#erron black fanfiction

[danddymaro]

Erron Black x Reader | Pt. 6

My perception of time has been awful. Fortunately, I believe I'm finally dragging myself out of that dark hole. 

 It’s been a while, huh?

Thoughts are italics in quotations = ‘Example’

Flashbacks are in italics = Example

Word Count: 6505

A touch of Mercy 

"I hope you never find her," the dark-haired woman breathed, her voice which, until then, had been monotonous, retained just a touch of wish that had only then reemerged within her.

Though, At first, she was surprised at her own words, at the boldness that had made them escape, but as she recognized the valor, she didn't bite them down.

The very will festered in her and came out uncontained as she finally looked up to the man.  

Her body was even shaking with the raw emotion she felt, and she hardly did anything to hide it.

The feeling felt foreign by then, after living so long without the ray of light.  Yet, she accepted the new glimmer, wanting to believe that such a feeling existed only because it was meant to be.

Without a step missed the other woman would be on her way to escape the evil clutches of the man before her, and by extension their tyrant emperor.

-That’s what her heart told her.

She didn’t know if Shao Kahn had anything to do with Erron Black’s job at that moment, but she could only imagine.

-Nothing good ever came form that man. 

 "I pray upon the elder gods that she escapes you, " she then added, the tremor in her body fierce as she referenced the very being's she'd long thought had abandoned her. 

'I will pray for her flight,' she thought with true faith moving her beating heart, the blood in her veins rushing and burning hot with anticipation as she declared her newfound dedication.

He made a low sound, something to let her know that he acknowledged her, but dismissed her all the same. 

She was certain his intention was to mock her, yet,  from the way he turned from her and had eyed her even before then, she could note the irritation he swallowed down. 

it was evident by the way his lips pursed that her words bothered him to some degree. 

He couldn't hide his annoyance, and she was pleased to know that she'd made his arrogant smirk languish until it died out and fell into a bitter scowl.

It was a victory, albeit a small one, but one she rejoiced nonetheless.

" - We'll be back soon," he said lowly, all with a certainty of his own, the sureness in his tone making her lips press together thinly. 

 Her breath even stilled for just a moment, because there was a gleam in his eyes that unsettled her. 

Excitement swam in the dark pools, challenge too, and the woman could only hope he could never reach his prey.

She could only hope he'd return with bitter defeat.

Silently, she watched as he left, trailing behind the young woman with the pretty, starry eyes. 

- That same one that had made her feel inexplicably warm upon first glance, and had for whatever reason inspired something so abundantly strange.

Something in her chest had blossomed upon that moment, something that made her want to have faith again, to smile yet again.

'Hope, in this realm of mine...Is it possible?' She questioned herself, having known only the hardships of war and tyranny that her land had succumbed to.

It was hard not to recall her every loss, though somewhere in there, she also remembered something else.  

For a moment she recalled the tender youth she used to be so many years ago.

‘Perhaps that’s why she grabs my attention so much,’ she proceeded with consideration.

"It's been so long..." she then murmured with a touch of a smile, the small lift graceful.

"It's been so long since a prayer of mine has been responded to," she added with a soft amusement, the twinkle in her black eyes existing as a stray drop traveled down her face, falling onto the ground.

She's only thought to do so in her helplessness, as a way to sedate the need to gravitate closer to the other woman. 

-Because it was all she could have truly done in her cowardice.

“So long since I'd turned my back on my former beliefs,” she added.

Her lukewarm chuckle was the only sound left in the room as her long, slim fingers moved down her face to delicately wipe the escaped sorrow before she continued with her duties with a rather noticeable smile adorning her.

As she then trailed her eyes down to see where her tears had fled, she then  paused. 

Little petals were scattered over the ground, making her shake her head as she reached for the three little specs on the ground, 

“Ah..” she breathed,  "of course...This room could use some color..." she then mused as she straightened out and looked over the muted setting she stood in. 

  All the while, (f/n) had fled, tirelessly aimed at a direction she didn't know where it would lead to. 

Along the way she'd run past the people of the village, most of which were unperturbed by her, unbothered at the sight of a frantic, fleeting woman. 

She was ignored, even if she desperately begged for help. 

Large tears bubbled in her eyes, distress sweated through every fiber of her being, and yet no one seemed to mind. 

In truth, it seemed that rather than lure attention, she’d been surrounded by a repellent, alienating her further. 

‘Don’t they see me?’ she wondered with worry as she reached out to the person closest to her.

Her shaking hand soon clutched the fabric of a traveling woman's long sleeve, her grasp filled with a silken material of who she would hope would be her savior.

She tried to speak, but before she could let out a word, the woman jutted her shoulder forward, callously forcing the cloth out of (f/n)'s grasp.

And she offered crucial words of advise, advice that would lead the fleeting woman to come to the conclusion that the town they'd stopped at was one catered to ill trade and services. 

 “ - Unless you have payment... then there will be no services offered to you," The strange woman remarked while she carefully dusted herself off where she’d been touched as she eyed (f/n) with an objective side glance.

“Naïve girl...” she then added with a disapproving tut, “ Here...No kindness is offered without the promise of riches,” She said before continuing down the road.

- She wouldn’t waste time on anything that didn’t benefit her and she wasn’t ashamed to let it be known.

'Mercenaries...' (f/n) inwardly mused, eyeing the displayed weapons most carried.

- could it be?

Familiar emblems also greeted her as she scouted, and when she recognized a  common symbol amongst many of the population, her breathing paused.

In her panicked state, she hadn't really taken the time to look around before, but now that she had, she was left stunned. 

'The Black dragon...' She notes with disbelief, her teeth gritting.

'Of course, He stopped here because it was in his best interest,' she noted, convinced he had links to the wicked organization himself.

'A man like that...It wouldn't be a surprise!'  she added before realizing something else : 

“That’s why...” she huffed. 

“Nothing that man says holds any value,” she detested.

 ' He's toying with me again...because I'd never have a chance to run off  if we're surrounded by his allies, ' she thinks before she momentarily pauses, swallowing hard as she feels the eerie sense of being watched. 

And it's a feeling she dreads now that she realizes she's surrounded by what could potentially be her enemy's organization. 

Concerned, she skims her eye to what lies before her, trying to pretend oblivious until she finds the source, but, ultimately, she finds nothing. 

She only sees more vendors and travelers, none of which seem any more suspicious than the next person.

None strike her as the watcher; none look her way. 

"could I be imagining it?" she asks herself in a short whisper before slowly easing, the tension in her shoulders melting.

‘I have to be,’ she idly thinks as she stands there, the high rise of her eyebrows falling too.

“Yeah,” she breaths as she cranes her head back, looking up at the sky. 

Yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling away completely. It was like an itch she couldn’t quite scratch. 

That was before she looked over her shoulder and found a lonesome man.

He doesn't look trustworthy himself, especially with that menacing mask he wears, and that covers his entire face. 

There are blades strapped over his long, sage-colored coat, crossing behind his back and rising high above his shoulders for an easy overhead reach.

 For a moment it’s all she can stare at ;  the weapons themselves before she brings her focus to the entirety of the man again. 

He stands far away, near a fully hooded vendor that offers gleaming finds which sparkle generously beneath the lighting.

The vendor soon tries to catch the gazing man's attention too, though, gets no result as he refuses to look away from the young woman’s direction, an unnerving detail she notices. 

After another, more persistence attempt, the masked man shuts down any more interaction with the seller by lazily  picking up one of his hands in a shooing motion.

The dismissive wave is languid, but effective. 

‘It’s a coincidence’ she tried to tell herself, hoping it’s only her nerves that have gotten the best of her, and that the man only looks her way out of chance. 

It’s possible, right? 

‘That has to be it,’ she further goes as she swallows down thickly.

‘It has to,’ she persists while then tearing her sight away, looking down at the ground instead as she tries to calm her racing heart.

However, even with all the self reassurances,  something further deep within tells her otherwise. Red flags of caution raise, and she can feel herself grow more concerned.

Slowly, she peers back at him again, cold sweat falling down her brow as she keeps contact with him, her heart tightly constricting the entire time she commits  to the act.

As she continues to observe him, slowly, his head lightly tilts to the side, and beneath the metal mask, his right eyebrow rises in peaked curiosity. 

Though, he holds no malice as hidden to her, he smiles, subtly.

His interest is doubled as she holds her ground by fully turning to him and staring him down. 

It’s a feat he commends given how distraught she seemed in the beginning.

Gradually, his arms pick up, crossing over his chest as he waits for her next move.

- After all he had the time.

He wasn't one to ever waste time by stopping and smelling the roses, but on that particular day, he'd been inclined to. 

Something drew him closer to the realm, like a gentle pull, which was strange considering his usual routine.  

It’s not that he wasn’t fond of the land, but he preferred being home instead.

  Usually, he'd already left the village after a trade, but this time, there was something different.

' I come here...And then I find this,' he huffed. 

"Which is odd..." he breathed as his eyes focused on the item held in her little hand.

-There was no mistake, he recognized it. 

 “No such thing as a coincidence,” he added after being certain. "He's somewhere around here..." He lowly murmurs, recognizing his brethren's arms.

After all,  Kano's made enough fuss about them before when selling them to the guy. 

' I wonder...' he mused before he spared one last, long glance at the woman, admiring her, though, still  not understanding what it was that had him so willing to stay. 

However, his nature pulled him away, and he cut the moment short, finally deciding to leave her to her own luck.

“ - None of my business,” he reminded himself, " Not my job...anymore,” he added in a spiteful mutter.

After all, what good ever came from sticking out your neck without something in return?

She performed an extended blink, and after that single action, he was gone. 

After that short moment all she found as proof of his presence was the small whirlwind of land he's left floating behind. 

Dirt accumulates above the ground, lifted by a quick spin of air that becomes nothing in a matter of seconds.

 She takes a step back in disbelief, in utter confusion as she turns her entire body in every direction she can while in search of the strange man, but in the end, she finds nothing that proves he was once there. 

The gun clutched within her right hand fell into a tighter grip as her chest heavily rose, 

"Was I..." She didn't know what to think, though forcing herself to move forward, not willing to spend more time with anything that wasn't drawing distance from the stop.

"I have to keep moving..." she said with a hard exhale, tearing her eyes away from the spot and continuing towards the same path as before.  

No one else offered her a spare glance, and perhaps that was how she so easily ended up where she was; Lost.

- So terribly lost.

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She’d lasted an entire day moving, living off of what little trade the item she’d carried her had gotten. 

She tried hard not to think about how the vendor had completely ignored her at first before she pleaded, offering anything they wanted in exchange for help as she pulled out the only thing she knew had value- 

‘Perhaps this isn’t the smartest move...’ she started as she stared down at the lovely engravement of the weapon while she chose to sacrifice it. 

‘I don’t even know how much it’s truly worth...If this vendor isn’t taking advantage of my lack of knowledge,’ she mused, feeling just a touch guilty when she remembered how much the man she’d traveled with had cared for them. 

He’d spent so much time cleaning it, she couldn’t imagine otherwise.

That gentle smile he’d worn came to mind, and she unwillingly had a touch of remorse, though, it was a fleeting feeling as everything else she felt for him came forth. 

-Everything ugly.

‘Lets see,’ she added with consideration. 

‘It’s gotten me enough for a canteen … this miserable blade and dried food.’ She thought with lightheartedness as she stared down at what was being offered to her. The little satchel  that would hold her consumables was also there, and she wondered if it was truly a fair trade.

‘it should be enough...though I wish I could have gotten myself a creature to travel with...’ she added with disappointment that very quickly diminished as she thought of how impractical it was.

‘Of course.. then I wouldn't be able to feed us both, and there’s no need to sacrifice one of you,’ she mused as she offered a side glance to one of the steeds there, one that reminded her plenty of  the one she’d traveled with.

It’s front legs had the same patches, forcing a gentle smile out of her.

She wondered how the creature fared, even if it hasn't been that long since she last saw him.

“ - So...What do you say miss?”  the elder woman said with narrowed eyes, and before her new customer could ask anything more, be it more time to think , or,  even directions to where to head, she caught sight of the man that was tracking her down.

He moved with the same arrogance she despised, his every step certain, and she cursed his luck for it somehow leading him directly towards her already.

Past the many travelers, she spotted him, forcing her to slam down the payment before stuffing everything in the bag, fleeting.  

Without any guidance she soon treaded upon strange land, unaware of what would come as the second nightfall rolled by.

"still no signs of anything...” she said softly, concerned.

After an entire day and a half of traveling she'd yet to find any signs of life. 

Silence surrounded her, an unnerving factor that had her looking up at the darkening sky to find a lack of traveling creatures.

Again, she’d find herself sleeping alone, shaking as she curled herself close to whatever she could find.

At least she’d paid attention to the few times the dark eyed man had created a fire.

It offered her some comfort, though, very little. 

“Even the land is dead,” she added with a little bite to her lower lip, noticing the lack of vegetation, it’d been that way for quite a bit.

Her eyes then skimmed around the hellish land, unease in her heart, settling after the surge of adrenaline that had originally fueled her began to soon exhaust. 

Little chirps of small creatures were unheard of, and if it weren’t worrisome enough, she soon encountered a large, rotten carcass that was mutilated beyond recondition, sending her into a fit of cold shivers.

  "This place is desolate," She said below her breath, and before she knew it, her steps inched back, slowly retracting and going over the previous ones she'd left on the sandy floor.

It was only by the fifth that she stopped entirely.

 Quickly, a sickening feeling turned over her stomach when she managed to capture the grand sight of the wasteland before her.

'Oh no...' She thought to herself with horror that fell upon her.

The fluttering hope in her chest that kept her heart from sinking stopped all at once at the sudden realization.

 'Have...have I gone so far?' She asked herself, knowing of only one place that could fit the ghastly description of the land she had stepped upon. 

‘How could I ?…how did I not notice sooner?’

- Even those of other realms who traveled between the worlds knew well enough to step away from the land.

"But how?”

Tears welled in her eyes as she whipped around, her question answered quickly.

 'everything looks the same,' She thought to herself with helplessness as she felt the world spin. It was getting harder and harder to see farther than a few feet, the lack of light giving her a massive disadvantage.

Gusts of wind visited frequently, erasing the tracks she left behind, leaving her without any concrete trail to fall back on.

Nothing seemed to be in her favor.

 'And it'll be soon... They'll come to me soon,' She thought to herself with anguish. 

'And if they don't find me... I'm sure to die alone,' She thought with dismay. 

"either way...I'll be consumed," she said with horror.

"If it's not the creatures themselves... then the land will take me," she dreaded as she wrapped her arms around herself, the solo embrace serving no comfort.

"I stand no chance," she sneered, a spiteful glare shot down at the sands.

She then remembered how much food and water she had left, which was only about another day or two if she continued to rest sparsely.

'it's not fair...' she inwardly sneered as her knees felt weak.

The Tarkata roamed the wastelands, finding a home within the ghoulish waste, outcast from the rest of the outworlders as the brutish, cannibalistic creatures they were. 

-And she had just so happened to step upon their territory for who knows how long of a distance.

Even while unknowingly treading upon it, she doubted that factor mattered to them. 

From what she'd heard...to them a meal was a meal.

'They'll find me...' She started, ' And they'll tear me apart,' She told herself.

She'd only ever seen them from afar and at their most gruesome because as pawns of Shao Kahn, they stood at his side, prideful in every one of their sharp edges, presenting them at every opportunity they could, seemingly enjoying the fear they instilled in others.

She was familiar with them, many of her people where even if they’d never come face to face with one.

After all, they had a certain reputation.

 'They'll eat my alive bit by bit!' She then continued, unable to imagine how they would consume her. 

Yet her skin itched, attacked by invisible pinpricks that would soon become razor-sharp teeth.

'In the end... I'll meet a fate worse than death, ' She thought to herself, fearing the bloodbath that would occur.

 'I'll be devoured whole!' She went on, her angered tears falling onto the sand, the little specs created between her feet.

A short grunt of strain was forced out between her teeth as her hands fisted the grainy ground with frustration. 

Little debris dug into her nails and they pushed back into the flesh with discomfort, but none of it was even close to the distress of her heart.

"This can't be it," she told herself. "I finally find myself free, and it's to be in the clutches of another monster," she says with spite, her voice low and dour.

If such a fiend were to take a bite of her heart they would taste nothing but bitter as it was slowly consumed by the sourness that had begun to flood her. 

And it was her only solace, that they'd detest every morsel.

Her eyes soon came to a close, and she took a long breath through her nostrils, collecting her thoughts.

"Somehow...” she started as she picked up her head, looking beyond. 

“ Somehow,  I have to trace back, " she then went on, hoping that simply taking a hundred steps back would bring her to a safe zone.

She was ready to move, however, past the silence of the land was another sound, one that perked her ears. 

It was faint at first, the whimpers soon growing with the more she focused.

Desperate snivels caught her attention, forcing the (h/c) haired woman into a sudden halt. 

It was proceeded by a large swallow of breath that nearly choked her with how quickly it'd been downed as she realized she was accompanied in her misery.

Her widened eyes skimmed around, wanting to know what creature had released those despairing sounds. Somehow, they'd sounded much more desperate than her, and she was curious as to who else had the misfortune to find themselves so utterly helpless. 

‘Someone’s run the same luck I have...’ She bitterly mused, her sights set to where she assumed the sound came from.

'But Who..?' she started, slowly going towards the sound. 

She did so slowly, each of her steps languid as she listened to the muffled sound with perked ears. 

She walked for only a short minute before she found herself rounding a large, sharpened stone, soon catching sight of the sniveling being.

Her heart halted as she came in visual contact with the creature that cried so softly and miserably, and who just so happened to be of the terrorizing ones she was dreading.

(f/n) shivered, trembling under not just the sudden chilliness that had been cast over the land, but also by the very luck she had. 

miserable; just miserable.

'I should run...' she thought to herself as she swallowed hard, her hand quickly reaching for the blade she'd strapped on the sash she wore at her waist.

It was only a precaution as she also steadied her footing to sprint away too.

As for the other creature, upon realizing she’d been found, her slumped body jolted upright with a low hiss of pain escaping her. 

Her glowing amber eyes also flew wide open, fear evident in them as she gazed at her before they flew off to the side, beyond where there could only be darkness to greet her before her attention shot back to (f/n).

At the sudden movement, instinctively, (f/n)’s  knees lightly bent as she was ready to bolt.

'I should....run...' she added as the reaching hand's energy died out, making it fall back to her side lifelessly as she continued to watch the other being whilst she curled further against the stone, injured. 

She seemed to have no other option than to somehow press herself tightly against the piece of land with pathetic, little whimpers as she looked to (f/n). 

‘ I have to ... run,' the lost female thought again as she settled into the wasteland.

She cautiously approached the Tarkatan woman further, each of her steps being executed warily, the hesitance she displayed done as a way to show her harmlessness to the other female as well as keep herself safe.

A moment of sanity struck her as she came before the Tarkatan, questioning her own motives, as well as her actions themselves. 

'Run...' a feeble voice whispered with dread laced through the single order, but it was ignored.

She faintly recalled the dread she’d felt before, the utter bitterness at the thought of being handled by their kind before a different feeling overpowered that fear.

‘I would have never thought..’ she inwardly mused, feeling a touch guilty for how she’d dammed them all. 

Now that she faced a defenseless one, something in her felt soft.

'Poor thing,’ She thought while eying her, certain that cowering nature was not common amongst their kind. 

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have the reputation they did.

‘If I could hurt you I wouldn't be shaking so much,' she inwardly mused instead, the cold sweat that dotted her forehead slowly falling as her lips curved up into a shaky smile. 

Meanwhile, she was hoping there would be a quick understanding that she meant no harm, because she truly didn’t.

how could she?

"I won't hurt you," she started off, not knowing if she was understood, which was responded to by a deep glare that yet again shifted to the side, as though she searched for more, perhaps her people. 

 ‘They don’t usually move lone,’ (f/n) realized, wondering what happened.

They had their own language too, and (f/n) wasn’t sure if this particular one had learned another beside the one native to her.

(f/n)’s arm was soon outstretched, reaching as far as she could, her hand tentatively offered during the moment, hoping it wasn’t bit off for the attempt.

"Hey..." She  breathed, the single spoken utter shaky.

"I want to help you," She assured the creature, all while drawing closer to the cowering being with steps that while shuffled and uncertain, didn’t cease.

'Strange...Are they all this small?' the woman wondered while realizing the female before her was much tinier than the imposing size of her male counterparts, which did serve her some comfort.

She’d also seen their female warriors too, but even then this particular Tarkatan seemed much less fearsome with her lithe form.

- As even from afar they were typically monstrous. 

She seemed that way, but perhaps her eyes were playing tricks with her, immediately lured by her shriveled state.

 Granted, she was still a terrifying sight with her fierce markings and sharp edges that served as teeth, yet with the cowering nature, she seemed even smaller and somehow sweeter.

'I didn't know they could look this helpless,' (f/n) mused, finding the sight somewhat endearing, the flicker of warmth gracing her heart easing some of the anxiety she felt. 

‘I didn’t ever think I'd ever see one as pitiful either, ‘ she then added while gazing at the blood-soaked ground with pursed lips.

The sight was not pretty, nor was it pleasing in any way when she thought of how each injury was gained.

‘She dragged herself here...’ (f/n) determined, feeling even more inclined to offer her aid.

‘You’re a survivor,’

‘But for how long have you been...?’ she wondered, seeing the torn tendons on her ankles, both viscously sliced through with a blade, making sure her legs were only dead weight to be dragged.

‘How cruel, whoever had done this has done so to watch her suffer,’ she deduced.

Otherwise, it made no sense.

“You know,” (f/n) started, "I've always been strange," the woman then mused while gently closing the space between her and the other female, leaving her almost knelt before the Tarkatan woman.

Meanwhile, Her (e/c) colored eyes softened, her expression melting so much that the traces of wariness she had felt evaporated from her very being.

She even felt lighter.

 " I have always been like this..." she mused with an outstretched hand, her empty palm still presented.

“From what I recall from my time in this life...” she said while not mentioning her dreams which she knew were somehow a part of her past.

"I think it's love...even if I've never known it... I’d like to think it is because of how lovely it feels,” she spoke, true awe in her tone.

“ Or, perhaps it's mercy," she said without truly understanding, not sure of much anymore. Ever since she’d been taken from her home there were a lot of things she hadn’t quite understood and questioned.

"What I'm getting at is that something makes me capable of saving you... of wanting to save you," she said with a bemused chuckle.

" So, don't be alarmed," she said with a gentle touch to her tone, "I just want to help you," she assured the female yet again.

'I remember what it's like to be held by you...without remembering your face... your voice... your very presence... that same feeling is familiar when I want to touch life.

-When I want to bring warmth.

And now more than ever.. it’s like a calling.

After recognizing you and knowing you more,

it’s like what I imagine you felt looking down at me so long ago. 

- before your love dried out.

-before you cast me away. '

And something clicked in her,

‘Of course... this must be that virtue you graced me with,’ 

 "Will you let me help you?" She asked before fully reaching out and leaping past the final space between them.

  Contemplation whirled in the other being's face, though understanding soon  formed on her features.

 her glowing eyes that were wide before shut once into a tight grimace as she accepted whatever fate that was to come.

Having no other choice, A fierce nod was preformed, pleasing (f/n).

With a soft smile, She then nodded back . 

"I understand," she breathed before she found herself at true ease before the Tarkatan woman. 

Both of her knees fell to the ground as she took a seat, feeling strangely certain of safety.

"I hope I do...”  she voiced before  a hand fell over the other’s shoulder to ease her onto her spare arm. 

Grimacing, the Tarkatan fell back into the hold with struggle before being let down gently.

‘Her body is warm like mine...why is that so strange to believe?’

"Let my mercy wash over you ," (f/n) breathed in a soft hush.

A small vine emerged from a pale, open palm, the color green dancing up before the child's eyes. 

Green then sprouted White, and the little closed blossom beneath her nose opened, the sweet fragrance of it greeting her as the fresh petals waved at her kindly.

 (e/c) colored eyes were wide with wonder, and a soft chuckle fell to her ears.

"Lovely, isn't it?" her mother said with tenderness, her eyes cast down to her child as she continued to watch the blossom, entranced.

"Hmm..." she didn't speak, instead, responding in an eager nod before she looked up to her mother, her eyes sparkling.

Her eyes danced with more than just amusement, something that Cetrion noted.

" You look to me with such wonder..." the elder mused with a soft chuckle. 

 "But for now close your eyes instead," Her mother said while gently brushing her fingers down the child's face. 

Along the way the gently traveling pads brushed down her offspring's eyelids, shutting the wonderous gaze.

"Now," she hummed.

"What brings life to this world?" she questioned her child, her voice soft, always comforting. 

 "- What creates?" she asked with a voice so satiny and low, it was almost like a lullaby.

(f/n)'s small mouth moved to speak, but was stopped by a sole finger that pressed itself to her lips.

"Ah..." her mother said while smiling, amused by her young one's eagerness.

"no words.." she breathed. 

“Because there’s no one true answer, no one true feeling. Only this,” she advised.

"it comes from here," she started, while a finger pressed over her heart, before both of her hands fell to her shoulders.

They then traveled down until they reached her hands, and for just a moment they rested on her wrists, her thumbs brushing over the collection of veins that lay under her child's delicate flesh.

 "And then," she proceeded as she let her fingers graze over her open palms, "It emerges from here," she said with certainty, watching as very slowly, magic emerged from the child's hands.

It was nearly identical to her own light, and she stepped back with a smile, watching the flowing of light bask her precious young one.

The sight of such small hands in hers was truly a feeling like no other, and like the doting parent she was, she stepped back with a hand to her chest, proud.

"You are my child for certain," The god said with pride, a vanity that was seemingly unwashable.

Silently she fell to her knees, her ethereal face before the child as she spoke, 

"My darling fruit so sweet and tender..." she murmured. 

And like so many times before, it seemed as though she wasn't truly speaking to (f/n), even if she did address her. 

She realized her mother was strange at times, though, It never made her cower.

Because she could never quite read through the lines.

Her innocence still existed, obscuring those very lines.

 "- grasping to your mother's branch, " the goddess said with a touch of pride still present, and it made the little girl's face burn with humble bashfulness.

"You can create," she told the little girl, reminding her again.

Though this time, at the display of power she was certain. At the showcase of natural talent, there was no doubt, 

"- And You can also destroy," she let her know, letting her know the balance that she should uphold.

"This world," she says while over open hand, a little sphere takes shape. 

It's decorated by greenery and aqua alike, just like the earth itself, replicated into her very hand.

It was no illusion, no trickery of the eye, but rather a show of her great power; to create an entire planet within her palm, and she let her child see.

- All on a whim.

"It is yours," she breathed before crushing it, just as easily destroying it and turning it into nothing yet again, all with a smile.

Glowing eyes that held entire galaxies watched, entranced.

The familiar voice of her mother was a distant memory that emerged, offering her some comfort as she praised her, 

- "You can create." 

'I've only ever done this in my garden,' (f/n) thought while running her palms over the female's bloodied leg. 

'I think...' She added with uncertainty, no longer certain to what is in her past.

If what she’d seen were her true memories, then this was nothing in comparison.

She also knew browning leaves were nothing close to flesh, yet she was still willing to try.

She eyed the long jagged gash with benevolence the creature had never quite understood and would have studied more if the glowing brilliance that danced over her flesh didn't steal her attention more.

It felt warm, like a ray of sunshine, a comfort she hadn’t known could come from someone else, especially not one outside her kind.

The abused flesh was mended before the gentle pads of dancing fingertips traveled over the length, giving it a final inspection of how tender it was before they  moved onto the various carving over her exposed abdomen.

Multiple lines of different depths were carved over her midsection, each jagged and rough.

'What a mess they made of you...' (f/n) noted, her eyebrows furrowed as she trailed each one with a sorrowed gaze.

In disbelief, the outland creature soon scampered up, testing her new health with the movement. 

A grand smile expressed her great joy before she found herself gazing at (f/n) again, though lacking the initial startle and caution.

 Her enthusiasm very quickly settled as she acknowledged the person who'd made it possible. 

She knew humility, as well as loyalty and recognized the gesture of peace.

The female then hovered over (F/n), soon standing at her full height, making (F/n) realize the true difference between them, which was a whole two heads taller.

'I guess they're not so small,' she thought with a small hitch to her breath before she stood too, silently eyeing the other female, showing no fear.

Perhaps a hint of an unsettled air surrounded her, but her posture didn’t shift, nor did her stern face that showed she was ready for anything that came.

‘ I knew the risk, and yet I acted.’ She reminded herself.

 ‘so now I ask myself ; Would you be kind and show me the same mercy?’ (f/n) idly wondered in anticipation.

‘If your nature is truly that of a beast... then will you at the very least offer me a kinder end?’ She added, hoping that even the most gruesome outcome will be touched by leniency. 

After no initial movement, quietly, (f/n) reached out and was grateful to find compliance at her bold act. 

Silently, her index and middle finger followed the line of crimson that oozed down the larger being's sharp cheek. 

'You are no warrior...' (f/n) thought with sympathy, the blood that caked over the painted marking she wore soon coating her fingers. 

‘I know that much.’ 

'You were nothing more than an easy hunt... for someone intending more harm than glory.

And this was no act of survival on their part.

There was no virtue here; 

 hunting the defenseless.' 

She could accept anyone wanting to survive, slaughtering one of her kind as a form of defense. 

-But she could not justify harming a creature that posed no threat, such as the one before her, especially not on her territory.

conflicting feelings on her mere existence surged, though they equalized as she mused, 

‘If I want to be accepted as I am, how can I judge a creature who is born differently? who cannot fight against it’s own nature?’

Tenderly,  (f/n)'s touch eased before her hand fell to her side and she presented the other woman with a small, halfhearted smile.

After a short moment of peace, a raspy huff left the Tarkatan before she jumped back. 

Though, rather than flee, she stared the kind woman down before her hand reached over her chest and roughly tugged at a dangling accessory she wore, tearing the string that had it properly positioned.

She then stretched her arm out to (f/n), stunning her.

" For me?" (f/n) said with surprise in her demeanor before slowly reaching for the held-out piece, not at all shaken, simply surprised. 

A brief nod was all she got in response, and it roused a sweet smile from her, the expression more true than the previous one. 

'Does this mean a lot to you?' (f/n) wondered. 'Or is this just something you carry around?' She wondered, appreciative of the gesture in spite of what answer would be the truth. 

"Why?" she breathed, still smiling, her heart warm.

"Mercy..." there was a single, guttural word uttered before there were no more glances in exchange, the other female running off with lightning speed, using her healed legs at a max capacity to reach her tribe.

looking down at the necklace, (f/n)  took notice that the center piece was a tooth, one wrapped with what looked like red twine to make an accessory. 

'What is this...?' (f/n) wondered with confusion as she held it up, getting a different angle, 'This looks like a tooth, but it's huge,' She thought with confusion, though still smiling.

Little beads also decorated it, saved from the tear as they were secured by a knot that kept them from shifting.

"- It's a gesture of peace," a familiar voice informed her, and as she heard it, her breath hitched. 

Her silent musing was cut short , and the piece she’d been left with was crushed by dread.

Her grasp on the tooth went tight before she brought it to her chest, her steps faltering as she backed away. 

'Oh no...' She thought to herself, having thought she'd lost him. 

‘You mean to tell me he’s found me all the way out here?’ she thought annoyed. ‘Or has this jerk been following me the whole time?’ she considered, not putting it past him, though wondering how if there was nothing to aid him in that deviousness.

had he watched her the entire time with that smug grin she detested?

   " Those things aren't known to be kind," Black said, as though it wasn't clear before, as though she needed to be reminded.

And it irked her.

"It’s rare...but it’s  A gesture of peace for your kind act," Erron added while delivering a haughty chuckle, the emphasis on the single word detestable in its obnoxiousness.

Though, she overlooked it as she took in his spit of knowledge with understanding. 

It made sense, 

"Mercy..." (f/n) then breathed, understanding, her expression softening. 

It warmed her to think so.

“I didn’t think it was possible,” she said while thinking back to her previous thoughts of the Tarkatan’s as a whole.

" -And I thought you were naïve, but not downright stupid," He then admitted, shaking his head as a low sigh fell from him. 

his right hand went up and calmly his index and thumb held the end of his hat as he tilted his head back to look up at the starless sky.

" she would have eaten you alive if she had the chance," he informed her, and at that (F/n) grit her teeth, her hands fisted to the side.

“-if it had been any other day,” he added softly.

Gone was her face of gentle musing as he continued to talk and belittle her.

'I'm not an idiot...of course, she would have. I'm well aware,' she thought while knowing, the tooth that was in her right palm digging into her flesh.

' but how could I just sit and watch?' she wondered. 

" she pleaded with me; With her eyes, she begged.

 I couldn't understand her, but I know well enough what plea and much more, mercy are. 

-Something you clearly don't know." she said accusingly, speaking through clenched teeth. 

How could anyone turn their back?

' How could I just walk away, knowing that there was a chance I could do something? '

‘ I know what it’s like to be cast away... to be forgotten.’ 

her chin rose higher than he'd seen it rise, and there was a jaded look in her eyes as she offered no room for debate.

‘It’s more than anything you would have ever done you rotten man,’ she thought tiredly.

' Bewitching a cannibalistic beast...' The mercenary thought to himself wearily, watching her, certain she'd yet to understand how remarkable that truly was.

 '- One that would have eaten her without hesitation,' he then added with frustration, a tight-knit between his brows as he continued to watch her, gazing at the way she then looked down at her hands.

She’d taken a moment to gaze down at them as though she was reflecting on her actions, processing the ability.

-And what was possibly it’s true extent.

And he, too glared at them because  the feat of taming such a beast was outshined by how she'd done it. 

It wasn’t just some silly little trick, nor wicked sorcery from what he could surmise.

He’s been witness to enough to know when it was used.

There was no trace of corruption to be detected.

'Just what are you...?' he wondered with the same bitterness laced in his thoughts, though the touch of awe she struck him with was still there too.

The masked man stood beneath the night sky, mesmerized by the moon, enchanted by the beauty to the degree his gaze could not leave its glory. 

He waited there, lonesome until the sound of spurred steps approached, snapping him out of the visiting fog of deep musing he's succumbed to.

- It happened so frequently now...so absurdly often.

He recognized it, though it would soon stop.

Once he had her, she would mend his every burden.

- she’d be his fortune and grace.

His shoulders fell further into a slacked state as he craned his head back more, continuing to admire the scenery above.

"You're late," he commented as the hired mercenary soon stopped at arm's length, releasing a short sigh, dissatisfied himself. 

"-A prior engagement," The cowboy explained, omitting any more details, but they dealt with a certain vampires' who’s persistence was astonishing. 

"Well...it's As expected. you are a busy man after all..." his new client said before turning over to him, " Though I desire your full loyalty once I hire you. 

Meaning...I don't want you distracted by anything else." He said firmly, the tone making Erron's nonchalant stance straighten with annoyance.

"Can do," he said curtly, speaking through tightly pressed teeth.

Silence fell between them before a scroll was passed between them. 

" Erron Black...Have you ever desired something so fiercely...your blood proceeds with an unnatural flow...?" he asked as he then continued to look up at the pillowey clouds above.

"...It burns hot... with a fire you've never known before..." he adds, the words falling short of the true feeling in his chest, but it was the only thing he could say to quickly summarize it.

His glove-covered fingers danced over his torso as he let out a short huff before finally looking over to Erron, knowing the lunacy of his actions, and his words too. 

Amusement danced in his hazel eyes as out of the corner of his eye, he watched the other man look over at him with a sort of disfavor.

-Perhaps his giddiness was strange, unbecoming to him too, but it was something he had trouble suppressing. 

"- Perhaps not," he says as he's greeted with a flat look. 

'Fire...' Black meanwhile thinks, musing over the very color that burns so brightly, and for a moment he's reminded of his own flame, a frequent companion of his that's been the only one to come close. 

Though, it's not worth the mention, because whatever his client harbored then was not simply a fleeting lust and familiarity. 

- It was certainly so much more, because he’d never go out of his way like this guy was.

"- Can't say I know what you mean," Black spoke truthfully. 

Beneath his mask, the dark-cloaked male smiled with vainglory, 

"Of course..." he murmured, because how could he expect anyone to know the feeling? 

"My goddess is... one and only," he states.

"She's stolen the star from our sky, and harbors every single one in her lovely eyes," he state, a comment Black muses over as he trails his eyes up to the darkness that hangs above.

"Has she?" he asks with little trust in his words, only entertaining the man with small talk as he rambles on about his target.

Truthfully, he hadn’t cared too much about the ' why's. ' 

- He never has had following questions, but now as he stares into her eyes, he has far too many. 

It was no exaggeration, they truly were beautiful.

"She would have eaten you alive," he repeated, and she was quick to step towards him, her hardened eyes fierce, 

"And I would have let her if it means upsetting you," she said sternly, and he can detect amusement in her voice, almost as though it struck her with giddiness to scorn him.

 Part of him, perhaps the sadistic side of him considered the idea that maybe, just maybe she’d missed him, and the chance to tease him.

The sound of her voice in that spiteful tone was... anticipated...missed even.

"If it meant I didn't have to fall into your hands again," she sneered after, noticing he had the gun she’d traded right at his hip. 

That, or he’d been lucky enough to find an exact replica which she doubted. 

Whatever the case, she was displeased.

"- If you end up with nothing then I'll die happy," she added with a large smile, her arms stretched out as though she were inviting the opportunity.

Her heart was fiercely racing, and yet, she felt no angst. 

‘Why do I feel so...strange?’ she wondered, not understanding why dread wasn’t the lasting feeling. 

Of course she’d been surprised to know he found her, frightened by his sudden appearance, but it wasn't something that consumed her. 

His laughter then filled the silence that fell in between as he craned his head back, and a nauseatingly warm feeling festered in the pit of her stomach at the sound. 

soon his hands rested at his hips as he looked down at her with mirth. 

" A lot of talk for a gal that's seconds away from being roped again," he taunted, earning him a strange smile from her, one he hadn’t had the delight of seeing until then.

It was nearly kittenish, full of mischief, morso cockiness leftover from the fact that she was special in some sort of way.

'It's strange...' she mused. 

'beneath this darkness... with all of the unknown surrounding me, and much more this man before me... I feel strange.' 

‘Have I missed him?’ It was a question she briefly thought of before she quickly tried to forget it just as shamefully as she tried to overlook how strongly her heart had jumped at the possibility.

He approached her, each step slow, certain as always. 

And soon she took in a sharp breath, calculating.

Her leg went back before jutting forward , kicking the sand before her with all of her mustered strength, sending the risen grains toward him in a blinding cloud that forced him to wither. 

With a short grimace, he picked up his right hand lifting over his eyes as his left hand took the scarf the red-lined scarf up to his nose to not inhale any of the debris. 

He expected her to flee, but to his surprise, she lunged forward, tackling him down as she aimed for his midsection.

 In his moment of surprise, she took advantage, immediately reaching for his gun before she sent it flying far with a swing of her arm. 

With her other hand, she reached for the other at his side before pointing it down at him with eyes that were opened wide, filled with a surprise of her own. 

‘I... I did it...?’

She’s disarmed him, meanwhile, As he looked up at her, his dark eyes were filled with a coat of something that made them seem almost pitch black.

 Rather than the scowl of defeat she expected him to present, he offered her a look of initial surprise that settled into amusement. 

His features lifted with delight as he looked up at the woman and the pointed weapon so close to him it would be an instant end to his long life. 

And while he stared at death, he did what he always did ; 

audaciously tease it. 

His arms lay stretched out at his sides, nowhere near reaching for her, the attempt not there. 

And she felt her heart achingly race as she looked down at him subdued, for the moment. 

His only movement was a heaved chest, the heavy rise suspended as he waited, not knowing what was to come. 

- but there was one thing for sure, he'd never felt so thrilled before in his life. 

[weaverworks]

Mira & Sera by me MK OCs belong to @hell-on-training-wheels From her FanFiction Mirror Match: FanFiction.Net ArchiveOfOurOwn

[keenzinemugstudent]

Sonya I understand now I truly do understand 😳

[yanderestarangel]

HEADKANONS MK11 | BLACK DRAGONS DUO | ERRON BLACK AND KANO ☆ HARD SMUT VERSION ☆

A/N: This one goes out to my 3 followers who are horny fans of Kano and Erron Black <3!

TW: daddykink, semi public sex, degradation, smut, nsfw, blowjob, afab anatomy,ftm/male reader, praise, creampie, rough sex, eat out, painkink, anal sex, cunnilingus, v!sex, gun play, dom!kano, dom!erron black.

KANO

He is a vulgar man, and this applies in bed too, he spews disgusting and extremely arousing words, fucking you until you are a dumb mess because of his dick, pulling your hair hard and not worrying if you will feel pain or not - at that moment, all that mattered was fucking your holes with all the vigor he could muster.

"You're just a hole for me to use. This is your purpose - to please me and obey me. Remember that, whore, while daddy fucks your little slutty body mercilessly."

He's so brutal as he fucks your throat, forcing you to the base of his dick, you can touch the tip of your nose to the base of his pubic hair - but don't worry, Kano takes good care of his body, oddly enough, he smells well, a strong smell of expensive, sporty, woody men's perfume is quite pleasant - he will degrade you and praise you at the same time, seeing the tears come down from your eyes with each involuntary choke because of his dick hitting the back of your throat holding your head in place while he looked you in the eyes, his bionic eye glowed even brighter with each expression of pleasure you made when sucking him, phrases like:

"You love sucking my dick don't you?"

"F-Fuuck yeah~ that's it my good boy, choke on my cock."

"That's it! Take my dick, you dirty little slut oh- fuucck yes!"

He will also spend all the money he gets just to make you as beautiful as possible for him, and also on sex toys - vibrators, dildos, special lubricants, heart-shaped plugs that he will force you to use while dating him, so preference in public after fucking your pussy and ass, inserting the butt plug into your canal still filled with his thick, hot seed, placing a collar with his name in diamonds around your neck while pulling the chain to bring you even closer of him, you moaned softly at the feeling of having the hot liquid running down your thighs, mainly because he was going to make a point of complementing the pleasurable torture, he was going to put a vibrator on your clit, watching you whimper for him, while he smiled at the pathetic mess that you where.

"Are you shaking already? Just a cute and sensitive boy isn't that love? Want me to fuck you? Then beg louder."

Kano will wait for you to beg him to fuck you in the nearest alley, while he roughly pulled you down, pulling down your panties and exposing your two needy holes for him, the mercenary didn't really care if anyone saw or not - he was just going to fuck you - He turned around slightly, eyeing your exposed pussy hungrily, as he turned off the vibrator from your clit and removed the butt plug from your body.

"That's mine now isn't it?"

the Australian man will fill you up again, taking turns with his thick cock between your cunt and ass, giving painful slaps to your skin as he watches you go weak in the knees from the brutal thrusts - ending up on your ass, while ramming his thick shaft again in your overstimulated pussy, totally dirtying your thighs, taking out his dick again and hitting his member on your sensitive flesh, laughing hoarsely when he sees you hold on to him - he will reward you later don't worry, everything you want he will buy without question and pamper you like you were royalty -

"That's my warrior, You took it all like a big boy, I'm proud of you... I knew you're mine."

ERRON BLACK

Erron is a domineering and rude man, but not evil. He wants you to make the most of it every time you two make love, he takes the phrase: "save a horse, ride the cowboy" very seriously. He wants to fuck you in every possible position... But his preference will always be "cowgirl", seeing you jumping on his dick so eagerly while trying to control himself not to let out beautiful sighs - which only you do - fills his eyes of the gunman of passion.

"I want to feel your tight little pussy milk my cock dry, my baby boy doll."

"You're a filthy whore, taking my cock so willingly... Your tight, needy pussy is made for me to fuck."

He also likes to see you riding on his face, with his tongue fucking your pussy with all his hunger, the cowboy will make you roll in his mouth - grabbing your hips while placing you even closer to him, doing a provocative cunnilingus while watching you whining for more of him, pulling on his hat while - Erron's scruffy beard tickled your thighs, leaving a trail of juices, he also loves dirty talk, talking about how he missed you throughout the day, how he masturbated thinking about you, while bringing you even closer to him.

"I've fantasized about you, imagined fucking you until you're a moaning mess."

Erron also likes gun play - I think that's obvious - mainly, when you make him jealous on purpose, he will obviously unload the pistol, but he will use the cold, icy barrel to tease your skin, the gun inside your shorts, pressing it against your delicate flesh. It was a shocking and exhilarating sensation - one that made you feel excited, very... Excited.

"No one else can satisfy you like I can... You really like playing with fire, don't you pretty boy?" He continued to rub the gun against your pussy, you found yourself getting wetter and wetter, lightly slapping material on your clit - he will end up fucking you, making a creampie in your pussy while slapping you hard on the face, telling you that you were just his.

Aside from the occasional rough sex, Erron likes to be softer too. Fucking you sweetly on a rainy and tiring day, after a risky mission, holding hands with you looking straight into your eyes as he absorbed every reaction you made to him slowly fucking you - he loves being called "my cowboy" by you, you can see the small smile that forms on his lips, as the older man grabs you by the hips, massaging your breasts, sucking the creamy flesh while leaving small marks.

"I really love you baby...Fuck...Be a good boy and take all of this old cowboy's seed right here in this pretty pussy ok?"

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[xo-katana]

May I please request headcanons for Hanzo, Erron, Fujin, and Liu Kang reacting to their girlfriend standing up to someone who’s bullying her and kicking major ass?

°•. ✿ .•°| MK Men React To S/O Who Stands Up For Themselves

Sorry it took so long, I’ve been so busy working lol

Includes: Hanzo Hasashi, Erron, Fujin, and Liu Kang

Hanzo Hasashi

•Due to his stoic and fierce nature, he has mixed feelings about his S/O defending themselves

•He might admire his lovers strength and bravery

•He also may think that it’s his role to protect his lover and is unsure

•Will learn to trust your ability to defend and kick ass if needed

Erron

•He might be a bit intimidated at first but it does start to turn him on eventually (LOL)

•He doesn’t understand why his S/O would want to defend themselves when he’s present

•Recognizes and values his lovers abilities and independence.

• “That’s my girl.”

Fujin

•Any aftermath injuries are already cleaned and covered

•He admires his S/O as he watches it go down

•Knows you’re defending yourself for a good reason and will tell you how proud he is

•“You did the right thing my love."

Liu Kang

•He watches it with a smile on his face, a sense of pride on his face.

•After he watches his S/O kick ass, he has to kick them. (just incase)

•Because of his human nature, his hands are definitely roaming around his lovers body after everything calms down

•“You’re going to have to teach me that move you did earlier.”

•“I’m going to have to tell Kung Lao about this later.”

[essenceeater]

Erron black trying to court s/o headcanons? 🫡

Erron Black Courting HC's

I LITERALLY LOVE YOU FINALLY SOMEONE REQUESTS ERRON! I love him so much, cowboys are just AUGHHHH 😫😫😫 This is probably the fastest request I've written!

Character: Erron Black.

Triggers: Mentions of guns, lmk if I missed anything.

Requested: Yes

🔓 Requests are open at the moment🔓

Link to rules

🐎 Erron Black would maintain his mysterious aura but gradually reveal his softer side to his S/O. He might leave little gifts or hidden notes around to pique his S/O's curiosity. He leaves small, enigmatic notes with cryptic messages, encouraging the reader to solve them, leading to secret meetups.

🐎 Occasionally, he sends them rare desert flowers or unique trinkets as tokens of his affection.

🐎 Erron challenges you occasionally to a shooting competition in a secluded area, setting up targets in creative and challenging ways.

🐎 He'd provide shooting lessons, standing closely behind the reader to guide their aim, creating a romantic tension. He just wants to impress you with his sharp shooting skills

"Let me show you how it's done," Erron stands behind, guiding his S/O's arm, both focusing their vision on the target in front of them. "Now, squeeze the trigger gently."

🐎 An adventure might involve a surprise horseback ride to a hidden oasis, complete with a picnic he prepared. I know this is Erron we are talking about but he's gonna try his damn best to make you happy.

🐎In perilous situations, Erron would shield the reader, using his skills to ensure their safety. He'd be damned if something happened to you. He'd go to great lengths to ensure his S/O's safety, showing his commitment and care.

"I can't stand to see anyone threaten you. I'll always keep you safe, no matter what."

🐎 Erron's morally ambiguous nature might lead to inner conflicts, as he tries to balance his loyalty to Outworld with his feelings for his lover. He doesn't want to scare you away or think he'd hurt you, but he's not going to give up his outlaw life, just keep you away from the dangers.

🐎 During quiet nights by a campfire, he definitely would tell you stories, some goofy, some intense. He might gradually open up to you about his past and the reasons for his outlaw lifestyle, creating a bond of trust and intimacy.

🐎 YOU CAN'T TELL ME HE WOULDN'T TRY TO CHARM HIS S/O WHILE COURTING THEMMMMM!! HE SO WOULDDDD.

🐎 Expect lots of playful banter and teasing from Erron as he tries to charm you. His wit and humor would be part of his courtship strategy. HOWEVER THEY ARE ALL SUPER CHEESY AND FUNNY. I love him but I feel like he'd be saying some of the most goofy shit possible with someone he genuinely likes.

🐎He would tease the reader with witty one-liners, creating a playful yet flirtatious dynamic.

🐎 Banter between them would be a recurring theme, adding humor to their interactions.

"You might want to be careful, sweetheart. I've been known to steal hearts." Erron said as he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer to him as the two of you watched the stars.

"Oh really?" S/O chuckles as they rest their head against his shoulder. Rolling their eyes at his cheesy attempt to charm.

🐎This man is an outlaw, he's unpredictable.

🐎 What does this lead to?

🐎He might surprise the reader with unexpected acts of kindness or show up when they least expect it, keeping them on their toes. All of a sudden he's appearing at their doorstep with a homemade dinner and flowers in hand.

🐎 Unexpected visits during storms, when the reader least expects it, would be Erron's way of expressing his affection.

"I brought dinner. Hope you like it."

"You can cook?"

"A little something I picked up over the years. Just for you."

🐎 Erron Black would likely be a fan of slow burn, gradually building a connection and chemistry with his S/O, making the eventual romance more rewarding from his courting.

"I reckon I want to savor every moment with you, darlin'. No rush."

Essenceeater © 2023 ┃ do not copy, modify, steal, repost ANY of my content.

[nostalgiacauseitstrendy]

Unexpected Delivery- Kabal x F!Reader

So I had an idea of a reader who gets unexpectedly pregnant by Kabal and potential interactions the reader might have with other kombatants as a result of them finding out they're pregnant.

Warnings: swearing, mentions of blood, bodily functions, abortion thoughts.

Background:

Y/n is a kombatant, morally grey. Grew up in the south side of Chicago, living vagrantly and poor. Pick your own skills/abilities. Y/n is sometimes on the side of good, sometimes not. Y/n interacts with the Black Dragon faction every now and then for quick missions for quick pay, although she is not a dedicated member (merc; she doesn't like killing unnecessarily). Y/n and Kabal have been dating and getting busy for the past 10 months (and its poorly kept secret, everyone knows). Also (b/c this is my story, fight me) you are really close to Mileena. Y/n realizes Mileena is just misunderstood and just wants to be accepted and loved :) (this is relevant later).

Story:

"Fuck, fuck!" y/n paced in her bathroom what seemed like an eternity before shakily picking up the third and final pregnancy test off the side of their bathtub.

The two lines flipped Y/n's denial back on its head. Y/n was pregnant, and she had suspected so for a couple of weeks. Frequent urination, body aches, sore nips- all the alarms went off for Y/n, but those parallel pink lines struck like a ton of bricks. Was it worth telling Kabal? Should she just terminate? How far along was she? Y/n had to lean against the sink as these thoughts made her woozy.

Y/n unlocked her phone and began to type a long message to the speedster, but selected it all and deleted it. Y/n was lost in infinite possibilities. She would have to stop doing runs for the Black Dragon. What about Kabal? Y/n did not want their child to be exposed to any of the criminal syndicate, especially...Kano.

The words though, their child rung in Y/n's head, immediately spurring a flurry of butterflies in her stomach. She imagined Kabal with a goofy grin, speeding around with their child. She knew from the few times he's spoke on it, he values family and wants a big family of his own. She imagined their little family watching nerdy movies like Star Wars or Ninja Mime...

Y/n swattted at the air as to physically dismiss her thoughts. She had a mission today and that came first. She decided if she was going to tell Kabal, it would be after she completed this mission.

...

Y/n had to pick up some packages for the Black Dragon. Minus an excessive amount of stealth, this should have been a straight-forward and easy mission. All Y/n had to do was bust open the back of the truck and steal the two smallest boxes. Y/n drew a ragged breath before engaging. Looking through the poorly lit truck, she found the two smallest boxes surrounded by piles of larger boxes keeping those two in place. What are in the boxes? Who knows, Y/n does not ask, as she likes to keep some emotional investment apart from her despicable position. She does this for money, not for shits and giggles.

Reminiscing on her days homeless on the streets of Chicago, Y/n quickly moved the larger boxes before snatching the two and taking off. Despite her speedy pace, Y/n was not as fast as she normally would be, knowing damn well why. This cost her, however, as gunfire began to ring out. Y/n dashed off as fast as she could, but took a bullet near her lower abdomen. Y/n screeched in pain, but also fear- what about her baby?

Y/n gritted her teeth and kept running as fast she could, bleeding out in the process. Y/n reached the Black Dragon compound after 10 minutes of running. As she pushed the doors open, she drew a ragged breath, and the floor began to speed towards her. Everything went black.

...

Y/n groaned and winced, perceiving the bright lights of the infirmary through her eyelids. Realization hit Y/n like a ton of bricks, however, and she sat quickly and violently upright. Y/n let out a grunt before taking in her surroundings. As she quickly surveyed the room, her eyes met with a mask all too familiar. In a millisecond he was at her bedside, speaking 100 miles per hour. All Y/n could make out is "what the fuck happened?" "I'll never let you go on a mission alone again." "Those fuckers are going to pay..." Y/n drowned out Kabal's stammering once she saw a medic.

Staring at y/n, y/n asked the head medic, in merely a whimper, "how is my baby?" Dumbfounded, but lightly amused, Kabal said "I'm fine but what the hell happened to you? Are you okay?" Y/n would have laughed had not the situation been dire.

"The bullet just barely missed the babies. We ran some tests, from we can tell, the babies are healthy for three months." Holy shit, three months? BABIES? PLURAL?

Although he had a mask on, you knew Kabal was blank. For what felt like years, he did not say a word. Then, merely a pained whisper, Kabal asked, "why didn't you tell me?"

"I planned to tell you right after my mission. I legitimately found out this morning. I was still processing it myself."

Kabal sat quietly, before walking away. "Kabal, wai-," he was already gone. Tears began to form in the corners of your eyes. Was he just going to throw everything away? Just leave just like that? All the crying and the morphine began to takeover, and Y/n began to unwillingly drift off.

When she awoke, she was at her apartment, in her bed. Pacing in the living room, was the speedster. As rare as it could be, he was unmasked and in a plain white tee and black sweatpants. Besides intimate moments, Y/n did not see this casual side often. Kabal was known to be ashamed of his disfigurement. To Y/n, however, the burns meant nothing at all. You loved that man with every fiber of your being.

Kabal heard the sheets slightly ruffle and looked to see Y/n awake and dashed over. Staring down for a moment, is soft brown eyes met yours, vulnerability painted over them. "The doctor said its twins, said we'd know the gender in two more months." Kabal saying "we" was a relief, calming your heart rate and the warmth running up your throat. Y/n swallowed back the potential nervous vomit before stating, "I thought you were going to leave me."

Kabal flinched slightly, as though you'd physically punched him. "Why would I ever do that? Y/n...although sooner than expected, this is always wanted. A peaceful life, loving kids, loving wife..if you are offering me that, I would never pass it up."

Y/n was about to reply before you stopped. Wife? You involuntarily smiled and blushed at the idea before verbalizing that exact question, "Wife?"

Kabal smiled before getting up and speeding around to your side of the bed, digging in his pocket.

"I know I am bottom-feeder, a nobody." His brows furrowed for a moment, but then his face softened. "But you make me feel like I am somebody, Y/n. I forget the monster I see in the mirror every morning. You love me like no one has ever loved me, Y/n. There is nothing I want more to spend the rest of my life with you and this family we're making. Will you marry me, Y/n?" The beautiful black and diamond ring sparkled brightly.

Of course you said yes.

Interactions:

Kano: "Don't think just cause Kabal knocked ya up I am givin either of ya a break."

Y/N: "Wouldn't expect anything less, cue ball."

Kano: "Just for that, I am goin to make sure ya suffer."

-

Kano: "I gotta ask, is Kabal too fast in bed?"

Y/n: "Drop it."

Kano: "Ill take that as a yes."

-

Kano: "Don't think I am giving you paternity leave."

Kabal: "I'm taking permanent leave."

Kano: "In a body bag. Shame ya kids will be without a daddy."

-

Sindel: "So you let that bottom-feeder weaken you with a child."

Y/n: "Here I was, going to ask you for any pregnancy tips."

Sindel (disheartened): "Edenian pregnancies are different than Earthrealmers but, make the speedster give you backrubs."

Y/n: "Noted."

-

Y/n: "I gotta ask, any pregnancy tips?"

Sonya (face softens): "You're not going to like it but, low-strain exercise will actually help."

Y/n: "You're right, I didn't like that."

-

Sonya: "You better treat Y/n like a damn princess."

Kabal: "Yes, madam bootlicker." *sarcastically salutes*

Sonya: *sigh* "I tried, Y/n."

-

Sonya: "I don't know what Y/n sees in you."

Kabal: "At least Y/n didn't bang Johnny."

Sonya: "Now ya done it."

-

Cassie Cage: "Please tell me you're having a gender reveal party."

Y/n: "Maybe...."

Cassie Cage: "PLEASE let me plan it. Please."

-

Kabal: *regretfully* "Any advice on being a father?"

Johnny Cage: "Oh my god so first....When I first...you gotta be prepared for...'"*endless rambling*

Kabal: "I shouldn't have asked."

-

Johnny Cage: "So, finally settling down, eh?"

Kabal: "Choose your words carefully, Cage."

Johnny Cage: "Congrats."

Kabal: "That was surprisingly..genuine."

-

Kabal: "I am not going to make my kids watch your trash movies, Cage."

Johnny Cage: "C'mon, they're fun for the whole family!"

Kabal: "I don't want to fry their brains that early."

-

Y/n: "Look, I can pick anyone for Godmother, you can pick anyone for Godfather."

Kabal: "Deal. No quips about who I pick though."

Y/n: "Same goes for me."

-

Mileena: "Dearest Y/n."

Y/n: "I have to ask you something." *explains what a Godmother is* "Would you like to be the Godmother of my twins?"

Mileena: *tearfully runs and hugs you, no fight ensues, match ends in immediate friendship*

-

Kabal: "MILEENA? Are you serious?"

Y/n: "Like Erron is any better?"

Kabal: "She will eat them!"

Y/n: "You said no quips."

[mk-nightrider]

Numb hands feeling at silk sheets underneath him, a faint familiarity in the scent of the pillows. Vanilla musk and the faintness of Outworld cherries. He wasn’t placed in just anyone’s room.

Kotal found his way to the window, large velvet curtains moving to get a view to the city outside. “It is a necessary evil… Such is the way of being Emperor. We must all take responsibility for decisions we are not fond of. Dealing alongside Kano is one of those decisions.” The Emperor didn’t look back at him, those piercing eyes still a bit hazy from the tonic that helped put him to sleep. “You will not have to face him… I know you are still angry about his retreat in the jungle. But I will assign you elsewhere when his clan returns. Though, it is months from now, do not be fearful…”

“Ain’t afraid of him…” Erron choked out, the scar Mavado left over his chest burning a bit at the mention. Though, it could’ve been from the patterns of lightning strike. “Ain’t afraid of nothing ,” he coughed, lungs heaving a bit with the leftover smoke that burned his throat. The smell of burning flesh was now a distant memory from his unconsciousness.

— Nightrider, part three, ‘Blood And Thunder’

[bi-force-1]

I got so mad at what Onslaught did to Erron Black in the Kabal story that I wrote a fic changing it.

For real though, why are they changing him so much from how he was in MKX? Why is he a shitty Texan knock off of Kano now?

[creatorofstarrealm]

Chapter 33: Truths Revealed

Summary: Realizing that they are outnumbered, Kotal's group decides to set up camp. That proved to be a mistake as Shao Kahn had anticipated their arrival and he had a sinister plan in mind.

[dei2dei]

Well, I'm not to be trusted early in the morning before my coffee when someone is doing ART COMMISSIONS because "oh hey maybe that Wild West AU, I could, nah, I'm still researching, wait why have I just paid for this commission?" So, uh, yeah, CageBlade Wild West AU will exist at some point, I just commissioned an artist for it. We'll hope they accept the commission and I guess I better get writing.

[inky-snowdrop]

Mortal Kombat 11: Civil War

A Mortal Kombat Multi-Chapter Fanfiction

Pairings: Mileena/Scorpion || Hanzo Hasashi, Kitana/SubZero || Kuai Liang (implied), Sonya Blade/Erron Black

Rating: M (18+)

(canon-typical violence, implied sexual content, strong language, cannibalism, graphic depictions of blood, gore, and death)

Originally Written In: 2015

<- Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 ~ FINAL

Notes: You may be wondering why this fic is ending here... Well, I wrote the rest of this story on a school computer and then lost all my progress when they shut down my old school account when I graduated 🙃 Yes I was that kid that wrote porn at school. Don't be like me fellas

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Chapter 6 ~ Cassie Cage

"This is ridiculous!" Cassie whispered to her mother she walked down the hallways of Shao Kahn's palace. "We could totally over power them! We just need Mr. Sunshine over there to help this time." Scorpion shot her a dirty look and continued walking to the dining hall. "How much farther to the dining room!" Cassie yelled in frustration. "This girl needs to eat soon or someone's gonna die."

"Keep your mouth closed," Tanya snapped as they turned a corner and entered a long, narrow hallway. At the end, there were black painted doors, savagely marked from something that was very hungry.

Cassie gave Tanya the fuck off sign as she yelled, "I have free rights. I'M AMERICAN!" Kitana looked like she was going to rip Cassie's head off, spine and all, if she didn't shut up. 'Who cares what the bitch thinks,' Cassie thought as her stomach growled. 'So, SO hungry!' They reached the end of the tunnel and Cassie helped open the door because she was so hungry. But… "WHERE THE HELL IS THE FOOD!" Cassie screamed as Tanya shoved Sonya in, along with Kitana. Erron literally kicked Scorpion to get him inside, getting a second degree burn in the process.

Skarlet just watched from the doorway, her ruby eyes staring into Cassie's. "You will stay here until Mileena comes," Tanya hissed as she closed the doors, slamming them with a crack!

"Then where are you going?!" Sonya snarled as she began to pull at the handle that held the door, actually wrenching it backwards before it snapped forward again.

"We have to find your friends before they get back to Earth Realm and warn everybody of where you are," it was Erron's voice this time, his accent still apparent even through the giant doors. Cassie looked away from the door and observed her surroundings for food. There was a oaken carved table in the middle of the room with what seemed to be fifty chairs on both sides. The walls were painted a blood red color, which kinda scared Cassie. There was another door on the opposite side of the room, directly across from the one they came in. After searching for thirty seconds, Cassie went to examine the other door.

"Enough! Leave if you must!" Scorpion roared as he set the whole door on fire, flinging one of his spears into the door and heaved. The door would have come off its hinges if someone hadn't been pulling the door in the other direction.

"What the hell?" Sonya said as she peered through the charred door and saw there was no one on the other side. "Nobody there."

" The doors must be magik," Kitana said with her perfect edianian vocals (Oh yes, Cassie was still pissed at her) as she touched the door just to be repealed with a burst of green magik.

"It looks like the work of Ermac," Sonya said as she blast a pink beam into the force field and saw it come flying out in the other direction.

"Ermac worked for Kotal Kahn. Why is he with Mileena?" Scorpion asked as he placed two hands on the door, lit them on fire, testing it for magik.

"I'm starving!" Cassie called from the other door, knocking on it to see if it is was protected with magik too.

"Your voice is hurting my head. Please be quiet," KItana called back as Cassie turned and let out a sound that only girls can make. Everyone turned and gave her a nasty look.

Cassie shrugged her shoulders and said, "Maybe the witch did it?"

Kitana smiled and said with a flirty laugh, "Do you and I have a problem, Cassandra?"

Cassie was beginning to understand Scorpion's point of view as she seethed, "Of course we do! Your so PERFECT and BEAUTIFUL and it gets annoying after a while that whatever I do, you're so much better then me!" All that filled the room was silence, a deathly silence.

"And do have more to say?" Kitana asked as she smoothed her perfect teal tournament uniform, clearly not offended by any of the things Cassie just said.

Cassie was pretty much just shaking with rage as she found her voice and roared, "And you what else!? Jacquinn and Sub-Zero could be dead right now! BECAUSE OF YOU!"

Kitana's eyes widened and she yelled, "I was not the one who left her teammate behind, as you told me at the ridge!"

"And I didn't leave my BOYFRIEND!" KItana's eyes filled with hate as she threw one of her fans at Cassie, embedding itself deep into her shoulder. Cassie cried out in pain as Kitana jumped over a chair and threw herself at Cassie. She hit the floor hard, with Cassie on the bottom as she began to punch her face over and over again.

"You have NO IDEA how much I have seen, CASSANDRA! You know NOTHING of the pain in my heart!" Kitana screamed as she ripped out her other fan and embedded that into Cassie's other shoulder.

"My name is not Cassandra! It's CASSIE!" Cassie roared as she kneed Kitana in the crotch. Kitana fell backwards and hit a chair, with Cassie on top, punching her head again. Kitana flicked her arm and a blue mist escaped her hand. It made the fans open. They ripped through tissue and bone as Cassie screamed. It wasn't a quiet scream ether, it was a raw throated scream. Even in the depths of her chambers, Mileena heard the noise and smiled to herself.

Kitana was ripped off Cassie by Sonya as she threw her against the door. "Aright! You listen, bitch…" Sonya said as she held down Kitana. Scorpion looked at Cassie's wounds as she tried to shoot Kitana with her gun.

"Don't move," Scorpion hissed as he seared the wounds shut. A yelp escaped Cassie's throat as she breathed in more air, trying to make the pain stop.

"Th… thank you," she whispered as she stood up and leaned on the table.

Scorpion nodded his head slightly and said quietly, "Do not trust Kahn family. They are smart and cunning, as well as being powerful in words and actions."

"I could say the same thing to you, Scorpion," Cassie said as she sat in the nearest chair. Scorpion's eyes narrowed with suspicion as Cassie continued, "I saw the way Mileena looked at you. She likes you and not just in a passing type of thing. She likes you."

"I do not follow," Scorpion said as he sat next to her, his eyes glimmering with a faint fire.

Cassie gave him a are-you-that-stupid look as she said, "I had a girl in my class last year, her name was Jessica Portsworth, and she acted just like Mileena, except, of course, the teeth. Anyway, she really liked this guy, Thomas Linderly, and one time he had a party… and she went… and 8 months later she was pregnant. See what I'm getting at?"

Scorpion's eyes began to glow again as he asked, "You believe Mileena wishes to seduce me?"

"I think a little more then a little bit," Cassie said as she twisted the wrong way and cracked her neck by accident.

Scorpion snorted and stood up, away from the table, and snarled, "I do not indulge myself in fleshly pleasures."

"Hey. That's what every man and woman says and yet, we have a population problem," Cassie snapped as her stomach growled again. Scorpion eyes became encased with fire as she quickly added, "I just saying what I think might happen! Don't go all fire demon on me!" Scorpion gave Cassie a shut-the-fuck-up look as he went to help Sonya hold down Kitana. Once again, Cassie was alone and Kitana had all the friends, ether helping her discover what kind of magik was keeping us in or being held down for attacking a soldier. Cassie sighed unhappily and kinda missed the game day mess and her father, remembering his corny jokes and funny attitude… Tears stung Cassie's eyes as she wiped away any daring to run down her face.

Only she didn't move her hands at all and she didn't have claws ether. "Clever girl," a voice whispered in her ear, sounding strikingly like Kitana, but with a more girly tone. Cassie then heard a growl and thought it was her stomach, but it was instead a growl of a hungry tarkatan. She whipped around and saw Mileena standing behind her, with her hot pink mask and black teeth shapes on this time. She stood over her in her fishnet stockings and pink boots that went all the way up past her knee cap, which was covered with a diamond shaped crest, all in black. 'Scorpion better watch out,' Cassie thought in her head as she leaned as far away from Mileena and her deadly fangs. 'Damn! Even Kitana's CLONE is cute! No, not cute. Sexy is a better word.' Mileena stared at Cassie, making her feel like she wore no pants to Outworld today. "I know it feels to be in someone's shadow. To be overlooked," Mileena whispered into Cassie's ear, her teeth inches from her face.

"Okay, Mileena! Personal space bubble!" Cassie yelled, trying to get Sonya's attention. Fortunately, it worked.

"How in the hell did YOU get in here?!" Sonya yelled as she marched over to Cassie, leaving Scorpion to wrangle Kitana on his own. Cassie felt Mileena back away as she giggled hysterically, waiting for her mother's wrath to befall her. "What the fuck shit was that?!" Sonya seethed as she walked over to Mileena and pointed finger in her face, only Mileena's breasts in between them.

Before she could answer, the originally sealed doors flew open to reveal Ferra, who held a platter of food in her hands. She giggled and screamed at the EarthRealmers,"Ferra bring food for MEAN, BLOND, PRETTY GIRL!"

"Oh thank god!" Cassie exclaimed as she jumped up to help bring the food to the table, but forgot that she couldn't walk very good and fell to the floor.

"Honestly Cassie," Mileena said with a half smile as she teleported the food to the table, in a plume of pink magik as Ferra let out a shriek at the sign of magik. "All you needed to do was ask!" Everyone in the room stared at Mileena with curious eyes, even Cassie, who hadn't been called 'Cassie' since the last time she saw her dad.

"How'd you do that?" Sonya asked out loud as she stepped away from Mileena, her hand reaching up her back towards her guns.

Mileena stared at Sonya, her eyes shining like ambers as she purred, "My new body allows me to!" With a swish of her hand, Cassie was inside a pink tunnel, falling and falling. Then she landed in one of the chairs at the table, the soft cushion breaking her fall. She looked around and noticed all had been dropped in a similar fashion. And everyone looked pretty shaken, even Kitana and Scorpion. Mileena giggled from where she was standing and skipped over to the table, sitting in seat next to Scorpion.

Cassie heard a faint groan come from that direction as Scorpion turned away and looked at the paintings on the walls instead of Mileena. "Where's the drinks?" Cassie asked, trying to help the mood back to a calm environment. Mileena's eyes flicked up to Ferra in the door, who turned a ghost shade of white as she snapped in Outworlder and pointed at the table. Ferra shook from head to toe as she scampered over to the table and placed a red liquid right in front of Cassie, bowing her head in Mileena's direction.

She then screamed as she ran back out the door, "Ferra no-no like WINE!"

Cassie stared at the platter in front of her and turned to Sonya and whispered, "What do I do?"

Sonya smiled as she said through closed teeth, "You EAT it."

Cassie nodded and turned away to open the platter lid when she noticed Kitana staring at it with suspicion in her eyes. "Anything I can get you, Princess," Cassie sneered in Kitana's direction.

Kitana looked at Cassie with her brown, doe eyes and suddenly, Cassie actually listened to her. "Don't eat it," Kitana said as she adjusted one of the golden plates that lay before her.

Mileena gave Kitana a really dirty look. "Why not?" Cassie asked as she tried to push away the platter and only succeeded in almost tipping her chair backwards.

"Yes. Why NOT, Kitana," Mileena asked through clenched teeth as she stared into Kitana's eyes.

Two very angry eyes looked at each other until Kitana hissed, "Because it's poisoned."

Mileena laughed and asked, "Why would I harm anyone? I would barely harm a fly!" Cassie swallowed a giggle as she stared at this sister rivalry.

"Earth Realmers killed your father. And did you not sign a peace treaty with Earth Realm because of this? You do not like Earth Realmers so it would make sense that you would try to kill one," Scorpion interfered as his eyes grew steadily brighter.

"That's not true! I like you!" Mileena said as she walked over to Kitana. "If there was anyone in this room I would kill, it would be Kitana or Cassie." Scorpion's eyes widened because Cassie knew he had all the proof he needed to know now. Mileena turned back and winked at him. He narrowed his eyes.

Mileena giggled as Kitana hissed, "I've seen you kill so many people, it's hard to keep track. And the reason you wouldn't harm fly is because your part fly!"

Mileena slapped her hard, leaving red welts and bloody scratch marks behind. "You dare speak to the Empress of Outworld in such a fashion?!" Mileena yelled in Kitana's face as Kitana shoved her away.

"Whoa! Alright! Let's just calm down and breath in deep and slow…" Sonya didn't even finish her sentence before Mileena threw a chair at her, sending her tumbling to the floor.

"Mom!" Cassie screamed as she dove from her chair to make sure that Sonya was still breathing.

"I'm fine. STOP," Sonya ordered as she sat up and rubbed her body to make sure nothing was broken. "Let's kick some empress ass."

But before they even got up, they heard, "GET OVER HERE!" coming from above them. Cassie looked up at Scorpion as he pulled Mileena away from Kitana and onto his lap.

By his face color, Cassie inferred it was an accident.

"Oh, Hanzo! You naughty boy!" Mileena purred as she cuddled in closer to Scorpion, who looked like he might explode. He shoved Mileena off and looked like he was going to set her on fire when a knock was heard from the door.

"Mileena!" a voice called from the other side of the door. "We found the nubian girl you asked for!" Mileena's whole face lit up as she teleported to the door and opened it, showing a tired Tanya and Erron. In front of them was Jacquinn, her hands and feet bound together. "Jacquinn!" Cassie heard herself say as she made her way over to Jacquinn, who gave her the stink eye.

"Back up, Cassie," Erron said as he swiftly removed one of his guns and clicked it into position.

"What!? I'm helping her, cowboy!" Cassie retorted as she took a step closer.

"I said, 'Back Up'" Erron snarled as he placed a finger on the trigger. Cassie looked at Jacquinn then back to the gun then back to Jacquinn. She really liked Jacquinn, but she couldn't help her if she couldn't move. 

Finally, she gave him the fuck you sign and walked back to Sonya.

"Where did you find our little friend?" Mileena asked as she caressed Jacquinn's cheek, making her flinch backwards.

"She was trying to contact her Earth Realmer friends," Tanya said with a yawn. From where she was standing, Cassie could only hear snippets of the conversation that Mileena was having with Tanya and Erron Black.

After what seemed to be forever, Mileena turned around and said to all, "You may leave. Find your rooms and sleep well. Your Earth Realmer friends will be here in the morn."

Murmurs filled the room as Cassie called to Mileena, "And how do you think we'll find our rooms, exactly?"

Mileena turned back to Cassie and gave her a are-you-stupid look. "Like this," Mileena hissed as she lifted her hand up, pink smoke escaping her palm. Just like that, for the fifth time that day, Cassie was falling. Only this time, the tunnel was pink and glittering. Just like it had swept her up, the tunnel disappeared and Cassie fell onto a bed. She got up quickly and looked at her room for the night. It was painted a deep blue color with sky blue lotus's painted on. It had a white and gold beros lining the walls. There was also white and gold closet on the far side of the room, standing a pretty good height in the air.

Cassie got out of her queen sized bed, with ice blue silk sheets and a deep blue canopy, and walked over to the closet to see what the hell was inside. 'An elephant?' Cassie guessed in her head as she pulled on the doors to open the closet. 'Or maybe a velociraptor?' It was in fact filled with clothes. But not just any clothes. Blue tournament uniforms dating back to the first timeline, which for Cassie, was a long time ago. "Oh SHIT!" Cassie shouted she slammed the closet doors shut and looked out one of the two glass windows.

She was in Kitana's old room, when Shao Kahn was still alive. 'I gotta get out of here,' Cassie thought to herself as she walked over to the white painted doors, preparing to open them. But she couldn't even touch them because of the green magik that surrounded all the doors in the palace. 'Shit, shit, SHIT!' Cassie thought in her head as she paced the floor, trying to decide what to do next. She was trapped in her enemy's old room and couldn't get out. In other words, she was Caged. For the night at least. 'It could be worse,' Cassie thought as she sat on the soft bed, trying to calm her racing heart. 'I could be sharing a room with Kitana. Now, that would be…' A roar interrupted her thoughts, causing her to jump. 'Only one night, one night…. one night…' Cassie repeated to herself as she fell asleep. But one night was all Mileena needed to secure her man… and her heir.

[thirstdrafts]

Poll/Question Time

[yanderestarangel]

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꒰ ♡ ꒱ HEADKANONS MK1 | "𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐎 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋" - 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 + 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐊 

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꒰ ♡ ꒱ dumb midnight thoughts - johnny cage mk1 | TW: dirty talk, pussy talk, afab reader, degradation, just a short smut.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ sub tomas x dom reader | tw: v!sex, ride, smut, ftm reader, whining, beg, daddykink, nsfw, dacryphilia, master x sub, overstimulation, handjob, afab anatomy, dom!reader.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐲𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡 - 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 | 𝐓𝐖: afab anatomy, ftm reader, v!sex, overstimulation, soft!dom syzoth, confused feelings on the part of the reader, little angst, reader has trust issues, passionate syzoth, unprotected sex, cum play, smut, porn plot, praise.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ dark!johnny cage smut | TW: afab anatomy, ftm reader, reader wears a dress, v!sex, blowjob, cock warming, hard!dom johnny, toxic relationship, possessive sex, insecurity (on johnny's part), spanking, degradation, dark!johnny cage, smut, porn plot,orgasm denial.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ headkanons mk1 - trio lin kuei + friend!reader | part 2 - after bi han's betrayal | TW: afab reader, smut, angst, dark!bi han, nsfw, plot follows the canon line of mk1 (with the ending of tomas, kuai liang and bi han), tomas x reader, bi han x reader, soft!dom bi han, v!sex, oral (f!re), temperature!play.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐊1 | 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐔𝐄𝐈 | 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐏 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐋 | TW: afab reader, dp with toys, use of vibrators, plugs, dildos, overstimulation, dirty talk, fingering, cum play, anal sex, v!sex, no pronouns used other than 'you'.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐛𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐧 | TW: v!sex, extreme dirty talk, ftm reader, pussy talk, v!sex, hard!dom bi han, afab anatomy, praise, sub x master dynamics.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ sugar daddy! old johnny cage | tw: age gap, afab reader, praise, smut, nsfw, v!sex, oral ( f!re ), sugar daddy concept, semi public sex, daddykink, degradation kink, blowjob, dirty talk, anal, sex!toys, power play, sub!reader, dilf!johnny, sexual positions/kama sutra, rec!sex, no pronouns used other than 'you', spoilers about the canon line of mk11, little angst.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ headcanons mk1 | "how would they react to you being insecure about your body" | TW: chubby/thick reader, afab reader, v!sex, oral (f!re), blowjob, praise kink, smut, porn plot, insecurity, body worship, sub!reader + soft!dom, hard!dom.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ "my heart belongs to you alone..." | tw: insecurities, jealousy, reader has trust issues, make-up sex, dom!bi han, praise, v!sex, ftm reader, rough sex, smut, little angst, afab anatomy.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ headkanons mk1 | dom!tomas vrbada - smut edition | ☆🧸TW: ftm reader, daddykink, v!sex, facesitting, fingering, masturbation, aggressive sex, husband x husband, afab anatomy, nicknames, praise, degradation, hard!dom tomas, punishment, oral (f!re), blowjob, breeding, size kink.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ bi han!trio x reader | TW: v!sex, handjob,oral (f!re), double!blowjob, cum!play, face!fuck, they/them used, voyeurism, exhibitionism, threesome, gang bang, sub reader, aggressive sex, praise, degradation, dumbfication, afab anatomy, titan!bi han,og!bi han, dark!bi han x reader , sub!reader, smut, nsfw, little plot in final cut.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐮𝐚𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐠 | 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 |

꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐊1 | 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍!𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐕𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀 𝐗 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 | TW : ftm reader, afab anatomy, praise, unreviewed, smut, virgin concept, soft!dom tomas, oral (f!re), blood.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐛𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐧 | TW: ftm reader, afab anatomy, non con, v!sex, forced feminization, kidnapping, manipulation, praise, use of powers, power play, unprotected sex, degradation, fingering, hard sex, overstimulation, dark themes, breed!kink, porn plot.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐊1 | 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐘!𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓 | TW: age gap, sugar!relationship, milf sindel, gn reader, power play, switch!sindel, v!sex, mommykink, use of sex toys, fingering, riding!face, overstimulation, oral ( f!re ), smut, praise.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ bi han x ftm reader smut | ꒰ 🧺 ꒱  TW: v!sex, afab anatomy, daddykink, breeding, ftm/male reader, porn plot, smut, femboy reader.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ dom!tomas vrbada hc | TW: hard!dom tomas, sexual fantasies, fetishes, daddykink, breed!kink, spit on mouth, v!sex, blowjob - deep throat, rough sex, dub con, hunter!play, primitive sex, size!kink, bare sex, degradation, oral (f!re), nicknames, ftm!reader, extreme!smut, nsfw, bites, afab anatomy, power play, part.1.

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Joker’s Wild (Shang Tsung x Reader) Chapter 7

Sorry writing things have been taking a back seat of everything. but here is the latest chapter. 

[Your P.O.V.]

"Yeah there's this guy on my ceiling that's not Meat." I want to tell her about the sexy cute man with blue eyes! He's just so adorable!

"You, no one else goes in your room. Who on earth are you talking about?" Mileena asked me.

I sighed and prepared to tell her exactly what I told mommy. "Just listen. There IS a guy with very bright blue eyes, short-ish brown hair that kind of curls, he looks pretty tall by the way he leans from the bars and oh my god, he is soooo sexy! He's got arms to kill for! And thighs to go with them too! Sometimes he has facial hair and other times he looks like he shaves, but doesn't know. He's totally your type Mileena!" I said excitedly. He is definitely not her type! I just like messing with her- Oh! Look, one 2 liter of Root Beer left! MINE!!! Then I felt a slap behind my head. "OUCH! What was that for?" I whined.

'Uh-oh, she's glaring. She's not happy. Oh, right, Root Beer to drink!' Right as I was about to drink the last 2 liters she snatched it from my hand and growled at me. "I'm with Bi-Han, You! And for your information, I'm pretty sure that if there was a guy on your ceiling, I'd have seen him by now."

"He's shy. He hides when you come into the room." True, he does hide when she comes in. I can tell he thinks she's cute. Now how am I going to get that Root Beer from her?

"Well, maybe if you introduced me to your friend, he wouldn't have to hide from me so much. Then I wouldn't think you're crazy!"

"Oh. Ok, well, can I have that drink now? You're not going to drink it are you?"

"Here," she handed it back to me. I drank it in like,  no time. Mmm…that's good.

As I finished it off and was about to burp, I heard the doorbell ring that scared me and made me hiccup. I looked to Mileena to see if she was going to answer it and see who it was. It could have been a serial killer. Instantly I was at the door and opened it. A deep chuckle drew my attention that it was a disaster of a door. When I looked at the guest I ran right into his arms! Good thing he was a sturdy man. I think I would have crushed him otherwise! "KABAL!"

"Hello Y/N, how are you?" he asked, putting my hair behind my ears. I jumped down from his arms and looked him up and down. Same outfit as ever; black shirt, black pants, black shoes and awesome jacket. As I took a closer look at his cool sneakers I noticed a penny on the ground next to his foot. I tried but I just had to pick it up.

"I see you haven't changed much," he said. Mileena came up behind me. "She'll never change. Anything shiny that crosses her eye; she dives for it and forgets everyone else. Sorry Kabal, but you've been ditched for a penny." I didn't ditch him! I'm just giving my shiny penny named Fillip all my attention right now.

A second later I felt the sting of Mileena's slap on the back of my head, again. I looked at her like she was bitch; why'd she hit me??? "You're mean, Mileena."

"Well you're rude. You haven't offered Kabal to come inside."

"OH! I'm sorry! Kabal, would you like to come inside? It's nice and warm. It reminds me of this one time,”

"You, just let him in," Mileena groaned.

"Sorry." I moved aside and watched him walk in. Damn he's tall!

He sat on the couch and folded his hands in his lap as he observed Mileena and I take our seats. "Girls, how are things?"

"Good. Better than ever, really.” I started

"Just play with your penny and I'll tell him the story. Ok, sweetie?"

"Ok Milly. Oh, Kabal, do you want some pizza? There's a piece left."

His laugh was hearty and strong. "No, thank you.”

"Oh yeah, its all meat." I let him and Mileena continue to talk while I listened and thought about what to do with Fillip.

"So other than seeing your two favorite people, what brings you here, Kabal?"

Both me and Mileena heard him sigh. Uh-oh. That sounds unpleasant. Kind of like when you know Mileena's going to hit you for being rude. "Kano has escaped the prison we put him in and has teamed up with some guy named Erron Black. My team in outworld are hunting them down as we speak to recapture him. I just came by to say that things aren't as steady as they should be so heads up. Keep your eyes open wherever you go. I must leave now; my companions are waiting outside for me." With that he hastily stood up and left.

Mileena was the first to break the silence, since I was still playing with Fillip. "I think we do indeed need to keep our eyes open. Strange things have been happening these past few weeks. I'm just hoping that Kabal will find Kano and discover why he's teamed up with Erron Black."

"As in my ex?" I asked. Obviously I missed something here while Fillip was telling me about the square root of cherry pie. I saw her shake her head and roll her eyes. "Technically, he was just using you to test drugs. But if you want to call him your ex-boyfriend who barely liked either of you, go ahead."