#kenshi takashi x y/n

[itjazzbicch]

Reborn

Pairing:  Kenshi Takashi x Fem Reader 

Summary: Traumatized from all of the horrific sights the reader had seen while defending their timeline and facing Titan Shang Tsung, the reader decided to part ways with her fellow champions and Lui Kang, falling off the grid, but when she is found by her close friend, Kenshi, he offers her a new path in life, at first shutting her down, but his words sticking with her and giving her the motivation to find herself again...

Warnings: Kenshi Tower ending spoilers, The reader deals with some mental health issues, Jax is in this fic (colored purple) slight swearing (but that's about it!) The song used in this fic is listed below!

Word Count: 1.5k 

When I was chosen to be a champion, I thought that my life would excel and that I'd achieve things that I couldn't imagine, but as time progressed, I was put to the test. I passed and made it out alive, but I left with scars on my skin and in my mind.

We all had our lives to live. My friends stayed in touch with one another, but I isolated myself and practically fell off the face of the earth. It would be best if my former friends didn't know where I was and what I was doing.

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"She's here. I just have this feeling, Briggs."

"Well, I've never met her, so I'll trust your gut on this one-"

Sooner or later, someone was bound to come and find me. Kenshi, being the one to step up, and did not expect to see me in a nightclub, shocked to hear my singing:

"Now it's one more boy and it's one more line

(Holding on for your call)

Taking the pills just to pass the time

(I can never say no)

'Cause I'm gonna be free and I'm gonna be fine

(Holding on for your call)

'Cause I'm gonna be free and I'm gonna be fine

But maybe not tonight”

"She's a performer?" Briggs saw me on stage, dancing in a skimpy dress, the crowd of the club roaring; disbelief was all over Kenshi's face as he shook his head slowly:

"I never even knew that she could sing."

"It's a different kind of danger And the bells are ringing out And I'm calling for my mother As I pull the pillars down It's a different kind of danger And my feet are spinning around Never knew I was a dancer 'Til Delilah showed me how,"

Nothing was stopping me from singing, this being the one thing that made me feel alive, dancing, and finishing off:

"Too fast for freedom Sometimes it all falls down These chains never leave me I keep dragging them around Too fast for freedom Sometimes it all falls down These chains never leave me I keep dragging them around."

Posing then bowing as the crowd clapped and whistled at me, Kenshi was evident in the crowd, wearing sunglasses instead of that red band, but I knew him when I saw him. When my eyes locked on him, I could feel the tension as his attention was locked on me, too.

I didn't know who the guy with him was, but either way, it was time to get out of there.

"Give it up for our Queen, Y/N!" The DJ had to keep exciting the crowd, just my luck, but he wasn't in charge of this place, so I waved to the crowd again before slipping to the back.

Rushing to grab my stuff and my car keys, I knew Kenshi would try and find a way to me. Hoping security would do good at their job, I slipped out the back and heard from the darkness by my car:

"Since when did you sing?"

"Kenshi," I sighed, rolling my eyes and giving up on avoiding him, "I've always sung. Just never told anyone."

"Ah, well, you're good at it," Stepping out of the darkness with that guy, his tone showed his concern for me, "Just didn't expect to find you in a place like this-"

"Who's the guy?" I was standoff-ish with strangers, but I didn't sense any ill intentions from him as he stepped up and introduced himself:

"Jackson Briggs. Takashi and I now work for the OIA. We hoped to speak with you."

Offering his hand to me, I only stared, cocking my eyebrow at Kenshi, "OIA? What the hell is that?"

"The Outerworld Investigation Agency," Kenshi explained, "I'm sure you can puzzle the pieces together-"

"Yeah, and I decline," I spat quickly, my harshness leaving them silent; I rolled my eyes again as Kenshi only turned his head to Briggs, wanting to talk to me alone.

"Y/N," Now that we were alone, Kenshi wasn't going to leave till he got more answers, showing more concern for me, whispering, "We've all been worrying about you. Johnny, Kung Lao, Raiden, even Lord Lui Kang-"

"As you see, I'm fine," I didn't want to have this conversation, trying to shut it down, "It was nice seeing you, but-"

"Y/N-" More stern in his tone, he held me by the shoulders, trying to read me better, "Even I can see that something's wrong and how you changed so drastically. I know we went through a lot, but-"

"No, buts-" I whispered, my emotions starting to rise, "That stuff mentally screwed me, and I don't want to return to that life."

"Have you forgotten that you are a champion?" His words brought tears to my eyes, and I felt as if a fire was burning under me, a mixture of pressure and deep desires, "We're human, and our minds can be fragile, I get that, but you're strong, whether you believe it or not. The realms need you."

"I haven't forgotten," I whispered, giving false hope before crushing the motivation he tried to give me, "I haven't forgotten the pain that being a 'champion' has put me through. The realms don't need me."

The silence between us was eerie. I had him frozen in disbelief, hugging his stiff body and whispering before I walked away:

"I do appreciate the concern, but we all have different fates. I'm sorry if mine doesn't align with yours."

"Wait-" It was becoming difficult not to snap, but I had a soft spot for Kenshi, stopping and looking as he handed me a card, "Just in case you change your mind."

"Sure," I huffed sarcastically, finally escaping the situation, but it stuck with me.

I spent the next few nights wide awake, lost in thought, questioning my entire life. For some reason, Kenshi's words, "Have you forgotten that you are a champion," replayed in my head. Over and over.

Staring at his business card, I relived everything that I went through as a champion, and the one constant circled my mind. I never gave up. I faced death and overcame it, took down a Titan. The mental conflicts had me shaking.

The life I was living now wasn't meant for me; that was a fact that I could accept. Maybe Kenshi was right.

Laying back, holding that card close, for the first time since I parted ways with everyone, I felt some peace, knowing what I needed to do and what was right.

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"Hey, Takashi," It took a few more days to get myself together, but it was worth seeing the expression on Kenshi's face as his partner Jax brought me into his office, "Someone important is here to see you."

It was hard not to laugh at his hung jaw, giggling through my question, "You still want me to work with you, right?"

Kenshi's shocked expression turned into a small, relieved smile, "I'm glad you decided to come."

"We got a lot of work to do," Jax smiled at us, heading out the door and teasing Kenshi, "Make sure she knows how to do things right!"

"That won't be an issue," He chuckled, and when the door closed, I took Kenshi's hand and gave him a tight hug, confusing him for a moment, "The job's not that bad-"

"It's not that. It's just-; Thank you, Kenshi," I whispered. Kenshi realized what I had been feeling, returned my hug, and rubbed my back softly.

"I've been wanting to apologize to you. I knew that all the horrible things we went through were getting to your head, and I didn't do anything-"

Hearing him say that made me want to sob, but I shook it off, holding his head to mine, finally defeating the demons in my mind:

"You don't have to apologize for anything. That was a battle that only I could fight. Don't worry anymore, Kenshi. I finally remembered who I am."

Smiling more, he was happy for me and proud, "You're going to make a great agent, you know."

"From what I heard, you made quite a reputation for yourself here. I'll make sure to be even better," I teased, making us laugh, Kenshi teasing back:

"Did you go visit Johnny before you came here? You're sounding a little too cocky, just like him."

Laughing and shaking my head, I acknowledged, "No, but I need to go visit the guys."

"They'll be over the moon when you do. Just don't let Cage know that you can sing. He'll try to get you into the music business," He smirked, making me laugh, leaning over to his desk and then placing a badge in my hand, "Welcome to the team, Y/N."

Staring at the badge, I felt a true purpose in my life again, clenching it in my fist, being filled with a new kind of pride, my voice alone showing my newfound loyalty to Kenshi and the OIA, "I won't disappoint you and give you my all, Kenshi." 

2023 © itjazzbicch — do not repost or translate my work. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome 

[crimsonbubble]

I had an idea that I thought I’d share, but you’re not obligated to write it if you don’t feel up to it. What I was thinking was about the reader having a voice kink and one of the MK1 guys (doesn’t matter who, but Kenshi, Bi-Han and Liu Kang were the main ones that came to mind) learn about this and become much more vocal in the bedroom, groaning and growling in Reader’s ear, dirty talking to them more frequently, etc. Thank you!! 💜

cw. suggestive, gn!reader, voice kink, praise *not proofread, just pure brainrot

[im a whore for nice voices]

Okay so first thought... bi han

He has the same voice actor as gojo satoru in the english dub (tysm kaiji tang)

But bi han has a certain hoarseness/raspiness to his voice that makes you shiver

When he finds out how his voice affects you, he seemed indifferent

Almost like it didn't matter to him

But then he starts doing little things like quiet affirmations in passing so he can hide the way his cheeks go pink under his mask

But it increases tenfold in the bedroom

He's still relatively quiet safe for a few grunts and groans here and there

But he plays it up a bit and makes sure that his mouth is right by your ear so you can hear everything

"You did well, pet."

Okay now,, kenshi

This sexy mf has the smoothest voice that simply makes me want to take my panties off I'm so sorry I am only slightly ashamed

It's smooth but has this undertone of raspiness that makes him sound hot as fuck

He's the type to go "hmm?" and lean down/forward so he can hear you better

Also the type to go like "Yea?" "Oh yea?" or "Is that so?"

Something about imagining kenshi saying any of these is actually detrimental to my health

He makes me crazy

He's also the type to look at you with the warmest, gentlest and most loving gaze

The type that makes your heart go @#&#%^#%^#&

But seriously, he digs into your voice kink so fucking hard

Constant praise even outside of the bedroom

He likes to toy with you and fluster you just for your reactions

And your face when he tells you how good you're doing for him is just too cute to not love

"Yea? You like being good for me?"

[koisuko]

Hello!

I'd like to request one of the MK1 boys, with a reader (gn) who's pampered and a bit spoiled. They seem like a brat, but in bed, they're actually super obedient and sensitive. Like, they'd begin crying if they thought they did something to annoy their partner.

You can make it as SFW or NSFW as you want, I don't really have a preference. Thank you! ^^

Npnp! Hopefully you like it ❤️ (doing Kenshi because I love him)

Tw: 18+ nsfw, mdni, blind Kenshi, crying, gn reader, brat reader, sub reader, soft dom Kenshi

Kenshi would roll his eyes if there were some in his sockets. Currently, you sat in front of him, whining about an earring somehow lost during a night out. When you asked him for a replacement pair, he declined, in the most delicate way possible. Yet, that didn’t stop you from feeling a bit frustrated. “That was my favorite pair!” You’d pop out your bottom lip to pout, crossing your arms in a pathetic attempt to persuade him but to no avail.

As of late, you’ve been brattier than ever. He had no idea the cause, or how to get you to tone it down a notch. It wasn’t until a potential culprit reared its head. You two hadn’t been intimate in a while, most of his time being consumed by his job. When he did return home, you’d be fast asleep, or he’d be dead tired from hours on his feet. Kenshi considered your frustration both sexually, and in general with him. It made sense however, with the groans after your advances would be rejected out of sleep deprivation. The way you’d eye him constantly, the lip bites not going unnoticed.

One night, he decided it would be the perfect time to get more intimate. His hands gently caressing the small of your back, lifting your shirt slightly to drag his fingers along your skin. His soft fluttery kisses on your face and lips become slower and longer until it was a full on make out session. Being blind, he appreciated the way you felt, your skin so soft and supple. The way you smelt, like honey and vanilla. And the way you sound, your soft moans and mewls under his touch.

It didn’t take long to get into it together. Kenshi layed flat on his back, his hands gripped onto your hips and waiting patiently. He could feel the heat of your core just inches from his tip. Kenshi wanted you to take your time, and set your own pace as this was all about you. Eventually, you managed to slowly set yourself down, whimpering from the feeling of his cock filling you to the brim. You stopped abruptly when Kenshi hissed, gripping onto the flesh of your hips tightly. “W-what’s wrong, did I hurt you?” Before you realized, tears stung at your eyes and trickled down your cheeks. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to- I just-“ you whispered in a delicate and vulnerable tone. Kenshi chuckled, shushing you with a kiss to your lips, “don’t be sorry, I’m just sensitive that’s all.” His clarification settled your nerves just a little, but it didn’t stop the tears from dripping off your chin and splashing on his abs beneath you. His muscles twitched at the sudden sensation, and his thumb instinctually wiped your remaining tears. Safe to say, that didn’t stop the two of you from finishing what you started.

[iliketangerines]

eyes on the camera, baby

a/n: orgo is kicking my ass right, but don't you cuties worry, i'm getting to those requests

pairing: pornstar!johnny x pornstar!afab!reader x viewer!kenshi

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), edging, overstimulation, vibrators, finger-fucking, brief pegging, blindfolds, bondage, dacryphilia, creampies, squirting

Kenshi has never come home so fast

you and Johnny were going live soon, and Kenshi almost stepped into traffic as he clocked out of work and rushed home

he had found you two while scrolling aimlessly on his phone a few months earlier, pent up and frustrated from dealing with irritating clients all day

he had clicked on a random video that had popped up, intent on just jacking off and then going straight to sleep

but as he watched the video, he found himself enraptured by you two

in that specific video, you were fucking into Johnny with a pretty blue strap, and you had pulled him up by the hair to make him look at the camera

Johnny had tears in his eyes, and his face was flushed all pretty and pink as he whined for you to please let him cum and to please please go faster

you had just hummed and continued thrusting into him slowly as you upped the vibrations of the cock ring on him

you slapped at his ass and told him that this is what naughty brats get

Kenshi had never cum so hard as he watched the video and found himself clicking on your profile and watching a few more of your videos

it seemed that you two switched quite a bit, sometimes you would fuck into him with a variety of dildos and straps with different lengths, girths, and textures

and other time, he fucked you, teasing you with a variety of toys and tying you up so you couldn’t get away from him

Kenshi slams the door behind him and hurries to the bedroom to close the blinds and get into bed

he clicks on the stream and his mouth goes dry at the sight of Johnny tying you up in some sort of intricate pattern

you’re propped up on the bed on your back, legs spread wide apart by the ropes and arms tied up to the bed frame behind you

Johnny’s finishing the last of the knots on you while you talk to the viewers and telling them that the viewers get to choose what Johnny gets to do to you

you wink at the camera, and Kenshi’s mouth goes dry as he types in his request

your eyes look at the chatbox, Kenshi had sent in a hefty donation and his request, and you let out an amused laugh at the sight

‘wow, thank you for the donation Sento,’ you look amused as you say this, but Kenshi zeroes in on the way your pussy clenches around nothing

Johnny seems to notice too and breaks his concentration from tying the knots to look at what Kenshi has sent in, and he smiles wide

Johnny hurriedly finishes tying the last knot and pulls away to go and grab something, and you look like a work of art, all tied up and spread

Kenshi can feel himself getting hard and pulls out his cock to stroke his dick lightly to relieve the tension

more chats appear as the stream gathers a bit more attention, and the chats are filthy, talking about how tight and wet your pussy looks

finally, Johnny appears again and has a red dildo, slightly textured with little ridges and bumps and a red blindfold, it’s Kenshi’s favorite one

Johnny ties the blindfold over your eyes, giving you a small kiss after he finishes, and then maneuvers you around so that you sit in his lap, his dick pressing into the small of your back

you bite your lip and let out a muffled whine as Johnny shows the camera how your pussy clenches around nothing and starts to glisten as you get wetter by the second

after a few minutes of teasing you, lightly rubbing your clit and squeezing your thighs, Johnny puts his fingers into you, stretching your hole to take the toy he has prepared

you whimper and attempt to grind on his fingers, but the ropes hold you still

Kenshi’s dick has started to leak pre-cum, and he lets out a quiet groan as he swipes his thumb over the tip

he watches intently as Johnny removes his fingers from your pussy, glistening and wet, and he places his fingers in your mouth, and you greedily suck on them

while you suck on his fingers, Johnny takes the red toy next to him and eases it into your pussy, and you moan around Johnny’s in pleasure

Kenshi pumps at dick languidly watching in fascination as the toy finally bottoms out in you, and he bites his lip at the sight of a small bulge in your stomach

you’re panting, and Johnny winks at the camera before flicking the toy on to vibrate inside you and pumps the dildo in and out of you slowly

you moan in pleasure and attempt to grind down once again despite the ropes holding you, and Kenshi desperately wants to be there and suck on your neglected clit

it’s clear that Johnny knows that he’s neglecting your clit because he asks the viewers whether or not you deserve to be touched

the chat fills with a variety of messages, some yes, some no, and Kenshi struggles to use one of his hands to type in the message ‘make them beg for it’ and sends a donation with the message

Johnny smiles wide at Kenshi’s message and relays it to you, and you immediately start begging, asking for Johnny to please please touch you, that you’ve been so good for him, please, you need it-

Kenshi types once again, saying that you’ve earned it, and Johnny finally properly fucks you with the dildo and removes his hand frm your mouth and uses it to rub at your clit

you’re a whining mess, and your pussy drools, the wetness pooling on the sheets, and Kenshi can see small little wet patches of tears appear on the blindfold

you’re begging again, please please can i come? please please please, i’ve been so good sir

Johnny kisses your neck and says not yet, looking at the chat box for something, and Kenshi immediately types in ‘yes’ before changing his mind to ‘no’ and sending it with another sum of money

Johnny has on a wide grin and says no to you, seems like Sento doesn’t approve, and you let out a loud whine

Johnny pulls off your blindfold, and Kenshi nearly cums at the sight, you’re all teary-eyed and fucked-out already

Johnny tells you look at the camera and beg, and you do so, your pleas punctuated with choked whines and whimpers as Johnny continues to fuck into you with the vibrating toy and rubs at your clit

Kenshi goes to type in that you can cum, but before he can finish the message, your hips jerk forward, and your eyes squeeze shut, pussy clenching around the toy

Johnny looks down at you in disappointment, immediately ceasing his movements as he and Kenshi both realize you’ve cummed without their permission

Johnny pulls the toy out of you, a frown on his face, and you whine at the loss of the feeling

Kenshi types his request into the chat box with another hefty donation; his bank account could handle it, he didn’t have a prolific job for nothing

Johnny looks at the pinging on the computer and smiles, but your head is lolled to the side, as you whisper sorry over and over again

Johnny tells to keep looking at the camera, to apologize to Sento for ruining the show, and you do so

Kenshi has never been so hard as you apologize straight to him

Johnny sighs and lifts you up until you’re aligned with his dick and then sits you down on his dick before planting his legs down and fucking up into you

he places the vibrating toy on your clit, leaving it at the highest setting as he sucks a hickey into your neck, and Kenshi wishes he could make a mark on your skin

you’re whining, letting out punched-out moans as he fucks into you and brings you much too quickly to an orgasm

but he presses the vibrator harder into your clit and keeps fucking into you, and you whine at the overstimulation

Kenshi pumps at his dick furiously as he watches you get fucked beyond belief, as you start begging for him to stop because it’s all just too much

Johnny ignores your pleas and keeps pressing the vibe into your puffy clit

he tells you that if you’re going to be a brat and cum without his permission, that you’re going to cum until you can’t anymore

Kenshi watches as you slowly become more and more incoherent, your begging reduced to small whimpers and tear tracks on your face as you cum on his dick over and over again

finally, Johnny’s thrusts grow more and more erratic, and Kenshi strokes his cock faster, desperate to finish at the same time as Johnny

Kenshi can see the way your cum leaks out of your abused pussy and how it forms a creamy white ring around the base of Johnny’s dick, and this particular time, you keen loudly, body shaking as you squirt all over the bed

Kenshi cums into his hand immediately, groaning at the sight of your thighs trembling

Johnny doesn’t last for much longer, groaning into your neck as he cums into your pussy and fucks himself through his orgasm

he stays inside of you, and Kenshi watches as his cum leaks out of you and drips down to mix with the cum on the bed sheets

after a minute, Johnny pulls out of you and moves to let you go limp on the bed and walks off screen

Kenshi just stares at the sight of your spread legs, cum dripping out of your puffy pussy, and the chat is crazy about it too

Johnny brings back a rag to wipe away the mess and covers up the view, and a mass of the viewers start to leave, not too interested in the aftercare

but Kenshi stays, watches as Johnny carefully wipes you down, peppers your face in kisses, unties you from the rope, and rubs blood back into your numb limbs

as Johnny finishes, only a few other viewers remain, and Kenshi types into the chat, saying ‘good job, the both of you’ and sends it with more money

the both of you look at the chat, and Johnny flashes the camera a wink and says ‘thank you’

you let out a quiet ‘thank you,’ voice hoarse from all the moaning earlier, and Johnny ends the stream

Kenshi cleans himself up in the bathroom, taking a hot shower and wiping himself of the filth from earlier

he exits the bathroom, intending to go to bed and sleep, and picks up his phone to scroll aimlessly for a bit and finds a private message from Johnny’s account

Kenshi’s eyes nearly bulge out, and he opens the message immediately

it’s an invitation for you to meet them in person, a small winky face below the message

Kenshi is instantly hard again

[soaked4mk]

Just like that // Kenshi x Reader smut shot.

👽: I’m on a coochie eating spree 🤷🏻‍♀️ (not proof read because I’m lazy 😭)

⚠️: Soft core Bondage, Soft core choking, Orgasm denial, Cunnilingus, Finger fucking.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

★ Kenshi, granted with the sight of sento, still relies on his other senses. and besides his hearing, touch is really important to him. And he does so especially during intimacy. He loves being able to feel your body react to his physical contact, whether it’s goosebumps from kissing your neck, or feeling your heart rate increase after pulling you into his lap. He relishes in it. Keeping this in mind, you were standing in the bathroom, looking in the mirror.

★ Doing your nightly routine, having just gotten out of the shower, towel still around your body as you dapple your skin care on your face, humming to yourself while doing so, kenshi walks in.

★ “Hey gorgeous.” He chimes while pulling you into a hug from behind, kissing your cheek in the process. “You smell good.” He simply said, holding you longer. “Well…I did just get out of the shower, you cheekily replied.

★ Kenshi smiles into the crook of your neck, hands roaming freely, up and down your curves. You turn around and cup his face with both hands. “You’re touchy today.” You remarked. “Yeah, well…” he shrugged, not finishing his sentence, he just pulled you in closer, pressing his lips to yours, causing your heart to skip a beat. you run your fingers through his hair as his tongue slips into your mouth.

★ Tongues intertwining, the kiss quickly gets heated, and Kenshi picks you up with ease. Taking you out of the bathroom and to your shared bed. Laying you down, never breaking the kiss while doing so. You moan into his mouth, his hands are quick to unwrap your towel, and fondle your breasts, causing your nipples to harden immediately.

★ Kenshi smirks, gently pinching and rolling them. “Aha-ahh~.” Your breath hitches as his fingers torture your sensitive buds, feeling a twinge of arousal ping through your body, kenshi keeps his hold, pinning you down to the bed with his weight.

★ “So delicate.~” he coos while bringing one hand down to your soaked pussy, keeping his other at work with your nipple. “K-kenshi…” you whimper, completely at his mercy in such a short amount of time. It was insane how quick he was able to make you melt.

★ He smirks, rubbing your clit with his thumb while simultaneously inserting both his ring and middle fingers inside of your tight pussy. Breathing out a soft moan as his fingers curl, you throw your head back in pleasure. Kenshi abruptly stops his motion, ebbing the build up within. You let out a small pout, confused as to why he would stop.

★ He stood up, making his way to the closet, rummaging for a second before coming back out, shirtless with red rope in one hand, and a black blindfold in the other. Your throat goes dry at the image before you, and you bite your lower lip with anticipation, as he approaches you slowly.

★ “Kenshi…?” You weakly inquire, eyes emarmored by his muscular, tattooed form. you’re quick to assume what he’s to do with the items in hand. “Hm?” He simply hums in response, crawling over your naked form. You swallow, your stomach swarms with butterflies as he places the blindfold beside your head, and unwinds the rope. “Hold out your hands.” He orders you softly.

★ Your eyes were glossed, while you gaze upon your lover's face, it reads serious. So without protest, you bring up your hands, holding them together. “Like this…?” You gently ask. “Just like that.” He swiftly binds your wrists together, then reaches over you to grab the blindfold. “Lift your head up.” You obliged, and he wrapt the soft fabric around your eyes, tying it comfortably.

★ Wrists being bound and vision blocked, you’re in a vulnerable position now. Kenshi grabs your hands and pins them above your head, smashing his lips against yours, he trails his other hand down your neck, and wraps it around, lightly squeezing and causing you to whimper.

★ He nipped at your bottom lip before pulling away. “You’re so beautiful~” he purred into your ear, making his way to your exposed breasts. He worked your left tit with his mouth, swirling his tongue around your perked nipple, sliding his hand away from your neck and down your stomach, he whispers.

★“You’re gonna do everything I say, or else.” His words gave you goosebumps, and you simply nodded. “Say it.” He demands, sliding his fingers between your wet folds, teasing your entrance. You croak out a weak response. “I-I’ll do everything you say…”

★ Satisfied with your submission, with no warning, he pushes two fingers into you, pumping your pussy aggressively, pressing into your clit roughly just like before. “Not like you’d have a choice anyway, being tied up like this~” he reminded, keeping his pace fast and hard, adding a third finger, you let out a gasp as you feel yourself stretching around his digits. “Barely even able to take three fingers, how cute…”

★ Tears began to prick at your eyes, but the fabric of the blindfold absorbed them. You were feeling both pleasure and pain from Kenshis’ ministrations, arching your back, you felt that familiar pang in your stomach. the rope rubbed against your soft skin as you squirmed in your restraints.

★ Feeling your body tense, you thrust your hips, fucking your self further onto his fingers. “Don’t cum.” Kenshi sternly said, feeling you tighten around his digits. You whine, squirming in place as you feel the irritation of holding back your climax.

★ “P-please—kenshi!” You cry out, struggling against the rope as it burned into your wrists. Suddenly he stops, trailing his wet fingers along your lower stomach.

★ “I didn’t tell you to beg.” Your heart feels like it’s about to explode as you’re refused release. You bite your lip harshly, choking back your cries and whimpers. You feel the build up fade for the second time. Your head was spinning from the game he was playing.

★ Feeling his fingers slowly tracing your skin, he teased your inner thighs, causing goosebumps to rise all over your body. You were practically holding your breath at this point, not making a peep, the room was silent, only sounds of the bed creaking occasionally were heard. As you felt his weight shift off of the bed, you were immediately met with confusion.

★ Did he really just get off of the bed? You were about to sit up but Kenshis voice echoed through the room. “Don’t move.” You freeze and take a small breath, staying in place as you’re left with your thoughts temporarily.

★ You feel the weight of your boyfriend getting back on the bed, your thoughts immediately cut. Not being able to see what he was doing, you hear a slight sound of the mattress. Just then, two large hands grip both of your ankles, making you yip. pulling you to the edge of the bed, and spreading your legs apart, you feel your heart pounding harshly.

★ The feeling of rope encasing your ankle, he tied it to the bed frames post. Doing the same thing with the other side, you’re now spread eagle, unable to move properly. If you thought you were restricted before, you would be wrong. With his weight shifting over you, he gently lifted your head, wrapping what felt like a choker? Collar perhaps? It was cold pleather and there was definitely a leash connected to it. He pulled on it, causing you to let out a small sound.

★ Feeling as he lowers himself to your hips, he positions something flat and rounded on your clit, and before you can even guess what it was, vibrations begin panging through your body. You squeal a bit, as your legs tremble, he runs the wand in circles, causing you to twitch every time he hits a nerve. “H-ngh~” you spurt out another whimper, grinding against the wand for more pleasure.

★ Kenshi moves his head between your thighs, kissing and licking them, leaving marks along the way, up until he reaches your trembling core. You can feel his hot breath on your cunt, and it sends a shiver down your spine. His tongue darts out, dipping into your folds, keeping the wand in place as he eats you out. The combination of the vibrations and his tongue movements made your back arch, you squirm in the restraints, as your body reacts to the intense stimulation.

★ Fucking you onto his tongue, you buck your hips, reveling in the euphoric state. Once again feeling that all too familiar aching for release. You can’t help but curl your lips inwards. “Forcing yourself to hold back, not wanting him to stop if you made one wrong move. Kenshi notices your struggle, and smiles against your pathetically creamy cunt.

★ Pulling the leash a bit, eliciting more whining from your lips, he hums against your heat, “Hmmm~ go ahead, cum~” after deeming permission granted, you unravel. Legs shaking as you finally come undone, pulling at the restraints as you burrow the side of your face into the sheets. All the pent up energy was finally flowing out, soaking kenshi a face.

★ Kenshi keeps his tongue's pace though and doesn’t let up on the vibrator. Fervently dragging your high to the point where your mind goes blank. You feel his fingers once again probing your drenched entrance. Hitting that sweet spot with every other thrust of his hand, Your body tensed up as you uncontrollably squirt on Kenshis tongue, pussy palpating, he finally shuts the toy off, kissing your cunt before going out of his way to untie you.

★ You can still feel buzzing sensations on your over sensitive button. Legs twitching ever so slightly. Your hairline was dampened with sweat, and face flushed completely. Freeing your legs and hands, you rub your ankles, feeling the stinging pain they left from rubbing your skin raw, suddenly your blindfold was taken off, and your eyes flutter, adjusting to the light. “You did amazing.” His large hands hold your wrists, thumbs tracing the marks. He brings them up to his lips, placing soft kisses on your sore flesh.

★ “You’re so good for me.” He said. “I absolutely adore you.” After the two of you clean up, Kenshi is quick to grab your sweats and shirt, gently helping you into your clothes, your knees almost buckle, reminding you of the effect he had on your body.

★ He brushes your hair, making sure it’s in a protective style. (Or he just gives you your bonnet) after getting you dressed. He kisses your forehead before laying you back in bed. Getting under the blankets with you, rubbing your back while you drift off to sleep.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

[aoioozora]

Kanzashi.

Character: Kenshi Takahashi

Content: fluff, fem reader, Kenshi doing your hair.

Though he couldn't see it, Kenshi stood in front of Sento and had his head tilted upward facing its display, knowing exactly where it was. 

He reached out and stroked the smooth black sheath of the blade, feeling his fingertips glide. Though he couldn't see, he could remember how the lovely blade looked, color and embellishments. 

He brought his hand down slightly and touched the object below it. Though a lot smaller than the blade, this thing was just as precious, considering how it was on a stand of its own. It was a kanzashi, a Japanese ornamental hairpin that belonged to his mother. It was an heirloom passed down to female members of the family. If a mother had no daughters, it would be passed down to the wife of the eldest son. It promised bountiful luck and protection to the wearer. 

The hairpin was made of pure gold, decked with forged red camellias, flowers that symbolized love, humility, and loyalty. Golden rings and tassels hung from it's tightly twined black threads, making it a stunning and highly prized work of art. Its continual bequeathing did nothing to tarnish the beauty of the hairpin, and it remained as gorgeous as ever. 

“Kenshi!” 

An unmistakable voice called in the distance, muffled slightly by walls and doors, which garnered his attention. It was you, his girlfriend of three years. Smiling, he turned to the direction of your voice.  

The sliding door opened with a soft rattle and he heard your footsteps against the soft tatami mats. 

“There you are,” you sighed, now approaching him; he could hear you smile. “I was looking all over for you.” 

“What happened?” he asked with mingled curiosity and concern, holding out his hand in search of you. 

You moved closer to him and clasped his hand. “Nothing happened,” you assured, “I just needed help with my hair.” 

You had recently broken your arm during training, and doing menial things was really difficult. Kenshi tried to help you as much as he could, but you hated to ask a blind man to assist you. The only thing you allowed him to do was to tie your hair whenever you needed it, since he found pleasure in it. 

“Of course,” he smiled. 

You stood in front, your back facing him and guided his hands to your hair. He first felt your hair by stroking it and it was smooth, just like Sento's sheath. 

He took a moment to undo the tangles in your hair by combing it with his fingers. It felt like a great massage to feel his fingertips run against your scalp, and you leaned into his touch. 

“How do you want me to do your hair?” he asked, gathering your hair in his hands and twisting it around as if to try putting it in a bun. 

“Just a ponytail.”

Kenshi would not be satisfied with just a ponytail. He believed that such a beautiful lady like you ought to wear her hair intricately decorated. But he decided to go along with your wish. 

He let your hair go and combed his fingers through the strands once again. You could feel his fingers touch your neck, and despite the many years, his touch still made you feel jittery. He gathered the stray strands of hair at the base of your neck and gently tugged the tail downwards, making your head go up slightly. He ran his rugged, calloused hand over your head, and ran his fingers against your temples to tuck any remaining hair into the tail.

He loved how silky your hair was, and enjoyed the smell of shampoo wafting from it. 

“Give me the hair tie,” he said, holding his hand out over your shoulder. 

You placed the hair tie on his palm, which he immediately clamped between his pursed lips. He swiped his hands over your head, neck, and sides once again and then tied the hair tie around the tail. 

“Thanks, sweetie,” you said gleefully. 

He could feel a little breeze on his face, and could tell that you were excitedly swishing around the ponytail to test how secure it was, like you always did. Just as you were about to leave, he stopped you. 

“Hold on a minute. I need you to close your eyes.” he suddenly said. 

“Why?” He figured you turned to face him, considering how your voice seemed louder. 

“Just trust me.”

You obeyed and closed your eyes. Since Kenshi was still in front of the prized display, he turned around and took the precious kanzashi. Holding it in both his hands, he now asked you to open your eyes. 

“This… This is the hairpin your mother gave you.” you said as soon as you had opened your eyes. He could hear the surprise in your voice. 

“I'll put it in your hair. Turn around now.” Kenshi put his hands on your shoulders and turned you around. 

“But Kenshi…” you paused but still allowed him to turn you around, and you told him about the rule of passing down the hairpin. “I'm not your wife. Why would you give it to me?” 

Kenshi was silent as he twisted your hair in a simple bun and secured it with the gorgeous hairpin. Though he couldn't see it, he knew it looked stunning on you, and enhanced your existing beauty. 

“Do you want to be my wife?” he gulped nervously, feeling his face turn hot as he busied his hand with adjusting your hair, when it clearly didn't need any. 

Without hesitation, you exclaimed, “Yes!” and said it so loudly that you nearly busted Kenshi's eardrums. 

“Hey, don't add to the list of my disabilities,” he said with a chuckle, obviously joking. He never considered his blindness a disability, but a blessing, and he was sure to say the same if he became deaf. 

You giggled. “Sorry,” you said cutely as you then took his rugged, tattooed hands and looked at the floor-length mirror on your right, “I can see myself in the mirror, and the hairpin looks really nice on me. I wish you could see it.”

“I know what you look like, so I can imagine how you look, and I know you're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on.” He held your wrists and lifted your arms up to rest them on his shoulders. 

Understanding what he wanted, you moved closer to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. His hands let your wrists go, and feeling your body up against his, his hands immediately found their place on your waist. 

“What if I become ugly and you didn't know? Would you still love me?” you asked in a whisper as your fingers trailed up his neck and combed through his short black hair. 

“No matter how you look, my dear, I'll always love you. I don't love you just because I find you beautiful…” he paused to gently rub your waist, making you sigh, “I love you because you have a pure heart, and you've been with me through thick and thin.”

He paused, feeling a sob choke his throat. It wasn't everyday he felt emotional like this, especially for a Japanese man of his caliber. It was only in front of you he could feel comfortable being emotional, and your arms were his hiding place. 

He continued, swallowing down his sobs to speak and try and speak clearly, only for it to still be slightly muddled with emotion, “I've had you when I had my eyes, and I thought you wouldn't stay when I became blind.” His voice was choked again, and you tightened your arms around him and rubbed his shoulder. 

“But you stayed. And you cared for me, helped me.” He responded to you by tightening his grip around your waist, pulling you still closer. Those were only a few words, but in them were condensed his memories of you, three years worth of your love, service, and patience toward him when he needed it the most. 

“I could not have asked for a better partner than you. I cannot imagine loving anyone that's not you.” 

You smiled at this, and snuggled your face in his neck. He paused again, and you didn't speak yet, sensing that he had more to say. His arms tightened further around you. 

“My love for you is blind,” he said with a chuckle,“and that's why I want to marry you.”

You smiled. While it wasn't everyday that he was emotional, it was also not everyday that he expressed his love for you in long winded speeches, apart from the usual and genuine “I love you”. You knew he was an awkward man who knew how to show his love through action and service, the typical Asian way. Yet you appreciated his often clumsy efforts to verbally express his affection for you, knowing that you loved to hear it, and that it would make the relationship sweeter. 

And this speech had such an effect. 

“Have I answered your question?” he asked, now feeling your hand caress his rough, stubbly jaw. 

You brushed your thumb against his lower lip so as to not give him a surprise, and in response to his question, kissed him. He eagerly kissed back, and held you tighter against him. 

His hand traveled up your back, to the nape of your neck, and to the back of your head, and he felt the cold metal of the precious kanzashi against his fingers. The threads and tassels twisted around his fingers as you two shared this special kiss. 

Thoughts and imaginations passed through his buzzing mind, thinking about what it would be like to be husband and wife, living together closer than ever, having children, growing gray together, in sickness and in health, through wealth and poverty. 

He sighed contentedly as he kissed you, knowing that down the line, it was only going to get better. Sweeter with age, just like wine.

Untarnished like the kanzashi.

End.

My other MK fanfiction:

🌸 Johnny Cage sings you to sleep

🌸 Liu Kang tries the karaoke

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Can you please write Kenshi and Johnny getting amazing head, like I want to put them into a coma from how mind blowing it is

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, oral, reader got god-like head game, hair pulling, overstimulation *not proofread, just pure horny

[thinking so fucking hard rn]

Johnny

An absolute fiend for head

He’s moaning, whining and whimpering every time you bob your head and hollow your cheeks around him

He immerses himself in the experience and can’t not push your head down onto him

Loves to hear you gag and sputter around his cock

A whore for overstim

Loves when you keep licking at his slit and stroking him

Eye contact. All the time.

Look him in the eyes when you take him into your mouth and he’ll cum from that

Kenshi (+ Sento)

Sento granted him vision after the incident and they made sure to give him the best view a man could get

Even in a turquoise/teal hue, nothing is as stunning as the look on your face and the sheer desire swimming in your eyes

Keeps his hands away from you so you can do what you want at your own pace

Don’t be scared, overstim him.

Watch him writhe and shake under your touch

He likes it when you dig your nails into his thighs to keep him still

The mental image of sweaty Kenshi getting the suck of his life is actually gonna leave me on life support holy shit

Shirtless, sweaty Kenshi's chest heaving as he gets the absolute soul sucked out of him

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cw. nsfw, afab!reader with big tiddies, hot springs, Johnny has a major staring problem, Kenshi has his eyes, nipple play, oral, threesome, overstimulation, finger sucking *not proofread, just pure horny

[ty @partycatty for being my enabler <333]

It’s hard work to be one of earthrealms champions, so some relaxation is in order.

The hot water of the hot bath is perfect for loosening your taut muscles, sinking further into the water as you let out a quiet moan in satisfaction. You were too absorbed in the warm embrace of the water to notice chatter from just outside the bathhouse.

It was only when you heard a soft ring of your name, opened your eyes and peeking over your shoulder. Kenshi and Johnny stood there, adorned in nothing but towels around their waists. Your eyes widened comically, your arms immediately covered your chest as you moved across the bath.

Kenshi had the decency to avert his eyes away, a rising pink blush sitting high on his cheeks while he muttered out apologies. Johnny stood silently, his eyes downcast at your chest. With your arms over your chest, it pushed them up, merely having your now stiff nipples hidden behind your hands.

Your eyes don’t stay still for long either. Trailing them down the expanse of their bodies, watching the twitch of every muscle and staring incredulously at the bulges forming under their towels. The bold tattoos that covered Kenshi’s skin fit his character too well, highlighting his impressive figure and making him too good-looking to not stare at.

You’ve been meaning to ask to see more of his tattoos and it seems like your prayers have been answered. You’re trying so hard to keep your eyes above the hem of their towels but the bulges there make it hard not to look, praying to whatever god out there to have them drop the towel.

Words are lost in your throat as once you come back to reality, Johnny is caging you against the edge of the bath, while Kenshi is throwing his towel off to the side. From Johnny’s view, he can see the tops of your supple boobs, droplets of water rushing down your skin. You can see the gears turning in his head, making the first move to show him just how much you wanted it.

You carefully uncovered your chest, leaning back against the edge of the bath and cupping your arms under your tits. Johnny’s eyes raced down, cursing as he slotted his lips with yours. His hands easily found your tits, tweaking your nipples between warm hands. You let out a soft moan into Johnny’s kiss, tugging him closer by his damp hair.

Johnny sat on the edge of the bath just out of the water before tugging you into his lap. He kissed down your face, nipping and biting at your neck. His hands continued to grope your chest, his hips bucking up into you. Now without the towel in the way, you can feel just how hard he is. Warm, heavy and pulsing against your clit.

It didn’t take much convincing before you reached between your bodies to take his cock into your hand. You stroked him quickly, getting too impatient to wait any longer. You quickly sank onto his length, your body shuddering as you took him down to the base. Johnny moaned into your neck, taking his kisses down further. His tongue swirled around your nipple before sucking the puffy bud into his mouth.

The feeling of Johnny’s cock resting heavily in your slicked cunt and his mouth playing with your nipples had you writhing, coming undone so easily around him. Kenshi reeled your head back, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. Johnny steadily pumped his cock into you, his thumb tracing circles on your pulsing clit.

You moaned freely into the kiss, your pussy clenching around Johnny. Johnny moans brashly, not caring who hears. Kenshi pulled away from your lips, sliding two fingers against your tongue. You wrapped your lips around his fingers, greedily pressing your tongue to his skin. Kenshi pressed down on your tongue, forcing your mouth to open. Drool spilled from your lips, cascading down your neck and tits.

Kenshi removed his hand from your mouth, making use of his strong hands to fondle your tits. He stood behind you, forcing you to face Johnny as he played with your nipples. Johnny held your hips as you bounced on him, before abruptly pulling you off of him. You whine at the loss, looking over at Johnny with hazy eyes.

He kisses you furiously, moving you to bend over the edge of the warm bath. Kenshi is now sitting in front of you. With how you’re positioned, your tits brush against his aching cock. Stiff nipples brushed against his leaking tip. You press a chaste kiss to his tip, swirling your tongue around his thick head. Kenshi caressed your face softly, as Johnny quickly filled your pussy again, not so softly.

The sudden movement of Johnny bottoming out inside you, had your mouth swallowing around Kenshi. He moaned at the way your throat constricted around him. He gently guided your mouth, shallowly thrusting his cock into your pretty mouth. The constant in and out had you reeling, over the moan as you drowned in pleasure.

Johnny dragged his fingers over your needy clit, laughing breathlessly when you jolted and tightened around his cock. You bob your head slowly, dragging your tongue along the underside of Kenshi’s dick. The constant push and pull of Johnny’s hands and hips had you sputtering around Kenshi’s cock. Johnny presses a hand to the middle of your back, indirectly forcing your head down to the base of Kenshi’s dick.

Kenshi places a hand on the back of your head, holding your mouth at his base as he twitched and bucked his hips. With a few shallow thrusts, Kenshi stiffened, holding your mouth on him as he came in short spurts, coating your mouth in white. You pulled off of him with heavy breaths, too dizzy from the pleasure to focus on anything.

Johnny still had a tight hold of your hips, mesmerized by the way your body shook and jolted against him. Johnny’s orgasm followed soon after, his fingers continuing to toy with your wet clit. Your messy cunt clamped around his cock, pulsing with each sticky rope of cum that he poured into you.

Johnny pulled out slowly, watching as his cum leaked out of you, coating your sore pussy in a scandalous white.

Of course, one round is never enough though.

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cw. suggestive/vague nsfw, gn!reader, kenshi has his eyes, voice kink, idk how to write ‘fight’ scenes, grinding *not proofread, just pure horny

[I dont think all understand how badly I YEARN for kenshi bro my delusions are strangling me] @smmy-winchster

Daily training sessions are not uncommon. Doesn’t matter the weather or time of day; day or night, rain or shine, freezing nights or sweltering heat.

Kenshi had offered and you accepted graciously. Calm warmups and stretches turned into heated hand-to-hand, constant movement, sharp jabs and swift kicks.

Sweat formed around your hairline, quickly dropping down your flushed skin. Twisting yourself out from Kenshi’s arm lock, you shoulder-check him from behind, knocking his balance.

Kicking his leg out from beneath him made him land flat on his stomach, temporarily winding him. You pushed a knee between his thighs, pinning his arm down your foot and pining his other hand behind his back. Kenshi groaned deeply, feeling a strain on his arm as he tried to alleviate the tension.

You tried to ignore the fluttery feeling in your stomach upon hearing the groans he was attempting to muffle. It was only when you pushed his hand further up, his wrist nearly being in line with his shoulder blades before Kenshi slapped the ground, a sign of yielding.

Kenshi flipped onto his back, grabbing your hips as you tried to stand up. He pulled you back down onto him, having you straddle his hips.

“Oh, round two so soon? Thought you’d need some time to reset, pretty boy.” You ran your hands over his forearms as he continued to prod at your hips. Kenshi looked at you unimpressed for a moment before his eyes trailed from your face to your heaving chest. “Could say the same about you, sweetheart.”

You teasingly ground your hips against his, feeling him twitch under you. His grip on your hips tightened. You took the moment and swung your legs over him as you stood up, peering at him lying on the ground as you walked over to get a drink of water.

Kenshi spun you around by your hips just as you took a rather large mouthful of water. He squished your cheeks together, his eyes dark and hazy. “What is with you today? What’s with all the teasing?”

You couldn’t come up with a verbal answer, so you opted to spray some water on his face. You stood in his arms giggling, with water still in your mouth as Kenshi stared at you with a deadpan expression.

He squeezed your cheeks harder, pulling you impossibly close before uttering a quiet command. “Swallow.” His voice was low and almost gravely, his jaw clenched tightly. You followed his demand wordlessly.

His command was simple yet the tight clench of his jaw, the tightening of his arm around you, and the way he looked at you sent shocks through your body.

Kenshi’s eyes softened immediately after, his grip loosening as he stepped away from you. He smiled softly, planting a swift kiss on your cheek. The other kombatants had stepped into the training field, hence why Kenshi pulled away so suddenly.

Your phone pinged shortly after Kenshi left.

“So, round two in my room?”

[itjazzbicch]

What Friends Are For

Pairing:  Johnny Cage x Reader x Kenshi Takashi

Summary: After saving their best friends' lives in Outworld, the reader, Johnny, and Kenshi, continue with their lives, but Johnny and Kenshi don't forget how the reader saved them and decide to repay them and help them with an important goal in their life...

Quick Note: This was a request from my Wattpad! Johnny is the color yellow in dialogue, and Kenshi is blue!

Warnings:  Flashback (it is italicized), The Reader is mentioned to come from a family of warriors, spoilers for Kenshi's MK1 Tower Ending.

Word Count: .8k 

"So, you guys finally going to tell me what the big deal is?"

Johnny, Kenshi, and I became great friends after being chosen as Lord Lui Kang's champions. Although our tasks as champions were no longer our top priority, we were still friends and helped each other in life.

Kenshi went on to work for the new international agency, the OIA. Johnny was doing great things in Hollywood, but I still had a goal to fulfill.

"We have a surprise for you," Kenshi hinted, able to hear the excitement in his voice as they led me into his office. Johnny added as he flashed a smile:

"And you will love it!"

"Just tell me already!" I groaned, pouting at them, "I'm too impatient for surprises."

"Well, let's just say-" Kenshi began, Johnny ending for him:

"We're finally repaying you for saving our lives."

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"Y/N, just run-"

Kenshi got his eyes gouged out, Johnny was wounded, and we were trapped in Shang Tsung's repulsive laboratory, terrifying tarkatan clones trying to attack us.

"We'll just drag you down," Kenshi pleaded in defeat, "Save yourself."

"Not a chance in hell!" Smashing down those clones with my magic, I finally got all of them, needing all my strength to keep Kenshi around me, Johnny in my free arm as he couldn't walk, determination beaming from my heaves, "There's no way I'm leaving you, guys! We'll make it out of this, I swear! Just hang on for me."

It was hard to escape as they needed my strength and guidance, but I was bound to prevail. Enemies kept coming for us, and my determination only grew stronger, facing not only Quan Chi in the living forest soon after but his abomination in Ermac, keeping my promise to Kenshi and Johnny as I stood firm and tall before them, squaring off with Ermac:

"You'll have to kill me if you think you'll lay so much as a finger on my friends!"

Ermac was strong and he was able to knock me down a couple times, but I kept getting right back up.

“Y/N, please, save yourself!”

I was struggling to get up, half my face in the dirt but seeing that monster going after Kenshi and Johnny, he must’ve thought he finished me off.

Something completely took over my body. I couldn’t feel a thing, my vision like pictures, seeing my fist charged with magic, punching Ermac into the ground with it crumbling beneath him, roaring:

“I TOLD YOU! YOU WON’T LAY A FINGER ON THEM!”

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"Guys-" I sighed, shaking my head at them, "You don't need to repay me for that. You're my best friends, and that's what friends do. So-"

"Ah, ah! Zip it!" Johnny shushed me, placing a finger over my lips; Kenshi was joking but serious as he shut the door:

"Too bad. We're repaying you."

"With that?" I wondered, knowing they wouldn't give this up, swatting Johnny's hand away and observing as he went over to a safe with Kenshi.

I tried to peak over them to see but didn't have a single clue as to what they were planning to surprise me with. Clueless, my eyes fixed on Johnny's hands, something hidden in his palms.

"You were right about friends helping each other," Johnny began to smile at me. This must have been something important, but nothing was popping into my mind for some reason.

"Instead of us 'repaying you,' consider this to be us helping you out," Kenshi smiled, looking as Johnny opened his hands, and what I saw nearly made me faint.

My ancestors were warriors, and for centuries, there was a stone they passed down from generation to generation. It held imaginable power, and with that power came wick beings who wanted it for their evil ambitions.

I searched far and wide for it and failed to find it. It wasn't its power that I wanted, but to bring it home where it belonged, with me and my people.

"W-Where-" I swallowed, shaking from the shock, hesitant to touch it, "Where did you find this?"

"Shang Tsung came after me because of Sento," Kenshi explained, "We're dealing with him, but during an ambush, I found that in one of his secret laboratories."

"We know how much this means to you, so," Johnny held it out with a smile, urging me to take it, "It's all yours now."

"This can't be real," I whispered, pupils expanding as I took it delicately. It was beautiful, sparkling colors of the rainbow as it shone in the light, this weird feeling soaking and washing over me. My life felt complete with this stone in my hands, happiness overtaking me so strongly that I began to cry, repeating, "This can't be real."

"It's real," Kenshi patted my back softly, relating to me, "I know how it feels. When I finally got my hands on Sento, the feeling was indescribable."

"You're welcome," Johnny mumbled jokingly, making me giggle and smile more at the stone, clenching it tightly in my fist as I jumped to pull them both into a tight hug, crying happily:

"Thank you so much. You two are the best, I swear."

"It's what friends do, remember?" Kenshi reminded me, hugging me back, as did Johnny, who squeezed me:

"You saved our lives; it's the least we can do."

I couldn't ask for greater friends; they changed my life for the better and continue to do so; my heart was overwhelmed with joy, needing them to know that I meant wholeheartedly, "You guys are the best thing that's ever happened to me." 

2023 © itjazzbicch — do not repost or translate my work. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome 

[itjazzbicch]

The Way You Are

Pairing:  MK1!Kenshi Takashi x Reader 

First time writing for Kenshi so I hope I did well! 

Summary: Returning home to the reader who was worried about his travels with Lord Lui Kang and his fellow champions, the reader is in shock when they see that he not only has Sento, sees what Sento can do, and also learns why Kenshi came back wearing a red band across his eyes...

Warnings:  MK1 story mode spoilers (If you don't know what happened to Kenshi in story mode lol) Slight swearing, established relationship, little flirting toward the end (And that's it, pretty much!)

Word Count: .9k 

Kenshi setting out to find Sento already worried me since he was going on this conquest alone, being his only support, and learning how it turned out to be much more than finding Sento put me in distress.

It took him some time, but he finally came back to me, telling me over a phone call; his low tone built up more anxiousness, but I was glad he was finally back.

Learning about the realms and how he was being sent to Outworld was a lot to take in as it was all new knowledge to me, and I was relieved when I saw the hilt of a new sword out the window.

He must've gotten his hands on Sento! Hearing the door open, I nearly jumped for joy but came to a slow halt once I saw a blindfold covering his eyes.

"Kenshi?"

"I did it, Y/N," He started smiling at me, pulling out the centuries-old sword to show me, "I have Sento."

"I never doubted you, Kenshi," I smiled back, nervous to ask, "What's with the blindfold?"

"About that," He sighed, hand caressing the red band, clearly nervous to explain why he was wearing it, "Don't worry. I can still see, sort of."

"What happened while you were gone?" My voice grew stern as I approached him, wanting to know what he was hiding, going to touch the band, but he gripped my hand:

"You don't want to see. Don't worry about it. I'm fine."

"I do," I said more sternly, showing him that I was acting out of care, "I want to know what happened because if someone did this on purpose, I'd gladly visit them."

"That's not necessary," He huffed, letting my hand go, "It wasn't intentional."

"Please, just let me see," I whispered with a sweeter tone, his deep sigh a signal to allow me to lift the band, seeing how his eyes were gouged, "Oh my goodness."

I covered my mouth with a hand as tears filled my eyes, angry at the thought that someone would do such a thing to him, someone I cared about more than anyone.

"This wasn't intentional? Are you kidding me?" This disbelief was strong, unable to accept that this was somehow an accident.

"It truly wasn't, Y/N," Taking my hand to provide comfort, he assured me, "But as I said, there's no need to worry. Sento gave me back my sight in its own way."

"What do you mean?" I knew Sento was a mighty sword but didn't understand until he entered my living room.

"See how I can move around with no issues?" He pointed out, watching and beginning to understand, blown away as he wielded Sento, "Just watch."

Going to a fake plant I had in the corner, he sliced the leaves into pieces, my jaw dropping at the blue aurora that flowed around Sento's blade, not believing my eyes:

"What the hell? What was that, Kenshi?"

"Sento has my ancestors within it," He explained, "They guide me, make me stronger. I can finally free my clan from the Yakuza and their crimes."

I still couldn't believe what I witnessed, but I knew it was true. I ran to hug him as he put Sento away, hugging him tightly and praising, "I knew that you could get Sento back. You will fulfill all your goals. I know it."

"Thank you, Y/N," He hugged back, squeezing me as he whispered, "Thank you for always being the one by my side."

"Forever will be, Kenshi," I vowed, holding his face, staring at that blindfold and only able to imagine the hell and pain he went through to make it this far; there was still a far way to go.

Tears swelled in the corner of my eyes again, and he quickly noticed, trying to apologize:

"I know that I worried you while I was gone, and seeing me like this-; I'm-"

"It's okay," I assured, swallowing a breath to shake off the sad tears and mean wholeheartedly, "You came back to me, and if Sento brought back your vision in a new way, that's all that matters. I'll always love you the way you are."

My last sentence made him smile, his embrace warming with his words, "I may have lost my eyes, but I'm not easily defeated. Don't stress over me. I'll always come back to you."

"You better," I teased but meant firmly, bringing his lips to mine, filling our connection with all the passion in my heart that I had for him, making him chuckle some as our lips briefly parted, "Or you better take me with you."

"You'd be in for culture shock. I'm not even sure if that's what I should call it," We laughed more, but I was serious despite my giggles:

"Maybe, but I'd still go and kick the hell out of anyone who even thinks of harming you."

"So protective," He joked, smirking at me while gripping my hip, "I still have skills, you know?"

"I am protective, and I own that," Kissing one more time as I hugged him again, I made sure he knew all my actions and words were made from love, but also trying not to be too serious and play along, wiggling the hip in his hand, "And trust me, I know you have all kinds of skills." 

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