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rinrinx2 · 1 year

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Love demon

Aki x demon! Reader

Summary: Upon doing his usual route check Aki sees the most beautiful girl he has ever laid his eyes upon, to bad that you have to be a demon.

Warnings: Adult themes, Mature language, Smut

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"A love demon, a demon who is able to cause those around her to fall in love instantaneously. Her beauty and charm being a major factor in getting whatever and whoever she wants, even those who she doesn't care for will fall for her as it's within her nature to have everyone love her. And the blood of those who love her is the sweetest."

Aki was taking a walk through the streets of Tokyo, enjoying the coolness of the air due to the late hour. Basking in the quietness of the back roads as he took his stroll. Aki found that his late night strolls were the only way he would have to make time for himself, as ever since the arrival of Denji he was never able to catch a moment without the hyper male and his even more hyper female counter part.

Aki took in a deep breath as he closed his eyes taking in the serene evening night until he heard a loud cluttering noise coming from around the corner of the road he stood in.

'I swear if Denji fucking followed me out here' Aki thought as he began walking around the corner with a creased brow expecting to see the hyper Denji.

"Okay Denj-" Aki said, stopping mid sentence when instead of seeing the hungry Denji he was met with the cutest girl he had ever seen.

Sitting flat on the ground with your bag and it's contents all spilled onto the floor as you attempted to pick them up, but your actions had caught the attention of none other than a man, a cute one to.

You watched as starred at you for a moment before quickly kneeling to your level as he spoke.

"You need help" Aki asked as he reached over for a book on the ground.

"Yes" you said hesitantly as you tried to quickly collect your bags contents.

You and the man quickly collected everything that was once scattered on the floor and neatly placed them into your bag.

Aki rose to his feet once everything was placed back into your bag watching as you stood up now too. He was taken aback by your beauty as he just stood there starring but quickly realized that you seemed uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry" he said as he pulled his gaze away from you with an evident blush across his face.

You smiled at his reaction, finding it cute. 'Maybe his not a creep after all' you thought.

"You shouldn't be walking alone at night, it's not safe" Aki said as he brought his gaze back towards you.

"I can look after myself" you said confidently as you walked pass the tall male.

Aki was taken aback by your beauty that he couldn't just let leave so easily, so he did the only logical thing his mind could think of, be stubborn.

"Well I well aware that women are strong and independent but still it would not sit right with me knowing I let you walk home alone" he said with tone that made him sound self assured.

You turned your head looking his figure up and down. You could sense the infatuation coursing through his blood the longer he starred at you the more he was falling for you - the affect you had on men.

"Very well" you said as you nodded your head and turned your self back in the direction you were headed.

You heard the enthusiastic man run after you. The two of you walked in silence for a moment before you began to speak again.

"So does the man whose walking me home have a name" you asked turning your head so that your eyes now starred into his.

"A- Aki" he stuttered out nervously.

And you laughed at his reaction. You had him just where you wanted him. He was practically drooling after you.

You kept silent again until you reached your destination and that's when you decided you would have some fun finally.

"This is me" you said cheerfully.

"Why don't you come up for something to drink before you head home" you said gently brushing your hand along his arm.

And Aki was a smart young man he wouldn't so easily just walk into someone else's house no matter how beautiful or charming they were - but you, you were the exception.

Without any hesitation Aki followed behind you into your home.

The deep red colours and fabrics that decorated your home washed him over with a sense of warmth... with lust.

He hadn't realized how a subtle tent had been growing in his pants. You walked over to where Aki sat on your red velvet couch handing him a warm cup of rose and lavender

"Thank you" he replied as he held the cup of rose and lavender tea.

"Its a pleasure" you said moving closer to Aki, being so close you could smell the faint scent of cigarette that he had been smoking earlier that day.

"You have a lovely home" Aki said as he cleared his throat, his nerves becoming shot as you shifted closer and closer.

"Thank you" you replied as the space between the two of you was practically gone. You starred into his eyes before shifting your gaze to his lips. Slowly you pressed your soft lips against his, feeling the way he stiffened at your actions only to relax a second later.

Your kisses were first soft and experimental but quickly turned to those of passion. The moment you slid your tongue into his mouth Aki was gone.

A loud clattering sound you heard as Aki dropped the cup the tea was once in. You smiled into the kiss.

'His mine' you thought as you quickly got on top of his lap, mouths still connected as your began to grind down on him.

Aki was moaning into your mouth as your grinding became to much for him. His cock was twitching in his pants, craving to be inside your walls. His cock leaking out strings of pre-cum.

You could sense his errection. The way his body could no longer resist you, they way he ached to be in you.

You were a generous woman, so of course you'd help him satiate his needs.

You slightly raised your hips, as your hand moved between your two bodies. Quickly pulling his pants down along with his boxers, pulling out his massive erect cock.

You gazed down at it, watching as his slick pre-cum glistened your finger tips. You starred in amazement at his cock before looking up at him, the way his cheeks were now flushed red colour.

Without a moment to waste you reached underneath your dress and pulled your pantie to the side, as you aligned your self with his cock.

In one swift motion you sank down on his cock noting the deep sigh that left Aki's lips. You smiled at his reaction and began to move yourself up and down on his cock.

Aki was a mess underneath you. It wasn't like him to get like this, he wasn't one to so easily succumb to others but he was now. He was grabbing at your waist as he moaned out in pleasure. Wails of pleasure slipping through his lips like a bitch in heat.

You made him so submissive underneath you and you loved every second. You loved the way you could feel his cock being pulled deep inside you, the way his slit was continuesly leaking out coating yout walls and the way a white rim had already formed at the base of his cock.

You knew it wouldn't be long till he would come undone beneath you.

"You enjoying this" you said with a massive smile on your face, watching as Aki's was scrunched up in pleasure trying to hold back his orgasm.

The way your pussy walls were tightening and clamping down on his shaft was becoming to much for him and he felt the urge to cum grow stronger and stronger. His cum was traveling to his shaft just waiting to paint your walls a nice white.

The way his breathing became erratic and his eyes shut tight you knew the opportunity to strike was now. Within a second you plunged your teeth into the lower base of Aki's neck as you began drinking his blood. The warm hot liquid traveling down your throat made your pussy clench unbearably tight.

And Aki came hard, from the way your pussy was milking him and as well from the feeling of your teeth grazing his neck. His hips stuttered as all his semen now pushed out into your fluttering hole.

But you remained latched onto his neck, until you felt his orgasm settle down with him. You unlatched your mouth from his neck, looking into his eyes once again.

"A demon like myself really enjoys such sweet blood" you said with a seductive smile, watching as Aki's eyes widened.

He couldn't believe it, he had just had sex with a demon, the thing he swore he would hate through all ages of time but here now, with him still inside you and the way you looked down at him all he wanted was more. He wanted more of the love demon.

Just wanted to try a chainsaw fic

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aka-libby · 10 months

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Counting Our Regrets

Aki Hayakawa x gn!reader | established relationship | semi-canon [ domestic tooth rotting!fluff + angst (with happy ending/comfort) ]

Word count: 4.3k

Warning(s): mentions/implied topic of de*th, insecurities about love, VERY BRIEF mentions about rough past regarding home life

Summary: Aki hated you at first but after a series of events his view on you changed. Now you’re together as a couple, with the regrets of wasting all that time hating and being avoidant of the inevitable spark you had. Yet even with these regrets on the both of you, it’s when you’re in his apartment having dinner like any other night that he finally realized how he truly feels about you.

A/N: So I have a story in the WIP folder that explains their past and how they became the couple here in this fic. There is a LOT to unfold and it’s honestly a drain to write angst and pain all the time SOOOOO I would write this fic when I’m bored and somehow I finish this one first…. so now here we are. I do hope it’s not confusing but hints enough context for readers to understand the development of the two. Plus I’m WAYYYYY too impatient to wait to post this cause I’m so PROUD OF IT UGH.

Anyways enjoy.

“Is it weird that I still get a bit nervous every time he invites me over for dinner?”

Your friend laughs over the phone. “Really?! It’s been so long now. Just breathe and treat it like any other time you guys are together.”

You’re glaring at them, even though they can’t see it. “I’m serious. You know how the past was, we hated each other… well he hated me. I don’t blame him though, it was in every way my fault for how things are but… still.”

Your friend probably heard the change in your tone towards the end. The mischievous aura drips from them. “I understand but the situation has changed now. You stopped being a lil brat and he realized the amazing person that you are underneath it. He fell for you instantly, I see it and am reminded of it everyday when I see you two in the same room.”

“Really?” You are curious now about what they meant. “What do you mean?”

“You don’t see it?” The utter disbelief from their tone surprises you more. “The way he looks at you speaks millions. Like a moth lured to a bright ass light. I believe it.”

You smile as your chest lightens from the doubts slipping off you. Their words really eased your mind. “That’s… cute.” Images of Aki flash in your mind of all the times he would get embarrassed when caught showing any form of affection. “He’s really sweet.”

“He is and it is cute but also utterly revolting.” They gag through the phone. “You two are so lovesick for one another and yet SOOOO oblivious at the same time. My eyes get cavities from seeing you two within the same radius.”

The both of you chuckle a bit before they bids their farewell. “Now go in and enjoy the dinner, okay? Tell me more about it later.”

“I will. See you soon.” You say before ending the call.

The grip on the plastic bags you have to your side tightens as you take a deep breath in and out. You know more than anyone this night will be just like any other night. Just a casual dinner with 2 co-workers/friends and your boyfriend.

Boyfriend.

Your lips form into a soft smile as the title lingers in your head. It feels too surreal to be together now after a year of discord between you and Aki. Then a time period of uncertainty of what kind of relationship you guys had. It was the result of the change with his thoughts about you and your thoughts about life. With Himeno’s death being the catalyst to it all.

It doesn’t help that both of you have gone through great suffering revolving around death. Life is unfair to both of you. His family was taken away so suddenly by a worldwide Devil attack while yours…

Agh, the thought hurts too much to think about.

Even with all the hurt, pain, and self projecting in denial of the truth of it all you two somehow ended up here, together. It made you happy to realize that after so long but so late. With time still ticking every single second, it’s only sooner than later that both your lives could end so suddenly.

With Aki’s time limit down to 2 years and yours still in the air, anything could happen at any moment. It was hard carrying the regret of projecting your trauma and fear of abandonment to the relationships around you. How you pushed others away to protect them and yourself. It wasn’t fair to you or your comrades.

They never got to meet the real you.

Your thoughts are cut from the feral screech coming from behind Aki’s door. You know all too well who it was, and you smile softly from the moment, as it reminds you to be present in the present. No time to dwell on your regrets, it will only waste more of your limited time.

You are with Aki now, that’s all that matters.

Finally, you take the last few steps over to Aki’s door. Knuckles barely hovering over the door before it’s busted open.

Power cheers out your name as she pulls you in for a half hug, arm over your shoulder. Her eyes don’t meet yours, instead they’re on the bags at your sides. “You brought food for me?! I'm STARVIN.”

“Hey!” a familiar voice echoes from inside. “That’s no way to treat guests!”

Power is quick to nag back at him with a roll of her eyes before taking the bags out of your hands. “Allow me!” She excitedly offers but you know there are other intentions behind her kindness. Your head shakes from her obvious facade.

Walking into the Hayakawa Residence, you instantly envelop yourself in the comforting feeling of your second home. The smell of the three housemates and the aroma of home cooked food wafts into your nose causing your previous insecurities to flee. Is this what it's like to be at ease? You’re pretty sure it is by how safe you feel once the door closes behind you.

Turning around the corner, you see Aki casually stirring a mixture of veggies in a savory sauce in a wok. It instantly waters your mouth. “Hi Love.” You greet walking over to where he is in front of the stovetop.

It was then you realize what your friend’s comment meant earlier, about how Aki looks at you. His eyes instantly shine with adoration and his body is fully turned towards you, letting go of whatever he was focused on to meet you halfway. Once you’re within his grasp, he pulls you into a hug and kisses the top of your head.

“Hello love, was the trip here okay? I’m sorry I couldn’t pick you up.” He apologizes before rubbing your back soothingly.

Shaking your head to look up, you reassure him with a smile. “It’s fine, don't worry. I can’t expect you to always pick me up and host a dinner.”

“I know but I would rather do it knowing you are safe than for you to take a taxi or walk here.” He tells you softly with his arms now draped over waist, his hands interlocked behind you. Blue eyes still looking at you. “Next time I’ll open my schedule up to do so.”

You instantly shake your head. “No, you’ve done too much for me.”

He looks at you softly, almost bittersweetly. “It feels like I haven’t done enough.”

Your lips are already on his nose before he could continue. “You’re perfect.”

Those insecurities leave him and it’s replaced by the previous admiration he first had when you walked into his field of view. Instead of replying, he just pulls you in for another tight hug, his cheek now on top of your head. His indirect way of saying many things with one action.

You mean the world to me.

I appreciate you.

Thank you.

Pulling back from the hug to check up on the veggies he was stirring earlier, you point towards the living room, where Power and Denji lay as they go through the plastic bag you brought. “I hope you don’t mind but I brought some extra food I prepared yesterday and sweets.”

“Mmm you didn’t have to. I made extra food too.” He explains as he tosses the veggies around the sauce, evenly coating each cut piece. “But I do appreciate it, thank you love.”

I smile and wrap an arm around his torso. “I don’t mind. It was going to rot in my fridge anyways with how often I eat here. Plus, you have 2 extra mouths to feed.”

His soft eyes gloss over to you, and he can’t help but feel the need to kiss the side of your head. “You’re the best.”

“Oi! Can you cook faster and stop flirting so much!” I hear Denji yell from across the place. Aki’s soft feature forms a frown as he goes to scold Denji for interrupting the moment.

Just now remembering you had more people in the room, you walk off to where the other two reside. Both are already munching on the baked goods you’ve brought, happily enjoying it while watching their show.

“Like em?” You ask Denji as you sit down next to Power. Her cat senses your presence, immediately heading over to you, purring happily under your loving touches. “Hi cutie.”

Without taking his eyes off the screen, he replies back with his mouth stuffed. “Therwe realu-

“Don’t talk with your mouth full!” Aki scolds from the kitchen.

“Whamever.” He dismisses but gulps it down anyways before continuing. “Good ass…” He draws a blank. You watch the way the gears in his mind slowly rotate as they try to put together a coherent sentence. “Good ass goods!”

Power slams her hand flat onto his back, repeatedly slapping him, and causes poor Denji to choke mid consumption of the said goods. Her boisterous laugh echoes within their flat. “You sound more stupid than usual!” She hollers out then starts shaking him.

He starts to cough from all the sudden movements and finally dryly swallows the food. Despite watching Denji almost choke, you can’t help but laugh from watching the events unfold. They really were siblings by heart.

As the conversation slowly dies, Aki takes this opportunity to step outside to smoke. Everyone sits comfortably in the ambience. With the sound of the Tokyo nightlife and the lowered volume of the TV playing some random channel, it really lured everyone to a relaxed state of mind.

It could be the combination of good food and it being quite late into the night that caused both Denji and Power to pass out on the ground. Your buzzy self smiles at the sight of them, so peaceful from the food coma. The whole environment feels so… nice.

It was somewhat odd for you. Your body is aware of the empty space where your walls and guard used to be. Not really used to this feeling of being safe and secure. Growing up in a chaotic and unstable household really puts a toll on you and your point of view on what a safe home should make you feel.

In a way, you never really felt at “home” before.

The silence you’re used to in your own apartment isn’t much different compared to what you’re currently experiencing now, but it makes you feel different. You don’t feel lonely or alienated. You feel…. comfortable. You’re not sure if it’s the alcohol or the fact you are now just appreciating what a domestic life is like, but it’s a new foreign feeling. Nonetheless, it’s not unwelcome, it’s more than welcome.

You hope this doesn’t come to an end anytime soon.

Taking in a sip of the alcohol of your choice, your eyes pick up on the mess that surrounds you. Dirty plates, unfinished platters of food, both used and unused napkins sprawled over the table. Overall it was just messy, but honestly this is what's expected from a late night dinner with Power and Denji involved.

Without another thought, you stood up with your wobbly tipsy legs and started to clean up. Picking up the empty cans and garbage as you scout the room for more.

“Hey.” Aki calls out for you, head just barely poking into the apartment.

You look up at him, an empty beer can in hand. “Hey.” You greet, confused.

His brows lowered from your response. “I wasn’t saying hi. What’re you doing?”

“Oh.” A giggle escapes from your lips from your tipsy brain. You continue to pick up the beer cans and toss them into the recycling bag. “Cleaning up.” You answer simply.

“You’re a guest.” He starts off walking towards you and takes the bag. “You should be relaxing.”

“You hosted this Aki, in your own home. The least I can do is help clean up just a bit.” You explain then immediately start to stack all the dirty dishes. “How about you get the garbage and I’ll do the dishes. Hm? How does that sound?”

Leaving no room for him to argue further, you leave the living room and head to the kitchen. Aki watches as you walk away happily with the stack of dishes in hand. You look over to him once, an eyebrow raised from his stare.

“What?” You ask as you hold a soapy dish sponge in one hand and a dirty plate in the other, scrubbing away the grim and food off the plates one by one.

A lot of thoughts are running through his mind but he makes no attempt to show it. He just shrugs and chuckles. “Nothing.”

Both of you fall back into comfortable silence. Only breaking it to drop a couple of small talk here and there. With the TV still running in the back, now on the news channel. You make notes on a few topics the news anchor mentions and Aki does the same, feeling comfortable with the surface level talks.

Nothing about this was new to either of you. You always offer freely to clean up when invited over and Aki follows up by refusing you from doing so. A routine both of you are accustomed to for the past couple of months. In some way, you should feel content or happy being with someone who flows with you so easily and has grown accustomed to you over time.

But as your thoughts simmer a bit longer, a bitter side to all of this comes around. You’re reminded of the reality you’re truly in. Both you and Aki’s death are determined when you both sign your life away to Public Safety. With Aki being two years left and yours possibly just as short.

The unwavering and daunting feeling never goes away and always ruins moments like these you want to cherish and really be in, to really exist in. No matter how much you try to avoid it, the feeling was and is always there. It doesn’t help that a good chunk of your time with Aki was wasted on avoiding getting to this intimate point in your relationship.

The person you were back then would’ve looked down on you. How could you give in to these selfish desires? Get into a relationship with someone knowing the limited time you have left. It wasn’t fair to them or you. A cruel ending to have to anyone. So you did what at the time felt like the best thing to do, barricaded yourself from the world.

You were committed to keeping a facade up. A mock up personality to shield you and others from getting close to you. You hoped you could keep up with it long enough that one day you leave this world and feel relief no one would experience grief like you did.

Sadly even with trying to avoid the inevitable, you landed in the worst possible position ever. To end up regretting what you did and having to accept the conditions your fear set out for you. If only you gave up sooner than later. Maybe just maybe you would have enjoyed more of these moments with Aki.

“You okay?”

Your head whips to him, ocean eyes hold much concern. “Yeah why?”

He frowns, not convinced at all. “You’re shaking.”

It’s when he mentions it that you realized your shaky hands. Instantly you shove whatever lingering thought you had left and try to play it off as something else, despite knowing he wouldn’t believe you. “Just….” You trail off drawing a blank for an excuse.

“If you’re going to lie, at least make it believable.” He scolds but his actions don’t mirror his words as he pulls you in for an embrace. “There’s something bothering you. You can talk to me, you know?”

You have… Already. It was a topic that was brought up quite often between the two of you. It was hard to really fully walk past the topic. No advice or form of communication would really ease the both of you of what’s yet to come. But it does in some way help temporarily. At least, until you come back to the same thought again like now.

A sigh leaves your lips when you snuggle closer into his chest, arms wrapped tightly around his large frame. “You already know what it is.”

The same sigh leaves his lips as his grip tightens. “I’m here nonetheless.”

Much to his response, it does say a lot. Both of you fall into another routine. Where one would be reminded of the ticking time bomb and the other comes around to comfort them. Neither of you felt the need to speak more with how often it happens. It was a silent way of saying “I’m tired of this too, but just know I’m here for you if you wanna talk more. Just say it and I’ll be here to listen.”

After a few moments, you finally pull back to look at him. A bittersweet smile on your lips. “Thank you.”

His arms never leave you. Instead, they are holding the sides of your arms, thumbs rubbing soothing circles into you. “Anytime.”

Finishing up the last bit that was needed to be done, you both head out to the balcony. You pulled a bit of the curtain from inside to shield where his dingy white lawn chair was on his balcony. A simple but not really effective way to have some privacy from the sleeping children. As you close the sliding glass door, the chills of the night are apparent on your bare arms.

Aki sits down first then signals for you to take the spot on his lap. “Sit, I’m not making you stand.”

Well, you can’t really deny such a tempting offer. You smile at him before doing just that. Both of you adjust yourselves a bit before settling comfortably in the current position. Your head on his shoulder, his arms wrapped around your waist, and fingers intertwined on your lap.

The soft buzz of the night life from his quiet neighborhood drowns out your thoughts as you stare aimlessly at the street lights. His arm that was once on your waist now hoists up just below your upper back. He pulls you in closer.

“Hm?” You question the sudden movement.

Aki is silent for a few seconds before talking. “I was just thinking.”

You return the same silence before saying. “Care to elaborate?”

“I…” He pauses, unsure how to say what he wants to say.

There was just too much to say and too little of the time to say it at that moment. No amount of words or poems could describe the cloud 9 feeling he gets when he sees you there, just existing in his world. It reminds him so much of everything that it overwhelms his mind and makes him draw a blank during moments like this.

Where he wants to say everything but can’t.

So many words and sentences just zoom around him like dust in the air getting blown until it turns into a tornado. Every fleeting thought gets thicker and stronger. It consumes his mind and he can’t choose nor figure out what he wants to say during moments like these. What’s something that could just say everything he needs to say all at once? To tell you he appreciates you. Wants to stay like this with you forever. To continue to live in each other's presence until time stops him for good.

To see you come through that damn door again with a big smile and sparkling eyes as you hold bags of food in both your hands happily. While greeting him with that god forsaken fucking melodic voice of yours.

It hits him.

It’s so simple but it finally hits him.

He looks down at you, meeting your eyes one last time as his nervousness clogs his own throat. The phrase in itself is simple but the meaning is so heavy, so meaningful to him that it almost scares him away from being able to say it. But it’s the only thing that really describes this feeling he feels for you.

God he should really shut up and just say-

“I love you.”

He watches closely to the way your face reacts to this statement, both out of fear and excitement. It’s when he sees the way your eyes get slightly glossy and your cheeks burn bright in warm hues like a sunrise that he reflects the same expression with the biggest smile.

Not much is said. Only the sound of multiple pecks and tender kisses from Aki as he covers your whole face with love. You giggle like a lil highschool girl from all the affection. After almost basically covering 90% of your face in kisses, you finally get a word in. Feeling overwhelmed from joy and love.

“I love you too.” You finally say, holding his face close til your noses are just barely touching. “I… Never thought you could ever love me.”

He understands very well what you meant by that. Given the history between the two of you, but he doesn’t care. At least at this moment he doesn’t. The rays of pure unfiltered feeling of love is all too consuming and subtly blinds him from truly acknowledging the double meaning to your statement.

“We have gone off on the wrong foot and I know we both regret heavily how late it is to be in this position.” He starts off in a whisper then tilts his head slightly to rub the side of your noses, lips barely hovering over yours. “But to me, in this very moment with you, without all the worries we had been dealing with before for weeks. Hell fucking months!” Raising his tone just a bit to playfully emphasize the last part of his statement. “I know for sure I love you. The person here on my lap. The body that holds your beautiful heart and the beautiful heart that holds your soul. From every bit and piece of you, that is all for me to love until I can no longer feel.”

You feel your face get more red with every word being said. It absolutely stuns you to the core and you can’t get your mind to put together a sentence or a single word to say. You’re not used to this true unadulterated form of love. It completely fried your brain, and the only response or reaction you gave were tears.

“I…” You first choke out. “I didn’t do anything special.” You sob out. The big insecure part of you is in some way confused by his declaration. “All I’ve done is hurt you, Aki. I don’t understand.”

He quickly adjusts your positions enough to fully face you from above. Your eyes are bloodshot red, cheeks wet from tears. It’s so painful to see the doubts you’ve had hidden from him resurface but he doesn’t mind. Cause you’re you. He loves you for you, therefore he loves all that comes with you.

Aki starts to kiss your tears and gently guides you to sit up on his lap. Both his hands on your cheeks, wiping the remaining falling tears with his thumbs.

“Hurt is inevitable. We’re human, hurting others will always happen whether we intended to or not. I forgive you love, because I understand what it’s like to be scared of connecting. Especially in the field we’re working in.” His voice is tender and gentle, reassuring you with much sincerity.

He takes the time to really admire every little detail about you. How your hair frames your face. The little scratches and scars from Devil attacks on the cheeks he loves to kiss. How your eyes hold every single emotion that shapes the person you are today.

Your entire being is everything to him.

“You were made to be loved. I don’t care what person or experience made you believe you weren’t but I’m telling you this now sincerely that you were made to be loved inside and out.”

As each word escapes his lips, he can’t help but inch your face closer and closer and closer until his lips just barely hover over yours.

“Especially by me.”

There was a part of you that wanted to scream at him for lying. For spewing out such bullshit to you at this moment. Cause how can someone so beautiful like him love someone so complex and messy like you? How is that possible?

Whatever the case was, there was a stronger, more hopeful side to you that believes everything he claims. It constantly clashes swords with your insecurities. The same insecurities that made you push him away.

And you know better than to do that now.

He watches the way your eyes light up just a bit as a smile forms. “I love you Aki. Thank you for being…. You.”

It’s after saying that you finally lean in and kiss him with all the same love and care he has for you. He makes no mistake to delay this. Kissing you back with all his entirety. Your souls intertwine through an invisible bond the more the kiss deepens. Unspoken love of affirmations set ablaze the passion you have for each other.

And in that very moment, both of you knew no matter how much time you guys wasted wishing and counting your regrets. You still had each other. As bittersweet as it is, that’s all anyone could ask for.

Well… Aki is hoping he could ask for your hand in marriage but let’s leave that for another time.

A/N: thanks for reading! please let me know if you see any mistakes with the gn!reader pov, this is my first :)

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levmada · 1 year

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In a Few Minutes

summary: On your walk home from class, Aki kinda sorta saves your life.

content/warnings: college au, HURT/COMFORT, first kiss, so soft, NDE

wc: 1.4k

After classes for the day are over with, you always look forward to meeting Aki outside his building and strolling back to your shared apartment almost as much going home by itself. You know each other so well that these walks are often spent in comfortable silence—they're simply the beginning of your evening routine.

No one ever believes that you and Aki just friends after they've seen you together (sometimes, even based on the way you talk about each other), including yourself from time to time. Aki seems to like giving mixed signals, and it's not like he's an open book.

Today isn't unlike any other day so far, save for another mixed signal.

Snow dusts the ground, and the cold makes attempts to penetrate the scarf wrapped snug around your neck. Every inhale feels like ice, and leaves in a puff of fog. You even have your arms crossed and your hands buried in your armpits in attempts to warm your hands. Rubbing them together does nothing.

Aki speaks for the first time since you met up. "You forgot your gloves."

"I forgot my gloves," you confirm gravely. "It's so fucking cold..."

Aki's long puffy coat makes him look like a penguin. He suddenly stops, and begins to work one of his woolen gloves off.

"Aki—" you chuckle nervously. "It's only a couple minutes."

"Yes, I know, but you've gone all day without them." He's grumbling almost to himself, frowning troubled. "I'm sorry I didn't notice earlier."

He's apologizing?

On Mondays and Wednesdays, your schedules align so you can have lunch together, and on Mondays specifically, you both leave the apartment at the same time. Today is Monday.

"I forgive you," you assure, still joking, but he isn't. He seems to give something some thought, takes his left glove off, and gives it to you. You're relieved he doesn't give you both, or god forbid the clothes off his back, but that relief is blown away by shock as he takes your hand.

One of his gloves on your left hand, his one on his right. That leaves you the perfect opportunity to—

"Now we'll both be warm," he says quietly, but he sounds unsure. He's watching you. "It's only a couple minutes, so."

"Yeah. Okay, let's go," you agree quickly. How is that disappointing now? Only a couple minutes...

But walking the winding path to your apartment feels like it takes longer today. You hardly pass anyone. Your heart pounds, and your cheeks feel hot despite the chilly wind. You can't help the butterflies fluttering inside you that this is how Aki would hold hands with you if you were together. His are much bigger than yours, so besides the fact that you're forced to keep your gloved hand curled, lest the glove falls off, the hand which holds yours almost engulfs it. It's still warm from the glove... and very soft.

You treasure these last few minutes before you have to let go as you arrive at the last street you have to cross to get home, the kind with a path down the middle that cuts the asphalt in half, with pedestrian signs, but no lights.

Normally, you'd look. You're so taken with your thoughts, and the world has been so still and quiet, that the crossing doesn't even occur to you. Aki barely hesitates.

It happens before you can even blink. A roaring engine blasts from your left, and it feels like your right shoulder leaves it's fucking socket as you're yanked backwards, nearly stumbling to your knees when you're hit with a bunch of hot exhaust. Forgotten leaves from the autumn season take off around you like drunken birds.

Aki curses, ripping you back another few steps before you're literally left in the dust of a truck whose hood must've been taller than your head.

What just happened? you try to ask, but your eyes are wide, still in shock.

Breathing hard, his arm hooks over your shoulder and protectively reels you to him. You find yourself pinned to him in a tight embrace, your cheek squished against the chilly puffiness of his coat. You're shocked by his proximity, the way you suddenly feel so safe, and the remnants of adrenaline still running through your blood.

"Are you okay??" he asks breathlessly over your hair. "That—That fucking idiot, almost..."

The sound of his voice snaps you out of your stupor. You hug him back, but you get the feeling that you're both shaking. He says your name urgently.

"I'm fine, I just wasn't paying attention... If you weren't holding—my hand..."

"Don’t say that," he snaps. "Surprised if he—if he hasn't already killed someone. Fuck," he whispers. His hold on you hasn't slackened at all. “I’m glad I…”

You feel the same. Letting go somehow scares you now. It's true—if Aki hadn't noticed your lack of gloves and insisted he hold your hand, then that could've ended... another way.

Neither of you so much as squirm for the longest time, and as time marches on, this hug begins to feel like something else. You're in the middle of deciding whether to say something—and if you did, what you'd say—when he suddenly lets go of you, tears out his phone, and immediately begins to type something. Aki is more furious than you've ever seen him.

"License plate," he says flatly at your stare, without looking up.

Your first instinct is to dismiss him from going through the trouble, but you immediately let it go. Besides, he looks scary right now. You wish he'd hold you like that again.

Instead you look around. Streetlamps illuminate your surroundings, but at dusk, no one appears to be around. It's as if nothing even happened.

Still not looking at you, Aki takes out his cigarette pack, and then struggles with his glove for his lighter. He seems panicked, and once he finally gets the cigarette and lighter in his hands, you noticed it's shaking profusely. He can't even light it.

"Aki, I'm okay, it's okay." You step closer, but his expression only turns more conflicted. "Seriously! It's over now, so just."

You take his shoulders, forcing his attention towards you. His deep blue eyes still look anxious.

"Here." You pluck the lighter from his hand. "Let me."

The lighter hisses as the flame is born, and you get the cigarette lit. You slide the lighter back in his pocket for him.

"Th...Thank you," he says quietly. His eyes flutter when he inhales, and he inhales deeply. Still. Neither of you start walking again.

"Are we... Are we going?"

Aki stares down at his cigarette for a moment. He moves aloofly, like he hasn't decided what he's going to do even as he does it. And then he's hugging you again—carefully, with his lit cigarette held over your shoulder. You melt against him.

“That was dumb luck," he remarks bitterly. "If... I don't know what I'd do if, if..."

You pull away just enough to look up at him. "Me neither... But it didn't. We're safe. Thank you."

Aki holds your gaze until you could swear his eyes are glittering. Then he scoops up your chin, pulls you close, and kisses you.

Your heart jumps right to your throat when you feel his lips press to yours. They're just slightly chapped from the cold, rich from the tobacco. In moments you kiss back and sling your arms around his neck. His hand slides down, cupping your nape to keep you close.

Suddenly, he pulls away by inches. You still feel his breath on your face. "I should’ve asked first. Can I kiss you?"

You don't know whether to laugh or cry. Smiling widely, you slam your lips together again. You enjoy him too much to feel the cold at all.

Aki kisses you with an intensity that's still somehow careful, like he's worried you'll for some reason pull away and take back everything. Your lips smack. It last for so long that nearly half of his cigarette has burned away on its own when you finally pull away.

"Maybe we should go on a date," you remark, laughing breathlessly. "Kind of a shitty memory for a first kiss."

He takes a fleeting drag, his hand still not having left your waist. "Yeah." Then he looks around. "Let's just get you home first."

Just a few minutes, you think again, and smile.

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gojou-violin · 1 year

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this is enough

| pairing: aki hayakawa x fem bodied!reader

| warnings: 18+ MDNI, chainsaw man manga spoilers, sad(?) sex, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, (breeding kink if you know aki and if you squint really hard), bad smut writing from me.

| wc: 3.3k

| a/n: when can i be happy after reading csm?

| taglist: @sintiva (just this once cuz i sent this ask), @aylitgirl

Aki wasn't one to tell others the truth when he was struggling. He liked to bottle it up for the sake of suffering alone so that no one else had to worry about him or be burdened with his own "stupid" problems, especially when it came to the deals he'd made over the years with different devils who wanted this and that from him. Out of everyone you knew, you were sure that you were the only person in his life who knew every detail of what he was enduring.

The Curse Devil was the first to take from him. In exchange for time off his life, Aki could kill his opponents simply by stabbing them three times with the sword he always carried around with him. The first time you met Aki, he had a good twenty years to live... Now, he was close to two years...

The Fox Devil wanted from Aki what he wanted from every human he made contracts with: skin. There were days when Aki would leave the house whole, and when he'd come home that night, he'd have his arm bandaged up because the Fox Devil took the skin from his forearm. Aki always insisted that it was fine, that it was his curse to bear because it was a contract he made willingly; but that didn't change the fact that you forced him to go to the hospital every time in order to receive skin grafts.

The only time you'd ever seen Aki so scared about his future was after he came home to tell you that he made a new contract with the Future Devil who was living in his right eye. It was necessary after the Fox Devil got fed up with him and would no longer come to him even when the situation was dire and Aki was willing to give up everything he had to offer just for the sake of winning his fights-- So your husband had a Devil living in his eye now... Punishment, you supposed, for getting to see seconds into the future whenever Aki needed during battles.

Part of you couldn't understand how he had made all of these deals for the sake of surviving out there while up against all kinds of powerful Devils, yet none of them could save him when it mattered most. Where had his squad been? Where had they allowed this terrible thing to happen to him?

"You have to stop that," Aki whispered from across the table.

You looked over at him with a brow raised, just in time to catch him staring down at your bouncing knee. He always knew when you were overthinking something. It was so obvious by how you'd go quiet after getting lost in thought, and your knee would shake, and your hands would fidget on your lap.

You two were supposed to be on vacation, so why were you thinking about what happened when it was all in the past and nothing could change the outcome, even if you tried your very best. The doctors were good enough. They did their jobs as soon as Aki was taken to the hospital. It could have been worse. You both knew it. He could have been killed like some of his coworkers, or he could have come back in more pieces, or neither of his arms could have been reconnected like one of his friends.

It happened in the middle of the night a week ago. You got a call that Aki was in the hospital after his squad went to fight the Doll Devil who took both of Aki's arms. She snatched them clean off his body without so much as a blink of an eye or an inhale of her breath. It happened in a second, he told you later. One moment they were looking around, the next, he had no arms and was passing out on the ground. When he woke back up, he was in the hospital, you sitting next to him, holding onto his hand, the only one they could reattach after hours of surgery.

"Come here," he continued to whisper. It was like he was scared to disturb the gorgeous night you two were enjoying silently in the dark hotel room that had been gifted to you after he was put on leave due to his injuries.

Aki wanted to get back to work the second he was released from the hospital, however, his superiors denied the request, and to ensure that he stayed away, they sent the two of you to a hotel outside of the city for the weekend where you could relax and he could recover a bit more before actually going back. You knew that there was no stopping him. He was going to go back to work one way another, even if it ended up killing him faster than the Curse Devil promised; even though it would kill you to get a call that he wasn't in the hospital because he had died.

"Baby, come here," he spoke up a bit more to grab your attention.

Without thinking twice, your feet carried you out of your chair and over to him. His lap was warm as he used his one good hand to grab your hip and pull you close until you were straddling him, your faces close his nose bumping yours sweetly. It was cold outside. At some point in the evening you had considered going out to get food at a nearby restaurant before you looked out the window to see that a snow storm had rolled in, trapping the two of you in the hotel which lost power nearly an hour later. That was alright, though. Aki wanted to spend a quiet night in. He liked watching the snowfall, so you both pulled up chairs to the window to lounge around while you waited for shitty food service to arrive. There wasn’t much the kitchen could make in a power outage, but the pint of ice cream they had to get rid of before it melted served the two of you well for a bit. Once you were done eating, though, that was when your thoughts began to drift, and Aki noticed that something was off.

Did he know how worried you were about him? Did he realize that every time you glanced at his missing arm, your heart wrenched in your chest? When would he finally say “fuck it” and leave that damn Devil Hunter career of his behind just to spend his last few years alive with you, the person who needed him around or nothing seemed right—

“Darling,” he cooed.

You melted into him, wrapping your arms around his neck so that he’d stay close and continue to nudge his nose against your cheek as he left kisses along your jawline.

“It’s okay.”

“I know that.”

He hummed a thought. “It’ll be okay.”

You couldn’t think of any kind of proper response to that because you weren’t sold on the idea that it would actually be alright. He had two years left, if that. How much longer was he willing to suffer? He’d given up his skin, his eye, his entire arm— You couldn’t give him up to the Curse Devil. You couldn’t. That monster would have to go through you before he could ever get to Aki.

“I’m here. I’ve always been here. That’s enough, isn’t it? Being here… Right now… Just the two of us… That’s enough.”

You hid your face in the crook of his neck suddenly as you croaked, “That’s enough…”

He nodded. “Exactly.” He was gently kissing the side of your head until you perked back up again then leaned in to kiss him. “Darling…” he mumbled against your lips.

“You’ve gotta stop scaring me like this. Please.”

His lips hovered over yours as he hesitated to reply. “I’m sorry.”

As he kissed you again, your fingers found the ends of his hair, gently tugging in order to ground yourself in the thought that it was enough, he was right, it was okay, and it would be okay. If Aki was sure that everything would be alright, then it had to be true. Afterall, you were the only person in the world who ever knew what he was really thinking and what he was struggling with. If anything was amiss with him, you’d be the first to know. It was okay. Being with him was enough.

Aki managed to find dominance in your kiss even though he was below you and all he could do was hold onto you with his one hand as you moved ever so slowly and lightly along his lap. A voice in the back of your head was screaming at you to stop because Aki was supposed to be resting; but your body was ahead of reason. Some desperate part of you was taking over. There was an urge tugging at your heart and a coil that was twisting in your stomach because you missed him— Even though he was right there, in your arms— You missed him. You were terrified of the past, you were dreading the future, and your whole body was begging to forget it all by simply being with him as a reminder that he was in fact there, that he was real, that he was okay, and that it was enough to be with him in that hotel room as you waited for the power to turn back on.

“Fuck—” Aki slid his hand around you so that he could palm your ass roughly. “Don’t stop—” He was trying to help you in your endeavor to get both of you off through your bathrobes.

But it couldn’t be helped. Even though he was moaning in your mouth as his hand gripped your ass while he moved you back and forth, you had to hesitate just to tear his robe apart, revealing his growing erection. Another minute or so and he’d be ready—

“Fuck, ‘Ki—” You were caught too off guard by him sliding his hand back along your hip and down to your clit that he found so easily, using his fingers expertly to tease the pearl roughly.

There was a bit of urgency to the way both of you were moving, like you needed to fuck each other in the next few seconds or you’d explode; yet it was all still so gentle, quiet, and oddly romantic. Whenever you and Aki were at home together, back when Denji and Power didn’t live with you, the two of you were worse than rabbits, the way you’d fuck constantly. Aki was the adrenaline rush type of guy. He loved finding different ways to please you. This hole, that hole, these fingers, this toy. This kink, that kink. This position, that position. Whatever it took to make you scream his name every day and night, Aki tried it. But there were times, very rarely, honestly, when it came down to basics where it was just you and him and the simple idea of fucking each other. No fancy toys, no crazy kinks, and no planning prior to the sex so that everything was safe and consentual because that was just how crazy it could get sometimes. This was the purest thing it could be: Two people in love who needed each other.

“I’m ready,” you insisted while reaching down to wrap your hand around his length.

Aki hissed at the feeling. “Okay— Fuck—” He moaned your name as you aligned his tip with your slick entrance.

As you slid down slowly onto his length, Aki’s fingers on your clit hesitated for a moment as he forgot how to simply breathe. It wasn’t until you were fully settled down that he finally let out a breath and threw his head back. You took the opportunity to kiss his neck. You nipped and licked enough to make sure that a hickey would surface soon to let the whole world know that you put it there because you loved him because he was only yours. He could make a million contracts with Devils just to sell his soul off— It didn’t matter because his heart was all yours.

“Is it okay if I move?”

Aki nodded eagerly. “Go on.”

With moans escaping both of you simultaneously, you rolled your hips in a circle just to test how deep he could reach inside of you. Aki wasn’t the largest man by any means, but he wasn’t small either. Though he wasn’t very thick, he made up for it in length, which meant that he could hit spots in you that you thought were impossible before you met him. He liked to watch your face burn bright whenever he’d fuck you because you were shocked by him every time. It just seemed outrageous that you’d think he was done but he’d keep going and going until finally his pelvis hit your skin and you knew he’d given you everything. He thought it was entertaining to see you so surprised. But this time, it wasn’t like that. You were on top, ready to take every inch, and you were testing the waters to see where you could get him to go if you rolled your hips left vs. right, and what would happen if you lifted up slightly then rolled around in a circle.

Aki’s fingers flicked your clit whenever you lifted up slightly. If you weren’t down against his thighs, then he had enough room to play with you, which is exactly what he wanted because the whimpers that left your mouth as you bit your lip were just so perfect. And to you, whenever you’d be pressed down all the way, you felt like you were in heaven whenever he’d groan your name. It was like hearing him chant a prayer. The way he’d break with a few curse words and a name of an angel— your name… Fuck, he was perfect.

“I love you.” Aki’s lips captured yours in another passionate kiss.

You could tell that it was difficult for him to find way to keep you closer than you already were, and that was only because he used to dig his fingers into your hips just to make sure you couldn’t get away from him; but without his other arm, he was forgetting how to hold onto you, and you could see it in his lust-heavy eyes that he was worried about losing you. He was probably asking himself what would happen if he didn’t hold you on his lap? Would you groan and go to bed? Absolutely not! He wasn’t less adequate. He wasn’t worth less now. He wasn’t going to lose you. What such stupid thoughts posessed him whenever he was worried about you.

“I love you,” you responded desperately. You needed him to believe you. “I’m not going anywhere.”

He must have known that you knew what he was thinking because his fingers worked faster on your clit and he kissed you so hard you almost got knocked backwards. If it weren’t for the fact that you were holding onto his shoulders, you probably would have fallen onto the floor.

“I love you, baby. Fuck— Love you so, so much.”

You whimpered into the kiss, “‘Ki…”

“Hmm, darling?”

“Don’t stop…”

It was difficult to keep reminding yourself that you needed to put in the work to move around on his cock while he was trying to force you towards an orgasm that you could already anticipate would knock the wind out of you. Somehow he was fine. He was moaning, sure, but he had regained enough sense since throwing his head back to know that it was up to him to keep kissing you and playing with your stiff clit; and you just had to breathe. Just breathe. It didn’t matter that you could feel him so far in you that your legs were shaking. It didn’t matter that you were squeezing so tight around his length that you could feel him twitching as he got close, too. It didn’t matter that you were teetering on the edge. All you wanted was to remind both of you what this all meant: Two people who were madly in love who needed each other.

“I need you, Aki.”

It wasn’t a “need” of the sexual variety— Though that was certainly true, as well. You said it because it meant that you needed him to live. You needed him to find some kind of way to stick around longer than two years. Whatever contract he’d have to make, there had to be some Devil out there who’d like to keep him alive longer than the Curse Devil wanted simply because Aki could be of use. Right? Someone had to want or need him as much as you.

“I know,” he whispered kindly.

It sounded almost like he was taking pity on you— A thought that you could bear, so you hugged him and rested your head on his shoulder as you fucked him faster. You didn’t need him to feel sorry for you, you just needed him to be there, to be enough.

“Darling, I’m close…”

You did your best to maintain your speed and balance as you continued to do what was working. He seemed to love it when he was buried inside of you to the hilt, so you stayed down and grinded on his hips in circles.

“Fuck, darling— Fuck— I’m close— Shit—”

For someone who took pride in his mature vocabulary and “proper” dialect, it was amazing to you that you could break him down to nothing but curse words oh-so-easily.

“In me, ‘Ki,” you begged.

“Shit—”

The knot in your stomach tightened suddenly. The build up went straight down to where you were connected to him, so you instinctively squeezed around his length, forcing him to tip over the edge. You came as he twitched inside of you. A guttural groan left him while he came hard, his cum ending up exactly where you both agreed it belonged.

Your thrusting slowly winded down until you were at a complete stop, both of you panting while you came down from your highs, his cock still a bit hard as he relaxed against the cushions beneath him. You fell into his chest a bit more.

“Won’t you look at me?” he asked you.

With a bit of bravery you managed to conjure up, you lifted your head from his shoulder. It was then that you suddenly noticed that his eyes were watery and red, a sign that he was on the verge of breaking down for the first time in so long.

You panicked and rushed to kiss him. “I’m sorry—”

“I need you, too,” he insisted. “I’ve always needed you.” He kissed you again. “It’ll be okay. I promise. I’ll make it okay. I’m not going anywhere… Not yet at least.”

You hated words like that from him. “Not yet at least.” Couldn’t he just lie and promise that he’d be around forever? Just to make you forget for a little bit longer that the inevitable was on the horizon, that he’d lose more than just his arm, and that you’d eventually miss him and there’d be nothing you could do about it anymore. No more sitting on his lap. No more kissing him. No more hugging his body as he’d cum inside of you. No more hoping and praying that maybe you’d get pregnant and there’d be a part of him to remember him by after he’d die. He could lie to you, and you wouldn’t get mad, so long as it was about him always being there.

“I love you,” was all you could bear to say after you kissed him one last time before resting your head on his shoulder again.

Aki hugged his arm around your body and sniffled. “I love you, too.”

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somemydayy · 2 years

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Cigarette

Summary: Aki realized his harmful addiction wasn’t just cigarettes.

“You smoke?”

Aki Hayakawa was many things. A young man without a family, a orphan to be more specific. A public safety devil hunter. A smoker. And now your ex-boyfriend.

“Aki don’t you know it’s bad for you?”

He recalled the many times you told him you hated the smell of cigarettes. How so many times you told him, to stop. It was killing him. That this addiction was harmful, and deadly. But so was his profession. And you found no whelms in that, but somehow you found it in his cigarettes.

“Can’t you stop smoking for me? Please…”

He knew you resented him, for not stopping. That this addiction was killing him, you would always tell him so. He knew death was inevitable, and he told you so. But all you could do was watch him with the saddest eyes, and the indisputable truth slipping past your trembling lips in frustration.

“Aki, just once please. Can’t you give it up for me? You can try if you put your mind to it.”

Aki did stop, but that was only for a short time. When you were hospitalized due to having health issues. He solely stopped because it was recommended by doctors, but mostly because you asked him to with the most sorrowful gaze in your eyes he had ever seen.

“Aki if your going to smoke, don’t do it in front of me.”

He knew it was selfish, but not long after you were recovered, and back home to your shared apartment did he start smoking again. He simply couldn’t help it. It was the pleasure of a long drag of his cigarette, pressed flush against his lips that made him relax. The notion of intoxicating nicotine was the only thing that helped him cope with lose, frustration but most of all the loneliness.

“Aki that shit will kill you.”

The mere sight of your frown was enough to have him put it out, whenever you caught him smoking. You could only shake your head as you saw him look away, avoiding your gaze. With those eyes full of regret and lingering feelings slipping out of them. Oh how many times had you seen him simply stare out in a daze whenever he smoked. It wasn’t like you couldn’t comprehend it, far from it.

“I hate whenever you smoke! I hate it.”

He lost loved ones. His family, and fellow Public Safety Devil Hunters that fought beside him. You tried to understand, but you couldn’t comprehend it. For you understood the pain of losing loved ones, the pain of having to see they’re lifeless bodies, and having to say goodbye as they are declared deceased. But never did you have to feel the weight of their lives in your hands, and losing them to a devil.

“Smoking again, really Aki.”

Be it your own frustration you wished he stopped because he was simply sending himself toward a early grace. He knew this to be the undisputed truth, even now. When he knowingly made a contract with the Future Devil.

“You never listen, do you? I told you to put it out. We’re having guests coming over.”

Honestly you hated how more often than not you found yourself washing his clothes. Desperately trying to have that smell go away. It was a bother, you knew, but you even avoided physical contact with him because of it. Because of his habits. And he more often than not took notice of the way you avoided his kisses, and touch whenever he finished smoking his cigarettes on the veranda.

“Stop smoking that shit before dinner, Aki!”

But he simply couldn’t comprehend for the life of him, why he simply continued to do it. Maybe it was in the way his old mentor Himeno got him hooked on the damn thing. Or how the loss, and suffering he endured lead him on this path. To finally be able to stop the Gun Devil. And he knew, he didn’t have long to live.

“It’s the same as you actively choosing to poison yourself! Damn it, Aki your killing yourself!”

And maybe cigarettes were the only way to deal with that indisputable fact. Maybe he liked drowning in his own smoke of his cigarettes than the sorrow of what he felt whenever he saw you slowly losing the love you once held for him.

“It’s me or your cigarettes. Aki, it’s your choice. If I don’t matter to you, should we just end it?”

With tears in your eyes, Aki could never know how to comfort you. Work, family, and life in general was hard enough. And maybe he added to that burden, maybe it was better to end it.

“Let’s break up, Aki. I can’t do this anymore, and neither can you.”

And end it you did, and maybe that was for the best. Because you were always standing on that line between giving up, and seeing how much more you can take.

“Goodbye, Aki. Take care of yourself. Please…”

Because you can’t sell dreams to someone who has walked through nightmares. And just maybe, just maybe you knew he would never change. But the love you shared with each other was nice while it lasted. Because the strongest drug that exists for a human is another human being. And Aki was that drug, the raging heart of the man you loved. But you loved yourself more. Well enough to hold that flickering light of hope, dreaming that he would change for you. But maybe it wasn’t just him, maybe you realized the same thing. This could only end badly, burned out and discarded just like his cigarette. So you left, before that could happen.

“I just wished you loved me, more than your cigarette for once.”

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localityghost · 1 year

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❛ ┊᥀𝐀 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐤𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚┊

Aki Hayakawa X Blackmodel!Reader CW:Denji crushing on Y/N||Angst with comfort||Mentioning and talking about death||Mentions of pregnancy||Reader has a kid

Aki couldn't face reality not when he had a beautiful wife like you especially since you were a top model even when he observed other models nothing could prepare him for the day you asked him out that day you became his personal nurse always scolding him and just being so god damn hot was the least of his worries every time you showed up Denji was ogling at you "M-Ma'am...can I touch your ti-" before he could finish his sentence he was slapped in the face by Hayakawa "We'll be on our way Y/N" and then whenever Beam even got close Aki immediately shooed him away like he was a child it was funny how soft-spoken and shy he was around with you but with Denji and Power he was loud and a total bother like a big brother "Oh- bye Hayakawa!" you waved like you were absolutely oblivious to the effect you had on him especially when you started your Instagram and posted those pretty curves of yours.

"Damn it...why does she have to look like that..." Aki sighed staring down at his phone while his aching cock was in his other he knew jerking off especially beating at your pictures was something he promised not to do but when he scrolled all of a sudden he just lost all sense of morality just from that one pic.

The way your tits sat perfectly in that top of yours...just everything in that picture was too perfect and he loved it...Aki was quick to pump his cock to your tits soft groaning turning into desperate moans for his sweet release as his hips bucked upwards to gain more feeling he even went so far as to hump his pillow thinking it was your soft cunt he didn't even propose to you yet and here he was in a 4 year-relationship and humping his pillow moaning like a dog in heat for his release pretending he was cumming inside of you whimpering like a little dog as he finally came out of breath from chasing his release he swears he's had better days.

The next few days were hard for Hayakawa right after your wedding he continued with his devil hunter duties only to find out he had less than a year to live and was devastated to know he won't have the pristine perfect life with you that he had imagined but you know Aki he didn't focus on that instead, he wanted to make sure to give you the best Christmas ever so that's what he did using his money to rent a small cabin in the woods picking up his phone to give you a call "Yeah I uh- planned a little surprise...and I have something to tell you" you were a little curious when he said that maybe he finally changed his mind about having kids? You agreed and Aki came to pick you up in his car before driving you to get takeout and right back on the road you went he didn't make eye contact with you the whole ride and every time he would've gripped the steering wheel tightly like his life depended on it looking at you hurt for him because he knew once he died you would have no one to care for, no one to talk to and no one to love you and it tugged at his heart strings as he thought about it because it hurt.

You eventually reached the cabin as Aki helped you out of the car he led you in and the Christmas tree was already up he took the liberty of hanging up your coat and taking off your shoes "Aki you really don't have to" you chuckled at his efforts as he looked up at you with a slight smile "You're the princess here" he said kissing your hand as you laughed he loved that about you how you were so cheerful in the deadliest or dreadful situations he sort of envied your personality but he loved you too much to care anymore as he started hugging you and you hugged back taking him in and embracing him.

Hugging Hayakawa was like hugging a pine forest tree since that was what his cologne smelled like it was weird, yes but he made it seem like the new normal and you were ok with that since he was your husband after all besides you loved having him in your embrace never knowing that one day he may not come back even in those heavy thoughts of yours just having him here with you was enough as he slowly glided his hands down your waist to the end of that pretty dress of yours you were breathless, to say the least as he started to kiss you and just swayed you onto the couch that small kiss turning into a make-out session between you two.

Aki's tongue was exploring your mouth as he kissed you passionately with love of course you were enjoying every second of this as he grinded against you "Y/N Hayakawa..." he said in a shaky voice as he moaned surprisingly already about to cum from just grinding against you he unzipped his pants revealing his poor aching cock he had been in a little bit of pain poor Hayakawa his beautiful wife hasn't been giving him attention lately he rubbed his cock against your cunt earning a moan from you as he held onto your waist kissing your soft neck and lacing it with his scent he loved you...he loved you so god damn much...you were like a chocolate fountain and he was the strawberry and he wanted to keep it that way forever he thought mindlessly running his cock through your slick folds as you were letting out soft moans already wet and needing him inside you pulled Aki out of thought as you kissed him tongue exploring his mouth as he pulled your panties aside "I'm gonna go in now alright? So don't hold back" he said thrusting into you with no warning as a sharp gasp left your lips from the thrust he began to thrust even eventually picking up the pace as he held one leg over his shoulder and the other pinned on the couch Aki let out loud moans and even groans "So soft...been missing this sweet cunt of yours..." he said letting out yet another shaky breath as he trusted into you leaving you speechless as he did all you could get out were moans as then switched positions fucking you from the side as your tits were bouncing up and down as Aki had your leg hoisted over his shoulder he didn't let up "Gonna..." he groaned mid-sentence feeling his limit about to exceed "Gonna bless you with my kids alright? Better be a good mom you hear me?" he said speeding up the pace as you let out shaky breaths and moans eventually responding to Aki "Yes sir! I'll be the best mom out there" you said and that put a smile on Aki's face as he let out another shaky moan before he came shooting his thick load into you as you spent the rest of the night cuddling by the campfire.

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You miss your husband...the pain is unbearable you break down just remembering how they told you about his situation it had been a year but you are still not over it and this specific day was the day you couldn't bear to even stay awake for or be alive for that matter it was the anniversary of your husband's death "Mommy?" you heard a small voice it was your child you went ahead and picked her up and smiled as you thought it wasn't so bad after all "Were gonna go see daddy today..." you said kissing her head helping her with her coat and boots as it was cold this time around making your way on the train and sleeping for a good bit in a hotel before reaching the Hayakawa grave as you prayed you sat your daughter in your lap as you said "Aki...this is ur little girl (Child name) isn't she pretty she looks like a mini girl version of you" you chuckled at the thought knowing he would probably get all mad and scold you, your daughter touched Aki's gravestone and said "Papa!" you shed tears of joy hearing her say that as you laughed "Thats right...Papa!"

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infernalodie · 2 years

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𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 || 𝐀𝐤𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

“𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘰 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦“

Inspo: Chelsea Cutler - please

Pairing: Aki Hayakawa x Fem!reader

Summary: All he wants is for you to stay.

Warnings: Angst and character death.

Words 1025

Steam floated through the air, touching every surface within the bathroom. Some escaped under the crack of the bathroom door, slithering up in Aki’s room where he sat smoking a cigarette. Eyes fixated on the wooden door, worry lingering in his bones. Because beyond that door, you sat inside the shower, curled up in a ball. The water shooting from the shower head masked the tears that fell freely from your eyes.

In a few hours, Makima would order you to be killed. A truth that you had accepted the moment you joined Public Safety with Power a few years back. But the hard part was accepting that soon, you would no longer be able to see Aki. To feel his arms around you in the middle of the night when you had those terrible nightmares. Or dealing with the incessant badgering from both Power and Denji.

You were a devil hybrid almost similar to Denji in the way that instead of chainsaws, you had katanas. But unlike Denji, you felt it every time you had to use the form. Feeling the blades emerge from your arms and your head like extra limbs from your body. You’d had enough of Makima using you as some sort of weapon and decided death was the only better option here.

No one knew of your decision, but Makima expected it and told Aki for his own safety. Not knowing what you might do with your new change of heart.

You didn’t have a few screws loose like Denji or Power. Sure, you didn’t mind killing demons and you did it to survive, but you weren’t insane. The weight of your actions was known to you, but you had long reached your breaking point. It’d only been a matter of time before you gave up on trying to suffer through the pain your body endures.

A knock at the door alerted you, lifting your head to see the blurred figure of Aki opening the door. The steam obscures his figure and your figure as well. He could see you, looking up at him curled in the corner of the shower. “Y/n, you okay?”

His voice was like silk to the ears. So soft and warm that you wanted to just drown in it forever. He was the one safe place you could seek refuge. It just hurt a lot more knowing that you would never see him or hear that voice after today.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you forced a smile. “Uh, yeah, I’m fine.” You sniffled seeing him sit down on the toilet by the shower.

He clasped his hands together, head hung low as he glanced up at you. Watching you lean forward, wiping the steam away from the glass, finally revealing your soft features. “Are you okay?” You asked tilting your head cutely at him.

Aki rubbed his hands together, already itching for another cigarette to ease himself. But he knew how you felt about the smell. Always on the edge of sickness whenever you got a whiff of the smoke. “You’re leaving, aren’t you?” He asked, eyes stinging with tears as he looked up at you.

The sight alone was a surprise to see. You knew Aki well enough to know that he doesn’t cry in front of people. He mourns people he considers friends in secret. It’s interesting to now see as you know all Devil Hunters are strong-willed and never show a dabble of sympathy or genuine emotions. And this coming from your captain shook you to your core. Mainly because you were the reason for him to feel such a way.

“Aki.” You whispered, shutting off the shower and grabbing a towel. Wrapping it around your figure, you stepped out of the shower and crouched down in front of him. Hands finding their place over his and squeezing them softly. “It’s something I have to do. I can’t do this anymore. Makima is just a heartless bitch who is going to use me until I am not needed anymore and will kill me.”

“I can’t talk to her, work something out,” he suggested desperately. “I can ask for her to transfer you to the civilian sector-”

“She won’t go for it, Aki!” You told him. “She wants me as close as possible. Sending me there will just give her more reasons to have me killed.”

Aki inhaled deeply, looking up at you through crystalized eyes. “Please, don’t leave.” His hands came up and cupped your cheeks. They were soft and warm, so warm that you thought you could melt in their hold. You wanted to stay here forever, comforting the boy and telling him you would never leave him, but you couldn’t. Not when Makima treated you the way she did. You saw it better being killed by hers or Aki’s hand instead of dying going through the transformation of your demon form.

Holding his wrists, you smiled through the tears in your eyes. “I can’t, Aki. But I want you to know that I’ll always be here-” you placed a hand on the center of his chest as he shook his head with a sob. “-and I’ll never truly leave you.”

He didn’t know how to make this place a home for you. Or how to make you just stay near and put up with your guys’ boss being the way she’s always been. All he wanted was for you to stay and not be another person to leave him.

But he knew you good enough to know that you had burned every bridge you had. Ghosting all your friends to save you the hesitance of your decision. You were someone that followed through on things you were insistent on. This was one of those things.

Aki sat there, repeating your words in his head when you stood and left the bathroom, even when you packed a bag and left. He sat there in the bathroom as he leaned back and inhaled deeply. There was a small break of silence until the sound of gunshots filled the air and Aki felt his heart shatter into a million pieces.

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an-idyllic-novelist · 1 year

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The Sunless Sands [aki hayakawa x fem!reader]

trigger/content warnings: character death, grief, spoilers from the manga and later anime season(s), death of the endless!reader, references to Netflix’s Sandman series.

Please let me know if I missed any warnings and take caution in reading this. You are responsible for your internet consumption!

Special thanks to @impeakcharacterdesign for proofreading/editing so that I could this impossible piece that was inspired by a single photograph possible to be written down in my notebook.

Aki was at the beach again. He blinked, strikingly cobalt orbs darkening as the gears in his muddled mind began to turn and the waves crashed against the sandy shore. Why…was he here?

He’d been here before the fight against the Gun Devil, sobbing as he told Makima that he wanted to keep Power and Denji safe. That he’d sign a contract with any devil so long his little family would survive. After he said these words…his mind was a complete blank. He couldn’t remember what happened next.

“It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?”

He jumped, swiveling his head away from the vast ocean only to have his gaze fall upon a young woman dressed in black standing next to him, smiling serenely as [Eye Color] orbs stared right back at him. He had never met her…but why did he feel so calm all of a sudden?

He asked the mysterious woman if they knew each other. To his dismay, she shook her head.

“Do you know who I am?” The stranger implored, taking a step forward.

Aki furrowed his brow in frustration. Where on Earth did he meet this woman? There’s no doubt that she felt familiar with him, but Aki would not have forgotten someone like this stranger, especially in such attire that the sight would have made the ordinary Japanese citizen frown with contempt. The air around the two of you…it was not just calm. He was beginning to feel….anxious. Suddenly he felt a vortex of foreboding and fear spiral in the pits of his stomach and then….nothing. Just solemn silence. As if the curtain was about to be drawn close to an unforeseeable tragedy. Has he ever felt like this before?

Yes. Yes…he has. When….Himeno-senpai….

His eyes widened in realization, and before he could stop himself, muttered a name he would think utter from his lips. He watched with fascinated horror as the stranger’s cheery smile became sympathetic. “You’ve always been a bright young man, Aki.” She whispered. “But if the truth makes you uncomfortable, you can name me.” [First Name] then raised her arm, extending a palm towards him, fingernails also coated in black. “It’s time.”

Aki swallowed. “I-I’m…I’m not ready.” Hedidn’twanttogohewantedtolivehewantedtobewithPowerDenji!

“No one ever is.” [First Name]‘s soft voice broke through his anxious thoughts, gaze still unwavering. “You’re not the first soldier that I’ve plucked from the battlefield. The fight goes on. Just not for you. But I will be right here until the end of our journey to the other side.”

“What about the Death Devil? Will it come to us?” It was an honest question, considering its nature as a Primal Fear of humanity.

“He knows better. After all, he is an extension of myself.”

It took all of his self-control to not let the tears that were welling up in his eyes spill, again. He was dead. He didn’t avenge his family, nor had the lives he had saved could amount to the ones he failed to save. He was just another casualty in the ongoing battle between devils and humans. His actions up to now have amounted to nothing. He was nothing. Nothing but a fucking hypocrite. And now, it was his time to go? No. No, he didn't want things to end like this! He’s come this far, hasn't he? To be given a chance to go against the Gun Devil….just to die and he can’t even fucking remember how?!

And there were the two little shitheads. Who’s going to look after them? Would anyone even care so long as they continued to kill devils under Makima’s command?

Ironically it was because of her that he had gotten to meet Denji and Power.

He learned that not all devils were bad, and there were some humans just as evil as devils. The memories he made with them…they were good. Through them, he had more good memories to balance out the bad ones. He had someone waiting for him when he got home instead of an empty space.

They were his family. If he really is dead….at least he’d spent the last few weeks making the necessary preparations prior to the confrontation against the Gun Devil. Denji and Power were messy, immature, and had no respect for their elders. But if these two survived their hellish training with Kishibe, they’ll find the strength to move forward.

He’s sure of it.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he raised his right hand. He stretched it out, then hesitated, his calloused fingers beginning to tremble. He glanced at [First Name], only to see that her expression did not change. She wasn’t pushing him to take her hand because she knew he would have to take it eventually.

And she was willing to wait.

Whatever confidence and strength was left in him, Aki used it to plant his palm on top of [First Name]’s. The former devil hunter released the breath he’d been holding in.

“Well, I’m dead. Now what?” He asked.

[First Name] beamed. “You’ll find out soon enough.” Lacing their fingers together, she guided him down the sandy shoreline towards the direction of the sun.

If someone had been here, they probably would have thought these oddly dressed individuals were old friends taking a stroll, catching up on what’s happened since they last saw each other.

But if that person glanced over their shoulder a moment later as the waves crashed against the shores once more, they would see that there was no one walking along the coastline, and felt a breeze that carried the soft, sweet fragrance of spider lilies.

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