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wickedanddeadly · 8 months
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@paranormaljunction asked:
are you wearing my shirt? it looks good on you. (to Sonya from Paul)
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Sonya had always carried a deep-seated resentment towards men and vampires alike, stemming from a series of painful experiences that had left her scarred and wary. Even the man she was bound to filled her with an overwhelming sense of suffocation. But fate had an ironic way of playing its hand. Paul who she was inexplicably drawn to, possessed qualities that defied her preconceived notions.
With Paul, she felt liberated from the constraints of her own inhibitions. He unraveled her deepest fantasies and awakened a side of her she never knew existed. Their encounters were not just physical; they transcended the boundaries of mere lust. They delved into realms of emotional intimacy, where vulnerability and trust intertwined.
But she had to be careful with these encounters. She had to use a lot of magic to cloak them from the eyes of Hades. As the bride/slave of Hades himself, Sonya knew all too well the wrath and possessiveness he held over her. He was known for his vengeful nature and relentless pursuit of those who dared to cross him. If he discovered her secret meetings with Paul, there would be dire consequences.
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Rolling over on the bed her lips curved into a smile. " It's not the only thing that looks good on me. " Her brow raised as she rolled over on the bed now resting on her back - head propped against a pillow. " You really do enjoy playing with fire, don't you? "
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mountmultimuses · 8 months
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New Muse Set
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I honestly can't help myself. I have Mortal Kombat on the brain! So to help scratch this itch, I will now add the characters from Mortal Kombat XI to my list. I won't be following any specific storylines. Details such as who is "Kahn" and stuff like that will depend on the RP and my mood. So what do you say? Care to step into the ring?
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cxrelesswhispers · 1 year
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onlyxhumn · 11 months
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@emotionlcss | continued from here.
she kept her head down, trying to avoid eye contact with the new teacher. sonya scribbled on her notebook, taking annotations of important dates and whatnot. but every time she raised her head, she was met with the sight of him, bringing an entirely new flush to her cheeks. even her friend had seemed to notice, but she brushed it off, claiming to have picked a rather warm sweater. by the time the class was over, sonya was glued to her chair. she should have been the first one out the door, avoid this whole mess. but for some reason, she couldn't. maybe because deep down, she wanted to talk to him. alone. "I didn't think it was important to mention it." she paused, eyes meeting the other. "I didn't know you were a teacher. if I had known--" what of it? would she really not have slept with him? just thinking back to it made her body react. she couldn't think about not doing it. even with him being her teacher now, it was well worth it.
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lingeringscars · 10 months
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Sonya holds a lot of guilt over choosing to become strigoi even though she knows that she didn't feel like she had any other choice or ability to manage her emotions. To compensate, she spends most of her time trying to find and figure out a vaccine for strigoism. She wants to give back and protect the people that she once hurt. However, she can get very narrow focused on this end goal that she ultimately forgets that there are feelings involved because it seems obvious to her that everyone would want to do whatever possible to find a vaccine or cure
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paleontaxi · 2 years
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//play road 96 🔫
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of-invisible-ties · 2 years
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@heartwilled​ II Starter Call II @ Sonya or Faye (your choice!)
“Why do you look upon me with such ... pity?”
Possessed by Duma’s power, Celica did not remember her. She was a witch now, doomed to Duma’s madness like the rest of her kind. She readies her blade, prepared to strike down the insolent woman who dared to pity her.
“You forgot your place. I am a servant to the great god of strength, and you are but a peddle in Lord Duma’s path.”
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“And you shall be removed from it.”
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cagcd · 8 months
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Tag drop !
☆.⠀⠀⠀out of character⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀ooc !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀in character⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀ic !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀Larger than life⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀verse i !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀earthrealm defender ⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀verse ii !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀straight outta horror flick⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀verse iii !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀it's exhausting being so perfect⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀visage !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀fan mail⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀memes !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀here's johnny⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀answered !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀ageless mask fades to true life⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀musings !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀this is re-goddamn-diculous⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀crack !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀favourite ex-wife⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀sonya !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀daddy's girl⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀cassie !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀tin head⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀jax !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀mister liu liu⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀liu kang !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀kung pao my man⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀kung lao !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀daredevil⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀kenshi !⠀)
☆.⠀⠀⠀raidude⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀raiden !⠀)
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wickedanddeadly · 8 months
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@paranormaljunction asked:
❛ did you miss me? ❜ (to Sonya from Paul)
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For years, she had been consumed by a relentless thirst for vengeance. A vampire wronged her family, causing irreparable damage that haunted her every waking moment. Vampires represented everything she despised - the bloodlust, the immortality, and the darkness that seemed to follow them wherever they went.
The very idea of that seemed so crazy when both man and vampire had been on her hit list for so long. She would have never imagined anyone could leave her feeling this way. It was as if the walls she had built around herself had crumbled, brick by brick, in the presence of this man. When they were forced to spend time apart. It was as if a piece of her soul was missing, leaving her feeling incomplete and restless. 
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" Always ... " She shifted across the room, her heart pounding in her chest. The weight of his words hung heavy in the air, but she couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze just yet. Anticipation swirled within her.
" I trust you found something to keep yourself busy while I was away? "
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gamindustriorigin · 11 months
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“Now that I’m back, I believe I’m going to cause problems for Histy on purpose.~”
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“Or maybe don’t? I’m surprised her back hasn’t snapped from all the weight you and Nep put on her.”
“Let the damn fairy have peace.”
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“Nope, it has to be done.~ I haven’t seen her in a good while. So I’m going to raise a little hell. Starting by planting her favorite sweets around the Basilacom. And each time she thinks she’s found em all, I’m gonna warp a new set to replace em all over again.~”
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“...Progenitor CPU of Gigadimensions’ Planeptune, ladies and gentlemen...”
“She bullies fairies with love in her retirement....”
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locallibrarylover · 1 year
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oh my god you guys dont know anout the intricate chess w&p crossover that exists in my head
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nikolajrostovs · 1 year
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Natasha and Sonya??
Girls.....
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sydsaint · 9 months
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My fav Judgement Day member. 💜
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Summary: The reader encounters some problems with Imperium buts finds someone unexpected coming to her rescue.
It's a Monday night after Raw has already gone off the air and everyone has exited the arena for the night. Earlier in the night you suffered your 5th loss in a row this month. This one is at the hands of Sonya Deville. And it's safe to say that you're feeling pretty sorry for yourself right about now. And what better way to celebrate your self-loathing than grabbing a drink at the hotel bar?
The bar is unusually packed for a Monday night when you arrive. You recognize a few people from work as you make a b-line for the bar, but none of them bother to acknowledge you. Not that you really care. Right now, the only thing on your mind is getting a drink and feeling sorry for yourself. 
"Evening," The bartender on duty smiles at you when you approach the bar. 
You nod at him with a hint of a smile and sit down on a barstool. "Hey," You answer his greeting and nod to the cooler of bottleneck beers sitting behind him. "Just a beer, please." 
"That it?" The bartender muses. "No fruity drink?" He jokes.
"Not tonight." You shake your head. 
The bartender nods and pops the cap off of a beer before handing it to you. You take a sip and close your eyes for a moment. The cold liquid slides down your throat and cools you off. You can hear various conversations between patrons all around you, as well as some Indi music playing from somewhere to your right. 
The bartender strikes up a friendly conversation with you when he's not serving drinks. He's nice enough that you don't feel annoyed when he asks you about yourself. He walks away after asking you about your job for a moment and when he comes back he's got some fruity drink with him. 
"Here, this is for you." He slides the drink your way. "It's from those two guys over in that booth." He nods across the room. 
You turn in your seat and gaze across the room where Giovonni Vinci and Marcel Barthel are sitting. Vinci flashes a dashing smile at you and you quickly turn away from him. "Great. Thanks." You reluctantly take the drink. 
You hope and pray that the drink was just a friendly gesture and that Vinci won't come over to bother you. But much to your chagrin, he heads over a few minutes later. 
"Y/N! What a pleasure seeing you here." Vinci walks over and leans against the bar next to you.
"Giovanni. Thanks for the drink." You offer him a small smile. "That was nice of you. But I was just about to call it a night." You inform him. 
You reach for your purse and pray again that Vinci will get the hint and leave you alone. But he makes no indication that he's going to leave you alone. "Awe, going so soon, Y/N?" Vinci asks you. "You've only been here for like half an hour." 
"Yeah well, I've got an early day tomorrow." You reply dryly. 
Vinci still makes no effort to take your hints and leave you be and you start to wonder if you could get away with just leaving without a word. You've already made plenty of enemies on RAW at work. Sonya and Chelsea hate you. Zoey is still holding a grudge from when you were both in NXT. Not to mention Rhea Ripley has had it in for you ever since it was revealed that you and Dominik are cousins. 
You take a breath and are about to try and dismiss yourself from Vinci again when suddenly you sense that someone is standing directly behind you. "She doesn't seem like she's interested, Vinci." A deep voice sounds from behind you. 
"Pfft. It's none of your business, Priest!" Vinci defends his prey.
You turn your head and find Damian Priest looming behind you with a scowl on his face. 'shit' You curse to yourself. 'What the hell could he want?' You wonder. 
"I said, leave her alone. Don't make me tell you again." Damian remains adamant that Vinci needs to leave. 
Vinci locks eyes with Priest and the pair stare at one another in a statement. Vinci ends up breaking first through, and storms off mumbling something under his breath. 
"You didn't have to do that." You turn back to the bar. 
"I know." Damian replies and steps over to your side where you can see him now. 
You reach for your drink and finish the rest of it. "If you're expecting me to thank you then you're going to be standing there for a while. I didn't need any help." You inform him dryly. 
"No thanks needed." Damian replies. "Vinci gets on my nerves too. It was no problem." He insists. 
"Right." You huff and reach for your purse again. 
The last thing you need is one of Rhea's goons thinking that you owe them something. So it's better if you just leave now and not interact with Priest. Even if he did save your ass. 
"Here, let me get it." Damian pulls his wallet out faster than you can find your card in your purse and hands it to the waiting bartender. 
"I can pay for my own drinks." You insist, but Damian shakes his head. 
You watch him sit down on the stool next to you and signal the bartender to ignore your request. "It's just a beer," Damian argues with you. "Trust me, it's no big deal." 
"With you people, it always seems to be." You grumble. 
"You people?" Damian turns to you with a raised brow. 
You realize your poor choice of words and bite your lip. "You know what I meant. You're in Judgement Day. And I don't want any part of that whole mess." 
"That's work," Damian replies smoothly. "We're not at work right now, are we?" He reminds you. "Right now we might as well be strangers. You're the girl getting unwanted attention from some sleaze who doesn't know how to take a hint. And I'm the guy trying to help her out." He jokes. 
"Pretty sure this conversation qualifies you as the sleaze giving me unwanted attention." You quip back with just a hint of a laugh. 
Damian chuckles and picks up his drink. "Fair enough." He acknowledges your burn. "I'll let you get out of here then. But I'm still paying for your drink." He adds. 
"Yeah, thanks." You sigh and dismiss yourself. 
The next week you are heading back to the locker rooms after your match against Zoey Stark when you run into Giovonni and Marcel again. The pair box you in and manage to corner you outside of catering.
"Well well well, Y/N, funny seeing you here." Vinci grins down at you. 
"Giovanni." You swallow hard and accidentally back yourself into a wall. "How are you?" You ask him nervously. 
Vinci and Barthel both share a look and laugh with one other before they both turn back to you. "I don't appreciate being dismissed, Y/N," Vinci warns you. "Especially when I was being so nice last night. I even bought you a drink." He reminds you. 
"I never asked you to do that." You defend yourself. "I wasn't looking to have any company last night." 
"Oh but that's just not true, now is it?" Marcel cuts in. "You seemed more than happy to let Damian Priest sit down with you and talk for a moment." He reminds you. 
You bite the inside of your lip and curse yourself for managing to get yourself into this much trouble. Why can't you go one week without getting your ass beat?
"Hey!" A booming voice echoes through the hall causing Vinci and Barthel to look away from you. 
You take a chance and duck to the side and past Marcel and Giovanni and toward whoever just shouted. Once you're passed them you see that Damian is heading down the hall with a serious scowl on his face. You make your way to him and duck to safety behind him. 
"Unless both of you want your asses kicked, I suggest that you both leave," Damian warns Vinci with a growl. 
Marcel grabs Giovonni's arm and encourages him to leave. Vinci nods in frustration and both of them head off. Damian waits for them to be out of sight before he turns to you. 
"You okay?" Damian asks you in a calmer tone. 
"Yeah, I'm fine." You nod. "I...thank you for that." You thank him. "But I don't need this." 
Damian nods but doesn't walk off just yet. "I know. You don't want anything to do with Judgment Day. I get it." He informs you. "That's not what this is about." 
"Then what is it?" You reply sheepishly. "Because I've got no clue why'd you have any interest in me that doesn't have to do with the fact that Dominik is my cousin." You admit. 
Damian chuckles and shrugs. "Maybe I just think you're pretty." He suggests. "No ulterior motives needed then, right?" He jokes. 
"Right." A small smile plays on your lips. "Thank you again, Damian." You thank him once more. "And sorry about acting like a frigid bitch last night." 
"It's alright." Damian nods. "You were having a bad night. I get it." 
You laugh to yourself and shake your head. "More like a bad year. But yeah." You correct him. 
"Awe, you'll pick it back up soon." Damian chuckles. "You just need the right confidence boost is all." 
"Right, well when you figure out where I can get one of those, let me know." You joke. "Anyway, I better get back to the locker room." You nod down the hall. 
Damian nods and steps out of the way to let you pass him. "Y/N, wait up. Get a drink with me after the show?" He asks you. 
"Damian." You bite your lip. "Rhea and Dominik...:
"They don't have to know." Damian replies. "No one does." 
You mull it over for a moment, knowing that you're playing a dangerous game right now. "...Yeah, okay. One drink." You ultimately decide to give in and get that drink. 
"Great." Damian smiles. "Meet me at the hotel bar at 11." 
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ethereal-maia · 4 months
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Maia’s 100 Celebration!!!
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Hi guys! I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’ve reached 100 followers! I’ve been on this site for maybe two years, and I’ve met so so many lovely people. Thank you all so much for following me and being some of the best people I know. I’ve decided to host a celebration in honor of this, and also bc I’ve always wanted to do one bc I think they’re rlly cool and a vv cute idea. Let the games begin!
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Send me any of the following, and I’ll complete it the best I can!
❀ amelie - I’ll make you a moodboard based off of your blog/how I see you! (If you want specific colors please lmk ^^)
✿ wendy - I’ll make you a playlist!
❀ dorothea - I’ll give you a recommendation for a music artist/book/tv show/song! (Reverse dorothea is also allowed, this means you give me a recommendation and I’ll look into it!)
✿ sonya alone - Give me a song and I’ll rate it out of 10! (hi @lost-in-reveriie I hope it’s ok I took this one but I loved the idea)
❀ thérèse - I’ll draw you smth! Feel free to recommend what it should be, if you don’t I’ll just answer with a silly doodle from my sketchbook :D
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You can send me as many as you like! Thank you all so much and have fun! Thank you again to @lost-in-reveriie for letting me borrow the format for this post!! The event is open for asks until January is over xx
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tagging some mutuals:
@lost-in-reveriie @thepatriarchykeychain @bookns @jewelledmoths @crowleybrekkers @rissipluto @swiftie-as-a-coursing-river @gotosleepsydney @recklessandyoung @iselenepani @sugarfoodie @lighttupthiswholetown @imperpetuallylost @imobsessedwiththeatre @loveisaseriousmentaldisease @tellme-o-muse @theladyinwhite13 @svnflowermoon @pealeii @ace-of-geeks @waitingforthesunrise @hamliza-trash @bbredit @lighttupthiswholetown @mooregan07 @musicals-and-mushrooms @mesmerizedmadeline + anyone I am forgetting!! 💛💥✨
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lingeringscars · 1 year
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in a modern verse, sonya actually would be a girl scout.
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summerwritesfics · 7 months
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🍓No Tricks, Only Treats
Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 1316 Words Rating: Teen Warnings: Costume Party, Halloween, Halloween Costumes, Halloween Party, Fluff, Bunny Girl Outfits, Kuai Is A Cutie Pie, Hanzo Has Vague memories Of Either MKvsDC or Injustice (whichever you prefer lmao) @anyfandomfluffbingo: Costume Party
Summary: Hanzo & Kuai Liang attend Johnny’s Halloween party.
AFG Fluff Bingo Masterlist
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Notes: Heeeyyyyy Happy Halloween :) I was looking through my bingo prompts because tbh, I need to really start working on them, and I realised this prompt was perfect for a short little Halloween fic! So, enjoy!
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Halloween was an oddity to Hanzo.
He didn’t really get the point of it if he was being honest. Trick and treating, while he could understand it being fun for kids, didn’t really sound appealing to him. Dressing in silly costumes even less so.
But when Johnny Cage invited you to a party, it was very hard to say no. Especially with Kuai Liang extremely enthusiastic about the idea, wanting to experience as much of what a normal life would feel like as possible. The fact that it was a costume party just seemed to excite Kuai more. He’d never worn a costume to a party before, the idea so novel that he’d been basically talking about it non-stop. The kids had offered to take him shopping for one and he’d eagerly agreed.
Hanzo hadn’t gone with them, and hadn’t seen Kuai’s costume yet. Due to their schedules they were also arriving to the party separately. He wondered what ridiculous outfit they’d managed to persuade Kuai to buy. He’d heard Cassandra pitch some ice queen outfit from some animated movie, but if that was the direction they’d gone in he didn’t know.
Hanzo himself had just gone kind of simple, and a little classic according to Johnny Cage. His pirate costume had been relatively inexpensive, and it was not exactly good quality, but he hadn’t wanted to spend a lot on something he was going to use once. The other guests' costumes seemed to vary in effort. Cassandra and Jacqueline had gone all out with quite intricate outfits. Supposedly they were a pair of supervillain lesbians, but Hanzo had no idea what they were referring to. Then you had Sonya, who’d thrown a bit of fake blood onto a blouse and called herself a zombie. According to Johnny, that was her outfit every year.
“Nice costume, Grandmaster,” a voice broke him out of his musings. He turned to find Kung Jin standing next to him.
“Thank you.” Hanzo looked Kung Jin up and down. He wasn’t completely sure on what Jin’s costume was, but given it was green and he had a bow and arrow he could make somewhat of an educated guess. “Are you meant to be Robin Hood?”
“I’m Green Arrow!” Jin sounded offended at the idea he was anything but this “Green Arrow” person. “Anyone would think you’ve never read a comic book or something.”
“Uh huh,” Hanzo sarcastically hummed. So he was also a superhero then. Seemed the kids were going for a theme.
From the corner of his eye, someone else peered around him. Even with an almost full face mask on, Hanzo could tell it was Takeda.
“I’m Batman,” he announced, putting on a gruff voice that made Jin burst into laughter.
“See, now, Batman I know,” Hanzo told Jin, lazily pointing at Takeda. “I don’t like him, but I know him.”
“What?” Takeda exclaimed, dropping the voice and standing straight. “How can you hate Batman?”
“I just have a weird feeling about him.” It was like something had happened in a past life in relation to the caped crusader. Which was absolutely ridiculous when he thought about it. Batman was a fictional character and didn’t exist, so the feeling was completely irrational. Still, something about it made him uneasy. He cleared his throat and quickly changed the subject with “so, what? Did you four convince Kuai Liang to be a superhero as well?”
“Nah, we let him do his own thing.” Takeda made a dismissive motion with his hand. “He seemed happy with what he got though.”
“Think you’ll be happy with it too,” Jin quietly chuckled as he took a sip of his drink. Hanzo couldn’t help but eye him suspiciously.
“What did you guys let him buy?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at Jin. He could just imagine that Kuai was about to walk in wearing the most absurd thing the kids could convince him to buy.
Jin bit his lip and smirked, “oh. You’ll see.” He then pointed across the room. “In fact, he’s here.”
Hanzo looked around just in time to see Kuai Liang walking into the party. His jaw dropped at what he saw.
Kuai Liang in what Hanzo could only describe as a bunny girl outfit.
He watched as Kuai was greeted by Johnny and Sonya, both clearly amused by what Kuai was wearing. It was a light blue bodysuit without straps and fishnet tights. He had a pair of bunny ears perched on his head, a small ball of fluff attached to his ass like a tail, and to top it all off a pair of high heel shoes the same colour as the bodysuit. Hanzo could feel his face getting hot, he completely understood Jin’s snide comment. Kuai did have a habit of wearing revealing clothing but this was the furthest he’d ever gone in public before.
“Have fun~” Jin sang in a teasing way, reaching under Hanzo’s chin and closing his mouth, teeth loudly clacking together. Hanzo glared at him, but Jin just laughed in his face. All Hanzo could do in retaliation was watch as Jin and Takeda walked away.
“Hanzo,” Kuai greeted cheerfully as he made his way over. The bright smile on his face was a beautiful sight. Even if Hanzo had originally had reservations about coming to the party, it was worth it to see Kuai experiencing pure joy from something so silly and simple. “I like your costume.”
“Ah. And I like yours,” Hanzo admitted, taking a better look at it now Kuai was closer. God damn he pulls it off a little too well. “Was this your idea or the kids?”
“A little of both,” Kuai explained with a sheepish grin. “I wanted to but wasn’t sure and they convinced me.”
It occurred to Hanzo that the kids' encouragement was probably an effort to make Hanzo flustered. Kenshi had warned him the group were on the warpath to break past the “Grandmaster Grumpyface” persona. He supposed this time, they actually won. He glanced across the room at them, where the four were now grouped together, watching Kuai and Hanzo, giggling to themselves over their victory.
They are the worst Superhero group I’ve ever seen. 
“Apparently Sonya is jealous because my legs are nicer than hers,” Kuai continued, holding one of the aforementioned limbs up as emphasis. Hanzo snorted at that. “Her words, not mine, to clarify.”
“Well, I do agree with her, you do have fantastic legs.” Hanzo cleared this throat slightly as he stared at the body parts in question. “As well as other assets.”
“Other ass-ets?” Kuai questioned, stressing that particular part of the word, making it obvious what he thought Hanzo was getting at.
“That’s not what I meant,” Hanzo clarified with a huff. Kuai just tilted his head at him. “I mean don’t get me wrong that part of you is magnificent but it’s not the only part of you that is.”
The grin on Kuai’s face just emphasised the point. It made all the features on his face light up and just proved how beautiful he was. Hanzo couldn’t help himself, he lent forward to press a kiss on the tip of Kuai’s nose. Kuai snorted and pulled back slightly while gently pushing Hanzo away, which was exactly the kind of reaction he was looking for.
“Want to go get a drink?” He asked casually, trying to resist another kiss as Kuai’s cheeks were turning red.
“Hm, I could do with one.” Kuai lent forward slightly, bracing a hand against Hanzo’s collarbone. “Lead the way, Captain.”
Hanzo rolled his eyes in jest, but held out his arm so Kuai could link with his. Kuai gladly accepted, letting Hanzo guide both of them. The night was young, and as long as Kuai Liang had a good time, Hanzo was happy to indulge him until he decided it was over.
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