Interrupting Falin talk to bring you the scene that shows why Laios really great autistic representation and why Shuro is the worst. he's a well written character but I hate him
Hi hii thats me again reflexing on your Kai headcanons yayy
How do you think could Kai have identity crisis at some point due to him being a 'halfbreed'? Yeah I understand that kfp is a world of anthropomorphic animals and nations don't really work in our sense but still xd I mean, (back to one of your writings) in childhood he used to be not treated well because of his mongolian roots. Later I think he could have struggled a little if the side he choose to fight (on?by?with? -m not native srry) is the right one. His ancestors from both sides have been historical enemies for generations, Kai probably had a lot to think about
I have a lot of headcanons and thoughts about this specific topic, so I'll try to summarize it as best as I can: to answer it straight: yes and no- it depended on context.
Warning: racism, some foul language
In my headcanons Kai joined up with the Immortal Army (what the Qin state army called themselves), at one point trying to put an emperor Candidate named Lord Bohai into power.
They fought against not only enemy mongolian tribes, but also the huns and the other Chinese states with their armies and emperor candidates, as well as various warlords attempting to seize power at this tumultuous period in history.
Khaltmaa's herd wasn't apart of the coalition of clans that attacked China- they were just traders, a family of nomads moving place to place- they actually left Mongolia to escape the fighting that was going on at the time, and came to the Qin state because it's immense military strength made it relatively stable; however, because they were Mongolian, they were treated only a little better than the enemy clans- “painted with the same brush”, you know how ignorant people are.
Kai received a lot of discrimination and abuse in the army because of this, and they actually blamed his bloodlust and sadism on his mongolian blood, which filled Kai with shame, knowing his mother and her family were peaceful, kind, civilized people from a rich culture; but Kai rose up the ranks quickly to escape the abuse, and flaunted his heritage as an act of defiance. He and Oogway bonded over their foreign backgrounds, because Oogway also suffered similarly, especially from General Jiahao, who never missed an opportunity to make remarks:
To Kai: “Your father must have either been desperate or a sick kind of pervert, to mix good Chinese blood with that of a savage whore; and look what such an ill-fated mating created.”
And for Oogway:
"What islander dribble are you speaking, now? You came all the way over the seas from your speck of dirt in the ocean, and you can't learn how to speak our language properly? Are all the tortoises where you come from slow in mind as well?"
It didn't help matters when they actually went to fight those mongolian clans. There was talk of Kai joining in with his "breathren", or feeling guilt for cutting down his "cousins" in battle; Kai had no relations in these clans, but it wouldn’t help to explain it. Of course, once Kai and Oogway became warlords, they never heard such talk again.
Stolen Sanguine AU// aka Vlad totally isn't a child stealing lunatic slighted by a betrayal in his past// aka a tale of two siblings; a human kidnapped & protectively raised by an obsessive vampire, and a vampire turned right under the noses of his equally obsessive vampire hunter parents.
Ft. Daddy! Kai AU: Yuelong is 16 now, and thinks it's time to grow a beard to signify his first steps into manhood- but his father seems to think otherwise.
“What's wrong with your face?”
It had been so sudden, so angry, that Yuelong started and turned. His father was glaring at him, his cup half way lifted to his frown.
There was a brief moment of confusion, in which Yuelong rubbed his stubble in thought. He traced his father’s glare, and then understanding came.
“...My beard?” He asked.
His father snorted again. “That’s not a beard,” he said, “that’s peach fuzz, at best. This is a beard.” And stroked his.
He put his cup down and placed his arm on the table, leaning towards him. “What right do you think you have to grow one? You’re no bull. You’re still a calf.”
Yuelong felt his face flush with anger. His ears folded back into his mane, turning pink at their edges. “I have my horns.”
Kai made an explosive noise between a scoff and an outright laugh. He got up and stood before his son. He towered over him easily, and Yuelong had to admit that there was a bit of sharpness to that point. Kai sharpened it further by grabbing one of Yuelong’s horns and shaking it roughly- shaking Yuelong’s head with it- until he felt almost dizzy.
“You call these horns? These little dull nubs? You haven’t even grown into your ears yet, boy.”
Yuelong pulled himself out of his father’s grasp and glared up at him. His ears hid under his mane self-consciously. “I’ve grown enough.”
Kai raised his brows at him archly. “Oh, you think? Care to prove it?”
And then his forehead crashed into Yuelong’s. Yuelong stood firm, thankfully, having locked the special tendons in his legs, but the impact nearly sent him rocking on his heels, nonetheless. He felt a shock radiate through his skull to his horn tips, a pounding dizziness swirling through a minor torrent of pain, and then his vision cleared. He grunted and pushed back as best he could- but pushing against his father was like trying to move a boulder upstream a rushing river. Kai snorted in amusement.
“It’s like that, huh?” He headbutted his son again, and this time he did go stumbling back. Yuelong rubbed his forehead with a wince. Kai crossed the courtyard and picked up one of the training spears from off a rack, and then tossed one to him.
“Here, take this.”
Despite his slight disorientation Yuelong caught it deftly. He looked at it, and then up at his father.
Kai pointed the blade at him. “If I win, I'm shaving that shit off your face.”