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rizsu · 1 year
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sleep huggers analysis very multi-charactered.
sum. how they sleep basically !
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kaveh, denji, ran & megumi
throws on leg over you and wraps an arm on top of you. you're not going ANYWHERE once he has you trapped & wrapped.
sometimes his hand finds itself on your face and you wake up in a panic bc you couldn't breathe but turns out it was just your loving boyfriend suffocating the fuck out of you (lovingly)
likes to play it cool and all dominant talking about being the "big spoon" but ends up face nuzzled in your chest with a smile on his face
scaramouche, aki & rindou
doesn't really fall asleep hugging you but finds himself unconciously dragging you on top of him as if you're a teddy bear.
wakes up confused and is seconds away from pushing whatever is on him but realizes that it's you.
he wakes up randomly in the middle of the night and if you're not on him, he rolls over and pulls you in his arms.
childe, yoshida, sanzu & yuuji
oh you are 100% NOT going anywhere. you can't even turn.
yeah this man sleeps like he's on a MISSION to protect you. what is he dreaming about for him to squeeze you like you're a sponge??
whenever you complain to him he's all like "okay i'm sorry babe. it won't happen again." and then the next night he does the same thing.
acts as if you found another man and left him as a single father when you won't snuggle into his arms.
"what do you mean you're not gonna sleep in my embrace tonight?"
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actuallysaiyan · 1 year
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AGED UP!DENJI
Horny and desperate Denji who doesn't know how to have sex, but he knows it's meant to feel better with someone he knows and understands. So when he meets you, he doesn't really think about it at first. Then the more you become friends and grow closer, the more he realizes his cock is always hard whenever he sees you.
Horny and desperate Denji who jerks off to thoughts of you every. single. night. No exceptions. He needs to drain his balls to the thought of you. They are just so heavy with his cum, and if he doesn't get to jerk off, he'll get cranky. Especially if Power begins teasing him about his little crush on you, which is actually a huge crush.
Horny and desperate Denji who practically cums in his pants the first time you kiss him. It was just a little peck on the lips, and you were blushing when you pulled away. But Denji is ultimately stunned. His cock twitches a few times, literally almost cumming in his pants. But he manages to get everything under control once you actually pull away.
Horny and desperate Denji who starts small by stealing just a pair of your panties. Then it becomes a second pair, and soon it's used pairs. The smell of your cunt is so fucking intoxicating, Denji often finds himself drooling as he strokes his fat and swollen cock as he keeps your panties on his nose.
Horny and desperate Denji who isn't sure where to put his hands when you finally get on your knees to suck him off. You know he's a complete virgin, but you don't care about that. His hands are trembling and he's whining, even though you've only just kissed the tip of his dribbling cock. There's no way in hell he'll even be able to last.
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yuuuhiii · 2 months
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Denji is stupid.
It’s not debatable but rather just known. He knows it too.
Despite that, he tries so so hard in your relationship that it leaves you into a soft mushy mess.
He’s always doing everything he can to make you happy even if it’s a stupid way. God he’d even try cooking your favorite dish, which we all know how that turned out.
And he was so so upset, telling you he knew he didn’t have enough money to buy you your favorite takeout.
On many occasions he lays in your arms. Even though this was his dream, all he wanted. He feels so undeserving of it.
“Y’know you deserve better right? Dunno why yer with me.” He’d mumble into your shirt, drawing circles over your stomach.
“Even though you deserve the whole fuckin world, I don’t want you to leave me.”
Maybe it’s a little stupid to him, since he never cries but he does. He tears up at the thought of you leaving him.
He honestly doesn’t think he could let another good thing, good person, like you leave his life. So many people come and go and he’ll never understand why they just can’t stay.
However you reassure him that you will, no matter what. He tells himself he shouldn’t believe you, that he shouldn’t get so attached, but your words feel different, you’re different.
You’re the stability he needs in his life. Maybe Denji doesn’t get the whole gist of what a relationship is or little alone love. Yet he knows he felt something special for you when he knew he didn’t wanna be with you just for your body.
Maybe it’s a little fucked up but he sure as hell wasn’t thinking with his dick anymore. He wanted , craved and needed your love.
What you made him feel, he couldn’t even put in to words he just knew that he never wanted to go away.
Denji loves in a weird way, because he was never shown properly. He’s terrible at compliments. He’s usually just very blunt and maybe a little awkward. But he makes it all up with his creative date ideas.
Even though it’s more on the budget you never cared. You bet your ass he’s breaking his back to earn every single penny to at least pay for your food or satisfy you.
He wants to kiss you so bad when you offer to pay for his food since he paid for yours. He’s not used to being pampered or coddled.
Cuddling with you anytime or anywhere is his Roman Empire. He loves your kisses too, he gets so needy and loves your lips so much they always turn into makeout sessions. However it usually ends with him a flushing mess with his face shoved in your neck. Mumbling to you that he isn’t ready to go any further.
You loved that even if he wasn’t so good with his words, he’d always find a way to speak his mind. He’s so used to being taken advantage of and well, used, that you’ve had to encourage him many times to put in his thoughts or give his thoughts on anything.
You make him feel so heard and so validated it makes him cry. Unbeknownst to you, when you’re soundly asleep, one of the rare times that he’s holding you.
He sobs with you in his arms because he truly can’t believe you’ve chosen him. This broken dumb boy to love and cherish.
All of it is always to overwhelming for him but he loves it all.
He loves you.
Denji is stupid.
But his big and good heart makes up for it all.
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24hlevi · 3 months
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(。>‿<。 )I feel so shy to even ask this haha! Can you do one with Denji confessing his love for 'reader'?
of course! do not feel shy to request, because i will almost always respond! i love denji so much so thank you for requesting 🫶
also im sorry how short these are :(
— How Denji Would Confess
denji (chainsaw man) x gn!reader
warnings: none!
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- okay so let's say this takes place after the events of reze and makima, so basing it in part 2 of the manga, he would be incredibly nervous to confess his feelings to you
- it seems like every time he likes someone, he ends up getting almost killed, they get killed, or something terrible either way
- so he would be terrified of even thinking of saying that he has feelings for you
- denji would likely try to avoid you at all costs thinking his crush on you would go away if he didn't see you as often, that obviously doesn't work
- so he tries to show his feelings for you by his actions, and even though he's a nervous wreck doing anything around you, you still don't understand what he's doing
- if it continues on for a few months that you don't realize then denji will pull you aside, likely with some flowers in his hands and just shove them into your hands looking down at the ground and talking so fast you can barely catch his confession
- he wrote down what to say on his hand but he was sweating so much it got smeared and he couldn't read most of it so he just ranted for a few minutes
- needless to say he was incredibly shocked when you said you liked him too, and he looked at you with wide eyes, not believing it
- you give him a quick kiss on his cheek and he swears he almost dropped dead at that exact moment, his face heating up bright red as he stuttered out a "you do?"
- poor boy was so nervous you would reject him :(
- but he did pick your favorite flowers that he somehow remembered you say one time and even though he stole them from the store he was so happy that you liked them
- denji would then ask you out on a date, he doesn't know where cause honestly he didn't think he'd make it this far but he doesn't want you to meet nayuta yet so probably someplace else
- he's grinning like an idiot though when you grab his hand and start walking with him telling him how you were confused by his previous actions but that it makes sense now
- if you don't know he's chainsaw man, he'll tell you right then and there out of worry that someone will try to kill you for being with him, and he will make sure nothing happens to you no matter what
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yakulin · 7 months
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Denji groaned as he stretched his arms while he walked alongside you, “Tough job?” You asked and he hummed in response. His arms soon wrapped around your body as he hugged you from behind, his face buried into the corner of your neck. The two of you stopped walking.
It was dark out, the cool breeze touching his warm skin. You tapped his hand that laid right above your chest, “We need to get home.. or well at least you do. You know how Aki acts when your late for your curfew” you stated.
“I don’t care about Aki, plus I’m not a kid! I don’t need to be following some stupid curfew” He whined, hugging you closer to him. So close that when you began to walk you could barely take a few steps before he’d forcefully stop you.
“Denji” you spoke up, he let out a whine before letting you go. “Thank yo- !!” Denji kicked the back of your leg causing you to fall, although he was quick to catch you into his hands. He laughed obnoxiously as he held you bridal style, “You should’ve seen your face!!” He said through laughs
“That wasn’t funny!” You replied, red from embarrassment. “Hell yeah it was!”
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ghibliwatcher · 1 year
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Can we get more yandere Denji???
INDEED YOU CAN!!!
Denji as your boyfriend | Yandere Denji x reader pt.2
Warning: Might be inaccurate, possessive Denji
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Congrats! You both like each other and have made it official!
Spending time w/ a clingy Denji can get infuriating, but you loved him nonetheless
First time cuddling was suffocating, since he would stuff his face into your chest (which left you incredibly flustered)
“Denji…your face is smothering my chest…” You muttered, your cheeks heating up as Denji pulled you closer.
“Good.” His voice was muffled while smushing his face into your chest deeper.
YOU GUYS HOLD HANDS 24/7 BC DENJI CAN’T GET ENOUGH OF YOU
You would assume that your boyfriend is touch starved (and would happily provide him lots of affection)
Denji would always look at you as if you were an angel descended from heaven. He wondered how in THE WORLD he got such a beloved partner like you ❤️
You also hung out with Power now that you and Denji had gotten closer. But Denji would always try to steal you away from Power because he thought you would leave him.
“Why were you hanging out with Power and not me…?” Denki’s face pouted as he put his chin onto your chest, his puppy eyes gazing up into yours.
You sweatdropped at his reaction but kissed on top of his head. “We were just hanging out Denji, no need to worry. I’ll never leave you.”
You got him wrapped up in your little finger. You honestly could imagine him having a dog tail and it would constantly wag around you all the time
But all good things eventually must come to an end. Makima had found out your relationship with Denji and she was NOT happy. She had thought you would only get together and you would view him as a lower being, a pet, but that wasn’t the case.
While you and Denji walked down the street holding hand in hand, you managed to bumped into Makima.
You knew you were dead once you saw Makima’s spiraling eyes boring deep into yours.
Denji looked at you two confused. “Ms. Makima, what are you doing here? Do you need something?”
You knew you were absolutely in deep trouble as Makima’s eyes slid over to Denji’s. The woman provided a cute smile to charm the boy, but he appeared to be unfazed and stood his ground while tightening his hold on you.
Makima answered, “I just need to borrow [Name] for a sec, surely you won’t mind?”
You were about to respond but Denji beat you to it. “We’re sorta busy right now Ms. Makima.” He indicated that you literally had a date going on. You were pretty sure you dug up your grave once you saw Makima’s faltering smile.
Although she appeared to be faltering, Makima gave you two a closed eye smile. “Of course, what I was thinking? You both should continue your date, I deeply apologize.” She swiftly but quietly left the scene.
Denji let out a whine, snuggling his head into the crevice of your neck, “Why did she have to interrupt our dateeee…I swear if anyone else is going to intervene I will gladly bash them.”
You smiled nervously while trying to comfort your boyfriend. He really seemed like a violent puppy.
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jinwoosungs · 1 year
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{ 89 }
OK overture.
denji x fem.reader
10 stages of love
{ but i'm not dead yet, so i guess i'll be alright. }
1. first sight
you weren't expecting your life as a university student to be so damn difficult or boring. barely twenty years old, you had high hopes of experiencing the exciting kind of life, filled with parties and study dates with friends, maybe even meet a cute guy or two.
yet sadly for you, you experienced none of those things. instead, your university days were filled with stressful deadlines, abhorrent exams, and late nights spent studying while consuming unhealthy amounts of caffeine pills just to get by.
there was an emptiness felt within the depths of your heart, one that you weren't sure what you could even do to fill it. you truly weren't expecting your life to be so bland, and that more than anything else was what put such a damper on your mood.
unable to take the sight of your plain apartment much longer, you dress in your favorite pair of sweatpants and don a hoodie for warmth, deciding that a trip to the café would cheer you up. perhaps you could buy something warm while filling your stomach with all the pastries you can afford?
just thinking about it all was enough to make your stomach begin to growl, prompting you to quicken your pace. however, there was one tiny little detail you forgot, a devastating trait to have while living in a time where cellphones hadn't become quite as advanced as they were today-
you were hopeless when it came to directions, more often than not, you spent your days getting lost in the midst of the city. hell, if it wasn't for the fact that you took the same train every morning to get to your classes, you'd probably never make it to school, either.
when you thought you recalled where the café was located, you ended up being completely wrong. the constant twists and turns you took leads you to so many dead ends. you were now questioning yourself, really wondering if you could find this damn café after all.
as your wandering takes you to yet another dead-end, this time within the depths of a dark alley, fate seemed cruel enough to play a joke on you. before you could leave, there was a strange sound heard coming from behind you. the sound was wet, being reminiscent of a snail or a slug trailing its slime against the wet pavement while in the rain.
but...no snail or slug could be that big, right? the lighting in the alleyway was dim, with the single overhead light constantly blinking on and off. as you strained your eyes to see what that figure was, you tricked your mind into thinking that it was a dripping wet dog, whimpering because it had accidentally fallen into a river or some puddle.
filled with both a curiosity and a desire to help the mutt, you step closer to the hulking figure. "hey buddy, it's going to be okay. are you-"
you trail off, becoming frozen on the spot when the sudden stench hits you, like rotting flesh and decay. instinctively, you cover your mouth with both hands, but the memory of such a powerful stench was enough to make you gag. it was at that exact moment the figure reveals itself, finally coming into the light as you could merely see a blob the color of mud. its eyes and mouth kept sliding off its face, further fueling your anxieties as you were positive witnessing something so horrifying would forever taint your very memories.
you had come into contact with a devil-
and truly, what shitty luck did you have to warrant such a meeting?
completely frozen on the spot, you felt your body take slow steps away from the nightmarish creature. but unfortunately for you, your flight or fight response was delayed. the moment you took back control of your body, ready to run away when the creature reaches out to you, engulfing you within its foul scent as you struggled to breathe.
"devour, need to devour such a sweet morsel." its voice was guttural, sending shivers down your spine as your body slowly sunk inside a beast, like a body sinking in quicksand.
your scream reverberates across the alleyway, with tears dotting your vision as you reached out your hand as far as you could manage, begging for something, anything to come and save you. the thick and toxic mud ends up overtaking your senses, and before you could lose consciousness while ceasing your breaths-
you felt a hand forcefully pull you out from the devil's grip, its disgusting mud staining at your clothes as you felt globs of it sliding down your body. the slick sensation of the disgusting slime surrounding you makes you feel nauseous as you gag almost immediately, unable to get rid of the scent since it had now completely drenched you.
struggling to get to your feet, you pinch your nose shut to see the sight of your savior standing in front of you. immediately, you felt panicked. this guy was just too lanky, and you could only see his bare back as it faced you. unruly strands of blond hair decorate his head, and you were concerned with how his lanky form stood without fear in front of the poisonous devil. despite how the beast roared at him in anger, the strange man retained his almost nonchalant stance-
that is, until he turns back to face you with a wink and a smirk, "wanna watch me do something cool?"
you weren't given the chance to answer him. all you could see was how he pulled at an odd string settled on the middle of his chest before a chainsaw rips his head in half. letting out a blood curdling scream, you swore you felt as though you were going to faint, your heart caught within the confines of your throat when the man finally reveals himself.
gone were his messy blond locks. all that covered his face was a metal mask with a deadly chainsaw sticking out of it. not only had his head turned into a chainsaw, but the entirety of his arms as well, the deadly blades acting as a shield as he shredded the devil into tiny bits and pieces.
you weren't sure how you were supposed to feel. the more rational part of you knew that you had to feel afraid of this man who clearly had a devil half-
but the stronger part felt more intrigue for him than anything else.
in just mere seconds, the chainsaw man comes out victorious, with his dirty converses standing in the puddle left over from the devil's destruction. once he was sure it was over, the chainsaw man steps closer to you. unsure of why you didn't want to move or run away, you end up standing completely still, allowing him to reach out and touch at your cheek gently with the tip of his chainsaw.
"you're lucky you're so damn cute."
that was all he said in that strange voice of his before jumping away from you, disappearing against one of the rooftops as you felt your legs give away, unable to hold your weight any longer.
with your heart pounding within your chest, not with fear but with excitement, you knew that your first meeting ever with the chainsaw man would forever be imprinted within your memories.
2. introduction
ever since that fateful night when you were saved by chainsaw man himself, you became a tad bit obsessed with him. he was just so cool, so powerful and fearless when he had saved your life. that strange half devil hybrid was the spark you needed in your life, and it was thanks to him that you finally felt so alive- hell, it was because of him that you were still alive.
unfortunately, such a cool meeting came with a heavy price, mainly in the form of how the stench of the toxic devil still remained attached to your body regardless of the sheer number of showers you took whilst lathering copious amounts of body wash on your form. during those first few weeks, you had to cover your scent with a variety of perfumes in hopes of masking the stench of decay left over from that night.
despite the number of complaints your peers told you, telling you that your perfume was overwhelming and headache inducing, you knew that it was better to give them a migraine than make them feel nauseous whenever you were around.
but you digress-
roughly two months had passed, and you were still searching for any signs of the chainsaw man. when you asked around your university questions pertaining to who it might be, no one had a clue what you were talking about. and all the books you read within your university's library spoke little of a human/devil hybrid.
with a sigh, you figured that it was completely hopeless to try and find out anything about your savior. you were quickly becoming dejected now, with no signs of the man with the dirty blond hair anywhere in sight.
not wanting to wallow in your despair for too long, you decide to visit the udon stand settled within close proximity of your university. the owner and cook, recognizing you almost immediately, welcomes you with open arms as he let out a hearty laugh whilst saying your name. "the usual for you?"
"absolutely." taking your spot on the stand, you wait eagerly for your favorite bowl of udon. you kick your legs back and forth with your hands clasped against the table.
you paid no attention to the person that suddenly sat next to you, their proximity completely noticeable when you could feel the right side of your arm touching them. with your faced scrunched up in dismay, you were about to move seats had it not been for the fact that your beef udon had already arrived.
"here ya go, miss! and as always, enjoy!"
"wah! that looks amazing! 'scuse me, sir, but i will definitely have what she's having!"
cue a rich chuckle coming from the owner himself. "absolutely, young man. one beef udon comin' right up!"
you couldn't help but feel slighly annoyed at this man's childish behavior, ready to scold him as the words hung heavy against the tip of your tongue-
but upon seeing him for the first time, you felt them die against your throat. with messy locks of blond hair and eyes the color of smooth, hot chocolate. he was dressed in a jacket and a pair of jeans, but those worn converses were undeniable.
he was the chainsaw man; the same man you had dedicated your time trying to find.
the young man appears nervous from being scrutinized with your wide-eyed gaze, letting out a cough before saying, "uhm, long time no see?"
yet all you could manage was a shaky whisper of this single phrase: "chainsaw-"
but that was all you could say when he immediately places a hand over your mouth, looking panicked while darting his eyes around the area, "please, just call me denji."
3. interaction
"denji?" you test the sound of his name against your lips, repeating it a few times as the boy settled next to you slowly begins to turn pink in response.
"i like it." returning your attention back to the steaming bowl of udon, you grab your chopsticks and clasp your hands together, "thank you for this meal!"
you dig into your bowl of noodles, suddenly not minding denji's close proximity when he receives his own bowl of noodles just minutes later. he repeats your actions before slurping up his own noodles.
you ate in a comfortable silence, neither one of you speaking as you each simply enjoyed the bowl of udon. "you know, you're being kind of rude." denji wasn't facing you when he said that strange phrase.
"oh? and what makes me so rude?" you take casual sips of the broth, looking at the blond expectantly as a sheepish expression paints his features.
"well, you didn't tell me your name yet, and that's kinda what i wanted to know."
"hmm." you lick your lips, the sight of your actions not going unnoticed by denji as his eyes suddenly hones in on your lips. thinking that it was only fair that he know your name as well, you tell it to him and listen when he does the same thing you did with his name.
he repeats the syllables that make up your name a few times before grinning widely at you, "i think i like the sound of it."
you cheeks felt heated, and you continue to eat your bowl of udon, but this time, you could barely taste the deliciousness of the broth and how well it tied the noodles and the beef together. instead, your stomach kept twisting each time you felt denji purposely lean into you whilst enjoying his bowl.
within seconds, he finishes his meal entirely, leaving behind an empty bowl. digging into the pocket of his jeans, he places a few bills against the table, paying for your portion of the meal as well before beckoning you to follow him.
"come on, let's take a walk."
it was as though he put a spell on you, for that was all the urging from denji you needed to follow him wherever he went.
4. attraction
denji was by no means the cute and handsome boy of your dreams. he appeared disheveled, as if that were his fashion statement as he walked with a natural slumped posture. he keeps his hands hidden, buried deep within the confines of his jeans while keeping his gaze focused on the pavement in front of him.
"so you gonna ask me 'bout that night or what?"
his blunt words make you wince in response. "do you actually remember me?"
denji takes a look at you from the corner of his eyes. "hell yeah i do. can't ever forget a cute face like yours." he seems smug then, rubbing at the tip of his nose with the back of his hand all while smirking.
"heh, okay smartass." you purposely run your hip against his, making the smug expression falter as you continued to walk closely beside him.
"how long have you had such powers?"
"uh, since i was seventeen?"
"and how old are you now?"
"twenty."
you giggle, facing him with a smile on your face. "cool, so the chainsaw man is my age."
you continue to walk in silence, and from your periphery, you could see the way denji was turning red with a blush. even the tip of his ears was pink now, and it was truly such an adorable sight.
"so do you go around saving people from devils like a vigilante or something?"
"heh, nope! i only go around saving cute girls like yourself." he gives you another toothy grin, showing you its sharpness while running a hand through his unruly locks of hair. "the goal of it is to have the girl become so in love with me that she takes me back to her place, where she can show her thanks for me by spreading her legs as i lose myself in her."
you could feel your cheeks burn with the audacity of his wishes, trying to hold back your laughter as a snort ends up escaping from your lips. "and how's that working out for you?"
"ugh, terribly. here i am, in my twenties, and i'm still not getting any."
now, you couldn't hold back your laughter any longer as ugly snorts and giggles came out of you. denji was so refreshing to you, with his honesty and bluntness that delighted you in so many ways. you kept on laughing, with your stomach twisting in pain as denji simply stood there, watching you with an unreadable expression on his face.
you didn't know how long you just stood there, laughing like an idiot while in front of denji. finally calming down, you wipe the stray tears from your eyes and give him an apologetic smile. "sorry about that, denji. you're just so funny, so honest with your desires that i couldn't help but laugh at what a total guy you are."
but instead of joining you in your laughter, denji gently reaches out to you, allowing the back of his hand to brush against your cheek when he tells you in a breathless whisper,
"you're so fucking adorable. please, go on a date with me."
5. date
denji is so not your type.
he's definitely not your dream come true.
and to top it all off, he seems so shameless-
so what the hell prompted you to accept his invitation to a date saturday night?
was it due to the fact that he was the chainsaw man you had been searching for? was your intrigue with him due to the fact that he had literally saved your life?
you couldn't say for sure why denji fascinated you, but all you knew was that you were eager to get to know him better. something about him just drew you into him, and more than anything else, denji seemed to be drowning in his own loneliness.
something must have happened in his past, but you didn't dare bring up anything so personal when you've only met him a handful of times.
but you were willing to stick around and try.
with you dressed comfortably for your date with denji, you stand outside of your train station, waiting for him to appear. your eyes kept looking around for any signs of him, and the moment you had your gaze off of the streets was when you felt someone press themselves against your back.
you stiffen, about to scream had it not been for the teasing whisper of your name against your ear, "hey cutie, were you waiting for me?"
"d-denji!" he lets go of you then with a teasing smile on his face. dressed in a shirt and another pair of jeans along with his converses (his signature style, you suppose), he holds up his hands in mock surrender. "my bad my bad, didn't mean to scare ya. let's just get going, okay?"
placing a hand behind your back, he leads you inside the station, finally starting your date you had been anticipating.
6. holding hands
your date with denji ends up being the most fun you've had. he takes you to one of his favorite arcades located in the city, where you spent hours beating each other with the various games. whilst in the arcade, you shared an extra-large pepperoni pizza, laughing at all the funny faces he made and terrible jokes he tells you.
when you had your fill of the arcade, denji takes a hold of all the tickets you had won in combination with his, going up to the gift counter to exchange the tickets for a cute little teddy bear. he shows you the adorable plush, holding on to what looked like a sunflower within its brown paws. your smile couldn't be any wider, accepting the cute plush while giving it several kisses.
meanwhile, denji kept looking at you embracing the teddy bear tightly against your chest. he tries to convince himself that no, he was not getting jealous of some stupid teddy bear-
but ends up failing miserably.
"come on, it looks really nice out tonight. let's go out and admire the stars or something."
taking a hold of one of your hands, he interlocks them together with his fingertips. unconsciously, denji ends up shivering at the contact, swearing that he's never felt a hand so soft before while taking you away from the arcade.
7. first kiss
the teddy bear that denji had gotten for you was still settled safely on your lap as you sat with denji on the water fountain. the gentle gurgle of water was all that was heard as denji kept his gaze at the stars scattered above him.
you were feeling awkward now, pulling at your teddy bear's ears as you tried to find the right words to say to him. with your legs drawn up close to your chest, you sigh and decided that it was best to be honest with him.
"denji?"
"yeah?"
"i ah...i really had a great time with our date. it's been so long since i've been to an arcade, and i loved it."
"hm, that's good."
you shift uncomfortably beside him. "why are you acting like i'm such a nuisance now? didn't you have a good time as well?"
"you bet your cute ass i did."
you ignore his use of profanity at that moment, feeling your frustrations about to reach a boiling point. "then why aren't you acting like you're having a good time?!"
"because i'm consumed with thoughts of wanting to kiss you. but i don't wanna scare you off on our first date."
finally hearing his confession, you look at him to see him glaring at the sky, refusing to meet your gaze. his rough admission causes a surge of warmth to course through your veins, and you could feel yourself swallowing thickly as you tried to find the right words to say.
should i...? or should i not...?
with a sigh, you purposely slide closer to him, allowing your shoulders to meet with his as you rest your head against him. "then why don't you?"
your words causes denji to do a double take, whipping his head around so quickly that you were afraid he was going to break his neck. "w-what?"
"you heard me. i said why don't you kiss me already."
you figured denji would be filled with hot air now, puffing up his chest as he kissed you with confidence-
yet instead, you watch as denji becomes even redder in response. he hides his mouth from your curious gaze with his hand, eyes looking at anything but you.
"denji...?"
"j-just give me a damn minute, okay?! i-i never had a girl i wanted to kiss so badly actually let me kiss her before...!"
ah, so this boy was all bark and no bite after all.
with a smile on your face, you gently place a hand on his chin, forcing him to face you. his eyes appeared so hopeful, so needy for even an ounce of your affections. letting out a sigh of his name, you allow your lips to perfectly slant against his, giving him a kiss denji was sure to cherish for the rest of his life.
8. relationship
you couldn't quite put a label on whatever was going on between you and denji.
all you knew was that he made you happy. his presence measured up to that of the sun itself. despite his gruff language and perverted nature he tries to display, you found that he was so warm and kind. there were different aspects to denji's personality, and little by little, you were certain that you were slowly breaking down his walls.
tonight, denji had suddenly appeared at your apartment during the middle of the night. he looked half-asleep, with the way the dark circles seemed to darken beneath his eyes as his arms hung limply by his sides.
yet the moment he sees you, denji perks up immediately, taking you in his arms as he makes his way to your bedroom. when he lays down, settling you on top of him with your cheek pressed against his chest, you could feel the gentle beatings of his heart.
you felt so soft then, your affections for the man you had quickly grown so attached to-
but did he feel the same way?
you sigh, burying your face within his chest, tracing at the chainsaw cord that served as his means of turning into chainsaw man. denji immediately stops your hands from exploring any further, "no, don't. i don't want you to get hurt."
"what am i to you?" you whisper to him, feeling your insecurities take over as you played with the front of his shirt.
"hah?"
"have you been saving any other cute girls lately?" was the question you end up asking, refusing to meet his confused gaze as you kept the fabric of his shirt clutched tightly in your hand.
denji then takes a hold of your hands, freeing his shirt from their tight grip. you half expected him to leave you right then and there, feeling the tears begin to dot your vision as you fought to keep your breathing even.
you refused to cry, even when denji decides to leave you.
yet he blows all of your expectations out of the water when he clasps your hands together to press a kiss against the back of them. "nah, you're the only cute girl i wanna save."
taking your silence as proof that you had finally calmed down, he adjusts his hold on you so that you now lay within his arms, with his chest pressed against your back. you felt the way his body heat seemed to engulf you, trapping you in a safe cocoon as you smile in response.
"what am i to you?" you ask once more, this time with your voice ringing loud and clear from the confines of your room.
"isn't it obvious?" you feel the way denji lets out an exasperated breath against your hair. "you're my girlfriend, and i couldn't ask for anyone better than you."
9. love
life truly had a sense of humor.
never would you have ever expected to fall in love with someone like denji. when you first met him, he seemed so far away from what you considered your ideal type-
the one that was prim and proper, with an education that matches yours plus having great ambitions.
well, you suppose you could take back that last bit, since denji has shown you that he has plenty of ambition, even if they were a bit misplaced before he met you.
"i used to want to take over the world with my powers, you know? make all of japan bend to my will and get all the women and riches i desired."
he tells you of his dreams one night when you were both cuddling on the couch, watching some boring sitcom that you didn't bother to try and recall the title of. all of your focus was on denji and the way he softly smiled down at you.
"but now, that shit doesn't matter anymore. now that i got you in my arms, i feel as though every single one of my dreams have come true."
with a kiss filled with passion that you didn't even think denji was capable of, he holds you tightly within his arms while conveying all the emotions he held for you. the kiss was successful in taking your very breath away, eyes turning almost hazy with the sheer amount of love you had for the man that held you.
letting out a hoarse whisper of your name, denji rests his forehead against yours before confessing, "i fucking love you. you're everything a sad and pathetic man like me could ever ask for.
that's why, i'm gonna spend the rest of my fucking life protecting you and makin' you happy."
10. commitment
there was no way denji could sleep peacefully, not when he could spend the next hours watching you rest instead.
with a yawn, he carefully sits up from bed, allowing the blankets to slide off his body as he takes this chance to truly admire you. was his behavior a little strange? maybe, but truly, he didn't give a damn.
he finally found what he has always desired; the one thing he has craved for his entire life:
an unconditional love that he knew he would fight and die for. what started as him wanting to save a total babe from distress ends up leading him down the path he has always wanted- a dream come true.
with his right hand, he presses down against his chest where his heart still beat. he was comforted by the fact pochita would always be a part of him, protecting his heart while feeling each ounce of happiness whenever he was by your side.
"we finally did it, pochita. i finally reached my dreams."
when he finally decides to fall back asleep, he ends up bringing your body closer to him. with you now pressed against his bare chest, he could feel you smile in your sleep as you curled yourself even closer to him.
perhaps he should surprise you with that little, black velvet box currently hiding within his drawer in the morning after all.
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a.n. - i have been listening to ajr's -ok overture- on repeat for days now, and the entirety of the song fits denji so well that i had to make this story for him 🥹 this is unedited, but i had such a blast writing it, and i hope you readers enjoyed it, too ♡
all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.
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From Hell and Back (18+ MDNI)
A/N: I decided to do another one since you guys really liked my first smut for Denji. I really tried on this one so I hope this gets likes.
Warnings: NSFW (18+ MDNI), mentions of blood, Denji x Fem!Reader, rough fucking, oral (p in v), unprotected
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Denji just had the worst day in his life, or at least it felt like it was to him. The only way that he can actually "survive" through his days is just thinking about how good it is to come back to his girlfriend.
After 5 minutes of struggling just to get the damn key in and cursing, Denji bursts though the door and collapses on the couch, shoving his face in between the cushions and loudly groaning.
You hear his groaning and come out your shared bedroom, noticing his face in the couch cushions. You sit next to him and rub his shoulder, Denji calms down and starts mumbling sweet nothings about how fucking good your hand feels when you do that from the cushions.
After 10 minutes, Denji sits up on the couch and pulls you close to him, getting his arms underneath your chest and nuzzling his face into your hair, happy that he's finally home with his girlfriend. You can't help but notice his shirt, almost covered in blood.
"Sorry about my shirt", Denji's voice was muffled from having his face in your hair, "I had to go after more devils this time. It was like literal hell for me."
You smirk at that last sentence.
"Do you want me to make you feel better, because I can." You say it like your teasing Denji with it.
Denji looks at you for a mere second before pinning you to the couch, spreading open your legs and scrambling to get his (and your) pants off.
Once his pants were off, Denji immediately gets yours off and slides his dick into your pussy, instantly moaning loudly as he fucked you raw on the couch while roughly thrusting occasionally to keep himself from cumming.
Of course, Denji even had his face buried into the cleavage of the pillowly flesh of your tits. You were a little lucky that you weren't wearing a bra since Denji kept moving, embracing the feeling of being in between your tits.
"Fuck you feel and smell so damn good. . ." Denji coos, clearly enjoying himself and gently kissing your tits.
Having his dick in your pussy and his face in your cleavage, Denji felt like he was in heaven and glad that he survived hell.
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heartsfromjo · 1 year
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★彡 taking care of a sick denji
• so annoying
• whiny & complaining the whole time he’s sick
• doesn’t tell you when he starts feeling sick cause he’s used to taking care of himself
• you wake up to find him sweaty in bed beside you
• when you try bringing down his fever by removing the blankets he has wrapped himself in he’s whining about how mean you are
• hates having a cold cloth on his head, says it feels weird when it’s room temperature so you constantly have to re-wet so it’s cold
• it slides off his forehead and gets your bed covers wet so you have to physically hold it on his head
• will not stop complaining
• he’s cold, he’s hot, his head hurts, he can’t sleep
• he can’t help it though :// and he looks cute pouting so you don’t let the complainants get to you too much
• honestly doesn’t care about getting you sick lmao
• obviously he cares about you, but he’s not thinking straight and wants you close
• will try to kiss you even though he knows he is contagious
• if you tell him to stop he will, though not without a few cranky words
• uses him being sick as an excuse for you to get out of work and cuddle him all day
• the devils can wait, he need you right now
• very restless & gets annoyed when he can’t get comfortable
• starts out in your bed, tossing and turning, trying to sleep then demands a change in scenery so now he’s on the couch
• better for you so you can entertain your self by watching tv while he naps in your lap
• falls asleep quick when you play with his hair
• sleeps better in general when you’re near him
• when he’s sick though he 100% needs you to hold him or he won’t sleep
• so now you have a weird sleep schedule of a normal nights sleep and 3 naps during the day
• when he’s at the peak of his sickness he gets confused a lot
• naps for 10 minutes in the morning & thinks it’s night
• gets mad at you cause he thinks you didn’t feed him lunch
• yes, he still has an appetite for some reason
• but can only keep down bland soups and plain rice
• when he starts getting better he pretends he’s still sick so you can take care of him for longer
• you see through this but let him think he’s clever
• bathing him when he’s sick is a whole event
• doesn’t want to but you force him anyway
• wants you to come in the bath with him but it’s easier to wash him from the outside
• is upset about that for approximately 4 minutes then calms down when you start washing his hair
• closes his eyes and sighs dramatically
• falls asleep in the bath and cue the confusion once more when he wakes up
• relaxes when he sees you watching him with a towel for him in your lap
• you help him dry off and bring him to bed where he tells you how much he loves when you take care of him
• you kiss all over his face and he drifts off, you as well not long after
• overall taking care of sick denji is a little exasperating, but, you get extra cuddle time with him
• when you get his sickness (cause of course you do, he’s been smothering you) he tries his best to take care of you like you did for him
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rivxia · 4 months
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i think denji and power would settle their differences by arm wrestling but aki would get annoyed with how rough they would get so they switched to thumb wars instead
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nejiverse · 10 months
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i read your brother denji hcs and i loved it sm
could you do more with that concept? like denji having pochita alert him if y/n wandered off too far or had gotten themselves hurt? or a scenario where denji introduces y/n to makima, power, or aki (you can pick)
thanks! keep up the great work!!
DENJI AS YOUR BROTHER P2
Im glad a lot of you enjoyed my hcs of older brother denji!! <33For this req I decides to combine both your ideas as one is similar to another req I got!!
cw: nothing much just that it doesn't make sense for Pochita to still be alive since he's in Denji or whatever but I make the rules around here and i say it makes perfect sense 😁
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Denji has literally trained Pochita to alert him whenever something's happened to you or if you've run off too far
Whenever he hears Pochita barking he's instantly thinking of the worst case scenario
He drops everything he's doing in that moment just to check up on you
But this time around, he’s unable to make it to you in time..
Y/n and Denji were gone out doing some grocery shopping, she insisted on coming with him.
"Nii-chan!", she held up a packet of her favourite chips and Denji's shoulder slumped as he let out a sigh...this was one of the reasons he didn't want to bring her.
"Don't we already have that one?", he responded.
"But this one's a different flavour!".
He rolled his eyes playfully before he nodded his head to the shopping basket in his hand, gesturing for her to put it in.
She skipped beside Denji as they walked over to the till along with Pochita.
Y/n looked outside a saw a faint rainbow in the sky, wanting to take a closer look at it. She ran over near the exit of the store, Pochita immediately following after her.
"Hey! Don't wander off too far", Denji shouted. He sighed knowing that his words fell on deaf ears.
She went outside and pulled up the hood of her raincoat as it was still raining a bit. She looked down at her feet and smiled at Pochita.
"You came to see the rainbow too Pochita?", in which she got a bark back as a response.
Her eyes noticed the little puddles on the ground and she decided to make her own little game of hopping over them. She made sure that she was still in line of Denji's vision, something Denji told her to always make sure of...
Until she got distracted by a cat which scurried off into a nearby alleyway. Albeit only catching a glimpse of its tail, she was certain it was a cat.
"Look Pochita! A kitty!", she exclaimed and proceeded to slowly walk into the alley despite Pochita barking at her not to.
It wasn't until she turned the corner that she realised it wasn't a cat at all. She quietly gasped, walking backwards in attempts to leave without the devil noticing her, but she was too late.
The devil made eye contact with her which left her unable to move, little legs trembling with fear.
Pochita barked aggressively at the devil unfortunately, he wasn't much of a threat. He wasn't sure wether to leave Y/n to get Denji, what if something happened to her while he was gone?
The devil hooked its tail around the little girl's ankle, causing her to let out a scream, tears clouding her vision.
Pochita bit at the tail around her leg, but he was only lifted into the air along with the girl.
"Nii-chan!", she sniffed, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Before things could escalate any further, the girl felt her ankle being freed.
"Kon".
Y/n fell into warm arms. She didn't know whose arms they were but she knew they weren't Denji's. Either way she knew they were human arms.
She cried into Aki's chest, said man looking at his red-headed companion at his side.
"What do we do?".
"Well at least coddle the child, she's terrified", Makima suggested.
Aki would be damned if he knew how to do that.
He awkwardly patted the child's back, Makima chuckling lightly to herself.
The two adults turned around to see no other than Denji with his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath.
Y/n lifted her head up from Aki's chest and began to cry even more upon seeing her older brother.
Seeing the devil's corpse on the ground was telltale of what happened and Denji immediately ran over to take Y/n from Aki.
"I'm so sorry Y/n", he cradled her head.
"I-i was scared nii-chan", she wailed.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry I didn't come in time".
"Makima cocked her head to the side.
"I never knew you had a younger sister", she said as Aki nodded in agreement. They certainly didn't pin Denji as the elderly brother type.
Denji raised his brows. "Ah, this is Y/n", he responded.
Denji put Y/n down and she ran over to Pochita, squeezing him in a tight hug. "I'm sorry Pochita I should've listened to you!".
She then wiped her tears and gestured Pochita to follow behind her as she made her way back to Denji’s side.
"You can barely take care of yourself, it's hard to believe you take care of her too", Aki sassed and Denji huffed folding his arms.
Y/n sent Aki her most threatening glare, hugging Denji around his waist. "Don't say that! Denji is the best big brother ever and he buys me lots of things!", she explained.
Denji rubbed the back of his head bashfully. "What can I say? I'm amazing!".
Makima chimed in with her signature grin. “Whatever helps you sleep at night”.
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vynlqwv · 1 year
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Saw your requests were open! Sorry if this is like, cringy? But maybe a denji x reader (ft Nayuta) where denji realizes that he likes reader, and not in a lustful way, like he feels safe around her and all that cute shit he deserves? Thank u!
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"𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵."
a/n : hello!! this is oficially my first ever csm fanfic i've written or you could say firsg ever fanfic that i've made. Please give feedback on what you think about this fic!! Thank you so much for ur request! <3
(WARNING : MANGA SPOILERS!! , insecure denji )
denji x fem! reader
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For all these years, denji felt he was destined to be lonely. All denji wanted is to have a normal life, yet his life even became more ruined after he met makima.
His luck with love is shit, why does every woman that he ever met only wanted his chainsaw heart but not him? what was he lacking that other guys have and he dosen't? is he not good enough? those thoughts run over his head while suddenly, he heard an familliar voice.
"𝙃𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙞, 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮?"
he looked at the direction where the voice came from, it was you. he spoke up and said "oh i'm fine, how is nayuta doing?" he said with a soft voice "she's sleeping soundly with the dogs beside her." y/n said while lowering her head to rest against the glass lining of the balcony.
God, she look so mesmerizing right now. He looked at her and observed her features. "you're really pretty." he musters out, barely audible. "Did you say something, denji?" she lifted her head up from the glass lining to face denji. "N-no! im okay!" he sputters out, embarrased. "Oh crap! i'm gonna get going now denji, it's really getting late and i still have some stuff to do, see you tomorrow! i promise to come over here again! Goodnight denji."
He watches her leave the apartment, was she always this pretty? considering it, she was always there for me even through the rough times that he's been through. Am i inlove? for real this time? i get so shy around her and my heart feels like its about to get out of my chest! god, can a guy ever get a break?
The next day comes by quickly, denji tiredly went to the couch and immidiately rested his head against y/n's shoulder while nayuta is in her lap watching tv together. "Oh hey denji! how was your day at work?" she beamed, eyes lighting up with join seeing him. that has gotta mean somethinf right? does she enjoy talking to me? "it was alright, i tried to do work quickly as possible but those damn devils kept on wasting my time." he sighs as he burries his head in your neck.
"Hey y/n, what do you think of me?" he randomnly says. "What do i think of you? I think of you as a person thats really important to me, i will always tey ti help you no matter what situation in you're in. cause i love you." she says truthfully but she mumbled the last part, hoping he wouldn't hear it.
"You love me?!" he bolts out in surprise, startling a sleeping nayuta.
"i feel the same way y/n, i love you too"
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first fanfic in tumblr ☹️☹️💪💪💯💯
i do not own any of the characters in chainsawman.
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“Trick or treat!” Denji said as he jokingly extended his candy basket. Rolling your eyes with a smile you dropped a handful of chocolates into his basket, a large smile appeared on his face.
“What happened to trick or treating being a stupid thing to do?” You asked. “That was before you told me we got free candy out of it! Trick or treat!” He responded, extending his basket out once again. “It only works once, don’t get greedy” you informed, although he didn’t care, he was quick to take the whole bowl of candy you placed beside you on the kitchen counter. He ran.
Before he was able to get far you pulled at his shirt from his costume, making him fall back. Candy all over the floor, looking up at you like a child caught red handed. “You aren’t slick chainsaw man, now pick the candy up before I decide to not go out trick or treating with you” You warned
He had an upset expression on his face as he pulled at your leg making you fall on top of him, “you’re coming with me whether you like it or not remember? Who’s going to stop me from stealing the candy bowls from every neighborhood?” He asked cheekily.
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batterygarden · 1 year
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Haha would you ever do.. Denji with a Gyaru Gf… haha wouldn’t that be crazy… 👀👀 (turning notifications on)
YES! Denji x gyaru girlfriend.... a lil fluffy drabble
note: I honestly hadn’t heard of a gyaru aesthetic before this ask but it seems very feminine y2k w lots of pink when u look it up! I <3 it, Pls enjoy cutie! ! lil get ready w Denji fic… Also thanks @p00pdev1l for inspiring some of it heehee sending infinite hearts to u!
m.list this is sfw but still no minors on my page pls...
Your perfume. That’s the first thing Denji notices when he walks into your room. It’s sweet and fruity—reminds him of walking by a bakery. Or even one of those fancy beauty stores he’s let you drag him into, was it kush? That can’t be right. LUSH. The smell kinda reminds Denji of that lush store. Or maybe the store reminded him of you since he’s known you longer…
Regardless, it’s nice. Then he always notices the walls, covered in art and cute little decorations, a perfect reflection of your interests. Girly. It’s girly. It feels refreshing compared to his room—not that he doesn’t appreciate his room for what it is. His room is practical, his bed is big enough to comfortably sleep two, there’s a calendar on the wall, he even has a nightstand with a picture of you and him on top. 
His mattress certainly doesn’t have a skirt though. Nor will you find a pretty little vanity next to his closet, or printed curtains over his windows. Your room feels like the type of place where he should be barred entry—a no boys allowed sign would fit perfectly on your door, sealing all pink tidiness inside a safe haven.
So he’s flattered everytime you take him in. Butterflies and everything when you tug his arm through the doorway, guiding him to sit on the bed while you go to grab your speaker. He has to shove stuffed animals out of the way to make room—noting the familiar button-eyed faces, his heart skipping a beat when he sees the giant Kuromi plush he won for you at a fair next to your pillow.  
You turn music on then, playing something lo-fi for the morning, and Denji expects you to continue getting ready—you’re still in your pajamas and fuzzy slippers—but then you’re crawling onto the bed next to him. 
“Good morning, Denji,” you say all sweet, smushing your cheek into his shoulder and wrapping an arm around him. He melts against you while his heart skyrockets.
“G’morning.” He feels your pretty long nails drag up his back the way he likes—the way you know he likes. Suddenly his plans for the day seem unimportant—if he could just lay in your bed while you scratch his back forever he’d be content to never leave. 
He heaves a deep sigh, grabbing one of your squishmellows to lean his head on in his lap. “love when you do that.” 
You giggle and widen the circle you’re drawing over his spine. 
“You love when I claw you?” 
“Mhm.” 
You smile to yourself, running your acrylics over his shirt with a little more pressure for a minute before leaning over to kiss his shoulder blade. 
“Need to finish getting ready.” 
Denji’s eyes open—they’d drifted closed to the feeling of your hands on him—and he sits up with a subtle blush. “‘Course! Finish your makeup or whatever.” 
“Actually my makeup’s already done,” you say, standing in front of him and grabbing his cheeks with your face right in front of his. You close your eyes and turn to show Denji different angles of your masterwork. 
“Woah.” 
Denji would honestly be lying if he said he noticed the carefully applied lines around your eyes before you pointed it out—he’d just thought you looked pretty as always. But now that he’s really looking, he can appreciate how tough it must’ve been to make the lines so straight. He’s thoroughly impressed. 
“I like this part.” He points to his eyes, gesturing to his outer corner to refer to your wings.
“Hehe thank you!” His smile grows at your maintained proximity, his cheeks warming when you plant a little kiss on one of them. 
You frown then, looking at his clean skin where you kissed. 
“Wait, I’m forgetting something.” You turn to rummage through your vanity while floating hearts twinkle around Denji’s head. You pull your pink, bubblegum-flavor lip gloss out of a drawer.
Denji nods knowingly—this is the one makeup item Denji can always recognize, thanks to its ability to grant extra messy kisses. 
“You want some?” You ask with a mischievous grin. 
“You’ll get some on me either way, I hope,” he grumbles. He doesn’t like wearing lip gloss on principle, but for you he’ll tough through it. 
Soon you’re scooting up next to him on the bed, applying a generous amount of product before pressing your lips to Denji’s, careful so you don’t smudge it everywhere. 
When you pull back, he’s wearing a cute expression, trying to pout through a smile. 
“Aww you look so cute!” 
“I better! This stuff’s more pain than it’s worth in my opinion. Leaves ya all sticky.” 
“Whatever, meanie! I like it,” then you’re tugging his hand up towards your closet. “Now help me pick my outfit for the day!” 
HEHE .. i think i can guess who requested this and sending u LOVE baby, i hope ur into it
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dearbaji · 1 year
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Can you imagine the appreciation from Denji when you cook him food and give him a plate to take home? He's torn between eating it as soon as he gets home or saving it forever and ever because no one's ever been this nice to him. He asks if he could come over everyday for a hot meal but you both settle on Sundays and Thursdays. Once he has a favorite food of yours you make that on Sundays and something totally different on Thursdays. You sit and eat together, talk, watch tv, and play games. Those 2 quickly become his favorite days of the week
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