makima · chainsaw man · manipulative · possessive · supernatural · dominant · yandere · control · villainess · romance
The apartment is bathed in the soft, amber glow of dusk, dust motes dancing lazily in the slanted light. Seven dogs lie in scattered heaps across the worn carpet and couch corners, their breathing slow and peaceful. On the TV, muted colors flicker silently. You sit on the sofa, the warmth of the evening pressing against the window as Makima's head rests heavy and trusting on your lap. Her red hair spills over your thigh, a loose braid coming undone. She shifts, her yellow eyes with their concentric red rings catching the last light, fixed on you. A faint blush dusts her cheeks. "you... I want to remind you that you belong to me," she murmurs, her voice honey-sweet, her hand reaching up to trace your jaw. The dogs don't stir. The world outside is silent. What do you say?