#reader x kabal

[euphoricbi]

Mngghsggfffh kabal…🤤

Sorry for so many Kabal requests,..,.,

Can u write Kabal with a very innocent/sensitive reader where he comes home bloodied and they see it? Take ur time !!<3

awwwwee , dw abt too many kabal requests i really enjoy them !!! this was a lil longer than intended and honestly kinda angsty??? but here u go lol

Honestly, your boyfriend could be scary. From the way he would always pick random fights, down to anything he'd do for money alongside his buddy Kano. It didn't make sense to anyone how you even came to fall in love with him, you hated fights.

But nights like these always mattered, they always meant something.

Nights when Kabal came home, dried blood covering nearly every part of his body, as he tossed his blades to the sides causing them to 'clink' on the ground beside you— you were unsure what blood was his. He'd approach you— he stinks, but you didn't care that much— he ripped off his mask, an earlier bleeding nose now dry. He wants to hug you, but he's wary— until you open your arms for him, for him to just jump into you.

He wraps his arms securely around you, mumbling something about 'missin' you' before his head lowers to your chest, hands grabbing at your back— it didn't matter if he was cut, shot, or even dying— he wanted to stick his dick inside of you, it didn't matter where. He groaned into you, using his other hand to squish any part of your breast against his face, before he pulled away—

"Can I kiss you?—"

You blink for a few seconds, deciding between pleasing your boyfriend or having blood on you for the first time— Kabal's hands tap on your hip, "The blood on my face is mine— if that's what yer' worried about." he mumbles, moving a bit closer.

"All of it?— You, you lost a lot of blood—" he sees the way your eyes tear up, probably envisioning what type of fight he got into this time.

His hands go to your face next, carefully placing his lips on yours— hoping, praying, that you don't pull away, that you accept everything that comes with dating him.

You do. You reciprocate the kiss, the taste of blood lingering on your tongue, it tasted like iron, but underneath that you tasted him. Your boyfriend.

He groans for a moment before deepening the kiss, his tongue entering your mouth as he uses his hands to grab onto the couch, nearly tearing the fabric— he always had a hard time relaxing himself.

You pull away from the kiss when he made a sound of pain, your face worried— "Busted my lip." he laughed out, hand pointing to his lip, the wound open. You place your hands on his cheeks, a pout on your lips, "Did you fight with anyone I know?", Kabal blinks a few times before nodding.

"Who?"

"Erron Black—" he says, his voice a bit muffled due to you mushing his cheeks. You sigh for a second, leaning back on the couch, legs spreading to allow your boyfriend to move closer.

"Here, use me. You can take it all out on me." you internally curse yourself for saying that because you know— Kabal will probably overwork you and himself.

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Reader x Kabal- Say Uncle!

I wanted to write a way for the reader and Kabal to be in Liu Kang's new era. When Liu Kang is gathering Kombatants and Titans for the final battle, Liu Kang calls upon Y/n and Kabal. Y/n has a power similar to Raven (teen titans), is also niece to Johnny Cage (daughter of that rotten brother of his :) ). However- your mother was NOT from earthrealm, which Johnny will learn. Post-burn Kabal (but under different circumstances, kind of like how Kenshi was blinded under different circumstances).

Some fluff, some humor.

Warning: swearing, whats new- I cant write without it. Abuse, family member death.

Let us begin-----

You were sleeping comfortably with your husband. You were used to the lull and huff of his respirator throughout the night, his arm lazily draped over your waist.

You lived rather quietly- two former, reformed Black Dragon members. You managed to be able to stay in this last apartment for a while now, although you both know they'd somehow find you again. A brawl, relocation, the same song and dance. You both hoped eventually they would give up. After all, between you and Kabal, you managed to kick enough ass to walk away unscathed each time. If anything, you weren't worth their resources or time, it was all a matter of pride at this point.

Tonight was restless for some reason; you had a feeling something was off. You kept waking up on and off before nodding back. Had they found you again?

You heard whispering in the hallway and an hushed "SHHH!" The moonlight caught a few figures gliding through the hallway. You shifted up immediately.

Kabal did not even stir. For fuck's sake, if there was an intruder- you'd be dead. Well, not really. You could easily hold your own. It was just the principle of it all.

Within seconds you had a knife, formed from your own chaos magic, directly at the leading figure's throat.

"wHOOAH WOOAH. Y/n, its Uncle Johnny!"

"What the fuck are you doing! I could have killed you." You said lowly, "In seconds," The last words containing particular venom. "Also, how did you get in here?!"

Johnny flicked on the lights in the room, then gestured to the hallway. Following behind Johnny was a figure with glowing eyes, causing you to take a step aback. You take a quick look back at your husband, who still hadn't awoken. With an eyeroll, you shoved him awake.

"Shiiwhat..." with a quick glance of the situation, Kabal was up, hookswords in hand.

"Babe, babe...put it down. Its okay," you looked at Johnny, "I think."

The glowing-eyed figure was now in your room. You and Kabal shared a look of confusion before looking back at said figure.

"Forgive the intrusion, that was your uncle's idea. He swore you would be used to his...rudeness. We would not be here if the circumstances were not dire."

You and Kabal raised an eyebrow in unison.

"I am Liu Kang, the God of Fire and the Keeper of Time." You internally gestured for Liu Kang to continue on about what this was all about. Johnny, of course, was looking around the room, completely ignoring the conversation at hand. Typical, you internally muttered.

Liu Kang began to go on a spiel about how the timelines were in danger, which was never an intended outcome of the current timeline which he created, annnnndddd this timeline he created you contemporarily inhabited and it could be destroyed in mere hours.

"We need your help in the coming battle. You and your husband," Liu Kang looked at Kabal, in familiarity almost. Liu Kang gave you a similar look, as though he knew you already knew more than you were letting on. The silence was interrupted by Johnny, of course.

"Husband?! Since when did you marry crispy?"

"Call him that again and I'll have your head, family or not. Second, we eloped. Can't exactly have a ceremony when..." You dropped off. You didn't feel the need to explain your Black Dragon past. Johnny knew anyways, apparent from the sad look that graced his normally cheerful features.

"Also look at this nerdfest." Johnny gestured to you and Kabal's collection of movie posters, figurines, and comic books decorated the room. "You and crispy were definitely made for each other."

Within a second, a black hole appeared underneath Johnny, which with a yelp he fell through. You could feel Kabal's smile under his respirator.

"Where did you send him?" Liu Kang asked with what seemed like a slight smile.

"Oh, just downstairs. I hate our downstairs neighbors, they can have him." As if on cue, you heard a screech from your downstairs neighbors.

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You, Kabal, Liu Kang, and a now dazed Johnny sat at your kitchen table, explaining what the coming battle would ensue.

Johnny stared at you with anger in his eyes, you returning the glare.

"What's wrong with you?" You questioned, annoyed.

"Oh I don't know, my niece consistently cuts me out of her life. I didn't even know she was married, she's a former criminal and-"

Kabal was about to defend you, but you put your hand down in front of him, to gesture that you had this handled.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you mean the Johnny that didn't know me the first half of my life and left me with his abusive, piece of shit brother."

"I-"

"Oh, and where were you when mom died? I was four!"

Johnny sat silently.

"Kabal helped me go figure that out on our own. We ended up in some strange place, like some entirely different realm...which I guess is where mom's from. That's...thats where Kabal got his injuries, and I've never forgiven myself for that." You stammered, "I don't know what the hell that thing was that attacked us..."

Kabal snapped out of what seemed like a disturbing memory, "Hey hey hey-that wasn't your fault." He grabbed your hand and began to rub your knuckles in reassurance.

"So...your mother was involved in all...this business?" Johnny gestured to Liu Kang.

"Yeah. Its why I have powers and you don't." You smirked slyly.

"Its okay, I got the good looks." Johnny put his hand on his chin.

You actually laughed. Sometimes you actually missed interacting with your uncle. He was definitely a character.

Kabal interrupted the tender moment by stating, "We want to help, but if we come out, the Black Dragon might find us again..."

Johnny smirked, "You've got nothing to worry about on the end."

"What do you mean?" you crooked your head in curiosity.

"Why do you think I'm broke?"

"Your acting in Ninja Mime 4, for one..." Kabal snickered.

With a glare at Kabal, "I paid the Black Dragon off so they'd stay off your backs. Let me tell you, it was one hell of a ransom...."

"Uncle Johnny, I-"

"Shush shush shush, 'uncle' is all I needed to hear. Consider it a late wedding gift. Maybe you two can have a proper wedding after all this mess, given we survive."

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You stifled a sob. With a little financial aid (hell, you and Kabal weren't making Black Dragon wages anymore) from your uncle, you were walking down the aisle. It was a small ceremony, but lavish no less because of your uncle (he wouldn't have it any other way). You were finally having the wedding you dreamed of having. As you walked down the aisle to Kabal, he took his respirator off for the moment. Prior to the wedding, you insisted that it wasn't an issue- but he said that he wanted to kiss his bride.

You could see tears in Kabal eyes as you walked towards him. You were a sight to see after all, your flowing gown cascading down from your hips, your dress accentuated your body in all the right places. A close friend of yours named Sonya helped make sure you picked out the perfect dress.

Uncle Johnny had one condition however, annoying as it might be. He got to officiate. And speaking of Sonya, you noticed his eyes never left your maid of honor. You dismissed the thought as you reached your husband. Surprisingly, Johnny was on his best behavior. After exchanging your vows, you locked lips with your husband in your little happily ever after.

For the ceremony, you invited all your battle comrades. After all, you didn't have many friends of your own living on the run. Your uncle Johnny kept trying to woo your maid of honor, Kabal got in a drunken nerd argument with Smoke, and Mileena and Tanya were enjoying eachothers company, slow dancing on the floor.

Aren't you glad you said Uncle?

Bonus! Some fun intros:

Liu Kang: "I am glad, much like one of your past timelines, you chose to reform."

Kabal: "I am so tired of this kryptic, Marvel multiverse bullshit."

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Liu Kang: "I am sorry that you have become burned yet again."

Kabal: "Again? Do you have it out for me or something when you made this timeline?"

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Johnny: "Since your my nephew in law, I want to apologize for calling you crispy."

Kabal: "You should be apologizing for Ninja Mime 4."

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Long, Long Time- F!Reader x Kabal

I've been really sad and this song destroys me every time I hear it (the last of us episode didn't help at all). Listen to "Long Long Time" by Linda Ronstandt for full immersion.

Y/n and Kabal were seeing each other before his burns. After the incident, Kabal joins the Black Dragon and pulls away from Y/n. All references to "he" is about Kabal.

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When Y/n needed to get anything off her chest, she would go to a local karaoke bar to sing away her feelings. That's where they met a few years ago, when he was just a rookie cop. He used the cheesy, "come here often?" line that made her giggle. They'd spend hours laughing the night away. He would be entranced by her voice. A sudden chill shook her out of her daydreaming.

Sometimes she wished she would run into him. What would she say? Would it matter? Would he show up with someone else? Its been almost a year since she had last spoken to him.

Y/n sauntered up to the stage, grabbing the microphone as if it was routine. Her voice carried across the old, brick bar.

Love will abide,

Take things in stride

Y/n's friends always showed up to support her performances. They were always the ones telling Y/n to get back out there, to start anew. They always spouted the typical euphemisms for getting over him- "there's plenty of fish in the sea," and all that nonsense. All hopes that she'd ever find love again have long since been buried.

Sounds like good advice

But there's no one at my side

Y/n just ignored their words, but stated she appreciated the advice. None of it helped, however. She couldn't imagine herself with anyone else, in reality, didn't have the will or energy to try. No one had ever made her feel the same way he had- and no one would ever again.

And time washes clean

Love's wounds unseen

They always say the passage of time heals all wounds- Y/n found that to be nothing but empty words. They held no meaning- the day he disappeared hurts now as much as it had then. She had tried texting, calling, even showing up outside the Black Dragon. Not a sight, not a sound.

That's what someone told me

But I don't know what it means

No advice, no time, nothing was healing this pain in her heart. A piece of her was missing. Her friends eventually gave up trying to reconcile with her pain and supported her the best they could. Coming to this bar made her feel like a masochist in a way, but it was the only piece of him she had left.

'Cause I've done everything I know

To try and make you mine

She had tried everything. He was hers for a long time. She was his forever, and she hated that now. When Kabal received his injuries, he began pulling away. He thought he was a burden and that Y/n deserved better.

She always reassured him that the wounds didn't mean anything to her. She asserted that he was the only one for her, no matter what happened to him. These words fell on deaf ears, as Kabal was too absorbed in his own grief.

And I think I'm gonna love you

For a long, long time

Before the burns, she first told him she loved him on a date. Walking through town on a clear summer night after a lovely dinner, Y/n turned to Kabal.

The moon shone on her face, her eyes alight with the flurry of the night, she told him she loved him. He froze before smiling ear-to-ear and telling her that he loved her too.

Caught in my fears

Blinking back the tears

She saw him change after the burns. He was colder, more callous. The night he rejoined the Black Dragons is where she pinpoints the beginning of the end. She expressed her concerns to him one night, leading to a major argument. He wanted to re-join the Black Dragons to regain control in his life. She wanted him safe. The argument ended in screams and tears, no resolution.

I can't say you hurt me

When you never let me near

Then one day, he was gone without a trace. She normally would see him after work at her apartment. He was a bit cold the night before, but nothing out of the ordinary.

And I never drew

One response from you

Despite all the texts, calls, attempting to hunt him down, she couldn't find him.

She sent him a text saying, "Really, after everything we've been through, you are just going to pick up and disappear?"

The message was delivered, she never knew if he read it. Not a single response.

All the while you fell

All. over girls you never knew

Y/n knew there was girls at the Black Dragon, all the time. She would overhear Kabal's buddies talking about them, how attractive they were, Kabal agreeing with smiles. She began to wonder if he left her for one of them. Maybe that's why he had withdrawn from her the past few months?

'Cause I've done everything I know

To try and make you mine

At first, she blamed herself. Maybe she wasn't good enough. Maybe she drove him off. Was she not supportive? Did she make him feel like he wasn't good enough?

There was nothing she wouldn't have done to make him stay.

And I think I'm gonna love you

For a long, long time

Not a day goes by when she doesn't think about him. She had to put away many trinkets and collectibles in her apartment- even a certain dvd or cd made her think of him. Gifts he's given her, clothes she's snagged- had to be put out of sight. Out of moments of weakness, she'd dig out some clothes he'd left and hold them tightly. His scent always brought tears to her eyes.

Wait for the day

You'll go away

The song, reaching its climax, made the memories more salient for Y/n, something she valued, but also something she hated. She was reliving the day she came home to an empty apartment.

Knowing that you warned me

Of the price I'd have to pay

She knew the dangers of the Black Dragon, he warned her she'd be endangered due to her relation to him. He would emphasize that his occupation risked her life. She didn't care. She'd risk it all for him. She would have paid any price to keep him near.

And life's full of flaws

Who knows the cause?

None of the adversities they faced seemed worthy of his disappearance in her eyes. Sure, life was unfair, but him leaving seemed the most unfair in her eyes. Why not face it together? Why insist on facing it alone?

Living in the memory

Of a love that never was

That really was it, wasn't it? She was stuck in a sick cycle of her memories. She just kept reliving the past to feel anything at all. Just maybe if she relived it enough it would keep the memory of him alive. Just maybe he would show up again. This caused her the grip the microphone hard, her knuckles becoming more visible.

'Cause I've done everything I know

To try and make you mine

At this point, Y/n felt weak. She really had done all she could. She fought as hard as she could. Her stomach felt uneasy, her knees felt like they would give out at any moment. She felt exactly the same way she had that damned day.

And I think I'm gonna love you

For a long, long time

She had melted into the song at this point. So much emotion, so much pain had driven her to numbness. In the end, that is all she knew- she still loved him. Always will.

'Cause I've done everything I know

To try and make you mine

Someone was in attendance, though Y/n never noticed. He was well-hidden in the back after all. His hoodie, dim facemask, and baggy attire hid his identity well. He had been following her for the past few months, though she was not privy to it.

Her performances usually riled something up in him, but nothing quite like this. He felt tears brimming in his eyes.

He thought he was protecting her by leaving. Surely his connection to the Black Dragon would get Y/n killed. If they caught her on a moment he wasn't there...he didn't want to imagine the carnage. He thought he was a burden to her. She could do better. Why didn't she move on? This would have made it so much easier for him.

Why couldn't he move on?

And I think I'm gonna love you

For a long, long time

Finished and between the cheers, Y/n sat down. She almost fell into her seat, dizzy from emotion. Maybe a few minutes went by before a server came to the table full of her friends and dropped off a beer with a note directly in front of her. The note read, come here often? She turned to look behind her.

--ill write a part 2 if asked.