#syzoth x princess! reader

[khaosrealms]

oh, EXCUSE me? your writing is spectacular and i'm not exaggerating!! - the way you wrote and described the first meeting between syzoth and the princess was so good that it left me wanting more!

i beg and still on my knees for more!! 🥺

LACERTA’S GEM. (PART THREE!) / SYZOTH X PRINCESS! READER.

a/n: thank you so much for the receptive response! you beg and what am i to do but give to you more content? your wish is my command! also, for any of those who see this without reading the previous parts, here you go! the first two parts + the intermission and the conversation with the princesses !

- It's been a whirlwind, the ascension from jailer to free man-- but every step of that way for Syzoth, you are there. His closest ally, his first friend, his princess. Of course the gossip is plenty even before his induction as emissary. Whispers aplenty of the moment you two had shared at the end of the battle for Outworld and the Empress' acceptance to allow a Zaterran to hold a court position. Insistent on screeching and yelping about matters that held no importance to them. Of your relationship with Syzoth and the matter of the green shifting fabric wrapped around your right arm. But you don't allow their words to poison you. You have two wonderful sisters-- and they are there for you as Syzoth is given the honor of emissary for Mileena's court. There to look amongst the court and speak of his achievements; and to challenge anyone who might speak ill of someone revered by the Empress herself.

- Pulling Syzoth and yourself away from one another becomes an impossibility from that point onwards-- in equal measure intentional as it is unintentional. Drawn to one another like song birds. Sharing your walks in one another's company, spending his nights at the door of your chamber, never entering, but leaned against the door frame. Minutes turning to hours as the two of you conversed. Wasting the time you could spend sleeping instead talking with the Zaterran whom you'd never would have met had you not parted into that alley that night of the festival. Not wasting, no, reveling; the both of you.

"It's getting late, Princess." As if either of you care. He's smiling as he speaks it; arms folded over his chest where he stands. He knows it distracts you. Brushing past him to grab your tomes for the small touches it gifts you of his biceps, gently slapping his forearm when you laugh; innocent gestures of hidden desire. Syzoth indulges it. He indulges it knowing it brings your touch, your warmth. Even now, as you gently shove his shoulder at his words, rolling your eyes, he doesn't move away. He anticipates it. You'd be blind not to notice. You've never been more thankful for the privacy your Umgadi guard has gifted you both-- or, well, was rather ordered to.

"Late? I see no sun on the horizon, Syzoth." To a nearby window, you gesture and his eyes remain on your own despite it. Not allowing himself to rid himself the sight of you for even a second to look away. It makes something hitch in your throat; and even as you laugh to cover your pause, it does nothing to hide it. Warmth swimming itself up to your cheeks as he stays there in the silence between you two. His verdant gaze briefly flitting to your lips and back up to your eyes. "Is that so?" Even when he whispers, Syzoth's voice rumbles. Resonating off his chest and into your ears; and straight down to the bottom of your stomach. "I hadn't noticed, Princess."

- Syzoth can't take his hands off of you when you finally take the leap and pull him into your chambers, shutting the door behind you both with his tail. Tossing every bit of formality and restraint in his body out to meet your hungry lips. Desperate for his touch, his taste, his cold skin, his everything. Even as his hands slip as they clutch onto the fine fabric of your bed, your body laid across, he catches himself. Standing over your willing body, gaining his breath back.

"You're beautiful, Syzoth." Shifting between his Outworlder and true form above you, his tail wrapped around your thigh, his sharpened teeth and tongue. All stained in the dark green hue of his beating lifeforce. You might just be the first person in all the realms, so full with so many lives, who has ever called him beautiful. And you might be the first person, in this cruel terrible world, he'd ever believe was telling the truth with such honeyed words. "Be true for me." "Are you sure, Princess?" He could hurt you, Syzoth thinks. His acid, his size; but all you do as he despairs is capture him into another kiss. Melting his worries, dissolving away his shifted form-- and parting to meet his crimson eyes. His scaled chest rumbling with a hissed, deep groan. "Certain."

[kentstoji]

johnny cage 🤝 princess!yn: biggest fans of brazilian funk (because i said so)

[kassiekole22]

im so excited to be able to share this request with you! 🥺 — could you do a headcanon with syzoth x princess!reader? *in my mind she's mileena and kitana's sister. — and she doesn't feel so included among the sisters and finds comfort among "the banished"

Ok, so just a warning: When I read this, I thought you wanted a fic. And I was already deep into this when I realized that you wanted headcanons. 😂 So if you want, I can still do the headcanons for you too. Just let me know! 🙂 And to my other requests, your fics are on their way! Anyway, here it is! My first ever Syzoth X Fem!Reader fic! Enjoy! 💚🖤💚🖤

No Longer Alone

Description: Being stuck in your sisters' shadows was never easy, especially when you live in the royal family of Outworld. You always felt as if you came in last compared to them and felt so alone. That is until one day when a mysterious man literally crashes your festival... Warnings: Fluff, Sad And Lonely Reader And Sad And Lonely Syzoth. Word Count: 2.6k MasterList: 🖤 Kassie's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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Never would I have thought that on that day — the day a strange man came crashing into our festival — that my life would change for the better forever. As much as it pained me, I wasn't allowed to interfere when the man went into battle with my sister. Being the youngest of the three royal sisters of Outworld, I was bound to the sidelines as I watched my sisters deal with any situation — unless they needed more numbers in a battle, of course.

I knew that they were only protecting me and that they didn't want to put my life in danger unless it was really necessary, but I couldn't help but feel left out. It was as if no one took me seriously — as a princess or a fighter — and that stung worse than any wound I would ever receive in any battle.

I sat on a nearby stool, watching the altercation from afar. It worried me, watching my sisters battle with no way to aid them. But I had no choice. I was damned to just sit and watch — just like the people I've been told are beneath us. Though I never really thought they were. What right did I have — someone who was born into royalty — to sit there and claim that my life was more valuable than any other. It just felt wrong. After some time, the fight seemed to come to an end with both the man and my sister seemingly not severely harmed. And then surprisingly, my two sisters approached me with the young man at their side.

I couldn't keep my eyes from following the man as he came forth. He seemed so different — so... Beautiful. There was something about him that lured me in. I just couldn't place my finger upon it at the time.

"(Y/N)," My sister — Kitana — addressed me and I stood.

"Yes, sister?" I responded as I stepped closer and bowed my head as a symbol of respect. It was what mother taught me to do, since my sisters were older and wiser than myself.

"This is Syzoth — he has come to aid us in upcoming battles." She notified me while introducing the mysterious man.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Syzoth." I greeted him kindly. "I am (Y/N). The third daughter of King Jerrod and Queen Sindel."

The man nodded with a smile stretching the corners of his lips and — to my surprise — he bowed before me. "It's my pleasure, princess."

I had never earned that type of respect from someone so soon. Being so young in a family of royals, many don't appreciate me the way I — at least — felt I deserved. I let my eyes linger upon the man as he stood to his full height and smiled warmly in my direction. He was so different compared to anyone I had ever met before.

After letting out a slightly annoyed sigh, Mileena broke the silence that had fallen between us all. "Sister, show Syzoth to one of our guest cabins by the castle. He can rest there for the time being."

I nodded eagerly and my sister handed me a key to said cabin, and then I gestured to the man to follow me in the direction I was planning on going. As I began walking down the stone road with him at my side, I could hear Kitana call out with concern filling her tone, "Be cautious, sister!"

I shook my head as an amused smile curled my lips. She was always so concerned for my well-being. But she should know that I can very much take care of myself. After all, they both made sure to train me well.

Most of the walk was silent until I noticed how the man watched his surroundings with much curiosity. He looked at everything as if it was new to him. I couldn't keep myself from glancing over in his direction once in a while just to watch his interesting behavior. 

'Is he from another realm?'

"So — where do you hail from, my friend?" I asked as we turned down a new pathway, leading towards where the guest cabins were.

"Oh, I'm from Outworld." He replied, much to my surprise. "Just not these parts of Outworld..."

The comment very much intrigued me and I wanted to know more, "Not this part?" I pushed carefully.

"Ever heard of Zaterra?" He asked with a hint of resentment and... Something else in his voice. Perhaps sorrow? I couldn't help but wince as the word greeted my ears and I responded with a simple and rather nervous, "oh..."

We reached the cabin but just as we went to say our goodbyes and part ways, I noticed a pretty deep and bloody gash on his right bicep. Being used to tending to my sisters' battle wounds when nurses weren't accessible, I knew the right thing to do was offer assistance.

"My — that wound looks pretty deep. I think there is a medical kit in the bathroom of this cabin. Do you want me to clean you up?" I offered kindly and he quickly shook his head.

"No, princess. I've already disturbed your night enough. Go enjoy the rest of your festival."

I mirrored his previous actions by shaking my head, denying his refusal. "No, I insist. It will only take a few minutes of my time."

After a minute of hesitation, the man accepted my offer with a nod of his head. I opened the door of the cabin with the key my sister had given me, we entered the cozy place and I instantly headed straight to the bathroom to retrieve the medical kit.

Once I returned a few minutes later with the needed items in hand, I saw Syzoth sitting on the couch in the middle of the room, looking around at his surroundings curiously like before. I found it oddly cute, how he seems so fascinated with all around him. I decided to watch his actions for a minute longer, before entering the room to greet the man once again.

I sat down right beside him on the couch, and quickly got to work on his wounded arm. He would flinch every once in a while, but he was pretty good at staying still for me. The room fell silent for the time being but it was actually fairly nice. He watched as I cleaned and bandaged his arm, but I didn't feel judged or criticized like I usually did whenever I was being trained by my sisters or mother. I felt... Rather calm with this man. I liked it.

"There you go — all better now." I announced as I finished wrapping the soft cloth around his muscular arm as carefully as I could.

He looked down at his arm for a moment, carefully inspecting the bandage before looking up at me with a grateful grin.

"Thank you, princess. You did a wonderful job."

I could quickly feel my cheeks stinging with heat and I instantly looked away to hide the blush I knew had stained them crimson. As a royal, I knew I couldn't mingle with one my family didn't approve of first. And besides, he could never feel that way for me anyway. Growing up, all the men in my village were always attracted to my sisters like moths to a fire. And it seemed to me that I was the lavender that repelled them. They haven't wanted me all my life, so why would they now? I quickly looked for anything to steer the conversation in a new direction and distract the man from my rose-dusted skin.

"Um... So, I must ask..." I began, struggling to find words as I thought hard of a good question to ask him — anything to steer the conversation away from dangerous territory. "I've never seen Zaterra, but I have heard stories about it from my ancestors. You don't necessarily look Zaterran. Were you adopted?"

The man stared at me for a moment with a blank expression — as if I had just said the most obsurde thing he had ever heard — before laughing heartedly for a few minutes. He shook his head as he calmed down from his fit of giggles, finally looking back at me with a large smile of amusement.

"No, I am not adopted. I am indeed Zaterran, princess." He informed me. Still being very confused, I just had to push for a clearer answer. 

"I do not understand. You look so— so—"

"Human?"

"Yeah,"

At that moment, Syzoth leaned forwards and lowered his voice as if to tell me something that was only meant for my ears to hear. I leaned in closer — until our faces were merely inches apart — and it had just then dawned on me that I had never been this close to a man before. My heart began racing as I felt his hot breath fan my skin like a warm summer's breeze. I was sure that I was blushing again.

I could see his face better now — every little detail of his tattoo, his beautiful light green eyes, the aged scars that were across his face and soft pink lips. I wanted to run my fingers along the inked design to see what it felt like, his soft green eyes lured me in like a wolf to the stars at night, and those soft pink lips... I wondered at that moment what it would be like if I leaned in a little closer and let them gently caress my own — how good would that feel? But then his low voice finally brought me back out of my little fantasy.

"Can you keep something only between you and me?" He whispered in a volume so quiet, I almost couldn't catch the words to comprehend them. I nodded slowly and he stood up from his spot, backing away from the couch. "Promise me you won't be frightened, princess?"

Though that last sentence did make me a bit worried and nervous, I nodded my head in agreement. Merely a few seconds later, the man disappeared. I was pretty confused but then suddenly a large, reptilian creature appeared right before me. He stood around 8-9ft tall, towering over me as he licked his big fangs. I could only gasp as my eyes stayed focused upon the creature — my body now completely frozen in shock. I couldn't comprehend how this beautiful man could transform into a reptilian creature. It seemed impossible. But it was Outworld, so I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised.

The creature then came forward and lowered his head to my side, showing that he had no intention of devouring me like my ancestors told me Zaterrans do. I placed my hand upon the top of his head and stroked his scales a few times to show that I wasn't afraid of him in his — I suppose natural form. He let out a low rumble that emitted from his chest and I couldn't help but giggle a little bit at the fact that he enjoyed the affection much like a tamed dog. He was actually quite a beautiful creature. I always had an appreciation for reptiles that my family could never understand.

The creature eventually backed away and suddenly, Syzoth was once again in his human form. He stood before me with a rather cheeky smile set on his lips. Whether he found it amusing how shocked I was or was just happy that I didn't run away, I am unsure. He approached the couch and sat down once again, staring into my eyes with almost hopeful ones.

"When my people found out about my "curse", I was terrorized and run out. They called me a freak..." He peered down to his hands folded in his lap as he whispered the last sentence as if it hurt his heart to speak those words, and that hurt my heart as well. Because in a way, I knew what it was like to be treated differently than others. "But that's why I'm here: To make a new and rewarding life for myself."

"You're not a freak," I exclaimed with a reassuring smile while placing my hand on his own. He glanced up at me as if he was surprised to hear me say those words — lips parted as if he wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say. "And I don't think it's a curse; It's a gift."

"So you are not afraid, princess?" He asked with a hint of nervousness in his tone and I shook my head.

"Of course not, Syzoth. I think your Zaterran form is rather beautiful. And you must be a mighty good fighter?" I nudged his shoulder playfully with my own and he huffed a short laugh.

"Perhaps once you are queen, I can be your protector?" He suggested as his lips curved up into a pretty attractive smirk. My heart began to beat faster once again for only a second until his words finally sunk in.

"Unfortunately, that won't be possible." I mentioned and he looked at me with confusion etched in his features. I figured that I should explain more thoroughly. "My sister — Mileena — is next in line to inherit the throne from our mother. I will never be queen of Outworld."

"Oh, I am sorry." He spoke sincerely and I simply shook my head to dismiss his apology, despite being grateful towards his empathy.

"It's fine, Syzoth. I am truly proud of my sister's accomplishments. I just wasn't meant to be a ruler." I gave him a faint smile to mask my hidden sorrow but it was plainly clear that he could see right through it. He had only known me for an hour and he could somehow see through the cracks of my porcelain mask of lies better than my family could. How funny is that?

He stared at me as if he was examining my features for a moment, before speaking in the softest tone I had ever heard spoken, "Well, you could be the queen of my heart instead?"

Coincidentally with his words, I felt my heart stop for a second as they sunk into my mind. My thoughts were racing around my mind at such fast speeds, that I began to feel dizzy and lightheaded.

'There is absolutely no way he just suggested— No, it's not possible— Or is it? Even if it was, there would be no way we could— By the Elder Gods, my sisters would never allow it!'

But just as I parted my lips to speak my refusal, my eyes set upon his hopeful gaze. There sat before me a man who saw my worth — who wanted to love me the way I deserved to be loved; how could I deny that?

"Syzoth," I spoke in the most soft and calm tone I could muster. I took the man's large hands within my own and smiled up at him in a loving way. "I would be honored to be the queen of your heart."

His smile broadened as his fingers clasped around my hands to hold them tight as he locked his warm gaze with my own. "Together, we will no longer be alone."

We both leaned forward and his soft lips finally collided with mine in a kiss that I had not only been waiting for for the past hour, but my whole life. It was as if color had finally been restored into my grey existence and — for the first time ever — I knew something that was finally set in stone — I knew that I would no longer be alone.

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[buggyjuggie]

Could you do Johnny, Kitana, Kung Lao, Syzoth, and/or Smoke w/ a reader who has a Katya Zamolodchikova type personality/sense of humour? I'm talking pure chaos, but with a loving and caring vulnerable side. :)

──★ ˙ ̟ Johnny Cage, Kitana, Kung Lao, Syzoth and Smoke x GN!reader with a Katya personality

Note: I watched so much rupauls drag race just for this request because i was so scared of getting something wrong oh god i really hope you like it also @rueschronic you saved me i love you bitch

「 ✦ Kung Lao ✦ 」

* SHIT TALKING DUO

* you and Kung Lao are competitive and like to show off both of you can walk into any place and all eyes are on yall

* Both of you lift each other up as much as you can because you and Kung lao both know what it feels like to put on a character/facade or joke around people even when your hurting on the inside or try to hide it to appear fine

* When you called him queen he wore that like a badge of honour

* He picks up your vocabulary extremely fast and manages to confuse everyone around him

「 ✦ Johnny cage ✦ 」

* THE duo not a duo it’s THE duo

* I feel like Johnny has wanted to try out more ,,feminine” things but due to holywood and it being looked down upon he hasn’t yet until you gave him reality check and remined him that no one cares (bitch)

* Like Kung lao you and Johnny have that one thing in common: a character. Both of you act a certain way and have built a character to show off to people. People know ,,Johnny Cage” but do they know John Carlton. As more time passes you and Johnny start working on tearing those walls down and showing your true honest selves of course without loosing those confident attitudes

* Clubbing, going out, after party’s all the time most weekends will be endend with you and Johnny at his house not knowing how you got back home but not really needing to know because you’ll be too busy cuddling one another

* Has definitely asked you to be stunt performer because he knows that you can strut your shit like a its a performance

「 ✦ Kitana ✦ 」

* You captured Kitanas attention right away

* Kitana enjoys her status and work as a princess of Outworld but it does become dull at points. The people being careful around her, underestimating her and treating her almost like a porcelain doll

* Not you tho you treat Kitana like a normal person, tell her things honestly and aren’t afraid of what she can do

* Kitana is very observant she sees that you hide behind jokes and when she finally confront you about you let eveything out. All the toughts of self doubt, anxiety are washed away with promises from her to protect you and keep you safe for as long as she is alive

* A lot of time with Kitana and you is spent sparring or you telling her about Earthrealm, languages and culture (Kitana is prob a history nerd sue me)

「 ✦ Syzoth ✦ 」

* He was enamoured by you at first sight

* Because of his zetteran liniage Syzoth understands your struggles. Wanting to be yourself but the world rejecting it deeming it ,,too much” or even distasteful. He assures you to the best of his abilities that he’ll never leave you and will stay by your side no matter what

* ,,mother? But im a man” ,,slay ? Slay what ?” Her a little confused when it come to slang but slowly starts to understand it

* If you do drag or are interested in drag TELL IT ALL TO THIS MAN. Syzoth absolutely loves learning about earthrealm its cultures and norms and how people express themselves

* You insulted him once in a joking way and he didn’t understand that you were joking and it ended up in a hugs and kisses session for like 30 min and a long as hell explanation

「 ✦ Smoke ✦ 」

* The walking definition of polar opposites

* Smoke is quiet ,reserved and introverted meanwhile your loud, not afraid to make a scene and get dirty and extroverted

* ,,Excuse me he asked for no pickles” you say as Smoke stands in the background like a wet puppy

* Smoke is the only person who knows about your anxiety’s he does his best to assure that you are loved for who you are

* If you do nails he’s constantly asking you to do his. Smoke just really enjoys having pretty nails that match with his beautiful partner

*. ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

[synnamonroll666]

Goddess Of Innocence

Prompt 1: Worship & Virginity Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: After finding out that you are a virgin, Syzoth decides to show you the appreciation he feels you deserve... Warnings: Body Worship, Dirty Talk, Shy Reader, Teasing, Implied Oral, Implied Sex... Word Count: 1k A/N: Surprisingly, this is the first virgin!reader fic I have ever done! I've always wanted to do one, and I'm honestly surprised that Syzoth is the first character I've used for it. But I'm not complaining. 🤭 I hope you all enjoy the fic! 💚 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri.

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"So, so pretty." Syzoth whispered in a deep and sultry tone while his eyes roamed my figure from where he sat kneeling on the floor.

It wasn't necessarily my intention to end up in such a situation tonight. But when his eyes lingered on my form a few minutes after saying goodnight when he escorted me to my room, we could no longer deny the connection we felt.

It started out with a few tender kisses, but now I'm here, sitting on the edge of my bed—in my bra and panties—while his bright green reptilian eyes drank me in.

His eyes dart back up to my face due to my lack of response, and he may have noticed the uncertainty in my features. He reached a hand up to caress my cheek, bringing my eyes back down to meet his.

"What's wrong, princess? Don't you want this?"

At first, I thought he was teasing me, but the sudden soft look in his eyes told me something different. Breaking my face away from his hand, I turned my head to the side to avert my gaze from his.

"I do. I'm just..." I let out a deep sigh as I prepared myself to admit something that embarrassed me more than it should have. "I'm shy..."

To my surprise, he merely scoffed at my answer.

"Shy? What is there to be shy about, princess?" He asked as his tone dipped, becoming softer and more calming. "You are a goddess—a goddess who must be worshipped." 

The stinging warmth filling my cheeks told me that I was painfully red, and I wanted to curl up in a ball and hide from my new lover. But then Syzoth moved his hand to the side of my face one more time and brought my attention back to his striking green eyes.

Without him even having to speak words, I knew what he wanted from me. I crawled backwards onto my soft mattress and laid flat, while Syzoth stood from the floor and rounded the bed to meet my side. I swallowed thickly as I awaited his longing touch, and soon I was given what I had anticipated for so long. 

Fully clothed—unlike myself—it felt as if Syzoth held all the power in his large hands. It was something I didn't mind, since I was too nervous to actually function properly. He placed a finger delicately upon my throat and dragged it downward, allowing it to brush along my skin and send heat to each place it touched. He moved it down until it reached my bra, and that's when a smirk grew on his soft lips that I craved to kiss again.

"You look so pretty in this lingerie." He commented as a sultry tone filled his voice. "But I think you would look even better without it."

Without another second passing, Syzoth's hand transformed into its natural, scaley form. With one swift swipe of his claw, he cut my bra right down the center, earning a sharp gasp to escape my throat. He released a raspy chuckle at my reaction as his hand turned back to human form. Shortly after, his hands found purchase upon my breasts.

"So cute," he whispered as he kneaded the soft tissue, forcing shameful whimpers from my lips as his gloved palms toyed with my sensitive nipples.

After being thoroughly satisfied by my pleasurable squeaks and whimpers, his hands moved down to my sides before he leaned down to allow his lips to claim my skin. Soft gasps parted my lips as he pressed gentle kisses to my breasts, which grew more firm and intense as time went on. 

Eventually, Syzoth's tongue began lapping up my flesh with each passionate kiss, making me writhe and keen below him. Again, he chuckled darkly at my reactions and lifted his head to speak once more.

"Such a sensitive little girl." He said as a cocky smirk that broadened as time went on. "Tell me: Will you be able to even handle a Zaterran?"

"I-I guess time will tell." I spoke between heavy breaths as the arousal burning deep within me grew too intense to care whether a virgin like me could handle such a beast of a man.

"Indeed, it will, princess." He chuckled again before moving lower to press soft kisses to my abdomen.

As time went on, the title "princess" seemed less like my born title of impowerment and more like a way to make me feel weak and innocent when spoken from his lips. It was as if he held all the power in his hands and would use it to bend me at his will. And I was more than okay with that.

Finally, his lips reached the waistband of my panties and he took his sweet time to press soft kisses along each inch of the front of them. Then, when he lowered his gaze to see the wet spot forming on the silky cloth, his smirk grew devilish.

"You need this—don't you, princess?" His eyes rose to meet mine, and I could feel my blush deepen under the heat of his gaze. Shamefully, I nodded my head and I knew from that moment that I had given him all the power I once held.

He kissed my thighs a few more times, taking a few minutes to savor my taste on his forked tongue. When it came time to remove the final layer of clothing that protected my most sensitive spot from the beast before me, he froze and took another moment to let his eyes roam over my form.

"Such beauty—such elegance. I am truly honored to be the first—and hopefully last lover of Outworld's finest princess." He murmured sweetly as he peered up at me from between my now quivering thighs. "Your (H/C) hair, your (E/C) eyes, your stunning figure, your soft skin, and your soft lips—you truly are a goddess, princess. And I greatly intend to make you feel like the one you are."

Tears filled my eyes as he spoke his words. From happiness? Were my insecurities finally being put to rest? I was unsure. With one final kiss to my cloth-covered mound, he slowly pulled down my panties to reveal just how soaked I was for him—how I throbbed for him to enter me and sooth the burning desire I felt for him for just a little bit longer.

If almost on instinct, my trembling hand rose from where it clutched the bedsheets and sank beneath his hood to tangle into his dark, soft hair. And then, he lowered his head—lowered it to worship me in ways that would have me seeing stars.

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[chibikyo]

Day 12 - Somnophilia

Syzoth x F!Reader

Syzoth wakes up next to reader and can't wait to start exploring their body in the early morning. Reader wakes up to a very pleasant surprise

Warnings: Somnophilia, prior consent not given but reader is a willing participant, oral sex, soft sex

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Syzoth scrunched his face as the first beams of sunlight made their presence known before shifting  so his head was burrowed into the crook of Y/n’s neck with a quiet hiss. Though he enjoyed the sunlights warmth, it was too early to be assaulted by its harsh rays. Y/n let out a quiet sigh in her sleep as he pulled her tight to him, preferring the warmth of her body above anything. He was still in awe that he got to wake up next to her every morning; that someone as caring and wonderful as her had come into his life after the horrors he went through as Shang Tsung’s slave.

She had been assigned as his personal guard by Empress Mileena when he first accepted the role of ambassador. She was Umgadi at heart, but now that entanglements were not forbidden, it had not taken long for romance to blossom between them. A few weeks ago, Syzoth had finally plucked up the courage to ask if they could share quarters. Y/n had enthusiastically agreed. Now he got to spend each night basking in her warmth and sharing in each other’s bodies. The feel of her skin against his was heavenly and he couldn’t help the way his hands traced reverently across her arms, down her torso.

He felt his cock stir as she let out a soft sigh, wiggling back to press more firmly against him. He skimmed his fingers down her chest, the barest brush over the swell of her breast, teasing the silken softness of her left nipple. He could feel it begin to stiffen under his touch, but still she slept on. He continued to tease, wondering just how long it would take her to wake if he pressed on. Her breath hitched softly, sweet little sighs escaping as he continued his ministrations.

He pulled away just enough to roll her onto her back, slowly spread her legs apart so he could slip between them with ease. She was already wet even before his tongue flickered out to tease her clit. He felt her muscles twitch and worried he’d move too quickly, but she settled after a moment. Encouraged, his hands settled against her thighs, holding them apart as his long, slender tongue pressed against her hole, dragging up through her slick crease gently over and over. He loved the taste of her, was addicted to the sweetness and couldn’t stop from pushing his tongue into her hole, still loose from the previous night's activities.

He couldn’t help how his hips twitched as he continued to tease, to drink in the slick leaking from her, feeling the way she squirmed beneath his hands. Every now and then a soft moan would pass her lips, her breathing growing shallow and he softly humped the silk sheets beneath him, seeking relief for his aching cock. He needed to feel that tight warmth around him and with a groan he drug himself back up her body, his cock lining up with her slick entrance and he leaned down to kiss her as he slowly pushed forward. 

Inch by inch he slid into her wet hole. He hissed in pleasure as it felt like her body was sucking him in. He finally felt her stirring beneath him, but he couldn’t stop. He paused only for a moment before giving a shallow thrust, then again, until he settled into a steady pace. He saw Y/n’s eyes flicker open, a soft exhale as she brought her hands up to wrap around his neck. He couldn’t help himself from thrusting deeper, watching how her expression changed as he shifted from sleeping to fully awake and aware.

“Good morning, princess.” Syzoth hissed, leaning down to press a gentle kiss against her lips. Y/n moaned as he slowly picked up the pace. She was already so close to tipping over into sweet oblivion, her legs quivering as her orgasm bubbled up, a tight knot of pleasure and tension in her core just waiting for the final nudge.

“Mmmm… Good morning indeed.” Y/n hummed. “Couldn’t wait for me could you, Darling?” “You were just so warm, sweetheart. So inviting.” Syzoth groaned, his hands squeezing her legs and pressing them forward, sliding even deeper as he kissed her again. “You were so sweet I just had to slip inside you, had to feel your body wrapped around me.” 

He pounded into her hard and fast and drank up her little gasps as she tensed around him. He felt her orgasms ripple through her in waves, her whole body seizing up beneath him as he continued to chase his pleasure, spilling into her as she squeezed his cock, milking him for every drop as he fucked her through both their climax. When he finally pulled out she was panting beneath him, her face flushed and smiling and he tucked his face into her neck to inhale her satisfied pheromones. 

“I should have woken you first.” Syzoth murmured, sounding guilty even as she felt his tail swishing behind him eagerly, a sure sign that he was already hoping for round two. His tail often made an appearance when he was extremely happy and post sex it was almost guaranteed to be swaying behind him, sometimes thumping the mattress like a dog wagging its tail. She loved knowing she was the one to make him lose that thread of control. “I’m sorry if I overstepped.” “It’s okay, Syzoth. We should probably discuss it before it happens again, but…” “You mean it? I could do this again? You enjoyed it then?” Syzoth interrupted, his tail thumping the bed in excitement. Y/n rolled her eyes.

“Yes, Syzoth, I enjoyed it.” She replied, kissing him softly. “Only once we’ve discussed some boundaries, of course, but I wouldn’t be opposed.” His smile was infectious and she couldn’t keep the stern look on her face. “For now, though, I think you owe me another round. After all, I was asleep for most of the first one.”

[crimsonbubble]

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[sorrowfulmuse]

i simply LOVED your smoke headcanons and i came to ask if you could also do some Syzoth headcanons with Mileena and Kitana's younger sister!

♡:: syzoth (reptile) x princess!reader

✩ i already had this written out and didn’t save my draft :(( anyways it i wanted to make this to feel like fall so imagine it’s autumn in edenia. please enjoy, remember to like and reblog!

• syzoth and you..<3

• i wouldn’t say (i am going to say) he is obsessed with you (not in a weird way obliviously), obsessed as in that he LOVES everything about you

• ur older sisters were iffy about him at first (i’ll explain why soon) but the thing is that kitana would see that you share the same feelings towards syzoth & hates how you mope around when you’re not allowed to see him as often

• and she would be a little more sympathetic than mileena, so she would suggest syzoth to be your personal bodyguard during events or anything regarding leaving the temple (god bless her) since he showed he knows how to protect and handle himself in a battle (she still hasn’t gotten over their fight lol)

• it’s not that mileena doesn’t feel have any ill feelings towards syzoth but it’s just that YOURE the baby of the family, of course she’s gonna be extra protective of you!!

• anyways back to you n syzoth<3,

• he would most definitely share his culture with you and share stories of his family, childhood and so forth! he’s opening a new chapter of his life and it’s with you, of course he wants you to know everything about him like he wants to know everything about you

• i think he most favorite things about you is your flaws and your insecurities, like don’t get me wrong.. he doesn’t down play both of them but it’s just that you are so beautiful in his eyes, every detail he notices about you is what boosts his serotonin for you

• syzoth dotes on you every chance he gets when you finish your royal duties (because he misses being by you and just misses being in your company) your hand is CONSTANTLY held by his no matter what afterward

• syzoth knows it won’t be easy either.. trying to romance a royal and win the hearts of her citizens due to cultural and appearance differences but he loves you sm, that he’ll do anything for you

• anything? i mean ANYTHING, he even begged the chance to be worthy of your hand to your father and mother (ermac i believe) instead of going to your sisters because your parents approval means the absolute world not only to him but to you

• of course you didn’t know anything about this until ermac had brought up this in a conversation during a family meeting (and to say your older sisters weren’t happy.. is an understatement)

• of course your parents approved but having an ear beating by your sisters was worth it, not long after you immediately ran to syzoth about the good news!!!

• you both took it slow at first especially when it came to the public, always made sure your dates consisted only at night watching the beautiful lanterns light the lakes near you.

• "now, we have the rest of our lives together my flower. let’s make the most of it."

[anothermeforcompany]

Syzoth(MK1) x Yutu

Tags : Male reader, Syzoth x Male OC, fluff, self indulgence, Syzoth is a babygirl and deserves to be treated like a princess

Syzoth never thought he would be desired by anyone since he is driven away by his own peoples but the feeling of the spirit shaman, Yutu, tapping his chin on Syzoth's head, makes his spine shivers in shyness. It's a common gesture from a male that wants to mate with a female of his peoples, the male will hold the female until they are ready but he didn't expect Yutu would do this to him. They seems to have forgotten that they are not alone or in private area, as they are among friends. Khameleon is covering her mouth in excitement as she is the one Yutu consult with about Saurian's courting tradition, while Mileena is watching this with interest and amusement at the sight of Syzoth's skin getting red, with Tanya smiling beside her.

Johnny is decribing what happens to Kenshi beside him, while Kuai Liang is holding back Smoke from storming over because Syzoth is their honorary little brother and honorary member of Shirai Ryu.

"You must be wondering why I do this, and yes, I know what this genture means"Syzoth can feel the vibration from the wide chest behind him. Yutu's body runs warm, almost like the sun, so it is really comfortable for Syzoth. "I've been trying to court you in the way of my peoples, I offer you my house, I can feed you by giving you food you can eat, and give you a comfortable or luxurious life if you like the later, but you didn't understand"Yutu bend his head to nuzzle on Syzoth's neck, sighing as Syzoth leaning back to him, "So I have to search for another way, and that's to court you in your way, this is the only gesture I can do as I'm not Saurian, I hope it won't disappoint you"he said in humility and hopefulness

Syzoth didn't know what to say. Yutu is highly desirable as a mate, he is strong, able, rich, and good looking by Edenian standard. He can have anyone he wants as a royal healer but he chose Syzoth, with all those gestures to prove himself as a capable mate that can protect and support him. "I'm a Saurian"he said

"I am aware and I like you however you are, Syzoth, I only ask for a chance should you deem me worthy"Yutu replied

Syzoth turn in his embrace and look up to Yutu. He lean up to kiss his lips briefly, Yutu's fists balled but not grabbing Syzoth no matter how much he wants to, he didn't want to scare the outcast Saurian, let him control this pace, but he did sigh to let out some of his frustration. "You are testing my patience, my moon"he said, knocking their foreheads together.

Syzoth feels a rare thrill when he sees how much his actions affect Yutu who is apathetic and cold. A mischievous glint on his green eyes. "I would like to taste your cooking again and we can talk more about this"he said

Yutu kisses his forehead, "I will you tonight, beautiful one"he smiles softly, which is a good look on Yutu that makes Syzoth miss his warmth when the man leaves.

"So when is the wedding ?"Johnny ask

[khaosrealms]

could you write a request for syzoth x princess!reader, who is mileena and kitana's younger sister?

LACERTA’S GEM. / SYZOTH X PRINCESS! READER.

a/n: of course! thank you so much for the request 💚 nothing better than to start a blog off with everyone’s favorite reptiloid.

- Your affection is a harshly-earned one, child of the empress you are. Living in outworld comes with its well of suitors who flaunt and throw themselves for your adoration; what greater prize than to win the love of a princess, after all? Not that anyone had succeeded, not any of members of Sindel’s court, not any of Shao’s soldiers, none yet to earn the reward of a princess’ heart. But a Zatteran?

- Whispers of gossip among Sindel’s court were as common as the act of breathing, and while you often kept your thoughts elsewhere, keeping your ears open was a whole different story. A sideshow act? A shapeshifter? Under the heat of Mileena’s recent… escapade, you knew better than to go elsewhere unaccompanied— but your curiosities got the better of you. The cover of night a perfect tool to aid in your disguise as you ventured into Outworld’s entertainment district. Finding the source of the whispers with a crowd large enough to nestle yourself within. A man— or, at the very least, what you believed was a man at first.

“Come and see! Offer coin and perhaps you will receive a glimpse of something greater than anything you’ve ever witnessed here on Outworld!” The typical sideshow fare; a disgust filling your jaw at the sight of the merchant’s grinning visage as he passes you. Offering a box to be filled with coin and trinkets for the opportunity at the sight of his performer. Verdant eyes, tattoos etched across his features, his arms. For a moment, you lock eyes, and his pupils dilate. Recognition. Verdant green eyes that are almost too soft, too kind, too tired. Still so exhausted, even as he transforms, scaled, tooth and claw. A show for a princess, he seems to say, tail heavy on the floor beneath him. You stay not a moment later. Fading into the crowd, where his eyes do not follow.

- When you return to the district where Syzoth performed not a week later with company, he’s nowhere to be seen. Not the sight of him, not even so much as a whisper, the suspicious nature of it following you as you returned to your duties. Where did he go? This gossip of the high courts who caught such an eye, where did he go? Your lack of concentration earns you Kitana’s scolding. A nip at your ear, pinched between her fingers. But still, the distraction remains, following to the days leading up to the tournament. Even the fireworks of celebration as you stood on stage, waving towards the partying citizens of Outworld with your sisters, couldn’t distract from the thought.

- It took practically every ounce of power and demand you could manage to pull away from the festivities. Turning away your umgadi guard with some sort of dismissive lie, preening to your sisters that you would return before the people would so much as notice you missing— of course, Kitana and Mileena are hardly fooled, and when you dive into the crowds, between alleys and fragrant carts, they know what exactly it is that festers at your mind. The Zaterran. The shapeshifter with tired eyes and scaled flesh. The one who stands before you, as you duck into a quiet alley, as caught off-guard as you are of him.

“Princess.” There’s a tenseness in his jaw that follows through to his voice. Ready to leap away, as if found doing something he’d hardly been meant to do. His fists tensing by his sides. He’d looked exhausted before, yes, but now— he’d looked almost drained. A small spark of hope twinkling in his eyes. Whatever it is he’d been through, you’re certain it’s something he’s refusing to return back to. When you step back, you can see with your own eyes how his muscles loosen in relief.

“I thought Zaterran’s stayed beneath ground.” Your interest catches him, and for a moment he stutters, before opening his mouth to speak once more. “Most do, Princess. You have seen yourself that I am not most, however.” So he did recognize you that day. In the same way that you yourself recognize that you both are surely not where you are meant to be. “A good reason, I hope?” “In the name of truth. A reason no better.” “Then above ground you’ll stay, if that is such.”

- You never forget the appreciation in his eyes at that moment. A relief so deep it falls into his shoulders and neck, relaxing, time of tension wasted away. By the time you blink, the man has already continued his climb onto the buildings above; but not before you catch his attention once more, one hand cupped by your mouth to echo your words towards him. “What is your name, Zaterran!” Stopping him in his tracks, those verdant eyes locking onto your’s once more.

“My name is Syzoth, Princess!” Syzoth. What an odd name for such an intriguing man. “I would ask for your’s, but I’m afraid it’s difficult not to know of it!” His words form a bubble in your chest, a chuckle spilling out from between your lips that cause a smile to crack on his weary features. That glimmer of hope shining in his eye. He’s gone by the time another firework cracks across the sky above you, but a small warmth of the meeting remains. Nestled there in your cheek. Syzoth. What luck to meet him again.

[khaosrealms]

using syzoth x princess!reader's magnificent request; could you write a scenario where reader ends up arguing with her sisters, who were worried about her getting closer to the zaterran? — they are just wanting the best for their little sister.

LACERTA’S CROWN JEWEL. / SYZOTH X PRINCESS! READER.

a/n: now how did you know that i just absolutely adore family dynamics? of course i’ll write a scenario for this! it would be my pleasure 💙

“I forbid it.” Those are the first words that leave Mileena’s lips when you tell her of your newfound companion. Of Syzoth, the Zaterran you’d begun to make quick friends with. And, the same as many, many centuries of petty arguments and squabbles, you cannot say you are surprised. The only thing you can say you are, with certainty, is annoyed. Annoyed that you could already feel a headache stirring at your temples for what was to come. Annoyed that this was, without doubt, another lesson of Mileena’s you remember quite well from when you were younger.

“You— forbid it?” “I forbid it.” “And for what reason is that?” You can see the trepidation in Mileena’s features. Risen to Empress, she restrains better than she had before; but you know your sister, and you know Kitana, stood beside you, can see the very same thing. Musing with her hands, the same she often would her own fans. You three are alone here, no other company but the walls, but Mileena falls to a hush. Clutching your wrist; speaking beneath her chin. “He is a Zaterran, sister. Do you know what things the court would say if they were to discover who you make company of?” The court? The court which now fell beneath Mileena’s rule? The court that she, with a flick of her palm, could bend to her every will?

You despised the days in which fighting felt like the only way you could get through to your sister. Her problem. She started it first.

“And what will your court say? When they find their Empress has been infected with Tarkat?” “Excuse me?” The expression on Kitana’s face is all you need to know you’ve pushed the discussion down a route of no return. Her scrunched features hidden behind her hand; shielding her eyes from the sight of you both bickering. So you continue. If arguing is the only way forth— then that’s your choice. One step forward is all you need to cross the distance between you and Mileena, in all her seething, withheld rage. “Or are you perhaps the only one worth defending amongst your court? Mother knows you’ve thought only of yourself!”

“Myself? Only of myself?” The royal fabric on your chest strains against your sister’s nails as she grabs hold. Forcing you to remain in place. Forced to look up at her. “The only reason why you have not endured the savagery of the court is because I protect you! All your dismissed suitors, all those soldiers of Shao— did you think you alone suppressed those whispers?!” Even Kitana’s intervention is not enough to halt Mileena’s barrage. The hand on her wrist nothing more but an assurance that she should continue; spitting her words in your face. “It was mine and mother’s burden, always. Tending to your whispers! Tending to your desires!” “Mileena, please, it’s enough.” “No Kitana, it is not enough! You indulge her, same as I have!” How easy it was for your elder sister to get a rise out of you. The bitter sting that forms tears at the corners of your eyes; gritting your teeth to push them down. But she continues. Mileena continues, because at the very sight of her, you can tell she’s scared. Just as scared as you. “A daughter of Sindel making close company of a Zaterran will ruin you, sister. Ridding yourself of what little favor you hold in the court— do you want that?” “Mileena.” The sound of Mileena’s bracers creaking beneath Kitana’s palm is warning enough. When you are pulled away, it’s Kitana’s hand that urges you to stay firm; set on the small of your back.

“We worry about you, sister.” Kitana’s even words melted out from between her lips. Coated in earnest worry, there, even in the crease of her brow. And though you almost bite back, retaliating against her kindness— you blink past your tears, clearing your throat. She’s a mirror; the words she speaks are a reflection of Mileena’s own. Only easier to swallow, sweeter. As needed as the bitterness of your Empress’ sister. “We know his intentions are well, but the court will make their assumptions of a Zaterran. Harsher ones, when a princess is involved.”

“His name is Syzoth.” You feel Mileena’s eyes flicker to your face. Watch as you direct your words to Kitana, who absorbs your words as they leave you. “And he helped in the battle against Shang Tsung. He was there— saving the people of Outworld. Fighting alongside us.” When you turn and lock eyes with Mileena, you know then that she is listening. “If the court you rule is one that won’t defend one of its own protectors, then I want no place in such a court with you.”

For a moment, there is silence.

Filled only by the wind and inhaled breathes your sisters and yourself take. Kitana surveying your reactions, Mileena scanning your eyes, and your own, staring right back at her’s. The first to break the quiet— softening her eyes at your refusal to let go. “You know I can’t lose you too.” And it breaks Mileena’s heart, as it does your own. “Do you believe he has a place here, in my court?”

“Of course I do.” With utter certainty. So much so, it almost embarrasses you how quickly it escapes; a gesture not so easily ignored by Kitana. That peculiar smile of her’s filling her lips— the same one she gifts Mileena when she speaks to Tanya. You ignore it, as best you can. “A Zaterran might just be what you need, in your new era, Empress Mileena.” She would never just used to it, no matter how much Kitana and you said it, but it’s enough to make Mileena smile. Clearing the air of its sharpness and melting it down into exhaustion. Mileena’s gentle hand fitting into your own, gifting it a small squeeze. “Syzoth is a good man, I promise, sister.” You squeeze back and Mileena’s exhaustion warms to acceptance.

“Only as your confidant, I hope?” “Surely, it couldn’t possibly be anything more, could it, Sister?” Elder Gods, maybe you should died during the battle. Spare you from your sisters and their smirks as your cheeks redden under their questioning. Impossible to hide, as they corner you with their frames. Kitana poking at your side, Mileena tugging at your cheek as you squirmed. “A hug from a Princess of Outworld could surely be considered more, could it not, Sister?” “A Zaterran winning the affection of Sindel’s daughter— what gasping rumor to be heard in the court!” “You two keep talking and you’ll be joining mother and father in the afterlife!”

[khaosrealms]

Im literally vibrating in my chair please a part two of that Syzoth fic please I need them interacting more ♥️♥️

LACERTA’S GEM. (PART TWO!) / SYZOTH X PRINCESS! READER.

a/n: it brings me nothing but joy to know you enjoyed the first part! i am happy to please— so of course, here is your part two! 💚

- After your second encounter with Syzoth, it wasn’t long until you made acquaintance with one another soon after. Returning to the stage, chin held high and hands tucked behind you with excitement, only to see your dear sister Kitana on the floor and Tanya engaged in kombat with the very man you’d just let go. Thinking nothing of the possibility that this might be the reason for his flighty disposition. Your heart sinking to the bottom of your stomach as you ran to your older sister’s side, inspecting for newfound bruises or cuts. But nothing— dull hits, nothing but enough to deter her from continuing a fight. Whatever it was Syzoth was doing, it wasn’t in the name of hurting your family.

- From that point onwards, it was all about picking the pieces of whatever the hell was going on. Betrayal from General Shao and Shang Tsung, allyship with mortals from Earthrealm, and— the small increments of time you’d begun to find with Syzoth. Assisting where the battle might require you; during the silent period before the execution of a plan, that’s where he spoke most with you. Hesitantly, at first, for you were positive he believed you held some ire for him that day at the festival stage. Ashamed, from the way he spoke to the way he’d bent his head.

“Princess, if I may?” You never enjoyed it, that fervent necessity those who knew of your place in Outworld had to being near your presence. If I may, with all due respect, if you’ll excuse me, even here, far from your mother’s court, overseeing what would soon be a battlefield, that courtesy did not leave. So you do not answer, rather, you wait— and slowly, you can see the hesitation drip in and drip out from Syzoth’s disposition. Carrying him to a seat a slight ways beside you. Hands folded between his thighs, holding words between his lips that remain knotted there before finally releasing; an undertone of hesitation throughout. “Am I disrupting your peace?” You almost want to chuckle, if it didn’t seem it’d rattle the Zaterran beyond your desire.

“You are not.” Short, to tug him towards continuing, and enough to make his shoulders loosen. “I’m simply thinking, Syzoth. Why do you ask?” You’d spend a majority of the time from the days since avoiding his gaze, not of wrath, but almost— out of hesitation. Hesitation to accept his role in all this, hesitation, knowing the man who your mother, the Empress, took council from was the very man who enslaved him. “I’m afraid I may have soiled what.. little fate you had of me when we had met, that day of the festival.” Ah yes, that day. How could you have possibly forgotten? The day a shapeshifting Zaterran nearly conquered Outworld itself. He can’t help but shift when you chuckle at his words, nervous, perhaps— but less so when you turn to look at him, finally, and a small smile sits there on your lips.

“You had your reasons, Syzoth, I know of that now. And my dear sister forgives you, so why too shouldn’t I?” You wouldn’t admit that there’s a part of you that stirs when Syzoth finally allows himself to smile. A swirling of something warm in your chest as he breathes a sigh of relief, the dark circles beneath his eyes creasing with his grin. “That brings me more solace than you could imagine, Princess.” And to you, as well, simply seeing how much the assurance placed him at ease. “Perhaps then, we could.. speak to one another? Pass the time?”

- You’d discover more and more of Syzoth as the time continued to pass. His life as a Zaterran, his isolation due to his abilities, his family, now lost, the simple pleasures he enjoy in life, and him, of you. Your life as the youngest daughter of Empress Sindel, the isolation due to your royal status, your family, forever by your side. Opposite reflections of one another, a kind of magnetism in knowing just how different you were from one another. And even though your sister Mileena had teased you, asking if you’d planned to make a Zeterran a part of the royal lineage, you continued to make his company. Waiting, during the moments of silence, for Syzoth to appear. At times, in his true form, where you’d request time to admire, and at times, in his shifted form, where you’d find yourself chuckling at the true parts of him that’d peek through to his human body.

- When the titan Shang Tsung is defeated, there’s a peace that finally falls over Outerworld. Like a taut rubber band being reeled back. The first person you celebrate with, barring your own blood, is Syzoth. Looking for him, perhaps without even realizing, amongst the crowd of those who had remained; and there he was, looking back at you, relief painted in his eyes like two emeralds. You hadn’t planned on hugging him when you raced to him, but fueled purely with adrenaline, you embrace him, ignoring the gazes of those watching with quiet shock. His hands stuck to his side before they find themselves wrapped around your waist, clutching, as if it had been years since another soul dared hold him. Better you ignore the sound of Johnny cooing tediously.

“Are you alright, Syzoth?” “I am unhurt, Princess. And you?” “A few bruises, but nothing I cannot withstand.” He smelled of blood and sweat, and his face, caked in dirt, flushed a dark, leafy green. You’d never met a man who’d blushed with such a hue. You never would meet anyone again like Syzoth, and the thought made your heart thump anxiously in your chest. Even as you parted, clearing your throat as you returned your hands to yourself. “What will you do now, now that you are free again?” The thought seems to paralyze him. A fugitive of Outworld, a freak to his people, perhaps he hadn’t thought of anything but simply making it through the battle alive. “I do not know, Princess. Truthfully.” He muttered, hands clasped in front of him. Tensing, flexing, as if somehow the answer would squeeze out from between his fingers.

Instead, you offer. Your hand gently resting atop his, colder than you’d expected, but stiff no longer. “I’m sure my sister Mileena would be delighted to have you amongst her confidants as the new Empress.” There again, that glimmer of hope in his eyes, and there once more, that warmth, bubbling in your chest. You cannot help but smile at the sight of it. “I can be very convincing when it comes to the things I want.” Of him being apart of her court, of course, but it doesn’t stop the true intentions behind your words from slipping past. A rush of red splayed over your cheeks that Syzoth notices with ease. Greeted by his own visage, hints of green coming to his ears. “An enticing offer, Princess.” Sly Zaterran. “Enticing enough to say yes?” You’d be crushed if the answer was anything but. Yet, with simply one look, Syzoth’s smile is enough to tell you his answer. “The first Zaterran among the Empress’ court. It certainly would be something, wouldn’t it?”

[kassiekole22]

By My Side

Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: After waking up from a terrible nightmare, you are pleased to find someone who means quite a lot to you, waiting at your bedside. Warnings: Gore, Nightmares, Angst, Fluff. Word Count: 508 A/N: I'm sorry this is so short but I hope you all enjoy it regardless! 🖤 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kassie's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @bihansthot, @katiralovely, @queenkhepri, @blackbunnymayw, @simpforhotmaskedmen, @theleftkittycollection. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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I felt it all — every sting of the sword cutting into my flesh, my blood spilling from my body, my bones cracking beneath fists. The pain was excruciating and damn near unbearable. Though I knew I had to hang on, it was becoming so hard to fight back. I knew time was running out for me, and I only prayed that someone — anyone would come to save me from a deadly fate.

But unfortunately, with one final stab to the ribs, I collapsed on the cold ground. I laid there — completely helpless and weak — while my murderer stood above me, encasing me between both of his feet while holding his sword high. I knew his next move — how he planned to plunge it into my heart and end me. So I chose to close my eyes, not wanting him to be the last thing I saw.

But then...

"Princess?" I heard a familiar voice call out to me, waking me from my deep slumber. I opened my blurry eyes to meet another more concerned pair staring down at me.

As my vision came into focus, I recognized the green orbs as Syzoth's — who sat by my side on the bed. On instinct, I felt the corners of my lips slowly curl up into a smile as I gazed upon the man before me. I was so grateful to see him for some reason.

I could feel his digits — which were curled around my hand — squeeze me gently, and I instantly attempted to look down. But that's when I saw all the bandages.

And I realized that my dream was definitely not a dream.

"I saw you struggling in your sleep; were you having a nightmare?" Syzoth asked in a soothing tone that was a couple octaves lower than his usual one. My smile quickly fell into a frown as the dream replayed in my mind like a horror movie. I nodded my head slowly while closing my eyes and slowly lowering my head. A part of me wished so much that I hit my head hard enough to not remember how I got this badly injured when I fell to the ground.

Syzoth, can you hold me for awhile?" I requested reluctantly while looking anywhere but in his direction to avoid eye contact with him. I was ashamed to ask him such a childish thing, but I needed it more than ever in that moment.

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Syzoth kindly smiled and nodded his head in agreement before climbing into bed with me as carefully as ever to avoid hurting me more. Then he gently wrapped his arms around my wounded frame and rested his head atop mine.

My lips quirked up into a pleased grin as I tucked my face into the crook of his neck. I felt so safe and protected. After letting out a content sigh of relief, I closed my eyes and drifted back to sleep, knowing that the memory of my near death would remain a memory just as long as he was by my side.

[kassiekole22]

Syzoth X Fem!Reader Headcanon #1

Syzoth treats you like a princess. He has the natural instinct to serve and when he met you, he wanted to do everything for you — he wanted to be your protector. Even if you aren't a princess, he will still treat you as such. You don't understand why at first but you aren't complaining. Maybe you helped him at some point and he felt indebted to you or maybe he just felt connected to you in some way? Either way, he just has the strong need to be your server and protector and will try his hardest to be the best because it's what you deserve. And besides, he has already lost so many people in his life so he will do everything he can to make sure you don't slip through his fingers as well. It's his biggest fear. 🥺💚

[synnamonroll666]

Ashrah X Fem!Reader X Syzoth: Intro Dialogues (Feat. Sareena, Kitana, Mileena)

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A/N: I meant to post this almost two months ago! TWO! I have got to stop slacking! 😭 Anyway, if you want context, this is kind of a continuation to these headcanons I did back in November.

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Sareena: I'm so proud of you, sister!

Ashrah: Don't say I told you so!

Sareena: I told you poly relationships were too good to give up!

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Ashrah: Syzoth and (Y/N) really enjoyed Halloween as well! They say they want you to be a part of it next year too.

Sareena: I'll start working on my costume now!

Ashrah: Nothing that shows too much skin or scares the children away!

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Syzoth: Your sister and (Y/N) are angels! They are the sweetest—

Sareena: Ohhhhhh, my God! I know! You love them!

Syzoth: Is there something wrong with expressing that love?

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Sareena: I told you people wouldn't think you're a freak! That's why Halloween is the best time of year!

Syzoth: I had never felt do free to be me in a public place my whole life!

Sareena: *Smirking* You know, it's okay to get freaky from time to time anyway.

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(Y/N): Your sister makes me so happy.

Sareena: As happy as you make her?

(Y/N): I think more.

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Sareena: Next Halloween is going to be amazing!

(Y/N): All I ask is that you go easy on the children this time. Syzoth didn't even scare them as much as you did.

Sareena: Hey, it's all a part of being a demon!

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Kitana: I am still weary of you courting Syzoth and (Y/N).

Ashrah: I have nothing but the best intentions for them both.

Kitana: Actions speak louder than words, Ashrah.

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Ashrah: Do you not accept us?

Kitana: It's not that. I'm just concerned.

Ashrah: I understand your concern but it is false.

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Syzoth: Would you mind training (Y/N)? She told me that she would like to learn more about kombat.

Kitana: I would be happy to, Syzoth.

Syzoth: Thank you, princess.

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Kitana: A demon, a Zaterran, and a human: I never seen anything like this in the one million years of my existence!

Syzoth: Neither have I, princess. But I couldn't be happier.

Kitana: I am glad to know that you are now happy, Syzoth.

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(Y/N): You said you would help me train?

Kitana: Yes, would you like to start?

(Y/N): Just please go easy on me at first.

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Kitana: Syzoth says that you and Ashrah make him very happy.

(Y/N): *Smiles* That really warms my heart to hear that.

Kitana: It really makes me see things in a different light.

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Mileena: I know being in an unaccepted relationship is hard.

Ashrah: It is difficult, but it would be harder without (Y/N) and Syzoth.

Mileena: In my eyes, happiness is all that matters. Of course, if you are not harming anyone to achieve it.

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Ashrah: I see a lot of me, Syzoth, and (Y/N)'s relationship in you and Tanya's.

Mileena: I suppose we are similar in a way.

Ashrah: Both judged for loving who we want.

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Syzoth: People called us freaks. But look at us now!

Mileena: Honored to be accompanied by beautiful woman throughout life's journey.

Syzoth: It's a lot less than those bullies can say for themselves.

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Mileena: You said you wanted a day off to spend time with Ashrah and (Y/N), Syzoth?

Syzoth: Please, Empress. I plan on proposing.

Mileena: Then take the whole week. You have my blessing.

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(Y/N): Syzoth has been acting strangely with me and Ashrah lately.

Mileena: Trust me, (Y/N). Everything will be fine.

(Y/N): I sure hope you are right...

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Mileena: What is this "double date" you suggested?

(Y/N): It's when me, Ashrah, and Syzoth and you and Tanya all go out together and share a date. It will be fun!

Mileena: You Earthrealmers never fail to be interesting to me.

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Requests for more are open!

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[kassiekole22]

one more scenario/request syzoth x princess!reader here, dear! (continuing with the fact that she's kitana and mileena's younger sister)

imagine that during the festival, which is happening during the trailer for "the banished", reader is wearing a set of clothes, just like her sisters, and syzoth is truly enchanted to see her. - and, if you want to turn this scenario into a continuation of "No Longer Alone", feel free!

Usually for fic requests, I wait to post these with the fics that were requested so the anon readers know it's their fic. But I have a few ways I want to go with this and I want to hear your opinions.

Ok... Ahem...

So I'm thinking either a separate fic where Syzoth and the reader run into each other before the fight begins. Maybe she's lonely and decides to wander off, and he thinks no one is where she is and scurries in that direction in an attempt to stay hidden before the attack.

Another separate fic where the reader attempts so confront him (despite both of her sisters warning her to let them handle it.) but he it doesn't break into a fight because he ended up falling for her and doesn't have the heart to fight her.

Or a prologue to the No Longer Alone fic through Syzoth's POV, while he is sneaking along the rooftops, he sees the reader sitting alone and watches her for awhile.

What do you think of those ideas? Which do you think I should do? 🤭