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violetarks · 1 year

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hey! could I please request fem relationship headcanons with angel devil with a half devil half human s/o? <3

"you are more beautiful by far..."

anime: chainsaw man

character: angel devil

summary: how he would be in a relationship with a hybrid devil.

warnings: afab! reader, she/her pronouns, second person pov, headcanons

there are two ways you are meeting

one: you work with the public safety division, and you met him when your work first got him under their control

two: you were captured by the public safety division and met him through your first day under makima's watch

but either way, you're getting close to angel and he isn't really complaining

okay maybe he did

the first time

you were working together to capture another devil, and you just didn't seem as enthusiastic to be doing such a thing

he was annoyed that you were taking about him rather than actually working to finish the job

but you were strong, and he could give it to you, you were also pretty funny at times

maybe that's why he decided to give you a chance

he'll never know why he started liking you so much

you were just so sweet and oh so charming and he had to try pretty hard not to show any interest in whatever you were saying

him hiding a smile behind his hand as he listens to you compliment his wings, offering to help get the twigs out after the job was done

angel turning his head so you didn't see the faint blush on his cheeks after you had given him the bed for the night, just out of the goodness of your heart

once, you told him he looked pretty and he asked why you thought so and you shrugged

he made sure to stay five feet away from you so you didn't see the dumb smile on his lips

there's a chance that you two met before you became a hybrid

he would have to get used to this change

maybe your personality shifts, or you start to view things differently, he would notice

asks every few days if you're feeling okay during the change

if you say you're feeling fine, then angel is glad that you don't feel pressured

he enjoys your attitude most days

you can be carefree, or cautious to the point where angel is glad you're able to spot every single detail

if you admit that you don't feel okay, then he's sitting next to you and listening

he's not able to say much, but you enjoy his company, as you've stated plenty of times

so he knows that just sitting here beside you is enough to make you feel even just a bit better

missions would be rather hard to focus during

you like talking to angel any chance you get, just to have a conversation or a reason to be so close to him

but depending on the person, that could change

if you're both partnered with someone like makima, then you're keeping your words to a minimum

angel thinks its strange how little you talk around her

but as soon as she's let the two of you go for the day, you're chatting away

he'll admit, it was a good refresher, hearing your voice

thinks your voice calms him down, even if he isn't a very violent person because of his power

being partnered with people who talk as much as you, like himeno or power, leads to angel mostly listening to you two speak or simply standing in between you both so he can 'feel' a part of the conversation

include him when you notice he's staring at the ground, or his wings begin to furl

having being monitored by aki, kobeni and/or denji is either a hit or miss

they might dial down the conversation or make it even longer

either way, angel gets a little annoyed with how they interact with you

could be too friendly for his liking, or they dismiss you so many times that you just decide not to speak

he recognises your strength, so he can't help but get a little distracted when you're fighting alongside each other

tho he gets jealous a lot through work

you're helping kobeni and carrying her to safety, and angel is behind you grumbling curses

sidenote: only jealous with how many times you've had to save her, both in and out of your devil form, and she's just a shy damsel in distress, it would be rude not to save her, right? angel sometimes wishes kobeni had stayed home for the day

you pushed aki or denji out of the way of danger, angel stepping to the side and saying it was easy to avoid

aki or denji will regard you with a thank you and angel seethes

he generally feels this way because he can't touch you

really wants to, you look so warm and you say your hands are cold, and all he can do is offer some gloves

that's the main thing he struggles with

wants nothing more than to hold your hand

you had tackled denji out of the way of falling debris when he was low on blood, and angel heard from him that you were very warm

angel: "really?"

denji: "yeah, 's like fire"

angel: "oh"

denji: "she's kinda' always warm, you can feel it when she's standing right next to you"

angel: "okay"

denji: "'s a shame, ain't it?"

angel: "shut up"

he longs to hold you, wants to know what its like to touch you skin to skin

the most that has happened is you bought some gloves to hold hands with him

always wearing a large sweater to hug him

you kiss over his clothes

shoulder, wrist, anywhere covered

he thinks you do it bc you know he hates not being able to touch you

but he isn't complaining

if your power requires you to be very careful around him as well, then he is fine with taking extra precautions

admires your work, even more so if you need to wear a different uniform to contribute to your power

if you're a well-known hybrid, he'd be open to hearing stories from other people

aki and himeno talk about things they've heard, power rants about how she's superior to you no matter how many people you are feared by, and denji is clueless

kobeni stated that where she's from, you are a nightmare, so it's strange to see you be so nice and witty when you were in your human form

violence and beam might know a few things to share

angel doesn't like talking to makima, but when she introduced the two of you, she mentioned a history of events in your folder

if your devil form is far different to your human form, he doesn't really care

tho, he enjoys seeing you smile, so he favours your human form

watches you change if you're comfortable with that

will sit on your bed and stare while you gather your clothes for bedtime

it's like a reward

seeing you finally rest and wash yourself up after a days of hard work

you could say the same thing about him, but angel knows that you do more action than him since your powers work different

your bed is covered in thin blankets so you can use them while cuddling angel

he's wrapped in a few like a burrito, and you curl into him and hold him from behind

a kiss to his covered shoulder will send him to sleep

wants to be the one to hold you from time to time

has once, layered himself so many times that he felt like a plushie and you fell asleep so fast

if you face him while you sleep, he's watching you for at least an hour, memorising every detail

not to get morbid and sad already

but deep down, he knows that there's a chance you could die

in your human form, if anybody were to end you then amd there with no start-up to your devil form, it would truly be over

you would die and he would be there left to grieve

he hates that the most, that because you are only half-devil, you are more vulnerable

so he shields you from what he can

deliberately allows your opponents to touch him, or he jumps in front to accept the punch, so you get the upperhand

they're startled, and you are quick to turn to offense

you thank him, even kiss the top of his gloved hand, for all he's done for you

and he feels a pinch of sadness

he doesn't know how to explain it to you

you're everything to him, and every now and again he becomes more afraid than ever to lose you

a sinking feeling in his chest, unknown to him

you were strong, why would he worry?

he will never know nor understand why he feels the way he does

it's strange enough, but angel indulges

he feels so strongly about you, that even questioning it made his head turn

it wasn't like the way aki had talked about makima, no nothing like that

you were just so dangerously infatuating

you made him feel welcome, the possibility of him rejecting you meant that he felt unwelcome

you were the sweetest thing in the world

#angel devil #angel devil x reader #angel #angel x reader #chainsaw man angel #chainsaw man angel x reader #csm angel #csm angel x reader #chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #csm #csm x reader

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mommypieck · 1 year

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⌗︙・chainsaw man boys with a puppy girlfriend ⸜⸜・

aki

"stop doing that." aki warns you as you try to distract him from reading. he is eyeing you from the corner of his eye, noting every mouth you make. you chuckle before jumping right into aki's lap, knocking his book off.

"that's it. ass up." he says before grabbing you hips and positioning them as he wants. he yanks your shorts and underwear down, revealing your already wet pussy.

"oh you were planning this all along." he smirks, sinking into your waiting heat. he sets rough place, his hand pressing your face into the couch. he's not giving you any break, pounding into you with all he has. he grabs your tail, tugging on it to bring you closer.

"stupid mutt. if you wanted to get fucked so badly, you should've said so."

denji

he's a puppy himself so when you come presenting yourself to him, he's at your rear.

"don't run away from me. i just wanna fuck you." he whines as he tries to undress you. his hands are pawing at your skirt, trying to see what's underneath. he smiles when he finally gets rid of that stupid cloth, eyes focusing on your pussy now. he quickly lets himself out of his pants. cock hard and leaking against your ass.

"you smell so good." he giggles when he presses into your pussy. you whine at the hard thrust, looking back at denji with waiting gaze. he starts fucking you roughly, his thrusts are just inexperienced and sloppy. his hands find your ears, tugging at them to increase your pleasure. your tails slithers against his back, pulling him closer to your body.

"i wanna knot you, puppy. will you let me?"

angel devil

he doesn't like humans so getting a human puppy was a better option for him... wrong.

"i know you're a puppy, but stop misbehaving." he says, shooting you an angry look. you smile at him, batting your eyelashes, before jumping on his, tackling him on the bed.

he grabs your hips before opening your legs. his gaze falls into your wet puppy and he smiles. he lowers his finger to your slit, startstrucked when he sees the wetness. he quickly unzips his pants, freeing himself before slamming into your cunt. he whines when he bottoms out but he quickly hides it by fucking into you fast and hard. he leans down to kiss you on the lips, stoking your ears. angel hisses when your fangs tug on his bottom lip before biting him.

"don't play with fire, pup."

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blueparadis · 2 years

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❝ IN THE MOMENT ❞ + (aki, denji, yoshida, angel devil, kishibe )

+. CWs — female anatomy, she /her pronouns, cum play, corruption kink, voyeurism, unprotected, oral acts, sex toys, s/d dynamics, bdsm themes.

+. synopsis — where they would like to cum? Would they cum inside you if given a chance to hit it raw or strictly prefer orals?

+. notes — congratulations. I've finally found my debut format for headcanons to touch a new fandom.

+. tap here to browse my works.

Aki insists on wearing a condom. However,He has thought many times how your gummy walls would feel around his cock. He has been jacking off quite frequently wrapping his fingers tightly around his cock, imagining it to be your raw cunt hugging his aching cock. But when you told him you ran out of condoms he couldn't just let the chance slip rather he took it saying that he'll pull out in time. And that is how he ended up having your legs over his shoulder as he fucks you. He has been jamming into your whole for a while and he can't seem to get enough of this view: you grabbing tits as he pounds into you. Aki can't think straight, and neither can you but when you convey to pull it out, he suddenly remembers. And he listens to you, how could he not? especially when you haven't been other whiney bitches who didn't let him do it raw. “Yes...yeesh ...ohhh fucckk. baby..”, he groans as he shoots his cum all over your belly and a little bit over your pussy lips. You rub yourself while he watches his hole clench. Aki thinks he could try this another time but he is coming back to have a nice fuck.

Denji might be desperate for sex but he is not willing to give up the feeling of your hands around his cock or your warm mouth sheathing his cock. He prefers the former since he can touch your boobs if you let him, otherwise, he will happily gawk at your naked boobs, and watch your nipples grow hard and wide. But with you pumping his cock, spitting on his tip to make it faster than usual makes him recoil in pleasure. An echo of groans fills the room as you quicken the pace. “Can I cum? uh....nigh...can I cum now?”, he eagerly asks. He might not be near his orgasm but the thought of you kissing him while giving him a hand job makes him do anything for you, be a good boy to you. It's so easy to make him cum at times like these especially when he asks for quickies so bashfully. You kiss his dry lips depriving him of the air to breathe as you keep stroking his cock. He groans as you pinch his nipples slowing down your strokes and at such an abrupt stimulation he cums, white slimy fluid coating all over your palm. “Waah! I came.”, he coos excitedly. And he'll let you go for another shot if you don't need to get back to work right away.

Yoshida loved teasing you, eating you out mercilessly until you begged him to stop. Sometimes he would tie your hands so that he could jerk off with one hand while eating you out. He is not always up for sex, he tends to find orals far more exhilarating than some normal vanilla sex. Putting a vibrator inside your pussy while he sucks your boobs, or watching you fuck yourself on a dildo was just the tip of the iceberg to him. But when you crawled in between his legs with a vibrator clipped over your vagina, he wanted to kiss you and tell you how obedient and praise you for being a fast learner. The view of his cum smothering your face is so thrilling but how can he not cum inside your mouth when you had been sucking him off while he was playing with the intensity of the vibrator, that is, how long you would last? would you last longer than him? You would occasionally pull away from sucking him off since the heat pooling in between in legs needed to be aided immediately. You wanted to touch yourself but that would be his win even though that might make him cum sooner than expected. But when you notice him grabbing the sheets, keeping the controller away you could taste the victory in your mouth. You wanted to win sure, but you wanted to feel him envious about it. Taking his aroused cock pushing it further, the tip hitting the back of your throat you felt it hard to breathe. Loads of thick, murky fluid oozed out of his cock down to your throat. Finally, you look up to him, with doe eyes as he says "you just keep getting better and better"

Angel devil never thought he would be able to have this, have a taste of heaven as you would agree to let him fuck you raw. With his hands under your inner thighs, having your arms curled around his nape he can barely fuck you properly. But that has been helpful because he has craved to be cockwarmed by you. His wings occasionally flap while he moves to and fro slowly feeling your cream smothering his cock. “You’ll pull out right?”, you ask him as he quickens his pace. At first, he tries to shut you up with a kiss but when you push him away he coyly drawls, “do you want that?” You wince as you feel a harsh stroke, his balls slap your cunt. You nod at him bucking your hips in the intention of not letting a drop spill outside. The moment he cums, his ivory wings spread open, his head was thrown back and his eyes are squeezed shut. It was almost reflexive. He was confused when he noticed his wings wide open in the air. Now, who wouldn't like to see that lovely sight once more?

Kishibe in his early forties finds it hard to keep his lust at bay and it seems to dissolve every time he sees you in that cute pink outfit he bought for you. He just wants to have you sprawled out underneath him plugging his cum into your tummy. But he can't do that, at least for now. When he will have you convinced to take pills and then he will waste no time ramming his cock into your sweet pussy. For now, he can go for other options like having you in between his legs, rubbing your cherry-tainted cheeks occasionally while you suck him off. He never warns before cumming but you seem to find a pattern of his orgasm. After all, it has been a while since he had you under his wing. When he lays back, thighs spreading more, hips bucking up as he shudders nearing his high, you quickly pull away letting his cum spread all over your throat and boobs. He thinks, maybe, he likes this view. Maybe, he can now fuck you raw in all positions so that you don't whine for another pink dress.

+. tags ( our little csm club UwU )— @zoraedits @cyancherub @akicore @kentoangel @yofumi @httphaitani @21-06-1996 @dejwrites @garoujo @fueledbysano @em-plosion @luvbladez @sailewhoremoon @juuzuu & @tokyometronetwork

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saintkaylaa · 22 days

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would you still love me if i was a worm?…

(ft. aki, kishibe, angel, & yoshida)

note: good ole classic to start with the csm smaus! pls also note that yoshida might change bc i’m not finished with the manga😭 if you don’t have something nice to say then say nothing at all!

warnings: none, fluff, gn!reader

— aki

— kishibe

— angel

— yoshida

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Secret relationship with Denji, Aki, Power, Makima and Angel Devil?

Those can be either cute or spicy depending on the person here. Or just fail fully lmao.

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

Tags: fluff, established relationship, secret relationship, co-workers, kissing, making out, sneaking around, marks, hickies, flirting at work, car make outs, domestic bliss, sharing clothes

A/N: When is CSM coming back? I just might read the manga at this rate cause I miss them sm!

DENJI

The secret doesn't last very long because Denji just can't not talk about what an amazing and hot girlfriend he has. Finally. He was very bad at hiding it in the first place, always perking up when you'd call his name or praise him, reaching for your hand, barely catching himself from kissing you. And when he did want to kiss you he'd do it in a very flirty type of way. In his mind he's always flirty so it's not that odd, but other could tell that it was different with you.

AKI HAWYAKAWA

You and Aki live together so naturally you arrive at work together too. Nothing weird there. What everyone else doesn't know is how you got going early so you could sneak in a little make out session in his car. It makes his hair a little messy but he wave that away with a poor night of sleep, wouldn't be the first time. But in general he is quite good at sneaking the two of you around when you need some time alone, he knows all the good spots in the building.

POWER

No way is Power hiding you. Why would she? You're perfect, amazing, worthy of her, and she can't say that about anyone else. But if you wanna act all professional fine, it's hot when you do. Only... it's a little difficult to hide, and even harder to explain all those bite marks on your neck, or how your clothes is sometimes a mix and match of each others as you clearly got dressed in a hurry as Aki came knocking on your door to get up already.

MAKIMA

A secret is best hidden in plain sight as far as Makima is concerned. She's not worried anyways, not like anyone can do anything about it. She loves you and love her right? So why not flaunt it a little. A lot. She wraps her arm around your shoulder as you walk, makes your heart flutter with her clever words in front your co-workers, teases you without mercy until you grab her by the tie to give her a piece of your mind as you said to everyone else. To her that's code for you wanting to be pushed against the nearest flat surface.

ANGEL DEVIL

Angel Devil doesn't really see the point in having a secret relationship. It's too much of a hassle in his opinion. He wants to kiss you when he feels like it, not just in the comfort of your home, although that is nice too. Kissing you as you make breakfast is all good, so why not kissing you when you're out for lunch with everyone else. He gladly takes bites of your food, deliberately licking his fingers. He knows how to get to you, even in front of others and he won't hesitate to use those tactics.

#chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #aki hayakawa x reader #denji x reader #power x reader #makima x reader #angel devil x reader #csm x reader #csm #csm fluff #chainsaw man imagine #chainsaw man headcanons #csm headcanons #csm imagine

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oleicim · 10 months

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YOSHIDA AND ANGEL (seperatly) WITH AN S/O WHO IS A PIECE OF SHIT (lovingly) —bites them, punches them (lightly), or like pulls there hair LOVINGLY 🫶

poking around !!

pairs: angel devil x gn!reader + yoshida x gn!reader

warnings: none i think??

a/n: i literally forgot my login into this account... but luckily i found my info months later!

not fully proofread!

yoshida could be a patient man, to an extent. and he certainly has to extend that limit when you poke and prod him around.

he grimaces and smiles annoyingly at you at first, the tug of his black locks stuck in between your fingers make him grunt and shoot you a look. he gets fed up with the tugging so you opt for a more tender touch, curling the thick onyx strands around your finger. he doesn't get genuinely frustrated from your nagging. he actually oddly finds it endearing, knowing that's how you cope with your cute aggression for him.

then theres the part where he gets payback, saying words with an underlying intention that he plays off with a, ‘i have no clue on what you mean, y/n… :)’ and poking at you with ghosting touches and lidded eyes.

oh but when you start to bite? he doesn't mind it as much as he originally thought he would.

especially when you sink your teeth on his skin directly, he grins as if a snake personified, all sly and his cheeks flush a soft pink. he always winces at first, pain surging from the sudden pressure, although it grows to fluster as he looks at the imprint of your teeth on him. he doesn’t mind the markings from you.

overall yoshida puts up with your antics, and even will indulge in getting silly revenge by teasing you. he’s patient, although if you pushed more buttons he will start being petty and not reply to any of your actions.

angel is utterly confused as to why you want to punch him in a non-fighting way. he doesn’t understand it, why do you want to harm him? don’t you love him?

then he learns the concept of you being a little shit is to portray your affection for him, and then he huffs out a ‘weird.’ at the realization and gets used to the prodding.

he’ll have a poker face at the action of his cheek being pushed up from your finger, sighing as he accepts his fate. but he’ll smile when you start getting upset at his lack of response whenever you bump him, earning another push from you.

tugging his hair makes his eyes widen slightly and grab his own hair to tug it back to him, before failing as you keep messing with him even after his counter. he then falls limp and accepts it also, allowing you to play with the thin strands.

something he oddly learns to like is the pinching you do. when you pinch his cheek or his shoulder, or even his thigh or the side of his waist, he gains warm pigment on his cheeks in that pale skin of his. he doesn't understand as to why, but the abrupt feeling of being touched makes goosebumps flood down his arms.

angel is quite honestly accustomed to it, and wont refute. he just takes it, and that can piss you off at times to his indifference. and thats when you finally get a reaction, a little smile and a huff of a chuckle.

#chainsaw man x reader #csm x reader #yoshida x reader #angel devil x reader #yoshida hirofumi x reader

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escapenightmare · 1 year

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bnha and csm when you're feeling cold.

izuku sees you rubbing your hands up and down your arms in an attempt to warm yourself up and before he could think twice, he's already taking off his soft green coat and putting it around your shoulders, "are you warmer now?" he asks in a concerned tone, big sparkling eyes staring into yours.

bakugou glances at you from the corner of his eye when he sees your frosty breath appear in a cloud in front of him. he tuts at how cold and miserable you look and begrudgingly takes off his scarf, slowly and gently putting it around your neck. "dumbass, should've taken a scarf with you," is all he says before walking away, leaving you to catch up.

denji is staring at you in the normal way he does when he sees you shiver from the cold, barely five seconds pass and his arms are thrown around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder as he back hugs you. "what're you doing?" you ask. "warming you up, babe!" his smile is contagious.

aki shakes his head when he sees you, immediately shrugging off his jacket and gesturing you to raise your arms so he can put it on you. "i told you take a jacket with you, do you want to get sick?" he grumbles while folding back the cuffs. you shrug. he gives you a disapproving look before kissing your forehead.

angel devil stares at you humorlessly, "this is your fault. if you were going to get cold, you should've bought a jacket with you." you entertain him by staring back until he sighs. "but i'm a nice boyfriend so," he shrugs off his jacket and dumps it on your head with a small smile, "here you go."

denki looks at you bundled up in his black and white jacket and can't help but grin. "here!" he says, jumping onto the couch with a heavy looking blanket. he pulls you closer and swings a leg over your waist before covering both of you in the blanket. "nice and toasty right?"

kirishima pouts, "i told you to grab a coat or jacket babe," but nevertheless doesn't hesitate to take off his red sweater and gloves and give them to you. he smiles when you put it on and puts an arm around your shoulders, "make sure to take one next time, alright?"

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privitivium · 3 months

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angel devil w/ devil crush rambles/hcs, nsfw

only physical devil attribute mentioned is a forked tongue (not used for scenting ), no particular devil, no mentions of makima.

cw;; noncon touching, lingerie, overstimulation, subbot angel :p

he didn't appreciate how outward and expressive you were. being part of the same division and all, of course you had to make conversation like a good guy, right??? but you werent the good guys. why are you treating everything like its so unexplainably awesome? to put it simply, he didn't like you. that much. however, there was still a small amount of like, trust. he's just ,,, shy in an awkward, apathetic way,,, he does commend you for not being so ignorant most of the time. more insolent, rather.. he thought your time spent on earth would be used well to be a more refined being, but clearly not...

"don't touch me." he would hiss, having grown used to not interacting with other devilsㅡespecially not used to one touching him.. you both took on a relatively human form, so it gets a little startling everytime you touch him.. you seemed to take it a little seriously, however;; seeing as his powers had no effect on you... your touch began lingering a bit longer than usual. you were a bit of a nuisance as he saw it. constantly poking at him, taunting and teasing... a bit annoying is all. "but i'm lonely." you'd complain, huffing. pulling away just to moodily cross your arms over your chest - he would roll his eyes, trying to ignore you as he tries to let himself relax.. not doing anything in particular, merely standing in existence..

and, to put it simply, you liked him. loved? or.. had a crush on him as someone, a kind human, had explained to you the feelings that you felt while meandering around him... you were one to explore your body, as it were natural. finding whatever captured your fancy - or rather, which thoughts made you flustered enough that blood started rushing toward your groin. incredible! first boner, as a human, in a human body, ( eons ago? )... it began to ache after awhile of merely staring at it after it risen,, body uncomfortably warm.. and then; exploring your body until you were trembling and seeing stars... you wanted to share this with angel, wanting him to feel the wondrous pleasure that you felt as it was notorious for couples. but could there be more?? you ask around, none of the other devils comprehending what you were trying to get at, until you asked a few humans at the library who directed you to books on human anatomy and pleasure... amazing! admiring him for the time being..

ㅡ"who is she?" angel points with his eyes, shamelessly toward the young human woman behind the counter of the small store, who seemed a bit too giddy for his liking. his grip on your hand tightens, just a smidge.. you smile widely and flick your forked tongue outward, cheekily - "she's a fan! can you believe it? she likes me..." you would say, hand squeezing angel's right back and beginning to swing your conjoined hands back and forth, a woman who was interested in you.. "she's my friend, lets me come around after everyones gone!" a human friend? are you kidding? keeping his distance by your side, staying away from the smiling woman,,, a disgusting feeling in his gut, feeling a bile in his throat and wondering why you were so interested in human culture such as this, as he lets himself admire the clothes hanging up on the wall in the dim lighting, hand still entwined with yours.

ㅡ"don't worry, we don't need supervision, angel.." you hummed gleefully, dragging him by the hand down the relatively empty street;; no one to gawk at you, that is for certain. having a particular interest in humans fashion, you decided to share this with angel.. whether he liked it or not. as he begrudgingly followed you, unable to pull his hand from yours,,, "where are we going?" he would question, a bit apathetic yet ever so curious as he stealthily admires the downtown area.. really, no one is around.. even at the time of three in the morning? it's a little unbelieveable, knowing how wreckless humans can get during these hours.. but he isn't one to immensely question everything..

"woah, look at this..!" you flaunt a piece of fabric that practically looked like white string on a hanger, excited as you look over at angel. excited to share your interest, is all. totally not to see him in .. whatever it is you're holding.. "don't you wanna try it on? it's so you!!" and then, promptly showing off your body after you dragged him into the dressing room, happily;; the woman busy at the front desk, going over her employee's schedules, definitely not going to bother you..

ㅡbody naked, stripped down to your flesh and dick promptly dangling inbetween your legs as you stood in front of angel, partially facing the mirror while you try and work out the damn mess of fabric. angel, shamelessly letting his eyes rake over your figure. the thought of we shouldn't be here echoing throughout his mind as something warm settles underneath his belly, his cheeks.. set aflame. you began posing in front of the mirror, a bit silly.. in a black, sheer mess of lingerie, before you were helping angel undress to get into something you picked out - all for fun, you tell him, lingering touch along his shoulders and arms.. hrmm.. something like that.

ㅡexploring angel's body in the comfort of your room of your tiny apartment provided by the higher ups. he was a little weirded out by your affinity of magazines with naked humans and tapes stacked by the TV and.. toys strewn about - catching his gaze, and immediately explaining to him what they were for,,, "pleasure," you simplified, giddily as angel takes the time to admire what each little gadget does... only having a few tapes and magazines only for practice, not for material for masturbating as one would think.. often using the image of angel sitting proudly on your girth, taking it with ease,,

a little nonchalant as you explain to his sobbing, writhing form, abdomen coated in his cum and the tip of his cock darkened red in comparison due to the apparent overstimulation you accidentally put him through after jerking him til he came twice in a row.. a little uncaring and utterly happy as you smile over him; fingers dipping inward just underneath his sack,, trying to follow what you saw on those tapes between those two guys... "yeah, you gotta make sure you're all nice and stretched so it's easier for me to slip in... it might be a second." since he was..,, tight. having a bit of a hard time of piercing him with your well-lubed up finger after merely circling his rim, giving him time to react before you began scissoring him - he cries outㅡfidgeting, trying to relaxㅡa high-pitched noise that was melodious. fingers pumping in and out, dutifully. quick, fast, eager to be inside him and feel the way his walls feel around your girth rather than your digits.,, he commends you for your interests, as you graze against his prostate with your digits.,,

ㅡ"aren't these bodies great, angel?" you'd marvel, grinning as you feel yourself pulse inside him; breathless and marveling at his bare frame, so tiny in comparison to yours.. trying to make out what he was saying through his choked up voice and tears that you lean over and kiss away - his lips following yours before he grabs your face with his dainty hands, cupping your cheeks gently while shoving his tongue in your mouth messily, obviously having no idea what he was doing and simply doing what he felt was right... so pretty, you'd marvel, weirdly keeping your eyes open as you makeout, keeping him stuffed with your cock while you tangle your fingers in his light, dusty red hair.. he seemed to like it; the way he began tensing around you and trying to grind downward with a soft whimper,,

ㅡthe next time when you're out and about, he isn't too hesitant to hold your hand. it feels good, he realizes this like a magical epiphanyㅡin human bodies, so it's technically the same as touching... othersㅡand is sure to take advantage of it by constantly touching on you somehow! "isn't it.. great?"

#csm =͟͟͞͞★#angel devil x m reader #angel devil x reader #csm x m reader #dom male reader #male reader #csm x male reader

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obitohno · 1 year

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let's talk kinks

aki, angel, denji, power, makima

themes ⤸

fem! reader, 18+, edging, orgasm denial, oral sex, foot fetish, foot jobs, pussy grinding, piss kink, golden shower, sex toys, chastity belt, lingerie, vibrators, paddles, pussy spanking, degradation

word count ⤸

1.7k (unedited)

a/n ⤸

the way that i’ve been desperate to write about csm kinks has been rotting my brain, but the wait is finally over! also, this is my first time writing wlw, so i really hope that it’s not completely terrible to read ;-; i had a lot of fun writing these, so pls enjoy!

reblogs are appreciated ~

you think that it’s entirely unfair, how easily aki is able to snatch the breath from your lungs each time that his lips ghost over the surface of your skin, unable to voice it so when he kisses you just like that.

he’s no stranger to the way that the muscles of your inner thighs clench, stretching wide enough to accommodate the width of his shoulders, broad enough to have you aching as he tongues at your clit, his gentle hum of approval vibrating over your sensitive nub. it throbs beneath the flat of his tongue, glistening with the shine of his saliva that only serves to aid the drooling mess that escapes the fluttering entrance of your hole, forced open around the tight stretch of his fingers.

his teeth graze over your clit, the wet muscle of his tongue delving between your folds to taste where your scent is the strongest. he groans, and along with him, you mewl with the promise of your fast-approaching climax.

only, it doesn’t come.

as soon as your fingers are clenching tight around the ink-like strands of his hair, his mouth is all but torn away, and you’re left choking, a pitched cry of frustration gasped from between your kiss-swollen lips.

‘c’mon!’

he actually dares to huff a laugh, the heat of his breath fanned across the sensitive crook of your hip. furiously, your clit pounds, the tune matching that of the rapid beat of your pulse, and you sob with the loss of your well-deserved orgasm. repeatedly, his tongue—aided with the to-and-fro of his fingers buried within the cavern of your cunt—brings you to the summit, only to force you to abandon each time. you’re sobbing, slit desperately ground against the mould of his mouth, but you fail the realise that the pitched keen that escapes you—accompanied by the shimmering of your sclera—only serve to inflate the swell of his ego as he brings you to the edge of yet another orgasm, only, to let you fall, again.

‘a-aki! please!’

he’s grinning, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he thumbs at your swollen clit.

‘since you asked so nicely.’

ଓ

it’s movie night, and you are a tad baffled when denji encourages the press of your heel between his legs.

the night had started as usual, with your legs stretched across the length of the settee, feet pillowed by his lap, his fingers deftly working through a knot that has been niggling at the arch of your foot all day. you’d thought nothing of the breathy moan that had escaped you when the pad of his thumb worked to release the tension, but clearly, he had. only, you don’t realise it until you’re stretching your toes and your ankle brushes against the evident bulge that has swelled between his thighs. at first, you make to pull away, an apology already spilling from out of your mouth, but his fingers catch, curling around the circumference of your ankle.

‘again,’ he begs, nostrils flaring as he exhales a nervous, jittery sigh. there’s a dusting of pink forming on the bridge of his nose, and the sight alone has you agreeing readily, the press of your foot nudging at his groin once more.

his brows pull together, and just a couple of strokes have him moaning throatily, hips rolling to meet each press of your foot. watching him has your thighs clenching, the spark of your own arousal dampening the lining of your underwear, and you can’t help but moan along with him when he tears at the fabric of his sweats, the rigid heat of his cock now gliding against the flat of your foot without a barrier to halt him. the rounded shape of the tip of him is swollen an angry shade of red that matches the blush that dominates his cheeks, and you’re awed by the way that his expression morphs into one of unabashed bliss. his slit is weeping a mess all over your toes, and it has the blunt edges of your teeth biting into the plush of your bottom lip, and it is mere curiosity that has your heel grinding into the squishy pillowing of his balls, prized by the way that he wails.

‘more, more, fuck, please, don’t stop—!’

ଓ

it is with power straddled above you, the damp warmth of her pussy slipping and sliding over your own, when you announce that you need to use the bathroom.

only, when you attempt to sit upright, expecting her to allow you to empty your bladder within the comforts of the bathroom, the palms of her hands are pawing at the curve of your breasts, fingers roughly pinching at your nipples before scratching over your ribs to find purchase there. fiercely, the schlick, schlick, schlick of her sopping cunt melds to yours, circling, grinding, stroking you closer and closer to where she wants—needs—you, and your gut coils with the phantom whispers of the orgasm that teases at your pulsing hole. each brush of her public hair tickles at your clit, the texture sodden with the diamanté of your arousal intermingling with hers, and each wet thud of her hips dropping to yours has a breath punched from out of your mouth.

the velvet-like glide of her folds make your head spin, and beneath her, you squirm, the release of your bladder now dangerous close.

‘ah—w-wait,’ you manage to gasp into the the silk of her hair, her teething nipping at your throat. ‘i really need to—’

‘so, go,’ she’s grinning, all wicked teeth and the bite of her nails scratching at your ribs once more. despite the fire that scorches the apples of your cheeks, no further encouragement is needed, and just as her fingers are prodding at the tight muscles of your hole, your bladder releases in time with the pitch of your orgasm, cresting high as the spray of golden liquid wets power’s groin, along with your shaking thighs. you don’t know whether to feel relieved or embarrassed, wide eyed as you acknowledge the dampened bedsheets with a coy mewl, and perched above you, power squeals, the slight curves of her breasts rising and falling with each rapid breath that is greedily sucked into the ‘o’ that shapes her lips, jaw slack as she watches you recover enough to brush the tremble of your thumb between the stretch of her thighs.

‘your turn, hm?’

ଓ

angel has always been pretty, you think, but you are unprepared for just how beautiful he looks bound in nothing but the frilled lace that hides the contraption that cages his weeping prick.

it had been he who had presented the idea, already bearing the pink-plated chastity belt as he drops the key into the palm of your hand. he’s entrusted you, you recognise, and the realisation has your heart swelling with pride. you don’t question where he bought such a device, yet, when he presses a silver-coated bullet vibrator into your other hand, you feel the hitching of your own breath, watching as he teases at the hem of the frilly white material that hugs at his waist. they’re quickly tugged down the expanse of his cream-coloured thighs, and upon the sight of the translucent string of sap that clings to the flimsy fabric, your mouth is watering. he kneels before you, squirming under the heat of your gaze, and when your stare drops from the sweet pinking of his cheeks to the belt that hides his cock from view, his lungs expand and deflate just a little faster.

your tongue is probing into the valley of his mouth when there’s a click! and a buzz, which is then followed by a low, drawn out moan that is muffled to your shoulder. the warmth of his thighs are already damp with perspiration, and nerves have your fingers trembling, by no fault of the vibrating toy that has his balls swelling within the confides of the chastity belt. it’s not long before he’s drooling, teeth scraping over the curve of your shoulder, greedily humping at the press of the palm of your hand as he seeks moremoremore of the toe-curling bliss bestowed upon him.

despite the fact that the cage prevents the full expansion of his girth, you’re still able to watch as his slit leaks a pretty mess down the bumps of your knuckles, and when the bullet strokes a path over the sensitive skin of his perineum, his jaw drops and he shrieks.

‘m-more—pleasepleaseplease—!’

ଓ

you probably shouldn’t have trusted that when makima had promised to take it easy on you, that she’d be telling the truth.

the smirk that had flashed across her face should have been telling, and yet, it isn’t until she has you stripped bare, bent over her equally naked thigh, that it finally dawns on you that this isn’t going to be a typical punishment. you’d been especially bratty this evening, she’d reminded you on the way home from a meal shared at your favourite restaurant, and this, apparently, is her way of ensuring that you thank her properly. still, when the leather padding is roughly tapped against the naked curve of your pussy, you’re unable to muffle the strained moan that is torn from your throat.

subconsciously, your hips roll, desperation pushing the edge of the paddle between your folds, which spread to reveal the slick-soaked hole that dances with anticipation. but, instead of the fingers that you’ve become familiar with widening the muscles of your inner walls, the paddle retreats and then, in one swift motion, it connects with a sharp squelch, and the squeak you expel quickly morphs into a moan. the sting ricochets, and the way that your pussy throbs is laced with both pain and arousal.

again, and again, the paddle beats at your sopping cunt until your lustrous secretion is oozing a tacky stain on the thighs that pillow the weight of you humping uselessly into the air. no matter how much you beg, she refuses to stuff your clenching hole, the pads of her fingers teasing over your rim instead, only, she doesn’t touch you there, either, not really. instead, the paddle, now sodden with your arousal, is harshly slapped over your pulsing clit, and when you scream, she scoffs.

‘how pitiful,’ she tuts, grinding the flat of the leather, up-down, up-down, up-down, until you’re just about to come undone.

you’re gasping, feet kicking out as you beg, ‘please, please—!’

but instead of hearing your cries, she simply laughs.

‘how pathetic, indeed.’

#♡ jordy is writing ♡#csm smut #csm x reader #aki x reader #aki smut #aki hayakawa smut #aki x reader smut #denji x reader #denji smut #angel devil x reader #angel devil smut #power smut #makima smut

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unluckiestmember · 1 year

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Chainsaw Man x Short/Shy! Reader

Characters: Aki Hayakawa, Angel Devil, Kishibe, Denji and Yoshida Hirofumi

Tags: Fluff, teasing, established relationships, fluff, tolerance training, did I mention fluff?

Warnings: None. SFW.

A/N: It should have not taken me this long to make this. *slaps self on the wrist*. One of my favorites!

Aki Hayakawa

“Huh? I was laughing? Sorry. I just realized something about how short you are?… I’m not making fun of you. It’s just- Nevermind.”

Aki finds you to be kind of cute, but he would never say that in public, he has a reputation to keep of course. One thing he really loves about you is how short you are compared to him, finding it cute when you look up at him to ask questions or when you want a kiss.

He also loves how shy you can be, though sometimes he would prefer it if you weren’t so careful with what you want to say or do. At home, your nature was perfectly fine, but at work? He could tell it was something that could get you killed or force you to partake in missions you shouldn’t be participating in.

Aki can put up a front, but everyone knows that he cares deeply about you even if he doesn’t display PDA as much compared to his colleagues. Even Himeno makes fun of the fact that he’s so in love with you! All in all, he thinks you are the cutest and sweetest thing he’s ever met. But he won’t say that out loud. Nope. Never… But behind closed doors-

Angel Devil

“Wanna get ice cream after this mission?… Huh? Speak up. I can’t hear you… Still can’t hear you.”

Angel Devil loves your shy nature, but he’s also someone who wants you to grow out of it. He feels that due to you being so bashful you could be taken advantage of by the Public Safety, including Makima. And if it isn’t by your coworkers, it will definitely be by the world around you. So he loves to ask you questions and hear you give him an answer loud and proud, even if that is a rarity.

When he isn’t trying to gracefully mold you out of love, Angel finds your height to be a bit comforting due to being one of the shortest males in his group of colleagues. He doesn’t make fun of your height or is the kind of person to say you’re cute when you get mad because of your figure. Instead, he treats you with a higher respect compared to everyone in Public Safety, viewing you not just as his lover and co-worker, but also as his friend.

Outside of your personality possibly being a target for foes, Angel Devil loves everything about you.

Kishibe

“… Yeah. I’m gonna keep you.”

Kishibe is a bit of a weird man, usually keeping his emotions on lockdown and focusing mainly on his missions at hand in Public Safety. He seems like the kind of man who doesn’t have time for romance and lives deeply in the past, meaning his heart might still be hung on Quanxi.

But actually? He’s a bit of a sweetheart.

Though he’s a man of action, not a man of words. He doesn’t put his relationship with you in front of the world unless he feels threatened by someone in his Division. But even then, he knows how you can be around people and even himself, so he treads lightly in hopes of not scaring you off. It doesn’t make it any better that you are significantly shorter than him. So he just feels himself taken aback by your height difference and sometimes sees you not as a toy, but a plush that should be protected and kept at all costs.

Even if his communication skills could use a bit of tweaking along with his advances, he adores you and wants to protect you no matter what.

Denji

“Hey, uh, wanna cuddle again?… No, work was fine, I just uh, wanna hold you again. I like how I can easily wrap my arms around you and how you fit against me and… Stuff.”

Short, tall, loud or quiet, Denji does not give a damn as long as he’s getting some love! And boy do you give him love!

He’s like a big puppy when it comes to you, loving you in any way shape or form. He adores how bashful you are, even if sometimes it makes him think he’s said or done something wrong. It doesn’t make it better that when you are affectionate with him, he just. Melts. He stares at you like you are the creator of the world around him, like a divine entity that must be loved and respected for eternity.

When it comes to being short, Denji finds this to be his favorite trait about you since he can easily do things he’s seen in movies, tv and manga he wants to try out on you. He’ll twirl you around when he’s happy. He’ll help you reach for objects to grab without ridiculing you. He’ll bend down eagerly to kiss you on your lips. And he will definitely hold you so close and tight to his body when you sleep together.

You are so precious to him. Words just can’t describe how much he loves you…

Yoshida Hirofumi

“Can I get a kiss?… You missed… Oh, you missed again. Missed. Hey, what’s going on with your aim?”

Yoshida can be a bit of a goofball dating you. He thinks you are cute as a shy soft bean in his eyes, but he will try to push you out of your comfort zone gently with his actions.

He can be playful, pushing you to initiate some moments between you two and even forcing you to speak up. But trust me when I say he’s not just getting off to you having to take the first step. If he wants to hold and kiss you and partake in cute activities with you, he will.

Though he can be a comedian of sorts, he makes sure that you are safe away from his job. He knows because of your personality that if you were to get in the middle of his work you could get hurt. And if you ever got hurt? He wouldn’t know what to do with himself… As his lover, you mean so much to him even if he gives off casual dating energy. Just ask him. And he’ll tell you how special you are.

He loves you. Don’t forget that.

Chainsaw Man requests are currently open! :D

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

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blueflameart · 1 year

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Chainsaw Man incorrect quotes cause that’s what I’m known for

Aki, trying to ask y/n out: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Denji and power: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

Maki: While I’m gone,denji, you’re in charge.

Denji: Yes!!!

Makima, whispering: Aki, you’re secretly in charge.

Aki: Obviously.

*Angel helping Aki out after he got injured, while the others are watching*

Denji: How does aki look?

Power: A little better than you, actually.

Y/n: Yo is denji sleeping or dead?

Aki: Hopefully dead, I hated their guts.

Power: Yeah, so did I.

Denji: Okay first of all, fuck you

Kobeni, struggling to keep upright in their 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me

Power, pointing at them and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

Power: I am not out of control! I'm a law abiding citizen!

Denji: Really? Name one law

Power: Don't kill people?

Denji: That's on me. I set the bar too low.

Makima: I was born for politics. I have great hair and I love lying.

Denji: oh.

Y/n: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]

Aki: What's that?

Y/n: Remorse code.

Aki: im even angrier now

#chain saw man x reader #chainsaw man #denji x reader #denji #power x reader #power csm #aki x reader #aki hayakawa #maki x reader #makima #kobeni x reader #kobeni #angel devil #angel devil x reader

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brayneworms · 1 year

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closest to heaven that i'll ever be.

featuring. angel devil x gn!reader.

synopsis: angel's first time with you.

word count. 2.1k

content. smut, MDNI I CHECK, loss of virginity, crying, consent checks, d/s tones, sub!angel + dom!reader, gender neutral reader, guided masturbation, pet names (little love), we fuckin with gloves on, aftercare (it's brief but it's there), lmk if i missed anything.

notes. this originally had kobeni and aki in too but angel's part got way longer, so i'll post them separately :3 reqs are open btw so go ahead and req anything, just check my rules first ty.

"This is stupid."

Angel stares at you balefully; beyond the light flush adorning his pale face, he looks distinctly unruffled, no change from his usual apathetic demeanour. He sits cross-legged on your bed, arms folded, shoulders stooped. You pause in drawing the blind, tilting your head.

"What is?"

He throws you an irritable look. "This. The—this whole set-up. Why pretend when we both know the truth?"

You pull the blinds to, cutting the view of your bedroom off from wandering eyes below. The room stays lit with rosy lamps and projected stars, filtering through Angel's auburn hair. "And what truth is that?"

Angel scowls. "I can't touch you. So. What's the point."

"There's more to sex than that," you say matter-of-factly, secretly delighting in the way it makes Angel's blush darken. He rolls his pretty eyes, hands twisting in his lap. What little sunlight that isn't trapped by the blinds illuminates off his hair like gilt.

"Even so," he mutters. "It won't feel the same. It won't be... good. For me, or for you."

"How can you possibly know that, little love?"

His brows knit at the nickname, and it is a little much, but it feels right in any case, and you like the way it ghosts off your tongue, like the way it makes Angel's eyes droop. Still, his reaction invokes an interest in you, and you perk your head up.

"Have you tried? Before?" you inquire, moving back over to the bed. You sit, crossing your legs, keeping a safe distance—but Angel retracts himself all the same, recoiling back away from you and tucking his hands out of sight. You suppose it must be instinct by now, after so many years living in a body undesigned for love.

"So what if I haven't," Angel mumbles. "Doesn't take a genius to figure it out."

"Humans have a saying—don't knock it 'till you try it."

"Humans are weird," Angel says flatly.

"Even me?"

"Especially you. This is tiring me out..."

You whap him on the shoulder. "Nono, stay awake! Okay, let me—okay. Just tell me, 'cause it's the only thing that matters... do you want to?"

Angel stiffens; behind him, his wings curl into each other protectively, the feathers ruffling as though offended. "W-what?"

"Like, just tell me." You fidget, slightly awkward. "I won't judge, obviously. You've heard more than enough embarrassing shit from me from the bottom of a bottle. So... have you? Thought about it?"

"About what?" Angel stares at you like you've grown a second head, but the flush on his face is darker than ever, wine-red and brilliant against the parchment print of his skin.

"Fucking me," you say bluntly, knowing there's zero point beating around the bush with Angel. He sputters, body tense like he's about to spring off the bed. "Or touching me. Or me touching you. Have you thought about it? Do you want it?"

"I—I..." Angel's mouth works soundlessly for a few moments, eyes wide and more awake than you've ever seen him. Then, unexpectedly, his whole form droops; you feel cold water wash over you, followed immediately by panic. "What's it matter? Like I said earlier, I can't... you can't... just stop making me think about it."

"Humans," you say quietly, "are more resilient than you give 'em credit for. 'Specially me. Cleverer, too, I think, 'cause back in whatever century some genius fucker came up with an invention that changed the world forever. Wanna know what it was?"

Angel stares at you, bewildered. "Uh..."

From the waistband of your sweats, you draw out a pair of gloves. They're on the thinner side, just shy of sheer, black. Expensive, woven from fine cotton. More than you'd ever spend on yourself. But for Angel, you can indulge, you suppose.

"Gloves," Angel deadpans.

"Gloves!" you repeat cheerily. "'Cause, yeah, maybe I can't touch you with my hands. But I... thought... I could touch you with yours."

Angel blinks rapidly. "I—I don't understand."

"Can I show you?" you ask quietly, and he makes a choked noise in the back of his throat, small and needy. After a few tense moments, he lifts a shoulder in a would-be careless shrug.

"Do as you please," he mutters. "Humans are so stubborn..."

You giggle and sit back, spine pressed against the headboard, and cock your legs out so they're straight before parting them. Angel looks quickly away, face aflame, but you pat the space between your thighs encouragingly. "Sit here? If that's okay. It'll make it more comfy."

Angel regards you warily. "You're eager to die, huh?"

Behind the petulance is worry, the sort he's never been good at dressing up, the sort he loathes that he has in the first place. You tilt your head, gaze soft, you hope.

"Nothing's going to happen. I"m all covered up, see?" You wave your arms quickly down your body, clothes from throat to toe. "Just have your head against my chest and it'll be fine."

Angel chews at his lip for a moment, torn between, you think, spurning you for your idiocy and accepting human touch for the first time in God-knows-when. Eventually, you suppose, his selfish side wins out; he turns around stiffly and lowers himself to lay against you. His hair splays out against the comfy spun cotton of your hoodie, and you wonder if he can hear your heartbeat. You can feel the tension in his shoulders through your clothes and skin.

"There you go." Your voice slides into an unintentional low murmur, and Angel shivers against you, wings beating at your ankles. "You comfy?"

He nods, barely perceptible. Not seeing his face clearly is a little frustrating.

"Can you tell me?" you say, gentler than usual. "Just, you know. So I'm sure."

Angel huffs. "If I wasn't, I'd put my hand under your shirt and kill you. Even though that would mean a lot of paperwork, I'd do it."

"Okay, okay. So, um—can I? Touch you?"

Angel squirms. "I—I guess. If you're going to, then fine."

"No, little love. Tell me." You lower your head, putting your lips as close to his ear as you dare; it's still enough for your hot breath to stroke over the sensitive skin there, judging by the shiver that racks through Angel's body as you murmur. "I mean really tell me. Tell me where you want to touch yourself, where you want me to touch you."

"I—hn." His voice is starting to get a little strangled the further out of his comfort zone you prod him. "Why do you have to say such stupid things?"

"'Cause I like you," you admit, a little stiltedly. "I wanna... make you feel good. So. If you want to stop, we can stop."

"I—I didn't say that," Angel mutters. "I... you're close."

"I am." A pause. "Is that okay?"

He fidgets. "Yeah, I guess. It's fine." He pauses, then sighs. "I mean, it's nice. If that's what you wanna hear."

"Only if it's the truth," you say.

"It is, okay?" Angel sighs. "Okay. I... want... I want you to... touch me."

"Okay," you say, a touch too eagerly. "Okay, little love, can do. Where?"

"I—God." Angel buries his face in his hands; you can see the backs of his ears poking through the waterfall of tawny hair, singing scarlet. "Anywhere. Everywhere. I—hn."

You can feel your heartbeat in your throat, palms clammy through the gloves. You lift one hand up and cup his face, feeling the thin line of his jaw, the warmth of his blanket of hair. Angel tilts into the touch unthinkingly, and you swear stars explode over your eyes.

When your other hand comes to rest at his hipbone, just over the jut of his waistband, Angel jolts.

"Here?" you ask, and he nods. You slide your hand over his stomach; his warmth is dulled by the fabric of the glove, but it's closer than you've ever gotten. You can feel everything that matters; the contraction of his muscles as he breathes in and out, the inclination his body has towards your touch, the xylophone of his ribcage singing with each quick breath he takes.

Your hand travels up, slowly, marking a railroad up the pale skin, smoothing over his sternum, ghosting over a nipple. At the contact, Angel gasps, back tensing against your chest as he arches into the touch. You feel him pebble through the cotton, and he squirms, twists his face to hide in your shoulder.

"There?" you whisper, and he gasps out,

"Yes. I—yes. More, there, more—"

He's so sensitive. You suppose it comes from a lifetime of never being touched. You can't imagine how lonely it is. You would've gone insane a long time ago. Your fingers circle over his nipple and then the other, 'till he keens, brows knitted together, mouth open in a small 'o', 'till the fabric of his trousers becomes noticeably strained.

"How about here?" you ask, fingers ghosting at his belt.

"You can't," Angel grits out. "It won't—with the glove, it'll h-hurt."

"I know, I know," you coax soothingly. "It's okay. You wanna touch yourself? I'll watch. It's okay."

Too far gone, you think, to argue like he usually might, Angel gets his hands out from fisting the bedsheets and shakily paws at his belt. There's the pop of a button and the sigh of a zipper, a 'V' of pale skin shrouded with wisps of auburn hair before he's pulling the fabric clumsily down to his ankles, boxers and all. You feel your breath stick in your throat like glass at the sight of him.

His whole body is trembling as he takes himself in his hand; the first experimental stroke has a shuddering breath tumbling out of him, the next a pitchy moan, so ethereal that it makes your skin raise in goosebumps. Angel collapses back into your chest, sweat sticking his hair at the temples, spine squirming against his rutting hand. His long legs twitch against yours, one tangling around like a snake, hooking your ankles together like holding hands.

It's so achingly sweet you could cry. When your hand wraps around his, forcefully slowing his pace, he whimpers out a broken-sounding noise, and your heart flutters.

He's so perfect. So gorgeous. It's a crime you can't touch him for real.

But for now—this will do. This will more than do.

Angel turns big eyes towards you, round as pennies, brighter than ever with fervour and the beginnings of tears dampening his long lashes.

"Is this okay?" you ask, and Angel nods like his life depends on it.

"Yeah," he gasps. "Yes. Want you to—h-hah..."

"What?" you ask, picking up the pace again. Angel writhes, free hand flying up to grip at the fabric of your sweatpants. "Want me to what, little love?"

Your thumb swipes hard over his tip, and Angel makes a high noise like a piano with its strings cut. "O-oh, oh, please, please I'm so close, I'm so—I can't, I feel so—hah!"

"It's alright," you assure him, heart thudding. The whole display has heat surging in your lower abdomen, but you can't think about that, it's about him, your Angel, it's only about him and tears break over his lashline and trickle down his cheeks as he gets closer to his peak, breathing becoming strained and ragged, and he's hot against you, filling you with a burning heat.

"I can't," Angel says wetly. "Hn, hnn, help me? Please, just—do something, I can't—"

Wordlessly, you push your free hand under his shirt again, circle his nipple before taking it between your fingers and tweaking, and Angel's whole body locks up; his back curves, wings twitching almost independently of the rest of his body, legs kicking at the mattress, and he sobs out as he comes, a pitchy wheezing broken sound that's going to live under your bones for the rest of your life.

He collapses back against you, totally spent. You do him the quiet mercy of tucking him away and pulling his slacks back up, buttoning them about his waist as he makes a face of discomfort. You run a tissue over his hands and stomach, mopping up his spend quickly before nudging a bottle of water against his lips. They're full and rosy as they lazily take the nozzle in, sucking absently like a drunkard going back for another swig.

"Was that okay?" you mutter, and Angel scoffs tiredly.

"Mmmn." He turns on his side, digging his face into your stomach. "It was... nice. I'm too tired to return the favour, though."

Fondness beats through you like a heartbeat, slow and syrupy. "It's okay. There's always next time."

Angel's wings flutter in tandem with his eyelids. "Mm," he agrees with a low hum of exhaustion. "Next time."

He's dead to the world within the next few minutes, breathing against your abdomen; as he sleeps, or dreams, or whatever it is devils do, his wings cocoon the both of you, like he's trying to keep you safe even in sleep.

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saintkaylaa · 21 days

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are you cheating?…

(ft. aki, angel, kishibe, & yoshida)

warnings: cursing, suggestive, kishibe & you being toxic cute, f!reader

— aki

— angel

— kishibe

— yoshida

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hinakazino · 1 year

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Meeting their future kid! || Angel, Aki

Summary: Meeting their future child they had with you!! Or, in which your child with them somehow lands in the past for awhile.

Context: This is before an established relationship, the kids a teen here. Oh and (C/N) stands for your Childs name.

Warnings: SPOILERS (mainly on Aki’s part), none, just fluff.

— angel devil

Honestly, he’s shocked. Literally thinking what? That’s impossible. Touching him shortens one’s lifespan! He didn’t have a lover either, humans and even devils didn’t interest him- So how is it possible that he has a child?

But he couldn’t deny it either, the girl standing in front of him looked like him. She carried the same features, like the red hair and had wings just like him. There wasn’t a halo though, and he could instantly tell she was a hybrid.

“Dad!”, his daughters voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He hadn’t even realized that he’d completely zoned out. Angel had no idea what to say, but listened as his daughter spoke. “Dad, I know this is quite shocking, but I’m really your kid, my names (C/N),” she said.

It seems that from this Angel regained his composure, he didn’t like beating around the bush anyway. So he asked straightforward, “who is your mother?” “Y/n,” and it clicks. He’d seen you around, and you were his recently assigned partner.

“Um.. you can ask any question you want dad, don’t worry I’ll answer!” your daughter says as she grabs his bare hand to take him to sit. Angels terrified and instantly slaps his daughters hand away. “Woah woah- sorry, I forgot to say, dad I’m immune to your curse!” she says.

His face shows skepticism, but he sits down next to her and he finds himself apologizing. “Sorry..What’s it like in the future?” he asks. “No worries! Oh well, you and mom are basically retired devil hunters. You still go on the job but you get 4 days off now."

He watches as his daughter talks with enthusiasm, and finds himself softly smiling when she says, “happy to hear right dad? Mom says you didn’t like fighting or working much.” Angel feels that he quite enjoys the thought of a future with you and his daughter, it was just truly too good.

Angel then wonders on, "what is it that you do?" he asks. He watches as his daughter responds, "I'm a devil hunter too- but you don't have to worry because I'm pretty strong!!" "Really?" he says. "Yeah! You know you still always have that look on your face father, I'm not a baby anymore," your daughter states proudly.

Angel chuckles at this, as he realizes that his future won't be a lonely one. He won’t be alone anymore, he has his own family. It was in that moment that another thought had occurred to him, my touch drains others lifespan so how strange is it that we were able to have offspring?

Before he could ask though, your daughters time was up. "Sorry dad, I gotta go, this mechanism that got me here doesn't last long," she says. "Ah, no it's okay, stay safe," angel says. "One last thing though! Mom said to give you this, she said it may solve a question you have."

He watches as his daughter hands him a note, and stiffens when she hugs him. Angel finds himself slowly recuperating the hug, hands softly placing themselves on his daughters back, it felt foreign to him. When his daughter had left, he had opened the note.

'From Y/N.

Angel I know you're probably wondering this, so what we did was ...'

Angel blushed, rather his whole face became flushed as he finished reading the note. He could tell that you knew him fairly well since this answered his question exactly, and when he saw you later that day he couldn't stop the thoughts constantly popping up in his head.

— aki

Aki was more so surprised he lived long enough to actually have his own family, but the point that it happened was pleasant to him. He’d lost every person that was there for him in his childhood. Aki felt a sense of warmth knowing that he’d become someone who was now there for others.

Truthfully the idea that a devil hunter lasted in public safety more than 7 years was considered celebratory and it was no secret why. Having a family on top of that? That’s quite the achievement.

But there’s a lot of questions he has, who is his lover? The mother of his child, what’s life like? Has a lot changed? What about Denji and Power, how are they doing? His curiosity shows itself on his face and his son starts off.

“Soooooo, dad like I said I’m your kid and it’s a lot to take in, but I know you have a lot of questions so ask away,” his son says. The kid looks like Aki for sure, he stares at his child’s face and offers a smile. Aki signals for his son to sit down next to them and a father-son talk ensues. “What’s your name kid?” he asks.

“I’m (C/N), and I’m pretty old now,” his son responds. Aki can feel a sense of annoyance, but not with any dislike. “I call you kid a lot huh?” “So you do realizes that you overuse the word,” his son says matter-of-factly. Aki chuckles and continues on, “Yeah uh, who is my lover?”

“Y/n,” and it makes sense, Aki’s noticed your recent starting at him. It wasn’t unwelcome, he could tell you were looking at him with admiration he just didn’t know it was much more. You were his recently assigned partner, one he was tasked to train.

“Mmh, what’s life like?” he asks, trying to sound casual. Aki’s face heated up as it started to settle in that you were a big part of his future. “You and mom are retired married devil hunters, both of you do get called on missions sometimes but it’s really just living and doing normal stuff now,” your son responds.

Aki felt relieved that he let go of his revenge. “How are power and denji?” he asks. “Uncle and Auntie are doing fine, they’re both still in the devil hunting business, you can bet they’re annoying the heck outta me,” your son says sighing. Aki can only smile hearing this.

Everything felt so perfect, he still couldn’t grasp that this was what his future was like. “You decided to be a devil hunter,” Aki comments softly, he genuinely felt slight concern hearing this since he himself has seen many of his coworkers lose their lives.

He watches as, (C/N), his sons face shifts to one of pride. “You don’t have to worry about me father, I know what I’m doing, I got taught by the best of the best after all,” he says. Aki feels proud to hear this, he’s glad knowing that this wasn’t something he pushed on his son. This actually made his curiosity spike again, what about the gun devil, makima, or the agency at his sons time?

“I- I just want to confirm some more, I didn’t force you into devil hunting right? I know I do dislike gun devil and all, what about miss makima-” Aki stops talking as his son cuts him off. “Dad this is my decision, for real, and I don’t know what you’re talking about? The gun devils captured during your time and it’s last appearance was to take down the control devil, Makima,” your son says while shrugging.

Aki couldn't help feeling confused, he had been given no time to ponder over this revelation though, as his son announced his retreat. "Sorry, I've got to go back to my time now father," his son says. Aki feels saddened by this but before he lets his kid go, he makes sure to give him a good hug.

"I'm proud of you, and tell your mom I'm on my way to see her," he says ruffling up his sons hair. He stand there watching as his son laughs and heads on his way with a soft wave.

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