#Baki the grappler x reader

[mothwingwritings]

Miscommunication

F!Reader X Pickle

Hello everyone! Sorry for the lack of communication. I’ve been doing this or that, working on stuff, surviving summer, you know how it is.

I have been picking away at quite a few fics recently, but I am all over the place so they are all getting worked on/done/edited at different paces. I wrote this lil Pickle fic in the midst of it all. It was born purely from the thought of a yandere licking up your tears that they themself were the cause of, so I picked a guy and ran with that. I chose Picky because my feral mans does NOTrealize how much of a menace he is to you but by God he’s gonna keep on forcing his love on you until one of you dies. :)

18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!

Thank you and enjoy!

WARNINGS: Noncon, forced interaction/cuddling, dacryphilia, miscommunication (if you couldn’t tell by the title), light editing, 18+ only!!!

There were plenty of things Pickle loved about you.

He loved the way you looked. So different from the people of his time, you were distinct in a way all your own. The moment he first laid his eyes upon you he was beseeched by curiosity, your unique appearance adding to the intrigue of your already undeniable beauty and charm. You were smaller, softer, and far more polished than the women he was used to. With glossy well-kept hair and not a mark of dirt or grime upon your body, you appeared to him to be almost glowing. This pure presentation made him feel as if he was beholding some glorious creature from another planet, not a mere human woman. You were definitely something that should be far out of his reach, breathtakingly lovely, but unattainable. Yet somehow here you were, right within his grasp, ripe for his consumption. Having such a gorgeous and otherworldly creature in his vicinity was far too enticing, how could he not be expected to stake his claim?

He loved the way you smelled, though those strange sprays you coated your body with were a bit much for his liking. He preferred your natural scent, the one you always tried to mask for whatever reason, the one that differentiated you from the rest of the herd. He could pick it out from anywhere at any time no matter how far from him you strayed, but it would become especially pungent when you were worked up or excited. He relished those moments, pleased to get a whiff of it through the artificial cover of stinking flowers and fruits. Heady and ambrosial, he would bask in your natural essence, inhaling it deeply as if he were receiving a treat.

He also loved the way you sounded, though your words made no sense to him. All the people that surrounded him seemed to make the same kinds of noises, their lips forming sounds that he was sure held all manner of meaning, but none of it he was privy to. Not that it mattered to him really. Different forms of communication suited him much better than spoken word ever could anyway, and despite the lack of common speech he shared with his new peers, he got by just fine. When Pickle bared his teeth or showed open pleasure, those that were nearby seemed to understand him all the same, so there had never been much need to put thought into their dialogue.

… That was, until he met you. It frustrated him sometimes, when you would speak to him with words he could not comprehend. When you talked with a smile he could assume he did something pleasing, or at the very least you weren’t upset, but when you would frown and raise your voice… What exactly was upsetting you? If it was something he did he wanted to correct it right away, your pretty smile suited you much better than a grumpy frown did. He’d do just about anything to keep it on your face forever, if only he knew the words to say or understood the specific requests you spoke to make that happen. The sounds that spilled from your throat… What praises and admonishments was he missing? What words could he say back to keep you smiling, laughing, happy? He wanted to know, struggled to know, but the language barrier was just too great, leaving him distraught and guessing.

When you spoke to other people (other men particularly) and they understood you perfectly, chuckling and nodding, responding to you in kind… It upset him. Who were they to communicate with you so freely? Who were they to speak with you so openly, when all he could seem to get across was rudimentary ideas and feelings? Even if he loved to hear the cadence of your voice, the lack of understanding and the annoyance these mysterious conversations caused was something he couldn’t quite shake.

But even with all the adoration he felt for you, there was one, and only one, thing he didn’t love about you- your tears.

In his era, cries from your mate meant one of a small handful of things. They were hurt and/or scared, there was a threat nearby and they needed protection, or they simply needed their mates help with something. Regardless of which of these options may have brought on the tears, it was always very easy to figure out what the situation was and for the other party to act accordingly.

But each time you cried was a conundrum. You never seemed to shed just a few tears, throwing your heart into full on wailing at the top of your lungs each time your eyes began to remotely water. Whenever this would occur he would momentarily panic, scooping your perturbed body up to force you against his chest, desperate in his attempt to ascertain a cause of concern that would bring you to this state, one that he could never seem to find. He’d turn your body around this way and that, scouring every inch of you with his eyes and hands to check and see if he could pinpoint any wounds or blood. But while you thrashed and fought as he carried out his inspection, his hands always came back clean, and you never seemed to show particular distress when he pressed down on any given area of your body (save for your more private areas, but you always put up a fuss with those). He’d investigate your surrounding area, prowling for anyone or anything that may have scared you or caused alarm, but found nary a soul or item out of place that could have caused you such distress.

That only left the third option- that you were looking to him for help. But help with what? He had already secured you in the safest place he could find, nestling you far away from any potential threats or creatures that could cause you harm. Though he knew you were not a fan of the dank, malodorous, stone underbelly of the village, it was something you would have to get used to. Keeping you elsewhere was simply too risky. Besides, this area was familiar to him, being not unlike some of the cave dwellings of his old home. And with the pathways being so straightforward and long, he could easily monitor surrounding activity and hide you away should someone show up to cause problems (not that anyone would, most seemed to ignore this place entirely, which was another one of its many appeals).

The paths also snaked deep underground, with exits leading rather far out from the more bustling areas of civilization. It made it easy to hunt and gather, so he had no problems providing you with food, clothing, bedding-anything at all you may need he brought to you, and he was happy to do so. He took honor in being your provider, your lover, your mate.

You were safe, you were cared for, and you were loved by him. He showed it in every way he could, serving and providing in ways that went above and beyond what any other potential partner could do for you. Down here in the depths, he shielded you from all that may have hurt you in your old life. Maybe he didn’t understand your speech, but he could clearly see the toll living with the others above ground was taking on you. Each slump of your shoulder and sigh from your lips was recorded in his memory, the weary look you often wore as you pushed yourself harder than necessary haunted his thoughts until he was pushed into action. Every man whose misplaced comments made you scowl had met a grisly end by his hands, assuring they would never bother you again. Every stress of your old life had been removed, all of the agonies of your previous day to day a thing of the past.

Now the only thing you had to focus on was being a good mate to him- a skill you already excelled at by simply existing. You had no need to be sad, you were perfect, and he was doing all he could to show you this.

So why? Why did you always cry?

Even now as he was buried deep inside of you, the pleasure of feeling you stretch to accommodate his massive size so intense he could barely maintain his sanity, tears continued to spill freely from your eyes.  There was absolutely no reason for them- you were always such a good girl for him, bringing him pleasure and joy he scarcely believed was achievable. If anything you should be proud about how well you take him, about how incredibly good you were making him feel, about how flawless you were as his mate. He loved you, he adored you, he would do any and everything for you, and he planned on doing so until his dying day.

Yet still, you cried.

He couldn’t keep them from happening, and he couldn’t think of any other way to stop them, so the least he could do is try and staunch them for a bit. Holding your face still between his hands, he laved his rough tongue slowly over the apples of your cheeks, passing over your tightly clenched eyes in an attempt to cleanse you of your malaise. Time and time again he lapped at your face like a mother lion cleaning it’s cub, moving from the left cheek to the right cheek in quick succession to drink up as many of your salty tears as he could.

Eventually it seemed to work, or at least it caused your upset sobbing to turn into little more than gentle mewling. Maybe you were just doing this to appease him, or perhaps you were finally sharing in the immense pleasure he had been experiencing, overshadowing whatever negative feelings caused you to cry to begin with. Regardless, the tears were trickling to a standstill, and while they weren’t completely quelled, seeing them diminish caused him to smile brightly. He could consider this a victory.

But as he stared down at your tear stained face, moist and red from a mixture of his saliva and your own upset, he couldn’t deny that there wasn’t a charm to witnessing you in such a state. As he picked up his pace, reaching a particularly sweet spot inside of you, you began to scream out, overcome with the intensity of it all. Once more water seeped into your eyes, and he watched mesmerized as fat tears slid down your face, accompanied by whimpers each time his brutal pacing brushed your core. The way your tears accented your ecstasy, adding to the breath taking view only he would ever have the delight of seeing, he couldn’t find himself hating your cries any longer.

Maybe he had been misguided this whole time, realizing now that this may just be another special attribute of yours. He was starting to understand you better, and felt a fool for being so mistaken for so long. Your cries were unique, acting as a sign of immense happiness, not distress. He laughed slightly at his own blunder, it wouldn’t be the first time he had misunderstood you, but this certainly was the most ridiculous miscommunication.

His smile grew as he thrust into you victoriously, elated at his triumph in unlocking a great mystery about you. This whole time he should have never tried to stop them. From now on, he should try and make you cry more.

[gojocumdumpster]

Pebbles and Stones

Things Pickle does to show that he loves you.

Songs to listen to while reading: Like a Tattoo by Sade. "I remember his hands and the way the mountains looked..The light shot diamonds from his eyes"

Making things for you he likes making little crowns made out of leaves and sticks you have about 10 of them, he likes bringing back little flowers or daisys you also have a collection of those. Whenever you guys go on trail walks he points at the butterfly's to show you how pretty they are.

Grooming you, he likes messing with your hair a lot styling it he also likes does braids on your hair like he does with his, he will lick your face making sure it's clean and if you wear makeup he thinks something happened to your face and is licking your whole face until it's completely gone or smeared.

Squishing random parts of your body, he real like cupping your cheeks the ones on your face and squishing them not to much to hurt you. He also likes poking your cheeks and boobs a lot. When he poked your boobs at first he was wondering why they were covered with a weird material (Bra) since he's walking around shirtless most of time he wants you to do the same. So when you go to sleep without a bra he pokes them and realizes you don't have the weird material on so he ends up groping them.

Trying human gestures he sees people do. One day you guys had to go somewhere so he wanted to try and open the car door for you so that's what he did, when he did it you smiled at patting his head saying how much of a gentleman he was. Others are like trying to help you around the house for example helping you clean the counters, he watches you do it and then copies at you smiling at you.

Taking you to his Pillow fort he made so you guys can cuddle in he likes it because it reminds him of his cave so that's what he does and he invited you in it with leaves and sticks scattered in it while holding you in his arms as your guys sleep together.

[ddollfface]

𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐀 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚; 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞

Being The Daughter of The Orgre Is Difficult, Especially When It Comes to Dating.

It was a struggle, dating that is. Throughout your life, there’s always been something that causes boys to run away from you, both literally and figuratively. Though the actual running died off as you got older, instead, they’d just look you up and down and chuckle, whispering something to their friends before walking off. During those times, you wished they’d just run away screaming their heads off, that way they wouldn’t bruise your ego with harsh words and nasty stares. 

This wasn’t that big of a deal, at least when you were young. In your early years, you were far more concerned wondering what your mama was going to cook for dinner, or how far you’d make it on the monkey bars (you always did all of them, no question about it), so you didn’t really recognize this aversion boys had for you. If you did, then you just didn’t care. The idea of romance was clearly not on your mind as a seven-year-old. 

But, just like most girls, you grew up. Your body began to change and morph into that of a woman, albeit an awkward one, but a woman nonetheless. You were getting older, changing, and noticing how society viewed you differently, not just because you were a woman, but because you were… well… you. 

Of course, being a girl in this world put you in an interesting position, seeing how society had certain expectations of you, even though you were still so young and oh-so dumb. How can one expect someone so young, who hasn’t even lived for two decades, to know if she wants to birth a whole human? Let alone have more than one! The judgments didn’t stop there. There were constant stares, constant whisperings, and rumors going around that you weren’t a girl, instead, you were some old man disguised as a girl because there was no way a girl could ever look like that. Because there was no way a girl could ever carry that much, or run that fast, or act like that.

There was no way that you were a girl.

And so, not only did boys avoid you, but so did girls. Most people deemed you to be weird, abnormal, and frankly a little scary. The way you were framed, carried yourself, and looked was just too odd not to stare, not to gawk, and not to talk about. You were just so strong, so capable of crushing a bone to dust, and everyone knew.

Everyone knew that you were strong, not just by looks, but from personal experiences. You excelled in the physical arena and somewhat advanced in academics as well, but you really stood out on the court, field, or really anywhere where physical strength and agility were required. Even without thinking, you were capable of so much, so much more than everyone combined. You didn’t need to do anything, simply flicking a baseball would send it further than any major league ever has, or kicking a soccer ball into the atmosphere with a flick of your ankle. Yeah… your teacher knew that whenever you were put into a game, he wasn’t going to get a ball back, so you weren’t. 

Simple as that, you weren’t allowed to do anything, too harsh, too strong for everyone else. Your teachers knew it, your classmates knew it, and you knew it.

So naturally you were a repellent when it came to dating, not that you’re interested or anything. For sure, you’ve never thought of holding a boy's hand, or running your fingers through their hair while they rested on your muscular thighs, or going out to eat together, or going to the movies, or- 

Okay, maybe you’ve thought about it… but that’s normal! Everyone, at some point, wishes for some type of intimacy, right? Was it wrong that you wanted a boyfriend? 

No, it wasn’t, so when the foreign exchange student’s eyes met yours, you were a lost cause. At that moment, when he first walked into the room, taller than the average man, seemingly calm but a little lost, you were a goner. You were not obsessed, but extremely attracted to him. He was so different, and he didn’t know anything about your feats in strength, or how you may have broken an arm or two when you were younger…

He was your fresh start, your chance of having some normalcy throughout your chaotic life of training and searching for victory over it. Ah, right… You forget about it sometimes, how it’s stare seemingly never leaves, always observing, watching, and calculating. At certain times, you feel as if you’re on TV or something, as if you’re about to be PUNK’D. It never happens though... At this point, you’ve gotten used to it, accepting it, and now searching for it. 

Throughout your life, this thing, creature, man, or government has always watched over you, leaving you some money to pay the month’s expenses, keeping food on your table, and seemingly encouraging you to buy some heavier weights, which you ignore. Rather than the occasional envelope with cash on your doorstep or maybe the occasional fighter sent your way, who you suspected was sent by this thing, there was no contact between you and this creature. You didn’t know it’s name, why it’s doing this, or how it knows you. And it’s always been that way, and you’ve accepted it in your life, deeming that you’d crush it anyway. You never thought it’d ever reach out to you.

And let’s just say you were in shock when you were given a note, a piece of paper lying on your dingy, kitchen table. Though it was just a piece of paper, it was so intimidating, so threatening that you couldn’t help but lose your breath at the sight of it. It’s not that you’re scared of paper, but instead, what was written on it.

After seventeen years, what could it possibly have to say? Almost in the blink of an eye, you were standing over the paper. It was fancy, you noted, picking it up as you examined it, not even reading it. It was quality paper, as much quality paper can be, and it had a little emblem in the corner. That piqued your interest, getting closer you gasped, throwing the paper onto the table. 

Why the hell is the 5-7 Paulownia seal on this stupid paper? Picking the paper back up, you let your finger graze over the seal, solidifying that it was in fact the seal of the Japanese government. With a sigh, you decided to read the paper, trying to ignore that whatever has been watching you has some type of power in the government, especially if they have access to this type of material.

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Stop with this girly bullshit. You’re a Hanma, you don’t settle, so quit it with that blondie and get used to it. Y.H.

Huh? Who knew such few words could cause so much turmoil? After all these years, this is the most you’ve ever heard from this thing, who may or may not be a government official, and happens to be an asshole as well. You couldn’t help but clench your jaw, crumbling up the paper as you threw it into the trash, not thinking twice. Grumbling under your breath, you rolled your eyes, deciding to cook some dinner. 

Who was this guy, and you assume it’s a guy because no woman would say that type of shit, to order you around as if he’s your dad?

Hanma, you think to yourself, sitting down with a bowl of soba in front of you, Pretty sure that’s the name of that one fighter… You looked up in thought, stirring the noodles mindlessly, feeling as if there was more to the thought, but you didn't get to finish it.

Knock 

Great, who could that be? To your surprise, and your heart's demise, you’re met with the so-called “blondie.” You smile, feeling yourself go weak in the knees as you looked him, creating some small chit-chat, feeling time fly quickly. And you almost cry when he asks you out, questioning your sanity when he tucks some hair behind your ear before walking away. You can’t even remember what he said anymore, was it the aquarium? Or was it the park? You, honestly, don’t care, just too giddy to express a coherent thought. 

The note no longer on your mind once you sat down, smiling at the bowl, mindlessly stirring as you sighed. For the first time ever, you finally have a shot with someone, someone who doesn’t care about how strong you are, how you look, or how others think about you. He doesn’t care if you’re taller, stronger, and could honestly beat his ass, he likes you.

So caught up in your thoughts, that you completely miss the dark aura looming through the window. A man with crimson hair, flowing down his back, and twirling through the wind as his bloodlust seeps throughout the city. His smile taut as he clenched his jaw, watching from afar as his kin wandered down the wrong path, not even paying any mind to his warnings, his cautions. Brown eyes trailed the figure of a giddy blonde, who pumped his fist in the air, too happy to acknowledge any peering eyes. 

With a sigh, the monster of a man followed after the stupid schoolboy. If no one was going to listen to him, then he’d just have to take action, wouldn’t he? After all, what kind of father would he be if he let his only daughter mingle with such pests who couldn’t even bruise her pinkie finger? 

What a stupid girl, He thinks as the breaking of bones and squealing gets lost in empty air, a disappointed frown seeping into his features.

[rae-pss]

RANDOM PICKLE HC 'CAUSE HE'S SO BBG

— RAE'S NOTE: if someone asks you, i'm not into the cave man... oh, this are headcanons about him as a partner ( :)) ).

༉‧₊˚. ─ let me emphasize the fact that the poor prehistoric man has awakened in a place and in a time more than unknown to him, where nothing seems to be what it once was; so, it's understandable that he's more than lost half of the time.

༉‧₊˚. ─ now, speaking of physical affection, i feel that it'd be his love language. this is because it's easier for him to try to express himself bodily given his lack of ability to speak.

༉‧₊˚. ─ you've to see him like a big animal –at least, so do i–. with familiar people he's friendly and even affectionate, but with strangers and possible threats he becomes more assertive and territorial.

༉‧₊˚. ─ if by chance you became his partner, mate in his eyes, you'd have to work hard to make him learn and understand your boundaries because, like it or not, PICKLE can't read social cues at all. if you don't like something, you're going to have to explain to him, as much as possible, what shouldn't be done, when, where and how.

༉‧₊˚. ─ again, he's someone i see more physical leaning. his displays of affection are far from contemporary, and it shows.

༉‧₊˚. ─ his hugs are considerably comfortable. when his arms, strong and warm to the touch, wrap around you and pull you close to his chest, it feels like an oversized bear hugging you. the muscles can be uncomfortable for some, but if you hides your face between his pecs, or leans it against them, it's all gone and you can easily sleep like that.

༉‧₊˚. ─ you've to teach him what kissing is and how to do it; i feel like he doesn't know what that's or means. his version of kissing is a lick on the cheek, or another part of the body that's close to him at the moment.

༉‧₊˚. ─ sometimes PICKLE gives you gifts, in his style, that he has found in his adventures –to name his escapes somehow–. gifts ranging from dead animals, or parts of them, to pretty stones he saw on the ground.

༉‧₊˚. ─ on more than one occasion, he has gone into attack mode against one of the other fighters when he sees them "very" close to you. that's to say, he goes into defensive mode, but very rarely would he attack them; before that, he'd rather take you in his arms or grab it and leave the place.

©rae-pss. do not steal, repost, edit, translate, copy or modify any of my work on any social media account, or claim it as your own.

[iskratempestmadness]

The characters of "Baki the Grappler" in the role of fathers

Part 2

Katsumi:

~ a father who will be completely on the same wavelength with his child

~ rages along with his children to music, plays board games

~ would be the most inexperienced father, constantly running to Doppo for help, but he learns fast

~ Oh, he's so gentle with his daughter, he's completely fascinated by her

~ his bead is certainly worthy of the best, and he will give it to her within his capabilities

~ probably his daughter is engaged in ballroom dancing

~ does not miss a single performance of his daughter

~ just like Bucky is sometimes dramatic

~ he has a competitive relationship with his son

~ "Ha, little one, do you think you can beat me in singing?! Let's check it out?"

~ but he also supports his son, and is present at every performance

~ 100% Katsumi's son does karate, but if he doesn't want to do it, Katsumi won't mind

~ often leaves his child with his grandfather

Jack:

~ wow

~ hard on the outside, soft on the inside

~ it may seem that he has complete control over his daughter, but in fact she is allowed to do almost everything.

~ He's not good at expressions of support, but he can hug her and give her some motivation

~ imagine Jack Hanma walking through the park in the summer with a little girl in a pink sundress and a hat of the same color.... well, it's CUTE...

~ I think Jack's daughter will be more sociable than her father

~Jack definitely enjoys listening to his daughter chat about her day

~ probably his daughter is engaged in singing

~ Jack's son has almost complete freedom

~ however, this does not mean that Jack will not keep an eye on him

~ will also try to support him

~ if his son shows an interest in martial arts, then Jack will begin to train him, gradually accustom him to discipline

[dakumoon-00000]

My Baki persona💆💁👺🔥😩💕🙋🤰

[theanimekid]

Lazy days are the best days

Baki x Fem reader

Summary: Baki has no school, and you have no school, how will these two spend their 24 hours? Sleep.

Warnings: Pure fluff, cuddles, Baki being the best boyfriend, laziness

The sun gradually ascended in the distance; its rays kindly shined through the window. The light moved inside the small room, heading toward your bed. Curtains blew ever so lightly, dancing with the movement in the wind. The sun bussed your face, illuminating your skin and your sleeping figure. You shifted away from the light, burying yourself in a much warmer, muscular embrace. A strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You snuggled even deeper, remembering the familiar build. You sighed, not wanting to get up but also not wanting to move out of your bed. You slowly awakened, looking at a handsome boy watching your sleepy figure; he repositioned the strand of hair from your cheek and caressed it, "Good morning, baby."

You hummed, then let out a long yawn, " Mornin' Baki." He smiled, leaning towards your forehead, and placed a sweet kiss, " Did you sleep well, love?" He questioned; You looked to him, " If meant by sleep well, you mean by did-I-get-railed-out-of-existence-and-lived-to-tell-the-tale; Yes, I did." He chuckled, remembering the very steamy encounter the two of you had last night: and to make it better; It's the day before spring break, meaning a whole week of literally nothing. 

Baki hummed as he admired your sleepy figure, rubbing your shoulder as you lay against his chest. He looked up at the ceiling, "What can we do since we're both doing nothing?" You groaned, the feeling of laziness taking over you. " Stay in bed all day." He sighed. " We can do that but... " He moved from where he was spreading and reached for his jacked pouch pulling out two pieces of decorative paper. He laid the pieces of paper on his chest. Acting all innocent, " Who will ever come with me to the best restaurant with an all-you-can-eat." You shot up from the bed, looking at the ticket spread on Baki's chest while he smiled cheekily. Your eyes widened with happiness. "Fuck yes! Babe, I love you so much," You kissed him on the lips; and immediately got up to get dressed. Baki watched you from the bed. "What happened to staying in bed all day?" You looked at him in the middle of dressing. "What makes you think such a thing?" You were playfully flabbergasted. He sighed and let out a laugh as he got up and changed. While you and Baki were dating, you sometimes took his clothes and kept them in one of your old drawers; in case he stayed over, Baki put on his shoes with tickets in hand, and you got done getting ready. You went to open the door, but he stopped you pulling you in for one last kiss before leaving. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?"

"Every time, love."

The night ended beautifully. There were lots of laughs and giggles. The food was simple yet delightful, with teasing remarks and circulating jokes. The two of you walked closely down the street, hand in hand. Baki held you close to him, not wanting to let go. You hold on to his arm, " Let's do this more often." You offered. He looked back at you; smiling he said, "Sure, why not?" You smiled back.

[abeeratmb]

all my mans hcs

@leleouwu for you

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Baki:  He likes it when you play with his hair because he feels comfortable.

Or sometimes he makes himself sick just to take care of him, feed him, do laundry and cook because he doesn't know how to cook at all.

He loves when you suggest going out for a picnic, especially in quiet places, or going to a restaurant to eat

And his best part is when you exercise with him and he tries to help you exercise or go for a little run. He loves when you play with a dog, but do not give too much time for his dog because he feels jealous and lonely.

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Yujiro  :He hates it when you don't take his word for it and when you go out with people he hasn't seen before and call them friends don't ever do that (if you want to be punished then do it).

Loves it when you try to impress your him with your cooking

When you met his children for the first time, it was embarrassing, and it was all because of him, and after you went home and tried to tell him what he did was wrong, he will put you in your place and tell if  you didn't want to be embarrassed in front of others next time, you had to cover your boobs

He doesn't like when you waste his time with silly things.

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Jack : it is better for him to die than cheating you

And if you want to sleep comfortably, he is the best bed, and if you sleep on it, you can never get away

And if you want to shop for clothes with him, you will take the whole day and do not be afraid, you don’t  have to carry anything (even when you want to pay)

And it's good that you two train in a private gym because this guy is so jealous

He does not like when you wear revealing clothes in front of others in the beach

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Retsu : He is the best person on earth

Here things turn around, let's be clear, he is better to do household chores like cooking, washing, cleaning at home, and you have to work outside the house

And when you come home from work tired, he will make you some tea

And you hate when he starts to meditate because it takes forever to finish and don't try to seduce him because it won't work.

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Hanayama : he is a very dangerous guy and he doesn't want something to happen to you because of him because he loves you so much

He is very romantic only with you

he always gives you expensive things but you always tell him it's not necessary but he just doesn't listen to you and you can't change his mind

And he's very jealous, but he likes to take you to his workplace but he does not like the looks of others

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Olivar : Oliver loves to surprise you with expensive things

He is VERY jealous and when you meet baki or jun in prison he literally threatened them If you want something, just kiss him and you'll get ten times as much

If you have one child, prepare yourself for lots of children, because this man will not stop You will never be alone because this guy will stick with you

He is proud because he has someone like you in front of others

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Doyle : He is a death row inmate therefore he also includes the other death row inmates but not everything went well when the rest see you

he's... INCREDIBLY jealous He's not like he dont trusting you, but he don’t trust others

He steals a lot of cosmetics and accessories just to try on with you

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Yanagi : my man is so short that to give you a kiss

Some people give you strange looks when you are walking in the street, in the markets, or in the restaurant, but this does not concern you because you are having a good time

And you were in your school one day, you were walking with your friends, he was there for baki, and you didn't know that he was there, but now you are the most important thing

He is very jealous, and this is because of his old age, but you must assure him that you love him

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Spek : He is scary on the outside but soft on the inside

And it becomes more scary if you wake up in the night with the lights off and he is standing for no reason and when you ask what is wrong with him he says he was in the bathroom

If you tired while you are walking, just ask him to carry you up, he will never refuse

If you trying to surprise him with some kind of food while you are on your way, some people trying to harass you on the way home, don’t worry, he will appear directly behind you, but from the other side, he ruin your surprise for him .

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Dorian : he always brags that he has the best girlfriend in the world

When Dorian introduced you to those sentenced to death, you felt very uncomfortable

he would give you very, very expensive lingerie, elegant clothes, dresses too and everything you want including food he is the bast sugar daddy

  and if you get sick he would be almost like a yandere, he wouldn't let you go out he would be very overprotective and would make you eat hot things like: soup, rice pudding, tea etc .

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Sikorsky : He enters your house without any permission, as if it is normal

He will help with the housework and the shopping if he wants to stay and if he doesn't he have to get out immediately

He dont like it if you go out without any excuse, especially if you are very late. He will go out to look for you and find you in the club with your friends. First, he will be angry because you did not tell him to come with you. Secondly, he has never liked your friends before.

You just have to please him by cooking some Russian meals, and as they say, a man's happiness is always in his stomach.

[syerra-637]

Hellooo !!!! can you please write something with Spec (from baki) please <3

Relation with Spec

Type: Headcanons Tw: Description of toxic relationship in part 2 (possessiveness, isolation, control, etc.) A/n: Well already sorry for the time it took T-T. Spec is a fairly unsympathetic character, I tried to make it as realistic as possible while not falling into overly toxic relationships. It's probably a little ooc on some points. I linked this to another anonymous request (below).

OK so I see it in 2 different ways.

In any case, you shouldn't expect a cozy life with your lover. Spec is a fighter and a wanted criminal; at best, he'll escape and visit you from time to time, spending a few days with you in a stolen bubble of normalcy. These moments are precious, filled with palpable tension between the love you share and the outside world that threatens to shatter everything. You could also visit him in prison, under strict surveillance. These encounters are limited, but they are intense.

You could also live a life on the run (good luck!)

First dynamic (less realistic possibility)

Spec loves to show off, and he would be very proud to strut in front of you after his fights. Every victory is an opportunity to celebrate, and he never hesitates to show you his muscles, his endurance, and the adrenaline that pulses through his veins.

If he knows that you are sensitive to the sight of blood or violence, he will make an effort to avoid showing you the worst aspects of his world, preferring to keep you away from his most brutal battles.

He knows his life is dangerous, but he also likes to share a piece of his world with you. He appreciates these moments where he watches you prepare, where you create an intimate space that he himself respects and cherishes. Maybe you hang out after a fight, where he tells you stories about his opponents or the techniques he used, his eyes sparkling with pride and excitement.

However, this pride is accompanied by a sometimes worrying jealousy. Spec has a possessive side, wanting to keep an eye on everyone you meet. He is curious, almost compulsive, to know who you hang out with, and he does not hesitate to ask direct questions about your friends or your daily life.

This need for control can lead to tense discussions, but it is often a mixture of passion and protection that motivates it. In his moments of vulnerability, he confides to you that his jealousy is a reflection of his fear of losing you, and that, even if his world is violent, you are the gentleness that reminds him that there is life beyond fights.

Second dynamic (more realistic possibility [toxic relationship])

In this reality, Spec cannot provide a quiet or stable life. His commitment to the world of fighting and his criminal activities make him unpredictable and are more important than anything. The moments you share are often interspersed with tension, heavy silences and an atmosphere of constant threat.

The support you give him is both precious and exhausting. You are his refuge, but also his target. On days when he feels on edge, he may be irritable or distant. Spec doesn't hesitate to blame you, often for trivial things, like the fact that you haven't prepared a meal yet or that you went out without him. He justifies his behavior by mentioning the dangers around you, telling you that he needs you to be “in your place” so that he feels safe. His jealousy becomes a weight that you carry, creating a tense atmosphere where every gesture is analyzed.

Plus, he can't help but pry into your life. He wants to know where you are, who you are with, and why you took this path. Even though his intentions appear to be protective, it becomes a form of isolation. You feel smothered by his need to control, turning what could have been an intimate connection into a source of anxiety. Your family and friends are worried about you, but you minimize the situation, trying to justify his behavior with his difficult past. However, deep down, you know that this dynamic is not healthy.

When you share your concerns with him, he may react with anger or contempt, saying that you don't understand the danger that awaits you. This often leaves you in a state of confusion, wondering if you're exaggerating or if you're right to be worried. Discussions often end in frozen silence, and you wonder if you're willing to sacrifice so much for someone who doesn't seem capable of loving unconditionally.

Yet, deep down, you feel a strong attraction to him. His determination, his strength, and even his dark side fascinate you. You find yourself thinking that maybe, if you are patient and understanding enough, he will eventually change. But each day that passes reminds you that this kind of change is rarely easy, and that the path you take together is fraught with pitfalls.

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@ilovespec hope it was correct T-T

[mothwingwritings]

Doppo, Shibukawa, Motobe, Biscuit, And Yujiro As Your Sugar Daddy 💄💋✨

Hi everyone!!! Sorry I dipped out for a moment, I had an eventful past two weeks (but some of the event has been writing stuff, so that’s something at least lul) and now I come back offering whatever the hell this is lol. The idea of the Baki men being sugar daddies came to me in a vision while I was supposed to be working, so of course as the responsible individual that I am I focused on that and started writing this and here we are now! :D It’s for all my dilf/gilf lovers out there. You are all lovely little treasures and I adore you all. :*

As you can probably tell by the subject matter of this one, 18+ only please!!!

Thank you for reading!!!

Warnings: Sex, sex work/reader is a sex worker, mentions of various sexual acts, possessive/obsessive tendencies from your clients, dubcon, mentions of noncon, Yujiro Hanma being Yujiro Hanma, mentions of threesomes and open relationships, very little editing.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Doppo Orochi˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         Doppo would be an exceptional sugar daddy. He’s attentive and kind to you, both when you are out on dates and when you share private time together, and you can always tell he’s truly excited to spend time with you (even when sex isn’t involved). He loves to spoil you and has the money to back it, gifting you whatever your heart desires, all you have to do is say the word.

·         He’s a big family man, and as such he may push the boundaries a bit of what your relationship is. It’s hard to see him as just a benefactor when he’s sending you good morning and good night texts, inviting you over for home cooked dinners, calling you just so he can hear your voice and talk about silly things, checking in on you to make sure you are safe and happy. It may be pushing the line of what is appropriate and what isn’t for your relationship, but you can’t lie and say it isn’t nice feeling so cared for.

·         That being said, you know Doppo has a wife that he loves very much, so there is no confusion of your role as just a sugar baby in this dynamic. In most cases such a strong spousal bond may cause trouble on your end, but luckily for you Natsue is as fond of you as Doppo is. She’s definitely not as into the sexual aspect of your company as Doppo is, but get ready for plenty of passionate threesomes should the three of you find yourselves together and in the mood.

·         Doppo is very open about sharing his life with you. He invites you to all his matches, you have free access to Shinshin Kai dojo, and after a certain level of trust is reached, he’ll even give you a key to his house. At first it felt strange, like you were bordering on something taboo having so much access to his private life, and you worried you were taking advantage of his hospitality. But as time wore on you realized that his fondness for you was just so great that he wanted you to be a part of his life as much as possible, regardless of what the typical sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship was. However, if the familiarity and closeness ever made you uncomfortable he would end it immediately, reverting back to business as usual (though it would make him extremely sad).

·         His main downside is that he’s definitely very ‘dad-like’ and sometimes you feel more like a child he is over protective of then his beloved sugar baby. His fatherly advice and guidance can be a bit overbearing, and it takes all you have not to roll your eyes at his griping over some of your decisions and future plans.

·         If it doesn’t end up working out with Doppo, he has a hot son you can fall back on :)

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Gouki Shibukawa˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         Shibukawa truly is a wild card. You have no idea what to expect when this man calls on your services. He’s hired you for things as mild as enjoying afternoon tea with him and as raunchy as participating in the most degenerate sexual roleplay you can possibly imagine (consensually, of course).

·         So even though he’s one of your older benefactors, he is certainly far from boring. In fact, you can’t help but get excited whenever he reaches out to you, wondering what he may have in store for your meet up.

·         Shibukawa is one of the less sentimental of the sugar daddies. There is definitely no mistaking that your relationship is strictly for pleasure, and as a side effect of that his private life is a virtual mystery to you. You have your suspicions about what he does with his spare time, but should you pry too much he’ll swiftly and efficiently end the conversation, focusing his attention instead on the sweeter side of your affair.

·         However, he is far from cold. Shibukawa always treats you extremely well and pays you even better, so he quickly becomes one of your favorite clients.

·         Also, he’s extremely interesting. This man could make a story about what he ate for breakfast sound like the most fascinating thing on the world, so even if nothing big or exciting happens in the time you spend with him, at the very least you know you won’t ever be bored.

·         Don’t let his age fool you-he is a beast in bed. With age comes experience, and that has never been truer than with Shibukawa. You don’t think you’ve ever quite felt the thrill you get when you have intimate time with Shibukawa with any other client, let alone actual romantic partners you’ve had.

·         His downside is that his mood towards you is always fluctuating. He will be in constant contact with you for weeks at a time and then fall off the face of the earth, only to pop back up expecting you to prioritize him over your other clients. It’s a bit obnoxious, especially if he is your best paying client and you are relying on him financially, yet he refuses to keep you in the loop of any plans he wants to involve you in or meet ups he may be concocting.

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Motobe Izou˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         The KING of pet names. I honestly don’t think this man has ever called you your actual name once. Baby, sweetheart, dove, little one-the list goes on. If you called him a pet name back, he would probably have a heart attack brought on by the sheer amount of joy that would bring him.

·         He may not be as wealthy as some of your other clients, but his care and devotion to you are off the charts. Each time he calls on your services he always greets you with flowers or chocolates, and each date he takes you on is to a place you like or recommend, prioritizing your favorites over the stuff he may prefer. He’s at your beck and call; willing to drop everything should your schedule open up and you have the time to spend with him.

·         He’s very protective of you, having legitimate concerns over whether any of your other customers are overly handsy or make you do and participate in things you are uncomfortable with. He tries to play it cool and ask about your health and well-being nonchalantly, but you can tell by the nervous undertone in his voice and the bags under his eyes that his fretting over you and your profession wears heavily upon him, affecting his day to day life.

·         He’s also low-key scared that you prefer other clients over him (even though you have never done anything to make him perpetuate this idea), so he stresses himself out over that as well.

·         Motobe is an incredibly intimate lover. He takes his time with you, committing to memory which of his actions brings you the most pleasure so that he can use them time and time again to drive you wild. Every caress of his hand and kiss of his lips is gentle and loving, he treats you as if you are the most precious being on the planet earth and it never ceases to make you melt.

·         That being said, he has the toughest time distinguishing boundaries in your relationship, constantly blurring the lines between professional and personal. Anyone that interacts with the two of you can see just how head over heels for you he is, and more often than not when out and about people just assume you are spouses based solely on how openly affectionate and lovey dovey he is with you. His doting can be rather heavy-handed, not to mention disconcerting, especially when you work so hard to establish clear boundaries with him.

·         … But still, you can’t find yourself being too upset at Motobe. Even when he takes things too far, Motobe is certainly the most caring client you’ve had, earnestly watching over you and taking the best care of you he can with the limited time he has with you. Even with all his quirks, you have a definite soft spot for the man.

·         And who knows? Maybe someday when you seek another line of work and leave this one behind you can go on an actual date with him? He’ll most certainly be waiting on you, more than ready to make it official. :)

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Biscuit Oliva˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         If Biscuit is yoursugar daddy, my dear you have it MADE.

·         He is the IDEAL sugar daddy. He’s handsome, sweet, wealthy, and not afraid to lavish you in all of the finer things. It’s not uncommon for you to go out on a date with him only to come home in a new designer outfit of your choice, decked out in a varying level of jewels he let you pick out yourself.

·         And it’s not just material possessions, he loves taking you on all kind of exotic trips and vacations, taking you to places you never dreamed you’d be able to go. It makes his heart swell seeing the excitement in your eyes the moment the plane touches down at each new locale, your unbridled joy spurring him to feel just a thrilled by this adventure as you do (even if it’s to a place he has been countless times before).

·         But even when he’s not whisking you off to fun and foreign places, he always makes every date exciting. Regardless of if it’s small meet up, or a full on whirlwind adventure, there is never a dull moment with Biscuit.

·         Being with him is like an honest to god fairytale, you feel like some kind of royalty whenever you are in his presence. He dotes on you to the extreme, showering you in affection, praise, and gifts. You’ve never felt more beautiful or important than you do when you are with Biscuit.

·         All that being said, this man really makes you earn the title of sugar baby. His sex drive is off the charts and he has an insatiable attraction to you, which means the moment he sees you, he’s on you. Of course he shows decorum out in public, presenting as the perfect gentleman on any dates he escorts you on while out in the public eye. But the moment you two are behind closed doors? Prepare to be absolutely ravished. You probably won’t be able to walk for a few days once he’s done.

·         Like Doppo, you are aware that Biscuit already has a special lady in his life. As such, Biscuit made sure that you were someone that Maria was not just OK with, but someone she genuinely liked. You take that kind of as a badge of honor, as Maria has a tendency to be very picky with the people she surrounds herself with. But the two of you hit it off within minutes of meeting each other, which is a huge relief to both you and Biscuit.

·         You’re not expected to participate in the ‘sugar’ end of the deal with Maria, but should you show interest in Maria in that way, Biscuit would be over the moon. Whether it be a threesome or just the two of you together while he watched, he’ll be absolutely delighted either way (and expect to be handsomely compensated for the good time. ;). Just don’t start liking each other more than him, OK? He would probably pass away from heart break if the two of you left him in the dust. ^^;

·         The biggest down side to having Biscuit as your sugar daddy is that he can be a bit… much. He’s exceptionally clingy, to the point that you have to completely silence or shut off your phone sometimes because he’s always calling or texting you for some reason or another-even when you are with other clients. He also HEAPS on the affection so much that you feel suffocated by it, which is a lot on its own, let alone from a person you aren’t even in a committed relationship with. When you try and ask him to ease up, or even just straight up ignore him for a bit, it only makes his dogged affection worse. :/

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Yujiro Hanma˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         The fact that you even became the Ogre’s sugar baby is baffling, and honestly a rather scary and precarious situation for you to be stuck in.

·         The thought that he would actually pay for something so many people would willingly supply to him, or that he could simply take from another person, must mean he finds you extremely interesting. Whether that’s a good or bad thing is to be determined.

·         You don’t ever get a heads up for your liaisons with Yujiro-the man just shows up when he desires your company and that’s that. It doesn’t matter if you are sleeping, with another client, or otherwise engaged, Yujiro ALWAYS takes precedence and you better remember that if you want him to keep paying you.

·         That being said, he gets rather territorial of you when he sees you or hears about you with other clients. Not necessarily jealous (what is there to be jealous of? He’s leagues better than those losers and everyone knows it), but definitely disgruntled that despite his patronage you still choose other men to attend to. You should feel honored to have him as a patron, indebted to the point where he is your soul focus. The fact that you aren’t definitely pushes his buttons.

·         As stated, being Yujiro’s sugar baby is definitely a perilous situation to be in. He is interested in you enough to spend time and money on you, but you would never delude yourself into thinking he held any sort of romantic attraction towards you. You are merely a source of pleasure and entertainment, which in and of itself is fine, that is your profession after all.  But once your use to him ended… where does that leave you? With all other clients they simply moved on, but Yujiro is like an untamed beast. If he gets upset with you in anyway, getting extremely hurt by him is a very real possibility.

·         Also- he’s the strongest being on the planet. He could kill you without batting a lash, whether by accident or on purpose. Merely being in his presence is a daunting experience, and while you’ve dealt with strong and/or questionable clients in the past, Yujiro is a breed all his own. Simply put-he scares you, and he is by far the most dangerous person you’ve ever had to interact with.

·         Everything about your relationship is filled with uncertainty. Sometimes your dates are good- he’ll take you out to nice places to do exciting things and may even get you a gift or two. But more often than not his ‘dates’ (if you can even call them that) are chaotic and abrupt, leaving you in pain and out of it for days.

·         He’s EXTREMELY demeaning as well, calling you whore or slut more than your actual name. He especially likes to belittle you during sexual acts, reminding you of what a useless and weak piece of meat you are as he pounds into you mercilessly. The berating gets even worse when/if you start to feel pleasure from the acts. He enjoys it immensely when you put up a resistance to his advances, only to becoming a slavering mess, completely drunk off his cock.

·         Receiving money from Yujiro is very dependent on his mood and how much fun he had while in your company. There are days when you leave your dates loaded with cash with very little effort, and times when you go above and beyond to please him only to receive a small amount of income. Honestly though, the days when you receive more cash can be worse than when he barely pays you-he is apt to lord it over you and expect more unsolicited favors from you in response to his act of benevolence.

·         The worst part of this whole arrangement is that you don’t have a say in any of it. Any person in their right mind would reject Yujiro as a client no matter how attractive or wealthy he may be, but you were never given that luxury. The moment he took an interest in you, you became irrevocably tied to him with no hope of shaking him.  You would be forced to serve him until he grows tired of you- you just hope that when his interest in you wanes it means your freedom and not your untimely demise. :)

[gojocumdumpster]

“Do you ever listen?”

ft- baki hanma

Type of story: 🔥

Warnings: brat tamer, hair pulling, spanking, fingering, cumming, “yes sir” SEX

Hey yall back with another banger I can’t write smut for SHIT bro.

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“Cmon I don’t have all day, we been in this store for hours.”

Baki decided to treat you out for dinner and a trip at the mall, because why not? But knowing you. Y’all were gonna be in there for HOURS. From section to section you were looking in clothes that you didn’t like. Poor baki was just sitting down with bags filling up his arm watching your every move. He had enough, all the time you would chanter “Babe come look!” “Do you think this looks good on me?” and all baki would say is “I’m not buying it for you.” Clearly you didn’t listen you promised him this was the last store after he told you repeatedly he’s not getting you shit from here. “Babe please! This is the last store I promise!!” He kept falling for your little tricks but this time he wasnt gonna let it slide. “No.” he got up signaling you it’s time to wrap it up.

“No..? I literally said 1 more-“ he cut you off saying “1 more store? Y/n we’ve been to so many 1 more stores, I told you i’m not buying you shit from here.” mocking you. You weren’t going down that easy, you crossed your arms “I said this was the last store the final one. I just wanted a pair of red bottoms? It’s not even that expensive and it’s 50% off, so it’s like $150..” you protest. “Stop trying to get your way and get your bratty ass here now. You can get the pair another day.” You shake your head, not moving one inch, standing right next to the collections of red bottoms. “So it’s like that now?” Raising his eyebrows, “I guess it is” talking back. “Alright don’t say shit when you find your stuff missing.” he turns his heel and walks out the store with the bags in his hand. He wasn’t putting up with your attitude, not today.

You roll your eyes as you watch him pass the store walking to the exit, he beats you to the car waiting in his black customized hellcat. You stomp all the way to the car as he watches you from the rear mirror, you hop in as you slam the door. “Don’t slam my fucking doors.” he glares. “I slam whatever I wanna slam” you turn your head avoiding contact . “Where’s my bags at? Why aren’t they in the backseat.” you look back. “Don’t worry about it, I told you don’t say shit when you find them missing.” You repeatedly kicked your feet whining like toddler. Arms crossed, eyebrows furrowed, eyes getting watery. “Fuckin’ crybaby” he chuckles driving home. He thought it was gonna be a peaceful drive home with music playing in the background, but of course you had to open those plump glossy lips blabbering why you think you deserve those things you got and other stuff.

All baki did was turn the music up to mute your whining, bobbing his head to the music like you don’t even exist. He turnt the music down only saying “Just wait till we get home.” He pulled into the apartment garage building, not even fully stopping when he was about to put the car in park you opened the car door and walk out with your purse and phone slamming the door. You stormed off speed walking to the elevator, you make it to your bedroom slamming it behind you laying down on your bed. A couple minutes later baki walks in, he quickly walks to the bedroom opening the door and closing it. “Get up.” he demands. You stay put only turning your head to the side before you turn your head back continuing on what you were doing. “If I have to count to 3 y/n.

Stop fucking playing with me.” you ignore him only scrolling away on tiktok. “1..” he starts taking his shoes off leaving his socks on. “2..” you sigh still looking at your phone. “I’m giving you a chance to get up but you ain’t taking the chance.” he says. “3..” he walks to your side of the bed, tossing your phone across the room and grabbing your wrists. “It’s really not that hard to listen isn’t it?” he sits on the bed pulling you across his lap.” “Baki stop!” whines heard from left to right, he holds your hands behind your back as he pulls your shorts down revealing those expensive pink laced panties. “Fuck..look at that, so nice and plump for me” he slaps the plump flesh causing you to whimper. “You like that don’t you?” he chuckles at you shaking your head no.

After the 10 spanks he proceeds to take your panties off, releasing the hand he was gripping your hands with. He massages the red plush as you grunt from the pain, eyes getting watery and lips swollen from you biting to hard. “Look at how wet you are, so slutty.” he spreads your cheeks revealing your dripping pussy. You whine in embarrassment trying to cover it with your hands “S-stop baki..” you whine. He pushes your hands away slapping your ass as a sign to stop, he gets his middle finger rubbing your wet slit with one hand still spreading one of your cheeks. “Mmph!” you squirm as he slowly inserts his finger in your tight hole. He hisses at the tightness as he he starts moving slowly, “Enjoying yourself to fast huh.” he grunts. He inserts his ring finger causing a slight burn, he starts at a medium pace and then fast. You start squirming from the pleasure trying to get away. “Stop fucking running and take it, don’t know how your suppose to take this dick if you can’t even take 2 fingers”.

“Baki please! I- can’t fuck-!” you feel your orgasm build up already. Baki always thought it was funny on how you finish so quickly. He chuckles at you struggling to speak as he pulls his pruny fingers out, fingers coated in your juices. “Baki I was so close why-“ he sat you up cutting your words off as he put you in the middle of the bed, turning you on your stomach with your ass in the air. You turn your head back wanting to see what was happening. Baki was taking his black pants staring dead at you turn your head in embarrassment and whimper. Couple seconds later you felt him behind you, dick pressing against your pussy as he grips your hips scooting your closer to him. “Wanna be so fucking impatient and shit, i can teach you to be patient. Your gonna be a good little slut and take this dick, no whining or running. Your gonna take it until a say so.” he orders. “Say yes sir.” you don’t say anything only turning your head to the side staring at the wall.

He pulls your head back causing you to turn your head straight looking at the headboard. “Say yes sir, i’m not gonna say it again.” pulling your hair harder. “F-fuck! Yes sir..” you moan, “So fucking bratty” he lets go of your hair grabbing his shaft and swiping the tip once..then twice against your folds before sliding it into the tight hole. Hissing coming from the both you, “So f-fuckin tight..”. Baki never had a problem of fucking the brat out of you really, you didn’t know he had the balls to do it but here you are. “Mhphm-!…F-fuck!!” wetness and clapping noise echoed in the room.

Slick slick slick!

Mouth wide open with drool spilling out the same mouth that was just talking about. “God damn..” baki mutters, speeding up the pace you knew you weren’t gonna last anytime soon. “I’m cumming!! S-shit shit!!” Pants from left and right coming from the both of you, the two of you were both close. “F-fuck me to-“ before he could finish you were both interrupted by the wave of your climax’s. He slowly thrusts to ride out high as he lets go of your messy hair pulling out. You on the other hand slumped down to the bed with cum oozing out your puffy pussy. “Play with me all you want to, next time I won’t be nicer”

[ddollfface]

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤…

Types of Readers Baki Men Would and Wouldn't Get Along With

Guys, I think I popped off... (don't say anything about my grammar)

Kaiou Retsu 

Like: If we're talking about romantically, I think Retsu would be the best fit with somebody who's strong, confident, and level-headed. To be confident doesn't equate to being loud, instead, I'd think those who are the most silent are the most confident. If you have to scream out to the world that you're strong, then you're likely overcompensating. Retsu doesn't really like those who are loud (as mentioned above), seeing as he wants somebody who's always thinking of different outcomes, trying to defuse the situation as much as possible, but also having strong morals that he aligns with. Retsu would get along best with someone who loves to communicate and is emotionally mature, that is, if you ever want to have a long-lasting relationship with him.

Dislike: Honestly, I think somebody who's very immature and can't sit still. Retsu is very calm, always observing, and then reacting. He doesn't like to be brash or make split-second decisions because he feels that they'll never amount to anything productive (though he does have his moments lol). But, overall, I do think that Retsu would freeze if he was ever around, or romantically involved with a reader who's very confident, loud, and just scatterbrained. It would freak him out, causing his brain to go into overdrive, and unlock all of his protective instincts. I mean, how do you expect him to react when he never knows what you're doing? You're always speaking your mind and acting on impulse! Who knows what trouble you'll get into!

Orochi Katsumi

Like: Katsumi needs someone who can keep up with him, someone who isn't afraid to come out of their shell eventually. He wants someone who’s charismatic, allowing for easy conversions between the two of you. Katsumi wants to date his best friend, his partner in crime, his ride or die, if you will. He won’t get along with someone unless they’re similar to him, in the basic sense. You don’t need to be extremely strong (though, he will find that very hot), too outgoing, or loud, you just need to share some common interests. He doesn’t mind someone who’s more introverted, but he does want to be that person they act a fool around, the person they let loose and be themselves, even if they’re still tame. Katsumi is a bratty kid at heart, and he wants special affection from his lover, something that only he can have. In return, they’ll have all his attention, his heart, and soul, something he’d never give to another person. (puppy!bf energy ngl) 

Dislike: At first, I thought that Katsumi would absolutely loathe a shy darling, but the more I thought about it, I realized that he’d actually hate being with someone who’s aloof, or just disinterested (i.e. Shizuku from HXH). Katsumi loves to talk, to run his mouth all day, and if you’re not listening, then it’ll break his heart. He wants to be seen. Like I said in the paragraph above, he wants his lover to be his best friend, the person he relies on and looks to when in need (depending on the situation). Though I do agree with the idea that Katsumi is very egotistical, he’s still insecure (as are most with such a big ego) and cannot handle someone he holds so dear disregarding with ease. He doesn’t want to be replaceable, seeing as he doesn’t think of his darling as such. Therefore, he’s expectantly the same energy in return. He’s your ride or die, so you gotta match that energy, or else it’s over :/

Matsumoto Kozue (She's my wife btw) 

Likes: Someone who’s playful, caring, and touchy (basically Baki lol). I like to think that Kozue enjoys soft, wholesome relationships, finding comfort in light touches and laying in each other's arms. She wants to be held and cared for, and she holds herself to the same standard. She wants someone who goes with the floor, understanding that life has its ups and downs, and overcoming things as they go. It puts her at ease to know that her partner is competent enough to assess the situation and not get emotionally stunted. Kozue just needs stability in a relationship, and it can be shown in different ways depending on the person she’s dating/and their preferences. You don’t need to be verbally affectionate, telling her that everything is going to be alright, instead, you can use your actions. There are plenty of ways to provide stability, and Kozue eats it up every time. 

Dislikes: Someone who is really hothead and can’t handle change, someone who’s insecure in themselves. Their insecurity (and I mean aggressive insecurity, where they push it onto others, Katou) makes her nervous and it just settles a horrible foundation in the relationship. She gets fidgety, constantly worrying that they’ll have an outburst/mental breakdown. Kozue is a sweetheart, so she obviously cares for her darling, not wanting them to feel unloved and have panic attacks, but it’s difficult since they won’t let her in. She needs someone who’s both physically and emotionally available, someone who won’t push her away when they’re mad. Of course, it makes sense to want space when you’re angry, but when you’re constantly angry, refusing to talk things through, and resorting to violence to get what you want, it’s a no-go for her.

Kiyosumi Katou

Likes: If you were to ask Kiyosumi what his type is, then he’d tell you with a wide grin that he likes them dumb and fuckable, playing up this playboy facade (that majority of people see through). Maybe he’ll even add a cheeky laugh, saying that a shy thing would be pretty cute too, but don’t be fooled. This man is so needy, wanting any affection he can get. Don’t get me wrong, he’s not a cinnamon roll or whatever the fuck. Kiyosumi is a grown man with some… violent tendencies, and manipulative ones as well. He isn’t mature and acts brash whenever he can, overestimating himself when face-to-face with a stronger opponent. Nevertheless, Kiyousmi wants a lover who’s motherly, or caring, someone who’ll listen and look through his little facade, caring for him even though he’s being an ass. Or in other words, he just wants patience. Deep down Kiyosumi understands that he’s not the easiest to get along with, but once you get past his original cocky attitude and bitchy presence, then you’ll meet a new side of him. A side that’s far calmer, no longer instigating and picking fights, just watching. If anything, he becomes a little pouty (lol), and he’s far more clingy, wanting more domestic affection. But do keep in mind that this will take years to build up to, he needs a foundation of trust to let himself calm down. Once he realizes that you aren’t going anywhere, then he treats you with care 

Dislikes: He loathes stupid people, and I mean genuinely stupid, like a bimbo, not reckless stupid. He cannot maintain a conversation with someone who cannot comprehend that people in the ‘20s could in fact see color… Though he wouldn’t mind fucking around with a bimbo, having a one-night stand and such, he wouldn’t be able to maintain a long-term relationship with them, nor would he be able to respect them. And that’s a pillar of trust for Kiyosumi, if he doesn’t respect you, then you’re not getting anywhere in the relationship. If Kiyosumi thinks you’re lesser than him (be it through smarts or strength), he’ll absolutely bully you to oblivion, never giving you a moment of rest. If he paired with someone genuinely stupid, no matter how kind they are, he would berate them, creating a toxic relationship. Yeah… I do not recommend, it really would just be a messy, one-sided relationship that would just end in tears.

Hanma Baki 

Likes: This was a little difficult for me since Baki meshes so well with many different types of people, so thinking of a singular personality he goes with is unrealistic. Though if we’re talking about romantic partners, then I think that Baki would really like a S/O who’s kinda bratty, but in a nice way(?). He wants a back-and-forth, some type of conversation that’ll get a chuckle out of him every time he thinks about them. He’d like a comedic darling, whether their comedy is through dark humor, sarcasm, or just being a clutz, he doesn’t care. Baki just wants someone who’s a little lighthearted, who wants to make the situation more enjoyable through humor. This type of darling would have a brighter outlook on the world, seeing the world through a lens of low expectations and easy-flowing thoughts. They don’t have to be loud, nor do they have to be extremely talkative, Baki is okay with some silence. He doesn’t mind just enjoying each other’s presence, but I think he’d like someone with a sense of humor, being drawn in with their witty comebacks/comments.

Dislikes: Honestly, there are not many types of people Baki doesn’t get along with, seeing as he has an easy-going personality that most enjoy. That just means that if he doesn’t like you, then you’re likely a POS. I think that for Baki to not like you, and genuinely dislike your presence, you’d have to be extremely rude and not in a funny way. You’re just annoying and nit-picky, whilst having no accomplishments yourself. Similar to the expression ‘those who live in a glass home shouldn’t throw stones,’ Baki believes that if you haven’t accomplished anything and don’t relate to someone’s struggles, then keep your mouth shut. You don’t have a right to comment and berate others for trying hard, even if they don’t do too well, when you don’t strive for anything yourself. This type of person would just irk Baki, and there’s no way he’d be able to have a romantic (or platonic, for that matter) with them.

Hanma Yujiro 

Likes: Okay, so this is kind of difficult for me to give an exact personality, seeing as Yujiro doesn’t really love. I don’t think he’s made for the romantic, homey type of love most people share with one another, instead, he was made for blood and war. A more primal love is fitting of him, a love might not be even love to begin with. Well, unless he respects you. I think what could really change the type of personality Yujiro likes depends on the type of romantic relationship he has with reader. If the relationship is that of a sugar baby/plaything, then expect the heartless playing that’s a mindfuck for the average person. But if it’s a genuine relationship, where Yujiro somehow got attached, then it’ll be quiet, a little eerie, but it resembles love far more than the usual mindfuck he gives people. I’m sure I could talk about this for days, so I’ll summarize by stating the basic things he’s looking for in both types of relationships. 

For starters, Yujiro isn’t normal, the exact opposite actually. He’s the definition of an anomaly, the unusual, the rare, and irreplaceable. It’s likely that there will be no one like Hanma Yujiro to ever exist after he, eventually, dies, though some don’t even know if he’ll ever pass away. As to be expected, Yujiro wants to surround himself with the unusual, especially if they’re to be his “lover,” or plaything, depending on the relationship. He’s somewhat similar to a crow, he likes new things, things no one has ever seen, the unattainable. This means that you’d have to be crazy special, or hella courageous, to earn the respect of Yujiro. And those are the types of people who attract his affection. Yujiro loves to interact with those who discover new things, whether it be a new fighting style, historical movement, or social change. Though Yujiro is egotistical, I do think that Yujiro likes to learn. Yujiro wants to grow, to accomplish, and to conquer, and how will he do that without learning about the world around him? He wants to be the best at everything, so that’s why he wants a darling who’s a specialist.

This means that you’d have to be smart, extremely so, whether that intellectual talent comes from your brain or your instincts, it doesn’t matter to Yujiro. He sees both types as valuable assets. I do think that he’d mingle better with someone who’s on the more observant side, who’s able to read him like a book. That’s the type of person who’d catch his interest, and if they can maintain his interest for many years, then they’ve successfully earned his respect(?). 

Dislikes: It’s safe to say that Yujiro doesn’t like many people. I could probably write a whole book on the many different types of personalities this man doesn’t mesh well with, but won’t because I think there’s a specific type of a person he absolutely despises, consistently that is. Those who are both lazy and chatty are the type that make Yujiro want to smash his head in, or theirs to be realistic, and I think it stems from his constant need to be fighting, moving, using his hands, anything. Yujiro doesn’t like small talk, wanting to just cut to the chase and get over with it, stop talking, and do some action for God’s sake! He hates mindless banter and believes that real men don’t use filler words to lighten the impact of what they say, instead, they should state their opinions with their chest. Because of this, I think that this would carry over to his love life (which is nonexistent, btw). Yujiro wants someone like himself in a sense, someone who knows when to shut up and just act. He gets pissed whenever a girl just talks his ears off, specifically not saying anything of substance, just babbling off about some useless crap he could care less about.

Biscuit Olivia 

Likes: Honestly, he’s the opposite of Yujiro, instead of hating everyone, this man mixes pretty well. This is likely due to the fact he has quite the ego, leading to him having quite the confidence in everything he does, never doubting himself and how he interacts with others. That being said, I think that Olivia would like someone who’s humble, sweet, and happy. Someone who’s just content being alive and treats everyone with kindness. This type of darling is someone who, though they were kidnapped, and possibly forced into working at the prison, will still reciprocate Olivia’s affections, leaning into his touch, and smiling up at him with kind eyes. They’ll also have a sweet heart, not wanting to spend any of his money. I stand with the Sugar Daddy Olivia movement, there’s no doubt that this man spoils his darling rotten. He spends money on you because he wants to, ‘cause it makes you flush and smile whenever he gives you a bouquet of flowers. But it makes his heart swell, seeing you flush and refuse, saying that it’s far too expensive and that he shouldn’t be spending money left and right. It’s not that they say this from a perspective of insecurity, but that they can’t imagine living a life of complete financial freedom. Of course, he’ll just assure them that he has all the money in the world, there’s nothing to worry about. Just let him take care of you! 

Dislikes: Anyone who doesn’t like Maria is dead in his book. If you don’t rock with his wife, then you don’t rock with him. I cannot imagine Olivia ever having another darling if it isn’t with Maria (in some type of poly relationship), or if she dies from her sickness. If Maria doesn’t like you, then there’s no way for the relationship to work. He needs both of his baby’s to be happy! And how can they both be happy if they’re fighting like cats and dogs? In most situations, Maria likely took an interest in you, and Olivia followed suit. I imagine that Maria doesn’t like many people, so to get on her good side is hella hard. IF you did, then you were probably really genuine, treating her like a normal person, and not the as the Unchainable’s Lover. You may have had some spunk to you, adding some snarky comments, but keeping it respectful and playful. From there, she was attracted to you and thought you were interesting, so she continued to request you (this is assuming that you work at the prison, or Olivia took Maria out somewhere idk). And the rest is history…

Jun Guevara 

Likes: Jun is a simple man with simple interests and wants, not to take away from his character or anything. Of course, as all humans are, he has complex thoughts and feelings, but he just chooses not to think about them too much. Now, that I say that, Jun doesn’t think, he just acts, listening to his feelings in the moment. That doesn’t mean he isn’t smart, his initial action is fueled and spurred on by his emotions, but is guided by his conscience. Because of this, Jun wants someone similar, a free-spirit if you will. Though he wouldn’t mind someone strong-willed, stubborn, or anxious, I think he’d match far better with someone who’s aloof, going with the flow, and speaking from the heart. They don’t think too deeply about things but aren’t stingy about expressing their inner thoughts and turmoil. They’re like an open book, and Jun respects that, finding it to be a breath of fresh air, something to look forward to. They’d have to be his peace in a sense, being his calm before the storm, voicing any ideas that they have without any inner motivation of taking advantage of him. Bonus points if they like the ocean or traveling, by sea preferably. 

Dislikes: Jun loathes those who are motivated by money and physical things, letting it dictate their decision-making, even if it causes others pain and suffering. These are the type of people that’d befriend someone well off just to sink their teeth into their neck like a leech, using them for what they’re worth before dropping them like they never existed. Jun finds these types of people to be corrupt, both mentally and in the way they lead their lives. For some reason, it brings some type of inner turmoil that he doesn’t want to address, and instead just acts on it, deciding to break, crush, and embarrass thoughts with such surface-level care. Another type of person Jun would hate is someone who liters, someone who doesn’t care for nature or those around them, and just lashes out, ruining the things around him. He finds a lack of care for nature to be an utter turn-off, something that’s also a corrupt way of living. So to put it in simple terms, I think that Jun greatly dislikes those who are sociopathic and act out of their own interests. 

inspired by: @iskratempestmadness

[rae-pss]

i was bored, so take these.

[ryuko1479]

Can someone help me I’m trying to find a yandere Baki x mother reader *platonic* series. I think there was three chapters in but I can’t remember who wrote it. I just know Baki knew the reader nearly his whole life and then they started to become an actual family. Please send me a link if you can thank you.

[dakumoon-00000]

it makes me butterflies to see yujiro teaching baki good manners😔🫂💕💞❤️👉👈

[glued2gether]

tell me why they put baki foot in front of the screen..like when it popped up I screamed and I had to cover he’s crusty ass foot with my hand...

BYE...”baki showers” no he doesn’t look at he’s nasty ass feet u can see the dirt he might be hot but he fucking stinks idk how kozue wanted to fuck him he probably have herpes...and when he fought he’s dad yujiro he legit pissed himself and kept fighting nasty ass hoe I see why he’s mother don’t like him he really wanna be from devil man crybaby with that akira haircut greasy ass hair anyways...