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shelly-ya · 1 year

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Burnt food

There are no warnings...

Oh no you finally did it. Your father in law was too drunk to care probably would eat out. But you still had to feed your brother in law and husband. Said husband was almost home you know this cause he sent his messenger crow earlier saying he was eager for a home cooked meal. Now you and senjuro were looking at the pots with burnt food.

"Oh senjuro what are we gonna do rengoku will be home soon?"

"I could run to the restaurant and get some food there and bring it back in a flash" he said setting his broom to lean on a nearby wall.

"Oh yes please I will welcome your brother home as he arrives home" you whispered covering the pots as senjuro ran to the nearest restaurant. You removed your apron and hung it on the nail rengoku pounded into the wall before he left.

Rushing to fix your clothing and hair you could sense his overpowering aura approaching the family home. The sliding door opening and him stopping to remove his shoes.

"My flame? Senjuro? Father? I am home" his boisterous voice boomed through the house rushing to great him. You ran straight into his arms.

"Welcome home my love" he grunted at the impact but remained rooted to the ground.

"What a wonderful welcome my flame" he whispered pushing on your shoulder for you to stand straight and look at him. He caressed your cheek and passed his thumb on your lower lip. You needed to make a distraction until senjuro came back with the food. Grabbing his hand and pulling him forward in a haste he almost stumbled. Hurrying through the halls you pulled the protesting hashira behind you. "My flame what's the matter?"

"Need you now" you urged him into your shared room. Closing the door behind you. Not glancing to him you unfurled your shared futon pulling the blanket away setting your pillows for you both to lie down. Finally glancing to your husband he had an amused look as he carefully placed his nichirin sword down. He removed his haori folding and placing it on the chair.

"My flame is very eager for me" he whispered coming closer to you "although I do wish I could have some of your home cooked meals right now. I as a husband, as your husband I must oblige my wife's desires." Untying his obi he let his garments fall from his figure. Carefully laying you back onto the futon he passionately started kissing you.

Senjuro returns

"Nee san I'm home ..." He ran in with bundles filled with bentos. Stopping he noticed the shoes at the entrance. "Oh damn he is home" senjuro whispered rushing to the kitchen to stop his normal cheerful brother from doing something stupid. However, the kitchen was empty. "I wonder where they are?" Searching through the house the only place they could be is their room he thought mindlessly wandering towards your door. Hearing the floor boards squeaking to a rhythm and hearing you giggle a little he did a roundabout turn back to the kitchen. After some time he decided he would eat his bento and go take a nap.

Rengoku and you were finished with your love making. With you currently exhausted and sleeping in pure bliss. Rengoku still felt hungry so he.put on his home kimono and headed to the kitchen to see what you have prepared. However, he was greeted with bento boxes and your pots still covered over the cold fireplace. Curious he opened the lids of the pots and to his surprise there was food in it. *Why would they buy bento?* he thought to himself. Upon closer inspection he saw the food was burnt at the bottom of the pot.

*ah I see* grabbing a plate he spooned the burnt food on it. Mindful to not take the too burnt bits. He made his way to the dinning table sitting in his assigned cushion he used his chopsticks to shovel the food into his mouth.

"Tasty!" Was being shouted with each mouthful. Upon hearing your husband shout tasty throughout the house. You shut up quickly. Looking around you realised you failed at keeping him busy. Dropping the blanket that was covering you. You stood up and put on your kimono quickly rushing through the house to the dinning area. Upon arriving you saw it the plate of burnt food that you made. As a shoveled some In his mouth again.

"Tasty" you dropped to the floor. Tears began to flow.

"I'm sorry I'm so sorry I didn't mean to burn the food." Rengoku stopped eating to rush to your side.

"My flame there is no worry about the food. I don't mind honestly I'm happy to get a home cooked meal. I honestly am tired of those bento boxes. I feel at home with your cooking perfect or not" he whispered wiping the tears away. "Is this why you dragged me to our room as I arrived? To give senjuro time to buy those store bought boxes?"

Nodding placing your head on his chest.

"In that case you deserve punishment for keeping me from such wonderful food" he said pecking your lips. "But first let me finish my dinner. Tasty" as he continued to praise every burnt grain of food on his plate.

The end

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meowzfordayz · 5 months

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anytime cuddles

Senjuro Kyojuro x Reader

Word Count: ~400

CW: none

Emergency Request Fulfilled: hello may i request an emergency request? ^^ just a drabble of cuddling with senjuro rengoku. i’m really stressed about going back to school especially with my honors teacher already having a bad impression of me from the prep class TwT so this schools years gonna be greatt/s hdhsb please and thank you. and have a good day

Gentle fingers wrap themselves around your wrists, guiding your palms to press warm and tired against familiar cheeks. You feel the soft curve of an adoring smile fill your hands, your thumbs tracing patient lips and a squishy chin, creeping upward to brush over closed eyelids.

“That kind of tickles,” Senjuro murmurs, his eyelashes feather light to the touch, “Feels nice.”

“You aren’t afraid I’ll poke your eyeballs out?” you giggle in return, releasing his face as your body swivels, back snuggling into his stomach as you wiggle your way onto his lap.

Grinning fondly, he teases, “I mean, I did close them,” arms looping promptly around your waist, content as your weight settles onto his thighs, “Just in case.”

With an offended huff, you pointedly elbow him, pouting as he takes your jab in stride, his grin hardly faltering.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, words seeping tender and careful into your shoulder.

“Stressed,” you mutter, jaw clenching, spine stiffening, “But I guess…” exhaling slowly, gradually easing into his embrace once more, “A little less stressed now.”

“Hm, what if I go to school with you?” he offers playfully, “We could cuddle anytime.”

“Believe it or not,” you drawl sarcastically, brightness in your tone dulling its bite, “I think anytime cuddles would result in me getting nothing done, and then I’d be even more stressed.”

“So… cuddles in moderation,” he chuckles, nuzzling at your hair, “Got it.”

“You’re too sweet,” you mumble, tugging at his arms, “Please squeeze me until I can’t breathe.”

“Are you sure?” “I beg of you.”

Eyes glowing with amusement, Senjuro obliges, squeezing till you’re laughing and gasping for air, heart brimming as he eventually loosens his hold, your expression shining and silly when tilt your head backwards to meet his gaze.

“You’re weird,” he mutters, endeared as ever, “Like a stress ball, but you’re the ball, and you’re full of stress. So almost the opposite? A distant relative?”

“I can’t believe you’re comparing me to a stress ball,” you grumble, stretching upward to peck his chin.

He raises an eyebrow, kissing your forehead before dryly remarking.

“You just told me you’re stressed, and then begged me to squeeze you.”

#senjuro rengoku #senjuro x reader #drabble #college au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

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justagamerandaweeb · 25 days

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TLC (Tender, Loving Care) - Modern AU! Senjuro x Reader

I'm in a fluffy mood at the moment, so why not make a story featuring a sick (Y/N), and a caring Senjuro Rengoku? My friend on Discord suggested that I should go with him, and this dude is severely underrated, so it works. He's a really caring guy, why wouldn't this suit him? Also, he's gonna be older in this, like early 20s or so, just like his brother :)

Be forewarned, there is vomiting included in this story. So if you're squeamish about someone blowing chunks, highly suggest you leave.

Gif by @mizurei and border by @mikeykuns

You vomited at the trashcan that was next to your bed, blowing out chunks of what you ate yesterday. Once you finished throwing up, you plopped right back onto the pillow. Fuck... out of all times to be sick, why now? My nose is so stuffed that it feels like I can't breathe. This sucks. You thought as you did a soft sniff.

She then heard the sound of someone knocking on her door, and she shouted out, her voice sounding hoarse and scratchy, "Come in." The door opens and the person behind the door is revealed to be a man with fire-like hair, yellow eyes, red irises, and white pupils, and black forked eyebrows. Along with a face mask to protect himself from getting sick. "H-Hey, (Y/N). How are you feeling today?" The young Rengoku asked her.

She sighed as she responded to him, "Like crap. My nose feels so stuffed, that I can't breathe, my lungs feel like they're on fire, and my throat hurts because I keep throwing up. Long story short, I feel like hell right now." She summarized as she softly sniffed again. "Oh... Well, sorry to hear about that. Do you want me to make you anything?" (Y/N) violently coughs as she says, "Yeah... Sorry. Can you make me some soup? I think that would make me a little better."

The young Rengoku nods as he says, "I'll see what I can do." He saw her smiling as she softly spoke, "Thank you." and closed the door. Senjuro briefly exhaled as he thought to himself, Okay Senjuro, time to do your duty as a brother-in-law, and take care of your sister! And so he marched to the kitchen to fix (Y/N) a chicken noodle soup.

He opened one of the cabinets and took out a white plastic bowl, and rinsed it out with the sink. Once that was done, he puts the bowl on the counter and trotted to the pantry and turned on the light. He analyzed the rows of food that were filling the shelves, until his eyes caught a glance of cans of chicken noodle soup.

Once he grabbed it, he popped the top off and poured the soup into the bowl. He threw the can away, and grabbed the bowl and put it in the microwave for three minutes, and 30 seconds. As the timer was going down, he walked back to (Y/N)'s door, and knocked on it again.

(Y/N) shouts out again, "Come in." And Senjuro opens the door, peeking his head out. "I'm making the soup, is there anything you want me to do for you?" (Y/N) softly coughed as she looked to the right and grabbed a blue cup, and said, "Could you fill this up with ice and water, please?" She said in a way it sounded like she was losing her voice.

Senjuro nodded as he walked in, grabbed the cup, and said, "Anything else?" And she shook her head. "Thank you." He smiled under the mask from her saying thanks to him as he responded, "You're welcome." And cracks the door. (Y/N) lets out a wheezing laugh as she thinks to herself, He's such a good boy. I'm glad Kyojuro taught him right. She thought, sounding like a wholesome grandma.

Senjuro scoops ice up from the freezer and dumps it in the cup, and once it is halfway, he puts it under the water dispenser and waits for the cup to fill. He stood where for a prolonged moment until the cup was filled to the brim with water.

He puts the cup on the island as he stands in front of the microwave, waiting for it to beep. He softly clapped his hands together, and got on his toes as the timer on the microwave decreased. Once it beeped, he opened the microwave and took the bowl of hot soup out. He then grabs a plastic spoon, and slowly stirs the bowl, and softly fans it to make sure it isn't too hot for (Y/N).

He then picked the bowl, and your cup up as he strolled back to your door, and softly pushed the door open. He put her cup right next to her on the mini table, as he grabbed the chair next to him, and sat down in front of her. He scooped up the soup and said, "Open wide." and she opened her mouth for him to pour the soup into her mouth.

She chews the noodles and swallows them, softly coughing once she finishes it. Senjuro asked her, "How is it?" and (Y/N) glanced at him and responded, "In the words of Kyojuro, tasty. I would scream it out, but my throat hurts too much." She said as she softly laughed, and so did Senjuro. He continued to feed (Y/N) more of the soup, until she told him to stop. He puts the bowl on the mini table, and grabs the cup as he says, "Are you thirsty? If so, sit up for me, please."

She sits up from the bed, and was about to give her a waterfall but she grabbed the cup from his hands. "I may be sick, but I can do this on my own." She said as she took a sip of the cup. "But, thank you. You're doing a good job taking care of me." Senjuro smiled under the mask as he bowed down to her and said, "Anything for my brother's wife."

(Y/N) then pats his hair as she says, "You'd make a great husband, you know that, right?" Senjuro blushes at the thought of it. But in hindsight, she was right. His brother taught him how to treat others with respect, and how to treat others when they direly need them. Feats like that are what make a great friend, and a spectacular significant other.

She put the cup back on the mini table as she laid back down on the pillow and said, "Thank you for feeding me that soup. It feels like I can breathe through my nose again. My stomach and throat still hurt, but it's something." She said, smirking at him.

Senjuro smiled as he said, "Is there anything I can do for you?" (Y/N) looked at the flat screen in front of her, hanging on the wall as she said, "Can you turn on the TV? the remotes on the stand." And he nods. He stood up off the chair, and grabbed the remote. He sat back down on the chair and turned the TV on with the remote.

"What do you want to watch?" Senjuro asked (Y/N) as she responded, "I'll watch whatever you wanna watch. I'm not too picky about what I watch so long as it keeps me entertained." Senjuro as nods as he elicits a, "Hm." from his vocal cords.

A show popped up in his head, and he thought both of them would love it. He pressed the search bar on the remote, and slowly typed in The Spectacular Spider-Man in the search bar. Senjuro heard (Y/N) gasp as she said, "You like this show too?" He nods as he responds, "My brother showed me this when he was in his Spider-Man phase when we were both little. I liked the show, and the characters, the villains too." He said as he scrolled through until he stops at the 10th episode titled, "Persona".

He presses play and puts the remote down on the bed as she asks him, "Is this the episode where he gets the black suit?" "Symbiote, and yes it is. Sorry for my correction." Senjuro said as his eyes were glued to the TV. (Y/N) chuckled as she said, "You're such a nerd." making Senjuro elicit a nose laugh.

An hour and 32 minutes passed by as both of you watched the 13th episode, where Venom tried to attack Spider-Man's loved ones, them being Gwen Stacy and Aunt May. As they were watching the TV, Senjuro felt his stomach growl and stood up as he said, "I'm gonna get something to eat. Are you feeling any better to eat anything else?"

"If I'm going to be honest, probably not. Just go ahead and eat, I'll be okay." You said as Senjuro nodded and left the room. Such a good boy. You thought as you continued to watch the TV. However, you started to retch as you felt something in your stomach slowly coming back up. Oh no... you turned your body to the right, and left your head hanging on the side of the bed, and hovering above the trash can as you elicted a few retches before a wave of vomit launched out of your mouth.

The force of vomiting made your already sore throat made it hurt even more. The sloshy, mushy sound of the vomit going in the trash bag sounded so grotesque, it was something that would make anyone upchuck. You spit out a big wad of saliva as you look at the aftermath of you spewing out your stomach's content. The vomit was a golden yellow, along with a few bits and pieces of the chicken.

You spat out more saliva before you felt a second round quickly arriving, and you vomited again. Thankfully, it wasn't much, but it still hurt like hell. Senjuro barged right in to see you hanging your head above the trash can as you looked at him with tears in your eyes. "S-Senjuro... Help me..."

Senjuro quickly scurried to you as he lifted you back up to the bed, and put your head on the pillow. "I'll go get a towel, and some medicine! J-Just, hang on okay!?" Senjuro said as it sounded like he was panicking as he ran back out of the room. Your entire body was shaking as you were lying down, waiting for Senjuro to come back.

Someone up above... please help me gain the strength I need to overcome this... (Y/N) thought as tears started to down both sides of her face. Please... Senjuro came back with a wet small towel, and a bottle of pills. He puts the wet cold towel onto (Y/N)'s head, and opened the cap of the bottle. He pours one tablet out as he says, "Open your mouth." and she obeys him.

He puts the tablet in her mouth and grabs the cup of water and pours a appropriate amount in her mouth, and she closes it as they both hear the sound of her swallowing it. "The effects might take a minute to kick in. I-I think it's best if you sleep for the time being." (Y/N) nods as she says in a feeble, hoarse tone, "Okay..."

Senjuro puts his hand on (Y/N)'s covered body, and pets her as he reassures her, "It's gonna be alright. You can get through this. I know you will." smiling under the mask. (Y/N) looked at him as she moved her arm, and grabbed his hand. "Th-Thank you... for taking care of me..." her eyes began to close as she repeated the words, "Thank you... thank... you... that..." and then she passed out asleep.

A couple of hours went by, and it was now dark outside. Senjuro yawned as he started to get sleepy, but he didn't want to leave (Y/N)'s side. He wiped his eyes with his free hand. He already finished the entire second season of The Spectacular Spider-Man, and now he was watching Adventure Time. He checked his phone and read a text from his brother that he was coming, 30 minutes ago.

Where are you, brother? I can only stay up for so long... Senjuro thought as he wiped his eyes with his free hand. He yawns as he started to fade in and out of sleep. His eyes and neck were getting heavier as he lowers his head, and slowly closed his eyes.

That is, until someone knocked on the door. He lifts his head back up as he stood up, and slowly let go of (Y/N)'s hand. He leaves the room, and unlocks the front door to see that it was his younger brother, Kyojuro. "Big brother! I'm so glad you're here!" and hugged him. Kyojuro laughed as he says, "Nice to see you, too, little brother." And pats his back.

They both walk in as Kyojuro asked Senjuro, "Where's (Y/N)? Is she still sick?" Senjuro pointed at the cracked door and said, "She's in there. And yeah, she's still sick. But I've been taking care of her while you we're gone." Kyojuro pat his back as he said, "Thanks, man."

Senjuro smiles under the mask as he says, "Anything... For my older sister-in-law. Excuse me." He said as he yawned mid-sentence. "Oof, sounds like she took a toll on you." Senjuro rebutted, "No, I've just been staying up for too long, that's all." Kyojuro hummed as he said, "Either way, you sound tired. Go upstairs and get some sleep. I'll take care of her for tonight." He said, scruffing up his hair.

Senjuro softly laughed as he said, "Okay, okay. You don't gotta mess up my hair for it." And started to go upstairs. As he was going up, Kyojuro said, "Hey." making Senjuro turn around. "Yes?" Kyojuro walked up to him, and wrapped his arm around his neck as he laid his head on his shoulder and said, "Thanks for taking care of my wife. I was kind of disappointed in myself for not being here. But, I'm glad she was being taken care of by someone like you." He said, with a smile on his face.

Senjuro pats his back as he said, "Anytime." They both stopped hugging Kyojuro said, "Now go upstairs and get some sleep." Senjuro chuckled as he gave him a two finger salute as he went upstairs to his room. Kyojuro then looks at the door of the room you were in, and peeks out to see you asleep with a towel on her forehead.

Kyojuro stepped back as he went to the kitchen and went into one of the lower cabinets to get a face mask. He puts it on, closes the cabinet, and softly opens the door as he sees Adventure Time playing on the TV. My brother still has taste... He then sits down on the chair next to her.

He heard her groaning as her hand started to move around, as if she was trying to grab something. He reaches his hand out to her, and she grabs it, forming a smile on her sleeping face. Kyojuro looked at her as he thought, You did good Senjuro... you did good. And started to watch the TV.

If you gagged while reading this, I sincerely apologize. But, that's all I have for you today. Until next time.

❤️👋✌️.

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xxcatzladyxx · 5 months

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Demon Slayer Advent Calendar | Day 14 | Senjuro x Reader | The christmas tree

Written by me

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"Thank you, Kyo, for the Christmas tree! When you return, it will be beautifully decorated. I promise you that!" you thanked the pillar of flame for bringing a Christmas tree to your house. He wanted so much to help decorate the Christmas tree, but he had to go on a mission at short notice. "Take good care of yourself, Kyo!" you kissed him goodbye. Then he set off.

You took a look at the tree. It had an estimated height of a good 1.80 meters. Decorating it alone would take you countless hours of your time. Then an idea occurred to you. Why didn't you ask Senjuro, Kyojuro's younger brother? The little one would surely be happy to help you. He's such a helpful boy and you needed his help. Without further ado, you make your way to his room. When you arrived at his door, you knocked timidly and waited for an answer from the youngest Rengoku. He was not long in coming. After a few seconds, he pushed his door open a little and looked at you with wide eyes.

"H-hello, (y/n)!"

"Hello, Senjuro! Would you help me decorate?"

"Help you decorate?" You could tell he was thinking about what you meant. He agreed with a nod anyway and followed you into the room where the tree had taken its place. He looked questioningly back and forth between you and the large plant. "What's a tree doing in the middle of our house?" he spoke up and looked at you patiently.

"We will decorate it"

"Why?"

"It is customary to place a tree in or in front of the house or in public places on the winter solstice. The evergreen leaves of a fir tree are a sign of life. They are said to drive away the winter spirits and promise protection and fertility. They are also a symbol of strength. It's a very old, long-standing tradition that has been practiced for decades,' you explained to the blond, who had listened to you with angelic patience and understood what you meant.

"And what are we going to decorate it with?" You pulled out a huge box. You took the lid off and Senjuro was able to take a look inside. There were lots of colorful baubles, garlands and a string of lights in the box. "We'll decorate it with these." You took out a few things so that you could present them better.

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After the two of you had made a plan in your minds as to how the tree should look in the end, you set to work. While Senjuro attached the baubles to the branches, you struggled with the fairy lights. It was knotted and tangled. You couldn't find the beginning or the end. All you had in your hands was a salad of cables. The thing was more unruly than you thought. You cursed whoever had just thrown the fairy lights into the box. You suspect your older brother, who was too lazy for everything. Your mother only recently sent you the box. Apparently without even looking at it beforehand. She would never have sent you this mess in her life. She would have made sure everything was tidy before she sent the box on its journey.

By the time Senjuro had finished with all the baubles, you were exhausted. Not only with the string of lights, which you finally untied, but also with your nerves. They were on edge and you urgently needed a break. "Senjuro, my dear, how about we fortify ourselves and have a bite to eat?" you asked, out of breath. "I'll cook us something small. Have a seat. I'll bring you some tea," he said and disappeared into the kitchen at lightning speed. You shouted a thank you after him before dropping onto the couch. You gave the fairy lights a look of death and then you fell silent towards the tree. So far only the baubles were hanging from the branches, but so far it looked beautiful. Senjuro had really gone to great lengths. Even you couldn't have made it this beautiful. After the first three baubles, you would have simply slapped the rest somewhere on the tree and that would have been that.

~*~

After Senjuro's cooked meal, you regained your strength and were finally able to tackle the fairy lights. You put them down around the tree. It hung neatly row by row. You wanted to test it and switched it on. All your facial expressions slipped. You should have done that before! You were about to take the tree and throw it back out of the house on end. But you remembered that there was a little boy standing next to you. That wouldn't have been appropriate. So you stayed calm and looked for a solution to the problem. And sure enough! One wire had come loose from another. You twisted the two together and the chain began to glow. You exhaled with relief. Just the garland and you could turn your back on the Christmas tree. For today at least. Now everything was perfectly in place and the tree was a real splendor. You couldn't stop marveling. Senjuro wasn't really either, but he was the first to get off the tree.

"What do you think of him?" he asked you shyly. His cheeks turned slightly red. You pulled him into a tight hug because you were so happy to finally be done with that huge damn plant. You almost smothered the boy as his face turned as pale as the snow outside in the garden. "It's beautiful, Senjuro! Praise to you, little one." "But we did it together," he interjected breathlessly. "Oh, don't always be so modest, Senjuro, without you the tree would be a mess." You pressed him even harder against your chest until he gasped for lack of air.

You finally let him out of your clutches. "Excuse me, please," he nodded in acknowledgement. You pat him on the head and with a yawn, you get up to fall into bed, dead tired. You fell asleep quickly and dreamed of Kyojuro's reaction to the Christmas tree.

~*~

Kyojuro successfully returned from his mission. He was amazed at the beautifully decorated Christmas tree in the Rengoku estate. He had expected nothing less from you and his brother. When he thought he had admired the tree enough, he got into bed with you. He cuddled up to you from behind. "The tree turned out great, my love!" he whispered in your ear and then kissed your cheek. You weren't quite sure whether you had dreamt it or whether it was really Kyojuro. After all, you had been lying in bed for several hours.

#reader #demon slayer #x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kny x reader #kny #advent calendar #demon slayer senjuro #senjuro x reader #kny senjuro #rengoku senjuro

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demoiselettes · 2 years

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‘Send me your daydream,

Request status: closed

🎐Characters i write for- Demon Slayer ONLY.

Rules!

-♡ First and foremost, please be nice when requesting. Don’t rush me to get to your request, i might be busy or just plain lacking motivation and ideas, i’ll write it in due time!

-♡ Here’s the thing, how about we make this more fun? Here are certain keywords for you to use when requesting: •Apple tea- fluff• Osmanthus tea- angst• Darjeeling tea- yandere

-♡ you can request fluff, angst, yandere(but keep it mild), suggestive themes but not smut, fem! Reader, gn! Readers

-♡ lemon/smut/nsfw and male! Readers are what i won’t write

-♡ If you fail to specify the reader’s gender, i’ll default to fem! Reader since it’s what i write best. Also, if you don’t mention whether you want your request to be hcs or drabbles, i’ll choose which one i deem to be best for the request

-♡ i won’t always write requests in chronological order. If i feel inspired by one particular ask, i’ll work on it first, so please don’t be upset if i’m taking time to get to yours :)

-♡ Lastly, request status will be indicated on the top of this post, please don’t send in requests when i’m not accepting them! I only close my askbox once i’ve got a good number of requests accumulated and receiving any more is sort of frustrating. your request will then either be deleted or i’ll just take a long time to get to it

..And i’ll make it reality.’

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kurooandkenmasslut · 11 months

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HMMMM

rengoku fluff head canons

RENGOKU X GN!READER!

I know this man would not let go of you when you two are cuddling.

He just ignores you when you say you have to go, its like, is your work more important than him ☹️

Definitely buys all the food for you

"I'll pay!!!" "kyo no-" "kyo yes!"

He yells 'umai' and he looked at you, expecting you to copy him, which you did.

"Umai!!" "Umai!" "Umai!!" "Umai!" "what is wrong with them.."

I mean it when I say he FULL BLOWN CARRIES YOU BRIDAL STYLE to a restaurant?!?

Please, to save yourself from being stared at, do not say your feet hurts around him.

"my feet hurt" "Let me carry you!" "oh no, its ok- AHHH-" Yep, that was kyojuro carrying you.

He's so bbg

I BET HE GETS SO OVERPROTECTIVE

like let's say you weren't a demon slayer

And you were just someone in town dating kyojuro

AND SOME GUY TRIES TO LIKE FLIRT W U

HOHOHOHO HES MADDDD

But he's rengoku kyojuro!! He wont that show

'Heyy!! I'm (names) boyfriend! Future husband, who might you be?! 😁" "um (random name)?" "oh! Hahaha! Sorry I just noticed that you were talking to my great loveable gorgeous partner here, which im sure who loves me just as much! *smooch on the cheek* and I was just wondering what you two were talking about? 😊"

That's it 😔

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luxthestrange · 1 year

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KNY Incorrect quote#3 Single and WHAT-

Hashira Y/n With the Rengoku Brothers

Senjuro*Holdind hands with You and Kyojuro*Do you watch anime?

Hashira!Y/n*Chuckles and looks at the youngest rengoku*Yes Of Course!~

Senjuro*Gasps and looks at Kyojuro*BIG BROTHER! THEY ARE SINGLE AND A VIRGIN!

Kyojuro*Chokes on his sweet potato and looks in shock at Senjuro*Senjuro!?

Senjuro*Hugging your waist with plotting purest big eyes*Can you be my big brother's spouse?

...DONT EXPOSE ME SENJURO-but yes I will

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yuki2sksksk · 3 months

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Continuation of this.

You guys can read it as OC or reader, since I don't think I will be naming her. Maybe just calling her 'Detective Hara' since her family name will be Hara. I changed that she grows up with the Rengoku brothers instead.

#demon slayer #kny #drawing #kimetsu no yaiba #anime #digital art #rengoku senjuro #rengoku kyoujuro #rengoku #rengoku shinjuro #Kyoujuro #rengoku kyoujuro x oc #kyoujurou rengoku x reader #kyoujuro x reader #kny x reader #iguro obanai

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mamayan · 8 months

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★Yobai☆

Mitsuri Kanroji x Fem! Reader x Obanai Iguro

Synopsis: Someone put a strange idea in your girlfriend’s mind, and she’s roped you into a night of passion to seduce the Snake Hashira for his birthday.

Blame @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi this is becoming a thing lol I may just need to do an entire series… Original idea and inspiration for yobai from @rottmntrulesall ♥️

Read Kyojuro here, and Sanemi here, for their yobai nights!

tw: MFF • Fem! Reader • Sub! Reader • 3some • Vaginal Sex • Praise/Overstimulation • Soft Dom! Mitsuri • Switch! Obanai • Mitsuri calls you plum •

When your lover Mitsuri told you about her idea for celebrating Obanai’s birthday, you hadn’t imagined it to look like this.

Where she even got such an idea was lost to you, as you watched the beautiful pink haired girl bounced on her heels in excitement. You looked around the neat space, not a single object out of place. The bed made, clothes hung or folded, and there were no other personal items to be seen except for a poorly attempted embroidered snake set against a dresser. Mitsuri had taught you the basics and encouraged you to make something of your own. You’d made that nearly a year ago, for his birthday last year. It felt wrong and invasive to be staring at his things like this.

“Mitsuri… are you sure this is—,” she interrupted your soft murmur, her excitement just too high as it draws nearer for Obanai’s return from the bath. You tried not to think too hard about the broken lock to his estate’s front doors, or the fact that you’d been dragged along into a crime no less, breaking and entering. Obanai being a stickler for rules, most likely won’t take to this very well but… You side eye Mitsuri, her cheeks flushed and smile bright in place. She didn’t look nervous at all, and that realization struck you with a sense of instability. Mitsuri was always bold, gentle and empathetic too, but she was confident about everything but herself it seemed. You selfishly liked to think your love aided in her self esteem though, as her love did for you.

You wanted to think it would be the same for Obanai. You knew he returned Mitsuri’s affections, obediently following her and eager for her praise and attention, but your relationship wasn’t the least bit similar. You weren’t sure if it was a good or bad thing.

“Oh! I should go see if he has any candles, that’s romantic isn’t it? If he has enough, I can make a heart with them!” Her declaration and grin, as if the idea was so ingenious she couldn’t fathom why she hadn’t thought of it earlier, made you pause before you could object.

“M—,” she was gone. You were alone in Obanai’s room now, and the man himself was due any moment for… whatever this was exactly. To seduce him? Mitsuri had certainly painted a romantic and erotic image in your mind when she’d had two fingers in your pussy, breathing salacious images for you to conjure as you drew nearer and nearer to your orgasm. You’d been too engrossed to think clearly, agreeing of course to the promise of pleasure and inclusion of the man you adored.

You were about to give way to your own cowardice and make a run for it when the shoji slid open.

You had to duck to avoid his blade, panic and adrenaline flooding your system at the unexpected but also anticipated fight which would arise from entering unannounced to a sword master’s home. It only took Obanai a moment to realize you weren’t some sort of burglar or demon awaiting him. His hair was still slightly damp, his bandages removed and face on full display as he stood before you in a plain yukata with his sword pointed at you. Kaburamaru peaking out from around his neck, tongue flicking out as if in greeting.

“(Y/N)…?” His confusion is quickly replaced with irritation.

“I could’ve killed you, what are you doing here? At this time of night? Are you an idiot?” His voice and tone are icy, glaring heterochromic eyes narrowed on you. His sword is quickly sheathed as he stomps towards you, and it’s all you can do to stutter out “w-wait!” before he can haul you out of his estate. Although it’s certainly embarrassing to you, and you’re more than a little anxious and self conscious, you knew it would do more damage to not speak up with honesty.

His grip on your upper arm isn’t painful, but he’s firm in his hold that you aren’t able to squirm free. He tries to ignore the way you being in his room has him heating up, intent on dragging you home to your own bed to sleep properly. You were the weaker of the two, between him and Mitsuri, therefore Obanai was more cautious in your safety. “You should know better,” his hand raised, finger pointed and almost touching your skin as you flinch back reflexively. You knew realistically this reprimand is exceedingly light for Obanai, as you’ve seen his true wrath unleashed for stupidity on lower ranked slayers in the corps. It didn’t stop your eyes from watering a little, your lip from wobbling, or Obanai from nearly stumbling away from you.

“I just wanted to tell you happy birthday…” his left eye twitched at your words. Kaburamaru moving down his arms and sliding to the floor, slithering away from the strange quarrel going on.

“You could’ve easily said it in the morning, don’t cry—,” his hiss of guilt and annoyance not the least bit gentle. “It’s the middle of the night idiot! You shouldn’t—,”

“Shouldn’t what?” Mitsuri’s appearance had the Snake Hashira nearly turning to stone.

“Mitsuri too…?” He felt his nerves lighting up. As they always did in her presence. It wasn’t the same comforting warmth which you gave him, the kind that relaxed and soothed. Mitsuri was crackling and commanding.

“I didn’t find any candles, but we can make it romantic with just us anyway.” She grinned, unconcerned about her property damage which Obanai would surely find later. She pressed both Obanai and you back, closing the shoji behind her as she entered the room fully. You noted the room seemed smaller like this.

“Mitsuri, you shouldn’t be here either, I’m aware you both now just want to say congratulations, and thank you, but—,”

“We didn’t come here to say happy birthday silly, we came here to show it, right plum?” Your nickname caught your attention as reality sank back in. Numbly you nodded, not looking up as you studied the wood polish beneath your feet. “Which means come here~” she cooed. You snapped to attention, heart rate skyrocketing as you nervously shuffled closer to her. Her jade eyes soft and promising as you looked into them.

Obanai stayed silent, watching in an odd sort of fascination the dynamic you both shared. He was envious of both of you ironically. The dominance Mitsuri held over you, and the submission you gave Mitsuri. He held his tongue though, unsure what he was supposed to do now. Though he trusted and loved you both dearly, he still struggled to say it and even show it physically.

Mitsuri led the room.

“You want to show Obanai how grateful you are for him being born, so why don’t you get on your knees plum, let us both see your pretty mouth.” You obeyed, shakily dropping to your knees and opening your mouth like Mitsuri loves. Obanai would never be able to remove the erotic sight from his mind again.

“She’s offering her mouth for you to fuck Obanai, are you going to deny her and make her sad?” He’s dazed and startled by Mitsuri’s change in tone, her beautiful eyes sharper and trained on him. Her hand is placed gently on your head, and you leave your own in your lap as you wait with an unsure mind.

“She’s nervous because you’re waiting…” you hear her murmur, but your eyes are trained on the sharp lines of his scars. When his eyes connect with yours, something dark passes through them, but he wordlessly begins untying his belt. His lips are set in a frown, but his cheeks are warm and flushed.

“Does she even deserve my cock though?” You nearly break and close your mouth, as Obanai grips his hard aching cock and positions it just before your lips. Not touching though. “She hasn’t asked for it at all.”

Your eyes widen. Mitsuri giggles.

“P-please, Obanai, I want you to fuck my mouth,” it felt as humiliating as always, just as flustered as when Mitsuri makes you beg.

He’d never admit it drove him wild, having you like this. Like he’d awoken to some sort of fever dream and conjured you up before him. Sitting with your mouth open, begging for his cock. This sort of thing only happened in novels he believed.

He grunts, sneering down at you and making the scars on his face more menacing. They seemed to enhance his features with his mood. “You asked,” he murmured, before sliding the tip of his cock in your mouth. He still smells a bit like soap, his taste neutral as he moans, muttering something beneath his breath before his lips are stolen aggressively by Mitsuri. He doesn’t mean to shove himself deeper in your mouth, but you relax and let his cock brush back and forth inside your mouth, getting a little deeper as time goes on.

A hand is on the back of your head, keeping if you from pulling away. The soft but firm touch familiar and letting you know it’s Mitsuri as Obanai’s cock dips a bit too deep and gags you. You can’t pull away despite choking, tears pricking your eyes even as your core throbs painfully. You want him inside of you, desperately, but this isn’t you leading so you stay where you are and let him continue ravishing your mouth.

“Mm, Obanai, aren’t you just adorable? Well? Does her wet little mouth feel good? Do you want her to make your pretty cock cum?” You shiver at her arousing choice of verbiage, her sly tone teasing as Obanai’s hips jerk and he groans low in his throat.

“Fuck, yes, Mitsuri, I want to fill her mouth.” His voice sounds strained as he works his cock at odd depths and varying speeds in your mouth, poking into your cheek as he watches the skin protrude before sinking back into your throat.

“Good boy, go ahead, today is your treat. Go on and cum for us Obanai.” He loses it, his balls drawing tight as he moans and releases into your mouth and down your throat messily.

You’re made to take it, struggling to breathe through your nose as he rocks his hips and the fine curls of his pubic hair kiss your nose. He finally pulls out, Mitsuri’s hand now running through your hair soothingly. “So good for us plum.” Your blurry vision flicks up to her figure, her words encouraging you as you lean against her leg offered in support.

“She did such a good job… doesn’t she deserve a reward Obanai?” You blink the tears away, a few escaping down your cheek as Obanai stares at the pathetic and arousing sight you make. Your clothes still intact but your face being covered in his cum and your own salvia doesn’t help your decency. He can’t help the warmth spreading through him again, as he drops the rest of his clothing and moves to grab you up.

You’re swung lightly onto the bed.

“She’s an idiot that deserves more punishment than this but…” he’s close, pressing you flat against the futon and nearly kissing you. “I guess I’ll be nice this time. Say thank you.” He smirks when you do, the sight so confident it fills your heart as you look at him. There had been time he’d rather lose a limb than reveal his face, and while it’d taken longer to show you himself, and even longer to feel completely comfortable, it feels worth it now. His eyes daring but soft, because even as he calls you foolish he’s equally supporting and helping you despite it.

Your clothing is almost torn as he removes it from you, hissing complaints when he snags a knot or forgets there is a button. You aren’t even given time to feel self conscious, only aware in the back of your mind this is the most intimate you’ve ever been with him.

“I love you.” It’s said so softly he nearly doesn’t hear it clearly.

He stills, and Mitsuri, who’d crawled up beside your head to sit and watch, let her eyes flick up to your face. You lay so sweetly beneath them both, allowing them full control of your body because you trust and love them. Mitsuri is silent, only internally squealing at the cute way you decided to confess, only reaching to thread her fingers with your own as show of support while Obanai processes your words.

“You…” he’s frowning, brows pulled together and it the sight yanks at a ball of anxiety bundled in the pit of your stomach. “Do you even understand—,” he goes to lay into you, but you already know where he wants to go.

“I love you Obanai!” Half naked and huffing indignantly, you glare at him with all the force of a rabbit. Mitsuri is forced to turn her head away to conceal the laugh which threatened to break free. Unlike her though, Obanai is happy to glare back and even manhandle you. His hand grips your jaw, smushing your cheeks as he points down at you.

“You don’t get to confess first, I do,” he’s immature at the oddest times, but you’re helpless against him because he’s red like an apple and breathing heavily.

“There’s no rule that says—hah!” He smashes his lips against yours, and you can’t help but compare his kiss to Mitsuri. Where she’s warm he’s cool, his body temperature actually lower than your own by a little, but his mouth is warm inside as he forces your lips open to slip his tongue inside.

When he pulls back, a string of saliva connects you both for a moment before breaking.

“Fuck, you… You’re mine, do you hear me?” His confession isn’t as loving or sweet as yours, but his claim is encompassing. His forehead knocks against your own, and for a brief second, you see the conflict and doubt war in his dual colored eyes.

He’s nervous and scared.

It seemed to ironically dissolve your own fear. Your arms moving, Mitsuri allowing your hand freedom, to wrap around Obanai’s neck and kiss him, deeply, as if your lips could proclaim your love better than your voice. It could. It was less about dominance and more about warming one another up, as you felt Mitsuri’s fingers softly massaging your scalp as you kissed him. Obanai letting you lead for a moment as you moaned, his hands caressing your body and back to working on removing your clothes.

Mitsuri helped, happy to get you naked like him, and pleased when his eyes locked with her.

“You too…” he looked to the side, “please…”

“Ufufu, of course, I can’t let you two have fun alone tonight at least. We need at least three for a birthday party.” Her movements were quick and efficient, stripping herself and revealing each creamy inch of skin and captivating two sets of eyes. She doesn’t hesitate to let her hair free of her braids, proudly crawling back onto the futon to lean over you, kissing you with all the familiar sweetness she encompasses.

“Pretty plum, how do you feel?” She’s whispering, but your heart soars as she checks in on you, looking for any signs of distress. You were nervous, but as she touches you, caressing you with familiar hands, Obanai watches. How could he not? He wants to both step away and let you both continue all night and squeeze himself between.

It’s his birthday today though. Clearly he wasn’t going to be on the sidelines.

“Come here,” Mitsuri encourages, bringing him in for a similar kiss, and grabbing his hand to trail up her body. You watch hungrily, as Mitsuri shivers and smiles while Obanai palms her heavy chest. Mitsuri showing him exactly what she likes as she kisses his face and up to his ear, whispering something likely wicked as he moans and drops his head.

Her hand wrapped around his cock, moving her hand over the pretty swollen tip, reddened and leaking as she pumps it. “Mitsuri,” he gasps, back hunching a bit as she coos. “Obanai is so pretty too, isn’t he plum? He still needs to reward you~” he hissed as she jerks him a bit tighter, the pain and pleasure waring now.

“So pretty,” you affirmed, transfixed by the image of Obanai looking so overwhelmed. It’s usually you in that position. It felt oddly nice to see it in reverse. His eyes snap to you, and it’s like the image from a moment ago was a lie as he smiles wickedly, his hand moving to cup your pussy as you jolt in surprise.

“I do need to reward her, don’t I plum?” The condescending tone he adopts when using the nickname Mitsuri gave you is devious. You don’t hate it though, not as Mitsuri releases him in favor of tormenting you now.

He drops to his chest, yanking your legs apart as Mitsuri leans over you to capture a nipple in her mouth.

“W-wait—!” Your head falls as your back arches, a warm wet tongue licking straight up your pussy as another swirls around your nipple and sucks.

You’re helpless to the pleasure and attention, drowning even. Obanai isn’t experienced, but he’s eager and observant to every twitch and moan you release. He can’t help it, licking up your dripping arousal and lavishing your clit with his tongue, moaning at your taste and his painfully hard cock. He hums in appreciation as you gasp, one finger now working you open as he licks and swirls around your hardened clit. “Obanai~” his name on your lips is a gift in itself, but he’d never tell you. Instead he slips another finger in, eyeing you from below as he sucks on your clit and works your tight cunt open with firm consistent stokes inside of you.

“Mm, look at you plum, are you feeling good?” You nod weakly, moaning as Mitsuri sucks a few marks onto your skin.

“Please, Mitsu, you too,” you jolted in pleasure as Obanai blows cool air on your pussy. Mitsuri smiles, giving you a quick kiss before shifting and swinging a leg over your face.

Obanai can only moan as he watches Mitsuri settle her own dripping cunt over your face, your lips parting to lick at her.

He’s nothing if not observant.

Your tongue swirls around her clit, as she rocks and grinds down against you, and you find Obanai copying the exact way you eat Mitsuri. When you suck her clit, he sucks yours, and when you lick and let Mitsuri ride your face, he nearly smothers himself in you.

You lose it, your end coming quickly as you hold Mitsuri’s hips as she rides and bucks against your face, her moans long and sensual. “So good sugar plum, your mouth feels so good~ how is it? Is Obanai just eating your pussy so good?” You can’t even pull away to tell them you’re coming. Only able to weakly tap Obanai’s shoulder, but with his head between your legs, he’s hardly paying attention.

You cum, body shaking and locking up as your eyes roll back and the knot in your stomach snaps.

“Oh fuck,” he pulls away for a second to breathe, realizing your convulsing is your orgasm, and watching as you twist and moan into Mitsuri’s pussy. Your cunt soaking the futon beneath you as you try to scoot away from all the pleasure.

Mitsuri sits up, twisting around and settling again over you face, so she could face Obanai properly now.

“What’s wrong dear? Aren’t you going to fuck her pussy too?” He’s stunned by Mitsuri’s erotic display, pinching her breasts as she rides your face, moaning as you lick and suck greedily.

He more gentle spreading your legs wider, slotting himself in between to line his cock up with your tight entrance. He’d never admit to being nervous, but his eyes speak louder than words as they look to Mitsuri.

“Here, let me help~” she leans forward, bringing Obanai forward too with an arm around his neck while her other hand grips his cock and lined him up to your entrance again. “Now push,” she whispers, kissing his lips with so much love and encouragement, he melts. His tip breaches you, and your gasp and moan beneath Mitsuri encourages him further as he slowly lets himself sink inside.

“Ngh, shit, how are you so tight?” He’s panting when his hips finally touch your ass. His question rhetorical, as he slowly slides out, choking in pleasure as your gooey walls cling to his cock and try to deny him exit.

He sets a slow and somewhat experimental pace, grunting as you clamp down when Mitsuri teasingly twists a nipple. “So cute plum, doing so good, hah, taking his cock.” She’s close, and you can tell by how her powerful thighs lock up around your head, her weight becoming more evident as she fully relaxes. You can only grip her thighs and encourage her to let more weight rest on you. Too overwhelmed by the thick stretch and slight burn of Obanai’s cock piercing you.

It hurt but it felt good too. Especially when someone thumbs at your clit softly, rubbing and rolling it as you buck and moan back.

It’s not fast, as Mitsuri rocks her hips and Obanai thrusts into you, but the slowly building orgasm is enough to leave you light headed and struggling for sanity.

“Oh, plum I’m going to cum, hn~!” Her head thrown back and breasts bouncing, Mitsuri’s slick soaks your face as you lick and drink her down. Her skin reddened and sweaty by the passion building.

“I need to cum too,” Obanai’s moans becoming louder, his thrusts more sloppy and forceful as you get wetter and more vocal. Mitsuri comes down from her high before moving off of you, kissing Obanai before laying down beside you both to toy with your chest and kiss you. Obanai opts to grip your hips tight as he fucks you, the loud wet squelching of your pussy sucking him in driving him further as he groans. His tip repeatedly slamming into the spongey section of your cunt and driving you wild as you claw at his arms.

“s’too much! n-no m’gonna cum please, please let me, hii!” You squeal as tears falls, coming apart as Obanai meanly pinches your clit and throws you over the edge.

“Cum then, ah, fuck, m-me too!” His sweat drips down his nose and onto your chest as he watches your face, committing it to memory as your face twists in pleasure. Your cunt impossibly tight as it grips him as he finishes, pulling out just before his hot cum comes rushing.

He covers your chest and face shamelessly.

Mitsuri chuckles when a few drops hit her too, even thumbing a bit to slip into her mouth for Obanai to watch.

“Obanai, you taste sweet!”

He drops beside you, sandwiching you between him and Mitsuri. Like Mitsuri had done, he thumbs up a thick collection of his cum to press against your lips and force you to taste him. “Cute…” he mutters softly, looking more relaxed and sleepy.

You don’t fight it, sucking the appendage as moaning as you realize he really is a bit sweet, followed by somewhat salty and mildly bitter. You lazily suck his finger until he grows bored and pulls it free, wiping the saliva on your cheek and snickering when you whine.

“Happy birthday~ don’t fall asleep yet, I want to ride you next!” It’s your turn to snicker, watching the way his eyes go wide with a hint of worry and sleepiness.

He’d soon find out Mitsuri’s appetite is insatiable. You relaxed, happy to watch him get overwhelmed for now.

“Happy birthday Obanai,” you smile at him, loving how his face reddens further but he smiles back.

“Senjuro-kun!” Mitsuri was running towards the young boy sweeping the front porch, his eyes widening as he takes in the Hashira.

“Kanroji-sama, good afternoon,” he vows politely, smiling at the good natured slayer.

“What brings you here?” He asks curiously, eyeing what appeared to be a bento in her hands.

“I brought you lunch as a thank you! You really are a natural match maker you know?! It’s like love just flows so freely through you!” Her gushing attracts the attention of his older brother, who begins to open his mouth and greet his friend before he realizes what she’s gushing about.

He waits patiently until Mitsuri takes her leave, bento in his hands as he feels the looming presence of his older brother.

“Ah… I swear this time I didn’t mean to.”

“This time?”

“…” Kyojuro would need to speak with the women in their neighborhood, their gossip seemingly no good for a young boy’s ears.

#did it again Senjuro #cinnamon roll fem! dom’s drive me wild #but at what cost?#Kyojuro for sure is gonna mother hen those aunties for not filtering their words #happy birthday Obanai #I struggled to finish #I’m so dead tired today lol #rip my body #Obanai Iguro #obanai x reader x mitsuri #Obanai x you #obanai x y/n #Obanai x y/n x Mitsuri #Obanai smut #Obanai Mitsuri smut #Obanai kny #kny smut

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colourstreakgryffin · 8 months

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Hii there hope ur booked busy blessed and beautiful rn ‼️‼️ can a get aaaaaaaaa yan! sanemi, shinobu, and senjuro (seperate btw) with a male!reader who has a personality like the coolest dude ever that is Monkey D Luffy?!? pretty please with a cherry on top with rainbow sprinkles on it and some chocolate syrup??

Oml! I love Luffy. The loveable doofus I wanna give a big hug! Our stretch babey boiii and his unbeatable iconic squad! Okay, no more Luffy stanning, let’s go!

Shinazugawa Sanemi

Sanemi is naturally attracted to optimism and with how much you laugh and smile, despite facing your worst enemies. He absolutely adores you, even from the beginning, he doesn’t want to let you go and that’s where his obsession grows

Sanemi is quite overprotective over you with your carefree nature and very bad sense of direction. You can easily get lost and never be found again, that’s why he clings into you intensely and never lets you out of his sight

Sanemi has paranoia over the fact you want to explore the grand world, concur the seas and is so deadset on becoming the royalty of adventurers. He pulls you away from the ocean and even ties your wrist to his, just so you can’t leave him and escape him. He won’t let you run away

Kocho Shinobu

Shinobu loves to feed in her delusions over you, as her obsession over your constant positive and hyper demeanour develops each day, she loves to imagine going out on boats with you and doing everything to help make your dream come true so you’ll fall in love with her

Shinobu cannot stand how simple-minded you come out as. You don’t acknowledge her maddening love for you and you just ignore her concerns, she doesn’t really blame you for this but she gets so annoyed that she knows she needs to watch you as often as she can

Shinobu simply adores your fearlessness, though you being in a bad situation scares her, she would never want you to lose your optimism and she will always do her best to protect you from everybody in this world, you will be with just her where she can make sure you’re okay and still smiling

Rengoku Senjuro

Senjuro struggles to keep up kindness and affection, ever since he lost Kyojuro, but when you come in. Happily chiming your full name and tipping your strawhat politely, he falls in love with you in a instant and he grows obsessed with you and your incredible personality. You’re just perfect to him and he doesn’t want you to go

Senjuro is very possessive over you that it’s insane, you have natural charisma and anybody could fall for you too in and try win you over. No, he won’t let that happen so he follows you around everywhere and he holds your hand firmly, pulling you away from each person. You don’t really notice it but it’s all going to plan in his mind

Senjuro idolises your compassion and the way you sympathise with him. You worry about him and the fantasy that you love him back, cooking up in his mind like he cooks massive meat legs for you at your wish, is coming to light. You must love him too! After all the time he takes to make all that food to satisfy your gluttony, you love his cooking? Right?

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anmiruzu · 8 months

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So there's probably this ship dynamic "small n violent x tall n calm softie (who will rock your shi if small n violent gets hurt) and itnmade me think of a demonslayer!reader and flamepillar!senjuro AU where even tho reader is straight up pint-sized they act tsundereish n tough with a cuter, softer interior (basically natsuki) and then at when look at Senjuro who seems like the sweetest, most patient guy ever until reader gets hurt n that's when he starts seeing red??

(Basically, this version of yan!senjuro can and will kill but mostly if it's demons because humans are very unlikely)

small & violent! demon slayer! reader w/ yandere! softie! flame hashira! senjuro

a/n this was a very cute request; I had fun writing this. I hope you enjoy it ♡

-when you two first started dating, a lot of people were surprised to see two total opposites together. they thought of senjuro as the peacemaker, knowing him as a sweet, patient, and kind person, and now someone who could keep you under control. when in fact goes both ways, although getting senjuro to be angry is quite rare, it would only happen when you get hurt. that’s when you need to get him under control from going on a rage against the person/demon who hurt you.

-this makes going on missions with him a challenge, he unintentionally treats you as if you’re a child that can’t defend themselves. he becomes extra protective of you during these shared missions, always going in front of you, telling you to stay back, covering for you so you don’t get hurt, etc. he just doesn’t want to see another loved one die, especially after what happened to kyojuro.

-now if you do somehow get hurt on a mission together, he death glares the demon who did it and go all out on them, pulling all stops to decapitate the demon. then, after decapitating the demon, he quickly goes back to you, tending to your injuries and carrying you back to the butterfly mansion. it doesn’t matter if it was a serious injury to the head or a simple scrape on the knee, he is carrying you back.

-about your tsundere-like personality: senjuro would have mixed feelings, since you’re not exactly true to yourself like when you say you don’t like something when it’s pretty obvious you do. he dislikes it, it makes it harder to understand you. but at the same time he loves it when you deny something with a flustered face, he finds it to be really cute, though he would never voice this.

-when you open up to him and show your cuter, softer interior he falls more in love with you and becomes even more protective over you. he becomes clingy to you, staying by your side at all times and shows a slight possessive side. his possessiveness isn’t obvious at first but you could occasionally see him glaring at a guy who talked to you while trying to cover it up with a smile saying it’s nothing. he doesn’t do anything about his jealousy other than gently pulling you closer. although later he might threaten the guy to never talking to you again

-loves the height difference between you two, you being shorter than him makes him feel like he has to protect you despite knowing how tough you can be. and he would sometimes very light heartedly tease you about being shorter than him. as well as gently ruffling your hair with a smile when you pout up at him.

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solannn · 3 months

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hello!! I wasn't sure if you're still doing like writing requests or Demon Slayer... I wanted to ask if you can do a Rengoku x Male!

Demon! Reader?? Where the reader is the older brother of Tanjiro and Nezuko, and like Nezuko's condition he wears a bamboo muzzle.

since he isn't verbal he uses gestures and holds kind eyes. This is like after the Mugen Train but Rengoku survives and the reader saved him. Tanjiro asking Rengoku to watch over his older brother while he’s in a mission. Him and Y/n bonding and Y/n adores Senjiro. a small scene where Y/n tried to kiss Rengoku but his bamboo muzzle was in the way so it was a peck…

🎀┆ LOVE me,love me ! Say that

🌸┆ you love me <3 —The cardigan

LOVEFOOL,,

fluff,just fluff,Rengoku survived the mugen train,demon!reader.

You were a Kamado,the oldest,unfortunately Muzan turned you into a demon so you started to were bamboo muzzle to not eat any human.

It was really hard for the Fire Hashiras,Rengoku Kyojuro to trust the both Kamado’s

After the mugen train,he began to trust you more cause you’re the one who save him. He didn’t know how to thanks you,so he decided to spend more time with you and protect you.

At the butterfly mansion,you watched him healed well you couldn’t talk so it was quite awkward at first but at least your actions and sign language showed what you feel.

It’s been now few months since the mugen train mission,your brother could finally go in a mission but he didn’t take you in it.

You were quite upset at first,but when you find Rengoku was watching over you,you were so excited !

When you followed him to his house,the first thing you saw was little boy ! He looked like younger version of Rengoku,he looked so cute !!!

When Senjuro saw he was afraid,you didn’t mean to scare him away,but you guys did get along only in few hours!

In the living room ,Rengoku smiled at the interaction between you,this feeling was warm,seeing you smiling happily even though you couldn’t talk but only hummed he didn’t care.

He wondered if you feels the same way too,he was lost on his thought until you get in front of him. He smiled at you.

"Hey,[Name] I wanted to tell you something!-" he exclaimed himself,while looking at his little brother,Senjuro understood the message and leaves the room.

You looked at Senjuro as he leaves you waved byebye than looked at Kyojuro once again. You raised a brow.

He hesitated at first but finally decided to say it with a small blush on his cheeks "I like you ! No I love you ?" He said a smile appeared on his face.

You blushed,you didn’t know what to do,you just nodded and you lifted thumbs and lil finger saying me too in sign language.

He grinned and you hugged him,you approached him to kiss him but the muzzle was bothering you so it make you peck him on his lips.

God you wished,you weren’t a demon or just have a muzzle.

(Request open.)

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13rurururi · 10 months

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Hello!! May I ask for a Regonku Kyojuro x reader?

Where Kyojuro survives but his body is covered in scars from the battle, even his face, and he feels a tad bit insecure about it but reader is there to make sure he feels loved, kissing his scars and overall showering the Flame Hashira in love and care

Even the Brightest Flames Flicker [Rengoku Kyoujurou x gn!Reader]

Pairing: Rengoku Kyoujurou x gender neutral! Reader (SFW)

Synopsis: After the arduous and intensive battle against the Upper Moon, it was a staggering miracle that the Flame Hashira even survived to see another day. However, his survival came with the consequence of lifelong physical and emotional scars. Perhaps, you — his lover — can help in setting his heart ablaze once more.

I. When flames nearly shrivel, we only grow colder. Please, let the warmth last longer.

"Rengoku Kyoujurou is on the brink of death after an encounter with Upper Moon 3!"

Your Kasugai crow's loud squawks painfully tore through your ears; simultaneously, you felt pure dread weigh down on your shoulders — heavy, hot, and suffocating. Bile rose up your throat, but you forced your legs to run towards the direction of the gliding crow.

Kyoujurou. Kyoujurou. Kyoujurou.

Your mind was numb, and the only comprehensive thought was the bright smile of your lover. Oh, god. The thought of the life draining from his eyes sent a tsunami of tears to fall from your face, carried away by the wind as your legs burnt from your unending sprint.

Panting, gasping, and silently sobbing, you reached the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters and hurriedly stumbled towards the medical wing where you vehemently hoped you would find your lover alive. Before you could burst through the room dedicated for intensive care, a Kakushi grasped your shoulder and gently called your name,

"Rengoku-san is alive, but he's still in critical condition; we need to let the doctors ensure his survival. Please, sit down for a moment."

As if the comforting hand on your shoulder brought you back to Earth, you were unable to do anything but fall to the floor and sob.

Kyoujurou, please don't leave me.

II. There will always be those that stomp on flames to keep them from setting ablaze.

Two months — Kyoujurou was enveloped in a deep coma for two torturous months. You never missed a single day visiting his room, carrying flowers that inevitably withered by his bedside table. Occasionally, you'd bring him a variety of his favorite foods: beef bento boxes, udon noodles, and whatnot. You deeply hoped that the scent could awake him from his vegetative state, so he could once again eat meals he would call "Delicious!" with every bite. Eating alone never felt so painfully quiet before.

Senjurou, his younger brother, also diligently visited alongside you. Both of you shared lighthearted stories about Kyoujurou with unshed tears. Their father, on the other hand, remained in their abode, drowning his anger (and worries) with alcohol.

"That weak brat! He's incapacitated and done for in the world of Demon Hunters! Maybe once he wakes up and looks in the mirror, he'd understand just how incompetent he is. He better quit!"

You knew, deep in your heart, that his father didn't mean such harsh words; however, your hot tears and sorrowful heart only led to a nearly-violent argument with the former Flame Hashira. Thank goodness for Senjurou, who led you away from the man you tried to bring with you to visit his unconscious son.

After two months of your hazy routine veiled by a dissipating hope, Kyoujurou opened his eyes.

"He's awake! The Flame Hashira is awake!"

A Kakushi intercepted you on your way to his room, and the news was enough to shake you to your core, resulting in a discarded bento box left lying on the floor. You ran with a newfound hope burning in your heart. He's awake — he's alive!

"Kyoujurou! Kyoujurou!" You choked out nearly incomprehensible cries of his name, rushing to his bedside where he was miraculously sitting up. You tried to urge him to lie back down, but he gently refused, placing a cold hand on your tear-stained cheek. His hands were so uncharacteristically cold. You fought back a new wave of tears when you recalled the many times you snuggled into him for warmth; now, you hoped you could provide him a sliver of the sunshine he gifted you.

"I'm alright," he croaked out; his normally booming voice was reduced to a broken tune, making you melt into him further, enveloping him in an embrace. Your sobs were broken yet relieved, and you were thankful for the survival of your beloved Kyoujurou. Little did you know, flames can't instantly recover from being nearly extinguished.

III. We can keep the flame burning by basking in its warmth.

Kyoujurou's smiles didn't feel the same after he rose from his coma; he still had a wide grin plastered on his face, and he jovially praised each bite of his meals — just like old times. However, there's a subtle tension that weighed on your shoulders, and you couldn't pinpoint the source of such worries until you saw Kyoujurou staring at his reflection on a hand mirror.

You watched him, unnoticed, from the doorway as he dragged a calloused finger across the left side of his face, tracing the wound that rendered his eye useless. The twitch of his eyebrows and the slight shiver of his fingers could have been missed by anyone, but not you.

You are his lover, after all, and you would adore him no matter what state he found himself in. You knew he felt the same for you, and that's what made your love special and strong: it was undeniably unconditional.

You were going to help him set his heart ablaze once again. He was only human, after all. While your lover had impeccable emotional resilience and an amazing outlook on what makes life worth it, you knew he had ups-and-downs, just like any other human being fighting in this cursed war.

You were going to show him that all parts of him — the bright, the bubbly, the scarred — deserve the love you were going to pour out of your soul.

IV. No one can ever stop you from setting your heart ablaze.

Rengoku called out to you, a quizzical look on his face. For the past few days, he sensed a slight difference in your behavior towards him. Somehow, you'd grown to be more gentle, more caring, and more loving than ever (which he didn't think was possible, since you were — in his eyes — the epitome of overflowing compassion). Somehow, he felt guilty for keeping you busy with tending to his daily needs.

"Is there something going on?" He asked you with his unwavering, piercing gaze. You didn't feel the need to put on a cloak of secrecy and decided that it was time to properly communicate with your lover. You sat on a chair next to his bed and said,

"I love you so much."

"I — I love you, too! So much," Kyoujurou answered abruptly with a lopsided smile and a slightly bewildered gaze at your sudden declaration. "But, darling, is something bothering you? Am I becoming a burden—"

"Hold that thought! Rengoku Kyoujurou, you will never, ever, be even a minuscule annoyance to me. I love you so much, and it's just that I noticed how you recently look sadder." You trailed off at the end of your sentence, grabbing his hand as you rubbed his palm with your thumb.

You explained to him that you caught him staring at the reflection of his wound across his face; sometimes, you also caught him holding a shaky palm to his stomach where a massive scar was bound to develop. You told him with absolute certainty that each and every injury was a sign of his strength and resolve to protect all the innocent people that rode the Mugen Train.

"They all survived!" You would drill it into his head until he understood how loved and appreciated he is. "Tanjiro and his friends have sent countless letters asking about you, telling me that they wouldn't have survived without you. You are amazing."

With each word you spoke came a kiss that gently fluttered on Kyoujurou's bandaged wounds. Your grip on his scarred hands were so tight, you felt blood pump at the tips of your fingers. You only wished that your lover could feel just how impactful and eternal his flames are.

Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.

Each tender movement from you felt like heaven's caress, and Kyoujurou felt tears silently pour out of his eye. You moved to place your lips on his wounded face, gently whispering an 'I love you.' He may have been the Flame Hashira, but you were the pure embodiment of a comforting fire, set ablaze to light his path towards happiness and strength once again. Slowly, the flickering sparks in his heart grew hotter.

Before you could kiss his injured eye once again, he moved his head to place his lips on yours, initiating a soft, loving kiss that made you shed tears of overwhelming emotion.

He moved his head to gaze at you with the most gentle, loving expression you had ever seen. You stopped yourself from falling into incoherent sobbing once more and declared to him,

"Kyoujurou, you've been living your entire life to protect the weak. For once, please let us protect you while you rest and recover. The people you have touched with your flame will embark on this journey with you — with us."

You placed your lips against his forehead ever-so-gently, your hand rubbing light circles on his wounded back.

"Your flames have branded themselves into the souls of those you have saved. So please, for once, save yourself first."

Your touches, your soothing voice, and your heartfelt words moved Rengoku Kyoujurou's entire soul. Perhaps, with you, he can conquer any battle and any scar that is etched onto his being. After all, you are the center of his heart that burned with unconditional love for you.

You truly were the spark that helped set his heart ablaze.

A/N: Here's my first Rengoku fanfic (first angst here on my blog, too). Boy, do I miss him a lot, and I just finished reading the KNY manga this afternoon. Anyway, thanks for the request! I hope you guys enjoyed some angst-to-comfort.

My requests are still open for anyone interested. (Yes, I will be writing about Haganezuka next; I miss him already).

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