Just thought I'd get this out there, I've started writing in a secret note app on my phone about things I want to happen or come into existence and truely belive that when I write this stuff it comes true if anyone has any ideas or comments please let me know no hate or Diss thanks enjoy♡
MY SUBCONSCIOUS
Priority high
I'm aligned with my subconscious and working together it's helping me do everything and putting it all together for me at an expert level and sorting things out if they happen or making sure they don't happen and it's looking after me like it's showing care I'm in control of my subconscious being able to truely manifest and my thoughts about what im doing is spot on and in control and my thoughts and my head and my body and my mind is all being expertly helped and sorted by my subconscious it's actively helping me and working towards a successfull outcome and it's safe from anyone else interfering or changing it or putting bad thoughts into it or creating it to be an invisionment and it's working fully and using all of itself to achieve anything is possible and things are working always state of being and anything I could ever dream of or belive is becoming a reality for me and I'm in control of my dream and reality and it's not a mess and it's the best time and no one hates it everyone is sorted that needs to be and if I end up being the world properly again my subconscious will fully support me to be the best it can be and keep everyone happy and myself happy and entertained by the absolute weird skill of the world happening around me
SMOKING A PIPE
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when I smoke the pipe I smoke it properly all the way so it's the most effective and what the ice does is it's going to make me smarter thinking faster thinking more creative things will come to me naturally magic will happen because of it it will make me process things faster problems solve really easy fix things with ease upgrade me and all my things I have and do it alot so it's really strong it will be in my system and activate the ice cells in me making the ice become more than it was and really feeling it in my system and getting me up and stimulation my central nervous system properly
MY ALIVE AND ALL ABOUT IT
priority high
I'm alive. there's no doubt about that and I'm fixed from any injury I thought I had or was shown and my alive is stronger than ever and holding me up and continuously going and supporting me and keeping me safe and not scared I'm also not feeling any dead or attached to anything that's going to make me feel otherwise me being alive is important and it's kept safe and will survive anything humanly possible and extraordinary possible it's also smarter than it ever was and will survive and keep up and safe and hidden and will help me do everything I need to like eating walking standing doing all done properly and it can also upgrade/supe up to save itself or me and it's the power and effort of something out of this world and the smartness of it is with out a doubt the best it can be and it's not anyone else or any invisionments and it's the same as myself and the self of me that will never change and my heart is in the correct and safe place and never leaves me and stays strong and alive and doesn't run out or stop ever and can do anything that is physical possible to succeed and does
MY NOTES
priority high
no one can change them they are permanent and can't get effected by anything and they are all legit like how I got them and it is always legit
and it's not effected by my thoughts or blocked by any of limitations i might have it will just happen that's it real life and in the flesh and through and can't be changed
MY SHADOW
priority high
my shadow weighs a ton it's by my side protecting me with expert skills and expertise and the absolute knowing and will power that it has and the old edit still kicks around too but my shadow is sacred and has ultra power powerfully enough to tip a cow to make someone go boo to restore me back to health and protect me from anything and it has complete control of its power and it's always full and if it gets used it fill up instantly the shadow is fast faster than normal and can use skills like that that is has to help me or supe me up or get me out of a trouble and my shadow never loses it has the best win there ever was invented in the intiety of the all and everything and has complete understanding and and can fully understand his power that never leaves him and he becomes one with it and it's not anyone or an invisionment and is the best protector from anything and the best helper that ever existed
so for starters I fix myself from all my injury or connectivity to the rinse and fix up from any of it just remove it or change it to not show (to help me know I'm rinsed kind of thing easy to handle) once that's all fixed and I'm alright to become alive again I imagine myself be able to and actually doing it is supping up or fixing up from this and completing a process to get me alive again aswell as me doing things to do that as well like my head and heart and mind and soul I do this restore all my stuff that's important all the way back to full health and myself still everything there is about me that would of got affected and begin to beat and feel my love heart/ heart same thing you know what j mean not a secondary heart or somthing like that working again instead of being told not to beat or something random like that because I'm not actually dead I just have to seem like I am that's also part of the process helping me understand the rinse or not through convincing and then to get my subconscious trained into getting alive and up easily through trying again and again different things still making sure my hearts beating and is working telling myself I'm alright this whole time then checking inside myself for anyways to help be smart and correct and on point with this process and I start by getting up and noticing a feeling of my head like it's rinsed from the injury and I tank it by getting that stuff that can sorted then after I do that and feel my heart get up then move on to going into a process like you come alive and feel like you have woken up from a nightmare remember it's important to not feel like you've woken up as someone else or you might not be yourself and once that process goes through I had a bit of scarcitues like I remember like my alive has been sleeping this whole time and it's been unaware of anything apart from when I was scared and pretend rinsed off and now it's like it's straight back to that so that's when you know you've come alive again but a different approach now to just calm down from that even if you have to fake rinse again little bit cause there someone else almost feelingvlike they are scared and shit not ment to be real and now I'm alive just need to get up/do that process again alot smoother and wake up from the moment where ij now since my heart/alive isn't in sleep mode anymore and is learning and defending and preparing naturally so I just get my self into a process started (when this process happens your heart fixes up your body and all your stuff and emotions and essence and aliveness about you that's missing fix up and is there again and so much more like a good feeling and you feel fixed and alive) by feeling alive breathing safe heart beating head thinking emotions high and lifforce lifeforcing and completer the whole process but in a much nicer way and can feel things again like the first time I tried the process but it's alot safer and I start to control my heart and my head and thoughts fix up and my body isn't weak or uncoordinated or heavy or disconnected and I'm not loose or too tight but I'm just right as what j need to be to be fixed alive save and stay alive and up just like that.
BECOMING ALIVE AGAIN FROM BEING MADE TO BELIVE I WAS DEAD
priority high
so for starters I fix myself from all my injury or connectivity to the rinse and fix up from any of it just remove it or change it to not show (to help me know I'm rinsed kind of thing easy to handle) once that's all fixed and I'm alright to become alive again I imagine myself be able to and actually doing it is supping up or fixing up from this and completing a process to get me alive again aswell as me doing things to do that as well like my head and heart and mind and soul I do this restore all my stuff that's important all the way back to full health and myself still everything there is about me that would of got affected and begin to beat and feel my love heart/ heart same thing you know what j mean not a secondary heart or somthing like that working again instead of being told not to beat or something random like that because I'm not actually dead I just have to seem like I am that's also part of the process helping me understand the rinse or not through convincing and then to get my subconscious trained into getting alive and up easily through trying again and again different things still making sure my hearts beating and is working telling myself I'm alright this whole time then checking inside myself for anyways to help be smart and correct and on point with this process and I start by getting up and noticing a feeling of my head like it's rinsed from the injury and I tank it by getting that stuff that can sorted then after I do that and feel my heart get up then move on to going into a process like you come alive and feel like you have woken up from a nightmare remember it's important to not feel like you've woken up as someone else or you might not be yourself and once that process goes through I had a bit of scarcitues like I remember like my alive has been sleeping this whole time and it's been unaware of anything apart from when I was scared and pretend rinsed off and now it's like it's straight back to that so that's when you know you've come alive again but a different approach now to just calm down from that even if you have to fake rinse again little bit cause there someone else almost feelingvlike they are scared and shit not ment to be real and now I'm alive just need to get up/do that process again alot smoother and wake up from the moment where ij now since my heart/alive isn't in sleep mode anymore and is learning and defending and preparing naturally so I just get my self into a process started (when this process happens your heart fixes up your body and all your stuff and emotions and essence and aliveness about you that's missing fix up and is there again and so much more like a good feeling and you feel fixed and alive) by feeling alive breathing safe heart beating head thinking emotions high and lifforce lifeforcing and completer the whole process but in a much nicer way and can feel things again like the first time I tried the process but it's alot safer and I start to control my heart and my head and thoughts fix up and my body isn't weak or uncoordinated or heavy or disconnected and I'm not loose or too tight but I'm just right as what j need to be to be fixed alive save and stay alive and up just like that.
MY SIZE SHAPE AND SPOT
priority high
my size is small that I'm use to without changing my shape too much and away from anything effecting me my shape is fixed with something like the new thing i put there that shape where I am and spot where I can see myself always but it's hidden from anyone doing anything to me or looking at me or changing me and I'm fixed like my face is skinny/small when I see it but it's in control not losing the big and I'm like how my hands where like smaller and bone like
Umm, please leave feedback!! this is the one that I want to get officially published. Loosely based off of Momentary peace, but super different and original I would say. Enjoy??
In this world where people are told they can do anything if they just apply themselves, a man in a wheelchair tries to learn how to walk again, and to sleep without jolting awake from nightmares about a crime he committed under pressure many years ago.
In a day and age where sane and careful decisions are praised, the same man’s teen sister spends the last trimester of her pregnancy in an asylum, scared of her own thoughts.
Her twin who is nonverbal and autistic, is sealed away from speech, but is so bright, and unfortunately misunderstood.
A teenage boy tries to leave his gang for a better life. A woman who was blackmailed into sex work tries to save the newest and youngest recruit. A girl with Dissociative Identity Disorder falls in love with an equally traumatized young man, and learns that she is pregnant with a baby she doesn’t remember conceiving.
The man in the wheelchair mentioned before, falls in love with his greatest enemy, a man that loves him, but is scared to hold his hand in public; a man with great weaknesses and strength and plenty to deal with on his own.
Somehow in one city, all these individuals live and struggle and find themselves connecting in ways they don’t expect.
They all just want their tiny little family to survive, and prosper if they are foolish enough to aim that high.
We as people are programmed to be straight, able bodied, wise and put together. It is expected of us to be law abiding, to be perfect and whole. Flawless.
For the people who aren’t flawless and never ever will be, this book is for you
I need to rant Lulu. :( People spam my fanfics saying "please update soon. update soon. part two! part two?" From now on I will ignore them. My freind, you did not reblog, you did not leave a nice comment. You only demand more. People never learn on Tumblr.
It's okay. You can rant in my inbox. 😁
I feel ya, hun. Every writer complains about this kind of behavior.
It's fine to ask if there will be a second part or an update. If you love the story so much to ask for more/or an update, reblog it as a way to show love.
If you don't want to reblog on your main blog, you can always create a side blog for reblogs only.
Or, just leave a nice comment (how about ten emojis if you don't find the right words) and then, ask for more.
I’m not going to lie lovelies, I’m pretty discouraged, I used to post a fic and get anywhere between 40-90 likes on it, the lower number being on Bi-Han solo fics and the higher number on fics that include Kuai Liang too. After receiving only two likes on this the first time I posted it I’m posting it again, this time with a Kuai Liang version too. Just an FYI the versions are identical except for the name, so if Kuai Liang seems OOC AF it’s because it was originally written as Bi-Han. I’m hoping that maybe you guys will show some interest in it now, if not I’m probably going to just stop posting things I write over here, if I do write more it will most likely end up on AO3 exclusively. I’m not trying to come off as overdramatic or needy, but if there’s no interest here anymore, then there’s just no interest here anymore and I don’t need to make myself feel like shit constantly because there’s no one to like things on Tumblr anymore. So, I’m genuinely asking you lovelies to like, comment, reblog, give me some sort of feedback (positive or negative is fine, I just want to know your honest thoughts on it).
Alright so here we go. My new style OG Sub-Zero (Bi-Han) x F!Reader and/or Sub-Zero (Kuai Liang) x F!Reader a little background on it, it’s set about 4 years before the first Mortal Kombat tournament takes place so Bi-Han is around 28 in it and Kuai Liang is about 25.It’s not explicitly stated though so if you like sexy, older bearded Kuai Liang better then is sexy, older bearded Kuai Liang. It’s flexible. You (the reader) have recently moved to China (because ya know the Sub-Zero Brothers are CHINESE contrary to idiotic Adam Driver opinion) to teach English, as fate would have it the company sends you to the remote village at the base of the Lin Kuei temple. I might do a first encounter story at some point but this particular story is set about 6-7 months after meeting the cryomancer. You only know him as Sub-Zero, but don’t know he’s Lin Kuei, or what the Lin Kuei is, you know he’s cold but don’t know why he’s cold, he likes keeping you in the dark. The relationship has been totally casual up until this point, but things start to get a little more serious as Sub-Zero decides it’s time to take your relationship to the next level.
Kuai Liang Version:
You lean back in your chair, stretching your stiff arms above your head as you let out a triumphant sigh. You had just finished up grading the small mountain of tests that laid neatly stacked in the corner of your desk. The week always seemed to last a little longer when you had to grade tests, you didn’t really like giving written exams in the first place, they seem impractical to you. It was more important to you that the kids could speak the language properly rather than be able to diagram a sentence, who the hell needs to know how to diagram a sentence, you think to yourself shaking your head in annoyance. You had moved to China about ten months ago after graduating college, you hadn’t planned on being an English teacher, but you quickly jumped on the opportunity as it meant an escape from your miserable home life. The company that hired you did warn you it would be in a rural area, but conveniently left out the fact that you would be in the absolute middle of nowhere. Surrounded by a sea of endless clouds, rugged snowcapped pillars of stone that were unlike anything you had ever seen and a tiny village nestled at the base of said mountains with a slow, steady river running through it that they claimed was still in Hunan Province.
When you first arrived, you were pretty sure you had stepped back in time, the beautiful little town looked like it was from the Ming Dynasty, it was like living out a childhood fantasy. Adjusting to life here had been difficult at first, you didn’t miss your life back in America but at the same time you didn’t speak a word of Chinese, you didn’t know a single person aside from the school’s principal and you were most certainly the first foreigner most of the village folks had ever laid eyes on which made navigating your new life a challenge to say the least. You gradually made friends with the other teachers and learned a few simple phrases to get by, but with the language barrier is was difficult and often times lonely, or it was until he showed up. There was one person you met about six or seven months ago that had turned your life upside down even more so than moving half-way across the world ever could, someone who made your cheeks feel hot just thinking about him. You smile to yourself as you think about him before hastily clipping all the tests together and dropping them into your filing cabinet as you grab your belongings and head for the door looking forward to spending the weekend relaxing.
You make your way home from work, along the bustling stone streets, exhausted from your long week of trying to teach energetic, Chinese pre-teens English. You love your job now, and the kids are terrific most of the time, a couple of the boys still like to tease you every now and then but it had its down sides too like the long hours and tedious, repetitive grading. You slump against the railing of the rickety wooden stairway leading up the hill to your small, quaint home overlooking the gorgeous river flowing through town. From the outside it appeared ancient and picturesque, matching the landscape of the unchanged little village but the inside was updated enough that you never missed the modern comforts of your forgotten life in America. You heave a long sigh before trudging up the precarious steps, “I’ve been here nearly a year you’d think I’d be used to these by now,” you grumble to yourself before unlocking the door. You are greeted with a wall of cold as you step inside, and all your fatigue seems to melt away as a delicious shiver runs through your body. He’s here, you bite your lip as you feel your heart begin to race.
Cold lips steal your breath away before you’re even able to get your shoes off as even colder hands grip your hair roughly. You part your lips as a startled little whimper escapes you before being swallowed by the cryomancer’s demanding lips. You can’t help but shiver and whine loudly as his cold tongue plunges into your warm mouth and his tall, muscular frame cages your small body against the front door. You stand on your tiptoes as your fingers claw and scratch at the shorn hair of his undercut before tangling themselves in the short ebony locks on top. There are never any slow, gentle kisses like the ones you’ve seen in movies with Sub-Zero, it was always all encompassing and all consuming. You feel like you’re drowning in an ice-cold sea as his incessant tongue twists and curls around your own. You gasp in slight pain and you feel the familiar heat of arousal pooling between your thighs as his sharp teeth tug your lower lip open in his haste.
The groan he lets out when the coppery liquid hits his tongue makes your stomach tighten in the most delicious way possible. He had been gone for a few days now, off on another one of his “business trips” as he liked to call them. It was evident he had missed you from his obvious erection grinding against your clothed core. You weren’t exactly sure what he did for a living, he was very secretive and evasive about it. You had heard whispers from your coworkers and the villagers about him. Accusations anywhere from him being a member of the notorious Triads to something more ancient, more deadly, something the locals refused to talk about freely. You don’t know much Chinese yet, but you knew enough to piece together the words “forest” and “ghost”, but it means nothing to you. You tended to favor the thoughts about Sub-Zero being involved with the Triads mainly because he refused to tell you his actual name. He always said things like it was for your own good or if he told you he’d have to kill you which you were sure he was just joking about.
None of it really bothered you that much you didn’t really care; things hadn’t been serious enough for you to worry about it. Not until recently at least, things were supposed to be casual, no strings attached, just good sex whenever he graced you with his presence. You fucked up and caught feelings though and found yourself falling hard for the cryomancer. It wasn’t entirely your fault though, he was the only man you had ever been with, ever kissed, you weren’t exactly noticed back in the states, it was practically inevitable that you would fall for him. The way he makes you feel, wanted and worthwhile was too intoxicating to resist, being with him just felt right. You aren’t stupid enough to ruin a good thing though, so you play along, you don’t pester him for his name, you don’t ask him to stay the night when you know he won’t and you certainly haven’t told him how you feel. You shiver as his teeth graze your neck brining you back to the present and he yanks your pants and panties down in one fluid motion before hoisting you up against the door easily. Whatever he was or wasn’t, he was strong.
You feel your cheeks flush as you’re suddenly eye to eye with him, bared before his icy gaze, you tremble in anticipation as he licks his lips. He smirks, that cold, confident expression causing your hips to jerk involuntarily as he pulls his massive, dripping cock from the confines of his pants. You cry out as you feel the soft head of his cock rubbing teasingly along your dripping slit smearing pre-cum all over your glistening folds. He flashes his teeth again as his length sinks into your quivering, hot cunt in one swift movement, causing your breath to hitch as you feel his cock stretching you open, and you revel in the addictive discomfort. “S-Sub-Zero,” you start, eyes widening in realization. You try and continue but you’re so torn between the delicious sensation of the cryomancer’s dick filling your tight hole so completely and the burn and discomfort of him entering you so roughly the words escape you momentarily.
He grunts in response as he buries himself deeper in your delicious heat, clearly not interested in your protesting, “fuck, how are you always so tight?” Sub-Zero mutters before silencing your protests with a quick, sloppy kiss before pulling away to curse softly again.
You moan as you feel him filling you to the brim, stretching you to your limit as you’re so full you feel like you can barely breathe, you let out a shaky cry as you try and relax and adjust to the intrusion. “C-condom,” you manage to croak out, “you-you forgot.” You squeeze experimentally around his thick cock despite your dismay, immediately aware of how much colder his cock feels without the thin layer of latex to protect you. Your cheeks flush immediately as you’re suddenly very much aware of each twitch and every little pulse of the cryomancer’s long, thick cock as he works it deeper inside your dripping canal.
He growls as he holds himself deeply inside you, relishing in the intoxicating tightness your fluttering walls provide as your pussy enrobes his dick almost entirely. “You’re mine,” he states, upper lip curling into a slight snarl as the words make you tighten painfully around his length.
The words make your head swim with pride and pleasure. “Yes,” is all you can manage to whimper out as your fingernails bite into his muscular back as he pulls out only to slam himself inside you making you shout with delight. There’s a slight twinge of pain as your body adjusts to the harsh action, but you barely notice due to the delicious pleasure and satisfaction you feel being filled so completely by his cold length.
“It wasn’t a question,” the cryomancer counters as he begins to fuck you, his slow but deep, controlled thrusts opening you up and making your toes curl. “You belong to me, and it’s about time you realize that I can fuck you however I want, whenever I want,” his teeth nip and bite at your tender neck as his cold cock brushes against your sweet spot with practiced precision from each nudge of his hips. He thrusts into you patiently, with deep slow strokes driving you crazy as he pulls out entirely, only to press his thick cock all the way into your velveteen heat once more.
Your back arches against the door as you rock your hips in time with Sub-Zero’s teasing thrusts. He shifts slightly to pin your arms above your head and bends his knees slightly to thrust up into your wet heat, driving his cock even deeper inside you. “F-fuck,” you sigh shakily, your exhalation hanging in front of you in a condensed puff brought on by the cold rolling off the cryomancer’s body. You bite your lip as you feel every inch of his cock sliding in and out of your body at a lazy, maddening pace. Despite the aggressive kiss this encounter began with it was clear that Sub-Zero had calculated and complete control over the situation. You can’t help but whimper softly as he continues to thrust slowly, driving himself harder inside of you with each stroke as your walls hug and squeeze his cock.
His arrogant expression only grows as your eyes squeeze close and your pussy flutters around his throbbing cock. He gives you no warning before switching up the pace to start pounding into your dripping cunt. “Look at what a mess you are y/n,” he pauses to lick a cold stripe along your exposed neck, “getting so worked up over me stating a simple fact.” The cold tip of his tongue sends shivers down your spine as it traces along the shell of your ear as his voice drops to a low, throaty whisper, “or maybe you can’t wait for me to use your tight little hole however I want and fill you to the brim with my seed.” The cryomancer doesn’t miss a beat, each word falling from his cold lips punctuated by sharp thrusts focused entirely on your sweet spot.
The words hit you like a punch to your gut and your flush bright red and let out a pitiful whine as an embarrassing amount of moisture gushes from your already sopping cunt as your unexpected orgasm crashes through your body. You thrash and tremble in his hold as stars dance before your eyes, unable to silence your quiet cries as each thrust prolongs your pleasure. “Sub-Sub-Zero please,” you pant weakly as your cunt flutters and quivers around his cock and you find yourself desperate for him to make good on his word.
“Oh?” he raises an eyebrow at your sudden orgasm before letting out a low chuckle. “What am I going to do with you? I haven’t even finished yet and already you’ve made such a mess of yourself creaming all over my pants like that,” he groans as he fucks you through your release, your want soaking through his pants as you watch him force his cock in and out of your sloppy hole. The cryomancer grips your hip tighter, continuing to piston his thick cock inside your unforgiving cunt, his icy eyes practically glowing in the dimly lit entry way.
Your back bows as you grit your teeth in delicious discomfort as his dick pounds into your cervix, rearranging your insides to make room for his enormous length. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you shout loudly while the cryomancer slams into you, his thrusts quickly becoming brutal and animalistic. You finally wrap your legs tightly around his waist to have something to hold onto. Your arms begin to burn from his icy hold, but it only adds to your pleasure, “fill me up,” you whisper not entirely aware of what you’re begging for.
“Hm? What was that?” Sub-Zero flashes you a cock-sure grin as he fucks you hard enough to make your ass smack loudly against the door.
Heat floods your face and despite the proximity of his glacial body you feel feverish and overheated. You’re so close to cumming again you aren’t even sure what you’re saying as the words leave your lips in a jumbled mess, “please Sub-Zero, cum inside me. Mark me as your own. I-I need it! I need to feel your cum filling me up! Oh fuck! Nng! Please!” You squeal, hips thrashing wildly in his ironclad grip, as you feel that delicious heat pooling in your stomach about to bubble over as each powerful thrust of the cryomancer’s hips brings you closer and closer to completion.
The cryomancer smiles cruelly as he stops thrusting entirely, just leaving his icy cock buried in your throbbing heat. The hand binding your wrists weaves its way into your hair as he pulls it sharply. “Keep this up and I might let you bare my heir,” he hums the words temptingly as his punishing thrusts resume. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” his ethereal blue eyes narrow as his cold fingertips trail lightly over your flat stomach as if to accentuate the question.
Your mind races at his words, as foolish and naïve as it sounds you had never even considered the possibility of the cryomancer knocking you up. He had always used a condom in the past, but the feeling of skin on skin magnified the sensation of his cold, velvety cock invading every inch of your pussy. The idea of him cumming raw inside your unprotected pussy made your brain short-circuit. On some baser, primal level you wanted nothing more than to be used by him, reduced to nothing more than a tool for his pleasure. You hair strains against his grip as you try to thrash your head side to side, suddenly so eager to agree to whatever he wants in the heat of the moment, needing to give him anything and everything he desired. “Ah! Sub-Zero! Please! Mark me, claim me! I need to feel you cum inside me” you beg and plead with the cryomancer as your heels dig into his back as if you were strong enough to keep him buried in your fluttering cunt if he didn’t want it.
His deep voice rumbles your name as he bites down on your ear lobe, bucking up into your velvety pussy harder, more frantically than before, reading the telltale signs of your body. He bares his teeth at you as you clamp down around his thick length, “Kuai Liang,” he growls, his thrusts seem labored now. Your cunt is so wet, Sub-Zero has to struggle to keep his length inside your squirming body, but it was a problem he was more than happy to have.
You blink back tears as he edges you closer and closer to your orgasm and you try and process what he just said, “what?”
“My name” he groans fucking into you deeply, his balls drawn up tightly as frost creeps along your hip and his rhythm starts to falter. “You belong to me; I want to hear you scream my name as I shoot my icy load into your hot little cunt.”
Your breath catches momentarily in your throat as your hips roll and buck in time with his thrusts. “Kuai Liang,” you whisper feeling positively giddy at the new revelation as your thighs tremble and quiver with your impending orgasm. You squeeze your eyes shut tightly as the first jolt of pleasure races up your spine. “K-Kuai Liang!” you shriek hoarsely as the cryomancer’s cock slams into your sweet spot a few more times as you tumble hard over the edge. You can see your breath hanging in the cold air as you sob his name over and over as pleasure wracks your body. Your legs tremble and jerk as your orgasm tears through your body, the intensity of it forcing you to squeeze your eyes close tightly as your small body continues to thrash against the cryomancer’s large toned one.
“You like how that feels huh? Can’t get enough of having my bare cock stuffed in your tight little hole, ready to burst. Tch. Shit, I’m going to pump you so full of my cum your pussy will be overflowing with my cock still inside it,” he grits out as his hips finally still and he forces his cock painfully inside the deepest recesses of your cunt as pumps his icy load inside your unprotected womb trying to keep his guttural growl contained. “G-good girl,” he practically purrs against your ear as his cock floods your waiting pussy with spurt after spurt of thick, sticky, freezing cold cum.
You moan loud and long as you feel the thick pulses of icy cum painting your insides white. You can’t help but dig your nails frantically into his perfectly bulging biceps, needing to ground yourself as your pussy convulses around his length. The sensation of Kuai Liang cumming deep inside your trembling, over sensitive pussy, pushes you over the edge one last time. As you cum again you scream his name so loudly, you’re sure the neighbors hear your cries as your cunt tenses and your silky walls grip and massage his still twitching cock. Tears of relief stream down your face as your tight walls clamp down on his cock, determined to keep him inside you as you rock shamelessly against him a moment or two before you find yourself overwhelmed with the force of your third orgasm. Your vision blurs as jolt after jolt of pleasure shoots through your body, you can’t breathe as he reduces you to a panting mess. Your body feels boneless as you continue to cling to the cryomancer to keep yourself from blacking out entirely. You shake from exertion and the all-consuming cold as your greedy pussy milks every drop of cum from the cryomancer’s spent cock. You’re left shivering, with your teeth chattering as you feel frozen from the inside out, but the cold is as addicting as it is comforting. You crave more of it as your head lulls forward with content exhaustion, falling on the cryomancer’s shoulder as his unyielding grip on your hair finally relaxes.
He grins at you, looking entirely satisfied, messy hair falling into his handsome face, “you want me to order something for dinner? You’ll need to keep your strength up for round two.”
You smile at him softly as he eases out of your aching pussy his gaze predatory and possessive as you pussy can’t contain the amount of cum the cryomancer has filled it with, He watches intently as his release trickles down your thigh as his cold, strong arms steady you. “Yeah, delivery sounds perfect, I don’t think I can walk to the night market after that, Kuai Liang,” you lower your eyes shyly, still trying to get used to his name.
“I like the way my name sounds coming from your lips,” he smirks, running his thumb over your lower lip before easily hefting you over his shoulder and carrying you inside your home.
Original Bi-Han Version:
You lean back in your chair, stretching your stiff arms above your head as you let out a triumphant sigh. You had just finished up grading the small mountain of tests that laid neatly stacked in the corner of your desk. The week always seemed to last a little longer when you had to grade tests, you didn’t really like giving written exams in the first place, they seem impractical to you. It was more important to you that the kids could speak the language properly rather than be able to diagram a sentence, who the hell needs to know how to diagram a sentence, you think to yourself shaking your head in annoyance. You had moved to China about ten months ago after graduating college, you hadn’t planned on being an English teacher, but you quickly jumped on the opportunity as it meant an escape from your miserable home life. The company that hired you did warn you it would be in a rural area, but conveniently left out the fact that you would be in the absolute middle of nowhere. Surrounded by a sea of endless clouds, rugged snowcapped pillars of stone that were unlike anything you had ever seen and a tiny village nestled at the base of said mountains with a slow, steady river running through it that they claimed was still in Hunan Province.
When you first arrived, you were pretty sure you had stepped back in time, the beautiful little town looked like it was from the Ming Dynasty, it was like living out a childhood fantasy. Adjusting to life here had been difficult at first, you didn’t miss your life back in America but at the same time you didn’t speak a word of Chinese, you didn’t know a single person aside from the school’s principal and you were most certainly the first foreigner most of the village folks had ever laid eyes on which made navigating your new life a challenge to say the least. You gradually made friends with the other teachers and learned a few simple phrases to get by, but with the language barrier is was difficult and often times lonely, or it was until he showed up. There was one person you met about six or seven months ago that had turned your life upside down even more so than moving half-way across the world ever could, someone who made your cheeks feel hot just thinking about him. You smile to yourself as you think about him before hastily clipping all the tests together and dropping them into your filing cabinet as you grab your belongings and head for the door looking forward to spending the weekend relaxing.
You make your way home from work, along the bustling stone streets, exhausted from your long week of trying to teach energetic, Chinese pre-teens English. You love your job now, and the kids are terrific most of the time, a couple of the boys still like to tease you every now and then but it had its down sides too like the long hours and tedious, repetitive grading. You slump against the railing of the rickety wooden stairway leading up the hill to your small, quaint home overlooking the gorgeous river flowing through town. From the outside it appeared ancient and picturesque, matching the landscape of the unchanged little village but the inside was updated enough that you never missed the modern comforts of your forgotten life in America. You heave a long sigh before trudging up the precarious steps, “I’ve been here nearly a year you’d think I’d be used to these by now,” you grumble to yourself before unlocking the door. You are greeted with a wall of cold as you step inside, and all your fatigue seems to melt away as a delicious shiver runs through your body. He’s here, you bite your lip as you feel your heart begin to race.
Cold lips steal your breath away before you’re even able to get your shoes off as even colder hands grip your hair roughly. You part your lips as a startled little whimper escapes you before being swallowed by the cryomancer’s demanding lips. You can’t help but shiver and whine loudly as his cold tongue plunges into your warm mouth and his tall, muscular frame cages your small body against the front door. You stand on your tiptoes as your fingers claw and scratch at the shorn hair of his undercut before tangling themselves in the short ebony locks on top. There are never any slow, gentle kisses like the ones you’ve seen in movies with Sub-Zero, it was always all encompassing and all consuming. You feel like you’re drowning in an ice-cold sea as his incessant tongue twists and curls around your own. You gasp in slight pain and you feel the familiar heat of arousal pooling between your thighs as his sharp teeth tug your lower lip open in his haste.
The groan he lets out when the coppery liquid hits his tongue makes your stomach tighten in the most delicious way possible. He had been gone for a few days now, off on another one of his “business trips” as he liked to call them. It was evident he had missed you from his obvious erection grinding against your clothed core. You weren’t exactly sure what he did for a living, he was very secretive and evasive about it. You had heard whispers from your coworkers and the villagers about him. Accusations anywhere from him being a member of the notorious Triads to something more ancient, more deadly, something the locals refused to talk about freely. You don’t know much Chinese yet, but you knew enough to piece together the words “forest” and “ghost”, but it means nothing to you. You tended to favor the thoughts about Sub-Zero being involved with the Triads mainly because he refused to tell you his actual name. He always said things like it was for your own good or if he told you he’d have to kill you which you were sure he was just joking about.
None of it really bothered you that much you didn’t really care; things hadn’t been serious enough for you to worry about it. Not until recently at least, things were supposed to be casual, no strings attached, just good sex whenever he graced you with his presence. You fucked up and caught feelings though and found yourself falling hard for the cryomancer. It wasn’t entirely your fault though, he was the only man you had ever been with, ever kissed, you weren’t exactly noticed back in the states, it was practically inevitable that you would fall for him. The way he makes you feel, wanted and worthwhile was too intoxicating to resist, being with him just felt right. You aren’t stupid enough to ruin a good thing though, so you play along, you don’t pester him for his name, you don’t ask him to stay the night when you know he won’t and you certainly haven’t told him how you feel. You shiver as his teeth graze your neck bringing you back to the present and he yanks your pants and panties down in one fluid motion before hoisting you up against the door easily. Whatever he was or wasn’t, he was strong.
You feel your cheeks flush as you’re suddenly eye to eye with him, bared before his icy gaze, you tremble in anticipation as he licks his lips. He smirks, that cold, confident expression causing your hips to jerk involuntarily as he pulls his massive, dripping cock from the confines of his pants. You cry out as you feel the soft head of his cock rubbing teasingly along your dripping slit smearing pre-cum all over your glistening folds. He flashes his teeth again as his length sinks into your quivering, hot cunt in one swift movement, causing your breath to hitch as you feel his cock stretching you open, and you revel in the addictive discomfort. “S-Sub-Zero,” you start, eyes widening in realization. You try and continue but you’re so torn between the delicious sensation of the cryomancer’s dick filling your tight hole so completely and the burn and discomfort of him entering you so roughly the words escape you momentarily.
He grunts in response as he buries himself deeper in your delicious heat, clearly not interested in your protesting, “fuck, how are you always so tight?” Sub-Zero mutters before silencing your protests with a quick, sloppy kiss before pulling away to curse softly again.
You moan as you feel him filling you to the brim, stretching you to your limit as you’re so full you feel like you can barely breathe, you let out a shaky cry as you try and relax and adjust to the intrusion. “C-condom,” you manage to croak out, “you-you forgot.” You squeeze experimentally around his thick cock despite your dismay, immediately aware of how much colder his cock feels without the thin layer of latex to protect you. Your cheeks flush immediately as you’re suddenly very much aware of each twitch and every little pulse of the cryomancer’s long, thick cock as he works it deeper inside your dripping canal.
He growls as he holds himself deeply inside you, relishing in the intoxicating tightness your fluttering walls provide as your pussy enrobes his dick almost entirely. “You’re mine,” he states, upper lip curling into a slight snarl as the words make you tighten painfully around his length.
The words make your head swim with pride and pleasure. “Yes,” is all you can manage to whimper out as your fingernails bite into his muscular back as he pulls out only to slam himself inside you making you shout with delight. There’s a slight twinge of pain as your body adjusts to the harsh action, but you barely notice due to the delicious pleasure and satisfaction you feel being filled so completely by his cold length.
“It wasn’t a question,” the cryomancer counters as he begins to fuck you, his slow but deep, controlled thrusts opening you up and making your toes curl. “You belong to me, and it’s about time you realize that I can fuck you however I want, whenever I want,” his teeth nip and bite at your tender neck as his cold cock brushes against your sweet spot with practiced precision from each nudge of his hips. He thrusts into you patiently, with deep slow strokes driving you crazy as he pulls out entirely, only to press his thick cock all the way into your velveteen heat once more.
Your back arches against the door as you rock your hips in time with Sub-Zero’s teasing thrusts. He shifts slightly to pin your arms above your head and bends his knees deeply to thrust up into your wet heat, driving his cock even deeper inside you. “F-fuck,” you sigh shakily, your exhalation hanging in front of you in a condensed puff brought on by the cold rolling off the cryomancer’s body. You bite your lip as you feel every inch of his cock sliding in and out of your body at a lazy, maddening pace. Despite the aggressive kiss this encounter began with it was clear that Sub-Zero had calculated and complete control over the situation. You can’t help but whimper softly as he continues to thrust slowly, driving himself harder inside of you with each stroke as your walls hug and squeeze his cock.
His arrogant expression only grows as your eyes squeeze close and your pussy flutters around his throbbing cock. He gives you no warning before switching up the pace to start pounding into your dripping cunt. “Look at what a mess you are y/n,” he pauses to lick a cold stripe along your exposed neck, “getting so worked up over me stating a simple fact.” The cold tip of his tongue sends shivers down your spine as it traces along the shell of your ear as his voice drops to a low, throaty whisper, “or maybe you can’t wait for me to use your tight little hole however I want and fill you to the brim with my seed.” The cryomancer doesn’t miss a beat, each word falling from his cold lips punctuated by sharp thrusts focused entirely on your sweet spot.
The words hit you like a punch to your gut and your flush bright red and let out a pitiful whine as an embarrassing amount of moisture gushes from your already sopping cunt as your unexpected orgasm crashes through your body. You thrash and tremble in his hold as stars dance before your eyes, unable to silence your quiet cries as each thrust prolongs your pleasure. “Sub-Sub-Zero please,” you pant weakly as your cunt flutters and quivers around his cock and you find yourself desperate for him to make good on his word.
“Oh?” he raises an eyebrow at your sudden orgasm before letting out a low chuckle. “What am I going to do with you? I haven’t even finished yet and already you’ve made such a mess of yourself creaming all over my pants like that,” he groans as he fucks you through your release, your want soaking through his pants as you watch him force his cock in and out of your sloppy hole. The cryomancer grips your hip tighter, continuing to piston his thick cock inside your unforgiving cunt, his icy eyes practically glowing in the dimly lit entry way.
Your back bows as you grit your teeth in delicious discomfort as his dick pounds into your cervix, rearranging your insides to make room for his enormous length. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you shout loudly while the cryomancer slams into you, his thrusts quickly becoming brutal and animalistic. You finally wrap your legs tightly around his waist to have something to hold onto. Your arms begin to burn from his icy hold, but it only adds to your pleasure, “fill me up,” you whisper not entirely aware of what you’re begging for.
“Hm? What was that?” Sub-Zero flashes you a cock-sure grin as he fucks you hard enough to make your ass smack loudly against the door.
Heat floods your face and despite the proximity of his glacial body you feel feverish and overheated. You’re so close to cumming again you aren’t even sure what you’re saying as the words leave your lips in a jumbled mess, “please Sub-Zero, cum inside me. Mark me as your own. I-I need it! I need to feel your cum filling me up! Oh fuck! Nng! Please!” You squeal, hips thrashing wildly in his ironclad grip, as you feel that delicious heat pooling in your stomach about to bubble over as each powerful thrust of the cryomancer’s hips brings you closer and closer to completion.
The cryomancer smiles cruelly as he stops thrusting entirely, just leaving his icy cock buried in your throbbing heat. The hand binding your wrists weaves its way into your hair as he pulls it sharply. “Keep this up and I might let you bare my heir,” he hums the words temptingly as his punishing thrusts resume. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” his ethereal blue eyes narrow as his cold fingertips trail lightly over your flat stomach as if to accentuate the question.
Your mind races at his words, as foolish and naïve as it sounds you had never even considered the possibility of the cryomancer knocking you up. He had always used a condom in the past, but the feeling of skin on skin magnified the sensation of his cold, velvety cock invading every inch of your pussy. The idea of him cumming raw inside your unprotected pussy made your brain short-circuit. On some baser, primal level you wanted nothing more than to be used by him, reduced to nothing more than a tool for his pleasure. Your hair strains against his grip as you try to thrash your head side to side, suddenly so eager to agree to whatever he wants in the heat of the moment, needing to give him anything and everything he desired. “Ah! Sub-Zero! Please! Mark me, claim me! I need to feel you cum inside me” you beg and plead with the cryomancer as your heels dig into his back as if you were strong enough to keep him buried in your fluttering cunt if he didn’t want it.
His deep voice rumbles your name as he bites down on your ear lobe, bucking up into your velvety pussy harder, more frantically than before, reading the telltale signs of your body. He bares his teeth at you as you clamp down around his thick length, “Bi-Han,” he growls, his thrusts seem labored now. Your cunt is so wet, Sub-Zero has to struggle to keep his length inside your squirming body, but it was a problem he was more than happy to have.
You blink back tears as he edges you closer and closer to your orgasm and you try and process what he just said, “what?”
“My name” he groans fucking into you deeply, his balls drawn up tightly as frost creeps along your hip and his rhythm starts to falter. “You belong to me; I want to hear you scream my name as I shoot my icy load into your hot little cunt.”
Your breath catches momentarily in your throat as your hips roll and buck in time with his thrusts. “Bi-Han,” you whisper feeling positively giddy at the new revelation as your thighs tremble and quiver with your impending orgasm. Your eyes flutter shut as the first jolt of pleasure races up your spine. “B-Bi-Han!” you shriek hoarsely as the cryomancer’s cock slams into your sweet spot a few more times as you tumble hard over the edge. You can see your breath hanging in the cold air as you sob his name over and over as pleasure wracks your body. Your legs tremble and jerk as your orgasm tears through your body, the intensity of it forcing you to squeeze your eyes close tightly as your small body continues to thrash against the cryomancer’s large toned one.
“You like how that feels huh? Can’t get enough of having my bare cock stuffed in your tight little hole, ready to burst. Tch. Tā mā de, I’m going to pump you so full of my cum your pussy will be overflowing with my cock still inside it,” he grits out as his hips finally still and he forces his cock painfully inside the deepest recesses of your cunt as pumps his icy load inside your unprotected womb trying to keep his guttural growl contained. “G-good girl,” he practically purrs against your ear as his cock floods your waiting pussy with spurt after spurt of thick, sticky, freezing cold cum.
You moan loud and long as you feel the thick pulses of icy cum painting your insides white. You can’t help but dig your nails frantically into his perfectly bulging biceps, needing to ground yourself as your pussy convulses around his length. The sensation of Bi-Han cumming deep inside your trembling, over sensitive pussy, pushes you over the edge one last time. As you cum again you scream his name so loudly, you’re sure the neighbors hear your cries as your cunt tenses and your silky walls grip and massage his still twitching cock. Tears of relief stream down your face as your tight walls clamp down on his cock, determined to keep him inside you as you rock shamelessly against him a moment or two before you find yourself overwhelmed with the force of your third orgasm. Your vision blurs as jolt after jolt of pleasure shoots through your body, you can’t breathe as he reduces you to a panting mess. Your body feels boneless as you continue to cling to the cryomancer to keep yourself from blacking out entirely. You shake from exertion and the all-consuming cold as your greedy pussy milks every drop of cum from the cryomancer’s spent cock. You’re left shivering, with your teeth chattering as you feel frozen from the inside out, but the cold is as addicting as it is comforting. You crave more of it as your head lulls forward with content exhaustion, falling on the cryomancer’s shoulder as his unyielding grip on your hair finally relaxes.
He grins at you, looking entirely satisfied, messy hair falling into his handsome face, “you want me to order something for dinner? You’ll need to keep your strength up for round two.”
You smile at him softly as he eases out of your aching pussy his gaze predatory and possessive as you pussy can’t contain the amount of cum the cryomancer has filled it with. He watches intently as his release trickles down your thigh as his cold, strong arms steady you. “Yeah, delivery sounds perfect, I don’t think I can walk to the night market after that, Bi-Han,” you lower your eyes shyly, still trying to get used to his name.
“I like the way my name sounds coming from your lips,” he smirks, running his thumb over your lower lip before easily hefting you over his shoulder and carrying you inside your home.
EO: [quickly stands up and looks down at Estella] "Have you lost your goddamned mind?" *raises his voice, hands flying up towards his own face again, he wipes his hand across his brow bone before his arms come to rest out from his sides - Leo looks at up at him threateningly*"What are you thinking?!" [he stares at her with wild eyes, not knowing what to do with his concern and frustration as they mixed together in a way he had not yet experienced in life]
EM: [frustrated by him shouting at her, she crosses her arms in front of her chest, in a childlike manner; despite how upset she is with Everett and his reaction, she refrains from shouting back at him out of anger] "No, Everett, I have absolutely not. I lost my sister, my best friend, my everything!" *glares at him with red cheeks and glossy eyes* "So, would you like to come with me or not?"
EO: [examining Stella's facial features - she looked as if she was going to burst into tears any moment, but she was determined not to] *sighs softly, lowers his tone* "How could I say no to you?"
