#There is only taking and taking from Denji and then BLAMING HIM for it he is MAKIMA’S LOLITA!!!!

[sebbyisland]

“With this you are mine now. Let’s eat together, sleep together, and have a lovely life.”

(Desc in alt)

[mncxbe]

Sfw 8 + NSFW 12 + 17 with Denji

My babygirl deserves some love <3

the way i ate this up😳 the brainrot is brainrotting. collegeAU with Denji cuz I like to believe he'd be as much of a loser then♡ gaah i love him so much. also y/n is rich rich👀 for extra silly and damn this turned out way longer than i anticipated.

8– accidentally walking in on them while they're changing

12– catching them stealing your panties

17– they worship your body

ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑𝒄𝒘: alcohol cunsumption (reader is tipsy), cunnilingus, Denji being a perv, implied virginity loss, subby Denji

For your 19th birthday you decided to host the greatest party of the year and everyone in your grade was invited.

The penthouse your parents allowed you to live in during college was nicely decorated– black and white balloons and drizzle, flashy lights and speakers that started blaring loud music as soon as the sun set. Everyone was having a blast, downing glasses of neon colored punch and cheap beer, dancing and chatting in groups. Well, everyone except you. You were painfully bored.

When you threw the party of the year you didn't expect everyone to forget the purpose of the whole fucking event– celebrating your birthday.

You've been sitting all by yourself on the couch for the past half hour, sipping on a plastic cup of cocktail. Your gaze mused on the livingroom of your apartment, trying to find someone interesting to talk to. The only people who approached you were some guys from Arts who tried to chat you up, but they rambled on about some uninteresting exhibitions and you soon got bored and shunned them.

As you got up to refill your glass, you noticed someone slipping inside your bedroom. The fuck.. you thought, pushing past drunk people on your way towards your room. You swung the door open and saw a blond guy about your age standing in front of your dresser. When he heard you barge in he immediately slammed the drawer shut, his head snapping in your direction.

It was Denji. Just Denji.

Though you briefly interacted with the Denji, you knew him from highschool. He was the guy who used to let other students use him as a chair during breaks for some spare change. You remembered working on some group projects with him back then but you seldom saw him around campus now. He mostly kept to himself, so you were surprised too see him at your party in the first place— not to mention you certainly didn't expect to catch him going through your lingerie drawer. Still, maybe this wasn't such a bad thing...

"Well, well what do we have here?" you chuckled, leaning against the doorframe with your arms crossed.

"Y/N hi" he said nervously, tugging at the collar of his shirt "I was just um... looking for a place to change. Someone spilled some punch on my clothes"

You noticed the stain on his shirt and smiled, closing the door behind you. "And you thought you'd find a clean tshirt somewhere next to my panties?"

A blush crept on his face as he looked down at his shoes. "No, I mean I was just looking..." he fumbled "It's not like I was snooping around on purpose, i'm not that kind of guy" His voice was weak, half hearted as he looked around the room. At anything but you.

Swaying your hips, you closed the distance between you "So you're not some perv who's trying to steal my panties?" you asked and he shook his head. "N-no I'd never–"

"The show me your pockets"

Denji's face grew livid when he heard your command and you knew you had him. He was caught red handed and there wasn't much he could do about it. If he admitted maybe you'd at least allow him to stay at the party for a bit longer The boy couldn't bear to look you in the eyes as he reached a hand to the back pocket of his jeans and procured a pair of your lacy panties.

"Here, take them, but just know it's not what you think." It was cute that he still tried to find excuses for his actions and you blamed the alcohol for the heat pooling in your lower abdomen. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, you gazed up at him with droopy eyes.

All the while, Denji was getting more and more nervous. His palms were sweaty, heart hammering in his chest as he peered at you. God, you were so damn beautiful– Though he didn't admit it, Denji had a crush on you from the first moment he saw you. You were the pretties girl in school, which meant you were way out of his league. A goddess like you would never spare a moment of her time on someone like him, right? Well, his conviction was starting to crumble now that he saw the way you eyed him down with that taunting glint in your eyes.

"Ya know, Denji, I don't recall you giving me a gift or wishing me happy birthday. It's awfully rude of you." you slurred, tapping the floor with the tip of your heels.

His sorry excuses were half drowned by the blaring music in the other room. Your head was starting to get foggy from the alcohol, limbs growing heavier, as if an invisible weight was pulling you down against mattress. "Jee... quit the whining" you giggled, waving a dismissive hand in his direction "I'm not mad at you. However, I do think you need to make up for it."

"Y/N, I told you I'm in a tight spot with money this month, but I'll buy you something nice once I get my paycheck."

"I'm not talking about that" you deadpanned, a sly smile tugging at the corners of your lips. Your gaze drifted down towards his belt and then back up to his face, taking in his frame. You couldn't deny he wasn't bad looking. Out of all the guys at the party, he seemed the best option for a casual hookup– not to mention he was already interested in you, so why not give it a try? With a motion of your finger, you beckoned him closer, pointing at the floor "Get on your knees."

Denji swallowed the lump in his throat and gathered the courage to step away from your dresser. With hesitant steps he covered the distance between the two of you and kneeled before you, his hands folded in his lap. His fists clenched and unclenched as he anxiously waited for your instructions.

To be frank, you never expected him to obey so you were quite taken aback by his attitude.

"You still let people order you around, Denji? How cute" you cooed, hooking your right leg over his shoulder and pulling him closer to the edge of the bed.

The blond tried his best not to peek under your skirt, his face turning red from embarrassment. He's never been so close to a girl before, let alone someone as beautiful as you and he was nervous. As if reading his mind you let out a low chuckle, hiking up your skirt.

"Come on, Denji, take off my panties. If you make me feel good I'll let you keep them."

By this point Denji was too far gone. Your silken voice put him under a spell and he eagerly pulled down your lingerie. A small moan slipped past his lips when he saw the string of arousal connecting your pussy to the silky fabric, his features melting into a pleading expression. He looked so needy, gazing at your bare cunt with those puppy eyes, his hands shaking lightly as he fully removed your panties and let them fall in his lap.

"There you go, Denji. Get a good look of it." you encouraged, running your fingers through his tangled hair to ease him into the new situation. You could tell it was his first time seeing a woman naked and didn't want to scare him off. So you took things slowly, waiting for him to get comfortable. Little did you know there was no need for that.

Denji was basically drooling over your pussy. He rested his head against your thigh, leaning into your touch as he spread your puffy folds with his thumb. His breath stuck in his throat when he noticed just how wet you were and it was all because of him. With shaky fingers, he collected the slick from your hole and spread it nicely along your clit, making you flinch.

"There?" he asked in a barely audible voice but you heard him nevertheless. "Y-yea, right there."

He slowly drew circles on your bud, making you writhe on the mattress and you spread your legs wider, shamelessly grinding on his hand. Sloppy movements over your clit had increased in intensity and you could feel the knot in your abdomen tighten with each swipe of his digits.

"Go on, baby, give it a taste" you said in a hushed voice and he immediately obliged. Hooking your other leg over his shoulder, Denji's hands gently massaged your thighs. He kissed his way up to your core, wet lips tracing the inside of your thighs, teeth nipping at your skin but not enough to leave marks.

He licked a stripe of your cunt from your hole to your clit, relishing the taste of your arousal. You were basically melting on his tongue and he was adamant to please you. As the grip on your thighs tightened, Denji collected some spit in his mouth and let the blob slide down your slit. He started eating you out slow, savouring the heat on his tongue but he soon increased the pace. It was clear that he had little idea of what he was doing– he was sloppy, messy, a mixture of slick and spit coating his chin as he lapped at your juices and you swore you got ten times wetter just by hearing him moan into your cunt.

His tongue flicked your clit so eagerly, lips wrapping around your bud, giving it an experimental suck. Your hips jolted up in pleasure but Denji quickly pulled you back on his face.

"Is it good?" he mumbled, pussy drunk eyes briefly meeting your as you nodded.

"Y-yea. You're so good Denji, gonna make me cum soon."

He mewled at your praise, his ministrations growing in intensity as heat pooled in your core. You were so close, choked moans spilling from your lips as your vision blurred. Denji made you feel so good you were starting to regret not paying more attention to him all those years back. He ate you out like it was his lifeline, hugging your thighs closer to his face to keep you from squirming too much. When you came you came hard, nails grazing his scalp as you pulled him closer to your cunt, grinding down on his face to ride out your high.

"Denji fuck—" you whined, arching your back off the mattress and he gently massaged the fat of your thighs and hips, his hands seeking your body you.

"I got you, just cum for me ok? Please feel good" he said softly, kissing your pussy and the inner side of your thighs before working his way up to your belly. He didn't dare go past the line of your dress, though all he wanted was to keep touching and kissing, to soak you up in all the love and affection he harbored for you during all these years.

When you looked down at him with those droopy, drunk-dazed eyes his heart sank, a soft smile etching onto his features.

"Are you okay?" he asked in a small voice as you pushed yourself up to sitting and held his face in your hands, leaning towards him. Denji's eyes rolled back into his skull as you kissed him, his lashes fluttering shut. You could taste yourself on his tongue along with the sweet punch he drank earlier that night. The kiss was heated and you pulled him on top of you, tugging at the wristband on his jeans.

"H-hey wait a minute I've never done this before" he tensed up but you shushed him with another needy kiss.

"Shit, I don't care if you're a virgin Denji I just need you so bad right now. Please" you huffed out and he felt his dick getting impossibly harder. He could almost cum in his pants at the sight of your pleading expression.

"Okay..." he whispered, hesitantly unbuckling his belt and you could tell he was nervous again. With sloppy movements he managed to allign himself to your entrance, shuffling around to make sure everything was alright, but just as he was about to push himself inside he perked up, patting your thigh. "Oh, Y/N I almost forgot."

"What?" you whined, grinding your needy pussy on his length. Why can't he just fuck you already?

The blond looked down at you with a lovesick smile, his eyes sparkling with adoration "I think I still haven't wished you happy birthday"

[awayiis]

this is so sick and twisted !!!! SICK AND TWISTED

it seems to me that this entire chapter is denji killing that part of himself that cares, which he was still able to grab onto his own humanity. he's absolutely visceral here, mistaking his want to be chainsaw man for a want to ONLY be chainsaw.

and the worst thing is that we can't even blame him for giving everything up. he doesn't even have a home now, everyone is betraying him yet again, a cult and the government are throwing him around like a toy, the only girl that didn't hurt him was seperated from him... truly, nayuta was the only thing holding denji up. but, it became way too many things to pile up.

speaking of her... golly darn!!! this stung, a lot. specially since this came right after denji told her she was the most important thing in his life. i don't think he truly means this, and i don't believe he's saying this out of malice. it's more denji's final ember of care for nayuta.

he wants nayuta to be away from him so he doesn't hurt her, he can no longer keep her safe. nayuta IS the control devil, she is powerful, but she's also a child. it's not like she can fight against those people alongside chainsaw man, since i don't believe she is feeling superior to anyone at the moment AND this fight is way too crude for someone without any real battle experience.

chainsaw man grins, hugs, attacks and even hecking CANIBALIZES at the same time. it really shows how unhinged denji is right now. he never willingly took hits for pure "enjoyment", but he did exactly that now.... it's even weirdly intimate when you take a closer look at that happens during the fight. a part of denji is confused, looking for comfort, but he doesn't have time to rationalize his anger and need for care in a right way, smashing it all up together.

also, i'm super interested on how miri's and denji's relationship will develop from here !! will miri revaluate his decisions until now? will he lose faith on denji? will he be scared shitless? i'm extremely excited to see it. miri sugo is so interesting, he does have good intentions, but is being manipulated by barem to do wrong things while believing he's doing the right thing. comitting to other's wills was his downfall. sounds similar? (COUGH COUGH part 1 denji)

anyhow, this chapter succeded my expectations. the art had a glow up, the story was turbulent and scrumptious, it really left me thinking the whole day about it. poor nayuta... poor denji.... poor miri... 😭 i just want these little guys to be okay.

i wonder how nayuta will try to pursue denji, which she definetly will. at some point. maybe even form an alliance....???? (reze mayb??? blood fiend? asa?)

well, i tried my best to put coherent words here. i remembered that this app existed and decided to yap here LOL. it was enjoyable !!!

[darlingpwease]

all this talk about househusbands. you know which househusband would drive me the most insane? /pos aki. aki hayakawa. i want to use him so bad. treat him like a good fucktoy while denji and power are asleep in the room next door. have their snoring mask his breathy moans and whines when you get him to cum over the freshly-washed sheets; sheets he dried and ironed himself while you were away. make the two interrogate aki incessantly on why he's limping stupidly around the house. maybe even whisper your plans to put a new baby in him into his ear-- he's already such a good househusband, such a good mommy already. release any pent up stress he has from his daily tasks by fucking him absolutely stupid, till he's a sobbing and blubbering mess

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HOME ROUTINE!

CONTENT WARNINGS: subtle unhealthy behaviour [?], established relationship, pet names, power exchange, domestic life (househusband kink), mild light pregnancy topic [talk]

hypersexuality, sex marathon, heavy petting, free use, quiet sex, penetration giving + cock implied, unprotected sex / breeding, mild mommy kink, rough treatment (biting, scratching), hyperstimulation (g.), cum inflation (g.), praise (g.)

aki clings to the sheets, wheezing when you squeeze his hips; when you whispering to be quiet, — even if denji and power sleep like the dead, they can be surprisingly hearing when it's unnecessary, — he tries to follow your words, exhales through clenched teeth, throwing head back, exposing his ruddy bitten neck — but immediately shuts mouth with a loud gmoan when you push deeper, not letting him get out of a tight grip, whispering something about silence or tightness or about how hot he is, squeezing you so hard as if he doesn't want to let go, he doesn't understand anything anymore, ecstatically listening to how you breathe and how power and denji snore in another room, knowing that any sound can make them wake up and wonder what is happening,

and he's definitely not ready to explain why you fuck him like an animal, making him moan with delight into your palm when start pushing even rougher and harder, letting him try to cling to you and the sheets while his mind is swimming; whining from another orgasm only to find yourself pressed even more tightly to the bed while you reach your own, incoherently caressing him, whispering what a good boy he is and how close you are, stimulating him even more until bury his nose in the wet pillow, drowning out loud-painfully enthusiastic moans when he is not even able to cum anymore, burying your nose into his wet warm neck while you fill his hot pliable body.

when aki groans hoarsely while you grab his shoulders, helping him to take a more comfortable position, gently removing the clumped strands of hair, kissing his blissful face before turning him on side, putting your hand on his sticky wet thigh; and the way you gently take his hand, lovingly stroking, before you start fucking him again, ignoring what a mess he is already, drooling and hiding his head in a pillow from pleasant fatigue while you whisper all sorts of nonsense to him, drives him crazy.

however, he is the only one who should invent an explanation or snap back the next morning, although you are, in fact, to blame for his disheveled appearance — but you clearly ignore and shrug shoulders, more than eloquently declaring yourself not only "innocent", but even not involved in his strange walking around the house. no, you don't know why aki moves so strangely, why they can find red and blue marks on his body here and there, and what his appearance and hoarse voice are connected with; you, in general, don't even guess, although you assume that he is just tired. he works hard enough, right up until late at night, experiencing so much stress, so he deserves a break, right?

maybe leaving that thought up in the air wasn't the best idea, but when you manage to get rid of power and denji for a while by putting them out the door with errands, you certainly take care of poor aki, letting down his hair, kissing his neck while he's busy cooking, stroking his thigh and agreeing when he complains that it should be your problem — but interrupted when you get your hand under the apron, gently stroking his soft belly, making him shudder and lean his hands on the kitchen nightstand, while slowly exposing him, whispering that you, of course, are ready to take responsibility and take care of him, and that you should hurry up if he don't want to show power and denji why he is so feels like this morning in every detail.

you are even caring enough to let him continue cooking while you fuck him, trying not to be too fast or rude while he takes care of the soup, kissing and praising him for how economic and responsible he is, coping so well with household chores and you, being always ready so that you can take advantage of him; but when you fleetingly purr about what a good mommy would come out of him, so caring and hardworking, always ready to serve his spouse and be bred until he gets pregnant with your baby, even if at any moment you may be caught off guard, he squeezes you so tightly, digging his fingers into the kitchen nightstand, unconsciously looking at his stomach, feeling your gentle stroking.

of course, what you said was not completely untrue, — he definitely works very hard and is nervous, getting too much stress, so you only take care of him, making him cum, whining when you tell him to relax, stopping thinking about too many and serious things besides what he has to cook and do the laundry while you breed him, definitely this time putting your baby in his stomach — unable to say no when he's such a slobbering mess, unable even to refuse you when you pull him from the stove to the table, stuffing him to the brim while he cums again, moaning in a voice broken from last night.

... in the end, you have to come up with an excuse when you see him trembling in your arms, knowing that aki will not wake up by the time power and denji return.

[starrbright]

GREED AND EVERYTHING BETWEEN

CSM DENJI, POWER, AKI x Chubby Reader

These devil hunters know a thing or two about greed, sure, but the thin line between the difference of a hungry devil and them; a devil hunter, when they met you—it fades easily

AFAB READER. 18+ characters. use of pet names, slight depiction of blood and violence. JEALOUSY ( the title is literally greed 🚶🏽‍♀️) ORAL FIXATION ( FINGER SUCKING, cunnilingus ) DRY HUMPING. thigh riding. blood drinking. vaginal sex. stalking. obsession. power imbalance. power play?

There's fluff here, I SWEAR

9k words. i couldn't help it. I only made this in one post to less the hassle and all that, so I'm sorry if this post is so long that it might annoy you 😭. I hope you enjoy it, nonetheless 💕

I honestly didn't expect this shit to be dark but as I wrote, that's what happened, my hands slipped )) : and this is my first time writing and uploading a work, with nsfw cuts, no less, so i hope i don't disappoint! Criticisms are welcome but please be nice )):

Also, I decided to upload this part now as I figure the next one will take a bit of time and I honestly wanted to upload this now.

Tell me which one is your favorite! HIMENO. YOSHIDA. KOBENI

Denji:

slight depiction of blood and violence. blood drinking. mild nsfw. 2.7k words. oops?

Denji thought he had it all when he got took in by the division. He ate well, slept well, took his time whenever showering, sometimes even got his own money to buy what he wants to eat. He had it all. Well, that is until you came.

A new devil hunter, even same age as him. And what do you know? You got placed in Aki's and Himeno's group!

Denji thought you were odd, different from the rest, not in a bad way is what he was thinking, no, actually as he stared at you, the longer he did, something began to churn in him; curiosity. You see, Denji as young and naive as he is, he thinks this was the first time he had his eyes set on a figure like you had. Thighs and legs that looks like wants to pop out of your thin black pants, shoulders so thick, chest and stomach well round that it makes him think how hard it is for you breathe, but his......concern for you suddenly went away as you waved and smiled at him.

My! You smiled at him so sweet that your eyes crinkled, he doesn't remember if he had seen such smile, let alone directed to him! He realized that he might have been caught staring at you, that's why you did that but even so, you just smiled at him and let out a little laugh that it flustered him! The poor boy! )): He was left so clueless!

So as the days passed by and you following along their group. Denji just grew more curious. By no means, him and Power always piss Aki off with their loud voices and by just being them. But you? Even when your laugh is loud sometimes ( not that Denji is complaining ) and you just being loud when joking around with Himeno or teasing Kobeni, you don't seem to piss off Aki. Frankly, you don't seem to piss off anyone, you always just have this bubbly yet soothing aura around you. And it got Denji looking, more curious and curious everyday.

Ass always on display from your pants that always fitted you so well. Maybe that's why he always find himself walking behind the group these days. But can you blame him! )): And even when you're in pursuit, taking off your coat in the middle of fight just as you preferred it--Denji dares to lose focus at his task and steals a glance at you, he can't help it! Thin white shirt that your chest and stomach strain against it, fuck, he might have as well thrown himself at his enemies as he noticed your bra faintly showing. Sudden violence of urge to just grope your breasts, doesn't matter how big or small they were, all that matters was is how so sure he was that they're fucking soft and he wants to grope them. The hits he got from his enemies was worth it to have focused on the ripples of your body when you move.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It was fucking worth it because it got you running to him, asking him if he was okay, your hands reaching out to him. To him, holy shit. The hits he took must have taken damage real bad because nothing was running in his brain when you kept holding him. Something must be really wrong with him because it got him thinking that he should get hurt more so that this could happen more.

Denji thought he had it all, he really did, until he suddenly didn't. Not when he was always seeing your smile, you smiling at him, time to time asking him if he was okay, asking him how he is, and telling him to be always careful. He thought he had it all, but not when he sees you smiling so sweetly at others, too and he swore that the urge he always have when killing devil's came up when he saw them eyeing you no differently from how a predator would hunt its prey. Others could have sworn they heard a growl, and even almost the sound of chainsaw blaring.

It was only then one night when he concluded that he didn't have it all, after all. And only then he felt how fucking hungry he was. And only then he made his mind to do something about it. Oh, he doesn't fucking know what he'll do but he will do something about it. It was that or pulling the string on his chest and went for those who dared look at you twice.

Because it was sickening to him! How you're just friendly, sometimes clinging to his arm, feeling your softness against him, you speaking to him, to him! With such joy in your voice! And even leaning to his shoulder! ( Was he fucking glad that he gets to shower however and whenever he wants to ) His brain is just going haywire and all the things he was listening about from you was just gone. It was sickening!

So that's how he found himself stealing you away from others, literally. Pulling you in an empty room and you're worried for him. "Denji?" You asked, there's your concerned voice again, pulling him out of his head and was met with your tilted head, worried eyes and fuck, your lips. He wonders how lipstick and whatever the fuck is making your lip shine, tastes like.

"Denji? Are you okay?" You asked again but he just stares at you. And how could you walk closer to him, making this worse than it already is!

You call his name again but this time putting your arms around him, hugging him. Fuck. This was not his plan at all. He just stiffly stood there but he can feel you sigh and smile against him. That's it. He's literally gone, but the touch of your hands against his, bringing them around you, he followed, pulling you closer and you giggled, nuzzling your face to his neck, shuddering him. Oh, this poor boy was lost! Putty in your hands and then you spoke of something that truly broke him. "Can I kiss you?" You asked in such a quiet voice, yet somehow he felt that there was demand to it. He could only nod his head once as your face inched closer to his. He closed his eyes as he felt your lips. Berries is what he was reminded of by your taste. It was you at the beginning who had command, snaking your hand to his jaw, leading him to make the kiss hungrier.

A kiss that started so slow, tastes of each other lingering, turned into sloppier and messier kiss, waking Denji that this was really fucking happening. Just a few seconds ago, he was only standing there at lost as you hugged him but now his hands were all over you, hands just squeezing on every part of you, making you let out sounds that he should only hear.

Tiring from his excited and starved state, you pulled away from him, putting a thumb on his soaked lips to catch your breath but it looked like he wanted more and he does! )): Even when he was panting, his pupils were blown out and still leaning in, arms locking you tighter to him, a wonder to you how he was able to keep up with his muscles that were sure aching from keeping you in place--because of your body compared to his. Oh, Denji couldn't care fucking less about that, actually, that was one of the least things on the back of his mind now that he's got you.

"Aren't you a hungry boy?" You spoke, tease in your voice, fingers trailing his face. Denji said nothing but hummed, blown eyes turning hazy and nuzzle his face to your hand, making you smile. Happy that he finally done something. "Took you a while, huh?" Well, the boy hasn't been so subtle about he was feeling, unlike you, however. You figured that's why he was so pent up just now with kissing you. "I like you, silly." Laughing as you said it, waking him up again from his daze.

He looked at you with wide eyes that never failed to amuse you. He sees that you're waiting for an answer, then he was flustered again. Unable to believe to hear those words, those words that hold such meaning and from you, nonetheless! With voice and eyes so genuine, he never thought he'd see the day something like this would happen to him. He truly didn't have it all.

Until you. "I like you, too." He mumbled against your neck, hiding in your softness. Hearing your soft laugh as you caressed his hair--he had it all.

But that doesn't mean his hunger had finally gone down, in fact, Denji feels it grew more and how couldn't it when he had you now! Every time you smiled at him, talk to him about literally anything with the same amount of excitement, listen to him with so much glint in your eyes, hugged him, kissed him, he grew more hungrier.

And even when it's been known already in the division that you two were together, it didn't stop those others ( fucking assholes is what Denji calls them ) to not look your way with want behind their eyes. Did it make him fucking angry. But to steal you right then and there, kissing you in front of anyone who can see, you always have no choice but to follow him as his lips assaulted yours, always pulling away before it can cause a scene that it already has and your surprised face after, flustered rather, it never gets old.

And don't get Denji wrong. He likes Aki, he cares for him, sure, but to see you there cooking with him, you wearing an apron, a sundress beneath it, looking so lovely. After you decided to surprise him is what you said when you arrived at their apartment. Well, it didn't feel like that anymore, not when you were talking so cozily with Aki, laughing with him as you cooked together, it fucking pissed him off. Sad that he never got the chance to learn how to cook and it angered him that he was sad. He should be the one cooking with you!)) : So maybe he could have the chance of hugging you while you work, maybe time to time, squeeze, pinch your fat wherever on your body, to hear your gasps and steal a kiss from you!

So he did the only rational thing he had in his mind. He walked to both of you and Aki, interrupting you speaking as you felt hands snaked around you from behind but not surprising you as you knew it was him. Opening your mouth to continue what you were saying and being muffled by another pair of lips is what surprised you! Denji run his tongue inside you, not wasting a second, and you had to fight yourself from letting out a moan as you knew someone other than you both was present.

Finding an opening to call out to him, "Denji!" he just continued to peck your lips and rubbed his hands on your hips. Only uttering out a huff once he finished, laying his head on your shoulder. Smug as shit that he can feel yout heart beat so fast against him and with Aki muttering of something that he doesn't give a fuck about at the moment.

Aki honestly needs to be paid more for the stuff that he witnesses because of Denji.

But what do you do when you're finally alone now? You punish him!)) : Saying that it's gone too far )): Telling him off that no kisses or even hugs for a few days, how could you let your sweet boy suffer like that!)) :

But of course, being the obedient boy that he is in your hands, he follows! )): But little do you know that it made him rebel more, even hours of no kiss or even touch from you, let alone be close to him! It made him mad, throat drying by the second.

So can you blame him when he can't hold back anymore? Can you blame him when he comes sneaking in your apartment in the late of the night, with you just done pampering yourself and headed off to bed. Can you blame him when he covers your mouth, pinning your hands together above your head. Your eyes widening, shocked that you didn't hear or felt anything that he was within your premises. But there was so much red in his eyes that you understood why he is the way he is. Can you blame him?

This was your fault! Letting your poor boy suffer! )):

"Denji," You called to him as he freed your mouth and hands. He just hums, falling his face onto your neck, the sweetness of your scent engulfing him. Had you forgotten that he's a fiend? Even though his sense of smell is not that strong. Even with only the faintness of your used scents, your own overpowering, he loved it and he did because it was yours, it was you. So can you imagine him holding back whenever he has the urge to bite you, to taste all of you?

Denji caressed your face and with his continued inhaling from your skin and nuzzling against it, you had a feeling of what he wanted to do. "Denji, no biting." You said, bringing his face to meet yours and the command in your voice and eyes made him whimper the smallest sound. You broke him!

His pout so evident and he looked so disheartened that it breaks you. )): So what do you do? Of course, you let him! "Not too much, okay?" Denji nods eagerly, his blonde hair bouncing and immediately falls back to you. He straddled your hips, arms pinned by him, keeping you in place. With the position, you can feel his hard on but still, he took his time kissing and sucking on your neck and chest, leaving you already a mess beneath him, riling him up more as well.

And there it is. He sank his fanged teeth in your neck just after leaving a mark that everyone was sure to see, a shattered gasp coming out from you as you felt the sharp pain, your arms flinching but Denji just held you down firmer. Both of you moaning together when he finally sucked your blood. How cruel of you! This is what you had been keeping from him!)): The taste of you had his eyes rolling.

Wanting to feel anything besides the pain however pleasing it was still, you looked for more, so you grinded your hips against his. The sound you both let out was heavenly to each other. You can feel your own blood dripping down on you and you knew that wasn't the only thing coming out from you as you continued to grind yourself against him. Denji meeting your pace, both chasing the burning high. His thirst growing more as he continued to drink your blood and drive himself onto your clothed cunt. He knew that the straining of his teeth against your flesh while you were humping against each other was painful, but he couldn't stop now! )): And you can't blame him! Something so good and painful in sync, how can you stop this? You don't know and you don't want to know as with both of your pace was turning fast and needier, running after that blissful end, bodies flinching and twitching, grinding still so hard against each other as you both came, moans so long and loud. Your shuddered and broken breaths while Denji softly kisses where he bit you, easing the pain, but smugness so much in him as he eyes his work, excited for everyone to see. But he's not done yet!

Denji really had it all. Well, he found it by your screaming as he managed to thank fuck, successfully--fuck you. Addicting was hearing you let out a sound every time he pounded himself to you, addicting was looking at your body jiggle every time. Makes him want to taste you again, so he does! He found it by the taste of all of you. And then he found it the morning after as you cooked breakfast together. Well, maybe it was only you who did but only for now. Because as long as he had you, he'll always find it all.

Aki:

stalking. obsession. finger sucking. vaginal sex. 3.8k words. uhhh enjoy.

It started off as nothing, to little and to where he is now; outside, across the bakeshop where you are, that is. Clear view of you enjoying your cake and bubble tea.....alone and that makes him....pleased. It almost seems like you two were together! Surely you were thinking that!

Aki still remembers when you both met. It was because you literally ran into each other, well, it was you rather. Your hands full with stacks of boxes of pastries and your yell that you made when you stumbled to him, thankfully, he was there to keep you steady and your pastries! How kind of him! )):

You're laughing, rambling about how your team was probably starving because of how late you were, on the while saying your a few weeks new in the division and wanted to do something for your team and for others as well. Then you offered him some of the pastries you have because how couldn't you? You were so preoccupied in your own head that you bothered him because you just had to be clumsy! And all he did was kept you from hurting yourself and wasting food, said nothing to offend you or even looked at you wrong, wasn't he so sweet?

So how couldn't Aki's eyes roam in the hallways then, certainly not because he was looking for a rushing click of heels and laugh that echoes. How couldn't he do that when you offered him that treat with your smile he was so sure that was sweeter than was what on his hands. And thankfully, he got to see you again! In the same place you met, no less! How odd was that? But you didn't need to know that he had done his way to know the exact time where you'll go to where you'll be. Aki just wanted to see you again!

And was he disappointed when he did? Of course not! Not when he heard you speak in the same tone that you had back then, gushing of joy and my! You even said his name! You know him! That must be saying something, no? His name flowing out from you so sweetly, he can't help his thoughts--flashing with visions of you chanting it, crying out from pleasure because of him. How could you! )): But you didn't need to introduce yourself to him, apologizing because you forgot before, you didn't need to because he's got a copy of your file, silly!

Reading it like it was a love letter, eager to know more of you but sadly and expectedly, all he got was basic informations. Of course, that wouldn't be a problem. He had all the time in the world to get to know you! And Aki let himself freely imagine you beneath him, apologizing for disobeying him, how couldn't he when you said you were sorry with a laughing voice that wasn't faltering, it makes him want to break it! )): It wasn't like him at all.

To follow so eagerly for someone, following you until you got home to your apartment, it wasn't in him but he just wanted to make sure you were safe! Yes, that was it! Aki just wanted you to be safe! And you are! Alone again, that is. No one to threaten Aki you.

And just when he was about to leave, you began to take your clothes off, how could he forget that? If he thought drinking you up whenever he got the chance to look at you freely inside the buildings of the division, was enough already--oh, how wrong he was! )): Coming out from your bathroom just freshed up in a dark negligee, it wasn't even with shorts, but just a short dress that's only until your mid thighs. Fabric so thin and silky, no difference from how soft you looked. Shoulders round just as your chest and stomach were. The low cut on your chest, showing out your breasts more as you applied lotion all over you. The little opening to the window gave him a whiff of your scent and that alone could make his eyes closed from bliss for a short moment. And of course! You weren't wearing a bra )): He can't blame you! Having to put up with wearing them all day and while fighting, nonetheless. He's just glad for you to be comfortable! More so he can enjoy such a sight. And......you can't possibly be not wearing.....not wearing a panty underneath as well, no? The thought just makes him snap his cigarette, oh how could you! )): The poor guy couldn't take it so he left and he thought it was for the best because he wanted to get to know you first, of course! Isn't he such a good guy? )):

So there he was, outside across the bakeshop where you are. That shop is where you always go, where you sometimes bought the pastries you give for your team and these days, even to him! He couldn't ignore that now, could he?

You were ecstatic, Aki concludes only days of knowing you, so different from everyone in the line of your work. Heels always heavy from the rush of your walking, honestly, someone like you should be annoying to him, but no. If anything, he's found to like your antics, your chirpy movements or voice that will go up whenever you talk to him, or to anyone.....unfortunately for him. But nevertheless, he liked watching you. Even when others were watching as well......Maybe one day, he'll do something about it.

But for now, he walks to cross the street, fully knowing you'll see him and he doesn't doubt that you'll call out to him and invite him over to where you are. That's exactly what happens. You're already holding his hand to pull him in because he said he didn't want to impose on you but you just shushed him and now you're both sitting across from each other, hands still intact that he notices there's some of powdered sugar on your knuckles as he eyes your hands together, that is until you took it back, leaving his own cold. You're looking at the menu to get something for him.

Aki could just stare at you while you were so focused, taking it as a chance to get a good look at you. Your attire was colored light this time, cotton shirt that was still thin enough to stretch around you, high wasted short that showed your belly rolls and fitting your thighs well, the fat spilling on the high chair that's why it gave him access for him to check you out. Aki doubts that everything was sweeter than you in the bakeshop. He's not that keen on eating much sweets, too, but he does anyway because you offered it.

And it was fucking worth it, because now you're feeding him your cake with the fork you've been using, he lets the metal slide out of his mouth slowly, as if to savor the faintest taste of you, rather than the food itself. Somehow, he's suddenly hungry for more.

Your giggle pulls him out of his trance, breath hitching as your hand reached out to his face, thumb grazing on his lower lip--to take off the cream on it, he feels. And how cruel you were! You just had to put your said finger in your mouth while you stared at each other! )): "Do you want more?" You asked giddily, as his eyes stayed on your thumb that was thinly coated with your saliva.

Oh, he fucking wants more and he'll have it.

Sundown was coming and you both were still there, talking so long like never before, your plates and cups already emptied an hour ago. What luck you both had, the encounter gave you the chance to get to know each other, what luck Aki had--because now it just gave you more reason to be close to him and he wouldn't have a problem anymore of you doubting him. He wouldn't have to worry about you liking him. Because he can already feel it as he walks you to your home.

You're stealing glances at him, your fingers gripping your little handbag so tight, little breaths you take from your mouth. That was new. You're no longer your usual buoyant self but what he sees is you being hesitant, quiet--shy. He really wants more. So Aki did you a favor as you guys stopped in front of your apartment. He asked you casually if you wanted to go back again in the bakeshop with him and how your eyes lit up, gave you away, so much. If anything after all, it was him who did a favor for himself because he got to see how eager and happy you looked as he asked it, trying to catch your composure while you answered but nothing could have taken back your enlightment, really. It was already engraved in his mind.

It's all he think about up until he's gone to sleep and what met him when he saw you again. A grin that it looks like you're holding back to keep it from getting wider as you walked closer to him, itching to move how you normally do, especially when you're excited--you're keeping it in, hiding it but he sees through it. He really has watched you, better than everyone who dared to. That alone so much makes him believe that no one should have you other than him. Wouldn't you believe so?

Aki is restless after the day, after all the work he was given, after trying his best to not get his suit stained because he promised it that it will be today he'll treat you to the bakeshop, and that he was--pristine as ever, one wouldn't think he fought three devils just that afternoon as he walked in the shop with you. But of course, his tiredness imeddiately leaving just as he sees you. Clothes untainted. Because of course, this was a date, right? Even with the usual work clothes, you wanted to be presentable, be pretty for him.

And you are, you always are to him. Frankly, he wouldn't care if anything was stained on your white shirt or the black attire, he wouldn't blame you, still think you're so good in his eyes. Ask him to clean it for you and he will-

There you both are again across from each other. He may or may have not ordered slices of cake in just one plate for you both to share, and he didn't miss the interest in your eyes when he requested that. He's such an attentive one! )):

You're feeding him again, said that you have to try it because it's so good and it was his treat after all. Oh, he knows it's good, the little hum you make each time you took a bite and licking of your lips was hard to miss. But he knows it rather tasted better because it had little taste of you again, making sure your eyes were locked onto each other as you put your fork in his mouth, his gaze so warm that it makes you squirm in your chair as you slid off the metal out from him, making sure to lick his lips after and say that it is good. Smirking to himself as your movements stuttered, almost in a daze. He can't get enough. Maybe he does likes to devour sweets.

And that's what he does after walking you home. Pulling you to him just as about you were to walk away, chubby face in his one hand that he held firm to catch your lips, a small squeal coming out of you when your lips met his. Aki's arm roaming around your waist, squeezing on the while to lock you to him, his mouth opening so big that you can barely breathe as he drive his tongue in you, barely keeping up to meet his tongue. He can't help but groan at both of your tastes mixing with each other, the sound he let out was so weakening to you that made you moan, let alone his other hand squeezing your breasts. Even when his hunger couldn't be sated at the moment, he needed to look at you. He pulls away but not before he got your tongue and sucked on it, leaving you a whimpering and flinching mess, strings of saliva from your lips still connected to each other, your eyes are so hazy, lipstick smudged, your lips trembling, you were trembling against him, panting from your mouth and you're beating against him. My, just what Aki has done! )): And what he have in his hands....you were something to devour so godly. He'd have you right then and there but seeing you like that made him change his mind. Patience would be the key as he strokes your face and you sigh, eyes closing with a little smile on your lips, lips that was still dripping with his own saliva, lipstick that were ruined because of him.

And what a good thing you are! Following his words to rest now, saying that you'll see each other the next day again, but of course he had to kiss you again. So sweetly this time, his tongue going so slow to roam in you, gentle how he met your lips. A complete, utter whiplash to the first kiss you had. He knew what he was doing! Riling you up so good and confusing, no less but sure to made you look for more. Because that will just leave things for you both to be even more greater.

How right he was. Each glance you shared, he knew it made you already pleased, the glint in your eyes he can clearly see even from far away, biting your lip to stop your smile, your comfortable squirming when you're within his presence. He knew every day, hour that passed by, he had you in his hands. He doesn't doubt it.

But as much he was amused with keeping your relationship hidden away from prying eyes, the rush from it, fleeting minutes, seconds of affection whenever you both get the chance to; his hand always pulling you to him to kiss you, leaving you breathless every time no matter how short it was. You running to him to kiss his cheek and his hand lingering to your arm to slow you down from walking away. Sometimes your free time aligns and it gives him the chance to pull you away into a room, to embrace you and of course, to kiss you, to kiss you and just to kiss you until you're both tired, heaving for breaths but still wanting for more. The end is always--your legs quite wobbly from all that you did, needing to redo your lipstick, and him fixing his tie, straightening his suit but still walking like nothing happened, like he wasn't burning with smug and his pants so tight to him that was burning as well.)) :

As much as he was amused by it all, he still saw the other eyes looking at you, a threat to him. Always eyeing you and even have the guts to flirt with you, but you were still kind enough to just pass it by. Letting the flattery words that was always laced with something behind it to just go through you and even thanking them sometimes. He doesn't blame you, you were just like that, one of the many reasons why he wanted, needed to have you.

But them, he can't do. They are a problem but because the kind man he is in your eyes, what he only does is finally made his statement, right in front of everyone to see. Striding over to you with so much vigor but still smooth as he is, swooping you in his arms to have your lips on him, relishing in the gasp you let out before he crashed his mouth to yours, less so by the others that were present among you. And he won that moan out from you, from trying to fight it, he got it by after countless times of ravaging your mouth, well familiar of what made you lose it. You're trying your best to stop his other arm to roam around you because you know it will just get worse and you feel him grin against your lips.

Just what had you done to him? Breaking him out of his self just so others couldn't bother him anymore, but it was for the best anyway, so that they know you're his and his alone.

So say goodbye to those fleeting moments because he's found the high in terrorizing others with both your neediness, maybe just his, rather. ((:

You're doing your usual routine of giving pastries to your team? Changed. He's either going with you or suddenly pops out of nowhere beside you, his arm always around you. A smirk that he bites off when they see their lingering stares on his hold on you.

You won't be able to kiss his cheek anymore because it always lead him to hold your face to kiss him and he's smothering you there.

Aki wouldn't be the one to think of when doing those things, sure but he can't help it, he thinks you're pushing him to the edge, he really does but he can't blame you and he won't!

And to the edge is where he found himself. Having enough of keeping out the fire for so long, of both of you keeping on your toes--there you both are now. In your bedroom, lying down naked, just stripped out of your clothes as Aki stared down at you. Still in his work clothes, only out of his black coat, his tie hanging loosely and hair out of its tie, left handsomely disheveled.

Aki had done nothing yet but just kissed you, ripping your clothes from you on the while, your paired underwear only what's left of you as he hoisted you up to bring you to your room, muscles on his arms clenching yet relishing your heavy but soft weight, nonetheless. Lips not parting from each other, you pulled the tie out from his hair and gripped them, making him groan in your mouth and that made you clench around him; legs tightening on him, your core so tight against his abdomen, flinching as you both felt that pressure so good.

Your legs trembling as he put you down standing just at the edge of your bed, towering over you while he put a hand on your chin, his thumb grazing your wet and ruined lips, your eyes looking at him so desperately, and that made it all the better. As he took his sweet time taking off what was left on you, cupping your one breast after, the hand that was still on your mouth had his thumb in you for you to suck on it as he commanded you to take off your panty. With your legs weak as ever, you did as Aki adds another finger in you while you continued to suck on them, whining as his other hand went down to cup your dripping mound, driving it to put force against it that it made you buck your hips to meet his movement.

Not even a finger in your cunt and yet you're already a mess! )):  Your hands gripping so hard on his clothes, crippling its neatness, eyes up so glossy to him, mouth filled with his digits and your drool. It had Aki throbbing so much but he still had patience, how couldn't he when you had the same? So just fucking needy for him and yet you're still so good for him, obedient as you let him lead you on so slowly, relishing that slow but fleeting pleasure he offers. )):

His starving mouth met yours, pushing you on the bed gently and left to nothing again as he stood back up, taking off his coat and he took you in, his chest heaving. All that building up was so worth it, that pent up heat in him paid off as he stared at you; a sweet fucking five star treat, begging to be devoured.

That's what he did, late of the night until almost morning came. Your mind just mindless, filled only nothing but pleasure from all the pain and elation he gave, that you both made.

His teeth rotting because of you, licking and sucking you up like his tongue hadn't tire out already just from kissing you, that damn pink muscle moving against and in your cunt so strong, his fingers digging deep in your thighs to keep you still but you just can't help to twitch every time he moved in you. Though, he even encouraged you to grind against his face, hands forcing on your thighs for you to move on him and you did, pulling his hair while you ride his face and his continued slurping and sucking. After finding your release with you shaking with a yell so loud, muscles pulled so tight, even when you gave out already, he wouldn't just have that, of course!! ((:

Aki needed to see you while putting his cock inside you. )):  Wanted to see your tummy rolled up as he gently with force still, hold your thighs up, wanted to see your eyes roll as he slowly went in, wanted to feel you trembling. See just how beautiful you looked, dried tears on your cheeks while still having fresh ones build up in your eyes, drool falling on your chin, your cum smothered beneath you. Wanted to tease you that you're disobeying him by not keeping still, that your eyes won't focus on him. And of course you're sorry! )): Uttering a babbles of sorry as his hand came up to your face, wanted to see how well you'll keep it in as he teased you by rutting his hips against you, apologies disrupted by crying out his name.

How he heard it so real was nothing compared to his mind. Chanting and chanting it all over again as he finally ram into you. He's hissing every time he drove in, you can't help but clench your ass and cunt each time he did. Your walls filled with nothing but the sound of your cries and his own sounds along with your bodies. Even when you found both of your end, still high and riding that bliss, still inside you, moving still against each other to keep that heat, that pressure that kept you flinching--he went to you, fluttered kisses to your lips to cheeks and to your ears, his quiet but demanding whisper that just kept you on your high. "I think you can give me one more."

It didn't end with just one more.

Power:

dom!reader. power play. get it? power play? IM KIDDINGKSDSJFS im serious 😐. blood drinking. dry humping. thigh riding. 2.9 k words.

Blood curling is what you are, what she feels when she sees you, smell you, feel you. Blood curling.

You're not any different from them, humans, they were all the same--you were all the same. But what Power goes through because of you, it's different. It has her chin going up high to savor that scent, nose scrunching and mouth twitching, even more worse when she sees you, mouth going dry. Gulping deeply just to quench her thirst.

You're not any different, so she wonders why this is different.

Maybe it's because when she first saw you, she was taken aback, from your appearance and even more so by your demeanor. You had a kind face but your eyes said otherwise as you found her own; defeaning. She felt it. If she knew less, she would have thought you were a devil.

Mouth threatened to babble once your scent hits her nose but immediately kept shut as she saw you. Just like that it was different.

Maybe it's because she's insatiable. She is a fiend after all; that would explain why her hunger grows as you walk by. Thighs so full that it jiggled each step you made, your belly hang low, tucked in so prettily in your slacks, chest that looks so plush, shoulders round and fat. Your neck, so little of your neck showing because of your one button left opened. All that she sees made her teeth ache, itching to have something to bite onto. But she was kept in her place. So she still wonders why. )):

But luckily for her, she might get her answer now. Because you're in front of her, not to Aki or Himeno, but right in front of her. Suffocating her, tantalizing so. She's not well familiar with tones but yours, she heard, at least easily anyway. "Ah, I finally get to meet the two infamous recruits." Your voice was teasing, it even had Denji looking, quiet as well, not lapping up as he usually does so when in present in someone unlike him but literally quiet. The both fiend are. It had Himeno laughing and even Aki breaking out a smirk.

"Denji.....and Power." You hang your head out to them in a tilted way, a grin showing as your eyes went to hers. Threatening is what Power would describe it, how you're so tantalizing that it was threatening. And you're now walking away like you didn't had two fiends in the process of being wrapped in your fingers, like you didn't had Power breathing heavily, drool easily falling out as she watched your behind strut so hypnotizing.

She's close to finding why.

Yes, she was onto it, to you rather. Because how couldn't she? You were so hard to miss, your scent lingering that she can taste it, trying her best to let it stay on her tongue. Waking up in the morning so thirsty, somehow she's already waking up Aki for them to get to work early and of course, you're there already.

And there she stays as you linger by the railings, the footsteps of her team going faint but Power only stood still, staring at you. You smirked, hanging your head low to the side, meeting her gaze. "Can I help you?" She didn't answer, she couldn't, nothing running in her mind but only your taste wafting directly to her senses. Then you walked to her, "Something got your tongue, kitten?" you asked, lips still curled upwards and you're looking down at her.

Her stillness gave you access to hold her chin, a quiet and broken gasp out of her as she felt your fingers so close to her mouth. Wide eyes looking at your calm ones, her pupils blowing as you put your thumb in her, mouth opened still but she can already taste so much of you. If that much has had her pulse going crazy, what you did next was something you shouldn't have. Your mouth opening a little as you felt the pain when you stuck down your thumb in her tooth. The sharpness made it so easy to prick your flesh, blood flowing out that made nothing else mattered. Power held onto your wrist tightly and closed her mouth on your finger, eyes going shut while she sucked on it, the pressure changing because of how fast and hard she was sucking. But you're only there, unfazed. Your other free hand working up to her face, to her hair, and up to the little horns she had, petting the fiend in your hands, literally.

Your mind beginning to get a little woozy as she continued to drink, you parted her lips with your other hand, interrupting her bliss. She opened her eyes, pupils still blown, crazed eyes looked up to you. Slowly, you pulled up your tainted thumb from her tooth, both of you letting out a sound as you did, blood still dropping and Power couldn't let it go to waste, licking and gulping what she can have. She was panting, her tongue laid out, copper is what you smell from it but so much different from Power is what she smelled. You knew she wanted more, how she was still clanging onto your wrist, her eyes never leaving yours, feeling her twitch against you, her pulse fast as yours, even her horns grew but all you did was trace her lips with your bitten thumb, her drool and your blood smearing on her. "How adorable." You uttered as she closed her eyes while you grazed her horns. Tamed was her beneath you and you knew she'd be looking for more.

That she does, even just after you left her there like nothing happened again, like you didn't know she would have done anything to have you again, walking away like your cunt wasn't pulsing as her tongue soaked your finger, like your panty didn't stick to your mound as your juices leaked while she continued to drink from you, how good and warm her mouth felt. You strut off again leaving Power lost as ever.

Game set in your mind.

And of course, you were the one who was most enjoying it. )): Intentionally taking all the ways to not run into them but sure enough that your scent would still linger around for her to catch, head turning all around a few times to look for you, frowning as she noticed where it was coming from but no choice but to follow her team as the taste would only last so short and left nothing the whole day. Smiling lightly to yourself as you knew a certain feind was suffering because of what you were doing, because of you. )): It didn't stop there, though. How could it when she was just so cute? Having the guts to show yourself sometimes to her, adrenaline pumping in you for you knew you were provoking such a thirsty creature and suddenly exposing yourself like that was a risk, yet it made you so thrilled, all of your insides pulsing as you see her eyes turn wide. Speaking to their team so casually like you didn't know she just wanted to pounce on you but she just stood still, a grin couldn't be helped to show as you saw how she was gnawing on her lips. Always expecting that you'll let yourselves be alone again but no, you're always just walking away.

And Power has had enough. One's patience could only run so thin, let alone a hungry fiend, let alone her.

So she sneaked off to find you, letting your scent that was in the air to lead her to you and there she found you just standing in the corner where a vending machine was. Preoccupied with getting the few things you bought, you didn't feel her presence grew nearer and even until she stood behind you. Only when you stood up, your back met her front because she was so close to you. With how heavy she was breathing that you feel it on you, you knew it was her, and her marked eyes was clear on the glass of the machine. How they're blown out stared through yours, she can feel that all of you heightened, making you even more appetizing to her hunger. You knew that your game ended here and another new one began.

Power dipped her head in your neck and you gasp, expecting that she'd bite you and suck everything out from you right then and there, the things in your hands were now on the ground. But you were wrong, your composure gone in that second but she was too busy to inhale you to noticed that, her arms sliding around you, trapping you as she continued to nuzzle her face on you, moving the fabrics out of the way. Your breath breaking once she tightens her hold, hands squeezing your belly, the other on your breast, the nonexistent distance on you had her core against your ass--creating that friction that made you flinch to grind against her. Your strangled moan in your pursed lips in sync to her quite loud and surprised, she froze.

With that, you had the upper hand that almost swept away from you. You smiled, a hand going up to caress her face as you thrusted your ass to her, giving that heat you knew she felt just before and it made her buried her face in your shoulder as she squeezed you, that found burning pressure staying. You both weren't standing straight anymore but she's crouched forward to you and your behind bended down to her. Power is beating against you and you knew she was going to be hungry for a new thing. Your hand continued to rake her hair gently as she twitched, little breaths she make that sends shivers to you.

You stood straight and she follows, weakly so. Putting your arms on top of hers, sighing as you laid your head on her shoulder, eyes to the cieling. Calming yourself and her before she wouldn't be able to control herself anymore and just take you there. Power nestled her head on your neck, can't get enough of you, the softness and heat that surrounded her and just everything of you.

With another breath you let out, you took her hand and led the way for you both to your office. Not needing to look back as you already know she was following you like a lost cat, just eager to be taken care of. That's exactly how Power was.

You locked the door and Power didn't waste no time to pull on your arm for you to meet her front again. Wanting to do what she felt earlier, "My! So eager." You laughed, she feels the rumbles that comes out from you as you pressed your back further into her, letting her squeeze you so hard to give what she was looking for but just imeddiately, you took her arms away from you and turned to face her.

Frown etched to her face, if she had ears that can droop, it would have been like that. Your hand came up to cup her cheek, she nuzzles to it. "What do you want? Hmm?" You asked, your voice sweet as ever but that made it all the harder for her to speak. She just continued to rub her face in your palm, hiding her closed eyes but that wouldn't do, so you held her chin to make her look at you, cupping them firmly that her lips puckered a little and her eyes opened. "I asked you a question." Gone was that sweet tone and replaced with a demanding one.

Power squirmed, eyes roaming but you stopped that by squeezing her face gently, eyes that was blinking rapidly met yours unfazed, your eyebrows just raised at her. She whimpered, lips quivering and eyes began to gloss. But your lips only curved up and she was even more.....thrilled. "....W-Want....want to taste y-you..." She managed to let out.

Your cunt pulsed at that, sharp breath from your mouth knowing she wasn't aware of what that words could mean a different thing. But there was time for what you were thinking. "Good girl," you mumbled, softening your hold on her and she untenses, eyes fluttering. You walked to your chair, taking off your coat and hers, but just that. Sitting on the chair, you sprawled out your legs and reached out for her. "Sit." She followed your word and your hand, laying herself down on your thigh. Holding her legs down to stop her from twitching, she was so warm and almost wet.

With the want to hide herself again, you stopped her, "Look at me." She did, however low her head was, she still looked at you. You clenched your thigh as you forced her legs to move down and forward, the act had her flinch and gripped your shoulders, whimpering. "Do you want this?" You asked, squeezing her legs.

Her lips bitten, she nodded hesitantly, and she moves a little to do what you just did but you stopped her. "Answer me." She's now breathing hard from her mouth, eyes still on each other, you waited for her, no matter how your core was fucking aching for so long, the beating of her own cunt going through you. "....Yes, yes, yes." Nodding impatiently this time as she uttered. You lean back and she follows you.

You smirked, loosening your tie and the cuffs of your polo, your arms now on the armchair. "Then move." Her eyes widened a little, unsure of what to do but the throbbing feeling down her had her hands gripping your shoulders tightly as she moved her legs with the try to create that same force you made.

Power released her broken gasps as she found it, continuously so and you're just there watching her grind herself down on you, her head turning to everywhere but your hand went to her face, slowing down her pace, "Keep your eyes on me." You commanded and she nodded, moving again but you didn't let go of her face and instead put a thumb in her mouth. Giving her a warning stare to send a message to not bite her but just suck, and that she did. Tongue swirling against it, her sounds now kept because of her sucking but still loud and whiny as she made her pace fast again.

Having enough of your restraining, the feeling of her cunt and her ass grinding on your thigh, each hump had you feel her pulsation, the fabrics of your clothes made no problem to feel that pleasure but you even think that it made it all the better. A wet patch coming through the place she was on and your own was dripping as well. Her lips wrapped around your thumb as she sucked on it, working her tongue on the while--it made you cut your restraints.

You pulled out your thumb, drops of drool coughing out as her opened mouth continued to moan. She still hasn't found her release, it only made you smug. "Stop." You demanded. With shuddering breaths, she slowed down but still moving, that curling heat still lingering, and you waited for her to come down on the high she was chasing.

You loosen your already opened shirt, bra strap and a little bit off your cleavage showing, enough to wake her up from her hazy state. What she was seeing, understanding, made her already fucked out eyes turned wide blown, a shattered sound as her mouth opened, her fanged teeth baring. You leaned forward while grabbing her tie, closing the distance on your faces, breaths fanning on each other. "Come get your lick, kitten." You whispered to her ear and her face was already on your neck, nuzzling higher until she took a deep breath before biting down.

A loud groan came out from you once you felt not only two but four sharp teeth dig into your skin, feeling the strains on your flesh, fingers gripping on her legs tightly. "Fuck." You swore as she began to suck, the blood flowing out as she drank had your eyes closing, pain all over but you managed to have a hold of yourself.

You move your hips, grinding down on the chair to give something to your throbbing cunt so to shut out the pain, along with guiding Power's waist with your death grip to move her down against you. She faltered from what you were doing, almost choking on your blood while she moaned. Hummed moans you let out as you have an ongoing pleasure beneath and above you and Power was writhing on you, from everything that you were giving her; the softness against her while drinking you up, that burning on her cunt as it pressed against her clothes to your flesh--it pushed her to the edge to find her release. You're following after, both of your movements faltering, she's shuddering, her teeth contracting on your flesh, reliving the pain again and it only made you move harder to let that heat stay, your hips tiring out as you did.

As you both came down from your high, when you lead Power to lean back so you can look at her, ignoring the threatening pain as she pulled out her teeth, blood dripping down on her, she's found your eyes, they were gentle. Only then she found her answer why you were different.

And it didn't stop there. Only then she saw the gentleness beneath your defeaning gaze as you became together. Only then she knew how different you were.

[sugar-grigri]

If Fumiko is monstrous then Fujimoto should start presenting her as such

Fumiko is written to remind us that Denji is a child, and I repeat, she is the symbol of a child's sexual trauma in all its horror and "paradoxes".

Touching Denji without his consent, catching an adolescent who hasn't yet discovered himself off guard, is the most obvious way of proving the link between the theme of sexual assault and Fumiko, but it doesn't stop there.

The fact that Denji accepts only proves this point: it shows just how much he's someone who needs boundaries and protection. He passively listens to what he's told without question simply because Fumiko has the upper hand.

She has one, but spends her time pretending she doesn't, in particular by disguising her age like a predator, calling him "senpai" when she's 22, and playing up her protective role as a "bodyguard" when she's only there to stop Denji thinking for himself

As can be seen in the dialogue between Miri and Denji, she positions herself as an interlocutor, standing in Denji's shadow, influencing his decisions and distracting the boy from the substance of Miri's message.

But she's a complete paradox, still trying to make Denji believe she's protecting him, she refers to Chainsaw Man as a "child", which rather than demonstrating a good intention shows that she's well aware of what Denji is and that she's abusing him head-on.

Who protects a child by attacking him?

Once again, I insist, these are two pages from the same chapter. Dare you tell me that Fumiko doesn't present any contradictions?

Above all, she makes it seem as if she only wants what's best for Denji, even when he hasn't responded to her pleas for help. Once again, there's a paradox: the predator blames her victim for not having seen her own vulnerability, whereas she’s only abusing those of her victim.

Fumiko is a metaphor for the very dangerousness of sexual assault, gentle on the surface but insidious, its violence only made clear and felt after the event, rising like a tide.

When Yoshida convinces Denji to give up his normal life, he leaves him in the hands of Fumiko, a public hunter, who symbolises the extent to which, despite the monster in front of them, danger also exists among men, and that the milieu of public hunters is a harmful world for a child.

I think the reason Fujimoto doesn't immediately place Fumiko in a position of condemnation is to instil a feeling of frustration and powerlessness at seeing Denji unprotected, to make it clear that "he's missing something", a parental figure.

But I think that for the writing to be complete, the author has to take a clear stance on the subject, in his own way of course, but explicitly

Seeing Fumiko next to Denji makes me anxious, it's such a common form of violence that it pulls me out of my reading.

Fumiko is a monster, so I pray that Fujimoto will have fun explicitly detailing her dark side and her horror.

If he doesn't, then she'll remain an unfinished and confusing chimera, the result of lazy writing and a fear of commitment.

[bobeni]

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✶ users! › denji, m!reader.

✶ synopsis! › it could no longer be simply considered a coincidence; with how denji always seemed to pop up at the same time, at the same little store, just to see you.

✶ wrdcnt! › 1,586.

✶ cw’s! › fluff, possible ooc here we go, simp denji, trio stuff in the beginning, this is probably unnecessarily long lmao. i used they/them for the reader for one line, btw.

“Aw crap, we’re out of cereal and milk again! I’ma head out to the store to get some more!” Denji shouted as he zipped past two lazy bodies to the front door, snatching his hoodie off the rack with poorly disguised eagerness.

Aki sighed, looking up from the creased daily newspaper. “Again? That’s the third time this month.” His orbs followed Denji’s haste movements to shrug on the clothing.

The blond barely spared him a glance as he tried to fix his bedhead, “Yeah, yeah, I know, right? It’s bogus how Power keeps eating it all.” He feigned understanding just as said girl squawked at the blame now delivered to her shoulders. “What the fuck? I haven’t even touched the cereal since two weeks ago!” She yelled, mouth full of her breakfast, unfortunately it was just amalgamation of bacon and eggs.

“Ya can’t fool me, Powy, I know you sneak around in the middle of night, scarfing that shit down.” The gobsmacked look on blonde’s face was one Denji could remember for centuries.

“You bi一” as she was prepared to scream her indignation, she was stopped in her tracks by Aki’s agitated groan, followed by Denji’s so-called reassurance.

“Don’t worry, though,” the boy flicked the lock open, stepping an inch outside the apartment with every syllable. “I’ll make sure to replenish your stash, so don’t wait up!” Denji grinned at that last part, officially saying his leave to the both of them, the door narrowly missing his behind with how fast he tried to shut it.

With the boy off and out, Aki’s eyes lingered on the door. But they began to narrow in suspicion, prompting him to rise from the coach and walk into the kitchen for further investigation.

However, his investigation ended as soon as it started. The man found not just one, but several boxes of cereal, moderately filled. As well as the milk, as far back in fridge as it was, half full. This made his face scrunch up in confusion as he shut the fridge and leaned against it to turn his attention to Power一who now had a lap full of Meowy, clearly had to have been ruffled by the morning ruckus and sauntered out of their bedroom.

“Power,” Aki started. She nodded in his direction, still stuffing her face. “We’re still good on breakfast一he’s not just ‘going to the store,’ is he?” He wondered aloud, sighing at the thought of Denji pulling some shit.

“Yes, see!” she jabbed a finger in the air, “He’s up to something. Something... I can assume is very stupid.” Then Power just pets a purring Meowy as Aki shakes his head at it all.

Geez, that was close, Denji thought as he strolled down the sidewalk. It was getting real tiring having to think excuses pertaining to various foods they did or didn’t have. Many apologies and more to his family, but he couldn’t let them know the reason why he had those excuses for where he was going一especially not Power, god, he’d probably never hear the end of it.

Oh, what was the reason exactly?

He has a crush.

That’s right, the reason why he began waking up early in the morning and trying to make sure not a single hair was out of place一well, in his own unique way一was because someone is after Denji’s heart. And he’d so let them take it if they pleased.

One day when it was actually his duty to do some shopping, at this little grocery store a few blocks down from his apartment, is where he met you.

He was only there to gather the items on the short list that Aki handed over to him that morning, but when you stepped up next to him while he was eying two freaky looking fish, and the shy offer for assistance flew out of your mouth, he found himself a bit touched.

“But you don’t even work here, though?” was what he said back then, now eying you.

“Do I have to work here in order to help out some clearly indecisive guy?” The little chuckle that you ended your rebuttal with was unfortunately cute enough that it made his heart jump in his chest. When you leaned over to help him pick the better fish, his heart was absolutely drumming at how close you were and how easily his hand could slip into yours.

He didn’t say a single word of complaint when you offered to help him finish up his shopping; he just let his cheeks burn a bright pink while he trailed behind you with two baskets and hearts for eyes.

After that day, every other week or so he’d pop up at the store, yearning to see you, while also juggling his best attempts to make his appearances look normal and coincidental.

It was a flawless plan in his mind. Every day you two seemed to be getting closer and closer; then soon, he couldn’t deny the hope that lingered.

Even if it should’ve been embarrassing一considering how easily he fell for you after only meeting a handful of times. But he couldn’t really find it in himself to give a fuck.

Denji smiled proudly, maybe he could finally get to do all the things couples do with you.

Meanwhile the blond was gushing, it didn't occur to him that had already arrived at the store until he heard that familiar bell’s jingle giving him the signal.

Then he let his eyes wander, searching the store trying to pick you out of the bustling crowd of shoppers. He stumbled upon right when he almost missed you; you were crouched down by a vending machine, mashing away at the buttons.

With a little bit of pep in his step, he made a b-line for you.

“Good mornin’, [name].” Denji jostled the keys in his pocket when he tried to wave. You looked up at the approach and softly smiled at him. “Hi there, Denji. You doing some shopping again?” you made casual conversation as you were inserting money into the slot. Pink dusted his cheeks as he immediately responded with no, in his head. But in real life he stuck with a shy confirmation and told you that he just needed some cereal.

But as you were prepared to say something else, you were interrupted by two bags of chips spilling out of the bottom.

“Holy shit, what did you do?” Denji was cackling at the surprise you exuded.

“I don’t even fucking know,” you chuckled, pushing yourself up from the ground. “But how perfect is this?” the smile on your face was too warm, too soft, he almost ignored the next words that came out of your mouth.

“One for me, and one for you, Denji.”

You held out a bag for him and he stared in disbelief.

“You’re... gonna share with me?” He hesitantly reached for the bag, awaiting your next answer.

Still smiling you told him exactly what he wanted to hear, “I’ll always split stuff with people I like. Obviously.”

Obviously, you said. You also said that he’s one of the people you like. Obviously.

He was so glad it was obvious to you because he clearly missed a chapter or two一but he didn’t care, this was what he was hoping for the entire time. Maybe he’s got it.

“[Name]...” Denji called as you were already munching on your bag of chips. You immediately caught his eye, humming as you wait for the moment the boy was ready to speak.

“I... I just want ya to know that I really, really like you.” The blond laid his heart out on the table. “And I wanna date you and一nd take you out someday...?” He squeezed his eyes shut and focused on the chatter of civilians the longer you kept quiet. And he was actually so ready to bolt out of the store right about now if this goes down a road he hadn’t hoped for.

But there you go, exceeding his expectations again.

“I know,” is what you said.

Denji’s eyes snapped open at that and you laughed at the shock written all over his face.

“You know? Wha一Whaddya mean you knew?” Because of the shock, Denji’s voice also was getting louder so you took his hand and led him outside to avoid any suspicious eyes. Though you were laughing along the way, Denji was angry pouting as he tried to shush you.

Calming down a bit, you stuttered out apologies before confessing. “I’m sorry, Denji, but it’s not like you tried to hide it or anything一” his mouth fell open. “I coulda sworn I was being subtle!” That was one of his most natural build ups for a confession, like, ever.

“You have the subtlety of a puppy,” you covered your face as you snort. “But that’s okay because it’s one of the things I like about you.” He flushed red underneath your teasing gaze.

“So... ya really do like me then?” Denji didn’t take his eyes off of you this time. This new smile of yours formed cute little crinkles around your eyes and he thinks it’s one of his favorites.

“If I say yes, would you be my boyfriend?” The sly question had Denji’s heart doing flips. He’d love nothing more than to wear the title of your boyfriend and to have you as his.

So he answered with a kiss.

✶ notes! › i actually completed this holy mf shit i did not have hope. i still think it’s literally too long for my original plan but whatever i’m kinda happy with what i came up with.

[my-fancy-hat]

Introducing the Fall Devil as one of the Primal Fears tied this arc and maybe whole part 2 principal themes in one entire concept: the trip and fall into solitude and depresion in the starving desire for food, an allegory for our emotional needs, for connection, home. This chapter unpacked a lot of things and clear the landscape of Asa's modus operandis and psyche a bit more, as well as her dynamic with the rest of the cast incluiding her current motifs: cats and bucky, thematically speaking. Fall Devil supposedly is the first cheff in "cooking" nostradamus' prophecies, a direct request from the residents of hell, to feed hell's devils humans as food. She introduces just a taste, and appetizer like she calls it, of what is coming, and oh god it started really hard for Asa.

In the past I called Yoru unassertive for have chosen such an impractical person for her ends, after all Asa is a very lonely and awkward person who sucks to establish bonds, but now I kind of regret that statement, because in the recent flashback I did understand why Asa is the way she is and why the story chose her as War Devil's host: because she's self-loaded on guilt. Guilt is the special ingredient to make the perfect weapon, something that War Devil takes with pride. That's how Asa mutilates herself, prefers to sacrifice her own belongings and hurt herself instead of other people; she IS the perfect weapon for Yoru to use. Mitaka prefers cats rather than people, she doesn't know what's right or wrong in how she was willing to kill Denji even tho she knew he didn't deserve it, because when she trusted the wrong person to take care of her cat believing she did the right thing (the cat would feel better with other cats) it didn't end well, and in the aftermath, this person blamed Asa for having more than her and the other orphans that lost everything, as if this was rightful justice. Sounds familiar? yeah, Denji is his last breath in ch1 though the universe was punishing him for have wanted more, for having dreams of a better life. Here, Asa is punished for have loved more, in fact, the last memento of her death mother, a death that could have been easily prevented. Asa invalidates her feelings because acting on them have only made her fall, trip on the most crucial moments, to fail. She fell on top of Bucky, the devil she had to kill and eat, right after she had the epiphany she wanted to be recognized by her classmates, she fell while carrying Yuko from a certain death by the bat devil right after she decided to live by what she feels right, she fell and broke her cellphone right after she wanted to feel useful, she fell for Denji when he gave her attention and a couple of words of praise only to get stoop up in their 2nd date, she fell for Yoshida that easy because she's starving for companionship, and so on. She ends up right where she started, no changes. It's God punishment, she thinks. "She better off dead", no way of living is worthy for her, she's too little for such great things such as friendship, a boyfriend or family, hell, not even to have a pet.

Ironically, I believe the horsemen sisters and Denji will serve in Asa's proclamation of her own right to live (someone already tried but the narrative didn't want that *cofcof* Yuko). Kiga/Famine comfronts Asa with her needs not only for food, but for human connection, that's why her plan backfired because she and Denji bonded in the aquarium and worked together to escape and save everyone; Asa needs to recognize what she want. Yoru is already a less-friendly-Pochita for Asa, not only for have given her a 2nd chance to live (in a very controlled way) but in the sense to help her to take pride of her own life and feel unremorsed to fulfill her needs/dreams; it's ok to fail and trip. And lastly, Denji will help her to slowly open her heart and guide her way throught because, just like him, she's buried in regrets, past trauma and hunger too.

Denji *wasn't allowed to eat* cake, but went for it anyways and eat it with his bare hands, Asa *didn't bring herself to eat* fish, but at the end she took it in gag and tears.

To conclude this mess I just wrote and my personal thoughts, I love this new approach Fjmt is cooking aha it just hits right in my alley. Fall devil in her attacks kind of reminds me of Arael from Evangelion, the angel that invades Asuka's mind in showing her his deepest fears to defeat her. YES give me introspection and traumatic flashbacks. As Denji approach the area he will maybe have to face part 1's events in this mental landscape, to revive Aki and Power's deaths again, and if they both fall to hell, there's a chance he will encounter the gun devil and blood devil and worse the situation for him?! fuck. Here we go with the fucking doors again. I have no idea how they will defeat a primal fear devil tho, only Nayuta has the power to send her right back to hell if I have to bet. Anyways this looks promising af, I'm impatiently waiting for fujimoto to open the depression store next week

[batterygarden]

denji x fem!sex fiend!reader | 18+ MDNI

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cw: explicit, cream pie, blood drinking, overstim for denji, i gave sex fiend reader a rlly long orgasm, 1.8k words

a/n: this goes out to my lovely ydt anon who inspired this also thank u @detritvss for remaining the number 1 beta to my alpha 🐺. Also if the headers blurry pretend it’s not I love the glitter!!!!!

3:00 AM

Through his peripheral, Denji watches the numbers on his alarm clock blur into new ones, refusing to focus his eyes and witness the passing of another minute spent awake. He doesn’t want to know what time it is, because the later it gets, the less he’ll be able to sleep, and the less sleep he can manage, the harder tomorrow’s work day will be.

Although he’s starting to give up on the prospect of sleeping at all. It’s too hot. Everything’s stuffy—Denji has no idea how you manage to stay so peacefully unconscious atop him. The heater is on high (as per your demand after walking home in the snow earlier), a heavy quilt is around you both (which, even asleep, you refuse to allow Denji to lower), and your warm body is clinging to him—cheek over his heart, skin stuck to skin and your arms latched around his torso with a strength that should be impossible for a sleeping person. 

Of course… technically you’re no more a person than Denji is. 

The Sex Fiend. 

People tend to imagine a creature scarier than you when they picture it. But you’re sweet for a devil—that’s what everyone who knows you says. You’ll cooperate—and you’re not especially malicious. All you need is a good fuck when you’re in the mood and you’ll do what you’re told with a smile on your face! It’s never been an issue with your near irresistible charms, and you’ve been lucky enough to be placed under the care of a really cool devil hunter. He always meets your needs—even going so far as to share his bed!

But tonight you won’t let him move even an inch to get comfier in said bed, and Denji is on the verge of becoming grumpy over it. He’s about to lose it when, at three in the morning, you introduce the cherry on top of your efforts to prevent Denji from achieving a rem cycle—you start grinding on him.

He’s not even certain that’s what’s really happening—the first time your hips dig into his side, he assumes you’re simply stretching. But then you dig into him again, more firmly  and accompanied by a soft pant—and Denji’s sure of it.

Ugh. He rolls his eyes in the darkness. He should have known this would happen—clearly he was doomed to a tired day tomorrow no matter what. He feels his cock start to harden when you buck again, his bitterness starting to wash away with lust—too easily, he thinks, all it took was a couple lazy thrusts of your hips. 

Of course, you’re sure to wake any moment now—you’re insatiable once you get horny, there’s no calming you till you reach your high, Denji would know. He’s reminded of the time you needed to be fucked mid-train ride to Kyoto—that time he actually had been sleeping. You’d simply shaken him awake to satiate your needs then; he figures that’s the silver lining of staying up tonight—at least you wouldn’t be waking him. He’ll take a win where he can get one with you.

‘That little sex fiend, have you met her?’

‘An odd case for a devil—she’s a great listener and cute as a button!’

‘Must be the easiest fiend to work with that the agency’s ever captured—she’s the only one that’s no trouble!’ 

Denji frowns at his own memories, at people’s false perceptions. Sure, Denji knows you’re cute—he’d be an idiot to miss it, but compliancy is not on your long list of virtues. You’re a pain in Denji’s neck on a good day—only asking to fuck at the worst, most inconvenient times, knowing Denji would never say no. You take full advantage of his generous nature (and easy horniness), and he’s aware of it but can’t even blame you. Your pussy always feels too good to decline.

It’s with that in mind that Denji shakes your shoulder aggressively—unsympathetic to your interrupted sleep when you wake with a gasp, eyes widening immediately. Your hand is quick to wrap around his wrist with bruising pressure as you whine, instantly pushed into sleepy, lust induced hysterics. 

“Denji! I just—” your breath catches in your throat while your hips resume motion on their own accord, “I just had such a good dream.”

You raise your head to look at him then, and when Denji meets your eyes in the dim light you look hungry. He swallows. 

“Oh yeah?”

You nod vigorously, eventually dropping your head back to his chest instead of holding eye  contact while you grind some more—slow and deep this time. Your fingers are pressing into his flesh wherever they can reach, like you’re trying to sink into his skin—suddenly you need to be closer.

“It was about you,” you don’t mince your words. “Fuck me, Denji.” 

He huffs before nodding, dropping an obedient kay, before rolling you onto your back to hover over you. He chuckles when you try and wrap your legs around him before he’s even all the way on top of you—he’d make fun of you for your desperation if it didn’t turn him on so much. 

A hand is quick to slide under your nightgown then, his fingers hot over your naked hip as they trail towards your center. Your breathing somehow turns even more erratic when he traces the seam of your cunt, then your arms are folding behind his head and yanking him lower to meet his lips. Denji hums against your mouth when he feels how utterly drenched you are. He has a passing thought about how you likely marked up his boxers with your slick before you distract him with a bite, sinking sharp teeth into his lip and savoring the taste of his blood pouring into your mouth.

He pulls away with a victimized expression but you follow him, not even allowing the chance to speak before you’re licking the last red drops from his healing lip and grinding against his fingers.

Denji’s quick to forgive your sharp teeth when you reach between you to palm his hard cock, feeling its thick shape through the fabric of his boxers. You can’t help but whine from the weight of him in your hand—he’s yours, you think, this belongs to me. 

And you tell him—whining, “Denji, I need your cock now, let me use it now please!”  Your eyes frenzied when you murmur “You know I love your cock, right, Denji? Need it inside now!” 

You’re unashamed—letting your desperation leak into your voice as you grip him firmly and use your other arm to try and push his back lower.

Denji knows how possessive you get over him—the way you feel about his body is something you’re not shy in confessing, but it still heats his face up every time you say it. He complies, partially because he knows you’ll get frustrated if he doesn’t and partially because his need is right there with you—he’s growing desperate, too.

So he slides his fingers from your clit that he’s been circling, instead using them to rip down his  boxers and line himself up with your entrance. You cry and buck towards him, anything to get closer and feel the friction that you crave—that you thrive off, but you’re really just making it harder for him to slide himself lower in the dark.

“Quit movin’,” 

He steadies your hip with his hand briefly before finally sinking down to your opening. Fingering you first crosses his mind but he quickly decides not to bother; he knows you won’t have the patience and he reasons you should be wet enough with how long you've apparently been aching for him. He starts to slide in slowly at first—it’s rare that he doesn’t prep you like this—but then you’re tightening your legs and arms around him, using all your strength to pull him in despite the initial stretch. 

Denji groans—the tight warm feeling of you around him is something he can never get used to no matter how often he gets to feel it. You suck him in deep till it’s hard to move—but you start moving for him, unable to take a moment of stillness, rocking up into him frantically and biting his shoulder. 

It feels insane. The pinch your teeth leave in his skin doesn’t even register next to the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around him, pulling him in again and again. Denji doesn’t even scold you for it like usual—he’s doing everything he can not to cum too early—saving himself from the overstimulation you would surely bring if you couldn't reach your high before him. He has to grit his teeth and focus on holding it back as he begins a steady pace drilling into you. 

This feels like relief. You were beginning to fear you’d go crazy if Denji didn’t do something quick—you could cry with how good it feels to finally be taken care of. You half-bounce yourself up to meet his thrusts, eyes rolling back with how deep you feel him, nail digging into the skin of his back enough to draw blood as he literally rearranges your guts—it’s just what you needed. It takes almost no time for your toes to start curling, for your pants and moans to grow more high pitched, for his cock to get overwhelming in the best way. 

“Denji, Denji, Denji…” you repeat, too lost in these sensations to monitor your voice or how loud it’s becoming—only focused on chasing your approaching high.

Denji shushes you half-heartedly—you feel too good for him to really care about your volume. The convenience of your neighbors is the last thing on Denji’s mind as you begin to clamp down on him, letting him feel the first waves of your orgasm. He can’t hold on any longer as you grip his arms and bite his neck, your pussy squeezing him in rapid waves that leave his brain staticky and blank. He can’t even find his voice to warn you that he’s cumming too, you only know when you feel him paint your insides. You aren’t even finished by the time he’s emptied, still grinding against him while you twitch on his cock, leaving him gasping and overstimulated. 

“H-hey,” he tries telling you, “S’too much baby–” Your ears might as well be full of cotton though, you simply wrap your legs tighter and bite a new spot on his neck, leaving him thoroughly marked and bruised. Denji throws his head back and whimpers till the last waves of orgasm finish washing over you and you finally stop milking his cock for all he has—leaving both of you drained and lifeless. Denji promptly collapses on top of you. You roll so you’re on his chest again, still connected.  

“Thank you, Denji” you whisper, planting a light kiss between his collar bones, your voice turned all sweet and reserved like it is around everyone else.

He huffs, wrapping his arms tight around your back and letting his eyelids droop.

Then you gasp, and Denji’s eyes shoot open again while he lifts his head, “What?!” 

“Did you see the time? It’ll be 4 soon—we should get some sleep!”

[sodaonskateboards]

your post ab sugarbaby! denji is just *chefs kiss* 🤌 i couldn’t stop thinking ab it!!

sugarbaby! denji who thought that his life couldn’t possible get any better until he became your sugar baby, you’re around his age and have always been so kind and welcoming to him ever since he started working at public safety<3

sugarbaby! denji who loves being able to spend his lunch breaks with you! he orders practically everything on the menu, even if he doesn’t know what it is because well…free food is free food! he truly believes you’re some sort of angel sent from above

sugarbaby! denji who goes absolutely wild when you let him use your black card to his heart’s content. he buys all sorts of manga, video games, and snacks (which never last more than a day…power def raids his snack drawer and then proceeds to blame it on aki)

sugarbaby! denji who wants to gift you things too because a lovely angel such as yourself deserves to be spoiled too!! he may not have much money but when he does he’ll buy you a bouquet of your favorite flowers with a cute heart-shaped box filled with yummy chocolates<3

Anon, we are holding hands and kissing, this is delicious <3

Sugarbaby! Denji who still wants to use your shampoo and your soap because he likes to smell like you and he just likes sharing with you!

He shared with Pochita all the time, always hand feeding him, so sharing one thing, eating off the same plate, wearing each others clothes, etc is like his only little love language. It makes him feel close to you.

Denji can be dumb, but I think he's good with numbers and money as he's able to calculate his debt and costs quickly, so he's actually good at keeping track of your money, it's just that large purchases don't feel very real to him because he could never imagine something as simple as buying a new console.

On the flip side, small purchases can make him anxious. He actually checks that he has enough for the littler purchases, but when he's done triple-checking, he gets all excited and will go wild!!

Watch out this man could probably eat cardboard fine but he will eat himself into tummy aches :[[

If you pay for Denji, you end up paying for Power (and Meowy) too, she will throw a bit of a tantrum if all three of you are together and you only get Denji and yourself something. She also tells you that it's unfair to not buy Meowy something on the way back, and that you need to get him a cat tower. She will bite and steal and claw and whine, but somehow you two don't mind.

Denji desperately needs more clothes and he finally gets to chose what to wear! Imagine him at a thrift store or simple warehouse looking at shirts and wondering what he likes and whats comfy, not what's cheapest. He dress in some god awful patterns and colours at first, but it's good for him to explore, so you encourage him

Denji probably has never even touched silk in his life, so when you want to get him some clothes with nice material, start small, otherwise he'll overwhelmed. Gift him a fancy shirt to start and he loses his mind over how soft it is, then work up and you can take him to a department store and a tailor, he looks so damn good in a black, silk dress shit with a low cut

GET THIS BOY BATH BOMBS!! My guy is happy just to bathe everyday, bubble bath, bath bombs and oils, romantic candles, flower petals, blow his mind!! Spoil him in every way!!

Speaking of, Denji also loves doing activities together!! Take him to a quiet onsen in the country for a weekend, where its calm and peaceful, lord knows he needs more of it. Denji usually doesn't mind being around a lot of people, but some venues, like a concert is a lot for him, but please also gift him experiences like theme parks, bath houses, fairs! He loves spending time with you!

When no one else is around, he'll talk to Pochita in his chest. It makes him feel a bit better about missing him. He'll talk about how you dote on him and show him yummy foods, that he's in his lover arms playing video games and so much more they didn't even dream of. Pochita loves you too for taking such good care of Denji

Most people in his life try to buy him or use him, so to be with you, kind-hearted lover you are, is a first for him. To have someone give with no expectations of giving back, purely to make him happy, its so foreign to our baby boy that he just might cry. The only relationship comparable is with Pochita, and while they do love each other unconditionally, it did start off with a deal.

Denji loves his gifts, but when he thinks of the best times with you, its because you two are together, trying out a new restaurant or cuddling in bed, or even giving him a cool rock you found, he loves it all. He always wants to be your lover-boy, money or not

[lvsunz]

Can you denji x m!reader who has paranoia??

𝓓𝓮𝓷𝓳𝓲 𝔁 𝓜! 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓲𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

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𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠

A/N:You were my first request hope you like it :)!

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When it came down to your paranoia nobody really blamed you for it, your boyfriend was the chainsaw devil for jesus sake and every demon was out to get him.As your relationship progressed with Denji so did your paranoia, the thought of him going up against a demon scared you senseless or the fact he could die if not given blood.You would sometimes even stay up late as you would wait for the other to return to the apartment.

This week was different though, it had been 4 days and you hadn’t heard from Denji or Aki or not even anything from Power.You were scared you tried calling multiple times and even visiting but of course you couldn’t get in since you weren’t an official devil hunter.

“Yes I know you said you’d call me back but it’s been 21 hours please..” you paused as you had to take a deep breath to prevent yourself from getting overwhelmed,”Please you must have some information on him or even Aki or Power I just want something….hello” the line went dead and you sighed as you sat the phone back against the wall along with your forehead before pushing yourself off the wall.

Not only have you called the agency multiple times you’ve called every doctor and hospital in town and none of them had any records on Denji.You had decided that you’d figure it out yourself.The last you heard of your boyfriend was on the news a week ago and haven’t heard anything since.Were you just supposed to sit around? Hell no you thought to yourself you needed to figure out and confirm if he was okay or you’d loose your mind!

so with that you grabbed your coat for the chilly weather that you awaited you outside and stepped out of the apartment, you held a news letter and decided you first first where Denji had last been seen which was during the fight.

You had walked to the place that was more closer than you expected but to no surprise it was closed off to citizens due to the damage of the buildings.You sighed in defeat as you walked away staring at the newspaper.

You had went around town all day asking people about Denji whereabouts but of course nobody was keeping high tabs on the male and as the night filled the sky you were forced to go back home not feeling safe to walk the streets at night.

You inserted your key into the door as you walked inside taking off your boots and sitting them beside the door before walking in a bit more where you saw Denji and Power, they were playing..a game? When you had been walking around all day and calling every place this week.Denji was the first to notice you as he ran up opening his arms wide.

“Y/N! Where were you? we returned home but you weren’t here, we tried calling your mobile but it seems you left it here-“ Denji was cut off by a clean hit to the head as he noticed your trembling body as well as the tears that threatened to overflow your eyelids.

“I’ve been worried sick all week and you’re here playing video games?!” you questioned though of course you weren’t upset you were glad- relieved he was okay and you had a sense of comfort.Denji without a word wrapped his arms around you placing a soft kiss onto your head.

“I’m sorry love..”

[wolfnlamb]

Your unusual friendship with Power and Denji raised some eyebrows amongst others who worked in Public Safety. Most people actively avoided these two; quickly darting down the opposite hallway at work or making any excuses to not attend a meeting involving them. You can’t really blame the others though. Denji and Power were pretty…obnoxious, to put it lightly.

But regardless, you’d taken a liking to them. It seemed like they really wanted attention, and that’s what caused all of the chaos. Not many people would talk to them in a calm and gentle manner, except you. Not even their roommate, Aki. To be fair, there were times you lost your patience with them or worst, you feared for your safety (When Power sees red, you learned the hard way that you had better take cover) but….that had only happened twice so far.

You weren’t a Devil Hunter like them; your job was more of an administrative position within Public Safety. Not that exciting, but you were good at it and it paid your bills. Power would often pop into your tiny cubicle, pretending to say hi but really hoping to get some candy.

“Hiyo, I’ve come to see you!” She declares, leaning aggressively on your desk. She doesn’t smile really, but her demeanor is friendly. You ask her how she is doing and she proceeds to divulge all the boring tasks she had to do today in the office, complaining wildly and loudly. It’s quiet funny and you laugh along.

“I know you’re secretly here for my candy, take some” you state as you slide the jar towards her. She wryly smiles and snatches the top off and digs her fingers in. In that moment, Denji walks past the door leading to your office and abruptly stops.

“Wha-There you are! “ He exclaims. He looks back down the hallway and yells “ I found her, jerk face!”

You knew who “jerk face” was. You grabbed the jar from Power and quickly tried stuffing the sweets that were strewn about your desk back inside while she lunged forward to grab the top of the jar, only to drop it on the floor in a frenzy. A mixture of giggles but also panicky breathes escaped you both.

Denji moved quickly to grab a few pieces that had fallen on the floor, stuffing them into his pockets. You motioned for him to get up and stand back before jerk face arrives.

Aki steps through the door and his piercing stare is on the two of you. You tried to regain your composure, pretending to skim through a pile of documents on your desk. Power continued leaning against your desk, looking at the assortment of pens and office supplies. You both were trying so hard not to smile.

Aki stood next to Denji, folding his arms. “Why are you over here, Power? This isn’t our side of the building. You should be finishing up your own paperwork in our offices” he says.

She pushed her lips together into a line, “Hmmm? Oh I already finished all of that! So I’m basically done for the day. I should be able to go home now!”

“What is in your mouth?” Aki asks.

Shit. He noticed.

“Nothing, it’s gum.” She lies.

“You better not being eating candy. “

“Itsnot! Its the nasty gum you gave me this morning.” She looked at you, “He gave me sugar free gum, can you believe it?!”

Aki crinkled his nose.

“You’re still chewing on that? Its the end of the day! You better not be eating candy Power, you know what the dentist told us last week. No more sweets, your teeth are rotting” Aki states. It’s like hearing a father scold his child.

He diverts his attention to you and your body gets a little tense. He seems to have this affect on people, especially when he’s irate.

You look up from the pile of papers and meet his gaze. A small smile is forming at the corners of your mouth and you can’t hide it. You enjoyed the thrill of teasing him.

“Don’t give her anymore.” He says.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, there’s no candy here.” You tilt your head to the side and stare back at your desk. One small, shiny wrapper can be seen glistening from behind your coffee mug. You push the papers forward, the wrapper disappearing into the clutter.

He shakes his head and turns to leave. “Both of you, c’mon let’s go or you can walk home” he says as he struts out the door.

Maybe you shouldn’t be such a bad influence on them, but it’s so much fun. And there isn’t much fun at this job. You wished Aki would lighten up a bit; you hadn’t even seen him laugh before, even around Himeno.

You started locking up your desk to head out for the day.

He’s probably really cute when he laughs, you thought.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Geez, how are you still alive from this? Okay, were you dumb enough to steal from another?

@demon-blood-youths

"You know, I don't know how. I'm still slippery as Shdwkyz says but come on! Their are pretty nice girls in New York City!" Mineta sighed but he looks nervous think.

"And well..I did....well, two of them." he said.

"So this is new york. Wow!! Yuji, you were right about this!" Kisho said with eyes sparkling seeing the places so far with Yuji and the others. Taz was visiting the girls today on the vacation even the Six claws were here too hanging with Yuji and Kisho.

"Yeah, I did try to explain that. Though, this is pretty nice though. "He said with Ren, Rin, Denji, Atsushi, Bakugo, and Izuku nods. They were eating some lunch together but was talking.

"We told ya. It's not too bad but it's pretty nice." Ren said eating some food with the guys nodding.

"True. Also, you guys are here on vacation?" Denji asked.

"Yeah, we are. We said we would bring Daichi here to relax since he's never been to America so why not?" he said.

"I see. Well, New York is pretty fun so I think you'll like it." Rin said smiling as they were eating. The guys kept hanging out while looking and showing the sights so far with Kisho who was enjoying himself. It was pretty cool.

However.......

The guys heard running to stop and look. They saw someone panting looking like he saw a ghost but holding something in his arms crying.

"Huh?"

"Gotta hide, gotta hide, gotta hide!!" Mineta said panicking. The six claws blink.

"Oh come on.." Bakugo said angry.

"Uhhh Mineta, what are you doing here?" Izuku said seeing the other tense up.

"Uhhh Hey guys! I'm not doing anything! Just uhhhhh....enjoying the sights." he said nervous. The six claws glare at him but Kisho blinks to look at him.

"Uhhh who is this guy?" he asked Yuji but stops seeing a angry look on his face.

"...Lets just say he's well known......but it leaves a question to why he's here." He said. "Second, take the time to look at him. I think you know Kisho..." Yuji said.

He blinks to look at him for a moment but when he did, his eyes widen remembering. "YOU!!!" he points even hearing Eito squawk angry to remember. "YOUR THAT PERVERT FROM THAT TIME BACK HOME! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" he said.

"Uhhhhhh..Nothing?" he said backing up but he got scared only for Yuji to grab him by the shirt lifting him up. "Eek!"

"Alright you talk! Every time your around something is happening and it's never good with you! So spill, why are you here?" he said angry.

"Or better to ask; what did you do this time?" Ren said. Mineta got scared seeing the guys surrounding him as he shook.

"I..I'm doing nothing! I was just minding my own business!! Can you blame me!?" he said. "Please put me down! T^T" he begs of them.

"Oh no you don't! You must have did something then you wouldn't try running. So what did you do!?" Bakugo said.

"I swear, I didn't do anything!! Believe me I swear!" he said looking to them. However, as the guys were about to question him...

A loud dragon roar echoed through New york city with the guys looking back seeing a large blue flame mixed with black flames.

"......."

That's when they heard familiar voices.

"GUYS CALM DOWN PLEASE! WE WILL FIND HIM AND GET THEM BACK! PLEASE CALM-INK NO NO NO NO NOOOOOO!!" Rust shouted.

"RUN AWAY, THEY LOST IT! INK AND JINX LOST THEIR SHITTTTT!!!" Echo shouted from the distance.

"HOW IN THE HELL ARE WE GOING TO STOP THEM FROM BURNING NEW YORK CITY DOWN!?!?" Shdwkyz shouted.

"I DON'T KNOW BUT IF WE DON'T THEY WILL! WE NEED TO FIND THAT PERVERT!" one said.

The six claws along with Yuji and Kisho blinks but slowly looks to Mineta who was scared.

"You didn't.." Izuku said.

"..Ummm..."

"MINETAAAAAA!! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOUUUUUU!! WAIT TILL I GET MY CLAWS IN YOU AND RIP YOU INTO RIBBONS! I'LL MURDER YOU FOR STEALING MY PANTIES AGAIN!!!" Jinx shouted out but she was pissed.

"WHERE IS HE!?! WHERE THE HECK IS THAT JERK!! HE WILL PAY FOR THIS!!" Ink shouted next.

"......"

"YOU STOLE THEIR PANTIES!?" The six claws said even Yuji was shocked.

"Seriously!?" Yuji said.

"WAIT, I CAN EXPLAIN!! IT WAS THE RIGHT MOMENT I JUST-"

However, that's when they heard running showing Jinx and Ink's fractions running away shouting. "UHhhh.."

"RUN AWAY!!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!" Fosh shouted out. That's when the claws look seeing two people. A very enraged Ink who was gripping her great sword as it was glowing blue. Her face is hidden but had the dragon demon face seen and a very angry hell panther coated in black flames while showing flamed daggers. Two black panther swaying tails were seen behind her.

"Oh shit.." Bakugo said.

"..Uh oh.." Izuku panics.

"...Oh no not again!" Rin and Denji said worried.

"The hell?!?" Yuji said worried.

"......Uh oh..."Atsushi said worried.

"....Oh dear.." Ren said.

Mineta saw the two but struggles out of Yuji's hold to land but runs off. "Huh hey!"

"SORRY!!!" he shouted before he left two enraged young women who looked ready to kill him.

"I..Ink? Jinx? Please calm down! Lets talk this over okay!?" Atsushi said not seeing Ink this angry before but the two girls only looks silent before looking up.

Ink's upper face was darkened with her grey eyes looked really scary ready while Jinx's own upper face was the same with her eyes glowed red to show her hands having sharp nails ready to slash something. Yeahhhhhh...the guys think they didn't want to talk right now.

"We gotta calm them down before they burn everything!" Bakugo said.

"HOW!?" Izuku said but saw the two growling now before roaring out that left the boys tensing to turn running. "Run run run!!" they said but the girls chases them.

~~~~~~~~~

"Soooo in short. I ran off but left them to deal with the girls. Ink and Jinx are terrifying! T^T. I was lucky to be alive after stealing their panties..and Taz's too. However, they sorta destroyed a lot while fighting the six claws, yuji, and Kisho but they got the two knocked out and put to sleep calming down." he said. "Yuji had to knock Jinx out and she's really hard to knock out. The six claws did the same for Ink too...I mean, their fractions were scared seeing them lose it..." he sweatdrops.

"However.....I will still say this; their panties are the best." he said blushing to smile.

[mastomysowner]

The sad tale of the Kurozumi Family

If things had gone differently, Orochi could’ve been a good person. Wait, I’ll explain.

Orochi first met Higurashi over 41 years ago, when he was still a teen. Apparently, he lost his family. He was also forced to live in a terribly decrepit shack in a graveyard for who knows how long. Talk about creepy.

Higurashi’s entrance had an appropriate level of creepiness. She may have chosen the exact day for the lightning and thunder sound effects to be available. This granny must've had a knack for theatrics, hasn't she? This fits well with this arc’s theme of Kabuki stage plays. Not only that, by doing this, she showed who's the boss and made Orochi scared, confused and vulnerable to manipulation.

Orochi didn’t even know what crime his grandfather had been punished for, but he was still sure the punishment was just. Prior to meeting Higurashi, he blamed no one for his misery, oddly enough considering how much injustice he’d endured.

Orochi seems shocked to hear the story of his grandfather's misdeeds. Also, it was believed that they were killed in a civil war? Looks like we don't know a lot about Wano's history.

She didn't mention that not only their property was taken. The idea that someone could be guilty of being born was nothing new to Wano Country.

Interestingly, at that time, Orochi's dreams of becoming a shogun were simple and childish, there was nothing evil in them. They were kinda similar to the dreams of Denji from Chainsaw Man. 

Higurashi only offered the Devil Fruit to Orochi if he obeyed. He wasn't shown to be anything more than a tool to her.

Above all, she valued power and promoted this idea to both her family member and her future killer. Orochi felt nothing when she died, her own ruthlessness leaving a mark on him after many years of her being his only close person.

But it’s not a fact that Higurashi was always like that. She had to leave the country not only because of revenge, but also to save her life. There’s no doubt that survival in the unknown lands was indeed a terrible ordeal.

In any case, this was the beginning of their 20 years of collaboration, during which Orochi's attitude changed dramatically.

His clothes also changed. It's unknown if his living conditions also improved or if this was the only change (after all, a servant of the shogun should look appropriately). He stole much money, but they were used on producing weapons.

At that time, it wasn't clear how far the persecution of the Kurozumi clan had gone, but after it was shown, it seems weird that Yasuie asked why Orochi hid that he was a Kurozumi.

Most likely, it wasn't only a matter of self-righteousness. Throughout history, entire clans had often been wiped out to get rid of would-be avengers. The people of Wano wanted to get rid of any potential problems, and this backfired on them.

By the way, here Orochi says that if his clan only lost their social position, he wouldn't take revenge. Like, indiscriminate murder is counter-productive. It’s sad that the people of Wano didn’t understand this.

Orochi’s logic is terrible, but it is... logical. Why should I care if they die of starvation and disease? They didn't care about me when I lived in the same conditions! Why should I worry about their children becoming victims of my revenge? They think a child can be a criminal too!

There’s also this little, but very sad story of Kanjuro. It's possible to build many theories about how he lived, but the point is that no one extended a helping hand to him.

The persecution of Kurozumis isn't the only example of the callousness of the Wano citizens’ hearts. No one offered a helping hand to Izou and Kiku when they were left on the street. Fortunately, they met Oden, but they might not have met him.

And now the new shogun Momonosuke must deal with all this legacy. Let's see what the phrase “opening of the country’s borders” means to him. One thing is certain, when this happens, Wano Country must change its way of life. Maybe it’ll be more... more merciful? Maybe it’s too naive... Okay, I want to believe in Momo.

Even if Orochi and Kanjuro were too far gone, Momonosuke must make sure that things like this never happen again.

[meownotgood]

i need someone to give us a long winded himeno analysis and i volunteer you to be tribute! i find her to be a tragic character and i believe fandom really does look at her at such surface level

I can certainly do that anon 💪 I actually already wrote a bit of an analysis for her for another anon who asked me about aki / himeno, you can find that here, but I'll for sure elaborate a little more on it

first of all, I don't blame people for not liking her, if you dislike her or hate her that's fine. honestly, even I don't really like her that much, but I appreciate the way that she's written and her impact on the story as a whole. I think she's written very well, and she's a very tragic and often misunderstood character.

and I don't blame people for only seeing her at surface level, either — I feel like a lot of chainsaw man fans speed read the manga or just didn't analyze much of what they were reading, so they formed their opinions quickly or based them on what they've seen other people say. which there's no problem with that, mind you, I just feel like a lot of aspects of himeno's character (other characters fall victim to this too, like denji and makima) often get overlooked by readers, or get dumbed down to an insane degree.

in my opinion, himeno is one of the most realistic characters in chainsaw man. she embodies everything that I imagine for a real person to do when faced with the horrible world chainsaw man takes place in, as well as the grim reality of devil hunting. she distracts herself with cigarettes, drinking, and sex, she sports a bubbly and flirty personality to hide her true personality and her sorrows.

after losing countless of her buddies, taking beatings and ridicule from the families of those buddies, and bearing witness to so much grief and death in her life, she's become numb — this is why she chooses to use vices to "take the edge off". she ends up not caring much for her life or her well-being, but this changes when she ends up meeting aki.

when we see himeno's first interaction with aki, she's a very different person. she's cold, seeming to only care about whether or not aki will prove to be useful. the fact that she cares so much for him is why she was able to keep going, but it also ended up becoming her undoing.

she spent so long throwing away her life, smoking and drinking, but after she met aki, she wanted the two of them to live a longer life. she started caring for her own well-being again, as well as his. she asks aki if he would move to the civilian sector with her, which has much less dangerous devils, and she writes in her letters to her sister about how she wants to find a way to convince aki to quit. we can even see how she cares about his well-being when she tells him not to use his sword because she knows it will cut away at his life span.

aki cared for her safety, too; he was willing to use his contract with the curse devil, sacrificing his life span and risking everything to fight katana man in order to keep her safe. and in the end, she ends up being the one to give up her life for him.

in a way, it's bittersweet, because after meeting so many devil hunters who are numb and jaded, after practically becoming that type of devil hunter herself, himeno finally found someone who wasn't like that — someone who actually cared about her life, and would cry for her if she died. I wouldn't exactly say that himeno was happy when she was dying, but I think she definitely found peace in that fact, in the thought of aki caring enough about her to cry for her.

I think himeno initially became very attached to aki because after losing so many people, she wanted more than anything to see him live. and I think that attachment to him eventually grew into romantic feelings, which aki didn't come to realize (most likely because he was under makima's influence) until well after she died. I think himeno also grew to like aki after seeing his more vulnerable side, and the way that he cries for people who have died, even rookies who he barely even knew. I think in another reality, they could have been more than just partners, but as it stands, I feel as if they had more of a mentor and student type of relationship.

fujimoto said that himeno and aki were originally intended to be siblings, and I think remnants of that can be found in their relationship and interactions — himeno was certainly in love with aki at one point, but aki saw her more like his superior. as someone he definitely cares deeply for and respects, but sees as more of a colleague than a romantic interest.

also, I want to mention how some of my favorite lines in chainsaw man come from himeno: "how can I get aki to quit?" is such a good line. himeno was the only person left that was keeping aki grounded, and keeping him from throwing his life away in pursuit of his goal, so when she died, there was no-one to hold him back from making contracts with devils or from putting his full focus on collecting pieces of the gun devil. aki mentions how he's stopped looking at himself objectively, because if he did, he'd be unable to continue. himeno was there to give him a sense of reason, so without her, he fully succumbs to the path he's chosen to walk down.

I also appreciate the whole concept with "easy revenge", and what aki giving into it means for his character development as a whole

also "aki can cry" and "don't die aki, cause when I die, I want you to cry" are such good lines, I don't know what else to say about them besides they give me chills every time

[hana-no-seiiki]

SWEET LIKE A DEVIL ♡

ENTRY FOR @angelltheninth ‘s COLLAB EVENT: ANGELL’S THREEWAY

PAIRING: MAKIMA x SWITCH! MALE! READER x (AGED UP) DENJI

WARNINGS: Smut, Threesome, Porn with some plot, unprotected sex, virgin Denji, wish fulfillment (in terms of how attractive you are), Denji is jealous of [Y/N]. Denji has a one-sided love-hate relationship with [Y/N]. Some angst sprinkled in there. Denji has some internalized acephobia.

STATUS: UNEDITED

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Denji had always envied you since he began working as a Devil Hunter. You were the apple of Makima’s eyes, her pride and joy, her favorite pet. But, unlike Denji you also had the respect of your peers.

He didn’t get it. He was basically the coolest dude there is. He could turn into a chainsaw! All you had was a bunch of contracts, namely one with the “sex devil” or whatever that was.

He doesn’t understand how people could be afraid from making a little love, but apparently the fear was so rampant that just the devil itself provided enough firepower for you to survive day to day life as a hunter.

But the biggest part of your contract with the hanky panky devil was the way it made you so goddamn gorgeous. You were irresistible to the common man. Practically a walking aphrodisiac. Every movement you made was sensual, every part of your body made missions with you unbearable, you were more effective at getting Denji off than the porno mags in his stash.

Many would kill to have that sort of ‘downside’ to their contract, but it was clear you definitely weren’t part of that majority. You were often cold, aloof. Never found socializing or joining company outings. If it weren’t for Himeno recounting tales of you getting bitches and whatnot Denji could at least find comfort in your shared status as virgins. But even that wasn’t the case. It seemed that the devil found joy in putting you through such situations in exchange of its power.

But besides your totally weird aversion of being banged, you were everything he aspired to be. Everything he longed to become.

“Denji.” His lady called out to him, snapping him from his trance.

Denji quickly replied, his fear of earning Makima’s disappointment gave him quick reflexes when it came to her commands, “Y-yes, miss Makima!”

“You’re staring.”

“. . . ahaha . . . “

“I wouldn’t blame you. Mr. [L/N] is well known amongst the staff in the HQ.” Makima looked forward and unto your form. You were cleaning the area around her office, giving her a wonderful view of you with an apron. She had long since wondered what you’d be as a house-husband, a male-wife one might say. Perhaps once she cleansed the world of its evils she might propose. And if you refused? Well, she’d rather not think of that. But she has her ways to keep you bound to her for eternity.

“Does . . . Miss Makima like Mr. [L/N]?”

Makima tilted her head, her facial expressions as controlled and neutral as always. “Do I ?”

Denji pouted at her non-denial, to which she giggled at before turning back to you. “[L/N], come here.”

“Lady Makima?” You looked up. Concentration at the floor’s cleanliness ripped to pieces by a single command.

“Sit.” Now sitting on her office desk, she gestured to her lap. You don’t even flinch, hesitate or speak another word before following through with her order, only taking some time to take off your apron. “Good boy.”

She unbuttoned and unzipped your pants. Her facial expressions yet again, neutral. As if she wasn’t undressing the “cold beauty” of the Devil Hunter’s HQ, as if it were just a regular occurrence that had no need to be reacted to.

“M-miss Makima?!” Denji gawked.

You were completely stoic as well. A little red on the cheeks, but rather from embarrassment it seemed to come from your close contact to your higher-up instead.

As soon as your cock sprang free, Denji immediately started to compare yours to his. Either way, he still felt inferior from how pretty it looked, especially between Makima’s fingers. “[L/N]. Denji here wants to know if I like you. Can you answer him for me?”

“This one is . . . Ah . . unworthy to receive — mmm— such positive feelings from Lady Makima “ Denji couldn’t handle just being around you for too long or he’d get irrationally horny. Seeing her getting you off practically felt like he was the one in your place.

“See, Denji? [L/N] here knows his place. And for that he gets rewarded.” Makima neared your ears, her soft voice whispering into it causing your entire body to shiver in euphoria. “Cum for me, [Y/N].”

And you ejaculate. Spurts of your cum covered your upper uniform. Satisfied, the red haired lady looks to the blond degenerate, beckoning, “Lick.”

No further words needed to be said.

While Denji busied himself with licking your cock clean, Makima inserts a finger inside your anus. She wasn’t thinking of what you were thinking was she—

“Strip.” Oh no she was.

Denji began fumbling around with his belt and pants. Excitement clear on his face, made even more clear by his erection as it was freed from the confines of his boxers. The young man, who was obviously a virgin at this point, almost came from watching Makima get you off alone.

There was not enough preparation, Makima knew that. It would be quite an uncomfortable experience for the two of you, Makima expected that. But did she do anything to stop the horny kid from thrusting his dick into you? Not at all.

You gasped in pain. Denji was way too eager. He’d already bottom out after a few seconds of being naked.

“Denji, make in sure you breed his little hole well, hm?”

“Of course, miss Makima! You can count on me!”

“W-wait—!”

Seeing your pained expression stimulated Denji greatly, almost more than losing his virginity to your tight little ass. He was the one causing you to feel this way. When devils were nothing more than a minor inconvenience to your daily life, Denji was the one who’s able to bring you enough pain and pleasure that your usual resting bitch face finally molded into something else.

“S-see? Mr. [L/N] ! You’re the one taking my cock - hah - you’re the one under me. Why don’t you -ugh - beg for me - ah - to fuck you!” Denji’s sharp teeth glistened as he grinned maniacally.

You looked to Makima for approval. Lord knows what would happen if you took Denji’s commands without her permission. After she acknowledged you with a nod, you complied to his wishes. “Please! Ah! Harder!”

The blond replied by fulfilling your wishes, abusing your hole with his inexperienced, harsh jackhammering. Tears left your eyes, causing him to cum. His eyes rolled back as his cock injected semen into you. He doesn’t stop thrusting however until he was emptied. His face buried on your chest.

As soon as his high died down, he raised head to look at Makima. Only to be faced with a disappointed look.

“Mm. You didn’t even make [L/N] ejaculate. How disappointing. It seems that I have to deal with the problem in the end.”

And she took off her pants and underwear, leaving only the upper half of her body covered.

“M-m-miss Makima?!”

“Makima— hah” You moaned, dropping honorifics entirely. Denji expected Makima to react negatively to your words, but instead sees her face twist in pleasure.

You two were joined in an instant. Your movements were as natural as breathing. You had done this before. Of course, even Makima wasn’t immune to your charms. Denji felt his heart shatter into a million pieces as he watched the love of his life crying under you in pleasure, post nut clarity finally allowing him to feel disgust and shame.

But that only lasted a little while before he got hard yet again. His hands already moved to masturbate while he watched you take his crush, thrusting into her without a care in the world.

“To answer your question, Denji. I do not like [L/N].” Despite being stuffed to the brim by your cock, Makima’s articulation was as steady as ever. The only indication of her pleasure was her flushed cheeks and tight hold over your shoulders and back. No doubt marking you for some time to come.

“I love him.”

Denji could only watch as you two made out and continued to have sex. Slowly forgetting about his existence at all.