#baki reader insert

[mothwingwritings]

Doppo, Shibukawa, Motobe, Biscuit, And Yujiro As Your Sugar Daddy 💄💋✨

Hi everyone!!! Sorry I dipped out for a moment, I had an eventful past two weeks (but some of the event has been writing stuff, so that’s something at least lul) and now I come back offering whatever the hell this is lol. The idea of the Baki men being sugar daddies came to me in a vision while I was supposed to be working, so of course as the responsible individual that I am I focused on that and started writing this and here we are now! :D It’s for all my dilf/gilf lovers out there. You are all lovely little treasures and I adore you all. :*

As you can probably tell by the subject matter of this one, 18+ only please!!!

Thank you for reading!!!

Warnings: Sex, sex work/reader is a sex worker, mentions of various sexual acts, possessive/obsessive tendencies from your clients, dubcon, mentions of noncon, Yujiro Hanma being Yujiro Hanma, mentions of threesomes and open relationships, very little editing.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Doppo Orochi˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         Doppo would be an exceptional sugar daddy. He’s attentive and kind to you, both when you are out on dates and when you share private time together, and you can always tell he’s truly excited to spend time with you (even when sex isn’t involved). He loves to spoil you and has the money to back it, gifting you whatever your heart desires, all you have to do is say the word.

·         He’s a big family man, and as such he may push the boundaries a bit of what your relationship is. It’s hard to see him as just a benefactor when he’s sending you good morning and good night texts, inviting you over for home cooked dinners, calling you just so he can hear your voice and talk about silly things, checking in on you to make sure you are safe and happy. It may be pushing the line of what is appropriate and what isn’t for your relationship, but you can’t lie and say it isn’t nice feeling so cared for.

·         That being said, you know Doppo has a wife that he loves very much, so there is no confusion of your role as just a sugar baby in this dynamic. In most cases such a strong spousal bond may cause trouble on your end, but luckily for you Natsue is as fond of you as Doppo is. She’s definitely not as into the sexual aspect of your company as Doppo is, but get ready for plenty of passionate threesomes should the three of you find yourselves together and in the mood.

·         Doppo is very open about sharing his life with you. He invites you to all his matches, you have free access to Shinshin Kai dojo, and after a certain level of trust is reached, he’ll even give you a key to his house. At first it felt strange, like you were bordering on something taboo having so much access to his private life, and you worried you were taking advantage of his hospitality. But as time wore on you realized that his fondness for you was just so great that he wanted you to be a part of his life as much as possible, regardless of what the typical sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship was. However, if the familiarity and closeness ever made you uncomfortable he would end it immediately, reverting back to business as usual (though it would make him extremely sad).

·         His main downside is that he’s definitely very ‘dad-like’ and sometimes you feel more like a child he is over protective of then his beloved sugar baby. His fatherly advice and guidance can be a bit overbearing, and it takes all you have not to roll your eyes at his griping over some of your decisions and future plans.

·         If it doesn’t end up working out with Doppo, he has a hot son you can fall back on :)

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Gouki Shibukawa˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         Shibukawa truly is a wild card. You have no idea what to expect when this man calls on your services. He’s hired you for things as mild as enjoying afternoon tea with him and as raunchy as participating in the most degenerate sexual roleplay you can possibly imagine (consensually, of course).

·         So even though he’s one of your older benefactors, he is certainly far from boring. In fact, you can’t help but get excited whenever he reaches out to you, wondering what he may have in store for your meet up.

·         Shibukawa is one of the less sentimental of the sugar daddies. There is definitely no mistaking that your relationship is strictly for pleasure, and as a side effect of that his private life is a virtual mystery to you. You have your suspicions about what he does with his spare time, but should you pry too much he’ll swiftly and efficiently end the conversation, focusing his attention instead on the sweeter side of your affair.

·         However, he is far from cold. Shibukawa always treats you extremely well and pays you even better, so he quickly becomes one of your favorite clients.

·         Also, he’s extremely interesting. This man could make a story about what he ate for breakfast sound like the most fascinating thing on the world, so even if nothing big or exciting happens in the time you spend with him, at the very least you know you won’t ever be bored.

·         Don’t let his age fool you-he is a beast in bed. With age comes experience, and that has never been truer than with Shibukawa. You don’t think you’ve ever quite felt the thrill you get when you have intimate time with Shibukawa with any other client, let alone actual romantic partners you’ve had.

·         His downside is that his mood towards you is always fluctuating. He will be in constant contact with you for weeks at a time and then fall off the face of the earth, only to pop back up expecting you to prioritize him over your other clients. It’s a bit obnoxious, especially if he is your best paying client and you are relying on him financially, yet he refuses to keep you in the loop of any plans he wants to involve you in or meet ups he may be concocting.

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Motobe Izou˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         The KING of pet names. I honestly don’t think this man has ever called you your actual name once. Baby, sweetheart, dove, little one-the list goes on. If you called him a pet name back, he would probably have a heart attack brought on by the sheer amount of joy that would bring him.

·         He may not be as wealthy as some of your other clients, but his care and devotion to you are off the charts. Each time he calls on your services he always greets you with flowers or chocolates, and each date he takes you on is to a place you like or recommend, prioritizing your favorites over the stuff he may prefer. He’s at your beck and call; willing to drop everything should your schedule open up and you have the time to spend with him.

·         He’s very protective of you, having legitimate concerns over whether any of your other customers are overly handsy or make you do and participate in things you are uncomfortable with. He tries to play it cool and ask about your health and well-being nonchalantly, but you can tell by the nervous undertone in his voice and the bags under his eyes that his fretting over you and your profession wears heavily upon him, affecting his day to day life.

·         He’s also low-key scared that you prefer other clients over him (even though you have never done anything to make him perpetuate this idea), so he stresses himself out over that as well.

·         Motobe is an incredibly intimate lover. He takes his time with you, committing to memory which of his actions brings you the most pleasure so that he can use them time and time again to drive you wild. Every caress of his hand and kiss of his lips is gentle and loving, he treats you as if you are the most precious being on the planet earth and it never ceases to make you melt.

·         That being said, he has the toughest time distinguishing boundaries in your relationship, constantly blurring the lines between professional and personal. Anyone that interacts with the two of you can see just how head over heels for you he is, and more often than not when out and about people just assume you are spouses based solely on how openly affectionate and lovey dovey he is with you. His doting can be rather heavy-handed, not to mention disconcerting, especially when you work so hard to establish clear boundaries with him.

·         … But still, you can’t find yourself being too upset at Motobe. Even when he takes things too far, Motobe is certainly the most caring client you’ve had, earnestly watching over you and taking the best care of you he can with the limited time he has with you. Even with all his quirks, you have a definite soft spot for the man.

·         And who knows? Maybe someday when you seek another line of work and leave this one behind you can go on an actual date with him? He’ll most certainly be waiting on you, more than ready to make it official. :)

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Biscuit Oliva˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         If Biscuit is yoursugar daddy, my dear you have it MADE.

·         He is the IDEAL sugar daddy. He’s handsome, sweet, wealthy, and not afraid to lavish you in all of the finer things. It’s not uncommon for you to go out on a date with him only to come home in a new designer outfit of your choice, decked out in a varying level of jewels he let you pick out yourself.

·         And it’s not just material possessions, he loves taking you on all kind of exotic trips and vacations, taking you to places you never dreamed you’d be able to go. It makes his heart swell seeing the excitement in your eyes the moment the plane touches down at each new locale, your unbridled joy spurring him to feel just a thrilled by this adventure as you do (even if it’s to a place he has been countless times before).

·         But even when he’s not whisking you off to fun and foreign places, he always makes every date exciting. Regardless of if it’s small meet up, or a full on whirlwind adventure, there is never a dull moment with Biscuit.

·         Being with him is like an honest to god fairytale, you feel like some kind of royalty whenever you are in his presence. He dotes on you to the extreme, showering you in affection, praise, and gifts. You’ve never felt more beautiful or important than you do when you are with Biscuit.

·         All that being said, this man really makes you earn the title of sugar baby. His sex drive is off the charts and he has an insatiable attraction to you, which means the moment he sees you, he’s on you. Of course he shows decorum out in public, presenting as the perfect gentleman on any dates he escorts you on while out in the public eye. But the moment you two are behind closed doors? Prepare to be absolutely ravished. You probably won’t be able to walk for a few days once he’s done.

·         Like Doppo, you are aware that Biscuit already has a special lady in his life. As such, Biscuit made sure that you were someone that Maria was not just OK with, but someone she genuinely liked. You take that kind of as a badge of honor, as Maria has a tendency to be very picky with the people she surrounds herself with. But the two of you hit it off within minutes of meeting each other, which is a huge relief to both you and Biscuit.

·         You’re not expected to participate in the ‘sugar’ end of the deal with Maria, but should you show interest in Maria in that way, Biscuit would be over the moon. Whether it be a threesome or just the two of you together while he watched, he’ll be absolutely delighted either way (and expect to be handsomely compensated for the good time. ;). Just don’t start liking each other more than him, OK? He would probably pass away from heart break if the two of you left him in the dust. ^^;

·         The biggest down side to having Biscuit as your sugar daddy is that he can be a bit… much. He’s exceptionally clingy, to the point that you have to completely silence or shut off your phone sometimes because he’s always calling or texting you for some reason or another-even when you are with other clients. He also HEAPS on the affection so much that you feel suffocated by it, which is a lot on its own, let alone from a person you aren’t even in a committed relationship with. When you try and ask him to ease up, or even just straight up ignore him for a bit, it only makes his dogged affection worse. :/

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˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗Yujiro Hanma˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

·         The fact that you even became the Ogre’s sugar baby is baffling, and honestly a rather scary and precarious situation for you to be stuck in.

·         The thought that he would actually pay for something so many people would willingly supply to him, or that he could simply take from another person, must mean he finds you extremely interesting. Whether that’s a good or bad thing is to be determined.

·         You don’t ever get a heads up for your liaisons with Yujiro-the man just shows up when he desires your company and that’s that. It doesn’t matter if you are sleeping, with another client, or otherwise engaged, Yujiro ALWAYS takes precedence and you better remember that if you want him to keep paying you.

·         That being said, he gets rather territorial of you when he sees you or hears about you with other clients. Not necessarily jealous (what is there to be jealous of? He’s leagues better than those losers and everyone knows it), but definitely disgruntled that despite his patronage you still choose other men to attend to. You should feel honored to have him as a patron, indebted to the point where he is your soul focus. The fact that you aren’t definitely pushes his buttons.

·         As stated, being Yujiro’s sugar baby is definitely a perilous situation to be in. He is interested in you enough to spend time and money on you, but you would never delude yourself into thinking he held any sort of romantic attraction towards you. You are merely a source of pleasure and entertainment, which in and of itself is fine, that is your profession after all.  But once your use to him ended… where does that leave you? With all other clients they simply moved on, but Yujiro is like an untamed beast. If he gets upset with you in anyway, getting extremely hurt by him is a very real possibility.

·         Also- he’s the strongest being on the planet. He could kill you without batting a lash, whether by accident or on purpose. Merely being in his presence is a daunting experience, and while you’ve dealt with strong and/or questionable clients in the past, Yujiro is a breed all his own. Simply put-he scares you, and he is by far the most dangerous person you’ve ever had to interact with.

·         Everything about your relationship is filled with uncertainty. Sometimes your dates are good- he’ll take you out to nice places to do exciting things and may even get you a gift or two. But more often than not his ‘dates’ (if you can even call them that) are chaotic and abrupt, leaving you in pain and out of it for days.

·         He’s EXTREMELY demeaning as well, calling you whore or slut more than your actual name. He especially likes to belittle you during sexual acts, reminding you of what a useless and weak piece of meat you are as he pounds into you mercilessly. The berating gets even worse when/if you start to feel pleasure from the acts. He enjoys it immensely when you put up a resistance to his advances, only to becoming a slavering mess, completely drunk off his cock.

·         Receiving money from Yujiro is very dependent on his mood and how much fun he had while in your company. There are days when you leave your dates loaded with cash with very little effort, and times when you go above and beyond to please home only to receive a small amount of income. Honestly though, the days when you receive more cash can be worse than when he barely pays you-he is apt to lord it over you and expect more unsolicited favors from you in response to his act of benevolence.

·         The worst part of this whole arrangement is that you don’t have a say in any of it. Any person in their right mind would reject Yujiro as a client no matter how attractive or wealthy he may be, but you were never given that luxury. The moment he took an interest in you, you became irrevocably tied to him with no hope of shaking him.  You would be forced to serve him until he grows tired of you- you just hope that when his interest in you wanes it means your freedom and not your untimely demise. :)

#baki the grappler x reader #baki headcanons #baki x reader #baki the grappler headcanons #baki reader insert #baki the grappler reader insert #doppo orochi x reader #doppo orochi x y/n #gouki shibukawa x reader #gouki shibukawa x y/n #motobe izou x reader #motobe izou x y/n #biscuit oliva x reader #biscuit oliva x y/n #yujiro hanma x reader #yujiro hanma x y/n #honestly if any of these men wanted to be my sugar daddy (except Yujiro) hook me tf up #mothwingswritings #thank you so much for reading I hope u enjoyed!!!

[yandere-writer-momo]

Can you give some Kaioh Retsu head cannons? I love him so so so so so so so so so so so much.

I’m in the mood for something fluffy so I can do that ✨💕

Baki Fluff Head Canons

Kaioh Retsu Fluff

…………………………………….

Kaioh Retsu

You were simply a lost foreigner in Japan that luckily stumbled into Retsu. The kind man not only giving you directions to your hotel but taking you there himself. He was warm like the sun… and very helpful

He never left your mind after that day and you were surprised to bump into him again. The two of you starting a friendship of sorts

He took you sight seeing around the city. Turns out the two of you have a common interest of tea and an interest in Chinese culture. Retsu fondly shared about his culture with you, something that warmed your heart due to his passion for his home country

Retsu makes authentic Chinese food for you and you’re so incredibly touched by his kindness. You often find yourself on walks and picnics with him. Your heart races whenever you see the endearing way in which he eats… his cheeks puffed out like a little chipmunk. How could someone be so precious?

Retsu shared with you that he was a Kenpō master, he even demonstrated some of his martial arts to you while the two do you had tea together in a public garden. You began to admire the man even more

Retsu flusters easily. You came to find that out when your hand accidentally brushed his while the two of you were walking, his face erupting into a shade of crimson. It was precious

The two of you are so awkward whenever you bump into each other. You will have to make the first move if you want to be more than friends. Retsu doesn’t have a clue on what to do

Retsu finally shared with you that he’s never had any romantic or sexual ventures so he’s new to all of this… and you almost exploded from how cute his confession was

The first time you kissed, he awkwardly freezes up and holds his breath, which makes you erupt into giggles. He apologizes but you just give him a kiss on the cheek

It’s all so new to him… so precious. Retsu absolutely adores you and he’s happy to be with you

It takes awhile for him to get used to kissing… and hand holding. He looks down and blushes whenever your hand holds him. You swear he looks like he’s going to explode if you kiss his cheek in public. It takes months for him to get used to physical affection

Retsu does his best to try to be a good boyfriend but he doesn’t have to do much. Retsu is the most wonderful man you’ve ever met and you’re lucky to call him your partner

#baki the grappler #baki hanma #baki son of ogre #baki x reader #baki the grappler x reader #female reader #grappler baki #baki headcanons #baki dou #baki #retsu kaioh x reader #kaioh retsu #kaiou retsu #baki retsu #retsu baki #baki reader insert #baki anime #bakihanma #bakithegrappler #baki gaiden #hanma baki #retsu kaioh

[nina-renmen]

Can you pls write a headcannon about how pickle from Baki hanma would react to going against reader but when he attacks, reader instead gives him a hug which confuses him since he has never been hugged.

Aww! This ask is so cute! I’m going to make this extra fluffy.

Pickle x Reader

Warnings: Reader is strong enough where pickle can see her as a threat, Fluff, She/her pronouns, kinda short

Y/n was excited to see Pickle, she’s heard so many things about him. Even though she was a fighter, and a strong one at that she didn’t really want to fight him unlike the other guys.

Stepping into the arena the bright lights were the first thing y/n saw. Unbeknownst to her Pickles head perked up, his body tensing up, sensing a threat. But you were so small…Why was his body telling him to attack? Pickles senses never failed him in the wild, so he’d listen to them.

Standing up, Pickle growled at Y/n. She was standing in front of him, though her arms wouldn’t be able to touch him, his arm’s definitely could. Y/n looked up at him, studying his features. He was pretty in an almost feminine way, but still had masculine body features. It wasn’t uncommon but it was a nice sight to see.

Pickle bared his teeth at her, bringing his arm up to strike. He’d take her out with one blow. At least, that was the plan. Just as he brought his arm up, his sharp claws narrowly missed her as she stepped closer.

Pickles eyes widened, stepping back but he bumped into the cement wall behind him. “You’re just adorable!” Y/n squealed as she wrapped her arms around his waist, squeezing him tightly. Cuteness aggression coming over her.

Pickle looked down at Y/n confused. She was showing good things, she was hugging him. So why did he feel the need to attack? Suddenly he thought of something. What if you were trying to protect him from the other small people? Did you think they were going to steal him away?

As y/n hugged him tightly he came up with a final decision. You wanted to be his mate, you seemed threatening because you wanted to mark him. Y/n gasped as Pickle hooked his arms around her waist, holding her as if she were a doll and sitting crisscrossed. His chest rumbled as he purred.

You’d be his mate, he’d court you with all the beautiful rocks he could find. You’d only have the prettiest rocks there were. And then you might let him mark you first! Pickle looked around as he held you close. There weren’t any pretty rocks here. But that’s okay! The next contestant that comes here he’ll give you their leg. Maybe you’d like that.

#yandere x reader #black reader #fem reader #fem black reader #x reader #yandere #pickle baki #x black reader #yandere pickle x black reader #pickle x reader #x female reader #female #x female y/n #y/n #x y/n #Pickle x y/n #Pickle x fem y/n #Reader #reader insert #one shot #female reader #drabbles #Nina-renmen’s posts

[ddollfface]

𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐀 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚; 𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞

𝗕𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗬𝘂𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼 𝗛𝗮𝗻𝗺𝗮'𝘀 𝗗𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘁.

Throughout your whole life, you've always felt a sort of presence loom over you. Whether it's protecting you or not, you have no clue, but it's always been there. Somewhat like a mole on the bottom of your foot or that itch in the back of your brain when something is wrong. It's always there, but there's nothing you can do about it. Well, without drastic measures.

You're not sure if it's human or not, but you're assuming so, though the thought is alarming. It's the only reasonable option. I mean, there's no such thing as demons or ghosts, right? So that just leaves the only option, that it's some type of person, some being, possibly a government. Of course, you'd prefer that it'd be some paranoid thought you've conjured in your unconscious, but you're sure that's not the case. How can that be the case when money appears at your, albeit unkept, doorstep? Or how you can sense the eyes on you while you training? And worst of all, how you can just feel the disappointed stare when you're on a date with some random classmate? The pure annoyance in the stare convinces you that this thing is real, that it isn't a figment of your imagination.

And it makes you wonder why. Why do you feel this presence? Well, you're sure that it could be linked to the fact that you're not... normal. There's always been something different about you; you've known this since the day your mama left you. That fearful look in her eyes when she says you smash a plate, just for holding it a little too tight. You thumb and pointer squeezing too much. It was as if she'd been taken back to a memory you weren't aware of, and you still aren't today.

Even at the age of seventeen, you still aren't aware of why your mama left in such haste, leaving everything she owned, only having the clothes on her back and her wallet. It puzzled you, though you were only twelve years old. You knew it was something you'd done; you caused your mama to leave. It was your fault, something you did.

And that's when it started, the presence, I mean. It's always been there, but you started noticing it far more frequently after your mama left. Before, it'd only appear once or twice a year, but now it was every month, maybe more.

For some reason, unknown to you, your mama leaving caused something to change. Something in you changed. It was as if a switch had been flipped inside you, both physically and mentally. You began to assess everything you'd do, trying to comprehend what you could've done to cause your mama to do such a thing, to leave her only daughter, her only child.

Was breaking a plate really that otherwordly to your mama? Sure, you'd only been twelve, but you were sure that girls your age had done the same?

Well, the more you thought of it, the more odd your strength was. You'd always been... stronger than most girls. That was undeniable. Both you and your mother knew of this. It was something in the back of your mind, something you had to be aware of.

You were different. You had to be more careful when you played. You couldn't go overboard, get too excited, and the next thing you knew a girl had a broken arm. The strength you possessed scared you; you didn't want to hurt people.

And with your strength came blood, so much blood, so much pain. Pain that you had caused. You really didn't mean it; you just wanted to play with all the other girls, but you had done it now. Your grip was too tight. You had pushed her too hard. It was your fault, and now she was bleeding. Oh, oh, oh, she was bleeding, a lot.

God, how you hate the smell of blood. The look of it, the feel of it, all of it; it made your head go fuzzy and your heart pound in your chest, but not in a bad way. Not in the way of when you fall off the monkey bars or when your mama catches you with your hand in the cookie jar. It's in the way of when the boy you like looks at you or when you've just finished playing a good game of ball. It's exhilarating, exciting even. You anticipate the feeling of blood between your fingers, rolling down your palm, and staining the sleeves of your uniform.

And that's what made you realize you were different. You didn't feel like other people, other girls, other kids. You were different, on a fundamental level. Even in the basics, how you felt was different. Was different even the right word? You're not too sure, but it scared you.

All these things you were feeling scared you. You didn't want to get pleasure from hurting others! It isn't right, you need help, you concluded. And that's when you realize that your mama ran away because of this, the feelings you get. Your own mama was scared of you. That's why she left you; you now understood.

You came to this understanding a few years ago, around three years, when you were fourteen. It was hard to accept, but you learned and evolved to comprehend your mama's actions. Instead of hating her for it, you sympathized with her. You understood. You would've done the same if you'd seen your darling daughter grow into this violent way of thought throughout the years.

That doesn't take away from the fact that you missed her; you missed your mama dearly. She was oh so kind to you. You miss her voice, her touch, and her cooking. Your mama was a good cook, far better than you've ever been. At least she left her cooking recipes, right?

Now, you are left alone.

Well, not completely alone. You have the ominous presence, you suppose. At least, you're not completely alone. If anything, the presence brings you back, sometimes, but not in a warm way. You can always sense when it's near. Your hair begins to stand, both on your head and on your neck.

Whenever it comes around, you can feel your muscles tense, your hair begins to float, and it's as if you're being reunited with something. With what? You don't know. There's a lot you don't know. You certainly don't know why you're connected to this presence in this way, but you do know how and what you're feeling. It makes you feel weak, like a bug.

You don't like feeling weak; you don't like how this presence makes you feel. You decided that over a year ago. That's when you began to train, wanting to become stronger, which was far easier than you thought.

You'd train day and night, trying to become stronger, better, faster. You wanted to rid yourself of this weak feeling, this feeling of submission you felt whenever you were around this presence. You wanted to harness this natural strength you were born with, this gift you were born with.

You wanted to find this presence and beat it into a bloody pulp for making you feel this way, for making your mama leave you. You didn't know how, but you knew they were connected. You knew that this presence was the cause of your strength, and you sought it out. You were going to find it and beat it, though it only watched from a distance, never getting too close.

This presence had been with you for years. You were sure that you'd be able to find it and beat it.

You'll make sure of it.

#baki the grappler #baki son of ogre #reader insert #reader #fem reader #baki hanma #drabble #just a thought #not proofread #yujiro hanma #hanma yujiro #just an idea #bad writing #this has been sitting in my drafts for so long #i was so too nervous to post it lol #but idc so #baki yujiro #baki x reader

[baratiddyappreciator]

Dating Jack HCs

I've gotta do some more writing for my fav because I love him so much and he deserves more, just in general. NSFW included, because I would do THINGS to this man and I know some people would too, so Minors DNI.

Big appetite, but he's not picky. He'll eat pretty much anything you give him with little to no hesitation. Trying to do some baking and you're not sure if you added too much sugar? Just give him a spoonful of the batter and he'll tell you, flat out. He is partial to foods that he grew up familiar with, since it's what he knows best, so making him a good hearty meal. Steak and vegetables are a popular choice for him, but a nice chicken pot pie with bread is something that will have him melting.

He's not entirely helpless in the kitchen himself, but he's not really good at doing much. He can cook something the way he likes, and he can make basic things, but more advanced meals usually wind up either a bit burnt or a little undercooked. He's got an odd affinity for pancakes and waffles though. Get him to make you some and they're the softest, fluffiest pancakes and waffles you've ever tasted.

He's not really a movie or book guy, if he's bored, he'll go work out or exercise, but he does push things too far sometimes and give in to letting himself relax for a bit to let his body recover before he starts pushing himself again. This is your chance to make him enjoy your favourite pieces of media with you. You matter a lot to him, so he'll pay attention, actively participating by asking questions. He'll look at you with all the love in the world in his eyes, when you're talking about it.

On the other hand, if you take an interest in his past, in Goudou, he'll fall for you and fall for you HARD. You want him to teach you how to do something he cares about? He's putty in your hands for the entire duration. He doesn't expect you to push yourself as hard as he pushes himself, but he will push you to do your best. It stops when you say that you're done, or until he thinks you're not able to keep going.

He's not really one for physical intimacy, but with you, that starts to change. He likes holding your hand while the two of you are walking. He likes putting his hands on your shoulders while you're just standing around doing something, be it waiting in line or just standing around. After the first year of being together, he'll do whatever you want him to. Need him to pick you up so you can look at something on a top shelf? Absolutely, no hesitation, you let him know if you want to come down because he'll just assume you want to be up there for the rest of the time you're there.

He's rough and clumsy about affection at first simply because he's not sure of what you're wanting. His jaw is stiff when you kiss him, his hugs are a bit too firm or too loose, he doesn't really hold your hand, more like cupping it. Until he gets more comfortable, his affection remains lukewarm. You know the second that it just clicks for him, because all of a sudden he's just there, his hugs are tight and warm, he hold your hands properly. He's just so warm with his affection.

Please remember that this man is both blonde and pasty, because he won't put on sunscreen unless you ask, and he WILL get burnt. Will he complain about it? No, but you'll know he's miserable because he'll be moving very carefully, like everything hurts (because it does). Get some aloe and make this man sit down, he'll fall asleep before you get even half way done.

Holding his hands is a fantastic thing. His entire hand engulfs yours, you can feel all the little scars and calluses on his palms and fingers, and if you really pay attention you can feel his pulse. Laying on his chest is something else entirely, because all you can hear is his breathing and his pulse.

NSFW upcoming, if you're a minor then get lost??? We don't want you here?? Annoying ass kid, goddamn.

I love my man, my sweet little blorbo, I'm going to chew on him in a sexy way.

You can't really tie him up, because sometimes he'll get a bit too excited, either the restraints or the furniture you've tied him to will break, but he encourages you to try. If you're not one to take the risk on that, then just tell him to grab the headboard. He'll grab it and he won't let go until you're done.

RIDE! 👏HIM! 👏 RIDE HIM! He teases you when he's on top, but when you're riding him, he just goes dumb, it's like his brain leaks out of his ears, he'll lay there and watch you like you're an actual diety as you use him for your pleasure, and he encourages you to do so, because then he's assured that whatever is done is something that you want.

He doesn't really have any specific fetishes beyond biting and a strong breeding kink, so he's happy to try out whatever you like. The only think he is staunchly against is a daddy kink. Don't call him daddy, that will immediately kill the mood. The only other thing he has a problem with is him being the bottom. He's big, and him letting himself being that vulnerable takes a lot of trust.

Biting him while having sex just drives him fucking WILD, even if it's just a nibble. The second your teeth touch his skin it's game on, he'll have you pinned to the mattress faster than you can blink, though you're not really going to be processing much more than that until he finishes with you.

He makes it painfully obvious when he's thinking about getting you in bed, he'll stare right through your soul (before he fucks it out of you) and hover around you. The best way to get him to say fuck it and fuck you is to wear one of his sweaters... And not much else. Laying on the couch reading a book? Not anymore, he's got your legs over his shoulders, and you're seeing white.

Everything about this man is big. Big hands, big arms, big tits, and a big dick. He's got a girthy thirteen incher, and it is veiny, curves upwards at just the right angle to make you go insane. He knows he's big, and he's not the kind of guy to force something to fit, so he won't even try to push his cock into you until he knows you're ready.

This man is incredibly pliant to what you want to do. Something you can do is just walk up to him while he's laying down, push his head back and ride his face. He won't complain, he'll just get to work on you. Fuck his throat or his tongue, he won't care, he'll be in bliss. That mouth may be intimidating, but it works wonders.

He's got such big, thick fingers, they're perfect to ride. Just reach over and grab his hand, he'll let you use them, anything for his love. If you need him, you can have him, subtle or not. Grind on his thigh to take the edge off, or drag him off to a bathroom to have him take the edge off.

He's got that really big scar right across his front, and it cuts really close to one of his nipples. You'll find that one is a lot more sensitive than the other, and trust me, they are sensitive. There's not much you can do to phase him, but playing with his chest is one way to get him riled up.

#baki headcanons #baki son of ogre #baki the grappler #baki dou #grappler baki #baki rahen #jack hanma #jack hanma x reader #self insert #oc insert

[aifanfictions]

Write a story about Y/N is a model with Baki Hanma.Y/N is a sexy model and has a cheerful, friendly, humorous and kind but innocent nature

Sensuality in Silk and Strength

In the heart of Tokyo, where the city's vibrant pulse met the neon glow of its streets, Y/N was a name whispered in awe and reverence. She wasn't just a model; she was the embodiment of beauty, an enchanting muse who graced the covers of high-fashion magazines and posed for couture designers around the world. Her long, raven hair cascaded like a silken waterfall, her eyes held the mysteries of the cosmos, and her body seemed to defy the very laws of physics.

Yet, it wasn't just Y/N's physical allure that captivated everyone who crossed her path. What set her apart was her enchanting personality—an intoxicating blend of cheerfulness, friendliness, humor, and kindness that radiated an innocent warmth. She had the gift of making everyone around her feel extraordinary, and her genuine laughter was like a beacon in the darkest of times.

One sultry summer evening, after a whirlwind day of photoshoots, Y/N found herself in a chic, dimly lit bar tucked away in the heart of the city. It was a place where the ambiance was designed for quiet moments and whispered secrets, a place where the soft jazz music in the background seemed to sway with the rhythm of her heart.

As she sat at the bar, sipping on a martini, her eyes wandered, and they fell upon a man whose presence was as powerful as it was intriguing. Baki Hanma was his name, and he was a living legend in Tokyo. Renowned for his rugged strength and chiseled features, he was a martial artist whose reputation in the underground fighting circuit was nothing short of legendary.

Y/N couldn't help but be drawn to the enigmatic aura that surrounded him. His muscular physique was a testament to years of grueling training, and his eyes held an intensity that suggested a life lived on the edge. There was a mysterious allure about Baki that intrigued Y/N, a pull that was impossible to ignore.

With a playful smile, Y/N decided to make her move. She glided over to Baki, her long legs gracefully carrying her to his side. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, her voice a soft, inviting melody.

Baki, the man known for his stoic and guarded nature, looked up at her, his dark eyes meeting her enchanting gaze. For the first time in a long while, he found himself at a loss for words. Y/N was a vision, her presence radiating warmth and charm that were as inviting as a soft embrace. He gestured to the empty seat beside him. "Please, have a seat."

As they began to talk, Y/N's humor and innocence shone through, and she regaled Baki with funny anecdotes from her modeling career. He found himself laughing in a way he hadn't in years, her charm and humor unraveling the layers of stoicism that had encased his heart for so long.

Y/N's kindness and genuine interest in him touched a chord deep within Baki. He shared stories of his martial arts journey, of the battles he had fought, both in the ring and in the unforgiving arena of life. She listened intently, her eyes filled with admiration and empathy, and for the first time, Baki felt seen and understood in a way that transcended the physical.

As the evening wore on, the connection between them grew more sensual, more charged. The jazz music that swirled around them seemed to underscore the palpable attraction that had ignited between Y/N and Baki. They leaned in closer, their bodies almost magnetically drawn to each other, and their eyes locked in a silent promise of what was to come.

In the dimly lit bar, Y/N's fingers gently brushed against Baki's, and the electric spark that surged between them was undeniable. Their lips drew closer, and the world around them seemed to dissolve as they shared a passionate and longing kiss.

It was a kiss that spoke of the chemistry and desire that had ignited between them, a kiss that marked the beginning of a love story that defied all expectations. Y/N, the radiant model, and Baki, the powerful fighter, had found a connection that transcended their respective worlds, a love that was as intense and unyielding as the battles Baki fought in the underground.

The night continued with shared laughter, deep conversations, and stolen glances that spoke of desire. Y/N and Baki, two people from vastly different backgrounds, discovered that love was a force that could unite even the most unlikely of souls.

The hours passed like a whirlwind, and in the quiet moments between whispered words and lingering touches, the atmosphere between Y/N and Baki grew increasingly sensual and charged. As they left the bar, their hands were interlocked, and their steps synchronized as they embarked on an unforgettable journey.

In the days and weeks that followed, Y/N and Baki's love story continued to blossom. They explored Tokyo together, experiencing the city in ways that were both romantic and daring. The bustling streets of Tokyo became their playground, and every corner held a new adventure. Baki's strength and Y/N's sensuality blended in a harmony that was as intense as it was intoxicating.

Their love was not just sensual; it was a passionate and all-encompassing whirlwind. With every passing moment, their connection deepened, as if they had discovered a completeness in each other that had eluded them for so long. Baki, the fierce warrior, had become Y/N's protector, a guardian for the innocence she had managed to preserve even in the demanding world of modeling.

As they navigated life together, Y/N's humor and innocence continued to shine, tempering Baki's intensity with laughter and lightness. She brought a warmth into his life that he had never known before, and her love had the power to melt the most stoic of hearts.

Their love story was a testament to the idea that love often finds us when we least expect it, and it can be as powerful and unyielding as Baki's strength in the ring. With Y/N's infectious laughter and Baki's unwavering dedication, their love was a blend of sensuality, strength, and an innocence that could never be tarnished.

As the seasons changed and Tokyo's cityscape evolved, Y/N and Baki continued to grow in love. They traveled the world together, exploring new horizons and deepening their bond. Their love story became the stuff of legends, a tale of sensuality and strength, of passion and devotion that defied all odds.

In the end, Y/N and Baki, two individuals who seemed worlds apart, had discovered a love that was as intense as it was enduring. Their love was the fusion of sensuality and strength, a magnetic force that had brought two souls together in a romance that would endure for a lifetime, and perhaps even beyond.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

#x reader #reader #reader insert #baki hanma x reader #Baki Hanma x you #Baki Hanma x y/n #Baki Hanma #baki x reader #baki x you #baki x y/n #Romance #LoveStory

[lvl5]

- DESIRE: A strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen.

♱ NAVI & TAGS ♱ ♱ MASTERLIST ♱

- I’m ♱Sin♱ or 6, but you baby, can call me whatever you please. I’m a legal, BLACK, reader & writer! You’ve been warned so if you can’t get down with that bounce.

- I will write occasionally for fun, so if my post are sporadic don’t fret pretty baby! My writing will be MAINLY SUGGESTIVE & SMUTTY! Additionally, I’m far from a good writer and this blog is experimental. So don’t come up in my shit expecting 5 star dining! Final note: if you THINK you went low, trust I WILL go lower so chill out on that negative shit! Tread Carefully & ian talking SZA!

- I’m not new to tumblr but I am new to posting. So please bare with me on links, masterlists, taglist, awareness posts, etc.

- PLEASE give me any and all of your constructive criticism, pointers, tips, etc. on how to improve my writing and improve my blog! They’re greatly appreciated so don’t be shy!

- ALL ABOUT SIN: I’m Congolese and in love with the colors black, orange, and yellow. I adore Kengan Ashura, Black Lagoon, and Baki, though my favs fluctuate often because I can’t seem to finish any anime. If you couldn’t tell by my current theme I LOVE music as well!! I don’t have a specific taste but I love listening to bktherula, Ken Carson, jaydes, yhapo jj, destroy lonely, Bryson tiller, Brent faiyaz, SZA, The smiths, Panic! At the Disco, Steve Lacy, Future, and MANY more! I’m also into K-pop but again bare with me bc I’m still learning about it! I have sooo many interests that I can’t even remember to list, so again don’t be afraid to share, ask, or tell me about anything!!

♱WHAT DO YOU DESIRE! ♱

#black!reader #x black reader #black writers #new blog #tips #anime x black!reader #jjk #mha smut #idk how to tag this #lol #aot x black reader #kpop lockscreen #baki the grappler #kengan ashura #black lagoon #black reader insert #★ SINNY WRITEZ! ★ #bnha fanart #toji hcs

[bimbosandbubbles]

Guys which fandom should I do a werewolf fic for?? I need help! For context the werewolf will be feral so needy and downbad for you! His dick can’t help but get hard when he can smell your sweet pheromones from miles away.

He stalks and waits,waits to talk to you—for you to notice him until he can slowly sink his sharp canines into you so you never leave him.

#anime x reader #chubby reader #smut anime #monster smut #chubby reader smut #writing #reader insert #tokyo rev smut #one piece #jjba #baki the grappler #kny smut #kny x reader #chainsaw man smut #jjk x reader #one peice #bluelock x reader #blue lock #demon slayer #kny

[quennyquinn]

planes

T/N: Hora del plan G.

baki: ¿No te refieres al plan B?

T/N: No, probamos el plan B hace mucho tiempo. Tuve que saltarme el plan C por dificultades técnicas.

kozue: ¿Qué pasa con el plan D?

T/N: El plan D fue ese desesperado intento de disfrazarse hace media hora.

jack: ¿Qué pasa con el plan E?

T/N: Espero no usarlo. yujiro muere en el plan E.

baki: Me gusta el plan E.

Jack: a mi también

#baki the grappler x reader #reader insert #x reader #baki son of ogre #baki the grappler #baki headcanons #baki x reader #baki hanma #fem reader #female reader #kozue matsumoto x reader #jack hanma #yujiro hanma

[bluntbiter]

jack doodleee ; 🖤

okay sooo jack hanma brainrot has been getting to me and i’m not complaining 😻😻 so I drew myself with him teehee…

#baki son of ogre #jack hanma #hanma x reader #self insert #self ship #i literally love him so much

[leleouwu]

Ok so, for some reason I found Spec interesting so yeah, I'mma draw him for some time

Anygays, me and spec bc ye

And close ups if the pic quality is bad in the full pic-

#art #fanart #baki the grappler #baki hanma #baki #hanma #spec #baki Spec #baki hanma Spec #baki x reader #baki hanma x reader #spec x reader #baki spec x reader #spec baki #baki x oc #baki x me #baki x self insert #baki hanma x oc #baki hanma x me #baki hanma x self insert #me irl #self insert #oc #idk how to feel about him but i think i like him?? #idk

[mothwingwritings]

Question?!💕 Okay anyways LOLZ!😂 What if Muhammad Ali Jr. meets Yujiro's daughter, and Baki faces Muhammad and finds out he already met his sister? How would Baki react when Muhammad comments some "things" about his sister appearance, and mannerisms? And also what would Yujiro think about all this mess? Would he get jealous or be amused?

Btw I LOVEEEE your Baki fanfics!💓

Mr. Ali Jr is going to get kicked in the dick SO HARD that man will either A. No longer have a dick, or B. Have a concave dick for the rest of his life as a reminder of how dumb he was to ever fuck with Baki's darling sister. :)

Joking aside though, I really feel like Baki would let him talk his shit and make his comments. Go ahead and whisper about how good (name)'s ass looks in those jeans, or talk about how nice your plush lips would feel around his cock. Make insinuations about how easy you seem, or snide little observations about the swing of your hips when you walk. The more shit he talks the more fun it will be for Baki to absolutely beat his sorry ass to a pulp in front of EVERYBODY. And guess what? When Ali Jr. is beat half to death, blubbering in unimaginable pain, it's going to be Baki that gets to go home with you and enjoy your company. And he intends to fully enjoy his time with you, being pampered and doted on for being your strong champion. <3

As for Yujiro... It's a mixed bag. Muhammad's father is one of the few people Yujiro truly respects, and as such, he doesn't treat Ali Jr with the disrespect and contempt he treats most people. I think he would be pretty amused with Ali's flirting, maybe even commend him on his good taste. But the moment he takes it a step too far and either asks you on serious date or (god forbid) tries to put his hands on you in some way, that boy will be knocked out so hard his ass won't know what hit him. Since he would want to at least try and avoid killing him, Yujiro will instead make sure to put him a coma so that he's out of the picture for a very long time. :)

#No lie one of my fav baki moments of all time is when Baki absolutely decimates Ali Jr. #he was talking all that shit and he found out real quick #literally destroyed B) #baki x reader #baki reader insert #baki scenarios #baki the grappler x reader #muhammad ali jr x reader #yujiro hanma x y/n #yujiro x reader #yujiro hanma x reader #baki hanma x reader #baki x y/n #this boy is getting the hanma dick kick special one way or another so sorry ali jr #thank you for asking love!!! #yandere baki the grappler #mothwords

[yandere-writer-momo]

I finally conquered writer’s block. So enjoy a manipulative yandere Retsu.

This is for my girl @mothwingwritings 💕💕 Retsu is hard to write for as a yandere. This was a challenge

Yandere Baki Short Stories: Change of Fate

Yandere Kaioh Retsu x Afab reader

…………………………………….

Retsu smiled stiffly at (your name) when she showed off the soulmate mark she woke up with. It didn’t match his… they were not soulmates. Despite the initial he had on his arm of her first name. Despite the fact that his mark glowed around her… he was a one sided soulmate…

“I’m so excited to meet my soulmate, Retsu.” (Your name) smiled brightly at her best friend, the man still silent. “It looks like a K. Do you think their name starts with a K?”

Retsu finally recollected himself, a soft smile now on his face. A serene expression enveloped his strong features. “Possible…”

It was Kaioh Retsu. He was a Kaioh… couldn’t that K stand for something? Couldn’t his feeling be returned? For years he has always been benevolent to everyone else… couldn’t he be selfish?

(Your name) took Retsu’s hand in hers, a smile on her lips. “I hope you find your soulmate too. I always want you to be happy, Retsu.”

(Your name) and Retsu continued to have small talk but despite the subject change, Retsu couldn’t get it out of his head. She wasn’t destined to be his like he was destined to be hers… but why?

Retsu’s cognac colored eyes studied her jovial expression while she spoke. Why couldn’t he have her?

Retsu folded his hands on his lap and gave his hands a tight squeeze. He’d figure out a way for this to work…

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Retsu went to the library and looked up every piece of information he could find on soulmates. He was there for four hours until he found what he needed… that there was a second, more suitable person. But the fate could be changed if she accepted him over that person.

(Your name) had followed him from China. They’ve been together for many years, why wasn’t Retsu suitable for her?

Retsu sucked in a deep breath and sighed. He was terrified to lose her… he didn’t want her to fall into anyone else’s hands… he was perfect for her.

Retsu put away all the books with a frown. Could he convince her to choose him?

Retsu was sure he could… he was her most trusted person after all.

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Katsumi Orochi was her soulmate. Retsu came to find out when he saw the initial on his arm. Retsu was just lucky Katsumi had no interest in meeting his soulmate. The young man was too concentrated on his karate to care for such ‘trivial’ things.

It was easy for Retsu to keep him away from (your name). Retsu would take (your name) out on dates and continue on with their routine. A life without Katsumi in it, the way it should be.

And over the course of a few months, it seems (your name) started to give up in her search for her other half. It had all started to play out the way Retsu intended.

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“I think you look lovely in red.” Retsu complimented her outfit with a smile. The man stood beside her in the mirror.

Retsu tagged along with her shopping trip. The older man made sure to present himself as her lover. He’d carry her things for her and even pay for them. And today, Retsu made sure to pull up his sleeve for her to see his soulmate mark. He wanted her to know… to guilt her into acceptance.

“Retsu?” (Your name) asked softly, her eyes wide at the mark that glowed on his arm. Her breath hitched in shock. “Retsu… you’re my soulmate?”

Retsu gave her a hug. His arms wrapped around her waist in an intimate manner, which caused (your name) to blush.

“Mhmm…” Retsu sighed in a way that played with (your name)’s heart strings. “But you aren’t mine.”

(Your name) frowned in sorrow. She must have broken Retsu’s heart by not being his… was there was way to fix this? Retsu clearly cared about her and they have always been together… wouldn’t it make sense for her to accept him?

“How can I be yours? I haven’t met my other soulmate so couldn’t we be?” Retsu shook his head, he positioned himself to stand in front of her. His hands clasped around hers.

“I couldn’t possibly ask that of you.” Retsu moved his right hand to cup her cheek. He gave her a smile of reassurance. “I just want you to be happy, I’m perfectly okay if you’re not mine-“

(Your name) wrapped her arms around Retsu in a big hug. A few tears fell from her face. How could she not choose Retsu? He always put her needs, and everyone’s needs, above his own. Of all people, Retsu deserved to be happy…

“I want to be your soulmate too.” (Your name) whispered while she cried. Her heart hurt so much for her poor friend. Retsu was always so wonderful to her… how could she not pick him? “I can’t believe you suffered in silence for so long.”

The mark on (your name)‘s arm changed which made a wicked smile flash on Retsu’s face for a moment. But she didn’t catch it.

Who knew it would be so easy… but he was grateful for her loyalty and trust in him. Retsu vowed to make her the happiest woman alive.

“I love you.” Yes… Retsu loved her more than anything… more than anyone else. And he’d show her for the rest of their lives that no man could ever love her like he could.

#baki the grappler #baki hanma #baki son of ogre #baki x reader #baki the grappler x reader #yandere baki #yandere #yandere fic #yandere imagine #female reader #retsu kaioh x reader #kaiou retsu #kaioh retsu #retsu kaioh #retsu baki #baki reader insert #baki retsu #baki #bakithegrappler #baki dou #baki gaiden #baki hanma x reader #bakihanma #Baki AU #soulmate AU #manipulative yandere #grappler baki #baki headcanons #yandere x reader

[nina-renmen]

Yandere Katsumi x Black reader

Reader is female, mentions of reader having in braids. This is probably going to have a part two

Katsumi marveled at the woman standing next to Retsu, her head was held up high and the aura around her was strong. She was definitely a fighter, just like himself.

“ Katsumi, This is my sister Y/n.” Retsu introduced. Y/n smiled at him, slightly bowing in respect. “ It’s very nice to meet your acquaintance. Y/n started, picking her head back up. “ I’ve heard quite a bit about you, I’m Retsu’s adopted sister.”

Katsumi snapped out of his trance, realizing he was staring a little too intensely. But he couldn’t help it, she was just so beautiful. She looked Exotic, she must’ve been a foreigner. “ I-It’s very n-nice to meet you.” Katsumi stumbled over his words, his face flushing in embarrassment. “ I hope it was good things you’ve heard.” He laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. His heart hammered in his chest, the subtle beats soon became irregular as y/n looked up at him. Her doe eyes hiding what she was truly capable of. But Katsumi didn’t see that, for he only seen what she had shown him.

For the next couple of months Katsumi would always be near. If you were at the Dojo he’d constantly talk to you, following you around like a lost puppy. His eyes would light up when you would engage with him, humoring the man. Sometimes you’d bump into him at the grocery store. You even started having flowers show up at your door step.

But y/n crossed the line when some of her things would go missing. Sometimes her undergarments would go missing leaving the girl to go out and buy new underwear’s and bras. Other times it was shirts and even her favorite perfume. She was really annoyed after she finished braiding her hair but her bonnet was nowhere to be found, as if it had just vanished. She looked too to bottom. Under her bed, in her dresser, in the closet, everywhere. But y/n only huffed, grabbing her keys and leaving her apartment to go buy a new one.

Coming home, y/n put her keys on the counter after she took her shoes off at the door. Coming into her room y/n noticed her sheets wrinkled and her pillows untidy.

Immediately she stood frozen in the room, stopping her breathing to listen for anyone. Every morning before she goes to work she makes sure to make her bed and fluff up her pillows. This morning was no different.

‘They’re still here.’ Y/n thought to herself bending down and quickly looking under the bed but she saw no one. Y/n was Fumeing, practically tearing apart her apartment to find someone, anyone within her apartment.

Just then, She yanked open the closet, seeing an unfamiliar cloth hidden deep inside her closet she grabbed it. Angerly she yanked it out only to pull out something pick heavier than just a cloth. It was,

“ Katsumi? What the hell are you doing in my apartment?!”

#Yandere Katsumi #katsumi orochi #Katsumi #katsumi orochi x reader #baki hanma #baki son of ogre #baki the grappler #baki dou #Katsumi x black reader #Katsumi x fem black reader #Black reader #x reader #Yandere x reader #Yandere x fem reader #Yandere x fem black reader #Yandere #Yandere Baki the grappler #Female reader #female reader insert #fem reader #Nina-renmen’s posts

[duhstbunny]

was listening to "born too late" by the poni-tails earlier and its got me inspired to write ngl, maybe this’ll be my first fic post

#Phi grows a pair and posts writing real? #katsumi orochi x reader #baki #doppo orochi #baki x reader #reader insert #katsumi orochi

[baratiddyappreciator]

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

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

you’ve reawoken my old man thirst

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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