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James Fitzjames/Sir John Franklin | Mitski - Me and My Husband

It's always been just him and me, together So I bet all I have on that furrowed brow And at least in this lifetime We're sticking together

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Within the Tent of Brutus: Enter the Ghost of Caesar, Julius Caesar, Act IV, Scene III

by Edwin Austin Abbey

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Classic: character compulsively washing their hands trying to get rid of blood stains that nobody but them can see, after having had to kill someone or watching someonde die in their arms, but the stains won't go away.

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SEE YOU IN HELL, PUNK

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something so crazy-making about unhealthy mentor-protegé relationships. we're foils, we're mirrors, we're the same person, we're a parent and a child, we're lovers, we're enemies, we'd be better off without each other, we'd kill and die for each other

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Jealousy

(An unfinished fic that is still on going)

Pairing: Raiden/Liu Kang

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 1,139

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“Alright, so let me get this straight.” Johnny says, pressing his palms together and pointing directly at him. “Basically Shang Tsung, in your universe, managed to lure you into a trap and used some sort of magical crystal to transport you into a different realm, but somehow accidentally transported you into our timeline and now you have no way back home?”

Raiden, well Rayden as he calls himself to prevent any confusion, shrugs his shoulders. “That’s pretty much the gist of it, but yeah.”

“Can’t you just use your powers to transport back to where you’re from.” Kung Lao suggested and Rayden shook his head.

“Doesn’t work that way. I teleport to places, not jumping into unfamiliar timelines.”

Raiden crossed his arms, “But why this specific timeline?” he asks.

“Beats me,” Rayden shrugs. Much to Raiden’s irritation of the lack of a direct answer. “All I know is that the crystal Shang Tsung used, which may I add, the Kung Lao in my own timeline was supposed to be strictly protected. Is capable of opening doors to other realms, I never expect it to hold this much power to blast me into a different timeline.”

Kung Lao winces at the mention of his name of his counterpart, and Rayden notices as he quickly added, “No offense.”

“Speaking of timelines,” Johnny starts, almost shoving Kung Lao out the way, much to the monk’s displeasement as he grimaces. “Dude, you gotta let me know if I’m still a movie star where you’re from!”

Raiden frowns as the rest of the group gathers around his alternate self. Whom he doesn’t seem to mind answering questions as his friend’s chatter around him, intrigue at how different this Rayden is, besides the name, is compared to theirs.

The two look similar in appearance and height. But different in personality and clothing, his counterpart's personality is rather too nonchalantly with a hint of mischief in his counterpart's not-so-blazing blue eyes. His long white hair goes past his shoulder, added with a straw hat hanging behind his back. He wears baggy white clothes, a light blue vest with a similar colour of his sash wrapped around his waist. He looked like a normal commoner who doesn’t exude an aura of raw power that shows he was a divine being, a god, but rather a harmless looking human being.

His counterpart didn’t seem to show much of a threat with a rather low-key and approachable personality.

‘For now at least,’ Raiden thought and joined the group.

“So wait, in your timeline I don’t exist where you’re from?” Johnny asks and Rayden shakes his head.

“I wouldn’t say you don’t exist, I just haven’t met you yet and that includes you three.” Rayden points at Sonya, Jax, and Kenshi. 

Johnny’s face droops, “Oh man, I was going to be super stoked to learn about what my counterpart is like.” he whines.

“Well who knows, maybe further in my immortal years as time passes I might meet your counterparts. Although I did mention Kung Lao is in my timeline and then there’s Taja, Siro...” Rayden informs and then his blue eyes land on Liu Kang. “And then there’s you.”

Liu Kang who had been silent in the whole group blinks at the mention of his name. The rest of the group turn to face him and Liu Kang ducks his head, feeling a little embarrassed and shy at the attention.

“Me?”

“Mhm.”

Rayden approaches and circles around him, like a predator examining his prey. For a thunder god of another timeline whose personality is a polar opposite of Raiden’s and seems to be a little more approachable. The closeness of his counterpart circling around Raiden’s disciple makes Liu Kang squirm on the spot as he closes in.

Raiden’s eyes harden.

A little too close, he thinks.

“Hm.. it’s weird to see how similar you two are.” Rayden mentioned, stroking his chin as he stands at his side. “Same height, same eye colour and same build. Although the difference is that your hair is much shorter than his. Kind of reminds me of one of those karen hair cuts.” he says, touching a strand of Liu Kang’s hair and lifting up to examine the colour. Liu Kang’s brows furrow when hears Johnny and Kung Lao snicker.

Irritated, the red ribbon monk scowls as he slaps his hand and Rayden brings his hand back with a yelp.

“Lord Rayden, kindly please keep your hands to yourself.” Liu Kang hisses, cheeks tinted red.

The counterpart winces and shakes his hand as if in pain, “Ow, both respectful and feisty too.” he adds and continues making his way behind him. 

“Although you wear a little more modestly, I can tell that waist and those legs,” Rayden implies heavily. He bows a little low sideways as his blue eye trails up from his legs to his backside. Liu Kang hurriedly brings his hand behind him as he twists around to avoid the other thunder god’s prying eyes as he sees the older man straighten himself. “Still looks as fantastic as ever.”

Raiden makes a strangled noise in his throat that almost sounded like a choke, Liu Kang’s face flushes red with a horrified look, and Rayden’s blue eyes twinkle.

Raiden always knew there are possible and countless timelines with different versions of himself and his friends, his amulet proves that. But he never expected to meet this version of himself to be so- so shameless!

Raiden swears he’s going to strangle him.

Johnny elbows Kung Lao’s bicep and whispers, “I’ll bet a 100 bucks Raiden is going to kill him.”

Kung Lao whispers back, “200 if Liu Kang will be the first to beat him up.”

Sonya crosses her arms and smirks, “250 that Raiden is going to defend Liu’s honour.”

Kenshi sighs, “Guys…”

Jax jabs his thumb at Sonya’s direction, “I’m with Sonya on this one.”

Raiden quickly steps in front of his counterpart, shielding his eyes from Liu Kang’s figure as he glares. 

“Are you done examining my student?” Raiden asks coldly.

Liu Kang quickly comforts his mentor by giving him a slight squeeze of his bicep in his hand. “Lord Raiden, please calm down. I’m sure he’s just joking around.” Liu Kang reasoned, trying to de-escalate the  tense situation. 

Feeling the reassuring warm hand of his student through the fabric of his arm, Raiden breathes out and forces himself to relax for the sake of his student. And Liu Kang feels Raiden's tense figure relax under his grip. 

Rayden pulls his hands up in surrender and chuckles. “Apologies, just seeing a familiar face makes me feel a little homesick so I tend to get a little carried away.” he says and drops his hands.

“Rest assured, you will return home,” Raiden promises. 

‘And I’ll make sure it stays that way.’ he adds.

(To be Continued)

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Apologies if the character's seem to out of character. I'm pretty much new to the MK Fandom so I'm still learning 😭.

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Sensei Wolf & Terry Silver | 6.09

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Stunningly beautiful. Wow...I am so incredibly honored to have such a beautiful poem that so eloquently depicts the complex emotions of Lord Raiden's grief that I wished to depict in Everywhere dedicated to me. I have re read this so many times, over and over, and I am touched so deeply by your descriptions. Especially the ending punch to the gut: I had once let go of the hand that still linger of your warmth in mine, / But when I find you somewhere in the stars. / Never again will I let go of the hand that had once held onto mine. The visual at the beginning, a heart shrouded in darkness that desperately yearns to find light by searching the stars, but that specific star no longer touches him, burnt out with the death of Liu Kang. Lord Raiden's moment of solemn reflection at the selfless life Liu Kang lived for him. The hope of finding the glimmer of his light in the sky brings a level of acceptance and realization. He has always cared for him so deeply and never again will he let him go. Ahhh, I have tears in my eyes. Thank you so so much for your beautiful writing. ❤️

You Hold The Stars in Your Eyes and the Warmth of the Sun

I swam into the darkness where the stars lie in waiting,

And I look for you in each and every one of them,

But in vain,

I could not find you.

For every star that I search,

None could compare to your brightness.

For the warmth you offer me,

To your eyes that linger upon mine to speak to me in silent tranquil and benevolence,

To the dedication of your love for me,

To the gentleness you have given me,

And your heart you have so willingly given to me.

Before I have met you,

I had no sunlight to accompany me,

For I had endured endless winters that accompany me everywhere I go.

And continue my duties with a role I was assign that fate bestowed upon to me, and I follow blindly without question nor purpose.

I thought I was content in my loneliness as I have for so long.

But you came along

and I finally found my purpose on Earth.

So I search,

Aimlessly and desperately to find you.

I had once let go of the hand that still linger of your warmth in mine,

But when I find you somewhere in the stars.

Never again will I let go of the hand that had once held onto mine.

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A poem dedicated to @melochromatic whom I was inspired by their Railiu fic called "Everywhere".

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I placed the stars in your eyes

White fluorescence

To see them sparkle again

Lifeless and dull in too many lifetimes.

Though I never supposed

As you looked to me

With my likeness swirling beneath your fingertips

And those sands unconscious of this moment

I quite missed that soft shade of brown.