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Lazy days are the best days

Baki x Fem reader

Summary: Baki has no school, and you have no school, how will these two spend their 24 hours? Sleep.

Warnings: Pure fluff, cuddles, Baki being the best boyfriend, laziness

The sun gradually ascended in the distance; its rays kindly shined through the window. The light moved inside the small room, heading toward your bed. Curtains blew ever so lightly, dancing with the movement in the wind. The sun bussed your face, illuminating your skin and your sleeping figure. You shifted away from the light, burying yourself in a much warmer, muscular embrace. A strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You snuggled even deeper, remembering the familiar build. You sighed, not wanting to get up but also not wanting to move out of your bed. You slowly awakened, looking at a handsome boy watching your sleepy figure; he repositioned the strand of hair from your cheek and caressed it, "Good morning, baby."

You hummed, then let out a long yawn, " Mornin' Baki." He smiled, leaning towards your forehead, and placed a sweet kiss, " Did you sleep well, love?" He questioned; You looked to him, " If meant by sleep well, you mean by did-I-get-railed-out-of-existence-and-lived-to-tell-the-tale; Yes, I did." He chuckled, remembering the very steamy encounter the two of you had last night: and to make it better; It's the day before spring break, meaning a whole week of literally nothing. 

Baki hummed as he admired your sleepy figure, rubbing your shoulder as you lay against his chest. He looked up at the ceiling, "What can we do since we're both doing nothing?" You groaned, the feeling of laziness taking over you. " Stay in bed all day." He sighed. " We can do that but... " He moved from where he was spreading and reached for his jacked pouch pulling out two pieces of decorative paper. He laid the pieces of paper on his chest. Acting all innocent, " Who will ever come with me to the best restaurant with an all-you-can-eat." You shot up from the bed, looking at the ticket spread on Baki's chest while he smiled cheekily. Your eyes widened with happiness. "Fuck yes! Babe, I love you so much," You kissed him on the lips; and immediately got up to get dressed. Baki watched you from the bed. "What happened to staying in bed all day?" You looked at him in the middle of dressing. "What makes you think such a thing?" You were playfully flabbergasted. He sighed and let out a laugh as he got up and changed. While you and Baki were dating, you sometimes took his clothes and kept them in one of your old drawers; in case he stayed over, Baki put on his shoes with tickets in hand, and you got done getting ready. You went to open the door, but he stopped you pulling you in for one last kiss before leaving. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?"

"Every time, love."

The night ended beautifully. There were lots of laughs and giggles. The food was simple yet delightful, with teasing remarks and circulating jokes. The two of you walked closely down the street, hand in hand. Baki held you close to him, not wanting to let go. You hold on to his arm, " Let's do this more often." You offered. He looked back at you; smiling he said, "Sure, why not?" You smiled back.

this is so late but what did the bartender to get hounded with cigarette smoke?? like that was so unnecessary-

He is such an Attention-whore, I fucking hate his guy

late night "hot take" : if ur in the kengan ashura or baki fandom and u hate on the only female rep we get (esp if ur fem identfiyin) ur wierd,,,like bro dont blame the character ; blame the ass writing that character prb has....

silly baki x adventure time crossovers i did time ago

everybody in baki is built like a literal muscle cramp goddamn 

Just finished Son of Ogre and I wanted to draw the boy .. 💥

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!!

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.

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.

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.

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.

come here boi XD

Alrighty, I got into Baki the Grappler and

Currently coming up with the a Baki oc, because my lil ping pong brain has brainrot. The idea of an unhinged and fight hungry buff woman going toe to toe and being an absolute menace in the ring.

Son of Ogre

unfinished sketch

[Sketch] Finished the Baki anime yesterday and felt like sketching Yujiro Hanma from memory.

Y’all I’m crying so hard…

So my account got hacked and deleted fucking everything and I’m so upset rn

So I guess inbox is open but if you can please spread the word I need my moots back pretty please!!!! 😭😭

I thankfully got my username back but holy fuck so much time and writing fucking lost!!! I’m crying dawg I worked so hard for it to get deleted!!!!

I'm sorry that happened I hope you get everything back!! And I also hope this doesn't stop you from writing for the baki fandom. Can I ask which requests you take or write for?

- ❤️ anon

Howdy ❤️!! Unfortunately I don’t think that my account is recoverable but that certainly doesn’t mean that my writing stops!! I am taking summer classes right now so writing may be a bit slow in the beginning but to start a new blog back up I would say anything baki or Kengan Ashura/omega related, sfw or nsfw is perfectly fine.

After watching the new season,,,, it may have changed.

Drastically. 😩😩

HII AHHH SENDING ALL THE LOVE ON YOUR EVERY WAY!! But can I ask who’s your favorite character in baki? 👀 ALSO I WAS SO HONORED TO BE NOTICEDDDD OWEJNSOQHRLFNWIJEK 😭

AHHHH OF COURSE!!! THANK YOU FOR THE LOVE <3333

Also not to mention really tuff question, literally all 🥴

But if I had to choose one it would probably be Kureha ngl, maybe Jack, but really it depends on mood 🤷🏼‍♀️

Who is your favorite???? Need to know my mutuals’ faves dawg

Y’all, what???

Also look at Ohma, dawg please 😩

Turn on the fucking news cause HUH

I was just on the hanayama kaoru tag going waaaay back.

How have I not seen this before??? this is gorgeous wtf

Every time Hanayama shows up, my hype for him increases...

Since it's mother's day, do you have any headcanons for Emi Akezawa? :3c

I am pretty sure that I am gonna have so many cute ideas for this! I don’t know if you wanted some headcanons for Emi as a mother or in general so I’m gonna give it a go and give you both in one! - Medinah 

Emi is that no-nonsense Mum. Baki is her little baby regardless of his age. She needs to know everything that he gets up to, he probably won’t be able to escape even if he wants to. 

Whenever she sees her son, she makes sure he doesn’t have any boogers, adjusts his clothes if they have collars and even fixes his hair. She is super fuss and it’s adorable. Baki finds her concern to be really endearing. 

She is always on top of the most metropolitan fashion  trends. Latest heels, trim skirts and printed blouses. She isn’t one to go for pastels or summery colours. It’s all about the sleek look. 

The woman literally changes her phone every other month. “Oh Emi, you have a new phone?” “Yeah, the other one just wasn’t doing it for me.” 

Once wanted to get a tattoo on her tailbone but wimped out. She also didn’t want the tattoo artist to see her bum. 

Has a regular parlour she visits to get her nails done and loves to chit chat with the elderly ladies who go there to get their hair permed. These ladies are the closest thing she has to honest friends and she really loves them. 

Actually can’t cook and learns how to from watching YouTube videos. When she think it’s finally a success she gets Baki to test the food out. There’s not much point though because she realizes that Baki will eat anything she makes him. 

Loves to listen to traditional Japanese instruments being played. It is one of the more soothing things she gets to indulge in and she usually plays some when she’s drying after a shower.