#yes kenshi is talking with food in his mouth

[charlotte-family-apologist]

can i request some takeda and kenshi bonding for the heart 😔💗

Trying to bond with your estranged dad over lunch but he keeps dropping wild lore

[anothermeforcompany]

Syzoth(MK1) x Yutu

Tags : Male reader, Syzoth x Male OC, fluff, self indulgence, Syzoth is a babygirl and deserves to be treated like a princess

Syzoth never thought he would be desired by anyone since he is driven away by his own peoples but the feeling of the spirit shaman, Yutu, tapping his chin on Syzoth's head, makes his spine shivers in shyness. It's a common gesture from a male that wants to mate with a female of his peoples, the male will hold the female until they are ready but he didn't expect Yutu would do this to him. They seems to have forgotten that they are not alone or in private area, as they are among friends. Khameleon is covering her mouth in excitement as she is the one Yutu consult with about Saurian's courting tradition, while Mileena is watching this with interest and amusement at the sight of Syzoth's skin getting red, with Tanya smiling beside her.

Johnny is decribing what happens to Kenshi beside him, while Kuai Liang is holding back Smoke from storming over because Syzoth is their honorary little brother and honorary member of Shirai Ryu.

"You must be wondering why I do this, and yes, I know what this genture means"Syzoth can feel the vibration from the wide chest behind him. Yutu's body runs warm, almost like the sun, so it is really comfortable for Syzoth. "I've been trying to court you in the way of my peoples, I offer you my house, I can feed you by giving you food you can eat, and give you a comfortable or luxurious life if you like the later, but you didn't understand"Yutu bend his head to nuzzle on Syzoth's neck, sighing as Syzoth leaning back to him, "So I have to search for another way, and that's to court you in your way, this is the only gesture I can do as I'm not Saurian, I hope it won't disappoint you"he said in humility and hopefulness

Syzoth didn't know what to say. Yutu is highly desirable as a mate, he is strong, able, rich, and good looking by Edenian standard. He can have anyone he wants as a royal healer but he chose Syzoth, with all those gestures to prove himself as a capable mate that can protect and support him. "I'm a Saurian"he said

"I am aware and I like you however you are, Syzoth, I only ask for a chance should you deem me worthy"Yutu replied

Syzoth turn in his embrace and look up to Yutu. He lean up to kiss his lips briefly, Yutu's fists balled but not grabbing Syzoth no matter how much he wants to, he didn't want to scare the outcast Saurian, let him control this pace, but he did sigh to let out some of his frustration. "You are testing my patience, my moon"he said, knocking their foreheads together.

Syzoth feels a rare thrill when he sees how much his actions affect Yutu who is apathetic and cold. A mischievous glint on his green eyes. "I would like to taste your cooking again and we can talk more about this"he said

Yutu kisses his forehead, "I will you tonight, beautiful one"he smiles softly, which is a good look on Yutu that makes Syzoth miss his warmth when the man leaves.

"So when is the wedding ?"Johnny ask

[unhingedselfships]

YakKimi Kadokura-verse Masterlist Pt2

Undated (I can provide where they fit if asked, but its largely irrelevant in most cases)

Kadokura 'shoots' Kimi, for medical reasons aka arthritis sucks

Touching up the dye job

Kimi's bad parenting part one of many

Mio loves her Uncle Kenshi, and also knives

Mio coerces Kadokura into a zoo trip

Cherry Blossom Festival cuteness

Kimi talks about one of the worst nights of her life (cw:grief, discussion of reaction to death)

Kimi talks about a different terrible night in vaguer terms (cw:past CSA mention)

Kimi just really hates seafood

Why Kenshi wears turtlenecks

Kimi can't temperature regulate for shit

When the pain hits 10

Kimi is needy when sad

Not the first loss (cw:pregnancy loss/miscarriage)

Kimi has some food related trauma (cw:eating disorder mention)

Affair accusations are common, and unfounded

Kimi is stubborn and will use windows as entry points

Kadokura is not amused with the girls antics (NSFT/Smut)

Kenshi killed someone Kimi knows

Kimi's filter vanishes when sufficiently drunk

Kimi is pregnant and why yes her hair is more important than you

Kimi is pregnant again and yes, she is still more important

The kids see Kenshi all messy and Kichi has questions

Yayoi actually goes to bat not exactly for Kimi but kinda

Kimi is really a terrible parent

Kimi believes in soulmates

One should be careful when handling a fanatic

Dumbass got herself shot (cw: gun violence, blood, dissociation)

Kimi thinks of impossible things and gets sad

The marriage thing is complicated ok?

Kimi says something about Airi that was meant to be left unsaid

Kimi really likes how Kenshi looks in red

Kenshi has weird coping mechanisms and Kimi helps (cw: choking)

Kimi also has weird coping mechanisms and also knows other people (cw: choking)

Pigs will eat anything, be wary of pig farmers (cw: death)

Kimi has body issues and Kenshi can be sweet in his way

Kenshi really likes Kimi's body in his own odd way

Kimi is jealous and fussy

Kimi cannot hold her alcohol for shit

Phe hates Kadokura but she wants Kimi to be happy

Kimi forgets that she is into some rough shit and startles Kenshi (cw: implied consensual rough sex/kink)

Kimi gushes about Kenshi to a random party goer

Teenage Airi is an absolute shit, we love him for it

Kimi has a dirty mouth and dirtier thoughts (cw: explicit discussion of smut)

Kimi dreams about a wedding that she believed would never happen

This girl is absolutely smitten, its almost gross (NSFT/smut)

Kimi gets drunk and nippy

Making up stories about Kenshi's scars

Main timeline Kimi has a dream about Yakuza Kadokura and yeah (cw: kinks)

Kimi was dumb, got hurt, and tried to hide it

Kimi's only real form of exercise

Kenshi has a very vivid dream and wakes up needy (NSFT/Smut)

Kimi gets drugged and freaks out (cw: involuntary drug use)

Kenshi gets tired of Kimi being horny all the time

Kimi was planning that wedding for ages

She worked very hard on a dress she never thought she'd wear

AUs

Chibi-hime and Mommy-chan (Sagawa lives somehow AU)

Kimi maybe dies and its very sad

YakuKura-Verse, Kimi is autistic as hell

Daigo has a different answer to the affair rumors

YK- Kimi learns she has a kink

YK- Kimi learns she has another kink (NSFT/smut)

YK - In which Kimi was a virgin (NSFT/smut)

YK- Kimi goes fully unhinged in a jealous fit (cw: blood, death, dissociation)

YK - kimi is possessive and unhinged and yakuza!kadokura is ok with that Majimemegoro Exclusive!

YK - Kimi goes fully unhinged in a protective fit (cw: gun violence, death, blood)

YK - Kimi goes fully unhinged because she has just lost the plot (cw: gun violcence, gang violence)

YK - Kimi gets a new knife, and shows it off

MASTER LIST PT 1

[letmeringabell]

Legends Never Die - Chapter 3

I debated about posting this until I wrote Chapter 4 so that I could just post 2 chapters at once, because this chapter is just fluff to advance the plot. But I promised myself I would stay consistent in trying to post weekly. This time, I was more relaxed in writing this, and I don’t know if it shows. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this and if you have any Mortal Kombat fanfics to recommend, please do. 

Link on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20806688/chapters/49668056

-

The nights in Outworld are no different from Earthrealm; The night sky is just as pitch black, and stretches as far as her eyes can see, the sounds of the nightlife; the music and laughter are a pleasant blur in the distance. But what amazes her are the stars – They are abundant in their numbers, and shine just as brightly. Her pace slows down into a leisurely lilt, her steps are light against the earthy pavement, and her head is up high to gaze at the stars.

Even when the days are long, and seem like they have no end, even when there is no semblance of certainty in her life, seeing the stars always makes her dream.

“You’re late,” a stern voice greets her from the backyard, less than impressed.

“I know, I know. I got caught up with work, and lost track of time, won’t happen again,” She apologizes earnestly, but she can already tell that Cassie and Jacqui are rolling their eyes at her. Both of them know that it won’t be her last rodeo in tardiness, Vanessa’s dedication to her work is boundless and she pursues it with great zeal and enthusiasm. She is one of the best medics in her field, but as a timekeeper, she is as useless as a fish is to the sky.

Vanessa plops herself in the seat beside Cassie’s with a tired huff, expecting a midnight snack of Hot Chocolate and biscuits. Oddly enough, she is greeted by the sight Grilled Beef, Pasta, Pizza accompanied by sides of Caesar Salad and Garlic Bread. She looks over at Cassie and Jacqui confused—Were they having someone over tonight?

“Is there a special occasion that I forgot about?” She had nervously inquired, eyes darting over from Cassie to Jacqui repeatedly. Both of them look at each other expectedly, but neither of them wanted to give her an answer. There’s something fishy in the air; What were they hiding, and why?

Darkness swarms her vision, the feeling of warm hands rest on her eyes. Oh Lord, I’ve gone blind, is the first thought that came to mind, but the warmth felt familiar, and almost recognizable, that it brings a knowing smile to her face.

“Takeda! You’re here!” She jumps and engulfs him in a tight hug, “When did you reach Outworld?”

“I’ve been here since like, 2 hours ago. I personally wanted to see you earlier, but uh, I got occupied,” He ends his sentence with an awkward pause, and everyone is made painfully aware of the implied distraction. Everyone sighs in exasperation at the lovers’ antics, before taking their seats at the table. The night begins with the passing of plates, and the taking of food; Cassie and Jacqui already have their hands on the pizza, Takeda slices a few thin layers of grilled beef for himself, and Kenshi is carefully forking the pasta onto his plate.

Takeda starts the conversation, “So, what have you been up to, Van? I didn’t get to see you before you left.”

“Are you sure you weren’t ‘occupied’ with other things?” She teases light-heartedly, earning a graceful choke from Jacqui, “Before I left, I was training the new recruits. Now, I’m just nose-deep in my research.”

“What are you researching on this time?” Cassie asks, fishing another slice of pizza for herself.

“The herbs and flowers of Outworld, mostly their medicinal properties. I feel like I’m slowly turning into a witch from a Disney movie, a little eye of newt here, and a virgin’s tear there, and poof! The stuff blows up in my face, and I’m left black, blue or purple.”

“But doesn’t the Palace have a library and a book with that information? It would save you the time, and embarrassment.”

“I’ve got a few, but they’re at least centuries old, and as far as old wives tales go, they’re pretty outdated. So, I decided to update it myself.”

“You sure that’s the only thing you’ve been doing?” Jacqui slides in slyly, the suggestive undertones aren’t missed by anyone, because all of their heads are turning, directing their full attention towards her. Vanessa feels her face heat up under the scrutiny, as she tries to nonchalantly fork noodles into her mouth so that she wouldn’t have to speak but Cassie is having none of it, because the blonde is jabbing her sides persistently.

“Come on, Van. Who is it this time? Is it one of the doctors? Or, is it one of the guards at the gate? He’s pretty cute too.”

“Actually, it’s the Big Bad Wolf himself, Erron Black.”

Cassie scoffs, the snark comes in full blast, “Really? Him? You can’t be serious, Van! YOU! CAN! DO! BET-TER!”

“It’s nothing like that, Cass, Jacqui,” She punctuates, shooting a pointed look towards her smug friend, “I was just stitching him up, nothing more, nothing less.”

“Yeah, yeah. I saw what went down. Both of you were making bedroom eyes at each other, bet if I didn’t walk in, y’all would’ve made out,” Jacqui sings and jumps on Takeda’s lap, making faces and loud, exaggerated kissing noises to emphasize her point.

“What is he like?” This time, Kenshi enters the conversation as a way to distract from the couple’s obvious PDA.

“He is… Intense,” She answers honestly, the afternoon’s stunt refreshes itself in her head without permission.

The way he had caged her in between him and her chair, leaning forward so she had nowhere else to look at, but him. She would’ve been lying if she said that she didn’t feel something; The electric tension had upset the calm in her room, the expectation and anticipation of sinful acts escalating between them left her heart aflutter, the small voice of indecision whispering in the back of her head. She was almost certain that he would’ve leaned in, so she could’ve justified kicking him in the nuts.

But he didn’t – He waited. At the time, she thought that he had been messing around with her for shits and giggles. However, in retrospect, she realized that he was leaving the choice in her hands. Whatever his reasons were, are unknown to her and she could hardly bring up the energy to care.

Although, what did he think of her, when she decided not to do anything?

“Every time, we touch, I get this feeling-“

“CAN IT, JACQUI!” Vanessa howls as she shoves garlic bread aggressively into the black girl’s mouth, effectively shutting her up and making everyone around the table laugh at Jacqui’s muffled yelps.

-

“I have a small request to ask of Special Forces.”

That morning had startled Cassie -- The coffee in Outworld is really strong. However, seeing Jade wait in her office accompanied by the silent gunslinger, it what surprises her the most. The tall Osh-tekk nor the warrior princess are anywhere in sight, (and despite their scuffle two weeks before) Cassie begrudgingly acknowledges Erron’s presence under the guise of professionalism.

“There has been another outbreak in one of the nearby villages. Kotal and Kitana are already there, but I want your medic to help with their investigation and nurse the villagers back to health.”

“What happened to your doctors?”

Jade huffs, slightly miffed, “They have tried, but they were unsuccessful. Kotal suspects that there might be elements of foul-play, Kitana and I think it’s just his nerves. Whatever it is, we need you to be down there.”

The commander is silent, her eyes downcast in pensive thought. Kotal already has Special Forces under high alert – There had been two teams designated for search and patrol, with both teams rotating between night and day. The day squad has just been dispatched, while the night squad had just returned for the day. It would be possible to send a team for the excursion, since Jade has asked help for that afternoon alone. On the other hand, everyone’s worn out, and even soldiers cannot run on willpower alone.

If she sent a team out now, and something untoward were to happen, all of them wouldn’t stand a chance.

“I can send out a team, on two conditions.”

“Name it.”

“One, give my soldiers 3 hours of rest before sending them out there. Two, convince Kotal to reduce the amount of patrols he wants to send out.”

“Deal. I will talk to Kotal about relaxing the patrols for a while,” Jade agrees before excusing herself out of the Commander’s office with the Cowboy trailing after her.

“You’ll be joining Special Forces today as well, Erron. Have everyone ready in 3 hours.”

“Is there really a point to this?” Erron asks, and Jade catches the irritation and slight frustration in his voice.

“I assure you, the Special Forces are-“

“I’m talking about the whole damn fiasco, Jade. It’s a waste of time.”

He tells her frankly. Sure, Kotal wants to maintain the peace between the realms and reaching out to the Special Forces had been the first step. But, Outworld is self-sufficient; All of them were natural survivors, born and bred. It has always been their way of life, and no amount of cozying up to other realms will change that because at the end of the day, it’s every man for himself. Self-interest outweighs the need for balance and prosperity almost all the time, and he’s willing to bet that the Special Forces wouldn’t hesitate to stab them in the back if there was an opportunity to.

So yes, to further emphasize his point, it’s bullshit. No amount of money or gold, will ever change his mind.

Jade doesn’t rebuff him nor does she fully agree with his confession, and her reply is anything but neutral, “Kotal and Kitana don’t share your skepticism, but I understand the concern. However, if Kotal demands it, do we really have the choice to say no?”

-

Knock Knock

“Miss Vanessa?” He calls out to her, and enters her room. Normally, his Southern manners would prevent him from entering without consent, but Missy Elliot over here is 10 minutes behind for the designated assembly call-time, and if he didn’t call her out now, her tardiness would delay their departure.

Instead of a panicked, wide-awake doctor, he is greeted by the sight of her sleeping form, and her expression makes him chuckle to himself. The furrowed brows, the downturned lips and the tensed jaw – Whatever she’s cooking up in her dreams, she looks ready to pick a fight with anyone in her sleep. He takes a seat on the chair beside her table, and picks up one of the sheets of paper to read, curious to know what’s been her cup of tea lately.

(And maybe, he would let her sleep for another five minutes.)

-

(1791 words)

[sabinasanfanfic]

Hakuōki Secret Santa 2017

Merry Christmas, @hidarikiki-no-kenshi! I hope you enjoy your gift!

“Chizuru!”

Chizuru looked up from the shirt she was mending. Souji was standing in the doorway of the room, watching her. Despite the fact that they had known each other for some time, he still made Chizuru blush. His eyes sparkled with kindness and affection, and it was this specific look that made her heart flutter and brought heat to her cheeks.

Souji entered the room and came to stand next to Chizuru briefly before he sat at her side. She stuck the needle through the fabric once more, attempting to pretend that his proximity wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary for her, but he always made her dizzy with joy whenever he sat near her.

“Did you have anything planned for dinner?”

Chizuru shook her head as she pulled the needle and thread through the fabric. “Not yet. Is there something you wanted?”

“I wanted to learn how to make Sukiyaki.”

Chizuru paused and regarded Souji with a curious gaze. “Sukiyaki?”

“Yeah,” he said with a shrug like it wasn’t a big deal.

“But...we don’t have all the proper equipment! And the meat-“

“Don’t worry about it. I was able to find a table top burner.”

Chizuru raised a questioning eyebrow at Souji. “How did you do that?”

“I just lifted one from Sannan-san’s room.”

Chizuru knew she shouldn’t be surprised by Souji’s action, but she was. She opened her mouth to scold him, but his cat-like smile gave her pause. He was expecting her to react that way, and now she wondered if he really did take the burner from Sannan-san or if he just said he did to get a rise out of her. She decided to let the subject go for now.

“What about all the ingredients?”

“We can go get them, right? I did get permission from Hijikata-san.”

“You really planned this out. What would’ve happened if I said no?”

Souji’s grin turned slightly feral. “I knew you wouldn’t because I’d kill you if you did.”

Chizuru huffed. “You always say that.”

A brief pause. “So...ready to go shopping?”

Chizuru sighed. “I suppose.”

Souji stood. “Great! I already have the baskets.” And with that, he left the room.

Chizuru set aside her mending, shocked that Souji was being so helpful. She wondered why, but knew she wasn’t going to think up an answer that made any sense. Deciding to just go with the flow, Chizuru prepared to go out into the chilly December afternoon. After donning some extra layers, Chizuru joined Souji on the engawa. Together, they walked into town to purchase what would be needed for the supper.

Souji continued to be extra helpful, carrying the tofu as Chizuru shopped for the various vegetables. When it came time to buy the beef, Chizuru flinched at the price. She had never spent so much on meat, and she hoped that this truly was okay. After she had found everything they needed, they began their trip back to the headquarters. Chizuru peered up at Souji, noting that he looked rather content.

“Are you sure this was all right with Hijikata-san?” Souji nodded. “But why?”

“Some of us were talking about how much we wanted hot pot. It’s too expensive to go out all the time to a restaurant, so we decided it’d be better to make it. It should cost less, right?”

I’m not so sure about that, Chizuru thought. She hoped Hijikata-san wouldn’t ask about how much everything cost because she was sure he would be very upset. Not that Hijikata-san was extremely frugal, but he was careful with their budget. She assumed this came from their days starting out as a poor dojo. No one ever went hungry per se, but they rarely had something as nice like Sukiyaki.

Upon returning to headquarters, Chizuru began to sort all of the ingredients and mentally go through the steps of making the dish. Souji stood off to the side, watching the way Chizuru methodically prepared everything. She pulled out the appropriate knives, cutting boards, and pot. She turned to Souji.

“I guess the first thing that needs to happen is that a table needs to be set with the burner in the middle. I don’t know where you have it hidden, so I think you should-“

“Got it, Chizuru-chan,” Souji replied with a fond smile before exiting.

Again with the smile. Chizuru blushed furiously as she turned her attention to the vegetables. She began to cut them and arrange them prettily on a serving tray. Soon, Souji returned, but she didn’t notice. Souji leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, watching Chizuru work.

He knew it was going to be easy to talk her into making hot pot, and while the end game was to get a really delicious meal out of the whole thing, Souji also wanted to spend a little time with Chizuru without anyone else around or watching. He felt safest letting her see little glimmers of his true self when no one else was around. She never judged him, which was something he was still trying to get used to.

He finally stepped forward, coming up behind Chizuru. He thought it would be fun to startle her, but he was also acutely aware that she was holding a knife. While Chizuru was no expert swordswoman, he knew that she was rather clumsy and could accidentally seriously injure him. The last thing he wanted was an extremely apologetic Chizuru fawning over him if he was cut. Instead, he let out a deep sigh, which still made her jump. She whirled around with the knife held out to defend herself. Once she realized who was there, she relaxed.

“You shouldn’t do that, you know,” she chided softly.

“You’re no fun, Chizuru-chan.”

Chizuru rolled her eyes. “I thought you wanted to help me?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said as he settled himself to her left. Chizuru pointed toward the tofu with the knife. “I need you to prepare the tofu.”

Souji nodded, feeling slightly disappointed that Chizuru wasn’t giving him a different task. He hated handling tofu. He walked over to the tofu, scrunching his nose as he removed it and set it on a towel that Chizuru had laid out. He then went digging for another cloth, laying it on top of the brick. He pressed down to remove the excess moisture.

“I would skip out on the tofu if Hajime-kun didn’t get so upset about not having it,” Souji grumbled.

“Well, this is for everyone, right? You don’t have to eat the tofu.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Souji replied as he continued to press down.

Once he was sure most of the moisture was gone, he removed the tofu from the cloths and handed it to Chizuru to cut up. He watched as she arranged the perfectly cut cubes on the tray. He had to admit that she was really good at making everything look so perfect.

“Are you ready to assemble the sauce?”

Yes! This was the best part, and he was glad Chizuru was allowing him to take the lead on this! He stood in front of the stove, his fingers itching to get started. Chizuru began handing him the ingredients one-by-one, instructing him how much to put in to the pot.

“Sake, mirin, and soy sauce. Don’t put in too much soy sauce or it’ll be too salty!”

“Yeah, yeah. Everyone seems to think I over season things. I like salt.”

“Like Saitō-san says, too much isn’t good for you,” Chizuru replied.

“And you sound like Hijkata-san when he’s mothering everyone,” Souji quipped.

Souji poured in the sake, sneaking a little sip from the bottle. Chizuru pretended not to notice, but when he attempted to do it again, she shot him a look. Souji grinned and took a sip anyway. With the addition of the soy sauce and mirin, the sauce was complete. All the ingredients were now on the tray. The only thing left to do was to cook and enjoy everything. Chizuru looked up at Souji.

“Thanks for helping,” she said with a smile.

“Sure, Chizuru-chan.”

There was a brief pause in which they both just stared at each other. Souji could see Chizuru’s cheeks were dusted pink. Chizuru was always genuine in the way she acted around him, and while he would never say so, he appreciated it. It didn’t make sense to him why she would be this way toward him, especially when he wasn’t always so kind to her.

“Would you mind carrying the pot to the table burner?” she finally asked to break the silence.

The pair carefully brought the cast iron pot and tray of food to the main room where the captains gathered for supper. When they arrived, everyone was there. Heisuke, Shinpachi, and Harada were hanging around the table, discussing what exactly was going on. In the corner sat Kondō, Hijikata, and Sannan. Souji met Sannan’s gaze, and he saw a knowing smirk on the man’s face. Souji shot him a cheeky grin.

“I see someone was sniffing where he shouldn’t be,” Sannan challenged softly.

“Trust me, you’ll appreciate the reason why I did it, Sannan-san.”

“Do you even know how to light it?”

Souji shrugged carelessly. “I figured someone would. Like you.”

“Souji,” Hijikata said with a warning in his tone.

“It’s all right, Hijikata-kun. It seems like we’re to have a treat.”

Chizuru nodded as she set the tray on the table. Souji placed the pot over the burner, and Sannan came over with a match. Heisuke let out an excited shout.

“Oh! Are we having hot pot?”

“Oh yeah!” Shinpachi cheered.

“You can thank Okita-san. It was his idea,” Chizuru said with a light blush.

Soon, the captains were gathered around the table and everyone began to enjoy the food. Souji kept sneaking glances over at Chizuru as they ate, glad that he had talked her into making something so good. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was glad that Chizuru had taught him how to make the dish and that it was well received.  

Afterwards, Souji assisted Chizuru with the clean-up for a little more one-on-one time with her. While they didn’t speak, there was a comfortable silence that settled between them as they washed the dishes over by the well. When they had finished and had put everything away, Chizuru turned to face him.

“Um…thanks for showing me how to make hot pot,” he said quickly.

“Of course!”

Souji looked away from her, unable to make eye contact. “I…I would like to cook with you more often.”

Chizuru giggled. “Of course, Okita-san.”