#flame hashira

⤷ ft. Rengoku Kyojuro / Tomioka Giyuu / Uzui Tengen 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶཐི༏ཋྀ󠀮

༄*ੈ Rengoku Kyojuro

Kyojuro picks you up at your house and brings you a bouquet of roses, based on the color he associates with your personality. When he first sees you, his mouth opens slightly and he blushes. He takes you to a restaurant and treat you to sweet potatoes; he wants you to learn about his tastes. He feeds you the first potato himself.

When you’re about to pay for the food, or anything, he stops you.

“What are you doing?” That’s your money, save it for yourself love!” — he says with a smile, and pays for both of you.

"How are you feeling?"— he would ask every now and then. He wants to make sure you're comfortable.

When you're not paying attention, Kyojuro watches you with a warm, gentle smile. Behind his outgoing personality, he hides the nervousness he feels when he's alone with you. Sometimes he accidentally shouts in your ear; he doesn't know how to control his voice.

“You’re very gorgeous” — says Kyojuro as he looks at you tilting his head.

When you flirt back, he becomes shy and laughs nervously. He mentally notes everything you mention that you like or would like to do, making sure to incorporate those things into your next date.

He buys you a small gift without you noticing and gives it to you at the most romantic moment of your date. He is very respectful at all times; if you need help, Kyojuro offers his hand without hesitation. If you can't reach something that's high up, he hands it to you.

When he drops you off at your house, he gently pats your head and confidently tells you;

“We should go out again, you’re very cute! We can do whatever you’d like next time” — he takes you by your waist — “I need to kiss you before i go”

Kyojuro kisses you, very passionatelly, holding you tight against him.

₊˚⊹ Tomioka Giyuu

You meet by the river. He's impressed by your look, but he won't say anything right away. He listens to you attentively, and without you realizing it, Giyuu smiles when you talk about something you like. Even though you didn't ask for it, he buys you a drink.

He's aware of the tone of his voice, and for that reason, he prefers less crowded places; this gives you more privacy, which makes you nervous. When he notices that your nerves are getting the better of you, Giyuu gently pats your head.

“Are you okay?” — he asks.

Whenever a guy would look at you or stare at you, Giyuu would give him a death glare, but in a way that you wouldn't notice. First date, very possessive, jealous.

After a long silence between the two of you, he finally compliments your outfit, but he focuses more on your face.

"Your skin is very soft" — he says, gently stroking your cheek and giving you a small, warm smile.

At sunset, Giyuu takes you to a high point where you can see the whole city. The cool breeze gives you goosebumps, and he puts his jacket on you, pretending he's not cold.

He's very respectful throughout the entire time, a little quiet, of course, but his presence was absolutely pleasant for you.

At the end of the night, before dropping you off at your house, Giyuu gives you a gentle kiss on the lips and holds your hand.

He was shaking a bit, Giyuu was scared to do something you wouldn’t like. He had no experience with girls.

"I had fun today. Thank you” — he adjusts your jacket, trying to avoid your eyes — “Its your jacket now, looks better on you”

You were melting for his smile.

★彡 Uzui Tengen

Tengen picks you up at your house, with a bouquet of flowers. He looks you up and down and smiles, tilting his head.

“You look so beautiful today”

As always, Tengen looked dazzling, very flashy. He takes you to the movies first, buying a giant bucket of popcorn for both of you. You watch a horror movie. When you get scared, you cling to his bicep while he pats your head.

As you walk, he wraps his arm around your shoulders, making you feel very small and protected by his side.

Then you go to a fancy restaurant, with lots of lights and a fish pond. You're surprised by how much he eats, but oh well, no wonder Tengen is such an imposing man.

When you get some food on your face, Tengen wipes it off with a napkin, with a very flirtatious look, making you blush.

“Don’t look at me with those eyes” — He says.

If a man looks at you on the street, Tengen hugs you tightly, showing that you're not available. Like a dog marking its territory.

You go to a fireworks festival, and he gives you an envelope with a sparkly bracelet.

“It would look beautiful on you” — he says, as he clasps the bracelet on your wrist.

He places his hand on your thigh and looks at you. “Does it bother you?” you say no, and Tengen, self-assured, wraps his (rather large) hand around your thigh and presses slightly.

He gives you plenty of compliments, and when you flirt back, he says something that leaves you speechless with embarrassment.

“We should go out more often, I really enjoyed being with you, you could even be my wife!” — he says jokingly.

Tengen stares at you, grabs your jaw, and kisses you, then pulls away with a smile, without taking off his hand from your thigh.

“Mhm, what lipstick are you wearing? It tastes so good”

Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Word Count: ~400

CW: explicit language

“I miss you.”

You’re pouting, eyebrows scrunched as your hands grip Kyojuro’s biceps, his own resting comfortably on your hips. (If you’re also drooling a little, then that’s nobody’s business!)

“I am right here.”

He’s smiling, kissing the side of your head when you grumble, kissing you again when you grunt at the amused twinkle in his eyes.

“Hmpf, welllll, fine,” you huff, “I missed you.”

Try as you might to feel annoyed by his laughter, it’s always so earnest and bright that all you’re left with is a twinge of guilt — though you do let out a halfhearted sigh of indignation to let him know that you are Not Amused.

“My love,” his voice full of mirth, “I was gone for two hours.”

“By two hours did you mean too long?” you retort.

He subtly nudges you backward now, the distance between you shrinking rapidly as he places one hand on your back, the other ensuring that the front door shuts behind him. Your body, much to your brain’s chagrin, relaxes into his, no longer bracing against tendrils of autumn wind. Instinctively, your nose nuzzles into his shoulder, even as your brain dutifully ignores his satisfied hum.

“I would have loved to have you join me,” he murmurs.

“You went running,” you deadpan.

“Yes.”

You’re too busy inhaling the crook of his neck like a basket of fresh laundry to pick up on the fact that Rengoku Kyojuro is teasing you.

“You. Went. Running,” you emphasize, “For TWO hours.”

He grins, “My point still stands, I would have loved to-”

You interrupt him, with slightly less attitude than he’d expected, “I would not have loved to join you.”

“So you loved missing me more?” he gasps.

You groan. Loudly. It’s hard to mimic smacking your head into his chest when he’s this close, but you feign the motion nonetheless, his laughter louder, deeper, so in love, as his fingers interlock at the base of your spine.

“I hate missing you,” you mutter.

He waits. (He knows you so well.)

“ButIhaterunningmore.”

The way he squeezes you You are so ridiculous and precious and I LOVE YOU! until you’re wheezing makes every grumpy, stubborn moment spent missing him worth it. Although-

—

“Seriously! Kyo! I would go to the gym with you! Or the pool! Or a walk-”

“A walk… surely your knees are not that weak?”

Sexy smirk be damned.

“RENGOKU KYOJURO, I AM LITERALLY GOING TO-”

When Yandere!Rengoku Kyojuro Becomes Obsessed with a Sweet!Oblivious!F!Tsuguko!Reader:

#Tags: Obsessiveness, possessiveness, implied nsfw, innuendo, minor cursing, implied killing, implied stalking, you're his extremely oblivious tsuguko, jealousy

Haori divider by @uzmacchiato !

Demon Slayer:

Kyojuro had always been a straightforward man. You want to be trained by him? Just ask him. You wish to accompany him on his mission? Just ask him. It was the same for him. He wants to go on a certain mission? He'll ask to be deployed! However... was it so strange for him to stumble over his words in your presence? Maybe.

You, his ever diligent and enthusiastic tsuguko. The way you handle yourself with grace, your haori smoothened and steamed to the crisp, your perfectly fitting zori, your appropriately short skirt, your tight demon slayer uniform, and that soft, long hair of yours you like to keep in a braid. Kyojuro never expected to feel this sense of whiplash-inducing awe towards any of his tsugukos. Except you.

During training sessions, the flame pillar found his attention drifting towards you. You're thinking, isn't it normal for a mentor to pay attention to his student? Well... The intense manner he checks you out in isn't normal. Head to toe, lingering on the delicious curves contained by your sinful uniform, repeat. It has become a routine for him. A routine he's not very proud to admit or maybe he is.

You're so sweet to him! You bring your homemade lunch to training sessions with him everyday, share the delicious mochi and tempura with him. After all, your mentor is such an amazing man. You greatly admire his spirit and strength!

Yet, would you still think the same if you found out the dangerous thoughts crossing his mind each time his flaming eyes landed on you? Thoughts a man of his league should never be having. He has learnt to single you out in a crowd of people faster than demon slayers can recognize a demon. He has memorized every speck of glitter in your eyes. Your height? Down to exact centimeters. Your age? You turn 19 in two months. Call him obsessed or not, it's his duty to focus on every detail about you even the strands of your hair?.

The way you handle your flame breathing technique is truly mesmerizing to watch. His efforts have been clearly visible in your moves! Yet, your style has a little tweak of your own too. The fire is white! Hotter than normal flame. And it looks absolutely ethereal when you use it to slash imaginary demons during training. Like a halo surrounding your already beautiful form. Kyojuro's so proud of you. Enough to feel the need to grab you and throw you onto his futon to show you just how proud he is of how good you've turned out.

After every training session, as you clean up, you open your hair to retie the braid which messes up during physical combat training. As you did it this time, you kept the red ribbon you use to tie your hair beside your thighs, not noticing when Kyojuro smoothly slid beside you, his hand quickly tucking the ribbon away into his pockets as he pretended to clean up. Yet, his white pupils were fixed on you.

"Here, take this," he warmly smiled, his calloused hands placing a ribbon in the print of his own haori onto your lap, "it's a token of my appreciation for you. Now, you truly are my tsuguko!" Oh, how could he resist the oblivious, torturously sweet smile you flashed at him, innocently accepting the ribbon to wear it in your hair with giddiness? Fuck it all. He wants to kiss you.

You never noticed that Kyojuro's sword handle was now wrapped with an oddly familiar red ribbon.

Lately, you've been hanging out with Tengen Uzui a lot! He's such a powerful and tactical hashira. You always miss the way Kyojuro warmly smiles at the sight of you two together, yet it never reaches his eyes. He can't say he likes it. Oh, how strange it is that the murderous intent he feels for Uzui is even more than the one he feels towards demons who knows? Maybe he has killed people for you already. The moment you return from Uzui's flash mentorship, you notice Kyojuro's protective stance over you.

"Y/n. You know something? There's a tradition I do for all my tsugukos. They must wear a version of my haori while under my training. Understood?" The odd manipulation was masked with saccharine sweetness as he placed an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to his side, "Understood?"

"All right! I'll be honoured to wear your haori!" You smiled brightly at him. Then, as you slipped the already prepared by him haori onto your frame, you beamed. It was so pretty! You were so proud to be his tsuguko.

You didn't realize that Mitsuri never wore his haori while training as his tsuguko, you're special.

KYOJURO RENGOKU | THE FLAME HASHIRA

❝go ahead and live with your head held high. no matter how devastated you may be by your own weakness or uselessness, set your heart ablaze.❞

hey! yess!!

warm sugar

pairing: rengoku kyojuro x reader

genre: comfort, fluff, domestic

warnings: mention of period pain

synopsis: when period cramps hit hard, rengoku refuses to let you suffer alone.

SFW and NSFW headcanon and drabble of the Flame Hashira