#hanzo youre supposed to be DEAD

[lycankeyy]

I wanted to doodle Hanzo with my favorite ninja weapon and it somehow spiraled into this

[unwishablestars]

Hi I’m not sure if you take this type of requests and if you don’t you can just ignore it. Could you do Cassidy, Hanzo, Genji, Lifewaever and Mauga (not sure if you writ for him) comforting their s/o after they got rescued from being kidnapped. Can you also add that the s/o was pregnant but had a miscarriage due to the kidnapping? If you don’t want to add the last bit that’s fine.

Thank you. 😊

I failed

Pair(s): Cassidy x Pregnant!Reader | Hanzo x Pregnant!Reader | Genji x Pregnant!Reader | Lifeweaver x Pregnant!Reader

Genre: Angst , Hurt/Comfort (little comfort ngl)

Word Count: 1.3k

Tags: Headcanons, Angst, Miscarriage, Multi-Character, uhhhhhhhhhhhhh

TWs: Miscarriage, Kidnapping, Angst, Mildly-described violence

Summary: Cassidy/Hanzo/Genji/Lifeweaver's partner get kidnapped while pregnant leading to reader's miscarriage.

A/N: HIIIII ANONNNN!!! Thank you so much for your request!<3 I'm really sorry about the delay since life got in the way a bit :( And sorry I don't write for Mauga cuz idk how yet--- fresh hero ykyk</3 I hope you like this though!! Sorry for the delay again :(

Cassidy

Even before joining overwatch Cassidy was already a pretty wanted man due to him being part of the dead lock gang

And it never really changed when he joined overwatch

Though this time he wasn't a criminal but he was still in a dangerous field, but you always loved him because you've seen him in all the ways he loves you.

He was swooned when he met you.

One cheesy love story later, BOOM, you're preggers.

Whether you were a civilian or an agent, Cassidy WILL NOT let you get involved with his work while pregnant.

So he was absolutely distraught when he couldn't find you in you're shared home.

He walks through the door calling out for your name, ready to pamper you for the night, only to get no response.

Suddenly, he sees the signs of struggle. Knocked over furniture, thrown books, and just a general mess of your home

He is frantic.

Starts yelling your name, running around the house trying to look for you. "..Fuck..FuckfuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK"

After a few hours, they eventually locate you. They waste no time at all.

The plan was simple, (maybe even too simple), just get you out of there. Unharmed.

Cole, with worry and adrenaline as strong as ever, finds you tied to a chair. Crying, distraught, and bleeding.

Now you lay on the base's medic bay, face showing numbness as you learned the news of your baby.

Everyone had left after attempting to comfort you. All except for you lover.

He held your hand as he felt a familiar pain of loss, holding back tears, he just wanted to make sure you knew you weren't alone. And that he is so sorry.

"Darlin.. fuck.. I'm so sorry.. I was supposed to protect you. Our child.. it's my-- I'm so fucking sorry, love. Please.. please don't hate me."

Of course you didn't hate him. But too exhausted to speak, you brought his hand up to your cheek and weakly said "Just.. stay.."

"Darlin.. I will never leave your side."

Hanzo

Hanzo has been hiding in the shadows and constantly on the run for years. Alone. Until you, of course.

You offered to give him a place to stay after seeing him about to doze off sitting on a bench in the park

"No, it's fine. I'm just resting." He was literally about to pass out--

He had eventually opened up to you after much persistence and kindness, and grew incredibly fond of you.

To him, you brought him peace.

For a while, he tried to lessen contact with you as to avoid any conflicts with the people searching for him.

But he was conflicted when he found out you were pregnant. He did not want to leave your side but he also did not want to endanger you, especially in this state.

After some reassurance, he agreed to stay and take care of you.

He had hoped he would lay low enough that not only would he have to worry about your safety but also be able to be a present father to his child.

But when he came to your shared home and the door wide open, he fuckin lost it.

Frantically looking for you in your home, swearing all sorts in his home tongue didn't solve the issue.

He couldn't find you but he did find an envelope containing you're whereabouts.

They've been planning this for a while, how long were they watching him? Why did they only strike when you're health was so critical.

Hanzo was livid realizing this.

He headed to your location and found you tied to a chair, sac over your head, in a dimly lit warehouse

He knew it was a trap but ain't no way he would let anyone put a finger on you.

After being roughed up himself, (but ultimately beating the shit put of a of em) he took a look at you and saw the bruises, the scrapes

and the blood down there

he held you close, forever blaming himself for what happened

Genji

Genji and you met during your time in overwatch while they were in their prime

He was emo back then but you liked that,

And when he realized he liked you're unconditional admiration, he liked you too.

He didn't admit it of course, neither to himself nor to you but whatever.

Years later, Winston sends the recall.

And he was pleased to find out you had come back,

With a new mentality, a new acceptance of himself, and a more open acceptance of your love.

This time he made the first move, trying to act smooth like his pre-overwatch days, but his stuttering and nervousness gave it away though.

He was worried you'd remembered him as the angry and vengeful man he once was, but you saw who he was deep down

Which is the exact reason why he fell in love with you.

Eventually, after feeling a bit of morning sickness he urged you to go Mercy or Bap or anyone to help you get better.

Only for you to find out you're pregnant.

You stayed away from missions for a while as Genji requested, at most doing paperwork and helping a bit around the base.

But when the base was suddenly attacked, Genji pinned, yelling at you to stayed back.

You tuned out his pleads and gripped your weapon to help the father of your child.

And you did, but you were knocked out and taken away. He was too weak to reach you.

They immediately set out to rescue you, fully aware of your vulnerable state.

Though they had insisted for Genji to heal up first, through his broken visor, he shot them a glare that wouldn't stop him from saving his love.

After finding you in a cell, bruises all over in a weakened state, unconscious, he carried you back to the ship and held you close, eye getting watery.

You woke up in a hospital bed in the medbay, the first thing you notice being the ache your body feels, and the pain in your stomach.

Then, you notice your lover hold you close and tight.

Followed by the sorrowful looks of the doctors.

They left to give you two some space.

"I'm.. so sorry.. please.. forgive me.."

With tears in your eyes, you held each other close, never wanting to let go again.

Lifeweaver

You had worked alongside Lifeweaver in his development of biolight,

He loved having you at his side.

Soon he took you dates, brought you gifts and food, too show appreciation.

Not realizing he was indulging in his growing love for you.

After giving him some clarity of his feeling with a bold kiss, you two were inseparable, even more than before.

After you had missed you're period, you showed your lover the positive test and he way beyond joyful.

He always urged you to rest and didn't let you lift a finger. He didn't want you to be stressed or worried, he saw such beauty in you.

But those you wanted his biolight saw opportunity.

He was out buying food for you and his future baby but he came home to an open door, silence, thrown trinkets and portraits.

In his panic, he wondered whether or not he would need to contact his family. Or Satya. Or Baptiste. Anyone.

He received a video file on his desktop.

Asking for the acces to his biolight as well as the information to it's creation.

He was shaking, he wasn't strong enough to fight them on his own, he needed help. He needed you. Please come back to me.

He cannot wait any longer. He caved. Only for you. And for them.

He had sent all the information they needed. And as breathed heavily on his knees. He heard a vehicle arrive at his estate.

He hurried out, even almost tripping in the process, he needed to see you were okay, that you were both okay.

He saw you being lead to the front gate, and the abductors lackey walking back to their vehicle.

Giving him a face of no remorse.

As he held you in his arms once again, the look in your eyes had told him everything.

You two stayed there. Just feeling the comfort of what you two still had. Each other.

[l0sercat]

MK Intros with my MK SI/OC

I'm doing another part because I enjoy writing intros! Also I know my OC is in the MK11 universe, but I LOVE Tomas amd Havik so I included them lol. Also if you get the reference I put in here, brownie points for you <3 If you want me to write intros for a x reader I will just send a request in my inbox!! Here is the first part: x

Smoke: So how did you get those ears and tails?

Luci: It was an experiment

Smoke: So your not from outworld?

Smoke: Your animal features are really cool!

Luci: *smiles* Thank you I appreciate it, if you want you can pet my tail *tail gently swishes*

Smoke: Really?! I bet it's so soft!

Smoke: I heard what happened, I'm so sorry if I was insensitive

Luci: You didn't know so don't apologize

Smoke: Still...I'm just glad your okay now!

Luci: I like your nickname*smiles*

Smoke: Really!? You don't think it's dumb?

Luci: Of course not!

Luci: Hellooo King of Smokeee~

Smoke: *laughs* you remind me of Johnny

Luci: Really? *Tail swishes excitedly*

Luci: I'm so excited to fight against you!

Smoke: I won't go easy on you!

Luci: Please don't, Give me everything you got!

~~~~~~~~~

Kuai Liang: No I will not make you a popsicle

Luci: But I saw you make them for others!

Kuai Liang: No your eyes must be deceiving you...

Kuai Liang: How do you know my brother?

Luci: Bi-han? Well it's kinda complicated heh

Kuai Liang: *narrows eyes* Once I beat you, you wll explain

Kuai Liang: Why are you so obsessed with that Sorcerer anyway?

Luci: He makes me laugh and he cares for me in his own way

Kuai Liang: So he actually has a heart?

Luci: So you and Hanzo are best buds now?

Kuai Liang: We only work together to take down a shared enemy

Luci: Are you talking about me and Shang or Kronika?

Luci: I am just burning up can you help me cool down?

Kuai Liang: Not in the way your hoping for

Luci: Well I always said I was down to try new things

Luci: Honestly I kinda prefer your brother..

Kuai Liang: And I prefer when you shut the hell up!

Luci: Geez don't get your panties in a twist

~~~~~~~~~

Hanzo: Why do you side with the sorcerer?

Luci: Why do you side with Raiden?

Hanzo: I side with the side that will save our universe!

Hanzo: I'm sure Raiden will take you back

Luci: He basically told me to fuck off...

Hanzo: You kids are so overdramatic

Hanzo: For the last time I will Not be your personal heater!

Luci: Pretty please with a cherry on top?~ *Gives puppy eyes and tail fluffs out*

Hanzo: No! Knock that off!

Luci: Why are you so concerned about me joining your side?

Hanzo: For reasons I cannot disclose

Luci: It's Lui Kang's doing isn't it?

Luci: Can you light my blunt for me?

Hanzo: My powers are not meant for that use!

Luci: Oh c'mon help a girl out!

Luci: Get over here!

Hanzo: *sighs* First Cassie now you?

Luci: *giggles* Can't help that's it's catchy!~

~~~~~~~~~

Fujin: Your attempts to hit on me are pointless

Luci: Damnit! Its probably for the best anyways *pouts*

Fujin: Yes, we wouldn't want that Sorcerer to get all mad *smirks*

Fujin: Your quarrel with my brother doesn't concern me

Luci: Your not gonna take sides?

Fujin: No both of you are in the wrong

Fujin: Even if I'm not by your side the wind will be there for you

Luci: Thank you Fujin..I appreciate it*smiles*

Fujin: Anytime Luci *smiles back*

Luci: Could you tell the wind to chill out

Fujin: *raises eyebrow* What for thought you enjoyed it?

Luci: Yeah well it keeps in messing up my hair...

Luci: If I win this fight can I play with your hair?

Fujin: I- I suppose?

Luci: Yippee! Shang hardly ever lets me touch his hair *pouts*

Luci: Your dead and buried darling~

Fujin: *huffs in amusement* Does that actually work on people?

Luci: Whatt, that didn't get you all conflicted?

~~~~~~~~~

Erron Black: Why do you flirt if your with that Sorcerer?

Luci: Because I can, plus it's nice to see him get all mad *laughs*

Erron Black: So your a brat?

Erron Black: Surrender now and I promise I won't hurt your pretty face

Luci: Oh please I'm not scared of you

Erron Black: You should be

Erron Black: Now how'd that sorcerer manage to woo you?

Luci: He's hot and is great as using his hands

Erron Black: I'm pretty skilled with my hands as well

Luci: Can I get a gun tour?

Erron Black: Only if you win this fight

Luci: Oh trust me I will win

Luci: I like your hat can I keep it?

Erron Black: *chuckles* Thank you little lady but I'm afraid you can't have it

Luci: Damn, what if we bet on it? Or traded!

Luci: Your dead and buried darling~

Erron Black: *chuckles* Is that your best line?

Luci: No! Ugh why is everyone so boring!

~~~~~~~~~

Havik: Fall into Khaos!

Luci: Baby I already have a long time ago

Havik: Yet you follow the sorcerer around like a pet!

Havik: Why do you call me these pet names?

Luci: It's just something I do, why is it making you feel conflicted? *Smirks*

Havik: Hah it'll take more than that to win my heart over!

Havik: Your not from outworld yet you have these animal features?

Luci: Yeah long story, but I'm from earthworld

Havik: When I win this fight my reward shall be to learn your story

Luci: I like your new look I think it's an improvement!

Havik: Hah of course it is! Khaos improves everything!

Luci: Your cute when you get excited, reminds me of Shang

Luci: I do not follow Shang like a pet!

Havik: Do you truly believe that? *Laughs*

Luci: Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! *Tail flares out*

Luci: I'm trying to convince Shang Tsung to ally with you...

Havik: *laughs* I do not need his help I will achieve my goal without him!

Luci: Yeah but I want to help I get bored just staying inside 24/7

~~~~~~~~~

Others mentioning Luci:

Hanzo: What is your relationship with Luci?

Fujin: She is a close friend of mine

Hanzo: Even after she sided with Shang?

Hanzo: So Luci is also trying to get you to use your powers for weird things?

Kuai Liang: Yes she asked me to make her popsicles *laughs*

Hanzo: That's not even close to being as bad as what she asked me to do

Smoke: I don't see why everyone has such a strong distaste for Luci?

Fujin: It is a very long story, but know this it is not her fault no matter what Raiden says

Smoke: After this will you explain everything to me?

Fujin: Please do not take your anger out on Luci

Hanzo: She should have sided with us then!

Fujin: It is not her fault!

Fujin: You misunderstand Luci

Kuai Liang: Not much to misunderstand

Fujin: If only you knew...

[struckd0wn]

I'll Make You Mine ── Hanzo Shimada

Hanzo Shimada × ftm!reader

CW: mentions of noncon (not w/ Hanzo), Hanzo leads Shimada Clan AU, sex slave, reader had top surgery, clit and cunt used as describing anatomy, he's gentle :3, mention of scars and bruising from previous experiences,

A/N: this lowkey drags on so mb, also dk if I hate it or like it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

You were on your way to the Master's room, nervous and shaky as two women led you there. They had retrieved you at his request. First they took you to the bathhouse, pampering you with soft hands, making sure to not miss a single spot. The two scrubbed and washed your hair, almost relaxed if it weren't for your nerves. The bath was filled with cherry blossom soap, probably made with the trees just outside the Shimada castle. After, they dried you off promptly before adorning you in a plush robe that came down just below you knees.

You had been in the castle for a little over a month now, having been captured by the Shimada clansmen. You had gotten yourself stuck in business you had no need to be in and it led you here. You were supposed to be dead, and maybe you would have preferred to be. Instead they kept you in a room, by yourself, to be used by the men of the castle for their pleasure. They were rough, you deserved it according to them. They had spared you so you owed them, and you payed with you body, and although you were greatful at first you didn't care much for it now. The ladies of the clan would come by twice a day with food, which you would eat with bound hands and the door locked at all times. You weren't bathed, simply wiped down with a damp rag after every use.

Word about you had gotten around fast, in your first week you were visited more times than you could count, and now he wanted to see you. You never met Hanzo truly, only seeing him in passing or hearing about him from the clans members. But he had never stopped to see you, you wondered if he even knew about you, and here you were on your way to his private bedroom.

You'd better behave, one of the women would tell you. He's the Master, you cannot upset him. The more and more they warned you, the more and more tense you got. But you couldn't turn back now, standing right outside what you assumed was his bedroom door.

"Master Shimada, he is ready for you." The other woman chimed out, giving you a worried look before sliding the door open. You stood there, completely silent as you took in the scene in front of you.

His room was boring. A futon, low to the floor on a short wooden frame, pushed head side to the wall. Next to the bed was a nightstand, similar to the one in your room, that housed a small bonsai tree. He sat with his back turned to the three of you. The sliding doors in front of him opened to reveal a private garden, dark but lit with small lanterns, the curtains blowing gently in the crisp summer wind. Next to him on the floor was an incense stick, the smoke wafting through the room almost creating a fog. He wore his typical blue, only this time a yukata, one shoulder uncovered to reveal his tattoo, his hair down and draping over his shoulders.

The clans woman pushed you into the doorway, causing you to stumble slightly as the door shut behind you. You stood there awkwardly, fidgeting with your robe. "Sit." He speaks out, holding a hand out twords the futon. You flinch before rushing over to kneel on the bedding. You again wait, watching as he lifts the incense stick, blowing it out and tapping the ash into it's holder. The wind feels cold on you collar bone were the robe doesn't cover but you don't say anything. He turns slowly, looking at you for the first time. Your face feels warm and you try to prepare yourself for whatever might happen.

Hanzo stands up, walking twords you. You can't help but admit he is a very attractive man, much better than the clansman that would bed you every night. You avoid his eyes, gaze wandering to his tattoo that spans across his exposed chest and left arm. The Master sits in front of you, looking you in the eye. "I will stop... If you want me to." His voice is soft but raspy and you're surprised at the suggestion. No one had given you the option before. You nod your head a little at this and he continues.

The bigger man leans forward, gently pushing you at the chest to lay down. Your nerves are at their peak, staring up at the clans leader. He rest himself between your legs, pulling you so your legs rest on his thighs. The man in blue is silent the whole time and you almost wish he'd say something, or at least direct you so you do him no wrong. Hanzo's large hands find you thighs below the robe, pushing the fabric up to see.

You busy yourself with looking at the ceiling. His hands rub the fat of you thighs, one hand stops, and his thumb pushes down over one of the many bruises. You hiss out in pain and your hand flies down to grab at the Master's wrist before you can even think about. Panic. "Sir! I'm sorry, I didn't-" your words are cut off shorts as he flips his hand in yours, instead taking your wrist. But it's not angry, he holds it softly in his own. His eyes fall onto the ring of red on your wrist where your hands were bound together. Tutting his lips, Hanzo leans down to press a kiss to the bruise on your thigh, then to your injured wrist. You stare down at him in awe.

"If I was aware they were hurting you, I wouldn't have let this go on for so long," He admits to you. "You do as they ask and they are still greedy." Hanzo's voice is sad, disappointed in his followers for your poor treatment. Even if you had gotten into their business, you were serving your "duties" yet they still found time to disrespected you.

He drops your hand, continuing up to the bow that held you robe together. The man watches your reaction as you gulp heavily, but he persists, unraveling the tie and letting the robe fall off your front. He doesn't make efforts to take it off of you entirely, his hand moving up to hold you at your plush hips. He squeezes at you love handles with a small smile, taking you all in with one look. You refuse to meet his eye but Hanzo doesn't object, his right hand sliding down to your crotch and the other to you chest. One thumb strokes the scarred flesh of your pectorals and the other finds your clit, applying a pressure that makes you squirm.

Hanzo is completely enamored by you. Robe half off, skin glowing under the moonlight that shines in from the still open door to the garden. You hide your face from him but you can't hide the moans that escape you and the way your hips move to chase his touch. It's the first time someone had stopped to touch you how you wanted. He wasn't just taking, also giving as he rubs you to near explosion, just watching you wiggle below him, indulging in your sounds.

Life as a clans leader was lonely, the Master didn't have time for relationships outside of business so this within itself was a treat. He had heard about you, his clansman weren't discrete about you, not at all. But the thought weighed heavy in his mind about having you for a night, and he wasn't regretting it now that he had you.

You feel your peak nearing but the man doesn't allow it for a second, pulling his hands away. You let out a deprived whine but he's to busy now, moving his yukata out of the way to reveal his hard cock underneath. "Don't worry, you'll get your fill soon enough." Is his response to your whining. He stroked himself with a low rumble before running his tip through your folds. You take this time to finally look at him, as now he was to busy to notice.

His face was serious yet relaxed. Hanzo was a fit guy, you traced around his muscles with your eyes, watching as the tattoo formed around them perfectly. You wanted to see more, so feeling a little daring you reached out twords him. Your finger hooks under the fabric of his obi, the band of fabric that held the yukata together. Tugging very gently at it, this gets his attention. The Masters eyes find your finger, then your eyes. Hanzo smiles sweety down at you, using both of his own hands to remove the obi. After, he shrugs the yukata off his other shoulder, fully revealing himself to you.

Before you can look for another second. He pushes his tip into you, your head rolling back against the pillow. Hanzo moves slowly, pushing inward with his hips and it doesn't take long before the two of you are connected at the base. The man's large hands find your hips again and he uses them for leverage as he pulls out painfully slow. He watches every expression, listening to every noise you make.

He begins to move faster, thrusting into you with a pace that makes you head go foggy. The drag of his cock as he pulls out is almost teasing you before he slams back in. You can't help but get a bit louder now, but he can't either. Your moans are sweet and his are ragged, grunting over you eagerly. Hanzo leans over to kiss you, lips connecting to yours, moving slowly as he swallows each whine that comes from you. The feeling excites him, he grips tighter on your hips, fucking you deeper into the mattress below. His lips move down to kiss your jaw, then neck, his ear positioned near you mouth. You're loud, but he doesn't care. You smell like the trees that surround his home, his castle. You're soft and lovely to handle, not to mention how good you felt. By the minute Hanzo grew more and more obsessed with you, beyond the point of sex, he found himself wanting to know you.

"I am drunk on you," He admits out loud. You just barley process it, but you are truly flattered. By now he's entirely wrapped around you. His large arms wrap around your middle as he ruts into you endlessly. "My senses are full of you, I can't get enough of the way you feel, how you look, how you moan for me. I imagine you taste just as perfect, " Hanzo confesses. "I bet they say the same thing, but who wouldn't. You're beautiful." He continues on thrusting into you faster than before, the coil in your stomach on the verge of snapping. The thing is, they didn't say the same things. To the others you were just a good fuck for whenever they needed. You wondered how they could be so relentless and brutal but their leader is wrapped around you and desperately telling you how amazing you are.

Hanzo pulls the two of you upwards, now sitting on his thighs as he fucks upwards into you. Your arms wrap around his shoulders and your head leans down to rest on your bicep. He watches as you barley have the energy anymore, the two of you growing more tired, but your end is fastly approaching. "I won't let them treat you badly anymore. You're mine, I want to know you. I want to treat you nicely, but only if you allow me." Hanzo tells you, and if feels nice to have a choice, nice to feel wanted instead of being constantly degraded. You whine in response, and finally you feel yourself snap.

Your orgasms is strong and you tense in his arms before fully letting go. You moan his name as you wrap around him tighter. His breathing is harsh and he's still pushing into you eagerly, the feeling of you realising over his cock is to much as your walls flutter over him and soon enough he's finishing too. Hanzo groans loudly, hissing in pleasure as he cums inside of you, gently fucking into your sweet pussy. He pulls out slowly, your legs and his waist are covered in your combined slick. You relish in the feeling for as long as you can, having been the first orgasm to come purely from pleasure to happen for a while. The man leaves you, and you wondered if he'd just leave you there to be picked up, after everything he had said. He's back before you know it, back at your side with a glass of water and a rag.

After he cleans you he lays beside you, facing you. It's all a bit awkward now, but you're to tired to care. "I meant what I said..." His voice is quite, but you hear him. "I've seen you. I've overhead you and my maids talking and I grew interested in you. I thought maybe you wouldn't want to see the leader of the clan that is keeping you here." He tells you, his hands move to brush the hair out of your face. "I really didn't know they were hurting you and for that I am sorry. If you'd let me... I'd love to make it up to you." The wind picks up a bit outside, but the air is warm. The moon is shining in onto the two of you, it illuminates his face with it's serious expression.

"I'd like that..." You whisper back, closing your eyes to fall asleep.

[allycot]

bireena & kuaizo thoughts

bi-han: I see you became friends.

sareena: Your brother is actually so kind to me

sareena: but not as kind to me as to Hanzo, that’s even kind of cute

bi-han: wait what-

kuai liang: …

sareena: ..I’m not supposed to say that, am I?

bi-han: Kuai, don’t tell me it’s Hanzo Hasashi, just fucking don’t

kuai liang: *dead silence*

bi-han: *judgemental mode ON*

bi-han: KUAI LIANG

[who-knew-a-sheep-can-write]

Teeth: Vampire!Hanzo Shimada x Reader

It was like your entire world halted when you saw what lay in the hands of his brother.

It felt as though the planet had stopped turning and physics had started to wreak havoc on your body while the entire world stayed the same. It was like you had been run over - by a car or a train, you couldn’t tell, you were just that horrified. You felt the pain crackle at your heart as though you had been stabbed, your nerves felt like they were lit on fire and drowned in an ice bath. Your eyes burned with unspilled tears, your vision hazy and mind foggy, you felt like you had just been punched in the stomach as the air had all been knocked out of your lungs. Your tongue felt so heavy in your mouth at just the thought of speaking.

Genji stood before you, shoulders once proudly raised now were slumped. His voice was usually so joyful had been dulled and quiet, you could hear the pain he was trying to swallow down climbing back up his throat. In his hands laid Hanzo’s jacket, the zipper broken with some teeth missing, the pockets torn at, the fabric ripped up like an animal had gotten to him.

It was all they could find after his mission turned sour. Talon had ambushed him and left not a single trace of where he was.

How could something like this happen? It was just supposed to be a simple scouting mission. How could something so simple and easy end up with your husband missing with only his torn jacket remaining where he once stood?

Your wedding band felt so heavy all of a sudden, halting you from raising your hands to take the jacket from Genji for a second. You don’t know what willed you into finally taking the jacket from the cyborg before you, but you managed to.

It only made the pain even worse.

It felt as though Genji had just dropped a barbell Reinhardt couldn’t lift directly into your hands. It almost took you down to your knees when you bunched the fabric in your hands until your knuckles turned white and you felt the air snapping out from under your joints.

You tried not to cry, you really did, especially in front of your brother-in-law who was already on the verge of doing so himself. But the longer you stood there holding his jacket, the harder it became to not just drop to your knees and wail and sob in the doorway to your quarters you shared with your now missing - and possibly dead - husband.

Time had passed, Genji had left to give you space, noting that Angela would stop by soon to check up on you.

You had buried yourself in your bed, Hanzo’s tattered jacket still held in your vice-like grip as you drowned yourself in the blankets and your own tears. You wailed, not that anyone could ever blame you, for what seemed like hours. Even when your tear ducts ran dry and you were left hiccuping and sniffling into your pillow, you still whimpered and sobbed softly into your empty bedroom.

The only reprieve you had to cut off the sobs was when you would pull his jacket to your nose or when you would bury your face into his pillow, inhaling the clean scent of his cologne. It took off some of the edge, but it never lasted as you lay there miserable, rotting away in your bed.

Your eyes felt so horribly dry, it felt as though your eyelids had been replaced with sheets of sandpaper, scratching away at your poor irises whenever you blinked. Your poor eyes were so tired, your eyelids lazily opening and closing but refused to stay shut for long. You stared at the alarm clock facing the bed, the big angry red numbers told you that it was way past midnight, taunting you to get some sleep as you’ve neglected to do so for the past week you’d been moping around in bed. Staring at the numbers hurt your head but not staring at them quickly reminded you of why you were like this as Hanzo’s stuff still laid around in the quarters with his jacket still with you. The poor thing was practically worn scentless, or at least you had gone nose-blind to his scent already. Half of it was crushed underneath your weight while one of your hands was firmly wrapped around the collar. You always had a grip on the thing, refusing to let it go for long as though you were afraid it would vanish from existence if you so much as took your eyes off of it.

You watched as the seconds ticked by, watched the colons blinking, watched as the minutes ticked up. In just a few hours it would blare a nasty siren to wake you up and hurt your poor pounding head once again.

Your eyes fluttered, finally starting to feel the pull at the corners of your eyes as sleep had started to claw at the back of your head. You felt heavy all over, finally feeling your body relax into the warm bed just as you finally shut your eyes. You felt your body finally shut down as you drifted off into another dreamless slumber.

Only for your eyes to snap open as you felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand straight up. You felt a breeze but heard no sound, a chill wracking down your body hard enough to make you sit up in bed. Your exhausted eyes trailed across the room only to land on your open window with the curtains drawn and flowing in the light summer breeze. Hadn’t you closed those windows the second Angela left you alone earlier?

You felt uneasy still, even as you stood up from the bed on wobbly legs and trekked over to the window. You pulled it shut and made sure to lock it.

Before you could turn around to start back to your bed, you felt a presence behind you; Large and looming and powerful, you felt like you were being watched by a predator. An icy chill ran down your spine as the presence grew closer before stopping right behind you. You felt your blood starting to boil from fear. Was it real? Or was this some sick game your mind was playing on you? Or was it real and someone had just snuck into your room?

You balled your fist and quickly turning around, swinging your hand. Your knuckles stung as they collided with whoever it was, your hand connecting with the intruder before your eyes did. Their entire body was obscured from the darkness, but you could tell they were indeed large and looming behind you, your punch didn’t seem to phase them. Instead, they snatched at your wrists and pinned you to the wall beside the window as you fought against them. You cried, you cursed, you screamed through grit teeth before your back was pressed firmly against the wall.

“(Y/n)!” the voice snarled at you.

You froze, breath hitching in your throat as tears spilled tracks down your cheeks again. You still couldn’t make out shit from how blurry your vision was, but you could make out those two eyes staring right into you, burning a hole into your mind that you would see in your darkest nightmares.

Red.

Their eyes were red, cutting through the dark and looking right into your soul. The whites of the eyes were an even darker red, only making the irises stand out as their pupil were so small and dark.

Your vision had started to clear up, adrenaline pumping through your veins. You could make out the dark hair and the broad shoulders and-

The dual dragon tattoo running down his left arm.

“Hanzo?” your voice was but a whisper, but it reached his ears with no problem.

His grip on your wrists loosened, his shoulders lost their threatened stance, his body became less tense. He finally let go of you, stepping back slightly to allow you to move away from the wall. You just looked up at him, starstruck, eyes wide as tears prickled at the corners. His eyes were still haunting, those red orbs looking right through you as you stood there just staring at him.

“(Y/n), my love, I-”

You cut him off by wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing yourself firmly against him. It was like your world had started spinning again, your heart fluttered in your ears, you suddenly felt warm again as tears of joy dripped down your cheeks. Hanzo’s hands found your waist, wrapping tightly around as he brought his forehead down to connect with yours. Your noses brushed against each others, your breath ghosting over his lip, his beard scratching lightly at your skin before you both kissed.

Eyes fluttering closed, one of your hands climbed up to card into his messy hair. Hanzo’s strong hands snatched at your shirt, twisting the soft material around in his iron-like grip. He snarled into the kiss as you tugged at his hair only for you to jump and whimper as something sharp stung your bottom lip. You pulled away, the taste of pennies barely lingered in your mouth as you caught a glimpse of something in Hanzo’s mouth. He looked so ashamed, pulling away when your other hand came up to caress his face before he finally let you push up his top lip with your thumb, revealing was just cut at your mouth.

Fangs. His canine teeth were sharp and long and glistened in the night.

“Hanzo,” you whispered to him.

You knew what they did. You knew what they turned him into. You didn’t need it spelled out for you. He pulled away, his grip loosened on your back. He looked so ashamed of himself for even kissing you. He tried to pull away more but your grip on him didn’t falter. He hated how you looked at him with those eyes, hated how you kissed him, hated how you weren’t freaking out right now.

He was a fucking vampire and you weren’t terrified of him.

[spadeselfshipcorner]

One-Shot 1: Sleepy

POV: Hisoka🃏

Genre: Platonic banter 🗯️

Word count: 1.2k

Sixteen hours had passed since the Hunter Exam’s third phase had begun, and although Spade had no way of seeing the situation outside, due to the lack of windows even at the base of Trick Tower, they could tell it must’ve been really late, at the very least 1 AM.

The only other people they were sharing that circular room with were Hisoka, Gittarackur and Hanzo; nobody else had completed the third phase yet.

Spade was desperately trying to keep their eyes open. They’d been playing various card games with the odd magician ever since they’d gotten done having dinner: Poker, Black Jack, Briscola, Scopa… Hisoka had won most of them, though most definitely because he was cheating. Spade refused to accept he could be so lucky for so many times in a row.

Luckily they weren’t betting money during their games, otherwise the poor artist would’ve soon had to hand to him all the contents of their backpack and probably a couple of organs too to make up for their lack of actual money.

“I thought Itarians were supposed to be good at card games…” Hisoka smirked, raising his eyebrow teasingly. Winning over and over would’ve gotten old, if it weren’t for how entertaining it was to watch Spade get upset over losing, and progressively lose more and more of their edge as sleep began to take over their mind.

Seeing them struggle and yet so readily ask for a rematch was great, though he wondered if all that enthusiasm might’ve been an act. They were a very faceted individual, their behavior starkly changing depending on the situation.

Spade weakly shuffled the smooth playing cards in their hand, almost dropping a couple. “Shut it… I am good, I’m just dead tired right now… I can’t think straight.” They pouted, their eyes narrowing as they looked at the magician.

“You’re tired?” Hisoka asked, his smirk widening, “Hunters shouldn’t get tired so quickly, you might find yourself into a situation where you can’t absolutely fall asleep, what will you do then?” He added with a pinch of mockery in his smooth voice.

“Playing examiner again? Ugh, if I ever was in that situation I don’t think my body would let me sleep, too much adrenaline in the bloodstream, y’know?” Spade argued back, their eyelids feeling heavier by the minute as they yawned, not bothering to cover their mouth.

Hisoka chuckled, “You sure about that? I’m not the safest person to be next to, and you know it, so where’s all that adrenaline?” He teased Spade with a small grin. 

The artist looked at him, crossing their legs on the cold stone floor and chewing the inside of their cheek. “If you wanted to kill me, you would’ve done so hours ago,” they replied bluntly, “it’s not like I could stop you either way if you were going for a kill.”

Hisoka bit his lip, suppressing another chuckle, “touché,” he replied, leaning his back against the wall.

Silence fell for a moment, as the blue-haired magician stared at Spade, seemingly waiting for them to do something, until eventually he spoke up again. “Hello? It’s your turn to fish.”

Spade flinched slightly, broken out of their sleepy trance, “oh! right, right… apologies…” They mumbled, slowly reaching out to the neat stack of cards on the floor with half-lidded eyes, before they suddenly felt their body fall forward from exhaustion.

They would have certainly face-planted on the pavement, if it hadn’t been for one hand catching their face unceremoniously and supporting it.

It was Hisoka’s hand.

He lightly squeezed Spade’s face, his stiletto manicure poking their cheeks as he looked at them with his golden eyes, clearly holding back more laughter. “Ready to forfeit yet?”

Spade’s eyes remained closed as they groaned uncomfortably. “Let go…” They mumbled, without answering his question, because it was pretty obvious they were in no condition to continue playing at that point.

Hisoka smirked, giving their face one last squeeze, treating it like a fleshy stress ball and leaving tiny marks on their skin where his nails had pressed, before finally letting it go. His eyes lingered on Spade as they rubbed their cheeks sleepily, and repositioned their glasses on their nose bridge.

“Damn you got some talons on your hands.” They complained, still cracking jokes, though their tone was noticeably flatter than when they were fully awake.

“Would you have preferred it if I’d let your face hit the floor?” The magician replied with a smirk.

Spade stopped rubbing their face, glancing at Hisoka with a furrowed brow, “That’s not…” They stopped, too tired to find the right words at the moment, before sighing and giving in. “Thanks for catching me.” They replied reluctantly.

“That’s better,” Hisoka spoke again in a silky tone, gathering his cards and shuffling them a couple times, before making them disappear.

The artist stretched, arching their back and lifting their arms up, “thank God that’s over…” They muttered, their voice a little strained from the stretch.

The magician lifted a brow, “you wanted it to be over?” He asked, almost sounding perplexed.

“Since my like… third loss.” Spade admitted, scooting back near the wall to lean against it.

He did a slow blink in response. “Then why didn’t you give up sooner?”

Spade shrugged, “I wanted to see if I could at least win one more time.” They said, sounding quite honest again.

Hisoka took note of that. Predictably, Spade’s performative tendencies died down when they were tired, revealing more of their true self. Blunt, stubborn… he wondered what else they were hiding.

“Interesting…” He mused, wondering how much longer Spade could manage to hold his interest, though for now, he considered himself intrigued.

His train of thoughts was quickly derailed as he suddenly felt a weight on his right shoulder. He looked over, only to see Spade’s body had slid off the wall and was now leaning against him.

That was definitely new.

The mere fact that someone blatantly weaker than him could look so calm around him was something unordinary. Hisoka had to physically hold himself back from doing something to scare Spade right there and then. He imagined how their expression would go from calm to terrified in a second if he were to, say… wrap his fingers around their throat.

That would wake them up good for sure.

He almost did it, his left hand slowly reaching out to them, but then he changed his mind, figuring it would’ve been more entertaining to see their face looking like that while they fought. He just had to be patient, knowing that the longer he had to wait for that moment, the more cathartic that sight would feel.

So the magician’s hand changed trajectory and ran smoothly through their black hair instead.

“Are you going to sleep here?” He asked, seeing their eyes flutter open ever so slightly.

“Do you mind?” They replied softly.

Hisoka chuckled, “no…” He said, truthfully.

“Hm…”Spade’s body slowly slid down lower, until it was resting on his lap, the sleepiness definitely making them more confident when it came to physical contact. “Are you going to kill me if I fall asleep?”

He shook his head, “I prefer killing my preys when they’re awake.” He answered, still feeling incredulous, at least inwardly, that Spade was really going through with this, seemingly having no survival instincts.

“Good.” they simply replied, getting comfortable on Hisoka’s lap, falling asleep in just a couple minutes, either unaware or uncaring of the dangerous path they were going down on…

Like a little bug, resting on a Venus flytrap.

“Sleep tight~”

Proship/Comship & Kink blogs DNI

[bihansthot]

Figured I'd pop in and ask you this question:

So I'm writing some lore for my oc and I was wondering if you had any sources for how Bi-Han is as a brother. The thing I'm working on is supposed to be angsty given what Bodaway's backstory is, but I'm afraid that with what little I know about Bi-Han I might accidentally make him into a complete prick. Like I want there to be some tension and distance between my oc and Bi-Han but like not to the point of Bi-Han being ooc if that makes sense?

You don't have to answer this right away, as I understand you've got a lot on your plate. I know I've already said this, but I do hope things get a bit better for you ^.^

Hello love! So, I have a couple posts I’ve made in the past about this that I’ve mentioned it before here, here, here, here and here.

I feel very strongly that at least in Midway and NRS timelines not including MK1 (2023) Bi-Han was a fiercely protective yet asshole of a brother, the type to pick on Kuai Liang himself but kick anyone else’s ass who tries to start anything with his little brother. I’ve often rambled that Bi-Han protected Kuai Liang growing up and would often confess to misdeeds Kuai Liang was actually responsible for because he didn’t want his little brother to suffer. I personally headcanon Bi-Han has a pretty scared up back from being beat with bamboo (which was a common punishment in Imperial China) so often when the brothers were growing up. I don’t think you have to worry about making him too much of a prick because short answer he is one, long answer he’s a prick but he has good reason to be one. He’s the oldest, he has all the responsibilities and burdens that come with being the oldest brother as well as the Grandmaster’s grandson (their Grandfather is Grandmaster before Sektor’s father takes over which leads me to believe in the older time lines Papa Zero is dead, it’s unclear if Bi-Han did it or not). He’s treated and raised differently than Kuai Liang is, he’s raised to be crueler and colder than Kuai Liang because he should be the next Grandmaster or at least that was the game plan until Papa Zero dies. Bi-Han most likely had to kill their Grandfather or their father or maybe both in order to become the next Sub-Zero and to do that he has to kill his emotions at a very young age but he doesn’t want Kuai Liang to be the same way. So, he makes sure he’s always the bad guy so Kuai Liang doesn’t have to be, he always takes care of things. He’s a very dedicated and hardworking individual and had to step into the role of both big brother and father figure for Kuai Liang. They’re all each other had until Tomas joins the Lin Kuei and suddenly Bi-Han finds himself with two little brothers to look out for and protect.

I base a lot off this off of how desperate Kuai Liang is to find out what happened to Bi-Han in MK9 and in Mortal Kombat Legends: Battle of the Realms (which isn’t really canon but it’s kharacter building so we’re gonna use it) he absolutely sobs about the loss of Bi-Han. You do not hunt down someone or sob about a loss if you don’t genuinely love and care about that person. So, that solidifies to me that Bi-Han was an excellent older brother or else Kuai Liang wouldn’t have hunted Hanzo down, he wouldn’t have been in tears fighting his brother’s killer, he wouldn’t be distraught with grief and loss and wouldn’t live on in his brother’s place if Kuai Liang didn’t love and genuinely admire Bi-Han. A bad older brother doesn’t get that, a bad older brother gets a “oh pity, did he leave a will?” I actually have another piece that touches a bit on their relationship but implies they were actually twins which you can read here. Bi-Han is an asshole yes, but he’s also a good brother, you can be both, my brothers are great examples of this. They are absolute assholes to each other and occasionally to me but still would do absolutely anything for any of us. They teased and bullied me growing up just like Bi-Han teased and bullied Kuai but they covered up for me when I got in trouble just like Bi-Han covered up for Kuai Liang.

Bi-Han is a very complicated, layered asshole, he’s not just pompous ego and bravado. If you haven’t watched it I would really recommend watching a play through of Mortal Kombat Mythologies: Sub-Zero it gives a really good idea on Bi-Han’s attitude of asshole but reluctantly does the right thing when he needs to. The story mode for MK9 is also helpful to see his attitude as a kharacter but unfortunately there’s really nothing showing Bi-Han and Kuai Liang together. So all we have to go off of is how Kuai Liang reacts to Bi-Han’s death. Bi-Han as Noob Saibot famously tell Kuai Liang that “we share blood but we are not brothers” because Noob Saibot is Bi-Han stripped of every positive feeling and emotion. Kuai Liang parrots his back to him in MK11 so they very much have a strained relationship after Bi-Han’s death but not while he was alive, I refuse to believe that.

Basically it’s up to a lot of interpretation because we don’t see any of their childhood or them even interacting with each other but I have written a lot on my take about their relationship. Like I suggested though if you haven’t already, please watch Mortal Kombat Mythologies: Sub-Zero, Mortal Kombat 9, Mortal Kombat Legends: Battle or the Realms and feel free to ask or DM me any questions you have. I’m also more than happy to give you my discord username if you’d rather chat there but I’m more than happy to chat about all things Bi-Han and Lin Kuei and discuss how their kharacter progression looks like.

That invitation is for anyone in the fandom if they have any Sub-Zero Bros or Lin Kuei questions, I’m not Boon or Papa Tobias but I have been playing the games since 1992 and have a very good grasp of the lore. I also love what if situations and extrapolating logical conclusions to those situations and think about Bi-Han basically constantly. I’d much rather you lovelies come to me than try and google things and wind up on the weird fan wiki that says Bi-Han is 36 when he’s 32 and gives Sektor and Cyrax fake names, spoilers Felix is NOT Cyrax’s name, it’s just a made up fan name used by this sketch ass wiki same with Sektor, they don’t have canon names. Bi-Han, Kuai Liang and Tomas Vbrada are the only canon names for the love of the Elder Gods stay off this cursed fanmade wiki. Please. Also, I’ve said this before too but please, please don’t make the mistake of thinking Liang is a surname, it isn’t, Kuai Liang is his full first name, just like Bi-Han is his complete first name, the Sub-Zero brothers do not have a canon last name. Only Tomas has a canon last name in the Lin Kuei.

Ok I think that maybe answers your question, hopefully I know there was some powerful rambling in there. There’s a lot of stuff to sort through so like I said if any of you lovelies have questions please feel free to ask me.

@den-kunn I’m tagging you in this because I’ve seen you use Felix for Cyrax and if that’s a personal choice than by all means go for it but I don’t want you to be mislead by that fan wiki and think it’s his canon name when it’s not. I’m just trying to look out for you if you don’t want me to though that’s totally fine just let me know. I’m not trying to police anyone or anything I just know that fan wiki is notorious for spreading the wrong information and I don’t want you lovelies getting confused or mislead by the misinformation that wiki spreads. Because there are mean people out there that will start shit over the small inaccuracies and I don’t want any of you lovelies getting chewed out because this stupid fan wiki made something up.💙

If anyone else wants to be tagged in Lin Kuei or Sub-Zero Bros lore stuff and rambling then just let me know and I’m more than happy to start a tag list. Have a good night lovelies 💙

[darling-answers]

Hey it me again! I was wondering if you could write a request with Genji and Hanzo with a sister reader suffering from a disability or disease?

Owner - This is right up my alley way! I will be writing base off my disability’s sense it didn’t specify, this is based on how I perceive it and I hope it to your liking❤️

I suffer from a lot of leg disability which makes me sometimes not be able to walk because it painful or my legs feel tingly.

This could be spoilers if you have not seen Dragons

Hanzo

- This man Has all the respect he gives to you, He knows sometimes you aren’t feeling the best and your self confidence are plumbing down because of how everyone overshadows you because there to busy looking on your disability being a more of a burden than the outstanding qualities you have.

- When there days when you can’t walk or your legs are to numb to even move you can expect Hanzo to be on his hands and feet helping his little sister with doing basic necessities even when the servants of the shimada beg him to allow them to help the shimada sister out, Hanzo refuses, as the oldest and also the protected and next head of the clan he refuses to let his younger sister be seen as inferior. She is just as perfect and noble as him and he will not let anyone tell him no.

- Once the Fight with Genji happen and Hanzo left the shimada clan, the whole time he worried about you, the fact your all alone and having to take on Hanzo burden while also carrying your own made Hanzo morn more not for only genji but for you, knowing how he was your protected and he stripped you away from that for a selfish act of trying to protect you only to backstabbed you.

- Once Genji is revealed to be alive and Hanzo snuck back into the palace to commemorate the battle between him and his younger brother he finally meets up with you, he expected you to punch or smack him, but when you just gave a smile at him, his heart flutter and that promise he made to you, promising to love and protect you no matter what, reflects now upon him taking care of you no matter what chance he gets.

- I definitely feel he realizes a little bit ago that you always saw him snuck into the palace on the anniversary but woudlnt say anything because of the heartache between you two and the fact the servants would definitely catch on, that she might be seeing someone on top of both the shimada brothers dispersing of the clan on the day.

——————- Game Conversation

Shimada sister - I remember sneaking into the palace on days where I wasn’t supposed to… I miss the old Genji and Hanzo who had no pain and heartache. 

Hanzo- You were always unsuccessful in sneaking up on us but we still allow you to my dear sister, while the old Hanzo and Genji are dead, do you think that we could make the new one better?

Genji

- When he was younger he felt jealousy because he didn’t realize what was the matter with you and would get scolded for how brutal his words towards you not realize how Much harder you had than him. When the accident happened on your 7th birthday that when he truly realized how fragile you were and he made Hanzo and himself promise to always protect you and to never let anything bad happen to you.

- He use to pick up trinkets on the side of the road or at a concession stand when he felt like you may like it, and he would give it to you knowing that you couldn’t go outside often and when you did you were only allowed on supervision around the perimeter. He made sure to take time, knowing about your favorite color and everything that you liked so when he got home from seeing under the palace that he would give you some thing of your liking.

- when he would bring a girl home because he was a playboy if they even dared to insult you in any way on your disability, he would first Kick there ass and then kick them out of the palace not even caring about his reputation or how much he liked the woman. Your health and happiness matter above everything else and no matter how uncomfortable a situation could be, he knows that his life should be taken for granted because he doesn’t have to suffer the way you do everyday.

- He thinks you’re absolutely badass for always having a smile on your face even when you were in pain, never showing weakness to your family members, or the servants. He thinks on all else you deserve the title of heir.

- when the incident happened between the brothers, his heart would ache knowing the fact that you didn’t know if he was alive or dead, and when he came out that he supposedly died, he wishes he told you sooner that he was alive to not let you suffer the heartache of losing both of your brothers in all ways possible.

- when he revealed his face to Hanzo he made his brother promise that he would always take care of the shimada sister and protect her from anyone who ever tries to get revenge against any of what the clan or the brothers did. He would stand behind your shadow like a guard dog waiting for someone to dare make a bad move on you.

- when he revealed you that he was alive he would still leave small trinkets to you every time you would fall asleep, he would wait for you to fall asleep to make sure that you were protective and then plant your favorite kind of flowers in a vase so you would know he is always with you even if you couldn’t see him. 

——- Game conversation

Shimada sister - “ you know you always have a place by my side as my heart still beats for the urge for you to take your place next to me.”

Genji - “ your loyalty for your people and the people around you shows how kind your soul is, they do not deserve that type of respect you give sister. You deserve much better than what they give you credit for.”

[aeswna]

Sengoku A Live ~Translation~

Main Chapter Season 1

- Chapter 1 episode 2 -

A Fateful Encounter

Those two drew their sword and glared at each other

[Masamune/Nobunaga]"......"

[You]"(it's just a fake isn't it?)"

But either way, swinging around in such a narrow space can be dangerous. I have to stop it...!

[Oda Nobunaga]"Here I come"

[Date Masamune]"Go ahead!"

[You]"um"

[Takeda Shingen?]"Wait a moment"

[You]"!"

[Masamune/Nobunaga]"---!"

Something black was quickly inserted between the two of them, stopping them.

*[Hattori Hanzo]"The winner....."

The owner took a step forward and calmly looked at the two who had drawn their bodies.

[Takeda Shingen?]"Sink your fighting spirit. I haven't introduce myself yet."

[Masamune/Nobunaga]"..."

Wow, this person..... I feel a heavy pressure on him.

[Takeda Shingen?] In the foreground is Takeda.

[Date Masamune]"What? Shingen Takeda this time?"

[Takeda Shingen]"Oh, so you recognized the Shingen name"

*[Takeda Shingen]"Yes, In the foreground is Takeda Shingen, rules over Kai."

[Mitsunari Ishida]"Takeda Shingen........ Oda Nobunaga. By Tensho 18, he should have already passed away."

[Mitsunari Ishida]"were our ancestors who were thought to have died, actually still alive?"

[Takeda Shingen]"The 18th year of Tensho?"

[Oda Nobunaga]"..."

[Mitsunari Ishida]"Well, even if he were still alive, she'd be too young, right? Maybe he was a vengeful spirit or something."

[Hattori Hanzo]"ehh....."

[Fuuma Kotaro]"....let me touch it for a second"

[Takeda Shingen]"sure..."

The (self-proclaimed) Fuuma Kotaro poked the arm of the (self-proclaimed) Takeda Shingen.

[Fuuma Kotaro]".... Touchable"

[Hattori Hanzo]"Good~. So it's not a vengeful spirit."

[Date Masamune]"well, anyway"

As he spoke, he swung his sword downwards to sheath it--

Zash!

And Yocchan jacket, which was hanging on a chair, was slashed.

[Date Masamune]"Ah, sorry it's a bit narrow here."

It was.......cut.....?

It was cut!?

[You]"Eh,Wait that is a real sword!?"

[Date Masamune]"Huh? Of course. My sword is made by the best swordsmith in Oshu."

[You]"PLEASE PUT THAT SWORD AWAY NOW!!"

[Date Masamune]"Your voice too loud.... I'll put it away."

Watching a real japanese sword being placed into its sheath sends a chill down my spine.

[You]"I don't think this is the case, but what names did you guys tell us...is real?"

[Takeda Shingen]"I'm proud of the Takeda name. I won't lie"

If the sword and the name are really real...

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"Time slip"

[You]"!"

[Mitsunari Ishida]" What is time slip?"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"I've transcended time and space. Ah, I've come to a different Era."

[Hattori Hanzo]"Different Era?"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"Simply put, this is the distant future for you guys."

[Oda Nobunaga]"Future........"

Impossible......but

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"......."

Yocchan, are you serious...

[Mitsunari Ishida]"...I see. That's why I'm meeting my predecessor, who was supposed to be dead.....?"

[Takeda Shingen]"But is such a thing possible?"

[Fuuma Kotaro]"..... I've heard of it."

[Date Masamune]"But it seems to make more sense than saying it's all illusions... I mean , it's not that easy to believe."

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"Now that we have a rough idea of the situation, can we get back to the topic?"

[You]"The situation is becoming clearer......?

I can't help but feel like things are becoming more and more confused.

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"What the matters to me is not who these people are"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"it's right in front of me right now."

*[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"I will say it again"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]" Let's take over the world with our songs."

[Oda Nobunaga]"I will not accept your instructions"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"What about everyone else?"

[Hattori Hanzo]"For some reason, I can't fully comprehend the situation... But anyway, why are we singing?"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"I'm glad you asked I run a music agency here."

*[Mitsunari Ishida]"What is an office?"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"Ah... That's it. Like I say earlier, it's my castle"

[Date Masamune]"Your castle is quiet weak. It looks like you're far away conquering the world"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"The world is made up of words. In this day and age, songs have that much power."

For Yocchan, it's true

I knew how much he loved music

[Mitsunari Ishida]"Songs, have the same power as the world"

[Date Masamune]"I don't want people to suddenly say that I have the power of singing. Well, to be honest, it's seems interesting."

[Hattori Hanzo]"We probably don't have time for that right now,.... right?"

[Fuuma Kotaro]".........ahh."

[Takeda Shingen]"In the first place, I have no interest in the world, let alone in singing"

[Takeda Shingen]"Instead of trying to accomplish anything in this Era, we must urgently return to the Era in which we lived"

[Oda Nobunaga]"We have just conquered Owari, and now you want me to sing"

[Oda Nobunaga]"There's no point in joking around"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"I'm not kidding"

[Oda Nobunaga]"......"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"I was extremely attracted to you"

[Yoshiaki Ashikaga]"I'm sure you're what I need right now"

[Shingen/Mitsunari]"......"

[Hanzo/Kotaro]"....."

[Masamune/Nobunaga]"......"

Yocchan.......

To Be Continued.....

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Disclaimer

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Not all translations in this are correct..I have tried my mostly best to translate this so please don't simply steal it.

If it has any mistakes wrong in this translation please let me know , this is my first time doing this kind of blog..🙇🏻‍♀️

Notes

English is not my first language...so please forgive me . If there are a lot of typos, and if you see any mistakes, please tell me which paragraph and which spelling is wrong and I will come to fix it again

[dawnthefox24]

here's part 1, 2, and 3. *Rumiko is looking for Hanzo all over the palace and went outside to the garden and smiled softly watching Hanzo feed the koi fishes but clearly was muttering to himself a bit* Rumiko: Hanzo...You okay? Young Hanzo:*is startled for a moment and nods a bit not even looking at her* Rumiko:*sighs and sits down next to him as she watches the koi fish swim around calmly* You sure? Young Hanzo:...Yes... Rumiko:*places her hand on his back* You don't have to pretend you know... Young Hanzo: I'm not pre- Rumiko:*looks at him a bit* Hanzo... Young Hanzo:*sighs*...I'm suppose to be next in line to the Shimada clan mother...I'm not supposed to be scared of a fictional book.... Rumiko: Well why not? Young Hanzo:...If I show fear...That make's me weak doesn't it... Rumiko:*pulls him close to her and sighs* It doesn't, showing fear doesn't make you weak... Young Hanzo: But it does! If I show fear then no one will respect me, I can't show any ounce of fear.... Rumiko:...Now who told you that? Young Hanzo: The elders.... Rumiko:*underneath her breath* Of course they'll saying something like that... Young Hanzo:...Mother? Rumiko: Hanzo the elders are wrong... Young Hanzo: *looks a bit surprised* What do you mean? Rumiko: Showing fear doesn't make you weak, showing fear shows you that your human. With out fear how would we live? Blocking out one emotion can lead the other emotions to lose control, without fear how do we know the difference between danger or what isn't dangerous? Young Hanzo:*looks away for a moment* But- Rumiko: Hanzo showing fear shows the people your protecting that you care about them, your father maybe put on a brave face but he's scared. Genji's scared, Asa is scared, Kiri, even me. I'm scared of how your life will go. Young Hanzo: But why? Rumiko: Cause I love you, now let me tell you something about this book I was scared too when I first read and still am. Young Hanzo: Really? Rumiko: Of course, you know Hanzo, Genji may act like he isn't scared but he is. I know cause I'm both your mother, just when things get to scary ask me to stop before your ready okay? Young Hanzo:*looks at her before he hugs her* Thank you mother...I'm sorry... Rumiko: Now don't be sorry, I understand the book is scary believe me the author wrote another one but I won't be reading it okay. Young Hanzo:*smiles softly and nods* Okay..Thank you mother... Rumiko:*smiles happily and holds him close* Of course my brave dragon, I'm so proud of you. Young Hanzo:...I just hate the fact I'm scared over a dead dinosaur... Rumiko: No the fear is very rational actually, it shows us how dumb humans are bring things back from the dead which are meant to stay dead of all things. Young Hanzo:...But doesn't Genji show that he's scared.... Rumiko: It's more of the idea of it, like the meaning behind of the reasoning to bring back life and how it's possible.The point is it's okay to be scared, trust me fear is everywhere. It doesn't have to be in horror movies or in books, your scared of being in power of the clan are you not? Young Hanzo:*looks away and nods* I-I am... Rumiko:*hugs him and holds him close* That's because you care, fear means you care. Though sometimes fear can go either way you can use fear for evil and control or you can use fear as a positive outlook. Young Hanzo:...I see...Can you still read the book? Rumiko: Of course, you know you don't have to listen to it. Young Hanzo:*shakes his head holds her and smiles happily* No I want too, I just...Thank you mom...I love you Rumiko:*smiles happily*I love you too Hanzo, glad your okay.

[ask-the-diamond-kingdom]

Raiden, talk to us about your family!

"You want to know about my fam? Oh...uh..ok. I wasn't quite expecting you guys to care about that," Raiden blinked. He reached into his bag and pulled out a six photos to show to the anon Meowth.

"This is Kazumi of the Gekkouga. She's a clan leader, and she can come across as being distant and reserved. I don't tend to see her angry...though Lucius managed to accomplish that one pretty easily. Regardless, she's my adopted mom. While she can be rough around the edges, I do love her with all my heart....even if she can be a bit too much at times. I think you can pick up on the fact she's a Greninja."

"This is Namako of the Gekkouga. He's my adopted dad that been married into the family for...what was it? Almost 25 years at this point? Might be more. Might be less. He's the exact opposite of mom. He's the type of guy that REALLY loves his dad puns, but overall he would treat you with so much respect. He tends to be home most of the time being a house husband and all. He's a Gastrodon/Pyukumuku".

"This is Hanzo of the Gekkouga. He's my older adopted brother. He's a regular Frogadier and also a absolute dick. The man has never stopped being a overconfident hotshot since...that incident and he's next in line in taking over my mom's position. What I would give to kick his ass and show him that there are people much stronger than him out there...However, Lucius did tell him he's isn't worth the energy so whatever."

"This is Chiyome of the Gekkouga. She's actually the newest addition to the family! She hatched from her egg around a few months ago, and she's cute! Mom and dad weren't expecting to have her, but things ended up happening. When I was back home, I usually help dad take care of her whenever mom was taking care of business. She's a Froakie/Pyukumuku."

"This is Misa Yamada, and she's a Quaxwell. She's actually my brother's fiancée. My brother known her for almost a decade, and I think she's one of the few Pokemon that he's less of a dick to for obvious reason. I don't know what she likes about him, but hey! At least she's super nice to me! She and Hanzo are still trying to work out how they want to go about the wedding, but they been bumping heads lately regarding that due to circumstances."

Raiden eyes landed on the last photo of a Greninja. His smile has drifted into a small frown as he rested a paw against it.

".....And this is my other older brother...Ronin. He was.....supposed to be taking over as a clan leader for mom....but uh....shit happens. He's not dead or anything! He's....uh....he's the one that I talked about that lives on a different continent from me. He's a wonderful guy! Like one of the best but....urgh...."

It seems there's something regarding Ronin that's bothering him.

Ask Hints Updated (All pics except the last one was made by me. The last pic was made by sbooky on PFQ)

[pulaasul]

Forge Mine Own Path - ED 1 (Heroic Sacrifice)

As Keiwa fell from the floating city, he awoke to a power unknown to him, the power of Persona. With new powers, would he be able to grant himself his one wish? Would he be able to burn the Desire Grand Prix to the ground?

Shoutout to @rainixdra​ for helping me with the plot of this one lol.

Ao3 I FFN

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Keiwa didn't think time would stop as soon as he fell into the hole after Michinaga dangled him on it. While he wasn't questioning this brief extension of his life, he didn't think he could save himself from falling to his death either.

"Are you just going to accept what he said?"

Keiwa heard a voice, not unlike his own.

"Be the sacrifice for everyone's happiness?"

"No!" Keiwa rejected the notion. "No one deserves to be sacrificed!"

"You've even said that if everyone's happy then you are happy," The voice continued. "Wouldn't you be happy if the end of your life achieved that?"

"No! I deserve to be happy as much as everyone else does!" Keiwa exclaimed.

"Good, then you do not accept this reality," The voice that was like his own voice stated. "Let's lay siege to the enemy and forge a path of our own."

Keiwa's glowed blue as he began to stand upright, even as time around him stopped.

"I am thou, thou art I, from the sea of thy soul I cometh, I am Hanzo." A glowing figure wearing traditional ninja garb appeared before Keiwa. "Now, show me thine path that thou shall forge."

"Traesto!"

Time resumed and in Keiwa's place were a number of bubbles.

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"I will end this bullshit world!" Michinaga declared as held on to the vision driver he got as a spoil of war. "I will wipe out the Desire Grand Prix and all the Kamen Riders!"

"Wait!" Ziin was about to give chase but the holders of both Vision Drivers transported themselves to a different place.

The place where the Goddess of Creation resided.

It was a sculpture of a woman surrounded by wings that idly floated at the center of pillars.

"Now, grant me my wish," Michinaga raised his Desire Card. "Give me my ideal world."

As soon as the bells were heard, both Michinaga and Beroba smirked as victory was at the palm of their hands.

"Panta Rhei." A different voice echoed through the goddess's chamber as a tornado formed above Beroba and threw her aside.

"Who's there?!" Michinaga immediately equipped his Desire Driver on his person, ready for who the attacker was.

"So that's the goddess of creation." Keiwa revealed himself by walking out from behind the pillars.

"Tycoon, you're supposed to be dead." Michinaga growled.

"And here I am."

"How-" Michinaga shook his head as something glowed on his hands, the fever buckle. "No matter, you'll die again."

"Set – Fever – Zombie – Fever Zombie."

"Michinaga-san, I'm not here to fight, I just want my wish granted, is that so bad to ask?"

"'Not here to fight', you just blew Beroba with what you just did!" Michinaga rushed at Keiwa with his chainsaw and attempted to hack at the untransformed man.

Michinaga continued his attempts at hacking at Keiwa, who responded by subtly dodging his strikes.

"Ho-"

"Tetrakarn should still be in effect," Keiwa whispered as he stood still, not attempting to dodge one oncoming strike.

Michinaga slashed Keiwa… only for 'Keiwa' to turn into him and the next thing he knew was him taking damage.

"I shouldn't be affected by attacks…"

"That's the thing, I'm not a Kamen Rider now, am I, Michinaga-san?"

"What?"

"Look, I just want everyone sacrificed to be the goddess's fuel to come back alive."

"In the end, you're just as selfish as all the others." Michinaga tried to attack again.

Keiwa was unable to dodge the attack, but it seemed he didn't have to as an ethereal figure momentarily appeared in front of him and parried Michinaga's chainsaw and slashed at him at the same time.

"Wha-" Michinaga growled. "What was that?!"

"Nothing you need to worry about, just grant me one wish."

"What wish? World peace?" Michinaga scoffed. "You walked over other people just to get that one wish?"

"Did I?" Keiwa looked Michinaga directly in the eye. "Tell me, Michinaga-san, Did I walk over other people just to get myself a very selfless wish?"

"Of course you did! Being a Kamen Rider is evidence of that."

"Kamen Riders have existed before us, Michinaga-san, since the 1970s." Keiwa started a history lesson. "The ones we fought were Kamen Riders who were in the same situation as us; a Rider Battle for just one wish, the Desire Grand Prix wasn't the only battle tournament to grant one wish to the winner."

"Then I am right, all Kamen Riders are the scum of the Earth," Michinaga smirked.

"Kido Shinji, Kamen Rider Ryuki, the red Rider who appeared at the end of that battle, has always fought to stop everyone from fighting," Keiwa continued his lesson. "He simply became a Kamen Rider to stop Mirror World monsters from eating people for sustenance."

"Naïve, just like you."

"Is he?"

"Let's stop this farce!"

Michinaga attempted to slash Keiwa with his chainsaw once more, only for it to be parried by the same ethereal figure and be attacked right back.

"Wha-"

"Rider powers aren't the only supernatural abilities in this world, Michinaga-san."

"A Desire Deity wished to have a different ability on top of being a Kamen Rider."

"Clearly there is no reasoning with a rampaging bull," Keiwa sighed. "How about a competition, Buffa."

"Whatever you're thinking, you're not beating me." Michinaga proudly declared.

"If I beat you, you and Beroba-san are going to grant me my wish, my second wish." Keiwa amended his statement from earlier. "If you win, I'm going to let you drive that chainsaw of yours into my gut."

"Haaaa!" Michinaga scoffed.

"This is exciting! Accept the wager, Micchi~!" Beroba just lounged on the floor where she was thrown and watched the events unfold.

"Problem?" Keiwa asked. "Surely you're accustomed to having blood on your hands, you've killed half of the population of Tokyo this week: men, women, and children."

"I did not kill them." Michinaga growled. They're just casualties of war."

"You kinda did," Beroba interjected. "You let me design the game."

"What she said."

"No, because they've all been brought back when I made the wish."

"I'm not so sure about that~" Beroba whispered to herself, she can't wait to reveal what she knew to her Kamen Rider later.

"I see, so you only see mine's, Ace's, and Niram's deaths as your kills." Keiwa hummed.

"You're not dead."

"Am I?"

"Yes!"

"My point still stands; you should be accustomed to having blood on your hands when you killed at least three people."

"You know, Tycoon, if you had been this fun, I would probably have supported you too." Beroba plopped a jellybean in her mouth.

"No, thank you, I already have an old frog for that." Keiwa rolled his eyes.

Beroba just giggled in her place, finding entertainment in what she was witnessing.

"What's this? The great Jamashin is afraid of a little blood?" Keiwa goaded.

"Accept it, Micchi!" Beroba giggled.

"Do we have a deal?"

"Fine, you better not regret this Tycoon!" Michinaga growled.

"I'll be the referee," Beroba stood up as she stood in between Keiwa and Michinaga, in Buffa Fever Zombie form. "On my mark, fight!"

Michinaga immediately rushed towards Keiwa, who still has yet to transform into Tycoon, but he didn't need to because he was winning this.

"Persona, Tetrakarn!"

A person giving off an ethereal blue glow appeared behind Keiwa and placed something invisible in front of him.

Buffa did not care what was placed in front of his enemy as he charged right through and slashed Keiwa.

Keiwa's figure changed into his own as the same chainsaw hacked on Buffa's armor.

"Hanzo, Mahamaon!"

Papers began to fall from above everyone, and some even stuck to Michinaga's suit. Beroba was intrigued why papers were falling down when wishes haven't been involved yet, she certainly hasn't granted any wish since Michinaga's wish was granted.

Not a moment later, all of the papers on the ground, on air, even the ones that stuck to Buffa's armor glowed yellow and the next thing was Michinaga, untransformed, clearly in pain.

"Huh, I guess being the Jamashin gives you perks."

"He was supposed to die with that attack, wasn't he?" Beroba smirked, she wasn't aware Tycoon had this mean streak.

"I could easily revive him," Keiwa shrugged. "Besides that was for involving my sister in his games."

"What was that?! It felt like I was burning endlessly!" Michanaga growled as he stood up, wincing in pain in the process.

"Really? When I struck with that attack, it was painless death." Keiwa raised an eyebrow. 'I guess it makes sense considering you didn't die at the instant the papers glowed.

"Winner, Tycoon!" Beroba announced gleefully. "Although, I would like to say that using the zombie buckle was made him survive all lethal attacks against him."

"Ah, so there is a possibility that being the Jamashin didn't give him immortality, good to know." Keiwa nodded.

"As per the rules of the wager, we will grant you your wish, Tycoon." Beroba handed Keiwa a blank desire card and a pen. "What will it be?"

Keiwa wrote his wish on the desire card and gave it to Beroba.

"As selfless as ever, I see," Beroba smirked. "Micchi, if you would."

"Fine."

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"Heeeeh, Tycoon didn't revive Geats," Beroba stated to Michinaga as they listened to the news story about Ace being missing. "I thought he'd try to revive everyone, including Geats and Niram."

"He probably knows something we don't." Michinaga clicked his tongue, still angry at the fact that Tycoon, without being transformed into a Rider, managed to defeat him.

"They won't remain biting their fingers, you know."

"Bring it, then."

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"I'm sorry, but from now on, you're a Kamen Rider." Tsumuri forcefully handed a firefighter a yellow box.

"A Kamen Ri – wait."

Tsumuri didn't wait for the firefighter to form his response as she left him to his own devices. The man opened the box and touched the circle that was protruding from the box.

"And I'll be taking that now," Keiwa appeared out of nowhere and grabbed the box from the man's hands.

"H-hey You're that kid I saved from back then."

"Thank you for saving me back then, Shirowe-san." Keiwa bowed at the firefighter.

"If you're taking that box that means…"

"I'm Kamen Rider Tycoon." Keiwa nodded.

"But why are you taking away my driver and ID core?" Shirowe couldn't help but ask.

"Michinaga-san is on a rampage, he's killing every Kamen Rider."

"Buffa," Shirowe hummed. "He finally went the deep end, huh."

"A lot of things have happened since you died after saving me and Neon-chan." Keiwa shook his head.

"If that's the case, why make me remember?" Shirowe couldn't help but ask.

"I figured, that if you remembered your time from the Grand Prix, you'd be back to your usual self, I can't risk someone as noble as you be warped into something unrecognizable all because your desires were taken when you lost the DGP."

"I knew there was something wrong with my colleague when he retired from the Grand Prix."

"I became a gambler myself," Keiwa gave a sheepish laugh. "All because I retired from the Grand Prix, once."

"You're a good kid, Tycoon, if you want, you could volunteer to be a firefighter, being a Rider yourself, you must have great reflexes."

"Maybe when things calm down and Buffa's taken care of."

"See you later."

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"Sakurai Keiwa," Sae growled. "Why're you here?"

"To take the driver and your ID core away from you." Keiwa answered truthfully.

"Why?"

"Michinaga-san is on a rampage, he's killing ALL Kamen Riders." Keiwa answered.

"I don't know why you waited for me until I touched my ID core, but go, you've done your job."

"Neon-chan once said in passing that you loved your family, I can't risk that being warped into something unrecognizable."

"I have done well for myself even with my desires taken from me, thank you very much." Sae rolled her eyes. "If you're done here, you need to go before that bullhead comes after me because you were here."

"See you later then, Ganaha-san."

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"I am a Kamen Rider."

"Not anymore, you aren't." Keiwa retrieved two yellow boxes from the suited foreigners.

"Hey.. you're that boy Ojou-sama's hanging out with a lot of times."

"Kamen Rider Tycoon," Keiwa introduced himself with his Rider designation. "Tsumuri'll probably give Neon-chan a driver and her ID core."

"Why take our drivers away?" John asked. "Shouldn't we need to defend ourselves from Buffa."

"No Rider attacks affect him now, now that we're living in his desired world." Keiwa shook his head. "I don't even think the Game Master could put a dent on him."

"What about you?"

"Don't worry about me." Keiwa smiled at the two bodyguards.

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Neon was entertaining the man her mother arranged for her to meet for a potential partnership.

It got weird when a woman in black and white clothes placed a box on her side of the table.

Both she and the man she's with were terribly curious about what was inside the box the forlorn woman gave her. She opened the box only to find two weird objects: one was a black contraption while the other was just a circle with a weird cat-like face on it.

She was about to touch the circle, out of curiosity, when one of her bodyguards, Ben, was unceremoniously thrown inside.

A bull monster went inside the room after Ben was thrown inside. He strutted dangerously after her bodyguard.

"Ben!" Neon yelled at her bodyguard in worry.

"Gaaaah! Monster!" Yelled the man Neon was with before everything went to shit.

"Don't touch that, not unless you want to fall by my blade." The bull monster was talking to her and he was clearly referring to the yellow box that was on the table.

"Stay away from her!" John went after the bull monster and kicked him for good measure, not that any good happened after. "Runaway, Milady!"

Neon nodded as she ran away from the chaos inside the restaurant leaving everything inside. The last thing she saw was someone pulling John away from the bull monster while saying.

"Really, Michinaga-san?"

"Tycoon."

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"She really is something."

"Keiwa." Neon greeted the guy that just arrived.

"I take it you remember everything now?"

"Were you also going to let me forget everything?" Neon asked her friend.

"Truthfully, I wasn't sure which was the good option for you, like for the others there is a real chance for them to be warped because they lacked their desires." Keiwa answered. "With you, you'd forget every kind of suffering that Beroba put you through."

"Which is why I think it was best you forgot about everything." Kyuun supplied.

"Of course, it wasn't," Neon denied the notion. "Make me remember."

"Now that you remember, what's your next move?" Kyuun asked.

"You can start by giving me your ID core and driver." Keiwa opened his palm towards Neon.

"Why?"

"Why?" Kyuun questioned.

"As you have witnessed, Michinaga-san is killing Kamen Riders now that we're living in his desired world."

"So in the end he won, huh?"

"He killed Ace." Keiwa nodded.

"So he's coming after all the Kamen Riders."

"Only the ones who have a driver and their ID cores," Keiwa added. "I've tried to save some but in a game about granting wishes, they didn't trust me, and Michinaga-san got to them."

"So he really killed them." That was when Neon realized who were previously Kamen Riders. "What about Ben and John?"

"Your bodyguards are safe," Keiwa assured her. "Once he realized that they didn't have their ID cores and Drivers with them, he left them."

"I'll keep Neon's ID core and Driver, I think there's a game starting soon." Kyuun stated.

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"Kekera-san, please tell me you're not about to make my nee-chan a Kamen Rider, are you?" Keiwa barged into his apartment.

"Sakurai Keiwa! You're alive!" Kekera exclaimed.

"Keiwa? Is that really you?" Sara rushed to hug his brother. "Where have you been? Why didn't you call?"

As Sara hugged her brother, she unknowingly touched an ID core in Keiwa's jacket, making her remember everything that's happened since.

"Keiwa? H-how? I…"

Sara hugged her brother as tight as she could. She could not believe that her brother was here with her. He was alive.

Sara did not know how her brother was alive, but she wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth.

"And you've touched a core." Keiwa sighed as he removed his jacket from his person cupping it for a rogue ID core inside after his sister released him from her hug.

"I felt it in one of the front pockets." Sara helpfully offered.

And sure enough, Keiwa found the rogue ID core, Ginpen's ID core.

"I saw you fall… I saw the bubbles from the hole."

Keiwa retrieved a box and a ring from the same jacket he just removed from his person.

"Wear this," Keiwa ignored his sister's question. "Just trust me on this."

"Eh, what is that?" Kekera asked curiously. "Sakurai Keiwa, why're you giving your sister a ring, a cheaply made one at that?"

Sara ignored the musings of a frog and nodded at her brother's request. She wore the ring her brother gave her.

Sara was still curious why her brother was giving her a ring in the first place, but she knows she can trust her brother.

As soon as Sara wore the ring, Keiwa opened the box and everything in the room turned green.

"We should be safe from prying eyes and ears, for now." Keiwa sighed as he slumped on the couch.

"Keiwa? How?"

"So remember the stories mom told us about people using past heroes or mythological people as weapons to save the world?"

"They're just stories right?" Sara frowned. "It's not like someone could call upon the power of Izanagi-sama and smite anyone they feel like."

"It turns out, being a Kamen Rider, isn't the only thing that makes people extraordinary."

"No…"

"I think Mom and Dad were even involved with it," Keiwa massaged his temples. "I tracked down the guys who gave us our supposed inheritance after they died and they basically confirmed everything."

"You can summon past people, don't you?"

"I've got Hattori Hanzo."

"But how?"

"When I fell…"

"Are you…" Sara couldn't help but want to ask the one question plaguing her mind but she was also afraid of the answer her brother might give.

"I'm alive, nee-chan, don't worry."

"But… the stories mom told us about those heroes…"

"And the Desire Grand Prix, the one that the frog was asking you to join, is using a goddess to grant wishes," Keiwa sighed once more. "Considering there are no other active Persona-users, that's the name of the power, it's left to me."

"But… Keiwa, the stories, the heroes all had their friends by their side when they faced those godly enemies!" Sara exclaimed. "What if…"

"I know, nee-chan, but I can't risk anyone in the DGP awakening to this power." Keiwa answered truthfully.

"But, what about you? I don't think I can take losing you a second time." Sara hugged her brother once more, as tight as before.

"I know…"

"Can you not do it, right now?" Sara looked at her brother with tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry, nee-chan, I'm still waiting for Ace to return."

"So the bull actually killed Ace-sama?"

"He'll be back, he's the goddess's son, after all."

"Eh?"

"Yeah, heard all about it, but I'm still trying to verify the source," Keiwa sheepishly smiled. "Trying to unlearn the habit of believing everyone at their word."

"Huh, what will you do now?"

"Stay here, let's not talk about everything in front of Kekera-san, that frog." He pointed at the silent frog statue. "Me being here would stop him from entering you into the Desire Royale.

"Desire Royale."

"A new game where Kamen Riders kill for their wishes."

"So the ring?"

"Oh yeah, it stops people from turning into coffins or monsters when exposed by this box."

"A bit morbid..."

"Tell me about it."

"Why are you so sure we're safe from prying eyes?" Sara couldn't help but question.

"Well, technology and this box don't mix well." Keiwa smiled as he gestured at the box. "That and this box actually stops time in an enclosed space."

"Stops time… Keiwa!"

"It's the best I can do without having anything getting leaked to them, they've been watching everything I do, how do you think that frog became my, so-called, biggest fan?"

"Ew!"

"And with that, we're abandoning this topic, I don't want to think about the implications of what I just said."

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In the end, Sara ended up joining the Desire Royale, despite her brother's protests. She had argued that she wanted a wish of her own granted.

Even with the sacrifices made.

In the end, Keiwa had to acquiesce to her sister's will and let her join in.

While in the middle of the game, Nadge-Sparrow ambushed her sister and Neon and when Daichi managed to knock her sister out, all he saw was red.

Keiwa knew that no one should know about the power he now wielded, so he decided to turn into Tycoon after he charged at his sister's assailant.

"Tycoon, I'll pay back the man himself."

Keiwa attacked Nadge-Sparrow only using his Rider powers, and the other's experience was so apparent.

There was a reason Daichi was one of the all-stars that was invited to the Grand Prix with Sae-san.

As Keiwa and Daichi traded blows, they were attacked by a powered-up Michinaga, prompting Keiwa's opponent to retreat.

"All you had to do was not remember and then I wouldn't have to put you down." Michinaga walked slowly as he pushed the lever of his chainsaw and gathered energy.

"Really, Michinaga-san?" Keiwa detransformed from his Rider suit and faced the purple Rider.

"Keiwa?"

"Tycoon."

"My sister is a new participant, how could she have the choice of forgetting things she didn't have in the first place?"

"She's here, isn't she?"

"Gee, why do you think she was forced to join in this competition where Kamen Riders kill left and right."

"She wanted to revive you." Ace revealed himself as he drew his own conclusion.

"But you're here; she has no reason to join." Michinaga growled.

"Oh, my supporter, dangled my life in front of my sister and made a promise that he'd revive me if she joined."

"That's, that's not right."

"Neon-chan, this is the Desire Grand Prix, they live off of our misery." Keiwa stated bitterly.

"Then why are you here?"

"To protect my sister."

"You do know when to be selfish, Tycoon." Ace remarked.

"Regardless, wear these."

Keiwa threw the three Riders three golden rings for them to wear.

"Rings?" Neon caught the ring with her guitar's head.

"Just wear them."

Michinaga clicked his tongue and detransformed and wore the ring he was given with. The other two followed suit, seeing as the strongest of them, relatively speaking, let down his guard and wore the ring without question.

As soon as Keiwa saw the three Riders he's known for so long put on the rings he gave them, he retrieved a box from his person and opened it.

And the surroundings changed: Everything turned green, liquids turned red and it was eerily silent.

"Welcome to the collective unconscious." Keiwa welcomed the three of them.

"Hanzo, Samerecarm."

A blue ethereal figure appeared behind Keiwa and raised its nodachi, summoning a kaleidoscope of blue butterflies that landed on the man's sister before they disappeared.

"Wha-"

"Oh Keiwa!" Sara immediately hugged her brother as soon as she woke up. "I really hoped it wasn't true, everything you told me…"

"It's alright nee-chan." Keiwa assured his sister. "I promise I won't end up like the heroes who fought gods."

"He- fought gods?" Michinaga exclaimed, unable to comprehend what was happening. "Oi, Tycoon what is really going on!"

"I'm curious myself." Ace stepped forward, a frown on his face.

"Both of you spill, what do each of you know about the goddess of creation, and please do not repeat Beroba's drivel." Keiwa glared at the man in black clothes.

"The DGP has been using her to grant wishes of the Desire deities without her consent." Ace growled.

"She's been using the lives and happiness of the people as fuel," Michinaga growled. "That is the truth, think what you will about Beroba, if there's one thing she's not, is a liar."

"Of course, you'd defend your supporter." Keiwa scoffed.

"Using the…" Neon tried to repeat Ace's words. "Of course, why wouldn't it just that I replaced someone else, of course, there had to be some people who were sacrificed for me to exist."

"You're merely a product, Neon-chan," Keiwa shook his head. "You have nothing to do with the sins of the others and the administration."

"But."

"He's right, you're not at fault for existing."

"What is the point in doing this, Tycoon."

"I just wanted to know what you have learned about the goddess." Keiwa sighed. "Without cameras looking and eavesdropping on our conversation."

"Technology doesn't work with the world in this state."

Everyone checked on their respective spider phones, finding that it did not function at all.

Neon tried transforming back into Na-go, but she wasn't able to.

"This changes things, if your mother was really innocent like you claim to be – "

"She is."

"Then maybe…"

"Maybe what?"

"Maybe the actual goddess is controlling things behind the scenes."

Ace and Michinaga looked at each other.

"Or it could be the person who started the Desire Grand Prix." Ace dropped.

"Who could also be in contact with the actual deity." Keiwa hummed.

"Keiwa… you're only one person, those stories…"

"No one else awoke to their powers, nee-chan." Keiwa shook his head. "I awoke to it when I fell from that game."

Ace looked at Michinaga, as if asking for information, but the other man remained silent.

"Keiwa… you could die, I don't think I can handle losing you again." Sara hugged her brother.

"Keiwa… you died?"

"Ask our Jamashin-sama for the details, Neon-chan."

"How could you?!" Neon exclaimed.

"He was in the way, and he's a Kamen Rider, what part of killing all Kamen Riders did you not get." Michinaga growled.

"Oh because we're all Kamen Riders, we're all at fault for the sins Kamen Riders, before Keiwa and I joined, committed against you."

Michinaga clicked his tongue before responding.

"All Kamen Riders are selfish and are the scum of the Earth, they trample all over people because of their greed."

"Pot calling the kettle black." Neon sneered, actually sneered.

"Okay, Neon-chan, I did and did not die that time." Keiwa corrected some facts. "I was sent somewhere else to fight a god."

"You already fought one?"

"I had a team then, nee-chan."

"You mentioned an attack that instantly killed you." Michinaga's eyes widened.

"I was fresh off of my last battle when we met back then, at the goddess's temple." Keiwa smiled. "Sorry if I was a bit aggressive."

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"Tycoon."

"Sueru, or should I say Eros, or do you go by Cupid now."

"You know your mythology, Tycoon," The red-robed man commented. "You even recruited Geats, Buffa, and Na-go to your cause."

"When we humans have a common enemy, we can set aside our differences," Tycoon set aside his Desire Driver. "This time is no different."

"When spiders unite, they can take down a lion is a saying from Ethiopia." Ace commented.

"That is true, but would you still support his cause, Geats, if I tell you what happens to your mother if you destroy me?"

Ace looked at Keiwa, as if he was waiting for the other man to yell to stop.

"Your mother will be destroyed alongside myself, can you still support that cause?"

"Really?" Tycoon responded. "I heard differently."

"Heard, what could you possibly know, circus animal."

"You're the manifestation of the future's desires," Keiwa replied as he donned a battle stance. "You bestowed one of your navigators the power of granting wishes, without her knowledge, and hid it deep inside her to make it seem like it was her power, to begin with."

"How-"

"Is it really important how I became privy to that kind of information?"

"I guess you're right, Hamaon!"

A single piece of paper fell on top of Keiwa before it glowed white, but no screams were heard. As soon as the glow faded, a straw-man doll was turned into ashes in front of him.

"A voodoo doll, handy for light and darkness attacks." Keiwa grinned. "Hanzo, Hailstorm."

An ethereal being appeared behind Keiwa and began dropping a myriad of swords in every location, skipping over where Ace and the others were located, every sword connected with Sueru's form, dealing huge damage.

"You're clearly skilled, Tycoon, let's see how long you can keep this up." Sueru growled as two floating armors appeared behind the red-robed man.

The armors rushed at Keiwa only for them to be destroyed by their copies that seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

"Impressive," Sueru clapped. "I'm done treating this as an RPG."

Sueru rushed at Keiwa, bare-fisted, and began attempting to punch the living daylights out of his opponent.

Keiwa dodged the first few strikes before the ethereal blue figure from before appeared in front of Keiwa and parried defended him from any and all strikes from the current game master.

Sueru stopped and gestured a 'come at me' in Neon's direction as Neon's guitar-axe heeded the call and flew straight towards him, straight at Keiwa's back.

Keiwa, aware of what's happened, flipped backward over the incoming guitar, grabbed the handle, and slashed his opponent with the guitar's edge.

As predicted, there were no fluids that gushed out of the wound that Keiwa just inflicted, attributed to the fact that he was facing a god who was merely playing with Keiwa.

"Is that all you can really do, are you so weakened because you gave all of your powers away to Mitsume and made her believe that it was her innate power?" Keiwa goaded.

"Is he out of his mind?" Michinaga growled. "Why's he goading the final boss?!"

"You insignificant – if you want to see the full might of a god, then so be it." Sueru growled.

Sueru glowed red as the statue of the goddess of creation glowed gold. Cracks were forming on the statue before it broke and released the woman it held within.

"Mother!" Ace rushed towards the newly released, but still petrified, woman.

Sueru on the other hand grew ten times its former size laughing confidently at his advantage.

"What now, Tycoon?"

"This, Hanzo, Salvation."

The ethereal figure clapped his hands twice as golden light from above cured the woman and healed everyone else's wounds.

"Wha- Why you?!" Sueru bent down in an attempt to grab Keiwa by his gigantic hands.

The ethereal figure appeared in front of Keiwa and swatted the giant hand away. He then rushed towards the giant opponent and conjured a myriad of swords that stormed the giant's head.

"You need to get away from here now!"

"What about you, Keiwa?"

"I got this, I can't use my full power if you're still here." Keiwa assured.

"Don't use that one attack, Keiwa, please." Sara mouthed at him.

"I'll try." Keiwa mouthed back.

Once everyone has evacuated, he dropped the guitar-axe he had been holding and looked up at the gigantic Sueru.

"So you have saved Mitsume," Sueru scoffed. "You're here all alone, Tycoon."

"That's just the way I want it," Keiwa replied. "That way they won't be hurt by my next attack."

"What could you possibly hope to accomplish now that I have all of my powers back? I am the embodiment of human wishes, I can simply call on a wish and grant them for myself."

"Just as you're the embodiment of wishes, there have been other deities like you, even one who's the embodiment of lies, another who's the embodiment of control, another who's the embodiment of death, they've all been stopped.

"A mere human stop a god, preposterous."

"But that's what I intend to do."

Keiwa stood his ground, he retrieved a card from his person and threw it in the air.

"Hanzo, Armageddon."

"Arma- what?!"

Hanzo, the ethereal figure that has been fighting on Keiwa's side looked at Keiwa and nodded at him, as if understanding what has been decided.

The ethereal figure flew circles around the gigantic Sueru, creating a twister with them at the center. A number of swords materialized all around them and grinded and clashed at each other creating sparks and charging the air in the eye of the twister with electricity.

The ground caught fire as the sparks from the grinding swords accumulated on it and evolved into a raging inferno.

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"Keiwa…"

Once five of the six people in the Desire Temple were teleported back to the Earth, a huge boom was heard. It startled the civilians outside the building they just teleported in.

Sara looked around to see if anyone had noticed them appear when she saw Keiwa's older sister sobbing silently holding onto the purple shuriken.

"Sara-san?" Neon called. "Keiwa will be fine, I'm sure of it."

"I know he's not, Neon-chan." Sara shook her head as tears continued to pour from her eyes.

Michinaga and Ace looked at the sobbing woman, trying to process what she just said.

"Armageddon."

"The end of the world." Ace whispered to himself.

"Is an attack that Keiwa acquired when he continued to interact with the people our parents were working with even when the Desire Royale was taking place," Sara shared. "That boom we just heard was Keiwa using that attack on Sueru."

"Tycoon, has an attack that could end the world?" Michinaga frowned at the information.

"Then Keiwa should be fine." Neon tried to reassure the man's older sister.

"Casting the attack comes with no cost." Sara held onto the purple shuriken tightly. "It's controlling the attack that's…"

"Controlling it comes with a huge cost."

"Oi, oi, you couldn't possibly tell us that –"

"Tycoon, no, Keiwa sacrificed his life for us."

"No, Keiwa said he would be fine." Neon slumped on the floor. "He said he would be fine and he'd catch up to us!"

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Suddenly, a blue light shone in the space between all of five people inside the building. They looked at it expectantly hoping for good news.

As soon as the blue light faded, it left a standing Tsumuri and an unconscious Keiwa on the floor.

"Keiwa!" Sara immediately rushed to her younger brother and immediately worked on touching the wrist and neck.

Sara looked at Tsumuri expectantly but the other woman simply shook her head.

With the silent confirmation, Sara cradled her brother's head as she wailed silently, losing the only family she has left.

Neon, feeling about to burst herself, steadied herself and approached her long-time fan and took Sara into her arms, after gently placing Keiwa's head on the floor, and let the older woman cry on her.

"Sakurai Keiwa-sama has perished in his battle against Sueru-sama." Tsumuri announced with a heavy heart.

"Surely, if he's that powerful, he could have found a way to defeat that god, and come out of it alive." Michinaga huffed.

"Are you so sure, Buffa?" Ace spoke once more since the realization of Keiwa's death.

"He's apparently done this before, right? He told us himself."

"I overheard Sara-san and him talking about how Keiwa needs a team in dealing with a god but he can't have one because it'd risk leaking this kind of power to the people of the grand prix."

"Was it worth keeping the power a secret?" Michinaga growled.

"What's this, I didn't know you cared a lot about Keiwa, Buffa."

"Tycoon isn't like most Kamen Riders in the Desire Grand Prix."

"And yet you killed him." Sara whispered.

"What?" Neon looked at the older woman who had calmed down enough to listen to the conversation. "Keiwa said…"

"Keiwa always deflected when the Heaven or Hell game was touched upon." Ace shared his observation.

"No matter, Keiwa's dead now because he wanted to save us." Sara looked at her brother who lay on the floor, unmoving. "Let's not talk about that, for now…"

"I'll help you file the papers, Haku- Sara."

"Thank you, Ace-sama.

[cyberrat]

71st Batch Of Fics: 4th Fill

Hanzo/Genji – Inheritance AU – Part 1 – fem!Hanzo – Sojiro Shimada is dead which leaves Hanzo to inherit everything... if it weren't for her little bastard brother that she has to deal with now.

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Hanzo peers down at the pictures Kenta had carefully placed on her desk, alongside a report. The corners of her mouth pull down as she gently pushes the paper around with the very tip of one nail.

She doesn’t even want to touch the stuff if she is being honest – the person depicted on it looks so dreadfully poor that it turns her stomach to be quite honest. It also annoys her. She knows for a fact that her father had supplied her little brother with enough money to not have to work… so there is no reason for him to look like… that.

Or is that the fashion of the current youth? She squints some more at the pictures before pushing them away and dragging Kenta’s report close for perusal.

It details the daily routine of Genji which is… not much. He seems to sleep most of the day and spend the night in various clubs or purchasing – and doing – drugs.

Absolutely vile.

Hanzo scoffs and pushes the report away from her, leaning back in what had been her father’s chair just until last week. She carefully takes her long, elegant pipe from the ashtray and puts the end of it between her lips, thinking on her options as she puffs idly.

Kenta is standing next to the door, hands folded in front of him, staring straight ahead. He knows better than to ogle his lady – Hanzo has trained all of her personnel quite early. She does enjoy the freedom that comes with being able to slip her arms out of the sleeves of her garment and be at ease.

“You have been watching him since last week, yes?” she asks eventually, even though she knows it well enough. She sent him off just an hour after Sojiro’s passing once it dawned on her that her idiotic half brother actually has a claim to some of the inheritance.

Kenta nods his head in a brief downward jerk of his chin.

“Yes, lady Shimada. I stayed for several days but his routine never changed.”

She scoffs, gaze reluctantly returning to the pictures. “What a sorry waste of space,” she mutters. “Unworthy of the Shimada name.”

Hanzo pulls her pipe out and lightly taps it against the forehead of her little brother’s image.

“Might as well just take him out. It would certainly make everything easier.”

Kenta is quiet but she can practically hear his hesitation before he finally says: “Your father’s instructions have been… clear, my lady.”

Hanzo sighs deeply. “I know.” She puts the pipe back between her lips and pulls open one of her desk’s drawers, taking out parchment and a pen. Before she quite begins writing, she pauses and asks long suffering: “You suppose he can read, don’t you?”

Kenta’s mouth twitches briefly as if about to smile before settling back into supreme neutrality. “Yes, my lady.”

She nods, even though her question has been mostly rhetoric.

“Still… I suppose I should try and use short words,” she mutters as she starts to write a letter to her little half brother.

.oOo.

Genji nearly doesn’t read the letter. It looks too wild to be anything, really; just a pale yellow envelope with a blue wax seal. Who the fuck uses wax seals anymore?

The only thing that makes him open the damn thing in the first place is the fact that there are dragons on that seal; two dragons, biting into each other’s tail. He’s seen them around a few times; mostly on his father’s missives every once in a while.

He’s been waiting for some more money, but this letter feels too light to contain much which makes it immediately less interesting… but whatever.

Genji throws it down on his kitchen table where it sits for a few days before he suddenly remembers that it exists.

It’s one of his few mostly sober moments so he feels aware enough to actually sit down and messily open the missive.

He still gets at first distracted by the smell of the thick paper inside, lifting it up to his nose and inhaling deeply. It’s some kind of fragrant smoke with just the hint of a perfume underneath that excites him a little. It smells like such an exciting combination.

Genji sniffs the paper for longer than he would ever admit to anyone. The thought of jerking off to it wafts through his mind briefly but even he realizes that it would be weird, so he doesn’t. For now.

Instead he finally begins to read. There is no greeting. The penmanship is precise and elegant in a brusque kind of fashion; just perfect enough to not be ugly.

Our connection has passed away.

It would be prudent for us to discuss further steps.

Meet me at the Shimada estate so we may end this matter quickly.

HS

Genji squints at the paper. Quite honestly, it sounds like a threat. He has no clue who this HS person is, either. What the Hell is he supposed to make of this? He’s not going to go. Then again, his father is pretty late on the payment this month which is… odd. He’s never been late as far as Genji can remember.

Maybe something happened to him? But then again that could doubly mean that this is some kind of weird action movie trap.

He scratches through his hair, blinking a few times. So much thinking really makes him thirsty…

He decides to not go there. No matter how awesome the paper smells. And maybe he will jerk off later while sniffing on it. Fuck whoever sent it – he’s not going to just obey an odd threatening letter from someone he doesn’t even know.

.oOo.

Three days later, there is a knock at Genji’s door. He ignores it like he ignores everything else and keeps on playing his video game.

The knock persists, though. It persists for a whole damn hour until he finally gets fed up and lurches upright from his slouching position on the couch. He’s only wearing a tanktop and some gray sweats, his hair a bit of a mess because it’s too early to go to the club so he doesn’t have any reason to style it.

He opens the door with some aggression, ready to chew out whatever asshole is trying to sell him some shit – but he doesn’t get that far. His tirade is caught off by the sudden muzzle of a gun pointed straight at his face. A man with dark sunglasses and a perfect, dark suit is holding it, his face calm and unreadable.

“Mister Shimada,” he says in a voice like he’s talking about the weather. “You are trying my lady’s patience. Please come with me down to the car. I would prefer if you made no fuss about it, but I am ready to knock you unconscious if need be.”

Genji’s heart is pounding a mile a minute, a sudden headache pressing against his forehead from inside his skull.

He doesn’t really have any choice other than to whisper a weak: “Okay…” before stepping out of his flat and following the very clear yakuza member downstairs to his sleek, black car.

[laismoura-art]

YOO! THESE ARE AWESOME!!! :O 💛 💛 💛

I'm so happy my headcanons inspired you!!

I loved the mix of pyromancers and phytomancers (I suppose that's the name)!🔥🌱

I wonder if Satoshi has powers?👀 Does he take after only one of his parents or he gets to be a mix of both?

Imagine Satoshi learning about his parents powers! They go outside and Hanzo makes a bonfire and they roast marshmallows together! And as Grandmistress, it is Harumi's duty to keep the gardens around Cetrion's temples well-kept, so one day she let Satoshi watch her work, he is mesmerised by her springing a nearly dead tree back to life!

Redeemed Cetrion, YAS!💚💚💚 Imagine Harumi taking baby Satoshi to meet Cetrion's temple and telling him legends of how their island was found!

Oooh! And the FNAF part?? Loved it!❤️❤️

Bi-Han would be so relieved his son found someone else to play! (And now he doesn't have to stick around and be jump scared all the time, lol!)

Zhenbing: Dad? Can I go to the Shirai Ryu play FNAF with Satoshi?

Bi-Han: PLEASE-- I mean, sure, you can my son :)

Bi-Han: thank god, someone else to play that cursed game with him!

I loved the Lin Kuei and the Shirai Ryu being friendly!💙💛 And Subscorprumi would have a fun dynamic!

Zhenbing: Hey Toshi, don't look now, but I think your parents have a crush on my uncle Kuai.

Satoshi: Whaaaa? No they-- *has a vague flashback of his parents staring dreamily at Zhen's uncle as he trained*

Satoshi: Holy shit!

Also! Did Subscorprumi meet as kids (Since the clans have always been friendly)? Imagine the three of them figuring out their feelings!

I imagine Hanrumi getting together first, since their live in the same island, but then on day they go "No but Kuai's so cute!" And they both start to come up with plans to get Kuai into their polycule!👀🩷💛💙

W0ND3RPLAY'S MORTAL KOMBAT

SATOSHI IN THE NEW ERA

inspired by @running-with-the-feels and @laismoura-art. Fuck NRS for not letting their own mascot be happy. @theelderhazelnut @bloody-arty-myths @starneko123

A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THE SHIRAI RYU IN THIS VERSION FIRST....

In the new era, the Shirai Ryu is mostly composed of pyromancers and plant magic users as opposed to the Lin Kuei, but their origins on how they came to be are different: the founder was a pyromancer himself and couldn't handle the cold environment, also got homesickness, so the Lin Kuei grandmaster assigned him to start a japan branch but then founder got shipwrecked and met a bunch of plant magic users, who have a redeemed Cetrion as their patron goddess. The island is her blessing towards them.

The matriarch of the plant magic users was the one to become grandmaster, as the founder see her as deemed worthy of the role when she was participating in the Mortal Kombat tournament.

The Shirai Ryu takes on the same role as the Lin Kuei but the difference is they deal with a bunch of external threats towards Earthrealm while internal threats are dealt with by the Lin Kuei. Both clans are on civil and friendly terms. (This may explain Harumi's connection to Outworld and the Umgadi)

NOW BACK ON THE SUBJECT!

There was no massacre that took place, just Hanzo and Harumi living a happy life with their beloved son. As I said, fuck NRS.

Hanzo wasn't a pyromancer after becoming Scorpion, it was by birth, and this goes the same toward Harumi as she's one of the best plant magic users within her clan. Oh, not to mention she's the official grandmistress.

Satoshi was born on October 11, making him a Libra.

In his early years, there were many marks that looked like scars and injuries that made Satoshi look like he grew up in a terrible household much to his parents' concern, they went to see the doctors but it was always concluded that Satoshi was perfectly healthy overall, no serious skin condition going on whatsoever.

Then a psychic came over to the village, they told them that Satoshi has a soulmate, and there was bad energy surrounding those marks because whoever was predestined to meet him must've grown up in a not so pleasant home life. They told his parents that their son must simply wait for his soulmate as that person would eventually find him, assuming around his teenage years.

By the time he was 5, the marks appeared less frequently, then for two months where it kept popping up left and right. Satoshi also had a really vivid nightmare of a village being destroyed with its residents being killed in the most gruesome ways possible, which was very alarming for his parents and that was a time where security measures had to be held up because they assumed it meant something wrong was about to happen to the clan.

Another dream of his was escaping from a bunch of scientists and jumping into a portal machine, it felt lifelike as he experienced traveling through a portal for the first time.

Satoshi grew a habit of making up stories about the random scars that appear in his body, thinking they were from other different lives, from the past to the far future. Even his playmates get on the fun. This is because he didn't understand this whole soulmate ordeal at the time until much later in life when his parents sat down with him that day.

Is childhood besties with Takeda, as Kenshi settled down in the Shirai Ryu after freeing his own clan from the yazuka and marrying the love of his life, Suchin. They were practically raised like brothers growing up and liked to push each other's limits to ensure they grew up to be great warriors. Takeda loved being a big brother figure towards Satoshi as they were both only children with no siblings whatsoever.

His favorite pastime was gathering plants in the island's wide variety of otherworldly plants, he lets his parents cook the plants he's gotten during dinner. It even stayed after his childhood.

Another one was catching bugs with his dad, his favorite being those butterflies. He also learned how to paint and was a gifted artist like his mother.

Got a HUGE FNAF phase around when he was like 7-9 years old, his favorite animatronic would be Bonnie (blame @laismoura-art, those headcanons with Bi-han are truly hilarious) and shipped him with Freddy before he even knew shipping meant.

Inherited his father's facial features and resting grumpy face, though that resting face becomes more prominent once he was 11 years. It was also when he started to take on grandmaster training as per the clan's tradition.

He eventually started to learn how to hunt to practice his assassin skills, helping other villagers and members as a way to connect with them. He's now often seen practicing in the Fire Gardens or in the courtyard.

He also took on babysitting duty as well and eventually became like a protective and loving older brother towards the little fellas, he started becoming good with kids at this point too.

Satoshi didn't know about Zhenbing, the son of Bi-Han & Sareena until he began his grandmaster training despite knowing Zhenbing's parents personally due to monthly annual meetings between the Shirai Ryu & Lin Kuei, because he was often sent to Kenshi's home to be babysat while the meetings took place. They bonded over the fact they went through a FNAF phase albeit Zhenbing happened to him pretty early (sometime around 6-7) and the high expectations, pressures that comes with being both future grandmasters.

When he first met Zhenbing's adoptive older sister, Frost, she was responsible for Satoshi's bisexual awakening and had a brief crush for only two months. Currently he's a pansexual in denial.

He started to experience a growth spurt once he was 12 years old, and was 6'0" by the time he hit 13, his current age. (My boy would've been freaking in the NBA with the height I gave him at this point 💀)

He's also gotten more intimidating looking in terms of appearance due to the grumpy resting face that he has, but don't worry, he's a sweetheart but is really omniverted at best.

Whenever he wants to wind down and relax or wants some alone time, he goes to this huge lake with a pretty waterfall hidden within a forest only he knows and even plans to show his soulmate this place once he's trusted and got to know them more. He usually paints or plays with the small animals that come and stop by.

When an Ainu elder joined the clan, he got to get more connected to his heritage since while his father was afraid to pass on the traditions to his wife and son yet due to being disowned after joining the Shirai Ryu, so he takes that opportunity for a nice father-son bonding, since he too wants to take pride in his heritage as well and let his father join on a journey in learning about themselves. This was a core memory during Satoshi's teenage years (I loved the 'Hanzo being Ainu' headcanon from that one anon sent to @running-with-the-feels)

He enjoys reading those old choose your adventure books he'd find in those bookshops as well with some nature books, he's a huge fan of horror and fantasy novels as well.

His music taste consists of 90's japanese hip-hop, along with some from its western counterpart, along with indie rap. He listens to artists like Joey Valence & Brae, MC Hammer, Kid N' Play, and Salt N' Pepa

As Satoshi is now a teenager and now understands the whole soulmate ordeal that he has, he starts to wonder what his soulmate would be like in person, other than being such a reckless idiot as marks resembling external injuries tend to pop up often. He often says to himself 'Oh what they've done now??' or 'Here we go again...', yet beyond those scars, he wishes to meet them but alas, a psychic told his parents that he must wait. For now.......

[ghostlyrats]

Overwatch Interaction Requests!

Over on twitter I asked if folks wanted to see what a spawn interaction between Reaper and any given character would be like, and I would write one for each person! I may do more in future as it was super fun! Some lines I wrote are below the cut! Disclaimer: these voice lines are purely fictional and are not official ones in game, simply writing requests fulfilled by myself. I have official voicelines listed elsewhere. Interactions under the cut!

ASHE Ashe: You here for the halloween party? Sorry to tell you, you're about half a year too late. Reaper: This isn't a costume. Ashe: Keep tellin' yourself that. BRIGITTE Reaper: The Crusader's getting old, just how long are you going to enable him? Brigitte: Enable him? Fighting was his choice. Reaper: Then you should prepare yourself. Reaper: What's that puny shield supposed to do? Brigitte: You'd be surprised. (And in OW1, Reaper certainly was.) Reaper: Why bother fighting, didn't you learn from your father's mistakes? Brigitte: I've learned plenty. Besides, someone has to protect the people. Reaper: How noble. CASSIDY Reaper: Took me being out of the picture for you to get a promotion, figures. Cassidy: Heh... never would have gotten one if I was still under you. Cassidy: Ain't the ghost motif taking things a tad too far? Reaper: Some people deserve to be haunted. Cassidy: Always knew it was you behind that mask, from a mile off. Reaper: What gave me away? Cassidy: Heh, where do I begin... DOOMFIST Doomfist: I need you to keep your eyes on the mission, Reyes. Stay focused. Reaper: I know the mission brief, it's Sombra you should be worried about. ECHO Echo: I've observed your methods, they are quite... Reaper: Effective. Echo: That's not the definition I would use. Reaper: I'm not wrong. GENJI Genji: I... don't understand. I changed and found healing, you... only seem more broken. Reaper: No. I grew stronger, while you grew weaker. Genji: I should have known... you had accepted the way of the assassin long before you wore the mask. Reaper: I do what's necessary, unlike some. HANZO Reaper: Always heard you were a good shot with that bow, could still be useful. Hanzo: No matter what you and your people say, I stand by my decision - the answer is 'no'. JUNKERQUEEN Reaper: Tell that rat to stay away from me. Junkerqueen: ...what, you mean Jamison? (snorts) He's not our problem anymore. Reaper: He better not become my problem. Junkerqueen: What's with the grim getup? Bet you'd sizzle in the Wasteland sun. Reaper: What's with Junkers and not being able to keep their mouths shut? LUCIO Reaper: Shut that racket down, before I shut it down for you. Lucio: Or... you could embrace the joy of music. Reaper: Off. MEI Reaper: Nice drone, bet it's good target practice. Mei: (gasp) You stay away from Snowball! Mei: You think you can just hurt whoever you want and get away with it? Reaper: You're not the first to ask me that, and you won't be the last. Mei: I've heard all about you. They say wherever you appear, disaster follows... Reaper: That's called an omen. And they'd be right. MERCY Mercy: Can't you see O'Deorain has only caused you further damage, Reyes? Yet you continue to associate with her... that isn't healthy. Reaper: If only we all had a choice, doc. Mercy: That necrosis you caused with Jack... that's unlike anything I've seen. Reaper: Just another medical enigma. Mercy: Do you even require healing? Reaper: That's the least of what you owe me. MOIRA Moira: How are we fairing today, Gabriel? Anything out of the ordinary? Reaper: Why bother asking? You already know. Moira: Still working on decorum, I see. Reaper: I can't feel my hands, doc. Moira: There we go again, always a complaint with you. Reaper: If there weren't so many problems, things may be different. PHARAH Reaper: Ex-Helix... what a joke. Pharah: At least I was protecting something. REINHARDT Reinhardt: Reyes... what has become of you? I thought... Reaper: Don't sound so surprised. Ana didn't stay dead, either. SIGMA Sigma: (humming) Reaper: ...doctor, you're doing the thing. Sigma: ...ah? Hm? Oh! I'm so sorry. Won't happen again. Reaper: Mn. Don't make promises you can't keep. Sigma: If something is considered 'indescribable', isn't that a description in itself? Reaper: I am this close to returning you to that facility we dragged you out of. SOLDIER 76 Reaper: Aren't you getting tired of this, Jack? You can't chase me forever. Soldier 76: Someone's got to keep an eye on you, and it looks like you're slowing down. Reaper: (grunts) Reaper: Why don't you just retire already? Soldier 76: (chuckles) A guy I knew once said to me: 'I'll retire when I'm dead.' Turns out he was a liar, and a bad one at that. Reaper: I meant it back then. SOMBRA Reaper: ...Sombra. Why are you staring like that?   Sombra: Oh, I'm just waiting for the usual pre-mission lecture. Reaper: ... (frustrated noise) Sombra: What, that it this time? Good talk, Gabe! TRACER Tracer: You again! Give it up already, Talon's a sinking ship. Reaper: And Overwatch was reformed by a monkey. I wonder what's worse. ZARYA Zarya: Don't be a coward, it's time to show your true face to the world. Reaper: And in death, I would see yours. Zarya: If I hear you step foot in my home again, you will answer to me. Reaper: (dry) I'm quaking in my boots.