#Grandmaster Hanzo Hasashi

[crimescrimson]

Grandmaster Kuai Liang & Grandmaster Hanzo Hasashi in Mortal Kombat X

[cringefailgirlfriendjohnnycage]

I will continue to push my agenda of Johnny Cage and Scorpion being unlikely friends

It all comes down to that one intro dialogue in mk11 okay

[arttrampbelle]

Redid the Shirai-Ryu symbol to feel more....well...Japanese. and feel more like an actual ninja clan from japan. Cuz like i dunno man,it never really felt like they really made the mk ninjas well...like ninjas or assassins. Just warriors with elemental powers. Like violent power rangers or some shit. 😒

I made the symbol Simplified,beautiful,and golden. Like the fire gardens. With of course the scorpion motif.

More hcs on Shirai-Ryu and Hanzo Hasashi,the true scorpion, later.

[krysta-cross]

Hanzo Hasashi (Mortal Kombat 11)

[laismoura-art]

About Grandmaster Harumi Shirai:

Ok, so, Harumi is Head of her Clan. She has a clan.

Which ultimately means her help was requested by Kuai not only because they are long-time besties but also because she has actual clan leading experience!

Cause like, Kuai is the Grandmaster's son, but we can assume only Bi-Han was trained to be a Grandmaster. Older son and all.

So even though Kuai is a natural leader, he has no actual clue on how to assemble or even lead a clan! Which gives this scene:

A whole other meaning cause it's not that "it's hard to find initiates" in a way that they don't find anyone who really fits.

These two morons just don't have the SLIGHTEST IDEA on how to pick their initiates!

And their expressions are just so perfect cause Kuai is just "We are so dead!" And Tomas is like, "is that supposed to happen???"

And then there's Harumi!

She is the leader of her clan, which means, much like Bi-Han, she was trained! She knows how to pick students, so for once, she knows how hard that task is, which explains why she looks more apologetic than frustrated!

Which probably extends to the whole experience, cause Kuai came to her saying he needed to assemble a clan ASAP, "teach me yo-yo man" style, cause he might have just promised a god he would build him a whole ass clan to defend the entire realm!

I can only picture Harumi going:

Harumi: Oh, baby... no. Just no.

I can also imagine them bringing her students she can tell from a glance are unfit, like

Kuai: So this is--

Harumi: No.

Tomas: But you didn't even--

Harumi: Hard. Pass.

Which really makes me wonder how that went with Hanzo. He was their first successful initiate, so imagine he was also the first one to actually have Harumi's blessing!

Tomas: So this is Hanzo, I found him on the woods!

Harumi, without missing a beat: He's perfect.

On other notes, Tomas also implies the Shirai Ryu was built on Harumi's lands. So, like... did she just say they could use her backyard?

Or her family's lands extended beyond her clan's location, and she was kind enough to give it to Kuai?

Did she make them neighbours? IS SHE THEIR LANDLORD??? (Do they pay her rent??) @mikka-minns 👀

Also, imagine Bi-Han hearing Kuai and Tomas were about to make a clan of their own and he mocks them (as he also knows this is not a simple task and they have 0 clue on how to perform it) and them Harumi goes:

Harumi: Oh, you wanna bet?? I'm gonna make Grandmasters out of these morons. Just wait and see! Cause they might be clueless, but they have heart!😤🫶

Kuai:

Tomas:

Translation: I'm confused. Are you a fan or hater?

Man, Harumi being Kuai's guide makes so much sense and has SO MUCH POTENTIAL! It's amazing and potentially hilarious and just SO FREAKING AWESOME!!

The more I realise things about Harumi, the more I'm glad I fell in love with her!🩷🩷

Tagging the whole gang so y'all can brainstorm with me @mikka-minns @dinainsun @thedragonholder 🩷

[bihanssoul]

almost home.

Our lips were barely apart before I felt myself being dragged away. The tension in Bi-Han's shoulders gave his anger away. His grip, tight, began to burn, as his ice cut into my skin. I cried out, grabbing his wrist. Bi-Han turned and Hanzo was there instantly, pushing him off me. His touch was light, absorbing the spot of ice that formed on my skin.

“Easy,” He whispered and my arm trembled under his touch.

The skin was red and angry. The sight of it caused him to press a small kiss to it. It tingled under his lips and I gasped, tilting his head up.

“It's okay,” I whispered. Hanzo frowned. I hated seeing that look on his face.

Bi-Han bristled, reaching for me again. Hanzo lashed out like a snake, grasping his wrist. The air around us started to turn frigid. The people ignorant to our presence began to stop and stare. Anxiety prickled at the back of my neck and I looked at Tomas for help. He returned it, the same anxiety in his eyes.

“Bi-Han, please.” I cupped where they met. “I'll go with you.”

“Liang...” Looking at my face, he swallowed back his words. Gently pulling them apart, I cupped his jaw before I kissed him breathless. He whimpered when I broke away.

“I'll come back to you,” I whispered, before I took my place by Bi-Han's side.

I don't miss the look of triumph on Bi-Han's face as we begin our walk out of the village. Tomas slid my mask into my hand as we got to the top of the hill. The weight of it was tenfold.

The Grandmaster forbade me from returning to the village and my heart plummeted to my stomach. Keeping my head down as he gave me a verbal lashing, my hands clenched into fists. In my mind's eye, I could see Hanzo back there, in his home, waiting for me to come back. Would he wait for me, or would he move on? Giving up on the fate we apparently shared. I swallowed hard, trying not to imagine Hanzo gone when I finally returned to the village. It hurt.

Tomas was waiting for me when I returned to my quarters. He was sitting unnaturally when I entered, as if I caught him by surprise. The silence on his side of the room was loud. I almost wanted him to get on with it, because I knew what he was going to say, siding with Bi-Han and the Grandmaster. As much as I confided in him, he knew a losing battle when he saw one.

“When are you going back?” He asked and I dropped my mask when I pulled it off. “Why do you look so surprised?”

“I just....thought you'd talk me out of it,” I replied, gaping at him.

“Ye of little faith, Tundra.” He smiled before it slipped away. He bit his lip. “It was him, wasn't it?”

“It was. Hanzo Hasashi.”

“Hanzo....Hasashi.” He rolled the name around in his mouth as he said. “Seemed like a nice guy.”

“He is.”

“How do you know? How did you know it was him? How do you know that you still know him?”

I sat down next to him. “I just do it. It was like...everything clicking into place. It was like the fog had lifted. Clarity. He knew me, too. He called me Liang.”

Tomas made a face. “No one calls you that.”

“No one...except him.” I tried to bite back a smile, but it was all for naught.

“So...when are you going back?” Tomas asked again, nudging me with an elbow.

“The Grandmaster forbid it,” I replied, the smile falling from my face.

“When has that ever stopped you?”

That was that. Tomas came up with a cover, as thin as it was, and I snuck out of the Lin Kuei compound. It had been easier than I expected, which shouldn't be as surprising as it was. As well trained as I was, our guards should have been trained better.

I got to the village in record time. Despite being late at night, some of the homes were still lit. A sea of light in the shadows. I slid down the hill, walking towards them.

It was welcoming. I hadn't noticed last time. The deeper I got into the village, the more at home I felt. I watched as a family strode down the street, a father, mother and two sons. All happy. I swallowed, hard. I wanted the life I could have here with Hanzo. I wanted....

“Hey,” I heard a voice whisper and I jumped, reaching for my kunai, only to find it gone. Hanzo was holding it, smirking.

I glared. “I could have killed you.”

“You didn't even hear me.”

“I....I did.”

“Uh huh.” He smiled before pulling me in for a kiss. I melted against him, wrapping my arms around his neck. We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity.

Pulling away for air, he whispered. “Follow me.”

Threading our fingers together, he pulled me with him. Up on a hill, near the edge of the village, but still able to see the surroundings, sat his home. My breath caught looking at it. Our quarters at the Lin Kuei were elegant, befitting kings, despite us being assassins. Our Grandmaster liked pretty things, and it was reflected in the Lin Kuei compound. This was simple, homey, welcoming just as the village had been and I could envision a life here with Hanzo. A life away from the Lin Kuei, from whatever missions our Grandmaster threw us into and I wanted it with all my being.

“You alright?” He asked, opening the door. I nodded, overwhelmed with yearning.

The door was barely closed before I crowded him against it, claiming his lips as my own. He growled, pulling me closer. We kissed until we couldn't anymore, with Hanzo sealing his lips over my throat. I moaned, grinding against his body.

It was a blur after that. A tangled mess of limbs and sweat. Our hard bodies grinding against each other. Calloused fingers brushing against my chest, hips before digging into my ass. Bruises left in their wake. Gasps and moans filled the room, dragging out his name like a prayer. When it was finished, we clung to each other, sharing breath and heat.

“I love you, “ I mouthed against his neck, silent. Afraid to say it out loud. Afraid that it was too soon, despite knowing him like the back of my hand.

He pulled me closer, pressing a kiss to the crown of my head and darkness overtook us.

Morning spilled in between the curtains and I groaned, burying my face into the pillow next to me. Hanzo had already risen, I had felt him move hours before, so the spot next to me had grown cold. I groaned again, snatching the pillow from his side. It smelled of him. Of pine and freshly fallen snow and something completely Hanzo that I couldn't describe it.

I must have fallen asleep again because I woke to a voice in my ear saying, “Who knew you were a pillow thief?”

I smiled but didn't open my eyes. “As a friend says, 'you snooze, you lose'.”

“Oh really?”

He gripped my sides, brushing them gently and I laughed, turning towards him. “Hanzo!”

“Still ticklish, I see.”

“That's not fair.”

“I think it is.”

I jutted my lower lip out at him, before pulling him down for a kiss. He smelled of earth and clean sweat. The harvest. He groaned against my lips, pressing his body against mine.

“You....are...bad.” He emphasized each word with a kiss and I smirked.

“The worst.”

He chuckled, climbing into the bed with me. Wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his chest, he buried his face into my neck and inhaled. I intertwined our fingers again, looking over the back of his hand.

“How did you end up with the ice?” I asked.

“Not sure. One day, it was fire, another ice,” He replied, kissing the back of my neck.

“Hm.” I thought back to the scorpion sting. Had it been the first step of fate to bring us back together?

“I'm sure your clan wasn't happy.”

“They weren't. I was expelled.”

“What?”

He shrugged. “It was ages ago. I've moved on. Did odd jobs here and there. Stopped in this village once and it was all over. I met my ex-wife here, Harumi. We were together for three years, and we have a son, Satoshi. He was with me that day.”

“You two have an arrangement then.”

“Yes. I think she was expecting something else, and I wasn't it. And, I was fated to someone else. Doomed before we could start.”

“I'm sorry.”

“Don't be. We still love each other, just not like that, and we have a son that we both love very much.” He kissed the back of my hand. “What about you?”

“Hmm..just Bi-Han, Tomas, and I.” I sighed. “Mother died when I was young and Father died a few years ago. Bi-Han wasn't old enough to take up the mantle of the Grandmaster, so my Father's second was awarded it.” I gritted my teeth. “He acts high and mighty, thinks we are bound for greatness, but all of the missions we have been on have not panned out, or flat out wrong. Bi-Han wants to take over, but it won't be until after our current Grandmaster dies.”

“That could be a while and he doesn't seem like the patient type, either.”

I scoffed. “You're right. I fear one day I will come back from a mission and Bi-Han will have staged of coup.”

“As long as you're not caught in the middle.”

“I'd help my brother as much as I can, but sometimes, I feel it's not wanted. He'd do everything himself if he could.” I shook my head. “Sometimes, I wish we were closer. Him and Tomas...they're all I have left.”

“I'm sorry.” He kissed the spot behind my ear. “And to be fair, that's not true anymore. You also have me, which ever way you want me.”

I turned toward him and smiled. Pulling him into a kiss, I tugged off his clothes, throwing them to the ground. He settled between my legs, pressing his body against mine. We picked up where we left off from the night before.

When I awoke again, Bi-Han was standing over us.

(cross posted on ao3)

[den-kunn]

still kinda mad bi-han occupies 2 roster spaces just because kuai liang is a pyromancer or hanzo is a child, would've been really cool if sub-zero's icons and outros were swapped with another character.

yes it's getting a whole va and face model but they already did that in mk11 with movie raiden, johnny, sonya and dimitri vegas

[roselyn-writing]

A unique trainee chapter 9

“Aliyaa’s mission”

A/N: I completely forgot about this fanfic lol 😂I guess I need to start remembering that I have other fanfics to write! ❤️❤️🖤

It is a sunny beautiful day as the breeze gently blows the trees. Younger Aliyaa woke up from her sleep, she got up from her bed. She washes her face and brushed her hair and teeth.

“It is a lovely day today,” she muttered to herself happily.

Today the Grandmaster woke up early like he usually does. He sat on a mat waiting for Aliyaa to come and eat her breakfast with him.

Today is very important for her, today is the day of her first mission!

The Grandmaster had been thinking these days, he had been thinking if he did the right thing; Is sending Aliyaa safe for her? What if she got killed? The older Aliyaa will never forgive and thus he will lose two Aliyaas, But from what he has seen Aliyaa is doing progress in everything. Her training, her ability, and her strength.

He trusts Younger Aliyaa to get the job done and so must the older Aliyaa!

“I know that I’m doing the right thing!” Hanzo stated he is certain in his decision.

Finally, younger Aliyaa came to him, she sat near him. Then she poured tea for herself and her grandmaster.

“Good morning Grandmaster!” Younger Aliyaa greeted joyfully.

“Good morning, Sakura~,” The Grandmaster greeted back with a smile on his face.

As he is sipping his tea, he is looking at Aliyaa, he can’t help but to ponders at her. She is so cute and innocent.

It would hurt him if he made a monster out of her, he knows that the life of a ninja is cruel and merciless. He would be damn if he taught her how to become one. She will lose her virtues and innocence, she will be left with only blood on her hands and the unquenchable blood lust.

She would be a feminine version of himself. He would be doomed if he let her become like him, He can’t lose sweet young Aliyaa; She is the light of his life.

“Aliyaa,” The Grandmaster called her. “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes!” She affirmed brightly to him.

“I will not send you alone, there will be a squad going with you,” The Grandmaster stated.

“But-“

“My decision is final!” The Grandmaster declared.

“Yes... Grandmaster” She murmured.

He thought about this matter through and through. The decision is hard for him more than it is for her, but it is for her safety.

“Be ready for your mission” He reminded, “And, please be safe,”.

“Yes, Grandmaster!” She reassured.

Younger Aliyaa's mission is to hunt one of the lowly-ranked gang members and his name is Lazlo.

Lazlo is a young man lowly-ranked member of his gang.

Grandmaster Hasashi had Aliyaa hunting him down because he won’t be much of a threat to Aliyaa.

Once Aliyaa finds this Lazlo guy. He wanted to assault her, because of how beautiful she is.

“Hello~ Girl,” Lazlo called lustfully.

“Not interested,” she coldly told.

With a swift move of her feet, she tackled him and started punching him in the face, he cried in pain, he tried desperately to shake her off of him but he failed. He barely got up and took a good footing but he stammered due to unbalance.

Younger Aliyaa decided that she will beat him senselessly so that he end up in the hospital. She doesn’t want to kill him.

“What the hell is wrong with you lady!” He cried as he spits blood.

But Aliyaa didn’t reply at all instead she kicked him in the face and she punches him in the back of his head, His body lay there he isn’t dead, he is just unconscious.

“I did my mission!” She brightly said to herself.

Then she went to the Shirai Ryu Temple, she told the Grandmaster of her mission and he congratulated her.

“Good work!” The Grandmaster exclaimed.

“Thank you, Grandmaster!” Aliyaa replied.

Older Aliyaa came to congratulate her on her mission. “Congratulations on your mission!” Aliyaa exclaimed happily.

“Thank you!” Younger Aliyaa answered.

Older Aliyaa magically prepared tea and cups for them to drink and celebrate together.

“Let’s celebrate,” Older Aliyaa suggested. “Who wants black tea? Or green tea?”

“Green tea for me,” Grandmaster Hasashi specified.

“Sure,” Aliyaa uttered.

Aliyaa magically poured tea for Hanzo and younger Aliyaa, All of them enjoyed sipping their tea. It is one of the lovely times when they gather together and drink tea.

That’s all for today! Thank you for reading you can give me feedback if you want 🖤

[hey-michael-young-history]

Life is rough, but as long as there's an AU where Hanzo and Harumi both survive and take in the ice brothers, maybe that's enough reason to keep going.

Art is by Shei ♥️

[lovenee]

excited for the new storyline of mk1 but some of the changes are dumb as dogshit

[sasorikigai]

What Type of Pokemon Are You?

You represent the GRASS type!

The Grass type is all about life. Whether you're watching nature grow, or allowing the seeds of a newfound friendship to blossom, Grass-types focus on the creation of things, rather than the destruction. Like a study oak, you're a patient individual, though sometimes your relaxed demeanor can border on inaction. You enjoy personal relationships, and always are one to give a gift to a friend, or jump for joy at the smallest display of kindness. You truly like to believe in the best of people, it seems. This attitude is noble, but it can get you into trouble, Grass-type. You need to remain in control of your day-dreams, and make sure that your emotional compass doesn't lead you to harm. If you can maintain a smile through the grit of the world, then good things will surely sprout up in your future!

You represent the GROUND type!

The Ground type is all about balance. Like the very Earth itself, you are careful and deliberate in your actions. Your patience is a virtue, and you rarely lose your balance when navigating tricky waters. However, you can remain an enigma, Ground-type. Be sure to communicate your wisdom to others, and perhaps they can assist you in turn. You are somewhat isolated, due to your introspective nature. You have a strong sense of self, and are rather stubborn when forced to deviate from the course you know to be correct. Again, remember others' perspectives, Ground-type. There is more to the world than the earth we walk on, after all.

Tagged by: stole it from @somniaxperdita​ Tagging: YOU! Tag me so I can see your muse(s)’ result. 

[crimescrimson]

Grandmaster Kuai Liang & Grandmaster Hanzo Hasashi in Mortal Kombat 11 (1/2/3)

[cringefailgirlfriendjohnnycage]

Johnny got Scorpion to stop attacking him by giving him a peck on the cheek

[vyglitchcraft]

Hi I’d like to request Scorpion, smoke and sub zero with a virgin reader 🫣

Gotcha 😉 imma do this HC + scenario style also since you didn't specify MK1 or 11 i did both (except for Smoke)

Lin Kuei Bros x Virgin!Reader HCs (18+)

MK1 and 11 Kuai Liang, Bi Han, MK1 Tomas Vrbada x Gen!reader (+ bonus Hanzo Hasashi)

Kuai Liang (MK11)

Being in the Lin Kuei is a very isolating life style even compared to the Shaolin monks who live their life purely filled by training, abstinence, and discipline but in the Lin Kuei, everyone you love will either die or turn against you and you can't do shit except just deal with it and move on while leading the others who haven't suffered that fate yet.

You were Kuai's first and he was yours. Although he knew what to do (coming from his older brother who kept bragging about all the women and men he slept with)

Kuai doesn't really like sleeping around, he always wanted to sleep with someone he has a deep connection with but of course after all the shit he went through, he never had time, that is until you came.

Kuai is a gentle lover, cold, stiff, but gentle. He knows his strength so he wouldn't do anything to hurt you. He can read emotions well, for his first time, he's doing VERY well

You held onto the grandmaster's arm tightly, your head rolled back onto the pillow as you see your lover slowly pushing himself against your opening. He was cold but that was expected. He held your head softly, as he broke the barrier and fully pushed himself inside of you. Coolness spread across your whole body yet it was pleasant. He kissed your forehead while he asked your permission to move. You said yes and he started off with a slow but deep pace that pressed against all the right places.

Kuai Liang (MK1)

You were also his first. Although he had some experience dating. The Lin Kuei isn't exactly strict when it comes to relationships. He hated the idea of sleeping around, to him his first should be shared with someone he deems worthy, and after beating him in a spar, he deems you as worthy of his love.

He is a gentle but fierce lover, he isn't self conscious about his abilities to pleasure you. Even for the first time, he's confident that you'll enjoy it.

The day you two decided to do it. He started getting ready, asking his brothers for advice. He prepared everything he might need and made sure that today was perfect and unforgettable. It felt more like a date, a date someone inexperienced planned but it came from the heart so you couldn't care less about the minor details.

He always had some very extreme kinks and fantasies but for tonight, he won't do anything extreme, he'll make sure you'll go there slowly.

Kuai held your hips as he kissed your neck, his lube covered fingers slowly working your hole. Sloppy sounds echo the room with moans and groans following with it at the same time. He slowly pulled his fingers out and spread the remaining lubricant on your opening, you swear it was cold when you started but after a while, the room felt boiling hot. He grinded the shaft of his cock against your opening before slowly pushing it in. You felt like you were going into a fever, a good one. One that you couldn't get enough of, for tonight, the only one who matters is you and him.

Bi-Han (MK11)

Falling in love with the cold embrace of death was certainly not healthy. The two of you dated before Hanzo killed Bi-Han for revenge. You mourned him for years, promising not to take another lover again. That is until you met him now. A shadow of his past life. His voice, his appearance, it was all so different but you know it was him, you could just feel it and luckily he remembers you and the two of you started to date again.

He's rough around the edges, even before he takes your virginity, he always enjoyed doing some sexual acts with you, usually his shadow clone, Saibot, appearing to help while he watches.

His hand is always in your pants and you have to admit, he was very skillful with his hands. Be it rubbing your clothed genitals until your arousal soaked through the fabric of your pants or fingering you until you saw stars. The fact that you never did this with anyone else makes it easier for him to pleasure you, specifically because of your sensitivity.

Saibot would hold you on its lap, its fingers inside of you as Bi-Han sat across you, pleasuring himself.

He laughed as you squirmed under him, his touch was anything but delicate. Luckily he has prepared you for this night. You laid on top of Saibot as it held your legs open. Bi-Han rubbing the arousal soaked underwear that you wore, spreading the natural lubricant around before he rips your underwear off. Inky black marks were left everywhere he touched. He pushed himself inside of you aggressively, not letting your body time to adjust but the pain was so so delicious. He spreads you open even more. You will not be walking after this night.

Bi-Han (MK1)

You weren't his first, that was obvious enough. He dated many, broke as many hearts, slept with even more. But he promised, with you it was different. You'll be the last person he'll date. He will never leave you for someone else, you're different.

Bi-Han is not a gentle lover at all. He's rough, he's egotistical, he's immature at times but you know he loves you, that he is capable of being kind. You were his Achilles heel.

Like his MK11 counterpart, you might be a virgin but you two have done some amounts of sexual activities, usually including ice to your dismay/pleasure. His cold fingers touching you in all the right places was enough to get you hooked onto him for iife and the noises you made did the same to Bi-Han.

For your first time, he'll make sure to claim you far away from peering eyes. Somewhere where only he could see you in such a pathetic manner and only he could hear your pained/pleasured screams

You screamed Bi-Han's name as he pushed another ice cube inside of you. Your virgin hole unable to take such feelings even after all the "training" he made you do. The last cube entered your body right with his cock next. He commanded you to beg for him, it was painful but you loved it, it's why you picked him over anyone else. You begged for him to move, to claim you as his own. He obliged. Letting the melted ice cubes cover his cock, making movements way easier. His cock simply slides in and out like a piece of ice on a frozen lake.

Smoke (MK1)

He had some one off slings here and there but none of them were serious. Bi-Han encouraged him to sleep around with a few people but he never exactly found any of them that pleasurable. Although he thinks it might be because of himself lacking the same skill and charisma as Bi-Han.

When he met you, he swore he heard wedding bells. It was love at first sight. He's a sweet one, never pushing you to do anything. Whether you two have done anything sexual before hand is completely up to you. He doesn't mind letting you take the lead.

When you brought up the idea of sex, he immediately was flustered. Sure it wasn't new to him but this time, it was different, it was romantic. Everything should be perfect right? He was panicking, he couldn't help it, Tomas was both excited and nervous.

Although he seems soft and gentle, be warned, he can get rough. He isn't part of the Lin Kuei for nothing.

Tomas filled his mouth with smoke before kissing you. Tasting your lips and tongue while smoke slowly fills into the space of your mouth. It was spilling out from the gaps of your lips. He praises you, whispering sweet nothings, making sure only you could hear him even through the thin walls of the temple. He slowly pushed your pants down your thighs, he licked his lips before going down, lifting your legs onto his shoulders. His tongue danced against your opening, his spit making you slick before the two of you went into the main attraction. Your fault for encouraging him to take over, of course you didn't regret anything

bonus +

Hanzo Hasashi (MK11)

He was very experienced in terms of romance and sex, he had a wife and son after all. Hanzo is the only person on this list who knows what an actually healthy relationship is like and how to actually make sure your partner is experiencing pleasure.

He takes things slow with you, even for all the anger and rage, he couldn't afford losing another partner. He asks for your approval for almost everything but unlike Smoke, he prefers to lead not to submit. He is simply asking for your consent.

He guides your way through every session. He needs you to get used to the feeling of his touch and he needs to know every single sensitive spot on your body. You could feel his experience, he knows his way through his partner's body. Even if you didn't tell him, just by feeling you clenching around his fingers or your expression, he could tell where he should add pressure and where he couldn't.

For him, he could take the form of Scorpion or Hanzo in bed, whichever you wish. But for your first, you chose Hanzo.

The chain on his kunai wrapped around your body and neck. Your hands on your back, your legs spread open and unable to close. His stare dug into your soul. He analyzed every single detail of your body, the way you reacted from the bondage, the way you looked away in shame seeing that you couldn't hide your arousal from his gaze. He sighed and softly pushed you down on the bed, lining himself up with your opening. He counts down from three, every number making sure to look at your face, as the countdown falls to zero, he pushed himself deep into your body, angled so well that the head of his cock was pressing right against your G-Spot. You moaned out his name, holding onto the bedsheet under you as you begged for him to use you, only him, your first and last.

[iliketangerines]

Mk11)) Hanzo hizashi and kuai liang x reader?? Like maybe is from the past or is a simple maid that works at the fire garden or Lin kuei temple. Nothing too complicated for this request- just simple stuff.

two hands

a/n: this was gonna be longer, but then i realized how out of hand it would've gotten

pairing: kuai liang x gn!reader x hanzo hasashi

warnings: attempted poisoning

you rush back and forth between the kitchens and the dining room, plating the food gracefully and quickly, and you only give yourself a quick moment to breathe before your back to serving the food

today your grandmaster Kuai Liang had invited over some of the higher ups of the Shirai Ryu to come and dine with the Lin Kuei to improve relations

what that meant for you is that there was a lot of people to serve and a lot more teacups to refill and heat and brew

thankfully, your direct superior had kept your serving relegated to the grandmaster’s room, saying that you were one of their best workers and that the grandmaster needed everything to go perfectly

not so thankfully, that meant you couldn’t afford a single mistake, not a drop spilled, not a single wrong order, not a single empty cup

you grab a bottle of baijiu and head over to the dining hall, composing yourself in the hall and wiping sweat off your forehead

walking in a soft smile, you carefully and pour the alcohol in practiced motions, and the Shirai Ryu grandmaster gives you a smile and a nod of appreciation

your grandmaster thanks you, waving you off, and you leave the bottle with them and go off to collect more food from the kitchens

you pick up their final dishes in your hand, and you traverse the halls quickly, not letting any of the food drop to the floor

opening the door with your foot, you walk in with their meals and set the final dishes down for them, arranging them in the middle so that all the plates can fit

you’re about to leave when you look at one of the dishes, the pork ribs, it looked not quite right, almost discolored, and you see the visiting grandmaster reach for it with his chopsticks

placing a gentle hand on his, you halt his reach for the food and tear off a strip of the pork with your fingers, looking at the color and then eating it

the Lin Kuei grandmaster does not say anything, simply watches, and you can taste that something’s wrong with the meal, perhaps undercooked

you pick up the dish, bowing your head in apology as you say that there’s something wrong with the meal and that you will return with a properly cooked plate

leaving, you ring in another plate of the pork ribs and head back with a fresh pot of tea and nearly bump into one of the servers, strangely enough

you wrinkle your nose and furrow your brows at the near accident but make your way back to the room with no more hiccups

placing down the tea pot, you lean down to pour them new cups of tea, except when you come back up, your head spins and pain pounds at your forehead

looking down at your fingers, they almost look purple and the room starts to distort and move around you, and you realize the pork had poison in it, or some kind of hallucinogen

leaning to the side to avoid smashing your face into the food, you slur out poison to your grandmaster, and then a splitting pain echoes through your body as you fall to the side, unable to control your own limbs

the world sounds like it’s been put through water, and your stomach has started to cramp, feeling it gurgle and bubble inside of you

you can’t move your hands, your arms, your legs, and your vision goes black as your eyelids close against your own free will

you hope that this isn’t too much of a hindrance on the meeting

it seems to be a blur of black and flashing white as your body heaves and gasps and fights to live, struggling against something that makes your body feel like a weight is crushing your bones to dust

the pain suffocates your lungs, burning with every breath you take and yet at the same time fills with water to keep you from breathing

you’re not sure how long it’s been since you fell down to the floor, but you wake up, body aching but alive

there’s something shoved down your nose, but you can make out the harsh lighting above you through blurry vision

you groan, trying to sit up, and your hands fumble uselessly, still feeling rather stiff

someone blurry appears in your vision, pushing you down by your chest gently and telling you to lay back down

mumbling out something about going back to work and the meeting with the Shirai Ryu, you struggle against them with pathetic attempts, body still too weak to really do anything

the voice is deep and grumbly as it tells you to lay back down, and you blink at your eyes, trying to make out who the hell was telling you to not go to work

your vision finally clears, and the struggle dies in your throat as you look face to face with your grandmaster to your left and then the Shirai Ryu grandmaster at the foot of the bed

his hand is on your chest still, pushing you down easily now as you stare at them in shock

he thanks you for saving the both of them and that they have apprehended the suspect, and you croak out that it is your pleasure to save them both

your grandmaster frowns at that, saying that you shouldn’t have to protect them, that you are employed under the Lin Kuei as a server and not as a warrior, he should be the one protecting you

the other grandmaster nods, agreeing with the sentiment, and he says that the food tester should’ve caught the poisoning but you had instead, you have done more than needed

he bows to you, and you nearly shoot up out of the bed to tell him not to, that you’re just a servant to help keep things running smoothly at the Lin Kuei

your grandmaster shakes his head and tells you to sit back down, muttering under his breath about how stubborn you were

he pats your chest and tells you to rest for a few weeks, it had been a few days since you had been poisoned, and you would need to rest to regain full strength

nodding dumbly, the two of them bow to you and leave, and you’re left alone with your thoughts

both of the grandmasters bowing to you, it made your head reel with shock and a little bit of pride in yourself

two powerful men who thanked you for saving your life, your grandmasters, oh this was exhilarating

you never thought they would acknowledge you more than a formality, and your heart thump in your chest at the whole ordeal of them bowing to you

you had always been the one to show grace, to show respect, and yet people high above your station had bowed to you

the heart monitor by your bedside starts to beep, and you realize your heart is going a little too fast as a nurse rushes in to make sure everything was okay

you just stare up with a dopey little smile and mouth whisper that the two grandmasters had bowed to you, and the nurse gives you a concerned look as she checks all your vitals

soon enough, she leaves, and you’re left with your thoughts

two grandmasters, huh

[angel-of-the-moons]

Hear me out this. Hanzo falls in love with a woman who's in the Lin Kuei.

(You can make it as horny as your brain wants)

(Please?)

Oooooooh our resident spicy boy!

Fire & Ice

Hanzo Hasashi x Fem!Lin Kuei!Reader)

TW/CW: NSFW, Smut, Sexual tension, pining, opposites attract, slight spanking (briefly) unprotected sex, bath sex, PiV sex, temperature play(?) wee bit of Kanon fudging

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: Hanzo is just MMMMF also Raiden is Light Aligned here for a wee bit of context

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It all started during one of the first peace talks after the budding brotherhood of your Grandmaster, Kuai Liang (AKA Sub-Zero) and the Grandmaster of the Shirai Ryu.

Once the cease-fire between the clans was initiated, it was met with mixed results. The original Shirai Ryu were annihilated (including Hanzo's wife and child) by the forces of the previous Grandmaster, Bi-Han (whom everyone later discovered was actually the evil sorcerer Quan-Chi in disguise).

However it came to light that the initial fires of hatred that were lit were orchestrated by the Grandmaster before Bi-Han himself; before Bi-Han became the void-creature known as Noob Saibot, before Cyrax and Sektor were "cyberized".

All of course, with Quan-Chi's aid...

But when Kuai Liang and Hanzo Hasashi buried old prejudices and hatreds and pursued an avenue of peace and allyship, they proposed training scenarios between the ninjas.

You were one of Sub-Zero's top members. Your flexibility and cryomancy a deadly and graceful combination.

Naturally, at some point you found yourself pitted against your complete elemental opposite, Scorpion.

Not only was he your elemental opposite, he was vastly more skilled than you. Having spent years as a revenant under the control of Quan-Chi, training others in the way of the Shirai Ryu, working with Lord Raiden... Yeah. You were a child compared to his prowess.

But you however, did get some ideas for your own weaponry from him. Instead of a normal kunai attached to a chain, you settled for a chain with blunt ends, allowing your cryomancy to shape various weapons at the ends. After all, they'd been useful for making things like spears, scythes and various others in the past...

And to say the man was floored when you used his own techniques against him--and mastering them with your own twists while you were at it--was an understatement.

It became rather normal for Hanzo to seek you out for sparring sessions, seeking to experiment with your respective powers you both created various attacks and techniques to better battle one another.

However it was during one of your sessions, where you were to be chased and he the hunter, that the two of you finally figured out that what was between the two of you was more than camaraderie, more than diplomatic friendship.

Hanzo himself realized a lot sooner than you did. The warmth in his heart (and not from his flame) and the increased rate of beats when you were around, how his thoughts would drift back to you when it was quiet, when he would pace the Fire Gardens...

It was a feeling he hasn't felt since Harumi.

He was hesitant to bring it to your attention, for fear of a repeat performance of some cruel twist of fate robbing him of the one he loved once again.

He couldn't dare hope one as vibrant and beautiful as you could feel the same.

Until that night, when he had you pinned to the tree, breathing hard from the chase.

He barely had a moment to realize how close he was to you before masks were torn from faces by your hand and lips met lips in a kiss balanced in his hot and your cold; a kiss so passionate steam wafted as your mouths parted.

It was under the snow-heavy branches of that tree where your hands first explored each other. Not in heated sexual passion, but with the desire to map out every detail you could, so when the two of you parted ways again you would always be able to mentally trace those lines, commit them to memory like a well-read book.

Kuai Liang had suspicions of a budding relationship between the two of you. If anything, you had to wager that he probably knew your true feelings for one another even before the two of you figured it out for yourselves; but he wouldn't bring it forth. He knew you two needed to figure it out at your own pace.

After all, his friend was still nursing a broken heart from the loss of his wife and child. But he knew this was still good for him, for the two of you, for both clans.

Hanzo Hasashi had finally fallen in love again.

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Your first real "intimate" moment with Hanzo was when you showed him to the hot springs in the mountains. Heat, ice and snow all together in a blissful harmonious oasis.

Not unlike your love for one another, a peaceful respite in tumultuous times.

"This is... Beautiful." Hanzo said, his breath coming out of him in a cloud that swirled with the snowflakes. "But won't it still be too cold to bathe?"

You chuckled and pulled off your mask. Shaking your hair free of icy flakes. "Well, Hanzo, that's why the goal is to stay in the water. Where it's warm."

He blew out a chuckle and shook his head. "Obviously." He turned and looked around, the red leaves of the maple trees surrounding you casting a beautiful scattering of color among the white and gray.

"But it--"

His voice died in his throat as he watched you strip your uniform from your body.

You held no shame, clearly, as you stripped bare in front of him, your wonderous body on full display for his longing, hungry eyes.

You took pride in your athletic frame, muscles and soft curves in all the right places, your body a gorgeous shell for the violence you were capable of committing.

His dark eyes met yours, a twinkle dancing in their depths as your smile reached your ears. You beckon him towards you, your fingers curling in a silent request for him to come closer.

It is a silent request his body obeys before he realizes he's even moving, his blood rushing in his ears.

When your fingers wrapped around his tabards you begin undoing each bit of his ornamentation slowly, peeling it off of him like a juicy piece of fruit you couldn't wait to take a bite out of.

Maybe you would... later.

Once he was naked, you gave him enough dignity to spare looking between his legs, knowing he wouldn't be ready for you to look at him there just yet, you felt like he would set the very air ablaze; each snowflake that landed on his body melted with a soft hiss as it came into contact with his skin.

At first you were concerned that maybe he was too hot, that the spring might make him sick with the extra heat added to his body; but as you sank into the water, he didn't seem bothered in the slightest. In fact, his eyes continued to take your form as he thought you weren't looking.

Every scar told a story, and he wanted to hear them all, wanted to hear a symphony of your voices together as you breathed your love into one another s lungs as you shared scorching kisses.

You could have sat next to him. You could have.

But you didn't. As shameless as you were, you sank down in front of him between his parted knees, slowly, a soft noise escaping you as the water crept up your cold body and you pressed your back against his chest.

You pretended not to hear the sharp inhale of breath as his raging erection pressed firmly against your back, the heat from it almost hotter than the water you were reclining in.

You hummed softly as he slipped his arms around you, pressing a hot, damp kiss to your icy shoulder.

You'd swear he could probably leave burns with those lips of his.

"Hmm... How did your meeting with Lord Raiden go, Hanzo?" You ask him, sliding your hands up his thighs and to his knees, feeling the knotted muscles tighten and flex beneath your touch.

"Ah..." He said, his voice tight in an effort to control himself.

"It... Went well. Young Takeda was there, it was good to see him again."

"How is Takeda doing?"

"He's spending more time with his father, and I believe he and Jacqui Briggs are officially a couple." Hanzo chuckled.

"That's good, they're a nice match." You sigh, relaxing into him more, maybe, just slightly intentionally grinding your ass against his cock.

His arms tighten around you and he leans in, his lips at the shell of your ear.

"You're playing a dangerous game, my lotus." He growls.

"You know me... I live for danger." You purr, grinding against him once more.

He groaned in your ear and rolled his hips to meet yours.

"I have to ask..." Hanzo said, one of his rough and calloused hands rising to give your ribs a feathery touch.

"I'm experienced, don't worry." You assure him playfully.

"Good..."

Was that... disappointment you heard in his voice?

"Awww..." You reach back and comb through his ebony locks. "Hanzo... Are you sad you're not my first?"

"No..." He lied. "I'm merely content to know this will be fully enjoyable for you, then."

You gladly take a mental note and stow that information away for a later scenario you wanted to play out with him...

"Hanzo?"

"Hmm?"

You turn your head slightly and capture his mouth in an awkwardly-angled kiss, teeth and tongues grazing, nipping, and twining together in a passionate affair.

You lift your hips enough in the water so the head of his cock is squished between your thighs. You roll yourself against him, letting his cock stroke between your legs as you flex your muscles, gripping him as tight as possible.

"Agh... You truly live for danger, hm?" Hanzo groaned hotly in your ear. His hands kneaded your breasts, his fingers heating up as he pulled and twisted your nipples in time with the lazy rolling of your hips.

"Hanzo..." You keened softly.

"You need to stop." Hanzo said, gripping your hips, effectively stilling you.

You pout in protest, and look at him over your shoulder, waiting for an explanation.

Hanzo's tongue darts out to lick at a bead of water that rolls down your shoulder, and nips at the skin, there.

"When I finish, I want it to be inside you." He growled against your skin.

His voice and the way he was touching you sent a jolt of excitement racing up your spine.

"Yes." You breathe, your heart beginning to flutter in your chest like a flighty bird.

"Do you want me, my lotus?" Hanzo asked you. "Do you want me inside you?"

"By the Elder Gods, yes." You reply, your voice shaky but certain.

Hanzo quickly helped you up, turning you around so your breasts were squished against the rocks below you, your hands balling in the snow, ice creeping out from beneath your fingertips.

You eagerly spread your legs for him, water rolling off your body as his searing grip kneaded and squished the flesh of your ass, spreading your cheeks as his chest heaved while his eyes drank in your swollen and waiting sex and prone form.

"Hanzo, please?" You pant, pushing back into his grip.

His cock twitched at the sight of you, at the feel of your icy skin in his hands. Any normal person would be a shivering mess, being practically face down in the snow. But not you. You were Lin Kuei, a cryomancer.

His little ice lotus.

He gripped the base of his cock and took his time lining up, a small smile crinkling the corners of his eyes as you squirm impatiently.

He wasn't sure why, but something told him to raise his hand and slap your ass in a reprimand.

The squeak you made at first gave him the impression that he'd seriously hurt you, but when he noticed how demure you became, he chuckled softly.

"Behave, lotus. You must learn patience. It is a ninja's greatest asset." He said, his chest tightening as the tip of his cock slipped through your wet folds, the walls of your pussy gripping him in a greedy vice.

"Please, Hanzo..." You cried softly, trying to sink yourself deeper against him to sheathe his cock fully in the waiting velvet of your body.

Hanzo's hands prevented that, and it frustrated you, but your complaint died before it could form as he slowly eased himself inside, inch by torturous inch, until the tip of his cock just barely kissed your cervix.

He certainly had girth and length that was definitely going to make you see stars, tonight... His size complemented the roped muscles all throughout his body.

You make a deep, throaty moan as his weight settles into you, your muscles squeezing him down, trying to pull him deeper.

You feel the short coarse hairs that reached his navel brush the skin of your ass as he brought his hips firmly against yours.

He leaned in, kissing up your back and over your shoulder until his mouth was at your ear.

"How do you want me, love?"

"Fuck me hard. Please?"

He kissed your shoulder, biting down and sucking the skin, marking you as he pulled out and slammed his hips back in.

Your cries shook birds from the trees, the sensation of his balls slapping against your clit sending shivers up your spine, the pressure of his cock pounding you and pressing against that one divine spot within you, each drag of the vein running up his length driving you further and further into madness.

No other man you'd ever been with had been so precise or skilled in the art of sex.

Your previous partners were paltry compared to the sharp, angled thrust of Hanzo's hips, his cock cramming into you at such a harsh and heavy rate that you swore you were going to cum at any second, gushing around him, leaving a nice creamy ring at the base of his dick as he fucks into you like a man possessed.

He grips your shoulders and pulls you up against him, so your back is pressed against his chest.

His hands rise to your breasts, his fingertips almost glowing as he pinches your nipples, the soft mounds bouncing and jiggling in his hands with each upward thrust of his hips into yours.

"Hanzo!" You cried out, tossing your head back with a wail of ecstasy, your vision going cross as he brings one of his searing hands to your clit, rolling vigorously, the heat feeling like it set every nerve in your body alight with fire.

"Come for me." He softly commands.

And just like that, your body obeys him, clamping down, squeezing him, trying to mold yourself around him; commit his shape and size to memory so he and only he could ever fuck and satisfy you ever again.

He hisses out a breath, steam rising in waves off his body as he fucks up into you again, riding out your orgasm as he rapidly approaches his own.

Hanzo eases you back down, his hand sliding up your sweaty, chilly spine as he tips his head back, his lips parting in a moan as he cums, jerky thrusts and loud whimpers from you as his boiling hot load paints your insides a nice, pearly white, threatening to burn a hole right through you.

He lazily fucks you, some of his spend leaking out around him and dripping down your thighs as he rides out the blinding high that took over every range of his senses.

Once the two of you regain your breathing, he keeps you firmly seated on his cock as you both sink back into the water, relaxing as the heat soaks through your chilled core while Hanzo gently pours palm fulls of water on your skin, massaging your shoulders.

"Mmmh..." You sigh, relaxing against him as he kisses the top of your damp head.

"You seem content." He chuckled.

"Hanzo, I'm pretty sure you're going to have to carry me back home." You laugh. "Had I known what kind of weapon you were packing, I would have been just slightly more hesitant..."

"Only slightly, hm?"

"Just a bit." You murmur, kissing the knuckles of one of his hands.

Hanzo grins and plants a kiss over the bruise he'd left on your skin.

"You will get used to it, my lotus."