#soft makima

[rekino2114]

Wife/mom makima texts

A/n:I was feeling in the mood to write smau and makima today so I did this

[unluckiestmember]

Makima x Innocent! Reader

Characters: Makima, Kishibe (Mentioned)

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

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

A/N: Soft Makima = Best Makima?

SFW

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

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

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

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

Gives you the best massages.

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

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

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

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

Yes, Makima is a little jealous of it.

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

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

Loves when you get easily flustered but wont show it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In-Story (Spoilers Ahead)

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

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

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

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

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

So why couldn't she kill you?

She just couldn't kill you…

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

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

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

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

Makima doesn't worry about anything.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chainsaw Man requests are currently open! :D

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

[belovedivies]

the ending season (soft! makima x f!reader)

summary: In your shared bedroom one early rainy morning, Makima reflected on her feelings for you.

tags: fluff, possessive behaviors, soft makima, implied sexual content, implied breeding kink, dom makima, established relationship, minor character study, minor spoiler for makima's character (??), violent thoughts (cuz it's makima :3), one shot.

word count: 1,321 title is inspired by a mamerico song called kirari futari <3 also cross-posted on my ao3.

For all centuries of her existence, Makima was far from perfection.

She's not the strongest devil. She's still at beck and call of Japan's government. Even in a rare moment where her carefully crafted façade slipped by just a fraction to reveal a lonely, love-starved woman behind it all... that disgusted her too.

Makima had many pets. Human, to be exact, though none of their rights or feelings mattered the second she wrapped a collar around their necks and put them on a leash. Promises of sweet rewards were never fulfilled; none of them ever made it out alive at the end anyway. The redhead grew bored of her man playthings as time passed, so she spiced things up for her enjoyment by adding a girl to the mix.

A girl who happened to be you.

And for centuries of her existence, never once had Makima thought you would have this much effect on her. The way you walked, the way you talked, the way you carried yourself. All laced with incredible warmth and gentleness—feelings that she thought a monster like her wasn’t privy to. Yet, at this moment, lying underneath the soft blanket with you curled up on her chest as a storm rages outside the window, some part of Makima grappled with this strange fuzzy feeling inside her long-dead heart.

The almighty Control Devil couldn't be soft; her so-called benevolence towards humanity didn't extend that direction. Makima played her part well for many years, being the compliant subordinate whom the higher-ups called for and the unfeeling leader whose presence most devil hunters deliberately avoided. Then why? Why did it only take for one simple girl to—

"Makima..."

You stirred in your sleep and the redhead's train of thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

Outside, lightning flashes, thunder crashing loud enough to shake the windows. Your place was small and cozy, but ultimately not a very ideal home for the upcoming stormy September. Makima made a mental note to contact the movers soon—you'd be better off at her villa, with her by your side.

(Where we both belonged.)

Possessiveness was a part of the woman's nature, a selfish desire to obtain what was rightfully hers. She knew this well during her intense search for Chainsaw Man. Lies, manipulation, and violence became somewhat of a routine she wouldn't shake off.

She couldn't.

But she wanted to, for you.

Makima looked at you. Like really, really looked at you and took in everything. In the near pitch blackness of your bedroom with the faint, flicking lamp on the nightstand as the only source of light, you were all she saw. You and your messy bedhead, with little locks of hair that spread out over the pillow like a halo. You and that little bit of drool that was pooling at the corner of your mouth. Your breath, so shallow it was also non-existent with the storm raging in the background. Vulnerability never looked so good on anyone as it did you.

You were warm, you were perfect. She wanted to kill you sometimes.

You were lying two centimeters away from the redhead at most, so what's stopping her from reaching over and wrapping her hands around your neck? Human was a fragile kind with an even more fragile lifespan. No matter how much they tried to squeal with grand, over-the-top gestures, it wouldn't change the fact that they were just... that. A forgettable and insignificant existence in the scheme of things. 

Her hands shifted underneath the blanket from where they were resting over the curve of your waist.

You were really warm.

And suddenly, she didn't want to move a single muscle anymore.

(This could wait until tomorrow.)

She said that yesterday too. And the day before that, and before that, and way before she could be bothered to recall. You were a threat to her authority from the day Makima let you stay in her bed and embrace her a second longer. Maybe she only had herself to blame for letting her guard down and allowing things to go this far. It’s not just a bad movie that the Control Devil could simply turn off and walk away from. No, you were now a constant presence in her life. A presence she didn’t want to get rid of. Why, she asked herself again.

Maybe it’s because you’re cute, and definitely too naive for your own good. Makima was amused at the number of times she walked home, covered in blood and you would still run up to the door to kiss her cheek and tell her dinner was ready. There’s a warm bath too, and that tiramisu she liked so much for dessert. You added a small twist of cinnamon to her recipe; she didn’t dislike it. 

A silly girl, but a good girl nonetheless. 

Her good girl.

Makima’s arms tightened themselves around your waist at the thought. Not quite pushing you closer, just… securing her hold on you. This blanket wasn’t thick enough, and the cold might make you squirm away from her touch. Or just her in general.

After all, these hands weren’t built to be gentle. 

They choked, they killed, they settled fates, and destroyed lives in a flash. She could wash the gore off in a public bathroom later, paying no attention to the lingering stench of alcohol and cigarettes in the surroundings. Makima’s thoughts would trail back to your smiling face as she dried her hands off and readjusted her trenchcoat. She wondered if you knew about her job, her identity, and the things she had done for a better world. It was always those same adoring eyes that greeted her once she got back like she hung the moon and stars. She would catch Chainsaw Man eventually. One fight, then a lifetime of utopian. 

It would be a picture-perfect future that the woman knew you fit in just fine. 

An eternity to come with you beside her. Maybe even under, on top, in the bedroom, the kitchen, and the couch. You would moan her sweet name so sweetly as she pounded away at your sweet little cunt. Oh, she would definitely get you pregnant, heavy with her powerful children. It was a family Makima had dreamt of for so long, and she would make it a reality. Soon, when you were ready for her.

Another flash of thunder ripped through the gloomy early sky. This time, it was you who snuggled further into her chest and let out a mewl that did that weird thing to her heart. You finally woke up, it seemed. 

“Morning~” her little angel yawned with a smile, pulling away just enough as the bruising grip she still had on your waist allowed you to stretch your shoulders. It never really occurred to Makima how readily you basked in her borderline suffocating attention. “How did you sleep, my love?”

Love.

The corner of your girlfriend’s lips curled up into a half-smile. One of her hands left your midriff to bring yours to her face, pressing soft, worshipful kisses on your knuckles. Oh, she’s in love with you alright, and whatever the fuck you were doing to Makima, it was genuinely changing her life. “Best sleep I’ve ever had.”

The redhead hummed against the soft skin of your palm, nuzzling her cheek into it. You did this. You and your gentle loving melted down the walls surrounding her heart. A foreign territory that terrified just as much as it captivated Makima. But for you…

Yes, you. 

She was loved, and she wanted to learn how to love you in return. Even if the attempt was clumsy, even if her bad habits were sure to resurface and become an obstacle.

Even if she got hurt.

“Say, baby girl…” Makima’s voice dropped to a low whisper. “Since the storm doesn’t seem to let up anytime soon…

care for some breakfast in bed?” 

[earphonejackx]

AN: I’m back!! I decided to make more makima fics cuz I’m crazy for soft makima :p this is a part 2 to part 1

⊂⊃ Soft! Makima x f!reader

⊂⊃ WARNING- slight manipulation, possessiveness

⊂⊃ Makima is an absolute baby when it comes down to you treating her as her lover more often, she likes to be babied by you! but somewhat likes to keep control

⊂⊃ When Makima finally starts warming up to you more she tells you more about her past. This is a completely new vulnerability she has showed you and she would like it if you’d do the same

⊂⊃ Makima has picked up a new hobby for watching movies every Friday night with you. After work she’d be right at your door ready to spend the rest of her night with you. “[name] what movie shall we watch tonight? I have so many recommendations.”

⊂⊃ Makima loves going grocery shopping with you! She loves helping you pick foods for you and her to cook. She likes having organized foods in her kitchen so it’s very interesting to see her picks of food

⊂⊃ Makima hates TV dinners. I’ve fucking said it, she refuses to eat anything that even looks close to sloppy food. When she first saw you eating a TV dinner for lunch she was upset “[name] you have very interesting picks of food for lunch, not very pleasing.” She definitely stopped letting you eat those T.T

⊂⊃ NOW obviously I like to make my girl Makima have some flaws so here we go.

⊂⊃ Makima still at times tries to control you or the people around you, unfortunately this is something you’ll have to get used to. She is a control devil, her main purpose is to control so she doesn’t really care if you like it or not that’s just how she’ll always be. You’ve learned to accept it overtime but obviously you occasionally need to have talks with her about it

⊂⊃ Makima doesn’t get social ques sometimes so she’ll be a little off put to some people or even you at times but that’s just how she is

⊂⊃ Makima has a very hard time expressing her feelings outloud so at times it feels like she doesn’t even love you

⊂⊃ This lady has definitely tried treating you like a dog once☠️ but she sometimes does it to fuck around with you or toy with you. It does calm down overtime tho

⊂⊃ Please expect Makima to go days without texting you sometimes, sometimes she’ll forget she even has a phone and leaves you worried sick!

(You) Maki are you okay I wanted to check up on you? | Today 6:40

(Maki) yes. | Today 12:00

Next day—

(You) good morning makima! Hru?? | Today 8:30

(You) Maki you wanna go to the store with me today?? | Today 4:00

(You) Maki wanna do movie night?? I have your favorite movie~~ :3 | Today 7:01

3 days later —-

(Maki) ah sorry [name] I just forgot I had a phone. I’m sorry I didn’t text you back. | Today 5:00

(You) seen…

(Maki) [Name?] | Today 5:07

(You) BLOCKED

⊂⊃ After you blocked Makima she tried to make it up with you with a movie night. She tried apologizing (which she’s very bad at.) and she said sorry once. maybe you could forgive her?

⊂⊃ Makima definitely starts to get possessive with you overtime. She wants you. She needs you. So please let her have you. You definitely have to stop her sometimes but it’s fun seeing her get greedy for something that’s hers “What? What do you mean possessive? Me what? No.” She still denies it.

⊂⊃ There are times where Makima wants to prove that she isn’t just some control freak. She wants you to trust her and love her. She wants you

⊂⊃ Makima definitely likes to keep you away from her work life. But if you work with her I’d be no secret if she immediately switched your division or lowered you down to safer missions with easy pay

[s-eeunis]

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[cyllres]

Devil | JJK x Makima! Reader

Chapter 24

You stirred awake, your senses gradually sharpening as you took in your surroundings. The first thing you noticed was the dark ceiling above, unfamiliar yet somehow comforting in its stillness. As you shifted, the faint, familiar scent of your brother clung to the futon beneath you, grounding you in this new reality. Slowly sitting up, you noticed the absence of your usual school jacket, left in just the white tank top you wore underneath.

Your gaze drifted to the side, where Yuuji was seated on the sofa, his attention fixed on the TV screen. He looked relaxed, a cursed corpse nestled in his arms, its bizarre appearance oddly comforting in this moment. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight, a small piece of normalcy in the midst of chaos.

“Oh, you’re awake,” Satoru’s voice broke through your thoughts. He was the first to notice your stirring, his tall frame casting a shadow as he approached, kneeling down beside you. His expression, usually playful, was softened with genuine concern. “I was worried for a sec there.”

“N/n-chan! You’re awake! I’m glad,” Yuuji exclaimed, his face lighting up with relief as he turned to look at you. He carried the sleeping cursed corpse, moving closer to your side.

“Man, you sure scared the two of us,” Satoru mused, adjusting the relief pad on your forehead with a practiced ease. His tone was light, but the underlying worry was unmistakable.

You opened your mouth to speak, but your throat felt parched, the words catching in your dry throat. Satoru, ever perceptive, handed you a bottle of water, his usual playful smile tempered with a hint of seriousness. “Here, drink this,” he said, watching as you took a grateful sip.

“Where am I?” you managed to ask, your voice raspy but steadying with each word.

“Inside Yuuji’s secret training base underneath the dormitories!” Satoru announced with his usual enthusiasm, his hands mimicking grandiose gestures that contrasted with the mundane surroundings. Yuuji also played along. You couldn't help but deadpan at their antics, the familiar silliness a small comfort in the strange setting.

“Anyways, to catch you up, you had a fever,” Satoru continued, his tone shifting slightly more serious. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard, Y/n-chaaan. Your body just needed a break.”

You looked around the room, taking in the cozy yet functional space. Training equipment was scattered around, and a few motivational posters adorned the walls, their cheesy slogans oddly endearing. The TV, flickering with some old martial arts movie, cast a soft glow that illuminated Yuuji’s worried face.

“uhuh, must have overdone it,” you muttered, feeling a pang of guilt at the worry you’d caused. The exhaustion that had been gnawing at you for days had finally caught up, pulling you into a deep, fevered sleep.

“Yeah, but you’re okay now,” Yuuji reassured, his voice gentle as he placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. “We’re just glad you’re awake.”

Satoru’s eyes twinkled with his usual mischievousness as he added, “Don’t scare us like that again, okay? We need you in top shape to keep up with all the craziness.”

You managed a polite smile, appreciating their attempts to lighten the mood, despite the lingering fatigue. “I’ll try not to,” you replied, “Thanks for taking care of me.”

As the initial wave of relief settled, a sense of urgency began to creep back into your mind. You were supposed to be training with Megumi, Nobara, and the seniors today. You couldn’t afford to fall behind, especially with everything at stake. Determined, you started to push yourself off the futon, ready to rejoin the team.

“Wait, what do you think you’re doing?” Satoru’s voice cut through the room with a mixture of surprise and admonishment. He placed a firm hand on your shoulder, gently but insistently pushing you back down.

“I have training with Megumi and Nobara,” you replied, trying to muster as much strength and determination as you could. “I can’t miss it. I need to keep up.”

Satoru’s brows knitted together in skepticism, his usually playful eyes narrowing in concern. “Y/n, you just woke up from a fever. You need to rest.”

You shook your head, a hint of stubbornness seeping into your tone. “I’m fine now. I can’t let this set me back. Besides, it’s just training.”

Satoru sighed, clearly torn between his protective instincts and your determined resolve. He knew pushing you too hard to rest might only make you more determined to prove you were fine. “Okay, okay,” he relented, raising his hands in mock surrender. “But I’m setting some ground rules.”

You glanced at him warily, sensing the condition he was about to impose. “What kind of rules?”

“The moment you feel a single ounce of dizziness or anything off, you’re pulling out of the training, no arguments,” Satoru stated firmly, his gaze locking onto yours to underscore the seriousness of his words. “And, for the whole month, you’re forbidden from taking any solo missions. Got it?”

“What? Why? I love the money I am earning.” You protested, rolling your eyes at his conditions, the usual teen defiance bubbling up.

With a playful grin, he reached into his pocket and handed you his black card. “Here, use this. Buy whatever you want but no missions this month.”

Your eyes widened in surprise as you took the card. “Seriously?”

“Seriously. You could go overboard,” he teased, giving you a light pat on the back. “Now do you agree with the ground rules? Either that or I'm locking you up here with your brother. Pretty sure Yuuji-chan would keep a very close eye on you.” Satoru pointed at Yuuji who only nodded in determination.

“Fine, fine. I’ll be careful,” you grumbled, though you knew he was right. The last thing you needed was to push yourself to the point of collapse again. Satoru’s expression softened slightly, satisfied that you’d agreed to his terms.

As you stood, the slight wobble in your step was gone, replaced by a steady determination. Yuuji was instantly by your side, his eyes filled with worry as he steadied you. “You sure you’re okay, N/n-chan?”

You gave him a reassuring smile, feeling stronger than before. “I’m okay, Yuuji. Just a little tired still, but I’ll be fine.”

“Remember, take it easy,” Satoru reminded you as he opened the door, his tone still carrying that blend of authority and care. “And no solo missions. I mean it.”

You nodded, a small part of you grateful for his concern despite your reluctance to admit it. “I promise. I’ll be careful.”

You walked down the corridor towards your own room in the dorms to freshen up before going to the training grounds.

-

“Y/n-chaaan, you sure you don’t need to borrow some of my tracksuits?” Nobara asked, glancing at you with a hint of concern. You were in another set of your uniform, despite the warm, humid air. She raised an eyebrow, noticing how red your face looked. “You’re looking a bit redder than usual.”

“Nah, I’m fine,” you replied, pressing the button on the vending machine. “I can just take off my jacket if it gets too hot.” You gave Sugar, who was eagerly pawing at your leg, a bright smile as he barked, his tail wagging in excitement.

Nobara sighed, joining you at the vending machine. “Couldn’t they put in a few more of these around? It’s always a trek to find one,” she grumbled, pressing her own selection.

“They can’t,” Megumi interjected from behind you. “There are only so many workers who can come in here to maintain them.”

As you grabbed your cold soda from the machine, two figures approached, calling out to the three of you. You turned nonchalantly, taking a sip, and assessed them. The first was a tall young man, almost as tall as Satoru, with a heavily muscular build and tan skin. His small black eyes and shoulder-length hair tied into a top-knot gave him an imposing look, further emphasized by the large scar running down the left side of his face.

Beside him was a girl who looked strikingly similar to Maki-senpai, though her hair was cut shorter, just brushing her neck. She had mid-length green hair, dark brown eyes, and wore a black sleeveless high-collar shirt paired with a long skirt and black shoes.

“What are you doing here, Zenin-senpai?” Megumi called out, his voice steady but cautious. Both you and Nobara turned your attention to them, with you sipping your soda calmly.

“Oh, she’s one too?” Nobara remarked, her eyes narrowing. “They do seem similar. Are they sisters?”

“They’re twins,” Megumi confirmed.

“Don’t call me that, Fushiguro-kun,” the girl replied with a flirtatious wink. “You make me sound the same as Maki. Call me Mai.”

The tall man, glaring at the three of you, stepped forward. “So these are the pinch hitters for Okkotsu and the third years?” he asked, his deep voice dripping with disdain.

“We came here with the principal because we were worried about you,” Mai continued, her tone mockingly sweet. “Your classmate died, right? Was that rough? Or did you think nothing of it?”

Both Nobara and Megumi stiffened at the mention of Yuuji, their eyes flicking nervously toward you. Your grip on the soda can tightened almost to the point of crushing it, your gaze darkening.

“What are you trying to say?” Megumi asked, his voice low and controlled.

“It’s okay,” Mai said with a smirk, her voice dripping with condescension. “Some things are hard to say out loud, so I’ll say it for you. ‘Vessel’ makes it sound nice, but it just means he was a half-cursed monster.” Mai smirk widened as she noticed each of you all’s reaction. “Having such a tainted, inhuman being beside you, brazenly calling himself a jujutsu sorcerer, must have been revolting, right? Are you not feeling better now that he’s dead?”

You glared at her, the soda can in your hand nearly bending under the pressure of your grip. Nobara’s hand on yours was the only thing that stopped you from reacting immediately. She squeezed gently, offering a small, comforting smile.

“Oh my, it seems like the half curse’s sibling is alive, isn't it a bit creepy for someone who got their head cut off to be alive and kicking? Tell me Itadori-chan, how does it feel to be burdened by an unusual curse? Isn't it sickening? Aren't you disgusted by yourself? To be under control by a curse?” Mai turned her gaze to you. “maybe, it is in their blood.”

“Mai, don’t bring up such pointless topics,” the tall man interrupted, stepping closer. “I’m only here to see if these guys are fit to take Okkotsu’s place. That’s all I want to know.” He turned his intense gaze to Megumi. “Fushiguro, was it?” Megumi tensed but stood his ground. “What kind of woman is your type?” he asked with unnerving seriousness, making you deadpan at the sudden shift in conversation. “Depending on your answer, I’ll beat you half to death right here and drag Okkotsu, or at least the third-years, out of the exchange event.” With that, he dramatically ripped off his purple shirt, revealing his hulking physique. “By the way, my type is a tall woman with a big ass!”

You glanced at Megumi, curious to see how he’d handle this bizarre situation.

“Why do I have to talk about my taste in women with a guy I just met?” Megumi retorted, irritation lacing his words.

“He’s right. That’s a tall hurdle for an antisocial guy,” Nobara chimed in, pointing at Megumi, who shot her an annoyed look.

“You be quiet. This is confusing enough already without you complicating things,” Megumi grumbled.

“Kyoto, third-year, Aoi Todo,” the muscular man introduced himself. “Introduction over. Now we’re friends. Hurry up and answer. If you prefer men, that’s fine too. A person’s fetishes reflect everything about them. People with boring taste in women are boring people themselves. And I hate boring men.” Todo’s expression darkened, his passion for the topic unnervingly intense. “The exchange event is where my soul can be freed as blood boils and flesh clashes. Who knows what I might do if my last exchange event ends up boring me?”

“Hey, aren’t Jujutsu Tech schools four-year schools?” Nobara whispered to Megumi.

“Only third-years and under can join the exchange event,” he explained, earning a small nod from Nobara.

“As a show of my kindness, I’ll let you off only half-dead right now,” Todo declared, his voice booming. “Answer me, Fushiguro. What kind of woman is your type?”

“Is this some kind of comedy routine?” Megumi asked, clearly exasperated.

“Is that your summer uniform? Ticks me off, but it’s nice,” Nobara noted, her attention momentarily shifting to Mai’s outfit.

‘Kugisaki is unarmed, and who knows what Y/n might do if she gets pissed off,’ Megumi thought, glancing at you and Nobara. ‘Plus, Sugar is here, and I doubt Y/n would let anyone live if her dog gets hurt.’

“I don’t have a particular preference,” Megumi finally answered, his voice steady. “As long as she has an unshakable character and keeps calm under pressure, I won’t ask for more.”

“Not a bad answer,” Nobara commented. “If you had said something like ‘big boobs,’ I’d have killed you.”

“Shut up,” Megumi muttered, earning a chuckle from you.

Todo’s eyes filled with tears. “I knew it,” he muttered, his voice breaking. “You’re boring, Fushiguro.” In a flash, he lunged at Megumi, striking him before he could react and sending him flying across the ground.

“Fushiguro!” Nobara shouted, rushing to his aid, but Mai intercepted her, wrapping her in a mocking hug.

“Poor Fushiguro-kun,” Mai taunted. “Even a talented second-grade jujutsu sorcerer is no match for Todo-senpai. I’ll have to comfort him later.”

Before Mai could continue, you acted. A sudden force struck her head, knocking her back into the vending machine but not enough to seriously injure her. She crumpled to the ground, dazed and bleeding slightly. Mai glanced at you, pointing your index finger at her. Sugar started barking and growling, and Pochita stood in front of you, ready to attack at your command.

“Pochita, this is Mai-san.” You smiled at Pochita, casually pointing your finger at Mai as if you hadn't just hurt her. “She asked if being entangled with you is disgusting. Pochita, should I drop you off here right now? Exorcise you to show her who's under control?”

Before you could continue, Pochita kneeled, whining and almost begging. You gripped the curse's head tightly, and despite its massive size, you made Pochita's head bleed. Your smile twisted into a smirk. “Mai-san, who do you think is controlling whom?” you asked, shoving Pochita's head to face her before placing your hands back at your sides.

“That doesn't make—” Mai began, her voice tinged with annoyance, but you cut her off.

“I thought you and Maki-senpai were similar, but that’s not the case at all,” you said coldly, pointing your finger gun at her again making her stiffened. “Maki-san’s a hundred times prettier.”

“Are you not sleeping enough? You’ve got open pores,” Nobara added, her voice dripping with disdain.

Mai, letting out an annoyed growl, quickly grabbed her gun, pointing it at you. Nobara stiffened beside you, but you only chuckled, unfazed. “I’ll teach you how to speak to others,” Mai hissed.

You glanced at Megumi, who was struggling against Todo’s relentless assault. “Pochita,” you called, and in an instant, Pochita appeared before Mai, delivering a blow that sent her crashing back, her head bleeding more from the impact.

“Aww, you stole my move, Pochita,” you teased playfully. “I was supposed to ask you to protect Megumi.” Pochita let out a whine but quickly moved to follow your orders, positioning himself between Todo and Megumi.

Todo’s relentless attacks on Megumi were getting more vicious by the second, and you could see the exhaustion setting in on Megumi’s face. Just as Todo raised his fist for another potentially fatal blow, Pochita intervened. In a flash, he teleported in front of Todo, deflecting the strike with a growl. Right after that, Pochita transported the almost unconscious Megumi into your arms.

Despite the difference in size, you carried Megumi with ease, cradling him protectively. “I got you, Fushiguro-san,” you smiled at him, your voice gentle, though your eyes carried a fierce determination. Megumi's breath was ragged, but he managed a weak nod, his expression a mix of relief and lingering frustration from the fight.

Pochita quickly teleported back, positioning himself between Todo and your group, his monstrous form bristling with readiness. Todo, instead of being deterred, seemed even more amused. “Interesting,” he said, his grin widening as he eyed Pochita. “You’ve got quite the pet there.”

His eyes then swept over to the unconscious Mai, who lay crumpled against the vending machine. With complete disregard for his underclassman, Todo turned his attention back to you, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. “You know,” he began, his tone almost conversational, “you’re part of my type too.”

You sighed in annoyance, your patience wearing thin. “Pochita,” you ordered, your voice steady and cold, “kill him.”

Pochita lunged at Todo with incredible speed, his chainsaw blades whirring menacingly. The air was charged with tension as he closed in on Todo, aiming for a fatal blow. However, just before he could make contact, Toge Inumaki arrived, his voice echoing with a powerful command. “Stop!”

The force of Toge’s cursed speech compelled everyone to freeze in their tracks. Pochita halted mid-attack, his chainsaw blades inches from Todo's face. Seizing the momentary pause, Panda appeared out of nowhere, his massive form moving with surprising agility. With a powerful swing, he delivered a heavy blow to Todo. The impact sent Todo stumbling back, putting some much-needed space between him and Pochita.

“What are you all doing?!” Panda yelled out, his voice a mix of exasperation and relief. “Whew, just barely safe.”

“Okaka,” Toge added, his single word carrying a weight of authority.

“Inumaki-senpai, Panda-senpai,” you acknowledged with a nod, your grip still firm on Megumi. Nobara, standing beside you, let out a breath of relief. You quickly dismissed Pochita, who reverted back to his smaller, more docile form, scampering over to you with a wag of his tail.

“Okay, I guess that might actually be an out,” Panda said, his tone light, though his eyes remained cautious. Todo stood straight, spitting out blood from his mouth, his earlier amusement undiminished.

“Long time no see, Panda,” Todo said, a broad grin splitting his face.

“Why can't you just wait until the exchange event?” Panda asked, his tone a mix of frustration and a hint of mockery. “Go on home, or I'll start screaming, ‘No’” he added, his voice taking on an exaggerated, scared tone.

“You don't have to tell me to go home,” Todo replied, turning to leave. “Where’d I put my jacket?” He muttered as he glanced around before giving Panda a smirk. “Looks like I won't be bored the whole time. Give Okkotsu a message for me: ‘You take part, too.’”

“I panda. I no understand human speech,” Panda deadpanned, his expression unchanging.

“Shake,” Toge affirmed, nodding at the bizarre interaction. Megumi, regaining some of his strength, tapped on your shoulder. You glanced down at him.

“You could put me down, Y/n-san,” Megumi muttered, a bit embarrassed. It wasn’t the first time he’d found himself in this position with you. Your chuckle was soft.

“Shy now, I see?” you teased lightly as you gently set him down, your strength evident. Nobara laughed, the sound cutting through the tension.

“What a baby,” Nobara teased, though her eyes were soft as she helped you tend to Megumi. You pulled a handkerchief from your pocket, delicately wiping the blood from his face. Megumi’s cheeks flushed slightly, more from the attention than his injuries.

As you two tended to Megumi, Maki walked into the scene, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight of her unconscious sister. “If you want to hit someone, it’s her fault in the first place,” Nobara said, her voice firm. “Y/n just gave her what she deserves.” Maki shook her head, a mix of exasperation and resignation crossing her face.

The light atmosphere was abruptly cut off when Todo reappeared right in front of you. His towering presence was imposing, yet you met his gaze with unflinching resolve. “We're leaving, Mai,” he said, moving to retrieve the unconscious girl. His eyes flicked to you, a spark of intrigue still burning in them. “I would've stayed to get to know you, Y/n-chan, but I still have important business here in Tokyo.”

“Y/n-san doesn't care,” Nobara spat, her tone sharp and dismissive, but Todo ignored her, his focus unwavering.

“My personal handshake with Takada-chan!” Todo announced, pulling out a ticket to a fan event from his pocket, a look of almost childish excitement on his face. The absurdity of the moment left you and your friends momentarily speechless.

Todo glanced at you one last time before donning his jacket. “Who knows what I might do if I miss my transfer and can't make it into the event hall?” With that, he turned and walked away, his steps unhurried but purposeful, leaving you all in a mix of relief and bewilderment.

As the tension finally eased, you let out a sigh, shaking your head at the sheer absurdity of Todo's parting words. “What a nutcase,” you muttered, a faint smile tugging, this Exchange Event would certainly be amusing.

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endnotes: I love you all guys, and thank you for reading my works because it's somehow making me feel validated. (yes I like it when someone enjoys what I'm doing) As for now updates would be inconsistent because I'm really busy studying but I don't want to keep y'all waiting for too long so enjoy this chapter for now! Thankyou and bye~ ♡

kape?

[sippinongaychlorine]

The two extremes of the mommy issues spectrum are Junji Ito creating Tomie because he's terrified of women and Tatsuki Fujimoto creating Makima because he wants to be dominated by a woman.

[lowpawly]

MY TOYS

[hitmehardnsweet]

🎶and i see her in the back of my mind all the time…like a fever🎶

[tariah23]

My sister and I are almost on s3 of the boys and we’ve been enjoying it a lot lol. I remember tumblr hating it sm because of how heavily advertised it was like oh man, it was excessive! I must’ve blocked the ad myself at least 100 times, no bullshit. This was back when tumblr had first started to try out ads here and when you could click the “I don’t want to see this ad,” option. Now, you’re kind of forced to see all kinds of ads because the option is no longer available. Fucking tumblr. Also, ppl were making callout posts about it being problematic and like, now that I’m actually watching the show, it’s….??? It’s just a show 🧍🏾‍♀️. Like, evil characters and bad things can be presented in a series without it being glorified like, it’s not that…??? I just remember people doing too much regarding it like. People make callout posts about stuff they’ve never even given a chance and it’s so odd to me.

[iwasted]

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[rekino2114]

Power or makima reaction to meeting reader abusive ex, who starts hurting the reader in front of them

Makima with a reader with an abusive ex

A/n:I decided to go with makima since I like writing for her more. Also, soft yandere makima is best makima.

Makima was having a great time, obviously, she was on a date with you after all, just seeing your smile made her heart flutter as always, there was nothing that could ruin this moment....or at least that's what she thought.

A person approached you and started talking to you. She didn't think anything of it at first, but the more she listened to your conversation, the angrier she got. Apparently, they were your ex and they were trying to manipulate you into getting back with them, how stupid, couldn't they see how happy you were with her, she couldn't wait for you to tell them off and continue talks to he-

They slapped you, they dared to hurt you, she immediately ordered told them to stop and was one step away from shooting them with her fingers to end their life but then she looked at your face: you were crying.

You were her priority as always. She brought you home and started comforting you. She pulled you into her chest and started whispering sweet nothings and reassurances of her love until you calmed down, she then asked you who your ex was and what they did to you, her anger only grew as you told her everything, not only because of what they did to you but because she could tell there were a lot of things you left out, she didn't know why but she would never make you revive that pain again so she continued comforting you and left it at that with you.

"It's alright puppy, you're with me now, I'll never hurt you like they did. I love you so much. I'll never let anyone hurt you again either, I promise."

After she made sure you were happy and asleep, she went to deal with that pathetic excuse for a human being. In makima's eyes, anyone who hurts or makes her beloved cry deserves death but your ex was someone who hurt you in an even greater way, someone who pretended to love you just to harm you, they deserved to suffer and she was going to make sure they would, it's like all the hatred she had ever felt for humanity had been condensed into one person.

"How pathetic, begging for your life like the worm you are, now tell me everything you did to y/n while you were together, that's an order. The answer you give me will determine how painful your death is"

Makima will give you the love you deserve and heal your heart just like you did with her and if anyone tries to break it again......

then they'll see the true wrath of the control devil.

[unluckiestmember]

May I please request some intimate moments with makima?

Coming right up!

Intimacy: Makima X GN! Reader

Characters: Makima

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

Warning: None. SFW.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You make her happy.

You are her everything. You are her life…

Chainsaw Man Requests are open!

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

[cruscribbles]

i literally hate this bitch but she's a nice drawing subject– help me

[earphonejackx]

Hiiii¡Could I request makima x fem¡reader in situation when reader is also a demon like her,but she is not a cold demon,she is more like a silly and playful?

ﾟ☾ ｡ Makima x f!playful fiend

AN: SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET TO THIS REQUEST, my phone had gotten stolen recently and alot of shit happened but I got it back!

ﾟ☾ ｡ First off since your a devil just like her she’d treat you slightly differently, she’d be a little more off going because your a devil and you should be able to defend yourself well enough, but she does think that your playful nature at times makes you weak

ﾟ☾ ｡Makima liked your silly nature at times. She does really enjoy your company and she thinks you’re tolerable to have around 

ﾟ☾ ｡ Makima enjoys indulging in your games sometimes, but don’t get too happy tho, shes still a total buzzkill

ﾟ☾ ｡ Makima half of the times does not get jokes at all. If you were to tell her a joke like “Spell ICUP” “I.” “C.” “U.” P.” You’d immediately started cracking up and she didn’t get it! She wanted to understand. “[name] what is it that’s so funny?” “You said ICUP!” “Hm?” “Maki it means you’re saying “I see you pee!” “Oh…”

ﾟ☾ ｡ Sometimes when you try to flirt with Makima she never understands it. “If I had a star for every time you brightened my day, I’d have a galaxy in my hand.” “What?” After that you gave up.

ﾟ☾ ｡ Makima does tend to ignore you at times or per-say ghost you because she can’t get your jokes so she ghosts you for a week to learn some jokes

ﾟ☾ ｡ When makima ghosts you for a week she takes the time out to learn some jokes herself and impress you with them! She’s excited to show you that she can also make you smile and laugh

ﾟ☾ ｡ When makima comes back she definitely has some jokes alright… "Since there is only one of me, does that makes me a limited edition?" “Good one maki!” "I’m no photographer, but I can picture us together?" Makima said in confusion as she tilts her head to the side. You started to laugh so hard because her genuine confusion was hilarious and it was cute that she was trying to make you laugh! Makima gave a small smile now knowing that she successfully made you laugh

ﾟ☾ ｡ You reassured Makima that she didn’t have to make you laugh or smile to make you happy. You were always happy with her! And she doesn’t have to get your jokes.

ﾟ☾ ｡ Makima is forever grateful for your playful nature.

[nanablushbl00dy]

_______ my boy (deserve better )☄️🪸