#MK Oneshot

[luckthebard]

Absolutely cackling at Travis using his Official Character Voice to seriously deliver the “Do you know what happens when X gets struck by lightening?” line.

He is a man of the people.

[gtgbabie0]

-Bi Han x Wife!Reader

Synopsis: {Bi-Han did not have many weaknesses— but you?… you could make him completely fall apart}

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!!-18//MDNI-!! Enjoy my lovelies 💕

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It was a rare moment to see your husband so at peace, his brows unfurled and his shoulders relaxed, the sight was welcoming— you daren’t even speak not wanting to break the silence that had blanketed itself around the steamy atmosphere.

The hot springs were always a nice way to end a stressful week, the warmth of the water chased away that chill that nipped the air not to mention how good he looked— his hair pulled back into a bun with a few stubborn strands that fell to frame his face, the way the water glistened across his chest and his toned arms that were resting upon the smooth rocks… you were lucky indeed.

Although such silence spoke more to Bi-Han than words did, he could sense your tender gaze upon him and knew exactly what was going through your mind— perhaps that’s why the corners of his lips twitch up into a small smile, he knew you far too well.

“Will you join me anytime soon or will you just keep staring?” He asks, his voice deep and almost commanding beneath the softness that seems to overtake him in your presence. He opens his eyes to look up at you standing there with a silk robe wrapped around your body tightly.

A small scoff falls from your lips as you roll your eyes, averting your gaze in an attempt to be respectful— and to save yourself from further embarrassment.

“I am not staring… just admiring, there’s a difference.” You mutter the response softly, fiddling with your fingers.

“Well your admiring is almost too polite, come here.” His tone carries a certain twinge of playfulness, something you don’t hear a lot from him save for in private— where he can let that mask of his slip and open his heart to you.

With that you let your robe drop, the silk rippling against the curves of your body to pool at your feet leaving you bare for him and he shamelessly drinks in the sight, his gaze dragging along the slope of your shoulders down towards your chest and over your hips and thighs— he was absolutely enraptured by you, every single inch.

Bi-Han’s gaze follows you closely as you step down the stone stairs and into the hot waters, wading closer to him. It was almost a shame to call you mortal because it was clear to him that the gods were your creators, sculpted beneath their fingertips.

Especially right now, with the pale light of the moon kissing your skin and casting an otherworldly glow around your body— you are the girl that all the poets write about.

“You’ve been neglecting me as of late.” You state so matter of factly, sticking your chin out in a playful confidence. The statement breaks him out of the trance you seem to have trapped him in.

At your words he sighs, yes he’d been neglecting you, but it wasn’t on purpose. In fact, he’d gone to bed many nights swamped by guilt for how little time he has had for you recently, but on the other hand, this distance was for you— to build a life where you would be protected.

“I’ve had much to do in preparation, forgive me.” He says, voice gruff yet gentle… always so gentle with you.

You hum in understanding, padding your way closer to him through the steamy water and as soon as you’re close enough his hands immediately find purchase on your bare hips, tugging you near his body, he couldn't help himself, he ought to have more self-control he thinks to himself yet you seem to call to him like a siren does to a sailor.

“Well… am I to remain with this burning between my legs?— or will my husband make up for his negligence?” You respond playfully, brushing your fingers through the water and watching it ripple in small waves, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

The bluntness of your words catches him slightly off guard, making him chuckle through his nose as he drags the roughness of his fingertips along your waist and up your spine then back down again.

“Come here then, I’ll see what I can do about this burning of yours, hmm?” And with that he’s cupping the back of your thigh, pulling you to straddle his lap as the water sloshes up against your bodies and the rocks.

Your hands instinctively reach out to rest against his broad shoulders, stabilising yourself as he cups your chin to tilt your head in his direction— his thumb brushes along your bottom lip with an almost reverent look in his dark eyes.

Being so intimately pressed up against one another sends your mind into a hopeless flurry of emotions and thoughts and Bi-Han reveals in the way squirm against him, the small noises that you make and how your pupils dilate.

“Yes, please—” you breathe almost pleading, meeting him halfway in a slow kiss that borders on desperation. His lips slotting perfectly against your own and he swears you were made for him, every curve and dip of your body.

Your fingers pull on the tie that keeps his hair up, dropping it into the water before running your hands through his dark tresses as he deepens the kiss— his tongue pushing past your parted lips to brush against your own, trying to tug you impossibly closer.

He can’t help but smirk at the feeling of your hips grinding against him in search of that friction you so heedlessly need. “Mm, I’ve got you, my love.” He whispers in between lazy kisses that taper off into small pecks, his lips trailing along your jaw— a hot mixture of teeth and tongue pave the way down your neck and over your collarbones, focusing on the spots that make you whimper and arch into his toned body.

Your whole body flushes with a tingling sensation as he dips his hand between your legs, his fingers dragging along the coarse hairs on your mound before pushing between your slick folds— a sharp gasp escapes your lips and your hand grasps a little tighter in his hair which causes him to groan in return, a sound that makes a familiar heat pool in your abdomen.

It was all so dizzying and the heat from the hot springs certainly didn’t help either, but you couldn’t say you minded not when his calloused fingertips rub slow circles over your clit-- the sudden feeling makes your hips buck against his hand, the warm water lapping up at your back and against the smooth rocks.

“Mhm— more, I need you.” You’re already in a daze of pleasure and lust, it didn’t take that much for him to render you into a blabbering mess and he basked in it every single time.

His hand tightens around your jaw ever so slightly, his thumb pressing into the corner of your mouth and he stares up at you in pure wonderment, enjoying every small little twitch in your face as he continues to circle at your clit.

“Shh my sweet, patience you know I’ll give you everything you want… always,” he seals the promise with a kiss, smiling against your lips as you moan so carelessly into his mouth at the feeling of his middle finger dipping into your wet hole, followed by his ring finger.

The slickness of your walls clenching around his digits only serves to turn him on, his cock hardening in between your thighs as he pumps his fingers in and out of your greedy cunt— curling them deeply in a way that makes you arch and whimper, grinding yourself against the heel of his palm.

His fingers stretch you open slowly, the water splashing up against your body, water droplets trickling down your jaw and rolling along your shoulders.

“I need you… inside me, please.” The words fall from your lips so carelessly, heady in a sense— completely drunk on the pleasure he was giving to you.

He gives in to your wants, as always, he could never find it in himself to make you wait especially when you make such pretty noises— and partly because of how hard he is.

The loss of his thick fingers is soon replaced by his cock, his hands now grasping at the fat on your hips as he slowly guides you down onto him whilst you pant and moan into the crook of his neck— whining about how big he is which only elicits a deep chuckle from him. The sound rumbling through his chest, you could feel it against your own.

“Shh, you can take it… take me so well,” Bi-Han groans, tipping his head backwards slightly as you take all of him deep inside you, practically sucking him in and he breathes some comment about how ‘tight’ you are and how much he 'missed you'.

It’s all such a haze in your mind, your eyes bleary with lust as he helps you move against him— your knees pressing either side of his thighs, your nails biting into his broad shoulders— it drove him insane and he can’t help the way he grunts at the feeling, his hands squeezing at the curve of your ass.

The tip of his cock hits your cervix with every bounce, each one more intense than the other— the drag of his cock along your walls brings you closer and closer to the edge. It was a little embarrassing how quickly your body starts to tremble, the familiar tingle that flickers down your spine leaving a searing heat.

“I can’t— I can’t,” you’re a blabbering mess, letting him take control as he guides your hips up and down along his thick cock— thrusting up into your wet cunt as you practically melt into his strong body.

“You can, my girl… let go.” He whispers through slightly gritted teeth, smirking against the dewy skin of your shoulder as you loop your arms tightly around his neck— “I’m right there with you,” he grunts, turning his head to brush his lips along the curve of your jaw,

Through whiny moans your orgasm washes over you, fingers buried in his hair as your warm heat clamps down around him until he’s spilling deep inside your womb— the pair of you immediately finding each other's lips in a slow and needy kiss, his nose brushing against your own.

“I’ve got you, always,” Bi-Han whispers hoarsely, his arms wrapping around your waist to hold you close to him as your body goes all boneless against him, all you can do is whimper in response. The heat from both your bodies and the water provided a sense of comfort, along with the way his calloused hand rubs your back soothingly… he’d never make you wait so long again.

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[restinslices]

Can we take our beautiful boy Smoke's virginity? 🙌🏾

I was thinking of a drabble but you can write this however you find easier ;)

If Tomas has no fans, then I'm dead. No gender is specified and reader is a softie because it's what everyone in this situation deserves. Also POV jumps from his to the readers. This was supposed to be a drabble but then I kept typing :D

Tomas was considered behind when it came to certain life experiences. It wasn't something he was necessarily ashamed of, but it was something he knew was true. His type of life didn't allow him to worry about certain things.

Dating was one of them. He knew that teenagers and young adults were supposed to date and experiment, but he never did. Never dated anyone, never held hands, kissed someone, went beyond that.

That didn't mean he had no desire to.

"Are you sure?" You asked softly, eyes observing his reaction to everything. "We can stop. I won't be upset or anything". The truth was that you wanted him badly, always had and always would. You would've certainly lost track if you had to count the amount of times you daydreamed about having him all to yourself, lips on yours, hips moving in a steady rhythm. But a relationship and sex wasn't a one way street. You wouldn't pressure him to do anything he wasn't comfortable with, even if you would be old and wrinkly by the time he wanted to be inside of you.

Tomas on the other hand felt a sense of nervousness he had never felt before. As bad as it sounds, killing someone was easy. He did it without thinking. Now though, you were depending on him for pleasure. "I'm gonna be incredibly bad at this... " he mumbled.

"That's alright" you said in the same soft tone, hand wrapping around his, which was wrapped around his cock. "Everyone's first time is weird. You'll get better over time. I'll help you".

Your other hand cupped his face, your thumb tracing his cheekbone when you noticed him leaning into your touch. "You can say no whenever and we'll stop. I promise"

"I want this". Nerves and all, he wanted this. Your hand stayed on his, guiding him closer and closer to your entrance, his nerves becoming stronger.

And then his nerves stopped, replaced by something far stronger; pleasure. He felt a chill go down his spine, and he only had the tip in. How long was he expected to last when you felt this good?

He felt equally good to you. Sure, you had been with other men before, but they were smaller. Everything about Tomas was bigger - his dick, his arms, his pecs, his height, everything about him made him better than any man you ever met.

You continued guiding him, making him stretch you around his cock slowly until eventually you could feel his balls pressed against you. And although you wanted him to pound inside of you right then and there, you forced yourself to remain patient. Tonight wasn't just about you. It was about him. Your arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer to you, taking in how pretty he looked with his lips parted and deep breathes coming in and out of him.

"Wow" was all he could muster when he finally spoke.

"Good wow or bad wow?

"Definitely good- wait. How long am I supposed to last?

"Uhh" how long? Um, long enough? You didn't know if there was an average time, but you knew the chances were low that he'd make it. "Don't worry about lasting long. It's your first time, okay? You'll last however long you last"

He nodded before his lips found yours, muffling both of your gasps as he pulled out, then pushed himself back in. "Was that okay?

"Perfect. Keep doing that" your legs wrapped around him, keeping him close as he began to find his rhythm.

Tomas couldn't understand why he hadn't done this with you before. Well, he understood that he simply wasn't ready before now, but the way you gripped him made him forget all about those previous worries. You were perfect. Stretching you open was almost too easy, but now that he was inside you, your hole held him tightly, letting him feel every bit of you. Every bit of your insides that were made for him.

He didn't know how fucked out he looked. That's what added to your pleasure besides the obvious. He had bit down on his lip to stifle his moans at first, but after some time he just couldn't keep quiet. If he wasn't kissing you, whines were falling out his mouth. Here he was, an assassin with arms bigger than your hands and a heavy cock in between his legs, whining because of how good you felt.

It wasn't one sided. He felt perfect to you aswell. His thick cock stretched you open, his veins rubbing against your insides. You hardly needed to instruct him. His tip always managed to be exactly where you needed it to be.

"I'm-" his sentence was cut off by a choked groan, his eyes squeezing shut as he shot his load inside of you.

You placed soft kisses on his cheeks, soothing him as he came down from his orgasm. "You did really good" you praised in between kisses.

His head fell to the crook of your neck, your fingernails gliding along his scalp and you unwrapping your legs around him. "You didn't cum" you heard him mumble against your neck. Well, you both had known he wouldn't last long

"No big deal. Tonight wasn't about me, it was about you. Did you like it?

"You have to ask?

You chucked, "I just enjoy clear communication"

"Then yes, I liked it". He lifted his head up enough to give you a kiss on the cheek, "should I feel this tired after?

You nodded, then tried to push him off only to feel him swat your hands away. "Wanna fuck you again, just need to breathe. Stay"

Who were you to turn your pretty boy down?

[msmk11]

Rumor Has It

James Potter x fem!reader (costar au)

WC: 551

CW: Fluff; allusions to sex

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

Day 24 of mk’s mad dash

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

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

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

And thank god for it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You supposed.

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

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

A series of images flashed across your mind.

You two’s chemistry read.

The first scene you guys ever filmed together.

Intimate late night shoots.

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

Quickies in your respective trailers.

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

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

The first sleepover.

Meeting his parents.

Him meeting yours.

Giving each other a spare key.

One hour ago in the dressing rooms.

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

“Yes,” you and James agreed simultaneously.

“It’s just a rumor.”

[dontbesoweirdkira]

A/N: Just was thinking about this so i hade to write short headcanons on this..don't mind me

Warnings: Obsession, sensuality if you squint.

Requests? Always open

Masterlist

Yandere! Kenshi who is obsessed with your touch.

You were there with him when he was initially blinded. You immediately rushed to his care. Your cooling, delicate hands gently caressed the sides of his face as he cried out in agony. You wiped away his bloody tears and hummed to him that everything was going to be alright.

Your arm stayed around him, guiding as he cautiously stepped. You didn't seem to mind how tightly he gripped onto, or make fun of the shakiness of his hands.

While captured, he sat in between your lap, thighs securely holding him. Kenshi's head laid on your chest as you ran your fingers through his course, black hair. every now and again would your hands find them back on his cheek, your making light circles of reassurance. Even though the world was suddenly an unknown dark, he knew exactly where you were.

Touch is always a sensual thing but, for him it was now so much more intense for him. It makes him weak...It makes him obsessive

Yandere! Kenshi not telling his darling that he can see silhouettes with sentos now. He can see you....and all you do in front of him.

He can also see the clothes in his closet but he craves your touch so much...Anything to keep your hands near. He asks for help with dressing sometimes.

You can feel the heaviness in his breath as his hear rate picks up. The touch of your cold hands on his warm chest makes him shudder. He knows that you cannot help but trace the tattoos that are drawn there. he can barely handle the sensitivty.

A nibbling of his ear causes him to hum in desire but what would a lick cause?

Yandere! Kenshi who has a heightened sense of smell. He knows when your coming when even before you enter the room...but he also knows when you've touched someone else.

He can smell the cheap and gaudy cologne that your friend drenches himself in. He knows that his dirty arms were wrapped around you as he has an insistence to hug you. Kenshi face turns in disgust. He knows his darling is too meek to say no to him but your touch belongs to him only.

A Hug isn't something that guy deserves, he can only imagine what it did to him. For your lover, a from you causes him to barely be able to contain himself. A hug causes his mind to drift and to yearn for more... Maybe Kenshi would just tie you up and lock you in his home so you can touch him as often as he'd like.

[antennaed-kenzy]

Waiting [Michael Kaiser]

❄ Michael Kaiser x f! reader

❄ notes: not proofread,

❄ Day twelve of the Christmas Series.

❄ Extras: Work count 1.6k words The last day of the twelve days of Christmas, along with it being his birthday! Masterlist of series

Being the best can be a burden to carry for some people.

Being the best in the world can be a burden to carry, not being able to see the people you love all the time. Along with a swarm of people wanting to talk to you and take a picture of your face. The paparazzi being around wherever you go. Traveling from place to place and not always seeing what you want to see. Not everyone can simply be the best in the world. 

“I miss you, {Y/n}.” A lousy pouty voice spoke through the phone. 

The female chuckled sweetly hearing him speak in such a low tone no one else in the world could hear. “I miss you the most, Michael.” {Y/n} set her phone on her vanity, making sure her face was in the frame. 

Kaiser flashed a smile her way, making a sweet melody escape her lips. The two lovebirds talked on the phone for a while as the female got ready for the day. Kaiser occasionally mentioned how gorgeous she was in his eyes. As she was getting ready someone called her in the background. 

{Y/n} picked her phone off the vanity saying to Kaiser, “Sorry, I have to go dear. Talk to you when I am done for the day.” 

“Bye, love you, princess.” He kissed hers through the screen. 

Bye, Love you too.” She caught the kiss pushing it against her lips and gave him one in return. 

He hangs up the phone dropping it to his side and looking up at the ceiling. He picked his phone back up to look at the time. His reflection on the screen before turning it back on. Realization set in when realized the next time he was going to see his Fiancée was till Christmas. 

Throwing his phone on the other side of the bed, right where she sleeps. Kaiser's eyes follow the phone as if she were there with him. Finally getting up from the bed he walked into the bathroom He faced the mirror, his blonde hair, the ends decorated in a fading blue. The color left as she wasn’t there to retouch and color it. 

He could ask Ness to recolor his hair, but since {Y/n} touched his hair no one has even been the same. He never wanted anyone else to even touch his hair even if it was grown out and the color was completely gone till she was with him to re-do it. 

The male splashed his face with water, as he lifted his face to look in the mirror he saw her products that were left behind. Waiting for her to arrive back home. Water was dripping from his face, taking a towel to wipe it all. 

A small crowd of people were waiting outside a studio. All of them were in the world of entertainment ranging from actors, stunt double, filmmakers, directors, and so on. Some were yelling while others drank their coffee waiting for the doors to open. It was the last month of shooting and the people wanted to get today done already. 

“Come on!” Someone whined, “I wanna get started.”

{Y/n} and someone else beside her broke through the crowd of workers. She had a megaphone while the plus one was opening the studio. “Time to get to work people. We only have one week left of this movie. Let's make it a great ending!” The crowd of people dispersed as they all went to their respective stops.

{Y/n} was one of the biggest movie directors and Kaiser was on the football prodigies. Both are in completely separate lines of work, yet they fell in love and were soon to be happily married. Though the downsides made it hard for them to sync their schedules together and see each other, they put in the effort toward the relationship; even if it took a while for them to work it out in the beginning. 

For them though, the pros outweigh the cons. When they did see each other it was the best time of their lives as they made the most of it. When they had time, {Y/n} would show up to Kaiser games and practices, and Kaiser would show up to {Y/n} filming and the premieres. 

“Snap out of it,” A co-worker snapped their fingers in the female's face grabbing her back to reality. “Time to get to work, {Y/n}.”

The [h/c]-haired nodded, “Alright, Pae. Let’s get today done.” A smile creeps on her face looking around to see everyone doing what they are paid to do. 

Kaiser had just gotten done with his team's practice. The first thing he does is rush to his phone in the locker room. Turning it on he saw something he hated to see. 

1 missed call from “My Princess<3”

“Why didn’t you pick up the first time?” {Y/n} whined at him, her lips pouty

Without making a mistake he calls back his Fiancée.

*Ring Ring**

“You know I was at practice,” He rolled his blue eyes teasingly. 

“Yeah, whatever. Probably busy with another woman,” She teased throwing him so shade. 

Kaiser looked at her with a straight lip, his eyes rested as he was annoyed at her. “I hate when you do that. You know it’s not true, {Y/n}.”

“I’m kidding.”

The two talk about each other days, complaining about people around them. As Kaiser was taking a shower when he got home, {Y/n} had to point out his blue rose tattoo saying how much she loved it and even missed it more than him at times. He would threaten to remove it to see how she would react, but they both knew that would never happen. 

{Y/n} had fallen asleep and Kaiser was doing work while letting her snores make him calm and collected making him tired. When he was done writing in his journal he got in bed, setting the phone beside him where she would sleep to mimic as if she was there with him. 

“Good night, love,” He whispered in his phone, shutting his eyes for the night. 

Kaiser wanted to see her again, wanted to be with her and hold her again. He didn’t want to wait another hour, but he had to wait for three more days. He has been calling her more recently as football practice was canceled due to the holidays, though he was practicing to wash the time away. 

{Y/n} was waiting at the airport three days early from what she told Ksiser. She wanted to surprise him for the holidays, and his birthday. They had finished the movie a little earlier than expected and she had no reason to be in the States anymore. Especially when someone was waiting for her at home.

Getting on the plane she was off back home in Germany. Kaiser sitting on the couch having no idea who will be in his lap in 9 hours.

“Kaiser!” A familiar female voice rang in his ear. 

He got up from the dinner table as he just ate supper not so long ago. He consciously walked to the front door in case he was hearing things or it was an intruder. When his crystal blue eyes met a familiar pair of [e/c] ones, he ran toward them like they were calling him, waiting for him. 

He lifted the female from the ground, her legs wrapping around his waist pulling him even closer. The touch fills a missing piece. 

“I missed you so so so much!” He gave pepper kisses all over her face. 

“I missed you so so so so much more!” She returned his kisses. 

The two of them hold each other for a while not wanting to let go. They finally were with each other and were going to be with each other for a while. Even if {Y/n} wasn’t busy she would follow her Fiancé to his practices and games, then go to see her movies in theaters if they were still running.

Kaiser finally set her down. “I thought you were supposed to be here on Christmas Eve?”

“Well,” She reached up for his grown-out colorless hair. “I thought you would want to look presentable before Christmas.” She smiled at him, a smile he missed seeing. 

The two of them got to the bathroom. {Y/n} cut and re-dyed his hair along with giving it a trim. He was sitting there looking at her concentrated face amazed by her. He fell in love all over again, his heart fluttered for her even if they had been together for years now and were getting married. 

They took a shower together when she was done with his hair. Helping him wash out his hair and making sure it looked good. After that, she gave him a facial with her products that were left behind. It seemed she had been waiting to give him the princess treatment since she left. They both missed this, Kaiser wanted to marry her now, put a ring on her finger, and be able to announce they were happily married.

Christmas also was Kaiser's birthday. 

“Happy birthday love of my life.” {Y/n} woke up sitting up on the bed. She lifted her leg off the male now on top of him. “Wake up!” Her finger guides over her chest making circles. 

“Merry Christmas, Princess.” she sleepy voiced. 

“But it's also your birthday!” 

She bends down giving him kisses all over his face and neck, peppering him with love. The two of them woke up, presents were around the tree, both for Christmas and his birthday even if he didn’t want to celebrate it. 

{Y/n} makes some breakfast for a while as he opens some presents. When they are done eating breakfast they sit around the tree and open some more. For the best gift, they had to take back to the bedroom to play with some new toys. 

a/n: I wanted this to be longer, but I was pressed against time and really wanted to bring the world some Kaiser love.

[djinniiy]

Effigy AU- WIP SNEAK PEAK!

[click4rainy]

Treating you // Liu Kang one smut (part one)

Omg thank you. I gotchu, Tehehe 🤭

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★ Liu Kang absolutely loves you, but being earth realms protector can sometimes drive you apart, causing you to feel a bit lonely.

★ “Starlight? Are you okay…?” He asks, approaching you with his gaze lingering on your face, hoping to read any expression it may make.

★ “Yeah…I’m fine.” You lamely reply, shooting him a fake smile. He gently sits next to you, placing his hand on your thigh.

★ “You know we can talk about it if you need.” ‘How sweet’ you would think to yourself before relenting.

★ “I just feel like you’re gone a lot, we barely get to see each other anymore and when we do… it’s always for a short period of time. I’m lucky if I get to have a night of sleep with you by my side throughout it, I get lonely, I just…miss you.” You choke up a bit as you express yourself.

★ He sits there, silent for a moment, letting your words sink in before speaking softly to you. “I never knew you felt so alone, I should have predicted this would have been an issue, I am sorry, Y/N…”

★ He gently cups your face with both of his rough, calloused hands. Caressing your lips with his thumb, admiring their soft appearance.

★ Looking at each other for a moment, your eyes glued to his piercing gaze, you wait for him to have some type of response to your feelings, besides ‘sorry’. Cut short from your internal dialogue, you were frozen speechless, as he suddenly pulled you in to press his lips against yours lovingly, then pulled away to look at you admiringly.

★ “Y/N…” he gently whispered, looking at you with a tint of sadness in his eyes. He knows he’s gone a lot. But he didn’t know he was neglecting you in such a way. His chest tightened as he felt a sense of guilt. You are his lover, this shouldn’t be an issue with the relationship, yet here you are, pouring your heart out right before him.

★ You couldn’t even react, he leaned back in, to gently place another soft kiss on your lips. “I love you.” He whispers right before going back in for a more passionate lip-locking session. The kiss felt like a dream, and you quickly began to melt into it.

★ “L-Liu…” you would breathe into the kiss, as your tongues intertwined in a passionate fight for dominance, of course, Liu Kang being victor in the end, would turn you into a puddle quickly within his grasp. You began running your fingers through his fine, black hair, relishing in the physical contact that you had been so desperate for. The kiss would last just a few minutes, causing you to want more when he separated for air.

★ His lips released from yours, and began trailing down your neck, while he held your head, gently in place with his hands still cupping your rose-tinted cheeks. he would successfully elicit a small whimper from your mouth as he cornered a sweet spot in the crook of your neck, abusing it slightly, he sucked and nipped at it.

★ “How could I have been so foolish to leave you feeling this way, my love? “I’m truly sorry, and I am grateful that you stay patient with me, starlight…” “I don’t know what I would do without you, my angel.”

★ Liu Kang would whisper small praise in between kissing your neck and leaving small love bites. Apologies flooding the air as he moved his hands to your hips, pulling you in closer, to sit comfortably on his lap.

★ “I promise to try better with how I use my time with you, I never knew you felt so neglected by me, my love.” “Please forgive me…” He seemed to get almost emotional, with his realization. You simply shake your head in an attempt to reassure him. “I-It’s okay… I just-“

★ You were cut off, when he picked you up and laid you down on the bed, gently onto your back. You looked up at him, face flushed as you took in his towering figure above your own. “Don’t dismiss your feelings, Y/N.” He simply stated as he began to slowly crawl over you. “I’ve been a fool, neglecting you the way I have been…”

★ Not even able to protest, as he began running his rough hands down your sides, hiking your shirt up, enough to expose your beautiful skin. Liu Kang leaned his head down to plant of slow burning kiss onto your lips for the umpteenth time, savoring the taste of them as his hands snaked beneath your shirt, feeling you up before he cut the kiss short, guiding his mouth to the nape of your neck, trailing down past your collar bones.

★ You would let out a small gasp, as your lover kissed his way down from your collarbones to your stomach. His hands were both on each breast, fondling and playing with your nipples as he teased your sensitive flesh with his mouth. Sprinkling kisses he felt your body react to his touch. Once he felt satisfied with the small section of skin he was littering with kisses to the next, up until he reached your lower stomach, teasing the hem of your shorts.

★ Looking down at him, your eyes glossy from the intimacy, awaiting his next move, Liu Kang takes this time out to admire the way you react. Looking into your eyes with his bright, glowing ones. “I cannot believe I have this wonderful being at home, and I’ve been neglecting her…” he spoke with a sweet tone, as he continued. “All just for me, I must be mad to think something as sweet as you could go on as long as you have been, without any of my attention…” “I do apologize Y/N…”

★ After saying this, he lowered himself to the floor, swiftly pulling you closer to the edge of the bed by your plush thighs in the process. You let out a small yip in surprise, but that is shortly cut off when he uses his left hand to pull your shorts to the side, revealing your dampened panties to him. “Just look at this, you’ve been so good, waiting for me patiently. I think it’s time I reward you, sweet girl”

★ And with one swift movement, he pulled your soaked panties to the side, alongside your shorts. Leaving you bare to his demand. Of course, he was going to make the most of this moment and began praising your beautiful pussy, soaked in its own sweet, sticky nectar. He couldn’t help but plant a loving kiss on it. Licking the small trace of your essence off his lips. “Mmmh…”

★ Nothing else was said as he simply delved deep into your core, nuzzling your clit with his nose as he lapped at your juices, eating you out like it was his last meal. Flicking his tongue just right, he continued teasing your small bud with his nose, his arm locked over your stomach, keeping your hips in place as he tongue fucked you. Using his other hand to continue fondling your breast, he began pushing deeper working you, just barely touching that sweet spot with his tongue's length.

★ Your hips would buck involuntarily begging for more, as he picked up his pace, keeping your hips pinned in the process so you wouldn’t squirm away. His hand left your soft tit, making its way down your vulnerable body, and to his lap, palming at his hardened cock as he focused on pleasuring you, before moving it back up to between your legs. He would stop his lapping and replace it with his thick middle finger, pumping in and out of your needy, tight cunt.

★ “You’re doing so well for me, Y/N.” Liu Kang would talk you through it as he added a second finger, leaning back into your heat, flicking his tongue onto the small bundle of nerves while he quickened the pace of his fingers inside of you. Feeling your walls tighten around his fingers, he keeps his pace exact, bringing you closer to the edge.

★ “ I- I feel close~” “Aha- don’t stop~” you would muster the last bit of your strength to say that sentence coherently. “Yes my love~” Your lover hummed in response against your core, feeling the vibrations of his voice throughout your body caused goose bumps to form on your soft skin. he curled his fingers, hitting your sweet spot over and over again, relishing in the taste of your clit as his digits worked their magic within you. You gripped the sheets above your head, back arched. feeling the build-up begging for release, and without further thought you let go.

★ Coming undone, squirting roughly onto his hand, your mind is in a complete state of bliss, as he laps at your folds, savoring the juices while his fingers continue their movement, milking you for every last drop. Your brain would go fuzzy when he finally released from your heaving cunt. Bringing his hand up to his mouth to lick his fingers clean, before climbing up onto the bed, pulling you in close to him. He knew he could push you further if he wanted to, but he was content to simply watch and enjoy the glowing aftermath of your orgasm. Resting his chin on top of your head as you two cuddled in that moment, he gently spoke.

★ “Would you like to bathe, starlight?” He would ask genuinely, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, pulling your hand up to his lips and kissing it. You nod, and he simply picks you up bridal style, carrying you off to after care.

(Will most likely make a part two with a spicy shower scene)

[yuujis-sunshine]

𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄. kung lao

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓(𝒔): Kung Lao, Liu Kang (mentioned), Raiden (mentioned)

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈(𝒔): Little bit of CHILDBIRTH mentioned, Blood

𝑨/𝑵: This was requested by @eemr1000

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: Kung Lao and his kinda bedwritten pregnant wife.

"𝖂hat are you doing, [Name]?" Asked a voice. Your eyes widened before turning your face around to see the Shaolin, who happened to be your husband; Kung Lao. He had his arms crossed, a worried/mad expression on his face.

"Oh, Lao! I didn't knew you would come home right now." She tells him, before her foot accidentally missed a step on her stool, making Lao worried for his wife and catch her in his arms. "I thought I told you to not move around much, it's not safe for the baby." He tells her in a kinda harsh, but worried tone. Kung Lao cared way too much for his wife. "Sorry, just felt hungry." A small pout forms on the woman's lips. Lao sighed at his wife before nuzzling his face into his wife's neck. "How could I be mad at you...?" He said softly, as his wife softly smiles at her husband's words.

[Name] walked to her bed with assistance from her White Lotus husband behind her, he then tells her, "I'll be back with some food. Don't move." Kung Lao kissed her forehead and pets her hair softly filled with affection before heading off to cook. And after he left, the woman decides to look out of her window, looking at the beautiful cherry blossom petals going to the ground or in the pond. And a memory hitted her head on when she and Kung Lao met. "What's your name?" He asked her as [Name] was about to defeat Kung Lao in Mortal Kombat. The female fighter looks at him with a bit of a death glare, and she had a tiny blush on her cheeks. "I-I-It's... [Name] [Last Name]." She tells him, trying to sound tough but was embarrassed either way. The man chuckles and stands up, walking over to the woman just to put his finger on her chin. [Name]'s eyes widened in shock. "W-What are you doing?!" She asked with a bit of anger, before kicking him in his nuts. Kung Lao hunched over in pain as he groaned in pain, holding onto his nuts. "Damn... You're pretty tough...!!" He tells her breathlessly. [Name] darkly stares at her, staring at the man on the ground. As time passes by, he was still trying to flirt with her, but she rejects them all... But at some point, [Name] finally gave in after the battle between Earthrealm and Outworld ended and decided to be with Lao. It took a very long time to accept him into your life, but she had no other choice but to confess her feelings in her way. "[Name]~, are you ok?" Lao asked, waving his hand in front of his wife's face. She blinks and softly chuckles at the flashback she had.

"What's so funny?" Lao asked.

She smiles and replies to him with, "Yeah, just thinking about... How we met." Lao chuckles at his wife's words before putting her food down on the table beside her bed. The White Lotus sits on his wife's bed and has his hand on the side of her hair with a soft smile on his lips, as [Name] gave him the same look in his eyes back. "I love you and our baby so much..." He tells [Name] softly. "I love you too, Lao."

- 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 -

"You're doing good, [Name]!" Said [Name]'s mother, as she seen her daughter in pain and grips her hand back tightly. Kung Lao was out doing training, but it was interrupted when Lord Raiden informed him that he was finally gonna be a father now. Soon as he heard that, Kung Lao bid Liu Kang and Lord Raiden farewell before running to their home and thinking about [Name] and their new addition. And when he walked in their home, he was met with a very loud and strong cry of a baby. Lao's heart stopped when he heard that sound.... It made him breath raggedly as he felt some tears coming down his cheeks. [Name]'s mother walks up to see who it was and seen his son-in-law on his knees. "He's healthy, Kung Lao." He? Thought Lao as he felt more tears down his cheeks, and was helped up by his mother-in-law who was softly smiling at him. [Name]'s mother opens the slide in door of the huge traditional Chinese home, seeing a tired [Name] holding their crying baby boy in a hanfu gown. She smiled softly at her husband and their mother bids them goodbye, saying she'll come back tomorrow. "Meet your son, Hàoyú." She looks down at her little newborn with a soft smile, seeing him peacefully in her arms sleeping.

Lao walks inside of the room to see the baby up close, seeing that he had the color of his hair, which is black. His eyes were closed, his body was wrapped inside of a yellow blanket. All of a sudden, your husband pulls you close to him and gives her a forehead kiss. "You did such an amazing job while I was gone. I'm really proud of you, [Name]." He said, acting like he never cried, but his heart was still in shock. She smiles, and notices how shocked he is from seeing their newborn. "Wanna hold him?" Kung Lao's eyes were in shock from the question, and he softly gulps.

He nods his head lightly before she places the baby in his arms softly, seeing the little human in his arms. "Hey, Háoyú..." Lao pauses, noticing how Háoyú moves a bit uncomfortable but comfortable at the same time. "I'm your dad." He finishes the part, relieved. The baby softly fusses and whines a bit, so he bounces his son a bit while shushing Háoyú with a calming voice as [Name] smiles softly at her two boys in front of her.

"As long as you have me, Kung Lao and [Name] [Last Name], there is no need to worry. I'll protect both of you..." He tells him, as [Name] chuckles lightly at his words, happy that he is slowly getting attached to his son. So far, Kung Lao liked this part of fatherhood, and he wanted this moment to last.

- 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 -

"Is that a... Baby?" Asked Liu, seeing his best friend and also partner wearing a baby carrier that had his cute son inside of it, while [Name] stood behind him, smiling and bowing at Liu softly. "Yes, Liu Kang." He said proudly, as Háoyú's hands were up for a couple seconds, cooing cutely. Lord Raiden came out and seen what was going on. It was Kung Lao... With a baby carrier and he also noticed [Name] as well. "Greetings, Lord Raiden. This is our son, Háoyú [Last Name]." [Name] bows as she had her fist in a bowing manner. As Raiden and [Name] talked, he couldn't help but continue to stare at the baby. He looked VERY adorable.

[rowiewritesstuff]

may I request platonic lmk red son x a demon reader who's overall more calm, composed and polite, (but still willing to support shenanigans, just properly planned ones),

perhaps more of a strategist? Thank you for reading this either way

Red Son X Demon Reader (Platonic)

You met Red Son when he broke into your temple. Red Son was looking for some ancient relic and he was willing to kill you to get it. He was surprised when you went to a large room, fished it out of a box, and threw it to him. 

“What? You’re just going to give it to me?” Red Son looked perplexed before grinning. “Of course you would! I’m powerful and terrifying, any low ranked demon as yourself would tremble before me.” 

Often Red Son went over with the excuse he wanted another relic. Something about you just soothed him. The two of you became best friends even though neither of you made it official. 

Red Son brought you to his home to show you all of the tech and plans he had. His room is a mess, papers and gadgets scattered around. You took it upon yourself to visit regularly to clean up. 

Demon Bull King walked in one time to see the two of you. He huffed at you but was glad his son was talking someone else’s ear off instead of his. You were polite enough and cleaned up after yourself, and that’s all he cared about.

Red Son was always talking about some new plan. Most of the time, you’d tell him how it wouldn’t work. Red Son always made sure to get your approval on a plan, knowing that you were more logical than he was at times. He made the tech, you helped with the plans. Most of the time your plans would go well, and the other times Red Son helped. 

The two of you made formidable foes to MK and his friends. You always apologize when Red Son destroys property or says something rude to them. Red Son got angry when you’d talk to MK, telling him not to talk to “MBDF” (My best demon friend). Red Son’s possessiveness got to be too much and you had to sit him down and talk to him about it, and eventually you made friends with MK and Mei. Red Son begrudgingly hung out with them as well and eventually Red Son stopped attacking MK all the time. 

No matter how many years pass, you’ll always be friends- and nothing will take that away.

[yourlocaltrashpandaa]

Context: Reader thinks Red Son is cool and is secretly dating him ft. Jealous MK

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I Think He’s Neat 🔥

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Lmk one-shot

{red son x fem!reader}

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“I don’t get it. What’s the issue?”

You and Mk were currently in a stand-off well more on Mk’s side than you though. You didn’t get what he was so mad about.

“Repeat what you just said.” Mk said with eyebrows are owed down as he looked at you.

“All I said was I think Red Son was neat.” You repeated what you said earlier that set Mk off yet you think he’s being dramatic.

“But why?! What about Monkey King? He’s cool right?” Mk exclaimed.

You stood there giving him a look that read ‘are you being serious’.

“Sure, Monkey King’s cool and all but fire powers are just cooler to me.” You said.

“But Monkey King has so many different powers than just one. That’s definitely cooler.” Mk said with a proud smirk on his face.

You roll your eyes at him. “Okay. I guess I just like the simplicity of having one power. What’s so bad about that?” You asked.

“It’s Red Son.” Mk said crossing his arms.

“Yeah, so?” You replied as you quirked an eyebrow up.

“He’s not a good guy, Y/n.” Mk said.

“I know. I just think he’s neat, I find him very interesting. But why do you care anyway? You jealous or something?” You asked him with your hands on your hips.

Mk’s eyes widened a bit as his face flushed a light pink and he turned away from you. “Whaaattt! No, no, I’m just… you know…” Mk stuttered through his words a bit a he tried to explain himself.

You watched him waiting for explanation until you phone buzzed. It was a text message and it read: “Let’s get lunch. Meet you at our usual spot” You smiled at the text as you relied back to it: “Sure! Sounds great. Meet you there.”

Putting phone back in your pocket you looked up at Mk, who looked to be fight with his thoughts. You sighed at your friend and said. “Gotta go, Mk. This talk was… insightful. I’ll see you later.” You walked out the noddle shop and started towards your favorite restaurant to meet…

“Red Son!” The said fire demon turned his head and a small grin appeared on his face.

“Ah, Y/n. Wonderful to see—.” You cut him off with a hug.

“Missed you. We should go out more often. And geez, you don’t have to be so formal with me. I’m your girlfriend after all.” You said.

Red Son sighed and nodded a bit. “Yes, you’re right. But I think my parents are getting suspicious about my whereabouts.” He said.

“Because they don’t want you sneaking around with some mortal that knows the Monkie Kid. Like I’m a threat.” You scoffed a little.

Red Son held back a laugh. “Yes. You are a very intimidating mortal, love.” He joked.

You smiled a elbowed him gently in the side. “Come on let’s eat.” You cheerfully exclaimed.

“Right behind you.”

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Johnny Cage x Reader ໒ ˚⁎

Johnny Cage with a young adult reader who’s inexperienced in life hcs + one-shot

•Johnny takes on a protective role, seeing your inexperience as a chance to guide and mentor you. He’s always ensuring you don’t get into situations you’re not ready for

•He uses his sense of humor to teach you important life lessons. He believes learning should be fun, so he often shares his experiences through funny anecdotes and stories

•Cage is your biggest cheerleader, always encouraging you to try new things and step out of your comfort zone

•Johnny is patient with you, taking the time to explain things and never making you feel embarrassed about your lack of experience. He’s been through a lot himself and knows that everyone has to start somewhere

•Whether it’s landing your first job, learning to drive, or even small victories : he celebrates each step of your journey with enthusiasm !

You’re sitting in a quiet corner of a bustling café, nervously stirring your coffee. Johnny Cage, the ever-charismatic and energetic movie star, sits across from you, a reassuring smile on his face

"So, you’re about to start your first job, huh? That’s awesome!" Cage started the conversation between you two, releasing positive and comforting energy

"Yeah, but I’m kind of freaking out about it. I don’t really know what to expect..." you admitted, glancing down at the coffee you just ordered, with a sad look on your face

Johnny chuckles, leaning back in his chair. "Hey, everyone’s a rookie at some point. I remember my first big movie, terrified out of my mind! But look at me now. You’ll get the hang of it, trust me!"

"I just don’t want to mess up..." you responed

Johnny leans forward, his expression turning serious but kind : "Listen, mistakes are part of the deal. You learn from them, you get better. And you’ve got me in your corner. Anytime you need advice or just someone to talk to, I’m here ! " he quickly rassured.

"Thanks, Johnny. That means a lot" you smiled, feeling a bit more at ease

"No problem! Now, how about we celebrate this new chapter with a little training session? I’ll teach you some moves to boost that confidence of yours" he suggested

You laugh, the tension easing away. "Alright, let’s do it!" you replied with a grin

"That’s the spirit! And remember, I love seeing you grow and take on the world. It’s exciting, and I’m proud of you" Johnny respond to your enthusiasm

With that, Cage leads you out of the café, ready to help you tackle whatever comes next with his trademark enthusiasm and support

DNI: basic criteria, DSMP, vivziepop/h4zbin h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl, nsfw/k!nk, anti-agere, anti Christians blogs

[restinslices]

Kinktober Day 1 - Pegging & Sex Tape

Johnny Cage X Female!Reader

Word Count: 2019

Summary: Johnny’s acting career hasn’t been going the best, so you decide to make a different type of movie with him

CW: Pegging, sex tape, feminization, mommy kink, fingering (male receiving), Johnny is a soft sub, reader a lil mean

A/N: Hey y'all! I typically post drabble smut or headcanons so I'm a lil rusty but we'll use this as practice. See y'all tomorrow! Hope y'all enjoy! MINORS DNI

Times had been hard on your pretty boy. He could try to use all his acting skills to pretend to be his happy and normal self, but it'd never work on you. 

You could understand why his spirits had been so low. Everything around him began shrinking - his starlight, the amount of money he had, his social circle, his following, everything. He was forced to watch as everyone started to slowly forget about him. 

He had tried everything. He auditioned for practically every role his manager could find for him. He posted on social media, participated in trends, lowered his standards when it came to scripts, he was trying anything he could think of to extend his fifteen minutes.

He hadn’t thought of everything though. That was okay. That’s where you came in.

“We should just make a sex tape” you suggested while you two cuddled one night. “Then we can pretend it got leaked. Celebrities do it all the time. You really think all of those leaks are accidents? Yeah right! It’ll put a spotlight on your name. If all else fails, maybe people will pay to see you naked”.

Johnny didn’t need much convincing. He even came up with using one of his phones rather than an actual good camera. Said it would look authentic. Would make the “leak” more realistic. 

That’s what you kept thinking of as you stretched him with your fingers. “How'd I get such a filthy slut like you, hm?”. His back pressed against your bare chest, his hands holding his legs apart, giving the camera the full view of his erection and your two fingers moving in and out of his hole. 

“Luck?” he joked. Of course he had some smart comment to say. Wouldn't be him if he didn't. His head fell back in response to your fingers making a scissoring motion, a low whine passing his lips. 

A thought crossed your mind. A thought that gave you full confidence that this “accidental leak” would go exactly as planned. “Look at the camera baby”, but Johnny always had a problem with following instructions. That was fine. The longer this went on, the better. 

You feigned a disappointed sigh as you pulled your two fingers out of his hole, your arousal growing when Johnny sent the most pathetic look your way. And this was the man that convinced Hollywood he was some big shot playboy? No wonder he was an actor. It took real skill to lie like he did. “Why'd-”. 

“I said look at the camera and you ignored me. Your brain shouldn't be all that mushy yet. I only got two fingers inside you”. 

Gods, he was so cute and pitiful. The way he turned in your lap, his legs straddling you, hands resting on your shoulders. “I’m sorry” his bottom lip poked out, making you roll your eyes and push him off you. 

“I'm not sure I even wanna fuck you anymore, Johnny”. 

A complete and utter lie. Your desire to see him fall apart on your strap was still strong, but denial would add more intrigue to the video. “If you're not listening to me, maybe that's your way of saying you don't want me”. 

His head shook, concerned eyes following you as you got to your feet. “I do need you. I want you”. 

“Yeah?”. His serious tone made your heart squeeze a little bit, and you wondered if maybe you should've whispered in his ear that you were only playing before you got up. Too late now. He'd catch up. “You want me to make you feel good?”. He nodded several times, getting to his knees and placing his hands on his thighs, ignoring his needy cock. 

You motioned towards the phone, which watched like some sad pervert. “Tell the camera how bad you need me”. You let out a sigh of relief internally when you saw a look of realization cross his face. Realization, then a look of mischief. 

He took his middle and ring fingers in his mouth, swirling his tongue around them as he looked over at the camera pointed at him. A trail of spit followed his fingers out his mouth, “I need it really bad”. 

“It?”. 

“You”. His fingers circled his hole slowly before he slipped them in, making him let out a breath. “Fuck- I need you to fuck me. Need you to stretch my pussy open”, his breath matched his fingers, which started to speed up. “Don't you wanna stretch my pussy open, mommy? Please-”, his breath hitched when he added another finger. “My fingers aren't enough. Please. Please. I'll listen”. 

You tsked, trying to hide how badly you wanted him. “Keep talking” you instructed. “Can't stay mad at you”. 

Johnny practically rode his fingers. He meant it when he said his fingers weren't enough. They never were. He curled all three fingers inside him, and while that felt good, he needed more. “I need to feel your dick hit that spot inside my pussy. Wanna be under you” he said in between breaths. His free hand gripped one of his pecs, “touch me everywhere. I'll be good. I will”. The rough pad of his thumb rubbed against his nipple, trying to mimic how you'd touch him. Once again it was pleasurable, but he needed you to be the one to do it. “Please…” he added a fourth finger, making him arch in his own touch. “Please hurry. I can't cum if you're not fucking me. My clit needs you so bad” the words came out whiney, full of desperation. His hand moved from his pec, going down his torso until he reached his dick. He wrapped his hand around himself, shuddering when his thumb swiped against his slit. “Shit- I'm ready! Can't you see I'm ready?”. 

He opened his mouth to let another plea fall from his lips, but all that came out was a groan when he felt you grip his hair and tug his head back. 

You looked down at him, watching as he worked his fingers inside his ass and around his dick. “Ple-” his words were cut short when his eyes finally landed on the pink dildo attached to you, wide in girth with an average length. And of course because Johnny was your good and desperate boy, he didn't need to be told that he needed to get you wet. 

He whined at the loss of contact, but knowing he'd finally be getting what he wanted made him spit in both his hands and wrap it around the rubber cock. His hands pulled and twisted around it, taking pleasure in the way your nails scratched his scalp. 

“Good boy” you cooed in response to him taking you all the way in his mouth. His eagerness showed in the way he sucked you; fast and sloppy. Spit dripped from the sides of his mouth, and the sounds of his moans mixed in with gags filled your ears. And as his eyes remained on yours, you couldn't help but wish that the dick attached to you was real. Maybe someone could magic it or something. You'd ask later. 

His breathing was heavy when he finally came off you, not even bothering to wipe the spit on his chin. “Come on! I'm ready!” he whined. “Please fuck me. Haven't I been doing good?”. He moved so he was on his hands and knees, eyes on the camera. “I really really need it”. 

Who were you to deny him?

Especially when he was so cute. 

You kneeled behind him, your hands finding his hips and pulling him close. Inpatient, Johnny reached around to grab your cock and line it up with his entrance. “Johnny, did you ask?”. When he let out a whine, you laughed and squeezed his hips. “I'm just kidding, baby. Go on and don't hurt yourself”. 

Johnny only heard the first part. 

He pushed himself back, forcing himself to take all of you in one thrust. “What'd I just say?!”, he hadn't even heard you scolding him. His moan, which was borderline a scream, was far too loud. You rolled your eyes, watching as he fell to chest. “What an unfortunate consequence that didn't need to happen”. 

“I'm okay” he assured you once his breathing was back to normal. “Can you start moving please? I'm sorry”. 

“Sorry again?” You massaged his hips softly, wanting to offer him a relaxing touch. “You know what? I don't wanna hear anymore apologies, okay? Not even sure I wanna talk to you after how stubborn you've been”. You moved your hips slowly, letting him adjust. “Just talk to the camera. Think you can handle that?”. 

“Yes mommy. Feels so good already” he sighed, the pain leaving his body. “Think I'm close already” he told the camera, “her fingers felt so good. Can I cum again after this? Please?” he turned his head to look at you, earning a slap to one of his ass cheeks, making him groan. 

“Two simple rules Johnny. Talk and look at the camera”

“I'm sorry- FUCK!”

The apology died on his tongue when he felt you pull all the way out then slam back into him. It hurt like hell, but the pleasure it brought him was more intense. His eyes returned back to the perverted camera, but your thrusts remained the same - pulling out slowly then slamming your cock back inside him. 

Once, twice, a few more times later and he felt the knot inside him unravel, cum painting the sheets under him. 

He couldn't cum once and be satisfied, no. His balls still felt full. You still felt too good inside him. But in the same breath, he didn't want you to think he was misbehaving again and be upset with him. 

“Something wrong, baby?” You asked, noticing the tension in his shoulders. You placed a kiss to one, “you feel okay?”. He mumbled some lie about being tired, but you could see straight through it. “Tell me what's on your mind”. 

Johnny, the guy who was known to take hardly anything serious, had the softest sounding voice when he finally asked “are you really mad at me?”. 

You shook your head before placing another kiss on his shoulder, then pecking him on the lips. “I'm not mad at you, babe. You think I'm actually upset with you?”. 

“I wanna cum again… but I didn't wanna ask if you were mad at me”. 

“You wanna cum again?” You asked with a chuckle. Your fingers found one of his nipples, twisting it with your pointer and thumb. Maybe he felt particularly sensitive because of all that was going on in life. Or maybe you were being a bit too harsh. Maybe both. Either way, you could make him feel better. 

Your lips found his, initiating a sloppy open mouth kiss, while your other hand moved from his hips to his other pec. 

Your tongue explored his mouth, swallowing his moans as you started thrusting in him again. This time, you gave him exactly what he wanted. 

Your chest laid against his, letting you be closer to him while you fucked into him, your pace much faster than it was before. “Just- ah! L-like that! Right there!” his moans came out loud and he did nothing to silence them. 

He could feel that special spot inside him being hit repeatedly. He could feel your hands squeeze his pecs and your lips attacking his neck. Everything felt amazing. He wrapped his hand around the tip of cock, making him fuck his hand with every thrust you gave to him. 

“Oh fuck! Mommy!”. 

He imagined himself fisting his cock while watching the video back, and that excited him more. Then there was the thought that other people would get off to this… 

He was such an attention whore. 

“Mommy! Yes!” his chest heaved, feeling himself getting close again. “I love mommy's cock!”. 

His eyes rolled back when he felt you lick a stripe up his neck where you sucked and bit marks into his skin, “yeah?”. 

“Yesyesyes! Fuck! Ah! Mommy fucks my pussy so good! So fucking good! I'm gonna cum again! Gonna make another mess!”. 

The pressure kept building and building until finally it collapsed. He let out a cry, followed by ropes of cum joining his previous orgasm under him. 

You slowed inside him, capturing his lips in another kiss. This one slower and patient. “My good boy” you whispered against his lips. “I bet you look very pretty on camera”. 

Johnny chuckled then pecked your lips, his pleasure being replaced by exhaustion. “You think that was good?”. 

“I think it was perfect”

[roselyn-writing]

Can you please do a thingy where kaui hanzo lao and Liu have a pregnant wife. But the wife has a really high risk pregnancy and can barley leave the bed most days?

Sure thing! ❤️

A/N: First time writing something like this, especially something include illness!

Hanzo Hasashi 🔥

Hanzo is very happy when he knew that his wife is pregnant, he is over the moon when he knew about it. He plans for everything, the baby nursery, safe places for the baby away from training dojos, etc.

But one thing made him worry, that is high-risk pregnancy due to health conditions such as being overweight while pregnant and that is normal, but he decided to help his wife with it, such as making nutritious food, and making sure she drinks a lot of water, until she has a normal pregnancy without high risks or anything similar. Until she began to walk around the temple because it hurts her back when she is pregnant and staying in bed, he made sure that she doesn’t tire herself or carry things around so that she won’t hurt herself or the baby!

“Arigato for helping me~ Boo~” She mused, then she kissed his lips.

Kuai Liang ❄️

Same as Hanzo, Kuai was wildly delighted, He was on cloud nine when he heard it from his wife's mouth, and he started to read books about parenting. Planning for a nursery for the kids, safe places for them, etc.

But he is concerned now after he knew that his wife is having high-risk pregnancy problems like nutritional deficiency due to his wife eating unhealthy food like fast food, sugary foods, and unpasteurised dairy products. And, other pregnancy cravings.

Kuai was furious at his wife for eating carelessly while pregnant, he threw all the unhealthy foods in the trash bin, He started to make his wife healthy food because he couldn’t trust her after eating junk food as a silly excuse for “pregnancy cravings”.

The day after throwing the junk food, his wife started to have trouble leaving the bed, due to nutritional deficiency, he made her healthy, nutritious food, making tea for her, and making sure she drinks water. After 2 weeks.

She started to recover from it, and she can walk now, but Kuai is still looking after her, he is still concerned that she will eat junk food again, carry heavy things, or do things that are herself.

“Thank you for helping me! love~” She thanked then she pressed a kiss to his lips.

Liu Kang 🔥

Same as the prior men, Liu is Pleased to hear that he is going to have an heir, carrying his name and his legacy. Continuing to protect their home world from otherworldly dangers. But happiness was short-lived when he heard that his wife is having a Pre-existing health condition; like high blood pressure, due to genetic reasons. It got hard at first when his pregnant wife was having trouble leaving the bed or doing her daily activities. So he decided to read about high blood pressure and how to treat it, and he came to several solutions, most important ones are cutting down on salt, doing regular physical activity, taking medicines as described, and having a healthy balanced diet.

He told his wife of these solutions, she nodded and she is working on it, after a while, things started to change for the better. His wife can leave the bed, walk, and do her daily activities! She is thankful to Liu for helping her.

Kung Lao ��

For years Kung Lao thought he wouldn’t have a girlfriend or a wife, but now he has one and she is pregnant too! He is happy as any other man whose wife is expecting a child! But his happiness didn’t last because of the high-risk pregnancy that his wife suffers from, she barely leave the bed most days due to it. Kung Lao started to do his research on high-risk pregnancy, his research didn’t help much but he decided to call the doctor, the doctor arrived and examined his wife, He told Kung Lao that she is having a high-risk of pregnancy and that she needs to change her lifestyle and take meds. Kung Lao listened carefully to the doctor and started to work on it with his wife.

At first it was exhausting for both, but after keep on doing what the doctor told them, things are getting better for them, his wife can leave the bed now and doing her daily things.

“Thanks Lao! For.. helping me~” his wife thanked him, then she kissed him.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

If you don't mind can I request any yandere you want and see reader in a wedding dress they thought reader was planning a marriage turn out she just like the dress

A/N: BAHAHAHAA this is so funny. Yes of course, im *assuming* you are referring to the MK guys? Just send in another request if not😭😭

Characters: MK1 Johnny Cage, MK11 Kung Lao and MK11 Erron Black as a wild card lol.

Warnings: buffoonery and Johnny Carlton 😖

Requests: always open 24/7

Masterlist

Johnny ca(needs to be arrested asap)ge

Oh boy…why did you have to get this man started?? I'm going to assume you just thrifted a pretty white dress, not realizing it was a wedding dress in the impulsivity of the buy.

When you got back home to try it on, it unexpectedly fit like a glove. Accentuating every nice thing about your body. The lace and embroidered rhinestones made everything just 100 times better. A gorgeous glam dress that you’re sure Johnny would love just as much as you do.

Excited, you waited by the front door for his arrival to show off your new purchase.

Immediately he froze at the doorstep, the sight of you in this little git up took him aback.

You stuck a cute pose and did a full body spin to show him every detail, egarly asking him what he thought.

“Ta-Daaaaa! So, what do ya think? I picked it out at the charity shop down the street. I figured it’d be perfect for a special occasion..”

Girl you are so damn foolish😩 that man is going feral now

Johnny had been playing his obsession very cool this entire time. Only maybe slipping up once but now…???

That “special occasion” is obviously the day you’ll become his wife. What day is more special than that?! He’s so happy that you initiated this first. He’s been wanting to make you his forever since he’s met you and obviously you feel the same way too.

See, you’re perfect for each other! He knew you were the one. Only a bit sad he didn’t realize your feelings sooner or else he would’ve taken you to Vegas months ago.

“When I gave you my credit card to get something nice I didn’t expect for you to buy a wedding dress. I’m not complaining tho~ it was only a matter of time until it happened.”

….what?

You had looked back down at your dress and realized that it did look oddly similar to one…but that was just a coincidence.

You explained to him that no, it wasn’t supposed to be a wedding dress. You had picked it up because of the detailing, you figured it’d be perfect for the next red carpet.

Ohhhhh he sees what you’re doing here. You’re playing dumb, this was only a hint that you wanted him to claim you. He’ll promptly propose. It’s the traditional way of doing things. ;)

You reiterated again, more seriously this time that this was only a dress for his red carpet. Honestly more of an impulse buy if anything. You hadn’t realized what the dress actually was. It was far too soon to get married and you wasn’t even certain if Johnny was who you wanted to be with in the long run.

His vision of you walking down the isle in that snatched, sexy little dress was shattered… for a mere moment he became overwhelmed with sadness. Wha— what do you mean that you’re not sure you want to marry him? Who else would you marry in place of him? You’ve been planning to leave him, haven’t you?..

Quickly that sorrow turned to anger and a side of Johnny you’ve never seen came out to bite.

His eyes were narrow and sinister as he peered down at you, over his expensive sunglasses. His voice was low yet venomously brash.

“Sweetheart—“

“You don’t get to play silly little games like this and get my hopes up for nothing. We’re getting married, there’s no other option better than me. And if you think for a second that you’re going to leave me—heh—-I’ll make your life agonizing.”

Oh..

It wasn’t long after, that he held you down and shoved a ring on your finger…ahem romantically proposed and you were eloped with an insane contractual agreement.

Poor thing…use critical judgment next time you’re out shopping.

Kung lao

You were out at the markets getting some groceries and household items. Normally Kung Lao would accompany you, but after much negotiation, he decided to let you go out alone. He was well familiar with the shopkeepers and locals so there wasn’t much to worry about. And he didn’t fear you being hit on there as everyone in the town knew who you belonged to. Any man who was stupid enough to talk to you was a man who was certainly going to die.

Of course like any woman, after your necessities were brought, you decided to do a bit of window shopping of vendors that were in the area.

Nothing new or interesting caught your attention until an older woman pulled you into her store to show you her selection of dresses. They were all so gorgeously designed and hand crafted, they must’ve taken ages to make.

“I have something very special for you. I think this will make that man of yours very pleased.”

After searching through a few boxes, she found the one she was looking for and displayed it for you. The dress was a striking red with gold embellishments and pleats that were colorfully embroidered.

It was so well done that it almost appeared painted on. It’d kill you to have that dress, even trying it on would be a dream in itself. But sadly, you knew that anything at this level had to be exorbitant in price. There’s no way that you could afford, let alone justify paying for it.

Thanking the shop keeper and complimenting the dress, you shook your head and declined. Explaining to her that this purchase would make you struggle for a couple of months.

The old lady wouldn’t take no for an answer and pushed the box towards you.

“My dear, this one was made for you. I must let you have it, don’t worry about payment. Just make sure I get to see you in it.”

Shocked, you asked a couple of times if she was serious and she was very adamant about you taking it home with you. She winked at you and sent you on your way.

Excited, you rushed home and into your room. Entirely running past your boyfriend in the process to hurried try the dress on.

It was exactly your size. It was almost as if if was made exactly to your measurements. You spun around in the mirror a million times so happy to be able to own something so luxurious.

“Y/N? What’s going on in there?? Are you okay? You didn’t even greet me when you came in.”

Opening the bedroom door you surprised him with the dress.

“Can you believe it, Kung Lao? Some lady at the market gifted this to me. She said it was made for me and insisted that I take it home.”

Yeah…ummm

That “random” lady wasn’t so random. He’d been planning this moment for over a year. He took out half of his savings to purchase it and have it custom built for you. All of your favorite colors and style preferences were put into this. He told the lady that whenever she was finished with it, to give it to you the next time that she sees you.

It was a surprise seeing you in the dress though. He knew you’d look beautiful but not this damn good. All of the details brought out the best in yourself. It wasn’t form fitting as it was a traditional xiuhuefu but it still such a perfect fit on you. He was proud that did exceptionally well in designing this for you.

Acting dumb, he asked many questions like who the lady was and was you sure it was truly for free. So manipulative…

“I guess this is a sign of fate…that we are destined to be married soon.”

Ummmm….what?

You laughed and explained how it was just a traditional dress that you plan to wear at a festival or something. What was he talking about marriage? It’s just a pretty dress right??….right?

Girl—-

He explained that no, it was actually a traditional dress only worn by brides. —And that since you was not only “gifted” it, but that it fit you well must mean that you’re ready to be his bride.

“Oh…no…I had no idea, Lao. I just like the dress, I don’t wanna be married to you.”

Let me take a sip of my drink😪

Immediately his face scrunched up in anger and he backed you into the wall.

“You don’t wanna be married to me?! Don’t you know how much money I spent on this dress? Do you know how many hours that poor old lady spent on this, customizing everything for you? I even tried to make the experience receiving the dress special. And you don’t want to marry me?”

He harshly grabbed your chin and pulled your face closer to his

“You don’t get a choice in this, my precious flower. Any other girl would kill to even be noticed by the great Kung Lao..don’t be such a fool and make this difficult.”

Yeah..we’ll at least your wedding was absolutely massive and filled with tons of yummy foods.

Erron Black

(Yes I know Erron’s mom was crappy but for plot purposes please let’s pretend he lovvveeeed her okay.)

Erron had left you back at home while he took care of some business and agreed to let you go through the attic. It was very very old and cluttered and he couldn’t care less about what you did with most of the stuff. He hasn’t seen most of it since he was a much younger fella anyways.

He told you there might be a few old clothes that were his mothers and sisters and you were free to take anything you’d like. You're about their size anyhow and he’d rather them on you than to be rotting in a box any longer.

You made your way through tons of old nicnacks and relics, it took a few hours of searching to find any of his old childhood things since they were in the faaaar back.

Eventually you found a hefty box that read women’s name on it and brought it back downstairs.

Hats, blouses, skirts and accessories were all in there. Not much that you’d wear since they were all a little dated and too mature for you—but there was one thing that caught your eyes. Something wrapped in dainty floral wrapping paper and tied with a pretty bow.

……Erron did give you permission to open whatever you’d like so I’m sure this wouldn’t hurt him.

Upon carefully unwrapping the delicately wrapped piece, the most gorgeous vintage wedding dress was revealed. Yes it was rather dated like most of the clothes with big puffy sleeves and a high neckline for modesty. Kind of gaudy as well but still an eye catching design nonetheless.

You held it up to your body and it looked like it'd be a perfect fit. This isn’t too surprising, but it fit you rather well. You looked straight out of the 19th century but it was cute, you put your hair up really nice and added some of the accessories from the box to complete the look.

You strutted around the house and pretended to be some snobby rich woman on her wedding day.

“Why yes. The orderves were made by Frederic, the renowned chef and the silk table cloths were imported from across the seas….hohoho.”

In the middle of your play time, Erron walked in and saw you in the dress. He paused and observed you up and down. It seemed as though he was a bit upset by the sight of you.

Maybe it was the wrong choice to put on this dress of all things. This was probably the one thing that was unspokenly off limits.

You quickly try to deescalate the situation and explain yourself. That you just thought the dress was pretty and you wanted to fool around in it. That you didn’t think much of it or that he’d be home so soon.

“I’m not mad, y/n. For a second I got a glimpse of my ma again. This dress is perfect on you.”

You twirled around in place and asked him if he truly thought so.

“I’m as honest as I’d ever be right now. What do you say we go down to the chapel right now?”

Thinking he wasn’t being serious, you laughed and began to take the dress off

“You’re not the marrying type, Erron.”

His demeanor turned from a sentimental bliss to a pissed off cowboy in seconds.

What did you mean he’s not the marrying type? He ain’t no saint but he’s been good to you and planned on being so for a long while.

“What did you mean by that, darlin?”

He stared straight and menacingly at you with his drawing hand on his holster. Your next words better be catious.

“N-nothing. Just figured you weren’t into the marriage thing because neither am I. That’s all.”

That’s all? You think you can just wear his deceased mothers wedding gown without any plans of commitment.

He suddenly pulled out his pistol out of his holster causing you to flinch. He didn’t point it at you but he inspected it before putting in a cartridge that was stored on his other hip.

“Dear, I know I ain’t no romantic but if you think for a second I’d let you walk out of this relationship alive…you must be one dumb broad.”

A chilling smile plastered his face as he pointed it towards you

“So what do ya say? You going to come down to the chapel with me or go have tea with the queen in purgatory? …your choice.”

Of course you had to say yes. That proposal was so…romantic? Hey, at least the priest down at the old chapel prayed over your soul and gave you a cross if you so ever shall need it dealing with a devil like him.

[antennaed-kenzy]

Nightmare on Christmas [Itoshi Sae]

❄ Itoshi Sae x f! reader

❄ notes: not proofread, 18+, kissing, blood, peeling,

❄ Day eight of the Christmas Series.

❄ Extras: Work count 1.6k words The eight day of the twelve days of Christmas with someone who had my kid. Masterlist of series

waking up to the sound of a lovely voice to mask the fears in your sleep. Fears of not being able to save her again and again.

Blood dripping from her nose stains the white snow. She stood still, letting the blood glide from her nose falling where it was necessary. Sae watches not able to run to his wife and help her, cover the imperfection, and heal it right up.

“Help me, Sae.” She speaks in a monotone voice. 

Does she want help? Is she being real? Is she real?

Sae tried to move his feet, trying to move his legs that were being covered by the snow. He tried to reach out to his wife and help her. He tried to speak, but nothing came out of his throat. He opened his mouth and he could not. He tried to move any muscle in his body, but nothing moved. 

The only thing beating was his heart. The feeling of it being broken down the bites and ashes. 

“Sae, save me!” She cried out even louder. Her feet picked up through the thick snow. Her nose rushing blood. “Save me, Sae!” Her eyes glisten from water wanting to break down. “Sae!” 

Bloodstained every surrounding it touched. She called out his name louder, cries down her cheeks, her voice straining and cracking. The white snow had turned red, red from her. Not the kind of red that reminds you of love– no the kind of red that reminds you of hate, of death, of dying.

“Honey are you ok?!” 

Sae shots of from bed in a cold sweat. His eyes follow the sound of the voice. {Y/n} and their daughter Yumekui greeted him with a morning smile. 

“Honey, are you ok? You are sweating?” {Y/n} repeats giving her husband a worrying smile. 

The daughter Yumekui jumps on the bed in glee, “Guess what me and mommy did, Daddy?” 

Sae grabs his daughter placing her in his lap. “What did you and Mommy do?” He asked her with an intriguing tone. 

“We made cookies!” The daughter giggles. 

Sae engulfs her daughter in a playful hug. “Are they good?” 

{Y/n} moves her husband's hair out of his face, and he looks at her with a doubtful smile. “They are good.” She speaks softly to him, speaking not to his face, but pressing through his heart, “Are you good?” That is what she wanted to say. 

“Can you go get me a few cookies then, Yumekui?” Sae placed his daughter on the floor and she ran out of the room to the kitchen. 

The female lays beside Sae on the edge of the bed. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist pulling her close so she didn’t fall off. They admire each other, looking deep within each other. 

“Sae~” {Y/n} sang his name, the melody itching his brain. “Did you not sleep well?” She asks combing her fingers through his messy dark burgundy hair. 

He softly nodded his head, watching her mess with his hair. The feeling made him calm from the nightmare. Even forgetting about it. 

“Remember,” She looked into her husband's eyes, “We have somewhere to be today.”

“Huh?” He hummed.

“The Christmas party today. We have them this whole week till Christmas Eve.” {Y/n} sat up from the bed, Sae's hands falling off her form. 

The male sits up on the bed. Their daughter enters the room with a sugar cookie the design of a Christmas tree. “Here Daddy!” She gave him the cookie, a grin of satisfaction spread on her face. 

Sae takes a bite of the cookie, his face lights up when the flavor comes in contact with his taste buds. “This is really good.”

{Y/n} kisses her husband's cheek, “Of course it is, we made it.” She lifts her daughter on her shoulder. The two females walk out of the room. Sae watches them until the door shuts behind his wife. 

Sae gets up from bed going to his closet to pick out clothes for the event he is going to with his wife and kid. She looks through the finds a nice dress shirt and suit pants. He didn’t want to try hard, it was for his wife and he was just a plus one. 

A while later the small family set out for the Christmas house party. Yumekui was in a cute red and green puffy Christmas dress, and {Y/n} was in a long green dress that hugged her curves perfectly.  

Sae was in the driver's seat. He wore a white dress shirt with dark green pants that matched his wife’s dress. They drop off their daughter with his play friends before they make it to their party. Sae drops off his wife and the entrance as he finds somewhere to park in a lot of many different cars. 

{Y/n} was already talking with some friends when Sae entered the place. He found a bar and sat down at the end wanting no one to talk to him for the night unless it was his wife. His sky-blue eyes scan the room. 

People were all dressed in dresses or suits of some form. It was a formal Christmas party for famous people in all types of demographics. There were directors, actors, singers, sports players, and his wife’s category artists. There were about 100 people around, and all of them seemed to be putting on a facade. 

Sae’s eyes found his wife. She was talking to someone who didn’t seem an ounce interested in what she was saying. His heart went out to her, seeing she wanted to leave the conversation but was stuck where she was not wanting to seem like a bitch. 

After watching her with the person for a while they walked away. {Y/n} sighed letting out a huff of air she didn’t know she was holding in. 

The women around his wife were pretty and captivating, but she stuck out from the crowd. Her body language spoke values in a crowd, her actions were sincere. To Sae, she was an angel. 

“Sae!” A voice cried out for him. 

He whipped his head at the sound. Blood splashing the snow the same color. Her face, his wife’s face was being ripped off by herself. A lump in his throat as he tried to call out for her.

“Sae, save me!” {Y/n} cried, her hands covering her bloody face. “I don’t want to look like this!” She cried, tears falling on the bloody snow. 

The dark burgundy-haired male tried to move from his spot but he was bound to the ground. She cried out for him, her face bloody and eyes watery. 

Sae tried to move his legs in the snow, but chains were pulling him down. He saw his wife bleed and plead for his help. Yet he was helpless not being able to move, not able to reach out and grab his wife in a hug to comfort her. 

“I wanna crawl out of his body, Sae.” “I wanna change, Sae.” “I don’t wanna be like this anymore. Sae.”

“Sae?” A calming voice echoed through his head. 

“Sae?” There it was again.

He looked around, though it was only the two of them. 

“Sae? Wake up,” The voice got quieter. 

He opened his eyes. ‘It was a dream.’ Sae looked around the room. His wife was next to him, a panicked expression on her face. Whipping off the tears on her face he sat up beside her. 

“Sae, have you been having nightmares?” She questions him, grabbing his hand from her face. 

He didn’t say anything, he didn’t want to say anything, but the look in his eyes said all she needed to know. 

“Talk to me about it. What have they been about?” She propped herself on her knees, facing him head-on. “I’m your wife, you married me. I want to know what is going on with my husband. Even in his sleep”

“They have been about you.” He stated.

{Y/n} was taken aback but let him continue. “We stand in the snow, you are across from me, your face bleeds– well your nose bleeds, you peel off your face, you hold your body piercing your fingers in deep in your skin. You stain the snow with your blood. I stand away from you as you cry out. I can not move, I cannot help you. I stand useless as you cry out for me, wanting to be saved though you cause yourself pain.”

Without another word from his mouth, {Y/n} wraps her arms around her husband. Hugging and holding him tight, not letting go, not letting him move away. “I’m so sorry, Sae.”

He kisses the top of her head. “I know why you do what you do in my dreams. Every time we get in the car from an event of yours. You always mumble to yourself. Take how you want to change your body. Talking how you wish to look like the other woman there.” He pulled away from the hug, looking his wife dead in her [e/c] eyes. “You are perfect in my eyes. I married you for a reason and I wish for it to stay that way in every universe, every time we are reincarnated I wish to be in your arms, hold you, and show you the world.”

“Sae,” Her [e/c] eyes start to tear up as she looks at her husband, love in their eyes toward each other. 

“I want to spend Christmas with you, not going to their party where people shun you away. I see how they talk to you, uninterested. When you are the most interesting person I know.”

“I love you, {Y/n}. I don’t want you to change.” 

a/n: this was supposed to be longer, but I'm behind and im actually going to jump. ;)>