#sad writes

A/N: I love Kenshi Takahashi so much as well I wanted to write a small story for him too... This has some Mortal Kombat 1 spoilers so just a heads up.

The flash of the fire portal always startled you, but it was also welcoming because you knew it meant the group was back from their mission. You could see it through the window in your room.

You ran as fast as you could to the garden, pushing past the monks to see Kenshi,seeing his face always reassured you that things are going to be okay.

“Kenshi?!” 

There was silence once you saw him, Johnny who looked at you first stared with a mix of regret, sorrow, and fear swirled through his eyes.

“Y/N, I-” Johnny stammered, if this wasn’t such a serious incident it would have been easy to tease him on how the “cat got his tongue”. You didn’t even notice Liu Kang coming in to greet them.

“-shi.... You have safety returned.” Liu Kang interrupted greeting the group.

The shock of seeing Kenshi’s face, his eyes covered in a scarlet ribbon scared you, you wondered what happened… How could this happen? As Liu Kang continues to talk, you wait for the conversation to finish, hoping to finally speak to your love. The shock of his injuries made your heart drop, you couldn't hear anything, your brain couldn’t process that part of his face was no longer visible to you, his brown eyes that would shine in the sunlight when the morning light came, the way he would look at you now covered and hidden.

But you feel his hands slip into yours, he brushes his thumb onto your skin, and a shock of electricity fills your scents but it’s comforting, reassuring, and protective as he always is. You look at him and he gives a soft smile, reassuring you that he’s alright and that he’s here for you. Kenshi turns to Liu Kang as he’s congratulating him on his bond with Sento, but hints at something that gives you a strange feeling. 

“...Though my hope was that means would be different this time.” Liu Kang slips.

While Kenshi looked confused, you gave him a suspicious glance, you didn’t understand the powers of being Earthrealm's protector, but it made you wonder if there was an underlying knowledge he wouldn’t speak of.

Liu Kang winces when he sees your expression and gives you a smile trying to recover from his misstep, “Y/N, please take Kenshi to the monks to tend to his wounds.”

The sound of laughter filled the room as you watched Tomas walking back to you, he pouts and crosses his arms as he watches you squeal with laughter.

“It’s not that funny, (Name).” He glares, slightly embarrassed as he watches your eyes tear up. You see the redness on his cheek, feeling bad you cough and cleared your throat, taking a moment to calm yourself down.

“Oh excuse me, your highness, I thought you would take your title with more pride.” You gave a cheeky smirk.

Tomas groaned, he thought the nike name he came up with for himself would give him more credit, but after being laughed at by Queen Sindel during a match, and seeing your reaction embarrassment was a lighter way of expressing how he feels.

You pat him on the back, “My apologizes, Tomas’ I don’t mean to be rude. You’re just so cute.”

Tomas pulls back away from you, “Cute?!” He wrinkles his nose at you, “How about one round? If I win then you have to call me the King of Smoke for a whole week!”

A/N: Thank you for requesting! I apologize for how late this was. I hope you don’t mind that this is a SEA (South East Asian reader in mind), anyway, thanks again!

Jealous Tomas: (SEA reader)

Tomas will never admit the looming feelings he has as he watches you laugh giving your attention to another.

His mentors, Kuai Liang, and others have always told him about the dangers of envy, but the way you focused on the other person when speaking, your eyes sparked with interest oh how he wished you would look at him like that right now. Tomas knows you would never betray his trust, he knows your eyes will always be on him, but there are moments where even his heart is selfish and only craves for you. 

He stares at your form, how beautiful you are, sun kissed skin, bright brown eyes and long ebony hair, to be near you was like being under a night sky, where the moon crecents phasing away from your glow. Your body looked so soft, every curve on your body he wanted to hold, your lips when speaking, his eyes gazed and imagined diving into them.

His hands twitch as he reaches for you, but he steels himself to not show weakness, he stands by you wondering if the conversation will end soon, but you turn to him and slide your hand down his back to acknowledge him silently while talking to your companion. Tomas’ spine shivers, your small touch makes him crave more, your hand remains on the small of his back, the longer he felt it the more his discipline wavered.

The moment he could feel the conversation coming to a close, Tomas pulls you away, you shout a goodbye before focusing on your lover pulling you away from the area.

“You know it was rude to do that.” You chastise.

He shrugs, “I’m not exactly a nice person.” You rolled your eyes, what a total lie, you almost laughed at Tomas’ childish behaviour but you knew there was a deeper reason to how he’s acting.

Kinder! Headcanons: 

Disclaimer: I’m basing this off of how we do kindergarten in my country so it might not be the same in other countries.

But I had a lot of fun writing this, I’m still hesitant to make more, maybe drabbles?  Also, I'm really surprised how much I wrote about Bi Han, lol I hope I do his character well.

Tomas:

The most excited to be in the classroom and interact with the children, when the kids walk in he immediately comes to greet them and help them get ready for the day.

His enthusiasm is so infectious he’s really good at hyping a crowd, he can get a response from the shyest of kids.

Tomas can keep up with them in conversation and gives the best compliments. He’s so popular that the student’s siblings from other classes know him and when they see Tomas walk by they wave at him.

Sings along to the good morning greeting songs, educational songs, even hums the tune to the music after school.

Multi-tasker: he will be cutting out pictures for you on a tiny desk for a later art project that the kids will do while talking to a child, and then can observe a room for troublemakers with ease, catching them before they can act on their mischief.

Is usually really good at classroom management but can get carried away when the students get out of control, even if a conflict is too heated he looks at you to come help.

Is visually impressed and proud when a child shows him their writing, drawing or learns how to tie their shoes and zip their coats independently.

Extremely patient but pouts every time a child asks him the following questions: Why is his hair so grey?, How old is he?, Why does he look like an old man? and compares his hair colour to an elderly person they know in their life (and it happens often during the day, sometimes asked  by the same child).

Uses his smoke magic to “make things disappear” in a puff of smoke and grins for hours when the kids beg him to do it again.

Will play along to any pretend game that the kids include him in during recess. They want him to play dead after being blasted by a rocket? He launches himself to the ground, gives it his all to make them happy.

He’s the best big brother figure.

Kuai Liang:

  Very laid back, more of an observer and reserves to watching the kids than to sing along, but greets all the kids good morning when they arrive.

Is attentive to your every need even without asking, grabs a pen immediately when you mention to yourself that you need a pen to write something down, immediately helps you get material ready for art, science, etc. 

Whenever he’s in the photocopying room other teachers walk up to him and ask him if he’s studying in education, and doing a work placement. When they are shocked that he’s just volunteering they tell him if he’s ever interested they would give him a good reference.

His presence is so comforting to be around, that kids will grab his hand to hold, give him a hug, or push each other to stand beside him in line.

His voice is so calming, everyone wants him to be the one to read books to the class or want to read to them in the library. 

The best problem solver and conflict resolution for kids, gets on their level, and can defuse a tantrum.

Keeps all artwork any child has made, loves it when they try to draw him and appreciates all attempts to spell his name “Cui Lang”, Kua Lung, etc. are some examples.

Attentive to their learning, they give great demonstrations and explanations that a child can understand, but you have to jump in sometimes because Kuai Liang speaks very formally and uses words that the kids don’t know the meaning of yet.

Almost caused a riot at lunch time because he used his fire powers to transfer heat in a student’s lunch to warm it, and now all the kids want warm lunches.

Moms love Kuai Liang, a lot of them will come and pick up their kids right at the bell to get a glimpse of him.

Bi Han:

He’s the most “out of his element”, he’s used to commanding adults, tough punishments and curt responses so dealing with 4 to 5 year olds is extremely new to him. 

Acts like he doesn’t want to be there at all the whole day, but in the end he likes hanging out with children, he finds it fascinating to watch students learn and improve.

His permanent scowl and large statue makes the students nervous at first, but you use this as a lesson to talk about facial expressions and emotions to ease the tension.

Hates the idea of songs and dance as a way to teach kids and will not participate, but has all the educational songs stuck in his head.

Doesn’t know how to interact with kids at first and is self-conscious when a child tries to talk to him, especially when a child is crying he can’t help but think it's a sign of weakness due to his own upbringing, but is willing to put that aside and help a child.

Freezes when a child cries because they’re so scared of him, that he feels guilty and gets on his knees so they can see his face clearly, Bi Han’s eyes are the most expressive part of him and he apologizes for scaring him. The child nods, as even he can tell that Bi Han means well, wipes his tears and hugs him, Bi Han stiffens, not used to receiving hugs, pats his back, and sends the child on his way. 

Tantrums are immediately ended, the moment he hears disrespect he gives them a look that makes them stop, (His reputation has spread to the rest of the school and other teachers use Bi Han to warn students that he’ll come see students who are misbehaving.)

Has to hold his tongue a lot, trying not to react harshly he already knows he's out of his comfort zone. The worst thing he can do is make someone cry, or have you reprimand him.

Similarly to Kuai Liang, he speaks very formally and uses terms that four year olds stare blankly at, he tries not to get frustrated but the look on his face is obvious.

Acts of service are how he tries to show that he cares, when he opens a kid’s bag of chips with ease, this attracts many kids to shove their way to help them open their snacks as well. Which ended up with him making them lining up for him in a straight line quietly waiting for their turn.

He’s the most interactive at gym class since it's the closest thing he can relate to with the children. When they do competitions such as relay races, Bi Han gets competitive at coaching his team, but is comforting in his own way when his team loses.

He created a block of ice and wrapped it with a paper towel to put over a child’s bruise and all the kids screamed with amazement, 

“Wow! You’re like Elsa!”

He ignores the comment at first until the children start chanting the name “Elsa” at him and singing “Let it Go”.

When he mentions it to you and asks you to explain what they’re referring to too. Bi Han grumbles at this feeling, his pride being dampened by being compared to an animated character, and the kids never stop making Frozen comparisons to him. 

You smirked as you walked into the ring staring down your opponent.

"I hope you're ready to lose again, swordsman." You taunt, Kenshi's lips curled into a half smile as he gets into a fighting stance.

"You won't be saying that when you're lying on your back for me." He says in a light tone, amused by your provocation.

You rolled your eyes humouredly "Are we going to fight or did you have something else in mind?"

Where Kuai Liang/ Tomas volunteer to help you with your classroom (Reader Voluntold Bi-han.) lol Just imagining these 6'0 and over guys sitting on tiny chairs meant for children while helping you cut materials is hilarious to me.

The kids are so terrified of Bi-han at first that one of them cries, but then at the end of the day, he's "grumpy Elsa", also designated snack opener.

"Cease your crying! You must wait without protest." - Bi Han

Kids love Tomas and Kuai Liang immediately and fight each other because they want to get a piggy back ride.

A/N: Hi Anon! Thank you for requesting this, I really hope you like it! I'm experimenting with my own writing right now. So please if any of you have feedback I would be very appreciative! I really want to get better and improve on character writing.

Tomas’ eyes hardened over your body, the bandages wrapped around your arms and face, the bruises that scattered all over your body, his hands shook and anger burning inside him had seeped out his body in the form of smog. 

“You shouldn’t have been there.” He mutters over you, “... had I have been faster…”

His eyes flashed to the last memory of you the way your eyes shined, the expression on your face changed from speaking to him to a look of shock. But before Tomas could ask, you pushed him out of the way to receive the surprise blow from a Lin Kuei assassin. Tomas’ memories blurred out, all he could feel was anger and resentment. When he came to he was covered in blood, his eyes pierced his enemies bodies with disgust, before running to where your body had laid. 

A new anxiety had send chills down his spine as he sees your chest spilling, his mind raced as he quickly picked you up, ripping a large piece of his grey uniform to place it on your chest to stop the bleeding and ran as fast as he could to get help.

Tomas’ mind swirled with different possibilities, had he made a different choice would you have avoid harm? He cursed himself for letting his guard down, the both of you weren’t far from the Shirai Ryu compound. Was he weak? If he couldn’t protect you from harm, how could he protect others in the Shirai Ryu? Or Earthrealm? Tomas could feel the breeze of his smoke powers growing as his mind becomes muddled with doubt as grey clouds started to appear. 

“Brother.” A voice called out, Tomas looked up to see Kuai Liang, his face expressed a stern look as he walked towards him. Tomas took a deep breath, trying to get his head to focus, his smoke magic started to vanish as he gained a clear concious.

“I understand your anger Tomas, but it is important that it does not consume us.” Kuai Liang reasons, “I know, (Name) would not be pleased to see you like this.”

Tomas grit his teeth, “I know, Kuai Liang, but how can I get past this?! I was trained to protect, and I couldn’t even protect them.” Tomas’ eyes glanced back at your body, the wounds and the guilt he was feeling in his heart. Tomas caresses your cheek, his stomach was turning watching you lay in bed fighting for your life.

 “They ended up getting hurt to save me.” Tomas hissed, ”I was weak.” 

Kuai Liang puts his hand on Tomas’ shoulder, he grips it hard. Tomas could feel Kuai Liang sharing his frustration.

 “I know, I understand the frustration you are feeling. But instead of dwelling on it, we must push forward, Tomas. We are fighting a war right now.”  

Kuai looked at your face and his eyes softened, he cared about you like family, he could see the effect you had on Tomas, every smile and laugh. You motivate him to improve, the happiness you bring to his brother when he’s with you. Kuai Liang would always hear laughter escaping from the both of you or witness the look of longing on Tomas’ face when they would leave for missions. The silence in the room was a cruel reminder of what was at risk.

“This will never happen again.”  Kuai Liang promised, giving Tomas hope and a fire to push forward, Tomas nods, staring at your face as a vow that he will protect you by making sure you will be able to defend yourself.  

Months have gone by after your recovery when you were cleared by the hospital Tomas dedicated his time into training you. In the early mornings, you dedicated yourself to cardio training around the Shirai Ryu compound, and then hours upon hours of martial arts training. 

The shift in Tomas’ attitude alarmed you, you noticed the hardness in his eyes when speaking to you, detached he was in his lessons. You never complained, you understood this was for your benefit, Tomas is a skilled assassin, and training beyond your limits was a part of being in his world, the scar on your chest was proof of the risks.  

However, in the back of your mind it worried you after his training sessions, his mind was always far away from you. He kept his distance, he went on more missions, the compound was quieter than before. Even Kuai Liang looked concerned and would try to talk to Tomas but he would assure his brother that nothing was wrong.

The kick to your stomach almost winded you as your body shook, Tomas standing in front of you with a neutral expression.

“You are telegraphing your punches, (Name)!” Tomas shouts, “You are being too predictable.”

The speed of his steps made your mind spin as he puts his hands together to summon his smoke magic to create a distraction as you weren’t able to see him. Tomas comes from behind, grabs your arm and lightly twists it so that you kneel before him, and the smoke clears instantly. 

“I Concede.” You declared. 

You watch as Tomas lets go of your arm, you pull back to stretch it to ease the muscles. You stand up and watch Tomas staring at the floor, his mind seemed clouded, his eyes darting to the floor as if he could burn holes in them. 

“Hey Tomas.” You called out, walking towards him and holding his hand, “…Are you okay?”

His eyes widen, showing a shocked expression Tomas wants to show vulnerability to you, but in his heart he still feels the swarming pain of what happened that day. He sees your face and imagines the pained expression, the way your body was pushed to the ground and the blood that spilled out.  Tomas takes his hands away from yours and clenches.

“(Name), you need to take training more seriously.” He commands abruptly, you stared back at him feeling the tension as he continues, “If this was an attack, you would have been in worst condition or-”  

“Tomas.” You called firmly, “Just hold on a second… Can we talk about this?” You tried to be calm about this, but that only fueled his frustration. Ever since you left the hospital, you acted normal, you didn’t cry, or get upset, and it infuriated him. Did you not value your life as he did? He could feel his emotions starting to spill out, the black smoke emulating his body and his breathing became shallow. The smoke swirled around him causing the windows to rattle and items off the wall to fall over, the smell of burning wood was starting to fill your lungs as you covered your mouth.

You, fearing for his well-being, grabbed him by his face, “Tomas, breathe!” You warned, “You need to calm down.” Tomas backs away from you, realizing his anger is getting the better of him he grabs his head in frustration and takes a moment to breathe. Tomas slowly concentrates on taking control of himself. 

“Why are you not angry about this?” He questions, “(Name), do you not take your life seriously? I won’t always be here to protect you. Do you not understand the severity of what happened?!”. 

“Of course I’m angry!” You screamed back, Tomas eyes lit up seeing your face, the way your eyebrows furrowed, your eyes shot up. “You don’t think I’m not angry that I almost lost my life? I still have bruises and scars that I look at when I get up in the morning after months of recover!” 

Tomas looks away, his stomach drops when you pull down your shirt to show the large scar that was carved into your chest. 

“I think about that attack every day, but I want to get better. Tomas, we are at odds with Bi Han and the Lin Kuei…But I can’t just let my anger fester inside me.” You explained, “I accept that I will be a target, there are no exceptions of casualties in war.”

Tomas grits his teeth hearing this reality, he grew too comfortable with the thought that he would always be there for you, his attachment to you was his greatest motivation, but it also blinded him to a deadlier possibility. However, the wall he had put up to protect his heart had also pushed you away from him, not seeing clearly what you were going through or what you were feeling. 

 He dreams at night of a calmer time where he doesn’t have to fight anymore, where he can come home and see your face, let his guard down, and come into your arms and focus on the happiness that was a long time coming. Tomas’ anger and guilt eat at him, you are his future, his motivation for his cause. Tomas felt like a fool for not communicating his feelings sooner or showing more concern for your well-being, he can’t bring himself to look at you in the eye.

“Tomas, can you please look at me?” You begged.

He looks at you, and seeing the sadness in your eyes starts to make his heart melt, he feels so powerless against you, and acknowledges that he is hurting you. The way you looked at him made him feel small, a look that can bring him to his knees. He takes a moment to breathe as his smoke magic completely vanishes, Tomas unclenches his fists and his face shows a calmer reflection, you walk towards him holding him in your arms for the first time, since you’ve woken up, you stare up at him. 

“Tomas I haven’t heard you laugh in the past 3 months of training, all you talk about is training, we haven’t had one conversation where I feel like you’re…yourself. I know you feel guilty for what happened but, I need you, you need to give me your presence both body and mind…Lately, your mind is so far away… it’s like you’re not really here.”

Tomas frowns, he wraps his arms around you, a stronghold as if to never let you go. “I’m sorry (name),” he whispers, he sees the toll his neglect has on you, he sees how much you needed him and where he has failed. He holds your chin with his fingers, leaning down to kiss you, your arms wrapped around his neck as you feel his soft lips, your heart quickens as you savor him. 

Tomas missed the small sounds you make when he touches you, the look of love and anticipation in your eyes when you stare at him. He missed how soft your body felt on his, as he roamed his hands down your back… He missed every single part of you.

After a couple of minutes, you both separate and take a breath, “I am truly sorry (Name.) I was a fool.” Tomas sighs, “You are everything to me. I never want anything to happen to you, and if it did I…” He stops himself as he does not want to visualize the thought. “I would do whatever it takes for your safety, and I want every possibility for you to survive and fight...”

You lovingly touch his shoulder, “Tomas, I’m not going anywhere, I want to be your equal and fight by your side.”

Tomas kisses your forehead, the resolve and the strength reassures him that you will be okay, that you will keep pushing past adversity, he can see you fight as a warrior, and as someone who can bring victory to their cause. 

“I will always support you. I want to have a future with you.” he declared, as he smiled at you, you sighed in relief it’s been the first time you’ve seen him happy in a long time. He gets back into a fighting position and stares at you with determination in his eyes. 

A/N: TikTok is really inspiring my fics lately because the thirst edits of this man are killing me...

I'm looking for the hoes that song with this man all over my FYP will be the death of me.

When you walk down the hallways of the Shirai Ryu temple you can hear a commanding voice call and a unison of choir after. You peek through the back door to see Tomas Vrbada, the youngest of the previous Lin Kuei trio, leading the session. Your eyes drank his appearance, a large man dedicated to his training, tall, physically strong, the way his sleeveless uniform showed off his broad shoulders and muscular arms as they tensed when he made a punch.

Your eyes were attracted to the detail and physical strength of them, especially the little black armband wrapped around his bicep, you couldn’t really explain it but your eyes were really drawn to it. 

“What’s the point of that armband? Why does it wrap around his bicep so nicely?” You thought to yourself. 

You watched his expression as he explained the principles of the technique to the other apprentices. His body language is dominant and confident as he walks to inspect, and his blue eyes stare at each individual’s form, you like how his eyes are analyzing and light up when he sees a flaw in someone’s technique, he gives pointers then provides demonstration to perfect it.

You pouted watching the way his hands guided someone else’s body, you could feel a slight bitter feeling brewing in your stomach. You wanted to feel his large arms flex as he embraced you, your mind drifted as your eyes locked on to him. You imagine his hands holding on to you, starting from your shoulders and drifting to your chest then to your waist. His strong grasp on your body makes you gasp, wanting more and feeling the warmth pool through your body.  The more you let your mind wander, the more vivid and curious your thoughts become. 

You were staring at his fingers and thinking of how he used his curved Karambit knife in battle, you wondered what other skills he possessed with those hands, and giggled, you wouldn’t mind being a part of that training. 

“I want to be squished in between his chest and arms… ” You thought to yourself.

Tomas’ arms flexed again during another demonstration, his muscles well defined, and seeing the veins bulge made your heart swoon. You clench your chest, face red and annoyed expression. “Mother fucker…” you curse, feeling yourself almost drooling, you take a moment to look away trying to calm your body down and bring back your self-control.

You decide to stop watching and go for a walk, clear your mind before it gets worse. You start to realize that the longer you stay and watch the more “excited” you will become. You get up and walk, but not before you hear a voice catching your attention. 

“Good morning, (Name)!”

You jolted up to see Tomas Vrbada staring down at you, eyes widened and your heart leaped to your throat, you wondered how he saw you and appeared in front of you so fast. You couldn’t see his full expression as he was wearing his mask, but his eyes sparkled with joy seeing your face, feelings of guilt started to rise but you were so glad he didn’t hear the inner dialogue you had in your head.

“You seemed very focused on my training today, are you interested in learning as well?” He asks innocently, now face to face with you, the anxiety starts to rise.

You gulped, “I mean…” you could feel yourself sweat nervously, “You look like a really good teacher, I’m impressed watching your skills.” You curse at yourself for your wording as if you weren’t ogling him this entire time.

He moves closer, and you take in his scent, he smells a warm, woodsy smell, a masculine alluring scent that reminds you of a burning incense. You bite your lip, resisting the burning urge to leap into his arms.

A few seconds go by of silence and Tomas gives you a concerned look, “Are you alright, (Name)? You look like you’re going to pass out.”

You coughed to clear your throat and smiled nervously, you were definitely flustered and your instincts were screaming at you to leave.

 “Yes, I am! I was actually going to take a walk, if you excuse me.”

You try to walk away but Tomas follows, you can almost see the mischievous nature in his eyes. “Oh! Let me accompany you, we actually just concluded training, and I would like to be reassured of your well-being.” 

You froze, you felt paranoid, and you hoped you weren’t obvious in your actions, it was hard to tell when he was the equivalent of a golden retriever, sweet and excitable. Tomas's concern for your well-being melted your heart, if your intentions were pure it would have really made this moment so romantic. 

You were about to reassure him but you can see Tomas lean down to whisper in your ear.

“By the way you’re not the most subtle observer, I’m going to take a guess to say you’ve been wanting my attention.”

Oh Shit.