Kyojuro Pregnancy HC’s

When he hears the news, Kyojuro is incredibly excited. No one is happier than him to be a father and when he finds out he’s literally telling everyone he knows “Y/N is pregnant! Can you believe it? I’m going to be a father!” He’s constantly by your side once he finds out, even taking a leave of absence from work to be with you towards the end of your pregnancy in case anything happens. He’ll even bring Senjuro to help when he can’t be there, like when he goes to the store for you to get whatever you need or when he has to leave on missions. “Keep an eye on her Senjuro, I’ll be back soon!” He’s very protective too, often cuddling you or keeping you in his arms when people come near you. He builds a nest for you out of every blanket and pillow in the house, making sure you’re comfortable and even putting his haori in it so you have something that smells like him to bring you comfort when he’s gone. He counts the days until he gets to be a father and he is the kind of person who will press his ear to your growing tummy and talk to his baby. “I can’t wait to meet you” or even reading them bedtime stories while you doze off. Senjuro thinks it’s sweet. Senjuro got to feel the baby kick while Kyojuro was away and he was so excited, unable to talk about anything else for the rest of the day, so happy to be an uncle! While it takes a bit for his father to come around, you insist that family is family and while cautious, Kyojuro agrees, letting his father come around more and to your surprise Shinjuro is actually quite helpful, giving you advice and helping you get comfortable in your later terms of pregnancy. “I’ve watched two son’s come into this world, I have a few tips.” He assures you, making you feel better about it. When the baby does come, ironically, Shinjuro is the only one around and has to help you through the process until Kyojuro arrives, taking over after thanking his father. Senjuro is the first to hold them after their born and he cries, Shinjuro rolling his eyes at the boy but when the small bundle is put in his arms he has the same overwhelming emotion though fights like hell to keep his tears held back. Kyojuro is happy to have them there, glad they could all be there for when your little bundle of joy came into the world.

His first reaction to his baby My sweet little child, I will protect and love you from this day forth!

After the pregnancy Kyojuro is hyper fixated on his baby and does everything he can with and for them~ He has to clean? He straps his baby to his chest as he does so. He needs to go to the store? Time to get the sling! Do you need a break? Say no more, Kyojuro will take care of them~! He always sits up with them when they cry, or feeds them when they get fussy and assists with giving them baths. He just wants to be there for them and is always the first to jump at the chance.

As the child grows Kyojuro is very attentive and protective of his child, often going out of his way to make sure they keep safe. He will walk them to school if they go and will teach them to use a blade when they get old enough and he will always encourage them to follow their dreams. He is their biggest fan and supporter and he will always be there for them, teaching and guiding them in his passionate and happy way~

falling asleep with a claustrophobic s/o

| ft. tengen, rengoku, sanemi, and giyuu

a/n: i’m SUPER cleithrophobic (which is like clastrophobia but more a fear of being trapped and unable to get out, rather than being afraid of small spaces in general) and cuddling is really hard for me. sometimes i, me, the author has to indulge in some VERY specific comfort hcs

tengen

• bedtime got you down?
• cuddling feel like being buried alive?
• well you’re in luck!
• b/c your husband is as broad as a california king
• ‘but i’m big big :(‘ you protest
• to which i say
• sorry
• he’s even bigger
• he will always be bigger than you and he will always want your weight sprawled on top of him
• tengenthuds onto his back in a sea of satin sheets
• “come”
• he pats his chest invitingly and peers over his big old bust at you
• “ten, i’m not sleeping on top of you.”
• he pouts and drums his chest some more
• “you don’t love me anymore”
• “your boobs are too big!”
• pouty lips curling at the corners, he sits up a bit to reach for your hand
• you always fight him when you think you’re being a burden
• you don’t wanna fall asleep tangled in his arms?
• nonissue
• he would sleep on hot coals if it made you more comfortable
• smile on his face
• “you love these double Ds”
• “they’ll give me a crick so bad i die”
• you’re not fighting him anymore though, as he takes your hand and pulls you forward
• “dying in my arms y/n, very romantic”
• it only takes one tug to pull you off balance and your head lands squarely above his heart
• you can hear it beating clearly here
• and if anything, a little too fast
• “you got a crush or ‘sum?” you murmur into his collarbone with one defeated, and cozily squished cheek
• it’s perfect like this
• you wiggle all your limbs and bask in the freedom
• he tosses a blanket over your little dogpile
• and rests a hand on the back of your head to keep you from slipping
• “y/n,a crush?” he murmurs into your hair, “when we first met, i once– from the thought of you alone– without touching myself– achiev–”
• “goodnight tengen”

rengoku

• kyojuro is ridiculous i swear
• who thought ‘yes i’ll simply write the perfect man and then let him be perfect in front of a yearning audience’??
• a sweaty heat between you
• legs over hips
• your waist in his arms
• a thumb swiping at your cheekbone rhythmically
• it’s too hot
• –can’t bend your arms, can’t free your hips, it’s too–
• “it’s–it’s too much”
• you roll a few times out of his arms to the safety of your empty futon beside his
• “i’m sorry kyo”
• he’s warm and wide and heavy and so fucking cuddly
• “my love, are you alright?”
• when you peek at him behind you, in his own bedding, his golden eyes look so concerned it kills you
• he’s propped himself up on an elbow
• ready to jump into action
• has he offended you?
• are you unwell?
• do you need a doctor?
• “i’m sorry” you murmur and turn away from him “i’m tired, i don’t want to touch tonight”
• “oh love, i’m sorry, i wasn’t trying to–”
• “no, no” you roll back over in a hurry to correct him, “i just have to be over here right now”
• he doesn’t understand
• “are…um, have i, maybe..”
• how could you possibly tell the man who hung the stars for you that holding him at night makes it difficult to breathe?
• “my chest,” you pull one of his hands out of his blanket and press it against your heart, across the divide of your futons laid side by side, “it feels tight when i’m in closed spaces”
• he melts in your touch and lowers himself back into bed to listen
• “i don’t…like feeling like i can’t move”
• it takes him all of eight seconds to cure your anxiety
• “i hold you at night to make you feel safe. It has not been. My darling, what can i do to comfort you?”
• i life without this man is no life at all
• you fall asleep easily on his outstretched arm that night, his other hand rubbing patterns down your back
• “you should always tell me these things y/n, i will help you.”
• from then on, on days where his arms are too heavy for you, or his bedding is too hot, kyojuro tucks you in and then falls asleep facing your futon so that the first and last thing he sees everyday is you at peace

sanemi

• “what do you mean you don’t want me to hold you? are you fucking defective?”
• ah yes
• doesn’t he just make your knees weak
• “real panty soaker you are nems”
• sanemi is behind you and seconds away from reaching an arm across your waist, having finally gathered enough courage to spoon you
• this is what people want right?!
• to be the little spoon??
• he would want that if he were you
• you roll away from him two times to make sure you’re facing him and far enough away to see his face clearly
• it’s whole fucking ordeal
• “i don’t like getting spooned”
• “huh?” he grimaces
• and makes a dramatic show of stretching his arms out wide in exasperation
• “it’s just too restrictive! i don’t like it”
• “you don’t seem to care about restriction when i’m fucking folding you in–”
• “do not finish that sentence”
• “–half!”
• first night together going just swimmingly
• sanemi finally has a chance to be gentle with you and you don’t even want it
• “how do you normally sleep?” your airy voice snaps him momentarily out of a rage
• “however i fucking want”
• “then get comfortable”
• “what?”
• what are you talking about?
• “go on then” you repeat, holding back giggles from the other side of the mattress “get comfortable, I have an idea”
• he looks to you and then back up at the ceiling and huffs
• “c’mon nems jus–”
• his arms suddenly shoot straight out next to him and he kicks up his knees under the blanket
• ⭐️
• he’s still staring at the ceiling but now his face is bright red
• “o-oh,” you bite back laughter, “is this..is this how you do it normally?”
• “shut up”
• he’s not embarrassed for long though, as you snake your way beside him
• “let me know if you don’t like it”
• he’s not sure what he’s expecting– anything? everything?– and he’s really not sure how to breathe when you lay a careful head on his shoulder
• you press your chests together and tuck one of your thighs between his legs
• adjust your cheek into the hollow of his collarbone
• “is this okay sanemi? you lay on your back, i lay on my stomach”
• is this okay sanemi
• he might love you
• “you sleep like a starfish so i’ll just latch on where i can”
• “whatever”
• he’s thankful you can’t see him fighting to not bury his face in your sweet hair
• “oh i get it” your voice and chest rumble with laughter against his body “you just want me to spoon you”
• and for the first time all night he’s too distracted to be a bloodthirsty bastard
• “you can do that?”
• “roll over”

giyuu

• three demon hordes, two sleepless nights, and one lost finger
• andthis is going to be what kills you?
• giyuu gulps
• you don’t even make a sound
• you’re both hovering at the foot of a single futon in the center of the inn room
• “i asked for two”
• is the only thing he can muster
• you shake yourself out of your daze and rest a hand on your sword hilt
• “we can do this”
• giyuu nods vaguely but doesn’t look at you
• you’ve been together for weeks
• ahundred years longer than the hashira thought anyone could stand him
• but haven’t needed to fall asleep together yet
• ‘burn that bridge when we cross it,’ you always thought
• besides, you and giyuu have never needed a bed
• giyuu is the first to lay down after bathing
• he stands up politely when you enter the room from your own bath but you can tell he’s exhausted
• he’s back down even faster than he stood and visibly fighting the urge to sleep for forty days and nights
• you sink to your knees beside the bed
• “may i?”
• and before you even get the last word out, he’s tossing the blanket back for you
• dark eyes
• parted lips
• hair covering his face in long tumbles
• “please”
• gods you have such a big crush on this little awkward man
• okay
• alright
• your first full night together might not be so scary after all
• he looks like he’ll fall asleep immediately
• you might not even have to tell him–
• “y/n,” he tugs on you before pulling the blanket up so far it floats down over your heads,
• “closer.”
• he hates this
• he can’t feel your warmth
• “tomioka wait– i–”
• hemoves closer before you can finish your thought
• and cups your hands in his
• it’s difficult to make out his expression in the dim candlelight filtering through your comforter
• but you wish you could have seen exactly how he looked before he brought both of your hands to his lips for a gentle kiss
•  in one hand he laces your fingers together and with the other he pulls the bedding back down to a reasonable shoulder-level
• “don’t worry y/n, i know you don’t like tight spaces”
• you’re laying on your sides facing each other, fingers tangled together
• “is it okay if i hold you.. like this?”
• you nod, blissfully
• sleepily
• you really didn’t have to tell him
• “i’m sorry about your finger”
• …
• “what?”
• “your finger”
• he murmurs into your knuckles still held against his face
• eyes closed so gently they flutter
• “the one a demon bit off”
• right
• you exhale softly in laughter, the air blowing over his cheek
• “don’t worry, it was my least favorite”
• “mine too”
• op-
• there he is

why do i feel like giyuu’s stupid awkward ass would hug you from the back all the time so he can slip his hand(s) down into your panties and cup your pussy. not even sexually. just bc he likes how soft and warm it feels.

…actually not even just giyuu, this feels like a douma and a tengen thing, too (but they deffo end up clit tickling). i can see gyuutaro doing it too. maybe even akaza.

• tengen uzui with his black gf tho. taking your bonnet and scarves you wear to bed and bedazzling them himself thinking he’s doing a good thing. presents them to you and everything smirking like he so damn proud of himself.

• and you have to laugh at him like no mf i need to fucking sleep in these. this shit is gonna give me a headache. and they’ll snag on your pillowcases ur dumb af??!

• he’s probably irritated at ur response and snatches them from you and calls you a snore fest but gets back to plotting immediately

• so next best thing, he gets you grade A 100% mulberry silk handmade silk scarves and bonnets in every color with Goddess Of Flamboyance embroidered in the band.

• …and gets his own with God Of Glam on them.

what can i say i love this idiotass

Canon