#yandere kyojuro

[animeyanderelover]

@lucyrose9820 asked: Kyojuro, Mitsuri, Sanemi, Kaneki, Touka and Sebastian with a darling who has a siamese cat who is a bit aggressive except with the s/o?

Tw: Yandere themes, jealousy, protective behavior,delusional mindset, paranoia, abduction

Tags: @lovley-valentine7 @chxxz @leveyani @flaming-vulpix @naeho @kanaosprotector

S/o owns an aggressive Siamese cat

Sebastian Michaelis

🐈‍⬛We all know how Sebastian feels about your little companion who lives in your house. He adores the cat with their gorgeous blue eyes, soft fur and cute paws. The aggression the cat occasionally shows towards him doesn't even face him in the least bit as he annoys your little friend by picking them up, cuddling them and petting their body. He uses your cat as a little excuse to spend more time in your own house and for once he isn't completely deceiving you. Of course he uses your feline as an excuse to spend more time with you by offering to look after them when you have work to do or by helping you when it comes to buying food. The fact remains that Sebastian has a soft spot for cats though so the fact that you own one makes everything even better. He definitely brings cat toys over for your cat and tries to play with your cat they are in the mood for it. He always has a calm smile on his face even when the little one uses their claws on him as seemingly nothing about your cat can anger him. He's even proud about the fact that your cat is never aggressive around you. You really are a natural with cats, aren't you~?

Ken Kaneki

🔲​You've been worried sick for your cat the moment Kaneki abducted you and begged and shouted at him to let them stay with you. Your angry words instantly trigger his paranoia as he hastily apologizes before he scurries away to retrieve your cat for you. When he returns, your cat is busily clawing at him, clearly unhappy as they hiss at the stranger who just took them. With your cat now at least present in your life, you seem to be a bit happier which is better for Kaneki's mental health. Even whilst you are abducted he wants to make you happy and if he can be useful for you by buying all things you need for your gorgeous cat and can additionally make you happy, he definitely latches onto this chance. It's obvious that the cat doesn't like him though as if clearly knowing what he did as he tries to get them to like him at least a bit. You'd like him if your cat would like him after all. So he wastes hours getting scratched before his minor wounds heal all whilst attempting to get your cat to like him. Sometimes he is jealous though when he watches you being all affectionate with your cat. Please give him some pets too.

Touka Kirishima

🟪​As long as your pet isn't a bird because this lady has a confirmed phobia of birds, Touka can accept the fact that you have a cat as your companion. She's never had any pet before in her life so as much as she probably doesn't want to admit it, she has besides some very basic knowledge not much of a clue what a cat probably needs. Honestly, initially she is a bit warily around your Siamese cat because of their more aggressive behavior at times because she is worried that you might get hurt. Touka is a bit overprotective after all despite her not willing to admit this so easily so she'd be pretty pissed if your cat were to hurt you due to their slightly more aggressive personality. She slowly drops her more cautious behavior when she realises that your cat is a ball of fur and sweetness around you though. She doesn't mind if the cat stays in her apartment for a short amount of time but she isn't willing to keep your little friend for longer periods of time with her just yet because she doesn't want them to scratch at her furniture. Also, your cat should ever be brought to Anteiku she will keep a close eye on them so that they don't accidentally find the unofficial pet of her workplace, the bird Hetare.

Rengoku Kyojuro

🔥​His reaction is all benign when he gets to hear that you are raising a pretty feline within your home. As your lover he obviously sees it as his duties to also look after your pet too and he stomps into this new duty he assigned to himself with unmatched enthusiasm. Sometimes it is honestly a bit painful to watch Rengoku because he is so set on getting the cat to like him that he tends to ignore the signs of the animal that they are uncomfortable and feel threatened yet he keeps that smile on his face even if your little friends swats after him with their claws. Honestly, his straightforward actions when it comes to your cat really remind you of how he went on about courting you. You're always feeling a bit guilty though when your cat gets aggressive ans scratches him but he laughs it off and reassures you that it isn't bad. You have a fierce, little friend with you. Now, obviously it would be different if it wouldn't be him getting all scratched up but you in which case Kyojuro would be very set on removing the cat from your home. He wouldn't allow you to keep someone close who hurts you in any way after all.

Kanroji Mitsuri

💓​She is squealing the first time you bring her home and she sees your pet. They're so cute! Can she cuddle with them? Mitsuri adores your cat because they are so adorable and fluffy and she just wants to pet them all day. Mitsuri isn't really scared of your Siamese cat and their slightly more aggressive behavior but she definitely feels sadder over time. Your cat seems to be quite attached to you but her attempts to pet your cat or get closer to them don't really seem to work. Is she doing something wrong? She just wants your cat to like her too because they are precious to you yet nothing she does helps her. She's acting sillily sad, especially when your cat hisses at her and tells her clearly that they don't appreciate Mitsuri gushing over them and trying to touch them. She never hates your cat for their behavior though because she can see how much you love your pet and how much they appreciate you in return too. The only thing she is a tad bit worried about is their occasional aggressive personality. She wouldn't want others or you to get hurt because of this slight aggression your cat sometimes shows.

Shinazugawa Sanemi

🌪️​Is it silly to get in constant fights with your cat? Because if it is, prepare for the pettiest scene you could have in your house as the Wind Hashira constantly bickers with your pet. Sanemi is already a pretty aggressive individual to the people around you yet this apparently even extends to your freaking cat! They don't like him and they make that pretty obvious and Sanemi in return dislikes them equally as much. He could swear that this thing is giving him some attitude and he does not appreciate it as it constantly claws at him or meows loudly if he tries to be affectionate in front of you. Sometimes he seems to realise how ridiculous he is behaving by cussing and insulting an animal who just gives him a bored look in return before it walks over to you for cuddles. Worst is that sometimes you refer to Sanemi as your cat in human form since both share some aggressive traits. Not only is he worried about you mentioning your cat's aggressive traits but also somewhat humiliated that you actually compare him to your cat. He tries his best to not lash out with your cat when you're around as he just gives them a silent death stare as they hiss at him and show their teeth.

[theyanderespecialist]

Base Yandere Kyojuro Rengoku Headcanons: Obsession In Flames (Demon Slayer)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am excited to do this one, it was a YouTube request, but I did it on a few other places as well! So I hope that you all enjoy this chapter here!] 

(Disclaimer: The Flame Hashira Kyojuro Rengoku is not Yandere in canon, but he is 20 years old in canon. This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine, just do not be illegal or gross about it! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank You!) 

-Base Yandere Headcanons With Flame Hashira Kyojuro Rengoku From Demon Slayer- 

.Kyojuro takes an enthusastic approach to his posisition as a Hashira. 

.He comes off very cheerfull and eccentric. 

.He is a very go lucky man and look on the bright side of things. 

.He had a love for you, and is always in the best mood when he is near you. 

.He loves you so much and from the nature instilled in him by his mother, he believed that he had to protect you, as he is strog and that means he has to protect the weak. 

.Even if you are strong he has a strong urge to protect you and keep you safe at all costs. 

.So he is a protective yandere to his core. 

.He would also be a knight in shining armor type of yandere. 

.Being the one to come to your rescue you and save you from harm if there is harm. 

.He is not the typical yandere because he is pure of heart. 

.So he would not be the typical blood thirsty or muderous yandere. 

.He does become jealous a frustrated when there are other rivals trying to steal you from him. 

.He will make sure that he gets stronger and stronger, so that he is always the best choice for you have, and he can always keep you safe and sound from other his rivals. 

.He is a honorable yandere, with strict moral. 

.As long as he is the best choice for you and you want him he will never let you go. 

.But if you want someone else and that someone else is worthy he would step to the side, and let them be with you. 

.But if they cross the line and this other person harm you, cheats on you, or does anything like that he will put them in their place and teach them a lesson for hurting and or breaking your heart. 

.He believes in hard work and training for a good work ethic and values in whatever you do. 

.And he would support you in almost anything you do, as long as you give it your all and live your lige honestly. 

.He would be a very supportive yandere in which he supports you in almost anything and almost everything. 

.He will do what he can to support you as well. 

.Though beneath his carefree and cheerful self he is a man who can be very tatical and serious. 

.This is something that actually helps his yandere side, he might be an honorbale yandere but he is also very much thinking 10 steps ahead at all times. 

.He knows how to win you over and he knows how to get rivals to give up and leave you alone without hurting you. 

.He is very confident in how he can win you over and make you you his. 

.He is also very confident that he knows what is best for you. 

.The Yandere side and his Serious taticaul nature would make the perfect storm to do whatever it takes to keep you safe, even kidnapping you. 

.In his dellusional yandere mind he is keeping you safe and sound and knows that one day you will be able to forgive him. 

.You just need the time to see what he is doing.... ALL That he is doing has always been for you! 

.Ultimetaly he would deal with rivals by first testing if they are worthy and if they have earned your heart. 

.If they had he will stand by and let your love blossom, but the moment they step out of line he will strike.

.He will also be critical of every move they make and he will even be hopping that they step out of line! 

.When they do step out of line, he makes sure they regret it, and it justifies that he can keep you safe and sound and that he is the only one worthy of you. 

.Side note he is a family man and would want a family with you, if AFAB he would want to have one with you as the birth giver and if a afab he can easily adopted a child with you and keep you and them safe. 

.But if you really did not want kids of your owns he would be the type to get a bunch of furbabies. 

.Full on Dead Ass Stare and confidently saying. "THESE ARE OUR BABIES NOW!!" Holding a baby animal ready to raise it with you.

.He also is a very, VERY Forward yandere. When he finally decides to confess to you, which can either be a long game, or almost right away saying. you and him were meant to be and that he is will be the one to love you forever and ever. 

.Whenever it is that he tells you how he feelings he will go a few ways. 

.You say yes he is going to kiss you with so much passion to win you over. 

.if you turn him down he will react two ways. 

.If he is chill about it he would respect you and watch over you, while still trying to earn your love. 

.If he is at the point he has had enough with his yandere side he knew that he will knock you out, asking for your forgiveness and that he is just doing what he thinks best for you. 

.After this he will endure every bit of fight you have against him, working his way to win you over and he knows one day it will all be worth it and you will love him just as much as he loves you in return. 

.In the end He is a VERY Passionate Yandere that will earn your love one way or another. 

.His obsessive love is like a flame, it burns bright and shines through the roughest of nights. 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Another chapter is done! I hope you all enjoyed this, I really got into it! Stay Sexy, all of my sexy mufffins!]

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

The fire pillar from demon slayer meeting Exsotica as she heading to a lord house to entertain them but the run to a carrange probably and they both happen to meet

Meeting someone other worldly and kind would be something

Exotica | Meeting the Flame Hashira

Well first and foremost this would never happen cannon storyline

By the time you show up in this universe it's almost a year or two before Kyojuro is fated to die

But with the tidbit dropped in the Art headcannon it’d seem that Kagaya would eventually summon you to the estate

But that couldn’t be the case because you never can’t leave the Yukaku District

Daki and Gyutarou have been ordered to hold you there 

And of course, the Red light district suddenly becoming more famous for your existence would sooner send the art of you than sending you on your own

They’d risk losing you to bandits, obsessed fans, demons

It would just be too much for the Red District to lose their favorite cash cow

Not to mention if Kyojuro ever stepped foot near any of the houses

There’s no way that both sides would remain clueless

Kyojuro’s too adept for that Daki and Gyutarou would never let this fly on account of That Man’s orders 

The conditions for this meet would rely on the luck Exotica does not have, and it can’t be too far from the Yukaku District:

“HELLO THERE FAIR MAIDEN!”

You were by the river taking a rest from your travels and from the carriage that housed Warabihime. You didn’t mind spending extended hours in Daki’s disguise, in fact, you preferred it. Her clinginess was kept to a minimum and she’s in a much better mood; usually too distracted by you to badger her own staff. But you were able to excuse yourself heading into the sunlight to relieve yourself as well as get a look at the majestic scenery you could only read about in manga/only fawn over in anime. Either way, you sent a smile and greeted the demon slayer. 

You recognized him immediately—who wouldn’t, but you refrained from expressing any sorrow. Instead offering to give him food. You had plenty in abundance having done the Edo equivalent of a celebrities tour. And you happily sat with the Hashira as he munched on his provided meal.

“YUM! YUM! DELICIOUS!”

You let yourself giggle, drawing the fiery eyes of the Hashira as he tilted his head into confusion. 

“I don’t mean to sound like I’m making fun of you. I’m just curious as to why your so vocal while eating?”

The hashira finished his bite giving you his glowing smile. 

“I BELIEVE IT’S BEST TO VOICE EVERYTHING YOUR HEART! ESPECIALLY WHEN THAT CHANCE MIGHT BE TAKEN FROM YOU!”

“Wow, it sounds as though…your speaking from experience.”

He gave a hearty laugh before continuing to eat befor cleating his mouth once again. 

“ON THAT NOTE, I’D LIKE TO SAY YOU’RE ABSOULUTELY BEWITCHING! MARRY ME!” 

“Haha Rengoku-san, you’re very funny but I don’t think I can.”

“HAHA PERSISTENCE IS A VIRTUE TOO MANY LOSE HEART THAT WAY! MARRY ME!” 

He would repeat the same declaration all throughout your break before one of the young maidens called you on behalf of the oiran. When the time came you bowed to him, encouraging the hashira on his way. Before you depart he grabs your hand, and with a grim theme to his expression he gave you a promise.

“I WASN’T JESTING WHEN I PROPOSED THIS TO YOU. ONCE MY MISSION IS COMPLETE I WILL FIND YOU AND MARRY YOU. SAFE TRAVELS MY FLAME.”

Releasing you to begin his jovial trek to whatever mission he was on. Standing still in genuine stupor you were broken out by Warabihime’s calls. Returning to the carriage you urged the demon’s worried cries as well as your own. 

‘What was that and why did it feel so…true?’

[kurooandkenmasslut]

Hello! Can I have maybe have a scenario or oneshot request of Rengoku with fem reader please! (If request still open) :D

We all know kyojuro would nicknamed his s/o "Little Flame" right? What if his s/o suddenly told him like:

"If you call me your Little Flame then..I would warm you with my Love! <3"

Not in dirty way! something sickly sweet request! What would Kyojuro react hearing what reader said to him?

Omg YES!!! I live for 'Little flame' and i feel like it's definitely cannon that he'd say this to his lover!!

Allways 💗

You loved kyojuro. You love love love love him. He calls you some pet names like "my darling" "hunny bunny" "gorgeous" "pretty" "dear" "love" "stunning" "'drop dead gorgeous'" and so much more.

But as much as you loved his pet names for you, you wanted something more specifically for you. Around town you often hear people call their loved ones the same. You were debating in your head if you should ask him, but, you ended up doing so.

"Umai!" "Kyo honey?" "Umai!" "Kyo?" "Umai!" "Kyojuro!" "Um-" and that's when you lightly slapped his head to get his attention. He turned his head, his golden and red hair swishing with the turn. "Ah yes! Sorry my dear, it seems that I've been to absorbed into appreciating my meal that I haven't heard your calls of my name! What do you need, my darling!" He cheered, a nervous pit in your stomach forming.

"I need to ask you something." You mumbled, looking everywhere but his eyes. "Yes of course! What do you want me to answer! I'll answer any question you fire at me, my love!"

"I was thinking about.. the names you call me, I love them, I really do! But I was thinking something more specialised.. for me?" He didn't say anything and you glanced at his facial expression. His fierce eyes gleaming with determination, his eyes almost telling you to continue.

"So.. what about.. little flame? If you call me that.. I'll.. warm you with my love!" You confessed. You really hoped that he wouldn't think you were weird or anything. You pushed back those thoughts immediately, kyojuro is a kind, wise, loving, funny, brave, and a loving boyfriend. He would never, never, never, ever, think you were weird. But all you had to do now, is wait for his response.

He gave out his hearty and cheery laugh. "Why of course my little flame! I calling you something more specific to you is creative and smart! So, I would be honoured to call you something as meaningful as that." He announced. He opened his arms, which you engulfed him with your body as you two hugged and laughed. You didn't notice he moved his arms and poked at your sides and started tickling you. "Stop stop stop!" You screamed out gleefully. You almost cried out in laughter. But he stopped, picked you up, laid you down on the sofa and flopped on your stomach. You started petting his hair, and softly tugging out the tangles in his hair. He yawned before closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around your waist. You don't know how, but everytime you started combing his hair with your gentle fingers, he's always dazing into dreamland.

If you didn't love him as much as the world before, well, you certainly do now. And you will always love him, no matter what life might crash in your way, you know that you wont take anyone else but him.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I did kyo lover! Please reblog and share this! I appreciate and love when people reblog! Not only reblog my work, but others too! Stay hydrated and eat well, I hope you have an amazing day <3 also, this isn't re-read so I'm really sorry if there's any mistakes, I don't really have time anymore to fish out any, thank you for reading!

[novaleepeach]

[sukunaes]

Yandere Kyojuro is really something else... I WANT MORE !!!!

[the-faceless-bride]

Some Of my current ideas and obsession Blurbs (if you find any of them interesting, I'm open to hearing ideas 👀👀)

Part 2 ->

Imagine being a demon...

Imagine Part of your power has to do with death, corruption, and seeing who someone was when they were alive... as a demon, the death of Rengoku Kyojuro broke you. He was such a beautiful, loving, caring man. Giving such an unfair and unfortunate death... you just couldn't accept this...

Imagine You bring him back as he springs up after your ritual. His hair was a mess, covered in dirt, his clothes ripped. He gasps for air as if it was the first he's had in centuries... "Poor unfortunate soul, so sad, in need... come allow me to give you a second chance."

Imagine His horror. Him. Now a Demon. Tethered to you. Unable to die again unless you give him permission to do so... he tired. Sat in the sun. But while he felt weak and itchy, he didn't die. He hated it. Hated himself. He hated you. You who, while yes, didn't have malicious intent. Who gave him a second chance at 'life' as you called this... you who brought him back and unlike when he was alive in his final moments felt no pain, no hunger, he hated you.

Imagine slowly helping him come to terms with his eternal life. From Enemies (one sided) to Lovers letting him stay with you in your small hidden village of other demon families that have also been brought back and tethered to you. Still fulfilling his dreams, taking down the demons who "lost their humanity and deserved their eternity to end."

Imagine the conflict you face, when His once friends and found family find him... a demon... still classic Kyojuro but yet so different... what do you do? An angry group of Hashira Pillars cursing you for what you did to their friend. Kyojuro broken and ashamed of what he is once more at the heart break of his friends being scared of him, some of them hating him all together...

Imagine him calling out to you, help him. Make them listen. Please. His Angel... his little firefly... please make them understand. He can't bare the way they look at him... help him... he needs you.

Rengoku Kyojuro × demon Reader Trope: Enemies to lovers

Now also Imagine being a demon...

Imagine being a demon who was so desperately, hopelessly, in love with Gyomei Himejima. Hopelessly devoted to a man who didn't even know you existed. You watched him at night, singing your sweet song and lulling him to a deeper sleep each night. Wishing nothing more than to one day be able to caress and memorize every inch of his mind, body, and soul. Wishing to kiss his soft looking lips...

Imagine desperately trying to deny what you know is true... you've heard it from your fellow demon 'friend' over and over again. And tonight, you were desperately trying to hold on to your dreams... "[name] just face it... he's a Demon slayer. A hashira. And to him, you're a monster... that something no amount of love is going to change. You'd be better off not thinking about him anymore. If you really love him, you'd let him go... besides a pretty human girl will probably catch his attention sooner or later..." You hang your head as tears fill your eyes, it's not true... it's not. He could love you. He could...

Imagine one day, you run into him in the Forest. The Forrest trees are so thick that the completely block out the sun, it's only a small section of the Forest. You liked to come here to lay in the flowers, and apparently Gyomei had thought the same...

Imagine He needed a quiet place, today had been a very hectic day. No peace and quiet today at all. He'd simply sat under a particularly large tree, focusing on his breath. You'd sat so unbelievably still. Not wanting to move and risk ruining this perfect moment. You were so close. You'd never been this close to him before and it made every part of your cold body ache.

Imagine accidently rustling the flowers catching his attention instantly, and he jumps to stand in a defensive position. You quickly kneel head pressing to the ground as you apologize for disturbing him, and not wanting any trouble. But oddly he doesn't attack you and instead he apologizes for startling you. At first you were confused. But then it clicked, you Had not attacked him like a demon would. He's blind. He doesn't yet realize you're a demon... this was it. Your chance. To speak to him. To hear him address you... to hear him say your name...

Imagine Pretending to be human, making it seem like you were a measly human girl who came here to sit in the flowers to relax... and this was how it went for some time... days turn to weeks, and weeks turn into months. You'd been keeping this secret of yours for 3 months, your love for Gyomei stronger and flame of obsession brighter. And he'd become so open to you. Telling you almost eveeything... sure you'd felt guilty lying to him... but you just couldn't let him. Go...

Imagine one evening, the sun setting, the fireflies and the colorful flowers surrounding you... you gain the courage to confess... stilling your heart of how much you admire him, you know that he way not feel the same way... but even if he'll never belong to you... that's OK, you are happy to just dream and be his dear friend... but to your shock and joy he accepts your confession. He's gained feelings for you. You could almost cry... but then... in an instant the happiness... your happily ever after was ripped away from you in an unfortunate series of events "Dearest... your hands are so cold..." - "GYOMEI!" A his friend Mitsuri calls out her foot steps quickly approaching, more footsteps following behind. "AWAY DISGUSTING MONSTER!" she cries her sword just barley missing you as your arm is severed clean off. And instantly Gyomei's face goes through so many emotions... worry, Confusion, shock and finally realization... and he let's you go. You dash away vanishing... "Gyomei! Are you ok?! That awful creature tricked you! She must've planned to devower you then and there if I hadn't noticed your absence! Are you OK my friend!?" The sounds of other Confused voices all speaking over each other planning to find you... Gyomei thinks of her question... is he OK?... honestly... he doesn't know...

Gyomei Himejima × Demon Reader Trope: unrequited love/Forbidden love

[love-me-satoru]

Not the thought of yandere!Boyfriend that would tie up some random guy that was flirting with you and then fuck you in front of them.Them squirming against the ropes watching your tear filled eyes. Loud moans and your boyfriends fat fucking cock pushing into you at a brutal pace. Their cock straining against their jeans. “Look baby he’s hard.” You couldn’t process your boyfriends words until his hand wrapped around your throat Pulling you flushed against his front. “I said look slut.” your eyes glancing back at the man tied to the chair. “Good girl.. Now cum for me baby. Show him what he’ll never get.”

[animeyanderelover]

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, clinginess, stalking, abduction, manipulation, threats, intimidation

Tags: @leveyani @kanaosprotector

This is fine

Kamado Nezuko

💕​Nezuko's clinginess and atalking tendencies aside, I think the biggest problem you are going to face is her protective brother who, whilst smelling that you have no bad intentions, is still showing a tad bit of caution. Whilst Nezuko is able to tell that her darling is uncomfortable and that her questionable actions play part in it, she is genuinely not able to grasp the full extent of the situation which is why you get more often comforting head pats as if that will help you to calm down. It isn't like Nezuko is very frightening but she is still someone who goes where you go and who even stalks you, even when you are asleep. Admittedly, she is partially quite protective in doing this too. When you do grow more comfortable around her, she senses that and whilst she may not be able to detect what exactly happened to solve the problem of your feelings, she is happy now that you are feeling happy too and finally stops fussing over you now that there is nothing she feels like she has to worry about.

Kocho Shinobu

🦋​Shinobu of course knows about her obsession but she has done well to hide it behind her sweet facade so far, although eventually all secrets have to be exposed in the face of danger. She is such a little menace with her sweet smile but her threatening aura to the point where you are scared of the woman who knows the one or other thing about poisoning someone. There is always something fake about Shinobu in the way she presents herself which keeps you on your toes. I reckon it is probably when she has the heart to open up to you that your perspective slowly changes as you see a vulnerable and genuine side she hasn't shown you before. Shinobu, as witty and quick-minded as ever, recognises how your feelings start changing and feels happy about it. Yes, she is using that a tiny bit to her advantage but at the same time she starts giving you trust she hasn't given you before. A part of her is still fully committed to poisoning you if you were to try to escape her though.

Rengoku Kyojuro

🔥​It is not common for a man to choose another man as a romantic partner but Kyojuro brushes off all possible criticism with a fierce enthusiasm that scares the people who had to give their comment in the first place. It is that enthusiasm and his sheer determination that is your problem though as Kyojuro has his beliefs that do not waver. He is convinced that your relationship will work, he is determined that he has to protect you as his lover no matter your own status and sometimes all of this can be downright oppressing. It is just exhausting to argue with him because he will never listen to the words that go against his own determination and conviction. So instead of arguing you at one point just embrace the flames of his feelings as you are too tired to fight against him and that is how you start getting used to him and his behavior. Kyojuro himself is highly pleased as he sees that you start seeing his point of view, as optimistic as ever and more loving now that all tension is gone.

Daki

🌺​How can you not love her?! As someone who has been spoiled by her brother and who has always been praised as a beautiful woman, Daki is very entitled as she genuinely believes that you have to love her simply because. The wariness you present her with though is not what she expects and she makes her upset feelings quite clear to you as she insults you, screams at you and throws her temper tantrums where you even get hurt as you are the first man who has not kneeled before her beauty. Accusations and wrong ideas that you do not find her beautiful are in her head and she cries to her brother that she has never been insulted like that before in her life. Honestly, there is no way that the isolation doesn't play a part in your change of heart around Daki. You would do yourself a favor by having that change of heart quick though and in return Daki will do a real 180 as her pride is restored and she feels validated that she can win ever men's heart which then allows her to spoil you and praise you for your adoration.

Kibutsuji Muzan

🩸​What gender you are honestly doesn't matter because Muzan will still discriminate against you simply for being a human. He doesn't tolerate anything but obedience and fear in everyone he faces so of course you have to displease him straight away. Human, know your place. He is cruel and terrible but he believes that he has the right to do so due to his own god complex so you get little to no mercy whenever you anger him in any way and as you find out pretty soon, he has a terrible temper. I call Stockholm Syndrome because with the way he treats you, there is no way you would fall willingly in love. Muzan has disciplined and trained you to behave properly after all because your previous behavior was intolerable in his eyes. I'm not saying that he treats you good after his training but he treats you somewhat better for as long as you show him the respect he believes he deserves. Then you may get some praise from his side and more affection as you now know how to behave in his presence.

[theyanderespecialist]

Yandere Flame Hashira🔥Kyojuro Rengoku X Gender Neutral Listener (Demon Slayer) 

[gothicxreylover]

I love your yandere hashira au. Can you do a fic of when the male yanderes are in public with their S/o (s/o is basically a house wife at this point) and some pervert comes and squeeze their ass in front of them and has the audacity to make perverted jokes about them afterwards. I can imagine obanai cutting someone's hands.

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I hope you enjoy! I didn’t do Muichiro as he is a minor.

These scenarios contains violence, threats, and unwanted touching and flirting

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Obanai

The market was bustling, the late afternoon sun casting a golden glow over the crowded streets. You were walking alongside Obanai, basket in hand, as you picked out fresh ingredients for dinner. He stayed close, as always, his mismatched eyes darting toward anyone who ventured too near.

��Careful, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice low but protective. His bandaged mouth concealed a subtle frown, but you could feel the tension radiating from him.

“Relax, Obanai,” you said with a small laugh, brushing his arm reassuringly. “It’s just the market.”

You’d barely turned your attention back to the produce when it happened. A rough hand grabbed a handful of your backside. The sensation was fleeting but unmistakable, and the loud, mocking laugh that followed made your stomach churn.

“Well, well,” a gruff voice jeered, “didn’t think housewives were this soft. Lucky guy!”

The market seemed to freeze in that instant. You turned in shock, clutching your basket tightly, your face burning with a mix of embarrassment and anger. But it was Obanai’s reaction that sent a chill through the air.

He was silent at first, too silent, his body stiff as his gaze locked onto the offender. The man was grinning, clearly amused by his own audacity, but that smile faltered when Obanai stepped forward.

“Touch them again,” Obanai said, his voice colder than ice, “and you won’t have a hand left to touch anything.”

The man laughed nervously, holding up his hands as if to mock surrender. “Hey, relax, man. It was just a joke—”

Before he could finish, Obanai’s sword was unsheathed in a flash of silver. Gasps echoed around the marketplace as the blade hovered dangerously close to the offender’s wrist.

“Let me correct you,” Obanai hissed, his voice venomous. “That wasn’t a joke. It was a death wish.”

You reached out, placing a hand gently on his arm. “Obanai,” you said softly, your voice steady despite the tremor in your chest. “It’s okay. Let’s just go.”

His gaze softened when it met yours, but only slightly. “He disrespected you,” Obanai growled. “I can’t let that slide.”

The man was pale now, stammering apologies and backing away as he screamed in agony . “I—I’m sorry! I didn’t mean anything by it!”

Obanai’s blade didn’t waver. “You’ll leave this market,” he said, his tone final. “And if I see you anywhere near them again, you’ll lose more than just your hand.”

The man scrambled away, disappearing into the crowd as onlookers whispered nervously. Obanai sheathed his sword with a sharp click and turned back to you, his expression softening into something more tender.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice quieter now.

You nodded, though your hands were trembling slightly. “I’m fine. Just… surprised.”

Obanai gently took the basket from your hands, his touch careful and protective. “Let’s finish quickly and go home,” he said, his usual calm returning. “I don’t want you out here any longer than necessary.”

You smiled faintly, leaning into his side as you walked. Though his methods could be extreme, you couldn’t deny the warmth in your chest at how fiercely he protected you.

As you left the market together, you knew one thing for certain: with Obanai by your side, no one would ever dare cross you again.

Rengoku

The lively chatter of the festival filled the air, accompanied by the enticing scent of grilled food and sweet treats. You walked beside Rengoku, your hand resting lightly on his arm as you admired the colorful stalls lining the path. His bright smile and infectious energy drew attention, but as always, he only had eyes for you.

“Look at these lanterns, my love!” Rengoku exclaimed, pointing to a stand displaying intricately designed paper lanterns. “Wouldn’t one of these look lovely at home?”

You nodded, giggling at his enthusiasm. “They’re beautiful. Let’s pick one out!”

As the two of you approached the stall, you felt it—a rough, unwanted hand squeezing your backside. The shock was instantaneous, and before you could react, a voice called out:

“Hey there, sweetheart. Didn’t think a pretty little thing like you would have a flame this hot at home!”

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger as you turned to face the culprit, a grinning man with an air of smugness.

Before you could utter a word, Rengoku’s laughter rang out—not the warm, hearty sound you knew so well, but something sharp and dangerous.

“Ah,” Rengoku began, turning toward the man with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, “it seems you’ve made a grave mistake.”

The man blinked, clearly not expecting such a reaction. “What? It was just a joke, man—”

“Jokes,” Rengoku interrupted, his voice loud and commanding, “are meant to bring joy, not disrespect. What you’ve done is no laughing matter!”

In an instant, Rengoku was in front of him, his towering presence casting a shadow over the now-nervous man. The festival-goers nearby stopped in their tracks, the cheerful atmosphere replaced by a tense silence.

“You dare lay a hand on my beloved?” Rengoku’s fiery eyes burned with an intensity that made the man take a step back. “Such insolence cannot be ignored!”

The man raised his hands defensively. “Hey, I didn’t mean anything by it!”

Rengoku’s expression darkened. “No excuse can justify your actions. Apologize!”

The man stammered, his bravado crumbling under Rengoku’s unwavering gaze. “I—I’m sorry!”

Rengoku didn’t move, his eyes locked on the man as if deciding whether an apology was enough. You gently touched his arm, drawing his attention.

“Kyojuro,” you said softly, “I’m fine. Let’s not cause a scene.”

His gaze softened instantly when it met yours, though the fire in his eyes didn’t completely fade. “If that is what you wish, my love,” he said, his voice steady. He turned back to the man, his tone firm. “If I see you behave this way again, I will ensure you regret it. Now, leave!”

The man stumbled away, disappearing into the crowd as the onlookers murmured in awe and fear. Rengoku turned back to you, his usual warmth returning as he took your hands in his.

“Are you alright?” he asked, concern lacing his voice.

You nodded, offering him a small smile. “I am. Thank you, Kyojuro.”

He cupped your face gently, his touch a stark contrast to the fury he’d shown moments before. “No one has the right to disrespect you. Ever.”

You leaned into his touch, feeling safe and cherished. “I know. You’re always looking out for me.”

His smile widened, his voice bright once more. “Always! Now, let’s pick out that lantern and enjoy the festival! No one will ruin our evening!”

With Rengoku by your side, his unwavering love and fiery devotion, you knew you were in the safest hands possible.

Sanemi

The streets were bustling as you walked through the marketplace with Sanemi, your hands full of items for the week’s meals. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd constantly, his presence warding off anyone who might even think of approaching. You felt safe, as always, knowing Sanemi’s protective nature meant no one would dare cross you.

Or so you thought.

You were busy inspecting a bundle of herbs when it happened—a hand groped your backside, rough and deliberate. You froze in shock, spinning around to find a smug-looking man grinning at you.

“Didn’t think someone as sweet as you would belong to someone like that,” the man sneered, glancing toward Sanemi with mockery.

For a moment, the world seemed to still. Then, faster than you could process, Sanemi was there.

“What the hell did you just say?” Sanemi growled, his voice low and laced with menace.

The man flinched but tried to play it cool. “Relax, buddy. It was just a little fun—no harm done.”

Sanemi’s laugh was sharp, humorless, and chilling. “Fun? You think touching my partner is fun?”

Before the man could respond, Sanemi grabbed him by the front of his shirt, lifting him off the ground as if he weighed nothing. His scarred face twisted with fury, and his pale lavender eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve for someone with such fragile hands,” Sanemi spat. His grip tightened as he raised his other fist, veins bulging as though his anger alone could crush the man.

“Sanemi!” you called, stepping forward and touching his arm gently. “Let him go. Please.”

His eyes snapped to you, his expression softening ever so slightly. “He touched you,” he said, his voice still simmering with anger. “He doesn’t get to just walk away.”

“I know,” you said softly, holding his gaze. “But I’m fine, and I don’t want you to cause more trouble. I just want to leave.”

For a moment, he looked conflicted, his gaze darting between you and the trembling man in his grasp. Finally, with a snarl, he released the man, who stumbled back and fell to the ground.

“Get out of here before I change my mind,” Sanemi barked, his voice like thunder. The man scrambled to his feet and bolted, disappearing into the crowd as onlookers quickly turned their attention elsewhere.

Sanemi turned back to you, his expression softening further as he reached out to cup your cheek. “Did he hurt you?”

You shook your head, placing your hand over his. “I’m okay, Sanemi. Thank you.”

His jaw tightened, and he let out a frustrated sigh. “I should’ve done more. Bastards like him don’t deserve to breathe the same air as you.”

You smiled gently, leaning into his touch. “It’s enough that you’re here. I feel safe with you.”

His eyes searched yours for a moment before he nodded, his thumb brushing your cheek. “Let’s go home. I don’t want you out here anymore today.”

You laced your fingers with his, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. As the two of you walked away from the market, Sanemi’s protective grip didn’t falter, and you knew no one would ever dare cross you again with him by your side.

Giyuu

The quiet serenity of the village market was one of the reasons you loved accompanying Giyuu here. The hustle and bustle of people bartering and chatting didn’t seem to faze him, though he always kept close, his quiet presence a constant reassurance. You were admiring a display of freshly picked fruit when the unexpected happened.

A rough hand groped your backside, and a loud, mocking voice followed. “Not bad for a little housewife. What’s it like being tied down, huh?”

Your breath caught in your throat as you spun around, shock and indignation burning in your chest. The man who had the audacity to touch you stood there, grinning as if he had done something clever.

Before you could even process your response, Giyuu was there, stepping between you and the man. His movements were so swift and silent that the offender didn’t notice him until the air turned icy.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Giyuu’s voice was calm—too calm—but his dark blue eyes bore into the man with a chilling intensity that made the air around you feel suffocating.

The man shrugged, trying to play it off. “Relax, it’s just a bit of fun. No need to get worked up.”

Giyuu tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing. “Fun?” he repeated, his tone devoid of emotion. “Is assaulting someone fun to you?”

The man faltered, but his bravado returned quickly. “Come on, man. Don’t be so uptight. It’s not like I hurt her.”

That was the wrong thing to say.

In a flash, Giyuu grabbed the man’s wrist, twisting it just enough to make him wince but not break. His grip was unrelenting, and his expression remained eerily calm.

“You don’t touch them,” Giyuu said, his voice low and deadly. “Ever. If you think this is a joke, I can show you just how serious I am.”

The man tried to pull away, his confidence quickly dissolving. “Alright, alright! I’m sorry!”

Giyuu didn’t release him right away. Instead, he leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper that only the man could hear. “If I ever see you near them again, you’ll wish you hadn’t been born.”

Finally, he let go, and the man stumbled back, clutching his wrist as he muttered incoherent apologies before scurrying off.

Giyuu turned to you, his expression softening immediately as he reached out to gently touch your arm. “Are you okay?”

You nodded, though your heart was still racing. “I’m fine, thanks to you.”

His brows knit together slightly, as if the thought of what could have happened pained him. “I should’ve stopped him sooner. I should’ve—”

You placed a hand over his, offering him a small, reassuring smile. “You did enough, Giyuu. I feel safe with you.”

His shoulders relaxed slightly at your words, though the tension in his jaw remained. “Let’s go home,” he said quietly. “I don’t want to stay here any longer.”

He took your hand, holding it firmly yet carefully, as if afraid to let go. As the two of you walked away from the market, his quiet protectiveness wrapped around you like a shield. You knew that with Giyuu by your side, no one would ever lay a hand on you again.

Gyomei

The peaceful hum of the village market was something you cherished when walking with Gyomei. His towering presence always drew attention, but his calm demeanor and the prayer beads wrapped around his large hands made people keep their distance. You often marveled at how gentle he was despite his intimidating size, especially when he carried your shopping basket with effortless ease.

You were examining some flowers at a stall when it happened. A firm hand grabbed your backside, squeezing it unapologetically.

“Didn’t think a giant like him would have someone this soft to keep him company,” the man sneered, laughing loudly.

You froze, shock and anger burning through you. Before you could react, you felt Gyomei move.

He didn’t speak, not at first. Instead, he stood between you and the man, his massive frame casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the offender whole. The man’s laughter faltered as he craned his neck to look up at Gyomei’s face, which was as calm as a still lake—but the air around him was anything but.

“Explain yourself,” Gyomei said quietly, his deep voice like distant thunder.

The man hesitated, trying to muster some bravado. “What’s the big deal? It was just a joke. No harm done.”

Gyomei’s hands, large and calloused from years of battle, tightened around his prayer beads. “You have disrespected my partner,” he said, his tone as steady as a drumbeat. “That is harm enough.”

The man scoffed, though his voice wavered. “Relax, big guy. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

Gyomei exhaled slowly, the sound deep and deliberate. He raised his head slightly, his unseeing eyes fixed in the man’s direction with unnerving precision.

“Karma will find you,” Gyomei said, his voice still calm, though an unmistakable edge had crept in. “But if it doesn’t come quickly enough, I will deliver it myself.”

With that, he reached out and gently placed a hand on the man’s shoulder. What seemed like a light touch made the man wince, as if the weight of Gyomei’s presence alone was enough to crush him.

“Apologize,” Gyomei said simply.

The man stumbled over his words, his confidence utterly shattered. “I—I’m sorry! It won’t happen again!”

Gyomei released him and straightened, his serene expression never faltering. “Leave. Now.”

The man didn’t wait to be told twice. He bolted into the crowd, disappearing from sight as onlookers whispered among themselves.

Gyomei turned to you, his demeanor softening immediately as he knelt slightly to meet your gaze. “Did he hurt you?” he asked, his voice filled with quiet concern.

You shook your head, though your hands trembled slightly as you reached out to touch his arm. “No, Gyomei. I’m okay. Thank you.”

He frowned, his brows knitting together as he cupped your hands in his. “You should never have to endure such disrespect,” he said softly. “I am sorry I couldn’t prevent it.”

“You did enough,” you reassured him, squeezing his hand. “I feel safe with you.”

His lips curved into a small, gentle smile. “I will always protect you,” he promised, his voice steady and unwavering.

As the two of you continued through the market, Gyomei kept you close, his presence a shield against the world. You knew that with him by your side, no one would ever dare harm you again.

Tengen and wives

Title: A Flash of Color and Fury

The festival was alive with music, laughter, and vibrant colors. You walked hand in hand with Tengen while his three wives—Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru—flitted from stall to stall, their excited chatter filling the air. It was a rare moment of peace, and Tengen’s booming laughter complemented the joy radiating from his family.

“Look at this one!” Suma called, holding up a glittering bracelet. “Hina, it would look perfect on you!”

Makio rolled her eyes, though a small smile tugged at her lips. “Stop fawning over everything. You’re going to spend all our money.”

Tengen smirked. “We’re here to have fun. Let her enjoy herself!”

You smiled, feeling warm and safe in the lively chaos that always surrounded Tengen and his wives. But the moment was shattered when a rough hand groped your backside.

“Not bad,” a stranger’s voice sneered behind you. “Didn’t think a guy with a whole harem would let one slip away.”

The world seemed to freeze. The shock of what had just happened left you speechless, but Tengen’s reaction was immediate. His eyes darkened, his grin disappearing as his entire demeanor shifted from playful to deadly.

“What did you just say?” Tengen’s voice was calm, but there was a sharpness to it that made everyone nearby stop and stare.

The man smirked, clearly not understanding the danger he was in. “Relax, big guy. It was just a joke—”

Before he could finish, Tengen’s hand shot out, grabbing the man by the front of his shirt and yanking him forward. The stranger’s smirk vanished as he found himself nose-to-nose with Tengen, whose vibrant, flamboyant aura was now laced with fury.

“You think touching my partner is a joke?” Tengen’s voice dropped, low and deadly. “Do you have any idea who you’re messing with?”

Before the man could stammer out a response, Makio stormed up, her eyes blazing. “You disgusting pig! Who do you think you are?!” she snapped, fists clenched.

Suma, usually the most timid of the group, was on the verge of tears—but her voice was sharp. “How dare you do something so horrible?!”

Hinatsuru, calm but cold, stepped closer. “You’re lucky Tengen grabbed you first. If it had been me, I’d have aimed for your throat.”

The man’s bravado crumbled under the combined wrath of Tengen and his wives. “I—I’m sorry! I didn’t mean anything by it!”

Tengen’s grip tightened, his knuckles white. “Your sorry excuse for an apology isn’t going to cut it.” His gaze flicked to his wives. “Ladies, what do you think? Should we let him walk away?”

“Absolutely not,” Makio snapped.

Hinatsuru crossed her arms. “But we shouldn’t waste too much time on him. He’s not worth it.”

Suma wiped at her eyes but glared at the man. “Make him leave! I don’t want to see his face anymore!”

Tengen grinned, though it was far from friendly. “You heard them.” He released the man with a shove that sent him stumbling backward. “Get out of here before I decide to really make you regret it.”

The man bolted, disappearing into the crowd as quickly as his legs could carry him. Tengen turned back to you, his expression softening as he placed a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“Are you okay, my love?” he asked, his voice now filled with concern.

You nodded, though your heart was still racing. “I’m fine. Thank you.”

Makio stepped closer, frowning. “You shouldn’t have to deal with scum like that. I swear, people are the worst.”

Hinatsuru placed a comforting hand on your arm. “Don’t let him ruin your day. You’re with us, and no one will ever hurt you.”

Suma hugged you tightly, tears streaming down her face. “I was so scared for you! I’m glad Tengen was there!”

Tengen wrapped an arm around all of you, pulling his wives and you into a protective embrace. “Don’t worry,” he said, his voice filled with warmth and conviction. “No one gets away with disrespecting my family. You’re safe with me—and with us.”

The group stayed close as you continued through the festival, their love and protectiveness an unbreakable shield. With Tengen and his wives by your side, you knew you were cherished beyond measure.

[newroseanna]

He hates the way you fight him. If you just listened to him, he wouldn't have killed your friends!! If you didn't try to escape, you wouldn't have chains wrapped around your ankles! If you had just been a good little spouse, he wouldn't have to hurt you. He hates it when you cry, but you never listen to him! Don't worry, though! He will always be there to wipe away your tears! He will whispers sweet nothings in your ears as his plunges his dick into your wet pussy! After all, that's what a good husband is supposed to do? Right?

ATSUSHI, RENGOKU, THOMA, DILUC, KAZUHA, GIYUU, AYATO, MIKEY, RINDOU, RAN, CHILDE, NANAMI, GOJO, GETO, HAWKS, INSERT YOUR FAVS

[0asisbliss]

AHHHH- I’ve seen your requests are open again!! So I’ve meant to ask if you could write about some Rengoku headcanons? What maybe his unexpected traits, behaviour etc.. would be in a relationship? Maybe even some smutty ones?🤭🫣✨

Best regards!❤️

A/N: HIII SWEETIEEEE! Thank you for requesting!🧁here’s a cupcake!

•He’a the type to kiss away your tears when you cry honestly.

•Another fact about Rengoku is that you rarely see him cry sometimes. Sometimes you can’t help wonder what really goes on inside his mind all the time. You hun

•Loves to play in your hair. Doesn’t matter how short or long it is.

•You would probably think his love language is words of affirmation, but he loves your touch he’s more on the physical affection side.

•You literally make him swoon whenever you wear red, or orange not matter what he’s wearing you match with him. :)

•His favorite past time is cooking with you.

•If you’re a foodie like he is you two are going to have a blast! Finding food vendors.

•He has this little dream. After he retires he wants to travel the world and try different foods from different regions with you. :)

•Cheek kisses are the best in his opinion. Give him a kiss on the cheek randomly please. :(

•His favorite part of your body is your hands. Again you can touch him with them. Not in a fetish way maybe like a “I love your hands so touch me 24/7 please.” *Insert puppy eyes*

NSFW

•He’s not some big dominant man.

•He’s probably shy the first time you two finally have sex honestly.

•He’s not afraid to ask questions either.

• “Am I doing it right my love? Or “Does it hurt baby?”

•Literally sooo vanilla and most of the time lets you guide him and take charge, but if you want him to be a little more dominant then yeah he has no problem.

•Aftercare is TOP TIER!!!

•Food? Check. He’ll run you two a bath, then after wrap you up in the warmest blankets.

•Dick analysis: 6 when soft, and about grows to about a maximum 8 inches when hard. Soft pink tip, but turns a bright tomato red when hard.

-That’s it! Have a good day/night, and remember to drink water, and eat something!🤍

[raysrays]

Crimson Guardian Part2 NSFW

Please check out Part One

Kyojuro Rengoku x Wife! Reader

18+ MDNI!🚫

CW: NSFW Content, minor angst, controlling/manipulating behavior, fluff-ish.

Y/N POV

Scenario: Once you agree to Kyojuro's request, you gather with Kagaya and the other Hashira to share your decision to retire early. But as you spend time with Kyojuro, you start noticing some changes in his behavior. You can't help but wonder, did you make a big mistake? He's your husband, after all. Surely, he wouldn't try to control or manipulate you. Maybe he's just worried about your safety and wants the best for you, right?

- Two Endings

A month had passed since I laid down my sword for the last time. I've spent my time at the Rengoku Estate as I had anticipated, assisting Senjuro with chores and cooking, while striving to earn Shinjuro's favor.

However, it all felt sluggish my days stretched out, feeling so unproductive.

Kyojuro was called on a mission far away, and he's been gone for almost two weeks now. I find myself overcome with loneliness, feeling hollow inside.

When I wasn't busy helping Senjuro, I often took walks and started getting into reading, though lately, I've found myself drawn to books on swordsmanship and battle techniques. It might seem pointless now, but it's all I have to occupy my mind.

Many times, I caught myself pacing around the estate, practicing fighting stances or swinging an imaginary sword, earning some strange looks from anyone nearby.

But I couldn't bring myself to share any of this with Kyojuro. I wanted him to believe I had moved on from being a demon slayer. Instead, I painted a picture of focusing on myself and preparing for the prospect of starting a family.

I've been writing to him almost every day since he left, keeping him updated on what's been happening back home and just checking in on him.

He says his mission has been successful so far, and he should be home very soon, which is good news. It's difficult to fully embrace retirement when the person you did it for isn't even here to enjoy it with you.

.

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Today has been particularly slow. All I've done is help water the plants outside and dive deeper into my books. Shinjuro has been in his room, drinking, while Senjuro has been practicing his writing inside. And here I am, sitting under this same tree, reading the same book on breathing techniques for the past three hours...

However, my entire mood shifted the moment I heard the cawing of a crow announcing Kyojuro's return from his mission. He was finally home.

I could feel the excitement as I watched him walk through the gates of the estate, his big, bright eyes and fiery hair a welcome sight.

It didn't take long for him to spot me, as he quickly ran up and grabbed me, spinning me around in his arms.

"I've missed you so much, my little flame!" His booming voice was a comforting sound to hear in this moment.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he held me.

"I missed you so much, Kyo." It didn't take long for that hollow feeling I had earlier to finally disappear.

After he finally put me down, he pulled away to get a better look at me, scanning me up and down with his usual happy smile.

"You look so beautiful, my dear. Retirement seems to be treating you well already!"

"Oh, do you really think so?"

"Of course, sunflower. It's good to finally see you dressed casually and enjoying yourself at home. One of the main reasons my mission was such a success was because I wasn't worried about you. I knew you would be here waiting for me when I returned. I knew you would be safe."

I almost felt guilty. Since he left, I've been so bored out of my mind, stuck here at the estate, but if it’s really helping by keeping his mind at ease while he’s away I guess I don’t mind.

"How are you doing, my love? I know writing in letters can only reveal so much. Are you really okay?"

His voice softened, and his smile grew gentler. My heart raced at the sound. No matter how much time passed, I was still as in love and attracted to Kyojuro as I was the first time we met.

"Yes, I'm doing great. Senjuro and I have been quite productive lately. We even discussed setting up a small vegetable garden in the yard to reduce our trips to the village market." I forced a happy smile onto my face.

"That's wonderful news! I'm so happy you're finally making this old place your own." He then pulled me into another hug, burying me in his chest.

I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth—that I was bored and missed the core and all my comrades and friends. They had all become so busy with work that I went from seeing them every day to never at all, so quickly.

As I relaxed into his embrace, I felt his body tense slightly. He pulled away from me slowly, his expression puzzled.

"Sunflower... what is it you're reading?"

I glanced behind me to see my book still lying on the ground, its cover exposed. It was just a book, surely not that significant.

"Oh, that's just an old breathing technique book I found in the study room. I thought it looked the most interesting out of the available options."

He looked at me for a moment, then took my hands in his, holding them tightly.

"My love, if you had told me you wanted to read, I would have gladly bought you as many books as you wanted. You don't need to waste your time sitting and reading about attacks and breathing techniques anymore." His voice was filled with concern.

Little did he know, I chose this book specifically to occupy my mind. If I couldn't fight anymore, the least I could do was read about it.

"That's sweet of you, Kyo, but honestly, I don't mind."

His smile returned somewhat, and he moved his hands to hold my shoulders, gently leading me back to the main part of the estate.

"Let's get you inside, my love. I'll tell you all about my mission!"

I allowed him to guide me back, passing Senjuro on the way.

"Go ahead, little flame. I need to have a word with Senjuro."

I observe as he starts walking toward his younger brother; they engage in conversation, and I begin to make my way indoors.

Despite my initial intention to leave, a strange hesitation washes over me. I linger by the doorframe, eavesdropping on their discussion.

Senjuro's voice reaches me first. "Welcome home, brother. How was your mission?"

"It went smoothly. I'm relieved to be back," he responds, pausing briefly.

"Senjuro, how's Y/N? Have you noticed anything unusual about her lately?" My ears perk up at the mention of my name.

"Y/N? She seems fine, I suppose. She's been quite helpful with chores around here," Senjuro replies.

"I see. Have you noticed her reading more?" he probes further.

"I think so. Though I'm not sure what she's been reading," Senjuro admits.

"I see. Please, keep an eye on her for me, Senjuro. I'm concerned," Kyojuro says, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Concerned about her reading?" Senjuro's confusion is evident.

"No, just in general."

With that, I turned away from the door, deciding it was best to stop listening in.

Why would Kyojuro worry about me? I'm safe at home, just like he wanted. Wasn't that the whole point of being here? To ease his mind?

I can feel a mix of frustration brewing inside me, and I'm not sure if it's aimed at Kyojuro or myself. I've always prided myself on my swordsmanship, setting high goals and pushing myself hard to protect others and find purpose.

But now, I can't even enjoy reading a book about what I love without making my husband worry.

I step into the kitchen, ready to get a head start on preparing dinner. Gathering the cooking utensils and spices, I realize all that's left is to chop some of the vegetables.

As I rinse them off, I notice we're short on a few key ingredients.

My garden plans with Senjuro would have been perfect right now. Looks like I'll have to make another trip to the market.

Letting out a small sigh, I tidy up and head towards the door to slip on my shoes. Honestly, I could use some fresh air. I feel guilty leaving knowing Kyojuro just got here, but I think he’d much rather dinner be super good than complain about me stepping out.

I had a stranger Lingering feeling. There's something about his smile that feels off, like there's a hidden pressure behind it. Why?

As I'm slipping on my shoes, I sense someone standing over me.

"Where are you off to, sunflower?" Kyojuro inquires.

"Just getting a head start on dinner and realized we're missing a few things. I was about to run to the market," I reply.

"Hurry back to me, my love. You know I don't like it when you're away." His warm smile could melt anyone's heart.

He plants a kiss on my cheek before heading back into the other room.

As much as I adore him and miss him, I need just a moment alone to think right now.

As I make my way to the village, I pick up some vegetables, meat, and a few other things we need for the estate. On my way back, I spot Tengen and his wives. They seem to notice me too, especially Makio, who starts waving enthusiastically in my direction.

I walk over to them, feeling happy to finally see some familiar faces. It feels like it's been ages since we last caught up.

“Y/N, it's good to see you," Tengen greets warmly.

“How have you been? We haven’t seen you in forever!” Makio cries out excitedly.

"I've been well, how are all of you?"

"We've been doing just great," he responds.

"How's, uh, retirement?" Hina asks with a half smile.

"Oh, retirement has been... great," I reply, attempting to sound convincing, though I'm not entirely sure I believe it myself.

Tengen lets out a sarcastic laugh. "Sorry, but it's just so hard to believe. You had one of the flashiest breathing styles and trained almost every day, only to retire before becoming a Hashira. I just always thought you were too stubborn to quit so early.”

Hina shoots him a quick glare.

But it's all true; Tengen and his wives have been around since before the beginning of my and Kyojuro’s relationship, training with us, going on missions, and even just hanging out together casually.

They exchange silent glances for a moment and I notice Tengen’s expression change into a more serious one.

"Y/N, Kyojuro is one of my closest friends, and it's really not my place, but... do you think maybe you decided all that just a tad too quickly?" Tengen sounds more sincere this time.

"I mean, you were on your way to becoming a Hashira yourself," Suma adds.

Taking a deep breath, I realize they're right, but I already knew that. I wasn’t the one they should be lecturing in this scenario. I never wanted to retire; I just wanted to make Kyojuro happy.

"I promise. This is a decision I've made. I want to settle down and start a family with Kyo. I wouldn’t want to risk going out on a mission and dying before having that opportunity," I assert.

Though they still seem unconvinced, Tengen puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

“Kyojuro's a lucky man to have someone who cares about him so much. However, I think you should stay in tune with your training for now.”

“You are still so young, Y/N! It’s always possible that once you have children, you could potentially want to come out of retirement. Maybe be a trainer for young slayers!” Makio adds with a hopeful tone.

Suddenly, my spirits lift. They were right. Just because I retire now doesn’t mean I can’t come out of retirement in a few years. As long as I keep training at home, I should be fine!

“I suppose you are all right. I will definitely keep training. I’m sure Kyo will think that’s a great idea.”

“That’s the spirit. I’m glad we got to run into you,” Tengen says with his usual smile.

“I’m glad I got to see all of you. I promise I’ll try to make an effort to come around more.”

“That sounds perfect,” Hina exclaimed.

After we exchange our goodbyes, I watch them walk off together, smiling and talking.

A wave of realization and relief washes over me. Maybe retirement didn’t have to be as bad as I was making it out to be.

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Upon finally arriving back at the estate, I walked up to the entrance with a smile on my face.

I recalled there was a book in the study that taught some solo hand-to-hand combat techniques, perfect for practicing alone. I made a mental note to pick it up once I returned and start reading it after dinner.

As I entered, Senjuro greeted me with a warm smile.

“Welcome back, Y/N. I’ll finish up dinner since you went out of your way to get everything,” he offered kindly.

“Oh, you don’t have to do all that. I don’t mind,” I replied.

“I insist. You haven’t seen my brother for a while now, and I think he could use your company,” he chuckled nervously.

I hesitated for a second.

“Okay, only if you're sure,” I said, handing over the basket of food and supplies I had bought from the market.

He headed off to the kitchen, leaving me in the entryway, so I decided to make my way to our bedroom, shared by Kyojuro and me.

As I entered, I noticed he had changed out of his uniform into his more casual attire.

He looked at me with a kind smile on his face.

“I see you made it back safely,” he said, walking over to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

He buried his face into the side of my neck, kissing it softly.

I felt myself shiver at his touch. He seemed so gentle and loving right now. I had truly missed him so much these past few weeks.

I gently ran my fingers through his fiery hair as I spoke, "I ran into Tengen and his wives at the market."

He pulled away slightly to look at me, his arms still wrapped around my waist.

"Really? Were they happy to see you?" he asked with a big smile.

"Yes, they were. We hadn't realized it had been so long since we all saw each other."

Kyojuro appeared to be deep in thought. "I suppose you're right. It has been a while since all of us got together. I should arrange for us to have dinner sometime!" he exclaimed happily.

I couldn't help but smile. "Yes, I think that would be lovely."

"What else did you all talk about? You were gone for quite some time," he inquired.

I debated telling him about their suggestion that I should consider keeping up with training and possibly coming out of retirement, but ultimately decided against it.

"Tengen was just telling me about a mission he had gone on recently. Nothing too crazy," I replied.

Kyojuro seemed satisfied with this answer. Why would I lie? I've never had any reason to lie to him before.

"That's great, sunflower. I'm happy you finally got to see some company. You seem so happy!" he remarked, his affection evident in his tone.

We lingered in each other's embrace for a few more moments until Senjuro's voice rang out, announcing that dinner was ready.

Hand in hand, we made our way to the table. Upon arrival, we found Senjuro had already set the table and prepared everything. Surprisingly, Shinjuro was already seated, wearing his usual drunken scowl, but he remained mostly silent.

As we ate, Kyojuro attempted to share details about his recent mission with his father, but received only silence and grunts in response. Despite years of trying, it seemed Kyojuro still sought his father's approval.

It felt kind of pointless to expect anything from Shinjuro. Even though I ended up spending more time with him than with Kyojuro lately, I just kept my distance. Honestly, I think he might even appreciate it.

After a few minutes of listening to Kyojuro, Shinjuro got up and was the first to leave the table, retreating to his room.

Though Kyojuro seemed disappointed, he maintained his neutral smile as he also began to wrap up his meal.

Once we had all finished eating, I stood up to collect the dishes for washing and putting away. However, Senjuro insisted on taking care of everything himself.

Feeling a bit defeated, I abandoned the task and decided to head to the study to grab that training book.

However, upon arrival, I was met with an unsettling sight. All the books were gone, every shelf completely empty...

As I made my way back to my room, confusion swirled within me like never before.

Upon entering, I found Kyojuro already preparing for sleep. His eyes brightened at the sight of me, and he gestured for me to join him under the covers of the futon.

Crawling in beside him, he enveloped me in his arms, pulling me close. With my head against his chest, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me.

"Kyojuro," I speak up.

"What is it, little flame?" He asks planting a kiss on the top of my head.

"What happened to all the books in the study?"

I sense a slight tension in his body at the question.

"I'm not sure, my love. Perhaps father had them moved. I'll make sure to get you some new books soon," he reassures me.

I stay silent, convinced by his explanation. What other reason could there be? Surely, Kyojuro doesn't attach much importance to old books collecting dust for years.

As I lay nestled in Kyo's arms, I feel the weight of exhaustion settling in. His breathing slows, It won't be long before sleep overtakes us both.

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A week had passed, and the books still hadn't reappeared. I'd given up on getting a response out of Shinjuro. And it seemed that Senjuro wasn't even aware of their disappearance, which was even stranger.

So here I was again, under the same tree, rereading the same book for the third time.

Despite this, it was a beautiful day. The sky was bright and the air was refreshing. It would have been a shame not to enjoy it.

With Kyojuro gone early this morning for a hashira meeting, it's just me now, left to ponder my thoughts. I can't help but recall what Tengen and his wives said about keeping up with training.

Honestly, with my doting husband always around, their advice slipped my mind. But now, with some time to myself, I figure it's a good opportunity to get some practice in.

I don't have the exact combat training books I'd like, but I'll make do with what I remember from my days in the core.

Grabbing a wooden sword that Kyojuro and Senjuro sometimes use.

My target? A nearby tree. I start off slow, practicing basic strikes and focusing on my footwork. It's a few hours of intense concentration, but it feels amazing. I didn't realize how much I missed this, the feeling of swinging a sword, the rush of adrenaline with each move. It's like finding a piece of myself I forgot was missing.

My excitement fades as I notice a looming shadow, revealing Kyojuro standing there. Still in his uniform, he must have just returned from the meeting. His expression is stern, arms crossed in clear disapproval.

"What are you doing, Y/N?" His voice is cold, sending a shiver down my spine.

"I was just... training a bit," I reply nervously.

"Training? Training for what?" He begins to approach me, his demeanor serious.

For some reason, I instinctively start to back up as he approaches me. Before I know it, my back is against the tree I was just practicing on.

He closes the distance between us, his face inches from mine. This side of Kyojuro is unfamiliar to me; he appears downright angry.

"Why are you doing this, sunflower? You're inactive in the core, retired. There's absolutely no reason for you to pick up a sword and train again," his voice is harsh.

"I just thought that maybe if I stayed in shape and continued training a bit, perhaps in the future I could come out of retirement. Maybe even help train new slayers coming out of final selection," I suggest.

- Ending One (Positive fluff)

He gazes at me, his expression filled with confusion. “Sunflower, why would you want that? I thought the whole point of you wanting to retire was to be at home with me, to start a family together.”

Taking a deep breath, I realize I need to be honest and ip front with him now. Kyojuro is my husband, and if he truly loves me, he'll understand.

Slowly, I reach out and take his hand, bringing it up to rest against my chest.

“Kyojuro, I love you more than anything, and I want to start a family and be with you more than anything. But I also have to pursue the things that make me happy. Fighting alongside you and our friends has always been one of those things,” I explain, hoping he'll see my perspective.

His eyes soften, and I can tell he feels guilty for not considering my happiness more deeply.

"I'm still scared, Y/N. I'm scared of losing the love of my life, my wife. If you continue being a demon slayer, there will be times when I won't be able to protect you. Times when you'll be in situations where you'll have to fight to the death to defend yourself," he admits, his voice filled with worry.

He's right. There will be moments when I'll have to risk my life for the sake of others. But that's exactly why I signed up for this. That's what I want to do, with him by my side.

Gently, I lift his hand to my lips and place a kiss on his knuckles, mirroring the affection he always shows me.

"I'll fight until my last breath for a life without demons, so that hopefully someday us and our children can live the life we deserve," I declare softly.

He removes his hand from mine placing is on my cheek. His gaze loving and caring now.

“You never cease to set my heart ablaze little flame. You always make me remember that powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive myself for being so selfish.”

It makes me feel better that he also acknowledges how he’s been acting lately. It makes me feel more validated that I wasn’t completely going crazy. And still I forgive him.

I know Kyojuro’s heart, I know how pure and kind it is, and I know he would never do anything to harm me or keep me alway from something I’m so passionate about.

He pulls me into his embrace wrapping his arms protectively around me.

“I want you to be happy my love, it was wrong of me to try and control someone as amazing as you. I will do everything I can to support and protect you. Wether it’s here at home, or out on the battle field.”

His words melt my heart.

He removes his hand from mine, placing it gently on my cheek. His gaze softens, filled with love and care.

"You never fail to ignite my heart, little flame. You always remind me of the powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don't know if I'll ever forgive myself for being so selfish," he confesses.

His acknowledgment of his recent behavior brings me some comfort. It validates my feelings and assures me that I'm not imagining things. And yet, I find it in my heart to forgive him.

I know Kyojuro's heart, its purity and kindness. I trust that he would never intentionally harm me or stand in the way of my passions.

Pulling me into his embrace, he wraps his arms protectively around me.

"I want nothing more than your happiness, my love. It was wrong of me to try to control someone as incredible as you. I'll do everything in my power to support and protect you, whether it's here at home or out on the battlefield," he promises.

This was the man I fell in love with, the man I vowed to spend my dying days with. I’m certain that I made the right decision.

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- Ending Two (Angsty Smut)

He shakes his head. "No. No way. If you're going to stay retired, then you need to stay retired. That was the deal. I won't risk losing you. You're far too precious to me." His tone is softer now, but still firm.

"But why can't I just practice for a bit?"

"Because this isn't what you want. You don't actually want this. It's not your passion. This is only because of your past life." He's more serious than ever.

"What's so wrong with me wanting to stay sharp?"

"You're supposed to be focusing on your future and your new life with me! And you can't do that if you keep holding onto your past. It's not a part of who you are anymore."

His words strike me. Was it so bad that I wanted to practice and maybe eventually come back?

"This is the last thing we're going to discuss. As a Hashira, I have the authority to confiscate your weapon, so hand it over. From this point forward, I will not tolerate you engaging in anything remotely related to demon slaying."

I reluctantly hand over my wooden sword. My heart drops, and tears begin to well up in my eyes.

"Y/N. I'm sorry, my love, but this is for the best. It's only because I love you." His voice softens, his expression more forgiving.

I'm filled with anger. Why is he acting like this? Why doesn't he want to fight alongside me anymore? Balancing our relationship and our profession is tough, but plenty of people make it work.

Why does he seem to think it's impossible for me to fight? I am strong. I've always been strong.

His thumb brushes away a tear from my eye as I lift my head to look at him.

This time, his expression changes.

He leans in close to my ear and whispers, "If you won't listen to me, I'll just have to give you a reason to stay off your feet."

A shiver runs down my spine as his lips meet mine, his hands holding my hips firmly in place.

Before I know it, he's lifting me over his shoulder and carrying me back into the estate.

“Kyo, put me down! Let's just talk!” I protest, trying to wriggle out of his grasp.

He takes me to our bedroom and pins me down on the futon.

“There’s nothing more to say, sunflower. If I can't keep you from fighting anymore, maybe having a child will,” he says, his voice tinged with desire.

I open my mouth to speak, but his lips on mine cut me off. His tongue pushes its way inside, making its way around my mouth.

I try to pull away, but his hands hold my head in place, and the taste of his mouth is overwhelming.

When he finally pulls away, I'm breathless.

He leans in, kissing and biting at my neck. His hands move down my body, grabbing and squeezing my breasts and my waist.

I let out a small whimper as he sucks and bites at my skin.

Suddenly, I feel his fingers brush against my entrance through my clothes.

He pulls away to look at me. "Already so wet for me, and we've barely done anything. Were you doing all of this to make me angry on purpose?”

My face burns with embarrassment, but I can't help but crave his touch.

He grabs my hands and pins them above my head, staring into my eyes with a mischievous smile.

"You want this, don't you, sunflower?" He asks as his free hand caresses my face.

I nod desperately, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Then beg for it," he commands, his loving voice contested his actions.

"Please, Kyo, please I need it. I need you."

He releases his grip on my wrists and moves to undo his pants.

"There’s my little flame."

He lines himself up with my entrance, slowly pushing himself inside.

I try not to tense, feeling my walls stretch to accommodate him.

He lets out a low groan, his warm breath tickling my ear.

He waits for a moment before beginning to thrust into me, each movement deeper than the last.

I gasp and moan beneath him, gripping his shoulders.

He lets out a groan as he bottoms out.

"Mine," he whispers before placing a kiss on my forehead.

I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

He begins to move again, thrusting harder and faster. I'm filled with so much pleasure that I'm seeing stars.

I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, but just before I can finish, he stops.

"Kyo, please, I need it." I whine.

"Not yet, my love.” he replies, his voice heavy with lust.

He pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty and unsatisfied.

He flips me over and pushes my head into the pillow, my ass now in the air.

"Don't worry, little flame, I'm not finished with you just yet."

He enters me again, gripping my hips tightly as he pounds into me from behind.

"I can't wait to have you pregnant. You're going to look so beautiful."

He reaches a hand around to rub my clit, bringing me even closer to my peak.

I try to hold back my moans and he touches me. His words only make me feel hotter.

I can feel myself getting closer once again, and he seems to notice as well.

"Do you want to finish, my love?"

"Yes, yes please," I beg.

He increases the speed of his thrusts, hitting all the right spots inside of me.

I can feel myself approaching the edge again, and he continues to push me towards it.

"I'm going to fill you up, my love. Make you mine.”

His thrusts grow more erratic as he reaches his peak, releasing deep inside of me.

I collapse onto the futon , completely exhausted.

Kyojuro rolls off me and lays beside me, pulling me into his chest. I cuddled into him.

"We're going to be so happy, Y/N. Just you, me, and our child. Everything is going to be perfect," he reassures me, running his fingers through my hair.

I'm too tired to respond, so I just listen to the sound of his heartbeat and his breathing.

"I love you, sunflower. No matter what, you're mine.”

Sorry this one took me so long to get out, I hope you all enjoyed it! I’d love to hear your feedback!

[yanderecrazysie]

Saw this demon slayer fic where the reader dances while they fight, i found it a cool fighting style and it would be rlly nice if u wrote yan hashiras x a reader like that :3

I decided to go back to doing headcanons quickly (as compared to oneshots) so I skipped ahead to the first hcs on the list.

And that sounds really cool! My little sister is a dancer! She does competitions and stuff- she’s absolutely amazing and will be auditioning for a pro studio in a few months! I’m so proud of her. 

Me though? I’m ungraceful as fuck and have a bad knee.

WARNINGS: yandere themes, mostly fluffiness 

Tomioka Giyu

Tomioka’s face gives away none of the amazement he feels watching you fight for the first time.

He wants to get to know you better, but he’s awkward by nature and doesn’t like talking much, so he struggles to do so.

Master Ubuyashiki can tell his little Giyu has a crush, so he often pairs you both up on missions, hoping you’ll give him a chance, not realizing how dark Tomioka’s love really is.

Thankfully, despite his obsessiveness, Tomioka is more of a watcher (and stalker). He would never hurt you.

He just wants to watch you dance until the end of time.

Tokito Muichiro

Tokito is another calm yandere that isn’t easily impressed. But even when seeing your dance moves, he’s not blown away.

However, he does think your dancing is quite pretty and finds himself thinking about it even outside of battle, which is confusing to him.

He can’t figure out why you keep appearing in his dreams and it frustrates him a lot at first.

But then, he’s sitting there under the full moon, watching you twirl and leap as you practice fighting against the butterfly hashira, and he understands.

He’s fallen in love with you.

Rengoku Kyojuro

Rengoku, on the other hand, is very impressed and tells you so!

He’s very vocal about how much he loves your fighting style, and you enjoy showing off for him.

He doesn’t like fighting against you, because he’d much rather sit back and watch instead of try to overpower you. 

You’ve beat him several times in practice, and it only causes his respect (and love) to grow.

Anyone who thinks you’re just a pretty ballerina has another thing coming when you pull out your sword, and he knows that first hand.

He likes watching you so much that he’s asked you to dance for him, and he applauds very loudly and enthusiastically when you’re done.

Tengen Uzui

You’re a flashy person like he is, and he respects that!

Your dance moves are cutting-edge, quite literally, with a spin of hip-hop in with the ballet. It’s a unique style and he loves it!

He invites you on his missions, even if he could easily do it alone, simply because you’re the only human on earth that can match his level of flashiness.

He loves to fight alongside you, trying to make his moves as graceful as yours can be.

He finds himself researching dance more, so he can choreograph his battle moves too.

He feels all warm inside when you compliment his attempts at dancing, even though he’s kind of clunky and awkward at it with his big figure.

Iguru Obanai

Iguru will, of course, tell you that it might not be possible to always dance during a battle.

He also complains that you’re using too much stamina with your moves.

But secretly, he really loves watching, and he’s just very worried about you.

He gives you pointe shoes in your favorite color as a gift, and you wear them with your uniform.

He’s very proud that you like them and blushes when you hug him, telling him that they’re the perfect gift.

Shinazugawa Sanemi

Shinazugawa will never tell you that he thinks your hip-hop dance moves are badass.

But he does. He really, really does.

He sometimes puts you down, implying that being a dancer is weak and stuff like that.

But when you knock him on his butt in sparring practice, that shuts him up pretty quickly.

He finds himself actually competing with you a lot, determined to prove he’s better than some “dancy-pants”. But you always perform better than him.

The two of you are always butting heads, so you’re not paired together very often. But when you are, you don’t end up working well together.

He develops a crush without realizing it and it just ends up making him even angrier.

But the moment he sees you in danger, he’s ripping the demon limb-from-limb.

Himejima Gyomei

The first time you dance, you move him to tears. He’s never seen anyone or anything so beautiful.

You find it funny that your pirouetting can literally make someone cry, but you’re gentle with the tearful hashira, telling him you’re honored he likes your ballet so much.

The two of you end up being friends, with him quietly enjoying your dancing and battle practice.

You end up being on a lot of missions together since, despite the difference in your abilities, you fight well together.

He loves you so deeply and is extremely protective of you, so the others are intimidated away by the gentle giant, leaving him as your only friend

[kanroji-san]

Kyojuro: *Floating down the river Styx on an inflatable donut and high-fiving all the lost souls*

Hades: *Watching him high-five the lost souls*...