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JOHNNY CAGE WITH A MOMMY KINK RAAHHH PLS

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Hey Guys, I posted a Dom!Reader x Sub!Johnny imagine and I don't know why it's not showing up in the tags... (It is literally too soon for me to already be shadow-banned 🙄)

Anyway here is the link if you are interested:

Let Me Please You

Update:

I removed some of the tags that I think were blocking it and now it's showing up. 😉

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love love love your submissive mk writing. 😽😽😽 Please write femdom!reader and sub!Johnny, girl I’m begging.

Title: Let Me Please You

Summary: You feel like Johnny hasn’t been making you a priority lately, so you make him regret it. (I don’t know 🤷🏾‍♀️)

Warnings: Dom!Fem!Reader x Sub!Johnny Cage, Smut, 18+ 

Word Count: 1,937

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You place the last fork on the table and stand back to admire your work. The table is elegantly set for two, with lit candles and a floral centerpiece as decoration. You smooth your hands down your silk, spaghetti-strap dress as you check off your to-do list in your head. The table is set, candles are lit, dinner is cooling on the counter, drinks are chilled, and the Bluetooth speaker is emanating some smooth romantic jazz throughout your home. The only thing missing is Johnny. Your cell phone buzzes as if on cue.

“Right on time.”

You happily jog to the kitchen to retrieve your phone from the island. Smiling to yourself, you unlock your phone and open Johnny’s message. Your smile quickly turns into a frown once you read its contents.

Johnny:

Hey babe, I won’t be home until later. Producers are going out for drinks.

You:

Johnny, we were supposed to have a romantic evening together. I made dinner and everything.

Johnny:

I know, I’m sorry hun, but Daniel Evans is going to be there. I’ve been trying to brush shoulders with him for a while. It’s the perfect time to pitch him the screenplay I’ve been working on. I promise I’ll make it up to you.

“Urrgh,” You groan as your eyes roll. Sure you supported Johnny’s career, but you can’t help feeling like you are constantly being put on the back burner.

Annoyed, you don’t bother responding and put your phone back on the island. Whatever, you won’t let Johnny’s absence ruin your night.

You walk to the table, collect Johnny’s dishes, and put them away, then grab your plate and walk over to the homemade lasagna resting near the stove. You serve yourself some pasta and grab a piece of garlic bread. After pouring yourself something to drink you sit at the table with your food.

Taking a bite of lasagna, you moan around your fork as flavor explodes on your tongue. You did your thing, sis! You compliment yourself as you take your time, savoring every bite. Johnny was truly missing out.

After you finish, you blow out the candles, then take your dishes to the sink and clean them. You might as well, right? You place the leftover lasagna into a Tupperware container and put it away. You turn off the Bluetooth speaker on your way to your bedroom.

You sigh as you slip out of your dress. You really didn’t think you would be undressing yourself tonight. You enter the connecting bathroom and start to run yourself a bath.

You pick up Johnny’s favorite bathbomb and toss it into the tub. If only Johnny knew just how much you planned for him. The jerk.

Reaching over to shut off the water, you climb into the tub and take a seat. The warm water envelops you and you feel your muscles start to relax. You breathe in the calming scents of jasmine and vanilla and sink further into the tub, splashing water over your neck and shoulders. You really were in need of a pamper evening.

You soak in the water until it turns cold and your fingers are pruney. Unstopping the drain, you exit the tub and wrap your fluffy towel around your body. You make your way to the bedroom feeling completely relaxed.

Running the towel over your skin, you collect all the droplets of water. Once dry, you throw the towel into the hamper and make your way to the dresser. Opening the top drawer, you pull out your favorite vibrator and caress it fondly. It's been a while.

You walk to the foot of the bed and splay out, not bothering to move up to the top. You drop the vibrator next to you as you feel your arousal from the past week hit you full force. You aren’t in a rush, you will take your time enjoying yourself.

You run your hands over your abdomen and knead the soft flesh. Your hands trail up to your boobs and you cup the lobes, giving them a gentle squeeze. You release a needy moan as you tease your nipples between your fingers. The pinches and twists send tingles of pleasure straight to your core.

Not wanting to wait any longer, you trail one of your hands down to your pussy and feel your wetness coat your fingers. Using your middle finger, you rub circles into your clit. Your head tilts back in pleasure.

“Yeees…” You moan out, increasing your speed.

“Baby?” You hear Johnny call out from the living room. When did he get back? You must have been too distracted to hear the front door open. Oh well, his arrival changes nothing.

Johnny opens the door to your bedroom and pauses in the doorway.

“Baby…”

You can swear you hear him gulp as his eyes rake over you. You know you are a sight to behold, spread out on the bed completely naked, hand between your thighs. Too bad. He could have had all of this had he come home. You ignore him and release another moan as you let your legs fall open a little wider. You aren’t above putting on a show.

“Look, I-I’m sorry for coming home late.” He tries, as he inches into the bedroom toward the end of the bed.

“I’m used to it,” You say as you slowly insert three fingers inside yourself.

“Come on, love…” Johnny rushes to the foot of the bed looking down at you. “It was a rare chance to get Daniel Evans to look at my work. You understand, right?”

“Of course I do, Jonathan.”

Johnny whines at the use of his full name and he sinks to his knees in front of you. “No, I’m your Johnny boy, Jon Jon, Sexy J-”

“When have I ever called you that?”

“-The point is, you never call me Jonathan unless you're mad.”

“Well, I’m not happy.”

“I’m sorry. I know we haven’t had a lot of time together recently,” He rushes to finish when you start to interject, “And that’s completely on me. I’ll make more of an effort to not let work interfere with our time.”

You could never stay mad a him for long. Softie.

“Ugh, fine. Now shut up, you are ruining the vibe,” You complain as you curl your fingers inside of you.

Johnny grips both of your ankles and pulls them up so your knees are bent and your feet are resting on the edge of the bed. Johnny starts running his hands up and down your calves as he kisses your knee and makes his way down to your thigh.

“You know, I’d love to help with your vibe.”

“Thanks, but my “vibe” doesn’t need any help,” You quip as you reach over and grab your vibrator from where you dropped it earlier.

“Are you serious?” Johnny asks incredulously.

“Absolutely, you still need to be punished for blowing me off earlier. You aren’t allowed to touch me until I say you can. Now hands off,” You say as you swat at his hands resting on your calves.

Johnny begrudgingly lets go and sits back on his heels, hands resting on his thighs.

You raise up and support your upper body with one elbow as you swipe the vibrator along your folds, coating it in your juices. You start to guide it into your entrance and look up at Johnny.

His eyes are trained on the vibrator slowly disappearing in your pussy. His tongue darts out and runs over his lips. You know he wants nothing more than to have his mouth on you. Johnny loved eating you out and pulling moan after moan from you. You loved letting him do it.

“Mmmh…” You begin to push and pull the vibrator in and out of you faster and faster.

“Please…” Johnny gasps.

You knew it wouldn’t take him long to start begging. The only kink that rivaled Johnny’s love of giving oral, was his need for praise. He felt as though every moan you made was a tiny compliment of how good he was and how good he made you feel. You know he can’t stand watching a vibrator give you the pleasure that he should be giving you and drawing out moans that he should be receiving. You decide to torture him a little more.

Using your thumb to press a button on the vibrator, you arch your back as it buzzes to life.

“Oh my… Yes! Ha-aaah… it feels so good!” You exclaim as you throw your head back in pleasure.

“Please…” You roll your head around to focus your eyes back on Johnny. His fists are clenched tight in an effort to not reach out and touch you. “Please baby, let me make you cum.”

You smirk at him. “Hmm… I don’t know Johnny, this vibrator is doing a pretty good job. Mmm… Think you’ll be any better?”

He doesn’t hesitate. “I know I will.”

He stares at you with desperate determination. His carnal desire to pleasure you coils something in your stomach and is almost enough to make you cum right now.

“Prove it.”

Johnny snatches the vibrator out of your hand and tosses it to the side. He quickly pulls your legs over his shoulders and starts devouring you like a starving man.

You bite your lip to hold back a moan, not wanting to give him the satisfaction so soon.

He takes your silence as a challenge and inserts three of his fingers into you, immediately curling them up and finding your G-spot. Johnny prided himself on knowing your body like the back of his hand.

You decide you have punished him enough. How can you not reward your baby when he is being so good and pleasuring you like this?

“Yes, baby… just like that! Mmm… you are doing so good for me!” You run your fingers through his hair and tug on it just the way he likes.

Johnny moans around your clit and the vibrations pull you closer to the edge.

“Uuh… Johnny… a-are you going to be a good boy… a-and make me cum?”

Johnny nods into you and starts quickly flicking his tongue over your clit and drills his fingers into you faster, hitting your G-spot every time. Your back arches and you grip his hair in one hand and the sheets in the other.

“Yes! That’s it, baby… Uuh you feel so good! Mmm… I-I’m so… close… Ah… Johnny!”

You clench around his fingers as you drown them in your release. Johnny slows to a stop and gently removes his fingers, kissing your inner thigh and looking up at you adoringly.

You moan, coming down from your high, and grab at him, pulling him on top of you. Johnny wraps his arms around you and nuzzles into your neck and you wrap your legs around his waist.

“So, was I better than the vibrator?” Johnny asks, raising his head to look at you.

You playfully roll your eyes and huff out, “Yes Johnny, you were better than the vibrator.”

“Yes! Cage for the win. Nothing and no one can make you cum like I can.”

“Sure, sure. Speaking of, do you need some help?” You pointedly grind up into him and are surprised when you don’t feel his erection.

“Are you kidding? Do you think I can hear you moaning for me like that and not shoot a load in my pants?”

You shake your head as you chuckle at the fact he came untouched. “You are such a praise slut.”

“Hey, why do you think I’m an actor?”

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Girl I’m in constant need for your writing 😩

More on the way 😀Things have been a little hectic but they are finally calming down. Plus, I can't leave my children starving 😆💜

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You know I've always wonder if the characters meet with a teen reader (platonic relationship) who can control elements. They found her by accident and saw her like catching fish using her water bending.

(sorry if I disturbing you. Please do tell me anything if I broke a rule or something because I'm trying my best to find your rule book)

PS love your Mortal Kombat :3

Title: Little Elements

Summary: You are a teen Elemental who is just trying to survive and find your mom after a mysterious sorcerer abducts her and banishes you to Earthrealm. One day while you are trying to catch dinner, you are ambushed by random men who believe you are the one terrorizing Earthrealm.

Warnings: Teen!GN!Reader, Canon-Typical Violence

Word Count: 1,479

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What are you going to do? You can survive on your own, sure, but for how long? Who can you even ask for help? You don’t know anyone in this realm and from what you’ve been told, most Earthrealmers don’t even know about Outworld and its inhabitants. How can they help you find your way back, let alone your mom?

Your mom… right.

That bastard! As soon as you find him, he’s dead! You’ll make him pay for what he did to you and your mother. You’ll make him regret underestimating you and reducing your mother to nothing more than a puppet. When you find him you’ll… you’ll…

How will you find him though? You don’t even know his name. Thanks to him you are stranded in Earthrealm. You let out a frustrated sigh. You aren’t powerful enough to open a portable to get back to Outworld. Is there anyone here who is? How can you find them?

You angrily kick a rock and watch it tumble into the river in front of you as a wave of helplessness washes over you. You shake your head to clear it and take a calming breath. You’re no good to your mom if you’re frazzled and drained.

You’ll figure out a plan later, for now, you’ll focus on getting something to eat so you don’t starve to death before you can.

You stand at the bank of the river and let the sounds of nature calm you. The rushing of water downstream. The chirping of the birds’ morning song. The rustling of the wind passing through leaves. It’s almost enough to fool you into believing you are out for a recreational trek through the woods and not stranded all alone.

Raising your hands, you search for the ball of energy stored at the center of your chest and feel it unravel. It begins to spread across your chest, down your arms, and rest in your palms. You move your hands from left to right and watch as the river’s water swirls up into the air.

You parse through the water using your water bending to search for fish and wash them ashore. You are able to find three smallmouth basses and decide they are enough sustenance for today. You bend down to collect them when you feel the air suddenly become charged around you.

Whipping around, your eyes land on four men standing at the tree line. One of them shoots out his hand and a bolt of lightning comes flying toward you. You narrowly manage to dive out of the way and the bolt zaps the spot you were just in.

You feel heat erupt from your chest and plunge down your arms as flames engulf your hands.

“Who are you!?” You question as you take a defensive stance.

“Earthrealm’s Protectors.” The one wearing a razor-rimmed hat declares.

Before you have a chance to process this, another bolt of lightning is making its way to you. Unfortunately, this time you are unable to move out of the way fast enough and fall to the ground as your body shakes in pain.

After the shock subsides, you roll onto your hands and knees. Your breath is nothing but gasps as you try to get air into your lungs. How dare these people attack you unprovoked! Earthrealm’s Protectors? You aren’t doing anything harmful! All you are trying to do is get something to eat. What is their deal? It doesn't matter, you will return the favor of attacking first and asking questions later.

Resting both palms flat against the ground, you force energy through them and the ground begins to violently shake. The men are thrown off balance and it is just the distraction you need to execute an attack.

Throwing your hands out in quick succession, you send several fireballs hurling toward them. You watch as the four men jump around in an effort to dodge the onslaught.

“Now that wasn’t very nice, Hotshot.” One of them says while removing his sunglasses.

Your eyes roll as you scoff. “You’re one to talk. I can still feel the aftershocks from Sir Zaps-a-lot over there.”

“Sir Zaps-a-lot?” Asks the one wearing a… blindfold? Strange.

“Yes! He electrocuted me for no reason!”

“You appear to be no older than 14. Why are you here terrorizing Earthrealm?” Sir Zaps-a-lot asks.

You let out an exasperated sigh. “I’m 15, thank you very much. Also, how is fishing terrorizing anyone!? I was just trying to get something to eat and you attacked me completely unprovoked!”

“Unprovoked? You have been going around causing earthquakes, fires, floods, and tornados in highly populated areas. You have killed innocent Earthrealmers and destroyed many people’s homes and livelihoods! Yet you claim you are innocent?” Razorhead bellows.

“How… I-I can’t do that!”

“Um… listen, Hotshot. We just watched you fish without a fishing rod. Not to mention the fireballs and mini earthquake you used on us. You definitely can do that.” Explains Sunglasses.

“Exactly! Mini earthquake. I can’t make one powerful enough to destroy people’s homes like you’ve said.”

The men stare at you and from their expressions you can tell they don’t believe you.

“Seriously, it wasn’t me!”

“There are not too many others who possess powers like you here.” Mr. See-no-evil states.

How are your powers uncommon? Stupid powerless Earthrealmers!

“Whatever, that still doesn’t change the fact that I’m not strong enough to create earthquakes, floods, or tornados on a scale large enough to destroy homes. I’m still in training!”

“Training by who?” Sir Zaps-a-lot inquires.

“By my mo-”

Why didn’t you think of this sooner? You know someone who is powerful enough to cause damage on a scale these men speak of. Someone who is currently under the hypnosis of a deranged sorcerer. You have to find her!

“Where did these attacks take place?” You ask as you take a step forward.

“Wait a minute Hotshot, who is your trainer?”

“My mother.” You began to pace. “About a week ago, some crazy sorcerer came to our house. I-I think my mom knew him? I had seen him talking to her before. Anyway, the day he showed up at our house he was acting all crazy. T-Then he did some weird magic hypno stuff and put my mom under some sort of spell. She would only listen to him no matter what I did. She was basically his puppet. He opened a portal and forced me to Earthrealm so I wouldn’t get in the way of his plans. I bet he’s using her to do all of the stuff you said. That bastard!”

“Okay, okay, calm down. You said your mother was taken by the sorcerer?” Mr. See-no-evil walks forward, stopping a few feet away from you.

“Yes! I know you have a blindfold on, but do you also have earplugs?”

“There is no need to get testy.”

“Can it, Razorhead!”

“Pfft… Razorhead.” Sunglasses chuckles under his breath.

“My name is Kung Lao, and that is not the attitude one should have when asking for help.”

“Asking for help? Who needs your help?”

“You do. How do you intend to find your mother? Are you going to take on the sorcerer by yourself? My name is Raiden, by the way.”

Dang it, they’re right!

“Fine, I’m sorry. You’re right, there’s no way I can beat him by myself. What am I going to do?” You drop your head in defeat.

Sunglasses walks up to you and throws his arm around your shoulder. “Don’t worry your pretty little head. We won’t leave you to face him all alone. We fight for the weak. That’s what Earthrealm’s Protectors are all about.”

“I’m not weak,” You grumble, resisting the urge to elbow him in the side.

“What he means is, we will help you find your mom and take down this insidious sorcerer.” Kung Lao promises.

“We will take you to Wu Shi and inform our leader Liu Kang of your situation,” Raiden adds.

“But we don’t have time for that. We have to find my mom.” You are starting to get impatient now that you know there is a possibility your mother is here in Earthrealm.

“We will, but we need to make a plan. Plus you have been out here in the woods by yourself for a while. You look like you could use some rest… and some food.” Mr. See-no-evil pointedly nods toward the three fish on the ground you caught earlier.

Just then your stomach decides to remind you just how empty it is.

“Alright, I guess.” You begrudgingly agree.

Wait a minute.

“How do you know there are fish on the ground, aren’t you blindfolded!?”

Everyone starts laughing and you feel as though you’ve been left out of some inside joke.

Mr. See-no-evil starts walking backward toward the tree line. “Come on, I will tell you on the way.”

Should this be a series? Also, we aren't even going to talk about the nicknames... I tried 🤷🏾‍♀️

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Do you write for dark themes?

The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice 😏

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[domnamewoman]

Gurllllll, I am OBSESSED with your characterization. You nail their attitudes and voiceline-like dialogue perfectly, and it's CONSISTENT!?? EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER???! YOU DON'T MISS??!! I'm genuinely in awe of you and your massive brain. Also, Baraka appreciation is so real, so underrated. Is there somewhere I can see when requests are open?

Requests are always open, love!

Thank you so much for your compliments! Like, I love you? Marry me?

I have been in a chokehold by my annual cold (I only get sick once a year, but when it hits, it hits hard 😣) You have single handily given me the motivation to kick this cold's butt and break free 😂

Requests are on their way, everyone! 💜

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U cool with Pletonic scenario?

Absolutely!

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Earthrealm Immune To Tarkat?

Hey everyone, so I have been thinking about this since I heard these dialog intros. I believe that Earthrealm is immune to the Tarkat disease.

I edited the two dialogs in question here:

So Johnny says he has no signs of Tarkat despite interacting with and being around Baraka and Baraka suggests that Earthrealmers are immune. Granted he also said Tarkat isn't easily transferred but still.

Next, Tomas mentions that no one in Earthrealm has Tarkat and Baraka says be glad it doesn't have a foothold there. Not having a foothold basically meaning it has nothing to stand on to "gain power" or no one to infect in order to spread (because everyone is immune?).

Now I know Shang Tsung's fatality exists when he injects people with Tarkat and the Earthrealmers are affected just like the Outworlders, but maybe that is because it is a genetically mutated version that Shang Tsung whipped up, but not true Tarkat which the Earthrealmers could be immune to. Plus, are we taking fatalities as canon canon?

I have just been thinking about this and I believe Earthrealm is immune. I would love to know your thoughts. What do you think?

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This isn't a request or anything I just need to get this off my chest otherwise I'll EXPLODE and that'd be bad I think

Kinda obsessed with thinking about MK1 guys with an S/O who can control plant life, like

To him? The soft, beautiful part is shown. He gets flowers, they show no shame in their love for him, letting flowers like dove orchids (love) and freesias (trust) bloom when he approaches them and is around them. Just absolutely zero shame in showing their affection toward him

Anyone who picks a fight with them gets sucker punched with a cactus though. They don't even hesitate, if someone even tries to pick a fight they get a mouth full of cactus spines

I love this idea!🌵

Like, imagine MK1 guys complaining of being hot and all of a sudden a tree is leaning its branches unnaturally over them, shading them from the sun. Or like them complaining of being hungry and suddenly the tree they are standing next to sprouts apples or something, whether it is an apple tree or not.

If you pick a fight with their love you can expect Sindel's fatality done on you, except with vines instead of hair.

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I simply love your blog, your writing enchants me makes me wild 🤭 please continue <3

Thank you so much babe 😘 I'm glad you enjoy it. Don't worry, I don't plan on stopping anytime soon! 💜

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what would shang tsung, syzoth, smoke and rain be like with a gn!witch? who do spell with more natural things, like crystal, herbs, etc... imagine them being like "I found this little rock, maybe you'd like it" and their s/o picks it up like it's a goblin lol. I love your work, u are amazing 🌟

Characters: Rain, Shang Tsung, Reptile, Smoke

Warnings: Witch!GN!Reader

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“Can you hand me the duck feathers?” You ask, reaching out your hand to Syzoth.

Syzoth picks up the feathers from the table and walks over to you, placing them in your hand.

“Thank you.” You grab the feathers and stir them into the brewing elixir.

“It amazes me that all these random ingredients can be mixed together to create magic,” Syzoth says in wonderment.

“It’s not so much the ingredients than it is the intention of the person mixing them.”

“Hmm, so the real power comes from you,” Syzoth contemplates as he wraps his arms around your waist and rests his chin on your shoulder.

“Yes, I guess in a way.” You nod, “But I can’t enchant someone without them being exposed to the potion in some way.”

“You seemed to do a pretty good job of enchanting me,” Syzoth mumbles into your cheek as he places a kiss there, “Making me fall for you.”

“You are so cheesy,” You grumble, loving every part of it.

“I think I might pass out…” Zeffeero pants as he hovers over the toilet.

“I’m so sorry, baby.” You apologize as you rub comforting circles on his back.

“Why”–heave–”Why would you even need a p-potion that induces vomiting?”

“It can be useful to demobilize an enemy during a fight,” You reason sympathetically.

“Except I’m not an enemy who's trying to fig-” Zeffeero gets cut off by more contents getting expelled from his stomach.

“I mean it is kind of your fault. Why would you drink a random liquid you haven’t seen before?”

Zeffeero turns his head to you and glares, “M-My fault? I was thirsty. Why was your potion in the refrigerator?”

“The ingredients had to be cold in order to fuse together properly,” You sigh as Zeffeero is hit with another bought of vomiting, “Okay, I should have labeled it. I’m sorry.”

“H-How long is it s-supposed to last?” Zeffeero pants out.

You cringe, “Two hours…”

“Two hours!?”

Shang Tsung stares at the potion you were brewing with repulsion. He leans over and takes a sniff before quickly covering his nose and holding back a gag.

“You know, I would be most delighted to teach you my sorcery. It is more sophisticated than creating vile concoctions like this.”

“Oh shush, there is more than one way to do magic, Shang. This is mine,” You say as you add five drops of toad’s blood to the cauldron.

“It’s tedious and ineffective in an emergency. You have to spend time brewing potions and then have someone consume it for it to work,” Shang Tsung argues.

“They don’t have to consume it, I can also put it in a bottle and throw it at them like a Molotov. Also, making potions isn’t tedious, I actually find it rather relaxing.”

“What could be relaxing about this horrid smell?”

You roll your eyes before turning to Shang Tsung and raising an eyebrow, “Well if your sorcery is so sophisticated, why don’t you zap away the smell?”

You and Shang Tsung stare at each other, your smile growing by the second. Shang Tsung pompously waves his hand before turning around and walking away.

“I thought so,” you chuckle as you turn back to your potion.

You’re standing in your spell room, organizing your crystals and taking stock of potion supplies when Tomas excitedly bursts through the door.

“Baby, I got you something,” Tomas sings as he walks up to you with his hands behind his back.

“What is it?” You excitedly inquire as you try to peek around him.

“Something almost as beautiful as you.”

“Show me already,” You impatiently demand.

“Ta-da!” Says Tomas as he brings his hands in front of him and extends his fingers to reveal a rainbow-colored crystal sitting in his palms.

“Oh my gosh, Tomas-”

“It’s pretty isn’t it? I knew you would lov-”

“No, it’s dangerous.” You snatch it out of his hand and jog to the front door, throwing it as far as you can away from the house. “That is a lifeforce-draining crystal.”

“I-I just thought it was a pretty rock… I’m sorry.”

You shake your head lovingly at Tomas as you comfortingly rub his arm, “I appreciate the thought, anyway. Just leave the crystal scavenging to me.”

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if i was kenshi i would be bricked up

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Hi! Can you write bi-han with a s/o that teases him a lot and have it end with nsfw?? 👉🏾👈🏾

Title: Tease me, please me Summary: Reader teases Bi-Han and things get steamy. Warnings: GN!Reader x Bi-Han, Fluff?, Smut, 18+ Word Count: 1,100 Masterlist

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What a beautiful day it is. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the breeze is just the right temperature. Oh, and how can you forget the best part? The eyes staring holes into your skull from across the field. You glance to your right to see the seemingly permanent scowl still etched on your boyfriend’s face. You don’t think there could be a more amusing sight.

You and Bi-Han’s schedules have been packed for the past two weeks so you didn’t have much free time for each other. It just so happened that today both of you are on training duty for the new recruits. Finally being able to be in Bi-Han’s presence for more than ten seconds had you feeling giddy. You missed him over the past week and felt a tightness loosen in your chest now that you can touch him. And touch him you did.

Being around Bi-Han had awakened your playful side, so you decided to tease him and see how much you could rile him up. You started simply, first, it was standing extra close to him as you both gave instructions to the recruits. Then, it was a touch on his arm that lingered a bit too long. Next, it was a strategically placed thigh between his legs, coupled with exaggerated grunts into his ear as you both demonstrated holds and take-downs.

You knew you were affecting him if the way he took deep calming breaths or the bulge in his pants that he tried to hide were anything to go by. But turning him on wasn’t enough. What’s better than sexual tension… jealousy. Well not really, but you wouldn’t let common sense ruin your plans. That’s why during the one-on-one training, you took the opportunity to be extra handsy with the recruits. Spending more time than necessary on the holds and complimenting them on their strength.

That is how you end up with Bi-Han scowling at you from across the field as you work with one of the recruits.

“Alright, you all have had one-on-one training with either Y/N or I. Now it is time to put your newly learned skills to the test. Everyone pair up and begin sparing,” Bi-Han commands.

You’re observing the recruits as they practice the moves they learned when you feel a hand on your shoulder. You turn your head and see Bi-Han standing next to you.

“May I have a word with you for a moment?”

“Sure,” You smile as you follow him to one of the private instruction rooms.

You close the door behind you and as soon as you turn around, Bi-Han presses you against it, crashing his lips into yours. You immediately kiss him back as you wrap your arms around his neck. Bi-Han’s hands roam over your body, seemingly not knowing where he wants to touch you most after not being able to for two weeks.

“Do not think I am unaware of your scheme,” Bi-Han mumbles into your skin as he kisses his way from your jaw to your collarbone.

You huff out a laugh as you run your fingers through his hair, “What scheme? I was just demonstrating how to properly execute the holds.”

“Hm,” Hums Bi-Han into your shoulder, following up with a bite.

You shiver, gripping his hair, “Alright, I was teasing you. I just missed you and wanted to have a little fun.”

Bi-Han raises his head and looks into your eyes, “I have missed you as well.”

“Since we’re here, we might as well make adequate use of the time,” You raise your eyebrow suggestively.

Bi-Han seems to contemplate your suggestion, “No, we need to keep an eye on the recruits. It is crucial that they receive sufficient training.”

You grip onto Bi-Han’s shoulders as he begins to pull away. “Come on Bi-Han, the recruits will be fine for a few minutes. They’re sparing anyway. We won’t be gone long,” You run one of your hands down his arm and grip his wrist.

You move his hand in between your legs and make him cup your crotch as you grind into it. “Please, baby.”

“Y/N-” You cut him off with a kiss and let go of his hand to cup his crotch. 

Bi-Han moans into your mouth and you could tell his resolve was starting to crumble. You give him a squeeze through his pants before slipping your hand into them and gently gripping his dick.

“Let’s be quick, okay?”

Bi-Han answers you by slipping his hand into your pants and begins pleasuring you. You moan at the skin-to-skin contact and tighten your grip on his dick, moving your hand up and down his length.

The room is filled with both of your moans as you pleasure each other with one hand and hold each other close with the other.

“Mmm, I missed y-you so much…” Bi-Han gasps out.

You nod in agreement before pulling him into a searing kiss. Bi-Han nibbles at your bottom lip before slipping his tongue inside your mouth. You moan as your tongues glide across each other, savoring the taste. Your mind starts to cloud as Bi-Han’s skillful fingers bring you closer to release.

“More… please, aah,” You gasp into his mouth.

Your eyes roll back as Bi-Han speeds up his hand. You do the same and add a twist to your wrist around his tip.

“Yes… mmm, baby… j-just like that,” Bi-Han rests his head on your shoulder, leaving sloppy kisses on your neck.

“I’m close…” You gasp out.

“Me too… almost there.”

You and Bi-Han hold each other tighter as pleasure washes over you both, and continue working the other through their orgasm.

Your foreheads press together as you both pant coming down from your highs, pecking each other’s lips and whispering I love you’s sporadically.

“Do we really need to go back out there?” You whine, removing your hand from Bi-Han’s pants, and wiping his release on your own.

“You know we do,” Bi-Han sighs pulling out his hand and backing away a little.

“Uuuhh, fine. I suppose the recruits need us.”

“They do,” Bi-Han confirms. He places a quick kiss on your forehead and then opens the door.

“That’s where you were.” You hear Kuai Liang muse as he stands on the other side of the door, “I was wondering why these recruits were sparing without any instructors.”

“Not another word.” Bi-Han threatens, as he walks out, but that doesn’t stop Kuai Liang from chuckling.

You wink at Kuai Liang as you pass by him back onto the field.

It was definitely a beautiful day.

[domnamewoman]

I was wondering if I could request an angst we’re all of the MK 2023 characters S/O get turned injured severely by Titian Shang Tsung (could have a happy end, could not…up too you!)

Characters: Liu Kang, Raiden, Kung Lao, Johnny Cage, Kenshi Takahashi, Kitana, Mileena, Tanya, Sub-Zero, Scorpion, Smoke, Reptile, Baraka, Shang Tsung, Rain

Warnings: Angst 😭, Canon-Typical Violence

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Liu Kang’s heart stopped as he saw your body lying there, lifeless on the ground. He bent down to cradle you in his arms as tears fell from his eyes. He couldn’t believe it, the love of his life was now gone. He blamed himself for not getting there in time. Why was fate always so cruel, was he really destined to be alone? No, no he wouldn’t accept it. He was the Keeper of Time. He would reverse time and make sure that he is here to prevent such a horrid outcome. He would end Titan Shang Tsung once and for all.

Raiden felt as though he could throw up as he looked at your unconscious body lying in the bed. Titan Shang Tsung had blasted you off a cliff and you hit your head on a rock when you landed. The physician told Raiden that you were in a coma from the head injury. There was no telling when you would wake up or if you ever would. Raiden held your hand and rested his forehead on it as he let his tears fall. All he could do was stay by your side and wait. And he would, even if it was forever.

Kung Lao was angry. At himself for not being there, at the physicians for not being able to save you, but mostly at Titan Shang Tsung. He was the cause of all of this. Kung Lao placed one last kiss on your lips as he promised you to get revenge. He would stop at nothing to see Titan Shang Tsung taken down. He pushed his grief to the side and focused on making a plan to get to Titan Shang Tsung. He would grieve once his promise to you was fulfilled.

Johnny Cage struggled to find meaning in anything anymore. Without you, there just wasn’t any point to life for Johnny. Who cared about the movies, or the awards, or even saving Earthrealm from destruction? He couldn’t bring you back by doing any of it so he deemed it all useless. Johnny stopped trying, losing his arrogance and bravado. How great is “Johnny Cage” if he can’t even save his love? He was nothing but a failure in his eyes now and that’s how he would live.

Kenshi Takahashi felt all the joy in his life slipping away as he felt your blood slip through his fingers where he was applying pressure to your wound. He tried to smile and reassure you that the physician was on their way and you would make it out alive but he knew it was too late. He knelt there, helpless as you exhaled your final breath, going completely limp. Kenshi sat there with you in his arms for hours, pushing away Johnny and Kung Lao as they tried to get him to let you go. He couldn’t, not ever.

Kitana released a scream as she heard your neck snap at the hands of Titan Shang Tsung. Why? Why did it have to be you to charge at him? Why didn’t you listen to her when she told you to wait? Why couldn’t she move fast enough to prevent this from happening? Kitana gripped your shirt and cried into your chest as the fight continued around her. How was she supposed to go on? But she had to, for you. It’s what you would have wanted her to do. She vows to you as she grabs her bladed fans that she will avenge your death.

Mileena spent all of her time trying to find someone to help you. She was the Empress and she would spare no cost of getting the best physicians, the best medicine, whatever was needed to accelerate your healing process. The court could be mad all they wanted, but she didn’t care about her duties. Her only priority right now was seeing you healthy and back on your feet again. The only thing that could distract her from this is any updates on Titan Shang Tsung’s whereabouts. She would make sure that he died by her hands for harming her love.

Tanya watched in unbelief as Titan Shang Tsung stuck his claws deep into your abdomen. You crumpled to the ground, coughing up blood. Tanya rushed over and held you in her arms. She didn’t know how could she let this happen. She was Umgadi for goodness sake. And yet, she could protect her love from danger. She pulled you out of the path of battle, making sure you were as comfortable as you could be as she applied pressure to your wounds. She would make sure that you survived no matter what.

Bi-Han was filled with rage. Titan Shang Tsung dared to take his love away from him. How could Bi-Han call himself Earthrealm’s protector when he couldn’t even protect you? No, he would make Titan Shang Tsung pay for what he did. Bi-Han would gather all of the Lin Kuei and hunt him down. No longer was their purpose protecting Earthrealm. Their only mission was to kill Titan Shang Tsung to avenge the death of his lover. Nothing else mattered or was more important to him.

Kuai Liang couldn’t control the fire rolling off of his body as he saw you there unmoving, at Titan Shang Tsung’s feet. He rushed toward him, swinging out his chained knives aiming for his head. Kuai Liang fought with everything in him, letting his anger fuel his fire. He didn’t worry about his own well-being, what was the point now that you were gone? He ignored all the pain from his injuries and pressed on. He would put an end to Titan Shang Tsung, or he would die trying.

Tomas ran with all his might holding on to your limp body. He had to get you to a physician and quick. He couldn’t, no, he wouldn’t lose another family member. After his family was killed and he joined the Lin Kuei, he thought he would never have to go through heartache like that again. He couldn’t imagine a world without you. He pleaded with you to stay with him as he looked down at you taking shallow breaths. He ignored the burning in his legs and he pushed himself to run faster. He won’t lose you too.

Syzoth didn’t believe what they told him when he arrived at the palace. How could you be dead? It wasn’t possible. While he was out on a mission Titan Shang Tsung attacked? No, no that couldn’t be. He continued to deny it until they brought him to see your body. This couldn’t be happening to him again. Why could he never protect his loved ones? Why did he always have to be left completely alone? He will get his revenge. He will take away everything that Titan Shang Tsung has ever held dear.

Baraka knew that fate could be cruel when he got infected with Tarkat. But he thought he would be allowed some form of happiness in his life. That proved to be wrong when you were killed, leaving him all alone. Baraka could feel his sanity slipping. He was left with nothing yet again. The only one he loved was taken from him. All he could think about was shredding Titan Shang Tsung into pieces. He would turn into the savage beast everyone thought he was. He had nothing more to lose.

Shang Tsung couldn’t believe you were killed. To make matters worse, it was at the hands of his doppelganger. Shang Tsung would question what type of person he was for there to be a version of himself out there that would commit such a heinous act. Shang Tsung would practice all the sorcery in the world to find a way to bring you back. He didn’t care how many souls he had to steal. Starting with the soul of Titan Shang Tsung. He would prove that he was the best version in all timelines.

Zeffeero dropped to his knees in front of your lifeless body. What was it all for? He spent all his time trying to get power and status and for what? Just for the beloved to no longer be a part of his life? Zeffeero looked up, no one seemed to notice you, the most important person to him, lying on the cold ground. No, they didn’t get to go on with their lives like nothing happened. He would ruin their lives just like his now was. He would rain down an endless flood and drown them all.