#Tekken Bloodline fanfiction

[alicethenobody]

OMG SAME 100% FACTS TRUE i fucking hate how the dmc fans online keep making the same repetitive unfunny dante in debt jokes while being more empathetic towards both nero and vergil. like dante tends to have isolation habits or isolate himself from others to protect others, that's a common trope in fiction in general (especially japanese fictional stories but some western stories like The Boys or Spiderman has this trope too). These people are actually fucking stupid sometimes. Not to mention without Dante - Vergil and Nero wouldn't exist in the series. I'm also glad I'm not the only one who thinks Dante is one of the more realistic responses to trauma I've seen.

The way the DMC fanbase treats my boy Dante sometimes also reminds me of how the Tekken community treats my man Jin Kazama (especially on websites like reddit, twitter, and the YouTube comments section). They always show more empathy towards his father Kazuya (who is very similar to Vergil and Sasuke, man loses his family and goes down a dark path obsessed with power. also is the father of another character but is absent in their child's life) and Heihachi (who is literally just evil...like dude fucking killed his own wife, his own father, Michelle's father, Lidia's father, Leroy's entire family. dude unleashed shrek and killed innocent people.). Yet they mock Jin's mental health issues of survivor's guilt and low self esteem and make shitty jokes at his expense a lot. Jin lived a peaceful humble life with his mother Jun until Ogre attacked and Jin wanted to defeat Ogre to avenge his mother and also avenge the other fighters who were hurt by Ogre (ex. Hwoarang's master, King's adopted father). Then Heihachi who Jin trusted for years just betrays him by almost killing him via being shot multiple times. Then Jin finds out he was born with the Devil Gene thanks to his dad and has a hard time controlling it. His father Kazuya only cares about power and wants to kill Jin to get the rest of the Devil Gene for himself and Kazuya mostly cares about revenge against Heihachi. Most of the terrible shit in his life is out of his control. Like Dante, Jin also isolates himself from others out of fear his devil gene might hurt them or they might get dragged into the problems of the dysfunctional Mishima bloodline he's trying to end.

It also doesn't help that the creators of Tekken also lowkey hate Jin Kazama too, Harada blatantly stated in multiple interviews that he prefers villainous characters (ex. Heihachi aka Harada's favorite character), and Harada always wanted Jin to be a villain like his precious Heihachi Mishima but the team disagreed at first for obvious reasons (there are already too many bad guys/morally grey characters in Tekken, Jin is supposed to be the good mishima bloodline member he is supposed to be the good guy who doesn't let his trauma or family history make him bad, and it'd just be a repeat of Kazuya's story). Then Harada also assassinated Jin's character and made him OOC in Tekken 6's shitty scenario campaign story. Jin's potrayal in Tekken 6 completely contradicts his characterization in the older games (especially his Tekken 4 ending) and Jin is just out of character in that game, but the fanbase are usually idiots who don't realize that. So the fans bash Jin even more, and oh don't get me started on all the horrible fanfiction on ao3 where Jin gets r*ped by multiple characters because he hasn't suffered enough.

Both Dante and Jin deserve better, i hate it here it's always my favs are cursed lmao. (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

YEAAAH like I’m sorry but I think people are so overly critical of his actions in DMC5. I’m always gonna be of the belief he did nothing wrong in that game except for not telling Nero Vergil was his dad but he had reasons for not telling him like… the fact that he was afraid of cursing Nero with the same life he was living if he got too closely associated with either twin. And the fact that Nero most likely wouldn’t believe him (which Dante himself said) unless he had definitive proof for him. Dante is a man weighed down by the responsibility of protecting all of humanity, something any other person would completely crack under. So he thinks he can only let people in a certain amount or else they could get hurt. It happened many times, after all. Like I’d understand the criticisms of his behavior if he acted like a toxic asshole the whole time but… he really doesn’t. At worst he’s said something insensitive a couple times which… who hasn’t done that in their life and he felt bad about it both times it happened lmao (when he upset Nero in 5 and when he accidentally made Patty cry in the anime. Like he was actively miserable the entire episode because of it.) I’ve read such a weird amount of posts bashing Dante or fanfics that do the same.

Btw I’ve never played Tekken but that sounds shitty :(

[kristailine]

On Jun Kazama's personality

I have an on and off recurring tekken / kazujun phase ever since I shipped them when I was 7 years old lol. Whenever this phase occurs, I have the sudden urge to read and re-read all the kazujun fanfics and consume some canon content crumbs.

Besides this, a part of me still finds it difficult to conceptualize Jun's personality that is independent from all her ties with the supernatural and her relationship with Kazuya and Jin. The lack of information on the source material itself really allows for people to interpret her in different ways, mostly by making sense out of implicative instances and subtleties that's written in canon. I noticed the differences in interpretations mostly on fanfics.

Like I have read a ton of kazujun fanfics (fanfiction dot net, ao3, heck even tumblr and some on that dead tekken dojo website that was shut down a few years ago. You name it all) and almost all of them have in some way a very unique characterization of Jun.

Some older works stick with the orthodox, depicting her as like the purest and most tranquil person to have ever graced the Earth who also possesses little to no flaws. She's also often written as innocent and naive but has a strong willpower. I believe this kind of personality of hers was brought about thanks to the Tekken Motion Picture anime wherein Jun is very persistent about freeing Kazuya from his hatred and all that.

Other works that were made in the mid 2000s until early 2010s give her a little more dimension by making her a bit more playful and adventurous. Just like what a 22 year old woman would be (now I can somehow relate to this because I finally reached that early 20s age too and all I wanna do is explore and have fun in life).

It's not such an out of character kind of characterization to Jun when she's always been depicted as someone who's pure and tranquil. In fact, I do find this an interesting layer on her personality. Like imagine living in a remote island in Japan, learning martial arts, then probably relocating to the capital to study college (??) and get a job and become a wildlife officer then to join a freaking fighting tournament and become attracted to a man who's literally got the devil inside of him. Like if that does not scream adventurous to you then better read all that again. Miss girlie lived many lives lol. So I believe Jun being adventurous is not at all that oc, and it also adds to her fearless persona as it can be seen that she can manage change and foreign situations well (which also makes more sense how she even managed to bear with Kazuya)

Moving onto the more contemporary projections of Jun's personality as what I have observed in the mid 2010s to present fanfics. There's a theme in making her much more mature, kind of like someone who is very attuned to the ways of life. But despite that, they also show more of her humane side and her flaws (kind of like the opposite of how she's written in older fic works).

Now, I think this huge shift in how she's interpreted is because of the Tekken 6 monologue wherein Kazuya talks briefly about Jun. Then we also have Jun in TTT2. Lastly, I think Tekken Bloodline also played a role in solidifying this mature Jun personality (but to be fair tho, Jun's already a mother who's been raising her 15 year old son as a single parent on that show. I guess it's just appropriate that she becomes mature).

Anyway, I'm on this talk because all the interpreted Jun personality varies a lot and kind of clashes with one another. I only ever just realized how much I know nothing about Jun when I tried writing kazujun fanfics and realized how Jun's internal monologue keeps on having tone changes as if she isn't one person. Kinda felt like my interpretation of her is influenced by all the aforementioned personalities that I have observed in fanfics, but they all kinda clash so I need to straighten this out and try to flesh her out more so I can continue writing my drafts.

However, I do find it interesting that although the fandom really isn't given that much information about Jun, it's still very entertaining to see how different people would write and play her out in fanfics.

Tekken 8 better deliver a backstory about Jun hopefully, and also some good storytelling as well. Supporters of the franchise are long overdue with quality storytelling that provides answers to the many mysteries that surround Tekken. Most especially Jun because of her disappearance.

[theanimekid]

The Avenger and The Lover

Jin Kazama x Fem Fighter! Reader

@oyasumimosura asked: Tysm! May I request some Jin Kazama x reader where Jin met (y/n) at the school garden since she’s the head of the gardening club? She even gave him some flowers before he left the garden, This sets when he got trained by Heihachi when Heihachi later, found out about their friendship. He sent the ogre to kill her parents. Even though she has this cute flower girl persona, Jin doesn’t know (y/n) is still a deadly fighter inside since she participated in street fighting before to earn some money before stopping it because her parents don’t want their daughter to get into trouble again. So she signed up for the tournament, wanting to avenge her parent’s death. She didn’t expect to find Jin, they even got into a fight. Jin was surprised that she was very a good fighter. That makes him fall in love with her more.

When I tell you I got too excited would be an understatement. I HAVE DREAMED OF THIS moment.

Warnings: Angst, death, some fluff here and there, reader entering the tournament, also time skip and SPOILERS!!!

Word got around the school that a new student is coming to your school. You were helping out the fellow associates of your club. Tending buds around your school as the cherry blooms swayed in the sunlit afternoon. Your club members chattered like gossip girls in a bathroom.

" So you guy heard about the new kid?"

"Yea, they say his name is... Jin Kazama?"

" Some of my friends said that came in here in a limousine. And not just your average rich one. It had the Mishima Zaibatsu symbol on it."

"No way! Is he related to you know who?"

" If he arrived here in that, he has to be."

"Alright, units!" You hollered out as the members turned their attention towards you. " That's enough planting for today, head to your designated classes, and we will pick this up tomorrow." You requested as the members got up from the ground and bowed their heads before leaving the school garden. " Thank you, President!"

You sighed as you watched your constituents leaving the garden one by one. It's hard being the president of the school's flower club. Especially when it comes to seasonal and traditional affairs, you loved how much you and your teammates achieved so much. And finally, you can have some alone time. You reached for your phone in your coat pocket and pressed play on your playlist. You took off your shoes and started to sway from side to side before dancing to the music. The flower gently swung in the wind as you pulled the hair tie out of your hair, and a couple of pedals glistened into your movements as if there were on command.

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Jin roamed through the hallway. With scrapes and bandages on his face due to his grandfather, Heihachi Mishima's teachings. As he was walking to his next class, he stood by an open space where there were flowers, a lot of flowers. The music filled the air as the wind moved in symphony. And there was... you. Your beautiful hair waved in the air, arms swinging, pedals danced along with you, and your skin was soft and welcoming. Eyesight matching the purple wisteria, you didn't notice that you were smiling at him. Jin felt his heart race, his face turning a shade of pink as he ambled towards you, taken aback.

The song ended as you finished your dance with a bow, as your hair fell on both sides of your face. The pedals gently fall to the gravel-hardened earth. You rose to see the boy in front of you with a pink blush on his face and a hairstyle that looked like he must've used some kind of hair gel. You chuckled as you got back on your feet and greeted him. " Hello there, stranger."

He snuffed and started to stammer. " I-I um... hello."

You tipped your head as you waltzed over to put on your shoes," So... you new around here?" You asked curiously. He responded in a nervous fashion, scratching the back of his head. "Uhhh... yea. I had just begun attending here today." He avoided your gaze, looking down on the pebbled floor underneath him. His blushy countenance still remained. She's ravishing, conceivably the most gorgeous girl I've ever encountered.

You tugged a yellow rose from one of the pots you planted. " Flowers like these... means joy, warmth, and welcome." You explained as you slowly trotted towards him and lifted his head with the palm of your head. " And I, welcome you to our school, my name is Y/n L/n, and you are?"

He withdrew your hand from his face. Now downright flustered, he gulped as he gently took the flower from your hand and presented himself. " It-it's Jin... J-Jin Kazama."

That night he spent with his eyes opened. A mile warm as he held the yellow rose that you'd given him. His heart was ringing in his ears like they were echoing to see her again. The next day, he was racing down the hallway like he was racing against time. He saw you once again. Watering some of the plants that have just arrived recently. You were chatting with the other club members while eating lunch when one of them caught a glimpse of him standing in the middle of the hallway and directly walking toward you.

"It looks like your boyfriend's here." She teased as he walked closer and closer. You playfully shoved her off as your face got warm, "No, he's not... Maybe... But you what I meant!"

Jin came to you with his school bag; in his hand and the other behind his back. He was concealing something. The trace of pink expresses itself. " Hello again, Jin," You welcomed him sweetly. " Hi, Y-y/n"

You could hear the club members murmuring under their breaths.

"Did he just stammer?"

" Yea, I think he's falling in love with her."

" What's behind his back is the real question."

Jin cleared his throat, slowly revealing the bouquet of Japanese hydrangea. Wrapped in a beautiful turquoise wrapping paper. " I want to give you this, as-as- a show of my gratitude. Also, do you want to be friends?"

You shyly answered yes.

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*Spoilers for Episode 3*

But that was four long years ago. Four. Years.

The only thing that held up from the ground was the memory of your parents. Before they fell to the Orge. Before he transferred his power to yours. So let's put it this way, you may look like the average flower girl that goes to your moderate middle school, but were also a badass deathly stealth street fighter. With the compound of martial arts, jujutsu, and gymnastic style, you feared every combatant on the streets. Even Howarang would think twice not to piss you off on a bad day.

So when the Ogre came onto your home and killed your parents, you were traumatized and so full of rage. You tried your best to take him head-on. You may have put a few dents in him, but he came out victorious. Leaving bloody on the ground, defeated, and on the threshold of knocking on death's door.

The Ogre grabbed a glass bottle, slammed it on the ground, and hauled the now sharp object in his hand. A streak of blood came from out of his hand. He arched his way towards your almost lifeless body. He grabbed your hand and haul the broken glass with it. Squeezing his hand as little droplets of blood entered yours, he chanted some style of ritual as you stood crying out in pain, veins prodding out of your skin.

The only thing that you could remember was that voice. " Heal your wounds... Get strong... And then, we shall see you worthy."

Shall see you worthy? What does that phrase mean?

The sound of the plane drove you out of your thoughts. Waking up in an empty middle-class level. You yawned and stretched out your limbs before grabbing your duffle bag.

You stepped out of the Peru airport station. The bright sun shined into the afternoon, and you looked around to find the ride that was supposed to be there.

" I have to ride... all the way to the tournament with this jerk?" A familiar voice called out to your attention as you turned to see the ride, seeing other combatants and two very acquainted boys as they had a stare down with each other.

"Howrarang."

"Kazama."

" My two favorite idiots." You called out as everyone turned their attention to you. " It's been a long time since we got together like this."

Howrarang came at you with his arms out before giving you a hug, " Y/n, you made it! I thought you were gonna watch me win this." You scoffed, and Miss. Miura intervened, " Y/n is another participant in the tournament." She added. Jin looked at you in shock. He didn't know that you also entered the tournament. But you also look... completely different. You figure, behavior, it's like you weren't the same Y/n that he knew four years ago. But at the same time... You still looked radiant, perfect, like a dream.

You slowly walked up to Jin as he became speechless, " I don't get a hi either, Mr. Toubled teen?"

Jin snapped out of his thoughts, " Oh- Omm... Uhh-*Clears Thorat" Hi, Y/n"

Hworarang looked at him in astonishment and perplexity. Did Jinn Kazama stutter? Oh, I'm most definitely gonna tease him when we get there, He thought with a smirky smile; on his face. He gonna be hearing his voice for a while.

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" Yo, Jin, you coming or what?" Hworarang called out as Jin was meditating on the stone. "Why?" He answered with his eyes closed. " Because Y/n is gonna be up next! I heard her fight is going to be different than the others." He exhilarated with glee. " You sound pretty excited about this fight," Jin added as he walked with Howrarang to the tournament. He was walking proudly with his arms behind his head. " Oh, trust me, you'll see."

See what, exactly?

You stood in the middle of the forest, with your akiman training outfit, showing the muscular thighs, and your long hair tied up into a ponytail. Your opponent: Some of Mishima's security forces. I hope their ready to have their asses handed to them. Cause I'm not stopping till I have his head on my goddamn wall!

They arrived just in time as the fight was about to begin. Bodies of Tekken soldiers started flying in the air one by one. As the match was one against many battles. Jin felt his jaws fly open and fall to the floor as Howrarang and Xiyaou cheered you on. An experience from your street fighting days. There was one. Fight that you were most confident in: a one-army battle. One woman against a gang. You took them effortlessly. Each guard has their share of a beatdown as you were ruthless towards them. Sending some of the guards flying in the air, others slamming them buried into the ground. Ganryu. Being one of the last of the guards remaining. Took into his sumo position. As you came in charging at him, he stood his ground, waiting for your next attack. What he'd not foreknow was to see you flying into the air as the wind currents carried you between the legs. He knows this style. That's the Kazama technique!

He went to block his face with his arms, but you stopped midway and sent a gut punch to the stomach, a kick to send him flying in the air as you jump along with him, wrapping your legs between both sides of his face into a chokehold. " I'm really sorry for this," You apologized. " None taken." He replied.

"It's time for you to know your place." You yelled out as you sent him outta the air and into the dirt floor. Debris coming from all over. He lay unconscious as you stood on his stomach and raised your fist into the air.

"Winner: The Goddess Street Fighting, Y/n L/n!!"

Hworarange and Xiyaou came rushing into with excitement as they praised and asked about a million questions. Jin could only stare at you in marvel and stupefaction. He always you weren't the type to take on fighting because of who you were merely a flower girl... But now... he's just at a loss for words.

" That was some impressive fighting skills, I'll be sure not to take you on in the net round." Paul Pheonix replied before he put a hand on your shoulder.

The strong acknowledges the strong.

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You lost... You lost against Jin.

You sat in the medical room, tears falling from your face as you cursed out. The automatic door opened before you wiped the dried tears from your face. Jin came into your hospital room with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and guilt in his eyes. He shouldn't have done this... but his grandfather... He had to do something. Anything. " Y/n, do you have a moment?" He asked as he walked closer to you. You sniffled, " If you came here to brag about your victory, then forget it." He shook his head, and the tiny hint of pink tickled his cheeks before avoiding your gaze. He's got something to say off his chest.

" I..." He sighed as he tried to build up his courage, " Have something to confess, something I've been wanting to say for a long time, maybe even rehearsed my lines before reaching to see you." He placed the flowers on your table stand, cupped your hands in his, and brought them up to his face. " I love you. y/n since we first met in that garden... I knew right then and there that my heart was beating for you. I loved everything about you. Your beauty, your confidence, your personality, then seeing you fight out there against so many, I... My heart screamed your name even more-" You shushed his confession with a passionate kiss before it ended up as a rambling. You pulled away as he gave you a calm look on his face. " I already know that. Jin, but I shouldn't have waited four years just for you to say it."

Jin stared at you for a second before giving a small peck on the lips. " Yea, you're right."

" Sooo... Does that mean you two are dating now?" Hworarang asked curiously as he stood at the door the entire time with his flowers in his hand.

He will never forget the moment. When his rival finally confessed to his crush.

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A/n: On a scale of 1 to 10, how would rate this?

[mana-sputachu]

Would love it if you link any Xiaojin fanfic! I have been looking for any for so long so if you can link few you like?

Okay, keep in mind I had these stories in my FFnet favorites for more than ten years so I don't remember ALL the plots well nor the "quality" of it. I should re-read them now that I'm into Tekken again so I can make a better list, BUT meanwhile...

One tainted secret by kt doll - a different perspective on Jin and Xiao and their relationship (incomplete)

Flow and Momentum by Madame Batolli (in general all her shorts I remember being pretty good. Flow contains implied sex, but it's very very mild.)

Goodbye by Riflow (short and angst)

Hemorrhage by kandisi

I don't know if you're the Xiao/Devil Jin anon, but I'll add also those stories I mentioned in that answer. Now, I haven't read these in AGES, but I remember Jin being particularly shitty here, I just don't remember anymore if he was manipulated by DJ or just OOC. Warning, it's also pretty explicit in sexual content (I don't mind it but just to be safe). Anyway, here it is:

Promise and Revenge by Yoshi Lee Revenge is Promise's sequel, and it appears to also have an alternate version that I didn't know it existed until now, so I can't say anything about it (but if someone will read any of these and want to tell me their opinions I'm all ears!), but I've linked it just in case.

Little bonus that isn't strictly XiaoJin but XiaoJinHwoa, anyway I mention it because I think it's a little gem that deserves to be read because is so well written, and I love every kind of Jin's introspection, and it's Sealed. Sadly it's from an orphaned account on AO3, but if by any chance the author should come across this post, please let me love you. Tell me you're writing more OT3 under a different name. Please.

I haven't looked for new stories lately because I'm buried in works, but if you have recommendations please send it my way, thank you!