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Can you please do the baki boys for the first time meeting their S/Os child that is either from a past relationship or just adopted a while back. I really feel like Restu and Koshou will not really have a general idea of how to interact but they're really trying to get along ^v^

P.s the kid really like dinosaur to the point that they start calling the baki boys different dinosaur names 💕

Oh this wins for the cutest ask I've ever gotten!! Thank you!!! I'm operating off of the basis that they know the reader already has a kid and that this isn't just a "oh btw I have a child. Surprise!" type deal. Also I am SO SORRY that this took so long lmao.

Baki:

Awkward as hell. He knows you have a kid, and you'd been talking about introducing them for a while but he was so worried that this kid wouldn't like him and that you'd leave him because of it, but He apparently had literally nothing to worry about because he immediately got roped into playing with your kids toy dinosaurs in a dramatic re-creation of the moment the meteor hit, and they then proceeded to throw a temper-tantrum when it was time for him to leave. Safe to say, Baki stayed the night.

They bond very quickly, to the point where Baki just full on accepts "yes, this is fatherhood, I am prepared for fatherhood, this is my child as well." He isn't the step father, he's the father that stepped up. He's fiercely protective of your kid, and nobody, not even his father, is going to mess with them if he can help it.

Speaking of Yujiro, he throws a bit of a fit that Baki so quickly takes in another man's child because "The Bloodline Must Continue" but he gets over it pretty quick, seeing this one as more of a practice run for Baki for when it comes time for him to have his own kids, because surely this is just temporary... Right?

He introduces the kid to the other fighters in the arena. By the end of introductions, this kid has gained several uncles and a few grandpas. At that point, just accept that you're going to have a lot of people in your house spending time with your kid. Which, on the plus side: free babysitting, and you kid will literally be the safest person in Japan. Possibly the whole world if they can win over Yujiro enough to be seen as respected, but too pathetic to even think of fighting.

If they do wind up pestering you for another sibling, they're going to have to wait. Baki's got no problem with making them an older sibling, but he's barely an adult himself. That can wait until he's got some stuff sorted out on his end and you've both had the chance to have a long talk about your future together.

Learning about your kids love of dinosaurs is something that benefits Baki because he also loves dinosaurs and he can take the chance to flex that he's eaten t-rex meat before. If your child is given the opportunity to watch Baki fight, they'd probably nickname him after some form of dromaeosaur, likely velociraptor because he may be small but he's damn deadly given the chance. Bonus points if they have trouble pronouncing it, like kids often do, so it just sounds garbled in that cute way.

Hanayama:

It takes a while for him to agree to meet your kid. Not because he's scared, but because he's not nearly patient enough to be near kids for extended periods of time. If your kid is rowdy and loud, there is a very high chance that Hanayama will simply ignore them given the chance, but a more mellow child wins him over pretty quickly. Especially if they're happy to just sit there and chill out for a while, though his boys don't mind roughhousing with them if they need to get some energy out. Hanayama is an intimidating man, and likely even more so in the eyes of a child, but if they can be brave and trust you then they gain a staunch protector.

It's a slowly established bond, but once it's in place it's unbreakable. Even if you and Hanayama wind up splitting, he's going to be in that kid's life. He's at every event, big or small. Even if he gets dragged into a fight, he's normally ale to finish it up quickly enough to still make it on time as long as they don't mind him looking a bit rough and not picking them up as eagerly because he's probably at least a little bit sore. This kid now has not only a super tough father-figure, but a large system of uncles and cousins too!

Said uncles and cousins are also incredibly devoted, you will walk into your own home and find them just chilling with your child like "Oh tell uncle Kizaki how your day was! Any trouble?" Just know that if they're ever bullied... Well, simply put, no they won't, because that gets very swiftly shut down by the bullies parents. Nobody wants to deal with the yakuza, this group especially considering how scary Hanayama can be when those he cares about are put in harms way.

He's reluctant to bring the kid around other fighters purely for the reason that he's not there as much as the others. He knows that he can keep them safe, but it's a matter of protecting both you and your child from any unfavorable individuals that might show up to challenge the other fighters, though they definitely get to know Baki because of how close he and Hanayama are.

Your kid can pester you as much as they want for another sibling, Hanayama's waiting for a few more years before he even considers having a kid, especially because they'd take up the mantle of the family after he's gone. While he definitely doesn't mind having a kid, he's nowhere near ready right now. In the meantime, they can play with the kids of the gang members have have them.

Your kid likes dinosaurs? Cool. He doesn't have any real strong opinions on dinosaurs. Granted, the first time your kid looked him dead in the eyes and told him that he reminded them of an ankylosaurus, he did feel a bit weak in the knees because nobody has ever basically outright told him that he's a tanky hard-hitter quite like that. He's happy to be their ankylosaurus, he loves the kid and that's pretty final. Besides, it's not like anyone's going to say anything to him about it.

Chiharu:

It also takes him a while to meet your child, but not because he doesn't want to or is nervous (he is nervous, but he won't tell you that), he's just a genuinely busy guy. He's got some stuff to get done, making sure that not only is he safe, but that you and your child are safe too. He does have enemies in his line of "work" that wouldn't be above using some pretty deplorable methods to get their point across. When he does finally meet your kid though, he's shockingly calm, eager to meet them and happy to be there! They want to play? Hell yeah, he'll get on the ground and playing with them within the first five minutes, and they are inseparable. He doesn't want to leave, he winds up sleeping on your couch, passed out watching a movie with your child. Land Before Time, specifically, because he has TASTE!

Bond established within five minutes. Really, all that needed to be said was "Hi! I like dinosaurs!" and Chiharu was won over. He bonds with kids so easily it's almost scary, but it's because he's got an incredibly sense of whimsy and can easily see things the way that kids do. You may see a messy pile of leaves, but Chiharu sees a potential castle. He's perfectly happy to take your child under his wing. He's honestly more of a cool older brother than a father figure, but he's got his moments of paternal wisdom, such as telling them not to lick batteries or stick a fork in the electrical outlets. Really, common sense things, but sometimes kids just need to be told not to do dangerous stuff.

Much like with Hanayama's guys, his guys don't mind spending time with your kid. That's their bosses adopted little one, and they're going to treat them like family regardless. That is their little buddy now, and nobody is gonna get between them and their little buddy. They'll always have a ride to and from school, they'll always have someone able to bring them snacks or lunch, and they have an entire army of bodyguards at their beck and call.

No hesitation, just "THIS IS MY MINI ME!! LOOK UPON THEM AND WEEP BECAUSE YOU WILL NEVER BE HALF AS COOL AS US!" And you know what? He's right. The two of them are cool, and your kid has become his mini-me. When they're old enough, if they wanted a tattoo, Chiharu would 100% take them to get one where he got his. It's good quality, and his partner in crime deserves only the best of the best! The other fighters will probably get attached too, because being around Chiharu is bound to increase the confidence of any child.

Your kid wants a little sibling? Well, shit, better start building that crib because he won't hesitate to give them exactly that. He'll take your opinion into consideration. If he could spontaneously pop out a kid himself, he would. Rest assured, him being unable to do this is a good thing, otherwise you'd both have about 10 toddlers to take care of on top of your own child. If you're persuasive enough though, you can convince him to just wait a little bit. Unless, of course, you are also spontaneous, in which case, congratulations, another child is on their way! Be it adopted or biological, this one will absolutely just wind up being another Chiharu 2.0, though if that's a good thing is up to you.

He'd probably get called Pterodactyl or something along those lines because of his back tattoo, but also: He's bird-like in his tendencies. He wears the nickname with pride though, and he doesn't need an explanation. Any nickname given to him by your little one is going to stick no matter what, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Hell, he'll even do his best to come up with a good one for your kid in return, his dino knowledge is, admittedly, very limited.

Katsumi:

Perfectly at ease, an absolute natural when it comes to stuff like this, despite never potentially being a father himself. Literally almost everyone loves him, so he's not too worried about your kid taking a liking to him as well, but that doesn't mean he won't try to win them over first. Bribes are brought and provided (with your permission, of course). Even if they like him right away, he's very quickly cemented as a favorite in their books because of all the cool stuff that he brought! He's not above getting on the ground and playing around with them too. Leaving them alone together is dangerous however, because you'll come back and Katsumi has taught your kid how to punch through a wooden board, and your coffee table is now less structurally sound than it was the last time you were in the room.

There's a very strong bond, but it takes a while to actually set in. Katsumi isn't worried about it being an instant thing, he knows that these things take time, probably better than anyone else, and he's definitely not going to push. That being said, he thinks he's doing worse than he really is. They don't talk to him about something because they got distracted and he immediately jumps to "oh god, they hate me, I need to call my dad for help because I can't have my beloved's kid hate me!" Even if it's your younger sibling being protective because that's just how kids can be sometimes. He immediately goes running to Doppo for help, only to basically be told to calm down.

Yeah, this child absolutely will be absorbed into Katsumi's friend group. They're going to grow up calling Katou and Suedo their uncles, and they're absolutely going to be able to keep up with their quips and jabs. Congrats, you're now raising a witty karate nerd and their three mentors. Of course, Doppo and Natsue are there to help if need-be, so you at least have reliable baby-sitters that are always willing to take the little one so you and Katsumi can go on a date or even if you just need a minute, even if it's just to sit down and not do anything for a hot minute.

This is his star pupil. Adults that have trained under him for months? Years? Nothing in comparison to the bond between Katsumi and his new partner in crime. And they do commit crimes. Innocent crimes, to be fair, but still crimes. One will distract you while the other steals food and snacks for the both of them. If they get caught, then they're making a break for it and you'll never catch up to them until they come back later with puppy eyes wanting more food, and you won't even be able to stay mad, because they just look so innocent and adorable (they aren't, they have committed crimes and will commit them again), so surely a little treat before supper couldn't hurt!

A sibling? They want a sibling? A niece or nephew?? His body is ready, he'll get pregnant if he has to. He doesn't care if it's impossible, his little baby will get whatever they want from him and they know it too. He's the worst at saying no, and eventually his partner in crime learns this. You're going to have to help Katsumi when it comes to letting the little ball of energy down easy. That being said, him actually telling them no will take a few years, though it's going to take a while for him to actually get the hang of it without feeling guilty.

Katsumi will most likely get called Stegosaurus, especially if he ever demonstrates his skills anywhere in front of this small, impressionable child. Is it to brag? Probably. Is it to show how cool karate is so they agree to take lessons? Mayhaps. Does he get upset about this? No, absolutely not, and the second this small human learns that Katsumi once fought a caveman, it's all over, they're gonna be asking a billion questions and Katsumi will barely be able to keep up. They'll convert him to the dark side (liking dinosaurs) in no time, just watch.

Jack:

He's so quiet. Just in general, yes, but beyond saying hi, he's not doing much initially, just sorta relaxing. There's no reason for him to get worked up, the kid's not going to be able to do anything to him, and he doubts that you'd ever leave him just because he was being himself around someone. As for the reaction to meeting Jack, there's most likely going to be either "WOAH! That guy's HUGE!!" and "Woah. That guy's huge." though after the first few minutes they'll likely realize that Jack is pretty chill. They'll most likely wind up sitting together and watching a movie, and because it's Jack he's going to want to sleep over so he can get his cuddles in before he has to go back to working out.

Any bond with Jack comes with the assurance that he's not going anywhere unless you either act like a jerk or unless you ask him to leave, and that's the same case for this child. All it takes is him being there during a few nightmares or rough days for them to realize that Jack is, simply put, there for them. He's going to be just as protective of them as he is of you as well, you're both a part of his family now and nobody is going to bother either of you on his watch. Once they get more comfortable with each-other, they'll likely rough-house a bit. Jack controls his strength well, and the kid doesn't have to worry about hurting him, so be prepared to just occasionally watch them get tossed onto the couch by Jack, only to run over begging for it to be done again.

Yujiro might give Jack a hard time about not having kids of his own and taking care of someone else's child, but Jack honest to god doesn't care. Yujiro can keep yapping at him, he's perfectly happy doing what he's doing, which is most likely enjoying a really nice outing with you, your kid as well as Baki and Kozue, he's not about to let his old man ruin that. One of the few times Jack might actually crack back at Yujiro, because while this isn't his kid, at least he's parenting. Will that start a fight? There's a decent chance Yujiro might be insulted enough, but it's the truth and deep down he knows it, so he can't really say anything.

Jack doesn't really care if he introduces them (and you) to the other fighters or not. These are good people who wouldn't hurt either of you, and if they were then you wouldn't even know about them. The first person he introduces the both of you to is Tokugawa, he needs to get the old man's approval to bring you two around to the arena on occasion, though Baki isn't long after for an introduction. He'll want all of the important people in his life to know about the both of you in case anything happens to him so you'll both be safe and taken care of. It's a morbid thought and he'd likely never say it out loud, but he likes to prepare for the worst and hope for the best.

They want a sibling? They want him to give them a sibling? Well, he's conflicted about that one. On one hand, the idea of having a kid with you is fun, and he certainly doesn't mind trying even if it's not physically possible, but on the other hand: he really doesn't know if he can have kids. Not just because of the steroid abuse, but because of all the mental hang-ups he has about being an unwanted child. Would it be wrong of him to bring a life into this world? Would he be a good parent? What if they're sick, or his father does something to them because they're not strong enough? He's got all sorts of fears and concerns, but given time he'll come to you about them so you can both talk about it.

It takes a hot minute to figure out what dinosaur to nickname Jack, but eventually, given a lot of thought (and maybe a Jurassic World binge) they settle on Giganotosaurus. Because like Jack, this dinosaur is big and has a horrific bite, both powerful and fast, even if they aren't the strongest, much like Jack. Though Jack doesn't really know how to feel about being nicknamed after a dinosaur in particular, he does appreciate their knowledge and the effort they put into finding the right one to call him, even if he's not really one for nicknames. If they try hard enough, they can even get Baki on board with it. Jack will suffer the entire time, but he doesn't actually mind.

Kosho:

Awkward as all hell. He doesn't mind kids, he's just not good with them. Like, at all. He doesn't know what to do to entertain them, he doesn't know how to bond with them, he doesn't even know what they like doing other than being weirdly sticky all the time. He doesn't understand how or why, but it's a thing that they do. That being said, this kid is absolutely infatuated with him. No explanation, no reasoning, they just decide instantly that they want to be near him very often, and you're going to have to literally pry them away from him. It's like when cats find the one person in the room that don't like them and proceed to stick to them like glue. Doe she understand? No. Is he trying? Desperately trying, yes. Is it getting him anywhere? Nah. Do they still love him? Absolutely, take joy in his misery while it lasts, because he will eventually get used to it.

Kosho is pretty damn loyal. He cares for his people, and he likes to show that in his own weird way. He's like a cat, where he doesn't want to be given affection unless he's the one to initiate. At some point in time, he'll just walk past the kid while they're doing regular things to just pat them on the top of the head and then promptly walk away like he didn't do anything. If they try to hug him or lean into him, he'll act like they've burnt him, but he's not against the affection, he's just not used to kids trying to get closer to him and show him that they love him.

They never have to suffer through long and dragging on doctors appointments ever again. Given a little bit of time, both of the brothers will get used to them and be absolutely in love. Kureha is 100% willing to offer up fake doctors notes if it means he can get out of dancing around the awkward conversation between him and some macho man that refuses to admit that he's got a bright pink vibe up his butt and can't get it out. Speaking of, this kid is about to be traumatized by both Kureha and Kosho telling them horrifying stories about messed up stuff, but they're going to have fun while it's happening so I guess it's a win?

Does Kosho want to introduce this kid to the other fighters? Oddly enough, yes. He wants to brag about his new little buddy and flex that he's got the new fun cool person to hang around with. There's no hesitation, no second thoughts, he just shows up one day like "HEY FUCKERS LOOK WHAT I FOUND!! THEY ARE STRANGE AND STICKY BUT I STILL LOVE THEM!" Only for your child to just be sitting there shitting bricks because oh my god look at the size of that guy- Hey is that a caveman?? They eventually just sorta accept that Kosho is just going to show up at some points in time, and he may or may not be accompanied by a small borderline feral child, and that they may or may not have to endure (happily so) their shenanigans (talking about dinosaurs and about how cool they think all the fighters are).

Sibling? Yeah, nah, sorry kiddo. He's not too interested in having his own kids, and he's a bit worried about having another kid only for them to wind up going through a "I HATE MY OLDER SIBLING!!" phase that he went through with Kureha, not realizing that he is the exception and not the norm. It'll take a long time for him to realize that as well, but seeing the two of you interact if you're siblings does help him slowly start to figure it out. He might warm up to the idea down the line, but he's initially very against the idea and will outright deny ever wanting kids. He might never change his mind, because one might just be enough for him.

They 100% call him therizinosaurus. He cuts stuff with his nails, the connection gets made almost immediately. Does he enjoy being called a dinosaur? Not really, no. Does he appreciate the effort that was put into finding the right one that suits him? Absolutely, so they can call him a therizinosaurus all they want, he won't stop them. He never really gets the point of it, but he does appreciate their knowledge and will actively encourage their interests with random cool dinosaur things that he happens to find, be it while he's out on some adventure training or if he's getting groceries. Eventually he starts learning about dinosaur stuff against his will and just accepts that this is his life now.

Kureha:

He's not awkward per se, but he isn't super fond of kids, especially not loud energetic ones. He might warm up to them eventually if they are more energetic, but only be assured it's because they matter so much to you. He'll never admit that he was nervous before meeting them though, there's no way he'll ever tell you that he feared a young child holding the potential to ruin his relationship simply because they didn't like him. He played really nice with them for the first few months, and then he started being himself a bit more. They either get along just fine or they constantly butt heads about some things, either way, it's a playfully bitchy relationship where they give each-other a hard time to show that they care about each-other.

They will never have to worry about long wait times to get checked out for anything. Runny nose? Kureha's got it. Sore knee? He's got that too. Kureha is fully willing to spoil the living daylights out of this kid and he makes that very clear. They want dinosaur stuff? They get an exclusive tour of the paleontology wing of a museum and they get to raid the gift-shop for souvenirs after. Not feeling well? They've got doctors notes on demand. Lord help whoever manages to upset them, because Shinogi can and will give them the worst health scare of their lives. You've got a cough? Well, we took a chest x-ray and we found some weird spots so we'd better check for something more serious!

Kureha hangs around Jack often enough that eventually you'll just wind up adopting him into the family as some sort of uncle. If the kid struggled with bullies before, then the second Jack goes to pick them up from school that is over. They now have the cool massive scary uncle and the cunty scary father figure who just so happens to be a doctor. They literally can't do anything because if Kureha complains to their parents it's all over for them, especially since he's so well respected in the medical field. Otherwise, a quick call to Jack for a quick favor can really get things moving in the right direction.

Would he bring them around the arena? Not likely. He'll introduce them to Tokugawa, his brother and Jack, but the others aren't likely to meet them unless they happen to run into you all in public or at the hospital when you're visiting Kureha. Them coming around the arena wouldn't be likely until they're much older, like in their late teens or early twenties simply because he doesn't want to have to patch them up because they gain an interest in fighting. ESPECIALLY if Pickle is around. Jack, Katsumi and Retsu weren't the hardest to patch up, but it's not something he wants to do for someone that he's supposed to help raise.

They can ask him for a sibling all they want, his answer isn't likely to change from a firm no. Now if you want a kid, that's a different answer entirely, and it's more of a conversation he's willing to have because you're both adults and that's the healthy thing to do, but a kid asking him to bring another kid into the world? That's an automatic no. He doesn't even really want kids of his own simply because of how his family is (thank you Iya for the lovely lovely Shinogi brothers HCs I love you pookie) but he's open to at least talking about it and thinking about it for longer than five seconds. That being said, if he does agree for whatever reason, then he's going to be an absolute bitch about it, even if he was the one to initiate obtaining said child.

He expects to be nicknamed after some glorious majestic dinosaur, and then the kid hits him with the Synosauropteryx and he just needs to sit down for a few minutes when he finally looks the lil guy up only to realize that the only reason they chose that one in particular was because he's got red hair. It's a devastating realization for him, but please wait to bring out the chihuahua comparison, because he'll go from devastated to murderous in about half a second and you will NOT be able to outrun him. Pointing out that he's then proving you right will simply make him even angrier, and you will 100% wind up duct-taped to the ceiling, your kid will help him.

Retsu:

This man is a MOTHER. He is a MOTHER! He knows how to handle kids and he does so very well! How and where did he learn how to do all of this? No idea! He didn't help raise other kids, as a matter of fact, he was pretty much an only child the entire time he was growing up, but he does remember how he was raised. Despite him being a mother, don't be overly shocked if you come home one day and he's taught them how to kick a hole in the wall (that was not intentional and he doesn't know how to make them stop please help he is scared) and then there are also the random skills that they also learn from him passively. There's no fear, they almost instantly both click with each-other, the vibes are immaculate, it's like finding peace for the first time.

Retsu is nothing if not loyal to his loved ones. They want something? They've got it, and if he can't get it for them, then he knows someone that can get it for them in almost no time at all. Having his connections, stuff like that is child's play. They want an archeologist at their birthday party to tell them about their most interesting dig? Why not go to the actual dig site and help out? He can get that organized, he promises, just give him a few weeks to get all the ducks in a row, and he'll make this the best damn birthday party they've ever seen. How is he going to top it next year? Don't know, but he will. You just gotta trust the process!

He might take them back to the temple he was born and raised in to go meet some of the other Chinese Kempo practitioners he grew up with, though he doesn't really want to take them to meet Kaiou Kaku and his family, simply because he'd rather not put them in the potential path to be judged and treated poorly, as the old man can be pretty prejudiced, though he doesn't really have much to worry about because Kaiou Kaku is a father, grandfather and great grandfather, so he's used to kids not sharing his interests and is actually decently chill about that. It's a large family that, upon learning that Retsu has taken in this child, will do anything to protect them.

He'd be torn between bringing them to the arena or just keeping them introduced to a few people that he's close to, like Tokugawa and the Orochi family, though he might eventually just bring them with him because they pester him enough. He's decently protective and might be weary of Jack and Baki getting close to them simply because of Yujiro being... Well, Yujiro, but eventually he does give in and they wind up rough-housing with one of the brothers or Katsumi while he does something else, like fighting so they don't have to see him whooping ass. Though he does wind up absolutely thrilled that the others would care for his adopted child this much and he'll tell you as much with a big emotional smile and a tear in his eyes. You'll have to comfort him a little, he's easily made emotional.

A SIBLING?!? MY WORD!! Why are they asking HIM this question?! (He's stunned and shocked and oh my word he is appalled and doesn't at all realize that this means they see him as a parent and obviously parents are the ones who have kids right?) He's not really sure how to react other than a flustered and desperate request for your help please god he doesn't know what he's doing please help him. Once he calms down and thinks for a second though, he gets it, really he does. He's open to the idea as long as you're both stable enough in your lives to bring another one into the family. He's going to be just as good of a parental figure to this one, he promises, and honestly, he's one of the few people you can trust when he says that.

He doesn't mind being nicknamed after a dinosaur, he's actually highly flattered because of it and is incredibly proud when he gets to witness their knowledge firsthand! All of those late nights staying up with them to figure out what the coolest dinosaurs are were definitely worth it, because the one time he asks what dinosaur they think he is he gets hit with "Oh! You're definitely a Tarbosaurs!" A ruthless and efficient predator, thought to be a dedicated parent? That sums him up perfectly! He's got no problem calling them his little tarbosaurus either, even going as far as to learn as much as he can so he can occasionally drop interesting facts onto your childs head and watch them light up in excitement and delight.

Doppo:

He's done this before, he's willing to do it again. Younger kids are a bit of a challenge because he adopted Katsumi at a bit older, but he doesn't mind, he adapts quick. That and he's got a bunch of eager students that either know someone or are someone that works with kids and can do whatever he needs them to when it comes to child care. If he's busy for whatever reason, he knows that either Katsumi or one of the hired babysitters have them covered, especially if it's a date night. Katsumi's a bit old to be expecting a new sibling, but that won't stop Doppo. Truth be told, he did enjoy fatherhood and having someone looking up to him with that child-like wonder and amazement, so the first time he meets them he wants to immediately hit them with a wow-factor. And the fun part is that it works! Enjoy peace and quiet for the next six hours, because Doppo's got this covered! Go take a nap or get your nails done, you'll find them tuckered out and ready for a nap of their own when you get back.

Devoted and loyal aren't nearly enough to describe Doppo. You need him on the PTA? He's there, and he's getting things done! His name carries weight, and he uses that to his full advantage if he needs to. He did it for Katsumi, and he knows for a fact that the teachers and parents still at that school remember how he ruled the PTA with an iron fist, though he was always hidden in the background. They want to go to a museum with dinosaurs? He's organizing a field trip for the entire grade, and of course he's there as a chaperone to supervise and get some quality dad time in, just like he did with Katsumi when he was at the age where he didn't realize that that's what Doppo was doing.

He definitely is not letting Yujiro get wind of this one. That's the last thing he needs. This child is peaceful, interested in things like dinosaurs and learning, The Ogre would eat them alive, and there's no way he would ever let that happen. Baki is safe, Jack is a maybe, but Yujiro? Definitely a no. Absolutely not. If he sees him while out in public he's distancing himself from you and the kid just to be sure that you don't look associated with him in the slightest. He's not playing games, you and your kid will be safe no matter what, and if it means having you be whisked away by someone he knows to go back home and wait out Yujiro being... Well, his awful self, then that's simply going to be a factor. He'll let you know about that upfront though, so you know what you're getting into.

Oh he does bring them around the arena when he knows Yujiro isn't in the country. He's reluctant around Jack, but Shibukawa, Retsu and Tokugawa? They all meet his new kid, and they all weep because oh my god, they're so cute, and so clever!!! Tokugawa hopes that they'll become a fighting prodigy, much like Katsumi, but it only takes him about a month to accept that they don't really have an interest in that. They will learn Karate, because of course, Doppo wants to bond with them in his own little way and make sure they know how to defend themselves, so eventually someone will say that dinosaurs are boring and Doppo will bring them home crying laughing because someone said dinosaurs were stupid and they karate chopped them in the leg because they're wrong dinosaurs are cool don't be a dummy. Bonus points if it's some big showy fighter was trying to act hard and cool that immediately shut down once he got slapped.

A sibling? They already have a sibling! Katsumi is right there! They want a younger one? Well hell, Doppo's already in his fifties! It's a bit late to think about having another one, but yet again, if you ask real nicely he might consider it. In all seriousness though, he doubts that they'll need another sibling, they, as well as Katsumi, are more than enough for him, but if you say you want to be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen, he doesn't mind helping you achieve that goal. ;)

Oh he doesn't mind getting nicknamed after a dinosaur! As a matter of fact, he's entirely pleased by it. Especially when they decide that the perfect nickname for him was triceratops. Big, strong and intimidating. If he was a more insecure man, he'd be worried that he was scaring his new kid, but no, he knows that they feel safe around him. They wouldn't give him a nickname if they didn't! He wears his nickname as a badge of honor, and proudly brags about being seen as strong by his children. Katsumi might give him a hard time about it, but he's just jealous that Doppo got a cool nickname first.

#baki the grappler #baki son of ogre #grappler baki #baki dou #baki rahen #baki headcanons #baki hanma #hanayama kaoru #chiharu shiba #katsumi orochi #jack hanma #kosho shinogi #kureha shinogi #retsu kaioh #doppo orochi #natsue orochi #shibukawa gouki

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Bro has the social skills of a broken thumb and I love him for that.

Jack being nervous and sweaty is driving me crazy hes so fucking adorable I love him so much, he can be so weird and awkward

LOOK AT HIS CUTE LITTLE "uhm" ITAGKI YOUR KILLING ME

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Tiny update on the hiatus: my mom just got out of surgery, so here's hoping it's smooth sailing from here on out. Hiatus is still ongoing for the next little while, at least until she's home and well again. Thank you all for your patience.

Small hiatus, I don't know when it'll end. My mom has a brain tumor that bled sometime overnight and she's in the hospital. Sorry for the delays. I'll keep working on my backlog in the background, but it won't be released right away.

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HIIIiiii BaBbbbbyyy~~ (in deprived crackhead voice)

you got anymore jackhammerdispussy heaadcanons…

IM SO THIRSTY THE WELL IS DRY WE ARE IN FAMINE

OOHhh So boy oh BOY do I got some goodies BREWING. LETS Fucking Go.

CW/TW: mentions of drug use, Canon assault mention.

Jack surprisingly isn't a toxic abusive boyfriend. He was a product of SA in Canon so I can't imagine Jack wanting to be like Yujiro.

Loves to eat you out and finger you more than actually fucking. He likes knowing that you can resort to mush just by his mouth and hands.

"Fuck that's it doll, scream for daddy..."

He's a bit paranoid but that is because he knows how fucked up the world is and how screwed up in the head people are

HE WILL SPOIL THE FUCK OUT OF YOU. Foot massages, back massages, muscle rubs. YOU NAME IT AND JACK WILL PROVIDE.

Daddy Kink. Call him daddy, and he is no better than man.

High ass sex drive due to the amount of drugs he use to pound into him.

Expect to go rounds upon rounds after you cum. He will overstimulate you until you are sobbing

YOU inspired him to quit using. Jack stopped on his own because he wanted to create a life with you. He can't have a future if he's dead.

The man loves to see you in a collar with dog ears and a tail bvttplug. especially after a long day

Jack works at a very nice Gym that Mitsunari helped hook him up with to get him clean and on the right track

Over stimulation kink, he loves it when you ride him and he is already sensitive from orgasms- but he wants more. Begging. Crying, he will turn into putty.. only for you.

He's so fucking protective, he won't let you leave the house alone after the lights are on unless he accompanies you or you take the dog.

Jack bought you a Tibetan mastiff puppy to keep you safe when it grows older.

He will watch you sleep and leeo you in his arms securely and often stays awake all night to make sure your safe from harm or anyone who could come in and attack

Safeword is Bunny

He let's you paint his nails. But only black or clear! But he loves at home manicures and pedicures with you. If anyone found out, he will kill them.

Favorite sex position is surprisingly missionary. He likes being able to lick your tears and bend you in half under him.

Loves to choke you until you are drooling often kissing your neck after when he moves his hand to bite hickies

Not posessive, but makes sure people know you are his and will not let others just flirt with you willy nilly. He will watch and observe to see how far the person will take it. He trusts you more than life. He knows you wouldn't betray his trust.

Every night he fucks you and pounds you with every fiber of his being.

Towards the end after he will slowly make love to you until you fall asleep.

He will still rock into you with shallow gentle thrusts as you drift off to sleep, letting him fill you

Pansexual, Jack loves people and not gender. He sees a person for how they are and not their genitalia.

Has a power kink, call him sir or master- anything with a superiority title.

Helps you work out and often will help position your body if he sees you doing something wrong

Gets loud in bed so often that you and Jack got soundproof walls installed, and have to play loud music.

RIP Bed. That frame has broken so many times. The bed is a mattress on the floor because the legs broke one night as Jack was fucking you

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IMAGINE 😭💀

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baratiddyappreciator · 1 month

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I FORGOT ABOUT THIS ONE!! You have inspired me, I am adding another WIP to the list lmao

Brain diarrhea day #1

The Baki men… as strip club workers🤪✨

The men who are the main strippers. The cuties if you will. They’re the ones who rack up the biggest crowds and the most money with their innocent yet promiscuous dance routines. ALWAYS have sugar mommies that rent them out back to back to give them a private dance lesson. BAKI, KATSUMI, DOYLE, KUREHA

The beefy boys who get rich just from letting ladies sit on their laps and stroke their huge manly muscles. They give magic mike like performances and all the ladies STAMPEDE towards the stage once they hear their iconic opening number play. JACK, HANAYAMA, DOPPO, OLIVA, YUJIRO

I’ll add more as I get comments about more ideas but that’s as much as I can think about right now

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baratiddyappreciator · 2 months

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The characters of "Baki the grappler" and the language of love

Baki:

Touching

Baki is one of the most tactile characters. And it is also important for him that you also express your love physically. Hugs, kisses, holding hands, even just a pat on the shoulder will do for him. It's just that it's important for him to feel that you're with him and you're safe.

Hanayama:

Gifts

He is not mercantile. He is not a materialist. Oh no. It's just that, as I've told you before, it's difficult for him to express his feelings in words. He is also limited in his actions. And he can't spend the desired amount of time with you. But despite this, he really likes to put on your smile when he gives you another gift.

Katsumi:

Time or quality forwarding time

Oooh, it's hard to define his love language, but still he tends to do just that. And he appreciates it. From simple silence in each other's campaign to experiments and joint hobbies. Why this particular view? He likes the idea of your memories together. Definitely in old age, the phrase " Do you remember how we learned to surf together? Yes, you often fell off the board. Hehe, it was a funny sight... Maybe we should go to the sea again, don't you think? "

Jack:

Words

It's difficult for him. He would prefer to show his feelings by actions. But he understands perfectly well how important words are. For him and for you. Jack tries to compliment you, thank you for even the smallest things, say "I love you" before going to bed, and a lot of similar things. It really means to him that you know that he loves you. And don't forget to return the favor. This boy needs to be praised as often as possible, he deserves it.

Retsu:

Help

Retsu is a conscious person and he prefers to show his love not by word, but by deed. It's just more practical. And it's also a way to make sure that everything will be 100% fine with you and you won't have to strain yourself over trifles. Like you came home tired from work and didn't have time to clean the house? It's not a problem, because he's already done it, there's no point in straining. It is important for Retsu that you are happy and comfortable, so he will do everything to make your life easier.

Shibukawa:

Time

For him, time is a resource. You know, when people get older, they start to appreciate time more. So he shares with you what is valuable to him. And he likes it. Perhaps before you entered into a relationship, he directed this resource only to himself, and he could not think that sharing it could be so pleasant. He shares it with you... Almost all the time. From reading a book together to training.

Yujiro:

Words

Yes, you can't tell from him, but this. However, this love language is different from Jack's love language. No cute phrases, no compliments. For him, it's trivial. He starts giving you advice, voicing his thoughts about certain situations. Do you think that this is not enough? Look who it is. This is Yujiro Hanma. He was always on his own mind. And it is difficult for him to open up to another person, there is a feeling of insecurity. So this is for him a manifestation of love in the highest degree.

Doppo:

Touching

Yes, he has lived enough, but touching is still important to him. It's just that they make it easier to express emotions and feelings. Like, he starts to feel worried about you when something doesn't work out, so he'll hug you, pat you on the back and say a few encouraging words. And reciprocity is also important for him, because there is nothing better than to return from training and receive affection from his beloved.

Olive:

Gifts

Well, what else? He likes to give gifts. And not just gifts, but the BEST gifts. Look, he has enough money to do this. So everything is most dear to you. And he loves your smile when you get them. She will always remain in his heart. And Oliva does not require gifts in return, your sincere reaction is really enough for him. However, he wouldn't mind accepting something made by your hands.

Shiba:

Touching

This guy just loves you so much that he can't keep his hands to himself. You are always happy with him, and his hands are always on you. In private, he won't let you out of his arms, in public, his hand is chained to your waist. And despite the appearance, Shiba is gentle, he is certainly ready to give you his love, but he also wants to receive something in return. Even a crumb will be enough for him. Just straighten his clothes or give him tired shoulders and it will make him shine.

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Hiii🤗

Just wanted to let you know I absolutley LOVE love love your Baki stuff💖🧎‍♀️🤲 especially the ones with all the characters included🤩 I never see stuff for most of the characters so I’m so happy you do them😭🌸 please keep doing what you’re doing🥳🥳🥳 hope you’re feeling well and having a marvellous day/night🐓

Aweee, ty! I always worry that people don't like my stuff lol, but this genuinely means a lot to me! I'm working on some things in the background right now, so I will get the food out of the oven eventually I promise lmao.

#baki the grappler #baki headcanons #baki dou #grappler baki #baki son of ogre

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Pegging the Baki Cast

If you thought I could write well when it came to the reader getting pounded on their period, then you've clearly never heard me talk about pegging men before. NSFW, minors DNI. Both HCs and short stories, you're all welcome ;)

"Baby, can I peg you?"

Baki:

He agrees before he even process what you asked him, but once he realizes what you asked, he doesn't take it back. He's no coward, and you'd seemed so excited when you'd asked, he couldn't possibly take that agreement back.

Of course, he doesn't have anything needed for pegging at home, so you'll both have to pick something out. Don't let him just pick anything though, he doesn't know what he's able to take just yet and will 100% overestimate his abilities.

CLEARLY he can take that massive 12" toy with a blunt head meant for someone with a bit more experience. Never done anal a single day in his life, but he wants that one.

He has no idea what he's doing. He'll take a shower, come out all sexy like "time to fuck my ass baby" but he's done like zero prep beyond being clean and horny. You're going to have to walk him through the process as you're doing it, because he's going to ask you a billion questions.

When you actually get into it though, there are no words, he's just laying there with this wide-eyed, almost dazed look on his face. He's fine, he'd tell you if he wasn't, he's just getting used to the feeling.

Vocal, wiggly and will definitely have a new appreciation for what you go through when he's on top. Would he do it again? Maybe on special occasions, and he's normally the one to ask. Long forgotten are the dreams of big toys though, he's found out he likes the smaller stuff.

Whining usually got Baki what he wanted, and in his mind, it wouldn't be any different here. But the issue was that he wasn't in charge here. No, as a matter of fact, he was the one submitting as your hips slanted against his, relentless and bringing pleasure, but not enough pleasure. He whined and groaned, desperate for some more friction, but every time he started reaching for his leaking cock, your hips would draw almost all the way back and stop, just barely leaving the tip of the strap inside of him, and he couldn't bear the thought of losing that pleasure, nails biting into your hips to ground him. There would be bruises after this was done, but there was no use in complaining about it, not when such beautiful sounds escaped his lips. Your hips ground deep against his, and his eyes rolled back, a deep, guttural groan escaping his lips, a shiver running up his spine as his legs squeezed around your hips, holding you in closer.

Silent pleas for more met your ears in a beautiful display of his voice going as light and soft as possible, breathy as he focused on the feelings racing throuhg his body. You could be rougher with him, you could grab him by his thick throat and choke, but that wasn't what was being done this time. This time it was just an introduction, a gentle introduction, not that he seemed to get that at this point. There was a small thought at the back of your mind, a hint of worry that he might just crush your hips or your spine with how hard he was flexing his legs or how hard he was jolting, but there was more trust than fear. Your hands braced on the wide expanses of his chest as you ground deep into him, lips pressing against his own and he moaned, soft, light and airy as his arms wrapped around your shoulders in a shaking hug.

His pupils blown wide, lips parted, kiss swollen and and wet. He was almost completely gone from the pleasure, that was clear as day, but the second your eyes met he got lost in them, seeing so much in them. He could have sword he was seeing the very universe in your eyes, but the stars invaded the rest of his vision and he realized that he was cumming a moment later, gasping and moaning as he held you close. "Oh god baby please don't stop, just like that please-!" he choked as he bucked his hips against yours, desperately seeking to milk his own orgasm for as long as he could, chasing the feeling of your strap so deep inside of him that he was pretty sure it would leave an indent in his guts. If this was how it felt for you when he was on top, then maybe he'd give that to you when he could feel his toes again.

Kozue:

Oh fuck yes. She can see that look in your eyes, and she knows that you'd wreck her shit. She's all for it, especially if you two have the place to yourselves, because then she can be all over you.

She's got a few toys of her own, but she'd definitely be interested in getting a harness for herself, or maybe even a double-ended dildo so you can both peg each-other at the same time. Granted, this is one of the few chances you'll likely get to see her stash though.

She'll absolutely pull up an online sex toy shop and have you pick out one that you both like. Don't think she isn't also getting a strap now that you've brought it up.

Not that hard, she's got an entire self-lubricating system meant to take stuff in. This being said, she definitely has a secret bottle of lube ready just in case, and she's definitely giving herself some foreplay, not that she'll need much considering how excited she is.

She's competent and the second least likely to just go dumb when she's bottoming for you because she's done that before. She'll tell you exactly what she wants and when she wants it. Harder? Now. Deeper? NOW. She's going to tell you.

Confident and in charge despite being on the bottom, she knows what she likes and she knows how to get it, there's very little experimenting that needs to be done beyond what you both want to try. Would she do it again? Of course! Maybe she'll even switch with you!

She was so, so very different to what you were used to. Her hands braced on your shoulders, her hips practically slamming down on yours, her head thrown back as she moaned, not worried in the slightest about the volume, her slick smearing on your hips as she rode you, and she was riding you hard. The soft, slick noise of her cunt around the strap one of the few noises you could hear right now, her hips rocking against yours hard, grinding down, lifting, slamming down, grinding, lifting, her nails digging hard into your shoulders with each downwards stroke. Each time you tried to move to flip her over, her hips slammed down against yours and she forced your back down against the bed with a groan. She knew what she wanted, and right now what she wanted was to ride you like her life was depending on it.

Her hips slowed for only a moment, her hips rolling against yours as she leaned down to kiss you, biting your bottom lip and rolling it between her teeth, a hungry growl escaping her as she stared into your eyes before pressing herself flat against your chest, legs squeezing your hips as she pulled you along, rolling the both of you over. This was your turn now, your turn to be on top, your turn to give pleasure, and she was encouraging you to do what you wanted. That didn't mean she just sat there passively however, oh no, passive wasn't in her vocabulary, not during sex. Her nails bit into your back, her chest pressing up against yours, legs looped around your hips to pull you in closer.

Her arms were deceptively strong as she pulled you in for a crushing hug, shivering slightly as her orgasm drew nearer and nearer. It was a form of praise in itself that she clung to you so hard as she neared her climax, her moans for you and only you to hear, impressions of her pleasure left in your skin via hickeys, scratches and faint bite marks that had really only been slight indents, done in a state of euphoria and slight overstimulation. "Oh god- If you stop right now I'm going to kill you I swear!" She gasped, arching against you again, nails dragging down your forearms, before her head was thrown back against the pillows, a dramatic moan escaping her, but it was indication enough that she was right on the cusp of cumming. If you were wet before, you were absolutely drenched now. Given the chance, you could absolutely sense that she was going to obliterate you when it was her turn to wear the strap.

Hanayama:

Dead stare, plain eye contact, he's going to stare at you until you ask again, and then he'll zone back in. One of the few times you'll ever see him blush. He goes bright red, from the tips of his ears all the way down to his chest. He's not going to answer for a hot minute though.

He doesn't have anything, and he didn't ever think he'd need anything. He's got no idea about any of this and he's completely lost. Never even crossed his mind that you'd want to peg him. Honestly he's too flustered to tell you what he wants, so he'll just let you pick something out.

Despite how big and tough he is, he knows that he's a beginner, so he'll ask for something smaller and softer than you might think, but he's aware that there's no shame in that.

You're going to have to walk him through the steps of prep, because while he knows about foreplay, he just doesn't compute that he also needs foreplay. If you make him do it himself then he'll be prepped enough to immediately take you, but he'd prefer to be thoroughly prepped with your help for the experience.

Yeah he's not capable of using words right now, but he'll make it very clear if he needs to stop. He'd probably prefer being face down for this so you won't see how red he gets (you'll still see it, the entire back of his neck and his shoulders are bright red), so he's definitely established that if he taps out then he's tapping out.

Whiny and jumpy. Anything new gets a whine and a jolt, lots of lube will be needed and a lot of reassurance. Rubbing circles into his lower back will help. Yes he's still tough, and please tell him that. Also if you ever breathe a word of this to his boys he'll break up with you on the spot. Would he do it again? Not likely, but he might occasionally be convinced.

It was incredibly unusual for you to be in this position. Normally it would be him behind you, his fingers digging into the fat of your hips and rubbing circles against your lower back waiting for you to loosen up and relax enough for him to take you. But now you took up that role, rubbing circles into his lower back and kissing between his shoulders as you bent over him, a grunt escaping him as the strap sank in slightly further. You'd been at this for a while now, just trying to get him to relax so you could show him how good this felt, but Hanayama wasn't one to relax so easily in such a vulnerable position. If one of his men walked in to find him like this he'd never be respected in the organization again, he could hurt you, you could hurt yourself, this was a bad idea-

His thoughts fled from his brain as you growled in frustration and grabbed him by his throat, pulling his head back so you could press a harsh kiss to his lips from behind him, your hips pressing forward in a firm motion that had his entire body jolting, an uncharacteristically pathetic noise escaping his lips as you bottomed out the strap, feeling the heat of his skin under your fingers as he fought to pull his head back and push it into the pillows again, but you saw the blush turning his cheeks a cherry red, saw the sweat beading at his brow, felt his shivering, heard his soft whines, felt him trying to subtly grind against the sheets beneath him. For such a big strong man, he sure was easy to get close to the edge, especially if you weren't gentle with him like he'd expected you to be. His face was shoved into the pillows once more as your hips rolled against his, pushing deep as your hips rocked against his.

A long, deep whine escaping him, heat radiating off of his shoulders and back as you held him in place, hips rolling so slowly and lightly against his you were shocked that he wasn't more determined to get you actually thrusting instead of grinding, but he seemed perfectly content to let you grind into him and hold him down like he was little more than a plaything. "Fuck- Baby please keep going, 'm gonna cum-!" He hiccoughed in a weak, wavering voice that you'd never heard form him before. This was an entirely new side of him, and honestly, you were starting to like the shy, tiny side of him that desperately clawed at the blankets and pillows, hips grinding against yours, seemingly confused between wanting to grind against you or against the bed. Simply reaching around to grab his shaft seemed to tip him over the edge, a loud wail escaping his lips as he spilled over your fingers. This was certainly going to be interesting.

Chiharu:

He's down! Matter of fact, if you two ever wind up talking about pegging he'll most likely approach you and ask you to peg him at least once for the experience. He's not ashamed of it, he thinks it's a really intimate thing to do.

He doesn't actually have anything and unless you tell him not to, he's going to just suggest using one of your personal toys. He doesn't know that it's not safe to use an anal toy for vaginal, and vice versa, especially if it's been used in the past. You're going to have to help him pick something out for himself.

Much like Baki, he insists on a larger toy because he can totally take it. And he probably could, don't get me wrong, baby boy is tough, but for a starter? Larger, sure, but not the size of his forearm, which is definitely what he'll try and pick.

Once he agrees, he'll do some of his own research. He does a sloppy job on his own, but it's good enough. That being said, the only way to ensure that he's 100% ready and going to have a pain free experience is to just help him.

One of the few times you'll hear him shut up for once. He's not making any noises, he's just letting you do your thing to start out. Once you're in and he's done adjusting to the toy though it's free game. He's going to make noises. Very loud ones.

Needy as all hell and loud. Swears at least twice as much because those are really the only words he's capable of right now. He'll apologize for it later if you bring it up, but in the moment he's not thinking about anything other than how good he feels and how pretty you look fucking his brains out. Would he do it again? Absolutely! Anything for his baby, and he doesn't mind being freaky.

Chiharu liked to put shows on for you, he'd made that clear over the course of the time you two had been involved, but this was another one entirely. His hands were braced on the headboard behind your head as his hips rolled against your own, grinding down hard against your hips, sweat giving his skin a soft sheen, his hair was messy and sticking to his forehead, his head thrown back in ecstasy as his cock left a drooling trail of precum all over your stomach, your hands resting on his hips as he moved. If you could have the sight before you painted and framed on your wall, you'd need a bigger wall because he deserved to be the biggest, most impressive piece in your home, displayed in the most immaculate lighting, but only for your eyes. No, nobody else deserved to see the gangster like this, whining and moaning as he bounced on your strap.

He was good, fucking himself the way he found he liked, and you were there, allowed to watch, participate. You were sure that if you had an actual cock it would be so hard it would cause him pain, and that his insides would be whiter than freshly fallen snow. Reaching up, your hands followed the curve of his spine as he desperately rode you, groaning, lost in his own pleasure to meet the back of his neck, his hair slicked to the nape. Your teased the blonde strands lightly before your fingers tangled in his hair and sharply pulled his head back as you sat up, sinking your teeth into the meat of his neck. He let out a borderline feral yowl, jolting against you as you marked his throat, his hips not ceasing their desperate movement against yours. He was too close to stop now, and you were sure that if you made him stop he'd actually start crying.

Granted, he would cry anyways, you could tell. From the moment you two first hooked up you realized that if he came hard enough, he would cry, simple as that. He'd get so overwhelmed by the pleasure that he'd outright sob as a way to sing your praises, and you were almost dead certain that this was going to be what proved you right. His head pulled back, back forced to arch as his chest was bared for you to bite and kiss and suck hickeys into, his hips desperately rocking against yours, his cock trapped between the both of you, still steadily leaking. "Gahh- Baby- Sugar, please, please just touch me, I need you so bad you're so good to me, so good so good so good, please!" He whined, rolling his hips upwards against yours so he could grind against your stomach, a glassy look to his eyes. Oh yeah, he'd be cumming hard enough to cry, that was a guarantee.

Katsumi:

He accepts as cockily as possible. He's got a bubble butt, he knows it, and he's well aware that some people want him because of said bubble butt. That being said, he's never bottomed a day in his life before this, this is all just bravado for the sake of being macho.

He's got nothing. He doesn't know what to get, and instead of just being normal about it he'll go to the weirdest sex toy site possible and send you the most outlandish ones at the most inconvenient times like "hey bb can't wait for you to fuck my ass with this" and it's just a pinecone shaped dildo.

He does pick out some beginner friendly ones. In the end, he choses something simple and straightforward, just a regular anal toy will do for him because he doesn't need anything too textured. Not yet, at least.

He's done research about the toys, and with that has come research about proper prep. He'll surprise you on the agreed upon Ass Fucking Day, face down, ass up, lubed up and ready to go. He probably got himself a toy for prep, so it's not outside the realm of possibility that he'll have a heart-shaped plug in just to sell it.

He's whining, clawing at the sheets and trying to hold your hand, and that's just because you're kneeling behind him, ready to start. He's a drama queen, but he's just that excited for you. Of course, once you actually start going he's no better, but he trusts you not to hurt him.

He's vocal normally, but that's mostly just him trying to tell you how good you're making him feel without actually saying it. This is genuine. He's moaning like a porn star and shaking so hard you'd think he's got a vibrator for a spine. Would he do it again? Sure! It's something he'd likely really enjoy!

He rambled when he was nervous. He didn't know he had that habit, you were pretty sure that Doppo and Natsue had never told him, and you certainly hadn't either, but right now was definitely a moment when you were happy for his incessant rambling about things. It made it all the more satisfying when you started pushing into him and he simply stopped, mouth dropped open, eyes rolling back into his head, his words dying on his tongue where they would hopefully stay until you were done with him. He'd promised you a night of total bliss under your control. Everything you wanted tonight, you could have, he'd sworn it up and down over and over again until he was red in the face. Mostly because of the topics that had come up, but still, it was the thought that counted.

But you hadn't really shut him up. Oh no. No no, you'd simply removed his ability to use words. His usual borderline pornographic dramatic moans were gone now, replaced with entirely genuine ones, desperate to show you how good he felt, trying to convince you to keep going, not that you needed convincing. Sinking into him over and over again with a soft clap, your nails biting into the fat of his hips leaving half-moon shaped indents in his skin, watching the recoil on his ass cheek as your hips met them, pulling him back down onto the strap after he was jostled forward. He was wiggling more than he normally did, but a hand on the back of his neck soon put an end to that, with him just laying there, accepting whatever you were going to do to him eagerly and without complaint, glancing back at you with pupils blown wide and an eager smile, breathless pants escaping his lips in warm puffs of air.

Soft groans poured from his lips, his eyelids fluttering. Long, thick lashes obscuring his dark brown eyes from your view, but you were more happy to watch the cock-drunk expression develop on his face, his eyes rolling with every sticky thrust into him, the generous amount of lube you'd used amplifying the noises the both of your bodies made, determined to stick to the both of you in sticky, thin strings that were formed only to break as you pulled back to push in again. He whined, grabbing wildly at his blankets and pillows, his leg snaring around your waist to pull you closer against him, even on his side he was still able to maneuver you to where he needed you. "Honey-yyy, please be nice, baby, you're so good at this shit... Where did you learn how to do this?" He asked, though your only response was a wry smile. You wouldn't tell him, you had to keep some of your secrets after all.

Jack:

He gets this dazed look on his face and winds up just wordlessly leaving to go on a walk. You'd think it's a refusal until he gets home and quietly comes to sit next to you to ask more about it. He's as red as a tomato the entire time.

He's got nothing, but he's fine trusting you to pick something up that you want to use on him. Once he's agreed, that's it, he can take it he's tough. It's just a matter of him getting over the mental blocks of being so submissive.

He can absolutely take a larger toy as a starter, but you treating him nicely and being sweet for his first time being pegged is more appreciated than he's able to convey. Just know he appreciates it.

He'll ask questions, do some research and figure stuff out. Him learning about anal training would absolutely be something beneficial, and it's a perfect excuse to hand him a plug and try some public edging. Good luck getting that facade to crack though, he's a tough cookie.

It's almost like trying to approach a wounded wild animal as a start, getting him to lay down for you is hard, but eventually he'll settle in enough to let you start. It's pretty smooth sailing from that point, but he's pretty anxious during his first time.

VOCAL! Vocal and grabby, he needs to grab something to help ground him because he's experiencing a lot of feelings, but he doesn't want to grab you because he doesn't want to hurt you. Would he do it again? Sure, he doesn't see why not, but don't expect him to ask for it outright very often.

Dense, unyielding muscle met your fingers as they dug into his pale flesh, squeezing his hips as you shallowly rocked into him, each time your hips canted forward and sank the strap back into him he let out a tiny, pathetic moan, hands desperate to seek out a handhold so he could grab something. The last time you'd tried to properly pull back and trust into him, his legs had snared around your waist to hold you close and unmoving for a second. Not because he was in pain and needed more time to adjust, oh no, but because he was absolutely blissed out and couldn't tolerate the thought of you pulling out any more than a few centimeters, even if you were going to push back in. He was needy and whining, but this was something nobody else had ever had the chance to do. The next attempt to pull your hips back was met with more success and a low moan, his eyes half-lidded and confused as they met yours, his pupils dilated so wide you could barely see the ring of brown around the black pools.

Leaning forward as your hips pulled back further, you kissed his chest only to bite the meat of his pec as your hips snapped forward. The sound he let out was unholy, pure sin as he moaned, the muscles of his hips coiling tight as he resisted the need to buck his hips against yours, well aware that he'd likely just wind up throwing you off of him, and that's the last thing that he wanted. No, he wanted you close, he wanted you deep. His hesitation was brief, but one of his hands left the now dented metal headboard of his bed to grab the back of your head and bring your lips to his, licking at your lips before he pressed his forehead against yours, your small thrusts sending sparks of pleasure racing through him, enough to confuse his brain and stun him into only being able to hold his forehead against yours and moan, desperate, feverish and needy for you, only for you.

With him now surrendered and pliant, you could properly fuck him, letting him keep your head, your hips were what you needed for this anyways, your hips drawing back before snapping forward as hard as physically possible, and he choked, body arching up against yours, his other hand grabbing a fistful of the sheets, which tore under the force. So much for these ones, but they were a necessary casualty. Your hips slammed against his, the harness biting into your skin ever so slightly, but it was so, so worth it to watch him writhing and squirming beneath you, head falling back against the pillows, jaw dropped open as he moaned nearly non-stop, voice gone hoarse from all the use it was getting. When words did return to him, it was so he could pull your forehead back against his to let out a demand. "Fuck me harder baby, I need to feel your strap all the way up in my throat." He growled, a dangerous spark igniting in his eyes. Turns out his filthy mouth worked just fine. That was something you needed to fix.

Kosho:

Haha! You're joking right? Right? Once he knows you're serious, he's not laughing anymore (beyond nervous laughter) because the thought is kinda intimidating. Just a little bit. He's going to need to think on it for a bit, but he'll likely give in at some point because now that you brought it up, it's on his mind.

He wants to be involved, but he also doesn't. So he'll likely leave most of it in your hands, but will want to give his input for the toy you use on him. He'll practically pass out if he sees anything over 6" on the list, even if the size is adjustable when you order.

He definitely will want a smaller softer toy, but he's not opposed to something that's 6". That's his cap though. 7" is too intimidating, and he doubts he'd ever be able to take a 10" or 12" toy.

If you leave it up to him, he'll be too embarrassed to do research so he'll just slap some lube on, so it's definitely going to be a process of you two trying some stuff out to get him familiar with anal play in general before you get to pegging.

He's probably going to cry ngl. He's so pent up that he can't really relax properly, so lots of lube is needed. Once you're all the way in though, that's when he starts shaking and shivering, making all sorts of little noises. Give him a minute, because while this feels good he hyped himself up too much.

Once you're into it, he's the most dramatic you'll ever see him. He's grabbing his hair, grabbing onto everything, seemingly can't get comfortable. Having him on his side will help with that a little, but he's fine on his front or his back. Would he try it again? He'll never admit it, but yeah, he probably would once he realizes that it feels kinda good.

He looked like he was going to cry. That was really the first thing on your mind as you straddled his hips, your legs spreading his thighs apart, a generous coating of lube already applied, but you were sure that he would ask you for some more, so you drizzled some more on again, pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades, watching his expression in the mirror. He was already prepped as thoroughly as you could, he'd already cum twice during the process of him getting ready, and he knew he could tell you to stop and you would, but there were still nerves. Another kiss was pressed into the space between his shoulder blades, your eyes meeting his again in the mirror, and he simply nodded, hugging the pillow closer to his face before you actually started pressing in. You could almost swear that you physically saw the thoughts leave his head, his eyes rolling back as his brows relaxed slightly, his arms tightening around the pillow.

You would honestly be more surprised that it took so little to get his brain melting, really. Your hips bumped gently against his, and one of his hands flashed back frantically to grab the flesh of your ass, holding you in place for just a moment before he gave you a cheeky little squeeze and let you go, hand returning to the death grip he had on the pillow, and you honestly couldn't help but roll your eyes. You'd told him it really wasn't that bad and that he should relax and enjoy it, but he'd gotten up in his own head again and had stressed so much he'd almost undone all of your combined hard work. A hand on the center of his lower back was more than enough to keep him in place as you shallowly thrusted against him, tiny whimpers escaping him, his shoulders visibly relaxing as you worked on him.

You didn't want to say anything and ruin his relaxed state, as a matter of fact, you wanted to see if you could break his pretty composed facade, get him crying and begging for you to just please fuck him, even if you were already going to do so. Your fingers sought out his hair as a better handhold, determined to get him to stop muffling himself with the pillow somehow, though your success came quicker than you thought it would as he willingly let you pull his head back, a long, high moan escaping him. "Hnnnng~! Harder baby, please, I need harder, I can take it, promise!" He whined, leaving you stunned dumb, your hips merely continuing to fuck into him as he whined and mewled for more, for harder, faster, deeper. Oh you were definitely going to do this again. Maybe next time he'd let you record him for the next time he decided to go on an adventure for training purposes, that way you wouldn't get lonely.

Kureha:

He's probably bottomed before ngl, so you wanting to peg him isn't as much of a shock. The most likely out of the group to not be surprised. He knows what he likes and he knows his body, so most likely he'll just wind up teasing you as he pulls up sex toy site so you can both pick out a strap.

Oh he's involved alright. He's buying his own toy, telling you all the stuff he likes. He's the kind to show you how he likes to be fucked, so expect for him to drag you onto his lap to ride him while he's riding the toy.

He's a size queen, there's no doubt about that. Unlike the others that insist on a bigger size out of over-confidence, he knows that he likes bigger and that he can take it. He's not going to let you use some monster toy on him though, he's got work to do.

He knows what to do, he's had to stick things in places before. He's got lube and toys, also fingers. He's perfectly prepped and ready for you, and he likely won't let you help, but he'll let you watch.

Business as usual for him honestly. Maybe a bit of grunting and panting when you're first pushing in, but beyond that he's perfectly fine just laying there and letting you do whatever you want to him.

Once you two actually get going though, that's when he's making unholy noises and doing the most sinful things with his hips possible. If he wasn't a doctor, he'd probably have a successful porn career, because he knows just how to get others going. Would he do it again? Sure! How does next Friday sound? He could use it after a long shift when he has the weekend off.

He was almost bored as he laid there, cheek propped up on one hand, but you knew better as he let out a soft moan, followed by a hum, his heels digging into the meat of your ass to bring you closer, deeper against him. He'd come home complaining about how long of a day he'd had, how tired he was of dealing with people and how he was sick and tired of the hospital director getting involved in his business at every possible opportunity, signing him up for activities he didn't have the time or energy for. His complaints had stopped when he saw the familiar strap you were wearing, laying completely naked in bed, rose petals scattered around. He was perfectly happy to let you do as you pleased right now, because his head hurt and his brain didn't have the capacity to be making decisions right at this very moment.

A moan sliced through the air, accompanied by a jolt, and his head dropped forward sharply, his fingers threading through his hair, desperate to find something to grab onto. You'd hit the right spot, and you could see the almost instant relaxation spreading through his body, a low hum escaping him as he rested his head on his arms, relaxing further into the mattress beneath him as you worked above him, though the hum was enough to show his acknowledgement, he very happily showed you just how much he was enjoying himself thanks to your treatment. Loud moans rang through the air as you fucked him on your strap, alternating between powerful vicious thrusts and slow, deep grinds that had him arching his back in pleasure, though if he needed more he let you know without hesitation, digging his heels into the meat of your ass, his legs spread and hooking around your sides.

His hair was off-limits, he'd made that perfectly clear, but it was starting to get in the way. Reaching up, you gathered the rich red locks around your hand, twisting them quickly into the loosest semblance of a braid, just enough to keep it held together, and set it off to the side so you could grab his shoulders and use them as leverage to properly rail into him, though he seemed just as pleased to have your hands on him, arching into your touch with a moan as you squeezed the tense muscles. "You really do know just what to do to help me relax after a long day, don't you darling?" He asked, the bite of sarcasm in his tone, though you saw through that to see the genuinely pleased look in his eyes. He could be as sassy as he wanted, you still knew that he was genuinely appreciative of your efforts.

Retsu:

Forget going red, the man straight up explodes. The smoke is clearly coming from his ears, you can see the error code displaying clearly across his bright red forehead, there's this almost vacant look in his eyes. He won't look at you while he accepts, he can't handle knowing that you want him in that way.

He's got no idea what the hell he's doing :D None whatsoever. He's willing to let you peg him right then and there, but he doesn't have anything that you'd need to actually do so, so getting something is a requirement.

He underestimates what he can take by a lot. He sees a 6" toy and insists that that's far too big and clearly not for a beginner, but he could honestly take an 8" toy just fine on his first try. He doesn't know that though, and you probably won't either.

He's going to do research, and you're going to know when he does it because he'll be incredibly flustered as he approaches you to try something out that he learned. Prep with him won't take too long, he knows how to relax himself, but get him off once or twice before you actually have him just to help.

Gasping, moaning, shaking and grabbing at the nearest thing to him. He wants you to take him in missionary if possible, he wants to look at your pretty face, he needs to see that he's doing a good job. He's going to need a minute once you're actually in to regulate his breathing and take a lil sip of water.

Actually fucking him with the strap is the closest thing you'll get to experiencing divinity. He's so pretty, perfect and pliant beneath you, letting you take what you want from him with a plea and a whine. Would he do it again? He'll rarely ask, but he's open to doing it again, especially since it felt so good the first time.

You honestly had no clue that Retsu could ever possibly get this red. His face was flushed almost crimson as you pinned him against his precious kitchen counter, his braid wrapped around your hand as you pulled his head back slightly to kiss him with each impact of your hips against his, your chest pressed against his back, the strap sinking into him over and over again, his cock jumping against his stomach, raspy gasps escaping his lips, soft, pliant and sweet. He was perfect, so so perfect. If this was what killed you, you could die happy. Your hand met his shaft, jerking him off gently as you fucked into him, kissing and nipping at his shoulders as you took him, keening whines leaving you practically feral, demanding more as your teeth sank into his shoulder, though you only got yowls of pleasure in response.

That was fine, that was perfect. Your nails digging into his hips, he ground back against you eagerly, sweat beading delicately at his brow as he throbbed in your palm, his pulse racing beneath your lips. The morning light through the blinds kissed his skin, highlighting each delicate intricacy of his body, the dip of his abs, the rolling veins of his forearms as he clung to the counter, all of the colours hidden in his eyes, which looked like molten chocolate to you as he looked back at you pleadingly, apparently needing something more than what he was getting at the moment. Whatever it was, you would give it to him. Did he want the sun itself extinguished? You could do that, you were sure of it as you bent him further over the counter, still holding his braid, his long silky hair so soft beneath your fingertips that you almost thought you were dreaming being able to touch it.

Your hand moved faster in tandem with your hips, his bulk submitting to your every touch and whim with only a pleased noise that made pleasure sling through your entire body and straight to your clit. You were so close already, just from fucking him on your strap. "Please- Please, love, please- so good- I love you-! Don't stop-! So good-!" He babbled, and only then did you realize that you'd fucked him dumb, one of his hands grabbing your hip, his dull nails biting into your hip as he desperately sought to bring you closer, deeper, so desperate to feel you against him as he came. You couldn't care less that he came all over the front of the cabinets, that could be cleaned later after you both stopped being horny and sweaty. Right now, your priority was the literal masterpiece that was currently trembling through his orgasm against you.

Doppo & Natsue:

You think Natsue hasn't pegged Doppo before? You fool, you absolute buffoon. She absolutely has, and you asking to peg him will reveal the most wicked grin you'll ever see on her face. Meanwhile Doppo is quietly choking on his water in the corner, because that certainly came out of nowhere. Not that he's complaining.

He's done this before, he knows what he wants, likes and needs. If you need a demonstration, Natsue is more than happy and willing to show you. Given the chance to be on top, she's vicious and Doppo loves it. They've already got something, but if you want to pick out something just for you and Doppo then they're both open to it.

He sees this as the perfect chance to try a new toy that he hasn't tried before, so he'll very casually look through a wide selection with you and Natsue, providing colourful commentary.

He's got the drill down by now, don't worry. He'll get himself nice and ready. If it's something you want, Natsue will help him with a smaller toy so you've got less work to do. Otherwise, she'll happily either step aside or occupy Doppo's mouth.

He's vocal, but he's not saying much of anything beyond telling you how good you look and how good you're making him feel. He's honestly thanking you by the time you're all the way in, and he's thanking Natsue too. He's thankful and he wants you both to know that.

Oh he's completely gone once you get going. No more words, nothing, he's just moaning and grabbing at things. If Natsue's riding him, he's holding onto her hips like they're a lifeline. If not, he's trying to hold your hand and hers at the same time. It's okay, he has big hands, it'll work out. Would he do it again? Oh hell yes! It's a guilty pleasure of his, and it's always nice to be taken care of in bed.

If Doppo could talk right now, you were fairly certain that he'd either be telling you and Natsue how beautiful you both were, or babbling about how good you were both making him feel and how he was so grateful for the attention and the opportunity. But he couldn't actually talk right now.. Well, he could, but that would require an amount of brainpower you were pretty sure you and Natsue had pounded out of him already. His head was thrown back in ecstasy, his hoarse moans filling the air, a delightful harmony with both Natsue's and your own, his big meaty hands frantically grabbing and holding Natsue's waist, her shoulders, your thighs, the blankets. Anything he could reach as she rode him hard while you pounded into him behind her. Your forehead pressed against her shoulders, urging her to lean forward a bit, but she resisted, pressing back against you, actually turning to kiss you hungrily, her fingers slipping between her legs to rub her clit while she ground deep against Doppo.

He was in his own little world, watching the both of you through one half-lidded eye, though his eyepatch was abandoned somewhere on the dresser. It was like he was watching two divine beings, his body wasn't even his own, it was theirs and theirs alone. He was perfectly happy being able to just watch and touch, his hand settling on Natsue's shoulder to rub soothingly so she wouldn't get a cramp from turning so far. Her hands snared around his wrists as she leaned forward sharply, pinning his arms above his head as she kissed him, leaving you to properly rut into him behind her. She held his arms down with one hand, the other holding his jaw as she looked back at you and smiled breathlessly, both of their eyes on you as you let yourself be a bit rougher. He was big and strong, he could take the rougher pace, and he did, with much gusto, his moans increasing in volume and frequency. He was close already.

Natsue hummed as she kissed him, letting him hug her close and guide her hips up and down along his shaft, hold her face tenderly, reach to gently caress your cheek as you brought pleasure to him, pleasure so good it made his mind go foggy. "I think we broke him. Did we break you, my beloved superman?" Natsue asked, and Doppo moaned, tilting her chin towards him so he could kiss her. "My loves, my beautiful, beautiful loves... So pretty, so sweet- hgk! So good to me-!" He babbled, voice hitching, and she chuckled, still playing with her clit, though she looked back at you with a slight smirk as your hand settled on her lower back. At this rate, you were certain you were going to permanently melt Doppo's brain, and while he certainly wouldn't mind, you did actually kind of like his clever quips and sage advice. Kissing Natsue's shoulder, rolled her hips just how she'd showed you not that long ago, and he screamed, hands hitting the floor as he scratched at the floorboards, desperate to cling to something as you sought to bully his prostate. He was going to cum, you wouldn't allow anything less.

Shibukawa:

Oh he's going to bully you for that. You want to peg him? Surely you're joking. But that's just to cover up the fact that he's so flustered by the mere idea that you want him that way. He knows some people do it, but he never thought that you'd want to do it with him. It's not a definite no, but it's a "not right now, let me think"

If he does decide to go through with it, then he's got... Nothing. Sorry. You're going to have to help him pick something out, but that's just so obscene in his eyes that he can't help himself and he has to step away. He's trusting you on this. This is your chance to prank tf out of him. Get something for yourself instead of the small toy he asked you for. Go on, you know you want to.

He gets to about the first page of anal toys and then promptly has to walk away because why are there so many different kinds?!? Why is that one longer than his whole arm?! He's concerned, but he's got a vague idea of what he wants in his mind.

You're going to have to help him with prep, but only because he's too stubborn to do it all by himself. If he's going to do this for you, you'd better help him! And bring lots of lube, because he's got sensitive skin and he knows it.

He's all cocky and confident until you start pushing in, and then he's flailing, moaning, trying to pull you in closer and push you away at the same time. The most dramatic bottom in existence. The cool, calm and cocky attitude returns once you're all the way in and he's adjusted to the size. He just needs his lil freak-out to see if he can rattle you.

He's so bitchy when you're going at it. It's entirely his fault that he chose such a small toy, he knows it, but still, you'd better put that thing to work because once he has a chance to get comfortable he's going to need a bit more than just shallow thrusts. Would he do it again? Sure, why not? He doesn't see the harm in it! Especially if he gets the chance to mess with you again.

His act didn't fool you. You'd learned better a while ago, the frail old man act was just that: an act. He was probably sturdier than you were if you were being entirely honest. It just meant that he wanted something from you though, and it was his way of asking you to give it to him without actually asking you. Your hips slowed against his as you slotted your lips against his, earning a deep groan, his eyes fluttering. But he didn't feel the need to tell you what it is he wanted, apparently having gotten it. He wanted slow, apparently. Wanted you to go slow and stay close where he could hug you and stare into your eyes, a pleased look on his face as he pecked your cheek, your hips pressing against his perfectly. He'd demanded so much lube that you were certain your skin was going to be smooth and hydrated for the next month or so.

Pulling him further down the futon with you, you used it as a chance to get rougher with him for just a second, slamming into him and biting his collarbone. A yowl escaped his lips, and he playfully swatted your rear, though there was nothing behind it, though you weren't quite done with your mischief. Rearing back to your full height, you grabbed his chest like he often did to you when he was on top, tweaking his nipples only to pull out almost entirely, leaving the tip of your strap inside of him. You'd never heard a more desperate noise from the Aiki master in the entire time you'd known him, but you had heard similar sounds from yourself when he'd insisted on teasing you when you were oh so close to cumming. Leaning over him, you pressed his pecs together and practically purred, fucking him on the tip of your strap. It was still stimulation, but you knew it wouldn't be enough for him. You caught the glint in his eye moments before he went to move, but you were quicker, your hips stopping entirely as his legs wrapped around your waist, earning a gasp.

He glared up at you, flustered and flushed, desperate and so, so close. You smirked down at him, full of such smug energy that he had to be proud even through the frustration. A breathless chuckle escaped him as he laid back, grabbing your wrists. "Very funny dear, message received loud and clear. Now would you kindly finish me off?" He asked, and you pretended to contemplate it for just a moment, catching the slight concern in his expression before you smirked wickedly and slammed back into him, earning a yowl as he thrashed beneath you, gasping and grabbing at your shoulders, desperate to bring you close and hold you. Now you could understand why he liked teasing you so much, it really was fun to make your partner quiver beneath you.

#baki the grappler #baki son of ogre #grappler baki #baki dou #baki rahen #baki headcanons #baki hanma #kozue matsumoto #hanayama kaoru #chiharu shiba #katsumi orochi #jack hanma #kosho shinogi #kureha shinogi #retsu kaioh #doppo orochi #natsue orochi #shibukawa gouki

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baratiddyappreciator · 2 months

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Thinking about riding Jack’s face….

{fluff and smut present }

MDNI

I’ve been off my game and wanted to give yall a gift.

He’s always been insecure of how he would be perceived in society, most of all by his lover. He was terrified of coming back to you with his new titanium smile, fearing you’d scream and leave him on the spot. But, you knew what his goals were. You knew he fought hard and long and deserved to be appreciated for it. poor baby….

The slow, methodical movements of your hips while crawling up to his shoulders gave you the perfect view of his bright red face. “Yo-you… want to sit on it?”

You coyly shrugged your shoulders at his conjecture. “Mhm. Why else would I be up here silly?”

“Well I was thinking you were maybe trying to get a better look at my face? Or maybe even cuddles some weird way? I don’t know baby. Or maybe yo-MMMmmmm!!”

Before he could finish his nervous ramblings, you promptly seated yourself on his mouth. You then slowly swiveled your thighs in circular motions, getting used to the moist sensation of his partially open jaws and the cool titanium that lined them. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to a half hour before you sat tired and spent on his fervently working lower jaw. But, before you could get too comfortable, you decided to slightly lift yourself as to give the shocked giant some relief. You’d been up there forever, after all..

When you shifted, it signaled him to sit up and prevent you from flopping backwards to give yourself a concussion. He wrapped his chiseled arms around your gently shaken form and stared at you through the crevice of his full pectorals, raising a brow at the drunkenly satisfied expression on your face.

“Jeez woman. Was it that good?”

“Yeah… I guess you could say….”

“Don’t you dare…”

“It’s magnificent~”

There was an elongated pause before you both erupted in laughter, grasping each other for support until you finally caught your labored breaths.

“Tch-dumbass…..”

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baratiddyappreciator · 2 months

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Apologies for any delays in posts! I'm working on them in the background, but I've actually decided to make some Jack and Baki plushies! I'm just working on the pattern right now, and if they turn out well then I'm 100% willing to share them (even if they might be a bit incoherent because I made them for me to process easier). This little personal project is going to take up the majority of my time for the next little while, but once they're done I'll get back to the regular posts!

#baki the grappler #baki son of ogre #baki dou #grappler baki #jack hanma #baki hanma #plush #plush making #plushies #plush toy

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baratiddyappreciator · 2 months

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Baki Valentine’s Special:💕

Jack Hanma x Reader

For the lovely @baratiddyappreciator❤️

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You awoke to a delectable smell in the air. It smelled of dough. You slightly opened your eyes to try and decipher what could be mysteriously wafting throughout the apartment. Could it be waffles, cake, pancakes? Though, your thoughts were interrupted upon hearing the familiar heavy footsteps of a certain Canadian pit fighter enter your shared doorway.

You watched with amusement as the behemoth before you inched closer with apparent caution. He was trying not to wake you, always such a sweetheart…

He gave you small pecks to the forehead, each varying in intimate gentleness.

“You awake baby?”

You tried your best to fake exhaustion, but Jack knew you all to well. It wasn’t long before you broke into a fit of giggles while he scrutinized your form. And when he was made aware, soft kisses were replaced with nicks and bites that would serve as a soft reprimanding for making fun of him.

“You are an A-class goofball, you know that?”

“Yes, but I’m your goofball Mr. Hammer~”

He let out a slight chuckle before setting the tray he had been holding on your lap. Based on the weight it left on your legs, you could he’d been up all morning preparing you a hearty breakfast. And lo and behold, when the lid was lifted your eyes were met with steamy golden eggs, thick pieces of apple smoked bacon, and a quadruple stack of blueberry crepes dusted in powdered sugar. And were those crepes in the shape of hearts?! You could’ve died right there.

“All this for me?, Jack baby you are too sweet”

“ S’no problem for my babygirl. Now hurry up and eat, that tray is in the way of my breakfast~”

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baratiddyappreciator · 2 months

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Valentines Day Mega Post!

Happy Valentines day folks! Have this gift! I spent a while working on it to make it my largest post! We have SFW and NFW HCs and short stories all wrapped up in one pretty pink bow! HCs for both, but only short stories for SFW (ran out of time lol).

Baki:

He didn't celebrate before meeting Kozue, she was the first person to help him celebrate Valentine's day, so she does hold some part of him captive during this holiday, but he wants to make this one about the both of you, and that's what he's gonna do!

He really, really tries to make chocolate for you. He follows recipes to a T, but some steps just inevitably go wrong. Be it Musashi trying to jump up on the counter and eat the mix or the chocolate catching on fire while he's trying to melt it. He eventually caves and buys you some nice chocolates to make up for it with a promise that he'll get Retsu to show him how for next year.

Normally Baki is very open about his affection, he's very touchy and isn't afraid to tell you he loves you, and that affection level doesn't change. He expresses his love for you just like he always does, nothing really changes other than the atmosphere. He likes to take you walking through nice places normally, but during this holiday he makes the extra effort to take you somewhere romantic and pretty so he can admire how much prettier you are than any of it.

He'd honestly love to just take you out on a big date. From breakfast until supper, you're out on the town going through a list of things he's thought about in advance, from breakfast at the best hole in the wall you've ever been to, to a boat ride through a park, and finally to dinner at a nice place. He's planned it out to be perfect, and nothing is going to interrupt the two of you. He's even got a nice romantic at home movie night prepared!

Oh he absolutely wants to go and get you gifts! As a matter of fact, you can't stop him from getting you gifts, but he's going to make you pick them out. It's all a part of his hangout plan! Why stress about gifts when he can just take you to a mall and pay for everything you plan on buying? Get mad at him if you want, but he can afford it, and you're worth it. As for him, he doesn't need anything, but he'll treasure whatever you get him.

He really wants to find a nice scenic spot to sit and watch the sun go down with you. If it means making reservations at an upscale restaurant a year in advance just so he can watch you while the sun goes down, then he will, don't test him. As long as he can see you happy and enjoying yourself though, he's more than happy.

A familiar warm and callused hand reached across the table to hold yours, thumb rolling over the back of your hand as Baki flashed you a smitten grin, the sun shining warmly on your skin, glinting off of the water ahead of you, demanding your attention. Looking over, you were greeted by the sight of the water turning to liquid gold, the sky the colour of molten lava, the last of the sun's warm rays kissing your face as Baki leaned across the table to kiss your cheek, chuckling as he set a hand on your shoulder, thumb gently massaging to soothe any of the tension built up from when you'd gone shopping earlier, silently watching you as you looked back at him, smiling, bathed in the warm golden light.

It was hard to wind him, but you stole his breath away without any effort whatsoever, and this was one of those moments where his breath was gone, yours for the taking, just like his heart. He smiled softly, holding one of you hands in both of his. "You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. I need you to know that. I love you baby." He spoke softly, a confession for your ears and your ears alone, one he would say time and time again if you let him.

Kozue:

She absolutely celebrates normally! She likes decorating her room with little hearts, she gets window paint and mixes several different shades of pinks to paint them on. They leave fun little shadows all over her floor when the sun hits right!

Absolutely makes chocolate for you. She makes different kinds, milk chocolate, dark chocolate, with and without fillings, just any chocolates the first year, then she gets feedback to see what you like the most.

She's normally pretty intimate with her affection. Holding your hand, kissing your forehead, telling you she loves you. She's already super affectionate, but this is an excuse to be even more affectionate with you. It's perfect! You can't get anything done without her practically crawling onto your lap for a cuddle.

Given the chance, she's going to take out out to a museum, walking around and joking, holding hands, going to the gift shop to find the goofiest looking things possible so you can scoop them and admire them in your homes. She wants to spend time with you having fun, so a museum, a play in the park, an aquarium or a zoo, she's taking you out somewhere fun where you can both nerd out over things together, and then go home for some of her mom's elite cooking and some cuddles, corny movies and snacks.

Oh she loves getting you things, but if she can get you something that will take out out with delirious laughter then she considers it an absolute win in her book. The ugliest looking plush you've ever seen? Bet your ass she's got it for you, but she's also going to want to get you something thoughtful and sweet that she knows you're going to both use and appreciate. As for gifts for her, she's going to insist that she doesn't need anything, and that she's fine just spoiling you and leaving herself out of it, but she's lying. Return the favour and she'll remember it for the rest of her life.

She wants to be cuddled up all warm and snug with you in bed, tired, comfortable and not hungry in the slightest, surrounded by your combined haul from the day, looking back at pictures and small videos that you both took of each-other, just so she can fall asleep peacefully with you and wake up feeling well-rested and looking back on the day fondly.

A squeal left Kozue's lips as she flinched back from the large bird on the other side of the fence, holding the bucket of food, which was being very quickly whittled away, between herself and the ostrich, leaving you breathless and sore as you practically folded in half from laughter, too amused by the situation to run to her rescue. Not that she needed saving, frankly, all she needed to do was take a big step back and she'd be out of range of the massive neck and head that insisted on being fed. Of course the biggest ostrich in the pen had taken an interest in her particular bucket of food and every time she tried to pull away, it hissed and reached at her, snapping at her fingers and her face. But now she was just barely out of its reach- The bucket rattled as she took one large step back, and the ostrich hissed loudly, flapping its wings and stomping.

She looked triumphantly back at you, only then noticing that your phone was up, her face flushing bright red as she rushed towards you, laughing and grabbing at your phone playfully. The sound of her laughter, boisterous and joyful rang through the air from your phone screen as she snuggled against your shoulder, her blankets pulled up to her nose, a soft smile on her lips as she looked up at you. "Thanks for a good day, it was even better with you." She whispered, pressing a kiss to your cheek before snuggling down again, nuzzling against your neck as you moved onto the next video, a clip of her petting a sheep, teary-eyed and so obviously happy that it almost broke your heart.

Hanayama:

In sharp contrast to Christmas, Hanayama's home don't chance in the slightest for Valentine's day. He doesn't celebrate, he doesn't even think of it. He won't even realise that it's Valentine's day until he goes out to a club or something and the staff all greet him with "Happy Valentine's day!". At that point, he's scrambling to get you something on time just so it's clear that yes, he loves you, but it really isn't his thing.

He can't bake to save his life, I doubt that the man can cook anything more than toast (poorly), but he can get you some good chocolate. Be it fancier chocolate outside of your normal comfort level for your price range, to exclusive chocolate only made once a year that is more expensive than you could ever have dreamed of affording. And he's going to make sure you have plenty to last you for a while.

He's almost non-affectionate when out in public, but he's going to take the excuse to lavish you in attention. He's admiring you at every chance he gets, grabbing your waist and shoulders, kissing your forehead, all of it. He doesn't care.

He wants to spend the day with you in lavish places. Expensive stores, restaurants, clubs, bars. He wants to spoil you (mostly because he forgot Valentine's day was today but shhhh), and he's not going to take no for an answer. He will, however, take your input in mind. If you know somewhere better to eat then he'll take you there, expensive or not.

He's GOING to get you gifts. They're pretty and expensive, but they're more of a general gift from him, with something more personalised being picked out by you while he spoils you while you're out and about. Definitely will get flustered if you get him anything, but he's going to

He wants to end the day admiring you in the low lighting of a club, watching you dance, drink and have fun. His guys might join you, and that just makes it better to know that you're getting along with his people and are having a good time.

Your hand looked so tiny in his. Nearly entirely dwarfed by his palm alone as he led you slowly through the crowd of busy shoppers at the mall, the crowds parting in front of him, almost like he was radioactive and actively threatening everyone's life. He wasn't, of course. He was just trying to get you to your favorite store before it got too busy or ran out of stock on your favorites. There was no way that he would let that happen to you. No way in hell. He'd called in advance (gotten one of his guys to call) to make sure that your favorite item was still in stock. They had limited supply, he was determined. And as frightening as it looked on the outside, it was just the most amusing thing to you. He'd looked so serious when he'd said where he was going to take you.

And when he finally got there? Oh he was glorious, loading up his arms full and staring down at you expectantly, waiting for you to pick out something else. Of course, the initial flustered response, and his insistent stare, you finally picked more out. He had to get two of his guys to come in and bring the bags back out to the car so you could both keep shopping. And now? Now he was walking with you again, hand in hand, a far more relaxed pace in his stride, your hand gently swinging back and forth in his. "You have a good day? Hope you did. I worked hard to make this perfect for you." He said, gently kissing your forehead as he brought you off to go to dinner. He'd promised something good, and if the clothes he'd told you to wear were any indication, him spending a lot of money on you wasn't going to be the end of it.

Chiharu:

He absolutely LOVES celebrating! He's got decorations up everywhere, he likes to hide little hearts in his hair and outfit, gets stickers for his motorcycle, he likes to dress in more pinks and reds, which is a very flattering colour for him and he knows it. Keep him away from heart-printed suits. He will get one and he will wear it.

He'll try very hard to make you some chocolate, but he gets backups just in case because he knows that the odds of him messing up are high. He might get distracted and all of the sudden boom, it's ruined. But he'll try! If he does manage, it'll be a bit lopsided and imperfect, but charming.

Openly, very loudly and gleefully expresses his affection. You are his god, his reason for being, he loves you so fully that Valentine's day doesn't change the way he expresses his affection. He's just as excitedly affectionate as always.

He wants to just stay home and cuddle you all day. No running around in torn, just cuddling and spending the day together being dumb idiots in love and being comfortable. He doesn't bother changing out of his pj's unless there's something interesting that comes up for the both of you.

Oh hell yeah he's getting you gifts! He's going to get you something GLORIOUS and so flashy it's honest to god a seizure risk if it gets hit by the light. Other than that, soft things, nice things. He wants you to feel nothing but soft and sweet when you're at his place. As for anything given to him, he insists that he doesn't need them but he'll gladly take whatever he's given.

He wants to spend the day with you, and that includes the end of the day. He wants to wind up in a pillow fort, laughing and cuddling, watching some ungodly movie. It's horrible and you're both wheezing because you've been laughing so hard, your faces hurt and there are tears in your eyes, but he's going to pause for just a second to kiss your forehead.

The blankets around you were warm and soft against your skin, the sound of Chiharu wheezing as he laughed, the worst rom-com you've ever seen, his arm slung over your back and his legs tangled between yours. It was almost like he was trying to constrict around you, desperate to absorb your body heat and get as close as possible while he cuddled with you. It was dark out, your dirty dishes sat on the floor ahead of you, practically licked clean from the quick dinner the both of you had made together. Just something simple but good, it didn't take so long, and it took even less time to inhale the food, though between all the laughing and the joking, chaste kisses and playful shoving, it took slightly longer than maybe it would have. Another kiss was pressed against your forehead as he pulled you even closer.

Despite the soft scrape of his slight stubble against your forehead, his kiss was sweet, affectionate, loving as he practically crushed you under him, leaving you to laugh and push at him in an attempt to get him off of you. "Noooo baby, I just wanna kiss you some more. Come on, one more smooch, I gotta show you how much I love you!" He whined playfully, before your palms met his face, smooshing his cheeks as you pushed his face away gently, earning a wail of despair as he rolled away from you, all the way to the other end of the blanket fort, laying like he'd been shot, mocking sobs escaping his lips before he cracked an eye open to look at you, almost hopeful, before promptly resuming his dramatic impression of a banshee.

Katsumi:

He likes celebrating for the slutty outfits he can wear. Any excuse he can get to show off his body, which he's super proud of, he's going to take full advantage of. This is the perfect time to get him some fun skimpy tops. Any boob cuts look great on him, and nobody is going to say anything because he looks like he could very easily throw them into the sun. And he probably would too.

He's definitely willing to try his hand at making you chocolates. So what if he gets his mom to help? It's the thought that counts, and Natsue is a skilled woman who would very happily help her baby boy make some chocolates for his sweetheart! If he fails miserably, either way, you're getting snacks from Natsue. It's a win-win situation.

Openly and very much in a lovey-dovey sense. He's going to kiss and hold your hands, stare into your eyes lovingly, like he's looking into the secrets of the universe. His father taught him that if he loves someone, he's gotta let them know it, and oh boy does he let you know. But once Valentine's day rolls around, he likes to fluster you by going over the top. Normally he's got pet names for you, but this holiday brings out the Pookie Boo Bear's and whatnot. He's going to fluster you to hell and back.

He wants to just let loose with you, do something kinda dumb and maybe a bit reckless, but fun! Like sneaking into an abandoned building with the guys and drinking, or even heading to the roof of the Shin-Shin-Kai building to just stargaze and play some music. The neighbors might not appreciate it, but as long as you're having a good time, he doesn't care. He wants to have fun with you, and that's what's going to happen.

He's absolutely going to get you a gift! Something soft and fuzzy that you can hug when he's working late at night at the dojo or out fighting. A bear made from a few of his shirts with a sachet drenched in his cologne is his go-to, but he's also the type to also spoil you, so expect to find a really nice necklace or bracelet on its neck so he can have something he can look at and feel proud about.

As crazy and eventful as your day might be, he wants to end it right. A nice dinner with a good view, warm food, good company, and then, once you get back to the apartment and get all the giggles out, a nice cuddle. He tones down the over-the-top dramatized affection to something you know is more genuine so you know he was just being a bit goofy. He loves you, and he's not scared of telling you that.

The day had been filled with laughter and fun, pushing and shoving with the guys playfully. But now, all of that was done as you sat, waiting on the couch, blindfolded as he hummed along to the radio, shuffling into the room to press a kiss to your forehead. He took your hands, leading you towards... Something. It smelled good, whatever it was, and he was careful where he led you. You were convinced he was just dragging you around the same spot for a while before he pulled you towards a chair, gently setting you down on the seat, pressing another kiss to your forehead, before he pulled the blindfold off, revealing... Your living room, all redone to look nice, hanging fairy lights, and a table full of fresh food, still hot. He looked so proud of himself.

The spread was truly impressive, but you recognized the handywork as Natsue's. Not that it mattered, of course. You'd gotten suspicious when you'd heard the amount of soft swears and clattering in the kitchen, and of course, the amount of time it had taken (and a suspicious burning smell) but it didn't really matter. You were just happy to have the food in front of you. "So I think you know, but I uh... Called my mom for this. I don't think it matters though. As long as you like it, right?" He said with a smile, pouring some wine into your glass and raising his own for a toast, before taking a long sip. He smiled at you, and leaned across the table to kiss you, thumb brushing over the back of your hand before you two started digging in.

Jack:

He didn't really celebrate it a whole lot when he was younger, though he did usually bring home chocolates from school and immediately divide them up with his mom. Many admirers had their hearts broken by this stoic blonde. But with you, he starts to think that maybe the holiday isn't as overrated as he thought, because now he just wants to spend the whole day with you being a normal couple.

He can't make chocolate, he knows that and he won't really try for the first few years, but on your first valentine's day he'll wake you with breakfast in bed: chocolate-chip pancakes with strawberries cut into little hearts and a nice hot drink for the love of his life. The real chocolate gift comes in the days after Valentine's day though. One day he'll just walk in with arms fully loaded with massive bags of chocolate, a victorious grin on his face. He's going to spoil you rotten if you're not careful, though a small cut get sent back home for his mom. He needs to make sure that she gets her share after all.

His love language is very quiet, which isn't hard to believe considering the fact that he's such a quiet man in the first place, but this is an excuse for him to be louder and more open with his affection. He can't stop touching you, and he can't help but just tell you he loves you out of seemingly nowhere. Sometimes he just needs to tell you because he's so overcome with it. Honestly, the way he treats you would definitely inspire some jealousy from onlookers.

He doesn't want to do anything fancy, it's not his way of doing things, but with you he could live in a leaky cardboard box if it meant seeing you safe and happy. He just wants to spend the day with you, and that's what he'll do. It's a lazy day for him, a cheat day too, not that he sees it that way. It's a reward for all of his hard work so far, and one that's well deserved! A walk in the woods, just spending the day cuddling on the couch or in bed, it doesn't matter as long as he has you.

He's not the best at gift giving, so when he realizes that it's February already he starts panicking a little. What if he can't get you a gift in time?! What if you don't like it?! But he doesn't have time to waste, so he gets to work right away. It's nothing fancy, but he worries that you might miss him while he's training, so he commissions someone to make a bear for you out of some of his old sweaters and shirts, which he sticks under his pillow for about a week just so his smell is on it. As for gifting him, he insists you don't need to get him anything, but he'll treasure it regardless.

He doesn't ever want this to be a disappointment for you, you chose him after all! A day spend cuddling and lounging around and just enjoying each-others presence will end that way, of course, but he's going to want to take you somewhere first. He might miss the sunset, but what he really wants to show you is the night sky, away from the light pollution of the big city. He'll let you ride on his back while he hikes out to a nice isolated spot so you can both sit and just be, the only people for kilometers to come. Just you, him, and the open night sky.

His warmth radiated through his back, the smell of his bodywash and cologne lulling you into a blissful, comfortable state of being half asleep and half awake as he walked. Even in the darkness, his footing was sure, like he knew where he was going. Knowing him, he probably did, he'd likely walked this exact trail for weeks in advance just so he could make sure it was perfect for whatever it was he was planning. You didn't really know how long he'd been walking, long enough for your much shorter legs to get tired, but the realization that he'd stopped dawned on you slowly, his hand patting your thigh for a moment before he sank to the ground, taking a seat, letting you crawl back into his lap, the heat radiating from his body protecting you from the chill of the February air, his lips pressing gently against your forehead, before he nodded up at the sky, drawing your attention.

The sky was clear, barely a cloud in sight, leaving you to be able to see every star up in the sky, glittering and twinkling so beautifully it took your breath away, but he wasn't looking at the sky, no, he was looking at you, the light of the moon illuminating all of your features, leaving him to admire you. "If I could give it all to you, I would. Every last one of them would be yours. It's what you deserve." He muttered, pressing another kiss to your forehead, arms wrapped around your waist, enjoying the sound of silence for the first time in months. No car horns, no music, just the soft rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze. Just the two of you.

Kosho:

Doesn't celebrate, doesn't care to celebrate. It's not really his thing. He does the whole tradition of getting you flowers and corny gifts, but other than that he doesn't really care for the holiday. It doesn't change that much either the longer you date, but it does get a little bit better with the execution.

He'll buy you chocolate no problem. Not something cheap either, a nice, rich chocolate just for you. He's going to make sure that you know he appreciates you, even if he doesn't like this holiday.

His affection is expressed very quietly normally, and that doesn't really change much ever, specific circumstances aside, but if asked to he will make an effort to be more affectionate on Valentine's day. He needs to be told these things because he won't just assume what you want.

He just wants to have a nice day, regardless of what you do, and will happily go along with any plans you make or whatever you want to do, but if he sees you've been having a hard year he'll gladly plan something romantic out for you, though he doesn't need a holiday as an excuse for that.

He gets you roses as a basic "I love you gift" and maybe a plushy, but after the first three years together his gifts get a little less tepid and more "I know that this is an important holiday for you" kinda way. Any gifts given to him are very appreciated, of course, and he'll gladly accept them.

As long as he gets to spend the night with you in his arms, he's happy. He doesn't need anything other than that, knowing that you're safe and happy is more than enough for him, and he's happy for that every day he has with you.

He was so boring. You'd told him, but all he'd given you in response was a grunt as he pushed your face away, pausing to squish your face, staring into your eyes before he sighed, pushed you back onto the couch and stood, motioning for you to follow him. Playful bickering ensued as you put a light jacket on and proceeded to follow your gloomy and boring boyfriend to... An arcade? The windows were decorated with hearts and fake roses littered the counters and tables as he brought you inside, smiling slightly as he bought some tokens only to challenge you, like a fool, to your favourite arcade game... That he somehow managed to beat you at. Clearly he was cheating, like the cheaty cheater her was! A rematch was demanded, much to the same result. Rematches were demanded, games were switched, but eventually you only had four tokens left and a shared hatred of the cursed claw machine.

Kosho was insistent that he could win you the plush you had your eyes on and one for himself, he was determined, he looked up tutorials and cheats to see if he could force the damn thing into spitting up the prizes. And somehow, he managed while you were in the bathroom, returning only to have him triumphantly present you with the prize you'd been eyeing. "There! See! I told you I could do it! And you said I wouldn't do anything nice for you on Valentine's day!" He'd boasted, only to shamefully admit that he'd used up the last of the tokens on the plush you'd wanted, so you'd had to get more to make more attempts at the one he wanted. In the end, you'd submitted your tickets for the most ridiculous prizes you could find on the shelves behind the counter, but it was absolutely worth it to see his judgmental stare at the t-rex reach extender you'd picked a full month later as he used it to tear a wasp nest off of the wall near the front door.

Kureha:

He celebrates because he can be admired, but no other reason for that. He knows he's very popular with his coworkers (and even some of his opponents if he's being honest) and that results in the most glorious amount of both praise, open admiration and gifts he's ever received. He's going to get you in on this scheme.

Honey he doesn't need to buy or make you chocolates. If you help him in his Valentine's day scheme then you get a cut, fifty-fifty split, he promises. By the time the holiday is over you both have enough chocolate to last you until the next major holiday, but it definitely won't make it that far.

His affection is something he's stingy with, but he makes sure to lavish you in it on Valentine's day (definitely not as a way to make everyone else genuinely interested in him back off) in as public a place as possible, but that extends to when you're both at home. He does appreciate you putting up with this shit, and Valentine's day is one of two days he makes a strong effort to show it.

He'd ideally take you to a beach or something where you can both just sit and relax for the day, but if he's busy then he's busy, and he'll make it up to you with a really nice dinner (paid for in gift-cards that he got from admirers and colleagues) and a nice bitch-shesh in the tub. Complete with wine, gossip (his ass does violate HIPPA) and some trash TV. Doesn't have to be anything extravagant, really, but it is a good time.

He gets you two kinds of gifts: showy, for everyone else to see be given to you so everyone gets the message that you are taken, and so is he. But then there's the genuine gifts that he gets you, and those are saved for when you're both at home, having a few laughs and some drinks. They're sweet and very thoughtful on his behalf, and he expects the same from you.

After a nice self-care session and a bit of gossiping with some drinks, he'd honestly be pretty happy curling up in bed to watch a movie or read a book. Some down-time after all the work he does is nice, and he does actually enjoy spending time with you, even if half of the time he does he acts stuck-up.

The air smelled like roses, almonds, vanilla and oat milk as you both lounged in the tub, cuddled up as the Real Housewives screamed about their problems and their conflicts, wine glasses being swirled around like you were fancy and bougie, rich beyond everyone else's wildest dreams, your man breaking several HIPPA rules and regulations as he told you the gossip about literally every patient that had ever so much as annoyed him. You'd never thought that sitting in a bathtub full of rose petals with an oat milk mask in your hair drinking wine with your boyfriend while he told you about an old mans ruptured colonoscopy bag could ever be romantic, but here you were, and honestly it was a great time, minus the gross-out factor.

His lips met your forehead before he took a swig of his drink, both of you pausing in your gossip session to stare at the screen as two drunk middle-aged white women proceeded to pull hair and scream at the other, shouting accusations neither of you really cared to look into. "Oh my god... We're not that trashy, are we? We can't be, we're too hot to be trashy, right?" He asked, a serious tone in his voice, dead silence hanging between the two of you before the both of you burst out laughing, leaning against each-other for support. Maybe it was time to cut way back on the wine, but the mood was high and the night was still kinda young. Besides! You hadn't even done hand-care yet!

Retsu:

He didn't use to, but now that you're in his life he absolutely is. He goes the whole nine yards with decorations, expect to wake up only to find the entire apartment decorated for Valentine's day. Hearts on the mirrors, windows, scattered around the sheets, on the food, on the lights. It's honestly impressive, because they're not store bought. He's been making origami and cut-outs for weeks in advance just to make it a special time.

Oh he 100% makes chocolate for you. And guess what? It's got hearts! The chocolate itself is heart-shaped, the icing, the napkin with the plate. He goes all-out and honestly it's something you'd see from a high-end bakery that would cost a LOT of money. But no, nono, you don't have to pay a cent for it, and that's probably the best part.

He's shy with his affection, but that doesn't mean he doesn't show it. He loves holding your hand and doing little acts of service for you to show you that he loves you and cares very much, and this doesn't change regardless, but he does try to be a bit more bold with his affection. Kissing you while out in public, draping his arm around your shoulders if you're waiting for something. he's sweet and flustered, but he's trying.

He admittedly doesn't have any plans beyond what he's going to cook for you. He finds that planning things out is a bit more stressful and may not be as genuine of an experience, so depending on weather and mood, you either go out for a day on the town or you stay in all cozy and snuggled up together, though if there's a special event going down he does at least bring it up and see if you want to go.

His gifts are small but sweet, and honestly, he's the type of man that you don't really need a lot of gifts from when you're together because his very presence is a gift, and not in the way that Kureha thinks his is. Either way, he does make an effort to get you something nice, and anything you get him will be cherished. He takes care of his things, especially from you.

He wants to end the night together. Happy, full, having had a good day. Cuddling or not, as long as you had a good day he's more than happy, and he's going to tell you. Expect him to very sleepily thank you for the fantastic day and to be smothered in kisses.

Rain beat against the walls and windows, the chill demanding to be let in, though it failed miserably, being fought off by the warm blankets that Retsu had wrapped around the both of you, his face nuzzling into your shoulder as he hummed, arms wrapped around your waist to pull you into his chest. He was half asleep and comfortable, and you were pretty sure that he wasn't even aware that it was raining out, but he didn't seem in a huge hurry to get up and go out in this weather. He was sleepy and comfortable, and you were just so soft and comfortable, he couldn't help but just doze in and out of conscience until he got hungry enough to get up, kissing you on the forehead, and shuffling into the kitchen to brew some nice warm tea and make a simple but nutritious breakfast.

You walked up behind him and hugged his waist as he whisked eggs to make an omelette, a hum rumbling from deep within his chest, your cheek vibrating against his back as he acknowledged your presence, pausing to turn around in your grasp and kiss your forehead. "Wait just a little longer love, I'm almost done whisking, food will be ready and on the table in a few minutes. You should go get some more sleep, it's the perfect day to be lazy." He suggested, but you stuck to his side, enjoying the smells of the cooking food and the brewing tea, soaking up the warmth of his skin to keep the chill of the rainy morning air out.

Doppo & Natsue:

Oh absolutely. They celebrate every year, you're just an excuse to go bigger and better. And they absolutely go bigger and better. They use every chance they have to go on a big date together and celebrate. The first year you're with them is almost suffocating, because by the time the day is over your head is spinning and you might be more than a little drunk, but it's fun as all hell.

Natsue 100% makes you chocolates, but it's no secret. As a matter of fact, she's just as likely to make you and Doppo help out. IN the end, if any solid pieces of chocolate manage to survive, it's by a stroke of luck because some of it will be flung at someone, and the rest will all be "taste tested" (consumed without regret), so Doppo's stash of bought chocolates will probably make an appearance.

They're both incredibly open with their affection, and that doesn't change in the slightest. Doppo loves you, and he loves Natsue, and vice-versa. They're going to smother you with affection, and they're going to smother each-other with affection, and it's just one big love-fest between the three of you. Good vibes all around.

Oh there are plans. Doppo likes to plan dates to be perfect, and that's exactly what he's going to do. Something to satisfy all three of you, be it a trip to an aquarium and then dinner, or a day out in the park to cuddle once you all get back home, he's the master when it comes to date-night.

Oh yeah they get gifts for you alright. MANY. You will cry, Doppo will gently bully you about it, and Natsue will gently bully him about being an emotional sap that has to deflect from him feeling so sappy that he had to pick on you instead. Don't worry though, getting him literally anything remotely thoughtful will have him practically bawling. Natsue is incredibly appreciative of your gifts as well.

Doppo's an easy man to please: As long as the night ends with smiles and laughs, he's happy. If you and Natsue had a good time, he had a good time, and that's all there is to it. Though a cuddle pile is absolutely how he'd like to go out, because he knows he's comfortable to lay on.

Doppo's back met the ground with a loud thud, his boisterous laughter invading the room, echoing off of the walls as you practically pounced on him, a short wrestle put an end to the playful conflict though, especially when Natsue walked in and tossed her jacket straight at the back of your head, blinding you for the split-second that the legendary tiger killer needed to jab you right in your sides, leaving you laughing and wheezing on his chest. You'd barely kicked your shoes off, and your head was a bit fuzzy from all the drinks, but that was alright, you'd had a good night, a lot of fun, there'd been food and drinks and laughing, lots of hugging and getting emotional, but now you were just ready to sleep, your limbs heavy, almost as heavy as your eyelids. Doppo kissed your forehead with a chuckle, pulling off your jacket and shoes to go put them by the bedroom door while Natsue tried to urge you into a pair of pajamas.

Once everyone was comfortable and settled, silence fell over the room, one of Doppo's hands on your shoulders, the other on the base of Natsue's back, he looked about five seconds away from falling asleep, and both you and Natsue weren't far behind. "I love you two, you know that right? Do anything to make you happy." Doppo said in a low rumble, soothing the both of you into sleep as he kissed your foreheads, pleased with how his life was turning out. After all, being sandwiched between two of the most important people of his life, able to hug both of them, hold them close? That was the dream.

Motobe:

He celebrates Valentine's day in a more mature way, more likely to grab a drink than decorate, but he does humor his students and adds a few hearts to the windows of his dojo, some nice red accents. That's pretty much it. Other than that, he doesn't really care for the holiday, but he will make an effort with you.

He won't make you chocolates, but he'll get you some! Some nice ones too, rich and dark chocolates are his favorites, so you're going to get some of those so he can steal them when you're not looking, but others will be provided as well.

He's confident with his affection, he likes touching you. A hand on your shoulder or your waist, holding you close to his side while out in public, kissing your hands, your cheeks, your forehead, your lips, he's not going to shy away from showing you and everyone around you that he loves you. It might also be a territorial thing where he doesn't want anyone else making moves on you, not while he's there.

Oh yeah, he's got plans! He's got lots of plans! Starting with a brisk walk early in the morning. You don't like brisk walks early in the morning? Well he does, and he's going on one and insisting that you go with him. It's worth it though, because he takes you to an absolutely beautiful park with a breathtaking view. It's also literally breathtaking, you're going to be so tired after that walk that it's a miracle if you manage to keep up with him for the rest of the day.

Definitely a gifter, and a good one at that. He gets you some gifts that will outright make you ugly cry all over him, and you're going to feel bad about it but he's not that concerned. If he was looking for a specific reaction then he'd be able to get it, but he wants something genuine and that he can't predict. As long as it's a good one, he's proud. As for him getting gifts, he'll take them and he'll appreciate them, but he'd rather you save your money, he doesn't need much.

He ends the day as calmly as possible so you can get as much rest as you need. He's not far behind if he's being honest, once you're out he's only a minute or two behind, and if he can cuddle up with you, all the better.

Your calves were burning almost as much as your lungs, your back was uncomfortably sticking to your shirt because of the humid morning air, the sunlight barely peeking over the mountain ahead of you as Motobe easily trekked through the rugged terrain ahead of you. Your misery didn't seem to affect him, he didn't slow, didn't look back, and didn't heed your complaints and pleas to slow down or stop, simply urging you forward, to follow him with promises of this being worth it. You were glad you'd brought more than one water bottle after you'd heard it was going to be a longer walk, and at this point you weren't even feeling slightly guilty for drinking the spare you'd packed for him. This was a terrible morning, the worst Valentine's day to date, and you couldn't believe-

The view. You paused next to him as he sat down on the damp ground on a hill overlooking the small valley ahead of you as the sun finally rose, a flaming ball of light illuminating everything in a warm amber, the sky a brilliant rosy pink, fingers of light penetrating through branches and leaves, light speckling everywhere. "I was right. It's exactly how I thought. All of this, but you're the prettiest thing here." He said, making direct eye contact, patting the ground next to him, inviting you to sit and catch your breath. The hike back would be much easier, he knew a trail that would take you back to the road much faster, he'd just needed to stall as much as possible to time this just right. Would he tell you that? Not yet, no, but he was sure you'd figure it out after a few trips.

Shibukawa:

Oh he LOVES Valentine's day, he absolutely ADORES it. One of the days where his mischief is more directed towards everyone having a good time. Everyone being you and him, of course. He's a firm enjoyer of all the sweet treat ideas that people come up with every year. It's all very fun, and he likes to practice making origami hearts and roses for around the house. He's pretty good at it too.

Oh he's not going to make you chocolates, but he will take you out to buy some good ones at a place he knows has some quality stuff for cheaper. You're both going to have to split the haul, but it's definitely a good one, and you're going to both wind up having tummy aches for a while.

His affection is normally pretty playful, he likes to joke around with you, but on Valentine's day he lets himself be less incessant jokester and more dedicated lover and friend. He's very gentle with you, and he wants you to know it's because he loves you. As a matter of fact, the days before and after Valentine's day are some of the days where he's most reliably sweet without any pranking intentions.

A day out participating in celebrations, festivals and small get-togethers at bars and hole in the wall diners. Basically, after you secure your shared chocolate hoard, you're going out to have a lovely day with friends, family and strangers you've never met before, and you're going to absolutely love it because it's so comfortable and just feels so warm.

There's always a risk of his gifts being pranks, and sometimes he might just give in to that urge, but he at least makes an effort to spare you from from prank gifts and get you something nice! A pretty outfit, a nice hair pin or a necklace, a soft blanket with the words I Love You stitched into one of the corners. He will make you cry and he wants you to. Anything given to him will be playfully critiqued, but he does love everything he gets from you, especially if you can return his sass.

He wants to end the night with just the two of you in your home, cuddled up on the couch, watching the stars and reading with some nice calm music playing, drinking tea and just existing. It's nice to be able to take things slower every now and again.

Laughter filled the air as good food was eaten and drinks were passed around and sipped from, but your booth was peaceful now as Gouki passed you a slice of bread, a soft smile on his face. It was already buttered, just the right amount that he knew you liked, still warm from the pan it had been in, burried under all the others that were slightly cooler. You were still waiting for your food, but honestly, you couldn't blame the waiters, it was Valentine's day and they were fully booked, packed so full that there was barely room for the staff to weave between tables and deliver orders. You were more than happy to wait if it meant spending more time with the Aiki master, who sipped at his sake, eyeing a delicious smelling plate of food as it was carried past the both of you.

Sometimes you could see the gears turning in his head, spinning the wheels for plots and machinations. Maybe he was thinking of complaining to the manager to get your food? Or maybe he was going to swipe pieces from waiters as they breezed past the both of you? Instead, his hand reached out to yours, holding it from over the table as he held out a napkin in the other. "You have crumbs on your cheek silly, wipe them off before I decide to eat you up instead of this bread." He teased lightly, earning a roll of your eyes, but you obliged, accepting the napkin to dab at the crumbs. The food was probably going to take a while still, but at least the company was good and the bread was free.

Spec:

Oddly enthusiastic about this particular holiday. He likes to nab a marker and colour all of the hearts in his tattoos red or pink. He thinks it's nice, but by the end of it he just winds up having to get paint pens and that just smears everywhere, so he smells like paint and sharpie. It's a lot. He kinda stinks in general, this doesn't help, but you chose this one and there's no complaining because you chose this.

Chocolate? Oh sure, he'll get you chocolate! Don't pay attention to the red stains all over the bag though. And also don't watch the news for a few days. Or visit the gas station down the road. Just don't ask him where he got this chocolate, especially since he's flat broke and basically living rent-free in your house.

He's very odd with his affection, in which he'll almost drown you in affection at any given moment, but if he's having a bad day he'll act like you don't even exist. He does love you (maybe??? idk this one's kinda insane besties) and lord help anyone that tries to mess with you, but he's definitely a very particular guy. He doesn't even tone down his weird on Valentine's day, no, he gets more intense with it. He'll full-blown lick your cheek instead of just kissing you.

He's an odd individual and honestly would probably love to rob a department store with you. Don't let him, please, he can't go back to jail he's so fucking old and so fucking weird and now that he's had a taste of freedom (He used Doordash once and is in love, he swears by it, can't Doordash in jail can you?) and he will NEVER go back. But yeah. Department store robbery. Don't take him anywhere that has items for sale. He will steal them.

Oh yeah he'll get you gifts! Just be careful about wearing them in public or posting pictures of them. He doesn't want you going to jail. No they're not stolen, don't check the serial numbers of the very expensive pieces of jewelry he got for you. They are, admittedly, pretty sweet gifts from him, but the way he might obtain them is disturbing and you're better off just not asking. Ever. Getting him anything is a win-lose situation. He might love something once and then hate it for the rest of his life, but he's at least grateful!

The end of the day is loud and chaotic. Definitely has nothing to do with his multiple new cases of theft and assault. Definitely not. But once the cops leave and he comes out of hiding inside of your walls (he would and you know it) it does tend to quiet down a little. He probably wanders all around your place checking windows, curtains, doors and any electronics the cops touched for bugs, and then he'll promptly plop his ass down on your bed and pass out with or without you. After all, he had a long day!

You could kick his ass right now. All day he'd been doing something. Constantly leaving and coming back, acting way too innocent only to present you with some sort of gift. At first it was innocent enough, chocolate and steamed buns, then it was a necklace, then another few necklaces and a bracelet, some very expensive looking ones at that. And then you walked into your living room only to find him assembling an ottoman that you knew was way out of your price range because you'd been looking at it for the past week or so, staring wantonly at your screen as you longed to re-organize your furniture for the nth time this year! Granted, it was only Febuary, but still! It was the principle of the thing! And your furniture didn't even match the new ottoman! By the time it got dark, he'd brought you more things and you were convinced that when the cops pulled up you were going to go to jail, but with some quick thinking and honest bullshitting, you managed to keep your gifts and get out of an arrest!

But now you had to find the old man responsible for all this stress... Which could wait until morning. It wasn't like you didn't appreciate all of his gifts, after all. Shuffling into your room, you flopped down on your bed with a groan, drifting off slowly before you heard a familiar shuffle, a rustle at your window, and an even more familiar weight settled behind you. "Did you have a good day sweetcheeks? Huh? Did I do good with the presents I got you? I worked real hard on putting them together, I hope they last." He said, not giving you any time to answer before he promptly nuzzled against the pillow he'd claimed as his and passed out, hugging you close to his chest. Yeah, you could kick his ass, but he didn't deserve it for this. Maybe some other time.

NSFW AHEAD! Minors DNI!

Baki:

Yeah he had plans! Does he follow them all? Nope! The second he started thinking about sex in your presence his brain turned off the lights and he was basically left to just stare at you and drool. Which he did anyways, so it took a minute to notice.

On you? Oh it'll take him out! He's used to seeing a lot of skin on people, but somehow you taking off your pretty date clothes only to have sexy stuff on underneath?!? Baby he's going to give you a spit-shine. On him? It's subtle, but it's there. You'll catch hints whenever you put an arm around him. He's bad at hiding things, so you'll probably catch a glance if he stretches.

Oh he absolutely is down for some kinky, fuck mcnasty sex. Anywhere, whenever, however you want, you just let him know and he's down for it. His plans are already out the window, so why not let you have what you want? That's a plan, right?

Fancy dinners, a day out on the town, slowly and carefully drawing you in to get a taste of what exactly the Hanma blood can do. Not that he knows what the Hanma blood can do, he just thinks it's sexy to say that. Is it? Kinda, yeah. He's flashy, but genuine in his attempts to bag you.

If you want to try something special then he's already admitted he's down for it. As long as it's nothing too far outside his realm of comfort then he's perfectly happy to let you try whatever it is you want to!

Oh he wants to end the night with either him inside of you, or you inside of him. Someone needs to be inside of someone by midnight or he's going to worry that he did a bad job on the date he had planned. Post Valentine's hanky-panky would take him out, honestly, especially if you didn't let him hit the night before. Not because you didn't want to, no, but because you were just a bit too tired.

Kozue:

No plans. None of them. None whatsoever beyond a nice day out! So anything that happens is just improvised and it's probably hotter because of that to be completely honest. She's a mess once you pull her in close and give her bedroom eyes, either blushing and melting into a puddle or giving what she's getting and hitting you right back with a stare powerful enough to make your hips explode.

Oh 100%, she's wearing it even if you are already. She's got on a nice little pink number with cherries and hearts, and you're not going to get to see it until she brings you home afterwards. If you're wearing something too then she's going to laugh that you two had the same idea, but that's not going to get in her way.

Kinky shit is a given, if there's any day to try stuff in the bedroom it's on Valentine's day, it's almost a given that most other couples do. Tie her up, try a little bit of roleplay, you name it, she's down to try most of it.

She's confident, she knows what she wants and she's not afraid of just telling you what that is. And what she wants right now is to see you squirm as she tells you how bad she wants to pin you up against that wall over there and ride your fingers.

If anything, she's the one asking to try something special once you get back home. She doesn't have plans, no, but there's absolutely something she wants to try, and if you asked earlier, then she'll 100% let you have your turn. Just don't tucker yourself out.

She wants the night to end on a satisfied note. Emotional, social and sexual needs should all be satisfied in her eyes, and that's what she's gunning for at this point.

Hanayama:

Oh absolutely! But will he ever admit that he planned everything out? No lmao. It's obvious, but he won't admit it. He's not embarrassed, shut up, it's normal to want things to go a certain way, stop looking at him like that.

That's a pleasant surprise. One he wouldn't mind seeing again a few times. Expect the lingerie to become a far more common thing in the bedroom from that point on.

He doesn't want kinky stuff on his end, he wants to go along with his plan, and if that plan involved kinky stuff it's kinky stuff you've already done and agreed is something you would do again.

There's a silent confidence that'll draw you in, make your knees weak and whatever ussy you have yearning for him. He's going to use his voice because he knows what effect that has on you. He's merciless when it comes to seducing you.

He'll gently suggest putting a pin in that new thing you wanted to try unless it's something he was just about to bring up trying, in which case, try away baby, he'll let you do so very happily.

He wants to make it clear that you're his, so he's going to do everything he can to mark you up nice and pretty so that everyone knows that you're seeing someone, though he will be considerate. No hickies wherever you tell him not to, but he might push his luck.

Chiharu:

He doesn't have the capability to plan out horny things. He's horny? All thoughts leave his brain. If he does something, it's spontaneous. He's practically dumb, so if you want plans, you've gotta make them yourself

You're going to kill him. You're absolutely going to kill him, but he will die a happy, happy man and there's no changing that or taking it away from him. If he had a choice on how he were to go, then suffocating between your thighs would be the way, but this is a close second.

New stuff is fun and all, but he doesn't need that right now, what he needs is for you to just touch him already. If new stuff happens it happens, but he doesn't care as long as you just keep touching him like that.

There's no seduction on his part, you are seducing him and it's working, really, really well. He doesn't have the ability to think, though if you make him slow down he'll do his best, fawning over you like you're some ancient deity and he's but a humble servant at your altar.

You can do whatever you want to him as long as he gets a heads up and you keep touching him. You could leave your hand on the back of his shoulder the whole time and he'd gush like a volcano.

He's happy to fuck you to sleep, and then when you wake up, do it again if you'll let him. He wants little more than to fall asleep and wake up inside of you or with you inside of him.

Katsumi:

Maybe just a little. A teeny bit. He's got an idea for what he wants to do, but how he gets there is improvised. He's going point A: having a good date, and he's got point Z: hot sweaty sex in his apartment. He knows he can get from A to Z, of course, but he's leaving that up to fate.

He's going to wear something, so if you do too, all the better! Honestly, at some point he'd see what the goofiest piece of lingerie he can find is, and Valentine's day is the worst day to surprise you with it, but there's a tiny chance he might.

Oh yeah, he's got a few things he'd like to try, and he hopes you trust him enough to do so. It's mostly expressions of trust here, but if there's something else he brings up that you're into he's more than happy to oblige.

He's smooth, but not as smooth as his dad. He fumbles just a little sometimes, but that's okay, he tends to recover pretty well, and the mood will be more than okay by the time sex time rolls around. Yes, he will call it that. Yes, that will really delay sex time.

Pretty open to the idea, though he doesn't want to do anything that requires an insane amount of prep, cleaning or assembly. Sex swings are fine and dandy, but he doesn't have anywhere to hang one up in his bedroom, and he's not running to the hardware store with a raging boner just to get the supplies.

He wants to end the night cuddled up, looking out the window at the night sky and just talking. He doesn't need much more than being able to hold you and exist for a bit.

Jack:

Yeah. He did. And he'll admit it outright too. No shame, no embarrassment. He'll plan out all of it. Every little detail to make sure it's the perfect day for you, because if it's good for you, it's good for him too. He's doting and attentive, and if you think that him wearing that shirt he knows you like on him was coincidence, think again.

That was definitely not something he thought about happening, honestly, but he's not complaining in the slightest. An extra layer of fancy wrapping paper for his baby. He's even willing to do a little extra for you a few years in if the lingerie becomes a regular thing, though he'd have to really look hard, there's a disappointing lack of male lingerie that looks good.

He's a kinky fucker already, he's got a filthy mouth and if he finds that he said something that got you going, he's going to ask you about it and see if it's something you want to try or not. There's no pressure to try it right then, but you're going to hear words come out of his mouth that make you clutch your pearls.

Oddly smooth with this. That's because he's been planning. He knows just what he wants to say to you to get you riled up enough to practically drag him away by the arm back to the apartment, because that's what he wants.

He's open to let you do almost anything. You could honest to god cut him open and crawl into his ribcage and he'd ask if he could get you a blanket or a glass of water. You want something from him, just ask and he'll more than likely happily oblige.

He wants to end the night with his dick as deep inside as he can get it, but cuddled up and warm. A little bit of cock warming, sure and if that means he can wake up to you grinding back against him then he's more than happy to do it more than once.

Kosho:

No plans, just vibes. He goes where the night takes him, and if that just so happens to be into bed, then there's no complaints. He's fairly laid-back and willing to let you take the lead and do whatever it is you have in mind, from a quicky to an all-day affair.

That gets a solid pause from him. He needs a second to process what you're wearing, that you look really good, and he is a lot harder than he was just a second ago before he saw you like that. Nice little treat. Definitely gets him going.

There's not a lot that he's into enough to bring it up during a holiday like this. That's more of something he'd prefer to sit down and discuss, then figure something out so an accident doesn't ruin a holiday for you.

He doesn't, he's not trying to. Completely unintentional, but it's just the way his forearms look in his sleeves and his face looks in the light and- oh whoop, looks like you're pouncing on him. He's not complaining, and he can't say he doesn't understand.

He's going to gently decline trying something new. He knows that you like this holiday, and he'd rather not do something that you're not familiar with on this day. Another one that has been agreed upon. If it goes over well enough, then you can absolutely do it next year.

He wants you to end off happy and satisfied, and for him to not be single, so all in all, things are pretty likely to go how he normally hopes! Either way, he's happy you're here and he's going to tell you that in one of his fewer sappy moments.

Kureha:

Oh he'll plan it out alright. He'll plan it enough to get you to do all the work for him. He's lazy, do you really think he's going to want to do anything where he has to work? No, he's going to piss you off until you want to fuck him into your mattress, and then he's going to let you do exactly that and make it look like it was all your idea.

He's definitely putting something on, it'd be nice if you did to. It's hot, why not? He can admit that two very hot people getting together should wear something hot while they're doing sexy things. Makes it fun! Is he going to clean the cum off of the sexy lingerie? Absolutely not, he doesn't do laundry, he pays people for that.

He'll have introduced you to his kinks by now, so if there's something he's told you about that you both haven't tried then that's likely what he's going to be gunning for. He promises he'll let you have your turn after he's done!

He seduces through the Stupid Sexy Flanders method: effortless, unintentional, and then sheer fucking rage because everyone knows he's hot and pretty, and you do to, so why is he being such a jerk about it? You won't even know you fell into his trap until one of you is balls deep.

If he's letting you do all the work, he's more than willing to let you try something, especially if you let him try something too. He's fair, honest! Though if he doesn't like it he'll outright refuse, and depending on what you're asking him for he might straight up end the sexy times.

He's happy. Smug. Didn't have to move a muscle beyond getting to bed, because you did everything. He wants to be pampered, and once you're both cleaned up (he's not sleeping with cum on him, that'll cause a breakout he's not stupid) he doesn't mind sharing in that pampering. Just make sure to leave some pillows on the floor for when he inevitably cosplays an alligator in deathroll and kicks you out of bed.

Retsu:

No planning whatsoever other than to have a good day and to have said good day with you. He'd feel guilty for even daring to think of making up a plan because clearly this holiday isn't full of sexual undertones in literally every aspect. None whatsoever! It's a holiday celebrating love and- oh hey look, that chocolate's shaped like a butt plug. Huh. Wonder why.

He'll combust on the spot, be gentle with him. Nothing too hot now, he's delicate. Honestly, you could just walk around in your underwear and have him sweating buckets, you're just that pretty that anything fancier will definitely get him hard real fast.

He's painfully vanilla, the most he'd ask for is probably a different position he's wanted to try for a while but wasn't sure about asking you to do. It's nothing wild from him.

If anything you're the one seducing him, but he will turn on the charm once he gets "hints" (re: blatantly being told) that you want him in a sexy way in a very near future.

He's happy to let you do literally whatever you want to him. Mostly because he doesn't know all of the terms used, but still, as long as it brings you satisfaction he's willing to at least try something. He'll tell you if he's not having fun.

He wants you to be happy and satisfied. He's great at aftercare, he'll have you feeling good as new minutes after he finishes fucking you. Turns out a warm wet rag works miracles, or maybe that's just his fingers.

Doppo & Natsue:

Shockingly, Natsue is the one that does all the planning and plotting, Doppo has nothing to do with it, Natsue just plans and he goes along with it. What does she have in store? She's not telling either of you until it comes time to get nasty. It's always a good idea, really, but oh boy you'd definitely never expect some of the stuff she comes up with.

All three of you are going to get "naked" only to realize you all had the exact same idea, and that was to put on something sexy beneath. Doppo insists he pulled it off the best, of course, but he's not afraid to admit that you all look really good.

Kinky shit is exactly what you're going to get getting involved with these two. They make sex look like an Olympic sport, of which they are routinely receiving the gold medal. They've got likes and they're going to let you know, it's up to you what you want from them.

Doppo is brazen and suave, he's got a way with words that will leave your head fuzzy and spinning with want, but Natsue's almost worse than him (in a good way) because she goes from sweet unsuspecting housewife to literal sex goddess so fast it's almost scary.

You wanting to try something is only fair, they're more than likely going to humor you with whatever it is, even if it might be a little unconventional or weird. I mean, they're in a throuple, and most of the time Natsue wears the pants. If they were conventional then neither of them would likely be at this point.

Happy, safe and warm is how they'd prefer everyone to feel. Maybe a bit sore from "thorough use", but happy. You're all going to be a bit sweaty though, and if Doppo has the energy to carry both you and Natsue to the bath that's what he's going to do.

Motobe:

Oh he plans alright. He plans and plots, whatever you want to call it. He's doing all of it. You won't even know that he's planning until later when you look back at the events of the day and realize that it's very obvious . Especially with a fresh pair of eyes.

He's pleasantly surprised. How sweet of his love to wear something so nice just for him! He'll be careful with it, but he's just as likely to wear a little getup of his own, depending on how intimate things have been.

Kinky shit is his alley. He'll have you hanging from the ceiling forgetting everything but his name and the taste of his tongue in your mouth only a few minutes after you agree to let him have his fun.

The quiet confidence of a man who knows that he'll pull regardless of age. He's almost cocky, especially since he knows he's prepared and you probably aren't as prepared as him. Probably. He's hoping you aren't. Actually if you are he's screwed, because you'll both probably wind up sword fighting with dildos outside of his bedroom. I mean he'll win but still. Not very sexy of you two.

Yeah, he's willing to let you try something. Now what is it? Because depending on what it is, then his answer will range between yes, no, and "well you asked me to try something, and that in itself was you trying something so... No. ❤️" He doesn't want to bully you, but it's going to feel that way for a little bit.

Tired, sweaty and unable to move is how he'd like to be. Hopefully that's how you want to be too, because that's how you're going to wind up. You're welcome!

Shibukawa:

Planning, plotting, scheming. He'll give you whiplash at every turn, thinking that he will do you, then he won't do you. Until, of course he does do you, in which case you're just too fucked out to care, and he officially wins Scheming Bastard of the Year for the fifteen billionth time in his life.

Oh you'll get him flustered 100%. As much as he likes to act in control, secret spicy lingerie would make his whole face turn bright red, he can't look you in the eyes, hand are weak, arms are heavy, mom's spaghetti-

Not really as into kinky shit as he likes to make people think he is. He's pretty happy being relatively vanilla for Valetine's day, he likes to save the kinkier stuff for your anniversary or something along those lines.

He's clever, makes you want him so bad it makes you look stupid, and he'll tell you, of course, but that doesn't change the fact that you want him so bad that it makes you look stupid. He's clever and he'll easily find a way to get you into bed before the night ends.

He's open and willing to try new things if you ask him to, but he'd prefer to keep to something familiar for Valentine's day, even if it's more basic and less extreme sounding, it's still going to be good. He promises!

He's smug, you've got his cum dripping onto the bedsheets from your thighs, and it's honest to god way too late to be thinking about another round... But he's looking to smug and cocky for an old guy. You're going to wipe that look off of his face... Eventually. Promise.

Spec:

He doesn't plan things out. He schemes. About everything. From grocery shopping to fucking, he's got a scheme for it. You're going to think it's honestly just another day but he's changed things around so that your calendars all display a day late. You're probably going to wind up freaked out, but don't worry, that's fun when it comes to him.

Do you want him to have a stroke and die? Because he could? Pinning you to your bed and stripping you down only to find out that you're wearing underwear would be powerful enough to almost send him straight into the grave and he's going to tell you so. A lot. Very frequently. It's kinda unsexy.

Oh yeah. He's going to want to try kinky shit. He wants to try some things real bad because I'm convinced this man's never had a partner willing to let him be a straight up weirdo before, and you being willing to go along with his less naughty Valentine's day plans would probably get you in a weird situation later.

Brazenly, outright telling you that he wants sex from you and he wants it yesterday, but he's not going to push. If you're not in the mood then you're not in the mood. Doesn't mean he won't try to get you in said mood if you let your guard down though.

"Let me try something" from you usually ends with a resounding yes anyways, this time is no different, especially if you let him try his thing earlier on in the day. At that point you could probably get away with asking him to shove the whole Eifel tower up his ass.

Hot, sticky, sweaty and covered in a lot more bodily fluids than you might ever hope to me. Don't ask me which ones, because I don't have an answer. I doubt anyone does, really. Definitely cum and spit at least. You're going to have to wash off or wind up feeling crusty in the morning. And get some fresh sheets too. Maybe a new bed. Burn the old one.

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baratiddyappreciator · 3 months

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What would they do during a day at the beach? Would they rather stay on the shore, sun tan, maybe play some beach volleyball, or maybe play in the water?

Oh, I'm sorry that it took too long, it's just that my brain refused to think, but I still managed to do it.

Baki:

- Active games

- but it will probably last for two hours

- however, during this time he will have time to swim behind the buoys a couple of times and cause trouble to others

- so he will spend the rest of the time lying on the sand and sipping a cocktail

- he is a fan of active games in the water, like playing ball in the water and the like

- Probably one of those people who forget to put cream on his back and that's why his back burns completely (DON'T TOUCH HIM, he'll throw a tantrum)

- however, with him, a day at the beach is a constant waste of ice cream. He can stuff a kilogram of ice cream into himself and it won't be enough for him anyway

Hanayama:

- Oh, he likes to swim.

- it will probably be a diving day (Hana has experience in this)

- however, he is not a fan of active games.

- it will probably just be sitting on the sand or at the beach bar (if there is a current one)

- for him, relaxing on the beach is primarily an antistress. The sound of approaching waves and this peaceful picture of water itself

- it's easy to imagine him on the sand, in swimming trunks, under two umbrellas, sipping a cocktail

- however, if you ask him very well, he will play a couple of games of volleyball with you

- also a lover of walking on the beach in the evening. He likes the picture of the sunset and the tranquility that arises.

Katsumi:

- Ho ho

- ACTIVE GAMES, ACTIVE GAMES, ACTIVE GAMES

- try to stop him

- he will play anything with you, he loves any kind of activity

- diving, surfing, just swimming or playing active games, whatever you come up with, he will support and do

- he will definitely take a couple of photos ( it will clog up all the memory of his phone

- definitely will arrange a competition on whose sand castle will be better

- however, later in the evening he will be exhausted and will lie on the sand

- perhaps these will be the most valuable moments for him. The sea, the setting sun and you.

Jack:

- he will prefer to keep the balance

- He will spend 50% of his time on land, 50% in the water

- he will probably get on the buoys and swim as far as he can

- by the way, he swims great

- I don't mind playing a couple of sets of volleyball both in the water and on land

- probably buy you a lifebuoy in the shape of a huge pink flamingo (buy him the same one, just imagine Jack in a flamingo-shaped lifebuoy (this is a useless purchase, since he can swim, but he really looks cute in it))

- in the evening, he will lie on a chaise longue watching the sunset

- it's also likely to teach you how to swim

- eeeeeeeeeeeee, in order to coat it with cream, you will have to use the entire tube

Retsu:

- also 50% of the time in the water, 50% of the time on land

- it's just as easy to imagine him in a doughnut-shaped lifebuoy, wearing sunglasses in the shape of stars

- although he can swim too

- he hardly cares for his skin, but he has such a gorgeous tan 😭

- he'll probably play a couple of games of volleyball with you

- he does not swim behind the buoys (for some reason it seems to me that he does not break the rules at all)

- probably prefer an air mattress and will rest on it

- he has excellent taste in cocktails

- but there is also a high probability that he will take fruit ice (cherry is his favorite flavor)

- He also likes the prospect of competing with you in building sand castles.

Shibukawa:

- Yeah, it's his day.

- it seems to me that he doesn't really like to swim.

- however, if he is in the mood, he may actually swim

- but what is more likely that he is one of those people who will go into knee-deep water and look somewhere in the distance

- so he's planning to spend the whole day on the beach, but that doesn't mean he won't find a way to get you wet.

- one of these methods is the water pistols that he took with him

- so it's going to be a COMPETITION.

- he's also likely to take fruit ice

- the same man who is lying on a chaise longue in sunglasses, knee-length shorts, in a Hawaiian shirt and sipping a cocktail

- I also don't mind playing a couple of volleyball games

Yujiro:

- Oh, as you know, he likes to swim

- he will also break all sorts of rules (of course, no one will tell him anything), but he will really have a great time

- it also reproduces the impression of a person who will lie on a chaise longue for half a day just looking into the distance

- active games?

- Oh yes, he can do it.

- but be prepared that you will lose in a dry hehe

- there is also a high probability that he will just read

- imagine the sound of water, the sun is pleasantly warm, a good book... For him, this is one of the best vacation options

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S/o who can sing good and like high notes like mariah carey

I won't lie chief, most of these giant buff nerds would try and find a way to use what we're going to refer to as The Note from this point on in a combat situation because that's powerful, but I digress.

Baki:

He 100% believes you when you say you're a good singer, but giving him proof is always going to be appreciated greatly. If his baby wants to sing for him, that's great and he loves it a lot, thank you kindly pookie.

He expects the singing to be good, some of the best he's ever heard, but what he isn't expecting is THE high note. Like how do you do that??? HOW?!

Of course, after hearing the high note and witnessing THE POWER of said high note, he'll immediately start wondering if it can be weaponized. Imagine if he could literally stun-lock an opponent in real life?!?

Definitely tries to get you to sing along to any songs with high notes so he can hear you hit them with ease and then brag about it to everyone he knows, even his dad.

"Oh yeah, my partner is super talented, listen to this!" Becomes a common thing to hear, he's so proud of you!

Kozue:

Silent wonder and admiration. How on earth do you get your voice to sound so angelic and in tune when you sing?! That's seriously impressive stuff! She doesn't understand any of it beyond it's hard work and impressive.

If she thought your regular singing was impressive (it is) then you hitting the high note is mind boggling (it is) and she doesn't know how you did that (sorcery, probably) but could you please do it again, because she's setting it as her notification tone.

The high note must be studied and admired. How loud can you go? Can you do wacky stuff like breaking a glass? Could you do better than an opera singer?! Probably not, but it's fun to ask and get so carried away the both of you just wind up dying of laughter on the floor.

She tries to get you to teach her how to hit a high note like that. It's impressive and she wants to know if she can get her voice like yours, though the look of disappointment in her eyes as you mention that dairy will make it harder to hit higher notes just after she's finished her iced coffee is palpable.

She's very proud when people compliment her new notification tone, and will purposefully send you a text to be answered whenever she's in a crowd so she can hear it over and over again.

Hanayama:

He'd act all unimpressed in front of his guys and just nod and give you a gruff little grunt (high praise from him, really) but behind closed doors he's practically begging you to sing him some old-timey song that he really liked as a kid.

The high note is a shock to be sure, but not an unpleasant one. He definitely didn't expect you to go so hard with your rendition of Frank Sinatra's Fly Me To The Moon, but he's glad you did, adds your own personal flare.

He thinks you're great and really skilled, it's super impressive he promises, but he can't really handle the high note all that often. On occasion, sure, but if he's gotta hear it multiple times in one day then he simply can't. He's got a limit on how much loud noises he can handle.

If you're ever wanting to look into getting a gig, however, he can 100% hook you up by calling on some old favors that he's owed by a few club owners, he's sure that they'd be more than happy to accept you on stage!

There's a silent pride in him when people talk about you, especially if you're up on stage. All those eyes on you as people talk about how skilled you are, but he's the one that gets to take you home.

Chiharu:

He's not a graceful singer, but can try. You start up, and he'll 100% join you. Sounds like a drunk old cat, but it's fine because it's fun! He greatly appreciates your skill regardless of his inability.

You hit a high note and he immediately demands you hit another. And then another, and another. He's fascinated. Sure his ears might hurt, but he adores your voice and he's going to listen to you.

He'll try to match the vibes and hit high notes with you, but he gets one voice crack and stops for weeks, can't look you in the eye. He demands you teach him how, but he's not the best at practicing. Once he gets it down enough for him to hit a relatively high note though, he absolutely will use it in a fight. He gets hit? He's gonna let out the highest damn squeak you've ever heard out of spite before he rocks his opponents shit.

He takes you out to karaoke bars often, especially if there are competitions so you can breeze through the others and enjoy the benefits of your superiority. And he's absolutely going to refer to you winning as you being superior, because in his eyes you are.

Loudly proud about you being so skilled. You start humming and he's ready to shout from the rooftops about how talented and skilled and good looking and amazing you are. As a matter of fact, he's done it at least once when he's had enough to drink.

Katsumi:

Oh he's definitely going to forget how to speak for a while, but if you're both having a fun moment he's joining in. His boys tell him he sounds like a dying echidna, but he doesn't really care, he's having fun with his baby and admiring their skill.

The high note takes everyone off-guard. That's just impressive. There's nothing more to be said other than "holy shit" and "wow" because that's the only words in their brains. The Karate boys are smart (ish) on their own, but together they have one braincell and it's completely overwhelmed by the Wow that they're all thinking.

Katsumi has no problem bragging about your skill. He doesn't stop doing it, actually, but asking him to stop is like asking him to NOT be proud that he bagged a skilled individual with the voice of a goddess, and that's basically impossible.

He's only ever hit the high note once and it's because Katou slapped his butt at full force while he was talking. Katou hasn't, and probably won't ever, let him live that down. On the plus side, he learned that he can hit the high notes like you, it's just hard.

He honestly might just get a billboard with your face on it in front of and on the Shin-Shin-Kai building so he can brag to everyone that walks past that his partner is super talented.

Jack:

A bit fuckin dense, he's probably not going to notice it's you singing until he actually physically sees you singing, in which case he'll happily just stand there and admire you while you're unaware.

The high note catches him completely off-guard, especially if you're singing in the other room and then hit it out of nowhere. That's a guaranteed way for him to come rushing in ready to either swing on someone or rush you to a hospital.

He entertains the same train of thought as Baki for a few seconds because yeah that'd be funny, and then he remembers that Gaia basically has done that before and his interest completely dies out from that point because he doesn't need a headache like that again. He's never letting the two of you be in the same room if he can help it though, just to be on the safe side.

The high note is one of the few things that wake him from a dead sleep beyond you screaming like you're being murdered. All it takes is for him to break through a door once for that fact to become clear, so there's no practicing within his earshot while he's sleeping.

He's definitely a silently proud individual. He admires the hard work and dedication you've put into it, but it's pretty rare that he brags about anything. That being said, given the chance he absolutely will sing your praises, he knows it's nice to hear.

Kosho:

He thinks it's good that you have a creative outlet that isn't dangerous to yourself or him, and he doesn't mind hearing you singing around the house while he stretches or trains.

His reaction to the high note is very similar to Jack, where he comes rushing in in a blind panic if you hit it out of nowhere, but he quickly processes it and it's something the both of you will laugh about eventually.

Oh he knows that a high note like that can be used in combat, but unless you have an interest in fighting yourself, he's not likely to ever see it in action, and even if you do it's not going to be something he wants used on himself, so please be merciful. Sometimes.

He knows that he hasn't been able to hit a high note like that since he was little, before puberty hit him like a bus, so he won't even attempt, but he'd definitely love to hear the technical part of how you make a sound like that.

He constantly humble brags whenever he gets the chance. "Oh your girlfriend is a singer? Yeah well my partner is the next Mariah Carey, get on my level." Do not put him in a room with the actual Mariah Carey, because he will tell her that you're coming after her crown.

Kureha:

Lowkey annoyed that you won't shut up but he does think your voice is pretty. Just, you know, in moderation. Just a little bit. He's trying to work baby, please just go practice in another room, where he can still hear you but it won't be as distracting.

Better hope he isn't drinking when you hit the high note because he will choke on it. The "perfect" Dr.Kureha Shinogi forgets how to human every time the high note is done in his presence, even if he's expecting it.

He knows that theoretically the high note could be used in combat, and Jack has told him about Gaia's screaming, but he shudders to think of anyone combining the volume and pitch in a combat situation, he'd break and he knows it.

If there's ever a work function or a conference that calls for live entertainment then SURPRISE SHAWTY! He's signed you up! Hope you don't get nervous in front of large crows. Oh also you only have two weeks to prepare. He's only a little sorry.

Given the chance, he loudly brags, but it's a shared brag. Why yes! You're both prodigies! It's only right that you wind up together! It's almost like the universe recognized that you both deserved someone with the same amount of skill!

Retsu:

Mystified and happy. He's flourishing, practically glowing as he listens to you. You're going to be totally unaware that he's there the first time you sing in front of him (unless you purposefully waited to show him) but either way, he's there and he's enjoying himself.

The high note catches him WAY off-guard. How did someone as sweet and soft (to him) manage to make such a big noise?! It takes him a solid minute but you'll both wind up laughing about how shocked he was.

He wouldn't dare think of using the high note as a fighting tactic, but he definitely can appreciate the shock value it caries when someone isn't expecting it. He'd definitely bring you to the arena and do a little trolling with you, just because he deserves to have some fun and you do to.

Oh he definitely tries to get you to sing along to some Mariah songs, she's talented and a genius with some real catchy ones, and if he ever gets the opportunity he's taking you to a concert, front row seats.

Highkey proud of you and not afraid to show it, but he's not interested in bragging to others about your skills, he wants to show you how great he thinks you are. He's constantly complimenting you anyways, this just gives him additional ammunition!

Doppo & Natsue:

Doppo's used to Natsue humming and singing around the house while she's doing her thing, be it chores or just going about her day, but having the both of you do it is something that brings him great joy and amusement, mostly because the both of you tend to completely stop once you hear the other and that's just hilarious to him.

The high note takes them both by surprise. Nobody's beating you on that one, Natsue's not going to try and Doppo knows damn well that he can't. That being said, he'd gladly give you a light teasing about being inspired by Mariah.

He's honestly more confident about leaving you and Natsue at home together whenever he leaves because he knows that if you need help you'll definitely be able to get the neighbors attention and stun an attacker, especially after what happened with Dorian, while Natsue just thinks it's neat and a skill that she's proud you've developed.

Both of them try and get you to sing more around the house, and if given the chance Natsue is throwing down with you on a Karaoke machine just so she can see you smile. Doppo, on the other hand, tries to recruit you for mischief. Katsumi has learned to survey his room whenever he's over in case you're hiding, waiting to pounce.

Non stop bragging on Doppo's part, but he does that anyways. His two loves are the best in the world and everyone deserves to know, especially the both of you, while Natsue is more than happy to gossip with the other moms in the area and brag about how talented you are.

Shibukawa:

He's pretty nice when it comes to your singing, even if he might give you a hard time just to get a laugh out of you, or see if he can break your composure. Bonus points if he gets you to break at the worst moment.

The high note inspires thoughts of evil in him. All those youngsters in the arena won't know what hit them the next time he gets a text or a phone call, because he's setting it up as his ringtone and he's not putting his phone on mute. You are the singular cause to every jumpscare in the arena from that point on. The others don't hate you, but hearing your voice for the first time in person definitely gets some interesting reactions.

He doesn't need to use tricks in combat, he already has some. Plenty, as a matter of fact. The high note is specifically for pranks only, thank you very much. He's going to recruit you.

He definitely takes you out to karaoke and introduces you as a beginner so that you can wipe the floor with the competition and laugh about it later over the prizes and stunned looks.

Oh he doesn't need to brag, everyone knows that he's proud of you. He doesn't even need to say anything, it's just insanely obvious. Especially with how many times he's scared the living shit out of Jack and Katsumi by playing your high notes. He's got different ones recorded too. You're his partner in crime, whether you like it or not.

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