#kyojuro is a girl dad i will not take criticism

[strawberry-lemonade-kisses]

Dragon Kyojuro cries when he holding your baby for the first time, the little horns that you constantly complained about feeling, even though they were dull the uncomfortable pushing as she seemed to headbutt your belly button irritated you. His hands run over the ridges that her wings will grow from, now just soft lumps. He admires her scales, though she has less than he does, more skin than scales he's in awe of the fusion of you two. He's looking at her like she had built the world for him, she was his world. You both were. He grasped your hand with his free one, words failing to come to him as he finally looked away from her sleeping form, barely an hour old and already exhausted. You were no better, exhausted but glowing. You had been cleaned and changed, the many midwives and Ruka had worked hard to make you comfortable in the nest of pillows and blankets Kyojuro has made in your spare room, which had come in handy as your pregnancy came to an end. You had grown increasingly uncomfortable sharing a bed with him, your body aching in every way until you were cradled in fluff and satin.

"is everything okay?" You noted his silent cries, not mentioning it but his lack of words has worried you as he stared at your daughter again. He looked up at you, waterlogged eyes locking with your own before he nodded.

"perfect. You have worked so hard and been through so much pain to bring her into this world. I am in awe of her. Of you. Your strength, your resilience. Now I may have you in my bed again and she may join us as well." You gave a half nod, too tired for more.

"will you lay with me? And her too? I am tired but I want time with you" there wasn't time for a full breath before Kyojuro was making room for the two of them. Using his free arm to maneuver your aching body so he was cradling you and your daughter. You sighed in content, sinking into the heat of his body as you listened to the soft breath of your daughter.

[simplysimpingsimp]

HI, I LOVE YOUR STORIES SO MUCH!

Especially with Dad!Zenitsu! I also have a small request if you don't mind! Can I ask for something fluffy with Rengoku?

Like, Rengoku just returned from a mission in the Mugen Train, wounded but alive and Reader just runs around him with medication, bandages, just wanting to help him! And maybe small cute confession? If you don't want to or can't do this, it's alright!YOU ARE WONDERFUL, MWAH

Hi hi Ilumin!! Ahhh you’re so sweet TT I’m so glad to hear that you love my stories, that means so much to me !! Of course you can have this request <3 !! Rengoku means so much to me and this request is what I wish would have happened at the end of the Mugen Train arc T^T but anyway! This is a very sweet request :D as always I’m sorry for any mistakes, I will gladly go back and fix them!! I used fem pronouns for this one but if it’s not to your liking then I will gladly go back and change it 0:! It’s no problem at all :D!! And I’m super sorry for taking a while to get to you TT

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🔥 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

🔥 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚘𝚔𝚞 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

🔥 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: 𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛

🔥 ⚠︎︎⚠︎︎⚠︎︎⚠︎︎𝚝𝚠: 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍⚠︎︎⚠︎︎⚠︎︎⚠︎︎

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Hurriedly she ran to where Rengoku was being taken for his critical injuries to be treated — the butterfly mansion.

She felt no tiredness, neither the burning in her muscles as she ran or the scratches from bushes she cut through to shorten her pathing. Her heavy steps kicked up dirt clouds from the path as she nearly reached the front gate.

Y/n had been out on her own mission away from her usual area around the butterfly mansion as a sort of combat medic where she would treat the injured demon slayers before the kakushi arrived. Bandages and medications were stashed away in her satchel, she was sure he had arrived at the mansion already but she felt that she needed it.

Fearful thoughts raced in her head as she prayed for his safety and that he would be fine by the time she arrived. Tears burned in her eyes as she prayed to any being that he would still be breathing, that it was some sort of sick joke that he was in critical condition.

“Please Kyo, j-just hold on,” she panted out as she reached the gate with tears streaming down her warmed cheeks.

She ran in, as if on cue Tanjiro guiding her to where he was recovering.

Tears rolled down her cheeks in large droplets as she hurriedly approached his beaten form after quickly thanking Tanjiro. Falling to her knees, a sob escaped her lips as she watched his sleeping form. How much pain did he have to endure?

Her hand delicately stroked the yellow hair she adored, as she examined all the bandaged parts of his body. The way his chest would staggardly rise and drop, there was no doubt he was struggling to just breathe.

“K-Kyojuro,” her voice meek and broken as she cried into the bed.

A soft groan filled her ears as she watched him stir, hearing a pained expression and feeling a familiar hand on her head.

“D-Don’t cry N/n, I-I’m fine-e,” his voice weak and low, pain lacing every word he spoke yet there was a gentle smile on his lips.

She continued to cry, shaking her head, “H-How could I n-not cry?!” She sobbed out as her hands gently gripped onto the blanket that covered him.

A pained snicker left him joined by a quiet wince, “Y-You always w-worry too hard, b-but I’ll be f-fine. I a-asked Shinobu i-if she could p-put me under y-your care.”

A light blush tainted her cheeks on top of the blush from her crying, “I tr-trust you’ll t-take care o-of me,” his words resonating in her heart as she vigorously nodded and gently held onto his hand.

“I promise! I promise I’ll get you back and running in no time,” she spoke as she wiped away her tears, a faint smile on her lips.

“That’s my girl,” his voice soft as his eyes fluttered closed and he fell into deep sleep.

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Months passed as she helped him rehabilitate and heal. Every minute of it she loved in the sense that she grew even closer to him, but it always brought her sadness when she would watch him struggle. Yet Y/n admired the way he would push through obstacles and his continue on with his work ethic, hardly did he ever get frustrated with himself as he did his best.

“Good job today, Kyo!” She cheered happily as she brought over his meal and medications, “I’m so proud of the progress you’ve made.”

He smiled brightly at her, now donning an eyepatch on his left eye.

He hummed, “Mm! And it’s all thanks to you! Thank you for the meal,” he almost yelled out as the tray was set on his lap. His voice was endearing and loud as it always was.

She giggled as she heard every ‘umai’ as he ate his meal with a gentle blush on his face.

It made her heart flutter and feel full with love seeing the goofy flame hashira recover at astounding rate.

Just a few months ago, it looked like he would just barely make it and he would become a husk of the man he was. And yet, there he was. The same Kyojuro, as if nothing had happened to him. His smile was still the same, just as bright and charming. His gaze remained the same, despite his eye being hidden by an eyepatch. Everything about him was the same. The determination and devotion to his duty as a demon slayer was admirable yet she wished that he would think of himself every so often.

Recalling an interaction when he took her in for training before sending her off to do her final selection exam, she could hear his loud voice say, “You’ll do great!”

As Y/n remembered that charming smile on his face as she nervously blushed, hesitancy in her gaze as she peered onto the path surrounded by wisteria.

His touch on her shoulders was soft as his smile became gentle, “N/n, you worked so hard to get to where you are. You are as strong as the swordsmen in the upper ranks of the corps, I’ll be waiting for you, okay?”

He gently draped his haori over her shoulders, before patting her head for a final time and encouragingly pushing her onto the path, “You can do it!!”

Y/n blinked her e/c eyes slowly, as she realized…

She was in love with him.

Y/n felt her face warm, realizing she had been staring at him unknowingly before quickly ripping her gaze away from him who was distracted with his meal.

“N/n, are you okay?” He spoke concerned as he reached over to touch her forehead.

She squeaked, “Ah yeah yeah I’m okay! Don’t worry,” her voice sounding panicked but adorable.

He chuckled as he finished his meal, gulping down his medication with tea before carefully setting the tray on the wooden nightstand.

“Kyojuro, could I tell you something?” Her voice soft as she looked down, the blush on her cheeks darkening.

“Mm! Please do,” he looked at her attentively with a soft smile.

“So there’s this person..” her voice trailing.

“Is that so?” He responded curiously.

She nodded, “And I really like him.”

“That’s amazing!” He exchanged with a bright smile, “Who is it? Who is it?” he questioned curiously, “I need to know who to warn to protect you at all costs.”

A furious blush formed on her face as she got close to him before gently flicking his forehead with a soft pout, “It’s you, dummy. Kyo, I-I really like you..No, not just like...I love you! And I’m certain of it.” she looked away from his yellow ringed ruby eyes as her blush became pink, “But I don’t expect you to feel the same,” a saddened smile on her lips, “That day when you lent me your haori, I felt so at peace. Like you were there with me, encouraging me to get through any trial I encountered at the final selection.”

Y/n fiddled with her fingers as she felt her heart nearly burst from embarrassment and worry, “That’s all I wanted to say,” she looked at him with a soft smile as she braced herself for probable rejection.

He looked at her, watching her nervously play with her fingers. Kyojuro laughed, that same hearty laugh that made her heart flutter.

“What makes you think I don’t feel the same,” he spoke lovingly, “I love you too N/n! You’re the reason why I’m still here today. You’re the one that saved me and encouraged me to heal and get better,” he placed his hand over hers, “I realized that I’ve loved you since we met! One night when I had a dream about you!”

He chuckled, “You looked so beautiful in white,” he wiggled his forked eyebrows making her blush return as a dark red.

With a reddened face, she leaned in and gently kissed his cheek. As she was about to pull away, Kyojuro brought her back and kissed her lips lovingly and sweetly.

Fireworks blasted in her as her heart pounded aggressively in her chest as she felt her lips embrace his. Love evident in every crevice of his soft lips as he gently moved along with hers before pulling away, that adorable cheeky smile on his lips as a light pink dusted his cheeks.

“Well I guess that means you’re all mine now,” he spoke proudly with a smile lacing every word, “I love you N/n!” he shouted.

Y/n couldn’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm as she nodded with a gentle smile on her lips, “I love you too, Kyo.”

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