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tenjikufag · 8 months ago

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Shut Up.

Denji x Male!Reader

-fluff, comfort, smut, bottom denji, top reader, closeted(?) denji, established relationship , mentions of slight jealousy, yoshida mentions

-this was requested by @tsukikor quite some time ago, thank you for the req!

Denji didn’t really know what to do with these emotions, yeah it was well known by everyone that he liked women but he also liked men- in particular you- his boyfriend.

He didn’t mean to keep it a secret, he really didn’t mean anything by not coming out it just.. wasn’t something he ever thought of and couldn’t ever really find a moment to think about if he really needed to tell anyone?

That’s what’s brought him to this, the feeling of ugly envy and jealousy watching you interact with Yoshida… now, it’s not like he disliked Yoshida but he didn’t particularly find himself fond of him either. Watching you laugh and joke with him worried him.. Yoshida was kind of openly gay or maybe he just acted like that, he wasn’t all too sure if he was honest.

That aside, the thought of Yoshida taking you away from him made him nauseous.

The two of you of course never disclosed the relationship but they should know that you’re off the market! At least!

“You wanna get out of here? It’s getting a bit stuffy, don’t ya think?”

Yoshida chuckled across the room, you scratched the back of your neck and said something that denji couldn’t quite hear because of the distance but he was quick to follow the two of you out of the room.

“Are you doing anything after this?”

“No, I’m probably gonna walk Denji home afterwards.”

You stretched your arms, raising your brow as you saw Yoshida turn his gaze to the entrance of the building.

“What are you guys doin out here?”

Smiling, you lowered your arms and greeted Denji.

“Just came out to get some air, what’s up?”

“Why didn’t you get me?”

Denji pouted, making the two of you laugh lightly

“Jeez, he’s acting like your boyfriend huh?”

Yoshida smirked, he knew that there was obviously something going on between the two of you but would wait for one of you to admit..

Denji opened his mouth to speak, only to close his mouth when you spoke

“We all have one member of the group who is like that, it’s nice, if only someone liked you enough for that.”

You smiled brightly at your friend, he sighed and laughed- used to your usual jabs at him and his distant relationships with everyone. He just wasn’t one to exert himself.

“I want to go home, Y/n.”

Raising your brow, you looked at a deflated Denji. You nodded, quickly checking your pockets to make sure you had everything.

“Alright, well my ‘boyfriend’ will like to go home. I’ll text ya later.”

Yoshida nodded, watching the two of you go off with a wide smirk on his lips.

—

“You’re awfully quiet..”

“Shut up.”

You were just as shocked as Denji was when he realized what left his mouth, frowning at your boyfriend you created a slight distance infront of him.

“Alright, we’ll discuss that when we get to your place..”

Denji felt his stomach churn in guilt. He’d never been outwardly rude to you since you started your relationship.

Joking quips were typical but never once had he ever told you to ‘shut up’, and neither had you. He cringed, he was in for a long conversation with you so he brainstormed how to apologize..

—

The two of you entered his apartment, he silently watched as you took off your coat and shoes, watching you enter his bedroom. He bit his lip, nervously following you into the bedroom.

“So what was that? Telling me to shut up now?”

You weren’t mad, more so disappointed and worried about what would make him do that.

“I.. it’s just! What if he takes you away?”

The gears were turning in your boyfriends head, you sighed and opened your arms for him to go in for a hug. He happily dove into your arms and rubbed his face into your neck.

“Yoshida? You’re kidding right?”

He tensed, lip quivering slightly as he buried himself further into you

“No! I’m not! I’ve never done any of this before I don’t know what to do when I’m jealous!”

That was true, the fact he could vocalize that he was actually jealous was a testament to how much he’s grown, how much he’s learned in this relationship. He was an unpredictable partner, and you had to be patient with him in these moments.

“And.. and when you acted like you weren’t my boyfriend in-front of him, I don’t know! It feels wrong! It is wrong!”

You couldn’t help but laugh lightly, it was true. Under any other circumstance, with anyone else, it would be ‘normal’ to say he was actually your boyfriend but this wasn’t a normal relationship as much as you wanted to make it seem so.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have indulged in that joke. But, if you want them to know it’s gonna be from you, you know that right?”

Rubbing your hand up and down his back, he only sighed and mumbled ‘yeah’, it wasn’t a formal agreement but it wasn’t exactly something that he had discussed.. wanting everyone to know. He quickly sat up, moving to sit in your lap and look down at you. His hands rested on your abdomen, a determined look in his eyes.

“I’m ready to tell them! We’ve already had sex, they should know you’re mine!”

You blushed, but laughed and nodded

“Okay, that’s one way to choose. We’ll tell them next time we see them.”

He grinned widely, showcasing all of his teeth before he leaned down and caught your lips. You returned the kiss, biting his bottom lip and making him moan- taking advantage of it to explore the familiar warm space. Denji started to grind his hips against yours, you felt his hands start to trail up your chest and moving to tangle his fingers in your hair.

You felt his bulge brushing against your stomach, pulling away to catch your breathe you gazed up at him- his face flushed bright red and he still bucked his hips.

“That little bit of jealousy got you all worked up, Hm?”

He nodded, leaning down you leave wet kisses on your neck

“I’m all yours Denji, no need to worry about anyone else. I love you.”

He whimpered, feeling his own precum leaking from him and becoming desperate for more contact

“ ‘am sorry, I love you too- ugh- please..”

You switched positions with him, flipping him on his back and climbing to hover just above him. Leaning down to return the wet kisses to his neck, marking his collar bone before slipping his shirt up and over his head. He pushed himself up to chase your lips, fumbling with your shirt to try and start to undress you. Smiling into the kiss, you briefly pulled away to toss your own shirt across the room. Denji continued to keep your mouthes connected, his kisses felt like he was trying to eat you out of desperation. You pulled away and returned to lapping at his neck, the soft skin becoming pink and red with the new marks and suction.

He began fidgeting with his belt, eager to kick off his pants that only slid down to his knees because of the position.

“Calm down, we have all the time in the world..”

Forcing your hand onto his chest, you pushed him down gently and watched as he panted. Denji was always one to rush things, always wanting to get from point a to point b as quick as possible.

You wanted to teach him that patience can be gratifying, he’d never really been given the chance to learn that not everything is running away from him, not everything is going to leave him hanging, especially not you.

He nodded, catching his breathe and getting comfortable like you’d shown him before. It made you smile softly, he reciprocated and smiled up at you. Gently, you pulled down his pants like he’d wanted, and took off your own.

“We’re gonna go slow today, you’re worked up and I don’t want to hurt you.”

Denji felt loved, and for once it wasn’t just a familial or obligated love. It was a tender, caring, intimate love. Love that made his heart beat fast, his brain fuzzy, and always catches his breathe in his throat.

He always a had a choice with you.

He had a choice in if he wanted to love you, if he wanted you to love him.

And he did, wholeheartedly. For once in his life, he felt like he had control in a relationship.. he wasn’t being used, he wasn’t being gawked at, he was being looked at with pure adoration and love.

The boy felt like crying, out of joy from the intimate moments he shared with you.

You had no ulterior motives, you just wanted him.

Denji.

Not the chainsaw man, not a stupid guy with nothing, not a naive no morals guy.

You kissed his shoulder, taking him out of his reflection.

“Can you lay down?”

Leaving a ghostly kiss on his cheek, you obliged and laid down. Holding his hands as he sat atop of you. Despite the arousal from both of you, he still took his time running his fingers across your skin and investigating every curve and dip on your body.

Laughing lightly at the faint tickling sensation, you let him continue his little journey.

“When you’re ready, it’s in the drawer.”

Nudging your head, he momentarily gazed at the bedside drawer. Denji laid down on you, bare skin warm to the touch and he felt your heart beat against his as he kept his chin up to look at you. Wrapping your arms around him, he sighed in content feeling your hands against his bare skin.

While he laid there, his arm stretched to the drawer and struggled getting the lube and condoms out. Gazing at him, you let him control what to do. He kissed your jaw before sitting up again, smirking when he saw your dick spring up at the release from being pressed between the two of you. Slipping a condom out of the box, he ripped the package and slowly unrolled it over your head and secured it down your shaft. Denji kissed you again, passing you the lubricant- squirting some in his own hands before he let you.

Denji liked to help himself out before he let you properly prep him, it was more of a mental thing for him so you let him do it. Your boyfriend groaned, wiggling around on top of you.

It took him a few minutes but when he laid down on your chest, he saddled his ass up in the air for you. You kissed his forehead and praised him, making him blush and smile stupidly against your chest.

Taking a generous amount of lube in your hand, you warmed it between your fingers before letting the excess drip onto his ass.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes..”

Gently, you circled his rim and took note of how it puckered on contact. Sliding in a finger, Denji sighed out and closed his eyes. Putting in a second finger, you started to stretch out his tight, gummy walls. His ass tensed and released with every thrust your fingers made, and he softly moaned into your skin while he adjusted.

You prepped him thoroughly, never wanting to hurt him or make him feel rushed. Only when he became warm and comfortably loose did you lower his hips.

“Do you think you can handle this? We can stop if you’d like.”

Nuzzling into his blonde hair, he nodded and moved himself to where his ass would meet your dick. You took in a deep breathe, sliding yourself into his prepped but still taught ass.. he grimaced slightly but sighed in relief at the quick adjustment.

Despite the lazy position and non-caring attitude, Denji felt himself in ecstasy, being filled by you was one of the few pleasures he could never get enough of- one of the only indulgences that he craves.

You thrusted up into him, relishing in the soft sounds he made- he reached up to catch your lips and with that you sat up with him still in your lap. Sitting against the headboard of the bed, he began rolling his hips in tune with your thrusts.

He moaned in your mouth, lazily kissing you in between his moans. Moving your hand, you wrapped it around his dick and softly pumped it in your hand. Denji pulled away and moved to bite down on your shoulder, his breathe heavy and hot against your skin.

Denji felt fulfilled, he was safe in your embrace and you were taking full care of him in such a vulnerable state.

Your boyfriend was quick to let out a whimpering groan, feeling his dick tense before he came. The cum pumping out in strings onto your hand.

“Do you still want to continue?”

“I want you to finish.”

He sighed, nuzzling into your neck and wrapping his arms around you. You picked up the pace, not too much, but just enough to chase your own orgasm so your boyfriend could rest and not get too overstimulated.

He moaned, clutching you tighter and letting his nails prick at your skin.

“I’m almost done.. just a few more minutes..”

Quickly, you finished yourself and pulled out of him slowly. Taking off the condom and tying it off before throwing it away in the bin beside the bed.

“You okay now? Know that I love you and won’t take anyone else?”

Teasing him, you pecked his nose and he pouted.

“You better not.. just.. don’t talk to Yoshida too much until I tell everyone.. okay?”

He couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit embarrassed, but he got over it when you agreed and didn’t make him feel bad about it.

You were helping him explore these complex emotions, not teaching because he didn’t need to be taught how to have them, but to be shown how to work with them. To cope.

You both knew that he would never tell you to shut up again, even if there were no actual repercussions from you it just.. wasn’t something to be said to your boyfriend. He didn’t want to be mean to you, and you wanted to understand him.

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 1 year ago

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Denji Hayakawa - "Half Your Melon Bread"

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In which a certain chainsaw devil man shares a sweet treat with a stranger at the park after shirking his devil hunting duties for the day. Or; In which you give Denji half of your melon bread out of sympathy poor hungry devil hunter boy. Part 2

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"Maaan, today was a long one"

Denji groaned out; stretching as he walked along the vacant street.

He had snuck off from Aki and Power not too long ago; ditching his assignment in favor of following a stray dog he'd spotted on the way. Unfortunately, he had lost sight of the dog soon after and now he was lost, wandering about the empty streets.

Just up ahead he spotted a park. It was one of those parks with a half playground; just a singular slide and a standard two-person swing set. There were also quite a few benches that littered the outer border and faced inward toward the playground.

But something caught Denji's eye or rather someone did. On a bench sat a lone person, a human, at least from what he could see at the distance he was standing from them.

Their back was turned to him, but he could see right off the bat that they had some kind of food given the way their arms and mouth were moving. From the ever-shrinking distance he found himself at, Denji believed it was a burger or something; he'd heard those were pretty damn good.

A nice, pillowy, sesame seed bun, melty cheese, crunchy pickles and onions, a thick juicy patty, and every condiment he could get his hands on... man, that sounds amazing right about now.

G U R G L E

Shit, now he was hungry.

Unfortunately due to ditching the blood-loving psycho and cock blocking top knot that were his partners, he had no money to buy food.

But the person on the bench had come to a stop next to his food... would they share with him? Or at least give him some money to buy his own? Probably not, but it's worth a try. So, the chainsaw devilman took a seat next to the stranger and simply glanced at their food from time to time, looking away every time they looked at him.

"Here."

The stranger softly spoke, catching the dirty blonde's attention.

In their hand was half of the packaged snack that they were previously holding; it looked like a bun but it was shiny with a criss-cross pattern on the top. Denji froze, not knowing how to respond; he didn't think he would get this far. Hell, he didn't even know what they were giving him.

"It's melon bread. I didn't poison it or anything; you saw it in the package already."

The stranger speaks again, this time standing up and holding the snack out the the devilman.

Hesitantly, Denji took it from their outstretched hand. He looked it over and lifted it to his nose, taking in it's fruity scent. Then he took a bite; and his mind was blown.

"I hope you enjoy it, you looked hungry. Well, see ya."

The stranger smiled at him gently, letting out a soft chuckle, before turning and walking away.

The dirty blonde-haired boy jumped a bit as he watched them walk away. Was it weird that he wanted them to stay here a bit longer? Should he tell them his name?

But, unfortunately for Denji, when he had finally made up his mind, the stranger was gone.

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niki-phoria · 1 year ago

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⋆｡°✩ csm hcs - little things about dating them

characters: aki hayakawa, denji, yoshida hirofumi

includes: devil hunter reader, lots of fluff, forgive me if denji and yoshida are a little ooc, written with male reader in mind

a/n: i think i'm gonna officially start writing for csm :)) i'm open to taking some csm reqs but they might take me a little while to finish so pls be patient with me !!

warnings: mentions of blood/injuries, mention of smoking

gn reader (they/them pronouns)

⋆｡°✩ aki hayakawa

— i see aki as pretty inexperienced

— he’s had crushes before but finding the gun devil and working in public safety makes it pretty hard to go out on dates

— you met when makima assigned you to be his new partner (to help him wrangle power and denji)

— aki’s very slow to trust, and even slower to have feelings for someone

— he’s overly professional when you first meet

— doesn’t talk much unless it’s necessary

— it takes a lot of effort to get to know him beyond his somewhat cold persona

— after enough time (and probably saving his life once or twice) he’ll relent and start to open up to you

— either you have to confess or you just silently start going out together and being more affectionate

— denji is nosy probably sparks the realization for aki

— “what’s going on with you and y/n anyway?”

— “what do you mean?”

— “you’re all soft around them. it’s gross”

— a few days of very deep introspection from aki later and he’ll randomly bring it up

— during one of your balcony talks aki will take a drag from his cigarette and then look over and go

— “are we dating?”

— you shrug

— “i’d like to be”

— and congrats you are officially aki hayakawa’s lover

— aki isn’t super affectionate but he’ll make an effort if you are

— he’s gonna be super awkward about it tho lmao

— incredibly stiff the first few times you cuddle or hug but he’ll warm up to it

— he’s never really done this before give him a break

— he’s very protective but in a more subtle way

— puts his body in front of yours, keeps you away from danger, lets denji and power take care of devils to tend to you

— ^they 1000% tease him about being whipped

— aki is very cautious about letting you take devil contracts

— he doesn’t want you to get hurt

— his love language is acts of service

— make him dinner before he gets home or wake him up with a freshly made cup of coffee and heart will go boom boom boom boom

— probably gets all flustered and then gets embarrassed about being flustered

— (if you smoke) he shares his cigarettes with you

— you take turns passing a cigarette back and forth

— late night talks together on your balcony are some of his favourite moments with you

⋆｡°✩ denji

— denji is INCREDIBLY inexperienced

— he spent most of his childhood alone with pochita, slaying devils for money whenever he could, and generally avoiding danger

— he’s seen attractive people before and probably had superficial crushes but he had never seriously considered dating someone

— until he met you

— you met when you were assigned to work with aki as a new recruit into public safety

— your relationship is pretty lighthearted and playful at first

— denji is very dense

— doesn’t really recognize his feelings as romantic until you ask him out

— you have to outright tell him “i want to date you”

— he’s like “oh cool me too”

— congratulations !! you are now officially together

— denji’s affection is probably a little awkward at first

— he likes cuddling and being affectionate but he’s a little clumsy at how he goes about it

— his only frame of how relationships work is from manga and anime so expect him to try and replicate the tropes he likes with you

— it gets better with time though don't worry

— just don't tease him too much he's genuinely trying his best

— kiss him first and he’ll lose his mind

— his eyes get huge for a second before he smiles and kisses you this time

— during missions denji isn’t overly focused on safety

— yours or his

— i mean he literally turns into a human chainsaw

— he won’t let you be seriously injured though

— afterwards he scolds you for being clumsy as he poorly tends to your injuries

— he doesn’t know how to do stitches and his way of helping is to press a bandage over everything and playfully kiss the wound afterwards but it’s the thought that counts

— denji isn’t used to being vulnerable

— he’s incredibly nonchalant when he talks about his childhood but he’s still human

— sometimes the weight of being a devil hunter really gets to him

— give him some space and let him come to you naturally

— he probably won’t talk about his feelings in detail

— let him lay on your chest and play with his hair until he falls asleep

— he’ll feel better when he wakes up

— emotional intelligence is not denji’s strong suit

— you have to bluntly tell him when he’s doing something wrong

— he’s quick to change though

— he's a little emotionally constipated and he can be a little clumsy with his words and affection but he does really love you

— he just wants the best for you

⋆｡°✩ yoshida hirofumi

— i think yoshida has some experience with dating, but nothing overly serious

— you met in class

— ^either through denji or just because yoshida happened to notice you

— he’s incredibly charming

— puts all of his effort into cracking dumb jokes so you’ll smile when you first meet

— the type to lean in super close so he can “hear you better” and let friendly touches linger just a little too long

— i honestly think he could go either way with confessing

— he wants to date you but he also relishes in seeing you so flustered around him

— if yoshida confesses, it’s pretty nonchalant

— might be romantic and give you a flower or something

— if you confess, yoshida will smirk the whole time

— probably leans back against a wall or something and just watches as you stumble your way through an explanation of how you have feelings for him

— when you finish, he tilts your chin up so you’re looking into his eyes

— does that thing again where he leans in super close just to embarrass you

— “i like you too”

— boyfriend acquired

— congrats :D

— yoshida is definitely a hand holder

— he’s always touching you in some way

— his hand on your thigh underneath your desks, your fingers intertwined when you walk through the hallways, his arm wrapped around your waist as he walks you home

— he refuses to work on missions without you

— he says it’s to “make sure you don’t do anything stupid” but you both know it’s because he worries about you

— also the type to scold you while tending to any of your injuries

— yoshida is affectionate, but only on his terms

— he likes to be the one to initiate physical contact

— in public, he loves bragging about your relationship

— pulls you closer if he catches someone staring at you, introduces you as his lover, follows you around and refuses to leave your side

— he’s a tease

— he cups your face with his hand, slowly leans in, waits for you to start getting annoyed, and then pulls you into a kiss

— always smiles against your lips

— he can’t help it, you just make him so happy

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melluvsuu · 4 months ago

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“ 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 . ”

CHAPTER 01 ──── GOOD ASSISTANT ! ‹3

characters : gojo, makima, megumi, nobara, yuji

context : you start to meet this strange lady, odd enough she takes interest in you, and this random white haired guy too. sooner or later you a 'jujutsu sorcerer' and meet sukunas vessel. twins!!

authors notes : this better blow up or im crying...

warnings : ooc, male!reader, male pronouns, reader referred as 'you', chapter takes place in ep 1 of jjk, plus extra non canon stuff, mistakes probably..

,, 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓. 𝜚

UNKNOWN LOCATION

JANUARY 7 , 2009 04:32:18

You wake up to the cool sensation of grass beneath your fingers, soft and damp from the night air. It’s dark—so dark that you can barely make out your surroundings. A thick, inky blackness stretches out in every direction, swallowing the horizon. The sky above has doors—different shapes, sizes, and colours, each standing upright without walls or frames to support them. Some are tall and imposing, carved from dark wood with intricate patterns.

“[Name]-kun.”

You blinked, trying to process the voice. “Who is this?”

A figure stepped into view, you can’t make out the details. It’s human, or atleast looks human. Feminine body, and glowing spiral yellow eyes, “My name is Makima. I assume you're [Name]? Correct.”

You narrowed your eyes, “Yes… Where are we.?”

“My ‘domain’. Hell. There’s really nothing here but us, don’t worry about that white albino paintbrush listening in. Let’s chat!”

She sits down near your head as your body automatically seem to get closer to her lap. She rests her hands on your hair, gently stroking it.

“Let’s make a contract–binding vow, shall we? We’ll discuss this topic at a different time, but for now we can just get to know one another.”

You considered her words, the weight of the offer sinking in.“Alright.”

TOKYO METROPOLITAN CURSE TECHNICAL COLLEGE

JUNE 14, 2015 , 07:27:02

“Wakey-wakey, eggs and bakey~!” The white-haired, blindfolded man exclaimed, turning toward you with a playful grin.

Who is this guy? You thought, feeling the tight ropes binding you and surrounded by a chaotic mix of talismans. As your vision slowly cleared, you studied him closely—he seemed oddly familiar. Why?

“Why am I here?” You managed to ask, still trying to regain your bearings.

The blindfolded man flashed an infuriating smirk, ” Great, just what I needed…” You thought, annoyed.

“For your execution, of course!”

“My execution?”

“Yup, yours! But…”

“But?” you echoed, your confusion deepening.

You watched as he stood up, crossing his arms with a confident air. “You won’t be executed if you agree to be my assistant, [Name]-chan.”

“What—who the hell are you?” You asked, tilting your head slightly to get a better look.

“It’s me, Gojo Satoru. If you accept my offer, you can live. What do you say, hm?”

You sat in silence as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your ear. “I really need a strong assistant, [Name]-chan.”

“Ugh, fine! Just don’t touch my ear, you weirdo,” you replied, instinctively leaning away from him.

“Fantastic!” he exclaimed, his excitement palpable.

YOKOHAMA , SANKEIEN GARDEN

JUNE 5, 2018 21:48:29

BANG—!

You stepped down hard on the curse’s head, the sickening crunch echoing in the stillness of the night. Disgust twisted your features as you felt the remnants of the creature’s essence ooze beneath their boot.

“Gross.” You spat. You glanced up at the sky, now draped in deep shades of indigo and very few shades of orange.. It was a beautiful scene, the upcoming stars twinkling like distant memories. You could enjoy this scene…

“[Name]-chan, look here!” Gojou shouted.

Nevermind.

“Gojo-sa—”

“Call me Satoru, silly!” he interrupted.

With a resigned sigh, you replied, “Satoru-san, why did you let me exorcize such a weakling?” They removed their black coat, using it to wipe the blood splatter from their face, feeling both exhilarated and slightly exasperated.

“Well, I like seeing you like this!” he said with a smirk, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Noticing a streak of the curse’s blood on Gojou’s cheek, You pointed at it, a playful glint in their eye. “Something wrong, [Name]-chan?”

Gojou looked at the finger pointing at his cheek, and it suddenly clicked for him—you wanted a kiss! Of course, who wouldn’t want to kiss the great Satoru Gojo? He leaned down, dramatically pressing his lips against the spot, a teasing grin on his face. “Is that what you wanted?”

Annoyance flashed in your eyes as they rolled them. “No. There was some blood on your cheek.” You wiped the blood away, their voice steady. “And we have another ‘mission’, we found Sukuna's finger.”

“Well then, let’s get going! Ooh! I also want to stop by a famous mochi restaurant on our way!” Gojo exclaimed, grabbing your wrist and leading them away with an eager tug.

As you walked toward the train station, you felt a sudden presence behind you. A familiar weight settled as someone clung their arms around their neck.

“[Name]-kun,” Came the sultry voice, dripping with irritation. You recognized it instantly—Makima, she was not pleased. “Why did that man kiss you?” She rested her head against his shoulder.

“I… didn’t expect him to do it, so shut up...” You mumbled, swatting her away with a half-hearted gesture

JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL

JUNE 5, 2018 22:02:01

“Under Jujusten Regulation, Itadori Yuji, I will exorcise you as a curse!” Megumi declared.

“Hold up, I’m fine!” Yuji replied, raising his hand in a gesture of reassurance. “Besides, both of us are kinda beaten up,” he added, glancing down at his body where the tattoos—symbols of his connection to Sukuna—began to slowly fade away, like shadows dissipating at dawn.

“We should go to the hospital,” Yuji suggested, his tone shifting to one of concern.

Megumi hesitated, his mind racing, ‘I can’t tell if it’s really him or if it’s the special grade object influencing him, he thought anxiously. Damn, what should I do?’

Just then, a white-haired figure appeared seemingly out of nowhere. “What’s the situation?” he asked nonchalantly, as if he hadn’t just materialised from thin air.

“Gojo-sensei? [Name]-sama? What are you both doing here?” Megumi stammered, momentarily caught off guard.

Gojo chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes, although hidden by the blindfold, you could sense it. “Well, I heard from a little birdie that Sukuna’s finger was in the area,” he explained, his tone teasing as he reached for his phone.

He was interrupted as you snatched the device from his hands. “Plus, the higher-ups wouldn’t stop nagging about a missing special-grade object!” Gojo continued, unperturbed. “And I dragged [Name] along while I was out sightseeing. By the way, did you manage to find it?”

“Uh… I ate it,” Yuji confessed sheepishly.

A stunned silence fell over the group. “For real?” You and Gojo echoed simultaneously, eyes wide in disbelief.

“For real,” Yuji and Megumi parroted back.

Gojou strode over to Yuji, bending down to examine him closely. “Hmm, you really did merge with it?” He chuckled as he straightened up, clearly amused by the situation. “Is there anything wrong with your body?”

“Nope,” Yuji replied.

“Can you swap out with Sukuna?” You interjected.

“Sukuna?” Yuji’s brow furrowed in confusion.

“Yeah, the curse you ingested,” You clarified.

“Oh, right! I think I can do that!” Yuji said, giving a thumbs up.

“Alright, give him about ten seconds, then take control back,” You instructed, offering a half-hearted smile to lighten the mood.

“But—” Yuji started, but you cut him off.

“Don’t worry; I’m the strongest,” Gojou smirked, his trademark bravado eliciting groans from both you and Megumi.

“Megumi, hold this!” Gojou tossed a bag into his hands.

“What’s this?” Megumi asked, perplexed.

“Kokufuku from Kikusuian! It’s Sendai’s specialty, and it’s absolutely delicious! I highly recommend the Zunda and Cream flavour!” Gojo exclaimed, his excitement palpable.

As Gojo continued to yap on about his trip and the delicious treats, [Name] couldn’t resist the urge to snag a piece of his Kokufuku. It was every bit as good as he’d claimed, the flavours dancing on your tongue.

“Hey! [Name]-chan, don’t eat my food! That’s really rude!” Gojo whined, eyes wide in faux betrayal.

“Hey, behind you!” Megumi shouted, you pulled him back by his collar just as a special grade cursed spirit lunged at Gojo. You instinctively tensed, knowing all too well how this would end—Gojo would emerge victorious once again because, as he liked to remind everyone, he was ‘the strongest.’

“Look, that kid is still alive after being thrown into a building,” You said sarcastically, feeling the exhaustion seeping into your bones.

“Yeah, it’s about time,” Gojou replied, as if on cue.

As if in response to Gojo's words, Yuji’s tattoos faded once more, his body slumping as Megumi let out a sigh of relief. “Colour me impressed!” Gojou exclaimed, hovering above Yuji. “You can really control it!”

“Yeah, but he’s kind of annoying,” Yuji muttered, aggressively patting his own head, “I can hear his dumb voice in my head.”

“It’s a miracle that’s all he’s doing,” Gojou remarked casually, poking Yuji’s forehead with two fingers, which caused him to immediately pass out.

“What did you do?” Megumi asked, his tone a mix of exasperation and curiosity.

“He knocked him out, Megumi-kun,” You replied, leaning back against the nearby railing, fatigue washing over you. “Can I go home, please? I’m tired.”

“Not just yet, [Name]-chan. If he isn’t possessed by Sukuna when he wakes up, he might have potential as a vessel,” Gojou said, the seriousness of his tone cutting through the lighthearted banter.

“I have a question for you! What should we do with him?” Gojou turned to Megumi, his expression contemplative.

After a moment of thought, Megumi replied, “If he is a vessel, Jujutsu regulations demand that Itadori be executed. However, I don’t want him to die.”

“Is that a personal opinion?” Gojou raised an eyebrow, his smirk fading slightly.

“Yes. It’s a personal opinion. Please do something about it,” Megumi insisted, the weight of his words hanging in the air.

“Well, if it’s a request from a precious student, leave it to me! Now, someone carry Yuji. It seems my beloved future husband has fallen asleep!” Gojou declared with exaggerated enthusiasm.

Megumi turned to you, noticing that you had indeed succumbed to fatigue and drifted off, your head lolling to the side. You must have been really tired—or just really lazy.

“—Wait. Future husband? [Name]-san doesn’t even like you,” he deadpanned, disbelief etched across his face.

“Nuh-uh! He does! He let me kiss him before we came here,” Gojou retorted proudly, a goofy grin plastered across his face. Megumi’s frustration bubbled beneath the surface, and he couldn’t help but feel a strong urge to punch Gojou right then and there.

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asuyaka · 1 year ago

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Hello Arlan! I love you’re writing so much and was wondering if you could write someone with Aki from CSM since i see there isn’t a ton requested on here! What i was thinking was Aki and Reader(FtM or whatever feels best!) Having lots of little romantic moments together. Doing your chores everything like that and once they finish relaxing on the couch and they open up to one another about current life struggles and grow more and more intimate that Reader and Aki go into the bedroom and slowly but romantically have one another in the sheets. I love domestic like fics and i would love to see how you interpret this. I give you full reign to choose what happens but that’s just what i give to start an idea. I hope you are healthy and well!!

★ - m'was kinda strugglin' on if it should be FtM or cis... ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)⁭ ⁭ also!! CSM hype Reze 's gettin animated ໒꒰ྀི >ヮ<꒱ྀི১

☆ - Aki Hayakawa x FtM! Reader!

♡ - m'cigarette addicted boyfie...໒꒰ྀི ๑>///<๑ ꒱ྀིა | slight manga spoilers but no names are dropped!! | wowie, this one took a lottt outta me! but, anythin' for you guys!! merry (late) christmas ૮₍｡´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`｡₎ა

✪ - amab terminology, dom Aki/sub reader, praise, dacryphilia, nipple play, fingering, overstimulation, dirty talk, uses the term 'hole' and 'dick/cock' for readers genitals, slight degradation/mocking, creampie(s), n implied aftercare!!

Aki Hayakawa’s children are a handful. There is no other way to say it. However, you could say you enjoyed it whenever they got rowdy. After killing the Control and Gun Devil and everyone (surprisingly) making it out alive, Power and Denji have been inseparable ever since.

Constantly bickering about who’s getting the larger portion of juice, running around the house at fuck off O’clock yelling something about how Martians are going to invade Japan with tin foil shaped like a cone on their heads, or having… barf contests for some odd reason.

Then there was you Aki, and some girl Kishibe gave you after the control devil incident. Aki insisted on moving since the house was too big for five people and an absurd amount of dogs. He also pulled Denji and Power out of Public Safety and enrolled them in school when he figured out they were nowhere near the proper academic level for teenagers— and helped them with their homework whenever they got it.

The girl was always close to Denji or with the dogs. She was nice, a little freaky when you realized she was the new Control Devil, but you soon realized she was nothing like the past one.

She embodied a fresh new slate, a perfect addition to the family slowly building itself back together after almost losing important people in your lives.

“I’m back, I got groceries so we could make dinner when they’re back from Kishibe’s,” Aki says, accompanied by the automated chime that sounded through the house every time the door opened.

Donned in a plain apron jacket, Aki’s clothes, and house slippers, you greet him at the door with a kiss, an excited smile adorning your face. “Welcome back! I uh, wrote you something.”

Aki cocks an eyebrow slightly as his hands snake to settle on your waist, breathing in the scent of his shampoo on your hair. “What is it, baby?”

Walking towards the living room–albeit a bit awkwardly with the addition of your boyfriend behind you– you pick up a note from the table, an excited but shy look on your face as you hand him the paper.

Aki silently reads it behind you, remaining expressionless until he finishes. “You’re so sappy, you know that?” He breathes out, peppering kisses against your cheek.

A warm flush spreads through your body, slightly pushing his face away from yours. “I need to finish doing the dishes, wait on the couch?”

Aki kisses your cheek once more before nodding, the warmth around your waist leaving as he sits on the couch.

Immediately missing the added heat against your body, you do the dishes with added haste. Not too fast for Aki to pick up on what you were doing, but fast enough for your hands to gain slight ice burn.

You take your apron off and hold it, placing it next to Aki’s. It’s a slight, domestic feature that makes your heart swell up fondly. Aki’s blue eyes catch yours as he pats a seat next to him on the couch.

He wraps his arms around you, pushing your back against his chest and intertwining your legs. Moments like this make you feel lucky. Lucky to have Aki alive and your kids (?) alive too.

“What was it like being in public safety?” You ask absentmindedly, adjusting your position so you’re laying on top of him, chest against chest.

Aki’s eyes widened, his face slightly contorting in confusion. “What’s with the sudden question?”

“Well,” You shrug, intertwining his hands in yours. “You quit and I just got a little curious since you know… all that happened. I guess I was scared you and the kids wouldn’t come back to me.”

He stares at you and sighs, pulling you closer and putting your face in the crook of his neck. “I know, I’m sorry. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t exactly good either. People died, a lot, and a part of me guessed that one day I’d die before I ever got a chance to find people to care about.”

“There was Himeno, of course, but that wasn’t the same.” Aki sighs, a vague image of his friend flashing through his face. “Ironically, it was when I met those two dumbasses and you that I think my life… turned around?”

“I was forced to take care of Denji and Power, obviously, but the added responsibility of taking care of two people who don’t know how to do long division made me care for them in a reverse psychological type way.”

Aki’s hands are under your shirt, drawing images on your bare back. “Then I met you and changed even more. I never thought I’d be able to have a significant other, not to talk about loving someone romantically.”

Aki isn’t good with expressing his emotions, and even though he’s millions of light years better than when you first met him, hearing him outright say that you changed him, for the better, makes something swell inside you.

“‘n I’m the sap.” You say in feigning annoyance, pressing a kiss on his neck. You feel his body shudder as the hands on your back dig into your skin. “Missed you.”

You move to straddle his waist, a warm flush spreading across your body. “Aki,” a shiver runs down your spine as you suck in a breath. Like a broken record, you repeat yourself. “Aki,”

Curling your fingers into his shirt, you pull him forward and push your lips into his.

You feel him move, his chest pressing against yours as he pushes you to lay your back on the couch. Your hand moves to the back of his neck, the smoothness of his topknot under your fingertips. He tastes tangy, addictive. His tongue swirls around yours, a tiny whine forces its way through your throat.

Pulling away, Aki plays with the bottom of your (his) shirt. “Can I take this off?”

“Yes, Aki please,” You whisper shakily, watching his eyes darken as he swiftly takes your shirt off, throwing it on the floor somewhere and burying his face in your neck.

Soft whines emit from your mouth, hands going to remove the hair tie holding his hair up. His dark blue hair cascaded past his neck and rested on his shoulders. Aki’s hands follow the soft arch of your back and leave indents of his teeth, accompanied by bruises forming on your neck.

Electricity pools in your stomach and flows straight to your dick. Aki spreads your legs with his big hands, his mouth nibbling on the tip of your nipple. “Bedroom?” You whisper breathlessly, remembering none of the people you and Aki are acquainted with know how to knock (except for Angel).

He groans and picks you up as if you weigh nothing, tossing you over his shoulder and opening the door to your shared bedroom with his foot. He puts you on the bed and readily restarts his ministrations.

You watch him play with the waistband of your boxers as his teeth graze the tip of your dick through the fabric. Your legs instinctively come to close, separated by his head. Aki grunts, his hands pressing into the flesh of your thighs, prying them apart and keeping you still. “Stay still.”

Sounds of protest bubble up but the second you feel him lick your cock, it shuts you up instantly. You won’t admit how hard seeing Aki between your legs makes you. Your hole clenches around nothing as slick pools between your thighs.

“Aki,” You mutter, your hands gripping the sheets. “Just take them off already.”

“Are you telling me what to do?” Aki tuts, feigning annoyance as he grabs your thigh so you’re focused on his face. There’s a bare hint of flush on his cheeks, pressing against the crease where your thigh and crotch meet.

It’s like a mental game. Aki knows what he’s doing, how to play with your body to get the exact reaction he needs, and you were dumb to think he wouldn’t use that against you. “No… m’sorry,” You sniffle, fighting back the tears that you weren’t aware of bubbling up.

It’s embarrassing, the hold he has on you. All it takes is a few kisses and some manhandling to have you whining under him like a slut.

Nonetheless, he hikes your hips up and finally takes your boxers. A small gasp leaves your lips as Aki forces your legs above his knees, now properly sitting on the bed. You can feel the swell of his bulge on your ass. There, so close to where you need it the most.

“Open,” Aki’s fingers slip into your mouth, pulling at the corners with a smile on his face. He plays with your tongue, obscene slurping sounds forcing their way into your ears.

It’s not like you’re trying to be loud, but it’s so quiet that you’re practically forced to hear it. Every shortened breath, every whine, words of encouragement every time Aki calls you a good boy, his good boy.

You whimper when his fingers leave your mouth, a messy trail of spit connecting them. His free hand spreads you apart as he scoots down, a glob of spit landing on your cock and sliding down onto your hole.

His fingers find your hole instantly, rubbing against your dick in slow circles. “Aki—ah!” There’s a steady heat building in your abdomen, tight and needy.

“Hm? Something you wanna tell me, baby?” He pushes in a knuckle at a time, just below where you need it. You bite your lip, from the slight burn and the tease of pleasure.

You try to speak– tell him what you need but another finger pushes in and you're interrupted by your hiss. It felt a bit premature, it has been a while since you and Aki had sex so you aren’t as open as you normally would be. Aki leans in for a kiss. It’s demanding, and greedy as he takes your breath away, biting at your lips. Aki’s fingers begin sissorcing, a tiny mewl of surprise leaving your throat.

It takes a minute for the pain to leave completely and the pleasure to take over, g-spot hit dead on. “Oh–” You sigh, fingers holding onto Aki’s shoulder as he breathes your air, foreheads pressed against each other.

“Aki,” You’re out of breath and he hasn’t even fucked you yet. It’s humiliating, embarrassing, yet it feels so good. Aki moves down, his teeth leaving a trail as he settles on your left nipple. He circles the areola. His teeth nip and bite the bud, sucking as his fingers move faster.

It’s good, mind-breakingly so, but it hurts. There’s too much stimulation at once and you’ve completely forgotten everything other than Aki. How Aki feels, what he tastes like, your entire mind is Aki, Aki, Aki.

“Feels good, right baby boy?” Aki coos, his thumb circling the tip of your cock with a newfound haste. “Feels– Aki, m’gonna–” You nod frantically, eyes rolling back and tears streaming down your face as you cum.

“Shh,” Aki kisses your cheek, licking the salt off your face. He pulls away and you hear the sound of clothes rustling. He’s still going?

You can’t bring yourself to move, not when your body feels so limp. So you sit there with your eyes closed and wait.

A beat passes, then two, three, and Aki still hasn’t slipped inside. You are forcing your eye to peek open. Aki stares back at you, eyes lidded and breathing heavy. “Y’look so pretty baby, all perfect f’me, right?”

Aki oozes confidence that he knows he has. The power he has over you, to break with merely his fingers evokes an emotion in you.

The head of his cock presses against your hole, using your cum to slide over your cock. Again, and again, and again, until you’re hard and whining for him to fuck you. “C’mon baby, where are your manners?”

You sniffle, swallowing down a whine. “Please, Aki.”

“Good boy.” He smiles, and the slow grinding of his cock against yours finally stops as he slips inside you. Aki is big, even with prep it takes a bit to get used to.

“Y’feel so good baby,” Aki says, his voice catching on a grunt. “So perfect f’me, so fuckin warm too… shit…” The sound of Aki bottoming out embarrassingly almost brings you over the edge.

“A-Aki—”

Aki’s cock hits your g-spot. Whatever you were about to say gets replaced by a whiny moan. Your eyes snap close and your toes curl, more tears falling down your cheeks.

Aki still doesn’t let up, his hips snapping against your ass hastily. You and Aki have never fucked like this, at least you two haven’t gone past one mutual orgasm before. It feels weird, good– but your body burns up and you physically can’t think.

Your cock stirs, pleasure building in your abdomen again. It sends jolts through your body, pleasure building up, and up, and up and—

Aki’s thumb rubs the tip of your cock and that’s all it takes for another orgasm to wash over you. Your whole body trembles and your back arches.

“That’s two,” Aki says, not showing any sign of slowing down. “I want you t’count okay? C’mon baby tell me how many that was.”

Your voice cracks, and Aki is still fucking you. “Two! s’two!”

Aki grins. “There’s my good boy.”

You’re sure you look stupid, crying on Aki’s cock, rambling about how it’s too much, that you can’t cum anymore. You’re still so sensitive but Aki doesn’t seem to care. He doesn’t let up; his thrusts are deep, overwhelming.

Your body sags when you feel Aki’s hips stutter, thrusting once, twice, before spilling inside you with a ragged breath. Heat fills your hole, filling you up and leaking past your perineum.

“My boy, my good fuckin’ boy aren’t you?” Aki kisses you, his hand at the back of your neck that’s adorned with bruises. Everything seems to melt into each other as you try to kiss him back, even out your breathing but you just can’t.

Then, Aki’s cock rehardens inside you, even though it’s barely been a minute. Your eyes widen, trying to look down but all the wind is knocked out of you the second Aki moves his hips.

“Ah! Aki— s’too much too much too—”

Aki grabs your chin, squeezing your cheeks as he forces you to look at him through blurry vision. “T’aww, s’okay baby, just lay there n’take it, okay?” He says in a nasally, prissly voice.

In addition to Aki fucking your hole and still stroking your dick, he takes your nipple in his mouth. Licking around it, biting the bud and sucking the skin. Your throat hurts from all the whining and moaning you’re doing but you can’t help it. Not when he’s fucking you like there’s no tomorrow, pushing you well past overstimulation.

Aki’s mouth burns on your skin, raising your body temperature. Everything is hot, too much. Then, tugs on your nipple with his teeth, slightly increasing the arch in your back.

With the abuse of stimulating all your erogenous zones, you feel another knot forming inside you. Even though everything feels too good, your tears stain the sheets, and electricity zips down every bone in your body. You’re so close, so close—

“Remember to count,” Aki warns just as another orgasm washes over you. For a second, you think you blacked out. Your senses dull and your eyes see nothing but darkness. Your voice tethers over the edge of a sob, your body still convulsing.

“C’mon baby, what number are we at?”

“Three! It’s three— Aki, can’t anymore s’too much—”

He interrupts you with a harsh snap of his hips. His hand pauses just before it goes back to your weeping cock. The stretch of time physically hurts, because you don’t know what he might be thinking. “I think you can give me one more, hm baby?”

“Aki!” You try to shout, but your throat won’t let you speak over a whisper. “Can’t, won’t, it can’t, can’tcan’t—”

“Shhh, s’okay baby,” Aki kisses your cheek, using one of his hands to pull you down on his cock. “Just let me do all the work okay? I’ll take care of you, don’t worry.”

Realistically speaking he’s always been doing the work so his words don’t hold much value. You don’t think that if you’re thinking of anything at all.

Aki’s hips begin to move again, his mouth latches onto your nipple and you don’t think you can breathe anymore. Continuing to rub your cock, he takes two fingers and adds them into your hole, with his cock still inside.

“Aahh! A-Ak—”

“I know baby, shhh, s’okay…” Aki says, pleased. The noises coming from your mouth are absolutely filthy, they sound straight out of a porno, vulnerable and embarrassing. His fingers and his cock move at an uneven pace, making it hard to tell left from right and up from down.

There’s no way you can cum again, it’s impossible. Even then, Aki still keeps going. There’s an unforgivable assault on your g-spot, the tip of his thumb toying and playing with the slit of your cock.

The pleasure is there, unmistakably so, but it hurts. It’s too much but not enough, everything is hot, too hot and—

“Can’t can’t can’t—”

“S’why I’m here, baby.” Aki’s voice sounds so distant even though you know he’s right there.

You shake your head furiously. “It won’t– Aki it can’t,” you cry, snot dripping down your nose.

Your skull melts into nothing when you feel that knot swell up inside you, it hurts, it's too much, it can’t. “There we go, you’re close, right baby?”

You feel like reality splits the second you cum on Aki’s cock. It dribbles out pathetically, borderline dry. Aki’s hips stutter as he cums inside you, his second time.

Yet, he still has the stamina to force you to face him. “Number?’”

“F…four,” Your voice breaks as you sniffle. You missed Aki’s hands on you, even if it was something small like this.

He pulls out and immediately goes to cradle you when he sees the tears only increase in intensity. “Baby? Hey, did I do something wrong? Does anything hurt?”

You can’t find it in yourself to talk, but you have to reassure him somehow. So you shake your head, burying your face in the warmth of his chest. “Can you tell me anything? Color?” There’s worry in his voice and you can’t help but love him more. Even if he just fucked you and your brain stupid.

Weakly, you hold up one finger, hoping that is enough to get the message across. He looks confused for a brief moment before all the worry washes off his face. “But seriously, why are you crying?”

“L…love you, s’muh…” Your voice is nothing less than grainy like you’ve been a chain smoker for twenty years.

Aki’s expression softens as he places a kiss on your cheek, using his thumb (not soiled with your cum) to wipe the tears off your cheeks. You try to stay awake so Aki doesn’t have to clean up alone.

You’re sure you were awake, but you don’t exactly remember getting into the warm sheets with a fresh new set of clothes on as Aki spoons you.

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zzprompto · 8 months ago

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heyy!! could you please write a kishibe(csm)x ftm reader imagine

☆ the realisation

kishibe x ftm reader [he / him]

sypnosis: kishibe has a realisation about his feelings towards [name] quite late in life. (meant to be viewed as romantic.)

the lowercase is intentional !

for most of his life, kishibe chased after lady quanxi. he had taken a liking to her early on during their partnership as devil hunters. ever since then, his younger self couldn't stop chasing after her.

but, that was of course before kishibe even realised that lady quanxi was into women - not men. he had just been blindly asking her out on dates over many years, not picking up the hints that she was putting down. so, when kishibe finally caught onto all the hints (when lady quanxi actually told him) he stopped chasing for her, and others altogether.

kishibe thought that was the end of his love life, that there was nothing more to it. with this, he decided to live a more calm, peaceful life. or, as peaceful as life could get living such a job that he had.

but, then there was [name].

[name] had been there for him always, and kishibe liked to think that he was there for [name] too.

kishibe had been supportive of [name] coming out. he had been there through their whole journey, through every bump and hill along the way. he was always there.

and, of course, [name] was there for kishibe too. he had been there, alongside kishibe, through everything. he had seen kishibe fall for lady quanxi, realise that she wasn't into men, and see kishibe start to live more comfortably by himself. however, [name] didn't know the full truth.

late in life, kishibe had managed to fall for someone. he didn't even realise it at first.

at first, there were dreams. weird dreams. dreams of living with this person forever. dreams of adopting kids with this person. dreams of loving this person. it was weird, and kishibe didn't quite fully understand it yet. he tried to play it off as normal, but all of the dreams reminded him of the way he felt for lady quanxi long ago.

then came the overthinking. kishibe started to overthink everything that he did, everything that he would do around this person. again, he didn't understand why. none of this had happened to him before around this person, so he didn't understand at all. was he falling in love again at the age of 50?

finally, the periods of avoidance washed over him. he started to avoid this person, as much as he didn't want to. something in his mind, combined with the overthinking and weird dreams, compelled him to avoid this person. it was as if some switch had been flicked inside him, making him avoid the one person he really cared about.

the person kishibe was feeling this weird about? [name]. he was falling in love with his friend. or, perhaps he had already fallen long ago? whatever it was, kishibe knew he had fallen now. there was no point in trying to avoid it.

now, kishibe found himself standing outside [name]'s apartment, a boquet of flowers in his hands. hesitantly, he knocked on the door, waiting for a response. he hoped [name] wasn't going to be too mad due to his disappearance these past few weeks.

as soon as [name] heard the knock, he stopped what he was doing and made his way to the front door. he unlocked it and stared at the man infront of him.

"kishibe? what are you doing in here?" [name] asked, raising an eyebrow. "with flowers too.. this is a surprise. are you apologising to me after avoiding me for so long? after how many years of being friends?" [name] continued, a small laugh falling from his lips.

kishibe cleared his throat and stepped inside, still a little hesitant and tense by everything going on. "we need to talk.. and yes, these are for you." the man says, handing the flowers to [name] which [name] gladly took before placing into a watered vase.

"are you going to explain why you've been avoiding me?" [name] quipped, a teasing smirk on his lips as he looked over at kishibe. although the two were reaching their 50s, they still did manage to get onto eachothers nerves - just like teenagers.

kishibe sighed and his lips pierced into a straight line as he looked at [name] who was arranging the flowers. "that's partly the reason why i'm here, yes." he says in response, making his way over to stand near [name]. "i've just been feeling conflicted is all. i've been thinking about someone too much, and honestly i think i've fallen in love at my old age." kishibe admits.

in response, [name] laughs a little before he looks over at kishibe. it's as if he doesn't believe the other man at all. but, he then realises that kishibe is the most serious man he's met so he stops laughing. "oh? well, do enlighten me more." [name] hummed.

"would you like to go on a date sometime, [name]?" kishibe asked, the question easily rolling off of his tongue, as if he's asked it a million times before.

[name] looks a bit confused. he doesn't understand. he knows kishibe is a serious man, but he's not really sure if his friend is being serious right now.

"me? you want to go on a date with me?" [name] starts, trying to wrap his head around the question kishibe posed to him. "i'm not even a woman, i'm not even a 'real man' either. why would you ask me?" [name] continues to ask, still confused about the situation.

to shut him up, kishibe presses a light kiss to [name]'s lips as he holds the other man's face in his hands. once he pulls away, he looks into [name]'s eyes and it's clear that there's love behind them. no malice, no lies, no hatred. just pure love.

"i don't care if you're not a woman, you're a man. a man i care about a lot and am honoured to call me friend." kishibe whispers softly, leaning in to give [name] a kiss on the forehead. it's all tender and full of love. [name] understands now. "however, i'd wish to be more than friends. i want to take you out on a date first."

"of course," [name] responds as soon as kishibe finishes speaking. his head is nodding so fast that it seems his neck might snap off, but kishibe wouldn't like that at all. "i'm sorry, i just thought you wouldn't like me at all. i always thought you were just into quanxi.." [name] sighed, shaking his head as a small frown formed on his lips at the thought.

kishibe shook his head too, pressing another kiss to [name]'s forehead. "that's all changed now, [name]. you are the one in my heart. man, woman, anything in between.. i want you and only you." he whispers softly, holding the other man close to him. [name]'s frown is replaced with a smile, and he lets his own arms wrap around kishibe. "i'll take you up on that date offer then." [name] whispers back.

oh how glad kishibe was about having that realisation...

- author's note : i'm so sorry this took so long to get out! i hope you like this <3 old man yaoi i guess !

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mackjlee9 · 2 years ago

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Saw your NSFW alphabet post!

Uhh Denji(Csm), Reigen(ms100), and saitama(Opm) with the letters I, V, K, Y? If that’s not too much?

Also, can I be 🦑anon?

N$FW Alphabet Mini Event

So many 😍

(5/10)

Denji x Top!Male!Reader

Arataka Reigen x Top!Male!Reader

Saitama x Top!Male!Reader

I= Intimacy (how are they during the moment?)

Denji| not romantic at all. He'll just be whining like a baby that he wanted to have sex with a girl, but he calms down after you threaten him with leaving him like that on his own.

Denji is new to sex, straight or gay sex, he just doesn't know much, so he lets you do everything while he complains or holds in his moans.

After the first few times, he starts to get more into it and craves your touch, he loves it when you hold him close and he gets to press his face on your chest, flat or not.

Reigen| very, very shy. He's a blushing, stuttering mess.

He constantly whimpers and hides his face from your intense gaze, he starts tearing up if you keep telling him you wanna see him and hear his moans, but in the end, with tears running down his red cheeks, he moves his hands away and squeals when you pin them to the sides of his head, watching him come undone under you.

If you let him go, he gets really clingy and doesn't want you to move away from him, he loves the feeling of your body on top of his, crying against your neck.

Saitama| okay, when you're trying to hint at him he's definitely clueless, he has no idea what you're trying to do and why you keep getting so close to him.

He doesn't realize that your lingering touches mean something else, so it's a little frustrating on your end, so once you let out an "I wanna make love to you!" he finally gets it.

Now you're seeing a side of Saitama you've never really seen.

He gets shy and flustered, which wake his body more sensitive.

However... I do hope you have a body of steel because he can't measure his strength when he's overwhelmed.

V= Volume (how loud they are? what sounds they make?)

Denji| loud. Really loud. Even if you're covering his mouth, he's still too loud.

He's not doing it on purpose though, the movement of your hips against his has him releasing such lewd moans and whines, and he doesn't care if you press his face further into the pillow to quiet him down.

Reigen| well, it's one or the other, he's loud or he's quiet, and it depends on how you're fucking him honestly.

He tends to get more vocal when he's just too horny and needy, but then he's shy and quiet when you've been indulging him, but if you want him to be louder, he'll be a little bit louder for you.

However, once he gets into it, you're gonna have to be mindful of where you are fucking, because he will not quiet down.

Saitama| rather quiet. It usually just breathy moans and gasps, but on the occasion you get him to release a loud moan, he'll instantly cover his mouth and look away, embarrassed that he let out such a loud sound, of course, you wanna hear him more so you purposely fuck him hard, just the way you know it'll make him uncover his mouth to hold onto you or grip the sheets.

K= Kinks (one or more of their kinks)

Denji| for some reason... I feel like he's into breeding, something about feeling your cum filling him up is enough to make him cum untouched.

Size kink is also something he's into, he just loves looking down and seeing your cock pressing against his abdomen, or just the sheer size of your body looming over his. May have been that longing for someone to protect him when he was a kid, but he feels safe when you hold him.

(He's still unsure himself about what kinks he has but he's willing to try anything)

Reigen| pet play, I don't make the rules.

At first, he would call you master or sir as a way to tease you, but the moment you held his face and called him "bunny" he melted.

Along to go with the play, we have feminization. Who wouldn't want to see Reigen in a sexy bunny girl costume, wearing a collar around his neck? I certainly wouldn't mind.

Oh! Orgasm control, he loves it when ton control when he can cum, if you let him cum at all, the way his body shivers as he cums makes his eyes roll back and his mind goes blank.

Saitama| even though he could easily free himself, he loves how vulnerable he feels when he's restrained.

Bondage is something Saitama enjoys, mainly because he can take any kind of pain you inflict onto him, but when he can't see you and you're just being so gentle makes his body tingle.

Power play, he likes to act as such a tough, strong guy, only to get his ass handed to him when you have him pinned down, fucking into him roughly.

Ooh~? Food play~? Something about licking chocolate syrup off your cock makes his body weak, and if you do the same thing to him? He's done for.

Y= Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Denji| high. He's horny pretty much all the time, sometimes he gets touchy and clingy when you are having dinner/breakfast with Aki and Power.

Denji is pretty obvious when he honey and, even if those two know what you're gonna be doing, you'll rather have sex somewhere else, you find a love hotel nearby or just go to your house/apartment.

Denji just doesn't think he'll ever be able to get over how good sex with you feels.

Reigen| only when he's bored and has pretty much nothing to do, or if he's stressed and nothing helps him.

Those are usually the times when he's feeling horny, but anytime you are, he's willing to drop whatever he's doing to have you fuck him.

Saitama| never. You will not see Saitama actively trying to have sex or being horny at all, it is usually you who's the horny boyfriend.

Even so, you have to keep in mind that Saitama can go for a long time, he has too much stamina, and you are gonna have issues keeping up with him, so it's more of a "are you physically capable to keep up with him?" than just "I'm horny, wanna smash?" type of thing

#.🦑 anon #.lee's mini event.#denji x reader #denji x male reader #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man x male reader #arataka reigen x reader #arataka reigen x male reader #mob psycho 100 x reader #mob psycho 100 x male reader #saitama x reader #saitama x male reader #one punch man x reader #one punch man x male reader #male reader #reader insert #x reader

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that-one-malereader-enthusiast · 3 months ago

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If you don't mind me asking, what is your request queue rn??

I hope I'm not being pushy asking, just curious is all >~>

If this is annoying or smth you can just ignore this!

Dont worry! I don't mind giving everyone an update for the queue!

• Current Request Logs

¹ IWTV Lestat x Male Reader - Roger Rabbit Series

² IWTV : MOVIE - Lestat x Male Reader x Louis

³ Criminal Minds - Arron Hotchner x Male Reader

⁴ IWTV Armand x Male Reader

⁵ IWTV Lestat x Werewolf Male Reader

• Personal Post

¹ IWTV Burn / I'm Not Sorry For Loving You - Lestat x Male Reader - ANGST LOADED

² Eddie Brock x Male Reader

³ Miguel O'Hara x Male Reader

⁴ Chainsaw Man x Male Reader - SERIES

⁵ The Boys x Reader

#❍ jackalopes graze #༉‧₊˚. antonious answers #male reader #interview with the vampire #top male reader #lestat x male reader #eddie brock x male reader #criminal minds x male reader #the boys x male reader #chainsaw man x male reader

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xuzuitengenx · 1 year ago

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I wanna write an angst OS with the prompt "I wish you were a girl"

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totorolaughs · 6 months ago

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could you write a drabble/ fic abt baking with denji? ty and have a good morning/night!

BAKING WITH DENJI warnings: fluff, gender-neutral reader,suggestive(?), reader gets called 'handsome' (1), no beta read, spelling/grammar mistakes will be fixed, ooc denji(? I tried my best) REQUESTS : OPENED - CLOSED

Denji used to not be a big fan of baking or even cooking for that matter until he met you, you were always cooking and baking for him. He remembered when you made him a cake and a batch of cookies for his birthday which almost made him start crying since no one had ever done that for him. . It was when Denji was watching TV when he began to smell the yummy scent of your baking. He went to investigate what you were doing in the kitchen. You stood in the kitchen with an apron wrapped around your waist as you grabbed a bowl that had the cake batter already as you began to pour it into a round cake pan. You didn't notice him until you felt his arms wrap around you as he rested his chin on your head.

Your body jolted when you realized it was just Denji.

“Don't scare me like that, Denji!” he ignored your small complaint by asking you a question “Whatcha doin’?” He asked.

“I’m just baking a cake” you smiled softly as you pressed a kiss to his cheek, his eyes sparked as he looked at you with a smile, if he had a tail it would definitely be wagging side to side.

“Can I help decorate it, pleaseee?!” Denji begged, Denji wasn't very good at decorating cakes, they were decent ugly whenever he would decorate but you couldn't bring yourself to say no to the boy, you sighed and nodded.

You put the round cake pan into the oven, you set the oven to 180 degrees so it could get baked.

You cleaned the counters that you were baking on while you waited as Denji sat on the floor watching the cake bake inside the oven. after 25 minutes, the ocean dinged signaling that the cake was ready. you carefully took the cake out the oven as Denji grabbed a big enough plate to fit the cake on, you carefully dumped the cake onto the plate. "Can we decorate it now?" Denji pouted as he looked at the cake that was fresh out the oven, you should tell him no so the cake could cool down so you could decorate the cake properly but once again you had a hard time saying no to denji. "Be a doll and go grab the icing you want to use" you smiled softly as Denji quickly went to get the icing, "can we put sprinkles pleasee!" Denji asked. "Of course!" Denji quickly came back as his arms were filled with different color frostings which were white,orange,blue,pink and black. "Wait here while I go get something, okay?" You said and Denji nodded, You were going to use piping bag but when you came back, Denji had already started decorating the cake (poorly) with a butter-knife. You set the piping bag down and grabbed a butter-knife like denji and began decorating, it was messy and sticky. Denji kept getting frosting on his arms and hands. You notice that Denji got white frosting on his fingers which gave you a small idea. "Denji" your tone was soft "Yes?"Denji turned his head to look at you, you grabbed his hand which was sticky with frosting. you gently licked on his white frosted covered fingers, you gently suckled on them some of the frosting getting on your lips. Denji felt his breath hitch as his face began to heat up as he watched you lick his fingers in a less innocent manner, he looked like he was to faint at any moment now. as you pulled Denjis finger out of your mouth, now clean. his fingers coated in your saliva. "I..I could have just washed m..my hands" Denjis voice hoarse, you laughed as you looked at Denji with a teasing smile "I know, but you prefer my mouth, no?" Denjis heart-felt like it was going to exploded. His cheeks red and flushed. "you're so handsome..fuck" Denji mumbled as he eye-ed you up and down with a flustered face. And after all of the messing around and teasing, the cake was finally finished! it was ugly, yes. but that didn't matter to you or Denji as long as you spend time with one-another, the cake was a mix of colors and had dumb doodles on it like tiny pochita made from orange icing and a poorly drawn stick figure of aki and power and the words 'I <3 COCK' and some silly cat doodles made by you (any of the ugly doodles or writing was made/written by Denji) and by the send of the night, Denji's face and hands were covered in frosting and cake.

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tenjikufag · 6 months ago

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can i request top denji x bottom amab reader? :3

Never Better.

Denji x Male Reader

-headcanons, Drabble (not concise oneshot), nsfw, sub!top Denji, dom!bott Reader, older reader (few years), male anatomy mentions, fluff, smut

-I decided on a whim to combine these both, sorry if these were from two different anons!

Denji, notoriously known for liking women etc etc but how would he be in a relationship with someone older, let alone a guy?

-he’s nervous and worried about most sorts of intimacy. Never having quite the proper introduction or any good experiences with it, without a shadow of a doubt he has no clue how to progress in a relationship.

-patience. Patience, love, care, understanding is what is needed by him to feel comfortable in pursuing any form of relationship.

-You being older wasn’t a deterrent for him, especially to his inner selfishness, you were a stable and established person. Trustworthy, could take care of him, and you knew more about this crazy world that surrounded him and acted as a caring guide. Holding his hand through all the triumphs and defeats he’s experienced and will continue to experience.

With that being said, he is adamant about not being the one ‘taking it’- but he also has no idea what giving entails. His knowledge goes as far as what he’s read or seen in porn magazines or heard of in movies and shows.

He isn’t stupid, he isn’t naive, he’s just confused is all. Too worried to hurt you, too scared to hurt himself, he’s just a guy that needs a lot of reassurance and guidance.

Being in a relationship means he’s found a form of stability in you. Being his rock and saving grace from the chaos in his day to day is a big task and he knows it- being there for him to hug and kiss is more than he could’ve ever envisioned for himself. Someone that cares, a person he can fall back on in moments where it’s all too much.. ruining it with being bad in bed is a waking nightmare for him, he’s heard all the stories of perfect relationships crumbling away because of it.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to push you.”

His heart would feel like it stopped beating. Seeing you above him and ready to take the plunge in becoming one with him is immensely emotional to him- which is big. He’d only recently really grasped what it meant to have some form of pleasant bonding with others and while you were part of his life years down the line.. romance and genuine love for him was new.

You wanted to let him have a choice. Let him be vocal in what he wanted. When he was able to vocalize wanting to have sex with you that was when you melted the boundaries he had built up for his own protection.

He knew with you being a bit older that you’d obviously been with other people but they couldn’t have been given this level of care right? Not something he could dwell on while you bounced on him- his own whines and whimpers under the new sensations fogging his mind that wasn’t ever really clear.

Until he met you.

When he’s with you, he felt clarity.

He could be gentle, he could truly want and need, and he knew they would be fulfilled one way or another.

—

You held him close, he was whimpering with tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. New love bites marking his collarbone and shoulder.

Praising him every step of the way, your hands undid his belt and pants before taking his member into your hand- gently pumping it, watching his face contort into needy satisfaction.

“You’re doing so well Denji, good boy.”

He nodded, laying back and letting you take care of him. You told him what you were doing, what you were going to do, and how it was going to be done. Allowing him to put a stop at any point, making sure he knew what was going on and keeping check to see if he liked it.

And he loved it.

Your warm hands enveloped him perfectly, letting out a satisfied groan when you licked up his shaft and kissed at his oozing tip.

It wasn’t long until you hovered above him, already prepped for him.

“Ready?”

He nodded, weak hands going to your waist and gripping the soft flesh of your hips.

Aligning his dick to your ass, you slowly slid onto him- filling yourself out nicely and letting him bottom out inside of you.

With his inexperience, he was all too sensitive and easy to unload. He wanted to learn to last longer and have some form of control over his body.

You’d teach him that.

Waiting patiently for his blush to subside and his muscles to relax, you gently rocked your hips and kissed his lips. Eagerly, he returned the kiss with light moans and pants at the tiny bit of friction from your rocking hips.

Nights like these would last anywhere from an hour to all night. It was full of love and care, learning to love each-other in a patient way.

—

Dates.

He was shy, you didn’t push him all too much but he wanted to be seen with you and know he had a claim on you.

His sweaty hand clasped with yours, the two of you set out into town for some shopping and food.

Denji always felt bad for being so broke, in the earlier days of talking with you he took whatever you wanted to give him- knowing it wouldn’t break your bank or really be money you missed- but with him getting serious with you he wanted to be more mindful of your spending. Deeming his little expenses to be too much, but you wanted to give him the simple spoils regardless of how often he whined about such frivolous acts.

You were older than him and he didn’t want to be seen as a brat, a gold digger, or a child needing to be cared for. He was your boyfriend, hopefully a life partner at this point, so he wanted to be viewed as such.

Even if the gap wasn’t that large, the states in life that the two of you were in were almost like separate worlds. Sure, you’d excelled a lot sooner than he even found his footing and he was by all means quite behind others his age.. he still wanted to feel like he contributed something..

You reassured him that he did enough. That he was enough. Not wanting more than him to succeed in what he wished, for him to be okay in his own skin, and to be by his side was all you asked of him. You knew of his circumstances and where he came from, long talks he had and confided in you his internal feelings, how he dealt with what had happened to him.. as much as he felt like a burden he knew that you never viewed him as such.

You loved him,

He could only wish to give you as much as you gave to him. Make you as happy as you made him. He wanted to be enough.

#denji x male reader #denji x reader #csm x male reader #csm x reader #chainsawman x male reader #chainsaw man x male reader #chainsaw man x reader #sub denji #male oneshots #hcs #headcanons

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 1 year ago

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hiii i just read "your melon bread" fic of denji and IT'S SO GOOD (i smashed the follow button immediately lol)

and i saw your asks are open so can i request a part 2 of it where the next day when denji, aki and power are patrolling the town and they walked pass a bakery and denji remembered what happened yesterday and forced aki to get inside and buy him melon bread but was greeted by the reader who's family owns the bakery (this is my first time requesting so sorry if it gets confusing and feel free to ignore this if u dont want to or if it makes u uncomfortable :3)

and can i be the 🦈 anon thankksss hope u have a good morning/evening/night ^_^

Denji Hayakawa - "Half Your Melon Bread" 2

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Hey 🦈Shark anon! Sorry for the absurdly long delay, but I've finally completed your ask. At first, I was just going to ignore it since “Half Your Melon Bread” was supposed to be a one-off thing, but the more I thought about it, the more I came to like it! —Benny🐰 Part 1

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Aki was… perplexed to say the least. The fiend(?) that he had been tasked to watch over hadn't so much as muttered Makima's name since yesterday; it was kind of unsettling. All the blonde idiot seemed to do was stare off into the distance and mutter something about bread.

While the topknot-styled man was a bit relieved that he wasn't being bothered by both of the idiots under his watch; he did grow a bit concerned. It seemed as though Power had as well, judging by the hard stare that she was drilling into the side of the Chainsaw Devil hybrid's head. The strawberry blonde hadn't uttered a word since they left the house; only staring at him in silence with a deep frown on her face.

Denji himself was deep in thought. That stranger… he never got their name; they left before he could ask. He did remember their face though, so he'll definitely thank them when he sees them again and maybe they'd let him touch their chest—

Bonk!

The dirty blonde walked right into a light pole while he was distracted by his thoughts. The boy groaned as he clutched his head in a futile attempt to soothe the pain and the ringing in his ears. As he looked at what he'd run into, he saw a soft yellow light in the corner of his eye. Turning his head, he saw that he, Aki, and Power were standing in front of a bakery.

A bakery… Baking… Bread is baked… Oh! Melon bread! He could get some of that here!

Quickly, Denji walks into the building, ignoring the annoyed protests of the senior devil hunter and cheers for food from the blood fiend. The smell of buttery freshly baked dough immediately permeated his nostrils as he walked through the door. It was a comforting but hunger-inducing smell that had likely not only him, but everyone else in the building heavily salivating.

“Welcome to Chubby Bunny Bakery; I can help you right over here, Sir.”

A voice from behind the dirty blonde draws his attention from observing the bakery's interior and to the order station.

The devil man's eyes widen as he sees the figure standing behind the display case. It was the stranger from yesterday in the park! They were holding onto a sheet pan of cookies; sliding the display case glass backing to the side and putting the pan of cookies inside.

“It's you!”

Denji exclaims as he, rather rudely, points at them; finger only inches from their face due to how close he already was.

The stranger stares at him for a bit before they chuckles and gently grab his wrist to pull his hand down. They grab a small menu card from a stack of them that sits next to the register and place it in front of him with a small smile.

“Yes, it's me, bread boy. Did you have anything in mind already? If not, you can look at our menu here to help you decide.”

The stranger tells him, tapping the menu card between them twice.

“Oh! Uh– melon bread. Pl—”

The devil man was interrupted by a firm grip on his shoulder flipping him around to face an incredibly annoyed aki.

“And what money are you going to use to pay for it? Not mine.”

The raven-haired man asked rhetorically as he glared at the younger boy.

While Aki was talking the stranger came back to the front with a beige wax paper bag in their hand and held it out to the dirty blonde. Denji gingerly took it in his hand, ignoring his superior's irate rantings, and pulled out the glazed treat. He took a hesitant bite and his cheeks flushed a soft pink as the sweet melon flavor washed over his tongue; ignoring the aching in a few of his poorly managed teeth.

The stranger smiled at him before turning to the top-knot-baring man with their hand out expectantly. Aki sighed as he realized that he would be paying for Denji's food after all. Shoving his hand into his back pocket; he takes out his wallet and reluctantly forks over the needed amount, though not before he throws a nasty glare the younger boy's way.

“So, uh, I never got your name. Or gave you mine, really. I'm Denji.”

The dirty blonde shyly muttered between nibbles of his sweet treat.

The stranger chuckles at his timid demeanor, figuring that he was just feeling a little embarrassed by the fact that he had no money. They rest their chin in the palm of their hand as they look him up and down; thinking about how he kind of reminds them of a dog.

“Well, nice to meet you, Denji. I'm [Name].”

They introduce themself lazily; taking his hand in theirs and giving it a firm shake.

Suddenly though, the baked treat was snatched from the dirty blonde's hand by a wild Power as she dashed to the door.

“Sharing is caring, henchman!”

The blood fiend shouts as she is chased out of the door by both males.

[Name] stares at the door for a few seconds before letting out an amused chuckle. What a strange bunch, they thought with a smile.

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n-noochi · 2 years ago

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Hello~ can I get Kobeni with a Male S/O who's energetic and affectionate towards her. Like always telling her how much he loves her and how cute she is.

ESCAPISM

Pairing: Kobeni Higashiyama/Male Reader

Summary: In the midst of a lively park and bustling street, Kobeni found solace in the enduring glow of the streetlights. As the noises faded into the background, her focus shifted to the person by her side—you. While Kobeni's memories were mostly muted and melancholic, you always stood out vividly in each one, radiating with vibrant colors. After a demanding day as a devil-hunter, you both took a stroll, prompting nostalgic reflections. Despite being financially strained like Kobeni, you generously offered to treat her to some exquisite fried chicken to uplift her spirits, but she declined. Her sole desire was for things to remain unchanged between the two of you.

A/N: thank you for requesting! your request was somewhat similar to a oneshot i was already gonna write for kobeni, i just shortened it.

WORD COUNT // 1,554 words

CSM TAGLIST: @loveydoveydouche

WARNINGS: spoilers but not really, more like references.

In the midst of a lively park and bustling street, Kobeni found solace in the enduring glow of the streetlights. As the noises faded into the background, her focus shifted to the person by her side—you, who walked briskly beside her. Your face attracted the light and a sparkle twinkled in your eye, she noticed, as she stared.

After a fun night of drinking with the rest of the division, Kobeni reveled in the joy of dining out. Eating out was one of her greatest pleasures. Once the night came to an end, you kindly offered to chaperone her on the walk to the train station. Though the walk felt more like roaming.

Despite your aimless wandering, a glimmer of hollow light constantly followed you, devouring you. No matter how far you both went, there was always that persistent glimmer. You had a radiant glow for as long as she could remember. Kobeni’s memories were all in a monochromatic filter, melancholic and lagging. Despite the darkness of her life, she met you, her bright light at the end of the tunnel. You shone with vivid color in every memory you shared. She was at a loss for words in the face of your enlightening presence.

Luckily, you broke the silence with ease. "How has work been?" you inquired, curiosity lacing your voice. "I heard your division was assigned to eliminate some devil at some hotel. Which one was it?"

Kobeni's gaze dropped, her hands clasping together in a display of unease. "It was the Eternity devil," she admitted, her tone tinged with remorse.

You nodded, sensing the weight of her words. "Did everything go smoothly?" you asked cautiously.

A shadow of shame passed over Kobeni's face as she took a deep breath. "No, it didn't... I... I made a terrible mistake," she stammered, struggling to find the right words. “I panicked…and tried to stab out the heart of one of my coworkers, it was Denji. But instead, I...stabbed one of my superiors, it was Hayakawa.”

You struggled to conceal your amazement, the marvel evident in your voice. "Woah! That's quite out of character for you, Kobeni," you remarked, though deep down, you knew that her impulsive tendencies were not entirely foreign to you. Kobeni had always possessed a combination of timidity and recklessness, traits that had persisted since childhood. The life of a devil hunter seemed ill-suited for her, you knew that, and witnessing her current state pained you deeply.

Kobeni frowned. “Yeah…I really need to apologize.” She continued, strolling unhurriedly beside you. "How about...your work?" she asked, her voice trembling like a flickering flame, trying to sustain the conversation.

Resting your chin in your hand, you responded. "Miss Makima had requested for me to accompany her on a trip to Kyoto tomorrow, but with all honesty, I don't anticipate anything eventful happening."

"Oh, well, I'll be patrolling with Galgali tomorrow," Kobeni shared.

You let out a sigh, disapproving of Kobeni working alongside a fiend of all things. "The violence fiend, huh? I wish I didn't have to leave you with it."

Kobeni wanted to defend the fiend, tell you how he wasn't all that bad, but she bit her tongue, opting to remain hushed. "It's alright, really. I wouldn't want to be a bother--"

You interrupted her, your voice filled with affection. "It's cute how apologetic you are, but Kobeni, know that you could never bother me."

A fiery blush crept onto Kobeni's cheeks as she softly replied, "I'm sorry."

Suppressing the urge to laugh at her response, you decided against teasing her about her apologetic nature. Instead, you simply smiled down at her, letting the conversation naturally come to a close. Sometimes, silence and a knowing smile spoke louder than words, you thought.

You close your eyes, as the cacophony of the city becomes distant, gradually fading into the background. The honking of car horns, the chatter of pedestrians, and the bustling energy of the streets all blend into a symphony of urban life. Instead of overwhelming you, this constant noise seems to envelop you, providing a sense of comfort and anonymity.

At this moment, you allow yourself to detach from the chaos of your daily life. The towering buildings, with their mesmerizing lights and windows reflecting the night sky, remind you of the vastness of the world. You feel like a small observer in a grand spectacle, the world moving around you while you find solace in the stillness within.

“Don’t stress yourself, _____.”

Startled by the sound of Kobeni's voice, you are abruptly jolted back to the present moment. The tranquility you were experiencing quickly fades as your attention shifts from the vastness of the city to the immediate presence of another person.

Turning towards Kobeni, you find yourself facing a familiar face. "Sorry, what was that?" you ask, your mind still lingering on the brief respite you had just experienced. You didn't fully catch what she said.

Kobeni, feeling sheepish, turned away and stumbled over her words. "Please don't stress yourself too much. It's not healthy to work excessively. B-b-but I understand that you need to provide for yourself, especially since... well, your family isn't in the picture anymore. However--" --her sentence was abruptly interrupted by the ferocious growl of her stomach, akin to that of a beast.

Kobeni's face flushed with embarrassment, turning a deep shade of crimson. Overwhelmed by the sudden interruption of her growling stomach, she came to a halt and instinctively clutched her midsection, as if trying to suppress the noise. "I-I-I'm so sorry!" she cried, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Having grown up with Kobeni and accustomed to her occasional dramatic outbursts, you shrugged it off. You stopped in front of her, interrupting her string of apologies. "Hmm, Kobeni. Let me treat you to some fried chicken tonight. You know, the good kind near that park we love."

A glimmer of surprise and gratitude flickered in Kobeni's teary eyes as she mumbled amidst her apologies, "Is it open this late?" However, she quickly gasped and shook her head. "Wait, no, no, no! You should be saving your money, not spending it on me!"

You responded with a playful smile. "Oh, I have a few twenties to spare."

Kobeni frowned, her disbelief evident on her face. "No, you don't."

Chuckling softly, you responded, "You're right, I'll worry about that later. Besides, treating you to a delicious meal is worth every penny." Playfully, you hung your arm around Kobeni's shoulder, pulling her close. "Now come on! Do you want chicken or not? You can tell me all about that fiend while we eat! Okay? Please? I'm literally begging you now~"

Kobeni couldn't help but smile at your persistence and the playful tone in your voice. Blushing slightly, she nodded and chuckled back. "Thank you... really. You're too kind."

You released your hold on Kobeni and exclaimed, "It's decided then! Let's hurry up and get there! What are we doing standing around?"

Kobeni's attention, however, became fixated on your face and your radiant smile. Lost in her thoughts, she couldn't hear your words anymore. Deep within, she silently pleaded, "_____, please don't die tomorrow, or the day after that, or any day that follows. Please keep wearing that smile. That's all I truly want from you."

Unaware of Kobeni's inner turmoil, you enthusiastically started walking towards the fried chicken place, unaware of the profound impact your presence had on her.

"Wait!" As Kobeni called out to you, you halted in your tracks and turned around to face her. She stood still, her words catching your attention. "Um, thank you for staying with me... for the long run. I know it's been difficult throughout the years for... both of us."

Arching your brow, you responded, "Hey, we're not kids anymore, Kobeni."

Confusion washed over Kobeni's face as she tried to make sense of your words. Before she could respond, you walked closer to her and gently rubbed her head, messing up her hair in an affectionate gesture. "Don't be crying. You'll make me think you're sad, even after I've been trying so hard to keep you smiling all these years."

Blushing, Kobeni realized tears were streaming down her face, a realization that had eluded her. "O-Oh..." she stuttered, a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude flooding her emotions.

You put your hands in your pockets, a sense of reassurance evident in your posture. "And it's no problem. Let's never separate, Kobeni. I'll always be somewhere," you say with a hint of playfulness in your tone.

Kobeni stutters in response, desperately hoping her words sound platonic. "M-Me too, for you," she manages to say, her voice filled with sincerity. Please sound platonic, please sound platonic, please sound platonic. "I-I love you, _____."

You smile warmly, appreciating her genuine feelings. "You can be really cute sometimes, Kobeni," you mutter softly. Turning around, your back facing her, you respond, "I love you too." Before she can fully process your words, you add lightheartedly, "Now come on, enough with the sentimental talk! Our fried chicken's getting soggy!" With that, you take the lead, both of you moving forward, leaving the heartfelt moment behind as you embrace the present, ready to enjoy the simple pleasure of sharing a meal together.

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