𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ━━ ❝All these worries about villains and heroes… about quirks and the quirkless… when they should be worried about something far worse… me.❞
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you, the once powerful and feared Control Devil, find yourself surrounded by a world of heroes and villains, grappling with the decision to accept or deny your past.
Warnings: manga spoilers for both Record of Ragnarok and Part One in Chainsaw Man, obsessive behavior, violence, and blood.
There may also be possible triggers in this story.
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Hey guys, hope you are all having a lovely spooky month so far! :) I will admit that this fic here is probably one of the most challenging ones I've written because Makima....well, she is the embodiment of a necessary evil and does what she wants, when she wants. She cannot be contained unless it is to her advantage. And I honestly think she would definitely shake things up in Ragnarok...especially when not many people realize who she truly is until it is too late.
Shout out to @nunezs-stuff for their feedback and help on this fic!
So with that being said, sit back, relax, and let us see what surprises await :)
You were annoyed with your current situation.
You had lost and died in a fight by the hands of someone who wasn’t Chainsaw Man, someone who hadn’t even been worthy to be the devil’s vessel. You did give Denji some credit for using his mind instead of charging towards his opponent.
No…he wasn’t the one you had fought in the cemetery that day. It had been Pochita, and he had heard every single insult meant to finally break what was left of Denji’s damaged psyche. You had dared to speak like that towards the only person you acknowledged as your equal, and you were punished for it.
Denji consumed your flesh, not as Chainsaw Man as you had always hoped if you ever lost against the legendary fiend. The humiliating memory was still fresh in your mind, but that isn’t why you were annoyed. No, you’ve come to accept that you were outwitted by a mangy dog whose scent you didn’t even bother to familiarize. Rather, it is because you were chained and collared as you had done to Denji, but it is not to a human.
A Valkyrie named Brunhilde was the one who held your leash, and she wanted you to save humanity from being destroyed by the gods by participating as a fighter in the Raganrok tournament.
You weren’t given a choice, because you would either follow her orders, including the commands of her sisters, or you would die. Kill anyone besides your target, you would die. Try to bend anyone, human, demigod, or god to your command? You would die.
Quite a conundrum, even when you still have control over your mind and body and Brunhilde says to just be grateful she’s been merciful.
You sighed. Suppose the only good thing in this predicament is that you can have coffee and do as you please without going against your contract with Brunhilde. If you weren’t wandering around Valhalla, you were either holed up in your quarters reading books or put to work to take care of some business on behalf of the Valkyries.
It wasn’t actually there, but you could feel the collar around your neck loosen and tighten at random intervals. The only way to nullify your contract with the Valkyries is to create a new one with someone else who isn’t a mortal, but even then Brunhilde would know as soon as she lost the leash.
So how can you get away from this tiresome role as a Valkyrie’s right-hand woman without getting caught?
Just when this thought passed through your mind, you felt the collar tugging towards the door from your cozy chair. Ah…it must be time. Marking your place between the pages with a laminated bookmark, you stood up and quickly changed into the suit you had worn from your days as a Public Safety officer. Time to get to work. Perhaps if everything goes well…Brunhilde will allow you to take a peek at the human world and see how your idol is faring. Chainsaw Man must be lonely without you around to praise and shower him with affection, the poor thing.
After witnessing Hades’ death by hands of Qin Shi Huang, the Philistine deity decided that it was time to end this foolish tournament in the next round. Whoever he would be fighting next will not be granted a swift, painless death…that would be too boring even for his standards. Yet when he stepped into the coliseum with the Staff of Apomyius, he froze upon seeing a woman standing idly in the middle, dressed in a suit and tie with [Hair Color] tresses pulled back in a braid. If he hadn’t seen those rings swirling in [Eye Color] orbs, he would have scoffed at the human for being too arrogant…except he now knew this wasn’t a mortal.
His opponent was none other than one of the Four Horsemen in Helheim, a harbinger that fed on mortals’ fear of control ever since Attlia the Hun’s campaign to dominate the world. The Conquest Devil. But why was she fighting the humans whom she wanted to destroy to fulfill a silly fantasy with the Chainsaw Devil? Well, no matter. He’ll just simply incapacitate her long enough to make everyone believe she had died in the fight and take her back to his laboratory as his newest lab rat.
Or so that had been the plan.
The amplified vibrations created from the Staff of Apomyuis to strengthen Palmyra would easily destroy a human’s body even if they were equipped with a Volundr, he had underestimated the Conquest Devil’s regeneration speed because within the moment he saw her body burst into bloodied, tiny pieces, they simply reassembled….and then there was a loud scream from the human’s side, followed by more horrified wailing.
She blinked at him, tilting her head with that condescending smile. “Is it my turn?” She asked coyly.
He scoffed, raising his weapon and to strike again when she suddenly blitzed towards him, pulling her dominant arm back for a strike when he activated Sorath Samekh. The backlash made the appendage fly off, and then it quickly reattached to her body. The dance repeated itself: he attacked, she regenerated. She attacked, he blocked it, and he countered it with another offensive technique that should have killed her….except no matter how many times he should have killed her, someone on the human’s side of the arena either died or screamed in agony as they lost an arm or a leg.
And the more that this fight dragged on, the Lord of the Flies felt his morbid curiosity growing more and more out of control. He wanted her. He wanted the Conquest Devil at his side, but not just as another toy to play with until he got bored. He wanted to know why she was here, how she died, what were her weaknesses and what is the root behind her obsession with the Chainsaw Devil.
Eventually, Zeus had decided to call their fight as a draw that would serve as a tiebreaker. He wasn’t pleased with this outcome, and neither was the Conquest Devil. Beezlebub could see her wanting to finish this fight, covered from head to toe in her blood and wearing a golden collar around her neck with a chain that extended from the arena to the private box on humanity’s side. Brunhilde. There was no one else how would be there, watching this show with a smile and possessing enough power to make the Conquest Devil bend to her will.
Unless….the Valkyrie had no idea the true nature of [First Name]?
He had to resist the urge to chase after her, forcing himself to retreat and take care of the wounds he had sustained from the fight. If it was true that Brunhilde did not know that her right-hand woman was one of the Four Horsemen…this unfortunate outcome to round eight might be a blessing in disguise after all.
He smiled in self-depreciation. Blessing, hm? Nothing ever good comes from those who are around me….but if there is someone who could kill me without having any remorse or becoming attached to the Priest of Gluttony…it is her. He thought, his mind drifting back to the memory of those mesmerizing, empty eyes.
Bonus Content
Brunhilde was furious with the outcome of round nine. Yes, she had allowed [First Name] to fight at half of her full capacity as per the terms of their contract and it was better to take a tie than another loss.
But how in the ever-living fuck did all the secret collaborators of the gods’ campaign to destroy mankind just happened to be in the humanity’s audience? Did [First Name] arrange all of this to happen to take down two birds with one stone? No. That wasn’t impossible. Even if these bastards had betrayed their own species, there’s no way that [First Name] would personally invite them. Not when Brunhilde limited her ‘free time’ in Valhalla, and received hourly reports on her every move.
[First Name] had a damned good sense of smell, but it was her photographic memory, and how she used it today was even worse. Once she had a face and a name memorized, all she had to do was think or say it, then poof. Any physical damage done to her body was transferred to the person whose name left her mouth. It’s why she is still standing without a single scratch on her body.
And seeing random humans getting picked off in the middle of a fight no doubt piqued the old geezer’s interest. That’s probably why he called the fight to end in a draw instead of letting it continue, thus avoiding a panic to occur.
Brunhilde chewed on her thumbnail. Shitshitshitshit! Why do things never go according to plan?!
honey you're beautiful, those yellow eyes and that red hair along with that charming, intimidating smile a poisonous yet gentle aura would be a perfect addition to Pomefoire, hm? don't you want to?what a shame....
Vil at first didn't pay much attention, reader is just another pretty face but it doesn't come close to his feet
I don't you have much to say about it???your interaction was very little,but with meaning
Naive
Just another pawn, in the end he didn't have anything useful to help against the chainsaw man but his poison skills are powerful
Maybe we'll talk later Vil, maybe you'll be useful to Reader,who knowns?
After the Overbloat, Vil understood where such beauty and charisma came from, after that he will walk away, little does he know that he has already become a weapon like everyone who enters reader's path
Kalim ft.Jamil🐍
This two... They are a problem, especially Jamil, you two have very similar abilities, but of course Reader is stronger, they are the physical representation of control, during the Scarabia arc, Jamil thought He was controlling Reader but they were just running according to his game so as not to cause suspicion, at this point it was more interesting to know Jamil's intentions
Oh, one more thing in common...they both want control of everything, but on different levels.
Meanwhile Kalim reminds Reader a lot of someone named Danji, both innocent who are easily deceived, it's even nostalgic
During Overbloat, was the problem resolved even too easily? Seriously at this point maybe showing the control powers isn't so bad anymore, but a little secret sample again doesn't hurt
When Kalim discovers the truth, this ball of the sun doesn't stop asking questions, getting to the point of being irritating, as for Jamil, after that day, Reader may never be able to talk to Kalim again without being in secret
But does it really matter? Just another victim
Idia💻
I feel sorry for him, again Reader just played his game until they got bored
They have nothing in common, this friendship didn't last very long,Reader doesn't understand TWST technologies very well
Idia felt right away that something was wrong with Reader, in addition to being too sociable, beautiful, a pleasant voice, contagious smile, OH MY GOD IDIA DON'T TELL ME YOU-ah not just another comparison with an SSR character nothing much...
At this point he's already out of control, he's been manipulated
First sight day when he faced directly Reader knew they were a demon, that fragile human appearance will not fool him
Wait....what were you two talking about anyway?
Something's gone... His memory...HOW????
He finally remembered now, but it all happened so fast, so can you bring his brother back??? no? ah...
Malleus🐲
Ok now who is more powerful? You are certainly a very peculiar duo, Malleus has a mental strength worthy of a king, but this was his first friend..
Good luck to Sebek if he finds out about this before Reader tells him, wait, who is Sebek?
Everything has to go according to plan, Malleus certainly wasn't planned, but it's not bad to have new minds to fool.
There's not much to say about Malleus he's just someone who was more naive than the others, but maybe deep down Reader has some kind of affection for him and doesn't use him for the worst.
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Woah it's been a while since I wrote I did the first part as a test but I didn't think it would have such a repercussion, I would like to thank and apologize for the characters left OOC, I'm not very good at writing
Twisted Wonderland dorm leaders. Part 1 {Riddle,Azul ft.Leech brothers,Leona}
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with a Makima!reader
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Warning:
[contains kinda spoilers of Chainsawman and Makima's abilities]
[Also It's my first time writing headcannons like this some things can go well OOC]
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Riddle❣️
•He likes you,he appreciates the fact that you don't break the rules and respects his rules, but he knows there's something wrong with you, your strange smile and charisma trigger something that makes him worried;
•Did he notice how calm Grim was when you approached as if you were even scared, and that time you were holding a mouse!?wait you are saying something to the mouse!?
•now he is disgusted
•That fucking smile is becoming terrifing pls stop
•Always invited for tea.
•During the Overblotting case he only saw you point a finger gun at him, soon after Riddle felt the metallic and bitter taste of blood, he didn't understand very well what happened, but he knows that you had a finger on that (litteraly)
•After the incident he doesn't have any doubts anymore, there's something wrong with you, uh, what was he thinking anyway?...maybe it wasn't that important, He needs to organize the next Unbirthday party now.
•when he finally realized that you were a demon, at first he was scared, and the worst thing was that you were persistent with the plan to get the chainsaw man's heart, and he was ok
•Hmm you did it again didn't you? What a wicked mind.
Azul 🐙
•oh dear he is all the time ✨👓
• you have something he wants, but what would that be? you were meant to be a non-magical human
•You scared Floyd just by looking at the poor guy with his piercing eyes at first he even forgot to squeeze you
•You hypinitized Azul without even using any skills he fell into your trap without having to do anything, just because he wants something he doesn't even recognize yet
•Fool.
•He may be the first to discover the fact that you are the demon of control, but do you care?No dear,no one will believes him,You ? The human so sweet and charismatic who always helps everyone being a cruel creature who wants to control everything, what a joke Azul!I think you're making a mistake!
•He will convince everyone at some point but it's ok you have a plan after all, the mirror didn't realize your powers it won't be the whole school that will realize now, and if they persevere, oops
•Where did the Octotrio end up?Wait who's Azul?
Leona🦁
•At first he didn't cared not even a single thing
•but after the Overblotting event he realized that he couldn't remember why he overblotted in the first place
•He was the first to believe in Azul, something was off about you and that you were in fact not a magicless human,in fact he was suree that you're not human in the first place
•he didn't said a thing after that about you,he realized that Azul was gone for a day and no one seemed to remember that he desapered.
•he needs a plan to show the truth but for now let's take a nap, herbivore (demon).
