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n-noochi · 2 years ago
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If you'd be willing to then maybe do Himeno, Makima and Kishibe and how they'd care for their devil hunter s/o (gender neutral pronouns please) after they got injured after a particularly rough devil hunting assignment! :)
TAKING CARE OF DEVIL HUNTER S/O HCS
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feats: himeno, kishibe & makima
warnings: no pronouns used
summary: in which they’re dating another devil hunter, and their s/o gets injured while on duty, and how they would care for them afterwards.
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MASTERLIST
authors note: this request is right up my alley. thank you for the request, anon! this is actually my first time writing makima and himeno alone along with writing a head canon (it's been years) so please bare with me.
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HIMENO
her dating another devil hunter is probably for the best.
— I can picture Himeno having many failed relationships just because she's a devil hunter. In the world of Chainsaw Man, the occupation is not exactly viewed in a positive light, so normally most civilians would like to avoid devil hunters or devil hunters hoping for a life outside of work would keep it a secret from others.
— Himeno, in my opinion, wouldn't attempt to keep this part of her life hidden and would be open about it.
— It doesn't really matter if you work in the same division or a different one then her; Himeno knows a lot of people in the industry and I can imagine her socializing outside of hers frequently, where she would eventually meets you :)
— I dunno, it just works with you being a devil hunter.
— She doesn't have to worry about you interrogating her extensively or being excessively concerned about her well being as an average person would.
— Simply because you are familiar with her situation. You've walked in her shoes and you don't judge her "recklessness" or "rashness", and that bare minimum means a lot to her. 
— Himeno would also compare you a lot to Aki. Those qualities she loves in you, I think she probably also loved in Aki as well. In addition to the fact that you're a devil hunter, like Aki, I think she would just feel this way generally in a relationship. A rebound if you would. Someone like Aki.
— Although she would never express these thoughts out loud to you, you may notice this with time in your relationship and may cause future complication.
now you getting hurt on duty is a mix and mix.
— A while back, I actually wrote a one-shot about Himeno visiting an acquaintance in the hospital or something? I remember portraying her as being quite calm and casual when she entered the hospital. I think she would act similarly to this with her significant other.
— Hospitals are nothing Himeno is unfamiliar with, and neither should they be to you. Hospital visits are typical, common, and anticipated given the occupations you both have. Along with death always being a possibility.
— Hell, the possibility of dying of a Devil attack as a civilian alone is typical so deaths of devil hunter’s, who actively pursue these spawns from Hell, are even more common.
— When walking into your room she would be calm and no worry on her explicitly face. Serene cause you lived.
— She would torment you and make fun of you until your face flames. Though after her teasing and it's time for you to come home, she'll take care of you, tenderly. Doing your house chores, feeding you, and tending to your wounds. 
— Himeno sort of views these times together as brief dates. Other than passing each other off at work or whatever, you don't spend much time together on actual dates. So, these days of sickness and recuperation are full of fluff.
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KISHIBE
him dating a devil hunter is expected.
— I believe that only another devil hunter can really comprehend Kishibe, grasp his thoughts, and truly understand why he is the way he is and why he behaves in the manner in which he does, you know?
— So again, it's expected. If Kishibe is gonna be in a relationship its likely gonna be with another devil hunter.
— This relationships, though, would undoubtedly not develop overnight. It would take some time for you two, colleagues, to choose to part ways from your employment relationship. Maybe a few years as co-workers before taking that step. However in that time it gives more certainty to the both of you of your feelings for one another.
— You grow to learn his mind, and him, yours.
— With you both being devil hunters means you share a few outlooks and habits that civilians may find unusual. Kishibe also considers it's a good thing that you're a devil hunter since you don't nag him about it the way any of his exes did.
now you getting hurt on duty is, also, expected.
— It simply comes with the territory. You didn't die so...
— Both of you are aware of your mortality and the extremely high death rate in your professions. Furthermore, Kishibe is more cognizant of this part of the work. I kind of imagine him being in the game longer then you.
— The majority of the time, you get wounded, and he has to take care of you. Mostly due to Kishibe's stubbornness, which causes him to brush off injuries and not view them as anything that requires your help. Your injuries on the other hand? Yep, you need him to deal with that.
— He is virtually as knowledgeable about treating most of these injuries as a first responder, so that is also incredibly helpful in situations like this too.
— Kishibe uses all of the time he has for your recuperation even though he is sometimes too busy at work to devote his entire day to caring for your injuries.
— Throughout the day, he would call you while he's out to see how you're handing, to make sure you were eating properly, washing your wounds at the proper time, and generally healing without any problems.
— He might not stay with you during your ENTIRE recovery or make it to the hospital before it's time for you to go home, but he will be there that night to help you, and that will be more than enough for the vast majority.
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MAKIMA
her dating a devil hunter is “controversial,” technically…
— She would technically be your superior, though. No matter what division you are in, she is practically still in a more advantageous position than you.
— You would think it would spark a controversy, yet nobody actually challenges it. Mostly because no one cared about the devil hunters workplace and because the profession itself is so crooked. Therefore, you dated with no issue.
— You and Makima would not hide the fact that you are in a relationship. In any case, she wouldn't tell you to not tell people about your relationship with her or anything.
— Tell everyone, she doesn't mind, be public about it.
— However, you know better then to be touchy in public.
— That's her only rule. That you can't touch her in public, especially at work or anything like that. She wouldn't want to be viewed in that way in her respected position at hand.
— And you respect her, so you know better then to not.
now you getting hurt on duty is anticipated.
— You aren’t in a position of power and strength like Makima, as I have mentioned before, so she merely anticipated that you would sustain injuries regularly.
— However, it's as if you hurt yourself at the worst times.
— It's always when she doesn't have a moment to spare for you when you need her the most. Makima is a busy woman and a career woman, so when you get injured, it irritates her a little and she makes her desire to persuade you to quit your work and remain at home, but doing so would cause further problems that she is more so unable to deal with.
— She won't be around much while you're recovering. As soon as she learns that you've been injured she may stop by later that day to examine how serious your injuries are and whether you're still alive, but as soon as she's done assessing the issue, she resumes working.
— In place of her visits, gifts and flowers with little notes inside would be given to you practically every day. It was difficult for you to be frustrated over her absence because the letters were so sincerely written and wished you well.
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meganechan05 · 3 months ago
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The Toei (Enby) Lesbian Pose
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This is just a redraw of something from Sept 2023 to test my change in artstyle.
Comparison below:
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rekino2114 · 5 months ago
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Welcome back I hope you had a lovely trip
Can I get a meeting with S/O family for the chainsaw man girls
The chainsaw man girls meeting your family
Makima
Your parents were nervous to be meeting with her actually
When you told them you were dating the head of public safety herself, they didn't believe you until you showed them photos, and even then, they were like, "How?"
Makima is very kind and polite throughout the meeting, she makes sure your parents see how much she truly loves you and how she'd do anything for you. She does everything she can to appear as the best girlfriend you could have.....meanwhile your parents are freaking out cause one of the most important women in Japan is standing in their living room and holding hands with their child.
She categorically refuses to use powers on your parents to make them like her as that would hurt you and that's the last thing she would ever wanna do
"I promise you, as long as y/n will be with me they will be loved safe and cared for, all of their needs will be met and I will try to make them the happiest person on this planet"
".............."
"Excuse me, but are you alright? You look nervous"
"O-oh no i-it's alright......please continue"
Power
This.....did not go too well
It's not because you were dating a fiend or anything, your parents were actually pretty supportive of that, it's that power doesn't really have manners.......at all
She talked over them,yelled at them when they served her vegetables, and called them "humans" multiple times
She also brought meowy along with her....she thought bringing a cute cat might get her some points which it actually kinda did
You had to do a lot of.....damage control, but eventually your parents figured out power was a genuinely good "person" and gave her permission to continue dating you
"Listen to me humans you should be grateful the great power has chosen your child to be her romantic partner"
"........please don't stand on the table"
Himeno
She was actually pretty excited to meet your parents and prove herself a good girlfriend
She made sure she was sober and didn't drink the night before to not have a hangover. She did have to put on a lot of perfume on to hide the smell of alcohol and cigarettes though
The meeting went pretty well, himeno was nice,fun and showed them her love for you.....she also flirted a lot with you but you're used to that at this point
If you have any little siblings, then she's like the cool big sister in their eyes. she gave them piggyback rides, played with them, and showed them some cool tricks with her ghost devil powers
"Nice to meet you Mr and Mrs l/n, it's great to finally meet the people who gave birth to this cutie"
".......even now?"
"What? Is there a problem with me showing how much I love you?"
Kobeni higashiyama
As usual, she was very nervous to meet your family, she loves you and was very scared of them not approving of her for any reason
She tried to look her best and only had 2 panic attacks while getting ready
She was very relieved when the meeting actually went well and your parents approved of her, it was like a giant weight got lifted off of her
She doesn't have the best relationship with her family so she's really happy at least yours like her
"I-it's nice to m-meet you, m-my name is k-kobeni higashiyama, I-i am y/n's g-girlfriend"
"......are you OK? You're shaking"
"Y-yeah, t-totally fine"
Quanxi
Despite her many partners, this was actually going to be the first time she met one of their families since all of the other members of the harem are fiends and don't really have families as a result
Speaking of, you decided to keep the whole harem thing a secret for now to not overwhelm your parents
She left her swords at home and put on her best suits to go to the meeting, where she held your hand most of the time and let you do most of the talking
To be honest, your parents are kinda scared of her. It seems like her one eye is always glaring and judging them, but they can still see the loving looks she gives you and eventually grow to like her
"Mr and Mrs l/n, I promise you I will protect y/n with everything I have, I will die before I let anyone hurt the people I love especially them"
".......I think I got a shiver down my spine"
"Me too"
Asa mitaka
Another girl who was really nervous about the meeting, she has a pretty low self-esteem and she thought your family would hate her for anything she did
She literally begged yoru not to ruin the occasion as she at least wanted the opportunity to look like a good girlfriend, and the war devil surprisingly agreed (maybe because she wanted to watch asa embarass herself of her own)
She tried to strike up conversations with your parents....keyword being try, this often results in voids of uncomfortable silence that you try to fill
In large parts thanks to you eventually your parents grew to like asa and approved of her, which she couldn't be happier,after her parents died, she feels like yours could kinda help her deal with that
"I swear this is so boring, I'll take a nap ok?"
"Whatever just don't bother me"
"........Uhm....sorry but who were you talking to?"
"I-i said that out loud?"
"Y-yeah"
"I'M SO SORRY"
Yoru
.......this was....weird. you can't really say "Hey mom,dad, I'm dating the literar representation of war that's possessing the body of one of my classmates" so you decided to improvise
Yoru pretended to be a human, she covered her scars with makeup and put contacts to cover her horseman eyes. Your parents were kinda surprised to how similar she was to asa so you decided to say they were sisters
Yoru was kinda unpleasant the whole dinner, saying snarky comments and laughing at inappropriate times but you convinced them that she was a good girlfriend
She had to stop herself from laughing when your dad gave her a warning not to break your heart as she could easily kill him right there if she wanted....she didn't though thankfully
"So what did you think about my parents?"
"Oh they were great, I'm sure they'd make really powerful weapons"
"........don't-don't turn my parents into weapons"
"Calm down I was just joking"
Fami
She was actually fairly excited to meet your family.....mostly for the food they'd be serving her, in fact you specifically told your parents to cook a lot for her
She tried to eat with more etiquette than she usually has,but kinda gave up halfway through when she realized just how good the food was
When she's not eating, she's telling them how much she loves you and how she'll cherish you and protect you forever, which makes you blush and them like her even more
Your mom actually loves her and asks you to invite her more often since fami eats everything she cooks
"Your cooking is great"
"Oh thank you, you really like food don't you?"
"I love it, the only thing I love more is your child"
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notiddygothgf · 5 months ago
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1. Arrival in Tokyo
★ pairings: aki hayakawa x fem reader
★ ❝ Captain? Should I be calling you sir? ❞ ❝ Only if you want to. ❞
★ c.w.: aki being sexy a f (more content warnings and tags)
★ a/n: CHAPTER ONE IS UP AND RUNNINGGGGGG!! im so excited bc ive been sitting on this fanfic all fking summer like when i tell u i havent been able to focus on anything else. i have not known peace. ANYWAY im trying smth new w this story bc it was supposed to be a oneshot but uh... now its at 150 pages on google docs so erm... anyway! updates should flow quixker now that i have 90% of it written!! comment and let me know all of ur thoughts everywhere omg i love reading ur remarks bc u guys r so funny on my other ffs. ENJOY POOKIES! i love yall!!
★ w.c.; 4.3k
shameless ; chapter index
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"SO YOU'RE LEAVING ME because the Tokyo division needs backup?" 
"I'm not leaving you," You sighed, though a playful lilt and a smirk followed your sarcastic remark. You and your husband were discussing work-related matters over a sushi dinner – your favorite. Perks of being married to your work partner. "I'm being summoned. I won't be long. Promise."
Your husband frowned, brows knitting together. His brown hair was tied back into a bun, baby hairs licking at his forehead, his cheeks. Tanimoto Yoshiro was a man of many virtues, but patience was not one of them. With a sigh, he began to toy with his salmon roll, prodding it with the end of his wooden chopsticks. "One whole week without that sexy ass of yours... What will I do?"
Your left eye twitched – slightly, hardly noticeable by the naked eye. You, for one, wouldn't miss the sex. It was, for lack of a better word... unfulfilling. It would get better over the years, you were sure of it. The two of you had only had the last few years to practice, after all. You wanted to wait until marriage (With him. You were no virgin by any stretch of the word.).
It was unfair of you to take your sexual frustrations out on him. It had been a tiring week for the both of you, is all. You barely had time for sit down meals like this anymore – whatever hanky-panky the two of you ever did indulge in these days was rushed, messy, and often... short lived.
Anyway, needless to say... You would be fine. It was you and your rabbit toy against the world, anyway.
"You'll be fine," You smiled. You loved him. He loved you. He was a great husband, and he took care of you. You had no reason to complain. "I'll be back before you know it." .
The Japanese countryside was a blur, rushing past the window of your train like pictures, like a movie. You hadn't noticed the train slow to a stop, in fact, until you heard the doors open. Popping your head up over the seat, you observed the train station. Which stop is this? People began filtering in from both sides, eager to find a seat before the train took off.
A shrill cry of your name roused you from your thoughts. 
You whipped your head around. A familiar-looking woman with black hair and an eyepatch was waving you down across the aisle. She was wearing a Public Safety suit and slacks. Himeno.
A smile crawled over your lips before you knew it. "Himeno?" You asked, a teasing lilt in your tone. "Is that you?"
Without asking if anyone else was sitting there, she took a seat in the one across from you. She leaned forward, perching her chin up on her hand. "Never thought I'd see you again. How the hell are 'ya?"
You and Himeno went way back. She had been in the same division as you back when the two of you were teens. She was the first person in Public Safety who had ever actually welcomed you to the division and the last person to say goodbye to you. You parted ways before ever being able to exchange information but, for what it was worth, she had made those gruesome, tedious missions more bearable. 
"I've been good!" You grinned. "I've been in the Kyoto sector with my partner. I truly did plan on coming back, but one thing led to another, and now..." You trailed off, waving your hands around like you were trying to find the right words. "Well, I'm married to him."
The train creaked and groaned before it began to move again. 
"So I've heard," Himeno licked her lips. She sat back in her chair, producing a carton of cigarettes – the kind she always used to smoke when the two of you were on missions together. "You mind if I smoke?"
No, but the conductor might. "Of course not," You answered. "How about you? How have you been?"
She sighed. "Been better, honestly. Devil activity's been crazy recently," Fishing a lighter out of her suit pocket, she sparked up. The end of her cigarette sizzled and smoked between her slim fingers. Holding it up to her lips, she muttered, "Just doing what I can to stay alive. What brings you back to the city?"
"My presence has been requested by the higher-ups," You shrugged. The scent of nicotine and smoke filled the cabin. It was gross but, frankly, familiar. "My husband wasn't too happy that he didn't get invited, so this better be worth it."
"I see," Himeno hummed, breathing out a puff of smoke to the side. She kept on looking out of the window after that, at the train station that was now far behind the train. "You're leaving your partner and I'm returning to mine."
"You're married?" You asked.
"God, no," She chuckled softly, pulling another hit from her cancer stick. "Wouldn't mind being with my assigned partner, though. He's a fine piece of ass."
It seemed like you couldn't help the way you burst into laughter at her crude remark. She hasn't changed one bit. "Is he cute?"
"Cute?" She repeated the word like it was a foreign object in her mouth. Her voice was muffled by the cloud of smoke that flowed out from between her lips. "He's drop-dead gorgeous," She took another slow, calculated hit. "Enough about me, though, how's the married life going for you?"
Could be better. You feigned a warm smile at the mention of your husband. "Good. Yeah, it's good."
Good was a bit of an overstatement. .
You and Himeno spent the rest of the train ride catching up. There was talk about marriage, sex, old coworkers, and new ones. It felt kind of good to be back – to be able to talk to someone who shared the same history as you. You would almost say that you missed it.
By the time the announced its next stop at the Tokyo station, you hadn't even realized how quickly the trip had gone by. You could thank your talkative companion for that. As the train finally eased to a stop, you turned to Himeno with a smile. 
"I need to grab my bags," you said, rising from your seat and straightening your clothes.
Himeno nodded, her smile warm but tinged with a hint of sadness. "Okay. Take care of yourself!"
Navigating the narrow aisle, you headed toward the luggage compartment. As you reached up to grab your suitcase, you collided with someone. Startled, you looked up to find yourself face-to-face with a man who immediately captured your attention. He was tall, easily over six feet, with broad shoulders and a powerful build that spoke of both strength and discipline. His dark hair was tied back in a neat topknot, accentuating his sharp, angular features. But it was his eyes that held you—their piercing blue depths seemed to look straight through you, filled with a seriousness that made you catch your breath.
"Sorry—" he began, his voice a deep, resonant baritone that vibrated through the narrow space.
For a moment, the world seemed to narrow down to just the two of you. The closeness of his body, the scent of his cologne—clean and subtly spiced, lingering just faintly on the collar of his suit jacket—the intense focus of his gaze; all of it created a bubble of tension that neither of you could ignore. You could see the flicker of surprise in his eyes, a momentary lapse in his serious demeanor, as if he too had been caught off guard.
Both of you paused. His gaze flickered down to your uniform for just a heartbeat before he quickly looked away, regaining his composure. Without another word, you continued in opposite directions, the silent exchange leaving you... well, a little breathless to say the least.
Stop it. You're a married woman. Surely, you would know how to control your impulses after being away from your husband for only a day.
Reaching up, you pulled your suitcase from the overhead compartment, the weight of it a familiar comfort. Setting it down on the ground with a soft thud, you turned back to your seat, only to find the handsome man still standing there, now engaged in conversation with Himeno. He was so tall that he had to actually lean over a little bit to fit into the cabin.
Fuck me. You thought. Wait, no, don't fuck me.
"Is this your partner, Himeno?" you asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
"Yes, I found him!" Himeno responded with a wide grin. "Captain Hayakawa, this is an old friend of mine," she said, going on to introduce you by name.
"Hello," he greeted, extending his hand. The deep, velvety timbre of his voice sent a shiver down your spine.
"Captain? Should I be calling you 'sir'?" you teased lightly, shaking his hand – and his grip was firm and warm.
"Only if you want to," he replied, "Hayakawa is fine."
Only if you want to.
Get your fucking head out of the gutter.
Your heart skipped a beat as you found yourself momentarily lost in his gaze. His eyes were a captivating shade of blue, intense and unwavering. The handshake lingered a moment too long. You could feel the strength and warmth of his hand – it was far larger than yours, and had calluses at the tip of the palm.
Despite his serious demeanor, there was a flicker of something in his eyes, a hint of interest that he seemed determined to keep under control. Reluctantly, you pulled your hand away, feeling the lingering warmth of his touch. 
His gaze remained locked on yours for a moment longer, a silent acknowledgment of whatever the fuck had just happened.
Himeno cleared her throat, breaking the spell. "Well, let me give you a big hug, dearest."
You embraced her fondly, the familiarity of her touch grounding you. 
"Here, give me your number," Himeno said as she pulled back. She flipped her phone open. "Let's keep in touch."
With a smile, you told her your phone number. 
She snapped her phone shut after she had finished typing it in. "Okay! Hopefully, I'll get to see you around."
"Yes, of course! We'll be in touch," You agreed. You bowed your head to her, then to her partner. "Hayakawa."
He nodded back. You dismissed yourself after that, turning on your heel and practically scrambling to get out of that tiny train cabin. Still, you couldn't help but glance back at Captain Hayakawa. His eyes met yours again for a brief, fleeting moment before you turned away, heart racing with something you hadn't felt in a long time.
You didn't want to stick around and find out what it was. The weight of your wedding ring around your finger was a reminder of that much. .
You hadn't been in Public Safety's Tokyo headquarters in years. It was bigger than you remembered it being. The worst part? All the halls looked the exact same. It took you about thirty minutes to find the office in which you were currently standing.
A woman who you'd been dreading seeing the whole way over there was perched on a leather seat in front of you, arms folded over the desk, pink hair braided the same way it always had been, feline eyes flitting over your body. It made you feel small – like prey trapped in a predator's den.
"How was your trip over here?" Makima asked. Her voice was smooth, uniform – calculated, just like everything else she did. 
"It was pleasant," You answered. "I came as soon as I could."
"We appreciate that," Makima said, a hint of something sinister in her smile.
She stepped out from behind her desk, pacing slowly around the room. "I called you here because we've recently suffered a great deal of casualties," she explained, her tone measured and controlled. "I'm worried we won't have the manpower to deal with all the sudden appearances of gun-devil pieces."
"I understand. Am I being formally stationed?" you replied, trying to maintain your composure.
"Not that I know of, no," she responded, her eyes narrowing slightly. "For now, we need backup on a particular mission involving a school in the area. There have been reports of peculiar activity there, and I want to send one of my teams to investigate. I haven't decided whether you'll be in the field or here tying up some loose ends—we recently lost one of our best workers, and we're very far behind as a result. I'll have a certain answer for you within the next few days."
"A few... days?"
"Yes, is that a problem?"
"No, not at all, no. I just—" you sighed, feeling the weight of uncertainty. "Yeah, okay, that sounds good."
"You've also been booked a hotel suite nearby. Your stay will be provided at no cost to you," she continued, her tone unwavering. "I'll reach out to you as soon as I have more details. Hang tight until then."
With a tight-lipped smile, you nodded. "Thank you, Miss Makima. Am I dismissed?"
"Yes, I'll have one of our drivers take you to your room so you can drop off your luggage," she said, her smile not reaching her eyes. "Where did you leave it?"
"I left it in the break room," you said.
"Very well. I'll have someone collect it," she replied, her eyes closing briefly as she smiled. "Get home safely."
With that, you turned and left the office, the tension of the encounter still lingering in the back of your mind. There was just something about that damn lady that never failed to send a shiver up your spine. You sighed, glancing down at the old floorboards, at your shoes.
The reality of the situation began to sink in. 
You had traveled all this way, navigating the maze of identical halls and sterile rooms, only to be told you had to wait. The thought gnawed at you— That sounds about right from her, you mused. It was typical of Makima, always keeping you in the dark, always one step ahead, holding the reins tightly.
The cool, clinical atmosphere of the headquarters only heightened your sense of displacement. The fluorescent lights overhead cast a harsh, unforgiving glow, making everything look stark and unwelcoming.
Lost in your thoughts, you heard a series of footsteps echoing down the hall, followed by hushed voices. The sound grew closer, and you recognized the voice immediately—it was the young lieutenant captain again, the man you had bumped into earlier.
You glanced up, and there he was, standing just a few feet away. He was a striking figure, his presence suffocating – commanding and enigmatic. He had a sharp jaw, chiseled and defined, the kind that could cut paper. His eyes, a moody blue, held a penetrating gaze, one that seemed to see right through you, making you feel as though you were laid completely bare before him.
His brow was knit slightly in deep thought. There was a slight furrow at the bridge of his nose. The tufts of inky black hair that framed his features only added to the boyish charm of his face. 
As he spoke to the other Public Safety worker beside him, his hands moved with purposeful grace.
Your eyes were drawn to him despite yourself, unable to escape the force of his presence. 
His gaze caught yours briefly, and in that fleeting moment, you felt an almost tangible tension in the air. It was as if time had stopped for a heartbeat, the corridor seeming to stretch and contract around the two of you.
The connection between your eyes was like a magnet, pulling you in despite your efforts to look away. The faintest flutter in your chest was enough to have you gripping the collar of your shirt.
He blinked first, his eyes breaking away from yours as he turned back to his companion. The conversation resumed, but the air seemed thicker now, charged with the residual energy of your brief encounter. 
"We need to re-evaluate our strategies for dealing with the increased devil activity," he said, his words carefully chosen. "The losses have been significant, and our resources are stretched thin."
You turned and walked in the opposite direction, the soft hum of the fluorescent lights overhead seeming to amplify the distance you were putting between yourself and him.
As you moved down the corridor, you couldn't shake the feeling that his eyes were still on you, as if the weight of his gaze lingered even after you had turned away.  .
You had just stepped out of the shower, the steam still clinging to the room and curling around the bathroom mirror in hazy swirls. The cool, clean air of the hotel suite met you as you emerged, a refreshing contrast to the stifling atmosphere of the Public Safety headquarters.
You took a moment to let the chill of the air sink into your skin, feeling the pleasant coolness against your damp hair and freshly washed face. You dried yourself off, the soft towel enveloping you in its warmth, and slipped into a comfortable set of loungewear—simple, dark gray sweatpants and a loose-fitting, white t-shirt.
You walked over to the full-sized bed, the crisp white sheets and plush pillows arranged neatly. You flopped down onto it, letting out a relieved sigh as you sank into the softness of the mattress.
Reaching for your phone from the nightstand, you dialed your husband's number. As the call connected, you propped yourself up on one elbow and stared at the ceiling, trying to shake off the exhaustion of the day.
When he answered, his voice was calmingly familiar, cutting through the distance between you with a comforting ease. "Hey. How's everything going?"
"It's been a day," you said with a soft chuckle. "I finally got here, but of course, they've got me waiting for more details. Typical."
"Sounds about right," he said, his voice tinged with a longing that you could almost touch through the phone, "I miss you."
You closed your eyes for a moment, trying to push away the brief flash of memories that drifted through your mind—blue eyes and raven hair, a fleeting image that made your heart skip a beat. An image of soft lips wrapped around the syllables, 'Only if you want to.'
You shook your head gently, trying to dispel the image from your thoughts. "I miss you too," you said, trying to keep your tone light and steady.
You heard the faint sound of his smile through the phone, a soft, reassuring sound. You had never been so happy to hear his voice. "How's the hotel?"
"It's nice," you said, shifting your position on the bed to get more comfortable. "Pretty standard, but it's got a good view of the city."
"I can think of one view I'd really like to see right now," he teased gently. 
Just as you were about to reply, your phone started ringing again. You glanced at the screen and saw the name of your old coworker. 
"Hold on, I'm getting a call," you said, your fingers hovering over the screen. 
"Ugh, okay," he said. "Bye."
"Bye," you replied, a smile tugging at your lips as you ended the call.
You took a deep breath before picking up. "Hello?"
"Heya, Hot stuff. What you up to?" Himeno drawled into the receiver.
"Just got out the shower," You answered. "Why? Is something up?"
"Nah. Well, yeah," She giggled. "Miss Makima's taking us out for drinks to celebrate the success of our last mission tomorrow. She rented out this whole space for us. You coming?"
You chuckled quietly, carding a hand through your damp hair. "I always feel dull at parties."
"You? Dull?" Came Himeno's retort. "This really the same person who used to take body shots off complete strangers back in the day?"
The mere mention of your past self had you laughing all over again. "Times change."
"Married life made you soft?" 
You winced. Sure, perhaps a somewhat-boring life in the countryside with your husband had made you a little soft. But there was something in the way she said it – something that made you tick. You were happy being a married woman. You had been happy since the two of you had eloped at 21.
You were happy, dammit. You just wished it was a little easier to convince yourself of that.
"I don't know..." You trailed off. "I won't be any fun."
"Noooooo... You have to come!" Himeno groaned. You could hear her pacing around in the background. "DENJI!" She called to god knows who. "Back me up here!"
The phone was handed over to someone else – a young-sounding boy. "I'm not gonna force someone to go to a stupid party."
"Tell her to come!" Could be heard very faintly in the background.
"Wait. She's a 'she'?"
"Not just any 'she', thats–"
"You should definitely come tonight," The boy decided. "Name's Denji, by the way."
"Hi, Denji," You sighed. "Could you hand the phone back to Himeno for just a moment?"
"Sure," He answered. "Bye, gorgeous. See you there."
Gorgeous. He hasn't even seen me and he's calling me gorgeous. You had to have been in the twilight zone.
"So, you're coming, right?" Himeno's voice chirped over the line.
"I don't know," You answered (again). "Who's going?"
"Aki's coming. Remember him? Partner? Total hottie?" She replied. 
Total hottie was an understatement. Again, the image of his pretty face flashed through your mind. You squashed the mere thought of it – like an incessant bug. "Yes, we met."
"I'm gonna get a smooch out of him by the end of the night," She giggled. "You can bet on that."
People came and went. Seasons changed. Himeno, however, did not. She was just as crude as you had always remembered her being.
"Just a kiss?" You teased.
"Maybe. Maybe more," She teased right back. "Can you believe he doesn't have a girlfriend? He's 20! That's gotta mean something."
He's five years younger than me... You picked mindlessly at your nails. "Something like...?"
"Dunno. Am I wrong for thinking he's holding out for me?" 
"Oh, to be young and naive again," You sighed. "I was engaged at his age," You trailed off, words hanging in the air for a moment after they had slipped past your lips.
Awkward. Did that slip out?
You leaned back against the headboard, feeling the cool pillows against your back while your mind drifted to the past. You had been so young when you'd gotten married, looking back. You loved him, you truly did. Sure, you had your issues, but didn't every married couple?
The two of you were happy. Still, a pang of jealousy surfaced when you heard Himeno speak so freely about her independence, her sexual prowess. In a way, you felt as though you had been deprived of that freedom far too early.
Your fingers traced the edge of your phone, your gaze drifting as memories flooded your mind. Himeno's laughter on the other end of the line seemed distant, a reminder of a simpler time, unburdened by the weight of responsibilities and commitments.
You were happy... weren't you?
"Hey, you still there?" Himeno's voice pulled you back to the present, her tone tinged with concern.
"Yeah, sorry," you replied, shaking off the melancholy that had crept into your thoughts. "Just got lost in my head for a moment."
"Don't we all," she sighed, her voice softening. "Look, just come down tomorrow. It'll be fun. We can catch up, have a few drinks, and maybe you can even be my wingman for the night."
You chuckled, the sound more genuine this time. "Alright, fine. I'll come. But no promises about playing matchmaker."
"Yay! It's at five," Himeno's excitement was palpable, and it was contagious. "I'll see you then. Hopefully, you can loosen up a little bit. Relive the good days."
"Yeah, maybe," you said, a small, half-assed smile playing on your lips. "See you then."
You ended the call and set your phone to the side. 
Loosen up a little, You thought. Yeah, you could definitely stand to do that.
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a/n: shortie but a goodie! i already have most of the story written (so this one doesnt wind up like my 25,000 other unfinished projects), and this was the only way i could think to cut this chapter off hehe. ANYWAYYYY i hope yall enjoyed and are prepared for the TENSION AND SPICEEEE. omg its so tasty i cant wait. stay tuned! its gonna be so amazing. please comment and whatever to let me know your thoughts, wants and desires for this story! or just smth fun. i love reading yalls comments hehe comments + reblogs are greatly appreciated!!
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apollostears · 2 years ago
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SAY I’M UR LOVE #︎!︎
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❤︎ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 + 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): 𝐡𝐜𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦*𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚, 𝐲'𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐮𝐡- 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫
❤︎ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒎 𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆
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❥︎ aki never smokes around you. he’ll always go outside
❥︎ loves going grocery shopping with you. he doesn’t even care if power and denji tagged along. just the fact that he’s doing domestic things with you, makes his heart swoon
❥︎ always brings you home food. never has to ask what you want bc he knows
❥︎ reads to you! aki reads you to sleep sometimes. he often has a million thoughts running through his mind before he goes to bed, but reading to you helps him with that
❥︎ aki loves to stand behind you, almost like a shadow, with his hand resting on your hips, ass, in your back pocket, or w a finger hooked around the belt loop on your jeans
❥︎ he wishes he had a bigger tub bc he’d love to share it with you
❥︎ aki’s a morning riser but stays in bed twenty minutes more than he should, just to watch the way you sleep so easily in his arms
❥︎ absolutely allows you to do his hair ( he prefers it actually ) loves when you wash it for him too 🥹
❥ he loves to love you! he never thought he’d truly fall in love, especially with his work but he has you. and he’s ready to shower you in love
❥︎ picks up on your mannerisms and vice versa. it’s cuter when aki does it and power always teases him when he says/does anything similar to you
❥︎ went and got a ring for you after dating for ten months. really he knew after month two he wanted to marry you but was scared he’d scare you away 🥺 so now he’s just waiting for the right time
❥︎ has a playlist of songs that remind him of you ( plays it all the time )
❥︎ wears a handmade bracelet you made him, on his wrist and refuses to take it off.
❥︎ constantly dreams about retiring or working for the private sector just to be with you. but killing the gun devil is really important to him
❥︎ has an absurd amount of candids of you. had to get several disposable cameras bc he ran out of storage on his phone
❥︎ will NEVER pass on an opportunity for you to massage his scalp. NEVER. power and denji could be trying to kill each other ( he doesn’t care ) and he’ll stay blissfully ignorant in your lap
❥︎ is a 1000% a “my partner is tired so we’re gonna head out” member!!! honestly, he’s the club president likeeeee
❥︎ you could be across the room talking it up with kishibe and aki telling himeno that he’s gotta go. she seein right thru his shit but doesn’t press and lets it slide
❥︎ but everyone knows what he’s doing when they see him dragging you out as you fuss at him for ruining the talk you were having with his mentor.
❥︎ something about him having “no home training”
❥︎ i could keep going but like aki loves you, period. if you were a devil he’d have a contract with you that would require you to only be his devil contract and no one else 💀
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saccharineomens · 2 years ago
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A small Chainsaw Man Analysis
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They're referencing this post:
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(Sorry i can't respond to your ask directly, tumblr kept crashing)
LMAO ok Anon you win but I can’t promise this will be very articulate or coherent
Ok so when I first heard about Chainsaw Man I heard it was The Manga Of All Time and the anime has been Majorly Hyped and Everyone Loves It so I was curious. Then I went and watched the anime and I was like ‘huh ok I mean. It’s good but it’s not like mindblowing.’
Then I read the manga all the way to the end of part 1 and I understood.
So the world of Chainsaw Man is set in a Fucking Bleak reality. Like, overwhelmingly so. The fact that devils exist and can murder humans on a whim and it’s basically treated as an unavoidable inconvenience because how the hell can you stop them, really, when they’re functionally immortal? The best you can do is kill them, send them to Hell, and hope they don’t die there and revive back on Earth. The protagonist is a 16 year old orphan who sold parts of his body to pay off a “noodle incident” debt inherited from his father, and then the kid was murdered by the yakuza he owed money to because they decided they liked devils, actually, and didn’t want him around killing them. In CHAPTER ONE. Why would anyone enjoy reading about a story set in a world like this?
Because of Aki, and Power, and the family Denji created with them. It takes a while for the ball to get rolling in the story, because they’re strangers at the beginning, but any manga reader is gonna know what I mean when I talk about how they love each other. Denji comes across as a sex-obsessed, horny teen, but that’s just because he craves emotional intimacy and sex is the only way he thinks he could get it. The truth is that his shower/bath with Power was the exact kind of vulnerability and intimacy he was craving, and it WASN’T sexy. The narrative didn’t treat it as sexy. Denji even notes that it wasn’t sexy, to his surprise, but it was nice to be able to be vulnerable with another person. Then there’s Aki, who imprinted on Denji and Power so hard he straight-up was considering quitting being a devil hunter so he could just live a normal life with his new family. He was willing to abandon his obsession with the gun devil, something that he’d been driving his will to live for years, for them. It was Himeno’s death and the letter he read that made him realize that the life of a country mouse might not be so bad, if it’s with the people he loves. (I know that’s a loaded sentence out of context but manga readers know what I mean when I bring up the country mouse, right)
I bring all of this up to show how even in a grim, dark, depressing world like Chainsaw Man, there is hope; and that hope comes in the form of love. Love in a general, not romantic, sense. Love of having toast and jam for breakfast, love of a movie, love of a family.
Now, to Makima.
Makima is Really Fucking Goddamn Powerful. She is literally reality breaking, almost as much as Chainsawman. (For the purposes of this essay, I’m referring to Pochita/Chainsawman and Denji as separate entities.) Makima is able to control anyone so long as she feels she has power over them, and she has a contract with the fucking Prime Minister. That’s a terrifying power. She’s literally the manifestation of the fear of being controlled.
And that’s a lonely existence.
Pochita/Chainsawman says it himself. When you’re so powerful, you struggle to make connections with people. Either they worship you and put you on a pedestal, or they fear you. You can’t get close to anyone, no matter how hard you try. The only way Pochita was able to do so was because Denji had no idea who Chainsawman was.
Makima doesn’t show this emotional weakness of hers, because it directly opposes her powers. If people saw her as needing connections with other people, they wouldn’t respect/fear her, and she would literally become weaker as a result. (The same way that as Chainsawman becomes more beloved by the general populace as a Hero, he becomes weaker.) But there’s a point where we, the audience, get to see this side of her. In her date with Denji.
Quick recap (of one of the best chapters in the whole manga, thematically): Denji and Makima go on a date at a movie theater. They sit and watch like six movies in a row over the course of the day. The first five are packed with people and are funny/entertaining, but not very deep. Neither Denji nor Makima are very impressed with these. Then…I’ll just post the comic here.
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The final movie they see is more of an indie arthouse film. Most importantly, it shares an intimate, vulnerable moment between two people who hug. Denji cries because he sees this thing he craves, as I’ve elaborated on. Then he looks over and sees that Makima is also crying. We already know why, as Pochita said: she is unable to get close to anyone, due to the nature of her powers and the nature of her being a devil. Because of this, Makima craves connections with other people.
Makima straight up tells the audience why she’s doing the things she’s doing. If she has control over Chainsawman, she can have him eat other devils and create a world where those fears never existed. She truly, honestly believes this would make a happier life for humans. But the problem with that mentality is that in a world without bad things, in a world without fear…there’s no good things, either. How do you tell how “good” a good thing is, if you have nothing to compare it against? How can you tell that one in five movies is “good”, if you don’t experience the other four?
Why would anyone enjoy reading about a story set in a world like this? Because despite all of the horrible things that happens, love exists. It shows up over and over and over again. Love exists. It was there. It mattered. It was worth fighting for.
That brings me to the conversation between Makima and Denji I love so much, and why the end of Part 1 works so well.
Makima thinks that a world without bad movies fear would be better. She thinks that in this world, she could be loved. She thinks that in this world, humans could be happy forever because they never suffer hardship.
And Denji knows for a fact that that's wrong, because without bad movies, the good movies don't stand out. You can't say that jam and toast is a great breakfast if all you've ever eaten is jam and toast for breakfast.
And that's why Makima is tragic (because she's never experienced the love that Denji has, and never experienced the hardships he has), and that's why Makima is wrong.
And all of this, the whole conflict of the story, is summed up in three lines between Denji and Makima in a graveyard. It's perfect.
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gojos-espresso · 2 years ago
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A/N:Sorry for being horny on main but man Aki can get it.
Aki Hayakawa x AFAB!Gn!reader
Warnings: rough sex, fingering, oral fixation,sex by the wall, slight voyeurism, dom Aki, sub reader mention of cigarettes MINORS BELOW 16 MDNI
Divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more
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You waited in the hallway of the public safety division for your boyfriend Aki, who had a meeting with Makima. It had been a long time since you walked home with him. It was already 6 pm, a little late for you since you were used to leaving your office by 5 pm max. The sun was already starting to set. You glanced at your watch when you heard footsteps coming your way. You turned to your side to Aki walking towards you as he lit a new cigarette. "Aki-Kun!" You called out as you waved at him. "(Name) you didn't go home?" He asked as soon as he saw you. "I thought I'd wait for you! It's been so long since we went home together!" You replied earning a small smile from him. "Let's go" he says whilst grabbing your hand.
Your house wasn't that far off, just a 15 minute walk from the office. For the time being Aki was living with you because Denji burned down the Kitchen, which ended up almost burning down the building. "Ramen or Udon?" You chirp breaking the silence between the both of you. "Ramen sounds good," He replies almost nonchalantly. It had been a year since he kissed you on the bridge which ensued into a romantic relationship between the two of you. Both of you had had partners before each other but those were strictly sexual, nothing romantic.
You guys spent almost two hours at the Ramen shop, eating your full and listening to all the tea the both of you had to offer. You told Aki about Kishibe Senpai's secret crush on a devil hunter almost 30 years younger than him. While Aki told you about how Himeno barfed into Denji's mouth.
"Aah, that was a great date, Aki-Kun. I still can't wrap my head around Makima-san's plans but we'll just have to wait and see." You chimed as you both left the Ramen shop. "(Name) I need to stop by at the convenience store, can you wait for a few minutes?" Aki interrupted as he scratched the back of his neck. All the sinful images came to you. Oh how you missed his touches, his voice, and lastly his dick. You patiently waited for what was to come.
He was onto you as soon as you entered your apartment. Kicking off your shoes, he pinned you to the wall growling in your mouth as he groped your sides. The tension was there since the Ramen shop, his sultry stares, and the teasing beneath the table and that just heightened the mood. You locked your leg around his waist and ground on his crotch causing him to moan in your mouth. He ripped apart your shirt and yanked off the sports bra you wore. "These are just perfect," Aki whispered as massaged your mounds whilst kissing your collar bones as your free hand slid into his pants, stroking his dick. He sucked your nipples switching between them till he was satisfied.
The rip of the condom packet gave you butterflies in your stomach. Currently on your knees after you sucked him off, your mascara flowing down your cheeks. He didn't cum in you saying he wanted to do so inside you. Your panties were soaked to the point you could feel your arousal on your thighs. "Look at me, love," Aki called out softly as he grabbed your chin placing the condom in your mouth. You proceeded to take him in and wrapped the condom around him.
The decision to go to the bedroom was long gone, pinned right beside the door, Aki was pounding into you like a feral animal. With his fingers in your mouth and the other toying with your clit you were beyond gone at this point. "Aki aki" you chanted out his name in muffled moans as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear. The sound of the clinking of keys made him slow down, the sound of the crowd was coming right from the other side of the door. Panic almost engulfed you when Aki slammed into you hard his pace not faltering even a little. "Moan for me love" he demanded. "Let them hear the voice only I can get you to make" mind far too gone to think you complied. The thought of someone hearing you made your cunt tighten around him. You came with a scream with that his pace became sloppy as he came into you.
When Aki pulled out he left the condom inside you, the sight before him making him hard again. Covering you with his coat he led you to your room whispering how well you did. "Aki I want more" you whined. "Why don't we continue in the shower?" He replied a smug grin plastered on his face.
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mncxbe · 10 months ago
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omg!! LOVE THE NEW BLOG THEMEEEE💗💗 OH AND HEHEHE BACK WITH ANOTHER REQUEST FOR AKI.. since you made a new one!!!! prompt nsfw 4. one bed trope. aki. (I'm imagining that aki and Himeno scene lmwo) ilysm and all your writings hehshshudhu (That last aki fic was so beautifulpls) 😁😁🐑🐑💥
sheep my beloved hii♡ first off tysm i'm so happy you like the theme and the aki fic. and i'm very much hearing you out on this one👀
4– one bed trope
ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑𝒄𝒘: semi public, i got a bit silly at the end, slight degrading// it's implied that reader and aki had sex before
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"What's wrong Hayakawa? Can't sleep?"
The way the syllables of his name rolled oh so sweetly off the tip of your tongue made his skin crawl.
"I'm quite alright, thank you for asking, Y/N. Now go sleep" he said curtly in a hushed voice, trying not to wake up Power and Denji, who were sleeping in a bed on the other side of the room.
Aki took you, his newest patrol partner, and his roommates on his yearly trip to Hokkaido and rented a room at a cheap hotel. He'd hoped that Power would be willing to share a bed with you at least for a night, but she insisted on sleeping next to Denji, so he got stuck with you.
The situation was less than ideal– he could feel your ass pressing up against his pelvis as he spooned you. It also didn't help that you were wearing a tiny little top that barely covered your chest and some skimpy pajama shorts.
"Why are you so tense, Aki? Are you cold?" you asked sweetly, shuffling closer to him and fuck he swore you were doing this on purpose. His hard-on was pressed right against your ass.
His deft hand came to rest on the juncture between your hips and legs, preventing you from squirming any further. "Don't play dumb, I know what you're doing and I suggest you calm down before they wake up"
"But 'm not doing anything" you cooed, glancing at him over your shoulder and even in the dim lights of the room Aki could make out your mocking smile.
You really had the nerve to make fun of him after teasing him all damn night? Aki felt his frustration growing with each passing minute. Fine, if you wanted things to be that way, so be it.
"You little slut..." he mumbled under his breath and you could hear him fumble with his slacks. Hooking your leg over his hip to give him space, you pulled your panties to the side. "Sorry, Aki, ya know I can't help it with you... ngh–"
"I know, dumbass" he said affectionately, covering your mouth with his hand "But I don't wanna hear a peep from you, got it? Keep quiet"
You gave him a small nod, an unspoken promise, but the moment he alligned himself to your entrance and pushed his hips forward you moaned into his hand. Aki traced sloppy kisses up the nape of your neck, his lips hovering above the shell of your ear "Loosen up baby, you're too damn tight."
It didn't take long for you to get used to his length and Aki started slowly rocking his hips against yours, whispering hushed praises."There you go, this 's what you wanted baby? Good girl..." The mattress creaked lightly and you prayed that Denji's light snoring would cover the sound.
Unbeknownst to you, a mortified Power was listening. She'd woken up a while ago to go to the toilet but well... she couldn't exactly do that now. Or during the next hour. It's safe to say that from day on, she agreed to share a bed with you whenever you went on a trip.
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stellar-constellations · 1 year ago
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"I would've gave you a kiss if you asked!"
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        Jealous! (Y/N) x Denji (Hayakawa)
        (Y/N) and Himeno aren't on great terms!
        Underage drinking on (Y/N)'s part.
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        I stared at the door depressingly, three drinks already gone with not even a sip wasted, all drank by me. I sighed again for the 40th time that night.
        “What’cha so down for? Does alcohol make you sad?” Himeno questioned, slapping her hand on my shoulder.
        I groaned and pushed it off, ignored at the drunk. At least I can hold my alcohol better compared to her.
        “Shut up, cancer stick.” I groaned, rolling my eyes. “I was promised Denji would be here.” I sighed again. 
        “Oh. Interesting.” Himeno smirked.
        “I don’t like that look.” I grimaced.
        “I'm looking like this because I owe him a kiss.” She said proudly.
        “What?!” I cried out. “How? No fair!” I whined, verbally letting out my frustration and anger at her.
        Her out of all people? This cancer stick! She’ll have lung cancer by the time my liver wears down tonight!
        “You can’t be serious.” I sighed, already feeling tears in my eyes.
        Alcohol is a depressant on the nervous system. I’ll blame my tears on that if she sees me cry.
        “Hehe. Yup. Tongue and all. Denji saved me from the Eternity Devil.” Himeno chuckled.
        “Yeah, when Himeno gets drunk she turns into a kissing freak.” Some dude with a freaky stone face, Stoner (I've decided his name was), said.
        "Good to know..." I muttered, scooting a bit, not needing that information but now aware to be extremely cautious with her. "Get me a strong blue-raspberry margarita." I spoke, stopping the waiter walking past me. "Add lemons in it too, please. And vodka. I need this." I spoke, desperate to drink away my sadness, anger, and disappointment all at once.
        The waiter nodded at me confused and a little annoyed (this was probably the fourth time I've asked in for a drink in the last twenty minutes).
        "Haven't you all had enough? Pretty soon you'll end up like kissaholic over here." Stoner spoke. 
        "I'm not that drunk!" Himeno slurred slightly. 
        "Don't judge me." I spat out harshly.
        Besides, this is probably the only way I'd be able to drink underaged.
        That waiter finally came back with my drink. I took it, almost not bothering to say thanks, but I decided I should be a little polite so he wouldn't spit in my next drink.
        "Thanks." I sighed, keeping my eyes on the door as I threw the straw behind me and chugged half of the margarita glass. "Get me another, a way bigger glass too." I ordered. 
        "That poor waiter—you'll be working his sorry ass all night." A blond guy with a scar spoke, whose name will now be Mad Brows because of his weird eyebrows. 
        The door bursted open, a rowdy crowd of three entering the bar. 
        "Hey, guys!" I greeted optimistically, glad to see Denji with them.
        Denji sat down next to Himeno and I immediately stood up, forcing Stoner to scoot his ass over as I sat down next to Denji, placing my head on his shoulder so he’d pay attention to me instead of Himeno. He blushed, staring for a good twenty seconds as I looked up at him, then grabbed the menu, shoving his red face deep into the plastic.
        “Come on! You’re still so young, so order up and eat more!” Stoner said to Denji.
        “Fuck! I can’t read any of this stuff!” Denji shouted. 
        “I can help!” I volunteered immediately, removing my head off his shoulder and sharing the menu as I pointed out different things. “This is spicy sushi, this is karaage, there’s ramen, udon, fried rice, curry…” the list went on and on as I patiently explained to him everything and answered his questions such as “what’s this food?” and “well, does that taste good?” 
        He finally decided and ordered his food, getting the waiter to come get it. The waiter hurried quickly once seeing me and hesitantly asked if I wanted another alcohol.
        “Nah, I’ll sober up. Get me water instead.” I spoke.
        “You’ve been drinking?” Denji questioned, shocked. “I didn’t even notice! But I guess that makes sense now cause of your red face.” 
        “I have a high tolerance for alcohol thanks to genetics.” I chuckled.
        “Ugh. This is so boring! You want that kiss now, Denji?” Himeno questioned before chugging beer.
        “Really?!” Denji shouted, excited. I groaned, extremely annoyed and jealous of Himeno.
        “Fucking cancer stick…” I muttered unhappily as I slammed my head hard on the table, shaking it.
        “A kiss?” I looked behind me and noticed Makima appear from nowhere as she looked over Denji. “Are you going to kiss someone, Denji?” she questioned.
        “Of course not!” Denji shouted immediately.
        “Eh? Denji, you’re not going to kiss me?” Himeno spoke.
        “Of course I am!” Denji shouted.
        I huffed, rolling eyes yet eternally grateful that Makima saved me from the sight of a guy I really like getting it on with some drunk girl who can’t give consent.
        Everybody went on more about drinking, somehow Power and the others started to talk about IQ. I noticed Himeno point me a cheeky smile before dragging her eyes to Denji next to me. Her face was red from the alcohol but seemed green too, almost as if she was about to throw up. I glared at her, shaking my head her she smirked wider.
        She leaned in over me and I immediately stood up, grabbing Denji’s hand and lifting him off the ground with strength I didn’t know I had. I took a few steps back and immediately after I did so, she threw up.
        “Gross!” someone at the table shouted.
        Kobeni held in her own puke in their mouth Makima stared at the scene, slightly surprised.
        “That was close.” Stoner said as Power laughed.
        “Uhoh. Excuse me, can we get something to wipe it up?” Makima asked.
        “Gross! Gross! Gross! Denji’s a minor too, you sick pedo!” I shouted at Himeno, red in the face from anger as I held onto Denji’s hand tighter and walked out of the bar.
        “Woah! What about paying?” Denji questioned.
        “Forget that. It’s all on Makima.” I spoke. “Can’t believe she tried doing that to you! I promise you, since I can’t legally give you consent now, but I promise that you’ll get a proper French kiss like Himeno offered to you! It’ll be tongue and all like she said and it’ll be 100 times better than what she could ever give you!” I spoke, stomping angrily as we started walking to our apartment.
        “I can’t believe her! Also can’t believe you’d allow that from her! You know what grooming is!? ‘Cause it’s that! Same thing Makima’s been doing. You’re a perfect target for them it seems, so watch out!” I scolded.
        “Sorry.” Denji sighed out.
        “Seriously though. What were you thinking? You risked your life for a stupid kiss, I heard. I would’ve gave you a kiss if you asked!” I blurred out, before realizing what I said as my face became bright red.
        “Oh, really?” Denji teased, a sharp and playful smirk on his face as he leaned closer. “That’s really all I’d have to do?” 
        “Stop it, I still have alcohol in my system so there's no legal consent.” I sighed, adverting my gaze to anywhere but him. "Let's just go back to our homes."
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nariism · 1 year ago
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chaos makes the muse
pair. hayakawa aki x gn!reader
content: enemies to lovers, fluff, mentions of addiction and smoking cigarettes (negatively, i'm sorry smokers pls look away), reader is a little shit and aki is sick and tired, swearing
synopsis. aki's life is defined by bad decisions and terrible habits. it culminated in you. he's screwed.
wc. 6.2k (oops)
a/n: this is my preemptive apology for all the smokers out there who i just slandered !! i am so sorry i love you. this fic was meant to be experimental with tropes and dynamics i've never tried before, sorry if it's not entirely up to standard :') i really tried my best guys... enjoy!
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it started as a challenge.
it always starts as a challenge for aki — from the lit end of his cigarette to the place where it sits dangerously between his teeth. he picked it up as a bad habit from himeno. that was his first challenge; the way he'd adamantly refused to smoke but ultimately caved over a lukewarm bowl of ramen. what a depressing tale.
it wasn't meant to be anything more than a "why the hell not?" sort of defiance against the universe.
he hadn't been broken in by devil hunting yet and didn't need it as something to take the edge off. oh, how he wishes he could go back in time and slap himself silly.
day by day he found his reliance grew. an unpleasant itch in his throat, an insatiable craving that would slam into his chest and leave him breathless at the most inconvenient times. sometimes he would start muttering to himself in irritation when he got that familiar itch right after brushing his teeth.
as he got older and worked a little longer as a devil hunter, he grew less and less sane the longer he went without a smoke.
that was the second challenge; trying to focus on his jobs when his brain was buzzing with need. it was hard to stay sharp when he could feel the box sitting in his front pocket — agonizing, teasing, mocking him.
it's probably the reason he ended up in this mess in the first place, standing across from makima while she lists off all the ways he messed up on his last job. and the list is long. he must have really needed a dart.
so here he is, back turned to the door as he faces makima head-on. his fingers instinctively drum against the pocket of his pants, along the box sitting there, and all he can think is "i can't wait to get out of here for a smoke."
then the door swings open. a chill runs down his spine before he even turns around, because there's a certain air that enters the room unlike any he's felt before.
he's encountered the scariest devils out there. his whole family was taken out by a gargantuan gun-infested lovecraftian monster. but for some reason, aki gets an unfamiliar wave of horror that washes over him when he finally turns around.
"this is your new temporary partner until i'm sure you can be trusted alone on another mission."
and there you are. his third challenge.
you seem too relaxed to have been in this business for long, though it looks like you could only be a year or two younger than him. there's something about you that ticks him off. you're not a fiend — definitely not with how plain you are, but the way you're scowling at him as if he's a disease on this earth makes him second guess it.
aki can't even hear what makima is talking about anymore, too busy melting into a puddle under your heavy, judgemental glare. silence fills the room and aki is acutely aware that he's supposed to introduce himself, but you're too quick to speak and beat him to the punch.
"you smoke," is your deadpan and rather uncalled for observation.
"yes i do. and?"
you scrutinize him with a sneer, clearly disgusted.
"i don't like the smell of smoke. or smokers."
his jaw nearly drops at your bluntness. for the sake of keeping his cool exterior intact, he steels himself and takes a deep breath. it's fine. he knew how to deal with handfuls like you, like denji, like power. trouble kids. this would be easy–
"i promise you, i'll be uncooperative and keep you as a hostage in lower paying jobs until you quit."
"you... can't be serious?"
"dead serious."
"... and who the hell are you again?"
"i don't tell people my name."
"this whole mysterious act sucks. and your attitude sucks, too."
your glare sharpens at his words and you huff like a child throwing a tantrum. he almost wants to laugh at how your expression has changed. instead, he holds out his hand with a resigned sigh. "alright, alright. i'm sorry. my name is hay-"
you slap his hand away; a wordless warning accompanied by another look that makes him shrink back.
"don't care. didn't ask."
makima smiles, cruel and knowing. "i'm glad to see the two of you getting along. you're dismissed."
aki knows he shouldn't be mad at makima. it was his fault in the first place that the devil got away, and only because he was so distracted. this was a fair punishment for such a severe mess up. if this was her way of teaching him a lesson, he would just have to grit his teeth and bear through it.
he stares you down with disdain sitting under his tongue, bitter and unforgiving like the aftertaste of his black coffee in the morning; like having a mouthful of power and denji's burnt breakfast; like the tar that coats his lungs.
"fine then, be that way. nice to meet you, partner."
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aki's mornings start slow.
they always have, for as long as he can remember. he wakes up just after the crack of dawn, to which denji has called him sick in the head multiple times for, and spends his time unwinding before he inevitably has to go into work and be on high alert for ten hours straight.
it's a peaceful morning like any other. he's on his balcony overlooking the quiet streets of tokyo. denji and power haven't woken up yet, so he has at least a few moments of solitude (which he so desperately needs, by the way).
he cracks open a new box of cigarettes and shakes one into his hand. he's two seconds away from flicking open his lighter to start his morning smoke when–
"i told you i don't like smokers."
aki nearly falls off the balcony in surprise, whipping around to see the intruder. you're standing there with another frown on your face. he has to wonder if you can smile at all.
"how did you get into my apartment?!"
"huh? the front door. are you stupid?"
"but–" aki's head tilts so that he can peer over your shoulder. there's no sign of anyone else being awake to let you in, which means you must have just taken the liberty of waltzing on in here unannounced. "don't sneak up on me like that. i could have hurt you."
"why would you do that?"
"excuse me? because you just broke into my apartment, for fuck's sake."
"i didn't!" you argue back defensively, fumbling in your pocket to pull out a key. and in that moment, aki realizes something deeply, deeply terrible. just as makima had sprung the role of babysitter onto him with denji and power, she has now bestowed upon him possibly the most irritating human being ever born.
this can’t be happening. he couldn’t possibly get stuck with a third unbearable roommate. what kind of shitty karma does he have?
"i... i need a minute."
your tongue clicks in annoyance. "hurry up. i want to leave for work asap."
"just go in yourself. i can meet you there later."
"i don't have a car."
it's as if thunder claps in his ears. "you... don't... have a car..." he repeats back to you slowly, utterly defeated. "at least let me finish getting ready."
you eye the cigarette still held between his fingers with nothing but contempt. "i don't like–"
"yes, yes, i get it! you don't like the smell of smoke. you don't like me."
your face scrunches slightly as you fall silent. if he didn't think you were being such a pest right now, he might have thought you looked a little cute.
"it hurts my nose."
"you have a sensitive nose or something?"
"or something."
his eye twitches.
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aki very quicky learns that when you don't like how things are done, you're very vocal about it. and not only are you vocal, if he ever decided to be stubborn you would take actions into your own hands.
he can't count how many times you've stomped up to him in the middle of a job just to slap the cigarette straight out of his mouth and snuff it out with your heel. he's starting to get antsy because of it.
you're a menace. sometimes he even finds that a box of cigarettes he had purchased the night before has mysteriously ended up drenched at the bottom of the bath. it's infuriating.
he doesn't understand how someone could be so intolerant to a scent. he knew it was unpleasant, but he would like to think that he has impeccable enough hygiene to at least be passable. hell, even denji and power don't seem to notice or care.
(not that it's a very high bar to clear when it comes to them. denji once ate a kid's half-chewed leftovers off the table at mcdonalds and said it was a waste of food. aki was not pleased.)
it's not until he's known you for exactly sixty-two days that he learns the truth. two agonizing months of taking a single drag before you come over to him and snatch the cancer stick right out from under his nose.
aki isn't sure how he never noticed — the minute twitch of your nose when you were drawing closer to a devil. the way your shoulders stilled as you held your breath around denji and power.
he thought you were just a regular human being. he should have known makima wouldn't have paired him with someone normal. you were makima's personal devil tracker.
"it's this way," you tell him as you lead him further into the tunnel. it's almost pitch black. aki can't get a read on anything around him.
"how do you know?"
you look at him with an brow raised, like he just asked a really dumb question. "i can smell it."
"you can smell it?"
"i can smell it,” you repeat in confirmation.
"you're insane. there's nothing down here. let's just go back and regroup with–"
you suddenly swivel around, the flashlight in your hand beaming into his face. he has to cover them with a hand as he scowls at you for temporarily blinding him.
"no! it's here! it would just be easier to find if someone wasn't masking up its scent!"
aki's eyes roll into the back of his head at your little jab. "don't waste my time. i have better things to be doing than babysitting you down here."
he gestures dramatically for you to continue walking, shuffling around in his pocket before pulling out a dart. you glower at him distastefully.
"are you for real right now? you can't go 5 minutes without a smoke?"
he just shrugs, lighting it as he trails behind you. "if i need one then i need one."
"i can't believe you. you're seriously so childish," you sputter out, turning around to glare at him.
aki just sighs tiredly, blowing smoke into your face.
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he can't wrap his head around why denji and power have taken such a liking to you.
you're rude and blunt and shameless with your remarks. if he was irrational he might have knocked you out by now for constantly swiping darts out of his mouth.
your relationship is purely obligatory. there's a level of mutual trust between you and him; there has to be for the two of you to be a partially functioning team of hunters — but even then, you bicker. and as soon as you're home, you rush into your room in a flurry of curse words and bites that leave aki grumbling to himself.
he doesn't get it. there's not an ounce of appeal.
you have a plain style and an even less exciting personality. he also thinks you have an ugly attitude problem and act like a brat when you want something from him. he always caves, too, which is the worst part — it's some unawakened big brother instinct that he never got to feel as a kid.
he spoils you too much for your own good. 
don't want carrots in your curry tonight? fine. he doesn't want to hear you complaining about it, or worse, flinging them around the room with power. again.
saw something at the hundred yen store on the way home? whatever. it's just a hundred yen. if you want it then he'll buy it even if it's something as stupid as a charm for your keychain.
and he hates that you find it all so sentimental, the cheap little trinkets he gets for you. he absolutely loathes the fact that you lug them all around with you. they clink and jingle as you walk around, a clear dead giveaway when you're trying to be stealthy during a job.
(the kicker? it's so endearing that he can't even find it in himself to scold you for it. he despises you for making him even consider calling you cute.)
he should have grown a stronger resolve about this sort of thing. otherwise, he would have been coming home unscathed tonight.
he exhales in exhaustion as he watches you retreat into your room again for the night before he shuffles over into the bathroom and sits at the edge of the tub. he had just bought you a little bracelet with a bell charm on it, jingling with every step you took. it was a grave mistake to bring it into enemy territory.
as much as he would love to place the blame on you, he can't. not when you're so much less experienced out in the field than he is, and not when you were so reserved the entire ride home.
it was his fault. he should have known better.
you were eerily silent as you drove (he was in no condition to drive, so despite his reluctance handing you his car keys, he really had no choice). there was a look on you that was unrecognizable — something morphed between guilt and worry.
he usually doesn't smoke in the confines of his apartment, taking his cigarettes outside where it'll smell less. but he needs one badly right now, and who are you to stop him in his own home?
he catches his reflection in the mirror above the sink. it hits him then how much of a mess he is right now; hair disheveled and masking his vision, blood staining his white button-up, sweat sticking to his forehead and smoke rising to veil half of his face.
aki doesn't get paid enough for this.
"you look like shit."
his eyes flutter closed at the sound of your voice from the door. you invite yourself in, standing a few feet away from him with a hand covering your nose.
"smell like it, too."
"yeah, i bet," he mumbles, pulling the dart from between his teeth to blow smoke in your direction like he always does when you’re pissing him off. you wave it away with a scowl.
"that was rude."
"speak for yourself."
"you suck."
"did you come in here just to be a bother?"
your face twists and he almost bursts out laughing at the constipated expression you give him. you fumble a little with your sleeves, gaze falling to the floor as you stand there like a kid who just threw up and needs their mom to come clean it up.
"do you need help?" you ask him, voice nearly inaudible.
he considers it for a second before his eyes drift to the cigarette still lit between his fingers. "no. it's fine. it's probably better if you're not in here with me right now."
"but you're hurt."
"i've been through worse. i'm fine, really," aki raises a brow at you and your strange behaviour, "don't worry about it."
you're silent again for a moment as his words sink in. "i feel bad. i feel like it's my fault." you sound earnest about it, chewing on your bottom lip guiltily.
he exhales loudly in response, shifting his weight a little on the tub so he can unbutton his shirt. "okay, okay. quit making that face. it's creeping me out."
you huff at his words but surprisingly offer no rebuttal. you waddle over to him slowly, brows furrowing further with each drag of your feet against the tile floor. he watches you curiously as you rummage through the sink cabinet and kneel in front of him, body resting between his thighs.
if you can feel how warm he gets from the action, you don't bother teasing him about it.
your nose is entirely scrunched up now, though you do your best to hide your clear disdain for the scent of smoke filling your nose.
"you really don't have to do this. i promise i'm okay."
you leer at him stubbornly and he immediately relents, not in the mood for a petty argument. you work quickly and delicately, wrapping his wound in gauze. it's then that he realizes there's no tiny jingle of a bell filling the air as you move, and he looks down to see your empty wrist.
"for the record, it wasn't your fault," he says quietly, hand stopping yours. you don't try and slap it away this time, but falter a bit.
"... you don't have to try to be nice to me."
"i'm not trying to be nice. i'm just telling you how it is."
"but–"
"no buts."
your eyes meet his as you peer up at him. you stay still for just a beat before you're wrapping him again, careful not to nick his wound.
are you... crying?
it's subtle, the little tears gathering on your lashes. he might not have realized if it wasn't accompanied by the tiniest of sniffles (which makes you recoil back slightly with the intrusion of smoke filling your lungs).
oh no. he's growing a soft spot for you because of this. the most irritating human on the planet, and he wants to give you a hug so you'll stop crying. what the hell is wrong with him.
aki's hand plops onto the top of your head before either of you realize it's happening. he awkwardly averts his stare.
"don't cry. it's ugly on you."
and it really is, because why else would his heart be having such a violent reaction to it?
for a second he anticipates the sharp sting of your hand smacking his away again, or maybe you'll even be so angry that you'll tilt your head up and sink your teeth into him like a rabid animal. 
but you don't. you laugh — a real genuine laugh that makes him dizzy.
he's never been able to picture you with a smile on your face before. you always look feral, like you're about to launch at him and tear his skin off, or so tired that you can't even keep your eyes open anymore.
he sucks in a deep breath as he watches you laugh, blinking the tears out and wiping them up with your sleeve.
you don't say anything to him in response, instead giggling to yourself as you bandage him up the rest of the way. and he doesn't say anything either, not wanting to ruin something so special.
aki realizes that there's still a cigarette he's unconsciously rolling between his fingers. he hasn't taken a drag in so long that it's starting to extinguish itself. and despite the smell of smoke filling the room, you haven't stopped cleaning his wound and wrapping him.
he crushes it up in his hand and drops the ashes into the tub behind him.
he really should quit.
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there's a shift in aki in the following weeks.
it's almost palpable — the way he speaks a little softer. a little more tender. kinder. and you can smell it, too; the scent of smoke slowly disappearing over time (not entirely, mind you, but it's the thought that counts).
you first noticed it when you came home from mcdonalds with denji, fries stuffed into your cheeks as you blinked down at aki who was on his hands and knees wiping down every square inch of the apartment.
"come on man, we're not that messy for you to be doing all that..." denji complained while scratching his balls. but aki didn't dignify him with a response, dutifully using a sponge and warm soapy water to scrub at the walls.
you observed him in secrecy later that night, peering into the bathroom as he dumped out the bucket of brown water. he was scrubbing the apartment clean of two years worth of smoke.
it didn't end there. as the months passed, you started smelling it on aki less, too.
once he smoked he would shower right away, even going so far as to pull over on the way home one night and use a public bathhouse. when he could he would change his clothes, too. his sudden change in lifestyle made it significantly more tolerable to linger around him. no longer were you holding your breath until your lungs ached in your ribcage.
aki also took notice of your change in behaviour in response. it was easier to be around you when you weren't constantly whining about his smell.
he didn't think he was being so obvious in the way he was starting to enjoy your company day by day. you still gave him migraines like no other, and he couldn't stand your attitude. but he couldn't help but find your quirks a little charming, at least a bit funny if nothing else.
he wasn't aware that a very watchful (and perverted) pair of eyes was picking up on his signs.
it's a quiet morning with the fan blowing. you and power are still dead to the world and aki has just settled down to have his breakfast.
"so like, what's the deal with you two anyways?"
he glances up from his food with a tilt of the head.
"what are you talking–"
"cause i mean, i totally saw you checking out their ass yesterday." at denji's remark, aki almost chokes on his rice.
"what? i absolutely was not." he guffaws at the blond as if he's ludicrous.
"riiiight... so, you're not into each other then? what's with the looks?"
"what looks?"
denji makes it a point to be theatrical in his renditions of the previous night, sighing dreamily and fluttering his lashes.
"like that."
"... just eat your breakfast, man. you're imagining things."
"nah, but i'm not. c'mon, you don't like them even a little?"
"no."
"liar."
"denji..." aki strains the name out through grit teeth — a warning.
"what'cha guys talkin' about?"
god no. aki can't do this today. not right now. it's too early in the morning.
"we were just talking about how lovey-dovey aki's been lately."
"ohoho, so he finally admits it?" power sits across the table, suddenly interested in conversation.
"i didn't admit anything..." aki puts his chopsticks down with a frustrated sigh, "and what the hell do you mean finally?"
"he totally did admit it. and you should have seen the two of them yesterday—"
"dude, i'm going to kick you in the balls."
"let me have a turn!"
"will you two stop already? i'm getting a headache."
it's a horrible conversation, honestly. a terrible, horrific, unforgiving realization that they might be even a small fraction correct. 
this whole household is the bane of his existence.
this thought sticks with him all day; they're going to be the death of me. why me, universe? why me? it doesn't stop until he finally settles into bed at the end of his long day and lets his eyes slide shut for some well-deserved sleep.
there's laughter echoing in his ears, nothing more than a dreamy hallucination as he drifts in and out of sleep. it's sweet and rare and beautiful — he wants to capture it in a bottle and get drunk off of it.
just as aki is about to fall asleep, there's a gentle knock at the door. he stirs awake again with a soft groan, sitting up in bed.
"come in."
in you walk, hands clasped in front of you as you stare at your feet. "i had a nightmare."
he scoffs, but he's climbing out of bed and trodding over to you anyways. "what are you, a child? what'd you come to me about that for?"
"jerk."
he considers you quietly, focusing on the bags under your eyes and the way you shift uncomfortably under the weight of his gaze.
"well what do you want me to do?"
you chew on your lip for a moment. "can i sleep in here?"
"with me?"
"with you."
aki looks at you like you've lost your mind. "no," he says immediately. you wouldn't get a very restful sleep if you were suffocating in the lingering smell of smoke.
he expects you to put up a fight like you always do when things don't go your way. he even braces himself for the onslaught of names you'll call him.
it never comes. instead:
"okay."
quiet and resigned and tired. and he hates that it makes his stomach drop, because next thing he knows his hand is shooting forward to capture your wrist as you retreat.
"god, quit looking so sad. you're the worst," he tells you as he drags you back into the room and unceremoniously tosses you onto his bed.
"dickwad," you bite back weakly. aki can only roll his eyes in response as he takes half his pillows and blankets to make a temporary bed on the floor for himself. you watch him curiously.
"you're not sleeping in the bed?"
"you wouldn't be able to sleep if you were that close to me."
"... right."
"goodnight," he huffs, settling onto the uncomfortably hard wooden floor. a hush settles over the room and he assumes you've either fallen asleep or are trying to, until you start shuffling around for a couple seconds. he can hear your mouth opening and closing, as if you’re deciding whether or not to say something.
"what is it now?" aki sighs, rolling onto his side to peek at you. you're already facing him, balled up into the blanket.
"can i hold your hand at least?"
he gawks at you for a second before recomposing himself. it's just hand holding, who cares? not him. not even a bit.
(liar.)
"fine," he mumbles, slowly reaching up to offer his hand. you take it tentatively, fingers gently curling around his. his brain almost explodes into malfunctioning, heart stopping in his chest.
you blink at each other, gazes steady and unwavering. then your eyes flutter closed as you pull the blanket up and over the bottom half of your face.
"hayakawa?"
"what?" he studies you, watching the way your expression changes ever so slightly.
soft, relaxed.
"thank you."
some part of aki knows he shouldn't be trying to memorize every part of you like this, but he does it anyways.
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devil hunters don't get attached to others. they don't, and they can't. but aki can't help it. it was his worst habit — worse than smoking, actually.
he was always getting emotionally involved when it came to his partners. he couldn't go to sleep anymore thinking about the fact that you would have to go in the next day and face whatever horrible devil got assigned to you. there was a sickness that gurgled in his stomach when he pictured your ragged corpse, unmoving and lifeless at his feet.
it stresses him out beyond reason, even though you're in the next room over perfectly alive and breathing. and when aki is stressed, he reaches for a cigarette.
he thinks he's being quiet, and since you should be asleep he figures just one wouldn't hurt. so he sneaks out onto his balcony for a smoke, leaning over the edge of the railing so that he can observe the empty streets below.
for some reason, he hesitates for a moment as he brings it to his lips. he doesn't even get to light it before he's once again rudely interrupted.
"you're smoking."
it's as if you have a secret sense for when he's about to smoke. or maybe you can just smell them when he taps them out of the box. either way, it irks him.
aki sighs, hand slowly lowering and dangling over the railing. he doesn't even try to deny it as he glances over his shoulder at you. you're leaning against the door frame with your arms crossed. you don't seem as irritated as you usually do, instead regarding him steadily in slight defeat.
it makes his heart ache, so he flicks the unlit dart off the balcony and watches it disappear into the darkness of the street below.
"it's unhealthy, you know."
"i know."
"so why?"
"you think i chose to be this way?" in some ways he did, but he'd never tell you that.
silence befalls you as you join his side, resting your elbows on the railing. it's a calm night; a gentle breeze blows the hair from your face when you turn to look at him.
you wordlessly examine him, and he does the same. you’re more exhausted than usual, wilted like a flower starved for water. he knows it must be draining trying to keep up with someone in a special division — especially since you don't seem to be anything more than a bomb dog for makima, sniffing out where devils are hiding. he doesn't blame you for being so tired.
"hey," he frowns at you.
"what?"
"are you ever going to tell me your name?"
"no."
"seriously?"
"seriously."
he lets out a tiny groan of annoyance before he gets an idea. "if i quit smoking, would you tell me?"
you survey him cautiously. "i'd consider it."
aki runs a hand through his long hair in contemplation, looking out toward the complex across from his. "i don't get how people just quit on a whim. doesn't seem possible."
"they have stuff for that. like, chewing gum or nicotine patches or whatever." he huffs as you continue, "you just need to find something to take your mind off of it. something that satisfies your craving."
"yeah? way easier said than done. also, i don't know if i like being lectured by the likes of–"
"you'd be too irritating if you were addicted to anything else, anyways," you dismiss your own idea, completely ignoring the glare you're receiving from aki.
"you're annoying, you know that? worse than denji. worse than power, somehow." but he wants to take care of you anyways.
"am i?" you challenge defiantly, turning to face him completely.
"the worst. honest to god, i've considered quitting my job because of you." but he hasn't, has he?
"have you now?"
"what the hell was makima thinking, trying to get me to quit smoking by sending her tracker after me?" he should be thanking her, really.
you answer him honestly, voice quiet as you allow him to unconsciously enter your personal space in his rant of frustration. "i don't know."
he only realizes he's standing too close to you when your nose twitches slightly and your brows furrow — indicators that the faint but lingering smell of smoke on him is giving you a headache.
"sorry."
he starts to pull back with a defeated noise, but then your hands shoot forward and gently cling to his sweater. he looks at you inquisitively. you seem surprised by your own actions, too.
aki is forced to reconcile with the fact that he doesn’t want to take his eyes off of you. in his almost twenty-one years alive, he's never stood so close to someone before. it's taking a real toll on him.
a heavy fog of tension settles between you as you stand there, having a stare down both out of stubbornness and curiosity as to why the other hasn't pulled away yet.
"i don't know what's wrong with me... i don't think i want you to go inside yet. stop making me feel stupid," you complain, admitting your words shamelessly.
you watch as aki blinks at you before he shakes his head in exasperation. 
"what am i going to do with you?"
there's a smile on his face as he says it, tiny and subtle. you would have missed it if he wasn't slowly inching closer and closer to you. and you let him despite the suffocating smell of smoke invading your senses again.
it occurs to him that the only things he has ever kissed are his wounds as he dresses them in bandages, himeno when she was wasted once, and the papery end of a cigarette.
you taste much sweeter than any of them.
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maybe it was just easy for aki to fall into addictions. he was weak-willed in that sense. always has been.
and he always chose the absolute worst things in the world to get addicted to; revenge, smoking, and now you. he couldn't stand being in the same room as you anymore. not when he so desperately craved your lips on his.
it started as a casual thing; a small peck here, a sneaky kiss there, nothing jaw dropping. and you didn't seem to mind it all too much, allowing him to linger a little longer every time he leaned back in.
it was becoming a problem. a very serious one. he couldn't focus anymore. it was worse than smoking, so much so that everytime he wanted to reach for a box of cigarettes, he would end up coming to you instead.
there was something about you he wanted to preserve. a fondness grew in his heart, replacing the scream of annoyance that would fill his lungs and threaten to spill out every time he laid eyes on you.
you were something he wanted to keep. something to protect. someone to fill the silence when no one else would.
aki liked bickering with you. he found normalcy in it, as if he'd spent his whole life doing it. and sometimes it really did feel that way — as if he'd spent lifetimes before this one by your side.
it's why he clings to you so tightly when he almost loses you.
you're perched in his lap as he holds you, slowly running your fingers through his untied hair. the driver's seat of the car wasn't built for two people to sit; his legs are far too cramped to be comfortable and your knees are pressed harshly into his thighs.
he doesn't care. aki has never cared so much until he met you.
he's robbing you of air, clinging to you so tightly that you can barely move. he can hear you complaining against his lips, but he can't bring himself to stop.
"stop doing this to me," he hisses, knocking his forehead into yours so that he can stare into your soul. "it's ridiculous. i hate you. i hate you."
he kisses you again to bury the familiar lump growing in his throat.
"i told you to fucking stay put. why can't you just listen to me? you could have died. what would i have done then, huh?" you don't answer him, instead cupping his cheeks to try and calm him down.
"you're stupid and reckless and fuck — what would i do without you?" he closes his eyes when your nose brushes against his; a silent apology.
"i hate how much you mean to me, i hate your stupid laugh and your voice and how awful it makes me feel when you look sad. i hate that you keep all the worthless shit i buy you on the way home from work and i hate that you stand so close even after a smoke–" aki's jaw tenses to try and dam the outburst spilling out of him, but he can’t.
"–i hate that i love you. i hate it. i hate you. fuck! i love you–"
he's out of breath by the time he finishes getting his words out, his fingers digging into your hips almost painfully. you blink down at him as you brush the hair from his face.
he’s always so composed, even when he's being mean to you. it's rare to see him worked up like this. you can't help but smile.
"... don't just smile at me, idiot. say something," he pleads quietly, head falling against your shoulder as he keeps you in place.
he squeezes his eyes shut when your fingers thread carefully through his undone hair once again, raking the knots out smoothly. he melts in your touch until your hands leave his scalp and gather up his face again so you can look at him.
there's no tiny twitch of your nose. no furrowing of your brows. no stilling of your chest as you hold your breath. actually, he's never seen you so openly inviting.
"can i kiss you?" aki asks this time, voice hoarse.
you nod, and his whole world comes apart. he takes his time memorizing every curve of your lips against his, the taste of you, the little gasps of air you suck in as he seals his claim on you with his mouth.
"aki..." you murmur his given name against his lips, over and over and over. you whisper it between kisses that leave you breathless. and he swallows your voice, allowing himself to revel in the way his name sounds on your tongue.
he didn't smell of smoke anymore. he didn't taste like death and ash, either — he was just aki.
hayakawa aki, 20, professional devil hunter and resident cynic, who you're hopelessly in love with.
“aki?”
“yeah?”
"do you still want to learn my name?"
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angstigone · 4 months ago
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aki hayakawa had been acting strange, you thought while finishing the paperwork at your station.
it had started a week ago, when usually cold and collected aki had become strangely touchy with you. nothing disrespectful, it was just the sour expression he accompanied every gesture got you blurting:
"is anything wrong?".
he had looked so dejected that you had wondered whether his added touches had been purposeful but he didn't say anything other than apologize for walking in your space.
now, after that exploit, he had kept his distance as if offended. and yet, you knew it couldn't be so easy; there was a lingering gaze your way even when he'd keep his distance as if he couldn't keep his eyes off you.
the thought got you burning and awkward asking yourself whether he'd need something but couldn't ask you.
eventually your resolve broke and you confronted aki, by waiting for him to be finished with his own paperwork and stopping him at the exit of the public safety building.
«have you been avoiding me?».
it was like a deer caught in the headlights and for a moment aki's face didn't hide the genuine guilt he felt, making you feel like your hypothesis was right.
«... no, I just... you know how it is with public safety? it's a busy enviroment and...».
«if me asking you to back off the last time we talked was disrespectful, I do apologize» your discourse felt much better readied up than him, but you guessed that you hadn't been the one staring at you non-stop while pretending to be avoiding you «... either way, I thought that you made it painfully clear how awkward you...».
you stalled in your discourse as a look of pure horror downed upon aki's face and you couldn't help but worry that you had unsheathed some long-lost trauma, although the reason behind you... it went past your head.
and that was enough to make you insecure in your curiosity.
what if you had made a huge deal out of nothing?
what fi you made this about yourself when it wasn't?
«no no, I... am the one who should apologize».
you were taken aback by aki's tone as you looked at him promptly startled.
«... it's just, well it's just that I have been taking advice onto people... well, let's say that I shouldn't trust neither himeno nor kishibe onto love matters».
somehow what registered first in your brain was the actually funny image of aki asking himeno - and then kishibe - for help; it sounded hilarious, as they were probably the least people that you'd ever ask for a piece of advice on your personal life.
«you did what?».
«don't judge me» aki shot back, lightly bitter, clearly annoyed by you not taking all of this seriously, although there was also something else similar to embarassment as it dawned upon you that aki didn't have that many of close friends; aside you, you could count himeno only as he might be hanging out with a few of his former colleagues from division two, but it was always for work function and nothing else.
it made you frown lightly as you came to that realization and if aki noticed, he thought it out of displeasure.
«it wasn't like I could ask miss makima».
yeah, that'd be crazy and you never thought that you'd recover, although somehow the thought of aki asking miss makima for love advice... wait, love advice? love advice in which you were involved?
your eyes shot up to aki's own while they were firmly held on the ground as if he found suddenly interesting the blunt ends of cigs that littered the emergency exit for the public safety, that they had both taken to use as they'd be working through the night.
aki had been asked for love advice... for you.
although he hadn't spelled it out, it'd have taken an idiot to ignore that the touchy approach and the cool and distanced one were both two ways of flirting that you could retrace to your bawdy friend and to your collected master.
as if spurred on by the silence - an awkward silence - falling between the two of you, aki started to speak. or better... ramble:
«when I asked himeno, she told me that I should have been... forward but I don't know... it felt... weird and... uncomfortable... like I was pushing myself onto you» well, he put in a wonderful way «... and then well, kishibe said some macho shit about being aloof and distanced, which I don't know why I listened to because the sole women I saw with him...».
you crumbled in a fit of laughter that bordered on hysterical at aki's careful recount, as he rushed through all the details inevitably endeared and comforted by the recall of his reasoning; it was about you, but not in the way you had thought.
«what the fuck are you laughing about?» he said as a wounded predator about to attack the hunter that had found him in his trap «... I know it was fucking stupid but I thought...».
«you could have asked somebody else» you said once you sorbered up.
«who, fucking considering I have three friends and that's counting my superior, my crush and...».
«if you had asked said crush, they'd have told you that the best way to get through it was simply to ask» you spoke calmly, now all too aware that after your outburst aki was wounded and needed comfort. reassurance, even «... because I am not going to lie but I have been waiting for you to ask me out, but I always thought you were simply my... well, my friend...».
silence fell between the two of you and you worried for the most that you might have promptly misread aki's signs, although they were evident, terrible flirting comprehended.
«... it was that easy?» at aki's prompt burst of indignation, though, your entire body shook with laughter as you raised your head to find aki's eyes staring at you as if you had revealed to him the secret of the universe.
«fuck yeah» you shot back, slapping an arm athis shoulder «... like, for all this time I thought that... there was something, but also you saw me as just a co-worker or some shi...».
«you are definitely not just a co-worker» aki added gruffly, evidently collecting himself swiftly from his fully emotional moment «... so, ahem... should I go for it?».
you couldn't help but think it was cute how... worried and freeting he seemed.
it made you fall for him even more, although you couldn't go easy on him.
«... that depends...» you said, gently wrapping your arms around his shoulder to bring him up in a loose embrace «... don't you want to ask also miss makima for love advice?».
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mytheoristavenue · 4 months ago
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CSM Himeno x Fem!Reader 🍋 - Kiss Me Through The Phone
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Kinktober 2024 - I
Phone sex + Mutual Masterbation
Summary: After being ordered to bedrest following an injury, you can't but miss your kinda-sorta girlfriend while she's away. Luckily, Himeno always knows just how to cheer you up!
Warnings: Phone sex, mutual masturbation, fem x fem, sub!reader, mention of serious injury, angsty situationship, mentions of Denji, jealousy
You sighed, rolling over in bed. You hated this, being confined to your room, even if it was for your own good. Especially considering your team was out there, risking their lives without you on an important mission. Would they be okay with a man down? They did have Denji now, and that was something, you supposed. Who were you kidding, Denji was the MVP of your little squad now.
It's not like you were jealous or anything, of course you weren't. You were still a valued member of Division Four, even now that you were bedridden. You'd be back and better than ever in a few weeks, at least that was what you told yourself to bite back the depression and insecurity that kept crawling in.
It wasn't helping matters that you were caught in the love- whatever shape of this squad. You liked Himeno, she liked you and Aki both, he liked Makima, and so on and so forth. And now, she was flirting with the entire group, teasing Kobeni and Arai just to see them blush, and offering favors to anyone who could finish their work. She was even giving special attention to the flashy new recruit. It was like she was trying to make you jealous!
You couldn't help but wallow in self-pity, wondering what they were all doing without you. Had they finished the mission, were they getting dinner and drinks right now? Was Himeno getting drunk and handsy with someone else? Or did things go the other direction- were they all injured or worse? In hosptial? The unknown killed you and you couldn't resist pulling your phone off the charger and flipping it open.
Your thumb hovered over Himeno's contact before pressing the button. To your surprise, she answered almost immediately. "(N/N)! What's up?" You were right in the first place, she'd been drinking.
"Hey," you murmured softly into the receiver. "How's everything going?"
"Great!" She chirped with a giggle, lightheartedly fussing with someone in the background. "But, yeah, it all went great! Denji really tore that devil up!" Your smile fell at the mention and the realization of who she'd been talking with on the other end.
"He did? Give him my praise," You faked. "What are you guys up to now?" You asked, knowing the answer before you even called. You even mouthed the word silently with her.
"Celebrating!" She replied cheerily. "We're just getting dinner, then we're gonna stay at a hotel overnight. We'll be home tomorrow and we'll all come visit ya, tell ya everything!"
"Can't wait..." you lied with a sigh. You really only wanted to see her, not the whole damn squad. "Well, I won't keep you."
"Okay, bye-bye, baby, get some rest!" You couldn't help but blush at her words. She never called you pet names in front of others, only when the two of you were alone. She must be really plastered.
With that, she disconnected, her delighted giggling cutting out with a comment that made your blood boil. "Denji, down boy-!" You knew it was nothing, you knew it in your heart. Denji was a good kid at his core and he only had eyes for Makima. But still, he was a hormonal teenager and the odds of him rejecting the advances of a frankly gorgeous, doting older woman were slim. Fuck, you needed to go to sleep, you couldn't keep yourself up thinking about this.
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You were awoken by the obnoxious buzzing of your phone, accompanied by the generic poppy headache that was your ringtone. You groggily lifted your head and grabbed the phone, eagerly answering it when you realized who it was. "H-Himeno, is everything okay?" You asked, somewhat frantic in your sleepy state.
"I'm alone." She answered softly, sounding much more sober now. "Are you alone?"
"Always," You replied, swallowing dryly.
"Do you miss me?" She cooed, lounging on the silken hotel sheets, paid for by the company, of course.
"Always," You repeated dryly. "Do you...miss me?"
"Mhm, always." Silence rang through the line and for a moment, you worried she might have hung up, but checking the screen, you were assured she was still there. Maybe she fell asleep? She was pretty drunk earlier. "'m sorry..." Her voice suddenly reemerged, soft and sheepish. "I made you jealous again, didn't I?" You didn't need to answer, she already knew, and lying wouldn't do you any favors. "Denji was stealing food off my plate."
"Huh?"
Suddenly, it clicked for you. You'd automatically assumed she'd scolded him at the end of your fall for some perverted reason. God, you felt guilty. "He's a kid, I'm not interested." She finally said. "Just joking around. Besides, he's got tunnel vision on Makima, couldn't sway him even if I tried."
"Poor thing," you laughed softly, relieved, knowing how your boss could be with her 'dogs'. "And...Aki?" you asked nervously.
"What about him?" Himeno replied, rolling over onto her stomach.
"N-Nothing." you dismissed, deciding you didn't want to sully the moment. "Why'd you call so late?"
"'cause I really miss you..." She cooed, almost in a whine. "Hate going on trips without my favorite girl..." Ah yes, there it was, that world-famous 'Himeno Hospitality'. She always had a way of charming people, even when she was at her lowest, and you were no exception to the rule. You'd even say you were especially susceptible to her whims.
"You're horny." You deadpan with a sigh. You were elated of course that she'd chosen you to help get her rocks off, you just wished it was more than luck of the draw.
"Maybe a little..." She admitted sheepishly, slipping out of her work clothes, leaving them scattered wherever they fell. "Help me out?"
"Himeno..." you sighed, feeling conflicted. You wanted this- you wanted her more than anything, but this arrangement made you feel cheap.
"Please, sweetheart?" She begged once and you were convinced, but she persisted. "Please, need to hear your pretty voice, I miss you so, so much..." Her pleading was nearly enough to make you whimper on the spot and you couldn't keep yourself from shifting into a more comfortable position. "I can't wait 'til you're better, next work trip we're gonna share a hotel room, 'kay?"
"Mhm..." you hummed in response, breath quickening. "I can't wait, miss you so much, Hime..." you confessed sweetly.
"Baby, I miss you too, more than anything," She reflected your sentiments in such a genuine way that you could almost take it at face value. "What're you wearing, pretty?"
"S-Stripey pajamas..." You responded, a bit embarrassed that you hadn't worn anything sexier to bed, despite knowing you'd be alone. "Sorry..."
"Those cute button down ones?" She asked with a giggle, picturing you, lying in bed in loose-fitting pajamas, feeling yourself up at her command. "The ones you wore in the hospital?"
"Mhm," Your cheeks burned, thinking she was about to poke fun at you, but her words melted your resolve like molten glass, ready for her hands to shape.
"You look so tiny and cute in those, I can't wait to take 'em off you..." You could drool over her tone, saccharine and seductive, with a hint of intoxicated desperation. "Unbutton your shirt, baby."
It was as if her ghostly hands were there completing the action themselves. Before you knew it, your skin was slicing a path through the blue and white striped cotton, reflecting the moonlight. "Did you do it, baby?"
"M-Mhm..." you hummed bashfully, opening your shirt fully and exposing your chest, the cold air nipping at the summits of your breasts.
"So good..." Himeno cooed into the phone, her voice smoother than the sheets she was wetting as she pushed her panties over her bent knees, laying back in the pillows. "You know what to do now, don't you pretty?"
Oh, you knew alright. In an instant, you were holding the phone to your ear with a hiked shoulder, panting softly into her ear, needy hands pawing at your breasts, imagining it was her soft fingertips kneading them like raw sourdough. She'd touched you like this before, a few times after a few too many and you tried your best to replicate the feeling. "That's right, babygirl, play with those pretty tits for me," She purred, tipsy mind filled with images of your bare chest, so plush and soft and all for her. "Just like how I'd do it, please, please..."
You couldn't stand it anymore, it was all too much. Her voice, her words, her tone- you felt like you could have been in a heavier daze than she was, stone-cold sober. You couldn't wait for the go-ahead, slipping a hand down your stomach and straight beneath the hem of your panties. Your fingers fell into place so naturally, finding a perfect pace and pressure almost instantly. "Touch yourself for me, sweet girl..." Permission came into your ear much sooner than you'd expected and your cheeks ran hot like you'd been caught with your hand in the cookie jar- and in a way, you had.
"Already am..." You confessed in a whiney hiss, sure she'd give you a light scolding and demand you reprimand yourself. But Himeno was always full of suprises.
"Good fucking girl," She groaned, breath already ragged. "Always two steps ahead of me, that's what I like about you..." Her praise made your eyes roll back, softening you like butter left out on the kitchen counter for a recipe- and she was definitely making something sweet out of you. She was all too aware of the fact that you were the jealous type and she lived for these moments where she could turn you from sour to sweet with just a few dirty words. "Just keep rubbing that cute pussy for me, 'kay? Don't stop for nothing."
"M-Mhm..." Was all you could muster, too focused on chasing your high, though, ever the simp, you'd stop immediately and never finish if she ever gave the command. Luckily, Himeno was a kind woman at heart, if a bit misguided by her own whims, and she'd never deny you unless you wanted her to. Though she was in no position to deny you an orgasm right now, it'd make her a hypocrite.
"So close, baby," She whimpered, her fingers already beginning to cramp from the awkward position she held them in. She just had to scratch that itch in that special way, sore knuckles be damned. "Can you cum with me, sweetheart?"
"Tryin'..." You hissed, eyes squeezed shut, laser-focused on crossing that line in time. "W-Wanna so bad..." You were always so articulate, so it did so much to her to hear your speech lose that proper edge. You only got like this when you were about to cum or about to kill, there was no in-between.
"Oh, please, beauty, you're so close, I can tell," She spurred you on, her voice taking on a neediness that was unnatural for her. She must have been really desperate for you, you realized- an epiphany that had your head craning backward into the pillows, counting stars on your ceiling.
"Shit- ahhh...!"You gasped, tears pricking your eyes as your face began to numb and your lower half rocked with that all too familiar rush. "Fuck, Hime, cumming...!"
Your pathetic cries for her finally sent her over the edge, throwing her into a similar state. "M-Mhm, perfect, cum with me, princess!" She praised on her last stable breath, all following words dying on her lips in favor of pitiful whimpers that ascended in pitch the deeper she fell into the void.
After you'd both come down, there was nothing to be heard but pants and deep sighs as you tried to catch your breath. Drowsiness almost immediately overtook you both as the adrenaline began to fade away, and you were sure she'd fallen asleep again as you listened to her breathing even out. Suddenly, just as you were about to hang up, Himeno's exhausted voice came through again, sounding choked up in a way that thrilled and devastated you simultaneously.
"Let's stay on, wanna fall asleep with you." She suggested, emotion caught in her throat.
"Sure," you swallowed dryly, still huffing a bit.
"Also," she sighed, rolling over. The creak of box springs came through the phone as a chorus to her getting comfortable enough to drift off. "I was serious about us all comin' to see you when we get home, everyone misses you."
You'd thought she'd been joking earlier. Did your squad really miss you? "Do they really?" You asked with a tired smile, which she could hear without even having to see your face.
"'course, princess." She answered softly, reaching over to plug in her phone so it wouldn't die and leave you lonely in the dead of night. "Denji's just dying to brag to you all about how he killed that devil today. He's real fond of you, ya know?"
"Is he now?" You laughed weakly at the notion, noting all your annimosity towards the boy had seemed to dimminish.
"Yeah," Himeno snickered, throat clearing a bit. "Called you 'sis' today, what a sap!"
"Can't wait," you soften, rolling over as well, fluffing your overused pillow. You meant it this time, genuinely looking forward to seeing your colleagues the next day.
"Hey, I was thinkin'," She suddenly whispered, that frog hopping back into her windpipe. "When we come over and see you...we should tell everyone. About us, I mean. We should make it official."
You felt like your heart would leap plain out of your chest and you instinctively brought your hand up to your ribs just to ensure it hadn't. "Y-You mean...like tell them we're girlfriends? Are we girlfriends?"
"You wanna be?" Her question hung dead in the air for a moment and you hesitated to reply. You knew the answer, she knew the answer, but could you say it out loud? What if it was a trick? What if she just wanted a laugh?
"More than anything," you breathed bravely, holding air in your cheeks, refusing to release it until she responded.
"It's official then." You could hear the grin cracking across her face from her tone fo voice. "I love you."
"I-I love you too, goodnight, Him- baby."
"Goodnight, princess."
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mofffun · 1 year ago
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King-Ohger G-rosso S4
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Remember when the title is just the most… non-informative with "The Kings Gather Here[at G-rosso]!"? That's. That's literally the plot. Just glad to say all your sentai trope love is satisfied.
There are a lot more actor scenes vs action scenes I doubt if I'm in the right theatre, and much more than S3. Shame on me not having revised on last year's and without realizing S4 is exclusively scripted with the face actors in mind. Even the audio is voiced by the original actors. It's almost like a fan meeting with interactive games and all rather than a Sentai stage play lol.
[spoilers below cut]
(Livestream est. Mar 17, 17:30)
Stage show:
Minnogan broke out of the seal mysteriously and stole the crown lance.
Each cast member has a short sequence of action before transforming. Gira center, Yanma upper stage right, Himeno lower stage left, Rita middle stage right, Kaguragi middle syage left. Rita did the hand-behind-back pose transforming and Papi did the ep16 strike! Jeramie's entrance is all grand with sliding doors in the middle stage. Not just the set blocks sliding horizontally, the projected virtual background (Shugoddom castle platform) also rotates to different angles, so as a stage production, it feels like a level-up from S3.
Minnogan activated the castle spaceship and transported the kings to present day Tokyo, Theatre G-rosso. Yanma commented there seems to be a lot of fun rides, Gira and Kaguragi asked the audience what this place is. Rita remained at the back of the trope.
A kaijin introduced himself as the Magician and blasted them with a beam, the kings minus Giramie suffered a personality inside out. Rita is Idol Rittan, Himeno is yankee (so still violent), Yanma became a coward/shiokara/schoolgirl with pigtails and thick round glasses trope, Kaguragi a flirty jokester. Giramie remained themselves having avoided the attack. When the others stormed off, Giramie looked each other in the eyes and said, "I'll leave that to you." The trust! They are Parents™!!
Yanma shouted, "Yanma is scared 😭" and ran off stage. Rita was the first one that moves versus when they were usually the last. Yuzuyan Rita just immediately switched to the idol voice and came down to the lower stage keep waving at people. When Himeno walked off the scene, they went after her going, "Eh~ don't leave (without) me, Hime-tan!" You can practically see the bottom half of Rita's face 😭
Cut to Rittan chasing an angry Himeno to practice for their Idol act. Rittan turned to the audience and said, "You want to see Hime-tan as an idol too, right?" Jeramie caught up to them and the magician kaijin challenged them to a game to get back to normal.
Kaguragi, Yanma, Gira: Kaguragi became all frivolous with a different tone of speaking (a bit like Ryuta Den-O/Gaon Zenkai). After some routine pick-up lines, Kagu caught up to Yanma, put his arm around his shoulders and said, "How about we have a good long talk, just the two of us?" *wink* Yanma tried to crunch himself as small as possible holding his own hand. HE HIT KAGU WITH A TINY FIST AND SAID "WARUI OTOKO (Naughty guy...)" AND STARTED GINGERLY TOUCHING HIS PECS. Gira arrived just in time for this and said "Are they dating?"
The game is a simplified Flappy Bird but Moffun. Rita's version of Moffun's song played in the background and Rita danced slightly along to it. The audience had too keep clapping loud enough while Moffun (an acutal person is in there moving its arm and legs while in the air) was hanged up by a wire and transported across the stage from left to right. (edit: Yuzuyan sang the Moffun song live instead of a recording. Moffun's arm could be waving because of wire work)
There's a progess bar and game background on the screen too. Of course Moffun fell down half way, Rittan snapped back into the judge voice and yelled at the audience not to drop it (Live Rita scream!!). Jeramie smoothed things over by calling it a practice to make the kaijin give us a second chance. We won the game and they got back to normal. I don't think they have clear memories of their behaviour, but just a vague sense. Regular Rita said, "Feels like I embarrassed myself..."
Kaijin appeared and challenged Gira to a game. The kaijin would call for different poses and Gira had to follow while the rhythm accelerates. Round 1 had Yanma doing rabbit ears and Kagu a tiger's jaw with his hands (like zyuoh shark ED pose). Gira's pose is spreading his arms with the evil laugh act.
Since Gira passed Round 1, the kaijin made the game more difficult by changing the poses faster. Round 2's Yanma's pose is Idol Rittan and Kagu did push-ups. Gira's the same so this session is just watching Taisei got up and down >D< Gira's the one most frequently interacting with the audiene. When they changed back, Yanma was shocked he was standing with his feet pointing inwards. Kaguragi said, "Hmmm, can't tell why but I feel an affection for Yanma-dono."
The six kings regroup. Minnogan summoned Dugded and the kings turned on each other. Gira was not affected but he had to fight off Jeramie. They were quickly de-transformed and appeared pinched.
Prince and Kyoryu Red descended from the middle block and ziplined to the rescue! Prince very naturally said "Otou-chan" >D< The Kyoryu pairs led the audience into a cheer for the King-Ohgers.
The kings regained strength while Dugded revived the Jesters to fight them. Gira transformed with the crown and they did the ep33 crossover roll call.
Yan Hime vs. Hibill & Glodi. Kagu Rita vs. Goma & Kamejim. The pollinator fight is amazing. They kinda ran up the audience blocks up to the last block and zipline back down??? and then they defeated them combining their "King's Proof" techniques. Jeramie and Prince fought Minnogan while Gira and King fought Dugded.
They won, detransformed, did the fist bump circle from ep39, and the kingoh dance.
After talk:
I was at Feb 4 16:00 & 17:30. Both sessions are the same.
The kings invented a game called "King-Ohger Game" (HKers call it "Ping! Pang! Wah!")
The players are in a circle and point to a person while saying a command. You have to say/do the correct response in sequence or lose.
Person A points at B, A says (First Name)
B -> C (Last Name)
C & Everyone (pose)
C -> anyone else *repeats*
The commands and poses:
Gira -> Husty -> "Jaku no Ou!" (thumb & forefinger out pointing the front)
Yanma -> Gast -> "Souchou!" (yankee fix hair both hands)
Himeno -> Ran -> "Kawaii" (this but smiling)
Rita -> Kaniska -> "Saibanchou" (stabs sword to ground)
Kaguragi -> Dybowski -> "Ou-tono!" (pose)
Jeramie -> Brasieri -> "Otto?" (two palms up on side + head shake)
The kings were in this line up 💙💛❤🤍💜🖤 at introduction, but Rita said they are serious about the game and need to see better with their only left eye so they mvoed all the way to right -> 💜💙💛❤🤍🖤. Yuzuyan even flipped her hair a bit and showed the blue eye (me dead at the coolness)
The kings formed a semi-circle to start the game. The audience was supposed to follow with the poses but the cast apparently was just having fun themselves XD. They kept getting faster and faster until it's Wings targeting each other. Yanma lost the game and Rita immediately stepped forward to announce he lost. Yanma asked "Seriously?!" (feels like it's the actors at this point but it still fits their characters lol)
The penalty is a mimic game. Aoto need to do Boon. He skipped to stage center. "Gira nii-chan~! Advent! King-Ohger!"
In the 17:30 show, Erica lost twice. She said the first time is practice but admitted it the second time. She did Suzume's "Help! Shugo Kamen-sama~!!"
After the game, Jeramie asked the audience if they like each member respectively, but paused at Gira's turn. He only asked when Gira said "What about me?" Then he also asked if we like Miss MC (so MC can ask if we like Jeramie). When everyone says "Daisuki", Jeramie gets to say "Me too <3" 😭
At the final bye-bye, Himeno is always pointing out "I see you!" at the fans. Gira will say "ギラだよ!" at the little kids. Giramie did a 🫶 with each other!! REAL. I heard the fans behind me said "There's so much Giramie (<-exact word) in this show" upon leaving.
Conclusion:
Can March 17 comes faster because I need to see this show again. This show is SO worth the price as a fan meeting.
I didn't fact-check this but twitter were saying Takada Masashi is listed in S4's credits. I don't know if he's in the Kumonos suit or in a supervising role but Kumonos looked significantly buffer than before and quite close to TV to my untrained eye. Another thing is I find Jeramie's mantle is much longer than I thought? I thought it just passed his hips but it's almost at his calf.
There were real fire shooting up and the theatre did turn completely dark for a bit so I see why baby kids would be scared. But as an adult I had a LOT of fun seeing the action so close in person and apparently the cast is having a lot of fun too.
Ticketing & seating:
(previous guide)
S3: I booked a general lottery round through proxy and got two permium through twitter. Possibly because most people has seen it, tickets weren't hard to find.
S4: I did not book anything but general lottery round were available on twitter for Saturady (2/3). Permium is hard to find because Jeramie is really popular now his badge is complimentary to the Permium ticket. General Sale opens one week before for Feb S4 (and two weeks before for March). I managed to find tickets in the first block just hopping by a 7-11. (Note: sale starts 1/27 19:00 but choosing your own seat only works after 1/28 0:00) There are still tickets in the middle and last block on the same day. The later the shows, the least crowded from my observation. Saturadays might be easier to get tickets but if you want to feel the atmosphere with kids cheering around you, choose a Sunday show.
Since it's about seeing the actors, I'd still advise seating yourself as front as possible. Even on the far left or right, you can still see the whole stage. I think the ideal distance is Row E or F because down on Permium, your view to the middle stage will be blocked and your neck's gonna hurt staring at what's happening at the ceiling.
Another good seat is any walkway seat or Row L so the suit actors run next to you. Seating at the second block isn't too bad this time because S4 has actors running/descending from as far as Row T.
Both S3 & S4 face actor sessions require real-name registration on the ticket. You have to input a name and a JP phone number at the combini machine, but they don't actually check it upon entry.
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Ohsama Sentai King-Ohger vs. Donbrothers/Kyoryuger MOVIE SPOILER
Somehow I feel like I went a little all out
Basically both story wasn’t that slow pace it was like totally immediate let get to the story if need recap it very simple and short. Both have a lot of references to main story. If I have to say Donbrothers was ridiculous but it fit them and Kyoryuger was a little more serious.
(If anything is wrong I apologize, also I tend to jusr comment at certain part as I am typing this so…yeah you can ignore them. If there is mistake in name sorry I wrote it after the show which was late.)
Kingohger Vs Donbrothers
It started with Jeramie narrating then it show the scene at Hakabaka where both team are facing off of course he mention they all dead.
Then it was Haruka turn to narrate and she mention they found themselves in this strange land and yes they are all dead.
Both of them narrate about wondering how it like it came to be like this…where it brings to Shungoddam.
Apparently Gira with the rest of his soldiers plus two Kuroko doing Mochi! Douga was like please try the mochi in which Gira ate it.
It just then Tarou appears saying he got a delivery for Gira who suddenly started choking on the mochi.
Douga was alarmed then Tarou tried help out as he put his hand into his mouth but say the mochi is like really stuck far inside of him. Douga push him away thinking he wasn’t helping. Then well Gira die…
So Tarou leave only to see Shugods (THEY WERE ALL THERE STACK ONTO ONE OF ANOTHER I DONT KNOW WHY BUT IT WAS SO CUTE) especially Kuwagon then he remembered Gii-Chan! (Haruka reminded people who Gii-Chan was that was Kabuto beetle who was his only friend)
Apparently he thought Gii-Chan could be here so he ask Bun if he know where he could find him. Bun say he could be in Hakabaka.
So Tarou lie that he hate Gii-Chan, (Haruka then explains that he cannot lie if not he die) so Tarou die.
Afterward it went back to Donbrothers world where Haruka and Sononi were trying to find inspiration for a manga. (If i remember correctly) they saw Tsubasa & Sonoza being chase by your truly (Takada Masashi!)
Only for accident to have happens where a lorry had hit into Minoru Ono (the guy who turn to Hitotsuki a lot)
Jiro, Saruhara & Kijino appears at the scene follow by the other four. (Takada) ask them to call ambulance apparently nobody had their phone. Suddenly Haruka got inspirational about Isekai that Minoru Ono suddenly got up & change into Ohsamaki then a door open sucking them all into it.
Tsubasa & Sonoza fell into Shugoddam then somehow Sonoza suggested they should start a new where nobody know them. Just when Tsubasa was about to agree, a Shugoddam solider appeared (Takada again 😂) then say they are criminal. Apparently they are wanted in Shugoddam (apparently someone look like them?) so they ran.
Scene change to where Yanma & Jeramie were at N’Kosopa. Yanma had ask Jeramie to read a book only to get prank as he open it only to be punch. (Like jack in a box) Jeramie swear he get his revenge only for Saruhara to appears out of nowhere.
He ask them where he is, Yanma answer him but he conclude he shouldn’t think so much about it. He did a Haiku only for Jeramie to be impressed.
Both of them were like getting all buddy up leaving Yanma to be clueless what going on.
Move on to the next scene whereat Ishabana it reveal Himeno & Rita are watching a new Moffun episode? Movie? Rita was too moved by it and Himeno was concern. Funny thing both Haruka & Sononi were observing them and they intro themselves.
Then somehow Haruka & Rita got into fight about Moffun & Sononi was on Rita’s side but Himeno was on Haruka’s side.
Ohsamaki appears in between the arguments but no one pay attention to him.
Cut to where Jiro had somehow force his way to see Kaguragi to ask where is he. Only for them to be taken back on each other appearance (Mostly their muscles 😂) they were impress with each other body.
Then next was were it show Kijino with Racles & Suzume. Apparently I think Racles was telling Kijino he probably from another world? Only for Kijino to freak out not being able to go back to his Miho.
Suzume was affected by it (like she can’t imagine being away from her love one) that she got too lovely with Racles who was like embarrassed trying to get her stop because they had a guest.
Kijino got overwhelmed despite saying he ok with it end up wanting to go back. Then Rackes suggested he find Kingohger. Also mention how it could help him then he show him on the little tv he had on the Kingohger mecha. It trigger poor Kijino’s memories (Episode 45 of Donbrother) about being defeat by it (he found it super scary) he practically broke out of the cell and run out.
Go back to Yanma Saruhara and Jeramie. Apparently the two were too preoccupied to realize Yanma put the lie detector on them. Then apparently they were commenting how they understood and appreciate their arts (basically Haiku and read btw the line) only to get electricity shock. Yanma was so proud of himself saying how there is no way they would agree with each other. That he didn’t realize that they had grab hold of him so he also got shock. That how they all die.
(From here I forgot which scene came first but yeah)
Cut back to Kaguragi & Jiro having a sumo match apparently…(They are both half naked 😆) Kuroda started the match then they clashed into each other. Only to knock each other off their feet and somehow…they both die.
Then it was in Ishabana the four of them were already knock out well killed (not sure how 😅) Ohsamaki mentions like he did something but I forgot. (Maybe delete scene would explain this?)
Kijino die due to the cold, Tsubasa & Sonoza die from falling because they were being chased and fell into a hole from the bridge when they weren’t paying attention to where they are running.
Back at Tarou and Gira, Gira blame Tarou for his death but he say it the mochi.
Soon the rest started appearing slowly…
Saruhara didn’t take it nicely that Jeramie actually didn’t like his Haiku? He pull Tarou aside saying they are enemies.
Jeramie was upset he didn’t read in between the line.
Apparently Jiro & Kaguragi pop up out of nowhere all set to redo their fight.
Then slowly the rest all appear where they took their place beside their group.
Then they started the fight.
Saruhara was fighting Jeramie & Yanma at N’Kosopa he commented it wasn’t fair 2 vs 1. Afterward Kijino came to back up & he was talking about how horrible the King-Ohger mecha was 😂 (Poor guy like traumatized)
Then in Ishabana Haruka & Rita were fighting while Himeno & Sononi and they were still fighting about Moffun.
In Tofuu Kaguragi & Jiro resume their sumo fight even while discard their weapon. At one point Jiro switch Torabolt then sort of surprised Kaguragi by jumping onto him.
Meanwhile…apparently Tsubasa & Sonoza were like ehhh what to do? Only for Ohsamaki to appears piss off nobody pay attention to him. He practically just stop all their fight forcing them back to where Tarou & Gira are fighting who then agree to postpone their fight to defeat Ohsamaki.
Just before they can start the fight Zenkaizer Black appears saying he got something nice. Reveal the parcel (that Tarou supposed to deliver?) it was crown that spilt into two. Thus allowing them to power-up. (Kaitou just disappear afterwards 😅)
They both started laughing…and laughing and laughing until Tarou tell him to stop.
Tarou then told his group they are going to do their roll call? It not really roll call more like just stating their group name (which I don’t remember what term it was…since usually they do roll call with it 😅) Apparently they were on their usual Tower while funny the Kings were watching from below.
Then Gira wanted to show off also their group however he got totally ignore…Donbrother went straight to battle and the rest of the King join in that Gira gave up and went with them to fight.
Back in the Donbrother world Minoru woke up before (Takada) gave him mouth to mouth 😂
After the fight was over, they didn’t feel like fighting. Like there was some misunderstanding between them. Then somehow Jeramie was like we should like get along & make up or something like that however nobody was in the mood or wanted too. Much to Gira surprised & it was hilarious they all just disappear back into living world leaving Gira & Tarou by themselves.
Both of them wander a bit longer until they saw Oden stand and when they enter…Sonoi greeted them.
(Yes everyone…IT SONOI HE APPEARED!)
Both of them ask Sonoi what they wanted to do one is find Gii-Chan another is to go back to land of living.
So of course Sonoi questions them he didn’t give them an answers. They found it themselves then Sonoi asked what they wanted from Oden.
Tarou-Shirataki
Gira-Daikon
When they found it delicious they return back to land of living. Then it reveal by Sonoi actually Gii-Chan is really in Hakabaka.
Cut to Shungoddam, apparently all the Kings were around as Himeno was telling Bun he is only one who can take out the Mochi that stuck in Gira.
Once it was remove Gira came back to life then everyone went over to eat some Mochi. (Yanma was about to leave but Kaguragi stop him)
Then Tarou reappeared insisted on the delivery. Douga was like YOU AGAIN?!? (It was hilarious) Gira say it fine then went over to Tarou to accept it. Then I think Tarou said they made a bond? (They never reveal what in the box but I think is still the Crown)
Then credits started and somehow…Donbrothers are like sight seeing the other countries 😂 also there was small part in Donbrother world along with Suzume & Racles! (Don’t remember the order so I am just going to say all scene credit scene)
Credit show that Minoru & (Takada) talking then Murasame just swing by them (If you can watch back in beginning he appears in the crash under one of the tire from the Lorry, the director mentions it)
Suzume & Racles were having lunch? Dinner? Suzume fed Racles then she was like hinting to him to feed her too. Racles tried but couldn’t then admit he can’t yet Suzume kept hinting waiting to be fed. (They are very cute 😆)
N’Kosopa apparently they saw Tsubasa & Sonoza wanted poster being showcase. They were just walking on the bridge.
Ishabana Saruhara was trying write a Haiku under the Sakura only for Haruka & Sonoza to push him away to show off their dresses.
Tofuu they were offer a feast tons of food.
Gokkan…apparently they were playing with the seat like it a swing 😂🤣 Rita scream in frustration. Tarou apologized and apparently Kijino was snowball for some reason…
Then they were back at Shungoddam where they had a lot of like Souvenir before saying they could give it to Kyoryuger (I was like EHHHH they probably same more stuff but I blank out)
End…
Kingohger Vs Kyoryuger
I am going to comment it was confusing 🤣 jump here and there the timeline. However it EXPLAINS a lot of some plot hole in the main series.
It started with where Uchu Gira were about to execute Yanma, Himeno, Rita, Kaguragi and Jeramie. He was like demanding the people who causing trouble for him to appear.
Soon King appeared then transformed and Uchu Gira did the same. Utsusemimaru was watching then knew he needed go back to Plezuon where Yayoi was waiting for him. Then Chikyuu look like it got destroyed?
I think they went back to their world then Utsusemimaru went to investigate because something was wrong.
Soon Utsusemimaru found out they were in future when Ami pull them aside and ask him to take Prince back into past like how King told her Utsusemimaru would appears to do that. (Of course Utsusemimaru was stunned by the news but overjoyed)
Once back at Plezuon, Yayoi was in totally disbelief of Prince being son of King & Ami (or she just don’t want to think it possible).
Then while Yayoi was doing necessary arrangements to go back in time, somehow Utsusemimaru end up interrupting her work. That they went through another time and Utsusemimaru sort of fell out.
It show he was in 100 years later…(Zyuden Sentai Kyoryuger: 100 YEARS AFTER)
Yayoi drops Prince off first while she go find Utsusemimaru.
Prince went off to find the rest but was clueless how to do so until the enemies attack. He tried to defend the civilians only for Souji to appears helping him out.
Prince was happy to see him then pass him a letter written by King his dad. Souji was definitely speechless but he did help train him.
(I honestly forgot when they reveals this part but I think it here?)
It was reveals that King, Utsusemimaru and Yayoi were fighting Dagudedo then he took interest in King and made him apart of his collection. He captured King into amber stone (one like Shugods soul almost) then send both Utsusemimaru & Yayoi away. Just as Dagudedo decide to go back to Chikyuu (Ohsama’s World)
Apparently went Utsusemimaru finally got back, Ohsama already help Kyoryuger to defeat the enemy.
Utsusemimaru was so happy that when after they had send the Ohsama off. He hug Prince only for Prince to start fading away.
Utsusemimaru bring him back to Plezuon where Yayoi was thinking something happen to timeline or something. As Prince call out for his dad for help.
Utsusemimaru panic because he couldn’t save King that time and was upset at himself that he once again accidentally hit into Yayoi sending them to not sure what time.
It cut to Utsusemimaru in Shungoddam who was trying to find Dagudedo because of Prince. Then he witness Young Gira & Young Racles where Gira was eating Rainbow jururira. When Racles left, Gira was upset he finished it and wanted more Utsusemimaru took pity on him and somehow…found a whole tub of it (Where did he find it?!?) he gave Gira just as Yayoi call him back to tell him they are in the past to get back immediately.
Afterward they went back in time to Chikyuu 17 year later? Then somehow they saw an image where Young Gira lost control and grew up defeating Dagudedo on his own. While they were puzzle wha happens just as they arrive to their destination things aren’t what it seems to be.
Utsusemimaru & Prince were a bit at a lost then suddenly Jeramie suddenly appears asking if they were finding people apparently he was willing help them find them. Also He refer himself as Jera-Chi & apparently use a lot of English words. He told them to Come on like follow him.
First they went to N’Kosopa, the scene show Shiokara apparently piss at Yanma probably he did something wrong. Yanma wore his glasses then got onto his knee and was totally apologetic to him saying he will make up for it.
Jera-Chi explain Yanma wasn’t able to do well with technology then fail so he just scrapping through odd job that sort?
Next was Ishabana where it reveal that Himeno is flower girl. Apparently Himeno’s selfishness wasn’t like ignored so they didn’t let her do whatever she wanted she got thrown off throne thus she became a flower girl.
It shown she tried to sell a flower to Sebastian but he treated her coldly pushing her out of the way then she fell as her stomach growls she desperately decide to eat the flower since she can’t sell it. (Marie-San really ate it…)
In Gokkan, Jera-Chi say they like in for a treat as Rita was performing.
Rita step down of Saiban-Cho due to mental illness and became a top star in singing & dancing. They value their freedom a lot. (They felt super free)
Also yes they were performing Moffun song in different tone & dance. (We are so rob from getting actually Rita’s song 😭) it was like super elegant how they performed it they sang it in their usual character voice?
Morfonia became their biggest fan. Edit: She fainted after their performance 😅
In Tofuu
Kaguragi was hated by other country for his lie and deceiving he got overthrown then now do like rig Sumo match with his sister arranging it. (He can’t seem to escape Sumo 😂 both film has it)
Prince was totally at lost because they are all so strange. Then he mention about wanting to find Uchu which like Jera-Chi bring them (if I remember correctly I forgot this part)
They went back to Shugoddam where Gira appears with the other Uchu Jesters. Jera-Chi bow & refer to Gira as Gira-Sama
If I am not wrong Gira was apparently questioning who were Prince & Utsusemimaru. Then I think he was like curious why they were looking out for the four of them probably he thought they causing trouble somehow he reveal he had capture them. (Honestly this part I was a little blank out what happen 😅)
(Also I want to comment I wish they show their personalities moreeee like how they interact with each other but oh well…)
When thing was going grim King suddenly appear out of Minongan. Then he rescue Utsusemimaru & Prince by calling Yayoi to pick them up.
Once they regroup. Prince was totally fine, then Utsusemimaru & Yayoi was wondering how was King ok.
King reveals he had witness Ohsama defeat Dagudedo then he broke free of his amber when he heard Prince calling out for him.
He went to find Gira and requested for his help to get to Prince so he can help him (basically to find a way to dimension travel or something?) who suggested using Minongan even though there might be chance it won’t work. King just took it so he free Minongan and enter inside of him allowing him to reappear to save them.
Just as they were figuring out what made the Ohsama like this Yayoi reveals it due to Utsusemimaru’s fault for giving Gira too much Rainbow jururira to eat. (So yeah apparently if he ate a lot he definitely would have defeat Dagudedo but cost him his humanity)
King had a plan where he go find a way to help Ohsama get back to themselves, while Utsusemimaru go stop himself and Prince go find Gabutyra who their partner and needed for the battle
(This is where everything connect from the series 🥹 and where I forget which came first…TIME TRAVELING IS CONFUSING)
So yeah exactly what happens in Episode 40, why Prince went to find Gabutyra. Then why he hesitated in answer Gira question & him hugging him along with being the Nice evil King 🥲
Meanwhile it show back to where movie started but a bit different. Apparently Gira was telling them to like call out for the person help them out & they were desperately calling out to be saved (I swear all their acting is so good you can see how pitiful they look THEY LOOK LIKE THEY WERE CRYING 😱)
King reappears but this time prepared. He had the Venomix Shooter in his hand. (I can’t remember what he said but it was Wah before he shoot them)
He shot the Venomix Shooter at them producing like Spider-Web connecting them together. Apparently their memories were being revival from the shooter into them thus they went back to their normal self but Gira didn’t who kept saying he was Uchu.
(I forgot which part where Utsusemimaru did his part. Like was it after Gira say he Uchu then fighting against the Ohsama or after they had their say then back away)
Jeramie got ask King where did he pick it up, he mention that while he was looking for Gira. It was hinted that the moment he took it when in last episode Jeramie left it on his throne.
Soon something hit him in which Utsusemimaru did his part & stop himself. Apparently he had stop himself by scolding and slap himself.
The Kings knew it wasn’t enough they still had to help Gira so they just fight him. They all fought against him before holding him in place they all had something to say to him. (🥹) then Yanma’s line asking him to wake up Skapon Tanuki! They back away before using their Ohger Slash against him.
(Can I be grateful they decide to do this scene without them transform? 🥹)
The Ohger Slash knock some sense into Gira who laugh only to be clueless what happening.
While they are all relief he is alright they were finished. As apparently Uchu transform Gira appeared with the other Uchu Jesters.
If I am not wrong King-Ohger first transform and cool thing is they Ohgai Busou but haven’t transform yet. They fought the enemy while doing their roll call and only complete their transformation after they said their name. (IT WAS SO COOL)
Gabutyra reappear and change into a new weapon just as Jeramie’s Venomix shooter also.
Soon the other Kyoryuger appears they all transform (they definitely did their dance 😆) before FIRE. Then they did their roll call in transform mode.
Kyoryuger went into armour mode just as Jeramie shoot out his transform Venokix Shooter it gave the Ohsama all new weapons.
Then they proceed with the fight.
Hilbil - Rita Yayoi & Ami
Kamejin - Yanma & Nossan
Minongan- Ian & Kaguragi
Goma - Utsusemimaru & Jeramie
(I can’t remember for Minongan & Goma who fought who but i think is correct)
Glodi - Himeno & Soujin
Apparently Goldi came back to life after they defeat him.
Then Torin appears to take over the fight along with Tessai & Ramiresu and they finally defeat him.
When King Prince and Gira defeat Uchu Gira. King & Prince combine their weapon to create a gun while Gira use the Kentrospiker
The battle end with Utsusemimaru apologizing for what he has done while Gira was like no hard feelings that sort. Then Gira was like asking Prince if he was see him again which he would.
King say definitely before pulling them together to look at the camera saying because they are Sentai
Ending credit
They did the waking king dance
King-Ohger had most scene.
Everyone BUT King dance small part (he only did the Brave pose 😔)
(CAN THEY HAVE A FULL DANCE OF ALL OF THEM?!?! IN BLU-RAY?!?!)
Oh then post credit
Prince return to his timeline with Utsusemimaru escorting him. When they arrive Utsusemimaru was dumbfounded who he call Oto-Chan. As his father didn’t like look like King since the face was like King’s Dad(Shinji Yamashita portray himself as older King I guess?) That Utsusemimaru thought he mess up again and when running back to find Yayoi 😂
I probably should try learning how to do summary better? I just end up typing it all out…dunno I probably just so excited of the movie I need write down everything. 😅
Well hope you enjoy the spoiler…now I need to fix my other report…
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marble-anime · 2 years ago
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Pairing: Aki Hayakawa x reader
Summary: Aki has a bad day and takes it out on you. Rather than letting it go, you decide he needs to be punished.
Disclaimer: Minors DNI
Warnings: mentions of violence, cursing, angst, smut, punishment, masturbation, voyeurism
Word Count: 2k
You were trying to keep your composure. You truly were. But the moody attitude your boyfriend woke up with was making it hard for you to stay professional. He wasn’t all that good at expressing his emotions and given his childhood you could understand why. Every once in a while he had his days where he would distance himself, trying to work out whatever was going through his head.
You knew it was gonna be one of those days when he rejected your routine ‘good morning’ kiss. You decided to let him sleep in while you made Denji and Power breakfast. From having to take care of the chaotic duo to the increasingly recurring topic of the gun devil, it was all weighing down on him.
However, even when he had bad days, he always allowed you to take care of him at the least. Letting you provide him with all his meals and, if he was feeling vulnerable enough, he’d let you help him bathe. But today he wasn’t having it. When he finally emerged from the bedroom you told him that you set his plate at the dinner table. The only reply you received was the sound of the front door slamming behind him.
“What’s wrong with him?” Denji asked, feeling the awkward tension.
You were honestly a little shocked. He could be standoffish at times, sure. But he was never outright rude to you. You shrugged, handing his freshly made breakfast to Power who excitedly gobbled up the extra food. You didn’t press him about what happened, you figured that confronting him in the mental state that he was currently in would only make his mood worse.
The mission you were assigned to was particularly dangerous. You kept an eye on him as you fought, making sure he wasn’t going to fly off the handle. Unfortunately, it seemed he wasn’t able to keep his emotions in check. His fighting became reckless, you ran to help him but he had already acquired multiple injuries by the time you reached him.
After the mission was completed, you attempted to aid his wounds. You tried not to scold him too much, but he couldn’t just go risking his life because he couldn’t control his emotions. Alas, your concerns fell on deaf ears. He batted your hands away, insisting that he could take care of himself.
Knowing that you weren’t getting through to him, you let him bandage himself up. Watching from afar, not sure how to handle the situation. Then he had the genius idea to go drinking to unwind. You didn’t know what he was thinking. Alcohol was the last thing he needed right now. Although Aki wasn’t paying you any mind, your judgemental look didn’t go unnoticed.
“You sure she’ll be okay with that?” Himeno asked, jutting her chin towards you. You didn’t react to her words, knowing she was just trying to get a rise out of you.
“I don’t need her approval,” he snapped.
Cocking a brow at his harsh tone, you glared at the back of his head. You tried to remind yourself that he wasn’t thinking right. That he was just stressed and that he would be in a better mood tomorrow. But you couldn’t deny that you were offended by his behavior. Scoffing, you muttered, “Yeah, okay.”
Instead of going to the bar with the rest of your coworkers, you went home alone. Giving both Aki and yourself some time to cool off. Since Denji and Power moved in, every day was filled with havoc. It was nice having the apartment all to yourself for once. You warmed up a small dinner for yourself, took a relaxing bubble bath, and as soon as your head hit the pillow you were out like a light. Falling asleep before any of your roommates arrived.
You felt better when you woke up the next day, but you were still annoyed at your boyfriend for the way he treated you. You only interacted with him when he initiated it and even then you didn’t talk much. He seemed like he was over his fit from yesterday, but it still lingered in the back of your mind.
After dinner, you cleared the table. Usually, Aki washed the dishes with you but today he scarfed down his food, grabbing your roommates by the collar and dragging them out of the room. You didn’t mind though. You weren’t really in the mood to face him anyway.
Scrubbing the last few plates, you looked over in time to catch Denji and Power trying to sneak out the front door. “Hey! Where are you two going?”
Power spun around to face you with her hands on her hips. “Topknot told us to go somewhere else!”
“Shut up,” Denji elbowed her, “We’re going to get groceries.”
Your eyes drifted to the fridge which you knew was full of food since you and Aki just cooked for them an hour ago. “Right.”
He followed your gaze, a bead of sweat dripping down his face as you caught onto his lie. Ushering Power out the door he called, “See ya!”
You sighed at their weird antics, Power probably told you something you weren't supposed to know. You just focused on cleaning the last dishes. It wasn’t long after they left that you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist. Sweet kisses being peppered up your neck and a bulge pressed against your ass that made your blood boil. Are you fucking kidding me? Anger bubbling to the surface at the audacity for him to ask, “Let me fuck you, hmm?”
You took a deep breath, trying to not let your anger get the best of you. Which became incredibly difficult when Aki mistook your exhale for a sigh of pleasure and rubbed himself against you. You dried your hands with a dish rag and turned around to face him. You waited until he leaned in for a kiss, his lips brushing against yours, to speak up, “No.”
You had to bite back a smile at the shocked expression on his face as he froze. He stood there stunned while you brushed past his stiff form. You made your way to the bedroom and threw yourself on the bed, feeling a sense of gratification at his reaction. Before you could really relish in the feeling, the sound of rapid footsteps echoed down the hall. Aki climbed onto the bed and leaned over you. The concerned look on his face revived your previous irritation. “What’s wrong?”
“Get the fuck off me!” You got off the bed, shoving him away in the process.
Aki laid on his back as you stood at the end of the bed with your arms crossed. “Did I do something?”
You squinted at him. He wasn’t really that dumb, was he? “What do you think?”
He squirmed uncomfortably under your icy stare. You could only assume that he felt exactly what you had yesterday. Not knowing how to handle his partner's tense emotions. Good, you thought, it's what he deserves. But no matter what he was thinking, it didn’t diminish the tent in his pants.
“If you want me that bad then show me,” you demanded.
“What?” he asked, giving you a puzzled look.
“Don’t make me repeat myself,” you said.
His face burned at the implication of what you wanted him to do. But, not wanting to upset you further, he sucked it up and reached between his legs. He palmed his erection with a feathery touch, unsure and hesitant. Your unimpressed gaze compelled him to grip himself harder. You clearly wouldn’t be content with anything other than his full effort. All he could do was look at you. His emotions teetered between shame and arousal. Even though this was your idea, you didn’t seem to be enjoying it.
Unbeknownst to him, your panties were starting to dampen at his little performance. But you kept a neutral expression, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing that you were filled with lust. Growing bored of watching him grope his bulge, you ordered, “Take it out.”
Your words flooded Aki’s system with relief. Finally, this embarrassing display was over and he could make love to you. He pushed sweatpants halfway down his thighs and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers. He waited for you to crawl into his arms and bless him with a heated kiss that would lead to so much more. But that didn’t happen.
“Go on,” you encouraged, he clearly misunderstood you, “Take care of it.”
“I-,” he tried to come up with an excuse, “I don’t have any lube.”
You shrugged, offering up a solution, “Use your spit.”
You didn’t meet his eyes, too busy watching precum ooze from his pink aching tip. Aki, noticing that you were preoccupied, quickly raised his hand to his mouth and spit into his palm before you could shift your attention to his face. He reluctantly brought his hand to his cock. Lightly grasping it and spreading his saliva along the shaft. He tugged softly, slightly unsettled by your stare. Almost feeling like you were judging him.
“Is that the best you can do?” you asked.
He stroked his cock faster. Broken breaths escaped his lips as he held back his pleasured noises out of shame. But even if he couldn’t admit it to himself, you knew all too well what the look on his face meant. Lids drooping, pupils blown, lips parted with a finishing touch of flushed flesh. He was so turned on by this. Your gaze flicked back and forth between his aroused face to his fist relieving his aching cock.
Aki became hopeful when you took a seat next to him on the bed. Still jerking his cock, he reached out to touch you. “Don’t touch me.” You knocked his wrist away with the back of your hand. Rather than being hurt by your rejection, your close proximity to him was only working him up more. He could smell your perfume, your soft skin so close yet just out of his grasp. He nearly lost it when he saw desire begin to shine through your deadpan facade.
He propped himself up on his arm and leaned into you. “Let me kiss you.”
“I don’t think you’ve earned it.” It was very tempting but your resolve was stronger.
His labored panting fanned against your face. His lustful eyes held contact with your own while he pleasured himself. You brushed your nose against his, your sultry voice suggesting, “Maybe if you finish soon we’ll still have time to do the real thing.”
The sound of skin slapping skin echoed through the room as he pumped his cock rapidly. The sight of your tongue darting out to lick your lips conveyed all that was yet to come. You were practically dangling his reward in his face. He was so close.
His hips rutted into his hand, jaw dropping as the moans forced their way out of his throat. You were completely drenched watching his face twitch and contort into an erotic expression as he released into his hand.
Aki broke your heated gaze first, eager to claim his prize. But as soon as his lips grazed yours, you heard the front door open followed by Denji and Power’s voices. You two sat there for a moment in shock before realization struck you. This was the perfect revenge. Your mouth, which hung open in surprise, twisted into a sinister smile. Pulling away from a very disappointed and furious Aki, you whispered, “You better clean yourself up before they find the mess you made.”
Power spotted you coming from the bedroom and asked, “Where’s Topknot, human? I need to have a word with him.”
“In the bedroom. He wasn’t feeling well so he decided to get some rest,” you lied.
You could see the annoyance on Denji’s face as he muttered, “That’s what he made us leave for?”
“Come on.” You guided Power away from the bedroom in an attempt to distract the pair to give Aki some time to get himself together. “How about we have some dessert?”
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fmet-moving · 8 months ago
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I understand if you’d prefer not to talk about this bc, like you said, it’s a very emotionally fraught topic, but do you think Fujimoto is handling the topic of SA well in CSM? I ask bc I’ve seen a lot of negative reactions to this chapter in a way I’ve never seen about Makima’s, Himeno’s, and Fumiko’s actions
It’s OK. I’m sorry that the response I’m gonna give is somewhat of a nonanswer, but I think dumbing it down to a simple “yes” or “no” might be worse given the subject of discussion anyway, so whatever.
I think a lot of people are horrified by the chapter, and rightfully so, both because I contest Fujimoto wanted this sort of response and because 167 has gone further than either Makima, Himeno or Fumiko have gone in terms of physical sexual assault. Like, he was actually molested in this chapter. Himeno was drunk and vomited in his mouth, Fumiko felt him up above clothes, Makima groomed him into the mentality that this sort of behavior is permissible, but Yoru went “all the way” for lack of better term. Even if 167 is narratively consistent and unfortunately fulfills what Denji’s chara and Chainsaw Man have been leading up to since part 1, this doesn’t make that any less horrifying. Makima and Fumiko and Himeno’s respective attacks on Denji, while terrible in their own rights, just were not as grossly severe.
NTM that him and Asa’s relationship development was actually framed in a positive light for a while, unlike any of the former, so this happening may seem like a sort of “betrayal” from Fujimoto to people who perceived their hypothetical relationship as a source of catharsis for the both of them.
So I think a lot of people saying it was handled badly are just caught off guard and sensitive to having had to see it, which makes sense, because I was too. There are also a lot of people who have valid criticisms of Fujimoto given that he’s treated sexual assault against men as a joke, as something attractive, etc, before. Even knowing this was an inevitable there can still be criticism made of the way it was delivered.
But going into that realm of subjectivity also opens up the discussion of WHAT depictions of sexual assault should look like to be “accurate” and “respectful” to the survivors experiences. How should a victim be portrayed feeling during the assault? How, if it’s in comic form, should the pages lay out? How explicit should it be? Where should the focus lay? What demographics should the victim and assailant belong to? When you start asking these sorts of questions with the intention of concocting a “well-handled” sa depiction, at least for me, you begin to realize that there aren’t any—barring its large scale framing as negative, ofc. Every victim and every act of assault are different, with different reactions and feelings and circumstances leading to it. Every artist and author has a different style of storytelling that may or may not lean into depicting acts of SA in more socially acceptable ways (e.g., completely expunging it, or fetishistically, or with delicacy and care).
Denji is not the type of victim we most commonly see depicted in fiction at all. He’s a boy, he’s hypersexual, his assailants are all women, he doesn’t display much (TYPICAL) sorrow/pessimism and he actively pursues further sexual contact during and following his abuse. I think looking to more common archetypal depictions as a frame of reference to how Denji’s sexual trauma should be handled is asking to be frustrated and confused as to why his is the way it is, instead of illuminated onto whether it’s quote good or bad unquote.
So, if I’m asked to whether it’s well-handled, I would say that it’s clearly horrifying and uncomfortable and unforgiving enough to be a clear reflection of the kind of person Denji is and how he would react to such a thing happening. I think, given Fujimoto’s goriness and tendency to sexualize his women characters, the chapter is very tame. It only shows what it shows to communicate what happens and trigger your revulsion. 167, in it’s entirety, is about as respectful a depiction of SA as you’re going to get with an author like him. But nobody reading csm has to suddenly conform to Fujimoto’s weird fucked up standards, so if you think it’s badly portrayed, then it is. SA is a widespread issue, but it’s also deeply personal, so you are entitled to your feelings towards the chapter as much as Fujimoto is entitled to representing this atypical character’s trauma in an atypical way.
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