- fandoms: mortal kombat, spider-verse, the owl house, cookie run, punch out, red dead redemption, no Iâm not a human, more stuff I donât remember off the top of my head
- proshippers, darkshippers, and radqueers, go die
while stewing on future projects, Iâve had particular line of thought that ends in Glen x Landon, so youâre just gonna have to stick with me for a while
on my third rewatch of free bert and I just caught that part about randy and glen being âtechnicallyâ brothers. thatâs so cute đ
Iâm about to get really weird about this show 𼚠I donât usually watch live-action stuff, let alone netflix slop, so Iâm at a point where all my usual fandom behavior feels creepy and cringe
The technical part 2 & 3 I didnât think to post until now
Part one
(February 2, 2026)
Shao Kahn dragged himself into the room, his movements slow and tired. Vee had no such problems, practically running to throw herself at him. Neither of those things matter as Shao caught her by the neck. âYou reekâŚâ he grumbled. âThis bedroom⌠reeks.â His hand tightened around her throat. Vee gasped for air at the feeling of what was certainly her neck about to snap, but she still made the effort to try and tenderly caress Shaoâs face.
He sneered in disgust and tossed her to the floor. âIâve excused you time and time again⌠but to think you could substitute me for an Earthrealmer⌠Iâm rather disappointed, actually. You donât deserve to stay in my bed.â Vee scrambled for his leg, cuddling close to him. âI make bad decisions in your absence, my liege. I wouldnât if I didnât miss you so bad.â Shao Kahn sneered. âBut an Earthrealmer? Thatâs a new low.â âDesperate timesâŚâ she cooed.
Shao scooped her up from the floor and tossed her onto the bed. âThis is the last time you get away with this.â He stated. No room for argument; not that Vee would ever fight with him. He sauntered over to the edge of the bed, staring down at Vee. âAnd I will see to it no more Black Dragon scum encroach upon what is mine. Or any Earthrealmer for that matter.â Vee sprawled out with a grin, showing off. Shao Kahn would fold, as usual, but he assured himself this was the last time.
(May 26, 2026)
Shao Kahn sniffed the air as he turned the corner, and very soon, his eyes met Lynn. âYouâŚâ he sneered. âW-What..?â Lynn mumbled as he turned to face the beast of a man. âMe? What did I do?â His cluelessness only made Shao all the more agitated. âYou put your hands on my wife,â Shao grunted through clenched teeth. He snatched Lynn by the neck and held him in the air. The shock in Lynnâs eyes spoke volumes. âI⌠what..?â The small man stammered, less confusion at the accusation, but astonishment at how Shao Kahn couldâve possibly known of what was done in secret.
Shao Kahn eyed Lynn like a man examining a freshly caught fish. âShe said she was desperate, but this⌠Iâm almost embarrassed for her.â Lynn was a bit offended but had no time or place to express such feelings. âI have half a mind to kill you,â Shao grumbled, âyet I wonder what she saw in you of all people.â
(At this point, the story would branch off into Shao talking it up the butt from a man quite literally half his size. ButâŚ)
âPerhaps Iâll make some real use of youâŚâ
(Now Shaoâs on top. Either way it ends the same.)
His ragged breath betrayed no expression of admiration. âPerhaps,â he muttered, âIâll make you my first male concubine. Iâm sure youâd be happy to leave the Black Dragon for me,â he laughed. Lynn just moaned weakly. He didnât care at that point; right now he was just tired⌠and feeling like something in the pelvic region is out of placeâŚ