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[maigo-san]

[sauchgo]

spins around in circles and jumps around,,,

i love,,your art,, augh,,

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[rentanren-doc]

By the current

by farmhandler | 7.9k | E

merman Tanjirou/merman Kyoujurou

mating rituals, mating season

link 🎴🔥

[thischachamaru]

their first time was on a tuesday

summary: Tanjiro and Rengoku try a little foreplay.

100 words, top!Tanjiro, intense kissing

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Tanjiro kissed Rengoku, once, twice, thrice, pressing their lips together, squeezing everywhere he could. Rengoku gasped.

“Tanjiro, this, is, ahhh—a bit, haaaaah— MUCH!” he yelped, and tripped, sending feathers flying.

“Ah, Rengoku! Are you okay?” Tanjiro crawled over the bed, checking his head for bumps.

“F-fine.” Rengoku whipped his cheek sideways, mortified. “I’m fine!”

“Look at me, Kyojuro,” Tanjiro said. He gently turned Rengoku to face him. “I’m sorry. Was it really too much? Should I stop?”

The hashira paused.

“Keep… going,” he said, pulse fluttering. “Slowly! Slowly.”

“Tell me when,” Tanjiro insisted.

“Mm!” Rengoku vibrated. “Ha! Ha. Now!”

[maigo-san]

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[maigo-san]

RenTanRen Poll Game (hyperspecific edition)

no question, choose your rntnrn vibe

I live for the angst. I just want them both to fall in love and suffer from it

height/size difference, age gap, role difference, all the classic stuff.

Soulmates - "In the next life, I will always love you."

I just want someone to fight and protect Tanjirou because he's a Ray of Sunshine

I just want someone to take care of and defend Kyoujurou because he deserves it.

slice of life, bakery, domestic bliss, the chill vibe. This is my comfort ship.

I can relate to Tan/Kyou... I want Kyou/Tan to love me 😏

they're not my main ship but I like them

despite their supposed roles if Kyou lives, I think they're equals

Voting ended onApr 30, 2023

[maigo-san]

🎴🔥 konpon au where they are childhood best friends that share a laugh together through mischief. This is the kids' design. I'm planning to expand more later. Regarding Kyoujurou's tail, let's just say it didn't actually take a hundred years to get another, maybe only ten

[maigo-san]

"Kamado-sama..." his husky voice could drown Tanjirou in black water, but he knew the archangel bled gold.

"I thought I was your boy, Rengoku-san," Tanjirou whimpered almost adjuring; even though it was the older man that was under him leaning his head on Tanjirou's dark knee, not the other way around.

"God is asleep," Kyoujurou whispered, fox eyes pure magnet, "can't I revere you on my day off?"

Tanjirou gulped, a hundred years and he was still not used to this kind of attention.

"But they never slept," he mumbled, glancing to the side and wishing the void had other furnitures.

He thought hell would be rowdy and crowded, but he was mostly alone. Idling in his stupid castle and its never-ending filth. He supposed it was fitting as hell was a place of torture. He did not think it was in the form of inconvenience like not being allowed to clean or having his hyperosmic nose constantly disturbed by the eternal yet mildly awful stench.

He had to give the angel credit as he was the only fragrant and pristine thing in this underworld, yet he never complained.

If his skin was not biting cold or coarse, his cheeks would be rosy and bouncy from the tooth-aching smile he made as Kyoujurou danced and sing in that bass-baritone voice. He wondered if it was familiar to them, where they could just enjoy the still time in each other's company.

"Yes..." Kyoujurou smiled, this time his eyes dipped like partial eclipses and they glossed under the low light of his lair.

"That is why they trust you to take care of me."

Deja vu, a shadow of memory he didn't know he had. Because he knew they were not real.

Kyoujurou died before Tanjirou could say goodbye. The whole universe watched and laughed at Tanjirou's pathetic wail.

"Is that what you really think, Kamado Boy?" Kyoujurou's voice was gentle like satin.

"Inside me, the sky wept with you and smothered the flames. The tears that touched the ground birth life again, anchoring me to the ground with their stems and leaves. My corpse was an osmosis of your spirit and strength."

Tanjirou listened to the jingle of his bamboo earrings. Kyoujurou had dug it from his grave and Tanjirou didn't even know he had it before, barely catching on to whatever three seconds memory God returned to him every few weeks.

What a jerk.

But Kyoujurou was ecstatic to see him and had been going down to earth and sneaking into his old homes to steal his belongings. Journals, pictures, scribbles.

He knew there was no way God did not know... but he supposed it was quite entertaining.

So Tanjirou affixed them on Kyoujurou's ears and suddenly, he felt something in him cleansed and purged. He sort of understood how the universe worked.

"Of course. I will always take care of you, Rengoku-san," Tanjirou smiled, raking long nails in yellow silk.

Tanjirou died after he sliced his own head clean as the cursed blood had fully transformed him. But the next time he woke up, he found himself in hell.

Where a vacant throne awaited.

He didn't understand why all of this was happening. But he supposed he deserved it, as Nezuko was not with him and he was sure she was safe somewhere else on Earth.

Yet, he found life still desirable, despite the pain it only caused. Thus he broke both heaven and hell to search for just the scent of life he didn't even know where that knowledge came from but he just had a strong feeling in him that he could not satiate until... he reached the archangel's chamber.

He had thought about it. He could take Kyoujurou with him, every pluck of a feather dim his light and Tanjirou knew fallen angels were fine to stay in hell as long as they wanted or just cease to exist when God found them nugatory.

But he was exhausted, despite all the powers he owned now.

He felt ill just from resisting, just from being angry, just for feeling betrayed.

He might as well not feel anything.

But before anxiety ignited the rage back, he let the empathetic angel embrace him. Shifted his horns, wings, and spines back into his puny human-like body and let the large wings envelop him with the first warmth of rebirth.

He didn't understand what God wanted but he didn't mind the cruel universe now.

As long as Kyoujurou was here.

Alive and loved.

a/n: this is for the week 5: 🎲rentan village event, which was part of a weekly prompt event in the rntnvillage tag. I got no. 2 Cursed Blood

this is also part of my rntnrn angel/demon au