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OH COME ON! SHE DOESN'T LOOK THAT BAD! she probably shouldn't be so fancy free with so many new and unwanted houseguests crowding into her poor little home. As dilapidated and below living standards it was, Ramshackle dorm was now her home and she'd really of liked it to stay that way. But she's nothing if not a gracious and understanding hostess! (BETTER THAN A CERTAIN BIRD-BRAIN.) But still, not being able to prance around her ghostie infested dormitory in whatever she wants anymore is such a drag. Cause all these boys were here, doing all their boy stuff, with their stinky deodorant and ruining the décor. For all the sketchiness that Octavinelle brings they're at least the most tidy and polite. She can thank Azul for keeping them on a tight leash. Everyone else though? UGH...

Yuyu thought she was in the clear considering it was half - past - ass o'clock here in Twisted Wonderland EST and everyone was snoring loudly in their beds. She trudged out of her room. Not all dolled up, wearing just an oversized t-shirt, short-shorts and a long fluffy robe that she bought online because she deserved it. Being a night owl herself she was using this relative silence for some much needed R & R so she was wearing a face mask. Had pulled the hair out of her face in a bunny headwrap and she was scooting down the hall to the kitchen to find out if cucumbers over the eyes was really something people did. Until she wasn't.

The sound of increasingly fast footsteps rung loud and clear in her ears, and the vision of a seafoam green was a bolt thundering right towards her. Her babbling couldn't get questions out fast enough she ended up just shrieking in confused fright at Sebek who was about to maul her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

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it's always been you-kyojuro rengoku

(anime in gif:unknown)

tw:arranged marriage, short mention of abuse (shinjuro rengoku)

initial tags:pre-established reader background, kyojuro rengoku, female reader, demon slayer:kimetsu no yaiba, kyojuro rengoku lives au

genre:romance, slow burn (attempted), angst (if you squint. maybe?)

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let you break my heart again-laufey ft. philharmonia orchestra

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in the embers-sleeping at last

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authors note:the last few days have just been filled with so many potential ideas that i haven't exactly fleshed out (yet). today is the day i (hopefully) feed my moots with more kyo content! talk to you later! enjoy!

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Morning breaks as it brings a sheer glimpse of hope for the new day. The first rays of subtle light pour into the windows of two separate bedrooms. The marriage of two young souls illuminates in such a way that would shock many. Two bedrooms across from one another. One holds the secrets of a man who is shrouded in complete mystery. While the other, holds the heart of a woman who yearns for more. 

They married in the fall with hopes that in the upcoming new year, a child would be conceived. However, the pair still hadn't even shared their first kiss. A marriage with an empty marital bed and empty hearts. A constant reminder of what was always meant to signify their relationship-

Simply an arrangement.

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Walking along The Flame Estate halls, a woman of poise and grace emerges. You would expect nothing less from such a woman born into such prominence. Perhaps this is what annoys him? Perhaps she is overwhelming while in his presence? For over a year, each conversation they surprisingly had was always filled with slight tension. As if her mere existence brought pain to the man of the house. She never understood why, her mind just filled with constant doubt-

”Why marry someone you don't entirely agree to?” ”How can one hate me so much?”

Her thoughts echo throughout her mind. Despite this, she is determined to remain by his side. Playing the role of his perfect wife-

Because while he would never admit it…you are the perfect wife.

You are perfect for him.  

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My mind races as I walk towards our kitchen. My fingers trace along the hem of my robe, before finally grabbing hold of the soft fabric. Ruby red that compliments my delicate skin-the red boosting the radiant fire within my heart. I was a fool to think this would catch his attention. Nothing seems to ever do just that. Oh how I wish to be more than just strangers. 

Breathing deeply, I prepare a few bowls and place them on the countertop, careful to keep the noise to a minimum. However, before losing myself, he makes his presence known. At this moment, I take time to watch him. Pulling a chair out from the dining table, he takes a seat.

“Good morning Kyojuro! Perfect timing, I was just about to start breakfast!”-I spoke with a familiar fondness. I can’t help but crave for more, my voice makes that abundantly clear. 

A grunt of satisfaction for my duty leaves his lips. As if this is my queue, I begin to cook-

All for him.

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His father was estranged for a time from the young boys of the home. Senjuro, being the youngest, had a hard time remembering his mother. As if the young boy couldn't go through any more hardship, his father grew distant and abusive after her passing. Though, from my understanding, the relationship between the three grew recently. 

Kyojuro, after dancing with death, had survived the events of The Mugen Train. The battle with an upper moon demon had changed his heart according to many. During his recovery however, the light grew brighter on the other side. While he lost the battle, he gained what their dear mother would have wanted. 

Now, though not officially retired, he still takes on light missions to remain active duty. I never pried where I felt I couldn't, at least…not to him. His father approached my family over a year ago, believing marriage would help ease his eldest  son into a more relaxing life. I was deemed the perfect match for such an outstanding man. A young woman who was raised in the same prefecture as the Rengoku family truly would have been the ideal fit-

If only he had seen it sooner.

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  Serving his breakfast on a tray, I place it in front of him as he sits patiently at the table. I took the time to make his favorite. Most mornings, while he never explicitly said, I cook his breakfast and excuse myself. 

“There you are.”-I speak softly with a hint of disappointment. The same disappointment he is far too familiar with. 

“Thank you Y/N”-He spoke,

Kyojuro didn’t know what was wrong. Thoughts running wild as he catches her every movement. The sunlight that grows and pours into the window captures her skin beautifully, illuminating her purity. He looked down at the tray as he caught that familiar sense of tension, though it seems as if it isn't as prominent this morning. His heart feels warm.

“You’re welcome Kyojuro”

“Please let me know if you plan on leaving for duty today…I will pack your things.”-

Her voice was alluring, even with the slightest hint of sadness. Kyojuro watches intently as she removes her apron. Her kimono underneath is now on full display. 

“You are gorgeous. You always inspire awe within me.”*-His thoughts ran.

“I-I…-He stayed quiet for a brief pause. He was about to ask you to stay. To not leave him, for once. He wanted to ask you to stay by his side until he left…but he knew he couldn't-.

“I’ll be going out for a mission today”-He tried to ignore the sadness growing on your supple face.

Before leaving, Y/N looks into his eyes with a softened gaze. Her words flowing freely-

“O-Oh…a mission? Again? I-I mean of course! You are The Flame Hashira! I will pack your things right away! When will you be leaving?”

With a sigh, he responds.

“Within the hour.”

“I see. Well, if you’ll excuse me”-

Another day without him. It seems this is all we are meant to be. Two people sharing one roof without any love. 

Walking to the back of the Estate, I enter his own bedroom. Immediately, I pack all while my eyes trail to his room. His unmade bed with blankets teasing the floor. 

“Such a large bed…and yet we don't share”-I thought as my hands placed firmly atop his bed. My fingers trace his sheets. The bed smells like him-I like it. I wish we could be more. I wish he would try.

Eventually, I grow weak with emotion-I find myself sitting on his bed, caressing what little bit of him I can have.  

Kyojuro-

The developing feeling of warmth quickly becomes bittersweet. My mind fills with thoughts of her and grows immensely each time we meet. The past year has been difficult for us both, moreover, it has been incredibly unfair to her. 

Growing up, my parents loved one another deeply. Their electrifying love inspired me to find something similar-

“Will I ever have love?” “Of course sunshine–you’ll never be alone.”

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I haven’t even touched my food. The food she made. My thoughts became too overwhelming-

“So much for ignoring my feelings.”

Soon, I get up from my seat and slowly find my way back to my bedroom. She’s there, I know it. She’s in my bedroom, taking care of me even if we live separately. 

Quietly, I round the corner nearing my room. I don’t want to startle you. Entering the cracked door, I see you running your fingers through my sheets. 

“My body is stiff, why? My cheeks are hot? Why?”

I can feel myself growing, almost…jealous? Why am I feeling this way? Taking a deep breath, I speak-

“Y/N? What are you doing…?”

An audible gasp leaves her beautiful lips as she frantically finds her own words. Something about losing her train of thought? How cute-

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Y/N-

“I-I finished packing y-your bag!”-My voice is frantic as I slowly approach him with his belongings in hand. Slowly, I bite my lip, nervously attempting to rationalize my desire to be close to him. I want to be husband and wife. But it’s clear he doesn't feel the same. 

Kyojuro was silent for a moment. Although, I would take his silence over his single word any day. A single word that further sends me down my own spiral. 

“...Okay.”-He speaks.

As I stand a mere few feet from him, I hold out his bag and keep my head low. The embarrassment is all too much for me to handle. A sigh releases from my mouth-

“I-I know you don't like me, and it seems that you never will. I’m sorry for pushing the boundaries this morning.”-Without looking up at him, I walk past him and out the door. My heart stings ever so faintly at the prospect of such a sad excuse of a marriage. 

For a moment, I felt the release of tension. A pause that abruptly ended as the sound of movement echoed behind me. My wrist turns hot as I feel his hand wrap around me. 

“Wait”

This is the first time he’s touched me. The warmth of his hand travels down. His fingers lace with mine perfectly. The calloused hands signify the hardwork and dedication he carries with him. My heart skips one, two, three, maybe four beats- 

“...I…I don't dislike you-”

That came out awkwardly, and I think he noticed. His hand shakes slightly. This innocent touch was enough to make me do the same. 

“I don't dislike you Y/N.”-While the facade of confidence stuck out like a sore thumb, his awkwardness was rewarded by my own delicate smile. My body straightens as I look into his eyes. Slowly, he starts to shy away. 

“O-Oh I see…”-I whisper softly as I relish in the feeling of our warmth combining. 

“Kyojuro? T-Thank you for telling me that.”-Hesitantly, I removed my hand from his. As I walk away again, I whisper.

“You should get dressed. You must leave soon-your mission? Remember?”

With this, I begin to calm myself from such a high. A simple touch from him is enough to send me over the edge. He’s never been so forward before. We’ve never touched each other before. I can’t help but feel…happy.

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Kyojuro-

Shocked. I couldn't grasp the sudden quick action I had just taken. I can’t stop the way my heart is racing. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I can’t do this to her. But what if? What if I had one more touch? What if I hugged her? To feel her frame against mine? To feel what they had? The idea of being alone never worried me. I was always confident love would find me. Now…I fear for my future. Simultaneously, I’m bringing her down with me-

Confused. I enter back into my room, sliding the door shut. My hand still has her lingering warmth attached to it. My lips curve into a smile as I begin to feel euphoric. The emotion she brings out of me makes me feel like I still have a chance to earn her affection. Those few seconds when I touched her hand, and that smile that appeared subtly on her face. 

I didn’t realize this at first, but my heart yearns for more. I want more of this. 

I want her. I do.

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As the morning continues to build within the home, the once apparent loveless void is finally growing. The cracks in the foundation being nurtured with the first touch of romance. Suddenly, being apart for now doesn't seem all that bleak. 

Y/N silently sits by the open deck. A book in hand as she awaits her husband. Though, she fools no one. She wears her heart on her sleeve proudly. The flush in her face never fading as a certain glow fills her to the brim. 

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Y/N-

Moments pass and soon, the faint sound of his door sliding open and shut can be heard. While the thought of him sacrificing himself weighs heavily on my heart, I can’t help but feel honored to be by his side. As Hashira, he is responsible for our safety. He dedicates his entire being to protect the weak, and this is just one of the many traits I fell for. His manhood is defined by protecting those that deserve to lead simple, full lives. Yet, there is a part of him that remains gentle. 

“I’m ready, Y/N.”

As those words ring in my ear, somehow, I feel different. My lips release a soft hum as I slowly stand from my spot. Book in hand and feet moving, my fingers brush against the spine nervously. 

“So that you are…”-I smile to hide my growing disappointment. The last thing I want is for him to view me as a sad burden. He has gone on many missions since we were wed. Most of them lasted longer than a week! But this? This time it’s different. Our hands touched, and we held each other for just a moment. We had shared the first blossom of a new found bond. Just once, just for a moment, I finally felt as though we were meant to be. 

“How long will you be away this time?”

To my surprise, he smiles as his voice becomes bright-

“Just a day. I’ll be back tonight…Y/N.”-Just like this. Every time he leaves, we remain in this dance. Almost as if we both have more to say. But, that’s impossible-he still doesn’t see me as his wife. Biting the plush of my lip, I nod my head as my words fail me for now. 

He’ll be back tonight. This is enough to bring me some comfort-

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Kyojuro-

As we sit in a short, yet peaceful silence, our eyes meet. Words no longer deemed necessary. Taking one last glance at her, I grab my bag. My lips relax as my smile begins to fade-

Content. It has been such a long time since I felt this liberated. She makes me feel as though I am more than capable of letting go. 

Reaching the edge of our back garden, my hand goes for the latch. Almost gone-until she calls out for me. As I stop completely, I turn around and meet her gaze. 

“Yes, Y/N?”

Once more, the air grows thin as I feel entirely lifted. Two simple words that I’ve heard over and over again. But this time, it’s different. The subtle desperation in her voice send tidal waves of emotion to overflow within me. 

“Be safe.”

I have nothing to say. Nothing seems to be enough. I can’t help but just simply stare back into her eyes. The same eyes that I have come to adore so much. Everything about her makes me feel…oh so many things. I’m supposed to leave now…but would it be so bad to stay? Would it be so bad to hold you close? Her words. Two simple words drive me crazy. They make me feel as if all that truly matters is…your love.

“I will…”

I finally said. 

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The hours for each of them had played out differently. For Y/N, her morning had quickly gone. Her morning after he departed was spent taking care of the home. Every detail must remain unchanged and perfect. Perfect for him. She never minded all the housework-

“Always a pleasure to take care of the man that provides for me”-

Despite the relationship, Y/N had always found herself taking care of their every need. Including taking care of his father and brother. Senjuro had grown quite close with Y/N. Always wanting to be near the pair, and each time he visited, Y/N could not help to wonder when it would be her turn to experience motherhood. A woman with big dreams, yet grounded to the prospect of having her own family. Senjuro truly fueled her passions.

Ruka would be proud. 

For Kyojuro, time slowed. His mission sent him off to a nearby village. Sightings of a low ranking demon lurking within the shadows. Thankfully, during the report, Kyojuro was relieved to find out there hadn't been much damage to the community. As always, he is still determined to fight till the bitter end. 

The wonders of her plagued his mind. But, he did not mind it. In fact, he welcomed his emotions to take over his mind. How could he let her roam this life alone for so long? To be married but not welcomed? The never ending fear of leaving someone behind due to his responsibility conflicts with his true feelings. 

“I could not forgive myself if I left her alone”-

Dancing with death truly changes a person.

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Kyojuro-

Home. That’s what I see. The sun is setting behind me as I clutch my bag tightly. My nerves begin to rise the closer I get to home, to her. I wonder what she’s doing? Is she resting? Have I crossed her mind today? Perhaps she thought of me as I did her? Everything I felt then, I crave to feel again. 

As I approach our Estate, my feet begin to pick up the pace slightly. The excitement grows as I shed away the feeling of secrecy. To fall for her is my greatest pleasure. I just hope she accepts. 

Just then, a shadow passes in front of a window. It’s her. She’s pacing back and forth, seemingly frantic. A small chuckle escapes my lips. She seems nervous. Reaching our gate, I haven’t once left her. My eyes feel full as I watch her every move. I can't help but stare. 

“Y/N?”-Calling out to her as I enter our home, she stops in her own tracks.

“God she’s radiant”-

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Y/N-

Just then, a familiar voice echoed, my lips curving slowly. There he is, my husband. His uniform is slightly dirty and wrinkled. His hair flowing down behind his broad shoulders. His face was soft despite the hardships of the day. 

He doesn't seem injured! No blood, no scratches! Good. 

Walking towards him, now standing a few feet in front of him, my eyes finally reach him. 

“Welcome home Kyojuro.”-My voice is soft and gentle as I take in him completely. A certain fondness hidden within my demeanor. His eyes stare back at mine as we take in each other's peace. He took a step closer now-

“Y/N.”

Nervously, I stutter. The way his smooth voice says my name brings joy to my full heart. 

“K-Kyojuro! H-How was your mission? Was it successful?”-Shyly, I begin to fidget with my hands, a nervous tick. 

“Yeah, it was. And now, I’m back home safely.”-Home? Home? He’s inching closer now. His warmth reaches my core as his arm reaches forward. He looked at my hand briefly. He’s never been so close before. I’m enjoying every moment with him, however I can't help but feel myself slowly shy away. To spend an entire year with my husband, and not have any form of contact, to then suddenly be given a bit of affection? How strange? 

“May I…hold your hand?”-My ears ring as I flush red. As if we could just simply ignore the sudden call to such intimacy, I attempt to change the subject. Poorly might I add. 

“I-I’m glad to hear it! Oh! Before I forget! I-I made you a small dinner. You must be hungry!”-Biting my lip, I await his reply. I do not know if this is okay for us to do. This all feels so foreign. 

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Kyojuro-

Inching closer to her, allows me to feel her warmth. Her being captivating me as I look at her soft supple skin. Her small hands that work tirelessly for me. My lips curve before I can even think. To hold her hand would be a divine pleasure I would love to indulge in. A simple touch. That’s all I ask. 

My shyness is killing me, but she shamelessly makes me weak and brings me to my knees. An uncharted wave of feeling that I want to explore with only her. 

“Changing the subject? How cute.”-I thought.

“Thank you, I definitely am hungry…”-For just a moment, I tease her with a bit of relief. A pause allowed me to capture her once more. Her lips. The temptation becomes my downfall as I feel myself grow impatient. I want to hold her hand–so, so badly.

“Hold out your hand, Y/N.”

An audible gasp escapes as her cheeks glow a faint pink. A small simple word melts me-

“Y-Yes…”

Her delicate hand lifted in front of me as her eyes shone with anticipation. She’s eager. This is everything I had imagined about. Soft, puppy love taking hold of us, finally. My calloused hands reach for her, as we meet, I smile. A true, genuine smile. One that signifies my readiness. I want to fall for her-

“May we walk together?”-There is nothing else on my mind but you.

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Y/N-

“A walk? B-But your dinner? It’s getting late Kyojuro!”-My blush deepens. I can feel it. His hand squeezes mine slightly. This affection he is granting me–everything I have been craving for is finally mine. He finally sees me. 

He wasn't listening to you. He couldn't bring himself to hear your words. Your lips, your soft and delicate hands. He wanted nothing else than to just have your company. The bright smile creeping on his face told you enough.

“Let’s just walk, just for a while”-With his words came a sudden rush of pure euphoria. My shy skin sheds as my comfort grows. He is all I need. And I’ll be damned to lose this opportunity. He is mine. I simply nod my head as he takes the lead. Time had slowed as he took gentle care of me. Our garden being the perfect spot for a time such as this. The moon is now rising as remnants of the sun slowly disappear. 

The long silence, while calm and inviting, breaks as we make time to sit side by side. 

“Y/N…”-His voice trails before he lets out a short sigh. His body shifts as he turns to face me. His knee brushed against mine. Yet another foreign touch-

“...why haven't I held your hand until now?”-His question stumps me as I look up at him. Could he be genuine? Shall we take the next step and break these walls? To be honest and undone? 

Making up my mind quickly, I speak in a hushed tone.

“I-I do not know Kyojuro. Your mind is a mystery I’ve wanted to explore for a while. However, you're not alone…”-I pause to catch my nerves. My words carry me as my thoughts try to catch up.

“I’ve spent many nights wondering why we are the way we are. You have brought me a great sense of relief asking me such a simple question. Thank you.”

The sound of the night beginning to fall upon us amplifies as the silence becomes apparent once more. Flickers of light begin to pop like small fireworks. Lightning bugs surrounding the nearby shrubbery. The sound of rustling brush fails to hide the feet of critters passing through. Oddly enough, I feel no tension. The air is clear and so is my mind. 

His hand squeezes mine as if to let me know he’s still here. Right by my side. 

“O-Oh…you’re welcome. I-I feel as though I really didn't do much. In fact, I know I haven't done much…”-His voice lingers for a bit before continuing his train of thought out loud. 

“This marriage must have been difficult for you. I’m not exactly a man that you would be proud of.”

He’s right. This marriage has been difficult. I had such expectations for us. I fantasized endlessly during the weeks leading to our wedding. I always chalked up his cool demeanor as just nerves. Though, my dreams finally broke apart the evening after we had announced our nuptials. The heartbreak I felt gradually took over, until eventually, I allowed myself to get lost within my own marital duties. That was all I had. Although, the Rengoku family as a whole still welcomed me and made me feel somewhat comfortable. His father kept reassuring that his son's behavior truly was out of the ordinary. Being a veteran to the corps, Shinjuro understood all too well the pain his eldest son felt. Shinjuro suffered just as much-

“Just give him time, he’s been through hell and back. This second chance has been granted to him while feeling as if he isn't deserving of such a thing.” 

“Kyojuro, you may not be the husband you expected yourself to be. But please, do not cut yourself short. I am still proud of you. You are a man worthy of praise and admiration. You have been blessed with the perseverance of a true warrior–your mother would be proud.”

Treading lightly, I speak from my soul. I’ve waited an entire year to finally have a moment to share with the man I married. His father shed well deserved light on the hardships of their livelihood. Shinjuro lost his wife to terminal illness. Losing the spark to his flame, he burnt out. Turning to alcohol as a way to temporarily forget his pain. Senjuro grew up having only faint memories of their mother. His brother, having to sacrifice his own youth to raise such a gentle boy. Regardless of such tribulations, I firmly believe Ruka Rengoku would be immensely proud of her son. 

I am wholeheartedly proud of him. 

Slowly, my gaze returns to him. Not knowing what to expect, I began to admire his eyes. His eyes filled with a spark I had never seen before. Wide and bright, I smile softly as my eyes soften. This is all I need. His attention directly focused on only me. As if I am the only woman in the world. 

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Time is frozen as the two share a slice of heaven on Earth. At this moment, Kyojuro had finally seen Y/N in all her glory. Reminisce of his mother found in her. The woman he had neglected had given him yet another chance to prove himself worthy of her love. They are absolutely smitten. 

Kyojuro-

Her words tug playfully at the strings of my heart. She’s delicate and careful with me. She doesn't see my behavior as something to fear. She sees the man crying out for something, someone–she sees me. My waterline stings painlessly as I feel the flow of water. Looking at her, keeping her hand within mine, I can’t help but feel seen. The soft curve of her face that carries the many expressions yet to discover. Her lips curve into a smile that I never want to fade. The bridge of her nose that my eyes follow to meet her caring gaze. 

You are so beautiful-

“Y/N? C-Can I ask you something?”-With a smile, all I have now is the aching thought of her lips against mine. I don't know where to go from here, all that is certain is that I crave her more. She is my undeniable cure to my own loneliness–I’ll be damned to ever let her go. Without hesitation, she speaks-

“Y-Yes! Of course”-Our faces close as the setting of such serenity illuminates the ethereal beauty that sits before me. Tightly, I grip her hand and lead her towards my chest, laying her palm flat. My heart is pounding-

“Do you-As the hardest question undoubtedly brings back the tension within me, I breathe in and out deeply before asking. My heartbeat skips as her fingers tease the buttons along the front my uniform-

“Do you…love me Y/N?”

Intimate and vulnerable. How I want to be with her always-

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Y/N-

Do my ears deceive me? Perhaps the otherworldly glow of the moon hazes me. No? If that were true, why does he hold my hand against his chest? Why does his heart beat so quickly? Why do I feel so dizzy? So lightheaded…

“I-I am unsure if answering will benefit us in any way…considering the state our marriage is in…”-Taking a deep breath, I lower my head. Looking at my lap, my one lone hand clenched the hem of soft fabric. I feel myself choke up, full from the intensity of such a telling question. 

But–

“H-However, if you must know…Kyojuro. I do. I do love you.”-My voice just above a whisper as I close my eyes. My confession out and in the open air. The moon and stars as my witness. 

The way his hand slowly lets go of mine, I keep my hand firmly upon his chest just for a moment longer before swiftly reuniting my hands with one another. My body heat rises as I begin to realize how absolutely vulnerable I am now.

“Y/N…”-He whispers my name as he moves even closer. The space between us is almost non-existent. His hand travels up my arm as his finger trails the fabric of my sleeve. Soon after, he reaches the curve of my face. Caressing my cheek gently-A foreign touch welcomed.

“Y/N? May I kiss you?”-His voice melting me once more as a hint of pure love falls from his beautiful mouth. Looking up cautiously, his touch became needy. 

“W-What? K-Kyojuro? The sudden shift…the affection? Why now? This isn't like you!”-

As they sit together, the touch of his hand becomes needy as he pulls her close, alluding to his desire. If you would let him, he would love nothing more than to touch your skin all night long. 

“Y/N, I’m only doing this because of you. You’ve changed me. Your touch, your skin, your lips–everything about you is a never ending addiction. I’m affectionate because of you.”

My face is filled with anger, confusion, and love. All hitting me at once. My slight anger stemmed from the surprising shift of romance. To have me wait for what felt like an eternity, is truly cruel. My confusion gives me up with the furrow of my brow. Why now? We’ve never kissed, and yet…

“I’ve been holding myself back from you. I was such a fool to treat you so coldly from the very beginning. You deserve a man. If you would allow it…Y/N, I want to be that man.”

And all at once, my doubts and questions fade away from my mind. In an instant, my dreams of being his piece back together. The water that had built along my waterline trickled down in short streams. One tear, then two, now three-

All he could do is just look at you. Every inch of you is becoming more and more addicting. Why hadn't he noticed your beauty before? You made him feel so intense, and yet it took him almost too long to finally acknowledge this love. Dipping his face closer to yours, he wipes your tears as he stays mere inches from your lips. 

Kyojuro daring to not move an inch closer until he knows. His eyes peered into yours silently begging for this. And as the angel you have become in his eyes, you had blessed him-

Your lips meet each other as you both close your eyes. The warm, foreign feeling of velvet melting together perfectly brings you both to each other's complete devotion. He kept quiet as he wanted to hear more of that gentle whimper. For once, he allows his heart to take over-

Our lips move in sync as now both of his large hands caress my face. Drawing me closer to him, leaving no room for us to leave. As if I ever would. 

The dance we share is more intimate than anything we had ever shared before. Our first kiss together is electric. His soft tongue running against my bottom lip as our continued passion exposes our hidden desires. The sound of almost lewd noises fall from my mouth and pour into his. The crisp night breeze being the only thing that cools me down–chills raising the hairs along my arms. In an instant, he pulls away, whispering against my lips. 

“Y/N…”-His hands fall from my face as they drop to hold my frame. His embrace reassuring me. 

As I whisper his name back almost breathlessly, I rest my head gently on his shoulder. My face is glowing with love. 

“I love you too…”

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As if a part of Y/N had already known this, she let out a deep breath of relief. Nuzzling close to him, her face buried into his warmth. You had done something to him truly. Your warmth against his body felt perfect. He couldn't get enough of you, he never wanted to stop having more of you. This was all his soul needed. The beat of his heart now belongs to you. 

Their long awaited love now slowly unraveling before their eyes. Neither wanting to ever let go of the pure joy they’ve been blessed with. Kyojuro had finally found the one to set his heart truly ablaze. 

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authors end note:not gonna lie, i had such a hard time ending this. i knew i wanted to leave it quite open, (just in case i decide to write a smutty pt. 2 teehee), but whew my head hurts. re-reading, me thinks this is just fluff wanting to be something it's not (angst). oh well, as long as you enjoy it, i’m happi! did anyone catch the callback i did to the infamous kyojuro comic done by @/kammi.lu!? i adore their art omgggg! the rengoku family deserves such happiness. it’s what ruka would of wanted. oh, and i tried switching pov’s. not really sure if i did good. i’m telling you, it’s been so long since i’ve written ficccss! this is harder than i remember! props to the authors that pump out stuff daily! y'all work harder than the devil. okie! goodbye for now! (kyojuro brainrot is real)

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many thank! -babbi₊˚⊹♡

-08/05/23 (my birfday)

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Intro

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Who am I?

𖤓 Jordan/Jords/Pluto

𖤓 she/her/hers but I'm okay with any

𖤓 writer

𖤓 spiritual/witchy

𖤓 sapphic

𖤓 fifteen

𖤓 gemini

𖤓 infj

𖤓 I have OCD, anxiety, depression, and have struggled with eating (both involving weight and not) so minor tw for that

𖤓 pacific time zone

𖤓 meee

Who/What do I mostly post about?

𖤓 my life

𖤓 Taylor Swift

𖤓 The 1975

𖤓 boygenius

𖤓 Gracie Abrams

𖤓Maisie Peters

𖤓 Ethel Cain

𖤓 Lorde

𖤓 Percy Jackson & The Olympians

𖤓 The Mauraders Era (fuck jkr!!!)

𖤓 The Maze Runner

𖤓 The Hunger Games

𖤓 Classic Literature

𖤓 Dance Moms

𖤓 True Crime

𖤓 Whimsigoth

𖤓 fashion

𖤓 poetry

𖤓 Laurie Halsey Anderson's books changed my life

What are my hobbies?

𖤓 writing: songs, poems, stories, rants, essays, any kind of writing really

𖤓 crocheting

𖤓 playing guitar and piano

𖤓 reading tarot

𖤓 blogging (duh)

Where else can you find me?

𖤓 Spotify

𖤓 Pinterest

𖤓 Wattpad

𖤓 Discord is @/dragonfliies

𖤓 writing side blog: @cookedbabies (amazing name ikr)

What other artists do I listen to that I don't post much about?

𖤓 Conan Gray

𖤓 Chappell Roan

𖤓Olivia Rodrigo

𖤓Mitski

𖤓 The National

𖤓Laufey

𖤓Sabrina Carpenter

𖤓 Fleetwood Mac

𖤓 Joni Mitchell

𖤓 + a ton more

What Do I Collect?

𖤓 CDs

𖤓 Rocks/Crystals

𖤓 seashells

𖤓crazy socks

𖤓 posters

𖤓 bracelets

Misc I guess?

𖤓 currently reading: We All Looked Up | The Great Gatsby | A long tmr fanfic😭

𖤓 weird interests: mythology | cults | lobsters | clocks

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[abbysstillhere]

Intro!!

I'll start with the basics...

My name's Abby, I'm 16, and I don't like to call myself coquette but yeah I'm coquette lol

I'm interested in fashion, magazines, nature, film, travelling, music, makeup, etc! I'm not very good at listing my interests but they'll definitely be visible through my posts ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚

(This blog sometimes has a running queue! It publishes two posts a day<3)

My Pinterest: @abbysstillhere

DNI: MISANDRISTS, misogynists, anybody above 20 (unless I give you some reason to interact with me), sh blogs, ed blogs, anti-recovery blogs, gore blogs, ppl who only post about politics (keep it away from here please), pro-trump blogs, and possibly more 💗

I would love it if people interacted with me! I'm not very good at starting conversations but I do like talking <3

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✰ posting daily about dsmp, mcr, twitch and youtube, politics + history, assorted podcasts + tv shows + musicals + musicians + video games ✰ no queue i do what i want forever ✰

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[carnivigorous]

Simple gorgeous manicured nails; pink and glossy with blood and skin clinging on.

[miniimapp]

4*TOWN On Social Media

Gen ;; Crack - Headcanons

Warnings ;; none

Proofread + Edited ;; HA.

Auth. Note ;; WELCOME TO DAY 15 OF THE 4*TOWN CHRISTMAS COUNTDOWN !! Bet y'all didn't think I'd actually last this long because I know I didn't lmao

Enjoy !! <3

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Aaron T - An Absolute Troll

Literally everyone saw this coming

Just because it's so true lmao

The biggest shitposter you've ever seen

Will post anything, anytime, anywhere

He posts how he talks,,

with not brain to mouth/text filter

T really likes social media though

I feel like he'd try to get himself cancelled

But like,, for a fun thing yknow

And as a joke

His audience literally would too,, they'd bring up a post from before the band where he talked about how he didn't like a movie or something

Probably Annie,, I have a feeling T has a passionate hatred for the original Annie movie for no apparent reason

Anyways,, he posted a hate post on it, fans found it and then #aarontisoverparty started trending out of nowhere

AND HE LOVED IT !!

When T's not shitposting he posts almost exclusively Britney Spears fanposts

I have a feeling that he actually worships the ground she walks on

Mainly T just gives the people what they want

That includes homemade memes

Straight of his little noggin

Maaann,, if there's just one thing T could choose to be proud of in his life it's his meme collection

At least 1 every day

Mans has a literal queue of daily memes lined up months in advance

Jesse - Internet Grandpa

Jesse doesn't understand memes or internet slang

The boys (read: T) find this hilarious

Is it as bad as everyone, including myself, makes it out to be ?? No, of course not

But is it more fun to call Jesse old and watch him struggle ?? Yes !!

Jesse's actually quite proficient with technology which is always a surprise to people and Jesse loathes it

The amount of times people have been shocked and praised Jesse when he's gotten even the simplest computer thing right is astronomical

The boys love this because it's one of the only times Jesse swears

He doesn't post often but when he does it's absolutely golden

At some point Jesse decided if he can't beat them, he'll join them

And so he made it his bit to post purposely terrible selfies with the boys and the most formal captions ever publicly

On the internet

For the world to see

And he doesn't regret it

Not one bit..

He especially loves it when T and Tae openly mock him and reply to his posts on their accounts

Who doesn't love a good ol' quote tweet amirite ??

But yeah, when he actually posts seriously it's all promotional

For the most part he's just Grandad style pictures and terrible dad jokes

Omg Jesse's dad jokes literally trend every time he posts one

No one knows why, or how, but Jesse likes to rub it in the other's faces that he went viral before them and multiple times too

Aaron Z - Offline For the Foreseeable Future

This man never posts

I am telling you,, he never posts

Z might post promotional a story when he's bothered about it for weeks upon weeks but a proper post ?? Not a chance

No one knows why

There are actually some conspiracy theories behind it

Some people believe that he's actually a robot which is why he's so stoic in interviews and never posts

Z and T have a good laugh whenever they find a new Z conspiracy

Thing is,, Z has a private account under a different name

And that account is UNHINGED

The range of posts goes from like,, one word to a whole ass novel

Z just posts what he feels

His page's energy is that of T's but mildly calmer

Calm chaos if you will

Z's priv account is also a conspiracy theory, except everyone thinks it's a fan account or a furry account or something

I feel like Z just loves the confusion of posting random pictures on his public story with the only caption being "iykyk"

Everyone starts freaking out like,, wHaT !?!? WhO knOWs wHAt hE's oN abOuT !?!?

Then he'll start laughing about it on his private account

Hannah Montana style fr

He always gets the posting question in interviews

His answer is the same every. single. time.

"Don't wanna post, so I don't post."

He's getting fed up with questions about his posting habits fr, let Z live

Robaire - The Only Professional One

Only ever completely professional band stuff

Pictures of the guys and a caption saying "Stay tuned.. 🎶"

The BIGGEST promotional tease under the sun istg

None can escape Robaire's professionalism

He sends 4*townies into the biggest panics

He will get 4*TOWN trending within 5 minutes over an ambiguous caption and if that isn't promotion idk wtf is

He also reposts fan works,, whether it be covers of their songs or fan art or writing

Robaire loves that stuff,, he loves that people feel able to use them to express their own creativity

He wants to encourage that creativity and see it prosper

Another thing Ro will do is host qna's

He'll send out a post asking for questions

He always replies to ask many as possible but sometimes the amount of replies is just too much

Robaire likes seeing what people think of him and the band

A fair few questions are about how the band started out and he loves answering those questions the most

They're probably his favourite kind

Ro just finds it so cool that people now come to him for advice on how to start out as a musician

People just like who he used to be

The interactions, the real, organic, non-set up ones are what Ro loves about social media

He can connect with the 4*townies in a way he never could before

That connection means everything to him

Tae Young - Online Gremlin

Like Robaire,, Tae also sends 4*townies into frenzies over promotional content..

Unlike him, however, Tae Young posts unapproved spoilers to his account

He literally is the leak

The mindset is to leak the stuff before anyone else can so at least they're in control

He doesn't leak anything professional either,, only short acoustic snippets or lyric run-throughs

Kind of smart ig

Ish..

But as I've mentioned before, Tae takes loads of mugs of the other members

And where else would he post them but on his public feed ??

The guys hate him, the 4*townies love him

And hey, fair's fair, Tae will post unflattering pics of himself too

But everyone knows it's a good day when Tae posts because chances are he'll have some more meme-worthy content of the boys ready to be edited to hell and back

Sometimes Tae will repost the other members posts with hate comments

Any post of Jesse's is getting riddled with "old" immediately

He loves to do those fairy comments too, only to the other members though

Tae is probably the most interactive with fans tbh

Even more than Robaire

He'll just starts conversations with 4*townies in the comments, sometimes it's weird drama, sometimes it's a very thorough analysis of a Shakespearean play

If anyone thought T and Z were chaotic they are not ready for Tae Young and his page of horrors

Literally the most all over the place page out of everyone

But arguably the most entertaining page also

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Hope you enjoyed !! <3

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okay, first of all - i love these:

alice in borderland

attack on titan/shingeki no kyojin

fear street

dead poets society

chainsaw man

haikyuu

atla

hunter x hunter

jujutsu kaisen

stranger things

harry potter

percy jackson (i stopped reading the books bc i didnt have time to read before, might pick it back up again after the queue i have on my reading list.)

tokyorev

i kind of forgot the others shgdahjg however, these are my main shenanigans rn - i only write abt dps, aib, maybe hq soon - but aib and dps are my focus as of the moment.

now in terms of aib, if u want to request something, i write hcs, and fanfics about kuina, arisu, chishiya, usagi, ann, heiya, mira, kyuma - all of the characters ig BUT NOT NIRAGI SUGURU and BANDA SUNATO.

i might get flamed bc of this, but i won't write anything abt THEM- except slander ofc (don't get me wrong, i love dori sakurada (niragi's actor) sm and hayato isomura (banda's actor) ) - i don't support the shits he (niragi) did in borderland - illusion or not - i hate what he did to usagi and to those people. banda on the other hand is literally a wanted serial killer who killed 4 women SO BIG NOPE

so yep !! i don't write nsfw also, i alr put that on the other note.

in terms of dps, AAAAA JUST PURE WHOLESOMENESS FR and a bit of ANGST heheeh just that and few hcs abt the main dorks poets

that's about it !! ily all !! <33

[frankenhookersmonster]

me writing this steve x succubus!reader smut for fictober rn

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