#mk drabble

[msmk11]

Pretty Boy

Harry Potter x fem!reader

WC: 563

CW: mentions of the Dursleys being neglectful; FLUFF

Summary: You love to make your boyfriend embarassed

Day 21 of mk's mad dash

Sadly, your boyfriend grew up without any affection from his family. So, it was no surprise that any affection he was shown was foreign to him. And, in some cases, maybe even a little embarrassing. You remembered the early days of your relationship- how even a peck on his cheek or a hug would make him blush furiously. With time, of course, he became more comfortable in your affection and even initiated it himself. Still, occasionally, you were able to bring back out his shy side, intentionally or not. 

In this instance, you were very intentional about trying to make your boyfriend blush. After he’d called you pretty girl a few weeks ago and left you a flustered mess, you were determined to get revenge. 

You decided to act completely unassuming, only throwing the term of endearment back in his face when he was most vulnerable and sweet in your arms. 

After a long Friday of classes, you brought Harry back to your dorm to cuddle and relax, simply enjoying one another’s presence. You snuck some food from the kitchens that now left you both feeling stuffed and satisfied. In your current position you were laying sprawled out, back on the bed and Harry nearly entirely on top of you.

In your post-dinner bliss, you two had gone mostly silent, reveling in each other’s company and touch. You absentmindedly ran your fingers through Harry’s wild black hair, pursuing a pointless mission of trying to untangle his curls. 

Your boyfriend’s face was buried in your neck, occasionally pressing gentle kisses to your skin when the urge presented itself. 

When your fingers made their way to the nape of his neck, Harry hummed softly against you.

“Feel good, Haz?”

“Yeah, baby. So good. Love when you play with my hair,” he sighed.

You pressed a kiss to the crown of his head, “Good. You deserve to be spoiled, you know.”

“Why? ‘Cos my parents are dead?” he mumbled.

To those who didn’t know your boyfriend, this type of comment would’ve left them floored. But for you, who was used to his dark humor, you only laughed disbelievingly, squeezing his arm chidingly, “Harry!”

“Well?”

You pressed another fond kiss against his skin, this time to his cheek, “You deserve to be spoiled because I love you and because you’re a sweet boy.”

Then more quietly you whispered, “my sweet boy.”

Harry raised his head from its home in your neck and pecked your lips lovingly, “love you, baby.”

You knew that now was the time to strike. 

“I love you too, my pretty boy.”

Your boyfriend’s face went from loving to embarrassed in seconds, his brown skin coloring red. 

He whined and buried his face back in your neck.

“What’s wrong my love,” you asked teasingly.

“You know what’s wrong,” he grumbled, “you did it on purpose.”

“Did what on purpose?”

Harry looked back up at you, the most adorable pout gracing his lips, “You called me…. pretty boy…. just to make me embarrassed.”

“I said what I meant,” you answered honestly, “though the teasing was a benefit.”

Your boyfriend continued to pout at you, “I hate you.”

“You love me,” you reminded him, “Otherwise you wouldn’t feel so embarrassed right now.”

“Fine,” he huffed, rolling his eyes, “Whatever you say, pretty girl.”

And damn him, because now you were the one left a blushing mess.

[seraphmeraph]

yall life lowkey kicking my ass but I gotchu with the Bi Han smut

Pussy Drunk Bi Han

MK1 smut with bbg Bi Han

TW: 18+, oral sex, eating out, degrading, overstimulation, AFAB reader, dom!bi-han, sub!reader, yeah

A/N: So I am currently working on requests but I'm hella slow with it so heres a little thing I put together

Bi Han had his head burrowed between your thighs, lapping at your pussy like there was no tomorrow. It seemed like he had been there for decades, his rough hands wrapped around your thighs.

"Bi Han," You whined, overstimulated and exhausted. "Please, enough," You whimpered, attempting to close your legs, but he kept them pried open.

"Be a good slut and keep them opened," He practically growled, his voice low and deep. His frigid fingers dug into your exposed skin, bruising it. His lips sucked harshly at your clit.

As much as you wanted to grab his hair, you knew he'd likely punish you for not being able to keep your hands off him.

Bi Han took a hand off your thigh, delving two digits back into your heat. You arched your back as he began pumping in and out, causing you to whine and whimper out his name. You felt a familiar painful knot form in your stomach.

He continued to suck harshly, curling his fingers to abuse your sweet spot. He pulled his lips away, "Embrace your pleasure." He looked up at you, watching you finally reach your breaking point.

You screamed out Bi Han's name as another orgasm came over you. Your legs shook as you panted, Bi Han's tongue returning to lick up your juices. His tongue was ice cold as he cleaned you with his tongue.

Keeping his fingers inside you, his other hand touched your cheek, caressing it. "Such a pretty little thing. I'm going to make you come until I'm satisfied," He spoke tenderly despite his words. He kissed your lips lovingly.

You better pray because he's far from satisfied.

[2kiran]

MULTI YANDERE 香菸 ── `` amab reader. suggestive.

sparring with SLASHER!YANDERE . . . he's personally training you in case you need to defend yourself when he somehow can't be there. his foot sweeps your ankles, ending with you on your back and with him in your lap.

his hand secures your wrists, panting through his mask. "fuck..." you grunt from the impact of the fall, but he's more 'worried' about something else. "(name)..." he laughs, "are you hard?" he subtly rocks his hips. "wha– no. it's just–" he grounds himself down on you. "just what? don't tell me fighting's got you all excited."

you shake your head, face warming. "t'awww, it's okay, baby. you can tell me. you like this, don't you?" he grinds against you again, grinning. his tone was teasing, almost like he was scolding you for it. "'s okay. 'm not mad, sweet thing. let me help you, yeah?"

masterlist

[thisonehere]

A Match Made In Hell

Cheating!Bi-Han x Reader

A/n: This was a lot more late than I wanted it to be but I'm glad I finally got it done. I love Bi-Han but this idea was just constantly in my head so I just had to write about it.

Edit: Part 2

Tags: MK 1, MK AU, cheating, drabble

C/w: Cheating, angst, mentions of sex, Y/n kinda snaps, sad ending

Today was the day, Bi-Han was finally coming home. You buzzed happily before your vanity, carefully analyzing every feature of your face. You admire the flowers that you delicately braided into your hair. They were from your garden, you planted them with the intention of wearing them the day Bi-Han finally returned to you.

Unbeknownst to Liu Kang, Bi-Han has been very active in building a place for the Lin Kuei in the new world. He has been leaving many times to create alliances, defeating enemies, collecting power for his clan to prosper. Bi-Han felt discontent with the role they had played for the longest, he once even said that they were basically Liu Kang's lap dogs.

The moment when he used his men as test dummies for those two farmers and an actor was the final straw for him. You remember how he was that night, he was in such a state of fury and devastation that you consoled him for hours. The next day he gathered up a small group of trusted Lin Kuei and went somewhere in secret. He then came back with allies and new resources. It's been like that ever since.

You hated it when he left, especially now, this is the longest he had been gone. You were alone many nights in your shared bed missing him, wondering if he was thinking about you like you were thinking about him, missing you like you missed him. Whenever he was gone, you would go to Kuai and Tomas for support. But no, He had taken them along as well, much to their protest.

You were so scared so many times, you feared that the last you would ever see him sad when he left, he dodged and planted a kiss on your forehead, promising to come back to you. It had been months since that day had passed, so many were you scared that you would receive news that something happened to him, that he had died. Out of respect to you, she had called you to her office to be the first to receive the news.

Thankfully that sooner ended when Sektor had announced that not only was Bi-Han alive, he had also successfully created a major alliance with a strange clan from the Netherrealm, the sisterhood of shadow led by someone known as Quan Chi. Bi-Han had sent her a letter describing it all, he specifically brought one of the members, a demoness known Sareena. He brought her up quite a few times, whenever he did he spoke adamantly about her, almost praising her, which was odd because that wasn't something Bi-Han ever really did.

But you didn't think about it much, you were so overjoyed to hear this, to know that your husband was safe and coming home. You bursted into tears of joy and relief right there, it was embarrassing but you couldn't care at that second. Ever since then you have been excitedly preparing for Bi-Han's I'd return. You acquired his favorite tea to serve him, you baked his favorite pastries to feed him, you pressed and ironed the dress you knew he loved. Now the day was here, you were practically shaking with excitement to see him again.

Once you were satisfied with how you looked, you leaned back into youu chair, rested your eyes, and fantasized about the moment Bi-Han would walk through the door. The way he takes you into his arms and kiss passionately, then you'd stay up all night so you could show him just how much you missed him. You could hardly wait.

You were soon snapped out of your daydreaming when you heard something outside, the deafening roar of thousands cheering. You knew that meant one thing: Bi-Han was finally here.

...

Thousands of Lin Kuei gathered around the main entrance to welcome Bi-Han. They roared deafening cheers as their Grandmasters led the procession of his group through the crowd. His heart swelled with pride and so many gathered to welcome him home. It was a welcome one too, this journey was the most periless one he has faced yet, but it was also the most rewarding. He acquired very powerful assets in this journey.

There’s one specifically that valued most of all.

He looked behind him to look for them, and he was met with the unhappy looks of disapproval painted his brothers face. Not much to Bi-Han’s surprise, his brothers have been against what he has been doing for the longest. They have fought and protested every step of the way. Venturing into the Netherrealm caused the worst one yet.

"This is Insanity!" He remembered Tomas protesting, they were standing before a portal to the Netherrealm. Kuai and Tomas were trying their hardest to convince not to do this. "No, this is necessary, for our clans future." Bi-Han said. He attempted to approach the ort but Kuai blocked his path. "Our future is with Liu Kang and serving Earthrealm. Not this, not joining hands with devils."

Bi-Han just stared at Kuai and shook his head disbelief, "Serve? The Lin Kuei aren't servants, we're warriors. Liu Kang squanders our potential, uses us to play his trivial games and puts us back on the shelf when he is done with us, forbidding us from growing, stifling our true potential. We must make a deal with demons to finally reach it...then so be it" It is so good for Bi-Han to finally say this, for so long he had kept his thoughts inside, but the past successes in obtaining allies emboldened him to speak freely.

Kuai stared at him in disbelief, he looked at his brother like he was a stranger. Bi-Han pushed past him and to the portal.

And now here they are, the mission was a success and now his warriors celebrated him. Bi-Han tried to look past his brothers for his special guest, but he did not see it, he turned forward to continue his walk with his men. He scanned the celebration about him. So many happy faces celebrating him, a slight smile spread across his face. But then notices some people in the crowd begin part as he passes, making way for someone so that they could though. Bi-Han's smile quickly fades who they were making way for...you.

You were standing in his favorite dress, your hair done just the way he likes with flowers in them. You smile at him, tears of joy begin to well up in your eyes. At that second, everything came back to Bi-Han, he remembered you, his marriage to you, how you adored him...how he betrayed you.

You looked so beautiful, it hurtled Bi-Han to look at you after all he has done while he was away.

So he didn't look at you, he avoided eye contact and sped up his pace. You were no doubt hurt by this, the image of your sad and confused face flashed in Bi-Han's head, causing him to go even faster. He drowned you out with sound the thousands cheering for him.

...

W-What was that?

As part of the celebration, a banquet was to be held in Bi-Han's honor this evening. They were all celebrating, drinking until they blacked out drunk and chattering until throats hurt, and you outside tried not to freak out. Bi-Han looked away from you like you were nothing, not his wife who has been by his side for years, but like just another one of his nameless Lin Kuei. You were pacing the floor, outside the entrance to the Banquet.

Were you just overreacting? Maybe, Bi-Han would never purposely ignore you or do anything to hurt you... r-right? You feel silly right now, every one is having a good time inside and you're here overthinking something that's not even that big of a deal. It just hurts though, you have spent so many nights alone, longing for him, missing him so much that it hurt, only for him to not even send you a loving smile then he comes home.

Maybe he's just tired, he did travel a long way after dealing with a long and stressful journey. That's right, he was tired you are just overreacting. That's what you are desperately trying to convince yourself, but deep down inside a feeling won't relent its protest. It's trying to tell you that something's wrong, deeper and deeper do you try to suppress. But it's still so loud.

Something's wrong... Something is very wrong.

"Y-Y/n?"

You hear a gentle voice behind you. Part of you wishes it was Bi-Han. But when you turn around you are met with Tomas's gentle smile. It's not Bi-Han, but you are happy to see his face nonetheless. "Welcome back, Tomi, I missed you" You warmly embrace Tomas, he returns your embrace with a similar joy. You and him were very close. Whenever Bi-Han was cold or too harsh to him, there you were with cookies and a loving smile. He was like a brother to you, seeing him makes you almost forget all about your worries. "Did you grow while you were away?" You jokingly ask, trying your best to mask the pain and worry. "Not at all...but I fear you might've shrunk." Tomas jokes back at you with a light chuckle. Seeing him brings you an ease that had evaded you for so long, you missed his smile, you missed his laugh, you missed... Bi-Han...

Suddenly all the pain and confusion washes over you again. "I noticed you weren't at the banquet, you were still out here, so I wanted to see if everything was alright." Tomas gave you a concerned yet knowing look, causing you fear that he somehow knew what you were going through. "I-I'm okay, I just-uh-had a few duties to attend to before I joined you." You lied, you forced a smile on your face. But you could just tell by the way Tomas looks at you that he knew that you weren't okay. Something flashes past his eyes, guilt. As if he knows something and hea feels sorry for keeping it this long. An uncomfortable silence passed between you two, it was like there was an elephant in the room that had yet to be addressed.

"So how was the trip." You finally say. "Well, I went to hell so.." you softly chuckled as you blush in embarrassment. "Right, sorry. How was hell? Wait, don't tell me, I don't want to know." Tomas paused as he thought for a second. "Imagine everything horrible you can think of, everything that scares you, your worst fears and insecurities...and multiply that by the highest number you can think of."

"Uh...okay, say no more. I'm happy that you're back."

Tomas smiles in agreement. Once again you notice a look on his face, like there's something he wanted to tell you but he didn't know how. "Y/n...there's something I need to tell you. Something that happened while we were away. It's about Bi-Han."

"There you two are." A drunk Kuai interrupted as he exited the banquet and ran up to hug you. He was warm like always, with a smile on his face as he greeted you. I smiled, it felt nice for them to be back. But you wanted to hear what Tomas was going to say. What happened with Bi-Han? Oh gods, did something happen to him? Did someone hurt him? But you don't have time to wonder as Kuai guides you inside. Tomas lowers his head in shame at not telling you.

...

The event was in full swing, Kuai guided you through the chaotic mass of Lin Kuei drinking conversing which created a meat deafening cacophony of crude jokes, gossiping, and cheering. After he got you past a drunk Sektor and Cyrax, you finally got to you table. The table with Bi-Han.

As grandmaster, his was the biggest of all of them, decked with precious ornaments and decoration made from the purest gold and decorated with diamonds. "Only the finest for our grandmaster." You all agreed when setting this all up. You remember how much care you put in placing every decoration and how you slaved away in the kitchen to make his favorite cake. Bi-Han often insisted that he hated cake, but he never hesitated in taking a slice whenever you baked it. You wanted this celebration to be special, you thought of him with every step of the way.

Now there he was, sitting at the center of the table, drinking the wine you chose just for hims . At the sight of him it felt like everything froze, you forgot Kuai was there, you forgot everyone in the room. You stared nervously at him as you approached. It's odd, after all these years the man still makes you feel butterflies in your stomach. "Husband." Bi-Han froze at the sound of your voice. He looks up to you, your heart nearly melts the sight of his dark eyes as he stares you down. You can't read if he is surprised to see you or it's dread

"Wife." He finally said, a hint of longing can be sensed in his voice as he rose to his feet. He gently places a hand in your cheek as he looks into your eyes. "I... I have missed you dearly." You fight as you feel the grandmaster's touch, it had been something you have been deprived of for so long. A few years begin to escape your eyes as your lips spread into a smile. "Bi-Han, I have missed you too. I missed you so much I-I" he shushes you and kisses your forehead. He then tales you into his arms and holds you. That's not something he usually does, especially in public, it was almost like he was feeling guilty of something. But you didn't care. Everything felt right right now, you forgot all about your ridiculous worries from earlier. Everything is fine now, everything is jus-

"Bi-Han?"

You hear an unfamiliar voice behind you. Bi-ha lets you go as quickly as this new voice immediately takes his attention. You turn to see who is speaking, and you are a strange woman with white streaks going down her black hair. She stares at Bi-Han that at you curiously. Her black eyes especially linger on you for some time, like she was trying to make sense of you. "Yes, Y/n, this is Sareena. Sareena, this is Y/n...my wife." You and Sareena's eyes meet for a second, you look her up and down and she looks you up and down. Neither of you know of what to make of the other.

Finally, you force a smile onto you face "Sareena...so you're the sareena that I've heard so much about." You say as you hug her, much to Bi-Han and her surprise. You take in her scent, it's something unearthly yet familiar... familiar as in you smelt it on Bi-Han as you hugged him. You release from your hug as you continue to smile, that small part of you started screaming louder and louder that something was wrong, and you began to listen to it more and more.

"It's so nice to meet the infamous Sareena, the devil that has captivated my husband so." you continue to smile, and Sareena smiles at you too. Bi-Han is quick to cut in between you two "Sareena has been a most valuable asset in my venture. She helped me travel through the Netherrealm and make my deal with Quan Chi. She has been by my side ever since." Bi-Han smiled at Sareena...He SMILED at Sareena! That's something he has hardly ever done. He has never smiled at you, in public at least. The more that you think of it actually, you don't ever really remember Bi-Han smiling that much at all. A ugly feeling arises inside of you, you can't describe it. It just feels so ugly hateful, but you continue to smile.

The night went, you didn't touch your plate, you didn't drink, all you could was sit there and stare blankly into the distance. Sometimes Kuai or Tomas would try to strike a conversation with you. You replied with short answers, quickly ending them. And Bi-Han? Your husband whom you thought you'd be smiling and laughing with all night? Oh, he was completely enthralled with his demon friend. He smiled at her, laughed with her,he seemed to be all over her. You sat there helplessly as you watched them, not sure exactly what to do. You just kept smiling.

...

Sareena arose from her chair, "I need to, um, relieve myself." She lied as she walked away. Before she left, she gave Bi-Han a certain look to follow her. Bi-Han waited a few moments. Finally, you seem to be distracted by Tomas so he arises from his seat and follows her.

He walked down the dark hallway until he saw her standing at the doorway, her arms crossed with a mischievous smirk on her face. "You know, for a demon, lying is not your strongest suite." Sareena grabs Bi-Han and pulls him into a room, and they begin to violently kiss. His hands tangled themselves in her hair as he pressed her against the wall.

While Bi-Han was in the Netherrealm, and Sareena met. He was in awe of her strength and her deadly beauty. He loved, he truly did, but he often saw you as...weak, too soft. Being with Sareena was something so different yet amazing at the same time. She shared his ambitions,was as vicious as him, murderous to the point that it was scary, but he loved it all. She was everything he ever dreamed of and more, how could he not desire her?

His brothers were furious over this newly found entanglement. "What about Y/n?" Kuai questioned. Bi-Han valued you as he always did, it was you who was always by his side no matter what. Your love for him was so pure and strong that he doubted anything would ever kill it. It would be a shame to damage that love by telling you, so he rationed that he would never let you find out.

But the moment Bi-Han laid eyes on again after being away from you for so long...guilt immediately began to eat at him. He remembered all those nights you were up consoling him, listening to his thoughts no matter how silly he thought they were. He remembered how you would take care of stitching his wounds, the loving yet concerned looks you would give him. You offered him comfort and solace that Sareena could never. He remembered how much you adored him, and he had betrayed you.

But Bi-Han tries to fight this guilt, he attempts to suppress it with every kiss he gives to Sareena. "Worried about your little bride?" Sareena says, somehow sending the guilt. Bi-Han just rolls his eyes as he begins to undo his shirt. "Never, She is the least of my worries. Right now...I need you" And with that, they begin to kiss more passionatly as they take each other's clothes off...not noticing you standing right there.

...

When you would read romance books, they always described heartbreak as being completely shattered, left in a state of screaming and tears. But you...you felt nothing inside. You felt cold and hollow, like you were dead. All you could do was stare at your husband and the demoness as they began to embrace, as he entered her. You often wondered what you'd do if you were ever in this situation. You always thought you would make a scene, scream as loud as possible and maybe throw something.

You stared at your husband and you just walked away. You descended the steps and entered your room and sat yourself down at your vanity. You took the flowers out of your hair as you stared blankly at your reflection. You looked down at your dress, no longer did you think it looked beautiful, in fact you thought it was the ugliest thing you ever saw. You take it off and throw it somewhere. Tears were falling down your face but you didn't even notice them you looked over at the bed, his side of it. So many nights you spent up worrying for him, praying for him...and he does this to you?

Finally, you begin to emote. You start to laugh. The tears don't stop falling but you don't stop laughing either. You laugh harder and harder and tears fall heavier and heavier as you stare blankly at you vanity.

...

When Bi-Han finished, he returned to the party, he expected to see you still there, laughing with Tomas and Kuai. He was hoping to see your sweet face after what he just did, perhaps it would make him feel better about what he did, or worse. But you weren't. You were gone and there was his brother's shooting him a disgusted look as if they knew what he had just done. Bi-Han ignores them and searches the area for you, but you were nowhere to be seen. He left the festivities to go search for you.

He went up the steps and entered your room and he found you sitting at you vanity, it's mirror shatter and if you threw something at it. But you didn't bother by this at all, you just gleamed at him with that sweet smile he knows you best for. "Husband" you smile as you rise up out of your seat and gracefully walk up to him. "You weren't at the banquet."

"And you came to check on me?"

He nods, he stares into your eyes and remembers just how much you mean to him. He reaches out and hugs you, much to your surprise. But you didn't resist him, you instead melted into his arms. "Did you enjoy the party?" You ask, sounding so sweet, so innocent. Bi-Han just responds with a nod and short "Mhmm" sound.

"Did you enjoy Sareena too?"

Your voice kept its sweet tone, you asked it like it was nothing that big. But Bi-Han froze at this, he releases you stared at you, a little bit of horror forms on his face. He looks into your eyes and notices that they're glazed just a little bit. "You're drunk." He says dismissive. You just stare back at him and shake your head slowly. It was at that second that Bi-Han noticed that you were holding something in your hands, bags, you were leaving.

You attempt to walk past him but he blocks your path. "What do you think you're doing?" The look he gives is a very stern one, but you've known him long enough to see fear in his eyes. "I'm leaving." You grip the bags tighter as you stare at the door, it hurts too much to look at him. "You will not." He says sternly like you were asking. "Why, you have Sareena now."

"I don't want Sareena...I want you."

"Yet you 'need' Sareena." You finally find the strength to look him in the eyes. Tears blurred your vision, you wanted so desperately to go out strong, yet you began to cry. "Why?" that is all you can bring yourself to say. "Why wasn't I good enough for you? What did I fail to do that a demon could? I-I love you, I'd kill for you, I'd die for you. Why wasn't I enough for you? You were enough for me... you're everything to me..." Your voice begins to crack, but you can't care anymore. You look into Bi-Han's eyes for answers, but he avoided your gaze.

He doesn't stop you from pushing past him and going out the door. A crowd had formed outside the Banquet hall, seems that the party had ended. You were a slobbering mess as you marched through the crowd, avoiding all their confused gazes. You saw Kuai and Tomas, they could tell what happened. They gave you a mournful yet understanding look as you passed. You saw Sareena, you both gave the other a cold glare as you passed.

You made your way to the nearest gate out of the Artika. You stared at the large structure, you hesitated slightly. You're leaving everything you built, everything you loved behind...you looked behind you and noticed that the crowd began to part as they made way for Bi-Han. He stared at you longing and you returned the look. Neither of you wanted this to end, neither of you wanted you to leave.

It was so painful to look at him, so you put it on the ground and you opened the large door and walked out into the cold night.

...

A/n: Well that was heavy. I'm gonna have to do a lot of fluffy stuff to make up for this lol.

Btw, should I like to do a part two where Y/n and Bi-Han get back together?

Edit: Part 2

[cupids-archives]

Hellooo! How about if you do a Dom fem x sub lmk boys like monkey king, macaque, mk, redson and azure lion. Whatever lmk character you can write I'm alright with it😁

requests are open !!!

only macaque, mk, and swk.

(part two) 🍒

━━━ ₊contains, teasing, edging, and slight degradation.

SUN WUKONG 💋

WUKONG, adores being on top, being able to see your cute fucked out face and how your pussy takes his cock. just adorable. buttt, he also loves when your on top of him, taking control of him is easy, making him take you seriously not so much.

though your sitting on top of him, his dick sitting inside you. both of you care, he can’t help but chuckle at your degrading words, even though he’s on the submissive position. your hands slide to his mouth, covering it with your fingers. “do you want me to keep going”. he shakes his head, staying quiet now.

now your the one chucking, moving your hips back to taking in his cock, your pussy already well prepped, he lets out a sigh and grabs at your waist in which you promptly smack it off. “no touching” he whines at that , arguing back until you stop moving. he lays his head back and places his hands on either side of him,

you lean forward as well, sliding up and down as you lay on his chest, both of you moaning. you lift your head up to kiss him, now letting him grab at your butt, helping you move. your skin feels nice and warm as you both cum, kissing and continuing through lewd bodies, “well baby, who knew you had that strictness inside you”.

MACAQUE 💋

MACAQUE, who also gets that tingling feeling in his stomach whenever your on top of him, riding his face, resting in the taste of you, your pretty cunt all for him. he can also appreciate you taking your time with him.

your hands hold onto his shoulders, skin touching skin, your body is weak from the usts inside you, macaque weakly begs, not for more but for you to kiss him. he looks so cute under you, body hugging you as you bounce on his cock.

“please baby, i want you so bad”, he cries, angling his hips more onto you. “I love you so much” he says, clinging on to your body, with every roll of his hips, you both fall undone. Lips coming together and kissing and holding. “just a little bit more, okay?”

MK! 💋

MK, is never really dominant, always giving into your demands whenever hes trying to be teasing, always stopping and slowing when you ask him too, and always letting you on top of him as well,

“mm please I wanna cum” Mk whimpers slightly, your hand is wrapped around his dick, moving it up and down until your hand is covered in precum then when he’s about to cum, you pull away.

tears start to well up in his eyes almost, begging for you to let him cum, just once, please he needs it, he feels like he’s going to die without the sweet relief of an orgasm. “just a little more baby, and after I’ll even suck you off.” he stops his whining immediately, giving into your demands and throwing his head back. “okay okay, anything for you,”

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Day 4- Marking

Fandom: Mortal Kombat 1

Character: Johnny Cage

Warnings: Marking of skin, mentions of a quickie.

Johnny didn’t think he’d ever by type of man to get possessive, hell half the time he didn’t care if his ex went out but now.

That seemed to change when he met you, one flash of that pretty little smile and he was down for and every guy around him seemed to agree. Which is why he started to mark you.

It started out as a hickey, little marks on your neck to show the people around you that you were taken. It took, until it didn’t.

So he bought you a ring, well okay maybe the engagement ring wasn’t only to deter the losers away from you. Johnny really did love you, you meant the world to him but he’d at least thought this would push the men away from you.

But one guy, one fucker just wouldn’t leave you the hell alone. Which his why he had to resort to other means.

Pulling you into the hallway or his trailer for a quick fuck. His nils sinking into those shapely hips he loved oh so much as he thrusted his cock into your warmth. Holding you after the love making, intending on that you smelt like him when you left.

Leaving deep marks on any inch of your exposed skin, filling you with his cum so that bastard would know.

You’d often stumble out of the trailer with a glow about you and it didn’t help that Johnny made it known what you to did.

If the ring on your finger wouldn’t deter any newbies away then the markings and his cologne on your skin would.

You were his, just like Johnny was yours.

[bihansthot]

Have some Good Dad!Bi-Han headcanons because I have perpetual Bi-Han baby fever!

Bi-Han is the best, most loving Dad ever and no one can change my mind, his kids are his absolute world. He’s determined not to make the same mistakes his father made.

He plays with them every chance he gets even if his busy job as Grandmaster sometimes gets in the way.

He actively makes time to be there for his children and loves his daughter(s) just as much if not more than his son(s).

He’s such an amazing Girl Dad it’s unreal, always down for a princess tea party or getting his hair braided.

He’s also really hands on with education and helps with homework all the time, he’s best at Chinese and math, but he can still help with other subjects too.

His kids attend school in the local village so they can have a normal school life and have friends and not grow up isolated and lonely like he did. He of course teaches them martial arts and cryomancy after school.

He always tucks his kids in at night and reads to them, sometimes he just freestyles and tells Chinese legends and myths passed down to him from his mother.

[itsabouttimex2]

PRIMAL MOON BULLFAM SOUNDS SO GOOD.. but also since their minds get muddied during the moon do they remember everything that happened afterwards? or is there just suddenly going to be a human in the fortress PIF is attached to? Not to mention how bad MK would feel after the moon..

Primal Moon

Bullfam Drabble Monkiefam Headcanons

Okay, so… when it comes to post-viridescence memories, there’s a definite ‘muddled’ state of recollection, sort of like how you act after drinking. Some people will remember just about everything, others have a foggy haze to sort through, and then there’s always people who wake up totally hungover with no memories of the last week.

Demon Bull King is the definite final category. He wakes up covered in fresh scars and blood, exhausted to the very bone. All signs of a successful hunt. And there’s a thrumming satisfaction that rumbles his chest, knowing that he’s just as powerful now as he was before, if not more so.

It takes a moment for the bull to compose himself, stretching out a newly aching body. Bandages are wrapped along his arms and the length of his chest, tightly wrapped and tied at the end with bows.

Red Son’s work, no doubt. He always got weepy when his father came back from the hunt. Whenever on end he would tend to his father’s wounds, his hands shaking as tears of worry filled his eyes.

And speaking of the boy, the taurine demon can feel his son’s fiery form, nestled into a thin layer of purple…

Fur.

His fur was regrowing, finally.

That wasn’t too unusual- the Primal Moon‘s impact was more than simply mental- it also sparked physical changes of many kinds.

Fur growing thicker, hair growing longer, horns sprouting from your scalp, skin hardening to thick hide, teeth sharpening to fangs, nails hardening to talons, pupils thinning to slits.

The Demon Bull King had seen so many of these, and lived through a few himself. More than a few times had those enhanced attributes won tipped the scales towards his favor in a fight.

As he sits up slowly, the euphoric agony of a new scar jolts across his waist. The demon gazes down to see his family nestled in his cupped hands, cushioned by the newly grown fur. Red Son fitfully clings to one of his fingers like a child, his sleep wracked with nightmares. Princess Iron Fan laying across his palm on her back, her countenance dignified even in sleep.

And… one little newcomer. You’re curled into a tight ball, wrapped up underneath Red Son’s torn long-coat. You’re squished as far into his son’s back as possible, drinking in the warmth he offers. One of your hands is enfolded in Iron Fan’s own, her grip tight.

One of the king’s eyebrow raises sharply in confusion, his brain still muddled by slowly fading viridescence. Were it not for the rest of his family resting soundly around you, he would have considered dumping you onto the ground below.

But he wouldn’t dare risk the health of his wife, nor that of his son.

So; reluctantly, the Demon Bull King settles back down and waits for the sun to rise, feeling the last remnants of ancient bestial instincts fade from his mind.

It’s his progeny who wakes first, though- some few hours after the taurine demon has drifted back to sleep, Red Son slowly opens his eyes.

The Primal Moon has a varied impact on everyone, shifted bodies and minds unequally. No two people are impacted the same way

Red has always hated it- being reduced to a little blubbering heap, desperate for warmth and affection.

Every year he proclaimed that this time would be different, and every year he was wrong.

No matter how hard he pushed to stay strong, Red Son was soon reduced to desperate whimpers for affection and praise, clinging to his parents desperately.

And finally, Princess Iron Fan had decided to look outside the family for a solution, giving up on potions or mental wards that never did more than barely dampen the problem.

So she had gone and snatched up a cute little mortal slinking around in the alleyways, catching you as you went to restock your family’s fridge halfway just a day into the week.

One moment you had been trudging across the paved stone and muttering about how your family was incredibly stupid to have not prepared better and been better with their resources, the next you had been spirited away to a demonic fortress.

A powerful gust of wind had blown you into the side of a half-taurine demon, who had been rubbing at his fresh horns and whimpering.

“This will be your new sibling, Red Son.”

Then she was gone in a whirlwind, left to tend to her own affairs as the demon clung to you and begged for attention.

It had been a lot to take in at the time, thrown suddenly into the affairs of a brand new family, expected to play caretaker to a fiery ‘sibling’.

Adjusting hasn’t been too awful- you simply doted on the red-haired demon and tended to his horns, and he laid his head on your lap and begged you not to stop. His father out hunting, his mother busy with her own matters, Red Son had wholeheartedly accepted you as his own family, in spite of the strange circumstances.

And Princess Iron Fan had quickly taken notice. You were useful, a gentle and kind soul who took pity on her boy, of all things.

There was no hatred or spite from your end, merely confusion and worry. Some genuine concern for Red Son. The most negative reaction they got from you was fear, and you mostly reserved that for the Bull Clones.

And… she grew mildly attached in her own stoic way, only realizing it when she watches you cook something filling and comforting for the fiery demon. You had left portions for her and her husband too, boxing them up for later convenience.

Even if you were a squishy little human with a little too big of a heart… you were admirably kind.

So, why shouldn’t she keep you around? Not only were you surprisingly mature and put-together, but you aren’t all too concerned about running back home to your parents or siblings. Nor were you desperate to escape their clutches.

Clearly, you were in no rush to return. Maybe you didn’t care for your blood.

So be it.

You could be part of their family, instead.

(I’M SO SORRY ABOUT THE SPELLING MISTAKES IT WAS LATE AND I WAS TIRED AND I ALREADY HAD TO REDO THEM TWICE)

Sun Wukong is the standout yandere in all of Primal Moon (except for maybe Azure), having an obsession for; in order of severity, Y/N, Macaque, and MK.

Y/N has to call him Bàba/爸爸, no exceptions. If they deny this demand, then the Monkey King smothers them in forced affection. It’s easy to think you can continually refuse his order since he’s not actually laying hands on you, right? It’s not like you’re being hurt. But eventually it’s the sixteenth hour straight that you’ve been sitting on his lap, getting forehead kisses and hair grooming without a single word or noise from the simian. They’ll crack eventually, needing food or water or simple audial stimulation.

Calls you ‘cub’ constantly, but might spring a ‘hun’ in softer or more lucid moments. MK is still ‘bud’, obviously, but he’ll occasionally get one of the first two monikers. And Macaque; though he doesn’t want a nickname or any doting, receives a simple ‘Mac’. If there comes a time that he’s tending to the Six-Eared Demon’s wounds, Wukong might just drop a ‘Xiandi’. Secretly, Macaque really likes that.

Group naps are a must. Everyone squishes together to fit in his lavish bed/a sunny patch of lush grass, all of you pressed flush to one another in a warm little heap.

Grooming. So much grooming. Pulling leaves and twigs from your hair as he hums, snacking on bugs and salt crystals he pulls from your hair/fur. Then he shifts around and turns his back it you, expecting the same care.

Macaque isn’t immune to the moon’s call… but he’s still pretty in control of himself throughout the week. The worst symptoms he faces are overeating, stereotypies, and mild possessiveness. Lots of gorging himself when things get stressful, stuffing down the sweetest things he can find. He paces his feet raw and plucks strands of fur, or beats his tail into the ground and pulls on his ears.

Because of the above, Wukong is severely protective of him during the week, frequently checking in on him. Any wounds are promptly cleaned and patched, then he’s resigned to an hour or so of TLC after he’s all bandaged up. The Great Sage may well resort to restrictive clothing in a well-intentioned attempt to prevent further damage.

Poor guy is always trying to advance his rank in the troop, even though he’s not entirely sure why he wants to climb ranks instead of escape. The answer is that the moon is influencing his mind.

Y/N is grateful for his care during the first Primal Moon they spend with the Monkiefam, and gives him an audiobook player to repay his kindness. He uses the hell out of that little machine during any further viridescence-born anxiety fits, shedding many of his harmful behaviors.

MK; the poor guy, has lost his mind. It used to be that he was one of the ‘normal ones’, hiding out in his room and the noodle shop all through the week.

When he was just a kid, Pigsy would stock the fridge with lots of noodle bowls for the kid to reheat and snack on, and more than a few sugary drinks that the kiddo wouldn’t normally have access to. Lots of coloring books and blank papers and crayons, ensuring that he’d keep busy. And seven full changes of clothes left on his drawer, each outfit chosen to be cozy. And then he’d endure a full week just about all by himself, watching his surrogate father down four bowls of noodles and dose himself with sleeping pills.

Spending most of the week alone as your guardian renders himself comatose, and when you’re so young, too… Primal Moon!MK has definite separation anxiety born from this event. And, speaking in Pigsy’s defense- this is about the best he can do for everyone. He will not risk hurting the kiddo, won’t risk hurting Tang, won’t risk damaging his restaurant in a fit of rage.

So MK’s only experience with the event is hiding away and trying to distract himself with art, fighting back sniffles as he draws pictures of happier days, him and Tang and Pigsy holding hands and smiling. Those photos always end up stained with tears by the time he done drawing, but Pigsy hangs them up in the restaurant anyways.

When his true self comes to light in Season Four… he’s left totally unprepared and has literally no preparation or acclimation to the lunar cycle. Frog in a pot, I suppose. No acclimation to something bad makes your reaction to it worse.

Poor kiddo.

[cryptidbait]

Some days Hanzo could feel their presence. Harumi and Satoshi. He could feel the extra eyes upon his broad frame and he knows, instinctively, that they are not current members of the Shirai Ryu.

At first, he thought it was spies, and searched and baited and — well. No one was ever found. And so he pondered. And thought. And there seemed to be no feasible solution. Hanzo was sure he was being haunted by his love. After all of his years of anger and destruction, guided by Quan Chi, in acts of revenge for his family. Now they haunt him. Just as he felt like—

“Are you alright Hanzo?”

Hanzo could feel the lurch in his chest. Could feel the giant block of ice spear him through. It tore through his chest as it did time and time again during his anger. Hanzo’s ribs ached and his eyes burned. He could feel something crawl against his back. Not solid, but soft enough that it almost felt like arms wrapping around him from behind. He could almost hear the two -the two?- cry as they were also pierced by the sharp frozen water.

“Grandmaster Hasashi?”

“Yes?” Hanzo opened his eyes and looked at Kuai Liang in front of him. The arms around him squeezed, but instead of feeling their burdening weight he felt them lightly squeeze his sides win support. “I will be fine. Lingering memories, Kuai Liang.”

“I understand.”

Hanzo wondered which fading shadows still clung to Kuai Liang.

[geoxstxrs]

Ermm guys…

who the FUCKKK is this and why the hell is he so fucking creepy??? like HELLO????? This should NOT be mayor, his ass is NOT taking care of the city..

[shellswritesstuff]

hi, hear me out. johnny with a s/o he meets at wu shi? like they are also a part of the earthrealm gang. THANK YOU!

(YES. OKAY OKAY I SEE THE VISION. I loooove the idea of reader being part of the main group, if you want more lmk,, id love to expand on this.)

Johnny Cage/Reader - Wu Shi Romance (HCS!) (SFW.)

𖦹 When you first arrived at the Wu Shi Academy, you felt at peace. A bit hopeful for the fights to come. You were eager to meet your teammates, those who would take on such a task to defend Earthrealm must be great people.

𖦹 You were right! For the most part...

Kung Lao, Kenshi, and Raiden were all here on their own volition. Their own personal missions and reasons for being here were noble, and you respected them. A friendship would soon blossom.

𖦹 And then there was Johnny Cage. Movie star, model, self-proclaimed 'sexy pants.' Being from Earthrealm, you knew exactly who he was. You've heard quite a bit too.. some things worse than others. 𖦹 You were a fan! Johnny's movies were some of your favorites, and now you get to meet the guy. You were excited to train in the same place as him, maybe even learn a thing or two!

𖦹 All of this was true... until he opened his mouth.

"Well hello there, pretty lady." Johnny waltzed up to you with what was either confidence or stupidity. (You'd soon come to know it was a mix of both.) "I know you're new here and all.." He raised his left arm, flexing for you.

"So, if you're ever in need of a sparring partner.." A mental note to kick his ass was taken. "...I'd be a luckiest man in the academy to get my hands on you."

This guy cant be for real right? The only way this could get any worse is if he... WINK! There it is. 𖦹 For next few months, you'd be training under Liu Kang. Spending just about all of your time with the team. (If you want more about their relationship developing lmk! I'm planning on making a drabble or maybe a slow burn!)

At first, Johnny's flirting was non-stop. Jabs between training sessions, compliments via passed notes during the monk's lectures, you name it - he's tried it. Though, his antics never failed to make you smile. It was harmless, and on days where you couldn't bare even your own company.. he was surpisingly... docile. (As well as he could be.)

𖦹 "I'm not feeling it today, Cage." You let out a huge sigh, adjusting your wrist wraps. "I'd give anything to have slept in. It's not my day, as I bet you can see." That morning, Liu Kang had you all run around Wu Shi, only stopping to do various fights. You'd felt sick from the moment you woke up, if you can call little sleep you've had rest.

Johnny had caught up to your speed, running beside you. He had said some pun about how we're 'running' out of time before the tournament. You'd at least cringe and maybe even laugh, but he only got a huff in reply. You thought he'd poke you some more, add to the impending migraine coming your way. Much to your surprise, he just ran faster.

"OH!" He collapsed to the ground, catching the attention of a few passing monks. "OH THE HUMANITY! I THINK I MAY HAVE.." Johnny winked at you before grasping his side. "PULLED A HAMMY! THIS.. THIS IS IT FOR ME.. OH IF ONLY SOMEONE WOULD HELP ME." He reached out his hand for dramatic effect as people surrounded him.

The training drill was swiftly cancelled for the day.

After dinner that night, you found yourself at 'injured' Johnny's door.

"Knock knock." You made your presence known as you slid open the sliding door. "Feeling better after pulling that hammy?" Johnny sat up with ease, meeting your gaze as you leaned against the partition. "Learned that in Hollywood?"

"Who said I can't act, huh?" He grinned, pretending to shove dust off his sleeves. "More importantly, are you feeling better?"

𖦹 From that day on, you two would gradually grow closer. Sitting next to each other for breakfast and dinner, and even partnering up for sparring. He'd still insist on going easy on you, but after a few ass kicking later, Johnny would learn not to underestimate you.

(I have SOOO much to say, so I'll make this a two parter! Thank you soooo much for reading and my ask box is open!!)

[msmk11]

Rumor Has It

James Potter x fem!reader (costar au)

WC: 551

CW: Fluff; allusions to sex

Summary: Rumors have been spreading that you and your costar James Potter are dating.

Day 24 of mk’s mad dash

“So you guys had really great chemistry on screen. Did it come to you two naturally, or did you have to put in some time to get to know each other better?”

The blonde journalist across from you waited expectantly, pen at the ready in her hand. This was only about the billionth time you two had been asked this question, and you tried desperately not to roll your eyes. It wasn’t entirely the interviewers fault- you were doing press for a rom com- you just wished you could be asked more about your acting and work, not the romance.

“I guess a little bit of both,” James answered calmly.

And thank god for it.

“I certainly felt an initial chemistry with her when I auditioned, and it seemed like the directors felt it too. But of course, getting to know each other outside of filming was critical to establishing what you all ended up seeing.”

“If I can ask, what sort of stuff did you two do to bond?”

You jumped in on this question so you didn’t appear apathetic, “lots of stuff, really. We did a lot of fun activities like mini golf or going for coffee to connect. But we also really got to know one another. I think trust is so foundational for a role like this, and I think James and I really built that. We’ve met each other’s families and friends, been to each other’s hometowns, etc.”

“Sort of felt like we were really dating,” your costar joked, “though without all the benefits.”

You smirked and rolled your eyes, playfully swatting him in front of the camera.

The blonde interviewer giggled (maybe a little too hard for your liking.)

“You know, it’s funny you say that, because rumor has it, you two are dating.”

You and James looked at each other in fake surprise even though you’d both heard the rumors countless times. The goofy look on his face- his mouth wide open and hazel eyes glimmering with mirth- almost made you crack. But you were an actor, so you stayed strong.

“I fear that’s the rom-com curse,” you sighed.

“Or just a nod to your phenomenal acting,” your costar suggested, sending you a wink.

You could already imagine the countless edits that fans would make of this single moment- it playing over and over for everyone to analyze- backed by romantic music and heavy colorful filters.

You supposed.

It wasn’t like you’d watched edits of you two (or James) before.

“So it’s just a rumor then?” the interviewer clarified.

A series of images flashed across your mind.

You two’s chemistry read.

The first scene you guys ever filmed together.

Intimate late night shoots.

James’ hot hands on your skin for the first time.

Quickies in your respective trailers.

Your first date at his place where he cooked you dinner.

Your fourth date, where you asked him to be your boyfriend in the corner of a book shop.

The first sleepover.

Meeting his parents.

Him meeting yours.

Giving each other a spare key.

One hour ago in the dressing rooms.

You made sure to subtly shift your collar to hide the fairly large hickey James had left on your collarbone only about an hour ago.

“Yes,” you and James agreed simultaneously.

“It’s just a rumor.”

[seraphmeraph]

hi!! i recently found ur account while scrounging thru the bi han tag (theres so little bi han x reader fics 😭) and i love ur writing so i was wondering if you could do a bi han x princess reader? maybe the lin kuei made some kind of alliance with a king and he falls jn love (or lust) with his daughter? idk if that makes a lot of sense lolll. anyways thank u and i love ur work!!

i gen never expected people to really like Bi Han that much

Bi Han x Princess Reader

MK1 short story with smut at the end starring guess who?? BI HAN <3

TW: 18+, smut at end, fingering, praises, suggestive, boobs, Bi Hans not as degrading, forbidden love

A/N: mb for this shittiness anon i tried LMAO- I feel like by now everybody should know i dead just don't proofread

Your father, the kind, wanted to strengthen his kingdom's defenses. So, to achieve this, he proposed an alliance with the enigmatic Lin Kuei.

You first met Bi Han at a banquet to congratulate your alliance. Your father introduced him to you as the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei. You couldn't help but feel attracted to his cold and rough attitude, not to mention how handsome he was.

Bi Han's heart fluttered when he saw you, but he tried to push it deep away, feeling unfamiliar with this feeling. But as time passed, he couldn't help but try to be closer to you. He wanted to hear your rambles and see your beautiful eyes and elegance.

He would purposefully run into you, planning and taking notes on locations you would stop by. One of these is the royal garden, where you'd take a walk every day. Slowly, you noticed how often you would see the Grandmaster. You found it unusual, but you didn't mind his presence.

Slowly, it went from seeing each other to striking up conversations with him. He would often give you advice for your duties as a princess.

As you two grew closer, you would often find yourself openly complimenting him and subtly flirting.

"I'm aware you're a cryomancer, but does your heart ever get cold? Maybe my presence can warm it," You spoke, gaining a little smile from him. It was the first time you had ever seen him smile, and it made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy.

Considering he's unfamiliar, you are likely the first to admit your feelings. You asked him to meet you in the royal garden at night, and when he showed up, you began confessing.

The garden was very serene and peaceful. The moon cast a pale, silvery light over the garden, illuminating the flowers and trees. It was filled with the sweet fragrance of the blooming flowers. The pathway was dimly lit with the soft glowing lanterns, casting a warm and inviting light onto you both.

"Princess," He greeted you with a bow. "Is there a reason you requested to see me this belatedly at night?" He questioned, his voice gruff, but his eyes betrayed him.

"Yes…" You took a deep breath. "Grandmaster, I believe I'm in love with you," You admitted, wasting no time admitting your feelings. Though you were nervous, you were also confident.

"Princess…" He trailed off, unsure what to say.

You stepped closer to him, feeling your heart beating faster with anticipation. "Please, don't say anything if you don't feel the same way. I just had to tell you how I feel," You said, trying to hide your disappointment.

But before you could leave him, he pulled you in and kissed you. He backed you into one of the pillars, pressing your back against it. The kiss became passionate. All his pent-up lust for you is pouring out now. His cold hands were going to cup your cheek.

Your love was forbidden, a princess with a Lin Kuei assassin? Not to mention, you were the next heir to the throne. Your father would prohibit you from ever seeing Bi Han again and most likely change the relationship between your kingdom and the Lin Kuei.

A secret relationship between you both blossomed. Bi Han would often meet you in your chambers or the garden. Occasionally, he would convince your father that he was best fit to guard you whenever you had events.

BONUS

You would leave your balcony window open for Bi Han to climb through at night. This was one of the nights when Bi Han visited you.

"Grandmaster!" You almost exclaimed, getting up off your bed to see him closer.

"Bi Han," He corrected you with a slight smirk.

"Sorry," You giggled, taking hold of his hand and bringing it to your cheek. His excellent hands felt cold against your warm cheek. "I missed you, Bi Han," You smiled, looking up at him.

His thumb grazed your cheek as you continued to hold it. "I did too, my princess," He spoke, leaning over to kiss you.

His lips pressed against yours, and you both were locked into a fiery kiss. Bi Han's other hand gripped your waist, pulling you deeply into the kiss. His tongue grazed your bottom lip, gaining entry into your mouth.

Bi Han couldn't contain his desire anymore. Pulling away from you, he threw you over his shoulder, carrying you over to your bed. You giggled at his roughness and kicked your legs, but he easily held them in place.

He threw you down on the bed, got on top of you, and continued your kiss. One of his hands gripped your thigh, pushing up your nightgown just enough to expose your panties.

Your hands went up to his hair, fingers reaching his bun. You quickly undid it, letting his hair down.

He pulled away from the kiss again, pinning your hands above your head. His hair fell around his shoulders.

"You're so handsome with your hair down," You looked at him lovingly.

"Is that so?" He spoke, his hand trailed closer to your core.

You couldn't help but shiver, feeling his cold fingers touch the sensitive part of your thigh. He then let go of your hand, using both to pull the nightgown over your head.

You sigh softly, feeling Bi Han's hands run over your body. His lips followed down your body, stopping to give your breasts extra attention. Rubbing your nipple in between his fingers while sucking the other one. His eyes looked up at you, watching as your face contorted into one of pleasure.

His hand slid down to your stomach, holding you in place as he kissed your body.

"Tell me, do I have your approval, Princess?" He said teasingly, smirking.

"Yes-Yes," You babbled, running your hand through his long hair.

He pulled your panties off, and his thumb massaged your clit as the other hand spread your thighs further apart.

You bit your bottom lip, keeping your legs open for Bi Han.

He inserted two digits into your heat, the cold of his fingers giving you goosebumps. He began pistoning his fingers in and out of you at a fast pace, not giving you any warning.

"Bi-Bi Han!" You grabbed at his shoulders as he continued his assault on your pussy.

"Tell me how you feel, pretty girl," He spoke, his eyes never leaving your face, obsessed with your reactions.

Let's hope you don't wake the whole castle up.

[py-dreamer]

How does Tang pay off his tab? Freenoodles addition

Another headcanon in one night wow!

Ok so Tang is a freeloader right?

He gets free noodles and probably lives with Pigsy anyways, they're basically married.

I headcanon that Tang never pays outright for his meals but does so in other ways in the relationship.

Like, he would go all out for birthdays, anniversaries, holidays the works.

Even on random days when Pigsy is overworked or he'd just completed a really big order or a new milestone for the noodle shop, when they were younger, Tang would treat Pigsy on some really nice dates.

Like maybe a rock concert that Pigsy really liked, a train trip around the city to get his husband out the kitchen, maybe even meet and greets with other famous chefs Pigsy admired cause I also headcanon Tang to be a university teacher so I think he'd have students who do internships and some who have connections.

Also since Tang does have a teacher's salary, Pigsy can kinda understand Tang not being able to pay for every meal but he'll still complain about it.

To make up for it, Tang would just splurge on his love every now and then. Perhaps even save up for some new equipment or new sign for the chef.

Heck, he might even ask Mk to be like the chef/waiter and have the date in the restaurant for once since I also headcanon Tang cannot cook anything other than instant noodles for a damn (Pigsy finds this insulting and does try to teach him but Tang doesn't really want to learn)

Since they're older they might not go out as often, but Tang would still treat Pigsy I think but most often just listen to Pigsy when he's stressed about customers and such.

Cause Pigsy listened when he rambled about myths and legends, figured he'd do the same.

Also I feel like Tang's straight up awful at flirting, he'll clam up and just chicken out when trying to flirt traditionally but he'll find other ways to flirt with Pigsy in very cute and nerdy ways or show his affection through other forms.

(ie nicknames, not very big on PDA but are very physically affectionate without even realizing in private, nuzzling all that good stuff)

On that note, I feel like Pigsy's kinda one of those people who just forgets every anniversary or valentines day and such.

He's a working man! Holidays means more customers! He ain't got time for slacking when there's business to be done!

But in all seriousness, he's doing his best to keep them afloat and in the buzz of it all does forget certain important dates sometimes but feels very guilty about it afterwards.

Tang is annoyed by this but knows Pigsy cares and will tease him but understands.

(Saw a tiktok of freenoodles in bed, Tang's annoyed, he counts down to midnight before saying: You missed our anniversary and Pigsy be like: ._.' He'd absolutely do something petty like that)

[odditycircus-2002]

Based On This Clip:

Imagine Quan-Chi’s Daughter, Y/N, experiencing rain for the first time. She was visiting Hanzo and having tea with him when she first heard thunder rumbling. The Sorceress got up from her seat to open the door, asking her friend is she was expecting Raiden at this time, to which Hanzo answered he wasn’t.

Imagine Y/N’s surprise and horror when a loud BOOM echoed and she saw the torrent of rain coming down. She immediately backed away and shut the door, and hastily casting a spell upon the house. Hanzo stopped her in mid chant, inquiring on what the Hell she is doing.

“Casting a protecting spell for the acid.”

“Acid?”

“Yes, doesn’t it rain acid here?”

Y/N then gasped and asked if everyone else in the clan will be alright, cause she could’ve sworn she saw some of them outside. Hanzo, realizing that Y/N never had experienced regular weather, takes the time to explain rain before deciding to just show her.

He opens the door holds out his hand to let the water droplets fall on him harmlessly. Hanzo, seeing Y/N still reluctant then takes her smaller hand in his to hold it out to the rain. Y/N flinches, expecting the liquid to be scalding, but shortly realize it to be cool. As Hanzo said, it’s just water raining from more evaporated water. Hanzo smiles at the look of wonder in Y/N eyes as she looks up at the endless sky, a wonder in itself to her since the Netherrealm had none.

Growing emboldened, Y/N then steps through the threshold to be showed in the rain. She laughs at the feeling of cool water falling on her. Spotting a puddle, Y/N goes to step on it, giggling in relief at having her flesh still intact. Hanzo too has stepped into the rain, arms crossed and unbothered by the torrential shower. The Grandmaster barely paid the weather any mind, too focused on you twirling and dancing in the rain.

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lmk men x pet! girls drabbles nd hcs!

cw: breeding, pet play, dubious consent, ruts, riding, pnv, stomach inflating.

SUN WUKONG 💋

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who loves to grab onto your tail while he’s fucking you, attaching cute little buttons to you ears with every thrust ☆

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who pushes you on your back, and adores the way you look at him with those cute needy eyes.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who when your going on rut, calls off everything just to keep you satisfied on jade mountain.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who sets up stupid rules just to bend you over and fuck you when you disobey his fake rules.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who likes to pull on your sensitive tail and ears loving the adorable squeaks you make.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who loves his bunny girlfriend, making you hop on his cock, letting out adorable squeals of pleasure from overstimulation and exhaustion.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, with a kitty reader who gets you a custom collar.

━━ ☆ sun wukong, who loves breeding you, pushing your legs to your chest and fucking your needy pussy.

━━━━━━━━ 𑄽𑄺 ━━━━━━━━

wukongs hands leave purple bruises on your waist as he fucks you from behind, your head hurts from the cold metal on your forehead. “you like playing in my stuff baby, it’s like your begging to get bred.” you squeal after every thrust, tongue sticking out and eyes squeezing shut, your head growing fuzzy with pleasure. “lift your legs baby” even though this is your punishment you still oblige, he picks you up slightly, your breast squeezed against the cold metal. it’s uncomfortable yes, but this position makes it easier to fuck you. “I’m not stopping until you can remember how many times you’ve came, okay baby?

MACAQUE 💋

━━ ☆ macaque, who adores the taste of your pretty cunt. kissing your clit and reveling in your mewls.

━━ ☆ macaque, who takes all of his pent up anger on and inside you, roughly moving your tail out the way to fuck your little pussy hard.

━━ ☆ macaque, who likes how wet you get during rut, teasing you on the obscene noises your cunt makes .

━━ ☆macaque, who loves holding your head down while fucking you, calling you degrading name.

━━ ☆ macaque, who will take deflower your pretty ass too, tail flaring wildly. as he fucks you from below, spreading your legs and keeping his hands tucked around your knees.

━━ ☆ macaque, who will give you butt plugs and nipple clamps and making you touch yourself while he watches.

━━━━━━━━ 𑄽𑄺 ━━━━━━━━

the little bells in your ears ding with every thrust, macaques fingers pulls around your exposed nipples. pinching and squeezing at the sore tips. “you like that baby, like the way I fuck you?” macaque pushes your thighs closer to your titties, he aws at your face, loving the way your pussy drools around his cock. “you like that baby?” you nod ecstatically, before he shoves you further into the mattress, pussy pooling below you, your stomach swelling with his cum. “that’s my girl, now just relax and let me take care of you.”

MK 💋

━━ ☆ mk, who loves seeing you in cute, bowed thigh highs. pushing your lacy panties over to finger your pussy.

━━ ☆ mk, who prefers when your on top sometimes, thrusting into you if you get too tired .

━━ ☆ mk, who loves to joke about breeding you, but when you wrap your legs around his waist, he just can’t help but cum inside you.

━━ ☆ mk, who can’t help but get hard whenever he sees you yawn and arch your back, showing off your cute ass.

━━ ☆ mk, who discovers you both get rut around the same time and are both inexperienced and now you spend that entire time locked up in a room with your face shoved in a pillow.

━━ ☆ mk, who’ll cum untouched if he saw you mewing and playing with yourself underneath him.

━━━━━━━━ 𑄽𑄺 ━━━━━━━━

“what’s wrong sweetie”, you ask sweetly, playing with his hair, you can feel how hard he is from below you, not even making eye contact with you without blushing. your fingers twitch inside you as you move over. brushing your naked cunt over his clothed cock. you kiss him softly, biting on the soft flesh. he looks at you for a moment before starting to unbutton and pull out his cock, “you don’t understand what you do to me”. he easily slips his cock inside you, making you moan in delight, feeling as full as needed.

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