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Kabal x Reader: Usual Visit

~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Pleasure doing business with ya as always, Flash." The red eyed Aussie grins wickedly at Kabal after handing him today's cut. The fast man smirks beneath the mask, counting through his pay like a child in triumph after doing such simple allowance.

Simple tasks such as terrorizing and killing a few people for Kano due to late fees they never paid back. How unfortunate for them, but to Kabal - and definitely Kano - a job is a job.

"Don't spend it all on hooks and hookers." Kano joked before dismissing Kabal off.

"Right," Kabal scoffed with amusement. "I have better things to spend it on." Without giving Kano the chance to pretend to be interested enough to ask, Kabal dashed off in his usual abnormal speed. Far outside the clan, he runs to a big house on a hill. Thank the gods, no cars were outside, and he's willing to bet there isn't one inside the garage.

Carefully, he walks around the house to the back and knocks on a specific window.

...

You peered at the window, putting down your brush and walking to see who it was. Pushing the blinds away, you smile happily to see your masked friend. Opening the window with a little struggle, you greet him. "Kabal!" You lean over to kiss his cheek affectionately. If only you see the goofy, flustered smirk beneath his mask.

"Hey, Y/n! Doing well today?" He asks charmingly.

"Fine as usual. I don't take my medication until about an hour, so I'm not drowsy yet." You shrug with an aloof hint. But you didn't want to bring down the mood. "What did you do today? Beat any bad guys?!" Your eyes sparkled, hoping he has a cool story on how great of a hero he is.

"Ehh, just a few." Kabal says, tilting his hand side to side. "No one too powerful, but I still got a good amount of money from it." The boasting continues. You were slightly disappointed, not because there wasn't much of a story today, but-

"I thought heroes don't get paid." You murmur with furrowed brows. You folded your arms on the window frame and rested your chin, looking at him, downed.

"Well, yeah- but I need to eat too, you know?"

"I guess." You agree with the easy excuse, much to his relief.

"I've actually forgot something for you! I'll be back in not even three seconds." Kabal promises. You lifted your head up and raised an eyebrow at him. It feels like a dare.

"Really? One-"

A gust of wind flew through your hair as Kabal rushes off, your heart skipping a beat or two before he suddenly appears back with a small bouquet of flowers. He makes sure to rip the price tag off before you notice. "Sorry, a few of the petals came off on the way back." He hands his gift to you.

The flowers were still pretty nevertheless. They brought a warm smile to your face, the joy radiating from you to Kabal. "They're beautiful! Thanks!"

"No problem. Is there something else I can do for you?"

Setting your gift gently aside, you thought for a moment. "Well, father doesn't let me order food online. For awhile, I've been wanting to try that bakery from down-" You weren't given the chance to finish your sentence before he rushes off again.

Briefly he returns with a fancy bag for you. Inside was a fancy plastic box of macarons - and you knew those were pricy - along with fresh strawberries, covered in chocolate. One of your favorite treats that made you disregard sadness. "Ohh, thank you so much, Kabal. I'll go get my-"

"No need, princess." Kabal 'humbly' raises his hand. "It's my treat to treat you."

You softly coo at him before you hear the garage open. Readjusting your gown you stood up, alerted. "My dad's back. You should probably go now." You warn him. He nods and steps back.

"I'll visit you again soon, okay?"

"Okay." You smile once more. "Thank you for stopping by."

Kabal takes off before he gets caught. As for you, you hid the flowers somewhere. Before you hid your treats, you took one out to eat it before hiding it.

What an admirable hero Kabal is. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Shang Tsung x Witch Reader: I've Changed

Context: After finally escaping the void, Shang slips from supervision briefly to meet and request the help of an old friend. (Shaky ass friendship ngl) ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The old wooden clock on the wall ticks, filling the only sound in the empty shop. The short hand lines with the tenth hour, making you relieved to flip your sign close. Another easy day done at your little potion store. Despite the little shack being a bit older and you get few customers each day, you were always proud of your progress.

You were proud to say you changed, once a typical barbaric witch, anew to a positive person. You stopped damning people with cruel spells and toxic potions, now you sold mostly healing/soothing ones, along giving spare lessons to those who wish to learn witchcraft. Sometimes, it's the other way around. There's always new things to learn.

Sweeping the dust off the creaking floorboards, you were startled as you were about to trip over a black ball of fur. "Oh- Raven! Jeez, I didn't see you." A meow was in response, your kitten peeking up at you, the only eye he has shining.

Gently you shooed him away so you could finish sweeping. "I'll give you a snack once I'm done, go on now." You tapped his bottom and chuckle when he runs off.

The welcome chimes of your door ring, abruptly distracting you. "Store's closed!" You groan out. Ugh, can't they see the sign? You kept your thoughts to yourself.

Slow footsteps sounded closer to you. "My, just look at you." That voice! You peer up to see an old face, literally and figuratively. Your hand released the ratchet broom, letting it hit the floor. You felt some sort of nostalgia, yet confusion. "Shang Tsung? All these years... where have you been?" You step closer to him.

The old man explains. His disappearance was caused by the Titaness Kronika after having no use for him any longer, casted outside the realms in some prison. All those years in his absence, you missed him prior to your change, but now he's here. The sorcerer grabs your hand, kissing it gently. One of his ways on showing affection to you when you both were still a duo of despair. "You've aged well." He comments.

Now, he focuses on the old shop. "So while I was missing, you put your devotion into this worn down hut?" The sorcerer asks. You can hear the hidden mockery in his voice. He looks at the potions on the shelves, and you knew he would find them comical. None of them were labelled poison or dangerous, all such themed beneficial items. Part of him was worried you would go soft.

"Yeah, business is well." You state, defending your dignity. "The store's closed, and I still have errands tonight, so I can't quite catch up with you at the mome-"

"I came here for your help, Y/n." Shang Tsung interrupts. Picking up a pinkish elixir, he glances at you with tease. "Love potions?"

"That's for serotonin releases." You remove the bottle from his distrustful hands. You knew he's joking, but it's distasteful. "Love potions are vile. It's no better than going to a bar and spiking someone's drink." You explain in disgust, yet Shang still carries his smirk.

He hasn't changed, of course. I miss him, but I need him to leave. "What do you need?"

"I need your spells, your power, Y/n. The ones that always brought great suffering to those. But great amusement to us." He rubs his gray beard as he requests apathetically. "I plan to keep working with Raiden and Fujin up to Kronika's Keep. If everything goes as my plan, I can rule over many worlds. We can rule over many worlds."

"No." You shake your head immediately. "I'm past all of that. I use my powers and knowledge for good now and I hope that is something you respect. Feel free to do whatever you like, but count me out."

The man is unsurprise, but presses on with you. "Changed for the better? What happened to you?"

"I found faith in the Elder Gods." You shrug. "Along with that, I feel disgusted with my former self. Not that you'd get it, but all those people we hurt..." You cringed and turn away from him in utter shame.

"I assume you're disgusted with me too?" Shang asks.

"Well, yeah, but it's not like you'd stop. And I can't stop you neither."

He agrees with you. Harming others was like his number one hobby other than evil schemes. But if you really have a change in heart, he wouldn't force you. "It saddens me to see that wicked heart turn gold. Oh well. When I get Kronika's throne to myself, I'll have your place beside me - if you want." He offers, circling you with his charming glance. You gave him an annoyed look like he didn't actually heed you.

"You don't have to hurt anyone." He raises his hands. "But you could end up the best enchantress across universes, or better yet, a titaness beside me."

"No, sorcerer." You sigh and deny him again. "I'm happy here. You're my friend, but I don't think I'd be comfortable on the side of a villain. It's fine enough if I just focus on my own thing."

"Very well." He steps back and bows. "I shall be going now before someone notices my disappearance. After my goals, I will return to you just for friendly measures. We didn't speak for a long period after all."

"Okay." A huge part of you wasn't rooting for it, but you were fine with chatting with a friend time to time. "And if you don't and end up fading out of existence, it was always nice having you - minus the malicious activities."

"Likewise, my friend. You were always a fantastic woman." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N for both Wattpad/Tumblr. Mostly just a vent but:

 1. I feel the writer's block coming :') future writings are expected to have less quality as I'm running out of ideas and motivation. I literally had to go back to posting every 6 days instead of 3 so I don't end up running out of posts.

2. A friendly reminder - I'M NOT TAKING REQUESTS.

 Not trying to pick at anyone but there's 2 places on both Wattpad + Tumblr that says I'm not doing request, yet people will still request a fic. I admit, I will leave those on read until they message me more times which makes me more annoyed. 

I'm down for fun questions/ discussions when I have the time, like if someone wants to talk about our lord and savior, Fujin. But I repeat one last time, I'm not making fics for anyone. You have better authors that will be happy to write for you.

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[Old]Erron Black x SF Reader

----------------------------- "Come on, Y/n, you look great!" Cassie snickered at you, secretly snapping a picture of you wearing...whatever the hell the females in the Black Dragon wear. Jacqui was still working on your outfit, trying not to laugh or make a comment.

"Cassie. I look like a whore." You blinked at her, unhappy about the whole situation.

You were dressed up like this because of a damn mission. And part of this was the plan. The Special Forces picked up suspicious activity happening in the Black Dragon, and your friend, Cassie, had the idea to have YOU get a disguise and go in. Since, you're anonymous to them.

At first it was suppose to be a joke, all of a sudden the general thought it was a good idea. Bad thing is, you didn't get a say in the plan. So now you're on your own. Good luck.

You exited the truck at the entrance of  the Black Dragon's camp. You were aware you weren't going to come back out alive, and free, but you see your two friends still laughing at your outfit.

"Good luck with the investigation, Y/n!" Jacqui cried in laughter, in the truck. "God, I have to send this to the boys!" Cassie said beside her. The truck sped off, leaving you to your mission. Thanks. You rolled your eyes.

You continued your path towards the center of the camp, already disgusted by the amount of trash there is. You had to watch out for broken beer bottles. It would be a shame if you already got injured within the first 20 seconds of your mission.

But then again, you were supposed to be a hacker, you worked indoors, not out.

You managed to make it to the center of camp. You observed the amount of black markets displayed everywhere in the large crowd of people. Now if you could just remain anonymous.

You spotted an isolated path that may keep you hidden. You may have a disguise, but what if it brought the wrong type of attention. You secretly went to it and started doing your spying.

You looked around to see any suspicious activity before you heard some loud conversation about Special Forces. Bingo! Maybe this'll answer all the questions.

There was nothing too useful in the conversation, just some bitching about Sonya and her ex. But then something came inA "Something for the special scums, Kano is plannin' to-"

Unfortunately, you couldn't hear the rest of the sentence. In fact, you got dragged way back from where you were. You weren't a good fighter either, but you were about to put up a fight.

A covered hand was quickly pressed against your mouth, preventing you to make any sound, as for the other arm, wrapped around your stomach to reduce your struggles.

"Now, now, princess, I'm doin' you a favor to not attract any attention. These aren't the type of guys that'll exactly...'help' you." Some man with a country accent spoke.

He had a point. You were on enemy territory. You stopped struggling, wanting to know who this strange, kinda charismatic, man is. He did let you go, believing you were calm.

You examined your attacker. Tall, country accent,  literally a cow boy, THE INFAMOUS ERRON BLACK?! Your e/c eyes widen, as your heart stopped.

"What's wrong? You look like you seen a ghost." Erron tilted his head to the side. "Y-You're Erron Black!" You stuttered. "Yes I am. And I suppose you're not from around here. State where you're from."

You silently gasped as you saw him rest his hand near his gun. You didn't know what to do in this position. Either way, you were probably going to die.

"I'm dead anyways, what's the point in telling you?" You grew a small pair and said. "Heh, Special Forces got a loyal one." How the hell-

"They weren't too slick dropping you off on our camp. Besides, don't you think you went a little overboard with the disguise?" You got tensed with his question, as he was observing your very explicit outfit. "I'll have you know this wasn't my idea! I would never dress like this in any occasion!"

"Well then," Erron adjusted his hat. "I see no point in taking your life. Besides, I'm already starting to like you. Come with me." You froze once more. Erron Black wants me to come with him?? Am I lucky or unlucky?

Erron noticed you weren't budging. "Do you want to go out there and get yourself hurt?" He asked. You focused back on him before doing what he said.

"So what's your name?" He smirked at you. "Uh, Y/n L/n." You answered, unsure if that was a good idea.

"Okay, Ms. Y/n, what do you do in the Special Forces?" Why is he asking me these questions? "I'm one of their hackers."

You stopped your tracks,  now wondering what was going on. "Where are you taking me?" You wrapped your arms around yourself, getting scared. "I'm escorting you out of here. It would be a shame if you end up in those filthy brothels, or maybe part of you is being sold." He said, keeping the same charming tone.

This...disturbed you. "Thanks." You said shyly. "No problem, my lady."

At the exit of camp, Erron turned towards you. "I gotta say, the next time I come across you, I'll probably keep you with me." He winked. You blushed, rolling your eyes at him. "Thanks for not shooting me." You sarcastically said.

"You're welcome." He walked back towards the broken fence. "Also, when your friends return, tell them to keep one eye open while sleeping." Erron said before tilted his head in a goodbye before walking off.

You blinked at his request before sitting down, thinking about how you made no progress while in here. I tried to tell them it wouldn't work out. *Sigh* I actually hope I see Erron next time, he's pretty cute.

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Nightwolf x Adopted Reader: Flashback

Flashback sequel of the Windwolf one-shot I did :)

Warning: I'm gonna be vague with this one, but reader's backstory is dark. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Somewhere underground, you followed behind in the dark passage. The cold air singed your nose as you quietly observed your surroundings, disgusted, but not surprised at the filth. It still beats being stationed at some ran down motel for at least ten hours overnight. Though, anything would beat that.

Peeking around your small group, you stopped at a metal door with two thugs with guns assigned as guards. Briefly, all of you were let in. You did your usual bidding and stood back so you weren't in anybody's way. Not like you'd want that anyway.

"Look alive a little, sweetheart. We won't be here that long." Your employer walked past, letting his hand guide your chin up. You didn't even want to look at him for more than three seconds. He only chuckles lowly at your silence before continuing on, crowding with the other men.

You let out a hollow sigh. Fading from everything in thought, you couldn't even eavesdrop to the boisterous discussion amongst the ruffians. Nothing that was ever talked about around you interests you in the slightest, unless it involved you somehow, which always gets your heart racing.

BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP!

Everything flashed red. You were nearly scared half to hell by the loud alarm, along with a few of the men. The guards with shades and bandanas for masked nodded at each other before sprinting out the room with their rifles readied.

"Aye, what the hell is going on?!" One of the dealers spoked with annoyance.

"Don't tell me that bastard actually came back for his precious trash." Another spoke with mockery.

Trash? Curiosity turns your head to see what they were even talking about. You could make out a box filled with somewhat old items. They look historical and from a Native American tribe. They were obviously stolen and perhaps the owner came to retrieve them, trespassing and making someone trigger the alarm.

"Let Kano and the others handle it. We have guns and explosives. But are you buying or what?"

Uneasiness aroused in you, making you stir around anxiously, wanting to leave. Then, loud gunshots and yelling were heard.

The men all looked nervously at the door, but you cowered to under a table, loathing the noise of violence distributing outside. It's like whatever danger was terrorizing the system lurked near to your location.

Whomever it is, they only just want their belongings back! They shouldn't hurt me... Or are they also bloodthirsty for revenge of their stolen things? You try thinking rationally, but panic was swallowing you up.

The door of the room was being loudly banged on and it sounded like the intruder was well armed too. You knew the door was going to falter fast, and everyone else ran around the room, preparing themself.

"For fuck sake! How did he make it past all those useless assholes?!"

"Nevermind that. Do we have any guns in here?"

"A few pistols, but some of us will just need to use anything for a weapon."

The banging on the door got louder, and you covered your ears, shutting your eyes as well. Yet, everything was too loud. Your rapid heartbeat. The shouts of the men ready to attack, but all failing to do so, letting out pained screams despite the many gunshots they fired.

It's just like a bad dream. The scary being is unstoppable.

Taking your hands off your ears, you instead covered your mouth with them. You couldn't breathe from all the terror, and you were afraid he might hear your hyperventilating, even with the alarm.

Everyone is dead, so all he could do is take his things and leave, right? You took a quick look at the blood and bodies in the distance. You can see where he stands, his boots covered with red and his jeans.

You didn't know if you were exactly heartbroken for the fallen, especially the one you call your employer. You didn't see him, nor did you want to. The resentful part of you always wish he did get hurt.

But this... You just weren't expecting it.

He was surely taking forever to grab and go, so you thought you had a chance to scramble from beneath the table and rush out the broken door, but the moment you stand, the dangerous man turns with quick reflexes, holding up two green glowing tomahawks ready to take down another.

That's when you first saw each other.

No! No! You've stumbled back, your mind playing a brief preview of your life. From the moments of the joyous little time you had with your parents, to ending up in a place that made you soon realized you weren't wanted, to befriending the employer, and then the first motel experience. All the others after was just dull.

Still, it was enough to make your eyes prickle with tears.

The man's eyes looked down to observe you fast, but his face and posture softens up upon the sight of you. He takes a few steps closer to you to observe better in the dimmed, red flashing light that was admittedly getting annoying.

"Get away from me!" You spat out, clutching your fists, backing up and pushing the table that you forgot was there only marginally.

The scene could be compared to a small, frightened kitten puffing itself up at the much larger predator, though it was useless.

"You're young... You don't belong here." His voice was surprisingly warm, making you a bit calm, but still on high alert. How did he get back a lot of men with big guns with just two small axes?

"You have nothing to fear from me, little one. Please let me free you from this hell." He softly pleas, hooking a tomahawk to his belt and offering out his hand.

Looking at his palm, you reacted hesitantly. This man... is nice. You weren't new to kindness, but you knew better that you'd end up in debt with him for it. But enough debating with yourself right now. This is a chance to be free for the moment.

---Time Skip---

After plenty of walking, far, FAR from the Black Dragon market, he finally settles down at a waiting camp in the forest. He sets aside the now retrieved artifacts and rests on a log, gesturing for you to do the to the one beside him, and you listen.

Both of you were awkwardly quiet, but it oddly makes you more settled.

"What's your name?" You curiously asked.

"I was known as Grey Cloud before being associated with the Black Dragon. Nightwolf after standing against them."

"Nightwolf?" You repeated him and he nods.

"What's yours, little one?" He looks at you with such gentleness.

"Y/n."

Again, the silence rose, and you thought about thanking him, though you were uncomfortable doing it.

"Well... what do you want me to do for you?" You forced yourself to ask. "-Now or later, of course!"

Nightwolf looks at you for a moment, confused on the question and why you don't even look like you were serious on it. When the deep realization reaches surface, he gives you a guilty frown.

"Great Spirit, please guide her," He murmurs, before speaking directly to you. "You have nothing you owe to me or anyone in that matter."

"I was just trying to figure out how to thank you." You look away with shame.

The red face painted hero looked at you with sympathy. "You don't need to. And if you did, a mere 'Thank you' would work."

But I was taught actions speak louder than words...

"Do you have a home? Any parents?" Grey Cloud questions, figuring he could help you get back to most likely worried, loving parents.

Though it wasn't intentional, the question made you frown. "No. I don't think they wanted me around." You sulk, resting your chin on your hands.

That does make things more complicated, Nightwolf thought. He sighs, looking at the pink sun that slowly travels down. "It's almost night. I do have a home with a spare room I'd need to clean, but I will not force you to temporarily stay there if you do not wish to."

You thought about the offer. Nightwolf seems like a good man.

"If you're not comfortable with that, then I will help you find a place that can take care of you."

This made you remember the orphanage, how bad it was and the loneliness and envy you suffered, watching all the good kids get chosen.

"I can just stay with you for a little. You're cool." You decided. Your compliment did bring a smile to his face.

"Very, well. Let's go, Y/n." He offers his hand again, and you took it. Together you walk to a place you could finally rest easy in. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ As you may guess, Nightwolf never looked for a care center, growing fond of you🥰

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Kung Lao x Reader: Do Not The Cat

Context: After a small mission in the Netherrealm, you make it back home with Kung Lao with a secret in your bag. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Returning to your room with your Shaolin boyfriend, you were joyous to relive the familiar scent yet another day. The mission to hell was pretty simple, but still there were a few close calls. Bombarded by starving, scorching devils and nearly tripping over embers into lava. It was quite embarrassing until Lao, who was laughing at you, almost did the same thing, tripping over pebbles and almost eating up karma.

"Today was boring. I wished we done more." Lao huffs, taking off his weapon and laying back in your bed. All you did was roll your eyes, thankful that the dark thunder god didn't command you two to something more reckless.

"Want to make tonight different?" Your man sits up with a mischievous gleam on his face. Boy, was he always like this.

"We just got back!" You retort with some sort of amusement. "Like, can I shower first at least? Damn." You murmur under your breath, but he could still hear.

"So, is that a no or yes? After a shower?"

Scoffing and shaking your head from his silly idiocy, you turn away to take off all your protective gear and weapons. Lao smirks, always finding it funny when he annoys you. In his peripheral vision, he sees some movement from your duffel bag, making his attention go to it.

At first, he thought his mind was playing with him, but he clearly sees and hears something shuffling in there. "Y/n! There's something in your bag!" He calls out, standing from the bed and grabbing his hat defensively.

Oh! How could I forget?? You walk out your bathroom and to your bag with no concern like Lao's. Unzipping it fully open, something leapt into your arms. One look of it screamed out that it's from the Netherrealm.

"By the Gods! What is that?!" Lao's face held fright, pointing his sharpened hat at the hellish creature snuggling in your arms. Studying it more, it seems like a resembled cat, but instead of normal fur, it was made with rocks with small lava flows between the faults. It was somewhat unique, the lava flows portraying the stripes of a tabby cat. But either way, Lao needs to know what that demonic creature was doing in your bag and why it's snuggling in your arms like a normal house pet.

"He was brushing up against my leg when we were about to leave the Netherrealm. I couldn't leave him in such a dreadful place." You fake a pout, gently rocking the cat in your arms like a baby.

"Raiden let you bring it with you?!" The absurd question makes you furrow your eyebrows. "Hell no! That's why I snuck him in my bag. I don't want that tyrant around my child."

"Your child?!" Lao looks at you like the crazy person you are.

"Our child. My bad."

Kung Lao wants to cry inside now. Many questions were raiding him, but he doesn't even know what to say. So, he just stands flabbergasted, watching you play with the cat.

"You know what? I think I'll name you Magmastar. Because I bet you can lead a whole clan of strong cats! Yes, you can!" You coo at Magmastar, whom just purrs roughly, nuzzling against you. You turn to see Lao's judging look, one that makes you feel patronized. "It's a reference to a book series I used to read when I was younger. Don't give me that look."

"Right. What do you think Lord Raiden would say if he sees it?" The monk grimaced at the thought, biting his knuckle.

"He won't, because it's not like I'm gonna do a show and tell, and for as long as he has that stupid amulet, he's not allowed in my home." Your tone is grave. "And I trust you won't rat me out to him." Your eyes looked into his with plea. Is Lao's heart faithful to you, or the red lord, someone who doesn't even treat him nearly as well as Liu Kang?

"Of course I wouldn't, my love." Lao sighs. He can't fathom getting you in trouble with someone dangerous. You smile gratefully at him, walking to him and holding Magmastar out. "He's very nice, I promise."

Setting down his weapon again, he softly smiles back at you. He's nervous, but he trusts your word. He takes the cat gently from you, holding it with cautiousness. It definitely feels rocky just like it looks, and is especially warm. Other than that, the average friendly cat, not wanting to claw your eyes out unlike most Earth cats or anything from hell.

"Wow. This... isn't bad." He holds the fiery feline with more ease and comfort.

....

And after a shower, you walk out in a towel seeing Kung Lao asleep with your Magmastar curled up on his stomach. Cute! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Today, I say the science will not science because the very flammable cat - made of burning rocks with a few lava stripes - doesn't hurt if you cuddle/pet it!

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Nightwolf x Reader (Semi-Lemon)

Warning: Nightwolf eats the forbidden fruit😏

You're also outside in the woods btw ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The idea of spending time outdoors was, of course, your boyfriend's idea, but it wasn't a surprise or anything.

Whatever makes him happy. Though, there wasn't much going on today as you standby, not giving him too much mind as he sharpens his tomahawk with a rock.

Boredom poked at you as you examined a small yellow dandelion, subconsciously picking the many petals off slowly while keeping to yourself.

Nightwolf could clearly see how spaced out you were when he glances up to check on you. He smiles to himself, watching you try to keep yourself somewhat entertained.

The warrior knew you'd prefer to be at home, sleeping or reading those weird books while being secure beside him, but nature has always been his thing.

Setting his weapon to the side, he thought about it for a moment. There really wasn't too much to talk about, but maybe there's something he could do.

He's got a good idea of what he can do.

Standing from the grass, he walks to you. You were just so out of it, you didn't even hear the man's footsteps. You only looked from the flower when he's in front of you, giving you a friendly - maybe more friendly than usual - smile.

The air still filled with silence, Nightwolf caresses your cheek before kneeling down in front of you, still keeping eye contact.

Your e/c eyes still followed his, head tilting down and thinking,'What is he doing?'

Whatever it is, you trust him. Seeing how much admiration sparkles in his dark eyes as he gazes up at you.

His hands trail down your curves, making you feel so adored and warm inside. They were one of your favorite features about him. Strong enough to break you, but instead, handled you with such care.

They stopped at the rim of your leggings, and he slowly pulled them down, giving you the chance to intervene if you weren't interested in what he had to offer. However, you never did.

The air hit your bare legs, and all that was left were your panties. You waited for him to take those off, too, whenever he gets to it.

But the shaman took his time, starting off with tracing the stretch marks on your inner thighs with his fingers. Following, he leaned in to place gentle kisses on both thighs, worshipping you in a way that may compete with the Great Spirit.

Next, he places his lips on the ones down there, through the lightly damp fabric that still shielded you. It made you huff out a low gasp. More soft noises would be drawn from you as his tongue lap your slit slowly through your panties, making you already have enough and drop your panties for him to continue.

His eyes narrowed with a sultry aura, his hand moved your leg to the side so he gets better access to what's rightfully his.

The tip of his tongue meets the sensitive bud, making your hands move to his black hair, careful not to ruin his top bun. You just needed to grab onto something before things get more intense for you. He didn't mind.

His tongue makes its way down to your slit, licking around your entrance neatly before going inside, making you squirm more. Nightwolf keeps you still as his hands held onto your legs with some firmness.

Eyes never leaving yours, you know this is his way of telling you how much he wants you. How much he wants to eat you up and watch you become undone by only his tongue, giving him the chance to taste the ripen fruit. All for him.

All the light whimpering and moans were just the encouragement he needed to lose himself as he performed with you. Burying his face more between your thighs, making his tongue slide deeper to stimulate you as much as he could.

Before you get too loud, you cover your face with your hands, hiding the blush you had and trying to reduce the sounds you spilled out. You didn't forget your surroundings.

However, the sound reduction wasn't so useful as you were getting loud when he brings you close to the knot that squeezes tightly in your belly.

You clutched more onto his hair, jolting your legs more apart, moaning out his name, pleading for him to continue on.

And when you do release, he licked up the blessed liquid, lapping at it like a hungry beast in the wild. Then he leaves a comforting kiss on your thigh once more before he stands, holding you against him to make sure you don't end up collapsing.

He affectionately presses his forehead against yours and whispers praises, even a thanks for allowing him to please you in such a way.

You were very quick to reverse the thanks, feeling you owe him the whole world after that. Hinting that maybe you'd like to do more when you two return to his place.

Your smile gives off the cheeky vibe as you brush your hand over his gorgeous abs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry for the weird, rushed ending ┐('～';)┌

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Raiden x Reader: Plasma Ball

~~~~~~~~~~~~ The clock on the coffee table to your side read in bright red 5:13 p.m, and all you could hear outside is the light showering of rain.

That wasn't what stopped you from perhaps ordering a delivery, but maybe because you're aware of it being a frequent habit you spend money on, and rent was about due soon.

Resting your arm on the edge of your leather couch and placing your chin on your palm, you just looked around your living room, thinking of what to do to alleviate the burning boredom in your mind.

Television was of course an option, but there isn't any interesting show you could watch and you were procrastinating to catch up on the anime, overwhelmed how far you were behind with the six hundred episodes you at least had left. Shit, maybe more, the show never ended yet.  (Damnit, Oda.)

Eyes lowering to the game console below the TV, you thought about it, but that was also a no-go. Games aren't that fun anymore, especially if your internet pals got lives as well.

Last but not least, the bookshelf next to the TV stand. Immediate no.

But thinking of books, you looked to your right looking at your godly partner, his attention completely confiscated by the huge novel in his hands.

You couldn't help but gaze at his face, zoning out in thought. One could say you're admiring him. Though he wasn't a man of fun, you could interact with him and enjoy yourself.

Letting out a sigh, you waited for him to look at you and speak up. But the only movement from him was just him turning a page in the book. So, you tried again with a more forced one.

Yet, there was still no response from him, his faded eyes locked in the story. And you know he heard that one too.

"Raiden!" You yell, disliking not getting his attention.

"What is it, Y/n?" The Thunder Lord questions, not even looking at you.

Moving your body against his larger one, your head rubbing against his shoulder, you answered honestly with a soft utter. "I'm bored."

"Read a book." Was all he said, which makes you more frustrated. You groan and clung onto him more. "Pleaseee, why are you so boring?"

Raiden raises an eyebrow at you for a millisecond before going back to reading. "I'm not an entertainer."

You backed off a bit and thought what you could do to mess with him for a bit, and you got a good idea. A funny one that already made you snicker.

"Wait, I'll be right back!" Raiden looked at you confused, wondering what you thought was funny, or more so, what you were planning.

Jumping off the couch, you ran to your closet to dig for an item that you haven't seen in years.

The long white-haired man could hear you shuffling things around, items crashing on the floor, making you swear from your clumsiness. It didn't take too long for you to find the object you looked for, though.

Running back to the living room with a smile, Raiden sees you carrying some weird glass ball stuck to a small black stand. He could classify that it was something relevant to technology, as a black wired plug trailed behind you.

Carefully bending down to plug the device in beside the couch where he sits,  you chuckle and turn the device on, the center globe inside the glass glowing pink.

"Watch this." You smile and set the ball on the table before using your fingers to touch it, causing bright static lines to appear beneath the pads of your fingers.

Raiden watched with a blank look. Nevertheless, he was somewhat intrigued.

"I'm like you!" Your corny comment makes him give the typical unimpressed old man look on his face.

Another silly idea grew into your head and you looked at the switched-off lamp. You grabbed the shade off it before going back to the plasma ball, putting the shade on your head and touching the device again. It would seem Raiden knew where you were going with this.

Smirking with the conical pretended hat, you mimicked with a deep voice, "I mUsT cOnSuLt WiTh ThE eLdEr GoDs!"

After that, you just couldn't keep a straight face and burst with laughter. Laughing hard enough, you were snorting and not even making regular laughing noises, which makes yourself even more amused.

Raiden, on the other hand, got enough of your shit real quick and swiftly stood from the couch to remove the lampshade off your head. With one finger, he uses his power to send a brief shock to you, which makes your hair stand up and frizzy.

You shut up and stared at him with a taken aback look.

It was all in great fun. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Shao Kahn x Earthrealm Child Reader: Friendship?

Warning: Maybe OOC Shao? Plot never plots when it's me writing ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Winds grow intense as the giant green ring of a portal forms for the tyrant. He's grown too impatient to wait another day to capture Earthrealm, he'd do it himself if he really has to. No one can stop him or his rapid ambition.

Darkly chuckling, he walks through the portal, each step he takes heavy enough to make weak foes tremble before him. "Earthrealm, bow to your new emperor!" Shao Kahn calls through the portal to his audience. "Prepare! As I, Shao Kahn, will conquer you all!" He triumphantly raises his hammer, ready for chaos, but when he fully enters enemy territory, something seemed off.

No one was around, making him look rather awkward that he was yelling to himself. The portal closes behind him and he views his surroundings: nothing but dead trees and chilly air. Shao was more expecting of a large city, one similar to when the realms merge before. The tyrant growls at the inconvenience.

A small clap was heard somewhere from above. "That was cool!" Shao became alerted at the voice, looking up to see a small human sitting on one of the leafless trees, resting on a branch.

"You there!" He points his hammer up at you. "Tell me where I am!"

Looking to the side awkwardly and back at him you answered. "The woods...?" You reply nonchalantly with vagueness. How does someone that can summon portals not know where exactly they're teleporting to?

Shao Kahn growls under his breath. "Where's the Sky Temple?"

"I don't know. This town is small and boring." You complain.

Seeing that you're no help, he turns away from you and starts walking off, figuring out where his destination is to perhaps bash the head in of a certain demigod. As for you, you tilt your head before quickly, and carefully, climbing down the tree and running up with him. "Where are we going?"

Shao stopped and look down at you. By the Gods, you were so small compared to him. "We?" He copied your word. You nodded. "I don't need some soft Earthrealm child to follow me on my mission! Besides, you should be fearing me!"

Yet, you remain unfazed as he was yelling down at you, and he looks as if he'd crush you without a second thought. "Well, I don't! I won't misbehave, I promise!" You beg. The town was so boring and there was so much to explore, you wanted to go on his journey.

"Don't you have a bedtime? Begone! I've no time for babysitting. Return to your parents!" Again, you reject his demand. "They have other children they're more worried about! Besides, starting right now, you're my new friend! And I command you to bring me with you!" You playfully command.

The giant man doesn't take you serious, and he has better things to do than lose it with some... seven year old, however long you been brought to existence. "If you perish, it's on you." He continues walking, you following up behind him.

---Massive Time Cut with confusing plot, bc I'm not tryna do a part 2---

Shao Kahn returns to Outworld, to his palace, sighing. Even a big, strong brute like him needs his rest. He may not have conquered Earthrealm like he intended to, but there's progress. And he's fine with that.

The portal closes behind him and he goes back to bossing around his servants, demanding them to do this and that, patronizing them because he can. Now he's thinking about going to seek one of his concubines until something odd pops him out his mind.

"Let go! Y-You ugly jerks!" That voice sounds familiar. He swiftly goes around the corner to examine the fuss, and for the first time ever, his heart drops.

It was you. And you were squirming in the clutches of two Tarkatans. Shao mentally face palms himself, knowing your naivety would definitely get you into a situation like this. He knows he shouldn't care and just let the Tarkatans eat the stupid Earthrealm youngling, but he just can't.

"Stop! Release her!" He stomps forward and demands. The Tarkatans do lower you, but not release you as they looked at their emperor, confused. You were glad he steps in, still trying to get away from the scary looking figures.

"I said release her!" He repeats harshly.

One speaks up. You couldn't understand the words it was saying. Hell, how could it even speak a clear word with that mouth?

"I don't care if she's from Earthrealm! You'll dirty my floor with her insides!" How does he know what they're saying?

"I didn't ask you to take her outside! If you don't unhand her from your hideous hands, I'll cut them off and make them your last meal!"

The two monsters exchanged glances before dropping you and walking off. You got to calm yourself and breathe now.

"Y/n!" Shao says, picking you up to your, checking for any cuts, gladly there aren't any. "What are you doing here?"

"I snuck through the portal behind you." You shivered, yet giving him a thumbs up. "I forgot to give you something I made while we traveled together." You pull out a small, poorly made bracelet, consistent of yellow, red, white, and black, tiny rubber bands.

He holds out a giant, clawed hand so you could drop the item onto his palm. You could tell he was raising an eyebrow under that helmet. "It's a friendship bracelet. I know it's not fancy, made of pretty gems like an emperor should have, which is why I would understand if you like... put it somewhere and never see it again, but," You say that last part with a certain tone, but continue on.

"I just want you to have it since you're my only friend. And I like you." You tell him with a smile.

He dangles your gift from his nails, looking at it softly. You're right, it's not expensive, but he will treasure it. Clutching it in his hand and looking back down at you. "Treason is a crime, Y/n." He warns you half heartedly. "But thanks, little one, you were always a kind, oddly interesting human."

Offering a giant hand, he summons a portal. "I shall accompany you home. Outworld isn't a place for you, unfortunately." You understand he meant well with that, putting your small hand in his larger one, which he very gently takes and walks with you through the portal.

Maybe if he rules Earthrealm, you could explore more of the world with your friend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ This one is meh, I wanted to write smth that gives Vanellope and Wreck-it Ralph

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Windwolf x Adopted Reader: Special Guest

Idk... ignoring all the other things I wrote on them, Nightwolf and Fujin would be great fathers. They can adopt me idc

Context: Nightwolf is already your guardian. He introduces you to Fujin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Headcanon Note

Fujin is pansexual. Nightwolf is demi-sexual.

This one is canon: Fujin likes sponge cake. Important fact, I promise.

Also canon but a lot of people imagine otherwise, Nightwolf is taller than Fujin. (6'4 to 5'10) ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Normally, anyone would find the sun peeking through their light curtains pretty warming when they are in bed. Especially at this time of brunch.

But not you. You laid incorrectly in bed away from the sunlight with a blanket thrown over your head, mind possessed by the tablet device that was gifted to you by your caretaker.

When you first received it, you were rather surprised to hear it did belong to him as he may or may not have been a hacker when he was younger. He definitely didn't seem like the type.

What sucks is he refuses to teach you anything in that genre, so now whenever you play some game and a bot you call a teammate throws, they get away with it.

You didn't care too much anymore since your gaming drive died down a little. You were mostly on your tablet for a while to scroll through the media and read cheesy things that you know you'd be damned if Nightwolf discovers it.

"Y/n?" You hear him knock at your door gently.

"Yeah?" Your attention was provoked from the screen, and you stopped kicking your feet in the air to see what your savior wants.

Opening the door, he peeks in to observe you for a bit. You can see the man has gone somewhere earlier this morning, hence by his usual red war paint around his eyes. Guess you just didn't hear him go out since technology keeps wasting your senses, with a bit of sleep deprivation, but you weren't doing much to fix that.

"Good morning." Nightwolf says, seeing you shielding yourself from the day with your covers. "Sleep well?"

Glancing up at him, you just shrug.

"You didn't sleep yet, did you?" He sighs.

"Nope."

"Right. Anyways, there's someone I want you to meet." Nightwolf tells you.

Your face already sulked. New people? Disgusting. "Can you tell them I just said hi?"

Nightwolf sighs and opens the door more, leaning against the frame. "No, Y/n. I know you aren't one to be around people, let alone meet, but it's someone special to me."

His explanation somewhat connected with you, but you didn't fold quite yet.

"Please? Just this once. I don't ask you for much, but it would mean a lot if you did."

Gods, it's true. You'd feel like more of a shitty person if you reject his request like you do most of the time.

Sighing, you turned off your tablet and set it aside. Removing the blanket from your messy hair, you sat up. "Fine. Just give me a moment."

The strong warrior smiles at your acceptance and thanks you before closing the door and giving you the time you need to fix yourself up.

When you stepped out your safe space, you refer to as your room, Nightwolf waited for you, offering his hand. Without thinking much, you took it despite feeling too old to hold hands with someone as a parent. But, not admittedly, you just feel safe with Nightwolf.

"Be aware, they are much more outgoing than you, and I did tell them you're rather shy. I still hope you could get along, though. I think you'd like them." Nightwolf shares.

You only were thinking on who it is. Maybe someone from his tribe? A girl, maybe? You didn't care for a mother figure as long as she didn't coddle too much.

Your father figure brings you to the living room, and let's go of your hand. You stand a bit awkward as you examine who the guest is.

It was a man. What catches you off guard is his glowing eyes. It's not the most abnormal thing you've seen. You'd ask Nightwolf to summon his animals so you could play with them. But you weren't really expecting someone that barely has visible pupils.

He also has a tattoo in his shoulder that glows up as well, which was pretty cool to see. But his eyes... you really should stop being into creepypasta.

"Fujin. This is Y/n. I... saved her from the Black Dragon." (mm lore) Nightwolf presents you, placing comforting hands on your shoulders. "And, Y/n, this is Lord Fujin. He's a close friend of mine."

A lord, huh? That explains the eyes.

Fujin walks to you two, with a very friendly smile. "Why, hello, Y/n! Nightwolf has spoken of you a lot! I'm very pleased to finally meet you." He extends a hand.

There wasn't much you had to say, but you hesitantly took his hand, shaking it. "Thanks... Nice to meet you, too... Lord Fujin- oh!"

You get pulled into a sudden embrace, but you didn't respond negatively to it. You glanced back at Grey Cloud, and he was rather unexpected of it, too. However, you knew the god didn't mean harm. He's just happy to meet someone close to his dear Nightwolf.

"You can just call me Fujin, little one. We are both close ones of Nightwolf, are we not?" He pulls away and pats your back, looking down at you with such a comforting aura.

"Right." You look away, getting flustered.

Nightwolf finally steps in and leads Fujin to the kitchen. "Care for any tea?" You could hear him ask as they both go to another room. You take the chance to scramble back to your room and process what just happened.

---Hour Time Skip brought to you by... idk Geras wearing weave or smth---

An hour gone by, and you could hear chatting at the front door. You open your door to take a peek. It appears Fujin was about to leave.

Contrary to what you thought earlier about meeting new people, the white-haired man was quite interesting to you.

Turning around and spotting you, Nightwolf gestures silently for you to come and say bye to the special guest. You listen and approach them, still looking at Fujin.

"It was nice meeting you again, Y/n," Fujin bows to you. "Maybe next time I come by, we can spend time together! I can bring you a gift too- do you like clouds? Or sponge cake?"

Wow, he's very energetic for you. You look at Nightwolf for some type of guidance.

"It's up to you." The shaman says. "You can trust him."

"I'm okay with whatever you give me... or if you want to hang out a little, I guess." You shrug.

"Great!" Fujin then looks at Grey. "I'll see you soon when I break from my duties again."

Thoughts began brewing your mind as you noticed the change of tone in Fujin's voice, and the very sincere look he gives  Nightwolf. Especially the hand placement on the shoulder, your caretaker's hand placing over that one.

Fujin left, and you stood with Nightwolf trying to process things. "'Close friend', huh?" You say with sarcasm, raising your eyebrow at the tall man.

Nightwolf sighs, yet nods. "Indeed. 'Close friend.'" ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Liu x Reader x Lao: Chopsticks

This whole chapter is a reference/sequel to the Fujin x Demon reader I did. Please check it out if you haven't💙

Sorry this one is short! Mostly wanted to write it for the ending part. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ughhh, this sucks! Can't I just get a fork?" You whined, dropping the two skinny wooden sticks you found frustrating and pathetic.

"I promise it's not that hard. You just need to position your fingers like this." Liu Kang demonstrated how to hold chopsticks before using them to pick up a sushi roll without it dropping from the sticks.

"Forks are for losers, Y/n." You gave an annoyed look to your other friend, Kung Lao. He had a smug look as he stuffed his face with his noodles, just to rub his chopstick skills in front of you.

You looked back at your plate and sighed, picking up the utensils you'd try again.

"Don't cross them."

"Make sure your thumb has a grip on BOTH of them, Y/n."

"Good try, but make sure your index and middle finger squeeze down to have an actual grip."

After many tries and remarks from your hat wielding friend, you finally picked up a roll without it dropping!

Your hand position may be a bit weird, but you'll get it more soon.

"Good job! Now go ahead and eat." The chosen one congratulated you.

Smiling at your success, you quickly and cautiously brought the end of the chopsticks to your mouth to claim your hard earned reward.

However, it would seem that all the frustration made you forget what exactly isn't normal.

𝘊𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘱!

The two boys' faces instantly dropped in mere shock as they just watched you bite the wooden tips off, chewing it along with the sushi roll like it was nothing.

Noticing their silence and stunned look, you stopped chewing momentarily. "What?"

They glanced at each other and Liu shook his head, signaling to Lao to just not say anything about it.

"N-Nothing, Y/n, just enjoy your food." ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Fujin said he likes to have a good time. Well, why not?

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Johnny Cage x Celebrity Reader

~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tonight's walk with your celebrity peer was supposed to calm you after the shitshow of an interview you had as a guest on a television host show.

Maybe the walk wasn't helping because the flickering street annoyed your senses. Or you could see the stars to a bare minimum due to light pollution.

This area is where famous or rich people commonly reside, so it's what you indirectly asked for.

"I don't get why you're surprised, Y/n. Her last name literally is a few letters off from spelling 'Degenerate'. I told you she was going to ask questions like those." Your beloved doucebag friend tries to console you. You didn't know if he was even making it worse.

"Okay, I know what you said before, Cage! I wasn't actually expecting her to just- I don't know- blurt out my personal business and try to put me on the spot." You glared at him.

"Did you not watch when Swift was-"

"Let's not talk about that." You cut him off and kept walking down the street with him, trying to brush off the embarrassment and anger.

After a brief moment of silence, Johnny sighs. "Honestly, don't take what she said to heart. Coming from me, you're amazing!"

Getting a genuine compliment from the famous actor Johnny Cage was something many can't achieve.

"Coming from you, I guess that makes me feel better." You smile a bit. "Anyways, how is the set on Ninja Mime goi-"

"Are you Y/n L/n?!" Both of you hear someone scream ahead. So much for a quiet night walk...

There stood some guy who looked around your age, looking very surprised to see you. Only you, he didn't seem to acknowledge Cage.

"Oh, erm, good evening!" You offered a shy smile. Still becoming a growing celebrity, you weren't quite use to interacting with fans. Despite being on stage a few times, but it's partially different.

The fan ran to you, making you tense up in alert, but he only extended out a hand.

To you, it wasn't a big deal to give a fan a simple handshake, not until he said something unnecessarily random.

"Wow, you looked a lot slimmer in your photos."

It just didn't click until you noticed him looking you up and down which made you pretty uncomfortable.

And that comment alone made Johnny take his sunglasses off to eye the boy in a disgusted manner. Unfortunately, it didn't end there.

Retrieving your hand away and brushing it on your clothes, you let out a fake laugh before you and Johnny moved along past.

"Well, nice to meet you. I wish you a goodnight." You politely dismissed.

The fan frowned just before speeding in front of you. "Wait! Can I maybe get your phone number? Or you can follow me on my social media! I pretty much have everything you got-"

"Ohh, no thanks! Sweet of you, but I'm okay!" You smile wider, getting more uncomfortable to the point you reached for your friend's hand for comfort or perhaps help.

"But-"

"Hey, buddy, she said no! Go back to your room and jerk it!" Johnny snapped, pulling you behind him to be protective.

The fan didn't take lightly to the confrontation. "I wasn't talking to you! Your movies fucking suck!"

You grimaced, knowing that one was a strike to Johnny's ego. You butt in before it escalates further.

"If I take a picture with you, would you be happy with that?" You asked the obsessed male, patting Johnny so he moves out your way. He still kept an irritated glare on the boy.

"Sure, I'd like that. But can I still get your-"

Johnny pulls you away before the boy finishes his greedy requests. "Lesson thirty-six, you offer a fan one thing, you give them EVERYTHING."

Before you even replied, the fan tries grabbing you back which made you panic.

Letting out a yelp, Johnny was alerted and did not hesitate to punch the creep. The delivered hit caused the fan to fall on the concrete, a little red fluid leaking from his nose and covering a bit of his teeth.

"You don't ever touch her! I don't care if you're her biggest fan!" Cage scolded loudly at the fan who seemed pretty knocked out after that single hit.

You let out a relieved sigh. You didn't exactly want the fan to get hurt, but no matter now, he's going to leave you alone now.

"Come on, we'll get you back to your condo." Johnny calmly tells you, wrapping an arm around you and escorting you away.

For a douchebag, he was a pretty loveable friend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Shang Tsung x Reader: At Your Service (Lemon)

Warning: LEMONNN, Fuck the plot, Servant/Master Dynamic, Slight Petplay

(Rushed btw, so low quality lemon today) ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The cold air loiters against your skin, making you feel relaxed at you lay in the bed of Shang Tsung's. Stretching and moaning lowly, waiting for your master to return to see you laying in his bed, only in the black lingerie he adores.

Opening the double doors that lead to his chambers, the sorcerer got a warm welcome from the sight of you waiting for him. Viewing the smirk on your face that shouted out lust.

"Greetings, Master Shang." You sit up, waiting for him to come to you.

The villainous man gives you his iconic smug look, clearly intrigued already by you. "Evening, my dear Y/n. Has my pet been waiting for me like a good girl?"

Nodding for your response, biting your lip, he chuckles. "I have something for you, dear." He pulls out a fancy collar with small bells decorating it, dangling from a black thin leash.

Shang Tsung walks to you, and you sit still as he moves your hair back to attach the collar around your neck, listening to the slight tinkling bells.

He pulls away after the collar is fastened around my neck, letting the leash drag on his hand until he wraps the handle of it around his hand.

Tugging on it, he guides you off the bed and onto the floor on your hands and knees. You crawl to him obediently. You look up at him with loving eyes and you hug around his leg and nuzzle his thigh, letting out a hum that is more like a purr.

"Are you going to be a good pet, tonight?" Shang Tsung asks, placing his fingers in your hair to play with the h/c locks.

"Yes, Shang Tsung." You practically drooled just thinking of serving him the way he wants.

The man walks you to the bed and lays back against the headboard before pulling you over his lap, getting you to straddle.

First, his hand touches your face and then trails to your neck. It travels low and low until it goes to your undergarment, which he slowly hooks down with a finger to see how wet you are.

"Good girl." He whispers, pulling you in for a kiss. The kiss was nonetheless sweet and gentle first. "You know what I want from you, right?" He pulls away and places a hand on your cheek.

You nod before pulling his pants down for him and hovering just above his member. You leaned in for another kiss again, this time, an open mouth kiss.

A hand cautiously held your chin as his tongue went in your mouth to claim you whole, making you wet to where you felt your arousal drip down your thigh. You were so ready to take him in.

Both legs on each side of his, you look at him and wait for his command to lower yourself and get him inside.

His eyes narrow at you with desire and he gives you the signal. With the help of his hand on your waist, you guide yourself down onto his dick, taking in his size into your cunt, already crying out from the stretch.

This is what you yearned since sun fall, moving up and down on him, unable to focus on how his face lightens up, smiling and breathing softly at you taking him so well as he trained you to.

"That's it..." He murmurs darkly. "Ride me like the good little pet you are for me."

"Master.... Master!" You shout, feeling him press deep inside you at a spot.

"Shhh, too loud." His thumb presses against your lips. You do your best to hush up, but it's such a pointless attempt. Shang knows you try, though.

Grabbing the leash and yanking on it, he makes his next order. "Tell me how much you enjoy serving me."

"I-I live for it- live t-to serve you. I enjoy you so much!" You manage to whimper out.

Shang Tsung laughs before guiding your face again to kiss you, thrusting his hips upwards to help stimulate you more, feeling your pussy tighten up around him.

You could hear the skin of you two clap as he keeps thrusting into you, same time as you move down. It didn't take much for you to cum already.

Though it was pretty soon, he wasn't going to punish you this time for releasing without his permission or because it's early, but he still continues on, working on his pleasure. No matter if you end up cumming again. Or again. Or again.

After awhile, you feel his warm seed spill into you. His moans were muffled by the long, passionate kiss of you too.

Letting you finally take a breather, he helps you off his dick. In which, you collapse beside him, pretty satisfied and overstimulated.

The handsome sorcerer pulls you to his chest, having you cuddle against him for the time being as you rest up.

His hand runs through your hair and he whispers comforting things in your ears.

"Such a good girl."

"You made me feel so good. You are a delightful one, Y/n."

Much more as your vision were blurring.

"Mm, I love you." You tiredly reply.

"Oh, sweet one." The portrayed snake continues petting your hair. "Quiet now and get some rest. May we have more of our little fun soon." ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Raiden x Reader x Fujin: Brothers Share (Lime)

Context: Storm bros both are a bit 'frustrated', and they came up with a very lovely solution

Warning: Nothing explicit, but it's implied you get sandwiched ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The atmosphere gifted such serenity. It was perfect for one to sit through and meditate.

It was always Raiden's go-to hobby whenever he had somewhat spared time in his hands, and he always enjoyed it whenever he could. Although he is a demigod, an immortal being, he knew good things don't last.

Yet, recently, he's been feeling off. It doesn't feel something so dire he needs to consult with the Elder Gods, but whatever it was, it's bothering, let alone, confusing him.

The Thunder God will try to brush off the feeling in body, but it'll always come back. Maybe stronger than prior. And it's agitating since he only knew meditation, which doesn't help.

Standing from his spot, he groans indignantly, rubbing at his temples.

"Trouble with meditation, too, brother?" Raiden slightly flinches and turns to see Fujin. He must've not heard his brethren enter the room.

"It seems so. No matter my attempts, my mind will not be clear. Worse, I do not know what is causing it." Raiden walks around, trying to think before stopping by the window and peering down.

His glow up orbs observe his familiar two students sparring with each other. Turning to the right more, was you seated in the distance, catching up on your studies while occasionally glancing up at your two dorky friends fighting.

For whatever reason, Raiden was less interested in watching the progress with the two boys but kept focus on you. It wasn't like you were doing anything special, but his gaze just never leaves...

"She's stunning, isn't she?" Fujin walks to his side and observes as well.

Raiden only lets out a monotone grunt, which Fujin knew he agreed with him.

"I've been having the same feeling you have. A certain frustration that not even meditation can sooth." Fujin began, walking off from the window. "I may have an idea on how to deal with it, but you are not likely to accept it."

Raiden looked at his brother with a snarky look, finally ridding his gaze upon your figure. "Speak your mind brother, I have no patience for half-hearted, indirect suggestions at a time like this."

Fujin only chuckles at his brother's short fuse, nonchalantly leaning against the wall, crossing his arms. "Well, we both clearly have eyes for dear Y/n, am I correct?"

The expression on Raiden's face relaxed, intrigued on what Fujin may propose. "Are you perhaps about to suggest we collectively pursue her?"

The wind god smiles and nods. "We could persuade her to assist us both on our... salacious feelings before it gets worse."

Looking down, letting the cynical hat cover his glowing orbs, Raiden ponders. This was rather something sinful, but he cannot deny, he is a man. And he knew that Fujin wouldn't judge, considering he's completely relaxed and the one even to propose such a preposterous thing.

"What happens if she finds the request disturbing and says no?"

"If she doesn't want to then we can figure something else out, but Y/n is a cooperative one." Fujin answers, seemingly confident.

Sighing, Raiden takes the younger god's word for it. "I'll accept the proposition."

---Time skip! Dont forget to drink water!---

You ruffled your messy hair, being rather tired after a day of being active. Yet, you were to stop by the Sky Temple again at night.

Walking in quietly, you seeked out both protectors of Earthrealm and did your usual bow as they spot and approach you.

"Greetings, Y/n." Raiden says, returning the courteous bow. "You do not have to be formal with us. You're our friend." Fujin tells you with a warm smile.

"Oh- my bad, it's a habit." You say a bit flustered. "What is it you need from me at this time? Is it about Liu Kang?" I looked confusingly between the gods.

"No, we just..." Raiden didn't know how to start off. "Do you mind if we all go somewhere rather exclusive?"

You were confused since the Sky Temple was rather empty already, but you nodded anyways. And in a split second, the three of you appeared in a rather comfy looking bedroom with a flash.

It must've been Raiden's since all the decoration and furniture look ancient and untouched, considering he doesn't really take time off.

As you were distracted taking in the sudden surrounding, Raiden places his hands behind and back and sighs before explaining. "My brother and I spoke of an issue we both seem to have, and we request if you are willing to help us."

You looked at Raiden and then Fujin in the back. They both seemed relax as if maybe it was something not too urgent. It made you curious.

"Okay, what is it?"

"A certain craving," Raiden takes a glance at Fujin, whom nods, encouraging him to speak more on it.

"A need that we both share. We both desire the physical companionship of a woman. And we would like for you to join us in satisfying that, ah, particular desire since we know you well."

The cat seem to have ceased your tongue as you didn't know how to respond, rather your mind has clouded with thoughts, mostly questions. You looked from Raiden to Fujin. Both of them, eh?

Fujin raises an eyebrow, amused by your expression of shock and uncertainty. "Oh, don't worry, dear Y/n. We won't hurt you. We are simply asking for your consent, and your willingness to indulge us."

"So you guys are really asking me to sleep with you? BOTH of you?" You just had to make sure you were getting this right.

"It may sound absurd for a mortal woman to sleep with not one, but two gods, but we are still men." Raiden states.

"And something similar has happened before." Fujin hints with smugness.

"Fujin." Raiden gives him a warning look before turning back to your shorter being. "Do you have any objections?"

This was rather a one chance in a lifetime deal, and both brothers are such fine specimens. You trusted them well enough.

"Both of you?" You repeated once more with a smirk that was pure admiration.

Fujin walks behind you, first gently grabbing your shoulders before wrapping his arms around you, clearly the more eager brother.

"Brothers share, Y/n." He whispers in your ear, his white bang tickling your face.

Raiden steps more forward, his shadow looming over the both of you. "And we share 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨."

That line alone was enough to cause goosebumps. You gasp quietly feeling soft lips on your neck.

"She's so pretty." Fujin moans out a comment, holding you more and kissing your skin.

Your attention was grabbed back by Raiden as he lifts up your chin, having you look up at his authoritative eyes. "Are you ready to serve like a good mortal?"

You gulped, feeling two things poking you, behind and front.

"Yes, my lord..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ahem... not saying there will be a part 2, but uhhhh, I'm definitely gonna be thinking on it...

God, what my own writing does to me

(Someone on Tumblr ask smth in my inbox, I'm hella bored and lack human interaction)

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Kano x Teen Reader: Brat

With the help of Character ai ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Next time, I could find something even bigger for ya, mate." Kano enters the bar with a few of his men, looking forward to a nice drink or more after a nice paying mission.

He sits at the rusty, old bar and orders his usual beer bottle, not taking care of the hooded person he sat next to. You were just waiting for this moment.

"Kano!" A familiar young voice called his name as he was chugging down his beer. He choked on it as he got startled.

Setting it down aggressively he looked at the person wearing the hoodie.

Knowing you have his attention now, you spun on the bar stool to reveal your face. "Have you finally considered hiring me, now?" You asked with excitement.

"Oh, for the love of- not this little twerp again, I ain’t got the time to entertain some little wanker…" Kano groans, rubbing his temples.

"Come on! I already told you! I'm good at stealing shit! The Black Dragon consists on thieves, right?" You try to convince him.

"I may as well hire a little turd that was born yesterday if I consider hiring you! You'd die the first five minutes you join us." Kano snarked.

"Just think about it! The other day I stole some jackass' wallet! He ain't got much in there, but it was enough to get me some pop." You reminisced, crossing your legs on the old stool.

"OoOoOoh! So you pickpocket someone? That's nothin' special, darlin. We kill people." He bluntly states, narrowing his real eye at you.

"Mkay." You shrug off as if it was nothing. "I can work with guns. Ever heard of GTA?"

Kano gave himself a face palm, almost snapping at you for even thinking it's the same thing. "That's a video game, Y/n. This is real li-" Kano had to think for a moment. "Look, it's not the same!"

"Whatever you say, boss." You murmured and looked away, so does he, focusing back on his men.

You glanced at his unsupervised drink and let the intrusive thoughts win as you always do. Quickly snatching the bottle, you chug down a good amount before he has time to react.

"Y/n!" He snatches his drink back from you. "You little shi- This is my drink! Get yer' own when you're not twelve!"

"One, I'm not twelve, I'm older than that! Two, you can have it back, it tastes like shit! You're almost out of it, by the way."

"It's beer, of fucking course it tastes like shit." He says still drinking it.

"Then why do you still drink it?!" You ask with annoyance.

"Because I built a tolerance. Now buzz off and go back to school, damn brat." He waves you off.

"Not until you let me join the Black Dragon."

Giving up, Kano reaches in his inventory , pulls out a nice band of dollar bills, and throws it to you.

"What is this for?" You ask with confusion but satisfaction.

"It’s just some shut-up money. Now go away before I regret lettin’ ya have so much." Kano dismisses you with success this time.

Smiling mischievously, you flick him off before skedaddling out the bar. Kano only shakes his head and orders another beer.

"I didn't know ya lettin' fuckin' children in the pub now." Kano scoffs at the bartender.

"She wouldn't leave until you came, I got tired of telling her to get out my bar." The bartender shrugged, scrubbing a whiskey glass down. "Besides, not like I'm letting the little shit get drunk and dealing with the rest when she walks out."

Kano nods in approval, chugging down his second drink for the night. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Raiden x Reader: Ligyrophobia

Ligyrophobia - fear of loud noises. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Raiden was fortunate enough to make it to your residence before the rain descended harder onto the earth.

Not that the weather condition was a hazard to him like mortals, but like everyone else, he would rather stay dry than soaked.

Looking around for you, he hears small whimpering in your room, and it makes him concerned for your being.

Walking quickly, he creaked open the door to peak in. "Y/n?" The Thunder God calls out, his voice to the necessary minimum.

His glowing eyes could spot trembling from under one of your blankets, the soft one that you always were comforted by whenever you went to bed in a negative mood.

Sitting on his given side of the bed, he slowly pulls the silk cover off to reveal your curled up figure.

Your eyes were shut, and you held your hands so tightly against your ears.

Raiden lays a comforting hand against your leg to alert you of his presence.

Opening your eyes, you see him and feel some relief that you're not alone anymore. "Oh, Raiden." You whisper with happiness.

Wrapping his arms around your figure, he brings you close in a soothing embrace. "What troubles you, my light?"

"Oh, nothing." You huddle more against his chest, focusing on his heartbeat than the noise outside. "You know I don't do too well with loud noises."

Reminding him of your detestation, Raiden rests his lips on your forehead. "I understand." He replies. "Nothing will harm you as long as I'm here, with you."

You knew that was a promise. It made you feel safer in his arms.

A flash of lightning struck in the distance, which was followed by the boisterous thunder, harsh enough to make the surroundings shake. All the objects sitting on your furniture clink together from the vibration.

Raiden expected your frightened yelp to fall out of your mouth, and without thinking, he held you tighter to him, not being hesitant to shield your frame from the cruel nature out there.

He strokes your hair, his voice lowering to a soft murmur. “Shhh.. it’s all right, my dear.. I’m here. Nothing can hurt you while you’re in my arms.”

Clinging onto him, you focus on your breathing, remembering who is with you and who will protect you.

You're safe.

The thunder won't hurt you.

He'd never hurt you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Fujin x Demon Reader

Warning: Slight angst? Vague background plot.

Also, you're wearing a kimono for plot purposes ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Night dawned over the desert where one of Special Forces' base resides at. Today's mission with them, along with the Storm Gods and Earthrealm's chosen one.

There's Kung Lao too. You tolerated the smug man as well as you could.

"Okay, Y/n, right here." Cassie stops in front of a door, opening it and presenting a spare bunker room.

You walk in and look around your temporary room. A sleeping bag was in the corner, and besides, it was a dusty mirror rested on a cabinet. You look to the right to see more junk, but that didn't interest you too much.

"I know it's not too exciting in here," the young soldier stepped to your side. "But at least you don't have to share a room with Liu or Lao." She smiles at you.

"I am very grateful for it. Thank you." You smile back at her, letting a normal hand rest on her shoulder for affirmation.

"The meeting starts in a bit. After that, would you want me to give you spare clothes? For, you know, in case that oversized robe of yours gets annoying." Cassie offers, gesturing to your kimono.

You were always aware of how large the kimono is compared to your being. At least how it was right now. However, you only went with the same excuse.

"No worries. As I said before, I wear it to honor my father. Heh, he was indeed tall."

"Suit yourself, miss." Cassie didn't push the subject. "But let's go, Raiden is going to go over today's progress and some future plans."

---Let's fast forward to during the meeting, Lord Raiden consulting with Special Forces instead of the Elder Gods---

Loitering in the background as everyone closes in and discusses the mission, and listening to Johnny rant about how his last film had a climax just like the mission, you felt some sort of pressure in your mind and body.

Of course, as anyone would, you attempt to push it down just for the moment. This one is familiarly different, though.

Sweat beads were forming on your s/c forehead, which you wiped, and you did notice your breathing becoming a bit harsher. But you didn't dare break during this meeting.

It was only after discussion was adjourned where you were relieved to let yourself slowly break. Letting out shaky breaths and placing a hand in your hair to mess it up subconsciously, an attempt to calm yourself.

In this realm, they'd call it a panic attack. You'd allow that because they wouldn't understand, really. But you knew what it is. You needed to go back to your room. Fast.

Watching everyone else be dismissed, you were about to begin your leave too, only to be stopped as you feel a hand softly caressing your shoulder.

Panicking slightly, you turned to see a comforting face. "I couldn't help but notice you seem troubled. Are you well, friend?"

Fujin. You're safe with him. All you had to do was play it off and quickly go back to your bunker.

"Fujin- Lord Fujin! Y-Yes, just a little fatigue." You avoided eye contact and anxiously rubbed the back of your neck.

The divine, warm-hearted man didn't buy it. "We are close friends, Y/n. Even if we weren't, a kind soul shouldn't look so distressed."

"Look, Fujin, I'm fine. W-We can speak more later, I really need to go to my room and- and rest for a bit." You walked off, not letting him speak once more.

Fujin watched you leave with concern on his face. He knew you to be a bit anxious and the awkward type, but you always meant well. He knew you well enough to know something suddenly was going on.

He looked back at Raiden, who was talking to Sonya and Johnny, before looking back at the doorway.

Rushing into the room and closing the door behind you, you were a hyperventilating mess. Almost tripping into the cabinet with the mirror on top, you dug into the large pockets of the kimono and pulled out a crystal and setting in aside.

Following that, you felt a wave of magic wash over you, relieving you of the pressure as well as your appearance.

Opening your eyes back up with an exhausted look, you see yourself in the dusty mirror. Seeing the red skinned creature that carried that tired look you dawned.

The red horns sticking out messy h/c hair along with a red-pointed tail that flicked upwards made you grimace at the reflection. A thing you learned to do while being accustomed to this realm.

"Y/n?" You hear Fujin's voice behind you clear as day. Were you too distracted to even hear the door open?

Normally, your face would turn pale, but that wasn't visible when you turned around and looked into the shocked glowing eyes of your trusted friend.

Fujin, at first, didn't think it was you. It took him a moment to notice the same kimono, only that it was perfectly fitting you now. He tilted his head up a little more to look at the horns.

"Y-Y/n? Is... this you?" He asked.

It was over. This is what you were always afraid of. Knowing there's no way of dodging the truth, despair and shame coerced over you.

"Fujin... I- You hate me now, don't you? I understand. You look down at your hooves, that resembled high heels pretty well. You grit your teeth harder, exposing the sharp fangs that came along your natural self.

"Oh... my dear... Is this why you're always anxious?" Fujin relaxed, seeing how distraught you were.

The soft tone isn't what you wanted to hear. You didn't want your hopes to falsely build up to be destroyed. You'd rather go back to hell than ever feel something like that again.

"Just- I'll leave when no one is looking. I know a god like you would find a foul creature like me repulsi-" Fujin cuts you off, shushing you with a hug.

"That's enough, Y/n. All this time, this is what burdens you?" Fujin asks.

Resting your chin on his silvered hair, you accepted the comfort, but you were so confused.

"Why? Why aren't you looking down on me like you should? Is this a trick?"

Fujin pulls back and looks up at you.

"As surprised as I was at first, you're still Y/n. Your appearance does not reflect the pure soul you have." Fujin reassures, then chuckles. "It actually explains a lot about you."

(Hint to that time the desert experienced an unimaginable heat scorch, whilst the a.c broke, but somehow you were just chilling + that time the monks tried to teach you how to use chopsticks, and you actually bit the end of them off along with the sushi roll.)

"But anyways, I know you wouldn't do any wrong with us. Your secret is safe with me." Fujin says, making your tail subtly swing to the side with joy.

The wind lord would make his way to the door, but before leaving-

"You may come out to the others whenever you feel ready, but I advised letting my brother find out right now." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Woah, this was actually fun to write. (Btw I'm a HB/HH fan, so that checks out.)

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