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⌕ chainsaw man - kobeni.

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[11zushi]

:ઇ♡ଓ˖ chainsaw man ໑˖ ۫𖦹

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[fattymadiy]

just finished s1.. 10/10

chainsaw man manga

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

I got a Rwby ask for ya for Yang Xiao long, Weiss schnee and Nora Valkyrie with a Male S/O that's Shy like Kobeni from chainsaw man and seems to downplay himself when in actuality he's incredibly strong. I just wanna see His girly just smother him in affection and won't allow him to talk down on himself

I had a fun time writing this, though I'm not sure If I did all to well on it as I'm not really sure if I have a firm grasp of everyone's characters, not to mention I was half asleep when writing most of this.

Now! Your wish is my command!

Yang had to admit, she wasn’t really sure about you when the two of you first met.

You floundered every time someone talked to you, jumped at every little noise, and yet you came “Highly recommended” as a temporary replacement for Ruby while she was out with a cold.

She didn’t understand why, at least until the first time she saw you fight a pack of Grimm.

It was… efficient.

That way the only word Yang could think to describe the fight, if it could even be called that.

You cut ligaments and veins, snapped and crushed bone, tore limbs away from the body and as soon as one began to drop the next was being disassembled.

It was an exciting display.

But still, you could’ve left a few of them for her to show off on.

Oh well, it’ll have to wait until next time.

The next group of Grimm was almost instantly cut to ribbons.

The following one was ripped to shreds.

It was around here that you apologized for being so “Slow”.

At this, Yang felt like she should grab you by the collar and shake you like a stuffed toy.

Slow?

SLOW!?

This was you going SLOW!?

What the hell was fast then!?

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Needless to say, Yang took a bit of an interest in you after that.

And seeing as you weren’t really a part of your own team, Yang asked to have you as a +1 of sorts to team RWBY.

Things snowballed after that.

Somewhere down the line Yang’s interest in you turned to infatuation and then love.

That being said, your lack of faith in yourself made her want to throttle you sometimes.

You could shred through almost any Grimm with ease.

Yet, you called yourself a “Below third rate hunter”.

She didn’t know if she wanted to hug you or strangle you every time you said that.

Then again, she could probably do both if she put her mind to it…

Weiss had heard that you had immense talent, an almost unrivaled ability to disassemble Grimm into many small pieces in record time.

You had a reputation that precedes you, even Winter sang your praises as a prodigy.

Needless to say Weiss was excited when she was told that you would temporarily be joining team RWBY to cover for Ruby who ate herself into a food coma with cookies.

On one hand, she wanted to strangle the young woman.

On the other hand, she felt like giving her a hug and thanking her.

It was only when they were on the way that Weiss realized that she had no idea what to expect of you as a person.

Shortly following this realization, they arrived and were greeted by the single most frazzled and shaken creature that Weiss had ever laid eyes on.

Weiss was understandably concerned by this and asked where you were as you were supposed to be the one greeting them.

Imagine her surprise when she learned that this person who looked like they were going to shake apart at any second was the very person Winter had been singing the praises of, not to mention the same person she had been told held the current record for defeating a Grimm.

She was sure that this was some joke.

But before Weiss could properly express her indignation, everyone got to work.

Well, by everyone, Weiss means you got to work.

When the first Grimm made its appearance it was already falling to the ground in a heap of severed body parts by the time Weiss had drawn her sword.

She swore she would get the next one.

She did not get the next one, or the one after that, or the one following that one.

It infuriated her to no end.

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After this, Weiss made it her own personal mission to get to a Grimm before you did.

She got some… mixed results.

More specifically, she got to hit one, single Grimm before you obliterated it.

That was still better than she had managed to get throughout the entire day and as such, made her the person to get the second most done.

She was really wondering why in the world they hadn’t just sent you to do this on your own.

Then, when the whole expedition came to an end, you apologized for “Holding them back.”

That’s when it all clicked for Weiss.

The frazzled way you acted.

The fact you had barely said a word to anyone.

The apology.

You lacked faith in yourself.

Despite all of the talent you had, despite the fact you could dismantle a Grimm faster than the human eye could see.

You saw yourself as less than third rate.

Weiss felt a sudden kinship with you at this realization.

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After this, Weiss did her best to find a way to spend time with you, to try and get to know you.

It was an extremely difficult process, but slowly, eventually, she came to understand you.

And you came to understand her.

After that, things sort of happened between the two of you.

She, of course, was teased mercilessly by Ruby, Yang, and Blake when they found out.

They were lucky she was nice, otherwise she would have frozen them solid.

That and she was more concerned about you at the moment.

You managed to infuriate her to no end with the lack of faith you had in yourself.

She had done her best to try and get you to believe in yourself more but it was very, very slow going.

But that just meant she had to believe in you enough for the both of you.

When Nora met you for the first time, her first thought was “Wet cat”.

To be fair, at the time it was a very apt comparison as it was pouring rain and you had just returned from dealing with quite a few Grimm.

That being said, the two of you didn’t officially meet until the next afternoon.

Upon meeting you, she blurted out without any shame.

“You’re the wet cat person!”

Your only response to that was a meek “Fair.”

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After this, you and Nora became fast friends.

Well, it's more like Nora just started showing up to chat with you and you didn’t really want to argue with her about it.

Something told you she was a very stubborn person.

Nora also, on occasion, brought her other friends.

It was during one of these occasions, that she learned that you were someone rather famous.

You were the person who could take down a Grimm in under a tenth of a second.

Nora had to admit, she couldn’t really see it.

To her you were a lot like a ball of yarn that was quickly unraveling.

Then again, she has been wrong before.

However, what you said in response to this caught her attention, knocking her out of her musing.

“I’m just a third rate hunter, no one special at all. I’m sure someone could do what I did a lot faster if they wanted to.”

This told Nora two things.

The first being that you actually were the current record holder for the fastest Hunter in training.

The second was that you downplayed yourself more than was healthy.

And seeing as you were a friend of hers, she didn’t particularly like that second part.

So, Nora cleared her schedule.

She was going to make you have more faith in yourself.

By any means necessary.

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It took a week before she was ready to either beat you over the head with her hammer or crush you in a hug and smother you in kisses.

How could someone so nice and awesome have so little faith in themself?

What in the world happened to make you like this?

She was going to hurt it.

That or put a rubber band on you and snapping it every time you said something self deprecating.

That or do both.

Both sounded good to Nora right now.

[yeah-yeah-beebiss-1]

It is early October 2023. You go to the mailbox and see a package you’ve waited far too long for. After two delays and 2+ weeks of shipping, it’s finally here. Good Smile Company’s Nendoroid Kobeni Higashiyama from the hit manga/anime, Chainsaw Man. The package is slightly damp. You pay this no mind. It rained earlier that day. Like a goblin pilfering a trinket, you snatch the parcel and scurry inside. You lay the box on the table and gently slice through the packing tape with your trusty xacto knife, before parting the cardboard. It smells like a gym. You pay this no heed, as you are excited to display your favorite character from the hit manga/anime Chainsaw Man on your shelf. You take the Nendoroid box and open the top. Another hit of the gym smell. Curious. You slide out the plastic tray containing the figure, and remove the top half. There are sheets of paper wedged between certain parts of the figure to prevent paint transfer. You delicately remove them. They feel sodden, like the paper that lined the basket of greasy chicken fingers you bought at the carnival that one time. The ones you regretted on that summer evening as you fought for your life on the porcelain throne. You’re getting distracted - back to the task at hand. Nendoroid #2014: Kobeni Higashiyama lays before you, ready to be posed and displayed on your shelf. You gingerly grab the figure. It is damp to the touch. You did not expect this. You shudder in surprise, and the unexpected pressure of this motion makes the lubricated Nendoroid slide out of your hands like one of those rubber water tube toys from the aquarium gift shop. Y’know, the ones people always joke about sticking your dick in. You watch in slow motion as Kobeni flies out of your hands and sails across the room. Sweat beads on her plastic forehead, and not just the sweat printed on by the manufacturer. She looks as if she may cry at any moment. Thunk. She hits the wall, and lands on your bed. You check the figure. No paint scuffs. Good. You check the drywall. Was that water stain always there? No matter. You swap parts to put the Nendoroid into your favorite pose. The plastic feels a little slippery. Must be some leftover mold release from the factory. You place the figure on your shelf. It almost looks like another bead of sweat has formed on Kobeni’s face. You are impressed by Good Smile Company’s attention to detail. As Kobeni Higashiyama stands guard on your shelf, a bead of sweat rolls down her suited form and pools by her feet on the clear plastic stand. It is early October 2023.

[seravphs]

ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — AKI x FEM READER 

Aki’s always rescuing you. 

wc — 1k

tags — suggestive 

“Have you drank before?”

“Of course,” you say with more confidence than you feel. You neglect to mention that you’ve only had a sip of beer at your father’s knee, or just one half swallow of a shot from someone else’s glass under someone else’s watchful supervision. 

That someone else steps in to defend you now, as he always does. You feel a strange surge of annoyance and gratitude, always needing to be looked after like a puppy that’s wandered too far from its owner. Aki’s right there to scruff you when you get too reckless. 

“Cut that out,” he says, annoyed. “You’re pressuring her.” 

“Ooh,” Arai smirks. “You hear that, guys? Aki’s got a crushhh-“

He’s cut off by a near collision with Aki’s leg as he gets up to almost effortlessly pluck you off the floor. You yelp as he raises you up so smoothly it’s like it takes nothing out of him at all. 

He’s so cool. 

Aki tugs you away from the crowd and outside. 

“You didn’t have to,” you start lamely, then stop. It’s too awkward. You know Aki always spoils you, but you don’t know how to get him to stop when part of you knows you deserve it. Not his attention, but his overprotectiveness. You’ve gotten yourself into enough sticky situations that he’s then had to bail you out of to protest. 

Tonight alone, he’s taken half the shots that are meant for you. He doesn’t even make you suffer for it, casually swiping it out of your hand before you can bring it to your mouth. It makes you uncomfortable, not with him, but with the care he handles you with. 

Aki’s patient. He waits while you collect your thoughts. It crosses your mind suddenly - an idle thought wondering what would it take for him to snap - before you bat it away like a particularly annoying fly. 

“I feel bad, y’know? You’re always looking after me.” 

“Someone has to,” he says off-handedly before your hurt expression tells him he’s clearly said the wrong thing. 

“I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just- You don’t have to feel bad. I’m happy to.” 

He takes your hand in his gently, not thinking much of it. His skin is cool to the touch, a soothing balm against your frayed nerves. You hate work parties. The alcohol makes you dizzy, everyone’s too loud, and the heat is headache inducing. Power’s body is too warm next to yours, and she jostles you with every loud anecdote she recalls. You’d rather be here with Aki on the balcony. Absentmindedly, you play with his fingers. 

Aki’s hands, like everything about him, are elegant and beautiful. His nails are constantly trimmed within a centimeter of standard protocol, as immaculate as the guidebook’s. Denji’s nails are too long because he can’t be bothered to cut them. Sometimes he paints them black because Kobeni told him girls are into that, other times they’re the color of whatever gunk is trapped underneath them. Aki tells him off often for it. His demands that Denji wash his hands fall on deaf ears. 

Aki tries to set a good example, though he doesn’t succeed. He moisturizes every night, slicking his hands up to his wrists with lotion so they stay soft, even in this line of work. The drag of skin over skin is delicate, scented oils perfuming the pulse points in his wrist. His knuckles are slightly bigger than the width of his fingers, making them appear bonier and more fragile than they are. Each finger tapers to a soft curve, his nails ivory crescents.

His thumb presses against the divot on your hand between your thumb and forefinger as he readjusts his grip. Long, graceful, pale fingers belonging to a hand that swallows yours whole. Your throat is dry. The point of connection between you two feels like everything and nothing at the same time. 

With his free hand, he pulls a pack of cigarettes out of his coat pocket. This isn’t hard to accomplish with one hand. Lighting up is much harder. Aki struggles to hit the wheel, sparks flying but never igniting. 

You can’t tell if that’s a blush or if the evening light is playing tricks on you. It doesn’t matter. He’s still cool to you. 

Wordlessly, you take the lighter from him and ignite his cigarette. He tips his head back ever so slightly as he takes his first drag of tobacco that hour. 

Addict. 

There’s no rebuke in your thoughts, only fondness. 

You can see the sweet relief on his face as his eyelids close. The profile of his face in the dim flame is stark, shadows like bruises against his cheekbones. Smoke haloes his head. He looks like a remorseful saint from an old painting, the paper yellowed with age around the edges. 

While he’s distracted, you try to sneak a hand in his pocket. He traps you instantly, hand caught between his and his side. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” He narrows his eyes at you, the way he does at Denji and Power when they’re being suspiciously nice. When they do it, it usually means they’ve ruined something in the house. He knows full well what it means when you do it. 

“Getting a cigarette?” You try for an innocent smile. 

“Nice try,” he laughs in your face as he pulls your hand out of his pocket. You grab at it anyways, fingers closing around empty air. 

“But Aki-“

“Actually, stand back.” 

Confused, you retreat an inch. He can’t really be that mad at you for something so small, can he?

“More.” 

“Aki!” 

“Second-hand smoke is bad for you. Maybe you should head inside.” 

His smile is too crooked to be fake. All at once, you realize he’s messing with you. 

“Tease,” you grumble. The wind picks up again and you resist the urge to sneeze. Aki opens his coat and gestures you closer. His skin is as cold as always so it doesn’t help much, but his body blocks out the elements. The circle of his arms is tight around you, his chin hard where it digs into the top of your head. His hands slide to your waist, gentle pressure wrapped around your hips. He smells like ash and tobacco, a little unpleasant but nullified by the warm vanilla spice of his perfume. You know he doesn’t like cologne. 

Aki is muscle, sinew, bone - alive, painfully so. You sear this moment into your memory, knowing all too well what a miracle life is in a profession like yours. 

“Stop thinking,” Aki mutters against your ear, muffled by the stick of his own death he holds between his teeth. 

You obey as his hands creep up your body.

[azurlily]

For the month of May I've decided to do a yandere oneshot everyday.

These will be angst, fluff, smut, and some headcannons, and some fics some will be long done will be short. Here are the women I'll be waiting, and what I'll be writing. You have to click on the link for each of the fics.(it'll tell you what the fic is about when you click it.)

The fandoms in here are: Harry Potter, Attack on Titan, Kakegurui, Umbrella Academy, Seven Deadly Sins, Arcane, Avatar The Last Airbender, My Hero Academia, Chainsaw Man, and Akame ga Kill!.

Day 1. Yandere!Annie Leonhart. NSFW

Day 2. Yandere!Kirari Momobami. ANGST

Day 3. Yandere!Fei Hargreeves. ANGST

Day 4. Yandere!Pieck Finger and Yandere!Annie Leonhart. HEADCANNONS(sfw and nsfw)

Day 5. Yandere!Merlin(Gluttony). FLUFF

Day 6. Yandere!Sevika. SMUT

Day 7. Yandere!Vi and Yandere!Kaitlyn Kiramman. SMUT

Day 8. Yandere!Hange Zoe. ANGST AND FLUFF (finished late)

Day 9. Yandere!Azula. ANGST

Day 10. Yandere!Azula, Yandere!Ty lee, and Yandere!Mai. HEADCANNONS(sfw version)

Day 11. Yandere!Ymir and Yandere!Historia Reisss. Modern HEADCANNONS(sfw and nsfw)

Day 12. Yandere!Sachiko Juraku. SMUT

Day 13. Yandere!Bellatrix Black. SMUT

Day 14. Yandere!Black Sisters(Narcissa, Bellatrix, and Andromeda). HEADCANONS(sfw and nsfw)

Day 15. Yandere!Nemuri Kayama (Midnight). ANGST

Day 16. Yandere Sugar Mommy!Mel Medarda. FLUFF and SMUT

Day 17. Yandere!Jinx. FLUFF

Day 18. Yandere!Toga. ANGST and FLUFF

Day 19. Yandere Mommy Dom!Hitch Dreyse. SMUT

Day 20. Yandere!Azula, Yandere!Ty lee, and Yandere!Mai. HEADCANNONS(nsfw version)

Day 21. Yandere Marauders Era!Narcissa Malfoy. HEADCANNONS(sfw)

Day 22. Yandere!Various AOT women + Hange. FANFICTION(sfw and a bit nsfw)

Day 23. Yandere!Yumeko Jabami. ANGST

Day 24. Yandere!Makima. FANFICTION

Day 25. Yandere!Kobeni Higashiyama. FLUFF

Day 26. Yandere!Himeno Setojima. SMUT

Day 27. Yandere!Chelsea. SHORT FANFICTION

Day 28. Yandere!Esdeath. ANGST AND FLUFF

Day 29. Yandere Modern Doctor!Hange Zoe. ANGST

Day 30. Yandere Modern Werewolf pack!AOT Various women + Hange. FANFICTION

Day 31. Yandere!Momo Yayorozu. FLUFF

Here are all 31 days. I'll be starting this on May 1st, 2023.

[lavender-rosa]

Chainsaw Man Characters + Coffee and Tea

Power: Thinks that coffee tastes like mud water and that tea tastes like piss. If she wants caffeine she will just chug a whole pack of redbulls. She thinks Aki is lying about "quality" because all tea and all coffee tastes the same to her.

Denji: He accidentally had a sip of Makima's coffee once and spent the next hour eating his way through Aki's shoe.

Aki: Likes his coffee with lots of (oat) milk and sugar. Power and Denji are always making fun of him for how he takes his coffee, and he's always like "it just...tastes better this way?" and they are like "well of course YOU'D think that, you fucking pussy" and then he's like "you guys don't even LIKE coffee so why the hell are you on my case about it?" He likes jasmine tea and he thinks that boba is the devil.

Himeno: She only likes coffee when it's one of those caramel mocha vanilla frappuccino abominations that barely even tastes like coffee. She thinks regular coffee is disgusting. She likes tea when it's cold or when she's sick. One day she gives Power a sip of one of her fancy Starbucks drinks and she sees God. She lies and says it was gross.

Kobeni: Not a big coffee drinker. She likes mint tea. She likes chai. She likes boba. She likes snapple. Simple stuff.

Angel: He puts milk in his coffee, a lot of sugar and sometimes cinnamon. He doesn't like tea because it literally just tastes like someone soaked leaves in hot water, and when anyone responds "yeah.....that's just exactly what it is..." Angel's like "and you drink that? By choice?"

Kishibe: While he would much rather drink alcohol he is still a snob about coffee and he doesn't care about tea, he used to grind his own coffee when he was younger and thinks putting sugar or milk in it is a sacrilege. Makima wishes he would shut the fuck up.

Quanxi: Agrees with Kishibe, albeit less passionately. Mostly because she thinks that not drinking coffee black is for pussies.

Makima: Doesn't want to admit she has a caffeine addiction, the stuff she drinks is so strong it could kill a small child. Prefers earl grey and black when it comes to teas but drinks them rarely.

Beam: Is this really someone you want to give caffeine to?

Reze: She doesn't really drink tea or coffee but sometimes she will drink a monster energy drink because she enjoys watching people's reactions.

Yoshida: He doesn't want to get addicted to caffeine, so he refrains from drinking coffee, will only drink tea if it's iced or in boba form. Sue him.

Yoru: Actually really wants to try out one of those caramel mocha vanilla frappuccino abominations but insists on drinking her coffee black even though she hates the taste because apparently she has a reputation to maintain. Asa thinks she's being a complete dumbass.

[makibeni]

Ch. 64- Use Your Heart

She stirred the drink with her straw, some cloyingly sweet concoction so packed with ice there was hardly anything left in the actual glass. It wasn't her usual pick, she preferred something simple or something stiff, but seeing as this was neither her choice of venue nor time she'd conceded the beverage as well. She'd needed the excuse to occupy her mind with something, her thoughts recently had been stagnant on issues she still hadn't fully grasped, and maybe ones she didn't really have the inclination to. Try as she might emotions were fickle things, and she couldn't keep the pink haired devil from her thoughts, nor how she'd made her feel...

"Himeno? Um a-are you l... listening?"

A bubble burst as the meek voice from across the table finally reached her and snapped her from her stupor. She donned a flustered smile in reply.

"Yeah! Of course... but just for posterity, what were you talking about?"

The girl sighed, too determined or simply too committed to withdraw her line of inquiry on account of Himeno's momentary inattentiveness.

"It's... about Makima..."

She spun the glass in front of her awkwardly, summoning up the will to speak.

"S-she's um... well I'm not really sure..."

It was times like this she found herself slipping back into her old self, overwhelmed and hoping her interlocutor could somehow transcribe her intent from her floundered gestures.

"Relationship troubles?"

She flinched, a misunderstanding but a thought that always made her tense up whenever she had to dissipate it from her thoughts.

"N-NO! N-nothing like that... I don't... think..."

Himeno took note of the girl's panic. In spite of her prior interest, her observations of their relationship didn't extend far beyond making sure Kobeni was safe.

"Hey! I was joking! Don't take it too seriously, alright? Now, what's up with her?"

Her words were often enough drenched in sarcasm and irony that she could pass off sincerity as it's inverse when pressed.

"R-right... sorry..."

The girl did her best to recompose herself. She knew what to say, vaguely, enough to communicate her feelings, she'd just have preferred to not have to speak if at all possible.

"S-so... she's um... hiding something? No not... she's not ready to talk about it... and she might never be... and I-I said that was okay and I meant it... b-but now..."

The thought had been there of course, she'd spoken her beliefs and was willing to stand by them, but how much of a promise could she truly make over something she didn't understand?

"Now you're worried it might be something really bad and you're not sure you can stay with her?"

The girl gesticulated her hands in opposition to the statement so fast she nearly knocked over her glass.

"NO! N-not at all! It's just... if it's something serious I wanna help her out... I don't want her going through whatever it is on her own"

"Ah."

"She's helped me with so much... I feel like I'm actually able to live my life now! A-and I wanna give that to her too... or something like that..."

With a sip of her drink Himeno readied another remark of dubious sincerity.

"So you want my help to spy on her and find out all her secrets?"

Kobeni looked at her for a moment, unclear if she was considering the offer or simply baffled by the suggestion.

"Um... n-no... a-actually I was wondering if you had any advice on how to... comfort her? I-I'm not really sure what I'm suppose to do in this situation..."

She sighed, bobbing the now half melted ice in her glass with her straw, staring a bit too longingly at the ripples they left behind.

"S-sorry I kinda assumed you'd have better advice..."

"Tc- Hey!"

Himeno's light-hearted indignation masked the hint of actual discontent in her voice.

"A-ah! I didn't mean it like that! It's just that well... you've dated people before... I think, a-and I haven't so... I assumed you'd know this kinda stuff..."

She curled into herself a little, slouching her back and shoulders into that typical crumpled pile she seemed most comfortable adopting.

"You really love her, huh?"

For the first time Himeno spoke with a clear sincerity in her voice, carrying the weight of come contemplation with her.

"Yeah..."

The affirmation, however small, was enough to perk her up a little. She wasn't her old self anymore, even if it was easy to forget how far she'd come in the presence of bright lights, loud noises, and social expectations.

"...then you're farther along than I ever was..."

A mumbled half-whisper that Kobeni still caught, though even with it in her hands she found herself unsure of what to do with it.

"Use that."

She felt Himeno prod her chest with an outstretched finger, prompting an embarrassed flush of red.

"W-what?"

"Your heart!"

Kobeni replied with a queer eye and a raised brow while Himeno simply grinned confidently, ready to reveal her hand.

"You're overthinking this, if you think she needs a supportive partner then just support her, whatever it is she's dealing with she'll tell you when she's ready, and whatever it is it'll be a lot easier to deal with when she's got someone like you to come home to."

The sentiment seemed nice but... simple, what was a day of care and affection compared to the lifetime she'd been given with her shackles finally broken? How was it fair that the most she could offer was a kiss and a kind word?

"Y-you think so?"

"I know it'd make my problems a lot easier to deal with."

She brushed it off with a slanted glance at the table and a cocky smirk before noting the girl still needed some convincing.

"Look, I get it, you want some big sweeping gesture to pay her back for everything she's done for you, but that's not how relationships work, give her what she needs not what's gonna make you even"

She fell a pit in her stomach as the idea that this had all been some self serving aggrandizement couched in selfless martyrdom. She didn't think she was doing this for her own benefit, although at the end of the day that wasn't what mattered. Maybe Himeno was right, maybe what Makima needed was just someone at her side to keep her upright. She felt the gentle press on her shoulder as the hunter extended a reassuring pat.

"You're gonna be just fine kid, trust me..."

[lukore]

To be clear kobeni’s packing 8+ but violence is a virgin and she’s taking it slow

[pfpanimes]

⌕ chainsaw man - kobeni. 🏳️‍🌈

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