#retsu kaioh x reader

[iskratempestmadness]

How would the Baki men react and do with a short chubby reader?

Baki:

• Oh, the boy is down. He basically has no type, but he is not indifferent to such girls.

• Super helpful. Can't you reach for something? He will help. Even though he is also not tall. He'll bring a chair.

• He adores your body. Seriously. You're his cute little bun. Just let him squeeze you and he'll be happy.

Hanayama:

• treats this very calmly. Well, like he loves you anyway. It doesn't affect your inner world, and he loves you for it. So everything is ok.

• personally, it is difficult for him to find a woman taller than him, so for him you will be small for him anyway. And he doesn't mind it at all.

• Your physique? For him, it also does not matter. But if you suddenly get tired while walking, then he will carry you. If you can't lift anything, he'll do it for you. If you tell him that you are unhappy with your body, then he will not put pressure on you, but if you really want to get in shape, then he will support you.

Katsumi:

• He LOVES you. And your short stature and physique are only a plus.

• He loves to squeeze you. He can do this for days. The cute boy just can't keep his hands to himself. He'll probably admire your body. He would compare it to the Greek statues of goddesses he had seen a couple of times in the museum.

• height? Your height is charming to him, honey. There may also be small jokes about him, but he is really satisfied with him. You're his little Greek goddess.

Jack:

• he loves you any way, ok. Very calm.

• He quite likes your height. You know his height, any woman is small for him. But he really can't help but smile when you look up at him.

• Your physique? Well, he wouldn't force you, but if you want, he'll train you. He would have liked that. He also can't contain his emotion when he sees you training.

Retsu:

• is also very calm about it.

• But in reality, he likes your small stature. He tries not to focus on it, so as not to offend you. He always tries to help if the thing you need is high up.

• Body type? He also tries not to focus on him, but he will also try to lead you to the idea that you need to do sports. And he will be happy to keep you company!

Shibukawa:

• He is neutral.

• height? You know he's not tall, so you look very harmonious. However, the two of you will often need a chair to get something.

• Body type? He loves you for your inner peace. So this is clearly in second place. But no matter how you resist, he will pinch your sides with a certain frequency. But it can be stopped by asking, it's just that he understands that it may be unpleasant for you.

Yujiro:

• Don't worry, he will accept you for who you are.

• But that doesn't mean he won't tease you about your height. It's funny for him to watch you try to get something and he can't help but say so. But he'll help you anyway.

• Body type? Everything is OK. Another one who likes to cuddle you while you're alone. He won't tease you about it.

[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

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i was bored, so take these.

[ozzgin]

HIII I LUV UR ACC <33 🫶 can i request a reader that is as cute as a bunny but she is a bit bratty with any baki character ^^ have a good day!!

Thank you and sure! Apologies for the delay. The idea reminds me a lot of Hatsune Miku’s “World is Mine”, so I went for a similar protagonist.

Baki Characters x Cute Bratty! Reader

Featuring Baki and Jack Hanma, Kaiou Retsu, Hanayama Kaoru and Katsumi Orochi. And a reader that has a cheeky attitude behind all that cuteness.

[Baki Masterlist]

Baki Hanma

Baki is a mischievous one himself, so he finds your attitude cute and loves to entertain it. If you’re being bratty, he will either spoil you or mimic your behavior with a pout. What, you didn’t think two can play this game?

If he does spoil you it will be accompanied with the proper theatrics. “But of course! Who dared to upset my Princess? Point to the disturbance and I shall take care of it at once!” He is not embarrassed to be seen servicing you, and who would even attempt to question it? One knows better than to mess with the younger Hanma.

Sometimes Baki might be in a sour mood, or simply focused on his training. In such cases he will greet your demands with a sad smile and swear he’ll make it up to you as soon as his anger tones down. If you promise to behave, you can even help him train. He could use an extra weight.

Kaoru Hanayama

Hanayama isn’t quite sure how to deal with you. You’re so cute and frail, and yet every now and then you surprise him with a sassy attitude. Alas, he loves spoiling you so he will eventually give in to your demands, however outrageous they might be. He is the head of the yakuza, after all. You don’t need to hold back.

Sometimes he might take your statements literally, for the better or worse. You stomping your feet and angrily wishing whatever caused your distress would just disappear? You’ll have to quickly clear it up and explain it was just a tantrum. He doesn’t…actually need to eradicate it. Please.

If Hanayama is in a bad mood or occupied with work (leading a gang often proves to be a busy matter), he will have his lackeys readily available to you. Naturally they are to display the utmost compliance when servicing the future Ane-san of the Family.

Kaiou Retsu

Retsu finds you downright adorable and would do anything for your sake. It’s in his nature to be caring and kind towards those he loves and cherishes. Truly, it seems almost impossible to ever refuse your whims, his heart tugging whenever a frown might darken your features.

…Or is it? His willingness knows no boundaries, except for when your safety or comfort might be at risk. If your tantrums involve something he deems improper, not only will he disregard your attempts, but also lecture you vehemently. You almost feel like you’re once more in school, scolded by the strict teacher for being naughty.

Overall Retsu is rather rigid and awkward when it comes to your mischief. He is a man of discipline, but that has always only involved him. The etiquette he follows and expects from other warriors doesn’t extend to his beloved partner.

Katsumi Orochi

Similar to Retsu, Katsumi is also surrounded by stern expectations. He won’t hesitate to flatten down any of his Dojo attendees for the smallest sign of disobedience or misdemeanor. When it comes to you, however…

Everyone can tell he has a soft spot for you. From the facial expressions to the tone of his voice, his conduit switches in a matter of seconds. His ardent, adoring smile never falters when interacting with you. Your bratty attitude just makes his heart melt. The fact that you trust yourself to be cheeky around him reinforces his role as your partner, in his mind.

Sometimes even you feel like his spoiling might go overboard, but that’s what you like about him. He’s at your feet, ready to meet whatever desires you bring up. “Anything for my Princess” is his catchphrase around you.

Jack Hanma

You’d think Jack wouldn’t be the type tolerate certain behaviors. Plenty of people have gasped in anticipation upon witnessing your bratty attitude towards the tall man. Is he going to be angry? Will he yell at you? Alas, they just don’t know Jack well enough. His patience is unbreakable for things that matter to him.

He just quietly goes along with your orders. If you suddenly stop in the middle of the street and demand he holds your hand in this instant, he will comply with a faint smile. He enjoys entertaining you, he just won’t express it as openly as others. He’s your very own stoic Prince.

If you’re being particularly bratty and he’s not in the mood to react to it accordingly, he will just pick you up - regardless of where you are - and carry you home for a snuggle until you calm down or rectify your behavior. If you think about it, it’s not much of a punishment. And you can’t say no to being buried within his massive frame for warmth.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Texts from your Baki Boyfriend

Baki cast x afab reader (based off this tweet)

Kiyosumi Katou:

Katsumi Orochi:

Kaioh Retsu:

Baki Hanma:

Jack Hanma:

Hanayama Kaoru:

[baki-tiene-un-simp]

Hiii, could you please make some hc for guevara, mumon, musashi and retsu with an s/o that is basically an abnormality, for example she has like 4 arms because she was suposed to have a twin but she like ate her in the process and is like albino bit still has some color in her hair like blond and ginger and is like deaf due to the amount of abnormalities that she has and has like spots on her body due to vitiligo and things like that, like a really really weird s/o that is like extremely unic.

I would like to see musashi's reaction like thinking she is like a ghoul or an goddess or even an angel or something.

Sorry if it's too long or it doesn't appeal to you.

Have an amazing day and hope everything is ok with you 💕💕💕

Situation: S/O with some bodily peculiarity / S/O con alguna particularidad corporal.

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

Jun Guevara.

He cannot believe what he sees, they must be a deity that came down from the heavens to delight humanity with their presences, so majestic and merciful.

No one should doubt his love for his S/O, there is simply no more way for Jun to show how much he loves his S/O in case anyone has any doubts, no matter how they look.

As if this man could find anything wrong with his partner, really, he is an idiot in love with the sea and his S/O. There's nothing else on that head other than his S/O. I'll even leave it at this point, it's just obvious.

Mumon Katsuragi.

Mumon can be curious, but he is extremely laid back, he won't dig too deep if the S/O's are reluctant to talk about their aspects.

He may be a little silly, but he is not an idiot and he knows how to read people, so he will be in charge of making his S/O feel at ease when they are with him.

Sporadic and sincere praise, smiles and good wishes. He is sweet.

If they ever seek to be heard, Mumon will be there, he will listen to their insecurities and make them feel loved. He can understand if they feel too left out in some places and will comfort them for that.

He can make his S/O happy, no matter what they look like, he loves them.

Musashi Miyamoto.

To be honest, I think he would see the S/O as some kind of supernatural deity or spirit.

His mind is greatly influenced by traditional beliefs where he respected and feared supernatural creatures because they brought fortune or destruction.

I think he would kneel in front of the S/O after watching them uncomfortably for a while, asking for wisdom and strength to continue getting stronger.

A little reluctant to stop believing that they are deities, even if someone else or the S/O themselves explains that this is not the case. He'll stop mentioning it out loud, but I'm sure he still believes it.

Their relationship is a little strange at first for this very reason; Many people ask for kisses/blessings from their partners for good luck as motivation, while Musashi will firmly believe that his S/O does grant him luck.

He is the most faithful and devoted admirer of his S/O, he is also the most dangerous, he does not accept insults towards his S/O. They are warned.

Retsu Kaioh.

MY man is really understanding, he wouldn't be able to single out anyone for any particularity, because that's not honorable.

For this man, the sentimental and spiritual connection is painfully important, it is at a level far above the physical appearance.

The S/O will not need to worry about awkward questions when talking to Retsu, he would never point out the S/O's particularities unless they themselves are willing to talk about it. He understands that some people don't like to talk about these issues, so he won't touch it.

If they dare to talk about their aspects, they can trust that Retsu will listen, perhaps the question of “Does this affect your health?”, will leave Retsu's lips listening to them. That's all he cares about.

I'm not trying to say he's the best option yes that's exactly what I mean, I just want to clarify.

Versión en español

Jun Guevara.

Él no puede creer lo que ve, debes ser una deidad que bajo de los cielos para deleitar a la humanidad con su presencia, tan majestuosa y misericordiosa.

Nadie debería dudar sobre su amor por su S/O, simplemente ya no hay más forma en que Jun pueda demuestre cuanto ama a su S/O por si a alguien le queda dudas, se vea como se vea.

Como si este hombre pudiera encontrar algo malo en su pareja, de verdad, es un idiota enamorado del mar y de su S/O. No hay nada más en esa cabeza aparte de su S/O. Incluso lo dejaré hasta aquí, simplemente es evidente.

Mumon Katsuragi.

Mumon puede ser curioso, pero es extremadamente relajado, no indagará demasiado si el S/O se muestra reacio a hablar sobre su aspecto.

Puede ser un poco tonto, pero no es idiota y sabe como leer a las personas, por lo que se encargara de hacer sentir a gusto a su S/O cuando estén con él.

Elogios esporádicos y sinceros, sonrisas y buenos deseos. Es dulce.

Si alguna vez buscan ser escuchados, Mumon estará ahí, escuchará sus inseguridades y los hará sentir queridos. Puede entender si se sienten demasiado excluidos en algunos lugares y los consolará por eso.

Él puede hacer feliz a su S/O, sin importar como se vean, él les ama.

Musashi Miyamoto.

Para ser honesta, creo que él vería al S/O como una especie de deidad o espíritu sobrenatural.

Su mente está sumamente influenciada por las creencias tradicionales en donde se respetaba y temía a las criaturas sobrenaturales porque daban fortuna o destrucción.

Pienso que se arrodillaría frente al S/O después de obsérvales incómodamente por un rato, pidiéndole sabiduría y fortaleza para seguir haciéndose fuerte.

Un poco reacio a dejar de creer que son deidades, aunque alguien más o el propio S/O le explique que no es el caso. Dejará de mencionarlo en voz alta, pero seguro que lo sigue creyendo.

Su relación es un poco extraña al principio por esto mismo; muchas personas piden besos/bendiciones de sus parejas para la buena suerte como motivación, mientras que Musashi creerá firmemente que su S/O sí le otorga suerte.

Es el más fiel y devoto admirador de su S/O, también es el más peligroso, no acepta insultos hacia su S/O. Advertidos están.

Retsu Kaioh.

MI hombre es realmente comprensivo, él no sería capaz de señalar a nadie por ninguna particularidad, porque eso no es honorable.

Para este hombre es dolorosamente importante la conexión sentimental y espiritual, está a un nivel muy por encima del aspecto físico. Muy por encima.

El S/O no necesitará preocuparse por preguntas incómodas al hablar con Retsu, él jamás señalaría las particularidades del S/O a menos que este mismo este dispuesto a hablar de ello. Entiende que a algunas personas no le gusta hablar de estos temas, así que, no lo tocara.

Si se animan a hablar de su aspecto, pueden confiar en que Retsu escuchara, quizá la pregunta de “¿Esto afecta a tu salud?”, salga de los labios de Retsu después de escucharlos. Es todo lo que le preocupa.

No estoy tratando de decir que es la mejor opción sí, es exactamente lo que quiero decir, solo quiero aclararlo.

[chaichaiiskai]

i need smth cute with retsu. idgaf what you write i just wanna smooch him so badly you have no idea 😭😭 y'all dont understand that man has me in a chokehold

sigh. I don't know too much about retsu but like....

Could you imagine participating in a wash day for him??? Now, okay, I know some people find it weird that certain people have days especially dedicated to haircare but whatever, let's talk about it because I have a strange obsession with hair and—

Retsu was a bit apprehensive at first when you offered to help him with his hair, not that he didn't trust you, no, in fact, he trusted you with his entire life.and then some. It's just that he's never had such an experience before. He was just barely becoming accustomed to affection and getting used to your love language as well as finding what his was. You'd been dating for a couple months now but you were patient with him and he was patient with you. And when you brought up washing and doing his hair for him, you swore you saw the beefy man's brain buffering in real-time, even going as far to say that you'd saw smoke coming out of his ears, but luckily, he obliged.

And here you were, using the kitchen sink to wash his hair, taking on the role of hairstylist for the day, eager to test your hair washing skills. Retsu sat in a chair in front of the sink, head tilted back with a rolled up towel used to protect his neck from the metal bowl. Retsu had undone his braid and you laid out his hair in the sink, that you'd thoroughly cleaned beforehand and put in a special drainer for hair, while you turned the water on to let the temperature heat up.

While doing that, you opened a bottle of the shampoo he often used and squeezed a hefty amount in your palms before warming it up in your hands. And then you began to wash his hair, carefully massaging his scalp while hearing your boyfriend sigh in relaxation. You scrubbed and bunched and scrunched— all the fix-ins, and maybe about three minutes later you could hear Retsu snoring. Did you have the magic touch?

The thought was enough to make you snicker to yourself as continued to wash his hair, being extra careful with the silky locks. If there was one thing that Retsu cared about almost as equally as he cared about his fighting craft, it was his hair. You were somewhat aware of the importance to it in his culture, but you didn't know too much about the deeper meanings. Even so, you were glad that he'd trusted you enough and felt safe enough to nap while you tangled your fingers in his hair.

And by the time you finished shampooing, you moved onto conditioning his hair, deciding to let it sit for a bit before you'd rinse it. As you waited, you stepped back and watched your lover sleep, looking peaceful and unbothered. You took the time to study his face a little more than usual, taking note of his handsome face. He seemed to have a permanent scowl, but you couldn't help but to notice that while he slept, the lines in his face seemed to relax a little.

"Do you usually stare at your customers while washing their hair?"

His voice startled you out of your self-induced trance and you nearly stumbled back but quickly caught yourself, trying to play it off as he peeked an eye open, eyeing you with a bit of a cocky smirk.

"Oh shut it. You're my first and only customer. Consider yourself lucky."

You then huffed, deciding to wash the conditioner out of his hair before you both started bickering.

Once you'd washed his hair, you applied one of the hair masks he'd use to keep his hair shiny and sleek and then it was time for a movie, letting the mask sit for a bit. And when the thirty minute mark hit, you were rinsing out his hair yet again, pulling out the special drying towel he'd often use to dry his hair with minimal tears and such.

Now, with you on the couch, Retsu sat between your legs on the floor in front of the couch while you were brushing his hair like the crazy bitch in Rapunzel, thankfully you weren't singing. It was obvious that this was the best part for Retsu, you could practically hear him purring as you brushed through his hair, the bristles caressing his scalp with each stroke. And by the time you were done brushing through his locks, you could have sworn you heard him whine when you stopped and started to braid his hair, just how he liked to usually style it.

And once you were truly done, you tugged on your work, pulling his head back by his pigtail and he tilted his head back to look up at you with a grunt. You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead before patting one of his cheeks.

"I take payment through Cash App, Venmo, PayPal, or through kisses. Take your pick."

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I want to be Your Koi Fish - special chapters

Warning: +18 content, criminal underworld, intercourse, strong language - and so on

Fanfiction based on: "Baki" by Itagaki Keisuke

>Kokko Kitsune<

She didn't like public transport, but never had time to get a driver's license. Maybe later... Now the most important thing was to come back for a few days, rest, recharge the batteries. Most of all, tell him. Maybe it'll get him to his feet once and for all. She figured her father wouldn't be very pleased, but wasn't going to worry about it. Mother will probably start to squeal with joy, hoping that Yui would leave behind dreams of the military. She had no intention of that. Neither of them knew she was coming back, she had been home a few weeks ago! Asked for another pass because of an important matter. Command knew. She couldn't hide it from them, but announced that she would stay as long as possible so as not to waste time, and then...then probably a short break, a few months, she would come back to herself and be able to continue. General Strydum himself from the American army, who visited their barracks from time to time, vouched for her. They met by accident when she was practicing to take the entrance exams. She would have passed 90% anyway, but wanted to be sure. Always. He said that he admired her stubbornness, and there are few women in the military, especially strong and stubborn. She didn't want to take advantage of this acquaintance too much, she had her honor and pride, and Gerry turned out to be a really nice guy. He himself, of his own free will, beyond her knowledge, handed the command a written guarantee, and even expressed confidence that she would get higher than he, and certainly sooner. He was probably right, she loved what she was doing...but it was getting harder and harder. If it were all about her, she would have been able to do it without a problem. For that, she was raised to do, always. Because basically...they were born that way. Strong, independent, even bulletproof. She saw it on a warm April day, or rather night.

The parents held a "typical age difference" between them. Ayame was the oldest. Three years after her, Shizuka was born. Two years later, she, Yui. Then the mother announced that three is enough, don't want more, they won't be able to do it...and yet after seven more years she told her husband with horror, that she was pregnant. Yui heard it as she was just passing the kitchen, walking towards the bathroom. The woman whom she had always admired for her strength of spirit, stubbornness, and at the same time incredibly feminine charm, broke down at the sight of two red lines on a small piece of plastic. She wondered how something as wonderful as the life forming under mother's heart could be so destructive. She had a hard time living through the pregnancy, Goro was very supportive of her, as always with the rest...but this time especially, because everything indicated that a son would be born. The long-awaited boy in the Soga family. She was happy, always wanted a brother. She only got along with her older sisters as much as she needed to. They preferred dresses and nail painting, while Yui was much more likely to hunt butterflies, collect ants, and punch swords with sticks. Only later did she let her mother convince her to girly costumes and some activities, probably only to avoid digging a bigger hole under mother than she had made herself. She was struck by the information that the alleged brother would be a sister after all. As if that were not enough, very weak. Doctors made no secret that the condition of the child and mother, and above all her age, didn't look very good. The older the woman's body, the more likely it was to suffer from diseases or other problems of the fetus, or even miscarriage. The progressive depression didn't improve the likelihood, but the mother seemed to enjoy it. Back then, little Yui didn't understand where this sudden euphoria came from, years later began to recognize it as the beginning of the end of mental well-being. The fourth sister decided to be born sooner, already at 37 weeks. Yui went with her father and mother, there was no way out. When the doctors looked at the ultrasound image, they only grabbed their heads and transport her as quickly as possible to the delivery room, as close as possible to the operating suite. Nurses took her to the children's corner to play for a while or rest, instead of tangling under their feet. Eventually she fell asleep on fluffy pillows. Father woke her up, leading towards the room where a tiny worm wrapped in a cotton blanket was kept. The girl was so pretty and so much like Yui, that she forgot about missing her brother right away. A little bluish and caked with something strange, but pale green eyes, glistening like two stones, made her little baby heart melt with happiness. Despite what the doctors said, as well as the accelerated delivery, she was born strong, very vital. Nevertheless, the nurses made sure that the baby didn't need to be supported, warmed or fed. It was then that Yui first saw the true strength of her family that her grandfather always told about. A child doomed by all, powerful enough to stand up to the world.

She tried to call him again. He still wasn't picking up, she wondered what might have happened. Maybe went to therapy as he promised her? Yes, that's for sure it. So she decided not to disturb, at best would surprise him. Fortunately, the train journey didn't take long. She always envied the Americans, taking into account what they showed in the movies - their transports weren't as crowded as those in Japan. You could breathe calmly without worrying that the saliva of the person sleeping next to you will be inhaled. However, Japanese carriages were more often overcrowded, and if you were unlucky or boarded at other stations, you usually ended up stuffing your nose and sticking it to the glass of the door or the nearest window. Finally, she put her feet firmly on the platform in Tokyo, pushed by the crowd, into the daylight, obscured by tall buildings. She sighed heavily. This wasn't a place for her. She definitely preferred open spaces, forests, meadows, water... she was choking among the skyscrapers. Promised herself that as soon as got what she wanted, she would move to Okinawa, to grandfather. It was perfect there. Simple, practical, close to nature. She set off briskly along the familiar route, dragging a small suitcase behind her. A crowd of people was rushing somewhere, passing her in different directions, and Yui was walking straight to him. She paused at a small newspaper stand, her eyes fixed on the photo on the front page of one of the tabloids. Tall, burned out building. A real fire site. She grabbed a roll of paper, paid for it, and sat down on a bench nearby. It chilled her. She knew the place from photography. This was where she was headed. Apparently had no need for it anymore. The article clearly said that a fire had broken out a few days earlier, right in the block where he lived. Her ears rang as she read "fatalities, including a 19-year-old boy". She knew the area, he was the only one so young. Tossed the newspaper in a nearby dumpster, then quickly pulled out her phone, sipping tears. She dialed the number stored in contact list.

- Dad...would you come to pick me up at the station? - she asked, trying to stay calm. - I ran into a few days. Surprise!

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Retsu was very curious to see who he would meet in Master Shigeru's dojo. Watching his and the youngest granddaughter's fight, he was very impressed with how he managed to teach his descendant classical techniques. Guessed that it must have been knowledge passed down from generations, and he couldn't refuse the girl's innate skills. He was very surprised first time, to see her fight without fear, how surprisingly she perfectly combined muay thai with a pinch of typical street fight, so as not to give the opponent any illusions to win. He was chilled when she mentioned that the man she had put on his shoulder at the time was to become Kaioh. He couldn't believe it. After all, a drunk guy stood in front of them, whose life had definitely hit him at one point and then dragged him on a thick rope. Besides, it wasn't easy to escape from the temple...but maybe he did? It looked as if Miss Hanabi knew at least a part of Chinese Kenpo. So what was waiting for them in Okinawa? As it turned out, charming grounds. He wasn't a great connoisseur or nature lover, but the neighborhood made him sigh in awe. Lady Hanayama led them towards a lush forest bordering a vast beach and salt water. Wonderful singing of birds was heard everywhere, as if the island was a separate, utopian world. Eventually they passed through the Tori gate. The woman explained that her family had built a temple years ago, hence the construction in front of the entrance. At the wide open dojo stood...a boy? No, a woman. Pretty, in a man's outfit, with her hair tied tightly above the nape of her neck. At first glance, she might actually seem like a frail man. She looked at them calmly with piercing blue eyes in which he saw a monstrously strong beast. A demon, dark as an inky sky. He couldn't help feeling this. She turned out to be the older sister of Hanabi, and also...the master of the dojo in which they found themselves.

Tokugawa crowed with surprise. In fact, he was a treasure trove of martial arts knowledge, and he missed such an amazing person! It turned out even four. In addition to Mrs. Hanayama and Mistress Soga, two more appeared, not inferior to their younger sisters. Red-haired Shizuka seemed the most friendly, even pacifist, but again it was the eyes that revealed that it's better not to mess with a slim hipster with long nails. The oldest Ayame bristled as soon as she saw Shinogi Kureha, the redheaded doctor Tokugawa had even forced to come. Her green eyes, definitely darker than the youngest's, were blazing with vivid fire and anger as she looked at him. All built inconspicuously, quite typical for their gender, but when he looked a little closer, he noticed subtle strong muscles protruding from under the healthy fat tissue. Additionally, they emanated very strong auras, powerfully feminine, attractive and very self-confident.

He was amazed at the training conducted by Mistress Soga. The greatest people in the world could envy her passion for accuracy. There was no room for imperfection in her. If her students wanted to learn something, they had to prove it and... learn quickly. At the same time, despite the very rigid discipline, the woman didn't express the slightest aggression. Always calm and composed, even when she corrected someone once again. There were also her sons, Yuki* and Tsuyoshi**, five-year-old twins who rivaled teenagers and some adults in physical fitness. It was evident, that mother devotes a lot of time to their education, and they train with love and dedication to support her in the future. Incredibly beautiful picture, especially because the boys were her almost impossibly alike. Only eyes, as usual in this family...EYES. Blue-eyed mother, children with pupils like a handful of nuts. He guessed that after his father, he just hadn't seen him anywhere. He did, however, observe great dissatisfaction on the part of Master Shigeru. He grumbled and grumbled even though Yui tried her best and was doing it perfectly! To him, it still wasn't it... it still wasn't Hanabi. He had heard all those mysterious gimmicks that "Little Fox would know more", "Little Fox would know better", "Little Fox would fit better". What about Little Fox? She reacted allergically, reminding every step that she didn't intend to become a teacher. So why did Grandpa persist in discontent so stubbornly instead of appreciating the extraordinary gift he had under his wing?

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She sighed heavily. Grandpa was taking advantage of Hanabi's presence and was still nagging at every step. She had to cut herself off from this, if only for a moment. Sat down among the trees in the garden, in the same place where had been sitting since childhood. It had a special energy for her, as if it had been created for her, a special node for her energy was placed there, acting like a large battery. She clasped legs in front of her, placed right hand in left, upside down, clasped thumbs, and rested limbs on thighs. Straightened her back, tilting chest towards the starry, clear sky. Took a deep breath slowly, controlling exhalation. The earth gave her a wonderful support. As trees exchanged carbon dioxide for oxygen for her lungs, so solid ground allowed her to get rid of bad energy and fill the good. She was meditating for a few minutes when heard the panel creak on the terrace. The steps were very flexible and subdued, and she could feel the scent of sandalwood rising from warm body.

- We've been bumping into each other a lot lately, Retsu Kaioh. - she murmured calmly, turning to face him.

- Sorry...interrupted... - he replied, hiding his face. - You... interesting place to meditate.

- Nothing happened, I don't mind your presence. - she replied, looking around herself. - In such an environment, it is easier to collect my thoughts.

She could see he was doing it quite hesitantly, but finally walked over to her and sat down across from her. "Focusing on myself" had to wait.

- I really admire your methods and skills, Soga-sensei. It is difficult to find mastery and perfectionism of this caliber in the world of martial arts. I'm proud to meet you and learn. - he replied, humbly bowing to her. - I have great respect for women, but in my boldest expectations I could not believe that there are such amazing people among them, brilliantly prepared, even born to be masters.

- Children in our family are born with a sword in hand. From an early age, they teach us martial arts, which is what we are mainly developed for, even girls. We are to be strong, independent. I always applied myself as if...more. I felt at home in the training room. - she explained calmly. - Oh, sorry, you probably don't care, Kaioh. I talked, I felt a good listener...

- Oh, no, please, tell me. - the man encouraged her. - I am eager to find out how to get to the perfection that you have already achieved, Soga-sensei.

- It's not perfect yet. I still see mistakes, shortcomings...which are more of my nature. I hope my sons will be better than me.

- Sorry, it's none of my business...but I've been watching the boys since we came, and I wonder where their father is? - he asked uncertainly.

- He's been dead for a long time. - she replied. - I found out about his death when I wanted to tell him that I have his descendants under my heart.

She wasn't very perceptive, but his expression expressed such boundless pain, that it was hard to miss. She clearly shocked him, he didn't know what to do with himself. Cheer? To express condolences? Congratulations on great strength and self-denial, after all, she is a very young mother? Yui guessed that such thoughts might just run through his head. She sighed heavily.

- It was a strange love. Kind of mutual, but...in the end, we passed each other between living together and rehab. - she quit, and seeing another shock on his face, she continued. - Yes, he was a drug addict. The formula was very simple. He didn't have much strength to get out of it, although sometimes it was for a few months and I couldn't leave him. I just knew that somewhere deep in this life-wounded body there was a good man whom I loved with all my heart.

- And...what happened? - he asked.

- I came back on leave from military school, especially for him, shortly after I found out about my pregnancy. He wasn't picking up, but I figured maybe he was trying to clean himself again...I wasn't hitting too much, thinking I was interfering with therapy. I didn't even make it to his house. I found out that he died in a building fire.

- It's monstrous... - Retsu sighed in agitation.

- Yes. I touched on a few acquaintances to get a clear picture. Even got to see the coroner who was performing an autopsy on his body, or rather what was left. They don't know if he overdosed or burned alive, most likely setting the fire himself. In any case, when he was dying, he had substances in his blood that shouldn't be there at all.

There was a dead silence. He definitely didn't know what to say again. In fact...what was there to say? He died. He was gone. It took a long time to recover, but she had to persevere for those little beans that sprouted under her heart then. And now those beans were fast asleep on the mats in their room, she thought she could even hear their snoring. He was snoring too, horribly. It was the easiest way to tell if he was alive when he said he wasn't taking anymore.

- The boys...know?

- Yes. I didn't hide anything from them. - she sighed heavily. - I wanted...that it would not scare them so much as warn them against a similar mistake. I hope if they have a problem they will come to me.

She smiled slightly at the mere thought of two insanely ambitious and energetic boys. Sometimes she wondered if their father was watching them from...wherever he was. Is he proud of the way she is raising them? She had to be strong for them. She wiped the lonely tear that fell from her cheek.

- I... it's... it's terrible what happened to you, Soga-sensei. I can't even say how sorry I am for that. - Retsu muttered. - But I believe that since you were able to recover from it, you are an even stronger person than I might have believed before. Your sons are very lucky to be brought up under the wings of such a wonderful mother and a genius mistress. It is an honor for me to meet you.

- And vice versa, Kaioh. - she replied with a slight smile.

They had left a few days earlier, and she was still thinking about what Kaioh had said. According to him, she was a genius in her field, should ignore the grumbling of her grandfather with an appropriate silence and not try to please him. Could he be right? Maybe, in fact, instead of proving to Shigeru that she is fit, should just do her thing and not worry? She walked among the practitioners, constantly, calmly, improving their technique. Higher arm, 90 degree angle, knees bent, abdomen firm, feet steady. As always, Yuki and Tsuyoshi were on the mat as well. She was proud of them. Never forced them to do anything. They felt the call themselves and swam with it.

- Heads up. Look forward with pride, my children. - She muttered in front of them, and they immediately improved their postures.

There was someone else in the corner. He looked quite insecure, especially when asked her to teach, but she agreed. She agreed with her older sister - he had potential and was quickly wasting it, Yui didn't want him to go to waste. She promised to help him, but he had to give himself up. To sacrifice what he considered necessary for his continued success. She wanted to show him a different path. Not for shortcuts, but with effects so that he finally achieves what was created for. His technique turned out to be amazing, even perfect. Only the small touches that she intended to make, wiping away his arrogance were missing. Physical training was a matter of weeks. Psychic - months to get rid of vagaries and empty, imaginary ego.

Another evening came, and as every few days she devoted herself to deeper meditation. Something was still upsetting her, she couldn't focus, she couldn't drift away. She lit the nag champa*** incense to aid herself a little. When she was almost there, was almost on the other side in her thoughts, phone rang on the shelf. At first she figured she would call back as soon as she was done, but the smartphone was still vibrating. She caught it just in time before hit the mat. She answered, sighing heavily as she glanced at the screen.

- You're in the way. - muttered bluntly.

- You don't say? - she heard a click on the other side. - I have a message for you. Not very pleasant.

- This has to do with Grandpa Musashi? - The brunette asked, straightening her legs in front of her. - You must have sensed him too, Ayame...

- Yes. And yes. - The blonde replied. - You must be friends with that young Kaioh, huh?

- What does that...

- Dead. Musashi cut him in half. - the eldest said sadly, not waiting for the sentence to be completed. - Take swords and come to Tokyo.

They weren't very close to each other. Oh, he listened to her... and that's it. And so it hurt. Very as if a piece of her heart had been torn out. She hung up, then got up to pack the essentials and tell Grandpa Shigeru that he would have to take care of everything for a few days.

She came back smashed. She was close to losing her youngest sister. Her Yin, the source of her balance. When she almost believed it, Hanabi brushed off Sakura's petals as if nothing had happened, yawned and started running away! Fortunately, the brother-in-law turned out to be quite quick when he didn't use his destructive power. If it weren't for him, she would have rushed behind the little white ball of fur herself, not to catch it, but to CHOKE for the dumbest idea she had ever had. It was wildly irresponsible, unreasonable...basically pointless, because who knows how long this old witch will live? Who else could...maybe better not think about it. She unpacked, put the two shiny katanas in the dark duvet covers wrapped in navy blue cloth back into place. She looked at them, one sword slightly shorter than the other. She grabbed the smaller one again, examining it closely. Slowly moved forward to finally stand in front of the entrance to the family temple. Lined with varnished wood, walls painted with white paint. In the center was a golden statue of a man of very androgynous beauty. He was sitting similar to the Buddha, in the lotus position, with two foxes at his feet, wrapping their long tails around him. Black vases filled with fresh flowers were placed on either side of the statue. She sat down on a maroon pillow placed in front of the image of the deity. Untied her long braids until they almost reached the ground. Loosening the tangles, she tried to clear her mind as much as possible to focus on the present moment. She took the gleaming sword out of the duvet cover, then cupped her long curls in one hand, catching the blade at the nape of her neck.

- Inari, please accept as a gift the symbol of my beauty**** that I have cared for for over twenty years. - she muttered in the direction of the statue, skillfully cutting her hair in one move. - In return, take care of my friend, Eishu Retsu's soul so that he does not miss anything on the other side.

She tied the gift with one of the ribbons she had removed from the braids, and then placed it on the lap of the statue. She breathed a little louder than planned, wiping a lonely tear from her cheek. She hadn't even noticed that someone was standing behind her back.

- Dinner on the table, Yui-sensei. - Jack muttered low, placing his hand on her shoulder.

- Thank you, I'll be right back.

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Kokko Kitsune - (or Genko) http://kitsune.dreamhart.org/inaribook.htm; also: from Chinese tradition, Black Fox is the symbol of the North Star; my Kokko, apart from the black fur, has green tails, which is to symbolize the element in which she was born (earth)

Yui - [jap.] - bind

*Yuki - [jap.] courage

**Tsuyoshi - [jap.] - strong

***nag champa - one of the most popular natural incense fragrances; It allows you to detach yourself from reality, perfect for meditation, help in achieving balance

****Hair in Japan has a historical dimension. In the past centuries, long hair in women was a sign of beauty, wealth, and depending on the hairstyle - even age, degree or availability. Cutting hair was a drastic step, often associated with a religious oath, and cutting someone's hair without his permission was even a crime; there is a legend about the ghost Kamikiri who loved to cut someone's hair (his hands were supposed to end with scissors). Their attacks were often attributed to wanting to defend people against the Kitsune, which they considered evil (of course, the evil Kitsune also existed - author's note), seeking only to seduce people, get them to marry, and also sex, to steal vital energy, leading to to possession and insanity

[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.

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

Baki:

• just uh?!?!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hanayama:

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

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

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

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

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

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

Katsumi:

• ...

• difficult

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

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

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

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

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

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

• and it helps!

Jack:

• mmmm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Retsu:

• also very tolerant

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shibukawa:

• ...

• YES, HE'S A FUCKING WIZARD!!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

• DEFINITELY making fun of you about it

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

Yujiro:

• Don't test his patience

• you just don't have to do it

• We all know how this will end

• but you did it anyway

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

• And what happened was expected.

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

• But now you're listening to him carefully.

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

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

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

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

[mothwingwritings]

What Picture Of You The Baki Men Choose As Their Phone Background, Pt. 1 <3

Reader X Baki, Retsu, and Katsumi

I saw this prompt for some other fandoms and thought it was absolutely adorable, so here are some silly little sweet headcanons for your reading pleasure!

Thank you and I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Mostly fluff, some mentions of suggestive themes and spicy texts, but other than that it’s rather mild. Also, it’s pretty lightly edited. No gendered words, but leans towards a female reader.

/)/) /)/) ( . .) (⸝⸝ᵕ ᵕ) ~ ♪ (ა📱ა૮( )ა

Baki Hanma 📱

Lock Screen- A cute picture of the two of you from one of your first official dates. It was at an amusement park and some of the park employees were greeting oncoming guests dressed up as mascots, milling around the front of the park posing with and taking pictures with the newcomers. At the time you were rather embarrassed, the characters mostly flocked to the children that were entering the park, but since there were no children in your party they all buzzed around you instead. The huge, florescent pink cat-suited individual that danced around you commented on what a lovely couple you were, urging you and Baki to form a heart with your hands as they posed energetically behind you, their cohort (an equally bright blue dog) snapping a quick picture of the three of you with Baki’s phone. Though the photo was rushed and a little blurry, you are all smiles in the shot, both yourself and Baki looking both bashful and genuinely happy. The love radiating through that image alone warms his heart each time he glances at it, and it warmed yours in turn to know he cherished the memory as much as you did, going so far as to set it as his lock screen so that he could be reminded of it each time he checked his phone.

Home Screen- A candid picture of yourself on another one of your dates, taken quite some time after the amusement park picture was taken. The newbie awkwardness in your relationship had greatly diminished at this point, a peaceful sort of comfort and familiarity now reigning supreme in your romance. Years of being with another person does that to you, your new-relationship jitters subsiding as you get to know all about your partner, their best and worst sides. With time all their obnoxious or gross habits have long since been laid bare, but you are still somehow simultaneously finding new things about them that make you love them even more. Your love changes with time, morphing from something fresh and new to something much deeper, more concrete, more real. The picture he displayed on his homes screen was taken on a random day at a random time when nothing in particular was going on. You were simply walking in front of him and stopped for a brief moment to look at something across the way. He wasn’t even sure what it was that caught your attention, didn’t even really care, he was just fully fixated on you and how breathtakingly gorgeous you looked in that average, everyday moment. Before he even realized he was doing it he snapped a pic, and he was very grateful that he did. Each time he stares at his screen his heart races, beating so rapidly it’s as if he was back in the puppy-love stage of the relationship, and he falls for you all over again.

/)/) /)/) ( . .) (⸝⸝ᵕ ᵕ) ~ ♪ (ა📱ა૮( )ა

Retsu Kaioh 📱

Lock Screen- Like Baki, Retsu is rather fond of candid pictures. Something about capturing you spur of the moment in your day to day life really appeals to him, his heart fluttering when he catches glimpses of reminders that you have become a part of his daily routine. He gets to witness you in all states of being, and knowing you are comfortable enough around him to be your most natural, unguarded self, warms his heart like nothing else. You yourself didn’t find anything super special about the picture he took of you at the home and garden store. If anything you felt the image of yourself holding a succulent in a death grip, eying it a little too intensely as you debated whether you wanted to purchase it or not, was embarrassing. Retsu begs to differ, and each time you gripe about it he goes on a mini spiel, explaining to you in a little too much detail just how endearing he finds your ‘suffering an internal crisis as you try to find the perfect plant for the kitchen windowsill’ expression. This never ceases to instantly make your cheeks blush bright red at the impassioned nature of his tone. Still, the fact that he can find such ardent moments of love in the mundane is one of the reasons why you fell for him to begin with. You hope to share many more little adventures with him that yield even more random pictures you can look back on and smile, whether you personally find them flattering or not. As long as they bring Retsu joy, you will find joy in them as well.

Home Screen- If the picture of you at the store made you a little self-conscious, then his home screen was enough to make you want to bury your face and cry. At some point he had snapped an image of you asleep on the couch. This wasn’t some cutesy ‘I just fell asleep and look like a peaceful little angel’ snooze either- you were DEEP in the troughs of a nap, completely dead to the world. Mouth wide open with a rivulet of drool seeping out the side, old shirt rumpled up with your hand rested on your exposed belly, hair an absolute rats nest as it messily framed your head, it was the kind of picture that could easily be used as blackmail. Yet Retsu cherished it, beaming down at it like a parent looking at their child’s straight A report card. While you cringed each time you peered at his phone screen, questioning why in the world he would pick such an unflattering picture of you to stare at each day, it crossed your mind that maybe he set it as a joke, or to poke fun at you. That thought was quickly laid to rest however, as the sheer look of pure love that reflected in his eyes each time he stared at it made you keenly aware that his choice of setting it as his wallpaper was no prank. Somehow he found true beauty in that gross picture of you, and that in and of itself melted your heart a little bit. So it didn’t really matter how much you loathed the picture, after seeing Retsu’s puppy dog eyes as he stared at your passed out visage you decided it was fine to let him keep it as his background in lieu of something a little more complementary (as long as no one else was allowed to use his phone and potentially see it, that is).

/)/) /)/) ( . .) (⸝⸝ᵕ ᵕ) ~ ♪ (ა📱ა૮( )ა

Katsumi Orochi 📱

Lock Screen- He is definitely the type of dude to have some kind of dweeby, professionally done picture of the two of you as his lock screen. You remember thinking he was kidding when he asked you if you were interested in booking a couples photo session, but when you noted the serious look in his eye as he pressed the issue, you knew the offer wasn’t a joke. Though hesitant, you found yourself unable to turn him down, and a few days later you found yourself in a photo studio posing awkwardly while a photographer happily snapped away, complimenting what a cute couple you were as he directed you to pose this way or that. Despite the previous uncertainty and slightly uncomfortable atmosphere, quite a few gems were born from the shoot, and you ended up being very happy to have some beautifully charming shots to look back on. A certain picture stood out from the rest, one grabbed just as some silly, random comment from Katsumi made you both burst into a fit of laughter. With his arms wrapped around you from behind and huge genuine smiles engulfing both your faces, you leaned into one other, reliant on each other’s support lest you collapse to the ground into a pile of giggles. It was such a fun, happy capture that it very easily became your all-time favorite picture of the two of you.  So you couldn’t help but smile when you happened to spy his lock screen, finding it ironic that he chose your favorite picture to grace his background, especially when your own lock screen displayed the exact same pic. <3

Home Screen- A spicier selfie you sent him in the past. While there is no nudity in the shot itself, you can pinpoint the precise moment you took the shot, remembering it as one that definitely led to some much more revealing pictures (with provocative text to match). You also remembered being quite proud of the selfie- the seductive smolder in your eye, the way your shirt had slunk down your shoulder, the coy little smile on your face as you bit into your bottom lip, all of it came together for a truly sexy presentation. You weren’t one to often brag about your looks, but that day you worked hard to look hot and it had certainly paid off.  That day had also blessed you with good lighting and one of the best hair/makeup days of your life, so to see the image grace his phone screen made butterflies burst in your stomach, a feeling of elation washing over you with the realization that the effort you put in was not in vain. Though it made you blush a little to see that he had made one of the private pictures you sent him his phone background, there was no denying that it pleased you greatly. He was the type of man that earnestly believed that you were the most gorgeous thing on the planet no matter how much or little you were dolled up, but realizing that he took extra notice of when you put in effort to look your best for him, liking it to the point of making it a picture he could stare at all day (while all manner of fantasies were surely buzzing through his brain)…. Well, it certainly set your heart a flutter, for more reason than one.

/)/) /)/) ( . .) (⸝⸝ᵕ ᵕ) ~ ♪ (ა📱ა૮( )ა

[ozzgin]

It’s becoming a law of nature that any Retsu content must involve wholesome and protective acts. The world is healing.

Let's Start The Day Together.

Retsu Kaioh x black!fem reader

Warning(s): mentions of mental health / illnesses (social anxiety n depression), body image issues, social anxiety

I've been having a shitty, exhausting week. I had a huge exam on Tuesday and am now off for the rest of the week until my other exam. Had a health scare, so that wasn't good lol so I wanted to make this writing piece for comfort. This is more of a self-insert, but lowkey made it an "x reader" in case people can relate

It's hot.

You can feel small sweat glands running down your face as you scratch your durag to relieve the itching you had from last night, letting out a huft as you lay on your messy bed trying to get comfortable. You don’t know if it was the fact that you just woke up or if you were going crazy but somehow, this felt like a dream.

You felt sticky.

You were in heat.

You shifted your attention from the ceiling to the small clock on your desk. It was after 1:30 pm.

Your body temperature felt way hotter than normal, especially since you had slept with a sports bra on with your long, baggy ass shorts. Your durag smelled like sweat, and your skin smelled disgusting. You didn’t want to go to work today. But at least the heat was tolerable. You tried to rub away some of the sweat with a shirt that's been sitting on your bed for days, but that only made it worse.

You groaned, sitting up and rubbing your temples. Your head was pounding, making you nauseous.

Taking a good look around your decent-sized spaced room, it was a mess. Sorta. It was a chore to clean up when you have containers filled with unused clothes that you don't bother to wear, boxes of items that you hadn't opened once you moved out those years ago, or even your books that you had yet to read. Your closet looked like there was never an organization to it whatsoever; your bookshelves were mostly empty except for your favorite books. You had no pictures of family that hung anywhere. Everything seemed to be in the same state you left it in.

Why bother to clean? You'd always ask yourself, no one visits. So why would you bother taking care of anything? Maybe you could take a shower. Maybe. Hopefully. You weren't sure what else to do to cool off, besides sleep. You slowly stood up, stretching your arms above your head while yawning. When you finally decided that it was enough to rest for now, you made your way into your bathroom.

At least you took care of your living room. It looks decent if you're ignoring the fact that it took almost a month to finally get off your lazy ass to do something about it. It smells nice and feels nice as if a huge weight got lifted off whenever you step out of your horrid room.

After you did your business, you couldn't help but look at yourself in the mirror. Baggy eyes, stretch marks from your arms to the lower half of your stomach, and your unkempt hair. As if you looked homeless. As if you were lost in a trance, you didn't hear your front door being unlocked and opened by someone who had a spare key. You didn't even realize someone was in your apartment until they walked in.

"Y/N?" a voice called out to you as you shifted your attention to the person behind you, Retsu standing at the doorway with bags in his hand. Restu must've come over here because he wanted to check if everything was okay. "Did you just wake up? Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt." He'd say, looking away to the side. You couldn't help but wonder if he wasn't used to seeing you in your condition. "I just wanted to make sure you're alright," he finished. His brows furrowed as he stared you dead in the eye. Was Retsu mad at you? That doesn't seem possible, but maybe he was just concerned for you? You shook it off, deciding not to dwell on it too much.

"Yeah," you replied awkwardly, putting your hands in your pockets. "I'm just feeling kind of under the weather right now... but I'll be alright." You trailed off, giving him a smile. As the two of you were settling down, you noticed that Retsu brought groceries and other things you'd need. You knew he was trying to make you feel better, so you appreciated it. You didn't even realize how hungry you were until Retsu mentioned food. How embarrassing, how did I forget about food? You thought, biting your lip sheepishly. It was quiet between you two. The only noise in the apartment was Retsu putting stuff away and making the two of you lunch. Once he was finished, he placed plates in front of you on the coffee table while he sat down across from you. You thanked him.

Silence. What was there to even talk about? You felt bad. Retsu did all this and took time out of his day to come to see you, only for you to not spark up a conversation. You let out a loud sigh. "Y/N." You looked over at him, noticing a soft expression on his face. It seemed to be a mixture of concern and pity. "Something's bothering you."

"Retsu, please..." You began. He held his hand up, stopping you immediately.

"Just tell me what's wrong."

"But-"

"No, Y/N," he interrupted sternly, "I've been texting you for days now. I haven't gotten one reply once. You're not looking too well, what happened? Your co-workers are saying you're not showing up to work either." Retsu would ask again. He was starting to sound annoyed. He leaned back on his chair, crossing his arm.

You sighed, knowing he wouldn't take no for an answer. "Okay. Fine." You looked back at your food, not sure what to say. The silence stretched for what felt like forever before you started speaking up again. "I'm just having one of those moments...y'know? I don't know. I don't think I left this building in a week?" You let out a nervous giggle, but you could tell Retsu wasn't happy with your response. "I don't have anybody who I consider friends that I can hang out with. I have work-friends. Not best friends. They do not acknowledge me outside of that, so I've just been in here in my room." You'd say turning your attention away from Retsu, your eyebrows frowning at what you just said.

Retsu didn't respond. You felt a pang of guilt run through you. He probably thinks you're a loser for talking to him like this. You rambled on how much it was difficult to wake up on time, and if you did, you didn't want to go anywhere for the day. You neglected your hygiene and physical appearance. Going on and on, you felt overwhelmed every time you looked in the mirror. You finally stopped your rant once you felt your throat clogging up and tears running down your face.

You sniffled, wiping at your eyes, hoping to catch them before you cry.

Retsu didn't move or speak for a few seconds, and then you heard him stand up from his seat. Before you could protest, you felt strong arms wrap themselves around you, hugging you tightly. You hugged him back as you felt your breath catch in your throat. "If it makes you feel better... I woke up around one o'clock. Last time, I woke up around six in the evening." You said with a chuckle to lighten up the mood. You let him go, but not before resting your hands on his chest to keep him at arm's length. You could feel your heart racing.

Retsu chuckled. "It does," he admitted. A genuine was spread across your face, the first one you'd smiled in weeks. You wiped at your eyes again before giving Retsu another hug. It was warm. You missed the warmth of him around you. He gave you another pat on your back before pulling away from the hug. He got on one knee before clasping your hand tightly. "I'm glad you told me what's been going on, Y/N." Retsu would say as you noticed his thumb was caressing on top of your hand. "And whatever's bothering you now, I'll do my best to help you." The sincerity in his voice was hard to ignore. You were touched by his words. "I'll stay the night here with you." Retsu would say, standing up again.

"You don't have to, I can take care of myself..." You tried to tell him. Retsu shook his head.

"I know, but that doesn't mean I can't watch over you, y'know." He gave you a reassuring smile as he offered his hand again to help you up. You took it hesitantly, allowing him to pull you up. "Let's leave in a few minutes. Getting fresh air is always good for the body." Retsu suggested.

You agreed easily, still feeling a little bit guilty for not opening up to him sooner. If only you had. But you were happy enough to have a guy like Retsu around to assist you during your roughest times.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Happy National Girlfriends Day

Yandere Baki Head Canons

Baki men reacting to Afab reader in their shirt with nothing underneath

NSFW Edition

Minors DNI

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Katsumi Orochi

His throat is dry and his palms are sweaty. He’d try to clear his throat to play it off, but he can’t hide his excitement downstairs.

Katsumi wouldn’t be able to contain himself and he’d be on you in a second when you turn around. Because he can see that you’re just wearing his shirt. His hands grabbing at your soft flesh as his lips kiss up and down your neck

“God you look so beautiful… can I have a little taste?”

It was more than a taste and you’ll definitely end up pregnant from this endeavor

Baki Hanma

His whole face is a bright red just like his hair and his palms are sweaty. He’s so awkward and shy to make a move. You will have to

So when you sit on his lap with either of your legs on the side of his hips and he feels a slight dampness on the front of his shorts, he’s on you

He presses sloppy kisses to your lips and cheeks, his fingers grasping at your hair to pull you flush against his body. Soft whispers of your name spill from his lips as he asks you for permission to be with you

“Please… please I’ve been good. I want to touch you…”

He’s so sweet and he’s so gentle. But his arms are just like a cage

Jack Hanma

Oh man… you’re drowning in his shirt since it’s so big. It’s practically a sundress on you. But when you bend over to get something from the fridge, the shirt clings to your hind end like another skin. And Jack was no longer interested in eating from the delicious sight before him

Jack waltzes over to you, bends down, and playfully bites your right butt cheek. The man greedily trying to fit all of it in his mouth

“God you look so good… I could just eat you.”

And the man begins to feast. There’s not a single part of your body he didn’t put into his mouth to look and nibble on… you’re his favorite chew toy

Kaioh Retsu

Now you’re wearing just an apron around him with nothing under it as you make him breakfast in bed. And he is so flustered, he looks like a tomato

When you walk over to him and put a hand on his chest, he loses all sense of control. His arms snake around your waist and pull you into his chest. The way your body fit against his like a missing piece drove him wild

“You’re the perfect way to start the day… I love you.”

He’s so gentle and so sweet. You’re practically putty in his arms from how gentle he treats you. Retsu is an incredibly loving man with a higher libido than you thought…

Hanayama Kaoru

When he wakes up to see you in his shirt sleeping beside him, he is smug. You look so lovely in his clothes… and when you shift in your sleep a bit, he notices you’re not wearing anything underneath. How naughty

“It’s seems someone is being a bit naughty right now… don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”

You wake up to Kaoru’s fingers between your legs as his soft lips press hard kisses into you neck that are sure to leave a mark. Kaoru will let the world know that you’re his

[fresh-fanfics]

Yandere! Kaoru Hanayama x AFAB! Reader

TW: Depression, Mommy Issues, Stalking, Obsessive Behaviour, Possessive Behaviour, Delusional Thoughts.

Reader: A foreign college student who's currently taken. She's a bit of a brat, but has a good heart.

So I finally have an idea for a fanfic with Hanayama. I really like the idea of making Yandere fics with him, he just seems so perfect for them. This fic is gonna be a multipart, I'm used to making slow burns so if you don't swing with that, I don't know what to tell you. Buckle up? Anyways, enjoy.

Hanayama was no romantic man. Even with all the money and power in the world, no girl would ever want to stay with someone as dangerous as him. For a while, he was satisfied with this life. He had accepted that no person would ever look at him in adoration and pure love. As empty as it was going day to day, girl to girl, brothel to brothel, it was enough to distract him from his loneliness. When work became too much, he distracted himself with empty pleasure and the moans of prostitutes that were just there for the money.

He laid down against a brick wall, bleeding on the cold and dark floor at a filthy alleyway. It had been one of those days where the underground world was at a state of unrest, violent gang wars breaking out without any signs of stopping. He had no choice but to step in, show everyone who the real boss was. Hanayama knew he would survive. He always does, but sometimes he wished he didn't. He knew he needed to move, but peace like this was a luxury. Any man that tried to disturb this solemn moment would not live to tell the tale. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, letting the cold wind blow against his face.

"Oh my God, sir, you're bleeding! Are you okay? What happened?" A feminine voice took Hanayama out of his thoughts, his eyes opening to find a woman that bent down with concern in her eyes.

He stayed silent, his steel-hardened gaze observing her delicate stature. She was a cute little thing, the equivalent of a tree sapling that had yet to bloom. He trumped her in size and strength, yet she was unafraid. Hanayama had seen hardened men twice her height and stature that would quiver at his feet, but not her. This naive woman who dotted over him like cattle. He watched her ramble about and rummage through her purse for some kind of thing that would stop the bleeding.

He knew it was useless and no amount of nursing from a stranger was going to make the pain disappear, but he commended her effort despite how foolish it was. Did she even realize who she was helping? She was naive to be tending to a man that has crushed millions of gangsters like a grape.

"Okay, almost...Got it." She had tied a makeshift tourniquet around his left arm using her cardigan.

"Can you get up?"

The large man gave a slight nod, struggling to stand up on his two feet while this stranger tried to help him stabilize his trembling form.

What was this woman doing? She must have either been the most oblivious thing on the planet or the most wreckless. She certainly didn't look like she belonged here.

"You speak good Japanese for a tourist." He spoke at out of the blue, making her slightly jump from his sudden comment.

The woman gave a forced chuckle.

"Actually, I've been living here for a while now. I know I don't exactly look like I am, but this is still my home as much as yours."

Kaoru felt conflicted, processing the words inside his head. Despite being born and raised in Japan, it didn't feel like home. Being raised in a Yakuza family was not easy for a young kid. Violence was your normal, and there was no telling if you would live to fight another day. He envied her naivety, the innocence in her eyes that he never got to keep. It was depressing to think about, to say the least.

"We definitely need to get you to the hospital. These injuries are not something you can shrug off." She reached for her phone before he grabbed her wrist with his other hand, causing her to flinch from its tight grip.

"No need. I know a doctor. I'll give you the number." He noticed her trembling form, loosening his grasp as he dialed the numbers and letting the phone ring.

"Hello? Who is this? How did you get this number?" An elegant voice could be heard from the other side, calling out to whoever was there.

"Kureha. I need your services." Without even uttering his name, Hanayama knew that Kureha would recognize his deep and raspy tone. He spoke with conviction and directness.

"Kaoru? What happened to-You know what, it doesn't matter. Where are you right now?" Kureha sighed in exasperation.

"I'm in an alleyway at the Red Light District near Deathmatch pub. Come quick." He hung up without so much as a goodbye, dropping her phone in her hands.

"You can go. I don't need your help anymore."

The foreigner girl's face soured, glaring at him as she shoved her phone in her bag.

"Hmph. You're welcome." She grumbled, gritting her teeth and turning up her nose at rude man.

"I guess I'm not needed here. Good luck. I hope you recover well." Sarcasm dripped from her tone as she left him alone in the alleyway.

He watched her figure disappear through the bustling crowds in the city streets without even as much as looking back at him. Hanayama stared into space, alone in a cold alley once again. Despite her bratty behaviour, he didn't mind it at all.

"Huh. Strange. This girl is something else. For someone who claims to have lived here for a while, she's damn clueless. I'll admit, she has guts to talk down to me like that.."

Before he could dwell on it any longer, a series of loud sirens blared down the streets with an ambulance stopping nearby. Paramedics clamored to take him away for treatment, rushing him towards the hospital.

It would seem that he'd have to hold that thought for a while...

To be continued.

[baki-tiene-un-simp]

I'm the anon who asked for headcanons with a good cook s/o, I hope you're doing well ^^

Can I ask Retsu and Oliva and anyone else with a s/o who is the parent of a pretty sassy and very ironic but nice girl at heart. Who is about twelve years old and really having a hard time coming to terms with men as a new step father , how would they be accepted by her? Please

Ps: I still love your writings so much <3

Situation: Being stepparents / Siendo padrastros.

Characters: Oliva Biscuit and Retsu Kaioh.

Oliva Biscuit.

Oliva actively tries to show that he is a good man and that his stepdaughter can trust that he is not trying to alienate her from her father/mother in any way.

Expensive and lavish gifts may be seen by his stepdaughter as a way for Oliva to “buy” her favor, but this man is not really trying to bribe her with gifts. He just has a lot of money and the need to buy nice things for the important people in his life.

At the same time, Oliva gives his stepdaughter her space, he doesn't want her to feel like he's invading her space, so he doesn't ask his S/O to move in with him or let him spend the night in their house. He dies for that to happen.

Over time, Oliva will be able to prove that he is a good and trustworthy man, he's just too big and visibly intimidating.

Retsu Kaioh.

Retsu is a really patient and calm man, he is able to get along with people effectively, even if it takes him some time. He understands that this whole transition is difficult, especially for someone so young, and he doesn't want to aggravate a relationship that hasn't started yet.

He is easy going with his interactions, first with occasional greetings and small talk that doesn't force his stepdaughter to engage with him if she doesn't want to. He goes little by little.

He is bonding with her little by little, making breakfast for everyone, taking them to a park to get some fresh air, taking her to school and picking her up too.

Retsu is putting his trust in time, he knows that if he avoids putting pressure on his stepdaughter and doesn't force her to get used to him, she will manage to accept him, at her pace and because she will want it that way.

Versión en español.

Oliva Biscuit.

Oliva trata activamente de demostrar que es un buen hombre y que su hijastra puede tener confianza en que él no pretende alejarla de su progenitor de ninguna forma.

Quizá los regalos costosos y lujosos sean vistos por su hijastra como una forma de Oliva para “comprar” su favor, pero realmente este hombre no está tratando de sobornarla con regalos. Solo tiene mucho dinero y la necesidad de comprarle cosas bonitas a las personas importantes en su vida.

Al mismo tiempo, Oliva le da su espacio a su hijastra, no quiere que ella sienta que él está invadiendo su espacio, por lo que, no le pide a su S/O que se mude con él ni que le deje pasar la noche en su casa. Se muere porque eso pase.

Con el tiempo, Oliva podrá demostrar que es un hombre bueno y confiable, solo es demasiado grande y visiblemente intimidante.

Retsu Kaioh.

Retsu es un hombre realmente paciente y tranquilo, es capaz de acoplarse a las personas con efectividad aunque le tome algo de tiempo. Entiende es difícil toda esta transición, principalmente para alguien tan joven, y no quiere agravar una relación que todavía no empieza.

Es tranquilo con sus interacciones, primero con saludos ocasionales y pequeñas pláticas que no fuerzan a su hijastra a relacionarse con él si no quiere. Va poco a poco.

Está relacionándose con ella de poco a poco, preparando el desayuno para todos, llevarles a un parque para que tomen aire fresco, llevándole a la escuela y recogiéndola también.

Retsu está poniendo su confianza en el tiempo, sabe que si evita presionar a su hijastra y no la obliga a acostumbrarse a él, ella logrará aceptarlo, a su ritmo y porque ella así lo querrá.

[precious-tissues]

Retsu my beloved