#nomi no sukune

[iskratempestmadness]

Hi! I really like your Baki headcanons, so I was wondering if I could headcanons for the boys having a small s/o like a lot or more shorter?

Okay, let's do it.

I'm going to try a new format to describe more characters.

A thing from a high shelf

It was quite funny to watch. Honestly. He was probably trying not to laugh. But the picture he saw was funny, a little awkward, but undoubtedly sweet. The thing is, you've been trying to get a pack of cookies from the top shelf for a while now. While you were trying to finish the job you started, for some reason the idea of taking a chair did not occur to you. And of course your height was certainly not playing in your favor right now. So small and neat, you jumped, stood on chains, stretched and, alas, could not get the coveted pack in any way. And of course, this charming picture was accompanied by grumbling that the cookies could have been placed lower, and that it was probably done on purpose.

So how could he not help you? Of course he did. Coming up behind you, it took him a little effort to get the cookies off the shelf.

It has probably already become clear that he extremely likes your height and for this reason it becomes the reason for many of his jokes.

Yuuichirou Hanma, Chiharu Shiba, Retsu Kayoh, Atsushi Suedou, Jun Guevara

wearing on your shoulders

Not so long ago you decided to make a habit of walking in the park. However, with your boyfriend, every walk turned into a race. And this time was no exception.

So, as usual, you were walking behind and were already several dozen steps behind because of the length of your legs, and he was walking ahead with an energetic step, and for you he was flying, again because of the length of his legs. When you asked him to slow down for the hundredth time, he stopped. The moment you reached him, he picked you up in his arms and a second later you were sitting on his shoulders. Because of your height, your dangling legs barely reached his abs. The hands were on his head, gently running through his short hair.

... It was unexpected and perhaps sweet.

But that's only on your part. He was rather embarrassed at that moment. But he does not deny the fact that it is doubly pleasant for him to walk with you like this.

Jack Hanma, Hanayama Kaoru, Hector Doyle, Dorian, Kato Kiyosumi (he liked it between Your legs), Biscuit Oliva, Nomi no Sukune

You're wearing clothes

Perhaps lately you've been noticing posts in your feed too often about how girls took guys' clothes for themselves. Someone complained about it and was outraged, someone liked it and thought it was cute. You've never done anything like this. Well, the hour of your debut has come.

When your boyfriend came home, the first thing he felt was the smell of dinner. He could clearly hear the smell of baked chicken and potatoes, as well as the notes of salad. And of course the first thing he did was head to the kitchen. And bingo! He guessed right. The appetizing-smelling chicken was cooking in the oven, and at that time you were busy with the salad.

But there was something else that he noticed. He recognized one of his hoodies on you. Oh, don't worry, she sat on you wonderfully! Despite the fact that it was a little too long, the sleeves were long and the neckline was a little wide.

And.. it caused emotions. At first, a slight surprise, and later it was replaced by tenderness and quiet joy.

He definitely has a couple dozen of that image in his phone.

Baki Hanma, Kozue Motsumoto, Orochi Kastumi, Orochi Natsue, Tokugawa Mitsunari (in this case, the clothes just fit), Sikorsky (the coat was stolen), Koushou Shinogi

neutrality

Oh, it's uncritical for him, trust me. He has eyes, he knew who he was meeting and immediately appreciated your size. So... Your height is just your height. He doesn't attach much importance to it. However, he will support you if you have complexes about it.

Yujiro hanma, Orochi Doppo, Kaku Kayoh, Shibukawa Goki, Ryuukou Yanagi, Spec, Kureha Shinogi

[yandere-writer-momo]

Thinking about unassuming yandere sukune

Just always being aware that he was a large dude (width and height) but he’s been nothing but gentle since the two of you have been friends so you never really take his cuddly (clingy and possessive ) behavior too seriously

just imagine one day you realize friends dont act like this but its already too late, you’ve let him get away with it for this long you guys might as well start dating its not like anybody could measure up to him anyways.

Me with this ask

Love it. Adore this idea.

Yandere Baki Short Stories: Eyes On Me

Yandere Sukune x Oblivious! Afab Reader

……………………………………….

It wasn’t uncommon for her best friend, Sukune, to place his hand on the small of her back, but today it felt different… his hands cupped the top of the flesh of her bottom to the point that it was uncomfortable. He had been kind of touchy as of late once she told him about a guy she was interested in…

(Your name) glanced her head up at Sukune who simply gave her a small, innocent smile. The large man raised a brow at her anxious expression.

“Are you alright, (nickname)?” Sukune asked softly, his eyes full of concern. Perhaps her mind was overthinking things… Sukune probably wasn’t purposely making her uncomfortable.

“Your hand is a bit low, Nomi.” (Your name) muttered, the man immediately removed his hand. Sukune apologized.

“I’m so sorry, I hadn’t realized.” Sukune bent down to her height and offered her his hands. She put her small hands in his much larger ones. “I never mean to make you uncomfortable, okay?”

(Your name) smiled and nodded. She knew Sukune was a good guy, he’d never do anything to hurt her.

Sukune pressed his lips to her forehead and pulled back to give her another smile for reassurance.

“Are you tired of walking, I noticed you’re limping a bit.” Sukune pointed to her shoes, his gaze softened at her red toes. “Those are new, right?”

(Your name) blushed. Sukune was always so attentive to her needs, he was such an amazing friend… she nodded her head and she was instantly scooped up and held up in the crook of his arm.

“This is much better, right?” Sukune gave her a bright smile as he carried her. “How about I buy us some ice cream?”

(Your name) giggled and laid her head back to rest on his shoulder.

“You’re the best, Nomi.”

Sukune smiled softly, but there was a darker emotion behind his obsidian eyes. He’d been in this role for awhile now and he didn’t know how much he could handle before he finally broke.

Sukune smiled down at (your name) who cuddled into him. She was so naive… so trusting. (Your name) was so lucky he was the one who took interest in her. God only knew what would happen if some other man with I’ll intentions did…

Sukune would keep her safe from the horrors of the world and from heartbreak. All she needed to do was realize what was right in front of her and all would go smoothly…

If not, it’s not like he couldn’t give her the lush she needed to see him in a different light. Sukune was determined to be her lover and her protector.

But for now, he was okay with being her best friend and closest confident. He was sure the loneliness would set in soon once she noticed all of her potential boyfriend was out of the picture. She didn’t need to look at any other man other than him…

“(Your name)?” Sukune smiled when she turned her head to the side to look at him. “Eyes on me.”

[gaolangsimp24]

I swear to god this adorable Prehistoric fucker is learning something new everyday, either by anyone else or himself. And that smile looks kinda Familiar to me, like i Genuinely can't Nomi or baki had the same smile somewhere in the series or manga.

[kisaamisa]

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a/n ⋆ there is two parts to this bitch because I can't fit all my photos in one post. 🤬🤬

CHAPTER 1 ; HE'S WHAT? ✮

“Uhh, right!”

Baki was rapidly flipping through his notebook after the girl had asked what the project would be about.

“It's supposed to be about some…book?”

“And how long do we have to complete it?”

….

Baki sat there with a confused face. What is it? Why are we completing-

“The project Hanma.”

OH.

“I think we have a week or two to complete it..”

'How the hell did I already embarrass myself in front of her. We haven't been sitting next to each other for more than 5 minutes. Damn Baki, you’re pathetic.'

“Anyways, I'll give you my phone number. Don't text me until I text first or my sister will get on me about having a boyfriend.”

“That doesn't sound too bad.”

“Huh?”

'Shit.'

“Nothing!”

[Name] now squinted and raised her eyebrows, clear suspicion showing and making itself visible on her face.

“Okay if you say so..”

The pair sat in awkward silence and refused to make any eye contact until [name] brought up the fact that they should at least try and get a headstart before meeting again to get all of it finished.

“I'll see you soon! Bye!”

[Name] waved to her new found friend before running off to go start walking home.

Baki stood there with his thoughts clouded. She was so pretty, so nice, so funny. He wanted her as a girlfriend but he didn't want to say anything. He was going through a break up for goodness sake! He at least had to wait a bit or it would seem as if he didn't value his and Kozue's relationship.

“Yeah! Do you wanna go out to that coffee shop later on, Ko?”

Speak of the devil.

“I don't know, I'm a bit tired but I'll text you later whether I'm going or not, okay?”

Baki wanted to desperately walk over to Kozue and apologize for everything and get back together with her, in fact, he was about to until an aggravating and grating voice yelled after him.

One that irritated him just by hearing it.

“HEY BAKI! YOUR BROTHERS FROM OTHER MOTHERS ARE TO PICK YOU UP FROM SCWHOOL!”

The way Katsumi had said those words were in a way that was babyish, practically mocking Baku for being the youngest.

Baki immediately snapped away from his thoughts and realized that he was starting to stare at Kozue. He immediately looked away and sped walked to his friends.

He muttered a slight “I hate you so much you fucking burnt sperm cell” and somehow, Restu heard and started lecturing him about giving respect and how to calm his anger down to at least respect the ones he loves.

Baki couldn't wait until he got home, he was already tired of school.

a/n ⋆ i ate some really good pizza so shout out to pizza hut because I wouldn't have posted anything without it 💗

all right reserved © please do not copy any of my works!

[leleouwu]

just realized i haven't posted any of my art in ages so yeh, have some stuff i made since my last Spec drawing and also, the drawings are all out of order but if u want to know when i made each of them i wrote the date in the drawing, but the system i use is different from the usual american one so ita day/month/year

also yay! just got into the Kengan Ashura fandom, but that drawing og Ohma is the first one i made so it's pretty bad, the next ones i made look better tho, but i already got too many drawings in here so i'll make a separate post for them

anyways, hope that whoever sees this likes the drawings and maybe asks for a comission or more since they're free and always open and i draw for literally any fandom as long as I can search up how the chraracter looks and such, if anyone's interested just dm me, send an ask, make a post and @ me, anything works just go on and be happy:D

anygays,that's it for now, hope that y'all have a great cycle of 24 hours:3

[amechyofsorts]

The Oliva and Nomi rematch is fucking hype. Dou has been kicking ass ever since Jack came back.

[lumpyflakycum]

BREAKING NEWS! Best sumo wrestler of all time dropkicks the. Fucking unbound by prison pacman bodybuilder. I guess. Peak fiction

[selinay-04]

No comment…

[idontthinkimokaymentally]

Hello there Nomi no Sukune II fans.

[the-acid-pear]

Baki really is my top niche interest man . . . I'm just so abnormal about it. And nothing compares. Nothing is like Baki, there's only one Baki ☝️

[iskratempestmadness]

Psychological analysis

This analysis was not performed by a professional!

Based on the manga, as in the anime some points were cut down.

Baki

Main character traits: determination, perseverance, sensitivity, calmness (mostly), sometimes aggressiveness, carelessness, gambling, resourcefulness, frivolity (in a sense, childish behavior)

with close people, the qualities are more clearly manifested: caring, wisdom, tenderness

Behavior in various situations:

• Negative (Stressful) :

When the hero was still a teenager, he reacted more vividly to stressful situations. The death of his mother was, of course, a stressful event for him, and affected him to such an extent that the boy sees hallucinations at the moment when the dead mother's duck is carrying. It seems to him that he is having a conversation with a woman, but she has been dead for some time.

At a more mature age, the hero's behavior changed. He reacts to stress, but not as vividly as before. The world around him is quite conflicted and fast, so that he gets used to a lot of stress with age.

Positive (Success) :

In the world surrounding the hero, success is equated with victory over the enemy. It turns out that the more victories a person wins, the more successful he is.

During the children's arch, the hero is quite successful and experiences positive emotions in this regard. But since the goal is to defeat the father, he does not fully experience these emotions. The hero is moving towards this goal, he could consider himself successful. Along this timely path to her, the hero naturally experiences emotions, feels his progress, but anticipating his feelings of victory over his father, he does not feel them fully.

At a more mature age, the hero experiences positive emotions less often. After being defeated by his father, and before him, the hero experiences boredom, which is why he gets involved in the story with Miyamoto Musashi, and later with Nomi No Sukune. However, in society, the hero is considered quite successful, he is a champion, fought with Pickle, Yujiro and other strong fighters and did not die, he can well be called successful.

Despite this, Baki does not feel happy, he does not feel positive emotions because of success. He knows perfectly well that he is successful, but it does not bring him positive emotions. They seem to fade.

Motivation:

• protection of loved ones

An example of this point would be Kazue's defense. It can be seen as in the case of the skirmish with Sikorsky, as well as the skirmishes with Yanagi (and Sikorsky). So, we can say that the hero is developing for this aspect as well.

• Father's love

Baki understood that he could earn his father's respect and love only by fighting him, becoming a rival for him. Only then could he admit it to her. This is perhaps the main reason why the hero is developing.

Contradictions in character:

• the desire for maximum comfort and the maximum amount of training (dedication)

Self-assessment:

Normal. The hero has no illusions about himself and at the same time he treats himself realistically.

Injuries:

• father

The absence of a father in the boy's life. Despite the fact that Yujiro was in Baki's life, but he did not perform all the functions as a father. He didn't help Baki settle into everyday life. He didn't teach him the usual things, other than fighting and training.

• mother

Non-recognition on the part of the mother, a kind of manifestation of love on her part. Emi, for a while, used the hero as a means to achieve love from Yujiro. However, she later protects her son from his father, but dies in the process. Which is also a hero's injury.

[kisaamisa]

ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙𝙉𝙀𝙋𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙃𝙀

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a/n this chapter might have a bit of suicidal thoughts and other triggering things so you have been warned1!!1

PROLOGUE ✮

"And I just think we're not going to last. I can't keep worrying about someone who doesn't listen anyway.”

The night sky casted down on the two figures, one female while the other one being male. Both parties met up after being pressured to by the female, who was now looking down at her hands, picking at the skin. They met up in a rather secluded area, one where only the two of them met up often. The drive near the female's house. It was dim with some house lights on around the neighborhood. The wind seemed to be absent as well as all of the critters and creatures that lurked in the dark. The silence was unbearable, you could hear the slightest movement of each person. The expressions on both characters were displaying their own feelings.

The girl showed regret and sorrow, some would even say she was sorry or being forced to break up with her beloved but that wasn't the case. She had been through so many emotions with the man, both negative and positive but the thing that pushed her to the edge was his lack of communication. The man never reached out. They could go days, weeks, sometimes months without speaking and he would act as if it was okay. He also never announced when he would leave or come back, the female was always scared to death about the boy and she had enough.

She knew full and well that he was one of the strongest men on earth so she stood a good distance away for her own safety. The female now conveying very visible uncomfort was once a girl who would show rays of enclosed love. Where did the time all go?

“So, you're breaking up with me..?”

There was the slightest hint of shock on the face of the seemingly bored male. He tried his best to cover up all his internal feelings but he was stunned and tased by the words the female spat at him. As the boy kept listening to the girl rant about the things wrong about him, he stood there, motionless as if there was havoc happening and he couldn't do anything. This was the case but it was in the male's mind.

He was sad, angry, confused, and dissatisfied. Why couldn't he be a great partner for someone like her? He had always thought that their relationship would last until old age but here they were, only a year into the relationship before she decided to call it quits. Maybe if he had done better? He did everything, he protected her from all of the men who were coming for her, he bought small little gifts and gave her things she liked. He had given her his virginity, what more could a girl ask for?

“Yeah. I'm sorry Baki but it just won't work out for the two of us.”

“Okay. Well, I'll see you later, Kozue.”

“Yeah.”

Both parties turned on their heels, the female now identified as Kozue began running with tears streaming down her face.

She is devastated by the boy who she planned her whole life to be gone as quick as some dust on a shelf.

Baki on the other hand looked emotionless. He kept saying in his mind, it is just a break, we'll get back together again, she'll come back and we will pretend nothing happened.

His deluded thoughts closed up his mind and any rational words that his conscious tried to push in were quickly discarded. He refused to believe that the love of his life could be gone, just like that.

If only Miss Kozue paid more attention to the boy's face, the way it screams failure. If only she knew the boy well enough to acknowledge the fact that he would harm himself in multiple ways. If only.

Hours went by, 4 hours, 60 minutes in each hour and the male now identified as Baki couldn't even leave his house. The pain he felt in his heart was unbearable, like a cutting knife. He desperately tried to shrug the feeling away but it just didn't work. It was like a leech, a maggot, clinging unto his decaying heart. He knew that he would eventually get over it but she was his first love. Someone he thought he could trust but eventually he was abandoned. Abandoned in the same way his father and mother abandoned him. Baki was now in the absence of love and he didn't know who to deal with it.

He stopped training or doing any fighting activities a day after the break up and still hasn't considered going back. His house was a mess, filled with broken furniture and scraps of things he had left on the floor. Whatever tidiness the male had before was now gone. Dishes were uncleaned, the floors were unswept, and the amount of cockroaches had seemed to increase significantly.

Some days he cried, others he tore and ripped apart the small house he lived in. The sorrow he felt, the anguish. He thought he had done everything right but that wasn't the case. His one “true” love had left him. Was he of any significance to her? Did she even love him or was he someone that was there for show? Terrible questions about his past relationship clouded his mind. What if's and why not’s were stuck in every crease and crevice of his brain. Honestly, the thought of self harm increased significantly in Baki's mind. He had always thought he wasn't enough. That he was only born for the purpose of fighting and strength and the idea became more clear and seemed to be true.

ding!

Baki's attention was broken from his superfluous thoughts and picked up his phone, showing more than 320 messages. His eyes widened with shock but he didn't bother answering the messages, instead he put his phone back down and went back to his internal duty of putting himself down.

It hadn't been long before loud hitting and knocks were heard on the small door of Baki’s home. His head snapped to the door in confusion, who could be here at this time? He was reluctant to open the door, it was literally 2:18 am. He decided to ignore the loud knocks on his door and instead try and maybe get some rest. That is until his door was kicked open.

“THE HELL? BAKI, WHERE ARE YOU? I swear I'll beat your ass into oblivion once I find you.”

That voice belonged to Chiharu. What is he doing here? If Chiharu Shiba is here, that means..

“Don't yell. He could be asleep for all we know.”

And there goes Hanayama. Seriously, why are they here? Baki picked up his phone and checked the name of all the 320 messages he had gotten before.

“Awh shit.”

It was the group chat. They were spamming him.

As much as Baki wanted to literally facepalm himself for not responding earlier, he would make too much noise.

He tried to go to his underground bunker training room but the keyword was tried. He was creeping and crawling around his house until he bumped into something.

The figure turned around to reveal bushy eyebrows, a smile that could shine up the world, and a Katsumi Orochi.

Baki swore he felt his heart sink after seeing him and shortly after came Katsumi’s loud and obnoxious yelling, as if it weren't now 2:27 am.

“HEY GUYS, I FOUND THE STUPID IDIOTIC BASTARD THAT KEEPS IGNORI-”

SLAM!

“Whoops!”

Baki had elbowed Katsumi in his stomach. He tried to make a run for it before two muscular hands grabbed the hem of his shirt.

“Baki, we're not going to kill you. Can you just tell us what's wrong?”

“Well I might kill him if he doesn't speak up.”

Sukune and Katou.

No point in trying to lie, I might as well try and bait them.

“Haha, what are you guys doing here? I'm fine, I promise. You guys are just over reacting!”

It seemed like the whole room started deadpanning because no one bought anything he was saying.

SLAM!

“AWH FUC-”

Baki swore his internal organs were about to come out of his mouth. He was watering at the mouth with all of his drool spilling out, almost on command. He looked up to see the perpetrator and there he was, Katsumi Orochi standing in front of him with a shit-eating grin.

“For every time you lie to us, you'll earn a kick to the stomach. Ya might wanna start speaking.”

What kind of fucked up display of love was this?

“Okay okay, just don't do that again.”

Sukune and Katou dropped Baki on the floor to allow him to catch his breath. He looked up to see who was here and there he saw all of his friends.

Hanayama was lighting a cigar while being in the far back room,

His half brother, Jack was near Hanayama, instead leaning on one of Baki's walls giving one of the most excruciating death glares,

The stupid bastard Katsumi was right in front of him, smirking,

Sukune had stepped outside to guard the place from any intruders or guests,

Katou was leaning somewhere near Retsu in the kitchen, while looking down at Baki,

Shiba was helping Hanayama with lighting his cigar,

And Retsu was cleaning Baki's house, already done with the dishes and starting on making some tea.

Baki was beyond confused. He was baffled. He's tired from the break up, mentally, and physically but here they are.

Okay, Baki could tell them. Hopefully they won't make too much of a deal from it.

“I broke up with Kozue.”

To say the men who were hovering over the boy, who was now criss-cross on the ground, were shocked was an understatement.

“WHAT?”

All the men except Baki, Sukune, and Hanayama had yelled so loudly, the whole neighborhood probably heard.

Each man had a dumbfounded expression on their face as they looked at each other for verification of the words they heard were heard by everyone.

Shit. Maybe I said it too straight forward? Well, it's not like they can do anything, might as well tell them more.

“It was this evening, uh around 8 pm. She had asked me to go to her driveway and she said it was urgent and she had to tell-”

“Wait so, you're telling me that SHE'S the one who broke up with you?” Shiba rudely intervened in between Baki's words.

“If you would let me finish then maybe you could find out. As I was saying before, we broke up because she thought I wasn't listening to her concerns and that I was selfish and stuff.”

The men patiently listened to Baki while he ranted about the break up that happened not too long ago.

“And yeah. I think that was all.”

“Damn. Guy, are you okay?”

“Katou, try and put some more sympathy into your words! He's obviously hurting.”

“Why are you coming at me? The hell I do?”

“Because you're obviously being disrespectful!”

“Shut up Katsumi, no one told your ass to butt in!”

The three men started bickering about Katou’s lack of sympathy while the others watched.

'Ugh, I can't even have a sad moment to myself because of these idiots.'

All of the bickering stopped immediately once Jack got up and slowly walked over to Baki, as if it was orchested. Jack was now in front of Baki when he suddenly leaned down and stuck his hands out to embrace Baki in a hug. This was Baki's breaking point as he bursted out in tears. The whole room was silent as Baki's weeps and tears were the only thing filling the room. Everyone felt pity. They were pitying the 18 year old boy because they knew that love was a big thing for him. They knew that he never experienced true love from someone until he met Kozue, who was now gone. They pitied him because they couldn't comfort him. They didn't know how to. They were fighters, they were made to hurt people, not to comfort or build them up.

After Baki's childish tantrum was finished, the men tried to console Baki but After they failed terribly, they dismissed themselves with a few words,

“We'll be back.”

More than a week went by and Baki wasn't at school. He was just starting his third year at Kita but he wasn't even there for the entrance ceremony. He didn't want to go in all truth, he was still recovering from his heartbreak and the fact that his ex went to the same school was already too much to bear. His friends pleaded and asked for him to try and go back but he didn't want to.

And now we're here.

“PUT ME DOWN DICKHEAD!”

There Baki was, kicking and squirming in the hold of Katsumi. All of Baki's friends were behind Katsumi, who was holding Baki with only one arm with his other arm holding his bag and packed lunch. Obviously, Baki could get out of Katsumi's hold if he wanted to but he wanted a reason to go to school and the reason he had just gotten was:

My friends forced me.

As they kept walking through the roads of Japan to get to Baki's school, they got stares from each and every person. This wasn't something you see all the time. You don't see a man who is pushing 7”0 ft walking behind a man, who is large and has scars covering his face, who is walking behind a guy with a biker gang outfit on, who is walking behind another large man who looks like he ate a whole entire house for breakfast behind a man who is clearly a foreigner from China behind a man who has a slicked back hairstyle BEHIND one last man who is the son of the father of karate who is carrying the son of OGRE.

a/n damn that was a tongue twister.

Baki was wearing his second year school uniform because the dumbass didn't get the one for his third year yet.

“LET ME GO DAMN IT!”

“Haha! Sorry for the noise everybody! This punk wanted to skip school again and I won't let that happen of course!”

Everyone had the police on speed dial already. What weird fucker puts his..brother over his shoulder and then proceeds to apologize for the noise. Was this a kidnapping? Everyone had so many questions about the eight men who were casually walking down the sidewalk. Horrid thoughts went into their minds about what the men would do with this poor boy.

“Have a fun time at school, Baki!”

Katsumi yelled after Baki, who was now putting his head down in shame because of the stupid episode he just went through. He looked like a child getting sent on his first day of school and he hated it. He was definitely getting teased after this.

“Fuck you too!”

Katsumi smiled at Baki's childish comment as he was waving vigorously. All the other men started leaving as soon as they saw Baki enter the school grounds.

Once Baki finally got inside the school, it was like the school knew he was coming. Probably his stupid friends. As much as he wished that he could beat them up, he appreciated the way they cared about him so much. He felt loved and cared for but he still wanted to kick their asses.

He was toured by some guy who he became pretty good friends with. They had a pretty nice conversation with each other and they enjoyed each other's company until he saw her.

Kozue.

He saw Kozue and her friend talking about something and they were both smiling. Kozue turned her head and made eye contact with Baki, both immediately turning their heads to pretend they didn't see anything.

“Hey Kozue? You okay?”

Kozue started running away from her friend and ex-boyfriend. She was hurt, very badly.

And here came the bad thoughts again. Baki was about to succumb to his internal thoughts again until his friend told him that he should get to class.

“Yeah, I probably should. But before I go, can I ask for your name?”

“Awh dude. My name Yukkion Shia but my friends call me Yukon. What about you?”

“Name's Baki Hanma.”

“Cool, nice to meet you Baki.”

The boys handshaked before they went to their respective classes.

“1C…1C…1C!”

Baki had finally found his classroom after minutes of searching and entered with a deadpan face. He quickly got to his seat near the back of the classroom and the teacher hadn't been there yet so the students talked amongst themselves.

“Alright, alright. Settle down class.”

The teacher finally entered and started class.

A few minutes had gone by and Baki had fallen asleep. His snores were soft and he was lost in Dreamland. That's what he gets for crying instead of sleeping. He was deep in slumber until the classroom door was slammed open.

“I'M SORRY I'M LATE SIR!”

Baki was quickly woken up by the voice of a siren. It was beautiful, smooth and gentle even though she was yelling.

It was like he was being put under a spell, even though he was awake he felt as if he could go right back to sleep.

He gently lifted up his head to see a beautiful girl. Her hair bounced and swayed at every single movement and it was just as stunning as the warm sky in autumn. Her eyes shined as the hot beating sun fell on her from the window. Her lips looked as soft as poppies and her noise fit her face just right, like Cinderella's shoe. Her cheeks were a bit flushed due to the embarrassment of her being late. The skirt she wore wasn't too long and wasn't too short and her cardigan helped cover most of her legs. She had the face of a goddess, the complexion of Aphrodite, and her voice was as smooth as butter. Baki felt inferior to even be in her presence let alone in the same class as her! He felt like he was dying, like he looked into Medusa’s eyes and turned into stone just at the sight of her beauty.

“And you're supposed to be our school president. You're not helping our reputation, young lady. I hope you are aware?”

“Yes yes, I know sir. Something came up and I wasn't able to make it on time, please forgive me!”

She bowed in front of the teacher asking desperately for forgiveness.

“Lift your head. Just be more careful next time, [name].”

“Yes sir!”

She quickly scrambled to her desk in the front of the room and sat down, mentally cursing at herself.

“As I was saying before, we will be working in partners on this project and if you are not aware, we have a new student.”

Every head turned to Baki while he was still love struck and staring at the beautiful girl. [Name]... What a pretty name for a pretty girl. Wait! No, no, no.. He had just broken up with Kozue and here he was, at 8:48 am falling in love with a girl he doesn't even know! He felt guilty, he was crying over a girl last night and now he's falling in love again. He desperately wanted to throw away these feelings for the unknown girl, he didn't even know her well! She felt like a drug, like medicine to his wounds but he didn't want to betray Kozue.

“...I will introduce the partners now.

“__ your with ___,”

There was all types of chattering as everyone scattered to get to their assigned partners.

“And last but not least, Baki Hanma, you're with [name].”

WHAT. Baki was now going through a mental crisis. The same girl he was drooling over is going to be his PARTNER? Shit, Shit, Shit. What can he do? WHAT WILL HE DO?

[Name] was already pulling a chair near Baki's desk and the closer she got, the more hair stood up on his neck.

She finally sat down on the chair that was now in front of his desk and said,

“So, what are we doing, Mr. Hanma?”

a/n this crappy prologue was not proof read! im too lazy and i pulled an all nighter writing this because why not! chapter 1 might come out today, it depends lol

word count : 3,386

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[tado25]

Do we all know that Gojo's ancestor is Sugawara-no Michizane? So I did some research and found that his ancestor was Nomi-no Sukune. He certainly didn't live in the Heian era but still. Does that mean anything?

[singular-yike]

I must know your thoughts on the Best Haniwa (Sukune)

It's Sukune time, nyo~!

Ever friendly, ever playful, ever creative, it's the Pure and Genius Haniwa: Sukune Katano.

Haniwa ┌|∵|┘

So what is a haniwa (埴輪)? Haniwa, which means "circle of clay" typically refers to a type of ritual and funerary terracotta clay figures and objects arranged in a circle above a funerary mound.

They date back all the way to the Kofun Period of Japan (c. 250–538), the final period in Japan's "pre-historic era", and is when we start seeing a centralized Yamato government in Japan.

Haniwa may depict a number of objects, from houses to horses to people of various roles. Sukune in particular seems to be based on and is rather fond of the two "Haniwa Terracotta Dancers", one of which JynX themself have seen when they were lent out for a special exhibition in Ueno!

JynX "I went to the Special Izumo Exhibition at Ueno!! Wow!"

Sukune as a Haniwa

Sukune is called a "bake-haniwa" (化け埴輪) in Japanese, which we have translated simply as "haniwa youkai".

The word "bake" (化け), when used in these contexts to refer to some supernatural creature, typically refers to the fact that they "can/have transformed/disguised themself as something else (typically human)". So it may be safe to assume that they are a youkai born out of a haniwa figure, and not a youkai that simply embodies the concept of haniwa/haniwa-making.

In addition, it's also unsure whether haniwa youkai is a general species in Mugenri, or if Sukune is more of a one-off case. Although Sukune does mention "all o' my friends" (BPoHC Preschool Haze St1), of course, this could just as easily refer to other types of youkai, or even non-youkai beings.

Sukune's Dilemma

As carefree as Sukune may seem on the surface, they're actually deeply troubled by their own art. As none of them a truly "complete", at least in Sukune's own view.

Sukune believes that only when a spirit inhabits their creations, can the spirit's essence shine from within and truly complete them. To make a spirit dwell within an object, it may either have an innate spirit from the moment of its creation, or have a spirit artificially imported into it after its creation.

Innate spirits may come from the blessings of nature, or from an artisan's own spirit. As an artisan works on their creation, their affection and emotional attachment to their work cause their own artisan's spirit to "rub off" on their work, imbuing it with its own spirit.

However, since Sukune's ability to "model things into shapes" allows them to create anything they think of instantaneously (yes even the haniwa mecha from BPoHC), they are unable to imbue their creations with a spirit this way.

As for imported spirits, Sukune lacks the know-how and skill to introduce a spirit into their works either. So their creations all remain "empty", hence Sukune's distraught over their work.

Sukune's First Complete Work

What Sukune doesn't know, is that spirits are influenced by what they dwell within. A crude vessel weakens its spirit; And conversely, a dignified vessel empowers it. Sukune's perfect works are then perfect vessels for the most powerful spirits of them all, "divine spirits".

This is why Yaorochi's ritual to transfer the Tasouken's essence into Sukune's replica went so well, it was a perfect match. So perfect, in fact, that the Tasouken was literally recreated, metal and everything, within the entirely clay replica that Sukune created. And, as we see in-game, its spirit has indeed shown through, even using a spell of its own.

The Inspiration Behind Sukune

You might be surprised to learn that haniwa figures aren't the only inspiration behind Sukune's character. They are also partially based on a legendary figure from Japanese history: Nomi no Sukune (野見宿禰).

Aside from sharing the same given name, Sukune (宿禰), Nomi is also credited with suggesting the use of haniwa and the inventor of sumo wrestling. While I myself am also unsure what Sukune has to do with sumo, this was referenced in their EMS theme: Haniwa Sumo ~ End of immolation.

(As a side note I used to be quite confused as to what "End of immolation" means here, but I recently realised that the result at the "end of immolation", is a haniwa! The peculiar word choice is probably chosen for its ritualistic associations as well.)

Other Neat Sukune Facts!!

While haniwa are indeed traditionally made from clay, Sukune does not restrict themself to this, and is willing to experiment with other media, like ice!

Yago Ametsukana was so impressed with Sukune's replication of the Tasouken that they offered to train them to become the next Ametsukana! (Although to be fair they are also looking to retire) However, Sukune instead denied the offer and aimed to achieve godhood on their own merits, promising to take Yago's place once that happens.

Sukune is the very first Len'en character to ever be shown off, in a tweet from JynX that showed Sukune cuddling a dancing haniwa! This was back in January 2013, 10 whole months before EE and EMS's full versions were released and you would've gotten a chance to see them in-game!

I think this does it for Sukune, nothing too complex or mind-blowing, but I think it's really important that we look at what the story of EMS really means to Sukune, and that's why I spent so much time on it.

The Tasouken revival ritual is so often understood on Yaorochi's terms, but it's equally as important an event to Sukune too, if not even more. It's the end to Yaorochi's story, but the very beginning to Sukune's. Let us continue looking forward to Sukune's growth in the future :)

[itsmarjudgelove]

Nomi no Sukune (野見 宿禰) was a legendary figure in Japanese history, regarded as the founder of sumo wrestling.

Allegedly, in 23 B.C., the Emperor instructed Nomi no Sukune to deal with Taima no Kehaya (当麻蹴速) after he boasted that he was the strongest man "under the heavens".

Nomi no Sukune engaged Taima no Kuyahaya in hand-to-hand combat and broke his ribs with one kick and his back with another, killing Taima no Kehaya.

It was not modern sumo, but he is regarded as the creator of sumo.

[asiandragonsports]

Art of Sumo Wrestling

Pranav Rajashekar

Sumo wrestling has been a dominant sport in Japan for many centuries. Like many forms of matial arts, this type of wrestling id widely becoming known as a form of art instead of a violent entertainment activity. I chose to talk about sumo wrestling because of how differently it is portrayed in East Asian countries in comparison to the wrestling we know, such as the WWE, through Western media today.

Sumo wrestling was thought to have been created in the Yayoi period, which was around 300 BCE to 300 CE (Cartwright). An interesting start of this sport was that there was a strong Shinto background that influenced its use during this time periods, as fighters were summoned to fight spirits; The first sumo wrestler was named Nomi no Sukune, and he was believed to be the descendent of the Sun goddess (Cartwright). The sport was continued into the Nara period in Japan. This was important because the fights evolved into samurai fighting each other, where the fighting became almost ritualistic along with money being implemented as prizes to keep its prevalence in the country.

Even the modern version of sumo wrestling has ties to the Shinto religion even if it is not as practiced as it once was. For instance, before the matches begin, the fighters stomp on the ground (known as shiki); this is a direct reference to the goddess Amaterasu stomping the ground before fighting her brother god Susanoo (Cartwright, Green Shinto). In addition to this, salt is usually thrown around the ring as a way of purifying the area before fighting. The ring, or the dohyo, itself is a sacred place, and it is shaped as a circle within a larger square (Green Shinto).

There are numerous rules that the wrestlers must follow in order to perform and fight well. Normal punching with closed fists and kicking is not allowed but slapping and tripping are commonly observed during fights (USA Sumo). In addition, takedowns also come with rules, where pulling hair and grabbing the rear or groin areas are prohibited in a match (USA Sumo). Moreover, the only area that can really be grabbed in order to take an opponent down is limited to the belt around the waist (USA Sumo). When the arms of one wrestler is wrapped around another, neither is allowed to clasp their hands during a takedown. Slapping or thrusting the neck region is also allowed, but choking is not (USA Sumo). To win, the wrestler must submit the other wrestler by touching the ground or being thrown out of the dohyo (Green Shinto).

Many competitors were able to make a name for themselves at tournaments and in the industry. Hakuho Sho is regarded as the greatest sumo wrestler of all time. According to his statistics and awards, he accumulated 1,187 wins at the end of this 20-year career, which is the most out of any wrestler (Brennan). In addition to this, he was awarded the title yokozuna, which is the highest rank in the industry (Brennan). He achieved this rank only seven years into his career (RookieRoad). Another all-time great was named Konishiki Yasokichi, and he achieved the ranking ozeki, which is the second-highest rank a wrestler can get (RookieRoad). Of course, sumo wrestlers are known for gaining a lot of weight to become harder to combat in fights; however, Yasokichi weighed around 633 pounds at his peak, making him the heaviest sumo wrestler to ever compete (RookieRoad).

Sumo wrestling is respected sport in Japan and across Asia. Its representation derives not only from an entertainment perspective, but as a serious sport that takes dedication and time to master. In addition, there is a lot of history and religious influences that has shaped this sport as we know it today.

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