#Jin Watanabe

[whatwouldvalerydo]

Have you met my crew?

No matter the answer, please enjoy my disaster crew spread through different generations - HPHL, HPHM and HPMA.

[wingedjellyfishflight]

Harem in Reverse

"You're soon to be 26, Your Royal Highness. You must put together your harem soon or risk being married off to whomever the regent chooses for you." You sigh, nodding in agreement. Choosing a direct husband would be against the rules, and frankly, you weren't interested in interviewing for the perfect man. Choosing many for their adherence to various qualities, though. That would be a good choice. "Shall I put forth a call for certain attributes? Strong arms? Large chest? Impressive intellect?"

"No, I want to review the troops this week. I will find my consorts among the best our nation has to offer." The advisor looks stunned.

"Your Royal Highness, those are rough men. They do not have the breeding or training to handle you gently as a consort should. They are-."

"Advisor Williams, I know what attributes I am looking for. Schedule me to review the best of the troops, then. If none catch my eye, then I will consider others." The advisor nods, frustrated at not being heeded, but knowing they must follow a direct order.

The following week, you are almost nervous while getting ready, the beginning of butterflies in your stomach. If you weren't so tired, you're sure it would be worse, but the night before was yet another attempt on your life. They are becoming more frequent and more violent now.

Sighing, you hurry to the courtyard where your mount, Rosebud, is waiting. A gift that you feel had been meant to be another threat on your life. The mount was no ordinary horse or pony. Instead, it was the largest draft mule you had ever seen. If you had treated him like a horse, you're sure the thing would have stomped within minutes. He was a vain creature who had to be sweet-talked and treated with utmost respect before he would agree to do much of anything. He was covered in whip and spur scars, telling anyone that he was difficult to force submission from, despite their best efforts. Not that you thought anyone could force an animal born of a mammoth jack donkey and a Shire horse to submit physically. You loved each and every scar, the signs of his stubborn nature on display for all to see.

"Hello, sweet boy." You greet him and let him snuffle you over, waving off the over eager stable hand. "May I ride you today? I am to inspect the troops." He blows a huff of air and turns his head away. You slide your hand along his proud neck and across his withers to the saddle. Checking it over, you deem it done well enough and climb on his back. Your legs spread wide across his broad barrel. Your advisors turn away, knowing that you will refuse their most strident pleas to ride sidesaddle.

"Let us inspect the troops." With that, the company is off at a quick walk to the parade grounds. Your group of advisors and the personal guard that you only marginally trust join the General and his entourage at the front of the formation. You strongly dislike the General. He is somehow the worst mix of ass kissing and condescending.

"The army is excited to be inspected this morning, Your Royal Highness." You barely manage to cover your snort. There is no way they are happy to be here standing in the sun to be inspected on your whim. You move from company to company, looking over the men and pointing out individuals to be inspected, but seeing none you would consider as consort. Reaching the special forces, the rabid dogs as your advisors refer to them, the General is incensed to see that the leader of one is missing.

"Where is the Captain? This is not an optional inspection!"

A man steps forward, "He was injured in a skirmish this week and is still confined to the hospital, General Argus." Looking over the group, you see several still sport bandages and healing abrasions. You nudge your mount closer, his ears perked forward in a match to your curiosity. The General apologizes to you for the disrespect of the men for not appearing but is cut off.

"Your Royal Highness. Escaping the hospital took longer than predicted. For that, I sincerely apologize." You turn, seeing a man limping toward the formation at a quick pace. This must be the Captain. As he falls in, you dismount your mule, resting your hand on his broad neck. Your personal guard hurriedly surrounds you, standing much too close. Rosebud takes exception to being crowded, ears flattening against his head. He strikes out like a snake. His teeth click just shy of the nearest man, who stumbles back yelling and unsheathes a sword. Without a thought, you draw your own ceremonial dagger.

"Touch one hair on Rosebud, and I will gut you." Everyone around you freezes before slowly backing away. "I will not be crowded by your incompetent forms when I am here to inspect the troops." They retreat from your anger, not wanting to risk you calling for their death. Rosebud drops his head, relaxing, and you absentmindedly rub his long ear the way he loves. His lip twitches and his eyes half close for a moment before he pulls away. You step forward, and Rosebud matches your pace, keeping his shoulder just behind yours. It took months to build up a relationship with him, and now he is putty in your hands most days.

An advisor tries to signal you to stay back, but you ignore them, your eyes on the men, looking for the best of them. You memorize the name of the Captain and another likely candidate, signaling Advisor Williams to your side. He groans but carefully walks to you, eyes locked on the increased alertness of Rosebud.

"I will have an audience with this Captain Price and Colonel König. As soon as the men are dismissed. In private." You walk forward and give a cursory inspection to the man who had spoken on the Captain's behalf. His uniform is impeccable, you are happy to see. You don't want them punished on your behalf. The smirk on his face beneath his mask sends a thrill through you. Another man who is not cowed by your station. That is important in advisors. Lieutenant Riley, his uniform says. You nod and mount Rosebud again, rejoining the pack of advisors to inspect the remaining troops. No others catch your eye.

Walking into your State room, you signal for everyone except the two soldiers to leave. While unusual, they are compelled to do so by your haughty glares and Advisor Williams guiding them away, barring the doors behind him and standing guard. Sitting in your throne, you drag your eyes over the men. Colonel König is wearing his customary face covering, and Captain Price has the cover he is well-known for in his hands.

"I have a proposal for you both that I want you to carefully consider. This proposal will not be spoken of again if you decline and it will not leave this room." The men perk up, and you see heat in their eyes as they consider one of the possibilities of your words. "I need advisors who are not advisors." That throws them off, and you see the Colonel shift uneasily. "These advisors would be the closest of any man or woman to me. They would teach and protect me with their very lives. My life is under threat and has been since the King and Queen died, my uncle taking over as Regent. I need advisors who will help me oust him and take my rightful place on the throne without contest and without raising his suspicions. Thus, I need men who will join my harem." You pause, savoring the way their faces change as they process this.

"Your Royal Highness, are you asking us to find you men to join your harem? That is most unusual, but we will do our best." You shake your head at Captain Price.

"Yes, but not in the way you are thinking. I am asking the two of you to join my harem and to advise me on the best men to round out such a harem. To be advisors and leaders in removing the despot from his fake throne. To be my lovers, spoiled in every way and to guard me from all attempts on my life. I want you both, and I trust you to choose others and to bring them to me for approval. If you decline this position, we shall never speak on it again."

"Yes, I would be honored to be chosen for your harem, Your Royal Highness." Colonel König does not hesitate to agree. He feels he has loved you from afar for years, and this is an opportunity he will not squander.

"I would be as well, Your Royal Highness." Captain Price is confident that declining now would be a mistake, and he is not a man prone to mistakes. "I have a few men in mind that would be good additions. They are a bit of a package deal." You nod, expecting as much.

"Their names?"

"John MacTavish, Simon Riley and Kyle Garrick, Your Royal Highness."

"I have two in mind that would be good choices as well. Hiro Watanabe and Kim Hong-jin. They are foreign, but good, loyal and strong men, Your Royal Highness."

The smile you bestow them with is almost a surprise to the men. "Then, I wish for you to gather your men and their belongings. You will join me tonight, my consorts."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness." The men bow and leave, stunned at the way this meeting has gone. You order Advisor Williams to prepare the harem quarters and pack your own belongings secretly. It would be folly to live apart from the men who will be your new private guard and you would be lying if you weren't excited to see under those perfectly done uniforms.

[shebsart]

imagine having two skillful bodyguards but all they're good for is to look pretty and be useless

[bornfreakdraws]

Champloos

[quozacheese]

there needs to be more Oni content

[neurosanctuary]

things from the depths of neurosanctuary digital sketchbook hell

[kortacqueen]

MORE MORE MORE KORTAC INSPIRATION HAS HIT LETS GO

Hutch, my man, is a computer genius

However his true power remains long unknown UNTIL a bet comes around

During one of the team game nights, König loses and is forced to reveal a story about a scar not gotten in the field

He shares a long scar running up his forearm and says it’s from a dirt biking accident, mentioning that there may be footage of it somewhere

He doubts anyone actually saw it since it was only aired locally

Hutch says ‘if I find it, can I show it to everyone?’

König responds (he is a little drunk) ‘I bet you can’t find it, but if you do I’ll owe you one favor AND tell you another story of a scar, just you.’

Time passes and people move on. It’s a while before they are all able to have a full team game night together

Before they can start, Hutch gets them all to the rec room, his computer hooked up to the TV

A long video file ready to play as everyone sits down.

‘I win our bet König’ was the only warning everyone got before Hutch started a video of a 15 year old König dirt bike racing in the mountains on old footage.

Clear as day, near the end battling for 1st, a kid nicks König’s bike and he falls off the hill into the deep mud on his arm

Quickly getting back up, he fights for the top spot. In the final stretch, König passes the kid and flips him off

Then proceeds to mock him while on the podium with his still bleeding arm, gesturing that he’s crying then laughs and points

Safe to say a fight broke out and the footage cut off

Hutch was standing there a little to proud of himself, and he does receive his special story

Out of solidarity, he has not looked at anyone’s search history on base.

Hutch, Declan, Oni, Roze, Zeus, and Horangi are great singers and have amazing range

Stilletto, Zero, and Askel should never be allowed to sing and aren’t banned but they will get glares

All of KorTac are a little sadistic in battle, but there is definitely a range.

Surprisingly König, Stiletto, and Oni are at the top of this list. Callisto is the only one who will force them to stop.

Oni can, will, and has cut off arms with his katanas just to leave them to bleed out

König likes to use a sledgehammer when available, he swings so it hits the enemy’s head but there is usually a wall of floor to meet them.

He has a biting problem too. If you put your hand on or near his mouth he will bite you through the mask if need be, fingers have been lost and König thinks it’s hilarious.

All of them carry a spare balaclava in case comeones is ripped, most often Horangi’s or König’s.

Some of them take medication for many things

Most for PTSD and depression, König for those and anxiety and insomnia (caused by his anxiety and depression)

The man is bad WITH his medication, without it he is so much worse. As an unmedicated kid who needed meds, he would hardly leave his room and would panic attack upon returning

The days that he misses, he locks himself in his room and cries all day

Though one of the lesser religious of the group, Klaus embodies the Christmas spirit the most

Though, he acts more like a demented Santa

Singing carols with twisted lyrics as he completes his missions, finishing with a ‘ho ho ho, and have a merry Christmas in hell’

He gained an affectionate nickname of ‘Krampus’ given to him by Fender and König who grew up with it.

It was not out of kindness or humor that they gave him this name like everyone believes.

To strengthen his bond with the name, he researched several different traditions over many countries with the creature and began to terrorize them all.

Fender and König were terrorized the most and their childhood trauma/fear was used against them.

Declan found this especially funny. You could tell Klaus just pranked them is Declan was seen with tears in his eyes.

Eventually, Fender and König call him Krampus throughout the year, while the rest stick to just Christmas time.

Zeus, although very polite, can be incredibly judgemental.

If someone eats something he deems as disgusting, he’ll scrunch up his face and give this horrified look.

This look has spared no one and made several people cry.

The reveal of König as a Colonel had shaken everyone. Apparently Zero was the only one who guessed right but was under the impression König had no idea how he got there

Which, to be fair, is kinda true

[coolseniorhighschoolfightsong]

"mugen and jin aren't gay" does the scene where they finally decide to have their duel to the death and their swords both shatter at the same time mean nothing to you

[solarrene]

My trios. They are important to me, your honor, so important to me.

[osbdraws]

[whatwouldvalerydo]

I miss my characters

I do.

With all the chaos that is present with me right now with work, traveling and trying to find some moment of peace to write something else, I do miss my weirdos.

And I barely know what they are doing these days to be fair.

I see glimpses of them and even that.

Jonathan got a dog because he misses Lachlan and I don't know how to care for a dog, but I let him keep it because it makes him somewhat happy.

Scarlett is traveling with Phil, but don't ask me where and how and why because I cannot answer that.

Leila is hiding away at the manor from dragons or ghosts of her past and present and there's no touching her.

Angela is in her cottage that she threatened to set on fire more than once but she won't tell me why.

Victoria is crying all alone in a bar, Gods know where and she won't talk to me despite the ridiculous amounts of alcohol i promised to give her.

Jin is plotting world domination with a lot of style and sass and i can't keep up with him.

Gareth has discovered making his own alcohol and wine and also looking at stalking Gareth and Hell forbid he comes out his cellar.

Talia is fighting with herself and her past and while it's always been the case, she hates everything right now.

WTF???

[boosterwithad]

Hiro and Kim "I'll fucking rip your head off" to "omg hi bestie 🥰🥹 hi bestie hi 🥺❤️"

[riotgrrrlhole]

What I want in life is to go on without a care in the world relaxed and smooth like Midicronica’s song San Francisco , basically what I want is to get the feel of the ending of Samurai Champloo

[the11tailedwrites]

Febuwhump Day 7: Forced to Watch Bad Things Happen Bingo: Sun Burn Characters: Hiro "Oni" Watanabe, Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin, König  Fandom: Call of Duty Cw/Tw: torture, whipping @badthingshappenbingo

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The mission was supposed to be very straightforward. Get in, get information regarding a Japanese crime syndicate and get out.

The problem arose, however, when their intel turned out wrong and there were far too many enemies for a team of three (König, Horangi and Oni).

In the end, all three ended up captured.

Horangi was shoved to his knees and his mask was removed and his wrists were bound. König was shoved down beside him, his hood torn off.

Finally, Oni was shoved down and his helmet removed. Oni bared his teeth, glaring up at the man. One of the men, now holding Oni's helmet, cocked his head before grinning, wide.

"Well, well, well," he said, leaning in close, "The wayward son finally makes it home. Your father will want to see you, Hiro-chan~"

Oni's face dropped suddenly and he shifted, looking away.

The man turned back to one of his allies and said something in Japanese. The man walked away.

"Oni," hissed Horangi

"Don't," Oni hissed back

They all waited in silence for a long time before the door opened again and an older Japanese man walked in. He was wearing a fine suit and walked with a cane.

Oni's back snapped up, rigid straight and his head was bowed.

"Hiro, my traitorous son," said the man, stopping in front of Oni

The man grabbed Oni's chin and forced him to look at him.

"How far you have fallen," he said, tsking

"I could say the same for you," rasped Oni, "We were a clan of Samurai! What happened to your honor!"

The man raised his cane, pulled off the cap at the bottom of the cane and slashed it across Oni's face. Oni's head whipped to the side. Blood bubbled up from the wound and trickled down his face. Horangi yelled and lunged forward, but was held back by two of the men. The older Watanabe turned his head towards the Korean and Austria men.

"Do not interfere in the punishment of my son," he snapped

"Oni's our teammate!" snarled König, "We'll interfere all we like,"

The man tutted before grabbing Oni's arm and forcing him up.

"Walk," he ordered before turning to his men, "Ano futari mo tsurete koi yo,"

The men grabbed Horangi and König and dragged them out.

Horangi and König were shoved onto their knees in the middle of an open dirt field. Oni, now stripped of his shirt, was shoved to the ground with his wrists bound tightly in front of him with chains dug deep into the ground.

Oni's father stood just behind Oni, another man standing beside him holding a whip. Horangi felt his blood go cold.

"As you can see," said Oni's father, "I must punish my son for failing to join the family business,"

"Fuck you," spat Oni

Oni's father gave the signal and the whip went down. Oni cried out in pain as the whip made contact with his skin. The whip slammed down against Oni's bare back multiple times, causing Oni to cry out with each hit.

It lasted for a full hour. When the whip was finally lowered, Oni's back was a bloodied mess. Oni was hunched over, panting hard, face wet with tears.

"Oni!" called Horangi, struggling against his binds.

Oni's father walked across and stood in front of him, using his cane to tilt Oni's head up. He spoke to Oni, but Horangi couldn't make out what it was.

Oni's father than yelled something in Japanese to his men and Horangi and König were hauled up and dragged back to their cell.

Through the bars, they could still see Oni, who had been left in the middle of that field, shirtless.

Hours passed and no one moved to collect Oni. The sun's rays assaulted the other man's back and shoulders as his wounds leaked blood weakly. It didn't take long for Oni's back and shoulders to be horribly sun burnt. 

Finally, their captors grabbed Oni (who screamed in agony as pressure was placed on his sun abused shoulders) and dragged him back to their shared cell. The door was opened and Oni was thrown in. 

Oni landed on his back and blacked out immediately.

Horangi hurried to his side and crouched down. He pulled Oni up and rolled him onto his stomach. König walked over and pulled off his shirt (which was only slightly less dirty than the floor) and placed it onto Oni's back. Oni whined in pain.

"Sorry, Oni," murmured König, pressing the shirt down in order to plug some of the wounds

Oni thrashed, but Horangi held him still. König finished the job and leaned back just as Oni awoke. He groaned and tried to push himself up, but he fell with a yelp the second pressure was placed on his sun burnt wrists. 

"Easy, Oni," urged Horangi, "Just lay still, alright,"

Oni obeyed, too weak to really protest.

"I don't think we'll need to keep them plugged for long, they'll stop bleeding soon," murmured König and Horangi nodded.

None of the men were quite sure how much time passed. Every day, Oni was dragged away but their captors and returned bloodied.

On what König assumed was their fifth day of imprisonment, Oni started coughing, bad. The coughs shook his entire body, sounding rough and painful. His face flushed with fever and he started panting hard, as if breathing was a struggle. 

Horangi placed his hand on Oni's forehead before pulling back.

"He's burning up," the man said, turning to König

"You think it's Pneumonia?" fretted König, brows knitting in concern

"...König, Yeoba, it could very well be just a fever," said Horangi

"Right, sorry," mumbled König

"No need to apologize," said Horangi, 'Judging by the coughing, though, you may be right,"

The door opened and both men spun around as their captors entered the room. As they moved to grab Oni, König and Horangi body blocked him.

"He's too sick!" snapped Horangi, "You want him alive to punish him more, right? If you keep at it, he'll die!"

"Yeah right," sneered one

As if on cue, Oni let out a horrible cough. He doubled over on the bed, coughing madly. Horangi hurried over and helped him sit up as Oni continued to hack up a lung.

Finally, the coughing stopped, but Oni didn't open his eyes.

The men muttered something in Japanese and then two of them left, leaving the other three behind. The three kept their guns trained on the KorTac operatives. 

The men who left returned with a doctor, who confirmed Horangi and König's fears.

"Pneumonia," the doctor said, looking up at the men, "Best you let him rest or he will die,"

Clearly unhappy about it, but not willing to disobey their boss and let Oni die, they left them alone.

The following morning, Horangi awoke to gunfire and shouting men. After sharing a look with König, he slowly made his way to the bars. He didn't even make it before one of the men collapsed to the floor. There was blur and a familar woman stepped on his back and pulled the trigger, blowing the man's head open.

"Roze!" he called

The American woman looked up and grinned.

"Horangi!" she said before grabbing the key off of the guard and opening the door, "You three were harder to find than a needle in a haystack,"

Then she spotted Oni, laying weak and ill on the only bed in the cell.

"Shit, how bad?" asked Roze, as she lifted Oni onto her back and they all made their way out of the cell.

"Pneumonia," said König, "These people, they work for his father,"

Roze shot them a bewildered look.

"I'm guessing dear old dad wasn't proud of his son running around playing soldier and leaving behind the family business," said Roze and they ran through the hall strewn with the corpses of the men Roze had killed to get to them.

They entered another hallway and spotted Fender and Zeus, both mid finish of the last two men in that hall.

"Fender! Zeus!" yelled Roze, "I got them,"

Both men turned, nodded when the spotted König and Horangi before shooting glances and the weak Oni on Roze's back.

"Let's get the hell out of here," hissed Roze

It took Oni twelve days before he fully recovered and another eight before he woke up. He refused to tell anyone about the private torture sessions with his father, but he did thank König and Korangi for trying to help him as best they could. König had smiled and stated that he would do it again.

[moon-soo-ah]

ISU Four Continents Championships 2024 Four Continents Championships Shanghai / CHN

29.01.2024-04.02.2024

Feb. 1:

Women’s SP 10:45

Men’s SP 16:00

Pairs’ SP 21:00

Feb. 2:

Rhythm Dance 12:30

Women’s FS 15:50

Feb. 3:

Pairs’ FS 12:45

Men’s FS 15:50

Feb. 4:

Free Dance 12:00

Gala 17:30

Livestream:

主播花花

Skating ISU

[dalekofchaos]

Mortal Kombat fancast(new)

Simu Liu as Liu Kang

Glenn Powell as Johnny Cage

Charlize Theron as Sonya Blade

Ken Watanabe as Raiden

Henry Golding as Sub-Zero/Noob Saibot/Bi-Han

Andrew Koji as Scorpion

Manu Benett as Kano

Rory McCann as Goro

Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa as SHang Tsung(Old, WHO ELSE???)

Tony Leung as Shang Tsung(Young)

Bill Skarsgard as Reptile

Iko Uwais as Kung Lao

Aldis Hodge as Jackson "Jax" Briggs

Elodie Yung as Kitana/Milenena

Zoe Saldana as Jade

Harry Shum Jr. as Sub-Zero/Kuai-Liang

Justin H. Min as Smoke

Brian Tee as Sektor

Chiwetel Ejiofor as Cyrax

Scott Adkins as Baraka

Conan Stevens as Kintaro

Dave Bautista as Shao Kahn

Eugene Brave Rock as Nightwolf

John Cena as Stryker

Jon Bernthal as Kabal

Michelle Yeoh as Sindel

Jade Cargill as Sheeva

Nathan Jones as Motaro

Doug Jones as Ermac

Because of Tumblr's stupid 30 picture limit, I cannot add more pictures, so here’s the rest.

Larry Lam as Rain

Jonathan Patrick Foo as Chameleon

Karen Fukuhara as Khameleon

Jet Li as Fujin

Sonoya Mizuno as Sareena

Brenda Song as Kia

Javicia Leslie as Jataaka

Anna Diop as Tanya

Jai Courtney as Jarek

Karl Urban as Reiko

Mads Mikkelsen as Shinnok

Hoon Lee as Quan Chi

Benedict Wong as Bo Rai Cho

Lewis Tan as Kenshi

Yvonne Chapman as Li Mei

Emma Myers as Frost

Peter Mensah as Drahmin

Derek Mears as Moloch

Charles Melton as Mavado

Ron Yuan as Hsu Hao

Alexandra Daddario as Nitara

Gordon Liu as Shujinko

Constance Wu as Ashrah

Donnie Yen as Hotaru

Daniel Wu as Dairou

Mahershala Ali as Darrius

Matt Smith as Havik

Dominic Sherwood as Kobra

Kristen Stewart as Kira

Tony Todd as Onaga

Ian McKellen as Argus

Eva Green as Delia

Tom Hardy as Taven

Mark Strong as Daegon

Ron Pearlman as Blaze

Jessica Henwick as Skarlet

Milly Alcock as Cassie Cage

Delainey Hayles as Jacqui Briggs

Mackenyu as Takeda Takahashi

Ludi Lin as Kung Jin

Winston Duke as Kotal Kahn

Tao Okamoto as D’Vorah

Jensen Ackles as Erron Black

Dafne Keen and Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson as Ferra/Torr

Tony Jaa as Tremor

Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje as Geras

Emily Blunt as Cetrion

Tilda Swinton as Kronika