#kitana x platonic reader

[kentstoji]

i just found this draft, from november of last year when i started writing. so, enjoy some combat interactions between the princess and her allies and rivals.

liu kang: i feel like your sisters don't approve of our bond.

princess!y/n: with time, they will.

liu kang: i can only hope so.

princess!y/n: remind me never to drink madame bo's special tea again.

kung lao: do you want to see the photos johnny took?

princess!y/n: please, no.

bi-han: following liu kang so blindly prevents you from reaching your potential.

princess!y/n: don't you dare speak about potential with me! you abandoned your family for your ambition.

johnny cage: i saw you checking out liu kang.

princess!y/n: "checking out"?

johnny cage: don't pretend to be innocent, princess.

princess!y/n (to general shao): you were my mentor once, today you're my enemy.

kuai liang: be careful with the path your sisters follow, princess.

princess!y/n: i appreciate the advice, my friend, but bonds created by blood are not easily broken.

liu kang: mileena will be an excellent monarch.

princess!y/n: you never told me what mileena was like in the past timeline.

liu kang: i fear the tale won't warm your heart, my sun.

princess!yn: my mother was neglectful of your people, but i vow to do my best alongside my sisters.

baraka: you have my eternal gratitude, my lady.

CHARACTER STUDY. if MILEENA and KITANA were like the sun and the moon, eternally linked with dawn and dusk, THEIR SISTER was a star, always seen in the moon's shadow, and occupying such subtle space was rewarding.

never would she be the target of political discord that aimed to usurp her sister's birthright, mileena's right to ascend as EMPRESS OF OUTWORLD. her loyalty was forged by iron and blood, and was never questioned. y/n never accepted the way her mother, EMPRESS SINDEL, treated her firstborn. and after the heiress was exposed to tarkat, fights between mother and daughter were a frequent and expected routine.

kitana would defend the territories as commander. her cerulean blue robes were accented with pink and crimson red. here's tribute to her sisters. her soulmates.

mileena would have the throne for herself, the prestige and the varied responsibilities that the position carried with it. the transition from princess to empress was arduous, and her mother was a constant reminder that left her heart heavy and weak.

princess!yn would stand out in diplomatic matters and communication networks, to improve the way her sister was seen by the inhabitants of outworld. a genuine politician, harumi shirai once commented good-naturedly.

[st4r-th0ughts]

Mk11 characters x Shinnok’s spawn! GN reader intros.

masterlist

>pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4

Note- Comments and reblogs are more appreciated than just likes!

tw/cw: possible ooc, I’ve been watching mk11 intros and binging the story lol, reader here is by technically, a young adult/ just pushing adulthood in immortal? years (that’s why Raiden and Kitana will refer to them as child) so all intros are strictly platonic, not proofread so may have spelling mistakes!

Character list (part 1): Liu Kang, Kung Lao, Kitana, Jade, Raiden. (Most of these characters are the pre time merged ones, basically non revenant, and no dark Raiden)

Reader’s background: Reader is Liu Kang’s adopted child, a young one he found between Netherealm and Earthrealm. Kung Lao absolutely adored Liu Kang’s child, his very own nibling. As did almost everyone else when they met you.

It is revealed in Mkx, reader was the spawn of Shinnok, made to take his place should he ever perish. Raiden, who was now so obsessed with Earthrealm’s safety, even if it means attacking and shunning all those he deemed a threat, he banished reader from Earthrealm, demanding all those who ally with him to kill reader upon sight.

Now, in Mk11 after the time merger, reader can’t bring themselves to trust anyone. Not after being betrayed, left behind, and hunted. Living in an abandoned mansion, alone, in the dark.

Liu Kang- Your father. A man who loves you to pieces.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (1)

LK- Come back to your family, NAME.

R- I am your child no longer, Chosen One.

LK- Please, it is breaking my heart seeing you like this.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (2)

R- You side with Raiden? After all he’s done to us?

LK- The Lord Raiden you know is not the one I know, NAME.

R- Yet he’s the one who will send us to our demise.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (3)

LK- Your fate is a tragic one.

R- One Raiden’s mistakes caused.

LK- One that he regrets deeply, child.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (4)

R- Remember those times you’d bring me for those sneaks of sweet treats?

LK- Of course. Your smile always made me indescribably happy.

R- It’s a shame, the only sweets I eat now are in silence.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (5)

R- Uncle Kung Lao. How is he?

LK- He’s doing well, but he misses you dearly, NAME.

R- I don’t see the need to come back if he is doing fine.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (6)

LK- It’s just so… odd, seeing my child all grown up.

R- It has been decades since I last saw you as the man I once respected.

LK- I am here now, NAME. I shall not be going anywhere.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (7)

LK- You neutralized Shao Khan with practiced ease.

R- Having to fend for yourself for decades does that.

LK- I regret not having to have been there to keep you shielded.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (8)

R- I never thought I’d see you alive, much less not look at me with malice.

LK- My revenant counterpart is a warped version of me.

R- The people I loved have either left me or have become shadows of themselves.

⊹₊🔥⋆｡°✩ (Revenant Liu Kang)

R- My hate for you goes beyond the realms.

R! LK- Is that any way to speak to your father, child?

R- I am not your child. I have stopped being anyone’s child decades ago.

Kung Lao- The greatest and funnest uncle! Well, he was, once.

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (1)

KL- Your dad really misses you, NAME.

R- I don’t need his care. I didn’t need anyone for a long time.

KL- Never let him hear you that.

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (2)

R- Uncle Kung Lao? Is this another hallucination of my mind?!

KL- The greatest uncle, in the flesh.

R- Let’s see if kombat proves it.

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (3)

KL- Your kombat has gotten much better than last I saw you.

R- Yours hasn’t, Uncle.

KL- Okay, now we need to fight.

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (4)

R- Raiden’s incompetence killed you.

KL- It was Shao Khan who did me in.

R- Yet, Raiden was the one who allowed you to fight him knowing the outcome.

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (5)

R- Despite what everyone says, you’re one of the greater warriors I’ve known.

KL- Finally, someone who knows just how great I am.

R- Which is exactly why I want to fight you.

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (6)

R- Raiden is a fraud. I don’t know how anyone can trust him.

KL- My trust in him is shaken after seeing my Revenant.

R- Glad you agree, Uncle.

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (7)

KL- Liu Kang says I’m too hard on Raiden.

R- I think you should stop listening to that old thunder man entirely.

KL- I have some faith left in him, despite all that has happened.

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (8)

KL- The Shaolin will gladly welcome you back.

R- *laughs* I have better luck fitting with the Tarkatans.

KL- Just what has these decades of banishment done to you?

─ ⊹ ⊱꒰☆꒱⊰ ⊹ ─ (Revenant Kung Lao)

R! KL- You know, Liu Kang will be glad to have a heir for his throne.

R- Rotting in the shadows does me better.

R! KL- Join us, or we will have to use force.

Kitana Khan- She will never have the chance to be closer to you as Liu Kang would like you two be.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (1)

K- Many miss you, NAME.

R- If they did, they would have ignored Raiden’s words and tried to help me.

K- As Khan, Outworld welcomes you if Earthrealm doesn’t.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (2)

R- Liu Kang really loves you, doesn’t he?

K- Should you not be referring to him as father?

R- His Revenant counterpart tried to stab me in the back quite literally, your Highness.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (3)

R- Seeing you as a compassionate human and not a Revenant trying to kill me…

K- I promise you, NAME, I am no undead abomination.

R- I will believe it when I see it.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (4)

K- Outworld will warmly welcome you to be a citizen of our realm.

R- The offer is lovely, but I do not wish to take advantage of your kind nature.

K- The offer still stands, should your mind ever change.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (5)

R- It hasn’t been too long, and your reign already allows Outworld to flourish.

K- I hope it will remain that way.

R- Long live the Queen.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (6)

K- I can’t help but notice you are rather… distant, with many of us.

R- Forgive me if being in your presence makes me remember all the times your Revenants tried to murder me.

K- As difficult as it may be, we are not the same as our future counterparts, NAME.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (7)

R- Tell Liu Kang to stop coming to my place of residence to bother me.

K- He just wants to reconnect, NAME.

R- It is the darkness that connects with me best.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (8)

K- My Revenant self is the empress of the Netherealm?

R- A ruthless one at that.

K- I hope I shan’t turn out like her.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ (Revenant Kitana)

R! K- I will slice you into pieces with my blades, child.

R- Not if I burn you first.

R! K- A threat that many have made but failed to achieve.

Jade- She would have loved been the aunt who spoiled you rotten.

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (1)

J- You have changed much, since we last saw each other.

R- I’ve made changes in every way I know how.

J- Sometimes, changes don’t always mean good.

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (2)

R- Is Kitana doing good as Outworld’s Khan?

J- She is doing an excellent job.

R- Good. Better than Raiden, at least.

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (3)

J- Tell me about the future, NAME.

R- Raiden abandoned many during a moment of weakness, which resulted in you and many other’s deaths.

J- Tell me something I don’t already know.

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (4)

R- Your Revenant self is but a shadow of you.

J- She also had a shadow of my skills.

R- That, we will have to see.

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (5)

J- Have you fought my Revenant counterpart?

R- Many times. She is one I don’t wish to face ever again.

J- Is it because of her skills? Or her demeanor?

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (6)

J- Your father is getting close with Kitana.

R- He isn’t my father anymore, Lady Jade. We are too far apart to be called that.

J- He cares for you as much as he did decades ago.

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (7)

R- Give Kotal my thanks for giving me his hospitality.

J- He is a reputable man of honor, NAME.

R- That, I can agree wholeheartedly.

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (8)

R- Her Highness is lucky to have a person like you, Lady Jade.

J- I am honored to be able to serve Kitana.

R- You are close after thousands of years, still…

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ (Revenant Jade)

R! J- I will bring you to your father, NAME, whether it is by force or not.

R- I have no father. I have no friends or family.

R! J- You say that as if you have yourself.

Raiden- Oh, how you hate Liu Kang’s former mentor. You’d tear his throat and gouge his eyes if you could.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (1)

R- Do not think just because you are not the one I know, you are forgiven.

Rai- How can I be forgiven for crimes I have not yet committed?

R- You won’t ever be.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (2)

Rai- Liu Kang and Kung Lao both miss you dearly, NAME.

R- My return is unbeneficial, it is also too long, too late.

Rai- It is never too late to come back to your family.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (3)

Rai- Your anger towards me is intense, NAME.

R- I’ll take it out on you today.

Rai- Your anger will drive you mad, if you aren’t already.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (4)

R- Your mistakes have cost me my family, my friends, and my right to be one of Earthrealm’s champions!

Rai- That is a mistake that I cannot believe I would make.

R- Well believe it, because if you didn’t make such a mistake, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (5)

R- My mistake was listening to Liu Kang about you.

Rai- That wounds me deeply, child.

R- You won’t be remorseful for long, Raiden. You never are.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (6)

Rai- Liu Kang still keeps the drawings you left behind.

R- He… does?

Rai- He truly wishes for you to be his child again, NAME.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (7)

Rai- Your anger is understandable, NAME, but it should not be me you direct it to.

R- Should it not have been for this time bullshit, Kung Lao would have died.

Rai- I am grateful that fate gives me a second chance. Allow me to prove my good faith.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (8)

R- I shan’t forgive you for making me the… person I am right now.

Rai- Come back to us. To Liu Kang. Their love will heal your soul.

R- The only thing that’ll cure me now is my vengeance for my mistreatment.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. (Dark Raiden)

D! Rai- You are an abomination, I should not have allowed Liu Kang to foster you.

R- I should have done better to convince him you were trouble.

D! Rai- Shinnok’s spawn isn’t one who can tell me that.

fin.

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notes: first time writing for mk11! Please, would love to hear all your feedback abt my intros, whether their ooc, how to improve, etc!

[koisuko]

Could I request reader as a cat, but with the mk 1 girls?

Absolutely! (Forgive me this is long overdue and has been sitting in my drafts, im slowly losing my passion and motivation for mk1 content im sorry jehfjsjf)

Pov: You are a cat (pt4)

how the mk1 characters react to you as a stray cat, one with an oddly familiar/fitting name

part 1, part 2, part 3, bonus

Tw: none, gn, platonic, kitty cat

Ft: Mileena, Kitana, Sindel, Li Mei, Tanya

Mileena

Ever since her mother past, even if her soul was safe with her father, she found it hard to find the time to grieve. It wasn’t the same, not being able to speak to her, hug her, learn from her. And now, the newly passed duties of empress was thrown on her by circumstance, taking up nearly her entire day.

When in the solace of her room, hidden away from prying eyes, even for just a moment, she would let a tear slip down her cheek. All the inner turmoil collected into that single drop, and staining the silky case of her pillow.

All the struggle was slowly healed when you came along, trotting happily into the castle with your tail held high. You were a stray, with your once soft black fur now dirty and matted. She took pity on you, feeling the need to care for you tugging at the strings of her aching heart. And so she did, finding an almost therapeutic rhythm when brushing your shiny coat. Upon finding the small tag dangling on your neck, she was baffled to see it read ‘Tanya’. She almost giggled at it, such a bizarre coincidence to find a gentle companion with the same name as her lover.

During the nights, when the peace and quiet is a luxury earned, she lays on her satin sheets in deep thought. You, her new found friend, curled into a small ball against her side. Your purrs vibrate through her waist, bringing out a soft sigh of content from her lips. “Thank you, Tanya,” she whispered, “you’ve done a wonderful job fending off the sadness that plagues me.” She gently stroked your back, reaching up to scratch behind your ears. Both of you, at peace even for a moment, slipped into a dreamless slumber.

Kitana

It was hard watching her sister, watching her lack the time to grieve, watching her suffer in silence and create a fake facade of happiness in front of the people. Kitana wasn’t as high status as her, so she could afford just a little time alone, something she was grateful for. If she could, she would take her place, even for a moment to allow her some freedom.

Even with the time she had, she still missed her mother greatly. It was too early, unnatural even for her mother to be gone. She almost felt lost, lacking her mother’s usual guidance and watchful eye was akin to a motherless fawn.

It had been a normal day, tending to duties, but a particularly sad day. A day filled with heavy sorrow, the stages of grief hitting Kitana like a train. Her sister is busy, tending to duties as a new empress, and this left her feeling empty and alone. Never the less, she kept a neutral expression through out the day, even a small smile for the cherry on top.

But as night came, she’d sit out in the courtyard, here eyes to the stars above. She’d whisper to the night sky, one prayer at a time, for the safety of her family and the palace. A sudden rustle of a nearby bush breaks her from her thoughts. She approaches with a perplexed expression, “who’s there?” No answer, instead, the bushes rustle once more in response. Kitana took another step closer, cautious and ready, her heart slightly racing with impending adrenaline. To her surprise, a small fluffy feline emerged from the shrubbery, tilting its head in her direction.

“Mreow,” you purred, a simple human translation to a hello. She lowered her stance, relaxing at the sight of you, “hello little one,” she cooed. You chirped in response, trotting over to rub against her legs, looking up with your big adorable eyes. She giggled, there is simply no resisting the pleading gaze of a friendly feline. As if she read your mind, she gingerly scooped you up into her arms, cradling you close to her chest. While doing so, her fingers grazed the hem of your collar, causing her to retract for a moment in surprise. When looking closer, the collar read ‘Sindel’ in a intricate cursive engraving. She gently traced the letters with her fingers, as if committing it to memory. Her eyes welled with tears, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She sniffled, nuzzling her face into your fur with a sigh, “I miss you, mother.”

Sindel

To be reunited with her husband was one thing, but to be inside his body as a spirit was another. Death wasn’t at all as expected, she felt the cold sensation and loss of feeling that came with it, but did not go to some whimsical after life. Considering the death of the forest of souls, there was no going there. A shame, really, she wanted to experience it for herself. But, considering she was with her husband once more, it felt safer than the forest.

The best she could describe it would be, feeling whole again, realizing a part of her that she was missing. She felt a strange connection between her and the other spirits there, as if a cord interlocked them at the core. Every feeling, every thought, it was all shared between them as a collective. Negativity didn’t exist, all the fear and longing she once felt, was gone now.

There was a place where everyone was a physical, walking around in a blank plane of white and fog. This is where she could be with her husband, reunited once again in pure bliss. The area was endless, even if you chose to walk continuously, you would never reach an end.

Sindel sat near the edge of the group, waiting for her husband to return once again. She looked off into the endless pool of white, deep in thought. She could see the memories of her past life, memories of her children, husband, and the kingdom. All the memories skimming over her brain like a slide show, all the way up to her untimely death. Reaching down, she gingerly caressed the wound where the katana had struck and killed her. She could remember the look of dread and sorrow on her daughter’s face, but proud was the only thing she could feel. Sindel could see the progress Mileena and Kitana have made through Jared’s eyes, and regardless if she could tell them or not, she was beyond overjoyed.

A sudden presence beside her lured her out of her trance. When she looked, she was surprised to see you, the spirit of a small house cat. It was unusual to see animals here, but never has it been unwelcome. Perhaps the others have not noticed you, as usually they would flock to an animal newcomer. She smiled down at you, admiring the beauty of your coat while you groom your paw in silence. You turned your head in response, looking up at her with one big eye, the other closed off as a token of your past life. You could sense that she was waiting, and decided to keep her company. You stood, stretching your back before trotting over to her. You didn’t hesitate, making yourself right at home on Sindel’s lap. There was no protest from her, instead, she placed a gentle hand on your back and stroked her fingers through your fur. It had been quite some time since you had been pet, your past life lacking the love and care you craved so much. If only Sindel had found you when you both were alive, she would surely take you in as her own. She scratched the top of your head, eliciting a soft purr of satisfaction from you. Sindel continued to wait for her husband, watching memories flow by, but this time with a new friend.

Li Mei

Li Mei practically watched Sindel’s daughters grow up from small infants to young women. She nearly felt her eyes well with tears, watching the coronation of Mileena through blurred eyes. Even if she gained the role through circumstance, she was still unbelievable proud.

It was unfortunate, downright depressing, losing the best friend she had just got back. After years of pleading with Sindel, working so hard to regain her trust after Jared’s passing, she had finally rebuilt the bond once broken. Only for the untimely death of her best friend, regaining her best friend’s husband in her place. Although, it was a relief to learn from Jared that she had safe passage to an afterlife of some sort. And, she was happy to hear that they were reunited, even if it was through failed dark magic.

After her promotion for her heroic acts, she felt alone and home sick. She felt wrong in the place as chief of imperial police, missing the streets of Sun Do where she kept peace for so many years. Now, she sat in her office as a newly reinstated first constable, mindlessly dragging the pen across parchment. She had taken up journaling, a simple way to vent out the everyday frustrations of police work, and to pass time on off days where crime was minimal. Paperwork from the days criminals had stacked neatly in the corner of the desk, a small lamp hovered over the various journal papers. She sighed, setting the pen down and leaning back in her seat. Stretching her back with a satisfying pop before making way to the exit of her office.

A sudden shrill shriek startled Li Mei, nearly sounding like a child screaming for help. At this time of night? She swiftly ran to a nearby alleyway where she was surprised to see the source of the sound was a cat fight between strays. One was much larger, covered in fluffy orange fur, and the other a small and scrawny brown tabby. The smaller one let out a meek hiss, while the larger one raised a paw ready to strike. You bolted behind Li Mei’s leg, having accidentally stumbled into the territory of a large Tom cat. He was aggressive, fiercely defending his home and potential breeding area, to which you wanted no part of and simply made your way here by curiosity alone. As the Tom cat made an attempt to run towards you, Li Mei stomped her foot, “hey! Quit the scuffle.” The Tom cat hesitated at first, giving you one last hiss before running back through the alley where it came from. Li Mei brought her attention to the small tabby hidden behind her, lowering to crouch beside you, “quite the predicament you got yourself into hm?” She brought her hand to your eye level, to which you gave it a gentle sniff. Paper, ink, and a small amount of roast lingered on her skin, remnants of her lunch eliciting a heavy pang in your stomach. “Are you hungry?” She frowned, studying the current state of your boney ribs and dirtied fur. You meowed, your eyes large in a pitiful beg for a scrap of satiation. She smiled, scooping you up in her arms, “let’s get some dinner in you little one,” walking back into the headquarters. She felt a strange fabric on your neck, the dirt covering making it nearly impossible to notice at first. Attached to it, was a small metal heart, rusted and covered in mud. Upon wiping it with her thumb, the words on it read “umgadi”. She giggled, “my past comes back to me.” From then on, you made several returns to her for food and protection, until eventually, you were adopted by her with open arms.

Tanya

When she wasn’t with Mileena, majority of her time was occupied by the duties of leader of the Umgadi. Being at such a high rank, and rebuilding the Umgadi from the ground up to be reformed from a few rotten apples, had kept her a very busy woman. Tanya made sure to thoroughly wring out every pupil to keep out the rats who conspire against both the Umgadi principles, and the kingdom itself.

Tanya stride down the hallways of the palace, her heels clicking against the pristine floors of the Umgadi barracks. She held an air of confidence, her head held high and eyes straight ahead. She smiled as the gentle snores of her sisters reached her ears, the peaceful sound of slumber fading slightly with every step. She had an objective in mind, her feet carrying her to the palace gardens where her lover waits.

Upon arriving, just at the entrance, two small cats walked side by side with their tails wrapped over each other. They seemed so peaceful, enjoying each other’s company under the starlit sky. She hadn’t meant to intrude, but once noticed by the two felines, one had bolted into a nearby hedge. The one remaining, a small calico, had looked at her with curiosity. You did not run, instead, you sat right where you were, to convey that you were not afraid. Tanya smiled, lowering herself to a crouch and reaching a hand in your direction, “it’s alright, I won’t harm you.” You sniffed the air, catching a whiff of her scent, the smell akin to a sunlit field of flowers with a hint of honey. You slowly approached, your neck elongated to sniff her outstretched hand without risking too much. She smiled, tilting her head with curiosity, “what’s your name, little one?” You lifted your head, just enough for her to catch a glimpse of a name on your collar. It read, “Mileena”. She smirked at the engraving, “what a beautiful name.”

[aj1dordinary]

y'know, im something of a roman empire myself actually

platonic!Johnny Cage x platonic!gen-z!reader; neutral!Kenshi Takahashi x platonic!reader; platonic!Raiden x platonic!reader; platonic!Kung Lao x platonic!reader; platonic!Lui Kang x platonic!reader

no beta reading we die like men. here’s another chapter even though i have like 3 papers due within 2 weeks.

after stepping out of the portal, your eyes catch first the palace setting. how its stone and marble material reached towards the sky and provided a sturdy foundation for your feet. there was clear signs of royalty with the hues of gold and purple that mingled with the color of natural scenery.

however, the view was interrupted when the armed guard replaced it. stern and well-postured, you straightened your back to replicate the menacing look. liu kang had educated you well enough before leaving so you could differentiate the two princesses among them.

johnny whistled, prepared to ruin the scenic moment immediately with that mouth of his. you elbowed him again, “not now” you mouthed.

“you should listen to your assistant more,” raiden said as Earthrealm’s chosen defender. “i’m sure she goes through a lot to keep you out of trouble.”

liu kang hummed in agreement before bowing before the princesses, addressing them as mileena and kitara. the rest of the group’s actions followed after the god.

as he went around, he introduced everyone. well, everyone except you, you stood farther back than the hand-selected fighters. but, your presence did not go unnoticed.

“and the girl?” mileena raised her eyebrow.

liu kang pursed his lips again before speaking, “a spectator, at the request of johnny cage. i assure you that she is of no threat.”

you inch back a little farther behind the pack as the attention seemed to have shifted to your meek form. thankfully, conversation was more focused on the battles that were to take place.

“i hope you are prepared raiden. our champions are determined to win.” kitana smirked.

“myself included, it’s been too long since Outworld has hailed victory.” mileena held her head high in confidence.

before you could also disgrace the group with your quick retorts, the conversation was interrupted by a guard, but clearly one of a higher ranker or importance. tanya, the future empress called her, declared that you all head to the capitol and without further hesitation, you all moving once more.

you made sure to be out of sight, realizing now just how out of place you really were in terms of stature and build. to keep your mind off things, you took out your phone and quietly did the job you were hired to do: vlog.

so as you guys paraded through the city, you whispered amongst the group and took shots of the Outworldian city. 

“so raiden give us a little pre-game interview. how do you feel as earth realm’s champion fighter? surely, everyone is gonna want a piece of you.” you shoved the lens into his face again in true paparazzi fashion. 

he flushed, you could tell the attention that he has been getting as of late was new to him, but he entertained your antics anyway.

“definitely a little nervous, but also confident. i won against three other of lui kang’s handpicked fighters so i know i have the ability.” he rubbed the back of his neck as confetti had begun raining down.

“a great insight to have raiden. i implore you to keep that same energy throughout our time here.” liu kang spoke like a proud father.

“and you kangaroo?” your low-attention span now shifted. 

the nickname always seemed to catch him off guard, so with a recollected sigh, he spoke, “pleased.”

“kung fu! ken-doll! get in on all the fun! we’re being celebrated right now.” you yelled, eager to ramp up the energy within the group.

“we are being celebrated, you just happen to be here also.” kenshi brushed past you, unwilling to give you anything else. ouch. but johnny was quick to replace him, shaking his fist like an angry old man at kenshi’s insult.

kung lao and johnny matched you energy-wise as you all declared that when raiden wins the tournament, you’d order mountains of food and create content to entertain the fans back in Earthrealm.

once a little more composed, you took notice of all the different kinds of beings there were in outworld, you also took in how it felt to be celebrated. mileena seeing the curiosity in your eyes began recanting to raiden about the history of Outworld. she even mentioned about her late father.

you cut liu kang off in the middle of him performing his diplomatic duty, “i’m sorry for your loss. must be difficult.” you provide a flat smile.

“i appreciate your gesture, but you have nothing to be sorry for. not as much as this one here…” she mutters. she stops the carriage to get off and approach a figure in the distance. in the mean time, liu kang is not ignorant to the interaction between you and mileena.

“you have lost your father too.” he spoke, his tone sympathetic. you look down, the camera no longer recording. there was no escaping the conversation with the all-knowing god.

“my mother and sister too. a home-invasion gone wrong. i wasn’t home. i never was, always afraid of missing out. so i blew them off that night when they wanted to watch a movie in favor of partying with friends.” 

silence hovered over the group despite the festival music still playing in the background. you made quick work of wiping your tears before apologizing again, scared of dampening the mood. johnny, who knew of your story when he hired you, just provided a comforting arm around your shoulder.

“so your humor is a cover-up, huh?” kenshi muttered.

“really, you want to do this right now?” johnny stood from his position in the carriage. kenshi also stood, making the carriage a little wobbly.

kung lao and raiden replaced his spot on either side, providing you with shoulders to lean on.

“now, now. we will not make a display of ignorance.” liu kang intercepted immediately, a stern tone taking over. “kenshi, now is not the time or place. johnny, not every altercation needs verbal and physical offense. i order you both to sit back down and let us carry on to Empress Sindel’s palace.” 

and so it was. mileena returned and the parade carried on as she muttered “li mei and those damned tarkatans” under her breath.

you collected yourself at the palace and stood amongst the group discussing tactics for the fights raiden would be enduring. suddenly, silence took over before johnny pushed you behind him, “red alert. stock villain incoming.”

he spoke in reference to what you would classify as demon split the crowd. his tall stature definitely struck fear deep within you. maybe now would be a good time to start praying. liu kang introduced him as general shao. his goal clear, to antagonize and belittle the group of Earthrealmers that stood before him. the others remained tall before him, but you were kept behind them out of necessary precaution.

the princesses returned and sat on their respective thrones beside Empress Sindel. there was no pause or hesitation for further introduction. she immediately began setting the stage for which raiden would take alongside his enemies.

you begin twirling your hair out of anxiety when his first opponent was introduced. the same li mei that mileena seems to distrust. you found out soon enough in empress sindel’s “motivation” speech.

then the battles commenced. each one menacing than the last. but each time raiden came out victorious. the first part of the tournament was adjourned and true to your goal, you, raiden, kung lao, and johnny made the most of the dinner that was provided. you couldn’t help but feel giddy despite the emotions you let loose earlier. maybe the relationship between Earthrealm and Outworld wasn’t as bad as kangaroo made it seem. you watch as johnny flirted with every woman at the party, as kenshi remained unbothered, and kung lao finish plate after plate. raiden and liu and seemed deep in conversation. 

that’s when the feeling returned. the one of doubt that sat deep in your stomach and extended into your throat. everyone here had a place, even in this new world. you begin picking at the remnants of food on your plate.

“i never got your name warrior.” 

you look up and notice that it was princess kitana. as instructed by lui kang, you bow before her.

“no need,” she paused. “i just want to know who you are in relation to everyone.” she sat down in the empty chair next to you.

“firstly, i am no warrior, but my name is y/n. this is more of a business trip to me than one of diplomatic relations.”

“hm. a little disappointing. but, lui kang doesn’t bring just anyone to Outworld.” she swirled a glass of exotic wine before sipping.

you chuckle, once again fully aware of how out of place you were. you don’t respond though.

“have you ever fought before?” she raised an eyebrow.

“maybe when i was younger. i took ballet, gymnastics and karate, but i lost all passion for those beginning crafts when my family… i’m sorry.” you used the napkins provided to blot at your eyes.

kitana shared a look of understanding. she even placed a hand on top of yours.

“i think you should get back into it. not only is it an excellent outlet, but,” she extended the ‘u’ for emphasis and dramatization. “i’m surrounded by brutes on a daily bases and would love some feminine company. maybe i can show you something?” she leaned in, eyeing the space around you guys for anyone lurking in your conversation. 

and how stupid would you be to deny the princess’ request. with stifled giggles and rushed footsteps, kitana grabbed your hand and rushed off to the palace quarters. sindel watched in amusement, she had the same harmless suspicion as a mother watching her daughter and a friend do some secret activity at a sleepover. 

“i won’t go too hard on you, just show you moves you can do when someone invades your space in a manner that is distasteful.” 

it only took a couple minutes for liu kang and the rest of the quartet to notice your usual cheerful and sometimes invasive presence was missing. and how lucky, you did not have to witness mileena’s moment of weakness or when general shao insulted your boys or the plans he had that had yet to be unravelled.

when you finally returned to them later that night, you were a little bruised and definitely sore, but you wouldn’t rest until you could show what you learned on a real person, someone like… a drunk johnny cage.

“how did you manage to sneak off with princess kitana?” kenshi quipped, a little dismayed that it was you of all people.

“i didn’t do anything, in fact, it was her who rizzed me up. don’t be jealous ken-doll.” you wiggled your eyebrows to piss him off further.

“well don’t leave anything to the imagination. what happened?” johnny slurred. this time, he was cosigned by a similarly drunk kung lao, leaving a blushing raiden behind.

“yeah? you wanna know?” you egged them on, leading them to their impending doom.

they nodded eagerly. “well come closer, i can’t exactly say this with so many ears leading back to the empress.” you tease.

when they approach and lean down for you to whisper into their ear, you unleashed your attack. you provide a swift uppercut to kung lao’s chin sending him flying back before he composed himself. you then quickly drop down before swinging your leg around to knock johnny off his. kung lao, the ever so competitive, charged back. this time, you used your refreshed gymnastic skills from kitana to avoid his rapid punches.

round off after round off you avoided him until you could feel your exhaustion setting in, while on your hands, you bent your knees and elbows, trying to gain enough energy to push off and drive your legs up. your heels made contact with kung lao’s chin and sent him flying back. he did not get back up, succumbing to the contact and his drunken haze.

after you sent johnny to the ground, he made no attempt to get up, his drunken state rendering him incapacitated. 

you gracefully finish the round off and put both your hands in the air as if you as if you had finished an award winning gymnastics routine.

raiden clapped, clearly amused at the current state of his friends. kenshi rolled his eyes, but had a little smirk on his face. “since johnny was so adamant about you capturing everything, you should take a photo of them now.”

“omg ken-doll, that’s the best idea you have had yet!” you squeal and proceed to whip the device out to do so.

“i see that your confidence is back on the mend. i’m happy for you. i am also glad that you are no longer running from conflict.” liu kang chuckled and pat you on the back.

raiden picked up the unconscious kung lao while kenshi attended to johnny. you all then proceeded to walk to the quarters provided to you to settle in and prepare for the next day.

“i knew i had chosen right after all.” liu kang said.

“me? chosen? you flatter me kangaroo.” you smile.

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(The Next Day)

raiden stood before empress sindel, though her daughters were missing from their standard positions. she commemorated him of his past victories and how he only had two opponents who stood before him.

you were back on the sidelines with johnny, phone already recording. you were trying so hard not to yell out “Out-Worldstar”. the jokes just write themselves really.

so imagine your surprise when she announced that kitana was to be his next opponent. slyly, you and johnny slid your phones back into your pockets and just started whistling. all of a sudden interested in the plants and decorations rather than raiders impending doom.

“come on guys, you don’t have any faith in raiden?” kung lao nudged.

“it’s not that,” johnny began. “it’s that he’s definitely going to feel it after,” you finished.

“and i will win.” kitana interjected. she looked over at you, you could tell by the crinkle in her eye, she was smiling, ready to show you what it meant to really be femme fatale.

their quarrel began and liu kang had to even stop himself from giggling as you stared at kitana with a wide mouth and a hint of fear in your eyes. she could definitely hold her own in kombat. she performed aerial flips and even put her magic skills to the test against his lightening. it was miraculous even that their fight looked as if they were floating, feet only touching the ground for a moment before attacking or blocking.

despite her flare and her fans, raiden defeated her in a split second moment of weakness. but it didn’t damper how you felt about the strength she exhibited, if anything, it only fueled the fire in you to get back into your hobbies that you discussed last night. you were determined to actually earn your position within liu kang’s entourage.

she congratulated his victory and with no moment of rest, raiders next opponent was introduced: general shao.

you, johnny, kenshi, and kung lao visibly and audibly gulped. kenshi even tugged at his collar a bit to relieve pressure. it seemed as if the ground shook as he approached the ring. you heard how he made a commotion last night by insulting Earthrealmers and their inherent weakness, so you knew he would show no mercy towards raiden.

you look around at your companions, while lui kang focused intensely on the oncoming battle, everyone else was face deep in a newspaper. this caused you to tilt your head while wearing a monotonous look upon your face.

“ok, i know we are all concerned right now, but maybe the least we can do is cheer him on during his final fight.” neurons began firing as you thought of ways to encourage raiden. then it hit you.

“no.” 

“ken-doll come onnnnn. you have to join in or else it won’t be authentic.” you begged, hugging his leg and refusing to get off despite his attempts to kick and remove you.

“i am not doing a pom-pom cheer for a fight.” he grit his teeth.

“come on man, its his last one. we either celebrate now or he dies without ever knowing we were there for him.” johnny wrapped his arm around kung lao and kenshi.

“we can be like the Jackson 5! raiden being michael, obviously” he continued.

“i can hear you guys.” raiden turned, almost embarrassed. 

“one time?” kenshi looked down at you, who was still holding on to his leg, returning his stare with puppy dog eyes, your lips wobbling.

you nodded feverishly. he sighed knowing that you have managed to knock his ego down twice now.

“ok.”

you hopped back up excitedly and immediately got your camera ready and positions set.

the kombat was long and brutal, general shao taking every attack raiden gave him and raiden doing the same. though, you do think your plan to increase raiden’s mood distracted the general at some points, allowing raiden to get some solid hits in. you could not lie, raiden’s usual shy demeanor did not match the one before you: a calm, composed, yet deadly storm. his movements also memorized you as his flash of lightning put on a show similar to that of fireworks.

and as general shao fell to the ground, it fell silent even as the ground trembled. you cheered and even entered the ring to give him a hug with the strength of a anaconda, lifting him off the ground some.

“you did it! you singlehandedly saved Earthrealm” you bounced with misplaced excitement.

“and she calls me kangaroo.” liu kang enters as well to also congratulate his champion.

sindel arose to also congratulate him before swiftly disappearing to someplace that would remain unknown to you.

“come. let us bid our hosts farewell and return to Earthrealm.” liu kang looked pleased at the state of his entourage before leading the way. 

[aniyas-weird-writing]

Can I please request sibling headcanons for Kano, Sonya Blade and Kitana?

Petition for more MK11 x siblings readers!

MK11 Kano, Sonya Blade and Kitana and their younger sister~

Kano

Kano would be a bit protective over you but would let you do what you want. (But it depends on what it is)

I feel like Kano would want you to join the Black Dragon. He would make a special rank just for you but he wouldn’t announce it to the others.

Speaking of Black Dragon, if any of the Black Dragon members talk to you or even look at you in the wrong way, he would kill them.

He would teach you how to wield a knife and how to shoot a gun at an early age (maybe 7 or 9)

He would put a Black Dragon tattoo on your shoulder or cheek at 15 years old.

Kano wouldn’t show affection to you when people are around but if you ask him to hug you, he would.

Sonya Blade

She will make sure your well trained. She will teach you how o engage in physical combat, how to defend yourself, and how to use a gun.

At 6 years old, she gave you a fake badge. Man, did you pretend to order random soldiers/people around.. (specifically Johnny)

Special Force soldiers know not to mess with you. If they do, they will face discipline from Sonya herself.

Although, one time a perverted soldier tries to touch you and you smashed his balls.. literally.

Bro was crying in pain AND he faced discipline from Sonya… (he was not given medical assistance until after 1 week of his busted balls)

Sonya would show her platonic affection for you in public. She would hug you or give you a light kiss on the forehead.

Kitana

Kitana would, no doubt, want the best for you. She would try and give you a good childhood unlike hers.

Kitana would teach you how to use a Sai and Folding Fans. (idk what they’re called)

Ever since 4, you have been a slave to Shao Khan and Kitana persuaded Shao Khan to let her stay side by side. Shao Khan accepted it but told her that she will fight 4 times in the Koliseum.

For those 4 matches, you got beat pretty badly but Shao Khan only seemed to enjoy seeing you beat.

Kitana would be protective of you. She would make you train for 5 hours everyday.

Kitana would kiss your forehead and hug you if you asked. She wants to show you the best sibling love she can because she never got it when she was younger.

And concludes this request! I hope you enjoyed this.

req from: anon

[internet1girl]

Chapter 9: Collision of Two Worlds.

Pairing: Johnny Cage x Fem!Reader

Summary: 😊

Word count: 5.0k Warnings/Notices: named!reader, johnny cage shenanigans

First Chapter / Previous Part

A/N: 😊

The past week has mostly been uneventful, but still good regardless. Liu Kang hasn’t selected you for any more missions recently, so you’ve been spending all of your time in and around Sun Do. You didn’t tell him, or anyone, but a break from all of these excursions was so nice.

All of this free time to yourself. At first, you didn’t know what to do. Lounging around and being unproductive felt… wrong, like you were wasting time (even though you literally had time to waste). You wanted to get the most out of your time here, in Outworld. So what did you end up doing? Why, spend the week training, exercising and studying in the palace’s library, of course!

Sometimes, it was like the meaning of rest was completely foreign to you.

彡彡彡

Johnny was also enjoying the week, the recent lack of work or anything important to do had given him plenty of free time. Plenty of time to himself. It was great!

He'd mostly been occupying himself with a mix of activities. Training, hanging with the boys, lounging around and, of course, screwing Kitana. Unfortunately for him, she's been busy for a lot of the past week! Princess duties or something like that. Johnny hadn't seen her nearly as much as he would've liked to. How unfair.

Whatever, though. There was more to life than having sex. He had all the time in the realms, and a large foreign city to explore. The world was his!

The fact that he kept thinking about you throughout the week was a little weird, though.

彡彡彡

All this to-ing and fro-ing, the past week had been busy for you. You didn’t even take one day of rest, you didn’t want to. Being alone with your own thoughts always turned depressing, without fail. Hiroshi this, your adolescence that, it was all too much. You’ve always been like this, occupying yourself as much as possible. For you, it felt right, like you were fulfilling your ‘purpose’ or whatever. And yet… there was one thought that kept reappearing occasionally throughout the week. You just couldn’t seem to get rid of it. It and his stupid smirk kept you up at night. He would be the only thing on your mind at the late hours, under your sheets.

Coming to terms with your romantic feelings towards Johnny was a bitter pill to swallow. The realisation that you did indeed like him, more than a friend should, made a part of you want to scream. You just… couldn’t stand it. Him? Of all people? Why? The noble, honourable, respectable woman that you are, how could you feel this way about this pompous, arrogant prat? Why? Why him? But… another part of you fully understood why. Him saving you from your close assault was the straw that broke the camel’s back, the kick that sent your view of him from platonic into something more. Johnny was amazing, unlike any man you’d ever met. Strong, kind, admittedly very funny and an excellent fighter. Even his typical irritation had a certain charm to it, it was weird. Also, probably the key factor, he was so unbelievably attractive. You just couldn’t convince yourself otherwise anymore. Johnny was one of the most handsome men you’d ever seen. He was a marble sculpture come to life, a work of art. Every time you saw him, it was like you were being tested by the Elder Gods. His voice was so smooth and sultry, it made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy whenever you heard it. He was so jaw-droppingly fine, you couldn’t help but stare at him for a little too long whenever you thought you could get away with it. He was so frustratingly funny, you had to fight hard not to give him what he wanted and laugh at his jokes. You wanted him, badly.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

You woke up late today, the morning had long since commenced by the time your eyes eventually opened. Your heart sunk when you checked the time. It was the afternoon, you’d slept in! You flopped back onto your mattress with a groan, running your hands down your face. You couldn't believe how lazy you’d been. Extra training was due, punishment for being a slouch.

So that’s what you did. You spent the rest of the afternoon training, honing your kombat prowess. You’d been pouring your hours into this, pushing yourself to your limits over and over. Sometimes, you would think about taking a break, to ease the strain on your body, but you quickly discarded that idea. You didn’t need a break. You were fine. You weren’t weak, you’re strong. Strong, independent, capable. That's what you are. What you had to be.

By now, it was evening. Sun Do’s amber skies were darkening with each passing hour. It wouldn’t be long before night befell the city. You were still training in the palace dojo, going at it like there was no tomorrow. You were one of the only few people still in the training grounds, everyone else had either gone home or was out in the city. Not that the lack of people bothered you, though. You were too caught up in your own practice to care.

Your pace was fast, unforgiving and unrelenting. You were ruthlessly striking the training dummy, loud clangs echoed around the arena as the bō staff hit the faux figure in front. Today’s gym outfit, a simple green crop-top and some black pants, was dotted with patches of sweat. An excellent sign of your work.

CLANG. CLANG. CLANG.

“Hey.”

CLANG!

The sudden sound of somebody’s voice from behind made you hit the dummy a little too hard. You winced, grimacing at the piercing overstimulation before slowly turning around to see the voice’s owner.

Johnny was standing a few steps away, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at you. The corners of his mouth were curled upwards in a smirk, his eyes were roaming your figure leisurely, studying every inch of your sweat-glistened body behind his Ray-Bans.

“Wow, you really are putting in the work today, huh?” He teased in a low tone.

Ah. Your tension was eased when you were met with the sight of Johnny. It was just your crush him, there was no need to be so on edge.

But that was the problem. It was him. Your face dropped. He was wearing a red compression shirt that hugged his broad form nicely. His muscles were practically on display with how his shirt’s thin fabric was clinging to them. On his lower half, he wore some black sweatpants and laced-up boots. Gods have mercy.

“See something you like?” He teased with a smirk. 

“…Hello, Johnny.” You eventually spoke up after a few seconds. A forced smile wore you, one that hopefully wasn’t picked up on.

He didn't say anything in response, opting to stand there with his arms crossed and a large smile on his face, like some sort of marble statue.

He was so attractive, why was he this attractive? The mere sight of him made your heart skip a treacherous little beat. A the desire to smack yourself for being so affected by him, by him of all men, was there. As if that would fix anything.

You wanted to ask why he was here, but the way he was dressed made it obvious. Stupid question, it would be like asking somebody who's sleeping if they're asleep. Why did he have to choose today to squeeze in a late gym session?

You gave him another quick, faux smile before turning back around to resume your training. You didn’t notice him continuing to grin at you, his focus lingering for longer than was appropriate, right on your-

With that, he decided to stop staring and walk away. He actually was here to work out, this was the only time he could squeeze in some exercise today. Finding a bench, he got right to it with some bicep curls, casually stealing at you across the arena every now and then. He couldn't take his eyes off of the way you so flawlessly moved, the blood in his veins making a beeline for his cock at the attractive blur of limbs.

You, unaware of this, returned to working the training dummy, trying hard to eject any thoughts of you-know-who out of your mind. You frowned when you realised your form was faltering. A missed strike here, a slip-up there… it was all so increasingly annoying. It was all Johnny’s fault, somehow. The knowledge of his presence was making you all clumsy and awkward. It was like your body was trying and failing to impress him, or something dumb like that. Ugh!

You looked over at the canvas of your projected frustration. He was currently in the middle of a little break, his thick arms were over his head as he stretched out his aching muscles. The deep sigh that you heard him breathe out was hot, it did something to your panties that you could feel. His shirt rode up a little, a strip of tanned skin peeking out from the gap between hems. You couldn’t stop your eyes from wandering all over, drinking in the delicious view with unabashed interest. Thank Argus he wasn’t aware of what you were doing, so you thought. He’s just so effortlessly-

Nooo no NO! You shook your head, forcefully expelling the lustful thoughts of this man out of your brain. For the Gods sake, you needed to focus! You were here to train, and that was that!

Your exercise comes FIRST!

彡彡彡

You were still at it half an hour later. You put in the extra work, hitting your humanoid target harder and faster than was really necessary. All of this was in an effort to focus on something else besides Johnny across from you. The sounds of your bō smacking the dummy echoed all around, a constant reminder of who owned the training grounds.

That would be good and all, if you weren’t pushing yourself to near-exhaustion. Your arms were aching, screaming at you to stop. You ignored their cries until you just couldn’t anymore. A few swings too many and you were keeled over, hands on your knees as you desperately tried to catch back your breath. Your body was in control, forcing you to listen to its calls for rest. Sweat droplets were dripping down onto the floor below as you gulped down lungfuls of air like you had just completed a marathon.

You regained enough of your bearings to fully stand back up a minute later. After stretching a little, the feeling of thirst started to seep in. You desired water, an icy cup of liquid to quench your thirst and cool you down.

Strutting over to the water station, you picked out a spare cup and placed it under the dispenser, a hand on your hip as you leaned back. You started to grow impatient, the tip of your boot furiously tapping on the ground as you stared the tank down. This damn thing was so slow for some reason, it was taking forever for your cup to fill.

With a groan, you turned away from the water station, only to be met with the sight of Johnny walking over to you. Yay(!)

He sauntered towards you, his face was straight with some sort of smug confidence, something that had your breath catch in your throat. Your face started to irritatingly feel warmer as he came into view. Just like you, he was also slicked with sweat. His compression shirt now clung to his body even more, his abs were practically bulging out with the way the material was sticking to them. Moving upwards, his hair was messy and undone. Damp with moisture, brown locks were stuck to his forehead, framing his face in a way that made your thighs subtly clench together. There were those butterflies again.

“Looking a little worn out there, Jade.” He flashed a smile, stopping just in front of you.

You mirrored the expression, though it was a little too forced to come off as authentic. As was the laugh you gave him before turning back around. You were really hoping that your leaping stomach would start to calm down, a wish that was thrown out of the window when you could feel him start to lean over you. 

“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” He stopped behind you, back pressed against your chest, his voice a whisper by your ear.

"Have you come over here just to pester me?" You didn't look at him as you spoke, bending down to pick up your glass of water. To say that you really didn’t appreciate this was a vast understatement.

Johnny smirked at that. “Pestering you? Me? Pfft, never.” He was silent for a bit, taking a moment to shamelessly stare at your ass before responding. "Want some water."

You didn't say anything back, taking a sip of your water as you moved to the side, granting him passage, something he thanked you for. 

Silence hung in the air for a minute or so. Johnny gulped down his drink of water eagerly, refilling the cup when the last of its contents were poured down his throat, his 1st not quenched. All the while, you were doing the same, drinking at a calmer pace, sneaking a glance at the Greek God posing beside you every now and then. You looked around. By this point, you and him were two of the few people still in the training grounds. The minuscule amount of people still here were either cleaners or too focused on their own respective training to pay attention to.

An idea came to mind. It was so spontaneous, you almost didn’t want to say it. It probably wouldn’t turn out well, not with how you were feeling at the moment. Your teeth were gritting slightly, your thighs rubbing together at the vision playing out in your mind. In your mind, and not in real-

“…Would you like to spar with me, Johnny?”

“Would I?!” He slammed his cup down, turning to you with a wide, enthusiastic smile on his face. As if he would ever pass up this golden opportunity! “You bet I would, princess!” He pointed at you, eyes narrowing. “You’re on.”

You came to regret what had just been said, effective immediately. You couldn’t help it, you were acting on impulse. The way you blurted it all out sent a tingle throughout your being, it almost came across as eagerness. You felt a little embarrassed, a little ashamed, and now that he’s said yes you couldn’t back out. That would be rude.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you walked over to the mats in the middle of the training ground. You took a few minutes to stretch out your weary muscles and also mentally prepare yourself. All the while, your not-so-secret admirer was watching your warm-up intently. The way your sweat-slicked skin glistened in the evening light was tantalizing, Johnny’s pants tightened at the personal dance before him. He had to fight the urge to approach you and lick the perspiration off of your body, like you were a pair of mating wildcats. No matter how many times he looked, it didn’t seem to be enough for him. Would it ever be?

He downed the rest of his water and threw the cup in a nearby trash bin, strolling over to you with a pep in his step. The closer he got, the more impatient he became. He wanted this match, and what he was hoping it would lead to, to begin already.

Now, you both were circling each other, walking around the mat with your focuses glued onto the fighter across. The anticipation was gnawing at the two of you, for very different yet very similar reasons. You both wore matching looks of determination, as if each of you were silently testing the other to have a go.

“Checking me out, princess?” He quipped, smirking deviously.

You shook your head. “No. Assessing my opponent.”

Well, technically, you weren’t lying? Your eyes roamed all over Johnny’s form, focusing on… some areas of his body more than others. You weren’t checking him out, though. Ew. No. Gross. Never!

“Sure, sure. Whatever you say.” He stopped walking and took his stance, facing you head-on. “Ready to get your ass kicked?”

Oh you HATED this. You wanted to attack him, to beat and punish Johnny for having this effect over you. Him, his captivatingly handsome face and his perfect body were all infuriating. He made you so mad!

You were the one to initiate the first round. You flew forward with a shadow kick, a yell thrown into the air as green magic came to surround you. This caught Johnny off guard, he was just barely able to block your foot with his hands, grabbing onto your ankle. He stumbled back a bit, gritting his teeth.

“Damn, princess. Eager to get your hands on me, aren’t you?” He laughed as he pushed you away, regaining his balance. He lunged forward, flipping the tides, aiming for a strike at your side.

A sparring match ensued.

The two of you spun around the centre of the training grounds, solely focused on one another and their respective actions. Your movements were a blur as you both jabbed at and struck each other. Johnny was larger and stronger than you, but you were faster and more precise. None of his attempted blows deterred your need to best him and beat him down to his place. You channeled your sinful feelings for him into every one of your hits, an excellent source of strength.

Johnny was holding his own pretty well, well enough against your flurry of attacks. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you. The way you were attacking him, your moves so quick and graceful, just served to turn him on even more. The need to pin you down was growing by the second as was something else lol. He wanted to tame you, to make you submit, to have you entirely to-

All these thoughts distracted him, causing him to make a crucial mistake and allowing you to deliver a good kick to his chest. He came crashing down to the ground, a loud groan came from him as his body collided with the mat. You stood over him, each foot beside his hips. He was between your legs, and wow, what a view did you have below.

There was something about a cocky, annoying man being put in his place that pleased you, in more ways than one. A large smile was plastered over your face as you silently looked down at him, your eyes stalking all over his heaving form. You bit your lip, grinning wickedly as the filthier of thoughts started to overtake.

"Aww... was that your best?"

He chuckled, the sound breathy and a little strained. “Oh princess, that was nothing. I was going easy on ya.”

Ha! Yeah, right! You didn't believe him for one second! You audibly laughed at this poor excuse before leaning down and extending your hand out, grasping his own and pulling him up to his feet. Johnny was still a little dazed, his chest still aching from your strike. It didn’t help that he got a face full of your tits either as he stood up, the tip of his nose nearly tucking into your cleavage. Yeah, that didn’t make things any easier. But it definitely made something harder!

Once he was up, you strutted away from him. You flicked your long braid over your shoulder as you stepped away, your inner diva no longer suppressed. Winning a round against him had made you arrogant, some of Johnny’s cockiness had rubbed off onto you like cologne.

"Best two out of three?" You called out, turning around with a conceited grin.

He took a moment to gather himself, taking off his sunglasses and placing them down beside the mat. “You’re on, Jade.”

A second sparring match ensued.

You and him moved all around the mat underneath, jabbing at and blocking each other’s strikes. Your speed and his strength made for an even match-up. There were moments, but overall, neither of you seemed to have the upper hand in the fight. The brief contact every now and then between you both was electrifying, more so than it should be. Johnny’s feather touches made your skin burn, you had to fight off both this man and your desire for him.

At one point, your hand was pressed against his arm. The feeling of his large, hard bicep against your palm made you jolt backward in surprise, your stomach jumping at the realisation of what happened. This made Johnny laugh. A laugh that stuck into a grin when an idea came to mind.

Johnny quickly whistled to get your attention. This proved effective in distracting you. As you stood there, eyes quickly darting over his features to try and guess what he was plotting, he pulled up his shirt, giving you a view of his bare torso.

Ah. To say that you were visibly caught off guard by this little stunt would be selling it short. Your jaw dropped, a loud gasp came from your parted lips as you were presented by the sight of his bare abs. Any move you were going to make was lost to you, leaving along with most of your thoughts.

Six large, well-defined lumps of pure muscle were sticking out of his lower torso. The way they flexed and rippled with each movement had you completely entranced. You practically malfunctioned. You forgot all about where you were and what you were doing. Hell, for a second, you’d even forgotten how to speak. Your stance stalled, you just… stared at the sight. Can you picture the moment when Richie saw the Deadlights in IT Chapter Two? Yeah, that’s you right now. To a less dramatic extent but, still. Accept the damn analogy!

The way you reacted to this cheap trick made Johnny laugh out loud. He wasn’t an idiot, he saw right through all of your shallow denials when it came to your little crush on him. You may not have thought it, but he’d caught you staring at him for a little too long more than once. Of course you were.

With how stunned you looked, using this to his advantage more often would be fun. Not that he had time to properly think about this, though. He took the opportunity to pounce, quickly closing the distance. You didn’t even have time to make an attempt to move as he grabbed your wrists and swept you off of your feet, knocking you to the floor. He stood over you, eyes darkened with lust as they stared down at the view below, all over. Each boot was by the side of your waist, nearly pinning you underneath him.

You flopped onto your back, the feeling of your braid pressing against your spine making you wince ever so slightly. Your eyes met his as they reopened.

You… you couldn’t believe it! Johnny had used such a dirty tactic to best you, how dare he?! You were mad at him, of course, but you were also more upset at yourself. A part of you was screaming, yelling, so angry that you would dare fall for such… tricks!

You were looking up at him, your facial expression a mix of anger and befuddlement. The fact that Johnny would resort to such low means in order to win a round made you mad. The fact that the sight of him towering over you, in all his gleaming glory, sparked a feeling of arousal inside you that made you even more mad.

“Aw, what’s wrong, Jade? You look flushed. Did me beating you again get you all hot and bothered?” He teased, leaning over you, smiling in a way that made you want to swing your foot up.

You didn’t know what to say. You were looking up at this man with an unreadable facial expression. Never in all your years were you bested in a fight by such a… dishonourable tactic. You wanted to yell at, to chastise him for resorting for such means but it was pointless. You already knew that doing so would just fuel his already inflated ego.

When Johnny bent down and extended his hand out, you bitterly took it. You briskly walked away from him once you were on your own feet, a stark contrast from your little victory taunt before, something your victor took great pleasure in.

You both returned back to the center of the mat. The both of you took some time to stretch and fix your hair, though only one of you spent a considerable amount of time flexing their muscles before taking on a fighting stance. Can you guess who?

A third sparring match ensued.

Unlike the first two, this one was a little more… physical. Johnny was a little more… grabby this time. He was grabbing you in a way he usually didn't, like a man starved of female attention. Your hips, waist, arms, even your thighs, he just couldn’t seem to keep his hands to himself. At first you refrained, but eventually you couldn’t help but reciprocate his close contact. Your intrusive thoughts took the wheel in the heat of kombat. His arms, chest, shoulders, even his hands, it was all driving you insane. Your bodies touched more often than appropriate as you fought. You both yearned for each other, in more ways than one, the walls containing your mutual desires were quickly crumbling.

At one point, he managed to lock you into a hold, your bodies were firmly pressed against each other. Both of his arms were wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling you as close to him as humanly possible. Your back was pressed against his chest, writhing against his front. Johnny’s grasp on you was firm, no amount of you hitting at his hands would falter the hold he had on you. Thinking quickly, you used your feet to sweep at his legs, knocking him off balance and sending him to the floor.

His back hit the ground with a thud, the impact of the fall knocking a little bit of air out of his lungs. His arms were still locked around your midsection, so as a result, you too came crashing down. His form broke your fall, your bodies landing on the mat made you both groan at the same time. Neither of you stayed like this for long, though. Johnny instantly reacted by flipping the both of you over, so that you were now underneath him. 

You barely even knew what had happened. One second, he was behind you, wrapping you in a bear hug. The next, he was on top of you and Gods… what a sight you had above. Each of his hands were beside your head as he crouched over you, his chest flush against yours.  Every feeling you were currently experiencing was on overdrive, it became increasingly difficult to control your… urges for him. The feeling of Johnny’s knees against your sides, as well as his body mere inches above hers, all of it had your clit twitching in anticipation, it was too much.

In one swift motion, you quickly hiked your knee up and made contact with his backside. Such a blow had him squeal in surprise, temporarily stunning him. In a flash, you switched your positions, pushing him off of you and rolling your bodies over, planting yourself on top of him, straddling his hips.

Now in control, you grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them down, above his head. Your things pushed into his sides as you settled your weight on him, there was no escape. You looked down at him below you, a small smile of satisfaction on your face shining through your heavy breaths. The sight of him all dazed made your smirk widen, that stupid cocky smirk was nowhere to be found. Once again, you had bested him. The sparring round was yours.

Minutes passed. No words were said between you two, you guys were both catching back your breaths after such an intense three matches. Your eye contact never faltered, though. Both of your focuses were on the other’s sweat-slicked faces, just… looking.

Johnny tried in vain to get his wrists out of your iron grasp, but you were just too strong. His body forced him to stop struggling and give up, going limp against the mat as he submitted to your mercy.

That’s when he looked up, meeting your gaze. Your face above him, your hands around his wrists, the way your thighs had him completely pinned, it was driving him crazy.

You were insanely attractive. You’re so jaw-droopingly gorgeous, it was crazy. Your body, your face, your hair, you were perfect, truly. You’re one of the hottest women Johnny ever had the pleasure of laying his eyes on. The amount of pressure in his pants grew in intensity every second, just by looking at you. 

Your smile faltered a little as your adrenaline wore off. With that, the feeling of Johnny’s body underneath you was starting to become more and more clear. He was so firm, he felt so warm. The way you were sat on him, your position on his body, you could feel… something rising underneath you. Right on your-

Your mind was like a storm, all of your thoughts were yelling at once, they were impossible to decipher. The sight of a breathless Johnny, the feeling of his muscles underneath you, the sweaty scent of him in general, it was all making you dizzy. Your eyes glossed over with desire, your heart was beating like crazy, whatever explicit thoughts were in your brain right now were going into overdrive. You were fighting tooth and nail with everything inside to not give in to your instincts, but that proved to be a losing battle the moment you saw the tip of his tongue dart out to wet his dry mouth.

Without thinking, you leaned forward and pressed your lips into his.

A/N: and so it begins…

[odditycircus-2002]

Mortal Kombat Masterlist (Updated)

Warning: I wrote a lot with Shang Tsung and Baraka. Also heavily features Medusa!Reader.

Old Era:

Medusa!Reader x Shang Tsung I

Medusa!Reader x Shang Tsung II

Medusa!Reader x Shang Tsung Aftermath

Shang Tsung's Death

Medusa!Reader Intro Walk, Friendship, Fatalities, etc

Medusa!Reader Intros I

Medusa!Reader Intros II

Revenant Reader x Shang Tsung

Some NSFW Headcannon with Shang Tsung with Medusa!Reader

Snake in the Garden

Saudade

New Era:

The Masked Medicine Woman

Medusa!Reader Story Mode I

Medusa!Reader Story Mode II

Medusa!Reader Story Mode III

Medusa!Reader Story Mode IV

Medusa!Reader Story Mode V

Medusa!Reader Story Mode VI

Medusa!Reader Story Mode VII

Medusa!Reader! Story Mode VIII

Medusa!Reader Story Mode IX

Medusa!Reader Story Mode X

Medusa!Reader Story Mode XI

Medusa!Reader Story Mode XII

Medusa!Reader Story Mode Ending

Medusa!Reader and Syzoth Platonic Headcannons

Shedding Season (Featuring Platonic Syzoth)

Holiday Fun🎄

Thanksgiving🦃

Peeping Tom 😳😳😳

Medusa!Reader Loves Chocolate

What If feat.Medusa!Reader I

What If feat.Medusa!Reader II

What If Feat. Medusa!Reader III

Why Baraka?

Some NSFW H/Cs between Medusa!Reader and Baraka

When Baraka saw You grow Wings

ANGST WITH BARAKA AND MEDUSA!READER

Medusa!Reader Eating

MK1 Intros I

Mk1 Intros II

MK1 Intros III

MK1 Intros IV

You're Beautiful (Mk1 Shang Tsung x Medusa!Reader)

Requests (Currently Closed)

(Includes both the Old Era and New Era)

🥵- Nsfw

Pet Store

Ashrah

Aesthete

Baraka

One Night (Baraka x Medusa!Reader)

Erron Black

Morrigan Reader

Fujin

"The Voice" Fujin x Reader

Kabal

Morrigan Reader

Kenshi Takahashi

Morrigan Reader

Kitana

MK1 Kitana x Female Reader

Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi)

Mk11 Scorpion with shy s/o

Quan-Chi's Daughter Reader X Scorpion Nsfw and Sfw🥵

Widow (Quan-chi's Daughter Reader x Scorpion)

Quan-chi's Daughter x Scorpion starting a family

King and Queen

Shang Tsung

Valentine's Day with Shang Tsung💕💕💕🥵

NSFW Shang Tsung HCs🥵

Perfect Gentleman

Syzoth

Aesthete

Quan-Chi

A Terrifying Love

Eternally Loyal

Da Rules:

The characters I'm willing to write for are the men AND women of Mortal Kombat. This includes from MK9 to MK1 as that's what I am most familiar with.

I'm writing fics and h/cs, you'll have to be specific about what you want otherwise I'm choosing. No refunds!

I'm willing to write nsfw h/cs and fics.

Please be specific of what character and scenario you want, more details the better. Also the amount of characters you can request at a time is FIVE.

I will NOT, I repeat, NOT write anything that makes me uncomfortable such as sexual assault, waterworks, pedophilia, and obvious stuff like that.

Also I’m sticking with “X reader” content cause I know that best!

[itsscromp]

could you write a request where smoke falls in love with mileena and kitana's younger sister? 🥺

Tomas Vbrada/Smoke x reader

Aww, this is a cute idea anon, A gentle reminder to everyone, At the moment I only do platonic stories but I am very happy to do this one-shot :) thank you for understanding everyone. Word count: 597

Smoke was chosen by Lord Liu Kang to be one of his champions for the next Mortal Kombat tournament orchestrated by Empress Mileena. Smoke was very nervous to say the least. Not only has he trained for this moment ever since learning about the tournament. He will have many of outworld's eyes on him. But with some encouragement from Liu kang and Kuai Liang, He stood proud to outworld.

"Empress Mileena" He bowed to her.

"Welcome to outworld Smoke, It is of the highest of honours to introduce you to my kingdom." She bowed in respect. "Outworld is grateful for your help in defeating Shang Tsung and Quan-Chi."

"I would do whatever it takes to help protect the realms Empress."

Mileena smiled at him. "I am sure you remember my sister Kitana ??" Kitana bowed to him as he bowed back. But there was someone he didn't meet. You.

"This little one is our young sister y/n" You softly smiled as you bowed to him. Smoke bowed back but your smile replayed in his mind, It was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen.

"It is with greatest of honors to meet you smoke" Your voice was angelic.

"As.. As it is with you too princess" He stuttered, Mentally face-palming.

"Then let us begin the tournament !!" Mileena shouted as Outworld cheered.

Smoke was sitting in the cart on the way to the palace, It so happens to be the same cart that you were in as well. Smoke lightly blushed seeing your face. Thank the elder gods for his mask covering it.

"How long have you been apart of the shirai ryu ??" You asked him as he looked down shyly trying to come up with the answer.

"My brother and I started our clan last month"

"That's very exciting smoke" Your smile showing again, this time his blush deepening for you to slightly see.

"Are you ok smoke ??"

"It's just warm... that's all"

It was slightly hot outside so that could be it, you continued to get to know Smoke, How he grew up. What Kuai Liang was like, It was an enjoyable conversation.

The tournament began and Smoke faced his first enemy, He was eager to impress the citizens of outworld. But he was most eager to impress you.

You watched him as he fought long and hard, It was a very impressive sight indeed. Then came the true test. Fighting empress Mileena herself.

You hoped that Smoke would be able to not get hurt to bad.

"You can do it smoke !!" You shouted to him.

He looked out and nodded at you, With this sense of encouragement, He fought Mileena with all his might and came out victorious. Earthrealm is declared the victor in this tournament.

Smoke was so happy to represent Earthrealm in the best way possible.

"Tonight we feast and celebrate the victory of Earthrealm" MIleena declared.

The night arrived and Smoke was grateful for the feast that Outworld has put on for Earthrealm, As he plated his food, He saw you. Sitting by yourself.

"May I join you ??" He asked politely.

"Of course" You smiled as he took his seat. "You did amazing out there today."

"Thank you Princess, I was grateful for the fight with the Empress"

"I knew I could believe in you"

Out of nowhere, you then kissed his cheek gently.

Smoke was lost for words, He was a blushing mess and started to smile stupidly. He was in love with you. He was fully in love with you no doubt about it.

Taglist: @callofdudes @fun-k-board

[defensepunk]

Blog Rebrand Time Yippee

So this was originally a writing blog but it's evolved into a general selfship blog so that's cool

I'm Rose, my pronouns are he/she, and I'm 20 years old. Below are my F/Os and their tags. This blog will contain x reader fics, fanart, self ship posts, and original writing. I'm not a proshipper and would like to keep this blog 18+ only please

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ROMANTIC (Not comfortable sharing those with a ✨)

Mortal Kombat

Bi Han 🧊 ✨

Kenshi Takahashi ⚔️

Johnny Cage 🪩

Raiden ⚡

Kung Lao 🦋

Liu Kang 🐉

Shang Tsung 🐍

Star Wars

Armitage Hux ☄️✨

Kylo Ren 🗡️

Superheroes

Lex Luthor 🍷

Edward Nashton❓

Miguel O'Hara 🕸️

Moon Knight System 🌙

Other

Eli Sunday 📿

Tommy Shelby 🥀

FAMILIAL/PLATONIC

Mortal Kombat

Kuai Liang 🦂

Tomas Vrbada ⛅

Kitana 🪭

[xinamie]

◇ — rules.

hello! if you'd like to request something for me to write, please read the following ...

what i write:

character x reader, fluff, platonic, romantic, familial (i.e. reader is x's sibling), angst, implied nsfw.

what i do not write:

heavy angst (i.e. character/reader death, major injuries/illnesses), incest, cheating, sa, sh & related topics, major age gaps & detailed nsfw.

fandoms i write for:

currently only mortal kombat! more tba.

mk1 — ashrah, bi-han, kitana, kuai liang, kung lao, raiden, syzoth, tomas vrbada.

mk2021 (the movie) — kung lao, liu kang, sonya blade.

keep these in mind !!!

let me know if reader should be depicted as gn, fem or masc. i normally use "you", but this is to help with descriptive words if any! (i will default to gn if not noted)

is their connection familial, platonic or romantic? maybe even antagonistic woah.. (i will default to romantic most likely if not noted)

headcanons (bullet points) can be requested for up to three characters max!

scenarios/one-shots? one character only!

lastly, i reserve the right to not accept any requests i may be uncomfortable with. please be kind & patient with me as this is just a way for me to practice writing on the side! ♡

[beecanons]

headcanons to do

deltarune:

Spamton - general/misc, disorders+disabilities

Swatch - general/misc, disorders+disabilities

Tasque Manager - general/misc, disorders+disabilities

arcane:

jinx- disorders&disabilities

rottmnt:

donnie - stims

mikey - stims

leo - queer in general

bapc:

wizard siblings - mogai

bee - stims

ddlc:

yuri - stims, disorders+disabilities

sayori - stims, queer/mogai, disorders&disabilities

tof:

samir - disorders&disabilities, lgbt

undertale:

sans - stim, queer

gow:

kratos - cg

tdc;aor:

deet - nd, stims

dhmis:

red - agere, nd, disorders+disabilities

yellow - nd, disorders+disabilities

green - nd, disorders+disabilities

RAM

Rick - stim

DC

lego batman - stim, mogai+queer, qpr, ND, music taste, general/misc, agere/cg+, disorders+disabilities

lego joker - stim, mogai+queer, qpr, ND, music taste, general/misc, agere/cg+, disorders+disabilities

crit role:

grog - agere

cassandra - disorders+disabilities+nd

Wakfu:

yugo - +platonic childhood friend reader.

mortal kombat:

Takeda - x stimming!reader, agere

Kung Jin - x stimming!reader, agere

rain - agere

fujin - cg

reiko - cg

kitana - cg

havik - agere

kano - cg

kung lao - cg(ft. little liu kang and raiden!)

nightwolf - cg

edgerunners:

lucy - ND

David - ND

Dislyte:

brynn - qpp

q - qpp

drew - qpp, cg

baldurs gate 3:

astarion - cg

karlach - cg

addams family + wednesday:

wednesday - disorders+disabilities+nd

mlp:

n/a

a plague tale:

amicia - queer, cg/agere

melie - queer

lucas - cg

strikethrough = in drafts

note: i dont do this in the order listed !

[kentstoji]

jester!reader who was raised alongside kitana, but always in the position of a loyal and caring servant.

jester!reader who always had a terrible view of themselves and could never glimpse or accept the depth of their achievements or merits.

jester!reader who had peculiar powers, but stood out in the area of ​​healing generated through the melodies of their lyre.

jester!reader who formed a strange friendship with johnny cage and hanzo hasashi (the latter was filled with an overwhelming peace when they tried to cheer him up with generic jokes).

jester!reader who was struggling with their own depression.

[st4r-th0ughts]

Different starts, same path.

masterlist

Note- Comments and reblogs are more appreciated than just likes!

(platonic) Shinnok’s Spawn! GN! Reader x Mk11 Mileena

tw/cw: typical Mileena behavior of wanting to eat people, third person pov, uses you/yours, may be ooc considering i have a soft spot for Mileena 😔, a bit of more mk9 esque mileena bc i think mk11 Mileena isn’t exactly canon, sadly this fic doesn’t focus on the dynamics of reader and Mileena much, but I’ll work on it trust

note: for @thesilverymoonmaiden , I was intending on tagging you in the intro post including Mileena, but I decided to write a spin off fic bc why not, enjoy!

summary: You, Shinnok’s Spawn, casted away for your heritage you didn’t ask for. Mileena, the clone of Kitana Khan, and the supposed rightful heir of the throne of Outworld. Who knew you two were capable of being friends? Well, considering you were helping her overthrow Kitana, damn right you guys were.

Sounds of the Shaolin Monks passing by you send a brief shiver down your spine as you hear their loud voices echo through the confines of your mind. It reminded you too much of the times the Special Forces were trying to hunt you down.

Mileena watched the monks run past the door of the Sky Temple with a predatory glare, about to jump out and rip the guts out of the slowest, rookie monks lagging behind, when you placed a hand on her shoulder.

“No. We save strength for the final confrontation in case it comes to it, Mileena.”

Mileena was reluctant to heed you, the Tarkat instinct in her clawing at the surface to ignore your words and dash forward, but your calm, level-headed advice has always saved her ass multiple times, so she concedes, slipping back on her mask.

Silence befalls the temple as the sounds of the monks fade away into the distance as they miss you two, and Mileena nudges your elbow lightly, the two of you rushing soundlessly into the depths of the temple, her following your lead deeper to your goals.

You wouldn’t call this alliance between you two a friendship, per say. You’ve been betrayed, cast aside, and hunted for being the blood spawn of evil incarnate. While she, was a clone, with no sense of identity, and relies on her favoritism from Shao Khan to have a purpose. Both denied of family… and both who yearn for a shred of respect, and want revenge.

Finally, you two reach your goal. There it was, in all its glory, your creator’s amulet. Mileena’s eyes narrow in recognition as she stares at the gold circle, while you stare at the emerald that adorns the centre, feeling the subtle lull of its power, its enticing darkness, calling for you to hone, wield it.

A simple nod from you prompts Mileena to hurl her sais at the glass encasing Shinnok’s Amulet, you moving in sync to use your fire to heat the glass, watching the clear casing melt into thin shards as you set them down on the stone floor, walking forward and grabbing the amulet from its stand.

“This… feels almost too easy.”

Mileena rasps out, her eyes darting around restlessly, her hand finding the sai lodged into the wall behind the casing as she gave you a look, your eyes widening as you realise that one, she’s right, and two, there’s someone in the temple with you.

“NAME. Put down the amulet, its darkness will take ahold of you faster than you think.”

Your eyes narrow as you spin around, a violent snarl ripping from your throat, staring at the oh so wise face of the Thunder God, Raiden, your hands gripping the amulet with such force, that Mileena doesnt dare stand by your side for the fear of being at the receiving end of your wrath.

“Thunder God. Of course you’ve been watching us.”

You sneer, stepping forward as you crack your neck, glancing down at the god’s stance. The way he was wary of your fury, and yet, he didn’t seem to be ready to take you seriously was only serving to make you more pissed than ever.

He stepped forward, blue electricity crackling at his fingertips as he advanced towards you slowly, as if trying to tame a wild, feral animal, Mileena growling as she steps beside you, brandishing her two sais.

“You won’t stand in the way of our takeover, Thunder God!”

She snarled out, her raspy voice holding a strong amount of animosity and a surprising hint of care as she stands by your side. You gaze at the clone with a raised eyebrow, wondering whether that perhaps, the friendship that she claims she cherishes with you, maybe holds more water than you think.

You ignore the small smile that tried to creep up on your face, grabbing her shoulder as you shake your head, gazing at Raiden who was getting ready to send the first blow, giving the tarkaten princess a look that conveyed that ‘fuck no, you guys arent winning against a literal god.’

Without missing a beat, the two of you disappear in a fiery inferno as Raiden send a electric orb at you two, the teleporation spell sending you two tumbling into a bush, you groaning as Mileena helps you up, the two of you standing in silence.

“You will regain your throne, Mileena, with this amulet. I’ll help you control the power, unlike last time.”

A olive branch. Her response determines if her talk of you being her friend, the sibling she never had, was true, or it was like all the promises in your life, ones that crumble into ash like your life as you once knew it.

She stares at you with sharp eyes, nodding as she keeps her sais in her waist pouch, tilting her head, almost sensing your undercurrent of distrust as a small grin creeps up under her mask.

“I will hold you for your word, Earthrealmer. Perhaps I’ll make you my advisor when i regain my rightful place from Kitana.”

You raise a eyebrow, the small smile finally allowing itself to show. While you were helping her solely because you, by your standards, owed her a favor for saving you in Outworld a while back, your loyalty is only tied to those only you want to help, perhaps Mileena has earned your friendship.

fin.

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[dinogoofy]

Maybe continuation of the Kung Lao fic? 🐇Or I'd love to see a fic where Kung Lao gets hurt and reader has to take care of him 💓 (or the other way around, I don't really care, haha)

Kung Lao x F! Reader- part 2.

We're allies, not Friends.-2

I hope you like this!

⚠️TW for near death. ⚠️

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"You're an idiot. You know that right?!" Arrows whizzed passed your head as you threw Kung Lao's arm over your shoulder, counting on your luck not to run out as each one missed. Raiden had sent you and Lao on a mission to outworld to check up on a few groups that were still resisting Kitana Kahn's rule, and obviously, it had taken a turn for the worse.

Lao grunted in response as you dragged him to cover, hiding behind a rock while desperately ripping off a strip of your jacket to press to the gaping wound in his side. Adrenaline was the only thing keeping you from panicking in the face of all of this. Of course you'd be the one to get ambushed.

Kung Lao wasn't supposed to be here in the first place. The two of you were supposed to split up, but you ended up being grateful that he stayed with you. You felt guilty for getting him hurt, but knew that if you were by yourself this fight would've ended much quicker.

Kung Lao grunted in pain as you continued to put pressure on his wound, uncharacteristically quiet. Peaking over the rock just a bit, you were thankful that the archers that remained were keeping their distance. A grumble of your name brought your attention back to your friend.

His eyes were unfocused, breathing labored. He almost looked... sick.

"Oh no." You removed the cloth, peeking over your cover once more to make sure no one was sneaking up on the two of you, and unsheathed your dagger to rip a larger hole in his shirt.

Black veins stretched from the wound, slowly spider-webbing their way across his side. Poison. This day was starting to get worse and worse. The creeping horror started to show through your facade. You knew Kung Lao could tell that you were panicking at this point, and yet you still pressed the cloth back to the wound. You weren't sure if you should've done that or not, but the only thing you could think to do was stop the bleeding. Gods, you had to stop him from bleeding out before you get the chance to stop the poison.

As if the previous events weren't enough, the battlefield suddenly went dead silent. You were so preoccupied that you almost didn't notice, focusing only on Kung Lao before you heard the sound of pounding footsteps.

One of your assailants suddenly went sprinting past the two of you. Not even turning to look back. One person turned to two, and soon enough all of them went flying past.

"What the hell?" You couldn't help but whisper out loud. People were coming out of the woodworks, many more stampeding by then you had first counted. A vial fell out of someone's pocket and rolled to your feet. Instantly recognizing the language, you immediately calmed a bit. An antidote.

Lady Luck strikes again, you thought. Quickly you grabbed the vial, and suddenly had an urge to duck down. That was strange. You hardly had time to process that these people had to be running from something before Kung Lao grabbed the back of your jacket with all the strength he had left, and yanked you down to his side.

You stared in shock as the largest panther you had ever seen in your life leaped over the rock. It had to have been at least ten feet tall sitting down, sharp claws widely displayed as its underbelly passed over you.

It continued to chase the archers far, far away from you and Kung Lao.

Night had fallen, and the dim fire you had started was providing just enough light for you to dress Kung Lao's wound. Raiden wouldn't be back to get you until morning. Guess he also never expected things to go this wrong.

Kung Lao had passed out just after he dragged you down to avoid the monster-sized cat. He had developed a fever as well. Not a very good sign, but you were glad that his immune system was working hard against the poison.

He would grumble and his eyes would flutter every once in a while, but the longer he slept the more worried you became. He hissed in his coma as you cleaned around his wound, wiping up all of the poison that the antidote had pushed out of his bloodstream so far. Setting the cloth to the side, you took a separate one off of his forehead and soaked it with what was left in your canteen, replacing it once you were done.

He looked miserable, but you tried your best not to expect the worst. You couldn't lose him, you couldn't. After your initial fight, you two had become quite close, almost inseparable. But the more Kung Lao and Liu Kang continued to help you with training, the more you started to become painfully aware of the Shaolin's vows. You couldn't be with him, so why was it that you loved him so much? You were almost spiteful at how your affection for him had grown so much since that day, but at least you could remain close to him in a platonic way, right?

"I love you. But there is no way I'm telling you that when you are awake." You wispered, gently cradling his head in your hands and wiping away his sweat. You just sat there with him for a moment, memorizing the features of his face. Almost scared that he would suddenly get worse as soon as you turned your back. But, eventually, the dying fire had to be delt with.

With a sigh you directed your attention to attending the fire. You tried to rekindle the flames a bit, but it was a lost cause without more firewood. You wouldn't leave to find more however, there's no telling what would sneak up on Lao while you were gone.

When you finally turned your back on the fire, still contemplating what to do about wood, you were greeted by Kung Lao, wide awake and struggling to sit up.

"Lao, what the hell are you doing?!" You rushed over to him, pushing him back down to the ground almost harshly. He looked up at you, almost dazed, and swallowed before he tried to speak. You could tell he was trying to form words, but nothing was coming out clearly. With a sigh you flip the cloth on his head over to the cool side, gently clearing his face of sweat once again. He called your name, now speaking clearly, but very slow.

"That hurt." You laughed, checking up on his side.

"I'm sorry, but you need to save your energy. Sitting up is just going to wear you out." He huffed, that trademark smirk lightly appearing on his face.

"I wasn't talking about that, Lucky." Your brows furrowed, confused. Leaning over him to get a more clear look at his face. His smirk grew wider, and the realization hit you like a truck. Shit. He heard you didn't he.

"F- God- I'm so sorry I-" He weakly lifts a hand to your face, thumb tracing your cheekbones.

"Sorry for what? There's nothing for you to apologize for." You almost started to tear up, panic and confusion written all over you face. What was he talking about? Lao Called your name once more.

"If I could choose anyone in all relms to be with, I would always choose you."

"But your vows-"

"Are a worry for another day." You let out a curt laugh. Sight blurry from tears you were trying so hard to not let slip, holding his hand to your face.

"You are one arrogant ass, Kung Lao." His smile was infectious.

"You love it." You leaned in closer to his face, only answering by gently kissing him. Both of you relaxed, thankful to finally have gotten your feelings across. Scooting closer to Lao, your knee accidentally hit his side, causing him to grunt in pain. You separated immediately.

"I'm so sorry!" Kung Lao chuckled at you, threading his fingers through the hair at the base of your scalp and bringing you in for another, loving kiss.

[kentstoji]

sindel's daughters had a fascinating relationship to behold. while kitana had a habit of remaining calm in stressful situations and mileena was pure liquid fire, their sister lived in a middle ground, having the best characteristics of both.

[kentstoji]

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.. ٬ ✃ the white satin ribbons were always the first thing that caught liu kang's eye when he entered the presence of empress sindel's court. he forced himself to remain calm, even in the presence of the monarch's youngest daughter. the ribbons danced in the breeze, and the sunlight made her long, lustrous hair shine brightly.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤas usual, as if her actions followed a preordained script, princess y/n turned toward him, her lips painted with a fiery crimson curved into a promising smile. it was polite and calculated. liu kang's heart, a god, broke when he realized that this smile was not exclusively for him, as it had been in other eras (in other realities).

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