#baki hanma fanfiction

[cicioh2]

Hi! Ahh so excited there’s a new baki writing blog. I was wondering, could you do some Katsumi boyfriend headcanons? He’s a himbo in my mind and I wanna kiss him for it. Thanks 🥰

Yes I'm excited as well ᕕ(՞ᗜ՞)ᕗ!!

Also ofc, thank you for requesting!!

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Katsumi Orochi;

✎ Katsumi is very serious when it comes to dating—he dates to marry. That means he's very careful with choosing partners—so whoever it Is he ends up with is very lucky.

✎ He loves it when his S/O comes to the dojo with him and watches him train the other students. He actually persuades his lover into doing so.

✎ Katsumi is incredibly romantic. Spurring out as many compliments and flirts any chance he gets.

✎ Katsumi prefers just staying home with his S/O, he doesn't like going out—he just wants to be alone with his oh so precious lover, no need for other people to be around.

✎ Katsumi always admits it if he's in the wrong in a situation and will apologize—then to continue on and make sure he doesn't make the same mistake.

✎ The man won't hesitate to harm anyone that threatens his S/O—of course giving the person(s) a warning first, but of the person(s) doesn't stop after that, Katsumi will use physical tactics.

✎ Katsumi usually gets comfortable in the relationship after a month—he takes things a little to quickly. By the fifth month of dating he'll start talking about his S/O moving in with him.

✎ Katsumi loves teasing his partner, joking about their height or something silly that they may do.

✎ Katsumi also tends to joke a lot with his S/O, whether it's about something he saw online—a coworker or just some dumb dad joke. usually before he tells the joke, he can't even keep his laugh in, no matter how unfunny or stupid it may be.

✎ Katsumi loves hearing his S/O talk about their day and what they have been doing when he wasn't around.

✎ When it comes to PDA, he's kinda awkward, not in a nervous way though. It's kinda funny, he'll whisper in his S/O's ear and say something like "Hey.. it's okay for me to kiss you here.. Right?? " the whisper not being sensual at all.

✎ If another person were to confess feelings to Katsumi's S/O, He would act how Baki did to Kozue when Muhammed Ali Jr. Confessed. Katsumi won't force his lover to stay with him. It's not his choice. He wants what makes his lover happiest.

✎ Katsumi loves nothing more than to take a nice hot bath with his S/O—or shower. Nothing sexual. Just somewhere where he's calmest and can relax his muscles. He loves it especially if his S/O were to wash his body for him.

✎ When Katsumi sleeps with his S/O, he's always big spoon. He snores when he sleeps and it's hard to get him up once he's down. He always has his arms around his S/O's waist, to the point where it's hard to leave the man's grasp.

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(Sorry if it's to short but here!

Thank you!! ♡♡))

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Baki Head Canons:

My Kind Of Love

Yandere Hanayama Kaoru x Fem Reader

TW: arranged marriage/ forced relationship, yandere, stalking, etc

You were the adopted daughter of another yakuza family, one that was engaged to Hanayama Kaoru since birth. Your fate long decided for you…

Hanayama wasn’t a bad person per se, for the son of a yakuza family. The only issue was that he hardly spoke. Nope. Hanayama often stared at you while you did all of the talking… he was a silent yet intimidating presence. Especially as the two of you grew older.

As a child, he’d often sit beside you. You used to think he was shy, so you’d talk with him in a soft tone. You were gregarious compared to his taciturn self. Yet you never made him feel unwelcome so he would always turn up for every ‘play date’ your parents set up. It made you think he tolerated you… how wrong you were.

When he grew old enough to get his back tattoo, he had spoken to you briefly. “I have something important to do, but I will be back.” You had thought that was odd, but you smiled at your fiancé. “Okay, Hanayama. I’ll be waiting for you then so be safe.” You thought it was kind of cute how his ears turned pink… who knew he could blush.

When you saw him again, you were shocked by all of the scars that littered his body, yet you didn’t nag him. No, you simply held him and smiled at him. “Thank you for keeping your word.” You failed to notice how his heart hammered in his chest when your fingers lightly traced over the scabs on his face. “Those will be some pretty gnarly scars, but they’ll make you look cool.” You had no idea what you did to this man…

When his mother’s health began to deteriorate, he had you at his side. He was such a large teenager, yet he looked so small when he’d fold himself up into your lap. You often ran your fingers through his dark locks and softly reassured him. He still hardly spoke, but you finally caught him with a small smile on his face.

When his mother passed, he was prone to bursts of anger yet he never showed that side of himself to you. No. You were precious to him… more precious than anything in the world. And you deserved to be protected and pampered. He began to seek advice from Kizaki about romance after that.

Now that the two of you were in your twenties, he’d often pull you into his lap. He still hardly spoke but he would make you be near him in anyway possible if the two of you were alone. It was quite odd.

Sometimes you’d swear you would spot his men trailing behind you if you were out and about, yet they were gone when you’d turn around. There was no way your stoic fiancé was stalking you… right?

He’d gift you bouquets of roses and invite you out to dinner with outfits he’d pick out. You would receive handwritten notes of love that borderlines obsession. There was no way Hanayama wrote those, you didn’t even know if he actually liked you. Hanayama hardly spoke after all…

His stabs at romance were interesting to say the least. Hanayama’s actions were loud. His gifts were extravagant and borderline gaudy, yet you didn’t mind. You were engaged after all. And that wedding date was rabidly approaching…

The wedding was grand, large, and heavily guarded. And Hanayama’s hand tightly gripped yours in an inescapable hold. It was nerve wracking to say the least.

And the minute it was time for that honeymoon, you were rushed off quickly. Hanayama practically dragged you to the suite, his breathing ragged, his scarred face flushed, and his black hair a bit disheveled. Was he okay? You’ve never seen him so expressive.

It wasn’t until he had you all alone that he began to rip at his clothes like a madman. You barely had the first button undone before he was on you. His fundoshi the last garment on him. His lips eagerly pressed against the side of your neck.

“Hanayama? We really don’t have to-“ your voice was stuck in your throat when he pulled away to stare at you with his dark eyes.

“I’ve waited so many years to hold you like a man.” Hanayama muttered. “I’ve held back for so long and now you’re finally mine.”

You’re peppered with more impatient kisses while his thick fingers made quick work of your wedding dress. “I love you so much, my beautiful wife.”

How were you to know that your fiancé actually loved you this entire time? Not to mention, how sore his kind of love would leave you after tonight…

[kengan-daddies]

The Boy Next Door Baki Hanma x Motherly! Older Female Reader

Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4

Anime : Baki: Son of Ogre Character : Baki Hanma Warning : Mention of child abuse, child neglect, questionable behavior, horror aspect

The Boy Next Door Baki Hanma x Motherly! Older Female Reader

The Boy Next Door Baki Hanma x Motherly! Older Female Reader

It's been about 5 months since Baki moved into your home, life has been the best it's ever been for you both. Baki had a mother and you had a son. Baki's grades have improved greatly since then too, you've helped him with his homework whenever he needed it and he also seemed to learn more easier with your help. You couldn't help with everything but with a few subjects, you could. He's been happier lately too, he'd spend most of the week at home while on weekends he'd go to his 'man cave' and he'd work out and train nonstop for hours. Then on Sunday evening he'd come home and eat dinner with you before he'd go to bed. Some weekends he didn't train at all, opting to stay home with you instead. Helping with chores, watching TV with you, going shopping, and even hanging out for the day.

You've gotten use to folding extra clothes, washing extra dishes, cleaning an extra room, and taking care of a dog. It was all familiar yet new to you. You've gotten used to helping Baki sleep at night, combing your fingers through his hair until he falls asleep. You've gotten used to him being up long before you on weekdays, you've gotten used to him following you around like a lost child, always ready to help you with even the smallest of tasks. He was always around, always there to help you when you least expect it, you found it cute. You've learned that Baki was a nervous kid. He wasn't used to asking for help or having a parent around. He was quick to leave without saying goodbye, but he'd always come rushing back in to either give you a hug or a quick goodbye.

You've gotten used to his physical affection, he liked hugs, but he didn't give hugs. instead, he'd rather receive them. He'd lean his head on your shoulder, or he'd hover around you quietly, looking sad or deep in thought. You didn't mind giving him hugs, it reminded you of his childhood, when he'd come rushing to you, tattered and beaten. Blood staining his clothes, his hair a mess, and bruises covering him. He'd say that he wasn't in pain but that he was sad, sad that his mother didn't love him. You've always given Baki hugs since you've known him, he'd find you in the most random of places, and he'd hang around you for the day, feeling comfort from your presence alone, and that still stands to this day.

You stood in the laundry room, and you were loading your clothes into the wash, starting with your pants, then shirts, and lastly underwear. You hummed a little tune as you hunched over the edge of the washing machine, one of your legs bent at the knee while your other leg was pushed up on your toe to help you reach into the washing machine. You sighed as you stood back up straight, Baki was standing behind you, a blank look on his face as he watched you load the wash with cleaning supplies. You closed the wash and turned it on. You turned around and almost ran into Baki but his hands held your shoulders to keep you from walking into him. You stared up at him in shock before you smiled at him. "Oh, Baki you startled me." You said with a chuckle.

His blank stare was strong and it made you slightly nervous. "Baki? ... What's wrong?" You asked. He stared at you a little longer before he released your shoulders and he looked down in thought. You stared at him in question and curiosity, your nervousness leaving you as worry overcame you instead. "Well... I was wondering... Would it be okay if... Kozue came by today?... I, uh... Want her to meet you." He said nervously. Your worried stare slowly melted into a sweet smile. "Of course, you can Baki, I don't mind at all dear." You said as you placed a hand on his shoulder. He gave released a shaky sigh at your response. "Awesome." He said.

The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

Baki was walking home with Kozue next to him, they were quiet most of the way, just enjoying each other's company. Kozue was the first to speak up. "So... I'm going to meet your 'mom'?" She asked her gaze still on the pavement. Baki's lip twitched and his hand slightly clenched into a loose fist. "Yes, you're going to meet my Mom." He said in a light defensive tone. She looked over at him, seeing his jaw tight, his gaze cast forward. She looked away with an apologetic stare. "Sorry... We're going to meet your Mom, and I'm sure she's lovely." She said in a much more accepting tone. His jaw loosened and he gave a small smile. "She is... She's the most wonderful person you'll ever meet... She's so beautiful and so kind... I don't know where I would be without her." He said his voice full of admiration and love. She stared at him with a perplexed stare before she looked away her eyes towards the sky as she smiled. "Yeah... I most certainly can't wait to meet her now." She said.

He gave a light chuckle, his eyes gleaming as he saw the apartment complex not too far. "There, just up ahead." He said. She looked at the apartment complex. "Wow, it's a good-looking place." She said Baki's cheat swelled with pride. "I know right? My mom got the best taste." He said in a boastful voice. She chuckled at him as they entered the gate, heading towards the stairs. Their shoes tapped against the concrete stairs as they ascended to the fourth floor, once there, Baki dug in his pocket as he led the way, fishing for the key as they neared the door. They stopped in front of it and he began unlocking the door, however the door opened and Baki pulled back in slight shock when you suddenly opened it.

You stared at him with a smile, your hair combed and some light makeup on your face, you wore a casual outfit your purse on your shoulder, and some comfortable shoes on. "Hey Baki!! Glad to see you're home!" You happily said with a wave. They both stared at you as they blinked in thought, trying to understand. Baki was the first to speak. "Mom, where are you going?" He asked as he eyed the purse and your light makeup. You chuckled with a light wave of your hand. "Oh nowhere now, I just got back from the store actually." You explained. He frowned. "But I wanted to come with." He whined. You gave him a half-assed apologetic smile as you reached up to ruffle his hair. "Sorry Baki, I'll wait for you to get out of school next time." You said.

He pouted in response. "Okay." He said. You smiled sweetly as you gave him a light punch to his chin. "Aww, don't be like that sport, I promise to bring you with me next time, I promise, plus I got cha a snack!!" You said with a cheeky smile. A smile graced his face. "Really!?... Weeeeel." He said with false contemplation as he rolled his eyes in thought. Kozue watched you both, observing you both in your most natural element. She smiled softly at the two. 'She isn't his birth mother, but she's practically his mother... Their bond is so strong and it's full of happiness too.' She thought to herself as she watched you both laugh and goof around.

The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

Kozue and Baki both sat in the living area on the couch, they were watching TV, and the sound of you fixing them a light snack could be heard in the kitchen, the two were watching the news, listening to the newsreportor speaking about crimes going on about in their area. Kozue looked over at Baki without moving her head, her eyes stared at him in wonderment and question as she saw the strange look on his face. 'Emotionless... Yet thoughtful and... What was that last emotion? I've never seen it before... It doesn't look right on Baki's face.' She thought as she stared at him from the corner of her eye. She looked to where he was looking and she saw you. She stared at you, trying to understand the reason for the look on his face. 'She's not doing anything strange to be gawked at like that, she's just making a snack.' She thought as she stared at you.

You moved back and forth slightly, preparing the light fulfilling snack for the two teens, you hummed a little tune while you were deep in thought, you walked over to the fridge and pulled out two cans of soda for them to drink from. You picked up their plates one in each hand as you turned around and you walked to them with a sweet smile on your face. "Here you two go, I hope sandwiches, chips, and cookies are enough to fill you two." You said as you placed the plates on the little table. They both smiled as they got off the couch and sat down before the little table. Baki had 4 sandwiches, 2 bags of chips, and 5 cookies while Kozue had 2 sandwiches, a bag of chips, and 4 cookies. Kozue smiled. "I haven't had a snack like this since I was a kid." She said as you placed their sodas down next to their plates.

You smiled at her. "Trust me, when you get older, you'll go back to these 'childhood snacks', they save so much time and they're actually pretty fulfilling." You explained. Kozue smiled at you. "What makes it so good?" She asked. "Nothing, it's just the fact that now you can actually appreciate the 'snack' as an easy meal is all." You said with a shrug. She stared at you for a moment before she looked at the plate. "Appreciate the snack as a meal..." She said to herself as she pondered the words. You chuckled at her. "You may not understand now, but you will one day, until then eat up!! I'll most definitely be cooking dinner tonight so that'll be a good 'meal' to hold you both over until then." You explained as you ruffled Baki's hair.

He looked up at you like a curious puppy and it made your heart melt. 'He's so adorable!!!' You thought. You pulled your hand away as you stretched your arms high, squealing in pleasure when you heard some bones pop that you didn't know where from. Your shirt rose up some, showing your lower stomach, you walked towards the stairs and you sighed, you stepped up on the first step before you looked back at them. "If you two need anything, just come ask, until then, Kozue?" You said giving her a pointed stare. She perked up as she looked over at you. "Yes ma'am?" She asked. You pointed over at Baki. "Ask Baki for anything and make yourself at home okay?" You said placing your hand on the railing. She nodded her head.

"Good. I'll see you two later, I'm tired, I need a nap." You said as you walked up the stairs. "Okay, bye Mom, sleep well." "Bye Miss (L/N), sleep good." They both said bidding you farewell you waved back lazily as you vanished upstairs. They both listened as your door opened and closed, they looked at one another and they smiled before they closed their eyes and clasped their hands together, and said their thanks.

The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

Dinner has been cooked and served, and the three of you sat at the dining table eating your dinner. The sound of chopsticks lightly tapping together, the sound of bowls and cups being softly placed back down, and the sound of talking and laughter. That's all that could be heard as the three of you ate. Kozue could feel the love in the air, it was thick, it was beautiful, it was real. She could stay here forever, watching both you and Baki. "You guys deserve each other, the love is real and strong." She said. Both you and Baki stared at her. "You guys share so much harmony, it's truly one of a kind." She continued. Baki gave a soft chuckle as he looked down at his hands and you smiled at her. "Thank you, Kozue, you're a lovely girl. I'm so proud that Baki has found such a young woman like you." You said as you reached over and lightly pinched his cheek. "Ow." he whispered. Kozue blushed as she smiled bashfully at you. You chuckled as you let go of Baki's cheek. "Yeah, Kozue is a one-of-a-kind girl, she's real special." Baki said softly as he looked over at Kozue.

Your heart hammered in your chest as you watched them both smile at one another. "So many years have gone by... I missed so much... I'm sorry Baki." You said with a sigh. Baki looked over at you in shock at your words. "What are you talking about? You've done more than enough." He said a wavering smile on his face. You shook your head. "I could've done more, when I heard of your mother's death, I should've came to you, but I hid out... I was afraid." You said your gaze locked on your fingers as they rubbed against each other. "Afraid of what?" He asked, his voice almost a whisper. "I was afraid that you wouldn't want me in your life anymore, that your mother was your one and only, I didn't want you to feel like I was replacing her." You explained. Baki's hands balled into a fist as he breathed in shakily. "Don't say that." He said. "But it's true... I should've came to you sooner, I left you alone for four years, Baki... I'm a terrible person." You said with an empty chuckle.

He slammed his hands sown on the table, making both you and Kozue shake. "STOP SAYING THAT!!!" He shouted. You both stared at him in shock. "Baki." Kozue whispered. He walked around the table and he grabbed your arms, making you stand up as he turned you towards him. "Don't ever say such terrible things about yourself. You lie when you say that you left me alone for four years. You always left a bento box at my door for me to take to school every morning, you always folded my clothes for me when I wasn't home, you always kept my home clean, you kept groceries in my fridge, you'd buy me new clothes. You weren't there physically but you were there, and that was more than enough for me!!" He said his eyes gleaming in rage and passion. You stared up at him, speechless. "You were always there for me, you were always making my day brighter!! And then... You came to see me that day." His voice and grip relaxed, he wasn't holding you so tightly anymore, and his stare wasn't as intense.

"That rainy Saturday morning, you knew I didn't have any school that day, and you came to see me, drenched in rain, no shoes, the only thing you wore was that large shirt you like to wear to sleep, soaked in rainwater... You looked so pitiful yet so beautiful and strong at that moment... I was so happy to see you." He said, the memory just as vivid in his mind as if he was reliving it again. He held you in his arms, getting soaked himself but he didn't care, as he crumbled to the ground with you, the sound of your small voice constantly apologizing to him over and over, and he constantly replied with his hand rubbing your head as he reassured you that it was okay... It was a fond memory that he held close to his heart... Kozue watched as Baki hugged you tightly, his hand rubbing your head gently, your hand balled into the back of his shirt your face pressed into his shoulder, she didn't know that she was watching what happened that rainy Saturday morning, she smiled at the tender sight. Her smile slowly faded when she saw the gleam in Baki's eyes.

Even his face seemed different, it was the same stare she had seen earlier that day when you were making them a snack, it made her shiver in fear as she saw the look, it was so unfamiliar... so un-Baki... It was almost sinister. "I won't let anything happen to you, I promise... I won't let anyone ever separate us ever again... No matter who, they are." He said, his gaze cutting over to Kozue. Her blood froze in her veins, and her eyes widened in fear as she stared at the dangerous glare in Baki's eyes. 'It's aimed at me... He's including me as a threat too... Does that mean... that everything we've been through doesn't matter to him?... Does his mother mean more than that?... Would he actually kill me?' She thought, his gaze was dangerous and filled with promise of violence. He finally looked away from Kozue and he pulled back from you, his eyes back to being loving and kind as he looked down at you.

You smiled at him. "Thank you, Baki, you're so sweet." You said, your hand reaching up as you pulled him down by his shoulder, and you kissed his forehead gently. "I'll do my best to be a great mother to you." You said. He smiled sweetly at you. "You already are, Mom." He said.

The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

Kouze and Baki walked down the dark street together, silence enveloping them both as they walked to Kozue's home. You told Baki to walk her home and to make sure she got there safely, you gave her a hug goodbye and you let Baki know that you'll be at home waiting for him to get back and that he couldn't hang out because he had school tomorrow... They never spoke, from the time they left Baki's home to the time they were all the way to Kozue's home. He bid her farewell and that he'd see her later, and with that, he left, almost anxious to get home... She sat up in her room, dressed in her night clothes as she brushed her hair out, her mind wondering to what happened at dinner. "That stare, that look... It wasn't Baki at all, he almost seemed like a monster... He gave her that stare at the most random at times." She spoke aloud to herself as she thought back to the strange blank stare he would give you. "He almost looked... Hungry in a way... Like he was hunting... It wasn't normal." She said as she placed her brush down. Her eyes widen in realization. "No... not hunger... but possession... He's possessive of his Mom... It's normal, no matter how you look at it." She said as she looked down at her lap.

Her hands in her lap gripped the fabric of her pajama pants. "And then there was that stare he gave me... when he promised that he and his mom would never get separated... no matter who it was... It was full of violence, no ounce of love in his eyes as he stared at me... I've never seen him look at me like that, not even to his opponents would he would look at them like that." She spoke, her voice wavering from fear. She sat there a little longer before she reached over and she turned off her lamp light, she walked over to her bed and she got under the blankets, she laid there for a while on her back before she turned towards the window, the slight slither in between her curtains let her see the night sky. 'I'm starting to think... That Miss (L/N) might be in danger.' She thought as she pulled the covers closer to her chin. 'I just hope I'm wrong again.' She thought.

The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

You laid in your bed, sleeping soundly, your blankets pushed off you in your sleep as you got hot, your shirt rolled up to your under breasts, Baki's dog has found himself to like your company so much that he actually sleeps in your bed with you, curled up to your side. Your room door was wide open, the house was dark but you could still see faintly. Next to your bed stood Baki, the same blank stare as he looked down on you, he was wearing his muscle shirt and pajama pants. His eyes studied your face, neck, breast, arms, stomach, crotch, thigh, legs, and feet. He leaned down till his nose was barely brushing against yours. "I'll always keep you safe, Mom... and I'll kill anyone who ever tries to separate us... we're meant to be together, forever." He whispered.

[skullvgirl]

boys who tell you to dress inappropriately when going out together, who tell you not to worry about creeps or freaks because—have you seen the size of their arms?? >>

who tell you its gonna be alright and that whatever the problem is that caused you to be upset in the first place can be fixed >>

but only in two ways:

one, he gets to suck it till your purple and blue or two you tell him the address of the offender before he finds it himself >>

boys who loom over your shoulder menacenly as you talk to litterally anyone, who is always pressed up against you, hand in your back pocket, lightly kneading the fat >>

sighhhhh

BAROU, andy, baki, PICKLE, UVOGIN, and tengen probably .

+ your favs ofc

[fresh-fanfics]

Jack Hanma Crush Headcanons (SFW)

Heyy these are the first hcs I have written for any character. I'm in a bit of a writing mood, but I didn't want to write a full-fledged fanfic. So you're getting this thing for the biting cyborg, lmaoo. The headcanons are gender neutral. You can insert whatever character or yourself if you want to.

Enjoy!

Jack has never dated anyone before up to this point, so he'd be clueless about romance and how to deal with it. The first time he fell in love took him some time to understand how he was feeling.

I would imagine that he tried to push those thoughts away and focus on his training, but wouldn’t be able to get his crush out of his head.

He would try to find his answers by going directly to the source and asking his crush what they've been doing to him that keeps him up at night

After realizing that he has a crush, he would try to push his crush away so they won't get hurt by him. He doesn't really see himself as a good man for anybody since he's never been good at being affectionate.

But if his crush was persistent, he won't be able to take his mind off them and start to hang out with them more.

Despite how rough around the edges he can be when it comes to dating, he would try his best to make his crush feel comfortable and loved. He doesn't want to fuck up his chances since this is a once in a lifetime opportunity for him.

He starts to fight, not just to beat his father into a pulp but to protect his crush (if his crush is not a fighter). He no longer needs to rely on drugs, steroids, or medical procedures to gain the strength he needs in the ring.

As cheesy as it sounds, his crush would re-center his goal to becoming the strongest man alive from something that built out of spite into something more positive in his life. He would start taking breaks and put more effort into strengthening his mental health.

He may not shower his crush with gifts or compliments, but he makes time for them. His whole life has been about building strength, yet he feels the need to spend enough time for his crush. If they managed to get the biting cyborg to hang up his gloves for a minute, they must really be someone that Jack deeply admires and appreciate.

[poopyballz28]

Can I get a uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh chiba x baki with a side of baki making chiba flustered cause he knows he has an effect on him.......with a large drink pls

Of course, my dear friend. Enjoy!

"Ugh..!" A frustrated groan of pain escaped from Chiharu's mouth as he was knocked directly on his butt by the man in front of him. He could feel every part of his body pulsating, hurting. He was covered in bruises and scratches lining his body up and down, drops of blood illuminating in the moonlight. But he didn't really seem to mind it all that much, being too busy glaring the man in front of him down.

"Hm? Do you concede already?" Baki said, a small awkward smile appearing on his face. God, how Chiharu just hated that stupid little face of his. Oh, how bad he wanted to punch that dumb...adorable smile off of it. It was infuriating. They've already fought 5 times this week, but each time Chiharu just couldn't seem to get the upper hand over him. Not to mention that ridiculous cocky smile he always has to see when it's over. Chiharu sighed, laying his back down on the ground and staring at the sky. It was quite late, stars beautifully shining above the two.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Chiharu says, interrupting the silence, still staring at the night sky.

"Hm?" Baki mutters lightly, clearly looking a little confused.

"You're just gonna stand there instead of finish me off?

Baki couldn't help but sigh, just what the hell does he mean finish him off?

"This fights already over." Baki said, sighing.

"It'll never be. If you don't end it right now. Go ahead."

"Kill me." Chiharu said, a small smirk on his exhausted face.

Before he could process why he'd even say something like that, Baki began walking towards him.

Then suddenly, he was on top of him, his arms outstretched beside Chiharu's head. Then there was that look. That look that always seemed to make Chiharu's head twirl. Those eyes that felt like they were always looking down on him happened to be so strikingly...beautiful. Chiharu felt his cheeks grow warmer the longer their sort of staring contest continued. That was until Baki suddenly broke the silence between them, leaning his head further down, their faces now inches apart.

"Chiharu." Baki said, a small smile painted on his lips. "If there's anyone out there who'd want to beat you to pulp, it would be nothing in comparison to how I do it."

Chiharu was completely dumbfounded, still thoughtlessly staring into Baki's eyes.

"But to kill you?" Baki couldn't help but slightly laugh at the thought. "I don't think I'd ever be able to do that." This made Chiharu's gaze soften, but before he could even manage to get any words out, Baki spoke.

"Because I admire you. I think you're amazing. In every aspect."

Holy shit. He admires...who? Chiharu's softer expression then formed into one of shock, his eyes slightly widening with a deep blush taking over his cheeks. This man, so gifted and great in all of the things he does, this guy who's not even comparable to me in the slightest and you're trying to tell me he...admires me? Chiharu couldn't wrap his head around it at all, but something about it made his heart pound outside of his chest.

"Not to mention..." Baki leaned his head even closer into Chiharu, his eyelids lowering.

"How cute you tend to be." Baki said softly, before planting a quick kiss to Chiharu's lips.

Seriously? He...seriously?

Chiharu's face was now redder than a tomato, his head spinning profusely and his heart beating faster than if he was still fighting.

"Baki...you..."

"Hehe." Baki laughed, a satisfied smile plastered on his youthful face.

And just like that, Chiharu lost to Baki twice in one night. Again.

[sl33paholics]

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[lovehypegirl]

we're going places

[gideonfromthecrypt]

" After a terrible nightmare, Adrien changes, a change that ignited a fire inside him. A fire of confidence, a fire of power, a fire of desire, desire to be the strongest creature in Paris, to protect everyone he cares about. For the first time in his life, he feels in control. "

Art for one of my fics, kinda of a random idea i use to relax, miraculous x Baki, there wasn't any SO I MAKE IT MYSELF a little bit of crack a tiny bit serious. please give a read. check it out here

[cicioh2]

hey poopyballz28 here 🤓

can i get general nsfw or sfw kiyosumi katou headcanons 🤔💯💪

thank you 👍

Wsp poopyballz28, and ofc!! Also, thank you for this request.

I'm going to go ahead and do both tho!! ⍢⃝

(I'm sorry if Katoa seems a little ooc, in this but I'll try my best!

ꈍᴗꈍ )

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Kiyosumi Katou; (Sfw)

✎ Despite how cocky and arrogant he may be around friends, family, and suchlike, he's very sweet to his S/O, he tries his best to make them happy.

✎ At first he may be little awkward, he hasn't been in many relationships.

✎ Katou loves getting gifts for his

S/O, he feels bad if they aren't expensive. if his S/O were to tell him he doesn't need to buy such expensive gifts, he'd just ignore them and pretend he forgot.

✎ When Katou sleeps with his S/O, he prefers being the small spoon, he likes feeling of them hugging onto him, despite how big or small the S/O may be. Occasionally he may be the big spoon.

✎ If Katou is fighting and his S/O

is watching, it makes him much more worried of losing, as it would ruin his ego more than it would if they weren't there. He knows he's not the strongest person but he doesn't want his lover to think that as well. At the same time though, it is a good thing, makes him want to defeat his opponent much more.

✎ He's not scared to hug or kiss in public, unless that's something that his S/O isn't okay with. But if not that, he'll always have a hand around their waist or be holding hands with his S/O.

✎ Katou doesn't really use a lot of names, every now and then he might call his S/O, "Love" or perhaps "Baby". Just the normal kinda stuff.

✎ Katou enjoys talking rather than listening to his S/O, although he loves hearing their voice and such, he still would rather talk to his S/O as he loves seeing the expressions on their face when he brings up all the shenanigans that are going on. He does make sure that his S/O knows what's going on outside their love life.

✎ Katou also likes taking his S/O out to eat a lot, he loves going on dates with his other lover.

✎ If he does something wrong and he's arguing with S/O, at first he'll probably lie his way out, not liking the idea of being the bad guy in a situation, but of course succumbing and addmiting defeat soon (Telling the truth) . Usually he'll only lie if it's only something that he doesn't see as that important.

✎ If Katou's lover is crying he'll stop whatever it is he's doing (Unless it's a fight of course, he can't really stop that) and go to make them feel better, which usually consists of hugs and kisses all over his lover's face, telling them that it's gonna be okay and bringing up how he'll take them out to eat when they feel better.

Kiyosumi Katou; (Nsfw)

✎ Now, it's much different when it comes to S/O's and Katou's sex life, he can be a lot different.

✎ Katou is a only a little above average when it comes to the length of his cock. And it doesn't take to much foreplay to get S/O ready.

✎ When it comes to places, he'd probably be willing to fuck his S/O in a fast food bathroom if he was horny enough for it.

✎ Katou likes cowgirl and missionary positions. He likes seeing his S/O's face at all times when he fucks them. If his S/O is on top (such as doing cowgirl) and they get tired, he'll grab them by their thighs-not to hard, but enough to use them as if they were the base of a flesh light. I mean, he is strong.

✎ Katou doesn't really like the idea of threesomes and stuff like that, he'd prefer to keep his S/O completely to himself.

✎ Katou likes the thought of his S/O

Begging for him to fuck them. He doesn't like slut shaming though, Just not his thing. But he really would love if his S/O were to get on their knees and plead for him to put himself somewhere inside them. Of course if his S/O were to do this, they'd be rewarded with praises once Katou made his move.

✎ Katou doesn't really use toys on his S/O, he feels that he can please his lover enough with his hands and cock. But, if his S/O were to bring it up, he wouldn't say no.

✎ Katou isn't the best with aftercare, he'll help clean up and after that he probably will just stay quiet and hold his lover in a tight embrace.

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(To anyone reading this, please give me your honest thoughts on this, I'm not the best writer and I would appreciate some constructive criticism. Also I'm sorry if the NSFW part was short, I was trying my best to think of things (◞‸◟ㆀ)

Thank you!!! ♡♡♡♡)

[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.

[kengan-daddies]

Dating a Cougar Baki Hanma x Older Girlfriend!! Reader

Baki Hanma x Older Girlfriend Reader Series

Anime : Baki: Son of Ogre

Character : Baki Hanma

Warning : Mommy Kink, Lactation Kink, mention of masturbation, little space, DMlb

Dating a Cougar Baki Hanma x Older Girlfriend!! Reader

Dating a Cougar Baki Hanma x Older Girlfriend!! Reader

You and Baki have been dating for about three months now, you've been his biggest and most prized secret, almost like a new technique that he developed, you were just that special. He honestly doesn't even know how he was able to pull you into being his to begin with, his boyish charm seemed to be enough to lure you in, and honestly, he wasn't complaining.

Dating an older woman had its perks. You had a nice place in your name, a job, a car, business experience, and great motherly instincts. You were perfect. Since you were older, you were more understanding, patient, and aware, you were attentive and were everything he wanted and needed in a woman. His last girlfriend wasn't bad, she was great... But she was easier to scare off without even trying, since she was young, like himself, she was inexperienced, impatient, and limited.

He honestly didn't care to date after her, he didn't have much success in finding love, mainly due to the fact that he was so determined to defeat his father, till he didn't have enough time to give the right amount of affection. But you were different, you didn't come seeking him out for affection, for attention, you only came to check in on him. Make sure he was eating, his home was clean, his clothes were washed, and his school work wasn't overwhelming. You can to take care of him when he least expected you to, and he grew spoiled from it.

He liked the attention you gave him, sort of like a mother, except you were his woman. You came by every weekend, dropping off groceries, cooking him a meal that'll last for some days, cleaning his clothes, and keeping his home clean. He loved it... but then your visits started to become shorter, less frequent even... Were you cheating on him?... No, you must've been busy with work... What if he wasn't man enough for you... Was everything okay at home, maybe he should drop by and check in... Hopefully it wasn't another man... an older man... one who could help take care of you... better than he could.

But he was pleasantly surprised when it was in fact your job, a few people got fired, increasing your workload, he could live with that... But now that you had more responsibilities at work, you couldn't take care of him anymore. No more visits, no more of your good cooking, No more of your back rubs as you'd listen to him vent, no more TV time, no more nap time... It all became less and less and he was greedy... He's never been greedier for anything in his life aside from strength, so he made up his mind to start staying at your place.

First, it started as frequent visits from him to you. Coming to your home that smelled of you, laughing, talking, cooking, it was all like it never stopped... but then he needed his clothes washed, so he brought of laundry for you to wash, and he'd 'forget' them there at your place, forgetting to get them every time he came over, he started bringing his hygienic products, seeing as how he'd spend many nights here at a time. Then he'd start leaving his shoes, his pillow his blanket.... Until he moved in he still goes back to the little shack to train, he spends the day there while at night he's at your place.

You didn't seem to mind him living with you, if he didn't know any better, he'd say that you enjoy spoiling him just as much as he loves it. Getting comfort hugs, back rubs, cuddles, and meals. He almost didn't want to admit to it, but he was starting to think that he had a Mommy Kink or something, it'd sometimes turn him on, especially when you were extra sweet and motherly to him. Brushing his hair as he'd nuzzle into your breasts, placing sweet kisses on his cheeks when he's eating, holding his hand in crowded places.

It was enough to get his cock hard at times, and it was more often than not when it happened, he felt like a pervert, but he couldn't help it... He loved it... Who would've guessed that having an older girlfriend would've awoken that realization about himself? He wondered if it had any effects on you... Does it make your nipples tight and hard? Does it make your clit throb? You pussy clench? He'd fantasize and wonder as he'd stroke himself to the thought of you, breasts full of milk as he'd suckle from you, your fingers running through his hair as he did.

He'd wonder, as he'd whine out your name in a whispered whimper as he'd imagine you sucking his cock, while telling how sweet, smart, and strong he was. He'd imagine you, in your naked glory beneath him, telling him to make mommy feel good, like a good boy... He was a good boy... He was your good boy. He'd always and forever be your good boy.

[vassalor]

*watch too much Baki*

I need a fic from it. Unless i'll die

[fresh-fanfics]

Katsumi Orochi Crush Headcanons (SFW)

HEYYY I decided to make more headcanons for ma boi Katsumi here, I love him sm. These headcanons can apply to anyone. It's gender neutral, and you can insert any canon character if you want to.

Enjoy!

This man is the sweetest, and I have no doubt that he'd be the best boyfriend ever. If he's dedicated to karate, he would extend that to his crush.

He loves being the person his crush relies on and talks to about their day. He wants to be shoulder to cry on and the man that makes his crush's hard day a little better.

He might beat people up for a living, but he has a soft heart and is a hopeless romantic. He's into the cheesy romances that involve marriage and having children together (whether they be biological or adopted wouldn't matter to him because he'll love them the same). Out of all the characters in Baki, he's the true gentleman.

Katsumi would give his crush these little gifts whenever he can, always remembering their favourite things.

He's a hopeless case when he comes to flirting. He'd fumble over his words, trying to make himself look impressive. Expect cheesy pick up lines and him somehow fucking up the punchline.

His crush is always in the back of his mind, giving him energy to get through the day. They're the thing that pick him up when things are not going well.

Honestly, if his crush took one look at him, he'd be sold. There is nothing in this world that would ever make Katsumi's heart beat faster than getting the attention of the person he loved the most.

Doppo and Natsue cannot ever stop hearing about his crush. Every small little thing that he noticed about them will be the next thing they're gonna hear over dinner.

[poopyballz28]

Bleeding colors

an awfully short doysumi fanfiction

It's a bit unacceptable the lack of character x character content in this fandom, so I decided to write and post this little self-indulgent doysumi fic, written about Hectors perspective on Katsumi. Like and subscribe, as always.

In the beginning of the two’s relationship, Hector was initially a little distant with Katsumi, not wanting to get attached to him so easily. But he knew that something was, strangely, drawing him towards him. His blazing demeanor, his radiant smile, maybe? As much as he tried to ignore all of the feelings he didn't understand, he failed to erase him from his mind. There was something so pure and captivating about him and he just couldn’t seem to grasp the meaning of it.

His whole life, spent surviving within the frigid darkness, a mysterious warm light abruptly illuminates brightly in front of him. And that same soft light is reaching out his hand just to save him. But does he really need “saving”? It’s a thought that he dwelled on for a while. Was he truly unhappy about his life? His dismal way of living? The dried blood stained on his hands? Even that was something he never really bothered to think about. Things were just the way they were. There was no changing them. No matter how much of a cruel way of living it was to others.

But that light.

That satisfying tightness in his chest that arises when he’s near it.

Emotions he never thought he’d feel. Feelings he never thought he’d understand.

The bleak world he once lived in that was so void of color was suddenly filled with all sorts of vibrant tones that seemed incomprehensible to him mere months ago. For once, that common sickening hue of red wasn't the only color that his life circled around. It was blue, green, yellow, violet, and other beautiful shades that he didn't want to disappear. It was all so bright. Maybe even difficult to enjoy at first. But the source of all of this change was so enthralling. A change of reality all caused by one person. And that person's side, he never wants to leave.

Maybe letting some of those vivid colors bleed onto him isn’t such a bad idea after all.