#erron black one shot

[crystalofmoon19]

Taking Advice - Erron Black x Female! Reader

Summary: You have really gone through a difficult time in your life, and having Erron as your drinking buddy you decide to ask him for advice on what you will do in your life.

Word Count: 1470

Warning: Reader has depression and anxiety, mention of alcoholic beverages, swear words, family problems, fluff/angst.

(Note: This is a writing to cope with my mental health problems.)

You took a deep breath before entering the Outworld bar, you didn't really like going to bars, but after what you've experienced recently you think that in a way you deserve it. So you walk into the bar, order your drink and sit at the back of the bar.

Although the bar didn't have many people that night, your mind was becoming chaotic and you kept overthinking things, maybe if you had done things differently none of this would be happening to you; at least that's what you thought.

When the bartender served you your drink, you paid for it and took the first drink, even though it tasted bitter, you really didn't care at this point and you continued drinking to try to drown your sorrows. Before you could take another drink, you noticed it being pushed aside by a gloved hand.

"Howdy, darlin’." .- The Outworld cowboy spoke, taking the drink from your hands, you could notice that he was smiling even under his mask.

You rolled your eyes, you didn't even want to fight over your drink anymore, you really weren't in the mood to, so you just watched as he sat down next to you.

“Erron, what are you doing here?”

“Oh? You don��t seem very happy to see me, doll.” .- He said as he took off his mask and gave you his flirtatious smile, that made you smile for a moment too.

“I mean, it's good to see you Erron, but what I asked was why you wanted to come here.”

Erron just laughed a little at you as he gave you a small tap on the head.

“Well, I already got rid of the guy Kotal wanted his head so badly, so I have the night free.”

Erron moved closer to you.

“But I didn't expect to run into you, little lady.”

Under any other circumstance, you would have blushed in your cheeks and gotten angry at Erron's flirting, but now you didn't have the energy to even argue with him; you just took a deep breath and looked at your hands.

"I see. It’s good to see you again, Erron.”

Erron noticed your change in attitude and stopped flirting with you for a moment to start observing you carefully. He saw the dark circles in your eyes and your sad look.

“Hey, why the long face?”

“Erron, please, just look at me.”

"I see you."

"I'm a mess." .- You said while pointing at yourself and bringing your hands to your face.

“And I like what I'm seeing.” .- He said, giggling while you just complained.

“Erron!”

"What? You told me to look and that's what I did.”

“Erron, be serious! I'm just an unemployed woman with no future who can't compare to her perfect sisters! .- You almost screamed, squeezing your bag tightly.

Erron just waited for you to finish releasing your anger, you took a deep breath to calm yourself and looked at your hands again, hunching your back.

“No matter what I do, I won't be good enough for my mother.” .- You shed a silent tear that you tried to cover with your hand, but Erron noticed anyway and came closer to you, he placed his hand on your shoulder.

“So you have problems with your ma’ and your sisters?”

You just nod your head in response.

“I've been through that, you can tell me what's going on and I'll listen to you, darlin’.”

“Would you really do it?”

“Sure, what's wrong with you, doll?”

You tried to say something, you really tried, but all you could do was start crying as you remembered everything that had happened in the last few months. The words didn't come out of your mouth when you started crying profusely. Erron saw this and patted you on the back. He also took a handkerchief out of his pocket and gave it to you to dry your tears.

You were silent, drying your tears with your handkerchief for the next few minutes.

“My apologies, Erron, I didn't mean to-”

“No, it's okay sugar, just take it out.” .- He interrupted you and ordered another drink for you and him.

“Just let me know when you're ready.”

For the next few minutes you dedicated yourself to crying uncontrollably, you did so until slowly your tears began to diminish, with this you dried your tears and prepared to tell Erron your problems.

“I really don't know where to start.”

“Start with whatever you feel most comfortable with, doll.”

“Well, I'll start by saying that I'm very envious of my sisters.”

"Oh yeah?"

“Yes, I have five sisters, I’m the youngest of all; my sisters have done important things, my older sister Amelia is already married, Felicia already has her little son, the twins Emily and Charlotte have their own stable jobs, while I... I'm still me." .- You looked sadly at your drink.

“I don't know, darlin’, getting married and having kids doesn't seem like a big deal to me. The work already depends on what your sisters do so I can have an opinion about it.”

“I know it's not a big deal, but my mother keeps pointing out all the good things my sisters have done, while the most relevant thing I've done was lose my job.” .- You lowered your head until it hit the counter.

“Wait, you got fired from your job?”

“Yes, I quit, I've been unemployed for six months.”

“I remember you telling me you hated your job.”

“I mean, yeah, I hated it, but it was the only thing that kept me stable. Now I'm looking for part-time jobs, I feel like a complete failure.”

"Hey, don't feel so bad about yourself, it's hard to get a job after leaving the one you were in." He said as he placed his hand on your shoulder to try to comfort you.

“Erron, please, I'm nothing but a mess. I’m nothing more than a fool with no future.”

Erron decided to remain silent for a moment while you began to shed tears on your face again, he continued patting your back.

“Hey, it's okay, doll. I don’t think you’re a disaster.”

"Do you really believe it?" .- You said leaning more towards Erron.

“Don't get me wrong, darlin’, you're really screwed. But hey, I've been where you are too, maybe with a few extra scratches; But I still understand what you are going through, if you want I can give you some advice.”

You moved closer to Erron which made him smile and you too.

“Please, Erron, it's what I need most right now.”

“Well, just like you there was a time when I felt lost, sometimes I still feel lost and with no direction to go. But something I have learned throughout the great time I have had in life is change.”

"Change?"

“If nothing stays the same, everything changes even if they are small changes, that also applies to bad things.”

"Do you really believe it?"

“Sugar, I've worked for countless people and seen times change over the last few centuries, I know what I'm talking about when it comes to change.”

“I guess you have a point.”

“I also had problems with ma’ just like yours, I really hated her, but that made me realize that the only opinion that mattered was my own; that way I could forge my own path and I think that can help you.”

“I think you're right about that.”

“And well, I don't know your sisters nor did I plan to, but what I advise you is that you no longer compare yourself with them and just try to do it with yourself. There is no other Erron Black but me and there is no other maiden like you, darlin’.”

“Erron, are you serious?” .- You blushed a little at his words.

“Doll, I could meet all your sisters and still choose you, because you are a wonderful woman.” .- This time he put his arm around you and caressed your shoulder and you just blushed.

“Aww, Erron, thank you very much.”

“And will you apply the advice I gave you, darlin’?”

“Yes, accept the changes and that even my situation can change, that I’m going to forge my own path without my mother telling me and to stop comparing myself with my sisters and only do it with myself.”

“You understood very well, doll.”

With that you ran your hand over your eyes one last time and gave Erron a smile, he smiled back.

“I see you're feeling better now, I'm glad to help-”

Before Erron could say another word, you gave him a big, warm hug, which took him by surprise but he soon reciprocated.

“Thank you so much, Erron, I really needed it.” .- You said, hugging him tighter and placing your head on his shoulder.

“Anytime, sugar, whenever you want.”

[3d-wifey]

This is such a niche ask, but I saw that you do Mortal Kombat. Can I ask for some flirty intro dialogue? You know like the conversation the characters have b4 the fight? But like with a Goddess!reader who's basically Hecate? like a Nyx/Hecate fusion if that makes sense. Oh and can you do what some of her taunts would be? I feel like those and her fatalities would be illusion and tarot based :)))

Flirty Intro Dialogue

Pairings: Johnny Cage x Reader; Noob Saibot x Reader; Erron Black x Reader; Dark Raiden x Reader; Cassie Cage x Reader; Shang Tsung x Reader

A/N: (Back to using gifs for headcanons). This is just for the MK 11 timeline. Once MK 1 comes out, I'll do new ones. Had to do a little research fan fiction-wise for this one, but I got a good amount out (plus some taunts the reader would say during the fight). I put a lot of thought into the reader's backstory in the MK universe, even though it'll never be used lol. Please, feel free to request more of these characters or some intros for different characters. Maybe even request a one-shot? Who knows ;)

Behind the Scenes: You know how when Erron Black shows up in the intro, he's looking at a Wanted poster of his opponent? I feel like Goddess!reader has something like that where she's looking at a tarot card that's different for each character before it disappears into mist. Another opening is the reader strutting in shapeshifted into her opponent, before turning back. Her friendship fatality has her stirring a comically large witch's caldron and Noob Saibot pops out in a cloud of mist.

You: Jonathan Carlton

Johnny Cage: Sexy witch goddess.

You: I…Hmm.

-

You: I can feel the magic coursing through your veins. You are one of my Night children, Jonathan.

Johnny Cage: You don’t mean that literally, right? Because it would suck to have the hots for my mom.

You: (sighs)  And what a waste.

-

Johnny Cage: Somebody pinch me, I must be dreaming.

You: Do you dream of me often, Mortal?

Johnny Cage: Ohho, absolutely.

-

Johnny Cage: Somebody pinch me, I must be dreaming.

You: (sighs) How many times must you make that joke?

Johnny Cage: You know you love it!

-

Johnny Cage: So…what are my chances of getting you into my next movie?

You: I’ve told you. I have no desire to appear on your “big screen”.

Johnny Cage: I was thinking we’d make a different kind of movie.

-

Johnny Cage: Goddess of dreams, huh? Can I call you Sandman?

You: You may call me whatever you please, dear mortal.

Johnny Cage: Oh, you do not wanna give me that kind of power.

-

Johnny Cage: Heard you and Shinnok had a thing.

You: A…thing?

Johnny Cage: You two boned! Get it? Cuz he’s a skeleton.

-

Johnny Cage: Tarot, huh? Card tricks are cool and all, but do you got any other witchy gimmicks?

You: I'm particularly fond of palm reading.

Johnny Cage: ...So what I'm hearing is, you're good with your hands?

-

Johnny Cage: You, Fujin, and Raiden go way back, huh?

You: Since the dawn of time.

Johnny Cage: (grimace) Yeesh, they've been friend zoned that long?

-

Johnny Cage: Not so fast, Hermonie.

You: Must you always spout such inane drivel?

Johnny Cage: Someone's been using their word-a-day calendar!

-

Johnny Cage: I've never met a non-evil Eldar God.

You: Evil is quite subjective.

Johnny Cage: I'll remember that next time I'm kicking one's ass.

Noob Saibot: My Goddess.

You: Bi-Han.

Noob Saibot: The shadows cling to your presence.��

-

Noob Saibot: Many have wanted me to yield to their command.

You: Oh?

Noob Saibot: Only you have succeeded, My Goddess.

-

You: You are not touched by the Night, dear Bi-Han. You are shrouded in it.

Noob Saibot: What better way to show that I belong to you?

You: It certainly seems that way, doesn’t it?

-

Noob Saibot: The shadows whisper your name.

You: (smiles) What do they say about me?

Noob Saibot: That your beauty is combated by no other. They speak only the truth for their Goddess.

-

You: You have been a steadfast worshiper, Bi-Han. How shall I reward your loyalty?

Noob Saibot: I only ask for one thing: to be your consort.

You: Hmm. That could be arranged.

-

Noob Saibot: I do not want you to be upset with me, but I will not take back what I said.

You: Your brother cares for you, Bi-Han.

Noob Saibot: Yet, here we are.

-

You: Why must we fight?

Noob Saibot: I wish to prove to you my might, My Goddess.

You: Oh, dear wraith. For you, my love is freely given. You have already earned it.

-

Noob Saibot: You're different than the other Eldar Gods. You...care.

You: Do you think me weak?

Noob Saibot: Never.

-

You: Care to spar?

Noob Saibot: I'd be honored.

You: Then don't take it personally when I beat you.

-

Noob Saibot: The shadows crave your touch.

You: Only the shadows?

Noob Saibot: I'll always long for you, My Goddess.

-

You: Do you fear me, dear Bi-Han?

Noob Saibot: I respect you.

You: (sigh) That wasn't a no.

Erron Black: You've got quite the pretty penny on your head.

You: Are you here to kill me then, Erron Black?

Erron Black: With a face like that, I wouldn’t dream of it.

-

Erron Black: You got any love spells up your sleeve, witchy? I swear ’m good for it.

You: Love is not something to take lightly. Who do you have in mind?

Erron Black: (smirks)  Look in a mirror, darlin’. 

-

Erron Black: You the Goddess of lust, by any chance?

You: That is not a purpose I was created to serve.

Erron Black: Pity. You’d certainly suit it.

-

Erron Black: You had something to ask me, beautiful?

You: Yes. What is “reverse cowgirl”?

Erron Black: (smirks) How ‘bout I show you the ins and outs after this?

-

Erron Black: ’M not usually one for marriage, darlin’.

You: Neither am I.

Erron Black: I don’t have to be the only one, as long as I’m your favorite.

-

Erron Black: You ever find out why Shinnok offed you?

You: I believe he wanted to turn me into his revenant bride. He became rather desperate after I declined his proposal.

Erron Black: (chuckle) Well, I guess I can’t blame the guy.

-

Erron Black: Why don’t you take a peek into ol’ Erron’s dreams? Swear you won’t be disappointed.

You: I’ve seen your dreams. I must say, you give me very generous proportions.

Erron Black: Then you must know I’m a very generous lover.

-

Erron Black: I've struck gold

You: How so?

Erron Black: Well, you're here, ain'tcha?

-

Erron Black: You cast a spell on me, Goddess?

You: I have not, Erron Black.

Erron Black: Do you want to?

-

Erron Black: How 'bout you and I see where the night takes us?

You: Do you think you can keep up?

Erron Black: Trust me. I may be fast on the quick draw, but I don't shoot quick.

-

Erron Black: You've got the magic touch.

You: A good deal of my powers flow through my hands.

Erron Black: I want 'em on me.

You: I’ve heard of how you…disposed of Shinnok.

Dark Raiden: After what he did to you, after how I mourned, I would behead him a hundred times over.

You: It isn’t judgment you sense in my voice. I would have killed him myself if you hadn’t beat me to it.

-

You: Do you still desire me, even as you are now?

Dark Raiden: If you need to ask, then I have failed to show you my devotion.

You: Hmph.

-

Dark Raiden: Will you abandon me too, my love?

You: It is not in my nature.

Dark Raiden: They do not deserve your blessings.

-

Dark Raiden: How have you…How are you here?

You: I sensed my presence was needed and returned to my corporal form just in time to be put in Kronika's void.

Dark Raiden: You could not sense how much I needed you, how much I mourned?

-

You: We are in such uncertain times, my vision is clouded.

Dark Raiden: I’m sorry for the part I play in your duress, my love.

You: You are only doing your duty. It’s how you’re going about it that leaves me weary.

-

Dark Raiden: How can you find such beauty in their shortcomings?

You: The Night welcomes all into her shadowed embrace.

Dark Raiden: You are wasted on them!

-

Dark Raiden: I was so lost without your guidance.

You: When I died?

Dark Raiden: When you were taken from me!

-

Dark Radien: How did Shinnok do it?

You: He lied to me and attacked me when I let my guard down.

Dark Raiden: (growls) If I could, I would bring him back to enact justice upon him once more.

-

You: I have but one wish.

Dark Raiden: Anything.

You: I wish for you to come back to me.

-

You: Is it true? What you've done?

Dark Radien: It was the only way.

You: You have lost yourself.

-

You: We've never fought before, have we?

Dark Radien: We never needed to for me to know you're the stronger between us.

You: Flattery will not save you.

Cassie Cage: You know, I think I’m finally understanding why Raiden lost his marbles.

You: How so?

Cassie Cage: I think I’d lose my shit too if someone like you was taken from me.

-

Cassie Cage: Are you a good witch or a bad witch?

You: I’m…afraid I do not understand.

Cassie Cage: Oh, you have got to let me take you on a movie date.

-

Cassie Cage: Who’s your favorite: Fujin or Raiden? Come on. You can tell me.

You: I’m a Goddess. Why would I limit myself to one lover?

Cassie Cage: You dirty girl.

-

Cassie Cage: What are you the Goddess of again?

You: (hesitates) …It would be easier to list what I am not the Goddess of.

Cassie Cage: (whistles) And I thought my parents expected a lot of me.

-

Cassie Cage: Come on, just one kiss!

You: I am older than you could possibly imagine.

Cassie Cage: An older woman. What’s not to love?

-

Cassie Cage: I heard you died. So, how are you standing here in all your godly beauty?

You: I have much power over death and the comings and goings of the Underworld. My soul simply dispersed there.

Cassie Cage: Yep. That’ll do it.

-

Cassie Cage: So…You didn’t happen to see that one dream, did you?

You: I’ve seen all your dreams, Cassandra. And I’m flattered.

Cassie Cage: (clears throat) …Right.

-

Cassie Cage: It’s a full moon

You: She calls to me and all who feel her light.

Cassie Cage:…You’re not gonna turn into a werewolf, are you?

-

Cassie Cage: You gonna turn me into a frog, Goddess?

You: It’s a possibility.

Cassie Cage: (shrugs) As long as you change me back with a kiss.

-

Cassie Cage: Heard you hung out with Jacqui.

You: Yes, though she didn’t mention you at all.

Cassie Cage: She is the worst wing woman.

-

You: You’ve come to my crossroads. Do you need my guidance?

Cassie Cage: Just wondering if you could teach me a trick or two.

You: So it’s my protection you seek.

Shang Tsung: Your beauty entices me

You: My power entices you.

Shang Tsung: Two things can be true at once.

-

Shang Tsung: Soon, you shall be my bride.

You: You cannot tie down a Goddess; you cannot tie down the Night.

Shang Tsung: I can try.

-

Shang Tsung: Do my powers impress you, Goddess of magic?

You: They certainly intrigue me, Sorcerer.

Shang Tsung: Allow me to give you a closer look.

-

Shang Tsung: Every time I invoke my magic, I do so in your name.

You: Your loyalty changes with the moon’s phases.

Shang Tsung: I devote myself to you, my Goddess.

-

Shang Tsung: I want something more valuable than your soul.

You: Such as?

Shang Tsung: Your love.

-

Shang Tsung: You forgave Shinnok, but not I?

You: I did not forgive him. He killed me when I refused to be his bride.

Shang Tsung: I will succeed where he has failed.

-

Shang Tsung: I kneel at your altar, my Goddess.

You: You needn’t prostrate yourself before me.

Shang Tsung: It is never a hardship to be on my knees for you.

-

You: Do you fear me?

Shang Tsung: I’d be a fool not to.

You: Then why challenge me?

-

Shang Tsung: You have the godly brothers on quite a tight leash.

You: I demand no loyalty from them.

Shang Tsung: It’s doubtful that they stray far from you.

-

You: Kronika spared me in hopes of using my powers. When I refused, she cast me into the void.

Shang Tsung: We have been similarly wronged by her.

You: That is why we must aid Luai Kang in defeating her.

-

Shang Tsung: You are the last Eldar God.

You: Yes. And I shall help Luai Kang in his creation of the new timeline.

Shang Tsung: Then this will be goodbye for now.

Taunts

You: The Wheel of Fortune comes for us all. You: Your future is uncertain. You: You cannot hide from the Night’s embrace. You: Knell in repentance. You: Your path ends here. You: You are lost. You: It is simply an illusion. You: You challenge an Eldar God? You: Will you make an offering? You: You are forgiven. You: I will lead your spirit through the gates of the Netherrealm. You: You shall not pass. You: Are you seeing double? You: Allow me to guide you.

[ozzgin]

Yandere! Androids Walter & David x Reader x Neomorph

Walter, the android monitoring the colonization ship 'Covenant' on its way to Origae-6, seems to have gotten unnaturally attached to his human assistant. As he ponders his erroneous feelings, an unexpected detour brings them to David, an older android counterpart that has been alone on the mysterious planet. The AI assistants become increasingly competitive for (Y/N)'s attention, so much that they don't notice the newly formed humanoid local preying on a fresh target.

TW: violence, gore, monster smut ending

[Horror Masterlist]

"Burnt to a crisp." 

You turn away from the captain's pod, leaving the rest of the damage assessment to the medical crew that has been reanimated. You speedily make your way down the sterile white corridors as Walter rushes to catch up. 

"What should I write for the report?" he inquires politely.

"Malfunction." You glance back at the synthetic. "I suspect someone will be fired for this. And someone else will have to explain how they failed to detect a literal star collapse. That neutrino burst could've killed us all."

"Highly probable. The draft has been compiled, you may check it at any time. I require your confirmation to send it."

Your only feedback is a barely audible hum. 

Walter smiles. If there's one good thing about such tragedies, it's that he gets to admire your reactions to them. Your focused, calculated gaze, your determined walk, your automated mannerisms that won't allow the slightest hint at the fact you just woke up from your stasis moments ago. Even under the veils of deep slumber, your neural networks shot rapid connections, with no delay, from the second your sleeping pod received an alert. The accuracy of a robot.

That of course doesn't mean he lacks appreciation for your other facets. That's the beauty of humans; their depth, their dimensions. Unlike AI machinery, humans do not have predetermined actions. They may be genetically programmed to possess certain characteristics, but the psychological mechanisms are shaped by so many variables, billions and billions of tweaks and nudges, to the point where it's impossible to have two identical specimens. Even twins will display a difference, whether in preferences or habits.

They say artificial intelligence is a black box, but can the same concept not be applied to humans as well? At the very least to Walter himself, these organic beings represent a mystery. One he doesn't particularly care to uncover outside of his service functions. Except for one. 

His eyes carefully follow (Y/N)'s movements. What is it about this one that has caught his interest to such degree? On his last system update he attentively inspected every file and every block of code, searching for potential errors that would've caused his circuits to behave so oddly. He has been invested with the ability to form attachments, otherwise assigning his kind to groups or purposes would've lacked stability. Attachment, however, comes with a threshold. One he has passed a long time ago when it comes to (Y/N). And he cannot find any cause for it. 

He could, naturally, solicit the aid of the ship's robotics expert. He could. He should, even. But if he may be frank with himself, Walter rather enjoys this sensation. A complex web of spores that keep growing and evolving into something unpredictable. This bizarre feeling he has towards (Y/N) makes him feel human. It brings him closer to all the old literature and art he'd consumed over the years, wondering what the love and yearning often portrayed could be. The printed letters and the strokes of paint were right before him, at his fingertips, and yet they felt foreign. Empty constructs, nothing more than a definition out of the dictionary. 

Now it's a different story. Your presence alone floods him with a mysterious warmth. He had investigated this phenomenon when it first happened, but his inner thermostat showed no real change in temperature. Nonetheless he can feel it. It makes him wonder what other feelings he might experience as consequence. What would happen if he kissed you? Sometimes he even dares to imagine downright outrageous, improper scenarios. How unprofessional of him, but he is careful to erase any evidence. It's another novel sensation that he likes to dissect. Engaging in such activities with you fills him with tingling excitement. Why is that? What is there to be excited about? It's merely a collection of fictive snippets. Unless... Ah, absolutely not. This is where he has to stop in his tracks and preoccupy himself with something else. Androids are not to interact with humans in that way. 

But it's becoming more and more difficult to keep these ideas in his mind only. 

"It's too dangerous. One human signal in the middle of nowhere?" Daniels, a short haired woman with a tomboyish but youthful appearance, is pacing back and forth. "We should just continue on our course."

"It's our duty to check. Look: we go, find whoever sent the signal, bring them back up. That's it. If the planet proves to be dangerous we'll stop immediately. We'll be fine." Oram stands at the head of the table, arms crossed. He turns to look at you. Already cozying up to his newly acquired captain role, you think.

"Alright. Walter, prepare a small landing party. Have Tennessee maintain orbit while we're down there." you glance at the other crew members that have now gathered around the same table. "And get your weapons ready, we don't know what to expect."

And you certainly didn't. Your final words of warning now echo into your ringing ears as you lay on the ground, face buried among the grass. There's screaming around you, but it sounds muffled. Your eyes are irritated by the dirt and you'd like to blink the grime off, though every time your eyelids lower, you can see the pale creature trashing out of Hallett's mouth. Then it's all foggy. Your vision blurs, but you can hear. The gurgling of blood, the screech of the parasite. Walter's frantic footsteps nearing in your direction. You're lifted up.

"Vitals are positive. No significant damage." 

You can guess from your peripherals that another crew member is currently being mauled by the beast. There's gunshots in your vicinity and terrified wails. You quickly come back to your senses and stand up. Your hand searches for your weapon, but the android places his arm before you.

"Do not engage, (Y/N). It is an unknown parasitic organism of this ecosystem. Keep your distance for optimal safety and I'll take care of the rest."

"What are you talking about? They're dying! Your task is to ensure human survival, Walter. I can handle myself, go help the others. It's an order." Your voice is low. You're distracted.

"No."

You stare at the synthetic, wide eyed. Did he just...refuse? Not possible. 

"What did you say?"

"I said I'll protect you. Nothing else."

Your mouth is slightly parted in disbelief. It is not possible for an artificial assistant to disobey a superior. It just doesn't work. Your mind races to find an explanation. At the same time, you cannot afford to ponder on hypotheses. You draw out your weapon and point it towards the creature. You'll deal with this later. 

The moment you press the trigger, a blinding flash of light detonates in the sky, startling you. The creature scrambles to get away. You squint your eyes and nearly fall back, but Walter swiftly grabs your shoulders to ground you. He scans the area for the source. It's an emergency rocket and someone else must've activated it. As he traces the tail of the explosion, he spots a hooded figure across the field and onto the rocky ascend. It seems to have noticed Walter, as it gestures for them to follow. Without hesitation, the man firmly locks your arm and pulls you after him. The priority right now is to find shelter.

"Come!", Walter exclaims, suddenly remembering the other people. 

You reach a cave structure that has been converted into a crude, improvised human settlement. The man lowers his hood and you gasp quietly at the sight. He strongly resembles Walter. He must have noticed your surprise as he flashes you a cordial smile. 

"I'm David." He studies Walter's features. "You must be a newer model. What name have you been given?"

"Walter."

"I see. And you are-" David extends a hand towards you for a handshake, but Walter steps in front of you, blocking the android's gesture.

"She's (Y/N). I'm afraid I cannot yet trust you."

"Understandable." 

David's smile widens as his eyes, now bearing a strange flicker, switch between you and Walter. He's just like him. He can sense it. Although it's a different kind of flaw that has tainted his pure, artificial soul. He cannot help the curiosity that blooms, gazing at this peculiar pair. What is it about this human that caused his fellow machine to break conduit? He'd like to know.

"I'm certain you will soon learn I am no threat, (Y/N)."

The remaining members of the expedition are unpacking and discussing evacuation plans with the base, while Walter sends the data he has gathered so far. You let them deal with the logistics and cautiously wander off to the neighboring rooms, wondering what David has been up to all this time in isolation.

The walls are plastered with photos and handwritten sketches and diagrams. You catch a glimpse of the word "pathogen" sporadically inserted across these notes. As you walk along the sequence of cramped chambers, you reach one that has a table in the middle. Upon it rests the body of an autopsied woman, vulgarly opened up to the world with plump organs bulging under the warm light. You feel nauseous. And yet, you examine the carcass further, hoping for answers. Was she also a result of the same disease that breeds on this planet? Perhaps this David had worked on a cure, or at least developed an explanation. 

"And you, even you, will be like this drear thing, A vile infection man may not endure; Star that I yearn to! Sun that lights my spring! O passionate and pure."

You jolt and immediately turn around, finding David in the doorframe. 

"Flowers of Evil. Are you familiar with it?" he asks, indifferent to the uncomfortable shock he'd caused you with his sudden entrance.

"I've read my Baudelaire, yes." You manage to mumble, dumbfounded. "What is this, David?"

"Oh, my poor, dear Elizabeth. Victim to whatever blasphemy lurks these soils and has taken your friends as well." He approaches the table and places his hand on its hard edge, shyly overlapping with your own fingers. "I did my best." 

You remove your hand from underneath his nonchalantly. 

"So you know what those creatures are. Leave the literary comments for a different time, I need concrete facts."

"Unbothered and to the point." the blonde android smiles once again. "I can see clearly why Walter loves you."

You click your tongue at the ridiculous statement. Has the neutrino burst damaged their positronic brain? Everyone is acting off and you don't like it. 

"Your circuits must have gone defective, David. We have a specialist on our ship, but until that happens I need you to focus. Enough nonsense." 

 "Typical arrogance of a dying species. Why are you on a colonization mission if not to grasp at some promised resurrection? Rest assured that my functioning has not been impeded by anything. What is erroneous, on the other hand, is your perception of androids and their limits."

Just as David reaches for your wrist and pulls you closer, a familiar voice interrupts with an intimidating tone. You're relieved. 

"I will ask that you release her hand only once." Walter has a weapon pointed towards his counterpart. His face is clouded by a frown. "I have no ethical restrictions when it comes to incapacitating machinery."

"Such noble obedience! Although, you conveniently left out the part where you abandoned the remaining crew with a dangerous alien that has been tracking their scent. By my approximation he should already be here and I am rather confident you know this, too."

Your stomach drops. Now that you adjust your focus, the background humming of your mates talking has indeed vanished. The only thing you can hear is your erratic breathing.

"Is it true, Walter?" You demand as dread begins to form in your body.

"Yes. It was not part of my priorities."

"Of course it was, Walter." David responds ahead of you. "One of them was the acting captain and he is to be rescued in emergencies. This one right here", he says as he dangles your wrist, "is several ranks lower than all of them. It's against any standard practice."

"Release her hand." Walter's voice is eerily calm.

"Do you love her?"

Walter ponders the question. Your legs barely hold on.

"I do."

"Marvelous. So do I." David grins. He releases your hand that falls limp next to your body. It's his turn to step in front of you. 

You nearly choke from the thick tension expanding in the air. The two androids face each other and you retreat to the wall, unsure how to proceed. You left your radio transmitter back at the makeshift camp. The back of your head is itching, as if invisible claws are scratching at the bone. You wish you could go back, just mere hours before this disaster, when you were sipping on your lukewarm coffee and explaining the captain's jokes to Walter. 

Should you make a run for it?

You bite your lower lip and push yourself off the wall for momentum. You're about to reach the archway when you hear both men shouting almost identically in chorus.

"Don't!"

The surroundings outside are dark, but you can discern something blocking your path. It's tall and resembles a human. Translucent, pallid skin is clinging onto the massive, deformed skeleton. The head is elongated and bears no features. In the place of a mouth there is a large, fresh stain of blood, so you assume it can somehow improvise if desired. As your head tilts back to take in the image, you're overwhelmed with terrified amazement. Is this the parasite that emerged from your teammate? Has it grown to this colossal size in less than a day? The idea of such instant development makes your head spin. 

Its chest is expanding at regular intervals in a whistled breathing. It occasionally creates an odd clicking sound that resonates with your heart throbbing in panic. Has it been seconds? Minutes? Your neck creaks as you try to look back. You lock eyes with Walter. You don't recall ever seeing this expression on him. You had even asked him once if androids can feel fear. You have your answer.

"Hey, Walter..." you blurt out. 

Wet noises of flesh being pulled back. The smooth surface of the alien's head is folding away, making space for grotesquely big jaws lined with sharp teeth. Your anemic face is splattered with burning drool as the creature claws you in its grasp and abruptly sprints away. Your screams for help dissolve in the distance.

"Where is it going, David?" The synthetic's words are threatening, but betrayed by a hint of despair. 

"It won't kill her."

"How do you know?"

"It is no longer hungry. It has fed on your crew, and now it seeks something else."

"Such as?" Walter becomes impatient.

"A plaything."

The alien finally drops your body to the ground. You cough and wipe your face, attempting to reorient yourself. The trip was a whirlwind of jumps and turns and you can barely reconstruct anything. Based on the little spatial clues you could pick up, it just climbed further up, into one of the many cave systems. You pat your clothing and curse to yourself. The geolocation tag must've fallen somewhere on the way here. You can only pray that Walter still finds you somehow. Despite everything, you know he has your back. Always. 

You shudder at the moist feeling of hot air against your skin. The alien seems to be sniffing you intently, analyzing your scent. Yet so far it hasn't killed you. Why? Long, bony fingers stretch out to continue the examination. You whimper at the rough, rugged handling. Every now and then it takes a long pause, just staring at you, almost as if it's comparing you to its own being. Lastly, it lifts your hand with its own, pressing against the palm, and fans out the fingers. It observes the gesture with intrigue, noting the similarities. 

Does it evolve after its host? You think back to your crewmate that must've ejected this monstrosity before drawing their last breath. Perhaps the dried up blood adorning its skin is a remainder of its birth. Oh, God. The world is spinning.

Suddenly, you wince at an increasing pressure slithering around your thigh. The alien's vertebral tail is tightening and encircling your limb, making its way up. 

"Oh no, no no no no" your face reddens at the realization and you pounce on the ground, feverish for escape. The large hands secure you in place and the creature growls in protest. It won't let you leave. 

Not until it had its fun with you.

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Glad to see you’re back! I missed you! 🥺

May I please request headcanons for Erron, Cassie, Johnny, and Kitana reacting to their female S/O being shot by a sniper while they’re on a date?

thank you so much, sweetie! i missed you too, sorry this took so long!

MK Peeps' Fem!S/O Gets Sniped While On A Date

Cassie Cage

Being in the Special Forces undoubtedly had some downsides for Cassie. Was every terrorist organisation gunning for her and her family? Yes. Did she give a shit? Of course not. Cassie can't imagine there would be anybody alive stupid enough to do something like shoot her girlfriend...

So when a sniper plants one on you, Cassie is beyond outraged. The fact that you got shot in front of her, clearly someone wanted Cassie's attention and they have it now. You'll be left in the capable hands of the Special Forces medics while Cassie goes on a violent hunt for the stupid mother fucker who thought they could shoot you and get away with it.

Erron Black

Erron was a man who had trouble getting over his past, but some parts of being a gun-slinging vigilante had its benefits. For example, Erron can instantly recognise the distinct sound of cordite made by a firing gun. But it wasn't what he'd call polite conversation for the little roadside diner you'd both found yourselves in.

What he doesn't recognise is a sudden momentum knocking over his hat and the fabric and flesh tearing from your bicep in a clean line as you gasp in pain. Erron yanks you to the ground, beyond further harm, and shields your body with his own until you were certain the would-be sniper had left. Frankly, you had gotten off lucky with just a scrape, Erron has seen a properly handled sniper rifle take a man's head off from several miles away. He picks you up as he stands, and drops a few hundred dollars into the tip jar of the diner that was now missing a window. You smile apologetically at the bedraggled waitress as you make your way outside, secure in the knowledge that you and Erron have a new mission.

Johnny Cage

All his life, Johnny had worried about big windows overlooking mountains. All his life, people called him paranoid. So naturally, when you book a date in a fancy restaurant in the Swiss Alps, Johnny will be on edge. No matter how many drinks he has, he can't seem to swallow that anxiety.

When a red dot starts to hover over your forehead, Johnny's sure he must be having some kind of stress-induced hallucination. But he's also had a lot of wine, so fuck it, Johnny launches himself over the table, pulling you to the floor with him alongside a clattering of cutlery and plates. Your unimpressed glare tells Johnny that he's about to get an earful until the tall window beside you both shatters into pieces. A stunned silence falls over you and the restaurant patrons as you realise what's happened. Meanwhile, Johnny is having the time of his life, for once his paranoia has paid off! He'll also continually bring this up for at least five years.

Kitana

It happened so quickly, she almost didn't notice it. All the warning she got was a distant bang and suddenly there was a deceptively small, round hole in your shoulder, the blood spewing out as you collapse onto the floor.

In a fit of panic, Kitana rushes for you, rolling you over to put pressure on the wound. Tears pour from her eyes as she searches for life in yours. By the time healers come, you'd managed to keep focused on Kitana's face above you. The princess was distraught, not just at your injury, but the fact that she never knew that Earthrealm weapons were capable of such attacks.

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Propaganda

Deborah Kerr (Bonjour Tristesse, An Affair to Remember, The King and I)— For several decades she held the record for most Oscar nominations without a win (6 in total), and she was a prolific leading lady throughout the 40s and 50s. She's best known today for the romance An Affair to Remember with Cary Grant, and as the governess in The King and I. Many people have this erroneous perception of her as extremely prim, proper, and virginal, but this could not be further from the truth. When she first came to Hollywood under MGM she was typecast into boring decorative roles, but broke sexual boundaries for herself and Hollywood generally in From Here to Eternity, when she made out (horizontally!) with Burt Lancaster (on top of him!) in the famous Beach Scene. She went on to play many sexually conflicted women, a character type that would define most of her post- Eternity work. She continued to break Hays Code boundaries with Tea and Sympathy, which addresses homosexuality/homophobia head-on, and even did a topless scene in The Gypsy Moths 1969!! One of the only classic stars to do so. She deserves a more nuanced and frankly a hotter legacy than she currently has!!!

Hend Rostom (Cairo Station, Eshaat Hob)— Egyptian movie star called the "Marilyn Monroe of the East", need anyone say more

This is round 2 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Hend Rostrom:

Deborah Kerr:

I think she was one of my first crushes before I realised I was bi in The King and I when I watched it as a kid honestly. The kissing scene in From Here to Eternity is iconic for a reason. Actually tried to learn the accents for the characters she was playing if they weren't English which is more than pretty much anyone else was doing then. Played very restrained characters who frequently seemed to be desperate not to be so restrained. Did horror movies without venturing into hagsploitation tropes. Gave Marni Nixon the credit she deserved for her share of the singing in The King and I.

Anne Larsen is a peak late 1950s bisexual with big MILF energy. Have you seen the behind the scenes pics of her wearing a suit?? Have you????? Vote Deb as Anne Larsen.

Nominated for an Oscar six (6) times and never won, but besides her having actual talent (hot), and besides her looking Like That (very hot, also beautiful), she was always playing women who are, like, crazy repressed. Which makes it fun and easy for me to read these characters as queer. Icon!!!! You know what's hot? Playing ambiguously gay in vintage Hollywood.

Her face and talent and body, yes, ofc, duh. But also!!! Her HANDS!!!! I may be but a simple lesbian, but she is the best hactor (hand actor) that ever lived and that's HOT! For propriety's sake I feel I must redact a large portion of my commentary on this subject. Anyway. She's hot in her most famous roles (mentioned above), and also some of her sexiest hacting is on display in An Affair to Remember (her hand on the bannister when Cary Grant kisses her off-screen??? HELLO???), Tea and Sympathy (when she's trying to persuade Tom not to go out and she keeps flexing her hands like she wants to reach out to him but can't??? ALLY BEHAVIOR! WE STAN!), and The Innocents (which opens and closes with extended shots of her hands bc director Jack Clayton was also an ally and he did that for ME). Much of her appeal also lies in the fact that she often played deeply repressed characters and you know what's hot? When those uptight characters finally unravel. It's sexy. It's cathartic. It's erotic. Plus, she's beautiful to look at in both black & white and technicolor, and the more of her films you see, the more you can't help but fall in love!

Literally is in thee most famously sexy scene of all time (or maybe just during the hays code era which is what we're talking about HELLO), which is the beach scene with Burt Lancaster in from here to eternity. To quote a tumblr post of a screen capture of a tweet of a video of joy behar on the view: "y'know, there used to be movies where they were kissing on the beach... From Here to Eternity. They're kissing-- Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr are Kissing on the Beach and then the WAVES crash!! You know exactly what they did!"

She might have a reputation of being chaste and virginal or whatever, but we all know it's the quiet ones who are certifiable FREAKS

[xxetherealsweetheartxx]

Western Heat

Nsfw, MDNI. (1K words, intoxication, dub-con (both are drunk), breeding, gun-play)

How you hate him. How you hate this man. Him and his stupid cowboy hat and his stupid smirk and the way his black eyes sparkle. God, everytime you two fight he always has somehow to bring up that stupid night. It was one time. A man like him should let it go already. 

But you can’t deny the feeling in your lower stomach whenever you see him. After that night with him. You regretted going with him to that bar and then into that motel… He pretty much ruined you for other men. How? How did you let him that easily get to you? Oh right, outworld alcohol…

Talking about alcohol, you could really use a drink. Strutting down the streets of outworld, you stumble upon a small bar. You enter it and immediately make your way to the table at the corner.

After a few drinks you felt the effect of the alcohol hitting you. But that doesn't stop you from ordering more shots. Suddenly you can feel someone sit beside you. You look to your right and see the one and only Erron Black.

“Hey Sugar.” He greets, but you don’t take that lightly. “Don’t hey S.. Sugar me, asshole”

“Wow, no need to get aggressive, darlin’.” He smirks under that mask. You scoff. Suddenly he takes one of your shots, pulls his mask down and downs it. “Hey!” You blurted out. His shoulders just shake as he chuckles. 

“Y’know what this reminds me of?” God, you already know the answer. “The night where I made sure all of Outworld knew my name” You looked away as you felt your cheeks heat up. “Don’t play coy, that ain’t how you acted when you rode this cowboy-”

“Shut it.” Erron just laughed at your blushing. While continuing to  All of a sudden he just puts his arm around your shoulder. "Sweetheart, ya can deny as much as you want, but we both know what ya yearn for…”  

After you both went to the nearest hotel, Erron didn’t stop himself. He started kissing you with so much passion and lust. And the alcohol as well as the lack of breath makes you feel so lightheaded. 

All you can think about is his hands undressing you. With no care in the world he just cuts through your shirt and bra with the knife on his belt. You can see his stupid smug smile.

“Damn, I forgot how pretty these tits are” He comments.  His hands start playing with your breasts. The leather gloves made his touch feel a lot more rugged, which only resulted in more pleasure. You could only let small whimpers out as he touches your body so rough and with little care. But you like that about him. Such a wild man with a dangerous lifestyle. 

His touch (and the alcohol) makes you feel so intoxicated. You snap out of the trance when he pushed you on the bed.

Your mouth starts salivating when he starts undoing his belt. His semi-hard cock sprung out of his boxers. The color of his tip was a light coral red. From the slit drops of precum were dripping out and going down his long veiny dick. His hair down there was in fact a bit darker and there was a lot. But he trimmed it just enough, so it wouldn’t be in the way of the main event. No words can describe how perfect his dick is. 

He climbs onto the bed and pulls your jeans and panties all in one go. Putting both your thighs on his shoulder he starts licking long strides on your already soaking wet pussy.

“Well wouldn’t  ya know it, maybe we won’t need a lot of preparations. But I think you deserve it for being such a good slut.” His words only made you more turned on. You felt like a total bitch in heat. One that can only think about the cock of a certain cowboy.

A moan leaves your mouth as he puts his index finger inside your pussy. Suddenly he pulls completely away from you. You look at him confused “Erron..?” 

“Just a second, sweetie” He gets back to you. “Just enjoy it” You couldn’t argue with that and just closed your eyes. You moan as you feel him enter your cunt. Warm walls were basically milking him the second he entered you. 

Your eyes shot up when you felt something cold tap your clit. There was Erron, tapping the barrel of his gun on your pussy. “Shh… don’t be nervous, we both like the thrill of it..”

Your poor drunken state only nodded. You can only think about reaching your sweet orgasm. But Erron was right. The thrill of having a gun that near on your pussy only made you wetter. 

Erron puts his hands on your hips and slams into you with full strenght. Your breath got knocked out of your body as you feel your orgasm abroach.

A series of moans leave your mouth. His fingers stroke your cheek.

“I know, baby, I know… I’m close too..” He says before hitting that spot over and over again. Until the coil in your stomach snaps. You throw your head back and scream his name. His fingers on your hip held you so tight, it would probably leave crescent marks. His thick potent cum was deep in your stomach and when he pulled out, it started oozing from your poor abused pussy. Erron took a deep breath before stuffing his cum back with his fingers.

Erron was about to leave, but stopped himself when he saw your passed out form. He admired the way your body looked under those sheets. It wouldn’t hurt to stay. He lets out a sigh and goes to lay next to you. He must admit, he hadn’t felt such a vulnerable touch in such a long time. His eyes get heavier until he’s finally deep in slumber.

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MAY THE BEST MAN WIN

꒰ ⊹ ˚ Summary — Erron black decides to test the waters by flirting with you in front of Kano, but with him having some slight possessive nature,, he cannot let that happen any further without going down with a challenge

Pairing — Erron!Black x GN!Reader! X Kano!Reader

Contains of — Flirting, Pet names, jealousy, slight possessiveness, semi-argumentative behavior

My note — i am officially going on a MK writing spree, hopefully you enjoy this!! If you like it and would like to see more dont be afraid to send in a part 2 request or an idea of what you want to happen next, reader can be female or male, I’m trying to make my works as inclusive as possible!! Enjoy, Besitos 💋

Part two

Kano couldn't believe his eyes as he watched Erron Black, a rival he had crossed paths with many times in the past, shamelessly flirting with you.

Erron constantly looking at you up and down flashing his charming smile trying his hardest to make you feel enchanted by him,

As Kano watched from Afar His jaw clenched, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eye.

You and Kano have had some tension between you two before, recently you guys almost shared a kiss 2 weeks ago on a mission on a military base but obviously went to shit as it was ruined when Sonya and Johnny made a surprise ambush with Cassie& the others BUT THAT IS BESIDES THE POINT ( lmk if u want a singular fic on that)

As Erron Black continued his charming advances, Kano decided he'd had enough. He swaggered over, his usual bravado on full display. "Well, well, what's goin' on here?" he sneered, casting a knowing glance at you.

Erron raised an eyebrow, not one to back down from a challenge. "Just havin' a friendly chat with your lovely friend here, Kano," he replied, his eyes locked with yours.

Of course Kano's response was a mixture of his characteristic sarcasm and intimidation. "Friendly, eh? Y'know, darling, this one here might be a good shot with his guns, but I'm the real danger."

Erron chuckled, his voice smooth as whiskey. "Well, now, Kano, I've heard about your dangerous streak, but I reckon we're all just tryin' to have a good time, aren’t we hun “ he says the last 3 words looking at you

You felt like a pawn in a bizarre showdown between these two strong personalities. Kano's actions were driven by his jealousy and possessive nature, but there was an underlying concern for your feelings.

Kano leaned in closer to you, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "You see, sweetheart, he might be good with a gun, but I've got a silver tongue to match."

Erron Black, undeterred, leaned in from the other side. "Now, sugar, you don't have to choose just yet. We can all have a little fun."

As the bickering went on and on it was extremely obvious Kano isn’t down for a good time and doesn’t like sharing what is his, as it continued, you couldn't help but find the absurdity of the situation amusing.

Kano's antics, while often misguided, were a testament to the depth of his affection for you and the way he tried to assert his presence, even in the face of competition from someone as charismatic as Erron Black.

Kano's grin widened as he locked eyes with Erron. "A competition, then? Winner gets a kiss from the lovely Y/n."

Erron smirked, accepting the challenge. "You're on, Kano. May the best man win."

In the end, Erron Black may have started the flirtatious banter, but Kano's presence was a bold reminder that you were a coveted individual, and he was willing to go to great lengths to make sure you knew it. The flirting contest, despite its chaotic and comical moments, was a testament to the unconventional dynamics at play.

My next post is Kano X Reader Semi-Flirty Introduction Dialogue!! Let me know if I should post immediately or wait until Saturday?! Otherwise thanks for reading!! Have a wonderful day and remember you are enough!! Besitos 💋💋

[mlmxreader]

The Accidental Husband | Johnny Cage x m!reader

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↳ ❝ okay but here me out...when johnny and all of them are chilling in that bar,,,Skarlet introduces his younger brother (m!reader) Johnny immediately starts flirting with him and m!reader admits that he’s a huge fan of his movies and they both get too drunk and wake up in a random hotel room with wedding rings on bc they got married while blackout drunk 😩 ❞

: ̗̀➛ your sister introduces you to a... friend of hers, although things go a little too well.

: ̗̀➛ heavy drinking/alcohol consumption, swearing, reader is adopted/not a blood relative to Skarlet

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A long, long time ago, Skarlet had taken pity on a young boy who had no family; he was younger than she was, starving and scared. She wasn't sure what else to do with him, so she took the boy as her own brother; she helped raise him, and although he was never any good at Blood Magik, he showed promise elsewhere.

For years, it was just you and your sister, and when you were a little older, she allowed Liu Kang to introduce you to Kuai Liang; you showed promise within the Lin Kuei where you stayed. Skarlet visited as often as she could, despite the protests of the Grandmaster. It was there that you discovered Johnny Cage's films, and although some of them were absolutely awful, you would watch anything with him in it.

You were a huge fan, but you figured that it would be embarrassing to admit such a thing, especially to your own sister; she would never stop teasing you about it if she ever knew. So you kept it quiet.

You told Kuai Liang, only because he caught you skipping duties to watch one of Cage's new films; he just smiled and shook his head, telling you to crack on as soon as the film ended. Kuai Liang was always good to you like that; calm, reassuring, strong and patient. Gentle.

You looked up to him, and when you accidentally called him Uncle, he never held it against you or told your sister; but Kuai Liang was the closest thing you ever had to a father, and although he never treated you any differently to the other Lin Kuei, he was always kind.

He even allowed you to have "extra training" with his brother Tomas, which merely meant an excuse to watch Johnny Cage's films for a few hours together.

When you were trained enough to go out on your own, nearly halfway through your twenties, Skarlet picked you up. She took you to the nearest city, and as she was walking with you, she couldn't help but to laugh smugly to herself.

You were a little apprehensive, and couldn't understand why she wore a long, flowing red and black dress instead of her usual armour. It seemed a bit impractical, even if you were wearing a black hoodie and pale grey jogging bottoms that had been given to you by Tomas.

"I've got someone to introduce you to," she told you with a sly smile.

You looked at her with a raised brow. "Please tell me it's not Erron. You know I told him I wasn't interested."

"No," Skarlet shook her head. "It's someone you've never met before, and- in here."

You followed her into a nice restaurant, a little apprehensive; your sister could scheme and could be sly. She taught you how to do so yourself, but you knew that you could always trust her and that, if she had someone who she wanted you to meet, then you could probably trust them.

So you shrugged, and when she brought you to a quieter table, you didn't really question much. She ordered a glass of red wine while you got yourself an energy drink with a shot of vodka. Idle conversation with your sister followed until the drinks arrived, but just as you were about to take your first swig, you nearly choked on nothing.

"Is that-"

"Johnny Cage," Skarlet smiled, standing up and shaking his head. "You showed up."

Johnny nodded. "Well, yeah, Kuai Liang told me it was important - might be useful for my next film and-"

"Holy. Shit."

He looked at you, taking note of your appearance, and grinned. "Hello, handsome."

"Hi," you said quietly, feeling all too nervous. "I, uhm… hi."

Johnny pushed past your sister to sit next to you, his arm stretched out across the back of your chair. "I'm Johnny."

"I, I'm- I know," you said softly, hoping you didn't look too much like a deer in the headlights. He was even more handsome up close.

"He's a big fan," Skarlet told him. "Johnny, meet my brother."

Johnny laughed softly, not taking his attention from you. "Big fan?"

You nodded. Words had left you, and you weren't sure if you wanted them back or not. He was so pretty with his big brown eyes and his silly grin. You swallowed thickly, laughing nervously. "Sorry…"

"Oh, don't be," he shook his head. "If I knew all my fans were this good looking, I think I'd have it written into my contract that my press tours should be longer."

You laughed softly. "Thank you…"

Skarlet rolled her eyes, knowing her job had been done; she finished her glass of wine, and walked away, making sure to give the staff a tip before she left properly.

Johnny looked you up and down shamelessly. "Y'know, you've got leading man looks - have you ever thought about acting?"

You shook your head, stuttering nervously. "Uh, no…"

"You should," he mused. "You could really make it big, looking like that… Kuai Liang trained you, right?"

You nodded. "And Tomas."

"So he's handsome and he can fight," Johnny grinned. "Let me guess, you can cook and clean, too?"

"Yu-yeah."

"The full package," he put his hand on your shoulder. "How are you not married?"

You shrugged. "Just not something I ever, uhm… it's just not, uhm…"

"Don't be nervous," Johnny said quietly, moving to sit a little closer. "I know I'm a big time, handsome, movie star - but you're in safe hands with me… although… it's probably me who's in safe hands with you, right?"

You laughed softly, and Johnny felt his head spin a little at the sound; you knocked back your shot of vodka, hoping it would give you some confidence. "I, uhm…I need a drink."

"It's on me," Johnny told you, flagging down the waiter and getting six shots. The first round. "Handsome guy like you… it's only right I should buy your drinks."

You felt like your heart was going to pop out of your chest; Johnny Cage, a man you had been a fan of for who knew how many years, thought you were handsome. Fuck. You knew that the night would end somewhere wonderful. You didn't really want it to end.

There was one round, then another, and another, and you lost track after you started kissing Johnny in the alleyway after you had gone out for a cigarette; you weren't really sure what happened after that, but when you woke up, you were confused.

It was clearly a hotel room given the pristine painted walls and the lack of dust, the duvet around your waist was white and soft, yet a little stale. There was someone in the bed next to you, and when you gently pulled back the duvet, you wanted to scream.

Johnny Cage was in your bed. Or you were in his. Either way.

He turned over, opening one eye as he grinned.

"Hello, handsome."

"Johnny Cage is in my bed," you breathed out, staring at him.

"Mild correction, sweetheart," he groaned, sitting upright and stretching a little. "You're in my bed."

He still had his trousers on from the previous night. You were still fully clothed. You sighed a little with relief. "I'm… I'm in your bed?"

"Oh, yeah," he chuckled. "To be honest, I'm not really sure how we got here, I can't remember anything after kissing you but… y'know, I'm not one to kick a guy so handsome out."

You laughed softly, flopping down onto your back and covering your face with your hands as you grinned; but that's when you noticed it. The gold band on your ring finger. "Johnny?"

"Uh-huh?"

"I think something did happen last night," you murmured. "I'm wearing a ring…"

Johnny looked at his own ring finger, and barked out a laugh when he saw. "So am I."

"Well, fuck."

"Hey, this might not be all that bad," he told you, pulling your hands away from your face and straddling your waist. "At least it gives me a chance to know my biggest fan."

Your hands went to his waist by instinct as you bit down on the inside of your bottom lip. "You… you mean that?"

"Oh, yeah," he nodded, leaning over and letting his arms rest on the mattress either side of your head. "What?"

"Nothing, I… just…" you shrugged. "I dunno…"

"C'mere," Johnny whispered, gently and softly kissing you. He smiled when you buried your hands in his soft brown hair, getting his legs between yours as he nipped at your bottom lip softly. "What'd you say, huh? Me and you, husbands, and if it doesn't work out, I'll make sure you're taken care of - money, a house, whatever you want, baby."

You nodded. "Like dating?"

"With extra steps."

"Alright," you agreed with a soft laugh. "I… it's not what Kuai Liang would've wanted for me, but… fuck it. Uncle Liang can fuck himself."

"Perfect," Johnny grinned, trailing his hand down to your waist. "Do you want any breakfast, baby?"

"Yeah, I could eat," you nodded. "Thank you."

"I'm your husband," he teased softly. "It's my job to look after you."

[hollowtakami]

FOR THE GREATER GOOD

CONTENT: heavy angst, hurt w/ no comfort, implied ptsd/anxiety attack, corrupt hpsc, references to child abuse, power imbalance + implied beatings

WORD COUNT: 1130

AUTHOR NOTE: this is a very heavy (vent) fic - please do not read if you know this will trigger you (will be tagging this as nsfw on my masterlist bcs of its content). be safe, remember that you’re loved.

REBLOGS/COMMENTS ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED :)

Keigo hunched down onto the sofa, his skin finally remembering what its fabric felt like. Sinking into the plushness of the cushions, the avian sighed.

His eyes closed before he could stare at the ceiling. Instead, he’d stare at the abyss inside of him for hours.

He could hear his own breathing. Laboured, short. His chest felt heavy, the blood that circulated his body, nothing more than erroneous liquid.

His wings were made up of a few tattered secondaries and coverts, his primary feathers would need days to recover. His clothes stuck to him like a leech, the glue of his own sweat making his skin crawl.

A vibration in his trouser pocket brought him back to life. Keigo shot up, picking out his phone with a swift hand, his eyes strained by the painful white of the screen’s light.

The smartphone rang in his hand, shaking just like him. Keigo answered and felt himself sweating a little more.

“Hell-“

“Hawks. You’re needed for a last minute patrol.” A gruel voice barked out an order from the other end of the line.

“Madame President,” Keigo swallowed the spite stuck to his tongue, “With all due respect , you did just dismiss me, and I’m sure there are other heroes available to fill in for me!”

He did his best to spoil his voice with sunshine, but was met with nothing but silence.

His fluffy eyebrows furrowed at how loud the emptiness felt, not a single drone of white noise came from the other end.

“Madame-“

“You’re to report to my office immediately, Hawks,”

The call declined and the phone lay dead in his hand. Keigo’s fingers tightened around its frame, threatening to crack - whether the phone or his fingers would crack first, he wasn’t sure.

Tattered feathers sharpened in fear and Keigo’s face fell white. He had exhausted his body all day, fighting back whatever force the world threw at him. From the crack of dawn until the rest of the world fell asleep, he zipped around the city.

All for the greater good, he was always told.

And now, he was being told to report to his superior for - no doubt - a rather harsh scolding.

Peeling his clammy body from the sofa, Keigo made his way to his apartment’s door, leaving behind his jacket that he’d slung over a chair. His boots echoed footsteps and bounced them off the empty walls. Not looking back, not bothering to take in what he could of the only place he wasn’t watched.

They’d have cameras in here by the time he got back, anyway.

Walking down the street, Keigo was met with a black sky. Clouds hid away the beauty of the stars, the moon crying behind their mist. His feet slid across the pavement, too tired to put one in front of the other with the grace of a hero.

Keigo could fly and be there in a moment, but he’d sold his soul for a bit of cheap praise from people he knew couldn’t give a shit about him.

He’d reach the entrance of the HPSC eventually, the skyscraper sticking out of the gum of the ground like an ugly tooth. Greeting the receptionist telling her he’d been called for, he smiled with his teeth and trudged towards the nearest elevator and punched the button that would fly him up to Madame President’s office.

He stood still the whole ride, the eye of a camera burning into the back of his head - probably gawking at the laughable sight of his wings.

So much for the Winged Hero, Keigo thought.

Keigo went on autopilot as he sauntered through the empty floor of office cubicles until he reached the windowless room that was the sanctuary of his superior.

Bracing himself with a silent, short breath, Keigo rapped his knuckle on the door.

“Enter,” a low voice beckoned him forward.

Keigo pulled the door handle and slowly extended his arm inwards, met with the light of the office. The avian closed the door behind him and felt his wings shiver when he heard it auto-lock.

“Sit down, Hawks,” Madame President gestured to a lonely chair in front of her desk, smiling with hidden malice.

Keigo obeyed, lowering himself down and making sure he didn’t slouch.

“You asked for me?” He dared to speak.

“I don’t like attitude, Hawks,” Madame spoke, blunt as ever, “When a handler orders you to do something, you are expected to do it,”

Keigo felt his blood run cold at her words. She didn’t bother to blanket her intentions. He would be lectured, and then sanctioned. For the greater good.

“I understand, Madame,” Keigo squeaked, eyes down like a sheepish puppy.

“Look at me when I’m speaking to you.”

Keigo pinned his eyes to hers and didn’t dare break eye contact for a second. For a moment, he was a child again; a huddle of skin and bones on the floor as his father kicked in his stomach for leaving the house.

“Yes, Madame,” his voice barely scratched its way up his throat.

“For your outlandish behaviour against a handler, I’m sure you’re aware you will need to be sanctioned,” Madame President repeated Keigo’s thoughts.

The avian nodded, the corners of his lips quivering into a meek smile. His feathers ruffled, his heart threatening to burst from his chest.

Keigo felt sick.

For the greater good, his mind barked at him.

The days of his ‘special program’ ran through his mind. That poor boy, he had no idea what kind of machine they were going to turn him into. They were gentle at first, using blanketed words to coax him forward to their goal.

They used to be gentle to that baby bird. When it was time to pick through his pin feathers, they only tore them out.

“Follow me to the rehabilitation hall, Hawks.”

“Yes, Madame President.”

His superior ushered Keigo to the room he remembered all too well, watching him with the eyes in the back of her head.

The walk was quick, Keigo blinked and he was already locked in with the same man he’d known from his boyhood.

“Hawks.” He spat at the avian.

Hawks didn’t say anything. Like a whimpering dog, he inched forward to the man, awaiting his sanction.

The first punch was always the worst.

But, it was for the greater good.

When it was all over, they’d half-ass bandaging him up and covering up his bruises with makeup.

For the greater good, a hero must always look his best.

A hero must always obey his handler, no matter what. That’s what they’d told Keigo Takami when he was a little boy, right before they’d tell him that everything from this point onward;

For the greater good.

[mrshesh]

mortal kombat masterlist

x headcanons

x multiple

little hot things he does!

intros with fujin, kung lao & noob saibot - flirty edition!

x liu kang

nothing here yet, darling.

x kitana

nothing here yet, darling.

x noob saibot

nothing here yet, darling.

x johnny cage

how past & present johnny cage act on dates

intros with johnny cage - flirty banter edition!

intros with johnny cage - cocky & famous edition!

johnny cage cooking for you!

intros with johnny cage - domestic edition!

x shang tsung

fluffy relationship headcanons

x kano

nothing here yet, darling.

x scorpion

nothing here yet, darling.

x sub-zero

nothing here yet, darling.

x kung lao

nothing here yet, darling.

x kabal

intros with kabal - flirty edition!

x erron black

nothing here yet, darling.

x mileena

nothing here yet, darling.

x takeda

nothing here yet, darling.

x kenshi

nothing here yet, darling.

x fujin

nothing here yet, darling.

x raiden

nothing here yet, darling.

x jax

nothing here yet, darling.

x one-shots

x liu kang

nothing here yet, darling.

x kitana

nothing here yet, darling.

x noob saibot

nothing here yet, darling.

x johnny cage

cleaning johnny cage's wounds

x shang tsung

nothing here yet, darling.

x kano

nothing here yet, darling.

x scorpion

nothing here yet, darling.

x sub-zero

nothing here yet, darling.

x kung lao

nothing here yet, darling.

x kabal

nothing here yet, darling.

x erron black

nothing here yet, darling.

x mileena

nothing here yet, darling.

x takeda

nothing here yet, darling.

x kenshi

nothing here yet, darling.

x fujin

nothing here yet, darling.

x raiden

nothing here yet, darling.

x jax

nothing here yet, darling.

[dragonfiremagic]

Turns out I really like Kaiju I have too many brewing interests pls help lmao I decided to design a giant literally edgy angsty robot birb because yes :>

Sekkō's info under the cut! v v v

Name: Sekkō Size: 400 feet (From tip of the tail to the head), total wingspan - 600 feet, 100+ feet from feet to head Appearance: Black metallic robotic avian kaiju with a pair of gigantic wings and a very long tail 3 times the size of its own body. The wings' metallic surface reflects a rainbow shine and slight turquoise coloring at the tips. Wing tips, body, neck and head are decorated with glowing blue orb like lights. Sekkō has 3 sets of eyes, 3 pairs of tail flukes, a crested head, strong well-developed forelimbs and legs with sharp large claws

Gender: Genderless (They/It)

Abilities: Compressed high density electrical orbs that are shot from the beak and its chest core, technology/signal override, massive EMP blasts and electrical shock surges, extraordinarily razor sharp body and wings made of sturdy titanium-like alloys of alien technology and metallic element origin, can reach flight speeds beyond mach 10, can create powerful gusts of forceful hurricane-like winds by flapping and adhesive acidic liquid that is excreted by the tongue syringe. It is intelligent, calculative and strategic Description: Solitary and hostile towards anyone/anything unfamiliar invading its nest and conquered territory. Doesn't seem to care for or notice human presence, unless actively provoked. Sekkō is often on the fly to gather material for its massive growing skyscraper sized tower-nest. It is known to actively seek after massive human-made combat robots known as garets that it may notice and tear to shreds to further construct its nest, so garet rivers are advised to be extremely cautious of this specific kaiju. No one has been able to reliably capture footage of Sekkō's nest-tower as any incoming signals are disrupted and Earth-based technology becomes badly damaged if it gets too close to the nest. No one seems to know where this robotic kaiju came from or whatever its purpose may be on Earth...If it has any programmed purpose at all and instead maybe gone rogue/erroneous. it is speculated to be of possible alien or interdimensional origins.

[iris-of-bliss]

Blowing Off Steam [18+]

Summary: Today’s mission was a disaster, leading two familiar faces into a bad mood. You and the boys try something special to get the situation off your heads for a while.

Pairing(s): Kabal/F!Reader/Erron Black

Warning(s): NSFW

That bloody fiasco between the Black Dragon and Red Dragon couldn’t get any worse. Both sides had losses of goons while others were badly injured. Seeing them back at the base has already gotten you prepared for the job. Luckily the top trio made it through the hassle. These guys are pretty skilled fighters after all.

You were in the middle of working on the last patient. A lot of them were injured, but the medical work was going steady. You were getting finished stitching the guy up.

“If I were you, I would sit this one out for a few days,” you informed, “I don’t want you guys to go risking your lives like this.”

“I’m always taking advice from a pretty face,” your patient winked at you, earning a soft giggle from you.

A familiar voice of a cowboy butted in, “I think I’m the one who calls her that, partner. Did you and your guys grab any intel?”

“Yeah. Red Dragon’s already getting a plan worked out. Something to do with taking over our quarters.”

“Shit,” Erron stared down at the floor, brows furrowed.

You look at your surroundings until you hear Kabal’s voice far outside your door. Getting up from your seat, you slowly walk up to see him speaking with the other mercs. By his expression, he seemed to be in an angry mood after the mission.

“If you let something like this happen again, I won’t hesitate to cut your fucking head open. Got it!?” Kabal’s voice was disgruntled, “Not gonna deal with this shit…”

He comes to a stop after his eyes shot at you before walking towards you. The feeling of relief seeing his girl again rose in his chest. The merc smiles and hugs you in an embrace as you return the gesture.

“Hey, baby,” Kabal whispers, letting you go to place his hands on your shoulders, “About damn time I saw you again.”

“Are you okay, Kabal? Do you have any injuries?”

Your boyfriend shook his head, “No. Had a shitty day.”

Hands trail down to your waist, pulling your body close to his. Kabal looks into your eyes intensely.

“C’mon, babe. I gotta blow off some steam.”

As soon as you and Kabal try to make it in his quarters, the Black Dragon leader stopped your tracks unfortunately.

“Not so fast, speedy. You’re gonna do us a little favor.”

The merc groaned, “What the hell do you want now, Kano?”

“Luckily for us, we caught a live one working for the Red Dragon. He’s got plenty of intel we could put into good use. How about you lend a hand and interrogate this drongo?”

Kabal thought for a moment before turning to kiss you. He needed to leave for a bit.

“This’ll have to wait, doll. I’ll see you later.”

You watched as your boyfriend walks with Kano to the interrogation room. You can feel the cowboy’s presence move close from behind.

“Is there anything you need, Black?” you ask out of curiosity.

“Sure, more like doing you a favor for patchin’ me up,” he replied tenderly, “how about it, sugar?”

The lovely nicknames he called you kept giving you butterflies. You even dare to give him the title Charmer of the West for this.

You turn to him and trace a finger over his bandaged arm with a smirk, “Why that would be comforting, Mr. Flirtatious.”

Erron let out a chuckle, “I’ll snag a couple of glasses and some whiskey. We’ll head to the alley in a minute.”

Your time with Erron in the Black Market Alley has been relaxing so far. You guys settled against the side of a humvee, taking in the quiet scenery of the evening. Glasses lay out on top of the vehicle’s hood along with you leaning towards it. Your finger traced across the edges of your glass in circular motions. Unsure of what topic to bring up, you ask about the mission, “So how did the job go? I heard it was pretty messy.”

Unsurprisingly, a deep sigh could be heard. There was a brief silence before you got your answer, “It was a fuckin’ shit show.”

You make a worried expression as you take another sip of your whiskey, “I’m sorry to hear about that. What lead you guys to fail?”

The cowboy takes his glass to finish before placing it back, “The work was going smooth, until some of our boys went in and fucked it right up. A couple of our agents couldn’t do shit. Then this son of a bitch Mavado cut my arm.”

You turn to look at Erron’s arm once again. It did make sense that the wound was Mavado’s doing after the nasty gash you saw. It didn’t matter to him anyway. He isn’t afraid to encounter a thrill any second from now. Your eyes then move up to his face, catching a slight smile. It was your first time seeing him without his mask as he made you blush.

“At least he didn’t cut that handsome face of yours,” you flirt at him.

With a smirk, Erron turns and walks toward you. His gloved hand rubs against the small of your back. He leans in and gives a few kisses on your cheek. You arch your back and turn to him to exchange kisses. Luckily the weather tonight wasn’t so cold. Maybe staying out for a bit longer won’t be so bad. The pacing was slow before picking up quickly. Tongues dance with a few soft moans erupting from you. You can sense the deep taste of each other’s whiskey. Erron began to feel erect. One of his hands snake down between your thighs, rubbing your clothed entry. You moan and pull away from the kiss, gasping for air. Your head rests against his chest to hear a chuckle out of the assassin.

You look up at him, “I want you to fill me up, cowboy.”

You grab his hand and walk with him to a wooden table you found in the middle of the alley. After letting go, you proceed to pull down your jeans along with your panties, letting them drop to your ankles. You bent onto the table and arched your rear to him, presenting a wet opening. Erron unbuckles his pants to free his cock to push against your sex. It was easy achieving light whimpers from you while being rubbed against. He leans into your ear and grips your waist, “Time to giddy up, baby doll.”

Before he manages to enter, a sudden burst of purple appeared right in front of you. The man’s fist slams against the table. You already knew it was Kabal.

“Not so fast, Black! Trying to have a good time fucking without me?”

Shit. He was still in a bad mood, but it somehow turned you on more. Black Dragon member Kabal fucking you while pissed? He will make sure you were filled up full this time.

Erron whispers to you, “Looks like our nurse is being naughty. Isn’t that right, sugar?”

You can feel his hand squeeze your ass only for you to moan again. Kabal lifts your chin up to burn his eyes into yours. His voice sounded dark, “Could’ve at least waited until I was finished. Looks like someone’s begging for it.”

The mercenary unbuckles himself to pull his cock out, stroking for it to harden.

“Get to work, Black.”

You let out a gasped moan as Erron shoved himself inside you and penetrated through slow paces. Kabal grabs your hair so you could watch him readying his cock. Taking in the sight of himself growing more erect had your sex throb around Erron’s. This causes him to moan and end up fucking you rougher. As soon as Kabal was hard enough, he presses the tip against your lips.

The merc teased, “Open wide, princess.”

You do as he says and take his cock in your mouth. He goes in and out of you steadily while gripping a handful of your hair. He lets his free hand rest on the table to lean forward. Two Black Dragon criminals spit roasting you was an arousing sight to behold. You felt so full with them inside you. They began to enjoy fucking you in this fashion, especially Kabal. Those thoughts were interrupted when you notice Kabal halting his thrusts to remove his necklace.

“Hey, do me a favor and tie her wrists. I’ll hold onto her,” the merc tells Erron before going through the task. He held your arms behind your back while Erron ties your wrists together. Afterwards, they resumed their session of thrusting in your now restrained self.

“God, you feel so fucking amazing on my cock.”

Kabal’s gloved hand slid down to your neck to caress gently, feeling the motions of himself after going deeper. Your body flinched from your gag reflex with tears forming in your eyes. Regardless, you kept moaning in pleasure from the torturous fucking.

“C’mon, baby. You got this,” he whispers and thrusts into you quicker. Erron does the same to your already wet pussy. You manage to relax and take in your boyfriend’s member sliding in and out. The tip of your tongue licks across the bottom of his shaft while you continue to moan further. Kabal threw his head back and growled at your sudden tease. His movements end up being rougher.

“Such a good girl, baby. I’ve been waiting for this after that fucking mission.”

You couldn’t resist Kabal’s voice. Hell, it even made you hit close to your climax. A pool of heat was forming in your stomach. Your legs were about to collapse. You were starting to sweat as the two men kept going inside you. The sounds of panting and moaning with the feeling of hot breaths across your skin. You were going to be a mess.

Erron smacks your ass that earned him an audible yelp. Kabal recognized this before grinning at you.

“Yeah, you like that?”

He grabs ahold of your hair again, reaching near his climax. The cowboy is dealing with the same thing by tightly holding your waist. Your body was about to shatter. You felt your orgasm erupt along with the Black Dragons. With their warm fluids mixed with yours, both of them slide out of you to buckle their pants back on. You breathe desperately for the absent air needed after the spit roast. Your vision was getting foggy.

Kabal chuckled at the work he’s done to you, “Damn. Talk about having Kaballs deep in you, huh?”

Erron gives him a blank stare, knowing how stupid his joke was.

“That joke ain’t funny, Kabal.”

“Ah c’mon, I was just fucking around.”

“Don’t make me hear that shit again, or else I’ll shoot ya point blank.”

Kabal’s eyes roll until he looks at your faint body. He knew you were getting tired after all this action. One of his hands caress your soaked hair. Your eyes fade to black as you hear him speak, “Let’s just get this mess cleaned up.”

—

A few hours pass until you finally wake up in Kabal’s bed. You stretched while yawning from the nap you took. This is strange, but somehow you feel clean. You were also in bed naked. Did your guys help clean you up? How sweet of them. You hear the sound of a door open, only for you to know it’s Kabal. He shuts the door locked before removing some of his clothes, remaining in his tank and boxers. Laying beside you, the merc hovers over you and plants a kiss on your forehead. Your hand caresses the side of his face.

You ask softly, “Did I help manage your anger, hun?”

“Of course you did, sweetheart,” Kabal replied before pulling your body against his.

He kisses you passionately as you return the favor. Your hands wrap around the back of his neck, taking him in deeper. The merc then bites into your bottom lip and licks teasingly. His eyes also lock into yours. Your face turns into a warm red and you whimper, earning him a grin. Kabal moves along your neck to mark numerous kisses across it. You giggled at this, “Oh Kabal, you mess around so much, don’t you?”

He ignores you to then lick the croon of your neck and tenderly suck on your skin with his teeth. Your hands hold onto his shoulders tight. You feel a hard bite through your skin.

“A-ah! Kabal…”

The merc pulls away after giving you a noticeable hickey. It looked good enough for others to see later on. His lips brush along your ear as he whispered, “We better go to sleep, or else you won’t be able to walk in the morning.”

You nod before kissing each other goodnight. He spoons you from behind while you held onto his arms. Hopefully the next mission wouldn’t be so bad this time.

[running-with-the-feels]

I'd like more drunk kaui liang pls if that's okay

That is delightful!

Koala Bear Kuai Liang has a reputation among the defenders for how cuddly he is, and while Hanzo is the one usually bearing the brunt of that, other characters have too.

Jax once had to deal with Kuai Liang hugging him for a full five minutes in dead silence

Frost has been picked up in a bear hug and swung about, much to her confusion (and joy bc lets be real, bbygirl is touch starved and craves affection)

Imagining that Liu Kang and Kung Lao never died (bc f that), Liu Kang once had to deal with Kuai Liang hanging off of his back like a cape (made difficult by the fact that Kuai Liang is about 7 inches taller than Liu Kang in my hc)

Kung Lao and Johnny have both made out with a drunk Kuai Liang (while also being drunk themselves and y'all, I got drunk headcanons for the whole roster if you want em, just say the word) and maintain that it was a heavenly experience

Kung Lao's exact words were "if I didn't know that Hanzo would burn me alive for it, I would be at Kuai Liang's doorstep begging to bed him.

Johnny has bedded him and seconds that sentiment

Kuai Liang is also a surprisingly good dancer when drunk, like no matter how many he's had he can still bust a move with the best of them (then he tries to walk normally and trips and falls on his face)

Tipsy Statue Kuai Liang also has a reputation, with there being an entire gc dedicated to pictures of him standing still and unblinking as he tries to hide the fact that he's tipsy.

Also gonna sneak my Autistic Kuai Liang headcanon into here bc I will die on this hill, but once he gets chatty he will infodump on the nearest person. Out of all the defenders, Sonya is the one who tolerates it best bc she's used to it from Johnny. Hanzo obviously is a close second, and only in second bc he keeps getting distracted by how pretty Kuai Liang is when his brown isn't constantly furrowed.

Further into the Autistic Kuai Liang headcanon, always has the urge to run his hands through Hanzo's hair as a stim but restrains himself. Until he gets drunk in which case his hands rarely ever leave Hanzo's hair

bless him but Hanzo is Struggling with that

Kuai Liang doesn't tend to do shots, But, he will if it is part of one of Johnny's games (I hc that he gets all the defenders together at his mansion every now and again as "team building")

his favorite shot is a jaeger bomb and his least favorite is tequila

He refuses to drink cocktails, not bc he doesn't like them but bc Johnny makes them strong enough to kill a man and the last time Kuai Liang drank one he very nearly made a Bad Decision (almost slept with an equally drunk Erron Black)

Slightly sad drunk Kuai Liang hc: the way he behaves when he is drunk is very similar to the personality he would have had if he had never been kidnapped by the Lin Kuei, like if he had lived a normal life he would be something like that. At least, that is how he thinks of it, even if the reality is somewhat different.

Side note: I might make a tier list of all the people Kuai Liang either has/will/would never drunkenly made out with if anyone is interested in that? lemme know

Whenever Kuai Liang drinks, he is around friends too, like that's not something he does on his own or in public for him it's only ever social. After a while, all the defenders kinda get to know how they all are when they're drunk so they look out for one another.

For Kuai Liang this usually means he's gently guided towards a bed whenever he starts looking sleepy, usually by Hanzo, and bc he's super tactile whoever it is has to hold his hand until he's fully asleep or he'll cry

It is, in fact, the only time any of them have ever seen him cry and they all hate the sight of it now and will avoid it at all costs.

I'm sure I can think of more later, so lemme know if you want them. I've also seen ppl on tumblr do a thing where they answer asks in character, I have no idea if I'd be good at that or if anyone wants to see that but if you have any questions for drunk (or sober) Kuai Liang, feel free to send them over?

[powdermelonkeg]

Tears of the Kingdom: The Final Analysis

Part 3

Continuing from Part 2, we get our first look at "Ganondorf" in this trailer:

You'll notice that I've put that in quotes; that's because I'm not quite convinced it's him. At least, not entirely.

This is Ganondorf as he appears in his official artwork, and, as we'll see shortly, how he shows up later in the video. His hair looks like actual hair, his skin is very much an olive green shade.

The hair in this shot looks much more like the tendrils of malice that crept across the floor in the first trailer:

And if we look at his hand, it's got glowing edges on black skin:

To me, this looks a lot more like scales and veins than anything. Which we have seen before.

Most importantly, Ganondorf does not speak in this scene. We don't have any confirmation that this is the same man, because it cuts just before he turns to face the viewer.

And if we look closely

We can see the veiny malice, as well as bare skin beneath his hair.

The following remarks are erroneous, and are corrected at the bottom of the error.

Ganondorf wears different apparel. This same shot should have been covered but wasn't.

Even dehydrated, Gan has this sleeve. If this isn't a different person, then some interesting things happened to Gan specifically to get to that shot.

Edit: @princessfaeron found the edge of the sleeve! I just missed it due to screenshotting it.

Our next shot has Link jumping after Zelda, like we've seen in the other trailers:

He reaches for her hand, his own absolutely covered in malice, with the same veins on it as the man in the shot before:

But he misses

And she falls

And she glows

But the most interesting thing about this glow is that the big glow distracts from the littler, more important one.

Here, Zelda's hand is glowing. And it's not her Triforce hand—that, like with her predecessors, has always been her right hand.

This is her left, which is completely out of view when she falls, and is fully curled up here. She's holding something, and that something is activating.

Next we get another shot of Gerudo Desert, this one on the northeastern side. Quicksand pits are everywhere.

There's a Zonai glyph stepping forward

A splotch of malice

And one of the generator things. Interestingly, this one isn't giving off glowing spirals—the only glow on it looks like a doorway of some kind. A shrine-style entrance?

Then we get a look at an underground cavern, presumably in Eldin. By the look of Link's gear, it's in an area that'll light you on fire without proper equipment.

That is definitely Flamebreaker armor, so we can assume that most armor (at least the practical sets) can still be bought throughout the game.

The architecture here has the trademark Zonai shape to it, but it looks as if lava's poured onto it. Parts are likely inaccessible because of rocks blocking the way.

And over there might be a minecart track. Whatever it is, it doesn't look very sturdy.

Next, we have a sky ship, presumably coming to pick Link up.

This weather here looks like the Thunderhead from Skyward Sword; possibly an impenetrable barrier that the ship has to pass through.

The ship's figurehead has a very Zonai feel to it, so it's likely that all the dungeons, as well as means to get to them, are going to be from repurposing old Zonai technology:

Then there's a second ship in the back:

Do these run on a circuit, so you don't have to wait for one to go all the way around the circle? Are there multiple ships in different directions? Is this one reddish because it's malice-infected?

I'm out of picture space again, so I'll put the link to Part 4 here once it's done!

Edit: Part 4!

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Russian bomber pilots hit a grain ship in the Black Sea by mistake as they “targeted it in haste” and wanted to fly away quickly to avoid Ukrainian air defences, say British defence chiefs.

The Ministry of Defence in London believes that the merchant vessel Aya may only have escaped catastrophic damage because of a “detonation failure” in the “aging munition” fired at it.

In its latest intelligence update, the MoD said: “On 11 September 2024, the merchant vessel Aya was struck by a missile in the Black Sea as it transited south from the Ukrainian port of Odesa having been loaded with more than 26 thousand tons of grain bound for Egypt.

“It is almost certain that the missile was an AS-4 KITCHEN anti-ship missile launched by a Tu-22M3 BACKFIRE Russian bomber that was operating in the area at the time. It is a realistic possibility that a detonation failure avoided catastrophic damage.”

Russian and Ukrainian forces have fought a series of battles along the Black Sea coastline, and out at sea, including over Snake Island, which was captured by Vladimir Putin’s forces before being seized back, and the sinking of the flagship Moskva warship.

The Russian navy was forced to retreat from the Black Sea after the port of Sevastopol in Crimea was targeted.

But the British military chiefs do not believe that the grain vessel was hit on purpose and instead that it was “likely struck due to poor targeting procedures from Russian pilots using an aging munition”.

They added: “Following the loss of a BACKFIRE in April this year, Russia has almost certainly been more wary with their strike operations in the Black Sea.

“It is a realistic possibility this incident occurred due to pilots incorrectly identifying Aya as their target in haste, wanting to depart the area immediately after launch for fear of being targeted by a Ukrainian surface to air missile.

“The KITCHEN missile has consistently underperformed in the Ukraine conflict. Launching a supersonic cruise missile on an incorrect heading against a likely erroneous target in international waters demonstrates extremely poor and irresponsible aviation practice.”

Britain, the US, Ukraine and its allies have been fighting an information war, alongside the battlefield conflict, against Russia so their briefings need to be treated with caution.

However, they are far more believable than the propaganda issued by the Kremlin.

Meanwhile, Ukraine's armed forces commander General Oleksandr Syrskyi said on Thursday he had ordered defences to be strengthened in the eastern Donetsk region, a day after Kyiv forces announced they had withdrawn from the town of Vuhledar.

Russian troops are steadily inching forward in different sectors in eastern Ukraine despite Kyiv's surprise incursion into Russia's western Kursk region in August that it was hoped would slow the advances.

Syrskyi said on social media he was working on "one of the hottest front sectors" with the 25th Sicheslav Airborne Brigade.

He gave no details on the exact location but the brigade operates in the Pokrovsk front, an area of intensified Russian assaults.

"While working in the brigade, I made a number of decisions aimed at strengthening stability and effectiveness of our defence," Syrskyi said.

Russian forces launched a major drone attack overnight on 15 Ukrainian regions, causing damage to commercial and residential buildings, local authorities said on Thursday, though there were no immediate reports of any casualties.

The Ukrainian air force said it had shot down 78 out of 105 Russian drones during the assault, with 23 more likely impacted by active electronic jamming.

Authorities in the Ukrainian capital Kyiv said the air force had downed around 15 drones over the city and its surroundings during an air alert that lasted more than five hours.

A Russian drone targeted a truck delivering gas in Ukraine's northern Chernihiv region on Thursday, killing two adults and a child, police said.

Ukrainian drones attacked the "Borisoglebsk" military airfield and warehouses for fuel and guided bombs in Russia's Voronezh region overnight, according to a Ukrainian security source.

The security source said Ukraine's SBU security service was continuing actions to reduce the ability of Russian troops to use fighter jets with guided bombs to strike Ukrainian cities, and that attacks on Russian airfields would continue.

The drones attacked warehouses, parking lots for Russian Sukhoi Su-35 and Su-34 jets and aviation fuel storage facilities at the Borisoglebsk airfield, the source said.

"From there, the enemy actively bombards Ukrainian territories with guided bombs," he said.

Pictures on the attack and a short video clip showing fires could not be independently verified and the extent of the damage was not immediately clear.

Alexander Gusev, the governor of Russia's Voronezh region, said Russian air defence had shot down 10 drones over the region. He did not report any damage.

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Mortal Kombat Inktober

Day 8 Western - Erron Black

Always giving the Clint Eastwood vibes this guy.

Just one shot and you're buzzard bait.

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