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I want to start off by saying that you're one of my favourite writing blog ever, you're honesty my savior whenever I back with hyperfictating on baki or kengan knowing you're one of the few that still write it on a daily ( like you're carrying the fanfic scene rn )
I don't know if you're still taking request or not but if it's possible and hear me out - HEAR ME OUT a yujiro x strong wife reader but reader is basically bayonetta
I feel like it would be interesting to see the ogre such a flamboyant and confident women, yk how they both met and came to be( idk I've been thinking about it alot lately )
Thank you for your kind words!!
It's honestly so sad how small both the Baki and Kengan Ashura communities are, I wish they were bigger, but it's fine. I do my part at aiding the community, it's all I can do, and I'm happy that I'm able to make others happy with my work, so I thank you for saying that.
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Anime: Baki
Character: Yujiro Hanma
Relationship Satuts: Married
Warnings: None, all fluff
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A Love Like No Other
Yujiro Hanma x Reader
You and Yujiro have been married for a good few years now, and your dynamic hasn't changed all that much since you both first met. You were always a tease to him. You liked getting him riled up, whether sexually or frustrated, you just loved being an annoying thorn in his side. Sometimes you'd wear something flattering, hugging your curves perfectly, your hair done, and your best perfume on. You'd strut around, sitting, bending, stretching, doing anything to catch his attention. You'd let him approach, wrap his arms around you, grope you, just to tell him that you weren't in the mood, and strut off looking sexy. Hearing his sexually frustrated yell made you quake in silent laughter.
Other times, you'd just be a pest and nag his ass to death, constantly fussing about the smallest of things, whether it was an inconvenience or not, you'd fuss, gripe, and complain until he finally snaps and barks at you to be quiet. You'll get quiet for a moment, just to continue onto more complaints. You'd smirk in amusement when he'd growl in annoyance, though you'd smile in triumph when he'd actually challenge you to a fight. It'll never be anything serious, at least not to the both of you. It was just a lover's quarrel, but to anyone else, it seemed like a real fight.
The newer servants, would watch in worry and horror at the scene, while the more seasoned servants would just watch in amusement, already used to the way the masters of the house settled their frustrations. Both your and Yujiro's relationship was a bit of an enigma, but for the both of you, it made so much sense. Yujiro, was the more emotional one, as bizarre as it sounds. He wasn't emotional in the traditional sense, but he was more expressive than you were. He was quick to anger, quick to smirk, quick to taunt, and quick to express his desires. While you were more callous. You weren't as expressive. You pretty much kept a poker face, you were nonchalant, calculated, nobody ever known what it was that you were thinking or feeling.
You'd treat Yujiro like he's an annoyance, but not as an inconvenience. You'd seek him out, with the same energy, you like spending time with him. It's always been that way, even when you first met, in the middle of a shopping center.
It was at night, the streets were lively, loud, and full of characters. You were out and about, a few bags in your hands as you wondered through the streets. Your bored yet observant eyes trailed over the crowd, taking in all the faces around you. It was another basic night, nobody here was really looking for any action. At least not the type of action you were looking for.
Eventually, you spotted him, in all of his tall and muscular glory. His red hair and black outfit made him stand out like a sore thumb. His hands were in his pockets, his eyes were the same as yours, bored but observant. But his energy gave him away. He too, was looking for some action. You gave a small smirk, as you've finally found some amusement. When his eyes finally landed on you, a look of surprise yet intrigued crossed his face. His eyes took you in, from head to toe, and a smirk crossed his face. A confident one. You straightened your poster, leaning your head back as you looked down on him. He noticed the changed in poster and his smirk slightly dampened.
Once in front of each others, you both stood there, staring at one another. The air around you both became tense and uncomfortable to all the surrounding patrons, they all stood there, scared. Some held their children and loved ones closer to them while others gathered the courage and made a mad dash to leave the area. But you both paid them all no attention. You spoke first. "Hmph... What dragged your ugly mug here on this beautiful night?" You asked, your voice haughty. He scoffed. "The same reason you're here." He said. You both stared each other down, as he wasn't wrong, you were here for the same reason. You were both looking for the same thing... A fight.
It was a well fought battle, you actually lost, but he didn't leave unscathed. You had almost won, but he had more stamina and a much more higher endurance than you, but he was injured. With a satisfied smirk, he asked for your name and you gave it, he gave you his name in return. You could tell, he was hooked but so were you... Only you never showed it. You acted annoyed, frustrated even, never uninterested, you didn't win the fight but you did win the war.
You weren't sure how he did it, but he found your address, and he always dropped by, asking for a date, but you always refused, looking uninterested, and annoyed but you were secretly celebrating. He did this for months, and you were always expectant of his arrival, your outfits slowly becoming flattering, your hair becoming more stylish, your perfume more alluring, and still you said 'no'. The only reason as to why you agreed finally, was because he began to actually show his true self to you. You already liked him, as no man was ever able to manhandle you the way he did when you both fought.
No man was taller than you and stronger than you, he could handle you. He was even patient too. He was everything you wanted, he was your equal yet your polar opposite. He was more expressive than you, but had just as much class and self-respect. All of those qualities alone, sold you. You agreed to that date, and many more after that, he grew used to your personality and the way you carried yourself. Just as you grew used to his flamboyant personality and the way he carried himself as well. It was practically a match made in heaven.
Your love for each other was real, others couldn't understand it, but it didn't matter. It was your relationship, it was your dance, and none had a say in the matter. It was a love like no other, and that's what made it blossom.
Anime : Baki: Son of Ogre
Character : Yujiro Hanma
Relationship Status: Married
Warning : Corrupted beliefs about love
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The First Wife of Yujiro Hanma
Yujiro Hanma x Hanma
Being a wife was already a big job, it's her job to reflect her husband. How she acts reflects how much balance there is in the relationship. How she presents herself, shows how taken care of she is. How she speaks, represents her respect for herself and her husband. The wife can tell a lot about how the relationship is. If she's tense then that could mean her husband is abusive or he's a cheater. If she's relaxed, that could mean that her husband is understanding or easygoing. If she's aggressive, that could mean he's a pushover or too childish. If quiet, that could mean her husband is satisfying or picky. These same rules, however, apply to the husband as well. It's a two-way street.
But, being Yujiro Hanma's wife was a different story entirely. He was never enough of anything, he wasn't around too much nor gone too much, he wasn't too mean nor too nice, he wasn't too understanding or too close-minded, he wasn't picky nor too lenient. He was a perfect combination yet still overwhelming. It was truly a questionable mindset that the man had. You've learned to be the type of woman he wanted, You've learned to be distant and how to play the game of tug and pull.
Yujuro wasn't a man who wanted a clingy woman, nor did he want an insanely strong one. He's just a man who wants a woman who would be in his life at the most rarest of times. Meaning he didn't care if you lived with him or not, he didn't care if you went on about your life and not even think of him, he didn't care if you spent his money up, he didn't care if you went off and had an affair. All that mattered to him was that you were there when he needed you most. Whether it's for sex, a form of comfort, support, or his son. It had to be for things he had a hard time processing, yet he'd never admit it. He was a man first and a warrior second. He didn't believe in love. He just believed in survival.
You have sex to get stronger for pleasure, to spread your seed, and to populate. You cuddle for comfort, warmth, and stability, you date out of boredom, out of wonderment, and possession. There is no 'love', it's just desire, possessiveness, and wonderment. To use the word 'love' is to hide your true nature... that was Yujurio's belief. You've learned how to work around it, how to make him question his own beliefs, make him do more than just 'desire you', you make him actually want you to be around, to make him actually want you to want his touch, his attention.
And all because you've done what he's done to you. He's ignored you, pushed you to the side, treated you like an annoyance, never wants to be around you... so you returned his actions in kind. You ignored him, pushed him to the side, treated him like he was an annoyance, never cared to even give him the time of day.... and it worked... at first, he didn't care, he was actually pleased at one time. But as time went on, he began to crave you, he began coming to visit you more often, he stayed the nights, he'd cuddle and take you on dates, and he even moved you into his home. He became possessive of you, he ran off all of your boy toys and kept you close to him.
He'd take you shopping and would bicker with you over the prices even though he didn't actually care, he just wanted to be domestic with you. He even let you be in Baki's life as a real stepmother, in the end, you truly were the first wife, of Yujiro Hanma.
Anime : Baki : Son of Ogre
Characters : Yujiro Hanma
Relationship Status: Dating
Warning : None, Fluff, Family Dynamics, Strong Reader
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The Life of a Family
Yujiro Hanma x Strong Girlfriend!! Reader
Baki sat Indian style on the large, square comfort cushion, his arms resting on his knees as he watched the scene before him, a bewildered look upon his face, with a small smile. He didn't know what to think, or how to express how he felt... He felt giddy, extremely happy, and confused. He was staring at the scene before him, his thoughts racing a hundred miles an hour.
'Okay... So you might be wondering, "Baki... What the heck is going on?" Well... let's start from the beginning because even I can't believe it right now.... So, it was a while back when you first appeared out of nowhere one day, you're a good friend, but you had so much love in your heart for me... Not romantically... But more like nurturing... Motherly in a way. You're strong, like crazy strong. I couldn't believe your power... Your raw strength, and all from that dainty little body of yours too.
But like always, It didn't take long for my old man to learn of you, even though I did try to keep you a secret from him for as long as possible, my reasoning?... Simply because I didn't want to share you... with anyone.... Now I sound like a crazy person, but it's nothing weird I promise.
You're an older woman, you're older than me by about 20-something years, but you're an amazing friend, someone who I could talk to, someone who didn't know who I was... at least I thought you didn't know who I was... You acted like you didn't and if you did, you didn't seem to care. You always came by to help me out. You cooked for me, you cleaned for me, you talked to me, you laughed with me, and you even helped train me, you did everything that was like a good friend but also like a mother... I... never experienced that and I loved it.
But then my father learned of you, and I'm still not sure how. He just showed up on my doorstep one day, claiming "I can sense the presence of a strong warrior, and it's been lingering around you, so what you got going on, kid?"... God I hated him... Always in my business... But anyways, you came on out and you confronted him, and you weren't scared to speak your mind to him... It was funny... I've never actually seen anyone talk like that to my dad... But he didn't take it too well, he never did.
He went to attack you, and honestly... I damn near felt my whole world shatter... For the first time, in my entire life... I felt whole... I felt complete with you by my side... You were filling up the void in my heart that I never really realized was there... A mother's love... Tender hugs and head rubs... Always asking how I was doing... Always coming home after school to a warm cooked meal, clothes folded and home clean... I was loving it... I felt my dream shatter the moment he went to attack you.
I wanted to intervene, I wanted to cry and scream... I wanted to try and kill him, but I was shocked when you just stood there, you took his punch, straight to your face... it was so cool... Then you pulled a bad ass move. "You call that a punch? If that's the best you got, then the others you've been fighting have just been pathetically weak... Let me show you, what a real punch looks like." ... And just like that, you cocked your arm back, and you threw a punch into his face, making him fly.
I almost couldn't breathe... You punched The Ogre... and you made him fly... Nobody has ever before done that... No one... After that... He seemed to be attracted to you or something... See, first he vanished, for like a few months... Nothing too weird honestly... life went back to normal... and then he just showed up again, demanding that you become his woman and that you will train him to become stronger... The audacity of that man... And you agreed!! I wanted to cry man, it was so unfair. But you had one thing you wanted to bring with you... Me.
You wanted to bring me with you, to live at my Dad's place... Did you even realize what you were asking?... Of course you did, that's why we're in this situation now... But I can't say that I hate it... I always wanted to live as a family with my old man... Eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner with him... Sitting on the couch watching TV together... Having small harmless arguments... It's been like a dream... And all the while, you played as Mom, Dad was Dad, and I was the Son... A perfect family... Aside from the fact that we're all fighters and the Mom is the strongest and the Dad is the second strongest and I'm the third... So maybe not too normal... But eh it works for me.
You've been training us, me and Dad... But Dad's training is way harder. You'd make us do handstands on our thumbs for days. For me it was 1 - 2 days and for Dad, it was 3 - 6 days, his training was way tougher, I was a little upset about it at first, but you had a pretty good reason as to why you did what you did. "Baki, you have school, so you can't be put under so much strain, you're pretty much the baby of the house, and the baby always gets spoiled, so take it or leave it."... Honestly I wanted to leave it, but then you said the best thing I could've ever heard. "And you're also my favorite, so I give you special treatment."... SCORE!!! I WAS THE FAV!!! Take that old man!!
So now, that leads us to right now... Sitting in the living area of Dad's big-ass mansion... Mom just got out of the shower...Oh, and I call you mom now... mentally though, I haven't gotten the confidence to say it out loud yet, but I show it with my actions... Anyways, you threw him the bottle of lotion, because apparently you always allowed him to put lotion on you... I didn't need that mental picture...But this was hilarious.' Baki thought as he watched the scene unfold before him.
The wide glass coffee table separated him from both you and Yujiro, You were standing in front of the entryway, an unimpressed stare in your eyes as you stared down Yujiro who was holding the Bottle of lotion that you just threw at him. Your silky robe stops mid-thigh tied securely around your waist, your arms crossed. Yujiro was wearing what he normally wore, a smug smirk on his face as his eyes gleamed with perverted mischief, his hand shifting ever so slightly, making the bottle rotate in his palm.
"No." You simply answered. Yujiro's smirk fell and a frown replaced it instead. "Why the fuck not!? I've done everything you've told me to do, I've been like your fucking dog for the past 9 months, you say I'm your man, yet ya won't even let me put fucking lotion on ya!!" He shouted. You kept the same unimpressed stare as you spoke in an even tone. "That's right because you haven't earned the privilege to do so yet." You responded.
Yujiro bared his teeth, the bottle now in a slowly tightening grip, his other hand balled as he took a single step towards you as he announced his displeasure. "PRIVILAGE!? I've been working my ass off for you, and you still have the audacity to tell me that I've yet to earn the right to put lotion on your damn body!?" He yelled. You didn't react to his anger, your unimpressed stare making him angrier as veins bulged along his arms and neck.
"You've yet to meet my full expectation, Yujiro Hanma, You're still too weak for me to allow you to just freely caress my body like a lover just yet. It's true, that I've recognized you as my man, but you have yet to be recognized as a lover." You explained. His eyes harden into a nasty glare, the lust they once had faded into anger, his grip on the bottle tightening making it bend. "GRRRRR!! WHY YOU-!!" He spoke as he prepared to take another step, but your voice stopped him.
The unimpressed look on your face shifts into a warning glare. "May there be a god in heaven that gives a damn about you, if you bust my lotion bottle I'll cave your fucking skull in." You threatened. His eyes slightly widen before he relaxes some. "Mmmm... Hmph." He scoffed as he gave a small pout. Your warning glare relaxed back into the unimpressed stare, as you uncrossed your arms, placing them on your hips instead, your eyes sizing him up before you gave an approving nod.
"..... Better, I'll admit, that you've gotten stronger, every time you break past your limit barrier, you've gained more access to my body. First the feet, then the calves, then the thighs, and now the back." You said, your head slightly tilting to the side as you went over all the body parts he's now allowed to lotion. He gave a pleased smirk as his eyes gleamed in pride and mischief. "Heh, and pretty soon it'll be the front." He chuckled as his eyes traced over your form.
You seemed unbothered by his stare. "Yes, the front of the foot that is." You said. His pleased stare quickly shifted into a look of rage as he growled. "WHAT!? NOW THAT'S FUCKING BULLSHIT!!!" He shouted, Baki cheeks puffed up as he tried to hold in his laughter, a small bit of snot coming out from how hard he snorted as he sat up rigidly straight. If he was heard, he'd never know as you both continued to stare each other down, not even acknowledging him.
You snatched your head off from Yujiro. "Hmph, it'll take longer than what you dream of before I'd ever just let you caress me in any kind of way." You said in a conceded voice. Yujiro's harsh glare softened, the veins remaining as he tried to look on the bright side. "Well, at least I get to lotion your back." he said. You looked over at him, a gleam in your eyes as your face stayed unreadable. "Yes, but no ass." You simply said. Baki's body shook from how hard he tried to contain his laughter. 'Damn... She's a literal savage.' He thought as his eyes bounced to his father.
Yujiro's face contorted into pure rage, his hair waving about as he shook with anger. "NOW I KNOW YOU'RE FUCKING WITH ME!!! WHY THE FUCK NOT!?" He shouted angrily, his grip back tight on the bottle once more. Your unreadable face turned into a slight frown but the gleam in your eyes remained. 'This bitch.' Yujiro thought. "Because I refuse to allow you to caress me like a lover until you've proven your worth. I'd never let a man weaker than me to ever lay a finger on me in any kind of way, which also goes for you too."
You explained, an arrogant look on your face. Yujiro growled in rage at your words, his grip tightening on the bottle, making it bend and creak. 'THIS FUCKING BITCH!! WHO THE FUCK DOES SHE THINK SHE IS!!!' He thought. Your angered yet calm voice caught his attention. "If you bust my lotion bottle, I'll rip your fucking jaw off, shove it up your ass, wait for you to shit it out, and then I'll reattach it to your fucking face." You promised as you glared at him.
He growled a little longer before he calmed himself, relaxing himself as he calmed, his hair laying back down as he somewhat calmed down. ".....Fine... You sure make one hell of a hard bargain, woman." He said calmly. You scoffed lightly as you looked him up and down, almost like you were judging him. "Humph, it's only fair, right? You wouldn't give a weak woman the time of day, so why should I give a weak man mine? Besides, the only reason why I even allowed you to apply lotion to even the bottom of my foot to begin with, was because I saw potential in your ever-growing strength, and to serve as motivation." You explained.
Yujiro gave you a perplexed stare. "Huh? Motivation? I already have enough of that." He said. You nodded in agreement. "True, to be the true strongest, yes, but to get what you truly want, no." You said. He stared at you, thinking over your words, Baki also stared on in wonder. You crossed your arms, the unimpressed look coming back across your face as you explained.
"I am your true motivation, granting you access to a new part of my body, every time your strength improves serves as motivation. I am what you really want, and to see that you're getting closer and closer is enough to motivate you. You can't see how strong you've gotten against me, but you can see it on my body. The more granted access, the further along you've come along." You said, your legs shifting some, drawing his attention to them. The smooth, recently shaven skin gleamed under the light.
His eyes focused on your legs as he spoke, his eyes slowly trailing up as he spoke. "I see, so you're like a tracer of sorts, that's pretty damn smart." He said. 'It really is, that's Mom for you though.' Baki thought as he listened to you both speak. You rolled your eyes, but you swelled with pride. "But of course it is, but I can promise you now, you're still too weak to even get a pinch on the top of my big toe." You said. Yujiro smirked, a vein or two bulged as he tried to keep his grip on the bottle loose. "Real bitch move, ya know?" He said. You shrugged, uncaring as you turned your back to him, your hips swaying back and forth as you walked towards the entryway.
You stopped at the frame, your fingers holding onto it as you looked over your shoulder at him. "I know, and I don't care, now get to lathering my back, my skin is drying and I refuse to be flaky." You said, your eyes gleaming sensually as you walked past the frame. Yujiro grunted in displeasure as he rolled his neck, he sighed. "Yeah yeah." He said as he followed you out. Baki remained sitting there, a thoughtful look on his face.
'A tracer huh?... A way to show his progress... So Dad has been getting stronger than... it's hard to tell when he fights against Mom... I can't see much of an improvement aside from his speed and stamina increasing, but that's about it... I need to convince her to up my training... I can't get left behind... I've been slacking... Playing the game... Playing 'Son'... I need to get back into the game.
He thought in determination as he stood up and walked towards the entryway, stopping before he left the room, a smile broke out on his face. 'Damn... I wonder how long Dad is gonna get blue-balled before he is deemed worthy?... This is better than TV.' He thought giddily as he left the living area.
