Top 6 favorite kengan men! Any request about Omori and Hollis a few months ago was me I will admit. Thank you to anyone who answered I enjoyed all of them!
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Ok so I did a list on who is definitely not safe for dating in Kengan š now here is a list that would be a wonderful partner. Now did I make this list from my personal favorites? Yes.
1. Nitoku- though he may not have a job, he would be a wonderful house husband. He would cook for his SO and do many helpful things. After they get home from work heād greet them at the door. He would listen to all their problems and make sure they are taking care of themselves. 10/10 husband
2. Omori @hellosnapps yes your husband. 10/10 Husband. Though he may look stoic he is the sweetest man you could date. He always takes his SO on dates on any of his off days. He will listen to them when they are having a breakdown. He will comfort any insecurity or anxiety they have. Heād remind them he married them for who they are and not what they look like.
3. Takayama. This boy may seem like a big angry ball but heās a big softie with his SO. When he gets home from work he will lay his head in their lap and listen to them talk while they play with his hair. Heās extremely loyal and protective. He secretly goes to Omori for dating advice because he is a shy boy and wants to be the best husband. 10/10 cat husband.
4. Kanoh - heās a good husband because he is loyal. His innocence makes his SO chuckle. He would always make sure his SO was safe. He is a big cuddle bug so he will hug them tight whenever heās around them.
5. Hayami- this boy might possibly be one of the best husbands in Kengan. He always puts his SO before himself. However, he rarely lets anyone in so opening up to them is a big deal. He always buys them their favorite snacks and takes them to fun places. He is everything you could ask for in a partner. 10/10
6. Jurota - He is more of a peaceful person so he will try his best to make the perfect life for them. He isnāt a city person so he will move them onto the mountain with him. He will take care of his SO. Heād listen to them and calm them down when they are feeling anxious. (He is similar to Omori in his husband nature. Except heās more submissive)
7. Raian -behind closed doors heās so sweet to his SO
8. Hollis -heās sweet and chill to his SO. Heād be a bit protective at first when introducing them to the Kure clan but heād help them every step of the way.
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Being in a relationship with Tokunoāo Tokumichi...
You were annoyed to be forced to move to another country, let alone one that doesnāt speak your language, yet here you were, in Russia, a fresh student at one of the most prestigious Universities from Moscow.
Your parents sent you here to take care of your twin brother who wanted to become a pro-Sambo fighter, and what better place to learn it, then its own mother country?
Your parents clearly didnāt trust your dumbass brother to live by himself in a foreign country... So you were left to mostly care for the home, food and expenses. but also your studies, while all he does is eat and exorbitant amount of food and work out... And itās still him that complains.
Youāre always there for him when heās at the clubās practice gym and you encourage him... But you can clearly see itās not exactly the type of sport heād excel in - You still support him though, heās your brother and thatās his dream!
One day, at your University, you go to eat your lunch outside, under a tree, only to spot a Japanese man! Finally, youāre not alone in this sea of natives!Ā
You timidly go to him and smile, asking if you can sit by him.Ā āHi, I hope Iām not disturbing you... I just havenāt seen a familiar face in a while.ā
The brunet man looked up from his book, eyes wide in surprise at hearing his mother tongue, and he gives a kind smile.Ā āOf course.ā he scoots over, allowing you enough space to lean on the great oak.
āDid you already eat your lunch?ā you asked, a bit unsure of how to start a conversation with a stranger.
He shook his head.Ā āI forgot to take it in the morning.ā he didnāt seem to bothered by it though.
āHere. We can share. I always have a spare pair of chopsticks with me.ā you rummage through your bag, handing him the said chopsticks - Though, amusingly for him, they were patterned with pink flowers. So childish.
āYou neednāt...ā hit stomach growled loudly, making him blush in surprise.Ā ā....Thank you.ā
āI hope you like it. I havenāt really gotten used to using foreign ingredients yet, but I suppose my brother doesnāt really complain, so itās fine.ā you chuckle leisurely - You seemed so casual and easy going when talking to him, he noted.
As soon as he tried some of the food, his eyes widened, and he nodded.Ā āItās good.ā he said. If he were his mum, he might have said - Youāll be a good wife one day - Or some silly thing that many Japanese women always say as a compliment.
āIām happy that you like it.ā you smiled sweetly at him.Ā āMy nameās Y/N, by the way.ā what a pretty name, he thought, saying your name in his mind a few times.
āTokunoāo Tokumichi.ā what a mouthful, he thought - What was in his fatherās head when he named him that?
āOh, the virtuous one! Double the virtue - I wonder which two of the seven virtues do you embody.ā he chuckled lightly, a bit flustered by her question.Ā āCan I call you Nitoku?ā
āNitoku?ā that was quite the clever nickname you came up for him on the spot. He quite liked it.
āSure. I like it.ā he smiled at you.Ā
āSo... What do you study?ā good question.
āLiterature.ā he stated.Ā āI studied Literature in Japan, but I moved here to learn broaden my horizons.ā
āOhh, an intellectual~! Iāve always loved reading all kinds of literature from different cultures. Now that you mention... Many of our authors have such a unique but also... Whatās the word... Blank? Tragic? Spiraling? Take Dazai for example - Thereās beauty in reading about all those characters and watching them destroy their own lives. But then, thereās Russian authors like Dostoevsky and Tolstoy, and though their worlds are also bleak and depressing, the exposition is completely different - Donāt you think?ā Nitoku was in love.
That day, you exchanged phone numbers, and from then on, no matter what Uni schedule he had, heād pick you up from your home and walk you back - More, heād walk you to your own classes, even if that meant being a bit late himself.
Will continue complimenting your food even if itās a sandwich - The mere fact that you think of him means a lot.
Loves to drink coffee with you while you stroll through the park - You could be watching the leaves fall, or admire the pretty flowers, and it would be perfect for him.
If it gets cold Nitoku will always wear a scarf, just so he would put it around your neck - Suddenly, you lost your own scarf and donāt have the money to spare. You both know itās a life.
Youāre his biggest supporter when it comes to his dream of becoming an author, and you even help him come up with a cool pen name - Onomichi Nitoku.
He has you proof read all his manuscripts, and though you give some advice here and there, you donāt really have the heart to tell him that his writing... Kinda... Sucks.
Heās an incredibly intelligent and shrewd man, and he worked so hard to achieve his dream... How could you ruin his ambitions?
When he was able to create his first book, you were the first person to receive it - And you asked for his autograph, saying heās the first famous person youāve ever met and itās an honour.
He hugged you so tightly, and his otherwise lethargic and blank expression was filled with pure joy and bliss - It hurt your heart to lie to him.
But going through that book was a whole chore in itself... And it wasnāt a short read.
In complete anti-thesis with his sheer glee, when he was told by his publicist that his books barely had any sales, his mood became lower than the Mariana Trench.
With the little money you had, you went to the bookstore and bought all his copies, begging the man at the counter not to tell anyone that it was a single person doing thatĀ - And with no idea what to do with just about 20 books, you donated them to literature clubs and libraries around the capital.
He took you out on a date when he got the money.
You felt so guilty, but still didnāt have the heart to tell him the truth... Yet you feared every day that when he does eventually find out, he will be so angry with you that heāll stop being your friend - That thought alone almost made you burst into tears every time you saw him.
You soon found out Nitoku is a shit-spender and goes through his money like a sugar baby - It was absolutely hilarious, seeing this grown man be so irresponsible with his own hard-worked money.
You volunteered to help him out with the finances, but it barely helped at all, as he ended up getting his hands on the emergency money, under the pretext of an urgent need to buy a fountain pen.
A highly expensive, historical fountain pen that was said to have been used by Tolstoy himself.
He fell for the marketing gimmick.Ā
For how intelligent he was, he sure had his dumb side sometimes.
āI should start training in a fighting sport.ā you hear him say all of a sudden, realising his wallet was completely empty and you were forced to pay for the delivery food.
āI though you said you hated them. Well... Your sturdy body, rather.ā you were shocked to hear him change his views after almost a year of being headstrong with his writing.
āI donāt earn enough from writing, and Iām fed up with you needing to take care of me. You have your own home to take care of, and another deadbeat man to feed. Iāve forced your hand and finances way too many times. If I want to properly grow and become a responsible adult, I have to find alternatives... And unfortunately, this cursed body of mine earned a ton of invites from various sport clubs.ā you felt bad that heās forced to deter from his own path and dream, but it was a rational choice, and you were very proud of him.
āDo you want me to introduce you to my brotherās Sambo club? I donāt want to sound as if Iām objectifying you or anything, but you donāt workout, yet youāre a literal powerhouse. You wonāt even need to workout much to get any stronger - If you just work on your techniques, youāll be immediately a favourite. Itās all about the legs, grapplers, wrestling and throws. Considering that your biceps looks to be as big as my thigh, I think youāll be fine.ā you pat his head, seeing him sigh in defeat.Ā āBut if you do end up with Sambo as your fighting style and you want to branch into MMA... Please take care of that pretty face of yours. It would be a pity if it got all messed up.ā
āY/N!ā he scolded you for teasing him.Ā āFine. Sign me up.ā
The next day, you took Nitoku to your brotherās club and introduced him to the coach, who immediately saw the potential in him and started training him properly.
It got your brother jealous enough to provoke him into a duel just a week after he signed up.
Your brother got absolutely obliterated, to the point of crying.
You couldnāt stop laughing.
Despite all his workout and training, your brother still was half of every one of Tokuās proportions, and somehow, his technique was still shit, even a year later.
He should have listened to your advice and gone for a combat sport that had soft techniques as a base.
Of course, you praised your boyfriend for being so cool, and he only looked away, closing his gaping robe properly - He didnāt know why, but he still felt shy around you.
And he didnāt even kiss you properly yet. He was a mess.
That night, you ended up in a one-sided fight with your brother, and not wanting to bother with him, you went to sleep over at Tokuās until he calmed down.
He was dying inside - And you could see it. He was adorable.
As expected, over the months since he started his pro-fighter career, he started earning a lot of money from every fight - And as you suggested, he branched into MMA and he was doing fantastically well, winning each and every one of his fights - He was the new big sensation.
You ended up asking him to teach you Systema, under the guise of self-defense lessons - But really, considering Systema was the ultimate self-defense style used against even weapons, and it had no fixed style, but it relied on fluidity and intuition - Which meant you didnāt need the body of a mountain to be good at it.
But Nitoku was afraid to actually train with you.
He saw perfectly well what a misaimed punch from him could do to trained fighters - He could break you so easily.
Instead, he let you practice on him - You knew the theory, but putting it in practice was completely different.
And sweeping at his feet was a complete failure - That man was the most gravitationally stable person in the world, he wouldnāt even budge an inch - It was almost frustrating.
You ended up nicknaming himĀ āRhodesā, as the Colossus from Rhodes.
But there came a day when Nitoku was acting completely out of character, and he seemed visibly frustrated for some reason.
Despite all your comforting and asking what happened - He had the weirdest suggestion - He wanted to help you practice. He never suggests it himself. It was peculiar behaviour out of him.
Instead of allowing you to make the first move, he was the one to go towards you, and in spite of the good technique that you attempted, he simply picked you up with ease and wrestled you to the ground.
Not that he hurt you - He made sure his arm was underneath your body so that all the impact would go to him instead.
You looked up at him with questioning eyes - All while his own bore into yours. This staredown made you feel incredibly uncomfortable and vulnerable, especially as you were caged between his body and arms with no way of running away.
āWhy did you lie to me?ā your eyes went wide from the implication, though you had no idea what he meant.Ā āWhy did you encourage me if you knew my writing sucked?ā
So this was what it was all about.Ā āFar worse people, with barely any education became best-selling authors. Look at the Twilight franchise, or that 50 Shades of whatever. If they could do it - Why not you? Itās your dream, and you worked so hard for it. Why wouldnāt I encourage you?ā you asked.Ā āBesides - I donāt think your writing sucks.ā
āThen why didnāt you tell me that you were the one who bought 20 books in a day? I should have known that was impossible.ā you couldnāt help but chuckle in guilt.
āAh... Y-You found out...ā he grunted in affirmation.Ā ā...I did it to see you smile.ā
ā...Huh?ā his eyes snapped wide open, and he drew slightly backwards.
āRemember how happy you were when the editors sent you the first book? When you were finally able to publicize it? Weāve known each other for over a year now, and not once have I seen you that happy.ā his heart sank.Ā āWhen the editors told you that your work wasnāt selling well, you fell into a deep depression, remember? For weeks, you havenāt smiled even once. I couldnāt bare to see you that upset, it was the most painful thing to see.ā
āSo you threw your money to buy a bunch of books you donāt even like.ā he sighed, gingerly letting go of you.
āI wouldnāt call it throwing money away - Thatās irresponsible spending. I did it for a good cause. I wanted to protect that precious smile and heart of yours.āĀ you confessed.Ā āI really... Really... Canāt stand seeing you sad.ā
ā...You are an idiot.ā at first, that insult surprised you - But then, you realised having mentioned how much you enjoyed reading The Idiot by Dostoevsky, and you smiled.
āPrince Myschkin style?ā he nodded, looking away.
āIncisive, an intellectual, emotionally intelligent, wise... And of an absolutely beautiful nature.ā he muttered, running a hand through his hair.Ā āForgive me. I didnāt mean to get so upset over nothing. Did I hurt you?ā
āNope.ā you popped.Ā āBut you are hurt.ā he looked at you with an inquiring eyebrow.Ā āThis little one is, at least.ā you crawled over onto his lap and touched his chest through the gape in his lose yukata.Ā āCan you promise me something?ā
āWhat is it?ā Toku was so confused, while at the same time, the anticipation was killing him.Ā
āPromise me that no matter what, you will follow the path that makes you happy - Okay? I want you to have a happy life, and I want to see you smile.ā
That was the moment when Tokunoāo Tokumichi first kissed you.
And he will kiss you many, many more from then on.
You would also play-wrestle whenever either of you wanted to steal a kiss - But Toku would always make sure he is the one to fall on the ground, and you, on him, so you wouldnāt get hurt.
When you express your concern for all the times he slams his back onto the ground, he gives you a cheeky smirk, saying he enjoys the view and the closeness.
And would always put a hand behind your head and pull you into a heated kissing session.
Would also ask you to move in with him when you return to Japan, after youāre done with your studies - And of course, you agree.
Thank goodness, you finally ditch your brother.
Nitoku tries, and fails, again to deliver multiple best-selling books, which ends up with him joining the underground fighting and winning a shit ton of money.
Only to end up spending it like it was nothing.
It actually shocked you as you genuinely had no idea where all that money went.
He ended up begging you to take a large percentage of his earned money and put it in a bank, on your shared account... That he has no access to. Keep that money for bills and emergencies and what not.Ā
And definitely never tell him the details of the account, or heās screwed.
You get to cheer him on for all of his underground fights and he won all of his match - Except for one that left him in recovery for half a year.
You didnāt imagine someone would be able to give Toku a hard time - And though it was a close call, Kano Agito did win, in the end.
Thank goodness you had kept all that money, so now you neednāt worry about anything except helping him recover.
He had six months of getting better and indulging constantly in his passion of writing.
Soon, he retired from fighting.
Until... To return 2 months later, because he had wasted all the money. Again.
At this point, it was getting hilariously tragic.
And from the man who took up fighting at 20 years old because of lack of money to support his living expenses and those of of his publishing editor...
He was now a 35 year old man, who has an on and off relationship with underground fighting... To sustain his living expenses and passion.
This man loves calligraphy, and would practice his ink-writing on expensive scrolls that mimic the feudal era ones. If heās satisfied with the end result of whatever either stand alone symbol or poem verse that he wrote, he will end up hanging it on the wall.
On New Year, especially, he writes a new word that works as a resolution for the whole year round.
He also loves to read with his head resting on your lap, and if you donāt have your hand in his hair, playing with it, he will grasp your hand and bury it in his soft, dark locks.
He takes you with him for every eye-check, and has you choose his glasses frame.
Nitoku also loves to cuddle with you when you go to sleep, and will read you to sleep if you like it. His voice is so soothing, with his baritone, velvety tone of his, you canāt resist.
He loves it when you nuzzle into the crook of his neck - But heās also a bit ticklish, so he might end up chuckling randomly, or even a little twitch here and there.
He claims that playing with your hair and petting it as if youāre a cat relaxes him and helps him focus on his work.
You have mixed feelings about getting gifts from him - Although you always feel flattered that he thinks of you with every step he takes... He also is one foot away from ending up in debt if he continues to spoil you.
Nitoku basically ends up as a househusband and you donāt have to do anything, because unlike him, youāre actually working a job and youāre exhausted enough as it is.
At the same time, he actively goes grocery shopping and lives for the days when you feel like cooking something - Even if your cooking isnāt actually all that good, heād be so happy that you made him something. Heāll eat everything and ask for seconds.
Though heās not a fan of PDA, preferring to keep things private, he doesnāt mind holding your hand or keeping his arm around your body.
When he is recruited for the Kengan vs Purgatory Tournament, he has you leaning against his side on the plane while heās reading.
And at the arena, he plays with your fingers to keep himself calm and grounded.
Ends up breaking down all fights to explain them to you - You really loved hearing him speak.
It was awful seeing him lose because of a ring-out, as it was a cowardās win. If the enemy was a true fighter, heād have won with a knockout.
You spent the rest of the day comforting him and telling him that heās the strongest man youāve ever met, and that he deserved to be declared the real winner.
He felt much better.Ā
This man loves putting his haori over your shoulders when you go out and it gets slightly chilly - Youāre absolutely adorable, covered with his large clothes.
Goes crazy when you wear a yukata. Absolutely feral.
Will end up spending all the money he gets from a fight to get you a shit ton of kimono, yukata, sandals, haori and accessories of every kind.
You might end up buying a new house to store everything he gifts you because you donāt have enough space in your own home anymore.
If youāre okay with going out with him wearing traditional clothes, he will take an infinite amount of pictures of either you alone, or the two of you.
They end up as his phone lock screen and wallpaper.
Would love to help you put on the kimono or even do your hairstyle for you.
Also loves to watch you do your make up - Itās an art for him, and he might even end up asking if he can put lipstick or eyeshadow on for you.
He especially loves applying lip gloss because he ends up tracing his thumb over your bottom lip.
But as soon as he applies the lip gloss, itās transferred to his own lips, because he immediately ends up pulling you into deep, passionate kisses.
Also, when you get back home, you end up getting intimate, yukata barely on, and very much disheveled.
Nitoku uses different kinds of nicknames for you when in private, many of them including cute words of endearment like Zayka Moya, Milaya, Lyubimaya and many others.
At the end of the day though, he loved your name the most.
And to call youĀ āMy Loveā
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Being in a relationship with Gaoh Ryuki...
Being in a relationship with Narushima Koga...
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Heyy, sorry your stuff got deleted :( Hope you can build back your blog quickly.
I was wondering if you could do a Nitoku with a dyslexic s/o, please?
Thank you, I hope that asks come back so that I can!! Thank you for the first ask since the demolition of my blog š„“ I am not dyslexic so please correct me if I get something wrong or if something just doesn't make sense :)
Nitoku x Dyslexic! S/O
Nitoku with a significant other that has dyslexia is hilarious I think
An aspiring writer and his loving, dyslexic partner.
He is constantly finding new ways to help you and asks you to read over his works as practice to help you get better.
He comes up with a reward system for you to better recognize the differences between letters.
A pat on the head here or a verbal praise there, although those are rare since he is more focused on what you think of his writing.
"Good job hun"
"That's it, remember q's have a c(qu)urly tail"
In the end he is very proud of you when you are doing so well. He sees it as him being such a great teacher and you such an eager student.
The more you learn, the better you get with consistency and the more his ego is boosted.
If you happen to have a poor day or your energy is just down a bit and you aren't doing so hot with your practice, he will take it a bit easier.
And if it gets pretty bad or the effort just isn't helping with your understanding, he will suggest a break
He wants you to want to get better at recognizing the patterns and that can't happen when you are unmotivated.
So he will make you some food, which will probably not be the best, so he takes you out to the resturaunt down the street to make you feel better and get your energy back up.
After that it turns into a cuddle session when you two get back to his shack.
He will ask you to go take a shower and get ready for the evening and while you're away, he writes.
He writes anything he can think of regarding oyu and how you have made his life much more interesting.
Probably some kind of cheesy poem or love letter.
"I know fighting is difficult. Me with others, you with words. But the most important thing to know is that we are fighting them together."
You come back and read it and you can understand what he is trying to say, but... "I don't help you fight other people?"
"You know what I mean."
You love him and his stupid love language and you two go to bed together full, content, and happy with today's work.
Considering the amount of time that i have been writing and the opportunity to create a new aesthetic with my blog, you would think that I have an idea of what I want my blog to look like. But no. Nothing. Oh well. I really hope you like it! I am on vacation rn so i am trying to get to my other ask as soon as possible! (AKA please for the love of god give me more requests. I am dying not doing anything for a week :))