#makima imagine

[rougepancake]

Hear me out Makima being a ABSOLUTE girl fail like attempting to understand slang and be romantic but she just looks so silly (I have a love hate relationship with her) -👾

AHAHANWJW NOT THE GIRL FAIL LOL

I could see it though-

“Elephant shoes.” Makima says out of nowhere, turning the page of her book confidently as she waits for your response. Meanwhile, you’re sitting next to her, jaw hanging open in absolute confusion.

“What?!”

“What?”

“You-“ You cut yourself off with a heavy sigh, still clearly confused. “What the hell..?”

“Someone told me that it was a subtle way of saying I love you.” She looked up from her book, her eyes meeting yours. “Was I misinformed?”

“Well. It looks like ‘I love you’ if you mouth it to someone. It doesn’t exactly mean that.” A nervous chuckle escaped you as you watched her brows furrow slightly.

“Olive juice.” She looked back down at her book and continued to read, reaching over for her cup of coffee slowly.

“WHAT?!”

“What?”

“Who is telling you these things?!” You had to force yourself to stop smiling, and your voice even cracked as you held in your laughter.

“Himeno.”

“Oh boy…” You had to turn your face away from hers so that she wouldn’t see how funny you found her predicament. “See, that’s also one that looks like ‘I love you’ when you mouth it to someone.”

“I see.” She paused briefly to take a sip of her coffee. “Well. I flove you, Y/n. I’m going to use my unmatched rizz to show you how much I love you.”

“MAKIMA!” You choked on your air and laughed loudly, tears forming in your eyes. “J-Just give it a break. pLease-“

“I guess I didn’t understand the assignment.”

[angelltheninth]

Pretty Little Pet

Pairing: Makima x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, dom/sub dynamics, blindfolds, pussy slapping, orgasm control/denial, fingering, praise, pet names, begging, dom!Makima

Word count: 0.7k

A/N: I may be scared of Makima, but that doesn't mean I'll refuse a commission involving her. "They offered me what I couldn't refuse: money!" Points to you if you know where that's from.

Being Makima lover required a few things. Simple things, but big in her eyes. Your complete devotion, love, submission, your whole self, now only hers. Mind, body, heart, soul, everything beyond and in-between.

You didn't question it much when Makima kissed you and asked you to pretty please let her take your clothes off, piece by piece, leaving kisses on your bare skin while your sighs turned into moans under her hands and mouth.

You could touch her too of course, but only for as long as she permitted it. One snap of her fingers and you knew you had to comply. There was no need for handcuffs as she pushed you on your back and told you to stay still. You knew when to keep your hands away and when to touch and pull and push.

Then came the blindfold, and after that, pleasure and frustration.

You lost count of how many times Makima brought you to the brink of an orgasm only to leave you hanging, your hips desperately trying to get the friction you needed. You don't even know how many hours it's been.

Due to you being blindfolded every sound, every whisper, every kiss, every bite, every slap against your clit and pussy, every push of her fingers inside of you comes as a delightful, yet torturous surprise.

"You're doing so well pet." Your leg muscles ached from laying spread open for so long but you couldn't bare to close them against her hand, which returned to moving between your legs without mercy, "Who's my good girl?"

"I-I am. I'm good! Please! Please let me come! I feel like I'm losing my mind!" Makima chuckled at that, a delicate soothing kiss was pressed on the shell of your ear at the same time your right nipple was pinched hard.

"That's what I was hoping for. You can take more, I know you can." She delivered a quick slap on your pussy, your hips jerking upwards only to be pushed upwards by her fingers once again pistoning in and out of your drooling cunt.

Makima loved seeing you like this. Mind so clouded with pleasure that all you could do was beg. It was so easy too, for her to reduce you to a blabbering, horny, wet, desperate mess, where the only thoughts in your head were her and her making you, no letting you come.

"If only you could see yourself now. Begging to be fucked like a bitch in heat, your pretty cunt squeezing me so desperately. Well pet, tell me, have you earned it do you think? Do you deserve to come?" She was fucking her faster, increasing her pace with each question, making it almost impossible for you to form an answer.

You were so close, so damn close, you could feel it, all you needed now was to respond, "Yes ma'am! I'll do it for you! Please, please let me come for you! Plea-!" Your word as cut off as Makima curled her fingers inside of you and practically dragged your orgasm out of you with such force it left your mind completely blank.

"My sweet darling," She cooed, the tone somehow feeling too sweet and not sweet enough, "you're mesmerizing when I make you come."

Makima was happy with you. You pleased her, this performance pleased her. It filled your chest with so much warmth to be praised by her. "Yes, thank you."

"No, thank you." She gently withdrew her fingers from your sensitive cunt, your hips still twitching after her hand much to her amusement. "Let's get this off you now, I want to see you entirely." When the blindfold feel off and your eyes were able to adjust you saw Makima smiling warmly at you, even more so than the warmth in your chest. Your heart hammered in your chest at the beautiful sight, "Such an obedient, beautiful, darling pet I have." Makima kissed your forehead, almost sending you to heaven for real this time, "Close your eyes, let me hold you."

Her words were like a magic spell to your very soul, lulling you to a blissful unconsciousness while she pulled the covers over you and let you snuggle up against her front. You truly felt blessed to be with her, to be able to call yourself Makima's.

[rakeisu]

❤ Song Recs For (Anime) Simps ❤

"Treat me like I need you,

But, you know what I want...

▪ Song Recs For (Anime) Simps ▪ ▪ Makima (マキマ) - Chainsaw Man ▪ ▪ Song: Talk To Me Nice by Tinashe ▪ ▪ Genre: R&B/Pop ▪ ▪ Honorable Mentions: Shinobu Kocho, Mikasa Ackerman, Annie Leonhart, Yor Forger, Hinata Hyuga, Boa Hancock, Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko)

[unluckiestmember]

Makima x Innocent! Reader

Characters: Makima, Kishibe (Mentioned)

Tags: Fluff, Developing/Established Relationship, Soft! Makima, dogs, worrying, Kishibe being Kishibe, denial of feelings and misunderstandings.

Warnings: Spoiler Warning for the International Assassins Arc and the Gun Devil Arc. SFW.

A/N: Soft Makima = Best Makima?

SFW

Makima is a controller. For her it is either her way or no way. And if you dare to defy her, she will be the last thing you ever see. 

She treats everyone like they are her dogs, toys and pawns in a larger game to win…

But not you. No, she treats you like an angel.

After missions and days at work, she will take you out to relax. No ifs ands or buts.

Gives you the best massages.

Isn't a fan of PDA. But if she feels threatened, she will grab you and show everyone who you belong to.

She won't force anything onto you unless important. She knows how timid you can be when making decisions.

She has no problem explaining to you her missions and tactics, though she will sugar coat some moments for your "safety".

Her dogs love you. They literally run in your direction when you go to Makima's home and just jump on you.

Yes, Makima is a little jealous of it.

Watches any movie you want to watch, good or bad.

If it's a horror movie, she'll hold your hand the entire time. And if there's a jumpscare, she'll hold you when you jump.

Loves when you get easily flustered but wont show it.

She'll literally stare at you with a small smile and quietly be in delight at your timid state.

Will ask about your day, which is something she doesn't do for ANYONE.

If you want a sleepover, Makima will do the whole nine yards. Endless snacks, a batch of good movies, bad movies and a bunch of blankets.

She only has ONE rule; Don't speak of what you two do outside of work to coworkers. You're her little secret. No one can have you but her. Not to mention she has a reputation to keep.

Will ask Kishibe, yes, Kishibe of all people, advice on how to care more and be better for you.

Will also ask how to tread lightly around you as to not scare you away. But will never admit it or say it out loud.

Say her eyes are beautiful or pretty. She'll melt just laugh and call you cute. Maybe even kiss you on the cheek.

In-Story (Spoilers Ahead)

When Makima fell for you, she thought she was sick.

So sick that she took a few days off of work to wonder what was happening to her.

She asked her higher ups and even Kishibe what was wrong in subtle ways.

They all concluded; she wasn't sick. She was in love.

But she didn't want to be. No, she wanted to just focus on Chainsaw Man and Denji! You were ruining her plans! You had to go.

So why couldn't she kill you?

She just couldn't kill you…

Though she continued to think her attraction to you was unnatural, she soon asked you out.

Say yes. Makima doesn't show it, but she wants you to accept her confession.

Though your relationship is not displayed around your co-workers, they know something is going on between you two.

They all think the same thing; "Good for her." "I'm happy for them." "She's dating someone? I thought she was just a scary emotionless woman!" "Lucky!"

Makima doesn't worry about anything.

So she's surprised she worries about you so much.

After your encounter with the Darkness Devil in hell, Makima was her usual quiet and mysterious self.

But Kishibe informs you she was worried sick when she found you.

And don't even get him started on how she was during the return of the Gun Devil.

She tries her best not to tell you her true motives with Denji, but if you give her puppy eyes she'll spill.

Please support her. The last thing she wants to do is kill her precious angel.

When you noticed her being extra friendly to Denji and Aki, your cute little head started to worry she would leave you for them.

She'll assure you in a sweet whisper that she only belongs to you.

Be on the look out for a jealous Denji...

"I'll admit. My motives will be seen as evil. But it is a necessary evil. I hope you understand... You have to understand. I know I can accomplish my mission, but it might be near impossible without you... Oh, I wasn't saying I-... Haha. Yes. I love you too."

Makima is a devil. A control devil. And could destroy the whole world.

But maybe. Just maybe. She'd sacrifice it all if it was for you…

Chainsaw Man requests are currently open! :D

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[chloesimaginationthings]

What if Pucci met Makima and Denji met Dio…

[angelltheninth]

Chainsaw Man Quartet Eating You Out

Pairing: Denji, Aki Hayakawa, Power, Makima x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, fingering, clit stimulation, teasing, orgasm control, co-worker romance, praise, toy use

A/N: All different ways to do it, but they will all get you there, you just have to be good for them.

DENJI

Denji has no idea how to eat pussy but you've never seen anymore more eager to learn. He's very sloppy when he does it, his tongue and mouth everywhere on you, trying to figure out where and how is he needs to lick to make you moan as loud as he's currently doing against your clit.

AKI HAYAKAWA

Aki savors every lick he makes from your pussyhole to your clit. He wants to remember the taste, the smell, the sound you make, the sound your pussy makes when he pushes his finger inside of you and sucks around your clit so slowly you start riding his mouth and finger out of frustration, which feeds his ego a little.

POWER

Power loves holding your legs open while she teases you, taking away your orgasm right as its within your grasp. Instead she will bite, lick and kiss your thighs, avoiding where you need her most. You have to pull her by her horns in order to get her to move where you want her, and even then she will deny you, playfully fighting against your grip.

MAKIMA

Makima has you working with a vibrator up your pussy all day until you walk into her office, absolutely dripping and beg her to let you come. First she needs to taste how horny you are, its not enough for her to see it, or hear it, she wants you gripping the table, moaning so wonton that it makes your throat sore, and legs gripping her head to please, please let you finish already.

[arabaka]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ makima x sex devil!fem!reader. CONTENT WARNINGS: 18+ !!! DUBCON. (it's makima.) mind control. 69. reader is called pet. WORD COUNT: 2.4K PSD CREDIT !!! MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI !!!!!!!（ ꐦꉺωꉺ)つ

Your head lowered, you stare blankly at the line of dishes in front of you, many of which remain shrouded in billowing steam. You try to find meaning in the glossy film sitting atop the many layers of fugu, the sashimi cuts arranged so prettily on a large plate you’re meant to share with your companion for the night, but you come up short. If this was a suitor or a contracted party you were meeting with, you wouldn’t need to look for answers in the marbled wagyu or slabs of basashi. You would know why you were there. 

But with Makima sitting across from you, her posture perfect as ever and her expression as readable to you as hieroglyphics, you don’t know what to think. 

But you do know Makima. And you know her kindness doesn’t come for free.

“It’d be rude not to partake.” She tells you, her smile as deceiving as a snake in camouflage. You watch her with as much precision as a microscope but all she’s doing is picking and choosing from the lavish assortment of food… Yet you can’t help but be on edge. 

Because as much as you try not to subscribe to the thought, you cannot deny the power that Makima wields over you. You’re a devil. A free-range devil. She’s a high-ranking Public Safety officer. She could have you eviscerated 1000 ways if she felt like it and you know the four walls of this hotel room wouldn’t stop her from doing so. You have yet to experience her brutality first hand but the rumors linger on your body like cologne from a partner.

“You’re thinking there’s strings attached.” You gulp. Of course she knows you’re scared; she’s like a shark and you’re the prey she’s let bleed. “Right?” There goes that cock of her head, her spiraled eyes daring to swallow you whole if you look at her for too long. “But you’re not in trouble.”

“Then why am I here?” You ask, a little harsher than intended but you suppose that’s tension leaving your body. “Or do you invite all the pretty devils to a place like this?” 

“Only the ones I’m interested in.”

You’re suddenly reminded of how Makima first found you. The offer she made you. “Work in Public Safety.” She’d spoken like it was an offer but it felt like a threat to you, a newly formed devil on this godforsaken planet. You’d rejected her then; the only chains you’ve ever been interested in are the kind that tie you to the bed and keep you there for good measure. But she let you live then. Let you forge contracts with devil hunters at will; you feed off their orgasm and they borrow your power. Since you only have a lust for sex and not blood, how much trouble can a Sex Devil like yourself get into? 

“Work-for-you interested or…?” You finally feel comfortable enough to start filling your plate but you do squirm a little under Makima’s ever so watchful gaze. 

“Let’s enjoy our meal first and then we can discuss the matter at hand, okay?” That tone sounds sweet enough but what she’s really telling you is “That mouth is for eating, not for talking.”

You still have questions bobbing about in your head but when it comes to asking any, your mouth runs dry. You find yourself nodding, not a cell in your body rising to the occasion to protest. In fact, you let a little smile slip over your mouth when Makima asks you to. And when you blink, eyes closing for a few extra seconds as the delectable flavor of fugu flirts with your tastebuds, you have no idea it will be one of the last you take as you are. 

When you come to, your head feels like it’s been stuffed with cotton balls. The sentiment extends to your ears, the tiny hairs on your helix standing at attention when a voice, elegant and soft, dances on your skin. “Rest well? I hope so. We have a long night ahead of us.” 

You turn, finding that the cushion propping your head up was not a pillow, but a plush lap. Your eyelids, still heavy from sleep, force themselves open but your vision has yet to follow. She’s a blur when you first see her like this, but when you finally come to she looks like an angel.

“Sit.” Is her first order to you and as much as you want to indulge in the comfort of her thighs, you rise. You sit, legs folded under your bottom, head lolling to your shoulder one last time just as you break free from your drowsy stupor. Your gaze briefly flits to the table nearby. It’s empty now… Or was it ever full to begin with? You can’t remember.

Makima’s eyes are embolden with power, with control. With you still in her vicinity, all she has to do is reach over, soft touch starting at your cheek before trickling down to the neckline of your silken robe. You don’t know when you put this on. You don’t know where you got it from. It feels foreign on your body but you can’t exactly pinpoint why. But it doesn’t matter. You aren’t allowed to ruminate on it for long because Makima’s fingers, dainty and calculated, start to curl around the fabric and usher it down your arms, revealing that you had nothing on underneath the whole time.

Her lips latch themselves onto the slope of your shoulder, her back stretched to make the connection as she lines kisses on your skin, the sensation birthing goosebumps all over your body. Your inhale is sharp, eyes teetering but always on her as you watch those kisses make a beeline for your breasts. Nipples perked at her touch, they narrowly escape her lips when Makima decides it’s about time to pay attention to your mouth.

She captures your lips in a kiss that’s sweet in nature, savory in taste. Her saliva is like a wash of umami on your tongue when she deepens the kiss. You open your eyes during it, you don’t know why but when you do, you see Makima’s striking gaze looking right back at you.

“Spread your legs.” She murmurs after dragging your bottom lip between her teeth. And so you do, without hesitation but Makima’s hands still find themselves on your knees, guiding you until there’s a satisfactory gap between your thighs. Enough for her to crawl between them, hand swatting away the outline of your robe until your body is on full display with the fabric now pooling around your bottom. Yet, you feel no shame. You feel…

Liberated.

Makima leans back, eyes never giving you the impression that they’re judging you. There’s a flame flickering in the confines of her pupils, one that won’t be satiated by sitting here.

“Let’s move to the bedroom.”

On the bed, fully bare for Makima to ogle, you don’t even feel the temptation to look anywhere else but her. She’s had you climb on top of her, she herself dressed down to black lingerie. The fat of her breasts squeeze out from her bra’s demi cups, a blessed treat for your eyes. But right now, it’s not about her. Not yet, anyways.

Urged by her fingers at the small of your back, you lean forward until your tits are at level with her mouth. Finishing what she started, Makima captures your nipple in her mouth, sucking in tandem with her hand massaging your other breast. You squeak, balance bucking for a moment when her teeth come out to play, nibbling at your chest’s peak to get a rise out of you. “M-Makima…” Her name a ghost on your breath, you can’t help but start to whimper when the hand once cupping your tit starts to run down the plane of your stomach.

No barrier to fight with, Makima’s fingers push past your folds, which had already become sticky with desire, until they’re pressing keenly on your clit. They’re gentle at first, running lithe circles around your bundle of nerves until you feel your muscle start to swell. The squelching sounds of her playing with your pussy intermingle with your moans, creating an erotic symphony Makima’s proud to have orchestrated.

Your nipple pops free of her mouth but you cry out again when she repeats the same technique on the other, though you’re grateful for the attention. She moves with such precision and grace; how she’s able to stroke your netherlips while keeping a consistent, sucking rhythm on your chest is beyond you. Earlier, your head felt like it was in a cloudy haze. Now, you feel like you’re back where you started and…

It’s nice.

Is this heaven? 

You don’t know when you started, but almost like it’s second nature to you, you grind in deep sweeps along Makima’s palm. Anything to intensify the friction blooming between your thighs. Makima chuckles, the sudden onslaught of her hot breath on your skin sending a series of chilled tingles up your spine. “Impatient, are we?” She kisses the outline of your pretty nipple, admiring the bud. But you don’t have to worry. She’ll spoil you. She’s waited too long to do so, after all. “Okay, my pet. Okay.” She coos, a statement that has your brain wracked with erotic chills. 

She has you undress her, first unclasping her bra and then sliding her matching lace panties down her legs until she can kick them off with her feet, all the while you’re covering her with kisses that have all the adoration you can muster in your system. When she smiles at you, narrowed eyes only ever looking at your face, your heart goes thump, thump, thump. You think, I’ll do anything to keep her looking my way. 

She’s gorgeous. Maybe the most beautiful being you’ve ever seen… It’s like your brain can’t even come up with a single comparison when you look at her. She’s that ethereal. Her skin, milky and pure, invites you to ravish her. Knees walking back, your head dipped to her stomach, you kiss and kiss and kiss until you’re met with her sex, hair trimmed nice and neat with her lips, taut and perfect. You dive in, kitten licking where her folds gather and before you know it, you’re lapping at her juices with fervor. Like you’ve been thirsty for weeks.

And she’s so smooth, the way she has her hips meeting your mouth, running her cunt along your mouth while she sighs so contentedly. You can’t stop, won’t stop… That is, until she orders you to. 

But your mouth isn’t off her for long, because when she tells you to lie on your side and she follows suit, you realize she only wanted a change in position. A position that will give her just as much access to you.

Back to facing her deliciously sweet pussy, you take advantage of the new arrangement by resting your head on Makima’s inner thigh and she mirrors your movements. You mewl against her wet heat when she suddenly presses two fingers into you. Your cunt gives way to the pressure, her fingers filling you up with a hooked end as she massages your innermost core. You stop your whimpering by giving your mouth something better to focus on as you lick her folds into your mouth and nurse on the ribbon of smooth flesh, your eyelashes fluttering together when you feel her tongue lick deep stripes from your hole to your clit. 

When her lips start to pucker around your glans, your head might as well be home to a fireworks show. She loses her way a little bit, tongue starting to sloppily run laps around your hood, composure breaking down as she swallows more of the juices that leak from your quivering hole. You understand, as her own taste is overriding your system to the point where you don’t know what else you can do but eat her out for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. 

You express this desire outwardly, desperate to show Makima that you absolutely need her in every sense of the word. Your hands come to clasp tightly around her hip, dragging her cunt until you’re pressed so deep into her you’ll suffocate if you’re not careful. You whine into her, barely able to formulate the words, “F-Feels good, Maki— Makima.” Your lashes start to drip with tears, tears formed from pleasure beyond human understanding. “F-Feel g-good for you too?” 

She nods into your pussy, using the movement to her advantage as her tongue messily runs up and over your sex, fingers only pumping into your hole faster and faster. The tips of her fingers start to poke and prod deeper until they’re exactly where you want them to be and once she hits your pleasure button, she doesn’t stop. She almost wishes she could see your expression, but now that she has you, there will be other times for that. For now, she wants to enjoy her final meal of the night.

As do you.

“Cum for me.” Makima commands you, though her voice is tender before she resumes her ministrations on your pussy. You don’t care that you’re making a mess of your face and the bed. All you want to do is meet Makima where she is, taste her essence until you’re more her than you.

You feel the cork wedged in your core start to rumble, cunt tensing up and twitching as Makima adds another finger into the mix, scissoring you wide and hard until she’s broken your dam and your release comes like a wave all over her mouth. You cry so pretty for her too. A much deserved symphony for the devil.

She smirks when your thighs start to flex uncontrollably around her face, your orgasm still ravaging your body but you remain focused, switching from licking to sucking with your tongue poking in and out of her hole. When her legs tighten around you, a force that would crush a normal human but is just right for a devil like yourself, you know your doing a good job.

But you know you’ve done an even better job when you have Makima unraveling into your mouth, her slick turning into a waterfall of deliciousness into your mouth. You’re so fucked, drunk on Makima that you stay licking at her warmth long after she’s finished. 

You’re breathless when you break away and even though she doesn’t do a grand show of it, you know she is too. Both of you unhook your legs from one another, Makima coming to sit so elegantly while you stumble into her arms. She’s warm. She’s comforting.

She’s all you’ll ever need.

But you never had a choice in that matter anyways.

“My pet,” She says while rubbing your shoulders, “you’re home.”

[hana-no-seiiki]

CHAINSAW & HAPPINESS

PILL 3 - GREAT GENESIS / GENESIS DEI

YANDERE! CSM! VARIOUS x STOIC! READER

“Check it out. These are my kids.”

“Oh yeah? Check out my kids.”

“That’s just Denji and Power . . .”

“Exactly.”

CAUTIONS: Spoilers for the Manga. Yandere Themes. Chainsawman Themes. Religious Themes. God uses he/him pronouns.

INGREDIENTS: You reminisce about the past and think about what lies ahead in your future. Denji gets his ass almost eaten by Batman- I mean a Bat Devil. Power.

FORMULATION: horridly unedited

[previous dose] [pillbox] [next dose]

You’ve hated humanity since the moment of your conception.

One might argue it was baked into your existence as a devil, simply etched into your heart the moment you popped out of hell, but you couldn’t agree with that notion at all.

It was just how persistent they were with survival and self-preservation that whatever your peers do to oppress them, torture their very souls, devour their physical being, they still manage to cling unto hope.

They were like cockroaches, ones with wings and the unending urge to fly towards your face like if they ever stopped they’d die.

Humans don’t hate cockroaches when they’re born, just like how you don’t hate humans when you were created. You merely saw them as pests you’d rather have gone. At least, that’s what you thought.

It was when you met Makima that you realized it wasn’t hatred you were feeling. It was envy.

You were envious of how they managed to find the grit to move forward. Of how they’re able to shake off tragedies and get stronger.

Unlike you, who had stayed stagnant for as long as you’ve remembered. Too scared to ever go out of line and potentially lose everything you already had.

As the God Devil, you were both one of the strongest and the weakest devils there existed.

Many feared your name, sure. But people found God equally, if not moreso, a comfort through trying times. God was their salvation, no matter how invisible, or inactive he was in their battles. Humanity continued to pray in his name, your name.

But slowly, but surely, faith began to disappear. And your powers began to grow.

You never believed in Makima’s goals. Nor do you believed in her feelings towards you to be genuine. You fully know that she’s using you for her desire; a family and most importantly the eradication of everything bad in this world. Her jealousy was probably based on the fact that she saw you more as a possession, a precious tool than a real partner.

You see, much like the Chainsaw Devil’s ability to erase concepts from this world, you also had a few unique abilities of your own. The ability to remember everything in the course of humanity’s life on Earth. Even the parts the “Hero of Hell” removed and bring it back to existence. Your head was akin to an infinite book, you nicknamed ‘The Bible’.

Where the Chainsaw Devil was the definition of chaos and destruction, you represented peace and life.

And you loathed that. Despised how different you were from other devils. Detested the thought that you were anything but an avatar of fear.

In any case, amalgams were one of the examples of things you’ve partly brought back to the world. It’s original name seemingly inaccessible even to your hands. Though it was mostly done as an excuse for you to use your powers whenever, you had a feeling Makima thought of Denji and Pochita when asking you to revive those mongrels. Or may be not. Makima was confusing and mysterious that way.

You didn’t pry much into her plans. Only ever preparing yourself for the shitstorms her actions cause and brave through it.

But now curiosity ate at you like leech. Why was she allowing Denji so close to you like that? Was it truly because she wants to play him like a fiddle?

Why did the thought of her hurting him hurt you so badly?

“You’re going to break it.”

Angel poked your nose. His touch, with how rare he gave out, almost broke your seemingly invincible composure.

“The weapon. Don’t. It’s such a hassle to make one.”

“My apologies.” You said, as you crushed the sword Angel made within your hands. Expression devoid from your features.

The latter sighed, you were as insufferable as ever.

“Could you stop being so polite and rigid? It’s gross.”

“You know I can’t use casual language in front of them. To the committee, you’re a demon and I’m . . . ” You were about to say ‘one of them’ but you couldn’t shake the sense of otherness you’d feel whenever you were with your colleagues. It wasn’t as if they viewed you as an outcast per se, just that they seemed so nervous all the time. Which led to you avoiding contact especially during battle. You weren’t oblivious to how humans viewed and often worshipped you, you just didn’t know the extent your powers affected them. Especially those who have known you for quite a while.

And so Makima helped by pairing you with beings who are usually unaffected by your aura. At least, on the surface.

“Still. I’d prefer if you went back to how you were before.”

You knew Angel before you even met Makima, as what the two of you represented were both closely related. Despite that, your relationship remained symbiotic at most. Angel’s weapons worked best when wielded by you, and you were capable of taking away his memories and ‘sins’ thus making the number of voices in his head less burdensome. None of you made an effort to go beyond that.

Your Bible ability allowed you to remember everything even beyond your current incarnation.

But Angel knew that while you will remember him if you ever died, the emotions attached to said memories will surely disappear.

He’ll remain that, just a memory. He was content with that. In fact, that’s why Makima trusted him enough with you.

“Charismatic? Proud? A perfect example of what it is to be a devil?”

“An asshat.” Angel munched on the human blood sausage you prepared him. Well, the sausage Makima forced you to make as to fulfill your ‘wifely’ duties, that you gave to Angel since you disliked the taste of it. “But a predictable one.” His androgynous voice came out muffled as he basically scarfed down the piece of meat

“It’s fine to admit that you’re a masochist, Angel.”

“If I’m a masochist—“ He squeezed on the barbecue stick holding the sausage, about to give you the rebuttal of the century (or so he thinks) until your husband unfortunately arrived to the scene.

Oh right! Did I mention you and Angel were atop a massive pile of human and devil corpses? I didn’t? Huh, my bad. Kinda hard remembering to say that stuff when the stench is awfully, well, awful.

“I’m sorry to cut your reunion short, but your new team requires your supervision.” Makima’s signature calm and collected voice slices viciously between your conversation. You can sense the underlying malice from a mile away at this point.

“You want me to stalk your hero from the shadows again.”

Makima didn’t reply, but her usual eerie smile said a thousand words. She didn’t like you getting too close to humans. Sure, it was fine for them to cling unto hope that you’ll ever notice them, it was fun seeing the light disappearing from their eyes as they find out such a thing will never happen. But you indulging your supposed dogs with more than a glance killed her.

In other words, if she was like that with humans, she was the worst — absolutely abhorred — you making conversation with another one of your kind.

To her, humans will never be threats. Devils on the other hand . . .

Well, she supposes even they don’t stand a chance. But she preferred knowing that even without her powers, you were all hers.

She trusted Angel, sure, but she’ll never like seeing her wife with someone else.

“Well then, underling. I will see you soon.”

“I hope not.” Angel blew a strand of hair off his face. He’s had enough of your presence already. Too much and he’ll build up an appetite for it.

“So . . . Sea Cucumber Devil, huh?” You started. Your silent appearance startled Denji and caused him to almost fall off the rooftop, if it weren’t for you catching him by the wrist in time.

Yeah, you weren’t really good at starting conversations.

“[Y-[Y-[Y/N]—! I mean —“ Denji stared at the connected skin. It had only just been a day, and he was already back to acting like hormonal teen who’d never been touched around you.

“C’mere.” You pulled him towards your form. His face landed on your chest, turning awfully red. After making sure he wasn’t falling anymore, you propped his legs over your left arm and carried him bridal style.

You landed on the ground following a single jump. Your heels (courtesy of Makima’s thinly veiled threats) clicking loudly.

You looked at Denji and smiled.

Then dropped him on the massive purple disarray.

“G-god . . ?” The girl, with peach-blonde hair and horns known as ‘Power’ from the info debriefed to you, halted her maniacal laughter. Her mouth opened up in shock and a little bit of horror? Could she sense you were . . . no she couldn’t. Makima wouldn’t allow a newbie to know.

“Close enough.” You shrugged. You had to discuss this with your spouse later. Spotting a bench behind Power, you made your way past her. A cool chill crawled up her spine, who were you? You felt like that devil but at the same time you were nothing like them at all. Not to mention you weren’t as stuck up as she remembered. . .

Nah, they wouldn’t help humans. You were probably a phony of some sort.

“So, what happened?” You sat down, holding off the cringe on your face that threatened to show from unhygienic everything is. Maybe Aki’s ways were rubbing off on you.

They began blaming eachother, clearly not aware that you were there for the latter half of your journey and only gave them an opportunity to explain themselves rather than point fingers.

“You know I can’t stop Makima if she so chooses to punish you two, right?”

“Please don’t tell her!”

“Yeah, this won’t happen again. We promise!”

“I have a feeling it will.” You sighed.

“If I’m correct . . .” You stood up from the bench, and gave your behind a few pats to relieve it of dust and whatever filthy things people have put there. You looked to Power, narrowing your eyes at the way she flinched away, “Your reason for being cooperative with humans is because you want your cat back.”

“And you, aside from being paired with me, want a chance to touch someone’s breasts, am I wrong?” You turned to Denji.

“No, you aren—“

“You were not given permission to speak, dog.” You glared at him. Though your expressions softened the moment he almost whimpered at your harsh words.

Not knowing that was him preventing a moan of pleasure.

“Why don’t we make a contract per se, right now?Denji, you get to touch Power’s boobs as long as you’re able to procure her Meowy.” You grabbed his hands, hovered it over your chest for a couple of moments, and observed his face. He was absolutely drooling.

You retracted your hold and swiveled your head to Power’s direction, taking laid-back, slow steps.

“And, if you two come back in one piece and with no casualities. I’ll join your next mission and prevent this . . . “ You bent your torso to the side in order to look past the pair and unto the purple sludge and multitude of organs on the street. “Mishap from reaching Ms. Makima’s ears. Is it a deal?”

“Deal!” Power nodded repeatedly, fist clenched in excitement. A stark contrast to her almost aloof personality with Denji.

“Good.” You flicked your finger, and in just a moment, every part of the Sea Cucumber Devil’s corpse disappeared. “Try not to disappoint. Makima has big plans for the two of you.”

Denji and Power left, not before gawking at your unintentional show of prowess.

“They’re gone. You meeting with those prunes again?” Speak of the devil and she shall come. You rotated your body to see what’s behind you, unsurprisingly spotting Makima.

“You jealous?”

“I am. Very.”

“You were listening in on us?”

“I just want to know what my husband is up to. Can’t I miss you?”

“You can.” Makima stepped in front of you, leaning close to your face to take a kiss. However, you covered the lower half of her face before she could get too close.

The two of you hear a car arrive not long after, with an Aki Hayakawa inside of it, “Ms. Makima. Mx. [Y/N].”

He escorted you and Makima to her destination and then brought you to a cafe to order some drinks.

You looked around for any pests, and checked if background noise’s volume was loud enough to drown out your voices before you began, “You’re wondering why too, aren’t you?”

“You . . . are surprisingly sharp when it comes to some things [Y/N].”

“I’m not quite adept at recognizing sentiment or intention. That doesn’t mean I’m completely unaware.”

You ordered black coffee and a few desserts and continued, “Whatever she’s planning. I don’t know. But I do know it wouldn’t be great for anyone in the division.”

You stared at the sweet confectionery’s as the workers were stressing out beyond the display, “My powers only extend up to the past. The infinite future ahead is anyone’s guess.”

Aki sighed, even you weren’t aware of what Makima was thinking.

“How did you become. . . “

“Become an amalgam?”

“. . .I’m sorry for the disrespect.”

“I don’t remember.” You finally answered. Your words barely registered above a whisper. But Aki has and will always hear it better than any other sound.

He guessed your memory of your merging was probably given away in a contract and is a sensitive subject.

The two of you return to the car in silence, waiting for Makima’s return.

Once she was back in, and you’ve given her the coffee and food, Aki started up the vehicle and began heading back to HQ.

The silence between the three of you was killing him so he decided to take a shot in the dark and ask Makima of her intentions. Surprisingly, she took the bait, somewhat.

“All Devils were born with names. The scarier the name is, the more powerful it is.” She commenced her speech.

“Take coffee for example, it doesn’t really have a scary image. If there was a coffee devil out there it must be weak.” She drew her eyes to the shaky state of the beverage and made no effort to cover the cup. Then she looked outside the window, to the cars and city scenery, “A car on the other hand, it gives you the image of being run over. That might be a stronger one.”

“Denji can turn into the chainsaw devil. I just think it’s pretty interesting.” And he could potentially erase anything she deemed unnecessary, which was infinitely more than interesting.

“He’s interesting, but he’s of no use to us. Everyone in the division has a goal or faith. He has neither of those. He’s not cut out for this. Not to mention he thinks he can befriend devils.” Aki bit his lip. Denji was nothing in comparison to the rest of the Public Safety sector. He had no experience, no sense of duty, was a slob and pervert.

And yet the stars of the workplace put their trust on him on just a whim, a flight of fancy. “He’s just a kid.”

“We shouldn’t judge a caterpillar when it hasn’t finished chrysalis, or an egg that has yet to hatch.” Taking Aki’s focus on the road as an opportunity, Makima slid her hand atop yours,“The kid. One day he’ll be a man. And he’ll be your junior to use. Yours to throw at the devils that destroyed your life.”

“Give him enough time with devils.” Her visage faced yours, and she smiled.

It terrified you.

“He’ll learn to hate them. Like every human should.”

You looked away, choosing to fill your mind with something else by checking in on Denji. Your eyes widened at the state he found himself in with just a few hours outside your supervision, “Turn on the radio.”

Aki doesn’t even think before his hands reached out to follow your command.

“Bat Devil spotted fighting with a Chainsaw Devil down at . . . “

“Hayakawa. Prepare your team to dispatch the Bat Devil immediately.” Makima downed the coffee in her hand while you basically inhaled your food.

“Understood.”

A/N: First part of my surgery is finished! Might be a week or so for the next ;u; i am in pain

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I’m going home after my family celebrates Ramadan and Eid so slow updates until then I’m so sorry

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Extra Notes: I’ll delete this in case I find better moments to showcase it in the story but to explain [Y/N]’s Bible ability more in depth, you’re basically able to know everything if it has been explicitly stated (Denji’s boob touching desires) or if it can extracted from an event that happened in a being’s life(Power’s relationship with Meowy and subsequent loss of the feline). To counteract how OP this can be, you aren’t able to read minds and are pretty dense + can’t view the future + it has to be activated rather have it on as a passive. In short, you don’t know how obsessed the sector is of you since most of them know of this ability, are pretty careful about how they act in case you decide to probe their past, and you aren’t a creep (i hope). In other words, abilities’s extent is as far as a reader of history knows not the author.

(Also you just aren’t allowed to peer into Makima’s history. We don’t poke sleeping bears, especially if they have the power to control you.)

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White names couldn’t be tagged + added a few who just commented if that’s fine?

Thanks for reading!

[cat3ch1sm]

🧺~ hello, loves, and welcome to another post of my aggressive Valentine’s marathon in which i am running off of nothing but los tios and the random water bottle by my bed at 3am. but you didn’t see that. anyway, enjoy <33

chainsaw man- ft. denji, aki, power, kobeni, himeno, and makima <3

fem!reader

𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦- 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

🍀 ≖≖✿❁ ≖≖ ❁ 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢 ❁ ≖≖✿❁ ≖≖ 🍀

denji is a really sloppy kisser- expect a lot of tongue and gasps for air. he’s just so eager to feel your lips against his and let his hands roam freely around your body 💚 if you have boobs fully expect his hands to latch onto them when you’re getting hot and heavy. he’s also happy letting you take control- he welcomes almost anything you do. just don’t, you know, puke in his mouth.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀

power, despite all her big talk and arrogance, will start out tentatively, exploring your lips and body. however, once she’s comfortable, she’ll be all over you. power is a really rough kisser, and she will definitely want to be in control. expect a lot of biting and bruised lips afterward. power also isn’t shy at all about marking you up- leaving hickeys all over your neck and drawing blood from your lips. she also loves to make out with you laying down, with her on top of you so she can exert complete control. power loves hearing the tiny whimpers you emit when she bites your lip or kisses your neck.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: 𝐚𝐤𝐢 *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

aki isn’t one for roughness or sloppiness. he’s definitely very gentle. he doesn’t want to just chase his own pleasure, he also really wants you to enjoy yourself as well. he’ll only leave marks with your voiced consent, and he won’t touch you anywhere else on your body without asking “is this okay?” first. aki is big on sensuality. when he kisses you, he wants you to feel the emotion behind it as well. generally, aki likes to be in “control,” although he would rather it be more of a mutual thing than a specific person being dominant. sometimes he does like being dominant, though, and seeing your face flush and hearing the sounds you make when he’s on top of you.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽. 𝐤𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐢 ✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

kobeni is pretty shy about initiating physical contact. don’t get her wrong, she’s down to be physical with you, but she just doesn’t know how to ask for it. so expect to have to start things yourself. however, when things get going, she’s pretty quick to reciprocate and let you know that she enjoys making out with you. she’s also kind of whiny, especially when you kiss her jaw, and kobeni really likes when you hold her around the waist and pull her close. she’s a very gentle kisser as well.

┊┊┊ 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐨 ┊ ➶ ❁۪ ｡˚ ✧

himeno is a switch and i will die on that hill. while a lot of the time she loves being in control and making you whimper and gasp, she also doesn’t mind being the one who does so. when she’s on top, himeno is quite gentle for the most part- she doesn’t want it to be bad for you. she’ll tenderly cup your face with one hand while she kisses you and slowly move down your face to your neck, where she knows is most sensitive, so often she lingers there to get as much of a reaction from you as possible. she gives you whispered praises whenever you let her touch you elsewhere or make any sounds. her hands do tend to wander, mostly to your hips and probably your ass as well. just… don’t let her throw up in your mouth.

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚 ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

makima is always in control. although she isn’t the obvious type of controlling, like the type that just slams you down and does whatever they want with you, you’ll know she is because she will just not allow you to try anything that might imply your trying to take control. makima may let you think that you’re the dominant one for a bit, but if you actually start getting cocky she’ll make sure you’re put in your place. she’ll wrap her hand around your neck gently and make sure you don’t try anything. her hands are allowed to touch you wherever they please, but yours are only allowed to wander so far.

[space-payacho]

wrote something extremely short based on my old post

reader uses she/her pronouns. reblogs and feedback appreciated!

It started on the first day. Rumors going around on this new “liason” for the lost light. Human to be exact. Mixed reactions. Some excited. Some curious. Others found it a hassle, cause why a human right? 

Up until the day she stepped in. only those like the captain, co captain and ultra magnus personally were introduced to her. 

Rodimus took a liking to her right away. He dint know why. Maybe because he was excited to have a human on board. Maybe because she dint seem to disrespect him and look at him as a slacker. 

Quite the opposite to him it looked like she seemed interested to meet him right?

Ultra magnus liked her. He’s seen her resume. Organized and no issues whatsoever. Someone he can rely on when it comes to reports turned in correctly and on time. Plus she had manners. 

Megatron…he picked up something else but he couldn't tell what it exactly. Sure he had the same opinion as Magnus. Yet looking at her..looking at those particular eyes..of all the times he’s taken a look at humans back in his warlord days, he’s never seen eyes like that. 

[unluckiestmember]

May I please request some intimate moments with makima?

Coming right up!

Intimacy: Makima X GN! Reader

Characters: Makima

Tags: Tooth rotting fluff, established relationship, Kishibe being Kishibe, Soft! Makima, romantic gestures and reassurance.

Warning: None. SFW.

A/N: I will die on this hill and proclaim forever and ever that Soft!Makima is the best Makima!

At work, the most affection Makima will get with you is kissing your cheek or holding your hand.

It’s rather rare she hugs you in front of her co-workers since she has an image to hold to a degree.

Though if it is just you and her in her office, she will accept hugs.

And to make matters better, she will hold you like there is no tomorrow.

Sometimes she even kisses your cheek, shoulder and neck in between your embrace.

When the both of you are home with her dogs, Makima is super affectionate.

She will become more physically loving, not helping herself from having a finger or more on you.

And if she’s not doing that, you can find her performing acts of service or spending normal quality time with you.

If you come home late from work tired, you’d think you went to heaven with how much work Makima put in for you.

A hot dinner? Clean home? A warm bath waiting for you? Makima will do the whole nine yards.

Some nights you two will watch a movie and Makima’s reactions can range from adorable to heartbreaking.

You were so sure one time she was crying watching a war movie and the next thing you know, she’s holding your hand so tight like she’ll lose you.

If you ever think Makima doesn’t love you, she will prove you wrong with the biggest gestures.

It can be as small as her proclaiming her love for you after a stressful mission.

But can get as big as pulling Kishibe and Public Safety into throwing you a huge party for the anniversary of you joining Public Safety.

Makima wants you to know that you are appreciated and loved no matter what.

If you were anyone else suggesting weird or crazy things to do, Makima would turn you down.

But you’re her lover. So she will do whatever you want without question.

As long as you are smiling, feeling loved and having fun, she’ll do whatever you want.

You make her happy.

You are her everything. You are her life…

Chainsaw Man Requests are open!

Likes and retweets are always appreciated! I love you all, stay hydrated and have a good day! <3

[nejiverse]

i read your brother denji hcs and i loved it sm

could you do more with that concept? like denji having pochita alert him if y/n wandered off too far or had gotten themselves hurt? or a scenario where denji introduces y/n to makima, power, or aki (you can pick)

thanks! keep up the great work!!

DENJI AS YOUR BROTHER P2

Im glad a lot of you enjoyed my hcs of older brother denji!! <33For this req I decides to combine both your ideas as one is similar to another req I got!!

cw: nothing much just that it doesn't make sense for Pochita to still be alive since he's in Denji or whatever but I make the rules around here and i say it makes perfect sense 😁

920 words

Denji has literally trained Pochita to alert him whenever something's happened to you or if you've run off too far

Whenever he hears Pochita barking he's instantly thinking of the worst case scenario

He drops everything he's doing in that moment just to check up on you

But this time around, he’s unable to make it to you in time..

Y/n and Denji were gone out doing some grocery shopping, she insisted on coming with him.

"Nii-chan!", she held up a packet of her favourite chips and Denji's shoulder slumped as he let out a sigh...this was one of the reasons he didn't want to bring her.

"Don't we already have that one?", he responded.

"But this one's a different flavour!".

He rolled his eyes playfully before he nodded his head to the shopping basket in his hand, gesturing for her to put it in.

She skipped beside Denji as they walked over to the till along with Pochita.

Y/n looked outside a saw a faint rainbow in the sky, wanting to take a closer look at it. She ran over near the exit of the store, Pochita immediately following after her.

"Hey! Don't wander off too far", Denji shouted. He sighed knowing that his words fell on deaf ears.

She went outside and pulled up the hood of her raincoat as it was still raining a bit. She looked down at her feet and smiled at Pochita.

"You came to see the rainbow too Pochita?", in which she got a bark back as a response.

Her eyes noticed the little puddles on the ground and she decided to make her own little game of hopping over them. She made sure that she was still in line of Denji's vision, something Denji told her to always make sure of...

Until she got distracted by a cat which scurried off into a nearby alleyway. Albeit only catching a glimpse of its tail, she was certain it was a cat.

"Look Pochita! A kitty!", she exclaimed and proceeded to slowly walk into the alley despite Pochita barking at her not to.

It wasn't until she turned the corner that she realised it wasn't a cat at all. She quietly gasped, walking backwards in attempts to leave without the devil noticing her, but she was too late.

The devil made eye contact with her which left her unable to move, little legs trembling with fear.

Pochita barked aggressively at the devil unfortunately, he wasn't much of a threat. He wasn't sure wether to leave Y/n to get Denji, what if something happened to her while he was gone?

The devil hooked its tail around the little girl's ankle, causing her to let out a scream, tears clouding her vision.

Pochita bit at the tail around her leg, but he was only lifted into the air along with the girl.

"Nii-chan!", she sniffed, wiping the tears from her eyes.

Before things could escalate any further, the girl felt her ankle being freed.

"Kon".

Y/n fell into warm arms. She didn't know whose arms they were but she knew they weren't Denji's. Either way she knew they were human arms.

She cried into Aki's chest, said man looking at his red-headed companion at his side.

"What do we do?".

"Well at least coddle the child, she's terrified", Makima suggested.

Aki would be damned if he knew how to do that.

He awkwardly patted the child's back, Makima chuckling lightly to herself.

The two adults turned around to see no other than Denji with his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

Y/n lifted her head up from Aki's chest and began to cry even more upon seeing her older brother.

Seeing the devil's corpse on the ground was telltale of what happened and Denji immediately ran over to take Y/n from Aki.

"I'm so sorry Y/n", he cradled her head.

"I-i was scared nii-chan", she wailed.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry I didn't come in time".

"Makima cocked her head to the side.

"I never knew you had a younger sister", she said as Aki nodded in agreement. They certainly didn't pin Denji as the elderly brother type.

Denji raised his brows. "Ah, this is Y/n", he responded.

Denji put Y/n down and she ran over to Pochita, squeezing him in a tight hug. "I'm sorry Pochita I should've listened to you!".

She then wiped her tears and gestured Pochita to follow behind her as she made her way back to Denji’s side.

"You can barely take care of yourself, it's hard to believe you take care of her too", Aki sassed and Denji huffed folding his arms.

Y/n sent Aki her most threatening glare, hugging Denji around his waist. "Don't say that! Denji is the best big brother ever and he buys me lots of things!", she explained.

Denji rubbed the back of his head bashfully. "What can I say? I'm amazing!".

Makima chimed in with her signature grin. “Whatever helps you sleep at night”.

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