#Kahn Guard

[dalekofchaos]

[overlordzeffeero]

High Commander Karia Bio (+ my version of Kreeyan lore)

The Kreeyan race was created in the realm of Fabir by Kreeya, the protector goddess of said realm, who had been granted the ability to create life in her realm, and thus help build a prosperous society. Nonetheless, she had her own plans.

Just like the once protector god of Outworld, Shao Kahn, Kreeya wasn’t satisfied with her position as an agent of the Elder Gods. She didn’t like dedicating her divine power to the protection of mortals, she saw herself above them and only considered them worth being pawns in her path to glory, her path to become the most powerful being in all realms. That ambition led her to prepare the Kreeyans, her own daughters, to treat her like their superior, their queen, since they were created, and to start taking over other realms in her name. Karia was among them, and since she proved herself a talented warrior and leader, she had a high position in the Kreeyan army.

Queen Kreeya waited for the right moment to initiate her attack. After Shao Kahn’s failed first invasion of Edenia, she tried to take advantage of the weakened state of Outworld’s army to take over that realm and with that eliminate one of the greatest obstacles for her objectives. This betrayal to her position made the Elder Gods take her divine powers away, just like they did with Shao Kahn when he joined Onaga, but Queen Kreeya was prepared for something like that. She had developed a powerful magic capable of replicating her powers to create life to keep (even if more slowly) expanding her army.

Queen Kreeya’s plan completely backfired, nonetheless. Shao Kahn’s warriors were able to defeat the Kreeyans in ten consecutive Mortal Kombat tournaments, which not only prevented the Kreeyan army from invading Outworld but also set them as the next realm Outworld’s army would invade.

The desperation made Queen Kreeya reveal her true colors. She constantly threatened her own daughters, and forced them to keep fighting despite their fight being already a lost cause, which caused countless unnecessary deaths among them. This made many among them, such as her oldest daughter, Vorpax, and Karia, to grow resentful of their mother for the pain she was causing to their sisters. Karia in particular ended up taking the first possible chance to turn against her.

When Karia’s troops were about to meet in battle with those of the young General Reiko, she offered her surrender and alliance in exchange of freeing their sisters from Queen Kreeya. Seeing Karia’s potential as an ally and a golden opportunity, Reiko accepted. This was one of the events which allowed Reiko to have one of his greatest achievements, managing to invade Queen Kreeya’s castle, slaying the wanna-be conqueror and effectively finishing Outworld’s conquest of Fabir.

After that, while Vorpax became the new queen of the Kreeyans and accepted to serve Outworld’s Empire to protect her sisters, Karia served the Kahn Guard, immediately being given a high position by Reiko due to her assistance in defeating Kreeya. Although initially motivated only by benefiting her sisters through her service, Reiko eventually earned her respect and genuine loyalty due to his abilities and the good treatment of his soldiers. She came to believe that the Kahn Guard under his command could be what Kreeya wished to be in her egomaniac dreams, someone who would unite all realms under a powerful glorious Empire, what Karia had been prepared to create and wished to fulfill.

Karia has been serving under Reiko for more time than most, and her achievements in the battlefield have earned her the position of High Commander among his troops, which makes her an authority just below that of Reiko himself. She will be one of the greatest enemies for anyone who opposes the Kahn Guard.

[scalproie]

one thing I do like is how similar in threats kitana is to her "father"

[theemissuniverse]

ARE THEY SLAPPING YOUR ASS OR ARE THEY KISSING YOUR FOREHEAD? MK MALE CHARACTERS

SUMMARY : I think the title is self explanatory

A/N: I just thought it was funny lmao

WARNINGS : (MDNI) mentions of intimacy

MASTERLIST

MORTAL KOMBAT 1 CHARACTERS

Liu Kang is definitely kissing your forehead. He finds the simple kiss to be more intimate than anything. But if you’re into him slapping your ass, he’ll definitely do it. He just doesn’t understand how that’s a sign for affection. (It’s funny because he’s technically an Earthrealmer himself but he still does not understand mortal customs of showing affection.)

Kissing your forehead: “I love you so much, my love.”

Slapping your ass: “You’re playing with fire, love.”

Raiden would very much want to slap your ass but he’s way too shy to do that with you so he’ll settle with kissing your forehead. Raiden has been caught staring at your ass several times and when you point it out to him, he smiles embarrassed and mumbles a “I’m sorry.” It is very rare Raiden will slap your ass and when he does it’s a soft but efficient smack.

Kissing your forehead: “How are you doing, beautiful?”

Slapping your ass: “Okay. I liked doing it. Stop asking me now.”

Johnny Cage is one hundred percent slapping your ass. Without question. 24/7. 365. All day. Every day. It’s literally his sign for affection. He doesn’t have a problem with kissing you on the forehead but that’s when he’s feeling more sappy.

Kissing your forehead: “Aw does my big baby want a kiss?”

Slapping your ass: “Whew! I’m never getting tired of that.”

Kung Lao is hitting you with a combo. He’ll definitely come up to you and give you the biggest kiss on the forehead before then slapping your ass. Sometimes it catches you off guard (even though it really shouldn’t at this point) and he’ll just laugh at you.

Kissing your forehead: “You look so good.”

Slapping your ass: “But this looks even better.”

Kenshi Takahashi is doing both. He loves touching all over your body. (Especially if he is blind.) So, he’ll settle for any type of touch that can show you his affection towards you. He wished he wasn’t blind though so when he does slap your ass he can see the recoil.

Kissing your forehead: “My love is always strong with you.”

Slapping your ass: “You’re so naughty.”

Bi-Han is not a physical person by any means. So, that means he’s really not doing either. If he’s in an emotional mood or if you’re in one, he’ll kiss your head. Sometimes on rare days when Bi-Han is in a playful mood, he’ll slap your ass playfully but he really doesn’t show his love through physical affection.

Kissing your forehead: “Do you need something?”

Slapping your ass: “Don’t get use to that.”

Syzoth does not understand the mortal custom of slapping your ass as a sign of affection but he quickly catches on. In fact, he likes it more than kissing your forehead but he’ll always save room for kissing your forehead. He likes to call them “love taps.”

Kissing your forehead: “What do you want to do today, my love?”

Slapping your ass: “You look so good when you bend over like that.”

MORTAL KOMBAT 11 CHARACTERS

Shao Kahn is most definitely slapping your ass without question. He loves it. He has to be careful when he does it though because his hands are far bigger than what you’re used to. Sometimes when you’re in an emotional mood, Shao Kahn will kiss you on the forehead but he mostly slaps your ass to show his affection.

Kissing your forehead: “You need to rest, my Empress.”

Slapping your ass: “All of this is mine.”

Hanzo Hasashi doesn’t really get the point of it at first but he does catch on rather quick. He’ll slap it through out the day and kiss your forehead and neck while doing it. But mainly when he does it, he’s trying to get intimate with you.

Kissing your forehead: “Nobody is more gorgeous than you.”

Slapping your ass: “Do you want to take this to the bedroom?”

Nightwolf is kissing your forehead. He doesn’t understand how slapping your ass is a sign of affection in the slightest. In fact, he’ll look at men weird for doing it to their significant others and you can’t help but laugh at his reaction every time. If you like it though, he’ll do it.

Kissing your forehead: “My love.”

Slapping your ass: “I still don’t understand why you’re into that.”

Kano will always do it with no shame. He doesn’t care if you’re in private or around people. He’s doing it. He loves watching you simply bend over and when you bend over, he’s right on top of you. He’ll kiss your forehead when he feels tired or sleepy though.

Kissing your forehead: “Goodmorning, love.”

Slapping your ass: “Damn, baby. Just how I like to start my day.”

MORTAL KOMBAT X CHARACTERS

Takeda Takahashi mainly likes slapping your ass but he’ll also kiss your forehead. Usually he’s very playful and just slaps it. Sometimes he’ll just slap it out of nowhere which catches you off guard. He’ll kiss your forehead though but it’s like a million kisses on the forehead.

Kissing your forehead: “You’re so pretty.”

Slapping your ass: “I can’t help that it’s staring at me.”

MORTAL KOMBAT 9 CHARACTERS

Cyrax likes to slap your ass but it’s quick and it’s more of a form of goodbye. But when you’re intimate, be prepared to get it smacked repeatedly. He’ll kiss your forehead as a sorry for maybe how hard he’s smacking it but he really likes to.

Kissing your forehead: “Did I do it too rough?”

Slapping your ass: “God, you look so good.”

[yandere-toons]

Yandere: "is that your family?" S/O: "nope, nah-uh, nada. I've never seen those people in my life"

Years of hard data say you're lying, but they're not about to incriminate themselves by revealing so: Huey Duck, Hunter | Golden Guard, Aziraphale, Sheldon J Plankton, Doctor Nefarious, Tenth Doctor, Shang Tsung, Dr Flug, Perry the Platypus, Midoriya Izuku

Suspects the lie but rolls with it: Ian Malcolm, Louie Duck, Anthony J. Crowley, Nick Wilde, Nagito Komaeda, Captain Jack Sparrow, Lightning McQueen, Ratchet, Kaa, Bugs Bunny, Mike Wazowski, Johnny Loughran, Klaus Hargreeves, Sans Undertale, Arataka Reigen, Tyrion Lannister, Legoshi, Rouge the Bat, Wallace Wells, Kendall Roy, Connor Roy, Finnick Odair

Races over to introduce themselves: Toga Himiko, SpongeBob SquarePants, Dewey Duck, Judy Hopps, Kokichi Ouma, Beetlejuice, Celia Mae, Gaston, Mavis Dracula, Undyne, Beast Boy, Deadpool, Alvin Seville, Phil Dunphy

Believes you: Pinkie Pie, Bluey & Bingo, Jataro Kemuri, Chick Hicks, Caligosto Loboto, GIR, Daffy Duck, Bill & Ted, Olaf, Shigeo Kageyama, Starfire, Scott Pilgrim, Ken, Castiel

Laughs at your thin deceptions: Emperor Belos, Bill Cipher, Black Hat, Scar, Shere Khan, Tai Lung, Lord Shen, Pagan Min, Invader ZiM, Shao Kahn, Eleventh Doctor, Rainbow Dash, Shenzi, Randall Boggs, Duncan Pepperidge Anderson, Agent Smith, Doctor Eggman, Han Solo, Alastor, Izaya Orihara, Gideon Graves, Roman Roy, Shiv Roy, Gristol Malik

Alternative interpretation is equally funny — the yandere is pointing out random groups of people and slowly narrowing down their choices.

[iliketangerines]

plz can u do a top mileena eating out a bottom fem reader plz plz plz I don’t see enough mileena im beggin

talent with a tongue

a/n: oh mileena, how i love her...

pairing: mileena x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), little bit of blood kink, overstimulation, pussy eating, tribbing

you stand near the doorway of Mileena’s bedroom, watching as she jumps into her bed and snuggles up with the multitude of teddy bears on her bed

she turns her gaze to you and moves onto her side, trailing a hand up her body as she asks you to join her in bed, and you purse your lips and politely decline

there was no room to fool around with the prized princess of Shao Kahn and Shang Tsung, not when you were just a lowly bodyguard

Mileena doesn’t seem to care about your status, not when she lets out a huff of air and flops back down onto the bed at your decline at her offer

you had already taken her up on her offer to guard inside her room rather than outside because she had persisted and pestered you until she wore down your patience

you couldn’t indulge in her little games, not when your job and possibly your life was at stake

Mileena gets up from the bed, her outfit barely clinging onto her curves, and you avert your eyes from her figure and look at the doorway for any possible intruders

she gets close to you, enough so that you could see the slits in her eyes indicating her Tarkatan status, and she coos at you, saying that no one would dare to attack the palace

her hand comes up to play with the fabric of your scanty uniform, and you struggle to stay still as she rubs at the soft fabric with her hands

getting close enough to you so that you could see her teeth behind her mask, she says that no one would hurt you, not her fathers, nor anyone else, not when she’s around

you break and look at her fully, staring into her yellow eyes, and they slightly crinkle at the edges as she smiles at you, lifting her arm up to rest near your head

your heart tremors, something squeezing it nervously as her body pressed against yours, and the fabric on your uniform and her attire does nothing to hide how her hard nipples press into your skin

clenching your hands, you say that you cannot, that you would be putting yourself at the risk of the wrath of Shao Kahn and Shang Tsung

Mileena cuts you off, voicing growing deeper as she growls, asking if you doubt her abilities to fight and discuss, she can handle her fathers

you shake your head, hands trembling by your sides with Mileena so close to you, and you say that you do not doubt her ability to fight

she smiles at you from underneath the mask, tilting her head and asking what was stopping you from pursuing her then, she knows you like her, had caught the glances you sent her way

your breath catches in your throat as she recounts how your gaze had traveled up her body more than once, and you clear your throat and say that you’re not sure, voice trailing off as you do so

the princess brings both of her arms to hold onto your waist, making you let out a small sound of surprise, and she laughs a little as she squeezes your waist, nails slightly digging in

she leans to whisper into your ear, saying to give in, let her bed you, show you what a royal is like in bed, and you shiver as her nails slightly rip the fabric of your uniform

you hesitantly bring your hands up, moving slowly as to not surprise her, and you place them onto her muscled shoulders before mumbling out for her to take you

Mileena smiles, picking you up easily and throwing you over her shoulder to carry you to her bed, and you let her, body stiff as you bounce onto the soft bed

one of the teddy bears fall over as you fall onto the bed, and she eyes it and reaches over you to fix it, chest pushing right into your face

you look away, cheeks heating up at the sight, and you bite your lip to remind yourself to calm down

she comes back down to settle in between your legs and laughs at your averted gaze, hands gripping onto your thighs to wrap them around her waist

she runs her hands up and down the sides of your thighs, watching as you squirm on the bed and grip onto the sheets, and you wait patiently for her to make a move

Mileena gets her fill of your skin, admiring how you just lay there and await for her orders or for her to do anything, and she brings one hand up to take her mask off

heat rushes down your body as you stare at the sharp teeth glinting in the light of the room, and you squeeze around nothing at the sight of them

the teeth could easily rip through you, kill you, and it sends a shiver of excitement through your body as she cocks her head at your reaction of her maskless face

she laughs and brings out her long tongue to lick at her teeth, and your lips part at the sight of her tongue, long and flexible and textured

her clawed hands rip at your bottoms, easily tearing through the flimsy material of the uniform, and she hums at the sight of your wet pussy dripping onto the sheets

running a finger through your folds, you stifle a whimper as her finger bumps against your clit, and she smiles at the reaction, watching your body for every twitch

your hands clench as she starts to shuffle downward, her sharp teeth slightly biting at the soft flesh of your inner thigh, and your legs jolt as she does so

it’s nothing harsh, no large amounts of blood drawn, but she hums in delight at the sight of the slight pinpricks of red appearing on your leg, tongue darting out to lap at the wound

her thumb presses at your clit, rubbing it slightly to the right and left, and you gasp, thighs twitching around her shoulders as she watches for your reaction

Mileena cocks her head to the side at the small sounds you make, small mewls of pleasure as she rubs your clit back and forth with the pad of her thumb, and she smiles as you clench down on nothing, your cunt drooling with want

it’s all she does, rubbing you with her thumb side to side, and it fills your head with a pleasurable haze that you find yourself sinking further and further into

there’s a neediness that grows in your gut, rearing its head as your want grows with the need to cum, orgasm slowly creeping up on you

you want it, need it, melting into the sheets and her touch as you let out a small whine for more, please princess, and Mileena looks up at you and asks more what

she says a good ruler will provide, but she needs you to be more specific otherwise she can’t give you what you desire

a small pitiful whine leaves your throat at the prospect of having to admit that you need her to make you cum, but you swallow your pride and embarrassment and whimper out that you need her to make you cum, please

Mileena lets out a chuckle at your obedience, saying that you really were such the perfect obedient bodyguard for her, and she moves her thumb faster against your sensitive clit

the sudden fast movement makes you jerk, hips grinding down into her as you gasp out a thank you princess, and you squeeze your thighs around her head as she hums

your high comes quickly, settling deep into your body and spreading along your nerves as you moan out her name and cum, her thumb never settling and prolonging your orgasm

you ride through it, pussy clenching down desperately around nothing, and you’re reduced to a breathless mess as your body relaxes and twitches on the bed

she removes her hand from your sensitive clit and stares at the mess you’ve made on her bed, how you’ve soaked the sheets and how you’re puffy and sensitive just from a little teasing and touching

Mileena looks up at you, seeing how your head lolls to the side as you drift in a space of pleasure, and she brings her tongue out and to lick a strip up the length of your cunt

it catches you off guard as you let out a small moan and slightly buck your hips toward her, still off in wonderland as she stares at how your chest moves up and down slowly

humming at your reaction, she lets her tongue press against your clit rubbing against it slightly to hear you whimper before moving it downwards to press into you

you slightly squirm at the sensation as her tongue moves about, tasting you fully and entirely as she licks at your cum

as her tongue moves, prodding at your soft warm walls squeezing around her tongue uselessly, you suddenly jerk and keen, clenching onto the sheets

Mileena looks at you, how your breath has quickened and how your head has tilted back in pleasure, and she moves her tongue again to press against that spot

it makes you moan out her name, back arching off the bed, and she smiles as she makes her tongue bully the spot, pressing her mouth a little closer so that her sharp teeth just barely prick against you

the thrill of having her so close to you with dangerous teeth that could rip through enemies only makes you wetter, soaking her tongue in your slick

your hips squirm, and she grunts in frustration and brings an arm to pin you down and move her tongue against that spot to make you cry out her name

her free hand comes back up to rub at your clit with her thumb, and it makes you pant loudly into the air and only incoherent nonsense spills from your lips as you beg for something, anything

Mileena quite likes you like this, all obedient and malleable underneath her fingertips, and she continues with her ministrations, dying for another taste of you

she drinks in your moans and whines of her name, enjoying how your brain turns to mush and nothing more than a scramble of pleasure and want as she fucks you on her tongue

it’s not soon enough when you finally cum, loud whiny moans spilling from your mouth and the sweet taste of your pleasure flooding Mileena’s mouth

the princess’s eyes flutter close to taste you on her tongue and breathe in the scent of you and your need, filling her breath and her body with you

you really were perfect, an excellent fighter and yet so compliant with the princess, you would make a perfect consort and lover for her

rising up from her position, she tears off her own outfit, revealing her body to you, and you look at her with glazed over eyes and parted lips

you manage to mumble out that she’s beautiful, and she tilts her head and laughs, saying that she knows she is

she hooks one of your legs over her shoulder and straddles your other thigh and presses forward, rubbing your clit against hers, and you whine and jerk in her hold, mumbling that is too much

Mileena looks down at you, tongue running over her teeth, and she says that you can take it, you want to please your empress don’t you

you nod your head hurriedly, eyes focused on her and only her as she starts to grind against you, her moans and yours filling the air

she ruts against you, panting at the feeling and squeezing at your leg until she draws blood with her claws, but the pain only makes you whine out her name desperately

the sound of wet squelching fills the room, and you look so helpless and beautiful like this, hands gripping onto the sheets as you arch your back into the air, pushing your chest out

the princess moans, grinding into you as she cums and listens to your cry as you cum for a third time tonight, small tears slipping down your face at the feeling

you sob and keen, body squirming and twisting underneath her weight as the pleasure wrecks your body, but you eventually settle down, eyes misty and red as you look up at Mileena

she pets your stomach with her clawed hand, calling you a good pet, before releasing you and settling down next to you

your arms move automatically to hold onto her as you curl into her, pressing every part of your skin to hers as you whine for her

her hands settle into your hair, combing through the length with her fingers as you fall asleep on her bed, and Mileena hums, so helpless and trusting

once she became empress, you were going to become hers permanently

[tisaolin]

Hey there! Love your MK writings! You are good at it and your writings absolutely deserve more likes! ( I really mean it, trust me I never give anyone's work a free compliment unless I really like it )

Can I request a cute, sweetheart and clingy(cute kind of clingy, not annoying one) S/O? Can you write it for

Skarlet: She was an orphan so she pretty much didn't get much love.

Kuai Liang: His heart is fully frozen

Scorpion: You prob already know his sad story.

Mileena: Because of her looks she is desperate for love and attention.

S/O likes to

Giving their partner a suprise hug from back

Nuzzling their nose to their partner's cheek

Cuddling them when they are sleeping

Giving them a suprise peck on their cheek or lips

Laying down on their laps when they got a change

AWW THIS IS TOO CUTE

(I lost my gifs btw 😕)

Skarlet

Girlie is frowning on the outside, beaming on the inside

The suprise hugs catches her off guard a bit and shes startled for a split second but she come around to it. She enjoys it and if you squint, you can see a little smile and blush forming on her cheeks 😶

When you’re laying in her lap, best believe she is playing in your hair. Even if she has to change she stops to play with your hair, after all, a change of clothes can wait

SHE FEELS LIKE AN ABSOLUTE QUEEN!! Shao Kahn who? She only knows s/o

When you nuzzle your nose in her neck, she’ll force you to cuddle. Plain and simple as that🤷🏾‍♀️

Scarlet sleeps on her sides so youre a big spoon for a fact. Tell me otherwise.

Mileena

My poor sweet baby. You better love her with ALL your heart.

At first, she’s skeptical and rightfully so, her so called “sister” (no hate to Kitana tho, love her) refused her, her creator regrets making her, and overall people reject her because she’s half tarkatan. So of course she is, rightfully so, suspicious of this sudden affection.

Ngl…Its damn near IMPOSSIBLE to kiss her lips and cheeks let alone nuzzle her cheeks due to her teeth so you peck/nuzzle her on the nose.

You almost your life the first few times you gave her back hugs but she gets used to it eventually and at this point expects hugs. Thats why when you don’t give her hugs she looks at you like you committed a crime more horrific than any crime she’s committed.

I do NOT care what yall say, Mileena is a very hygienic person. Since her face isnt “attractive” to others she uses her body which means she also has to keep her hygiene up there. So when shes trying to change and you decide to tackle her and lay on her lap shes lowkey dissapointed but its whatever.

She likes when you cuddle in bed. It helps her sleep better and reassures her of both your safety and her safety.

Hanzo

(This ones gonna be short for the most part🤧)

Hanzo is pretty much the same as Mileena. In some ways.

When you hug him from the back the first few times, he almost burned you alive.

When you cuddle him, it gives him reassurance.

Giving him suprise pecks are definitely a suprise and he gets so shy!!

When you nuzzle his cheeks he blushes and smiles so hard its so obvious that he’s enjoying everything.

Hanzo is a patient man so when you decide to lay on his lap before he can change his clothes. He doesn’t mind.

Kuai

Oh boy…. This will be interesting!

When you decide to hug him from behind, he freezes up, you get caught in the ice 😩poor you.

Its just so awkward, when you kiss him and nuzzle him he just stands there.

Something like this

When you cuddle him he just lays there all stiff its honestly funny.

Laying down on his lap when he’s trying to change isnt a problem since he is also a very patient person.

[angel-of-the-moons]

Some MK11 Mileena x GN reader fluff please?

YES YES YES YES

A Quiet Moment

Mileena x GN!Reader

TW/CW: None! Fluff! (Well some minor violence in MK terms but nothing graphic)

A/N: Okay so let's go with the Titan!Mileena ending for context, so Mileena is the Khanum of Time, whereas Shao Khan and Sindel rule Outworld, and she has her daughter. (Tho let's go with a slightly less macabre nursery for the baby than what was in her Aftermath ending lmao)

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The sound of tiny, happy gurgles filled the room as pudgy little fingers reached up towards you, bright glowing eyes pinched with glee as your baby girl babbled at you while you cradled her in your arms.

"Yes, yes, Grandma just came to visit, didn't she?" You chuckle, giving Sindel a polite nod of your head as she left the room.

Shao Kahn had yet to visit his granddaughter today, but he was busy in the Koliseum overseeing some gladiatorial matches today.

Your wife, Mileena, the Khanum of Time and Keeper of The Hourglass, was due to return soon. She would linger for a few combat matches, before making her way to see you, her loyal and dutiful spouse, and your little bundle of sharp-toothed joy.

Mileena was the happiest you'd ever seen the moment she recovered from the birth and was told her baby was a girl. She proudly proclaimed that she would name her Kitana. You asked her where she got the name from, and she merely smirked and said:

"Oh... It just came to me."

You weren't entirely sure why she said it with such malicious glee, or why her eyes twinkled in a certain way... but it was a nice name.

Kitana reached her little hands towards you again, babbling through her little fangs, still twinged red from the meat you and Sindel had fed her for her lunch.

"Yes, yes." You hummed to her, rubbing your nose to hers.

"Mama will be here soon, sweetheart."

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She carried herself with her head held high, her sharp, gnarly fangs hidden behind her gold and ivory helmet and mask; both of which fashioned in a similar way to her father, Shao Kahn's.

Servants and guards bowed deeply to the Khanum of Time as she strutted past them all, eyes averted out of respect and fear as she made her way to her chambers where you, her lovely and ever-devoted spouse was awaiting her return alongside your darling daughter.

Ah... you were the perfect partner. In her eyes, you had no faults, every facet and fleck of skin was as it was meant to be for you.

Your personality contrasted slightly from hers and her parents, where they were violent, and hard-spoken in courtly manners, you were quiet and demure unless tested.

Shao Kahn once questioned your worth to his daughter's hand, but after a long and lengthy discussion with Mileena and Sindel in private, Shao Kahn bit his tongue from then on.

But even he couldn't deny you were a wondrous parent to his granddaughter.

Ah, but right now Mileena was on her way to you after a boring day at court. Unfortunately she missed the feeding of Kitana (which was one of her favorite things to do as she loved watching the baby voraciously shred the pieces of meat that you would prepare for her) but she could still make time with her until dinner and bedtime.

Right now she just wanted peace and quiet, and time to cradle her daughter and have you tucked against her side.

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As Mileena came in, your face lit up and it made her heart skip a beat once again, as it always did when you smiled at her.

Mileena pulled off her crown with a toothy grin as she placed it on a faceless marble bust, and quickly dropped her pauldrons on the same decorative piece.

She pulled her clawed gloves off one by one and set them on the cabinet next to the bust as she made her way over to you, scooping Kitana out of your arms and cradling her against her breasts as she brushed her nose to yours, her tongue flicking out briefly to slide over your lips on her best approximation of a kiss, making you laugh.

"She's missed you, today." You say, moving to stand and wrap your arms around her, propping your chin on her shoulder as you looked down at your baby, her little maw opening wide as she yawned.

"She's been fighting sleep all afternoon. Even your mother couldn't get her to settle down." You sigh to her, planting a kiss to her shoulder.

"I know, the conversations with Kano dragged on and on, the pretentious cretin." Mileena scoffed.

"Ugh, him?" You said, your nose crinkling at the thought of the man who claimed he was the leader of the "Black Dragons".

Mileena giggled maniacally at the sound of your disgust, it was no secret you disliked Kano, especially after the one time he dared try to come onto you.

It was the first time Mileena saw you move so fast, grabbing a knife from the table and burying it all the way through the back of his hand and through his palm.

Mileena had whisked you away to make love to you rather desperately after that.

Kano has since given you a wide berth, however, especially once Kitana was born. He knew better than to test the ire of a fang-toothed Titan mama and her knife-ready spouse.

"Yes, I made it clear that I was not interested and had better things to do. Father laughed at him." She replied to you, running her knuckles down your daughter's chubby cheek as she nuzzled into her bosom, her little eyes finally becoming too heavy to keep open any longer.

"Hah! Good." You laugh softly.

Mileena grinned again and gestured for you to follow her as she walked over to your large bed, tugging the cords that held the canopy open as she maneuvered her body carefully so she wouldn't drop or jostle your child as she laid down on her back.

You smiled as Kitana kicked her little foot out and snuggled against her mother, and you crawled onto the bed alongside Mileena.

You moved up her body until your head was comfortably resting on her shoulder, giving you a nice view of Mileena as she cradled the baby protectively against her chest. Mileena's favorite way to let her nap was to lay her across her chest and rub her tiny back.

Your child, precious little Kitana. Was her pride and joy.

And you? You were her heart and soul.

[sorrowfulrosebud]

𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙: Yandere Skarlet headcannons with her human darling

𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: Yandere, so please read with caution

𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: mentions of murder, yandere and unhealthy behaviours, Shao Kahn mention

༒ First and foremost, Skarlet is your guard dog. Hands down, no questions asked. She is an attentive captor lover, and wants the two of you to have a happy life together.

༒ She is desperate for your approval. Her desperation and loyalty as her adopted father’s daughter shines through the relationship, trying her best to provide a stable lifestyle for you both.

༒ Skarlet does have a bit of a morbid obsession with your blood, I can’t lie to you. If you’re found misbehaving, she will knick you with her weapons to see your blood ooze. She hates seeing your blood when she’s… correcting… your behaviour. She would much rather you be a willing donor.

༒ Furthermore, she is not above using her magic to get you to behave. If you’re throwing a tantrum, she will use her abilities to make you frightened.

༒ INSANELY jealous. When she kidnaps you and brings you to the palace, she often gets Kitana to keep an eye on you since she knows Mileena would most likely try sniffing you out. She only trusts Kitana since she knows that she’s slobbering over Lui Kang.

༒ Despite her immense love for her father, she wouldn’t hesitate to kill him for you. She keeps you a secret from him, knowing he would kill you for “being a distraction”. Soooo, when Shao Kahn finds out, she claims you as a new test dummy for her powers. You make her feel somewhat human, despite her being a genetic experiment.

༒ She takes the best care of you, hands down. She is an attentive partner, but she is a little rough around the edges. I imagine she’s a lucid yandere too, so she knows that being kidnapped by Shao Kahn’s daughter would make anyone shit their pants so she’s very lenient.

༒ Skarlet just wants a more human like relationship. She wants to experience closeness and intimacy, to hold her darling’s hands and kiss them. She wants to experience domesticity, and learn how to relax instead of fight.

༒ She is wildly protective and keeps you on a very tight leash. She gets antsy and wound up if you’re not in her immediate sight.

“Angel? Where are you?” Skarlet called, scouring the palace for you. You were currently in the kitchen, sat on the counter as one of Shao Kahn’s chefs whipped you up a snack. It was surprising that Skarlet let you out of the room, but she did say that she cursed you so that your blood would boil to the point of explosion if you tried to leave.

“Angel?! Where- oh, there you are,” she sighed in relief. She walked over to you, hugging you tightly. She was careful of her powers, knowing she was quick to trigger when irritated.

“Oh, having something to eat, my love? We’ll eat in my chambers, we have many things to discuss,” she smiles as she pets your hair. The chef hurries up, handing you your food as Skarlet huffs impatiently.

The walk is long back to her chambers, her trying to prompt small talk with you. Your answers are curt and nervous, but she chalks it up to being shy with her since she’s your lover.

The door creaks loudly as it opens, light pouring into Skarlet’s bedchambers. She sits on her bed, petting the covers when she sees you stand timidly. You oblige shakily, tensing when her hand touches your shoulder. You don’t put up a fight when she gently pushes you to her lap, your head nestling deeply into her soft thighs.

She breathes deeply and contentedly, hands petting your head as she slowly feeds you the food from your plate. You couldn’t deny; the witch’s hands were pure magic. Your eyes fluttered as she smiled above you, feeling proud that the hands that cause damage and hurt are making you relax.

“I love you so much, my angel. I’ll kill anyone who tries to harm you.”

༒ And kill someone she will. If she even suspects that someone has hurt you, their entire body explodes before they have time to blink.

༒ If she’s in a bad mood, she is scary as fuck. She is grumbly and touchy, forcefully holding you to calm herself down.

༒ Overall, she’s a fairly tame yandere. She’s more lucid, but also incredibly protective and paranoid.

[spicybeefnoodles]

headcanons

yes, this was inspired by @charlotte-family-apologist little edenian elf ears in their drawings, fight me

i don’t really like how people from outworld and people from earthrealm look exactly the same in terms of morphology

they’re from a completely different world with a similar but still different and much more dangerous ecosystem (have you seen the animals in mkx and mk11?)

i can’t imagine that edenians, seidans, zaterrans, etc. have the exact same culture of morphology as humans, and i wanted to throw my hat in the ring about what differences they could possibly have

starting off with the edenians

first thing that’s different is that they have pointed ears, similar to an elves but a little bit more rounded at the tip, and they move their ears

i.e. they can pin them back, perk them up, etc. sort of like a cat’s, and this is so they can hear incoming predators and prey better when they still hunted that way

their pupils and iris take up much more of the eye so that only a bit of sclera shows, so that they can take in light much better

their noses are also more animal-like, and they have a much better sense of smell than humans to hunt down wounded animals

i think their teeth are also a lot more sharp for chewing through the tough meat/hide of the animals of outworld

i also really like the idea that they have claws in addition to pointed nails rather than just regular human hands, inspired by those claw things mileena and jade wear in mk11

and just because i can, they also have tails with small tufts of fur on the end to help them balance while they’re running and/or climbing trees

i think they’d also be much more muscular than humans, like their upper-body strength is insane, and their legs are strong enough to crush the trunk of an earth tree

so no, they wouldn’t be skinny but rather buff and muscular with more stomach and thickness appreciated within the culture

in mk1, we can see that they don’t have technology (they have sorcery, but it’s doesn’t seem quite the same), and they have what looks like their technological advances are from an agricultural society

so, from that, i think that thicker bodies would be much more appreciated as it would indicate a well-fed/capable edenian capable of attaining food

additionally, different types of fabrics (like earth) are appreciated in different ways, like the hide from a dangerous predator is much more expensive and are almost declarations of love compared to the wool of a sheep-like creature that is mostly domesticated

i think that they’re more of a ‘it takes a village to raise a kid’ sort of mindset when it comes to taking care of children and so are much more willing to take care of multiple children even if it’s not theirs

respect within the culture seems to extend from achievement-based but also filial piety (very pushed in asian countries) as seen with shao kahn and reiko’s achievements in war and mileena and kitana’s deference to their mother

but respect is still very much given to everyone within the culture because everyone plays an important role, whether it’s tending to the farm animals, guarding, sowing clothes, etc.

for seidans, i think they’d look pretty similar to edenians except much more regal-looking and have towering figures, like borzois

they take great care in their appearance and pale complexions are put in high regard (white hair, pale eyes, pale skin, etc.)

their teeth aren’t quite as pointy as edenians but still much sharper than humans, and their ears sort of droop down to give them a much softer look despite their harsh demeanor

still have the claw hands and the tail except the tails have much more fur (think unicorn tails from those old medieval paintings)

but, for someone who’s stockier, has tanner skin, dark hair (like havik), they’re discriminated against and are made into slaves

since they’re born into slavery under careful eyes, their ears are cropped to indicate their slave status, and their tails are docked, making it harder for them to balance

they’re also declawed (which btw you shouldn’t do that to a cat because it’s inhumane), and so have a hard time surviving and running away from the seidans

their changed appearance also indicates their status, and so they’re usually found easily or returned

for zaterrans, (basing this off wiki-level info about komodo dragons) they have the clawed hands same as any others

their tails though are just lizard tails and their fangs are much longer and have a serrated edge to tear into their prey

i think their ears are also shorter naturally compared to edenians or seidans, and they have a hard time hearing things that a human would have no trouble hearing

this stems from the fact they can smell a lot more on their tongue than any human, edenian, or seidans, and even in human form, their forms are large and broad and intimidating

they also have black-green scales littering their body, particularly their joints and their back

regarding culture, i think they wouldn’t have as strong as a focus on offspring and as soon as a zaterran can hunt for themselves, they’re considered an adult

they also can spit venom, both forms, because why not, and as seen within Syzoth’s moveset, it melts people like an acid

i like their lizard forms, they can keep those unchanged

now for those of draconian blood, (shao kahn) i think that general shao is actually an anomaly within draconians (i’m basing this off snakes because snakes in chinese mythology are closely related to dragons)

first, their features are closer to the zaterrans: clawed hands, shorter ears, lizard-like tails, less sclera

but they have the horns in addition to everything else and have much longer canines than humans

usually though, females are much bigger than their male counterparts and have control over much of their society

general shao comes from a special case of already being the heir to a general and training to have that muscle mass within the edenian court

those of draconian blood have hard scales covering their entire body, but they can vary in texture and in colors (because snake scales can vary and it’s cool)

they don’t have hair, they’re all bald and have scales in place of hair (baldies for the win lmao)

tarkatans can stay the same (just add on the fact of the clawed hands, pointed ears, less sclera, tails, etc.)

the only thing i would change is that they don’t grow swords from their hands because that would require them to grow metal from their bones which is…nuclear fusion

anyway, bone swords, like wolverine

for shokans, just slap on the general traits (pointed ears, tails, etc.) because i think they’re already different enough (goro and his four arms plus humongous physique) 

for osh-tekks, i know that in mkx and mk11, it’s just painted skin, but fuck that, he has blue skin with stripes that glow

i’m also going to make osh-tekks semi-aquatic, so they have webbed hands and feet in addition to the other general added traits

their tail has no fur (because drag) but instead have a wide-fanned tail to help them swim in the water (similar to an alligator’s tail but smooth and blue)

they don’t have gills, but they have great lung capacity (like a whale or something)

for centaurians, i don’t they would have the clawed hands because they have the powerful hind legs, but everything else applies (and they already have a tail so perfect)

this is all i could think of, and i have no idea if any of this makes sense?

but also, i have limited knowledge regarding the different societies of outworld outside of mk9-mk11 and mk1 (2023) (so like hotaru means nothing to me unfortunately)

i still like their designs in the games, but i just wish they were a bit more alien (give me the animal traits, GIVE ME THE ANIMAL TRAITS, I NEED THEM, I AJAKJHDAHKJAHKFJ)

we’ve seen in mkx and mk11 that they have huge animals of terrifying size and proportion, but edenians and everyone else still just look like weak, fragile humans?

like what, no freaking way

i know they have magic, but that seems like a practiced skill that grows with age

and before they advanced in society, growing to old age probably wasn’t all that common and so harnessing magic wasn’t all too common either until the current eras we see in gameplay

not to mention, shang tsung and quan chi need the help of shang tsung from a different timeline that has lived for centuries to catalyze their magical skills, and without titan shang tsung, they probably wouldn’t have attained the skill of magic they have until centuries later

some pictures for how i imagine it to be (you're gonna have to excuse my piss poor drawing skills and anatomy)

anyway, yeah, peace out

[overlordzeffeero]

Roror Bio

Also known as Ror by his friends. He was once a young Hinparian who had to survive in Outworld's streets after his realm was conquered. He needed to steal, so he learned to be stelathy and fight when was necessary. One day, he chose one of the worst possible targets, not realizing who they were until it was too late. General Reiko and the young cadet Carmilla were training at the place he used to frequent, and what better training that letting Carmilla take care of the fool who was trying to interrupt them?

While Carmilla managed to beat Ror, he fought for his life with perseverance, something which Reiko respected, enough to order Carmilla to spare him and offer him a chance to join the Kahn Guard. Seeing little to no choice, Ror accepted in order to survive.

In the Kahn Guard, he managed to stand out by developing his stealth abilities further, becoming an spy highly respected among Reiko's troops. Despite his initial unwillingness, his success and what he has been taught for thousands of years has definitely changed his worldview. He has gone from having nothing to have respect from people he considers friends among his comrades, a place to stay and a leader who looks after him and the rest, all because he has proved himself and grown stronger.

For him, what he suffered is no longer the fault of Outworld's Empire, but of his home realm for being weak, and Ror will fight to ensure his new home will never be weak.

The last (I hope lmao) representative of Reiko's soldiers. He is based on Defenders of the Realm Ermac, which is why his name is the best I could do with Error Macro.

[running-with-the-feels]

headcanons for you my friend 🤝

- the kombat kids call the adults The Olds

-cassie and jacqui aren’t allowed to do mission debriefs anymore bc they can’t look at each other without cackling, very much “me and bestie trying to hold it together in a serious situation.” they were delirious and wheezing on the floor a couple of times after some especially long assignments

-kuai liang discovered he has a thing for men in western wear. hanzo teased him about it after an encounter with erron black

-frost has become fiercely protective of takeda in her own way, tho would never admit it. takeda thinks it’s endearing and says she’s like a guard chihuahua

-kung jin and frost had beef for a while purely based on vibes but now have a “i can throw hands with you but no one else can or they die” type of relationship

-kung jin calls jacqui’s dad a dilf often among other things and she wants to tear her head open every time

-jade was kitana’s first kiss

-kung lao and liu kang were indeed also each other’s first kiss

-cassie is a skilled driver but she drives like she’s in the fast and the furious and it makes all of her passengers fear for their lives

I love these so much

The only adult who knows about The Olds being their nickname is Kung Lao, who all the kombat kids agree is basically one of them

Cassie and Frost aren't allowed to debrief either, nor are Jacqui and Takeda, because it always devolves into flirting. As a result, Kung Jin is the one usually responsible for handling debrief and he Hates it

Hanzo's next Halloween costume was a cowboy and it was meant as a way of subtly poking fun at Kuai Liang but it ended up with the cryomancer (NSFW ALERT) riding him into the mattress until they literally fucked themselves into exhaustion

Frost rolls her eyes at the chihuahua nickname and calls Takeda a golden retriever bc he's pretty and, as far as she's concerned, dumb (he isn't she's just being mean)

Kung Jin and Frost never use each other's names to the point where ppl wonder if they even know each other's names, they only call each other insults ("Bitchboy" "Canadian Goose")

Kung Jin calls Jax a dilf whenever he wants to annoy her or get her to leave him alone, he does the same with Cassie

Jade and Kitana had a whole romance for a while that ended a couple years before the tournament when they realized they were better off as friends. Living in Shao Kahn's court was not conducive to a healthy relationship even though they tried (they weren't toxic or anything, just not in a place to be committed to and vulnerable with another person and it caused a lot of conflict.)

Kung Lao and Liu Kang, however, were childhood sweethearts and Liu Kang was very anguished over developing feelings for kitana as well bc he didn't want to have to choose between the people he loved. They all talked it through and came to an arrangement that suited them and now Kitana and Kung Lao share a boyfriend.

Cassie drives like Parker from leverage (if you haven't seen that show I do Highly recommend it, it's modern day Robin Hood but with nutjobs and an ot3 that is not canon but also not contradicted by canon) so she's not allowed to drive unless the apocalypse is nigh and they need to get from point A to point B faster than god himself. Frost is the only person who enjoys it when Cassie drives while Johnny once nearly shit himself.

[silverxxs-world]

Video analysis of Punk v Perry

We will be going over the actual “fight part”

And remember

1. We don’t have audio

2. Don’t know what was said

3. Already know the outcome

So my unbiased party is my roommate who doesn’t know about this or watch wrestling

this is the time line that we decided on

video for reference

Perry is messing with his hair both hands are on his head and he is facing Punk

And just by looking at body language a few of the people are now focused on the pair

Now with the quality of the camera it’s hard to tell but

Punk shoves Perry (it could also be a punch when you slow it down it does look like only one arm went back but the stance of Punks body makes it look like a shove)

Jacks hands are still in his hair as he stumbles back

And now everyone’s attention is on them and people are moving to the pair

Punk steps towards Perry and either

A. Shoves Perry down by the face

B. Pie faces Perry

C. Punches Perry

D. Slaps Perry

At this point Perry is on the ground

Punk them seems to throw a couple punches at Perry who is still on the ground 

Joe a ref and some else try to then separate them

Punk is not letting go and know has Perry’s hair

Someone in a red shirt comes to help

They are fighting in front of the monitors where Tony Kahn is (I had said crates earlier i was wrong)

As Perry is on the ground and Punk is on top you can see Tony’s hands reach out to catch a monitor and also try to grab Punk

They separate Punk and Perry

Punk looks to his right and lunges/ steps towards Tony pointing and we can only guess also yelling

HOOK sets his title down and goes to keep them separate

Joe is holding on to Perry still

Punk moves towards Tony and we can see what happens because of the wall but he is pulled away

Malakai appears

Perry and Punk are talking again now separated

Malakai walks in front of Punk

Video cuts

———————————————————————

Ok

Form what we can see Perry remind defenseless through out the altercation

However I’m willing to bet that once he was on the ground he put his arms up to block whatever was happening

QnA with roomie #1

Did Tony have a right to fear his life?

Roomie says yes, the fact that Punk is mma trained and is a wrestler Tony has a right to be scared when Punk starts to come at him

Does this make Perry look like a bitch?

Roomie says not really, if Perry hit him back he would of looked cool, but it seems like he was caught off guard

Do you think firing Punk was the right response?

Roomie says most likely, I mean if the sort of altercation happened anywhere, training in whatever combat aside, what punk did was warrant for being fired. Once you create a hostile workplace with a situation you should be punished. so by acting of fellow coworker Punk did this.

Was it appropriate to reveal the footage?

Roomie says yes, from what was said in the interview and online, it is a smart idea to release the footage to clear up any discrepancies/falsehoods that have been told

Ok we’re tired this is it for now lol

[kaiathedenian]

from the edenian library 📖🌿

synopsis: even a thief as cunning as jela can't escape the punishment of her crimes delivered by outworld's kahn, the sun god, kotal.

pairing: kotal kahn (mk11) x jela (black!fem!oc)

warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, drama, smut, slight reluctance, male dominance, oral (m receiving), and unprotected intercourse

word count: ~4,100

The sun had finally disappeared, leaving behind a pitch-black sky and no stars. Outworld was a dangerous place at any time, but nightfall felt especially cold and cruel. Yet it didn't put fear in Jela's heart. She was only concerned with putting food in her stomach.

She'd lay in wait most of the afternoon, hiding herself in the forest that outlined the Osh-Tekk lands. There were a couple of fields dedicated to agriculture and earlier she watched the farmers and gardeners tend to their cattle, fruits, and vegetables. Jela was envious of their bountiful crop. She hadn't seen that much food in weeks.

Her home of Edenia was shrinking in people and resources by the day as other territories stole what little they had to provide for their own. Jela wasn't sure if the emperor of Outworld, and native to Osh-Tekk, knew of her people's turmoil, but she figured it wouldn't hurt their harvest to take a little back to Edenia.

She just had to be careful. The Osh-Tekk people were a fierce kind and the sunlight only fueled their strength and ferocity. Jela could protect herself but even she didn't dare step foot onto their land during the day. Now that it was night, she knew the people were slightly weakened, and she could shield herself in the darkness to grab what she could and escape back home with no one the wiser...

She crouched behind the wide trunk of a tree and observed the garden a final time before she sprang onto her feet and crossed the soil. She dropped low again to cover herself behind the tall stalks of corn just in case there were any lingering eyes around. Once she deemed it safe, she quietly but quickly snatched a few husks of corn and shoved them into the empty cloth sack around her waist. Jela peeked her head around and dashed across the field to the tomatoes. As she plucked a few from their stems and dropped them into her sack, she was beginning to think this was too easy. Surely with such a full harvest in a starving Outworld, the Osh-Tekk people would expect intruders. Yet as Jela moved onto another patch of vegetables, filling her hands with potatoes, she realized her sack was full and she could leave with no disruptions.

As Jela crouched low and dashed back through the tomatoes, her long, dark hair whipping her shoulders with the wind tunneling through it, she suddenly heard rustling behind her. Her heart thudded hard in her chest and she didn't wait to find out if it was an animal or a guard. Yet when she heard a deep voice shout, "Stop in the name of Kotal Kahn!" Jela broke into a full sprint. She reached the edge of the garden when she heard deafening, vicious growls close behind her. She turned to see two impossibly large, black jaguars on her heels and she screamed as one pounced onto her. Its heavy body crushed her to the ground and Jela yelped in horror as it flashed its teeth and roared in her face. The other jaguar circled them before she watched it morph into a tall, nude man with teal-painted skin.

"You will come with us," he said, staring down at her pinned below the jaguar. Jela shakily nodded her head. The animal on top of her then morphed into a man with teal-stained skin, as well. Jela shivered, both frightened and amazed to see them transform right before her eyes. She knew the Osh-Tekk people were shapeshifters, but she thought the ability was brought on by the power of the sun.

One of the men yanked her up to her feet by her underarm and the other took hold of her shoulder as they forced her to walk with them towards the stone palace just beyond the garden. Jela struggled in their clutches, hoping to break free, but it was futile. If they were still this strong at nightfall, she was in trouble.

"Please let me go!" she cried. They didn't respond to her. Jela felt helpless as they dragged her into the tall, golden temple. They passed by more guards on their post at the entrance and Jela realized it would be nearly impossible to escape from the inside. She cried out again but the men did nothing but lead her deeper into the palace and down a wide hallway lined with fire torches on the mountainous walls. They reached the end and Jela saw two double doors with golden adornments, like the jaguar head that separated down the middle as the guards at the threshold pulled them open.

The sanctuary was grand and furnished with more fire torches and glistening gold decor, the most eye-catching being the giant throne that sat in the center of the room. A man nearly as large as the throne sat upon it and Jela was in awe to see Kotal Kahn, the emperor of Outworld, up close. She always believed him to be a lovely man but she'd only seen him from a distance at parades or the Kahn's arena where he watched over the people of Outworld, his glowing blue eyes thoughtful. Yet now he cast his harsh glare down onto Jela, making her feel small and scared.

She took in his demeanor as he graced his throne. His rippling muscles were tinged with the color teal like the rest of his people, yet his broad chest, abs, and legs were wrapped in golden tattoos like sacred armor. His head carried a golden helmet that sprouted blue feathers, and he wore nothing else besides a belt made of bones that held his kilt on his waist, the short cloth falling between his parted burly legs. Even as Kotal glowered at her, Jela felt humbled by his magnificence. Yet she could feel his vehemence radiating from where she stood and her heart pounded hard in her chest.

The men bowed in his presence and forced her to do the same. "We caught her stealing from the garden, my lord," one of them said. "What is your judgment?"

"Let me free!" Jela barked and jerked in their firm grasps.

"The only freedom for you beyond this room is death," Kotal's heavy voice boomed. It struck fear through her body. "We do not take kindly to thieves pilfering our land."

"There are thieves who steal from my people constantly," Jela blurted through her teeth. "Edenia is dying. I only wanted to take enough to survive."

"I am aware of the plight Edenians face," Kotal stated. "I am taking action to put it to an end. Yet this does not excuse your crimes."

Jela's mouth dropped in shock. She always believed that Kotal was a fair ruler with empathy for his people. When he defeated the tyrant Shao Kahn to become emperor, it was a revolutionary moment for Outworld. But as she stood face-to-face with him in the aftermath of her struggles, she felt fooled.

"I am hungry," Jela pleaded with a snarl. "I thought you were the compassionate Kahn, unlike the last."

"I show compassion where it is warranted," the emperor replied sternly. He then studied her with a flit of his luminous eyes that flashed over her slender body barely covered by her sleeveless, lavender silk dress that fell mid-thigh, and her brown skin that faintly glimmered with sweat and dirt. Jela felt unusually hot under Kotal's eye and wriggled uncomfortably in the men's arms.

"Release her," he demanded. "I will administer her judgment myself."

"As you wish, my lord," the men said and Kotal nodded in thanks. They bowed to him once more, dropped Jela to the floor, snatching away her sack and gathering the food that spilled from it, and exited the sanctuary. Jela rolled onto her knees and rubbed her elbow that stung from the blow to the ground. As she did it, her eyes wandered to Kotal as he scrutinized her.

"What are you going to do with me?" she said, her voice thick with angry tears. "You shouldn't punish me for starving."

"Leniency only leads to greater transgressions," Kotal expressed.

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked, disbelief laced in her quiet tone.

Kotal didn't respond right away but continued to watch her with what Jela assumed was disdain. His full lips were a scowl on his handsome yet stoic face and Jela worried he would rip her heart out right then.

"Come to me," he said instead. When she didn't move, his thunderous voice filled the room as he exclaimed, "At once!"

Jela jumped to her feet and crossed the sanctuary until her toes in her sandals touched the stairs that led to his throne. She hesitated to take another step before Kotal commanded, "Come."

She climbed the steps and trembled once as she stood mere inches away from the emperor of Outworld. No one got this close to him unless they were members of his entourage or seconds away from death. Jela kept her head down, her eyes on the ground before she slowly raised them to meet his as she whispered, "If you're going to kill me, at least do so quickly. Under your rule, my people and I have suffered enough."

Kotal's eyes slightly slanted at her words, his lips tugging once with a smirk that Jela wasn't certain came from him being irritated or impressed with her boldness. He spoke clearly and boldly himself, a tone that indicated neither as he said, "On your knees."

For a split second, she considered fleeing from his sanctuary, yet the guards beyond the door would surely snatch her before she got far, if not Kotal first with his large hands placed on the armrests of his throne. Instead, she reluctantly obeyed the emperor as she sank to the floor at his feet. Jela realized she was essentially between his legs as she faced his lap. She noticed a thick imprint growing behind his kilt and her body responded against her will. Scorn then intrigue sent a warmth between her legs and she took a shaky breath as she glanced up at Kotal. She felt that strange warmth surge her through again as he looked down at her with a look that she now realized was eros.

Kotal silently moved his hand to his lap and pulled his kilt aside to reveal his length protruding from a thick tuft of black hair. It was the only part of him that wasn't painted teal, but rather his length was a tanned, light brown color with taut balls that looked almost bronze. It hung over the edge of his throne and curved to the right, its wide head seeping a thick, clear fluid. Jela felt betrayed by her body once more as the mere sight of the emperor's formidable flesh made her moist beneath her dress. She was stunned she could feel even a slither of arousal when her life hung in the balance.

"You dared to test a god," Kotal bellowed, his brawny voice sounding almost sultry, "and you will atone for your crimes."

"How?" Jela murmured but she knew the answer was in front of her, long, hard, and twitching every few seconds.

"You claimed to be famished. You will fill your stomach with my seed," Kotal responded. He took hold of his length and lifted it to her lips. "Open your mouth and feast from me."

Jela felt herself part her lips before she fully accepted her fate—a fate that she despised sounded oddly delectable. She felt his smooth, warm flesh slide into her mouth and tasted his clear, salty fluid on her tongue. She was now wet despite herself, her thighs sticky where it dripped just so, horrified that she liked the feeling of him filling her mouth. Her jaw ached a little as she tried to fit all of him, but she didn't stop moving her head up and down to adjust. She caught his glare that had softened when his lips let out a hushed moan as she sucked on him. She hoped it would be enough to spare her life.

"Take more of me," Kotal commanded as he shoved his length into her mouth. She gagged as it prodded the opening of her throat. Her eyes flashed with a sting of discomfort as he tried to push his flesh, hard as a rod, into her throat again.

"Yield," he declared to her in a stern voice yet waited for her to take a breath. "Yield to me."

Jela tried to do as she was told. She wasn't a woman who often took such lengths to satisfy a man as she spent most of her sensual activity alone, such as the life of an Edenian woman too occupied with caring for her village before herself. Yet she found herself curious, stimulated, to suck in a deep huff before she let him thrust himself down her throat. It squeezed around him and made tears spring to her eyes but she didn't dare pull away as Kotal cradled her face in his large, calloused hands and slowly pumped himself in and out of her throat.

The more he plunged his thick length into her mouth and down her throat, the more confused Jela felt by her rush of emotions. She was pacified and seduced by the feel and taste of him, yet frightened by his power and what he would do once he was finished with her. Jela didn't plan to be caught by the emperor of Outworld and tasked with servicing him as her punishment...but she was beginning to find it an unexpected pleasure. Even as she gagged on him.

"Breathe," Kotal demanded as he grabbed a handful of her silken hair and pried her off his flesh. Jela gasped for air and slightly choked on her own saliva from drooling on the emperor. He watched her catch her breath before beckoning her to let him in again with the tip of his flesh on her lips. She steadied herself on her hands and knees before opening wide and suckling him back into her mouth. Kotal groaned huskily as her tongue washed over his veiny, wide shaft, and he held her by her hair that he'd wrapped around his mighty fist to control her pace as she tried to swallow him again.

Jela received no warning that Kotal was about to orgasm other than his length growing harder and throbbing in the confines of her throat before she felt the warm, thick ropes of his pleasure coat it and slide down into her stomach. Her eyes rolled in her head from the unanticipated savor she enjoyed as he held her in place and grunted with each spasm that sent his seed overflowing into her.

When he finally yanked her head back, his length still hard and weeping with a string of white fluid after he slipped out of her throat, Kotal breathed almost as heavily as Jela as she struggled to reclaim air in her lungs. That was less of a concern to her as she laid bewildered eyes on him. She had been poisoned with lust, yearning to worship him a little longer...yet she was still wary of him, her mind racing with thoughts of what could be his next plan of action. Kotal reached a hand out to her and she flinched, but his touch was strangely gentle.

"Your sacrifice honors me," Kotal spoke as he cupped her chin in his hand and looked her in the eyes with his glorious, blue gaze. "Your atonement is accepted. You may leave in peace."

"You're letting me go?" Jela asked incredulously, a blush upon her cheek where his thumb caressed. 

"Yes," Kotal replied softly. She was hesitant to leave his sanctuary for a couple of reasons, one being she worried it could be a cruel trick. He seemed to sense her distress and added just as softly, "If you wish, my guards can usher you to Edenia to ensure your safe travels."

Jela glanced up at him with her disbelief...and with her sudden need. She wondered if he could see it in her eyes. She wasn't ready to exit his palace. Her body reeled from him and his flavor, her essence wet and longing between her legs. She could feel his seed sitting in her stomach but she wanted...more. "I'm still hungry," she mumbled in the same tone as him. Kotal's eyes widened at her admission.

"Are you not yet content?" he inquired curiously with the raise of his thick eyebrow.

"No, my lord," she purred. She carefully reached up and wrapped her fingers around his massive, curved flesh. The emperor sighed with pleasure as she slowly stroked him with both her hands, watching him pull his bottom lip between his teeth.

"You wish to prolong my mercy..." Kotal breathed and Jela nodded once, bringing her lips to his length and kissing its head.

"Rise," he said and she got on her feet to stand between his thighs. She was slightly confused as she thought the emperor would make her taste his seed again but instead, he lifted her dress until she was forced to raise her arms and let him discard it to his throne steps. Jela suddenly felt demure with Kotal's eyes on her bare skin, her small breasts with her dark brown nipples peaked and her essence slick with her arousal on display as it ran down her inner thighs. She gasped when he slid two thick fingers between them, his fingertips grazing past her bundle of nerves before he gently worked his fingers between her soft, wet folds and caressed them a few times. Jela couldn't help the desperate moan that escaped her as Kotal slowly nudged his fingers inside her, her body almost falling over onto his lap when the pads of his fingertips tapped gently on a tender spot she hadn't catered to in far too long.

She caught herself with her hands shooting out to grip his armrests, careful not to touch him and overstep her tentative place even as he touched her and made her tremble. When Kotal pulled them away, she gasped with need and then worried that perhaps she violated the rules of his judgment by taking such pleasure in his touch. Yet he only observed his fingers and knuckles glistening with her desire and said, "Your lust is abundant."

"Yes, my lord," she whispered as she straightened up.

"As is mine," he voiced and took hold of his hard length. He used her fluid to lubricate himself and grabbed Jela by the hips, pulling her on top of him. She nearly swooned from his strength as he positioned her to straddle him before he reached behind her and guided himself to her waiting wet essence. When she felt his thick head prod her little opening and push inside, Jela let out another sharp moan that made her squeeze her eyes shut.

She'd only just gotten used to him filling her mouth, and feeling him stretch her as he wedged himself deeper made her feel like a reborn virgin. Her pain, pleasure, and angst married and birthed a new sensation within her, one that had her whining and clinging onto the emperor with her nails dug into the skin of his strong shoulders, and her face buried in the crook of his neck. No man had ever elicited this reaction from her, but Jela knew that Kotal was not merely a man but a literal sun god. It was only when he finally fit as much of his length as he could that she stopped whimpering and heaved a sigh of relief and rapture. She felt fulfilled with him inside her, nestled to her every supple spot, especially the one his fingers stroked just before, and when he began to thrust, she knew she would soon succumb to climax.

Jela's head fell back and she held onto his shoulders as he grasped her hips and drove himself in and out. She heard Kotal's low moans in her ear as her essence gripped him, and she moaned back as he dragged himself in and out, pushing on her most sacred spot that glowed from the attention. Whether or not it was his intention, his next push overpowered Jela with an orgasm so intense that her body felt hot to touch, leaving her feeling feverish and luscious. She sobbed and shook with each throb of her essence and tried her hardest not to scream her pleasure for the guards on the other side of the door to hear, something Kotal would not allow as he slipped a hand around her mouth to silence her.

When she came down, he let her mouth free as she met Kotal's soft eyes with her dreamy gaze and their lips briefly brushed together. It made her shiver as he pulled her into a heady kiss with his hand still on her jaw. Jela was certain she wasn't supposed to relish in her judgment yet she still pulsed in the afterglow of her orgasm with every thrust of his shaft. From the look on his beautiful face and his shallow grunts, Jela could tell Kotal was relishing in her, as well. A few moments later, he abruptly pulled out of her, plucked her from his lap, and gently placed her on the floor in front of him. She watched him grasp in his hand his curved, hard length shining with her wet to stroke before pressing it to her lips.

"Drink from me," he demanded urgently and Jela wasted no time opening her mouth and letting him shove himself into it. Kotal groaned as her lips tightened around his swollen shaft and pumped his white, warm satisfaction into her. She felt her mouth swiftly fill up with his seed and she drank, closing her eyes and delighting in the taste of him. Guilt tried to swell within her for her newfound excitement being the emperor's whore, but it was quickly drowned out by another flood of his milk and her moans as she devoured it.

Kotal fondled her head with his hand as if to commend her before he slid his shaft from between her lips. Jela coughed a little as she swallowed the last drops of him and glanced up at him as she licked her lips. He watched her with his glowing eyes that made her quiver in a new, delicious way.

"I imagine your stomach is now content," Kotal stated as a cunning smirk touched his lips. Jela nodded wearily with a small smile. She sat at his feet for a moment longer, uncertain to move without his permission. "Or is there more room?" he asked.

"I suppose I shouldn't be greedy," she dared to tease and heard the emperor lightly chuckle.

"You wish to stay, then?" Kotal asked as she remained on her knees. If she had the energy to climb back on top of him and stuff herself with him again, she would stay.

"I..I wish to be invited back in the future," Jela confessed in a tiny voice. "Not as your captive...but as your mistress."

The emperor looked thoughtful before he said, "Such a peculiar request. Yet...I would like to see you in my bed-chamber, as well."

Kotal offered his hand to her and hauled her onto her feet. He then stood up and loomed over Jela like the god of man that he was. She felt delicate in his strong hands as he held her by her waist and hunched over to reach his lips to hers, his kiss soft yet overwhelming her senses lust once more. She placed her hands on his broad chest to balance herself and leaned into him and his muscled warmth. When his kiss ended, she felt interrupted from her arousal already reawakening. She pawed at him and his kilt, her fingers brushing along his shaft that hung behind it.

"Reserve your ardor for when we meet another time in the very near future..." Kotal spoke in a low voice with a seductive grin and Jela subtly grinned back.

He then arranged for her departure, his guards escorting her from his palace and leading her to a horse-drawn carriage. Jela was flattered by Kotal's chivalry to a thief like her, and grateful she didn't have to tread the five miles back from whence she came. As a guard held open the door and she stepped inside the carriage, she noticed a oversized woven basket taking up most of the seat. When she flung back the lid, she found it was filled with tomatoes, potatoes, corn, fruit, and parcels that Jela recognized as meat. It would feed her village for the next month at least. Her face broke into a smile and she silently thanked Kotal for sending her home with a new appreciation for the emperor of Outworld.

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[cienie-isengardu]

Bi-Han and Shang Tsung seen through the various "timelines", p.1

Or: Cienie collects data about how Shang Tsung and Bi-Han's relationship looked in different source material through the years. And by "Bi-Han" I mean all incarnations of Sub-Zero that took part in the tenth Tournament or were Shang Tsung's hired assassin around that time.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT (1992)

Sub-Zero’s Ending:

"After receiving the title of Grand Champion, Sub-Zero disappears back into the shadows from which he came. His only goal in the tournament was...the assassination of Shang Tsung. He was paid a large sum of money by one of Tsung's wealthy enemies. With his mission accomplished, Sub-Zero will collect his fortune and retire from his dangerous profession."

>> MORTAL KOMBAT: BLOOD AND THUNDER (1994)

Issue #0

"It is true that there are those who would thwart my plans. Their mission is only common bond they have. Save for the exceptional fighting prowess [...] I'm uncertain of Sub-Zero's background, but based on the markings of his uniform, he probably belongs to the Lin Kuei, a legendary clan of Chinese ninjas. [...] Each of them has his own agenda, but they all wish to stop me. To do so, they must fight their way through my personal guards and they must do the impossible and defeat mighty Goro. And then... should they somehow accomplished all of that... they would have to deal with Shang Tsung himself.

Issue #2

"Representing the Outworld province of Katala... this is Grum. And battling for the Lin Kuei clan... Sub-Zero.

Sub-Zero: Where are you taking me? Goro: We're going to escort you to special "quarters" to await your next match. Do not be so jumpy, my friend. There is nothing to worry about.

Sonya: Look! I want to know what's going on here! I demand to speak to Shang Tsung! Sub-Zero: Is it not obvious, woman? There is no end to Tsung's treachery.

Issue #6

Sub-Zero: I came to the Island of Shang Tsung to claim the title of Grand Master of Mortal Kombat. The time has come for the Lin Kuei clan to rise to its place of power.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT BATTLEWAVE (199-?)

*This comic book is followed by "A cold day in Hell" in which at the end we met younger Sub-Zero, which is why I count Battlewave as the source for "Bi-Han". There is not much direct information of Shang Tsung & Bi-Han's interaction, but the elder Sub-Zero helps Kitana who opposes Shao Kahn, so by default they are enemies.

Issue #6

Shao Kahn: The CHallenge has been issued and it may not be refused. Two teams shall do battle, seeking a goal of my choosing. Shang Tsung will lead the forces of Shao Kahn, battling for Outworld and Rayden shall lead the forces of Light, representing Earth and those sympathetic to his goals.

Team Outworld: Shang Tsung, Goro, Kintaro, Scorpion, Reptile, Kano, Mileena, Smoke, Jade, Siang.

Team Earthrealm & allies: Rayden, Liu Kang, Sonya Blade, Johnny Cage, Kitana, Sub-Zero, Jax, Kung Lao, Baraka, Bo.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT: TOURNAMENT EDITION - "A COLD DAY IN HELL" (1995)

Some of them are from Earth realm. Others are from here on Outworld. They have been separated by the whims of the Dark Emperor... into two teams lead by opposing personalities.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT CARD GAME (1995)

Sub-Zero is a member of the Lin Kuei and one of the deadliest assassins alive. He joins the tournament as one of Shang Tsung's hired mercenaries in exchange for the secrets of Tsung's arcane magic.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT MOVIE (1995)

Shang Tsung (to Sonya, Johnny and Liu Kang): "Scorpion and Sub-Zero. Deadliest of enemies. But slaves under my power."

Shang Tsung (after Sub-Zero's demonstrated his ice powers and killed a man): Flawless victory.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT (novelization of the 1995 film) by MARTIN DELRIO (1995)

“You!” Shang said. “What are you doing here, old one? This is my domain. Here the emperor pronounces the law.” “Indeed.” “Then tell me, Rayden, god without miracles, why do you come? To see your fighters destroyed, your realm lost, and you yourself humiliated? Is it really worth the price you must pay to come here, to see those things?” “I have reason to expect a slightly different outcome,” Rayden said mildly. “Tell me, if you are so confident of the results of the tournament, why do you go even now to visit Prince Goro?” “I pay my respects to Outworld’s greatest champion,” Shang Tsung said. “What is so odd about that?” “Nothing, if you did not travel with your ninjas,” Rayden said. “Did you think I would not recognize Sub-Zero and Scorpion? If you go to visit a friend and ally, you have no need of those two.”

Shang paced in, Sub-Zero and Scorpion at his side, never breaking stride.

Another gong sounded. Shang Tsung stepped forward, a line of monks pacing him on either side. Sub-Zero and Scorpion, the two ninjas, kept their usual pace just behind him.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT NOVEL by JEFF ROVIN (1995)

“You may be right,” Shang Tsung said. “Tell me again why Kano was the best man for this job – why we couldn’t get the man I wanted.” Goro reached into the smaller of two bamboo cages set before him, pulled out a small struggling horny toad, and put its head in his mouth. He bit down. “Because the man you wanted, Sub-Zero of the Lin Kuei ninjas, was not available.” “I know that,” Shang Tsung said, his reedy voice impatient. “Why wasn’t he available?” Goro used a thick finger to push the rest of the horny toad into his mouth, and after shaking the cage to see what else was in there, he dug through a wriggling layer of garter snakes to pull out a newt. “Because he killed an assassin by the name of Scorpion, and went into hiding. No one knows where in China he is, not even other members of the Lin Kuei.”

The wizard’s fingers curled into a tight ball, and he rattled it at the circle of ooze-covered powder on the floor of the shrine. “I haven’t come this far to be stopped by a mortal… even a mortal who is aided by a deity!” “Then you must act… against Liu.” Shang Tsung nodded. He would love to find a way to act against Rayden himself, but he dared not step into the circle to consult with Shao Kahn. He didn’t want to face the god’s ire now that they knew the blundering idiot Kano was being followed – and by three members of the White Lotus Society no less – men, women, and even children who were masters of the martial and ninja arts. Even if he were to send Goro out to intercept them, that was no guarantee of victory. The giant Shokanite might have no trouble stopping one of the White Lotus members, but three? For that, Shang Tsung would need special assistance. Help that was sly and moved like the hornet, quietly and unseen. “Where is he, Ruthay? Where is the only one who can help me?” There was a long pause. “I… am looking.” Then, the disembodied voice said, “I see him… Shang Tsung. He is hiding.” “Where?” “In a cave… in a cliff… north of Wenzhou.” “That’s just like him,” Shang Tsung said. “With the fees he charges, he could live in splendor. Yet he chooses a life of hardship and study.” “And death!” Ruthay said. “Yes, death,” Shang Tsung admitted. “Don’t be too harsh on him, Ruthay. Some people deserve to die. I will summon him–” “Wait! Be warned, Shang Tsung. He is cursed!” “Cursed? By whom?” Ruthay wailed, “By the immortal Yu.” Shang Tsung felt cold spiders crawl up his spine. “The demigod Yu?” “Yes… he who is said to dwell in the underground caverns of Horse  Ear Mountain… which is sacred to the goddess Kuan Lin. He who protects the canals… and the tunnels… and looks after all who use them, human and animal.” “What did our brash friend do to Yu?” “He… killed a man,” said Ruthay. “What man?” “A toll-taker… one who had given up a life of crime… one who had been a partner of the man… you… seek.” “And how did that crime come to the attention of the spirit of Yu?” Shang Tsung asked. “The man was killed… slowly disemboweled with a sword… while accomplices forced his wife and his son to look on! After his murder… the man’s remains… were dumped into a canal!” Shang Tsung raised an eyebrow. “Is that all? I was expecting something truly terrible!” “It was!” Ruthay shrieked. “When he disposed of the body… in that way … he profaned one of the sacred waterways… of Yu!” Shang Tsung smiled now. “Then he is definitely the man I want,” he said. “Anyone who is impudent enough to insult a demigod won’t be afraid to attack a member of the White Lotus Society, or the gods who watch after them. I will send Hamachi, Ruthay. When he nears his goal, see through his eyes and guide him!”

Opening the door, the wizard pushed past the two hooded souls that were attending to the many birds in the palace aviary. The bulk of the collection of birds from around the world, and their ornate cages of balsa and steel, of bamboo and ivory, of twigs and even string, was for Shang Tsung’s own enjoyment. He luxuriated in the specimens, which ranged from the common nightingale to the imposing pine grosbeak, from the rufous-sided towhee to the glorious yellow warbler, from the black vulture to the red-tailed hawk. But some of the birds were kept more for practical purposes. His falcons were trained to fly to the mainland and kill with claws of poison, while his beautiful white pigeons were trained to carry messages to spots all across eastern China. Going to a small writing table tucked in a corner of the stone chamber, Shang Tsung lit a candle, dipped a fountain pen in red ink, and wrote in small, tight characters on a slip of rice paper: LIU KANG AND TWO OTHER MEMBERS OF THE WHITE LOTUS SOCIETY ARE CAMPED TO THE WEST OF WUHU, HEADED EAST TO INTERCEPT A BAND OF BLACK DRAGONS. THESE INTERLOPERS MUST BE STOPPED. YOU ARE MY LAST HOPE. RETURN THE BIRD WITH A TOKEN SO I WILL KNOW THAT YOU HAVE GONE AFTER THEM. SHANG TSUNG After finishing the message, the sorcerer went over to one of the cages, carefully removed a pigeon, rolled the paper around its right leg, and fixed it there with a length of red string. Holding the bird in both hands, he made his way under and around the many cages to the window. The black shutters of the window were closed, and one of the hooded servants scuttled over, released the catch, and threw it open. Shang Tsung bent close to the bird and said softly, “I know you won’t fail me as my fellow humans have, devoted Hamachi. Fly true and take my urgent message to the region you know so well. Ruthay will see through your eyes and guide you from there. Then return to me, my delicate servant. Come back safely and soon, and I will offer up a human sacrifice to you.” With a last look into the black-pearl eyes of his precious messenger, Shang Tsung threw the pigeon out the window and watched the bird bat its white wings until it was swallowed by the starlit sky. “Fly, my precious. Fly! You who do not need the waterways, the tunnels, or the favor of the arrogant Yu to accomplish your mission!”

He dwelt in a cave two hundred feet up the face of a cliff by the sea. The mouth of his home was barely wide enough to accommodate a slender adult, and was accessible only by climbing the sheer wall of rock, a feat that was impossible for most adults and daunting even to the few arachnids and marsupials that tried it. Maybe some of them were even sent by Yu, he thought with a smirk, little assassins who would chastise me for having spilled blood in his precious canal. The smirk faded as he thought back to the murder. The blood of a traitor… one who took the oath and then turned his back on us. One it had taken two decades to find. The traitor Yong Park had committed the ultimate crime: even if Yu himself crawled into the cave, he would find the killer unrepentant and willing to kill the former ninja again. The cave was located two hundred miles south of Shimura  Island, though it was still hours before dawn when the pigeon reached it. Landing in the narrow mouth, the bird cooed once then stood still, as it had been trained to do. The ninja was awake and beside it in an instant, crouched beneath a ceiling that didn’t allow for him to stand. Dressed only in a white loincloth, despite the cold floor and chill air in the cave. He was reading the message by moonlight a moment later. A smile crossed his lips, lips so pale and claylike that they appeared dead. His small, very narrow eyes looked from the message to the bird to the moonlight that lit just the entrance of his dark abode. He ran the back of an index finger up and down the bird’s breast. “Good Hamachi. Return to your master so he will know that I have received his message and am on my way to do his bidding. For a price, of course,” he said. He glanced at the several pyramid-shaped stacks of scrolls in the rear of his cave. His fee was another manuscript from Shang Tsung’s library, one of the many scrolls that were centuries old, dating back to the dawn of the days of the first ninjitsu and containing arcane secrets of the league of assassins to which he belonged, the widely-feared Lin Kuei.

>> MYTHOLOGIES: SUB-ZERO (1997)

Story mode:

Sub-Zero: I vow to serve and obey the Lin Kuei. Grandmaster: Welcome back, my warrior. I have a new undertaking for you. It seems your recent exploits have caught the eye of yet another sorcerer. I'd like you to meet the retainer of your services. His name is Shang Tsung. He would like you to compete in a small tournament... called Mortal Kombat.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT 9 (2011)

Chapter 2: Sonya

Shang Tsung (to Sonya): You will face Sub-Zero, of the Lin Kuei clan of assassins.

Chapter 3: Scorpion (Bi-Han's death)

Chapter 7: Smoke

Smoke: Tell me what you know of Sub-Zero's death. Shang Tsung: *shapeshifts into Bi-Han* Smoke: What-? Shang Tsung: Despite his failure at my tournament, I'll wager he was more powerful than you, Lin Kuei.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT 11 + AFTERMATH (2019-2020)

Shang Tsung's Official Gameplay Trailer

Story Mode: Fujin's chapter

Shang Tsung & Noob / Bi-Han using similar looking attack in the same chapter:

Intro dialogues: Shang Tsung vs Noob Saibot

Shang Tsung: No more haunting my island's shadows. Noob Saibot: Your island is Kronika's property. Shang Tsung: So she is your master now?

Shang Tsung: It's astounding you survived a Soulnado. Noob Saibot: My darkness is immutable and unkillable. Shang Tsung: But is it transferable, Bi-Han?

Noob Saibot: Take your place in the Netherrealm. Shang Tsung: I would rather raise Onaga. Noob Saibot: That would be most unwise.

Noob Saibot: I have no soul to steal. Shang Tsung: I'll kill you, just to be sure. Noob Saibot: You may try, Shang Tsung.

Intro dialogues: Shang Tsung vs Sub-Zero (Kuai Liang)

Shang Tsung: You lack your brother's efficacy. Sub-Zero: Because I maintain my integrity. Shang Tsung: Integrity is no weapon, Kuai Liang.

Sub-Zero: My brother paid a high price serving you. Shang Tsung: He knew the rules of Mortal Kombat. Sub-Zero: But then you rigged the tournament.

[iliketangerines]

one step two step

a/n: i love women

pairing: kitana x gn!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), lapdance, chest worship

you spin around Kitana as she sits on her chair, and you shoot her a quick wink before standing behind her and trailing your hands up her body

it was something you had learned from Johnny Cage, something to liven up your sex life with Kitana and a way to get her to relax

she had been spending too much time in war meetings, trying to deal with the ever looming threat of Shao Kahn and Reiko along with Shang Tsung and Quan Chi

nights in the bedroom had been lonely, and she fell asleep almost as soon as the blankets were drawn up around her

of course, you had wanted her to rest, but you also wanted her after working so many countless nights

convincing Mileena hadn’t been hard surprisingly, she too had seen how hard her sister had been working the past few months, working day and night consulting with the guards and going on missions to try and track down the rogues

it had been much harder to convince Kitana to take a break from her work, and you nearly had to tie her to the chair to get her to relax and enjoy your show

but with the way her pupils are dilated, breath stuttering and heavy as her fingertips trail along your barely clothed figure indicated enough to you

she can barely take her gaze off of you, eyes roving over every inch of your skin dressed in ornate and intricate fabrics

your stomach and thighs are bared to the world, and Kitana can barely take her hands off off the flesh as you dance around her chair

her eyes follow you, and her grip on you grows tighter and tighter the more and more you dance

it’s nearly the end of your routine that you had spent so long working on, and you have to swat her hands away as they start to try and drag you into her lap

“my love, please, just-” Kitana reaches for your waist once more, eyes focused on the way the fabrics around you sway, and you dance just out of reach from her grip

“only a little longer.” you murmur in response as you continue, and she lets out a frustrated groan, thigh starting to bounce in impatience as she stares at you

but she lets you finish, and you smile at her, lowering your lids to try and look as sultry as possible as you reach out for her hands

Kitana grabs onto your hands, and you bring her to the bedroom and spin her around and push her to lay flat on her back

the sheets make a ‘poomf’ sound as she falls down, but she doesn’t resist, only propping herself up on her elbows as you crawl up on top of her and kiss her

she groans into it, lifting up one hand to grab onto the back of your neck and pull you in closer as you, and you sigh at the touch

your hands help support yourself, and eventually you pull away for a gasp of breath, blinking away the stars in your eyes as you lean your forehead against hers

her free hand goes to push into your shoulder and flip you both around, but you grunt and push her back down to lie flat on the sheets

“let me take care of you tonight. you’ve been working so hard lately, and i want to make you feel good.” your hands tug and pull at her top, revealing her chest, and you just manage to keep your gaze on her eyes

“please.” you plead with her, you know she’s about to something ridiculous, that making your brain melt gave her the greatest relaxation, but you really wanted to take care of her tonight

“...alright, my love. just for a few minutes.” she sounds disappointed, but there’s a slight tint of something curious in her voice as she stares at you

a few minutes was better than nothing, and you lower your head to her neck, kissing and nipping at the soft flesh

Kitana sighs into the feeling, and you hum into her skin as you move further down, sucking hickeys and tracing the scars from her battles with your tongue

she shivers underneath you at the feeling, and a slight smile decorates your face before you concentrate and move further down to her chest

wrapping your lips around one her nipples, one of her hands finally digs itself into your hair and tugs as you press the flat of your tongue against it

your other hand creeps up and tugs and pinches at her other nipples, and a moan escapes from her mouth

a sense of pride swells up inside of you as you continue to kiss her chest, and you try not to get too excited as you continue to swirl your tongue around the sensitive bud

rarely did she ever let you give her pleasure, preferring to have her way with you, to have control over you and wring orgasm after orgasm out of you

the only time you were allowed to touch her was to hold her hand as she fucked you or to pull at her hair as she went down at you

you glance up to catch a look of Kitana, and you’re startled to find her gaze right on you, pupils blown so wide that they’re nearly black

she looks desperate and ruffled rather than the usual composure you see her with, and you almost forget your task before her hand tugs at your hair again

your face flushes with heat, and you avert your gaze to sink your teeth into her breast and cause a slight grunt to leave her lips

removing your mouth from her chest with a small popping sound, you move to her other nipple, giving it the same amount of attention

it’s instinctual as your hips grind down into her, and her hips grind up into you as well

a moan escapes your lips, the vibrations traveling down and through Kitana’s skin, and a small groan exits her lips

her hand lets go of your hair, and you nearly choke on your own spit as you suddenly find yourself on your back, your legs held up by Kitana’s hands

“let me take care of you now, my love.” there’s a devilish smirk on her lips as she tugs off the bottoms of your outfit and sticks her tongue out to wet her lips before she goes down

you go to complain, but she squeezes at your thigh, and you shut up, your only warning to let her have her way with you for the rest of her evening