#and kotal is so beautiful??? kissing him

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This man is so fine. Also, I love all his pretty shades of blue!

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You’re so sweet, kiss me

Note: so this is a fic I wrote for my dear @drasin, as a part of a monthly membership.

Pair: Kano x Erron Black

Story: Kano sees Erron’s face one day during a mission and he can’t stop thinking about him ever since, especially those lips. He becomes obsessed with kissing Erron, going as far as calling him into the office and pinning him on a wall. However, Erron has more strength over the situation, thus successfully playing with the mercenary. He plans on making Kano work for it if he wants that kiss. However, what the cowboy doesn’t know is that it’s not a good idea to mess with Kano.

Word count: 4k words

Tags: sexual tension, fluff, swearing.

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Erron was a very mysterious yet interesting lad. A significant thing that keeps this mystery around him is his mask, which he rarely takes off. In fact, he keeps it on so often that those around him can only speculate about his hidden face. What kind of features hide under his mask is unknown, and some people say that one of the reasons is because he is disfigured. The only one who doesn’t care, even if he is curious from time to time, is his boss, Kano, who thinks he is maybe too shy or doesn’t want to get too exposed due to his shady nature.

“We’re all shady bitches here, why he cares?” He thinks on rare occasions.

“Hey Black, it's kinda hot here isn’t it?” Kobra teased, as they were completing a job in the Outworld. Something about killing the new Kahn, which was requested by Mileena. She paid well, in fact twice as much as Kotal had paid them to kill her, so they had to do some spying on the emperor to find a good time to deliver the final blow.

Erron didn’t respond; instead, he focused on cleaning his guns. Kobra was right though; it was a very hot day, and taking off his jacket wasn’t enough, so in one simple motion he removed it and placed it aside. Everyone around him turned their heads to watch him, and to their surprise, he wasn’t disfigured and didn’t have tarkatan teeth either. On the contrary, he was very handsome, and if Kano didn’t care about his face before, he does now.

As expected, he doesn’t have a clean look because of his stubble beard, which covers some old scars slightly. His nose is big and a bit pointy; his jaw is very well defined; and his lips were thin. Chapped as they were because of the heat, they sparked an interest inside Kano, whose attention shifted from the mission to those kissable lips. He couldn’t give a rat's ass about what the emperor was doing as Erron became the target of the day.

As the dawn came and the day approached its end, the team gathered their stuff and headed to their base in Earthrealm.

“Is there any water left?” asked a thirsty Kabal as he put away some weapons. “Yeah, check in that container.” Kira pointed to a dirty gray box.

After drinking a whole bottle, Kabal resumed his task.

While everyone was busy tidying up the scene, Kano was just staring at Erron, who stayed unmasked the entire day. Every single detail was imprinted in his brain, as it was a map to an unknown treasure, and the big, red X was on Erron’s lips. With a lost gaze, he watched the gunslinger cleaning his weapons.

"Hey, where should I put the ammo?” “I don’t know; ask the chief.”

"Hey Kano," The words didn't reach him, and Kano continued to stare at Erron, who was now storing his guns. After placing them with care, he put his mask back on and carried the container to the truck. Kano let out a deep sigh the moment when the mask touched his face, now being able to hear Kabal. Apparently, he wanted some stupid indications.

“I don’t know; find a damn spot. Is it so hard to think on your own?” Pissed off, he stormed out to open the portal so they could finally arrive at their base.

He tried to forget Erron in the following days, but the image of his beautiful, rough face kept appearing in his mind. So, when the torture became unbearable, he came up with an excuse to call him in his office to confess. It didn’t matter if he would have a chance to kiss those lips or not, the important thing is to get the pressure off his chest by being honest for once in his life.

“You wanted to see me, boss?” Erron asked after he walked in. As expected, he was wearing the mask. The good news is that Kano came up with a speech for the gunslinger, the bad news is that he was starting to forget it once Erron walked in, and improv is not his forte.

“Yes, it’s about the last mission.” Kano said while looking at him, using all of his strength to push aside the image of his lips that would constantly appear in his head.

“Oh, did I do something wrong?” He was perplexed, because the previous mission had gone off without a hitch.

“No, I mean yes, but it’s not about the outcome, or your performance at the job, it’s about something you did outside of it.”

Erron tried to make sense of Kano’s weird words for a few seconds.

“You lost me, Kano.” He said he was defeated because he failed to understand his babbling. “Are you high?”

"No, you idiot-“

“You seem high. Oh my God you got high without us, how could you?” He interrupted.

“Just shut up and listen. I am not high, I just have a hard time choosing my words.”

Erron chuckled.

“Don’t tell me you’re anxious.”

Kano gave him a mean look, which made Erron adopt a serious attitude as he cleared his throat. “I’m sorry, please continue."

“Thank you. What I wanted to say is that you did something that’s very unusual for you, and that wasn’t left unnoticed by the rest of us. Hell, I’ve been thinking about it ever since, and that’s why I called you.”

“Oh Kano...” he began, a smirk forming under his mask. “I just wanted to say-“

“Save it, Kano; you don’t have to struggle, it hurts to watch. I know it seems hard at first, but you’ll eventually get that, especially since you’re almost there.”

“So, this means I can kiss you?”

“What? What are you saying?”

“What are you saying?” He asked back with a little bit of doubt and disappointment in his voice.

“I though you were talking about my body, since I worked out harder and started to notice results. Even Kabal noticed, and he was high as fuck.”

“Too many brownies?” He said it with a little chuckle.

“No, he smoked the main ingredient, but that’s not the point. What made you think I was talking about a kiss?”

Kano remained silent. Every second that passed felt like agony as he tried to think of an answer. Besides, he was looking at Erron’s face, as he was desperate to find a clue as to what he was feeling at that moment. His eyes didn’t tell him anything, as they remained half-opened like usual. Unknown to him, however, his smirk was increasing by the second.

“Well, I don’t know...all I wanted to say is that you really turned my world upside-down the moment you removed that damn mask and I got a chance to see how you look like. And I guess I wanted a-“

“Kiss.” Erron helped him finish.

“Yeah”

“So you called me here because you want to kiss me.”

“Yes, but listen if you don’t want-“

“Oh, I don’t mind. To be fair, it’s by far the most normal thing you've asked of me. But I want you to ask me nicely.”

“What?”

Erron tried so hard to keep his composure and not burst into laughter. It's likely the first time Kano has been vulnerable in front of him, so he intends to torture him until he does as he says. He wants to see him beg for that little kiss if it’s possible.

“You heard me, ask me nicely.” Erron said bluntly, pretending to be indifferent.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes, I mean, if you don’t want to, then I guess I’ll just go.”

“All for a damn kiss? I asked you to do worse things, and you didn’t ask for a single ‘please’”

"That's true, but this one is personal, as you know," he said as he approached the mercenary, his slightly smaller frame standing in contrast to his larger, rougher one.

“Personal gonna costs extra.” Kano added with a little smirk, because it’s something he used to say often. Erron’s cunning nature was one of the reasons why he recruited him, and as much as he loved that part of him, he only used it during missions and not against him.

“I’m not a nice man, Black.”

“I know, but I want you to try, for me.” He placed a hand on his chest, which made Kano tense immediately. The mercenary got lost in his eyes, and for a few seconds he could see those beautiful lips as if he were unmasked. If it wasn’t for that damn accessory, he would’ve taken the shot and kissed him. Erron probably anticipated that, that���s why he hasn’t removed it.

“You are so mean with me” he said as he cupped his chin. “But I ain’t gonna beg, doll. I get what I want without much struggle, and you know that.”

“Well, you’ll have to work a little harder to get what you want this time, sugar.” With that, he turned around and left, his smirk never fading.

Kano, on the other hand, wanted to choke his crush, but he might never get that kiss if he does. The good thing is that he didn’t say no, so his pride is still intact. On the other hand, he might have to ask Erron nicely, which he might have to consider. 

A few days had passed since their meeting in the office. Both Kano and Erron tried to act normally around each other in order to not raise any suspicions. Desire was growing significantly between them by the day, up to the point when one dirty look would be enough to make them jump onto each other and tear their clothes. However, Erron was holding it together pretty well, being able to hide his desires and play with Kano. The mercenary and leader of the Black Dragon was slowly falling into Black’s game, as his desire was slowly taking over his mind. 

“Come on, take that damn mask off. Let me see you.” He demanded in a needy, yet firm tone to Black, who was pinned against the wall with Kano’s arms around him acting as a cage. His nose was bruising against the gunslinger’s ear, a gentle gesture given to a man who was captive in one’s burning desire. 

“How do you say?” Black teased, not letting the passionate moment overcome his senses. 

“I’ll choke you.” He said it growling.

“Nah, that’s not it.” Erron’s hands were resting on Kano’s waist, caressing his flesh with the same tenderness as the mercenary’s. “Try a little harder.” 

“Fine…would you please remove the damn mask?” 

“Hmmm, that’s more like it.” He said in a satisfied tone, as his hands moved to grab the edges of the mask. Kano was barely blinking at this point, his eyes being fixated on Erron. He hadn't seen him "naked" in so long that he was beginning to forget his face.

Erron placed his mask on a nearest table, revealing his face once more to the mercenary. However, this time it felt more intimate, as he only did it for him, at his request, in the privacy of Kano’s office. 

“Took you long enough.” Kano said, his gaze still on Erron, admiring his features. 

“…hell, he’s even more handsome than before…” he thought to himself.

“Well, this time you knew how to ask.”  

Kano cupped his face, and his thumbs began to caress his cheeks. A smirk appeared on his face, but not his usual devious one, but one of admiration combined with eagerness.  

Erron wasn’t going easy on him. In the past few days, Kano kept trying to make him remove his mask, but he refused every single time. However, he decided it was time to give him a glimpse of his face just to keep Kano worked up; otherwise, he was afraid he might get bored. 

“Beautiful…” he whispered under his breath as he began to lean forward. His face kept coming closer, his eyelids shutting down as his lips tingled in anticipation. He expected to feel Erron's lips press against his any second now.

One can imagine the disappointment and frustration when Erron pushed Kano just when he was inches away from him. One more second, and his dream would’ve come true. 

“W-what…?” Kano asked as he moved away, confused, his hands sliding slowly down his neck. 

“I think we should wait a few more days?”

“A few more days? For a bloody kiss?” 

“Yes. I just don’t think we’re ready for this step yet.”

“B-but I did as you said.”

“True, and I am so proud of you.” Erron said as he caressed Kano’s rosy cheek, the hair of his beard tickling his palm. “But I don’t feel ready; I think we should wait. Besides, you only ask me to remove my mask, not to kiss me.” He chuckled in a playful way, driving Kano to exasperation. 

“Yeah, yeah I did…” 

“Come here, you silly.” Erron wrapped his arm around his neck, pulling him into a tight embrace, in which Kano remained stiff. “Aren’t you going to hug me back?” Erron teased, but to his surprise, Kano complied. His arms went around his waist, hugging him back. His head fell to the side of his body, his nose bruising against his ear. 

"Oh, I almost forgot, I have to go and prepare the cargo for the next mission. See you there, boss.” He said in a normal tone as nothing happened. 

“Yeah, yeah, you should.” 

Erron left the office feeling victorious and enjoying the power he had over Kano. The mercenary was left alone to deal with his own frustrations. 

A few weeks passed after their meeting, but this time Kano didn’t have time to think about Erron’s lovely face as their missions were approaching their end. While he was preparing the last details of the plan, someone knocked on his door. 

“Come in” he said, slightly irritated, as the sound disturbed him. 

“Feeling nervous, boss?” A familiar voice said. It wasn't muffled as usual, and when Kano turned around, he was surprised to see Erron not wearing his mask. 

“Me? Nah, I’m just a little concerned, that’s all. It's a lot of money, ya know?”

“Yeah, don’t worry, everything will be fine.” 

“I hope so. What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn’t you help Kira load the weapons in the truck?” 

“She’s fine, she won’t miss me if I’m gone a couple of minutes. Besides, I wanted to check on you.” He said it in a flirty tone as he wrapped his hands around his neck. 

“Black please, don’t toy with me now, I’m not in the mood.” He said as he hesitantly grabbed his waist with the intention to push him aside, but failed when the gunslinger glued his body to his, resting his head on his shoulder.

“Come on, Erron, we've got work to do.” He tried to sound intimidating, but his soft tone didn’t help. Erron pulled out gently, and Kano turned his head to face him. For a split second, they made eye contact, and then their foreheads were glued to each other. Kano wanted him so bad, but he also had a mission to focus on. His grip tightened and loosened on Erron’s waist, which emphasized his conflicting feelings. Should he let go and deal with Erron after the mission, or should he try one more time?

“I don’t know what you want…I swear…”

“Isn’t it obvious? I want you.”

“How do you want me when you push me away with every occasion?” 

“Because I don’t know how much you want me. You don’t seem willing to compromise.”

“Compromise this, compromise that, I don’t know if you want me or not, s’just a bunch of cheap excuses to play with me. I know you want it as much as I do.” He tightened his grip around him, pulling him closer. “Just kiss me already.”

Erron froze and all his smugness disappeared when Kano handled him so roughly. For a few moments, he was tempted to give in, but he was saved by Kabal, who yelled behind the door.

"Kano, it’s time to go! Do you know where Erron is? I can’t find him anywhere!”

Erron pulled away from him fast.

“Why in hell should I know? Keep looking for him. I’ll be out in a second.” He said he was irritated, as he felt the kiss being stollen from him. He had Erron in his grasp, and was on the verge of surrounding if Kabal didn’t interrupt them. 

“I guess we’ll continue after the mission.” Erron said, somehow relieved, as he walked away. 

“Yes, yes, we will.” 

“You know that all you have to do is ask nicely, right?” Erron added as he saw Kano’s visible frustration. He wanted to kiss him as badly as him, but he wasn’t ready to give up yet. 

“Oh this crap again? How long are you going to keep up like this?” He asked annoyed. 

“Until you say one pretty ‘please’. Is that so fucking hard? Is it so much that your ego can’t handle?”

“My ego? My ego!?” Kano was yelling at this point, leaving Kabal to wonder what the hell was going on. At least he found Erron. “How about yours? Prolonging this stupid kiss until I say ‘please’? What are you, five?” 

“I can’t resonate with you. That’s why I didn’t want to go on with our relationship. If you struggle with one ‘please’ now, I don’t even wanna think about how you’ll react when things will get more serious.”

He was right and Kano knew it. 

“Fine, have it your way.” He said it with a defeated tone that was tinged with relief.“Erron, will you please let me kiss you?”

“I-“ he didn’t expect him to ask right away. “Now?” 

“As you can see, we have a mission to do. I was thinking maybe about afterwards.” 

“S-sure…sounds good.” 

On Kano’s face a devious smirk appeared, leaving Erron to wonder what mischievous thoughts he was having at that moment. 

“What?” He asked.

“Nothing, see you after the mission.”

Kano left with a feeling of satisfaction. He finally won one battle in the war for passion. 

The mission went well, but it didn’t end. The emperor would have to wait a little longer before dying under Kano’s knife. Other than that, they successfully talked with him, and Kotal has no clue what they want. 

Even if the mission was a success, Erron couldn’t calm down. His anxiety was well justified given how much he played the mercenary lately. He can only imagine what awaits him when Kano finally gets his hands on him, when all that frustration and desire will be finally released after such a long game in which inevitably Kano is the winner. 

A loud knock at the door pulled him out of his train of thought.

“Come in.” He shouted. 

Kano appeared in his room, with a wide smile on his face. 

“How’s my favorite cowboy doing?” 

“I’m rethinking our mission, I think we missed something. Other than that, I’m a little tired." The first part was obviously a lie; he can’t tell the truth to the man who’s been preying on him for so long. 

“Hmmm, I think we did great.” He said this as he approached Black, who froze upon seeing Kano getting closer. The mercenary reached out his hands to cup Erron’s face. He couldn’t believe that this moment had finally arrived, and, fearing that something might intervene, he quickly consumed the moment by pressing his lips together. A soft moan escaped his mouth once he felt Erron’s soft lips. He made sure they were moisturized before. 

Erron had his eyes open as he was trying to process the whole encounter. While Kano was constantly pressing his lips over his, he remained still without kissing back. However, his shock disappeared when Kano’s hands moved on his waist and pulled him closer, causing the gunslinger to gain some confidence and kiss the man back. He grabbed his shoulder for support and finally let himself indulge in this sweet, tender moment. 

The room was soon filled with wet noises and soft moans as the men continued to kiss. 

It wasn’t long until the tip of Kano’s tongue kept touching Erron’s lips in a way to make the encounter more intimate. Without realizing how hungry Kano was, Erron let him in and saw how he was struggling to breathe, as the mercenary would be a lot rougher and more dominant than before. One of his hands grabbed Black’s neck so he could hold him still while his tongue was causing havoc inside his mouth. 

Erron was overwhelmed to feel Kano so close to him, to feel his hot breath on his face, and to smell his sweet cologne. His presence was simply intoxicating.

Eventually they broke the kiss because they needed some air. Their lips were swollen, their cheeks red, but their smiles were wide as finally some tension was relieved.

“I didn’t know you were such a good kisser.” Kano said he was satisfied, licking his lips. 

“Yeah, I can say the same.” Black responded, trying to catch his breath. 

Kano’s hands remained on Erron’s waist, caressing the flesh gently, as he couldn’t take his eyes off the gunslinger. When he saw that Erron caught his breath, he kissed him again, continuing where he left off. Their tongues would constantly twirl, resulting in a sloppy kiss in which Kano remained dominant. Eventually the mercenary was pushing Erron’s body backwards until he hit the cold wall, but without breaking the kiss. The gunslinger was trapped once again by Kano, but this time he wasn’t in charge anymore, and that was clear by the way Kano’s hands would travel along Erron’s body. They would grip or caress his flesh randomly, depending on the intensity of the kiss, turning the once confident and controlling man into a submissive one as his body would become weak in Kano’s touch. 

However, Erron found the strength to move his hands alongside the mercenary’s sculpted body, finding their way down his navel. His fingertips gently tapped over his skin, feeling his muscles flex under the intensity of the kiss. Erron kept sliding his hands lower as the passion between them increased, and it would’ve turned into something more serious if Kano didn’t stop him.

“W-what are you doing?” Erron asked confused when he felt his hands being pushed aside. 

“Well, I think we should wait for that.”

“W-why? I thought we were doing pretty well here.” He replied in frustration. 

"Yeah, but c’mon, we barely had our first kiss, and you want to jump right into sex? I don’t think I’m ready for that step yet.” He said, trying not to laugh as he felt proud of getting the upper hand. 

“I-I don’t know, yes? You seem ready to me.”

At this point, Kano removed his hands from Erron’s body and took a step back, creating some space between them. 

“It’s just an impression, dear. Believe it or not, I want to take it slow.” 

“You wanna take it slow?” 

"Yes, Erron, I can’t figure out where this relationship is heading after just one kiss.” 

“You do realize this wasn’t just a kiss, right?”

“Then what was it, Erron?” 

Kano watched proudly as, for the first time since their game, Erron remained silent. 

“Just go already.” The cowboy said this after crossing his arms over his chest. 

Kano turned around, smiled, and headed to the door. Before leaving, he turned around to look at Erron one more time. 

“Hey Black”

“Yeah?” 

“Ask me nicely.”

“What?” 

“Ask me nicely if you wanna have sex.” 

With that, Kano truly felt like a winner. Now Erron would have to endure the burden of sexual frustrations and would also need one helluva plan to convince Kano to sleep with him after everything he put him through. 

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Mortal Kombat 11 reader: Chapter 5 Truths Revealed

The scene cuts to the command centre. Cassie is with (name), Hanzo and Sonya at a desk "are you sure you don't want to stay? we can protect Calithea for you" Cassie says looking to (name) "I'm sure, Cassie, besides I need to be there for Kotal Kahn and his army" She looked to Hanzo "Hanzo if it's not too much trouble would you mind-" "I would be honored to look after her" he said as he too Calithea from (name) "Daddy are we going to the garden again?" she asked making him smile "yes,little one, we are. now say good bye" Calithea waved good bye "bye Cassie! Bye aunty Sonya" (name), Cassie and Sonyas heart broke a little as it was obvious that she didn't realize her Aunty Sonya was dead. 　

(name) walked with Hanzo to the portal leading to the fire gardens Calithea fell asleep already due to the warmth comming from Hanzo. (name) placed a hand on her daughters cheek "keep her safe Hanzo please. I can't lose her" she said reflecting on her memories with Mileena only to be brought out of it by Hanzo holding her hand "I will gaurd her with my life. I swear to you no harm will come to her" (name) placed her hand on his cheek "thank you Hanzo" she debated for a moment before quickly kissing his cheek then dissapearing into fire leaving the Grandmaster in a dazed state before smiling and finally walking into the portal cradeling the child of the woman he loves. 　

The scene cuts to Outworld, inside a beautiful temple garden. Luscious plants surround the walls, while patches of mildew adorn the marble steps. A waterfall flows into a nearby fountain, and standing on the steps are Raiden, Jade, and Kotal Kahn. 　

A column of fire appears before disappearing revealing (name) "my Kahn I have returned" she said bowing then walking to the group "the child is safe?" he asked "she's with Master Hasashi I mean scorpion" "Very good" Kotal Kahn turns to Raiden. 　

"The Tarkatans, long extinct, have also returned" he says "Shao Kahn will seek them out. He relies on their power" Raiden replies "Kotal's scouts tracked a Tarkatan war party to the Kytinn's Lost Hive, D'Vorah's ancestral home. Her hand in Shao Kahn's escape makes that our starting point" Jade informs "Please advise me of what you learn. I must consult with the Elder Gods" Raiden says then he lifts his hand into the air and teleports away with a flash of lightning. 　

As Raiden exits, Kitana walks down the steps of the temple "When do we leave?" Kitana asks "Your duty lies elsewhere, Princess. I need you to enlist Queen Sheeva. Her support is critical, against both Kronika and Shao Kahn" Kotal Kahn replies Kitana seems none too happy at being ordered around "Surely you can--" "--Queen Sheeva does not trust me. No Shokan has since my bloody battle with Goro" Kotal Kahn interrupted Kitana "Sheeva's always respected your opinion more than anyone's. When she hears you support Kotal, she'll join us" Jade intergects. Kitana narrows her eyes at her friend's words, but seemingly takes the advice in. She turns to Kotal "If that is my duty, so be it" "Thank you, Princess" Kotal Kahn says as he walks up the steps 　

(name) follows after Kotal Kahn. he notices the look of worry in her eyes and stops "what ails you, my friend?" he asks surprising (name) "It's...nothing" he turns to face her "as your Kahn I expect you to answer me without hesitation" (name) hesitates and sighs "it's just I had a thought. D'vorah was the adviser of Mileena and would have known about Calithea during the time of her making but judging by the time of how long it would have taken to start the project and when you claimed the throne she would have know where Calithea was" (name) looked Kotal Kahn in his eyes with fear in her own "If she told Shao Kahn of her existance-" "then Shao Kahn would be after both you and your daughter" Kotal Kahn says in shock realizing that his adviser and her child are in danger. (name) clenches her fist as they glow "if he tries to take her away from me I'll burn his body to ash" Kotal Kahn nods at this promise. 　

(name) walked back down the steps to see Kitana and Jade arguing "Are you my friend or his consort?" Kitana hissed "It was my idea, Kitana. It's in your best interest. Succeed with Sheeva and Kotal will pledge his loyalty to you. There's no bond more sacred to an Osh-Tekk like him" Jade replied before noticing (name) and smiling "besides I believe your sister-in-law would like to talk to you" Kitana turned around to see (name) standing there looking at her with determined eyes "actually it's something I need to talk to both of you about" the two edenians look a each other before turning back to her "It's about Calithea" 　

The scene cuts to the wastelands of Outworld, a barren desert filled with nothing but rocks, sand and dead trees. A scouting party mounted on some striped horses, all with exotic colours, walks through the desert while (name) flies above with fire engulfing her from the waist down. Kotal and Jade travel on horseback as well, Kotal on a steed with the same colour as his blue war paint, while Jade travels on a brown horse the same colour as her clothing. 　

"I remember when we could ride like this alone" Jade says looking to Kotal Kahn "My life has changed as Outworld's Kahn. Thankfully, you have not" he replied "You haven't changed much either, despite the years. You're still the same noble warrior I met in Shao Kahn's court. And now you're Kahn. I'm surprised no woman has claimed your bed and become your queen" A rare smile adorns Kotal's lips as he snorts in amusement "Many have tried" "Yet they failed. Why?" Kotal Kahn looks to Jade with a look of fondness "None of them were you" 　

Jade looked above at (name), who was talking to some of the guards, then to Kotal Kahn "and what of her?" Kotal Kahn looked ahead "(name) is a warrior of Outworld and my most trusted adviser" "and the child?" "her daughter as well as Mileenas" "She told me as much but how?" "I am not to sure on the process but from what has been explained to me Calithea was made just as how Mileena was" "and you hold no ill will against the child?" Kotal Kahn shook his head "no the child may be Mileenas but she does not bare her crimes" Jade smiles at this. 　

The scouting party continues on their trek through the desert. They have now reached an area where unnatural looking stalagmites reaching dozens of feet high are littered across the landscape. The party draws to a halt and all the scouts dismount, Kotal and Jade included. Jade looks to one side and points her finger toward the ground. 　 "There are fresh tracks leading into the Hive. If Shao Kahn's in there, he'll be difficult to find. The tunnels are endless" says Jade Kotal Kahn turns to his scouts and (name) "Set fire to them. If he's hidden, he will be smoked out" Jade places a hand on Kotal's shoulder "Kotal, we don't know who else is in th--"

A sudden thundering in the ground below interrupts her. The horses are immediately spooked by the noise and vibrations and take off running in every direction away from them. Insect creatures that somewhat resemble an Earthrealm spider (but with their size increased to almost that of a human) emerge from the ground. Kotal draws out his macuahitl blade as Jade gets into a fighting stance. One of the creatures lunges at Jade, grabbing her legs in its mouth. Another tries for Kotal, but he slices his blade across its face. and another to (name) but is quickly burned away. The first creature begins to pull Jade away. 　 "No!" Kotal Kahn yells as he turns to Jade and reaches his hand out, but the second creature comes at him again. Kotal hastily swipes his blade again in self-defense, this time cleaving the creature's head in half. Jade, however, is pulled away screaming underground as another creature comes at Kotal "JADE!" (name) screamed burning away the incsects on her legs. 　

The creature now holds Jade fully in it's maw, scuttering across the underground tunnel with breakneck speed. It emerges in the same part of the Hive that Shao Kahn spoke with Kronika in, although no one else appears to be present now. As Jade struggles in the grasp of the insect, a more terrifying presence jumps into the room with them - her revenant self. She walks toward her younger self, who steels herself. "Hold her!" revenant Jade say making the insect tightens its grip. Revenant Jade lifts her polearm into the air and brings it down hard. 　

At the last moment, Jade moves to the side and the staff crashes down on the insect's head, killing it instantly. Jade flips to her feet and faces down her undead self "By the Gods, it's true? This is what I become?!" Past Jade asks horrified "Blame your loyalty to Kitana. It led directly to our death" her revenant self sneered "Then so be it. I would not trade Kitana's friendship for anything" "It is pitiful you choose servitude" "She and I fight side by side, against Shao Kahn. His oppression cannot stand!" 　

They fight. Both the old and young Jade are equals in speed, agility and skill, but the revenant Jade holds back her assault, not wishing to accidentally kill her younger self. This allows the younger Jade to press her advantage, eventually defeating her revenant after a fierce battle "When called for a higher purpose, we must ser--" 　

A cry from above in the Osh-Tekk language interrupts Jade's speech "Ack-Na! Kot-tek-hah!" Jade backs up as Kotal falls into the Hive from an above entrance. D'Vorah lands on her feet next to him. Kotal recovers quickly and tries to stab D'Vorah with his sickles, but she dodges to one side. Kotal rises to his feet and faces her down. 　

"You will bleed for your betrayal, D'Vorah" he growls "This One acts only for the Hive's survival" she replies. With a motion, her four stingers emerge from her back. She charges and swings them at Kotal, who repeatedly fends them off with his sickles. After several parries though, one of the stingers gets through his defenses and impales him through his right shoulder. Kotal sinks to his knees in pain as D'Vorah yanks the stinger back out. With Kotal weakened from the poison in her stingers, D'Vorah walks up to him and caresses his face in her hands. Kotal struggles as tiny maggots begin to emerge from D'Vorah's mouth in the hundreds, covering his face. Kotal tries to scream, but is unable to do more than gurgle as the maggots crawl over and into his mouth. 　

Just as it looks to be the end for Kotal, D'Vorah ducks her head backwards just in time to avoid Jade's razor-rang, which circles around back into its owner's hand "You'd best flee, D'Vorah. Kotal is mine" 　

They fight. There is no fighter in Outworld like D'Vorah, who's speed, poison and control over insects is unmatched. But seeing Kotal injured drives Jade into an aggressive fury that takes the Kytinn by surprise. The Edenian warrior takes the fight to D'Vorah and beats her to the ground. With D'Vorah down, Jade points her staff downward and sticks it in her throat. JADE: Wish to survive? Tell us where to find Shao Kahn. D'Vorah growls in anger, but her eyes show she has no fight left. 　

The scene cuts to three almost completely charred bodies, hung from tree stumps. Kotal Kahn, Jade and the Outworld scouts are on a cliff side, looking into the valley below. "Ghosts of my past. D'Vorah spoke the truth" he whispered 　

Below them are a multitude of large tents, all kept erect by several large poles crammed upright. The tents are considerably larger than the Tarkatans walking between them and encompass the entire valley "We are outnumbered" Says Kotal Kahn "Give (name) a few of your best soldiers. We'll infiltrate the camp and search for Shao Kahn unseen" Jade says looking at the land "What you propose is dangerous" She smiles "Of course it is and if she is seen she can speak to them as Mileenas Mate" 　

Jade notices (name)s angry expression and walks over placing a hand on her shoulder gaining her attention "what is the matter?" she asked. (name) sighed angrily "we let D'vorah go. we let her go to do elder gods knows what I just!" Jade places her hand on both of (name)s shoulders to turn her to face her "take a deep breath, if you get too rilled up you will be taken down easily" after a few minutes (name) was calmed she opened her eyes and smiled slightly at Jade "thanks Jade It's just the though of her near Calithea makes my blood boil" Jades eyes narrow thinking of the childs face contorted into fear "she will not lay a single claw on her I swear it" 　

The scene cuts to inside the Tarkatan war camp. A male Tarkatan bites into the severed hand of a flayed body next to him, then throws the hand away in disgust. As he picks up and tears into a severed and flayed head next, (name) and five of the scouts sneak past behind him. They pick up their pace into a run, and soon hear voices before them speaking in the untranslated Tarkatan language. 　 "Okot nara toka nit Ratash, oko nar?" said one of them as (name)s team take cover behind a tent. A group of five Tarkatans walk into the main campsite area, deep in discussion. "Nar hartak latah ratk" the other replied.The Tarkatans break into laughter while (name) forces down a laugh since she understood what they were talking about. She peaks out from her cover and notices they are walking away from their position "Alk Tarkata aka ha, Tetakh" a third said while (name) and the scouts break cover and start running in the opposite direction to the Tarkatans "No nakhut nay" "Trakka tor no rakata" As they run through the camp, a group of six Tarkatans walk out, prompting (name) and the scouts to duck behind another tent "Kabak takar wak kakta kaht? Tak pakar rah batahat 　

This group walks right next to the tent (name) and the scouts are using for cover. "Tor parkaht. Wak kaht nak Shao Kahn kolkat ha trabakar" "Wakt hakka turk. Wak rakata raynar Kotal khanak" They walk on, none looking in (name)'s direction "Nar oko papkhat" As the group walks off, (name) motions to her scouts and breaks cover. She turns, starts to run... and steps right into the path of a female Tarkatan, who backs up in surprise and fear "Toh ha na? Taka ha na aki Tarkata? Nay... nay... Trakka ti!" The female is terrified, and through her speech is untranslated she has realised that (name) and her scouts are not allied with the Tarkatans. The scouts reach for their swords to silence her, but (name) holds her hand out "wait" she said as the female holds her hand out in surrender "Parkha..." (name) holds her hands up as well, trying to calm the female as she approaches her and begins to speak tarkaten (I'm typing it in english because I'm not going to try and decode what word means what) "It's ok we're not here to hurt you" the tarkaten begins to calm down "who are you?" she asked making (name) smile "my name is (name). I was Mileenas...mate" the female tarkaten staggered back into two posts behind her. Suddenly, a nearby male Tarkatan blows a war horn, sounding the alarm. Dozens more Tarkatans begin running toward (name) and the scouts "RUN!" She takes off, as do the scouts. On the cliff side, Kotal Kahn and Jade hear the war horns sounding across the camp and realise (name)'s cover is blown. He looks to his remaining soldiers. 　

"With me!" Kotal Kahn shouts as he jumps onto his horse, which rears up onto its hind legs. Kotal remains in the saddle and tugs on its reins, making the horse gallop off down the valley. Kotal's soldiers follow soon after on their own mounts. Back in the camp, (name) flees from three Tarkatans in hot pursuit. The other scouts are nowhere to be seen. As she runs, two more Tarkatans join the chase. (name) runs past some scafolding and grabs a long pole. She reaches a flight of steps and turns about, swinging her pole and catching the nearest Tarkatan in the side of his head, knocking him down. She follows with a swipe in the other direction, knocking down the next Tarkatan after him, then she swings her pole downwards and cracks a third Tarkatan on the top of his skull, following through with a kick to his face that sends him sprawling. 　

The fourth Tarkatan does not run blindly into her staff like the others before him, instead leading with his arm-blades. (name) dodges back and up the stairs, avoiding his swipes. She counters with pole strikes to both of his knees, then an upward swing right into his groin. She finishes with a strike to his head that knocks him aside. The fifth Tarkatan charges immediately afterward, but Jade sweeps his legs out from under him with her staff and slams her staff into his midsection, incapacitating him. 　

As a sixth Tarkatan charges next, (name) retreats further up the steps. She parries an arm-blade attack with her pole and bashes the Tarkatan upside his head, knocking him off the steps, then repeats the motion for a seventh immediately afterwards. An eighth Tarkatan tries his luck next, but (name) stabs her pole straight into his open maw and knocks him down. 　

(name) has now reached the top of the stairs she was climbing, and it now becomes obvious that she has ascended into a meat carriage. Dozens of human bodies with the skin flayed off their forms are hanging from the low ceiling above her "oh sick" she mutters disgusted Realising the Tarkatans are going to keep coming for her, she turns around and makes her way through the carriage. Another Tarkatan charges behind her, swiping madly with his arm blades and carving through some bodies. Although she feels bad for doing this to the tarkatens but she needed to do this not for her or for outworld but for Calithea. 　

One of his swipes ends with him accidentally getting his blade stuck in a body, and Jade takes advantage with a roundhouse kick to his face, knocking him senseless. Jade looks in front of her to see more bodies, these ones hanging from chains over a pit of hot coals. She shoves a body into the face of another Tarkatan to knock him down and runs toward the chains, leaping into the air and grabbing the nearest to her. 　

With effortless grace, she swings to the next chain and catches it, repeating the process for every next chain. As another Tarkatan swings behind her, (name) grabs one of the hooks that ends the chain and stabs the Tarkatan through the side of the head. Immediately his body loses its grip and tears itself free of his head, falling to the coals below and catching fire. 　

Another Tarkatan swings toward (name), using the head of his fallen comrade as a grip. (name) swings back in his direction and kicks him in the face, sending him down to a fiery end. One more Tarkatan swings toward (name) and leaps, managing to grab her left leg. She kicks him off and he falls as well. (name) keeps swinging across the chains, dragging one carrying a particularly large corpse into the face of another pursuing Tarkatan, causing him to fall into the coals as well. 　

Finally, (name) reaches the other side, pushing her way through more flayed bodies. She jumps off the meat carriage and into an open area of the war camp. Dozens of Tarkatans swarm in around her, and she finally comes to a halt as she sees her exit is barred by none other than the Naknada known as Kollector and even more Tarkatans. Kollector smiles as Jade finds herself surrounded on all sides, but she remains unfazed and addresses him directly. 　

"I should have dealt with you myself before the Collosiem" she growled "and yet you did not instead you sat and stayed like a well-behaved pet of Kotal Kahn" Kollector smirked. Behind them, the Tarkatans roar and turn to another battle taking place - Jade, Kotal Kahn and his soldiers have reached them. Kotal stabs through a nearby Tarkatan with his gigantic sword, swipes with a backhanded strike to send another flying, then cleaves upward to catch another Tarktan, following through with a downward swing that splits him in half from head to groin. 　 Kotal grabs another Tarkatan by the throat and lifts him off his feet, using his sword to stab through a Tarkatan charging him while doing so, and then killing another with a backward swipe. He turns his attention back to the Tarkatan in his grasp and crushes his windpipe, throwing him aside and stabbing through two Tarkatans at once with his sword. One falls aside, but the other is still alive on his blade. Kotal breaks into a run, charging toward more foes with the still alive Tarkatan screaming in terror next to him. 　

Kotal's charge takes him past Jade, who faces down Kollector amd (name) "you want this one?" (name) asks Jade earning a nod "gladly" she replies before stepping up to Kollector "Before Shao Kahn raised me up, Outworlders despised the Naknada. Now they fear us. Tell me that is not progress!" 　

They fight. Kollector's unique physiology, his surprising strength and his multitude of hidden weapons present a challenge that no ordinary human could hope to prevail against. But Jade knows him well, and her own speed, skill and experience allow her to slip past his defenses and take the fight to him. After a fierce melee, Jade leaves Kollector defeated on the ground. 　 "Fear and respect are not equals" 　

Jade looks to Kotal, who is parading in front of the surviving Tarkatans. He stops before the female Tarkatan who had the misfortune of running into (name) earlier. Though she looks down in fear and despair, Kotal Kahn has no pity for her. He looks to his soldiers. "Line them up. Execute them" 　

He grabs the female by her upper arms and pulls her away from her brethren. She cries out and tries to reach for a male Tarkatan next to her, presumably her mate, who tries to reach her back. Their arms fall short though, and Kotal's forces pull apart other Tarkatans in a similar fashion. (name) and jade look at each other in horror and shock. 　

With the Tarkatans lined up, Kotal walks behind a male Tarkatan who is still standing and kicks him to his knees. A nearby Outworld soldier wields a small macuahuitl and he brings it to bear, ready to slice the Tarkatan's head off. Kotal stands once more in front of the doomed Tarkatans and brings his hand up. The female Tarkatan closes her eyes in terror as Kotal's soldiers raise their blades... but Jade puts a hand on Kotal's shoulder before he can bring his other hand down as (name) walks up the the soldier holding the macuahuitl and rips it out of his hands with a glare. 　

"Kotal! This is cruel! Many didn't fight us. There are children!" Jade pleaded "You forget; In my time, they joined Mileena in rebellion against me!" Kotal growled making (name) throw the weapon on the ground "these are not the same tarkatens that faught against you! they are husband and wives! mothers and fathers! sons and daughters!" (name) growled "you would stand against your Kahn?" Kotal asked in a dangerus tone "no but I would not allow my Kahn to kill innocens" he made a move to go after her but Jade stood in front of her "A better Kahn would offer them a warm hand, not cold steel" 　

They fight. With his sheer strength, magical powers and deadly weapons, Kotal is a match for even Shao Kahn and would have had little trouble taking on Jade... were it not for the fact that he is in love with her. As such, he is taken aback when she challenges him and does not bring his full strength to bear, allowing Jade the chance she needs. Kotal's lover holds nothing back and leaves him a beaten and unconscious mess on the floor 　

"Your heart has hardened, Kotal" 　 Jade walked forward to see if Kotal would be alright when a fireball hit the ground in front of her as (name) walked forward hands blazing "what are you doing?" Jade asked surprised while (name) simply glared "what am I doing? what the hell are you doing!? you attacked him! all you needed to do was talk him down Jade! and have you forgotten where we are!" she growled. Jade stood her ground " you don't know him like I do!" 　

 they fight. (name)s fiery anger and outworld training prove to help her in the fight but not enough as Jades Edenian kombat skills to win the fight and successful knocks her out 　

Both the Outworlders and Tarkatans seemingly stopped everything to watch the fight, but the crowd begins to part for a newcomer to the scene - Shao Kahn and his warguard. A couple of Outworlders make a run for it, but most stand down, realizing there is no point in running. Upon spotting the former Emperor, Jade too does not bother running nor fighting, merely looking at him impassively. Shao Kahn looks down to the unconscious Kotal Kahn and (name), and though his face is obscured by the skull-mask he wears, there is clear glee in his eyes at seeing his foe defeated and the Pyromacer incapacitated. 　

The scene cuts to the chambers of the Elder Gods. Raiden teleports in with a flash of lightning... but the chambers themselves are abandoned and in ruin. The thrones that once housed the Elder Gods are either empty, or in some cases outright destroyed. He looks around with a clear expression of sorrow on his face "It is... too late" he says regretfully "Blame yourself for the Elder Gods' deaths, Raiden" Raiden looks around. Cetrion hovers toward the platform he is standing on. She is no longer dozens of metres in height, nor does she shine with a spectral hue. Instead, she is slightly smaller in Raiden, having adopted the form of a woman as he does a mortal man. 　

 Unlike Raiden though, Cetrion's skin shines with a purple hue and her outfit appears to be a combination of turquoise crystalline armour with an undergarment made out of leaves "Your actions have irrevocably altered Kronika's balance of light and dark. Shinnok's decapitation was the cap stone" "You are a paragon of virtue. You should wish evil vanquished!" "I abide my mother's will" Raiden is shocked "You were begotten by Kronika" "As was my brother, Shinnok. The darkness to my light" She approaches Raiden and places her hand on his shoulder. 　

"Nature demands equilibrium. Balance is perfection. You have stepped out of your role, made that balance impossible. That's why the New Era holds no place for you" "You will not succeed" "Kotal Kahn is captured, Raiden. As is (name)" She drops her hand to her side "The combined might of Outworld and the Netherrealm will keep your forces at bay - while my mother finishes her work. She turns to leave" "Do not underestimate Earthrealm's warriors!" Without turning to look back at him, Cetrion levitates into the sky "You are right to have been fond of these mortals" They were good souls. She floats away, leaving Raiden alone on the platform. 　

The scene cuts to the interior of the Special Forces base. A training dummy's torso is on display. A large klaxon sounds in the background, and a moment later a fireball shoots into the dummy, exploding outward and completely destroying it. From across the firing range, the younger Jax shoots two more fireballs from his heated up arms, destroying another dummy. 　 As his arms cool down, he smiles at the effects of the cybernetics. Jacqui stands a few feet behind him, holding a rifle of her own "Man, these arms are an upgrade. It'll be payback time, next time I see Ermac" Jax said smirking "Oh, I made sure he got his" Jacqui said as she turns away from the firing range and puts the rifle down while Jax flexes his new arms "Hmm, I imagine "future me" is out kicking ass with these right now" He said smirking as he turned around. 　

Jacqui pauses at the mention of her father, and speaks without looking back at Jax, taking off her ear protectors as Jax does the same "Cassie told you that "future you" spent time as a revenant, yeah?" "Sounded horrible. Can't imagine becoming Shinnok's puppet. But she says I come back from it" Jacqui now faces Jax with her arms crossed, clearly not at ease "The experience haunted Dad. But then he-- you - met Mom. She brought you back to life" "The love of a good woman? Like the sound of that" "She was Dad's everything. She died last year. Dad's stayed on the farm. He feels safer there" At these words, Jax looks just as troubled as Jacqui. He contemplates them for a few moments.

#mk11 #reptile mk #mileena #mortal kombat x reader #mk11 x reader #mortal kombat 11 #mortal kombat

[mrstsung]

Yo fellow mk blog. But fellow self ship blogs especially. You listen up.

I luv y'all.

And this post is for you.

Especially for you. 💖

💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚

If you love or self ship with:

Liu kang: he would definitely protect you,nothing makes him happier than seeing you smile

Kuai lang: sub zero? You Melt his heart. Hell would freeze over before he lets you ever get hurt or cry.

Hanzo Hasashi: you made him believe in 2nd chances at love. You gave him hope for a new family and motivation to protect them more.

Kung lao: (bless you for loving him fr) he would absolutely adore you,wouldn't stop talking about you. He wants to be able to give you the love you deserve.

Fujin: this god of wind. Cinnamon roll of my eyes. He would absolutely fucking love you. The wind beneath your wings. (Corny i know but its true 💖)

Raiden: bless you for loving the anxiety ridden god of thunder. Please love him! He would absolutely love you and keep you safe from all harm. 🥺🤧💖

Jax: omfg please hug him! He would love you. You help him even the darkest of times. Blessed.

Johnny cage: this himbo would totally love you! (Canon ship aside johnny cage would so totally be down for you!) He would make you laugh and smile. Cheer you up when you're down. The best friend and husband material. You would get along with cassie and even his (i assume ex since this is self ship) sonya.

Sonya Blade: on the flipside if you're with sonya. She would totally love you. Very protective and attentive,when she's not on a misson that is. You again get along with the cage fam,regardless of their situation.

If y'all ship with cassie or Jacqui: they both love you!

Kano: kano? Yes he too would love you.

Erron black: you bet your ass he does!

Shang mofo tsung: HE WOULD LOVE YOU AND EAT ANYONES SOUL WHO TRIES TO HURT YOU! (Srry im bias. I luv shang tsung. So yes,he would love you too)

Shao kahn: hell yeah he would. You see how he treats canonlly sindel(tho i have personal beef with the execution on this and despite my grievances it was wholesome in a weird way) you bet your ass he would.

Sindel: she would totally love you. Pamper you to hell n back

Mileena: plz love her. She loves you. Teeth,fangs and all. Uwu

Kitana: she would love you with all her heart

Jade: yup love ya

Kotal kahn: definitely love you.

D'vorah: bug baby loves you. And she'd let you name one of her hive children. Because shes sweet like that

Kabal: loves you. Gives you fast cute kisses as he nyoooms by.

Baraka: yes he would. Most definitely love you. He's a good husband. (He aint my thing but its sweet people give him love)

Cetrion: she loves you. She calls you her little flower or little star. Because you are. Uwu

Noob Saibot: hell yes he would.

Skarlet: loves you as much as she loves blood. A lot.

Kollector: yes. He calls you his treasure.

Geras: yup. Loves you for the rest of.... time. *gets brick thrown at me*

Sheeva: OFC SHE DO! sheeva is queeeeeeen! 💖🥺🤧🥰

Nightwolf: he loves you. And the great spirit protects both of you and blesses this beautiful union. 🥺💖🐺

Pretty much everyone loves you,could love you,would totally be down for you and definitely makes good husband/wife/spouce material. Or even platonically too. They'd make amazing friendships.

I hope this cheers you up or puts a smile on your faces. Plz don't be discouraged from loving these characters and this amazing game. This game means a lot to me and i love seeing people play it and get into gaming because of it.

But also i just want people to know that haters dont matter and you should love these characters and or self ship anyways.

-sincerely Mrs.Tsung 💚🐍

#mortal kombat #self ship #self shipping #self shipping positivity #admin throws her/their love at you! #mk x reader

[kusagrasskusa]

23 but it's Kung Lao (if u write for him) reacting to reader getting flirted with, please! ✨

yAS- I didn't think someone would use that list thing lol. Thank you for your request! I typically assume the reader is female unless specified so sorry if you wanted gender neutral- Also, I know it says headcannons, but I basically just write imagines in headcannon form lol

Here's a list of small headcannons I write for. Please, suggest anything so I can make the list bigger lol.

Kung Lao reacting to Reader getting flirted with-

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The two were strolling through Outworld undercover to get away from Earthrealm's struggles for a bit; it was just a little fun, nothing too bad. Kotal Kahn was ruler at the time so it's not like the two would expect to be massacred if they were caught; though they might get arrested. But hey, the two were one of Earthrealm's finest warriors so they could escape.

And the two were clearly in a relationship too. The sweet words they told each other and their hands clasped together made it obvious. Hell, they were in a more romantic part of Outworld per se with beautiful scenery and cleaner areas. Who in their damn mind would assume that these two were just friends with these factors at play?

"I'm gonna be right back," Kung Lao spoke as their walking halted. Y/N smiled and nodded, letting go of his hand.

"Alright. Just be quick," Y/N responded. Kung Lao smirked as he walked off- he clearly had something in mind.

And not even a full 10 seconds passed before a voice cooed. "Excuse me, miss, what's a fine young gal such as yerself doin' 'round these parts?"

Y/N up to see a human cowboy walking towards her, narrowing his eyes. Her face warmed up a bit at the compliment and a small giggle came out.

"I'm just touring the area with somebody," she replied, turning her body as the cowboy circled her as to keep eye contact.

The way her hair was styled and clothing was enough to make her seemingly unrecognizable, but for extra meaures, she wore contacts to change her eye color and used paint to put symbols on her skin. Kung Lao had done the same; no one could even tell that they were from Earthrealm. But still, the cowboy's fixation on her was a bit unnerving.

"That so? Well, I know this place like the back of my hand," he continued. "If you wanna come with me, pretty lady, I can show you so many great things. And when it gets dark, I can show you just how romantic it can be."

By now, Y/N's face was hot as hell. Whether it's from the flirting, embarrassment, shock, anxiety, or surprise from something like this never happening, either way she was blushing hard.

Y/N uncomfortably stuttered out a few words, making the cowboy chuckle. He stopped circling her; he gripped her hand softly but firmly and raised it up to his mask as if he was about to kiss her knuckled.

"Excuse me," Y/N interrupted. Before she could say anything else, another voice came in.

"She already has a significant other," Kung Lao interjected. Within his hands were two Outworld candies that the two had always loved. "And we have somewhere to be now. Good day to you, cowboy." Kung Lao spoke with spite and his face showed how jealous he was.

Y/N couldn't hold back her smile as she saw the man she loved return. "Oh, hey!" She walked passed the cowboy as if he didn't exist and made her way to Kung Lao.

The cowboy just stared annoyedly as the two conversated. He tsked before walking off.

The couple began to walk off again. Once they were a safe distance from the cowboy, Y/N began to giggle. "What's so funny?" Kung Lao asked, fuming.

"You're face and the way you talked to him, heh heh. You don't need to be so worried, love," Y/N giggled, taking a bite of the Outworld candy. Kung Lao huffed and rolled his eyes.

"He was touching you and flirting with you. And you did nothing to stop it." Kung Lao replied, angerly finishing the candy. Y/N smirked smugly and internally laughed at how cute his face looks when he's angry.

"Hmm...How about when we get back to Earthrealm, I can show you how much I love you. I wouldn't dare leave you for someone else and I can prove it."

That night was full of jokes, hugs, kisses, cuddling, and much more. The next day, Kung Lao would be greeted with her cooking and find himself being praised more.

#mkx mortal kombat x #mk x reader #mkxl #mk11 #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x #mortal kombat #mortal kombat 11 #kung lao #reader insert #kung lao x reader #x reader #kung lao x you #poor bebe #reader being flirted with #kung lao is hurt #big oof #kung lao x s/o

[valkyrieofedenia]

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You Need To Get Out

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Pairing: Erron Black x F!Reader

Warnings: angst break up, strangulation

Summary: Erron finds out what you've been doing behind his back

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Erron Black stepped out from the walls of the Kotal Kahn's palace, his eyes landing on the red haired woman in front of him, maybe just an orphan to some but to him, Skarlet was nothing more than an problem. Erron's mouth twitched in a frown behind his mask, watching the blood sucker walk away, no longer welcome inside of the Outworld. Not that Kotal Kahn had much of a choice, Erron made sure of that, it was his outworld, his world that he was in control of, not Skarlet's, not Shao Kahn's, it belonged to him, he made the rules of who lives and stays, and who dies and leaves.

Erron stared longer at Skarlet as she walked away, something inside of Skarlet's bag had caught Erron's eyes but he couldn't be sure of what it was. He jumped down from the wall quickly and ran after Skarlet, catching the woman off guard.

"Skarlet wait!" Erron had called out, Skarlet stopped, glaring at the gun slinger, "don't worry darlin', friendly measures. Can I see your bag?"

Skarlet hesitantly pulled off her bag from her shoulder, she didn't think she had a choice in the matter staring at the multiple guns on Erron's waist and guards that surrounded him that could easily strip away her life.

As Erron took the bag into his hands, he searched through it till he found what he was looking for, it was a ruby encrusted sword except it was no normal sword with a scorching red blade. He looked closely at the blade, tracing over the engraved words as Erron clenched his teeth behind his mask. He tossed the bag back at Skarlet, knocking the wind out of the woman's gut as Erron rushed away quickly, the sword hidden behind his back.

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It was quiet inside the small house that Erron had entered, unusual for the number of times he's entered the home. Usually, he would earn the quiet hum of the song in the background, not anymore. Erron was calm with his steps into the house, hopefully, this was all a misunderstanding, maybe another thievery from Skarlet, there was no way this was gonna end like he had imagined.

"Y/N?" Erron had called into the house, lifting his mask knowing he was in private now, "my darlin'? Where are you?"

"I'm here," Dream's head perked up to the side where he saw you sitting by the window, a fox curled up in your lap as you brushed through the orange fur. Erron glanced down at the fox, looking up towards your e/c eyes again and motioned for you to come over to him.

"Someone gave Skarlet your sword," you looked down at the sword in Erron's hands, your name engraved in the sword proving it was the one that Erron had given you, "someone has betrayed me within the walls."

Looking down at the sword before you glanced back up at Erron, the smile that was once always on your face gone as you stared at him. Erron's eyes narrowed trying to read your emotions, something he was always so talented at doing to others, but unable to break through your wall.

"Are you gonna deny it?"

A small smirk came to your face hearing Erron, he knew, you weren't surprised, he always knew what happened, one way or another, it was just a matter of when. "No. You were heartless enough to leave Skarlet helpless, a woman that you once loved, I did what I had to. I gave her my sword just like I gave her the information of your betrayal towards her and her exilation."

Erron was speechless, his eyes cold and his face unreadable. Dropping the sword at his feet, his hands met your face pulling you closer to him as he pressed his cold lips towards yours. It was a quick but meaningful kiss to you, you knew you had messed up but you didn't regret it, Skarlet was just a orphan that didn't know any better.

Erron tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, his hand lingering on your cheek, "I love you Y/N. You're the most beautiful thing to have happened to me." His other hand landed on your waist turning you to make your back hit his chest, "and there's a part of me that will always love you." With a quick kiss to your head, Erron's hand went around your throat as he squeezed.

You struggled to kick and trying to grab whatever you could to make Erron stop, feeling the air leaving your lungs. Gasping for air, you grabbed onto Erron's arm trying to rip his hand away from your throat.

"Erron–" you gasped out, the only words able to leave your throat before Erron let go. Your legs struggled to hold you up as you fell down onto the floor of your home, Erron walking away from you to the other side of the house.

When you had finally controlled your regaining breath, you picked up the sword on the floor as you pushed yourself off the ground.

"Just get out, I don't want to see your face in outworld again Y/N, I love you very much but I will not hesitate to put a bullet through your skull if I see your face here again," Erron simply said, watching you stand up and tuck your sword in your belt, "you have one hour to get all of your things and erase all trace of you in this world, make it quick."

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[caribouwritings]

I don't know if anyone has asked you this before, Caribou, but what are your favorite Mortal Kombat ships and do you have any headcanons you can share about them, please? :)

Ooooo, this is really a good question! I actually touched on some of my favorite ships and what I like about them but never shared headcanons about them…

Note: yes, I’m aware most of these are canon ships!

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Kitana and Liu Kang:

- They are meant to be, and fall for each other merely seconds apart (Liu fell first though)

- Both struggle with not failing on what others expect, but they have a strong spell on each other that everyone can see the sparks shooting off between them when they’re near each other

- Although both have a strong sense of duty, they’d drop it all just to have a normal life together but they know regret and constant wonders of what if will haunt them

- Becoming revenants was the best thing to happen to them even though it is horrific and traumatizing to everyone around them, they are free to just openly love and devote their affections to each other in the Netherrealm

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Jacqui Briggs & Takeda Takahashi:

- Very obviously, Takeda fell first and made it known to Jacqui how beautiful he found her to be

- Jacqui was hesitant to going on their first date as she didn’t want to end up causing a riff between the team if things went sour, but Takeda assured her he doesn’t hold grudges over bad dates

- Takeda is very thoughtful and sweet, he will do anything for Jacqui and goes above and beyond to show Jax he loves and respects his daughter

- Takeda was really nervous about proposing to Jacqui, and it was very important to him that Jax was okay with the marriage, he already knows his mishmash of family loves Jacqui so he’s good on that end

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Jade & Kotal Kahn:

- Kotal fell first, he saw and admired Jade for so long that he worked up courage to speak to her

- Jade is a huge flirt and can see the control she had on Kotal, and it both entertains her and flatters her watching this big, strong warrior fumble to make sentences and meet her eye

- It was Jade who made the first mood, telling Kotal she heard rumors of the stars being brightest on the mountains and if she could find someone to accompany her, she’d love to go see them (cue Kotal formally asking if she would like him to escort her)

- They decided to keep their relationship a secret because of their statuses and not wanting their ties to one another to become gossip or a weapon against them

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Mileena & Tanya:

- Mileena fell first, she liked how Tanya wasn’t repulsed by her or thought of her as a monster that she began to crush on her

- Tanya initially liked Mileena for her power, but she began to really see Mileena as she is and actually feeling sympathetic turn to admiration

- Tanya has an I’m-too-cool-for-this attitude that even intimidates Mileena, that she would chicken out and change the subject when it came to asking Tanya out

- It all changed when Tanya teasingly asked Mileena if she wanted to kiss her, after Tanya kissed her they became an inseparable force with Tanya following Mileena

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(Bonus: the ship I hate because I think they’d be bad for each other in the end and think they need more character development!)

Sareena & Bi-Han:

- Sareena definitely fell first and admired Bi-Han for “freeing” her and thinking of him as the shining prince of her dreams

- Bi-Han however isn’t entirely aware of this, he has a bit of an one-track-mind and focuses on what he’s doing to really take her into consideration

- After much chasing, Sareena would eventually capture him but learn he’s not what she imagined him to be and he is instead a complex man with issues bigger than she could ever fathom

- In the end, Sareena will realize she fell more in love with the idea she made of Bi-Han than Bi-Han himself, and Bi-Han will wonder what he did wrong

#caribou headcanons #mortal kombat #kitana #liu kang #jacqui briggs #takeda takahashi #jade #kotal khan #mileena #tanya #sareena #noob saibot #bi han

[xoxoperse]

Slow dancing? What about Lao and ball dancing? Do you think he can ball dance?? 😗✨

hm... well, if he can’t dance, the sight of him in a tux will surely make up for it 👀🥺🥰 (also i love this gif sm it doesn’t make sense)

also also, these leads more to the female/feminine side for the reader, i just wanted to mention that!

trigger warnings: swearing.

you and kung lao had been visiting outworld for the past week, finally being able to properly explore it without any shit messing things up. that being said, the real reason why you both were visiting was for kitana’s royal engagement to liu kang. they were to hold a celebratory ball at the end of the week, and of course, you and kung lao had to be invited. tonight was the night of the ball. you, jade, and kitana went dress shopping early in the week; meanwhile liu kang and kung lao went to do some formal shopping of their own.

you were just finishing up your hair when you heard a knock on the door, calling out a ‘come in!’ while you did the final touches. you wanted to surprise lao with the dress you picked out. it was handmade by an outworld-renowned seamstress, and it was goregous. it was in your favourite colour and hugged you nicely, all-the-while also being flowy in the right spots.

as soon as your words left your mouth, you heard the click open, catching your eye; it was jade. a smile formed on her lips, adoring your current look. “hello, y/n. you look gorgeous,” she complimented as she walked in. she had an emerald dress on with matching earrings, necklace, and rings. she had a black case in her grasp as she approached you.

“thank you, jade. you look even more gorgeous than i do,” you chuckled with a smile. “what’s that in your hands, if you don’t mind me asking?” you asked as you laid your comb down on the mirrored-makeup table.

“it is a gift from empress kitana, she wanted you to have it,” she answered, handing you the box. it was a rectangular, black velvet jewelry box, with golden lettering across the top. you open the box, revealing a bracelet with your favourite gemstone all the way around; it was beautiful.

“this is beautiful,” you cooed, your mouth dropped from pure shock. “she didn’t have to do this for me,” you reluctantly tore your eyes from the bracelet and looked to jade, probably looking like a kid in a candy store.

“she insisted,” jade nodded, the smile still remaining on her lips. she lifted up hee arm to reveal a bracelet of her own that looked just like yours, lined with emeralds. “she has a sapphire one; it would be wrong to not get one for you, as well,”

you absently tilted your head, the wide grin still playing on your lips, before taking the bracelet out of the box. “would you mind to help me put it on?” you asked, standing up and passing it to her. she gave you a ‘gladly’ before taking the bracelet, clasping it onto your wrist.

you responded with a thank you, giving jade a happy hug; if you thought this was a tight hug, wait until kitana got hers. as you both pulled away from each other, jade spoke, “kung lao is waiting for you down the hallway,” she spoke with a wink. you nodded in response, before she left the room once more. turning back to your mirror, you took one final glance to make sure everything was looking good, before you made your way out.

you peered down the hall as you walked out, sheeing kung lao talking with liu kang. your other half’s back was to you, seemingly not hearing your exit from your room. you caught liu kang’s eye for a moment when he looked over kung lao’s shoulder, he stopped speaking, a tiny smirk appearing on his lips. his attention was back to lao, before he pat his shoulder and nodded in your direction. he parted ways, and lao turned around as you began to make your way to him. he was speechless, to say the least, which certainly did not happen often. “hello, handsome,” you greeted with a smile.

“hello, beautiful,” he greeted back, smiling like a dork in your presence. you gave him a quick kiss before you went to straighten up his tie a bit and fix his slightly uneven collar. you had to admif, he looks damn good in his black-on-black-on-black tuxedo. he gave you a quick ‘thank you’ before he spoke up again, “you look amazing,” he complimented.

“thank you, lao. you look incredibly handsome, yourself,” you spoke softly, smiling widely to him. he held out his arm for you hook with your own, escorting you to the ball room.

it wasn’t long before the couple had reached the ballroom, and it wasn’t as filled as you thought it would be. that being said, everyone of importance to the royal couple was there. jade, kotal, raiden, fujin, sheeva and the royal staff; hell, even the one and only erron black was there. your heels clicked on the marble floor, approaching the happy couple with lao by side. “liu kang, kitana kahn,” you greeted with a little curtsy.

“please, no need for formalities,” kitana said softly, giving you a both a smile. “thank you for coming,”

“of course,” kung lao responded softly, giving a nod.

kitana’s syes glanced down to your wrist, seeing the gifted bracelet around it. “i see jade made it with your gift,” she mentioned happily.

making you glance down to if, you nodded. “yes, of course. i love it, thank you,” you answered with a wide smile. your hand slid away from lao as you went to give kitana a hug, tighter and happier than the one you gave jade prior.

you bid farewells to the couple - for now, at least - and made your way off to an assigned table. you both sat down for a moment, taking in the scene. you and lao had probably only been inside this room maybe.. once or twice, and it was so beautiful. it was golden and white, with matching marble tile. but, of course, the best thing in this whole room was your lover, and vice versa.

“i have to admit, lao, i am truly surprised that you aren’t wearing your hat,” you teased with a smile, resting your chin in your palm.

kung lao chuckled, “it’s back in our room, i can go grt it if you want me to,” he joked.

“of course it is,” you responded with a playful eyeroll. it hadn’t been long until a nice slow song started, and couples moved to the dance floor. kung lao stood up from his seat, offering you his hand. “may i have this dance?”

you grinned up to him, taking his hand. you stood up from your seat, lifting up the skirt of your dress a bit so you didn’t trip yourself or someone on it. lao lead you to the dance floor, before interlocking your fingers together and pulling you close to him. “do you even know how to ball dance?” you teased in a lower tone as your hand rested on his shoulder.

“i’ve taken a class or two,” kung lao admitted, nodding just a slight bit with a chuckle.

“aww, that’s cute,” you spoke lowly, swaying and stepping with him. he was pretty good at ballroom dancing, if you say so yourself.

you were lost in the song and lao’s eyes as you danced. maybe one day you can have a party like this of your own, celebrating the engagment to the man of your dreams. soon, you found your had slipping down to his chest, and resting your head over his heart. the beat calmed you, and this was by far the moment you would treasure most with himn

“i love you, y/n,” he whispered to you, kissing your head.

“i love you more,” you responded, kissing his cheek. you got a bit of lipstick there, though, which made you chuckle. you wiped it off, a goody smile on your lips as you quickly apologized for the mistake n

#xoxopersemk #mortal kombat #mk11 #liu kang #fujin #jade #kitana #erron black #raiden #kung lao #mk kung lao #mortal kombat kung lao #kung lao imagine #mortal kombat imagine #mortal kombat drabble #mortal kombat preference #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat imagines #mortal kombat drabbles #mortal kombat preferences #mk imagine #mk drabble #mk preference #mk x reader #mk imagines #mk drabbles #scorpion #sub zero #noob saibot

[starneko123]

Elysian

OC Characters Involved

Tethys

This OC and Ophelia belongs to @ren-meteor! The OC Selene belongs to me! ( briefly mentioned )

Elysian - beautiful or creative; divinely inspired; peaceful and perfect.

Liu Kang has won. A joyous thing to hear. The Chosen One had done his duty. Everything was how it was supposed to be and then some.

Tethys was now sitting in front of her mirror in a chair, just gazing at herself with a smile. Her hair wasn't in a braid but it was still somewhat curly as it draped her back and decorated her shoulders. Kitana was celebrating her new place as Outworld's Kahn. Tethys had gotten the invitation and she was excited because she couldn't remember going to a celebration this was probably her first. She stood in front of her mirror and smoothed out her dress that Ophelia gifted her.

She closed the door to her home and walked towards the large body of water. She slowly placed her hand in the water and traveled through it. Her water body materialized to her true body showing no signs of water, completely dry as she entered the palace grounds. Tethys looked around in awe never had stepped foot in the Kahn's Palace. "Lady Tethys!" Tethys recognized the strong but kind voice she took her time turning around and when she did so she was met with the beautiful face of Kitana.

"Hello, Kitana Kahn." Tethys bowed even though she was the god here. "It is so good to see you happy and well I presume?" Tethys asked and Kitana nodded happily "Yes, very much so! It's amazing to see you as well. I will guide you to the ballroom." Tethys nodded and they walked side by side. Once they reached their destination Kitana opened the doors and Tethys was easily amazed. The room was half full but it nonetheless was beautiful she looked around and she recognized some familiar faces. Jade, Rain, Kotal Kahn, Baraka, Sindel, and a few others.

Tethys was a social person so to speak but she just...wasn't a great conversationalist. She sat down at a table by herself and a servant poured some of or what she assumed was edenian wine. She took a sip and it was what Fujin described: sweet very very sweet. Tethys was relaxed in her area just enjoying the very joyous atmosphere. It was now hours later and Tethys spoke the truth when she said she had a great time. She spoke more with Kitana and Jade, had the honor of meeting Lady Sindel, and even had a small friendly competition with Rain about their water abilities.

She decided to take a long route home because now it was nighttime and she just wanted to enjoy what was around her. She wrapped a finger around her hair in a very dream-like state. She entered her home and opened the doors to her balcony letting some air in. She took her heels off and walked to the balcony and took a seat in her rocking chair. She looked up at the night sky, accompanied by the stars and the ever so gracious full moon.

Another breeze passed by a little stronger than the last and Tethys smiled. "You always look ethereal my dear." Tethys sat up from her rocking chair and looked into her room to see her lover, her darling Fujin. "You always think I look surreal?" Tethys questioned jokingly with a giggle and Fujin joined her "You always do. The women of my dreams. How else would you have entered my life?" Tethys could feel her cheeks and her body warming from his statements. "You say the most lovely things. You know that right?" Fujin chuckled and leaned down to kiss Tethys.

Fujin kissed her lips, then her cheek, and hid his face in her neck leaving little love bites. Fujin started to walk forward bringing Tethys backward to her plush bed. Fujin on top of her smiled, hands at the sleeves of her dress "May I?" He asked and it was Tethys turn to smile "You may." She said as she wrapped her arms around his neck bringing him down with her.

It was now two months later, and everything seemed to go a little slower for Tethys. She had just gotten back from a mission and she immediately jogged to her washroom and let out the sustenance that she had digested earlier on in the night. She had thought that she was just catching a cold, but of course, that wasn't it. She lifted herself to look in the mirror and just stared at herself looking up and down, scanning her own body. She brought her hands to her breast and squeezed them. Had they gotten bigger?

She had went to Selene's temple for some peace of mind. Selene invited her in and got settled in. "Stand up for me, Tethys," Selene commanded gently and Tethys did as she was told but even had her heaving for breath almost. Selene walked in front of Tethys and started to feel her body and Tethys would be lying if she didn't feel a little odd from the touches.

Selene first felt her hips, they were wide enough for a Tethys size, she will get back to that. Selene then cupped her breast those too seemed a little bigger than they usually were. "Look down to me," Selene said and her fingers traced Tethys jawline but then she focused on her lips. Her face hadn't changed much but her lips seemed plumper. Selene put her hand on Tethys stomach and Selene smiled knowingly and looked at Tethys "By my intake on everything, you are with child."

Tethys was frozen in place and stared into space, but she did it with a smile "Are you sure?" Tethys questioned hesitantly pleading to herself, that she wasn't wrong. Selene had her back turned and she laughed "I brought three children, into this realm, I surely know." Selene said and handed Tethys a small round cup of tea and sent her on her way home.

Tethys was still in a dazed state from the news she had received. She sipped the tea and looked down at her stomach, it felt like the world had gone quiet and it was just her and the tiny being that was now growing inside her. She smiled a big dopey smile that you would see on a child and she couldn't wait to see it on her child.

Fujin visited Tethys that night like he did every night "Are you feeling any better love?" Fujin asked and Tethys who was sitting on her bed looked up to meet her lover's clear blue eyes with a grin. "I feel amazing, but I also have some news for you," Tethys said as she got up from her bed and walked towards Fujin. She smiled as a tear ran down her face and Fujin got worried but then Tethys leaned towards his ear and whispered two very simple words but the words were enough to change his mood.

"Really? Truly?" Fujin asked with excitement as he picked her up and spun her around but then immediately put her back down. Tethys nodded, and laughed "Yes!" Fujin kissed Tethys and after both of their ecstasies of the announcement of having a child filed down. They laid down on Tethys bed holding each other and whispering sweet nothings into their ears until they dozed off.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat 11 #mortal kombat oc #oc interaction #tethys #ren meteor #a child #hayate #lord fujin

[pinejayy]

hiya!! i saw that you were wanting to write some mk so i was wondering if i could request some jade headcannons? 🥺 that would be so amazing if you could do that! jade is baby. 🥰 of course you can always decline this request, which is fine with me if you don’t want to do it - i’m not gonna force you to do anything. thanks in advance - even if you emd up not writing them!! (:

Hello!! I hope you're having a good day!! And of course I love my green lady!! Do enjoy! ❤️

Jade will be very interested into your hobbies and culture and she would like to learn about your culture and what holidays you celebrate.

She's very interested into your hobbies and is very proud of you for finding something you have a passion for.

If you enjoy something like drawing or painting she will be very interested, she will politely ask you if she could watch. Like when she watches you she wonders how you make it look super easy. You would even offer to draw her. 🥺

Considering your human, you're more fragile no offense. And she's going to protect you at all cost, but she always can't be there.

So she will teach you some basic kombat moves and how to defend you. And she will be so proud of you once you start learning.

Jade will introduce you to Kitana since she sees her as a sister, and once meeting her you two ended up being great friends. This will make Jade very happy, seeing the two most important people she cares about getting along.

Jade doesn't care about looks, she feel in love with you for your heart of gold and personality, she loves how you can also respect her.

I can see her very touched starved, so when you introduced her to cuddling, she's hesitant at first since she didn't want to ruin anything but as you told her everything is going to be okay. So she gave cuddling a try, it was a bit awkward first. But she ended up really loving the idea.

After a long day of her duties, she will come back tried. You will offer her dinner, some tea and a massage. And she will gladly accept.

She doesn't really do PDA since she has a reputation to keep up. But when the doors are closed she give you kisses all over your face.

She loves it when you sit on her lap and make out with her.

She loves praising you, calling you the most beautiful being she's ever laid eyes in you.

Let's get this straight Kotal is probably going to dislike you since you swept in Jade first. And if he lays a hand on you Jade with probably show him no mercy.

But she's very lucky that she's found someone as beautiful like you. She really does love you and wants to ask you in marriage soon.

#mk11 x reader #mk x reader #mk #mk11 #jade #Jade x reader #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat

[fromthewifecage]

Nursing the Kombatants/Kombatants with injuries or illness

Including Erron Black, Johnny Cage (both younger & older), Raiden, Bi-Han, Mileena and Kano.This is written with affection and there is angst amongst the comedy. I’ve put the Kano bit at the bottom so if you don’t like him you can ignore it. Erron Black: You’ve seen Monty Python and the Holy Grail? Erron is worse than the Black Knight. He’s taken you into the jungle near Kotal’s palaces. The lush foliage is full of exotic birds, flowers with delicate and alluring perfume that only stoke your desire to get to know Erron that bit better. It’s also full of terrifying beasts with too many teeth and claws, and whilst Erron manages to take down that… thing…. he doesn't come out unscathed. He’s spilling blood at an alarming rate, and he’s swaying on his feet, but “tis but a scratch” and “I’ve had worse”. You only manage to get him to sit his (magnificent) arse down and to let you tend to his (horrifying) wounds with the threat of taking away his hip flask. Luckily you’d packed your travel medikit and through sitting on his chest to stop him moving and several phials of superglue and all your steristrips, his leg is attached once again. Sort of. He insists on you kissing it better “but it’s your leg not your mouth” and then stupid idiot faints from shock (from the injury, your technique isn't that bad). Luckily Ermac has sensed something is wrong and appears with a small pack of servants and a litter to carry Erron back to the palace. 3 days after Erron has recovered he invites you back into the jungle.                                          More kombatants after the cut!

Johnny Cage: Younger!Johnny is enough to make you (almost) walk out and never come back. The man is a BABY. He’s admittedly a very cute baby when he’s pouting and shiny eyed and holding out his hand to show you the tiny bruise. One day he’ll tell you he behaves like this to try to get some attention from his parents, they’d loved him when he was small, but as he grew older they gave him less and less attention so acting like a younger child was the only way he knew how to get attention and care. He’s taken you picnicking and you’re both rolling down the hill, laughing like hyenas. At the bottom he twists his ankle. It swells up immediately and starts to turn purple. He’s really trying not to cry, and you actually feel sorry for him because a twisted ankle hurts like a bitch. Whilst you go searching for a branch to use as a crutch, he has a little sniffle, and the red eyes are testament to this when you return. But he really does try not to yelp too much and too loudly when you’re slowly walking (hobbling) back to the car. After you’ve got him back to the medi-centre and he’s got the attention of all the staff, you make your way back to your quarters. The next morning you’re awoken by flower deliveries, chocolate deliveries and tweet after tweet devoted to your ‘bravery upon saving him’. Older!Johnny soon stopped with the baby routine when he actually had a baby. Sonya wasn't going to tend to him and Cassie, so he soon bucked up his ideas. He can deal with minor injuries no problem, but if you’re with him he’s still going to pull the pout and “kiss it better” routine. He’s learnt to love his scars (older action stars need a few scars, right?) He’s taken you to an intimate restaurant for dinner, and you’re walking back to the car when a bunch of drunk idiots start yelling that he’s a washed-up fraud. Johnny ignores them, holding your hand a little tighter when he sees you upset and scared. Then the idiots attack him, and he puts them down, hard, but gets caught across the arm with crowbar. He tries laughing through the pain but you know it’s bad when the jokes stop. He lets you cradle him gently whilst you wait for the Police and Ambulance, and once the morphine has kicked in (administered by the star struck paramedic), he admits you’re his beautiful bunny and he loves you. Raiden: Pain and injury are nothing when the fate of the realms it at stake! Or so Raiden claimed. The man is SUCH a baby. Gods get colds too (when they’re run down after severe exertion such as fighting Shinnok). He makes SO much fuss you’d think it was the end of times. He must have tea and he must have it now. He must have softer tissues, and he must have them now. You’ve run out of lemons and there is no more ginger tea left, and Sainsbury’s can’t deliver until tomorrow. You are so fucked. Fujin has disappeared because he KNOWS how Raiden gets when he’s sick and he’s not going through that again. Raiden is in bed for 5 days. 5 LONG days. The floor of his bedroom is covered in more tissues than a 14 year old boy’s. It’s only when you pointedly mutter loud enough for Raiden to hear that “Shinnok would be a better patient than you” that Raiden bucks his ideas up and stops whinging quite so much. He apologises for being such a bad patient, and his puppy-dog eyes (who taught him that? That’s not fair!) are impressively moving enough that you sigh and let him hug you tightly. You also make sure to keep a secret supply of tea and tissues just in case you have to go through that again. Mileena: Being cared for is an alien concept to Mileena. If she injured herself, Shang Tsung would punish her with a cruel spell and his sharp tongue, and she’d be left to treat her wounds by herself. After she left his ‘care’, Mileena didn’t expect to find someone to treat her with kindness, to be tender and hold her hand when it all got too much. Yet again, Kotal tries to strike at Mileena. She strikes down his forces with blinding ferocity but pays little heed to her own safety, so when she returns to you, battered, bruised and bloody, she’s puzzled at your concern. At first she tries to brush you aside, but you won’t take no for an answer. You take your time to clean and bind her wounds, kissing the bandage gently each time, your touch as gentle as you can be. When you bind her final wound, she looks at you with tears in her eyes. All of a sudden she knows what she’s missed, and she files away the anger the flares at Shang Tsung and Shao Kahn, she will use that against them when the time comes. For now, she’s going to demand more sweet words and gentle kisses from you. Bi-Han: Growing up in the Lin-Kuei is hard. There are no comforting hugs or someone to “kiss it better”, no-one to wipe away those tears and tell you how brave you are. Unless you’re dying, you can deal with it yourself and you’d better be quiet about it. Bi-Han learnt to be quiet after he was punished for crying when he broke his wrist. Kuai watching open-mouthed as Bi-Han got higher and higher up the snow covered tree until he missed his footing and fell, landing with a scream. Grandmaster told Bi-Han that the break was punishment for disobeying the rules. Bi-Han staggers home 2 days late and you’ve been so worried about him. His skin is white as chalk and clammy to the touch. He’s burning up, but shrugs away your concerns. He slumps against the bathroom wall during the shower he insisted he needed, and thank the Gods you hear the sound of the curtain rail breaking. You stroke his head whilst you wait for the ambulance, talking all the time to reassure him you’re there, and he’ll be ok. He doesn’t want you visiting him in the hospital, but you ignore him and stay every day well beyond official visiting hours. He’s been home 3 days when he takes your hand and presses a kiss to your forehead, whispering his love to you. No-one ever stayed with him or cared for him like you. He really does love you. Kano: He’s been a bad boy for a long time, so he’s had more than his fair share of injuries. He’s got a very high pain threshold, and he uses it to his advantage in a fight. When his opponent sees Kano shrug off injuries only to roar and jump back into the fray, they literally shit themselves. You’re partying in the Fight Club when SF burst through the front doors. Most of the patrons scream and run blindly through smoke bombs thrown to try to disguise that SF have likely too few bodies to take Kano down. Kano smiles and carries on downing his pint.

He takes down soldiers with knives, fists and feet, but gets caught by a baton to the side of his head. Luckily his cybernetic eye takes much of the blow, but his vision goes strange and his head is ringing. It’s him versus the last soldier. Kano staggers to his feet whilst you hide under the table, and with every thud of fist against flesh you jump, preying it’s not Kano. The soldier falls and Kano calls to you, staggering back onto his seat, grabbing a beer on the way. He hands you his phone and asks you to call his ‘doctor’, pauses long enough to kiss you, down the beer, then passes out on your shoulder. The doctor patches him up, no long-term harm done. And whilst still in the hospital bed, Kano has you steal a white coat and perform several medicals on him. After all, it wasn’t his dick that got hurt, was it?

#Erron Black #Johnny Cage #raiden #bi-han #mileena #Kano #Yonger!Johnny Cage #Older!Johnny Cage #Noob Saibot #Sub-Zero #Mortal Kombat #Mortal Kombat Headcanons #Mortal Kombat Headkanons #Reader X Mortal Kombat #Erron Black X Reader #Johnny Cage X Reader #Raiden X Reader #Bi-Han X Reader #Mileena X Reader #Kano X Reader

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honor among thieves

Okay this one came from a conversation with @sxvethelastdance, as usual, about MK rarepairs and idk what the fuck else... I legitimately thought I invented this shit. Evidently I did not. 

If age difference squicks you, don’t read this ‘cause it’s Kung Jin and Erron Black--I’m calling the ship Honor Among Thieves. There’s no, like, actual sex happening in this right here right now, but since they’re both grown ass adult men, one might infer. 

Uh quick context, Jin is SF liaison in Outworld, works closely with Kotal’s Kourt. Erron still works for Kotal. This kind of connects with some other shit I’m doin’ so, idk... see if you can spot the common threads and I cannot believe I’m sayin’ this shit but (a la ff.net), don’t like, don’t read? Is that a thing anymore? 

Broken AND Prevented Timeline--this happens in both in some fashion

The soft, warm light of celebratory bonfires flickered outside the window and the sound of voices and merriment filtered up over the balcony railing, diaphanous curtains flowing inward in the gentle, Outworld breeze. Stars shone far above and the glow of a lunar body had begun to creep its way across the breadth of the bed, having already made a silvery path along piles of clothing, strewn almost violently here and there. 

Kung Jin stretched out on his side, rolling his shoulders and sighing audibly. His eyes, long having adjusted to the darkness, watched those curtains, saw the sky outside, wondered what it was like to be out there, up above it all, observing everything. It was a flight of fancy for a few precious moments before reality began to close in on him, squeezing tightly. The buzz of whatever he’d had to drink had begun to wear off and he was, in a word, terrified.

A sudden, multi-pointed pressure at his back brought gooseflesh to every inch of him, radiating outward. They were rough fingers, of course, drawing themselves up and down his back in various, gentle patterns. Jin sighed, surprised and oddly pleased that Erron Black, the mercenary cowboy, had not simply dropped off afterward. 

“Where’d you learn that?” 

“Which bit?” The fingers stopped. Jin wiggled and they continued. He laughed through his nose.

“This.”

“You’re never gunna believe it.”

“Try me.” Never one to back down from a challenge, Jin was certain nothing Erron could say would surprise him in any way. The chuckle from the man behind him, that lazy, whiskey smooth sound, brought still more gooseflesh to his skin and Jin began to wonder if he couldn’t go another round.

“Kano,” he grunted, “back in the Black Dragon. He says t’me, ‘Erron,’ he says, ‘blokes who drop off—blow an’ go’ his words, ‘are right cunts. They never see that tail again. You wanna keep a Sheila, tickle ‘er back. Gets ‘em ev’rytime.’ So I figured, hell, why not? S’worth a shot.”

The impression of Kano, what little Jin knew of him… recordings and the late General Blade’s descriptions, was spot on. He pulled a face at the curtains and grunted out a “hm” at the mention of “Sheilas”.

“Listen, I know he was a chauvinist fuck, bless his worthless, piece of crap soul,” Erron declared, “but… yer still here, right? An’ I’m still here, so… maybe there’s some’n to that.”

Jin considered Erron’s words. He had not gone into this with the thought that he could do this again. Truthfully, he had not even been certain Erron would be interested in him, or this, or anything. The man was inscrutable, even without the mask.

“Did you… want there to be something?” Jin turned over now, facing Erron, who had removed his mask and set it aside. For a man Cassie’s father’s age, he was beautiful. The years had been kind, even if his job had not. Maybe it was something in the Outworld air; it could not have been his work with the Black Dragon. “I mean… I get it… We’re busy. I’m liaising for SF and the emperor, and you’re like, what, on the council now?”

“Yeah...guess I am.” Erron seemed almost embarrassed to admit this. Kotal Kahn had bestowed the honor upon him at the ceremony the previous evening, which had also honored Edenia as a separate nation and began negotiations to carve out proper territory for Kitana and her people. Separating the realms was, regrettably, impossible at this point, but Kotal was ready, willing, and able to facilitate the best alternative. With an Edenian empress, he was doubly motivated. 

Jin pushed some hair, which had come free of his otherwise orderly ponytail, out of his face to better observe the other man’s eyes. The ponytail itself had made for an excellent handle, once he had shown Erron Black where to grab. He would not be forgetting that. 

“You earned it, you know...” Jin said, reaching out and grasping one of Erron’s hands in both of his own. “I’m not stupid. You care about this place… about what Kotal’s doing. You believe in it. He can see that… I can see it too.”

Erron grunted. He was not about to admit that, not even to Jin and certainly not to himself. His mind was a sharp, strategic one and Kotal Kahn had seen the value in it. That was all. Earthrealmer or not, Erron Black was an asset… a well-paid asset. 

“Turn over,” he said, gruffly, pulling his hand away. Jin’s eyes widened a moment before he complied, surprised at the tone. He had not been expecting round two so soon, but he would not protest. He had run Erron through the ringer this evening. The least he could do was comply with a little turnabout.

Rather than hands upon his body, however, he felt those strong fingers close about the base of his ponytail instead. With the other hand, Erron grabbed the band itself and began gently to extract it, taking care not to pull or strain any hair unnecessarily. The motion was fluid, slow, and deliberate, but before long, he had it free and was handing the elastic band over Jin’s shoulder. 

“Did ah… Kano teach you that, too?” Jin chuckled, laying the band on the carved wooden side table. 

“Nah,” said the cowboy, “that was all me. It… looked tight, is all.”

Jin was flabbergasted. He truly had not known what to expect when he had first made a move (or several) on Erron Black, but this was not it. At most, he had figured the guy would reject him, if gently because he didn’t seem like the type of person who favored violence for its own sake. Getting him all the way here, to a room he thought was most likely his, though in the drunken haze, it was hard to tell, had been miracle two for the evening.

The rest of it was fuzzy, but not unpleasant. He had a certain satisfied ache in his backside that told the tale of pleasures unremembered but which must have been exactly what he wanted. Groaning, he turned over again and this time, emboldened by Erron’s words along with his unexpected sweetness, Jin leaned in and, for the first time that night (now approaching morning), laid his lips upon the other man’s and kissed him, long and slow.

#cc #cw #mortal kombat #kung jin #erron black #honor among thieves

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Keep your enemies closer –Remington’s POV

Present-time. Z’unkanrah, Outworld.

I lean against the wall, watching from afar as Kitana speaks with Iris, talking of what to brighten the people’s spirits since Kronika’s defeat on the island months ago. The bruises I gave her have faded, but I notice it hurts her when she breathes. Her broken rib.

 Poor thing.

I quickly became a member in the royal court after I was pronounced dead by my family. Sold some possessions, danced through politics, and got my nobility back. I knew before seeing her again I had to be smart, not having her catch on to me here.

 So I use a glamour necklace  to make myself appear different. Instead of the usual curls, my hair is needle straight and rich brown, pulled in a low ponytail. Ruggish beard, and blue eyes.  My accent is American.

  It even goes as far to alter my voice. I don’t sound like the British lad she heard, sounding a light southern drawl. Besides, it is good that I don’t raise suspicion. Now that I’m back, I intend on having fun with her.

 A man bumps into me, and I catch his attire in my vision. A cowboy hat, with a vest and a belt with two guns holstered on his thighs. I remember the name, through whispers on streets. Erron Black.

 “And just who might you be, watchin’ the Kahnum and Princess?”

 “Forgive me, I was simply waiting for someone to introduce me. I’ve been waiting for ten minutes.” I scan him up and down, ignoring the way his hazel eyes attempt to burn me. “Tell the Khanum Alastair was waiting, but I’d be happy to join in whatever she’s talking about. Okay?”

 With a grumble, he walks over to the Kahnum, bowing respectfully of course. He looks over at Iris, and two exchange a few words,  before he lifts two fingers and does a come-hither motion. How inappropriate.

 I walk over to the two and bow, looking at the two. Iris has her hair in a braid, pulled over her shoulder and intertwined with silver ribbons and flowers. A bit of black eyeshadow above those burning eyes. So powerful. And she’s dressed in a simple silver suit.  Such beauty can bring many to their knees.

 “Alastair, is it? Glad to have you, we’re discussing ideas for lifting spirits here since I came into power.” Kitana explains, right as I take a seat opposite to Iris. She looks at me in acknowledgment but turns her attention to Kitana. “And there are others who have come up with the notion that I will become like Shao Kahn.”

 “Since things have been tense as of late, I’m thinking of a festival.” Iris pipes up. “And with a nice ball, inviting al members of social status.”

 “A festival?”

 “Something to honor the fallen that have become victims to the disruption of time, and in times of the war caused by your predecessor.”  There is a silence in the room, and I resist my urge to shake my head at how Kotal was so stupid to let his guard down.

 He thought about his love than he did about himself.

 He was also still recovering after Shao Kahn shattered his back.

 I almost share that sentiment, but she’s always worked against me.  I even see how Iris hides how it all hurts. If only she could see the power that lies in her. The Darkness.

 I cast a smile at her, and nod in agreement. “Kotal’s actions in the past few years have caused more harm than they have done good. I’d have to agree with erm, Iris, was it?”

 “Yes.”

 “A ceremony to honor the fallen, and a lavish ball to celebrate the fighters on the fifth day.” I explain, leaning back. “It would be joyous and a way to bring about the people together. Meanwhile, you can discuss and implement better ruling tactics. I’m certain your father had some scrolls left behind for you.”

 Kitana muses about this for a moment, her brows raised in thought.    “And you’ve done this in Sorai?”

 “Yes, your Majesty.”

 I seem to recall how the whole town around them began a period of mourning for weeks when I announced their royal family was dead. It was such a devasting silence, and none listened to me when I began to enforce my rule.  Such weight and awe is their dedication to their rulers.  

 “I will have to discuss it with Jade and Baraka, first. But yes, this a good idea. Thank you, Your Highness. And you, Alastair.”

 “You’re most welcome, Kahnum.” I say, rising and shaking her hand. “My deepest apologies for interrupting.”

 “I would appreciate in the future if I had been informed earlier.” Kitana looks over at the entryway, and nods to someone we don’t see. “If you’ll pardon me, I have other matters. Iris, you are welcome to stroll around. Alastair can show you the tea room.”

 Iris nods, and stands up. Due to my glamour, I made it so that I was a tad shorter, so she towers over me like a statue. It’s almost unsettling. “Alastair, is it? Can you point me towards the stables?”

 “Whatever for?”

 “I have to make a visit and would prefer not make a grand appearance.” Iris explains, walking around me with ease. “Excuse me.”

 “Allow me to escort you, Your Highness. It would be within my best interest to make sure you have safe travels.”

 She smiles so sweetly, and nods. “As you wish.”

  Why are we in this area of Outworld? We went from being in the high class to the middle, seeing little kids run around. Dirt is in their tawny hair, but they act like they are having the times of their life. A woman is hanging clothes out a line, and is embraced by her husband, ensuing laughter.

 Why would Iris even like it here?

 She carries a wool bag with fruit and meat, something she insisted to get before making our way here. And all I believe is that someone might rob us, but they nod to her in acknowledgment,  but not bowing to her.

 “Where are we going, madam?”

 “Really good friends of mine.” She replies cheerfully. “I always visit every chance I get to Outworld.”

 That would explain the familiarities of greetings she shares with these… peasants.  It would appear she’s been doing it for years.

 “Forgive me if I am being an intrusion, but do they know of your status?” I look over at her clothing. It had changed from the suit to something befitting the horse ride. But not a shred of evidence to indicate her wealth and high caste. “You appear almost… commoner.”

 She rolls her eyes at me. “I just don’t see the point in me flaunting my status where I do not belong. Due to events I won’t disclose to you, I simply separate these two parts of me.” Her voice becomes cold, and she picks up the pace with the horse, avoiding any bystanders with ease.

 I know she was in Outworld for some time, but I had assumed she was dead due to Kano. But unfortunately not. Yes, I wanted her dead for some time. But no one came by with a possible sum in return with confirmation.

 Who brought her back from dead at seventeen?

 We stop at a beige house with two stories, and a little girl lifts her head, blonde tresses flowing like the wind as she runs to Iris’s horse. “You’re back! Mommy, Jess, Iris is back!”

 Iris jumps off her horse and picks up the little girl in a classic spin-the-girl move from films. “How’s my little Giggle Monster?”

 “Great, the twins are out gardening.” She looks over at me, her violet eyes piercing. “Who’s this?”

 “Oh, this is Alastair.” Iris introduces me a beat too late, but I hold my tongue.  Can’t blow my cover yet. “He’s a noble from the eastern district.” Setting the child down, Iris opens her hand to me: an offer.  “Want to come in or...?”

 “I’ll be fine, Your Highness.” I wave a hand to her. “You enjoy yourself. My task was to make sure you came here safely, and you did.” A woman soon comes from the front door, with long silver hair and sun-kissed tan.

 These must be the people who cared for her. Brought her back. Although not completely, parts of her are buried from that day I ‘perished’ in her arms.  Even now. That smile shows nothing but damage.

 “You have a lovely day, Your Highness.” I bow and get on my horse. Once I’m home, I proceed in taking off my glamour necklace to show my true form.  “Gods, that was annoying to keep up.”

 I look through my closet, studying the material. Hm. A ball would be nice. Might be better if it was a masquerade.

 I’ll make it a night for her to remember.

#long post #Of Embers and ashe

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Kombat Krew Summertime Headcanons;

For one brief moment, the UK had some sunshine, now it’s gone back to raining and being windy. I blame Brexit. So, I wrote these whilst it was hot and finished them when it was pissing them down. The price I pay for living in the North and having beautiful landscapes, nice water and friendly locals; is that the weather will always be shit. I also went overboard for Kabal. As per.  Warnings; Little NSFW, 18+  so it’s under the cut. Kano. But it’s a shitpost. Swearing, fluff, angst, all the usual shit.

GIFS do not belong to me.

Kabal;

·         Just like his mom used to say, ‘Suns out, guns out’ He will literally wear little to nothing. The littlest bit of sun, and he’s already stripped down to shorts and a vest. He’s used to the heat and fucking loves it.

·         He will take you on cute dates. Walks in the park, late night walks through the city, him driving an hour to get to the best places that sells shakes and ice cream. He’s down for it all.

·         He loves that it doesn’t get dark till later on, it means if he’s working a late shift, he can still spend a fair bit of time with you.

·         Summer means his bike comes out of the garage. He loves nothing more than to go for a long bike ride on a Sunday. He’ll sometimes go a bit quicker, just to make you wrap your arms around his waist tighter. But your safety is his priority.

·         Cute. Fucking. Picnics. He can sort of cook, but he’ll love to just lounge about with you… then turn into making out with you.

·         He’s deeply into PDA, he just thinks the world needs to know of your love for each other. So, he’ll always have an arm around you, taking selfies with you and just generally being cute as fuck.

·         Will rock up and take you to lunch. You can go wherever you want.

·         Swimming is on the table. He’s more into teasing in the water.

·         At night you’ll have to forsake cuddling for hand holding. If it’s too warm to cuddle.

·         He’ll let you play with the AC. He’s easy.

·         Most of the above is Pre-Burn. Post-Burn is a lot different.

·         He hates his body and doesn’t want to overly show it off in Public. It’s different on Missions but in terms of casual wear. He’s going to suffer through the heat.

·         So, for the sake of him, you stick to cool places or stay at home.

·         He prefers winter now. And at first, he won’t take as many selfies with you, but that will change once he feels more confident.

·         The body thing won’t change, people can be cruel, and he doesn’t want to put himself or you through that.

·         He’ll still sit half naked at home once his confidence has returned.

·         His skin is also much more sensitive and can burn very easily. So, he has to stay in if it’s too warm. Or else it will feel like he’s on fire again.

·         So cold baths and cold showers are on the table. With a little bit of teasing and a whole lot of body worship.

Sub Zero (Kuai Liang);

·         What. Is. This. Fresh. Fucking. Hell?

·         He hates this. He fucking hates it. It’s why he doesn’t visit Hanzo a lot. Or leave Arktika. Because he hates it.

·         He won’t let on how much he hates it. No. He tries to suffer in silence, but you can tell by how uncomfortable he looks.

·         Whilst he doesn’t melt or feel the heat overly, he is affected by it a fair bit. If it’s majorly warm, then he’s going to mildly be uncomfortable. That, and he has hay fever.

·         When he wakes up with scratchy eyes, his throat on fire and he looks like he’s just been punched. He knows summer is here.

·         He does like that you wear cute clothes in summer though. It does bring a smile to his face, and if you’re happy then he can live with the uncomfortableness.

·         He grew up with the cold most of his life. So, he never really got experience summer. He never really got to experience much outside training to be honest.

·         So, you’ll get to introduce him to fun summer things to do. All whilst he’s worrying about the Clan because Bi-Han is in charge.

·         He has a sweet-tooth, so the fact you can both divulge in that pleasure is great. He’ll love to share his ice-cream with you.

·         He also likes how cuddly you get in summer. How you cuddle up to him at night, press his hands against your face, neck, back, stomach etc. He is now your personal air conditioner. And he now understands Jonny’s joke.

·         He doesn’t mind. He just wants to be close to you and feel close to you. So, he feels content with this. He’ll only feel comfortable doing it in private however. PDA is not his thing.

·         At night, he loves that he finally gets to spoon you. His once cold hands that woke you up, becoming a relieving comfort. He wants to be close to you. He’s so touch starved and now he gets all the touch he wants. Even deep within the night.

·         Kissing him as more refreshing than all the lemonade in the world. His mouth feels cold, and breathing him in, is like breathing in cold air.

·         He’ll also be more inclined to lounge around with you with his shirt off, so you can lay on his chest, back pressed firmly against him. He’s getting to keep you cool and be close to you, and you’re getting the same. He sees this as a win, win situation.

·         He knows summer makes him uncomfortable, not so much so its unbearable, he still has a human side. But you make it all better for him.

Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi);

·         Summertime, unlike Sub, does not bother him in the slightest. In fact, the Shira Ryu Fire garden is in full bloom. Everything looks scenic and majestic as fuck. He has to admit he’s low-key relaxed.

·         Training and meditation outside happen more so for him. He detests the cold. He’ll stand with a big coat on in winter. But Summer, he can relax, and everything feels so much calmer.

·         He’ll love to take you on walks through the garden. Pointing out various flora and fauna. Telling you the Japanese names of all the flowers.

·         He’ll also be more inclined to take his food outside and sit with you. The both of you sat in peace, enjoying each other’s company.

·         The cool summer breeze will occasionally blow hairs from his man-bun, letting them cascade and frame his face. Which makes him seem less gruff and stubborn and softer.

·         Night times with him consist of a lot of tossing and turning on your part. He’s warmer than average. Which means when it comes time to cuddle, he’s making you warmer. He feels bad, but he also likes to hold you in your sleep. Like Kabal, you compromise and fall asleep holding hands, or back to back. As long as he can feel you’re close he can rest easy.

·         He likes tea, but he knows this weather is not the best for a searing hot cup (Unless you’re British, then there is always time for tea), so he’ll bring you ice tea.

·         He relaxes a little more in summer, his guard is ever so slightly down, and you swear you can see him smile. He has a bad experience with ice and snow, so it is understandable.

·         When it’s just the two of you, he will let you make and put a flower crown on him… only if he can put one on you first.

·         He’ll also be more inclined to sleep butt ass naked. So, you get that view to wake up to. Which is always a bonus.

Cassie Cage;

·         Summer time is her jam.

·         Lots of cute drives out with her, getting cold drinks and generally bumming about.

·         It’s not often she gets free time, but when she does, she wants to spend it with you. Especially in summer.

·         Swimming in the Special Forces pool. She’s sure you’re meant to swim laps in it. But you know, it is too fucking warm for that shit.

·         She lives for shopping in summer. Picking out cute outfits. Not matching but co-ordinated.

·         She still likes to exercise in summer. She is a fucking machine. She doesn’t expect you to wake up and run with her… but maybe if you’re awake when she gets back, you can go for a walk.

·         In terms of walks, nice scenic woods and forests. Something more of a gentle walk and more relaxing than a hard-core hike.

·         She is the type of person to take surprise selfies of you. Ones she prints off and hangs on the wall, with those little LED clips.

·         She’ll love to sit out on your balcony or porch, talking shit over a bottle of wine and relaxing.

·         Fruity fucking cocktails are the devils work and she will get wasted on them. You both will.

·         Johnny always throws a BBQ. He doesn’t cook, but Cassie will always invite you around. So, you can enjoy some good food with her.

·         Lots of cute photos.

·         If it’s way too warm, just sat around catching up on TV and drinking some sangria.

·         Theme parks are also on the cards, she loves going out and experiencing life as much as she can! And she loves the adrenaline that comes from riding rides!

·         Long night drives, in which you wake up at the coast or the lakes for a surprise weekend. Consisting of walks, lounging, fishing, quad biking, swimming.

·         And of course, Cassie splashing you in the sea and running away.

·         A summer with Cassie is memorable and always an adventure to conclude!

Erron Black;

·         He loves warm weather. Texas was warm and so is Outworld. He’s used to this weather and it’s normal for him.

·         Where he is will depend on where and what you are going to be doing.

·         Outworld will consist of lots of banquets, lounging around and horse riding.

·         He wants to show you everything Outworld has to offer. Whether you be exploring the sprawling markets, or if you’re bathing in one of it’s not so secret waterfalls.

·         You’re going to be going out at the crack of dawn and returning with the fireflies.

·         He’ll love to take you to the parties and banquets that Kotal throws.

·         He’ll be all over bringing you a drink over and having an arm around you.

·         Dancing the fucking night away, not caring if you both suck ass at it, he will not be opposed to dancing with you.

·         If he’s still in the Black Dragon, then expect lots of days out. Shopping, grabbing lunch, grabbing a bite to eat. All the usual.

·         Also expect for him to cook some old recipes for you, for the both of you to enjoy out in the garden.

·         At night he’ll still want to hold you, but he understands how warm it can get. He’ll also not sleep with covers or clothes on. So, what a sight for you in the morning.

·         The warm weather makes him a little hornier than usual. So, there is that.

·         He’s not corny or cheesy, okay maybe a little at times, but he will love to watch the sun set slowly with you. Doesn’t matter where you are, he will want to watch the sun set with you. Whisky In hand and your favourite drink. Just enjoying the comfortable silence.

·         Watching the sunset turns into stargazing and him telling you all the stories of the stars and making up new ones for the ones he cannot remember.

Fujin;

·         He is not a fan of warm weather. He can keep himself and you warm if you so please however! He is the god of wind after all!

·         He’s not sure how to spend ‘summer’ since he’s not really ever had the chance to enjoy himself. So, he is down to follow your lead.

·         He only asks for one thing. Please help him braid and keep his hair off his back. He hates warm sticky days, because it causes his hair to stick to his back. And it is his pet peeve.

·         He is less versed in Mortal customs than Raiden. His time on Earth has been White Lotus based. So, he’s in for a fucking treat.

·         He would love to go to something like a museum or an aquarium. If it’s warm and sunny outside, he wants to go out and experience all there is!

·         He’d love to visit a museum and look at all the art, historical artefacts and immerse himself more in Earth’s culture. His eyes go really wide as he examines everything.

·         Aquariums are on the list, as the ocean has always fascinated him. He just hasn’t had the time to visit. When he tells you that he’s never really been to the beach. You’ll plan a day trip there. Since looking at fish is one thing, but him actually visiting the sea is another.

·         When you go to the beach with him for the first time, he’s like over the fucking moon. He loves the ocean. The sound is so relaxing, and it fills him with peace. He kind of wants to meditate but then you ask if he fancies a swim.

·         He can swim but not well… so you stick to shallow waters at first, before swimming a little further out. Nothing above waist height. He’s loving it.

·         Whilst he is a Demi-God, nobody else seemingly notices. So, he will sneak a few kisses here and there.

·         He’ll love exploring the city with you, trying new food and sitting on rooftop terraces. He will ask lots of questions and also compliment you a lot.

·         Loves camping and will always take you camping when he can in summer. He’ll tell you all the stories he knows, you’re unsure which are made up and which are true. You don’t want to know because the excitement is in the guessing.

·         He’s lived a long time, and can you tell you anything you want to know.

·         At night if you cannot sleep, he will maybe, just maybe, if you bat your eyelids enough, conjure up a breeze to keep you cool. Not so much you’re cold but more of a comfortable breeze. Now you can both cuddle when you fall asleep.

·         Whilst he doesn’t need a lot of sleep, he does rest and sleep more than Raiden. So, prepare for falling asleep around your little campfire under the stars with him.

·         Fujin needs more love and more screen time.

Kano;

·         Land Down Under starts playing.

·         He’s butt ass naked, parading around.

·         Smells worse than usual.

·         Can cook a mean BBQ.

·         But nobody wants to eat his food, because of his hygiene.  

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[shockapella-sweet]

I know that sounds a bit silly, but can you write a happy drabble about Sindel. I'm sad about what they've done to her recently.

It’s not silly at all, Nonny. :) I was delighted to get the request (because I’m still mad about how Sindel was handled in MK11, and I needed to get some feels out of my system).

Sorry it took a while to write, but here it finally is, with Kitana for good measure (and a happier timeline because we all deserve one). Thanks for waiting for it, and I hope it helps in cheering you up.

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“Darling, please keep your head still.”

The small, dark-haired head beneath the older woman’s fingertips refused to obey. Bobbing her chin and swinging her legs in time to a rhythm of her own making, the little girl to whom the head belonged let out an indignant mewl as the bristles of a hairbrush scraped against her scalp. Tilting her neck back, she looked up at the woman from under long, dark lashes; her eyes – large, and a soft, citrine shade of brown – were watery with discomfort.

“That hurt, Mummy,” she whined, an exaggerated sniff following after.

Sindel resisted the urge to smile at this display of dramatics.

“If you keep your head still, Kitana, then it won’t hurt at all,” she replied, almost curt. “Brushing your hair would be much easier if you just don’t move at all.”

“But you and Papa are always telling me that moving is good,” her daughter argued, pouting. “You and Papa get cross at me when I’m not moving, but then you both get cross at me for moving anyway. Why can’t grown-ups make up their minds?”

“Well, I cannot speak for your father,” murmured Sindel, “but I can tell you, darling, that whatever words I say to you at any given time, I say them only because I care about you.”

“If you really, really care, then please leave my hair alone. It hurts when you brush it.”

Sindel raised an elegant eyebrow. “Don’t you trust your mother?”

Kitana said nothing; instead, she shook her head, before shyly tucking her chin into her chest with an audible yet slightly nervous giggle.

The corners of Sindel’s lips lifted upwards. Gently, she threaded her slender fingers through the child’s hair, the black strands looping around the pale digits like fine threads wound around needles.

“I do not ever want to hurt you … you know that, hmm?” she said.

“I know, Mummy,” was the almost muffled response.

“So will you let me finish brushing your hair? Please, Kitana?”

Several seconds passed before the girl did what her mother asked. Lifting her chin, she straightened herself in her seat, looking right ahead with those large eyes at a spot on the wall of her chambers, trying her best not to wince as the bristles threatened to brush closely against her skin. For one so small, there was a regal air about her that would befit a fully-fledged queen.

Indeed, as Sindel brushed out her hair, she thought that her daughter – who was dressed in a fine frock of blue satin, her petite and delicate hands encased in white lace gloves, and her silk-enshrouded feet covered by dainty black slippers – looked every bit like a queen should be tonight.

And what is a queen without her crowning glory? Sindel thought as she fashioned the hair into a bun atop her head. Securing it with a hair-tie, as well as a stick the colour of sapphire, she tucked an escaping lock behind her left ear.

“It is done, Kitana,” she declared, pressing a kiss to the child’s temple. “No more brushing for you tonight.”

Kitana beamed. Jumping out of her seat, and standing at the height of her mother’s knees, she looked up at the taller woman with eyes that now twinkled like gems embedded in earth.

“That didn’t hurt much this time,” she replied, grinning. “I didn’t cry out or anything!”

“What a brave girl you were,” Sindel cooed, returning her grin with one of her own. “Thank you for trusting in me.”

“I trusted you lots and lots and lots. Do you trust Papa lots, too, when he brushes your hair?”

“Not as much as I should,” her mother admitted, running a hand through her own magnificent mane. If not at all. My hair, I leave in no one’s hands but my own. “Speaking of your father, we do not want to keep him waiting. The gala is about to begin in a few minutes. He will want to see how you look before then.”

“I hope he thinks I’m beautiful,” said Kitana, practically bouncing up and down on the spot.

Taking one of those gloved hands into her own, Sindel responded:

“Trust your mother, darling – you are beautiful to us always.”

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Somewhere in the palace of a faraway realm, two women were alone together.

One was dressed in plush purple finery from her neck down to her feet, with her hair trailing down in an endless waterfall of black and grey; regality radiated from her upstanding form, but her perfectly sculpted face bore an expression that exuded a befuddling combination of warmth and concern.

She stood behind the other woman, who sat before a vanity table and was swathed in the soft, cerulean glow of a satin gown. Her thick black tresses were bound together in a neat high bun, which was secured in place with a decadent hair stick. Her features – not unlike that of the standing woman – were both round and sharp at the edges, but the sense of serenity that crossed it gave her countenance a smooth appearance. The eyes, lined with dark lashes, were as brown and lustrous as smoky quartz that had just been unearthed.

Sindel smiled, albeit unsurely.

“Are you ready, Kitana?” she asked.

Her daughter lifted her chin. Her eyes locked with Sindel’s reflection in the mirror.

“You know what the answer to that question is, Mother,” she replied, her velvety tone low.

Do I really?

The shadow of a smirk made itself known on Kitana’s lips, as if she heard the thought.

“I am more than ready,” she declared.

Sindel gently twirled an elusive strand around her finger before tucking it behind Kitana’s right ear. Her chest rose with a quiet sigh. Kitana chuckled lightly.

“Mother, you worry me when you are worried. Tell me, what else can I say to make you calm? Tell me, and I shall say them.”

Sindel tried to appear relaxed.

“Tell me that I can still brush your hair after you have wedded,” she answered.

Another chuckle, but louder.

“Oh please! Don’t you trust me, your own daughter – the reigning queen of Edenia, mind – to brush my own hair?”

The former Edenian monarch laughed with her, but soon took on a sober disposition. Staring into her daughter’s reflected eyes, she made her solemn reply:

“Darling, I trusted you when you fought to set us free from the influence of Quan Chi’s dark magic, and when you helped to liberate us from the Netherrealm. I had complete faith in you when you contested Kotal Kahn’s rule and assumed Outword’s throne. I trusted your judgement when you seceded the realms that made up Outworld’s empire, leaving them to be ruled by others – Kotal Kahn included.”

A pause. “When you took your place as Edenia’s queen – when you promised to lead and serve its people, a vow that myself, your father and many others before you swore to honour – I readily stepped aside, because my faith in you was so strong.”

Another pause, but longer than the first. Then, Sindel spoke again, her voice thick: “When Raiden’s champion asked for your hand, and you obliged him … well, what is a mother to do but trust her child? It would be a slight against the Elder Gods themselves to clip the wings of a swan, and so I abide your decision to wed this day.”

Kitana’s countenance faltered. Her eyes creased as they narrowed, taking on a damp shine.

“Oh, Mother … this marriage worries you so much?”

Sindel tilted her head, a sad smile painted upon her lips.

“No … I am more worried about who will brush your hair now. You are hopeless at it.”

Kitana blinked, before issuing a short bark of laughter. Small teardrops formed like pearls at the edges of her gaze.

“I am not so hopeless at it now, not when I had you to teach me,” she whispered.

Sindel said nothing, but the glimmer in her iridescent globes said it all.

As Kitana dabbed at her eyes, her mother turned her attention to a small, velvet pillow that lay on the table beside the hairbrush. Lying atop the pillow, looking resplendent in the light, was a circlet of platinum. With careful hands, she lifted it up, regarding it at all angles for a few moments. Then, when Kitana’s eyes were finally dry, she slowly set the circlet upon her daughter’s dark head.

Kitana started. “You don’t have to –”

“Keep your head still at once.”

The queen stopped and obeyed, staring ahead.

A queen you may be, but you are still my child.

Straightening the circlet, Sindel appraised her daughter’s reflection and nodded.

“Now you are ready,” she proclaimed. “Truly a queen and her crowning glory – Edenia has never seen a finer ruler.”

In one swift, languid movement, Kitana got up from her seat and stood before her realm’s former sovereign, matching her in height. Nary a ripple was seen as she moved, for her gown hugged every inch of her lithe figure. Dipping her head, she looked up at Sindel from under her lashes.

“Liu Kang and I will make sure to stand by the ideals that you and father had set,” she intoned. “All that I do, I do so to honour you and … and Papa.”

The hesitation was not lost on Sindel, who took hold of Kitana’s wrists, pulled her close and pressed a kiss to her forehead. When she pulled back, her face shone with pride and fondness.

“I know, Kitana. Jerrod knows you do, too, and wherever his soul resides, he remains proud of you. But whatever the path you choose to take from this day forth, be assured that you are doing right by us, doing right by your people, and most importantly, doing right by yourself, no matter what.”

Kitana dipped her head again, the elusive strand brushing against her jawline.

“Thank you, Mother.”

Sindel reached out towards the strand, but at the last second let her hand fall to her side. She grinned.

“My beautiful queen. Your father would have dropped to his knees and thanked the Elder Gods for giving him a wonderful daughter if he were here to see you now on this special day.”

Kitana giggled. “You think so?”

Sindel nodded.

“Trust your mother, darling.”

With that, she took Kitana’s hand into her own, gave it a gentle squeeze, and led her out of the chambers towards a future free of uncertainty, full of promise, and as everlasting as the light of a thousand burning suns.

And for their child, a mother could not ask for anything more.

#Anonymous #Hope you liked it Nonny - let me know if it was okay! :) #This went from a drabble to a full-on oneshot #Sindel #Kitana #King Jerrod #Liu Kang #Kotal Kahn #Raiden #Quan Chi #Mother-daughter bond for the win #Liutana #Kitana/Liu Kang #Kitana x Liu Kang #Sindel is totally a proud mom and Jerrod is a proud dad #Edenia #MK11 #MKX #Mortal Kombat #Mortal Kombat 11 #Mortal Kombat X #Mortal Kombat fanfiction #fanfiction #Shao Kahn ain't anything in this timeline/story

[cchexmex]

Hit with some more inspiration. A little downtime and some cuddles.

“No, don’t worry ‘bout that...” Trying to find a comfortable position against him, Erron shifted slightly-bringing his thighs further apart, knees more firmly planted on the seat of the throne, straddling Kotal’s lap. “Just a little cuddle, don’t need to take off anything...” Erron murmured, glancing back at the door to the throne room before refocusing his attention on Kotal-the man absentmindedly kneading at his hips, his head lazily lent back, observing Erron quietly.

“A little cuddle...” Kotal responded with a low laugh, drifting his hands up-following Erron’s belt and stopping at the buckle, eyes focused downwards he slowly traced at the embellished metal, Erron setting his hands on Kotal’s and slowly moving up further. Touching at leather and heavy metal, focusing on the sound of their breathing-Erron squeezed gently once he reached Kotal’s biceps, smiling when he noticed the blush grow on the man’s cheeks. Noticeable even under the mottled and cracked teal paint covering him, that beautiful darkening of brown skin, flushed with blood.

“Are you certain it wouldn’t be more comfortable...” Kotal sighed, hand tightly gripping Erron’s waist-steadying him as Erron made his attempts to shuffle closer, a grumbled our curse leaving his lips when a bone from Kotal’s loincloth pinched into the inside of his thigh. “Careful...” Kotal pressed a hand against Erron’s thigh, rubbing a small circle into him.

“Yeah, don’t think we can get too comfy here. How about... scoot down a smidge, like that-“ Erron chuckled, moved on Kotal’s lap as the man shifted down slightly, hips lifting up once the throne as he adjusted himself. Much better, easier for Erron to sink against him-seeking out the sensation of the warmth of his core against himself. He sighed as he continued to focus his hands on the man’s shoulders-loving the sensation of their stomach’s rising and falling against each other, heat seeping through the thin shirt he was wearing. “Is this good?” He searched out a response, finding it in the broad smile that appeared on Kotal’s face-the softness around his eyes.

“Perfect...”

Perfect as it could get, a few minutes to themselves-a long enough day, both needing a little moment to focus on each other. Erron reached a hand up, palming the bell of his hat and removing it, setting it off to the side, letting it drop to the ground as well as he could-ensuring that it landed brim up. Metal underneath his fingertips again, bringing up another long sigh from Kotal-each breath that escaped him making Erron’s stomach burn.

Tracing with a finger, each line of his headdress, drifting occasionally to touch at skin-lingering on spots that made Kotal relax further underneath him, Kotal keeping his hands lightly on the small of Erron’s back-thumbs rubbing gentle into the muscle. A few minutes. Erron tried to keep that in mind, tried to remind himself-that thought quickly being chipped away, replaced by the sight of him, wanting to caress all the skin he could reach. He dipped his head down, careful of the edges of Kotal’s headdress-he slunk his fingers on the underside of it, tipping Kotal’s face up. A few minutes, hell-he could spend hours just looking into those eyes, feel everything burn into him and keep him warm for as long as possible. Kotal groaned softly, eyes shutting slowly as Erron leaned in and met his lips. Lost-face tingling as he moved his mouth against Kotal’s, drinking him in happily, pulling back only to catch quick breaths and the sight of a weakly flashed grin. Lips held in a tight embrace, slow and deep as hands drifted and squeezed-hanging on to each other.

The drum of a frantic heartbeat, Erron pulled back-feeling the veins in his neck dance heavily. Kotal chest rising and falling harshly as he attempted to follow his lips, falling back with a chuckle when Erron planted a quick peck to his mouth. “You okay down there?” Erron smirked, trying to catch his breath as he sat back on Kotal’s thighs-prideful of the sight of the man below him, eyes closed and softly smiling-paint further smudged and patchy, more skin visible.

“I am... hanging on.” Kotal mentioned with a small grunt, cracking an eye open.

“Shit... stay with me, Cakes. Need some mouth to mouth?”

No response save for Kotal forcing his eyes shut tightly-both falling off into laughter after a moment of silence. Kotal lifted himself up, pushing into Erron and holding him tight against his chest-laughter leaving him in loud bursts, the sound making Erron laugh harder-always so contagious.

“Your lips... the way you kiss me...” Kotal took in a deep gulp of air, trying to steady himself as he stared up at Erron. Erron raised a brow, rolling his lower lip into his mouth as he lazily tossed an arm around Kotal’s shoulder-feathers brushing against the bare skin of his wrists.

He focused on Kotal’s mouth-the man’s lips parted, eyes half lidded. Easily admitted how much he craved the taste of those lips, how he’d sometimes find himself locked on them throughout the day-mind going into a light haze as Kotal would speak and address others. “Hmm... my lips? Honest, Ko’atal... your lips are all I need-” Ears turning a bright red, burning hot as he spoke and held on tighter to Kotal, the man responding with a slight squeeze, his face growing softer-mouth lax. “Don’t need no food or water...” he chuckled, raising his free hand to trace Kotal’s cheekbone with a thumb.

Lost in though for a moment, eyes held on Erron’s “such a poet...” Kotal murmured, leaning his head against Erron’s hand-returning Erron’s chuckle with his own as he ran his hand up and down his back.

Erron snorted, moving his hand further up-sweeping his thumb over an eyebrow, disregarding the paint clinging to his skin now. “Ain’t no poet...” he found himself smiling deeper.

“If you insist...” Kotal mused, considering Erron’s words “but you cannot change my mind.” Words falling softly from his lips, eyes brimming with affection.

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