#Fujin deserves the very best and more

[loverofthewindgod]

Tis a very special day for a very special man...

At the Sky Temple, Fujin was spending his leisure in the library alongside a few other monks either reading, talking, or organizing the numerous books or scrolls. As Fujin strolled about, he overheard soft giggles and followed them to find Sienna reading with Asma and Celeste in a little cozy reading space.

"Papa!" Asma and Celeste noticed Fujin, their excitement being a bit too loud as some of the monks gestured to them to lower their voices and quietly raced into his arms to receive a welcoming hug with Sienna following suit, greeting her husband with a kiss.

"You all seem to be enjoying yourselves. Do you have room for one more?" Fujin teased.

"Haha, always, but actually wanna go for a walk? These two could use some fresh air." Sienna suggested, tickling the girls.

They strolled down the hall, chatting about each other's day, the funny stories that were read before they made it outside in the temple gardens. Confusion was all over Fujin's face as they stopped near a tree with a laid out blanket, a picnic basket, lots of balloons and a bunch of wrapped gifts.

"Uh, Sienna.. wha-"

"SUPRISE!!! Happy Father's Day!" Sienna, Asma, and Celeste exclaimed, with Aella and Rayan emerging from behind the tree, tackling Fujin down, while Haven climbed into his mother's arms and busted out the confetti with her.

For the next few hours, the family spent their wonderful afternoon enjoying homemade pound cake, playing a game or two of tag and charades, and ending the day with sunset gazing and opening presents.

"Oh, here! We made this for you, papa." Asma handed Fujin a box, which was revealed to be a collage decorated with handprints and hearts, containing special moments and titled, "We Love you, Papa. Always have, always will."

The children then gathered together as Sienna brought her guitar and together they sang:

🎵You are our sunshine, our only sunshine. You make us happy, when skies are gray. You'll never know, Dad, how much we love you. Please don't take our sunshine away.🎵

"We love you, Daddy!"

"Wow...just wow. I'm so touched. I too love you all so very much." Fujin softly chuckled as he held a hand to his eyes with a few happy tears streaming down.

Sienna teared up herself, watching the kids embrace their father in a big ol hug package. She joined in, feeling the joyfulness radiating from his heart and laid a gentle kiss upon his temple.

"Happy Father's Day, my love…"

There were no words that could fully describe what Fujin felt at that moment. His heart beamed with so much happiness. Being here with his family who were so eager and grateful to celebrate him was all too heartwarming for words. Was this all a dream? Does he truly deserve all of this? Was he really allowed to be blessed with this joyous moment? Respectfully in that order: No, most definitely, and hell to the absolute yeah.

Asma belongs to mah lovely @ninibear3000

Mama Sienna and WildWind babies belong to yours truly! ^_^

[sinimake]

MK1 is such a bizarre experience bc on one hand some characters have benefited a lot from the "universe reset" (Baraka, Reptile, even arguably Shao who is less than a muahahaha conquer villain but someone who actually seems to care about his realm?). Others kind of raise interesting questions, like Shang Tsung : is he doomed to be bad or can he be good for a change? (In the story he choses to become a snake-oil salesman before joining the imperial family + there is an Union of Light Shang Tsung so him being good is a thing that could happen).

But then, instead of using that full reset NRS just leaves some things the same? Like. It's a reset. In 2023/2023. That was the perfect moment for implementing some (maybe not lots) changes. Perhaps starting making Johnny canonically bi? Just a small ripple towards a bigger change? Instead of getting stuck in same old ways?

YOW EXACTLY

Things i loved about Mk1 change:

Mileena and Kitana sibling relationship

Rain's character design

Tanya and Mileena!!!!

Sindel being badass empress and outworld thriving in peace under her reign

Baraka and Syzoth on the good side!!

Kenshi's yakuza past

Geras and Liu Kang's friendship! Liu Kang actually treating Geras as his equal 🥺 and Geras being so loyal to him 😫😭

Shang Tsung's zitsy behavior

Lin Kuei brothers 🥺

What i hate:

Hanzo being a kid and essentially everything about him being handed to Kuai Liang

Kung Lao being the second best again

Raiden and Kitana romance

Mileena and Tanya having the barest screen time

Controversial opinionated rant down below

I hated that they essentially just switched Liu Kang and Raiden's places. I started MK1 right after MK11 that i was furious to see Raiden chosen as the champion (IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MY BOY KUNG LAO LET HIM SHINE ISTG) and then flirting with Kitana with Liu Kang's exact line (I hope we meet again under different circumstances)??? Tf??

I understand that some plot elements are too good to change but character romances? Don't replace one side of the pairing, then try to serve it to the audience again! Reboot should give us more variety of character designs, stories, dynamics, and relationships. Give us the genderbent, queer, poc characters BC YOU'RE NOT EVEN SACRIFICING ANYTHING when we literally have infinite alternative timelines you can recall classics from. For example, we have our human Raiden and old man titan Raiden. We can do variety. I wanna see female Fujin, i wanna see Scorpion Harumi and fighter Suchin, i want actual deserved queer representation in Kung Jin, and i. wanna. see. canon Johnshi!

My hypothesis is that NRS is gonna bring in mk children through dimensional travel so that they don't need to age up our current characters. I'm saying this to push my point further that we don't need to repeat romance plotlines (dont come at me. I have bais just as you have bais for ur fav old pairings)

Listen, i loved Sonya and Johnny in previous games, her and Cassie were a huge part of Johnny's character arc, but since Johnny is already maturing by the end of mk1, i don't see a point in Cageblade anymore (very controversial but it's my blog so i will yap as much as i want) We are not erasing anything by possibly making Johnny queer. Johnny and Sonya can be married in different timeline and Cassie is still their child. If anything, we are enriching the character, expanding the universe. Really, I don't wanna buy the exact same game story in different graphics. I don't want to see Suchin die again just to serve Kenshi and Takeda's dynamic.

And don't even get me started again on heteronormality of the game. We have 6 realms that have diverse variety of biological and sociological configurations AND YOU'RE TELLING ME THEY ARE ALL HETEROSEXUAL?? NRS is a fucking pussy for not having enough queer representation. They think they can give us vague "blink, you will miss it" moments and move on. There are so many high selling good games with good lgbtq characters. Literal 2023's the game of the year, BG3 is so fucking gay that it's off to space and you're telling me that NRS is just going 🥺👉👈 but our fans 🥺👉👈

Anyways, NRS can eat shit and Johnshi for the president 🤘

[arttrampbelle]

A Raiden Blurb.

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Have a lord Raiden blurb. For no reason other than he need love,deserves better and gives me comfort.

I apologize in advance if this is self indulgent. But he's comfort character(i self ship with him too but he's mostly comfort character, i find peace with raiden fr. I ask myself sometime wwlrd? Or what wisdom would he give me in this scenario?).So I'm writing this sorta bias. So srry not srry.

Also apologizes if this isn't the best,it's been a bit since i actually wrote. But i hope you enjoy regardless.

Cw:hurt/comfort,angst,fluff,self indulgent. Not an x reader. Also slight mentions of past deaths,not anyone in particular just death in general(dunno if that is important or a tw but i wanted to mention it),mentions of my hcs for shang. If i missed anything let me know plz.

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I sat down on my terrace patio of my apartment,listening to the rain,it felt heavy. Some tea in my hands. Warmth of the steam fills my nose upon my face. Somber thoughts race through my mind.

A few years ago i was thrusted into a world,a world of constant danger. Mortal men and women fighting each other to death for some cosmic war i never wanted to be a part of. I was fine being ignorant to it all. Living life as i was...and yet. I wouldn't have met the people i have. Wonderful people. People that have fueled my very soul and shaken my worldview to it's core. Made me grow,learn,see farther than i ever dreamed.

And yet,that looming danger. That hunger. It knaws at me. That voice in the back of my mind.

"Do it,you know you love it. Doesn't it thrill you? Don't you like how it sounds?...how it feels against your knuckles as it's crimson luster flows across your skin. The feel of power and strength. The way that victory tastes. And defeat only makes you crave it more?" This feeling I've never felt. This world that i have been apart of for a good time now. Never truly leaves. Even when peace surrounds me. Even when i am home...am i truly? Who am i truly? What have i become or am becoming? It terrifies me. But not because of the craving for violence. Or the thrill kombat gives me. But because it doesn't bother me,it should. But it doesn't.

What should be an easy task to decide,for any sane moral person. Is difficult.

I sought some answers,and if anything comfort of another.

I finished my tea. Got up. And put on my boots and coat. Grabbed my umbrella. And went to the temple. I lived on the city limits but still was an easy walk to the temple that was near.

The temple of lord raiden. God of thunder,protector of earthrealm. Or as normal people call it....earth. yeah i know,confusing right? It was for me too the first time.

As i approached the temple gates. The torii. They loom with dark red. I can hear the soft sounds of the chimes and temple bells. Prayers of monks. And the serenity of this place.

However,no matter the peace. The welcoming faces and smiles. I still felt like i wasn't even on this planet. Lost in my own realm if that makes any sense. But i chalk that up to my anxiety,as i always tell myself. But im sure lord raiden would see right through that shit.

But i needed to talk to him. If anything just to tell me "you're overthinking,you need rest,something...tell me something."

I don't usually pray,i don't go to temples outside of with any neighbors or out of courtesy. I'm not heavily religious,i do believe in spirits and am open minded. As all things have a merit of truth to it. But this...praying to an actual deity i could touch,feel,talk to,as if they knew me and my soul since birth yet never really knew me. It's terrifying. But more so because of how at ease i felt with him. And how familiar he felt. Like a long lost friend.

His brother is much the same. Lord fujin,god the winds. But he is on a whole nother level of intense. I walked up to the shrine. Paid my tribute. Lit the incense,and bowed deeply once. Clapped my hands together and took a deep breath. In my prayer i asked for lord raiden to come visit me. To give me wisdom and insight. Comfort of my own storm inside my mind. The questions that burned still.

As i prayed. I could sense the incense getting dim in the dark but serene temple shrine.

It went out,smoke loomed and whisped.

Swirls of the smoke formed a face and a flash sparked in front of me. Not a large boom but a quick flash of light. Like the spark of the burning incense ignited in front of me and formed him.

Lord raiden. He stood before me,manifested.

A very tall man. Long white hair trailed down,slight waves of silver glinted in the strands. Eyes that glowed softy. A very silver-blue tint. With flickers of electricity in them,but soft...like the rain. A golden tint to his skin. Otherworldly yet so...human. tattoos of thunderstorms and swirling clouds laces his exposed arms. A sleeveless training gi he wore. White and grey. His presence never ceases to leave me in awe. Even after these many years of my mortal life.

"Lord raiden,i have come to ask of you humbly of your wisdom" i said with a slight shake in my voice as i bowed deep in respects.

He laughed as he crossed his arms and then sighed.

"You don't have to do that,you can just ask me. I told you i dislike formality outside of where it is nessicary. Especially from my former pupils"

*sigh* "but i appreciate it. As this is a temple."

I thanked him. Bowing again out of habit.

"Lord raiden....i wish to ask you some things that have been bothering me."

Raiden then looked at me with a smile.

"Of course,but let us speak about it somewhere more private" he led me to a tea house. The rain around us seeming falling away like we were in a bubble of energy....Still freaks me out.

He opened the shoji screen took off his sandels and so did i. We stepped inside and sat down.

Raiden got two cups,and poured the tea.

"Now,what is it that is bothering you krista?"

"You don't normally come to the temple so formally. In fact. I just hear you call my name and fujin my brother tells me. Our visits aren't this formal."

I sipped the tea,still shaking from nerves.

"L-lord raiden. I am going to be honest. And i apologize if I'm so blunt....but I'm absolutely terrified"

Lord raiden looks at me with concern but speaks with a calming tone.

"I can see that. Remember to breathe. You know i would never bring you harm or discomfort my dear."

"Now,what is it that is terrifying you? Making you so anxious as to call upon a god in an abnormal way for a practical woman such as yourself?"

I sat down the tea cup. Took a deep breath,slightly tearing up as i do. I hate sensory overload of my mind. I could sense he knew this. Hence the more private and quieter place of the teahouse.

"Lord raiden. I have been plagued with feelings. Feelings i am not sure if i should be feeling."

"After the tournament and returning to a swmi normal life. I have been feeling these on and off cravings for kombat. For violence. And i know that i fight for whats right. And to help protect my home. As you,many masters and many of my friends have done. But these feelings. I'm scared that i love kombat too much. That it doesn't bother me as much as it should. I've been told even by that sorcerer,shang tsung i have a nurturing soul. But if that's so? Why do i relish in kombat?"

Raiden sighed. Put down his cup. Took a breath and looked at me.

In the most serious but most insightful words he's ever spoken to me,said.

"Krista. I know of too well of how you feel. Many others have been in your shoes and down the same path as you. These feelings are normal. Everyone has them. Even me"

I looked at him,wiping my tears from the corners of my eyes.

"Even you lord raiden?" I said.

"Yes,even me. I get concerned with these feelings. Cravings as you stated. But i remember why i do what i do. Who i fight for,what i fight for. And truly there is no wrong answer. Only choice. There is no one way in handling your darker half. But you must. *pointing finger* you must accept it. If you are to become enlightened. You will continue to suffer,if you do not."

His words stung. But they are true.

"I feel you are in need of creature comforts. Not formalities."

"I know you krista. You indeed have a sweet soul *mutters: one thing i have to agree with the sorcerer* . *reaches arms out in gestures for a hug.* come,embrace me....you big softie"

I quickly rush to embrace him. Holding him tightly. I burst into tears,crying in his chest. Letting go the many many many months even years of pent up emotions.

"Why raiden?! Why is it so hard?! Why can't i see myself the way you do? Or my friends do. Why do i feel so lost?! It hurts. I hate fighting,but i know i need to. I'm so tired raiden."

I sob pleading for the hurt to stop.

His embrace and arms hold me tightly but gently. He rests his face ontop of my head kissing it gently and ernestly. His breath is warm but soft. Like a summer breeze.

"I know,i know it is. And you're allowed to feel tired. Believe me,I'm tired too. Have been for millennia now. *chuckles* but what we dont do is unpack there. You have such wisdom yourself. And the reason why you can't see yourself as the beautiful soul you are. Is simply because you are scared to. It's unfamiliar. And it's alright to feel this way. You are a natural healer. But you need to give yourself the love,the care,the space and the tenderness you give others. The fire and the inspiration you give my other warriors is incredible. But you,my dear *lifts chin up to look at him eye to eye* need to give yourself the same. Because that beautiful woman inside you,needs it the most."

"It's taken me much loss to see this too. I might be wise but even masters need teaching and refreshment too"

*i wipe my tears*

"Really? Like how?"

Raiden looked at me with his soften eyes. Slight sadness behind them.

"I have seen this before. Liu kang,the champion of earthrealm. Your friend and fellow warrior. Has felt these feelings before. I said very similar things to him. However unlike him. You have something very similar to shang tsung"

I was taken aback. Paused. And asked.

"S-shang tsung?! How so? That seems odd"

Raiden explains

"Ah but it's true. Shang tsung as you know him now. Wasn't always a sorcerer. Let alone the serpent he masquerades as."

"He was a warrior,just like you. A mortal whom wished nothing but to protect those he cared for. But he instead of sitting with his emotions. He gave into rage. Although i did not help him in this time which he needed me the most. I did not give him the comfort he sought. As i am doing with you right now. Even liu kang i struggled with. Though not nearly as much"

"You see my dear,i do not always have an answer. Even if i did,i wouldn't know how to truly give it."

"Shang tsung was also a healing soul. Much like you. He was always trying his best to fight for those he loved. Much like liu kang. But unlike liu kang,he didn't have the same experiences of friendship,closeness,and love as my many other warriors i have trained in my eternal life"

I asked raiden after getting this insight.

"Lord raiden. If shang tsung,did have that do you think he'd be different?"

Raiden sighed

"Perhaps. This knaws at me every day. But then again. Perhaps not. It's hard to say. But this isn't about him. What i am trying to tell you. Is don't let that spark die out. You keep that faith. Please. If not in me,if not in the cause for you realm. Then the principals of you as a warrior and a healing force"

"Never forget krista that there are people that love you. Genuinely. That your friends love you. That i lo..that you are important."

I looked at him,slightly catching that pause.

But smiled and continued sitting and laying against his chest.

"Domo,raiden-sama. I needed this"

Raiden smiled rubbing my back.

"Of course,anytime"

He kissed the top of my head.

We then chatted some more. But i remembered i needed to get home.

Raiden looked at me and said. "I could fly you there. It's not far right?" "I mean it beats walking" raising a brow with a cheeky expression.

"Well yeah i mean. I guess it would" i said. But before i could continue. He picked me up. Scooping me bridal style. And flew out the doors of the teahouse.

Not a single raindrop hit us as we flew down the road in the sky.

We came to my apartment patio. He sat me down.

I said to him

"Thank you raiden,for everything."

He smiled at me and said

"Of course. Oh and next time? Just call my name and I'll be there."

I laughed a bit at that. "Of course lord raiden" smiling as he flew off.

I felt lighter. But i still wondered...why did he feel like he had guilt for shang tsung being how he was. If it was his choice than why feel guilt over something he chose? What happened?" But i guess that was for another visit. But more importantly than that.

"What was that pause when he said that i am loved? Could he have been trying to say that he loves....nah. I'm overthinking it."

But i couldn't help but blush at the thought.

The rain felt more calm now.

I got my cup and brewed some tea.

Sat down. And gave the rain a proper listen this time...it's beautiful. Just like the god that creates it. Like a beautiful haiku,a song,or a painter.

The tea was good too.

My soul was at ease now.

His eyes,Soft...like the rain.

[krysta-cross]

Happiest Birthday to you my very sweet twinnie @darialovesstuff 💜🌙

I just want to take the opportunity to thank you for loving my OC, Krysta 🌟 and always remembering her and her aesthetics.

Greatly appreciated 💙

Tumblr has been great for me because of kind people like you 💕

This isn’t much and I am not quiet sure if I got this correctly but I managed to make headcannons for MysticWind. The request has taken so looooong but it’s on me because of my lack of confidence in writing but thanks to some boost I somehow am trying to do my best ^^

Some SFW and NSFW here ⤵️

MysticWind headcannons

SFW:

Fujin and Dia loves going to picnics, whether it’s them alone or with the kids. They like to go during afternoons when the sun nears to set, watching its beauty fade slowly until it’s dark and the moon takes over.

Mystic wind couple works together for things they want to accomplish like spells for the witch wife or paperworks for the wind god, they work well on helping each other finish their task then spend the remaining free time to cuddle.

Dia always keeps the kids in check especially if Fujin is busy with his god duties. She manages the household well and makes sure that everyone follows the schedule or anything they have to do.

MysticWind enjoys their time together even brief, like sharing a cup of coffee together while discussing how their days went is already a bliss and they value even the short time they can share off duty.

Night time is the most romantic thing for them. Laying down on the grass while staring at the night sky riddled with stars, with the bright full or crescent moon illuminating the darkness as they talk about how they adore each other. The wind blows a cool breeze that brings a dewy flowery aroma which makes it more romantic, staring at each other they seal the deal with a hot, passionate kiss.

NSFW:

During their sexy time, Dia likes to tease Fujin first before they do the deed. She will use minor spells for seduction and that excites the wind god the most. Little efforts rewards more. Nothing’s more exciting than seeing your hot witch wife strip tease her sexy goth witch outfit, dropping each piece on the floor making some clinking sounds from the metal adornments are music to Fujin’s ears.

The couple always wants a piece of each other everytime. The spark doesn’t die down even though they have been together for long. Fujin always wants his hands all over her, Dia also wants the same and the lovemaking deed is surely “bewitching”.

Fujin is very big on aftercare, he makes sure Dia is well taken care of after the intense lovemaking. She needs to hydrate? She is hungry? She needs a change of clothes? Name it, Fujin gets it in a whim.

Dia is a switch. She both enjoys riding the wind god or him railing her and making sure he is satisfied with it. Everytime they fuck it’s like an endurance contest, no one wants to show they are exhausted so they last for many rounds until they are both panting then laughs because of how childish they acted.

The couple are loud in bed, moans, groans and screams echoes the room, they find it sexy and a big turn on. Thank goodness for the spell that makes the room sound proof, the kids aren’t disturbed and the couple can be as loud as howling wolves during a full moon, able to fully express their love and intense passion they share every night.

~Hope you like it and enjoy your special day because you deserve it 💕

[valenteal]

I think you’re absolutely right about the morality of the entire system but I wouldn’t say that there’s nothing to be admired about the Emperor’s character. You brought up Fujin and I have to say that she’s actually evidence of the Emperor’s awareness of the lack of true consent among his concubines. One false step is enough for him to back off, despite Fujin definitely being his type, and he could very easily have denied her beloved’s request for her. He is trapped by societal pressures too, and beyond that his harem doesn’t exist in a vacuum. It’s probably one of the best deals women could get, the concubines are safe and cared for without having an overbearing husband, for low ranked concubines it’s all the perks of a rich husband and none of the potential drawbacks (the husband himself). It’s far from ideal but with the treatment of women in this society it’s definitely one of the better options. Maybe they don’t have a loving marriage but they have protection from all the other abuses women suffer and the Emperor barely sleeps with any concubines outside Gyokuyou and Lihua, who are consenting. All the women in the rear palace are beautiful noble women raised to be sold off for political gain, if they didn’t end up in the rear palace they likely would have ended up somewhere worse. The Emperor seems to be doing his best with the cards he’s been dealt to me, I mean when he was Prince Lady Ah Duo was his only consort, a friend whom he already trusted and cherished but who had limited options due to her status. He’s not perfect but I don’t think he deserves so much scorn. He takes care of the women in the rear palace, even if it is vicariously through Jinshi and Maomao, as his personal attention is could paint a target on anyone’s back. The way everyone else talks about everything going on reflects the time and culture, not the intent of the individual, who hates his father and was likely raised mostly by the ladies of the rear palace, who is cunning but kind enough to realize when a woman does not want him and to leave her alone, who took a girl he had no interest in as a consort because it was the only way he could make up for what his father had done to her and protect her from her own father who saw her as nothing more than a political bargaining chip.

When judging the morality of an action you must also judge the potential consequences of inaction. In this case, if the Emperor hadn’t taken these women into his harem, who would have taken them? Because it’s not as if they would be free if he hadn’t. Taking that into consideration, would it not be more immoral to simply leave them to their fates when he has the power to protect them from a society that sees them as nothing more than a form of currency?

Would like to point out something that's been bothering me recently about the viewers' reaction on "The apothecary diary" anime. After the episode 9 of the season two was aired, there was a lot of hate towards the actions of the late emperor. Which is totally understandable: pedophilia is unacceptable, disgusts people and deserves to be condemned in any form. BUT! There are tons of comments comparing him to his son, the current emperor, saying how good the latter is compared to his broken, mentally ill father. Eh... Seriously? Is he really that good? His farther has been labeled as a rapist in the comments. But the same people refuse to see the same disgrace in his son only because he is interested in older women. Do people really think, that if the woman is of age and has well developed body, it's ok to rape her? The concubine, Fujin, pretending to sleepwalk, dancing on the wall at night, got lucky: she managed to escape untouched by the emperor. But there's plenty of others, who were not. Were they all asked, if they wanted to sleep with the emperor? I doubt it. I must say, I absolutely HATE the whole harem system. Maomao is right, comparing it to a brothel. The only difference is in this case there are 2000 women fighting for the attention of only one client. And all of them exist there ONLY for the sole purpose: to be fucked by an emperor and to bear his kids. None other. His visits to them meant that they were "honored".(!) The whole idea of the harem is completely immoral in it's core. So, there's nothing to be admired about the current emperor. He is not a tyrant, no. But the women of the harem are just consumable material for him, nothing else. As, sadly, it should be for the emperor, who is not even allowed to fall in love, because his attention has to be equally divided between many. That is precisely the reason Jinshi, who only needs and is in love with Maomao, is dreading the whole idea of becoming an emperor and trying to escape the situation of becoming a heir to the throne.

[kung-laos-hat]

S/O wanting to break up in the middle of an argument over something they did Part 2:

Raiden

Raiden is dismissive of it at first but ultimately regrets it

Poor man is known for making decisions he thinks are best at the time then eventually realizing he was completely wrong

He’s always been the type to put his duty as a god above everything else, so he tried to brush it off by telling him things like “it’s not as if it was meant to last forever...”

Raiden doesn’t necessarily chase after you. However, after seeming how unfocused he’d become because of the spit, Fujin encourages him to take initiative and has a long talk about how it was okay to be in love.

Yeah, Raiden kinda sucks at understanding romantic relationships but at least he’s trying. He takes you somewhere private to talk and apologizes for his mistake.

You made a promise that you’d take him back as long as he shows genuine improvement and the two of you seal the deal in with a kiss

Fujin

Immediately tries to talk you out of it

His face drops and his entire body just droops with pure shock and sadness. He stumbles over his words for a moment before breaking into a panic and begging you to stay.

Fujin is all around a wonderful and incredibly doting lover, so for you to be upset with him means he screwed up big time.

Fujin is so used to things going his way in love that he surprisingly has a hard time dealing with the concept that you might want time away from him.

He ultimately admits his faults right away, apologizes, then gives you a little space (despite how much it kills him).

Poor Raiden has to listen to him whine and moan about how much he wants to fix things right away and he reminds Fujin that if things are going to work out, he has to be patient.

If you choose to warm back up to Fujin, he goes out of his way to do small things for you here and there. Lots of physical affection to ease his nerves.

Kung Lao

Gets incredibly upset and nearly breaks into tears

“I’m sorry, I won’t do it again... I’ll do anything, just don’t leave me...”

Kung Lao had been absolutely smitten with you from the very beginning, he’s an incredibly loving partner. For you to want to break up over something he did clearly shows he fucked up very, very badly.

He’s genuinely sorry and heartbroken over his actions, does his very best to make up for it with little gifts, dates, and trying to talk to you more throughout the week

He’s a little shyer to show you physical affection at first, but all it took was you intertwining your fingers with his to remedy this.

Tells you over and over how much he loves you just to make sure you know.

Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi)

Shuts down. Doesn’t want to talk anymore

Hanzo honestly doesn’t know how to deal with losses emotionally. I mean, he’s dealt with so much grief without a healthy coping mechanism that part of him feels like he deserves it for not being strong enough.

“If that’s what you feel is best, then I won’t stop you...”

He lets you leave without another word but afterwards regret hits him HARD. This man can’t focus on anything afterwards.

Won’t necessarily chase after you, but happens to conveniently end up in the same place at the same time as you on several occasions.

The two of you eventually make amends, but try to start off as allies first until it becomes unbearable to keep away from each other.

[yiminsuu]

In Safe Arms

Pairing: Fujin x F!Reader

Warnings: Pure fluff, reader is Fujin’s trainee, teacher/student relationship, mutual pining, frustrated reader.

Author’s Note: Can’t play the games for shit, but that doesn’t stop me from writing!

Before I could even twitch a finger, the wind god had struck me to the ground, my tongue bleeding from a nasty bite. The floor was not kind to my back as I'm sure I would have some nasty bruises. I was supposed to move and I just stood there like a dumbass. "I am very sorry, my dear! I thought you would move or try to parry it! That's it, gentle breaths."

Fujin sat beside me, holding my hand and helping me regain myself with encouraging words and his soft touch. "I-I'm alright!" I coughed, trying hard to get rid of the sting in my throat and chest as he watched on with concerned eyes. He was silent, but I'm ever grateful for his presence, though, after a while, I knew he would speak up again. I want to disappear so badly.

"Are you going to speak to me, Lady (Y/N)? That wasn't normal of you. Your usual technique would've had you out of my grip in no time." I looked down, trying my best to cover my eyes.

"I'm just... Feeling out of it. I'm constantly training or completing tasks, I don't mean to let it distract me. I promise it won't happen again." Fujin's brows rose as what I had told him appeared to register in his head. His smile turned wider as he leaned in close, his smell intoxicating my senses.

"I would hate for you to be distracted. Why don't we... Take care of your distraction and let you get some well-deserved rest?" I have to admit Fujin has been a lot more caring of me these last few months. He's always sweet, don't take me wrong, but it feels different now.

"I mean... Sure, what's your plan?" I asked. He chuckled to himself as he took my hand in his own, his skin cool as the spring breeze.

"You'll see, my dearest." He pulled me close to him, wrapping his arms around me, it was gentle, holding me long enough to feel his warmth.

In no time, Fujin had taken me to rest beside him in an area full of flowers and other flora, being enlightened by the moonlight. He was quiet for a few moments, rubbing gentle circles into my back before his hand stopped its rubbing as he scooped both arms around me, picking me up and sitting me on his lap, cradling me in his arms. "Relax, my feather." My eyes squeezed shut, but I knew he would be knitting his eyebrows and tilting his head as he looked at me in worry. "I'm here, it's okay." He spoke just above a whisper before kissing my forehead.

"Just focus on my breathing..." Fujin said softly, his lips brushing softly against my forehead. He waved a hand, sending a small gust of air to tickle the tip of my nose. "Feel the air come in, feel it fill your lungs, and let it out slowly." He guided me through the movements, pressing another kiss to my skin at the end of every sentence. Fujin is covering me with so much affection a friend shouldn't do.

I stayed like that for who knows how long. Time seemed to pass so fast and so slow at the same time, and in my state, I didn't exactly have the best judge of how long things were taking. But however long it was didn't matter, his slow, soothing movements and warm, gentle kisses helped calm me. Eventually, with each breath I took, the tension in my body start to release more and more. Finally calm and relaxed, like never before, and in his embrace.

"There you go." Fujin smiled softly, letting his thumb stroke across my cheek a few times as I looked up at him. He tilted his head, pure love radiating from his glowing eyes. "You've been going through a lot, please, do not stress yourself..." He pressed yet another kiss to my forehead, and I felt his lips curl into a smile before he pulled away. "You are strong, but please remember that it's okay to ask for help when you need it. I'll always be here for you. Whenever you need me." I nodded silently, before getting the courage to hug him back.

"Don't worry, dearest. I'm not going anywhere." Fujin chuckled out before pulling me tight against his chest.

"Sleep safely in my arms, my feather. I will be here to protect you from everything that worries you." He lifted my chin and finally gave me a real kiss, his lips soft and warm against my own. I cuddled up against him without another word, just smiling to myself as I drifted to sleep.

[mrstsung]

Yo fellow mk blog. But fellow self ship blogs especially. You listen up.

I luv y'all.

And this post is for you.

Especially for you. 💖

💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚

If you love or self ship with:

Liu kang: he would definitely protect you,nothing makes him happier than seeing you smile

Kuai lang: sub zero? You Melt his heart. Hell would freeze over before he lets you ever get hurt or cry.

Hanzo Hasashi: you made him believe in 2nd chances at love. You gave him hope for a new family and motivation to protect them more.

Kung lao: (bless you for loving him fr) he would absolutely adore you,wouldn't stop talking about you. He wants to be able to give you the love you deserve.

Fujin: this god of wind. Cinnamon roll of my eyes. He would absolutely fucking love you. The wind beneath your wings. (Corny i know but its true 💖)

Raiden: bless you for loving the anxiety ridden god of thunder. Please love him! He would absolutely love you and keep you safe from all harm. 🥺🤧💖

Jax: omfg please hug him! He would love you. You help him even the darkest of times. Blessed.

Johnny cage: this himbo would totally love you! (Canon ship aside johnny cage would so totally be down for you!) He would make you laugh and smile. Cheer you up when you're down. The best friend and husband material. You would get along with cassie and even his (i assume ex since this is self ship) sonya.

Sonya Blade: on the flipside if you're with sonya. She would totally love you. Very protective and attentive,when she's not on a misson that is. You again get along with the cage fam,regardless of their situation.

If y'all ship with cassie or Jacqui: they both love you!

Kano: kano? Yes he too would love you.

Erron black: you bet your ass he does!

Shang mofo tsung: HE WOULD LOVE YOU AND EAT ANYONES SOUL WHO TRIES TO HURT YOU! (Srry im bias. I luv shang tsung. So yes,he would love you too)

Shao kahn: hell yeah he would. You see how he treats canonlly sindel(tho i have personal beef with the execution on this and despite my grievances it was wholesome in a weird way) you bet your ass he would.

Sindel: she would totally love you. Pamper you to hell n back

Mileena: plz love her. She loves you. Teeth,fangs and all. Uwu

Kitana: she would love you with all her heart

Jade: yup love ya

Kotal kahn: definitely love you.

D'vorah: bug baby loves you. And she'd let you name one of her hive children. Because shes sweet like that

Kabal: loves you. Gives you fast cute kisses as he nyoooms by.

Baraka: yes he would. Most definitely love you. He's a good husband. (He aint my thing but its sweet people give him love)

Cetrion: she loves you. She calls you her little flower or little star. Because you are. Uwu

Noob Saibot: hell yes he would.

Skarlet: loves you as much as she loves blood. A lot.

Kollector: yes. He calls you his treasure.

Geras: yup. Loves you for the rest of.... time. *gets brick thrown at me*

Sheeva: OFC SHE DO! sheeva is queeeeeeen! 💖🥺🤧🥰

Nightwolf: he loves you. And the great spirit protects both of you and blesses this beautiful union. 🥺💖🐺

Pretty much everyone loves you,could love you,would totally be down for you and definitely makes good husband/wife/spouce material. Or even platonically too. They'd make amazing friendships.

I hope this cheers you up or puts a smile on your faces. Plz don't be discouraged from loving these characters and this amazing game. This game means a lot to me and i love seeing people play it and get into gaming because of it.

But also i just want people to know that haters dont matter and you should love these characters and or self ship anyways.

-sincerely Mrs.Tsung 💚🐍

[nishymoon]

Kombat Kast - "With their kids"

I've been here on Tumblr for a year and I've only ever written things about Kabal and Fujin...so I thought it's time to take a step forward and try to write about other characters too. I would also like to add that @spacehologramcollection​ is an inspiration to me, I admire and respect this blog so much. I took courage today and thought of writing, I also decided to accept requests, so let’s go! I hope you like it!

❥ Kabal - He loves them and will love them forever, they are his whole universe! Kabal would do anything together with his kids, he is a very playful father! He loves cycling with them, the fresh air is good for kids and you must always take advantage of the beautiful days! He also likes to be at home, of course, he pretends to have tea with them, he loves to see their smiles when he pretends to ask for more sugar cube or talks to their stuffed animals! Having said that, he reads the fairy tale every night, he likes to hear his kids around him, hugging him hard to fall asleep on him, making him feel good.

❥ Fujin - There is nothing more precious in the world of his kids, he loved them from the first moment he discovered their existence. He often cuddles his little ones, his heart fills when they reciprocate those caresses. And if they had his powers?? that cool! battle of kites! the first one that makes it fly higher, wins! Unlike Raiden, he loves to have fun and also wants his kids have fun too...but in moderation, he worries and does not want them to be in danger!

❥ Sindel (TheRealSindel) - She is a very sweet and protective mother, loves kids so much, loves to carry them around and have a picnic with them, teach them to ride a bicycle, does not want to miss a single second of them. She fills them with kisses and cuddles, she loves to take them in her arms and caress their heads and cheeks She always worry about them, is it too hot? remember to drink lots of water! It's cold? cover yourself well! Imagine only when she becomes Grandma.

❥ Takeda Takahashi - THEY. ARE. ALL. Despite being frightened at first, be a father is the most beautiful experience for him. He is super present for his kids and enjoys spending time with them. He climbs on the swing with them making verses just to see them laugh, fills them with cuddles in the evening before going to sleep. He is also happy when Kenshi calls him to find out how they are and if he can come to their house one of these days, he is a very proud grandfather of his son and grandchildren.

❥ Kitana - She loves so mich her babys, ever since she felt them kick in her belly. She likes walking, drawing with them, teaching them to read, to write. They are all that she has always dreamed of, every time they look at her and they hold her hand, she knows that everything is ok. She always wants to sleep nestled with them together with Liu Kang, she wants them to feel protected. Their parents will always be there to protect them.

❥ Kurtis Stryker - He is a very understanding father, he likes when his kids chase him and pretend to be policemen like him, he stretches out and lets himself be pampered. "We got you daddy, now you can't run away anymore!" "Oh I know! You both were good!" The best part is when he wakes up in the morning and enters in their room to kiss them on the head before going to work, they are his lucky charms!

❥ Liu Kang - Like Kitana, his children are everything he has always dreamed of. He wants to teach them everything he knows, he would like to meditate with them even if they are now too young to understand it. He enjoys the days with them as he talks about how he defeated Kronika and how he asked their mom to marry him. They are always happy to hear their father, he has a lot of adventure stories to tell!

❥ Cassie Cage - She loves buying a thousand clothes for her babys and filling them with Selfies. She has at least 1000 selfie photos with her kids while they are at the sea, in the mountains, at a picnic, at home watching TV. She smiles when she sees that her children imitate her by pretending to take selfies with a plastic cell phone. They are so cute. 

❥ Kung Jin - They are his whole world. He want his children to miss nothing. He doesn’t want them to suffer as he did, he will teach him everything but he will also be very playful with them. He will always keep them in his arms, he will always kiss them, he will cuddle them, he wants to give all the love he has to his babys. The best part of the day is when they lie on the couch watching cartoons in the evening. At that moment he has no thoughts.

❥ Jade - She's a party mom! She loves to party at her home with her children's friends, she prepares many good things to eat, she likes to see her little ones have fun so much! She love costume parties, oh god, she could sew a thousand clothes, her kids want to dress up as witches? werewolves? vampires? Everything they want, she is ready.

❥ Erron Black - He never imagined that he would become a dad but here he is, despite having been very surprised the first time ... he didn't mind the idea. He knows exactly how he doesn't have to compute himself, he doesn't want to do what his parents did to him. He is a little awkward when his kids ask him to take tea or similar but ... they look at him with so much love that he could cry. He loves them with all of himself.

❥ Nightwolf - He immerses his children in the nature, he wants to teach them to speak also on a spiritual level, he wants a connection with them on a deep level. When he sees them playing with Hana, Kiba and Komo, his heart screams. They are so beautiful and they look so much like him, he is happy to see that with joy they want to learn more about the great spirit and would like to be like him a day.

❥ Nitara - She is very proud of the children she is raising. She likes to be outdoors with them and take them to the sea or a river, she holds them by the hand and flies making sure that their feet touch the water, it's like surfing but without the board! Sometimes he picks them up in her arms and flies high, they can see the landscape from up here! Having a mom with wings has its advantages! they too will fly like her when they grow up!

❥ Kuai Liang - Despite appearance, he is a very sweet father, he loves to see how his children chuckle while he prepares popsicles and ice cream for them. They always ask him to play skipping rope, he really tries, but he always fails and falls on the ground. At least he heard his little ones laughing, there is no better thing for him. He'll have to learn to jump that damn rope and he will. For them this and more.

❥ Hanzo Hasashi - His kids are a new beginning, a new opportunity to be happy, a happiness that he has always deserved. He loves them, he loves them more than himself, they are everything, they have everything. They have him as a person, they have his heart. He spends a lot of time with them, he wants to see them grow, he wants to love them, he wants to pamper them. He loves to hold them in his arms and feel them close, he feels complete. Finally complete.    

❥ Mavado - He is a very silent man and isn’t very cuddle man but he loves his kids and he likes to see them sleeping on his chest, he would do everything for them. They are his family. He knows that in the future they will have the same determination and strength. He will teach him how to fight when they are older, for now it is enough for him to see their admiring glances as they watch him read one of his book that he keeps in the bookstore of their home. Let's say he is affectionate in his own way.

[that-sorcerer-aint-right]

Swift as the Wind

Fujin x Reader

Somewhat NSFW

It was a shock, the feeling of his skin brushing against your own as the two of you sparred, teeth bared, sweat pouring. The only sounds made were the scuffing of clothes, the steps of your feet, and the quick parries of each other’s hits. There was no need for any special abilities or “god magic,” just fists and skill. You were no god like he, but you were strong in your own right. The god of wind himself thought of you as formidable with the right training and so it began.

He was incredible. None you knew were quite like this man- this immortal, the way his presence overwhelmed you, the way his kind smile warmed your heart. Just the sight of his glowing, blue eyes were enough to calm you, believing that Lord Fujin could do anything. You worshipped the ground he walked on, vowing to die for him if the occasion called for it.

“Is there something the matter? You seem to be under more stress than usual.”

Yes, there was a stressful issue plaguing your mind.

Him.

Your objective was to block every hit and hit him five times. Under normal circumstances, that wouldn’t be much of a problem, however, instead of thinking of ways to get passed his defenses, all you could think about was his head between your thighs, your fingers tangled in his white bangs as he hungrily ate your cunt.

“No, I am not stressed.”

You moved to strike low after a terrible fake out, leaving him to redirect your arm and leave your midsection open to attack. Before you could use your other arm to guard your stomach, he landed a firm hit there with the palm of his hand, sending you flying, your back scraping against the ground.

“I do believe you are, my dear. Tell me. What is on your mind? I cannot try to fix your lack of focus if you do not tell me what troubles you.”

There was no way in hell you could tell him what you were thinking and there were no good excuses popping into your head other than, “I am so fucking horny for you, please help me.” But that isn’t going to work. Lord Fujin didn’t look like he was going to budge on the matter, so you needed to think of something quick or he would think something was truly wrong.

“Fine! I am stressed, but it’s really not all that big of a deal. I don’t really want to talk about it.”

He looked down to his feet, almost defeated since he was very respectful of boundaries and as much as he wanted to help, didn’t want to intrude on what could be a personal matter.

“Forgive me. I do not wish to be so bold, I just want you to be able to focus better and talking can bring out those distracting emotions. You have so much potential to fight and I want to see you succeed. If you really would like to end this session quicker than the others, you are more than welcome to.”

You smiled at the god of wind and thanked him for his kindness, though unable to come up with the right words to answer his concern. Oh, gods… your hands began to tremble as you picked yourself back up, not even bothering to dust yourself off, and getting right back into a fighting stance. Fujin responded in kind, retreating into his stance, standing on one leg, powerful arms ready to strike.

He would be ready for you. He probably thinks you are going to strike up front and fast. Switching it up a little would be an excellent way to surprise him if only for a moment.

Just like if you were to drop to your knees before him and worship him properly as a god like him deserves…

Fuck. No.

Before you could even twitch a finger, the wind god had struck you, knocking you down into the ground, the wind being knocked out of your lungs, your tongue bleeding from a nasty bite. The floor was not kind to your back as you were sure you would have some nasty bruises. Lucky for him, you don’t hold a grudge. After all, you were supposed to move and you just stood there like a dumbass.

“I am very sorry, my dear! I thought you would move or try to parry it at least! That’s it, gentle breaths, Its going to be difficult, but please keep breathing.”

Fujin sat beside you, holding your hand and helping you regain yourself with encouraging words and his soft touch.

“I’M- I’m alright!”

You coughed, trying hard to get rid of the sting in your throat and chest as he watched on with concerned eyes. He was silent, but you were ever grateful for his presence, though after a while you knew he would speak up again, insisting upon your confession. It was a struggle, fighting through your head on what to say.

Just admit to him that you lusted for him? Or tell him something else...Maybe you could just admit you were “frustrated.” That would be a better confession than outright admitting your attraction to him. Both were embarrassing, but at least the latter would not want to make you disappear as bad.

“Are you going to speak to me? That wasn’t normal for you. Your usual technique would’ve had you out of my grip in no time.”

You looked down, trying your best to cover your eyes.

“I’m just... frustrated is all. I’ve been so pent up and stressed out and I’ve no time to take care of it. I’m constantly training or completing tasks. I don’t mean to let it distract me. I promise it wont be a problem again.”

Fujin’s brows rose as what you had told him finally appeared to register in his head. His friend was not just frustrated, but “Sexually” frustrated. His smile turned mischievous as he leaned in close, his smell intoxicating your senses.

“I would hate for you to be distracted. Why don’t we… take care of your “frustration” and let you get some well deserved rest.”

Did he really just imply what you thought he just implied, because it sounded like he just offered to fuck you. The god of wind offering to pleasure you? The world had begun to spin at the thought of such a thing occurring.

Thoughts of his endlessly long, snowy hair falling over you as his lips parted, a gasp, his teeth biting into his plush lip, had you mentally on your knees. Gods, you weren’t sure if you had the strength to continue standing if he kept looking at you that way.

“I mean… I don’t know if… are you sure?”

He chuckled to himself as he took your hand in his own, his skin cool as the spring breeze.

“I am more than sure, my dearest.”

He pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around you, cupping the back of your neck with a longing grip, it was a gentle, holding you long enough to feel his warmth.

“I’ve had my eye on you, saw how hard you worked… I couldn’t help but admire your determination.”

You looked down, your face red as he praised you.

“Allow me to take you to my quarters. I’ll make sure to see to your… distractions.” He said with a wink.

Oh. Boy.

[gon2ba1e]

MK11: My thoughts (positive)

I have very mixed feelings about this game. Not just on its own but also in comparison to the most recent previous games. On one hand, it has blown my mind with exciting new stuff. On the other hand, it left me bitterly disappointed. For now, I’d like to share what impressed me about MK11.

Part 1

1. Shang Tsung

First and foremost, this man totally captured my attention the moment his trailer was dropped. With his inclusion in Mortal Kombat Aftermath, Shang Tsung easily became the best thing about MK11. It helps immensely the sorcerer of Outworld is voiced by the OG actor from 1995′s Mortal Kombat Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa. He’s still got it! Shang Tsung’s cold and calculating demeanor, his deceptive ploys, and his fighting style were amazing to say the least. Having him being the creator of Kronika’s crown was an excellent, as well as him using the crown for himself. And, as heartless as this may sound, but I much prefer Shang Tsung’s final ending. He deserved that win and I’m no goodie two shoes. I genuinely hope to see more of Shang Tsung in the future.

2. Spawn

I was first introduced to Spawn via Screwattack’s Deathbattle. I knew right then and there Spawn was a badass. After watching some of the TV show and his movie, this fact was further solidified. Spawn’s god like powers, no bullshit attitude, and stellar voice actor Keith David make Spawn the King of the Mortal Kombat universe. I also love how they tease the familial relationship between Malebogia and Kronika’s family. It would make a kickass spin off series. Plus, this Hellspawn has the most bitchin set of foul language dialogue. He easily towers over everyone else. Hands down, Spawn is the most dope DLC character NRS decided to include in Mortal Kombat 11.

3. Mileena

I always thought Mileena was one of the more interesting characters of Mortal Kombat. Her upbringing was crazy and her development as a pinnacle part of Mortal Kombat was fascinating. I especially liked Mileena in MKX. I was admittedly sad when I witnessed her death scene (Fuck you D’Vorah). Like everyone else in the Mortal Kombat community, I was thrilled to hear Mileena was to be added in the Mortal Kombat roster. Like Shang Tsung and Spawn, Mileena’s gameplay trailer blew my mind. Her intro dialogues was also just as entertaining. The intros I love most are the ones where Mileena perfectly imitates Kitana’s voice. I was fucking speechless. Mileena’s hybrid fighting style, her unwavering savagery, and brilliantly talented voice actress Kari Wahlgren were a real treat to have. I can say without a doubt Mileena is the most vicious character in the Mortal Kombat roster. She’ll always be one of my favorites. 

4. 1995 Mortal Kombat actor skins

As someone who watched the original film at a young age, I was stoked to hear NRS brought back the original actors for Johnny Cage, Sonya Blade, and Christopher Lambert. Though they may not have been top notch with their voice acting, I very much noticed the effort they each put in. I was anything but disappointed. Some of the intros the original three voiced are better than the ones done by the MK11 voice actors. Props to NRS on this decision. I appreciated the nostalgia.

5. Friendships

For a game containing some of the most graphic violence, it was comforting to see Friendships added to the game. Many of them surprised me. Some of them I loved. Some of them I didn’t. My favorites include Jax Briggs, Mileena, Fujin, Scorpion, Rambo, Robocop, Kung Lao, and Lui Kang. Jax had the most entertaining friendship. Mileena had the most adorable. Fujin, Rambo, and Kung Lao reminded me of activities I did or wanted to do as a kid. Robocop was very much fitting for his character. Overall, very well done on the friendships.

[mothercetrion]

Strands

Summary: Playing with his hair is the best way to help Fujin de-stress after a long mission.

Characters: Fujin, Nightwolf

Word Count: 1422

wanted a fic where nightwolf plays with fujin’s hair... and it turned into this. enjoy!

warning: brief mentions of blood but no injuries

———

Chaosrealm was nothing less than exhausting.

Raiden and Fujin both had ventured there for a mission that Nightwolf wanted no part of. Even if he did, Fujin urged him to stay home in Earthrealm. The mission was dangerous, and he’d rather Nightwolf stay home where it was safe (and where he could watch their dog).

Fujin assured him that he would be home within the week. Nine days passed, and he returned home past four o’clock in the morning.

Nightwolf woke to their dog, Kiki, barking up a storm from her spot in the corner of their bedroom. He didn’t hear any vehicles in their yard, but the faint sound of footsteps in their living room alerted him of someone’s presence. He rose to his feet, summoned a tomahawk in hand, and moved to the door. Kiki growled next to him, but she eventually ceased and proceeded to go back to sleep, knowing that her dad would handle it.

Nightwolf pressed his ear to the door. The footsteps sounded very familiar…

Wait.

He pushed open the door after disposing of his weapon, and he was met with a pair of glowing eyes. He turned on the light and was met with the sight of Fujin, stumbling through the living room in his exhaustion.

“Fujin?” he called.

The god turned to him, his eyes glowing dimly in the darkened room. Exhaustion tugged at his face and made him look decades older than usual. His braid was hastily done, clearly done with rushed hands instead of delicate winds and with large pieces of hair excluded. His armor and clothes were stained with blood and sweat; his armor was dented and broken in some places. It was clear that Chaosrealm was nothing less than… chaotic. Naturally.

“Nightwolf.” He stepped over to his boyfriend and quickly wrapped his arms around him in a hug. Nightwolf returned it, holding the man in his arms as gently as he could. He could have been hurt, and if he wasn’t, he was exhausted. He needed a break from the hectic mission he had returned from. “I have missed you dearly.”

Nightwolf leaned away from the hug to kiss him. Fujin lifted a hand to cup Nightwolf’s face, and his fingers trembled against his skin. Nightwolf pulled away and brushed a strand of hair off of his forehead. “It’s late. Why didn’t you wait until the sun rose?”

“I needed to be home,” Fujin replied. “I needed a shower, our bed, you… The Sky Temple is not the same without you there.” He reached down and grabbed Nightwolf’s hand. “I made sure that Raiden returned to the Sky Temple safely, then I hurried here.”

“I’m glad you’re here.” Nightwolf kissed his nose. “Let’s get your armor off and get you in a shower… I know you want to get some sleep.”

They walked together into their bedroom, and Nightwolf watched from a seat on the bed as Fujin removed every piece of armor and all of his clothes. He was soon down to only his underwear, and he began to unravel the messy braid so he could wash his hair.

Nightwolf was enthralled at the way his fingers moved to pull every long strand from its place in his braid. Simple in theory, the length and thickness of Fujin’s hair left it anything but. Nightwolf would never in his lifetime be able to manage a braid the way that Fujin could.

Eventually, Fujin’s hair was fully down. It covered the entirety of his back, hiding his tan skin and muscles. Nightwolf was always intrigued at the way his hair looked when it was down, as it was so seldom that it was out of a braid or pulled up in some way. The god turned to him, his hair swishing with the movement. “Will you help me wash my hair, please?” he asked. “You wash it so gently… and I am so, so tired.”

Nightwolf rose to his feet and grabbed his boyfriend’s hands. “I’d be delighted to.”

He ran a warm bath so Fujin could soothe his aching muscles and relax. Once in, he leaned against the side of the tub while Nightwolf washed and rinsed his hair with careful hands. Fujin’s eyes remained closed for the majority of his bath, and he and Nightwolf maintained idle conversation about his brother, their home, Kiki, anything to keep his mind off of the mission that he had returned from.

Once he was clean, Fujin climbed out of the tub and started drying his body off. Nightwolf exited the bathroom and grabbed a pair of Fujin’s pajama pants from their closet. He entered the bathroom again to see Fujin’s hair wrapped up in his towel and the god brushing his teeth over the sink. Nightwolf left his folded clothes on the edge of the sink and left him alone in the bathroom so he could have a bit of privacy. He sat down on the edge of the bed and turned on a lamp on his side of the bed, illuminating the room in a soft glow.

Minutes later, Fujin returned from the bathroom in his pajama pants and carrying a brush. His hair was unwrapped from the towel, dried via his wind powers, and it fell down his bare chest to his thighs. Nightwolf had seen Fujin’s hair nearly every day, but it was still a surprise at just how long it was. He adored it.

Fujin sat next to Nightwolf with a deep sigh. “To think I still need to brush it,” he said with a chuckle.

Nightwolf smiled. “Would you like me to brush it? I know you’re tired.”

Fujin was briefly surprised, but he returned the smile and passed him his brush. “Go right ahead.”

Nightwolf moved to sit behind him and got to work. His silver hair was soft in his hands, allowing the brush to go through it with ease. Fujin sighed contently after a while, and for a moment, Nightwolf believed that he was drifting off. But if he did, what would it matter? He needed the rest nonetheless.

Once he was finished brushing it, he sat silently and ran his hands through it, admiring the decades of work that Fujin had put into it. Perhaps it was his godliness that made his hair so healthy; maybe it was the dedication on Fujin’s end. Either way, it was the most beautiful hair that Nightwolf had ever seen in his life.

“I love your hair, honey,” Nightwolf said suddenly.

Fujin sat up a little straighter at his words. “Thank you.” He reached up a hand to brush a smaller hair out of his face. “I’m glad that my efforts to maintain it have paid off.”

“Of course.” Nightwolf leaned forward and kissed his shoulder. “Would you like me to braid it or leave it down for the night?”

“Braiding it is vastly more tedious than just brushing it,” Fujin countered. He lifted his hands to begin the braid. “Allow me to—”

“No, I got it.” Nightwolf grabbed Fujin’s hands and lowered them back to his sides. “It’s nothing too strenuous. No big deal. I promise.”

Starting a little past the nape of his neck, Nightwolf began a loose braid. Despite his hair’s length, his hair cooperated with Nightwolf’s movements, and the braid grew rather quickly. The longer he braided, the slower he moved; he knew that his hair being played with was making Fujin tired, and he wanted him to have a good night’s rest. Once he was finished, he tied off the braid and lowered his hands to his lap. “All done.”

Fujin turned his body to face his boyfriend with a tired smile. “Thank you,” he said sweetly. He leaned forward and kissed Nightwolf’s cheek. “You’re almost too good to me… I appreciate it endlessly.” He sat up and looked out their window, and he frowned at the early signs of morning. “Oh, it’s so late… I’ll sleep until noon.”

Nightwolf moved to lay back down in their bed, grabbing Fujin’s hand when he did the same. “You deserve the rest, honey,” he assured. “Sleep until late afternoon, if you must.”

Fujin yawned and pulled the blankets over him further. “I guess it won’t harm anything if I sleep in late…” He looked at Nightwolf directly, reaching over and laying a hand on his forearm. “I’m glad to be home. I love you.”

“And I love you.”

The two shared a brief kiss, and with love in their hearts, they fell asleep quickly.

[puttingfingerstokeys]

why are you like this?

a wee bit of humor sprinkled with some poignant father-daughter moments. Sequel to reception (which I maintain is the WORST title).

Caged Heat, (again still “aged” heat, even though technically Johnny and Liu are the SAME age--Liu didn’t age so he looks like he’s in his 20s or whatever the fuck)

broken timeline

“Dad where WERE you?” Cassie’s voice held only a note of worry, to which Johnny responded dutifully by putting both hands up in mock surrender.

“Just checkin’ out the Fire Gardens, sweetheart; how many chances do ya get to do that in your life?” He was the picture of collected contentment, having rearranged his garb after Liu Kang rumpled it with his powerful, searching hands and aggressive lips. It was fortunate they’d stopped when they had. 

“Dad… why are you wearing sunglasses?” Her eyes were narrowed, sharp, just like her mother’s and Johnny felt a pang of guilt. This “dad” was distinctly different from the first. 

“Were you toking, Mr. Cage?” Takeda’s voice danced with amusement as he and Jacqui approached, she holding his arm and leaning heavily on him; he carried her shoes while she supported her swelling belly with her other arm. Little Hanzo was nowhere to be seen, but neither parent seemed worried.

“Is that what the kids are calling it… again?” Johnny’s eyes darted about as if searching for a solution to this sudden problem about which he had considered little when Liu Kang’s lips were on his, but in the gentle light and the dark tint of his sunglasses, no one could see.

“I think he was just trying to speak your language; now c’mon, you look stupid,” Cassie interjected, reaching out and, quick as lightning, snapping the shades off her father’s face.

There was an audible gasp from more than one mouth and the silence which followed was palpable.

“I’ll be damned,” came a grunt from near the cocktail bar where Erron Black was handing something sweet-looking to Jin, who did an almost comical double take. “Check them peepers.”

“By the Great Spirit,” Nightwolf whispered in disbelief. Even Fujin seemed more than a little surprised, but did his best to disguise it—the effort was wasted. No one was looking at him. All eyes, every single cognizant pair in the place, were affixed to Johnny Cage and his new set of “peepers”.

“Definitely toking,” Takeda concluded, bumping Cassie’s shoulder with a fistful of shoes, indicating she should probably give her father’s shades back. She did not, holding them tightly, mouth puckered in that way she had just about abandoned when she hit puberty—it came back every once in a while, when she was absolutely overcome and would not be reasoned with on any account. Johnny feared this look.

“Cass’,” Johnny began to explain, but she merely squeezed her fist, crushed his sunglasses and stalked off. One groom slid something into the other’s hand as they, too, emerged from parts unknown, Hanzo bearing his namesake upon his broad shoulders. Neither of them seemed particularly shocked—pun intended—but perhaps nuptial bliss was having an effect.

“I am not calling you Lord Johnny Cage,” said Sub-Zero firmly.

“You will be lord of very little, anyway, if you do not catch your daughter,” advised Scorpion. Johnny nodded numbly and went stumbling after her, wishing he had had just a little more to drink, or maybe a little less, so he could have retained the testicular fortitude to resist… But resist what? It was Raiden’s will that he, Johnny Cage, inherit his divinity and power. He didn’t have much of a choice. You couldn’t refuse something like that, could you? Either way, Johnny hadn’t and would have felt like he was insulting the guy if he had and he was of the opinion that it was idiotic in the extreme to go around insulting gods, especially ones like Raiden. There aren’t any gods like him…

“Cass’! Cassie, wait—Cassie… please, come on… You gotta let me explain this—it’s sudden for me, too!”

She stopped then, a little ways down a path he did not recognize. They were far enough from the gathering, once again, that the sounds were fairly muted, with trees, shrubbery, and walls dividing them. Cassie did not turn, keeping her back to her father, her shoulders rounded, body tense. She was shaking but Johnny knew better than to approach.

“So you’re just gunna leave, like that—mom’s gone and now you just can’t wait to fly the coop, huh dad?” Her voice was acid, venomous, burning and corroding both of them as she spoke. Frozen in place once more, Johnny wondered what in the world he could say that would convince her that he wasn’t simply leaving, flying the coop as she put it. Because in a way, he was.

“Cassie… I’m not—”

“You ARE.” She whirled on him, but did not approach, rage spilling off her in waves. He could almost feel it from here. Any minute, he thought, my baby girl’s gunna start glowin’ green and then I’m really in for it. The urge to laugh hysterically rose up in his guts and he stifled it, though not without effort.

“I’m not,” he said, quietly but with firm authority. He was still her father and if he had to attempt to pull that card to have this discussion, he would do it. “Cassie, I would never just…”

“Then what is this? Huh?” She gestured sharply toward his face and his glowing eyes, the arcs of electricity, now visible in the dimness, beginning to arc and dance nervously over his body, across the lines of his suit, illuminating him in an eerie blue.

“Raiden’s… gone, Cass’… Liu says he’s not dead, but he’s—we’re not gunna see him again; he’s mortal now, like, really mortal and I guess his final request was to give this shit to me. Kid, I don’t want this… I don’t want any of this, but I’m…” He trailed off helplessly, looking down at his hands which he curled into gentle fists and released, watching the sparks fly. “It’s… I have to.”

Cassie watched him, studying her father carefully, eyes blurred with tears. She was certain her carefully-applied eyeliner was running, despite the waterproof label. Furious with Johnny for this affront and at Raiden for bringing it on them, she nevertheless bore that ire in silence for the moment, considering all the thunder god had done for them, and their closeness. He had become a friend and now they would never see him again. His future self had been her mother’s downfall and for that, she could not forgive him, but the Raiden who had passed his power to Johnny was not the same man. She was fond of this one.

“It’s bad timing, I know,” Johnny continued, fumbling with his words, but wanting desperately to make Cassie understand something even he could not quite grasp. “And I’m not sure why he wanted me to have this. Liu doesn’t know either. Maybe Ol’ Sparky was goin’ senile or somethin’.” 

The humor was misplaced, he knew, and neither he nor Cassie laughed. She was at least watching him now, rather than outright fuming, regarding him carefully, studying her father. She chewed her lower lip, brows knitted at the center of her forehead. In this light, she looked just like her mother and Johnny’s heart squeezed with remorse.

“This… you need this,” Cassie said, concluding her internal thoughts aloud for her father’s benefit. “Dad, I know you… I’ve known you my whole life. Back then, when I was a kid, I used to wonder why you didn’t date anyone else when mom…” She sighed, shaking her head. “I thought that you looked so lonely and it broke my heart that I couldn’t fill that space for you. Worse… I kinda figured, y’know, I was the reason there WAS a space.”

There was a lump rising in Johnny’s throat, but he suppressed it, listening to his daughter, so much like him and yet so different, so wise for her age. Better than I was, he thought. 

“I know I wasn’t, y’know? But kids…. Anyway, you aren’t the kind of person who can be alone for very long, are you?” She did not mean the question in a cruel way. She sought truth and she, to Johnny’s chagrin, was absolutely onto something. It was, of course, not a truth he had known when he was younger, had only had inklings. Now, a man well into his fifties, he had figured it out, though it still stung to hear his baby girl say so.

“No, Cassie… I’m not.” The admission felt like a weight being lifted, but this also left him exposed, as if that weight had been a shield more than a burden. “I had to do it… when you were younger ‘cause, well you know what all the books say about a never-ending parade of people in the house when you’ve got a kid…”

“Thank you, Dad. You... “ Her whole body seemed to sag as she approached her father, arms open. “You deserve a break, but it looks like you’re getting more work, huh?”

“An eternity of it,” he admitted and wrapped his arms around his daughter. Cassie held him tight, withdrawing only when she could not take the oncoming numbness. 

“I dunno if I can get used to that,” she admitted.

“I don’t think I can turn it off,” Johnny said apologetically. 

“Yeah, Raiden couldn’t either,” she responded. Her eyes caught something and she stopped. “Hey… have you got like, a glowstick necklace on under your tux? I didn’t know they were handing out goodies like that.”

Cassie gestured toward the chest of Johnny’s tuxedo which, while still on him, in the most technical sense of the word, was askew and the fabric between the buttons had come dislodged (notably, his tie clip was nowhere to be seen). Despite his best efforts, he had evidently missed a few details. Johnny looked down and began to fumble with his tie, loosening it and tugging it aside, suddenly suspicious. Images of Liu Kang and Fujin’s beautiful, glowing marks of divinity were flashing in Johnny’s head and his fingers fumbled eagerly with the top three or four buttons of his shirt. 

“Oh my god, dad…” Cassie’s hand had found her mouth and she was grinning ear to ear. “You’ve GOT to show Liu; he’s gunna flip.”

“Show me what?” Liu Kang seemed to materialize out of the darkness… Perhaps he had merely approached and they had missed him in their excitement. 

“This,” said Johnny proudly, grinning and turning and tugging the top of his shirt open a little wider for his old friend’s perusal. In place of his “Johnny” tattoo, there was, in a very similar script (albeit glowing a soft blue-white) another word:

THUNDER

Liu Kang seemed to sigh with his entire body. “Why are you like this?”

[sasorikigai]

Fujin, since I'm bold and shameless enough to ask... Did you ever have Ryou sandwiched between you and Raiden?

It's Sexual Sunday so... do what you gotta do || anonymous, mention of @sonxflight || accepting

▬▬ι═══════ﺤ🌪️ || The exquisite experience of sensual and carnal exploration had left unforgettable memories of such bewilderment, as coalesced dreams and memories remain bold and fevered, stifled with passion and intent, as the pristine iridescent glass of Fujin’s windows capture both ethereal and splendid beauty which captivates him. How the demigod’s bones and essence aches for the Storm’s fueling solar flare; as honey eyes glow in delight. Their unparalleled dedication and determination to become the best version of themselves through living their greatest life, make the toughest decision in lieu of Earthrealm’s often perilous fate as they cradle all their shared senses to shake them to the core and melt to the poles with one another’s charm. 

 Perhaps Fujin’s kamikaze wind, the swirling ichor of his blood and dualistic sensuality and destructive onslaught, now turning gossamer zephyr emanating in the expanse of the Sky Temple would all amalgamate to render Ryou Sakai beneath the flushing ecstasy and devotive worship. He has long fallen into a spell, in which his own tender, genial reflection has imprisoned him. He would trail his beloved’s sharp jaw with fluid, graceful fingers, thumb absently stroking against the stilled lips. As firm, intentional hands roam across Ryou’s bare body as he too, would become transfixed and rooted, following the movement and extension of his hands. 

As he explores the familiarity of every dip and crevice of his beloved’s muscles, to run fingers along the obsidian waterfall of his hair and kiss along the crook of his neck until cosmic colors bloomed, Fujin lets himself anchored in this steadying, calming reality. While Raiden’s lips encompassed Ryou in silent prayers, as he echoes back the heartfelt mantra of I love you’s, Fujin simply ministers his gentle dominance by following his heart, by falling unfettered and unhesitant into vulnerable. No walls become wrapped around him, as the proximity of their coalesced, overlapped beings continue to ripple like steady eternal motions of the waves, as he would dip his entire self head-first, drown his body, and fill his insides with the idea of the half-Edenian. 

“While circumstances are seldom, but when we do get all together in our heavenly sanctuary of the Sky Temple, we do prefer to delve into the corporeal and spiritual realm of being entangled together in carnal and sensual reverence of one another. The sacred act itself grounds and propels us, instills vigor and energy - for pursuing a singular, raw, and visceral positive reality is more important than a thousand negative dreams which could very well unfurl into our shared, wretchedly painful reality.” The prominence of Fujin’s introspection, which paints vivid strokes of multitudes of various explorations, as a knowing smile stretches from ear to ear, reaching to the halcyon depth of Fujin’s mirthful gaze. “If anyone deserves such indulgence from the Storm, as electric pulses stir his nerves and gossamer brush of my breeze sweeps forth, stirring both external physique and dwelling strength of the samurai’s resolve... It is Ryou Sakai who deserves the utmost love and limerence.” ▬▬ι═══════ﺤ🌪️ || 

[heamatic-a]

          Relationships with Raiden as a whole are difficult to come by unless they are platonic… His past is shrouded in mystery. Before his ascendance to godhood, no one knows who he was. Some speculate he lived a regular life for the times as humans began creating and crafting their cities and more structural societies. He recalls not living within these cities but rather in the wild where he would build furniture and craft wooden artifacts for those who needed them. Some speculate he may have been married but he holds no recollection of such. Nor does he recall holding a close relationship with anyone although he is aware to being acquainted with sexual relations, yet he has no memory of this either, as the Elder Gods deemed his past self would not be necessary to his ascension as long as he kept his purity of heart.

          As a God, his relationships have been small. He did hold feelings for a woman, one of his champions back during the Second Tournament — sadly she was killed during the tournament and, heartbroken, promised himself he would not fall for another. And he has not. He has harbored paternal feelings instead, although his heart was no less broken by loss — yet there is still a divide that differs from a romantic relationship. He has had sexual relations as a God, though they can be counted on one hand, and they were all in the name of mending relations and for negotiation purposes. Never has he done so from love. He is also rather clueless when it comes to someone making advances, as millenias have rendered him rather obtuse to someone’s proposal unless spoken word for word.

            Dark Raiden is even less interested in relationships. He does not — would not have sexual relations, for it is meaningless and unnecessary, even for straightening relations. He is difficult to love, as he is a paranoid God, and one that is rough and harsh with the people around him. In his mind’s eye, everyone will, one day, betray him, and thus he cannot commit to anyone lest he believes they could backstab him somehow. He would be jealous, angry, and toxic to a partner, were he to commit, and even he knows, despite the darkness in his mind, that no one deserves such a treatment. Unless you are Fujin, Raiden does not trust fully.

           As a human, however, things change significantly. His constant running mind filled with the need to protect Earthrealm has slowed considerably which means he has time to think of more mundane or day to day things. He does feel loneliness, has time to think about it whereas he did not prior his fall. While he still vows to protect Earthrealm, the full weight of it does not rest on his shoulders any longer. He feels much lighter, if not happier, though disoriented. He is far more open to the idea of settling with someone, to find someone who he could make happy and vice versa. What once held him back was his duties, now that he does not have any longer, at least, not to the extend of a God, he can devote his attention to loving someone and taking care of them as they deserve. He’s also open to exploring his urges and delve into them. Whether or not this is an echo of his former life is, again, unknown, but there is belief that he is far more assured now that he has lived and experienced so much, as opposed to before he became Thunder God.

           On Hanzo: as per our headcanons (and this is where I will base this), they have known each other a very long time, at least since Hanzo was a boy. He’s grown fond of him from the beginning, and he even thought that perhaps he would be strong enough to enter the next Mortal Kombat Tournament, if not ascend at some point later in his life, because while Hanzo held a fire in him, his heart was always in a good place and pure. There’s always been a strong bond between them. When he died, it left a hollow in Raiden’s heart, not because he’d lost a possible champion, but because he’d lost a friend. Returning as Scorpion pained Raiden greatly, for his heart was entombed in darkness and pain; it was as though the light and pure fire that once was had been extinguished with his need for vengeance. Furthermore, there was nothing he could DO about it. He could not bring Hanzo back, could not solidify that light again because he was so easily entwined with his need for vengeance. He had to work and trust in a being that was made of vitriol. His resurrection was quite literally on accident: Scorpion was at the right place at the right time, basically. And while Raiden should have been happy of the result — and he WAS — that hollow just could not be filled. He kept his distances for fear of make the worse of a good situation. He watched, however, very closely, in the two decades Hanzo spent releasing his anger, make peace with himself. They had many downs during those times, such as when he became afflicted with the Blood Code. Every paths met in animosity gnawed more at his heart. As such, he was surprised when Raiden was offered a place at the Shirai Ryu Temple when he relinquished his godhood. In truth, he did not feel like he deserved it. Still does not feel it. But he works hard to mend the wrongs that have been done while he was Thunder God. Becoming close to Hanzo is not something he’d expected, but it felt right, not forced. And in such, he feels like he can take care of Hanzo where he was absent so long while Hanzo regained his humanity, where his death was not prevented, and even as Scorpion, for he needed guidance and Raiden, too angry with the situation, had not been capable of giving him what he needed. So now he’s able to give, and give, and give all the while being grateful for Hanzo’s hospitality, love, and shared wisdom.

          On Kuai Liang: Raiden feels a lot of compassion for Kuai. He’s been through a LOT. All of which, perhaps, could have been prevented, such as his cyberization. Raiden was the one who stopped Smoke from saving Kuai Liang when the Cyber Initiative captured him, and while he does not regret stopping Smoke for he WOULD have suffered the same fate, he does feel ashamed to not have intervened, for at the time he did not feel he had a right to do so. And yet still Kuai Liang, though transformed, still chose to fight by Raiden’s side, and for that the Thunder God holds him in high esteem. Sadly, he perished at the hands of Sindel along many others, something he was unable to prevent either. His return as a Revenant also weigh heavy on Raiden, for he felt he’d suffered more than enough. Again his return to the living was a stroke of luck, but he is glad it happened. Despite the hardships, Kuai Liang grew strong and wise with his years. He does truly admire his good heart despite all he has been through, later even with the Kamidogu — he’s watched Kuai Liang fall prey to too much, and this is why, when he was brought back to health and he returned alone to the Lin Kuei Temple, Raiden offered to rebuild his clan with the best of the best of Earthrealm (not quite by choice, but it was something he knew Kuai would have wanted despite trying to show himself as cold on the idea at first). To this day he considers Kuai as someone to look up to in terms of keeping one’s heart pure despite all the hardships. He greatly respects him.

@kathexismania

[judgeverse]

Fujin, please?

First impression

mkx story mode: who is this guy? i like him already. they won't kill him off, will they? do we get to play as him?! ...oh well

Impression now

fujin is a very necessary character, particularly to balance out raiden's well-meaning but inept efforts as a protector god (raiden needs some family support, somebody looking out for him). however, he also deserves to shine on his own without raiden in the picture, and certainly could do so, given the chance. i wish we had a clearer idea of his personality

Favorite moment

that wiki page that says "the elemental gods: earth, water, fire, and fujin". jk, my actual favorite moment was in mkx story mode with him and raiden fighting off the revenants, since that was pretty badass. but his absence in the rest of it is very confusing. did he go grocery shopping and not notice shinnok taking over the jinsei? come on, fujin

Idea for a story

while raiden's away on outworld business, fujin has to watch over earthrealm, with the help of nightwolf and various monks. this is basically what i did with him in mirror match, although there's a great scene earlier on where he averts kano's attempts to kidnap raiden for ransom by dressing as raiden and throwing kano off the sky temple (you've read it, so you remember, but most haven't seen that one)

Unpopular opinion

shipping fujin with raiden is no good, they work best in a brother dynamic. i don't know how popular vs unpopular this opinion is, actually, but i feel very strongly about it. raiden needs family, and the characters are much more compelling interacting that way

Favorite relationship

fujin/nightwolf is very cute (nature buddies!) but has the tragic distinction of being the only ship i haven't gotten around to making art for, yet. i should do something about that

Favorite headcanon

i write fujin as a more laid-back, deadpan sarcastic type, which seems to suit his role; he's less closely involved in earthrealm events, and feels less strongly about it all. he does, however, have a sentimental side, and it's not hard to see if you get to know him

bonus: fujin mkx style