11:03 PM you sit silently on the couch in the studio while MK records his new cover. You both enjoy this quiet and calm time together, but MK suddenly looks at you and blurts out: “I want to record a duet with you. Please say yes.”


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11:03 PM you sit silently on the couch in the studio while MK records his new cover. You both enjoy this quiet and calm time together, but MK suddenly looks at you and blurts out: “I want to record a duet with you. Please say yes.”
I love thinking about dangerous villains/antagonists and they only somft for me type thing.
Cw: Like slight self indulgent blurb ahead but yeah. Also maybe a bit of angst.
This is my fave trope. Big bad,somft heart for beloved.
Like they can be downright dangerous,dark,even brutal to everyone else. Everyone knows who they are,what they are capable of,what they are. And all the shit they do. And some may even fear for your own life sometimes. Tho you don't really have anything to worry about much. Because they don't,wouldn't dare of hurting you.
Like i just imagine shang throwing hands right? A nasty,brutal fight(like all mk fights are but this one is just ooof)
But then sees me get hurt or put in harms way. And immediately 0-100 real quick,goes from focused and angy to absolutely worried and a rarer sight from him,actual fear.
Not that i wasn't handling myself well. It's just shit happens and i just so happen to get in a bad spot during the fight and get overwhelmed.
Maybe an adversary of ours knocking the wind outta me,thus having me collapse or something.
Shang rushing over to me,cradling me in his arms. Talking to me softly that everything will be fine and he'll heal me up right away. Cooing to me with such concern in the softest,sweetest tone you've ever heard from shang tsung,maybe even ever.
Oh but the enemy? Oh they didn't expect shang to care about me so much. But they also don't understand,that you
YOU DON'T MESS WITH SHANG'S GIRL!
He is pissed. Fuming. Never have you seen such brutal fury from this man before.
At least not on this level.
He doesn't care if this drains his soul reserves on him. He doesn't give a damn if by the end of this he turns to dust even.
Nobody,and i mean nobody ever touches what's his. Ever. And lives.
And ladies,gentlemen,and distinguished enbys. That's what i love seeing.
This man would burn all the realms
For you.
Only for you.
Always
For
You.
Shang couldn't ever dare to dream of him losing you. He'd never forgive himself.
He just can't afford to lose the one soul he dare not take. The one soul he genuinely wants to nurture. The one soul that makes his existence a bit less.....lonely. That makes him feel young,alive even. Shang is love should never be taken for granted.
When he loves. HE LOVES HARD AND FOR LIFE OK?!
Like he's the epitome of ride or die when in love.
All he asks is for it in return. Thats not hard to ask for is it?
Like this stuff makes me soooooo soft.
Like i know this was for mostly me. But y'all can imagine yourselves too if you want. :3 ♡
But fr,y'all shang makes me go uwu so much.
Young,old,foxy grandpa,sexy rejuvenated shang. Don't matter.
All shang is good shang. Buuuut ngl i have a biiiig fat liking for tagawa shang/mk 11 shang.
But I'm bias. I admit that.
fluffy mk smut please!!
apologies for the wait :(
the fluffiest of the fluff,, i can see him as the type to focus solely on your pleasure before his own. so he’s gonna spend hours between your thighs and not even worry about having sex to get himself off. he’d whisper little things against your skin as he settled between your legs. he’d softly lick your sensitive areas to test the water. he’d giggle to himself when you let out a choked whine. he wouldn’t be devouring you as if his life depended on it. but instead he’d be the type to make out with your areas. he wanted you to feel good and he wanted to hold out your pleasure. his eyes would lock with yours as you twirled strands of his hair. he’d moan against your sex, completely in love with the way you taste. he’d softly sink his teeth in your thighs to hear you laugh. or he’s tickling the soft skin. he’d begin to kiss along your belly and legs. little praises would leave his lips along with some goofy jokes, mainly about cats. you’d smack him in the head playfully as you tell him now it’s the time to talk about cats. he’d pout telling you that cats are the best things to walk this earth besides you. he’d dive back into your heat, causing you to choke on a moan. he’d tell you how much he loved you as he slipped his fingers into you. you’d be a stuttering mess as you tried to respond. he’d just flash you a smile as he felt you clench around his digits. he’d patiently wait for you to cum for him, just slowly fingering you open as he told stupid jokes. when you did cum, his free hand would rub your thighs as he cooed against your skin. he’d keep his fingers at a slow pace to help you through your orgasm. when you looked at him with a satisfied grin, he’d tell you another stupid joke causing you to smack him in the head again,,
11:49 AM It's your first day as a trainee, so you find yourself wandering around, being quite lost a few times. This time you have found yourself by the individual practice rooms, entranced by a voice. You don't know how long you've been starring at the door, that hides the owner of the voice, but you do know that you want the ground to swallow you the moment a boy opens the door and crashes into you. You whisper out a tiny: "Sorry." But he cuts you off as if he didn't hear you. "Oh, you must be the new trainee. You seem lost, so let me show you around. I'm MK, and your name is?"