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queenof-curses · 1 year

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Kishibe: Paying the Price

Captain Kishibe is right, you'll never be strong enough to kill the Devil that murdered your family. You need to sign a Contract with a Devil fast, but you don't know any that are willing.

Good thing Captain Kishibe is more than willing to help you out, for a price…

Kishibe x Fem!Reader

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Minors DNI! Explicit Sex, Gaslighting, Manipulation, Cunnilingus, Office Sex, Teacher-Student relationship, Age-gap, a little dark, & NOT beta read!

“Decent work today, thanks to me. You’d be dead if I weren’t here, Kid…”

The older man sighs before taking a swig from his flask.

Whiskey, probably… you thought.

He was right though. If Kishibe weren’t there to check up on you during your mission, that Devil probably would’ve killed you. His next words pull you from your self-reflections,

“If you had train as I taught you, you wouldn’t be in a mess on every fucking mission.” He comments. “You have to take my advice, or you’ll never see your next birthday.”

Captain or not, the old man always seemed to pester you about not having any deals yet with a Devil. Your training up to this point with Kishibe has strictly been physical and strategic, and you were starting to feel the consequences of it all.

You joined Public Safety shortly after your family had been killed by a top Devil, being placed in Tokyo’s Special Division 4, under Captain Kishibe because of your smart and quick thinking. Now though, you wonder if that was a mistake…

You didn’t want to sell a part of yourself to a disgusting Devil, but how do you expect to get any stronger? Maybe the Captain was right after all…

Taking a moment to think it out, you finally decide to take a stance. You have to lose some, to win some- right?

You look up at Kishibe, his eyes slightly hooded and glossy (a state he was always in due to the job + alcohol), waiting for your response.

“I’ll do it.” you firmly decided.

He looks at you confused and you roll your eyes.

“Do what?” He asks.

“I’ll make a contract with a Devil… to get stronger. To kill the one responsible for my family’s murder.” You announce it to him.

You sounded so sure of yourself, a tone that Kishibe realized he hadn’t ever heard from you before. It perked him up a bit from his clouded mind.

He was quite proud, then, seeing you so confident. It was so different from the first day he took you into his division. He knew you were going to be great. But you should know- it wasn’t going to be easy.

“Alright,” he says. “And who do you plan on making a deal with?”

*Silence*

You look at him and think about all the Devils you know that would sign a contract with you… coming up empty. They were all dead!

The old man laughs out loud at that, “You don’t even know any one?!” he asks, incredulous.

“Uhhh… no…” is all you could respond with.

“Well shit Kid,” he pauses to think, scratching the rough stubble on his face. “You’re lucky I like you, I’ve got someone just in mind. But..”

He looks you up and down, eyes slowly raking over your body.

You shuffled under his gaze, adjusting your tight suit. Suddenly, you feel like your tie was choking you. Unable to keep cool under his stare, you feel your face flush red.

“But what?” you hesitantly ask.

“But!” He grins… “you’re gonna have to pay for the contact.”

What, just exactly, is up the Captain’s sleeve?

“H-How?”

“I think you know how.” He moves to leave, calling one last line over his shoulder before leaving you. “My office. 10 o’clock tonight. Wear something easy to remove.”

He doesn’t wait for your response before walking out, leaving you with a shocked expression and a wet spot in your panties.

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Walking up to the Captain’s office was something you were used to, just not in this context. You were hesitant to come, but you couldn’t deny the fact that you were also excited and nervous.

You needed this contact; needed to be strong.

For my family, you think before knocking three times.

*knock knock knock*

“Captain? It’s me…”

“Come in, and close the door behind you.”

You were excitable as you entered.

It was no secret that Kishibe enjoyed his fair share of Alcohol, Devil Hunting, and Women. You just never thought he would find you attractive. He was so much older than you, so much wiser and experienced. Why would you even entertain the idea that he would be interested? Surely this isn’t what you were planning for, right?

Walking into his office, you shut the door softly. Stopping just in front of it, you look at the older man waiting.

Kishibe stood in front of his large, oak desk. His long trench coat was off for once, sitting on the coat rack at the edge of the room. He was wearing the usual uniform of a Devil Hunter, a slim black tie and dress pants. The tight white dress shirt accentuated his muscles, giving his regularly rugged look a more defined stance. His jaw was tense, you could tell even from where you stood.

He’d been waiting for your arrival, and it sent tingles of excitement to your lower parts.

The only light was a desk lamp, illuminating the man from behind and basking his silhouette in a soft yellow glow. The rest of the room was dark; the only occupants being the two of you.

You weren’t sure what to do next, so you stood your ground waiting for further instruction from the man. Your fingers brush against the hem of the short dress you decided to wear. It felt odd to be in this room without your suit and tie on, weapons discarded in the locker room of the building.

You felt exposed in the dress, remembering that your only other articles of clothing were your panties and shoes. A dress this short and tight didn’t have room for a bra, unfortunately, and it didn’t go unnoticed by him.

He watched you play with the short hem, enjoying the visible shyness that crept up your neck. Kishibe was glad you followed instructions, and he admired the tiny playful dress you picked for tonight. He appreciated how your little nipples budded against the thin fabric, and his mouth watered as he thought about sucking on your tits.

Despite his lustful mind, he knew you looked good. The kind of good, he thought, that a girl would choose to go out for a date in.

That wasn’t the plan he had for you tonight, however.

No, tonight he was going to have what he’s been waiting for since the very first time you stepped into this office. He wasn’t a patient man, and he was ready to get started.

He calls your name out loud, his voice making you jump.

“Y-yes, Captain?”

“Come closer, let’s see the pretty little dress you’re wearing.”

You walk towards him, dropping your hands as you make your way over to where he’s leaning against the desk.

Once you’re within arms reach, he grabs you.

Gasping, you suddenly find yourself engulfed in his scent. Cologne and a slight whiskey scent… He smells familiar, you can’t put your finger on it, though. Kind of like home… but do you even remember what home smelled like?

You expect the man to hug you. However, you seem to be wrong.

Your Captain reaches behind your head, grabbing a handful of hair and pulling you towards his shoulder. He tilted your chin up towards his face with his other hand, putting you in a helpless position under him.

A thumb comes to caress your jaw as he hummed in admiration, looking deep into your eyes.

“You know, Kid… I know a lot of Devils. I could make you the strongest member of Division 4. You could finally kill the one that murdered your family. But… it’s gonna cost ya. Are you willing to pay?” He asks you.

You spend a moment to think, though you knew your mind was already made up. You’d do anything to kill the Devil that went after your kin. Revenge was your only priority, but was having sex with your Captain something you’d be willing to do?

The yellow light reflects off his earrings and the sparkle catches your eye…

Kishibe really was a good looking man. You thought about him occasionally, mostly on your lonely nights… And although he was much older than you, he had his shit together.

That is, had his shit together besides the alcohol… and the brutality… and the women….

Okay, so he didn’t really have all his shit together. But he was good looking, fit, and willing to make you stronger. So you decide you need him.

You finally give him his answer.

Looking up at him, you lock your eyes with his before answering, “Yes, Captain…”

His smile stretches from ear to ear at that. He looked down at you and gripped your hair tighter. The pain makes you moan out, a sound he easily found himself wanting to hear more of.

“That’s Master to you, Kid…”

You correct yourself, “Yes Master…”

He grins, “That’s right Kid, and I am about to make you a very happy woman.”

Suddenly, he switches your positions. Flipping you around so that your front now faces his desk, he stands behind you. Using your hair as leverage, he yanks your head to the side, exposing your neck to him.

Hot, wet kisses are placed along your neck as Kishibe grinded his (from what you can only assume to be) huge bulge against you. His hips push your dress up, exposing the black panties you decided to wear for the night.

He groans against your neck as you push back against him. It was getting heated at a pace you weren’t used to. But you couldn’t deny that you were enjoying the passion of it all. You suddenly found yourself desperate, it was as if there was an aphrodisiac laced in the air of the room.

“Master…” you cry out, pushing your backside against his front.

Soft kisses were replaced by rough bites that soon decorated the side of your neck. Each hickey that he left was meant as a reminder of each time he thought about taking you just like this.

All those times Kishibe wanted to lay you out on the desk before him and mark what’s his. You were under his division, and he wanted to own you in every single way. All those filthy thoughts of his were finally coming true, and he was about to savor every delicious moment of it.

He lifts the rest of your dress over your hips before bending you over his desk. You brace yourself so as to not knock your head on the wooden table. Kishibe wasn’t messing around, you realize from his forcefulness.

You felt the cool air hit the heat of your pussy as he pulled your panties down to your ankles, exposing you to the room.

“Oh god,” you gasp out, realizing his hot breath was panting right against your core.

He must be on the floor, you realize, and therefore must be staring directly at your exposed pussy.

You try moving away, but firm hands come up to massage your backside.

“Don’t even try, Y/n, I want to see you…” He whispers, holding you in place.

His hands felt rough from all the years of Devil hunting he had behind him; his fingers were scratchy against the softness of your behind. His ruggedness only made you wetter, loving the savage-tendencies you knew this man had.

He brings his thumbs towards your core, using them to spread your lower lips apart.

You moan, knowing that he could see everything like this. You were exposed to your Master completely, and you knew what he saw was a wet hole that desperately needed fucking.

“This-” he starts before swiping his tongue from clit to your asshole, “is all mine… Got it, Kid?”

Another swipe of his tongue has you seeing stars. Your knees were weak, on the verge of collapsing against his face. You knew to answer him before he denied what you so desperately seeked.

“Yes, Master!” you cry out.

Kishibe laughs, knowing he has you exactly how he’s always wanted you. Spreading your lips further, he sticks his tongue into your folds.

You scream and thrash against his face as he tongue-fucks your pussy with vigor, his nose rubbing against that other dangerous place as you leak into his mouth and drip down his chin.

“Oh god, yes!” you beg him, “Please Master!”

He drives you insane as he brings a tumb to circle your clit, making buck against him like an animal in heat. The rough stubble of his chin teased your folds as you ground yourself onto his face.

Stopping for a moment, he slowly circles your clit with his thumb- edging you, but teasing your orgasm from completely unfolding.

“Do you want to cum?” he mocks. “Do you want to cream all over my face?”

“Fuck- yes! Please!”

“Please, what Kid?”

“Please, Master!” You cry.

He responds in a tone that is almost threatening. “Then do it.”

Diving his face back into your cunt, he slurps and sucks your pussy, alternating between fucking your little hole and dancing his hot tongue across your clit.

It’s enough to drive you past the point of teasing. Your orgasm hits you like a train as you squirt all over Kishibe’s face, soaking him and the floor below in your juices. He encourages you to keep going.

“That’s it, Kid- fuck my face.”

You rock back against his tongue, riding out your pleasure as you feel the wetness against the rough stubble on his chin. You grinded against his face, enjoying the way he ate your pussy like a man starved.

He slowly licked you clean as you came to. After a few moments, you seem to slow your hips and come back down to Earth.

You were a wet mess. Sweaty and covered in your own cum, you pant to try and catch your breath. Attempts to collect your thoughts were made. However, you knew this man wasn’t through with you just yet.

Kishibe stands up, keeping his hands firmly on your hips. His grip was firm, almost bruising.

You knew better than to move- he wanted you there and you would do anything to please him at this point.

“What do you want, Y/n?” He asks you.

You can hear the buckle of his belt jingle as he undoes the strap. The zipper pull is next, and all of a sudden you feel the hot weight of a giant cock sitting against your bare backside.

The heat of his shaft felt like a brand on your skin, and you wiggled your hips to tease the beast.

*slap*

A painful blow comes to your butt, making you yelp out in pain. He didn’t appreciate your teasing.

*slap slap slap*

Your cheeks were on fire as he delivered blow after blow onto your behind. You groaned and moaned underneath him, waiting for his hits to finally end- not daring to move from your spot.

“Now,” he said after a final eighth blow, “What do you want?”

You cry softly, the cracks of his hand that followed too soon after your ograsm left tears in your eyes.

“W-want you, Master!” you say out to him, keeping your eyes fixated on the wall in front of you.

“Want what from me?” He goads.

He’s teasing you, you realize. The embarrassment of this older man making you beg for him pushed the tears over, falling softly onto the desk below you.

“Want you!! I want your cock- Sir, please!” You manage to cry out, but not before feeling inferior under the wrath of his brutality. You were overwhelmed with pain and pleasure; your mind had thoughts of only one thing: Kishibe’s cock.

“If you insist…”

The tip of his shaft runs up and down your wet folds- he coats himself in your juice before stopping at your clit. Circling your little bundle of nerves, he notices how swollen it's become from your prior orgasm. He can’t wait to have you crying for him.

Kishibe had big plans for his little woman. He was not only going to make you great- but make you his completely. He wanted you drunk on his cock; wanted you to cry out for him every night. From here on out, you would be molded to the shape of his shaft.

Bringing his cock towards your entrance, the older man teases your hole. Pressing his tip in and out, keeping it shallow enough for you to become frustrated.

“Please Master! I need it- I need your cum…” you cry out softly, desperate for stimulation.

You were a mess before him, having no idea what you just signed yourself up for.

“Oi Kid, don’t worry…” He smiles down at you. “You’ll get my load and more…”

His hips slam against yours in one movement, sinking his cock into your cunt all at once.

You scream- It’s too much. You didn’t expect him to go down to the hilt in one thrust.

Kishibe was no small man- his body practically towered over yours, and he had a penis to match. He was huge…

Your cunt stretched around him, filling you up as he pushed against your cervix.

“Fuck!” you cry out, the tears spilling down your cheeks rapidly. “It’s too much! I can’t take it…”

“Oh you can,” he responds to your pleas. “You can and you will.”

His next movements match his demanding tone. He’s swift as he pulls out of your pussy only to sink back in. You continue to cry out for him to slow down...

Suddenly, he shifts and thrusts up. His hips push against that rough part inside of you and have your vision going white.

Your cries quickly turn into moans of pleasure as his shaft rubs against it. He knows he’s just found your sweet spot.

With a smirk, he drives himself up into your cunt. Slamming himself inside of you over and over again. He fucks you on his desk as if you were the last woman in the world.

Soft cries fall from your lips as you mumble about how much you love it, how much you want his cum inside of you.

He barely hears what you’re saying over the slapping sounds of his hips meeting your backside, the squelching sounds of your wet cunt quivering around his hard cock.

“Fuck- Kid, you’re gonna make me fucking cum soon.” He says, not being able to hold back his strength.

He drives into you hard and fast, relishing the way your warm walls welcome his hard shaft. The grip he has on your hips is solid as he sets a brutal pace.

“Fucking do it- please, cum in me! I’ll do anything,” you beg him, reminding him of his original deal. “I’ll do anything please, cum in me- I want to be strong!”

“Oh you’ll be the strongest, Kid…I’ll fucking bathe you in my seed.”

“Fuck… please.. Fill me up, I’ll let you cum as much as you want…”

Your last statement seemed to seal the deal with Kishibe. You rocked back against his thrusting hips, meeting his body with equal excitement and endeavor.

“Shit, I-I’m gonna cum…” he manages to growl out.

His pace begins to get sloppy as he feels himself come undone. With one final thrust, Kishibe buries himself inside of your waiting cunt. He fills you with his seed- coating your insides with hot cum.

Swaying against him, you milk his cock with all that you can. Squeezing around him tightly, you make sure to try and collect every drop he gives you, putting on a show with your hip movements. He filled you deliciously, your insides felt hot and full.

All he can do is groan as you take control- he was completely fucked out and absolutely mesmorized by your little winking asshole below him. He stared down at it as you continued to drain him.

Oh he had plans for that, too. You were to be his in all ways after this.

After a few moments, you feel him remove himself from your body. With his weight gone, you could feel yourself drip in his release and knew he was watching.

Kishibe couldn’t help himself as he found himself on the floor, sitting in the same position that he had been in to eat you out just moments before. With his thumbs once again separating the pussy lips of your swollen cunt, he looked directly into the deepest parts of you. The same parts that his cock was just buried in. He couldn’t help his lewd thoughts as he realized he was getting hard once more.

You let him watch your hole leak onto the floor in submission… You realize that you’d let him do just about anything at this point, loving the way you felt under his demanding gaze.

“Master…” you whisper out, not too sure what you were asking for.

“Shhh…” he says, voice hushed. “I’m about to make you a very strong Devil Hunter.”

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kentofication · 1 year

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🔍︎ — kishibe ✰ fem!reader

♯ — you and kishibe decide to go look for a furry companion.

∎ — 0.7k ✰ fluff

ⅲ — uhhhhhh, meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow. happy new year (eve) for some of yall.

the faint scent of whiskey, extinguished cigarettes, and kishibe’s scent lingered in your shared bed. he had disappeared unnoticed once again, and once again he had fixed you breakfast to go along with your day.

of course, his devil hunting job was overwhelming for him—and yourself because of his lack of presence—but he would always find a way to make you feel at home.

you started to feel a growth in your heart whenever kishibe is not around. a horrible growth, a growth that kept getting worse and worse the more hours he was away from you. you clenched your fork as you continued to eat your breakfast, unbeknownst to you that he had arrived early.

kishibe would usually spend his late nights drinking out with his comrades after a job well done—or just to relieve some of the stress he had recently encountered. seeing him in front of the apartment door lit up your eyes to the point where you thought you were in a mere fairy tale.

“you’re home early.” you said, as you walked closer to kishibe, inhaling his deep musky scent of alcohol and the scent of a devil’s blood. he let out a deep ‘yeah’ as he embraced your warm embrace.

in this moment, it was like neither of you wanted to let go of each other. in this moment, the moment that was rare for the both of you, you two had fully acknowledged each other’s presence.

“sorry,” kishibe started, rubbing your back with his unoccupied hand that wasn’t stuffed in his coat pocket. you peered up at him, still nudging your head further into his chest, embracing the warmth that he had to offer. “sorry?” you questioned, still looking at his tiring eyes.

“sorry for not being here . . . with you.” you pouted and averted your eyes away from him. “it’s lonely without you, y’know?” he mumbled an ‘mhm’ in response, resting his head on top of yours. “i can try to fix that loneliness.” kishibe muttered, reaching inside of his coat.

you backed away from him to see what he was trying to present to you. he pulled out an index shaped card and flipped it to show the contents. “adoption?” you questioned, thoroughly examining the card.

“there’s a little adoption center up the street,” he began. “i thought you might want a little companion while i’m gone for long periods of time.” your eyes began to fade into a pit of darkness. you didn’t want a replacement for him while kishibe’s gone. you wanted him in general. but, you know he’s just trying to help you the best way he can. so you had to accept his offer.

“okay,” you said. “just know that i love you, okay?” kishibe mumbled, “i love you too.” before kissing you on your cheek—the scar on his left cheek briefly brushing against your own.

the smell of the adoption center was very overwhelming. smells of fur and saliva overturned the cogs in your brain. kishibe chuckled at your little attempts to briefly fan the smell away as he handed you a handkerchief to cover your nose with.

as the smell died down, you two finally examined all the want-to-be-adopted animals in the shelter. it ranged from cats to dogs to iguanas to snakes to bearded dragons. you two explored the endless categories of animals until you landed on one particular species.

“i like that one.” kishibe said, pointing to the tuxedo cat that was peacefully sleeping in the cat house. “me too, but i also like that one.” you stated, pointing at the calico cat that had orange, white, and brown fur. you two stayed in the cat section until you finally picked the tuxedo cat to come home with the both of you.

you decided to drive home because kishibe was heavily intoxicated because of his secret stash of whiskey hidden beyond his coat. you smiled as the tuxedo cat nuzzled closer to kishibe and started making biscuits on his perfectly black coat. he groaned when his claws went too far into the fabric, slightly puncturing his skin, but he didn’t mind. after all, kishibe loved cats. and so did you.

“well,” kishibe groaned. “you have a little companion to keep you company now.” he slurred. “y’happy?”

you fixated your eyes on the road, “i was already happy when you came into my life, kishibe.” kishibe smiled, the scar on his cheek tugging up along with his grin. “love you so much.” he said, before drifting off to sleep. “love you too, kishibe. i always will.”

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aiizenn · 10 months

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men who constantly send you money so you can get your nails and lashes done. of course it’s for your own benefit, but also for his. it turns him on—they’re perfect for giving head. his cock hardens when he feels your hand around him with beautifully done nails. not too long and not too short, just the perfect size to feel them with your grip. you give his tip kitty licks as your other hand makes its way to his abdomen, feeling his tense muscles.

“that’s it, such good little slut.” dirty praises leaving his lips. “eyes up princess” and you listened. your doe eyes decorated with lashes, every blink made you look more innocent and desperate. “so pretty f’me, on your knees, with my cock in your mouth, yeah” every word making you want more, so you take in his length and start bobbing your head. both hands on each side of his hips, as you deep throat him. his large hands gripping your hair and pulling you in. your throat aching from the roughness, your breath is limited but that doesn’t stop him. “keep lookin’ at me” your eyes flutter as you make contact with him once again. the lashes adorning your eyes that were filled with tears.

he hisses when he feels your nails on his hips; tagged with the gagging sound that echoed the room. his length pulses in your mouth as his climax reaches, small curses fall from his mouth when he pulls you in one last time. there is a loud ‘pop’ sound when he removes himself from you and releases his hot creamy cum on your face. tapping his cock on your lips to open wide and drink every drop. his strong grip picks you from the floor and throws you onto the bed. “you sucked me dry, sweetheart. now it’s my turn.” he growls as he buries his head in your needy cunt. your pretty nails playing with his hair for more, like a good little slut.

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chloesimaginationthings · 1 year

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Jodio’s Dilemma

#myart #chloesimagination #jojo bizarre adventure #jjba fanart #jjba #comic #jodio joestar #rohan kishibe #JoJolands #JoJo part 9 #jojolands spoilers #could you imagine robbing someone and that someone turns out to be Araki #that’s the reality jodio lives in #can’t wait to see the next chapter and how this interaction goes down

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chameleonwritess · 8 months

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Top 2 petty adults who hate their part’s JoJo more than the main antagonist

#I love them for this so much #like yes girlies be SO petty for no reason #bc literally imagine having beef with a high schooler when you’re a working adult #jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #leone abbacchio #Rohan Kishibe #diamond is unbreakable #vento aureo #golden wind

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unluckiestmember · 1 year

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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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j-u-u-z-o · 1 year

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Straddling him while holding his face. kissing him playfully all over his face and neck and then passionately on the lips. He’s just laying on his back, arms spread out, taking it all. Only kisses can be heard from you and him in the bedroom. ❤️

Kishibe, Kisuke, Shunsui, Kensei, Nanami, Gojo, Geto Atsumu, Kuroo, and any other characters. 🤭

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imdonecookingstopfollowingme · 1 year

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WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT

"You told me I'll be the one whimpering here." As if he's not on the precipice of doing so. "You sure got the guts, huh?"

"Sorry, 'm sorry." You murmured with eyes shut tight in pleasure and hastily peppered him with kisses. Not like you're going to stop teasing him after this.

"You're always full of pride until I make you a babbling mess. Does it feel that good? Doing it this way?" He punctuated the remark with a pounce, then moved your legs up a bit so he could be deeper.

That's pretty much it for you. You came with a loud sob, writhed at his mercy. And because you very much asked to have him inside you, you didn't untighten, not at all. You rather gave him a hard time pulling out. You tried to speak amidst shaky breaths, "I'll lock you down here. I—uh—we're staying in this b—bed forever!”

He hummed in concurrence, continuously whispering faint yes in between. He held onto your legs harder as the heat of pleasure pooled on his back. He kept you from moving as he was about to empty himself inside, “And you'll take me well as I come, won't you?"

"Y-yes—would love to!"

With your walls continuously fluttering around him, tension snapped inside. He stuffed you full of his cum with a breathy grunt. It felt so good, so warm, you're so delightfully filled. You wrapped your legs around him so it'd stay there.

Indeed, he completely ensured that his seed would stay deep inside as you wish. Your legs felt quite jelly, completely overstimulated. You attempted to shake it away from him but he held them down firmly. He's going to give you what you want and he'll make sure you stay in his confines as he does. "Own your words and take all of them. Just a little bit more. Almost done."

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blueparadis · 2 years

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kishibe exploring your virgin body, using a hitachi wand just because he thinks you look pretty, and those soft moans? music to his ears.

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“You doing alright, girl?”, Kishibe asked playing with the hem of your lacy panty.

“um-hmm”, you nod bashfully as you watch him taking your legs over his thighs. The fumes of cigarette cloud in front of his face as you adjust your lacy outfit. His stoic gaze scans you thoroughly making you conscious about your barely clad body. He has you laid on the bed with the flimsy lingerie that barely covers your modesty but rather pronounces your features. He turns on the Hitachi wand making you bite your lip as the vibrations echo in the room.

It is afternoon. The curtains are drawn in, the windows closed. The fan is noisier than usual while the ac is on. "Let me know if you want me to stop, alright?" Let him know. He must be kidding. You barely knew what he is gonna do with that bulbed rod thingy. Is he going to rub over your cunt? or is he going for the mouth.

Nervousness crept into your body thinking about all the possible scenarios your vanilla mind could permit. "Okay, Daddy!", you chimed to get rid of the bubbling tension. Kishibe lets out a throaty chuckle which is slightly reassuring given the silent atmosphere. He discards the cigarette on the nearby ashtray as he rasped, "hands above head, locked"

He puts the head of the Hitachi wand on your boobs, while his other hand roams over your tummy. He must admit he loves this of you. Gradually, he moves the Hitachi wand all over your body yet not over your vagina. His eyes lurk over you as you squirm underneath him, ankles curling yet you are so obedient to keep your hands above your head that it makes him wanna spoil you more, wanna explore you more.

He notices that your hands roam over your nape and your head rolling from side to side. You could feel your thighs getting closer but were unable to close since he was sitting in between in your legs using the wand on you. Goosebumps spread all over your skin as he holds the top of Hitachi wand near your lower belly almost grazing your feminity.

"I think you should touch yourself", he whispers pressing the vibrating device strongly against your cunt. Your tummy twitches from the sudden sensation, "Ya' know play with your boobs"

"play with …", you murmur as your palms ran across your chest. Kishibe skillfully keeps the device over your vagina while his arms extend to slip the straps of your bra enough to have your boobs at the display. He has always wondered if your nipples had the color of your lips, especially when you keep talking cheerfully.

"Yeah, touch yourself", he remarks. You hesitate for a bit but the moment you touch your boobs, a trail of moans escapes your mouth gasping for breath. You need not be told twice what to do.

"Beautiful", he chimes as he circles the head of the Hitachi wand over your pussy. Your arch in rolls of pleasure, moaning and panting irregularly. An upward crescent tugs up his lips as he notices you bucking up your hips, moving your pelvic up and down to control the sedimenting heat in your core.

"You are so wet.", he says just a moment before removing the panty aside and pushing forth the head of the Hitachi wand. You fail to hold down your scream, but his expression does not falter, the intensity of vibration does. It increases making you roll your eyes white. Your legs wrap around his torso as you pinch your nipples. The more he presses the device into your cunt, the greater the force of pinch.

"Yep, that's it.", Kishibe puts away the Hitachi wand watching your slick trickle down your inner pussy lips as you gasp heavily, your arms resting over your boobs. You look at him and then your eyes travel down to his crotch.

He got a boner just by watching you cum and that too using a device. You sit upright hoping he would kiss you but he denies it as you incline towards him. He cups your cheeks, lightly saying, "You're good but I could make you better.", placing a kiss on the crook of your neck.

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sugurizz · 11 months

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 — 𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐞

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), this is a dark fic, yandere!rohan, improper use of heaven’s door, toxic relationship, forced consent, creampie mention, suggested mindbreak, all characters featured are 18+

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“That’s perfect,” Rohan crooned, the only sound audible over the scribbling of his rapid sketching. his emerald eyes coruscate as he admires the vulgar visage you had no choice but to display for him. “Keep that pitiful expression.”

your face was flushed, cheeks hot and eyes glassy. there was a minuscule puddle of drool on the floor underneath your jaw. your eyebrows are cinched together, teeth sank into your lower lip as you muffle the pathetic whines that can’t seem to end. you’re panting, and so is he, because he’d practically ripped himself off of you and stumbled over to his desk to grab his supplies. the muscles in your toes were cramped up where they’d been curled so tightly, your thighs trembling, but you keep them spread wide as your knees ache, planted firmly on the hard floor. “Roh—“

Rohan cut you a warning glare, pursing his lips, “Shh, sh sh, shh,” the tip of the pen screams as it shoots across the sketch pad, “keep your mouth slack, just like before. Talking will only soil the realism. If I don’t capture this look on your face right now, I might simply go insane.” you could tell by the twinkle of obsession in his eyes, that he wasn’t exaggerating.

but still, you longed to move. to stretch your cramping muscles, to pick your sore cheek off the side of the hard floor. you could still feel Rohan’s foot planting it there, smearing his sole over your face and applying enough pressure on your head to make you dizzy. “W—when can I get up?”

“Spread your ass cheeks.” he barked, ignoring you, brows furrowed in concentration. “Show me the damage I’ve done already.”

eliciting a pathetic and hardly audible whine of subservience, your hands move before your brain can catch up with the demand, prying your globes apart and, thus, allowing a gush of cocktailed release — both Rohan’s and yours — from your cunt. it was spasming, milking nothing, and each time you clenched, you snagged your lip with your teeth. it’s not like you wanted to enjoy how roughly Rohan fucked you, or how sloppy he wanted his muse to be. you didn’t want to cum when he hurt you, but you didn’t have a choice. you couldn’t fight what had been etched into your psyche, literally.

Heaven’s Door. that’s what he’d called it when he explained it to you; an ability that only he possessed. you couldn’t see these powers, but somehow, you knew he wasn’t lying to you.

and you’d seen him use it before — bizarrely enough, though, trying to recall those moments were impossible.

Rohan promised never to use Heaven’s Door on you, but that was before you tried to leave him.

now, you didn’t have to ask him how he could make you do things even though you didn’t want to do them, or why you had blank patches in your memory all the time. even if you wanted to, you couldn’t fix your mouth to form the questions. he had, somehow, used his ability on you, and was keeping you muzzled and obedient now. with no freedom in sight.

Rohan moans out loud, clenching the pen in his hand when he sees the delicious destruction, “That’s it!” he cries, and you could see his cock, still hard and throbbing, beading with more spunk. he wants to grab himself and milk the rest of it out of him, you can tell, but to let go of his pen would mean he would lose the momentum at which he was creating a mirror of your position. “That’s exactly what I want to see, your body fucked out and shaking, your mind slipping, little by little. I’m going to fuck you stupid before long, and I’ll be able to immortalize that, too— once I’ve turned you into my brainless, little fuck doll. Look at how pretty you look.”

Rohan leans forward, flipping the pad around to show you, and you want to be humiliated. no, more than that, you want to cry. reduced to little more than his pathetic possession, you stare at the equally helpless girl in black and white on the paper. she looks less alive than you thought you did, less herself— or, yourself. were you becoming that? were you losing… you?

“I don’t…” your mouth fights each syllable, trying to keep you from speaking. “I don’t like…. This….”

for a moment, Rohan’s brow arches, and he tears the portrait from the pad, tossing it into a stack of at least a hundred more that were similar. all of you. fucked. ruined. “Oh?” he inquires, half taunting, “you’re unhappy?”

yes. god, yes. please, let your lips work with you. “Y—yes…” you wished you could use your hands to push up off the floor, but they don’t want to obey as easily as your mouth, one slipping forward to plug your desperate opening with two fingers, and you whimper. “I want…” to go home! for you to let me go! help! all of these were options that you tried to force to the edge of your tiers, but none found themselves upon them, and instead, your fingers pumped into you, curling at the knuckle, and your mouth betrayed your mind, “I want you to fuck me, Rohan. Again, and again, and again. I want to lose my mind on your cock…”

no! no, no, no!

at the very least, please let me keep my mind!

“Take everything from me. I want to belong completely… to you.”

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signanothername · 2 months

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It’s so funny to me how Rohan holds Joseph in high regard but then looks at Josuke and is just beyond disgusted

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Hi!! Can request nsfw alphabet with aki or first time together with aki, kishibe yoshida and angel pls. Love ur work💕

I'm gonna do the first time headcanons for this one. And thank you, I'm glad to hear you enjoy my writing:

Pairing: Aki Hayakawa, Kishibe, Angel Devil x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, first time, praise, clit stimulation, fingering, cuddles, virgin killers Aki, Kishibe and Angel Devil

A/N: Not doing Yoshida because honestly I know next to nothing about him.

Aki is the best person to have your first time with. Honestly he's almost as nervous as you are, the only thing is that he knows how to hide it and knows what he's doing. Although he's pretty confidant in his skills he still wants you to tell him if something feels off and he'll stop and try again.

He likes to tease you a lot, to fill you with his fingers first so you get used to the sensation of having something then your own fingers or toys inside you. All the while he can't stop talking about how good it'll feel for you once he's inside.

Since this is your first time he goes slow and gentle, but you can see the need bubbling up inside of him, he wants to fuck you until you can't walk, leave you sore, make your throat hurt. But he can wait, tonight is about your comfort first and foremost, you have time for everything else.

Kishibe doesn't really care that it's your first time. As long as you can satisfy him and make him come he couldn't care less about how many dicks you had or didn't have. He knows why he's doing this, he just wants a good time, and you caught his eye, have for a long time now.

Only gentle at first but once he's inside of you he thrusts with brute force. His goal is to make your pussy used to his cock as fast as possible because you're gonna be taking a lot of it in the future. Not stingy with telling you, no growling about how good you feel around his dick, how much he wants to claim that hot body of yours with his cum and kisses.

Very crude in the way he words things but you can tell that there is some emotion there. As rough as he is he never pushes too far and you can feel his hips fall into a slow roll whenever you gasp or groan, letting you adjust to the new feelings and sensations.

Angel Devil is baffled why you would make a big deal out of this. He's had plenty of one-night stands before so he doesn't really see the point of dancing around the issue. Whatever you want he'll do but he is also pretty clear in what he wants, just a good time with you. There is a part of him that likes you but for now he only sees your relationship as stress release.

He is almost feral in the way he licks and mouths at your pussy, like a man having food after for the first time after being stranded somewhere. You taste divine on his tongue, you'll be even better on his cock.

Likes cuddlefucking, especially when you're on top of him and since this is your first time he figured if nothing else he could let you set the pace, he'll do that for you at least. There's also the fact that it allows him to comfortably settle in a sleeping position afterwards, and there's something about having your weight on top of him, warming him up that he finds strangely soothing.

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takeomisbitch · 5 months

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Guys I need some help choosing

#Bella Talks ✿#crocodile x reader #crocodile x you #crocodile x y/n #shanks x y/n #shanks x reader #shanks x you #mihawk x reader #mihawk x you #mihawk x y/n #kishibe x you #kishibe x y/n #kishibe x reader #anime imagines

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laceymorganwrites · 1 year

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First time calling you mommy - hcs

Chainsaw Man edition

A/N: um Denji´s part got a bit out of hand I´m sowwy >.<

Aki

it happens when you come home

it´s obvious he feels very comfortable around you

mostly because he´s finally not alone anymore

and with you he really finally found his safe person

he always thought it would be impossible for him to fall in love with anyone

because he never believed he was worth it, he could give you a few months at most, if at all

work had him busier than he could´ve ever prepared you for and he could die any day

but for some reason you still stick around

which honestly, he is more grateful for than he ever expected

he loves the little routines he built with you, it makes him feel as if he actually has a future and a normal life

and it makes him be less reckless too

cause he always wants to come back home to you, you´re the one who makes it a home after all

Aki thought a lot about calling you mommy lately but he didn´t want to weird you out, therefore looking for the perfect moment

but it never comes, he just has all of these pent up feelings inside of him and one day they just burst

´mommy, I´m home´ he calls out in the apartment once he steps through the door

you can´t say you´re surprised, you notice the way he relaxes around you, searches your head massages and just immediately can let go of everything holding him down

in a sense he depends on you and you love providing for him

´welcome back, baby´

you´re so gentle, it´s like each day he falls in love all over again

Denji

blurts it out when you´re cuddling

before he met you he´d call any hot woman he saw mommy in his head, it was a pure sexual thing to him

that changes when he meets you

he always wanted a mommy that took care of him, told him everything would be alright and who would be there to support him on the way

he just never thought that would ever become a reality, after all he´s always been getting used in his life before

after high school he spends a few months getting by by stealing stuff and running errands for shady people, much like he did before

but at least he doesn´t sell his body anymore. after everything that happened he just can´t anymore

he feels so broken, so used and dirty

honestly he doesn´t believe that there´s any hope for him or even saving

that´s when he comes around your shop and sees that you´re hiring

he noticed you before because you always gave him the leftovers of the day when he was around. and you didn´t even want him to pay

sometimes when it was cold he could come inside and sit down in the backroom for a while

of course he idolized you, until his feelings calmed down and he was able to form a normal bond with you

you get to know each other and he realizes you´re not some goddess, but just someone getting by just like him

and unlike the other women in his life, you´re actually nice to him. without any conditions. just because

it weirds him out at first because he´s sure there´s something shady going on but once he does start working in your shop he realizes that you´re not his boss but his colleague

you both are equal and he´s also not dependant on you which is entirely new to him

nevertheless he revels in this new found independence and you´re always there for him to listen to his problems and support him on his journey of finding himself

you´re the only person who ever fully believed in him

of course he falls in love with you

but he´s even more surprised when you start dating and you tell him you´ve been in love with him ever since you saw him. and that you didn´t pity him just once. no, you tell him you admired him

he needs a moment and you say such sweet things something, all genuine and wholeheartedly, he gets so warm inside and there are moments where he just cries and you hold him

he´s so happy to move in with you, start a life together and have you there with him at all times

it just makes him feel safe

he´s a very clingy guy because he´s lacked affection and physical touch his whole life

´can I call you mommy?´ he mumbles against your chest while cuddling, he just feels way too good

you´re stroking his back and head and he almost falls asleep because he´s so relaxed, resting his head on your chest so he can always look at you

and when you smile at him and nod he just melts

he gives you a toothy grin and hugs you tightly

´you´re the best, mommy´

Kishibe

he never thought he would sub for anyone. ever.

at least that´s what he told himself

because deep down he just wanted someone to take care of him

nobody ever loved him back the way he loved them

so when you ask him out first and blatantly, shamelessly flirt with him he already knows he´s in for a wild ride

he thought you only wanted to fuck at first

is kind of embarrassed when you take him out to eat and then for a late night walk in the park to watch the stars

it´s too romantic for him, he´s not used to it

he´s always been told he´s just hot enough to fuck, but too fucked up to stay with

you seem to be into these kind of men

probably because you´re fucked up yourself

he just knows from the first time you met that he´d be the sub in the relationship

and that knowledge made him feel elevated

because for the first time in his life he could let himself fall safely, knowing you´d always catch him or take the plunge with him

he really wasn´t alone anymore

sometimes he still couldn´t believe it and needed reassurance

he always felt safe with you but the first time he actually calls you mommy is during sex

honestly it just slipped out

you were peggging him for the first time after he finally gave in and let you do it (he was the one who suggested it but needed a lot of time to overcome his inner fears and insecurities about it)

you always put him first when it came to sexual pleasure but this....the way you were making him feel was indescribable

and yes he probably looked like a fool but he didn´t care

how could he when you were praising him like that? looking down at him with that proud smile

he could always get lost in your gentle nature

´mommy, more please....feels too good, fuck´

´hm? what was that, I couldn´t hear you, love´ you grin down on him but gently stroke over his scar, showing him that he could voice all of his feelings, that you reciprocated them

´I-....I want you to have my everything, mommy. I just need all of you, I don´t think I can ever have enough´

he first only calls you mommy in bed but his praise kink kind of gets out of hand so he just integrates it into your every day life

´let me worship you, mommy´

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