Thinking a lot about Bi-Han lately and how NRS NEEDS TO BRING THIS GORGEOUS GRUMPY CRYOMANCER BACK PROPERLY DAMN IT
i wanted to practice drawing bi-han and what better way to go about it than drawing him in various mai shiranui poses?
I personally find it amusing how Bi-Han’s ending for MK1 was “Kill Shang Tsung by one of his wealthy enemies, get paid, and leave the Lin Kuei.”
He was literally one mission away from retirement.
Like, this is how it goes:
Shang Tsung: Hey, you look strong. Enter my tournament.
Some rich guy that may or not be Quan Chi in disguise: Hey, if you kill Shang Tsung, I’ll pay you this entire sack of gold.
Sub-Zero: Done, pleasure doing business with you.
I find it quite amusing that my idea of Sektor and Bi-Han’s dynamic is practically “The principal’s son and the loner who outdoes him with seemingly no effort.”
Sektor busts into a room, he sees the corpse of their target and Bi Han sneaking out the window. “I took down our target, let’s get out.”
Hanzo: In my defense, I was left unsupervised
Kuai: Wasn't Bi-Han with you?
Bi-Han: To be fair, I was also left unsupervised
Hanzo: You're violent
Bi-Han: Yea, but I'm short so it's adorable
This adventure was legendary......
Bi-Han dragged his fingertips along Hanzo’s bicep.
Hanzo, still fast asleep, did nothing at the gentle touch.
“I genuinely want to know how we got here,” Bi-Han muttered quietly, softly enough to not stir Hanzo, whom he knew from a life time of fighting and training could be roused very easily. Because Bi-Han had had a similar life, and he knew how easy it was to train the body to embrace those primal flight or fight instincts that could save one’s life. “How we went from wanting to murder each other to… this.”
They were bed in together. They had been sleeping in the same bed for some time now, at that level in their relationship. They had fallen asleep facing each other, Bi-Han not comfortable being ‘spooned’ (the feeling of heat against the back of his neck would sometimes set him off, they had not talked about it and Bi-Han was not ready to talk about it yet). Besides that, whenever Bi-Han was woken by night terrors as he had been a moment ago, he got to see Hanzo’s sleep laxed face. After all this time, the sight always soothed him. He could just watch Hanzo’s face as he tried to bring himself back to reality, breathing in and out until his ragged, terrified panting slowed until it slowed and went back into his trained pattern of silent breathing.
“I would hope not.”
Bi-Han made a very startled noise as a strong arm hooked around him underneath the blanket and yanked him towards Hanzo, their noses bumping together. Bi-Han rubbed his nose as Hanzo, without opening his eyes, just grinned like a mischievous little shit.
“Was it worth it?” Bi-Han grunted.
Hanzo cracked open one eye, still grinning.
“Yes. Want a kiss to make it better?”
“No, you have lost kissing privileges for the foreseeable future,” Bi-Han gruffed, unable to hide a snort as he attempted to get away and the arm around him just tightened as he squirmed in response. Unable to stop his chuckles as they grew into laughter as he tried squirming away from Hanzo, only for that arm to tighten and his other arm join in to pinning him. “Gods damn you, Hanzo, come on.”
“You said no kissing, not that I had lost snuggling privileges,” Hanzo quipped.
“Bastard pyromancer,” Bi-Han chuckled, letting Hanzo pull him in until they were pressed flush together once more. Hanzo’s face pressed into his throat and Bi-Han hummed from the warmth. “Whatever shall I do with you?”
“Keep me?” Hanzo sleepily suggested.
“Very well, I doubt anyone else will have you anyway.”
Hanzo barked a laughed, giving him a pinch for the cheek, before they settled again. Not a single complaint from Bi-Han as he pressed his cheek to Hanzo’s hair.
Mortal Kombat Legends: Battle of the Realms (2021)
Idc what canon says, there was some love in Bi-han
Hanzo, walking into the room: Hey-
Bi-Han: You son of a bitch!
Kuai: Is it just me or have greetings gone downhill around here?
Some of us are born at the end of our lives