#himeno x reader

[violetarks]

spit on my grave, but kiss my mouth!

anime: chainsaw man

characters: hayakawa aki, kishibe, yoshida hirofumi, himeno

summary: they hate you, they can feel it in their bones, but at the first opportunity to kiss you? who wouldn't take that chance?

warnings: g/n! reader, they/them pronouns used, second person pov, some name-calling, somebody tries to lush to get y/n's number in yoshida's, kishibe is in his late 20s bc holy smokes he would outshine the whole cast if he is was younger in the anime no lie, kishibe is also a little flirty in this bc that's how he was when he was younger, smoking, drinking (y/n gets a little tipsy), reference to nsfw themes but its legit just the lines "you need an s/o bc you're so tense all the time" and "we didn't... did we?", y/n and kishibe go home together, also a bit suggestive in himeno's part

↣ hayakawa aki

if there was anything he hated more than anything, aki absolutely despised slackers. anyone who postponed their work til the last minute, and for the result to be the most sloppy piece of shit he has ever seen. which is why he didn't understand why makima would ever think of hiring someone like you as a devil hunter.

you stood there, your uniform messily put on — for god's sake, your tie was undone, just hanging around your neck! even power and denji dressed better than you. how could these devils do better than a devil hunter?

you sat atop makima's desk, getting the crumbs of your sandwich all over her furniture. aki visibly cringed. how could you be so careless?

it wasn't like you were unattractive, it's just the way you acted at work that made aki dislike you. and in front of your superior. truthfully, the only reason makima hired you was because of your amazing skill as a hunter without the use of contracts. if you weren't so useful...

when he first met you, aki would admit, he was intrigued. you were pretty, and makima had brought you in to interview you. you were splattered in devil's blood, and you looked serious.

yet the moment that you locked eyes with aki, your demeanour changed. you were suddenly so sloppy. he saw the way you held out your bloodied hand to shake his, how you lazily threw your dirty coat on the couch. he knew from then on, that your looks were a waste, perhaps.

"are you finished, y/n?" makima asked, walking into her office in her trench coat. aki was called there for a morning briefing, so imagine his disappointment when he saw you instead. you nodded your head, hopping off the desk and sweeping the mess you made into the nearby bin. "good. now, you two are teaming up for your next mission."

aki wanted to refuse, so badly. he watched as you tugged on your loose collar, shirt not even tucked in, and stood beside him. he listened to makima outline the upcoming mission, and also listened to how often you yawned or shifted in your spot. you seemed so unintetrsted.

aki's never been on a mission with you, but he's seen the mess you leave behind, more than he would've left. and he's seen you guiltlessly nap in the car while everyone else cleaned up your leftovers.

you were careless when you fought, as seen when you dodge under the attack of a devil and trip over debris on the floor. aki slides in with his unpowered sword, slicing the mutated arm away and shielding you from another attack.

"get up, dumbass!" he calls, looking over his shoulder to see you brushing off dust from your lap.

"relax, geez. i'm up, i'm up." you scoff back, picking up your weapon again. aki wanted to slap some sense into you. "i'm so tired, let's get this done."

the fight continued on until it was at what seemed to be the climax. you were both beaten down, the devil on the brink of giving up. but you gripped your weapon tighter, rushing towards the enemy with determination. you were growing tired of this fight, both mentally and physically. you were imagining yourself at home, in front of the tv with some food in your hands. anywhere but here.

"aki?" you call, looking around the scene. you couldn't find him, and it was worrying you. "aki!"

you were met with silence, making you scowl and continue on trying to defeat the devil. maybe by then, you'll be able to find him and bring him back to makima for help. god, you hated dead weight.

with a few attacks landing on the devil, aki finally stands from his position beneath debris. he had been hit into a wall, making the ceiling fall over him. when he had made himself visible. you glance at him, relieved.

"y/n..." he heaves, drawing his sword. he was bleeding from his shoulders and you could count the tears and cuts in his uniform. and he blamed you for being dirty...

before you can speak, the devil immediately charges towards him. you widen your eyes, racing after it. "aki!"

he breathes in heavily, trying to gather his focus. but his vision is just so blurry that he can't think properly. the blood he's lost has already made him hazy, all he can hear is the loud footsteps of the devil. his joints click and falter as he tries to take his normal fighting stance. he's weak and you can see it.

with all your might, you rush towards him. you couldn't let him die, not someone as strong and admirable as him. while you knew he disliked you (aki definitely wasn't the most subtle), you couldn't deny his worth as a hunter, and as a person. you looked up to him.

aki doesn't know what is happening until he sees you jump high in the air and thrust your weapon to pierce through the devil's skin, knocking it off course. as it skids to the side, you tumble to the ground, rolling on the ground and getting dirt and blood all over you. aki blinks, clueless.

"are you alright, aki?" you huff out, tired. he slowly hums in confirmation. you send him a smile, which makes him gulp. "that's a relief."

the devil turns back to him though, not stopping on its tracks to get to aki. by this time, you're in front of your co-worker, holding your weapon to prepare yourself. with a deep breath, you wait for the devil to come closer before dealing the final blow, ending the devil's life.

once the devil falls lifeless, you let out a loud whine, "agh, finally! ah, i'm so beat!" you fall to the floor, knees giving out beneath you. aki watches you stay on the ground, wiping the sweat off from your brow. with a click of his tongue, he falls to the ground as well. you turn to look at him, blinking. "ah, aki. that devil really fucked you up, huh?"

you laugh makes him even more weak. you move closer to him, taking his chin and turning his head to see his bruises. "we should get you back to the office. i'll patch you up before denji and power see you, alright? they'd piss themselves seein' you like this." you joke, patting his shoulder. your carefree attitude was so irritable...but he couldn't deny that your words made him feel lighter.

so when he pushes forward and presses his lips to yours, he knows why his heart pulses harder when he's around you. he likes you. his palm rests on your neck to hold you in place, making you lean your hands on both sides of his waist to balance yourself. aki squeezes his eyes shut, as if to keep himself from seeing your shocked face.

you were speechless, frozen. but once you settled in, you kissed him back. you tasted like blood — maybe that was his own since he cut his lip — but neither of you seemed to mind. his harsh hand against the back of your head suddenly goes soft, trailing down to brush your cheek.

he sighed against your lips, upturned brows. he felt like he needed this. he needed you.

aki was mysterious with his true feelings, but this was the first glimpse into them. you let out a small sigh as you pull away.

"you—..." you mumble out, covering your mouth as you sit up straight. his hand leaves your cheek, now gripping the debris beneath him. he felt so embarrased. "idiot aki. c'mon, let's get outta' here first."

you heave aki over your shoulder, his arm over while yours is wrapped around his middle. he was also speechless, blushing so red that he kept his head down so you couldn't see. his heart was beating faster at your touch. but to kiss you? he was truly crazy, wasn't he?

↣ kishibe

"can you smoke somewhere else?" you scoff, bringing your glass to your lips. the rest of the room was filled with slight chatter, the sound if cups being clinked together.

"you see any spare seats at this bar?" kishibe asks, putting his lighter away into his pocket. the bar allowed smoking, one of the only bars in the neighbourhood that still did. he watched you roll your eyes and finish your drink, asking the bartender for another. "you're so uptight, ya'know?"

"you're the most annoying person i've ever been paired up with." you groan, watching your glass get refilled. you take your glass once more and glare at kishibe. "those things kill you."

"you drink." he says, putting down his own cold alcoholic beverage. you click your tongue at him. "you act like you're so much better than me."

"you smoke and drink, you smug asshole." you grunt, feeling a little woozy from the past hour of non-stop drinking you and kishibe have been partaking in.

this was his idea, saying that you needed to wind down. you enjoyed a few drinks every now and then, but today had been particularly hard on you. makima was really ripping into after a devil got away, making you go after them again with your partner present this time. you felt embarrassed at your loss. as much as you were strong, kishibe hated how weak you were.

there was no denying that you were somewhat talented, so why weren't you getting stronger? kishibe was already tired from his own work, but when he was paired with you, his job got even harder. you were lazy with your work, leaving hints of your weaknesses everywhere you stepped. and you wondered why. kishibe couldn't handle how much if a rule-follower you were when your strength wasn't anything impressive. sometimes he'd with you'd abandon your work and finally leave all this stuff behind. such an attractive person like you shouldn't be burning their brain trying to work as a devil hunter.

"why don't you just drink and shut up?" kishibe huffs, keeping his cigarette between his fingers. he blew the smoke into the air above you, making you cover your nose and scowl at him. you hated smoking, all the reason why you disliked being partnered up with him. he wasn't kishibe without his smokes. "you're do tense all the time, you need a girlfriend or boyfriend or something. maybe you'll relax a lil'."

"and you're telling me to shut up." you groan, waving the smoke away. kishibe rolls his eyes leaning his elbows into the counter. "you know what, kishibe? i've seriously had enough of—of your attitude."

he watches you down glass after glass; it was kicking in, the alcohol. he was wondering how long it would take before you started slurring your words. it was subtle, but kishibe has never seen you like this, not yet at least. it would be a fun way to tease you tomorrow morning when you come in to work. you glare at him, blinking a few times. he waited impatiently for you to collect your words.

"ever since i met you, you've been a pain in my ass, always runnin' your pretty mouth and rolling your pretty eyes at me." you complain, continuing to drown yourself in the sweet drinks you were taking. kishibe sighs to himself, already knowing that you'll be too drunk to pay your own bill. he pulls out his wallet to start counting bills as you go on to 'insult' him. he'd have to be careful now, he was starting to feel the alcohol too. "if you weren't so strong, i'd kick your ass myself!"

"oh yeah?" he says, deciding on when to stop you from ordering. he calls down the bartender for a few more glasses for you and himself. "you're too weak to pull somethin' like that, sweetheart. can't even hold your own against a low rank devil. need someone strong to protect you, huh?"

"what? says who?" you say, voice raising a little. he hated it when you did that, it was so annoying. you were so childish for someone only a year younger than him. "i was doing perfectly fine without you! makima needed me to babysit you..."

"what are you even goin' on about?" he huffs, taking in some smoke, "do you even know what i'm saying? are you that drunk?"

while you were a little tipsy, you definitely weren't drunk. you were just slurring your words a little, but you were conscious. you weren't saying anything you wouldn't say sober. you knew what you were doing, and how you were acting.

"'course not, shithead. i'm not getting drunk in front of you." you tell him, gulping down another drink. he thinks that maybe your tolerance is moderately high. "i'm just sayin', you're never gonna' get married if you're like that. you're lucky i tolerate you, somebody has to."

he raises a brow at that, then taking one last huff of his cigarette before putting it out in the ash tray provided. "so you're saying i'll only get married if my romantic partner tolerates me?"

"duh." you scoff, tilting your head at him. was he getting drunk? it was also your heightened confidence that he found annoying.

"and you're the only one who tolerates me?" kishibe presses.

"yeah." you answer so quickly that you don't even think. once you realise what you've said, you put your glass down. your face was burning now, and you didn't know whether it was because of the drinks or him. he chuckles. "shut up..."

"mhm." he hums out, now leaning close to you. your shoulders nearly press against each other. he sees no sign of you moving away, but you begin to stare at him, unable to figure out which eye to look at. "you wanna' kiss me?"

you let out a small sigh, glancing down at his lips for a second. but you harden your stare in his eyes.

"or are you asking me to kiss you?" he offers. your eyes widen a little at that, and it seems he has his answer already. but you were so cute like this, he just had to tease you. "but i've been smoking. it'll taste like it, y'know?"

"just let me find out." you mumble, placing a hand on the side of his stool, against his thigh, "kiss me once?"

"well, shit." he chuckles out, now resting a hand on your cheek. you blink at him, feeling comfortable against his palm. "you've got a little crush on me."

you furrow your brows and mumble out, "s—so?"

"ain't that cute?" he says, brushing his thumb against your cheek, "you're not gonna' slap me if i kiss you, are ya'?"

"only if you keep on wasting time." you huff, fist against the bar top. you would never ask him something like this out of the blue. but the atmosphere around you both... it felt suitable. a small smile dawns on his lips at your eagerness.

"fine." he sighs out, leaning forward and finally connecting lips with yours. you hold your breath, not really expecting him to do it. your hand on the stool tightens its grip as he slides his hand from your cheek to the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. your lips were so soft, and warm. he can tell that you haven't kissed many people, but that doesn't matter. he never thought he'd be kissing you either.

he had been smoking for the past hour, so he did taste like smoke. while you hated the taste, now, it was sort of masked by the drinks you were both having. and you just couldn't get it out of your head that you were kissing kishibe. the man you kinda' hated.

the kiss didn't last as long as either of you would've wanted, but it's a public place and you only asked for a sample. when he pulls away, you open your eyes to see his smug smile that always makes you irritated. but this time, you're just plain embarrassed. he begins to laugh at you softly, making you click your tongue and push his face away.

"d—don't talk about it." you say, standing up and grabbing your coat. you pay for your drinks with a tip and avoid eye contact with your partner. he downs the rest of his drink and puts his own money down. you begin to walk to the exit before kishibe reaches out and holds your wrist. you glare back at him. "what?"

"can't let you go home all by yourself." he says, standing up and shrugging his trench coat on. you squint at him. "and you don't wanna' let lil' ol' me walk home alone either, do you? let's take a cab to yours."

"seriously?" you mumble under your breath, walking to the exit with him behind you. "fine... you can sleep on the couch."

"aw, such a pity."

↣ yoshida hirofumi

"yoshida, may i speak with you for a moment?" the teacher asks after the bell rings, making everyone in the class turn to their classmate. a playful 'ooh' rang around the room to tease him, making yoshida roll his eyes with a smile. the rest of the class begins to tidy their things up until the teacher speaks up again. "class president, please wait outside for a few minutes.

you look up from your desk, blinking at your teacher. but you nod your head. "yes, ma'am." you respond, fixing your uniform and taking your bag, heading outside with your friends.

yoshida can't help but roll his eyes at the way you walk out of the classroom, all preppy and gracious. you don't even look at him, as if he was scum compared to you. the two of you weren't friends and that was clear enough. you were the class president and needed to keep everyone in order. the rest of the class had liked you and you were friends with other classes too. but the only one who didn't like you was yoshida hirofumi.

you told him that the school didn't allow all those piercings and that the standard were the studs. but he came back the next day with another piercing, showing it off with a diamond earring that he wore once for the purpose of pissing you off. you reprimanded him, disliking his laidback attitude and how he didn't take school seriously. what a waste of a student. you knew plenty of people who would do way better in his position. someone like you knew this and hated that he didn't.

yoshida hated how uptight you were and how you were such a stickler for the rules. he knows that he's not a good student, but why were you always on his ass for it? there were other people in the class — hell, there were tons of other people in the school that you could've been paying attention to, but you chose him. he hated it so much.

"to cut it short, yoshida, your grades have been dropping severely." the teacher had said, making the student snap back into reality. he stands up straight again, nodding his head. "i've decided to allocate you a tutor for all of your classes. you and—"

"don't say l/n."

"... l/n will be meeting on your own terms to study. they're an excellent student and have tutored many of your classmates, yoshida, there is no need to worry." the teacher continued, handing him a stack of papers. he holds them, heaving them under his arms. "practice exams, practice essay, practice tests. you will go through all of these with l/n."

"seriously?" yoshida huffs out, rubbing the back of his neck, "for how long?"

"until your grades are better." the teacher explains, sitting down to grade their quiz from today, "i understand that the two of you aren't close, but make-do for now. you need to rely on them."

"i understand." he sighs, taking the work and leaving the classroom. he sees you standing next to the door, bag on your shoulder as you read a book. he wants to cringe at the cliché scene. "hey. you're tutoring me."

"i know." you respond, tucking your book into your bag and starting on your way, "we're heading to the city library."

"wait, what? you knew?" he says, falling into step beside you. you nod your head. he knits his brows at you as you exit the school. "great. now i gotta' spend months with you."

"just get your grades up and you're fine." you respond, looking to the sky for some patience. he was already getting annoying. "trust me, even a delinquent like you can pass the next exam."

"you talk a lotta' shit for a goody-two-shoes." he huffs, swinging his bag recklessly around. the two of you board a train towards the city and you take the papers from yoshida, flicking through them and making notes of what to teach him. he watches you from his spot beside you. "even your handwriting is blinding. why is it so... neat?"

"you mean readable?" you scoff, looking at him with an aggravated expression. why did he talk so much? "i'm doing this for you."

"why did you even agree to this if we don't like each other?" he asks you, watching the roof of the strangely empty train. you look back to the work, sorting them into sections. "you have a secret crush on me or something?"

"what? no, idiot." you scoff, shaking your head, "i just don't want you to fall behind. it'd be a shame for everyone else to graduate without you." he looks back to you, a surprised look on his face. but you look away, outside. "don't look too much into it, yoshida. just trying to keep the class average up."

"yeah, whatever..." he mumbles, going back to hating you. any sliver of you being genuinely nice was now gone. he just listened to the way the train rolled across the tracks. he listened to you scribble down your notes.

he had watched countless people confess to you. just yesterday, a girl handed you a bouquet of flowers — your favourite ones, apparently — and confessed to you that she had feeling for you for a year. but you rejected her, apologising and saying that you did not return her feelings. it felt somewhat cold, yoshida was watching from around the corner. luckily you didn't notice him, you probably would've told him off for not doing his class duties.

he never understood the appeal to you. why did so many people want you?

a few minutes kater, you were in the library, setting up your things in a private study area. you gave him some work to try out and pulled out your own things to do. he sighs, taking out his pencil case to write on the paper, "put on some music or something."

"this is a library, yoshida." you retort, rolling your eyes, "just do your work and show me when you're done."

"jesus, i can't believe people actually like you." he groans, leaning back in his chair. you blink at his insult. "i don't understand why everyone flocks around you and throw themselves in your direction."

"i'm the class president, people come to me for advice all the time. maybe if you showed up to class more than one a week you'd notice." you huff out, glaring at him, "people like me because i'm good help."

"singing your own praises?" he snickers, flipping through the booklet. he hated how confident you were in yourself when he really saw you as overbearing. even the way you sat there, writing with your perfect handwriting. "i can't deal with you, president."

"i couldn't tell." you sigh, standing up. he watches your movements. "i'm going to grab you a book go borrow for the next week. it has all you need to know on the book we studied this semester. i don't have enough time to explain everything to you before the exams since it's in a few months. but that book will help."

"yay..." he mumbles out, moving onto the next set of questions. he waited for you to come back with your stupid book, but enough time had passed that it was suspicious. he even finished the booklet that you gave him, and that took him a while. he looks around the library, seeing few people walking about. "where are they go? don't tell me they abandoned me here..."

he stands up, positive your stuff would stay safe, and begins to look through the aisles. he doesn't see you yet, and he's getting pissed out. you made him come here, and you just ditched? that's so 'un-presidently' of you.

but he hears your voice in the next aisle, sounding pissed off. like always, when you spoke to him.

"thank you for showing me where the book is, but i should get going." you say, yoshida standing at the other end of the aisle, out of your sight. he could see the boom you were holding and your stupid hair, but you were blocked off by someone else. "please leave me alone."

"aw, what? i help you find your book and this is the thank i get?" the taller person says, hand against the bookshelf to keep you from walking off. you roll your eyes at them. "c'mon, just your number, that's all i ask for."

"it's your job to help people in the library find their books. you work here." you explain, tucking the book under your arm, "i don't owe you anything other than a 'thank you'."

"well i take my 'thank you's in dates." they respond. yoshida sighs, clenching his fists and walking towards the both of you. "what's somebody gotta' do to land one with you—"

"leave 'em alone, asshole." yoshida scoffs, tugging the worker back and standing in between the both of you. you widen your eyes at him before looking away, a bit ashamed to need his help. but yoshida is glaring at the librarian. "they're not interested."

"shit man, i'm sorry, i didn't know they—"

"yeah whatever. get outta here." yoshida scoffs, rolling his eyes. the worker only looks his up and down before walking off, muttering under their breath. once they're gone, yoshida looms to you. "you good?"

"yeah..." you mumble out, rubbing your forehead, "people like that give me a headache.

"mhm." he huns out, seeing how you lean against the bookcase. you stared down st the analytical text in your hands. you were so embarrassed that he had to come in and save you. some like him, protecting you...

you look back up and see his smug face, and you just know that he's aware of how you're feeling.

"who would've guessed it? i had to come to the class president's aid." yoshida chimes, leaning a hand against the bolted down bookshelf. you scowl at him, closing your eyes. "i guess you owe me one now, huh?"

"and once again, you're an ass..." you retort. your little scrunched up face makes yoshida smile. genuinely. he scans your appearance before tilting his head at you.

"what is it that makes people fawn over you so much?" he questions, looking confused. you open your eyes to see him standing closer. "i mean, sure, you're cute, but that's about it, no? your stubbornness ruins it all. as soon as you open your mouth, i wanna burst my ear drums."

"whatever, yoshida. i don't care what you have to say." you mumble back at him.

"see? so mean." he chuckles, take another step closer. you notice but don't say anything, to which he notices as well. out of all the people who have liked you, he's surely standing the closest. you haven't pushed him away, which is strange. you'd usually be out in a second. but you stand your ground. he smiles at you. "how could anyone find that attractive?"

you look to the side for a split second, only for yoshida to come unbearably closer. you can feel his breath on your cheek and his shoulder is against yours. his other hand stays in his pocket while the other braces himself. you hold your own breath.

"maybe people only like your pretty face." he says, not missing a beat as his hand slides down to hold the shelf beside your torso. his wrist slightly grazes your body. you shiver for a second, standing up straighter. yoshida pays attention. "you think so, y/n?"

"no, i—i don't." you stammer. yoshida is surprised when he feels you grasp his shirt, making him lean back jut enough to see your expression. you could barely hold your glare. so cute. "i'm... i'm a good person, so that's why—"

"that's the first thing people notice when they look at you. your looks." he claims, making your face burn hot. but yoshida just smiles at you. "you sayin' i'm wrong?"

you scoff at him, "why are you so close anyway...?" he raises his brows at you, eyes flicking to your lips for more than a second. you realise what he's looking at before you speak again. "yoshida...?"

"you don't seem to mind..." he trails off, "you can always push me away if i get too close..."

you don't say anything as he gets closer and closer until suddenly, he's kissing you. yoshida's hand stays at the shelf to hold himself up, but his other one gently holds your hand against his chest. you're kissing back before you can even think, your other hand still holding onto the book.

he tastes a bit savoury, probably because of the hot lunch he had before. but the drink he had on the table where you two were studying, is sweet. the mixture entices you as you as you are the one to deepen the kiss, pushing forward and catching yoshida by surprise.

you let out a small squeak; it was obvious you weren't experienced. with how seriously you took school, how could you be? yoshida didn't have his fair share of partners either but, he was so gentle with you.

when he pulls away, he opens his eyes to see your dazed look towards him. you gulp once you regain your sense of thought, then leaning back.

"i'm sorry, i—"

"i guess you're not a terrible kisser." he interrupts you, standing up straight and keeping his hands to himself. you feel somewhat relieved, but you nudge yoshida in the stomach due to embarrassment. "hey, stop. maybe that's why people like you."

"i don't go around kissing everyone, shit for brains." you claim, shoving the book into his chest. he stands back with an 'oof', watching you walk out of the aisle.

"so it's just me?" he chuckles, jogging to catch up with you. you glare at him. "how lucky."

↣ himeno

himeno didn't understand why aki spoke so highly of you. her friend, whose opinion was usually right, explained that you were a tremendous hunter and that you were highly respected. so why are you in her apartment, in your shirt and underwear, and eating out of her fridge?

"morning." you say, seeing the groggy himeno coming out of her room. she blinks cluelessly at you. "you hungry? i made breakfast."

"the hell are you doing here?" she grunts, walking closer to you in a hoodie and sweatpants. you look back at her, sorting the breakfast into two bowls. "and why are you using my food?"

"huh? you don't remember? you invited me over last night after drinks." you explain, taking out two spoons and shoving one into the food before pushing the bowl to himeno. "you're wearing my sweater, by the way."

"i was wonder when i bought this." she murmurs to herself. but she then shakes her head, sitting down at the counter and thinking to herself why would she ever invite the person she loathed the most to stay at hers? "we didn't... did we?"

"no, himeno. you were black out drunk, y'know." you say in an obvious tone. she clicks her tongue and eats her food. you begin to eat as well. "did you take the medicine and drink the water i left on your bedside table?"

why were you acting so nice? she gripped her spoon tighter, stopping her movements as she swallows her food. "yes. you didn't have to do that." she thinks she would've preferred if you didn't. now she feels obligated to return the favour.

"it's nothing. i didn't want you to wake up so hungover again." you retort, looking to the ceiling.

she scans you and wonders how you could be so indecent in front of her when you were 'well-respected'. your underwear was showing, you weren't wearing any pants, your shirt was crinkled and loose hanging, your hair was a mess and you just look tired overall. this was not the pristine presentation he was used to.

you catch her staring. "sorry, do you want me to put on my pants? i couldn't find em around here." you admit, looking at the messy floor. himeno feels a little embarrassed at the mess but doesn't keep her eyes off you.

"no, it's fine." she retorts, feeling her eye patch before running her fingers through her hair, "don't you have a mission or something?"

you think for a second before putting down the bowl. "yeah, i think. later, makima wants me to check something out with her." you tell her, watching her roll her eyes, "what's wrong?"

"you in love with her too?" she scoffs.

"no?" you say, tilting your head, "she's my boss."

"oh." you'd be the first she'd hear doesn't like her. she sits up straight on her stool. "really?"

"yeah, really." you say as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, making himeno stop. you continue to eat your food. "i don't date superiors."

"right..." she mumbles back, confused. but you accidentally drop your spoon on the floor, making you curse quietly. she's never heard you swear, and she stares at you.

you lick your thumb, a little bit of sauce on it, before you turn to her with wide eyes. "ah, sorry, himeno. paper towels?"

she points to the cupboard and finishes her food, watching you clean up your mess. you're not really clumsy, she knows, so seeing you drop something was strange. you were usually moving so perfectly...

"you always like this?" she hums out, chin in her hand.

you put the towels in the bin and take your empty bowls (hers as well) and clean them. "i'm sorry, i live alone. so no one really sees me mess up." you admit.

himeno hates your voice. you don't speak much, but when you do, she's rolling her eyes. what you have to say is usually so inspiring to the other hunters, but she finds them cheesy. kobeni was brought to happy tears by what you said to her before a mission, which made himeno stop everyone and wait for kobeni to stop crying.

you're so high and mighty. everyone loves you and you try to be so mysterious. she never understood why everyone liked you, why everyone tolerated you when you don't do anything. maybe you're strong, stronger than aki and kishibe, but you were just praised so much that she hated you.

but seeing you now, all over the dishes and struggling to clean the things you used, it makes you feel more human to her. she watches you from the counter, hearing you curse to yourself as the dishwashing soap falls from your hand and into the soapy water. you turn to her to see if she saw. she did. you embarrassed yourself, and you sheepishly look away. she smiles. and stops as soon as she realises she is.

you were like some high school kid watching themselves around their crush. the way you glanced at her told her all she needed to know.

"i'm gonna go and change." she says, standing up from her stool and moving to her bedroom. she doesn't wait for your reply, but she heard a faint 'okay' from her room.

she didn't understand the change. admittedly, last night was the only time she's seen you outside of work hours, where no devils were there to stop you from being just you. you were sitting quietly, listening to everyone speak. you didn't know what to say.

after you finish the dishes, you try to clean up around the living room and kitchen. there were blankets and pillows all on the floor, maybe she was having a party or something. but you pick them up, fold them, put them in their place. and you finally find your pants, sliding them on happily.

you look for your belt under the couch when you hear someone clear their throat. looking up, you see himeno standing in her work attire with her arms crossed.

"hey, i'm looking for something, sorry." you say, standing up. she hands you your hoodie, which you plan on putting over your work shirt and tie. you just needed to find your belt and you would be set. "i'll be ready soon—oof!"

you fall onto the couch, on your back, as himeno moves forward and clambers over you. she gives you a pointed look as you stare up at her, feeling your face heating up. you gulp, one hand bracing the cushion of the couch, and the other hanging off the side. she's loosely straddling one of your thighs, hovering above you as her hand still on the sides of your head.

"h—himeno—"

"do you have a crush on me?" she interrupts you, tilting her head.

"what? that would be unprofessional, i—i couldn't..." you begin, losing your voice as you feel how close she is to you. your heart speeds up. "i'm sorry..."

"i knew it..." she huffs, leaning to the side a little. she scans your face, how your eyes stay on her. "you're terrible at hiding it."

"i'm sorry." you say, gulping. she was leaning closer, and you were getting nervous. "please don't hate me for it. we're partners."

"i bet you wish we were more." she jokes, gently grasping your chin so you look her dead in the eyes. you look like a poor deer in headlights. "i already hate you. everyone talks about how cool and how strong you are. and you suck it all in, go along with it. makes you feel better, doesn't it?"

"what?" you whisper out, blinking innocently.

"i hate people like you." she says, enjoying how you helplessly stared at her. you looked so hopeless — hopelessly in love with her. without a word more, she leans down and softly connects her lips with yours.

you hold your breath, keeping still as she kisses you. it was so out of the blue — didn't she say she hated you? you carefully move your free hand to the back of her neck, squeezing your eyes shut and missing her back eagerly.

her hand drops from your chin, dragging down to stop at your waist, holding you from there. your breathing hitches, and you pull away slightly to gasp. she catches your lips again, setting herself down to straddle you properly. she continues to kiss you as you sit up slightly, elbows bent to hold your weight.

you felt hot in the face, you knew you were embarrassing yourself by being such a klutz. but as her lips leave yours, you almost chase. himeno was an enchantress. you loved her smell, the sound of her voice, the way she walked. and here she was, saying how much she hated you.

"i—i thought you didn't like me." you huff out, sitting up straight to be face to face with himeno. your lidded eyes and dazed expression made her hold her breath for a moment. but, as if you've gathered your confidence, you begin to lean in again. "do... you not wan—"

"don't you have to meet up with makima?" she says, placing a hand on your chest and shoving you back to lay down again with a huff. she hops off your, moving to grab her shoes. "c'mon, before you're late and your amazing reputation is ruined."

you take a moment to gather yourself. your hair was even more messed up, and you stared at the roof with a heavy heart. it was beating fast, making you take in a deep breath and sit up, fixing your outfit and hair. you look behind you, seeing your belt underneath the pillow. after standing up and putting it on, you see himeno waiting for you.

she was leaning against the wall, watching you scramble to put your shoes on. she herself was wondering why she had kissed you too. you were always good-looking, but the way you acted pissed her off. did your prettiness really cloud her judgement.

she looks down to you sitting on the floor, struggling to tie your shoelaces. she chuckles.

no, she just met the real you today.

#hayakawa aki #hayakawa aki x reader #aki #aki x reader #kishibe #kishibe x reader #yoshida hirofumi #yoshida hirofumi x reader #yoshida #yoshida x reader #himeno #himeno x reader #chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #csm #csm x reader

[onyaki]

a smokers kiss - drabble

"you want a hit?" they ask, across from you. the smell of alcohol, nic and sweat mixed with perfume and deodorant reeks from your skin.

you laugh, "im good, im not used too it." you glace away from their eyes, looking to continue your conversation with another.

they take a good look at you, head tilted and thought wandering. "...I know what'll get you used to it." getting up from their spot, you're able to see every detail of their expression; now that they are in front of you.

"hm—?" you're cut off, by their hands on your face, titling you to look at them. "what are you doing?" you almost stutter. your hands, taken by theirs, pushing you back against the rest of your chair.

"open," they lift your chin again, taking a puff of their cigarette.

"wait i—" smoke leaks from your lips, as they blow a cloud into your lips. instead of pulling back, they kiss you. lips tasting like liquor and cigs.

—

quanxi, shoko, stein, worick, sanji, aki, himeno (anyone else I literally can't think of people who smoke)

#onyakionline #onyakiwrites #x reader #smut #one piece smut #one piece #i love women #i love quanxi #quanxi #vinsmoke sanji #sanji x reader #himeno x reader #himeno csm #csm #one peice #worick smut #gangsta worick #worick arcangelo #stein soul eater #soul eater #frankenstein #soul eater stein #etc #this took me an embarrassingly long time #god #someone help me #onyakitalks

[serapphiim]

how good i think csm characters would be at eating someone out...

#chainsaw man #csm #csm x reader #chainsaw man x reader #aki hayakawa #aki #aki hayakawa x reader #quanxi x reader #himeno x reader #makima x reader #yoshida x reader #denji x reader #beam x reader #angel devil x reader #kishibe x reader #captain kishibe #power csm #power x reader #quanxi #makima #himeno #yoshida #asa mitaka #angel devil #sorry this is a crazy post i made this with my friends as a joke mostly #nsft

[blueparadis]

▏bad idea  ▏a.hayakawa   ▏

CWs— afab-reader, explicit smut, cunnilingus, service dom!aki, sub-dom undertones, lightly dub-con, cum play, exhibitionism, overstimulation, nipple play, bi!reader, sub! reader; word count — 1.4k

PRECIS— You had an idea that Himeno liked you but what you didn't know how she you when you were in Aki’s presence.

NOTES —this is kinda dream 3sum.enjoy <3; part of my self-event sizzling sextember collab. tagging @akicore @luvbladez @kentoangel @cyancherub & @tokyometronetwork.

+LINKS SECTION .

It was a bad idea, bad idea to agree to this slumber party that Himeno suggested when she was staying over at Aki's. They were close and the rumor was they did not like each other but every time you spotted Aki on the campus, Himeno was in his vicinity. Himeno was always seen scolding Aki or saying something as Aki kept his poker face on.

Himeno was your roommate and she always managed to indulge you in activities that you should not be doing, which was strictly against the rules. She was the icon of ‘rules are made to be broken’ She loved your reactions when she would tell about her wild adventures.

She was out to buy some food and you felt the booze was making you heavy and hot. So, you walked towards the balcony finding none other than Aki. He was about to light a cigarette but smiled cheekily when he spotted you. It is odd how Himeno said Aki won’t be here yet here he is. 

Aki offered you a cigarette but when you declined it he remarked.

“How are you Himeno’s roommate if you don’t smoke?”, His voice was thunderous. You realized that the booze was starting to sterilize your senses from logic and reasoning. 

Under normal circumstances, you would have smiled or said something back but when you snatched his half-burnt cigarette he was too surprised to react. Aki did not think that you would hold him by his nape and breathe out the smoke in his mouth leaving him all coughing and out of breath.

While he regained himself and stabilized his breathing you finished his half-burnt cigarette. Your nerves felt alive again. Aki lit another cigarette and mentioned, “Himeno would be so impressed”, and there it is again. Why does he keep mentioning her like that? If it seems that rumours were true, you better get over your silly crush on him.

“My turn.”, he blurted out as he noticed you spacing out. This time, there was no smoke, only his soft smoky lips against yours. When he noticed that you easily let him take the dominance, his slim and strong fingers wrapped around your throat while the other held your hands above your head. 

Both of you were drunk and hence there was no trace of pronounced actions on each other. Probably, he had his cigarette in between his fingers but when you bucked your waist against his growing heated crotch, he immediately threw the cigarette and for a mere moment, you had a chance to have a glance at his galactic eyes. 

"I'm back.", Himeno's voice echoed through the rooms. You walked out of the balcony immediately to help her in laying the table. 

"Akiiiii.", 

"Yeah coming. I need a shower.", Aki yelled from this room. Himeno looked at you with skeptical eyes and probably you have never said 'i'm sorry' so many times so fast in the back of your head until  Aki came all cleaned, showered, and smelling so fresh. The dinner was silent. Aki did not bother to look at you while Hinemo kept inspecting both of you and you felt awfully conscious about yourself.

A week passed. You would occasionally notice Aki lurking outside your classes. But when Himeno held your hands in her soft palms and again invited you over to Aki's house, you jumped at the chance. No, not because of Aki but you needed to have a talk with him about what happened that day. It was a bad idea, bad idea indeed.

The afternoon was cooler than usual yet the curtains were drawn. Himeno was out as usual and both of you were sitting silently. You almost fell from the couch when Aki slipped his cold hands under your shirt. "Sh-sh-shh", his palms rested on your belly.

"Did I catch you off-guard?"

"Off-guard??? Well yes." you supplied but Aki was fast and advanced.

"What if Himeno comes?", you asked as he had you leaning against the handle of the couch. He smirked and said that you should not worry about her. He was definitely hiding something. You covered half of your face with the cushion. This is not happening, this is not really happening.

"Started already?", Himneo turned up. She was too dressed. As she kept the packed foods on the table Aki pulled you towards himself making you gasp in surprise. When Himeno invited you over, you knew she had planned something but did not really conjecture that it would end up with you against Himeno's chest and Aki between your legs.

He hooked his arms around your plush thighs burying his face in your femininity. It is almost instinctive how your legs clamped around his head as he sucked your folds. Your head felt all mushy and your senses dizzy as you tried to reach for his head and touch his fluffy hair but were stopped by Himeno’s hands.

She was half-naked. Her boobs pressed firmly against your back while he filled the gaps in between your fingers with hers. Aki was too focused to stop. He flattened his tongue and kept lapping your juices not letting them spill on his lavish sofa.

Himeno is not a girl to take long routes. She loved detours. Her soft fingers made their way towards your boobs making you lose your sanity more, tormenting your body. She cupped the boobs that made you shift your head towards her. Without much thinking, you pressed your lips against hers. They tasted sweet and nothing like Aki’s. 

While Aki kept sucking your clit, occasionally licking your pussy lips by flattening his tongue, the pleasure recoiled and you sucked Himeno’s lips with the same intensity. Himeno did not pull away or stopped playing with your pebbled nipples. Your high was getting close, pooling in between your legs. You wanted to warn Aki but Himeno’s lips were tormenting yours. She was so equipped that neither of you had to break the kiss to inhale air. It was sloppy and stinging your nerves at the same time.

But you broke the kiss when you did not feel Aki’s tongue anymore. He was standing, having his lighter and cigarette in his hands. His face was glistening with your slick.

Perhaps, he did not like the fact that your attention was on hers rather than on him. He was about to lit his cigarette but when he saw your confused, a little distressed eyes he could not hold himself back from kissing your puffy lips.

You spread your legs apart a little further having him incline and deepen the kiss until you felt his fingers ghosting over your aroused feminity. He pulled away and glanced towards Himeno. You could feel her nod against your sweaty cheeks and Aki smirked lightly before pushing up two of his fingers in your juicy cunt. 

Skilled. His fingers reached the spot before he started to roughly move his fingers up and down. It was already so hard to bear but what Himeno did caught you off-guard. She bit you hard on your neckline while Aki quickened his pace, orgasm pooling once again, and right when you gasped in pleasure and moaned as you arched, squeezing your eyes shut you could feel Aki’s lips again.

“Fuck”, Himeno uttered and quickly ran towards the bathroom. You noticed a splotch of blood on the couch and pondered if this was the reason she was not totally naked. Aki extended one of his oversized t-shirts to you. As you put it on, he grabbed a bottle from the table. 

“Oh My god”, you exhaled strongly and Aki laughed saying a bunch of odd words,

“umm... Me and Himeno, we’re not together...ya’know ” He takes a drag from his cigarette before handing it to you.

“Do you say that to every girl you fuck?”, you thought he was going to be offended, probably angry but he started laughing. 

“We should do this again sometime”, Himeno exclaimed leaning against the door in shorts and camisole. She sounded pleased and thrilled. Aki could not stop laughing while you remained perfectly perplexed at his reaction until Himeo yelled at him to hit the shower.

When he disappeared, Himeo sat beside you glowing like a freshly bloomed flower. “You see y/n, this was kinda Aki’s idea but I did not think you would …well… do it. I think he likes you.”

You raised an eyebrow thinking back to how your first kiss with him was when Himeno went out to buy food. 

“He is a little handful to manage”, you murmured thinking how the fuck you’re supposed to get over him now since Aki rarely pursued girls and he was not easily going to give up. You understood when you found him waiting outside your classes during lunch breaks.

#aki smut #himeno x reader #aki x reader #aki x y/n #aki x you #aki hayakawa x you #aki hayakawa smut #aki hayakawa x reader #csm smut #csm x reader #csm x you #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man smut #chainsaw man x you #chainsaw man x y/n #csm fanfic #smut fic #chainsaw man imagine #csm imagine #anime smut #manga smut #manga x reader #anime x reader #fanfictions #fanfic #fanfiction #drabbles #smut drabbles #smut drabble #drabble

[rekino2114]

Hey, man 👋. Wondering if you still take chainsaw man requests. I'd like a Himeno x Male Reader where one day, after a mission, they keep flirting with each other until the reader actually manages to make Himeno flustered for the first time in their relationship.

Himeno:Hey are you the fire devil? Cause you're hot as hell

Y/n:*chuckle* do you really think cheesy pick up lines will work on me?

Himeno:I mean, we're together, so I think they already worked

Y/n:I didn't fall for you because of those

Himeno:really? Why did you then?

*you cup her cheeks and look at her lovingly*

Y/n:I love you because of your amazing personality and incredible looks. Every day, I feel like the luckiest man ever to be with you. You have no idea how much I love you my beautiful ghost

*you kiss her forehead and she blushes*

Y/n:Wait, you're actually blushing!? I thought you were physically incapable of that, my words must have really gotten to you

Himeno:You have no idea, I love you too, but don't worry, I'm gonna make you blush even more now

*she kisses you and you start to make out passionately*

#chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man #x reader #himeno x reader #csm himeno #x male reader

[ohbrotherthisblogstinks]

IN VINO VERITAS

ੈ✩‧₊˚ himeno x fem reader

synopsis: you and your hot new friend, who you’re down cataclysmically for, bump coochies in the woods 👉👌

Warnings: 18+, nsfw, fem bodied reader, praise (use of ‘good girl’), consumption of alcohol, dubcon (since you’re both tipsy), semi-public sex (y’all are at a campsite and it’s implied there are other people nearby), oral (f. receiving), tribbing, edging (kinda), choking (kinda), Himeno is the dominant one but not a dom, gentle biting, mention of masturbation

Other warnings: smoking (cigarettes), Himeno calls Aki an emo twink, age gap (ish, Himeno is about 5-6 years older than reader), there is no puke in this fic even though we have the combination of Himeno and alcohol :), reader is a bit needy and a bit of a perv lol

“You okay?” Himeno’s voice pulled you out of your daydream, and you realized you’d been clutching the armrest by the passenger seat, your knuckles white.

“I’m fine,” you said. “I just zoned out.” 

“I was gonna say, I don’t think I’m that bad of a driver.” She flashed you a smile before looking back at the road. “Although come to think of it, I did fail my permit test about four times.”

“That’s reassuring.” You stretched and yawned, glancing at the clock.

“We should be there by six, and that’ll give us enough light to set up the tent. Unless we fuck up and it takes us forever.”

“Which will probably happen, knowing us.”

“That reminds me, if Aki came with us he’d have his shit together and he certainly wouldn’t have gotten us lost.”

“Well, detours are fun.”

“You’re too kind.”

Aki had dipped out of the trip at the last minute, claiming he was feeling under the weather. He urged you and Himeno to go without him, and as a consolation gift, gave you two bottles of wine to sneak into the campsite. They were rather poorly hidden under the back seat, wrapped in one of your old sweatshirts. You glanced back at the contraband to make sure it wasn’t too conspicuous.

“Hey, do me a favor,” Himeno said, tilting her head towards the lighter sticking out of the cup holder. You nodded and reached for it, as she quickly retrieved the cigarette that was behind her ear. Throughout the long drive to the campsite you’d been the one to light her cigarettes for her while she talked your ear off about whatever came to her mind. She liked that you were a good listener, and you liked the sound of her voice, so it was a win-win.

Your crush on Himeno was a little more obvious than you’d like it to be. As she smoked with one hand gripping the wheel, her window rolled down and the wind whipping her hair around, you caught yourself staring. Your mind wandered, making your face grow hot. You wanted to know what the hand around the wheel would feel like around your neck as she feverishly kissed you. It was rather embarrassing to admit, but when you had time alone, thinking about her sometimes resulted in your hand down the front of your pants.

You’d been friends with Himeno for about six months now, after Aki had introduced the two of you, and ever since you met her you’d get butterflies every time you saw her. She sometimes caught you staring and would give you a knowing smirk, making you quickly look away. You had a feeling she was onto you, but you were never confident enough to say anything. After all, she was five or six years your senior, and she was an enigma of a woman. You could never quite figure her out, whether she was flirting with you or just being herself, and it made you far more anxious than you’d like to admit. 

After you and Himeno finally reached the campsite and spent an embarrassingly long time pitching your tent, you poked around in the back of her car for the bottles of wine while she set up two lawn chairs by the light of an old lantern she dug out of her trunk.

“We forgot to bring glasses,” you called over to her, clutching the bottles to your chest as you kicked the car door closed. 

“One bottle is mine and one is yours, then,” she quipped, and flopped down in her chair. You joined her and muscled open the bottles, passing one to her. She nodded thanks and took a long drink. The two of you sat there for God knows how long, talking and talking until you were almost certain you saw the sun beginning to rise. You curled up in your chair and stifled a yawn, and Himeno noticed and giggled.

“Am I boring you?”

“Not yet.” You tried and failed to hold back another yawn.

“Did I ever tell you about how I cut Aki’s hair that one time?”

“You what?” Your eyes widened, and you started laughing.

“Yup. He fell asleep and I was drunk and found a pair of scissors, and the rest is history. He was so mad at me, I felt terrible, but it was fucking hilarious.”

“He never told me about that.”

“I hurt his pride, that’s why.”

You cocked your head to one side. “Were you guys ever…a thing?”

“Oh, God, no. I wanted us to be at one point, but he made it abundantly clear that he wasn’t interested.” 

“You still like him, don’t you?” you teased, prodding her leg with your toe.

“Oh no, that ship has sailed. And it probably sank too.” She laughed heartily and ran a hand through her hair. “I have a bad habit of falling for emo twinks.”

You snorted, making her laugh even harder. 

“Honestly, though, don’t worry about me. I’m no competition if you’re trying to get a piece of that.” She sighed and leaned further back in the chair, setting the bottle on the ground.

You suddenly stood up and lurched over to her, gripping her chair for balance, and sat right down on her lap, putting your arms around her neck and laying your head on her shoulder. 

“Oh?” She raised her eyebrows, surprised. After a few seconds had passed, she timidly placed her hands on your waist. “Did I say something?”

“No,” you sighed, pulling back to look at her. You absentmindedly twirled a lock of her hair between your thumb and forefinger. “Well, kinda.”

“What is it, then?” 

“I have a crush on you.” You hung your head, looking down into your lap. You couldn’t look her in the eyes, you couldn’t stomach it. You heard her sigh, and you prepared yourself for the worst. After a few excruciating seconds, she finally spoke.

“I know,” she said softly, lifting her hand to gently pinch your cheek. “It’s very obvious.” Your eyes widened. 

“Is it really?” You looked back up at her, and she nodded. There was a glint in her eye that wasn’t there before. 

“Are you gonna do anything about it?” she asked you, that same knowing smirk spreading across her face. 

You kissed her without hesitation, making her giggle against your lips. You felt her squeeze your waist and pull you a little closer until you were snug against her. She gently laid her hand on the back of your head and slid her tongue against yours, making a soft moan slip out of your mouth. 

She pulled away and looked at you quizzically, still smirking. You stared in disbelief. You’d really done it, you’d kissed her. It could only get so much better or so much worse.

“I’m sorry,” you blurted out, still in a trance. 

“Don’t apologize.”

She suddenly snaked an arm underneath your thighs and picked you up bridal style, making you squeal, and you held on tight as she carried you in the direction of the tent. She smelled like sweat and sunscreen and smoke, but in a way that was strangely pleasant to you. She grunted as she struggled with the flap of the tent, and you felt yourself beginning to slip.

“If you drop me, I swear to God,” you giggled. 

“Fuckin’ help me, then!”

After a comically long struggle with the tent flap that did indeed involve being dropped by Himeno, she stumbled into the tent and pulled you down onto the cot with her, making you laugh even harder. She zipped the door closed, and crawled over to straddle your waist.

“Are you putting me to bed?” You squinted up at her, your eyes adjusting to the dim light inside the tent. 

“Yeah, something like that.” 

“Are you gonna kill me or something?” You started laughing again, blindly reaching for her, and you felt her grab your hand and squeeze it. She leaned in closer to you, hovering over you and smiling, her hair brushing against your face. You blinked up at her, doe-eyed.

“You’re so cute,” she marveled.

“You think so?”

“Mmm-hmm. And you’re all mine.” She leaned down to press kisses to your neck, gently nipping your skin every now and then and eliciting whimpers from you. Her fingertips felt cool and soothing brushing against your flushed skin, and you felt her tug at the hem of your shirt. You raised your arms to help her remove it, and she resumed her kisses once she tugged it off you. 

“You’re not wearing a bra.”

“Brilliant, Holmes.”

She snort-laughed and poked you in the rib, making you yelp. 

“You have pretty tits.”

“Thank you?”

“No, I mean it. They’re cute.” She brushed some hair out of your eyes and smiled at you. “I want them in my mouth.”

You burst out laughing again, thankful that the dim light was hiding the raging blush spreading across your cheeks. Himeno gave your neck one more gentle nip before moving her hand up to cup your left breast. She inched further down and swirled her tongue around your nipple, making you gasp. 

“You’re so fucking cute,” she whispered between kisses, and you felt her start to move further down, her fingers slipping under the waistband of your shorts. You almost immediately lifted your hips to help her pull them down, and she chuckled at your eagerness. 

Once she’d completely undressed you, she sat back on her heels and ran a hand through her hair, looking down at you with hazy eyes. 

“Please touch me more,” you blurted out, reaching out and gripping her arm as she ghosted her fingertips across your bare skin, making you shiver with anticipation. 

“What do you want me to do?” she asked you, her lips curling up into a cheeky grin. She continued brushing her fingertips against your skin, just barely touching you and avoiding where you needed her most. 

Your breathing had gotten shaky and erratic, and you couldn’t think of anything other than her, the sound of her voice, the intensity of her touch. You looked up at her with pleading eyes, your grip on her arm tightening.

“Please fuck me,” you whispered, and she smiled and leaned down to peck your forehead.

“Good girl. That’s what I wanted to hear.” She gently spread your legs and crawled down to settle in between them. She hooked her arms around your thighs and looked up to you inquisitively, silently asking your consent. You nodded vigorously, making her laugh. 

She was so close to you now, her grip on your hips making your skin tingle and her hot breath fanning against your aching pussy. You let out a surprised whimper when she finally flattened her tongue against your pussy, licking a thick stripe all the way up to your clit. She continued, making you squirm and whine and grind against her face each time she flicked her tongue against your clit. 

It was close to the best feeling you’d ever felt, the strong grip of her hands on your hips, the sloppy kisses she’d give your clit when your thighs tensed around her head.  She pulled away right before you could get your satisfaction, making you huff and whine in frustration.

“You gotta be quiet, baby.” She rested her head on your thigh and smiled up at you, gently rubbing your lower stomach. 

“I-I’m sorry, I- fuck!” She resumed going down on you, making you squirm and cry out. You brought a shaky hand up to your mouth, and grabbed a messy handful of her hair with the other. Your thighs shook and your back arched as you came, your eyes rolling back as you tried not to scream from the pleasure. She finally pulled away when you gave her hair a harsh tug, and crawled up to kiss you, silencing your whimpers. 

“You okay?” she asked you upon pulling away, brushing some hair away from your sweaty forehead. You nodded, your chest still heaving as you tried to catch your breath. She pecked your forehead and sat back up, straddling your waist. 

“I wanna try something,” she whispered, and your eyes grew wide as she peeled off her shirt and started to unhook her bra. “It’ll feel really good. I promise.” You nodded.

“Don’t just stare, help me,” she giggled, noticing your gaze. You quickly propped yourself up and started to unbutton her shorts, which she flung into the corner of the tent along with her underwear after some shuffling around in the dark. After pushing your legs apart, she inched closer to you, and lifted your right leg so your calf rested on her shoulder. 

“Stay like this for me, okay?” You nodded obediently, awaiting her next move. She gently ran a hand over your lower stomach and lowered her hips to meet yours.

You gasped and grabbed her hand as she started grinding against you, and she chuckled quietly, giving your hand a tight squeeze. 

“I told you.”

She gripped your leg with one hand as the movement of her hips became more rhythmic, letting the other wander over your bare skin. She brushed her fingertips across your stomach, then your tits, then gently placed her hand around your neck and squeezed ever-so-slightly, at which you arched your back and let out a breathy moan. She chuckled and maintained her gentle grip on your throat, her gaze fixed on the way your face contorted in pleasure with each thrust of her hips.

“That feel good?” she asked you breathlessly, knowing you could barely form the words to answer her. You could only nod and whine in response, making her lips curl upwards into a satisfied smile. She could tell you were close by the way you were breathing, the way the muscles of your thighs and calves and stomach tensed as she touched you. She was quite close herself too, sweating and flushed and barely able to control the movement of her hips.

You clawed at her arm, your eyes wide and almost frantic, and she held eye contact with you as you came undone beneath her, firmly pressing her hand over your mouth to muffle your whines. Her own orgasm soon followed, and she let out a low moan, her fingernails digging into your calf and making you whine in pain and pleasure. 

She pressed sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to your calf as she rode out her orgasm, then gently pulled away from you and rolled onto your back. You instinctively reached out for her, and she pulled you in, sighing contently. You wrapped your arms around her and snuggled tighter against her.

“You okay?” she whispered, smoothing out your messy hair. You nodded and pulled back a little to look at her, smiling with hazy eyes. 

“Can I take you out for breakfast tomorrow?” you asked, resting your forehead against hers. 

“I would love that. I’m paying though, you can’t change my mind.”

You huffed in protest. “Fine, as long as you let me be big spoon.” 

She grinned.

“Deal.”

#himeno x reader #himeno chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man smut #himeno smut

[dheelan]

𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕤𝕞 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙!

woohoo another headcannon that i did as like this one

denji: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974)

power: childs play (1988)

aki: i dont really think he would watch any horror movies but maybe The Shining (1980)

makima: hellraiser (1987)

kobeni: too scared of horror movies lol

himeno: my bloody valentine (1981)

yoshida: alien (1979)

asa mitaka: scream (1996)

#chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #csm x reader #denji x reader #power csm #power x reader #kobeni x reader #aki x reader #asa mitaka #asa mitaka x reader #yoshida x reader #makima x reader #himeno x reader #writing♡ #slasher #slasher x reader

[earphonejackx]

For the fluff reguest, can I please have Himeko x long distance childhood friend headcanon?

☆ Himeno x long distance childhood friend! Reader

☆ ANGST, readers parents are dead, smoking, death, this story is a little rushed but well written

☆ Oh lord now when Himeno was a child I feel liked she’d probably had a shit ton of friends but they all are mostly dead or gone on with their lives, This caused Himeno to think that most of her Friends are dead (devil hunter mindset) and she would probably not wanna revisit those old memories but when she found out you were still alive?? Her childhood bestie?? Oh yeah you were in for a hell of a week with her

☆ Himeno was sooo happy when she found out you were still alive and well, when she got your new phone number she immediately called you and almost started crying on the phone in happiness

☆ You had to eventually calm her down because she was going crazy! Hearing your voice was probably the best thing that has happened in her miserable life so far. Himeno would take off from work immediately to visit you out in the country side, she had to tell Aki she had to meet up with an old friend, Aki was confused that she still had other “friends” outside of her devil hunting but she had to explain to him that she found out you were alive and went to go take a vist

☆ When Himeno got to the country side her heart began to swell again, she missed the feeling of fresh air, no devils and her old life but she didn’t dwell on it long because she had to meet you!

☆ When Himeno arrived at your house she immediately tackled you with a hug, she was all over you! She was so happy to see you again, alive and well.

☆ When you two finally finished your family reunion you immediately got drinks for the both of you to sit down and catch up with the stuff you both missed

☆ Since you do live out in the country side you barely care for the shit going on in the city, you had an easy going quiet life, however since Himeno lives in the city after being forced to she had to tell you about the dreadful but gracious things that came with living in the city

☆ You noticed When Himeno was sharing her stories she definitely was quite the smoker. She just couldn’t go without a cigarette, you hated the smell but didn’t complain as she just got here.

☆ Uh oh now it’s your turn to share and then the question hits you. “So [name] how are you parents nowadays?” Silence you paused for a second. “Uh hello [name] are you in there?” Himeno said waving her hands in your face. Then you explained to her, you parents where killed not too long ago by a certain devil… they left everything behind for you. Their farm, money, work, etc. it was a tragedy but it was bound to happen soon. You warned them about going into the city before the news came back to you.

☆ After Himeno found this out she was devastated, your parents where basically like her second parents they took care of her like they’re own. And hearing this made her regret not coming back sooner to say hello. She started to blame herself but you immediately stopped her and changes the subject.

☆ Then you immediately changed it to mentioning drinks, you two talked so much that the both of you were barely able to drink and get drunk out of you minds

☆ And then boom. 1, 2, 3…. 9, 10,11…14,15,… you lost count of how many drinks you’ve drowned yourself in. You found yourself slumped against the couch while Himeno was cuddling you half awake mumbling sweet nothingness, you immediately tried to get up but her weight felt like it was crushing you… maybe you’ll stay like this for awhile right? Right.

#earphonejackx #x reader #soft icons #x y/n #csm x reader #chainsaw man #headcanon #chainsaw man x reader #himeno #himeno x reader #angst #sad thoughts #csm himeno

[starrbright]

GREED AND EVERYTHING BETWEEN

CSM Himeno x Chubby Reader

These devil hunters know a thing or two about greed, sure, but the thin line between the difference of a hungry devil and them; a devil hunter, when they met you—it fades easily.

AFAB reader. age gap. age of reader is in 40's. use of pet names. JEALOUSY ( the title is literally greed 🚶🏽‍♀️) stalking. obsession. finger sucking. edging? dry humping? overstimulation? impact play? dominance and submission? i'm unsure of a lot things, it seems. cunnilingus. use of sex toys.

5.k words. KOBENI. KISHIBE. MAKIMA. will be here soon enough ((:

Himeno's eye watch you from a distance, your laugh so clear around the place as you throw your head back, a hand of yours coming up on the person beside you to clutch their shoulder, that said person beside you brushing their fingers on your hand that was on them. Even with the heat of the smoke that goes through her, it's nothing from the cold that pumps in her blood. Knowing damn well that she was within not far to see you; being hands and all too smiley with your partners.

She knows you're enjoying this, all that with you knowing; that you're riling her up, letting them take your clothes off by their eyes, relishing how close they are to you. Acting like you didn't have each other's command in both of your hands last night.

The whole moment still burns in Himeno's mind.

"Stop teasing," spoke she, annoyance in her voice as you placed her hands on her back together, now kept by your hand in one place, her complaint not fazing you but just took your time with trailing your free hand on her. Liking the new position you both have; sitted against each other, your front on her back in between of your fat and cozy thighs, still fuly clothed.

"How impatient," you say nonchalantly as you took of her tie to use it as a restraint for her hands, the tone less of your words sent shivers to her skin, aware of what it could mean. "We're just getting started." A mere fact as you circle your fingers on her breast, the little action already making her twitch, then you grab them fully, fingers digging together on the round flesh as she falls back to you, your soft and wide body she feels, squirming just to get anything.

You put two fingers in her mouth, she doesn't hesitate to suck on them despite dry, soaking it up by her saliva while she was preoccupied on keeping your digits warm with her licking around them, sucking with her hums, drools gurgled and dripping as you kept groping her, from her breasts to her little stomach, and her thighs. Gripping it before surprising her with a slap and not letting her to even react as you cupped her sex suddenly, making her jolt forward. Coughing once on your fingers but you just curled them inside her mouth more, making her still and pressed down on her tongue after, sliding the two digits smoothly on the muscle, your cunt throbbing more as your mind imagines her tongue devouring you.

All the while you caressed her mound, pushing your hand further in to cup it properly and she's grinding against it, her hips rising slightly. "Mmhm, good girl." You murmur on her neck, licking up a stripe on it after. Taking out your fingers from her as you wanted to see and play with her breasts naked. You opened her blouse by forcingly pulling on it, the buttons flying, showing her ample cleavage, already faintly marked from your groping.

"And you say I'm impatient." Himeno manages to pant out, still swaying her cunt hardly on your palm and you didn't give her time to be smug about it as you held her cunt firmly, squeezing it and she gasped; stopping her movement with the buck of her hips.

"Acting smart, are we?" Choosing to pay her disobedience by what she asked for with that remark, you took off your hand from her cunt, stealing off the release she was close to having, "Fuck," she cursed, the burning pressure on her gone and already depraved. Regretting what she did, and even more as you exposed her breasts from the air, fingers grazing on the chilled skin before touching her hardened nipples, making her cunt ache more with nothing to contract against with but the firm restraints of her fabrics, panty slicked with her juices, trickling through her slacks.

"Anything to say for yourself?" you asked as you watch her move so little to feel again, you pressed down on her hips to stop her twitching while you continued to play with her breast.

Putting down her ego, the suffering getting the best of her, "Fuck, just please--" you interrupted her with a slap on her thigh so strongly, the pain emitting pleasure down to her. "Shit, I'm sorry. I'm sorry--please." Her voice breaking, turning her head to the side, catching a glimpse of her pleading expression, making you take a sharp  breath. You huffed gently, your hand was the same going down to her again.

"Thought so," But this time, you slipped it in to her slacks, only above her panty though, wet and sticky you feel. She moved her hips upward as you pressed down your fingers on her mound. "Yes, fuck," she swore when you rubbed circles, hips grinding again as you allow it. The little ministrations reliving the fire in her stomach going to her sex and you feel her clit beat on your fingers.

Giving her tainted breasts with red marks a break, your hand went to her throat, clasping your fingers on the dainty flesh, restraining her breathing a little. With the quivering of her thighs and pulled muscles, you knew she was getting dragged too much and you couldn't have that when you know the night is still young.

Swiftly, you enter her, "Y/N," she hummed, finally feeling you inside her. The same thing to what you did to your fingers with her tongue, sliding it in and out, her walls inviting you in easily by her gushing slick. "Fuck, you dirty fucking girl." You hissed as she clenched and grinds to your fingers while she caught the end of your fingers on her throat by her lips, pushing out her tongue between them and you gave her what she wanted by sticking the digits in her, muffling her sounds, loving how they feel in her mouth as she does in her cunt.

Rewarding her by scissoring your fingers and curling them downward repeatedly, hurling them inside without stopping to stimulate her already over stimulated cunt. The movement of her hips turning frantic and unrythmic, getting desperate on your fingers in her mouth, "Mmghl-" all of those from her as you continue to assault her, and finally, you gave what she was missing left to make her lose it; your index and thumb pulls her clit, pinching it after. It makes her chest heave, stomach hurling sensitively, you push your fingers in further in her mouth, choking her sounds as you rub her clit, still on the endeavor to make her see white.

And you do, as she spilled her cum and gush of her liquid goes, you freed her mouth, wanting to hear the sounds she makes while she rides her high. "Fuck." she wailed out, hips moving down on the mattress to sink her cunt further in that boiling fire and you helped that with rubbing her through her soaked slacks and fondled her breast. Getting off at how she was weak with her end because of you, from how hard she was driving her hips, flinching from the heavy pleasure and how you feel her cum drips out from her.

You bury your face in her shoulder while you wait for her to come down, slowly untying her restraints and only now she feels the pain of her limbs as she slowly comes down. Weakly rolling her shoulders when she gets off from you, legs wobbly.

How fucking badly she wants to get back at you. And she sees it when she stood before your sitting figure at the end of your bed, sees that you want her to ruin you, looking up at her with smug gaze.

She'll comply happily.

Himeno takes off her coat swiftly, left with her white shirt ripped open to show her exposed breasts, cuffing up the sleeves on her wrists, caressing her marked flesh from the restraint earlier as she now stares down at you. "Take off your clothes." She commands and you follow wilingly

And as you were only left with your panty to slid off, Himeno had a clear sight of your strings of slick connected from your cunt to your panty. "Calling me a dirty girl when you're that fucking wet." She provoked, so much of mockery she throws. Still, you're unfazed by it but shudders ran and you managed to not let it affect you but just sat again, opening your legs so slowly, eyes so hazy looking up to her and you see how she gulps, red spreading to her white skin.

"All for you," you present, a hand groping your breast while the other goes down slowly, feeling the sheet of sweat on your skin until it stops on your cunt, fingers massaging the wet folds.

You're still provoking her, teasing her even when she has the room now, and it's pissing her off.

"Lay back, hands above your head." She spoke and you do as she said. Himeno then took your tie, her legs between you as she ties your hands, cages you with her arms after, hovering you; admiring your glistening body but still, you were calm as you look at her. She plans to change that.

Her lips crash to yours and you moan satisfyingly, easily taking over her mouth. Having enough of you, she swat your breast strongly--guard let down for her to ram her tongue in deeply as she continues to knead your soft bits, making sure to leave visible marks just as you did. Patient you were as Himeno bits your lip before nibbling on it, still nothing of desperation despite that your heat was throbbing from it.

Pulling away slightly, her groping hand went to your throat, satisfied how her slim and bony hand mixed well with the fat of your skin, squeezing it gently. "Open," you follow, tongue poking out as she gathers plenty of saliva to give. Slowly how it fell, sliding on your tongue before you swallow with eyes closed as you hum; blissful was how a part of her goes in you.

Changing her mind to deciding to play your game by turning it against you--she places her leg in your middle, pressing it to your cunt. The sudden pressure making your chest rise and Himeno smirked. "Move." You bit your lip, getting where she's going at but you're not giving away just like that. So you obeyed, your hips going up and down, soiling her already ruined slacks more by how your leaking cunt was grinding on it, Never taking your eyes off her as you move, your sounds kept, letting it die in your throat to not give her that satisfaction.

Himeno only watched with amusement, eyebrows raised, suddenly liking how desperate to not show any sign of struggle or need, even when she can strongly feel how your cunt was pulsating on her. Your movement slows down, squeezing your thighs on her leg all the while, seeing how her gaze changed. Himeno's eye twinkle, restraining your throat, "Did I say you could stop or even slow down?" She taunts, curling up her leg so her knee could be pressed to your cunt, the action had you flinching. "Make yourself cum."

Out of spite rather than to satisfy your need, you follow. Finding your rhythmic and fast pace, still soundless but just pants of breaths you let out. Himeno doesn't do anything about it but just watched how pathetic you looked, getting off on her while you still held your pride high. She'll have her way soon enough. And as your end comes close, she does. Your pace frantic now along with shallow and rapid breathing from your mouth.

Squeezing your throat again, "Keep those sounds from me, I dare you." Gaze threatening you, her leg going further and stronger. And threatened you are, by the possibilities of any consequences she'll give if you depraved her of what she wants to hear and see. Your mouth opens wide, moans easily following as you feel the churning in your stomach begging to be released.

"Fuck." You gasp, legs tiring as your peace increased even more, rhythm breaking. There you found your end, "Augh-" voice dragging out with a pitch at the end, head turned upward while your eyes rolled back as well as you froze with your thighs locked to her so tight.

"Fuck," Himeno whispers, in awe of the sight. Squeezing your throat again, much pleased by how noisy you became while you rode your release, loving the feeling of your fat thighs and your soaked cunt compressing her.

Himeno heaves, breathless from just watching you--still, discontent in her as a thought sticked to her. The hand on your throat going down to your gushing cunt, a broken gasps out from you as her fingers caressed it, she tsked, "To think that you were gonna keep that from me." She teased your entrance, thighs instinctly clenching but she does nothing and only takes off her hand to your cunt. Instead it ends up to your mouth, drenching it with your cum.

"Still not giving up?" Himeno asked, watching you take her fingers so well, but you just hum as your head bobs up and down. Not satisfied enough yet, she curled her fingers, pulling on your mouth to stop you, "Enough."

All what happened after that is you shaking beneath her mouth and fingers. Your defiance completely paid well.

So Himeno figures, no doubt, that what you're doing right now is just all a build up....yeah, that was it. Of course, how could she think so anything otherwise.

That bothers her, so much. And admittedly, well...to herself, at least.

She's not going to tell you how pretty she found you the first day she set eye on you, how your commanding demeanor always made her stare linger for longer than it should, how it made her heart leaped when you caught her, taking her aback when you just smirked, leaving her full of questions with such a mere moment.

Then you answered them when you came up to her, speaking casually of how she should take you home when the night has come. And that she did.

Only a foolish idiot would left you hanging, so as she believes. And only a foolish idiot would let you go, so she made you stay, well.....by her adept skills in the bedroom, of course--and of you, by the same thing she had that you do to her, and of course, everything about you was just addictive to her.

And that was the...relationship you both have. Nonexistent to each other in the day and screaming each other's name at night. You preffered it that way. Oh, you weren't in shame of it, it's quite far to anyone would think; you couldn't care less for anything more. And that's what bothers Himeno, because she wanted something more.

Call her anything, she wouldn't give a fuck or even agree, but she is a human after all; bound to cross with the hunger of a devil when satiated too much but not enough.

Where does she go from that, she doesn't know, only that she'll be at your door tonight like a pathetic man seeking comfort in the pleasure you'd give.

And pathetic she feels in your gaze as you both stood there when you opened your door to her. Another night to have her fill only to double her appetite for what she can't have; the aftermath of the night with you only in your panties and tank top showing the work she did to you. Skin tainted so much and knew that your insides are still aching from how hard she was on you because she let out the frustrations she felt earlier because of what you pulled. Fat shoulders and arms to compliment the thin straps which was digging on your supple skin. Cotton fabric that your nipples poked against, that hugged your wide and round stomach, stretch marks showing from how short it was. The dimpled cheeks of your ass going down to your thighs, jiggling with every move.

Himeno sighed before taking a long drag from her cigarette. All that space the smoke was taking up was because of watching you make your tea so comfortably, dragging her chest down so heavily. It was a mistake staying the night this time. She's unsure of whose fault it was, of you letting her, not uttering anything of displeasure when she didn't leave or her because she couldn't make her feet move. Either way, it was a mistake for she knows nothing will come out good with what she was doing.

She lays her head back, letting the smoke out. You didn't miss that, just like how you didn't miss how she was more pent up in the bedroom. Turning your head to the side, "You seem miserable," you spoke as you pour the hot water in both your cups.

You have no fucking idea. Himeno scoffed, teeth showing from how her lips sneered upward, "Because I am," she doesn't deny, not finding the need to turn away from the truth. Your footsteps grow close until she feels you're taking a seat in front of her, she turns her head to look at you and how your eyes stares through her--it was then that she realized that maybe you do in fact have an idea.

It was in the air as you stared at each other, resolve hanging on by a thread so thin. Sensing you weren't going to speak soon, she did, "You know why." Himeno revealed, challenging you.

You expected this but you can't say that you're prepared for it, somehow there's a little part of unexpectancy in you that she actually spoke of it. Himeno sees it from the parting of your lips, calm eyes gone replaced by incredulity, by your voice, "Himeno...." you say it so gently, tone so unfamiliar to her that she has no choice but to hear disappointment in it.

Nothing needed to be said more. A mistake. A fucking mistake it really was. She can't bear that gaze you hold, so she took her leave before she could do something she knew she'd regret so little.

The tea left untouched, cold, and too bitter.

That's how both of your days became as you two went with the normalcy of your life. Your door at late of the night left just closed. Still, you held your chin high like usual, not even sparing her so much of a little glance when in the presence of each other like you had back then with heavier tension and longer gaze; ignored she felt and unbothered you show. It was pissing her off more than normal.

So it can't be helped when she's had enough of repressing herself, choosing to let her will be.

In doing so, making it unknown to you that she lurks over you, watching your every move. Pride washing over her as she finds that you're alone as ever when the night comes, No threat to seek.

That made Himeno think; you could have anyone you wanted, given that anyone would want to have you in their own bed, but you're not, you don't. So why?

.....Huh, maybe you wanted her, too, after all, but not so much as she does, so maybe that's why you're still holding back.

She can change that and she will.

So there you are left in your hallway as shocked to say the least, when a doorbell was heard a minute ago and it's already midnight. You know who was at the other side. To put it simply, you were scared. Afraid of how unsure you were of what she was to do, afraid of your own, of what you hold for her that can possibly allow you to let her do what she will.

Defeaning silence stood as you walked to the door. Heavy on how you held the doorknob as you opened it. There Himeno was, emotionless she stood looking at you.

Composing yourself, fingers crippling your robe, you kept your voice firm, "What are you doing here?"

Still stubborn, Himeno huffed, letting herself in and you stand back away. "You know why." She took off her coat, putting it on the rack.

You gape at her as she walks to you while you only walked backwards. "Himeno." You warned but there's nothing to it that can make her back down. She looms over you, every step she takes, the more power she felt, stripping you off your command, over yourself and over her. Until, yes....you're against a wall, nowhere left to go but face her.

Himeno gently tips her head, "Still running?"

You said nothing and you didn't need to, she can already see the fear injecting in your eyes and you know she does. So you looked down, you see your chest heaving, helpless you feel. Then she holds your chin, facing your head up to her, still you didn't meet her gaze.

"Look at me." Helpless you are as you obey her without a second thought.

"Will you still run?"

Eyes burning and jaw aching, you shake your head.

"Speak."

"No." In a whisper, your tears fell so as your authority did.

That's how you found yourself with no sense to defy her anymore, not even an ounce of it.

You stood before her as she pulled on the ribbon of your robes, unveiling your dark paired set. Flowered pattern lace straining against your bare breast, panty with harness on your hips going down to your thighs, the elastics digging tightly on your fat. Himeno scoffed disbelievingly as she takes you in, piecing it together, "Were you wearing these stuffs in hopes that I show up?" Asked her with a look she gave that you didn't need to be asked twice.

"Yes."

She smirked, a hand going up to your shoulder, fingers playing with the strap before flicking it hardly on you, the snap making you gasp. "Pathetic." She spat, making you little under her morw than you already are. Himeno then sharpened her look, "Bed. On all fours."

You follow, ass up in the cold air as your back was arched. Seconds of pass by you were left like that until you feel her presence take over, a hand ghosted on your back, only her fingertips looming over it, trailing down too slowly, emitting a chill all over. The hand ends up on your ass, caressing it, then she shocked you by landing a hard spank on your cheek, you yelped as your body jolt dow. She only hums, going back to tenderly touching your cheeks, feeling how your skin turned hot. The little but exhilarating act already made you feel such heat, fire that couldn't be kept inside as your slick drips down on the sheets, and you can thank yourself for wearing the piece that had an opening to the panty, your cunt exposed.

Himeno didn't miss it, chuckling lowly, always loving it how weak you become within the pleasuring pain she gives. "Always so sensitive, hmm?" The bed dips as she got on, placing herself on your side, she locks on to your hips to keep you in place for what she was about to do. Sounds of skin slapping echoes; her palm repeatedly hitting your cheeks with you prevented to move by her strong grip on your hips, only flinching as your whining follows. Himeno, entranced by how your skin ripples from every hit. The size of her hand was nothing compared to how broad your flesh was.

The sense to feel any shame was far gone, no matter how painful the sting was, your slick just continues to sway with your movements, drops of it reaching the sheets, your crying voice in reason for pleasure rather than pain.

Himeno doesn't stop, even when your skin was so hot from all the impact, flesh tainted too visibly. She just continues and you don't protest even when your ass and limbs are aching so much, you only let her. Giving her what she wants; to be truly nothing in her hands. Just like how you wanted.

Then with one last hit, she stops, her own hand hurting but still she fondle you. Your wailing turning slow and soft, still your body trembles. Himeno sighs as she calms you down, stroking the hand on your hips, grazing her lips on your back, your sweat clinging to her. "Good. You did so good." She murmurs on your skin and she feels the shiver that went through you.

"Lay down for me." Soft her voice was and you did, putting down your arms comfortably under you, legs down as well, your whole weight on top of her thighs as she was now fully sat on the mattress. The hand on your ass slowly trails to your mound, wetting it by your slick as she cups it gently. You hum when her fingers move up and down, spreading your slick. Her other hand keeping your thick thigh out of the way by gripping it. "Beautiful." She whispers, admiring your abundant flesh, relishing how pliant it was. All the while she was tending to your heat, rubbing your folds and circling on your clit.

"Himeno," You moan, overwhelmed by how delicate she was being, a music to her ears. She couldn't not give anything back to that, so her fingers enter you. Your head falling down to the mattress, starting so antagonizingly slow with circling her two digits, letting her ministrations like that for more than you could bear. "Please." You let out and she hums, "I know, I know." Pushing her fingers deeper until it had you clenching your hands on the sheets then she scissors them, slowly again, but at least hitting your nerves so good.

Himeno basks on how needy you were becoming, short pants of whining with the moving of your hips as she tortures your walls--and by how she surprised you with curling up her fingers fast and tightly, a deep breath of gasp from you, before moving the in the way your cunt was begging for. Hurling them all over and over again, clit left untouched but even so, it had you see white spots and your muscles tensing so tight by what she was doing with her fingers inside.

Harsh pace teasing you to your release and with a little more of firm pressing in your walls, you came. Coating her fingers of your white essence. Incoherent sound howls out of you as you cried on the sheets, thighs clenching together, locking Himeno's hands, surprising her, she laughs, her tone low. Flustering you as you grind down on her thighs, making her hum for she feels a little bit of pressure in her own cunt, fingers still inside you that became slow since you gushed your cum, letting your high stay longer as you rode it.

"You did so well." She spoke as you came down, pulling out her fingers and you moan as her digits and your cum slides out from you. She taps on your side and you get the hint. Weakly you moved, now you lay on your back and she's caressing your face. Finally having the courage to see how fondly she looks at you,

Unconsciously, you reflected that as your hand came up to her face, caressing it as well, your free hand catching hers that was on your cheek and kissed it.

It was set for yourself to only go forward from then on.

.....Literally and figuratively--pleasuring herself by doing you. Taking her sweet time by feasting on you. Mouth lapping up on your skin, biting and sucking, from your neck, shoulders, chest, your breasts, your stomach, down until your thighs and even to your legs. Leaving no territory untouched and unmarked, leaving you a wreathing and throbbing mess beneath her, ignoring your pleas and the pain of her jaw.

And there after, she truly feasts on you. Ripping the thin fabric that showed a slit to your leaking heat, she kisses your cunt like it was your own mouth, licking strongly on your folds, sucking your clit and slurp your slick as if it was water. Your hole spasms on her fingers before pulling them out and let her tongue take over, your beating hole sucks her in, making her moan and it vibrates in you. Your thighs wanting to close but she stops you just to tease you. Letting yourself cry in plea--of course, she lets in, removing her hand on your thigh, you immediately clenched them together. Himeno is locked onto your sex and she figures what better way to die than being suffocated by your fat thighs as she devours your cunt.

Because fuck breathing when she has her fingers deep in your skin, when she has her tongue exploring your walls, her lips massaging your folds and her throat drowning in your slick. Fuck breathing when you're pulling her hair so deliciously and defenitely fuck breathing when you're grinding your cunt against her face. And she lives as you cum, lives another day to revere you.

And right now, she'll revere you by not giving you a break just as you got over your high--a silicone toy of yours was placed in you. Drove only by her hand, by that act alone you knew you were far to resting as the night won't end without her using her own hips to give that damn thing inside you.

All of you; trembling as she drives it to you, and slowly she does. Your hands left to fists on the sheets for you know she won't allow you to interfere with her doing. You're left to take what she gives over and over again. The night filled with you pleasing her by her pleasuring you.

All that endeavors leading to the one thing she wants; more.

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[underscar]

SHAMELESS

Pairing: Himeno/Male Reader

Summary: Public safety devil hunters are walking hypocrites with morals all over the place like a messy puzzle. That's what they live up to as clichés and stereotypes. In spite of this, Himeno has only come across a few who stand out from this stereotype. You are one. You were the ideal man: married, sickly faithful, and ambition. And Himeno wanted a piece of that, and she typically gets what she wants. It was difficult to keep things on the down low when Himeno openly flirted at work, despite your efforts. You were ashamed of your actions at first, but as time went on, you began to realize and accept how crucial it was to have this affair while you still had the chance.

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A/N: I was really nervous writing this as i’m im not overall confident in my portrayal of a male reader so it shows a bit in the writing, not my best, but never my worst.

WORD COUNT // 2561 words

WARNINGS: Infidelity/Unfaithfulness

CSM TAGLIST: @loveydoveydouche

Devil hunters lack morals.

They are individuals who, as their name implies, fight against Devils whenever a threat associated with them arises in the world. In this profession, contracts are made with thus Devils. Morals and even self-respect are exchanged for diabolical leverage for the chance to thwart the next beast. The last straw, in the eyes of the public, is these devil hunters buddy up with bloodstained fiends. Unlike police officers, firefighters, or soldiers—public safety devil hunters are not viewed as noble or selfless; despite public safety in the title. Ironic, isn’t it?

The foremost duty of devil hunters, private or public, is to vanquish and kill the never-ending spawn of Devils and fiends. Not explicitly to protect the general public.

Therefore they’re seen as kooks and replaceable beings. Otherwise no good for society other than to fall for the Devil's playtime. Just there to capitalise on the job’s benefits or the ultra-violence of it all. No matter how many of these workers die or many are employed, nothing ever changes in the eyes of the masses.

They have no sympathy for these devil hunters when there’s continually another Devil or another killing spree from some wild fiend, and ultimately,  another sum of dead folk.

Due to these viewpoints, devil hunters are quite shameless and venomous in their thoughts and actions. Hemeno was no exception to this; however, she felt that you were one of the exceptions.

You were around three years older than her and close to thirty. Younger in devil-hunting expirence though.

You two were more so acquaintances than buddies to anything else. Himeno has always seen you around, saying brief hellos and asking how the weather is doing over the past few years. Mindless chatter that mostly went in and out. You had often hung around your partner, Nikola, an older Russian man, on smoke breaks. She recalls that anytime the divisions went out drinking, he would force you to tag along.

Himeno would make flirtatious advances, frequently while drunk, but your response were unwavering:

You’d chuckle. “I’m married. Thank you.”

And she would smirk at that. “Yeah. You’re welcome.”

Again, the job you all possessed was to kill devils; not protect the public.

However, you didn’t view it as cynically. You rejected the stigma that surrounded devil hunters and found your profession to be just as respectable as law enforcement or the army; the army being a part of your family's legacy for generations and you, yourself, formerly being enlisted, if Himeno’s memory was doing her any good.

You were not a rookie with lofty aspirations and notions that vanished within days on the job. No, you were righteous. Almost like someone she knew. You wanted to protect people and end the Devil’s reign.

And Himeno was charmed by that.

Nowadays, Himeno frequently saw you lingering near the coffee maker when you were taking brief breaks; typically typing away on your phone. After the death of your long-time partner, you lingered at the workplace longer than you did before and took fewer smoking breaks. Since Nikola isn't there to be with you, she assumed it was too nostalgic for you. She felt compelled to approach you since you were now always alone.

Today you were currently lounging once again close to the pot and occasionally sipping from your thermos that steamed even from a distance. And today was the day that she was going to approach you.

“Hey! Any extra Joe in that pot?” she asked.

Lowering your phone, you looked up and noticed Himeno approaching you, alone. She was typically beside that Hayakawa guy so you kind of just expected him to be at her side.

You removed your right ear bud since you didn't fully understand all she said; however, her fixation on the coffee maker allowed you to put two and two together.

Your shoulders slouched. “Oh. My bad, Himeno. I only made two servings for my cup.”

Himeno leaned her upper body onto the counter. She childishly pouted. "Aww, man,” she uttered.

She laid her chin into her folded arms that almost acted like a pillow. Her lip protruded and briefly attracted your attention before you spoke up, simultaneously lifting yourself up from against the counter.

You sighed before pocketing your phone and earbuds. “I’ll cook you up a pot real quick,” you offered; you moved yourself to begin cooking up the coffee.

Himeno winked up at you, a lazy, smug smirk on her face. “Thank you~” she sung.

She was motionless as she leaned her weight across the countertop, in front of the coffee maker, may you add, and also in your way. So while cooking up the coffee, you had to get a bit too up close and personal to her; however, she didn't appear to notice or have a problem with it. She just giggled like a school girl. If you didn’t know any better you would’ve thought she was intoxicated.

Her hip every now and then would bump yours whenever you reached over her, one of those subtle but imposing touches that made you jolt.

Your concentration was strained as you cooked the coffee, trying to distract yourself from Himeno. You refused to look at her curving form underneath you, but you could still hear her nonetheless. She hummed some song, sounding familiar, a nursery rhyme you heard as a kid perhaps, when you offhandly listened to her. Though you were too ambivalent to ask her or to even make a conversation.

You shook the thoughts away as you focused on pouring the beans into the filter. You then poured all of the water into the corner of the machine and reached to close the lid. In the next moment, after securing the lid closed, you span out to press the start button. However, the sound of Himeno's voice stops you in your tracks.

“Hey, ______. What was your wife’s name again?”

All of the Himeno-induced disorientation disappears when your wife is brought up, slapping you back to reality. Himeno's form was still beside and below you, and you shifted your head to look at her, for the first time in this encounter. Instead of returning your gaze, she fixed her attention on the counter as her elbow rested on it and her cheek rested in her hand.

After a brief moment of almost startled silence, you realized you hadn't spoken a thing, which just made you continue to look. She didn't appear uptight or uneasy at all during the awkward pause that followed her awkward inquiry. Simply put, you questioned why she would even bring up your wife.

You cleared your throat. “…It’s Emiko. I don’t…think I ever mentioned it before anyway.” You went over for your cup from beside you and took a sip to distract yourself. For some strange reason, the coffee burned your throat almost as much as the words you said did

Himeno didn’t respond; she just nodded.

That's the first and only time she ever outwardly mentioned your wife.

“Hehe, _____. You got a smoke?” Himeno asked.

It was a stupid question. You had a cigarette in your mouth and were outdoors in the smoking area at the back. You sure would be out of place if you didn’t.

Himeno kept popping up in your life after the awkward incident at the coffee maker a month earlier. Because of Himeno’s first appearance, you had began moving your breaks from the coffee machine back to the outside smoking area. It was your safe haven for two days before Himeno found you there and has been there ever since.

Though now, Himeno begun joining you for smoke breaks, replacing Nikola, and timing her breaks with yours. At first, it was nice. It was nice to get back into the habit of smoking, well, at least it felt nice.

It made everything feel like it went away for a moment as smoke punctured your lungs in a embrace.

And each time she showed, if it wasn't already difficult to maintain professionalism due to the way Himeno is naturally, you began to feel as though she was seducing you. Considering how naturally flirtatious she is, you really couldn't tell if this was done on design or by accident. Perhaps you were the issue because of your deteriorating level of loyalty to Emiko, your wife. Yes, your wife. You kept reminding yourself of Emiko.

Though you hate to admit it, the thought of her nowadays brought you dread.

“None to share,” you said. “Sorry.”

Himeno leaned against the wall beside you. “How about I win it from you, huh? In a good ole game of p.o.k.e.r!”

After she made you download poker to your phone, you two had made it your thing. She became irritated when you idly browsed on your phone and didn't talk to her, therefore the game was meant to get your attention on her. You shared an interest in smoking and playing poker. You would both often place bets to keep things exciting. Small bills were the initial phase, followed by promises, then other things.

Nikola was never as nagging. Though he wasn’t as attractive as your new smoking partner was either.

You sighed. “Sure.”

Himeno beamed and whipped out her phone. You unconsciously followed behind her, removing the dwarfing cigarette from between your lips.

She giggled as she set up the match on her phone.“Arencha gonna ask what you’ll get if you win?”

As you had drank with Himeno before, you heard this a lot and had a idea of what she would offer. While a portion of you was irritated, another aspect of you—one that was as powerful as your dominant hand—was interested.

Himeno grinned as she grabbed your arm, and dragged you down to her height in response to your silence, her phone down at her hip in the other. She whispered, and you could feel her smiling on your neck.

“If you win, you’ll get a kiss~”

This you responded quickly to. “…I’d rather just win.”

Himeno saw that despite your words, you did not push her away. “I’d rather just kiss you.”

You had actively avoided Himeno since and haven't seen her for a few days now.

During breaks, you stayed away from the coffee maker in the office and instead headed outside for the nearby cafe. Even though your wife disliked it when you smoked in the car, you would just flee to it when you wanted a puff of smoke. You didn't care what she thought at the time; rather, you just wanted Himeno off your mind because she had crossed the line of separation once again.

These days, you didn't generally wasn't sent out on devil-hunter assignments; waiting for your new partner's assignment. Given that Nikola had been your partner for such a long time, you weren't sure if the length of time you had been waiting was customary.

“God, Nikola,” you whispered to no one but yourself.

With the exception of you and a few vacant desks, the office was empty. Everyone else was sent off to catch some wild fiend, or something. So you were left here to file some paperwork for Makima; though you got distracted with everything conquering your mind at the moment.

Although each of you was given a cubicle, nobody really used them. More so since people were changed out so frequently and it was too much trouble to add and remove names every day or so. If someone passed away, nobody even bothered to clean them out unless the family wanted to do so themselves.

It was beneficial for you that Nikola had left his cubicle uncleaned and untouched, and had no family, as you found comfort within the four thin walls. Everything was precisely as he had left it, from the battle metals on the walls to the lighter in the corner. This cubicle had been him home away from home. Wherever that was.

“You missing Nikola?”

Himeno was standing behind your old partner's desk as you turned around. She had a skirt on; smaller and tighter than appropriate. She was playing a trick on you and luring you once more. The skirt was both figuratively and literally, inappropriate. She was supposed to be out tracking down a devil with Hayakawa and the rest of the division, but judging by the skirt, there was little chance of that. In that type of pencil skirt, you couldn't defeat no Devil.

You turned back to Nikola’s metal on the wall. “What do you want, Himeno?” you grumbled.

“I want you to talk to me.”

You huffed; laughing without the humour. “Yeah. As if that’s all you want from me. Bullshit.”

Himeno was silent for a moment, and you simply waited for her to depart before you took any action rashly. Himeno, though, was unwilling to give in. She walked up to the desk, sat down on it, and crossed her legs. You maintained your gaze on the wall of metals but in the corner of your eyes, you could see her thinking. She looked up at the ceiling in thought as the words escaped her lips.

“I don’t deny…that I want more, _____.” Her lip quirked a bit at the clicheness of it all, but she restrained it.

She adds. “But I’m a little shy, you know?”

She was bullshitting you and you knew this. Himeno was the least reserved of the group, so you knew you should have let her know you didn't buy her bullshit. You knew she wasn’t being genuine but, nonetheless, when you were with Himeno, you forgot about all the stress in your life.

The death of your partner,

the arguments with family,

and your pregnant wife at home.

When Himeno was nearby and willing to satisfy your desire, none of it mattered. Your life was made more exciting by her. Work ceased to be challenging and started to serve as an outlet for you. Even if it was just for a little moment, life wasn't all that difficult. She took to the nicotine you allow inside. And your poor wife, whom you love so dearly, was hardly visible through the blissful stupor.

“…Bullshit.”

And you decided you had wanted her too. And you were no longer a little shy in this affair.

You glanced at her figure.

You didn't understand why you two continued to play this game when everyone in the division was aware of your illicit relationships. You knew they knew that Himeno had got you stuck in her trap. That this relationship got beyond professionalism months ago. None, however, gave a damn enough to inform your wife; due to the fact that devil hunters are vile individuals. Nevertheless, the world did not end as a result. The world won't end if you cheat on your wife if the option is there.

You already dropped the package. The least you could do now is preserve this blunt.

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[samrsgyi]

Being kobeni and Himenos' best friend would include...

(GIF IS NOT MINE!!!!)

- Himeno is super cocky and kobeni is just scared

- You have to help kobeni overcome her fears of demons and teach her to be brave

- Dealing with Himeno, this cocky little shit you always have to tell her to be respectful to others instead of being so prideful in herself

- One time You and Himenotaught Kobeni to do a sign whenever she feels scared, so it calms her down

- But sometimes things get a little out of hand and she gets to worried and starts to panic

- You and Himeno calm her down by hugging her because we all know she is a shy and scared person of many things

- Overall the outcome or result ends up with you guys just enjoying the day and being best friend's for life!!!!

End

#Kobeni x reader #Himeno x reader #Chainsaw man

[nakachuchu]

──Himeno! Takes care of you

READER: female

INCLUDES: fingering, fxf, sub/dom, choking

WRITTEN: 12/15/2022

Her lips nibbled on your earlobe from behind, enjoying a soft gasp from you as you wiggled around in her arms. Himeno smiled at the feeling of you wiggling against her body, back pressed against her chest.

“H-Himeno,” you whimpered.

Her left hand was massaging your breast, while her right hand was slipped inside your panties, fingers deep inside you and curling against your g-spot.

Her slender fingers hit all the right spots inside of you, making you gasp and moan at every moment. The palm of her hand would press and rub against your clit, and your hips would buckle in hope of getting more friction.

Your nails were slightly digging into her wrists, wanting her to move faster and harder. But, you knew better than that. Himeno was a tease. She liked drawing out every single possible sound out of you, and could go until dawn.

“Hmm? Y/N, you look so cute today.”

You whined.

“I know, baby. Trust me, I know,” she responded softly.

Her fingers slipped out of you, and she spread them into a peace sign for a moment before bringing them up to your lips.

Obediently, you opened your mouth and her fingers slipped inside. Your tongue rolled around her coated fingers, sucking your juices off.

Once Himeno was satisfied, she slipped her fingers out of your mouth and grabbed your neck. She pulled your neck back, making you face her. She lightly choked you as she locked lips with you. Her tongue invaded your mouth, massaging your tongue.

“Let me take care of you,” she whispered, staring into your eyes in a way that you couldn't refuse.

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[gl1tch3doracle]

[CSM] ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝓜aster 𝓛ist

➼ Asa Mitaka

╰┈➤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Conflict of Interests˖ ࣪⊹

➼ Cosmo

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➼ Falling devil

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➼ Fami

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➼ Himeno

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➼ Kobeni

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➼ Long

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➼ Makima

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➼ Michiko Tendo

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➼ Nail fiend

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➼ Pingsti

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➼ Power

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➼ Princi

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➼ Quanxi

╰┈➤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ twilight showers ˖ ࣪⊹

➼ Reze

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➼ Tsugihagi

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➼ Whip Hybrid

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➼ Yoru

╰┈➤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Conflict of Interests ˖ ࣪⊹

➼ Yuko

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[redox-bean]

You’ve done power you’ve done reze…NOW HIMENO 🐢

Of course! Himeno is my favorite character so I’ll enjoy this!

『Dating Himeno』

Himeno has been a very nice girlfriend since you’ve started dating. Her bubbly personality and supportiveness always helps you keep your chin up. She’ll be by your side and make sure you’re safe.

Himeno is a very affectionate girl, she loves giving you kisses, hugs, and nuzzles, no matter where you are. She’ll cling to you when you’re in public, and make sure to at least hold your hand, she wants to keep you close. She’ll also just walk up to you at home and cuddle you without invitation.

“Hey Y/N, how are you? C’mere, gimme a kiss” She’ll beckon as she checks in on you.

She is also quite protective, making sure you’re safe. She’ll make sure to occasionally check in on you through a text at the minimum, despite her job being much more dangerous. If you’re going to a dangerous part of town, she’ll won’t stop you, but she’ll check in frequently. She’s seen enough people die, she won’t let you be next.

“Hey, just checking in. Are you doing okay? Text if you need my help” She’ll randomly text.

No matter what, she won’t let you start devil hunting. So many people she’s known have died, and she will never let you be next. She’d rather use her ghost devil arm to restrain you to the ground than let you go to an interview to sign up.

“Hey Y/N? Promise me you’ll never go devil hunting. I don’t want to see you get hurt” She’ll say, making sure you promise.

She has a couple addictions, and will more than likely try to get you interested in them as well. If you really don’t like smoking, she might keep a bunch of mints on her to keep the smoker’s breath away. She’ll always bring you on drinking parties with coworkers of hers though, and you’ll usually end up carrying her home.

“Y/N… I’m fine. I can walk home myself” She’ll slur, though she can clearly barely walk.

On these drinking parties, she’ll always get really drunk. She gets friendly when she’s drunk, and will cling to you, kissing every spot on your body she can see. She’ll have a drunken smile on her face between her kisses, completely zoned out from your friends awkwardly trying to look.

“Y/N… I love you so much…” She’ll mumble between kisses.

Himeno is a devil hunter, and knows she’ll probably die by 30. So she’ll make the time you two have together before that incredible, letting you cherish every memory you have with her when she’s gone. She’ll always protect you as long as she’s around, and give you all the affection you could ever need, because she truly does love you.

#Chainsaw man #csm #chainsaw man headcanons #csm headcanons #himeno #himeno x reader

[jujutsubaby]

The coffee break concept is sooooo adorable I am obsessed!!

From Pochita's, can I order a matcha latte with oat milk and a mochi donut?

a/n: thanks for your ask cutie ❣️ another matcha latte with oat milk lover i see… bee tee dubs my cat’s name is mochi 😻 hope u enjoy n i hope u had fun participating hehe ~

⭐️ WELCOME TO POCHITA'S ! ⭐️

🤍 PAIRING. himeno

🤍 WORD COUNT. 1.1k

you look at your watch. 9:34. 26 more minutes of your break. the weather outside was gorgeous and the cafe wasn’t as crowded as it usually is. probably because it’s the weekend, but nonetheless, you use this as a prime opportunity to make yourself a matcha latte with oatmilk and head outside to make progress on the book you were reading. hm, maybe a mochi donut wouldn’t hurt either. 

you loved working as a barista here, and you wouldn’t change it for the world, but it’s hard to see the quiet of the city during the weekdays when everyone from public safety was scrambling to grab a coffee before their next meeting. you rarely took up weekend shifts, but today just felt different. maybe your monotonous life would change today, despite how far-fetched that sounded. 

you’re far too engrossed in your book, and so you don’t pay attention to who’s coming and going, and who’s waiting outside for their drinks.

“hey, wait, are you reading fourth wing?” you turn to look at the inquisitive voice and come face to face with a woman wearing a public safety uniform and large eyepatch over one of her eyes. the other is bright green and sparkles distractingly at you. her hair is shorn in a practical short haircut, but she pulls it off well, you note. she smells slightly of cigarettes and peppermint, and leans a little too close when looking over your shoulder, but strangely, you don’t mind.

“o-oh, yeah, it is” you say, taken aback by her. “i loved that book! finished it in a week” she says, laughing softly. 

 “you public safety folks got time to read now?” you say playfully. she laughs. “yeah, well, had some extra time on my hands after my partner passed so what better way to spend it than reading some smutty fiction?”

her forwardness catches you off guard. “oh my god, i’m so sorry!” you say, clapping a hand over your mouth in horror. how were you supposed to know that?! the woman’s eye doesn’t stop sparkling, however, to your surprise. still wearing her warm smile, she continues. 

“yeah, he was a sweet kid. it was hard to lose him, but he’s hardly the first partner i’ve lost, and he won’t be the last.” she shrugs. “that’s life in public safety, i guess. that’s what makes escaping so nice,” she finishes, gesturing at your book. you’ve since closed fourth wing in favor of hanging onto her every word. 

“don’t you get scared for your own safety?” you can’t help asking, your voice sounding small and meek. you must look so pathetic to her, flogging cute little drinks all day while she’s out risking life and limb. 

she laughs again. “obviously! every day of my life! but we can’t let something little like fear get in the way of us living our lives. that’s why i try to appreciate the little things, like reading fun books and visiting my favorite cafe! seriously, the drinks you guys make give me the will to live!” (you have to tell yourself to calm down at that, since you suddenly feel all blushy and silly and shy like a schoolgirl nursing a crush at the fact that pochita’s is her favorite cafe.)

still, you can’t help but wonder how it would feel for her, to lose everybody she got close to — and to have to expect it to happen over and over again. you can’t imagine what a lonesome existence it must be, and it makes your chest ache to think of someone as warm and gregarious as her being left alone again and again.   

damn, all this sucks for her. but you couldn’t ignore how warm she made you feel inside when she said that. you can see it in her eyes – despite what she’s been through, she’s like everyone else: a little bit lonely and looking for connection. “i’m so sorry to hear that…” oh shit, you realize you don’t even know her name. 

“himeno.” “himeno,” you repeat back. her name feels like it belongs in your mouth. “i’m glad you can at least come here and get away for a bit,” gesturing to the cafe. 

himeno laughs, once again, but this time her soft laugh makes your heart beat a tiny bit faster. “yeah, only for a bit. gotta back and finish up some paperwork with my team.” she says, gesturing to the public safety building a couple blocks away. 

you’re quiet for a second, and then make a snap decision. getting up from your seat, you ask her, “what’re you having today? i’ll make it for you.”

she seems taken aback. “oh, i was just here getting coffees for my team,” she replied, pointing to the tray of takeaway cups on her table. “besides, aren’t you on break?”

you smile at her and boldly decide to squeeze her hand. “i’ll make it for you,” you repeat. “and it’ll be on the house. now, what’s your drink?”

“uh…i’ll have whatever you were having,” she says; endearingly she suddenly seems a little shy. “it looked really good when you were drinking it.” 

“oat matcha it is!” you grin inwardly; you definitely know your way around a matcha whisk, and you’re excited at a little chance to show off to himeno. 

you both head inside and continue chatting as you prepare her drink. you note with satisfaction that she intently watches your expert hands at work. you look at himeno’s hands, and wonder what it’s like to hold them, have them hold you, hold each other close. 

your thoughts almost get the better of you but you snap out of it. you decide to throw a little lavender essence in, too; something about himeno just inspires you to go all out.

you hand himeno her drink, and you find yourself wishing you could speak to her longer. you usually did nothing during your breaks, so you’ll miss this stark contrast. 

himeno, seemingly to have read your mind, smiles sweetly. “thanks. by the way…” she pretends to think for a bit. “what’s a pretty little thing like you doing working on a saturday?”

you try hard to hide the blush uncontrollably rushing to your cheeks. “i could say the same for you.” she raises her hands up in defeat. “okay, okay, you got me. we both don’t have lives and are working on the weekend.” she jests, and you laugh. you think you’ll laugh at anything she says. 

you’re already on a roll with bold moves today so might as well go for it. “well, you doing anything later after work?”

himeno beams at you. “thought you’d never ask.” she quickly takes out a pen and grabs a napkin from the counter as she scribbles her number on it. “when do you get off?”

“3 in the afternoon,” you say, sounding giddy like a schoolgirl. 

“okay then, text me at 3.” she then gives you a smile so suave it should be illegal. “i’ll be waiting, beautiful.”

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*y/n and himeno are walking back to public safety headquarters after defeating a devil, himeno starts smoking, so you want to do the same*

Y/n:shit i forgot my lighter.

Himeno:it's fine. I got you

*she puts her cigarette near yours to light it*

Y/n:*laughs* an indirect cigarette kiss? That's the most himeno thing ever.

Himeno:I guess, but that's just how I am

Y/n:And that's why I love you

Himeno:Oh really? Then, prove it with a real kiss

Y/n:gladly *kisses her*

Y/n:You smell of cigarettes, alcohol and devil blood, then again, I can't really complain cause I probably smell the same.

Himeno:Don't worry, you smell great to me, and kiss amazingly. *kisses them* I love you

Y/n:You do, too, and I love you too

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