#Yujiro hanma

[selinay-04]

Betrayal of a childhood friend (Yujiro Hanma x reader)

The streets of Tokyo were slick with rain, each drop creating a symphony of splatters against the pavement. You had just finished your shift at the local diner, wiping sweat from your brow as you trudged down the now rain-slicked road to Baki's apartment. You’d known him since you were both children, and tonight, you hoped to surprise him with dinner, despite the storm brewing outside.

You hadn’t seen Baki in weeks. Training had consumed his life, but tonight, you just wanted to catch up, even if it meant watching him devour food while talking about martial arts. His world might've grown darker, but you'd always be there, just like the old days.

Arriving at his apartment, you hesitated before knocking. When no one answered, you tried the doorknob. It creaked open, revealing an empty and dimly lit room. Something was off. Baki never left his door unlocked.

“Baki?” you called softly, stepping inside, your sneakers making faint noises against the hardwood floor.

Silence.

You ventured further into the apartment, placing the food on the table. The shadows clung to the corners of the room, sending a chill down your spine. The distant rumble of thunder and the patter of rain against the windows only heightened your unease.

Then, the door slammed shut behind you.

Startled, you turned to find the towering figure of Yujiro Hanma—Baki’s father—blocking the exit. His eyes gleamed with a predatory glint, cold and malevolent. His sheer presence was suffocating.

"You’re not Baki," you murmured, taking a step back.

A smirk curled onto Yujiro's lips, cruel and mocking. "What gave it away?"

The room felt smaller with each step he took toward you. His presence was overwhelming, like a storm about to break. You backed up until your back pressed against the cold wall. Your heart raced.

“I-I was just looking for Baki. I’ll leave.” Your voice was steady, but your body betrayed you, trembling under Yujiro's gaze.

"You're always looking for Baki," Yujiro snarled, his voice a deep growl, eyes narrowing. "It's pathetic. He’s weak, but you—" He leaned in, his massive hand slamming against the wall next to your head, making the plaster crack. His scent—a mix of sweat and danger—filled your senses. "—you've got potential. A pretty little thing like you wasting your time on a boy."

Your breath hitched as his free hand trailed down your arm, rough fingers grazing your skin possessively. You tried to move away, but there was nowhere to go. His imposing figure trapped you.

“I’m not… I’m not interested,” you stammered, voice faltering.

Yujiro chuckled darkly, his breath warm against your ear. "Not interested? You think you have a choice?"

His hand gripped your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. His eyes burned with something primal, dark, and twisted. He was a predator, and you were the prey.

“Baki doesn’t deserve you,” he growled, his lips brushing against your neck as he spoke, each word laced with cruelty. “You know that, right? He’s too weak to protect anything or anyone, especially you.”

A sickening realization settled in. Yujiro didn’t just see you as a conquest; he saw this as a way to break Baki, to take something that mattered to his son. The tension was suffocating. Your heart pounded like a drum.

Your hands pushed at his chest, but it was like trying to move a mountain. His body didn’t budge, and the more you struggled, the tighter his grip became. He laughed low in his throat, clearly enjoying your futile resistance.

“I could take you right here,” Yujiro murmured, his voice velvet over a knife, cruel and enticing. “And there’d be nothing you—or Baki—could do about it.”

You screamed for escape, but his presence was overwhelming, pressing down on you like a physical weight. He leaned closer, his lips brushing yours, daring you to defy him.

Just as he moved to close the distance, the door burst open.

“Father!”

Baki stood there, drenched from the rain, his eyes wild and furious. His fists were clenched, veins bulging from his arms. His presence filled the room, bringing a wave of relief amidst the storm. Lightning flashed outside, briefly illuminating the room and highlighting the fear and anger in Baki’s eyes.

Yujiro released you with a sneer. As he walked past Baki, he paused to whisper into his son’s ear. “Tell her, boy... how she tasted just like your mother the other night.”

The lightning flashed again, casting an eerie glow through the windows, and Yujiro’s cruel laughter echoed as he disappeared into the storm outside. The bright light illuminated Baki’s face in stark relief. His expression was a tableau of shattered emotions of betrayal…eyes wide with horror, his normally resolute features softened into a mask of devastation. Tears rolled silently down his cheeks, mingling with the rain that dripped from his hair. He stood frozen, as if the cruel revelation had paralyzed him, leaving a broken figure in the storm’s aftermath.

[0asisbliss]

He is so grumpy when you wake him up from sleeping. Especially when he was in such a nice rest and good position. Just for him to cuddle you? I mean he has no problem with it, but you could’ve said just said that instead of grumbling and complaining. (He’ll be in a better mood in the morning:) )

SUKUNA, Megumi Toji, (JJK) BAKUGO, Chisaki, Shigiraki, (MHA) YUJIRO, (BKI) Zoro (OP) Phinks, Nobunaga, (HXH) Sanemi, (KNY) LOKI, Poseidon, (SNV) Raian, (KA)-

He is content about it though he is a light sleeper the slight nudge of his arm could wake him up. He would smile as you request he wrap his arms around your waist while you sleep. Is already up, and tries to go to sleep for you since you asked so nicely.

Baki, (BKI) Lawliet, (DN) Geto, Higuruma, SHIU, (JJK) Buddha (SNV) Agito (KA)

Wakes up in good mood when you nudge him to get up. Gives you extra affection along with cuddling. Face kisses, neck nudges, cheek kissing, you name it he does it. It becomes a routine for you two.

SHALNARK, Chrollo, Luffy, YUJI, Yuta, Nanami, GYOMEI, RENGOKU, Kurapika, Gojo, CHOSO, Ohma, Kaolan, Lihito, Cosmo, (KA).

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Baki Short Stories:

In the Palm of My Hand

Yandere Yujiro Hanma x Fighter Fem Reader

“You should really knock.” (Your name) sighed, the young woman didn’t even bother to turn around to know who her nighttime guest was. She could feel the smirk that crawled on his devilish lips from her place under her sheets.

“It’s good that you’re used to my habits by now.” Yujiro slunk forward until his crimson eyes were visible under the moonlight. “You never replied to my letters, think you’re too good for me?”

“Why bother when you’d show up eventually like a stray anyways?” (Your name) sat up to glare defiantly at the Hanma. “What is it that you want this time?”

“Ha!” Yujiro threw his head back for a brief laugh before an amused look crawled on his face. “Can’t I just visit you because I missed you?”

“You’re an awful liar.” (Your name) sighed at the man who now stood a mere six feet from her. (Your name) knew this man was capable of easily killing her just like he had done to poor Baki’s mother, but there was a part of her. that knew he wouldn’t. He couldn’t because in Yujiro’s own sick way, he loved her. “Whose poor hole did you plunder this time?”

Yujiro closed the distance between the two of them when he placed his muscular arms on either side of her. (Your name) felt a nearly molten heat consume her just by his proximity, a feat only this demon could achieve.

“Would you believe me if I said none?” Yujiro asked her, the man leaned forward to playfully nip at her ear. “You have caught my interest and I’m only interested in your h-“

(Your name) placed her finger over Yujiro’s lips to shush him, her eyes aflame with defiance. “How many times must I reject you? I have told you and even shown you that I am barren. You gain nothing from my company.”

Yujiro furrowed his brow and sighed. “You’re worth more than that to me. More than just a fantastic fuck or some breeding heifer.”

It was because (your name) didn’t want him. A powerful female martial artist who refused to dance in the palm of his powerful hand, a thorn in his side he had no interest in removing because he adored the pain. Yujiro enjoyed a game of cat and mouse… except he still believed himself to be the cat. A fool he was when she practically had his tail wrapped around her paw.

“The Yujiro Hanma can be romantic? Now this is a new one.” (Your name) chuckled at the frustrated Hanma who had a moment of rage flash through his eyes. He was so easy to frustrate. “You can come lay beside me for the night then. Even though you were going to do as you pleased anyways.”

Yujiro gave her a smirk before he crawled into the bed with her. His giant arms wrapped around her in an inescapable hold that made a smile crawl on her lips.

(Your name) had achieved what no one before her had… she had Yujiro dancing in the palm of her hand.

[sl33paholics]

Baki's Reaction To Your Ex Trying To Get You Back Headcanons! (and a mini story ig)

Uhm.....it's 6am as I write this and I'm giggling my ass off

To say that Baki would come up and beat the shit out of your ex on the spot right in front of you and others is an understatement.

Baki is more of a quiet observator. Rather than confrontational, Baki might choose to observe your ex from a distance, assessing the encounter with a calm demeanor, possibly seeing it as an opportunity to reaffirm your commitment.

Baki's not an idiot. He can choose to downplay the situation, opting not to give your ex's attempt much attention, focusing instead on maintaining the positive dynamics of your relationship.

Known for his actions more than words, Baki might subtly intensify his efforts to show affection and support, reinforcing Baki's commitment through deeds rather than direct confrontation.

Baki knows how much you love to post yourself on social media. The latest fits, shoes, or with your friends. He's aware that your ex still follows you, even though you unfollowed him many, many months ago. Expect Baki to always hype you up in the comments under your posts on Instagram by spamming hearts and down-bad shit as well, he's most likely getting pinned every time.

Hell, if you're not posting yourself, you're sharing photos of the two of you on dates and random shit. Such as the you two at the gym. Baki's arms always wrapped around your shoulders or his hands gripping your hips. Baki can tell your ex is salty, he stalks his story on an alt account, LOL!

Sometimes, Baki could sense how annoyed and bothered you are whenever you'd see accounts named "shien_giveaway_6997" viewing your story. It's so obvious! Baki values honesty, and he'd engage in an open conversation with you about the situation, discussing any concerns or insecurities. Baki doesn't want a pretty woman like you stressing out over a man who couldn't keep his dick in his pants.

If you don't want to speak to him about the whole situation, Baki could respond with affectionate gesture, like a surprise date or a thoughtful gift, to reaffirm his commitment and show that he values and appreciates you. He could even use humor and make jokes about your ex's attempts to diffuse the tension.

However, it could only be so long until the man could entertain your ex before he was going to be pushed off the edge.

Baki could opt for a straightforward conversation, expressing his feelings and concerns calmly while speaking to the man via text message or phone. While not confrontational, Baki gives off a subtle warning vibe, a non-verbal cue that communicates the depth of his commitment and suggests that attempting to disrupt the relationship won't be taken lightly.

This could go two ways. 1) Your ex could simply back off and respect your wishes that your current relationship holds. Or 2) your ex could simply be cocky, shouting at him over the phone, insulting him to insert dominance, and other things to Baki as he's just there sitting silently listening to him yap yap yap yap yap yap yap -

It just so happens that Baki and your ex stumbled across each other while in the city.

Guess you can see where this is going.

Seeing Baki's size, your ex laughed and berated him. How can a man his height cuff YOU up? He couldn't believe it. How low were your expectations? He was tall and built. Baki? Sure. He was ripped but SHORT.

"I don't have time for this," Baki simply said, making your ex raise a brow in confusion. "(Y/N) is waiting for me, I can't have my love waiting." Baki walked past the taller figure, his hands in his pockets. He stopped once your ex pulled on his shirt, tugging and pulling Baki back.

"A short boy like you can't do shit!" Your ex would spat. The smell of cigarettes reeked and made Baki want to cough in his face. "Suddenly coming 'round and stealin' MY girl away from me?! I should punch you in your shit-"

It's safe to say that Baki hit this man with a two-piece combo. A slap and a roundhouse kick sent that man straight to sleep on the sidewalk. Baki stared at the unconscious man before sighing. Continuing his journey towards your place.

Hours later, your phone begins to blow up from your friends of the picture of your ex on the sidewalk earlier that day. You confronted Baki only for him to pout and say, "He ruined my shirt :("

You couldn't be mad at him. At least your ex knew not to fuck with you and your boyfriend anymore.

[zwm985]

What about yujiro hanma? And pickle

Ask and you shall receive :D I actually really like Pickle I should draw him more often smh

[rezitio]

BAKI TWT LINKS ⊹ ࣪ ˖┊⋆ nsfw

baki hanma, yujiro hanma, jack hanma, katsumi orochi, kaoru hanayama & oliva biscuit

⊹ ࣪ ˖ | Baki Hanma

━━━━━ The first time you and Baki tried doing anal, you were both in shock. Baki never knew you could be this tight and you never knew he was this big.

Honestly whenever Baki is stressed, he would resort to sucking anything his mouth lashes on unfortunately that is your nipples and your neck.

How easily you trying to make dinner for both of you can turn into a fuck session with Baki.

At times it's just the way he holds you while stretching that hole. He holds you so lovingly and affectionately, and those grunts.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ | Yuujiro Hanma

━━━━━ When yujiro cums, he doesn't expect you to waste a drop. His seed is special and he has so much stored in his balls it's like drinking gallons of water.

I just don't believe Yujiro would be a gentle person when it comes to sex.

Yujiro didn't appreciate how you spoke to him so when you got home he humbled you.

"Calm down" He lifts you up and seductively whisper in your ear but you can't it goes so deep and feels so fucking good.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ | Jack Hanma

━━━━━ Look how accustomed your pussy is to his cock now. He doesn't even need to prep you for two rounds before he finally enters you now.

Just listen to the sounds he makes as you suck his cock. He's mesmerised.

Jack fucking you against a desk.

It's the way he lifts you with ease to fuck you because your legs will eventually fail you.

How I feel it would be like to be squashed in the middle of a couch and this big man. Getting your pussy pounded into the couch as he tries to get a handle of your tiny delicate face without ripping it off.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ | Kaoru Hanayama

━━━━━ How he would lather up your mouth to get it ready for his cock.

Immediately Kageyama gets to the club, you better be on him riding him. Boss' favourite.

A little bit of teasing done by Kageyama. And you better take it like a good girl.

That's right, don't make a sound while daddy is fucking you. Your parents are in the hotel room next door or did you forget?

Your mafia husband calls you over to his office after watching you 'stay home'. You thought he wouldn't find out if you sneaked off to a party, now he's choking you on his cock.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ | Katsumi Orochi

━━━━━ Katsumi would tease you both and make you both cum by rubbing each other

...

You slut, you said you're coming over to the dojo for lessons. Fucking coming in here and teasing him like that getting all hands with other men for his attention. He made sure to humble you

⊹ ࣪ ˖ | Oliva biscuit

━━━━━ How I think being fucked by this huge man would be. Getting your organs rearranged all by him. alt

One of Oliver's agreements was that you would be his whore till as long as he wants. You are expected to always be free for his use.

Oliver has all sorts of beds and toys he bends you over on and plays with you till he's satisfied.

[donut-bird]

Baki&Friends(?)

[rj-gryffon]

[iskratempestmadness]

What would the Baki men do with easily distracted s/o? Like, when the Baki men could be talking about something and their s/o instead gets up and start chasing a cat before stopping to look at a bunch of butterflies or something like that?

Baki:

• just uh?!?!

• he feels a little awkward, even though he understands that the problem is not with him

• You make him doubt that he is a good storyteller. Like, are you even interested or not?

• will talk to you about it. Well, it's obviously not great.

• tries to attract your attention in every possible way during the conversation.

• But his patience is not eternal. So sometimes, when you get distracted while he's telling another story, he can stop telling it and sit with pouting lips, because "Hey, aren't you interested at all?! I'm actually trying, I'm crucifying here... "

• later you'll have to apologize to him and use all your concentration for this

• gradually, he will understand how to attract your attention during a conversation and learn how to use it.

Hanayama:

• he talks so little, do you want him to be silent in principle? ...

• it hurts him, he is so little social, he tries to communicate with you and be interesting to you, but you can't just concentrate on what he tells you

• but later he will see how it happens and when you communicate with your friends or with Chiharu

• So he'll just accept that this is your "highlight," so to speak, and try to live with it.

• but he found a use for it! In the company, he focuses on you. If a person starts telling a story, then you can easily tell if it's interesting or not. You are a filter of unnecessary information for him.

• he will probably retell conversations, stories, gossip that he heard in the company of your ( more than your) friends. It will certainly be a test for him, but it will also pump him up great in terms of conversation.

Katsumi:

• ...

• difficult

• he needs attention in principle, especially when he tells something... And you...

• for a while, he may think that you are mocking him. He tells you something about karate and somewhere in the middle of the story he realizes that you have already been distracted by a butterfly ...

• and it annoys him. God, you had the task of just listening and you didn't do it!

• probably his irritation will begin to decrease as soon as he realizes that you communicate with everyone like that.

• probably discuss it with you. After all, it's not normal that you're constantly distracted, and it's okay if you get distracted with him, but if you get distracted in a situation where there may be consequences for you?

• Even though he is still a little annoyed, he will try to control you. Especially when you find yourself in a company. Like, "Yes, yes, yes, it's very interesting! What do you think about it? "So he's deliberately putting you in awkward situations.

• and it helps!

Jack:

• mmmm

• he is tolerant in this regard, but not without surprise

• he can understand that talking to him can be boring, like it's normal for him

• but he is surprised that you are just as inattentive in communicating with others.

• most likely, he will just accept it. He understands that people are different and the fact that you are distracted is just your peculiarity.

• also tells you the conversations that take place in the company. But somewhat more generally, because he doesn't really listen to it either.

• he will find topics that will be of interest to you and will often use them to give you information. Like "... this is a new fact that scientists have discovered about dolphins. And I was also asked to tell you that the T-shirt you need will arrive in a week. "That's about it.

• also probably consults with a specialist regarding you (probably with Kureha) and applies his advice on you.

Retsu:

• also very tolerant

• But unlike Jack, he sometimes gets annoyed about it.

• "How can you be so inconsiderate! It's disrespectful and irresponsible! You're not a child! " Retsu's thoughts of the year, instead of listening to him, you stared at a cluster of bugs.

• And he will try many methods to make you less distracted. He will consult with Kureha about this.

• will probably also put you in awkward situations. " ... It's funny! What do you say? " He says, turning his head in your direction, knowing that you have been looking at the fish in the aquarium for about 5 minutes. Oh, how used he was to that expression. A mixture of surprise and confusion, followed by condemnation and mild irritation.

• "I'm sorry, honey, but it was necessary" His thoughts in almost every similar situation.

• He tries to be patient. Truth. But sometimes it's just beyond his strength.

• But eventually he'll wean you off it... He really hopes so...

Shibukawa:

• ...

• YES, HE'S A FUCKING WIZARD!!!

• In absolutely any situation when you start to get distracted and he understands it... literally a second... And you're already listening to him.

• as if on click. No matter how much you are attracted to a bug or sparrows, eventually your attention will focus on it.

• How can this be explained? Easy. Experience. This person has lived for a sufficient number of years and has seen a lot of people, so he knows how to interest certain personalities.

• probably suffered from it before. So this may also be the answer.

• However, the fact remains, he knows how to make you listen.

• BUT... Still, there is a but... And it lies in the fact that you can and listen to him, but you don't listen to others. Like, in a conversation with friends, there is a very small chance that you are attentive and this bothers him.

• and he learned how to deal with it... He's trying to learn.

• DEFINITELY making fun of you about it

• For example, he can tell you that while you were distracted by the caterpillar during a conversation with your friend, he told you that he bought his sister a car, although in fact your friend barely raised money for a hoodie for his sister. Something like that.

Yujiro:

• Don't test his patience

• you just don't have to do it

• We all know how this will end

• but you did it anyway

• while he was telling you about how to choose the right whiskey, you looked at the frog (where did it come from?...) ...

• And what happened was expected.

• He didn't use force on you, he just scolded you, but that was enough

• But now you're listening to him carefully.

• but not everyone else. As before, you ignore half of the conversation with your friends.

• and he doesn't like it. I'll say more, it annoys him. Of course, who would like to retell a story for another person.

• besides, he doesn't listen either...

• it seems to me that he won't do anything about it, despite his irritation. Like he understands you. For him, too, a lot of people are boring and dialogue with them is clearly worse than watching butterflies fly.

[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.

.

.

.

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.

[ozzgin]

I love your work! It is so hard to find good Baki writers. Could you please do a Yujiro x Female fighter reader. I feel like Yujiro would actually start falling head over heels with a reader who fights well and is as sadistic as him.

Thank you! And yes, realistically speaking - or at least what makes most sense in my opinion - Yuujirou would go for someone that not only is submissive to him (because any human would then suffice), but also shows impressive skill and strength. There’s an interesting idea that I once read in the introduction of “The Gates of Janus”, the book written by serial killer Ian Brady. The foreword author argued that Ian is what you’d call a rat king, an alpha above most alphas, and that for such personalities, most of the time, an equally dominant woman is sought for as a partner. Naturally she’d submit to him still, but only a woman of high dominance could keep up with this kind of intense character. This mentality felt a bit outdated and potentially misogynistic to me, but I think it really fits in the case of Yuujirou. Sorry for the ramble.

Yandere! Yuujirou Hanma x Fighter! Reader

Featuring The Ogre and a female reader that nearly matches him in strength and ruthlessness. TW: Dubious consent, violence.

[Baki Masterlist]

Yuujirou can have anyone in the world, whether man or woman. It’s not up to them, really. It’s up to his mood and whims. And when he can have just about anyone, actually finding someone worth his interest becomes a difficult task. He doesn’t need an extra weight to drag around and as far as he’s concerned, commitment is not something he requires in his life. What would be the point?

No, for someone of his status, commitment doesn’t come as moral etiquette or requirement for a relationship. He has considered it, and in theory it could only be offered out of his genuine interest and never demanded by someone else. For The Ogre himself to fixate on one person and never wander eyes anywhere else… They would really have to impress him. Guarantee him that this is a one time deal never to be found again. And once that person is found, they’d do well to perform their role as his partner because there is no way out of it.

Lamentably, such temptation has never crossed his path. That is until a feminine figure strides into the ring of the Underground Arena. Yuujirou is ready to burst with laughter, but he’s quickly silenced by the rather abrupt end of the match. The mysterious character remains unfazed by the opponent’s blow and uses the opportunity to swiftly twist and crush the offensive limb. With the same indifference plastered on the face throughout the agonizing wails of the much larger man, she delivers her ending move and within seconds the arena is quiet again. After recollecting himself from this unexpected succession, Yuujirou turns to Strydum that’s been watching with similar amazement. “Who the hell is that?” He grunts. “I don’t know. Should I find out?”

Sometimes Yuujirou will replay the encounter in his head. He still gets shivers of raw excitement whenever he remembers your eyes back then. That utterly defiant glare. Strydum had asked you to meet them in private and as you entered the room, you immediately demanded to know why you’d been summoned. The Colonel begun fumbling in terror, almost begging you indirectly to not upset the redheaded man. “M-Mr. Hanma wished to see you, Miss (Y/N)-“ he was interrupted by your resounding snarl. “And who the fuck is Mr. Hanma to afford such audacity?” At that moment Yuujirou stood up, hands in pockets but visibly tensed up. You instinctively clenched your fists and frowned at the unspoken difference in power. The Ogre was halfway expecting you to fold and apologize, but after a minute your expression relaxed and your confidence returned. “Bitch. You’d rather die than give up your pride, huh?” He smirked at the thought. There was something about your attitude that greatly pissed him off but also turned him on at the same time.

The hardest part is getting you to accept him as your partner. See, Yuujirou will never beg or ask nicely. On the other hand, he’d rather not kill you, and severely damaging you in any way would take away the fun that caught his attention in the first place. That’s the dilemma: you’re stubborn and he can’t use force. Then again it’s not like he’s a mindless brute. Quite the opposite, only if he feels like it. A little charm with a dash of intimidation and you should be convinced, right? Don’t push it, (Y/N). If he really has to choose, he’d rather have you dead than belonging to someone else. It’s either him or nothing.

Really, it’s to your advantage if you learn to behave. He can give you everything you desire. He’s rather experienced in spoiling his women, and for you he’ll go the extra mile. Knowing he tamed you of all people is all the payment he could ever ask for. The satisfaction of putting you in your place, of having you cling to him fills him with greedy pride. A cocky smile distorts his features whenever the realization hits. If there’s such a thing as a soulmate, he’s found his. Although he doesn’t believe in that kind of bullshit.

A frightening pair in the eyes of most people. The Ogre relishes in the fact that displaying you as his woman has further increased his reputation instead of signaling any trace of weakness. As the time passes his conviction only strengthens: there’s no other place for you. You’re all his. Yet his favorite detail, what makes him flushed and dazed and addicted, is that no matter what he does to you as you lay there sprawled, naked, broken, your dignity never leaves. That prideful gaze that leers back at him makes him feel like he’s facing a mirror.

[themotherlucifer]

Holy shit man where has this been all my life?!?!

[yandere-writer-momo]

For the love of god PLEASEEE have cave mommy slap the PISS out of yujiro cuz he thinks shes weak🤤

Just imagine you’re vibing in your tree with Pickle standing below it and some ugly creature with red hair walks up to you and starts talking to you in a strange language?

From his tone, you can tell what he said was incredibly condescending. And it was when his gaze because lecherous towards you that you popped him in the mouth.

A loud pop rung throughout the room as Yujiro’s head is thrown back to the side. Everyone’s eyes are widened in a mixture of shock, awe, and horror (as well as a bit of lust).

Yujiro’s eyes are wide and there’s a large grin on his face when he turns to look at you. You now have his attention

Pickle is cooing at you, the caveman standing between you and Yujiro. His canines bared at the man. Pickle didn’t like Yujiro one bit

[itshirohi]

You know what, screw it, I'll give you this Yujiro too as a treat 🥴 This was a one unholy drawing session let me tell you. But I was in a really horrible mood that night and needed something silly to cheer me up. Speaking of silly, I also made this absolutely cursed thing for whatever it's worth.

I am so sorry (not really).

Also reminder that my character drawing/doodle requests are open atm! (Baki / Bleach / DMC / Mortal Kombat)

[boku-no-bunbun]

Can I request a story where baki and Jack have a little sister and woth them she's really nice and sweet but with there day she matches energy and is just as mean and bitchy as he is?

Yes I can 😌

I hope you like it ♥

Warning: strong language, name calling, yujiro hanma

Baki and Jack were at the arena and sparing on the sand floor as dust clouds pick up with every move. Sitting on the side watching was Tokugawa and Captain stratum also sitting with them was baki and Jack's little sister. She has always been interested in fighting, not really wanting to complete but she sure as he'll can beat up to 200 people if she wanted. Tokugawa even asked if she would be willing to participate in any championships but she politely declined saying she just really love to watch and support her big brothers.

"I'm curious though, you're brothers are encouraged to fight by your dad, what dose he think about you fighting?" There was a bit of a pause after Tokugawas question. Captain just looked away knowing exactly what's coming next. "I don't really care what that big bastard thinks, I'd beat his ass if I want to then we'll see what he thinks about me fighting." Y/n says as she crossed her arms. He dosent like her dad. He killed her mom before she was old enough to know what she looked like and though her childhood she was raised by her brothers and when her dad was involved he was always yelling and batching.

the young hanma always felt that you should treat people the way you want to be treated so she always gave him the same attitude back. They have there little moments of him giving advice to be stronger, then its back to insults.

After about 2 hours Baki and Jack were finished there match and the three hanma siblings were standing outside talking about what they would eat tonight when there hair started to stand up followed by a strong presence.

"So you three gonna just stand there, or are you gonna greet your faughter?" A rough voice was heard and Jack stays silent while baki turns around. "Hey dad" baki gives a lazy smile. Y/n on the other hand rols her eyes and looks up at the oger annoyed. "What do you want old man?" "What do I want... I wanna know what the hell I was watching earlier!!!"

Baki and Jack grow stiff and sigh "watching you two fight was like watching tots throw a tantrum, have you learned nothing!!! What a disgrace!" Jack just roles his eyes while baki tries to say something, but before he could get anything out yujiro turn to his daughter and start yelling at her. "And you! What the hell do you mean I'm a big bastard! You ungrateful ass! You could never beat me in a fight not even in your dreams! I demand an apology!"

Y/n sighs and relaxes and starts off "well dad I would apologize... If what I said wasn't true ass hole! You're always fussing about something! And if you're so worried about it fight me if you don't like what I said!" Baki sweat drops and tries to calm both his dad and sister down. "Hey how about we go have a nice family dinner or something?" "Shut the hell up, the last time we ate together you ate more fists than food!" Y/n gets more mad and her aura becomes more menacing "Don't yell at my fucking brother like that! He was trying to be nice" "oh look at you trying to be the savior around here, you couldn't beat anyone even if you tried! Maybe if you weren't so slutty you could spend more time training!" "Takes one to know one bitch, and maybe I wouldn't be a slit if my own father wasn't such a fat whore!"

Baki stands there watching not knowing what to do as his sister and dad go back and forth. Jack puts a hand on his brothers shoulder "you should know more than anyone baki, that you shouldn't get in between a fight that has nothing to do with you." "Yeah... we never found out what we would have for dinner though."

[3690134xfor9]

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