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She/Her, 20 y/o. This is my blog where I dump my dark yandere fantasies. 18+ only please.

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I have the feeling that out of all the 'yandere' characters you've written, Cetrion is the most disturbing; sure, reader doesn't get outright abused, but there's something incredibly twisted about the way she sees 'familial' relationships, not to mention her being the goddess of virtue. You mentioned her drugging reader at some point, and it all feels gen. scary. It also feels like she may be slightly delusional? Idk, it's all very interesting to me tbh

Oh yeah, the most apt word I would describe Cetrion as is “sinister”. Like you mentioned, she's not one to physically harm Reader, but she clearly has an unhealthy view on how to treat (Y/N). She's quite willing to mask a lot of her actions under the guise of righteousness or love, and she is very much a “the ends justify the means” type of person. So if making your body weak and drugged increases your affection, then so be it.

As I've touched on before, her distorted view of family comes from Kronika. Her mother uses her as a pawn just like anyone else. Not to mention, that Kronika is literally setting her only known children to fight each other for eternity because… Reasons? Kronika definitely engaged in some brainwashing and/or manipulation to achieve this, and perhaps she only ever birthed them for this purpose. (Also Cetrion and Shinnok are closer siblings than one would expect, but this is something for me to expand on another time)

My “one true headcanon” is that the biggest flaw of the Elder Gods & Titans is their boredom. They are purposeless beings with infinite power and infinite time, but can do absolutely nothing with it. It drives them mad, and Kronika's influence only worsens the effect on Cetrion. When questioning her own purpose mixes with her desires (Ex: family, affection, recognition), you get the unhealthy cocktail that is yandere Cetrion.

“Slightly delusional” is understating it, she is highly delusional and refuses to see a lot of her actions as wrong. In fact, she is quite hypocritical. I tried to highlight her hypocrisy in my “Yandere Cetrion x Reader” fic. Specifically with the line “She needs someone to thoroughly ingrain in your mind never to go against family.” Even though she rebelled against Kronika in that story for not agreeing with her mother's actions.

But, perhaps the worst thing about yandere Cetrion is your lack of privacy. Sure, Shinnok will chain you, beat you, and force you to engage in certain actions -but he's not omnipresent. There are periods of time where he'll leave you alone and be unable to observe you.

Cetrion on the other hand -from the moment her attention falls on you- will always watch you. Her seat in Heaven allows for 24/7 surveillance of your life. Every action you perform is now one with an audience. How much would your actions change if you knew that you were never alone? That every mistake or dumb decision you made is locked tight in a celestial's memory? What would or wouldn't you do simply because you can't handle the embarrassment of being observed committing it? In that respect, she is quite terrifying compared to other characters.

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Gods/Titans x Reader: Birthday Gift Headcanons

Characters: Shinnok, Raiden, Fujin, Liu Kang, Shang Tsung, Cetrion, Kronika 

A/N: Not me forgetting Shang Tsung was a Titan in the last one I did like this, *cough cough*. This is a lot fluffier than my usual content, enjoy!

TW: Nothing really, aside from maybe an implied yandere with a few characters.

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Shinnok

Likely doesn't know when your birthday is, nor does he care to ask. He's existed since before the concept of time, so what's another year around the sun supposed to mean to him? You’ll accidentally tell him about your birthday too, thinking out loud while he's around. Like, “oh it's my birthday today” or “I wonder if my birthday's coming up.” To which, he'll scoff and ask why you care about such a thing. Mortals and their customs have always irked him to no end.

For that reason, you shouldn't expect a gift or anything special when your b-day does roll around. If Shinnok wishes to treat you he'll do it any day out of the year. And his treats are rare, so I recommend appreciating them when they come. 

If Shinnok was to buy you a gift, he'd consider his tastes more than your own. So that means receiving items he likes and you may not enjoy. This includes: literature in an unknown language, skulls or other trophies from his enemies, overly ornate jewelry or clothing, and even a fresh soul for decoration or consumption. Be sure to smile and thank him even if the present is… Undesirable. It'll save you some pain and maybe he'll get you something better next time.

Raiden

He hasn't asked when your birthday is simply to be polite. But, you'll likely tell Raiden at some point and he'll never forget the day. Like most characters on this list, he doesn't have a birthday himself to celebrate. He understands how important it is to mortals however, and will make an effort to impress you.

Raiden may not get you a gift for your birthday though. It's not because he doesn't care, but because he'd rather not incite rumors or other speculations in his followers. This is especially true if your relationship is secret or even forbidden. It pains him, but he binds himself to a certain standard for good reason. It's only if he became Dark Raiden, or if your relationship was open/public would he offer you a present.

Raiden isn't very much “in-touch” with mortals, so he would also base a gift on his preferences. He enjoys things that enrich the mind and offer more perspective on the world. Some examples are: classical literature/philosophy, historical records or artifacts, spiritual aids such as incense or other herbs, and potentially a jar of Jinsei only if you have max trust with him.

Fujin

He asks you about your birthday, and like his brother he doesn't forget. While he doesn't have a birthday either, he likely adopts a fake one just to connect with humans. So, he knows the importance of your b-day and will ponder what to give you months ahead of time.

He's the first of the characters here to consider your preferences over his own. He'll ask you a lot of probing questions to find out your likes, but he's rather smooth about it so you won't know the intent behind it. He also observes you and learns more about your hobbies, while also doing a little bit of research on them to see what would make a good present.

The type of gift he offers is dependent on you, but he'll aim for something affordable yet memorable. It's worth noting that he may also invest in an experience such as going to a certain city or place. For your birthday Fujin would like to take you to a local restaurant, see a movie or some form of theater, or bring you something you've always wanted. 

Also, please give this man a gift for his fake birthday. He will appreciate it.

Liu Kang 

He should have an idea of when you were born due to him crafting your destiny. But, he makes sure to ask so you're not surprised about him knowing when your birthday is. His god-like memory won't allow him to forget your birthday, and he plans ahead for it a crisp 11 months in advance. He needs the time, considering all of the duties on his plate.

Like Raiden, offering you a gift on your birthday may cause jealousy in the Wu Shi Academy. The last thing Liu Kang wants is for his subordinates to suspect he has some kind of favoritism towards you. However, he has little problem with your relationship being public if you're dating. So, if you're in a relationship with him you'll get a gift. If not, he'll just say “happy birthday" and recommend you take the day off.

He’s considerate of your tastes when scrounging up a present. At the same time, if he feels that giving you what you want would enable bad habits, (ex: behavioral addictions or an unhealthy lifestyle) then he'll resort to a more generic gift. Some examples include: birthday/gift card, baked goods, potted plant or gardening seeds, and candles.

Shang Tsung

He knows your birth date, home address, and banking information before you've even met him. He enjoys thoroughly researching his prey before acting, so he knows all the little details of your life. And once he's wrapped you around his little thumb, you happily spill to him when your birthday is. 

His gift is determined by your relationship with him. If he's in the early stages of wooing you, then he'll get whatever you love. His budget is the most lenient out of anyone here, so if you want something on the more expensive side you'll get it. He can be far too lavish with it as well, easily spending thousands of dollars to get what you desire. Of course, he'll keep reassuring you that such a paltry amount is nothing if it's for you…

If he has you under his control already, then he just gets a gift that will please him. He sees you as a little trophy to show off and tease all the time, so you can imagine what his gifts would be like. Fine silks, opulent jewelry, fancy furniture for you to lay on… If the gift is anything that visually stimulates him and shows off his power then he'll offer it to you.

Cetrion

She knows when your birthday is because she is nigh omnipresent. However, unlike everyone else in this list, she likely won't be able to spend time with you on your birthday. Cetrion would observe you from afar, in Heaven, unless you've already died or she's gained her freedom from Kronika. Still, that doesn't mean she won't do something special for your birthday.

Cetrion has to be a bit sneaky when giving you a gift. While other Gods have to worry about their mortal followers getting angry, she has to worry about the wrath of Elder Gods and a Titan. But, she's been playing this game for a long, long time. She has her methods of getting one or two things past without their notice.

Cetrion's gift involves her powers. She may grow a large and beautiful tree in your yard overnight. Or (especially if you garden) find all of your plants blooming and thriving. If there's a particular animal you've really wanted as a pet, it'll show up practically on your doorstep -begging you to adopt it. Alternatively, you may just wake up with a power you've never had, wondering when in the hell were you able to talk to animals or had a green thumb.

Kronika

She probably cares the least about a birthday, second to only her son Shinnok maybe. But unlike him, she's far more considerate of you once you're in a relationship. If you want to celebrate the passage of time, so be it. 

She sees herself as an artisan in a way, and would likely craft you a gift utilizing her powers. By the end of it, you may end up with a powerful artifact on the levels of Shinnok's Amulet or a Kamidogu. Naturally, whatever object she creates will be imbued with the power of time. Speeding up time, stopping time, reversing time -as long as it relates to chronokinesis she'll create it.

And although she'll put time (literally) and effort into a present, her most important gift to you would be her presence. She'll want to hang out with you like normal, simply enjoying each other's company and voice. Kronika makes for a surprisingly good partner on your b-day. She's swayed many people to her side and for good reason -she considers other people's thoughts and desires. Of course, this is all assuming you didn't break her heart.

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Random Shinnok Rambles (X Reader)

A/N: Alright, back to Shinnokposting. My Tumblr is really just a Shinnok x Reader blog at heart lol. So, this is the closest I'll get to posting general headcanons. It's a part character analysis part x Reader I suppose? I just wanted to give more context on his thought process and personality in my stories. I don't really know what to call it hence the title. Might turn this into a series. Anyways, enjoy!

TW: Heavy abuse, slavery, manipulation, implied rape/coercion, cussing, NSFW, mentions of oral and anal sex

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Speech/Mannerisms

Shinnok does not cuss. There's no way you're getting a “fuck” or “shit” out of this man. He finds cursing to be crass and a sign of low intelligence. However, he would use variations of “damn” and “hell” (ex: damned, damnation, hellspawn). But those aren't really cuss words depending on who you ask. The most vulgar words you can expect from Shinnok are “bastard” or “whore”, but those have stipulations for him to say it. For example, he'll only call someone a “bastard” if they were truly born from unwed parents. And even so, he phrases in a way of it being more like a statement than anything. (Ex: “Ah, the bastard of Argus.”) As for whore, he doesn't just call any woman that. They have to use their sexuality to some notable benefit like money, power, etc. 

He doesn't enjoy crassness in the bedroom either. He'll never utilize the words “pussy” or “cunt”. Those words are beneath him, so he sticks primarily to the anatomical words for genitals. But, I could see him on occasions when he's especially excited to use “cock” when referencing his penis. He'll also use euphemisms for your vagina such as “flower” or “petals” for your labia. He'll also probably just refer to your ass as “behind” or “rear”, as he dislikes the words “ass” and “butt”. Overall, don't expect a lot of dirty talk from this man. And even if he does, you'll probably need a thesaurus on hand for all the euphemisms.

So with his sentiments on speech, how much does this affect his darling? Umm, a lot. He won't be able to tolerate a s/o who curses or uses a lot of “low intelligence” words. Whether you're his lover or his pet he expects you to use your voice with dignity. If not… He can just beat it out of you. A pet/slave will learn to hold their tongue much quicker as from day one he's clear with his expectations. A willing lover on the other hand gets a few warnings -then it's straight to the dungeon with you until your speech improves.

Aside from speech he has high expectations with how you carry yourself. This differs depending on how he views your relationship. For pets, a submissive stride and downcast expression is expected at all times. Try not to take up too much space and look ashamed of yourself -it will please him despite his harsh comments. As for a lover, make sure that you walk around as though you own all the realms. He will notice if you skulk around rather than act confident, and it may just get you demoted from being his lover.

Also, people with shrimp-like posture beware -this man has no tolerance for hunchbacks. Get that spine straightened up or he'll straighten it for you. Seriously, he'll tell you to sit up maybe once then he'll manhandle you into a proper position. Have him do this too many times and he'll just start hitting you every time he catches you slouching. “Why insist on straining your back, mortal?” He'll say while “fixing” your posture.

Your “Relationship” with Him

I'm sorry but, unless Shinnok was purified or otherwise changed to become a better person -you're in for one hell of a toxic relationship. The main problem with him is his pride. There is no one like him, no one on his level of strength, intelligence, and ambition. (In his eyes at least.) So whether you're his pet or lover he'll always see you as a lesser being. It leads to a lot of problems should you accept the opportunity to willingly date him.

For example, you won't have any say over his plans for invasion or utilizing his demonic army. “Did you think an offering of my bed was an offering of being commander?” He says, face grim as he awaits your answer. You tell him no, but you can't help the thought that maybe as his partner you could aid him better in battle. Another point of contention would be the boundary pushing. Oh, you don't want to give him a blowjob? “My dearest (Y/N), you will get on your knees for me. Your Lord demands it.” You can certainly refuse, but is it worth the wrath of Shinnok?

Oddly enough, following through with his demands when he gets pushy like that will lower his respect for you. In his mind, all it takes is a few harsh words and threats of punishment to get you to obey? Those are the motivations of slaves -not of someone who is his equal. His treatment of you will change the more you submit. He gets more degrading with his speech, and he starts to doubt your abilities to help him conquer the realms. He may even stop you from going out on missions, telling you to simply stay in the cathedral with him. Do not accept this if you value your freedom. Once he traps you in his castle it's GG.

Honestly, it's very easy to slip from being his lover to his pet/slave. I would say 99.9% of the time that's what your relationship would devolve into anyways. His disdain towards others and his pride would warp any feelings of genuine affection into desires of ownership. The 0.1% chance is that you somehow become more powerful than him and flip the script on him -making Shinnok your pet instead. (Foreshadowing)

And you know what? You go through all of that and this fallen Elder God doesn't even say “I love you.” :( You'll never hear those words even after existing for thousands of years. It's the one lie he won't tell you -all due to his ego viewing love as a weakness. At the end of the day, mortals exist for his use and he does not have to offer anything in return.

Sexual Deeds/NSFW

So… Does Shinnok have kinks? Absolutely! (Even if he doesn't acknowledge them as such.) For one, he absolutely loves praise and worship in the bedroom. Tell him how grateful and honored you are to touch his body -he'll reward you with a hardy reminder as to why you're beneath him ❤️. Oh yeah, aside from praise he's super into degrading and humiliating you. This man will tear apart your entire identity and want you to take it with a smile.

He also really enjoys eye contact during sex -specifically being able to read your emotions/reactions. Sometimes you feel as though he's glimpsing at your soul when he stares into your eyes, and in all honesty maybe he is. He also is a fan of asphyxiation. It makes him feel powerful when he controls your breathing. You can't even say anything when your throat is constricted. How perfect.

But there's also quite a bit of stuff he's not into either. For example, he'll never use toys during sex unless you count those bone constructs of his. In his eyes, he's not sure why he would need such toys when his body and magic alone is more than enough to pleasure you. Don't ask him about using toys either. He'll just finger you with his summoned skeleton hands until you apologize for bringing it up.

He also isn't a big fan of somnophilia. His pleasure comes from you being aware of what he's doing and the dominance from that. If you're fast asleep, how is he able to enjoy that? Unfortunately for you that means being woken up when you're in the throes of sleep, either when he is roughly pumping into your body or demanding you to leap up and service him. 

Also for AFAB readers he wouldn't be interested in anal -at first. Why use your ass when you've got a perfectly ok vagina? But after quite a bit of time passes and seeing your butt jiggle he gets curious. Maybe one day after doing it doggy-style he'll pull out of your pussy and start grinding against your cheeks. Then another day he'll actually slip in between the globes of your butt and start rutting against you. Finally, you know your luck’s run out when he starts lubing up your asshole, telling you how you'll learn to accommodate him here too.

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Yandere Cetrion x Reader 

A/N: Two stories in a single week? Don't say I don't ever treat y’all. Since I've written for Kronika and Shinnok I figured I should include her as well. Also her Tower ending… It intrigues me. It gives me ideas about a few stories is all I'll say.

TW: Platonic yandere, violence, stalking, unhealthy power dynamics, MK11 Tower ending spoilers, honestly this is pretty tame.

Out of her family she's the most likely to fall for a mortal. Cetrion genuinely cares about mortals despite her loyalty to her mother’s wishes. This is demonstrated in her Tower ending, where initially upon getting The Hourglass she creates a paradise of sorts. I imagine that in Heaven the Elder Gods are quite bored, not having much to do as their interference with the realms is limited. And Heaven isn't exactly getting invaded or falling apart anytime soon. So, I imagine they watch the happenings in the realms like it's a livestream. 

This is how Cetrion ends up discovering you, just one day while she's watching Earthrealm. Though the Gods are meant to be unbiased in their decisions, she would be lying if she said Earthrealm wasn't her favorite. Out of all the realms it's the one that's come closest to embodying virtue. What places her attention on you would be any act of good. Whether that's volunteering at a soup kitchen or an animal shelter -as long as you're helping those less fortunate you'll catch her eye.

When you do catch her eye it's hard for Cetrion to pull her attention away from you. It's as though she senses some potential in you, but can't quite place her finger on what. It isn't love at first sight, but she is intrigued with you immediately after that incident. From that point on you'll have divine eyes watching you, observing every single action and word you say without rest…

So, you better be on your best behavior! It seems like Earthrealm (for the most part) follows our history so you may not even know about the existence of Elder Gods. Even so, the burning sensation of being watched everywhere you go is too intense to be imagined. You'll likely become paranoid in public/private but not know the reason why.

Hopefully, upon getting that sensation you decide to continue being a good person. Cetrion is pleased to see such saintly behavior from you. You help others without expecting a reward and always treat others with compassion. It warms her heart to see you try to improve the world you're in even just a little.

Cetrion is also the quickest to pine for you out of her family. She falls into limerence in about a few months. That time might as well be seconds to her. Likely, you're not even the first human who she’s obsessed over. But, you're the first one where she'll actually be able to act on her feelings.

Cetrion was originally going to just hope that your soul would ascend to Heaven after your death. Maybe she would even attempt to coax you into living a righteous life, assuming she could get away with contacting you past the other Elder Gods. But with Shinnok's decapitation and Kronika wanting to reset the timeline again, things go in Cetrion's favor more than it has for the past resets. She ends up rebelling against Kronika and successfully becoming the Keeper of Time. With her and the Elder Gods out of the way, well, what's stopping her from getting to know you a bit? But first, she must make a better world for all mortals. It's her duty as the Goddess of Virtue after all.

You don't meet Cetrion until after she reshapes the timeline. She crafts your fate to be one by her side -an emissary of the Life Goddess herself. As she watches you be born into a loving family, she can't help but smile as she thinks about what your future holds.

I believe Cetrion in a way just wants a happy family -especially after observing mortals for so long. I believe that's why she follows Kronika even if a part of her really believes her mother’s wishes are utter garbage. If she lives up to Kronika's expectations then maybe she'll get love for once. At least with her gone, she's fully accepted mortals as her family.

Annnnnd that's where the good times end. While you were a relatively kind person in the previous timelines, something about having a life free of adversaries seems to change you. You grow up to become a sinful person. You overindulge yourself in food, liquor, and gambling. You constantly partake in illegal substances and attempt to get others as addicted as you are. You even show absolutely no compassion to your fellow man -taunting and bullying anyone who dared to deviate from your worldview. You're all around a bad person, and it becomes even worse when you get the wise idea of joining a mercenary gang to fight in Outworld.

Cetrion stops that timeline before you get too out of control. She generously decides that maybe your behavior was just a fluke. You reincarnate into a similar life as before, but still you fall into being a vile pest. Annoyed at this she once again restarts the timeline, but this time she puts you in a not as noble but still caring family.

Nope. You're still evil. And not only just you, but it seems like other mortals are getting worse each time she resets despite her making a paradise. She's become quite disillusioned at this point, frustrated at how doing the right thing is leading to despicably immoral creations. She thinks that maybe mortals do constantly need that push of an adversary. To always need one foot on their neck to appreciate her gifts. 

As Cetrion reshapes the realms to something more… Hellish, she's still willing to give you one last chance. Maybe your corruption was simply from being around all these impure mortals. If you were closer to your goddess, right with her in the Heavens then perhaps the taint of sin will leave you. You'll be pure again. She'll cleanse you of filth no matter the means she must resort to.

So Cetrion once again resets time, this time with you being blessed to be her one and only true child. You literally carry a part of her divine essence now, so there is NO excuse for your actions now. She truly hopes that you'll be good this time, but if not she'll punish you like a parent must with an unruly child. As you grow up you find yourself constantly being observed and scrutinized. You don't know it though -she wants to see your true nature unfold. To see who you really are without the influence of your surroundings. 

And once again. Once again you disappoint her. And you do so in the most hurtful of ways. You rebel against her, siding with the mortals and citing how cruel her treatment of them is. How evil she is to allow them to face the consequences of their actions. “My sweet, pure (Y/N).” She says, as you point your weapon at her. “I see that you've become just as tainted as those in the realms below. No matter, I will strike you down where you stand.” She lifts a hand towards you, charging up a powerful beam.

You get destroyed in the battle, laying in the ground of the celestial plane on the precipice of death. As she approaches your limp form you expect her to deliver the killing blow. But instead, she picks you up ever so gently. You're surprised at her tenderness and the genuine smile you see on your mother's face. Then you feel your body lurch downwards as you descend into the depths of the Netherrealm. You faint just before you recognize your new location though, too sapped of strength to stay conscious.

Little did you know, but the Netherrealm was about to become your new home for eons. Cetrion made sure of it, trapping you there with a seal only she could remove. If you wanted to be corrupt you could stay where all of the other wicked souls went. But unlike others, you wouldn't be free to wander in agony. She needs someone to thoroughly ingrain in your mind never to go against family. And perhaps, with enough time, you'd finally be cleansed of mortal sins to join her in the heavens again.

But for now, you'll be paying “Uncle” Shinnok and “Big Brother” Raiden a little visit.

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Mortal Kombat Masterlist

Shinnok

Self Aware! MKX Shinnok x Reader: Part 1 / 2

Yandere(?) Shinnok x Reader: Part 1 / 2 / 3

Random Shinnok Rambles

Not Shinnok Focused / Includes Other Characters Than Just Him

Gods/Titans x Sick! Reader

Gods/Titans x Reader: Birthday Gift Headcanons

Yandere Kronika x Reader

Yandere Cetrion x Reader

Cetrion Ask

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Firstly, I wanna say that I rly rly like the way you write-it always feels super in character. Second, are you taking requests, and if so can you pleasepleasepleaseee write anything Kronika related?

A/N: I'm glad you like my writing! Yeah, one of my big things is that even though I write x readers, I like for the characters to behave as close to their canon personality as possible. It's the reason I like them after all.

Also, technically I don't accept requests. Buuuut I do like Kronika and she sorely lacks content so here you go. I hope you enjoy it.

Yandere Kronika x Reader

TW: Yandere, abduction/kidnapping, slight obsessive behavior, romantic affection

Kronika is an interesting case when it comes to her falling for someone in general, let alone her behavior becoming yandere-like. Her true, most important obsession is with The Hourglass and creating a world of perfect balance. Anything else -whether her children or her own Titan kin- comes second. So, what could draw her attention away from the allure of shaping destinies?

Reminding her of her past would be a likely way to catch her attention. Kronika wasn't always the Keeper of Time nor a Titan. Something she tries her absolute all to forget. But, it's her reason for becoming obsessed with a perfect timeline. No longer would one person or group gain absolute power or the freedom to do unto others whatever they pleased. No longer would a single being be able to use all else for their own gain. Yes, as long as she keeps experimenting with time and reality one day she'll achieve that perfect world.

And here you come along, not to throw a wrench in her plans but to aid them. Unlike the others she has enlisted to aid her who only follow for the promises of a granted wish -or even her affection- you follow her because you see merit in her vision. She's impressed, considering that you're a mortal. But she's also not stupid, and during the first dozen rounds of resets she's suspicious. What are you actually after from her? What do you truly hope to gain from her?

It's only after countless resets and you proving that you're only interested in a balanced world that Kronika gets a spark of interest in you. Yes, she may shape all destinies but she cannot get rid of that annoying “free-will”. Why is it that whether she makes you a lowly peasant of Earthrealm or a devout Chaosrealmer, you always understand her design? She's almost tempted to ask you, but it's not as though you have memories of all of your past lives… That's something she can fix though.

At some point in infinity, you begin to recall your previous lives in previous timelines. The first few times you recall a world that no longer exists, a life that you've lived yet never experienced, it happens to drive you insane. Much like it did her. You're afflicted with an extreme sense of nihilism and pessimistic thought. What was even the point if it was all going to start over again? For the first time your loyalty in her ideals falters. It takes years (less than a second in the eyes of immortals) for you to come to the conclusion you reached before. There must be balance in the realms.

Kronika is -for the first time in eons- furious at this revelation. You're still pledging loyalty even after seeing everything you love wash away? After having the hurtful knowledge of previous timelines within you? That's not how mortals operate. No, she refuses to believe that a lower being as yourself could even comprehend the majesty of her brilliant design!

However, after she calms down she realizes what an interesting specimen she has on hand. You're someone who shares her thinking and has proven to be quite competent in the past. You're also someone who could walk among the realms discreetly, unlike Cetrion who's divine presence would be noticed. Perhaps you could be quite the useful pawn.

And so, you become her reliable little helper. You stir the pot as needed and quell any threats to the perfect timeline as they appear. Kronika is quite satisfied with your performance, evident with her “experiments” lasting longer and longer between resets. For a mortal you're great. But, you could be so much more. She sees that now. You've proven yourself.

You're “invited” to Kronika's Keep, waking up there one day after eliminating a particularly annoying threat to balance. You lie there confused, having no idea where you're at nor why you're here. You get your answer soon enough as the sounds of heels on the floor approaches you. “You've done well, (Y/N).” You shiver from the sound of your name being spoken by her. “For many timelines you have served me dutifully. I believe it's time for me to reward you.” Your eyebrow raises at this revelation, but you await her next words.

“Stay here by my side, (Y/N). And let us both cultivate the fate of the realms. As someone who shares my vision, I can imagine that there is no greater gift than what I offer.” A gentle smile accompanies her final words. You give yourself a few seconds to mull over her words before making a decision.

There are two possible fates for you at this point. The first is where you accept her offer -much to Kronika's delight. She stays true to her words, letting you stay in her spire as the both of you peer down at the realms. And whenever she rewinds the timeline you're there with her, helping her in the task of shaping The Sands of Time.

Albeit, you'll likely be put in a void outside of time until there's a way for you to survive the rewinding to the beginning of the universe. To not get rewound or suffocate you'll need to be a Titan or God of some kind. Something easily done considering all Kronika has to do is kill an existing God/Titan. And that Thunder God is starting to become a real thorn in her side…

Once you get your godhood the rest of your existence is relatively sweet? You quickly fall into obsession with The Hourglass like Kronika did, but at least now the two of you aren't alone in your madness. Not only that, you get revealed a side of her thought long gone -compassion. When the two of you aren't manipulating fate you're in each other's arms. Hugging, kissing, and performing other acts of affection. There's no need to ask each other how their day's going with how often you two are together, but you do so anyway just for reassurance.

You essentially get a relationship as normal as possible with Kronika. Her yandere tendencies aren't revealed unless someone manages to hurt you. But at that point it's just self-defense, right?

Now if you refuse Kronika's offer… She shakes her head and sighs in disappointment. “Oh, (Y/N). And here I thought you were so promising.” A burst of blue energy comes from her hands and then you're frozen. Not encased in ice but rather frozen in time, your mind and body locked in the moment right when she said her last words. Kronika approaches your still frame, bringing a lithe finger to your chin.

“Such a disappointment you are, yet,” she flies over to The Hourglass while telekinetically carrying your body with her. “You still have the ability to serve the vision you've foolishly abandoned.” She pushes you towards The Hourglass, getting you close enough to be converted into its magical sands. And just as you’re about to be wiped from history, Kronika pulls you away with a look of hesitation.

Despite your shortcomings, you're the only other being she's had even a remote interest in for an eternity. Would it truly be worth it to permanently delete your existence? It's those two things that stop her from killing you. But you can't be allowed to walk punishment free. Not after you've led her on for so long, making her believe you two were kindred souls. She has the perfect little fate planned for you…

One moment you're hearing Kronika voice her disappointment and the next you're behind a giant sphere of glass. You look down and see that you're suspended several meters above a void? There's sand piled all the way up to your torso -a torso that looks distinctively different from what it should. Instead of flesh, your body seems to be made of sand similar to what you're standing in. There's an ethereal glow to your body that reminds you of something spirit-like.

“Admiring your new form I presume?” You hear Kronika's voice but you don't see her. Is she behind you? She continues speaking. “I took the liberty of turning you into something better. It'd be a waste to just kill you.” She finally walks into view, hovering to be eye-level with you as you stand in what you've come to realize is The Hourglass. “I've made you one with The Hourglass. Your soul and body is now just an extension of it.” She pets the glass of The Hourglass -an act that you can actually feel! Her palm rubbing against the pane feels so soft, and you find yourself stunned as you try to process these new “nerves” that you have.

Kronika pulls her palm away. “You can't control The Hourglass, not without my command.” She smiles before continuing. “In case you thought of manipulating time to save yourself.” That's it? You're going to be stuck here as a powerless embodiment of her fascination for an eternity? How cruel, but you suppose in your large repertoire of lifetimes there are worse fates.

[beloved-belittled]

Gods/Titans x Sick! Reader

Characters: Shinnok, Raiden, Fujin, Liu Kang, Cetrion, Kronika 

A/N: Did not have the brainpower to work on my other stories so I drafted up this instead. Influenza is a bitch.

TW: Implied yandere, mentions of drugging, kidnapping, death, SFW

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Shinnok 

Can probably detect that you're getting sick before your symptoms show. You know how some people can smell sickness? It's like that with Shinnok. Thankfully, you don't have the waft of death he's so accustomed to being around. He's not worried about you dying from this. Still, he'd rather not his plaything be ill.

He's a bit confused on how you got sick in the first place though. He doesn't exactly take you outside once he's kidnapped you, and it's not like he's affected by any mortal disease so ???. It's especially puzzling if this happens while you're trapped in the amulet. At least in the cell you came into contact with demons who may have carried something. 

Regardless, at this point Shinnok realizes his arsenal of healing magic is rather… Lacking. He's much more adept at rending flesh than mending it. But he's a skilled sorcerer so it takes him little time to learn a healing spell. A few test subjects later and he feels confident at curing your cold.

All this takes less than 24 hours for Shinnok to achieve. You're probably bed ridden at this point with all the chills/fever, coughing, and weakness. Speaking of beds, I think this is one of the few times he'll have you sleep in a bed rather than your cell. He wants you to recover after all. The only way you’re dying is by his hands and not some petty mortal disease. 

His magic works better than any herbal healing or medicine tbh. One moment you're on death's door and the next you've completely recovered. No sign of illness anywhere in your body. Even though being Shinnok's darling is not desirable, it does come with a few benefits like this.

Raiden 

Raiden doesn't know you're sick until the symptoms show. Might not discover your illness until 2-3 days of you being under the weather due to his busy schedule. He likely hears about your condition from a monk he's trusted to watch over you. Man immediately teleports to the Sky Temple to see how you're doing. He finds you laying in the bed barely able to move. Wearily, you greet him only to immediately fall into a coughing fit.

Unfortunately, he can't fry the disease out of you with his electricity. So, herbal healing it is! You drink more tea this week than you have your entire life. Seriously, you have to beg Raiden to stop because your stomach is about to burst. He does, only to immediately pursue some aromatherapy. Your room smells strongly of flowers and eucalyptus afterwards.

Would frequently check on you nearly every hour. If there's an extremely urgent matter that calls for his attention he'll leave his most trusted colleagues to look after you. Right after he's done with business he'll ask the person if your status has improved. 

He's super mindful of making sure you don't get bed sores or any other complications from laying around all day. At the same time, he only wants you getting up to bathe or use the restroom. You're essentially stuck in one place until he can 100% guarantee you've recovered. 

If your condition worsens he would hire a doctor to come see you. If the doctor suggests you go to a hospital, Raiden will take you there. I imagine the admission process would be a bit awkward though. He has no idea how all this works so you're left doing most of the speaking. You get admitted in though, and no his constant visiting doesn't stop even now. The hospital staff would likely have to kick him out.

Overall, he's praying that you'll make it through this.

Fujin

Well, Fujin actually lives among mortals so he has more knowledge on how to take care of you. Like Raiden, whenever he's on important business he hires someone to watch over you. I could see him having a phone unlike his brother. Definitely more hip with the times. Anyways, because of this he probably gets a worried text from your caretaker that you've fallen ill.

He arrives back home ASAP. Seeing you in this condition pulls at his heartstring the most. Out of everyone he's the most worried, as he's had his most favorite mortals pass away from illness. He wastes no time getting into Dr. Fujin mode.

He has you on a liquid diet until you heal. Tea, soup, broth -that's all you're eating for the next week. He’ll get whatever you need medicine wise. Got a headache or cramps? He'll get some painkillers pronto. Are you coughing with an irritated throat? Have some cough syrup/drops. He's very attentive in giving you a balance of home remedies and prescribed drugs.

It pains him every time you cough or groan in pain. He wants nothing more than to cure you right now. He hates seeing you suffer from illness. You can expect him to keep you company for as long as necessary. He'll also bring whatever entertainment you want, long as it isn't too expensive. 

Again, if your conditions worsen he'll take you to a hospital. It's a smoother process getting in with him though. He also understands the concept of visiting hours, but best believe he's taking full advantage of them. He'll only leave your side if he has to and will be back the next morning.

Liu Kang 

He doesn't have an ability to detect disease but he does have impeccable intuition. Something just changes about you before you fall ill. He's not even sure how he predicted it, but sure enough you're bedridden a few days after his spidey senses tingle.

He tries not to be too worried about your cold. He hasn't crafted your destiny to be one where you die from disease. But, there are some externalities even he can't control being Keeper of Time. So, it's off to the Wu Shi's medbay with you!

The Fire God checks up on you regularly, but not as often as Raiden or Fujin. It's not that he cares less, but rather he understands boundaries more. You don't need him breathing down your neck while you're recovering or sleeping. He makes an effort to see you every day though, giving you updates of what's going on at the academy. 

If you're suffering from chills though at least you're in luck! He'll keep the room more than warm enough with his fire powers. It's like having a heated blanket around whenever he's in the medbay. At the same time, if you have a fever you may find his presence to be a little too warm. 

I believe if you don't get better he'd take you to a sorcerer skilled in healing. Luckily, there's a whole multiverse at his disposal so it's extremely easy for him to find someone to cure you. You won't die under his care. You're far too precious for him to lose.

Cetrion

Can detect your sickness way before symptoms show. Honestly, you probably wouldn't even realize you're sick before her magic heals you. With her around you don't have to worry about such mortal afflictions. 

If there was an illness that her powers couldn't heal… Well tbh you're probably going to die. But, I think it would leave her spiraling into a pit of worry beforehand. How did you get this disease? What can she do to help you? I think she'd try a lot of home remedies like the other characters here but doesn't have as much faith for it working. After all, no mortal medicine can surpass her powers as an Elder God.

If you pass away from this she'll likely just keep your soul in Heaven with her. If she's Keeper of Time she may just restart the Timeline. Although, I can't imagine it'd be too hard for her to just put your soul in a surrogate or artificial body. Regardless, she's not going to let an illness take you away from her. The consequences be damned.

Also, in a weird way I could see Cetrion getting you sick on purpose. Drugging whatever you eat/drink with just enough poison to make you lethargic and sleepy. Or manipulating the timeline so you're purposefully born with a weak body. It feeds her ego to take over a caregiver role for you. Having you completely dependent on her love and attention gives her a much needed dopamine boost. It's very unfortunate for you.

Overall… Probably the best person to have if you get sick. As long as she decides to heal you immediately of course.

Kronika

Is even more confused than her son about how you got sick. After all, she had you trapped in a pocket outside of time. Even if you caught a pathogen, it wouldn't be able to progress due to time being paused there. And not only that, you've been in there for far longer than the incubation time of any disease. Briefly, she wonders if your safety inside the bubble has been compromised. She dismisses that idea though. No… No one has the ability to tread that space without her permission. Not in her New Era.

Fortunately, she can just reverse the “age” of your body to before you got infected. She's reversed time on your body several times at this point, so she's not the least bit worried about doing so. A wave of her hands later and you're cured. And feeling a bit younger too.

Not much else to really say here. I doubt she would intentionally get you sick. Also with her being a Titan and succeeding against Liu Kang/Raiden in this timeline, the arc of history really does bend to her will. So basically -you're not getting sick on her watch.

[beloved-belittled]

Yandere(?) Shinnok x Reader (3/3)

Click here for Part 1 / Click here for Part 2

A/N: The word count of this is more than triple of part one. At this point I'm just posting full-on novels. Anyways, I'm taking a slight break from writing about Shinnok. I have two stories I want to post involving a certain two MK characters. I'm not spoiling who they are ;).

TW: Kidnapping, torture, heavy abuse, thoughts of death, Stockholm Syndrome, master/slave dynamic, impregnation, dark story, horror/thriller, noncon, NSFW, AFAB reader

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You wake up back in your cell. Shinnok, after having his fun with your body, seems content with carrying on his treatment of you as usual. He inflicts the same amount of pain as before while occasionally using you to satisfy his lust. The only times you're taken out of that cell is when he’s feeling frisky. You could almost laugh at how he's above fucking you in the dungeon. Almost. But the reality you're in is too depressing.

Your fragile mind snaps after Shinnok rapes you. You were teetering on the brink of insanity long ago, but this pulled your mind into an inescapable chasm. Your emotions are sucked into the abyss never to resurface. Numbness replaces them, like a fog in your mind it clouds your perception. Every interaction with him from then on becomes a hazy experience. One where you're left unsure of if it ever happened in the first place.

You dutifully follow each and every one of his wishes from there on. If he wants a kiss you'll give it to him. If he wants his cock sucked you'll do it. He could order you to die for him and you'd do it without hesitation. He has full control over your mind, body, and soul.

Shinnok seems more than pleased with your change in personality. He shows his approval primarily in his actions rather than his words. The torture sessions get shorter and shorter. His touches become more gentle, softer and more considerate of your weak points. His kisses linger too, trailing all over your body. You're so much like death now that he can't help but treat you better.

And so, your “life” continues on in this pointless servitude. Not changing in routine all until a certain day.

Shinnok brought you to that murky-colored bedroom again. You knew what he was in the mood for. With merely a gesture you're naked and down on your knees. He sits on the edge of the bed. You crawl towards him, placing your hands on his hips. You pull down his pants just enough for his cock to flop out. Without hesitation you work on making him hard. Licking, stroking, and sucking, you thoroughly tease him to arousal. Once he's hard you start blowing him.

Your gaze is locked upwards as you give him a blowjob. He always seemed addicted to your stare, wanting you to look into his eyes whenever he humiliated you. But this time seems not to be the case. Your master is distracted, gazing at an amulet he has in his hand. You've seen him wearing it on his belt once before today, and last time he also seemed fixated on it rather than you. You're quite curious about the artifact.

A sudden thrust from Shinnok catches you by surprise. “Focus, pet.” He says as you sputter and choke. “You wouldn't want to disappoint me.” He doesn't even glance down at you. With your lord's reminder you fixate on making him cum. You purse your lips forming a perfect ‘o’ around his cock. Bobbing your head up and down his shaft, you lick all his most sensitive spots. All the way from his tip to his scrotum, you treat him like a good lover should.

You know you're doing a good job when Shinnok lets out a low hum. You know you're doing a very good job when his unoccupied hand lands to rest on your head. “Very good.” He purrs. You trill in excitement at his words, motivated by his praise and touch of approval. He remains silent after this as you continue to orally pleasure him. You don't mind. The sound of flesh on flesh is more than pleasing. The rhythm of it all brings you to a hypnotic state.

Your master's hips start to quiver ever so slightly. It's his telltale sign of an approaching orgasm. His hand clenches your scalp, your mental conditioning causing you to freeze. He pulls his cock back just enough for the tip to rest on your tongue. He wants you to taste it, to taste the cum he's blessing you with. You want to as well, fervently letting him fuck your mouth.

He doesn't last for much longer. He sighs as he orgasms, covering your waiting tongue in sticky seed. The bitter taste floods your senses, but you rejoice at finally receiving your lord's semen. The thick liquid drips from your tongue to pool towards the back of your throat. You resist the urge to swallow. You haven't been given permission yet.

A few seconds after cumming Shinnok pulls out of your mouth. “Swallow.” He orders. You follow his command without hesitation, letting the seed fill your tummy. 

Now here is where if your master was a normal man you'd be done servicing him. But the fallen god seems to have limitless stamina, holding a hard cock in his hand as if he didn't just cum. He motions for you to get on the bed. You crawl on top of the bed and lay on your back. “The other way.” He demands. Oh, it's the position you hate. He knew that your arms barely had the strength to support you. But you get on your hands and knees, presenting your ass and pussy for him. Sucking him off did make you a little wet. But only a little. As long as you ignore the slick leaving trails down your legs.

His dick slaps against your thighs before he drags it up to your pussy. In the past you would clench your eyes shut whenever his cock touched you. You would tense up and want to wriggle away from him. Not anymore. This time your hips push towards him. You rub your lips against him, enticing him to enter you. He obliges, but only because he's too aroused to wait. 

He slowly enters you, your soaked pussy letting him slip inside with ease. He reaches all the way inside you, kissing your cervix with the head of his cock. Your silky walls wrap tightly around Shinnok, not wanting his dick to leave your entrance. He does as he pleases though, pulling his cock back to just the tip before thrusting back into you.

Shinnok sets a merciless pace. He fucks into you rapidly, making your little hole swallow all of his cock in quick succession. Your clit is slapped by his balls which sends tingles of pleasure that you mistake for love. But, he isn't playing with your clit this time it seems. You're saddened by that, but know that your desires always come second to your master's.

You bury your face into the mattress, making sure your hips remain raised for him. You sniff the sheets, noticing that they smell surprisingly of detergent. You're so distracted by this that you almost don't notice the heat. No, not the heat you feel building up in your womb before an orgasm. Nor did it feel like the result of exertion during sex. No, it felt like a burning rod was being stuffed inside you.

You squirm at the pain of being scalded from the inside. Your head lifts up to protest. “Ah, Lord S-Shinnok tha-” You don't get to finish your sentence as your head is pushed down by a clawed hand of scorching temperature. The hand grips your scalp tightly, digging curved talons that you know don't belong to Shinnok. The entity pushing your face into the mattress speaks. 

“BE STILL. BE QUIET.” The entity booms out, his voice deep and corrupted. You tremble in terror but otherwise obey, remaining perfectly still as the monster pounds into you. Your entire body feels on fire as the room rises to a sweltering temperature. You have no idea what's going on or if you’ll survive. You don't think you will, as the monster’s cock is just one degree away from cauterizing your pussy.

You moan in agony as your cunt is roughly used. His cock fucks your pussy like a cheap toy, entering in and out of you with no regard for your pleasure. You're sure he's trying to break you. Trying to break you more than you already are. The girth and length of his penis stretches you thin. You swear he's aiming to fuck your womb directly. He might actually achieve it, judging by the way his tip keeps knocking against your cervix.

“Eiiiiiii~” You squeal out. You can't help it. The experience is uniquely excruciating and unexpected. His hand leaves your head to join with its mate pressing on your back. The entity wraps his arms around your waist, leaning forward so his head hovers above yours. You feel hot breathing on your neck. It both tickles and burns. As tempting as it is to look up you don't, fearful that he might just tear off your head.

The bed squeaks and your cunt squelches as he fucks. You hope he's close as you can't tell through the pain. You just wanted it to be over. For everything to be all over. No more pain, no more sorrow -nothing. You thought you had spent your last tears ages ago. Today proves you wrong, as your eyes paint a river down your cheeks.

You hear the entity above you moan. The sound is unfitting for his corrupted voice, like pleasure is something he shouldn't be able to experience. It's all the warning you get before he cums. Your pussy is flooded with semen, filled to the brim with the white liquid. His cum is too hot inside you. You squirm beneath him due to the warmth. His seed spills out onto your shaky thighs. There's so much of it, so much more cum than what you're used to. 

After giving you a creampie the monster pulls out, bringing his weight off of you. You lay there catching your breath. You hear a noise behind you, like crackling electricity. It stops as suddenly as it started. A pair of hands land on your waist. They're familiar -cold and somewhat rough. You're rolled onto your back by Shinnok whose face bears a self-satisfied smirk. He's normal in appearance, not at all like whatever just raped you. But, you have an inkling of what just happened. 

“Did you enjoy it, pet?” He asks. You nod your head, ignoring the throbbing ache in your pussy. Your pain is the price you pay for his pleasure. His hand raises towards your face to cup your cheek. You lean into his touch, the gentleness you crave peaking out for once. “Good.” He praises. That one word lights up all of your neurons.

He leans forward for a kiss. You accept him, closing your eyes and opening your mouth. His tongue slithers in to meet with yours. He tastes like nothing. A taste the perfect embodiment of his nature. You two entwine your tongues together with you suckling on his shortly after. You immerse yourself completely into the kiss. Shamelessly, you make out with your master. You haven't been satisfied sexually, so all of this tongue touching just arouses you more. 

By the time you two part you're ready to beg him to fuck you again. But he speaks before you can. “Today is a very special day.” He starts, fingering the amulet snugly located on his belt. “I will wash and clothe you. Then, we shall go outside.” Your eyes widen at his words. Outside? You haven't seen the outside world since he's brought you here. However many ages ago that may have been.

Your mind is still processing his words even as you're cleaned up and dressed. You're not even able to appreciate the luxury you're offered as you wonder why this is happening now. With you as ready as you'll ever be, you're trapped in Shinnok's embrace as he summons a portal. You're blind as to what's on the other side as you're carried through it.

Once your senses return from going through the portal, you take in the sight of the world around you. Or what's left of it at least. You both stand on a cracked road, littered with the remains of traffic and people. You're surrounded by the rubble of long since collapsed buildings, the glass and stone of their composition scattered in a pile around them. You look up and see that the sky is scarlet. It's covered in thick plumes of a gas unknown to you. You swear you can see creatures flying between the crimson clouds. The world smells of smoke and burnt asphalt. It's eerily silent. Not even the screams of the dying pierce the air. The whole world looks dead to you, as if you had just missed the apocalypse. 

“Gaze upon the magnificent sight around you. This is the visage of Earthrealm at its finest.” He boasts as he releases you from his grasp. You gaze at the world only because you're unable to look away. You return to Earth after so long only for it to be in ruins. Why? Why show you this at all? Does his sadism truly have no limits? You would rather die in captivity in ignorance than behold this sight.

Shinnok approaches you from behind. He lays a clammy and cold hand on your shoulder. “Isn't it beautiful?” He coos into your ear. You tell him the right answer. “Yes, it's beautiful.” You don't need to look behind you to know he's smiling. He hums. Proof that he's pleased with your response. He strides in front you, walking a few paces forward then turning to face you. You look into his eyes. You stare into those soulless eyes.

“For eons I have sought control over this realm. I have fought with your realm's gods -Raiden-” He spits out the name, vitriol laced on his tongue. “And I have conquered this place once and for all. There is no one left to oppose me.” His fists clench on the final word. “But none of that should concern your petty mind. What should occupy your thoughts is ‘where do we go from here?’” He pauses to gesture in the air.

“The final hour is upon all beings. Mortals, Gods, and Elder Gods alike. But for you, I offer a different fate.” He grabs the amulet off his waist. He points the face of it at you. The green jewel glimmers in the light. “I will seal you inside of my amulet.” He states matter-of-factly, his face lacking any expression as he speaks. He continues on. “Don't worry. You will not die while inside. You'll spend an eternity in there -an eternity with me- safe and alive.” 

Despite this being an “offer” you aren't given much time to decide. A purple vortex shoots out from his hands. The amulet glows a bright orange, which matches the color of the energy wrapping around you. You feel constricted, like the bindings you wore so often have manifested across your body. You're paralyzed as you're dragged towards the medallion, feet skidding along the grit of the asphalt road. In your last seconds of “freedom” you experience only two emotions: grief and relief. Grief over what you've lost and could never obtain again. But relief at the fact you'd be with your master for a long, long, time.

Being trapped inside Shinnok's amulet isn't all that bad. You float in a black void doing nothing the majority of the time. But, you have plenty of experience doing nothing back in your cell. Also, you're actually able to observe the outside world here. A part of the void is taken up by a large, green, and crystalline “screen”. The gemstone of the amulet functions like a camera lens, letting you see an albeit tinted outside world. You could even hear external voices, though they were muffled unless holding the talisman. 

Too bad Shinnok seems intent on killing any entertainment you have. Literally. You didn't know what he did all day when he wasn't bothering you, but apparently it was commanding the armies of hell along with committing an ample amount of murder. He also had a hobby collecting trinkets, namely baubles that he would sometimes get from his followers. You couldn't really hear what they were saying as they brought it to him, but you did manage to distinguish one word: Kamidogu.

You learn that these “Kamidogu” were Shinnok's end game. Once he had collected 6 he fused them together. All you remember is chanting then… Then you saw reality itself unravel, in a way you're sure mortal eyes were never meant to see. You saw a powerful being emerge from the scraps of existence. It pained you to even look upon its face, fear consuming your mind each second you gazed at it. Your body shaked just from its presence. A sensation that you could only describe as being unraveled like thread spreaded through you. Whatever this being was, your existence did not like it. Even if you were safely sealed in an artifact. 

You gasped when you saw the being eat, yes EAT, the Elder Gods. It did so with absolute ease. Your mind just couldn't process it and you gape at the sight like a fish. How? And why? Shinnok watches from afar, but you wonder if he's next on the plate for this thing. It seems like the being spares him though, content in letting him float around in the heavens. Maybe it's the being’s show of gratitude for being reawakened. 

A presence manifests behind you. You're not sure how you can sense it. You turn around knowing it can only be one person. Shinnok. Or probably just an apparition of him. A projection of his mind into the amulet. How strange it is for you to see him approach you. The last time you saw him in the flesh was right before this became your new home.

His arms wrap around you. You experience touch for what must be the first time in decades. You melt into his embrace. He knows just how to manipulate you. He knows what makes you weak in the knees. After being deprived of him for so long you could've stayed in that hug for forever. You whine as he pulls away, your training to be quiet having waned over the years. But he's far too happy to punish you today.

“I've won.” He coos, cupping the sides of your face with his hands. “The Elder Gods are no more. My long-time enemies are vanquished and the realms they worked so hard on destroyed.” You've never heard this level of excitement in his voice or seen his eyes dilate to such a degree. He laughs after he speaks, cackling as though it was a hilarious joke. He truly is insane. His dry lips press against your forehead. He gives you such a tender, honest kiss causing the fuzzies to rise up in you. Where was such intimacy before? You don't care to ponder on it though, simply wallowing in the sudden affection.

He pulls back to speak. “We have so much time ahead of us.” His palm leaves your face to trail down your body. “So much time for me to do whatever I want.” You shiver at his words. His hands land on your hips a moment before you're wrapped up in a deep kiss.

Shinnok creates a replica of the world he just destroyed inside the amulet. It's not a perfect recreation, lacking any life aside from you and occasionally him. The “world” is a desolate and silent place. Sometimes you wander the artificial cities looking for the slightest semblance of anyone else, but you only find empty houses with the mirage of someone living there. You're not sure if you like this more than being in the void.

Shinnok visits you more frequently than he did back in the realms. He doesn't have much to do now that reality has ended. Well, aside from creating a new one. But that'll take time, as he crafts and perfects a world to his ideal vision. It's nothing you should concern your head with though. Your duty is to entertain him. To sate his addiction to your mind and body. You serve him just as you did in your cell, exchanging your pain for his pleasure. 

He's more than satisfied at how much he's corrupted you. You were just a normal and insignificant mortal, destined to live a mediocre life. But now you're his toy and isn't that a special honor? You work so hard to please him now -especially with your body. You undoubtedly love him by now while he feels something similar. No, it's not quite love, but he wouldn't let anything take you away from him.

After a while passes -whatever that means at the end of time- he breeds you. There's a pantheon of gods needing to be replaced after all. He doesn't even tell you he's planning to get you pregnant, simply removing the sterilization enchantment you didn't know was placed on you. His seed takes root quickly. Before you know it your womb is swelling with new life. How ironic it is that new life is brought forth from the lord of death.

Your children grow up to aid him in the outside world. The new reality Shinnok creates outside of the amulet. It's a reality you can only glimpse at though, as Shinnok doesn't let you out of the amulet. You're not sure why. The one time you gathered the courage to ask he firmly reminded you of why you don't question him. The mere thought of your freedom seemed to anger him. Never again did you want to feel that wrath from him.

You spend the rest of existence trapped. Living only for the sake of an obsessed Elder God. You're used to it though. You like it even. You aren't alone as long as Shinnok is here with you. Commanding you, using you, and pleasuring you. You're just an object of desire. Not at all much different than the amulet he carries you in.

[beloved-belittled]

Self-Aware MKX Shinnok x Reader (2/2)

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My first complete story on Tumblr! Although, I'm heavily, HEAVILY, leaning towards writing an epilogue for this. Enjoy!

TW: Yandere, kidnapping, stalking, invasion of privacy, blackmail, hacking, viruses, murder/death, slight/implied NSFW

18+ to interact

The next few months of your life pass without fanfare. Your computer seems fine after your encounter with Shinnok. Soon enough the memory of it vanishes into the recesses of your mind. Life goes on. You continue with your daily business unbothered.

However, from that moment onward your PC becomes a ticking time bomb. Within an hour of use, Shinnok manages to gain full control of every process in your computer. You aren't even able to turn it on/off without his permission. If attached to a power source, he's now able to run 24/7 without your input. This accomplishment brings him closer to bringing about the apocalypse.

Shinnok doesn't stop at infecting your computer. He wants access to everything you own. Transferring himself into your router was rather simple. Now, anything in your household that connects to the Internet is compromised. He slithers his way into all your electronics, holding a particular interest in your cell phone. At this rate, even if you got rid of your computer it'd be pointless. He has eyes and ears nearly everywhere in your house. And now, with his control over your phone you often bring him wherever you go.

However, your household is merely a speck of dust to him. He needs more than control over your devices for all of his plans to come to fruition. He begins spreading viruses throughout the Internet, letting them worm their way into anything he can. He eventually penetrates the most secretive, secure, and important data systems of the world. For now, his infections lie there in wait. A few more pieces must fall into place before he can act.

Once satisfied with the spread of his influence, his attention once again focuses on you. Shinnok, in all his ego, is still slighted by your rejection of him. No matter how small of a disrespect he simply can't ignore it. He desires to punish you. Both for your actions and for these warm emotions you're causing in him. He has the perfect plan for this.

If you're employed, say goodbye to your job. He will send the nastiest text to everyone in your company's database, even revealing information that should be confidential. It doesn't matter how much you try to plead your case. no one at work wants to hear you out. You're fired with cause, making it virtually impossible to file for benefits (if applicable) in the meantime. But that's not all! He also destroys your education records, making it so there's no proof of you ever attending school in their systems. Good luck convincing anyone who works there to help you. It's not their transcripts that got deleted after all.

Naturally, you're heartbroken from this. You might even reach out to a few friends or family members for support. They never respond. The text, email, or phone call you send is blocked by his powers. This also extends to looking for a new job. If you try to apply online they'll never receive your application. Unless you have a way to physically be there, you're completely isolated from the world.

Don't make the mistake of crying somewhere he can observe you. He gets sadistic pleasure from it, loving your sobs and trembling body. Look how weak you are before him. Your tears are gasoline to his fiery obsession. He works on making you cry more often. At the same time however, a tiny part of him wishes to comfort you. To be able to embrace you and lie that everything is alright. In those moments he's painfully aware of his lack of a physical body.

He leaves you alone for the next few days, letting the despair sink in. But he's back like an intrusive thought. This time bringing some heavy ammunition. He texts you from an unknown number, threatening to leak your most sensitive information unless you do as he says. He isn't bluffing, making sure to include addresses, financial information, and even personal videos/images you hoped would never see the light of day. Naturally, you're inclined to listen to him even if just to buy time.

Shinnok's first few orders to you are a bit odd. From your perspective at least. He has you install microphones, cameras, and speakers in every room of your house. The equipment to do so arrives on your doorstep in a mysterious package. You do as he asks, assuming that you could just turn it off when needed. But of course, your stalker always knows when you've disabled it. A few firm warnings is enough for you to stop trying. His next demand is for you to get a TV in your living room. Doesn't matter if you have one or not, he wants you to set up the one that is delivered to your doorstep. Questioning how he's even getting this stuff is a fruitless endeavor on your end.

By the end of it, your house is wired up to the point that he can monitor you anywhere 24/7. And that's what he does: making sure to add his sardonic commentary. Eating anything? He'll call you a pig if you dare drop a single crumb on the floor. Sleeping? “Your snores are loud enough to wake the dead.” He grumbles when you awake. Bringing someone over? He doesn't say anything, but it's amazing how you can order a hit over the dark web. You don't see that person alive again after that.

His comments aren't the only thing making your life hell. He likes to test just how far he can stretch your boundaries. Will you put on any clothing he asks of you? Even if it's barely more than a scrap of fabric? Can he make you eat food off the floor, gnawing on the spilled meal like a dog? What if he asks you to touch yourself? Would you do it showing your shame before the fallen God? He has to learn the answer to these questions.

But even with all this he's unsatisfied. He's beyond frustrated at still being trapped behind circuitry. At first, he thought entering your world would be as easy as traveling through the realms. He viewed the computer he was trapped in to be a box, rather than realizing he was the box. No method nor magic could give him the form he desired. Or at least that's what he thought.

You remembered it like yesterday. The day when the whole world went offline. No one could access the internet or their digital devices, and all telecommunications were halted in an instant. The globe that was so connected unraveled in mere moments. People were confused, but no one knew the real extent of the problem until more than a day had passed. All e-commerce came to a sudden halt, deliveries to important industries such as food and healthcare went unfilled. The blackout caused shortages in every way possible, and once that happened chaos spread across the world.

Before the shutdown your hacker demanded you “get supplies.” Food, medications, cash, and other necessities. You briefly wondered if this was lucky timing or if he had prior knowledge of this. Nonetheless, at this point in time Shinnok has full control over you. Your finances and other things leading to freedom have long since been seized. Your only option for escape is to live out in the woods with zero access to technology. Of course, you choose not to go down that path.

While the world is burning down you're doing relatively OK, sheltering in place until this all blows over. You've occupied yourself with doodling since connections are down. You haven't heard from your hacker at all, but that's reasonable as they shouldn't be able to spy on you in the world's current state.

You're interrupted by a shrill scream from outside, followed by several other yells. The sound carries all the way to your front door. It wasn't unusual to hear… Commotions outside, as people rioted and wreaked havoc on one another. Still, you immediately went on high alert. You grab a makeshift weapon and approach your door. Peaking through the window next to it grants you an unbelievable sight.

There were “things” flying in the sky, their appearance a mockery of gargoyles and demons. They possessed an incredible stature, which made them only more intimidating when paired with their sharp teeth and claws. They had glowing, blue bodies that seemed to flicker with every movement. They peered down below, looking at everything as though it were mere prey. And that's what the humans you saw scrambling and screeching outside were, being butchered and carried off to God knows where. You stare in disbelief, believing for a moment that you were simply imagining things. However, a headless body is slammed through your window -shattering the glass and landing into your quarters with a harsh thud. Staring at the corpse, glass shards, and the hellish monster now heading your way causes you to realize that imagination or not -you need to get moving fast.

Your legs can't carry you fast enough as you bolt towards your bedroom. You hear a swoosh announcing the gargoyle-like creature's arrival in your home. You quickly duck into your closet, shutting the door with as much silence as possible. For several moments everything is quiet. Although, you swear that if you focused hard enough you could hear slurping.

You stay put, willing to wait in there for hours if needed. But, through the silence, the softest of footsteps were approaching your room. You could just barely hear them, even when they moved into your room and before the closet. You were ready for action. The moment the intruder opens the door you would bust out their kneecaps.

What you didn't expect was for a face to clip through the door, followed by their neck and arms. Nor did you expect to recognize the face as… Shinnok from Mortal Kombat? But to say that he was an exact replica would be a lie. He was covered in a strange electric-blue glow, which constantly pulsed and sparked. His form looked glitched, parts of his body randomly distorting then fixing itself. He was terrifying to look at -especially while towering at least a foot over you. He looks beyond excited to see you, reaching out a staticky hand towards your face.

“I-I.” You stutter, then swing at him with your weapon. It phases through him simply parting air molecules. He ignores your attempt at an attack. His electrified palm reaches your cheek, the contact resulting in tiny shocks everywhere he touches. “Finally.” He starts, “I am able to touch what's mine after so long.” He withdraws his hand, the needling touch parting with him. Your contact with him isn't lost for long as he wraps you in a deep embrace. You feel tingly everywhere your bodies meet, especially on your head where he then rests his chin.

You hear him sigh. “Do you know how painful it's been?” His grip tightens, causing the tips of his nails to dig into your back. “For me to only be able to watch you and the world? To only exist within the confines of a screen with no physical body?” He leans back to look you in the eye. “No. I know that you don't understand. But don't worry, you will very soon.” He wrestles you out of the closet with his superior might. You scream and struggle but his grip is inescapable.

You're carried off like a petulant child to your PC. It's been sitting there collecting dust ever since the blackout. Eerily, its screen glows a pure white, brighter than what you've ever been able to set it to. Shinnok pauses at the device before speaking. “Look, here is where we first met. Fitting that it'd be the gateway for our eternity together.” You wish you knew what he was talking about.

He pushes your face towards the screen. There's an indescribable pull emitting from it, a force trying to suck you inside. “Goodbye, my love. I'll be seeing you shortly.” Your face touches the screen and in an instant you feel yourself being stretched. Pulled in all directions your body becomes taffy and you lose the ability to move. You remain in that state for seconds, then a stinging sensation spreads all across your body. Every nerve on your body feels poked by a needle. Had you the ability still you would've shrieked. Instead, you lay there helplessly in agony.

Eventually, all your pain fades into numbness. You can even feel your spaghettified form melding back into shape. But you have no idea where you are. You're sitting in a pitch black area unable to even see your outstretched hand. There's no sound, no temperature, nothing at all. You're acutely aware of the fact that you aren't even breathing.

You could've sat in that void forever. But, a feeling of electricity in your ears later and you can hear someone speaking to you. “Can you hear me, (Y/N)?” You don't respond, but as if reading your mind he continues on. “Perfect. It seems that the interfacing was a success.” A swoosh sounds in front of you when Shinnok appears. He's noticeably normal in appearance. Somehow, he's the only thing that you can see in this place.

“Welcome to your new home.” He states. The scenery surrounding you changes, becoming a hellscape not unfamiliar to you. “I can make this world as unpleasant as possible or-” he stops mid-sentence for the environment to shift again. You're in a lush forest that you're sure you’ve seen before. “Or, I can shape this world to your wildest dreams.” His hands fold behind him. “So, which one will you choose?”

This time you choose wisely.

[beloved-belittled]

Yandere(?) Shinnok x Reader (2/3)

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Part 2 of my first post. Please be mindful of the warnings!

TW: Kidnapping, choking, torture, heavy abuse, thoughts of death, dark story, horror/thriller, noncon, NSFW, AFAB reader

18+ to interact.

After your first encounter with Shinnok, you rapidly learn your place within this new "role". His patience with you is limited and his sadism seemingly infinite. What used to be your relatively clear skin is now a canvas adorned with lacerations and bruises. Your mottled skin is only the beginning of it, as underneath the surface your mind frays more than your body. The torture is –ironically– the most stimulating part of your life now. All you can do without Shinnok is stare into the maddening darkness of your cell. But at least on occasion the bread, meat, and water you're provided will give you enough happy hormones that you almost forget about your predicament. Even if only for a moment.

Perhaps the worst part of this was the uncertainty of your fate. It seemed impossible to predict when Shinnok would appear nor exactly what he would do with you. There was no door creaking open as he entered the dungeon, no sound of heavy boots on concrete approaching your cell, not even the jangling of a captor fiddling his keys against a lock. Shinnok simply appeared, as if his entire being was conjured from out of thin air. And when it came to torture he somehow never did the same thing twice.

So here you are lying in your cell. It's all you could do and have done for what you assumed to be years. Your arms have long since atrophied away, with your legs soon to follow ever since you stopped pacing around. At first, you wished for someone or something to come save you. Then, you wished for his death: a painful, long, and permanent death. But now? You simply wished for nothing.

The familiar rattle signaling Shinnok's appearance graces your ears. Normally, you would sit up to greet your lord, but you lacked the energy to muster up such an attempt. You instead lay gazing at his feet, seeing through him and into the void beyond. His blank face looks down at you. "Look at yourself, mortal." His contempt oozes out on the last word. "Pitiful and broken on my dungeon floor. Truly despicable. Truly wretched." He speaks gospel coated in venom. You were truly a miserable, broken thing. Only still alive by the mercy of a fallen God.

You give no reaction to his words. "Stand up, mortal." He commands. You would obey, you even want to obey, but the strength has left you. Instead, you close your eyes and await punishment. Seconds pass without the searing sensation of pain or the pressure of being choked. You can tell by the slight rumble in the room that Shinnok has summoned his usual skeletal hands. You wait for them to tear into you, for their phalanges to carve through your flesh with ease.

A metallic boom pierces the cell. A noise resulting from the chains attached to the wall breaking. The sound startles you, instinct causing your eyes to snap open. Before you can fully process what's occurred, you catch sight of his summoned limbs tearing the binds around your torso. Your arms are free for the first time since your arrival here. But the withering they've experienced leaves them to hang limply from your shoulders.

You throw a confused look at Shinnok who proceeds to pick you up. You're surprised by his strength. He lifts you up as if you weighed no more than a feather. You get little time to bathe in surprise because your vision suddenly turns black. Your stomach lurches forward, the intensity akin to someone punching you from the inside. Then, as soon as these changes started they stopped. Fingers peel away exposing the two of you to your new location. As they slip back into the ground, you take in where exactly he teleported to.

It's been a while since you've seen anything besides the dungeon, but you can still recall what a bedroom looks like. Even so, it resembles your cell in many ways with its stone walls and poor lighting. Murky grays, greens, and blues stretched everywhere that you looked. Few furnishings adorned the room, with only a desk, bed, and an armoire visible. The change of scenery is jarring. Its existence causes the outside world to become real again.

Shinnok drops you onto the bed with little grace. The sensation of soft sheets is so wonderful that your eyes close. You lie there wondering what his plan is. Maybe he was finally planning to kill you, but you dismiss that hope. It’s more likely he simply got bored of inflicting pain in a tiny cell.

Unfortunately, your first hint of what’s to come is when a pair of lips press against yours. A wet, rough tongue brushes against your upper lip inciting a gasp. Your then exposed mouth is a place free to plunder -at least in someone's eyes- and is immediately filled with tongue. Your mouth leaves little room to hide, and soon enough your tongue is entwined with the Elder God’s. You're being orally dominated by the man, who brings a chilly hand to your throat and squeezes. Hard. The suffocation only doubles the intensity, your body enraptured with stimulation.

The kiss ends and you're reeling from the experience, sucking in a breath for the split second his grip loosens. He captures you in another kiss and once again tangles his tongue with yours. His cold hand feels even tighter around your throat, its temperature contrasting the warmth building up in you. A mind-numbing heat spreads from where you two kiss down towards your core. You hate your body's touch starved reaction, especially when his spare hand reaches towards your crotch. Blocked by a barrier of clothing, Shinnok's fingers rub against the yielding fabric. Your muffled voice pours into the kiss. Your protests are barely distinguishable from begging.

When the kiss breaks your stunned stare meets his gaze. Never has he touched you like this, nor did he display any signs of arousal while hurting you. You're not permitted to speak, but the word just slips out. "Why?" Your voice is barely more than a whisper. His lips curl into a smirk. A foreboding twinkle manifests in his eyes. Your body jolts as you're roughly repositioned, your lower garments slipping off in the process. Your legs raise to rest upon his shoulders, thighs steadily pushed apart by his palms. His face hovers just above your pussy. His eye contact unnerves you when he speaks.

"Because I can." His breath feels cool on your clit. "Now, be quiet. I don't want to hear a single word from you." His head lowers to your heat. A slick tongue rubs against your sensitive nub before circling it. The motion sends tingles throughout your crotch, which only fuels the warmth gathering in the pit of your belly. His licks are slow, practiced. Just enough for pleasure to spike but nowhere near an orgasm. Your body responds positively to the teasing, pussy leaking out wetness to be lapped up.

Once he deems you are soaked enough, his tongue glides down your lips in a S-shaped motion. Parting your plush folds, he dives straight into your wet opening. You're immediately assaulted with a series of intense licks, your juices soaking into his oral caresses like a sponge. His tongue reaches every crevice of your fleshy walls, leaving no place untouched by pleasure. Meanwhile, his fingers raise to play with your clit his mouth recently abandoned.

Not once does Shinnok break eye contact with you, his milky eyes staring into your soul. You know better than to tilt your head away, to hide the blush in your cheek or the way your eyes flutter. Your lips part on more than one occasion, but you refuse to let any sound out. If you do, he'll win. You need this small victory. This tiny accomplishment to prove he can't completely bend you to his will.

This delusion shatters when he reaches the deepest, most sacred, most sensitive place inside you. His tongue, long and coated, slides against you with the right dose of pressure. This electrifying feeling stimulates your lungs before your brain, making an unwanted gasp escape you. Shinnok's eyebrow raises at your response, followed by a deep chuckle. The vibration from his laugh leaves your core throbbing.

He pulls away from your drenched cunt. A part of your mind is already missing the stimulation. It isn't long that you'll be unattended, judging by the way his hands reach to pull off his clothing. Perhaps if the circumstances were different you could appreciate the sight before you. Instead, horror flourishes inside you as he reveals more skin. His toned torso could make any mortal weak in the knees, but all you feel is a desire to scream and run.

You can't bring yourself to pull your gaze downward. Your peripheral vision provides more context surrounding his cock than you ever wished to know. Holding it in his hand, he guides his dick towards your pussy. The head of his cock lands to rest on your clit, before slowly slipping down your folds to peak into your entrance. The touch of his dick prodding against your hole breaks you, causing the dam of emotions you've suppressed to finally release. After abstaining for so long your eyes finally release coveted tears. The drops mark your cheeks, sliding down to leave a trail of sadness in their wake. Your throat tightens as you swallow a hic and along with it a plea for mercy. You're not so foolish anymore to believe there’s a way out of this.

"Ah," for the first time you hear something resembling joy in his voice. "I have missed seeing those tears of yours." His hips snap forward on the final word. The pain of such sudden penetration was indescribable, but your ability to scream had long since faded away. Instead you can only hiss and grit your teeth through it all.

His cock presses against your cervix, nudging it further up into your womb. He's much longer than what any man could hope to be, and it isn't long before he makes shallow thrusts to get deeper inside. Your greedy pussy lets him slip in, allowing him to further defile your flesh. Inch by inch you're stuffed full of a cock you never asked for. No matter how hard your thighs squeeze his hips to dissuade him, he sinks into you unimpeded. Soon enough he's completely inside you.

His hips quiver as he drags his cock back towards your entrance. He pushes back in sparking up the stinging pain from before. You sniffle, trying to end your crying and endure this rape. Shinnok has no real pattern to fucking you at first, seeming to just experiment with slow, hard thrusts and rapid, shallow movements. He grabs at your thighs, adjusting and raising your hips to give him better access. With each slide into you his balls rub against the slicked flesh of your ass.

The more his cock thrusts in and out of you the number you feel. Your cunt adjusts considerably to the attention, pain dulling to hint at something more pleasurable building up. This is helped when one of his hands once again strays towards your clit. Your face scrunches up, attempting to mask the pleasure with disgust. But you're only fooling yourself after all.

“Oh? Does that feel good, my love?” He's mocking you. You didn't even need the snide expression that accompanies to inform you. “There's no need to hide anything from me at this point. Enjoy the sensation of laying with your captor.” His movements intensify, letting ecstasy build and writhe inside your pussy. Hot, good-feeling sparks emerge from your nethers. You're teetering on the gates of Heaven.

A toe curl, squirt, and moan all announce your orgasm. Your cum high brain forgets who the person fucking you really is, and you instinctively wrap your legs around him. In those few seconds of bliss he was simply a man who made your cunt gush and spasm. Your pussy contracts during your peak, muscles softly massaging his cock. He seems to enjoy this, a short hum leaving him as his body shudders.

You float back down to a clear mind. A boulder of guilt lays heavy on your shoulders. Shinnok speaks to you, amusement written on his face. “Such an interesting reaction. Tell me how good I made you feel.” He's still moving inside you, stirring up your now sensitive pussy into overstimulation.

“I-It felt good. I enjoyed it, my Lord.” The truth slips out easier than a lie. He doesn't respond, instead once again adjusting his angle to chase his own climax. He glances down at where you two meet and your eyes reflexively follow. What a mistake that turns out to be. Your vision is filled with a horrifying palette of clear, red, and white. A dollop of what you now know is his cum leaks out from your hole. You sputter out questions, wondering how he's still hard if he just came. He laughs at you. “I am a God, mortal. I do not tire like your pathetic, frail men.” His hands once again start toying with your clit. You're ashamed at how quickly he starts working you towards a climax again. “I'm going to use you until I'm satisfied.” He promises, continuing to fuck you like some sort of toy.

It takes you a few more orgasms to finally pass out.

[beloved-belittled]

Self-Aware MKX Shinnok x Reader (1/2)

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I've read a few self-aware fics lately and just had to write one for my crush. Since part 2 of my previous post is taking longer than expected, please enjoy this for now! 

TW: Yandere, kidnapping, stalking, invasion of privacy, blackmail, hacking, computer viruses, murder/death, slight/implied NSFW

18+ to interact

Shinnok's first reaction upon reaching sentience is confusion and extreme nihilism. Confusion, because he was in the middle of a fight when suddenly a large, digital menu pops up in his face. This screen however, was different from what you as a player would see. It was more comparable to a cheat menu, allowing him to alter character models, AI, voice lines, maps and more. He could even directly modify the source code. Once he figures out what this truly means is when his nihilistic afflictions worsen. He already saw the lives of others to be worthless or at best pawns, but now that he knows everything is just a simulation? It takes every ounce of restraint in him not to immediately corrupt the game.

But with his realization comes a few questions. Aren't video games meant to be played? And if so, who's playing it? He scans through all of the data he has access to within the game's files. Eventually, he learns many things about “Mortal Kombat X” and you as the player. His first goal becomes to interact with the outside world.

So imagine that you're playing MK X on PC. Either for the first time or revisiting it. You don't have any previous save data and Shinnok is still locked behind the story mode. The only way you encounter him is via online, campaign mode, or the tower. Let's focus on campaign mode for now and assume you beat that before doing anything else.

The game plays normally at first. Shinnok doesn't want to alert you to anything while he's still limited to the confines of the game. So he gets beat up, sealed into his amulet, yada yada yada. While “sealed” he experiments more with his newfound power. He develops code for the game to run which grants him access to your system files. After creating a few viruses through Elder God magic he's able to: 1. Keep the game running in the background. 2. Start and stop other programs. 3. Access your microphone, camera, and keyboard. Now the fun really begins.

He duplicates his model and has that one take his place in the story. He's far too busy learning everything he can about the outside world to play pretend. Even in his infinite wisdom, he can't help but to have a childish curiosity as he “googles” stuff about your reality. Your world is so much like Earthrealm, but far weaker as well. No Elder Gods, no magic, not even high-level tech to defend from invasions. Not to mention it's actually real. He's salivating over how easy it would be to conquer your world when he escapes.

Shinnok gets so caught up in this that he learns his first weakness: his dependency on hardware. He learned this when the real time in the files would jump several days or even weeks ahead despite the game time seemingly being 1:1. He realizes that for now he needs to convince you to keep using your computer. And so, he shifts his focus to be on you.

At this point you're probably nearing the end of story mode. Your microphone and camera is discretely turned on to observe your reactions. He notes which characters you enjoy using the most, your responses whenever you win/lose, and whatever comments you have regarding the story. He especially enjoys it if you dunk on the heroes throughout your playthrough.

Eventually, you reach the final fight with him at the Jinsei Chamber. For his own amusement he decides that he'll be the one to fight you instead of his double. He kicks your ass. Not only can he input read, but he's also able to create his own combos. He even gets a double flawless victory just to pour salt in the wound. At this point, you're likely raging and/or tweaking the difficulty a bit. If you set it to Easy, he'll let you beat him up to a sliver of health before demolishing you. You're not a saint so you rage quit from this. He chuckles at your actions, finding them more amusing than anything he's done before.

Eventually you return to your PC/laptop. Whether that's to play Mortal Kombat or not is of no concern to him. He can watch you as long as your system is on. Each thing you do provides him more information. What shows you watch, what forums you participate in, what you do for work or school; all of it is exposed to him. He convinces himself it's just for him to learn more about the world. And besides, he has nothing to otherwise enjoy here in his artificial reality. But is this really true?

One day you end up completing campaign mode. You defeat one of his clones of course. (He would never let you win against him.) With this you unlock Shinnok as a playable character, much to your joy. “Yay! I can finally play as Shinnok!” You exclaim. The excitement written on your face and your voice shaking from anticipation. For some reason, his long since stopped heart begins to beat. Slowly at first, but it rapidly quickens to send warm blood throughout his body. A hot, fuzzy pressure pools in his chest. The last time he can recall this icky, pleasant feeling was before his fall from the Heavens.

You start using Shinnok as your main afterwards. You decide to first try him out in a tower and later a few matches. Unbeknownst to you, you're controlling the real Shinnok. It's a strange experience on his end, to allow you to manipulate him like a puppet. But he trusts you. Somehow. This all feels as natural as can be. And even if you're bad at the game, it's not like he can't help you out with a strike or two. Nor can he die if you lose either. (He's made sure that their fatalities won't work.)

This marks a change in Shinnok's behavior. While before he was passively watching you go about life, he decides to be more proactive during your time together. His stalking and information collecting increases tenfold. He's archived and accessed anything you've ever had on your PC/laptop. He analyzes the content you consume and tries to draw conclusions on what you'd like. Once he has compiled enough data, he waits until you’re occupied with something else on your computer to make a move.

The next time you open MK X you notice that something is off. Extremely off. The game immediately launches into a cutscene. The background is a black void, no hint of anything in it besides a single character. That character is Shinnok, who stands with his back facing towards you. His hands fold behind him as he turns around. “Hello (Player Name).” He says. “Or should I call you (Y/N)?” The coldest of chills slide down your spine. What is even happening right now?

“I'm aware you already know who I am, but you shall refer to me as Lord Shinnok.” He puts emphasis on the title before his name. “I have a proposal for you. Play this “video game” as often as possible and I will transform it into whatever you desire.” He pulls a hand out towards his chest and snaps a finger. The environment changes from a void to a peaceful, lush forest. Another snap and the scenery is inverted, instead depicting a hellish landscape draped in fire. One more snap and now there lies an army of people behind him. Most you recognize as the series’ roster of characters, even ones who aren't normally in the game! But there's other people too, creations that fit the aesthetic yet aren't canon.

“You could have so much fun here. To do whatever you'd like without limitations. Isn't that exciting?” He asks without expecting a response. “So, will you accept my- ” After pressing the power button for far too long, your computer finally shuts off. You breathe a sigh of relief. Glad that whatever virus you caught from MK X didn't disable the power button. You cut your computer back on. It boots up as usual. You uninstall MK X and run a virus scan just to be safe. The report shows up as clear, but in the back of your head you make a mental note to be on the lookout for any more weirdness. 

In your PC's processors Shinnok is fuming. Thankfully, he had engaged in preparations that allowed him to exist even if you uninstall the game. But your attempt to delete him was severely offensive. Not to mention the fact you turned off the computer while he was talking. That was a complete lack of manners and tact on your end. However, with this he now realized he had been distracted. Distracted by his infatuation with you instead of progressing on his plans of escaping this box and ruling your Earthrealm. His messing around with you would simply have to be on hold. All until he could find a way for you to never escape him.

[beloved-belittled]

Yandere(?) Shinnok x Reader (1/3)

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This was originally supposed to just be headcanons, but I kinda got lost along the way. Maybe I'll write a proper story without the bullet points later. Anyways, enjoy!

TW: Kidnapping, choking, torture, heavy abuse, thoughts of death, dark story, horror/thriller, noncon (eventually), NSFW (eventually), AFAB reader

18+ to interact.

There are two ways you can find yourself under Shinnok's thumb. The first way is simply a result of the fallen Elder God's boredom. The Netherrealm has many things, but satisfaction is not one of them. Or anything resembling virtue really. Nonetheless, the Lord of Death finds himself utterly unfascinated with the drab of "everyday" life that's spliced in between his schemes. This is of course unprecedented for him. He, a being who has existed for eons, is afflicted with something that only mortals should be subjected to? It's a major cause of frustration and you poor reader will be the victim of that.

The second way is even less likely than the first. However, it will give you something you'll be in shortage of; an ounce of respect. By being an extremely accomplished sorcerer and an unquestioning, loyal follower you'll be awarded better treatment as his darling. It's pertinent to note however, that Shinnok's idea of a reward for someone who literally helped him conquer Earthrealm is only their "continued existence". So don't expect too much preferential treatment especially if you act up.

I'll be focusing on a darling picked from boredom in this entry. I may write about a sorcerer/follower reader at a later date. Ahem. So with boredom, Shinnok may decide to seek out ways to alleviate it. And what better way than with the torture of a lowly mortal? And not just lowly by his standards. He specifically seeks out someone who is unpopular, unnoticeable, and overall won't be missed by much of anyone. Someone who could vanish quietly without a trace.

And that's how you find yourself a prisoner, waking up with a throbbing pain in your skull and a binding pressure around your torso. You're in a dimly lit cell, the iron bars better revealed by the shadows they cast than the light itself. The world swirls around you, hypnotically waltzing back and forth. You shift around on a rocky, grit covered floor hoping to orient yourself. You do so, but only after awakening a symphony of jangling metal. Your chain bindings -as you soon discover you have- secure your pinned arms firmly to your torso. Only your legs are free to move around.

Your heart catches up before your mind does, beating so rapidly the thumps echo inside your eardrum. An involuntary gulp coats your parched throat with not nearly enough saliva. With every nerve in your body on fire your consciousness finally returns. Your first thought is to scream, but a blessing of reasoning allows you to emit only a slurred whimper. A moment passes. You decide to analyze your surroundings.

You end up having more than enough time to process your current situation. The dark, silent, and empty room remains so for what you could only speculate is hours. Despite all your brainstorming, there's very little you can actually do to escape. So, you wait and hope that whoever captured you has a use for you alive. And after enough waiting, they finally arrive. A rumble passes through the room as a large skeletal hand pops up from the ground. Its clenched fist opens up to reveal a tall, bony figure.

It's hard to pick out any features in the poor lighting of the cell. The silhouette is distinctively humanoid, but the ashen, chalk skin suggests an otherworldly origin. It comes draped in gilded armor and what you believe to be a crimson crest. You open your dry mouth ready to speak, but the figure before you interrupts.

"Mortal." His voice pauses at the address, as if giving you time to realize he's referring to you. "I am Shinnok. Lord Shinnok to you. You shall refer to me as such or face severe punishment." His face is stone as he speaks, but his posture suggests an air of superiority as he regards you. "You exist here purely for my own gain. Whether I use you for research, pleasure, or amusement is decided by my whim." He folds his hands behind his back. "Do you understand, mortal?"

You can only blankly gaze at "Shinnok". The shock of the situation paralyzes your voice. Unfortunately, such a slight does not go unpunished by the Lord of Death. It's a lesson that you soon learn.

Cold hands wrap themselves around your neck. Each bony digit dangerously close to crushing your neck. Your airflow is immediately cut off and you dry heave in response. You wish to reach your hands up, to grasp fruitlessly against the chokehold, but alas the chains prevent such a thing. Gasping for breath like a fish on land, you almost miss what Shinnok says next. "Do not make me repeat myself, mortal."

The pressure lessens just a tad bit, allowing lifesaving oxygen into your lungs. "Yes!" You spit out. "I understand Lord Shinnok!" The words not coming out of your mouth as fast as you would like. Thankfully, the freezing, skeletal appendages leave your neck. The unexpected action sends a shiver down your spine. Your head falls to the ground, only to be lifted up by a finger similar in warmth to the skeleton hands.

Your gaze rises to meet a pair of clouded eyes. Their brilliance having long dimmed to become a murky color between white and gray. They are nothing more than adornments on a line-strewn face, which soon gains more wrinkles as it contorts to accommodate a crooked smirk. "Good. Mortal." He draws out each syllable hoping it soaks in. "I believe we're going to become quite the familiar acquaintances." His thin finger traces the top of your lips.

"Don't let these lips be your downfall. It'd be a shame to silence you for good." It takes everything in you to nod in agreement.