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[pyrodolls]

MORTAL KOMBAT 1 BOYS JEALOUSY HCS

WARNINGS: almost every male character on the main mk1 roster is included, a little bit of angst here and there, established relationships, some mentions of harassment and assholes not taking no for an answer, gender neutral reader, lowercase intended, you can clearly tell havik is the author's favorite, reader condones havik's actions in his part but author doesn't it's just for story purposes, characters may be ooc idk, not proofread we die like sindel

A/N: i got this idea while i was in the shower this morning blasting what is love by twice cuz i finally got around to the khaos reigns dlc yesterday and my interest in mk1 has been revived. also this took me 10 hours to write for some odd reason. also i've never written this many characters before in one part... please like and reblog i really am proud of this and hope you guys like it too <3 also you can tell the more i was writing the longer the paragraphs were getting

doesn't get jealous (he trusts you):

LIU KANG has full faith in your loyalty. he doesn't take it personally when someone flirts with you. he'll gladly step in if the person flirting with you isn't taking a hint, but overall, he isn't bothered. in fact, he's more concerned about your well-being than his. he'll comfort you after the encounter and ask if there's anything he can do to put your mind at ease.

KUAI LIANG would silently watch the interaction from a distance, waiting for the person to leave you alone. similar to liu kang, he trusts you and gives you the chance to defend yourself before he does. he's confident that you wouldn't leave him, but he still stays nearby in case you need his help. in the event that you do need his assistance in getting rid of the person, he wouldn't hesitate to teach them a quick lesson then evacuate the scene with you.

GERAS couldn't care less. in fact, he isn't surprised you would be hit on. you're physically and socially attractive, it makes sense that other people would attempt to court you. he trusts that you won't let the interaction go any farther. if the person persists or is disrespectful, he'll walk up to you two and bluntly state that you're taken, then leave immediately. he won't waste his time with assholes and perverts.

RAIDEN would feel a little awkward. he trusts you, so it's not that he's unhappy with you, but he feels uncomfortable for you. he's a very calm and civil man, so he usually tries to avoid confrontation. but when it comes to you? especially when the person is making you uncomfortable? he has no problem politely telling that person off and walking away with you. he'll later reassure you by reminding you that assholes and creeps will always be around, but so will he.

doesn't get jealous (because he gives you scary dog privileges):

KENSHI TAKAHASHI wouldn't feel jealous at all if someone were to hit on you. he knows his partner is wonderful, so of course other people are going to approach you. besides, he knows he looks a bit intimidating with his tattoos, muscles, and confident aura. weirdos that flirt with you will back off when they see kenshi casually put his arm around you as you talk to the person, as if he's daring them to try something. his years involved with the yakuza have made him fearless. he has witnessed the wrath of man many times, so he has no issue teaching another one a lesson if he must.

BARAKA is like a guard dog. with his physique and face? yeah, nobody is messing with you or even approaching you. he usually feels very guilty about this, advising you to leave him due to the embarrassment of being associated with him. but sometimes, his curse can be a blessing to ward off perverts. it fills him with a very rare sense of pride, being able to protect you just by standing by you.

GENERAL SHAO definitely gives you scary dog privileges. he's well-respected in outworld, so everyone usually respects you, his partner, as well. this can be a double-edged sword, however. while outworlders often avoid you out of respect, it is also out of fear of the general's wrath. it's hard for you to walk around anywhere without stares or people trembling in fear, afraid to upset you. not because they're intimidated by you, but because the general has made it very clear that if anyone (especially his soldiers) were to treat you with anything but respect, they'll get an axe to the head.

he's instilled this fear into everyone's head, so you aren't harassed when you are alone. the general is often busy with his own endeavors, so he likely won't be there to defend you instantly. that's why he is very strict with his soldiers when it comes to you. you won't need his immediate protection as long as he makes sure everyone follows his rigid commands.

REIKO, similar to the general, has earned respect among outworlders for his strength and tenacity. while you aren't as feared as you would be with the general, reiko still has his ways of making sure you aren't bothered. because unlike the general, he has slightly more time on his hands to accompany you in your free time. when strolling around outworld, it is not uncommon to get a few stares, but reiko is brave enough to stare back at people with the fury of a true warrior. he has the scars on his back and calluses on his hands to prove his fighting spirit that nobody is reckless enough to challenge.

QUAN CHI is either hated, feared, or respected by everyone. nobody is going to mess with you as long as he is around. with his sorcery, he'll have no problem cleaning up the rodents that attempt to flirt with you. you won't even get the chance to reject anyone, since he's always ready to harm anyone that even dares to look at what is his.

BI-HAN, similar to the general, has already warned everyone in the lin kuei of the consequences that come with disrespecting you. he laid out many rules on how they should interact with you. if anyone among the clan dares to break these terms he drilled into their heads, they will be met with a harsh punishment. he won't tolerate rulebreakers.

and that's what he did on the day someone broke his rules and drunkenly flirted with you. the problem is, he would also be angry at you. bi-han firmly believes that you should be strong enough to protect yourself when he isn't there. if the person that was hitting on you starts to go a bit too far, and you are unable to stop them, bi-han ends up blaming you for their actions. despite having a myriad of punishment methods in his mind, he still wants you to fend for yourself anyway. he is upset for weeks after the incident. it is unclear whether bi-han is angry at himself and taking it out on you, or if he is truly delusional enough to blame you for an incident you never asked for.

gets jealous, but handles it rationally:

JOHNNY CAGE is used to people hitting on him. he's sexy, and an actor, which is a dangerous combo to date. he's made it very clear in private that he would never leave or cheat on you for someone else, and he ignores the numerous amounts of supermodels and fellow actors that attempt to date or sleep with him. you've gotten used to it overtime, as you already discussed your boundaries with him. but you two have never discussed what to do if you are the one being hit on.

if someone were to flirt with you in front of him, he'd butt into the conversation, putting his arm around you and saying: "yeah, my partner's smokin' hot, aren't they?"

he'd start to brag about you and the person would probably get annoyed and walk away. you can't tell if johnny was jealous and purposefully drove them away, or if he just wanted to use the opportunity to talk about you at length. perhaps it was both. you'll never know.

KUNG LAO is infamous for being cocky and prideful. some find his confidence charming, others dislike him and read his personality as arrogant rather than confident. so how could kung lao possibly be jealous? well, the answer is: he isn't. or at least that's how he appears.

he's the type of guy to love showing you off. he's protective, but proud. he'll walk around with his arm wrapped around your waist, with his head held high knowing you only belong to him and nobody else. which is why his ego is so hurt when someone has the audacity to hit on you. did they not clearly see that you're together? kung lao is more personally offended than possessive over you. he won't visibly get angry or anything, just mildly annoyed. he'll become touchier, giving you more kisses and compliments than usual. if you questioned his behavior, he'd respond with a playful: "what? am i not allowed to love my partner?" emphasizing the latter end of the sentence for everyone in the room to hear.

gets jealous, and does not handle it rationally:

SHANG TSUNG, similar to kung lao, is prideful enough to enjoy showing you off. but shang tsung tends to be sassier and hold grudges. while he lets you express yourself and wear/do whatever you want, he didn't expect it to backfire when someone ends up being attracted to you and attempting to court you. but he doesn't do anything about it. he stands from afar and waits for your conversation to be over.

you reject the person and go back to him, but shang tsung would spitefully ignore you. he even started responding to you with sassy quips after you were hit on. you could attempt to make amends with him by trying to initiate a conversation, until this little shit rolls his eyes and says something along the lines of: "why don't you go have fun with your partner?"

you'll never know if he's simply overdramatizing his jealousy to hide it, or if he's just being his usual petty self to get a reaction out of you.

TAKEDA TAKAHASHI is a young man focused on his endeavors. it's not that he doesn't care about you, but he (unfortunately) must keep his distance from you sometimes. your relationship is secret for the sake of your safety. nobody knows that you two are together, so it doesn't surprise him that you are flirted with every now and then. takeda does, in fact, feel jealous. he's not just jealous that they get to openly show their affection towards you, but he's also a bit insecure at times. he knows you won't leave him so easily, but there's still the nasty thought that creeps in the back of his head every now and then, telling him that you deserve better and he can't give you the love you deserve.

TOMAS VRBADA is usually a confident man. he may be kind and generous, but that doesn't make him weak. he's been a hardworking fighter since childhood. he's garnered an impressive amount of experience and intelligence regarding the battlefield over time. but romantically? he doesn't have as much experience. you're probably one of, if not the first relationship he's ever been in.

so, when you're hit on, he isn't quite sure what to do. he understands that the person flirting with you probably just doesn't know you're not single. tomas would speak up and calmly mention that you're already taken. the person that was flirting with you would scoff after seeing tomas, telling you something along the lines of: "him? really? you could do better." instead of causing a scene, tomas ignores the person and leaves with you.

but hours later, it still bothers him, even though he pretends it doesn't. he thinks about your relationship and wonders if you really could do better. he tries his best to be as loving as possible towards you, despite his inexperience in romantic relationships. but with his cluelessness, conflict with the lin kuei, and trying to build up the shirai ryu? he doesn't have a lot of time for you, so he understands if you wanted to leave him. it's a thought that will haunt him for days if you don't notice his behavior and ask him about it.

SYZOTH has always been secretly insecure during your relationship. he fears that you may leave him due to his zaterran blood. plus, after his family was killed by shang tsung, he has been afraid of losing you like he lost them. sometimes he fears he is too clingy, and other times he fears he isn't attentive enough. it makes him feel as if he isn't enough for you. these fears are only enabled by someone flirting with you. his mood would immediately turn sour after witnessing that interaction, until you reject that person and put them in their place. as appreciative as he is for your loyalty, (and flustered to hear how much you care about him) he still can't shake his anxieties away.

you'll likely have to comfort him and reassure him that you will always stay with him, not bothered by his struggles. you must be the one to bring it up though, because syzoth is too afraid to admit that he is jealous. he'll keep it bottled up until you notice his behavior.

ZEFFEERO's pride gets in the way of admitting his true feelings most of the time. you've helped make him more comfortable being vulnerable, but it's only natural that the high mage refuses to admit when he's jealous. it was hard enough to court you; even harder to watch as someone attempts to court you for themselves. it annoys him to watch someone think they can just flirt with you. it enrages him even more when they refuse to take no for an answer and persist in their catcalling. with his blood boiling, he struggles to contain his emotions and stop himself from resorting to violence.

after the incident is over and you dealt with it on your own, he refuses to leave your side in public ever again. whatever gathering or meeting you must attend, he'll be there too. that way, it'll ease his anxieties and make sure you are safe and comfortable. even though you've shown you're capable of taking care of yourself and staying loyal to him, his jealousy drives him to believe that you need him.

a secret fifth worse thing:

HAVIK... yeah you probably guessed he'd have an entire category to himself. it is very difficult to tell how havik feels when someone else flirts with you. is he angry at them for trying to take you? not quite. his beliefs are bent on freedom, so it isn't like you're tied down to him in any way. but at the same time, he can't help but feel a bit hurt, maybe even a bit betrayed at the thought of you leaving him. he doesn't have anyone else. he's been forced to fight for himself after a painful past in seido, then seeking retribution ever since. nobody has condoned his acts since drowning its capital. anyone that isn't on his side is considered his enemy. you're the last person he considers an ally.

you're also the only person that sees his vulnerable, traumatized side that he often disguises with anger. his wrath has tormented him for years, driving him to insanity and believing it is okay to kill anyone that opposes him. it was a miracle that you were able to see through his mask of anger and show love and support towards him, which are two things he isn't used to. that's why he can't help but feel irked by someone attempting to court you. you're the only person that has genuinely loved and cared for him, even after the things he has done. now that he's had a taste of what love and affection is like, he's not going to let you leave him that easily.

he tells himself that he doesn't need an ally, and he can help bless millions with anarchy and chaos by himself, but deep down, he still selfishly wants you for himself. he would feel more comfortable in his rebellion with you staying at his side rather than leaving him for someone else. so yes, he does feel jealousy, (and fear that you'll leave him) but he refuses to admit it and conjures up a lie that you need each other, convincing himself of a false idea rather than facing the truth that his strong desires of "freedom" magically go out the window when it comes to you.

[thisonehere]

Under the Mistletoe

Mk kharacters x GN reader

Summary: Johnny's hosting a holiday party and you find yourself under the mistletoe with a kombatant.

A/n: Happy New Years!!! It's been a good little minute since I've done any headkanons. I know I haven't been posting much lately, I'm sorry about that a lot's been going on these last few months. This year I plan on being way more productive with my writing.

C/w: Heat, Slight smut, sloppy kissing, tongue, mentions of blood, violence and bruises

Bi-Han

He wasn't originally supposed to be here.

Johnny didn't want to invite him, considering all the recent drama (and because he still owed Johnny for the vase), but you insisted. You felt bad because the alternative was him spending the holidays alone.

You all thought Bi-Han wouldn't show up, Bi-Han wasn't a fan of the holidays, neither was he really the funnest at parties.

You were all surprised when Bi-Han did come. It was all so awkward. There was a lot of tension in the air, many fearing that at any given second, Bi-Han would explode and ruin everything.

But it didn't happen, the entire night Bi-Han stayed in a corner of the room. No one dared to go near him, not even his own brother, so he stayed there alone. He stayed there with his arms crossed leaning against the wall with a scowl in his face.

You felt your heart ache for him.

After building up courage, you walk up to him. He gives you a cold glare, but there was something oddly welcoming in his eyes.

"What do you want?" He grumbles as he gets off the walls and stands upright.

You quickly attempt to make small talk, he eyes you up and down as you try to talk to him. He still has a frown on his face but he doesn't shoo you away or giving you the feeling that he wants to be alone.

The remainder of the evening you try to create. Conversation, and Bi-Han gives you a decent response.

In truth, Bi-Han is grateful for you trying to talk to him. One of the worst parts of parties and events is that he often times end up alone, though he refuses to let anyone know that.

The holidays have always been a lonely time for him. He hated the holidays but his brothers always manage to make him enjoy just a little. But now s rift has grown between him and his brothers making it even harder to find anything to happen during this season.

You're the reason he came here in the first place. He refused to come at first, but then he learned that you personally asked Johnny to invite him, that you wanted him here.

You continue to talk, the conversation gets better. But you notice something hanging above both of you. Mistletoe. Johnny had hanged it all over the place in hopes of catching Kitana under it.

Hot red blush burns your face as you suddenly become shy. You fail to look Bi-Han in the eyes and struggle to speak. "What is it?" He sharply asks. Then he sees the mistletoe. Everything goes still and quiet as he just glares at it.

"I- it's just a dumb tradition." Your face felt like it was on fire with how hard you were blushing. "We don't have to do it." You can't think of anymore words to say, your eyes are now glued to the floor.

Bi-Han glared at you, an unimpressed look in his eyes. "Pathetic." You hear him mumble as he places a hand onto your chin and forces you to look at him. "Cowardice disgust me."

He then grabs the back of your head and forcefully kisses you. His lips crash against you as his other arm wraps itself around your body

He holds you close as he kisses you, he isn't usually a romantic man, but tonight, for you, he'll make an exception.

His lips weren't as rough as you anticipated they'd be, they were surprisingly soft and warm, everything about him is soft and warm. You find your arms slowly return to his embrace as he kisses you with an unexpected passion. You mind goes numb for a second as you can't fathom that this is happening.

Finally, Bi-Han releases you. You gasp as you catch your breath and regain your composer. You pant, you stable to keep you balanced. And all the while Bi-Han resumes his harsh stare and he fixes with his cold eyes.

He continues the conversation you were having like nothing happened, you try to continue it too. But the kiss is permanently at the for front of your mind.

It's getting later in the night and the party is now whining down. All you can think about is Bi-Han's warmth, his rough lips that were soft at the same time. The way his strong arms held you gave you chills to just think about it.

Later on, you both were seen leaving the party together.

Tomas

At the prospect of being invited to a party, especially a party at Cage mansion with the Johnny Cage, Tomas was over the moon.

He was especially eager to go when he heard you'd be there. He has always had a crush on you, but he was too nervous to do anything. Maybe tonight will be different...

So you made the decision to take him home with you.

Tomas isn't one for social interactions, unless it's leading and instructing warriors or playing a part, he is quite awkward. But tonight, he was willing to try.

During the party, he does his best to be as social as possible. Sometimes he does well, other times her devolves into going on a long rant about one of his many hyperfixations.

But throughout the entire night, he has kept his eye on one thing: you. He has desperately been looking for you everywhere. Sometimes he finds you, but you're too busy or too far away for him to get to. Other times he can't find you anywhere, he asks around and he is often led onto a wild goose chase.

When the night goes on, things get darker and darker outside. Guests were already beginning to leave, and he hasn't had a chance to speak to you.

Much to his disappointment, he and Kuai were beginning to leave. He feels heartbroken, he was so excited to speak to you, he didn't know what about, but just being able to speak to you would be enough for him.

He and Kuai were walking out of the door. But then Tomas sees something at the corner of his eye.

Tomas sees an opportunity, and he bolts towards. Much to Kuai's confusion.

"Y/N!" He shouts as he quickly approaches you. You eagerly stop what you're doing totuen to face him as he steadily approaches.

As he gets to you, he accidentally slams into you and knocks you over.

Tomas grabs you by the waist, quickly catching you before you hit the ground, apologizing purfusely.

But you don't seem to mind, you actually laugh and joke about it. That doesn't stop Tomas for feeling terrible, he places a hand on the back of your head, cradling it and ensuring that it's secure, and places another hand on your lower back. He tenderly looks at you, causing you to feel a sudden load of butterflies awaken in your stomach.

Your eyes fall onto the ceiling and you what's above your head: Mistletoe.

You stare at it, wheels in your head turn as you realize what it is. Tomas, noticing you staring at something, looks up and see it too.

You both are frozen for a second as you share sheepish glances at each other, both of you too shy to say anything. Yet you give him an encouraging look.

He goes in and kisses. He over thought it every second. Should he skip some tongue in? Would you like that? Is he going kissing you too hard? Will he soft enough for you?

Both your minds went numb as you lips touch, it all feels strangely magical as the world goes silent. You become more aware of the way he holds you, so much care, so much love.

He helps you back to your feet, but your head felt awfully light from that kiss.

"Um, maybe we should go somewhere private." He says, his own face flushed. "I think we have a lot to talk about."

Kuai

As the Grandmaster of a very new and very fragile clan meant to protect Earthrealm, Kuai aoiang as little interest in parties. So he refuses to go at first, but Tomas and Harumi insist on him going.

He is firm at first on his position on not going, but they all eventually wear him down. He begrudgingly relents and agrees to go.

He is a natural when it comes to social settings. He has a cool and charismatic way about him that makes him a very chill person to be around.

He wasn't a very outgoing person though, not really a social butterfly. He kept to just Tomas and Harumi for most of the night.

One of Kuai's problems is that he is often too mild, but to him he was just right. Tomas and Harumi encouraged Kuai to let loose a little tonight.

So that's what he tried, he began being more outgoing talking to more people, even dancing a little. It felt pretty fun, but he preferred to be in a calmer setting, making having some form of a deep conversation.

He found that in you. He came across you while he was coming off the dancefloor, many cheering him as he left.

"Y/n!?!?" He was taken aback when he saw you, you were so beautiful tonight. "You look... exquisite." He sighs. You were always so radiant to him in just the simple things you do. So many times he found himself going mad at how magnificent you were, tonight you were just the same if not more.

You always loved Kuai, he was amazing in your eyes. He was gentle and sweet, so you didn't hesitate when he came to you hoping to talk.

You found a much more calmer part of the mansion to talk. A nice room with a leather couch, possibly the library, but the place was do overly decorated that you couldn't tell.

Kuai talked about the Shirai Ryu and how well it was coming along. He is especially about the one Shirai Ryu in particular, Hanzo Hasashi. He beamed with pride when talking about him, as he and Hanzo were at one point good friends.

He looked so cute as he talked about how proud he was of everyone in the clan, how humbling it was being a grandmaster and having to deal with such a big responsibility.

Eventually, the conversation got a little more casual when you talked about what you were going to do for the rest of the holidays. Kuai seemed especially interested on whether are not you'd be spending them with someone.

Before you could answer, you lay back in your chair, you notice for the first time something hovering over your head, mistletoe.

Butterflies begin swarm around in your stomach as you fix your eyes into the decoration, making sure your weren't mistaken.

Kuai looks up too, he seems less surprised by the mistletoe. He stilled seemed calm, you caught his brow arch and lips curl a little.

"Well," he sets gets closer to you "It is tradition to kiss." You rub your face hoping that the blush might come off. "And who am I to go against tradition?"

He pulls you close, sits you onto his lap. "Y/n," He says softly, almost a whisper. "Will you do me the honor of letting me kissing you?"

Did he even need to ask? He pulled you in and kissed you, his kiss was like fire. His hand rub your thigh, slowly making it's way to the inside of your thigh.

He even was so brave to the point of slipping his tongue into your mouth. You moan as he continues to kiss you with passion.

He lays your down onto your back on the couch. He climbs on top of you and continues to kiss you. He pulls back to undo his shirt, you help him unbutton it as things began to feel a tough hotter in the room.

"Well, it's a good thing we chose someplace private." He said as he threw his shirt off. "I suppose we'll be here for a good while."

Geras

He met you while he was moving through the dance floor trying to get back to Tomas and Harumi, who were busy talking to Liu Kang.

You are instantly attracted to him, you admire him from afar. You find your way to him later on in the night. Though he was kind of stiff

As the overseer of the timeline, Geras spends his days monitoring the hourglass and ensuring all went according to Liu Kang's plans.

He never celebrates the holidays, he never saw a reason too. He had no one else around to celebrate it with.

But he can't deny that he has a curiosity on what it would be like to have someone to enjoy these traditions with.

So when Johnny invited Geras to this holiday party, Geras accepts.

He hopes to go know what it's like to partake in such festivities with humans.

Though, he isn't the best at socializing. For the first part of the night he decides it would be festive to give people cryptic warnings and clues about their futures. One guy he just straight up told him that he had an incurable disease and that'd cause him to die an agonizingly slow and excruciatingly painful death.

Geras stayed in the corner for most of the night, unsure on what to do. He just stood there and stared at everyone, it began to creep some people out. It didn't help that he chose the darkest corner which caused his eyes to glow in a very ominous way.

The only person who wasn't scared of him was you. After building up some courage, you invite him over to have some punch with.

Geras has always had a strange fondness for you. You caught his eye as he monitored the timeline. There was a strange

It's very awkward at first, neither of you seem to know how to interact. Both of you come from extremely different walks of life so there isn't a lot to talk about.

He talks about his process of monitoring this and other timelines for potential threats.

Geras is the first to notice it above your heads. The Mistletoe. It's a strange tradition to him. He is familiar with it, a superstitious tradition thought to ensure fertility. It's useless to him, he never planned on having children. Frankly, he isn't sure he even could barely children.

Family, love, passion, things Kronika forbade him. She had created him strictly to enforce her will.

But Liu Kang did recreate him, perhaps things have changed. He can think of someone he'd like to try these things with.

He stares at it while you talk. Confused, you stop talking and look up. You feel yourself blush as you realize what's above you.

You nervously laugh, "It's-uh-it's a Mistletoe. Basically it's-"

"I am aware of what it is, Y/n, I was not created yesterday." He interrupts sternly. You must look like a tomato with how red you are. "It's alright, I didn't mean to be rude."

Then silence between you two, your eyes dart from Geras and to the Mistletoe. Geras just stares blankly at you.

Finally, after taking a deep breath, you get on your tippy toes and gently kiss Geras. taking Geras by surprise.

Gently touches his lips as he processes what just happened. And then you see something you never saw before, Geras blushing.

"...Thank you...Y/n..." He says softly, giving an appreciative smile.

He stays with you for the remainder of the night, he looks at you with a look in his eyes. Like cogs in his brain were working hard to process and understanding new found feelings.

Kitana

When Kitana was invited by Johnny, she was hesitant at first. She once thought his little attempts to woo her were cute at first, but now they were getting annoying.

Also, she didn't care much for the Earthrealm holidays.

But she decided that she'd come by for a little bit, and then return to Outworld to spend the rest of winter with her sister to help with strategizing against Shoa.

And she must admit, she did find the party quite fun. The Christmas tree being so beautifully lit, the holiday cheer in the air as the carolers sang songs outside.

She admired the decoration of the mansion. She bumped into you as she was looking around. She kindly greeted you, asking you to excuse the splotches of blood on her hands.

The Princess has always been very fond of you, you were one of the few Earthrealmers she fairly liked.

But that enjoyment quickly ended.

She seemed fairly excited, she seemed to be enamored by the holidays.

You begin to talk about holiday tradition, you share Earthrealm customs while she shares Outworld holiday traditions.

The conversation quickly transitions to you telling holiday memories from your childhood. Kitana listens intently, enraptured by your every word. But then her attention is taken by something on the ceiling, but you don't notice.

If you paid attention to Kitana's face, it looked like wheels were turning. Then something clicked.

"Y/n?" She gently asks, immediately taking your attention. "I need you to step back a few feet." You stare at her confused, but you comply. A mischievous look on her face.

When you finish backing up, she points for you to look up at the ceiling. You look up and your heart stops as you see it: Mistletoe.

You choke on air. You look back at her, you try to say. She just stares you down with a smirk on her face. She gestures with her hand for you to come closer.

You shuffle forward a little, too nervous to get too close. Kitana grabs you by the collar and pulls you into a kiss. Taking out her fan and folding to stop people from seeing you kiss.

After holding her face against you and kissing you for a few moments, Kitana is nice enough to let you go. She laughs as you stumble about trying to regain you composure.

"It seems these Earthrealm traditions are not as bad as I thought."

Reiko

No nobody knows why he's here, he wasn't invited.

Reiko knew he wasn't invited. General Kitana, Geras, and Liu Kang was walking around here somewhere. If they caught him it would be all over.

So, why is here? Perhaps he just wanted to crash the party and cause problems. That is certainly what he did. He caused quite a ruckus by being loud as possible, he pigged out almost all Christmas convections Johnny spent a fortune, he antagonised many of the guests by insulting them and trying to start fights.

He isn't usually like this, usually he is the loyal underling of General Shao, but he couldn't deny that he was still a little miffed at the Earthrealmers for winning the tournament and humiliating Outworld and the General as well as interfering with the generals plans to liberate Outworld. So his primary mission tonight was to ruin everyone's night.

And he was successful, so successful to the point that Kitana, Liu Kang, and Geras were on his tail. He had successfully avoided them for most of the night, he thought it was funny how they ran this way and that trying to find him, and he eluded them every turn of the way.

He bumped into you as he was dipping out of Kitana's sight.

"Well, hello there." The moment he saw you, he knew you'd be his next victim of the night.

As he thought of the best, most obscene thing he could say to you, you smile at him as you try to be nice. He unloaded a mass of perverted advances towards you in hopes getting a rise out of you.

He definitely would ask 'if it was bubblegum pink' if he knew of the saying. , enough for you to gasp and hide your face in shame as the blush came through.

You were familiar with Shao's wild second in command, but you didn't expect him to be so...charming. You found yourself blushing at his every word. Which isn't what Reiko was expecting usually the things he says would cause women to gasp and slap him in disgust.

But he couldn't deny, he liked seeing you like this, so he continued. Perhaps he could make more of a use of you tonight if he was lucky.

As he continues to spout his perverted advances towards, you look every which way but at him. At one point you look up to the ceiling to avoid his haunting eyes, and that's how you see it. Mistletoe hanging above your heads. You gasp as you see it.

Reiko stops talking and looks up to see what you were gasping at. He sees the strange bundle of flora hanging from the ceiling. He stares at it confused. He looks at you, his eyes demanding answers.

You quickly explain what it is, you stammer as you explain why it was hung up on the ceiling. As you tell him the tradition of kissing someone under the plant for superstition.

You watch as his eyes light up as you tell him. "Is that so?" He slowly walks up and gets closer to you. "Um...yeah, it's just a silly tradition." You say as you continue to avoid his gaze.

Reiko licks his lips as he stares at you. Before you know it, you don't even know how it began, if he initiated it or you, but now Reiko's face was against yours, his lips pressed up against your lips, his tongue exploring the inside of your mouth.

His hands weren't shy as they traveled around your body, feeling and gripping certain parts as he took you in.

You surprised at how hungrily he kissed and gripped at you. It was almost to the point that it felt like he was beginning to take your clothes off.

Whatever he was about to do, you'd never find out, because in an instant Reiko is ripped off you by Kitana. She hadn't given up on finding Reiko all night, him stopping to talk to you, to make out with you, slowed him down long enough for her to catch him.

You are left in a dazed and state as you are left stumbling back. Both from the commotion that Kitana and her guards caused as well as the passionate kiss that left your brain buffering.

Despite being found, Reiko had a smile on his face as he gave a proud laugh. "Well, looks like our date has been cut short...until next time..."

As they drag him away, Kitana sends you an apologetic look as she walks away. No doubt assuming you were a victim her was accosting you.

You are left alone, you can still taste Reiko in your mouth. You are struggling to process all the madness that just occurred in front of you. You fix your clothes and hair and try to enjoy the rest of the night.

Baraka

The holidays aren't easy for Baraka. Tarkat often makes it so hard to live, especially with the fact that it took everything away from him; he struggles to feel any holiday joy.

When Johnny invited him to the party, Baraka had thought the man had gone crazy. Inviting someone infected with Tarkat to an event could risk hundreds getting infected.

But Johnny insisted everything would be fine; Earthrealmers seem to have much more of an immunity to Tarkat compared to Outworlders.

Baraka would've refused; he should've refused. But so much of his life has been hardships, surely he could spend one night to be happy.

So there he is, he stands at the corner of the room, looking around aimlessly at the thousands of people. Music filled the air as the guest mingled and ate and were merry.

Everyone avoided Baraka; it doesn't matter if they, as Earthrealmers, had an immunity, they still ostracized him, avoided him, glared at him, whispered and muttered things about him.

Baraka regretted coming here. All he could do was stay in the corner and watch as they all shot him dirty and concerned looks. He sighed, defeated. He never should have come here.

It felt like Johnny only brought him here to be a spectacle to gawk and point at.

He was just about to leave, until you walked up to him. You had been finding the courage to talk to him, you saw him standing all alone in, and you felt you heart ache from.

Baraka stares you down cautiously as you walk up to him. You smile sweetly as you try to make small talk. Baraka doesn't shoo you away; he seemingly embraces your company.

There isn't much for you to talk about, but you still try, and Baraka appreciates it. He isn't really a talkative person, but for you, he tries.

You actually get along quite well. After a few minutes of painful attempts at small talk, you finally find something to talk about.

As you talk, your eyes find their way to the ceiling, and that is how you become aware of the mistletoe hanging above your heads.

You try to stop yourself, but you audibly gasp as you look at it, causing Baraka to look at it as well.

You quickly explain what it is and what people do when they're caught under it. Baraka merely makes a dry laugh at this. Not just because of his lack of lips, but the idea of you ever kissing him. Surely, you must've thought him too repulsive to kiss.

But you surprised him. After hesitating a few seconds, you slowly rock forward on the tip of your toes, and you plant a soft kiss on Baraka's nose.

Baraka is taken aback by this as you softly pech his mutated nose. As you step back and smile at him, and all he can do is look dumbfounded.

Did you do that out of pity? Did you just feel bad for him, so you decided to kiss him? Obligation? Was it out of duty to tradition?

Or...did you do it because you...liked him?

Be can't help fantasise about the possibility of someone loving in such a way. For now, perhaps he'll give in to the fantasy. But he's no fool; this is just for tonight. Because who could possibly actually love a monster like him?

Liu Kang

Bah! How could you ever love a monster like him?

Liu Kang hasn't always been one for parties. He has always preferred to stay at the Wu Shi and meditate in his temple.

But the Fire God decided to humor Johnny and attend the party.

Being the protector of Earthrealm as well as the Titan of time, Liu Kang was the center of attention for much of the night. So many people came to him and started conversations, maybe they ask him questions hoping to pry out some answers for major moments in their lives.

Sometimes an entire entourage would form around him. You were almost knocked down by the crowd of people as they walked past you, you wondered if Liu Kang ever felt overwhelmed by all this attention.

Finally, the crowd about him finally lightened up, giving Liu Kang a chance to slip away. That is how he came across you.

You had avoided him all night. You were always intimidated by that fact that he was the protector of Earthrealm, finding out that he was the Titan of Time as well made you officially too nervous to approach him.

You had always had Liu's eyes though. You had always been special to him. He took great care in crafting everyone's destiny in this new timeline, he especially took great care when crafting your new life.

Something about you was just so captivating about you that Liu Kang couldn't keep you out of his head indefinitely. So when he found out you were here, he decided upon himself that he'd speak to you at least once tonight.

He wasn't going to do anything too personal, just a kind smile and a kind greeting. Perhaps a little small talk and then he'd move on.

You felt your palms get sweaty as he walked up to you. You force a smile into your face as he begins talking. You remind yourself at every second not to freak out, this is just you literal maker and creator of the universe, who's also hot, nothing to worry about.

You make your greetings, you wish him a happy holiday. Liu Kang nods at this, he moves the conversation to how much progress you've made throughout this year. "You have improved so much, considering who you were originally..."

He trails off for a second. "I'm sorry?" You asked perplexed. "I improved from wha-"

"Forgive me, I misspoke." He waves his hand as if he was shooing away a thought. He is quick to move the conversation along, you don't protest, better to keep the conversation light rather than ask questions about your past lives and the place he designer for you in this timeline.

You try to move the conversation along, you talk about what you did for the holidays, who you celebrated with, how you brought in the new year. He seemed very interested in your words like they were so fascinating.

As you speak, you are none the wiser of the mistletoe that hangs above you. Liu Kang knows about it, he saw it as he walked over to you. He would really like to kiss you, but he didn't know how to bring it up.

Finally, much to Liu Kang's joy, you look up and notice it. He warmly smiles as he watches you shrink under the mistletoe, obviously stunned by this. You eyes dart from him to the mistletoe, he gives you an encouraging smile as you calm down.

"I believe you do something when found under this." He gives you a charming smile. "Um, may I?" You feel the warm sensation of his hand as he caresses the side of your face, he lovingly looks into your eyes as he admired your for a second.

His lips are soft, electrifying, you feel your body basically collapse as he continues to caress your lips with his.

Tonight is the night you learned what it was like to be kissed by a god. That was apparent as you failed to collect yourself when he finished. You were so flustered that you couldn't even think straight.

"Have lovely rest of the evening." Liu Kang smiles at you generously, he then walks away. Leaving you to contemplate the fact that you just kissed a creator god.

Johnny Cage

Tonight didn't go as planned for Johnny.

He had hoped to catch Kitana under the mistletoe and have a totally hot make out sess'.

He followed her around for a good part of the night, all the while hoping he'd catch her under one of the many mistakes he hung up across the mansion. It was getting to the point of harassment.

And he did catch her under the Mistletoe, though, he didn't get a kiss. But she was nice enough to give him some sweet chin music as she uppercut him.

She knocks him onto his ass right then and there, also knocking him out. Maybe she hit him a few more times while he was down.

Despite this, many of the partygoers still continue on with the party.

Johnny lies there for some time. You eventually feel bad for him and wakes him up.

You get Johnny to the bathroom and are nice enough to help him clean up the many bruises on his face.

Cage is a drama queen, so he overreacts to the bruises on his face. All he had was a busted lip, a broken nose, a black eye, and a few cuts and gashes all over him, nothing bad at all.

"Well, did we learn anything, Mr. Cage?" You ask as he sits in the tub clutching an ice pack over his eye. You were in his bathroom, you were alcohol onto a cotton ball.

"Okay, maybe a went a little too fa-AH" he flinched as you use the cotton ball. "A little?" You press cool cotton against the red cut on his face. "Okay, Okay, I fucked up and went too far. I should've taken no as an answer and left Kitana alone. Happy?"

"Very." You teasingly coo as you wipe all the blood of his face, you feel a little bit bad for Johnny. He deserves every last but if these injuries, to be sure. But seeing him in pain made you feel bad deep down.

"Ow! Hey, go easy on me!" He hissed in pain as you dabbed the cotton onto another wound. You look at the bloody cotton ball, with a sigh you throw it away.

As you attend to him, you thank Johnny for inviting you and tell him how much you enjoyed the party. You talking about how much you enjoyed the party seemingly puts him in a better mood.

He tries to smile, looking past the busted lip, he still had one of the best smiles you ever seen. His teeth glowed like freshly cut diamonds.

He was such a charming man when he didn't try so hard. You felt yourself melt under his gaze. Cage arched his brow, "Starstruck looks cute in you, Y/n. Say, you want to kiss under the mistletoe?" He tries his best to be smooth

"We're in a bathroom, Cage." You shake yourself out of the daze you were in. Johnny just points to the ceiling. You look up "Really?!?!" You gasp as you see quite a few pieces of mistletoe hanging from the bathroom ceiling. "What can I say, I always come prepared."

You groan as you shake you head. Then you grab him by the collar and kiss him.

Despite the bruises on his lips, Cage still has the best pair of lips you've ever had the privilege to kiss. You felt his hands tangle itself in your hair as Cage returned your hold

It's strange, a random kiss in the bathroom with a beaten up movie star is surprisingly one of the best kisses you ever had.

You pull away and so does Johnny. He has a knowing look in his eyes as he stares you down with grin on his face, as if he expects for you praise him for how good the kiss was.

It was, but you didn't feel like feeding Johnny's ego. "It was alright." You say as you rise out to your feet. "Oh come on!" Johnny insists as you walk away.

It was truly an amazing kiss, but you refused to let him see how flustered he had you as you lean against the wall outside the bathroom to catch your breath and regain his composure, his ego was big enough.

[partycatty]

how many donuts can you stack on it

i feel like ive got this down to a science.

warnings: describing fictional characters' peanits in length.

notes: this is what i come back with to post (1 donut = 1 inch)

[ masterlist ]

liu kang > he's got a bioweapon in motion and form, truly. it's so big and thick you might actually die if you try to take it all. 9 donuts. he'll let you do anything to it, silly or not, if it makes you crack a hungry grin like you did when you counted.

bi-han > idk i feel like its not that big, but it's got good thickness.... 4 and a half donuts. finds it stupid, won't agree to putting donuts on it at first, but gives in just so you'll stop. he's embarrassed.

kuai liang > husband length. humble but knows he can get the job done... thinks he could be bigger but you dont complain. 6 donuts. he's too kind and sweet to really have a problem with it.

johnny cage > he thought he'd be able to fit more donuts... not that the current amount is small. 7 and a half donuts. he might try and cram that second half in, but it falls off and splats on the ground.

kenshi takahashi > confident but quiet about it, the donuts don't stop stacking even when you think you couldn't fit another. 9 donuts. expected it, not surprised, but chuckles dryly at your little gasp.

kung lao > tried it on himself before you even got the chance to ask. 7 donuts after trying multiple times at home. lies and says it was nine donuts when he tried it at home...

raiden > nobody expects it from him, since it's not on the forefront of his mind like his bestie... 9 donuts. just thought everyone could fit that many no problem. you had to explain that he's massive.

rain > doesn't talk about it because there isn't really much to say... 5 donuts. (why doesn't he have a personality ever)

tomas vrbada > you just... kept going.... and before you knew it, 8 and a half donuts sat pretty hugging him as he smiles in delight. at first he didn't get your vision, but seeing the shock on your face was more than enough.

baraka > afraid of showing it, tarkat enhanced... all of his features. nearly a baker's dozen, 10 donuts fit with no problem. he growls to himself, adjusting his hips. maybe his condition had a perk.

geras > won't really get why you want donuts on it... but will entertain your ridiculousness. he stands stock still and firm when you put a whopping ten and a half donuts on him. he raises a brow, wondering what the point was.

syzoth > his tongue flicks in curiosity as you try to balance the donuts on both, squeezing a whopping 14 donuts combined! he grins in satisfaction, wondering how many donuts his true form could hold.

havik > it fell off. 0 donut.

shao > shitting your pants when you put the entire dozen onto it, and still have some wiggle room. shao remains unimpressed but silently pleased with his thickness and length as it balances the treats.

shang tsung > it's cute. 5 donuts was his max, but he seems smug about it. he knows you'll take him either way, and the thought makes him smirk.

reiko > 7 and a half donuts stops him short but he just laughs loudly with his hands on his hips. asks if you're impressed, and then offers for you to eat the donuts right off of him.

ermac > ....would ermac have millions of dicks? or just one in his physical manifestation? how many donuts is that...? you'll be there for a while.

[quimichi]

↳˳;; ❝ MK1 CHARACTER INTROS ᵕ̈೫˚∗ - WITH SPIDER F!READER pt.1, pt.2

INFO: Had this idea where the reader is a spider, hybrid or drider? Whatever you imagine, they have spider like/string powers. Also, i apologize if some seem OOC or something, joined the fandom around 2 months ago and didn't play all of them so ;3

CHARACTERS: Ashrah, Baraka, General Shao, Geras, Havik, Johnny Cage, Kenshi x F!Spider Reader

Ashrah

Y/n: "I offer you a challenge, Ashrah. A duel of skill, and a test of our... affections."

Ashrah: "A dangerous game, Y/n. But I have never shied away from a challenge, especially one with such enticing stakes."

Y/n: "Let's tangle, Ashrah, weave our hearts in combat."

Ashrah: "A tempting offer, Y/n. Let's see whose heart is stronger."

Y/n: "Are you the predator, Ashrah? Or are you just pretending to be the prey?"

Ashrah: "Let's just say, Y/n, I enjoy playing both roles. And I'm quite good at it."

Ashrah: "Your webs are quite... captivating, Y/n. Are they as strong as they are beautiful?"

Y/n: "Strong enough to hold you, Ashrah. But I'd rather use them to draw you closer."

Ashrah: "You've woven a delicate trap, Y/n. But I wonder, who is truly caught?" Y/n: "Perhaps we both are."

Ashrah: "I sense a hidden desire within you. A desire I'm quite willing to explore."

Y/n: "And I sense a hidden passion within you. One I'm eager to awaken."

Baraka

Baraka: "Your webs are strong. But can they hold these blades?"

Y/n: "Strong enough to hold you, Baraka. And perhaps, strong enough to keep you."

Baraka: "You fight well. I...respect that. Let's see who is stronger...with respect."

Y/n: "A respectful clash? A rare and welcome offer."

Baraka: "Whoever wins this fight... they win the other too."

Y/n: "Excuse me what?"

Y/n: "Heard Tarkatans are pretty intense. You got any chill vibes?"

Baraka: "Chill what?"

Y/n: "You're strong, Baraka. But can you be gentle too?"

Baraka: "I can be as gentle as you let me. But I prefer when you fight back. It makes the reward sweeter."

Y/n: "Do you always get what you want, Baraka?"

Baraka: "Always. And I want you. Now. Will you make it easy, or do I have to take you?"

General Shao

Y/n: "The web tightens, Shao. Struggle is futile."

Shao: "I crush spiders. You are no different."

Y/n: "That axe looks heavy. Let me lighten your load."

Shao: "I'll lighten your life."

Y/n: "Tell me, Shao, do you dream of conquest? Or do you dream of being conquered?"

Shao: "I dream of domination. And you, little spider, will be my next conquest."

Shao: "Little spider, your webs are a tempting trap. I wonder if they're strong enough to hold a god?"

Y/n: "A god? Or just a brute with a big axe?"

Shao: "Such a beautiful distraction, little spider. I'll savor the moment before I… eliminate it."

Y/n: "Savor? I'll savor the moment you realize you've walked into my carefully crafted trap."

Shao: "Your eyes betray your desire. A desire I intend to exploit."

Y/n: "And your arrogance betrays your weakness. A weakness I intend to shatter."

Geras

Y/n: "Let's pause time, Geras. Just for a moment. To enjoy each other's company."

Geras: "Time is ever-flowing, but a moment of shared serenity is a treasure to be cherished."

Y/n: "You're like a walking history book. A really dusty one."

Geras: "Indeed. And within these 'dusty' pages lie wisdom and experience."

Y/n: "You're like a knight in shining… sand? Is that a thing?"

Geras: "A knight's armor is but a symbol. True valor lies in the heart, and I assure you, mine is…unwavering."

Geras: "Such vibrant energy. A shame it will soon be… extinguished."

Y/n: "Extinguished? I'm just getting warmed up. You're the one looking a little dusty."

Geras: "I find myself… appreciating the… unique perspective you bring to our… interactions." Y/n: "Unique? I'm just being me. And you're loving it."

Geras: "Our interactions, Y/n, are like adelicate dance. A graceful exchange of…energies."

Y/n: "Dance? I'm thinking more like a wrestling match. Winner gets a date."

Havik

Y/n: "You speak of freedom, yet you are bound by madness."

Havik: "Madness is my freedom, and soon, it will be yours."

Y/n: "I will weave a cage for your insanity." Havik: "A cage? How delightfully intimate. I've always wanted a personal audience."

Y/n: "You're like a bad rash, you just keep popping up." Havik: "And you're like a particularly sticky cobweb, I just can't shake you off!"

Havik: "Every strand you weave is a thread pulling me closer. You will be mine."

Y/n: "I belong to no one."

Havik: "I will paint the realms with your name, a masterpiece of devastation."

Y/n: "Ensure the paint is vibrant, Havik. I enjoy a good spectacle."

Havik: "I will dismantle reality itself, just to build a throne for you, my queen of chaos."

Y/n: "A throne built on rubble? How... fitting."

Johnny Cage

Y/n: "You mistake arrogance for skill."

Johnny Cage: "And you mistake beauty for... well, actually, you're right on the money there."

Y/n: "You're a has-been, clinging to past glories." Johnny Cage: "Has-been? I'm a timeless classic! Like 'Casablanca,' but with more roundhouse kicks."

Y/n: "You think a wink will distract me?" Johnny Cage: "Distract you? I'm hoping it'll make you forget we're even fighting. Unless you'd rather kiss and make up?"

Johnny Cage: "You know, I've always been a fan of strong, independent women. Especially ones that can tie me up." Y/n: "Oh I'll tie you up, Cage."

Johnny Cage: "I've got a balcony overlooking the city skyline, perfect for a late-night vibe." Y/n: "The city lights are a distraction. I prefer the sound of your heartbeat… as it fades away."

Johnny Cage: "Game room? Winner gets... a kiss." Y/n: "My kiss is venomous."

Kenshi

Y/n: "Your lack of sight doesn't hinder your perception, does it, Kenshi?" Kenshi: "I feel a pull, yes. A dangerous and alluring one."

Y/n: "Your senses are heightened, Kenshi. Can you feel the vibrations of my webs, or your own anticipation?" Kenshi: "Both, I suspect."

Y/n: "I'll leave a trail of silk, Kenshi, like a breadcrumb trail." Kenshi: "A surprise? I'm always eager for surprises. Especially when they're wrapped in silk."

Kenshi: "Those webs...they seem to whisper secrets. Perhaps they'll reveal your deepest desires?" Y/n: "My desires are simple. And they involve you."

Kenshi: "I sense a playful tension, spider. Are you trying to tease me, or are you just naturally irresistible?" Y/n: "Naturally irresistible, Kenshi. But a little teasing never hurt anyone… much."

Kenshi: "Are you daring me to try and escape, or are you daring me to try and catch you?" Y/n: "I'm daring you to try everything, Kenshi."

[n3ptoonz]

MORTAL KOMBAT 1 P LINKS WITH THE EARTHREALM GUYS PLEAASEEEE

Gasssp...oh I love y'all so much.

MK1 p links: Earthrealm Men Edition

Each character will get a p link and a scenario!

Depending on the amount of likes this gets, I will be reusing some of these links lol

𝓛𝓲𝓾 𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰

Liu Kang has and always will be a lover. Truly. He's gone for long periods of time and you knew this would be a regular thing. Your patience and willingness to enthusiastically welcome him home for every return makes his heart swell even bigger every time, if that was even possible. If he's had a particularly perilous journey to and on the way back, perhaps having you in a mating press is the only way he can finally relax

𝓡𝓪𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷

Raiden prefers for his domestic life to be as completely opposed to his outside life as possible. Out there, he's training with a god--no, literally THE god of the universe--fighting people twice his size, wiping away buckets of sweat, and aiding in keeping the timeline from being put into shambles. When he gets home, you welcome him back and offer to take the lead most of the time. A slow intimate night of riding him is just what he needs to decompress.

𝓚𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓛𝓪𝓸

Kung Lao talks a lot of shit because he can back it up. And it's not just about his fighting skills. Sure, he's managed to make such a unique weapon out of something as simple as a hat by attaching a surrounding blade to it and nearly became the champion of Earthrealm, but he also can back it up in bed. Sometimes he doesn't even have to do anything. Nothing pleases him more than watching you get yourself off on his impressive size. Expect for him to be extra happy during practice tomorrow.

𝓙𝓸𝓱𝓷𝓷𝔂 𝓒𝓪𝓰𝓮

Johnny Cage apologizes over and over again about coming home so late everyday. He's filming 2 different movies back to back whilst also practicing moves at the Wu Shi that will definitely be used in the Ninja Mime sequel later down the line. He makes it up to you by taking a couple days off from filming so he can come home and give you his undivided attention. All of his focus is on you and laying you on your stomach while you take it from the back on his stupidly expensive couch. He hopes you'll forgive him!

𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲 𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓪𝓱𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓲

Kenshi Takahashi valued real intimacy long before the incident. Even while he was on his dark path with the Yakuza he still fantasized about a life he never thought he would have nor deserved. Now that he is blind, he values real intimacy AND relying on his other senses to really be in the moment. It's when you're so vocal like this that he knows he's still doing something right. Even though he can't see you, hearing what he does to you is enough.

𝓢𝓾𝓫-𝓩𝓮𝓻𝓸

Sub-Zero has an...interesting way of trying new positions. Or, rather, different variations of positions. He chose an interesting time to deal with his frustrations when you offered up your body to him. He was averse at first, but when you laid out on that king sized bed on your stomach, practically begging for him to get you squirting like nobody's business, he couldn't not take the opportunity. Just hope you don't need to walk much tomorrow!

𝓢𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓹𝓲𝓸𝓷

Scorpion also values real intimacy with the exception of the few times he just needed to let it out. But this time was a slower night. When he actually has time to spend with his gorgeous wife, he likes to tease a little before filling you up. And it's all the more worth it at the end of the day when those pretty moans fill his ears.

𝓢𝓶𝓸𝓴𝓮

Smoke gets really excited at the mere thought of finally getting back home to his wife. Yes, he's laser focused on the mission and there's nothing he wouldn't do in his power to make sure it gets complete with the utmost efficiency...but he's also practically flying through the door, ready to jump on top of you and show you how much he missed you. After telling you about what went on and hugging you a little too tight, of course. He's no animal! He just...fucks like one!

𝓖𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓼

Geras knows he's huge. You know he's huge. At first he was very hesitant to get intimate because the last thing he needed was to hurt his true love. But once you've begged enough, he finally gives in. Even more effective if you're begging while fully bare and waving that ass around in the air. When you spread it wide for him, ugh, it's the first time he's ever experienced this phenomenon called dizziness.

[abl3th3himb0]

Mortal Kombat Intros + Seraphim Reader

Featuring; sera like reader

Featuring; Liu Kang, Mileena, Kuai Liang, Johnny Cage, Shang Tsung, Kenshi, Reptile, Ashrah, Kitana, Geras, Reiko, Havik and Smoke

Reader Vs. Liu Kang

Liu kang: “You guard heaven with harsh judgement.”

Reader: “Mercy has no place in the face of sinners.”

Liu Kang: “Then you are unworthy of godhood.”

Reader Vs. Mileena

Reader: “Your bloodline is a stain upon creation.”

Mileena: “I’ll stain your robe with it!”

Reader: “Justice demands your execution.”

Reader Vs. Kuai Liang:

Kuai Liang: “You call vengeance a sin?”

Reader: “It consumes, corrupts, and damns.”

Kuai Liang: “Then I am already lost.”

Reader Vs. Johnny Cage

Johnny cage: “So, like….you’re a glowing hall monitor?”

Reader: “I am the Heaven’s executor, you mortal!”

Johnny cage: “Chill! I was just gonna offer you a role.”

Reader Vs. Shang Tsung

Shang Tsung: “I have dined on angel souls of your sisters.”

Reader: “I shall kill you to remove your corruption from their souls.”

Shang Tsung: “I doubt an Angel like you can kill me.

Reader Vs. Bi-Han

Bi-Han: “You claim mortal superiority.”

Reader: “I am divinity itself.”

Bi-Han: “Then you shall be humbled.”

Reader Vs. Kitana

Kitana: “Your kind only sees black and white.”

Reader: “Sin is not a matter of perceptive.”

Kitana: “Then you are blind to nuance.”

Reader Vs. Reptile

Reptile: “You see me as a beast.”

Reader: “You are a creature of instinct and corruption.”

Reptile: “Then let me show you my true nature.”

Reader Vs. Ashrah

Ashrah: “I fight for redemption.”

Reader: “Demons like you do not get second chances.”

Ashrah: “I will prove you wrong.”

Reader Vs. Geras

Geras: “Time has seen many like you fall.”

Reader: “Time bends to divine order.”

Geras: “You are not the god you believe you are.”

Reader Vs. Reiko

Reiko: “You’ve got wings—do you bleed?”

Reader: “Only when justice demands sacrifice.”

Reiko: “Then bleed for Outworld.”

Reader Vs. Havik

Havik: “Order is a disease.”

Reader: “Then let me cure your disease.”

Havik: “I don’t want to be cured by your ways.”

Reader Vs. Smoke

Smoke: “I fight for my clan’s survival.”

Reader: “Mortal bloodlines mean nothing in eternity.”

Smoke: “Then let me remind you of ours.”

Hoped you guys enjoyed this post!

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[doki-doki-imagines]

Happy new Year! I wanted to request an Reader with healing powers by touching,healing the boys of Mortal Kombat pls?

author note: Thanks! Happy new Year to you too!! As someone studying to become a doctor this request is a little to perfect LOL. feat. Earthrealm guys for my own sanity this time, but if you want you can also ask for Outworld ones.

Johnny Cage: -He doesn't believe in your powers AT ALL. -I'm not saying Johnny can't wait to hurt himself, because pain sucks, but he may get a bit careless… -He's gonna cut his finger with paper, the most stupid wound that sting like a bitch. -He visits you, you don't laugh at him, just touch his index with yours and…voilà! No wounds anymore. -He is stunned, mouth open. You absolutely need to come to Hollywood and let people pay, you know how rich you can get?? -Johnny will be attached to your hips, wounds or not. If he can't get you out your clinic he wants at least a date with the cute doctor.

Kenshi Takahashi: -He visited you after the Mileena accident. -Sadly you can't regrow new eyes, being able to heal just from tissue that is alive. -That doesn't mean you can't help him soothing his pain! Or decrease the itch he feels from the skin that grew there. -Kenshi visits you frequently, not just for medical reasons but also to share a cup of tea together, your chats a relaxing moment during frenzy times.

Raiden: -He doesn't visit you often, but when Raiden does he has a kind voice, even with broken bones and teared skin. -Luckily most of the time Raiden wounds aren't that serious, but he tends to prolong his stay in your clinic. -At times he felt asleep on the bed, heavy breath and some times snores. -He is so cute you never wake him up, but pulling a cover on his body to keep him warm and comfortable.

Kung Lao: -He has never been proud of the wounds and scar that he has, but at least now Lao can see the positive side of the bruises; visiting you. -You don't say he is dumb, and treats him with utmost care, your soft fingers on his skin make his heartrate speed up terribly. -Lao hopes you don't notice, hiding his real emotions under puns and flirty jokes. -You can totally feel Lao's heart, but find him cute, trying to sputter out puns to make you laugh, so you let him act.

Liu Kang: -He asked you to help at Wu Shi Academy because he knew about your powers. -Liu Kang made sure you had a tiny house of your own, separated from training grounds, but near enough to run to you in case of emergency. -He doesn't suffer of any injury, but he often visits you to ask if you are fine, just chit chatting about your days. -Every time Liu Kang visits you he brings a present, each time it gets more expensive. Maybe one day you'll pick up the signals, or maybe you could heal his broken courage; it has been awhile since Liu Kang asked someone out.

Geras: -He also doesn't need any kind of healing, but when someone is wounded he runs to you. -Most of the time you talk about work, you tried to pry informations about the you of other timelines but Geras never budges. -So you started to gossip with him, useless stuff, but you know he'll never tell the secrets out. -He listens to you, already knowing everything, but Geras enjoys your company so he sits still, your voice almost lulling him.

Bi-Han: -Doesn't trust you, he has never heard of healing magic. -But there you are, on your knees, him laying on the ground, your fingers repairing every cut, every wounds on his body with a mere touch. -Bi-Han starts to visit you more often, he wants to know your secret, the Lin Kuei's doctors could only improve with your guide. -You laugh at his proposal, telling him this is a gift you have since you were born and that you prefer your magic to be of everyone usage, not only his ninjas. -He scowls and exits your house. But Bi-Han won't give up, he'll convince you one day, he is sure of it.

Kuai Liang: -He doesn't have the time to have doubts about your powers because the first time Liang heard of you is the time you are healing him. -Now it is too late to heal his face scar, but for sure you can help him with his other wounds. -Liang begs you to join Shirai Ryu, but you refuse "You are good people, but my power is for everybody, not just your clan." -He accepts it…and trasfer Shirai Ryu base near your house, enough that if his men needs help you'll be right there. -And maybe Liang would be able to visit you not only for work matters…

Tomas Vrbada: -He visits you mostly because everybody is talking about your powers. -Tomas brings food, while you prepare a hot beverage for you two. You chat about your days, 'till Tomas finally asks you the question that has been wandering in his head for too long. -"So, are your powers real?" -You smirk into the cup, but don't reply. You take a knife and do a small cut on the back of your hand, you are so fast that Tomas cannot stop you. -He cannot also because the moment a drop of blood spill the wound has already healed itself. -Tomas is astonished, wide eyes. -"You are so damn cool." -You hope he'll visit you more often, you enjoys his company. Let's hope Tomas will never come for working matters, tho.

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Kinktober Day 13: Thigh Riding/Size Difference

👽:Full Kinktober list here ➜ 💌

🖇️: Geras x afab Reader

✅: Proof Read

📖: Geras mingles with a mortal. (You)

⚠️:NSFW/SMUT/AFAB Reader/Low key slow burn/Thigh riding/he gets off to how small you are compared to him/he also gets off to making you ride his massive fucking thigh.

★ The first time Liu Kang said “Geras will keep you company,” you thought it was a joke.

★ It wasn’t.

★ And now—weeks later—you’re sitting cross legged in the Fire Temple, tryin very hard not to notice how Geras watches you. Not the way someone observes a sparring match or studies a technique. No, this was different. This kind of watching that makes your skin hum, like standing too close to a lightning storm.

★ “Your form is improving,” he says, and his voice is low. Steady. The kind of sound that doesn’t seek attention—it demands it.

★ You glance up from your meditation pose, cheeks warming. “Yeah? I’ve been practicing that hip mobility thing you showed me…”

★ “I noticed.”

★ Of course he did.

★ Geras didn’t mingle with mortals. Everyone knew that. He’s ancient—eternal, untouchable, carved from something that predates patience itself. And yet here he is, week after week. Sitting with you while the others are off saving realms or whatever. You’re not cleared for that yet. Still too green.

★ But Geras? Geras is here.

★ “Come,” he says, rising in one fluid motion that shouldn’t be possible for someone his size. “Your cooldown.”

★ You scramble to your feet—or try to. Your legs are still shaking from holds, and you stumble just slightly. Just enough.

★ His hand catches your elbow—and wow—his palm spans the entire width of your arm. Swallows it—really. Makes you feel like something small and precious that could break if he wasn’t careful.

★ Except…he is careful. Always. His thumb brushes the inside of your elbow—just once—before he steadies you. “Easy,” he murmurs. You’re not sure if he’s talking to you or himself.

•••

★ It starts innocently enough from there. A hand on your shoulder when he adjusts your posture. Fingers curling around your wrist to demonstrate a pressure point. The span of his palm against your spine during a balance exercise, holding you upright like you weigh nothing at all.

★ Which, to him, you probably don’t.

★ “You’re tense,” Geras observes one afternoon, and before you can respond, his hands are on your shoulders—both of them—kneading the knots with a precision that borders on unfair.

★ “I’m—“ I’m your breath catches, “I’m fine.”

★ “You are many things.” His thumbs press into the space between your shoulder blades, and your eyes flutter shut. “Fine is not one of them.”

★ You don’t know what to say to that. Don’t know what it means coming from him. So you just… sit there. Let him work the tension free while you try not to think about how his hands could probably encircle your entire ribcage if he wanted. (Why are you thinking about that?)

★ “Better?” he asks, and his voice is closer now. Right by your ear. “Yeah,” you whisper. “Thanks.” His hands linger. Just for a second. Just long enough for you to wonder.

•••

★ You talk to fill the silence. About your training. About the book you’re reading. About the stray cat that’s been hanging around the temple grounds and how you’ve been sneaking it scraps even though you’re pretty sure Liu Kang knows.

★ Geras listens. He always listens. And somewhere between your rambling about helping the village repair a fence and your theory about the best tea for meditation, something shifts. You catch him watching you—really watching—with an expression you can’t quite name.

★ It’s not cold. Geras is never cold with you. But it’s….hungry. No—That’s not right either. It’s restrained. Like he’s holding something back. Something vast and patient and entirely too intense for a random Monday afternoon.

★ “What??” you ask, self conscious now. “Nothing.” But his gaze drops to your hands. Small, folded in your lap. “You have kind hands..”

★ “I—what?”

★ “You help people.” He says it like a fact. Like something he’s cataloged and filed away. “It shows.”

★ Your heart does a weird little flip. “I just… I dunno. I like making things easier for people, I guess.”

★ “I know.”

★ The way he says it—low and certain—makes you feel seen in a way that’s almost unbearable.

•••

★ It happens on a Thursday. You’re stretching—something about hip flexors and warriors pose—and Geras is spotting you. His hands bracket your waist, steadying you through the hold, and you’re trying to focus on your breathing but it’s hard when he’s this close. When he’s touching you like this. “Good,” he says, and there’s something in his voice that makes your stomach drop. “Hold it there.” You do. Or try to. But your legs are shaking and you’re about to collapse and—

★ “Come here,” Before you can process it, he’s lifting you. Just—lifting you—like you’re nothing more than a thought. His hands span your waist, thumbs pressing into your sides, and suddenly you’re in his lap facing him.

★ Perched on one thigh. In the Fire Temple. On a Thursday. “Geras—“ “Breathe,” he says, and his arms come around you. Loose. Careful. Giving you every opportunity to leave. You don’t.

★ “This is—“You swallow hard. “Is this normal?” “No.” (At least he’s honest.) His chest rises and falls against yours, slow and measured, and you’re suddenly very aware of how small you are in his arms. How easily he holds you. Like you’re something worth keeping close.

★ “Should I move?” you ask, voice barely above a whisper. “Do you want to?”

★ No. Gods, no.

★ “I don’t know what this is,” you admit. His breath ghosts across your temple, he’s silent in response. As if he doesn’t know what this is either. But his arms tighten. Just slightly. Just enough to feel like a confession. His hands stay on your waist. Your hands stay on his shoulders. The temple is silent except for the faint crackle of distant flames and the sound of your breathing—unsteady, uneven, too loud in your own ears.

★ “Why did you—“ you start. “Because I wanted to.” Simple. Honest. Devastating. You bite your lip. “You don’t exactly seem like the ‘wanting’ type.”

★ His head tilts. Considering. “I am not. Typically.”

★ “And now?”

★ His hands tighten. Just barely. “Now,” he says slowly, “I find that I want many things I should not.” Your heart trips over itself. “Like?” His eyes burn. “Like keeping you here. Like this. Where I can see you. Feel you.” He subtly presses you further onto his thigh, your core immediately igniting. Your breath catches.

★ “Geras—“

★ “You are… distracting,” he admits, and it sounds like a curse and a prayer intertwined. “I was not made to be distracted.”

★ “Sorry,” you whisper, not meaning it at all. His thumb brushes your side. Up. Down. Slow. “Do not apologize.”

★ The air is molten between you. his hand slides up—just barely—to rest beneath your ribs, palm spread wide, fingers curling slightly like he’s testing the shape of you—

★ You forget how to breathe.

★ “Small,” he murmurs. Almost to himself. And you realize—suddenly, wildly—that he likes it.

★ Likes the way you fit in his hands. Likes the way you have to look up at him. Likes the fact that he could cradle you, cage you, keep you—

★ Your face burns. “You’re staring,” you manage.

★ “You are worth staring at.” And that—That does you in. You duck your head, grinning helplessly into his shoulder, and his chest rumbles with something that might be a laugh before he lightly bounces his leg, causing you to whimper. Again. That small bounce. It sends a jolt straight through your core, your pussy clenching hard against the firm muscle of his thigh.

•••

★ The sudden pressure rubs right over your swollen clit, sending sparks of heat radiating up your spine. You feel a flood rushing through the thin fabric of your shorts already…You press your lips together, trying to stifle the sound, but it's no use—another whimper escapes, muffled against the crook of his neck. His hand on your waist tightens, fingers digging into your skin through the thin fabric, not letting you pull away.

★ He guides you instead with a subtle shift of his hips, grinding your soaked folds directly over the thick ridge of his leg. The friction drags along your entrance, making your inner walls flutter with need.

★ “There,” he murmurs, voice low and rough, like gravel scraping stone. His other hand stays splayed under your ribs, palm hot and broad against your side, holding you steady as he bounces his thigh again, deliberate and unyielding this time.

★ The motion lifts you slightly before dropping you back down, the impact forcing you to spread wider against him. Your clit throbs under the assault, the damp training shorts offering no barrier—just a slick, clinging layer that heightens every slide.

★ You can’t help the way your hips jerk forward involuntarily, chasing that building ache, your thighs trembling from the effort to stay balanced. Geras watches you intently, his glowing blue eyes locked on your face, absorbing every twitch of your brows, every gasp that parts your lips.

★ He relishes this control, the way your body yields to him so easily. You’re small in his grasp, delicate enough that his cock twitches in response, swelling thicker in his pants as he pictures burying it deep inside you—feeling your tight heat squeeze around his length while you sob from the stretch. But he holds back—savoring the slow torment—determined to make you beg before he gives you more.

★ “Ride it,” he commands softly, his thumb pressing firmly into your hipbone, the pressure bordering on bruising as it urges you to move. “Show me how badly you need this,”

★ Your breath hitches, a flush of shame burning your cheeks even as fresh slickness floods your core, easing the way for more friction. His tone—deep, authoritative—strips away any hesitation. You rock your hips tentatively at first, dragging your aching folds along his thigh in short, experimental strokes.

★ The fabric of your pants chafes lightly against your sensitive skin, growing sodden and heavy with each pass, the wetness seeping through to darken the material on his leg too. He doesn’t thrust or grind back, content to let you work for it, but his leg flexes beneath you now, his quad hardening into a rigid bar that presses up into your core. It hits your clit dead on with every downward roll of your hips, sending jolts of pleasure/pain that make your toes curl in your boots.

★ Your hands clutch his shoulders tighter, one side free to scrape your nails over his bronze skin while the other hand rested on the armored plate, you speed up, humping against him with desperate rhythm. Whines pour from your throat now, high pitched and fractured, each one vibrating through your chest as your pussy clenches rhythmically, empty and craving.

★ ‘So sensitive,’ Geras thinks, a surge of dark pleasure tightening his gut. ‘Drenched already, humping my leg like an animal in heat. They’d clench so perfectly on my cock—milking every inch while I pound into them until they break.’ The fantasy fuels his arousal, his shaft pulsing fully hard now, the head leaking to dampen his own pants. He shifts minutely, letting the hardness brush against your knee, a tease of what’s to come.

★ “That’s it,” he growls, his free hand sliding down to grip your ass cheek, fingers sinking into the soft flesh and yanking you forward with more force. He kneads the muscle there, spreading you slightly to increase the contact, pulling you harder against his thigh until your clit grinds in tight circles. “Fuck yourself on me..”

★ You obey without thought, hips snapping faster, the wet glide turning rhythmic and loud in the hushed temple. Your training pants are plastered to you, outlining every swollen curve of your pussy, the fabric translucent where your arousal has soaked through completely.

★ Each bounce jars your body, your chest heaving with the motion, nipples peaking painfully against your top. The pressure coils low in your belly, a hot tension that makes your thighs quake and your vision blur at the edges. You whine louder, forehead dropping to his collarbone, inhaling the earthy scent of his skin mixed with the musk of your own excitement. “Geras—it’s—ah—too much—please—!”

★ “Not nearly enough,” he counters, punctuating the words with another sharp bounce of his leg. The upward thrust rams his muscle against your entrance, mimicking a shallow fuck that has your walls spasming.

★ His cock throbs insistently, standing out against the confines of his pants, but he denies himself, fixated on your descent into desperation. Your emotions tangle—mortification at the pathetic sounds you’re making, undercut by the intoxicating thrill of his dominance, the way he owns every shudder wrung from your body.

★ He leans closer, his breath scorching your ear, lips brushing the shell. “You’re ruining my pants, filthy little thing,” he sounds restrained—barely— “So much slick from just my thigh. Think how you’d flood me when I shove my cock inside,”

★ The crude promise shatters your restraint. Your orgasm rips through you without warning, pussy convulsing in sharp waves that gush more wetness over his leg. You cry out, back arching as ecstasy pulses from your clit outward, thighs clamping around his as tremors rack your frame. He doesn’t relent, thigh flexing steadily to prolong the peaks, drawing out every flutter until you’re limp and sobbing softly against him.

★ As the aftershocks fade, you slump fully into his chest, panting raggedly, skin slick with sweat. Geras strokes your back in slow, possessive sweeps, the touch surprisingly tender amid the lingering heat.

★ When the others return, you’re still there. Still on his lap. Still wrapped in arms that could break you but won’t. Before finally he sets you back down, “be good, don’t relay our private moments and I’ll reward you.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead, waving you off to sit back in your usual meditation spot. You did so, with buckling knees.