#Blade's answers

[blade-liger-4ever]

Now for the Distracting Asks: 1. What are you reading now? 4. What are you watching? 8. Name something you are looking forward to? 10. Favorite animal? 11. Favorite season? 12. Favorite comfort drink? 22. Something you want to see? Hope you enjoy these and God Bless you once again!

Currently nothing, though I've got some new books I need to check out soon!

4. Unless the extended theme song of Transformers: Energon counts, nothing. I do want to watch cartoons again at some point.

8. Um....writing time?

10. Tiger!

11. Winter. Can't wait to get there!

12. Erm....probably hot chocolate, or coke. Both make me happy (though not as "I am energy and the entire world lies before my feet!" happy as Irish coffee makes me.)

22. Hmm, that's a toughie. You know what? Jurassic World: Dominion. I've beening to see that.

Oh! And Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire!

I enjoyed them, thank you! God bless you too, Vita!!!

[ddarker-dreams]

blade literally pouting until you come back and kafka immediately assigns you the job of cheering him up

"..."

"...?"

"..."

upon returning from your latest job, blade instantly took to acting as your second shadow. this, in and of itself, isn't unusual. you stopped questioning this habit long ago, as it clearly pleases him. what you do find unusual is the unnerving stare he's currently directing your way.

"... is something wrong?"

after a second that seemingly lasted forever, he shakes his head.

"hm," you hum, placing a finger to your cheek in thought. "this isn't fair, y'know. your poker face is so convincing that i almost believed you."

he crosses his arms over his chest. "what would you have me say?"

"plenty of things!" you exclaim, to which he grimaces, realizing his mistake a moment too late. "that you think i'm just the cutest thing ever, how much you've missed me, all your thoughts, feelings, deepest, darkest desires— mmf!"

blade's gloved hand covers your mouth, putting a premature end to your tirade.

"are you finished?" he deadpans.

you nod.

he considers you at length before releasing you, muttering under his breath about you being a 'lousy liar.' you notice how his gaze lingers on your lips. a brief flicker dances within his eyes, hinting at the fervor he constantly battles to contain.

suddenly, it dawns on you.

"oh!"

you close the distance with an apologetic smile. "i did forget something important, didn't i?"

standing on your tiptoes, you steady yourself by wrapping your arms behind his neck. out of habit, his hands find your hips, securing you further. your lips almost connect — before mischief gets the better of you. you change your destination to his cheek, planting a chaste kiss there.

he blinks, slowly processing what's just occurred.

you prepare for a swift escape.

blade, however, foresees your intentions, and tightens his grip. effectively trapped, you squirm in place, chuckling nervously to dispel the building tension.

“close, but not quite,” he scolds. then, he lowers his voice to a whisper. “try again.”

[neuvistar]

HI MARYSE thinkin' about tattoo!artist blade who thinks of ur whole body as a brand new delicate canvas for him, pretty tattoos going from ur breasts to your womb, and of course it's never without his " watermark " ( it's his name in mandarin ) on ur thigh<3 thinking about the way he's so proud of his works that he can't keep his hands to himself when he's (finger)fucking you

❝ HIS PRIZED POSSESSION. ❞ signed. blade . wc. 809 .

— featuring ┊tattoo artist!blade x fem!reader

— warnings / content warnings ┊all consensual! not proofread. TATTOO ARTIST BLADIE TATTOO ARTIST BLADIE!!!!, established relationships, v4ginal fingering, cunilingus, use of nicknames, feminine terms used, jus a TAAAAD bit of pussydrunk!bladie ♡ | 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒? @yngxing

— a/n ┊ANON U ARE SOOOOAURRE SMART. i loved this ask a little TEWWWW much that i decided 2 make a small fic out of it >:) THANK U 4 SENDING ME THIS… YUMMERS. (also… it’s been so long so i’m sorry 4 the VERY late response this is insane)

it’s no doubt that you were blade’s favourite customer, of course! you were his girlfriend! but yet, it shows in his works and the way he treats you. he can’t help it, really.. who wouldn’t be fond of someone as pretty as you? your body was delicate—it was worth worshipping in his eyes, it’s safe to say that it’s hard for him not to lose control. your perfect body was a sight to behold, blessing his eyes with newfound lust and pride. as he leaned in, his hands released your thighs as he dropped to his knees before you, his dark gaze burning with desire as he yanked your sundress up, baring you completely. blade admired his past work, absorbing the beauty of the tattoo on your breast, his initials over your womb, and his name over your thigh. “hmph. take those panties off and lift your skirt up more. i can't be doing this with your clothes on.” blade instructed, his brows furrowed as he pulled you towards his face. “don’t be shy now. it’ll be better to mark you as mine this way.” he bowed his head forward, his tongue flicking against your clit, the sensation sending shockwaves through your body.

"bladie!” you cried out in pleasure, hands fisting in his long dark hair. your boyfriend lapped at your drenched cunt, sparing no mercy as he drove you to the edge.. your back arching off the chair. the scent of his dominance and need fills the air, the heat between you both was thick and palpable. blade’s hand drifts to the side of your thigh, his thumb brushing over your skin through your dress. he growled against your pussy, the sound low and demanding. your face scrunched at the sounds of slurping and sucking from below; your hips arching to meet his tongue. “good.. so good.” blade suckled on your swollen folds like a starved man, feeling it pulse beneath his lips. he could sense the heat radiating from your core, making his own desire grow even stronger. his wet muscle flicked and circled, your moans growing louder and more desperate with each stroke.. it would be unfortunate if another customer walked in on this.

“pretty." he whispered, a wicked expression spreading across his face. and with that, he dove back in, his tongue plunging deep within you. his thumb toyed with your bud, the sensitive nub pulsing in response to his touch. letting out a rough guttural moan, his hands released your thigh to caress the tattoo on your womb, admiring his work once more as the ache in his groin grew more intense with each passing second. “mine.. mine.” sweat glistened on your bodies as you moved together, the room filled with the sounds of your sounds of pleasure. blade was determined to make you feel every ounce of ecstasy and pride he had in his body. he wanted this, he wanted to claim you.. show just how—proud he is of his work.

“.. can you take my fingers?” he asked you suddenly, his voice muffled against your cunt. “these fingers that have worked tirelessly to show everyone you belong to me.” his words are a mix of semi-praise and tease, his fingers spreading your lips open, watching as the slickness coats his digits. he’s enjoying this, the control he has over your body, the way you respond to his touch. “these tattoos.. are staying here forever.” his finger slid inside, stretching you completely wide. he loved this part, making you helplessly needy for his touch. blade knew he could take your body to the edge and back, control you completely.. a slow, sensual invasion meant to calm your nerves and ground you in the here and now. his eyes locked on your face, gauging your reactions and facial expressions. fuck, he knew you hated this combination. you hated that stupid combination of his fingers and his tongue, knowing it’ll make you cum quicker than usual.

blade couldn't get enough of you. no matter how many times he’d touch you, draw tattoos on you, kissed you, it was never enough for him. he wanted more, and he demanded for more. he could cover your entire body up with tattoos for all he cares! his talented tongue delved deeper, flicking and teasing your heat mercilessly. blade absolutely delighted in making you squirm, taking pleasure in your moans and whimpers… you were overwhelmed with everything, especially when blade’s fingers slipped in and out so easily like this. it was almost impressive. he hummed appreciatively at your wetness, a testament to how much you craved his touch.

“so wet.” blade muttered against your pussy, his voice thick with lust. "every touch, every kiss, every orgasm, it all belongs to me. no one else gets to enjoy your sweet body like this.”

…

“especially with my name signed on your womb.”

[carmaander]

how does sam eat? wrong answers only

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 262

Pondering Ghosts are Dragons, and just rotating each design in my head I have for them. That is the ghosts we see in the show more than just once or twice lol. Just pondering each of them and potential types and descriptions and how the people of Amity see them, as they’re used to the dragons around, vs say someone from Outside, crossover or no, who are Not used to the maybe slightly eldritch undeath interdimensional dragons around everywhere. 

That is not normal for other people. 

To the Amity Parkers? Boxy is simply a chonky dragon with small boxy wings and covered in blue scales. To people just coming into the city, it’s like seeing a giant komodo dragon when you’re just walking home- not something you exactly want to see and something that is dangerous. 

Kitty’s and Johnny’s weekly relationship tussle? Par for the course really. But to visitors? Two giant wyverns tearing into each other, shimmering greens that could be scales, could be tendrils, and shadows lengthening and thrashing like a living beast all its own. 

And this is just the small dragonlings, not even beginning with larger ones like Pandora and Fright Knight, chill as they may be. 

Outsiders don’t understand that they’re more than just animals. Amity is used to this, but people who have no clue what’s going on? They don’t.

They call the police, the heroes, the government, for help, for answers. And that? That the GIW can use. 

[keyotos]

can i request any hsr characters sleepover hcs w/ gn reader?

nights like this

summary ⎯ sleepover hcs w/ the hsr men! you basically stay over.

includes ⎯ dan heng, gepard, blade, sampo, & jing yuan.

tana's words ⎯ yk i was never much of a sleepover kid as a kid; i missed my mother too much. this is kinda short. maybe bad bc i had writers block during this. anyway i hope u enjoy anon!!!

dan heng

⎯ terrible sleeper. sleep schedule is messed up. sometimes he goes to sleep at 12 (early), sometimes 6 am (late).

⎯ when you're with him, he sleeps a little better (sleeping at 2 instead of 6). your rhythmic breathing always manages to set him at ease, which causes him to relax and sleep better.

⎯ you guys like to read together before bed. he reads at a faster pace than you do, but that's okay bc he's always waiting for you to finish a page before he moves on. doesn't matter how long you take; he'll wait forever as long as it's you.

⎯ before y'all became official, you'd sneak into dan heng's room just to hang out. but that always ended up in you two sleeping on his floor mattress together. was it comfortable? no. was it enjoyable? yes. bc ur with dan heng.

⎯ he sleeps with his entire body literally draped over yours. you guys take the phrase, "tangled limbs," to the max. sometimes when you wake up, it's practically like a puzzle trying to get yourself out of his grip.

⎯ dan heng is always cold at night, so naturally he pulls you closer for warmth. only, he pulls you so close that it still isn't close enough.

⎯ he's not the deepest sleeper, but he sleeps pretty well (when he's not having nightmares). you are mostly a part of the reason why he is able to sleep better.

⎯ dan heng tries to sleep in your room as much as possible; mostly because your bed is usually more comfortable and because he wants to feel you in between his arms

⎯ likes to kiss you on your eyebrow before bed

⎯ you two ARE NOT getting out of bed until like noon. you guys would wake up early but you'd both just stay in bed foreverrrrr. dan heng loves being near you in general: dan heng wants you to stay in bed with him for life sometimes. and you're not arguing.

gepard

⎯ he is the man you'd have a night routine with. i'm talking like skincare routines, brushing teeth together, facemasks, watching the news before bed. you guys are like a little old couple.

⎯ when you'd do skincare with him, gepard would let you sit in between his legs on the counter. it's just hot.

⎯ swings an arm around you as you two brush your teeth. like his arm is around your shoulders and he is unknowingly pulling you deep into his chest. and he's just leaning on you. it's bc he's comfortable with you and he is secretly really touchy.

⎯ he has a relatively good sleep schedule. he's probably not getting the right amount of sleep due to his duties, but he gets more sleep than dan heng!

⎯ cuddles you when you two go to sleep. you guys would sleep face to face and he'd rest his head on top of yours while you guys are sleeping. he pulls you so close.

⎯ on nights he can't sleep, you two just lie awake and talk. talk about each other's days, pet peeves, future dreams: gepard finds solace with you no matter what. he's the type of person to have deep conversations about the future with because he has probably planned it out.

⎯ you two would be in bed and gepard would accidentally blurt out that he wants to marry you. and then he's a mess.

⎯ sleeps so peacefully. no nightmares no nothing. nothing disturbs his sleep (except for his alarm). he's just so peaceful and content just being in bed with you.

⎯ wants to stay in bed with you forever but he actually has to wake up super early. before he leaves, he always kisses your forehead and places a kiss to your knuckles. you're always asleep when it happens so it's just his secret routine.

⎯ he likes to admire you before he leaves. he wants to study every crevice on your face like you're a famous artwork in a museum. thinks about you for the entire day. then he gets home and all of his past problems have diminished.

blade

⎯ he's probably too busy plotting VENGEANCE to think about sleep.

⎯ im jp. he loves sleeping, especially if you're there next to him. he thinks being able to sleep with you is one of the best things that have been granted to him by the aeons.

⎯ you're just too adorable. you like to come up and wrap your arms around his torso, while he's sleeping on his back with an arm around your entire body. he wraps an arm around you to make sure you wouldn't fall off/he wants to keep you close to him. it's a reminder that you're here and you're so peaceful against him.

⎯ he sleeps so late. you would always fall asleep first. you always fall asleep on him so his arm is always numb. but blade doesn't mind, especially when it's you.

⎯ likes to be a fucking TEASE before bed. omg he's like a like roblox troll. his hands are usually cold, so he'd reach under your shirt and like put his hands around your ribcage. it surprises you and makes you jump up into him, which is why he does it.

⎯ blade does not move when he sleeps. he sleeps perfectly still. he isn't a deep sleeper, just a still sleeper. he's hypervigilant, but he manages to stay in the same spot throughout the entire night. that being said, the way his arm/shoulder/whatever body part you're sleeping on becomes numb in the morning...

⎯ blade may seem like a simple guy, but he is not. every time he pulls you closer, he intends to keep you with him for the rest of his life. he likes to bury his head in your hair to remind himself of you; he wants to remember the smell of your shampoo for ages.

⎯ when he wakes up and he sees that you've moved away from him, blade likes to pull you back in.

sampo

⎯ another horrible sleeper. it's bc of his "business hours" that he arrives home at terrible hours.

⎯ sneaks into bed with you... always wakes you up. you give him a oblictatory smack on the shoulder every time he does this, but to your (mock) dismay, he always pulls you on top of him.

⎯ sleeps and does not wake back up. you have to like violently shake him to even get him to stir out of sleep. he arrives home so late and, to make up for lost hours, he sleeps for so long.

⎯ grabs you and does not let you go. you're pressed against him and awake while bro is dead asleep. it's like a whole mission trying to get out of his grip.

⎯ he is so MOUTHY when he wakes up; somehow he regains all energy that he missed out on the previous night and wakes up all happy and clingy. tries to GO BACK TO SLEEP after he realizes the both of you are awake.

⎯ the type to be like, "five more minutes," mf you have slept for FIVE DAYS. he'll use every trick in the book too; he'll do the pout, puppy dog eyes, even going so far as to beg and plead on his knees in the bed.

⎯ and of course, you stay in for five more minutes. i lied, you guys stay in for more than five minutes. you agreed because of his incessant pestering, but also bc you love him i guess.

⎯ he gets home really late and you barely get to see him at night, so for now, you suppose you'll settle for late mornings with sampo.

jing yuan

⎯ GREAT SLEEPER. PERFECT FOR NIGHT ROUTINES. PERFECT FOR MORNING ROUTINES.

⎯ as general, he doesn't have the hectic sleep schedule like dan heng, and he also does not have to wake up as early as gepard. he gets to sleep early with you and he gets to wake up and spend the morning with you as well.

⎯ sometimes yanqing likes to spend time with you in the morning. he goes in to remind jing yuan of something but he ends up staying for one hour bc you two strike up a conversation filled with widely various topics.

⎯ on mornings yanqing doesn't come in, you two just spend the whole morning talking about your plans for the day. your schedules are around the same length as each other, so you two barely have time to spend together during the day. but at least you two have your mornings and nights.

⎯ nights are great. you two like to talk about your days while you lay side to side, head resting on jing yuan's chest. your breathing is synchronized, not uneven. you feel safe, at peace, and calm.

⎯ yk that couples that fall asleep quickly together are chemically bonded? yeah that's you and jing yuan. you two are KNOCKED OUT after like 11:30 (old folk) because you two are chemically bonded.

⎯ whenever the other is not around, you guys have trouble sleeping. you guys sleep so early together, but when you guys are apart? you will be getting no sleep.

⎯ loves sleeping early with you. loves to have you in his arms as fast as possible. loves mornings with you. loves how you look similar to being iridescent in the morning. loves everything about you tbh.

NOT one of my best hcs but thats ok

[crimsonbubble]

HIII I LOVE UR WORKSS, ill just idea dump some lil brainrots im planning to write ab! — just in general, hsr men taking ur v-card, and them having a corruption kink, just saying.. — jelly sex with jing yuan & blade, like jing yuan and blade are sworn enemies but not when tagteaming you <3 — single dad!welt and you being his neighbor taking care of his kid/s together

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, threesome, overstimulation, brief pussy job, throat bulge, brief choking, implied size kink, praise, oral (m + f receiving), creampie *not proofread, just pure horny

[I LOVE WRITING ABOUT MY HYPERFIXATIONS/MILD OBSESSIONS SJSMSNDK] this has little to no connection to the original plot this is just pure horny writing 💀💀 also didn't know how to end it so-

MINORS DNI!!

who knew the only thing these two can agree on is the pretty little mess that lays on general jing yuan's bed?

with your head hanging off the edge of his bed, it gives jing yuan easy access to your warm and awaiting mouth. while blade has his head buried between your thighs. his tongue is swirling and flicking against your twitchy clit with no remorse.

"there we go little dove." your soft whimpers are muffled by jing yauns cock, harsh gagging noises being heard as he pushes himself to the back of your mouth. there's drool pooling and spilling over your lips as he shallowly thrusts his hips. the pleasure from blades mouth sent another orgasm ripping through your veins.

he comes up from your sloppy cunt with a wet mouth, wiping his hand over his face as his leaky cock presses against your hole. you're arching your hips down to catch the tip of his dick against your sopping hole. blade sit up, pumping his cock lazily before tapping his tip against your clit. his free hand squeezes your thigh, his eyes lingering on you pulsing cunt.

each tap sent shocks through your core, whining around jing yuans cock and clutching desperately at the sheets. blade slowly rocked his hips, grinding his length against your messy cunt. blade watched the slight bulge form in your throat as jing yuan steadily fucked your mouth.

it felt as though blade was burning a hole into you as he stared. jing yuan pulled out of your mouth abruptly, a silent cue for blade to push into you. you let out a short gasp followed by a whine as blade bottomed out, only giving you a few mere seconds to adjust to the feeling of his cock buried within your walls.

jing yuan took it upon himself to set a rhythm, pushing into your mouth when blade pulled out. your cunt is gushing around blades cock and making a mess of both of you and the sheets. jing yuan is pressing a hand to your throat, groaning each time he feels the bump in your throat from how deep your taking him.

your trying to blink away tears yet they keep falling from your eyes as the pleasure slowly becoms blinding. your thighs are trembling in blades grip, pressing into his sides as he moves to hover over you. his hands move from your thighs up to your waist, pushing and pulling you at his own will. an almost animalistic growl rumbles in jing yuans chest as blade all but manhandled you.

"now, now... is there a need to be so rough?"

[retquits]

could you please tell us more about Cetus + maybe possibly give us a tour of your tattoos??? :D

i haven't played on cetus's account in a while (ended up going back to dallas since his farm is the most established) BUT i can certainly do a tattoo tour in the meantime!!

my neck tattoo is the newest - got it in april! it's a pair of brushstroke wings and a star at the center

i also have a pair of knives dissolving into petals on my collarbones, a reminder to be kinder to myself (comic about it here) (but also because i just really enjoy knives)

aaand these are the oldest two!! they represent an exchange in les miserables (""Be serious," said Enjolras. "I am wild," replied Grantaire.") i'll probably get the eye one covered though because everyone thinks it's a bill cipher reference LMAOOO

...and that's it for now! 🥰

[cloudshuffle]

Hello!could you please write a fanfiction with Yandere (sampo, lune, blade, Jing Yuan) with a lover who walks badly (limps, runs clumsily, falls, etc.), but at the same time their beloved has nothing broken and she is healthy, I hope you can write it,Have a nice day/night! :)

love the little paw, tysm ♡

yan!hsr x clumsy reader

Sampo

The horrible thing has the nerve to laugh at you as you trip over thin air for the tenth time that morning. You had only been awake for three hours. You huff and storm off - at least try to, until you trip on your untied shoelaces. He's there in an instant, catching you by the waist and hauling you back on your feet. He's still laughing, but at least now he's within range of physical damage.

Lunae

You can't tell if this is just how he is, but Heng stays as close to you as physically possible whenever he can - which is to say, always. He always has a hand resting on your person or his tail, as if that helps in any way with your balance. If anything, he might be impeding it... you've tripped over him about as many times as you've tripped over nothing.

Blade

He knows you're clumsy, and that you trip and fall a lot. He's seen the bruises and scrapes, but honestly... he just thinks they're pretty. He doesn't care too much for your falls when he's not around; you do seem accustomed to them already. But he will catch you when he's around, out of reflex if nothing else.

Jing Yuan

A gentleman as always, Yuan will be there to catch whenever you're around each other (read: always. He totes you around like an assistant, be it during inspections or in his office.) But you're so cute, he can never help but chuckle a little, which only serves to embarrass you further.

[mspaintbladie]

DRAW BLADE HUGGING SESAME CAKE Or just chilling with sesame cake. Please

ask and you shall receive

[blade-liger-4ever]

😊😎👽🤠

🦈- A little bit, but that's normal when I interact with people.

👻- Those things won't know what hit them.

😊 - I'm so glad I follow you

Aww, thank you! I'm glad we're friends and that we follow each other! *hugs you*

😎 - You're one of the cool kids

Why thank you.

👽 - I would believe you if you said you were abducted

That is quite reassuring, and I greatly appreciate that!

🤠 - Yeehaw vibes

Heh, must be from growing up on Westerns!

🦈 - You intimidate me

I honestly understand that. Don't worry, I can feel like that at times, too.

👻 - I would go ghost hunting with you

They probably wouldn't, even though I have no clue how to ghost hunt XD (or would that just give me a greater advantage? Amateurs are more dangerous than professionals and all...)

Thanks for the ask, Vita! I had fun!

Take care, and God bless you!

[ddarker-dreams]

i imagine blade completely forgot what embarrassment and awkwardness felt like until he fell for his darling

blade thinks he's dying for real because of the agony he's experiencing but silver wolf casually remarks that no, it's this little thing called self-awareness.

"you're an old man with zero game," she deadpans. "i'd be cringing too."

blade thinks this attack on his character over. is it true? does he lack this supposed... 'game?' for the first time in ages, he assesses his physical presentation. he appears far more civilized than when kafka and sam plucked him from his mindless wandering. he's made progress since then! he no longer meanders about covered in gore! however, he recognizes his shortcomings (a little too much). blade views himself as an abomination that has no business existing in the first place.

does he deserve to pursue you? it's a question he frequently wrestles with. there must be more suitable partners that aren't 700+ years old, cursed, and wanted throughout the universe. thinking this way doesn't make him feel much better. if anything, highlighting his own shortcomings makes it clear the gap between you is wider than he'd care to admit. you could do better, but selfishly, he doesn't want you to.

so he seeks to charm you in any way he can.

(namely, by staring at you unblinkingly, glaring at others who soak up your attention, and leaving trinkets at your doorsteps).

[neuvistar]

biker! blade? how about guitarist! blade who fucks u before stepping onto the stage and according to him, its a good luck ritual 🫶🫶🫶

oh lawd…. u got me thinking.. guitarist blade is good w his fingers u guys CANNOT tell me otherwise

guitarist!blade x fem!reader. cw. nsfw. semi public s3x, v4ginal fingering, squirting, one pussy slap, cunnilingus, use of nicknames, blade referred 2 as “yingxing” | minors dni | nsfw under the cut !

blade groaned deeply, reveling in the sight of his precious beloved’s pleasure-stricken face. your cries filled his changing room, echoing off the walls like a testament to the newfound connection between your drenched cunt and his fingers. each thrust of his digits brought you closer to heaven, but made you fear for the worst.. there were people around, the door wasn’t locked.. you knew someone could come in any moment now. but blade? aeons.. he just wanted to savour every single moan that left your lips, igniting the fire within his body. but yet, he knew this little intimacy wouldn’t last long because of his concert he had to preform. ugh.. such bad timing.

“bladie, please…” he heard you beg, his heart lurched at the little nickname, “yingxing.. you really need to go out there and preform.. we can do this alone later..” your soft murmurs were interrupted by the sudden curl of his fingers, a sharp gasp left your lips at the sensation as you could almost feel sweat dripping down your forehead, mingling with tears of anguish and elation. “this is good luck," he panted desperately, trying to ease his arousal as he rubbed himself against the couch. “don’t interrupt.. you know you enjoy this as much as i do, don’t you?”

he shoved a third digit inside, eliciting another whimper from his precious darling.. a low chuckle rumbled in his throat, marvelling at the warmth and tightness of your pussy around his slender fingers, you knew he was getting tired of using his fingers.. you knew from how lazy his pumps were getting, they were steady.. yes, but they were also slowing down by the second. a wave of relief washed through you when blade retracted his fingers from your drooling cunt. in his eyes, it was still begging for more. but in yours? you were absolutely exhausted! you grumbled, slowly trying to get up. ah, maybe he finally stopped, right?

you were more wrong than ever. that was just the beginning.

blade raised his freehand to land a quick yet painful slap to your cunt. “ouch..! hey!” you yelped, furrowing your eyebrows with a pout. “silly girl. did you think we were done? the good luck charm has not come onto me yet.”

“w—what? what do you mean it hasn’t “come onto” you yet?! do i look like tinkerbell to you—“ blade almost immediately delved into your wet heat, oh yeah. this was what he needed. his good luck charm of the day. his tongue stroked along your folds delicately at first, kissing your clit with his pretty lips as he tasted you. fuck, he needed this alright. his fingers played with your hole gently while his mouth continued its rhythm. he was determined to give you pleasure beyond measure, but yet he was also determined to give himself a reward for all the hard work throughout the day, and.. his good luck charm he was so desperate to get. your soft cries rang out loud yet wonderfully in his changing room, praying to the gods above that nobody would walk in. the male’s tongue darted playfully over your clit while he slowly slid two fingers inside you.

“blade..” your body arched off the couch when he dug his fingers knuckles deep within you, teasingly doing a scissoring motion as your cries filled the quiet room. the more he saw you moan, the more he saw you squirm.. the more he desired you. his wet muscle picked up the pace as he licked and sucked hungrily, eating you out like a starved man.. the sounds of slurping and licking were evident. each moan that escaped from your mouth sent waves of pleasure coursing through him; he wanted nothing more than your release. on his face.

before you could say anything, your hand flung onto your mouth as your eyes were sewn shut, squirting on his face with a sense of relief. “.. ah.. ah? oh my god.. i’m so sorry!” blade only scoffed at your apology, bringing his hand to wipe his face as he eagerly lapped up the remaining mess on your pussy, savouring your taste while watching you tremble underneath him. a satisfied grin spread wide across his face. “that’s what i was hoping for.”

“.. huh?”

“your release. your release on my face. my.. good luck charm for the performance today.”

ugh.. seriously, you really need to put a leash on this man, or he’ll eat you out every few minutes before his performances. well.. not like you’d mind anyway.

@ NEUVISTAR. do not plagiarize, claim my work as your own, translate or share my posts on any platform outside of tumblr.

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idk if you're writing or taking requests or not at the moment if you're not feel free to ignore this if are you tho...I need something with mk11 Kitana I wanna 69 with her, I wanna have scissor with her please anything 🙏 also also! can like Sonya join in? if not that's totally fine! just please I need to fuck mk11 Kitana 🙏 please I'm desperate 💔

a simple pleasure

a/n: hell yeah women

pairing: kitana x afab!reader x sonya blade

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), face sitting, pussy eating, finger fucking, overstimulation

you’re not sure how you ended up in this situation, perhaps a few too many drinks after the celebration of Kitana becoming Kahn and the repressed sexual tension

but right now, you’re laying on the bed, Kitana in between your legs with her tongue pressing firmly on your clit while Sonya keeps your arms restrained above your head with one hand while her other hand pinches at your nipples

you can only writhe in pleasure at the feeling and whine uselessly that it was too much

the Kahn had already made you cum on her tongue and fingers multiple times, but it seemed she was insatiable as your back arches off the bed again

pain mingles with the pleasure as you cum on her face, and you whine out saying that you don’t know how much you have left in you

Sonya just coos at you, telling you to be a good pet for them and let them relieve some stress, it’s been a long week for them both

Kitana moves back down with her tongue, curling her fingers right into your sweet spot to make you tremble and whimper as your vision starts to go hazy

Sonya’s rough fingers continue to pinch at your sensitive nipples, and you struggle to move, unsure of whether it should move into Kitana’s face or Sonya’s fingers

you opt to just gasp and whimper, biting your lip to try and stifle the whimpers, but the attempts are very much unsuccessful as Kitana presses her tongue firmly into your clit

Sonya hums, moving her fingers away from your nipple to trace her finger along your skin, trailing it down your neck, your chest, your stomach

she squeezes your wrists and takes something out from her utility belt, a wire, and she ties your hands together and to the headboard

you pull at the wire, whining as your thighs clench around Kitana’s head again, and you let out a choked sob as you cum again, tears pricking at the edges of your eyes

Sonya smirks at the sight, pulling off her clothes until she’s only left in a tank top and boxers as she crawls up right next to you

she presses her lips to yours, tongue prodding at the seam of your lips, and you open your mouth easily to let her in as you whine and moan

her lips move against yours fervently, only pulling back when both of your lungs burn for air, and she admires how pretty you look like this, helpless to their whims

Sonya trails kisses down your jawline, moving to your neck and sucking a dark hickey into the skin before sinking her teeth in the flesh

it makes you jump and yelp, hips bucking against Kitana’s face, and she looks up and mumbles to Sonya to be careful with their new toy before diving back in

the lieutenant just smiles against your skin and hums out that she will, trailing her kisses down lower to suck more hickeys into your skin

her mouth reaches your chest, licking at your skin and leaving light little bites into the skin, and she wraps her lips around your nipple, sucking hard

it makes you whine and whimper out her name, Kitana still lapping at you between your legs, and pleasure assaults you on ever side

you can’t help it as you start to cry, mind completely turned to mush as you let them give and give you pleasure

Sonnya licks and lavishes your nipples in attention, biting and sucking and pinching your nipples until they’re somewhere sore and swollen from all the teasing

she laughs and tells you that you’ve been so good for the both of them, and she asks if you want a treat

you nod, brain not all there as you stare at her with glazed over eyes, and she laughs and pulls your bottom lip down with her thumb

moving up, she shucks off her boxers and straddles your head, forcing your arms into an awkward position to accommodate for her thick thighs

sitting down carefully, Sonya eventually puts her whole weight onto your face, and you waste no time in pleasuring her with your tongue

it moves messily against her pussy, tracing through her folds and thrusting into her pussy before placing a firm lick against her clit

Sonya shivers and sighs, telling you that you’re doing well, and she grabs onto your hair and slowly moves her hips up and down on your face

you whine at the feeling and double your efforts, tongue thrusting into her as her clit grinds into your nose, and the lieutenant bites her lip and throws her head back

she tells you that you’re doing well, doing so well for her, being a good little seat for her and letting her ride your face like a slut

you can’t really hear her, not with sound muffled by the pleasure running through your body and her thighs covering up your ears, but you whine all the same, the vibrations traveling through Sonya’s body and up her spine

she moans at the feeling and continues to grind her pussy into your face, chasing her own high as Kitana brings you to yours

opening her mouth and moaning, Sonya closes her eyes and cums on your face, your tongue eagerly lapping up every drop, and she rides out her high on your face

she stands on her knees and asks how you’re doing, and you just nod and whine

Sonya looks back to Kitana, and the lieutenant licks her lips, wanting to get a taste of exactly how sweet you are

she moves off of you, tapping Kitana on the shoulder to make the Kahn look at her, and she says that it’s her turn and that the Kahn should get a treat for herself

for a second, it looks like Kitana might disagree, eyes so dazed from eating you out and being consumed by your taste, but she agrees

she moves away from your thighs, making you sigh a little in relief for a rest in the assault on your clit

Sonya just laughs and heads over to her utility belt and pulls out a vibrator, turning it on and letting it buzz

she sees your eyes widen, the sight soon covered up by Kitana getting up onto your face and slowly pressing her weight down onto your face

Sonya hooks your thighs underneath her arms, pressing the vibrator in her hand to your sensitive clit, and you jump at the feeling, gasping into Kitana’s pussy

the lieutenant just smiles and slides her fingers into your pussy, finding you nice and stretched from earlier, and she adds in a third finger to thrusts in and out of you slowly

she’s slow, slow enough to have you teeter over the edge into your orgasm but not enough to have you actually follow through

Sonya just lets the vibrator buzz away inconsistently at your clit, bringing you through spasms of pleasure, only for the buzz to die down or disappear before anything can happen

Kitana sits nicely on your face, petting your hair and cooing at you while saying that you’re doing amazing for the both of them, so pretty underneath them, so obedient

Sonya tells the Kahn that she’s spoiling you, and she just waves off the lieutenant, saying that she can spoil whomever she wants to

Sonya laughs and shrugs her shoulders, telling the princess to not come running to her if you suddenly become all bratty and needy

Kitana just huffs and continues to grind herself into your face while Sonya continues to just torture you with sweet slow pleasure

your pussy clenches desperately against her fingers, and your thighs twitch around her shoulders

but she doesn’t let up, just watching you arch your back and hum

Kitana’s head tilts back, and she lets out a moan as she cums, grinding herself into you until the high finishes

she gets up off of you, and immediately you beg, beg for them to make you cum, please you’ve been so good for them, been such a good toy and pet, please can you come

Sonya sighs and clicks the remote for the toy to buzz faster and vibrate more consistently

your whines are so sweet and delicious as you moan in the air, body struggling against the pleasure, but finally you let out a high-pitched keen and fall onto the bed limp

you pant into the air, eyes still glazed over, and Sonya flicks the vibrator off as the pleasure ebbs and fades away

she slides her fingers out of you, cleaning them off with her tongue, and you reach for the both of them with your hands, pleading with them to stay

with your big eyes and slight pout, neither of them can deny you and get into the bed, snuggling up close to you

almost immediately you fall asleep, and the two of them trace the curves of your body as they talk to each other and eventually fall into sleep with you

[odditycircus-2002]

Hear me out:

Johnny makes a related reader (works as a nurse so not often seen) attend his wedding, but the reader doesn't have a plus one. Reader randomly points to Shang Tsung and asks him to be the plus one. Johnny is too slow to protest before Shang smirks and accepts, rubbing it in that he will be the "perfect gentleman." The two actually hit it off.

The twist: Reader doesn't know magic and is unaware of who he is or anything relating to earthrelm/outworld as Johnny likes it.

A/N: Since you didn't specify what version of Johnny Cage you wanted me to write, I'll make sure to write this request with the Old Era characters in mind. With a hint of some of the 1990 Mortal Kombat movie for plot reasons. I hope you enjoy this!

Perfect Gentleman

Johnny Cage's fans, media, and the general public don't know about you, and you're just fine with that. Unlike your drama-king cousin, you don't really want the spotlight on you anyway. You're more down to Earth and low-key than your cousin, Johnny Cage (or as you know him as, John Carlton). In fact, you don't work in the Hollywood business at all; you're a Nursing Assistant to surgeons.

You supported Johnny through the highs and lows in his career, whether it's Ninja Mime or Time Smashers. You love to hear Johnny talk about his movies after a 12-hour shift, and he always sends you a special edition DVD for each of his movies. You even have the first ticket you bought to Johnny Cage's first blockbuster framed in your apartment.

Unfortunately, your and Johnny's respective careers don't always leave you wiggle room to visit each other whenever you like. But you stay in touch since you are his "favorite" cousin (read, only cousin). You also attend important events in Johnny's personal life, such as his engagement party with a Special Forces woman named Sonya Blade.

When you arrived at your cousin Johnny's mansion, he happily greeted you and introduced you to his stone-faced fiancee.

"Meet the future, Mrs. Cage!" Johnny makes a grand sweeping gesture at Sonya, who's playfully rolling her eyes at her fiance's theatrics. You give a grin. "I'm honestly surprised she's choosing to marry you." Sonya gives a small grin as she assesses you. "You sure you and Johnny are related?"

Johnny then introduced you to the rest of his friends, both the Hollywood types you expected and loathed to meet. Some people seemed to have walked out of a Spirit Halloween, each stranger than the last. There was a Cop (not at the party busting Johnny for doing drugs this time) named Striker. There was another Special Forces soldier named Jax, whose arms were made of metal. You met some ninjas, monks, a blind swordsman, and two guys with glowing eyes.

Despite their strange appearances, you found them polite and more of a delight to be around. However, they seemed evasive whenever you asked how exactly they knew your cousin, only knowing they all met at some karate tournament Johnny attended. What you didn't notice the whole time was Johnny holding a notepad from behind you that read, "DON'T TELL THEM ABOUT ANY OF THE CRAZY SHIT IN OUTWORLD!!!"

After Johnny introduced you to everyone and you told as many embarrassing stories about him as possible, you took a seat to catch up. He told you how he met Sonya at the karate tournament called "Mortal Kombat," albeit a heavily scrubbed version that didn't involve magic, gods, monsters, and the Earth coming this close to being conquered by an interdimensional tyrant. You remarked how Johnny is lucky to have found someone to spend the rest of his life with since, unfortunately, you won't be attending his wedding.

You explained to Johnny that your romantic partner had broken up with you and that you could not handle the long hours you worked. So, as happy as you are for your cousin, you're not sure you want to socialize rather than stay in your apartment to eat a bucket of ice cream and criticize hospital dramas.

However, Johnny, being who he is, begs you to come to his wedding as you're one of the only family members, besides Grandma Carlton, that he got along with. In a lightbulb moment, he suggests that one of his buddies at the party could be your plus one. You think it over quickly, figuring that you have nothing to lose really doing this, plus you know Johnny would keep pestering you if you didn't. Worse, he may decide to play matchmaker himself. Your eyes scan the crowded living room you're in before landing on one guy you haven't seen earlier. He wore a black leather jacket with a red Chinese dragon on the back and seemed a little older than your usual type, yet he seemed to have this grace.

"Alright, I'll go ask him."

"That's the spirit, Y/N!"

With Johnny's encouragement and a sip of liquid courage, you approached the stranger. Imagine the action star's disbelief and shock when, instead of approaching one of his co-stars like he thought you would, he approached the worst guy possible in the room. Shao Khan's sorcerer, Shang Tsung.

How did he get past all the guests, each one that ABSOLUTELY despises him? Why did he decide to come here of all places? None of that matters right now, compared to the disaster unfolding before his very eyes. Like a fool, he only sat and watched as it happened, springing to action too little too late.

Shang Tsung stiffens for a split second before he registers you at the corner of his eye. He turns around to greet you with his signature grin, noting that he's never seen you before. So what could you possibly want with him, the sorcerer ponders. "Pardon me, Mr...?" "Shang Tsung, at your service. And you are Ms...?" He gestured to you with his hand, not holding a champagne flute. You took the opportunity to shake his hand. "L/N. Y/N L/N." Shang Tsung raises your hand to his lips and kisses the back of it. He smirks at your flustered expression. "The pleasure is all mine, Ms. L/N." You shake your head before clearing your throat, hoping your flushed expression can easily be explained away by the spirits you decide to indulge in. "Anyways, I'm sorry if this seems too sudden, but I need a plus one for my cousin's wedding, and my date bailed on me." Shang Tsung raises a manicured brow. "And who happens to be your cousin, Ms. L/N?" You gesture with your thumb over your shoulder to Johnny Cage, who has the look of someone who just shitted their pants. Shang Tsung grins in amusement. You continued to speak, not noticing your cousin's horrified face, all while fidgeting with your hands and wishing you just chugged down the brandy that Johnny was drinking. "Before you ask, no, I'm not in the Hollywood business. I'm just a nursing assistant. Also, if you already have someone you're going with, sorry for putting you on the spot, and I understand if you don't wanna be my plus one-" "I'd love to, Ms. L/N." Shang Tsung notes that your flustered expression looked rather endearing on you. He then makes direct eye contact with Johnny Cage as he says his next words. "And I promise to be the perfect gentleman for you."

Johnny finally springs into action when he swipes a cocktail napkin to write your phone number to give to Shang Tsung. He vaults over furniture, knocks over trays of finger foods and champagne, and nearly runs over one unfortunate producer. You and Shang Tsung turn your heads at the racket, finding Johnny in your face in the blink of an eye.

"Y/N, what have you done?!?"

You told Johnny to chill out before asking him if he knows Shang Tsung. He told you that, yeah, he does from the karate tournament. He tries to warn you about how he and Sonya hate him for the bad things he's done, but he is cut off when your phone goes off. You excused yourself once you realized it was from the hospital you work at. Blissfully unaware of Johnny Cage threatening to rain Hell down on the Sorcerer should he hurt you, Shang Tsung assures him that he plans to be the perfect date for you.

Ultimately, you had to say goodbye to your cousin, having been called in for a work emergency. Shang Tsung had long dipped out of the party. Johnny Cage could only fumble over his words as you told him to give your best wishes to Sonya before you rushed out the door.

A week later, you get a call from Shang Tsung about arranging for you two to meet at Johnny and Sonya's wedding. You tried to ask him what your cousin's deal with him was, and he only responded that Johnny didn't forgive him for what he had done at the tournament. The way Shang Tsung explained it, he was the referee at the Tournament, which Johnny Cage did well up until a certain match where he disagreed with a call he made. You accepted that answer, knowing your cousin.

The rest, from there, was history. You found Shang Tsung to be witty, charming, and polite. He didn't mind your long work hours, as he also had a demanding job with grueling hours, making you both appreciate your talks even more when they did happen. At one point, he found out your address from one of Cage's co-workers (he shapeshifted into said co-worker to snoop through Johnny's contacts) and mailed you bouquets of exotic flowers you've never seen. You invited him for sushi at another point, where he offered to buy you a dress so you don't have to worry much about travel costs.

You couldn't wait to go to Johnny's wedding with Shang Tsung. You saw the dress he had specifically commissioned for you by the finest tailors in his area, and it looked stunning.

Oh, if only you knew what Hell Johnny was going through and how much artillery Sonya had prepared for Shang Tsung.

Playlist While Writing This

"Head Over Heals" by Tears for Fears

"Dangerous Woman" by Ariana Grande

"Judas" by Lady Gaga

"Monster" By Lady Gaga

"LoveGame" By Lady Gaga

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