#male makima

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Hello again! How are you? I hope you are well, I love your Male Makima x reader Headcanons, if it is not too much to ask, I will give you this other request. Could you do Headcanons and Scenario on Male Makima when the reader (both are already in a loving relationship) is popular for her beauty and many guys flirt with her? I hope it's not too much to ask or the order is weird. I hope you can meet my request and I'm your fan!

[Hi, of course, thanks for being consistent and I hope you liked last time. I hope you like this too, I'm still thinking about the full NSFW scenario but I'll leave you a small one here. Cheers!!! 🤗 (＾ω＾) Sorry for the late reply and have a nice day]

[I take this opportunity to thank the 100 followers, I hope you like my junk writing. I'm still working on Powa (Male Power) headconons, thanks!!!]

[Warning: Mentions of violence, sexual and labor abuse, abuse of power, Spanking, derogatory names, NSFW, hard penetration].

The lively atmosphere in the karaoke box bar filling every wall of the place, you've been here for a while and everyone has had a few too many drinks accompanied by snacks and fried chicken. It was your birthday and honestly you didn't want to make such a fuss for a day like this, there would be a chance of a demon ruining it anyway.

The three demonic men in the room don't count or so you tell yourself. Honestly, you didn't want to invite Makime, something about him often gives off a bad vibe and more so when you meet him after all, you're not really of this world.

"Thank you all for being with me on this day, even if it was a small party, I give you my sincere thanks. Let's drink till dawn!!!" You smiled clinking glasses with everyone in the room. Makime as usual just stood on the sidelines, ignoring the noise of the Karaoke.

As you drank another glass of juice, as you were not good with alcohol, you felt a body bigger than yours, approaching and sitting next to you. Immediately, you identified who it was, his unmistakable smell of alcohol and cigarettes told you the identity of the individual: Himeno.

Said man was quite drunk at this point, being a heavy user and addicted to this type of vices because of his traumas, it was understandable to you. Himeno had smoked his sixth cigarette of the night, if you were honest you felt somewhat sorry for him knowing his history, this male version of Miss Himeno was more carefree, but when he got serious he was usually pessimistic and sarcastic.

"Ah! You look a little tense. Come on!!! This is your party, there's nothing better than drinking and forgetting everything - UGH! My head!" he spoke in a clearly slurred voice, honestly this made you laugh.

"Thank you for your concern Himeno-san, but I'm just a little uncomfortable… You don't need to worry" Said man made a reproachful noise and answered you, placing his arm behind you, pulling you too close to his chest.

"Hahaha what a little thing you are! … You know you should relax, we're not working and a little drink won't kill anyone, hehe… You look pretty like that, you know that? How I wish I could kiss you-" The black hair was getting closer and closer, almost as close as your lips. You couldn't move a muscle, and Himeno was getting closer to your face with every word that came out of his mouth. If you were honest, you could feel two pairs of demonic eyes watching: Makime, it was him for sure.

You knew it when you tried to push the man with the patch away, but because he is stronger than you, it was impossible. Makime was drinking his beer confidently and although he seemed calm, you could already feel his jealousy burning or maybe he was amused by the situation.

Fortunately or unfortunately, Powa, also drunk and out of control, interrupted them.

"You rascal! She's mine, big Powa deserves his first kiss tonight… MUAJAJA!" you had to cover your ears when he started yelling. Sometimes he was too loud for his own good, you could almost smell the fried chicken on his clothes and adding the alcohol on both men almost made you dizzy.

"Tsk! What a killjoy you are kid, it was just a little kiss… Besides, you're just as drunk as me hehe…!" Himeno laughed between sighs and took another swig of his bottle. And yes, he literally drank from the bottle Makime had brought and oddly enough that only made them all drunker.

You didn't really think much of it, but now you realized it in a way. Makime once again had something on his hands and you were going to be his victim but the others interfered with his plans.

A bang distracted you, it was like glass colliding with an object. Powa was so drunk that his childish temper only aggravated his demonic and aggressive tendencies, he could barely stand up straight when he smashed the vodka bottle on Himeno's skull.

"SHUUUT UUOP YOU RASCAL! This bottle is mine and so is it (Y/N). I... POWA AM THE KING OF THE PARTY HAHAHA!!!" You ran to the other side of the huge Karaoke room, you were startled when Himeno was there, lying on the floor, also laughing without caring about the blood coming out of his head.

"Powa! What have you done?" you looked at him even though at this point the aforementioned was already gone in his drunken fanfare.

Aki had to come over to calm the pink hair, who was protesting, refusing to move away from the broken bottle that even his hands were holding nailing pieces of it. "HAHAHA DRINK MORE!!! Tch! Let me go you rascal" Powa fought against his partner, poor Aki barely dodged his scratches. In the end, the rowdy little devil ended up slipping because of how drunk he was, falling asleep on the floor.

"Himeno-san, we need to heal your wounds" You tried to help him sit up properly, as he had fallen off the couch. The black hair refused throwing a small drunken tantrum.

"No, I'm fine… JEJE this doesn't compare to my days in public safety, calm down girl" Hiccuping, he collapsed too, blood was flowing worryingly, so you turned to Aki.

"Can you please take him to the hospital? Or something, FUCK! … I'm sorry to ask you this Aki" You rubbed your temples as he smiled slightly.

"The hospital is far away and it's already night, I'd better look for a pharmacy. I'll be right back and don't worry, it's your birthday, I'm sorry Himeno-san again got out of control as well as Powa" With those words and a hug from the boy, he stood up and left the room.

You sighed as you sat next to a sleeping Himeno, his head accidentally falling on your shoulder. You felt uncomfortable but a blush fell on your cheeks as the man himself began to drool in his sleep.

Returning to Makime, he was not very happy to say the least. He waited and watched, as usual just to analyze things. He would have left you alone knowing that expensive wine was laced with aphrodisiacs. Lately you have been avoiding him as if his mere presence was poison, and maybe it was, but it irritated Makime.

That's why he waited for you to drink, it was wrong, but since your mugging at the office a few weeks ago, he was smitten and although he didn't deny or accept his strange feelings for you; as a demon he felt possessive as soon as he sensed something beyond the emptiness in his empty sentimental heart. But this went to hell when the drunken Himeno drank the bottle that was to be for you first.

The Devil Control watched as you took Himeno to the bathroom, as he had thrown up on Denji's shirt at the last minute when he approached you to chat and offer you more chicken. You had offered to exchange your shirt for the orange-haired one, who took off his shirt without bothering to be exposed. Anyway, the others were drunk, except for Aki, Makime and you. Denji on the other hand was half a step away from getting completely drunk.

Therefore, Makime gulped down the last of his beer, standing up and coming towards you, taking advantage of the fact that you were distracted by carrying Himeno in the direction of the bathroom for him to throw up all over himself.

"I see you're in trouble (Y/N), I should help you with this. Himeno is too heavy for your small body" You honestly didn't want his help and you didn't know whether to take that as an insult or something else. But yes, Himeno was heavy for you so you let the redhead help you.

If Makime was honest with himself, he was already feeling the ravages of jealousy in the back of his mind and it turned his stomach. But he decided to be patient with you, he still won't confront you about it.

They both arrived at the men's room carrying Himeno.

"Makime-san, can you help him into the bathroom? I can't for obvious reasons" You said between uncomfortable glances. He didn't answer you anything, but still carried the black hair to the baths. Makime took a few minutes and you could hear the man with the patch vomiting.

You decide to check your old phone while waiting for them. Ah! you really missed the touch screen phones and not these old ones with keyboards.

Makime came out of the bathroom and seeing you distracted, he smiled and suddenly came up behind you, locked you in an awkward grip with you leaning against the wall and the red-haired man locking you in.

If it was indeed what you thought … Makime was doing the Kebedon to you and you would feel this as a compliment, if it was another person and another situation. But no, we're talking about the control demon, a deranged madman who doesn't feel anything or at least that's how you knew him until he started with these little games of catch and run.

"Amm… Do you need something Makime-san? It's… It's quite uncomfortable for you to lock me up like this, hehe." You laugh hoping to ease your nerves and instinctively hide your face behind that insignificant little phone of yours, as if that thing will protect you from Makime's serene and deathly jealous gaze.

Her eyes with rings in them scanned you. Then, a chuckle was heard in the background and Makime walked away ruffling her tresses. It was unsettling and uncomfortable, more so because of the secluded silence of the bathrooms compared to the soundproofed Karaoke rooms.

"Ahh! You really are something… Tell me something, doll, why do you keep testing me huh?" His smile although serene, had a tinge of anger and jealousy which you were not able to decipher because normally your boss is calm no matter how fake the facade is.

"Well… I don't understand what you mean superior" This time you didn't use his name or honorifics, you were more serious. If you were honest you wanted to swallow these growing nerves in your stomach, to appear that you were not at all at his mercy even though the situation and poses contradicted these thoughts of yours.

As if this was even funnier, he laughed and reminded you of that scene in the manga where Denji gives himself to Makima as one of her dogs. Which is ironic because she and he are the same in a way. Same essence, different sexes.

The controlling demon inside him struggled with his pride and growing, but confused feelings for you. Boy was it a cruel prank by cupid or whoever did this, dammit! If you knew how you made him feel, you'd stop fooling around with those bastards you call friends.

"Haaa! Are you that dumb or do you make yourself? Look at me, aren't you aware of the effect you have on my perfect self? For some reason that I refuse to accept as interesting as it is, you move things around inside my empty self."

There was a dangerous edge between the lines, an unleashed desire waiting to be accepted. Makime had always been a master in his perfection and control of everything, even among his own lacking emotions, but at this moment he doubted himself. These months that you have stood out in his eyes like a scared rabbit, running away from him, for some reason made his already perfect composure falter.

Again his gaze fixed on yours. I was looking for those answers in you… Why, of all humans and demons, was he interested in a pathetic being like you? For fuck's sake! He didn't know and yet you managed to have that effect on him… What did humans call that? That's right! Love.

"You really confuse me (Y/N), you make me doubt myself. Are you blind to the fire that burns in me, the hunger that grows every time I look at you? There is always a clash with my emotions and my rationality" He whispered softly almost growling. Both of you close to each other and Makime had unconsciously pulled you back, but you couldn't help it. You also had no words with which to counterattack.

"Every fucking night, every day and hour in this fucking existence called life… My mind goes out to you, for reasons I cannot control" His voice carried a hint of frustration, god knows if it was to himself or to you, though at the end of his words there was that yearning touch.

"Superior… I- I didn't know it put you like this, forgive me if this has caused you trouble" His hand silenced your words, giving way to you, invading your intimacy,. He reached out both palms caressing your face and you swear his gaze ceases to focus as his eyes are clouded. His touch on your cheeks, skin to skin, sends shivers down your spine and strangely is not as unpleasant as you might think.

In a quieter, softer voice, you hear him respond to your words. "I am divided. Torn between the darkness that my being represents and the light that emanates from you, even if it is gray or dull, it still draws me like a moth in a flame" Again you heard the longing in his tone of voice, full of torment and a kind of pain.

"Tell me, do you long for this too, or do you even understand it? The attraction to the forbidden, that which must not be touched or possessed, but I want to do it… Is it just my delusions in a maddening dance called love?" Makime fixed his eyes on your lips and ran his right thumb over them. You were so caught up in the shock of seeing him act so out of character that you didn't even care about this.

You were weak, foolish and pathetic in his eyes, but somehow he craves that warm touch of softness. You don't show him that you fear him so openly and you don't give in to disobeying him either, his control for the first time doesn't work on someone: You.

"Makime-san, I" Your words were caught in your throat as Makime crashed his lips to yours, desperately and obsessively. It was as if he was trying to mark you as his, to make it clear that he wouldn't let anyone else have you. It didn't matter if that went against the feelings you both felt at the moment.

The kiss was wild and charged with forbidden passion. You could feel his voracious hunger and his need to possess you, you awakened his darker and more bestial side, you knew that being in this state he was capable of more than just a game of cat and mouse.

As the kiss continued, you were torn between excitement and fear. On the one hand, you were attracted to the intensity of his emotions or the way he wanted you. On the other hand, you knew that being close to him was dangerous and that his perseverance in his goals could trigger terrifying consequences.

Makime slowly parted, leaving a trail of heaving breath between you. His eyes were filled with a mixture of lust and madness, you could see the internal struggle in his expression.

"What are we in the midst of this chaos?" whispered Makime, his voice laden with possession and despair. "I can't resist how I feel about you, even if it's my own contradiction. But I understand if it scares or disgusts you… You know puppy though, I don't care."

As you struggled to catch your breath, you faced a difficult choice. Makime was dangerous and ruthless, but he had also awakened something in you that you couldn't ignore, your love frustrations of a virgin girl.

You knew you couldn't turn your back on his behaviors. But carnal desire blinded you by making you love him and you were scared of what that meant.

You put your hands on his chest trying to separate and lengthen the distance between the two of you, after all he had already kissed you, though your voice sounded shaky but firm. "Makime, this can't go on like this," you said, trying to set boundaries. "I understand your feelings, but I can't let this consume me. I need you to respect me and understand my concerns."

Makime looked at you with a mixture of surprise and frustration. He didn't like you rejecting him, but his playful side took this as a challenge that he gladly accepted. Little by little he took control, even when you tried to push him away. You had long since forgotten that you were in the hallway next to the bathrooms, you hoped this would end soon, you didn't want to give in or be embarrassed.

"I see you still don't get it, there's no choice here, come on there's no denying it… I want you so bad!!!" Again he grabbed you kissing your neck and starting to suck it. "Fuck! If it wasn't because that bastard Himeno drank the wine I brought for you, you'd be just as horny if not hornier than me" He whispered between sighs and then licked your left ear lobe.

You couldn't help but moan in response, his warm tongue sliding down your neck and your earlobe making your whole body shiver. You had to admit, he was doing it very well and your body was starting to respond.

"If I had known that bastard would drink the wine for you, I would have put aphrodisiacs in your juice… Hum! But it doesn't matter" he replied arrogantly. "Fuck, look what you provoked, I can't believe he actually did it… Drinking your gift, pathetic."

His hand moved down, reaching for your ass, while his mouth nibbled and licked the tender skin of your neck. Then, without warning, he caught you off guard again and rammed you by grabbing your thighs in the direction of an empty Karaoke booth. After all, he had already planned this.

"Hey, put me down," you protested, trying to stop him, but his strength and will were too strong, so he easily carried you away.

"What are you doing? I thought you said you understood and respected me?" you growled in protest.

"Yes, but not everything can be taken into account in a situation like this," Makime replied as he closed the door to the small cabin.

"Did you really think I was going to accede to your pathetic requests after your little games? Ahh you really are a thing, my sweet silly doll."

You felt trapped and frightened by Makime's attitude. You didn't like how he was treating you and wondered how you had gotten into this situation. You tried to break free, but his hands were still holding you tightly.

"I don't want to do this, Makime. Please let me go," you pleaded, trying to hold back tears.

But Makime didn't seem to hear you. She approached you with a lustful look in her eyes and began to rip your blouse. You felt vulnerable and exposed, not knowing what to do.

At that moment, when you both saw the shadow of someone you felt emotions running to extreme edges. On the one hand, Makime felt excited at the thought of those sons of bitches you call friends seeing you in this intimate position and on the other hand…. You just wanted the earth to swallow you up. Apparently Denji had been looking for you, since you had disappeared, but a still drunk Himeno told him to forget it, so they left, leaving your heart more nervous than relieved.

Makime smiled when he felt you tense up, laughing at the situation.

"What's the matter, my little puppy?…. I know, you feel self-conscious because we are here in a public place right?", Makime teased.

You felt humiliated by his attitude and backed away from him, trying to cover yourself with what little was left of your blouse. You couldn't believe that you had fallen for his tricks and had allowed him to lead you into such a dangerous situation.

"You should shut up and play along, after all, we are still in sight no matter how dark the cabin is," Makime continued to mock you as he pulled you back into the small armchair in this cabin which is considerably smaller than the previous one where the others were getting drunk.

But you had had enough, so you struggled even though this only made the demon laugh and he bit one of your hands stopping your struggle, you looked at him indignant and blushing.

"I'm not going to play along, Makime. I already told you I don't want to do this," you told him firmly.

Makime seemed annoyed by your reaction, but finally stopped laughing. Then he turned you completely around because before you were on his back touching his chest and feeling the bulge between your buttocks.

Then the redhead threw you down on the couch pinning you down, he started to take off your clothes while talking to you with a tone of irritation and jealousy.

"I know you love it, that's why you were going from bed to bed, surely Denji or that idiot Powa buried his dick in you".

Makime looked at you with a smirk, her fingers rubbing your clit as her fingers slowly sank into your wet entrance.

"Ahh-! You're wrong," you groaned. "I-I was never with anyone, sleeping or waking up with them meant nothing- NHHH!!!" You almost arched your back as he buried his fingers closer and so far into your sensitive G-spot. It was fucking painful.

"Oh, are you sure, because from what I can see you want lots of men to fuck you and turn you into their little slut. Even with the fact that you don't look like a girl who likes to fuck a lot" Makime commented. in a sly voice "Fuck! You're so fucking wet and tight, ahhh this is a good thing for me, your pussy is going to be perfect."

"Makime-san, it's not what you think! Please let me go. It's supposed to be my birthday" You screamed as he pulled out his fingers and squeezed your clit with them. Then he lifted your legs and ripped off your clothes completely, like a dessert to be tasted in his eyes.

"Oh, of course it's your birthday, my sweet bitch…. I'll use my cock to poke that little pussy of yours, it will be my second present tonight just to remind you who you belong to" You started to cry as he swallowed your juices and licked your pussy like candy. You felt depraved, disgusted but lust clouded your judgment. After all, you were human.

You tried to move, but your body no longer obeyed you. Makime had enchanted you with his control and for the first time carnal desires blinded you both.

"Fuck! I'm going to make you mine, (T/N)…. You have no idea what you are doing to me" You heard his voice, full of lust and malice, it was as if he was talking to himself, as his mouth continued to devour you, he pulled his fingers out of your pussy and grabbed his cock, which moments before he had pulled out of his pants.

At this point you stop caring about the leather sticking to your skin making it uncomfortable or the strange angle of your neck with Makime's movements.

"That's it… Spread my legs, my little whore" you heard him say as you felt his cock thrusting into your entrance, you knew it was quite plentiful from the many times he pressed against you playing those games of his. It was big and thick, even though it was only a few inches, it scared you and more so when you and this body were virgins.

"Makime! Please…Stop," you moaned, feeling the pressure of his cock in your pussy grinding against you.

"Oh! My love, I can't do that…. Not until you beg for my cock" The next thing you knew you felt him enter you and a mixture of pain and pleasure hit you, you gasped for air as he went deeper and deeper.

"Ahh, you're so fucking tight!"

"Stop, stop, it hurts!" you moaned, closing your eyes, feeling the discomfort.

"What the fuck are you doing? Stop moving around like it's going to kill you to have me inside you…. OH GOD, are you trying to make me cum before I get my entire cock inside you?" You inadvertently squeezed your legs and loins together, this caused a grunt to come out of him as you felt his cock against your walls.

"It's so big I don't know if I can handle it" you replied, between sobs. Makime then moved on to kiss you again, you couldn't help it, his kisses were addictive and his tongue was as powerful as he was.

"I already told you, you are mine. If I wasn't so impatient, I'd take my time and enjoy every part of your pussy, whether it was with my cock or my tongue," he moaned, sticking his tongue out and licking his lips. "Fuck! I'm going to fuck you, so you know who you belong to, no one else is going to fuck you again after this" Makime just gyrated from there. He lunged, bit and clawed, just as you, you re-sanguinated his back to withstand each onslaught.

You had never been more aroused, the thought of him taking you as his own affirming his dominance over you made you even more lustful and even though your logical side screamed otherwise, you no longer cared.

"Look how much you want me, look at all this cum you're giving me. Are you ready for my gift, slut, are you going to beg for my gift?". He looked at you between bites, his eyes and yours lost in lust.

"Gift?" You looked lost, again a sense of nervousness and fear.

"Yes, my little puppy…. Don't be afraid, this time I'll be good even if I have to punish you for running away from me" You moaned, feeling it come out of you, it was so sudden and unexpected that your body seemed to collapse too.

Then the redhead pulled your legs down and sat you up, helping you not to fall down from exhaustion, then he licked your wounds before rising again and placing your entrance over his cock, both of you sitting with you on top of him with your buttocks in the air. Makime began to smack you like a parent would a misbehaving toddler as he rammed you then grabbed one of your breasts sucking on it, the other he squeezed digging his nails into it.

"W-what are you doing?" you moaned in pain as his other hand left your breast and went to your clit, his fingers pressed and caressed it.

"Makime, please don't hurt me…. I'll be a good girl, I swear." You were about to start screaming again but that didn't stop him, on the contrary, he moved from your right breast to your mouth, his lips glued to yours, your tongue dancing with his, his tongue exploring every part he could. allowed.

"Ahh! I'll make you understand what happens when you run away from me, if you don't want me to stop, if you want to be my good girl then say so, my dirty needy bitch" he growled digging his nails even deeper into your left breast and then his right index finger rubbing faster against your clit.

"Ngh! Ahh-MAKIME!"

"Oh! You want me to stop, you want me to release that point of pleasure that I know is the right thing to do? But I won't. Beg, beg, beg me to stop, I won't until you suck my cock with your lips."

"Ngh! Ahh- No, no, please…. MAKIME."

"That's not the answer I wanted to hear my dear bitch."

"N-no, don't hurt me…. I-I-I… AHH!"

"What's the matter with you, don't you want it? Tell me!"

"I-I… I… want-NGHH!"

"Say it, say what you want me to do to you."

"I want more… I'm not satisfied… I need more!"

"Fuck! This is… Ahhhh" growled the redhead as his right index finger and cock began to move at a frantic pace, so fast it felt like a blur, making your body tremble with pleasure, your breathing ragged as you neared orgasm.

"Ahh! I'm going to cum…" You moaned almost passing out from the pleasure.

"Good girl… Let it out" Makime replied, his finger pausing to leave you with a sigh of relief and then continuing to rub your clit, but gently as his cock filled your pussy.

Then you both cried out, falling tired, more you than him as Makime is a demon and therefore more resilient.

"Makime-san… Why?" you asked angrily having regained your consciousness away from lust still panting, but this only made him smile.

"Well, if I tell you it will be boring and you'll go back to avoiding me, besides I'm glad to know I was your first time." You were so confused by his words and the feeling of the semen inside him that you couldn't articulate words.

"Do you really think I don't want you even after all I've done to you? Haha, ahh…. Let's change, you don't want to look like that in front of the others…. Although I'm sure they're still drinking. For this occasion I'll reserve your oral fucking" Makime got up from the chair pulling on his clothes starting to put them on. Then he left the karaoke booth and as you were reaching for your panties, you noticed…. FUCK!!! That bastard had stolen them from you.

You quickly put on your clothes and ran after him, while he laughed at the scene, ignoring you even when you grabbed his arm pulling him on nonchalantly. You had to put on his jacket, at least he was aware that he tore your blouse.

"What's the matter? Don't be so rough little dove, you're not going to deny that you like me?" He asked arrogantly getting close to your face, almost playfully kissing you. You felt disgusted and embarrassed by past events.

"You…!"

"I what?", He said as he walked back to the party with you trying to retrieve your panties. It was disgusting of him and uncomfortable for you to walk around without them on.

"Don't look at me like that, I know you like me …. And you should let me go, everyone is looking at you. By the way, from now on, be careful that in the future I find out who you fuck, you're mine. "You blushed when he mentioned it again, embarrassment ran through your being as you felt his hand near your buttocks.

[Well… like I said, I'm horrible at writing NSFW, I'm a virgin and even if I watch porn or whatever to inspire me, I honestly suck. I hope the sex made sense, I'm sorry if there are errors in narrative, coherence or any inconvenience].

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GENDERBENT MAKIMA !

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GENDER-BEND! MAKIMA HEAD-CANONS

implied grooming, gn w amab reader in mind, creepy! makima, dead dove (?), reader gets called 'pup/puppy', no beta read , mentions of forced feminization, yandere makima (?) , slight obsessive/possessive makima (?), cliff hanger(?), male! makima, gender-bend makima, he/him from makima, no pronouns for reader!

male! makima who you saw when you were with your mom walking your dog at night, his yellow eyes with their red rings within them made you feel uneasy.. male! makima who has been keeping his eyes on you ever since you both locked eyes, something about you that made him want to keep you as a pet perhaps? male! makima, who finally meets you on your way back from school. you both bumped into each-other since you weren't paying attention as you were in your own little world, “apologizes” he spoke with a soft smile. ‘he's pretty..’  you think to yourself but quickly notice his eyes, it's the same man you saw when you young, “sorry..” you mumble as you look down at your feet and quickly walk away. male! makima who watches you through your bedroom window with his creepy eyes as you complain to your parents you can't sleep since you feel paranoid of someone watching you as you sleep. male! makima who watches you grow up as time goes on, and tries to find ways to get closer to you as time goes on. male! makima gets impatient, while you're out at school one day makima slaughters both of your parents and makes it look like a devil had slaughtered them. male! makima who's overjoyed when he hears the news that you’ll be joining and becoming a devil hunter. male! makima who slowly turns into a weird type of father figure for you since he always takes care of you after your long days of patrolling.

male! makima treats you better than anyone else in the division, and you're his favorite puppy. male! makima who gets you to trust him, and finally has you in his grasp to toy with your mind. male! makima who gets oddly touchy when you both are alone in his office, he’ll ask you to sit under his desk and pets you like a dog as he does paperwork saying it helps concentrate, makima who will place you on his lap and lap warm him like a puppy. male! makima, who becomes creepier and instead of doing paperwork goes out and sees you in action killing devils, down said it causes him to get hot and bothered seeing you covered in blood and gore! male! makima doesn't trust anyone else to keep eyes on you so he does it himself after sitting at his desk pumping his cock at the thought of you. male! makima hates whenever you try to avoid him thinking he wouldn't notice his pup trying to get away from his grasp. male! makima buys you cute dresses and makes you try them on whenever you misbehave. he'll force you to wear them to fight devils, he doesn't care if you feel embarrassed, it's what you deserve.

male! makima gets overhears you have been having a secret relationship with one of the members of the division, he isnt so happy to hear that, you're his puppy and if he has to keep you on a leash he will, but first he'll have to deal with a pest.

[musicalmoritz]

I love to analyze characters flaws but I have a problem with the way a lot of fans do it because they’ll be like “hey this character has actually done some terrible things, you shouldn’t like them.” What if I told you those terrible things made me like them 100x more??

[amphibiahawks321]

Makima : Ah, Y/N i see your back from the Mission

[Shows Y/N clothes covered in dirt and debris]

M!Reader : Pant it was NOT easy I'll tell you that... Pant

Makima : Oh? How so?

M!Reader : Aki was too strict, Himeno keeps making dirty jokes and Kobeni keeps panicking.... I mean I get why she's panicking but it's so hard to cool her down... While Denji and power theyyyyyy.... Keep being themselves.... I'm just glad we all made it out alive

Makima : Hm....

[Makima walked up to Y/N and starts petting his hair]

M!Reader : .......Chuckles You trying to get me to blush boss?

Makima : Maybe~

[Makima leans in and gives Y/N a kiss on the cheek]

M!Reader blushing : .....

[Makima leans in to his ear]

you do deserve a reward for completing the mission~

[Y/N blushes redder]

[rekino2114]

Can I ask for one headcanon about what Fami, Makima, Asa/Yoru, Power and Quanxi reacting to someone hitting or disrespecting your boyfriend?

Makima,power,quanxi, asa/yoru and fami reacting to you getting disrespected

Makima

She resists the urge to kill the person right there and then to not cause a scene and instead just approaches you

She's smiling the whole time and holding your hand to make you feel safe but to the person who was bothering she just seems creepy and uncanny

If they don't leave and continue harassing you she'll just use her powers and make them leave before asked if you're OK and reminding you that whatever they said wasn't true (she gives you headpats if you're particularly sad)

If they, for some reason, decide to come back, she'll just kill them, she already gave them a warning after all

"Are you alright darling? I saw you looked pretty sad by what that piece of trash said, just remember that I love you ok?

"Don't worry I know thanks makima"

"Don't mention it, it's the least I could do"

Power

Unlike makima, power has absolutely no problem with killing someone in front of you, especially if that someone is insulting you in front of her

She'll just create a blood spear or something and stab them repeatedly to release her anger

But if she's having a good day or if you ask her to, she won't kill them but just kick them down while spouting insults at them

Once she's finished she'll demand praise for defending your honor

"HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT THE GREAT POWER'S GREAT BOYFRIEND, YOU SHOULD BE DEAD FOR YOUR ATTITUDE YOU PATHETIC HUMAN"

"......p-power I think they're unconscious"

"Eh, how disappointing, anyways I think I deserve a little credit for protecting you"

"Thank you power, even if I didn't think you needed to go this far thanks for defending me"

"*blushes* o-of course, the almighty power will always defend you"

Quanxi

Her hand was already on her Dao the moment she heard something negative about you come out of that person's mouth.

She decided against killing them and just joins your conversation, making (not that) veiled threats at their life if they continue insulting you

This woman is intimidating af, so the person will probably leave but if for some reason they don't she'll put her sword at their neck and just say "leave" in her cold and deadly tone (she considered going crossbow form but thought they were too weak)

She'll be more protective of you for the rest of the date (which is saying something) side hugging you whenever someone goes near you

"Y/n....... is this person bothering you?"

"Oh its alright babe I think they were leaving anyway"

"What a shame.....i just sharpened my Dao I was looking forward to using it"

Asa mitaka/yoru

(I assume you wanted them together since you put a slash in them instead of a comma, but let me know if I'm wrong)

That person's fate really depends on who is in control of the body at that moment

Asa doesn't like confrontation so she'll just tell you to ignore them and pull you away (while ignoring yoru screaming in her head to let her out so she can kill them)

Yoru, on the other hand, is much more aggressive. Those insults that person told you are gonna be their last words because she's immediately turning them into a weapon before chuckling at how weak it is and throwing it away (probably killing another person in the process)

If you're sad about it later they will give you hugs and remind you of their love to make you feel better (yoru while blushing intensely)

".......hey girl, let me out this instant"

"No I'm not letting you murder someone today"

"THAT BITCH IS INSULTING MY BOYFRIEND AND YOU'RE LETTING THEM GET AWAY WITH IT!?"

"Our boyfriend"

"Whatever. The important thing is that you didn't even tell them anything, do you really love y/n that little?"

"N-no, I love him!"

"......Are you and yoru fighting again?"

"Y-yeah"

Fami

She finishes swallowing whatever she was eating, stands up, goes near their face, and tells the person to leave

Fami can be really intimidating too. She's a tall, emotionless woman with ringed yellow eyes, so most likely the person will leave when she is right in their face

She'll keep silent eye contact until they leave not even blinking once and then coming back to the table continuing to eat like nothing happened

If what the person said really hurt you, she'll bring you to eat ice cream cause she heard it's the food that helps cheer up humans the most

"My boyfriend and i are eating. Leave."

"........."

"Is something wrong y/n?"

"N-no, I just....didn't think you could be that scary"

"I'm an horseman of apocalypse, I kinda have to"

"Yeah that makes sense"

"........I don't scare you do I?"

"Oh no don't worry, absolutely not"

"Hm....good"

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[yan-rai]

Yandere! Aged up! Denji x reader x Yandere! Makima

Synopsis: Denji is quite a handful, after all, he grew up unfortunate. He's ecstatic at the smallest things, so imagine how he acts when you do the slightest gesture. Especially when he sees competition. The same could be said with Makima, she has a calm exterior, but, she hates having to share her property. So, why not settle this with a duel?

-Warning- SPOILERS FOR PART 1. This is a yandere work, it will include dark themes (however in this, I would say it is light). I do not control who reads this, however, this should not be romanticized and should stay in fiction. I do not condone this behavior. Light editing, Suggestive, cheating(?) reader, also in a way, manipulative. Aged up! Denji. Cannibalism(?), death, mentions of religious aspects (praying by Denji and reader) being called a wife by Makima (no gender associated though since she refers to herself as the husband). Implied that reader is not fully human, could be considered a fiend, devil or a hybrid.

Side Note!: I accidentally uploaded this without knowing so it had to be put on private since I don't know how to change it back to drafts 😭. This is my first published blog, so I'm still a newbie trying to figure things out. If you see any errors, whether it be typos or giving reader a gender, don't be afraid to tell me! I'll quickly fix it. These images are NOT mine, Denji chibi is made by JackGravitty, Makima chibi is made by Yknsugar. Other images are just manga panels.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 You're aware of Makima's plan.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 After all, she considers you as family, why would she need to keep something from you?

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 When you meet Denji, you're in a way, disappointed.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Makima gushes about Chainsaw man, but when you see the barely adult, you wonder if Chainsaw man was truly great as she painted him to be.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Not wanting the plan to fail, you treated Denji kindly.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Offering food, cleaning up after him, and giving praise.

"Ohhhh Yeahhhh!" Denji shouted as you handed him a plate full of meat. "Thank you for the food!" Denji clasped his hands together as he dug in, almost choking in the process. "Denji, you'll have to be more careful, can't have you dying without completing the contract now, hm?" You tilt your head, Deji coughed. "Y-Yeah! Sorry..." He drank water. "Uhm... (Y/N), what's your type?"

"My type?" You tilted your head, "Hmmm." You put a finger on your chin. Obviously it'd be Makima, and only her. However, perhaps him taking interest in you was the plan? You knew she'd be pissed if you ruined it, you smiled. "I think I'll be the most happy with you, Denji." "W-With me!?" He stuttered, checks flushed. "Yeah. You're cute, loyal, basically like a dog" you named off, leaning towards his face, "And most of all, you're Chainsaw man."

"You'll protect me, right?"

Denji nods frantically.

"What's your type?" You smiled.

"Y-You!" He blurted out.

"I'm glad."

You lean further, connecting your lips against his.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Denji would be lying if he said he *hadn't* gotten a boner right there and then.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 I mean? What reaction would he have gotten instead!?

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 A hot person kissing him as they confirmed their feelings!?

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Denji now believes you're in a relationship with him, he's yours and you're his, simple as that.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 While Makima did treat him well, you did it with wanting nothing in return, it was as if, you liked him for him. You saw him as Denji, not Chainsaw man.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 That's all it takes for him to fall head over heels for you.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Denji would be far more clingy with you, annoying a certain boss.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Not like he cares, though.

"(Y/N)" She called out, no longer allowing you to daydream as stood near her door.

"I've heard you got into a relationship, hm?" Makima spoke, sitting at her desk as you stood. "Ah, you too?" You sighed, he was practically announcing it to the world with how he acted. "Congratulations." Makima continued her smile, however, with most of her smiles, it was fake. "It's not my fault." You furrowed your eyebrows, "You said you were going to take care of him! Why'd you toss it over to me?" "Why did you give the dog hope?" Makima responded, no longer smiling. "I didn't want to ruin your plans, so I assumed you'd want me to flirt with him so he doesn't run away." You huffed.

She stayed silent before tapping on her lap, reluctantly, you sat.

Putting her arms around you,

"I didn't know my wife cared about me so much. But, I'm sure you're aware, I don't like sharing."

Her lips trail down from your lips to your nape, she bites your collarbone.

"Stop it. We're at the office." You hitched, "Since when were you the husband?" She teased, licking the hickey she recently gave you. "You're aware that I don't like Denji, right? You don't have anything to worry about. I'd choose you over him, no matter what." You reassured, Makima hummed. "Makima, I love you. We'll get officially married, start a family," You rested on her shoulder, clasping your hands with hers, "and stay together for entirety." You whispered.

She paused. Her eyes trail up to your face, she fiddles with the buttons, hands slowly trailing to your tie. Pulling on it, she brings your face closer to hers, biting your bottom lip.

"You're mine and mine only, you belong to me."

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Normally, she doesn't care about the people around you, they're nothing but flies.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 She met you waaaaaayy before Denji even existed.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 But Denji clearly was changing you.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 She saw the way you looked at him, as if you *actually* liked him.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 She hated how a mere pet can change someone's feelings quickly.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 What did that dog have that she didn't?

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Nothing! She had everything, the will to change someone's memories, control anyone, hell she was unstoppable at this point!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 That's right.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 He *had* nothing, but now, he's surrounded by people he loves.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Perhaps it's time for the dog to be put back on a leash?

"I apologize for the loss, Denji." Makima sipped her coffee, as the dogs played around both her and Denji. "We tried everything to make sure everyone came out alive, but, the gun devil, he's quite strong. However, we managed to defeat him." She smiled.

Denji, however, seemed to still be shaken up by Aki's death, as expected. After all, Aki took care of Denji, treating him as a little brother, someone who died because of him. "Makima..." He suddenly spoke. "You said, if we defeated the gun devil...I can make any wish, right?" Denji lifted his head, putting his fingers in his mouth. "Of course," Makima smiled as she put her coffee on her lips. "Then... Can I make a wish where (Y/N) will never leave me? If everything goes wrong, then, they'll be the only one who'll stay with me?"

Makima paused, no longer smiling, her eyes glaring daggers.

Tch.

Does this fucker really think he has a chance with you?

Makima sipped her coffee, regaining her smile.

"Is that what you wish for, Denji?"

"Yes...please. I-I... I can't afford to lose them."

""Denji, it's your birthday, correct?" Her head tilted.

"Huh? Oh, y-yeah!"

"Happy 19th birthday."

"Thank you, Makima." Denji blushed.

"Say, I actually invited someone over." Makima stood up, "Really? Who!?" Denji turned his body around as Makima neared the door.

Denji's smile never fell, he wondered who it could be. Perhaps (Y/N)? It'd be nice to hear a birthday saying from them. Perhaps it'd be one of her men, ready to give him the birthday boy treatment. Perhaps it'd be Power, who would jump to him ecstatically like a wild dog. Or better yet, even if he knows it might not be true, perhaps there would be a way, to bring back Aki, so they could once again be like a happy family.

Makima gently opened the door.

"Denji..."

Ah! He was right! It's Power!

"Power!" Denji ran to get up, almost tripping.

"No way! A cake!?" He cheered, it was the first time he'd received a cake for his birthday. Truly, his life was turning around, he loved becoming Chainsaw man.

"H-"

"Bang."

"Eh...?"

Blood splattered on his face, his eyes laying upon power, whose head fell near her legs. Her torso completely gone.

Denji's eyes slowly started to face Makima, who, only had a smile as her hand still had the pointing gesture.

"Your wish, (Y/N)... To be the *only one* to stay with you, right?" Makima spoke, facing him.

His smile falters.

No.

He didn't mean it like that.

Not at all!

Why.

Why did she do this to him!?

God damn it!

Why did he wish it like that in the first place!?

No... Nobody would think it like that!

It was her fault.

For everything.

"Why..." He lets out.

Makima only smiled.

"Do you hate me or something!?" Denji shouted, clenching his fist.

"Hate is... quite a strong wrong, though, I can't deny it. But, it's just a mere punishment for believing that (Y/N) would want to stay with you in the first place. Dogs need to be punished when doing things they aren't meant to." She laughed, except it wasn't the laugh she always presents herself with. It was a hollow laugh, something like it wouldn't come out of a human in the first place. "You're wrong! (Y/N) loves me! They...they presented me with such kindness, They protect me, feed me, kiss me...hold hands...they... They trust me to save them! Save them from *things* like you!"

Denji leads his hands near his cord.

"I'll fight with everything I got to defeat a monster like you." He spat.

"Denji, did you really think (Y/N) loved you?" Makima questioned, "Don't you ever stop to think? (Y/N) only loves you for Chainsaw Man, not Denji. Just like all the other people that came and went, they fought for Chainsaw Man."

"(Y/N)'s the same, except, they work for me. They *love* me. They offered to take the role of the person you'd fall in love with. That mouth that praises you, kisses you, calls out your name, it's done the same to me. Far more, and... It actually holds its meaning."

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 No.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 NO.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 You... You weren't like them at all!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 You loved him for him!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Those moments that you shared, the times where you would kiss him first, laugh at his jokes...

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Had they all been lies?

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 No! He refuses to believe it! Makima clearly was lying!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 She had to have been jealous!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 It's okay! He'll make sure he defeats her! You two will be able to live together once and *without* meddling things.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 All of this will be for you.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 She wanted to laugh again.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 The way he thinks he'd be able to defeat her was funny.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Sure Chainsaw Man was strong, but, she'd be fighting Denji, not him.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 If Denji knew better, he'd know that he should back off this instant.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 She smiles smugly.

"You're aware you'll end up dying, right?"

"I'll never let you have (Y/N)!"

Denji pulls on the cord, turning into chainsaw man.

"Grahahaha!" He laughed manically.

"May the best one win." Makima smiled, revealing chains as past encounters revived. Including Aki, Reze, Angel Devil, and so on.

MAKIMA'S WIN.

𐃬𐃬𐃬𐃬𐃬

Her feet echoed as she stepped on the rumble due to their aftermath.

She grabs Chainsaw Man by his head, whom, was ripped in half.

"Tch."

She rips out a heart.

It was oddly shaped, since it was the Chainsaw Devil, or as Denji called it, Pochita.

"What a waste." She sighs, remembering the battle. Power showed up out of nowhere, trying to defend Denji, and of course, still died. Frankly, Makima was quite annoyed, she spent years thinking she'll eventually fight *The* Chainsaw Devil. And yet, the devil didn't even come out to fight her, and she instead won against Denji.

Taking a cigarette from one of the corpses she used, she sat down.

Smoking for the first time.

She coughed.

"It doesn't matter now." She spoke with a hoarse voice.

She held Pochita close, "We'll get rid of the unnecessary together, that way, (Y/N) and I will be able to live in a world of peace. We'll start a family together, and perhaps you can be included too? You'll be like a child to us." She smiled.

"We'll have a happy life."

She paused, her smile widening.

"Ah. They arrived." She looks back, picking up your scent.

"W-What... Happened here?" You looked at the mess.

Makima called you in out of nowhere.

"There was quite a fight."

"I can guess, Makima." You remarked.

"Can you guess who won?" She tilted her head.

"What's that on your hand?" You peeked.

"The key to our ideal life." She showed, you paused.

"How did you obtain it?" You ask, sweating.

You knew the answer.

And yet, you still asked.

"He's dead."

"You... I thought we weren't actually going to kill him!" You gasped.

"Hahaha... How else would we obtain the heart?" She laughed, with her usual hollow laugh.

DENJI'S WIN.

𐃬𐃬𐃬𐃬𐃬

He panted.

He defeated Makima.

He was lucky Power managed to show up in time.

Though, he could praise himself for letting Makima's guard down, that required planning.

"Huh." Makima let out.

"Chainsaw Man didn't come to save me." She furrowed her eyebrows, looking down as her blood splattered. She wasn't even fully split, it just stopped at her torso.

"Guess (Y/N)'s all mine now, huh?" He smiled.

The life she wanted with you, crumbled before her eyes.

"This is hardly enough to..."

"I know."

His chainsaw rumbles.

˖⁺‧₊˚

"Thank you for inviting me to dinner." You smiled,

"Yeah.. I just wanted to prove that I'm getting better at cooking!" He smiled, walking towards you as he handed you your plate. "That way you can depend on your boyfriend a little more." He sat down.

You blush a bit.

You'd be lying if you said you hadn't gained some form of love towards him.

You catch the smell of the food, your smile widening.

"This looks delicious, Denji!" You praised.

"After you, you're older than me after all."

"Thank you for the food," you quickly prayed, digging in.

The flavor was immaculate, the way everything was fried was to perfection.

"Where'd you get this meat from? It tastes better than the store I get it from." You spoke, taking another bite as Denji ate his.

He kept chewing, allowing a moment of silence, before he swallowed it.

"It's Makima." He spoke, taking another bite.

"Pardon?" You drop a piece of food from your chopsticks, your smile now fading.

To be honest,

Makima hasn't called you in for a while, you thought it was because she's been busy with work, you'd rather not bother her.

"You're eating Makima."

It finally dawned on you.

You were eating your once lover, prepared by your current lover.

You wanted to barf.

[starstruckgrrl]

➜﹒★ ﹒spice up your life ~ dom!makima x sub!male reader

▹﹒✶ synopsis: you go on a first date with a cute girl that's a friend of a friend. it goes well, but once you get to her apartment she... changes? ᨓ ♡ warnings: smut, non-con, dom!makima, male!reader, submission, pet names, modern au, manipulative!makima, some drinking, overstimulation, -> a/n: this was a request from an irl friend!! sorry if it's unexpected !! :p

your friend sets you up on a blind date, and as you go in, you're not expecting much. blind dates are blind for a reason right? there must be something she's hiding... when you are guided to the table that makima reserved for you both, you're floored. prior to what you thought, she's quite beautiful. her eyes laser focus on you in an instant as soon as you approach the table. you strike up conversation with her, and she's very fun to talk to, albeit a bit shy at first. the both of you go on for a few hours, getting to know each other's basic likes and dislikes, past, and interests. you feel like you've really gripped an understanding of this girl. you already trust her and feel like you have a connection, which you would soon realize is a fatal mistake. it's around 11pm when you're walking makima home, and you're walking side by side. you are both giddy, giggling like school girls. you would normally try to hold back laughter like this, but you had loosened up around her. you reach her house and she stops to turn around and look at you. "would you like to... come in?" she asks. "yes." you say, breathlessly. she sits you down in her neatly decorated living room, fixing you a drink in the kitchen. she passes it to you, and when you take a swig, you wince. it's strong. the two of you both drink your individual clear liquids - you would figure out later that makima was merely drinking water - and you begin to feel a bit giddy. you hadn't had a date go this good in a long time! you wore a giant grin when she leaned in to kiss you softly. the kiss was pleasant, until she got rough and harshly grabbed your shoulder and bit your lip. you whimpered and tried to pull back, but she wouldn't let you go. "where are you going, puppy?" she ripped off your shirt and began to take off your pants when you stopped her and said, "please don't, th-this is going too fast for me." "aw, you think you have a choice?" she replied, smiling wide. you didn't want to push her further and ruin this first date with her, because you really liked her outside of this. she was genuinely entertaining and funny. you allowed her to take off your pants, though a bit clumsily in your tipsy state. she rubbed the outline of your already growing erection and cupped your balls while looking at you. the intimacy made you shy away from looking at her, but she pulled your head back to make sure you looked at her as she slipped off her jeans and sat on top of you. you sat against the couch, breathing heavily as she pulled down your underwear to free your cock. she pulled her panties to the side and began to sink down onto your cock slowly. she put both arms on the sides of your head and held it in place as to make sure you don't turn away. makima softly moaned as she took in more of you, and you believed the sound to be heavenly. once she was fully seated, she began to ride you at a fast, but consistent pace. she maintained consistent as she grabbed your head and forced you to look down. you watched your cock disappear and reappear as she bounced up and down on you. "isn't it so beautiful?" she asked, and you shook your head yes. she brought her hand down to rub her clit and she moaned out. her walls clenched around you to signal she was close to an orgasm. your cock twitched inside her, and she told you not to cum yet. "you have to save your stamina!" she said. "how long was she planning to go on?" you asked in your head. makima rubbed her clit faster and she came around your cock, her pace slowing as she rode out her orgasm. she moaned out loudly as she began to feel overstimulated, but picked up her pace again. makima wasn't planning to stop any time soon. ~

[satubby]

Hello! How are you? if you still place orders I hope you can attend to mine. I confess that your male Makima writings drive me crazy, so if you don't mind, here I have another request for you and I hope it's not wierd. Could you make a scenario that the reader moved away from everyone for a while and stayed out of everyone's sight, and after a few months she returns and they find out that he had a daughter? (Makime is the father) and he finds out that the girl is his daughter? I hope my request doesn't bother you and I really wish you could attend to it. I hope you have a good day and stay healthy!

[Hello sweetie! Thanks for entrusting me with these requests, sorry to keep you waiting but I took my months off and started working, that's why I didn't answer my inbox. Here you go, it's like a little One shot/scenario].

You find yourself in the bathroom, bent over the toilet as waves of nausea seem to drag your consciousness down. The bitter taste in your mouth and the rapid beating of your heart take you back to the murky memory of your encounter with Makime at the bar. Although days have passed since then, the images are still tattooed in your mind, like fresh scars that refuse to fade.

"Why, no, this can't be happening to me? Fuck," you mutter between sobs, feeling a lump in your throat as tears begin to mix with the sensation of vomiting. A sarcastic joke about the irony of life crosses your mind, a kind of bitter self-reflection that only you can understand.

The muffled voices of your friends reach you from the other side of the door, but you barely manage to pay attention to them. Aki, Denji and Powa try to be supportive, but the sense of isolation is stronger than ever. Makime's cold presence, clinging to your thoughts like a shadow, plunges you into a spiral of self-loathing and despair. So much effort you put into getting away from him, but it only seems to motivate him to stalk.

"Hey, is everything okay? You've been in the bathroom for half an hour and Powa keeps nagging me about coming in….. (Y/N), you know I'm worried about you," Aki asks with genuine concern in his voice. You can feel her palpable anxiety, as if she shares your torments in the distance. His words offer you a glimmer of clarity amidst the darkness, but they also make you feel even more vulnerable and pathetic. You don't think you're brave enough to face them, not after your betrayal, or at least you feel that way.

"No, I'm… fine, ugh," you say in a halting voice, fighting the lump in your throat as your tears mix with the cold sweat on your face. You clutch the toilet tightly, reality becoming a blur as another access of vomit shakes you. In the midst of this painful moment, memories of Makime reclaiming what shouldn't have been hers, assault you cruelly, causing your tears to fall silently as you once again feel stripped of your self-control and power over your actions, you feel dirty and disgusted… Sleeping with the demon, giving in to his dirty, sin-filled words. That you cannot forgive yourself.

Carefully and shaky-legged, you pull yourself away from the toilet, the cold of the bathroom clinging to your damp skin from the sweat of overexertion. You stand up, but your body feels weak, as if nausea has stolen all your energy. You look in the mirror, your reflection seems strange, almost unrecognizable, or was it the tears from so much crying? Your face is pale, with the traces of tears and effort marked on it. You stare at yourself, lost in thought as doubts and fears gather like stormy clouds.

What will your friends say when they realize what is happening? You know deep down, how disappointed they would be or maybe you always jump to conclusions without asking first. You haven't had your period for weeks, so you know the only reason for it could be… pregnancy. But you didn't want this child, as guilty as you feel, you also didn't want to be a murderer of your own unwanted child. Maybe… Should you hide this unexpected pregnancy or make a more radical decision? The thought of hiding it or even aborting it haunts you, but you know you can't help but think about it.

Your mind wanders down the dark alleys of your fears-how will Makime react if he finds out? The very thought of his cold stare and cutting words makes you shudder or worse, to see his look filled with mocking satisfaction at your defeat carrying his child inside. And then there is the damage you could cause yourself if you decide to abort, both physically and emotionally, you don't think you are capable of enduring those horrors, but you know well that in this universe full of maniacs, blood is the daily bread… That's why you hated Makime, that bastard who would destroy the dreams of others and especially Denji.

But apparently now it's more fun to annoy you, to threaten to kill them… You don't even understand what's so attractive about you that the greatest enemy in this world would notice you.

But your thoughts are interrupted when, in a nervous gesture, you bite into your own flesh. The momentary pain jolts you out of your mental spiral, and that's when you really look at your reflection. Your face is blotchy, a mixture of tears and sweat, and your expression is a chaos of despair and confusion.

The truth hits you hard: you feel caught in a whirlwind of emotions, with no clear path to follow. You realize that every decision you make will carry with it dark and heartbreaking consequences. And as you keep looking at your own reflection, you feel the crushing sensation that you are trapped in a game you didn't ask to be a part of, even though you are aware of your actions that also led you to this… You thought you could handle it by taking this job, but you are not sure at this point.

You sigh with exhaustion, a mixture of physical and mental exhaustion. You ruffle your messy hair with your hands, as if trying to push the shadows out of your mind, even though you know that's impossible. The decision to take a bath seems like a respite in the midst of the emotional storm that engulfs you. Stripping off your clothes is a mechanical act, as if you want to free yourself from the worries that oppress you, free yourself from this feeling of lustful filth even though it has been weeks since… Your first time in this body, stolen and swallowed by the devil of control.

The warm water from the shower falls on you, enveloping you in a comforting embrace. You close your eyes and let your thoughts be swept away by the stream. Slowly, you feel the mist of steam and the sound of water fill your senses, muffling the tumultuous voices in your mind.

Unnoticed, time passes in the blink of an eye, and you find peace in the simple action of feeling the water run over your skin, as if those drops of water are washing you clean of your sins. But when you finally turn off the water and step out of the shower, the thoughts return with renewed force, like angry waves lapping against the shore.

Maybe it's the monotony in your gaze or the fact that you're in such a mess between thoughts that you finally realize you're in your room, sitting up in bed. You stare into the void, your eyes swollen and your fingers hurt by the anxiety you have failed to control by biting your nails hard. Moments of relief dissolve into the raw and painful reality you face. Your mind turns again to Makime, her twisted personality or her unpredictable actions that make you so uncomfortable, you don't want to accept it, but a part of you enjoys it.

You try to map out a plan in your head, but every possibility seems to carry with it an abyss of consequences. would Makime ignore your situation? Fuck that's such a stupid thought, knowing him you know he wouldn't, always looking at you like he's the hunter and maybe he is. Could he force you to go through with this pregnancy you don't want? Your throat tightens with fear and uncertainty, a feeling you can't choke down.

You bite the end of the towel wrapped around your head, as if it might somehow take away the stress of the dark thoughts that crowd in. You keep looking for a way out, a spark of hope in the midst of this overwhelming anxiety that invades you, you have always been like this, insecure though trying.

The sound of the door being slammed abruptly breaks the silence of the room, snapping you out of your jumbled thoughts. Powa, with his thunderous energy and imperative attitude, bursts into the room like a flurry of chaos. He informs you, in his characteristic shouting tone, that Aki has already served dinner and everyone is waiting for you at the table. Though with your fog of thoughts carried away from the questions, you barely give a nod with your eyes lost in nothingness.

His words ring in your ears as you look up, meeting Powa's rambunctious figure. The blood possessed one seems more playful and noisy than ever, ready to drag you away from the pensive trance you were in. It moves into your field of vision crouching down to you, doing its best to get your attention and pull you out of that darkness.

"Looks like someone got lost in your world again," Powa comments, a hint of mockery in his voice as he smiles, showing those shark teeth that seem to be his trademark. His words sound like an invitation to leave your worries behind and join the present.

His defiant smile and mischievous child's attitude wrench a response from you. You come out of your trance, your face lights up with a nervous smile, aware that Powa might notice your worries, which you don't want him to, so you smile at him trying to draw his attention away from you. You hope that this momentary distraction will keep the rambunctious demon away and offer you a respite from the emotional storm in which you find yourself mired.

You leave the guest room that Aki had lent you, you didn't want to think about Rintarou either, what would you say to him? You don't think you're capable of anything. Your eyes fall on the trio of men occupying the kitchen. Aki is concentrating on cooking with his usual grace, while Denji and Powa argue animatedly over the vegetables that none of them seem willing to eat.

As you watch the scene, a momentary relief washes over you. The comfort of being with them, even in the midst of your anxieties, makes you feel that perhaps you can find temporary refuge… But you know the fate that awaits the three of them, it only makes you feel worse about your apparent betrayal. However, the fear of breaking that tranquility persists, holding you back in your intentions to share your worries.

Denji stops fighting with Powa and fixed his eyes at you, greeting you with an enthusiastic "Good morning, (Y/N)!" Your smile forms automatically, as if his greeting manages to momentarily dispel your gloomy thoughts.

You gather at the table, sharing your meal and chatting naturally. Aki, always attentive, asks you if everything is all right. You nod silently, not wanting to delve into your own internal struggles, not whether you wanted to bring back those horrible memories of Makime violating your privacy or this pregnancy of yours. Denji, with his characteristic intuition, comments that you seem quieter than usual, which he finds strange since you are usually the more playful one in these situations.

You stop eating for a moment, laughing nervously at his observation. "Really? S-sorry, I didn't notice," you reply trying to deflect, knowing that you don't want your world of worries to overshadow the moment you share with them.

Again, like a blur, everyone is already dressed in their uniforms, including you. You leave the apartment ready to face the day. You walk with the trio to work, your finger finds its way into your mouth, biting it anxiously once again. You wonder if the bulge in your belly will be noticeable after several months, if the stares of those around you will discover your secret. Makime is a constant weight in your thoughts, wondering what he will say once he sets eyes on you.

Every time you meet, you always feel vulnerable and nervous no matter how much you want to cover up that feeling.

As you move forward with your friends, you feel a mixture of nervousness, disgust and fear. But again, you swallow all your feelings.

The quartet advances towards the public security offices, each step you take carrying with it a load of nervousness that is reflected in your finger, which keeps getting bitten until it bleeds. The thought of facing Makime in the office torments you, and your mind races to what might happen if the devil control detects your nerves which you don't try very hard to conceal either.

The offices lie before you, and you feel as if each step brings you a little closer to the abyss of your worries. You know that when they work, they need to request the file of the next mission from Makime, and the mere idea of crossing words with him fills you with those thoughts. What will he say if he finds out about your pregnancy? You always come back to that question and fear his dirty words as possessive attached to the weight of his penetrating gaze.

Finally, you find yourself alongside the trio as they enter the offices. Aki leads the way, and you stay behind him, almost as if afraid to cross the threshold of the door. You can feel Makime's eyes on you, like needles piercing your skin. But for now, the red-haired man says nothing, he just listens and dictates the orders for the day.

Your mind clouds with a mixture of fear and resignation, as you try to keep your composure by not letting your worries overpower you. As Aki and the others dive into the discussion, your thoughts turn to Makime, how to deal with this dangerous game of appearances and secrets.

As Aki withdraws, you feel the urge to follow him, as if his presence might offer you a refuge in the midst of this awkward situation. But your plans vanish when Makime intervenes, requesting that everyone leave the office except you. His request causes your nerves to intensify, and you feel a strange sense of vulnerability pressing down on you.

Aki casts you a look of concern and comfort before closing the door behind him. The dull click of the lock adds extra weight to the already tense atmosphere in the room. You find yourself alone with Makime, and discomfort seems to fill every corner.

Makime slowly approaches you, his sly gaze and soft words forming a trap that you feel yourself sinking into. The redhead's closeness only intensifies the tightness in your chest, as if you're trapped in his magnetic orbit until you feel it… your back against his chest. You don't want to look into his predatory eyes.

"It saddens me that you are ignoring me, and I thought you had already accepted me. You know I would never hurt you or do anything you don't want, for example… Your moans that night, so soft and innocent."

His words, though laden with false comfort, only leave you more anxious. Your mind whirls as you try to decipher words with which to attack. You feel the tension in the air, a mixture of fear and obedience that keeps you on edge.

Makime's amused smile triggers a shiver down your spine. You know he can smell your fear, and that only adds to your unease. Suddenly, he takes your nibbled hand in a gesture that seems too intimate, too invasive. He scolds you for your behavior, treating it as a childish prank, as if this whole game is simply that: a game for his own twisted amusement.

"Tch! But what a mess you made… You know I'm not stupid, but we won't ask questions, okay? Let me help you with that."

The feel of his fingers around yours makes you feel trapped, and you realize that you are in a dangerous position when he runs his tongue over your badly moderated wounded fingers.

As his presence dominates the room, your thoughts become increasingly suffocating, as if you are caught in a net from which you do not know how to escape.

Makime advances with sly complacency, his falsely friendly smile is like a hook in the murky water of the situation, as he continues to play with his mouth… Oh! That beautiful, stupid, voracious mouth.

"You don't need to get so uptight, (Y/N)," he murmurs with a softness that contrasts with the storm you feel in his gaze clouded with dark thoughts. "You know I'm always here to listen if you have any problems."

Your eyes roll quickly avoiding looking at him again, desperately trying to divert the conversation away from the dangerous waters. "Oh, it's nothing, Makime. I'm just… a little tired lately," you reply in a shaky voice, aware that every word out of your mouth can be a double-edged sword in this game of yours.

Makime moves even closer, his proximity suffocating. "Tired, huh?" he muses, his tone laden with irony. "It can be overwhelming work being a demon hunter, I won't deny you that. However, you should take it easy, sometimes those emotions can lead you down…deadly…routes."

Your mind races through the possibilities behind the meaning in his words, but before you can articulate a response, he takes the initiative once again. "Haven't you noticed how your fingers are hurt?" he asks with a tone that oscillates between concern and mockery, it is obvious that the question is unnecessary in this situation.

His eyes are riveted on the hand he's still holding, as if he's analyzing every little detail of you, how his saliva is still on your wounds. Fuck how he wants to lick your sweet skin again, that addictive blood.

You stumble over your own words, diverting his attention back to you. "Oh, it's no big deal, I'm just a little nervous from the stress of work. I nibble my fingers without realizing it, sorry," you say, trying to sketch a smile that hides your true feelings. "I wouldn't want to bother you with nonsense like this."

Makime laughs softly, a laugh that makes you feel as if you're caught in a net of his design. "Nonsense, you say. But you know, (Y/N), sometimes things we consider small reveal a lot about us." His eyes sparkle with a mischievous spark as he continues, "We must learn to control ourselves, don't you think?"

You feel caught up in his devious game, a conversation that seems harmless on the surface but carries with it a subtle venom. His every word seems like a carefully crafted trap, and as you struggle to maintain your composure, you realize that you are dancing on the edge of manipulation and deception.

Makime continues his game, like a cat toying with its prey before finally attacking. His piercing eyes search yours, as if he is trying to read every thought that passes through your mind. "Sometimes, it's important to talk about our worries," he comments, his voice soft as the scrape of a sharp knife. "If you have something on your mind, (Y/N), don't hesitate to tell me. I don't want you to feel alone in this."

You feel the weight of his words like an anvil on your chest. You want to speak, desperately want to free yourself from the anguish that surrounds you, but the thought of confiding in Makime, of revealing your intimate thoughts to him, fills you with an almost paralyzing fear. His true intentions are hidden behind that mask of kindness, and you can't help but wonder if this is simply another game on his part. You don't want to be controlled by him, though at this point your lustful side wonders if you could withstand the temptation.

"Thank you, Makime," you reply, trying to remain calm, though your words tremble slightly. "I'll keep that in mind. For now, I'm just… trying to manage my own insecurities."

Makime's sly smile widens slightly, as if he's enjoying your discomfort. "Insecurities, huh? We all have our internal struggles, (Y/N), but you shouldn't be carrying all that weight alone." He takes a step closer, his presence feeling more intimidating than ever, his hand squeezing yours. "Remember, we're on the same team."

Your mind twists with conflicting thoughts, the desire to trust fighting against the fear of falling into his trap. His every word seems like a rope squeezing your throat, a rope that threatens to choke any truth you may be about to reveal. You realize you are in a dangerous game, one where every move can be fatal.

"Ahh! Anyway, I don't want to delay your work. I hope you have a desirable performance this week, don't get distracted yes?" Makime's eyes keep searching for some chink in your armor, looking you in the eye as you struggle to stand your ground, you realize that every word you choose could be the final nail in your own coffin.

"Y-yeah, well I'm out" You could hardly think straight and more so when he ended up kissing the back of your hand.

[hana-no-seiiki]

More juicy Makime stuff

Fun fact: Makima is a play on words in Japanese. Ki means tree, and when you cut it out (with a chainsaw) you’re left with Mama (Fujimoto really has a mommy kink)

Additionally, with a name like Makime, what we’re left with is Mame, which can mean bean lol-

I’m tempted to call him Mr. Bean.

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[melluvsuu]

“ 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 . ”

CHAPTER 01 ──── GOOD ASSISTANT ! ‹3

characters : gojo, makima, megumi, nobara, yuji

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

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

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

,, 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓. 𝜚

UNKNOWN LOCATION

JANUARY 7 , 2009 04:32:18

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

“[Name]-kun.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

TOKYO METROPOLITAN CURSE TECHNICAL COLLEGE

JUNE 14, 2015 , 07:27:02

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

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

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

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

“For your execution, of course!”

“My execution?”

“Yup, yours! But…”

“But?” you echoed, your confusion deepening.

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

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

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

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

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

“Fantastic!” he exclaimed, his excitement palpable.

YOKOHAMA , SANKEIEN GARDEN

JUNE 5, 2018 21:48:29

BANG—!

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

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

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

Nevermind.

“Gojo-sa—”

“Call me Satoru, silly!” he interrupted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL

JUNE 5, 2018 22:02:01

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“For real,” Yuji and Megumi parroted back.

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

“Nope,” Yuji replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

additional notes : if it has mistakes idc,, uhm yeah woohoo

word count : 1.7k

dont steal or repost my stuff that makes me go crazy!

[unluckiestmember]

Makima x Innocent! Reader

Characters: Makima, Kishibe (Mentioned)

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

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

A/N: Soft Makima = Best Makima?

SFW

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

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

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

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

Gives you the best massages.

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

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

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

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

Yes, Makima is a little jealous of it.

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

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

Loves when you get easily flustered but wont show it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In-Story (Spoilers Ahead)

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

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

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

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

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

So why couldn't she kill you?

She just couldn't kill you…

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

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

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

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

Makima doesn't worry about anything.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[despairots]

uhmuhm! can i be smile anon!!

i have a silly request, you dont have to write if you aren't taking requests but like,, gojou with like some kind of makima vessel reader

like how they would get along and stuff ^_^

#BITE ME, g. satoru!

you weren’t known by gojo until you were introduced. surprisingly enough, he wasn’t the only one with charming eyes (and terrifying powers).

content warning: swearing, r! has makima’s abilities and eyes but they don’t necessarily look like her, gender neutral! reader, r! wears a white button up with a black tie, a black blazer hung around their shoulders, black dress pants and a bandage wrapped around their neck (honestly like 15! dazai), etc.

authors note: u absolutely can!!! <3 my requests arent open but i really liked this request :3 im sorry if this is bad or not exactly what u want but i tried :( and so sorry this is late!!

knowingly enough, gojo satoru was known to be charmed and blessed with eyes that most people swoon for ever since he was a child. not only blessed with charming eyes but finally born with both limitless and six eyes, the first one in 500 years.

because of that, he was spoiled rotten (how horrible!) but no one can deny that he didn’t deserve it. after all, after 500 years of the gojo clan producing, they finally got a kid who changed the balance of the world.

after he turned the rip age of 28, he noticed a person always wake by his classroom with a man beside them. the one thing that caught his attention, was the energy they gave off.

not once did he notice the eyes that pierced through his black blindfolds.

the first time he was formally introduced to them, was that one time where nobara was introduced to megumi and yuuji. he didn’t notice it as first but he realized you were the person walking pass his classroom all the time.

time for the friendship headcanons!

at first, gojo’s first impression of you, was how calm and collected your composure was with some joking antics here and there. you were mostly there just in case gojo wasn’t able to be there with them.

in general, gojo thought you were trying to compete with him because of how you came close to strongest sorcerer (selfish).

i don’t have a grasp understanding of how you two became friends, actually… i don’t think you would necessarily be friends, more like people who trust eachother, have eachothers back and holding respect for each but at the same time, you two don’t trust eachother.

it’s a weird friendship, though, sometimes you two got along, talking and joking around. the next thing you know, you two are ignoring eachother like you never even knew the other.

the concept of friends didn’t scream anything to you, friends didn’t come close to you with how you picture him. in shorter terms, you saw most people like pawns, a means to your plans. gojo was just there.

most of the times, he annoyed you a lot, you could see the way nanami didn’t want to step an inch to gojo (considering how he’s younger than gojo, yet looks older then him. how odd?).

despite everything you two go through as teachers and partners, there are no growth in your “friendship”, as both of your students call it. it’s not what you’re expecting but from the beginning, gojo has had an off feeling about you.

the first time gojo witnessed your technique, was during the shibuya arc; where he massacred a bunch of transfigured humans. you were there helping him, after all, what type of person would you be?

as i said, even though you’re not necessarily friends, you two still have eachothers back.

development!

when time passes, there was a feeling in your stomach whenever you would hang around with gojo, that shoko would explain to you as ‘fondness’.

he was starting to look more like a friend than just a pawn, a nauseous (that didn’t change actually). though, he doesn’t automatically get a pass because the two of you started to call eachother actually friends.

the trio saw the way you two were always with eachother, technically glued to eachothers side and always being there for the other.

gojo, still ever being hungover his ex, saw just a glimpse of him in you, that was partially the reason why he grew closer to you but at the same time, he grew worried that something might happen to you.

without a doubt, even though he’s a complete cocky, egotistical, idiot of a man, his one weakness is his big heart. that’s the first thing you noticed about him. it wasn’t his looks, his energy, or how he was the strongest, it was his big heart that he so desperately tried to hide away.

there’s development to both parties.

you, started to think of him like an actual friend, someone you cared about, and no doubt about it, someone you would sulk over if he ever disappeared.

gojo, who— praying to the lord— for once, will try to get over his ex when he’s with you, there’s something about you that makes everything that’s happening disappear, he needs comfort, you provide that to him.

relationship!

oh boy. why would you ever date him?

how did you even start dating him?

yet again, i don’t have a grasp understanding on how the dating started but i could give a brief explanation of how the feelings developed from there on.

the fondness you get from being around him developed into something where, if he ever got hurt or someone said something to him, you would go ballistic.

he’s someone you genuinely started to cherish and for someone to say or do anything to him would send you to a toxic state. it’ll have him a lot of time to convince you not to harm this person or curse.

eventually, the feelings than letter on developed into, again, what shoko would explain to you, as love. you had rejected the idea of love for ages because you thought you weren’t able to ever feel it. gojo proved that wrong.

gojo’s a nauseous to be around, but knowing him for quite some time made him into a pleasing nauseous. gojo started to pick up that your starting to enjoy bringing around him that he started to tease you about it.

you wouldn’t lie and say the teasing was annoying, it was but it wasn’t the same annoying as before.

when gojo started to fall for you, he quickly tried to bury it before it got out of hand. remember that breakup scene at the kfc? yeah… he doesn’t want that again. let alone fall in love again.

he already lost geto, he can’t lose you. everything he’s ever loved and didn’t want to lose, is lost the moment he gains it.

though, he’d drop signs, massive signs or just small signs, they’re there. even though of what i just said, he’s whipped for you. so down horrendous, my lord.

when you two do get in a relationship, gojo’s touch starved and it shows. he needs to have some sort of contact with you or he’ll sulk in a corner. for a matter of fact, if he doesn’t get atleast 5 kisses each day, he’ll ignore you out of spite until you do kiss him. that’s when he gives you a kiss attack.

i won’t go deep into the intimate details, you can dream about those yourself but i will say, he’s fucking crazy in there (and so are you!)

you’re absolutely spoiled by him, he loves you so why not just give you everything. regardless of that, he knows both of you don’t have enough time, so he tries to make it count by making you happy.

he loves the sparkle in your eye when he surprises you with gifts you adore.

the same goes for you, knowing he’s touch starved, you try and shower him in affection as much as you can before the two of you depart on missions that don’t involve you two partnering up.

knowingly enough, pda is a must in the relationship. though, gojo will stop if you don’t like it, he’s a dick but he’s a good dick (no pun intended).

even though, there’s not enough time and both of your lives are on the line since you’re jujutsu sorcerers, you’re both grateful you had enough time to confess.

oh, and gojo swoons over you, annoying megumi when you’re not there.

[amphibiahawks321]

Makima : Oh?

M!Reader Blushing : !!!?!?'

Makima : What's that Y/N?

[Shows Y/N wearing a dog headband]

M!Reader : H-hehe I lost a bet to violence...

M!Reader : I gotta wear this thing till the day is over...

[Makima starts smiling]

Makima : I see

[Makima walked up to Y/N and starts petting his head]

M!Reader : .....

[Makima chuckles and leans into Y/N ear]

Makima : it does look cute on you~

[Makima walked away with an amused smile]

M!Reader : .....

Violence : Hey Y/N!

[Violence stares at the ears and lets out a tiny laugh]

Violence : How's the ears working out to ya?

[Y/N immediately starts blushing red as a tomato]

Violence : Woah! you okay?