*insert “this is not ship art, please don’t cancel me” disclaimer here*

Saw someone mention that if public safety has the bodies of Quanxi’s girlfriends they might have Aki’s body too. I’m going to vomit.

nayuta's status is unknown… after sacrificing herself to get denji out of there… and after denji was thinking about how he doesn't deserve a family cuz he killed his father… i just know he's gonna be distraught about choosing to be chainsaw man until he gets back to her

JUST ANOTHER DAY

[Hayakawa family series]

Just your average day in the Hayakawa household. Pregnant fem! Reader

cw: none i can think of, aki denji and power literally hurling insults at each other 😆

700ish words

It was way too damn quiet for Aki.

Usually when he got back, Power and Denji were doing some crazy shit like jumping from the couch onto the ceiling or chasing each other with knives....but not today.

It was such a weird feeling that he couldn't help but think of the worst case scenario.

He took in a deep breath, preparing himself to lose the little sanity he had left.

But what he saw was the complete opposite.

Y/n sat on the floor crossed legged while Power and Denji painted little drawings onto her baby bump.

"You're taking up all the space idiot!", Power complained to Denji who left barely any space on Y/n's stomach for her to paint.

"Yeah well first come first serve", he spat his tongue out at her, causing her to grit her teeth.

Y/n noticed Aki's presence and smiled up at him.

"Welcome back love", she greeted while Aki returned her gleeful smile, placing a chaste kiss on her lips. He gets so happy when he sees her that it made Denji chuckle. Y/n was his weakness.

"Why are you laughing", Aki grimaced.

"Nothing at all", Denji shrugged his shoulders with a smirk.

Aki rolled his eyes, picking up the paint to make sure it was the right type of body paint that wasn’t harmful to the skin or anything. Y/n could be careless at times. "It better be nothing. I feed you".

The two boys had a glaring contest amongst themselves before Y/n finally interrupted them.

"Can I see now?", she asked as Power and Denji scooched back.

Power crossed her arms over her chest with a proud look on her face, albeit her painting being indecipherable.

"It's Meowy!", she exclaimed.

Y/n clapped her hands with a smile.

"It's lovely!".

Aki and Denji could only sweatdrop at the two women fawning over a white patch of paint.

"Hey sorry to break it to ya two but that's just a white blob", Denji revealed.

"Oh yeah? Then what did you paint smartass?", Power huffed.

Denji jumped up as if he'd been waiting for this moment his whole life.

"It's Aki with Pochita's body", he snickered.

When Y/n was around, the boy could get away with literally anything, she was like his shield from Aki.

"You ungrateful brat—", before Aki could get his hands on Denji, Y/n furrowed her brows at him followed by a warning look.

"Hey be nice, I for one think it's cute", Y/n voiced.

The man merely slumped his shoulders with a loud sigh, poor guy was getting bullied in his own home.

“I’ll be nice once they both start paying the bills..”, he muttered to himself.

Both Power and Denji stood up from the floor, the latter stretching his arms out.

"I'm hungry, make food", Power demanded. She then remembered what Y/n told her about when asking for something. "...please", she spoke in a low voice.

"Can I actually try cooking dinner for once", Denji asked. It seemed fun even though he may not be good at it.

Correction, not good at it at all.

"Not a chance", they all responded back in unison.

Damn 😓

Denji went to sulk in the corner while Aki went off to do what he did best.

"....I can't believe you'd leave the woman carrying your child to get up herself", Y/n placed a hand on her heart as if she'd just been shot.

Aki internally scolded himself for forgetting that it was hard for her to get up by herself these days, he quickly made it to her side and helped her up.

"Im sorry", he enveloped her in a hug and plastered kisses all over her face, earning a giggle from her and and bunch of 'ews' from Denji and Power.

“You’re gross!”, Power spoke.

An irk mark formed on Aki’s forehead. “You’re one to be talking about what’s gross or not when you don’t flush the damn toilet—”.

Aki 1 - Power 0

Masterlist :)

A/N: please don’t leave spoilers cause I’m an anime only for now, when I actually have time i’ll read the manga😭😭

And thank ya’ll for 600 followers i fucking love you guys 🫶

FOOLISH | denji

(this is part two! click here for part one)

synopsis: you get a little jealous... authors note: hi! this part two is approximately six months late. apologies. HOPE U ALL ENJOY cw: SMUT, nsfw, sinning and lots of it, edging, lots of making out in various places, aged up characters!, not proofread (sorry), female reader wc: 3.4k

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You weren’t jealous. You were fuming. You weren’t sure of Himeno’s age but you knew she was older than you. Meaning she was older than Denji. Sure you all were above the age of consent but still… What would she want from a younger man anyways? It was quite the age gap. These questions just suited to make you even angrier as you sighed heavily and audibly. She was all over the poor boy. The worst of it was he looked thoroughly entertained by her. He seemed thoroughly entertained by you just last week when he was begging for a kiss. 

“Y/n?” A voice to your left said. You about jumped out of your skin. 

“Hmm?” You intoned, sliding your eyes to the girl next to you. Kobeni, she looked nervous. Probably because you were still wearing the glare. 

“Everything okay?” She asked, her eyes following where yours were glued for so long. You felt embarrassed and covered it with a practiced smile, nodding your head.

“Yeah… why?” You asked, knowing she would be the last person to call you out. 

“N-nothing…” She said, fiddling with her hair. You felt guilty for making things awkward. “Do you… have a thing for Denji?” You couldn’t have guessed that would be coming out of Kobeni’s mouth so the utter surprise that was fixed to your face was something you couldn’t hide or smoothe over.

“W-what?” You questioned, lips parted. Kobeni leaned on her hand slightly, lowering her voice.

“Do you have a thing for-”

“I heard you.” You snapped, keeping your voice low. You sighed, looking back over towards Denji and Himeno. Your eyes met his for a moment and you looked away quickly, an aggravating blush creeping to your cheeks. “I could kill you.” You mutter, letting your head fall in your hands.

“Is that a yes?” Kobeni whispered. Your eyes snapped up to hers.

“No. That is not a ‘yes’!” You hissed in a hushed tone. Her lips zapped closed at that. “He’s-- he’s a devil. He’s immature and pushy and annoying. How could you ever think…” You trailed off, heated. 

“Okay… I’m sorry I asked. It’s just…. You were staring for a long time.”

“I… was lost in thought. It had nothing to do with… them.” You said, the last word coming out a bit begrudgingly.

“Oh…kay.” Kobeni says. “Well… I heard Himeno’s gonna try and sleep with him.” You flinched hard at her words, your stomach twisting uncomfortably in disgust.

“W-what?” You managed to force out. Kobeni leans close to you as though you two were sharing juicy gossip… which is pretty much what you were doing.

“She said he was cute… she liked how inexperienced he was.”

“That’s… predatory.” You say with a sharp look pointed towards Himeno. She was blushing, throwing her head back in laughter at something Denji said. Your gut twisted and you forcibly turned yourself back towards Kobeni.

“You didn’t hear it from me.” She winks, leaning back, sipping her drink. You were the jealous type, but you weren’t the type to act on these things. You sat back in your chair, looking over one last time, and when your eyes met Denji’s you looked away again and pushed up from the table. “You okay?” Kobeni asks as you give her a weak smile.

“Yeah… I just-- I’m tired, that's all. Gonna head home.” You say, Kobeni gives you a sort of pitying smile and nods her head. She knew and you didn’t care to justify yourself. You weave through the crowded restaurant, shouldering open the door into the cold drizzle of rain. It cools your heated cheeks. It feels good. So much better than that cramped restaurant. You head down the sidewalk and now that you're alone you feel sort of safe with letting your thoughts wander. Safe with letting the emotion of the night plague your features. 

Yes. 

Yes you were fucking jealous. As begrudged as you were to conclude that. You didn’t have much right to be jealous. You and Denji kissed twice and you ignored him for three days after that. You never let on that you liked him before that and definitely not after. You had no right to be jealous. But you were. It couldn’t be helped. Denji was… a lot of things. Things that you didn’t like. Immature for starters, he was foolish and knew not even the first thing about women. Feeling this way for someone like him was dangerous and surely detrimental to your own feelings. But still… You couldn’t help it. Because he was all those things but kind to you. He saved you. He makes you laugh, he’s annoyingly funny. He shares his food with you and follows you around like a lost puppy. He texts you stupid memes and picks you up matcha tea lattes everytime he goes somewhere without you. He begs you to read your books aloud to him if he’s in the same room as you and watches all your sappy romance movies without complaining. He gives you his favorite manga to read and gets very excited when you like the same characters he does. 

You stopped walking as the rain started to pick up, ducking under an overhand a few doors down from the restaurant. You leaned against the cold brick of the wall, watching the rain coming down in droves now. You thought about the kisses you two shared. How you’d never felt that way before. How after you closed the door between you two you couldn’t sleep that night. Just kept replaying that moment over and over, feeling the warmth of his hand slide around your hip and pull you close to him. It shocked you really. How you lost sleep over a kiss. It was frustrating. You felt like a silly little girl again.

“Y/n!” 

You had crushes when you were a teenager, not that they ever really amounted to anything. Nothing ever went your way with love. That was something so much like sand through your fingers. Hard to grasp and even harder to hold onto. You had no experience, of course you wouldn’t be picked over someone who had experience.

“Hey! Y/n! There you are!” You heard his voice seconds before Denji slammed into you with a bone crushing hug. You yelped as he swept you right off your feet. 

“Hey! W-what?” You gasped as Denji sat you back on your feet, his hands just above your hips. 

“I called your name like fifty times! You didn’t hear me?” He asked, his hand coming up without a warning to push your hair from your face. 

“I didn’t.” You deflected, a heat rushing to your cheeks.

“Kobeni told me you were sick.” Denji worried, his hand coming up to press against your forehead, sliding down to press against your cheek. He sucked in a breath. “You're cold.”

“It’s cold outside.” You smiled smally. “I’m fine. Just tired.” Denji pulls his jacket off even though you already have one on. “Denji… no you don’t have a jacket.” You protest but he’s already draping it over your shoulders. 

“Better?” He asks as you look up at him.

“You need a jacket.”

“Chainsaw man doesn’t need a jacket.” He jests, causing a small laugh to escape your lips. You watch in real time Denji looking at the smile on your lips and matching it. You feel butterflies in your stomach and look away before they can take flight.

“You can go back… I’ll be fine walking home.”

“No.” He says with a shake of his head.

“No?” You echo.

“I’m not letting a pretty lady walk home alone. Someone might take you.” 

“Someone?”

“Yes, someone. Someone with eyes.”

“Really specific.” You laugh. “I’m a devil hunter, no one’s taking me.”

“I don’t care. I’m coming home with you.”

“Wouldn’t you rather… go home with someone else?” You ask and feel foolish for asking, foolish for letting that stupid bout of jealousy to show. Denji cocks his head like a dog. 

“Someone else?” He asks and you almost tell him to forget it but your lips are moving before you can stop them.

“Himeno.” His eyes go to yours and for a moment you both just stare at each other. 

“Isn’t she like thirty? I’m not trying to go home with a cougar when I could go home with you.” He says and a startled laugh passes your lips.

“A c-cougar, Denji…” You shake your head laughing. 

“I might be an idiot but I am not dumb. No one could even comes fucking close to you, you know that right?”

“Shut up.” You blush, hiding your face slightly. Denji reaches up and gently catches your wrist, pulling your hands away from your face so he can look you in the eyes as he speaks. 

“I mean it. You are my top girl. The only girl for me.” His words have the utmost sincerity in them that you almost feel your knees go all wobbly. Your lips part. You try to recover, try to laugh it off and shake your head but he doubles down by moving into your space and grabbing both of your cheeks to press a kiss to your cold lips. It’s just a quick press, something to drive his words home to you. And when he goes to lean away from you, his lips parting in words about to be spoken you cut him off. Throwing your arms around the back of his neck, spinning him around and pressing him into the cold brick wall. 

“Oh…” Denji gasps against your lips, his hands sliding around your lower back. You press slightly frantic kisses to his lips, kisses you dreamed about, kisses that plagued your sleep. “I can’t-- believe your-” You kiss the side of his mouth, slowly trailing kisses down. Kissing his jawline, then under his jaw. He obediently raises his head giving you easier access to his neck. “Uhn… holy shit…” He practically pants out, his hand snaking down, palming your ass. You can’t help but laugh, breaking your concentration. “W-what?” He whimpers out of breath.

“You couldn’t help yourself could you?” You ask, his hand still on your ass. He can barely think about what you're talking about, you're standing so close, he can still feel your lips against his neck. Yeah… you’re not gonna be able to get a straight answer out of him for a bit. It makes you laugh even harder, this sort of calms his overheated brain, affording him a moment of reality.

“Oh… oh sorry… I should’ve asked.” He says and lets go. You shake your head.

“No… it’s… it’s fine.” You laugh warmly, sliding your hand under his jaw, thumb sliding over his cold cheek. “I just know… how badly you have wanted to touch a girl's ass.”

“Your ass.” He clarifies. “I have a list of things I want to touch, you draw me a map and I’ll follow it.” He says with the utmost seriousness. You find yourself blushing at that comment, realizing you two were still in public. The rain had stopped, you're not sure when and people were starting to walk around a bit.

“Okay, playboy, let’s cool off.” You laugh and watch as Denji’s face gets serious.

“Oh… I forgot you weren’t feeling good.” He intones softly, making you smile. 

“I feel fine.” You say and he perks up at that, sliding a hand around your waist, pulling you to him. 

“Then I want to kiss you some more.” He says and when he leans in you turn your face, his lips hit your cheek.

“Not… out here.” You say, blushing. Denji pulls back, nodding his head.

“At home?”

“Aki’s home.” You remind him and Denji lets his head fall against the wall, a whine escaping his lips.

“I could kill that ponytail freak.” He groans as you laugh, shaking your head, linking your hand with his and pulling him towards home. 

“That’s not very nice, Dennis.” You say and Denji’s lips part in mock disbelief at the nickname. 

“That’s messed up, baby.” He pouts, making you laugh even harder. He pulls you to him, draping his arm around your shoulders, fighting the bite of the cold away.

When you two get to the apartment building, Denji jogs to open the door for you, holding it open as you walk inside, giving him an amused smile. 

“So,” He starts, catching up with you as he starts walking up the stairs. “When do we start dating… or have we already?”

“What?” You sputter out, surprised. 

“You kissed me like you owned me and I want you to.” He explains making your entire body go red as you stop at the top of the stairs.

“Denji…” You start, unsure how to even phrase any other words after that last comment.

“Y/n… please don’t ignore me for a week again, I barely survived the last time.” He says as you look at him apologetically. 

“I’m sorry,” You sigh. “I was… figuring things out.” You explain and Denji nods his head. 

“Did you?” He asks and you look at him questioningly. “Figure things out?”

“I… against my better judgment… do like you.” You force yourself to say. Denji’s entire world flips on its axis, he goes pale for a second and you think he might actually pass out. You reach to steady him. “Denji,”

“I’m fine.” He bleats, clearing his throat. “You like me.” He echoes with a dreamy look in his eyes. They drift back to you after a moment. “So I belong to you?”

“No…” You say, not really liking the sound of that.

“No?”

“Denji, you're your own person.” You try to explain.

“Fuck that.” He waves off. “I want to belong to you. I don’t mind if you don’t want to belong to me.” He explains but then thinks better of his words. “Though the thought of someone else touching you makes me feel ill.” He cringed. You can’t help but laugh, he looks at you. He loves watching you laugh, especially when he’s the cause of it. He kisses you mid laugh, just wanting that smile pressed against his lips. You made a sound, somewhere between a surprised gasp and a content sigh. In the hallway alone there was a bit more privacy. He’s stood one stair below you so you have a few inches on him, his neck bent slightly up to kiss you, both hands sliding to pull you in by your cheeks and pull you impossibly closer. Your hands hold his wrists loosely. The kiss grows as he takes a step up, now towering over you as he slowly backs you up into the front door, pressing your back to it. Your right hand slides around the back of his neck, pulling just slightly at his hair. Your other hand wraps around his waist, resting there and pulling him in closer. Both his hands stay on your face, he’s kissing you with more ferocity than any of the other times. It’s almost like this is the last chance he’ll ever get, that he has one shot to really drive it home to you how badly he wants you. 

Suddenly the door behind you two opens and you stumble inside. Aki holds the doorknob, groggily wiping his eyes.

“Did you guys forget your keys?” He asks, unaware of what was just happening outside the door. 

“Yes!” “No.” You and Denji answer at the same time, Denji pouting at being interrupted again. Aki just mumbles something and heads back to bed, pushing the door shut, leaving you and Denji in the dimly lit hallway. Denji sighs, watching Aki go. 

“That guy is always interrupting.” He grumbles, making you crack a smile and a soft laugh.

“He’s not doing it on purpose.” You say and Denji just rolls his eyes, huffing. You gently grab Denji’s hand. “If you can be quiet, I’m sure we won’t be interrupted anymore.” You whisper, pulling him back towards your room. Denji almost tripped at your words, a violent blush spreading across his entire body. 

“Y-you can’t say stuff like that!” He whispers as you laugh softly. “You’ll get me excited.”

“That’s the point.” You say and when you push open your door Denji practically pounces on you. You catch and push your door shut at the last second as he’s walking you back to the bed. The backs of your knees hit and then you both fall back onto the covers. Denji pressed his weight against you, kissing you hard. His knee comes up just between your legs and pushes below your knee to part them. He was eager, very eager to crack you open, to touch every part of you and kiss you until you both couldn’t take it anymore. You rolled him over so you were on top. His hands slid down and rested on your hips. You grabbed one of his hands and guided to rest just on your ass. His cheeks went cherry red at that and you couldn’t help but snort out a laugh. You lean down against him and feel his ragged breath fan across your lips.

“I could…” He breathes out. “I could die beneath you.” Your own cheeks blush.

“No need for that.” You smile, pressing a gentle kiss to either of his cheeks. “I’ll be gentle.” 

“Treat me however you want… You own me.” He whispers, his fingers flexing where they lay on your body. The feeling of the kiss and all the sensations made Denji feel so hot and flustered. The feeling of the intense passion and heat. It was something that made him feel so many emotions. The sensation of your tongue sliding against his, and the breath mingling against each other's, was enough to make him moan and whimper. "D...don't stop.." Denji's breath was still shaky, his blushing was still bright and he gulped. The heat was so intense and the feeling of your tongue mingling with his sent him over the top. Denji's body shuddered and trembled. You kissed him hard, your hips absentmindedly moving against his own heating and winding him up way past what he could handle. Denji's body jolted as the heat only built up more. Denji knew he was going to lose it soon... the kisses, the slight grinding and the intense lust... it was only building more and more. Denji gulped and his breathing hitched again, he was barely holding back the feeling of... him going over the edge. You trailed a kiss to a sensitive part of his neck, whimpering out his name into his ear. That pushed him toppling right over the edge, Denji's breathing went wild, his back arched and his body jolted. He felt like he could explode at any second. The heat and the intense feeling of satisfaction and ecstasy... it made Denji moan and feel like he was on cloud nine. Denji didn't even care about the embarrassment of how loud his moans were, he was so lost within the ecstasy of pleasure. You clamped a hand over his mouth as he came undone beneath you. Denji's voice was muffled, but this made the experience even better. You moved your hand and muffled his sounds with your lips. The sensation of all this lust and pleasure, the feelings of satisfaction and ecstasy... were overwhelming, but the kiss... made it all worth it. Denji’s body jolted and trembled. 

“Shit…” He slowly breathed out. 

“Did you…?” You trailed off. He gulped and spoke quietly.

“I-- I told you… you get me too excited.” Something bloomed in your chest, you pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. “It’s okay.” You whispered.

“Really? You’re not mad?”

“Of course not.” You laughed, running a hand through his hair. You two part for a bit so Denji can clean up, he comes back about fifteen minutes later as you were pulling the covers back to go to bed. 

“Could I sleep with you?”

“What?” You blurt out, turning. 

“I mean… sleep, actually sleep. I want… to.” Your cheeks blush but you nod your head, he slides in the bed first as you turn out the light. As you draw closer he reaches out for you and pulls your body against his, tugging the covers up over you. He presses a kiss to your shoulder and slightly tightens his arm around your waist. You knew right then it was over for you.

Just as much as he belonged to you, you knew you belonged to him as well.                                               

Denji, Aki, Power and Makima making their girlfriend moan, just teasing her until she can't take it anymore.

You got it Anon!

Pairing: Denji, Aki Hayakawa, Power, Makima x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, established relationship, office sex, fingering, grinding, kissing, toy use, biting, teasing, begging, dom/sub dynamics, coming in pants

A/N: Makima specifically made me dizzy in the best of ways.

Denji is moaning as much as you are, his cock hard as a rock in his pants as you grind against it. He has his face burred between your chest, kissing and licking where ever he can, his arms firmly locking you against him. When he feels like he's close he feel embarrassed about it so he distracts you with a deep kiss, like it can take your mind off his twitching cock or the flood that just happened in your underwear as you came. He can keep the panties, you're gonna be taking them off soon anyway.

Aki rocks you slowly on his cock, back and forth, enjoying every needed flutter of your pussy. He's not gonna speed up, he doesn't want to, no matter how much you beg. This is your punishment for teasing him during work hours. You get to be his little fleshlight for the night, his toy. And toys don't have a say. Just be glad he'll let you come at all, after the way you behaved he wasn't sure you deserved even that. You made a very compelling argument though, on your knees and pleading as he fucked your throat raw before he threw you over the bed.

Power has the smuggest expressing while she controls the vibrating dildo up your pussy while you eat her out. You can do better then that, you better do better then that if you want to come. Begging won't do you any good with her, you have to earn it, show her how much you worship her first. Then after she's been utterly satisfied she'll let you crawl up and push your pussy to her mouth. She'll eave hard bites along your inner thighs as she turns up the speed of the vibrator slowly, the strongest setting hitting when she gets her mouth around your clit.

Makima has you on all fours on the desk, pussy right in front of her face as she drags another orgasm out of you. At this point you're begging her to stop, you can't take it anymore, your pussy is so sore. Ah, poor thing, she'll kiss it better for you. You feel her smile sadistically against your folds, her hands now gripping your hips so you can't escape the assault of her tongue. You're hers, understand that, relish in that fact. There's no one else she does this for, only you, her beloved pet, her beloved, pretty bitch.

（｡>‿<｡ ）I feel so shy to even ask this haha! Can you do one with Denji confessing his love for 'reader'?

of course! do not feel shy to request, because i will almost always respond! i love denji so much so thank you for requesting 🫶

also im sorry how short these are :(

— How Denji Would Confess

denji (chainsaw man) x gn!reader

warnings: none!

- okay so let's say this takes place after the events of reze and makima, so basing it in part 2 of the manga, he would be incredibly nervous to confess his feelings to you

- it seems like every time he likes someone, he ends up getting almost killed, they get killed, or something terrible either way

- so he would be terrified of even thinking of saying that he has feelings for you

- denji would likely try to avoid you at all costs thinking his crush on you would go away if he didn't see you as often, that obviously doesn't work

- so he tries to show his feelings for you by his actions, and even though he's a nervous wreck doing anything around you, you still don't understand what he's doing

- if it continues on for a few months that you don't realize then denji will pull you aside, likely with some flowers in his hands and just shove them into your hands looking down at the ground and talking so fast you can barely catch his confession

- he wrote down what to say on his hand but he was sweating so much it got smeared and he couldn't read most of it so he just ranted for a few minutes

- needless to say he was incredibly shocked when you said you liked him too, and he looked at you with wide eyes, not believing it

- you give him a quick kiss on his cheek and he swears he almost dropped dead at that exact moment, his face heating up bright red as he stuttered out a "you do?"

- poor boy was so nervous you would reject him :(

- but he did pick your favorite flowers that he somehow remembered you say one time and even though he stole them from the store he was so happy that you liked them

- denji would then ask you out on a date, he doesn't know where cause honestly he didn't think he'd make it this far but he doesn't want you to meet nayuta yet so probably someplace else

- he's grinning like an idiot though when you grab his hand and start walking with him telling him how you were confused by his previous actions but that it makes sense now

- if you don't know he's chainsaw man, he'll tell you right then and there out of worry that someone will try to kill you for being with him, and he will make sure nothing happens to you no matter what

more bf Denji hcs

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Afab gn reader; one small sex mention mdni , college age

He loves going to the park. And riding bikes and climbing trees and playing in snow—doing all the things he didn’t get to do in childhood due to his circumstances. You guys will go after dark to “avoid all the pesky kids gettin’ in your way,” as Denji puts it. You always end up on the swings, Denji trying to go super high to see if his foot can touch a nearby tree branch. He’ll ask you to sit on his lap while he swings since “it’d be better if we could go high together.” Then you immediately tumble backwards on top of him. 

Denji has to be taught the art of doing independent activities side by side. It’s just that everytime you walk in a room he’s all over you, he wants you to talk about what you’re reading, he wants you to paint his nails at the same time as yours, he wants to help you figure out your taxes (in theory). Parallel play has to be explained to him twice and slowly before he begins to understand. “Different activities next to each other…got it… but can we still be, like, touching?” 

Now he’s the king of playing video games with your feet on his lap and asking you real cutely if it should be “parallel play time” whenever you’re about to do something he deems boring. 

Denji comments more quickly and enthusiastically than any of your friends on your Instagram posts. “Aaaaauuugh you don’t know what ur doin to me😮‍💨😮‍💨”  “My jaw dropped so fast! 🤤🤤” “so GEORGUS!” “Took 🤲 my🧍🏼‍♂️breath🌬away🙊!” 

Revisiting the playing in snow thing, Denji originally hates winter. Old prejudice from having poor heating as a child. But once you introduce him to hot cocoa and building snow men and the extra cuddling it warrants, winter becomes his second favorite season (after spring). Askin’ you to take him sledding, holding hands in your pockets, ice skating—you name it, he is down. 

He’ll still find himself a little bitter on the first snowstorm of the year though. “God it’s cold. I think my nipples mighta just got hard.” “Fuck ooofff, Denji. But actually mine too.” “Wait really!” Then he’s grabbing at your chest to feel before you can stop him. 

He’s unbelievably touch starved. He always wants to be closer, he wants to be disgustingly close, he wants to be breathing the same air and sharing a single shirt at the same time close. So Denji is laying directly on top of you any chance he gets. 

He especially likes when you play with his hair, he thinks it’s cute how gentle you are. So when he doesn’t have you in his arms or when one of you isn’t suffocating the other full-body-style, Denji’s head will always find its way into your lap. He doesn’t have to ask before your fingers are combing through his messy strands, moving them out of his face and smoothing them over before they resume their permanent position over his forehead. It’s incredibly calming to him. 

But don’t think Denji won’t return the favor—he wants you to find his presence as comforting as he finds yours. So he becomes an expert on soothing physical touch; he observes what you like and what calms you down and he uses the hell out of it. Rubbing your back and massaging your hands at any opening, holding your shoulders when you seem anxious, moving your hair out of your face if it seems like it’s in the way. He’s not shy about PDA so his hands are all over you whenever you need them no matter the time or place. 

He’ll also reciprocate what he knows he likes back to you. He knows he likes his face on your chest so he’ll pull your face down to his. He likes his hair played with so he’ll carefully try and comb yours when you get out of the shower. He likes when you share your food so he’ll always offer you to try some of whatever he’s having. He likes when you cook for him… he’ll try to cook for you too. It’s a disaster but it’s the thought that counts.

He’ll definitely ask you to teach him to cook better. Food is a love language he wants to give, not just receive! He’ll put on your apron and ask you to walk him through it, tongue in his teeth while he stirs and pours and chops. It ends up more of a mess than it’s worth in your opinion, but he’s so proud you eat as much of it as you can with many compliments.

Speaking of compliments… this man Lives for praise. Please, please tell him you’re proud of him. It’s sweet the way he’ll take your advice on things and tell you all about it afterwards, blatantly begging for a kiss and a “good job!” Sometimes he’ll wait to tell you about his daily accomplishments till you’re cuddling at night, so it’ll be easier for you to hold him extra close and applaud his heroic efforts. Maybe you’ll even shower him in kisses like he’s not-so-secretly begging you to. 

Despite being perpetually horny, Denji manages to literally Never creep you out when it comes to sex stuff. 

He’s just so genuine and honest about it. It’s never a hidden motive; if his horniness is motivating him you will be the first to know. He is shameless when he’s trying to pipe and you know and trust that.

It still will catch you off guard sometimes though. You’ll be sitting on his lap each going on your phones, doing any casual activity that you’ve done together a million times before when he drops a “can we fuck rn please” and things pick up from there.

Denji loses whatever semblance of a filter he has when it’s just the two of you. You wouldn’t think that tiny handful of inhibitions he possesses would make that much of a difference when they’re gone, but they do. For example, letting you know every time his balls itch :(

Or he’ll make a real thoughtful face towards your tits for the longest time, then perk up saying “oh my god! You’re done with your period huh!” 

Denji will always answer any question you ask him truthfully, too. 

“Honestly… No, I don’t really vibe with your parents. I don’t know like they’re kinda weird.”

Denji will try and pick up your hobbies!! He will he will he will! Anything to spend more time with you. 

For example, painting. He really ends up liking painting with you. It’s cute how he turns from goofy and playful to serious artist mode once you two get into it, he really concentrates to try and make his work look good since he‘s always so impressed with the way yours turns out. He tends to sell himself short when it comes to artistic ability, but Denji’s actually so creative and capable; you always keep and cherish his paintings. 

He wants to get a tattoo ever since you mentioned how cool one of your mutual friends looked with their tattoos. But you’re the voice of reason, “Noo Denji I’m sure you would look hot but wouldn’t your regeneration make it pointless? Like what if you drink blood and your skin just ge-“ “You’re totally overthinking it. If it went away I’d just get it re-tattooed everytime. And now that I know you’d find it hot I gotta get one. Maybe somethin’ that reminds me of you…” “…” 

You’re eventually able to convince him to save the money and unnecessary pain and let you draw on him from time to time instead.

He does not know the lyrics to any songs and he will not attempt to learn. That’s all fine and good. But he still sings along to whatever’s playing constantly!! God it is your biggest pet peeve. The final straw before confronting him was singing “woman of fire” instead of “warm enough for ya” to Drew Barrymore by sza :/

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denji succumbing to the world of milfs as he fucks on a pretty housewife <3 denji brainrot is real

Omg yasss i like how ur mind works dracu :))but i kinda changed it soo im sorry if it's not to ur liking :(

And fr tho denji brainrot is fookin real.

Imagine him just wandering the streets and suddenly a kind lady took him in....well or that's what he thought. Imagine purposely doing things like bending over to clean ur shoe even though there's nothing on it. Mah boy's mind be going crazzyy thinking that he's being weird and a prev.... but...ur so hot and kind...its too much for him!! OMG IMAGINE that when he's sleeping in the guest room of ur house he wakes up to find u sucking him off. "...wh-what are y-you-FUCK~" Then u take off his pants and start riding his vigin dick. Poor boy's gonna cry because its his first time and the last thing in ur mind is being gentle. It doesn't matter if its too much for him or not because he's being a very goodboy by making mommy feel good~~<3 But of course you love him too~ so u won't be too harsh on ur lilttle soon-to-be husband. He doesn't mind tho- his mind is all mushy thinking about how he managed to be with you, he'll take whatever he is offered gratefully and worship the ground u step on. After all, he only needs his mommys approval~

Well i got a lil carried away didnt i- anyways hope u like it dracu :) thanks for sharing ur idea with me love~ ( are u comfortable with being called this?if not then tell me I'll remove it <3 )

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nsfw headcanons ii ➪ aki and denji

my other csm headcanons blew tf up !!? what is even happening rn thank all y’all for the support. here’s part two bc like why not

denji ♡

- call him a good boy y/n please ? he will absolutely melt. especially during sex, you giving him that praise motivates him to keep going.

- really good at giving head tbh. who knows here he learned to use his tongue like that but at this point who’s complaining ? sure as hell not you.

-he’s never tried pegging but he’s be so fuckinf down for it. you’d have to bring it up though he’s much to embarrassed to say anything first.

-food is the way to this man’s heart. incorporate things like whipped cream, chocolate sauce and other sweet things and that gives him even more of an incentive.

-a mixture of degrading and praise in the bed room. you have to keep it dynamic. call him a naughty boy and right after tell him how well he did and what a good job he’s doing.

-he’s a good puppy for you :) he’ll wear a collar and walk on a leash just for you. feed the boy and give him water and he’s your personal slutty puppy

-pretends to be stubborn but isn’t. it takes a few coaxing words to get him to do what you want. call him a simp or whatever you want this man is whipped.

aki ♡

- pull his hair while he eats you out..he finds it so hot. or just intertwine your hands in his hair <3

-has a power indifference kink for SURE! don’t call him daddy though- it makes him cringe. instead call him sir or your highness. that’ll get him fucking going in a second.

- aki is a man of many secrets and one of them is he loves when you cosplay for him. dress up in a short/skimpy get up and show it off for him. there’s a good chance you’ll be fucked into the mattress in .5 seconds.

-knows a woman’s anatomy shockingly well. he knows all the right spots to hit and he is more than willing to teach you ways to please yourself.

-giving him head while he reads>>>

-there’s a plethora of ‘i missed you’ sex happening in this relationship. since aki is away so often when he comes back the first thing the two of you do is get a good fuck it. maybe a few rounds if he’s up for it.

-slow sleepy sex happens a lot too. the poor man’s works himself half to death quite literally so let him half heartedly fuck you while he’s practically asleep.

-kind of wants to try role play. he’s not sure how to get into it without being a weirdo but he knows he’s fucking into it.

◌⑅⃝●♡⋆♡ Train The Dog ♡⋆♡●⑅⃝◌

Denji watches as his partner teaches him a trick or two

CW// Reader has a pussy, Dom!Reader, Sub!Denji, Petplay (leash, collar, uses of ‘puppy”), Cunnilingus, Asphyxiation, and Denji passes out at the end but he’s ok

⏤͟͟͞͞☆A/N: HEHEHE AHAHAHAHAH IM DONE MFFFFF OK SO IT’S REALLY RUSHED HEAD START WARNING I’LL TRY REDEEMING MYSELF WITH ANOTHER FIC  Denji had been struggling with getting all of the dogs to listen to him. Every time he feeds them they all surround him like hungry piranhas and won’t ever sit down when he asks them to. Luckily for him he has an amazing partner to teach him how. “I used to own a bunch of dogs growing up, all you need to do is show them you’re the boss” With the small bag of doggy goodies in hand you look down as the rest of the barking dogs start to jump up to grab it. Denji watches from the side on the couch as you giggle watching the yapping huskies try grabbing the food. “Now watch this-” Turning to the dogs you make sure you give them eye contact. The pupils dilated with excitement as your playful tone of voice switches to a more serious one. “Hey hey! Sit! ” They keep jumping though as the others try surrounding you. “See I told ya’ they won’t listen” Denji was starting to think that this was getting hopeless, then it took one word and one stern look. “Sit.” Like magic the dogs started to calm down as their tails still wagged, it wasn’t harsh enough for them to bow their head low and whimper but enough for them to calm themselves. “Good boys, here you all get a treat”. Grabbing into the bag you see some of them try standing up. “Hey! I said sit” The tone of voice alone was enough to grab the dog's attention back again. A moment of silence before you go back to grabbing each of the dogs their treats and feeding them. Denji watches in awh as such a command as all the dogs were just now behaving well so suddenly. “Now you try” Giving a smile of encouragement, you hand the doggy bag to Denji as he gets up from the couch. “Let them see what you have first to grab their attention” Denji clumsily grabbing at the brown doggy bone shaped treat he looks down at the dogs panting and wagging their tail. “Uh, sit?” Denji raised his brow with a crooked frown wrinkling his face. “Denji you sound so unsure of yourself” You chuckle when his face turns red, poor boy he’s trying his best at least. “Let’s try again, say it with more confidence” Confidence? Denji looked back down at the dogs who were all waiting for the chance to grab the treat from his hand. “S...Sit!” The dogs just stare, which made Denji cringe because when was the last time he’d have to play a dominant role? Never obviously. Denji sighs before handing the bag to you. “I think these dogs just hate me” You look down at the bag before grabbing it, you hate seeing your boyfriend sad so you think of some way he’d listen. “Your tone was wrong, you need to sound more serious- confident. Here let me show you” Denji looks over as you grab your treat from the bag. “You have to make sure they are paying attention” Denji’s brown eyes stare at the food in front of him. “Go like this” Suddenly the aura from you twists to a more dominant one. “Sit” Emphasizing the word you watch as Denji’s face grows a deeper shade of red, like his brain shuts down he finds himself on his knees, That’s when he snap out of it “I- I’m sorry!” Denji quickly got up. His heart must’ve been beating through his chest with the way his eyes were trying to fixate at you. “It’s a force of habit, I didn't mean to do it!” Denji was picking at straws to “win” your forgiveness. But you just laugh, it was shocking at first but you knew he’d must’ve been the type to be into that stuff “Well if you wanna be my puppy dog, how bout we finish up training the actual dogs here?” Denji nodded, you already have him hooked as soon as the idea of continuing this doggy roleplay was entertained. “You ready Denji?” Placing the collar around his neck you can tell how stiff he was with his posture suddenly improving, although his chest was comically puffed out. “Denji don’t worry about it, I’ll go gentle with you puppy” His heart skipped a beat, a small mutter “ok” fell from his lips as he looked up and felt his leash being tugged towards you. Denji on his knees looking up at you like a goddess, his goddess. Denji was naked with only his boxers on as he stared up, ready to worship you. “Let’s start by giving me all the pleasure, a good dog like you will get his reward if you do it right” leaning down you smile as Denji’s eyes widen, his breathing shortens with his quivering lips almost pressing yours. “But first, you need to make sure I feel good” Pointing to your panties, Denji’s eyes and focuses on the cloth hugging around your hips. “Take them off, puppy” Denji reaches for the panties with his hands. “Without your hands” You stopped him, Denji looked confused as he tilted his head back to you before back again at the set of the panties in front of him. He leaned his head down and started to use his teeth to drag the panties. Seeing the glistening folds right in front of him he got too eager. “Good boy” You petted his head, ruffling his blonde hair as his face brightened up with his tongue panting out like a dog. Slipping into a headspace that made his brain feel fuzzy and warm. You had control but a different kind, a kind of control that wasn’t cold and heartless like the one he was all too familiar with. And Denji was weak for that power as he dives in between your legs and starts using his tongue It was sloppy, wet and almost boyish with the way he kept panting and licking your pussy folds. A hot dripping wet liquid spreads across your inner thighs and his chin,ravishing every last drop of you. “God you’re so good” You moaned, head tilted back with the leash wrapped around your hand as you yank him further into your heat. He moans with a yelp as he continues to be used by you. Drinking up the hot sticky liquid into his throat, swallowing every drop slides into his mouth. Denji starts to use his hands to pry your legs further apart while sliding his tongue into your entrance. Causing you to moan louder as Denji kept eagerly licking you up. But you notice Denji’s breathing getting very unsteady, with his tongue wiggling inside your walls with his nose brushed up against your clit you realize he can only keep licking you up for so long. “Puppy I’m gonna use you, you better keep still and not pass out on me mkay?” Gripping the back of his head your hips starts to roll against his face Denji could only grip onto your thighs as his face and tongue was being used by you, whimpering and whining when that fuzzy feeling in his head gets more worse. Tongue almost cramping from how fast it’s moving around you pussy his nose flares when your moans keep getting louder and louder. “Fuck come on Denji, im close I know you can do it” It only took your words for Denji to push through, a collar wrapped tight around his neck and the sweet taste of your pussy had him feeling he’s on cloud 9 With the twitching feeling of your pussy cum was squirted all over Denji’s face as he drank it all up. His throat bobbing with each gulp of its sticky sweetness his eyes flutter open as his ruby eyes feel themselves rolling back. That’s when a sudden thud was heard, you shot up seeing Denji’s face covered in your juices but with a blissful look on his face. “Oh shit” You muttered as you looked down at the boy. You see his chest still breathing and let out a sigh of relief, you didn’t feel like having to explain to someone his cause of death was asphyxiation from pussy. You take off his collar and carry him to bed- well more like dragging him up to the bed. Despite his rather lanky build he can carry some weight on him. “Good boy, I’m sorry for pushing you too much” You admire his face, despite the mess he looked so content. But next time you mentally note, don’t try forcing his face into you for the first time

Could I get Denji, Aki, nand Angel's reactions to having their own personal (gender neutral) simp... Like the simp just constantly ogle at them and get flustered whenever they're around. Maybe they get told by someone else that reader is simping?

Denji

If you start out subtle, only sending a lovesick glance Denji’s way when his back is turned, he won’t suspect a thing. But if you step it up a little, alarm bells start to go off in his mind. Have lunch with him, share your snacks, tell him you like his shoes—all of the little ways your affection slips out start to pile up and get him wondering just why you’re so considerate of him. It’s not until Power refers to you as “that one that’s besotted with Denji” that things click in to place (after he double checks what besotted means, of course). Oh shit, Denji thinks, do they have a crush on me? The next time he sees you he tells you the worst joke he can think of, and when you respond with a shy laugh hidden behind your slightly-shaking hand, Denji has his answer. Uh-huh. Totally in love with me.

This is bad, Denji thinks, because he does want to date someone, and you’re obviously willing, but he’s still holding out for Makima. He resolves to pointedly ignore your admittedly adorable blush and those doe eyes you give him that make his knees turn to jelly. Even if his body keeps pulling him back to you like a magnet, his mind will stay strong! He’ll stay faithful! He swears it!

As if. It’s not long before Denji is completely smitten. He likes people who like him. If the way you trip over your words speaking to him, or fidget with your clothes, or remember what his favorite soda is when he mentions it, or share your candy with him even though it’s your favorite kind are anything to go by—you like him. You really like him. And while the extra attention makes his insides feel funny, and he’s not quite sure how to handle how red you make his face when you say you’re going to the store and does he want a treat, on you, Denji thinks he might be addicted to that uncertainty. He doesn’t know how to handle you crushing on him, but for you? Oh, he’ll learn. He still likes Makima, but you, he just can’t resist. His choice was made the second you started fawning over him.

However hard you’ve been simping, Denji falls for you twice as hard. He thinks you’re gorgeous, thoughtful, amazing; the list goes on. He’ll do anything you ask. Before one of you works up the courage to ask the other out (and, let’s be honest, it’ll probably have to be you; he’s totally crazy for you, but the poor boy’s never made the first move in his life) you get stuck in this cycle of mutual, aggressively-awkward mix of flirting and pining. It’s agonizing to watch, and the second-hand embarrassment from watching you two dance around each other is nearly potent enough to kill.

But, eventually things fall into place for you and Denji. It was bound to smooth out eventually, with how crazy you two are for each other; getting lunch turns into going to the arcade; which turns into attending summer festivals together; which turns into your first kiss; which turns into a hundred more. The two of you share a relationship in which you’re completely dedicated to the other, always in the honeymoon phase. He would do anything for you, and you him. Maybe it makes Aki roll his eyes when he overhears Denji on the phone with you, waxing poetic in his distinctly rough-around-the-edges Denji way, but so what; Denji’s been so neglected in the past, surely he’s earned the right to such sappy bliss.

Aki

It's a slightly-jealous Himeno that spills the beans one night, as she and Aki spend the early-morning hours working through a bottle of cheap alcohol. "You see the way (Y/N) looks at you, don't you?" At first, he tries to play it off, but he's not sober enough to rebuff all the evidence Himeno's firing at him. "I know you've noticed them always looking at you!" "You should've seen how happy they were when you offered to give them your leftovers for lunch the other day!" "For god's sake, people without crushes don't try to compare hand sizes, Aki!" He's forced to face the truth.

Aki puts his head in his hands and groans. The problem isn't that he doesn't like you--because he does! You're so sweet, and kind, and giving (although he's just now realizing maybe you're only that way when he's around because you're sweet on him). He just doesn't like you like that. And even if he did...well, he's a devil hunter, with two years left at most. Sweet, gentle you doesn't deserve that. (Besides, the quiet devotion doesn't suit him, anyway.)

Aki does his best to side-step the situation completely. He tries to treat you the same way, polite as ever, but you can tell that some of the friendliness has sapped out of his voice, and that he's trying desperately to avoid being alone with you, even if it's only for a thirty-second trip in the elevator. And Aki knows you can tell. The awkwardness only grows, like a wildfire.

If you try to confess your feelings, Aki lets you down gently but firmly. He explains his reasoning, and apologizes for not having the time to give you a chance. After that, things between you two actually get better. It's like you've both finally let out the breath you've been holding for far, far too long. Once the shadow of unrequited, unspoken feelings slowly fades away, and you can look at him without feeling the heat of shame creeping up your neck, the two of you find your way back to friendship. It's never quite the same as it once was, though. You realize with a certain heavy sadness that he never hangs out with you one-on-one ever again.

Angel

Angel isn't surprised when he notices the yearning, puppy-dog eyes you send in his direction, or the way you stand closer to him than most people dare, so close that he has to be careful not to let your fingers brush. Humans have worshipped angels from the very moment God sent them to earth, and even if Angel isn't a terrifying gyroscope of eyes and wings and pure, holy power, and even if he's a devil first and angel second, he still holds some of that glory. Why shouldn't you revere him? The real question is, why should he care? Angel tactfully pretends he doesn't notice your blushing cheeks and the way you stammer through your words when he talks to you. It's not that he holds any ill will towards you. He just doesn't want to deal with the situation, so it's easier to pretend that your subtle flirtations and generous compliments fly right over his head.

Just because he pretends not to notice your affections doesn't mean Angel won't take advantage of them, though! As soon as he realizes you'll do anything for him—literally, anything—he has you running errands for him constantly. "(Y/N), doesn't a soft-serve sound so delicious right now?" is all it takes to make send you scrambling to the nearest ice cream truck. And, when he doesn't want to work, "(Y/N), would you mind filling out this report for me?" Rest assured, Angel won't assign you any tasks that might be dangerous. But everything else, from washing the devil blood out of his suit coat to grabbing his favorite snack out of the pantry once he's settled down on the couch, is fair game.

But eventually, Aki calls Angel out on his behavior. After Angel asks if you’ll grab his favorite soda for him (a specialty brand that’s only sold in a certain convenience store halfway across the city), Aki huffs as you quickly grab your bag and head out the door. “Why do you always make them run around like that,” Aki half-accuses, sending a glare Angel’s direction. Angel just shrugs, nonplussed. “I don’t make them do anything,” he points out. “They can say no if they wanna.” Aki shakes his head and drops it, but Angel can’t get the exchange out of his head. Later, when you beam at him and hand over an overflowing plastic bag stuffed full of clinking glass soda bottles, he can’t bring himself to be as pleased as he normally would be. Angel comes to the startling realization that mooching off of you is starting to leave an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach, something he is not pleased about.

Angel’s developed a soft spot for you, despite himself. Maybe it’s the way you drop everything to help him, or how you shyly tell him you think his wings are beautiful sometimes, or how you stick up for him even though he’s a devil. Or maybe it’s just because you’re you. Either way, he finds that he’s starting to appreciate how close you stand to him (even if truth be told he’s nervous someday soon you won’t be able to resist the urge to brush your fingers against his own, and truth be told he deep-down wishes that you could), and he thinks your puppy-dog stares are kind of pretty. He doesn’t completely stop asking for things, but to your delight, he starts coming along with you whenever you’re heading to the nearest ice cream truck for his favorite flavor soft serve. He doesn’t even complain about the walk. (At least, not much.)

Hello~~ Can you do Denji and Aki from Chainsaw man with a Y/N male who has a candle wax kink?

I'm gonna assume you want them separate because technically Denji and Aki have a good sized age gap... anyways, ENJOY

Denji

Poor baby was confused when you first lit up the beautiful white candle. He's mind settled for the theory that you just wanted to be romantic or something but the way you smirked at the flickering light set an unsettling in his stomach

Initially freaked out even you tilted the candle over his restrained body. But the second the hot wax hit his abs, he felt ad his all the muscles in his body contracted

Definitely enjoys wax play when the two of you want a more sensual and romantic night rather than your frequent rough play

Likes scented candles! Mostly enjoys sweet smells and the occasional floral. But he can get overwhelmed by smells really quickly so strong smells aren't used often

You know the candle wax melts that look like food on tiktok? DO NOT GET THEM!!! Denji will definitely eat them thinking it's edible. Poor baby will feel so betrayed

Aki Hayakawa

He's a slut for this shit. Lights candles before you can even ask if wants to use them

He was probably the one to who suggested it to you. It took him awhile to ask though, he was embarrassed

Drip wax on him while fucking him in doggy style! It makes his brain turn to mush

Likes floral scents. Either super suttle or extremely intense. Needs to barely smell it under his cigarette smoke or have it completely hide the smell

Wants wax play to be mutual. Wants to pour wax over you while riding your cock, just as much as he wants you to pour it on him while blowing his back out

Get some really nice candles that turn into lotion when the wax melts!!! God he loves it. Massage his thighs with hot wax that moisturizes his skin and he'll pop a boner in no time

To sweet

honestly just a fluff of Denji trying to be a boyfriend for the first time to a kind of overly 'sweet' reader.

warnings: none really, female reader, swearing, like... once?

word count: 1113

Denji really was a great boyfriend. He always shared his food and snacks with you, He was caring and sweet and was always nice to you. However, that doesn't mean he’s perfect. Other than his hunt for the gun devil and most of your ‘together’ time being spent at Aki’s apartment with Power, you were also his first girlfriend. He’s never done the dating thing before but he wanted to show you that he could do things boyfriends normally do. He wanted to show you he knew how to really be your boyfriend. So he decided today he was taking you out. Whatever it takes to show you what a great and loving boyfriend he is. 

To start the day Denji had brought you flowers that he clearly picked from houses along the way. You didnt live that far from Aki’s apartment so the journey didn’t really give him time to make a whole bouquet but it had one of every flower he must have passed so it really was a cute little bouquet of different flowers. 

With a small smile Denji held the gift out for you. “Ready?” he asked.

You took the flowers and smiled at how cute he was. “Yep! Where too?” you asked after setting the flowers down inside. 

A wide grin spread across Denji’s face. “An amusement park!” he says with excitement. 

Denji’s plan was to go on a few rides, win you a big ass stuffed animal then get one of your sweet kisses, The plan was perfect. That was until he actually entered the amusement park. As soon as his eyes saw the roller coasters he grabbed your hand and pulled right to the biggest one. “C’mon Y/N! Let’s ride that one!” You couldn't help but laugh at how excited he was, he was like a little kid. 

It was Denji on the ferris wheel that had gotten you both kicked out of the park. Instead of doing something normal like kissing you he was busy looking over the edge and trying to see if he could spit on some poor soul's head. After a few good shots and the rest of the way down you were asked to leave the park and After Denji tried basically fighting a guard you ended up banned. 

“Well i fucked that up big time.” Denji pouted. He was thinking of something else, how can he make up for that mess? “Hey, do you like fish?” he asks, looking at you with a blank face. 

You tilted your head to the side with one raised brow. “Fish?” you questioned. 

That bright smile was back on Denji’s face. “Fish.” He nods.

The aquarium was what he ment. All the fun colored fish swimming around and so many different sea creatures. Sea horses? Denji thinks they are ugly as hell but super cool. He was so immersed in the fish passing by and wanting to follow them that he often knocked over kids without noticing. You had a hard time keeping up with him as he ran from one tank to the other. 

It didn't take long for the staff to ask you two to leave, this time Denji took it better and you weren't banned but he was still super bummed that he got you kicked out of another place. He just wasn't used to all of these new things. He didn’t have the money to go to an amusement park or an aquarium growing up after all. 

Denji let out a defeated sigh. “I'm sorry, I ruined the aquarium too.”  He gave you a sad smile. 

You shook your head. “It’s okay! Really Denji, you just don’t always have great spatial awareness when you're in public.” you reason with him, taking his hand in yours you learn head on his shoulder.

He didn’t want to leave the day on like that though, with being kicked out two places? Hell no, some place where he can’t make any problems. 

A movie was the simplest answer. You sit in one spot for an hour or so and don't get up. You could share snacks and a drink, he would throw his arm over your shoulders and your head would lay on his. 

With some cheesy romance, a large popcorn and a drink with two bendy straws you sat right in the middle of a pretty packed theater. Everything was going perfectly fine, Denji was mostly just giggling at some of the things the leads would say or do. When the cheesy romance got worse so did Denji’s laugh, then he started straight out trashing the movie, causing everyone around you to shush him. With a half hour still left, you were asked to leave the theater. 

That was it Denji thought, you would never talk to him again. There was no way you didn’t think he was a total loser now. He walked you home in silence, unable to even apologize out of embarrassment by now. Once you reached your front door he hung his head down and stared at his shoes, waiting for you to go inside and shut the door on him. He wouldn't even blame you. 

After a moment he noticed you haven't even moved from your spot in front of him. He slowly raised his eyes to meet yours. You had a gentle smile on your face and soft eyes looked into his sad ones. “Don't I get a kiss goodnight? ” you asked with a light tease. 

Denji stared at you in disbelief, you didn't hate him? “You mean you don’t hate me? After everything today you'd still want to kiss me?” he asked, still not fully believing you.

You took a small step closer, causing Denji to straighten up a bit and look down at you. “Denji i'm just so happy you tried today. I had fun even though we got kicked out because I got to see you happy.” you confessed, a blush creeping its way onto your cheeks. 

“Y/N” Denji didn’t know what to say. His heart was pounding, you were just too sweet, too perfect. One moment he was staring at you with pure affection and the next you were getting closer, leaning up on your toes and kissing him. Your soft lips were a dream and you tasted like cherries too. Yeah you’ve done plenty before but being near you always makes him feel so warm and happy. 

When you pulled away Denji had a dopey smile. “Thank you for today, Denji.” you say and pull him into a hug. Arms around his middle as he slid his around your shoulders, holding you tight and kissed the top of your head.

How Tatsuki Fujimoto writes Affection

First of all I would like to give massive credit to Tiktok user @campaign_baby for their Tiktok I saw on this that really made me think of it alot more

I will Bring up Examples from:

Shikaku

Mermaid Rhapsody

Goodbye Eri

Fire Punch

Chainsaw Man Part 1 (Quite a big spoiler in this will give fair warning)

Fujimoto has a sort of strange method he uses to write that a character Loves/cares deeply for someone. And its The character either being willing to be consumed or to provide sustenance to someone, Or to consume the other person. Examples:

Shikaku

After Shikaku confesses her love for Yucel, He rushes to the hospital to offer her his blood, Making her into an immortal vampire just like him. Yucel has also fallen for Shikaku, its basically his confession of love, He wants to live with her Forever.

Its drawn in a way you can tell its such an act of compassion too.

Mermaid Rhapsody

"I loved her so much that I thought, If it was by someone with a smile as pretty as hers, Maybe being eaten wouldn't be so bad."

Toshihides Dad feels the exact same way about his Mom as Toshihide feels about Shijyu. Mermaids eat humans, But that never mattered to either of them.

Goodbye Eri

In Yuutas Movie about Eri, He writes her to be a Vampire, because he wouldnt actually mind to be her sustenance, In his movie, he loves Eri so much. (I genuinely cant read this fucking story without sobbing, Rereading it again just to get this screengrab just made me cry for like 20 min help)

Fire Punch

This one is Pretty straight forward, Agni with his regenerative powers feeds his village by continuously chopping of his Arm so they dont all starve to death. But more importantly he does this to prevent his sister from doing it aswell. He doesnt want her to suffer that pain so he takes sole responsibility for providing himself to the village.

Agni also later feeds his followers with the help of Togata Chopping of the part of his face that isnt on Fire. I think this has more todo with making sure Togata gets fed rather than his followers, To Agni Togata means alot.

⚠️Chainsaw Man Part 1 (Spoilers for the Final arc)⚠️

When Power is about to Die, Power not only offers her own blood For Denji to Drink so he can get back to health, But Pochita also offers a small part of himself so she can come back as a Powerful Devil.

And ofcourse the big one is Denji Eating Makima. He obviously has to and all for the sake of erasing her. But he explicitly says it wasnt an Attack, It was an act of Love.

Its such a fascinating thing that the idea of consuming someone can be concidered something you do to a cherished one, as an affectionate thing. I guess as Denji mentions that you basically become one with eachother in a way if you consume them.

But this is such a Weird thing Right? Where does this idea even originate from? Well ofcourse we can only Speculate but I really think he took on inspiration from his own life here, Because he has actually done this to someone he loved. Yes, Seriously.

Tatsuki Fujimoto eating his deceased Pet Fish

In the Authors notes for "Tatsuki Fujimoto Before Chainsaw Man: 22-26" Fujimoto shares a story from when he was 24:

"Even though we were poor, we had a pet Japanese rice fish. I found it dead one summer. I went to toss its body into the trash like in Parasyte, but my girlfriend said she wanted me to bury it, So off I went to the park, alone. I tried to bury it under this big tree, but the ground was too hard, my hands got all dirty and I had no hole to show for my effort. Out of Options, I figured I would pretend I had buried the fish and left it lying there on top of the ground. As I watched it for a little while, ants found the body and began to carry it away. Im not sure what came over me, but in that moment, love for that pet fish welled within me for the first time. I brushed the ants away, and then Ate it."

You can read the full story here

It has that "Wait what the hell am I reading" Charm to the story like alot of his works, But theres something so weirdly beautiful about this story, Somehow stricken with grief and love for this fish, He ate it. As Denji says, its not an attack, his fish is part of him now and its an act of love. So strange, yet so Beautiful.

Anyways thanks for reading this insanely long post if you even got this far I appreciate it!

I can definitely see the vision that Yoshida's perse Denji's personal arc and relationship can be read as the queer closeted experience too as some people have pointed out in these past chapters. Both who share the same feelings of disconnection with their environment, in addition to an inherited social ineptitude and naivety about what it really means to be normal, in which they assume that the origin of their frustration and sadness comes from their weirdness and not from the rejection that the same scheme who ignored them now inflicts on them. This uncertainty of knowing that, despite the fact that you are doing what the manual says, what the majority does, you still do not get the same results of satisfaction and personal fulfillment that everyone gets, is what increases this frustration and pilled anger against their surroundings and against each other; Yoshida has faith that this is the path to take, that the results are guaranteed by logic so tries to persuade Denji to trust on his good intentions, while Denji is submerged in an existential crisis from said normality that feels more transgressive than comforting, even though he already has what he wished for and maybe what Yoshida envy of him. Them forcing each other to do things they both know it won't make them feel any different from the usual apathy and sense of losing themselves in the progress with so little reward such as doing the expected of their asigned gender roles (men always wants girls, always wants sex) for example, only increasing their solitude as a result.

Like, we all know the obvious, that all of this comes from their respective backgrounds and duties, Denji as the extremely poor orphan kid forced into child-labor and, taking Yoshida's subtle wording, it makes you think he's not so different from him, like a child soldier raised by the state similar to Makima and Reze. These feelings of the uncomfortable normality that secures your place as the "social failure" despite your desperate attempts to prove yourself to be worthy of acceptance, are very common around a lot of groups incluiding the one mentioned on here, as on top of that is so valid to take in consideration the not so-subtle tension (and poor tasted jokes), misunderstanding but at the same time complicity between Yoshida and Denji makes this interpretation really interesting, to me.