#musashi x reader

[ozzgin]

Hiii💕💕💕 Could you please make some hc with musashi and jun from baki please?

Yet another ancient request, so sorry about it. I've been struggling to think of a context, but as Valentine's Day approached, I thought, "Well, might as well turn this into a special". So here it is. I'm adding two-three extra characters for a bundle. Sorry for the wait. :')

Baki Headcanons: Valentine's Day Special

Featuring Jun Guevaru, Musashi Miyamoto, Baki Hanma, Chiharu Shiba and Pickle. And Reader as their Valentine! (Written according to Western customs for the sake of a pampered Reader)

Jun Guevaru

Jun is a hopeless romantic and might actually enjoy Valentine's Day even more than you do. Mind you, the holiday itself is as superficial as it gets, and you've heard his philosophies one too many times; the enticing part is having an excuse to go all out and proclaim his affections for you in the most extravagant way possible. Can you blame him? He loves to show off. And you, sweet (Y/N), happen to be his most prized possession. A man will always be guilty of following his heart.

Although don't expect some cheap American fabrication that glorifies consumerism. His Valentine's Day isn't about that. Love can't be expressed through chocolate or flowers, at least not in his opinion. It's about raw feelings. The word, the tender caress. You can leave it to him to verbalize such depth. After all, he didn't unite an entire country with sheer luck. He is a charismatic leader and, most importantly, a passionate lover. His poetic speeches and sung praise will leave you entranced.

He, too, may be tempted to use the element of surprise. Perhaps through an overly formal letter expressing his utmost disappointment that he won't be able to see you on this particular date. Prison technicalities, you must understand. Nothing he can do about it. Then, when you least expect it, he'll pull you into a most desperate embrace. Oh, he missed you so much. He'll be ready to serenade you, take you places, whisper sweet nothings. You'll feign shock and surprise; you already guessed he wouldn't miss the chance to spoil you, but you do enjoy going along with his games. "Surely you didn't expect me to leave you alone on such a day, my beloved", he'll reassure you fondly. Allow him to prove himself anew.

Musashi Miyamoto

Musashi does not quite understand all of the particularities such a holiday entails. Nor would he normally care for the mundane customs of the modern world. Yet he has noticed the switch of your tone whenever you mention the approaching date. The sheepish glances towards the mysterious heart-themed merch. For someone as observant as him, your excitement is ridiculously clear, no matter how much you shake your head in denial. If his partner wants it, he might as well entertain it. Why not?

Thus, he will begin his little research. What is it that piques your interest to such a degree? He might employ the other fighters to enlighten him on the matter. An amusing sight, if one considers it: the legendary samurai, pacing back and forth as Tokugawa stumbles to follow behind. "W-what about this?" The old man will humbly suggest. "Oooh, fascinating. Yes, yes." He'll respond, holding his chin thoughtfully. "However, it's not (Y/N)'s style. Next."

Keep in mind that Musashi will tailor everything to fit his nature. Flowers? Maybe. All the other modern knick-knacks? Forget it. He'll do you one better. Something you won't expect, because it's a gift meant for his time and age. After a long, frustrating search, he finds what he's looking for. A most unusual sight, but something that represents him indeed. He will proudly extend to you a small, slender kodachi with his family's name inscribed on the scabbard. What greater honor than to share his love and passion? The weapon has been carefully built to his standards, so you may defend yourself if such a need ever arises. For Musashi himself to curate a sword bearing his name, you might as well count it as a proposal.

Pickle

Lately, Baki has been focused on things beyond Pickle's understanding. The only time he'd seen the young boy so excited was before a match. On the other hand, what kind of opponent would Baki be fighting where bizarre, heart-shaped items are required? After a lot of gesturing, rudimentary explanation and show-and-tell demonstration, it finally clicks: it's a special occasion, not preparations for battle.

An occasion that doesn't involve just Baki and Kozue, but, by the looks of it, anyone with a mate. The idea pumps his heart with excitement. Is it something he could celebrate with his own (Y/N)? In that case, he absolutely wants to be part of it. Pickle demands to be shown the ropes, so he, too, can impress his partner. Not that he's not already showing his love (and ownership) with every opportunity.

And so here you are, standing outside your apartment, utterly baffled, shocked, speechless. Pickle has surprised you many times before with his horny mischief and troublemaker shenanigans, but never in your wildest dreams would you have imagined him showing up with balloons, chocolate and a date itinerary on Valentine's Day. You retrieve the little list from his massive hands - he probably can't even read anything on it - and scan over the text. Someone definitely helped him compile everything. Judging from the varied handwriting, it must've been a group effort from Lord knows how many fighters who enjoyed themselves way too much in aiding Pickle's romancing game. Nonetheless you're impressed, just as the prehistoric man had hoped. He sees your blushing face and immediately grins with pride. Who knows, maybe his efforts will be rewarded handsomely (you won't be walking straight until March).

Baki Hanma

Among the other men, Baki may be the only one to show unironic enthusiasm towards the upcoming holiday. He likes cute things (you included) and there's no shame in it. His focus has been switching between training, fighting in the Arena, and more training. He's looking forward to a little break, especially one that allows him to spend time with you.

He's not secretive about the process, either. He'll show up at your place with a stack of flyers and scribbled notes, asking you to trim down activities with him. Worry not, he has compiled an extensive list of available events for couples, as well as places to visit and general ideas. After all, part of the fun is to plan everything with you. Can you tell he's excited? Kneeling at the table and flipping through the options with a wide grin on his face, you can almost discern a wagging tail materializing behind him.

He could be slightly biased towards activities that allow him to impress you. A Valentine's Day fair, for example, is such a cheesy idea, but he can't resist the temptation to show off. "Beat the high score and win the prize" blinking in flashy colors above one of those boxing arcade machines? Oops! He was trying to hold back, but he ended up dislodging the whole thing from the ground. Sorry, (Y/N), he simply forgets how strong he is, sometimes. Something hard to avoid, given you’re his greatest motivation. Aren’t you proud of your boyfriend? Do praise the poor boy, he’s been itching to receive your affection. It’s been an eternity! Or maybe half an hour, but still.

Chiharu Shiba

Chiharu isn't one to care much for holidays and under regular circumstances he would probably forget about it, too, were it not for the aid of capitalism and heavy commercial propaganda. Therefore, it's hard to ignore the rapidly approaching date given the blaring ads and themed products found on every shelf. Oh, well. He loves spoiling you and he certainly won't miss an opportunity to declare his love in the most cheesy, predictable manner.

He might be a tad cheeky about the entire business. "Valentine's Day? Hmmm..." He'll hum, thoughtfully, feigning mild indifference. It's a difficult task: seeing you cast your eyes down, perhaps a little disappointed, makes him want to smash his own head into the first telephone pole. No one should ever dare to upset you in the slightest - him included! - he thinks, enraged. He struggles to fight the urge. It's for a good cause. Just a few days left. Do forgive him, darling (Y/N).

He'll surprise you in the ways he knows best. Maybe some fresh, heart shaped decals decorating the gas tank of his motorcycle. A flashy, pink tokko-fuku (or uniform jacket) with a particular slogan embroidered on its back. Whatever it is, he'll make sure everyone is aware of his cause. While he might not be the best with words, his actions will be loud and clear. He'll hand you a helmet and gesture for you to hop on the back of his bike. He planned a day-long road trip for the two of you. What's nicer than feeling the wind, the freedom, the warmth of your small arms tightly wrapped around him? He doesn't need overly sophisticated restaurants or whatever else comes with the package. Some great sights and you by his side, and he's the happiest man on this planet. To think someone like him would be privileged enough to gaze at a pretty little thing like you.

[the-ultimate-puppeteer]

Hi hi hi!

Any romantic headcanons for Saber Miyamoto Musashi ?

Romantic headcanons for Miyamoto musashi (Saber)

•First things first you must've been pretty strong of body or heart to win this woman over… that or you were just too pretty for her to pass you up

•Second please be gentle with her swordsman heart you're her first relationship so please treasure her

•Be prepared to get into all kinds of random shenanigans with her cause she likes to cause trouble and get into fights with strong people

•Despite how she acts she loves when you get affection with her she just gets flustered easily

•You'd better be prepared to train with her, it fine if you start out weak but she's not gonna let you stay weak so come prepared

•Musashi loves food so it's up to you to keep her feed, this'll probably be the easier part of the relationship cause you should be able to cook

•As for dates, she's not much the type to care where you two go as long as you're together

•After All it's rare for her to actually find a traveling companion much less fall in love so she wants to spend all her time with you or fighting

[mothwingwritings]

Why The Baki Men Love You, Feat. Baki, Katsumi, Hanayama, Biscuit, Yujiro, Jack, Doppo, Retsu, And Musashi <3

Here’s just a silly little thing I wrote in between working on bigger stuff. I was feeling sappy and wanted to write something with a bit of a lovey-dovey flair. ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ The Baki men love you for loads of reasons, but I wanted to pin point some of their more personalized reasons for loving you. (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ I hope you enjoy!

(Also I have so many responses and questions that I need to answer, I apologize that it takes me 5-7 business days or longer to reply to basically anything. (´∀｀；) Thank you all for being kind and lovely and patient and talking to me, I will be getting to those soon! (シ_ _)シ)

WARNINGS: None really, it’s all pretty fluffy. The editing is probs ass though because I did sorta whip through this, so there is that. (ノωヽ)

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ﾟ。 Baki-Love

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That’s all he’s truly looking for in a partner, really. Someone who unequivocally loves him without him having to prove himself in some way was the dream, and through you he was able to achieve that dream. Back when you first met you had welcomed him into your life so readily, arms open and heart bared- there were no caveats or stipulations to your love. His upbringing lacked tenderness, a sense of family something that was sorely missing from his life as a small child. He yearned for the feeling of a warm home, a caring family, and he has found that in you. For this he treasures you, and loves you more than he could ever say. He’s completely devoted to you, his love and adorable boundless, and he plans on spending the rest of his life reciprocating the affection you have so selflessly provided him.  <3

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ﾟ。 Katsumi-Support

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It hasn’t been an easy road for the inheritor of the Orochi legacy. His young life has been full of as many defeats as it has victories, possibly even more so. He’s no strange to intense moments of frustration, so overpowering he loses control of himself. But when he hears your voice cheering him on, or when he I sat his limit and feels your steady hand on his back, he’s filled with such confidence he feels like he could take on the whole damn world and win. Simply seeing your face in the crowd, eyes bright and smile full of hope, fills him with a sense of certitude that he can’t achieve anywhere else. You are his lucky charm, his courage, his entire heart. He could spend his whole life thanking you and telling him how much you mean to him and still not be able to convey how much he adores you. <3

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ﾟ。 Hanayama-Understanding

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Kaoru is a busy man with a lot of responsibilities. It’s hard for him to find time for a relationship, let alone find someone who is willing to put up with all the red tape that comes with being his lover. But to you, it was never a huge issue. You had the patience of a saint, never once pouting or putting up a fuss when he couldn’t end up keeping promises to you. He knew it upset you, knew that you often felt lonely when he had to leave you behind. But you always smiled so brightly the next time you saw him, never cursing him or giving him the cold shoulder, just thrilled that he returned safely to your side. Any grievances you may have felt were completely overcome by your happiness to see him again, and witnessing that joy light up your face never failed to warm his heart. Many people respected him, pledging their lives to him, awarding him their earnest devotion. But your love was different, much sweeter and tinged with a kindness he had never previously experienced. His love for you was boundless, and even with all your empathy, he would make any negligence up to you tenfold the moment he returns-always. <3

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ﾟ。 Biscuit-Affection  

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Biscuit’s romantic obsession began when he got to know you, but truly blossomed once you began to reciprocate his feelings. He remembers very vividly the moment you became officially his-holding you in his arms as he sang your praises, practically begging you to become his partner, he expected you to be overwhelmed, maybe even somewhat annoyed. But when he nervously peeked over at you and saw that you were looking up at him with those big, love-struck, doe eyes, his heart nearly exploded. He lives for your praise, yearns for your touch, melts in your presence, and when he sees his presence has a similar effect on you it makes his heart beat so rapidly it may just rip out of his chest. To love someone so incredible, and be loved back in turn, is all he has ever dreamed of.  This man is absolutely head over heels for you, and his affections will only grow the longer you remain his. <3

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ﾟ。 Yujiro-Entertainment

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Maybe it’s not the standard definition of love, but there is definitely something about you that caught the ogre’s eye and kept him intrigued. The way you move, talk, think, act- all of it is so interesting to him. Your reactions and thought processes so far removed from how he would respond to a situation that he can’t help but be intrigued. What would you say if he told you this? How would you respond if this occurred? Silly thoughts like this plague his mind, eating away at him so much he’s halfway tempted to hunt you down so he can answer his own questions and move on. But even if he finds his infatuation asinine, his focus always seems to be drawn back to you. It’s ridiculous, and he can’t quite sort out why he cares so much, but your magnetic charm definitely has an effect on him. It pisses him off and amuses him in equal measure. Where you fit in his life is an enigma, but it’s one he’s happy to grapple with. The paradox of your company has held his interest much longer than he ever imagined it would, and he intends to ride that out as long as he’s able.  That certain je ne sais quo you have about you is what keeps him coming back for more. <3

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ﾟ。 Jack-Strength

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Not necessarily physical strength (though he loves that too), but what really got him was your emotional fortitude. He’s seen you get through situations that would make lesser people roll over and quit, watched you handle problems that would make even the toughest of people second guess themselves and break down. But you always pull through, no matter what situation you are faced with. You may cry, you may scream, you may kick and thrash and question the trial you are going through… But you always make it through and come out the victor. He draws strength from you, admiring you greatly for all you have struggled to achieve. You are an inspiration to him, and he loves you more than he thought he could ever possibly love another. He just wants you to know you never have to struggle alone again, your burdens are his, and he’s happy to shoulder them with you. <3

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ﾟ。 Doppo-Morals

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It’s not that you were squeaky clean (and he wouldn’t necessarily want you that way, either), but there is a conviction about you that he can’t help but be attracted to. You stand up for what you believe in and don’t mince your words. Even if you are facing your opposition with a shaky voice, tears in your eyes, legs wobbling so bad you can barely stand… You still make you stand. It’s inspiring to him, and has made him so fond of you that he has vowed to never leave you fighting on your own. Maybe you don’t see yourself as particularly brave or outstanding, but Doppo begs to differ. You are an incredibly strong willed person who will put up a fight for their beliefs, and you have his full love and support each step of the way. <3

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ﾟ。 Retsu-Sincerity

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Retsu himself is a very earnest person, and like attracts like. From the moment he met you, he was taken with how authentic you were. You didn’t have a disingenuous bone in your body, responding to people and situations in such a heartfelt and unfeigned way he couldn’t help but fall hard and fast. Everything you did was so profound. Your actions, words, and emotions, were all so beautiful to him. You spilled your heart to the world, never fearing any backlash or mockery. He deeply admires how you wear your heart on your sleeve, facing the challenges of each day with a clear head and a caring heart. He knew you could hold your own, but he always wants to be near you so that he may protect and support you through anything life may throw your way. Your natural candor never ceases to stir him, motivating and influencing to be a better man. <3

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ﾟ。 Musashi-Respect

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When Musashi was revived, he was born into a whole new world. It was unrecognizable, foreign and distant, and he often felt as if he were just a phantom passing through. Just as in his previous life, people are star struck when they see him, vying to meet and speak with him, eager to challenge him. But it’s all a farce, a mockery of the past when warriors presented themselves to him for an honest battle, not some spectacle born out of misunderstanding and underestimation of him. It made him sick, to see how soft and ignorant mankind had become in the hundreds of years since his passing. He felt damn near ready to give up on this new humanity entirely, the notion that he may find someone he desired long term companionship in this new age laughable. That is, until he met you. From your initial meeting onward, you held him in a high regard, genuine in your esteem and admiration of him. He was quite struck by you too, as you were always polite and courteous, always indescribably beautiful. You carried yourself with a quiet dignity, having a distinct personality he found quite endearing. He was quickly ensnared by you, a warmth permeating him at finding a kindred spirit whom he felt safe sharing his heart with. The world is only destined to keep changing, but his love for you will remain everlasting. <3

[thesweetroro]

Hi I was wondering could you write what the nanbaka boys would be like as boyfriends?

ofc ^^! also i was thinking about doing one ,tysm for asking i hope you like it .

𐙚 ˚🧸(you’re my teddy bear)｡˚ ᡣ𐭩

꩜ Requests 🩰 .ᐟ

── .✦ 🎠 cell 13+3+6+10+5

── .✦🏷️ the inmates

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˖°𓇼🌊⋆🐚🫧 (Uno)

To be honest i could say he’s the best boyfriend,you know after all of that dating got him to be the prince that he is now,he’s so sweet and gentle and loving as you could imagine.

if you guys are in the same cell,baby you’re soo sopiled , he will free a big space for you and going give you a nice bed because ,what a man that would let his lady sleep on the ground?, and he’s going put a little table beside your bed and the cutest vanity ever,he will even pay you your favourite products.

and if you’re in a different cell he will send you alot of gifts and would make sure sit with you during lunch time.

even in lunch time he will get your meal before his,and will remind you to drink water.

he loves taking you out even tho there is no where to be talking you out but, he actually got jyugo to let you too in a nice room.

he won’t let go of your hands or you.

when you get sick he always get you to Okina’s office immediately, and gonna stay beside until you’re all better,and even if his friends asked him to come out he will refuse.he can’t help it his poor baby needs him!! :(..

he’ll never stop telling you how lucky he is to have you and how pretty you are,every morning he likes to let you take care of him while he’s all sleepy in your arms.

he loves to get you new dresses just for him to see and will hit you with the “but you’re so gorgeous princess,just let me see you in that dress”.

he’s sooo flirty.

✩°𓏲⋆🌿. ⋆⸜ 🍵✮˚(Nico)

I think he’s so clumsy and silly around you ,he just loves you so much and he gets to have you.

besides him being the Nico who plays video games and watch anime, he’s a real soft boyfriend, he’s not so romantic but he’s so sweet.

he loves talking to you for hours and learning about you and what you like.

im sure he would be getting you a hand made and get you a little gifts like some flowers he found when he was with upa.

Naturally innocent about everything in a relationship and what you do or say.

he really needs to be taken care of, after he got you he started to think everyone is mean and all he need is you to kiss him :(!.

his love language is to share everything with you.

he gets so nervous is you looked nice or cut your hair or did anything different about you ,it’s just.. please forgive him you’re so real and he’s overwhelmed by having you.

he’s pretty useful and like helping you out or making you happy or chill ,btw have you seen those nails??? get ready for scratches until you fall asleep.

˚˖𓍢ִ໋`⛩️:✧˚.🗝️⋆𖧧 (jyugo)

For me ,i think jyugo is so chill in a relationship he knows it’s his first relationship and got nervous too but like , he loves it because it gets him warm from the inside,like he thinks his friends are cool and amazing, but you are on another level!.

he loves taking you out and walking around the hallways slowly like hajime isn’t behind and almost sucking your souls with his eyes , and pretty much talk about nonsense or listen to you talk about anything you read or saw , our talking about feelings or thoughts.

if you’re opened about alot of things or know alot of stuff and the reson behind them, then you’re probably going talk alot because he’s a great listener and he loves learning new things from you.

i would say he is romantic but only when he knows what you like because he loves to get you gifts that he’s sure you’re gonna appreciate them.

if you get him a silly gift he would love it because it’s from you and you make him happy and guess what! that gift also made him happy so he loved it.

he loves to protect you.

you and uno will always be his problem solvers.

‧₊˚ 🍔 ‧₊𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🪻(Rock)

So absolutely i would say he is overprotective because what do you think all of that work out for?(before he met you it was for fighting yk)+ princess treatment is up in the air .

If you’re not in the same cell as him he will get jyugo’s ass to let him out every 5 minutes to check on you and make sure no one is hurting you or bothering you.

And if you are in the same cell that means no one can wake you up aggressively from your beauty sleep only him and his baby, “hey,..hello there princess are you still sleepy?”

And since he’s foodie, he’ll make sure you eat all of your meals and if you don’t or ,got hungry he will share his meals with you and he won’t be satisfied until you’re filled with food.

his places in dating would be a late night meal with you,or running away from your cells with him carrying you on his back or in his arms and runs even if no one is behind him just to see you smile or laugh.

Love language : physical touch , Obsessed and embarrassed at the same time when you ran your hands or touch his body or muscles,or if you Complimented him ,he’s so head over heels when you do so (lowkey like having you play with his hair and tell him how pretty he and his hair is or even pet him)

He has loyalty and devotion to you like a little puppy full of love, as long as you love him and he loves you ,in his point of view 100% The relationship will continue!.

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˚˖𓍢ִ໋⚗️₊˚ʚ 🪷 ₊˚(Qi)

This man is so lazy like im not gonna lie,It’s kinda like a one side relationship but he tries you know?

he really loves you but he himself doesn’t got much to give or show you,tho he will try his best.

since he’s lazy all he loves to do is to cuddle you and get you all up in his arms and take a sniff out of you because he did miss you alot.

will throw his love books ,because all he needs is you and he got you so what else could be more worthy of his attention than you?.

if you’re upset or sad , he work his magic by getting you flowers and a little cake with some of his Potion to get your emotions out.

100% you will be getting sleeped on ,beside his laziness he will only be up to walk his ass of just for you.

and if you’re in your health era he is going start acting all jealous because no one should see you in those work out clothes but him! you look too good in those.

⊹ ࣪ ˖🧧୭˚. ᵎᵎ🧘🏻(Upa)

The tsundere fairy,he think you and Nico gonna be the death of him,he act like you’re the one that forced him into this situation just because you’re the one that confesses your love for him first,he just tried to hide his excitement ,but him saying the YES that hard didnt help him out .

Definitely he loves you but he’s not a romantic guy and he never had it,you’re his first girlfriend!

he like it when you hug him or pet his head but won’t say ofcourse,Unusual he actually very Quiet when you touch him instead of fighting it.

he loves working out with you,as he said he doesn’t like lazy people,but to be fair the only exception for him is you,lazy,hard working, it has you in them? he’s more than up for it.

love it when you’re serious with him .

dating plans i think..he’s just gonna wake you up in the mid night pulling you in and showing you the full moon while he sweet talk you.

he will allow you to water his Aloe vera plant.

Surprisingly he do ask for affection and love but in the most awkward way, “hey so it’s cold outside you should get something to warm you up, yeah like hug someone”

. ݁₊ ⊹ 🥋. ݁˖ . ݁݁🪭(liang)

The pure lover ,100% he’s gonna sing for you and call you pretty and his gorgeous WIFE that he wants instead of food or shower after a long time with him not being around.

he is often quite,but around you he’s so open to anything you would do ,talking cuddling eating working out or yapping about a thing you read or some gossip you got going on, he’s number one on your tea party list , just imagine you and the other girls in nanba are having a little tea party and then you hear some one knocks on the door,so here he comes dressed up as a girl just because he missed you “h-hi girl! how dare you to never invite me over!” “babe i know it’s you and what are you wearing?..”who is babe.”

he wasn’t that clingy in the first place,but at some point when you’re not in the same Building,he just sits there…and then Simon felt really bad so he actually got you in the same building and cell some how,and he just got back to normal or even better.

he is more of a giving than receiving persona ,Affectionate and sometimes needy,romantic of course he will drag you into a bathtub in the middle of the night and spoil you with perfumes, oils and massage.

he get you gifts and dresses and whatever you want he’ll be happy to give you it.

He is a very protector and takes on your comfort, safety and pampering you, you are his lady, and he is your samurai!

you are not his first relationship tho,but he thinks no one can be better than you.

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°˖𓍢ִ໋ 🔧✧°🥐.⋆(Trois)

do i have to tell you how romantic he is?? like uno gets you anything you need but he doesn’t pay them,he make them! what i think is also his love language,it’s not cheap or anything but he really make them better and love to add all the details you like perfectly.

he would get you both a king size bed because all he wants to be is beside you and wake you up with a breakfast in bed and tell you how pretty you’re even when you just woke up.

Ready to flirt with you in French and sweet talk you to gently steal your bras until you discover him and kick his head, you have a reason!! he’s your boyfriend so he doesn’t need to be that perv!.

he’s all around you and such a baby , seeking attention from you,tell him how nanbaka No.1 handsome man he is to make his day.

there isn’t alot to do in jail so he try to be Creative to get you an amazing date ,he took you out in the secret Balcony of kiji’s late night shift , he make sure to bring a book to read while he grab both of you a chair and cover you with blanket.

he loves doing your hair for you and think your hair is so pretty and that you guys should get married because you’r kids are gonna have amazing genes.

. ݁₊ ⊹ 🍯. ݁˖ . 🎯݁༉‧₊˚.(Honey)

You know he is a keeper when he steals your underwear randomly and get a new ones then also steal them and has angry issues and ridiculous enough to call you bee because he is honey.

beside his aggressiveness he’s a real charming man who had been through experiences in relationships to make him a better person and im sure he is more than ready for you to be the one.

he could be full of himself right,but won’t mind his head to be only filled with you and only you, he’s a very jealous man but would never cross the line of what you made clear that you are not allowing him to affect your life this way,yeah could be useful sometimes but not always and on everything.

loves indulging in luxury and would likely spoil you with extravagant gifts and grand gestures. Despite his tough exterior, he's surprisingly sensitive and has a caring side, making him attentive to your feelings.

he loves it when you open up to him because all he wants is to help you and see you happy and better!

date ideas would be in playing games around the Building such as hide and seek or whatever you guys could make up until uno invites you two to his play room again.

he is a big drama king,make things in up to be taken care off, to br loved and cuddled by his perfect baby.

ꪆৎ

༘⋆📼˚ ༘ ೀ🎎⋆｡˚(tsukumo)

Honestly as a ninja, he values loyalty and precision, so you could count on him to be reliable and deeply committed in the relationship.

i don’t think he was in any relationshipes or some thing he’s just shy and chill! lucky enough to be your bf.

He might come off as serious and reserved at times, but he has a caring heart Specifically when the only love he see is by you ofc after spending half his life acting and then the rest in prison he never got a chance to be in a relationship, he was loved by people! but only for his job not for him himself which led to his insecurity and a little social anxiety.

he is a really loving boyfriend and he do his best to make you happy even when he does actually know what to do , his love language is mostly physical affection , he loves to lay on you and when you grab the palm of his hand and massage him and draw circles with your fingers , he gets a little dizzy and sometimes sleepy.

a date night with him is kinda of hard to understand,like what’s going on? but the cutest one is when he got you to ride Yamato’s horse on your birthday.

if you read romance books ,and mentioned your liking for a character’s personality , he would get jealous and start acting like the character next day.

would ask for uno,honey,and trois help when he first started dating you.

I can say that he is a millionaire and I believe in it,like with how Famous he was im sure he got paid real good, so now you have this adorable little cant-be-sugar daddy that spoiled you with everything you even get your eye on.

˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🔥˚˖𓍢ִ📖✧˚. (Musashi)

I would recommend him as a boyfriend if you’re book talker ,that way you both match freak ,but i don’t think he is interested in any type of books to read, he’s a more interested in educational books after all he’s a loving to learn person! and he didn’t have his chance to finish his journey.

i don’t really know if he ever been in a relationship but i think no due to his flashback he never got the chance to,but any way you are here and all he wants is you.

he is a soft and warm inside out and more than happy to be able to find love in such a place and he loves hanging out with you specially when he’s lonely in his call .

he used to hate being lonely ,but ofc enjoyed the quiet and peace , but actually to be able to talk to someone that loves him and care for him is such a gift that he will never risks sacrificing it.

so what i pretty much think of him as the Royal Knight that has has been given the world into his hands, he is super protector of you and ready to hurt himself for you and do the best he could to keep you safe and close.

he got through alot and knows how does it round there so he doesn’t want you to get hurt or anything,he know you’re Tough because how could you end up here if you were not!?.

The language of his love is to read for you, share his information and discuss them or chat or randomly start yapping about them with you, and to communicate with you physically too .

For dating places i would say nothing much but cozy nights together in bed while talking about your day to each other,or going with him to uno’s gaming room or wherever he goes ,he likes to have you around him.

ꪆৎ

ฅ^ >ヮ<^₎ ୭ ˚.⁺⊹ .ᐟ.

I hope i did great and im sorry it took me a while it’s my first time getting my thoughts together about all the Characters 😭 ,and if i wrote something wrong ,Please tell me because English is not my first language ! :(.

[rae-pss]

here y'all have more.

tagging: @xiiluvv

[baratiddyappreciator]

I was so upset that your NSFW cuddling scenarios got flagged 😭

But I have to ask, what would spicy cuddling with musashi, spec, and Doyle be like?

you’ve reawoken my old man thirst

omg wait it did?! SKskks I didn't even notice- But yes, if the beloved moot asks, they shall receive! Spec was the hardest to write for by far because I couldn't figure out if this man would actually cuddle but fuck it we ball(s deep in this bitch someone please throw me a rope to climb out it's wet in here) Kids: get bent lmfao

Musashi: His stare was intense enough to make you feel naked normally, but now that you were actually naked, his eyes locking on yours in the mirror only made you feel hot, his hips meeting yours from behind, slow and methodical, but not gentle. No, anything but gentle as he grabbed your throat, leaving you to make choked noises as his hips met yours over and over again in a slow, powerful grind that had your eyes rolling back into your skull with little to no effort on his part. Mean? Oh absolutely, he was so cruel, driving you insane by moving so slowly, and god you regretted asking him to cuddle you within view of a mirror, because you really should have known that he was going to make you watch him watching you taking him. And you could see him perfectly, each forward thrust of his hips making his shaft disappear deep within you, before it would be slowly dragged out only to slam back into you with dizzying force. Trying to turn your head to the side to nuzzle into the blankets only had him snatching your face to turn you to face the mirror again.

"Don't look away, I want to watch you come undone."

Spec: He didn't really cuddle, no, he was too tough for that. But him lounging around the place only to have you plop down on top of him to join him? Yeah, that was about as close as you'd get. Though if you were hoping for a peaceful nap with him, then you were sorely mistaken, since most of the time you did this there was a 50/50 split that he would wind up fucking you right then and there, and this was a gamble you'd lost (or won) as he bounced you up and down on his thick shaft, smugly chuckling as you were winded time and time again as his thick head kissed your insides, making room for itself so he could nestle deep inside of you. It was like he was trying to stab you to death with his dick, but instead of killing you, all he manged to do was succeeding in having you shaking and crying on top of him as an orgasm was forced out of you, one so powerful almost all your upper body strength vanished, leaving you slumped against his chest as he kept fucking you through it, pressing a sloppy kiss to your forehead with a breathy chuckle.

"That's right darlin', just like the perfect fuck toy fer me."

Doyle: It had been perfectly peaceful until you'd moved your hips an inch. A singular inch, not even, and he'd pounced on you. No more peace and quiet for you, the couch repeatedly slamming into your wall (god your neighbours would hate you if they didn't already) to the rhythm of Doyle's harsh thrusts. Fast but deep, there was no mercy as he left your head spinning from the pleasure and slight sting that it brought along, his hand sealed around your throat teasingly as he loomed over you smugly. He didn't need to say anything to get his point across, he knew how turned on you already were from him using you like a pliant and obedient doll, and honestly, for him? That's what you would be. Each snap of his hips was driving you closer and closer to your climax, and almost like he could taste it, he grinned, licking his teeth, and leaned over you, staring right into your eyes.

"So needy, you're behaving so well for me. Let's see if you can keep it up for just a bit longer, hm?"

[yandere-writer-momo]

Starting the Baki Christmas off a little early. With Musashi Miyamoto!!! Enjoy some fluff!!

Merry Christmas to my friend, @corvlth!!!

Baki Short Stories: Christmas Cookies

“This is a gingerbread house and we have to put it together- what are you doing?” (Your name) turned to Musashi who was eating the gumdrops with a perplexed expression on his face. The samurai hummed at (your name) with his face scrunched up.

There were various candies, icing, and even some gingerbread men on the table before the two. (Your name) had baked gingerbread men especially for the occasion so Musashi could decorate cookies for their house… but he was only interested in eating everything. Greedy bastard.

“The texture is strange.”

“You’re not supposed to eat those…”

“Why not?” Musashi asked as he went to grab another of the colorful, sugar coated candies but (your name) stopped him with a light smack on the back of his hand. “Hey. Why can’t I eat them? Aren’t they candies like the others you showed me?”

“Well they are candies… but they’re for decoration.” (Your name) tried to explain to the samurai but it only made him more confused.

“So you waste food for decor?” Musashi’s eye brows were furrowed, which made his face look even more like a grumpy feline. “That’s wasteful.”

This ancient man frustrated (your name) like no other… they should have never offered to teach him about the modern world. It would have been easier to teach a toddler not to put edible decorations in their mouth than Musashi Miyamoto.

The samurai went to grab one of gingerbread sidings for the house to nibble on but (your name) held his hand.

“Would you stop trying to eat everything I try to show you?”

“… I just wanted to know if it was tasty.” Musashi then sighed and leaned back in his chair. “I’m bored. Can’t you feed me anything?”

If this man wasn’t so strong and there would be no repercussions, (your name) swore they’d smash their wooden chair over his head.

Mushashi bit off one of the gingerbread man’s head while (your name) was lost in thought. It wasn’t nearly as good as he thought it’d be…

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.

.

“What do you think of all the lights? Aren’t they pretty?” (Your name) asked Musashi who stared at the lights in awe. He kind of looked like a cat ready to knock over the tree with how awestruck his expression was, but it was short lived since he quickly came back to reality.

“Why do people decorate a tree and thief houses with lights? Aren’t they only going to have it up for a month?” Musashi asked with furrowed brows. “Seems like a waste of time to me.”

“Just admire the lights with me so we can get this over with quickly. Don’t you want to eat cookies with me?”

“… yes. I am quite peckish.” Musashi turned around and started to lead the way back to (your name)‘s house. With all the coats he had on, he kind of looked like a penguin but (your name) didn’t dare say that aloud. He’d probably cut them.

This year’s christmas was the most frustrating yet interesting time (your name) has ever had. Yet it was fun to show Musashi the way of the modern world… even though he was very food motivated.

“Are you coming? I want to eat more cookies.” (Your name) shook their head and sighed.

“Coming!” (Your name) quickly caught up to Musashi who gave them a slight smile. He liked this Christmas… but mostly the cookies. Musashi really liked cookies.

[baki-tiene-un-simp]

Hey, it's me again, really liked your last hc about mumon and musashi, sorry if it's too much for these characters, they are my favorite along side others but thas not the case.

Could you please write retsu, mumon, musashi, baki and sukune(if you don't know who he is he is basically a sumo fighter from baki)with a very shy and small realder that is a belly dancer and perfoms for big crouds and audiences.

Thank you for writhing these headcanons, they allwyas surpass my expectations :)

A kiss on the cheek

I still don't write for Sukune, just because I don't know how to write about him yet 💕 Thank u so much for reading.

Situation: Shy and small reader that is a belly dancer / Lector timido y pequeño que es bailarín de vientre

Characters: Baki Hanma, Jun Guevara, Mumon Katsuragi, Musashi Miyamoto and Retsu Kaioh.

Baki Hanma.

His jaw dropped for the first time, was everyone seeing the same angel he was seeing? It was something new, a halftime show at a competition he attended, so he was in the front row.

The movements of the S/O stole his breath, he was a little embarrassed to pay so much attention to the movement of their hips, but he simply couldn't take his eyes off them. The sequins that shone with colored lights, the ruffles tied around their waist that floated with every movement, and the elegance with which their hands danced along with their figure, was something he had never seen before.

He came up to the end of the halftime event, when the S/O had already left to freshen up and take a break. Baki didn't know what else to say besides that he really liked the presentation, the S/O nodded silently without looking directly into his eyes with a slightly heated face.

You imagine two embarrassed teenagers trying to talk to each other when everyone notices that they like each other, yes, that's what the scene looked like from the outside.

The S/O was probably the first to escape, while Baki was still trying to make his brain work again. He smacked his face in regretting not having said more, something better.

He is preoccupied with thinking about the S/O the rest of the event, if he's lucky and fast enough he might look for them again to talk to them, maybe ask for their number too.

Baki really liked S/O, he thinks they're so talented and cute, he's a little sorry that they're so shy, but that won't discourage him at all.

Jun Guevara.

He saw the S/O during one of those big presentations and he was simply enchanted, the way they moved, the hypnotic eyes that focused on no one in particular and that outfit that seemed to make them glow in the light. Just captivating.

Movements so well-groomed and elegant that they only called him to look, just gorgeous.

He approached as the show came to a close, he braced himself to receive a flirtatious or even arrogant personality, the S/O was a beauty he was willing to put up with a lousy personality for.

Big was his surprise when the S/O looked at him shyly as he mentioned how dazzling they looked on and off stage. They thanked with a small voice and tried to escape Jun's gaze.

"Is that a timid little thing we have here, hm?" he chuckled when the S/O shrugged without looking back at him, they seemed smaller than they already were.

He let the S/O go before overwhelming them too much, but not before introducing himself in a nicer way, he would try to attend their next performance to have a better chance.

Jun thinks they're cute, just that shyness and dazzling performance of them is refreshing. He wants to see them more.

Mumon Katsuragi.

He's a bit cheeky in his look, the S/O will definitely notice him in the audience. He just thinks they're awesome, it sure took a lot of effort and their practices being able to do those kinds of moves.

His favorite part is the dress, the sequins and ruffles make the outfit sparkle under the artificial lights magnificently. The S/O seems to be covered in gold.

He's probably the one to start the standing ovation, no one was slow to follow because it was definitely a great show.

He sneaked to the back so he could see the S/O, waiting for them in the hallway with a small bouquet of flowers as a gift. He perked up as soon as he saw them come out of the staff room in a different outfit, second show, he guessed.

"You were amazing out there," he says with an easy smile, offering the gift. The S/O embarrassedly accepts the flowers and thanks for the compliment, Mumon watches as he cringes in on themselves in pity.

Mumon is calm and nice to create a good atmosphere with which the S/O would be comfortable, he makes them laugh and tries to make them enjoy his company.

Mumon thinks that S/O is just beautiful, their shy personality gives them a different air, he tries hard to be friendly and not bother them so they can connect with each other.

Musashi Miyamoto.

The S/O can DEFINITELY feel Musashi's gaze on themselves, and who can't?

Musashi watches almost engrossed in the dance they do, all the glitter, music and colors spinning to give S/O a fantastic atmosphere that makes their performance hard to ignore.

He walks through event security like it's nothing, just because he wants to get a closer look at this flashy person after he's disappeared backstage.

The movements replayed in Musashi's mind like a lucid movie, every twist and turn he witnessed etched into his brain.

The S/O shifted uncomfortably under the samurai's watchful eye, the man having cornered them as they stepped out of the staff area, stuttering when they asked if there was anything they could do for him.

Musashi cocks his head and watches them closely, making the S/O more nervous, only to let go of the comment "you're cuter up close".

Musashi probably doesn't understand why they are so nervous after his words, he was being sincere, what's wrong with that?

Retsu Kaioh.

Katsumi and the dojo students took him to see the show, he wouldn't have gone on his own. He watches over the entire show, especially when the S/O comes on the scene.

He gapes throughout the dance, the lights glowing in bright colors bouncing off the S/O's body and attire throughout the dance. The students of the dojo note how his eyes do not stray from the S / O.

S/O's movements were so hypnotic and well-cared for that he couldn't help but wonder how long it took them to achieve such impeccable movements.

He ignores the teasing of his companions at the end of the show when they imitated his expression, Retsu would be a little more focused on getting flowers.

He went to see the S/O with flowers in his hands, the others also accompanied him, and he praised the act of the S/O as soon as he saw them. He saw them laugh nervously as they accepted the detail, "I want to congratulate all the effort you surely put into your dance, it was incredible"

S/O stuttered with gratitude at Retsu's words, and the complicit looks of the karate fighters, before saying goodbye to him to return to their duties.

Retsu was captivated by the impressive presentation of the S/O and by the cute embarrassed expression they made when he praised them, he really hopes that their paths will cross again soon.

Versión en español.

Baki Hanma.

Se quedó con la boca abierta la primera vez, ¿acaso todos estaban viendo al mismo ángel que él veía? Era algo nuevo, un espectáculo de medio tiempo en una competencia a la que asistió, por lo que estaba en primera fila.

Los movimientos del S/O le robaban el aliento, le avergonzaba un poco el prestar tanta atención al movimiento de sus caderas, pero simplemente no podía apartar la mirada. Las lentejuelas que brillaban con las luces de colores, los volantes amarrados a su cintura que flotaban con cada movimiento y la elegancia con la que sus manos danzaban junto con su figura, era algo que jamás había visto antes.

Se acercó al final del evento del medio tiempo, cuando el S/O ya se había marchado para refrescarse y tomarse un descanso. Baki no supo que más decir además de que le gusto mucho la presentación, el S/O asintió en silencio sin mirarlo directamente a los ojos con el rostro un poco acalorado.

Imagina a dos adolescentes avergonzados tratando de hablarse mutuamente cuando todo mundo nota que se gustan, sí, así era como se veía la escena desde afuera.

Probablemente el S/O fue el primero en escapar, mientras que Baki todavía trataba de hacer que su cerebro funcionara otra vez. Se golpeó la cara al lamentarse por no haber dicho más, algo mejor.

Está ensimismado pensando en el S/O el resto del evento, si tiene suerte y es lo suficientemente rápido podría buscarle otra vez para hablarle, quizá pedirle su número también.

A Baki le gusto mucho el S/O, cree que son tan talentosos y lindos, se lamenta un poco que sean tan tímidos, pero eso no lo desalentara para nada.

Jun Guevara.

Vio al S/O durante una de esas grandes presentaciones y él simplemente quedo encantado, la forma en que se movía, los ojos hipnóticos que se concentraban en nadie en particular y esa vestimenta que parecía hacerle brillar bajo la luz. Simplemente cautivador.

Movimientos tan bien cuidados y elegantes que solo lo llamaban para que mirara, simplemente precioso.

Se acercó cuando el espectáculo llego a su fin, se preparó para recibir una personalidad coqueta o hasta arrogante, el S/O era una belleza por la que estaba dispuesto a soportar una pésima personalidad.

Grande fue su sorpresa cuando el S/O lo miro con timidez mientras él mencionaba lo deslumbrante que se veía dentro y fuera del escenario. Agradecieron con una voz pequeña y trataron de escapar de la mirada de Jun.

"¿Es una cosita tímida lo que tenemos aquí, hm?" se rio cuando el S/O se encogió de hombros sin devolverle la mirada, parecía más pequeño de lo que ya era.

Dejo ir al S/O antes de agobiarlo demasiado, no sin antes presentarse de una forma más amable, procuraría asistir a su siguiente actuación para tener una mejor oportunidad.

Jun cree que son lindos, simplemente esa timidez y lo deslumbrante de su presentación son refrescantes. Él quiere verles más.

Mumon Katsuragi.

Es un poco descarado en su mirada, definitivamente el S/O lo notará entre el público. Simplemente cree que son impresionantes, seguro que les tomo mucho esfuerzo y practica el ser capaces de hacer esa clase de movimientos.

Su parte favorita es la vestimenta, las lentejuelas y los volantes hace que el traje brille bajo las luces artificiales magníficamente. El S/O parece estar cubierto de oro.

Probablemente es él quien inicia la ovación de pie, nadie tardo en seguirlo porque definitivamente fue un gran espectáculo.

Se coló a la parte trasera para poder ver al S/O, le espero en el pasillo con un pequeño ramo de flores como obsequio. Se animó tan pronto como les vio salir de la habitación del personal con un vestuario diferente, segundo espectáculo, supuso.

"Estuviste increíble allí afuera", él dice con una sonrisa tranquila, ofreciendo el regalo. El S/O acepta las flores con vergüenza y agradece por el cumplido, Mumon ve como se encoge sobre sí mismo por pena.

Mumon es calmado y simpático para crear una buena atmosfera con la que el S/O estuviera a gusto, le hace reír y procura hacer que disfrute de su compañía.

Mumon cree que el S/O es simplemente hermoso, la personalidad tímida que tiene le da un aire diferente, se esfuerza por ser amistoso y no molestarle para que puedan conectar entre los dos.

Musashi Miyamoto.

El S/O DEFINITIVAMENTE puede sentir la mirada de Musashi sobre sí mismo, y ¿Quién no?

Musashi observa casi ensimismado el baile que hace, todo el brillo, la música y los colores que giran para darle al S/O una atmosfera fantástica que hace que su actuación sea difícil de ignorar.

Él atraviesa la seguridad del evento como si no fuera nada, solo porque quiere ver de cerca a esta llamativa persona después de que desapareció tras bambalinas.

Los movimientos se repetían en la mente de Musashi como una película lucida, cada movimiento y giro que presencio se grabaron en su cerebro.

El S/O se movió incómodo bajo la atenta mirada del samurái, el hombre le había acorralado cuando salió del área del personal, tartamudeando cuando le pregunto si podía hacer algo por él.

Musashi ladea la cabeza y le observa de cerca, poniendo más nervioso al S/O, solo para dejar ir el comentario "también eres lindo de cerca".

Probablemente Musashi no entienda por qué están tan nerviosos después de sus palabras, estaba siendo sincero, ¿Qué hay de malo en eso?

Retsu Kaioh.

Katsumi y los alumnos del dojo lo llevaron a ver el espectáculo, él no hubiera ido por su propio pie. Está atento a todo el show, en especial cuando el S/O entra en escena.

Se queda con la boca abierta durante todo el baile, las luces brillan en colores llamativos rebotando en el cuerpo y la vestimenta del S/O durante todo el baile. Los alumnos del dojo nota como sus ojos no se apartan del S/O.

Los movimientos del S/O eran tan hipnóticos y bien cuidados que no pudo evitar preguntarse cuanto tiempo le tomo conseguir movimientos tan impecables.

Ignora las burlas de sus acompañantes al finalizar el espectáculo cuando imitaban su expresión, Retsu estaría un poco más concentrado en conseguir flores.

Fue a ver al S/O con flores en manos, los demás también lo acompañaron, y elogio el acto del S/O en cuanto le vio. Le vio reírse nerviosamente mientras aceptaba el detalle, "quiero felicitar todo el esfuerzo que seguramente pusiste en tu baile, fue increíble"

S/O tartamudeo con agradecimiento ante las palabras de Retsu, y las miradas cómplices de los karatecas, antes de despedirse para regresar a sus obligaciones.

Retsu estuvo cautivado por la impresionante presentación del S/O y por la linda expresión avergonzada que hizo cuando lo elogio, realmente espera que sus caminos se vuelvan a cruzar pronto.

[dakumoon-00000]

Cute musashi colorful👌

[cheesus-doodles]

The Flag We Serve Under: Chapter 4

Yandere Azur Lane

Masterlist

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hello! not dead, but kinda busy - TR will be back next week :)

Something was off. 

There was no question about that fact in your mind, your unusually silent phone gripped tightly in hand even as you tried your best to push the uncomfortable feeling to the back of your head temporarily and refocus your attention on the present. And standing atop the highest natural point, surveying the seemingly endless blanket of pink cherry blossoms that covered the Sakura Nation’s mainland far below your feet, it would have been all too easy to do so, to push such turbulent thoughts aside and away.

After all, it was a respite from the turmoil and turbulence of the world outside of these isles; here, your troubles seemed so far away. There was no headquarters, no officers breathing down your neck, no subordinates clamoring for your time and attention for one matter or another. The breeze that swept through your hair rustled the leaves gently as you allowed yourself to bask in the stillness, the sounds of life just barely starting to echo up from the streets a stone’s throw away. It was peaceful, a tranquility you could barely remember from a time before joining the Azur Lane that sang in your veins, a slight floral scent that permeated the very air tickling at your nose.

On the far side of the island, the sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon, the light of dawn staining the clouds and gentle distant waves with pastel colors. 

You could stay here, you mused, a nice long vacation away from your exhausting schedule, if not forever. 

But one glance back at the battle-worn aircraft carrier far out from the island where it was docked, a mere speck floating atop calm, azure seas from this distance, was enough to shake you from your momentary delusions; you were here to do a job. A highly sensitive mission, and it was too quiet. Unnaturally so. 

You weren’t the only one who thought as such either, you noted, spotting Enterprise frown down similarly at her phone out of the corner of your eye, the white of her hair catching the sunlight as she lifted the small device higher into the sky in a bid to get a signal, and your mind returned to your initial conundrum as you glanced down at your own phone once more. Why couldn’t you reach anyone back at base, or anywhere else for that matter? Could anyone reach you?

The lack of the endless notification of messages and updates that usually plague your phone was noticeably gone, but you were sure that it wasn’t just yours and Enterprise’s whose signals have been (allegedly) jammed. Chancing a glimpse back at the two quiet Sakura light cruisers girls standing behind you, their gazes respectfully lowered from yours. Kawakaze and Noshiro, you reminded yourself - why didn’t they have communicators? Or rather, why didn’t it seem like they were using any? Not a single cackle of static, or a mumble of acknowledgement, or even the accidental ping of a message since you had arrived on the island last evening: no doubt the sudden electronic void it was starting to get to you.

“Is there something wrong, Commander?” Nagato’s child-like voice pierced through your thoughts like an arrow, and you startled back to reality, stumbling backwards slightly at the realization of just how close those amber eyes were to yours. You hadn’t even heard her arrive. And when did she get so close?

“Ah- La-Nagato,” was all you managed to stammer out in your shock, before you caught yourself, straightening up to your full height. “You’re up early.” Your first mistake of the day. The embarrassment at your stupid straight-forward observation instantly set in, and you felt like you had put your foot straight into your mouth. Sure, you were attempting to avoid her question, still in the midst of considering whether you should bring up your connectivity troubles to someone that Headquarters has time and time again labeled as enemies, but to say something so lame? In front of the Sakura Emperor?

But the other did not take offense nor laugh at your trip up, the black-haired girl instead seeming to study your face carefully before replying. “I was informed that you had left your accommodation before day break, and I came to meet you at the earliest possible time,” she clarified, her small hands folding neatly over the red of her dress, though she made no move to back away. “I apologize if I have startled you, Commander.”

You waved off her apologies, straightening your own officer coat. “No, it’s fine, I was just a little surprised.” And then, you hesitated - your second mistake. 

Cursing internally, you didn’t miss her right fox ear twitching slightly as you answered, nor the brief questioning look she threw at Kawakaze and Noshiro before her attention returned to you. “So is there something wrong, Commander?” Her voice this time more firm, the demand clear in her tone.

Fuck fuck fuck. You should have known better than to take this conversation with Nagato head-on unprepared - even in your dealings with her all those years ago, she had always been sharp as an arrow and well-versed in the game of politics. How could she not be, having to handle not only those of her court but also the likes of Iron Blood and Vichya Dominion? The sudden tension was heavy on your shoulders as you tried your best to keep your gaze unwavering from her pointed one, your thoughts a turbulent sea in your mind even amidst the now-uncomfortable silence. What now? What should you do?

You wished that you could have more time to turn the situation over a few times over your books, have the opportunity to consult with your senior office or Alabama, or just to think about it a while longer. The reality of the situation, however, was that the strain between you and the Sakura Emperor had spread to the other shipgirls gathered on the hilltop, and the hostility was threatening to spill over. Spotting Enterprise just to your right, her once-relaxed stance now taut with tension, narrowed violet eyes scanning the two light cruiser girls flanking Nagato, there was no doubt. Even if none had yet to summon their riggings, you knew your time was ticking. What you had in your hands was a live bomb, and you had to solve this. Now. 

Taking a breath, you swallowed your anxiety and made your decision.

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The world finally breathed again as you held out one hand, signaling to Enterprise to stand down. “We’ve been having some issues with contacting anyone at base since last night,” you confirmed, your gaze shifting off of Nagato to glance warily at Kawakaze and Noshiro still in their alert position, hands resting lightly on their sheathed weapons. You could hope that you had made the right decision to divulge such sensitive information; after all, in the right hands, it was a glaring vulnerability. “I thought it might have been a one-off issue, but it is starting to get concerning that I can’t get a signal, even on the highest point I could find.” 

You trusted Nagato not to exploit the weakness you had just handed her on a silver platter, but despite that, you still had your own nagging suspicions; you couldn’t have absolute certainty that the Sakura Empire hadn’t cut its own connections to the outside world upon your arrival to the island nation. Why they would do that was beyond you, given Naval Headquarters was aware that you were here, but it was too far-fetched. And it seemed the black-haired girl in front of you understood the unspoken implications immediately, fox ears swirling to face forward even as those amber eyes remained steely. “The lines are working fine. I have spoken recently with Prinz Eugen from Iron Blood. Perhaps there was no one to answer when you rang because of the time differences, but I’m certain that you’ll get a reply soon.”

Of course you doubted that; at the very least Alabama would have picked up no matter what time of day - you knew she would be worried sick if you didn’t ring her the minute you arrived. But you didn’t want to call Nagato a liar outright and certainly not to her face, opting to accept her reasoning at face value until either you had the bandwidth to investigate further or drop the matter upon your departure. Whatever came first. You simply nodded, opting to say nothing more on the matter and slipped your phone quietly back into the pocket of your skirt. “Alright, I’ll try again later.”

Enterprise, however, wasn’t convinced. “Commander, but-”

“It’s fine, Enterprise,” you repeated, bodily turning to throw a stern glance at the uneasy aircraft carrier, who fell silent. You understood her, but this wasn’t the right time, and even if she was a well-respected veteran, you were still the commander. Once more, returning to face the short-statured emperor, you kept your expression as leveled as you could manage, unwilling to show any further weaknesses. “Will your entourage not be at ease? I assure you we are unarmed.” Or as unarmed as an aircraft carrier without her riggings on could be, at least.

“At ease, Kawakaze, Noshiro,” the other immediately commanded, and said light cruisers relaxed their stance, arms falling back to their sides.

“I had a look at the schedule yesterday, Nagato, but I understand there have been some changes?” 

Nagato waved at you, inviting you to walk with her, her massive riggings swinging smoothly aside to give you space as the bells that decorated her dress jingled lightly. “Yes, there has been. I have another urgent meeting to attend, and Akagi is eager to meet you over breakfast. I shall join you once my meeting has concluded.”

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Despite the arduously trained self-control that Nagato is known for, every one of the carefully constructed walls in her mind, built to keep her emotions at bay, was on the verge of catastrophic collapse as she pushed past Kawakaze, black hair streaming out behind her. ”I messed up I messed up I messed up-” The words mumbled repeatedly under her breath echoed her own spiraling thoughts as the forest of cherry blossom trees overhead gave way to traditional houses, tiled roofs shimmering slightly in the light of the morning sun.

It had been five minutes since she had left you outside the doors of the meeting hall where Akagi and Kaga were waiting, along with Noshiro to watch over you. 

The sun was creeping ever higher into the sky, the pink of dawn having faded away into a cloudless blue sky. Hearing the hurried steps of her personal handmaiden attempting to catch up did little to slow her own pace, not with Nagato being hardly in the right headspace to bother.  What had just happened was an absolute disaster, to say the least, and it took everything she had left to stop the tears from welling up and spilling over right that instance. 

She thought you would be proud of her for putting on a brave, professional front in front of Enterprise, after all that that white-haired carrier had done to the Sakura Empire - instead, all she saw was the stern glint in your eyes as you failed to praise her or pat her head like you always did, and even rebuked her entourage. Were you mad at her? Why were you siding with that Eagle Union ship instead of her? Have you already forgotten everything that you had gone through together?

A sniff snuck out before she could stop it, and Nagato hurriedly pressed her sleeve to her nose, turning one final corner onto a quiet, narrow alley and away from the growing crowds along the main streets; the last thing she wanted was for her subjects to see their Emperor in such a pathetic state. Barely noticing as she swept past the ancient stone walls marking the transition from public place to her private abode at the end of a small, unassuming street, the ambient sounds of life faded away into the background as the architecture style of buildings around the two aged. The black-haired girl, lost in her thoughts, continued to trod silently down the meandering path, her feet bringing her to the majestic wooden hall at the end of the walkway.

The pair of slippers left neatly on the steps in front of the silk screen doors of the reception room was the only sign that her guest had already arrived. The emperor hastened to remove her own - it would be rude to keep guests waiting any longer, after all - though she did pause to instruct Kawakaze to return to your side, before sliding open the doors and disappearing inside. She would rather not find out what Akagi would get up to if she kept her attention off of the fox-tailed aircraft carrier for too long, even more so around you.

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The private reception room was simply yet tastefully decorated, just as Nagato liked it. A traditional Sakura style, the emperor picked her way across the tatami mats that she knew like the back of her hand, the dark cherry wood with its small but delicate flourishes combined with screens decorated with cranes and flowers enough to bring a certain grandeur to the room. Rounding the corner, the back of a black-purple coat was what took up most of her vision, with the tall lady wearing it faced away from the entrance, though it was clear that she was aware of the newcomer, those equally large fox ears twitching slightly at the footsteps that echoed across the otherwise silent room.

With speed that was rather unbecoming of royalty, Nagato quickly moved to join her at the table, folding her legs under her as she sat. ”I apologize for my tardiness, Musashi. There was an unexpected delay.”

But much to her surprise, said woman only moved to take a sip of steaming tea before those bronze eyes turned to meet amber ones. “Why the suppressed tears, child?”

It wasn’t a question Nagato was expecting, and she blinked. How did she know? “I told you, I am no child, Musashi,” the black-haired girl finally managed to protest, though her indignation did not last long as she found herself swept up and pressed into the other’s large bosom, nor did she deny. Compared with the Yamato-class Battleship, even the weight of her riggings was barely a deterrent.

Musashi simply smiled at the objection as she kept up her stroking, gently running one hand over Nagato’s silky hair in a calming gesture. It reminded Nagato greatly of the same way you would pat her head to the point that she wondered if perhaps the two of you had met before, before shaking off the ludicrous idea - no, there was no way. “You can tell me anything,” the taller of the two soothed. “Your safe haven is here.” 

The larger battleship’s assurance was enough for the usually stoic Sakura Emperor to cave, allowing her emotions to well up and show on her face - the first in a while. “I think I made her mad,” Nagato found herself whimpering out into Musashi’s dress, tiny fists clenched around black fur tight enough for her knuckles to turn white. The world seemed to fall completely silent, the smaller girl doing her best to bite back and swallow down any other sounds of distress, though several still managed to slip out; even if she was allowed to be vulnerable in the privacy of this reception room, it just wasn’t very like her to do so. But she simply couldn’t get her thoughts off of you - what if you hated her? What if you wanted nothing more to do with her?

“This person who you supposedly made angry,” Musashi’s voice broke both the stillness and the thoughts swirling around in her  tumultuous mind. “Is it the commander that the Azur Lane sent for negotiations?”

Nagato felt her nerves calm a little - the lack of admonishment coming from her trusted advisor on her moment of weakness was comforting. She took a deep breath. “Yes.”

A hum, as the other pondered for a moment. “I saw her arrival yesterday evening, but I’m afraid I have not had the chance to make her acquaintance. Why do you think you made her mad?”

At that moment, all the turmoil reared its head again. “She- she didn’t side with me.” But even as Nagato spoke out, she felt her cheeks flush - Musashi was right, she sounded so childish. Yet what  ugly, ugly jealousy churning in her gut failed to fade.  “She chastised me for not keeping Kawakaze and Noshiro in order.” 

“I see.” A pause, and the two took the time to sip at their tea.

“But let us put that matter aside,” the Sakura Emperor finally continued, delicately placing her cup back down on the spotless wooden table. “I assume there is something that you wished to bring to my attention urgently, Musashi.”

“Indeed. We can take this up personally with the Commander at a later time. You do not have to do this alone, I shall be there with you to settle this matter,” Even as Musashi acknowledged the change in topic, the smile that pulled at the corners of her lips didn’t drop with the increase in severity of the matter they were discussing. “Two Iron Blood ships have been spotted within Sakura territorial waters, but they did not get close enough for the patrol to positively identify them.”

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Back across the high seas, the clear night sky studded with stars stretched out to meet the ocean’s abyss horizon in the distance, the remaining lights that dotted the empty streets of the forward base reflected in the bobbing waves splashing up against stone seawalls. Yet, it was peaceful seas and tranquil darkness that hid the turmoil churning just under the surface - this much South Dakota was certain of. Most of the shipgirls had long gone to bed, save for those on night watch, though even their patrols wouldn’t bring them to this isolated part of the island. 

So why was she here? The tanned battleship let out a sigh, leaning back onto the wall, her black hair shimmering as it caught a stray silver of yellow light from the nearest lamp. She wasn’t even on duty tonight, and tomorrow was no doubt going to be an equally long day. It was nothing more than a gut feel that led her to wait here, and she was starting to question it as the minutes ticked by. But right as South Dakota was about to call it quits and retire for the night, a rustle of leaves and a sudden flash of white ponytails caught her eye amidst the clumps of bushes. Bingo.

Standing from where she had been seated all these hours, the Eagle Union ship stretched, allowing the satisfied grunt to leave her lips, making her presence known. “And where do you think you’re going?”

Alabama barely slowed in her trudge across the grassy area. “Where do you think I’m going?” Came Alabama’s response, her white coat flourishing as she swung it around, slipping it on in one graceful movement as she stalked past her older sister with no hesitation. 

No response was needed - both of them already knew what the answer was. And she understood where her youngest sister was coming from, she really did. It was impossible to miss the heavy tension that weighed down every room Alabama entered after she had returned without you, the same weight that only grew with every passing hour.

A few quick steps was all it took for South Dakota to catch up to the white-haired girl even with the other’s long, fast strides, and one more was enough for her to blockade the other’s path. “I can’t let you leave. Orders from the Commander.” 

That last phase didn’t sit well at all with Alabama as she tried to step past South Dakota. “The Commander is missing,” the last word practically hissed.

But the older of the two wasn’t phased. “Missing is a rather strong word.” South Dakota might have been a new transfer to your command as well to this particular forward base, but there was no doubt about one thing. She knew above all else that Alabama was extremely attached to you, and she was in turn your closest confidant, having been together right from the start of your journey as a Fleet Commander. “Have you at least passed this by Bunker Hill?”

“I’m her secretary,” with the unspoken question of why she needs to pass anything by said carrier, despite Alabama knowing full well that it was the other in charge of the Eagle Union division of your fleet up until your return and not her. 

South Dakota tried again. “She has an escort, doesn’t she?”

A pause, before the older of the two felt the tension in the air grow. “I’m going to find her.” Oops. Seems like that was the wrong question.

South Dakota sighed, this time moving to grab her sister’s arm. “I can’t let you. Commander’s orders.” She had been warned beforehand by Bunker Hill of the probability of Alabama sneaking off as she was passing down your orders, and the battleship could only guess that Bunker Hill herself had in turn been forewarned by you. Whatever mission you were on, it was certainly extremely classified if you were taking such precautions.

Yet, the tanned black-haired woman mused as Alabama started to struggle in her grip, she had also heard of the stories about you and your past that floated around Naval HQ, passed between the other commanders and shipgirls. It was something that she was certain Alabama remained unaware about just yet. But it wasn’t her place to tell the youngest of the South Dakota-class battleships and get herself into unimaginable trouble that only god knows about, instead opting to turn her attention back to the current brewing storm. “She just could be busy.”

“She hasn’t picked up her phone in two days, not even a text,” Alabama retorted. “Something’s wrong.”

“Have you tried calling again?”

“The whole day,” Alabama snapped back, the ire that had been hiding beneath her unbothered exterior finally rearing up, though at least she did stop trying to break free. “What makes you think I haven’t been trying again and again?”

The namesake of the class only sighed. “Look, how about we bring this up to Bunker Hill first? You don’t even know where to start looking.”

Red eyes stiffly met gold ones, as if assessing whether the other’s intentions were genuine. It was clear just how protective Alabama was of you, this much was certain, but there were better ways to go about elevating her concerns rather than rushing out into the abyss of the oceans. The chirping of insects, accompanied by the soft symphony of the waves, was all that filled the night as the two finally turned to head back towards the base, with South Dakota sticking closely to her youngest sister.

Whatever the next day brought, it was bound to be downhill from here for a while.

[leleouwu]

Just a drawing of me and Miyamoto Musashi from Baki since I was bored in class and asked a friend for a random pose to draw him in, idk I just read a bit of his arc in the manga to know more about him and I rlly like him

[ozzgin]

Baki Headcanons: Musashi Miyamoto x Reader

I was recently considering getting back into playing Hakuouki and so the idea randomly came to me: Musashi Miyamoto and a reader that is very much into feudal/samurai otome games and is often on their phone/Switch/DS. Hopefully this hasn’t been done yet! Just a very short musing.

He notices your frown and focused expression as you stare at the screen and can’t help his curiosity. He asks you about the mysterious activity and you casually respond it’s just a dating sim.

A…what? You have realized your mistake. You proceed to explain what a visual novel is - really just an interactive story - and follow with awkward details regarding the particular case of an otome game. By the time you’re finished, you’re blushing pathetically. Musashi, on the other hand, seems very amused by the whole concept. He used to be a writer himself and the idea of a branching, immersive story is simply fascinating.

He insists on witnessing it with his very own eyes. You show him the screen. A man in traditional hakama and Shinsengumi robe holds up his sword. The dialogue goes on about protecting you in the midst of this military conflict, and your name is highlighted within the sentence. Musashi’s eyebrows raise further up. The technology may be foreign to him, but the narration depicted is rather familiar.

You outline the plot and the characters. You point to the man on the screen and confess, embarrassed, that he was your choice. As you name the features and characteristics that caused your decision, you begin to realize a lot of the traits might as well describe Musashi himself. He must’ve caught on, too, because a grin creeps onto his face.

“Hmmm. So that’s the kind of man you like.” He ponders with a smug expression. “Good to know.”

[leleouwu]

My man my bro my hunny there's no words existemr I'm any language I know that can describe how much I fucking and absolutely love Biscuit Oliva holy shit lmao

I know we're not gonna ignore just how DUMMY THICC😫💖! These Baki boys are. Just imagine Baki, Jack, Musashi, Yujiro, Oliva, Retsu, Doppo, and Katsumi walking in a park with their S/O and its crowded do to a festival or something. And all of a sudden a man just passed them by like nothing and said "daaaaaanm! That ass is THICC for a guy!" And disappeared into the crowd. And their S/O just burst into laughter! How would the Baki boys feel😂? You have great headcanons man😎💖

Lol! This is so silly! I love it!

Baki, Jack, Musashi, Oliva, Retsu, and Katsumi getting catcalled-

Baki-

• Okay Baki knows his ass is PHAT. He knows he’s got a DUMPTRUCK. He is proud of his body. Him and his S/O are enjoying their time when someone yells. "DAAAAAAMN! That ass is THICC for a guy!"

• He turns around quickly to see who yelled that. Nobody Catches his eye. His S/O busts out laughing next to him. He can’t help but giggle a little bit.

• He walks with his S/O- he’s a little more aware of his absolute dumptruck he possesses.

Jack-

• Jack is proud of his body. He knows he’s got the body of Hercules and he’s Damn proud of it. It took a lot of work to get a body like his. He looks like he’s cut from marble.

• When he and his S/O are at a festival someone yells "DAAAAAAMN! That ass is THICC for a guy!" It goes straight to Jack’s already massive ego. He turns around to see who yelled but no one stands out.

• His S/O leans against him laughing. He blushes a bit, but ends up chuckling with his S/O.

Musashi-

• Musashi likes the traditional festivals. He accompanies his S/O of course. He enjoys spending time with them while also enjoying the festival in modern times.

• "DAAAAAAMN! That ass is THICC for a dude!" Someone yells behind them. Musashi ignores it thinking it’s for someone else. “Musashi, I think they’re talking about you.” His S/O says.

• “Y/N, What does thicc mean?” He asks. His S/O takes the time to explain. He doesn’t Like being catcalled/objectified but he moves on, not letting it spoil his night. Though his S/O might catch him looking at his ass in the mirror later.

Oliva-

• He’s excited to spend time with his S/O. He and his S/O are wearing matching outfits. He’s super excited to be out in a date like this with them.

• He and his S/O are walking hand-in-hand when someone yells "DAAAAAAMN! That ass is THICC for a guy!"

• Oliva turns around and sends the catcaller a wink- “thanks man.” He say as he gives his own ass as playful smack. His S/O crumbles with laughter- Oliva joins them of course.

Retsu-

• Retsu takes pride in his body. He worked hard for it. His body is the product of 1000s of years of Chinese martial arts. Of course he takes pride.

• “DAAAAAAMN! That ass is THICC for a guy!!” He hears right behind him. His S/O starts giggling. There’s a deep red blush on his cheeks. He keeps on walking, choosing to ignore the catcaller.

• Later his S/O might catch him looking at his behind in the mirror.

Katsumi-

• It’s date night for him and his beloved S/O. It’s hot outside so he decides to borrow a pair of his S/O’s short shorts.

• He knows his ass is phat. He spends some time looking in the mirror at it. Also his S/O has always got their hands on his cheeks. “DAAAAAAMN! That ass is THICC for a guy!!” He instantly tenses up in surprise. His S/O and him bust out laughing.

• He walks with his but sticking out a little further from then on.

[bebe-writes-stuff]

Baji x Reader

Y/N was walking to school, lost in thought as she turned a corner near her house. She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings when she unexpectedly ran into someone. A startled gasp escaped her lips as she looked up to find a tall, dark-haired guy with glasses glaring down at her. 

“Watch where you’re going, four eyes,” Y/N snapped instinctively, her irritation flaring up.

The guy’s expression hardened, but before he could respond, Y/N hurried off, not giving him a second glance. Unbeknownst to her, she had dropped her phone during the collision.

Baji stared after her, annoyed by her rudeness. He peered down and saw the phone on the ground. His immediate reaction was to smash it out of anger, but when he picked it up, the screen lit up, exposing a background of Y/N and another girl, Emma. Despite his irritation, he found himself staring at the photo, noticing how pretty Y/N was. The longer he looked, the more intrigued he grew.

Meanwhile, Y/N continued on to school, oblivious to her missing phone until much later. It wasn’t until lunch, when she and Emma were gossiping on the rooftop, that she realized something was wrong.

“Ugh, I must’ve dropped it when I ran into four eyes. How annoying,” Y/N groaned, her frustration evident.

As they chatted, Emma’s phone suddenly rang. She answered it, her eyebrows shooting up in surprise.

“Baji?”

“Tell your stupid friend I found her phone,” Baji’s voice came through the line, gruff as ever.

“Baji?” Emma repeated, surprised.

“STUPID?! FOUR EYES, IS THAT YOU? WOW, so not only do you bump into me, but you also steal my phone!” Y/N’s voice was loud enough to draw curious glances from nearby students.

“I DIDN’T STEAL SHIT. DON’T BLAME YOUR CLUMSY ASS ON ME. Tch, you’re lucky I didn’t smash it, you rude ass,” Baji retorted, his tone sharp.

“I dare you, four eyes, and I’ll smash your face,” Y/N shot back, her temper flaring.

Emma sighed, feeling like she was witnessing a lovers’ argument. “Are you guys done?”

“Yeah,” both Baji and Y/N answered simultaneously, causing Emma to shake her head.

“Baji, can we get Y/N’s phone back? After school sounds good?” Emma suggested, her voice calm and practical.

“Yeah, whatever. You know where I’m at,” Baji replied before hanging up.

The rest of the school day dragged on painfully slow for Y/N and the hours seemed to stretch endlessly. Finally, the final bell rang, and she met up with Emma at the school gate.

“Where are we going anyway?” Y/N asked as they walked out.

“Musashi Shrine. That’s where they all meet,” Emma answered casually.

As they neared the shrine, they spotted several motorcycles parked nearby.

“Oh, they’re here already,” Emma noted.

“Man, I’m just tryna get my damn phone back,” Y/N groaned, rolling her eyes.

They walked up to the group, where several guys were huddled up, deep in conversation with Mikey and Draken. The conversation halted when Mikey noticed the newcomers.

“What the? Draken, did you call Emma up for something? Why is she here?” Mikey asked, confused in his tone.

“Uhh, no. Why would I do that?” Draken replied, equally puzzled.

Before Emma could answer, Y/N spotted Baji among the group. He looked different, his hair down and no glasses, blending in with the rest of the gang in a matching uniform.

“Hey, give me my phone back, four eyes!” Y/N called out, cutting Emma off as she made a beeline toward Baji.

Baji turned to face her, and for a moment, he was struck by how pretty she looked up close. He pulled her phone out of his pocket and handed it to her. As she grabbed it, Baji suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“Thanks—huh?” Y/N’s smile faded into confusion as she looked up at him.

“…Are you… single?” Baji asked bluntly, seizing the moment. His straightforwardness stunned everyone, including Y/N.

Y/N quickly pulled her hand back, a blush creeping over her cheeks. “I got what I needed already and why do you care…but yeah, I am,” she replied before quickly retreating to Emma’s side.

The meeting began, but Y/N couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes boring into her. She glanced up and found Baji staring at her, his gaze intense and unwavering. Throughout the entire meeting, he never looked away, studying her as if trying to memorize every detail.

His thoughts drifted back to earlier, to the moment he had her phone in his hand. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help himself. He had gone through her phone, scrolling through her pictures. The memory of it made his pulse quicken. As he remembered back to the school bathroom, where he had bit his lip to stay quiet, so his groans and grunts wouldn’t be heard. Y/N’s phone was in one hand, and his dick in the other, as he stroked himself to her face on the screen. He knew it was wrong, going through her phone, scrolling through her photos—especially the ones of her smiling or looking off into the distance. But the more he looked, the more he was certain of one thing: he was going to have her. He was going to make her his.

Later that night, Y/N tossed and turned in bed, replaying the day’s events in her mind. After the meeting, Mikey had offered to walk her and Emma home since it was late. She had parted ways with them as she reached her house, but her thoughts kept circling back to Baji.

She picked up her phone, thinking about texting Emma to ask more about him, but hesitated. Emma would tease her mercilessly if she found out. She sighed and opened her contacts, intending to text Emma, but something caught her eye.

Baji Keisuke.

Her heart skipped a beat. No way. Did he actually put his contact in my phone? She swallowed hard, debating what to do. After a moment, she decided she didn’t need Emma’s help after all.

…Ringggg

“Heh, I knew you were going to call me,” Baji’s voice came through the line, a smirk evident in his tone.

“Shut up, four eyes. What do you want? You added your contact in my phone,” Y/N snapped, trying to keep her cool despite the flurry of emotions swirling inside her.

“Well, it’s pretty simple, actually. I want you.”

--A/N: Give me ideas on how I should continue this, that's if you guy even want a part 2--

[needtoloveoutloud]

Shadows Of Our Past, Present, and (possible) Future — Series

My Hero Academia — Female!OC Fan Fiction on AO3

Part One (Completed — 93k words):

The one where Shota Aizawa stumbles upon a back alley full of stray cats and ends up adopting a child

“Fine, then a cat? We both know how much you love those little furry…things.” At this, Shota paused the game and turned to the pushy blonde next to him. “I actually have considered that.” “And?” “And: also, no. It makes no sense.” Hizashi looked almost scandalized. “Makes no sense?” “I made a pro and contra list.” “Of course you did.”

When underground hero Shota Aizawa, twenty-two years old, is out on patrol one Friday evening, he doesn't expect that a single meow from a cat would lead him to find a homeless girl called Yoru. From then on, Yoru and Shota grow up together, make mistakes together, and try to overcome every obstacle life throws at them.

>> Read on AO3 <<

Part Two (Ongoing, regular updates — growing long fic — 359k words so far — READ PART 1 FIRST, PLEASE AND THANK YOU):

The one where Yoru Aizawa tries to navigate through life at U.A.

Two days after her fifteenth birthday, Yoru decides to drop the bomb on him. “I want to go to U.A.” “You want to go to U.A.” Her Dad puts the book he's been reading down on the glass balcony table.  “Yes, I want to go to U.A.” She slumps down on the outdoor couch next to him, grabbing the discarded book. “What are you reading?” ‘A Book of Five Rings by Miyamoto Musashi — The classic guide to strategy ’. She raises an eyebrow. “Reading that for fun, huh?” “Why do you want to go to U.A.? You never cared much about heroes. Besides Edgeshot, that is.” Yoru smirks up at him. “What, jealous?” “As if.” “You know, even if they sold Eraserhead posters, I wouldn’t hang them up. It would be super weird.” “Good to know where your loyalties lie.” He rolls his eyes. “Back to the topic at hand, why do you want to go to U.A.? Because Shinso wants to go?” “No.” Pause. “Okay, that may be part of it. But I’m serious. I’ve been thinking about it for a while now, and I really want to go.” “That might be so, but you still neglected to tell me why you want to attend there.” Yoru plays with her hair, noting how it’s time for another hair cut when she finds some splint ends. “I wanna be a hero.” Her Dad blinks. “A hero?” “Yes. Well, I want to help people and do some good with that shitty quirk of mine.”

When Yoru tells her Dad that she wants to attend U.A., she expects it to be a difficult path. She didn't expect all the awkwardness, blossoming friendships, confusing feelings, and near-death experiences, though.

>> Read on AO3 <<

Please heed the warnings/tags (TWs in the author's notes of chapters where they apply to).

Also: because someone asked this before - you can read it as a reader insert if you want. I don't mind at all. Feel free to imagine yourself as part of the story. Just know that Yoru (the OC) will have descriptions of her visual appearance.

This story is a mix of:

Slice of life

Hurt/Comfort

Angst/Fluff

Humor

Dadzawa

SLOW BURN Romance — Enemies to Lovers (Bakugo x Yoru)

SLOW BURN Romance — EraserMic (but it's a subtle slow burn)

Growing up, coming of age (hopefully lol)

Teenage awkwardness

Mixed media (pictures, music, chat screenshots (later on in Part 2), etc. — chat screenshots will always have the written text below, to make it accessible for visually impaired folks or people who use screen readers)

and more...

Author: NoBecksPleaseNo on AO3

Please don't copy or plagiarize the work, the character, the premise, etc. Also, no cross-posting anywhere, please and thank you.

Disclaimer: Yoru's image is AI generated and then edited/adjusted by the author. The other character images in the header are from Pinterest (besides the one of Present Mic/Midnight, that one's from the light novels) — unfortunately without a source. If you're the artist, and you're not okay with me using them, please message me and I will remove them. If you're the artist and are okay with me using them, please tell me, so I can credit you.

Besides the OC characters, I don't own any already existing characters from the My Hero Academia Universe — that honor belongs to Kohei Horikoshi.

[baratiddyappreciator]

Could you make a NSFW fic of musashi with a muscular fighter s/o?

Wow I haven't uploaded anything in like over a week lmao, sorry about that! And sorry that this took so long! He may be slightly OOC because I haven't really looked into his character (from official sources at least). Obviously, minors DNI because it's NSFW. It's honestly just mostly foreplay (otherwise this would be eons long) so I can continue with actual smut if that's what the people want

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Beautiful. That's what he saw. Beauty. Sculpted muscles honed for battle, soft skin that still told a story of a life that wasn't easy, and eyes that bore straight into his as his fingers lightly passed over their body, trailing up from their hips to dance over their breastbone, pupils blown wide and eyes half-lidded. Their lips were slightly parted as they breathed, and he enjoyed how debauched they looked because of him. He smiled, tracing their muscles. "You are beautiful." He said earnestly, his wide eyes practically staring into their soul as he spoke. "Perfection." He muttered, picking up their arm to admire how dainty the limb looked in his hand, all the while admiring the feeling of powerful muscles coiled beneath his fingertips. "You are made for a life like this. No wonder you drew my attention. Even your fingers are built for fighting." He continued, before pinning your wrists above your head.

"I am going to enjoy showing you just how perfect you are. I'm sure even this will feel like a battle." He said, earning a groan from his partner, who rolled their eyes slightly, though he could see the slight amusement on their face.

"Not everything has to be a fight, you know that, right?" They asked, earning a chuckle. "We don't have to make this a fight. I'm willing to do whatever you want here."

"I know you are. And what I want to do is make this a fight." He continued, reaching down to grab their throat, hand sealing lightly over the thick column of their neck, admiring the the power in the racing pulse that greeted his fingertips. "Not like in the ring, not like on the battlefield. This is it's own kind of fight. One where we both win, and we both lose." He grinned. "Unless you're giving up?" He teased, earning a scoff, though the beautiful individual that was pinned beneath him didn't resist. They remained soft and pliant as he leaned down to kiss them with a chuckle. "Your lips are so soft, so perfect." He murmured, earning a shaky hum. He was flustering them, he could tell. But he could do more than fluster, as the hand around their throat left, trailing back down their body, more intent this time, an exact location in mind. Down their sternum to their navel, and then lower still to meet the treasure between their legs, making them shudder and gasp.

His fingers worked smoothly to bring them to a point of arousal, though it was fairly obvious that they were already there, trying and failing to hide minute tremors that wracked through their body as he worked them over, watching each little flinch or twitch, each hitching of breath. Of course, this was for him too, he would take his pleasure, but that could wait for a while longer as he watched the beautiful individual beneath him writhe and whine in pleasure, brows furrowed, bottom lip pinched between their teeth. He could do this all day, watching the muscles in their thighs jump and jolt with each pleasant surge that raced through their body as he brought them closer and closer to their peak.

A choked groan of pleasure escaped their lips, and he smirked. "You're losing~" He purred, earning a half-hearted glare, before their eyes promptly rolled back, their head following as their hips jolted and jerked against his hand, the pleasure reaching its crescendo, a moan slicing through the air in a melodic tone that made him grin, watching their tensed muscles as they sucked in air sharply, shivering, their fingers clutching the blanket beneath them in a white-knuckled grip, before a groan left them, and they returned to their body, looking at him through dazed, half-lidded eyes. "Shall we try again?" He asked, earning a grunt as he was promptly grabbed, their legs snaring around his waist, before the world spun, leaving him pinned beneath them.

"You keep playing games and I'm going to make you understand what losing looks like."