#bi han x gn reader

[yanderestarangel]

HEADKANONS MK1 | NEKO!BI HAN | SFW, SOFT EDITION |

TW: fluff, sfw and just bi han being a cute grandmaster.

Oh no... Your feared grandmaster has turned into a neko.

NEKO!BI HAN - Who asked for a spell to get stronger. Bi Han went to ask Shang Tsung for a spell to get stronger, but he missed the spell, and turned Bi Han into a neko - black ears on top of his long hair and a fluffy tail of the same color which moved every time Bi Han became agitated or angry.

NEKO!BI HAN - Who shouted at Shang tsung, "-what the fuck did you do???" Bi Han spoke furiously to the wizard while you stopped your master from killing the wizard. He would look at himself in the mirror, his ears bobbing in rhythm with his tail as you, his most loyal ninja, held back a smile.

NEKO!BI HAN - Who was pissed upon hearing the news about the spell, Shang tsung said that it would take a whole afternoon to find a spell with a reverse effect, but in the meantime you would have to take care of your grand master...

NEKO!BI HAN- Who likes to have his ears rubbed, even if he never admits it, he likes to be pampered and praised by you, who likes you to caress his soft ears, while admiring the fangs that grew in his mouth, he will purr and try to cuddle cuddle in your lap - he totally forgets that he's over six feet tall and extremely heavy because of his muscles - he'll make an angry growl when you ask him to get off of you, while grumbling that he's going to freeze your tongue - he never would, but he just wanted you to let him enjoy the warmth of your lap.

NEKO!BI HAN - Who jumps at you from random places, you can be walking and out of nowhere see a tall shadow high up on the ceiling, then see the figure of sub zero with his ears moving, and after a few seconds he will jump on top of you knocking you down on the ground - you can and definitely will get hurt some of these times.

NEKO!BI HAN - Who forces you to caress his sensitive spots, while he snuggled into your embrace, stretching while purring happily, feeling your fingers on his neck, back and on his fluffy tail, while scratching your bed with his nails, playing with a ball of red thread you had - now it's his - you could stroke under his chin, feeling his rough beard grow as he purred hoarsely, looking at you as he blushed slightly in embarrassment.

NEKO!BI HAN - Who will become more sensitive, while walking with you through the gardens, he would pull your clothing fabric lightly pointing at several black kittens, while looking at you and saying that he looked like them now - an elegant black cat - after minutes he will having some on your shoulders and lap, while smiling slightly.

NEKO!BI HAN - Who sleeps in your bed, being a smaller shell, while you massage his ears and massage his back - his tail will move gracefully with each touch - he will force you to stay there with him, enjoying the warmth of your body only, After all, he is still your grand master. When all this is over, he will pretend that nothing happened, returning to being the dreaded sub zero, but you took several photos of him still as a neko - secretly saving them in a folder on your cell phone.

©𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳 2023

[karlosace00]

Privacy.

Bi-Han x GN!READER

TW: Pure Fluff, SFW

A/N: Small request given to me from a friend !!

Everyone was petrified of Bi-Han. For obvious reasons, he was ruthless when it came to training, constantly wanting the soldiers of the Lin kuei to be strong, HE wanted to be strong. But in private and with you? It was an entirely different story.

After a long and grueling day of training and missions, he walked into the contents of the room you both shared. You were sitting on the bed, your back pressed against the bed frame with a book in your hand as you silently read to yourself. You didn’t seem to hear Bi-Han taking off his heavy boots before sinking into the bed. His body ached of pain and tiredness as he moved the book out of your hands. You were certainly shocked by this action but before you could react, he buried his head into your chest, grumbling and letting his body melt in your embrace. This, was truly a sight little to none for to see when it came to bi-Han acting…not like his usual self. His eyes looked heavy and had more of a pleading presence to them. His body was so cold, but compared with your natural body heat it felt warm. You slowly take his mask off of his face, cupping his face with one of your hands and making him look up at you. It was obvious he didn’t want to be seen like this but you couldn’t help but tease him and hear his response.

“Tell anyone about this and I swear you will be given months worth of grueling training and work.”

You knew he wouldn’t do that, but you insisted on trailing your fingers into his hair and letting the bun fall, running your fingers through it while feeling him close his eyes and bury his head deep back into your chest. Hearing Bi-Han rumbling and the tiredness in his voice before the sound of snoring commenced. He had fallen asleep right in your arms. It was truly a pretty sight. You stood like that for hours, just mumbling coo’s to him while he slept peacefully in your arms, his body finally resting and feeling better.

A/N: Thank you all for reading !! I hope you enjoyed !!

[m-beloved]

Peeled Oranges || Bi-Han x gn reader ||

Ooc Bi-Han, poor writing, Bi-Han pinning after you, slight angst? pt.2 can be read here

Bi-Han knew that you loved eating mandarin oranges. Whenever you wanted a snack and had free time, you could often be found sitting in the gardens peeling an orange.

Ironically, you were terrible at peeling oranges. You often tore holes into the skin and juice would go everywhere.

Bi-Han often watched you trying to peel an orange neatly, and you'd always manage to tear a hole in it without fail. If it was anyone else, he'd sneer and think of them as incompetent.

But not you. It was oddly endearing, the way you'd stick your tongue out as you focused on getting the sections out as neatly as you could.

One day, he found himself joining you. Ignoring your surprised look, he gestured for you to hand him the orange you were holding. Although it took you a moment, you eventually complied hesitantly.

Bi-Han was good at peeling oranges, mostly because he often peeled oranges for Kuai Liang and Tomas when they were younger. Now, the muscle memory took over and he separated the sections neatly.

Feeling a small sense of pride as he saw the awe in your eyes, he carefully went through a segment and made sure to pick off the pit and strings of white off.

After making sure it was a perfect slice, he handed it to you and watched as you happily accepted and ate it. For a moment, he admired the way your eyes sparkled with happiness as he gave you the best slice he could provide before working on perfecting the next.

For a moment, he admired the way your eyes looked at him as if he was giving you the world. He would if he could.

Ever since that day, you seemed to think of him as your designated orange peeler. Whenever you wanted an orange, you'd seek him out and sit next to him as he peeled perfect orange slices for you.

Sometimes, he'd imagine you come to him for his company and not just his orange peeling skills. He'd often find himself staring into the distance as he waited for you to find him.

The two of you had something of a routine now. You'd approach him, he'd follow you and the two of you would sit in comfortable silence as he peeled oranges for you. Occasionally, you'd talk to fill in the silence. Sometimes, you'd share with him the orange slices.

One thing you would always do without fail was admired the way he was able to do it so neatly. Your eyes would watch him as though he was doing something great.

"I don't know how you do it Bi-Han," you chuckled, "you have to teach me one day."

He hoped you never learnt how to peel oranges.

A/n: Yes, this is based on that one poem about one girl who can peel oranges neatly and the other girl who can't. Yes, I also know this is a bad imagine. Why do you think I'm not a writer?

[satansamwriting]

Would write headcannons on how Smoke, Kuai Liang and Bihan would treat you on their anniversary with g/n reader?

MK1 HC, How they are on their birthday with GN!reader

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Hiya anon, I know you only asked for how the boys would treat you on their birthday but I thought it'd be fun to see how they would also treat you on your birthday.

This is a short headcanon.

I hope I did your prompt justice!

Characters : Smoke, Kuai Liang, Bi-Han

Disclaimer : Enlgish ain't my native language. Mistakes might be found in this. I apologies for them, I'm trying my best.

Enjoy!

Smoke's birthday

Wouldn’t notice what day it is

Goes about his day as usual meaning he’d mostly be patrolling around and training. 

He’d be confused for a second when you wished him happy birthday.

Has to look on a calendar to confirm what day it is. 

He’d jokingly complain about being a year older.

If you ask him what he wants to do on his birthday, he would just shrug.

The Lin Kuei never did anything for  birthdays so Tomas doesn’t expect anything.

“Your presence is a gift in and of itself, I don’t need anything else.”

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(Y/n) would have none of it. Even if Tomas had affirmed them that he was fine with not having anything on his special day, that didn’t sit right with them. After a hard training, (Y/n) searched for the one person who knew Smoke better than them. 

“You're going to help me bake a cake.” They said to Scorpion once they found him meditating somewhere within the temple.

Surprisingly, the man agreed. 

Hours later, Smoke entered his room only to find the two of them waiting for him. A small cake laid on the table in between. Touched by the gesture, Smoke would smile, thanking whoever was up there for having met you.

0o0o0o0o

Your birthday 

Although this man didn’t care about his own birthday, it's the complete opposite with yours.

He remembers the date for a start.

He wouldn’t do something extravagant since again, the Lin Kuei usually didn’t do anything for birthdays.

However, you can expect to find flowers inside your room.

It's not much, but the gesture still makes you smile.

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Finished with training for the day, they walked back to their own room for a well earned shower. Upon entering the dark lit room, (Y/n) was surprised when the light opened by themselves. There in the middle of their room were Smoke and Scorpion. Tomas was holding a plate with sweet bread on it, candles placed on top.

“Sorry, that’s all we could get.” Smoke said sheepishly.

Blowing out the candles, they smiled at the two boys.

“It's perfect.”

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Kuai Liang's birthday

Much like smoke, this man doesn’t realise what day it is

Except, some of the other soldiers in the Lin Kuei would wish him a happy birthday.

One of them being you.

Give him a kiss and he’d melt all the snow around.

Saying something along the lines of you being the only gifts he needs.

Sadly, much like Tomas, this man focuses more on his duties for the clan than anything else. Even when it's his special day.

What he doesn’t know is that you and Smoke had made something for him.

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“Happy Birthday.” (Y/n) exclaimed in between chuckles. 

Kuai Liang was surprised to see (Y/n) waiting for him by his bedroom door. It was rather late into the night. Wondering why they were there, the pyromancer found himself being lead by the hand somewhere else.

Arriving at one of Scorpion’s favourite places within the temple, (Y/n) smirked. Stepping slightly to the side, they tried their best to look innocent. Suspicious about something, Kuai failed to notice the smoke pooling at his feet. In a blink of an eye, sweet frosting was smeared on his face. Scorpion glared daggers at Smoke, who had finished materialising. 

Scorpion eyed them both before taking some of the frosting with his fingers. Despite the best effort to look menacing, Kuai Liang was smiling.

“You better start running.” 

Your birthday

“I just want to mention, it was their idea.” Tomas said before evaporating into a puff of smoke.

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The moment you leave your room, two warm arms wrapped around your waist.

Wishing you a happy birthday, Kuai Liang would sadly have to leave you in order to complete his duty around the temple. 

Just like Smoke, this man would give you flowers.

I mean, the Lin Kuei temple is pretty isolated so there’s not much in terms of gifts.

Bi-han would silently judge his brother for caring about such a thing.

Watch out, Kuai Liang remembers what you’ve done on his birthday.

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“Happy birthday!” 

Finding a note inside their room asking them to meet in one of the Lin Kuei’s gardens, (Y/n) smiled. They haven't seen their partner for the entire day, since the man was always very busy. However, they suspected that Bi-Han, being the grumpy killjoy that he is, was behind this.

They did not think about what this simple note could mean. (Y/n) found out the hard way when, as they entered the garden, a cake was smeared on their face. 

Removing the frost blocking their eyes, (Y/n) stared at the two smirking boys. The cake was sweet, despite having been destroyed on their face. As laughter erupted inside the garden, (Y/n) could not have asked for a better birthday.

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Bi-Han's birthday

Oh boi.

This man would be grumpier than usual.

Would avoid anybody, even you.

He knows what day it is, that’s why he’d be this way.

Asking for the reason to Kuai would result in nothing.

Even his brother didn’t know why Bi-Han became this way on his birthday.

Good luck finding time to talk to him, he's busy being the Grandmaster.

The Lin Kuei did not celebrate birthdays

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Watching the cryomancer from afar, (Y/n) sighed. The man was giving everyone the cold shoulder. If Bi-Han wished to stay alone for the day, they would respect his wishes. However, that didn’t mean they couldn’t make something for him. Determined, they left their spot. 

Late into the night, Bi-Han walked through empty halls, his footsteps echoing on the frozen stones. Once inside his room, the grandmaster frowned. Resting on his desk was a box. He could feel heat coming from the inside. Approaching the object carefully, Bi-Han opened it. Dumplings, somehow still warm, laid on a plate inside the box. A little card was placed on the side with two simple words on it.

Baking a cake was out of the question since the cryomancer despised sweets.

An idea eventually popped in their heads. Content with it, (Y/n) marched toward the kitchen. 

“Happy Birthday.”

Your Birthday.

Alone in his room, Bi-Han would eat his gift, the tiniest smile on his face.

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If you think this man would act differently on your birthday, you’d be wrong.

You don’t see him for the entire day.

He’s busy being the grandmaster, he doesn’t have time for frivolous thing such as this.

Well his cold attitude is just a front.

Don’t get me wrong, Bi-Han still thinks celebrating birthdays to be beneath him but he can see how it affects your mood when he remains the only one not wishing you happy birthday.

Kuai Liang confronts him about it but Bi-Han keeps his facade up. 

Unknown to both you and his brother, he did have a gift for you.

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“Open it.” Bi-Han cold voice was muffled by the mask he still wore.

Fresh out of the shower, (Y/n) laid peacefully on their bed, a book nestled in between their fingers.

Suddenly, someone knocked at their door, breaking their concentration. Opening the door, surprised flashed across their face as Bi-Han came to view. Worldessly, the grandmaster pushed something on their chest. Puzzled, (Y/n) glanced at the object now in their hand. It was wrapped clumsily with brownish paper. 

Not wanting to make the cryomancer wait, (Y/n) removed the wrapping to reveal a beautiful dagger. The silverish blade simmered under the light. The handle was a deep blue, almost the exact same shade as Bi-Han’s clothes. 

“I love it, thank you.” 

Humming, Bi-Han turned to leave. Peering over his shoulder, he wished them a happy birthday before walking away.

[shadow-mans-things]

Bi-Han x GN! Reader…but

You’ll see

A/N: My oc will be briefly mentioned in this one lol. Also the reader won’t have many physical details aside from the fact that they’re shorter than Bi-Han. Also, don’t expect much buildup as I get pretty impatient when writing these lol.

I did NOT proofread or format this, goodluck

T wast currently four pm. Thee only kneweth this because you’d did check the horologe next to thee. Despite the weath'r outside being below freezing, thy cubiculo wast hot and stuffy f'r reasons beyond thy knowledge. With a soft huff, thee rous'd from thy comf'rtable sleep chamber in searcheth of thy icy lov'r to merit thee off. Being the grandmast'r’s lov'r meanteth yond thee kneweth jump wh're he’d beest 'round this timeth of day. As predict'd thee hath found that gent outside, leading his students through a training ex'rcise and looking rath'r frustrat'd.

“again!” Bi-han did roar, watching as the group of flowerets and distaff did get backeth to their feet.

a soft chuckle did escape thy soft lips as thee did approach the tall'r sir, gently placing a handeth on his broad shouldst'r. “bi-han, might i suggesteth thee stepeth aside and taketh a momentary breaketh?”, thee did suggest.

“this much ang'r isn’t valorous f'r thy health aft'rall. ”, thee wink'd and did guide that gent toward thy corse.

putting his youngest broth'r, bodaway in chargeth of ov'rseeing the group, bi-han tooketh thy handeth and hath led thee toward a longeth masterless cubiculo.

“what didst thee has't in mind, mine own sweet jewel?” bi-han hath asked, pulling thee in f'r a tend'r kisseth.

moaning softly, thee wrapp'd thy arms 'round his neck and deepen'd the kisseth. Aft'r a valorous minute of making out thee then did pull backeth f'r some air. “i figur'd we couldst bloweth off some steam togeth'r. ”

“you hath seemed rath'r…stress'd aft'r all. ”, thee chuckl'd and ranneth a fing'r down his cloth'd chest.

“how about we removeth these pesky robes and receiveth down to business?”, thee did hum, playing with the buckle of his belt.

“are thee sure this is just about me blowing off steam?”, bi-han chuckl'd.

“i nev'r hath said this wast just about thee, but thee has't to admiteth yond thee forsooth shall benefit from this. ”, thee did reply, carefully stripping thy lov'r of his robes.

t wasn’t longeth bef're the two of thee w're nude, robes crudely did cast aside as thee both passionately madeth out 'gainst an fusty desk. Hands rapidly explod'd the oth'r’s corse, caressing the curves, dips, and rolls. Moaning couldst beest hath heard from behind the lock'd doth'r, s'rving as a warning to not wend searching f'r the grandmast'r. Bi-han anon hadst thee pinn'd to the mure, thy forks wrapp'd 'round his waist. That gent did press three bitter cold fing'rs to thy lips, instructing thee to receiveth those folk did wet.

“dear gods…”, that gent sighed, loving the humour of thy hot that from which we speak 'round his fing'rs.

aft'r a few minutes of sucking and licking, that gent retract'd his handeth and hath brought t down south. That gent gazed as thy visage scrunch'd up in pleasure at which hour that gent did rub a bitter cold fing'r 'gainst thy tight hole, fleering thee f'r a minute bef're but soft pushing in.

Thee groan'd lowly, burying thy visage into his neck as that gent did add anoth'r fing'r and beganeth to stretcheth thee ope. Thy visage burn'd at the soundeth of the did wet noises yond wast being madeth as bi-han fing'r'd thee. Despite yond, thee w're relatively quiet, something bi-han aim'd to changeth. Thee alloweth out a sharp gasp at which hour thee hath felt his fing'rs rubbing 'gainst thy prostate, and completely did melt as that gent hath continued his attacketh on the spoteth.

“th're we art, alloweth ev'ryone knoweth who’s making thee feeleth this valorous. ” bi-han grunted, humour himself twitching at the sounds coming from thy lips.

that gent did snatch thy lips in anoth'r kisseth, unable to waiteth any longeth'r. Thee suddenly hath felt exsufflicate down th're, a humour yond wouldn’t sticketh 'round f'rev'r as thy lov'r lin'd himself up and ent'r'd thy tight hole. Thee both did hiss, eith'r from the stretcheth 'r tightness, but neith'r one did allow yond to stray thy minds from the task at handeth. Keeping thy lips on his, bi-han beganeth to did thrust as a steady pace as that gent madeth out with thee. Th're wasn’t much cubiculo to breatheth between all the kissing and moaning thee w're doing. Thee beganeth to feeleth lightheaded, but t wast a welcometh humour as thy lov'r abus'd thy sweet-spot.

aft'r a valorous while, thee both hath felt thy oncoming climaxes, with bi-han getting a dram rough'r. The only sounds filling the cubiculo w're yond of skin, moans, and the slight creaking of the mure behind the two of thee.

“gods, bi-han…i’m gonna cum…”, thee groaned, digging thy nails into his backeth.

“me…me too, mine own jewel…”, bi-han did hiss and did bite into thy shouldst'r.

aft'r a few minutes of being on edge, thee cameth first with a loud scream-like moaneth. As thee pant'd and did ride off the high, bi-han did approach his climax and did finish inside. T wast a valorous thing thee both w're trying f'r children.

“aww…i loveth thee, bi-han…”, thee mumbl'd weakly, humour liketh jelly.

“i loveth thee too, anon let’s receiveth did clean up. ” bi-han whisp'red, reluctantly pulling out.

…

“damn it…they fuck'd in mine own art studio again…” bodaway grumbl'd from the oth'r side of the doth'r.

“you couldst at each moment painteth in mine own cubiculo. ” sekt'r did reply, adjusting his glasses bef're shooting bodaway a hopeful expression.

“lead the way. ”

A/N: Bi-Han x G/N reader but I ran it through a Shakespeareian translator.

[kentstoji]

ㅤㅤㅤ NECTAROUS

ㅤㅤㅤ pairing. mk men x gn reader.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤsetting. mortal kombat.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤtype. headcanons (a little suggestive).

ㅤㅤㅤkissing liu kang was a divine experience, akin to discovering a new world and venturing into it, relishing every romantic ecstasy. his arms were strong and warm, carrying a distinctive fire befitting his position attained after his triumph against kronika. being enveloped by him in a loving and almost possessive embrace was like diving into liquid lava, yet the flames were harmless. (the most they could do was leave purple and reddish marks along your beautiful neck, while liu kang's experienced and bold lips traced a path, and your face took on undesired shades of scarlet.) your lips part in fervent lamentation, breathless.

ㅤㅤㅤbi-han was, by nature, a conqueror and consequently, a born leader. a dominator in various aspects, and in the romantic realm, this particularity wouldn't easily alter. honoring the element he proudly manipulated, bi-han had frigid lips, like a morning after an intense snowstorm. his hands, firm and calloused by years of battles and victories, established a rule at the base of your neck, keeping you under the grandmaster's longing, shaping you to fulfill his needs and desires. it was a selfish dance in which you never had the chance to be victorious, but teasing him to the limit was as satisfying as winning a battle. he exploded, and you loved paying the price. (kissing him was like feeding a voracious, wild creature that had no basic knowledge of emotions. the beast, however, calmed when tasting the flavor of your lips, biting them until he felt the sweet taste of your life essence flowing crimson between his lips.)

ㅤㅤㅤjohnny cage was a provocateur, and you were his favorite victim. maintaining a playful spirit, Johnny's kisses were a wet mess, lips colliding eagerly, a overwhelming need. his hands fixed themselves on your waist, squeezing and pulling you closer as he yearned to merge into one body, immortalizing the passion and love between you. it was common to find a glistening line of saliva when you finally parted. you were breathless, your chest moving frantically in search of oxygen and... something more. johnny would notice this. (of course, he would notice. he always made a point to observe the reactions when you were together.)

ㅤㅤㅤ"can you handle more, sweetheart?" he questions, his pink, swollen lips curving into a wicked smile, full of cruel promises.

ㅤㅤㅤwithin and outside a relationship, you are shang tsung's test subject, the perfect specimen at the mercy of his dark ideals. breakable and submissive, like a pet, you've become his favorite pastime, the perfect challenge. unraveling the mysteries of your body is an art for him, a game where every touch and kiss are strategies to corrupt the remaining shreds of sanity within you. he appreciates knowledge, and your genuine reactions are accompanied by translucent pearls of warm tears. tears of ecstasy, he concludes with arrogance. shang tsung is a selfish partner; (his kisses are long and suffocating, embedding themselves in you like a parasite.) the scent of his perfume will linger, intoxicating and persistent.

ㅤㅤㅤhanzo is an uncontrollable romantic, and his soul is as warm as the affections he displays in the comfort of the space he now calls home in your relationship. kissing him is an open invitation to be consumed by hungry flames, much like his emotional yearning. his hands rest on your face, fingers gliding in a long, gentle caress, savoring every reaction you show: the flushed face and trembling hands are signals for him to continue. with your consent, he does. you are led to a dark precipice with kisses planted at the base of your neck, discreetly directed towards your chest. hanzo, experienced and considerably older, knows what he's doing, aware of the buttons to press to make you dance with madness.

ㅤㅤㅤ"breathe, my love," he says, noticing your open eyes, seeking more of his touches. "the night is still young, and we are just getting started."

[thisonehere]

Bi han x reader smut with the one bed trope while they're on an overnight mission

A Bed of Ice

A/n: OOOOOOOOO, this is going to get spicy. *Cracks knuckles* I've been waiting for this moment for a long time...

Tags: NSFW, Smut, MK1 AU, Request, one-bed trope, G/N reader

C/w: Y'all saw the request, some smutty shit 'bout to happen. Late night sex, fondling, overstimulation, rough sex, hickeys, biting

"A room for two please." the Hotel desk clerk looked up from his phone and he saw you standing before his desk, he could tell you were exhausted but you still attempted to make an effort to be cordial. You had a tired smile stretched across your face. Behind you, he saw a man, Bi-Han, shooting him a smouldering and impatient glare. You both were in your Lin Kuei attire, so he couldn't help but stare at the two ninjas before him. "Are you deaf? She/He/They just spoke, we want a room." Bi-Han growled, both tired and impatient because of the long night. The clerk flinched in surprise. You flash him a smile as you apologize for your friends...over-eagerness to sleep at such a nice place.

"This is a terrible idea." You were in an elevator now, since it was the middle of the night, it was just the two of you inside. Bi-Han was still grumpy, frowning and making sure you were aware of it. You barely paid him any mind though, you were too worn out to even care. You have been on this mission for days with little to no rest. Whenever you would sleep, it would be in turns to look out for possible enemies, and the woods were not as nice to sleep as you might think. "Oh, come on, this is a really nice place." You finally respond back. "Would it kill you to be exited for once?" Bi-Han grunted at this. "Us being here puts us in unimaginable danger. I do not know why I let you talk me into this" He explains in a low and rough tone as if someone could hear him, studying the steel walls of the elevator door as if they open to reveal an enemy waiting for them. "Because deep down there's a part of you who really likes me." You tease. Bi-han huffs as he rolls his eyes.

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It took you a while to finally get to the room. You kept slowing him down to admire the decorations in the hallway. Crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceilings that glistened with iridescent light, oil paintings on the walls to be admired, giant porcelain vases planted here and there, it was a really nice place.

Once you finally get to the door, the first thing you do is the bed and you suddenly remember how tired you are. You wanted to admire the decorations of the room, but your eyes soon began to get heavier and heavier. You heard Bi-Han walk into the bathroom, to do what, you didn't care. You stripped down to your undergarments and climbed onto the bed, the mattress was so soft and the cover was so warm. Compared to the basically cardboard bed you had at the Artika, this bed was heaven. Everything seemed to finally slow down, the quiet was beautiful, better than any lullaby you've ever heard. You turned off the lamp and you were blanketed in darkness. You wrap yourself up in the soft, cotton covers and you doze off in seconds.

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"Y/n." you hear Bi-Han's voice from the darkness, causing you to stir. "MMMMmmm" You grumpily respond back, upset at your slumber being disturbed. You get even more upset when Bi-Han turns the lamp back on, blinding you with the sudden light. "What?" you angrily ask.

"Move over."

"Wwwhhhyyyyyyy?!?!"

"Because I want to sleep."

"Then sleep in the other bed."

"There is no other bed."

With this, you jolt back up. You frantically look around the room and realize what Bi-Han had said was correct. There was no other bed. You had been so tired that you hadn't realized this. You look at Bi-Han and see, just like you, he was also stripped down to his undergarments. You always knew he was muscular just by seeing his strong arms. But here, you saw his half-naked body, every last bit of muscle. His abs, biceps, pecs and many more muscles were nicely highlighted by the lamp's light. His privates were covered by the thin cloth, but the bulge was humongous and right in your face. You gulp as you stare at his sculpted body.

"Well?" You are brought back to the moment. Bi-han impatiently looks down at you waiting for a response. "I-I...Couldn't we change rooms? Get you a new one a mean, a-all to yourself." i-Han rolled his eyes. "Too dangerous. Someone might spot me, but this time it could be the wrong person. And frankly, I am too tired to do all that." You blink your eyes desperately. You realise that this massive hunk of a man will get in the bed with you and that makes every last part of your body tremble for some reason. "Why don't we just make you a makeshift mattress on the floor." Bi-Hans's eyes widen in offence at this idea. "I am your grandmaster! How dare you try and make me sleep on the floor. Move over now, or be moved."

It was pointless to even sleep. You were too wide awake now. You and Bi-Han were close, that's why he asked you to go with him on this mission, but you've very been "sleeping in the same bed in your underwear" close. He was literally beside you, half-naked too, you still can't get over this. You never hesitated to make banter with Bi-Han, but being this close to him made you nervous.

It was all silence, your heartbeat coupled with Bi-Hans's light snoring was all that you could focus on. You turn over and stare at his sleeping body. Your mind couldn't help but race, thinking about so many things about him. Like how he is always harsh and cold, but you'd never guessed that with how adorable and innocent-looking he is when he's sleeping, Also, he smells really nice. You know that's something really weird to think, but he did. And his face, you never really had a good look at it, but it is perfectly sculpted. All you can think about is his body and his face.

Since when was the Grandmaster hot? You wonder.

As you admired him, Bi-Han moved suddenly while in his sleep. You are taken by surprise as he rolls over to you accidently wraps his arm around you and gets close to you. You panic at the sudden feel of his large and heavy arm not only falling on you but making sure to squeeze you a little. He feels so warm, he's a cryomancer, why is he warm. It felt so awkward yet it felt right at the same time. Don't think about how warm he is, you think to yourself over and over again. Don't thin-!!!!

Suddenly your thoughts are interrupted as you feel something brush up beside you. Something big and hard.

...Oh...oh no...

You immediately realize what it is. It's bordered by both your undergarments, but you can feel enough of it to know it's big and girthy. You can also feel your brain basically shut down and your heart stop. You began to panic and you didn't know what to do. But you did know that you felt something, both heat and chills, vibrate throughout your body. You felt an instant desire, a-a fire. And that terrified you. "B-Bi-Han!" You finally spit out. "Hm?" he angrily responds, half asleep and half awake. "I-It's-uh-touching me." You try to not to be direct. “What?” He angrily asks, either he was playing coy of was 100% clueless thank to him being basically half asleep. “It!” You try once again. "WHAT IS 'IT' ?" Bi-Han snaps back, obviously getting more and more frustrated as you keep him awake.

"YOUR GIANT COCK!" You finally cry. You didn't mean to tell, nor use that type of word. But you found yourself getting so flustered and panicked that you lost yourself and your mind for a moment. Bi-Han went silent, you held your breath along with his silence. You weren't sure how'd he respond. You feel instant regret, maybe you should have slipped out of his arm and put a pillow wall between you two, that would've been much easier than this. Maybe then this yearning that went through your body would've died down.

"I see." Bi-Han finally responds. You sigh with relief, now Bi-Han will move and you can go back to trying to sleep. That's what you hoped would happen, because instead, you felt Bi-Han's arms grab you and wrap around you, his member, which felt much harder and bigger now, pressed up against you. "W-What the hell are you doing!?" You gasp. Bi-Han shushes you though as he begins to sway his a little to extenuate his little friends presence. "You think it's massive?" Bi-Han teased. This sudden action took you off guard, this was nothing like Bi-Han, the distant and stoic Grandmaster that you knew well. But here he was, rubbing himself against you.

"N-No, I didn't mean it like that I-" you try to explain. "Quiet. You're a filthy (girl/boy/child) with and even dirtier mouth, maybe there are a few more things I can discipline you on." He says coldly, you feel one of his hands trail down your stomach and find their way between your legs. You gasp as you feel him begging to fondle you. "Grandmaster, I-AH!" You find yourself screaming as he retracts to his and slaps your thigh. "Obey your Grandmaster!" He hisses. He hands back to work and begins gasping and moaning. Things weren't making any sense, why was doing this, why did this feel so...good, so...right. Like Bi-Han's fingers were always meant to be there. "We have been shackled to this mission for so long. It has been such a distressing time, perhaps you will give your Grandmaster some relief." At this moment you realize that you're not going back to sleep just yet.

---

It has been hours and Bi-Han hasn't yet been finished with you. Your hole was getting sore and sensitive thanks to the constant use, the bed sheets were no doubt drenched with excess cum that escaped from inside you. You and Bi-Han had done almost every position possible, he was gentle, he was harsh, he was whatever he wanted to be with you, and you were enjoying it all. Yes, you were in pain, but you somehow managed to live every second of this. "OH GODS, BI-HAN!!!" You scream, overwhelmed by it all. "Shut your mouth and serve your grandmaster!" Bi-Han snaps at you.

You were to reduce mindless fuck-toy for your Grandmaster. Your body was riddled with bite marks and hickeys that your Grandmaster happily rewarded you with. You tried to pretend that you hated this at first Bi-Han broke through this facade instantly. How you were in your back and Bi-Han had your legs onto his shoulders, violently slamming his hips into you like a madman. You could barely feel your legs, you could sweat that parts of you were going numb. Your vision begins to go blurry as well, you try to make out Bi-Han's eyes, they are cold and filled with relentlessness and passion. All you can do is cling to him as you were mercilessly fucked.

"This was a good idea after all." Bi-Han spits as he continues to pump into you with terrifying passion. "Are you happy, y/n? You were right!" He said as if the state you were in could put a single thought together to appreciate this and even mock him. Your every thought subsided with the sensations your loving Grandmaster was showered you with. "BI-HAN!!!" You cry once again. Your eyes began to fill with tears at the overwhelming pleasure and pain you were under. Bi-Han smiled at this, the sight of how much he had affected you made the sadist inside of him happy. And with one more satisfied thrust, Bi-Han finally finished inside of you. But at this point, he was basically shooting blanks. Your legs drop from his shoulders and plop wherever, you definitely lose a lot of feeling in them.

You try to catch your breath, maybe even try to bring a thought together Bi-Han hadn't banged your brain right out of you. Suddenly you feel Bi-Han's hand on your cheek. You gasp at the feeling of his rough hand against your gentle skin. He looks you in the eyes, beads of sweat falling from his face, "I think you're right again, y/n" he says through his pants. "I think of me likes you after all." And with that, he collapses right on top of you, leaving you alone to process what happened. You and your Grandmaster just did something unimaginable, this could be scandalous if it got out. But it felt... amazing, part of you wants Bi-Han to wake up so you could do this all over again. The other, much louder part of you demanded that you go to sleep. You feel embarrassed with how well Bi-Han to such a "love"-sick state. What does this mean? What will happen now? You wonder. But your mind is so drained that you can't seem to think anymore. You wrap your arms around Bi-Han and you close your eyes.

[seraphmeraph]

I literally don’t know what I’m doing with my life but I love bi han

Possessive Bi Han is hot

MK1 smut starring Bi Han

TW: sex (+18), GN reader, dom!bi-han, sub!reader, jealousy, possessiveness, degrading, idk what else to write

A/N: idk what I'm doing just enjoy this. I tried to make this as gender-neutral as possible- I didn't proofread so mb for any mistakes

Your chest was pressed into the sheets with your ass propped up. Bi Han slammed his cock into you unforgivingly. His balls slapping against you every time.

"You think Johnny could ever bring you this much pleasure?" He spoke with gritted teeth. His anger showed through with his relentless thrusts that fucked into you delightfully every time. One hand held the headboard while the other wrapped around your waist.

This resulted from earlier this morning at Madam Bo's shop. Johnny had been hitting on you, the Grandmaster's lover. Bi Han felt he was trying to steal you away from him. Johnny's flirtatious remarks and little puns had started to get on Bi Han's nerves, and it was evident from how he was clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.

"Are you a magician?" Johnny had whispered in your ear, causing you to giggle. "Because every time I look at you, everyone else disappears."

Bi Han had to excuse you both from the scene, and it was silent on your way home. He struggled to contain his emotions, and you could feel the tension building up inside him. You knew he was jealous, and it was starting to make you nervous. You tried to lighten the mood by cracking a few jokes, but Bi Han remained silent.

His lips were on yours as soon as you got home, leading to this moment.

Tears fell from your eyes due to the sheer amount of pleasure you felt. "It's too much. AhH~ I can't take it!" You moaned out, scratching at his broad back.

Bi Han continued with his relentless pace, his grip on your hip and headboard only tightening, ice forming under his fingertips. He gave a low groan, a testament to his pleasure.

"You can take it, my little vixen. You belong to me, only me. No one else can make you feel as good as I do, can they? Tell me, tell me how good I make you feel," He demanded, his voice laced with desire and dominance. His thrusts became even more forceful with each stroke, driving deeper into you.

You whimpered and moaned, arching your back impossibly more for your lover. A mixture of pleasure and pain overwhelmed your senses, causing you to dig your nails deeper into his back, struggling to keep up with his demanding pace. 

"You- You make me feel so good," You managed to gasp out in between breaths, your voice shakey and filled with need. "No one else can- ah~ Nobody can compare to you, my love. Only you can make me feel this."

Your skin bruised under Bi Han's harsh grip, his possessiveness and jealousy fueling his actions. He reveled in the power he held over you, his thrusts becoming more aggressive as he claimed you as his own. The room echoed with the sounds of our bodies colliding, and his grunts of pleasure mingled with your occasional whimper of pain.

You felt your release near, but so could Bi Han. Your moans were almost screams of pleasure, your breathing heavy.

Suddenly, he slowed his thrusts, slow strokes taking over. He let go of the headboard. Instead, his hand went down to grasp your hair. He refused to let you be satisfied until he claimed every inch of you. His grip on your hair tightened further, pulling your head back as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. "Not yet whore. I want to hear you beg for it. Beg for release. Beg for me to finish inside you," he growled.

Unable to deny him, you whimpered and pleaded. Your voice filled with desperation. "Please... Please, Bi Han- I can't take anymore. Please let me cum. Let me feel your release," Your voice sounded so pathetic to Bi Han. He almost felt bad for you.

Pushing your head back down into the pillow, he held it there before viciously thrusting into you again. A cruel smile crossed his lips as he granted your plea. It was almost punishing as he brought you close to your release.

Finally, you reached your climax, screaming out Bi Han's name. You were almost sure others had heard it, but you were too pleased to care. Your legs shook violently as you rode out your release. Bi Han continued his relentless pace, his nearing climax driving him further, his thrusts even more forceful. 

"Bi Han," You whimpered, your body sensitive and overstimulated, still trembling from the intensity of your pleasure. "I-I can't," You spoke, muffled, your voice filled with exhaustion and desperation. 

But he seemed determined to claim you. Without a warning, he flipped you onto your back. "You're mine, remember? I decide when you've had enough," He snarled, his hand snaking their way to your face to grip your jaw tightly. His pace quickened, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his own release, seemingly unaffected by your pleas. Your legs were on his shoulders now, his other hand grabbing your thigh.

You grabbed at the sheets beneath you, your body trembling. As Bi Han finally reached his own climax, his grip on your jaw released, instead going to hold both your thighs. You felt him spill inside you, his cold liquids painting your walls white and marking you as his own.

Guess who's gonna give him a son soon.

[hunterwritings]

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝-𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 | 𝐛𝐢-𝐡𝐚𝐧

pairing: bi-han x gn!reader summary: you spar with bi-han and he helps fix you up afterwards. warnings: violence, small mention of blood + injury, mention of needle, slightly suggestive (?) | wc: 2884 notes: I love writing fight scenes

"you have learned nothing." Bi-han's voice rang in your ears as he shook his head.

You groaned as your palms pressed firmly on the concrete floor. "Have you slept through every other lesson I've taught you?" He sarcastically asks, raising his eyebrow to show a tinge of emotion on his face. It was hard to tell how Bi-han felt most of the time, both because of his cold aura and the mask the covers his face.

"How could I possibly be sleeping if I am fighting you?" You rhetorically remark, the smallest bit of venom in your voice. He scoffs at you, hiding a smirk behind his mask. "If that is what you call a fight, you will never survive on the battlefield." You rolled your eyes at his comment, pushing yourself back up onto your feet. A deep exhale fell from your nose as you saw Bi-han hold his fists back up, preparing to spar you once more. You mentally groan before reluctantly holding up your fists to mirror him.

The two of you had been sparring for almost two hours now. You had gotten a couple hits on him, but overall Bi-han remains victorious (as always). Although you were exhausted and your body could barely stand up on it's own, but you'd be damned before you admit that to bi-han. There was something about that man, something that made you not want to back down. Maybe it was the fact that he would rather die than admit he was beaten, maybe just that thought alone made you want to beat him. Maybe you'd find joy in seeing the grandmaster of the Lin Kuei fall from your hand. You tried to push that thought down, feeling as if you were a bad person by it even crossing your mind; but there was some truth to it.

Snapping back into reality, you inched closer to him, wondering who was going to make the first hit. To no one's surprise, it was Bi-han. He lunged towards you, trying to grab ahold of your arms. You swiftly dodged and ducked down, raising your fist to meet his abdomen, causing him to slightly step back. A bit of arrogance flows through you every time you get a hit on him.

He groans before spinning his body and jumping to kick your face. With the force he hit you with, your body flies back and you land on your back once again. You winced, not being able to register the pain before Bi-han was stomping towards you. He grabs one of your ankles and yanks your body towards him. You quickly raise your free leg to hit against his chest. He doesn't move much from the force you had struck him with, but just enough for his grip on your other ankle to falter, causing you to raise your leg up and knee him in the chest.

A pained groan escapes his lips, his hand covering his chest. He was discombobulated just long enough for you to sit up and get a direct hit on his face, causing him to wobble backwards, still on his knees and now holding a hand over his cheek. You jump back up onto your feet and move towards him. He turns his head up to look as you try to strike him again, multiple times he blocks with his forearms. As you lung towards him, trying to strike, he ducks and hits you directly in your abdomen as you had done to him earlier. You inhaled deeply as you stumbled back and held a hand over your stomach. As you quickly tried to gather yourself, Bi-han stood to his feet and struck you harshly on your cheek, causing you to stumble further back.

He could tell you were exhausted. He saw how you were barely stable and how your mind was clouded; but he also saw how you weren't backing down. Though he'd never tell you, he admired the ambition you had. He loved how you fought your best, even against the great grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, not fearing him. Although he had this admiration for your fighting, he surely wasn't going to go easy on you. He wanted you to be stronger, more powerful; he knew you had the potential.

An angry grunt leaving your lips, you dove towards him, lifting your leg to hit on his side. He blocked your leg and quickly brought his other arm up to block the attack from one of your arms. He grabbed ahold of your wrist, pulling you towards him and reaching both his arms under your own and resting his palms on the back of your neck to leave you incapacitated. The position of his body pressed tightly against yours and his large biceps between your head had various thoughts running through your mind. Was it this easy for him to leave you incapacitated? This easy for him to manhandle you?

"Now where was this speed and strength in our other sessions?" He leaned his head down to your ear. Snapping back into reality, you scoffed at his comment. Oh now you have to beat him.

You squatted down and wrapped your ankle around his, sweeping his leg up and causing him and yourself to fall onto the ground. He groaned as his head hit the ground. Before he could react, you turned and struck him on the face to leave him addled for just a moment longer as you wrapped your legs on either side of his chest. You grabbed one of his daggers from the holster of his uniform. You grip the handle of it tightly between both of your hands and hold it just barely above the skin of his exposed neck. Even though your hands shook as you did, your grip tightened as you stared him down. Wide eyes look up at you, beginning to glare. He knew you wouldn't use the dagger on him, you believed in tradition and rules. He knew that this was merely a show of intimidation; you telling him that the session was over.

"Well done." He compliments, his eyes squinting up at you. A dry laugh left your lips as you breath heaved heavily as you sat up straight on top of him. Now he was the one with improper thoughts flooding his mind, the picture of you above him, sweat falling from your neck and your chest moving up and down as you caught your breath. His eyes shot away from you as he mentally cursed himself out.

As you caught your breath, Bi-han gripped your waist and turned you over until you were the one with your back on the ground and he was on top of you. Before you could reach up to combat him, he pinned your wrists down onto the ground above your head. You stopped trying to fight and just laughed as you looked up at him. "You just have to have the last laugh, huh?" You wittingly said.

He didn't respond, only tilting his head and raising an eyebrow to you. You let your head fall back fully onto the ground, fully exposing your neck up to him.

This view of you was driving Bi-han crazy.

Him on top of you, pinned by his strength and you letting him completely overpower you. He gulped as various profane thoughts purged his mind. He hummed before releasing your wrists and standing up to his feet, keeping his eyes away from you for his own sanity. "Get up." He said, now reverting his eyes back to you, not moved from the position you were previously in.

'Heh, I don't think I could move even if I wanted to." You chuckled, not even opening your eyes. Your body was completely out of energy and you would rather lie there than walk to a bed.

He rolled his eyes before bending down and reaching his arms firmly behind your knees and behind your back. He picked you up with ease and held you in his arms. A bit surprised by his actions, a small bit of fluster fell on your cheeks, "Aw, you're so sweet." You joked as you laid your head against his chest. He huffed before quickly threw you up and held your body over his left shoulder, causing you to yelp in surprise of the movement. Not only did he move you because of your comment, but he was worried you would hear the rapid beats of his heart if you continued to lie your head on his chest.

He kept a tight grip on your waist while his other hand gripped your thigh. He walked with you over his shoulder into the temple and into the dining hall. He gently slumped you down from his shoulder and back into his arms, before setting you down onto one of the dining chairs. "Thanks for the ride." You joked as he just rolled his eyes. He turned around and walked away, you assumed he had other things to do and just brought you inside so you wouldn't freeze to death outside.

As your body was still exhausted, you dropped your head down onto the table and groaned. As you leaned forward, you felt a sharp pain in your thigh, causing you to sit up quickly. You looked down at your leg and noticed a gauge through the seams of your pants and an open wound on your skin. "Shit." you cursed under your breath, wondering how you didn't see this before. You could only assume that you were so focused on fighting Bi-han that you didn't notice the injury in your leg. You wondered how you may have gotten it: Maybe from the spikes on Bi-han's shoulder pads? Or maybe the dagger on his belt sliced you as you attacked him?

You didn't let the curiosity take over, it didn't really matter how it happened. As you stared down at the wound that had left small red stains in your dark grey pants, you hear heavy footsteps approaching. You look up to see Bi-han holding a small bowl of soup that he set on the table in front of you. "You're injured?" He asks, noticing you examining your leg.

"I didn't notice it before, must've happened when we were sparring." You try to brush it off and pay more attention to the fact that Bi-han brought you food. "Is this for me?" You ask, holding the warm bowl in your hands.

"Yes." He firmly said, humming before turning and walking away once again, assuming he is leaving for good this time.

"Thank you!" You say with a chuckle as he walks away. It wasn't uncommon for Bi-han to do small things like this, you believed it was his way of saying 'good job' without actually having to utter the words. In recent times, Bi-han was doing more acts for you: making you food, teaching you more fighting techniques, etc. You knew it was nothing serious, but had the cryomancer's frozen heart began to melt? You thought you being too full of yourself and didn't think much of it.

You took a few sips of the soup prepared in front of you, still not fully grasping the fact that the grandmaster of the Lin Kuei was the one to provide it for you. It was only a minute you had to try the soup before the same heavy footsteps approached you again. This time, looking up to see a mask less Bi-han, holding various items in his hand that looked like stitching materials and the other was a small bottle. You raised your eyebrow, was he really about to provide you with material to treat your wounds? You could tell he was being more giving lately, but this was new. He pulled up a chair next to you, scooching closer to you as he sat the materials on the table.

One of his large hands reached down on your thigh while the other had a small pair of scissors that he started cutting the open rip on your pants further, careful to not hit your skin.

"What are you doing?" You asked curiously. You deflected any concern in your voice, knowing that he wasn't going to hurt you; plus, you didn't want to make him nervous.

"Are you ignorant?" He bites, looking up at you. All you could do was give him a dry laugh, gazing at his dark brown eyes. "This will get infected if not treated." He adds on, turning his attention back to your leg.

"I can treat my own wounds, Bi-han." You smile and shake your head. He doesn't look up at you, just grumbles and continues. What did you think he was going to do? Admit that he wanted to help you? Both you and Bi-han know that he would rather die than admit something like that. Well, it wasn't like you were going to stop him either; this was almost prideful for you. You could tell that Bi-han was becoming kinder towards you without saying it.

You just kept a smile on your face and watched him. He cut open the break in your fabric large enough to fully see the gauge and the skin around the cut. He sits up and grabs a small cloth and the bottle he was previously holding. He pours a bit of the liquid onto the cloth and looks at you, your eyes already fixated on his. "This will burn." He warns. His expression is no longer cold, it is relaxed.

"Okay." You nodded, knowing it was some kind of alcohol to disinfect the cut. One of your hands grabbed ahold of the back of your chair and the other held tightly onto one of Bi-han's biceps. He'd be lying if he said his heart didn't flutter a bit when the callouses of your hand was on his arm. God, why did he feel that way? Was he really so full of admiration that he would go crazy anytime you barely touched him? Maybe he really is going soft.

Bi-han quickly pressed the cloth to your wound and heard you grit your teeth together as he felt pressure increase on his arm. Luckily, the tiredness and aching in your body was somewhat distracting you from the pain in your leg. You exhaled through your nose, leaning forward to press your forehead against his shoulder; you didn't care if he pushed you away or insulted you. But to your surprise, he did neither of those things, just took a deep breath in and out.

You wished to stay in this position, partly because you were still exhausted but also because you liked being so close to Bi-han. Seeing a softer side to him was foreign, but most certainly not unwelcome. This was interrupted when you felt an icy cold pressure on your leg that caused you to sit up. You looked at him with almost an annoyed emotion until you saw no malice in his expression. "Trying to numb it best I can." He explained, having two of his fingers on either side of your wound, covered in ice.

"Just don't give me frostbite." You chuckled and you swore you could almost see a smirk on his lips.

After staying in the position for a few minutes, the ice subsided from his fingers and he removed them, only to grab the needle with a small piece of thread tied to the end of it. You groaned, knowing that he was going to stich up your wound. Before leaning down to closer view your gauge, he looked up at you with soft eyes almost as a signal that it was going to hurt. Fortunately, Bi-han numbing your skin was enough for it to barely hurt. You sighed in relief as he pulled the needle in and out until your cut was completely sewn together. He cut the end of the thread and set the needle and scissors down on the table. "You are fine?" He asked, more of question than a statement. "Yeah, I'm good." You nodded, not moving your eyes away from his. If it weren't obvious you were in awe of him, it sure was now.

His eyes kept darting from yours and away, you could tell he didn't know how to continue.

"Thank you for helping me Bi-han, I really appreciate it." You assure him, now his eyes glaring back at yours. He just hummed in response before standing up and grabbing your bowl of soup that was now empty. "Do not let it get infected." He said, gesturing at your leg. "I will not." You respond with a smile. He nodded before turning around and leaving for the last time.

"We will fight again tomorrow, do not think you can be egotistical now that you've won once." He remarks, stopping for a moment to turn to you.

"Of course not, Grandmaster." You laughed and tilted your head. Now, you could see a clear smile on his face, not a wide smile but not a smirk either. You assumed it fell the moment that he turned back around and walked away, but unknown to you, the smile stayed on his face as he walked all the way back to the inner workings of the temple.

[johnkahner]

Bi-Han x Reader drabble

AN: This is my first time writing anything for Mortal Kombat. Also, not all that experienced in writing. I'll try my best to improve my writing. This hasn't been proof read.

Notes: Gender-Neutral reader, Minors DO NOT interact, Suggestive Themes (nothing actually happens tho), and soft Bi-Han (well only to you lol)

It was an early morning. The light was beginning to shine through the window of their bedroom. Bi-Han’s arms are holding his spouse in place. He’s in a deep sleep. His lover is slowly waking up. Wiggling trying to free themselves from the grasp of the cryomancer to start their morning. 

However, his sleeping form has different plans. He wraps his partner even closer to his body. Their body warming the cold man. Kissing his lips and giving them a little nibble. Bi-Han mumbles when they do this. Slowly opening his eyes to see his other half looking at him. 

“Qīn, just stay in bed for now”

“Bi-Han. We need to get up.”

“Let’s stay in bed a little longer.” He moves one of his arms to cup their face. He lowers his face to kiss his love. He slips his tongue into their mouth. A heated makeout session begins. He rolls over to get on top of his spouse. 

His elbows being placed by their head. Hips grinding. The room filled with grunts and moans. Before things could truly get too heated in the moment. There is a knock at their door. Leaving one last kiss on his lover’s lips. He huffs in annoyance. 

“Who is it?”

“Grandmaster, it’s Sektor. An emergency happened. We need your assistance. I’ll explain more on the way there.”

“I’ll be there in a moment.” He grumbles. The two get up, and begin to dress to begin their day. Once they are completely ready. His spouse heads to the door, but Bi-Han grabs their wrist. Pulling them close to his body. Putting his mouth to their ear, in his low raspy voice he says, 

“Don’t think this is over just yet. We’ll finish this tonight.” He then kisses them on the lips and pulls away to leave the room. Listening to what Sektor said was a problem. Leaving his lover anticipating what would be happening later that night.

[yanderestarangel]

HEADKANONS MK1 | LIN KUEI BROTHERS | "WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE TO F*CK ON A RAINY DAY WITH THEM?"

TW: somnophilia, oral sex f!re., blowjob, rough sex, slow sex, creampie, sex without a condom, vaginal sex, smut, porn plot, afab reader, no pronouns used besides "you".

✦ BI HAN ✦

I really think that Bi Han gives off a vibe that loves rainy days because they are peaceful and refreshing, but mainly because they are the best for fucking you, in this headcanon a rainy day with him would be on the day that he would also be off from his obligations as Grandmaster, you two would wake up late, but you would wake up first and decide to surprise your husband, realizing how tired he was, every day Bi Han would go to be Grandmaster Liu Kuei and you didn't know if he would come back alive for another mission, then seeing the man's dick in his gray sweatpants while his bare and defined chest slowly rose and fell you had an idea, with Bi Han slowly opening his eyes and soon seeing you between his legs sucking him, his dick in your mouth, the big, thick cock with a huge vein on the right side pulsing throughout his member.

The man would be scared holding the sheets a little tighter seeing his eyes closed while sucking his huge member while fixing his eyes on his face, while the volume went to his cheeks taken by the man's speed and need for release, the grand master You soon felt your orgasm coming, gently hitting your head, making you stand up, seeing your husband's eyes shine with lust, he then threw you hard on the bed, tearing your clothes in the process, putting his hands on the waistband of your pants, taking them off. completely, his dick hit your abdomen hard, you whimpered beneath him, wet, looking for release, slowly moving back and forth on the man's defined thigh, rubbing your clitoris while Bi Han watched the scene, until he lost patience and stuck his entire member in. you once and for all, making you moan desperately as you felt the man's cock hit your uterus, filling you completely, going back and forth as he squeezed your waist, leaving the mark of his fingers on your abdomen, his moans were even animalistic, they were rough sounds that made you shiver as he fucked you and the cold breeze of the rain hugged your hot and sweaty body, you really loved having that man to yourself, there, you felt your orgasm come moaning desperately and trembling on the big man's cock above of you who soon released his load inside you, brutally then placing two fingers inside your pussy while not letting a single drop of cum come out.

✦ KUAI LIANG ✦

This man would be an extremely light sleeper, with all the worries he has he wouldn't sleep a few nights and by knowledge it started to rain, Liang had a lot of things on his mind but the main one was protecting you, Kuai saw you as a sweet, defenseless little boy/girl, even if you weren't, he would treat you like that, he sat on the balcony right away watching the rain fall from the tiles and hit the ground, he was in your room looking at your half-naked body between sheets warm and comfortable enough for the prince/princess of him, oh heavens how this man loves taking care of you. He watches you move on the bed while moaning softly, soon realizing that you had some kind of erotic dream about him, he would help you cum, placing his thick fingers at the entrance to your pussy, exploring your clitoris with his mouth, making you tremble above him, the man's eyes shone with lust and beauty, you were the most beautiful thing in Liang's life, but you were even more beautiful when he came all over your abdomen.

You slowly wake up seeing your husband below you fucking you with his tongue and fingers, you can't even think straight, seeing your husband fucking you so well from the outside, moaning his name, Kuai Liang finally sees that you have woken up, rising towards you as his penis marks your box, the man shows his defined body with scars on his back and arms, making you sigh and tighten at the scene, he will release the own cock in his boxers, while making sure you were lubricated and comfortable enough, entering you slowly the feeling of Kuai Liang filling you was overwhelming, he would moan in your ear, whispering how good you made him feel, while the rain still falling outside mixed with the sound of the two of you moaning. He would thrust into your pussy a few times, while quickly pulling his dick out, cumming on your stomach with a series of praises and moans.

[flowerbroom]

MDNI‼️

Headcanons (?) or hard thoughts

BI-HAN • Sub-Zero

Status: unedited

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Bi Han is rough.

Sex with him is on a different level.

Uses his powers for sure. Either on purpose or by accident.

He feeling it too, but is mostly focusing on you and how you’re taking him.

Shy reader - praise with a teaspoon bit of degradation.

Brat reader - full degradation - a salt of praise.

Always on top, if not, he’s f*ucking into you as you get tired from bouncing on him. Reverse cowgirl and cowgirl for the win-

Cowgirl - He loves seeing your hole begin to swell, your lube hole leaving a ring of c*m at the base of his c*ck.

Reverse Cowgirl - oh boy…. He sees the way your hole tightens around him, your sweaty bubble butt hitting his lower abdomen repeatedly.

If you lose energy, he’ll grab your ripped underwear that was still around your waist and placed off to the side resting around your butt. He’ll grab the wet and sweaty fabric, slamming and thrusting his hip into you again. Casein your orgasm and his.

“N…Not fairrr…” words slurred, as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, nearly eye crossing.

He’ll make you whine, whimper, moan, pant-

After cowgirl, he switch the position after seeing you struggling.

Doggy to Flatiron

His body is larger then yours. He’s stronger. His hands would be above your shoulders, squeezing the bed’s sheets as ice began to form under his palm.

You’re loud. Your bubble butt hitting his thighs and hips. Hitting your weakest spots repeatedly. You even bit into the sheet to muffle it but to no avail.

“I’m gonna-” your pleas muffled by you biting into the sheets. You gripped the sheet hard as your body bounced up and down against the large rich bed, the headboard hitting the wall repeatedly.

Hand coverrrrrr-

You whined, moaned, whimpered close to your orgasm. The levels of your voice alarmed Bi Han almost immediately.

He back against yours, his hand covers your mouth aggressively as he works his hips even more. His head near yours.

“Stop being so loud, you’re gonna get us caught…” he growled into your ear. You could only whimper into his hand, tears began to form in your eyes.

“B…bi-” suddenly he grabs that back of your head, slamming your whole face into the pillow, this way, no one can hear you but him.

“To much..?” He teased, mat-pressing you now…

More then one round - maybe 3-4 rounds.

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That’s all I got. Part 2?

FLOWERBROOM

[m-beloved]

Bi-Han is a sad character to me. Not in the "Oh poor insecure baby who cries himself to sleep :(" type of sad, but sad as in he's always going to be alone or evil in some way due to how his fate can never truly be changed no matter what changes are made. He's doomed by the narrative to always suffer and have nobody and there's something beautiful in an ugly sad way about it.

Anyways I want him in my bed. The way that if he was left alone in a room with me I'd jump on his dick and not get off until the skin started peeling.

[bihansthot]

You shift your weight in the cryomancer’s lap as you slot your lips against his. A chill instantly runs through you as his cold lips make contact with your soft plush ones. No matter how many times you kiss the cryomancer you can never get over the exhilarating feeling the cold brings. You part your lips with a sigh of his name as you feel his persistent tongue dancing along the seam of your lips. His tongue is slippery and cold but full of promises of pleasure as you bring your tongue to dance with his. Your hands card through his long silken hair earning a pleasured groan from the cryomancer. The sound is like music to your ears as you moan loudly into his mouth, hips shifting impatiently, grinding yourself against the growing bulge in his pants.

A loud cough causes both of you to stop dead in your tracks.

“Brother, Father wants to see you, he said it was urgent,” Kuai Liang says softly, cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Bi-Han lets out what you can only assume are a string of curses in his native Chinese before leveling his icy gaze at his brother. “Can’t you see I’m busy?”

“Bi-Han, go to him, he’s dying, this might be the last time you see him,” you try and reason with the annoyed cryomancer.

“Good. Let him die. He doesn’t deserve the comfort of my presence,” Bi-Han snarls angrily, the pain and hurt of years of abuse evident in his blue-ish brown eyes.

You whisper sweet promises of making love until dawn if he does this one last thing for you and because he loves you more than even his own pride he agrees to see his Father but doesn’t promise to make peace. You kiss his cheek and tell him you’re proud of him and will wait for him back in his room as the two of you exit the Grandmaster’s throne room and go your separate ways.

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I don’t know what this is or if it is going anywhere I just wanted to write a sweet little kiss between the reader and Bi-Han but it got a little angsty which is so not my thing. So, yeah 🤷🏼‍♀️ enjoy a little soft time with Bi-Han before Kuai Liang and Papa Zero ruin all the fun? Basically I was just daydreaming about kissing Bi-Han.

[koisuko]

Could I request the Lin Kuei Trio with a God reader? For more context, Reader is the god of the moon and the Lin Kuei could be a clan who worshipped them? And one day, reader decides to descend to aid Liu Kang for something and the boys end up meeting the god they worship

This took way too long, couldn’t find the motivation. It’s 1 am and suddenly it hit me >:)

Tw: none, fluff, these boys are smitten on sight, gn

It had long been known, for centuries the Lin Kuei worshipped the god of the moon, the night, and the sign of change. The god represented the ways of the Lin Kuei, how day by day they served their purpose with grace and power, never once failing a task. The clan never knew, but the god was watching them, a smile on their face as they heard their prayers.

You watched for centuries as the clan grew, in number and in strength, serving alongside Liu Kang in the protection of Earthrealm. You offered help where you could, assisting from the background and keeping your distance from the mortals themselves. You knew all to well how easily corrupt mortals could become, fearing your reveal could lead to a catastrophic end to the clan.

A gentle voice rang in your ears, an all too familiar god of fire sending a prayer for your assistance. Knowing Liu Kang, he would only request direct help from you if the need was drastic. He was capable of doing many things on his own, but required your aid on rare occasion.

You swiftly left the safety of your temple. Your attire flowing elegantly on the ground behind you, cascading down your back in a watery display of silk. You felt the rays of the moon touch your porcelain skin, fueling the ethereal glow in the intricate patterns imbedded into your arms, a visible representation of your power displayed in inky artistry.

Two pillars stood before you, orbs sat atop the pillars illuminating the room in a dim white radiance, resembling the moon itself. You wave your hands, moonlight rays flow from your fingers, forming a bright portal between the pillars, swirling in a mesmerizing display and humming a song of the night.

Stepping through, you were greeted with a familiar smile, "Lord Liu Kang, it's a pleasure to see you old friend." He tipped his head as a sign of respect and greeting, causing you to mirror his welcoming gesture. "y/n, I truly appreciate your aid in my cause, shall we discuss?" He moved to the side, sweeping his hand and gesturing to the academy behind him.

Upon entering, the ground once bustling with activity, now fell silent as you and Liu Kang walked side by side. The monks pause their training, turning to pay respects to your presence with a bow. "There are a few who wish to meet you." He kept the comforting smile on his face, his eyes directed in front of him as we neared the main temple, "I look forward to it, Liu Kang."

The grand doors of the temple creaked open, behind it revealing the familiar faces of the Lin Kuei. The sudden thump of your heart hammered against your chest, worry masked by a calm and stoic expression. That fear of corruption once again lurked in the back of your mind, shadowing the confidence you harbored for the future. “Bi-han, Kuai Liang, Tomas,” Liu Kang gestures to each man before you as he spoke, “this is y/n, the god of the moon.” You watched each of their reactions individually, carefully studying the surprise and awe in their eyes.

You could see the excitement masked by their need to remain professional. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” you placed a hand over your heart, bowing your head slowly. When you lifted your head back up, you were met with the three of them knelt on one knee, with their heads low in respect. Of the three, it was a surprise to see Bi-han so quick to kneel before someone with no sign of reluctance. “Please, there is no need,” your voice rang in their ears like wind chimes. They were sure to remember your face, your beauty and elegance.

As they all rose, all except one gave a stoic stare. Tomas, his eyes averted elsewhere, darting around rapidly to avoid eye contact. His features were graced with the hues of a blush. It made you giggle, causing him to blush even deeper.

Clasping your hands in front of you, you sighed, breathing in the comfortable silence. “Now,” Liu Kang suddenly cut in, “shall we continue?”

Note: apologies if this is short, it’s been in my drafts for ages and I wanted to finish it the best I can despite losing motivation for it.

[buggyjuggie]

The lin kuei trio + johnny,raiden and kung lao with a figure skating reader?⛸️

──★ ˙ ̟The Lin kuei trio + Johnny, Raiden and Kung lao x GN! Figure skating reader

「 ✦ Bi-han ✦ 」

* Ok i known it might seem obvious that ice powers = good at figure skating but i dont think Bi han is good at it…like at all

* I don’t know this idea is kinda funny to me he tries ,then fails, gets mad and says he’ll never do it again ( if you plead with him enough he’ll try and the cycle repeats)

* Just like with the skater headcanon he has to watch from the sidelines

* Tho as an act of service (hc: his love language) he cleans your skates, makes sure they are up to code and sharpens them.

* Like with Thomas back in they’re childhood he helps you practice by changing the ground into ice.

「 ✦ Kuai liang ✦ 」

* I would say Kua liang is decent at figure skating. Not disastrous like Bi han but also not 10/10 like Thomas

* He enjoys just skating in circles slowly while talking to you

* Just make sure to help him if he ever falls down so that he doesn’t melt the ice out of embarrassment

* He tries to attend every competition that your in but if he’s busy he leaves some flowers and a note for you

* Is the most supportive partner ever gives hugs, kisses, praises and so on after shows.

「 ✦ Smoke/Thomas ✦ 」

*As stated in Kuai liangs sections he’s a GOD at figure skating, it’s practically his secret talent

* Both of you tend to get competitive and try to out do each other

*He sometimes overdoes the spins in an effort to win against you and makes himself dizzy

* During his childhood would pleade with Bihan to turn the ground to ice so he could practice (Bi han caved but then messed with Thomas and made him fall)

* Like Kuai liang he tries to show up to every competition that your in. Even makes those supportive homemade posters

* He tends to embarrass you sometimes but it’s out of love so you can’t get mad at him.

「 ✦ Johnny Cage ✦ 」

* If you compete in any skating competitions your trophies go next to his

* He even sometimes cleans them for you

* Is always posting pictures or videos of either you performing or practicing to his socials

* You now have stan accounts dedicated to you and your carrier thanks to him

* If he ever has to play a roll that includes figure skating your phone better NOT be on silent because your the first person he’s calling up

* Takes you ice skates and costume shopping and yes he does get you custom everything as a surprise

「 ✦ Raiden ✦ 」

* I feel like Raiden is less than average when it comes to figure skatting

* He doesn’t fall on his ass all the time but he still has to use a skating aid or hold on to you

* Like Kuai liang likes just slow skatting around the ring and talking or in silence while taking in your presence

* After competitions takes you to Madam Bo’s even if you didn’t win he still wants to show that you should still be proud of yourself

* Once your done with practice if he sees that your cold he gives you his jacket and always carries a thermos with hot tea to keep you warm.

(Oh my god this gif)

「 ✦ Kung lao ✦ 」

* Tries to act like he isn’t but he’s scared

* After a bit of practice slowly starts to get the hang of things

* Once he’s good enough to be on his own first thing he learns is how to do a hockey stop just to annoy you

* Always brags to people about how cool you are and the amount of awards you’ve won

* Tried to write a message for you on ice ussing his hat but forgot that the skattes also leave marks so it just ended up being unreadable (you still appreciate the thought at least)

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And another request done ! I had so much fun with this one like my brain was filled with ideas i managed to finish this in only a day and again i really enjoys doing this one :3