#hanzo hasashi x you

[iliketangerines]

Mk11)) Hanzo hizashi and kuai liang x reader?? Like maybe is from the past or is a simple maid that works at the fire garden or Lin kuei temple. Nothing too complicated for this request- just simple stuff.

two hands

a/n: this was gonna be longer, but then i realized how out of hand it would've gotten

pairing: kuai liang x gn!reader x hanzo hasashi

warnings: attempted poisoning

you rush back and forth between the kitchens and the dining room, plating the food gracefully and quickly, and you only give yourself a quick moment to breathe before your back to serving the food

today your grandmaster Kuai Liang had invited over some of the higher ups of the Shirai Ryu to come and dine with the Lin Kuei to improve relations

what that meant for you is that there was a lot of people to serve and a lot more teacups to refill and heat and brew

thankfully, your direct superior had kept your serving relegated to the grandmaster’s room, saying that you were one of their best workers and that the grandmaster needed everything to go perfectly

not so thankfully, that meant you couldn’t afford a single mistake, not a drop spilled, not a single wrong order, not a single empty cup

you grab a bottle of baijiu and head over to the dining hall, composing yourself in the hall and wiping sweat off your forehead

walking in a soft smile, you carefully and pour the alcohol in practiced motions, and the Shirai Ryu grandmaster gives you a smile and a nod of appreciation

your grandmaster thanks you, waving you off, and you leave the bottle with them and go off to collect more food from the kitchens

you pick up their final dishes in your hand, and you traverse the halls quickly, not letting any of the food drop to the floor

opening the door with your foot, you walk in with their meals and set the final dishes down for them, arranging them in the middle so that all the plates can fit

you’re about to leave when you look at one of the dishes, the pork ribs, it looked not quite right, almost discolored, and you see the visiting grandmaster reach for it with his chopsticks

placing a gentle hand on his, you halt his reach for the food and tear off a strip of the pork with your fingers, looking at the color and then eating it

the Lin Kuei grandmaster does not say anything, simply watches, and you can taste that something’s wrong with the meal, perhaps undercooked

you pick up the dish, bowing your head in apology as you say that there’s something wrong with the meal and that you will return with a properly cooked plate

leaving, you ring in another plate of the pork ribs and head back with a fresh pot of tea and nearly bump into one of the servers, strangely enough

you wrinkle your nose and furrow your brows at the near accident but make your way back to the room with no more hiccups

placing down the tea pot, you lean down to pour them new cups of tea, except when you come back up, your head spins and pain pounds at your forehead

looking down at your fingers, they almost look purple and the room starts to distort and move around you, and you realize the pork had poison in it, or some kind of hallucinogen

leaning to the side to avoid smashing your face into the food, you slur out poison to your grandmaster, and then a splitting pain echoes through your body as you fall to the side, unable to control your own limbs

the world sounds like it’s been put through water, and your stomach has started to cramp, feeling it gurgle and bubble inside of you

you can’t move your hands, your arms, your legs, and your vision goes black as your eyelids close against your own free will

you hope that this isn’t too much of a hindrance on the meeting

it seems to be a blur of black and flashing white as your body heaves and gasps and fights to live, struggling against something that makes your body feel like a weight is crushing your bones to dust

the pain suffocates your lungs, burning with every breath you take and yet at the same time fills with water to keep you from breathing

you’re not sure how long it’s been since you fell down to the floor, but you wake up, body aching but alive

there’s something shoved down your nose, but you can make out the harsh lighting above you through blurry vision

you groan, trying to sit up, and your hands fumble uselessly, still feeling rather stiff

someone blurry appears in your vision, pushing you down by your chest gently and telling you to lay back down

mumbling out something about going back to work and the meeting with the Shirai Ryu, you struggle against them with pathetic attempts, body still too weak to really do anything

the voice is deep and grumbly as it tells you to lay back down, and you blink at your eyes, trying to make out who the hell was telling you to not go to work

your vision finally clears, and the struggle dies in your throat as you look face to face with your grandmaster to your left and then the Shirai Ryu grandmaster at the foot of the bed

his hand is on your chest still, pushing you down easily now as you stare at them in shock

he thanks you for saving the both of them and that they have apprehended the suspect, and you croak out that it is your pleasure to save them both

your grandmaster frowns at that, saying that you shouldn’t have to protect them, that you are employed under the Lin Kuei as a server and not as a warrior, he should be the one protecting you

the other grandmaster nods, agreeing with the sentiment, and he says that the food tester should’ve caught the poisoning but you had instead, you have done more than needed

he bows to you, and you nearly shoot up out of the bed to tell him not to, that you’re just a servant to help keep things running smoothly at the Lin Kuei

your grandmaster shakes his head and tells you to sit back down, muttering under his breath about how stubborn you were

he pats your chest and tells you to rest for a few weeks, it had been a few days since you had been poisoned, and you would need to rest to regain full strength

nodding dumbly, the two of them bow to you and leave, and you’re left alone with your thoughts

both of the grandmasters bowing to you, it made your head reel with shock and a little bit of pride in yourself

two powerful men who thanked you for saving your life, your grandmasters, oh this was exhilarating

you never thought they would acknowledge you more than a formality, and your heart thump in your chest at the whole ordeal of them bowing to you

you had always been the one to show grace, to show respect, and yet people high above your station had bowed to you

the heart monitor by your bedside starts to beep, and you realize your heart is going a little too fast as a nurse rushes in to make sure everything was okay

you just stare up with a dopey little smile and mouth whisper that the two grandmasters had bowed to you, and the nurse gives you a concerned look as she checks all your vitals

soon enough, she leaves, and you’re left with your thoughts

two grandmasters, huh

[blakeswritingimagines]

Superbad (Dark Smut)

Summary: You were Hanzo's even before you know but he takes it upon himself to prove it to you.

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings: Dark Yandere Hanzo, Lovestruck! Hanzo, Kidnapping, Talk of reader being property, Dark Smut, Rape, Reader saying no to sex and it still happening, Nipple Play, No protection, PWP, PnV, Crying, Lack of pulling out.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Mortal Kombat character/s nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

Hanzo, a dark and intense yandere, had been quietly stalking you for months, his obsession growing with each passing day. He would watch you from the shadows, his eyes fixed on your every move. He would analyze your habits, her routine, and every little detail about your life. He would wait patiently for the perfect moment to make his move, to take you away from the world and make you all his. A person who was completely unaware of the sinister presence following you, went about your daily routine, blissfully ignorant to the fact that you were being closely watched. Hanzo, the dark and intense yandere, continued to observe you from the shadows, his obsession growing with every passing day. He would analyze your habits and routines, searching for the perfect moment to make his move.

Hanzo's patience finally paid off when he noticed an opportunity arise. It was late at night, and you were walking home alone after a long shift at work. The streets were empty, providing the perfect cover for Hanzo to strike. With a swift and silent movement, he emerged from the shadows behind you, a chloroform-soaked rag in hand. He wrapped his arm around your neck in one fluid motion, pulling you back against his chest while pressing the rag firmly over your mouth and nose. You struggled briefly but soon succumbed to the powerful sedative, your body going limp in Hanzo's grasp. A wicked smile spread across Hanzo's face as he scooped up your unconscious form, ready to carry out the plans he had so meticulously laid out. His heart raced with excitement knowing that you would soon be his forever, no matter what it took. Hanzo's body thrummed with anticipation as his plan came to fruition. With a firm grip on your unconscious form, he effortlessly carried you away from the empty streets and into the darkness. Within the shadows, he had meticulously prepared a hideout, a place where he could keep you all to himself. As he entered the hideout, he laid you down on a soft bed, gazing at your peaceful face. Hanzo's eyes drank in every inch of your face, memorizing the curves and contours, committing them to memory. He then carefully removed the chloroform-soaked rag from your mouth, ensuring you didn't wake up too early. He wanted this moment to last, wanted to savor the feeling of having you all to himself. His hands gently caressed your cheeks, tracing the outline of your lips before leaning down to press a tender kiss onto your forehead. "Mine," he whispered softly, his voice filled with possessive desire.

Hanzo's touch was gentle, almost reverent, as he continued to trace his fingers across your cheeks, his eyes never leaving your face. He leaned down once more, his breath warm against your skin, and whispered, "Mine. All mine." His voice was filled with a possessive desire that sent chills down your spine, even in your unconscious state. Hanzo stood back up, his gaze roaming over your motionless form. He couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction knowing that you were completely at his mercy. And as the days began to pass, your eyes slowly fluttered open, your vision blurry and disoriented. As your surroundings come into focus, you realize you're in an unfamiliar room, soft sheets caressing your body. Confusion and dread flood your senses as you try to remember the events that led you here. Suddenly, the door creaks open, and Hanzo walks into the room, a small smile on his face. "Ah, you're finally awake," he says, his voice dripping with a menacing sweetness. Hanzo approached the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. "Welcome back, my love," he purred, sitting down beside you. "I'm sure you must have many questions." He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from your face. "But don't worry, we have all the time in the world now." Hanzo's gaze intensified, his pupils dilating with a mix of affection and something far more dangerous. "I've been watching you for so long, waiting for the right moment to bring you here, to keep you safe with me." His fingers trailed along your jawline, sending shivers down your spine. "No one will ever separate us again. You're mine, and I'll do whatever it takes to protect you, even if it means keeping you locked away from the rest of the world."

The room felt suffocating as Hanzo spoke, his words laced with a dangerous possessiveness. You tried to sit up, but his firm yet gentle hand pushed you back down onto the bed. He leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear. "You don't have to be afraid," he murmured. "I'm doing this all for your own good. To keep you safe, to keep you mine. No one will ever hurt you again." Hanzo's other hand found its way under your shirt, his palm pressing against your stomach. "Just relax, my sweet," he cooed, his fingers beginning to unbutton your clothes with practiced ease. "Let me take care of everything. I know exactly what you need." As he stripped away your layers, exposing your skin to the cool air, Hanzo's lips trailed down the side of your neck, leaving a trail of feather-light kisses. "You're so beautiful," he breathed against your skin, his hot breath sending tingles through you despite the fear coursing through your veins. "And soon, you'll be mine in every way possible." Hanzo slowly leaned closer to you, his hand delicately caressing your cheek. "I've waited so long for this moment," he murmured, his voice dripping with possessive undertones. He gently pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, letting his fingers linger on your skin for a few extra seconds. "You have no idea how hard it was to resist touching you all this time, to keep myself from devouring you completely." Hanzo's words sent chills down your spine, his intense gaze seemingly staring straight into your soul.

As Hanzo continued to strip away your clothes, his lips leaving a trail of hot kisses down your neck, your heart raced with fear. His words echoed in your head, his possessive undertones sending shivers down your spine. You tried to resist him, to push him away, but his strength was overpowering. "W-wait." Hanzo paused, his lips hovering just above your collarbone as he looked into your eyes. "What is it, my love?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "Don't tell me you still doubt our connection, still question why I did what I did to bring you here?" He pressed a lingering kiss to your skin before trailing his lips back up to your ear. "Because I needed you. I needed to feel your warmth, to taste your sweetness. And now that I have you, I won't let you go." Hanzo's hand slid lower, cupping your breast through the fabric of your bra. He squeezed gently, his thumb brushing over your nipple until it hardened beneath his touch. "You're so responsive, so perfect," he groaned, his breathing growing heavier. Hanzo's touch was both gentle and possessive, his words sending mixed signals through your mind. Your body reacted to his touch, betraying the fear that coursed through your veins. "Please… don't," you whispered, your voice trembling. "I don't want this. Let me go." Hanzo froze, his hand still resting on your breast as he stared intensely into your eyes. For a moment, a flicker of uncertainty crossed his features before his expression hardened once again. "You don't mean that," he growled, his grip tightening on your sensitive mound. "Your body knows what it wants, even if your mind hasn't caught up yet." He captured your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue demanding entrance as he plundered your mouth. Hanzo rolled on top of you, pinning your wrists above your head as he deepened the kiss, drowning out your feeble protests. When he finally pulled back, his eyes gleamed with a fierce determination. "You belong to me. Whether you accept it or not, I will make you see the truth." Despite your protests, your body responded to his advances, heat pooling between your legs. Hanzo's hand moved from your breast, sliding down your stomach to the waistband of your pants. He began to unfasten them, his movements deliberate and unhurried.

You tried to struggle underneath him, but his grip on your wrists was unbreakable. His eyes locked onto yours, a mixture of intense devotion and possessiveness in his gaze. "You'll understand soon enough," he whispered, his voice strained. "Once you realize how much I desire you, you'll want this just as much as I do." The words sent a shiver down your spine, a mix of fear and something else you couldn't quite place. Hanzo ignored your pleas, his fingers deftly removing your clothing until you were bared to him. His eyes devoured your exposed flesh, drinking in every curve and valley. "So perfect," he breathed out, his voice thick with lust. He released your wrists, only to slide his hands down your sides, gripping your hips firmly. He positioned himself between your thighs, his erection pressing insistently against your core. "Feel that? That's how much I want you," he growled, his voice rough with desire. He shifted, aligning himself with your entrance, teasing you with the promise of what was to come. "I can't wait any longer," he groaned, pushing inside you slowly, stretching you deliciously. The pain of being stretched combined with the pleasure of being filled made your head spin. You bit your lip to stifle a moan, your body betraying your fear and resistance. Hanzo's possession of you was undeniable, his presence overwhelming. "Stop…" you gasped, your voice barely more than a whisper.

Hanzo paused, his eyes narrowing at your plea. "Why?" he demanded, his voice rough with desire. "Is it because you want me to stop? Or is it because you're enjoying this too much?" He began to move, pulling back slowly before thrusting back inside you. His rhythm was slow and measured, each stroke filling you completely. "Tell me the truth," he growled, his pace increasing slightly. "Do you want me to stop, or do you want me to fuck you like you deserve?" His words struck a chord within you, making your resolve waver. But you knew you had to fight, to resist. "I want you to stop," you lied, biting your lip to hold back another moan. The combination of pleasure and pain was intoxicating, your body responding to his every movement. You could hardly form coherent thoughts, let alone words. "It doesn't matter what I want," you managed to whimper out. Hanzo snorted, his thrusts becoming more forceful. "Oh, but it does," he argued, his voice a low growl. "Everything about you matters to me. Every moan, every tremor, every quiver." He leaned down, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss as he pounded into you relentlessly. "And right now, your body is screaming at you to surrender," he groaned against your mouth. His hand slipped between your bodies, finding your clit and rubbing circles around it. The sensation sent sparks shooting through your nerves, making your legs tremble.

The combination of his relentless thrusts and skilled fingers was too much. Your walls clenched around him, your body betraying your mind once again. "Please…" you gasped, your voice breaking. "Please… I can't take it anymore." Hanzo's eyes flashed with triumph as he felt your climax approaching. "That's it, my love," he purred, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his own release. "Give in to me. Let go and feel every inch of me claiming you." With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he spilled his seed. "Mine," he roared, his voice echoing off the walls as he collapsed on top of you, still buried within your quivering depths. Panting heavily, you lay beneath him, your body twitching with aftershocks. Tears streamed down your face, a confusing mix of emotions swirling inside you. Fear, humiliation, but also an undeniable satisfaction. Hanzo's weight pressed you into the bed, his softening member still nestled inside you. You wanted to hate him for taking advantage of you, but your treacherous body craved his touch. Slowly, you turned your head away from him, unable to meet his gaze. "Get off me," you muttered weakly, your voice hoarse from crying. "Just get off me already." You closed your eyes tightly, praying for this nightmare to end. But deep down, you knew it was only the beginning. Hanzo would never let you go now that he'd had a taste of you.

Hanzo remained still for a long moment, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. Finally, he lifted himself off you, rolling onto his side and propping himself up on one elbow. He reached out, gently brushing a tear from your cheek with his thumb. "Shh, don't cry," he murmured softly. "I know it was intense, but that's only because the passion between us is so strong." He leaned in, placing a tender kiss on your forehead. "I meant what I said earlier. You're mine now, and I'll never let anyone hurt you again." He pulled you close, cradling you against his chest as he stroked your hair. "Rest now, my love. We have all the time in the world to explore this new bond we share." Despite yourself, you found comfort in his embrace. His warmth surrounded you, offering a sense of safety that was hard to resist. You forced yourself to be held, your body relaxing despite your mind's protests. "This isn't over, is it?" you whispered, your voice barely audible. Hanzo tightened his hold on you, a low chuckle vibrating through his chest. "Of course not," he replied, his voice rich with amusement. "We've only just begun." He planted another kiss on your temple, his fingers continuing their soothing strokes through your hair. "But for tonight, rest easy knowing that I'll protect you with my life. And tomorrow, when you wake up, I'll show you just how good things can be between us."

[angel-of-the-moons]

Hear me out this. Hanzo falls in love with a woman who's in the Lin Kuei.

(You can make it as horny as your brain wants)

(Please?)

Oooooooh our resident spicy boy!

Fire & Ice

Hanzo Hasashi x Fem!Lin Kuei!Reader)

TW/CW: NSFW, Smut, Sexual tension, pining, opposites attract, slight spanking (briefly) unprotected sex, bath sex, PiV sex, temperature play(?) wee bit of Kanon fudging

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: Hanzo is just MMMMF also Raiden is Light Aligned here for a wee bit of context

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It all started during one of the first peace talks after the budding brotherhood of your Grandmaster, Kuai Liang (AKA Sub-Zero) and the Grandmaster of the Shirai Ryu.

Once the cease-fire between the clans was initiated, it was met with mixed results. The original Shirai Ryu were annihilated (including Hanzo's wife and child) by the forces of the previous Grandmaster, Bi-Han (whom everyone later discovered was actually the evil sorcerer Quan-Chi in disguise).

However it came to light that the initial fires of hatred that were lit were orchestrated by the Grandmaster before Bi-Han himself; before Bi-Han became the void-creature known as Noob Saibot, before Cyrax and Sektor were "cyberized".

All of course, with Quan-Chi's aid...

But when Kuai Liang and Hanzo Hasashi buried old prejudices and hatreds and pursued an avenue of peace and allyship, they proposed training scenarios between the ninjas.

You were one of Sub-Zero's top members. Your flexibility and cryomancy a deadly and graceful combination.

Naturally, at some point you found yourself pitted against your complete elemental opposite, Scorpion.

Not only was he your elemental opposite, he was vastly more skilled than you. Having spent years as a revenant under the control of Quan-Chi, training others in the way of the Shirai Ryu, working with Lord Raiden... Yeah. You were a child compared to his prowess.

But you however, did get some ideas for your own weaponry from him. Instead of a normal kunai attached to a chain, you settled for a chain with blunt ends, allowing your cryomancy to shape various weapons at the ends. After all, they'd been useful for making things like spears, scythes and various others in the past...

And to say the man was floored when you used his own techniques against him--and mastering them with your own twists while you were at it--was an understatement.

It became rather normal for Hanzo to seek you out for sparring sessions, seeking to experiment with your respective powers you both created various attacks and techniques to better battle one another.

However it was during one of your sessions, where you were to be chased and he the hunter, that the two of you finally figured out that what was between the two of you was more than camaraderie, more than diplomatic friendship.

Hanzo himself realized a lot sooner than you did. The warmth in his heart (and not from his flame) and the increased rate of beats when you were around, how his thoughts would drift back to you when it was quiet, when he would pace the Fire Gardens...

It was a feeling he hasn't felt since Harumi.

He was hesitant to bring it to your attention, for fear of a repeat performance of some cruel twist of fate robbing him of the one he loved once again.

He couldn't dare hope one as vibrant and beautiful as you could feel the same.

Until that night, when he had you pinned to the tree, breathing hard from the chase.

He barely had a moment to realize how close he was to you before masks were torn from faces by your hand and lips met lips in a kiss balanced in his hot and your cold; a kiss so passionate steam wafted as your mouths parted.

It was under the snow-heavy branches of that tree where your hands first explored each other. Not in heated sexual passion, but with the desire to map out every detail you could, so when the two of you parted ways again you would always be able to mentally trace those lines, commit them to memory like a well-read book.

Kuai Liang had suspicions of a budding relationship between the two of you. If anything, you had to wager that he probably knew your true feelings for one another even before the two of you figured it out for yourselves; but he wouldn't bring it forth. He knew you two needed to figure it out at your own pace.

After all, his friend was still nursing a broken heart from the loss of his wife and child. But he knew this was still good for him, for the two of you, for both clans.

Hanzo Hasashi had finally fallen in love again.

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Your first real "intimate" moment with Hanzo was when you showed him to the hot springs in the mountains. Heat, ice and snow all together in a blissful harmonious oasis.

Not unlike your love for one another, a peaceful respite in tumultuous times.

"This is... Beautiful." Hanzo said, his breath coming out of him in a cloud that swirled with the snowflakes. "But won't it still be too cold to bathe?"

You chuckled and pulled off your mask. Shaking your hair free of icy flakes. "Well, Hanzo, that's why the goal is to stay in the water. Where it's warm."

He blew out a chuckle and shook his head. "Obviously." He turned and looked around, the red leaves of the maple trees surrounding you casting a beautiful scattering of color among the white and gray.

"But it--"

His voice died in his throat as he watched you strip your uniform from your body.

You held no shame, clearly, as you stripped bare in front of him, your wonderous body on full display for his longing, hungry eyes.

You took pride in your athletic frame, muscles and soft curves in all the right places, your body a gorgeous shell for the violence you were capable of committing.

His dark eyes met yours, a twinkle dancing in their depths as your smile reached your ears. You beckon him towards you, your fingers curling in a silent request for him to come closer.

It is a silent request his body obeys before he realizes he's even moving, his blood rushing in his ears.

When your fingers wrapped around his tabards you begin undoing each bit of his ornamentation slowly, peeling it off of him like a juicy piece of fruit you couldn't wait to take a bite out of.

Maybe you would... later.

Once he was naked, you gave him enough dignity to spare looking between his legs, knowing he wouldn't be ready for you to look at him there just yet, you felt like he would set the very air ablaze; each snowflake that landed on his body melted with a soft hiss as it came into contact with his skin.

At first you were concerned that maybe he was too hot, that the spring might make him sick with the extra heat added to his body; but as you sank into the water, he didn't seem bothered in the slightest. In fact, his eyes continued to take your form as he thought you weren't looking.

Every scar told a story, and he wanted to hear them all, wanted to hear a symphony of your voices together as you breathed your love into one another s lungs as you shared scorching kisses.

You could have sat next to him. You could have.

But you didn't. As shameless as you were, you sank down in front of him between his parted knees, slowly, a soft noise escaping you as the water crept up your cold body and you pressed your back against his chest.

You pretended not to hear the sharp inhale of breath as his raging erection pressed firmly against your back, the heat from it almost hotter than the water you were reclining in.

You hummed softly as he slipped his arms around you, pressing a hot, damp kiss to your icy shoulder.

You'd swear he could probably leave burns with those lips of his.

"Hmm... How did your meeting with Lord Raiden go, Hanzo?" You ask him, sliding your hands up his thighs and to his knees, feeling the knotted muscles tighten and flex beneath your touch.

"Ah..." He said, his voice tight in an effort to control himself.

"It... Went well. Young Takeda was there, it was good to see him again."

"How is Takeda doing?"

"He's spending more time with his father, and I believe he and Jacqui Briggs are officially a couple." Hanzo chuckled.

"That's good, they're a nice match." You sigh, relaxing into him more, maybe, just slightly intentionally grinding your ass against his cock.

His arms tighten around you and he leans in, his lips at the shell of your ear.

"You're playing a dangerous game, my lotus." He growls.

"You know me... I live for danger." You purr, grinding against him once more.

He groaned in your ear and rolled his hips to meet yours.

"I have to ask..." Hanzo said, one of his rough and calloused hands rising to give your ribs a feathery touch.

"I'm experienced, don't worry." You assure him playfully.

"Good..."

Was that... disappointment you heard in his voice?

"Awww..." You reach back and comb through his ebony locks. "Hanzo... Are you sad you're not my first?"

"No..." He lied. "I'm merely content to know this will be fully enjoyable for you, then."

You gladly take a mental note and stow that information away for a later scenario you wanted to play out with him...

"Hanzo?"

"Hmm?"

You turn your head slightly and capture his mouth in an awkwardly-angled kiss, teeth and tongues grazing, nipping, and twining together in a passionate affair.

You lift your hips enough in the water so the head of his cock is squished between your thighs. You roll yourself against him, letting his cock stroke between your legs as you flex your muscles, gripping him as tight as possible.

"Agh... You truly live for danger, hm?" Hanzo groaned hotly in your ear. His hands kneaded your breasts, his fingers heating up as he pulled and twisted your nipples in time with the lazy rolling of your hips.

"Hanzo..." You keened softly.

"You need to stop." Hanzo said, gripping your hips, effectively stilling you.

You pout in protest, and look at him over your shoulder, waiting for an explanation.

Hanzo's tongue darts out to lick at a bead of water that rolls down your shoulder, and nips at the skin, there.

"When I finish, I want it to be inside you." He growled against your skin.

His voice and the way he was touching you sent a jolt of excitement racing up your spine.

"Yes." You breathe, your heart beginning to flutter in your chest like a flighty bird.

"Do you want me, my lotus?" Hanzo asked you. "Do you want me inside you?"

"By the Elder Gods, yes." You reply, your voice shaky but certain.

Hanzo quickly helped you up, turning you around so your breasts were squished against the rocks below you, your hands balling in the snow, ice creeping out from beneath your fingertips.

You eagerly spread your legs for him, water rolling off your body as his searing grip kneaded and squished the flesh of your ass, spreading your cheeks as his chest heaved while his eyes drank in your swollen and waiting sex and prone form.

"Hanzo, please?" You pant, pushing back into his grip.

His cock twitched at the sight of you, at the feel of your icy skin in his hands. Any normal person would be a shivering mess, being practically face down in the snow. But not you. You were Lin Kuei, a cryomancer.

His little ice lotus.

He gripped the base of his cock and took his time lining up, a small smile crinkling the corners of his eyes as you squirm impatiently.

He wasn't sure why, but something told him to raise his hand and slap your ass in a reprimand.

The squeak you made at first gave him the impression that he'd seriously hurt you, but when he noticed how demure you became, he chuckled softly.

"Behave, lotus. You must learn patience. It is a ninja's greatest asset." He said, his chest tightening as the tip of his cock slipped through your wet folds, the walls of your pussy gripping him in a greedy vice.

"Please, Hanzo..." You cried softly, trying to sink yourself deeper against him to sheathe his cock fully in the waiting velvet of your body.

Hanzo's hands prevented that, and it frustrated you, but your complaint died before it could form as he slowly eased himself inside, inch by torturous inch, until the tip of his cock just barely kissed your cervix.

He certainly had girth and length that was definitely going to make you see stars, tonight... His size complemented the roped muscles all throughout his body.

You make a deep, throaty moan as his weight settles into you, your muscles squeezing him down, trying to pull him deeper.

You feel the short coarse hairs that reached his navel brush the skin of your ass as he brought his hips firmly against yours.

He leaned in, kissing up your back and over your shoulder until his mouth was at your ear.

"How do you want me, love?"

"Fuck me hard. Please?"

He kissed your shoulder, biting down and sucking the skin, marking you as he pulled out and slammed his hips back in.

Your cries shook birds from the trees, the sensation of his balls slapping against your clit sending shivers up your spine, the pressure of his cock pounding you and pressing against that one divine spot within you, each drag of the vein running up his length driving you further and further into madness.

No other man you'd ever been with had been so precise or skilled in the art of sex.

Your previous partners were paltry compared to the sharp, angled thrust of Hanzo's hips, his cock cramming into you at such a harsh and heavy rate that you swore you were going to cum at any second, gushing around him, leaving a nice creamy ring at the base of his dick as he fucks into you like a man possessed.

He grips your shoulders and pulls you up against him, so your back is pressed against his chest.

His hands rise to your breasts, his fingertips almost glowing as he pinches your nipples, the soft mounds bouncing and jiggling in his hands with each upward thrust of his hips into yours.

"Hanzo!" You cried out, tossing your head back with a wail of ecstasy, your vision going cross as he brings one of his searing hands to your clit, rolling vigorously, the heat feeling like it set every nerve in your body alight with fire.

"Come for me." He softly commands.

And just like that, your body obeys him, clamping down, squeezing him, trying to mold yourself around him; commit his shape and size to memory so he and only he could ever fuck and satisfy you ever again.

He hisses out a breath, steam rising in waves off his body as he fucks up into you again, riding out your orgasm as he rapidly approaches his own.

Hanzo eases you back down, his hand sliding up your sweaty, chilly spine as he tips his head back, his lips parting in a moan as he cums, jerky thrusts and loud whimpers from you as his boiling hot load paints your insides a nice, pearly white, threatening to burn a hole right through you.

He lazily fucks you, some of his spend leaking out around him and dripping down your thighs as he rides out the blinding high that took over every range of his senses.

Once the two of you regain your breathing, he keeps you firmly seated on his cock as you both sink back into the water, relaxing as the heat soaks through your chilled core while Hanzo gently pours palm fulls of water on your skin, massaging your shoulders.

"Mmmh..." You sigh, relaxing against him as he kisses the top of your damp head.

"You seem content." He chuckled.

"Hanzo, I'm pretty sure you're going to have to carry me back home." You laugh. "Had I known what kind of weapon you were packing, I would have been just slightly more hesitant..."

"Only slightly, hm?"

"Just a bit." You murmur, kissing the knuckles of one of his hands.

Hanzo grins and plants a kiss over the bruise he'd left on your skin.

"You will get used to it, my lotus."

[kinky-thirsty-reader]

🥵It's getting hot in here🥵

🍴Aching Cravings-series🥴#3

Hanzo Hasashi-Scorpion MKII

Finally decided on a tittle for this series😏

[spaghetsquid]

[lonelynight13]

[edenianleena]

Everyone , HEAR ME OUT.🗣️✨

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[iceycloversart]

poor frost

[xxetherealsweetheartxx]

MK characters with a breeding kink (PT. 2)

Yeah… it’s been a while. I wanna thank all the people who stuck by and for those who sent me requests, I will still try and answer them, but I cannot promise writing them all. Anyways enjoy this!! (Breeding duh, reader is female, degradation, kano, pregnancy kink, tell me if I missed anything)

Hanzo Hasashi

I think this one’s pretty obvious. As we know, he used to have a wife and son before they got killed. But with you in the picture, you managed to make him heal from that trauma and move on. He gave love a second chance and that’s where you guys… were at your wedding. Hanzo couldn’t have been happier in his new life. Being by your side, surrounded by all your loved ones.

After the wedding ended you and Hanzo went to your hotel rooms. You were slowly undressing yourself when you suddenly felt warm hands massaging your back.

“Hanzo..”

 “Shh.. I know dear” he whispered into your ear before guiding you to the bed. Scorpion wanted to throw you on the bed and ravage you. He wanted to claim what was his, but Hanzo wanted to treat you right. Give you the love you deserve.

All you could do is moan as your husband kept pounding his cock in you. He was trying to be gentle, but couldn't help but speed up. Scorpion wanted nothing more than to breed you to give him a new heir that will carry on his legacy. You felt dizzy with how fast he was fucking you and it didn’t help that his whole body was getting wartmer by the second. The whole room smelt like sex as he kept pounding until both of you climaxed.

You shortly passed out. He chuckled before kissing your head and dozing off to sleep.

Raiden

In my opinion both Raidens work (That is mk1 and mk11)

I feel like he has a breeding kink, not only because of selfish reasons but also family reasons. Mk11 Raiden has a brother and probably helped raise Liu Kang and Kung Lao with the monks. As for mk1 Raide, he just gives me the vibes that he would want to be a father. No matter the version, Raiden loses his cool with you. Just seeing you vulnerable and putting so much trust in him makes his cock so hard. And he feels guilty thinking sexually of you. But he can’t help wanting to fuck his cum deep inside you and secretly hoping to get you pregnant. Of course he’d be gentle with you, except we're talking about dark Raiden.

While he cares for your comfortability, getting you filled with cum is more on his mind than anything else. He just wants to bend you over any surface and fuck you until you pass out. Like the others he would also hope you give him a heir, so he can pass his legacy along.

Kano

Okay Kano. He’s only into breeding because he loves the feeling of cumming deep inside your cunt. His dick cums so so much and you can only pray that he doesn’t get you pregnant, because you know he won’t stick around. But you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love the way his meaty cock would shoot ropes of cum deep into you. The way he pounds deep into you while he keeps whispering dirty things in your ear makes you dizzy. The alcohol smell on his breath doesn’t help either…

Erron Black

Like Kano, he’s purely doing it for the feeling. There’s nothing that he loves more than to bend you over and fucking you until you can’t even think straight. Not only that, but he’s also a exhibitonist.He likes doing it in risky places, such as at night, on a balcony, open windows and the list goes on.. but he would be lying if he said he doesn’t wanna see you pregnant. Erron was raised with traditions, except he didn’t follow each rule and often rebelled. It doesn’t help the fact that he also lives wild. But hopefully as he gets older and works for Kotal Kahn, he might actually try for a kid. One won’t hurt

[freakensteinxiii]

"Kuai Liang stared after you when you first showed up. Everywhere you went, he watched."

I drew this for my fic "Always You" but the quote is from my latest fic, "Simple Pleasures"

I don't ever draw comics or manga like art and so this was HARD. But... I did this as a thank you for all the kudos and support for my Always You fic! Thank you, everyone!!! <33333

Fic this is for ->

**Individual Panels Below! vv

[iliketangerines]

need a hanzo smut pls he’s so fine and nobody seems to write for him💔

for my honor

a/n: hanzo is pretty fine, but tbh, i can't see him anyone else other than kuai liang, which is why i think there's so little about him.

pairing: hanzo hasashi x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), creampies, cockwarming (sort of), mentions of pussyeating and overstimulation

Hanzo Hasashi had not thought much of you when he first saw you on his travels to the Mortal Kombat tournament

a man with a samurai sword, masked with your hair tied into a long ponytail

you were none of his concern, he was off to find and kill Sub-Zero at the tournament, and you were simply someone he crossed paths with

and then you kept appearing on his path, sometimes behind him, sometimes ahead of him, and he grew antsy, paranoid that you were someone Sub-Zero had sent to kill him

and then, one night by the fire as he laid down and looked at the stars, you came toward him, sword sheathed completely and hands in your robes

he asked you who you were, you said you were a samurai looking for the Mortal Kombat tournament and that you wanted to kill Sektor for destroying your clan

Hanzo didn’t know much about Sektor except that he was part of the Lin Kuei underneath Sub-Zero

and so your tentative friendship started

your travels to the tournament were mostly uneventful, but Hanzo learned about you on your journey to the island

you were gruff, voice low and gravely, and you always wore a mask to hide your face from the world, even Hanzo took off his mask at times to remind himself of his remaining humanity

you were a good companion, catching and killing prey to cook and eat with Hanzo, and although he did not need to eat as someone dead and reborn, he appreciated the thought

though it was strange how you never ate at the same time he did, he never saw you without the mask

you two grew close as you two got closer to the island, and he wondered what you looked like underneath it all, if you were as beautiful as he imagined

and then you both arrived at the island and Hanzo completed his task while you completed yours

you had been a beauty, sword deadly and bright as you flayed Sektor alive, easily and effortlessly as he made measly attempts against you

he would not forget your snarls and angry eyes as you killed him, and he found himself enamored with you and your deadliness

but, it had all been for nothing, and he came underneath the control of Quan Chi once more and found that his master had been the one to kill his family

and then he broke free, and he wondered where you were

you had been a good traveling companion, patient, firm and blunt yet still kind, but he shakes you from his mind and focuses on rebuilding his clan

and then one day while visiting the Lin Kuei rebuilt underneath Kuai Liang, he sees you, casually teaching the initiates some moves

you still look the same, maybe more tired, but there you were, masked with your ponytail high in your hair

he approaches you, a little nervous, feeling too warm despite the hellfire running through his veins, and you recognize him, eyes lighting up at the sight of him

he asks to catch up with you, to have a meeting between two old friends, and you agree and say there’s a night market in the town below tonight

the day passes by for him as he catches up with Kuai Liang, who asks how he knows of you

he says he met you on his travels to the first Mortal Kombat tournament, and Kuai Liang hums as he continues the meeting

Hanzo dresses himself to seem more casual, and he waits for you by the entrance

there you stand, mask still on, hair still up, but looking less deadly without the sword by your side

you bring him down to the markets and bring him around to the vendors, buying food and trinkets for him to take back to the Shirai Ryu

you do not eat and Hanzo urges you to, you must be starving

you seem hesitant but take off your mask, and Hanzo was wrong

you were more beautiful than he could ever imagine, and he smiles at the sight of your face

you scowl at him and tell him to eat his food so that you two could go back up to the base, and Hanzo laughs before digging into his food

you two make your way up, and he bids you farewell

but he cannot sleep, and he decides to take a trip to the hot springs, to relax his mind and chase you away from his thoughts

he enters and finds you undressing as well, and he goes to greet you again, to make a joke about he always seems to find you

you take off your robe and bandages wrap around your chest, thick and tight, Hanzo watches in silence, confused, were you harmed?

but you take them off and when you do, Hanzo realizes why you never take off your mask and speak so low, you were hiding your body to avoid the stares of people, you were hiding to be a man and not risk the fate of a woman in a cruel world

you strip off the rest of your clothes, and Hanzo realizes he should not be watching, that he has invaded your privacy and he turns but knocks his head against the doorway

you whip your head around and grip onto your towel tightly as you spot Hanzo

Hanzo holds his hands up and says he did not mean to see and that he does not judge, you are someone he respects and he would never think of you differently

you lower your guard slightly and wave him to come over when he asks if he can join as well

he struggles to keep his eyes off you as you relax in the water and lean against the wall, your chest above the water, and Hanzo can see your body through the clear water

you were gorgeous, toned legs, plush chest, a million scars to tell your story

Hanzo shakes his head and slides into the hot springs across from you to try and relax, but he finds it harder and harder as thoughts of you run through his mind

you seem unbothered, eyes staring up into the ceiling as a red flush settles across your face, but your fingers nervously tap against each other

Hanzo notices and asks what’s bothering you, hoping that a conversation would distract him from his plight and growing arousal

you clear your throat and say it’s nothing, but you squeeze your thighs together and look away as you sink a little deeper into the water

Hanzo raises an eyebrow and suddenly he’s not so sure his feelings aren’t reciprocated

he gets a bit closer to you, and your eyes dart to him but you don’t move

Hanzo decides to try his luck and settles into the water next to you, pressing his shoulder into your yours, and you suck in a small breath

but you don’t move away, and Hanzo smiles

he leans into you, and you duck your head down as he asks if you’ve ever been to the hot springs before this

you turn to him and mutter out a no, and Hanzo smiles before reaching his hand up tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear

he keeps his hand there, and he can almost hear the way your heart thumps in your chest

he asks if this is okay, and you breathe out a yes before he leans down and presses a soft kiss to your lips

your hands come up underneath his arms and grip onto his back as he groans into the kiss

you taste so sweet, and Hanzo wants more

he cups the back of your neck to bring you closer into him, pressing his chest into yours and slotting his leg in between your soft thighs

he can feel the way your clit grinds against his thigh, and you let out little mewls of pleasure as you start to move your hips against his leg

he pulls away and moves his hands down to hold onto your hips and grind you against his thigh, and your hands move up to clutch onto his shoulders

he watches your face contort in pleasure as he grinds you on his thigh, and he loves how you look so fucked-out already

you whine as starts to bounce his leg in the water, and he smiles

you’re such a sensitive little thing, aren’t you?

he leans back down to kiss you, and you hands clumsily make their way down to stroke his hard cock

Hanzo groans at the feeling as you pump him, and you press your thumb into the slit to get him to let out a grunt

his hands dig into your hips, and his fingers leave small bruises as you stroke his cock and he grinds you against his thigh

your whines get louder, and you moan out that you need him right now, need him to fuck you please

Hanzo wants to sit you on the ledge of the hot springs, pleasure you with his tongue and his fingers until you’re a whiny boneless mess

he wants to tease you until you’re begging him for more, and he wants to make you cum so many times that you beg him to stop

but he wants to fuck you right now, needs to fuck you, and he lifts you up in the water so that your cunt lines up with his dick

he groans as you sink onto him, so wet and tight for him, and you’re no better, whimpering as you dig your nails into his back and tell him to move impatiently

he chuckles at your impatience, but he’s no better as he holds onto your hips and starts bouncing you on his cock, groaning at the feeling of you around him

you whine at the stretch and lean your head back, and Hanzo takes the opportunity to kiss your neck, sucking hickeys into the skin

you reach one of your hands down to rub at your clit, and it makes your cunt spasm around his dick

Hanzo groans and has to stop himself from cumming so soon, and he bites into your neck to regain his self-control

you whine at he feeling and your hips buck into his as he continues to fuck into you

you’re so warm and tight, and he wants to keep you like this in his arms, a strong samurai all needy and whiny just for him

he’s no better, a Shirai Ryu warrior reduced to a groaning mess as he bounces you on his cock, and he goes in to kiss you

you moan into the kiss, and he presses his tongue into your mouth, needing to taste you and your sweetness again

the sound of splashing water and yours and his moans echo in the hot springs room as you both reach your highs

you let out a loud whine as your cunt clamps down on Hanzo’s cock, and you cum

Hanzo grits his teeth and spills his seed inside of you, fucking the both of you through your orgasms, and you rest your forehead against his shoulder as he finally lets go of your waist

he traces the scars on your back as he lets his cock soften inside of you

but neither of you move to get off each other, too warm and drunk on the afterglow of pleasure to move, and the two of you sit in the hot springs relaxed in each other’s arms

finally, as your fingers start to prune, he slides out of you and gets out of the water, helping you out

the both of you dress, and he holds onto your hand before you can leave

he asks you what you two are, if this was just a fling or if it was something more, and he hopes you say it’s something more

you intertwine your fingers with his, and you say that you’ll have him if he’ll have you?

he smiles and pulls you in for a soft kiss, starting a new journey with his love

[blakeswritingimagines]

Like A Gift From The Heavens

Summary: Having a normal day until you come back home to your puppy like soft partner Hanzo.

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: PWP, No protection, Soft Yandere Hanzo X Fem reader, Begging, Fingering, Kissing, Possessive sex.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Mortal Kombat character/s nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

The room was cold and dark, lit only by a single flickering candle. Hanzo Hasashi sat in the corner, his face hidden in shadow. He was waiting, patiently, for you to return. The door to the room creaked open and you finally stepped through, your eyes widening as you saw Hanzo sitting in the corner. He rose slowly to his feet, his muscles taut and coiled, like a panther ready to pounce. You took a deep breath, your heart pounding against your chest. "I see you've been expecting me," you said, trying to keep your voice steady despite the nervous energy coursing through your veins. You glanced around the dimly lit room, your gaze landing on the flickering candle before returning to Hanzo. Your lips curled into a small smile, but there was an underlying tension in your posture that belied your calm exterior. Hanzo watched you intently, his eyes piercing through the darkness. "Yes, I have been waiting for you," he replied, his voice low and resonant. His hands hung loosely at his sides, but there was an undeniable power emanating from him. He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming yet somehow comforting. "I hope you're prepared for what comes next," he added, his tone hinting at both a warning and a promise.

You swallowed hard, feeling the weight of Hanzo's words settle heavily in your stomach. "As much as anyone can be," you admitted, taking another step toward him. Despite the fear creeping up your spine, you found yourself drawn to Hanzo's strength and the raw, untamed energy he exuded. You stopped just short of touching him, the air between you charged with unspoken desires and the thrill of the unknown. Hanzo's gaze locked onto yours, his eyes burning with an intensity that made your skin prickle. He reached out, his fingers grazing your cheek in a gentle caress that sent shivers down your spine. "Then let us begin," he murmured, his breath hot against your ear. With that, he pulled you close, his body molding against yours as he claimed your lips in a searing kiss that left no doubt about the passion simmering beneath his surface. You melted into the kiss, your own desire flaring to life at the touch of Hanzo's lips. His hand slid down to grip your waist, pulling you even closer until there was no space left between you. The heat radiating off his body was intoxicating, fueling the fire within you. You moaned softly, pressing yourself more firmly against him, eager for the sensations he promised to unleash. Hanzo's other hand tangled in your hair, tilting your head back as he deepened the kiss. His tongue delved into your mouth, claiming every inch of you with a hunger that left you breathless. He walked you backwards until your back hit the wall, pinning you there with his body. His knee pressed between your legs, providing delicious friction that had you arching into him. He broke the kiss, trailing his lips along your jawline and down your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. "Tell me what you want," he growled against your throat, his voice rough with need.

Your breath hitched in your throat as Hanzo's teeth grazed over your skin, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. You bit your lip, trying to hold back the whimper building in your chest. "I want you," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper. "I want you inside me." Hearing your admission, Hanzo's hands roamed over your body with renewed vigor. He tore away your clothes with impatient movements, revealing your bare flesh to his hungry gaze. He bent down, his lips finding the hardened peaks of your breasts, lavishing attention on them with his mouth while his hands explored lower. His fingers slipped between your thighs, teasing at your entrance before pushing inside. You gasped, your hips bucking into his touch, desperate for more. "Please," you begged, your voice trembling with need. "Don't tease me. I need you now." You arched into his touch, your body trembling under the onslaught of pleasure. Hanzo's fingers were magic, working wonders on your already throbbing clit. Your nails dug into his shoulders as you tried to ground yourself amidst the storm of ecstasy threatening to consume you. "Please," you begged, your voice strained with need. "I need you now." The sensation of his fingers filling you was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure crashing through your body. You threaded your fingers through his hair, urging him closer as you rocked against his hand. "More," you pleaded, your voice laced with lust. "Please, I need more."

Hanzo's fingers pumped in and out of you, curling to stroke that sweet spot inside that made your vision blur. He added a third finger, stretching you further as he picked up the pace. Your walls clenched around him, drawing him deeper, and he groaned in approval. "So tight," he rasped, his voice thick with desire. "You feel incredible." He leaned in, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss as his thumb rubbed circles around your clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your entire being. Breaking the kiss, he looked at you with burning intensity. "Are you ready for me?" he asked, his breath hot against your face. "Because once I'm inside, there's no going back." Quickly nodding your head. "Yes," you breathed, your voice ragged with need. "God, yes. I'm ready." You couldn't wait any longer, couldn't bear another second without feeling him inside you. Your hands fumbled with his pants, yanking them down to free his impressive length. You wrapped your fingers around him, stroking his hard shaft as you guided him to your entrance. "Please," you whispered, looking up at him with hooded eyes. "Fuck me. Make me yours."

With a guttural growl, Hanzo positioned himself at your entrance, his tip pressing against you. He looked down at where their bodies met, watching with intense focus as he pushed inside. Inch by agonizing inch, he filled you, stretching you beautifully until he was fully sheathed within your clenching walls. He paused, allowing you time to adjust to his size, before starting to move. Slowly at first, then picking up speed as he thrust into you with powerful strokes. Each movement sent ripples of pleasure through your body, driving you closer to the edge. You cried out, your back arching off the wall as Hanzo's thick cock stretched and filled you so perfectly. The sensation of him moving inside you, his hardness rubbing against your sensitive spots, was almost too much to bear. You wrapped your legs around his waist, locking your ankles together to pull him in deeper with each thrust. "Oh god, yes!" you moaned, your head thrown back in ecstasy. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, punctuated by your whimpers and gasps of pleasure. You could feel the pressure building, your climax approaching with lightning speed. "I'm… I'm gonna come," you warned, your voice high and breathy. "Don't stop, please don't stop!" Hearing your plea, Hanzo redoubled his efforts, his thrusts becoming relentless and unforgiving. He pounded into you with a ferocity that bordered on savage, each stroke hitting that sweet spot inside you that had stars bursting behind your eyelids. "Come for me," he commanded, his voice a deep rumble of satisfaction. "Let go and come all over my cock." His hand snaked down between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit again. He rubbed it in tight circles, ensuring that you would reach your peak alongside him.

Your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, leaving you gasping and shaking in its aftermath. Your inner muscles clenched around Hanzo's cock, milking him for everything he was worth as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you. "Oh fuck!" you cried out, your voice echoing throughout the room. "Hanzo, I'm coming!" You rode out the rest of your climax, riding Hanzo's cock until you were spent and completely satisfied. Feeling your walls clenching around him, Hanzo let out a roar of pure animalistic pleasure. His control snapped, and he buried himself deep inside you as he came undone. His seed spilled into you in hot spurts, marking you as his in the most primal way possible. He collapsed against you, his forehead resting on your shoulder as he caught his breath. "That was…" he panted, searching for the right word. "Incredible." He lifted his head to look at you, his expression softening. "You're amazing," he murmured, kissing you gently on the lips. You smiled up at him, still basking in the afterglow of your shared release. "Thank you," you said, your voice warm and content. "You're not so bad yourself." You ran your fingers through his hair, enjoying the closeness and intimacy of the moment. As your breathing slowed and your heart rate returned to normal, you realized just how deeply connected you felt to this man. It scared you a little, but also filled you with a sense of peace.

He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through your chest. Though he made no move to pull away from you just yet. There was something about the way you fit against him as if you were meant to be there, that kept him rooted to the spot. His eyes glinted dangerously, a hint of his darker side peeking through once more. "You know," he began, his voice low and dangerous. "This isn't just sex for me. It's more than that. I want you. All of you. And I won't share you with anyone else." His grip tightened on your hip, a possessive gesture that spoke volumes about his feelings. "You're mine now. And nobody is taking you away from me." A shiver ran down your spine at his words, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through your veins. You knew that Hanzo was different, that there was a darkness lurking beneath the surface. But you also couldn't deny the intense attraction you felt towards him, the way your body responded to his every touch. "I'm yours," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "Only yours." You pressed closer to him, your body molding against his as if trying to merge with him entirely. "Just don't hurt me," you added, a note of vulnerability creeping into your tone. "I can't handle pain."

His expression softened slightly at your words, though the fire in his eyes never dimmed. "I wouldn't dream of hurting you," he lied smoothly, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on your skin. "But I will protect what's mine with my life." His possessiveness was palpable, wrapping around you like a warm blanket. "And you're mine. Whether you realize it or not." He leaned in, brushing his lips against yours in a tender, yet claiming kiss. You melted into the kiss, your body yielding to his as always. His words both thrilled and terrified you, but you found yourself powerless to resist him. "Then take me," you breathed against his lips. "Make me forget everything except you." You tangled your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as you deepened the kiss. Your tongue slid against his, engaging in a sensual dance that left you breathless. A growl rumbled in his throat, the sound vibrating through you as he took control of the kiss. His tongue explored your mouth with an insatiable hunger, staking his claim on you in the most intimate way possible. One hand moved from your hip to cup your breast, squeezing it firmly as he broke the kiss to trail his lips down your neck. "I plan to," he murmured against your skin. "Over and over again." Your back arched instinctively, pushing your breast further into his palm. The sensation of his calloused hand on your sensitive flesh was enough to make you whimper with desire. "More," you pleaded, your voice laced with lust. "I need more." You shifted your hips, grinding against him in search of friction. The thought of being taken repeatedly by this dominant man was both terrifying and exhilarating.

He smirked against your skin, clearly pleased by your needy response. "As you wish," he purred, his hand releasing your breast to slide down your stomach. His fingers found your slick folds, dipping into your heat to gather your shared leaking arousal. "So wet already so soon," he noted approvingly, circling your clit with a finger. "You're going to make such a pretty mess for me." Withdrawing his hand, he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking your essence off them with a low moan. "Delicious," he praised, before capturing your lips once more. The sight of him tasting you, of him enjoying your arousal so openly, only fueled your desire even further. You kissed him back fiercely, your tongue tangling with his as you sought to consume him whole. Your hands roamed over his body, exploring the hard planes of muscle and the contours of his skin. Every touch, every brush of your fingertips, was a promise of things to come. He groaned into the kiss, his body responding eagerly to your wandering hands. "Insatiable minx," he teased, nipping playfully at your lower lip. His own hands were far from idle, mapping out every inch of your curves with reverent touches. He wanted to memorize you, to commit every detail of your body to memory. When he finally entered you again, it would be with the knowledge that you belonged to him, mind, body, and soul.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, locking your ankles together as you pulled him impossibly closer. The feeling of his hardness pressing against your core was exquisite torture, making you ache for more. "Please," you begged, your voice high and desperate. "Fill me. Make me yours completely." You rocked your hips against him, seeking that perfect alignment that would allow him to sheathe himself fully within you. His control snapped at your pleading, and with a swift, powerful motion, he thrust into you to the hilt. A guttural moan tore from his throat as he savored the feel of your tight heat enveloping him. "Mine," he declared, his voice rough with possession. He began to move, setting a relentless pace that drove you both towards oblivion. Each stroke was deliberate, calculated to push you to the brink and keep you teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Your nails dug into his back as he pounded into you, the force of his thrusts jolting you with each impact. Pleasure coiled tightly in your belly, building with every stroke until you could hardly bear it. "Yes, yes, YES!" you chanted, your voice rising to a scream as the pressure reached a fever pitch. Suddenly, you were plummeting over the edge, your orgasm crashing through you like a tsunami as you squirt all over him. Your inner walls clamped down on Hanzo's cock, milking him for all he was worth as waves of bliss washed over you. The sensation of your climax triggered his own, and with a final, brutal thrust, he emptied himself deep inside you. His seed pumped into you in long, pulsing spurts, marking you as his in the most primal way possible. As the aftershocks subsided, he collapsed onto you, his weight pressing you into the mattress as he struggled to catch his breath. "Unbelievable," he gasped, his face buried in the crook of your neck. "You're incredible, my incredible pet." His words were slurred with satisfaction, his body still twitching with the remnants of his own release.

[angel-of-the-moons]

First off I'm really happy to see someone's still writing for MK11. It feels like everyone's dropped the game for the new one. So thank you. Second I would like to request MK11 Hanzo x fem reader fluff where reader found out she was pregnant and is really worried about telling Hanzo.

MK 11 is near and dear to me because it's what got me back into the franchise back when it first came out. At first I loved D'Vorah but then I got attached to Hanzo and Kuai's dynamics and then when Mileena came back? Ugh! Love!

Blossom

Hanzo x Fem!Reader

TW/CW: A little angst, fluff, pregnancy stuff! (Maybe an implied age gap between Reader and Hanzo but nothing specific, though Reader is definitely over 20)

Divider by @/saradika-graphics

Your nerves were eating themselves alive, feeling frayed at the edges as you plucked the edges of your sleeves in your anxiety.

How were you going to tell him? Ugh!

You could have sworn it was a safe day for you, when you were with him last... week? A few weeks ago? By the Elder Gods, how far were you along? The flimsy pieces of plastic you got at the store when you ventured into town on a "girl's trip" with Sonya couldn't predict that...

Sonya patted your back, the older woman smiling in sympathy, "Hey, I know how you feel. Cassie wasn't planned at all. Trust me, kid."

"I... It's just..." Your voice trembled almost as much as your hands holding the pregnancy test did. "What if he... what if he doesn't want it? After losing his wife and son, I... what if he doesn't want this--want us anymore--because he's afraid?"

"You sound like you already made up your mind about keeping the baby..." Sonya murmured softly.

You nodded, lifting your gaze to meet hers. You were sitting in the bathroom in she and Johnny's hotel suite--they were in Japan for some film shoot--your voices echoed softly off the tile walls and floor.

"I did. Is it... bad that I want this?" You asked her, chewing your bottom lip.

"No, no. no. Listen--" Sonya took the test from your hand carefully and laid it on the counter, before taking your hands in hers. "You're perfectly capable of making a decision like this. And... On the off-chance that Hanzo doesn't want this... Johnny and I will help you out. You deserve that."

"R-Really?" You asked her as your voice began to quiver. "You... You'd do that?"

"Hell yeah I would. You're one of the best operatives we have. A good fighter, great defender of Earthrealm. And... you're going to be a great mom. I'd be a major bitch if I just kicked you out after doing this with you without helping in some way."

"Think you mean General." You sniffled, smiling at her; your eyes misty with emotion. You never expected in your military career that the Sonya Blade would be one of your biggest supporters in this kind of event in your life. But... here you were.

Sonya grinned. "Damn straight. Now... if you need to, think about it before you spring it on him. Rehearse what you have to say before telling him if you gotta, okay?"

"How did... you tell Johnny about..."

"Oh, I threw the pregnancy tests at his big fat head and said "Congrats, you knocked me up, jackass"." She chuckled nostalgically.

"You did?" You gasped.

Sonya turned to you with a grin. "Yep. Shithead started crying right on the spot."

She cuffed you on the shoulder whilst you shared a laugh.

"Go and get a good night's rest, honey. You're gonna need it."

It had been nearly two days since your talk with Sonya. You had rehearsed in your head every night since over and over and over until the wee hours of the morning what Hanzo might say, and what you in turn would say to him.

But imagining the scenarios was enitrely different than putting them into action yourself...

You and Hanzo had been walking through the Fire Gardens, watching the Sakura blossoms shake and fall loose around you in a mix of velvety pink and white. It was beautiful, and a scene you normally would find very relaxing--if it weren't for the heavy iron blanket hanging in the air--the tension was so thick you weren't surprised Hanzo picked up on it.

"Something is bothering you." He said softly, his warm palm squeezing yours as you walked.

"...yeah." You answered truthfully, squeezing back.

Hanzo tugged your hand up to his chest, bringing your slow, leisurely walk to a halt. His deep, thoughtful eyes affixed their gaze to yours, imploring you. "Speak to me, my love. Please."

You felt your heart patter in your ribcage anxiously as his request hung in the air. Long, agonizing minutes stretched on for what felt like hours.

"Hanzo..." You managed to get out, despite your tongue feeling like sandpaper.

"I'm pregnant."

And with those two simple words... it was like the universe around you came to a floundering halt.

"...What?" He whispered, dropping your hand and taking a step back.

The absence of his touch filled you with fear, made you grow cold. Were your fears right? Did Hanzo not want this? You? The baby?

"You're... pregnant?" He whispered, his voice so soft you could just barely hear it over the branches in the trees creaking in the early summer breeze.

You nod, swallowing at the stone lodged in your throat, "Yeah..."

Once more the agonizing silence swallowed you both, the yawning chasm of anxiety etching itself deeper inside of you with every second that ticked by.

As you opened your mouth to speak, Hanzo closed the gap between you, crushing your body against his in a fierce, caging hug. His arms felt like the steel jaws of a bear trap as he held you, nearly squeezing the air from your lungs as he buried his face in your hair.

The silence still stretched on, however this time, you realized, it was not because Hanzo was upset or angry--but because he was crying.

His body trembled only slightly, his muscles straining to hold you without crushing you any more than he already was.

"Hanzo?" You whispered, your hope soaring even just a tiny bit.

"I love you." He croaked, his voice so rough it made you want to cry, "I love you more than life. I lost everything I loved... Quan-Chi turned me into a soulless, undead slave... I never thought I would be so happy again, as long as I lived. And... And then I found you."

He pulled back, one of his hands cupping your cheek; his thumb sweeping away one of the fat tears that tumbled down your cheek. His eyes were glassy and full of his own tears, but he had the warmest smile you'd ever seen on anyone.

"I love you so much, my fire lily. My heart." He rasped, his lips quivering even the slightest bit.

"Have you... decided what you want to--"

"I want to keep the baby, Hanzo." You blurted, your heart pounding and your blood rushing in your ears.

He sighed, his eyes soft and loving as he looked at you. "I... I am not surprised you have already made up your mind. You have always been so sure and confident. It is one of the many reasons why I adore you."

You smiled back, "I... I want this, Hanzo. I want our baby. I want... I want you with us, too." You licked your bottom lip.

"If you want us."

Hanzo responded to you by pulling you close and kissing you until your breath left your body; his tongue twisting and dancing with yours before brushing your lips as he pulled away, leaving you almost dazed and light-headed.

"I would let Kuai Liang freeze me to a block of ice and leave me on a desolate mountain to be eaten by wild animals before I let anything tear the two of you away from me." He said resolutely, his eyes steely and adamant.

Your body sagged with relief--literally--and you found yourself supported by Hanzo's strong embrace, your legs feeling like jelly and nearly giving out beneath you. Hanzo chuckled fondly as he rubbed your back to help soothe you.

Your name left his lips like a reverent prayer--and you lifted your head to look at him, tears now freely falling down your face as you smiled gleefully, "I--I was so scared.... Af-after what happened to you before, I... I was scared..."

"That out of fear for losing the two of you, I would run? Send you away for your safety?" He chuckled, as if the very notion was ridiculously insane.

"Never. It would take armageddon for something as cowardly as that. And maybe not even then."

You sniffed and hiccup, your mind a whirl of emotions as you began to break down once again, letting Hanzo hold you as he soothed you, spoke to you, and said the most romantic things you'd only read about in books.

He was happy. He wanted you and the baby. He was excited about having a family once again.

Hanzo Hasashi would once again get to feel the joy of seeing his child enter the world, getting to hold them; hearing their sweet cries as air filled their lungs.

He would get to be a father--and hopefully husband--once again.

[fandomzwriterk]

Can you write about Smoke and the reader celebrating their 1 year anniversary together as a couple?

A/N: of course my friend I’ll do it! I’m in a lovey mood as well since my bf and I love playing MK1 together (rip me I play Smoke and he plays Liu Kang/Scorpion) It’s a “date” thing for us ���

Warnings: none. Just fluff (and use of Y/N) plus Hanzo being an adorable little brother

Smokey Love

“Hey! Raiden! Toss me up there won’t ya?!”

Y/n’s eyes opened to stare at the ceiling, feeling the weight and comfort of someone sleeping next to her. The voices outside the wall were loud, the walls thin enough to hear the footsteps from feet away.

“It’s too early.” Tomas mumbled next to her

“I know but we have to get up. Come on love.”

You pulled on Tomas’ arm, holding his hand while he played dead so he could go back to sleep. Nobody, except usually Kung Lao, Raiden, Johnny, and Kenshi would be up at this hour.

“Love, come on, get up. Kuai is looking for us.”

“Fineeeeee.”

Tomas was not a morning person, he’d much prefer laying the day away with you in his arms or maybe even made her something to eat. But today, today was different, and you had something planned.

“My sweet I need to find Liu Kang. He’s been wanting to speak to me about something.”

Tomas sat up, rubbing his eyes was a yawn. He had been to bed late, way later than usual. Maybe that was because of his brother, or maybe it was because of Hanzo, the little boy who lived with you all at the Shirai Ryu.

“I’ll be back dear.”

So you walked out the door, throwing over a grey and white kimono quickly, making sure to look presentable for Kuai and his wife Harumi. Apparently, they had a plan for you and Tomas for today.

“Y/n!”

Little Hanzo came running down the hall, almost colliding with you, almost making you stumble. He was happy to see you, maybe that was because Hanzo either saw you as a big sister or maybe even a mom.

“Good morning Hanzo how did you sleep?”

His smile was wide, his eyes shining with that childlike joy as if he got the best news ever. He was a kid, and he’d even said Kuai and Tomas were like his older brothers. Finally, Tomas wasn’t the youngest, at least that’s what everyone kept joking about.

“Oh I had the best dream! It was me and Scorpion and Smoke and we went on an adventure. You were there too! And we fought some bad guys. You and Smoke were so strong! Scorpion was too, but not as strong as you Miss Y/n!”

Hanzo was bright for his age, very determined to do right by everyone living at the Shirai Ryu. Even you would forget that he’s still a kid, but his childhood ended when he became an orphan, so the four of you decided to try and make his life easier.

“Hanzo are you bothering Y/n again?”

Harumi appeared from another room, dressed in comfortable clothes but similar to a warriors outfit like when she goes off into battle.

“The boys woke you up again?” She teased

“When do they not?”

You both laughed, remembering how young Raiden and Kung Lao were too. Not that much younger than you, but the two of them were like children. And what were they doing at this very second? Oh that’s right they were helping Johnny shoot something on the roof.

“Now you see here gentlemen if I can do this properly and have Raiden shoot me with lightning, then it’ll look like he pushed me off.”

“This is stupid Johnny.”

“Come on Kenshi this is genius!”

“You two are the stupidest guys I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.”

Kung Lao and Johnny wanted to do whatever this was, meanwhile Kenshi and Raiden were not on board.

“Hey! You four! You better not let me catch you slacking!” Harumi yelled at the four men

Their heads perked up, immediately running the opposite direction, back to wherever the other initiates were.

“Boys will be boys I guess.”

“At least Kuai is more well behaved than them.”

“Not when his brother is messing with him.”

Some time later…

Madam Bo’s restaurant was a relaxing idea for a dinner between the five of you. Of course you brought Hanzo along, he’s your family too! Just two couples on an evening out with a kid as well. Hanzo was well behaved out, but maybe that’s because he’s shy in unfamiliar places, but he didn’t bother you and your friends tonight.

“So… how is the search for Bi Han?”

“Not great. Every time I get close, I suddenly lose him.”

“It’s alright Kuai I’m sure we’ll find him again someday.”

Kuai just nodded, sitting next to Harumi while you and Tomas sat across from them. Hanzo was with Raiden and Kung Lao somewhere in the restaurant playing around.

“Speaking of which… how is he going to take it that… you know all four of us are in charge?”

Harumi was right. Now that Bi Han was gone, that left Kuai in charge and Tomas second behind him. Bi Han wasn’t considered Grandmaster anymore, that title now going to Kuai instead.

“We’ll be right here to protect you both. He’s never going to lay a finger on either of you.”

“You both are Ladies to the two Masters of the Shirai Ryu. It’d be a death sentence if anyone would put a hand on either of you.”

“Plus it’s our duties as not only your husbands, but as leaders to protect you both from harm.”

Oh yeah did I forget to mention you’re married? Well I guess you know now. But yes, you’ve been married to Tomas for about half of the time Kuai has been married to Harumi.

“But what if he comes back and tries to kill you two? What are we going to do then?”

Tomas grabbed your hand, holding it tight as it laid resting on the table, Kuai holding Harumi close as well. You stared into Tomas’ grey-blue eyes, those same eyes you’ve come to love staring into whenever you wanted, getting lost in them as you felt his presence next to you.

“I swore to you Y/n that I would love you and protect you, no matter the cost. I made an oath on that day you said yes to being my wife that I would never let anyone hurt you. I’m never going to let my brother hurt you, not ever.”

His grip was tight, his thumb running over the small silver ring you wore. You could see his, almost invisible on his hand with how much grey he wore, but you knew your husband’s ring was there, never coming off as long as he lived.

“Miss Y/n! I have something for you!” Hanzo said cheerfully as he slowly walked up the stairs to the four of you

Raiden and Kung Lao walked behind him, supporting what looked like a massive cake in Hanzo’s hands as he slowly made his way to the table. With the help of both older men, Hanzo slowly put it on the table and pushed it towards you and Tomas.

“Happy Anniversary Y/n and Tomas!”

You both smiled at the little boy, Raiden and Kung Lao ruffling his hair as Kuai and Harumi giggled between themselves. You looked to Tomas, seeing him smile and a twinkle in his eye that wasn’t there before.

“I’ve never seen you smile like that before Tommy.”

His face changed quickly, his cheeks red and the tips of his ears dark red as well.

“Y/n don’t call me that in front of my brother!”

And you couldn’t help but laugh as Hanzo, Raiden, and Kung Lao sat to down celebrate a very special evening for you and your husband, almost forgetting with all the chaos from Bi Han leaving months ago.

“I love you Tomas.”

“And I love you Y/n.” He answered giving you a quick kiss

A/N: ohhhhhh my gawdddd anyways I hope you enjoyed! I forgot to say this and I just remembered now but if there’s ever a oneshot or request that you think needs a part 2 or continuation, then I’ll do it considering how much I have to keep cutting to fit in these posts. Hope you like it!

[johnkahner]

hello! You could make headcanons of the brothers Lin Kuei and sub zero and Scorpion from mk11 (separated) who go to her partner's family reunion and her family starts insulting her for things she didn't do and even that she doesn't deserve to be with the character, but the because the reader is shy and nervous, she does not say anything and feels hurt by her family's words, the character decides to defend her honor.

Another request I would like to ask you is with sub zero and Scorpion from mk11 (separated) when the reader is kidnapped and found half beaten and bleeding. They get angry when they see their partner in that state and all hell breaks loose

Greetings from Argentina!🥰

AN: Hello! I don't think I have interacted with someone from Argentina. I'm from one of the southern states in the United States. I will write and post your other request separate from this one. I kinda struggled writing this one ngl. I hope you enjoy it. Not proof read.

Notes: Female! Reader, Mean Family

The two of you arrive at the reunion, and he offers to get you some refreshments so you have time to reconnect with your family by yourself. Once he walked away the insults and complaints started rushing at you like they were bullets to your self-confidence. You stood there with your head down and body trembling. You don’t say anything to them, but their words are hurting you. When he returns with your favorite drink, he hears someone say words that pissed him off. 

“I don’t see how anyone could love anyone like you, scum.” 

Bi-Han / Sub-Zero

When Bi-Han hears someone say that, he is pissed. How dare someone say that to his girlfriend! The surrounding area is now cold, and ice is starting to form near him. He rushes over to the person who said that he starts to beat them up till their face is all bloodied up. He didn’t care if they were your relatives, no one has the right to talk to you like that. When he’s done with that he walks over to you and kisses the top of your head. You two begin to leave and what he says to everyone there has them scared for their lives. 

“That was a warning. If this ever happens again there will never be a next time.”

Kuai Liang / Scorpion

When Kuai Liang hears someone say that, he is worried. Why is your family treating you this way? He didn’t think that they would be this blatantly rude about you with him here, even if he was just away from you for a few moments. He would walk over to the person that said that place a hand on their shoulder, and say, “What gives you the right to say that about her? I think you are the scum here.” Not only does the person freak out, he would slowly begin to add heat to their shoulder till flames slowly begin to appear. They rush off. He walks over to you, puts his arm around you, and kisses your forehead. 

“Let’s leave, these people don’t deserve to have you in their presence.”

Tomas Vrbada / Smoke

When Tomas hears someone say that, he is panicked. He is reminded of how Bi-Han treats him. The words may not be the exact same, but he doesn’t want you to be treated in this manner. He would march over to the person who said that, and punch them in the face. Just hard enough to break their nose. He would then make his way over to you. He pulls you into a hug. His embrace is full of warmth and security. 

“If you want, we don’t have to interact with them again. If that is what you want.”

Kuai Liang / Sub-Zero

When Kuai Liang hears someone say that, he is distraught. He understands that not all families are harmonious, but he feels uneasy when it involves you. You’re the only person that is there for him, so it’s only natural for him to do the same for you. He would only need to stand menacingly and glare at the person that said those words to you. That would be the one and only warning to your family. As you two leave the reunion, he has an arm wrapped around you. 

“Please do not take their false words to heart. You are the one and only for me. I love you.”

Hanzo Hasashi / Scorpion

When Hanzo hears someone say that, he is fuming. Why on earth would your own family, your flesh and blood, talk to you like this. It took him a long time to try, and find love again after what happened to Harumi. After everything he has been through you were his anchor after the two of you met. He knows he needs to be your anchor at this moment. He would approach the person, grab them by the throat, and throw them to the ground. Scaring everyone around, but you were not scared. You had a feeling if he heard any of their words it would piss him off. He would grab you by the hand, holding it securely, and the two of you would leave. 

“I love you so much. Let me be the one to protect you in times like this.” 

[odditycircus-2002]

Referring to Quan-chi's Daughter Reader:

How Y/n usually is around others:

How Y/N is when she's on Demon Time:

(Aka, Y/N casually reminding everyone that she's, in fact, a demon.)

Bonus

Scorpion Either Way: