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suguru you're sooo not slick you lovestruck idiot

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memories of a blue spring

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Fuck ICE and fuck anyone who voted for trump

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i think i am going to cry

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😭💔

mama's boy

GETO SUGURU is his mama's boy. love isn't enough when he's drowning under the weight of the world's injustice.

content : 2k ノ angst, hurt no comfort, mentioned violence, descriptions of depression, mild blood & injury, autistic!suguru ノ m.list

suguru loves his mother.

when he was younger, the world often felt overwhelming: the injustice, the nuances, the things people let be for the sake of cultural norms or the status quo. he wasn’t naive — he could accept that truth and falsehood were not black and white — yet the lines separating them were clear as day to him.

and still, people danced around the edges, blurred the definitions, and laid waste to innocent lives. his village was small, after all; one inconsequential slip-up could stain you and your family for generations. anyone who protested was seen as conceited; anyone who spoke out too often was ostracised.

suguru loves his mother. because at times where he felt he was being slowly crushed, or like he was losing his mind, he’d sit at her feet and let her brush out his hair: long, soothing strokes. calming. repetitive. safe. something he knew to be true.

“mama,” he’d whisper, the ends of his sentence trailing off into the air like wisps of cotton.

“i’m sorry, my love,” his mother would tell him, her hands gentle, her voice laden with tenderness. “it’s just the way things are.”

staring down at the book in his hands, the ink blurring, pages creasing at the bends of his white-knuckled fingers, he found he simply didn’t have the words to explain it to her. or anyone. 

he didn't really, truly have anyone — not in the way it matters.

so he learnt to stay silent when something was troubling him. i’m fine; it’s just the heat. and if he did speak, he twisted his words, coated them in sugar and spice, dripped them in honey until no one was truly certain what his meaning was. he couldn’t change the world, but surely he could change this little corner of it. he watched, listened, absorbed. the things he could say to particular people to get the desired outcome, how best to move without making a fuss, how to phrase something in a way that made the listener think they wanted it for themselves. deceit for the greater good.

which was an especially helpful skill, given the monsters.

he’d glimpsed them periodically as a small child — creatures outside his window at night as he cried for his mother, or figures in his peripheral that vanished as he turned his head to stare across the street, the soccer ball laying forgotten in the knotted weeds of his front yard. as he got older and more disillusioned, he’d catch their stench on the wind, putrid and rotting and ugly; the worst of humankind. creeping, thieving hands; distorted voices; eyes that laughed at him, mocked him, because they knew he must stay silent. 

at first he’d laid awake at night, fearful of the corners of his bedroom bathed in shadow — the walls he’d painted and decorated now a creature unknown. slowly, though, he’d stopped caring.

there were other monsters to fear, after all. one inconsequential slip-up...

life changed when he was scouted for jujutsu tech, though — life changed when he met gojo satoru. and suddenly, he wasn’t quite so alone anymore. he had a purpose; a responsibility; a friend.

satoru didn’t really talk about his family; from what suguru had pieced together alongside what he’d learnt about the gojo clan, he didn’t press him — didn’t ask for explanations, didn’t drown him in, why aren’t you going home for break? why aren’t you staying with your family? no; instead of asking after satoru’s family, he offered up his own. casually, as if it’d already been decided — kicking an open suitcase towards the pouting boy.

“hurry up. we’re gonna miss the train.”

“what train?”

he’d sighed. “you’re coming with me, idiot.”

suguru’s mother was at the station to receive them with open arms and an open heart.

“sugu! welcome home, my love,” and she’d pulled him into a tight hug, his body instantly relaxing into the familiarity of her embrace, her palm resting on the back of his head.

satoru was next, his snickering cut off in surprise as she wrapped her arms around him without hesitation as if he were her own son, flesh and blood. his hug lasted a tad longer, was a touch tighter, because mothers know.

and then it was dinner, a tour of the house, mucking around in the yard as the sun went down. suguru’d never thought someone could unload a dishwasher with such glee until he saw satoru that evening. perhaps part of the appeal was being treated like a normal boy: not a six eyes user, not a future clan leader, not someone who’d changed the balance of the world when he was born.

just satoru. 

suguru couldn’t pretend parts of it came rushing back: the agonising fear, the feeling of choking on your own words, the pain that the walls of this home had witnessed. but his mother loved him. that was enough. even now, it felt like the world would make sense again if he placed the hairbrush in her hand and sat at her feet — like the love in her homemade cooking could wash away the foul taste of curses that seemed to eternally linger at the back of his throat. 

like everything was going to be okay.

“your mum is pretty cool,” satoru said on the train back, staring into his phone, and suguru translated the sentence automatically in his head, filling in the blanks of what the blue-eyed boy could not say out loud.

suguru loves his mother. but when riko is murdered, her blood pooling on the floor in front of him and splattering the parts of his face his mother would kiss, he knows he must keep this far away from her. how could she understand?

at least he’d have satoru, he thinks.

but he doesn’t. 

the schedules don’t align, he convinces himself; everyone’s just busy, too busy, trying to get ahead. and they’re growing up and moving on and he’s still left behind, just stuck in this one, terrible place, and he doesn’t have anyone.

when the nightmares come, though, he still calls out for his mother.

messages pile up. calls are left unanswered. why didn’t you come home this summer? is everything okay? the days begin to blur. the weather clears and for a brief moment he hopes his mood will, too, but the heat sinks into his lungs and chokes him, fogging his brain and casting him far, far away from his body — the last place he wants to be. exorcise. consume. exorcise. consume. his body is a tool; his mind is a prison. 

he doesn’t recognise himself in the mirror. the bags under his eyes, the ill-fitting clothes, the way his hair tumbles around his face. messy. his mother would be disappointed (she wouldn’t); she’d hate him (he hates himself).

more than anything, though, he hates what he’s been trapped in. he wasn’t naive joining jujutsu tech; he didn’t think he’d become a hero or upturn the system, but he did have hope. he and satoru — they were the strongest, right? he was in a place of power that was previously inaccessible to him; surely he could do something, anything at all, but instead he’s powerless. nothing means anything. no matter how much he tries to do, innocent people continue to suffer at the hands of those above them.

it all comes to a head when haibara dies… no, when he’s killed. he can still see the younger boy’s smile on the back of his eyelids, but when suguru blinks it away he’s confronted with his classmate’s face twisted in death — thinks about the fear he must’ve felt, if haibara regretted it, and all he can think is, we are only pawns. 

how much more?

can he handle?

(suguru wants his mother.)

the call to his village is met with trepidation when it comes, but there’s longing, too. perhaps when he steps out of the train into the station he’ll be transported back in time. satoru will be by his side and he’ll be in his mother’s arms again. calming. safe. riko would not have died yet; haibara would be alive as well, and the countless horrors he’s been forced to witness ever since that moment would be washed away in the tides of time.

but the station is empty, because he never told her he was coming, and a throbbing pain sparks behind his right eye.

seeing the girls curled up cold and terrified behind those steel bars, his head feels like it might burst open. he knows their parents, the people locking them up, hell, he knows everyone here, and he knows his own mother would never stand for something like this, so where is she? why is nobody speaking? why must they take out their rage and fear and confusion on the most vulnerable amongst them?

would this have been his fate if he didn’t know to stay silent? that may as well have been him behind those bars, condemned by the very people who raised him. would his mother still call him “my love” if she knew what he could see?

when he spills their blood, he doesn’t regret it. doesn’t even feel it. 

she opens the front door with a smile — open arms and open heart — as if an embrace could fix everything. blood stains his hands but it’s too dark for her to see it. he is so far away from his body that he acts on autopilot, and his natural setting is to rest his head on her shoulder and wrap his arms tight around her, likely smudging the back of her shirt. her questions wash over him, fuzzy through the pounding of blood in his ears. my love, i missed you so much. i didn’t know you were coming to visit. you’ve been quiet for so long, i was scared… is everything okay? are you okay?

he closes his eyes and sees their faces. haibara. nanako. mimiko. 

why didn’t you do anything? 

there’s no rage. he’s too empty for that. the centre of the storm, the middle of a whirlpool. he kills her with the hands she kissed; the hands she raised gentle and nurturing. and only then do his thoughts begin to clear, painfully sharp, but regret is not amongst them.

right?

“mama,” he whispers, falling to his knees beside her. something he hasn’t called her in years. his voice is hoarse and her blood is still warm.

she goes to speak but gurgles instead, choking, a thin stream of red trickling out the corner of her mouth. she shifts, lifts her arms, and then she’s

hugging?

him?

“i… forgive… you.” 

he’s weeping. it’s the least he can do. he looks into her face and sees the smile lines etched into her skin, the kind wrinkles of her crows feet, the despair in her eyes.

“my love,” she mouths. even as she’s dying by his hand. her palm rests on the back of his head.

"i love you," he tells her.

her arms sag, fall from around him. her chest stirs lightly with her last breath.

a system does not exist on its own; the wheels and gears are turned by people like these, the ignorant fools he grew up with, who perpetuate every which harm and choose to stay blind, forsaking justice for their own comfort. he knows them all: each and every single one of them. they are all complicit.

even his mother.

'it's just the way things are,' she'd told him — but it never had to be.

he cries until her blood is cold on his skin.

suguru loved his mother. but those twin girls — their parent's love was not enough to save them (by god, they didn't even try). suguru’s love was not enough to save his mother. and her love was not enough to save him. 

he hopes satoru will understand. sometimes, to stop the cycle, you must throw yourself in front of the wheel.

thank u mj user vertejay for the enlightening disc we had giving rise to that last sentence. thank u gege for drawing pre jj tech stsg instead of shooting me point blank in the forehead which would've been less painful

"my shayla" and it's a mass murderer idc idcc he was based asl he was his mama's boy don't talk to me

whole tl crashing out everywhere i go none of us are ok and there r at least 5 scheduled group suicides existence is a prison

★ want to be added to a taglist? — @lizbix @ayatakanosstuff @alcyneus @stars4you777 @1-800reki @riniaras @19909 @livteracts @vorfreudevortex

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Love this

“i’m alright, mom. i’m still unpacking, but things are comfortable … yes, i’m eating well.” suguru shifts his weight, leaning back as one arm props him up and the other holds the phone close to his ear. the honey smooth voice of his worried mother cracks a smile on his lips, eyes drifting to the stacked boxes in front of him.

his mother is rambling on and on about something suguru isn’t too sure about. his mind drifts to the moment he’s in now and with a gentle caress of his finger to the cardboard boxes, he hears his mother make a conclusion to her own worrisome mind.

then, there was a sudden mention of your name from her. sugurus eyes widen slightly as he turns his head towards his shoji doors, as if you were there waiting for him on the other side, waiting for him to open it.

his mother seems far more concerned with you then she is with him and it makes him chuckle. despite moving in far earlier than the average first year, you had followed him. you’re like a shadow, always beside him and always going along with his plan of things.

“.. she’s doing fine,” suguru sighs, his face wrinkling slightly as he tries to surpass the smile tugging further up his lips. “she’s getting comfortable, yes. yes, mom, she still has the hairpin you gave her, she’s wearing it now, don’t worry.” he sighs and lets out a soft chuckle, ears picking up the quiet slide of the shoji doors from next door. he can hear your silent footsteps making way in the halls, echoing against the wooden floors.

“suguru,” you sing out, footsteps getting closer and closer before you haphazardly slid open the thin doors, heading popping in. “i finished decorating ! you wanna see ?” your face spread with an infectious grin before noticing the phone pressed against his ear, making your eyes widen and your smile drop slightly, wincing slightly.

“bad timing ?”

suguru blinks and laughs, leaning against his arms more. “nah, my mother is just calling.” he can see the smile on your face regrow and if not wider. you rush in and sit beside him, creeping your face closer to his ear, cheeks tinting red at the excitement of things.

”geto san ! this place is amazing !” you laugh and suguru casually hands you his phone, expression softening impossibly more as you gush on about how big the school is and how excited you are to meet the other first years.

the hairpin tucked neatly behind your ear shines in the soft rays of the sun making its way into the room and gosh, you were glowing. maybe it’s because of the casual wear that both you and him are wearing and the fact that you were in his room talking with his mother on his phone, but everything seemed so … domestic.

“we’ll get you lots of omiyage. yes, for both of you,” you laugh and extend your legs, laying them atop of sugurus thighs with much thought. you lean back with one arm propping you up, head throwing back slightly as you let out another laugh, denying something suguru has no clue about.

“we’ll get situated just fine, geto san,” you hum, lips thinning into a soft smile before you hand the phone back to suguru, head tilting to the side gently.

suguru is silent for a moment, listening to what his mother has to say for him before he sighs. his eyes dart to you for a moment, smiling with his eyes before he looks up his window.

“… i’m not gonna be doing that. we’re still kids. it’s too early,” he chuckles out, only to be scolded slightly from the other side of the line. he only sighs and shakes his head, watching you lay on his floor, arms spread like a star and legs still on top of his.

“hmm … she wants to show me her room. i’ll call you back later.” from his peripheral vision, he could see your eyes shine and head tilt up to see him.

“mhm, take care. tell dad i said hi,” he watches you crunch your stomach and sit up, shoulders brushing his as you smile and say your goodbyes. the other line rings and it sounds like his mother is crying, but she hangs up soon after.

“hey, let’s go check out my room ! then, i can help you decorate yours.” you tug on the sleeve of sugurus t-shirt, a hand gripping onto his shoulders to pry you up and on your feet. a breathless chuckle escapes his lips as he gets up himself, sliding his phone and hands into his pockets, following sluggishly behind you as you patter to the room next to him. it reminds him of the time when you were his neighbor back at home, telling him to come over to play and hangout.

despite it all, new environment and new people, suguru thinks nothing much has changed. he can get used to this.

oh, suguru. i miss you so much

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Satoru Gojo as your BF headcanons

{Geto's version if you're interested}

-Consider yourself lucky. You are dating Satoru Gojo himself.

-Gojo is a clingy little shit but you still love him. He's extremely attached to you and constantly wanting your attention. I feel like he'd poke your cheek or boop your nose to get your attention whenever you're focused on something.

-Though, he is prideful and arrogant, but with you, he's soft and caring towards you. Gojo is a sucker for physical touch. Its's his love language for you. He's like a cat that follows his owner around whenever you go.

-Of course, he teases you. A lot. When you get flustered, he's bound to tease you about it poking fun at the color on your cheeks. Gojo will tease you by calling you all kinds of nickname like, baby girl/boy, honeybun, hon, sweetcheeks, gorgeous, baby, babe. Do I need to say more?

-Gojo spoils you a lot. When he comes back from a mission, he brings you so many souvenirs for you. Like snacks, plushies, flowers, even jewelry. He also bought you a sliver ring with an infinity symbol carved on it.

-He's also a lil horny.

"Babe, can we do it?"

"Satoru!!!"

-During intimate moments, he likes being the dominate one (or submissive if you want😏) in the bedroom. He's very touchy and will not keep his hands off you. He likes running his hands down your thighs gently (or rough if you like it rough) and sometimes smacks your ass to be a little shit. Gojo loves hearing your noises, music to his ears. He loves to hold you close to him making sure that you're real and not a dream. He runs his hand through your hair staring at you with those bright blue orbs. He would probably be very vocal about how much he loves you and how pretty you are.

"You're so beautiful, more beautiful than anything else."

"You're so damn perfect, I'm a lucky man, aren't I?"

"Mmm... I can't stop touching you, you're making me go insane."

"God, I love you so much, baby."

-He ADORES cuddling. You already know he's the big spoon than you. He's addicted to having you in his arms. Going to sleep? He's already behind you having his arms around your waist. And there are times where Gojo lays on top of you resting his head on your chest (or boobs) using them as pillows. (He likes to squeeze them)

-Gojo can read you like a book. He's very observant. I'm guessing with his Six Eyes he can read your body language and recognizing different expressions on your face.

-He is very protective over you. Your safety is his number one priority. He will not hesitate to defend you against anything or anyone. He's a jealous type too. He will have his arm wrapped around you at all times in public or holding your hand to show that you are his and his only. If he catches anyone who stares at you, he'd give them a death glare scaring the person away. Which you scold him. He knows you're loyal to him and he trusts you but he can't help it. He has to show the world that you're his.

-If you're feeling sad, he will give you a big warm hug. He will let you lean on him as he speaks comforting words to calm you down. He will hold your face with both his hands giving kisses all over your face to make you giggle. Sometimes he'll joke around to make you laugh. He will wipe away those tears from your eyes as you give him a small but soft smile making his heart melt.

"There's that smile I love."

-When you're away on a solo mission, he will get whiny and start texting you making sure you're alive and safe. But he will start complaining to Geto telling him how much he misses you and craves for your touch and kisses which annoys the hell out of Geto. When you come back, he'll pull you into his arms and will shower you with kisses.

-Gojo is extremely devoted to you and treats you like a queen/king. He will do anything to make you happy and have that beautiful smile on your face. His goal is to always make you feel loved and safe.

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Suguru Geto as your BF headcanons

Author’s Note: It’s been a while since I last wrote on Tumblr since 2023 (I think) but all that aside, I hope you enjoy this little headcanon I made (even though it's kinda bad). I will be planning on writing more soon whenever I can. ｡◕‿◕｡

-Sometimes, I see Geto as a gentle lover. He's the type of guy to put your needs first. Like if you're injured during a mission, he'd scoop you up into his arms and rush you back to Jujutsu High to get you patched up since he still doesn't understand how to use RCT by Shoko.

-Geto isn't super clingy, but he has his moments where he is. He'd walk up behind you without you noticing wrapping his arms around your waist, giving you a little kiss on the cheek(or neck) to surprise you. He's the type of guy for back hugs and would never let you go.

-He isn't afraid to show his romantic side to you when alone. His eyes will be soft and loving on you as he will cup your cute face into his hands and gives you kisses all over.

-When you two are cuddling, he will be a little tease with you by caressing your lower back with his fingertips sending shivers down your spine. He likes holding you into his arms so that he knows you are safe with him no matter the cost. He also loves waking up next to you in the mornings to see your precious face if he's the one to wake up first before you.

-Geto is a patient young man and will do anything to make you comfortable and safe with him. He may be a tease at times, but he would never push your boundaries.

-His pet names for you are, darling, sweetheart, baby, my girl/boy, or cutie. But when getting intimate with him, he'd call you by your name in the most sexy way. It's enough for you to feel butterflies in your stomach.

-Geto likes touching you. He loves how soft your skin feels against his. Sometimes, he'll distract you by playing with your fingers or kissing the palm of your hand if he wants your attention. He will also slap your ass lmao.

-Geto isn't really a jealous person, but if somebody gets too close to you or flirt making you uncomfortable, he'll shoot a glare towards them grabbing your waist pulling you against him giving a sign that you're taken.

-He trusts you with all his heart. But he can be protective when he needs to be. If you're going on a solo mission on your own without him by your side, he will worry. He knows you're a strong sorcerer and you can take care of yourself but he just wants to be by your side to protect you. Before you'd leave, he'll give you a quick but sweet kiss for good luck. Once you return, he'll run up to you lifting your feet from the ground hugging you tightly making you giggle.

-Let's talk intimate moments. If he's in the mood, he'd gently pin you onto the bed or wall letting his dominate side take over. But he's a gentle dom. But he always has to be sure if you're comfortable with this. He will be on top of you kissing your lips, neck, collarbone, chest, stomach, and your thighs making you moan and whimper beneath him which he loves hearing. He likes things to be nice and slow and no rush. Geto loves staring at you during these moments. Whenever he kisses your lips, he keeps his eyes open while yours is closed when you're having the best time of your life. He will praise you by whispering in your ear.

"You're such a good girl/boy for me." He says in raspy but deep voice.

'S-Suguru..."

"That's right, keep moaning my name."

-He will leave hickeys and bite marks on your skin.

-Geto hates seeing you upset. If you're having a shitty day or if you're feeling upset, stressed out, he will wrap his arms around you rubbing your back kissing you telling you it will all be okay. He will also spoil you by giving you your favorite snacks, start a movie night, or start a bath for you making you feel much better.

-Geto allows you to wear his clothes. If you're wearing one of his t-shirts, he'd start by teasing you of how too big his shirt looked on you making you pout and playfully slap him on the chest making him chuckle.

-Geto likes to take you to the beach in Okinawa for a date. It's his favorite place to take you there. He'll hold your hand in his as you walk along the shoreline. He'll tease you on how sexy you look in your swimsuit which will make you flustered. You two would also watch the sunset together. You start to enjoy the view but Geto also enjoys the view too. You. Your beauty as the sunset reflects your eyes. So beautiful to watch...

-He's a good listener. He likes hearing you yap. Whenever you're yapping about something, he'd listen making eye contact with you. (Eye contact is his thing.)

"Oh, sorry, I talk too much, do I?" You ask feeling as if you were annoying him with your yapping.

"No. Keep talking. I like hearing your voice." He'd say with a loving smile.

-Now for the "I love you's". He's definitely the one to say it first. He will place his hand on your cheek pulling you closer to him making intense eye contact.

"I love you.." He'd say in a whisper his tone soft as a smile appears on his face running his thumb along your cheek. Then kiss your lips afterwards.

-Geto loves you so much more than life itself. He dreams of staying with you forever. Even marrying you someday. That was his goal. He will one day put that ring on your finger.

<3

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Ribs by lorde came up in my recommended songs and I had to write down this idea b4 I forgot it. Sigh..

Older! Katsuki Bakugou x Fem! Reader

(You both are 43)

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When you realized you were getting old wasn’t when the store clerk bagging your groceries called you ‘ma’am’ or when you and Katsuki’s son graduated.

It wasn’t even when you first started noticing grey hairs appearing. No, it was when you discovered you and Katsuki have been married for 20 years.

You and Katsuki married young; 23 actually.

A lot of people said that the two of you should wait until 25 but you both had already decided that you guys had waited long enough.

You laid in bed, hugging his broad frame. Trailing all the years of scars gained after every fight he fought and won.

His angry expression only able to soften a little bit as a cause of aging. his glasses perched on the bridge of his scrunched nose and though his eyes were aged he still had the same deep crimson shade .

His quirk causing hearing loss gifted him a nice pair of hearing aids that he hates, but forces himself to suck up just to hear your beautiful voice whisper your sweet affections..

“we’ve been married for 20 years.” you said leaning up giving him a few kisses, an act of love that felt natural for you. “ Yeah we have.” He said having an arm wrapped securely around you.

After that you guys didn’t really talk, just laying comfortably with eachother in silence. That’s kinda what you guys did.

“We’re growing old together.” You smile into his side playing with the wedding ring he kept on a chain necklace. “mhm.” He closed his eyes smiling remembering a memory he thought was stupid in the moment but now he held closest to his heart.

He pulled you in closer burying his face in your hair. “n I wouldn’t change anything, I love my life and I fuckin’ love my sweet girl.”

The name rolling off his tongue, the same nickname from high school still staying even though it’s been a few years since anyone has called you a girl.

“I love you too hubby.” You hug him tighter. You both fell asleep in eachothers arms and that’s how you both planned every night to look like.

In the arms of the man you’ve never stopped loving and admiring.

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Me when I see my little princesses 🥰😍 (They are full grown men and most of them are mentally ill and would probably kill me if I got near. The others aren't even human 💀)

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Mk1 x S/o they are head over heels for

Flirty Intro dialogues

Ft. Scorpion (Kuai Liang), Sub-Zero (Bi-han), Liu Kang.

Note: Reader has the ability to copy other people's powers, out of character Bi-han. And I do take requests btw-

Scorpion: Your power never ceases to amaze me, Y/n.

Y/n: laughs You flatter me, Kuai Liang.

Y/n: Hello again, little flame.

Scorpion: sigh You know what that name does to me, Y/n.

Scorpion: I see many men have been approaching you recently...

Y/n: Is that jealousy I sense, darling?

Y/n: Do my words set your heart on fire, darling?

Scorpion: Like you could never imagine.

Scorpion: When will you accept my proposal, dearest?

Y/n: In due time, Kuai Liang.

Y/n: How about a friendly spar, just like old times?

Scorpion: You know I cannot say no to you, dearest.

Sub-zero: Your touch is still as cold as I remember, lovely.

Y/n: laughs Flattery will get you nowhere, Bi-han.

Sub-zero: Has Tomas been giving you trouble recently?

Y/n: It isn't anything I can't handle myself, little wolf

Y/n: You seem to be shivering with anticipation, my love.

Sub-zero: You've been spending more time with that Cage guy, haven't you?

Sub-zero: You've gotten stronger since our last spar, lovely.

Y/n: Been prepping myself just for you little wolf.

Y/n: You'd make a great husband y'know.

Sub-zero: I-uh...groan Don't tease me like that.

Y/n: You should take that mask off more often so I can see that pretty face of yours.

Sub-zero: Lovely, you know what your teasing does to me...

Liu Kang: I see you've been practicing copying my powers lately.

Y/n: What? Afraid I'll use them better than you, sweetie?

Y/n: I must thank you for gifting me with these abilities.

Liu Kang: laughs Yes, but maybe I should've been more specific on what powers you can copy.

Liu Kang: Up for another spar, pretty girl?

Y/n: Woah, where did that come from?

Y/n: You telling me we weren't a thing in prior timelines?

Liu Kang: Which is precisely why they were flawed

Y/n: Is it just me or did your eyes just shine when you looked at me?

Liu Kang: They only shine for you, pretty girl.

Liu Kang: Tell me if Kung Lao takes it too far with that flirting of his...

Y/n: laughs Don't worry sweetie, I only have eyes for you.

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Hey! Can i request flirty Intro dialogue’s for mk1 but with male characters this time? (male reader or gn please)

Sure

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Characters; Syzoth (Reptile), Rizzler Cage, Bi-Han (SubZero), Gn Reader

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Syzoth

I can see Liu kang taught you how to ensnare me in your fiery passion

What? The monks taught me. Not Liu kang.

Ready to lose?

I will be the winner once my tongue reaches you

Say Syzoth? Why’s Ashrah interested in you?

The same reason why IM intrigued in you

(I couldn’t think of any else ;-;)

Johnny Rizz

It’s surprising your not edenian angel~

Who’s angel?

I’m lost in your eyes, and I don’t want a map to the exit, only a map the leads into your arms~

This IS a sparing match cage, not an acting set

It’s pretty cold yeah? Come here, let me warm you up~

I like the cold

Sub-Zero

Around you, I feel a fire hotter then my brothers flame

Uh.. thanks..?

Your beauty is as chilling as my cryomancer abilities, yet it warms my heart

Wait.. my beauty is chilling? Isn’t that bad?!

Like ice and snow, our connection is undeniable

What connection?

[mariet-eva]

Ooh…what about defected!Geto falling in love with a non-sorcerer? And there’s no internal conflict for him, it’s more like he saw her, and somehow everything clicked into place. The attraction is undeniable, the chemistry is palpable, and it’s like his entire world is now tilted on an axis to a new, different Sun — her.

Sypnosis - Eyes that glance at others with hatred could only gaze at you as if you had hung the moon and each individual star.

Warning(s) - canon JJK violence, mature themes, foul language, this is so sickly sweet I am WEAK

! PIECE BEGINS UNDERNEATH THE CUT !

It’s not like he meant for this to happen. 

But the way that you regarded him with such a softened voice and with hands gentler than the finest silk had him wrapped around your finger — seeking more of that sweet affection that you provided to him.  

The way that your eyes shone the moment you noticed him entering a room, the way that you scooted closer to him, the way that you hung off of his every word.  

He knew that he shouldn’t care about you — you were the personification of everything that he hated. A weak non-sorcerer who could do nothing when it came to defending oneself. 

And yet here he was, wanting nothing more than to shield you and protect you from the dangers of the world.  

“There you are.” Your soft voice wraps around Geto and lightly pulls him from whatever trance he had unknowingly fallen victim to. His head turns to watch as you enter, his lips turning upward in a lovesick smile.  

“Apologies love, were you searching for me?” Geto inquires curiously, his eyes fluttering shut as your lips press sweetly against his forehead.  

“Not me, the girls were asking for you,” you respond, lowering yourself down to sit at Geto’s side, sitting in between his outstretched legs. He smiles again, hand instinctively extending to lay against your leg, his thumb rubbing back and forth affectionately against your skin. 

“Were they?” 

“They were. Mimiko says that you promised her a tea party,” you say with a teasing raise of your eyebrow, one that Geto responds to with a shake of his head — though you don’t fail to notice the smile that he tries so hard to conceal.  

Subconsciously, Geto moves himself closer to you, squeezing your leg and feeling his chest warm as you nestle into his shoulder, cheek pressing comfortably against the soft fabric of his robes.  

“Did I now?” His shoulder rumbles against your cheek, his hand moving upward from your leg to stroke gentle circles into the small of your back. You hum against him, smiling as you nuzzle impossibly further into the warmth of his embrace.  

You both sit in silence, but neither of you mind it. It allows Geto to think — reflect on everything that had led him up to the very position that he found himself in.  

Geto knew that he was a terrible person, or rather, he was a terrible person by the standards that society constantly voiced. But shockingly, even with all of that, you loved him as if it were as easy as breathing.  

You saw past what the others said about him, you didn’t just see Geto — you saw Suguru. 

“Sugu?” you whisper sweetly, tilting your head to get a better look at your husband’s face. He turns to you, humming in response with a raised eyebrow — silently telling you to continue speaking. “I love you.” 

Geto smiles, his eyes softening at you as he leans down, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. Sure, you were a non-sorcerer, you were the very thing that he wanted to protect. Never did he want to see a scratch on your body or a teardrop on your cheek. You redefined what life meant to him. 

For a flickering moment, Geto forgets all that he had done. He forgets all of his venomous words and all of the blood that once stained his hands. All of it forgotten with a simple whisper — a declaration.  

He pulls back from you just enough to lean his forehead against your own. “I love you more angel.” 

[mariet-eva]

I wasn't expecting this kind of KIBUTSUJI MUZAN:

[mariet-eva]

𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄... 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃.

𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐅!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Warning!: contains mugen train spoilers! Character death, gore, blood, fluff, mention of alcohol (mentioned only a few times) & depression. This isn't accurate, so I used my own words and changed it a lot, so please understand. Two endings!

'...' ɪᴛᴀʟɪᴄ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sᴇʟғ ɪʟʟ ᴜsᴇ ɪᴛᴀʟɪᴄ sᴏ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴇᴛs ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ. ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠᴏᴛᴇ!! 💓

Sorry if there's any mistakes!

7390 words!

You were the tenth hashira. The Wisteria Pillar to be exact. You were proposed to by Kyojuro Rengoku. And you were planning your wedding.

Kyojuro had been called for a mission, apprently, according to his crow, many people had been seen entering the train, but never coming back out. They had sent out demon slayers, but none of them came back either.

"(Name)! Do you wanna accompany me on a mission?" "Oh sure! When are we leaving?" "about hmm... Less than an hour, but I wanna visit Senjuro and my father before I leave! Do you also wanna come with me?" "Of course! Your brother is adorable!" you laughed and so did he.

After your short journey to the Flame estate, you caught sight of Senjuro outside, sweeping. "Hey Senjuro!" you yelled, making Senjuro look up and wave with a shy smile on his face. Kyojuro smiled at his younger brother's shyness. Senjuro then jumped in Kyojuro's arms and swung him playfully, making you all laugh.

"Do you two want something to eat? I was already making lunch for Father and I think I might have gone overboard with the cooking because I had so much food and I don't think he and I could eat it all by ourselves!" he said, scratching the nape of his neck in embarrassment, but you only grinned. "Of course! Your cooking is amazing, I don't think I could ever decline your cooking, Senjuro!" Kyojuro cheered, and you only nodded in agreement.

There was laughing, the crunching of the food, and the happy era in the room. "I'm going to say goodbye to Father before I go, be right back!" Kyojuro smiled. He walked confidently down the hallway where Shinjuro, His father's room door was in front of him. He knocked before waiting a few seconds and then walking in. Shinjuro was sitting out at the Engawa, a bottle of sake in his rough hands. Ever since his mother, Ruka, a loving mother who cared for her three boys, caught an untreatable illness and unfortunately passed away, leaving Shinjuro in a state of shock and rage, it seemed to keep his sadness at bay, had could drink them away.

That was until Kyojuro caught sight of the clock and immediately stood up. "it seems that (name) and I have to go unless we're gonna be late for the train!" he exclaimed playfully ruffling Senjuro's hair. He drank the rest of his water before setting it back on the table.

"wait! I'll walk you two to the gate!" and so he did. "Senjuro, lunch was lovely! I really hope sometime we get another chance to have some more time with you! You also need to tell me your recipe for that onigiri." You said, Senjuro blushing at the compliment and nodding confidently.

Kyojuro held your hand as you bid your goodbyes before Kyojuro and you ran to the station where the train sat. You merely made it in time as you and Kyojuro stepped onto the train.

You sat down and Kyojuro sat across from you, he sat with his arms crossed with a big smile on his face. You started to talk but was interrupted by a waiter on the train, asking if you wanted something to eat, to which you nodded and so did Kyojuro. It will be a long journey after all.

"Umai!" munch.. "Umai!" munch.. "is that really the flame hashira?" "he looks like an idiot." "inosuke! That's rude! And zenitsu, it is. He looks like an admirable person."

"u-um... Mr. Rengoku?" "Umai!" "Kyojuro! Someone is calling you! It's the boy with the demon sister!" You said, lightly hitting him on the arm to get his attention. He turned his head towards the three boys. "Ah yes! Kamado, my boy! Come sit here!" He grinned patting the seat next to him and Tanjiro nodded and sat next to him.

"Kyaaaaa!! A pretty lady is in the same place as meeee!! Can you please marry meee?! I don't wanna die alone!!!!" Zenitsu cried, clinging his arms around your waist. You looked away in awkwardness. You felt Kyojuros burning gaze on you, so you adverted your eyes to him, his smile dropped a bit, eyes looking stern.

Could he be.. Jealous? The thought made you laugh, and Kyojuro's stern face was replaced with happiness and love when he saw you laugh.

"That's my fiancé, Yellow boy." "WHAAATTT?! I... YOU... HOW?! EEEEHHHH!? NEZUKO-CHAN!! SAVE ME!!" "Zenitsu, stop it."

"Come and fight me!!" "Settle down now, pig boy." "I AM NOT A PIG!! I AM KING INOSUKE!" "You are so embarrassing Inosuke!" "Shut up monitsu!" You sighed and shoved the two boys onto a seat on their own, tired of their behaviour already.

Kyojuro and Tanjiro we're talking amongst themselves, something about breathing styles. While you looked over at the boys to check on them, but regretted it when you saw Inosuke trying to stick his head out the window and Zenitsu trying to hold him back, calling Tanjiro for help.

The ticket man came around looking for people's tickets. As he came to you, the once happy space had now become a dark, gloomy era. You noticed his appearance, he had very dark eye bags under his eyes, and his eyes were blank. You reluctantly gave him your ticket, your suspicion raising, and it seemed like Kyojuro had the same. You stared at the lively smile he gave the man, just admiring his beauty. It's funny how the other hashiras call you both 'love birds.'

The click of the ticket removed you from your trance. You shook your head, trying to get rid of the thoughts that blasted through your head.

A few minutes passed and you felt sudden drowsiness, your eyes struggling to stay open. You thought it was weird, but didn't think much of it since you hadn't got much sleep in a while.

You opened your eyes only to be big green eyes starting back at you. Feeling a little frightened, you let out a squeal, before the person jumped up, but then you noticed it was the Love Hashira, Mitsuri Kanroji, also known as your best friend.

"(Name)! (Name)! Get up! Get up!" She squealed, shaking you by the shoulders a bit too hard. "Hey, hey, hey! What's wrong?! Is it a demon?!" You yelled, ready to get up and grab your sword to fight in your pajamas if you must. "It's your- a demon?! Are you silly?! Today is your big day!" "Mitsuri-Chan, I'll handle it." you heard a voice say, and Mitsuri stopped shaking you.

Shinobu Kocho, The insect Hashira, also known as your best friend, along with Mitsuri stepped out and helped you out of bed.

"What's happening?" You asked confusion on your face. "You're getting married to Rengoku-San, remember?" She asked, her thin eyebrows furrowing. You widened your eyes and started pacing around the room.

"but I need a dress! What ifidontlookgoodandhesaysnoatthevowsandrunsaway-" "(name)!"

After many almost mental breakdowns, you finally got your dress on, Suma and Makio & Hinatsuru Uzui worked on your makeup, and damn, they made you feel like a goddess. Mitsuri, Shinobu, Aoi, and the three butterfly girls worked on your dress compartment as your dress processes some errors while they fixed them. Nezuko popped up with small flowers in her hands, putting them into your hair beautifully. Kanao then came, placing a small butterfly clip in your hair. You then cooed, almost crying because of their cuteness.

But to your surprise, a familiar head peaked in, almost making you sob and ruin your makeup.

Your family passed a few years back, and you've just finally faced reality to accept it, but all the years you've survived without them, but as soon as you saw her face, you felt the need to be with them again.

"Oh my sweet baby... (Name)... You look gorgeous.. Oh my dear, don't cry!" Your mother cooed, smiling at your face.

The ladies then finished your look, which you squealed at and hugged them all. Mitsuri then had to hold back her tears, she felt so happy for you that she started crying, and soon enough, your mother joined in, claiming that you "grew up so fast."

𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞...

"Oh come on Kyojuro! Don't be so nervous, it'll be alright man." Tengen laughed at his best buddy's face. Kyojuro kept worrying about his hair, and constantly asking him if he looked alright, but tengen only laughed and nodded in response.

"Hisssss..." "Yeah, I wonder how Mitsuri looks as well. I'm she she'll be as stunning as always." "Are you talking to a... Snake? What the fuck." "Shut the fuck up Shinazugawa. Mind your own business." "Obanai, Shinazugawa. Do not fight on this special, holy day." "I agree. It's a special day for Rengoku-san and L/n-san." "Shut up Tomioka. Nobody asked for your opinion." "I simply said that do not fight on Rengoku and L/n's special day. There is no reason to get upset." "What the fuck? I'm out of here." Sanemi said, storming out of the room.

"Why am I here again..." "To celebrate Rengoku-san and L/n's wedding, Tokito." "What's a wedding... And who's Rengoku and L/n..." "Nevermind, Tokito. We must go now." "Go where?" "Just follow me, boy."

The flower girls were up, Which was the three butterfly triplets. Sumi, Naho, Kiyo throwing petals on the floor. Some people cooed at their cuteness.

It was time for you to walk up to your soon to be husband, holding your fathers arm as he smiled at you gently, he was a little emotional about today since his daughter was getting married, which made you giggle. It felt like a dream come true to you, honestly.

But then you finally looked up at him. He looked so, so, so good. His hair was in his usual, small ponytail, hair still on his shoulders, Swiftly blowing in the wind, You blushed. He looked at you, in shock, a warm blush complimenting his lovely face. He quickly came back to his loving smile, his hands getting a bit clammy, going over his vows in his head while trying to look at his soon to be wife. You noticed that his other two family members, Shinjuro, His father, and Senjuro, his sweet little brother looking at you with a gentle smile on his face, his eyes almost telling you run up there and say 'I do!'

Then you saw all the male hashiras by his side, Tengen, Gyomei, Obanai, Giyuu, Sanemi & Muichiro. Most of them looked like they didn't wanna be here, except Gyomei and Tengen, while sanemi looked at the bush at the side, giyuu staring into space, obanai staring at Mitsuri, wishing that it was him and her and Muichiro looking at the clouds, slowly floating past in the bright blue sky.

You finally made it to where Kyojuro was standing, your sandals making a small 'click' due to the added platform. (im trying to say heels but in a sadal way?)

While the priest was talking, you tried to quickly glance at the wedding setting but your (e/c) eyes caught something.

Your wedding setting plan was a lovely garden, greenery everywhere, ponds and lakes everywhere, flowers growing in the perfect spots.

But the thing that caught your eye was.. Someone was in the pond? It almost looked like you, but you ignored it, looking at your husband, thinking it was just your imagination.

You both then said your vows, making you giggle as yiu recall the times you spent together, leading up to this moment. He then said his vows, a smile on his face.

The priest then turned over to you.

"Miss L/n, do accept Mr Rengoku Kyojuro as your loving husband?" He asked you.

"I do."

"Mr Rengoku Kyojuro, do you accept Miss L/n as your loving wife?"

"I do!" Kyojyro said enthusiastically, making everyone laugh.

"Any objections?"

....... ....... .......

"You may kiss the bride." after he said that, kuojuro pounced. He grabbed your waist and leaned into your lips, you then wrapping your arms around his neck, screams and yells booming through the air. Screams mixed with Mitsuri and the girls and your parents and yells mixed with Tengen, Shinjuro and Senjuro.

After the kiss, he started twirling you around, laughing loudly, making you squeal in delight and shock.

"Why hello there, Mrs. Rengoku!" Kyojuro said and kissed your cheek. You booped his nose. "Hello there, Mr. Rengoku~!" "Okay, Okay we get it lovebirds."

Tengen then grabbed Kyojuro. "Mind if I take him for a bit?" "Nope! I don't mind!" You said, smiling and Tengen dragged him over somewhere.

You then saw fish jumping over at the pond, so you decided to take a closer look. You then kneeled on the grass, but made sure the dirt didn't stain your dress. You then looked at your reflection.

"This doesn't feel real.." you mumbled. You could of sworn that you were on the Mugen Train, sitting with Kyojuro and the Kamaboko Squad. As you thought you didn't realise a face starting back at you, but it wasnt just any face, it was your face. You jumped, today was feeling odd, and now this was feeling very strange.

You then realised that... You.. In the water, was trying to say something, so you looked closer to hear what you were saying, only for your arms to get your actual arms and pull you into the pond. Feeling panicked, you tried to swim back up but you held a deathly grip.

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" You screamed, bubbles forming around your mouth. You then disappeared somewhere into the water, making you feel even more uncomfortable.

'Wake up? Wake up? From what? From what?!'

"THE BRIDE HAS FALLEN INRO THE POND! SOOMEONE HELP HER! SHE ISNT COMING UP!" Someone screamed, and you felt a rush of hands trying to grip your arm, but no luck. You weren't thinking straight. 'Wake up? I'm so confused! Is this... All a dream?..'

"I'LL GET HER!!" Someone else yelled before you heard a big splash of water and someone pulling you up. As your head finally got above the water, you suddenly needed air, so you took big gasps of it.

The person who you recognized is your now husband, his eyebrows furrowed. "Are you okay my dear? You need to be more careful." Kyojuro mumbled and you nodded and hugged him. You were so confused, one moment you were on the Mugen Train and now your at your future wedding with Kyojuro? This has to be a dream.

You then excused yourself to the bathroom, looking yourself in the mirror, trying to process what just happened.

You then saw your blade in the corner, in your eyes, it's almost glimmering, as if it's the only thing you see in the room. You squinted your eyes and walked over to it. You picked it up, unsheathing the sword from the case.

Suddenly, multiple voices in your head started swarming in your head. Whispering and muttering "𝐂𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐊." "𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐊."

Panting, you hands shakily brought the sword up to your neck, closing your eyes shut.

'maybe, maybe, it will get me out of this dream, as much as I wanna stay, I have to get back to reality, especially since I'm vulnerable asleep.' she thought, you clenched the sword and screamed, swiping the sword against your neck.

Your body collapsed on the bathroom floor, unknown to you, someone heard your scream, and came rushing in, collapsing himself at the sight of your dead body on the floor.

But in reality however, you snapped your eyes open, and the first thing you see is some purple things on the train ceiling, making you jump and get into action, quickly slicing it. But to your surprise however, it was consuming the whole train, whatever it was. You noticed Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Nezuko and Kyojuro disappear, making you worry a bit.

You ran, slicing the purple guts that went into your way within a second. Slamming the door open with a bang, you saw your firey fiancee using his Flame breathing on a demon, making you sigh in relief. As you looked around, you noticed that everyone was asleep, so you suspected that the demon's ability was to make someone's dream come true and never wake again to the real world.

Kyojuro seemed to notice you after he finished the demon. "(Name)! It seems you have awoken, to my relief. Are you alright?!" He yelled and sped walked over to you, cradling your face in his hand, while his other on held his sword. You smiled and held the hand touching your face.

"I'm fine Kyojuro. Are you alright though?" You asked softly, wiping the small droplets from the demons blood on his face.

Kyojuro did his signature smile and kissed your cheek. "Of course I am! Now, let us defeat this demon and go home! I am looking forward to stay home with you after this is over! Do you wanna go to the festival after this actually? I promise it this time!" He said, the last time he said that he had to go to a mission when you two just got ready, making you sulk. You giggled and shook your head.

"I'll take care of the two cars while you take the other two!" Kyojuro yelled and you nodded, you two separating once again.

Soon enough, Tanjiro and the others defeated the main body of the demon, but after they did, the train tipped over, but none of the 200 passengers were killed. When the train tipped over, people's heavy luggage and belongings toppled over you, making you bang your head aggressively on the wall, making you fall unconscious with a bleeding head and some small bruises on your body.

When you opened your eyes again, your vision was hazy, seeing the moon shining down on you. Your ears started ringing and you closed your eyes as a headache started forming. When you opened your eyes again, you saw a pair of firey eyes starting back into yours, making you yelp, but realising it's Kyojuro's.

"Are you alright honey?" He asked softly getting on his knees and bandaging your head with the bandages from his haori.

You managed to mumble a 'yes'. But his warming presence didn't last long.

The mist and smoke from the train was still in the air, making it foggy, but you could somehow manage to spot a figure, aiming towards... Tanjiro?!

You tried getting up and aiming for the demon that was heading to tanjiro, but it seems Kyojuro had gotten to him first. The demon quickly recoiled, licking the blood of his arm as it regenerated in a blink of an eye. You wondered, why it regenerate so quickly? Not even a lower rank demon can regenerate that fast.

"Nice blade you got there." The demon spoke, opening his honey-coloured eyes. He had long eyelashes. You were shaken to the bone as you read his eyes. The writing in his eyes read...

Ʉ₱₱ɆⱤ₥ØØ₦ ₮ⱧⱤɆɆ

U..uppermoon three? Kyojuro was incredibly strong and fast, but this is uppermoon three, no human has survived him, ever. But you prayed that he would be okay.

"My name is Akaza, uppermoon three, what's yours?" "Rengoku Kyojuro, the Flame Hashira."

"Oh! A hashira? This is getting exciting! Not to mention, A flame hashira, I think I've killed a few!" Right after he said that, you could tell Kyojuro tensed, grabbing his sword in front of him more tighter, much after he did before.

Kyojuro saw Akaza's eyes flicker to you, so we started moving in front of you, blocking Akaza's vision of you.

"I assume she's a hashira aswell. You two sure look like the perfect couple, are you perhaps married?" Akaza asked, and Kyojuro tensed even more. If he didn't answer, it's only longer to get this over with.

"Yes, soon to be." "ah, I see." Kyojuro's eyes narrowed at him, gritting his teeth slightly. Akaza put his hands up in defence.

"don't you worry there bud. I don't eat or hurt women." That assured him, a bit, but that doesnt mean he'll go off guard when he comes close to you.

"Why don't you become a demon, Kyojuro? You look incredibly strong. Instead of having this one battle once, we could have it multiple times! That is, if you become a demon of course. You could train and live for a hundred years! No, two hundred years! You're strong enough to be an uppermoon, I can tell clearly. Now come on! Be a demon Kyojuro! Why live in this human form when you can be a demon and live forever?!"

"Because dying is life. It happens to all of us, you must treasure life before it ends. And that's what i'm gonna do. I have friends, and I've got family waiting for me home, and I have my soon-to-be wife fighting along side me, battling evil creatures like you. So, I decline your offer. If I die tonight, I will be remembered as a human who refuses to be a demon!" He yelled, getting passionate and angryier by the minute, making Akaza smirk and get in position.

Akaza dug his feet onto the ground, making it crack and break under him as he muttered his blood demon art.

"Technique development... Destructive Death: Compass Needle!" Akaza yelled, a snowflake shape under him, running straight and fast at Kyojuro.

And so, the battle began. You could hear the clashes of Kyojuros sword and the grunts coming out of his mouth. You narrowed your eyes, starting to get up, and it seems Tanjiro had the same idea.

"Kamado, (Name)! Don't get up! Your wounds will reopen and there is a high- chance of you bleeding to death! Let me handle this!" He yelled, focused on the battle before him. You looked at your surroundings. Zenitsu was lying there, unconscious, and you hoped it would stay that way, he was a very emotional boy and if he found out the situation he was in, he would start panicking and screaming, making your headache worse.

Tanjiro looked lost, he didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he should listen to Kyojuro, or if he should help him. I put my hand on his shoulder, giving him the best reassuringly smile you could pull, giving him a look 'leave him be.'

You heard Inosuke in the distance, yelling something about the ticket man under the train. Apparently, the man had stabbed Tanjiro with some sort of weapon. You knew he looked suspicious. Tanjiro replied, telling him to help him, Inosuke grunting and grumbling in response.

Your (e/c) eyes followed the fight again, trying to make out the figures. You head loud clashing of swords, making your eyebrows furrow as worry had made onto your features. You clenched your hand around the hilt of your sword, if Kyojuro ever turned his head and gave you the go ahead to join in, but he never did.

The sounds stopped and you heard Kyojuro panting. Your eyes managed to look to his face, blood was dripping down his mouth, blood dripping onto his forehead, and he seems to have crushed his eye badly. You quietly gasped at his wounds, feeling the urge to run at him and take him away, before he got killed. But you knew better. Kyojuro never, never, ever, ran away from his missions, nor the scariest demon, he always fight back, never backing down. He would never run away.

"Kyojuro! Become a demon! You are in the verge of dying, if you become a demon now, you will be healed within a blink of an eye! Don't go dying now! That's pathetic!" Akaza yelled, veins popping out of his face.

"I... I refuse... I refuse to become a demon! I would never... Become murderer, killer, ugly creature like you!" Kyojuro yelled, blood dripping down on the right side of his face now. The more blood he shed, the more you worried. The attacks never stopped, the two never stopped for a moment.

"let's fight more. Don't die on me, Kyojuro!" Akaza yelled, now frowning as Kyojuro's blood dripped onto the ground.

The two were a few meters apart, and Kyojuro was panting. He then pushed his foot back, the dust lifting from the movement.

It was as if his body lit into flames, his haori was blowing in the wind. The flames stopped, and Kyojuro swung his sword over his shoulder, his two hands on his sword.

"Set your heart ablaze, go beyond your limits."

"I will fulfil my duty! I will not let anyone here die!" He yelled, his eyes bursting with flames, determined to finish him. His face was covered in blood, yet, he still wore his signature smile. You only wished for him to be okay.

"Flame breathing... Esoteric Art!" He yelled, his thick eyebrows furrowing in anger and focusing on Akaza, his smiling dropping for once. Kyojuro's sword lit up in flames. Akaza seemed shaken and had a look of disbelief on his face.

"what a tremendous fighting spirit!" Akaza gasped, giving his evil and mischievous smile.

"You have to become a demon after all, Kyojuro!" Akaza grit his teeth in excitement.

Tanjiro looked at you worriedly, clutching your hand to bring you some sort of comfort.

"𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆.. 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌... 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔!" Kyojuro cried out, grasping his sword tighter then he did. The ground shook underneath him, and he lunged at Akaza, who was wearing a smile. He preformed his blood demon art, and the two collided.

You could hear yelling, blood gushing, Akaza's laughing, the both of them yelling. You covered your mouth, as you hoped for the best. A cloud of dust formed everywhere, and ground stilled.

The dust was fading away, slowly uncovering the scene before you.

The sight was the sight you never wanted to see in your life. All you wanted was to go home, hand-in-hand with your lover, not scratch on him and prepare your upcoming wedding. Was that too much to ask for?

Akaza's arm... Was impaled in Kyojuro's stomach. Blood dripped from Kyojuro's mouth, his white teeth stained with his own red blood.

You gasped, your whole body shook, your brain went blank, and big salty tears were already sliding down your face. Your voice was stuck in your throat, only sounds of disbelief and sadness groans coming out. Tanjiro grasped at the dirt beneath him, struggling to get up. Inosuke stood there, baffled at the scene before him, he didn't know what to do.

"Say that you'll become a demon Kyojuro!" Akaza shouted, his arm and the gashes had already regenerated while Kyojuro's was permanent.

Before Akaza spoke another word, Kyojuro gritted his teeth and aimed his sword at Akaza's neck. The demon groaned out in pain as Kyojuro dig his sword deeper into his neck, yelling in fury.

Akaza got his other hand and aimed it at Kyojuro's face, but luckily, Kyojuro stopped it with his other hand.

'he stopped it?!' Akaza thought, his eyes bulging in anger.

The veins popping out of their heads. They both screamed out in pain, and anger. Kyojuro digging his sword deeper while Akaza still had his hand in his stomach and trying to fight off Kyojuro.

'Damn! It'll be daybreak soon! I have to kill him and get out of here! I have to get out of here!'

"Out of my way!!" Akaza shouted, ripping his hand out of Kyojuro's grip and tearing out his hand from his stomach, leaving his sword stuck in his neck and hands ripped off him.

'I have to find refuge from the sunlight!' Akaza thought, fleeing from the sun and into the dark forest. Tanjiro was quick to get up and follow him.

"Tanjiro!"

He unshealted his sword, using his breathing to throw it at the pink-haired demon deep in the back.

"don't run away, you coward! Don't run away!"

'i'm not running from you, im running from the sun!'

"don't run away, you bastard! You bastard! You coward!" Tanjiro cried out, tears running down his cheeks. Your vision was blurry and you were unable to move. But you eventually wanted, no, needed to go to Kyojuro.

"Kyojuro!!" You screamed, wobbling over to him. You felt heartbroken that you lost most of your strength, almost like a half of you is fading.

Tanjiro limped over to you two as tears came down his face.

"Kamado, my young boy. I have high hopes for you and and your sister, I wish you two well. I hope that your sister turns human soon. The breathings we were talking about... I believe my father has a book of the type of breathing you seek. Go to the Rengoku residence, I'm sure my brother can guide you. Remember, set your heart ablaze, go beyond your limits. I believe in you." He managed to murmur out, turning his gaze to you.

"Ah, (name)... I'm.. I'm sorry. I wasn't able to make you happy, I wasn't able to make you my wife in time. I love you so, so much. After I die, I want you to never forget me, but... Find love... In another person.. I don't want you crying over my death..." "Kyojuro..." "(Name), Make sure father is okay, don't let him drink too much, and comfort Senjuro. He's too young to experience this.. I love you. I must see my mother soon...I... I think I see her... I don't think it's possible for me to live, again, i'm... Sorry. It was not... Meant to be this way." He said, whispering the last part as his life was being taken, slowly in front of your eyes.

He began to look behind you and Tanjiro, his eyes widening, and his mouth curling onto a smile. He must of seen his mother.

"Kyojuro... I love you so much, don't ever forget that, 𝐦𝐲... 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧-𝐭𝐨-𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝."

"I love you too, 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧-𝐭𝐨-𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞."

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"Good morning Kyojuro... It's a lovely morning, isn't it? I'm sure you would love it as much as I love it. We miss you, honey. I miss you. Maybe in another life, we could have our happy ending. I guess fate just didn't wish for us to be together." You murmured, placing flowers on the grave.

"Shinjuro-san has changed after what had happened, he has stopped his drinking habits and has opened up to me a little. Senjuro-san is also starting to heal, but very slowly. He misses you very much, my love. Tanjiro-kun and the others are working very hard. They are currently staying at the butterfly estate."

"I don't know how much I can take without being with you. I haven't taken my ring off at all. Everything has reminded me of you, Kyojuro." You weeped, covering your face.

"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞."

"I love you too, My husband."

𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐖𝐎!

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"Kyojuro! I..i'll help you!" You yelled and Kyojuro widened his eyes. You were one of the fastest hashira. Trying your best not to hurt him, you carried Kyojuro in your arms while you yelled at Tanjiro on what to do.

"Tanjiro-Kun! I'll get Kyojuro to help! Make sure you and everyone else is safe and check for any injuries!" You yelled, focusing on getting Kyojuro the medical help. You knew the kakushi's would come eventually, but by that time, it would be too late. So your legs sped faster then ever.

You went to the nearest hospital in the town. People stared at you weirdly. First, the man is in the woman's arms and second, Kyojuro is on the verge of death, and third, you both have swords. But did you care? Of course not, you only cared about Kyojuro.

Luckily, the best doctors there were available and got to work immediately. You sent your crow to the group of boys to see what's happening on their end. Kakushi's probably landed by now.

You sat in the waiting room, waiting for the white door to be opened. You didn't even have to appetite to eat and your leg constantly jumped on nervousment. Due to the nevousment and the lack of sleep you've gotten, you eventually fell asleep in the uncomfortable chair.

"Miss? Ma'am? Can you wake up please?" The nurse spoke, shaking you softly. You blinked your eyes opened repeatedly, still half asleep. You wanted to go to sleep, closing your eyes again in tiredness.

Realizing your surroundings and why your here, you shot up.

"K-Kyojuro! Is he okay? Is my husband okay?!" "Oh uhm, yes Mrs, He is okay. His eye got crushed, so we wrapped bandages around the eye. His ribs and fingers are broken. And obviously, the hole in his abdomen was deep. It might take a long time to fully heal. You are lucky you got here fast enough, or else we couldn't have saved him."

"M-May I see him?" "You may. He is currently resting and I may inform you not to wake him up. He had struggled not sleeping next to 'Y/n' he said." your eyes softened at what she said. Oh, how you adore him.

You sped to his door, not bothering knocking in case he'd wake up. The state he was in, was bad. He was covered in bandages all over, especially his abdomen.

You couldn't help yourself as tears pushed their way through your eyes, now rolling your face. Limping over to his form, you crawled in beside him, careful not to touch any of his injuries. He looked so peaceful sleeping. He was like an angel sent from heaven just for you. He was your sun, he was your life. He was everything to you, for you. He was like the other half of you, if he ever passed, you would feel empty, broken.

You touched his face, looking at his closed eye. You kissed every part of his face, a little happy that he still has a chance with him.

His body shuffled a bit, making you jump and a bit worried since you weren't supposed to wake him up.

His only eye opened, adjusting to the room. He felt another presence beside him, so he looked next to him.

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

What... What am I doing here? What happened... All I remember is... Fighting Akaza, the pain of my injuries, the pain in my abdomen... Am I... Dead? Will I get to meet mother again? No... I left Father... Senjuro... Y/n... I never got to forfil my promise of marrying you and making you happy.

No, I am not dead, I still feel the pain... Over my body, my fingers, my abdomen... Then who is next to me?

I look over to my left, only to see my lover lying next to me.

"Y-Y-" "Shh my love. Don't waste your breath. Please rest. I wasn't supposed to wake you up. I love you, my love."

Did she... Save me? I... Survived..? All thanks to her... My lover... If I haven't loved her enough, I love her more than ever.

I nodded and she wrapped her arms around my neck since my body was full of cuts, bruises and broken bones. I was comfortable in her arms, I always have been, forever.

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After a few months, I healed, except the hole in my abdomen hasn't healed fully. I go to Kocho's butterfly manor for checkup's now.

My wedding with Y/n is tomorrow. I have my suit ready. I am very happy to get married to my lover and I'm glad that I could be her husband. We don't want anything to happen to each other. I have retired from being the Flame Hashira, and she continues to be The Wisteria Hashira.

My father and Senjuro were happy to see me, but a sad that I was on the verge of death. Shinjuro has treated me, Senjuro and Y/n better and has stopped his drinking habits, thankfully.

I'm glad Father has gone back to his old ways, back to caring about us again. I understand that he was emotionally and physically upset about my Mother's death, but drinking alcohol is not gonna help in any way.

Tomorrow came and I was nervous. I mean, what if I mess up? What if she has her doubts? What if she says no? What if- no. I shouldn't think like this. She's gonna say yes and I know it.

The male hashiras and friends, Tengen, Shinazugawa, Obanai, Gyomei, Muichiro, Giyuu, Kamado, yellow boy and Boar boy.

"Oi dude! I need to fix your hair!"

"My hair? I-Is something wrong with it?!"

"Yeah. I need to put flashiness into it!" tengen said, pointing to something.

"...Tengen. We are not putting glitter in my hair. I'm getting married, not being a gliterbomb."

"Psh, whatever. Kyojuro, there's a stain on your ass! Did you shit yourself?!"

"WHAT?! I- HOW?-"

"HAHAHA! YOU SHOULD IF SEEN YOUR FACE!"

"TENGEN! YOU BETTER NOT BE MESSING AROUND WITH KYOJURO!"

".... I'm not Makio! I swear!"

Makio quickly opened the door, grabbing Tengen by the ear, and dragging him out. Hinatsuru and Suma only giggled before heading to (Name)'s room.

I only shook my head. Tengen was not helping. Tanjiro and the two boys then spoke up.

"Rengoku-san, You look amazing! I hope the wedding goes as plan. Y/n-san is very lucky to have you. You two look like the very best couple!" Tanjiro said, giving a closed eye smile. I smile back with enthusiasm, even though the nevousment is still bubbling in my stomach.

"Thank you, Kamado!"

"WHERE'S THE FOOD?! ARE THERE ANY DEMONS?!"

"INOSUKE! PUT YOUR SWORDS AWAY! AND PUT ON YOUR GODDAMN SHIRT!"

"Erm, ew, no. I am not putting on the suffocating killer of a thing."

"TANJIRO!!"

Tanjiro's sweat dropped, while I smiled at the scene. The boar boy sure knew how to make noise. Tanjiro then said a goodbye, shoving the two out the sorry, yelling a 'sorry' as I didn't hear him mutter a sorry the first time.

Senjuro then came in, smiling up at me. He was growing! His head was about to my shoulders! I then ruffled his head.

"Brother! You look good. I'm sure Y/N thinks so when she sees you too!"

"Haha! Thank you Senjuro! I am quite nervous! I hope everything goes as planned." I say, giving a smile down at him. My father then came in, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"I'm proud of you son. Remember, I want some grandchildren as well." He winked and my face heated up at what he said.

"I will ask Y/N on how she thinks on that idea! We will only go at her pace!" My father only laughed, tugging Senjuro softly.

"Well, Me and Senjuro are gonna get into place. After all, I am walking Y/n down the aisle. We don't wanna be late, do we Senjuro?"

"Nope!"

"Well then, I'll see you later, Kyojuro." "Okay!"

Looking at myself in the mirror, I wonder how she's feeling right now...

𝐘/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

I am so nervous! Mitsuri and Shinobu did a wonderful job, as well as the butterfly ladies and the Uzui ladies. Only this time, my family wasn't here. But I've learned to accept that. I'm sure they're cheering me on, even if it's from above. Shinjuro-san is walking me down the aisle. He was like a father figure to me, apart from Master of course. His illness has gotten worse, so he unfortunately couldn't come. He sends his blessings and his apologies.

"Thank you guys. I love you guys so much. Thank you for doing this all for me!"

"WAHHH! Y/N-CHAN!! I LOVE YOU TOO!"

"Now now now, Mitsuri-chan, we wouldn't wanna ruin your makeup now would we?~"

"N-no..."

"well then. I'm gonna get back to Tomioka-san while Mitsuri-chan goes with Iguro-san. It's almost time for you to walk down, Y/n-chan. We'll be right here for you. I'll be right next to you, okay?"

"O-Okay!" You stuttered, trying to be confident. My palms were sweating.

It was time to walk down.

The scenery was beautiful, flowers decorated the place. While you and Kyojuro were friends, you two discovered a lovely waterfall on a mission, it was actually the same waterfall place where he confessed his love. Kyojuro and you thought it would be amazing to have the wedding here.

(ᴀ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴘɪᴄ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ)

Flowers were everywhere, which you loved. When you were walking, you noticed all of your friends and the people you call family, noticed you walking, standing up. You saw Shinjuro, hooking your arms with his.

He then leaned in close in your ear, whispering that you look beautiful, which you replied with a thank you.

Looking up at Kyojuro's face, you noticed his pink tainted cheeks, and the loving smile he always gave you.

Tengen looked at Kyojuro's face with a smug smile, sanemi looking bored, thinking he could slay over 100 demons in this moment. Giyuu had a small smile, aswell as Gyomei. Muichiro snatched one of the flowers, staring at the flower, no thought behind his eyes.

Tanjiro smiled at the two of you, Inosuke was busing himself with food, the crumbs sticking onto his face. Zenitsu having love hearts in his eyes while staring at Nezuko, aswell as obanai. He gave you a few looks, but moving his different coloured eyes to Mitsuri lovingly. As if it was their wedding.

Mitsuri wore a big smile and blushed, Shinobu kept her small smile, as well as Kanao and Aoi. Nezuko smiled behind her muzzle. Suma was covering her mouth, trying to prevent her from squealing, Makio had her hands on her hips, smiling while Hinatsuru kept her hand on her wrist, smiling gently.

Making it up to where Kyojuro stood and letting go of Shinjuro's arm, giving a shy smile across to Kyojuro. While the preist was speaking, You looked at your surroundings, taking in the scenery. This time, you didn't see anything, making you sigh and relief. A soft smile replacing your shy one.

You stared at his fiery orbs, while the priest spoke.

"Miss L/n, would you take Rengoku Kyojuro as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Rengoku Kyojuro, do you take Y/n L/n as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do!" Kyojuro yelled, making everyone laugh. Just like your dream.

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"you may kiss the bride."

Kyojuro wasted no time, quickly grabbing your waist and kissing your lips. The crowd cheered in joy.

You were glad that this wasn't a dream. Being a Rengoku wasn't a dream, at last.

You and kyojuro lived happily ever after.

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