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Everyone is at the arcade. They are about to witness the fight of their lives. But first off, how did it come to this?
Zoom backwards to a week ago. Raiden is hanging out at Desperado with his new friend Sam. The Brazilian man was like an affectionate cat and would just not leave him alone until he gave in. They met for coffee and it turns out that they had more in common than he thought. Raiden agreeded to starting a friendship with Sam as long as the man managed to keep his horniness contained. Sam didn't know how he was going to pull this one off but he desperately needed to be with said twink so he would play along if he had to.
One day Raiden was sitting next to Sam at the office. Armstrong hasn't arrived yet so they have some free time. Monsoon looked over only to notice that his colleague was applying smokey eye shadow to the cyborg that he had been constantly drooling over. "Disgusting..." he muttered. Raiden stood up causing Sam to almost poke his eye out with the brush. He walked over to Monsoon. "You got a problem with me!?"
Raiden could never tell what the cyborg was thinking due to his face being covered by some sort of gigantic headset. "Yes I do. The both of you make me sick! Love is a disease that I refuse to partake in. If the two of you want to make out then happily do it somewhere else!" Raiden was stunned. "Sam, I thought I told you that you can't say we're dating or I'll have to hang your ass over my mantle as written in our agreement!" He got ready to use Zandatsu.
The Brazilian huffed. "No I didn't say anything of the sort blondie. As much as I would love to screw your brains out, I need my money maker. How am I supposed to make money on my second job if you take that away from me?" The rest of the group turned to look at Sam. "What is it that you do again?" asked Sundowner. "Onlyfans." Mistral laughed. "Of course he does."
"This is serious you guys!" proclaimed Raiden. "Why the hell do you think I'd date him of all people?" (The sound of a heart being broken like shattered glass could be heard). Now it was Monsoon's turn to retort. "War is a cruel parent but an effective tea-" Everyone groaned. "Just cut to the chase already!"
The cyborg chuckled. I have a proposition for you. Maybe we can settle our differences, man to man." Raiden was curious. "And how do you suppose we do that?" Monsoon grinned with his massive rabbit teeth. "Dance Dance Revolution!" Everyone started to gasp like a enthusiastic crowd. "Okay. Let's say I play your stupid little dance game. What do I win?"
He stroked his chin. "I suppose the winner shall choose." The rest of the group yelled immediately for his internet privellges to be revoked. Something about their data plan costing them a fortune and how no one wants to hear atheist memes that Monsoon stole from reddit. "Fine. I guess I'll take you up on your offer. Now what do you chose?"
Monsoon was going to be a little shit and ruin Raiden's day. "If you really don't feel the same way for Sam then go out on a date with him. That shouldn't be a problem right?" He grinned. Raiden wasn't expecting that. "What is wrong with you!? May I remind everyone that I'm married?" Sam immediately interjected. "IT'S TOO LATE PRETY BOY, YOU ALREADY AGREED TO THIS!"! Raiden sighed.
"Alright then, see you at the arcade tomorrow evening. I think I'll help Sam pick out your dress for date night." Monsoon walked away cackling. It was back to project diva for him. Raiden looked like he wanted to slaughter the rest of the group. Sam then came behind him and gave a small poke. "I know this isn't the best time for this but here's my card. For you, it's free."
Alright, now you're caught up.
Raiden and Sam walked towards the arcade Monsoon had picked. This weird place called the Crown Game Center. "Whatever" Raiden huffed. "Let's just get this over with." Sam had changed out of his exoskeleton suit and now donned a cheer leader uniform. It seemed like he was going to be the only one interested in tonight's outcome. They walked up to the rest of the gang. Monsoon was beaming while Mistral and Sundowner seemed as if they had been dragged here against their will (they had) and like they wanted to go home.
"Well, we'll if it isn't Jack. Here to give up before being beat?" Raiden grumbled. "Hardly. I'm here to put an end to this." Monsoon laughed. "We'll see about that." As the others were distracted, Sundowner grabbed Mistral and shook her. "Hey lady, we can leave now, they ain't gonna notice that we're gone." He was just about to head towards the exit when he noticed the prize selection.
"Well I'll be damned. They got themselves a real poo-chi!" Mistral turned towards her coworker. "What are you talking about?" Sundowner then explained to her about the trend of robotic dog toys of the 2000's. "You know we have Bladewolf at home right?" The grown man pouted. "But it can communicate through its beady lil' eyes and you can starve it!" Mistral sighed. "First off, you can't starve something that doesn't have the ability to eat. Secondly, you sound like a horrible pet owner and third, you're lucky that I happen to be fond of dogs."
"I'll see how much the little son of a bitch costs. Damn. 30,000 tickets. How are we gonna get it?" Mistral looked over to the mini game section. "I have an idea. Follow me." Raiden was looking through the song selection. "So who picks first?" The cyborg snickered. "I think I'll let the loser choose first." Raiden was so irritated that his claws started to graze the screen. He then proceeded to pick Butterfly by Smile.dk. Monsoon turned to face him. "A wise choise but I'm still going to win this."
The song began to play and it seemed as if they were evenly matched. Sam couldn't help but notice the lyrics being about a samurai and desperately hoped that Raiden had dedicated it to him (he hadn't. Raiden was just a weeb who liked katanas). Eventually Raiden was gaining the upper hand. "WAY TO GO BLONDIE!" Sam then remembered what would happen should the cyborg win. "I mean c'mon Monsoon! I know you can beat that twink!"
Raiden was caught by surprise. "Fuck you Sam!" He hadn't noticed how hard he began to stomp in his clawed high heels. "So you want to be on top eh?" the man said suggestively. Raiden was close to losing it. Suddenly there was a loud metallic crunch. "Shit!" The game immediately turned off. "Anyone know what we should do in this kind of situation?" Sam then interjected. "Let's just move to a different machine and if anyone asks, we blame it on someone else." There was no way he was letting the match end with no winner. "Hey, what happened to the others?"
Mistral had taken Sundowner to one of those basket ball games. "Watch this." Mistral then took a ball and got a perfect shot with one of her dwarf gekko arms. She then tossed a ball towards Sundowner. 'Now you try." You would think that being so tall that he would have an easy time but no. He somehow managed to miss every time. "You're useless! Go find another way to make tickets!" She pushed him away and then filled all her arms with basket balls, perfectly aiming every shot. Tickets were soon piling up.
"Damn basketball. I know they say it's American but I know it really comes from those commie fruit cakes in Canada!" Sundowner then bumped into an arcade machine. "Wouldja look at that! They even got themselves house of the dead! Say what you will about the Japanese, their killin' games make up for pearl harbour!" He then inserted a coin and got ready to start blasting.
Now it was Monsoon's turn to pick a song. He passed through each track, seeming like he was deeply lost in his thoughts. Then he picked kimono princess by JUN. "Get ready to lose!" Sam groaned. He was a samurai but he could only take so much of seeing Japanese culture viewed through an anime lens. "What is with these weebs? Oh well. At least one of them is cute." he thought to himself.
Soon loud music began blairing. "This is way too fast!" Raiden yelped. "I don't think this song is possible for a human to beat!" He just hoped that it would leave Monsoon as winded as he was. He looked over and saw the cyborg had split his body apart so he had more limbs to hit the notes on time. Raiden then decided that if Monsoon would cheat, then so would he. He took out an EMP grenade and tossed it.
"What? What's happening to me!?" Everything soon clicked in his head. "THIS ISN'T FAIR JACK!" Raiden laughed while he continued to dance as Monsoon was completely still. "I don't think we ever established any rules. Also weren't you the one using your weird Magneto powers?" Monsoon grit his teeth. "IT'S CALLED LORENTZ FORCE AND YOU WILL RESPECT IT!"Suddenly the cops showed up. It turns out that someone had seen them damage the machine on the security moniter and called for backup.
Police then took Monsoon out piece by piece while Raiden let himself be escorted out. "Please just take me to jail so I can get away from him!" The van drove off and soon Sam was all alone. "Damn it! I'll just have to try harder next time!" Meanwhile Mistral and Sundowner pooled their tickets together. "Alright what can I do for the two of you this evening?" asked the employee.
Sundowner then placed the tickets on the table, causing it to shake from being 50 pounds worth of paper. "As a matter o' fact, I'd like one poo-chi please." The employee knew it was going to be "one of those" situations. "I'm sorry sir but we're all out. You can trade it in for an idog if you'd like." Sundowner looked like he was about to commit mass murder. "The fuck? Who the hell wants some shitty idog? Nobody uses iPods anymore! And I just saw that fucker on the shelf twenty minutes ago!"
The employee sighed. "Sorry sir, it was already purchased by the boy over ther-" Sundowner turned to the child's direction. It was some kid speaking some language that he couldn't understand so he automatically assumed it was "Mexican speak". "Listen here you little shit! If you value that body o' yours you'll know what's good for yeh and gimmie that dog!"
Mistral and Sundowner were now leaving the arcade. I can't believe that's the 5th child you've killed this week." His coworker sighed. She wasn't going to take responsability for this. "I just can't believe it didn't come with batteries. What a waste." Sundowner then threw the toy. His arm was so strong that it managed to find Sam's left butt cheek and bounce off of it, hitting a building, causing it to collapse. The man sighed. "Aye, not again..."
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Metal Gear rising Raiden x bratty sensitive fem reader smut!
Reader has been quite bratty lately like whining about Raiden not buying anything that reader asks for talking back to him an another stuff and when Raiden says no reader start crying 😭🙏
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A/N: Thank you for your request! I do hope that you enjoy this smut, despite the long wait comrade (sorry for the long wait). Feel free to request anytime. :D
It was four months after you became Raiden's girlfriend that your attitude towards him drastically changed. You went from being the sweetest living person that would never hurt a fly to a sensitive bitch that only follows the "I'll buy you something if you stop crying" stereotype. This was definitely pissing Raiden off the most and this was one of those days where he wasn't having it.
The whole time you were in a perfume store, Raiden had to stay a couple feet away from it. 20 minutes go by rather fast and you emerge out of the store. Raiden irritantly sighed and mumbled under his breath "finally" as he ran his clawed hand down his face. You look up at your 80% cyborg boyfriend, holding a small bottle of body spray that was no more than 35mL.
"Can I buy this, pleaseeeee?", you continue to look up at the cyborg, giving him the puppy eyes.
He looks down at you with an irritated look, crossing his arms. "How much is it", Raiden says coldly, dreading the fact that he had to be dragged along.
"About... Uhmm..." You swallow, turning the bottle upside down to glance at the price tag. "700...", you mumble quietly under your breath, extremely hoping that he didn't hear it.
You were extremely wrong. Raiden did, in fact, hear the price tag for just a 35mL bottle of raspberry rosé scented body spray. His eyes widened in shock but immediately turned to a fiery rage. Not even caring about if he made a scene, he was done keeping himself quiet about your obnoxious money spending with his credit card and falling for your tricks to manipulate him.
After that 15 minute yelling match, you put the perfume back where you found it. Once you returned empty handed, Raiden snagged your wrist, dragging you to the car with windows that were the darkest tint possible. You sat in the back seat, looking out the window as a couple tears rolled down your cheeks. It was dead quiet the whole ride back.
Once you both got back to the apartment, however, Raiden's mood had a different appeal on you. He asked you to go lay on the bed you both shared, on top of the covers and completely naked. You did as you were told, waiting to see what Raiden was going to do next. A few minutes passed and you were starting to get cold from the air conditioning, especially your nipples and pussy. You were about to whimper from the cold when the bedroom door was suddenly kicked closed.
You didn't understand what Raiden's deal was, let alone the fact that your day changed from both of you arguing in front of a luxury fragrance store to you now laying on the bed naked. The clank of metallic feet on the hardwood floor was softened by carpet, followed by the swinging jingle of two pairs of handcuffs. You whimpered after hearing the noise as you were getting cold.
Raiden smirks, climbing on top of and starting down at you with that single light gray eye of his. He runs a clawed finger lightly down the side of your face before engulfing your mouth with his own, at least trying to. He starts fiddling with the cuffs, getting them on your wrists and attached to the bedframe as he kisses you.
"Shhhhhh... Be quiet, Y/N...", he whispers to you inbetween kisses, finishing up the cuff for your right arm. "If you behave you'll get a treat."
Luckily for him, you were good at following orders, which only applied for bedroom and showering sex. Raiden pulls away, moving himself down to your awaiting cunt. His warm, wet tongue glided across your pussy, traveling down your labia, licking at your entrance, then flicking back up to your clit. You shivered as he shoved his tongue into your pussy, still needing to get used to his titanium jaw touching the vulnerable bud. Raiden does, however, mumble something about you being a parasitic bitch.
You didn't know if you should've taken it as a compliment, an insult, or if it was just him enjoying himself. Either way, you still succumbed to it.
Raiden growled low as his tongue plunged even deeper, sending vibrations straight through your core. The bridge of his nose rubbed on your clit making you want to roll your hips forward just to get a little more friction on it.
The grunts and groans he made while devouring you were almost as loud as your own, you wondered how he hadn't drowned yet without stopping to breathe for even a second. It was possible he was enjoying this even more than you were, you wanted to look down and see but instead kept looking at the ceiling hoping to hide the embarrassing faces you might make in the heat of pleasure.
Raien kept going at his electric pace, making your body go stiff as you twitched around him. Your mind went blank, your vision blurred while you lost what little control of your body that you had left.
Even after you came that wasn't enough to stop him, your exhausted body still spasmed while Raiden drank up every drop that dribbled out of your overstimulated pussy. When you found that you could breathe again all that would come out of your mouth was shameless moans.
He placed firm feverish kisses all the way back up your torso to your face, letting his hands roam wildly like touching you was going to charge his batteries somehow. Not even caring about the little scratches Raiden would leave when he roughly grabbed at your body, just perfectly content in letting him use you to sate his appetite.
Please take some time and watch Jenin, Jenin. It is available with English subtitles on YouTube.
The film documents the aftermath of the 2002 Israeli operation "Defensive Shield" in which Israel invaded the Jenin camp, killing its people and levelling its homes to the ground.
This documentary is a must watch for everyone, but especially if you are in the initial learning stage of understanding the Palestinian struggle.
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