#Mortal Kombat: Earthrealm Protectors

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I wanted to post these before the new game came out but alas my energy these last few days has been low.

Anyways, enjoy some Lin Kuei :3

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HELP I MADE SOMETHING SO FUNNY

SO I’LL PROVIDE SOME CONTEXT LATER BUT THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN SMOKE MEETS DROPLET IN MK: EP

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Raiden // God of Thunder mk1

[cienie-isengardu]

Sub Zero: I've learned your secrets. Have the others?

Sub Zero: If your subjects learn your secret --

Tanya: "I almost lost Mileena because of you." Sub Zero: "Mileena? Shouldn't you call her Empress?"

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Mortal Kombat verse is finally up!

[thy-lover]

"YOU'LL LOVE ME IF I SAY YOU CAN" - Mortal Kombat Characters.

SUMMARY - Mortal Kombat Characters are Fuck Buddies with the Reader(Gender Neutral and Slightly a Villain) who is their ENEMY, In a Brief Moment of Clarity They Realize What They've Done....for the Millionth time

CHARACTERS - Shao Kahn, Johnny Cage, Scorpion, Sub-Zero, Noob Saibot, Jax, Kano, Baraka

WARNINGS - Minors Do Not Interact, Sexually Explicit Descriptions, Foul Language, Spousal Manipulation, What Could Be Considered as Phone Sex, Death Threats

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𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔬 𝔨𝔞𝔥𝔫 -

➺ There he sat, on the side of his bed with but a thin white blanket across his lap covering his Manhood. Scratches alongside his back, across his arms, as if he's been clawed at by a wild animal.

➺ Half Moon fingernail prints on the side of his thighs, and bites along his neck. A spent cock between his thighs.

➺ Maybe it was the Sex, maybe it was seeing you walk into the Palace without a care in the world. Spitting on his concubines knowing you could play the great Shao Kahn for a fuckin fiddle. Yeah, it was the sex.

➺ It was the Romanticization of spearing his cock into the enemy that prevented him from taking your head and placing it on a pike. It was the way you fucked him, you fucked him, that made him want more. You were wild, fighting him, testing his restraint, or perhaps encouraging no restraint whatsoever.

➺ Only You. A "Pathetic" Earthrealmer who was a part of the Special Forces and Part Time Leader of a Secret Organization that wished to demolish Outworld. Could make him cum like you did. Not Sindel, not anyone, no one could force him to cum over and over like you.

➺ He was Outworlds Protector...wasn't he? Could he fool himself into believing crawling on top of you every night and fucking you till he could fuck no more, was in a way saving Outworld by possibly preventing the inevitable? No, he couldn't. He could only do as the bad guy does and pretend like this was part of the plan. Like he was the one using you.

➺ Even more so, as you stood up from the bed and began to clean yourself of the cum dripping down your legs and chest. Every time you stood up to leave he could see his handiwork. A fair share of bruises that he gave you from such animalistic sex. With his cum he marked you, with the bruise around your neck he claimed you, with that bite mark on your shoulder you were his. Damn anyone from his council who stood against it, damn anyone who found out. You were not his dirty secret you were his trophy.

➺ You looked fucked in such a delicious way of the term. When you put your clothes on and rearranged your appearance you all but smirked at him in the reflection of his mirror. Shao Kahn would never admit pain. He couldn't, he could never allow himself to be hurt not by you not by anyone. But every time you entered his lair, you hurt him with every kiss, it hurt him, broke him harder than any sword any scratch could ever.

➺ "See ya tomorrow." You said walking over to Shao Kahn and kissing his cheek. "Don't come back." Shao Kahn said not moving to kiss you, how many times had he said that very phrase? "I do what I want. If you don't want me coming back here to fuck you, then I'll come back here to take your throne."

➺ "I loved you....I love you....I'll kill to have you, I'll konquer the world to keep you."

𝔧𝔬𝔥𝔫𝔫𝔶 𝔠𝔞𝔤𝔢 -

➺ Hollywood has always been known to do some sketchy shit but this took the cake. He had sex, or he was having sex or he's been having sex with the same asshole that wiped out half of the Special Forces and damn near killed his own Daughter.

➺ This is why Johnny is laying in this lousy motel room, in fuck knows where. Naked a cigarette hanging from his lips, shit he didn't even smoke! Laying in this bed his eyes subconsciously searching for a blanket to cover his Manhood but to no avail.

➺ Why you? How could you have this power over Johnny Cage? The man who was never that sensible but never in the right mind betrays his friends by sleeping with the enemy.

➺ Even if there were a blanket his mind was too busy forcing his eyes to look back at the doorway where you stood naked staring at your reflection and wiping his cum off your body before slowly getting dressed.

➺ sometimes Johnny wanted to know why he was even here, there wasn't even really a solid reason why every night he snuck around paparazzi, and lied to Cassie and everyone who ever cared for him about where he was going on every night.

➺ But every time he got an anonymous call on his cell and every time he answered and heard your beautiful voice, he would bite his lip, palm his cock through his pants and write down the address to the new hotel to meet at.

➺ All he knew was that when you push him against the door, kiss down his neck. When he grabs your hips. When you push him on the bed and ride him like you'd die tomorrow, was secretly what he lived for.

➺ You made him lose control, you made him bury his head in the pillows like a virgin who's never been fucked, and you made him howl so loud the people next door banged their fists against the wall.

➺ You leave the bathroom and stand next to Johnny, your hand trailing from his calf to his inner thigh, so terribly close to his spent cock that he was so close to being hard again "Buh-bye Johnny boy, I'll be seeing you." You teased. "When?" Johnny asked his head low in shame. Your hands squeezed his thigh, embedding your nails in the muscular flesh "Whenever I fuckin want to."

➺ "I need you....even if you can't be mine."

𝔰𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔭𝔦𝔬𝔫 -

➺ You were his wife's killer...well not exactly actually, you just helped Quan Chi. By selling out the whereabouts of his wife all for a pretty sack of gold which made you smile when Quan Chi handed it to you. You sat upon a hill, tossing the gold sack in your hand, watching the Shirai Ryu burn.

➺ You were supposed to be dead, as dead as his dead wife, he would have made sure of that. Scorpion would have bought front-row tickets to see you roasting in the Netherrealm, but that wasn't the case.

➺ Instead of watching life drain from your eyes, he watched you sit up on the Shikifuton, your lips swollen, your eyes weary and dark. Instead of seeing your skin burn by the Netherrealm flame, he watched your skin currently flush a light pink, you were nude, bare for him. And he was nude, bare for you.

➺ Every night he prayed that whatever elder god who cared for him would cover his dead wife's eyes so that when he joined her in the death, he would not have to experience Harumi's shameful gaze. So that his dead children would not turn their backs to their father.

➺ He wouldn't blame them if they did. How could he? He wouldn't feel so guilty if he had the strength to kill you. But to raise his hands to you would feel wrong....he would feel like he was hurting his lover. But you were not his lover so how could he feel guilty for killing you? There was no love when you entered his home every night.

➺ You did not come into his home to love or make love with him. You came to his home to fuck your brains out. To pin him down, to play with his cock till his cum coated his stomach. To engage in the dirtiest sex and do things Harumi dared not to.

➺ Even now as you stood up, your legs shaking ever so slightly, cum dripping down them, his cum. Every night after you had your fun, he wanted you on your stomach face buried in the pillows fucking you till he came in you more times than he could count. He fooled himself into believing if he did that he would have power over you, but he was wrong. His real purpose for doing that was to claim you as his, though that's what you let him think.

➺ How much lust could you get out of pleasure, before that lust and that pleasure turn to guilt and shame? How could he lie to himself and say that this was the way to gain power over you? Every time that he spilled his seed within you was a bitter deep betrayal to the Shirai Ryu.

➺ When you gave him a dissatisfied glance, not because you were displeased by his performance, as a matter of fact, he gets better at fucking you every night you come back, but dissatisfied because you could hear his thoughts. Not his thoughts about Harumi or his child, no you knew about that so fuck that noise, no you're talking about the thoughts he didn't want to admit the thoughts that made you annoyed "Bye." You said coldly, he hated that, he hated this, he hated you but he hated that blank tone most of all. He watched you leave not saying a word he couldn't bring himself to

➺ "I can change you into something that can be loved."

𝔰𝔲𝔟-𝔷𝔢𝔯𝔬

➺ You helped Quan Chi create his monster of a brother Noob Saibot. And something which isn't a secret not even now and not even then, was that your eyes now aimed to take the Lin Kuei

➺ Sub-Zero is the leader of this clan, he swore an oath to protect and serve the Lin Kuei, and should anything, anyone pose any kind of threat to the clan whatever that threat might be was to be exterminated. Unfortunately, he was the threat. Every time you decided to waltz into the Lin Kuei compound and were granted entrance you posed a threat. And every time you pulled him into your arms he became a threat. For his weakness for the pleasure you could provide put the Lin Keui in constant danger.

➺ He was so pathetic when he was in your arms. With every rough touch you set upon his body, came a guttural groan. You were feral to him. You were festering upon him like a flame. Burning him with every kiss.

➺ He was so....unused to this. A virgin when you first had him. He was unmarried and never married previously. Sex was never a thought in his mind and love came 5th in the Lin Kuei. In the Lin Kuei love was given to you by your parents, not a spouse or a lover.

➺ How could he allow something like this to go on, how could his weakness allow him to let the person who was partially responsible for turning his brother into a revenant take his virginity, and for the next few months allow you to continue this sexual relationship. For months now.

➺ At some point, he encountered his brother Noob Saibot and after the fight, while Noob was about to teleport away he taunted his brother on precisely how he had you first, and that you'd never be his.

➺ Perhaps the sibling rivalry was still there or maybe he was serious. Either way Sub-Zero made it a point to no longer hesitate when having sex with you. Learning all too quickly to fuck you like a pro. He should have killed you all those times you crawled through his window, pushing him against a nearby wall and biting his neck. He should have strangled you the moment you wrapped your own hands around his neck and squeezed it lightly. He should have froze you in time the moment your warm hand grabbed his cock.

➺ Sometimes he wishes you would have killed him to stop or prevent the inevitable shame he brought upon the Lin Kuei by loving a partner who did not love him or the Lin Kuei back. Instead wanted to help Frost take over.

➺ His hands held your hips far more gently than he should have and that began to piss you off. He held you with his eyes with adoration, the first and only body he knows more about than his own. Every scar, every mark, every blemish, and every bit of beauty he held in his hands when he touched you. You growled, grabbed his hand, and pushed them off you, in a swift movement you pushed off of him, Sub-Zero watched with blind fondness as you grabbed your clothes and threw them on "Just stop!" You shouted rushing to the door and slamming it shut behind you. Sub-Zero was lost in a puppy love sort of trance. Could he never love you? Could your heart and his pride never allow it?

➺ "Could you ever allow yourself to obsess over me, as I am obsessed with you?"

𝔫𝔬𝔬𝔟 𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔟𝔬𝔱/𝔟𝔦-𝔥𝔞𝔫 -

➺ He tried to resist your temptation. He tried for the sake of the Lin Kuei to resist you, you were named Quan Chi's Left Hand, often called The Temptor. However, this was different, at least it was different for Bi-Han. You saw the dark ideas that plagued his head, saw his thoughts, and used him against him.

➺ Bi-Han could resist no more. The Lin Kuei felt more like a trap than a clan as the days went on. Bi-Han felt no love and no support from his dead parents' memory or his clan members. He felt nothing but he felt you. He felt your beating heart against the back of his spine. He felt the hand that explored his abs, he felt the hand that wrapped around his cock pumping it with a tight fist.

➺ Bi-Han felt your lips against his neck biting and licking the wound, he heard the sweet whispers in your voice every time you told him to surrender. You told him to surrender his strength, surrender his loyalty to the Lin Kuei, and surrender his identity to your master Quan Chi. But before he surrendered all that, he should surrender himself to you.

➺ Before Bi-Han became Noob Saibot he was mad for you. You had Bi-Han at your feet. You were giving him this intense feeling of something that compensated for the lack of affection he was given. You turned his strength for the Lin Kuei against him. And in turn, gave him the strength to go AWOL on the Lin Kuei.

➺ During those days you knew where to find Bi-Han. He was in your bed for months. He was not exactly a virgin, he had some experience when he and another Lin Kuei member attempted to have sex but unfortunately only ended in both of them being scared out of their wits. You however showed him what you wanted and sometimes waited patiently for him to give it to you.

➺ All was fine for the few months he left your chambers until an encounter with a vengeful scorpion left him to fall into the abyss. And Quan Chi saw an opportunity to use his necromancy for an interesting pet project.

➺ Noob Saibot was born and he felt nothing. Except for an odd feeling in his chest when he saw you walk by alongside Quan Chi. Your eyes were empty, and it was as if Noob Saibot finally realized the game you played with his past self Bi-Han. You looked at him without interest. Like you got what you wanted from him and didn't care to have more. Didn't care for him. You got what you wanted Bi-Hans identity for Quan Chi so he could massacre The Shirai Ryu and pin it on Bi-Han.

➺ You were his enemy for all intents and purposes. Only he had not expected a sliver of Bi-Hans conscious to remain. At night when Noob Saibot attempted to meditate he could hear screams. Not screams of pain. And in the darkness of his imagination he watched himself and Saibot fuck you in his head. Saibot held you to him as Noob used you to chase his high.

➺ He craved you. He needed you to give in to him. He wanted to surrender to you as Bi-Han has. But now, now you've changed you see him as a nuisance and when he managed to catch you before a fight he asked that exact question "You avoid us. Death is unavoidable. So why try to fight it?" He asked twirling his scythe. "Bi-Han loved me because I manipulated him to do so. I sense something in your soul, something that feels something for me, that I did not put there intentionally."

➺ "Life could not dwell in my heart, so the image of you will do just as well."

𝔧𝔞𝔵 -

➺ An enemy of Sonya's was an enemy of his. That's what he told himself when he first met you. The moment your eyes landed on him there was a villainous smirk that crossed your lips. You were Kano's Mad Dog and Jax also hated Kano. Only Jax couldn't bring himself to hate you. Not when your lips looked so pretty on his cock.

➺ Why you? Why Kano's Mad Dog. The sex was just so good. There were days when Jax wanted to fuck you nice and proper, then there were days, usually after he found out the terrible deeds you've done on the news, where he just wanted to fuck you till you couldn't move.

➺ After Jacqui left the house, in came you. You saved him from the sad depressive loneliness that was his home. He put away the beer more than usual so that he was sober when you dropped by and when you eventually find the spare key he attempts to hide and enters his home, scaring him half to death when you enter his bed while he sleeps.

➺ He wakes up with you silently beside or on top of him. He knows what you want, before you even speak, which is usually good because he hates you and more often than not doesn't want you to say anything, as all you usually have to say is something cocky.

➺ After the fact he usually lays down staring at the ceiling with labored breathing, ashamed of what he had done. What if Sonya finds out? What if Jacqui finds out?

➺ Fortunately for you and unfortunately for him the moment you roll over and begin to play with his Manhood all his worries disappear if but for a short while. And his mind fills with thoughts of you. Of your body. Of your sweet voice praising him for giving it to you rough.

➺ With Vera he was always gentle with her, always asking her if he was doing too much, if she was comfortable in this position. He was always so...careful not wanting to hurt her. And Vera was always, always gentle with him. He made love with Vera. But with You, it was rough, it was harsh, you praised him for being almost brutal with his pace and growled at him when he even dared try to be all sweet soft, and loving. You were wild and he was in denial what an interesting match.

➺ When you left more often than not it was in silence because you were never good at goodbyes and you never cared if he had wanted you to say something anything to break the uncomfortable silence because, in the end, you got what you wanted from the Special Forces lap dog. And it always made you just a bit annoyed with him when he looked at you like...like that. Like you were fuckin Vera Incarnate.

➺ When you put on your clothes you sit on the bed. Jax sat on a small table in his room pouring a whiskey and finishing a cigar "You're acting like you expect something more from me." You said coldly. "I do. Y'know, you don't sneak into someone's house and fuck the owner every night if you don't feel something-" "I DON'T FEEL ANYTHING!" You shouted swiftly leaving his room in a flash.

➺ "You're an exotic animal that can't be tied down and won't let any too close. But everything can be tamed."

𝔨𝔞𝔫𝔬 -

➺ The Australian asshole was not new to being Devious and using sex to get what he wanted. He was much like you in a way, only compared to you, you at least had morals to the very least. Kano knew the weak were more susceptible to being used and the strong are most susceptible to abusing the weak he knew this and he lived by it in a silent sort of way.

➺ You were Red Dragon, he was Black Dragon, arch enemies. The only problem is that you both decided to go undercover as Special Forces agents at the same time. Tension grew between you too as you had to play the good neighbor policy not trying to blow your cover.

➺ Kano however was rather lazy with it. Special Forces were starting to look into him but luckily he began to get chummy with Sonya and Sonya was starting to like him during a meeting, You and Kano sat across from each other at the table listening to the debriefing Sonya was giving. Sonya was talking about the Red Dragon and Kano said something that nearly gave up your identity had you not kicked his leg so very hard under that table causing him to yelp.

➺ Let's just say that the very moment he realized your legs were in reach of his crotch had him getting a bit wild.

➺ What started as a game of very risque footsie led to him visiting your room in the barracks and leading you away. Once you defected from the Special Forces and left it wasn't long before Kano decided to do the same only foolishly entering a Mortal Kombat Tournament.

➺ A few days after Kano's initial freedom he sought you out, first as a peace treaty and almost immediately turning into sex as Kano was a rather insatiable man. He knew that no one in the Black Dragon would agree with this, hell, if he were any more foolish he would use this to his gain, killing you and taking over the Red Dragon. Only he liked it too much. He liked you too much and it began messing with his head.

➺ His urges began to become obsessed over you. You were dangerous, he liked dangerous. You fucked him like he would fuck someone who wasn't worth shit. You took your pleasure from him disregarding his needs.

➺ No. No, he couldn't blackmail you he couldn't hurt you. He needed you to satisfy him like only you do. He wasn't one to question why he was so desperately in need of you, he didn't ask why, or how, or what because he was fine with being obsessed with you he's fine. With it. You are his drug and he was perfectly fine with being addicted. No need to wonder or worry. What could anyone really expect Kano's unethical and morally incorrect.

➺ You pushed yourself up off the bar counter as the hard oak rubbed way too harshly on your bare back. Kano groaned and pulled his cock out of you, stumbling backward till he stumbled into a booth. You smirked and jumped off the bar picking up your clothes and walking about in the nude "You're pathetic." You say chugging a bottle of alcohol after. "Mhm. Same time tomorrow?" Kano asks slightly hopefully. "I'm busy. I'll be back whenever I decide to."

➺ "You'll be mine. I don't care what I have to do. I'll kill the special Forces just for you."

𝔟𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔨𝔞 -

➺ You wanted Tarkatans to die. You wanted to cleanse Outworld of them, why? Who knows, most say you just decided to pick the most sadistic pastime and that was to kill the Tarkatans. Others said you were hired by the Great Emperor Shao Kahn to kill the Tarkatans and hopefully Baraka at the same time for....downsizing.

➺ The first time the Fakas of the Tarkatans saw you was when you burned down one of his villages and he was helping his people escape. He saw your silhouette a shadow atop a hill standing there staring at the chaos. He dropped everything he was doing and ran towards the figure but when he got atop the hill no one was there except for this sweet scent that lingered in the air. It smelled like the exotic fruits of Outworld. It also smelled like Tarkatan blood.

➺ When he tracked you down all those days ago he had not expected to get beaten in Kombat and he certainly hadn't expected to find the person who was assaulting him to be so damn attractive and he sure as shit wasn't expecting to find himself harder than all the rocks in hell. When you straddle him during the fight to finish the job you certainly were not counting on whatever was snug between your warm thighs getting bigger with each movement.

➺ That was the initial start of this sexual relationship. You would sneak into the Tarkatans war camp, crawl under the tent flaps, and into bed with him where he would fuck you till the day after tomorrow.

➺ Every time you left his company after having him you were always left with at least 10 permanent scars along your lower back, hips, and thighs. What you did note was that he must have had a breeding kink or some such because by the end of it all he left quite the mess on you.

➺ Tarkatans were territorial so perhaps the first sign of his growing obsession for you was when he bit your neck permanently leaving his mark on your skin that told other Tarkatans you were his.

➺ The second time something was wrong was when he found you flirting with someone, naturally for the sake of gaining information, and when he spotted this he swiftly eliminated the person you attempted to fancy. This caused some wild hate sex that made Baraka growl to the moon and back.

➺ For all these days he gave into his lust for you, left low Morale to his people. They distrusted his leadership, believing he was being controlled by an earthrealmer slut, believing he lost his sense of honor as he had no wish to avenge the fallen Tarkatans that died by your hands. He fought a fellow challenger every day in an attempt to beat his loyalty out of them to which it partially worked. For every fight came another fuck at night. He wondered if he was doing the right thing as a leader....as the Fakas to the Tarkatans. But he couldn't resist you. You brought out the animal in him. Satisfied his lust. He needed you like he needed air.

➺ He attempted to hold you to him. To keep your body close. No matter how sweat-ridden the both of you were. He wanted to breathe in the sweet scent of your skin. Trail his long tongue along your thighs the next time he wakes up. Play with you till you begged him to fuck you. Mark your chest with his cum. But you still pulled away "You think I belong to you." You said. "Don't you? I've ruined you for another man, I spilled my seed in you every day." Baraka growled stroking his cock at the sight of you standing up, your body "Heh. You belong to me. You're mine. I will never be yours. Claim another and I'll bury you with them."

➺ "Don't you know a koin has two sides? I'll hurt you and whatever man or woman dare take you from me. I'll kill them."

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𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢: Hey y'all it's Leif here, hope you enjoyed this work! If you like it lemme know. Writing this I was listening to "FU in my head" by Cloudy June. I recommend listening to it while reading!

Gif Credits:

Shao Kahn gif by solidsmax

Johnny Cage gif by mortal-kombat11

Scorpion gif by mortal-kombat 11

Sub-Zero gif by hollywoods-star

Bi-Han from the movie Mortal Kombat gif by temporaryusername2015

Jax gif by thedestinysunknown

Kano gif by fortheloveofaminorcharacter

Baraka gif by raidentalfloss

Anime Cigarette Case by fly-me-to-the-moon

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Leverage - MK11 Self Insert Fiction

Lord Raiden, god of thunder and protector of Earthrealm, has betrayed a fatal weakness; one that the nefarious sorcerer Shang Tsung seeks to capitalize upon. A self-insert fic inspired by Mortal Kombat 11 featuring Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa as Shang Tsung, and Todd Dakins/Richard Epcar as Lord Raiden.

Characters: Lord Raiden (MK11), Shang Tsung (MK11), Female OC/Self-Insert

Chapter 1: Evening in Nara

It is late afternoon in the ancient Japanese capital of Nara when the clouds begin rolling in. There's a distant rumble of thunder, and in a secluded alley, far from the ancient temples of Todai-ji and Nigatsu-do, a lone tourist walks the stone pathways. It is Y/N, and she has just completed meditation among the blooming irises of one of Nara's oldest public gardens. As the first drops of rain begin to dampen her clothes, she quickens her pace, knowing her hotel is still a decent distance away.

Unbothered by the approaching rain, she smiles briefly at the rumbling storm clouds as one might an old friend. The supple curve of her neck and tilt of her jaw from this motion do not go unnoticed. Unbeknownst to Y/N, numerous eyes had been keeping her in their sights since her arrival. She continued on her way, heedless of the danger that had begun brewing in the shadows of the city, and ignorant of the observations of an old acquaintance.

It is said that the crack and roll of thunder is caused by the beating of numerous taiko drums in the heavens; an invocation and performance by the thunder god himself. He held many names: Indra, Zeus, and Taranis were just a few from across the globe. The Japanese had bestowed the titles of Kaminari, Raijin, and during this degenerate age, many had come to know him as Raiden. In truth, this storm was not his performance, but instead the subconscious apprehension of his heart, given form and sound in the roiling clouds that swept over the mountain peaks.

The thunder deity had been watching Y/N from afar, his eyes filled with an intensity that the approaching storm could not match. His eyes flash, and his grimace intensifies as he watches the woman weave around the primitive utility poles and take advantage of the rain-blocking eaves along her path. He knew her from his brief tenure with the American military during Outworld's previous invasion attempt. While he hadn't worked directly with her, her very presence had impressed him. The unmistakable aura of valor and courage that all of his Order of Light shared, had manifested in her. Though to him, this event seemed as recent as one might consider the life of a single stick of burning incense, Raiden knew for a mortal, it must've seemed ages past. This is why he had cautioned his brother so sincerely against involvement with mortal lives – The spark of interest she had kindled had left an indelible mark on his soul, but time had slipped effortlessly away without him realizing.

When it had come to blows, Fujin had rightfully pointed out his hypocrisy – Liu Kang and Kung Lao may as well have been his children the way that he lavished them with attention. That attention stretched time for him, slowing what should have been a moment, into years of training, camaraderie, and perhaps something akin to paternal love – at least that's what Fujin had alleged through a furious gale of blades. Raiden had called him a fool. In truth, he had been fighting with himself – his brother Fujin simply caught in the conflict. For especially now, such a title rightfully belonged to him.

The sight of her brought him back to that tumultuous argument. His heart ached at the memory, and his hands of flesh and bone tightened into fists. Originally created for the purpose of participating in Mortal Kombat, he had not intended this human body of his to remain for as long as it had. This body of his was simply a tool, he had lied. One that he would discard as soon as its usefulness had expired. That is what he had told himself lifetimes ago… Now this heart of his beat faster as he observed the scene below, his eyes never leaving Y/N's graceful form as she moved through the city.

One other gaze observed these motions with equal intensity, but unlike the distracted attentions of Lord Raiden, this stalking creature was fully aware that his quarry was under careful scrutiny. If he acted without proper caution, the game would be up before it had even begun.

The sorcerer Shang Tsung was never without his contingencies. Never found lacking in ways to slip the grasps of fate. And now as he enjoyed an extended reprieve from the beckoning of his master Shao Kahn, and the incessant meddling of Earthrealm's champion Liu Kang, he had detected an amusing inflection in the humors of the skies. One that, should he apply proper leverage to, might remove the most vexing of obstacles from his plans. Lord Raiden had fallen victim to his own hubris: He was in love.

[n3ptoonz]

'Surprise Me'

Pairing: Bodyguard!Raiden/Princess!Reader

Fandom: Mortal Kombat 1 (2023)

Warnings/tags: Smut! Fluff aspects, It's not crazy explicit because there's more of a romantic aspect here, but y'all get down. TRUST. Slight dirty talk. I hope the ending is alright I'm so bad at ending fics. Half proofread

Word count: 2.1k

Raiden is one of many official straw hat bodyguards for the royal family. Their identities halfway concealed by the way the hat was shaped made them unique to this family alone. He had specifically been assigned to you, who--when you first met as teenagers--on the outside seems like the perfect daughter. In turn, it's not like you were a delinquent, you were just more casual in the way you spoke and more relaxed when it came to royal affairs, in contrast to your sister, who was heir to the throne.

He was always a kindhearted soul. So brave and ready to give his life for the royal family at any given moment. Especially you. Ah, right, you always say he's allowed to call you by your first name whenever you're alone. He has kindly declined a few times, feeling that it would be disrespectful not only to you, but his role as your protector.

It was just after a tournament that you fought in, losing to the champion of Earthrealm, Kung Lao, fair and square. Earthrealm was now up by one over Outworld, but that could be subject to change in 100 years when the next tournament takes place. For now, you accepted your loss gracefully and asked to be excused.

You didn't actually have to use the bathroom, but instead calm down and clear your head on a short lap around the palace. Through your mind was running many thoughts, one of which included the bodyguard you've fallen in love with over the last century. As you excuse yourself and begin to walk down the hall, you could immediately sense it was Raiden quietly following behind you.

"Did my mother put you up to the task?" you asked, not even needing to turn your head to know it was him. Your tone was calm, with a hint of something more.

"Actually, I offered to follow behind you for your safety, Princess." he said, not missing a beat and without hesitation. He kept a safe distance from you as he walked with you, subtlety keeping an eye out for anything.

"You really didn't have to, and what did I say about using formalities with me?" you stopped in your tracks, quickly turning to see him slightly caught off guard by your abrupt stop.

"'Just call me by my name', I know, you've only told me everyday over the last century." he said playfully, a small smile on his lips.

"And yet, you still decline. Why?"

Raiden contemplates for a few moments, carefully choosing his next words to say, "It is my duty to serve and protect you from harm's way."

"Alright. Now your real answer." you crossed your arms, walking closer to him as you see the expression on his face change from your statement.

"I'm sorry?"

"As a royal protector, you are supposed to say things like that. But even when we are alone, you still refuse to do something so small that would make me happy." you paused in between sentences to gather more of your thoughts, looking him in the eyes. "Give me a real answer, Raiden."

"I don't want to risk becoming too comfortable using your first name. First it's your first name when we are alone, and then it could potentially slip in front of Empress Sindel-"

"Raiden."

"-There have already been many losses because of outward affairs in the last few years-"

"Raiden.."

"-I truly value our growing relationship and don't want to jeopardize-"

You grabbed his face and planted a savory kiss on his lips. Though, you may have gotten a little greedy and anxious at the same time, not knowing how to properly put your thoughts into words and just kept going. He didn't hesitate to kiss you back, yet his hands stuck at your sides as he didn't know where to place them. More like he didn't know if it was okay to grab your hips on instinct.

It really felt like time slowed down. Like the universe took a pause and let you have your moment. Little did you know, this was huge for Raiden. He had been in love with you since the day he was assigned to protect you. He couldn't believe that one dream he had was actually playing out almost exactly the same.

You slowly broke the kiss, getting a good look of his dazed face. You always thought he'd be a good kisser, but even for a man caught off guard he did a pretty solid job.

He blinked a couple times before focusing his gaze on your eyes. You dragged your palms down his arms, leading his hands to rest on your hips with a small chuckle. You truly adored him.

"You've trained at a young age to have the discipline you do now. What's the difference when it comes to me?" you asked, gently running your thumb over his cheekbone as you spoke softly.

"That's is the difference, Princess. All logic could go out of the window, and I won't know if I can control myself...That is my real answer." he replied truthfully and genuinely, laying his hand over yours that was occupying the left side of his face.

"Raiden, I give you full permission to speak and act freely around me whenever we are alone. I understand my duty and role as a princess of Outworld, but I'd like you to see us as equals."

You could tell he was really thinking about it, his mouth opening and closing in deep thought.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt to practice," he said, adding your name at the end of his sentence. You swear you could hear his heart beating louder at the simple gesture, but it made you smile ear to ear nonetheless.

"One more time?" you faked like you didn't hear him the first time, putting your hand behind your ear. You look over to him with the most playfully unamused expression ever.

He said your name again, this time with a flatter tone because of your antics.

"Hm...has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

"You are something else, P-" he paused catching your eyebrow raising at him almost addressing you by your title again. He corrected himself, repeating your name clearly.

There were faint voices ascending down the hall, which the both of you assumed there were guards patrolling this part of the palace. You quickly shuffled into a nearby closet together that had little space. The good part is it was barely in use since it was too small to really hold the things the family held in high regard. There was just enough space to breathe in and out, but that's about it.

"Are you okay?" he whispered, searching for your face in the darkness of the room.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" you whispered back, leaning up towards his ear, causing him to shudder. He could already feel you smirking from the tone of your voice.

He chuckles softly. "Careful," he said your name in warning, "You'd be surprised with how much can get done with very little space." His tone was quiet, but loud and clear.

The light from the outside shined through the crack of the door right onto his facial features. It peered right onto the side of his face and reflecting off his eyes that were solely focused on you. Though you couldn't fully see it, you could fully tell he was just about ready to show you what he meant by that.

"Surprise me." you said, closing the distance between you two. This time it was quicker to grow more passionate and intentional, your arms wrapped around his neck and his hands roaming your body freely.

Raiden softly groaned upon finally being able to act and do as he pleases. He holds you and the royal family with the utmost respect and dignity, obviously, but there was just something about being able to touch you like this that sent him into overdrive.

His hands glided down your hips to the hem of your pants, searching the for the fabric of where your underwear would be. He broke the kiss and looked down, almost in disbelief at what this could possibly mean.

"Are you...?" he whispered in question.

"Not wearing underwear? ...Nope." you had a cheeky smile on your face, watching as he tried to use every fiber in his body to control himself.

"You wanted this to happen, didn't you?" he backed you against the wall, sliding your pants off as he never broke eye contact. The pit of your stomach felt like it was fluttering from how fast he took charge. Any other time he was at your beck and call, ready to complete any and all commands with a smile on his face. But now? That same man was silently challenging you, and you were here for it.

"You hoped that I'd follow after you so you can have me all to yourself. That one day you'd be able to break me and get me to tell you just how long I've dreamed about keeping you silent while I..."

Your shaky sighs interrupted him. Before you even realized it you were already half bare before him, knees slightly bent while he stood over you. It was trippy to see such a kind face utter such dirty words that grind your gears like a well oiled machine.

He carefully lifted you in his arms so you could straddle him. You gasped at how easy it seemed to him, and even through the darkness, his eyes followed suit. His already dark eyes appeared even darker, if that was possible.

"We're going to see who's saying whose name by the time we leave this closet," he stated, adding your name at the end with a sensual whisper. The second, and I mean the very second he slid inside, it already began to become a challenge to not make any noise. It felt like he was perfectly molded just for you, which made it even more difficult.

"Damn it-" you buried your face in his shoulder in attempt to muffle your awaited moans, clinging to his body in desperation.

You almost want to purposely wait it out to see if he'd say your name first. However, the way he was filling you up was making you want to forget your competitive nature entirely.

Honestly that's why he said that. He knows you never back down from a fight or challenge, so what would be different about this? He thought.

The way he thrusted back and forth should be a crime. Just what was he so skilled for?! He had you bouncing on him like it was going out of style.

"I'm- I think I'm close-" you said, your words muffled from you refusing to lift your head because you knew for a fact you wouldn't be able to contain yourself.

"Not...Not yet." his breaths were irregular and heavy. He pulled out and let you down, helping you stand since your legs felt like jelly. He figured it'd be easier to hold you if you faced the wall.

It's almost as if you read his mind, nearly stumbling over trying to quickly turn around and keep going.

"You've read my mind, Princess." he whispered, sliding back in with both arms wrapped around your waist while your cheek was directly on the wall.

You wanted to protest and call him out for cheating, but the sex was just too good to focus on the little things. Around this time it's like both of you were being brought to your climax faster from this position. He reveled in watching you push back against him just to get all of him. Both your thrusts stuttered and became messier by the second, and the signal inside both of you was ready to sound the alarm.

"Cum with me." he pleaded, quickly covering your mouth with one of his hands right as you came. Your cries were successfully shushed by his palm, letting you shake and finish as much as you needed to. He came right after you, shuddering and burying his face in your neck to quiet his own self. You both said each other's name at the same time. Shocker!

Moments after you both calmed down, he turned you back around and kissed you with such love and appreciation behind it.

"I love you so much." he whispered, resting his forehead against yours.

"I love you too. I guess we both lost that." you said, softly chuckling, "You surely have a way with words."

"I surprised you, didn't I?"

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a/n: it's finally here!! if you got this far, just know that smoke (smutty as hell), kenshi (smut, angst, and fluff), and sub zero (should be smut) are next (no particular order) I GOT IDEAS ALREADY🙏🏾 this isn't the last raiden fic i'll write, i just needed a warm up i promise!

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Meeting Fujin aka that time Droplet went to air jail.

Bonus:

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No spoilers but choices were made with the DLC huh?

[mi-dori]

☆Outworld's Beauty☆

●Prompt: In which you trained the earthrealm champions to fight in the tournament and Lord Liu Kang decides to bring you along; however, you saw the beauty of Outworld the minute you stepped out of the portal.

●Warnings: Nothing too explicit, just reader being a flirt.

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For countless years, Earthrealm and Outworld participated in a tournament called Mortal Kombat which was founded by Outworld's late Emperor, Jerrod and Earthrealm's protector, Lord Liu Kang. For many tournament, Earthrealm came out victorious because of the champions that fought hard and well to protect their realms. Earthrealm's power was respected by Outworld though there were some who wished to conquer Earthrealm.

Alas, the tournament was slowly approaching. Lord Liu Kang had chosen his fighters and his taste was...interesting to say the least. Johnny Cage, an actor, Kenshi Takahashi, a young man fighting to restore his clan's honor, Kung Lao, a farm boy who dreams big and Raiden, another farm who's contented with his life. Lord Liu Kang saw much potential within them all, and took them to the Wu Shi Academy to prepare and that is where they met the most interesting individual, you.

As a young child growing up, you visited the Academy and watched as the monks trained every day. As you grew older, Lord Liu Kang vouched for you and the monks took you in and trained you, thought you everything you needed to know. Of course those monks were ancient as they had all passed away, passing their teachings and skills onto you who was now the martial arts master of the Wu Shi Academy and also the teacher to the earthrealmers.

Training the earthrealmers required not too much work, as three out of four of them took their lessons seriously. Cage was the one who pushed your buttons. Despite all of that, Lord Liu Kang deemed them ready and as the final test came to pass, Raiden became the choosen one. He vowed to fight for earthrealm tirelessly and to honor your teachings and honor you as his teacher.

The trip to Outworld was quick yet it felt very tiring. As you all stepped out of the portal, your eyes landed on a woman in blue. Her beauty made her stand out among the others there. She looked rather elegant to say the least.

"Are those-Empress Sindel's daughters? Yes." Lord Liu Kang knew the question you were about to ask as he had noticed your gaze lingering on the younger daughter.

"Princess Mileena," he greeted, bowing and so did the rest of you. Mileena and Liu Kang exchanged small talk, introducing the blue one to be Kitana, her sister. Raiden looked at you, noticing how mesmerised you were by Kitana.

The princesses took you all to the Palace where the Empress awaits. You sat in the carriage with Liu Kang, Raiden and Mileena while the other three sat with Kitana. "Do you recognise everyone here, Raiden?" You asked, noticing the way he peeked out of the carriage.

"Yes I do but those beings..."

"The six arm beings are called Naknadans." Mileena answered for him. That was strange... you didn't remember the monks telling you about them.

It took a little while to reach the Palace. The royal guards escorted you all inside, to where the Empress and Princesses sat. Lord Liu Kang bowed, introducing everyone.

"And this is y/n l/n. The teacher to my champions." With a proud smile, Liu kang pointed to you. Sindel let out a pleased hum before Kitana spoke.

"I hope you've trained your warriors well, Y/n."

The way your name rolled off her tongue sounded like music to your ears. "I did. I am quite confident in Raiden, the champion choosen to fight."

"You seem nervous young man," Sindel stated.

"I'm a stranger in an unfamiliar land, here to compete against it's greatest fighters. Yes, I am nervous."

"As you should be." Sindel was quite confident in her champions as well. You wished Raiden good luck before stepping to the side. And so, the first round began. Raiden won without a sweat and so he did for the rest of the rounds. When he seemed to catch a hang of it, Sindel dismissed the tournament until tomorrow morning, inviting you all to the evening's banquet.

The banquet was astonishing, food and beverages were served like it was the oxygen needed to survive. Kung Lao stuffed his face like a pig, receiving disgusted glares from General Shao and his right hand.

You let out a tiring sigh, hearing Cage flirting with Kitana, though you couldn't blame him, you would've and will flirt with her as well. "You're ten thousand years old?!" He asked in shock.

"My, you certainly aged quite gracefully princess," you hummed, tasting the wine.

"Hey that's supposed to be my line!" Cage protested. With a wave of your hand, you dismissed Cage, noticing the way Kitana turned her attention to you.

"Well aren't you quite the charmer?"

"I have my ways with pretty ladies though I must say, pretty is an understatement when it comes to your beauty."

"Oh really now?" Kitana's interest in you spiked. 'How can someone who look so innocent be so damn charming?' She thought.

"Your beauty is ethereal princess." You sighed, a sly smiling carving your lips. Kitana let out a small chuckle.

"Thank you y/n. It truly means alot."

Cage watched with his mouth agape as you and Kitana threw flirty comments back and forth. This was supposed to be his thing not you yet he couldn't bring himself to stop you, not when you looked so happy talking to Kitana.

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You know I've always wonder if the characters meet with a teen reader (platonic relationship) who can control elements. They found her by accident and saw her like catching fish using her water bending.

(sorry if I disturbing you. Please do tell me anything if I broke a rule or something because I'm trying my best to find your rule book)

PS love your Mortal Kombat :3

Title: Little Elements

Summary: You are a teen Elemental who is just trying to survive and find your mom after a mysterious sorcerer abducts her and banishes you to Earthrealm. One day while you are trying to catch dinner, you are ambushed by random men who believe you are the one terrorizing Earthrealm.

Warnings: Teen!GN!Reader, Canon-Typical Violence

Word Count: 1,479

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What are you going to do? You can survive on your own, sure, but for how long? Who can you even ask for help? You don’t know anyone in this realm and from what you’ve been told, most Earthrealmers don’t even know about Outworld and its inhabitants. How can they help you find your way back, let alone your mom?

Your mom… right.

That bastard! As soon as you find him, he’s dead! You’ll make him pay for what he did to you and your mother. You’ll make him regret underestimating you and reducing your mother to nothing more than a puppet. When you find him you’ll… you’ll…

How will you find him though? You don’t even know his name. Thanks to him you are stranded in Earthrealm. You let out a frustrated sigh. You aren’t powerful enough to open a portable to get back to Outworld. Is there anyone here who is? How can you find them?

You angrily kick a rock and watch it tumble into the river in front of you as a wave of helplessness washes over you. You shake your head to clear it and take a calming breath. You’re no good to your mom if you’re frazzled and drained.

You’ll figure out a plan later, for now, you’ll focus on getting something to eat so you don’t starve to death before you can.

You stand at the bank of the river and let the sounds of nature calm you. The rushing of water downstream. The chirping of the birds’ morning song. The rustling of the wind passing through leaves. It’s almost enough to fool you into believing you are out for a recreational trek through the woods and not stranded all alone.

Raising your hands, you search for the ball of energy stored at the center of your chest and feel it unravel. It begins to spread across your chest, down your arms, and rest in your palms. You move your hands from left to right and watch as the river’s water swirls up into the air.

You parse through the water using your water bending to search for fish and wash them ashore. You are able to find three smallmouth basses and decide they are enough sustenance for today. You bend down to collect them when you feel the air suddenly become charged around you.

Whipping around, your eyes land on four men standing at the tree line. One of them shoots out his hand and a bolt of lightning comes flying toward you. You narrowly manage to dive out of the way and the bolt zaps the spot you were just in.

You feel heat erupt from your chest and plunge down your arms as flames engulf your hands.

“Who are you!?” You question as you take a defensive stance.

“Earthrealm’s Protectors.” The one wearing a razor-rimmed hat declares.

Before you have a chance to process this, another bolt of lightning is making its way to you. Unfortunately, this time you are unable to move out of the way fast enough and fall to the ground as your body shakes in pain.

After the shock subsides, you roll onto your hands and knees. Your breath is nothing but gasps as you try to get air into your lungs. How dare these people attack you unprovoked! Earthrealm’s Protectors? You aren’t doing anything harmful! All you are trying to do is get something to eat. What is their deal? It doesn't matter, you will return the favor of attacking first and asking questions later.

Resting both palms flat against the ground, you force energy through them and the ground begins to violently shake. The men are thrown off balance and it is just the distraction you need to execute an attack.

Throwing your hands out in quick succession, you send several fireballs hurling toward them. You watch as the four men jump around in an effort to dodge the onslaught.

“Now that wasn’t very nice, Hotshot.” One of them says while removing his sunglasses.

Your eyes roll as you scoff. “You’re one to talk. I can still feel the aftershocks from Sir Zaps-a-lot over there.”

“Sir Zaps-a-lot?” Asks the one wearing a… blindfold? Strange.

“Yes! He electrocuted me for no reason!”

“You appear to be no older than 14. Why are you here terrorizing Earthrealm?” Sir Zaps-a-lot asks.

You let out an exasperated sigh. “I’m 15, thank you very much. Also, how is fishing terrorizing anyone!? I was just trying to get something to eat and you attacked me completely unprovoked!”

“Unprovoked? You have been going around causing earthquakes, fires, floods, and tornados in highly populated areas. You have killed innocent Earthrealmers and destroyed many people’s homes and livelihoods! Yet you claim you are innocent?” Razorhead bellows.

“How… I-I can’t do that!”

“Um… listen, Hotshot. We just watched you fish without a fishing rod. Not to mention the fireballs and mini earthquake you used on us. You definitely can do that.” Explains Sunglasses.

“Exactly! Mini earthquake. I can’t make one powerful enough to destroy people’s homes like you’ve said.”

The men stare at you and from their expressions you can tell they don’t believe you.

“Seriously, it wasn’t me!”

“There are not too many others who possess powers like you here.” Mr. See-no-evil states.

How are your powers uncommon? Stupid powerless Earthrealmers!

“Whatever, that still doesn’t change the fact that I’m not strong enough to create earthquakes, floods, or tornados on a scale large enough to destroy homes. I’m still in training!”

“Training by who?” Sir Zaps-a-lot inquires.

“By my mo-”

Why didn’t you think of this sooner? You know someone who is powerful enough to cause damage on a scale these men speak of. Someone who is currently under the hypnosis of a deranged sorcerer. You have to find her!

“Where did these attacks take place?” You ask as you take a step forward.

“Wait a minute Hotshot, who is your trainer?”

“My mother.” You began to pace. “About a week ago, some crazy sorcerer came to our house. I-I think my mom knew him? I had seen him talking to her before. Anyway, the day he showed up at our house he was acting all crazy. T-Then he did some weird magic hypno stuff and put my mom under some sort of spell. She would only listen to him no matter what I did. She was basically his puppet. He opened a portal and forced me to Earthrealm so I wouldn’t get in the way of his plans. I bet he’s using her to do all of the stuff you said. That bastard!”

“Okay, okay, calm down. You said your mother was taken by the sorcerer?” Mr. See-no-evil walks forward, stopping a few feet away from you.

“Yes! I know you have a blindfold on, but do you also have earplugs?”

“There is no need to get testy.”

“Can it, Razorhead!”

“Pfft… Razorhead.” Sunglasses chuckles under his breath.

“My name is Kung Lao, and that is not the attitude one should have when asking for help.”

“Asking for help? Who needs your help?”

“You do. How do you intend to find your mother? Are you going to take on the sorcerer by yourself? My name is Raiden, by the way.”

Dang it, they’re right!

“Fine, I’m sorry. You’re right, there’s no way I can beat him by myself. What am I going to do?” You drop your head in defeat.

Sunglasses walks up to you and throws his arm around your shoulder. “Don’t worry your pretty little head. We won’t leave you to face him all alone. We fight for the weak. That’s what Earthrealm’s Protectors are all about.”

“I’m not weak,” You grumble, resisting the urge to elbow him in the side.

“What he means is, we will help you find your mom and take down this insidious sorcerer.” Kung Lao promises.

“We will take you to Wu Shi and inform our leader Liu Kang of your situation,” Raiden adds.

“But we don’t have time for that. We have to find my mom.” You are starting to get impatient now that you know there is a possibility your mother is here in Earthrealm.

“We will, but we need to make a plan. Plus you have been out here in the woods by yourself for a while. You look like you could use some rest… and some food.” Mr. See-no-evil pointedly nods toward the three fish on the ground you caught earlier.

Just then your stomach decides to remind you just how empty it is.

“Alright, I guess.” You begrudgingly agree.

Wait a minute.

“How do you know there are fish on the ground, aren’t you blindfolded!?”

Everyone starts laughing and you feel as though you’ve been left out of some inside joke.

Mr. See-no-evil starts walking backward toward the tree line. “Come on, I will tell you on the way.”

Should this be a series? Also, we aren't even going to talk about the nicknames... I tried 🤷🏾‍♀️

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[behindthesoul]

Constricting Bonds

Shang Tsung x gn!reader

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Characters - You, Liu Kang

Summary - In the shadowed tapestry of a world where love and darkness entwine, a soul finds itself captivated by the allure of a man steeped in shadows. You, a seeker of light, surrender your heart to a figure whose essence is shrouded in malevolence. As your love blossoms in the moonlit garden of forbidden desires, an impending storm brews on the horizon.

Or - you’re upset your father says no to you dating.

Word Count - 1136

Warnings - none

A/N - Thanks to @zodiacqueen0123 for giving me this idea. <3

“I need freedom now, in this beautiful and mysterious world.”

– Tsunku

I’m A Lady Now!

Sometime in the forgotten, distant past…

Liu Kang’s new era brought many changes; the biggest being his new and very much unwanted godhood. Seeing familiar names with unfamiliar faces took a long time to get used to. He found much comfort in one constant: the sound of a bird. He listened to their cries each morning, sometimes accompanied by his friend Geras, or by a nice cup of tea.

Today he finds himself in an unfamiliar place, walking in a field of trees and enjoying whatever songs the birds decided to sing. It clears the mind and allows him to have a moment of relaxation from his ever so tiring job as Earthrealm’s Protector.

It’s faint, gradual, the new song Liu Kang hears. Contrasting to the birds’ out of key cries, the voice is soft and tiny; qualities he’d give to the voice of a child. The song is beautiful and Liu Kang is surprised to realize it’s one he’s never heard of before. His legs move slowly so as to not interrupt the song and the person who’s singing it. Soon, he approaches you, the small child singing.

“You sing a beautiful song,” he starts, smiling apologetically when you jump, startled. “I can’t say I’ve ever heard it.”

You’re silent, unsure of what to say, if you should say anything at all. Liu Kang speaks again in an attempt to ease your nerves.

"I'd surely remember a face as distinct as yours. You seem out of place. Are you lost?"

You shake your head and continue to stare at him. Liu Kang takes in your appearance: dirty, tattered and torn clothes; a frown that makes his heart hurt. He decides to ask another question in hopes you’ll finally answer him.

“I do hope your parents are around. You should not be out here alone-”

“I don’t have any.” You interject. You stand and dust off your clothes before turning around and walking away. Not wanting a child walking off alone, Liu Kang calls out after you, a rare moment where he speaks before thinking.

"I know a place where you can find refuge, away from the chill of the outside. Warm meals, a shelter, and even clothes are waiting. You're welcome to join me." He extends a kind hand out to you and gives a faint smile. “Forgive me, I’ve gotten too far ahead of myself. I am Liu Kang, may I have your name?”

You’re silent for a few moments more but you do eventually say your name. The strange man in front of you repeats it, testing your name out on his tongue. You finally take his hand. Walking off into the distance with a stranger isn't smart, but you didn't have anything better to do.

So, thus began your relationship with Liu Kang, raised by him and the monks at the Wu Shi. You were trained under many watchful eyes, conditioned to become the best possible warrior. Your proximity to Liu Kang could prove deadly should the wrong person discover your existence - he had to make sure you could defend yourself. It wasn’t long before he learned you weren’t an average child. It took hundreds of years for you to resemble a teenager, hundreds more to reach adulthood. You obviously were not of Earthrealm, yet when asked (questions which forced him to reveal his godhood), you had no knowledge of other realms like Outworld. You were brought to Outworld once and only once; for a Mortal Kombat tournament. He kept you hidden with only Empress Sindel knowing who you were.

Outworld was beautiful, its vibrant colors having an almost psychedelic effect on the brain. It made you feel at home. You suffered through the heartbreak of outliving any friends you made over the years. But Outworld was a place where aging slowed, you felt much more comfortable forming friendships with its residents. It was frustrating how Liu Kang would never let you go. It is far too dangerous to let you go alone, and I prefer you stay in Earthrealm were his favorite excuses. It was the main source of tension in your otherwise peaceful father-child relationship.

“I don’t understand why I can’t visit - just this once!” You remember saying to him. Liu Kang was nursing a cup of tea in his hand. He lets out a barely audible sigh and turns to you, white eyes boring into your skull.

"I have my reasons for not wanting you in Outworld. I truly wish you would understand that my answer is no."

“Name one.”

Another sigh. "Beloved,” - a nickname he grew to love calling you - “I've faced the dangers of Outworld firsthand—the treacherous landscapes, the dark forces that lurk within. I wish to shield you from the perils I've known, the violence that stains its soil, and the political quagmire that engulfs the realm. It's not just my wish; it's my duty as your guardian to ensure you're spared from the harsh realities of a world that I know too well."

You roll your eyes and huff. “I think you’re exaggerating. Sun Do was so beautiful and the festival was lovely. Aside from a small pool, everyone was friendly. What perils do they face?”

“Your eyes have only seen the festival that preceded the tournament. While Outworld has seen a golden age under Empress Sindel’s rule, it does not mean the realm is danger-free.” He does have a point, you have never seen a normal day in Sun Do, but you refuse to back down. You can twist it into furthering your own point.

“You’re right, so allow me to visit Outworld so I can see a normal day. You taught me to defend myself! I’ll be fine.” Liu Kang opens his mouth to respond but you interrupt him. “Besides, I am an adult. I only ask your permission because I cannot open a portal myself…please, I’m begging.”

As silence envelops both of you, he meets your gaze. There's nothing left for you to say; you simply hope he'll give in.

And he does.

“I will send you to Sun Do and you will head straight to the palace to greet the Empress. Wherever you go, I will make sure you’re accompanied by guards. “You visit for a few hours, then you come back to me.”

Your eyes widen and you have to stop yourself from screeching in delight. You hold your composure as best as you can and smile. You hug Liu Kang tight and he returns your embrace. He rubs your back and frowns, though you can’t see. You mumble something but he chooses not to hear; too occupied in his own thoughts.

“My child, just what am I going to do with you?”