Bi-Han: Pretty boy at dawn, Handsome man at night

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Bi-Han: Pretty boy at dawn, Handsome man at night
A normal day in Madam Bo's restaurant...
my english is bad
It is difficult to watch a person who, for their ambitions and thirst for power, commits terrible acts. He seems to have forgotten that family is an inviolable fortress. He not only betrays his family - his brother and adopted brother, but also ruthlessly fights against them. Yes, he did not directly kill his father, but his hands are indirectly involved in his demise, becoming the key Grandmaster of the clan. As a result, he begins to undermine the ideals and teachings that his father established.
His heart darkens under the influence of vanity and greed. The sparkle of familial attachment fades in his eyes, replaced by the cruel fire of ambition. He becomes a prisoner of his own selfish desires, willing to sacrifice everything to achieve his goals. He surrenders himself to the dark side and loses himself, becoming a being devoid of his own humanity, becoming a strong and fearless warrior among the ranks of the MK, but remaining alone like a shadow, aspiring to be in the likeness of Noob Saibot.
We are the Lin Kuei, more stealthful than the night, more deadly than the dawn! (sector to smoke)
Titan Shang Tsung and alt! Liu Kang based on "The Kiss" by Klimt
Jealousy
Notes: reader, jealousy, friendship.
Info: I know I owe the second part of “You will never be her.” I'll try to finish it this week, but I decided to do two alternative endings.
After the fierce battle everyone stayed with the monks on the land, although I belonged there, I thought I could approach Syzoth and Ashrah to welcome them and serve as their guide.
From the first moment I saw Syzoth I felt impressed, attracted, and I believed that he felt the same or something similar, at least that's what I thought.
Mischievous smiles, light touches of our hands, long night talks. Everything was perfect the first month of his stay, my friendship with Ashrah also blossomed, I even felt like she was a confidant.
But suddenly, the closer I got to Syzoth, the more I noticed that he and her were spending more time together each day.
Suddenly she was talking to me about him, and he was also talking about her... typical stupid questions from those in love with her...
"Y/n, what do you think, Syzoth?" “Y/n, do you think Ashrah likes flowers? What would you give a girl? What would you like someone to give you?"
That last question Syzoth asked me almost made me vomit, my stomach turned and a lump formed in my throat.
Soon the questions and praising comments Ashrah had towards Syzoth numbed me, I stopped seeing her as a friend, I stopped talking to Syzoth, my jealousy was eating away at me, three months of this! She made me sick. Why were we united? Why her and not me? Gods, she looked pathetic at those toxic questions.
I focused on training, and little by little I distanced myself, but I had anger in me... anger for no reason since no one rules people's hearts, my daily talks with the one who was my best friend stopped, I even avoided him. her and not even speak. of Reptile.
One morning she was about to go to training and I couldn't help but see Ashrah, although she always tried to get closer to me, I had an excuse ready to avoid her... I never saw the pain in her at my actions. Out of nowhere Syzoth appears with a beautiful bouquet of flowers and approaches me.
“Hello y/n, I miss chatting with you and I would like to ask you something, you have been very distant but before… do you think these flowers…”
“Would Ashrah like them? You can't go and just give it to him! I don't know what the hell she likes the demons! Now if she doesn't bother you, get out of my sight!"
I sounded so pathetic, I only realized that until I saw everyone's face, and I ran away, as fast as I could, almost on the verge of crying from the shame of my actions, from the pain of not being reciprocated.
I hurt my best friend, the only one I ever had.
It wasn't until she followed me and she managed to catch up to me that I came to my senses.
"What have I done to you?! You despise me and hate me out of nowhere! What the hell is wrong with you y/n? You weren't like that! Or did you trick me into believing that you were my friend? Is this how they are in the earth?" Six months later I was with my best friend Ashrah, choosing the fabric for my wedding dress to marry the new emissary of Empress Mileena, to marry my lizard, the man I loved.
character study of MK’s johnny cage
just liked how these turned out
“So witches are a thing here. Who knew?” Raiden tried to say, getting a very dirty look from Kenshi.
“We're in a world where demons, gods, and magic exist, and no one thought witches existed?” the Japanese asked, the tone of someone who was so done with everyone's shit.
Kung Lao admitted, “If you put it that way…”
“The fact is that witches are a rarity. Haven't seen one in over a hundred years,” Smoke explained to the others. “Who knew my brother and Cage would meet one on a mission?”
“Actually, who thought it was a good idea to send your brother with Cage?” Raiden asked, probably saying the first smart thing of the day.
“To be honest, Cage wasn't supposed to go. The mission was mine. Just…today wasn't a good day to spend too much time with Bi-Han, if you know what I mean.”
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