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Aki said he’d give them a dollar each if they posed nicely

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hai wishi how are uu♡♡

Um I am . Tired 😭

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Can’t wait to not sleep at all on September 11th

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I can't stand the brain dead fans that are annoyed at how pathetic and useless Denji has been the last volume or so like his coping mechanism wasn't revealed in aging devil's world - dudes literally in a mild dissociative state falling into an empty nihilistic and hedonistic mix of a world view. Of course he's gonna gawk and zone out at Death exposing her underwear, he's getting a dopamine hit he so desperately craves. He knows people are using him - literally says to Fumiko herself this chapter - but wow that core/id/primiral part of his brain that just wants to feel good and satisfied takes over loudly becuase its the only thing keeping him going

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Devil hunters when they hunt devils idk what they do im a little distracted

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welp

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𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐀𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢

Denji x fem reader

- As an adult, Denji has grown cautious. He’s learned to read people and become less trusting. His old recklessness has morphed into a kind of street-smart audacity — the sort that helps those who grew up rough survive. He rarely charges headfirst into fights anymore; most of the time, he avoids physical confrontations altogether, intimidating others with just a glare and his aura. There’s a lingering skepticism in his eyes — sad as it is to admit, Denji has grown up, hardened against his will, and armored himself against the world. The pain of losing those close to him has locked his heart away behind seven locks.

- He often has nightmares. He wakes up drenched in sweat, tangled in the sheets, sometimes screaming. Gasping for air, he trembles through the aftershocks before crawling into your arms. You stroke his light hair, whisper soothing words — and only then does he drift back to sleep. You often suggest seeing a doctor to help him, but he just scowls and insists he’s fine. He sees no point — he’s memorized every one of his nightmares by now.

- Adult Denji has learned to save money. Not because he’s become some financially savvy Wall Street wolf — he just realized how nice it feels to buy ice cream without a second thought. That became his motivation. It’s comforting to know he can afford bread tomorrow, or slightly fancier shampoo. Over time, he got the hang of it and realized that managing money right means he can take his girl on nice dates or buy her little trinkets that make her smile.

- In his head, he often talks to Power. Not that she’s some kind of authority — those honors would probably go to Aki. It’s just that sometimes, he misses his old self — the carefree, scrawny idiot with sharp elbows and ribs visible under his skin. So he bickers with Power in his mind and brags to her that he’s finally touched real boobs.

- He still works as a hunter, but half-heartedly, cutting corners and skipping shifts. He prefers normal, human jobs — sometimes as a mover, sometimes a janitor. All he wants is to live decently: not starve, sleep peacefully, and, of course, have love in his life. He’d rather go to the movies with you than lie in a pool of blood after a brawl. His priorities shifted around age nineteen — Denji realized he promised Pochita to live his best life, and in his eyes, the best life is a quiet, well-fed one.

- Dating girls… was tricky. Sure, Denji has learned to understand emotions, but he still says out loud what others wouldn’t even dare think. His tongue is a razor, and he couldn’t care less about taboos. Sometimes he realizes too late that he’s said too much — but by then, the damage is done.

- The way he fell for you… was strange. At first, it was your looks — he liked your hair. He wanted to bury his nose in it, run his fingers through it. But the real world isn’t all sunshine: you snapped at him for staring, he shot back with "Can’t I?", and you ended up fighting over nothing. Then it turned out he was your neighbor…

- Denji is incredibly affectionate. Yeah, he looks like a sharp-toothed jackal, but he still kisses hesitantly, as if asking for permission — even months into your relationship.

- His sexuality is a mix of desire and awkwardness. His persistence and the way he whispers tenderly in your ear drives you wild. "I want you, but… you sure you want this too? ‘Cause I—I mean, just say if you change your mind, okay?" He hates pressuring people — dominance isn’t his thing. After craving human warmth for so long, forcing affection is the last thing he’d ever do.

- Surprisingly tender when caring for you. He’ll nurse you back to health, feed you soup, carry you to the bath if needed. He’ll wash you, change you into clean clothes, reheat broth. Sometimes he stays awake just to lazily trace the back of your hand with his finger or swap out the compress on your forehead. He hardly ever gets sick himself — wounds heal fast, colds avoid him. Even if he goes out in a T-shirt in winter, the flu steers clear.

- You remember your first time. Despite Denji’s efforts, it was a disaster. But that’s love — it teaches patience, so you didn’t laugh, just decided to teach him the delicate art of intimacy. Over time, he became more attentive in bed. Awkwardness gave way to confidence — Denji’s a good student. He aced the theory; now he’s acing the practice.

- Denji loves kissing — for hours, even. To him, it’s a form of relaxation that doesn’t have to lead to sex. But there’s one moment that always sparks the prelude — when, at your request, he pulls off his T-shirt, and you stare at his messy hair and flushed cheeks.

- He adores when you touch his hair. He goes pliant, even closes his eyes, letting out quiet, teeth-clenched moans. He gets flustered but turned on when he hears your sounds. "Don’t stay quiet," he pleads, sometimes holding back just to watch your face and listen to you.

- If you’re on top, he stares at you, spellbound. His gaze is hot but full of adoration — almost puppy-like. It embarrasses you to no end, but it also drives you crazy.

- Addicted to cola. Later became addicted to Fanta. Loves soda to death, especially trying new flavors. Those neon-blue drinks? Fascinating. When you grumble that it’s pure chemicals, he grumbles back, "It’s blackberry Fanta, okay?!"

- Sleeps naked in summer—"natural ventilation" and all that. In winter? Strictly pajamas. His body still remembers those freezing nights in that rickety old house, so some habits won’t die. It’s sad — you’d think enough time has passed.

- Surprisingly, Denji’s got golden hands. He can build a sturdy stool following a YouTube tutorial, fix a leaky faucet, or replace a cracked kitchen backsplash tile. He’s baffled by your amazement. "It’s not that hard," he says.

- Does what you ask immediately. It’s almost unsettling — you avoid bothering him when he’s busy because if you ask him to take out the trash, he’ll drop everything and do it. Your surprise amuses him. "What’s the big deal?" he mutters.

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The Lawnmower and the Sleep Paralysis Demon That Comes to You When Your Body Temperature Is 100.4F

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How my ass looks like having signed up for art fight and having created a total of one (1) art piece

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https://www.tumblr.com/wishi-selfships/786779258851934208/one-of-these-days-im-going-to-make-an-18-tumblr?source=share i need to see this

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I wouldddd but I'm shyyyy

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best siblings. I just wanted to draw something good cute nice yaayayayayay yaaay ayay yaahoooo

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Would you like to pet me?

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Yes I am a f2p player . No um I didn't buy that monthly pass or the battle pass hahaha no um that's a glitchhhh my game is glitchinggggg😝 haha please believe . Me

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Actually scratch what I said a post or so ago . If they ever came out with like. A lethal injection you could just ask for . I think I'd take that. I won't kill myself cause that shit hurts but if all it'd take was a needle prick and being sleepy. And with the prerequisite of seeing the fourth sonic movie . Tbh I'd take that

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I feel really bad because I'm not the best at keeping consistent communication with my friends and oomfs and I promise I still care about everyone . I'm just wishi-ing out rn

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I thought getting out of the house and doing things were supposed to help me feel more normal. Now I just wanna die x2 and feel no energy or joy in doing anything in life. I want my $20 what the fuck

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How I be looking at that little button that'll deactivate all my social accounts at times