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sofasoap · 1 year

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Thank you for everything.

Pairing: König x f!Reader ( OC aka "Mini" MacTavish ) + Simon " Ghost" Riley + John " Soap " Mactavish

Summary: Time for Mini to introduce her new boyfriend to the family. Breaking Ghost's heart a little bit. and new found family for him.

Warning: M To E rated. mention of sexy time! Safe sex people! swearing, fluff? angsty in places? any geography and facts are made up a bit regarding to Scotland etc. For fictional purposes.

A/N : Character of Mini MacTavish is from @saltofmercury fic “ “The Favorite MacTavish” ” which she graciously let me borrow and write bit more expanded universe. Please go read her wonderful story to get bit of background.

“masterlist” for more stories to this Mini MacTavish expanded verse.

Note: I have FINALLY found my beautiful König

By the amazing artist @egg-ball. This is my perfect image of König. * cry *

Also this is my drool worthy Ghost “Simon/Ghost” - Credit to : @shkretart

" What you doing here. "

" What are YOU doing here, this is my parent's house of course I am here!"

" Your mum invited me to come."

" Since when are you good friend with my Ma? "

" Since a while ago."

Soap sighed. Don't think he is going to get anymore information out from Ghost's mouth, he let him in.

" Hi Simon! welcome welcome. " Mrs MacTavish rushed up to him as he walks through the front door of their estate.

".. Hello Mrs MacTavish."

" Johnny, be a nice boy and show Simon the guest bedroom."

Rolling his eyes, " Come on. this way. " Soap reluctantly lead Ghost towards the bedroom quarter of his parent's house.

MacTavish farm has been around for few centuries, famous for quality crops and recently as one of the big investors for up and coming Speyside Whisky. Although Ghost is more of a bourbon whiskey guy, but he wouldn't say no to a good quality alcohol.

"Where is Mini."

" She's gone to the airport and picking her boyfriend up. Should be back within an hour or so."

" .. Do you know who this guy is." Ghost ask as he put down his duff bag in the corner of the room.

"No idea. But he better be decent." Soap puffed.

Soap seen you smiling like a dork few times while texting, when he ask you about it you always wave him off and tell him to mind his own business. Makes him even more suspicious that you are trying to hide something from him.

"Ma! Da! I'm home!' Soap and Simon can hear from the back of the house as you yell. Hearing another muffled male voice greeting, Soap and Ghost look at each other, and walk back towards the front door.

A very tall figure was awkwardly bending down giving Mrs MacTavish hug and turn to MacTavish senior a handshake, both Ghost and Soap froze as they suddenly recognise who the mysterious man was.

König.

Chewing your lip, you typed and deleted and typed and deleted, before you decided to press sent.

--- Hello my teddy bear, are you free in April?

Few minutes later, you her a DING as the message sent through

-- I should be free, unless we get deployed again, is there something you need, Liebling?

-- I told my Ma and Da about you.. and they would love to meet you in person, they are inviting you to spend Easter this year at the family farm up in Scotland.

An hour. No reply from him. You heart dropped. Have you pushed a bit too far?

--- ONLY if you are comfortable with it! I can decline if you are not up to it or if you are planning something with your family!

You quickly typed up.

... Still nothing.

After the Piccadilly Circus incident, you and König got even closer. He came and visited you in the hospital day after the incident. Bringing you flowers and some Kaiserschmarrn.

" Wow, König, where did you get this from?"

" I.. I made it."

"... YOU made it?" This man really surprises you, he can carve like a professional, and now he can bake like a pro? What can't this man do????

" I rang my Mama last night and ask for recipe.. I borrow the kitchen at the Emergency centre to make it..." he replied shyly.

Trying to imaging a big tall Austrian man baking in a tiny little kitchen makes you giggle. You took a bite of the pancake and moaned. It is GOOD. Probably one of the best sweet you ever tasted in your life.

"I hope it's to your taste.." König wrangle his hand nervously.

" OH GOSH You better make this everyday.. It's SO DELICIOUS."

" I .. I can make you other stuffs too."

" Do you plan to open a dessert shop after your life in military König? If you do, I will be your most loyal customer."

König look down on the floor, twiddling his thumb, said nothing.

Due to his work commitment, you two only get to see each other when he is in London. But both of you communicate as much as possible through text, and in some occasions through phone or video calls.

It's a slow courtship. But you don't mind. Good things takes time, you remind yourself.

You can really see him making a real effort to slowly slip out from his comfort zone. Bringing you little gifts each time, little carving he made himself, desserts he made, little hand crafts his Mama and his Oma made especially for you.

You also can't resist teasing your boyfriend from time to time.

“ And MAYBE you can show me later how good you are at… RAMMING into people. My big teddy bear.”

" You know, I miss my big teddy bear in winter, no one to keep me warm in bed."

Everytime you tease him with these hidden innuendos, you swear you can see the imaginary steams coming out from his ears.

He is always hesitant to hold your hand, those big callous hand. Wrap around yours, making you feel safe.

First time he initiated a hug was when you two were walking down the street, in freezing cold weather, he saw you shivering. Silently he open his trench coat, look at you asking for permission, and proceed to pull you in and wrap you up. He is like a human furnace. You inhale. Smell of his cologne mixed with gunpowder. This is home.

You realise you are slowly falling in love with this big , gentle man.

First time you saw his face, and first kiss, without the mask, was when you two * FINALLY* spend a night together. ( The Holy trinity, you dubbed it later on when you recall the event to Emma. )

Emma was away visiting her family for her long overdue holiday.

" GO ON Mini, invite him to stay over, MAKE A MOVE, push that boy into bed!" She urged you after she told you about her holiday plan. " You can make a much as noise as you want with him and I won't be here to yell at you!"

You smack your good friend on the arm, " EMMA!!!"

" What, I am telling the truth, besides, ' she pointed at you ' how long you guys been going out for? over a year. yet you still haven't kiss him properly, let alone seeing his face in full."

You know she's right, at same time you don't want to push him too much. As if by chance, König rang you the next day informing you he is coming over for the long weekend.

"Have you book your accommodation yet? If not... Um. Emma is away at her family for the week.. Um. Do you want to... stay over at my place?"

You heard him choking, coughing and someone else in the background asking him if he is OK.

" I .. I ... I..."

" Yes or no König."

"... Yes."

" Right! that's sorted. I'll see you then!"

You feel like a teenager, all giddy and nervous. For fucks sake, you are an adult! it's normal to ask your boyfriend to stay over. You convince yourself.

He showed up at your doorsteps few weeks later, and you two go on your usual routine. Out for a nice walk, go out to local bistro and have a good meal, window shopping.

Slowly you two stroll home. You two took turn taking shower. You brew some nice herbal tea and sat in front of the TV, winding down.

You lean over and put your head on his shoulder. You feel him lifting up his arm, starting to stroke your hair, gently.

you shuffle into his space bit more. He stiffens. Thinking you made him uncomfortable, you pulled away slightly. He immediately pulled you back in.

You look up at him, searching for something in his eyes. Lifting one hand up, silently seeking for permission, his eyes drop down and look back up at you, you slowly pull his black mask off.

And there he is.

You smiled, " There's my handsome teddy bear." You whispered. With tears in your eyes, you trying to take his features in. The scar across his nose, across his cheek. the little imperfections. Tracing his features with both of your hand, König close his eyes and sighed.

Feeling bold, you swung leg across, straddling him. Tilting your face up towards him, he look down with dark hooded eyes, and close the final gap. Shy and tentative at first, it soon become heated.

You moan into his mouth as grabbed your backside, pulling you closer to him. You can feel his arousal. Grinding against his lap, you heard him taking in a sharp breath, and broke the kiss.

" ... Are you sure."

You nodded your head, totally out of breath to reply.

As if a switch has been flipped, he lift you up, like you weigh nothing, you hook your other leg across his hip, he marched towards the bedroom.

Despite both of you are inexperienced ( Hell, you never went past second base with the boys you were seeing in the past thanks to Soap, your cockblocking brother!), everything seems to progress naturally. He certainly make up for it .. somewhere else. and oh BOY. It was GOOD. You know you going to be very sore the next day.

He was an excellent lover. Gentle after care. He turned back into the shy König after the deed was done. " Did I hurt you Liebling? I am sorry if I was too rough... OH der Scheiß, YOU ARE BLEEDING!" He quickly jumped off the bed. You pull his arm to stop him.

" Hey love, calm down. It's normal.... after um.. the.. first time.."

" Still... I hurt you.. " He shook his head. He left the room, and came back few minutes later with warm towel, gently wipe you down.

Afterwards, he pull you into his chest, him being the big spoon, the warmth enveloped you as he whispered into your ears.

"Ich liebe dich"

Back to the present. You were still waiting for his reply two days later, when you begin to think its a very bad idea. One big step forward, rolling back down to the bottom of the hill, you think to yourself.

You finally got a reply after a week. He apologising but didn't give a reason for his late reply, and ask you for the details. You let out a big sigh and proceed to give him the dates and travel details.

Quiet chit chat as everyone sit around the dining table. Your Ma and Pa politely asking him question about his family and how he comes to know Ghost and Soap.

Ghost and Soap just stares at König as he answer the questions quitely, with you smiling at him.

" What is your intention with my sister König." Soap asked all of sudden.

You shot Johnny a look, Jesus fucken hell, does he have to make the atmosphere so awkward?

König gave your hand slight squeeze underneath the table.

" I will not hurt her. I love her very much. In fact, I am here today to ask for permission for marriage in the future."

Your look at your boyfriend with disbelieve, Is this the socially anxious König that you know? And what is this about marriage? Ah?

Soap was about to stand but Ghost press him down by the shoulder, shaking his head.

Everything was slightly blur after that. You vaguely remember your Ma and Pa gave both you and König a hug, welcome him into the family, even Johnny and Simon shook his hand , begrudgingly.

You suddenly thought, why is Simon here anyway?????

" I am sorry Liebling.. I should have ask you first.. " König apologised profusely after everyone retired for the night. You smiled at him and pat his chest, comfort him,

" It's ok.. took me out by surprise... " jabbing him a little, " I expect you to make up for it later." You chuckled. He grabbed your hand and nodded.

3am, you toss and turned, with König lightly snoring away beside you. You decided to go into kitchen to get a glass of water.

You jumped slightly when you saw a figure standing by the window.

" SHIT Simon... you really gave me a fright."

" sorry. "

Walking over to the fridge you pour yourself a glass of cold water, looking at Simon, he shook his head as you silently ask him if he want some water too.

Taping on the glass, you decided to ask.

" Why are you here anyway Simon? Not that we don't want you here.. you are welcome any time.. "

" Your Mum invited me.'

" Since when are you good friend with my Ma... "

" Since a while ago."

You rolled your eyes. You took another sip of water. Simon turned towards you, looking at you. You can see there's sadness in his eyes.

Putting the glass down. You walk over to him, pull him into a tight hug. Burying your head in his chest, you mumbled.

" I am sorry Simon.'

Ghost's heart ached You knew. That little bit of feeling that he is trying to hide away deep down, and it shattered when he saw you looking at König lovingly during dinner. The way you smiled at him, the way he take care of you. He knows he had no chance. You only love him as a big brother.

".. You are like a brother to me and Johnny.This will always be your home. I want us to stay as friend. I am so sorry."

He wrap his arm around you. Tight. Gave you a light kiss on the top of your head.

"You have nothing to apologise for." He murmured.

" I know... but.. "

" It's ok. I'll get over it." he sighed.

" Johnny can take you out and introduce you to some ladies?" You suggested timidly.

" I seriously wouldn't trust him."

You laughed.

Giving you a pat on the head, he left your embrace.

" I am happy for you Mini... I truly am."

" OH! I know this lady doctor at work.. She use to be in the military .. she's from New Zealand... "

" No sis... Don't trust YOU either to set me up with anyone." Ghost huffed.

You giggled as he called you sis. It will take time. but that's a start.

"My Ma and Pa really loves you as an adopted son you know.. maybe they will introduce my cousins to you."

" Mini MacTavish. Please no."

Poor Ghost got his heart broken. it's ok. he will have someone in near future that suits him. I just want to give him a family he deserves.

#könig x reader #könig x y/n #könig imagine #könig x you #könig x oc #könig call of duty #simon riley #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #soap mactavish #oc #john mactavish #konig call of duty #konig x reader #konig x y/n #konig x you #cod mw2

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armoredprincess · 9 days

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Okay, so, the manga I got my icon from: Hagure Idol Jigokuhen. It starts off as standard fare hentai, contriving for the protagonist to be raped by a horde of pig-ugly men. Whatever, except I'm an options-starved lesbian with a fighting kink, and the protagonist has this whole set of things going on: she wants to be a pop star but sucks at singing, so she pays the bills doing softcore porn. She knows karate because her dad taught her since she was a kid. Clearly a full-blown OC. She's also a dark-skinned Okinawan and it doesn't go unremarked on, so there's a race thing happening that I don't have a grasp of.

She has to beat up 100 men in a row or she gets "raped". The first twist is that she wins. Like, she gets fondled and the whole thing clearly counts as rape either way, but she saves herself what's framed as the profound dishonor of penetration. They introduce a lesbian dom and the protagonist beats her up too.

There's a clear glee in the idea of martial arts prevailing, and it's a fetish for the martial arts themselves but it's also like, an appreciation of the art form, and these factors are married and undivorceable. If you find martial arts sexually appealing you also have to find them aesthetically pleasing and ideologically interesting.

The martial artist's victory gradually overtakes as the primary framing device. It's phyrrhic at first, with the protagonist being so humilliated in such extreme ways (scat and zoophilia cameo) that the victory is basically just prompt revenge. But soon the sheer power of martial arts becomes so prevalent that it edges out the proposition that a martial artist could be threatened by anything other than another martial artist. Cue all-girls tournament arc.

As this is happening, the story begins to center women not just as characters but as subjects of social technology. There's an astonishingly intimate understanding of the relationship women have with their bodies, not just the athletes and sportive sadomasochists, but like, the other members of the protagonist's idol unit, like the girl with an eating disorder who purge-stunts her puberty so she can keep giving childlike appeal in her 20s.

The tournament arc presents a collection of female martial artists, a couple of which don't even have a sex thing going (about fighting or otherwise), and those that do are presented so honestly that it just feels, like, a genuine character with a somewhat skewed kink-psyche, yknow, like any real person. Yes, girl, I agree that women's MMA should also be allowed shirtless, for both feminist and horny reasons.

It's a fascinating development to watch unfold. I don't know if the author transitioned or was a lesbian coming into her own or just independently grew a Woman Respecting Gland, but by the end it's all-women's Baki with a public humilliation thing.

It never stops being hentai, but it's profoundly into the fighting itself even when the characters get naked in the ring. So much so that it finds time to explore the "combat sports vs martial arts" false dichotomy (a factor which would take a whole post on a different blog to explain, but which abounds in traditional martial arts manga - instantly conjures up the extremely macho Shamo, for one).

Apparently there's a movie based on this. No closing statement. Here's a collection of pictures of my favorite character (as pictured in my icon) being a fucking psycho.

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goth-boots · 8 months

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Baki OC - Riamu

I have maybe 3(?) Baki OCs and I don't know if I should post their stories and etc. It's not cringe, I am just shy(?)

#baki the grappler #baki oc #i better learn how to draw muscular men ;-;

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mothwingwritings · 9 months

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It is my birthday, and as such, I would like you all (if you are so inclined) to indulge me in this little ask-game-thing I have had on my mind for a while.

Slide into my asks and tell me your most UNDERATED on LESSER KNOWN fictional husband/wife/lover/all three. The key is that they must be underrated/lesser known (not like, Mikey Sano or Baki Hanma, though those are both good choices B)), I only want to see truly underappreciated little morsels. Supply them to me, I need the sustenance. I desire to see them and learn of all the wonderful, hidden babes that exist in this world. ლ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°ლ)

They can be from anything. Anime/manga, video games, books, movies, tv, a beloved OC-anything. Just make sure you tell me what media they are from and a little blurb about why you like them/what attracted you to them, and if you have any cutesy headcanons for them or the two of you together. <3 A picture is optional!

You don’t have to do this by any means if you don’t wanna, I just thought it might be a fun little thing to do and I am interested in seeing people’s underdog fictional love interests. They deserve a time to shine, and this is your moment to give it to them. ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

I WILL START:

Husband wise, Bunji Kugashira from Gungrave.

Look at this man. He’s an asshole, crusty, grumpy, and rude, but dammit do I love him. (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )づ♡ He’s a cold blooded killer for the mafia, but he has a very strong sense of loyalty. For those with the privilege of being close to him he’s like a protective brother figure (which is my weakness, honestly) and will stick by you through thick and thin, offering his support and protection even if it’s just you and him versus the world. He has had me in a chokehold for literal years and as a bonus fun fact, one of my first ever reader insert fics was a reader x Bunji fic that sadly got lost to the times after my old computer died and the one fanfic site I uploaded it on bit the dust too. RIP. :’)

I was thinking maybe, possibly, by some cosmic luck there would be a small resurgence in Gungrave popularity recently, but no such luck. ^^; It started out as a video game and a new game was released not too long ago, AND it’s from the same creator as Trigun and Trigun Stampede has become quite popular sooo I had my hopes. But it’s all good, I love you Bunji, whether you are well known or not, I am in your court. 😤

WIFE-Leo from SHWD

Honestly all you should have to see is the above image to sell you on the series and the woman herself. (>/////< " ) Leo is a kindly, buff, affectionate special force operative that fights horrific monsters that alter people’s minds. She’s cool, she’s strong, she’s compassionate, she’s flirty, and she’s an actual milf. I want her to scope me in her arms, dote on me, and smother me with her affections. She’s just… the whole package. She may be a little bit suffocating, maybe even a smidge condescending, but that only makes her more appealing in my book tbh. (´∀｀；) I love her and she’s beautiful and I would let her destroy me, heal me, and then destroy me again indefinitely.

SHWD is also such a cool yuri series and I wish it would get more traction. It has an interesting story, cool monsters, and the entire main cast is all lovable and cool (they are all hot as hell too so that helps). I personally think it would make an incredible anime (and I am not just saying that because I want to see my various wife’s in action, but that is a part of it loool) and I really hope the series continues, thrives, and gets plenty of support. <3

#please supply me with new husband wife of lover fodder I require the goods #I just like hearing you all tell me about your loves and passions especially in regards to hot fictional people :)#so I thought this might be a fun little 'gift' of sorts #but dont feel any pressure to partake if you dont wanna #anyway #love you alllllllll <3 #mothwords

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hectordoylesmalewife · 9 months

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Hello!! Call me Pigeon. He/him/his.

I write multifandom smut head canons and drable fics. Enjoy my cess pool~

What I will write~

NSFW

Yandere

Short fics

Headcanons

OC's (give a simple description of their looks)

Y/n or X reader

Gay erotica

Fanfiction drables

Personalized story fics

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE...

Non-con/Dub-con

Incest

Underaged/minors

Abuse of any sorts

Pregnancy or any type of getting knocked up. (I have a psychological fear of pregnancy.)

Child locking/Baby trapping

AFAB/AMAB reader (assigned gender reader. I only do gender ambiguous)

Romanticized mental illness

Multifan List:

Baki

The Evil Within

Fallout-4

Skyrim

Resident evil

The evil within

Better call saul

Breaking bad

Call of duty

Arcane

Kengan ashura

The list will extend over time :)

#resident evil #baki hanma #x reader #fallout 4 #the evil within #headcanons #drabble

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demonthusflamingo · 4 months

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Hey, I wanted to show you some drawings of my old original characters (OCS). In the attached images, you'll find Baki, Blade, and Xian. I drew them as works in progress, and I plan to add one more OC from the same story, Basil. If you're interested, you can also see what they used to look like in the image below. I made significant changes to Xian's appearance, giving him longer and straighter hair. I also hope to color them soon.

#art #illustration #sketch #traditional art #oc artwork #artwork #original character

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natik-lore · 10 months

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What are the species youve created based on?

Whos your favorite oc in the natik lore?

Ohh! Good questions! 👌

1.) So the Nati family is very much inspired by scorpions and other chelicerates (the addition of silk is a nod to spiders). I like to think of these guys as "pseudo-arachnids," or (affectionately) as "space scorpions."

They do have some obvious differences from the existing animals, for example the lack of pedipalps which I scrapped because I was just too lazy to draw them and the clearly defined neck/head, but they have the trademark chelicerae (those pinchy jaws), 8 limbs, book lungs, and other features.

In their original iteration, "hymdromons" they were meant to be a sort of hybrid of "hymenoptera" and "dromopoda." However, in their final incarnation, very few insect traits other than the eusocial family structure persist, and I do not consider them to be "insectoid."

As far as pop culture inspiration goes, they draw some very loose inspiration from the Krogan and Turian species from Mass Effect as well as the Prawns from District 9.

Other species of their world are based on Earth animals as well.

The Rexlo, for example, are based loosely on rodents.

In this page of chapter one (full WIP on Patreon), you can see this Rexlo skull is somewhat similar to that of a squirrel:

Overall my intention was to make the species rodent-like, though you can't really consider them rodents; instead of having pairs of large incisors, theirs are fused into a single beak-like tooth. Originally I had designed them to be ungulates, but I quickly decided that was way too boring. The "rex" in "rexlo" is literally me pulling from "T-rex" because of their short armed, bipedal shape. They are also very loosely inspired by the Thomas(es?) from Trigun and the two-legged mounts from Ralph Bakshi's Wizards (the Rexlo character Baki is named after Ralph Bakshi, because why not?)

There are lots more animals and even plants I could mention, but we'd be here for a long time. 😅

2.) Favorite OC is a very hard question to answer, especially since all of the main cast have traits that draw from myself, my lovedones, or some specific aspect of my life. If I had to choose, it would probably be Amto, Kitki, Sek, and Kos, in no particular order. Amto and Kitki represent aspects of myself, my childhood, and the relationship between myself and my older sibling, so in that regard they are very special. Sek was the third character I created for the story, and like the former 2 characters goes all the way back to the original concept I made in high school. She reflects a lot of my own anger and sorrow from back then, as well as the subsequent healing. Plus she's absolutely feral and cool and edgy. Kos is my primary antagonist and reflects a lot of my own insecurities and mental issues, plus I've always gravitated towards complex villains, so I've put a lot of extra love into her creation.

#asks #natik webcomic #characters #world #inspiration #amto #kitki #sek #kos

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leanbeefpattysimp3 · 10 months

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(I decided to change the look of her kimono lol)

Natsue: “Awh Solly you look so lovely! Any man will find you attractive in your kimono!”

Katsumi: “More like women but sure mom.”

Solomon: “Don’t be hating because I pull more bitches than you.”

Katsumi: “And don’t be thinking I won’t beat your ass just because mom is here either-”

Doppo to Natsue as the Orochi siblings fight in the background: “I’m so glad those two are grown and out of the house already.”

#solomon orochi #baki oc story #Daughter of the Tiger Slayer #baki oc #baki hanma #baki the grappler #baki headcanons #katsumi orochi #doppo orochi #natsue orochi #kaoru hanayama #jack hanma #kosho shinogi #kureha shinogi #retsu kaioh

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koifishart · 9 months

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Two more chapters to go... I will miss this story so much... 🥺🥺🥺🥺

I'll probably draw my looooong list of sides, such as last "Married couple talks" and "living as a Kitsune", but no more chapters here. "I want to be Your Koi Fish", the fanfiction story of Hanayama Kaoru and his Little Fox (my OC, Hanabi) will be officially ended.

#hanayama kaoru #baki the grappler #digital drawing #anime #oc x canon #fanfiction #fanfic #hanayamaswife #hanayamahanabi #hana yakuza #kaoru hanayama #yakuza #baki headcanons #baki dou #baki son of ogre #baki hanma #baki fanfic

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nightingaleflow · 2 years

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In Sickness

Fandom: Naruto Rating: Mature Prompt: Gaara/Aki, "How could you do this to me?" Requested by: @justmyownreality Pairing: Gaara/Aki (OC) Word Count: 1.2k Warnings: Sickness/vomiting, pregnancy, reference to sexual activity, infertility/difficulty conceiving, misogyny.

A/N: Sorry this one took so long. I wanted this to be a more positive story, but I couldn't think of how to spin the prompt into a positive light. At least, not until today!

This is set six years into Gaara and Aki's marriage, so they're both about 27 years old.

Enjoy! <3

MINORS DNI/NOT SFW

The beginning of Gaara’s day had been predictable for many years. He would rise while the village was dark and silent. He would get showered and dressed as quietly as possible. He would creep around to Aki’s side of the bed and kiss her forehead, then watch fondly as she smiled in her sleep. Then he would go down to his office and work for an hour or so by himself before Aki joined him.

This morning, however, when he opened his eyes, he was greeted with the sight of an empty half of the bed.

He sat up, blinking in confusion as he stared at the turned down blankets and empty sheets. Her crystals still sat on her nightstand, and the outfit she’d laid out the night before still hung from the closet. The clock on his bedside table showed it wasn’t even 5 am yet. By all accounts, she should still be here. And yet, she was not.

And then he heard the vile retching coming from their bathroom.

He leapt out of bed and hurried into the next room. He found Aki kneeling in front of the toilet, her hands clinging to the rim as her chest heaved.

“Aki? What’s wrong?” he asked, dropping beside her.

“I don’t know,” Aki replied, her voice thin and trembling. “I woke up feeling like my guts were turning inside out. I barely made it in here before I-”

She lurched forward, coughing out the next wave with a groan. Gaara grabbed her hair and pulled it safely out of the way with one hand, gently rubbing her back with the other.

“Breathe,” he whispered. “I’ve got you.”

She just whimpered, tears leaking from her eyes.

Gaara removed his hands from her long enough to summon and dispatch two clones. One he ordered to fetch Ameno, their preferred medic. The other, he sent to Baki, informing him that Gaara and Aki would be unavailable today and to cancel any meetings or appointments that were on their agenda.

As soon as that was done, Gaara wrapped his arm around her and kissed her hair. “Hang in there,” he said. “Help’s on the way.”

Aki squeezed his hand in response.

What felt like an eternity later, the wave of nausea finally subsided. Gaara brought Aki a washcloth and gently wiped her face. Then he fetched some mouthwash and a glass of water to rinse out her mouth. She sighed with relief as the acrid taste was washed away, looking up at him with silent gratitude.

Once she was somewhat back to normal, he helped her back to bed. Her legs trembled as they crossed the room, making her resemble a newborn fawn.

A loud knock came from the front door. Gaara made sure Aki was settled under the covers, then quickly darted out and opened it to find Ameno waiting on the other side.

Gaara had never been so glad to see her.

Ameno didn’t waste any time, striding purposefully after Gaara as he gave her a rundown of the little he knew. When they reached the bedroom, Ameno went straight to Aki’s side. “Here, my lady,” she said, pulling a small vial of medicine from her bag. “Drink this. It will help settle your stomach until we determine exactly what’s wrong.”

“Thank you,” Aki said weakly, downing the vial in one gulp.

“How long have you been feeling ill?”

“Since around four this morning,” Aki replied. Her hand went to her stomach. “I don’t understand. I’ve never felt this bad before.”

Ameno hummed sympathetically as her hands glowed with green chakra. She slowly passed her hands over Aki’s body, starting from her head. “Have you eaten anything unusual in the past few days?”

“No,” Aki replied. “All the usual stuff. And Gaara shared those meals with me, but it doesn’t look like he’s affected.”

Ameno glanced his way. “Lord Gaara?”

“She’s right,” Gaara replied. “I feel completely fine.”

Ameno nodded. “Have you been exposed to anyone sick that you know of?” she asked, returning her attention to Aki.

Aki shook her head. “I haven’t even left the tower in a few days. And no one that’s come into the office has been noticeably sick.”

“What about any unusual substances, like new cleaning materials or decorations?”

“No, nothing.”

Ameno’s hands hovered over Aki’s lower stomach. A look of comprehension appeared on her face.

“My lady, I’m going to ask you a very personal question. Would you be more comfortable if I asked you privately?”

Aki looked confused. She glanced at Gaara, who shrugged. “Whatever it is, Gaara can hear it.”

“All right,” Ameno said, meeting Aki’s gaze. “Have you been sexually active in the past six to ten weeks?”

Gaara suddenly went rigid by the door. Aki shot up, staring at Ameno with a mix of apprehension and hope.

“Yes,” Aki said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ameno smiled. “Well, there you go. It’s morning sickness. You’re somewhere around a month and a half to two months pregnant.”

Her words hung in the air, echoing in the silence. Then Aki’s entire face lit up. She pressed a hand to her mouth. “You’re serious?” she asked.

Ameno nodded.

Aki laughed, happy tears leaking from her eyes as Gaara nearly fell to the floor in relief.

They’d been trying to have a child since the first year of their marriage, and it was now year six. After the first year of trying with no results, they’d consulted so many specialists and tried so many treatments, both medical and homeopathic. But nothing had happened.

Gaara had spent many a night consoling Aki in the early years as she stared at yet another negative test result. He’d also had to listen to jabs from some of his council, suggesting that Aki was a failure as a wife for failing to produce an heir. One unfortunate council member had even suggested putting Aki aside and finding Gaara a more “fruitful” wife.

That day had been one of the few that Gaara had ever lost his temper in a council session.

But now, with Ameno’s proclamation, Gaara felt the stress and pain from their past struggles wash away.

Aki was pregnant. With his child.

He wanted to cry with relief.

Ameno smiled and squeezed Aki’s hand, then backed away. “My afternoon is completely clear at the hospital, so whenever you’re ready, come by and we can do a more proper exam,” she said. “For now, though, I’ll leave you two alone. I’m sure you have some things to talk about.”

Gaara nodded his thanks, barely comprehending anything around him as he led Ameno back to the door.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, he returned to Aki’s side and swept her into an embrace.

“I’m pregnant,” Aki whispered, clinging to him as if he might blow away. “I can’t believe it. It finally happened.”

Gaara stroked her back. “I know,” he choked out, pressing a soft kiss against her temple. “I can’t believe it either.”

Aki giggled. “I guess we better get used to believing it,” she said, her eyes shining up at him as joyful tears clung to her lashes. “Though I suppose that means it’s your fault I was feeling so sick this morning.”

Gaara chuckled. “I guess you’re right.”

Aki sighed dramatically. “Oh, Gaara,” she said, playfully prodding him in the shoulder. “How could you do this to me?”

Gaara just smiled. “Forgive me, Aki. What can I do to make it up to you?”

Aki thought for a moment. Then she grabbed his collar and pulled him closer. “Kissing me would be a good start.”

Gaara pressed his lips against hers without a second thought.

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Heart Shaped Wound: Yandere Various Baki x Fighter Reader

Reader grew up in Brazil but is not ethnically Brazilian (unless you are). I wanted to use a martial art I hadn’t seen show cases much in Baki so I decided to use Capoeira. Plus it’ll make more sense as the story progresses.

Also everyone is aged up past 21. Please let me know which characters you’d like to see. So far I have Katsumi, Retsu, Hanayama, and Jack as love interests.

I have an OC in this story who plays the role of your best friend. She is not going to interfere with the love interests. She is there as comic relief and for my guilty pleasure of sarcastic banter dialogue.

This story does not follow a specific timeline/ storyline in Baki. This is just a tournament being held.

Enjoy!

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“I think you’re in the wrong place, little lady.” A simple man wearing basketball shorts and a white wife beater smirked down at the (height) woman who stood in front of him and his friend. The two men continuing their sexist onslaught of the young woman. “This is where fighters come for the underground arena. It is not a shopping mall.”

“But if you wait long enough, one of us could show you a really good time. You’re an awfully pretty young thing.” The other man licked his lips as his eyes hungrily wandered the girl’s form. The young woman trying her best not to hurl in disgust.

The young woman with (hair length and color) hair tightly pulled up in a ponytail giggled, then two men blushing at the soft sound.

“You know what I love about you violently sexist clowns? You actually think you’re nice guys. That you’re just ‘being friendly.’ You’d never hit a girl.” The young woman smirked at the group of men outside of the arena with a smirk. “I could do this-“ She then reeled her fist back, punching one of the guys in the face, knocking him out cold in an instant. “And you wouldn’t do a thing.”

She then rose her muscular, (skin color) leg up, kicking the other man straight in the jaw. The much larger punk flying back, his back loudly colliding with the wall.

“Jesus! You’re not supposed to fight people when you arrive to the tournament, (your name)! You could get disqualified.” Another young woman with dark skin and black hair approached the fighter, sweat falling down her face from trying to catch up to the (hair color) woman. Zaria nervously casted a glance at the two men who were out cold. “Let me guess? Sexism?”

“You know me so well, Zaria.” (Your name) smiled at the brunette, the other girl laughing. “I feel like I could’ve done a lot worse. They’ll just be out for a hot minute. It shouldn’t deter them from fighting.”

��I heard this place has the best fighters in the world that come here. I can’t believe Mister Tokugawa specifically asked for you to come here.”

“He promised me a fun time. Plus when’s the last time a woman was asked to fight men. I don’t think it’s ever happened here.”

“Maybe he’s going to find you a husband before you mom-“ Zaria bit her tongue at the glare (your name) sent her. Zaria raised her hands up to try to calm (your name) down. “I’m kidding. Just kidding.”

“I have no interest in such earthly pleasures. I’ve been drinking a lot of matcha because I heard it makes you infertile.” (Your name) then cracked a smile at her best friend. “The bloodline ends with me.”

“Please don’t say it like that. You sound like some old nun or something. Plus, your mom might fall over and die if she hears that.”

“I hope she does. Maybe she’d stop pressuring me to get married. I’m only 22. I have plenty of time… if I live after today.”

“You really need to stop wanting to die. I don’t think you’ve ever even kissed a man before.”

“That’s because I’m saving these lips for the sweet kiss of death.”

“You’re insane.”

“And you’re delusional. That’s why your last name starts with a D.” The two women shared a quick laugh before entering.

“Thank you so much for making it, miss (last name).” An elderly man greeted the young woman with a smile, his dark eyes soon darting over to her friend. “Oh and you brought another fighter with you?”

Zaria bit back a laugh, (your name) interrupting her.

“Oh she’s just my friend. She’s my lifetime travel companion and emotional support d-“

“Yes, I’m here for emotional support.” Zaria intercepted (your name), her brown eyes glaring at the smiling woman. “I’ll be in the stands most of the time.”

“Right…” Tokugawa then flashed (your name) another smile. “I’m happy to have you represent all the different Brazilian martial arts. I haven’t met a formidable female fighter.”

“I don’t know if I should be flattered or insulted but either way I thank you for the opportunity.”

“You’ll definitely get you fill here.” (Your name) elbowed Zaria in the ribs before the Latina could crack a dirty joke.

“Follow me. I’ll show you where the other fighters are. You can get ready before your fight. You have about an hour till your match, so that should leave you enough time to mingle with the other fighters.”

(Your name) and Zaria gave each other a look. The Afro Latina wiggling her eyebrows at her friend, (your name) immediately scrunching up her face in disgust.

Tokugawa soon brought the two women into a room full of men, all eyes instantly flying to the pair in a mixture of bewilderment, awe, curiosity, and confusion.

“Play nicely, (your name). I’m only giving you this warning because of what happened before you came into the tournament.”

“Word travels pretty fast here, huh? I’ll take it into consideration but no promises.” (Your name) gave Tokugawa a playful wink.

Tokugawa laughed, his eyes crinkling in joy. “You’re funny. I like you. I’ll leave you to it then. Have fun.”

“Hey now that we don’t have to be professional, why did you bring me along?” Zaria asked (your name). “Is it because I’m your best friend and most loyal companion.”

“So if I snap my neck and become a vegetable, you can pull the plug.” (Your name) shrugged her shoulders at Zaria, the other girl scowling at how sarcastic (your name) was. “I’m kidding. Kind of. It’s so if I end up in the hospital, which I’m certain I will, I have someone there to support me.”

“Emotionally? Physically?”

“Both. Maybe put the pillow over my head and hold it down super hard too-“

“Hey what if people hear you, they might put you in a mental hospital.”

“Anything to be away from my mother at this point.”

“Hello, ladies.” A tall muscular blonde interrupted the two, a wide smile on his abnormally muscular face. What the hell were they eating here to look like that? Steroids for breakfast, lunch, and dinner?

“Hello.” Zaria smiled at the male, casting her friend a ‘do not speak’ look.

“I noticed you’re the only two ladies here so I’d like to be the first to introduce myself. My name is Jack Hanma.”

“It’s very nice to meet you. I’m Zaria Darosa and this is (your full name).” Zaria gestured to (your name) who was biting her tongue. The poor girl was almost in tears from not saying anything mean in less than five minutes.

“Well I’m guessing she’s the fighter. What kind of martial arts do you do?” Jack asked (your name), the young woman sighing.

“Capoeira.”

“See I knew you two looked out of place. So you’re latinas?”

“Well (your name) was originally born in (countries name) but she moved to Brazil when she was really young.” Zaria smiled at Jack, (your name) keeping a blank look on her face.

“You scared of her talking?” Jack joked, his dark eyes studying (your name)‘s neutral expression. “I heard she’s pretty feisty.”

“Oh she’s pretty nice once you get together. I swear on it.” Zaria nervously babbled, the young woman pointing at the sky. “Or may god strike me down if I’m lying.”

(Your name) also looked up, the young woman moving closer to Zaria.

“I’m going to stand in your general vicinity so that lightning hits both of us. So we die together.” (Your name) giggled, a smile enveloping her face. “Because that’s a lie and you know it.”

Jack released a loud laugh, causing Zaria to shake in fear. A competitive look flashing in (your name)’s eye.

Jack perked up in surprise at the genuine expression on (your name)‘s face. (Your name) was definitely eye candy in this sausage fest of a tournament. Maybe that’s why he was so quick to try to stake a claim on her. This was the first time in history of a female martial artist being able to set foot in this tournament so she must be special if Tokugawa himself invited her here. That or Tokugawa was trying to be more progressive. But he highly doubted that.

“You’re funny. I like that in a lady.”

“Careful I bite.”

“So do I.” Jack bent down, flashing his teeth at (your name). (Your name) pressed her forehead to his, flashing her teeth as well. Their eyes staring the other down. Poor Zaria trying not to piss herself in fear.

Jack pulled back with a chuckle. The muscular man placing his hands in his pockets in thought.

“You’re very brave for your size. How about I take you out sometime?”

“A fight or a date?” (Your name) asked, Zaria giving her friend a bewildered expression.

“You cannot be serious-“ Zaria whispered to (your name), her eyes blown wide open in shock.

“Maybe both?” Jack smiled, the other men paying close attention to Jack.

“How about maybe? You joke an awful lot, I somewhat like that in a man.” (Your name) flashed Jack a predatory smile, the two were like wild animals sizing each other up. Zaria began to tear up at how scary her friend’s face looked.

“I’ll see you around then. Good luck to you, (your name).”

“And good luck to you too, Jack.” Jack waved at her before walking off. Zaria grasped (your name)’s shoulders in terror.

“Were you two flirting? What the actual hell? (Your name), te has vuelto loca? Te has vuelto loca?!”

“Si, me volví loca hace mucho tiempo.”

“You’re a nut. A nut.”

“Aren’t you allergic to nuts?”

“I hate you.”

The two girls smiled at each other, their eyes trained on a pair of men making their way towards them. A muscular man with short black hair and some of the thickest eyes brows (your name) has ever seen and his equally muscular friend with darker skin and long black hair that was pulled into a braid came over.

“Hello. We would also like to introduce ourselves.” The taller of the two said with a smile, his friend respectfully bowing to the two. “I’m Orochi Katsumi and this is my best friend Kaiou Retsu.”

“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” Retsu gave the two a polite smile, his polite demeanor not going unnoticed by (your name).

“It is nice to meet you as well.” (Your name) politely replied with a smile, Zaria nearly having a heart attack from how polite the normally feisty girl was being to the two strangers.

“I am (your full name) and this is my best friend, Zaria Derosa. She traveled with me all the way from Brazil.”

“I’m also from out of country. I’m from China.” Retsu smiled. “I trained in a temple there for a long time.”

“That’s amazing, mister Kaiou.” (Your name) smiled. “I was trained by some wonderful dancers.”

“You may call me Retsu. And do you do capoeira? I don’t think I’ve seen a capoeira fighter here yet. I admire the origins.”

“That’s right. I ever learned from some wonderful people throughout the years.”

“You learned every dance you could. You love dancing.” Zaria joked. “Maybe we could go dancing after all of this. It’ll be fun.”

“Oh you enjoy dancing?” Katsumi piped up with a smile. “I think there’s a place that offers salsa dancing around here. Retsu and I could show you two.”

Zaria wiggled her brows at (your name), the female fighter ignoring her.

“Maybe. We shall see. I’m guessing you do karate.”

“Yes. I am a third dan of Shinshinkai karate.” Katsumi nervously fiddled with his hands, his dark eyes focused on (your name)‘a face. “If you ever want to stop by, I can teach you some karate.”

“I’m very happy to meet you. And maybe I will if you’re interested in learning some capoeira. I am not sure of who I am fighting yet but I wish the two of you luck.”

The two men gave Zaria and (your name) a curt bow good bye Katsumi’s face flushing slightly pink. The karate prodigy whispering excitedly to his friend.

“I think he likes you too.” Zaria hummed her brows narrowed at her friend. “And so did his friend. I’m a little jealous of you today. But then again, none of the guys here are my type.”

“Well I did beat up all the male fighters in central and South America so I don’t really have any interest in anyone back home.”

“I remember. Your mother was crying because you beat up every suitor she found.”

“I will not stop fighting. It’s something that is such a big role in my life. I will never give it up for anyone.” (Your name) frowned at the thought of her mother. Even though the old woman could be a bit much, (your name) knew her mother held (your name)’s best interest at heart. “I think she’ll understand after we’re done here. I probably won’t go back to Brazil if I enjoy it here.”

“What?”

“If the fighters are as good as mister Tokugawa say they are, I won’t leave. I’ll stay here forever.” (Your name) chuckled at her friend’s mortified expression. “You could always visit me-“

“No I’m going to live with you. Who will keep you out of trouble?” Zaria joked, causing (your name) to crack a smile.

“You’re the best.”

(Your name) shivered, the young woman slowly turning her head to glance at the person who was staring holes into her head. (Eye color) eyes clashing with the dark eyes of a massive man covered in scars. A predatory smile crawling on her lips at how intense his stare was.

“You need to stop smiling like that. You could probably kill some one with a look like that.”

“No. I just smile like this when I’m excited about fighting.” The scarred man simply took off his glasses and continued sizing her up from a distance. (Your name) could feel it in her bones that this man was powerful. Maybe even stronger than Jack, Katsumi, and Retsu.

“Well it’s scary and you need to stop.”

“Make me.” (Your name) continued her staring match with the stranger until he finally turned away. The ‘terrifying’ smile finally off of her face.

“We’re going to be finding out who your march is soon. So save your scary faces for later.”

“Okay, mom.” The two girls giggled before (your name) began to stretch. A smile on her face. She really hoped to face off against the man covered in scars. She felt as if he’d be the biggest challenge for her to beat.

She just hoped everything went smoothly until she was fighting the big dogs. They seemed to be the ones everyone else were avoiding like the plague. Yet they didn’t seem to be aware of what she was capable quite yet. But they would learn. They would all learn of how deadly capoeira could be when it’s sped up and actually connecting the hits.

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Author’s note: thank you for reading!

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