#tsung

[arsfaa3]

[psyducksgfx]

Chan and Shang Tsung. Mortal Kombat (1995).

[fujin-san]

[raphlsnts]

[sephiroth-the-one-winged-angel]

Lets throw canon out for a moment shall we. I want to see the Turks meet Cloud while crossdressing at least once.

I like the idea that Reno's at Wall Market (getting drunk) at the same time Cloud was there cross-dressing, I can just see a drunk Reno trying to flirt with Cloud while an extremely embarrassed Tsung is apologising.

'I am very sorry my lady I promise to keep a better eye on him next time' he says while forcibly dragging Reno away. Reno just yelling I love you and I'll come back for you.

With Cloud just standing there deciding whether or not laugh or die of embarrassment, hey at least they didn't recognize him.

[love-toxin]

can i overstim tsung PLEASE i want to give him a hj until he’s crying and literally cannot cum anymore, preferably in a public bathroom after i found pictures of me on his phone in,,, not safe for work instances that definitely shouldn’t be there. is that SO MUCH to ask for smh

hm........

"You're not getting away from me, you little freak." 

It would have been impossible to do such a thing. You caged your classmate to his seat with your leg between his knees, standing over him with one hand in his hair and the other fisting his pathetic little cock. Even if he wanted to get up you would have been able to trap him with ease, but you knew he wouldn't--not when he was having his deepest, darkest fantasy played out without having to lift a finger to fulfill it. 

"How'd you get these pictures, huh? You make a copy of my key or something?" 

You gestured towards the phone that had clattered to the tile floor, still open to the album that had incriminated Tsung in the first place. Inside, you had found countless photos of yourself--sleeping, changing, showering--and even some with a certain someone's hand in frame, doing things to your unconscious body that would certainly be enough to get him in deep trouble. 

"P-Please, please-!"

He blubbered through a flood of tears and desperate attempts to catch his breath, but you refused to let him do so. With a hard tug on his dick that just had to be painful, Tsung shrieked and sucked in a gasp through his teeth, his nails digging into your wrist in a desperate way of keeping you close. 

"Fucking creep. Tell me you want me to stop. I know you won't." 

His lips fell slack but he couldn't form words anymore, tongue so heavy in his mouth that all he could do was cry. Your fingers had been absolutely drenched in his sticky, milky cum, as had the floor, his clothes, and his shaft itself which made it much easier to assault his stupid little cock. So by now you could tell that he was getting close again, and you kept up the brutal pace no matter how much he begged you to slow down and be gentle. If anybody deserved that kind of treatment, it wasn't him by a long shot. 

"..Huh? Did you just cum again?" 

You awaited the messy spurt of cum that would coat your hand and splatter all over the tile, but even as he jerked against the tight hold on his hair and his hips bucked as they had countless times already, his cock twitched with nothing but a few spasms before starting to soften in your hand. 

"I didn't see anything leak out...you're just so pathetic you can't even cum right, can you?" 

You hadn't noticed it, but Tsung himself appeared to be completely broken. His orgasm ripped through him and left his eyes glazed over and skin hot to the touch, tears starting to run dry as what little energy he had left drained out of his body. If he could have nodded you knew he would have, but you were done here. You let his head fall as you let go of his hair and watched the little wretch struggle to lift it back up, finally staring up at you with an intense gaze even as you wiped your hand off on his pants and shoved him off you when he reached a trembling hand out. 

"You've got some screws loose, freak. Have fun being somebody's gloryhole."

As you turned your back on the stalker you'd finally got your hands on, you made sure to bring the heel of your shoe down hard on his cellphone, the screen shattering at once and broken pieces skittering off in every direction. You could just feel his despair from the broken whine that bubbled in his throat, not that you would ever care. You just went about your day with satisfaction written clear on your face, and with no earthly idea of what your classmate was planning the second you let your guard down for real. 

[incorrectsmashbrosquotes]

The Henchmen National Anthem 

Jesse: We could’ve been anything we wanted to be.

James: But don’t it make your heart glad.

Meowth: That we decided, a fact we take pride in.

Together: We became the best at being bad!

Goomba: We could’ve been anything we wanted to be.

Bullet Billly: With all the talent we had.

Koopa Trooper: No doubt about it, we whine and we pout it.

Together: We’re the very best at being bad guys!

Pigma: We’re rotten to the core.

Andrew: And my congratulations no one likes you anymore.

Panther: Bad guys!

Leon: we’re the very worst. Each of us contemptible, we’re criticized and cursed

Together: We made the big time, malicious and mad! We’re the very best at being bad!

Reno: We could’ve been anything we wanted to be.

Tsung: We took the easy way out.

Rude: With little training, we mastered complaining.

Together: Manners seemed unnecessary. We’re so rude, it’s almost scary.

All Henchmen: We could’ve been anything that we wanted to be. With all the talent we had. With little practice, we made every black list.We’re the very best at being bad! We’re the very best at being bad! We’re the very best at being bad!

[shang-leena]

My Mortal Kombat OC

Yumi Tsung

Daughter of Shang Tsung

"I desire your soul"

"I can be anything you want me to be"