#baki x reader

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𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!scientist!reader, noncon, frottage, size kink, lots of cum, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day one [ pickle + size kink ]

you had been so close to pushing the alarm. so close to alerting the guards, and so close to being saved. your hand still reaches out towards the red button on your desk, but you’re held back too far at this point to hit it, restrained and helpless.

on top of that, you knew if anyone saw how much you were actually enjoying the beast’s containment breach, you’d be fired.

from this angle, you could watch your feet sway back and forth.

your legs dangled.

suspended at least a full foot above the sterile floor, a lopsided ovally shadow danced in tandem against the tiles below your stocking-clad toes. where your black heels had fallen off during the struggle, you have no idea. your shoes are the least of your concerns at the moment. your eyeline, albeit blurry from the crooked positioning of your glasses as you struggled against the beast, traces your own legs, and the runners of ripped pantyhose up your knees and over your thighs. the tears became more prominent, and your stockings more akin to the shreds of a cheap mummy costume hanging off your hips. it made your head spin, seeing how vulnerable and exposed your lower half was. your gray pencil skirt had been pushed up, haphazardly around your belly, and two, massive and clawed hands grip your soft thighs, from underneath, keeping them spread wide for the monstrous cock to rub against your core.

it was much too big to fit inside ( luckily for you, because as you stare at how endowed Pickle actually was, you could imagine the carnage a tool as big and hard as his would wreak on your organs ). Pickle had been frustrated at that— pushing and growling and snarling and trying to bite at the back of your neck when you squirmed to hold you steady so he can force it into your small opening, but your body couldn’t even stretch enough to take the head, so after several grueling moments of trying to cram and push, he settled for grinding against your pussy, instead. his movements were clumsy, driven by instinct and lust, and his hips rocked furiously, his grip on his thighs dragging you along the length of his rigid, powerful sex.

at first you’d fought and pushed and clawed at him to stop, telling him it hurt and that he was a bad, bad boy for doing this, but you couldn’t help that your body started to react. you started to get wet. your cunt started to soak the cock that was trying to slot between your soft, sticky netherlips, though it was much too thick, it managed to spread them, allowing them to kiss the expanse just enough to feel as though this Jurassic man was splitting you apart without actually being inside of you.

amidst your own mewls and groans, you could hear the constant drip-dripping of the primitive man’s thick cum as it beaded at the swollen, purple tip and frosted the many, many inches, emphasizing the bulging veins as it coats them in white, and dribbled on to the floor between his gargantuan feet. there was already a puddle on the floor. he had cum so many times that the release no longer erupted, but seemed to bubble out in a constant stream. either this was normal behavior, to breed and breed until he ran completely dry, or he was simply so pent up after the one hundred and ninety million years of being frozen that he couldn’t stop now even if he wanted to, you couldn’t be sure.

if you hadn’t been the unwilling test subject, you might’ve been interested in studying his mating habits.

“F—fff—uck—!” a breathy croak of complete submission— it was the best you could do when dominated by a man of this stature, a beast of his magnitude. your lab coat hands off your shoulders, your blouse ripped open from the sheer power of his claws, and your breasts flop wildly against the rhythm as your eyelids flutter.

not just Pickle had cum, but you as well, your release gluing itself in sticky webs and a glossy finish to your thighs and his manhood. “I can’t… take it…” you’d started to babble after you reached peak a handful of times, your head rolling around on your shoulders, your small body slumping against his sturdy, broad chest that heaves with excitable, ragged breathing and grunts of pleasure as he jacks his cock off with your body. “I-I’m going… crazy…”

what’s worse, you realized, is that you were only getting slipperier, slicker, and more pliable. if the giant kept this up, it wouldn’t be much longer before he’d force his cock into your poor hole, regardless of the fact that he must know he’d fully and truly break you if he did.

[ozzgin]

[Baki Masterlist]

Yandere! Pickle x Reader

"Was that Hanayama on the phone?" you inquire slightly distracted. "What did he want?"

"I'll explain more on the way, (Y/N). I know it's a bit sudden, but we should hurry."

Baki grabs your wrist with gentle confidence and begins to sprint lightly, allowing you to match his pace.

"What the hell? Did something happen?" you increase your speed without complaints, though you'd like to know why you just started running like a madman.

"Remember that caveman we saw on TV?"

"Pickle? Yeah, how is that-" your mouth hangs open for a few more seconds as you process the information, and as everything finally clicks into place you furrow your brows at the young boy. He quickly turns his head to glance at you and flashes an apologetic smile.

"I just wanted to see him with my own eyes. Aren't you curious, too?"

You press your lips together and just look ahead. When Baki is like this, there's no point in arguing. The two of you have developed this dynamic of a little brother looking for trouble and the older sibling going along with it, too softened by their affection to say no.

You assume you've reached your destination when a large group of men are standing close together, observing something in frightened silence. You push past them and notice Hanayama, standing casually in front of the large man that's been making the headlines for the past days. Your eyes trace the heavy dents and cracks left in the asphalt, somewhat regretful for missing the event that caused them.

Pickle turns around, following Hanayama's gaze. Among the terrified expressions there's a small boy grinning with excitement. Next to him is an even smaller human who immediately reminds Pickle of the woman that had approached him upon his arrival. His eyes widen as he takes in the soft features and smooth frame. The tiny human returns the stare, although with detached indifference. Pickle can feel his heart throbbing loudly in his chest. He doesn't sense any fear and that entrances him greatly.

"Hey, come on, don't be like that." Baki snaps him back to reality. "I've been looking forward to seeing you, you know? I wanted to meet you so badly! When I heard you escaped, I asked Hanayama to keep an eye out for me."

Pickle extends his fist, seemingly unimpressed by the monologue, and Baki doesn't hesitate to return the gesture. Within seconds Baki finds himself flipped upside down, but he quickly readjusts himself and lands safely, struck with amazement.

"Isn't that aikido?!" you gasp in disbelief, sharing Baki's reaction. Pickle immediately picks up on the fact that you've observed him and a satisfied smile appears on his face. Were you impressed by his newly acquired skills? Whatever bizarre techniques these humans were throwing at him weren't hard to decipher nor reproduce.

Pickle's musings are interrupted by a strong kick to the face. Baki barely manages to contain himself. He's panting and sweating with feverish anticipation.

Before Pickle can react, the tiny human swings her arm and whacks the boy behind his head.

"Oi! What's the matter with you? This is the kind of face you make when seeing your girlfriend, not some random museum exhibit. Tone it down or I'll let Kozue know what kind of pervert she's dating!"

"It's not like that!" Baki rubs his freshly earned wound in embarrassment. "And you didn't have to hit me that hard. You're going to scare Pickle off."

The large prehistoric man watches the exchange. He doesn't understand what they're saying, but the body language indicates that they're close. Are they mates? He becomes slightly irritated at the thought. He wants to know the pretty looking human better, but it now seems there's an obstacle in the way. He'll take care of it.

***

Pickle starts walking away, guiding his new friends down the busy streets of Tokyo until they reach the underground arena. Despite Tokugawa's anger upon finding the escape artist, you whistle in admiration. You wish you had this kind of spatial orientation.

"So, what is it you want to do now that you've brought us here?" Baki is the first one to break the silence.

"Baki, isn't it obvious what you're gonna do here? You know what's done here, don't you? He's picking a fight with you!" Tokugawa exclaims, the scolding attitude from a moment ago long forgotten.

The light above you is abruptly dimmed and you look up to see that Pickle is somehow standing inches away, towering over with a wide grin. How did it bypass your attention? Tokugawa lets out a yell of surprise; Hanayama and Baki immediately switch to a defensive stance. They didn't expect this.

"W-what is he doing?" the old man mumbles in fear.

Pickle places a heavy hand on your head and ruffles your hair lightly. You stare in confusion, unsure how to react. He bends over for a brief moment and inhales in rapid intervals, as if inspecting your scent. Once satisfied, he growls at you - perhaps in an attempt to communicate - and turns back to Baki.

"Is it possible he likes (Y/N)?" Hanayama hums, weighing his thoughts.

"In that case, maybe he sees Baki as his rival?" Tokugawa points out.

"Hmmm. Then it should make this fight even more entertaining." Hanayama continues.

"I'm in the room, you know? You're talking as if I'm some meat on display." you groan in annoyance.

"Sorry, sorry, (Y/N). We'll clear things up with Pickle after this, alright? Until then let me have my fun, please~" he pouts and looks at you with pleading eyes.

The large man grinds his teeth in anger as he's witnessing this clear display of disrespect. He's just announced his intentions to claim you, and this human half his size is mocking him in plain sight. He'll make sure he never gets up again. With a thrust, he lands his foot on Baki's chest and sends him flying into the public seating. The poor young boy gasps for air and passes out almost instantly.

Pickle begins to approach him in heavy, menacing steps. Hanayama raises his arms in his signature stance, pondering whether or not to interfere in someone else's fight. You don't share his battle etiquette and plant yourself in the path of the Jurassic man.

"That's enough. You've won." you claim in a low, assertive demand.

Pickle puckers his lips in surprise and curiosity. His eyebrows are raised and he stops to consider. Are you trying to protect your mate? Do you not understand how these things work? He's stronger and therefore entitled to his prize. Why wouldn't you want a partner that's more capable of protecting you, anyways? It makes no sense.

He gently presses your shoulder in an attempt to move you out of the way, but it doesn't seem to do much. He increases the force to the point he can feel your arm muscles contracting and flexing, though you still don't budge. His mouth opens slightly and he lets out an inquiring growl.

Looking into your eyes, he catches a glimpse of the same determination he saw in the man he fought recently. A smile widens on his face, revealing his polished fangs. To think that such a small body is holding so much tenacity. He's very proud of himself for finding a fitting partner.

You haven't attacked him so far, so he guesses you've reached a similar conclusion. You're probably asking him to let the feeble human live with his loss. He can, of course, show this courtesy for your sake. He lifts you by the waist and holds you above his head. He can finally take his time admiring your features. He wants to etch them into his memory, down to the finest detail.

"Well...that stopped him at least." Tokugawa comments with his arms folded, standing awkwardly before the bizarre scene.

"I doubt he'll harm (Y/N), so let's get Baki out of here." Hanayama climbs up the stairs towards the unconscious boy. "Can we leave you alone with Pickle for now, (Y/N)? I'm sorry for putting you into this situation."

"I should manage", you sigh in defeat. Once again you're left to deal with the mess. You pat Pickle's head in an attempt to secure your safety even further. The large man is elated and lets out some high pitched sounds that reverberate across the arena. He even dares to wonder if his awakening was something meant in order to meet you. That's how he feels right now, at least. A fateful encounter with his lifelong companion, regardless of where this strange new life might take him.

"Ooh, Professor Payne won't be happy about this..." Tokugawa laments, following Hanayama.

***

"I'm glad you're finally done with your Jurassic adventure", you tell Baki as both of you stroll through the city.

"I'm a bit salty I didn't win, though." He slouches dramatically and you laugh at his theatrics.

"You're never satisfied with anything. You should be grateful you didn't end up like Retsu, Katsumi or Jack." you place your index in front of his face, pretending to lecture him.

"By the way, did you see the latest news? They want to put Pickle back to sleep. What will you do?"

"Me? What business do I have with it? I had him attached to my hip this whole time, I can finally catch my breath."

"It was your one and only chance to have a boyfriend!" Baki teases you with a wink. "Poor Pickle is probably going mad looking for you now. Don't you want to at least say goodbye?"

"If I go say goodbye I won't leave again, so no thank you."

You slow down as you reach the intersection. This is where you usually part ways, so your conversation has come to an end.

"Well, it was nice hanging out with you. I'll see you around." the boy waves as he continues to the left. You check the time on your phone and stretch with a yawn. You can't wait to have a proper sleep.

You arrive at your apartment and fumble with your pockets to find the keys. When you glance at the lock, you notice a massive shadow looming over the entire wall. You step back instinctively and realize that whatever is creating the shadow currently stands behind you. Two arms sprawl out and twist around your body. You're overwhelmed by a now familiar smell.

Pickle rests his head on yours and closes his eyes. Oh, the absolute terror he went through when he realized you were no longer with him! The helplessness of not being to communicate this disaster to the confused humans in white coats, staring at him without the slightest idea. How did not a single one of them comprehend that his partner vanished? He'd trashed the place over in a blind rage and turned the city upside down in his desperate search. He never felt so vulnerable and naked and weak. Thankfully, he knows your scent so well that the smallest hint of it can get him running.  

But alas, you're here now in his arms and he vows to never lose you again. He doesn't know where he is or what this reality means, but he has one certainty he can cling onto. That you're all his, until time freezes over again.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Idk if your still accepting request but can you do a Pickle one where his old female s/o died in his era and now he sees her doppelgänger in the stands at the fight so now he’s all obsessed with her (I hope you get what I mean) 😆

Oh! So like a reincarnation sort of situation? I can do that.

I just accept whatever requests I want. I favor some over others

Yandere Baki Head Canons

Pickle meets his mate again

Pickle

Imagine Pickle’s surprise when he’s out and about in the streets and he spots you looking over some wares at a fruit stand. His eyes sparkling in recognition

You were still as small and delicate as he remembered… he had to see you

Pickle’s large form towered over yours, you could feel his hot breath on the top of you head as he leaned down to come face to face with you. You didn’t move a muscle out of pure fear. This was the guy who’s as from the news… was he going to hurt you?

But instead of forcing himself upon you, he traced his fingers over the skin of your face. A coo escaped his lips as he made some chirping noises. Huh?

Pickle was so happy to see that it was you! After all these years… you were here with him again! Pickle leaned his head down and touched his forehead against yours, the caveman nuzzling you affectionately. His mate was alive…

You were puzzled at your predicament. What on earth was going on? And that’s when he ran his slimy tongue down your cheek, a surprised squeal escaped your lips. Why did he just lick you?

Pickle smiled at the taste of your skin. You were still sweet… sweeter than he remembered, but still tasted the same. Pickle scooped you up in his arms with little effort. The caveman decided on taking you back to the ring with him

It was time for the two do you to be together again! He’d take better care of you this time. He’d protect you from everything and everyone. Especially those pesky humans

[iambilliejeanok]

Drabble

Baki Hanma x reader

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

Warnings: 18+, overstim, dacryphilia, NSFW

“Shh sweet girl, am I hurting you?”, he asked, pausing from his mind numbing thrusts, one hand keeping your waist in place while the other wrapped around your neck, his warm breath brushing your ear as he spoke. “n-noo”, you whimpered, tears running down your cheeks as you tried to catch your breath. “Then what’s the problem?”, he asked, the hand on your waist reaching to your front, searching for the swollen bean he was rubbing just a minute ago, his index and middle finger gently pinching the nub between them, before he began slowly rubbing your clit again with the pad of middle finger, using his index and ring finger to spread you out as much as they could.

Whining deeply, you squirmed against him, biting your lip hard when he started flicking your poor clit. “Tell me now”, he said, slightly pulling out of you before thrusting into you with high force to have you gasp, repeating his actions with his words. “Tell me”, but you couldn’t time uttering any words without whimpering or moaning, boarding a scream when he didn’t stop, rubbing your clit and thrusting into you at a rhythm that robbed you of any thought process. It only took a few more off these thrusts before you began squirting, Baki alternating to gently rubbing your clit faster, using all his fingers as he looked down to watch your fluids spray onto the already soaked bed sheets. “Ahhh, that’s it sweet thing”, he chuckled, talking to himself amidst your orgasm, knowing full on well that you wouldn’t be able to register any of his words.

Getting off your knees, you just had to kick the pillows in front of you, Baki easily pinning you against him as your body shivered, enjoying the feel of you helplessly squirming in his arms. But he did not have the patience to wait, looking for a dry spot on the bed to gently place you on your back, spreading your shaking thighs apart, hoping to make eye contact with you as he prepared himself for another round of his favorite part. One of your hands clawing at the sheets while the other sat over your mouth, your teeth gripping the skin on the side of your palm, something you did in the moment to try and relieve yourself of the overwhelming pleasure the orgasm brought you. Your eyes were shut tight, but shot open when you felt Baki’s warm mouth on your clit, tears flooding your eyes again as you began crying. Before he could even start sucking he separated his mouth from you, his face serious as he listened to you cry, finally making eye contact with you. “Are you asking for a spanking?”, he spoke, the expression on his face matched with the tone of his voice serious enough to intimidate you, shaking your head no as you also tried to speak, wiping the tears from your eyes quickly. “n-no b-bakii. I’m s-sorry”, you spoke, choking on your tears. “I’ll s-stop cr-crying”. “Okay angel”, he said, a smile on his face at your weak attempts too his yourself. “Tell me you want your clit in my mouth”, he spoke, and you couldn’t help the whine that left your lips at the sound of his tormenting words. Why did he have to be such a prick sometimes. “P-please…put your m-mouth on m-me”, you managed to say, making him smile your head falling back to succumb to the situation. And without waisting more time, he began sucking your clit, his tongue desperately exploring your dripping wet vulva, shoving the wet muscle inside of you, going lower to do the same to your anus, alternating between tongue fucking your pussy, your asshole, as well as sucking your clit.

Gripping his thick brown hair with your hand, the other gripping the sheets, your body shook violently from the sensation of all this stimulation, your throat dry as screamed and cried.

[gojocumdumpster]

Pebbles and Stones

Things Pickle does to show that he loves you.

Songs to listen to while reading: Like a Tattoo by Sade. "I remember his hands and the way the mountains looked..The light shot diamonds from his eyes"

Making things for you he likes making little crowns made out of leaves and sticks you have about 10 of them, he likes bringing back little flowers or daisys you also have a collection of those. Whenever you guys go on trail walks he points at the butterfly's to show you how pretty they are.

Grooming you, he likes messing with your hair a lot styling it he also likes does braids on your hair like he does with his, he will lick your face making sure it's clean and if you wear makeup he thinks something happened to your face and is licking your whole face until it's completely gone or smeared.

Squishing random parts of your body, he real like cupping your cheeks the ones on your face and squishing them not to much to hurt you. He also likes poking your cheeks and boobs a lot. When he poked your boobs at first he was wondering why they were covered with a weird material (Bra) since he's walking around shirtless most of time he wants you to do the same. So when you go to sleep without a bra he pokes them and realizes you don't have the weird material on so he ends up groping them.

Trying human gestures he sees people do. One day you guys had to go somewhere so he wanted to try and open the car door for you so that's what he did, when he did it you smiled at patting his head saying how much of a gentleman he was. Others are like trying to help you around the house for example helping you clean the counters, he watches you do it and then copies at you smiling at you.

Taking you to his Pillow fort he made so you guys can cuddle in he likes it because it reminds him of his cave so that's what he does and he invited you in it with leaves and sticks scattered in it while holding you in his arms as your guys sleep together.

[raidenbuddha]

Baki characters x Fem reader!

WARNING:SMUT! FLUFF! MINORS DONT INTERACT

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Yujiro Hanma

This man will literally make sure to smack your ass in public if someone is looking at you both. Jealous isn’t the word, but he WILL kill any man who hits on you. Yujiro will also make sure to leave bite marks all over your body to let EVERYONE know that you belong to him.. This man definitely has a breeding kink.( can’t blame me the show even practically says it) He’s obsessed with making the strongest kids to ever live, but even more so with seeing you cry when he slams into you too hard. Defo loves the power imbalance!

Baki hanma:

HES SO TOUCHED STARVED! (My mans😭) He lives for your affection. Baki definitely loves to hold hands and kiss you in public. (His love language) is pda and giving you little momentos of your relationship. You two go to a museum? He’s buying you a dinosaur plushie… Ok hear me out doesn’t Baki strike you as the type to hold your hand during sex? Tell you it’ll all be ok and that you’re doing so well? Definitely gives the best aftercare and cuddles.

Jack Hanma:

Jack absolutely adores you to the point where it’s unhealthy. If he could lock you away he would. The reason though is that you saw through his tough facade and all the scars and only saw a man who needed healing. Over time jack seems like he would get supeeeer flirty with you. To the point where he’s making innuendos a least 3 times a day just to get you flustered. Just gonna throw it out there- his cock is massive would practically rip you a new one if he put it in all the way lmao. Loves cuddling and carrying you everywhere after..

Katsumi:

Another man who lives for your affection. Int he start of your relationship he would stay over a lotttt and cuddle with you until eventually he moved in. Katsumi obviously brags about you to everyone he can and told his parents he was going to marry you a week into the relationship. Doppo and Natsue strike me as having Grandbaby fever.. But THIS MAN is sooo wholesome and blushes at the slightest touch you give him. If you egg him on however, it’s like flipping a switch and he becomes sooo dominant. Definitely going to be taking a few days off work…

Jun Guevara:

You two met at a dancing club and he was entranced with you since he’d seen you. Obsessive over you just like jack. Loves to take you sailing and gives you little seashells as gifts..can’t forget that this man is definitely a horny ass always tryna get into your pants. He be pulling out the Spanish being like “Mi amor I need you so badly..” as he kisses you. Okay but like Spanish guy so he finna love back shots no matter the ass(lmaoo) and probably missionary. Loves giving you his clothes and bandana after

[yurmomsawh0r]

Taming His Beast

Synopsis - Teaching your new barbarian husband how to be gentle.

Cw: Rough sex, biting, power exchange, creampie, pet names, Baki being a little mean, slow sex, getting caught (squint), reader on top

Hi everyone! Todays story was inspired by Zoey Dravens Horde Kings series and I thought Baki would be perfect for it! Please enjoy!

*All characters are over the age of 18+*

“Ahh!” I ragged moan escaped my lips once again. On an endless loop, he ripped them from me with his powerful thrust. He was a beast. A monster that brought my body to new heights again and again and again.

I couldn’t take anymore as he used my arms against me. Securing them behind my back with his one hand. Pulling me back against him only to buck his hips into me harder than last. I felt it. Another bubbling orgasm that was about to surface. “Yess. . . “ He groaned out.

“I feel you clenching around me little beauty” He whispered in our tent. “Give it to me” He said again. The dark tone in his voice was so primal, it made my heat hotter and my walls grip him tighter. I heard him moan a little. I felt him everywhere.

His breath on my back, his hands now roaming up and down my body, his cock deep inside me — rubbing my walls in a way I never knew a man could. It felt amazing as always but it left me aching afterwards. By now I had learned that my new husband liked to fuck, and he fucked hard. “Cum for me little beauty!” He thrusted harder and the damn in me broke, hopefully for the last time of the night.

“Fuck!” I was a moaning mess. His cock started to feel bigger and his pace started to fall. He was about to cum. No doubt in me. He was ravenous yes, but for some reason his seed filling me made him feral. Primal even. He always looked at me afterwards with such a possessive look in his eyes.

Like I was his prize and no one was allowed to see.

“Yes! Yesss!” Calling out as I felt my insides gush around him making him still, shooting his load into me. The warmth coated my insides, filling me up and sliding out when no more could hold inside. Both of us spent and slumped over on his king size bed. Lush furs tickling our flesh.

He was still seethed inside me. Throbbing ever so slightly. The intense heat from his body blanketed mine from the slight breeze that made its way in our tent. I knew I would be in pain once I awaken from the slumber I felt looming over me. Like a thick fog waiting to collapse.

Soon, that looming fog started to descend upon me. My mind drifting and my eyes fluttered shut. I felt a gentle touch. A soft caress to my small cheek. So soft that I had thought I imagined it.

-

When I had awoken, I was alone. Of course I was. He seemed to always be gone by the crack of dawn. Like he wanted to avoid me. I shifted slightly. The agonizing throb between my legs evident. My handmaidens must have heard me get up because the flaps to our tent opened and they rushed inside.

“Morning my lady.” They said in unison. It was odd, but I didn’t mind. Giving them a greeting in return, I forced myself up and out of the bed. “Would you like some salve my lady?” One of them spoke. I walked over to the basin full of steaming water. As I stepped in, a deep sigh had left from my lips the deeper I went in. “Yes please. After my bath.” No doubt they all had heard me last night. Baki did not take it easy on me. He was angry about something, but he seemed to calm down after we had sex. I can still remember the way he came in. No greeting me as he grabbed my upper arm and threw me on the bed. I remember feeling him gripping my hips and flipping me over so he could take me from behind.

After my soak, they dressed me in fine silk garments and placed my hair into a ponytail braid. I wasn’t used to being catered like this. My family always treated me like I wasn’t one of them. An expendable they could used whenever they wished.

I wonder if that’s how it would be here. Only useful when my husband needed to dump his load. I wondered if we would ever have any type of relationship at all…

The least he could do for me is be gentle. At least some of the time, but it was like he didn’t have a gentle bone in his body. Even as I begged him to slow down, it always fell on deaf ears. But not tonight. Surely he would want to have sex again but this time we will do things my way.

I turned to my handmaidens. “May I ask you something?” I waited for a response. “Of course my lady. What would you like to ask.” Daila spoke.

She seemed to be the oldest of the two so I asked her instead of her sister Mina. “How do you make a male. . . be soft for you?” I asked. Although I was a little to shy to ask what my question directly.

“What do you mean my lady?” I huffed. My cheeks felt hot. “You know. . Like how do I make Lord Hanma more. . . gentle. . . I’m bed.”

At the end of my words I felt my body heat up with embarrassment. I wasn’t experienced with dealing with men and that was already an embarrassment in itself. My handmaidens laughed. I looked to them with a slight playful glare.

“I’m sorry my lady, it’s just it isn’t often we have these types of conversations, but our Lord has always been, well rough. With everything he does. Honestly. He might not even know how to be gentle.”

I plucked some dried meat and took a bite listening to her words. “But men are simple my lady. They may like being in charge, but with some ‘encouragement’ any man can fall.”

“What do you mean?” She giggled again. “Get him on his back my lady. The rest will be easy. And I promise he will like it.” . . . .

-

Time flew by that day. Night had fallen and my husband would be here soon. I had drank myself two full cups of wine, and already, I felt myself loosen up. Tonight would be the night.

The tent flaps opened and the smell of husky male filled my nose. The hairs on my skin stood at attention and my heart beat faster than ever.

He stood tall and proud. His muscular body always did something to mine. It’s like my body knew that he owned it. As if our bodies called to each other. Constantly.

His eyes met mine, and I could see his iris flare. He looked upset when he first stepped in, but now, he looked wild. Untamed with lust. He stalked toward the steaming tub, undressing quickly before stepping in.

His cock already starting to rise and it bobbed and swayed with his movements. Just the shear size of it had me gulping. It was unbelievable that that was inside of me. Caressing me from the inside.

“I can smell your desire little beauty. Come here” he called out to me. Never breaking our eye contact. Carefully, I stood and made my way over to the side of the tub. “Would you like me to wash you my lord?”

He huffed. His body going rigid. His cock throb just above the water. “If you wish is my wife. I will not stop you.”

I grabbed the wash rag and lathered it with the oils given to us. With soft movements. I washed him. Caressed him in ways that I knew he liked. Thanks to the help of Daila, I had learned the quick art of seduction.

As I reached over to wash his hard length, I felt the sheer dress stick to my body from the water. My breast were on full display for his pleasure. Bake had no shame in staring at him. Even if it made me uncomfortable, nervous or even lust filled. I was his wife, and as he put it before. He could do what he pleased.

I gripped the base of his shaft with the rag and drew a long tug upwards on it. A growl escaped my husbands lips as I did it again and again and again, until his length was full on hard and hot.

A gasp left me as he gripped my sheer dress and yanked it from my body. The tattered rags fell from my body and instantly, I was exposed.

His hand caressed my bottom before he went to my most softest place. “Well little beauty. Are you wet from just washing me? It seems so.” I couldn’t help but moan when he rubbing circles on my clit. My body moving on its own to grind into him.

Suddenly he stood from the bath, grabbing me into his arms and taking us straight to our bed. He laid me down and went to dive in between my legs, but I pushed him away. His brows creased. “I do not have time for your stubborn games tonight, do not try to stop me now.” He spoke. Again he tried to pull my flesh against his, only to be stopped a second time.

Quickly I sat up. Placing my hands on his face before drawing his lips to mine. I could already see the fight in his eyes dwindling. Our lips melted together in a slow dance. His tongue brushing against my lips asking for access to which I gave. I sucked on the tip of his tongue and like the wild man he was, he gripped my backside roughly.

Slowly, while he was distracted, I pushed him down onto the furs. Straddling his rock hard body. My cunt dripping with need. A gentle need.

Reaching behind me, I gripped him in my hand and stroking ever so slowly. He hissed. “Little beauty…” he called out a warning by saying my pet meals. “Have patience my lord.” I said softly as I stroked him again. A bead of his seed falling onto my hand.

Lifting myself slightly, I positioned us so that the head of his cock lined with my opening. His hands flew to my sides, trying to roughly pull me down, but I stopped him. I gripped his hands in mine and removed them from me. “What are you doing wife. I told you. No games.”

“I am not playing games your highness. I’m just being gentle.” He narrowed his brown eyes at me but relaxed his hold on me.

I stared into his eyes as I slid down on him. Both of us releasing a gasp once he touched my back wall. Placing my hands on his chest, I slowly slid up and back down. A loop I continued until I found a good rhythm. “Ah. ..” I moaned. Baki started to thrust upwards ever so softly. Matching my pace.

Although I felt full and slight pain from him hitting my cervix, I felt alive. Powerful even. He gripped my breast gently and played with my nipples till they peaked.

I think he was starting to realize this was something I liked. My big bulky husband being gentle, and for my eyes only. “Do you like when I play with you breast little beauty?” He asked me. His voice deep and lulling me into him further. My hips started to grind a little faster as I felt my peak nearing. “Yes, I do. I love it!” He took one into his mouth. Pulling and tugging gently with his teeth and lapping them with his tongue.

“Oh gods!” I moaned louder. My insides clenched around him and I heard him suck in air. I rocked back and forth, chasing my orgasm that was so, so close.

“Are you going to cum for me little beauty?” He asked me. His hands now on my ass. Spreading me even more. “Yess my lord!”

“Then cum for me. .” And I did. Just freely falling over the edge of pleasure. “Ohhh fucck!” I collapsed on his chest, allowing him to take over and thrust into me as his pleased. Taking me, fucking me into my next orgasm and to his.

My juices spraying all over his shaft.

He roared fiercely, stilling himself as his seed shot into me. Coating me deliciously. He rocked me against his body, chasing the last of our orgasms. The last of his seed falling into my womb.

We laid there for a while until our breaths evened out. He rubbed my back with his rough calloused hands, but I loved them on me. They felt warm and safe.

“You will be the death of me little beauty. But it will be an honorable death.”

As I drifted off, I felt him place a gentle kiss to my forehead.

“Sleep little one.”

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“The Boy Next Door” 💓

[chaichaiiskai]

Hello, can I request a Baki x male reader smut

Like baki was in class and they were doing a quiz and he didn't do it and never even wrote on his paper because he was staring at reader who sat in front of him, and reader is a really pretty boy and pretty thick and smol like bunny And baki kinda has a thing for him, so the teacher assigned pretty boy as bakis tutor and they go to bakis place, and baki admits his feelings and they do the dirty 👉👈

baki hanma! x pretty boy! male reader

note: i’ve never written for baki before but fuck yeah i accept this request!! (if you see repeated paragraphs, its a tumblr glitch and i cant delete them w/o fuckin’ up the actual post so im sorry in advance 😭)

warnings: amab reader, male reader, he/him pronouns, homophobes dni, anal, fingering, unprotected sex,

How can a guy be so pretty? It doesn’t make sense.

Not to Baki at least, and he’s a pretty smart guy when he wants to be, which reminds him of the empty quiz paper on his desk.

For just a split moment he looks down at the paper after tearing his eyes away from you, sitting in front of him, diligently completing your quiz like the good student you are. Baki thinks you’re cute. Fuckable, actually, but he wouldn’t mind getting to know you better…

Eventually, his mind begins to wander as he stares at you, daydreaming, and sometime after, the teacher comes by and snatches his unfinished quiz from the desk, observing it. Baki hadn’t even written his name on it, let alone fill out of any of the answers. And what’s worse, pretty much everyone had already left the classroom for break besides Baki, you, and the teacher.

With a frustrated sigh, the man rubs at his forehead with one hand as Baki turns his attention from you for the first time in an hour to stare lazily at the irritated man in front of him.

“What’s the problem, old man? You’re gonna get wrinkles if ya keep thinkin’ too hard.” Baki smugly teased, crossing his arms over his well-built chest that’s a little too built for a third year High Schooler, leaning back in his seat with the most carefree look present on his face.

The irritation on the instructor’s face only gets worse but then he sighs, shaking his head. “If it weren’t for you, the class average wouldn’t be so low. You need a tutor…” His eyes roamed around the room for a split second before they landed on you, currently tapping away at something on your phone, completely unbothered and not listening to the other men chat in the classroom. That was until your heard your name being called, causing you to look up in curiosity at your teacher who’s now standing in front of your desk, motioning to your fellow classmate who’s now shamelessly staring you down with a smirk on his face.

Somehow, you’d ended up accepting your teacher’s (pleading) request to tutor the laziest (and hottest) student in your class. Now, you were walking by his side, looking like a tiny little thing in comparison to his hulking form despite being the same age and you were pretty sure you were a couple months older than him.

As Baki suggested, you would be tutoring him at his place and so here you were, walking with him to his home. As you approached, you took note of the egregious amounts of graffiti on the walls as well as the outside of his house, which piqued your interest. This seemed to not go unnoticed by Baki whilst you began to approach his front door as he spoke up, explaining the meaning behind the vandalism.

“‘s lot of people out there that I’ve fought who’ve lost, or people who want to fight me but know they can’t win, so this is the next best thing, the only thing they can do to save face. I don’t really mind, ‘s not a big deal.” He said, shrugging his shoulders as he took out his key to slide open the door and led you inside, taking off his shoes near the front door to start walking further into his home. You nodded sheepishly at his explanation, frowning a little at the thought of people being such cowards to do such a thing instead of facing him head on.

As you followed him deeper into his home, you realized the place was a lot cleaner than you’d anticipated and before you knew it, you were in his bedroom.

Baki watched curiously as you sat down on the floor at the table beside his bed and started to slowly unpack things from your bag, setting them on top of the table. He could practically smell how nervous you were and it amused him greatly. He was also thinking about other things (like how soft and pliable you look) but he saved those thoughts for later.

Following your example, he sat down at the table right beside you, barely leaving any space between the two of you, your knees knocking together. Subconsciously, you shivered and set the last of your things down onto the table, not daring to meet his observant eyes as he stares at the side of your face, waiting for you to do something. In your peripheral you can see him with his elbow resting on the table now, his chin propped up in the palm of his hand, staring at you with amusement lingering in his gaze.

Your tongue darts out of your mouth and swipes at your lips in an attempt to wet them which doesn’t go unnoticed by Baki. In fact, he wonders what it would be like to kiss you, better yet, to get beneath your school uniform.

Before he can open his mouth to /insinuate/ these thoughts, you’re already speaking up.

“So.. I suppose we should work on homework first for class and… and you can ask me for any help i-if you need it..?” You suggested, though it sounded more like a question than a set plan of action.

Baki grinned lazily.

How cute.

He thought about it briefly but then hummed in acknowledgement, deciding to play along for now before he could put his own plans into action.

Surprisingly, to you at least, Baki had started working on his own homework beside you, what was even crazier was that he’d finished before you and now he was just staring again. Almost like he was waiting for you to finish up with your responsibilities before he’d swipe down and attack you. The thought made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, but it wasn’t exactly out of fear.

Some time passed, the room filled with strangely comfortable silence aside from the sounds of your pencil and your breathing. Noticing you finish off the last question, Baki set his plan in motion.

“L/N-san… anyone ever tell you how pretty you are?” Baki nonchalantly asked, watching as you skittishly flinched at the compliment, snapping your gaze towards to him to look at him in bewilderment, reminding him of a startled animal.

Unable to help himself, he reaches towards you and cradles your chin in his hand, swiping his thumb over your bottom lip in curiosity. His eyes are studying your face as he looks down at you, once again reminding you just how easily he could snap you in half even if he barely lifted a finger. However, the hold he had on your chin was gentle and caring, he was mesmerized by the feel of your lips over the rough skin on his calloused thumb, along with your skin.

Soft. Pillowy. Moisturized. You take care of yourself. He likes that. It is a strike contrast to his skin that’s been hardened by brutality and overzealous training that’s turned his entire body into borderline stone. You were just so soft, he wanted to see what other parts were the same.

And despite not getting a verbal and coherent answer from you regarding his previous question, he continues.

“Prettier than any girl I’ve seen. I’d call ya handsome but…” He watches as you blink in surprise, your cutesy lashes kissing your cheeks as you look back up at him, slightly pouting at the start of his backhanded compliment. “— don’t think that fits you. Y’know… ya kinda remind me of a little bunny. You’re skittish like one. And you’re tiny. Bet I could pick you up with one hand.”

His sultry voice and the teasing tone makes something stir inside of you, along with an unneeded erection in your pants. Were your pants always this tight? Sure, they always fit a little snug around your hips and thighs but— What was he trying to say? It would probably be in your best interest to ask him.

“A bunny…? Is that a compliment or.. or an insult?” You softly ask, awaiting for his answer, hanging onto every word that leaves his mouth. For some reason, your gaze has dropped from his eyes to the little beauty mark above his his top lip, and then down to his lips as they move, speaking sweet things to you.

“A compliment, of course. I wouldn’t insult the guy I like, after all.”

You paused, looking back at his eyes, your nose scrunching up along with your eyebrows as you decipher his words, the shock apparent in the look you’re giving him.

Baki smiles.

You really are a little bunny. Makes him want to protect you at all costs, even though he’s sure you can take care of yourself, which is something he also likes about you.

And then you parrot his words right back at him, mainly in disbelief as you feel the heat rise in your face and the rest of your body.

“You… you like me? Like— romantically or..?”

“Pfft. Yeah, romantically. I think you’re cute, smart, adorable, pretty… I wanna get to know you better, and I think I know how to get started.” His words make you curious, eyeing him in suspicion as you may or may not have an idea at what he’s hinting at. “Is that so? Alright, well, I’m open to whatever you have in mind..” You whisper, not rejecting his advances in the slightest without directly stating that you felt the same way about him.

Truthfully, you’ve had a tiny bit of a crush on the class’s sweetheart, but who didn’t? You weren’t even sure if he liked guys, especially not with the rumors of him having a girlfriend or two. But here he was, leaning in and smashing his lips against yours like he was trying to steal the oxygen straight from your lungs and give you the oxygen from his own.

You’d never been so passionately kissed before so it was easy to get lost in it, not even minding the way he effortlessly lifts you into his lap, your fingers tangling up in his cherry red hair, scratching at his scalp, causing him to moan at the unexpected affection.

As he’s holding you in his lap and your kiss turns into a flurry of open mouthed kisses, the sound of your soft pants being swallowed up by the larger man as he kisses you, his hands move down to squeeze at the plush of your ass, enjoying the feel of it in his hands. Rarely does he get to experience such softness beneath is fingers, he was going to cherish every second of this for as long as it went on.

With a little maneuvering from the both of you, you’re both soon rid of your school uniforms and were now in nothing but your boxers, bulging tents furiously rubbing against each other. Baki continued to fondle your ass while guiding your hips, rocking them back and forth so that were dry humping his cock with your own, his lips now connected to your neck. The sweet sounds you’re making spur him own as he litters your neck in love bites and marks that display that you’re his and only his.

The impatience between the two of you steadily grows but Baki takes the first step, standing up with you in his arms as he takes you to his bed and lays you down on top of it, moving to hover his bulky and muscular frame over your small but curvaceous one. In a moment of clarity, watching as he goes into the nightstand beside his bed to pull out a bottle of lube, you speak up.

“W-wait, what about your parents…?” You worriedly ask, not wanting to be caught in the middle of your risqué behavior by the adults in Baki’s home, to which he only chuckles and tugs your boxers down, exposing your bare lower body to his eyes. “I live alone. Don’t worry.” You squeak in surprise when you feel a rush of cold air brush over your cock, your shaft twitching as a bead of precum lands on your belly.

Baki grins at your reaction, finding you even more adorable as he tugs his own boxers down but not fully off, giving you a clear view of what he’s packing.

It’s big just like the rest of him. Should you really be all that surprised?

You gulped worriedly, instinctively backing up a little further up the bed away from him. “I— woah woah woah, I don’t think that’s gonna f-fit me.. Uh.. maybe I could just—“ “Ah ah ah. C’mon Y/N-sama,” he says, purring your first name in a way that instantly turns you into butter, “I’ll prep you first. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?”

Wait, boyfriend? Did that mean you two were exclusive now?

You had no time to ponder the thought when you felt something thick and slippery in your hole, instantly making your back arch off of the bed, a mewl of surprise, pain, and pleasure erupting from your parted lips.

“Haah..!”

Looking down to see the culprit of this strange feeling, you see that Baki’s lubed up his right hand and had stuck one of his calloused fingers in your ass, stretching you out with the meaty digit. After giving you a little time to adjust to the intrusion, he starts to pump it in and out, purposely hitting your prostate each and every time while he watched you squirm and call his name, begging him to slow down and give you some more time to adjust.

Baki does the opposite, in fact, he doesn’t stop fucking you stupid with his fingers until he watches you spray cum all over your belly, decorating your skin in your own white sticky nectar. Then, he slowly pulls his fingers out, watching you pant and tremble on top of his bed, your eyes glossy with blissful tears. You then watch as he scoops up the cum from your belly and sucks it from the fingers he’d just finished fucking you with.

“Fuck, you’re so cute… Think you can flip over on your stomach for me or do you need some help?” He asks you, watching as you looked up at him, still trying to calm down from your first orgasm of the evening, as well as seeing him eat your cum. When he gets no response, he laughs lowly and decides for you, promptly grabbing onto your plush hips and flipping you onto your stomach, propping you up on your knees so he can get a full view of your ass.

Pumping his cock a few times, he bites down onto his lip and grabs up the forgotten bottle of lube that was dropped onto the bed a little earlier, he pops it open and squirts a generous amount onto his cock and on your hole.

Then, he leans over you, pressing the tip up against your puckering hole while pressing his hand onto the bed beside your body, caging you in as he leans over to whisper in your ear. “I’ll go slow, just relax for me, will you? I know you can, bunny. You’re my good boy after all.” He whispers, kissing between your shoulder blades. The gesture and his words make your cock harden again even after cumming and you shake a little in shock at just how easily your body responded to him.

And that’s when you felt it, the ridiculous stretch of his tip as he began to push himself into your lubed up and slightly stretched hole. Baki grits his teeth as you start to swallow him up, making him groan in delight and satisfaction, going in inch by inch until his balls are snug against your perineum. He doesn’t move once he’s fully inside you and you don’t either, crying out as he’s stuffed you full. You’ve never felt so full in your life. It burned. It tingled. It hurt. It felt amazing. There were too many sensations going on at once and it was overwhelming you to the point of becoming delirious but Baki’s calming voice reeled you back down to reality with ease.

“You alright? Doesn’t hurt too much does it?”

You have half a mind to shake your mind but you know that any little movement would make the rest of your body move so you verbally responded instead, though your lips remained shut, a hum would suffice.

“Mm… mm.”

Baki chuckled and you lurched forward at the movement, making you gasp and suddenly scratch at his bed sheets, pulling at them as you buried your face into his pillow, smothering your face in the lingering scent of the shampoo he used. Sighing, he leaned back and rested his hands onto your hips, still not moving as he observes your body in this position. Your body was just as pretty as your face, he had his suspicions but this was exceeding beyond his expectations. He wanted to move, fuck you through the mattress and maybe even break the bed frame but he refrained, wanting to give you time to adjust. He knew that once he started he probably wouldn’t be able to stop or let up any of his movements so this was a the best course of options for the both of you.

However even he had his limits. As content as he was with you cockwarming him with your sweet ass, he wanted to start moving, and so did you.

Pulling about halfway out, he slammed back in, watching as your body bounced, especially your ass, and licked his lips, hearing the muffled scream come from you at his sudden movement. Then he waited a couple seconds to see if you’d protest but when you didn’t, he pulled back and thrusted again, watching in fascination as your ass rippled in waves with the impact from his hips. This earned yet another broken moan of pleasure from you, and so, he continued, rocking his hips at a slow pace, listening to your quiet cries of pleasure as he continued to grip on your hips.

The slow pace gradually increased in speed, and before you knew it, he was fucking you hard into his bed and you were pretty sure that if he wasn’t holding onto you he would have sent you right through the wall and out onto the street in front of his house.

Your little mewls and moans were music to his ears, mixing with his own groans and moans as he continued his rapid movements, his heavy balls slapping against your ass, the tip pushing against your prostate each and every time. The rigorous movement made your own cock bounce around without any restraint and you were sure you’d ended up dirtying up his sheets soon if he kept up like this.

What you weren’t expecting was him to suddenly pull back and slap your ass with his hand, making you cry out in shock, turning your head to the side so you could breath and then look back at him over your shoulder.

Looking back at you through his half-lidded gaze, he grinned at you and picked up his pace, just to watch your eyes flutter from the pleasure, your head lolling to the side as you were overcome with ecstasy and pain.

“Haah… sure this is your first time, bunny? You’re gobblin’ me right up with this fat jiggly ass of yours. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think your body was made for my cock and my cock only.” He teased, smacking your other ass cheek to leave them raw with two matching handprints.

Good luck going home after this, he’s not letting you leave, plus, its not like you’d be able to walk properly afterwards anyways. Luckily, you’ve got a loving new boyfriend to take care of you.

[alixezae]

೯⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 𝗢 𝟯 ⠀ᰋ ㅤ ⋮ㅤㅤㅤRex splode's princess (pt2 of princess)

౨ৎ Imagine being his cute pink princess (though you're not really a princess but he calls you HIS princess) he loves you too much

౨ৎ Imagine being his shorter than him...he's just so tall he loves you! You're his shortie no matter what you just pout at him that just makes you even cuter

౨ৎ Imagine making him beg in bed when you're alone with him the only person who can make him beg - is you of course you just love teasing him so much

౨ৎ Imagine him panting and moaning by your ear while thrusting inside of you both of you guys moan but lord you just love when he pants and moans by your ear!

౨ৎ Imagine you tying him up while stroking his fat cock his face all red and begging to cum he's so cute but he doesn't deserve it since he flirts with other girls to make YOU jealous knowing that he's gonna get punished for doing that

౨ৎ Imagine being his sidekick his pink little princess sidekick just helping him with all his problems like trying to defeat a villain or a monster

౨ৎ Imagine teasing him in public by touching his crotch which makes him smack your hand away once you guys are home alone he RAILS YOU FOR TEASING HIM IN PUBLIC

[sunaluv]

UP AND DOWN

baki hanma x reader

desc: inspired by this

the way i was shocked to see the baki fandom still alive lol. i remember searching tumblr when i watched the first one years ago and it was a ghost town 😭

your eyes stared at the wall ahead that appeared to be rising and falling with you. lethargically, your eyes blinked as you felt you were being rocked to sleep like a baby in a bouncer.

“oi,” his voice grunted from underneath you. “hope you’re not falling asleep on me now,”

baki could feel your cheek rise from its position practically welded into his muscular back. he held the plank position, turning his head to peer at you from the corner of his eye.

he called out your name teasingly. “what number are we at now, huh?”

inhaling deeply, your suppressed a yawn. “mmm… three hundred and four…”

his laughter vibrated through your body. “we’ve been at three hundred and four for the last ten minutes!”

you groaned, trying to nestle further into his back. “mannn i stopped counting once you passed one hundred. keep going though, i was almost asleep.”

his hair tickled the top of your head as he shook it in amusement. “alright, alright. no need for me to show off now. whatever the lady wants, she gets.”

with a loving smile on both of your faces, the rocking resumed and the repetitive motion triggered slumber to take over you.

hearing your gentle snores, he adjusted his movements to make them more fluid, wanting nothing more that to allow you your peace.

[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. :)

[ozzgin]

Hi, first i wanted to thank you for doing my first request, it's amazing 😍. Since you did it so fast i wanted to ask for something else.

Could you do something with a Prehistoric reader. She's from the Jurassic like Pickle, she was frozen and brought back to life like him. However she's less agressive and a bit smarter than him. I kinda saw her like a big ( dangerous ) mama Bear, who likes those tiny humans.

I trust you for the rest, you can choose if you want to write about first meeting with fighters (which i find funny in the anime by the way ), how she was during Pickle's fight or what's her interactions with the fighters ...

Thank you for reading this , bye.

I’m so glad you enjoyed it! The speed may vary depending on how easily I can visualize the prompt, since I need a solid movie in my head before putting it into words. Not very efficient but so far it’s been working haha. :’)

Baki Characters x Prehistoric! Fem Reader

Featuring Pickle’s challengers: Kaiou Retsu, Katsumi Orochi, Jack Hanma and Baki Hanma.

Backstory

A million thoughts raced the scientists’ minds upon discovering not just one, but two subjects perfectly maintained within the saline block. Were you partners? Would it be possible or expected that you continue your ancient lineage? While the idea was incredibly tempting from a researcher’s perspective, it was equally dangerous. They considered separating the two of you in order to avoid the risk, but they soon discovered that your help was needed to protect everyone else from the enraged prehistoric man.

The female specimen seemed to have a much more docile and cooperative temperament, with strong maternal instincts. Could it be that she viewed the much smaller modern humans as children? (Y/N) wasn’t that dumb. She could very well tell that these new forms of her own image are matured, but she could also easily asses how fragile they are based on their extreme fear and helplessness against Pickle. They haven’t showed any intent to attack her or Pickle, so she had no reason to be hostile. Pickle was rather frustrated by her frequent scolding, but his expressions seemed to indicate that (Y/N) always had a kind heart towards weaker creatures and it wasn’t his first time having to satisfy her pity. He begrudgingly accepted it.

The Meeting

Truth be told, most of the men had gathered in order to measure up Pickle’s strength. And he was eager to prove it after his quick encounter with Yuujirou’s mysterious techniques. It was only when you stood up and let out a warning growl that they realized the faint beads of sweat forming on their foreheads. Pickle had immediately cleared the way and even the Ogre himself grounded his stance, ready for anything. What a majestic creature, they all thought. Feminine beauty carefully chiseled into a powerful physique, adorned with muscles that would put any bodybuilder today to shame. The same arms that lovingly cradle infants with motherly devotion could easily crush bones and twist frail bodies.

The smell of fear lingered for aggravatingly long moments. You gently placed your large hand on Yuujirou’s shoulder and used the other one to point behind him. Only then did they notice the bright helicopter lights and pleading voices asking them to evacuate. You were looking out for them.

Kaiou Retsu

He’d love to challenge you. Truly. But not only are you a woman, you’ve also never shown Pickle’s excitement for battle. He respects your decision and would never impose his wishes on you.

After his fight with Pickle, he wakes up intact and notices you standing over his wounded body. A miserable smile spreads over his face as the realization hits him: you just don’t want to harm them. That’s why you never fight.

He’s not sure what hurts most. The damage Pickle has done, or his ego after realizing that all you have for them is pity. He’s going to need to find other ways to impress you.

Retsu later catches you trying to reproduce some of his moves and wonders if he’d be allowed to teach you martial arts. Or would that make you too dangerous?

Katsumi Orochi

Unlike Retsu, the damage he’s done to his arm couldn’t be prevented. You allow Pickle to remove the limb given the extensive injury.

Like a father that just played too hard with his children, Pickle follows you around apologetically, as if explaining he had no fault in this.

Katsumi is a little shocked to find you in his hospital room. Embarrassed to be seen in such a vulnerable state by someone like you, he waves his arm frantically and rattles the sheets, mumbling explanations and reassurances. You just stare in confusion. He forgot you can’t understand language.

You wonder if he can survive with one missing limb, as back in your day this handicap could’ve proven fatal in the long run. Should you provide the food for him? The hospital staff entrusts you to deliver Katsumi his meals after they noticed you hunting in the guest garden.

You insist on helping with grooming duties like hair brushing, though Katsumi had to thoroughly gesticulate he’s not as open to being naked in front of you. Please don’t assist him when he’s changing his clothes. Let him have the last remaining bit of manliness.

Jack Hanma

How stubborn! Jack is the first one to feel your mama bear anger. After the fight with Pickle he kept coming back for more, despite being barely conscious. Pickle was becoming increasingly afraid of upsetting you and would throw you worried looks, unsure how to proceed. Eventually you put Jack in a headlock and dragged him back to the hospital yourself.

The next time Jack wakes up, he notices you standing in the door frame, arms folded and flexed in a threatening manner. He can’t help but chuckle at the view. To think that a woman would have such an iron grip on him. Well, you’re no ordinary woman.

As before, you’re unsure of his recovering abilities. You attempt to feed him yourself several times and Jack has to politely suggest that he’s not as frail as you might think. Though somewhere deep down he might secretly enjoy being spoiled like this. He’d never, ever admit it.

Baki Hanma

Baki took you through a rollercoaster of emotions; from being worried that such a tiny, young boy insists on challenging the prehistoric man to squealing in shock at his unexpected strength. You couldn’t help but wonder if you’d be able to defeat him if you were standing there instead of Pickle.

Unlike the others, Baki has no issue relying on you. In fact, he’s almost shameless about it. Absolutely he is too injured to walk! You can go ahead and carry him. He’ll quickly wrap his arms around your neck and cling to you, grinning.

I think he’d really love the idea that someone as strong as you is also kind and likable. He doesn’t have to worry about proving himself or that you’d look down on him. He’s really craving this newly fond protectiveness of a mother.

He likes teasing Pickle by holding onto you whenever he sees you. The Jurassic man has been on the edge ever since you’ve started becoming attached to these tiny humans. He almost can’t get a moment alone with you. Which makes him extra irritable. You sigh at the two menaces that find new ways to mess with you.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Hello Can I request Pickles with a s/o who's from the same time era as him? Reader was bring back to life like Pickles and is a little more evoluted than him. They scientists made them meet, but reader is not interested in Pickles, ignoring him completely.

Thanks!

Yes you can! Imagine being unthawed centuries later from your frozen prison to come face to face with this giant smelly man?

Yandere Baki Head Canons

Pickle with a prehistoric S/O

Pickle

The scientist found you a few hours after they found Pickle. You were also encased in salt but instead of punching a t-Rex, you were holding onto the head of a Pterodactyl. Your head resting against theirs as if you had accepted your death.

You had pieces of various gemstones and dried plants braided into your hair, you wore clothes (made of fur), and even had a few weapons unlike Pickle. The scientists were fascinated by you. You must be one of the first humans!

The scientists accidentally revived the two of you. Allen had woken Pickle up by cooking T-Rex while you had woken up from Allen’s screams. You ran to Allen’s rescue and was surprised to see Pickle, the Neanderthal you constantly clashed with back during your time in the world standing above a helpless creature

Pickle and you circled each other for a long time. Pickle attempted to reach out to touch you but you pushed him away. Pickle was happy to see you but you wanted nothing to do with him even in this era

Your tried to walk away from Pickle but he followed you. The caveman grunted and cooed at you since he was so surprised by his surroundings.

Pickle eventually broke down a wall to escape but the two of you were surrounded by flashing lights. You remained away from Pickle for a bit but eventually relented (he kept giving you puppy eyes)

Pickle was thrilled when you sat beside him. He smugly wrapped an arm around you. His golden eyes scanned the humans for any challenges to trying to take you from him but none came forward. Except for the hairy old man who offered his hand to Pickle

Pickle refused to leave until you went with him. He would not keep his hands off of you for the entirety of the trip. Pickle would whine if you didn’t stay close to him. You were the only one he knew

The two of you eventually sit in the enclosure together. Pickle playing with your braids while you remain indifferent. You felt stuck with him and you were positive there wasn’t any creature strong enough to beat Pickle

And as the fighters came to challenge him, you still remained indifferent. You had no interest in this modern world nor did you have an interest in fighting. You had hoped to have perished alongside your pterodactyl companion when the plates shifted but here you were with Pickle

And he wouldn’t let you go. The Neanderthal constantly showed off his victories to you and even some animals he hunted but you had no interest in any of it. If Pickle could think, which you doubted, he’d know that you were an herbivore. You were naturally peaceful compared to him but would fight if you had to (which one of the guards found out when they tried to touch you and then Pickle ate him)

Pickle wouldn’t let you out of his sight for a minute. If you even tried to walk away, he’d growl. The caveman was extremely possessive of you and you despised it. Why did you have to end up being stuck with him of all people? Why couldn’t the scientists just leave the two of you alone?

[rae-pss]

i was bored, so take these.

[gojocumdumpster]

Pickle with a very shy s/o who's just so patient with him

Pickle with a shy s/o

(THANKS FOR REQUESTING THIS IS MY FIRST REQUEST THANKS SO MUCH ILY 😽 i also don’t know if you wanted a story or hc so i will do a story or whatever i just did)

Warnings: None

Type of story: Sfw 🎂 and gender neutral

🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑🥑

Pickle was always treated different, nobody seemed to care about him or make time for him. He spent his day most of the time hanging out in the woods or cave that’s until he met you though. You hesitated for a bit because you didn’t know what to say but you wanted to help him. You invited him to your apartment and a few months later you became his s/o…

You wanted to help him as much as possible but you were just too shy. You guys watch movies a lot even though pickle doesn’t understand it so you try to explain but he doesn’t understand you he gets uncomfortable so he lays his head on your lap. You were shocked and tried to get up but he would growl every time you tried to get up. Grrr When you want to take a shower he wants to be around you the whole time like a lost puppy.

He even tried to hop in the shower with you but was confused why you threw a soap bar at him. But he wasn’t used to being around someone he loves. You understood so you let him but you would put a swimsuit on because you were to shy to let him see. He was confused why you were wearing clothing in the shower.

You bathed him with your eyes closed because you kept blushing every time you saw his greek god like body. After that it was bed time. He doesn’t know what personal space is at all so he you would be like that reporter he hugged. You were blushing like a hot mess but dealt with it. Months past and one day you got done teaching him english until you heard a silent voice say H-hi..

[selinay-04]

I wanna ride him till sunrise😫