#kengan omega x you

[aughhay]

anonymous sent

“Raian fucking us in the arena bathroom before his match with ohma!!?!”

𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐞 — 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 .

✧ context: afab!reader, y/n and raian r in an arranged marriage , raw sex ! p in v, raian’s a bit jealous, overstim(?), mentions of dumbification, SEX IN BATHROOM , idk what the position is called so use ur imagination, raian cums inside, kissing , slight choking

↪︎ c/c: 9.0k+

✭ an: hey yall did yall miss me ……. 💔 had to come back cuz i saw all the requests abt raian (SIGH) .. see now i dont fw him , but obviously yall do so im gone write him ! please lmk if hes ooc or not cuz my brain was struggling. also ill fix the quotation marks later its twelve and i have an interview tmrww. 🙁

18+ !

ˏˋ ☠︎︎ ˊ˗ raian had never had a challenging fight , never had to grind very hard for his wins . so why was he so worked up over this upcoming bum he was fighting in the tournament ?

a play of blood and gore , that’s what raian ’ s into these days . fighting his opponents as if mere entertainment until they ’ re damn near paralyzed . as a now labeled ‘ kure ’—thanks to a recent arranged marriage , your responsibility was to aid raian in combat knowledge , help him fight against opponents .

“shut the fuck up , jus’ a bastard trying to flaunt .” his lips contorted into some sort of disgusted scowl , his fists hiding in his pockets .

a murmur flows from your lips , “ that ’ s no way to talk to me , raian .”

he grunts in response , “ gh . “ he didn ‘ t mean his words to come out that way .

the two of you sauntered in circles around the arena layout , your fingers busy with holding the tablet , showcasing previously live-streamed wins . this ohma guy seemed like a fair pair for raian , maybe more . you wanted raian to win, you were on his side ! but the thought of him losing was a possibility scrambling through your head . yes, the burly man looked broken after every victory . but he was like a firing bullet , an unstoppable force ready to take on your husband .

“ . . the hell are you so quiet for ; jumping to conclusions ? ”

and he sees it , the way that hesitant look keeps fighting to stay off your face .

“ raian, i want— no, i need you to stay focused before and during this upcoming fight. we can’t risk a sudden loss due to your— “

“you don’t believe in me , do you ? what a fucked up wife i got arranged with .”

your fingertips clutched deeper into the tablet , as if you were in some battle with yourself . trying to combat a ruthless mentality like raian ’ s is a burdensome task . he hates being seen as some kind of chump , the one who takes bullshit without complaint , it pisses him off .

“ you think just cause this bastard is giving you some kind of turn on , he can knock my shit ? what about me , you don ‘ t think ‘ m good enough ? ”

before you can even comprehend the moment , raian jerks the tablet out from your palms—as if snatching a toy from a disobedient child . raian doesn ’ t give a damn , it ’ s not the priority right now ; it ‘ s the fact that you’re not giving him credit for being one of the most strongest out there . he knows it , why don’t you ?

so how long till his fight with ohma; an hour or so ?

whatever , he ‘s got the time to show you why .

—

your frame felt flattened against the cold stall wall , he didn ‘ t even have enough respect to bring you to a private bathroom , as if ready to show you off with pride .

his jeans sagged around his pale thighs , slowly falling with each second . his grip tightened under your right knee , positioning your legs to expose your swollen cunt — aroused and flustered .

your forearm was pressed against the stall ‘ s solid build , forced with the job of balancing your weight as you tried to adjust your body from the insistent rocking . your fingers tucked into a fist —tightening as raian ‘ s pelvis keeps hitting yours with his insistent need .

his cock dragged through your walls , separating your pussy with a brash fervor as his snowy pubes meshed with your skin . it ‘ s hell , the way he overstimulates your cunt ; your clitoris rigid and twitching like a madman as his dick kept breaking into you .

raian wasn ‘ t concerned , watching how your words die down into inaudible mumbles and your eyelids stutter . in fact , he likes it this way—unable to hear your unnecessary commentary whenever his dick keeps punching into you .

his steps grew forward, sandwiching your figure between the stall and pure hulk . he ‘ s greedy , wants his full rod deep inside your gut . like a punishment meant to teach you— informing you who ‘ s the best . your leg rode over his shoulder with continuous fidgeting , toes clenched in the air while your sodden panties hang from your ankle .

you gaze up into the warm light above , a vulnerable gleam in your eyes as if begging for relief , asking for help from any higher power . tiny buckles of tears clouded your vision and coos echoed from the soft ‘o’ of your lips with raian practically knocking the wind from you .

and it ‘ s so dirty from below , the obvious squelching from your sopping slit being rammed into is loud . fogging up your brain till you’re just an unintelligible mess .

his scleras , the color of midnight , stare down at you . this is his wife , his informant always by his side , now a drunken mess who ‘ s pussy is drooling over his dick clear as day .

“ stupid , “ he mutters ,

the way you look at him is so stupid , that dumb look on you face makes his dick ache more and more inside you .

the devil won ‘ t let you go .

your eyes, blurry and comforted in a daze , now locked onto him as he cups your cheeks , shadowing over your face as a trail of saliva dripped from his tongue— raian licking your salted skin . claiming you like prey .

you feel as though you can barely comprehend it , especially as his lips meet yours into a wet kiss . your dramatic moans spewing into his mouth with every animalistic thrust that satiated your pussy .

“mghuh ! ouhhh !”

“so loud , are you gonna admit i can beat that guy ‘ s ass now ? hah ?“

his hand that previously held your face still now lowers to your neck , your vocal cords shuddering in response as his fingers curl—gripping your throat .

he sighs , a facade of boredom in his mute eyes .

“you can ‘ t even admit it when my cock is fucking you up , can you ? weak .”

so as the intensity reached to peak , raian ' s grip tightened into your supple , mellow skin . pressing his fingers deeper into the soft flesh of your neck just below your jaw .

every subtle squeeze conveyed that raw devilish power , that furious need to prove himself not just on the arena — but right here , against the wall of this bathroom .

" look at you , breaking down on my dick ; it ‘ s fucking pathetic , or maybe you love it . ”

his husky words slurred into your ear, a mocking tone that seeped into your cloudy senses .

“ngh . .”

"make up your mind , or i ’ ll fuck it up for you ."

his dick kept relentlessly barging into you , the slick , crude sounds of your wet pussy enveloping him , greedily pulling him deeper inside with your clingy sex . a white , messy ring gathered around raian ‘s fat rod ; coming from your tight slit gathering from precum and slick .

the whole act was brutal ; lustful grunts , and the humid , sticky aroma of sex filled the narrow stall . raian didn ‘ t hesitate , not even for a second , his figure colliding into yours with an unyielding rhythm with wet loud slaps that could seem to go on forever .

you tried to reply , to form words , anything to appease him or regain some semblance of control , but each word was swallowed by the shockwaves of pleasure ravaging through your body .

raian ’ s eyes , dark and inscrutable, stood fixed on you , drinking in every shift in expression , every quiet plea glazed in both agony and ecstasy .

eventually , his pace picked up , vigorous and even more forceful , hinting that his climax was nearing . the hand on your throat moved back to your tummy , then to your swollen clitoris , pinching heartlessly .

“jus ‘ admit it , you think ‘ m gonna lose , huh ? tell me , ” he growled.

“ if you gush , i ‘ ll give you the damn benefit of the doubt . ”

before you could gather a coherent thought , the assembling pressure in your belly snapped . your climax hit you hard , squeezing around raian ‘ s pulsating meat . milking him as your entire body trembled and shuddered .

no sooner had the ripples of your orgasm subsided than , raian groaned and cursed loudly , his body stiffening as he reached his own selfish pleasure and slammed his fist on the stall next to your head . his cum shot inside you , cementing his dominance in such a vulnerable moment .

the only noises audible were the heavy breaths exerting from raian , filling you up in pulses matching with the same tempo of a heart beat . your hips attempted to wiggle afar — only to be brought back by raian ‘ s demanding hands , wanting to get his last thrusts in .

fixing his pants after letting your leg down , raian's expression softened just a tad , a sly smirk forming as he looked at your disheveled state trembling . he stared as you tried to stabilize like a newborn lamb , scoffing at the act .

“ whose ass am i gonna kick ?”

marked and spent , the echo of his words blended with the lingering sting of raw , undeniable power .

“t— . . tuh— tokita ohma ‘ s . .” you exhaled hopelessly , facing the stall wall .

“ louder . “

“ y—you ‘ ll b—beat toki. . hughn. . tokita ohma ! “

“ . . finally got it through your thick skull , all you needed was guidance from your damn husband . ”

his cheeks contort from the smirk on his face .

[melikedraw]

Hmm! Looks like someone didn't get any sleep on Christmas night!

[ddollfface]

Hello, first of all I really appreciate your blog. I love to read your story's, they are incredible C:

Secondly, I wanted to take a request for a yandere baki? Like, he falls for a classmate who is really shy and insecure but she secretly trains to become more confident and stronger? Maybe Baki wants to help her (or not depends on how you think yandere baki would be) and also protect her?

Sorry if my request is a little bit confusing ^^" If it's too random for you, you can just write general yandere baki headcanons :") I hope you have a nice day and thank you in advance :D<3

𝐀 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝

𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚!𝘽𝙖𝙠𝙞 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Trigger Warnings; Bad writing, she/her pronouns, possessive thoughts, not really yandere, reader is depicted as really socially awkward and clumsy, uhhh Kozue doesn't exist in this universe ig (I'm sorry bbg) It's no problem, nonny! I love it when ya'll give me random scenarios lol. Though I write really slowly, so sorry that it's been so long... Enjoy and give me any feedback! I'm still trying to tweak Baki's character profile!

“C’mon, do one more. You got this,” 

You panted, stretching your muscles to the extent you could, bringing your chin above the bar, trying to focus on the searing stretch in your muscles, and using it to motivate you as you lifted yourself up once more. Your thighs were clenched, trying to fight gravity, and get twenty pull-ups, surprising yourself when your head gets above the bar. 

Seventeen… that’s Baki’s age, you think with a small smile gracing your face as you go for another one, only to whine, wincing as your arms refuse to move. Just as you’re about to drop, you feel your classmate, who you’re too nervous to call a friend, hands grab your waist, helping you down from the pull-up bar. His hands cupped your waist, practically carrying your weight in his hands, catching you off-guard.

“I-thank you, Baki,” You mumbled, glancing over your shoulder as he set you on the ground, and smiling. A warm feeling fluttered in your chest, feeling accomplished at how many pull-ups you did. Only just a month ago, you couldn’t even hang from the bar without getting sore, but with Baki’s help, you’ve improved so much! It makes you giddy as you think of your progress, of how far you’ve come, and how much stronger you’ll be in the future. It gives you a surge of confidence whenever you find yourself exerting some of your newfound strength, beginning to love yourself a little more. 

“No problemo,” Baki shrugs, trying to remain lax, ignoring the throbbing of his heart. He got to touch you, place his hands on your waist, and carry your weight. God, you’re so pretty, even when you’re all sweaty. He felt like a lovesick schoolboy (he is). Your presence feels like a punch to the gut, giving him a newfound energy, the same feeling he chases when he fights. His heart pumping blood throughout his body, forcing it through his veins as his brain races with thoughts, thoughts, and more thoughts. He can almost feel his hands shake, practically begging his conscience for a chance to grab, hold, and smother you with affection, to pepper kisses all over your face, and praise your body in a way you deserve. 

He can’t even describe the surge of joy he got when you asked him for help, looking at him… well you didn’t look at him, preferring the ground’s gaze whenever you talk to him, but that didn’t matter too much. Your words were far more important. The moment your soft voice shyly asked for him to train you, to help you out because you wanted to be better, to be more confident. 

And while Baki loved you for who you were and the way you were he understood. He understood wanting to be better, to strive for more and more until your nails have gone raw and bloody, unable to claw away. He understands the feeling of not being where you want to be, of not being stronger, or accomplishing more. 

Though you both have different reasons for training, he understands the core values of it. You’re training to help build confidence and find value in yourself, while Baki does it because it’s a staple in his life, the only consistent pillar throughout his short years. But you both share the determination and though you likely will never be as strong as him, which is completely okay and likely how he’d prefer it, he admires how you had the confidence to approach him, asking him for help with something so personal.

Of course, he said yes. What kind of man would he be if he denied you help? Especially when you asked so sweetly? He still remembers how his cheeks grew warm and how he could hear his heart thud against his ribs at the idea of watching you work out. And though, Baki will never admit to it… you’re just so pretty, the prettiest thing he’s ever seen. You’re so soft, so kind, and just so cute. There’s no way he can’t gawk, respectfully, whenever he sees you squat, or how you smile whenever you complete a set, looking at him with amazement. Sometimes you’ll even hug him! And, honestly, he could die a happy man!

He tries his hardest, never wanting to make you uncomfortable, keeping your best interests in mind, and that’s why he absolutely refuses to let you work out in public. Nope, nope, nope, that’s not going to happen. Sure, you two can go on a run together, but he makes sure to give you one of his athletic zip-ups, not wanting guys to gawk at you, knowing that they will. 

It doesn’t matter that you’re only sixteen, he knows how men think, how they reduce you to your body. You’re so much more than that, and that’s why his blood boiled when he saw a guy let his eyes trail across your body as you did some push-ups. Yeah, no, you’re never going to a public gym again, that was the first and last time he’d ever let you do that. 

And if you were to ask, he’ll just say that you can’t even imagine the amount of sweat and bacteria on those machines. Can’t you imagine how many sweaty, grubby hands have touched those dumbbells? Or how many people have sat on that bench? Yeah, you can’t give him a number, and after that, you refused to touch your face without washing your hands and wiping away any grime from your face with a wet wipe, even upping your skincare a little.

Don’t get it wrong, you’re not a germaphobe or anything, but you had to agree with Baki, though you weren’t going to challenge him either way. You had noticed the gleam in his eyes as he pulled you up and off the floor, stopping you in the middle of your rep. Of course, you pouted a little, seeing as you were about to do ten push-ups! But you didn’t say anything, not wanting to stir any trouble, so you just kept your head down as Baki said you guys were going to end early. 

You didn’t want to, but you trusted Baki, and you weren’t going to say no when he looked so sure of himself. You hadn’t noticed the way his eyes seemingly darkened when he walked behind you, noticing how your leggings hugged you too tightly, nor did you seem to care when he handed you a jacket, saying you looked a little cold. If anything, you thought it was extremely sweet, and it made your cheeks grow warm, and your stomach does flips. 

“Well, it’s getting pretty late; you want me to take you home?” Baki’s voice draws you out of your little trip down memory lane, causing you to look up from your hands, which you were probably staring at for an embarrassing amount of time. With a small smile, you nod your head, turning to face Baki, and wiping some sweat from your brow. 

“Um, sure! That sounds like a plan-” You cut yourself off with an awkward chuckle, internally cursing yourself for being such a dork. I mean, what could Baki, probably the strongest man in the world, be thinking of you? He probably thinks you're super duper weird and that you sweat too much, oh God. What if you smell! 

Slowly losing yourself in your thoughts, Baki quirked a brow, noticing that you seemingly were spacing out, so, like any normal person who definitely hasn’t been daydreaming about his moment since he first met you, he placed his hand on your shoulder and tilts his head, “*Hey, are you good? You’re not lightheaded or anything, right? That wouldn’t be too good, yeah?*”

Baki had a small, reassuring smile on his lips, and the small mole on his upper lip stretched slightly, catching your attention. Feeling your cheeks heat up, your brain went into override, becoming overwhelmed with how close Baki was. You could see all the pores in his skin, and you could feel him too. His palm was oddly warm, maybe a little sweaty, but that was probably just you… ew. His hand cupped your shoulder, thumb drumming against your colder skin softly as he awaited your response, but you just looked at him with parted lips, eyes wide, and mind blank. 

You definitely looked like an idiot, you were sure of it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything, feeling a little awestruck. Let’s just say that conversations have really never been your thing, especially when they’re cute guys without a shirt. Trying your best, you succeeded in keeping your eyes locked on his face, not letting them linger and drift down to his neck, where his SCM muscle flowed down to his clavicle and mended with the infrahyoid muscle group, only for his trapezius muscle to lay over his shoulder blade and peak from his back. His pectoralis majors were bulging against his sternum, making him seem more like a bodybuilder than a normal, teenage boy, not even to mention his serratus anterior, which was clearly defined and wrapped around his sides-

“Geez, man, you’re such a creep, staring at my muscles,” Baki chuckled, hiding how giddy he felt with your eyes on him, him, him.  His hand moved from your shoulder to your head, ruffling your hair with a cheeky grin as he tilted his head teasingly, “Is that a little drool I see there?” The hand on your head moved to cup your cheek, rubbing his thumb over your lower lip, as if there were really drool (there wasn’t, he just wanted to make you flustered). His calloused fingers teased your cheek, almost covering your whole face, and you thought you might just die. 

“Pphha-Oh, my God! I’m so, so sorry, Baki! That was so weird-” You fumbled over yourself, practically jumping away from his hand with a warm face. Your lips were trembling slightly, your nerves dripping through your veins as you cracked your knuckles, unsure of what to do with yourself as you felt your blood turn into molten lava. Standing with your arms straight and hands by your side, you quickly maneuvered to get your stuff, quickly remembering what the conversation was. Slinging your duffle bag over your shoulder, your legs were unstable as you steadied yourself and glanced around Baki’s home, not wanting to come anywhere near his gaze. 

“Well, anyways-I, um… I think I should go, um, home.” I spoke unceremoniously, ending your words with an out-of-place cough, only fueling Baki’s amusement as he looked you up and down. You were just so cute. He could just eat you up. His syrupy brown eyes swirled with amusement, taking in your nervous form. He really is obsessed, isn’t he?

He can’t get enough of your flustered smile, the way your lips quirk and tremble as you let meaningless words slip from your lips. Your eyes always got so scattered, flickering across whatever room, just to avoid his gaze. Although he’d love for you to get more comfortable, to just relax around him, he does enjoy these moments where you slur your speech and wave your hands around; it’s comforting in a sense. Deciding not to push any further, knowing your heart would probably thump out of your chest, he shrugs his shoulders and gives your bicep a small tap, “Sure thing, I’ll let you off this time.”

His voice was soft and playful as to coax you out of being so nervous. You just smile stiffly, feeling your heart thump, thump, thump, going crazy in your ribcage as you try to cool your tense figure, to slow the blood flooding in your ears. Giving him a nervous, wonky smile, you shrug your bag further up your shoulders, needing to do anything to distract you from the situation at hand. Baki was just so cool, and everything about him was amazing, but you were just… you. For God’s sake! Baki is probably the strongest man in the world, for all you know! And he’s training you of all people? He must be an angel or something… 

That’s what you think. You don’t know the gleam that flickers through his eyes whenever you turn away, the pure, utterless obsession that flows through his veins. Though Baki wouldn’t consider himself to be a jealous man, by any means, he can’t help but worry about you. You also don’t know the amount of men he’s dealt with through the school year; the amount of people he’s had to… steer away from you, just to keep you safe. But that’s good. You don’t need to know, ever. 

And you still don’t know as you walk side-by-side through the residential neighborhood, Baki holding your bag, of course. He always insists that he helps you out, seeing as you must be oh so tired from your workout, so just let him help you out, yeah?

To you, it was a smooth night, although a little awkward and embarrassing, it was nice. There was a soft breeze, so it was pleasing on the back of your neck, and you could feel your hair tussle and flow. Humming under your breath, you glance around the neighborhood you know like the back of your hand, and observe the different houses. Many were more 1970s-stylized architecture, but it was pretty nonetheless. They all had dark, wooden frames and sloped roofs, guarded by flimsy, wooden fences. With your eyes locked onto your surroundings, you lost track of how long you’d been walking until Baki suddenly stopped, nudging you for your attention. 

“Oh, thanks for walking me home, Baki…” You chuckle, catching yourself before you could make you look like more of an airhead. Scratching your cheek, you turned your back, standing in front of the gate that led to your small home, where your parents were probably snooping out the window to see what cute boy had brought you home…

“Nah, we’re chillin’. I just want to make sure you’re safe, you know how it is.” He shrugged, giving you a small, endearing smile before shoving his hands into his jean pockets, glancing at the ground before looking back at you. Giggling sheepishly, you messed with the hem of your shirt, before clearing your throat and straightening your posture. The air was oddly relaxing, though still a little stiff.

“Yeah, but you really didn’t need to, especially since you’re carrying my bag, too!” You sighed dramatically, pursing your lips slightly as you tried to make the mood a little lighter, more for yourself than Baki. He chuckled, rolling his eyes a little with some sass, handing you your bag as you motioned for it. 

“Geez, what d’ya think of me? I’d be a pretty shitty friend if I let you walk out here by yourself.” Baki flicked your forehead with a quirked brow, continuing, “But really don’t mention it. You’re like my best friend, practically my responsibility.” He added with a nonchalant grin. 

Nodding your head with a smile, trying to ignore the growing warmth on the back of your neck. God, talking to Baki was so easy, even if you fumbled your words an embarrassing amount of times, and you couldn’t help but feel your brain speed up, racing a million miles per hour. Subconsciously, your eyes kept lingering, down, down, down toward his lips, watching them move as he spoke. No matter how much you tried to ignore it, there was a tug on your heart, feeling a pull toward Baki, and he felt it, too. 

Just do it. Just do it. Just do it. Oh, c’mon! Just do it! You hyped yourself up, adjusting your duffle bag on your shoulder as I leaned your weight onto one foot to another, slightly nudging yourself closer to Baki. Your heart was pounding, ringing in your ears as you kept your eyes nervously locked on his face. Baki had continued talking, rambling off about some fight he had recently. Of course, you loved hearing Baki talk, but you couldn’t think straight, hyper-fixating on this inner turmoil that took over your thoughts. Though Baki had noticed your fidgeting and shift in behavior, he brushed it off as you just being antsy to go to sleep. Wait; why are you so close?

And just like that your lips brushed against his cheek, only there for half a second that Baki thought that he had imagined it. A slip of electricity had shot through both of you, a lingering warmth on his cheek as Baki stared at you with wide eyes. You just kissed him! Baki’s brain went into overload, standing there with his lips parted like a fish. Of course, your face had blossomed with an overwhelming amount of warmth, so hot that even Baki could feel it radiate off of you. Without a second thought, you rushed into your home, though not without running into the half-opened gate and tripping up the steps. 

Baki hadn’t even noticed your clumsy movements, far too focused on the warmth that swelled under his skin, a feeling he wasn’t used to. The tips of his fingers were pulsing, feeling static as he urged himself to do something, but his mind was caught up on what he felt. Everything was upside down, his world spinning, and the rhythm of his heart kept him in a jumble. It felt like his brain was empty but swirling with more thoughts than it should. Your lips felt oh so soft, and he couldn’t forget; he didn’t want to forget. 

“You’re just too much.” He mumbled under his breath, a newfound determination blossomed in his heart, and a lovesick gleam in his brown eyes. You just confirmed everything he’s ever wanted and dreamed of; you were his. You want to be his. That just means that you don’t need them either, all you need is him, and he’s sure you wouldn’t mind just staying at his place, right? You’re practically dating now, and it’s only right that you live together; that’s what couples do, right? 

As he walked away, steps a little off-center, a plan formed in his head, obsessive delusions fueling it. With just one, small kiss, you had decided your fate. No longer could you get off as just being his “best friend”, no. You were his lover now, his future wife. Though you didn’t seem to fully grasp that, Baki’s glad to give a helping hand.

[janitetsu]

Househusband Kureishi Headcanons!

wc: 1,550 Happy birthday, Mitsuyo!! The more I see of him, the more I swoon and fall in love. One of the newest additions to my Kengan Husbands tier. ^0^ Who are the rest? Well...you will find out soon.

WARNINGS: - mostly gender-neutral s/o, mentions of pussy, gendered spousal terms, creampie mention, breeding mention

As per Strike it Rich chapter 39, this man is a smooth talker. If he can freely call other ladies beautiful, what more with the person he’s decided to spend the rest of his life with? Gives you compliments anytime, anywhere. He is so shameless about it, too

Gives you cute nicknames (sweetie, sweetheart, darling, wifey), and said nickname is also your name in his contacts list. When you’re calling, he will definitely make some buzz about it, whether he’s massaging someone’s joints in his orthopedic clinic, training Cosmo and Adam (or Nozomi, Nozomin as he calls her, from ISSK) in his dojo, or just hanging out with Joji.

Kureishi: Oho, what’s this? My sweetheart is calling me, excuse me~ (He earns eye rolls from Adam and chuckles from Cosmo and Nozomi)

Joji: Your wife/husband/partner never hits you. I’m jealous, Kureishi.

Maybe I’m too woke but I HATE how Joji’s domestic abuse and eye-scratch scar are played for laughs because it’s done by his wife each time he comes home from drinking T.T Anyway…

He WILL help out with all the household chores and offer to do them for you. His favorite chore is ironing clothes. 

When he sees you already doing chores, he will always offer to take over. Afterwards, he gives you a massage: his expertise! This man canonically has many certificates not just for being a great martial artist, but also for being a skilled chiropractor. You get Japan’s best chiropractor to give you massages…for free!

If you put him in charge of cooking, he’s going to have a bias towards cooking and serving his own favorite food: curry. After a while of just curry rice, though, he learns to cook different varieties of curry like Thai Curry and Filipino Curry (Kare-Kare), among others.

Compared to his gladiator/fighting arena days in Fist of the Seeker, he’s really mellowed out and will continue to be just as chill in marriage. His “bone-breaking fetish” is purely towards opponents and people he deems dangerous to his loved ones (though he *does* feel some tingles when massaging you and hearing some joints or bones crack. Don’t worry. Unlike before where he’d just “rub one out” in the shower, he’ll kindly ask you to help him with his “problem”, should it get “bigger and harder”.)

 Will only “revert” back to his old ways when he has to beat up someone who wronged you. He was protective of Koga, again, what more with his life partner?

Loves wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and resting his chin on your head (or shoulder if you’re taller) and barraging you with compliments while doing so.

“You smell so good, as always.”, “You’re so cute, so beautiful/handsome.”, “How’d I get so lucky?”, “God, I love you so much.”

Never really thought he’d settle down, given his gladiator past and current background (famous national mixed martial artist/coach and awarded chiropractor). Many have tried, but he either found them shallow, or he just didn’t have the time due to his busy schedule given that he’s got two jobs.

Bought a house after you two got engaged. His apartment days were over the moment you passed 2 years of dating. He was already looking to buy a house and just never told you.

Money was and will never be a problem. Years after the events of FOTS, he’s likely earned quite a bit of cash given that he’s now famous all over Japan as a martial artist and chiropractor. Never had anything else to spend on besides equipment and maintenance of his dojo and clinic, which are in adjacent buildings (to maximize the space and minimize the cost of maintenance and travel). Because of this, he loves spoiling you and getting you little trinkets that you mentioned in passing liking, or outright expensive things you request for. A Rilakkuma teddy bear? Noted. Vivienne Westwood designer goods? Noted as well. Be careful what you randomly say, he WILL end up buying it later. (“Hey, this one looks cool/cute!”, pretends to not notice). 

He (most likely) lives in TOKYO! His dojo and clinic are canonically located in Ochanomizu and he most likely lives within the area, too. Living expenses in Tokyo are insane, a rough estimate being 158,000 yen (over 1000 USD, or 60,000 PHP in my currency). Trust me when I say your future is secure with Mitsuyo.

Not really much of a drinker and only drinks on occasion, unlike his old pal Joji. Perhaps during anniversaries, special holidays, or birthdays. He always advises his orthopedic clinic patients to not drink booze and opt for water instead (Danberu Chapter 21), so you bet he’ll do his best to apply the advice he always gives them to himself.

Will ease off the teasing in the honeymoon stages of your marriage (he’s in the “Swooning, I can’t believe this is my reality now”-rose-tinted shades phase) but goes back to it after a few months or so.

Being the youngest of five siblings, he’s probably gotten tasked with looking after nieces and nephews. I like to think this is one of the reasons he’s a natural at teaching. Because of this, he has never-ending patience. Need help with improving at any chore? He’s got you covered. Prepare for a lot of teasing when he’s teaching you, though. He loves getting a rise out of you. When you’ve reached a “boiling” point, he kisses you on the forehead, cheek, or lips, depending on the severity.

“My sweetheart, so cute, even when you’re angry. Even when your brows are almost one because of how much you’re scowling ♡. I love you so much ♥. (PUNCH HIM!!! You try; he catches your fist and chuckles before kissing it. HE IS INSUFFERABLE!!!)

Related to above, is experienced with kids. Definitely wants lots of them. Proposes to outdo his older siblings and have four or five children. Is excited to get to the point of your married life where you get to call each other “Mama”, “Papa”, “Mommy”, or “Daddy”.

“How is Mama doing today, hmmm ♥?”, “Mitsu…really…?” “No, no, you should be saying “Papa” ♥”

Your kid: “Papa, Papa! I want—” Kureishi: “Hmmhmm, ask Mama/Daddy/Mommy ♡”

Your kid: “Papa, can I go outside to play?” Kureishi: “Mm, I don’t know, can you?”

Teases his kids too, but his favorite person to tease will always be you.

If you can have biological children, they will have his natural pink hair. Sorry. (I refuse!! the anime’s color choice!!! PINK-HAIRED KUREISHI is the only valid Kureishi!)

NSFW

Has gotten around before dating you, mostly short flings, never anything too long-term because of his busy schedule.

Sex…in his chiropractor uniform. Have you SEEN how tightly snug that damn uniform is on him? It’s like he’s doing it on purpose. His muscles and chest are ready to burst out at the seams. He’s definitely closed up shop early or heck, spontaneously to fuck you on his massage table.

Sometimes (around a 50/50 chance. THAT kind of sometimes), massages can lead to sex, it’s up to you if you want to stop his advances or let him continue. He can’t help himself—he loves you too much.

You’re lying on your chest, eyes closed and smiling, thinking today is a normal Mitsuyo Massage Day…and then as he’s massaging your back, he snakes his arm under and fondles your chest, his calloused fingers playing with your nipples. Well. Looks like you were wrong today.

HATES being belittled. Ask him “Is that all you got?”, “Can you go any slower?”, “Is this it?”, “Are you really a martial artist?” and you will open the (white) flood gates. You WILL get folded in half, you WILL get creampied many times, and you WILL not walk for weeks. He will NOT massage you afterwards to teach you a lesson. During these times, aftercare will mostly consist of kisses and praises.

“Hmm?? It hurts? Well, that’s what brats like you get ♡.” *kisses u*

Holds your hand during sex and loves brushing his thumb over your wedding ring. It’s mark and proof that you’re his. (though he does love marking you inside, too)

I WILL make everyone have breeding kinks and LOVE the mating press!!!

Can go for many rounds. He’s a martial artist, what do you expect? Him being in his mid-thirties isn’t an obstacle, either.

A good 6.5-7 inches, not too girthy, but can give you a good stretch. Cum taste ranges from nothing to just a bit salty, making it easy to swallow despite the slight thick texture.

His crushing grip on your thighs, legs, waist, or hips leaves bruises. He does that on purpose. He doesn’t want to break his beloved’s bones, but he does want to leave marks.

Pussy-eating expert!!! Never gets exhausted and will never complain about his tongue being tired or numb. RIDE HIS FACE and he will be a happy man. No such thing as too heavy for this martial artist.

Overall: amazing husband, amazing sex skills, ALWAYS knows what he’s saying and doing. 1000/10

[yoonyeon0]

Suup gorgeous

Could you write headcanons on how kengan men would act when drunk

Maybe including gaolang and saw paing

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are we flirting rn 🤭/hj also I LOVVE your drawings, i could eat them omg they're so hot ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

𓂃۶ৎ WASTED! | kengan hcs pt. 3

જ⁀➴ WITH: lihito, meguro, mikazuchi, muteba, okubo, sawada, sekibayashi, ohms, takayama, shen, wakatsuki, saw paing

જ⁀➴ SUMMARY: the kengan men had a bit too much to drink - how do they act?

જ⁀➴ WARNINGS:

LONG AF, suggestive, mentions of alcohol, kengan men under the influence, very ooc, mentions of memory loss, mentions of puke/throwing up, hangover mentions, parties, kinda she/they pronouns being used, cussing, ect.

જ⁀➴ AUTHOR'S NOTES: this was supposed to be in two more parts but i am not finding anymore dividers so this was all mangled in one part, anyway happy new years!

𓂃۶ৎ LIHITO

well this is alr established in the anime and manga but this man has literally nothing holding him back.

and its worse when he's with okubo too

def slurs all of his words and genuinely doesn't make coherent words

only okubo can understand him

has NO self respect when he's drunk btw

"LIHITO! WHAT THE- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

you watched in horror as the man you surprisingly acquainted yourself with was stripping slowly in the middle of the party you two were attending at mr. yamashita's office. so he wasn't saying anything but knowing him for as long as you have, he was definitely already in lala land. you were about to stop him yourself to spare everyone from a tantalizing sight before someone cut you to it.

"bro. you're gonna scare all the ladies away! can't you find somewhere else to finish what ever.....this is?"

you slowly tilted your head to see an obviously irritated himuro ryo scolding lihito on his recklessness. you turned your head even more to look at lihitos reaction to only see a confused expression which shocked you.

"huuuuuuuuh? wadoyamean? moveouttathewaywillya?! igortaclimbthatthinglikerighnoo!"

as if it was on cue, the two of your faces scrunched up in an emotion that could only be explained as disturbed. was this guy seriously trying to speak any language? besides that, why the hell was he currently pointing at the walls of poor mr. yamashita's office?

"the hell are you saying? hey, your way too drunk to be here anymore dude. go home will you?"

you decided to leave the two men bicker among themselves. there was plenty of hot food and frunk sprawled on the table you had walked to. you had seen a guy with his hair buzzed standing in front of said table so you decided to make small talk hoping to make a friend.

the man, whos name you learned to be okubo, was drinking a lot as well and you were scared for both his health and his mental health. okubo was pressuring you to drink as well so that you both would end up drunk together.

as you took a drink that obviously had alcohol in it, you were so close to taking a sip before hearing the shouts of most males there, most of them being 'what the hell are you doing' and more.

when you decided to look up you not only saw lihito on the ceiling, he had no clothes on either.

what the hell.

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𓂃۶ৎ MEGURO

i can't see him drinking.

let alone drinking - I can't see him holding a cup.

but I digress

hallucinations everywhere in his mind

literally talks to himself and swears it's his dad

also says things that are so random

but he does that anyway

"hey dad, your judo was amazing y'know? but ive met guys even stronger than you - do you think i could beat them?"

you were not even the slightest bit phased as the man in front of kept talking to air - or other known as his 'dad'. this happened many times before when the man had somehow drank even when you forbade him to due to his incredible hallucinating skills.

you were currently in the kitchen making some tea with some tylenol on the side so that the man could take quickly.

"hey megs! are you done talking to your dad yet?"

at the sound of your chripy voice, the man slowly tilted his head in your direction with his tongue still hanging out of his mouth before getting on his legs to slowly waddle to your side in the kitchen. he didn't say anything, but he continued to stare at you with his large eyes.

"your so attractive."

you looked at him, scanning his face for any emotion or sign of him trying to get a reaction out of you but all you saw was sincerity.

"thank you megs, now take your medicine okay?" you said with a gleeful sigh.

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𓂃۶ৎ MIKAZUCHI

will AT MOST take a shot of whiskey. anymore is an ABSOLUTE NO.

i can't see him getting drunk because once again - he's probably too responsible to do that

but if he did get drunk

so clingy

I know he alr is without being drunk but imagine that clingy-ness x2

won't even LOOK anywhere that isn't your face.

being absolutely tackled by your boyfriend as soon as you picked him up from the bar was an understatement. you expected today to be a good day - calmly boring one.

but obviously not.

you were currently trying to convince your boyfriend to get the hell off of you but he stayed persistent. so there you were with a big mass of boyfriend suffocating you with his body weight alone on your shared bed.

"babe please-"

you were shut up with a finger on your lips.

"do you not want my love anymore? i thought we were solemates.."

the look he gave you was one you had never seen before. he was..pouting at you?

"well of course we are, it's just that i don't want a professional fighter to be laying on my body right now."

"am I hurting you?"

"well no but-"

"so why can't i be on you?"

"because it's uncomfortable as hell."

mikazuchi's pouting face slowly chilled down as he rolled over to your side while pulling you closer to him.

"okay, we can sleep like this then."

you rolled your eyes but you didnt protest because you knew that this was the best you were gonna get so you decided to drift into sleep in your loving boyfriend's arms.

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𓂃۶ৎ MUTEBA

life of the party or however that saying goes

PLEASE bring hin to any party your hosting bc when this guy is drunk he can lit a party tf up

he kinda seems like he would be the one pushing everyone to have a drink

also he is most definitely either hitting on or sleeping with all the woman at that party

"cmon dear, have drink with me!"

"im not having a drink with a complete rando so go find another person to sleep with."

the hunk of man seemed absolutely baffled by your denial of his request. he had full heartedly believed that any person who he wanted would be his but that delusion was shut down almost immediately.

but unfortunately for you, this man wasn't going down so easily.

"who said I wanted to sleep with you? is it forbidden to have a drink with someone your interested in?"

"it's more like I don't trust you at all because a man who somehow made this whole party alive again is someone that I should fear. you get what I'm saying?"

the man furrowed his brows. although he couldn't see your face due to his inability to see, he could tell that you were talking with a sense of humor in your voice. what about this was funny?

"hmm, i guess you do have a point. then, if i may, how could i convince you to share your time with me?"

"how about you work for me?"

"...work?"

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𓂃۶ৎ OKUBO

lihitos partner in crime

basically just lihito but a little more reserved

only a little bit

"oh my goodness."

as if looking for verification, you pointed up at lihito, who was currently both naked and on the ceiling to get the attention of the friend you had made earlier. little did you know, that was NOT a friend you should gone to for any reason.

as he looked up, he started to burst out laughing. you were not amused at all because everyone there was being consistently flashed by the man on the ceiling. as you were trying to calm him down, he suddenly began to start stripping at well before cheering lihito on.

so now there was two naked men, one of them hovering above everyone in the office and the other cheering. obviously, the one cheering was somewhat tackled down to the floor before being forced to put some clothes back on.

aborting your previous mission, you decided to try and find someone that knew these two so that they could be taken home. as you were looking around, you had found two men, one of them being himuro himself, who didn't seem the slightest bit phased on the disturbance happening. in matter of fact, they seemed somewhat expecting of all of this stuff to happen. the man standing next to himuro was a bit shorter and had a bob while wearing some type of traditional japanese attire.

as you approached the duo, the commotion seemed to had gotten louder and louder so you turned around to see an even more bizarre sight.

all the other drunk men had also stripped so there was a ball of naked men dancing and laughing.

what the hell.

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𓂃۶ৎ SAWADA

well my girlboss is obviously gonna slay while drunk.

he might just turn the bar table into a runway and start dancing

idk he just slays when he's drunk! he's just like that yknow?

"you sure you don't wanna dance with someone as talented as me?"

"sawada you know i would love too but i can't dance to save my life."

the man in front of you raised an eyebrow and scoffed, as if he already knew that.

"well im aware of that but i don't care! do you want to dance or not?"

"will you teach me if i say yes?"

"i.."

the man paused before continuing on, thinking about what he should say.

you sighed before giving him the best puppy eyes you could, pleading so that he would teach you at least one dance move that you could continously spam.

"ugh fine! you better match my moves well or ill never teach you again!"

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𓂃۶ৎ SEKIBAYASHI

10/10 actor here

pretends that the alcohol doesn't do anything to him but as soon as he's behind closed doors he collapses

literally is sweating bullets a stumbles and when someone asks if he's okay he responds so confidently

"IM FINE!" while his legs are threatening to let go 😭

"CHUG, CHUG, CHUG!"

a loud slam on the table from sekibayashi's big jar of beer was heard around the bar.

"COME ON! ALL OF YOU ASLEEP OR SOMETHING? BRING ME A TRUE CHALLENGE, OKAY?"

you watched seki with no emotion. the act he was putting on was kinda pitying to look at and you almost wanted to laugh at how desperately he was trying to put the tough guy act on. surprisingly enough, he had no more opponents. it seemed like everyone there had gotten the memo that none of them were gonna be able to out drink THE sekibayashi.

as seki was slowly walking down from his bar stool and up to you, he seemed to be looking around with a scowl on his face.

"damn, all of them pussied out! i was hoping to find a real man here!"

"yeah im glad that didn't happen. your legs are shaking, see?"

you pointed your hand to the legs of the man in front of you who didn't even notice how much his legs were shaking currently.

"hey! th-thats just because i have been standing for a while!"

"you were sitting but okay. let's go already, the smell in here is suffocating."

you lead seki to the car, you obviously getting into the drivers seat. as soon as you were seated, you looked at the passenger seat to see sekibayashi completely passed out. you chuckled lightly under your breath.

"what a dumbass."

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𓂃۶ৎ OHMA

forgets everything

as soon as the alcohol gets in his system he forgets everything; including you

lowkey funny though because he doesn't know anyone anymore

might slur his words but it is rare

his face gets red but in a blush typa way

"hey, who the hell are you?"

you were taken aback. who the hell were you? your girlfriend, soon-to-be wife!

"hah, funny. now you need leave that alcohol alone before you get even drunker."

you put your hand on his shoulder before he shrugged it off before giving you a stank face.

"don't touch me, i have a wife."

"yeah? im your wife idiot."

"you wish, my wife is both boautiful and amazing all in one person."

your eyebrows rose and your lips shifted into a smug smirk as you realized what was happening. somehow someway, your boyfriend had lost his memory from being drunk.

and of course you weren't gonna pass up this opportunity to see how he truly felt about you.

"hmm, you don't say? but your wife must be weak - i mean, look at you!"

he looked at you, obviously trying to give his most serious face but failing miserably with red coating his face.

"if she was here, she'd kick your ass."

"really? how do you know that?"

"i don't date, let alone marry, weak people."

you smiled, feeling content with your boyfriends responses before dismissing yourself from the conversation. of course you didn't actually leave, you just turned around the corner to the bathroom to turn right back around back out into the bar. and to no surprise, your boyfriend had seen you and called you over.

yeah, you'd be taking him out more after this.

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𓂃۶ৎ TAKAYAMA

gets flustered very easily and face gets red when he's drunk

prefers not getting drunk because of the fact he's a whole BODYGUARD

but sometimes one drink comes after the other and keeps going.

"hey, what's on your mind? you've been drinking like a mad man and you dragged me here too."

you looked at your fiancé in worry as he kept downing drink after drink. obviously, he was stressing out about something but what? you put you hand on his shoulder while he was in the middle of his 4th drink. he looked at you in surprise before slowly putting the half way done drink down.

you studied his features carefully, noting that his face was soft red and that he looked almost embarrassed to look you in the eye.

he looked down at his hands before taking yours with a soft smile.

"im okay dear, you being here is enough to get me through my worries."

"are you sure? you know you can tell me anything."

"of course, you'd be the first person id tell love."

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𓂃۶ৎ SHEN

doesn't get drunk

literally is just incapable of getting drunk

drinks as much as he wants

there were only two questions on your mind as you were seated next to the weird guy you started hanging out with who's name was 'jackie lee'.

1. why were you here in the first place?

and

2. what the hell is this guy made of?

the guy was completely odd to say the most and he definitely also had a thing for getting dead drunk - or so you thought.

here was the man jackie lee in all of his glory, downing drink after drink, most of them being beer, and having absolutely no reaction.

not even a stutter or shade of red was on him, just pure tomfoolery as he put on a nonchalant face while drinking drink after drink.

you were questioning on whether you should talk or not but you kept getting discouraged by the way he just kept drinking.

while many questions were going through your mind, you had unknowingly put on a disgusted face while looking at him and obviously, he noticed.

"why are you looking at me like that? did I do something?"

you quickly fixed your face before blurting out something you really shouldn't have.

"how can you drink so much?"

"how can you barely drink 2 beers?"

"touché."

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𓂃۶ৎ WAKATSUKI

another "i only drink when I'm stressed" er

not surprisingly i don't think he gets drunk

too responsible

coming back to this so I don't mischaracter the hell outta him

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𓂃۶ৎ SAW PAING

well i mean yells somehow even louder than he usually does

also is very energetic like he usually is but this also means that he might do crazy shit.

also yaps about nonsense

his hangovers ARE CRAZY

little sad puppy the whole next day bc his head is killing him, as well as his vocal chords

"saw please shut up, your killing me right now."

"HUUUUUUUUUH? CMON, CMON, CMON! [name], YOU CANT BE JUST LOUNGING AROUND! YOU GOTTA PUMP YOURSELF UP LIKE ME!"

you rolled your eyes lovingly. saw paing wasn't an easy guy to have a crush on but you still loved him that way. you currently were sitting by him while he was yelling his heart out about pumping yourself up and being the best out there.

"saw, you should really stop before you come complaining that your head hurts to me again."

saw whipped his head in your direction before opening his mouth wide again to yell nonsense once more. that was a habit you really needed him to stop.

you stood up from the stone ledge you were sitting on to slight tap his shoulder so that you could give him the sternest look you possibly could without laughing.

"don't come crying to me if your head hurts, 'kay?"

"WHAT?! A MAN NEVER CRIES, EVEN IF HES IN PAIN!"

"yeah, we'll see about that."

SORRY, SAW PAINGS PART WAS A BIT RUSHED!

𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙤𝙣! 𝘿𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠.

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“Wash the blood off of yourself, first….” it was the first time you’d made any sort of demand of him, and it came out low and hopeful, lacking confidence. your palm flattens against his chest, attempting to hold him steady and allow him no further purchase. if he’d wanted to, he could’ve easily overpowered you, but he pauses, his brow quirking. your eyes trail along his black tank top. beyond the fabric stretching tight over his developed muscles, it was soaked and reeked of old blood. he left blood smears on the white of the sheets and against your complexion.

“Eh?” Raian challenges, gripping your wrist tighter. any tighter and the bones that were bending against the pressure would snap, and he just wanted to remind you of that. “Thought you knew by now that I don’t give a shit about your weak constitution. Lay back and open up.”

but, you stood your ground. biting your lower lip, your palm presses harder against his chest, feeling his heart pumping below your fingertips. it was endearing to know that there was still a pulse under all that cruelty. your eyes harden as much as you can muster, and you slip your knee between his body and your own, pressing it against his abdomen. of course, if he so desired, he could pin you to the bed and take what he wanted anyways, but he’d said himself that he didn’t want a timid wife. his sceleras were abysmal, golden brows furrowing for a moment before a devilish smirk etches his mouth upwards. as if to force you to remember that he still called the shots, his hand slipped between your thighs and he cupped your sex roughly through your panties, fingers pressing hard on your button. letting out a little mew, you almost submit to him, before he whispers harshly, “Keep that pussy dripping until I get back.”

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[andy-kuramy]

HELLO WONDERFUL!!!!!!?!?!?

WILL YOU, PERCHANCE, WRITE SILLY LITTLE HEADCANONS OF OUT BEAUTIFUL HUSBAND JOSE KANZAKI

💥💥💥💥

HI MELI!! sure! Let me give you some content about José! Aka "The Ninja"

José Kanzaki Hc's

Tw: mildly suggestive topics but nothing too explicit!!

⭑When Jose doesn't have a match and isn't training, he spends time with his dad, Probably watching Wrestling matches or simply cooking together.

⭒ He loves to hug you from behind (not in a weird way, unless you are into that kind of teasing) he knows that he has a big chest, if you are ok with Physical affection, he won't hesitate in hugging you and cuddling you against himself.

⭑Also, Jose is a big teaser, in a way that you can't understand, he is able to turn your most innocent/stupid words into a double sense joke, is like magic, you need to watch your words or else he is going to joke with them till you realize what does he mean.

⭒ borrowing clothes? he doesn't mind, he would think that you look like a child using their dads clothes if you are smaller than him .

⭑but if you are the one borrowing him your clothes, he won't give them back unless you ask for the article again, and most likely excuse himself with "You didn't say when i had to give it back corazón"

⭒ If you didn't ask for your clothes back in a week, those things would smell like nice lavander detergent and a bit of Jose's cologne.

⭑ It isn't in his plans to use something that you gave him and just let it get dirty, Nuh uh, he would have it like that thing is another one of his own clothes, so if you suddenly ask for it back, expect to be smelling like your bf every time you decide to wear whatever you lent him

⭒ He does like if you play with his hair, you need to warn him tho, he can snap his neck and get quite stiff if you touch his hair while he isn't paying attention, but if you warn him before doing it, he would enjoy it (just don't pull it)

⭑talk to you in Spanish? Don't get me started, if you understand him he would have little chats in Spanish with you, if you don't understand him, he is going to do jokes in Spanish while laughing about how you are pretty much clueless

⭒ but if Jose notices that you are getting sad/Uncomfortable for not understanding what he says, be sure that he is going to translate it while apologizing and trying to confort you

⭑If you happen to be a fan of wrestling or another sport that he likes to watch, Jose would and WILL make time in his week to watch it with you, hugging your body loosely while caressing your shoulder almost in automatic

⭒ This man is PROUD of having you as his S/O even with his big personally and slightly arrogant traits, others only need to say your name for him to start ranting about how you are such a good Partner, maybe doing some jokes about you, but trying to leave your image HIGH right were you belong.

⭑ He let you use his mask once, he may said that you looked funny, but In reality he didn't wanted you to take it off.

⭒ He asked for a picture with you using his mask after a few moments, and now that is one of his favorite pictures inside of his phone.

⭑Your contact name would be simple, a bit cheesy but it came out thanks to one of the friendly banters that you had with Jose, He said it as a joke at first, but once he heard you saying it again, your destiny was sealed.

⭒He can get quite jealous, but won't say it out loud, he would rather mention it in a conversation with you and brush it off than acting out of jealousy.

⭑ Cooking is an essential skill, and Jose knows this, if you ever feel like you couldn't cook something for yourself and he knew about it, a good plate of Well cooked beef or "enchiladas" would be in your table that day, they might be spicy, but delicious nonetheless

⭒ You wanna cook with him? Sure, just give him the recipe and Together you are going to do the best dish ever known to the man..... And might get a few kisses along the process

⭑ Jose is FLEXIBLE AF you had seen him doing a moon jump easily, so if you wanted to do something "stupid" (if ykyk), go for it, he knows that his ability might get some ideas into your head, and he is ready for all of them

⭒ He is definitely a Switch, mainly a top, but if you ask him beforehand, he can let you get the upper hand and accept the role with open arms (or legs /wink wink)

⭑He isn't loud, but you definitely can get him to say your name one or two times while at it.

⭒ AGAIN, don't pull his hair too hard, he isn't against it but if you over do it, he will get up and tell you to stop

⭑ After it, Jose loves if you rest in his hold, either on his chest or arms, just the feeling of having you, His loving S/O on his hold is enough to make him feel complete.

⭒ Just be ready because he is a heavy sleeper, so better go to the bathroom and drink Water before resting on his reach, bc once he is asleep, he isn't moving till the alarm goes off.

SOOOO THIS IS THE END OF IT! This was my first time writing Hc's in an ACTUAL post, but I think I liked how this ended up.

I tried to make José as in character as I could, but giving him things that are normal in our culture like, cooking is normal amongst the family or the fact that borrowing something is just like having another clothing for your care!

But anyways, I hope you liked this Meli!

[popawritter12]

Yandere! Cosmo Imai x Fem! Reader

Yandere character: Cosmo Imai

From the anime/manga/videogame:Kengan Ashura/ Kengan Omega.

Case:Indirect threat, manipulation and persuasion.

Parts:1 of 1

Finished: Yes.

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Fights were always something so constant in your life, that got you to the point of finding it funny every time you watched one. Maybe that was why you visited your best friend, Sekibayashi, who always welcomed you with a smile plastered on his face.

Both of them had been best friends for 15 years, they genuinely loved each other, they spent each other's birthdays hanging out and laughing, they gave each other gifts that the other liked. And obviously they had the great and eccentric conversation of each other's partner or ex-partners at certain moments ---preferably when one or both of them are completely upset and cry or get angry, or laugh remembering those moments. ----. It was a great friendship, and in fact he was the one who invited you to go to the annihilation tournament with him, it was a chaotic experience, from the first fights to the final you cheered like an Argentine fan in any game, and he accompanied you as a commentator or not. But you also met a lot of nice people thanks to him, and I think it was his constant contact that led you to be such friends.

Even if others thought anything about you, you appreciated the friendship you had, you had known each other for years and he was like the brother you always wanted to have, but maybe someone else doesn't see it that way.

---So, Seki, are you still training with Koga? ---You asked, watching Jun train with his group.

---Yeah! Only he's with his father now! I'm sure he'll do well ---Jun mentioned, still following the Hindu squats.

It had been at least 30 minutes since you were there; Today was your day off from work, and since you had no plans, what could be better than visiting someone who is practically an important part of your life?

He had been training with several of his friends, although many of them --- including Koga --- tried to flirt with you, they stopped when Jun noticed that they were making you uncomfortable, he was seriously a great friend. In fact, he noticed who could be good partners for you, just to speculate, he thought about his great friends and even rivals, but he only mentioned it to you when he bothered you with it or wanted to make fun of it or have some random topic about which talk.

---How good… ---You respond, before placing the water bottle between your lips and drinking.

While you stopped for a second to think about what to mention to Sekibayashi, he took it upon himself to yell at you.

---Hey, (Name)! --- The fighter shouted at you, with a smile on his face.

You returned the bottle to the table, somewhat confused, you paid attention to him, without responding to his call.

---What do you think of Cosmo? ---Was the question he asked you.

---Cosmo Imai? The fighter from the annihilation tournament? ---You asked, feeling a certain nostalgia when remembering the tournament.

Jun finished his squat session and stopped to wipe the sweat that fell from his forehead, while he remained standing, while his companions were fallen on the floor, exhausted and with their legs shaking.

---That same one! ---he answered you, before approaching you.

You thought for a second, bringing a hand to your hair, resting your elbow on the wooden table next to you.

---Good, i supouse? ---You answer, before continuing ---Well, I didn't know him for a long time, but I really like his fighting techniques, and in fact I think he's quite charismatic.

At that, Sekibayashi stands in front of you, showing not only that he was a little uneasy, but that he looked excited about what he had in mind.

---And, tell me, (Name)… ---He looked at you, you looked at him, not understanding what he was going to tell you ---… Do you think he's handsome?

A question so offhanded that it seemed more like a slap from someone behind you than a question. You blinked several times before your hand lowered from your head to the table.

---I guess? I had never thought about it.. ---You mention, somewhat confused ---.., why?

You didn't know it, but Jun knew something that you didn't; That the great Cosmo Imai was interested in you. I suspected it from the moment he caught him staring at you, but after talking to several of Cosmo's close friends, he confirmed his idea: he was seriously, even if he was enchanted by you, since whenever he sees you he seems to smile, he mentions you to his friends from time to time, and if the few times you interacted with him were not bad experiences, in fact you had stayed by his side when there was a rebellion in the middle of the tournament.

He wanted to see what you think, tell you what he knew and see if you wanted to give the blonde a chance, but he never thought that day he would arrive today.

What you and I know is going to happen is pretty obvious, right?

The same man they were talking about was at the entrance of the place, his face went from someone quite calm to someone with a frown, almost angry.

---Hey, Cosmo, are you okay? ---That was what Koga asked, who was with a band-aid on his face.

The blonde boy immediately changed his face to a happy one, pretending that he didn't know anything.

---Yes, Koga, I'm fine.

His companion was confused, but he let him pass, then walked towards Sekibayashi.

---So, from 1 to 10, how much do you give it? ---Sekibayashi asked again.

--- Seki, I already told you that I don't know ---Was (Name)'s response, which she certainly felt intimidated by the questions of his best friend.

Before Sekibayashi continued speaking, Kouga greeted them.

---Hello Jun! Hello (Name)! ---Exclaimed the boy, smiling.

Cosmo was next to him, almost rigid, but inside, certainly annoyed. It was clear that he wanted to exert some brute force on Jun, who was seen to be trying to intimidate you, although in reality it was quite the opposite.

---Hello guys ---Was what Jun responded, before shaking hands with Koga ---How have you been?

---Pretty good, and you? --- Kouga responded, taking his friend's hand.

---Everything is fine, I was talking to (Name), do you remember her? ---Sekibayashi mentioned, smiling.

Both boys looked at you, Koga had not met you, but he knew that you visited Sekibayashi often and in fact he liked talking to you, but it is more than obvious that the other blonde did know you, and I think even more than you think.

You stood up from the seat calmly, and positioned yourself in front of Koga, extending your hand.

---Hello, Koga, how have you been? ---You say, smiling ---. It's been a while since I last came.

Your kindness and how outgoing you were along with your face and your body took him off guard, in fact he found you quite attractive, which put the other blonde on alert. And obviously Sekibayashi noticed that, he felt like he was in a low-budget soap opera.

---It's good to see you, (Name), have you been here for a while? ---Asks Koga, with some curiosity.

--Well, I think I've been here half an hour ago, Seki and I were talking, what about you? ---That's what you answered.

The conversation flowed naturally, in fact it was quite enjoyable for everyone, of course without mentioning the blonde, who was somewhere between confused and angry. Why weren't you paying attention to him?

---Hello Cosmo, we were just talking about you ---Jun mentioned, smiling, with a touch of mischief, as if he were plotting something.

The boy looked at Jun, certainly… Intrigued, how they were talking about him. And also, the fact that he is talking about him with (Name) put him on alert. But he pretended that he was confused, and looked at Jun with his lips curled into a soft smile.

---Were they talking about me? I hope you didn't say anything bad to him --- Cosmo asked, smiling and pretending that he wasn't nervous about the answer.

Instantly, Jun grabbed your shoulder, pulled you in front of Cosmo, and smiled.

---Jun, don't tell me that… ---You didn't finish speaking, your sentence was cut in half.

---(Name) finds you quite attractive! --- Was what Jun said, with a smile on his face.

That caught him off guard, in fact he was almost surprised at the response quite… convenient for him.

---That was supposed to be between us! ---You screamed, blood rushing to your face immediately.

Jun quickly let go of you, and took Kouga by the arm, with the clear intention of taking him somewhere.

---Come on, Koga! You have to get back to your training if you want to survive that tournament, let's let these two do the talking! ---Jun expressed, before dragging Kouga, not caring if he wanted to go with him or not.

The silence between the two of you became almost forceful the moment Jun left you in that awkward situation. At what point did he think this was a good idea?

To Cosmo, since he would clearly use her to his advantage.

---So.. Do you find me attractive, (Name)-san? ---He asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.

You stammered various responses, from a 'No' to a direct insult to your best friend out loud, but without saying anything specific.

---Well, I think you're pretty pretty too, (Name)-san ---Was what the Blonde answered, smiling.

---Hey? ---It was the only thing you expressed, almost on the verge of fainting from the shame you felt at that moment.

---And, if you see it as something obvious… ---Cosmo speculated ---…, maybe the best thing we can do is get to know each other better, right?

---Eh, well, yeah? I mean! I… ---Your nerves took control of your responses, prohibiting you from being coherent.

---How about a date, (Name)-san? ---The man asked, getting a little closer to you.

You didn't give him a clear answer, in fact you were about to say no or make up a lie to get out of the situation, but Cosmo saw that, and he didn't back down, he didn't act so that you would be calm, but rather the opposite.

He took your shoulder something abrupt.

---Are you going to answer my question, (Name)-san? ---Cosmo asked you with a low voice, without stopping smiling at any time, trying to intimidate you at that moment.

The pressure on your shoulder suddenly increased, the blonde's intention was clear. And knowing that his kind date fell when he saw your nervousness terrified you almost instantly.

You looked down, wanting to avoid eye contact with the blonde, and like a scared dog, you muttered a "yes…" in response. You didn't do it consciously, but it was almost automatic that you responded to how intimidated she was. you felt

The force he exerted dropped considerably, and he simply let go of you.

---Good! This Saturday I'm free, how about I go pick you up at 7? --- he proposed to you, smiling.

You answered "Yes.." again, still stunned with the situation.

---What are they talking about…? --- Kouga asked, a little surprised at the sudden grab Cosmo had given you.

--- Don't worry, I know he is a good man, I know he will take good care of (Name)! ---Sekibayashi exclaimed, happy to know that you had the opportunity to date someone like him.

Your best friend was certainly happy, he thought Cosmo was a great match for you; strong, cute, charismatic, good fighter, educated, what more could you ask for?

Jun couldn't see you well, since your back was turned to him, but when he saw that Cosmo took you by the shoulder, he thought that perhaps it was because he had intended to give you a hug, and he was calmed down when he saw that he had moved away. from you, it was certainly the first time he saw Cosmo act so strange.

Neither Koga and Jun knew that he knew you before the tournament started. That he had taken it upon himself to get closer to you, but that you had not realized due to his great performance. For a moment, before Cosmo left, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the two boys who were still doing squats, certainly pleased to see that at least for now, they were on his side.

"Well, maybe if they keep this up, I won't kill them now…" Was what the fighter thought, before faking a smile and saying goodbye to the fighters and obviously to you.

---See you guys! ---He exclaimed, before approaching the entrance of the place, and lowering his voice ---, see you, my dear (Name)-san.

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Good day.

Another finished request, I hope you liked it.

I really liked writing this one shot, and I hope that if you liked it a lot, you ask for part 2 (The "date" part)

Postscript; I really like the design of Kengan Omega, I feel that the added details give it a nicer touch.

Postscript two: Sorry if I add a lot to Sekibayashi or Koga, Jun is one of my favorite characters in all of Kengan, and I have a certain fondness for Koga since I read Kengan Omega.

And don't forget, orders are still open for anyone who wants a yandere one shot!

[aloesarchives]

Look, I’m not a Sukuna fucker by any means necessary.

However

These fics I live for, they’re so wholesome and lovely, ugh 😩❤️

Being Sukuna’s Pregnant Wife and being worshipped as a diety because you were able to conceive the four armed hulking cursed child, you must have the blessing of fertility

Having a shrine erected in your name because barren women believed you’d bless them with fertility despite your legacy starting with the child of the curse that torments them all

Telling your hand maids “Don’t bring me my clothes, bring me one of the kings robes.” The hand maids flinching and wanting to protest out of fear of taking the King of Curses robes

The poor naive young hand maid that had grown a crush on the king excitedly rushing if it meant she could enter the private bed chambers,

Scoffing with a malicious smile to your loyal maids when they shook their heads with Sympathy, they learned long before at such a request it would be foolish to go alone, at least 2 or 3 of them would need to go in your name, preferably the ones your husband recognized to be by your side the longest. But you didn’t like this new girl, she was too enthusiastic to work at the palace only to have a complete change in character when she learned she was assigned to work for you

“It’ll serve that poor girl right” you looked away from the door when your loyal hand maids brought out a wooden box with one of Sukuna’s folded Kimono’s they helped you dress your swollen belly accentuated by the belt the kimono tailored to fit your husband left you with extra space and length, it was far more comfortable then the Kimono’s and robes you were, the lingering smell of your husband with comforting as your rubbed your belly hands barely peeking from the massive sleeves

“Let’s go see my husband.” Was all you said as you started your walk, the maids followed close as you made it to the bed chambers, the door was open, you looked in, Sukuna sneering down at the girl laying in a pool of blood, Uraume was making quick work of the mess

Sukuna’s snapped to you and his arm’s opening in an unusual display of affection, you walked around the mess to reach him, he pulled you into his left side, one hand on your waist the other making you face him, bring his right hand up he rested his hand on your stomach “Some of your maids need a lesson on how to speak to their king,” he looked away from your face to your stomach as he started to move his hands in circles “So swollen with my child, it’s no wonder you send your maids to steal my robes.”

You smack his shoulder with a playful smile and he chuckled “Don’t say it like that you make me feel bigger than i am.”

“Now,” he looked up at your face again, “why are you here.”

You tilted your head to the side, “I started contractions this morning, I’ve been in pain all day and I’m barely standing, my new maid wouldn’t stop speaking so highly of my husband accomplishing having a child when I was at my worst pain level getting ready to push out YOUR child that I HAD to carry. Anyhow I came to get you because he is ready to come.”

Sukuna stared down at you confused “How do you know it’s a boy?”

“I’m his mother,” he watched as you placed your hand over his stilling his rubbing of your stomach, “I knew he was a boy from the day your seed took.”

Sukuna smirked “Is that so? Then let’s see this boy.”

🖤❤️❤️❤️🖤❤️❤️❤️🖤❤️❤️❤️🖤❤️❤️❤️🖤

After an hour of fighting the doctor tending to your birth you gave birth to your lively son, born screaming without needing stimulation to cry form the doctor. Your husband couldn’t help but laugh when he saw his child in his full glory, he was a boy indeed.

The help immediately gave you your son and you cooed at him when he took to your breast, your husband taking blankets from the maids and covered your son also covering you in the process as you struggled a bit to pass what came next. Your son a spitting image of his father, your breathy laugh caught Sukuna’s attention as he came back to your bed side stroking your hair and rubbing your stomach the way the help had been doing.

“What amuses you?” He watched his son slowly close his eyes as you coddled him closer.

“I’m the one who had to carry him for so long, and the ingrate took nothing from me.” You smiled and shook your head before looking up at Sukuna.

Soon the doctor left after clearing you of any possible issues and checking your son. “His name?” You looked at Sukuna and he sighed “Yuji”

The look of adoration in your eyes was something Sukuna would’ve wanted to capture forever if he could express the sentiment. However for now he’d settle for memorizing every detail of today. His wife birthing his first heir, the name she had chosen he permitted.

Maybe just maybe this world wasn’t so bad

[aughhay]

Raian and y/n fight so he pulls over the car and teaches her a lesson!!

𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲? || 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐞

“𝗍𝖼𝗁, 𝗇𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗋.”

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭; dubcon, blood, dirty talking, arguing, cursing, slapping, hair pulling, degradation/humiliation, public sex, raian’s wearing sweatpants.., cramped space, biting, facefucking, rough play, you & raian are complicated, cum in mouth

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; smut with gn!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 1.2k+, scrapped the actual sex part.

a/n; i did not proofread any of this shit 😦 im so sorry but WE HIT 40 NOTES ON THAT OHMA FIC IM SO HAPPY

18+ !!!

it’s about that time at night where raian turns into an egotistical asshole while driving, he starts noticing the streets are almost bare and grows a petty smirk. raian’s brain lights up with ideas to fuck with the remaining drivers on the road, make them pull over out of sheer fear or argue with them back and forth whilst going over the speed limit. it’s nothing new, but you’re sick of dealing with it as his passenger princess.

“raian, slow down a little.. you’re speeding..—“

“speeding? ha, you think this is fucking speeding?! this is nothing!.. i’ll show you and all these other bastards real speed.”

raian’s grin was as malice-filled as it was dark. his grip on the steering wheel tightening as he glanced over at you. he chuckled, barely audible, the sound mingling with the growl of the car engine as he pushed the pedal even further. your figure plunging back into the leather seat without warning. your head is in a swivel, hearing the beast's uncontrollable laughter as your body tries to adapt to the frenzied speed of the car.

the tension in the car became unbearable, the mix of danger and adrenaline filling the small space. his eyes flicked back to the road as you contemplated his words, the car's speed climbing with his expectations.

“stop the fucking car! it’s not funny, take me home raian.”

“you’re not going home ‘til i say so, and i say you keep your dolled up ass frozen in that passenger seat.”

his implications hang heavy, tangible as the charged air between you. raian’s hand, powerful and capable, finds a resting place on your thigh, digging into your skin without remorse. a reminder of his presence, his power. though your protests aren’t getting through to him one bit, the sound of your stern voice gets him hot, coaxing more out of you.

the car's interior feels stifling, tension thick between the two of you as headlights and street lamps streak by. you can tell by the tenseness of his jaw and the unwavering hardness pressing against his pants that his ire was vying with raw need. the silent car became a den of smoldered urges, one palpable exhale away from combusting.

“tch. little bitches like you always like to chat, don’t they?—“

“you may think you can bully all these other people on the road, but not me! you need to treat me with respect!”

“what makes you think you deserve my fucking respect? the fact that my cum was swishing inside of you last week makes you think i gotta be fucking jolly to you? hah! what a fucking joke.”

“fuck you!”

“fuck me?”

“fuck you! pull this car over now!”

raian’s scratched voice had a sick grin emerge deep inside. his eyes crinkling from a smile that could cause a god fear.

“if you were so worried ‘bout it... maybe you should have done somethin' to distract me, hah? could’ve curbed my fuckin' enthusiasm. but whatever..”

to hell with that alleyway three feet ahead as he swerved into it, his car jerks to a halt in the seclusion of the dark space. every tick slowed as he turned the headlights off and locked the car doors. even as time felt like it slowed, the hand that laid on your thigh switched to your locks in a quick snap.

“ah!—“

your squeak is muffled by the tight grip in your hair, raian’s jaw ticking as he watches the range of emotions play across your delicate features. he releases a chuckle, a sound scarred and throaty.

“d—don’t touch me!”

“that’s it, isn’t it? you love pissin’ me off ‘cause you know exactly what it leads to. fuckin’ freak. you’re lucky i’m hard too, would’ve kicked you the fuck out by now.”

“gonna make good use of you.”

the words come with a growl, his lips inches from yours as he leans closer, a silent promise of retribution or perhaps a dark form of foreplay.

without warning, his lips crash against yours, an aggressive and possessive kiss that leaves you breathless. it wasnt the kiss itself that made you feel that way, it was the harsh bite on your lips that took the air out your longing lungs. the anger that had been simmering between you diffuses gradually with each forceful movement of raian’s blood covered tongue against yours, seemingly battling for dominance. the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by someone as fierce and relentless as this man sends a thrilling shiver coursing through your body.

your hands meet with his chest, at first to push him away. this kiss stings, it hurts along with his hand still tangled near your scalp. but as his tongue meets with yours, your head feels fuzzy and your hands relent against his shirt.

raian pulls back his face, mouth open tongue exposed, the mixed saliva dripping from the tip of his tongue as he pants.

“yeah, gonna use you ‘til you break.”

his hand pushes you to his crotch, un-busied hand pulling down his sweats as he stares down at you with anticipation. but as his cock pops up in front of your face, you just can’t stop yourself. his musk is too addictive as you kiss up and down each vein, his member twitching against your crimson red lips.

raian isn’t impressed, at all. a bored expression as he grumbles and slaps your cheek, not full of pain but enough to sting for a few seconds. his hips forcefully separating your soft lips as he uses your mouth. pushing your head down to the base where his pubes tickle your skin. you salivate and gag on his cock, looking up at his face as your head bobs up and down on his length. eyes hazy, you turned into a mess in seconds.

“fuck yeah.”

his gruff whisper barely slices through the stillness, his large hand tangled in your hair, guiding your head in a gentle rhythm. you feel his girth stretch your lips, his hand tightening ever so slightly each time he meets the deeper side of your throat.

every rough thrust interrupts your breath, leaving you gasping, eager, the sound of your muffled gagging mingles with the leather seats squeaking. raian’s assertiveness envelops you, his satisfaction clear in the grunt that escapes him when you hollow your cheeks, the slurping sounds filling the tight space of the car.

he hears the undeniable sounds of your commitment, the involuntary noise that escapes you as he continues to test your limits. the car jostles lightly from his movements, the energy of your eagerness causing the heavy vehicle to rock gently. raian’s breathing becomes ragged, a stark contrast to his usual, nonchalant demeanor.

the sounds of your lewd dedication, the steady rhythm of your gagging, drive raian closer to the edge. with his focus now entirely on you. moments become stretched, every touch, every noise heightened as he surrenders to your oral ministrations, his release imminent.

“fuck— gah!”

his words cut off, a deep chested grunt filling the car as his grip on you becomes a vice, his body tensing. you feel his pulse quicken, the unmistakable twitch as he empties himself, your devotion unwavering. his cum splurts into your throat without warning, your coughing audible as it sticks inside your mouth and makes it a struggle to swallow.

raian laughs at your tussle, pulling you away and into the backseat.

[melikedraw]

Y'all I think I finally figured out how to draw water??? Or at least I'm getting there???

Alternate version under cut:

[yoonyeon0]

Hi, could you write headcanons of Raian Kure in a relationship? Like when he likes someone and doesn't know how to approach them?

original asker most likely couldn’t find my ask box so I did it myself 😭

also, my ask box is always some type of song/lyric so just look for that!

RAIAN KURE RELATIONSHIP HCS

“i hate you, i love you.”

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ raian is a very..peculiar lover. maybe not weird, but definitely out of the normal range of lovers. and trust me, it’s even worse when he has feelings he can’t exactly express.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ you gotta be one damn cool and special person to even grab the attention of raian in a romantic sense. you have to be careful and very cautious - someone that doesn’t deal with bullshit and is quick to shut things down. basically someone that is stronger than him mentally but not physically. even with all of your strong points, raian will always somehow be more dominant.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ raian is surprisingly awkward. its the first time he has felt love in a romantic sense and the way it is so intense it takes him off guard which is surprising. obviously his type of awkward isn’t the same as a normal awkward person - it’s wayy more aggressive.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ because raian is so awkward, he doesn’t even know how to go along with his feelings - he most likely doesn’t even realize that he’s in love. he probably treats you like everyone else - insulting, annoying, and more. but he puts a strict ‘no’ at threatening you. he, for some reason, doesn’t want to see you hurt in any type of way and definitely avoids even play fighting with you.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ trust me, if raian has a crush on you, he will pick on you more than he does for anyone else. honestly i feel like that’s why he wants such a mentally strong person, someone that will snap back if they’re insulted because its so much more fun that way!

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ contrary to popular belief, i feel like he shows concern but to an extent. when he has a crush on someone, he will definitely notice new things - whether they are bad or good.

“oi!”

you rolled your eyes and let a loud exhale, obviously irritated by the voice you registered as the man you despised. you don’t know why he was intent on bothering you when your just trying to survive without him being at every corner. you slowly turned around to see the man looking at you with his classic smirk, obviously ready to give you hell.

“hi. what do you want?”

his shit eating grin slowly faded when he looked you up and down before locking on to your broken arm.

“hey. what happened?”

the both of you looked down to your broken arm and prayed he wasn’t going to bring it up but who were you kidding? he always does and you always want to punt him 30 yards.

he slowly started chuckling before breaking into a loud cackle.

“hey! you’re weak as hell! do your bones break when you pick a 5 pound dumbbell or some shit?”

your face obviously scrunched in anger and with a glare that even the birds around you noticed, you went up to him and grabbed his collar.

“shut the hell up. only reason I have this broken arm is because i was busy beating up bitches that wanted you gone.”

he raised an eyebrow before softly chuckling before leaning so close you could feel his hot breath on your eye lashes.

“oh really? what do you want as a reward? maybe a kiss? maybe you want me to get on my knees and thank you, kissing your feet and slowly going up to you thighs and-“

your hand immediately moved from his collar to his face before you gave him a hard slap with your non-broken hand which obviously didn’t even phase him.

“shut up you loser! ugh, i can’t fucking stand you!”

you immediately turned away and walked away, trying to make it seem like you didn’t want to get the hell out of there as soon as possible.

unknown to you, raian was behind you chuckling some words while rubbing the slap on his cheek.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ everyone in Kure family can obviously tell that raian’s feelings for you are different than most people around him. it probably became a joke in kure family that you and him were dating because of how obvious it was.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ the person to tell raian that he is very much in love with you is no one other than his own sister, fusui. this probably happened when he was having one of his yearly meetings with her.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ he most likely thinks that she’s just being a dumbass 😭

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ he would have to get near you one more time after fusui telling him that he’s in love to really believe her words.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ i won’t even lie, he would either never tell you he likes you or he would tell you as soon as he realizes. of course when he does tell you, its not a normal confession.

˚꩜ .ᐟ˙ he def asks fusui for some advice that he tries to take. keyword: tries.

you were so confused right now. there was raian kure, asking you to train with him, knowing damn well that he was so much stronger than you.

“hell no. i know you hate me but i never knew you wanted to kill me.”

he seemed to take a deep breath before looking at you, dead in the eye. he seemed to be looking for something in your eyes. if you hadn’t moved you head slightly, you two would have probably been standing there staring at each other.

“i..don’t hate you.“

he said the sentence so quietly, which was so sudden and surprising, you almost didn’t hear him.

“what did you say? speak up.”

“ugh, you fuckin’ complain too much. cmon, you don’t have a choice. i said i want to train with you. what more of a reason do you want?”

“why? so you can break all of my bones?”

you started getting closer and closer to him, as if to mock or intimidate him.

“huh? what’s wrong? come on say something!”

you stopped right in front of him, now looking up into his eyes. you couldn’t decipher what he was thinking about, what was bugging him. you thought that maybe he was finally going soft on you so you started smirking.

“wipe that fuckin smirk off your face you crazed bitch. making me feel all types of ways, you did this on purpose right?”

your smile faded as raian’s smile came into your sight. he started slowly approaching you while you stepped back, little by little.

“all you want is my validation right? what a whore. well, you got what you want so don’t pussy out now.”

˚꩜ .ᐟ when your relationship with raian finally starts, he doesn’t know what to do. this is most likely his first rodeo and he probably think relationships only consist of fucking and kissing so it’ll be a little hard to teach him that relationships are more than that.

˚꩜ .ᐟ raian is terrible at anything romantic. not that he can’t be romantic, but it’s more of him just doing his own thing.

˚꩜ .ᐟ once a blue moon raian will get you flowers and invite you to train with him because that is his idea of spending time together.

˚꩜ .ᐟ i dont think raian reminds you that he loves you unless you are in a really messed up mental situation but even then he’s hesitant.

not because he doesn’t love you, he just thinks that you already know this. like you being with him isn’t already enough?

˚꩜ .ᐟ i’ll be honest, if you thought that raian would be mentally available; you’re wrong. if you feel like you guys aren’t communicating enough, you’re gonna have to force him to sit and listen to you and and what the two of you should do.

˚꩜ .ᐟ you don’t even suspect raian to be cheating. like not only because of his terrible behavior, he just doesn’t show any interest in people other than you.

˚꩜ .ᐟ you two do get in fights. more than normal. mainly because raian refuses to cooperate and/or communicate with you. he also kinda disrespects and disregards your feelings in fights because he is kind of a dick.

˚꩜ .ᐟ don’t think that he’s like akoya, he definitely notices his wrongs and he always apologizes, even if the apology is just not really him saying sorry. he’s trying okay?

˚꩜ .ᐟ you will NEVER catch him in a submissive way outside of your relationship. but inside the house, he is kinda of a piece of mold. insufferably clingy.

˚꩜ .ᐟ he’s never home. but he always asks to call you and send texts which is adorable in a way. sometimes when he’s feeling extra lonely and romantic, which is rare, he’ll write you a letter that has spots of blood on them. and people say that romance is dead.

˚꩜ .ᐟ no body knows you exist and are in a relationship it’s raian if they haven’t been in the kure village until you two get married. he keeps you secret because he knows how many enemies he has so he doesn’t want you hurt.

˚꩜ .ᐟ does raian want kids? no. does he end up getting them anyway because he doesn’t pull out? yes! but don’t worry, he does love them even if it doesn’t seem like it.

˚꩜ .ᐟ doesn’t like matching things but has a photo of you in his wallet that he FORBIDS people to look at.

˚꩜ .ᐟ will and would buy you whatever you please, just don’t ask him much or it’ll irritate him.

dividers from both @plutism and @aquazero 🥰

𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙤𝙣! 𝘿𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠.

[botchedsundoll]

Brrrroo you cooked with them previous headcanons....

How do you think the kengan dudes would react to reader taking them to a bar/ attempting to get them drunk

G. WONGSAWAT, O. TOKITA, R. KURE, C. IMAI, SP. YOROIZUKA X READER (SEPARATE)

ೃ⁀➷ sypnosis; bar hc’s

ೃ⁀➷ warnings; none!!!!!2’qnqnw

ೃ⁀➷ author’s note; hi hru guys, bro all ive been doing is playing ff15 so like i hvsnt been reading kengn omega and kneojnf me i wont do so anytime soon ummmm, r these ooc yes probs but IDC in my world this is them💔

G. WONGSAWAT

are you crazy

first of all, well done if you even managed to drag him out to a bar or club setting in the first place. second of all, if you did succeed in doing so it’s most likely to make sure you don’t do any dumb shit and keep an eye on you

once you start practically shoving pints infront of him, claiming that he needs to ‘ease up a bit’ or ‘this one’s really good’ once a fruity colourful cocktail is comes into his view, he might cave eventually and take a sip

don’t count on much, though. he’s definitely not getting drunk or even tipsy - he still needs to keep a look out on you! and have you seen the guy? it takes a lot of alcohol for it to hit

definitely starts mixing your drinks as he notices you get tipsier - your almost clear screwdriver suddenly turns a rather orange colour… not as if you’d notice anyway

overall, he’s there for you to latch onto his arm and ramble to him with a small smile on his face before taking you home for the night whenever he deems appropriate

O. TOKITA

the problem with him is that he’d genuinely rather eat. his appetite’s insatiable

yeah, he might have a pint or two to wash it all down - maybe a third one if you’re paying but it’s generally quite difficult to get him drunk without breaking your bank

he doesn’t necessarily drink often, or anything heavy, but for some reason his tolerance is crazy

doesn’t mind going out to the bar with you - as long as you buy him something to eat whilst you’re there. oh, and let him fight any guy that so much as dares to look at you a certain way. then he’s 100% on board with this little trip

also, how’s he supposed to fight if he’s drunk? huh?

starts prodding whatever he’s eating against your lips, telling you to ‘open up’ as you need ‘something to eat after all that drinking’ - also probably an extremely poor attempt at sobering you up even the slightest

C. IMAI

he’s young, so he likes to drink a little here and there

yet refrains from doing so often, it’s REALLY rare for him to get drunk as he needs to keep in ‘top shape’ for all his training or whatever he’s came up with in his head

he won’t decline a bar visit with you. but will most likely settle on a pint or two, sometimes choosing not to drink at all. one of the rare times he does it has to be a good occasion - someone’s birthday, or an important celebration or event

trying to get him to drink when he’s not feeling up to it will simply get a chuckle out of him, teasingly asking you what your intentions are

such a lightweight.

settles on watching you down drink after drink over the course of the evening, amused by your rambling

R. KURE

why would you even want to get this guy drunk? he’s even more insufferable than usual

he’s loud, rowdy and constantly trying to start fights with random strangers at the bar

oh yeah, all of a sudden he loves cracking joke after joke. and usually it’s at your expense

you two definitely get into an arguement whenever he’s had something to drink because of how he acts LOL he just genuinely makes you wanna strangle him

a pretty frequent drinker, so he wouldn’t be opposed to a bar visit - he just doesn’t usually drink that much to get him drunk. but there are times when he does

whiskey. no mixer.

SP. YOROIZUKA

takes it as a challenge

will literally drink any and every drink you offer him, desperate to not lose whatever stupid challenge he seems to think this is and to prove himself to you

and truthfully, you don’t even know if he’s drunk or not. he’s VERY good at acting relatively sober whenever he’s drunk - i mean, he’s all over the place when he’s sober anyways

you two most likely see who can drink the most. he’s beat you every single time and ended up carrying you home. each and every damn time without fail

in conclusion, wouldn’t recommend trying to get him drunk. you end up blackout, your bank account drained and a rambling saw paing. which is pretty much the same saw paing as usual

he absolutely loves it though. he loves winning whatever ‘game’ he thinks this is

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Kengan Headcanon: Gaolong's reaction to an opponent speaking about you in a unsavory manner

Warnings: Swearing on my end, reader been ogled at, gender neutral reader/pronouns

Series: Kengan Ashura/ Kengan Omega

Pairing: Gaolong Wongsawat x GN! Reader

Word count: 1988

Pronouns: They/them (reader is referred as partner and (Y/N))

(A/N: Been sitting in my file for a year. Now it's finally finished and posted. Please let me know if there is anything else I need to tag in my warnings.)

So I already established that in my headcanon of Gaolang that he respects women unironically, actually he respects people in general.

That’s because he’s just GOATED like that and is overall a decent person, especially in the world/universe of Kengan.

But back to the topic, the reason why I want to establish this is he is someone that doesn’t take no shit from anyone. Based on what we learned in Ashura, Gaolang looks down upon those who are cocky and don’t take fighting seriously. Looking more into it, he normally just gets irritated by them due to his calm and collected composure. 

In the world of the sport boxing, it’s no stranger that he will come across people who don’t fall under the definition of sportsmanship. Gaolang has his fair share of opponents that need a little bit of humbling, and he for sure gives it to them during the boxing match. It also doesn’t help his perception of them when they think and openly claim they can clean Gaolang up, making him believe they’re shallow inside and out. But he only does the pre-fight press conference because his manager told him it builds up his good reputation and consistent publicity. Knowing him, he wouldn’t really go to these but he does it for the sake of the sport and the benefits it brings as previously mentioned.

In a normal situation at a pre-fight press conference, he’ll get annoyed by these fighters and let that emotion subside after the press conference is done. He’ll reply nonchalantly to anything that’s thrown at him whether it’s questions or remarks from his opponents that tests the waters. He knows how to handle them and just waits to get into the ring so his fighting can do all the talking for him.

That’s until there was one opponent he had to fight he wouldn’t forget. Gaolang’s title as heavyweight champion was never challenged nor questioned at all. But during that moment in time, Gaolang’s title as champion was being questioned when another boxer was racking up wins left and right. Although this boxer was slightly younger, he was picking up fast and his fights looked impressive. Eventually, this novice boxer was turning heads and getting popular to the point where rumors and speculation about him being the new champion in the heavyweight division. It seemed absurd to think so, but it wasn’t out of the picture. 

Gaolang saw the boxer’s other fights and understood where the praise was coming from. Although Gaolang was confident in his abilities, he still was cautious of the other’s abilities and boxing style. So like always, Gaolang trained like he always does. This wasn’t new to you at all since you have been with Gaolang for quite some time and married for a few years at that point in time.

You thought this opponent was different as he seemed humble and didn’t bark a lot. After turning on the t.v. back in Thailand, you started watching the pre-fight press conference. Again, nothing new to you at all. When the questions from reporters started coming in, both boxers answered them as normal. However, you had a feeling that something was off about the guy. You could tell what it was but your gut had a strange feeling that couldn’t be shaken. 

It was not until the last 15 minutes of the conference that the novice boxer started to bite off more than he can chew. There was one reporter left that triggered a particular answer from him that caught Gaolang’s attention. However, what got a reaction out of him was when the boxer mentioned your name.

“But I will admit though, Gaolang. I’m jealous of you. You’ve got a beautiful and wonderful partner there. I wish I had someone like (Y/N).” 

Gaolang didn’t like where this was going. More so when someone mentions your name that wasn’t friends, family, or King Rama. He knows people like to use your name to throw off Gaolang but he knows how to deal with those who try to use your name to their advantage.

But it doesn’t mean Gaolang doesn’t feel any sort of anger when this happens, especially now.

Gaolang stood up and gave his signature glare to his opponent. He then walked across the stage and stood in the middle. The boxer did the same but he had a stupid shit eating grin plastered on his face.

“What’s with the face, Gaolang? I thought you would agree since you have (Y/N) to yourself, ya’know? Having such a fine person as a partner is something between us two men with good taste could understand.”

“Watch your tongue, (Boxer’s name). (Y/N) is not an object and is not to be ogled at, have some respect.”

But the boxer didn’t know any better and forgot to hold his tongue. The next few things that came out his mouth sent Gaolang’s blood boiling. Then there’s you  who gasped and covered your mouth as you watched what unfolded in front of you on the screen. Deepening his glare more while still keeping his stoic face, he looked down upon the novice boxer.

“Your words against (Y/N) are punishable crimes, and I will deliver the punishment without further question.”

With that, Gaolang turned and walked towards the exit. All chaos breaks out in the conference room. Meanwhile, you were sitting at home with the feeling of disgust and a pinch of fear. You never minded when your name came in the news, but this type of attention was something you feared and the fact a man said on live television with no hesitation was terrifying.

Basically, Gaolang went straight to his hotel room and took a cool shower to calm down.

The anger subsided but the feeling of repulse didn’t.

There are only 3 things that Gaolang shows pride, loyalty and devotion towards: the country of Thailand, King Rama, and you.

And how dare that boxer disrespect you in front of him. The absolute audacity!!!

After Gaolang finishes his shower, he calls you to see if you're okay. Whether it is physically or emotionally, Gaolang needs to make sure you’re doing alright. Gaolang, as always, is respectful towards you in anything. That’s why he has never mentioned you or your relationship to the public unless you allow it. But even then, he wants it to be lowkey af.

Sure, you have calmed down. However, you were a little shaken by this. I mean, I would if a random man said some unsavory things about me on public broadcasting.

Gaolang apologized for letting this happen to you, to which you told him that this isn’t anything too serious and that he should focus more on his upcoming title defense match.

However, this was and IS a serious matter to Gaolang. So the next few days, Gaolang trained with just a little bit more intent than normal.

(Meanwhile, that boxer is getting absolutely slandered for the shit he said on the internet. Those netizens don’t like how he dissed their favorite power couple)

At last, the day of the match that would decide who keeps the title is here. You opt to stay home for this as it would be better for your piece of mind. But you were more worried about Gaolang. Although you  know your husband well, actually that’s the problem. You know how exactly your husband is. Goalang isn’t a hard person to read. He’s rational, calm, loyal, and observant. One thing you notice about Gaolang is how defensive he can get.

People can shit talk him all they want, he could give zeros fucks at all. But insult Thailand, King Rama, or god forbid you, that person is gonna get fucking die.

It had been a couple of days since the conference. So you know the initial anger wore off. But still, you only hope Gaolang goes somewhat  easy on him.

But since the controversy at the press conference caused such attention, this match was one of Gaolang’s most anticipated matches yet for any of his titles.

The event started as per usual with any boxing matches, the sponsors, introductions/entrances, anthems, etc. The challenger seems as confident as ever, having barely any nervousness evident on his face. Same goes with Gaolang, but with his classic stoic stare. The match was on its way once the referee explained the rules and the first bell rang.

However, you knew something was wrong right off the bat with him. It wasn't like Gaolang was fighting alright, he’s a man that never half ass anything. But you can tell he wasn’t giving his all at all. You didn’t know why he wasn’t trying at all. This wasn’t like his fight with Kaneda, he put effort into that one. But something was different about this match and you couldn’t tell what.

It seemed like Gaolong was struggling seemingly, the commentators were shocked and questioned that there would be a new heavyweight boxing champion on their hands. Was this the end of Gaolong’s reign as boxing champion?

No, you knew we wouldn’t lose to people like his opponent. He would rather die than give them a win.

The third round came along and around seemed hype about Gaolong’s opponent and he seemingly being the winner. However, Gaolong was not phased by this. In fact, he still kept his calm composed aura like he always does. That’s when you saw that Gaolong was up to something. You didn’t know yet but it was something.

The 3rd match began and that was when everything suddenly changed. It was like a flip of a switch as Gaolong just started boxing the hell out of his opponent. Gaolong had landed more hits than his opponent could dodge. 

It was obvious to the crowd that this round was one-sided. Gaolong outmatched the hell of his opponent in every way he could. And with a finishing blow to the jaw, Gaolong had won by a knockout. The crowd went wild, the commentators losing their minds from the fast yet heavy KO.

Gaolong pulled the ultimate power move by letting his opponent think he had a sliver of hope in beating Gaolong. Only for Gaolong to straight up smash it to the group and pummel it until it was dust. He shattered the man’s hopes and dreams by letting him think he had a chance of getting a win only for Gaolong to show him that he is nowhere near his level.

That Gaolong was miles ahead of this cocky bastard and he made sure his opponent knew that. This loss will forever change his opponent for the rest of his career.

After the Gaolong’s win was finalized, all he wanted to do was go home back to Thailand and be with you. That’s it. He did his press conferences and interviews, but he didn’t care for them. All that mattered was you and he needed to get home to you as soon as possible.

As always, King Rama gives Gaolong a few days to a week off of work when Gaolong brings home a win. Every time Gaolong wins, it’s like an unofficial national holiday is happening. Thailand is bright and festive as ever everything he wins.

Now with Gaolong back home and off from work, he just spends his time with you. Maybe a little training but more so leisure and doing errands or chores with you. You were happy that Gaolong isn’t in a bad mood anymore but Gaolong now knows that people who weaponized you and your name against him just to stir the pot. 

Well, he takes that pot and creates his own fucking food with it because no way in hell will he let someone do that to you. He made it known with that match. Because after that match, his opponents never mentioned your name ever again.

Thai God Guard Dog privileges.

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KENGAN ASHURA: any characters you’d like with a s/o who has a business and is a business person who’s part of the Kengan tournaments but they have another fighter.

ohma, raian, gaolang, agito (separately) x CEO!s/o

warnings: cursing, death threats, violence

a/n: i didn’t do any kengan omega characters since it clearly says kengan ashura even though i love my boi koga 🥺anyways, i hope you enjoy !! oh, also, i used gn pronouns for the reader (when necessary) since it seemed like that’s what you wanted in your request :3

tokita ohma would be incredibly jealous. like extremely jealous. he doesn’t understand why you’d ask someone else to be your company’s fighter when you’re literally dating him. he is always around whenever you’re strategizing with your fighter + he’ll make little quips like “i’d knock em out faster” or “i could beat the shit outta you so easily”. whenever you’re not around, he’ll make death threats toward your fighter to try to get them to back out so he could take his rightful place as your fighter. you have to set some very serious + clear boundaries w ohma so he can chill out. you’d have to explain that the main reason you don’t want him as your fighter is because you don’t wanna subject him to injury just for your benefit, even though he’s told you many times that he’d gladly go to battle, and die, for you. i could see him becoming fast friends w your fighter if they’re competent + laid back. he’s still jealous that you didn’t choose him, though. he has kind of pure intentions…but we all know the bastard just wants to fucking fight + even better, fight for you.

kure raian is going to be so fucking petty about it. he immediately starts bitching + whining to you. when that doesn’t work, he will seriously try to scare the shit out of the fighter you chose. i honestly don’t see him stopping at killing your fighter. if that happens, you realize you pretty much have to let raian be your fighter or else. if he decides against killing your fighter, he’ll make their life a living hell. and yours. he is around you + your fighter ever waking moment you spend together. first, he makes sure nothing fishy is going on. two, he makes sure that your fighter knows that they’re dead w a single wrong move or loss. your fighter might end up running away out of fear for their own life. raian will probably end up becoming your fighter one way or another. it’s completely unavoidable.

gaolang wongsawat likes that you’re strong willed + doesn’t really mind that you didn’t choose him to be your fighter. you guys keep your relationship + goalang’s job v separate, so he truly has no problem with this. he will, however, do a little bit of training w your fighter for both his + your benefit. it’s nice to have someone to spar w him since they’re always around but he also wants to make sure that they’re a competent fighter. he trains them super well + he helps your fighter bring you massive success. he wouldn’t hold back while fighting in a real match, though. sorry, but he’s going to put your fighter in the ground + not even feel bad about it. in the back of his mind, that’s kinda what you deserve for not choosing him to be your fighter. you know he’s more than capable. but again, he likes that about you. you make your decisions for yourself + he’s ready to stand behind whatever decision you make.

kanoh agito is surprisingly okay with it. he trusts your judgment + while he knows he’s stronger than 99.9% of the world, he lets you make your own decisions. plus, he knows he’s legally obligated to fight for metsudo so he wouldn’t be able to fight for you. that doesn’t mean he won’t help tho. he’ll even offer to spar with your fighter to make sure they’re actually strong enough to bring in success for you. you appreciate his help + he does everything he can (inside of his contract w metsudo) to make sure that you will be successful w this fighter. he’s also v aware of the fact that you may have a fighter who’s not him for official kengan matches, but your true protector will always be him. he wouldn’t entrust that job to anyone else as long as he’s alive. not ever.

[cherrytasticc]

Kengan Omega OC's reference!!!

Still working in the reference of all of my Kengan ocs, but for now i have the main (cofcof favorites cofcof) ones!!

More information of them below the cut!!!

Ajani —

He was part of the Kengan vs Purgatory tournament, same as Nicolás/Jean, he uses Jiu Jitsu, but as a side attack form. He usually goes for the punches

Along w it, he's a boxer, usually training with Jun because when he was growing up, Jun was the motive of why he become a fighter. He's a super star to him.

When Purgatory fighters could fight against Kengan ones after these two didn't become one, he and Sheila had a match: That's where he got the scar on his chest.

But they're friends!!! (Even if she kicked his ass and he returned the favor some weeks later. But they're gym friends.)

He's aside of being a DJ, is an excellent chef, he loves to be in the kitchen because is like his happy place. He loves fighting, but need a rest once in a while. Usually makes more to invite his friends, he doesnt like eating alone sometimes. That's what make him sad of being independent.

He got along (Purgatory) with: Nicolás, Liu, Naidan (BRO'S DEAD SADLY), Terashi, Rolón, Ryan (oc of @andy-kuramy ), José (Barely, he hate him just because don't think he's good enought for his bro Ryan, but don't make a huge deal out of it.)

And w the Kengan ones: Naoya, Himuro, Kaneda, Mokichi, Rei, Sen, Sheila, Saw Paing and Gaolang. (He don't talk a LOT with most of them, but he doesnt have problems with them, so, 👍)

He hates Akoya. Akoya is an asshole. (Totally not because he beat his ass)

Oc x Canon w Saw Paing (TWO RABIES DOGS FIGHTING FOR WHO LOVES THE OTHER MOST)

Sheila—

She make her debut in Kengan Ashura, being part of the aniquilation tournament with the company of her deceased mother who was a member of the Kengan Association.

Defeated in second round. (Everyone was surprised that she even passed the first one)

As years passed, she wanted to be more strong and grow her experience, so she went from country to country, training with some fighter, obviously paying them for taking their time if necessary (Muteba, Jun, Gaolang and Gensai). Her lost only give her a wish to become STRONGER. Never. Giving. Up.

She created her own style, she doesnt have a name for it, she just call it "Doing what she thinks she have to do." Is a combination of gymanstics, dance and box. She's pretty fast, mini sonic.

But She's more analytic that harmeful, she preffers winning fair and square, without killing anybody.

She has nails, wich since she was 12, prepare them to be a weapon, so the 10 nails of her hands are a venenous menace. She uses especials gloves to not hurt anybody outside the ring.

When Koga arrived to CJW and saw her training, she didn't think of her much of a menace. "I don't want to hurt her." He said, one day Jun put them to a sparring session after Sheila asked him to

"Hurt me?? Who you think you are?? Jun?" She asked, Jun in that moment just laughed, as when José, just give Koga a short explanation "She's Sheila. She comes here once in a while to train when shes on the country, she wanted to see of good where you." With that, Koga just nooded "Hm. Got it."

She, for experience of the time, ended winning, while seeing him, she sighed. "And with that you think you can be like Ohma in how long?? Six months? Yeah, you're totally screwed if your mind think a work of maybe decades can be done in just that."

She's a determinant, strategic and fair person, uses a lot of logic, her overthinking is sometimes her own weaknesses, she stays daydreaming sometimes.

She's not pretty used to the fancy life she has tooked in such a short period of time. Still being weird for her. But she loves her partner.

The three accesories with she holds her hair where given by him, actually.

She gets along with (Kengan): Yamashita, Ohma, Cosmo, Gaolang, Jun, Kaneda, Muteba, Naoya, Himuro, Adam, Sayaka, Karuo, Haruo, Rei, Sen, Lisellotte (Another oc of Andy, Lis is her sister), and Raian (Barely, just because he's her brother-in-law).

Oc x Canon w Rama XIII (Delulu)