#lui kang fluff

[itjazzbicch]

Things That Never Change

Pairing: Lui Kang x Titan!Reader 

First time writing for Lui Kang, so I hope I did well! 

Summary: Falling in love long before their timeline was ripped after defeating Kronika, the reader, who became a Titan, still gets to spend time with their beloved Lui Kang but wishes things could be different so Lui Kang reassures that their love has never changed and that someday, they will have a true, happy ending...

Warnings:  N/A

Word Count: 0.6k 

Living for Eons and eons, I had seen everything there was to see, but nothing could compare to the night sky I was staring at. A Milky Way illuminated from a dark purple on one side to a bright blue, then back to purple. Stars soaring and dancing in the sky were such a beautiful sight.

What made it so unique? Lui Kangs' hand in mine, the smile I cherished on his face, his bright eyes locked into mine. We didn't need many words. Considering we were both Titans, we didn't have much time together.

This is where we would meet to have some time to ourselves and get away from our duties in our timelines for a while. Each time we came here, it seemed like our time grew shorter and shorter. I knew that soon we'd have to go.

I held his hand in my lap, catching his attention as he felt a water droplet fall and seep into his skin. It was a tear.

"Dear," Leaning to look into my eyes, he grew concerned, wiping away the tears that rolled down my cheek, "What's the matter?"

"Can we stay here forever?" I knew as a Titan that may have sounded childish and selfish even, as I had such significant duties, but my heart wanted what it wanted, and that was to be with Lui Kang. Always.

As he stayed silent for a moment, the tears wouldn't stop leaking out, squeezing his hand tight and expressing:

"I never want to leave your side. We lived for eons before we reunited. I felt so alone without you. I always feel that way when you're gone."

"I know how you feel," He cooed softly, guiding me into his arms for a warm hug that I needed, rubbing my back softly and relating to me, "Every second we're apart, I miss you."

"I just love you so much-," I professed, my voice cracking and breaking into a whisper, hugging him tighter, "I love you, Lui Kang."

"I love you too," He whispered, stroking my chin and guiding my eyes up at him. He looked like a work of art with the gorgeous stars behind him, believing his every word, "One day, we will always be together. I know that it has been so long, but be patient for just a while longer."

Nodding and taking a deep breath, I knew he was right. Patience was the only thing I had to overcome, and considering how long I've lived, that battle with patience wasn't as bad as it seemed.

"I know that I'm now a Titan," I whispered, feeling like it was the first time we met, "But I'm still the same young lady who fell for the chosen one."

"I haven't changed either," He assured, caressing my cheek, "My love for you hasn't changed, and regardless of how long we live, what we live through, that will never change."

Words weren't enough to explain how deep our love was; I perked my head up to find his lips, feeling complete as they met, magnetizing back together even if they parted for a second, wishing we could stay like this forever.

I lost track of time, solely focused on the softness of his lips kissing mine, the amount of powerful love we poured into each other. My lips broke apart with tears swelling up again as I knew it was time for us to go.

"Don't stress yourself, Y/N," He consoled, holding my face and smiling contagiously, "We'll have plenty more moments together and, eventually, everything we could ever dream of."

I smiled back, kissing him one more time, content and confident in his words, "I'll never doubt it, Lui Kang," 

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

[cherry-romper]

Mortal Kombat -

Suggestive Headcannons

+ Lui Kang, Kung Lao, Raiden, Bi-Han, Kuai Liang, Tomas Vrbada, Johnny Cage, Kenshi Takahashi, Syzoth, Shang Tsung, Reiko, Havik

Warnings; MDNI, Sexual Content,

Contains; GN!reader, fluff, smut

Liu Kang; 

A lover. He will hold you close, taking you in, memorising your every crease and curve, every bump and scar. 

He’s gentle and patient while also being full of zeal and desire. 

He’s not one to ask for it per se, he won’t be so blunt about it. It more so happens when one of you will deepen a kiss or shift when cuddling.

He loves you. Your pleasure is his. Seeing you satisfied, not just in bed but being with him, brings him great pride.

Kung Lao; 

Likes to give, loves to receive. A 69’er at heart, but enjoys seeing your face more; he takes pleasure in staring you down.

High sex-drive. Can be multiple times a night.

Loves building tension during the day. He’ll teasingly throw slights and jest at you all day; replying to all your questions with sarcasm. Adores back-and-forth banter. 

More domestically, he’d love to watch you. No matter what you’re doing, even if you’re just brushing your hair, he’ll be watching you intently. 

Raiden; 

Slow and steady, almost hesitant. He needs time to build confidence and try out new things. 

I feel like he’d want to keep your sex life private. Where Johnny or Kung Lao might brag, he’d rather have only the two of you know. It feels more intimate. 

Gentle with you, but can squeeze your skin when he’s close.

Big on aftercare. Will take care of you so well. Food, water, fresh clothes, a warm shower, clean sheets and cuddles.

Bi-han; 

He’s not big on sex. He’s too busy, and there are other, quicker ways to relieve stress.

HOWEVER, it’s different with you. He could look at you for hours, studying you, trying to find a reason why he feels this way about you. 

Takes you like you’re slipping from his hands. Grips you, hard, anywhere he can; arms, legs, hips, hair, throat, he doesn’t care, he’s grabbing it.

Incredibly spontaneous. You’re almost exclusively bent over something, if not you’re against a wall.

Kuai Liang; 

Gives you everything you ever wanted. You will always be satisfied.

90% love-making, 10% fucking. It’s rare, but sometimes just really needs you.

Soft grabs and deep kisses are his go to. 

Will let his hands glide up your thighs or your arms, often leading to the removal of clothing. 

Tomas Vrbada; 

He worships the ground you walk on, would do anything for you without a second thought. On his knees for you.

A begger. “Please” is his favourite word. 

Lets you take the reins, giving you the freedom to do whatever you want to him, but is down to take control if you get tired.

Will become an illegible, whiney mess. You make him loose his mind. He loves you, no one else could ever make him feel the way you do. You’re his soulmate.

Johnny Cage; 

As much as he loves himself, he reveres you like a deity. Of all the people he could be with, you’re the one he fell for; and he fell hard.

Needs to be able to see your face at all times, but isn’t opposed to doing it from behind, as long as there’s a mirror. 

Big fan of you being on top, with him thrusting, he gets to see himself and you at the same time, plus he can control the pace, it’s a no-brainer. 

He’s an “anytime, any place” kinda guy., you just have to say the word. Pool, Janitors closet, dressing room, toilets, he’s in.

Kenshi Takahashi;

Loves to feel you close. Skin-on-skin contact is an absolute must. He’s obsessed with your body.

Needs your wrapped around him, his head buried in your neck.

Pillowtalk KING. Cherishes being wrapped up in the covers with you, just holding you, reminding you how much he loves you.

Trusts you fully, you see him at his most vulnerable, he loves not having to be on his guard. Has a small kink for letting you take complete control.

Syzoth;

It’s a weird situation with him, you being warm and him being cold. He cannot get enough of entering you, feeling that warmth, it drives him crazy.

Lasts a long time. Big on edging. 

You tend to get caught up in laughing with each other, you’ll just look at each other and giggle. Enhances the feeling tenfold.

Can sandwich you between his cold body and a cold wall, he loves the way you heat up. 

Shang Tsung; 

You serve him. Seeing you on your knees gets him going. 

He never does it laying down, he’s always sitting or standing. You’re either bent over, on his lap, or on your knees.

Crazy for hair pulling, loves pulling you back and staring at the mess he made of your face. 

Will reward you, loves when you beg for him, show him you yearn for him.

Reiko; 

Post. Fight. Sex.

His adrenaline is high, his chest heaving - still trying to catch his breath, covered in blood, his only thought is you.

Absolutely feral. 

From behind, your hair is being pulled, your waist gripped, throat choked, your ear bitten.

Havik; 

Likes to be served, 100%. 

An exhibitionist. Likes to humiliate you, but also show you off. 

Youre HIS. Everyone, from outworld to the neatherrealm to earthrealm, will know about how good he makes you feel.   

Will degrade you but simultaneously tell you how good you feel. 

[mattey-stu]

MATTEY-STU'S MASTERLIST

Fandoms i write for:

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Mortal Kombat

Johnny Cage

Kenshi Takahashi

Sub-zero

Scorpion

Liu Kang

Kung Lao

Raiden

Shang Tsung

Tomas Vrbada

Syzoth

When requesting a fanfic with any of these characters please specify which version of them you had in mind! (Plus i write the movie versions too :) )

Resident Evil

Leon Scott Kennedy

Luis Serra

Carlos Oliveira

Agent Patrick (from Resident evil: infinite darkness)

Ethan Winters

Chris Redfield

Albert Wesker

Devil May Cry

Dante Sparda

Vergil Sparda

Nero Sparda

American Horror Story

Tate Langdon

Kit Walker

Kyle Spencer

Jimmy Darling

Jujutsu Kaisen

Yuji Itadori

Megumi Fushiguro

Satoru Gojo

Diary Of A Wimpy Kid

Rodrick Heffley

Other people I'll write for:

Eddievr, Ronnieaintavampire, Juicyfruitsnacks, Chico Lachowski, Joost Klein, Ski Aggu, Tyler Teramagi

(you can also request other people, and ill see if im gonna write about them:) /pos btw)

What i WILL write (as in smut):

Choking, degrading, petplay, ftm reader + T4T, C4C (cis for cis), hair pulling, blood kink, younger reader + older character, himbo,

ONLY if requested

Step-incest teacher x student (both 18+), incest, noncon, dubcon, breeding kink

What i WONT write:

P3dophilia , pregnancy smut, sa, scat kink corpse fucking, foot kink, fem reader, fem character

What i WILL write (as in platonic fluff):

Dad x son, brother x brother, uncle x nephew and allat shit

This is a male reader only blog.Females aligned please DNI.

LMAOO WHYD I WORD IT LIKE THAT

When writing smut i will make any possible 18- characters 18+.

Whatevers not on here i might write. :P also i dont kinkshame🫶🏼

I do not condone any of the acts i write about.

[clownwrites]

Home drinkin.

Johnny/Kenshi blurb

alcohol mention/Fluff/No warning

Kenshi didn't drink often, even before his blindness, he couldn't spare the luxury of that kind of vulnerability.

 The sounds of Cage's living room light up his memory, a cacophony of morphing faces he'd come to familiarize his hearing to. 

Barakka spoke carefully to the cat that made his acquaintance in one end of the room, a conversation had in the kitchen on the far side between farmers and the like casual company. Lui Kang sat beside Kenshi with a drink for himself "you've taken in quite a home" he smiled toward the star, who sat opposite of them both in a recliner, carelessly flipping through tv channels.

"Not my favorite by far, but yeah" Johnny agreed "easier to keep up with. Ken likes it." he noted, pointing towards the swordsman with his remote

Kenshi smiled at this "yeah, I don't end up tripping into your arcade room trying to take a piss now"

Lui snickered before sipping at the crude plastic red cup he was given, as many other fighters that had filled the room. Johnny described the clothing between all of them "like attending a Galactic Renaissance ball" So the image of Lui sitting beside him, sipping on a solo cup in luxury silk caused Kenshi to share in the humor. 

The chatter through the night had become sort of a blur for Kenshi, not that he went unacknowledged, just that he had little to offer as everyone's speech began to slur into comfortable giggles and tripped up dances to the "weird earth music" Johnny had put on. 

The cacophony of chatter and music began to slowly trickle out the door, "thank yous" and laughs sparkling behind Kenshi's eye wrap as he joined in their goodbyes. Few of them stayed behind to clean the mess, but even those few followed suit.

There was this dense emptiness as the night ended, not of sadness. Just suddenness of silence, except for Johnny, who's hands clattered amongst the dishes. 

"Don't you have a dishwasher?" Kenshi asked, leaned against the island

"Yeah" Johnny shrugged and admitted "but the house got too quiet." 

 Kenshi hears Johnny stop, turning off the faucet to wipe his hands dry on his jeans. 

"Noticed you didn't drink or nothin during the party-" he started, sliding a heavy bottle of presumably liquor across the countertop.

 "I wanted to offer you some but I didn't wanna make you feel singled out for not drinkin." 

Kenshi smiled appreciatively "I never drank much before and I'm not sure how well I'd fair when I can't see." He wiped his face and sighed "I also didn't wanna find out and look like a Jackass in front of everyone" he admitted  "I can't imagine I've got a strong liver."

Johnny snorted "Oh come on" he stepped away to grab two shot glasses, Kenshi heard a distinct crystal clink against the marble underneath him. "Okay this, my friend-" Johnny boasted, popping open the same bottle of liquor that slid in front of them, as he poured two shots, "-this is where I peer pressure you." 

Kenshi laughed as he heard the smile in Johnny's voice "this stuff will give you a smooth buzz, I won't make you down anymore than this if you at least let me see you buzzed" 

The swordsman sighed, resting his head to 'stare' in Johnny's direction "okay" he agreed "and if I get anymore of this, make sure I don't slam into a wall"  Johnny carefully puts the shot glass into Kenshi's hand, and holds his own glass, clinking them ceremoniously as he winked "I'll even aim for you at the urinal bud" 

-

Kenshi found himself stumbling beside Johnny, 4 shots of whatever it was, sloshed his senses and painted a warm smile across his face. He never bothered to ask at the first glass, Kenshi trusted Johnny implicitly, even when the sour taste sizzled behind his ear drum. 

Kenshi needed to keep his arm around the star, to pull him in as much as he could to support his way through the house, both having wrapped an arm around each other's waist and walking as if sharing a hip. They'd spent hours walking around the house, the blind man only listening to Johnny's almost poetic way in describing the home around them, from the painting in the halls, to the details of his new curtains.

 "did I tell you about my new curtains?" Johnny giggles "here man, touch these fuckin curtains they’er so cool" 

By the window, they both stood as Johnny pulled and shoved the length of fabric In Front of Kenshi and waited for his free hand to find it. And Kenshi did, expelling terrible disgust at the texture, silk and embroidery which snagged against the calluses on his hands "oh gross it's sticking to me" And regardless of how terrible they may have felt, the star never lost his enthusiasm in detailing the floral designs into Kenshi's ear like a frat boy reiterating Oscar wilde. At some point he'd leaned forward from Johnny's rambling to touch the window just beyond it. 

Cold glass under his fingertips when he asked "is it night time?" 

"Yeah" Johnny smiled 

"Describe the stars to me"

Johnny looked past the curtains and scrunched his nose, there were no stars above New York, the skyline was in a constant state of dusk, polluted by the lights of the city, tho they stood so far above it. "Uhm okay." Johnny clicked, sighing, he thought to lie to Kenshi this one time. The sincerity in the swordsman's voice placed a warmth in his chest. 

"They're like holes poked through iridescent tulle layered onto silk…" he started, looking towards Kenshi, "they sparkle as if daylight is shining through them, like each layer of blue and purple is shifting between itself. It bleeds into a gold skyline of city lights."

Kenshi snorts "You make it sound like a romance novel" 

Though his jab doesn't prevent him from indulging the experience; by laying his head against the celebrity's shoulder "I was half expecting you to describe yourself, actually, when I asked."

Johnny smiled "I could've " he admitted "but that would've been too easy. You deserve to hear about something really worth looking at again."

The swordsman shook his head, slipping his arm upwards and resting it on Johnny's back he digressed "I think I'd be okay looking at you forever if it meant I could see without my sword again." Johnny lays his head against Kenshi's, whos voice laments loss of his sight and curses the stillness of his memory.  "Don't wanna have a pity party" Kenshi seethes "sometimes it just dawns on me."

"Could be the alcohol talking too." Johnny assured "stuffs good at weighing you down." There's a promise on his mind, something he's always intended but could never quite put to words

"Best I can do is make sure my words make the memory of sight disappointing enough that you'll never care to see again." 

And followed the moment Johnny could feel an assuaged smile against his shoulder. 

"Thank you, Johnny."

[bombsquad9]

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝗼 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞

Hello! I am Ro, and I am 18-21 year old trans man. I write for many fandoms (which shall be listed below). This is indeed my second account, I deleted my last one because I needed to refresh everything (feed, posts, etc). I will try to post frequently, and if I do not then please be patient with me, because it probably means burn out or poor mental health. I also have a new Wattpad account, which the username is also bombsquad09 (it will also be linked below, along with a tag list). Every fandom and character within will be in alphabetical order. Some of the fandoms I do write for will not be listed, and that is due to me not taking requests for those specific fandoms. Thank you!

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝗼𝗺𝐬:

✞Apex Legends

—> Character(s): Catalyst, Caustic, Fuse, Horizon, Loba, Mirage, Octane, Revenant, Seer, Valkyrie, Wattson.

✞Call of Duty

—> Character(s): John ‘Soap’ MacTavish, John Price, König, Nikto, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley.

✞Fallout 4

—> Character(s): Cait, Codsworth, Deacon, John Hancock, Nick Valentine, Porter Gage, Preston Garvey, Robert MacCready.

✞House of Ashes

—> Character(s): Eric King, Jason Kolchek, Joey Gomez, Nick Kay, Rachel King, Salim Othman.

✞Just Ignore Them

—> Character(s): Brea, Mark, The Sheriff.

✞Mortal Kombat

—> Character(s): Johnny Cage, Kung Lao, Liu Kang, Noob Saibot.

✞Outlast

—> Character(s): Chris Walker, Eddie Gluskin, Jeremy Blaire, Miles Upshur, Richard Trager.

✞Resident Evil

—> Character(s): Ada Wong, Alcina Dimitrescu, Albert Wesker, Ashley Graham, Carlos Oliveira, Chris Redfield, Claire Redfield, Ethan Winters, Finn Macauley, Jake Muller, Jill Valentine, Leon Kennedy, Lucas Baker, Luis Sera, Nikolai Zinoviev, Piers Nivans, Sherry Birkin.

✞Subnautica

—> Character(s): AL-AN.

✞The Quarry

—> Character(s): Abigail Blyg, Dylan Lenivy, Emma Mountebank, Jacob Custos, Kaitlyn Ka, Max Brinly, Nick Furcillo, Ryan Erzahler.

✞Tomb Raider

—> Character(s): Lara Croft

✞Until Dawn

—> Character(s): Ashley Brown, Christopher Hartley, Emily Davis, Jessica Riley, Joshua Washington, Matthew Taylor, Michael Monroe, Samantha Giddings.

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬:

✞Transphobia, Homophobia, Racism, Sexism, Fetishizing, etc will not be tolerated. If you do anything related to any of those topics you will be blocked from my account.

✞Do NOT request things such as pedophilia, rape, zoophilia, etc . If anything you are requesting is like that you will be blocked from my account.

✞If you send hate in my anonymous inbox then you shall be ignored, and your message will be deleted. If you're going to be hatefully, don't be a pussy and hide behind an anon.

✞Minor shall interact with anything that is not labeled 18+/MDNI/smut. I can't stop you, nor am I going to carry out an investigation to find out if you're 18+. If you're a minor and you interact and see something you don't like; THATS NOT MY FAULT.

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝗺:

⚠︎︎Requests are currently open⚠︎︎

✞If you are requesting please be specific about what you want. This includes characters, setting, whether it's ship/xreader/headcanons, and other criteria you want. I can't make it what you want if you don't tell me.

✞I will write smut, fluff, and angst. Headcanons, ships, x readers, preferences, etc are all acceptable within reason.

—> When it comes to smut I will write quite a bit, even somewhat darker themes (Again; I draw the line at things like rape). I may not be good due to having lack of practice from where I didn't write for awhile, my apologies.

—> When it comes to angst, I will write almost anything. I will write (TW) suicide, alcoholism and other addictions, etc. Though, I won't write EDs or self-harm. Similarly to smut, it may not be good due to lack of practice, my apologies.

—> Anything out of reason would be minor x adult in a pedophilic/romantic way, human x animal (no, this does not include monsters) in a zoophilic/romantic way, etc.

✞Be patient, I will want to take my time on requests for various reasons. Sometimes I need breaks, sometimes I don't have any ideas, sometimes I will have writing sprees. It depends on the minute, so again, be patient. If you complain about how long it takes your request will be deleted and ignored.

✞If you want to be tagged for any specific character(s), then put your username in an orderly fashion on the Google doc that I will have linked below.

✞I will mostly write m!reader (AMAB and AFAB), but if you do want f!reader or gn!reader just let me know in your request, and I will do. If you do not specify I will either do m!reader or gn!reader by default. The only exception to this is if it is a lesbian/sapphic character.

✞ Any requested content will be Tumblr exclusives! Anything that is requested on my Wattpad will be Wattpad exclusive. (Excluding alphabets)

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭/𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭/𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝:

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⚠︎︎This post was last updated: 10/27/24⚠︎︎

[ao3feed-ateez]

One day at a time - WOOSAN

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/J98iPKh by rbdlm7 “Les amours secrets de la star montante du petit écran.” “Choi San nous ment ! ” “Les révélations scandaleuses sur l’acteur de Dangerous Lover.” “Choi San : un homme à hommes ?” Jamais San n'avait imaginé que ce jour arriverait. Après de nombreuses années à enchaîner les petits rôles insignifiants, il commençait tout juste à se faire un nom dans le milieu de la comédie. Il venait de décrocher le rôle de sa vie dans une série télévisée et tout lui souriait, enfin. Ce scandale pourrait lui faire tout perdre. Et il était prêt à tout pour empêcher cela. Même si cela signifiait abandonner sa liberté, mentir aux yeux du monde et oublier qui il était. Words: 4182, Chapters: 2/?, Language: Français Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Choi San (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Kim Hongjoong, Kang Yeosang, Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Park Seonghwa Relationships: Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho/Kang Yeosang Additional Tags: Actor Choi San (ATEEZ), Photographer Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Therapy, Therapist Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Healing, Coming Out, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Male-Female Friendship, Model Kang Yeosang, Manager Song Mingi, Best Friends Choi San & Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Best Friends Jung Wooyoung & Kang Yeosang, Self-Acceptance, Love at First Sight, Lies, Woosan, Secret Relationship, Jung Wooyoung is Whipped (ATEEZ), Choi San is Whipped (ATEEZ), Soft Choi San (ATEEZ), Fluff, Cute, Happy Ending, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung-centric (ATEEZ), Minor Jeong Yunho/Kang Yeosang read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/J98iPKh

[deja-vux]

ATEEZ: Can I Have This Dance?

A/N:Not gonna lie this is pure self indulgent fluff but I hope it makes ya’ll feel giddy too. Also the songs for each scene are linked before the scenario I hope ya’ll enjoy.

Kim Hongjoong

La Bilirrubina-Juan Luis Guerra

        You woke up to find Hongjoong’s side of the bed empty. You were about to panic until you could hear laughter and music coming from the living room. You sighed in relief before heading out to see what the commotion was all about. You came to find Hongjoong dancing with your niece to a song from one of your old compilation CDs that your mom put together when you were a kid. As you suddenly remembered your promise to babysit you couldn’t help but watch in silent awe as they moved to the upbeat tempo. Eventually, you were caught as they moved in a circle. “Sorry we didn’t mean to wake you,” he apologized rubbing the back of his neck.

“It’s okay I woke up on my own,” you responded.

“Tita come join us,” your niece beamed energetically.

“Sure why not,” you shrugged, smiling warmly.

      Before you knew it your niece was pulling you towards Hongjoong to dance with him. “You know you’re gonna have to take the lead right?” he apologized all of a sudden becoming shy.

“As long as you stay my partner, I don’t mind,” you smiled up at him before following your niece’s cue.

Park Seonghwa

Sabor A Mi-Luis Miguel

      You were both cleaning at home listening to your playlist when Sabor A Mi by Luis Miguel came on shuffle. Having heard it quite a few times when you had cleaned, Seonghwa was now accustomed to the song. Not only that but it had grown on him which caused him to research the translation of the lyrics in order to understand them better. Let’s just say that the song has become one of his favorites since then. As the picking of the guitar-lead intro played, Seonghwa glided into the kitchen pulling you away from the sink of dirty dishes spinning you slowly before pulling you close. You gasped softly at the sudden action, watching him observantly as he led your arms around his neck before his hands to your waist. You followed as he led you out of the kitchen and into the living room never once letting go or stopping. As your confusion turned into pure adoration he couldn’t help but feel his heart flutter. You both slowly danced as you followed his steps. As the song carried onto the pre-chorus he began to sing along as he spun you pulling your back against his chest as you both swayed back and forth going into the chorus. He spun her back to face him as he got into the chorus before pulling slightly away to sing the last line, “Pero allá, tal como aquí. En la boca llevarás, sabor a mí,” before cupping your face and pulling you in for a kiss.

Jeong Yunho

Anhelo-Adolescent’s Orquesta

      You had come home from a long day at work as you slipped off your heels, undid your bun, and dropped your purse on its hook. The last thing you expected to find was your boyfriend Yunho dancing and singing to a salsa CD your mom had left behind. You couldn’t help but giggle as he attempted to keep up with the lyrics. At the sound of your laughter, he turned to see you despite the current smile on your face he could tell you had a rough day. Not letting the moment go to waste he forgot about his slight embarrassment of being caught and made his way over to you offering his hand. Although your previous exhaustion was threatening to get in the way you couldn’t help but accept the friendly giant’s invitation, especially with the puppy eyes he was giving you right now. You gasped as he was quick to pull you close and begin dancing to the music taking the lead for the first time after you had shown him the moves many times before. You couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face and the butterflies that filled your stomach as he sang the lyrics to you. As the song ended you stood on your toes before pressing a short kiss to his lips as a thank you. “Glad I could be of service,” he blushed.

Kang Yeosang

Eso y Mas-Joan Sebastian

      You and Yeosang were attending a friend’s wedding and although you were both enjoying the night’s festivities you remained glued to your seat. Multiple people had come over to try and get you to join them on the dance floor yet every time they did you politely declined. This left Yeosang in shock because unlike him who didn’t really dance outside of his work activities you loved to so what was holding you back? As the night began to reach closer to its end he could no longer let you just sit in denial. He pulled your friend aside and asked if they could play a slower song to which she gladly agreed. As the first chords were played Yeosang stood from his seat offering you his hand. You stared up at him in confusion. “Do you trust me,” he said with a warm smile. You nodded, taking his hand and letting him lead you to the dance floor among all the other couples. As the first verse played he laid his other hand gently on the back of your waist pulling you closer. You smiled softly as you wrapped your free hand around his neck, your fingertips playing with the ends of his hair. As you slowly began to sway to the melody he leaned his forehead against yours, speaking loud enough for only the two of you to hear. “Thought the least I owed you was a dance considering you haven’t been able to yet,” he explained

“I appreciate it a lot Yeo,” you looked at him enamored, “But there was a reason why I was rejecting everyone.”

“Why is that?” he asked, tilting his head in confusion.

“Because the only person I ever want to dance with is holding me in his arms right now,” she admitted, causing him to blush.

Choi San

Deseándote-Frankie Ruiz

      It hadn’t been the first time spending the holidays with your family in fact San looked forward to it. His favorite part was the constant dancing. No matter how big or small the gathering was, your family found a reason to dance whether it was for a new years party, your nephew’s birthday party, or a wedding there was always vibrant music playing to call people over and bring them together. One of his favorite songs to dance to came on, he couldn’t help but get up and pull you to dance with the other attendees despite the both of you being in the middle of your meals. You couldn’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm as felt out the rhythm before getting into his groove. You followed his lead as he began to sing the lyrics, “Deseándote. Cada día, cada noche deseándote. Para hundirme en tus abismos inventándote. Cuando tiemblo y me derramo sobre ella.” To say you were in awe was an understatement. You smiled as he seemed to be lost in the moment a little more than you. With every spin, he’d land a peck on your cheek, lips, or forehead not caring about the jealous onlooker cousins who couldn’t help but wish to have the same amazing boyfriend you had.

Song Mingi

Mi Bendición-Juan Luis Guerra

      You were playing music as you were unpacking things with Mingi at your new shared apartment when a certain song he recalled by tune as the one you played often, emitted from the speakers. He walked over to you as he saw you slowly moving to the beat as you pulled the contents out of the box in front of you. He wrapped his arms around you from behind you as he reached you and you instinctively put your hands over his, both of your fingers intertwining. You smiled as he rested his head on your shoulder, “What’s up my love?” you asked curious about his sudden clinginess.

“Can you teach me how to dance to this?’ he asked shyly as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his mannerism before turning to happily oblige. You placed his hand on your hip and the other in your hand before beginning to move, speaking out the steps as you did in order to avoid any confusion. As soon as the chorus picked up you watched as he quickly picked up the moves and patterns with little to no effort which caused you to stop your mantra as you two enjoyed the moment occasionally adding extra movements for some extra flare making it the perfect break to an otherwise busy and possibly boring day.

Jung Wooyoung

Héroe Favorito-Romeo Santos

      You were with him in the dance studio as he practiced for their upcoming comeback. As he took a water break he noticed you in the corner of the studio focused on your textbooks as you studied. He sighed as he saw your brows furrowed together as you attempted to figure out the equation written out in front of you. By your tense shoulders and lack of awareness of him being in front of you, he could tell you had been struggling too focused to notice the music had stopped. He swiped through the list of songs on his phone before randomly picking one and letting it play. He tossed his phone to the side before walking over to you, taking both your textbooks and notebook and setting it to the side against your protest. As you slightly pouted he swiftly picked you up with little to no effort before pulling you close and moving both of you to the music. The first steps were awkward as you were caught off guard but as the song continued you loosened up and got his message. You were genuinely surprised by his skill seeing as you had only seen him dance to more energetic music and to genres completely different from this one. As the song ended you couldn’t help but ask, “I’d hate to ruin the moment but where did you learn to dance bachata?”

“I may have picked up a thing or two from you and the internet,” he admitted, “I’m a pretty quick learner.”

“Think you can help me out with my homework then?” you teased.

“I don’t think I’m that good but I can try,” he chuckled.

Choi Jongho

Tu Amor Me Hace Bien-Marc Anthony

       You two were at a club and they had yet to play a song that caught your attention. Just as you were about to give up and tell Jongho you wanted to go home you heard a familiar tune play through the speakers. All your questions were answered the moment you saw Jongho walking back from the DJ booth. He held his hand out to you before pulling you towards the dance floor. You smiled brightly as the two of you began to dance and for a moment it felt as if the world had disappeared and it was only the two of you. Although many people knew him as one of the 4th gen’s best vocalists in moments like this you were able to appreciate his dancing skills a little more. As the song ended you couldn’t help but ask why and how as you wondered why your boyfriend would go to such lengths when you were fine with heading home. “I know how much you wanted to go out dancing tonight so I may have looked through your playlists for a song,” he explained, “We might as well get one dance in tonight,” he smiled before spinning you as the next song began to play.

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[legends-of-apex]

‘Finally’ - Kung Lao x Reader (smut)

Rating: 18+ for smut

Word count: 5,000 words (I know it’s a lot, lmfao)

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long!! Just really wanted to make it good :D there’s so little written for him that I just had to! In short, Kung Lao and the reader have been pining for one another for months and finally decide to do something about it. This fic contains both fluff and smut. Reader is AFAB. Hope you all enjoy, please feel free to let me know what you think and thank you for reading :D

You were trapped between him and the table. His arms on either side of you, braced against the table’s edge so he could lean down to your level where you sat. “It’s very rude you know. To tease your friends.” His eyes held a challenge, a sprinkle of mischief that never seemed to leave when he was with you.

“We were never just friends though were we?”

You weren’t sure why a sudden burst of boldness had overcome you. Perhaps it had something to do with the absolutely unbearable frustration that had been training with him mere moments ago. You were both so distracted by one another and intent on teasing with small jesters and jabs that you couldn’t take it for another minute, delighted when the sudden appearance of the moon relieved the necessity to train. You couldn’t be sure exactly what had sparked it that day but one thing you were sure of was that you wanted him. And you needed him to know that.

It was selfish. Of course it was, but something deep within your gut was begging you to just do something about the way you felt.

“Sounds like you’ve been having some improper thoughts.” He was joking but his voice held little semblance of his usual jest, the tone soft almost timid as he took one of your hands in his and brought your knuckles to his lips. He looked as though he was almost apologetic for having such an effect on you.

Romantic affection and other such distractions weren’t permitted by Raiden. But right now, being so close to Kung Lao, you couldn’t have cared less about what Raiden did or did not permit. His scent was all around you, coupled with the dirt from the fight pit where a kick had sent him tumbling. You swallowed hard, attempting to calm the strange feeling in your stomach in response to his affection.

“Most of my thoughts of you are improper.” That was it then, you’d finally done something that feeling. It was pointless pretending like you didn’t care for one another. You were done with this, done with the longing glances and the pining.

Moving your hand away from his lips so he could speak, he instead pressed your palm to the red dragon enshrined on his chest plate. You were so close together now that he seemed to have a hard time concentrating on your eyes, his gaze instead directed towards your lips. “Perhaps some meditation might remedy the issue.” His tone held absolutely no sense that he meant or likely even knew what he was saying. He was far too focused on drinking the image of you this close to him into his mind.

“It just…” you allowed yourself to lean in closer to him so your lips almost grazed his as you held his cheek in your free hand,”...doesn’t quite scratch the itch.”

“Oi, if you two are going to fuck in here at least let me get in on the action!” Kano’s grating drawl cut straight through whatever moment you had.

Lao moved to stand up straight and likely confront him, jaw clenched and eyes narrowed, but you took hold of his forearm, silently asking him to stay. The both of you turned your heads to glare at the man and for once he shifted uncomfortably on his feet, “Well, worth a try! I’ll leave you to it. Don’t fuck on the table, we gotta eat there tomorrow!” With that, he left.

As soon as Kano rounded the corner, Lao turned back to face you and before he could even register it, you pressed your lips to his. The exchange was soft, sudden. But you felt him smile into the kiss and cup your cheek with his hand. His lips were so gentle. You couldn’t help but sigh when he deepened the kiss just a little, clearly testing where the boundary lay. You had both been holding back so much for so long, and yet you held back still for now.

When you pulled back for a little air, you kept your cheek pressed against his, wanting him close. “Finally,” you whispered and he smiled once more. The tension between you felt like it had finally subsided, even just a little. You pulled away a little more to get a better look at him, admire him in his hazy state. “Finally,” he agreed.

That one singular word was enough to reassure you that he’d had the same issues you had for a while now. You had been pining for him from the moment you met him when you first entered the temple. His cheeky smile and bold words had you hooked. Not to mention literally everything else about him. And you had noticed, the way he looked at you sometimes like he was gazing at the stars. The quick glances at dinner or in training that sometimes weren’t all that quick or subtle. The softest of touches when your fingers grazed his when he would pass you a plate or fill your glass with water without you having to ask him to pass the jug. The way Lui Kang would shake his head at him whenever Lao was a little too excited to help you with something or even just to spend time with you. All of this and more should have told you that he’d felt the same, but you were far too engrossed in the potential scandal of it all to put two and two together. Lord Raiden would surely have your heads for falling prey to such distractions and for breaking Kung Lao’s vows.

“So what now?” You asked him, hoping, just silently praying that he’d take the hint of how much you needed him right now. Hell, you’d have dropped to your knees before him there and then if you could be sure Kano wouldn’t interrupt. He pulled back from you, extending to his full height once more, grabbing his hat and offering you his hand to take.

“What would you like to do?” He asked, his face held a look of almost pleading but his pride and the public setting wouldn’t let him do so. It was then as he held his hand out to you in invitation that you noticed just how tightly the thin leather cords were tied around his upper arms and how wonderfully under stress the cord seemed right now. One side of his mouth quirked up into a smile like he could hear exactly what your mind was screaming, he saw you admiring his thick arms. He had done many times. The slight hitch in your throat at his question too told him everything he needed to know about what you wanted right now but he wanted to hear you say it.

“I think….” You took his hand, trailing your finger over the centre of his large palm before entwining your fingers with his, “That we should take this somewhere a little more private. I mean unless you want Kano to join..”

He looked like he wanted to devour you. His chest heaved a little, tongue darting out to wet his lips as you rose from your place at the table. He couldn’t speak properly, couldn't believe you truly wanted this with him. So many days spent pining for one another yet he still couldn’t wrap his head around the idea that you wanted him, not Liu Kang or anyone else, him. You tugged on his hand lightly, yanking him out of his thoughts and towards your bedroom.

As you hastily unlocked your room with your keys, he couldn’t help but place only the faintest of kisses along your neck from where he stood behind you. His hands found your waist and circled round to meet at your middle, your back pulled flush against his chest. You were so beyond touch starved that even the faintest of touches had you in pieces. You couldn’t help the soft moans that slipped from your lips when he bit down on your skin ever so gently. And he couldn’t help what hearing that sweet sound did to him.

When you flung the door open and tugged him inside, all bets were off about being reserved. His hands were all over you, trying to make up for the lost time that he could have been touching you. Kicking the door shut behind you, you pulled him against you once more. Desperate to have him close. The metallic rattle of his hat hitting the floor rang throughout the room. His lips were far less gentle on yours now and you loved every second of it. A slight nip of his bottom lip between your teeth had him groaning. Such a gorgeous sound. He had you pinned against the door in his efforts to be near you. You were thankful as it gave you just enough leverage to hike your leg over his hip. He took that as his queue to lift your other leg up too, bracing you against the door with his strong arms supporting you.

At the new angel, he nuzzled his face into your neck, pressing kiss after kiss, light bite and after light bite to your soft flesh. You dragged your fingers through his dark hair, careful not to undo the red ribbon he had so carefully tied. A gasp escaped you when he kissed his way down to your chest, mouthing his way over any exposed skin he could find.

You wanted to tell him to just take you then and there. To shove your underwear aside and have you against your bedroom door. But his stature was far more caring than that right now. He was wound tightly, the hardness against your thigh told you that much. So much pent up tension between the two of you and yet he treated you as though you were glass. You’d soon fix that.

“Bed. Please.”

He carefully carried you towards your bed and set you down, mouth never leaving your skin as he did. When he released you to remove his robes you couldn’t help but stare at him. Of course, you’d seen him bare-chested in training many a time before, but it was a view of which you would never tire. His chest was strong and broad, the muscles were defined and well-worked but benefitted from a soft layer above them so his skin was soft to the touch. You couldn’t help it, dragging your fingers over his chest and stomach. You felt each shiver that wracked through him at your touch and revelled in the way his chest heaved from your fingertips alone.

His hand came to shadow your own, near dwarfing it beneath his as he held your palm over his heart as he had done mere minutes before, “Are you sure you want this?” His voice was low, heavy with want, but gentle. You could see the desperation in his eyes. You shared it too.

“More than anything.” You replied, and he smiled, taking your hand and carefully pressing your knuckles to his warm lips for a long moment as though he was almost praying to you. Butterflies spread throughout your stomach, you couldn’t believe the effect he had upon you.

“In that case, lay back,” you quirked a brow at that,”I want to taste you.” He clarified.

You hadn’t been expecting that. You did as you were told for once, shuffling back onto your bed but propping yourself up on your elbows so you could see what he was doing. He ever so gently undid your shoes and slipped those, followed by your socks, off your feet. Next came your trousers once you lifted your hips enough for him to take them off. He let out a huff at the sight of you, staring almost in disbelief at you sprawled out before him. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? It is truly distracting.”

“Is that why I keep whooping your ass in training?”

“Maybe.” He chuckled before turning his attention back to your dripping underwear, “So wet for me already and I haven’t even touched you.” His eyes held a hunger as he parted your legs at the knees a little more so he could get a better look at you. Taking your knee, he hooked it over his shoulder as he sank to the floor, pressing slow kisses along the inside of one thigh and then the next. The touch sent shivers through you, right to your already dripping core. You whined when he got so close to where you wanted him, only to turn his attention to your other thigh again.

“What’s the matter? I thought you liked teasing?” He asked when you whined. You dared not look at him, knowing he’d have his smuggest smile on display.

“Please.” You mumbled, desperation for any touch at all. With a nod of his head towards you in compliance, he rid you of your underwear, tentatively rolling the material down your legs to expose your heat to the nighttime air.

“I’d hold on to something if I were you.” His mouth returned to the tops of your thighs, only this time he let his lips ghost over your core rather than skip over it completely. Your folds were so slick and warm that it almost felt as though his lips melted into you. A long groan escaped you as he began to move his mouth and tongue, laughter vibrating through him at the sound you made. You didn’t know what to do with your hands, you wanted to tug on his hair but settled on grabbing the sheets beneath you. When his tongue flicked your clit, that was out the window and one hand shot to the back of his head in desperation.

He pulled back from your pussy for a moment, “Please pull as hard as you’d like.” He’d obviously caught on. You tangled both hands in his hair then, before he returned to your warmth and he moaned before bringing his lips back to your core. Oh, he liked it when you tugged on his hair, you’d have to remember that.

He sucked your clit between his lips then and let it go so he could lick a strip right up the middle of your folds. “Oh fuck,” you exclaimed, “P-please, do that again!”

“Since you asked so nicely.” He repeated the action, this time taking extra care to move as slowly as possible. Another lick and he was gathering your wetness on his tongue and once again groaning at your taste.

He moved one hand from your thigh and brought his fingers to rest by your lips, “Get them nice and wet for me.” He told you, and you didn’t need to be told twice, sucking his two digits into your mouth and lathering them up with your tongue. “Gods.” He breathed, no doubt imagining that was his cock in the place of his fingers. He withdrew them from your mouth and brought them to your core, circling them slowly in your juices before ever so slightly prodding your entrance with them, slipping the tip of one in and out, followed by the other, in and out, intermittently whilst he worked the rest of your pussy with his tongue.

The very sight of him between your legs would have been enough for you on any other day, but today you were spoiled for choice on what to focus on. He snuck a glance at you from beneath his brow every once and a while, watching your facial expressions in between closing his eyes in pure concentration. You were close now if the coil in your stomach was anything to go by. Honestly, you were surprised that you’d lasted so long given the circumstances.

“I’m close!” You told him.

“I know.” He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

He hooked both his fingers into you at once now, noting how you clenched around him when he did. Pleased with himself when he hit a spot within you that had your head flung back so your chin pointed towards the sky. He chuckled to himself and looked up at your face, not wanting to miss the reaction on your beautiful features.

“What are you- Oh!” The new motion of his fingers, pressing firmly exactly where you needed them to be, was an entirely too overwhelming sensation. Not only did you grab his hair now, you pulled on it, grinding your core against his face in a desperate plea for your release. In your haste to keep him close to you, you’d accidentally pulled the tie from his hair letting the strands fall upon either side of his face in a beautiful frame. He put his mouth into overdrive too, moulding his lips around your nub and giving it as much attention as he could, eyes never leaving your face now. You clenched around his fingers once more before the dam broke and he’d swore he’d never heard a more delightful sound.

His name fell from your lips as if it were the only thing you’d ever known as your orgasm washed over you. He held your hips down with his free hand as he helped you ride it out, never once stopping his movements until you’d finally collapsed back on the bed. You continued to pet his hair as he lay his cheek upon your thigh, brown eyes gazing up at you in a haze.

“They teach you that at the Shaolin academy?” You asked in jest as your breath began to even again. You tilted your chin to look down at him and the adoration in his eyes was enough to send your stomach fluttering once more. He smiled up at you then, his usual half-smile with a slight tilt of his head that you’d grown to love. “Seriously that was great, thank you. Would you allow me to return the favour?”

“If you wish, but please don’t let me finish too soon.”

“Too soon?”

“If you would allow me such a privilege, I would like to feel your body around me as well as your lips.” Gods, you wanted to feel him inside you too.

Once you were ready, still aching with want but satisfied for now, you slipped down off the bed and onto your knees. “Oh you poor thing. Need me to take care of that for you?” You asked when you saw the strain in his trousers. You pulled the waistband of his trousers down with ease, revealing his underwear. You could tell from the outline that he was big and painfully hard but you couldn’t help but tease him with a few soft strokes with the pad of your thumb through the fabric.

“Please-” he gasped when a particularly long stroke had his cock twitching. “Oh sweetheart, it looks like you’ve been hard all day.” You pulled his pants down and allowed his cock to spring free. His cock was thick, thicker than you’d ever imagined. It had ample length too but it was a particularly large vein that ran along its side that really caught your attention.

You pressed a kiss to his leaking tip, another to the vein. Such sweet noises left his mouth already and you’d barely touched him. Dragging your tongue along his underside whilst looking up at him seemed to really do it for him because his cock twitched in your hand. “Oh, gods. Do that again. Please.” You obliged him and earned the most breathy, muddled sound from him.

You gave the tip another kiss before wrapping your lips around just the first half an inch or so.

“Fuck-“ He pulled his cock from your mouth, “As beautiful as you look with your lips around my cock, I’d rather not finish so quickly.” He brought you up from your knees to kiss you again before lifting you slightly so you sat on the edge of your bed once more.

“Do you still want this?” He asked, hand lovingly caressing your cheek, eyes soft and locked with yours. You stood, gliding a hand from his stomach, up along his chest until you reached his strong jaw, eyes never leaving his as you did.

“More than anything. I just want to be close to you.” You confessed.

“We can just lay together if you’d like? We don’t have to do this, I’m more than happy to wait until you're ready.”

“I’m ready,” you told him, “I want you, so long as you want the same?”

“Oh I do. I've wanted this since the day we first met. You have no idea how much I want you.”

“Oh I have some idea.” You pushed on his chest lightly and he fell back onto your bed, taking you with him in his arms, shimmying until he was comfortable. You tugged your shirt over your head and rid yourself of any remaining underwear, flicking your eyes towards him only to see him dumbfounded at the sight of you bare before him. Heat rose to your cheeks for the first time that night. The man had just been eating you out like his life depended on it yet his gaze still made you giddy.

“You are so cute when you’re nervous, you know that?”

“Oh, shut up and fuck me.” You laughed, taking his head in your hands once more and kissing him, revelling in the feeling of his mouth on yours. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

“I know.” You rolled your eyes playfully at his cockiness, sitting upon his hips, careful not to let your body sit fully on his stomach or any other sensitive part of him. His hands glided down your sides until they reached your hips, resisting the urge to tickle your sides as he would have in any other situation.

“You ready?” You asked him, sitting up on your knees, hands braced at the base of his thick chest. He nodded, swallowing hard in anticipation.

With one hand you took hold of his achingly hard cock and directed it towards your entrance, taking care to coat the tip in your wetness before aiming it at your aching pussy. A sharp inhale and you were sinking down onto his lap until his cock filled you completely. With each inch, Lao arched further off the mattress before collapsing back once fully inside you, a long moan escaping him as your pussy enveloped his cock within you. The fullness you felt was something else. His velvety cock filling you so pleasantly you thought you could just sit there like that forever if you wouldn’t have gotten needy.

“My gods,” you groaned at the overwhelmingness of it all, “you feel so good.” You told him and he smiled amid his haze, absolutely delighted he was able to make you feel good even from his place beneath you. He let you take it completely at your own pace, supporting your hips when you moved up of him and then slide back down onto his cock. He wouldn't last long, not with months worth of pent up frustration finally coming to a head. He never thought the day he’d be inside you would ever come, didn’t let himself wonder what your walls would feel like around his member. To be fair, usually, just the thought of kissing you was enough to get him off.

You rocked forwards again once you were sure your body had adjusted to his size. Falling forward to essentially lie directly atop him. You didn’t want to ride if you couldn’t touch and be close to him. Another grind of your hips and a moan fell from his lips right into your ear, his hands now gripping your lower back, helping you move on his cock whilst keeping your form flush against his. His hips moved up in tangent with yours.

“Shit!” You cursed when his cock hit a particularly sensitive spot.

With another roll of his hips, he made contact with that spot again, your hands desperately grabbing fistfuls of the sheets at either side of his head to attempt to transfer the tension in your body from such pleasure. “Again!” He obliged you, full concentration on helping you reach your release.

“Lao, please!” You almost begged, “harder please!”

To your surprise, he pulled out of you completely, gripping your hips and lifting you off of him. In one swift movement, you were on your back, Lao leaning over you and tugging your knees around his hip so he had easier access to your pussy.

“You ready for me?”

“If you don’t get back in there and fuck me I think I’m going to die!”

A laugh escaped him but in truth, he felt that desperation too. In fact, he would have come ages ago had he not been in essence edging himself so that he wouldn’t finish long before you.

You sat up so you cling to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him in for another kiss. You couldn’t get enough of his lips, or hips scent, his arms around, or really anything about him. His arms wrapped around your right after he entered you as you kissed, your moans swallowed by one another’s mouths. That wonderful fullness was back again and he waited until you gave him the go-ahead that you were comfortable again before moving. His thrusts were measured, slow but forceful in a way that had you mewling against his shoulder.

He took his time with you, basking in the feeling of being with you in such a way. His lips found your neck once more, then your shoulder, then your chest and over the tops of your breasts. A particularly loud moan on your part had his attention turned back fully to spearing you on his cock.

“There?” He asked, looking to you for your response. You nodded your head into shoulder and he kissed the top of your head tentatively, smiling at your pleasured state. He focused on hitting that spot again, and again, until your nails started to dig into his shoulders. He let one hand drift between your bodies and down to your core, using the knowledge he’d gained from exploring you with his mouth to heighten your bliss.

“Lao!” His name left your mouth, along with obscenities. You weren’t really sure what you were saying at this point apart from his name. His fingers dancing over your clit combined with his thrusts had you feeling so stimulated that you swore that was all you could feel right now. The coil in your stomach had been rigid and pulsing for a few minutes now.

He pressed another kiss to your temple, “I’m almost there!” He told you, voice shaking both with intensity and the constant movement of you both.

“These bed sheets are a pain to clean.” You informed him in a moment of clarity and he laughed, but his voice was strained as you met his thrusts with your hips.

“Where-“ he gasped, “Do you want it?”

“Inside.” You quickly replied, knowing that you had taken any precautions you needed to.

He laughed again, “I swear you’re trying to kill me.”

As he rubbed harder and more sloppily on your clit, you knew he was extremely close. His forehead was tucked into your shoulder now, skin glistening. When you tugged the hair on the back of his neck between your fingers, he was done. A cry escaped him, cock twitching as he filled you with his release.

That feeling, the feeling of his body shuddering against you, his warmth filling you, was what finally made you come for a second time. You fell back against the covers, taking him with you as you worked through your release. He kept going, lightly and sloppily moving in and out of you until he was sure you were spent. He collapsed a top you, chest heaving in tandem with yours as you slowly came down from your high. When he turned his head to look up at you, a smile spread across your face and his in turn.

“We really shouldn’t have waited so long.” You sighed, feeling the stickiness between your legs as he carefully pulled out of you, not moving his cheek from your chest.

“Agreed.” He huffed in another large breath before his breath evened. It was so good to be with you, in any capacity really but this, this was something almost heavenly.

“Sorry, I think these sheets are still going to need to be cleaned.” He leant up off of you and off the bed, careful not to crush you under his weight, his playful little side smile returning as he walked to your en suite to grab a towel.

You looked down between your legs to check, groaning at the mess. “It can wait for tomorrow!” You didn’t feel like doing any kind of cleaning right now. Your body was spent and your muscles had already begun to ache. He returned with a damp towel and ever so gently wiped away any mess from between your legs, his movements so tentative that it was hard to believe he’d been the one to make that mess in the first place.

“Why? You got something else planned for tonight?” He asked, chucking the towel in the general direction of your bathroom before scooping you up in his arms and setting you down against your pillows.

“Yeah I was just about to go train.” You said in a mock serious tone, actively shoving the covers down so you could both crawl beneath them.

“Ha! Sure.” He had already settled beside you, bringing his arms to wrap around your frame. You turned to face him, your hand sliding beneath his upper arm to gently caress his back as you buried your face in his chest. You felt his lips on your forehead again, his arms tightening to bring you as close to him as he could.

Yeah, you weren’t moving for the world.

[singlecelledthot]

Insufferable

Pairing: Fujin x Reader (I pulled a name from a hat and Fujin was the winner!)

Warnings: SFW, Fluff, Bonding, minor angst.

Summary: You and Fujin enjoy some night time banter at the Sky Temple, things get a little tense.

Tags: @lilliannmac​ @bihansthot​ @weirdlittlecorner​ @icy-spicy​​

Night settled heavily around you, the humidity of the day chilled and sank like a blanket over everything, dewing on your skin and saturating your clothes until you were left with an uncomfortable sensation of being damp. It might have been a minor excuse to neglect your chores, and you’d make sure to think of a better reason if you were caught, but for now--you simply enjoyed the breeze. Perched on an ornate, albeit weathered, hand rail that overlooked the sprawling drop off from the Sky Temple to the forested cliffs and valleys below. The isolation had done you well, but now you found yourself listless, pondering perhaps too much without a foil to mitigate the inevitable feelings of dread that too much introspection brought. How did Raiden do it? How did Lui Kang and even Kung Lao do it? They would meditate for hours on end without falling into the trap of self-doubt, perhaps this was some secret that an endless life or a Shaolin upbringing taught, one you lacked. Sighing, you lean out and close your eyes, letting the caress of the warm night breeze cool your ennui, and it managed to, to a degree. 

“I can feel your discontent from here.”

A smile crinkled your once dour features, you didn’t need to turn to know the man in question had invited himself to rest on the railing next to you, muscled arms crossing over his broad chest. You both considered the night sky in silence--you in hopes that you could find the right words to convey your thoughts--him with patience and consideration that, though you were by no means antisocial, you did not always know what to say. Eventually, you sighed and turned to put your back to the wooden rail, mirroring his own posture in turn. “It’s the usual existential questions, Fujin.”

“Ah. Why am I here? What is my purpose?” He was clearly amused by your levity, adding his own, though as always his gentle consideration of your mortal sensibilities was ever present. You nod, looking up to a shingled awning in the distance, with all it’s dangling lanterns and natural plant growth, that always made the temple feel more a part of nature to you than a construct interjected into it. “I can’t help it, I don’t have the lifespan to stagnate like this.” “And that’s what you think you are doing here?” 

The question frustrated you, but you know that it wasn’t Fujin that bothered you, it’s that you know what he would say---because it was the same thing you told yourself when you were like this. “It’s...You know, I’m at that crossroads where I’m not satisfied with myself, but I’m not sure what to do, or if I’m even ready to try.” Fujin merely ran his fingers over the embroidery that laced the rim of his top, his downturned eyes flashing with recognition. This was an issue that he found many mortals struggled with, the quandary of not having enough time but needing as much of it as you  could get. But he was not impervious to the sense of empathy that your inner turmoil brought out in him, he dared to think that the two of you had formed a bond in the time you’d been at the Sky Temple. Raiden had brought you, young and aimless, to the temple five years back when he had aided the SF in tracking and stopping a Black Dragon smuggling OP involving homeless Earthrealmers being transported to Outworld for the more---unique culinary palettes that thrived out in the harsher realm. 

Fujin had asked his brother many times what had compelled him then to choose you? Where so many others had been left to the care of SF and other Earthrealm authorities dedicated to aiding victims of such crimes. Why had he brought you back? Raiden was not predisposed to capriciousness or whimsy, he usually did everything with purpose or a goal in mind. When the Thunder God could offer no solid answer, Fujin had taken it for what it appeared to be--a kindness. Later, he would discover upon meeting you that your soul cried out so loudly without your mouth ever needing to form words that it was almost deafening. A yearning for destiny, a purpose was so strong in you, that it was not to be ignored. So there you stayed, tending to the Sky Temple, training and learning from anyone who would help you---Fujin did so often when he returned to the Temple merely because he found that you and he were sympatico on a personal level. And he felt helplessly bound to aid your restless spirit.

He smiled to himself, earning a small laugh from you. “What’s that look, Fujin? Don’t tell me you’ve figured out another mysterious quote from Earthrealm’s past to enlighten me with.” You grinned as the Wind God cocked a brow at you and shook his head. “I’m afraid you’ve found me at a loss, I can only think to say the same thing I say whenever we have this conversation,” “Oh no..” Fujin couldn’t help but guffaw at the grimace that screwed up your features, the expression could’ve perhaps been described as ‘cute’ if he had felt bold enough to tease you anymore than he already had. “If you feel like you’re not doing enough than perhaps you need to do, dare I say, more?”

You slapped his bicep, groaning at his statement even as you laughed at him. He was right of course, you knew it and so did he, and that was the problem. “How can you be so insufferable but so right?” The Wind God gave an uneven shrug, offering you that insufferable, attractive smirk of his, making your palm itch to smack him again for good measure. “Perhaps me being right all the time is the reason I am so insufferable?”

“Yeah, that has to be it.” You felt warm, funny how all of the things that troubled you seemed to melt into the background when Fujin was around. You feared how dangerous that distraction could be--but didn’t have the heart to stop yourself from feeling how you did about him. It was affection, easiness of company and compatibility that you’d never experienced before. You respected and cared for Raiden but you...you liked Fujin, and though you cherished every moment you had with him, you feared those feelings would evolve to a point where you could no longer abide by the landscape of your friendship. It soured your mood and your smile fell into a frown that had the Wind God push away from the railing and grab you by your elbow as you turned to retreat back to the Temple.

The touch was electric, sending volts into your brain that had your spine curve and your skin tingle. And here you thought Raiden was the Thunder God. You whipped around, surprised by his proximity and how tightly he held you--not enough to hurt but it was impossible for you to pull away, even if you had wanted to. Fujin’s expression morphed from concern to quiet consideration as he took you in, too intently for your liking and you managed to scoff, smile and push at his chest to get yourself clear of him. He didn’t let you, the hand that held your elbow quickly snatched up the hand that pushed at his chest---trapping it there. Your smirk faded, and again you were overcome by the feeling that things were changing, you weren’t ready. “Fujin, I..” He let you go suddenly, brows furrowing and the same look of confoundment that you felt plastered across his face. Maybe he’d felt it too, the tension between you, and he wasn’t ready for it either. You made a quick grab for normalcy and gave his chest a quick pat before pulling away. “Don’t worry, I’ve just got the doldrums, ok?” He didn’t look convinced but smiled at your ploy to settle the tension as sneakily as possible.

He felt a kinship with your tricky nature, and that eased the strange thrum in his chest from where your hand had sat. He let you go, nodding his head as you waved and moved back towards the sanctity of the temple itself. He was not quite so ready to join you within, turning to look back at the night sky and pondering just what path you would take on your journey to meet destiny. And would he be allowed to witness it when you did?

[mercur1e]

Characters I write for! Those in caps are the ones I really like, and those in caps and colors are personal favorites of mine. I write for anime and video game characters :)

And just because your fav isn't on here doesn't mean I wont write them!

For characters who are minors: NO NSFW!!! Fluff, angst, and everything else is fine but no sex for them!! They need to go do they homework😒

Anime List:

My hero academia: IZUKU, BAKUGO, KIRISHIMA, SHOUTO, AIZAWA,DABI, SHIGARAKI, MIRKO.

Time skip Haikyuu: HINATA, IWAZUMI, USHIJIMA, TENDOU, ATSUMU, SAKUSA, ARAN, SUNA, OSAMU, KITA

Kuroko's Basketball: AOMINE, HANAMIYA, AKASHI, KISE, KAGAMI, MOMOI, TEPPEI, HYUUGA, IMAYOSHI, KUROKO, ATUSHI, TAKAO, MIDORIMA, (if you send me a hanamiya ask I swear I will love you forever please do it he was my favorite as a kid).

Attack on Titan: EREN, MIKASA, REINER, JEAN, LEVI, ERWIN, HANGE, ZEKE(i want to bully him) PIECK, ONYANKOPON.

Jujustu Kaisen: YUUJI, MEGUMI, NOBARA, SUKUNA, GETO, TOJI, MAKI, GOJO, NANAMI, CHOSO, (I'm a sucker for fluff requests of these characters, especially Yuuji and Toji)

Tokyo Revengers: MIKEY, DRAKEN, RAN, HANMA, KAKUCHO, SHINICHIRO

Hellsing: ALUCARD, INTEGRA

Naruto: KAKASHI, OBITO, MADARA, HASHIRAMA, TOBIRAMA, TSUNADE, SAKURA, SASUKE.

Video Games:

Mortal Kombat: Mk11 and Mk1) BI-HAN, KUAI LIANG, LIU KANG, SMOKE, JOHNNY CAGE, KITANA, JADE, MILEENA, JACKIE, TANYA, FUJIN, RAIDEN(Mk1), REPTILE

God of War: KRATOS, THOR, SIF, FREYA, HEIMDALL, FREYR, SIGRUN, EIR, GNA

Tekken 8: SERGEI DRAGUNOV, HWOARANG(i’m new to tekken these are the only two i know sorry)

Call of Duty: GHOST, KÖNIG, GAZ, GRAVES, VALERIA.

Resident Evil: LEON, ADA, LUIS, CARLOS, LADY D.

Red Dead Redemption 2: ARTHUR, JOHN, CHARLES, ABIGAIL, SADIE, SEAN, LENNY, MARY BETH, CHARLOTTE, JAVIER, EAGLE FLIES

Fortnite(I’m ngl they be fine as fuck): MIDAS, MONTAGUE, KADO THORNE, VALERIA, ZURI, TRACE.

Detroit Become Human: CONNOR, LUKE, KARA, MARCUS.

Genshin Impact: KAEYA, ZHONGLI, CHILDE, NAVIA, WANDERER, EI, CANDACE, DEHYA, XIAO, KAZUHA, ITTO, AYATO, DILUC, SHENHE, GANYU, NINGGAUNG, BEIDOU, ARLECHINNO, DOTTORE.

I will NOT write for the child genshin characters, and I will NOT write Kaeluc. They’re brothers and that’s gross. If you don’t like that, then you can gtfoh!!!

And a friendly reminder! Your fav loves you no matter your race, gender, sexuality, or religion!<33

[itjazzbicch]

Ice To A Flame

Pairing:  Bi Han x Fem Reader 

Summary: When the reader agrees to spar with Raiden & Kung Lao, the reader is easily angered by Kung Lao's arrogance, doubting their abilities because they're a woman, and when everyone only sees the reader's outburst, her other half, Bi Han comes and settles her anger...

Warnings:  Reader beats up Kung Lao (LOL) Softer version of Bi Han (The man deserves more fluff, so I tried lol.), established relationship

Word Count: .9k 

Preparing Lui Kang's 'champions' was indeed a task. Raiden showed promise in his fighting abilities, but Kung Lao? He ground my gears.

Bi Han and his brothers went to handle some things with Lui Kang, and while they were gone, Raiden and Kung Lao convinced me to spar with them.

Raiden was good, making me put in some effort, but arrogance started to anger me when it was time to face Kung Lao.

"Come on, Y/N. I'm taking it easy on you!"

"Is that so?!"

We were exchanging quick blows. He should've been grateful that I wasn't using my true abilities against him, his following slick comment making the vein in my temple throb as he blocked one of my kicks:

"I'd give up if I were you, girly, ha-ha-OH!"

As he was laughing, I showed my true strength, roaring as I smacked his hands down, hitting him with a nasty uppercut, and as he began to fall, I kicked him square in the chest, sending him into a tree.

"Crap-" He was groaning, holding his chest in pain, and I didn't show the slightest amount of sympathy, yelling at him:

"If I were you, I'd be humble and be grateful that I'm showing you mercy! I may be a woman, but I could easily snap you like a twig if I wanted!"

I always tried not to let my anger best me, but his consistent remarks got under my skin, going to the tree and towering over him:

"Your arrogance will be the death of you if you plan to be a 'champion,' Kung Lao," There was fear in his eyes as he stared at me, needing a breath, and scoffing at him as I turned away, "That's if you can even make it that far."

"I'm sorry-" He sighed, managing to stand and offering his hand to me; that only made my anger boil for some reason, but I took his hand and warned:

"Don't be sorry. Be careful."

"Y/N-"

Looking before me, Bi Han had returned with his brothers and Lui Kang, staring at me puzzled as they all had seen what had just occurred.

Locking eyes with Bi Han, considering he was my other half, he knew I was trying to stay calm and composed, but some steam still needed to be settled. I walked past them and murmured as I heard Kung Lao's groans:

"Make sure that I didn't break any of his ribs. I need a moment to myself."

There were many gardens at the Wu Shi; I found one further away, sitting next to a shrub of flowers and meditating, slow deep breaths helping my blood pressure decrease.

"Y/N." I knew that one of them would come to check on me, Bi Han's voice making me turn to look at him and self-reflecting:

"I apologize for my outburst. I could've handled that situation differently."

"What did he do that made you do that?"

They must not have heard what Kung Lao was saying to me, sighing as I explained:

"He kept making remarks about how he was 'taking it easy on me' and assumed that he was stronger because he's a man."

Facing away and taking a deep breath, the thoughts made me a bit angry again, expressing my frustrations:

"It angers me. I have spent my whole life perfecting my combat skills just to be belittled by that boy-urgh."

"Well, think of it this way," Sitting next to me, his thought process made me chuckle, "He'll never do it again given your response to his remarks."

"I'd hope so," I breathed in, calmed again, and truly felt guilty, "I am sorry, though. I shouldn't let little things like that bother me like they do."

"I'm not worried about the matter. Sometimes, people need to be put in their place," He mumbled, eyes fixed on the view of the garden but locking into my eyes as I took his hand:

"Thank you for understanding," I smiled softly, thumb caressing the vein in his hand, and even though he still had his mask on, I could see his little smirk.

No one could thaw his ice as I could, squeezing his hand the more I smiled, but paying great attention to his words:

"You are Lin Kuei, and that's all I need to say regarding your little doubts. Never forget that."

"I never will," I nodded, pulling down his mask to kiss his cheek, "I cherish you, Bi Han."

Taking off his mask, he started looking around to make sure we were alone, which I pretended to be upset at:

"So, what if someone were to see?"

"Hmph," His nose flaring almost made me laugh, freezing in place when his lips found me. His kisses always blew me away; it nearly felt like the first time. My eyes still closed as he pulled away, "Content now?"

Slowly opening my eyes just to get lost in his big, brown eyes, I got goosebumps like I did almost every time, smiling again as he gave a soft one back at my reaction.

He rarely smiled, and my heart was whole at the thought that I was the one who could make that happen, nodding and squeezing his hand again as there was a slight breeze, leaves dancing around us:

"Always when I'm with you, Bi Han." 

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

[cherry-romper]

Pet Names

+ Lui Kang, Kung Lao, Raiden, Bi-Han, Kuai Liang, Tomas Vrbada, Johnny Cage, Kenshi Takahashi, Syzoth, Shang Tsung, Reiko, Havik

Warnings; none

Contains; F!reader, fluff

Liu Kang;

Your name tastes so good on his lips. From time to time, he’ll add a ‘my’ in front of it to emphasise how much you mean to him. In private, he’ll refer to you as ‘sweetheart’ or ‘my love’, especially during intimate moments or times of vulnerability. 

Kung Lao;

‘Babe’ is his absolute go to, he uses it more than your name. When he wants to be teasing or flirt with you, it’ll be “whatever you need, Angel” sometime he’ll add a ‘my’ to them to make “my baby” or “my angel,” but only when he’s feeling particularly lovey-dovey - which is rare. 

Raiden;

“Good morning, beautiful,” is whispered to you everyday. He loves to tell you how pretty he thinks you are. When he tires of that nickname, he’ll switch to “my love.” You are the object of all his desires, you must be reminded of this fact everyday. 

Bi-han; 

To him, nothing is more intimate than your name. Depending on the situation the two of you are in, he will utter it in a different tone. Sometimes, it will drip like honey from his tongue. Others, he will whisper. Some he will moan. Rarely will he ever shout it. Never has it said it in vain. 

Kuai Liang;

You are his love, his one and only. Nothing is this world can calm the way you do. More domestically, he’ll call to you as ‘honey’. It’s more expectable to call you this in front of other people; it makes for less awkward or embarrassing moments. 

Tomas Vrbada;

Not ashamed to call you any term of endearment he can think of. From ’my heart’, to ‘my love’, even ‘baby’, he’s called you it. He tried more experimental ones like ‘cutie’ and ‘sugar’ but they never really stuck. 

Johnny Cage; 

When he wants something, he’ll call you ‘honey’. It never really did anything for you, you much prefer when he calls you ‘doll’. Sure, it’s old-fashioned, but it’s something only he could pull off. When he’s being silly or teasing, he’s been known to throw out the odd ‘boogaloo’.

Kenshi Takahashi;

More often than not, he’ll call you by your name, but when he’s alone with you he refers to you with per names in his mother tongue. He’s also been known to use ‘babe’ around a certain people.

Syzoth;

Calls you ‘sweetness’ when you’re alone together - dragging the ’s’ out deliberately to tease you. When in the presence of people, your name is all he will call you. He keeps things between the two of you; known else need know your business. 

Shang Tsung; 

‘My dear,’ is the first thing he says when he first sees you, his arms often outstretched, awaiting your embrace. Though he has never said it to your face, when defending your honour in fights/combat he uses ‘my beloved’.

Reiko;

‘That’s my girl.’ Need I say more. Loves to praise you while simultaneously reminding those around you that you’re his. Doesn’t use other terms very much, but if he does, they always have ‘my’ in front of them.

Havik;

Calls you ‘Bella’, a shortened term for belladonna - aka deadly nightshade. Also refers to you as ‘my poison’ or simply says ‘you are my weakness’.

[mostlymk11trash-blog]

Kung Lao Request

For @baby-queen-girl

I may add more tomorrow but I really wanted to get this out for you :) I hope you like it if not please please let me know! I will rewrite it to your liking

Fluff first !

Kung Lao will randomly mouth 'I love you' from across the room, no matter what was going on he always wants you to know.

When the world feels like it's beaten you, Kung Lao will not let it stand trying everything in his power to make that smile back on your face from horrible jokes to running a bubble bath and soaking with you, helping wash your hair anything you need he will do.

If he sees you crying Kung Lao will hold you tightly in his arms letting you cry all the frustrations you had, a soothing hand rubbing your back gentle forehead kisses.

By the elder gods don't let him see another man flirting with you, pure rage will fill his body the last man who tried him was Kano, he beat the Aussie to a pulp as Kano begged you to make him stop but you'd just chuckle as you warned the imbecile.

Cuddling was a given either before bed or laying together his hand rubbing through your hair. If insomnia hit Kung Lao gives the best back massages.

Under any circumstance do NOT let him near the kitchen unsupervised

Double dates with Lui Kang and Kitana are a given, but the night normally ends with a drunken spar between the men while Kitana and you drank more wine (or whatever you prefer)

Kung Lao's heart beats ten times faster hearing you call him your husband, for months after the small ceremony he declared you as his wife to any he met.

He cried like a baby when he saw you stepping down the aisle the dress flowing behind you, the brightest smile never leaving.

Of course, Lui Kang was his best man, Kitana your maid of honor(or whoever you want)

He loves to watch you spar with Kitana, not in a sexual way but just knowing that his wife is able to protect herself.

Kung Lao will never fail to make you laugh either from horrible puns or jokes you've heard a thousand times over but they still made you laugh

Now the Nsfw

(I tried lol I'm not the best at writing it but I hope it's to your standard if not I will rewrite it!)

Let's be honest your husband was the king at oral

Love bites normally covered his back as that was his biggest turn on, Raiden once seen a few on his neck and scolded both of you for an hour over how unprofessional it made you both look.

You still gave him more but in more hidden spots

He loves to tease you by random neck kisses, quick make-out sessions in closets. Loves to walk past you and give a swift smack on the ass

His go too positions are either doggy style or missionary(he loves to see your face as you climax making him feel oddly proud of himself)

Breathless moans of your name

He loves when you go down on him but he'd much rather go down on you, feeling you squirm beneath his touches just to bring you on the brink of getting off then stopping making you whine softly

Liu Kang is scarred after walking in without knocking, now he knows. He knocks at least five times before entering.

Aftercare was always different it could include a nice long full body massage, a pint of ice cream and a movie or a warm bubble bath as he was always worried about you hurting afterwards.

[supervillain-smut]

Rules

I will not write smut for any minor characters (17 or under) and I will not be making any adjustments to canon ages, if they're a minor, they stay a minor and any requests asking for smut for a minor character will be deleted immediately. Fluff will be all that's tolerated.

Specific characters that I know I will not write for are: Joker, Iron Man, Ciel Phantomhive, Micah Bell, Pearson, Reverend Swanson, Uncle, Lord Lucien, Any Brotherhood of Steel characters, X6-88, Lui Kang, Shinnok, Johnny Cage, Moriarty and Benny Gecko.

Ships I will not write for: Batjokes, Hattercrow, Harley Quinn x Joker, Ironstrange, Captain America x Iron Man, Gradence, Elastigale, Hevelyn, Johnlock, Hannigram, Arthur Morgan x Mary Linton, Benny x Courier 6, Kabal x Stryker.

If you send a request as a message, odds are I will forget you sent it. I don’t check my messages for asks, only the Inbox. You can send an ask/request to the Inbox by clicking the icon that looks like a speech bubble, and you can choose whether or not it is public or anonymous by checking the bottom-right corner and clicking/tapping on ‘public’ to change it to anonymous and vice-versa!

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A World Without You

by DocWordsmith

Post-Endgame. The remaining Avengers are trying to rebuild their lives in the wake of Thanos and all the destruction he wrought. Some lost more than others. Some are gaining something new. They are all learning to heal, move forward, and live in a world without some of their best loved heroes and friends. (Endgame & Far From Home compliant, mostly - & yes, there will be spoilers)

Words: 5612, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Thor (Movies), Doctor Strange (2016), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, Marvel (Comics), Marvel 616

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Peter Parker, May Parker (Spider-Man), Happy Hogan, Pepper Potts-Stark, Pepper Potts, Carol Danvers, Captain Marvel (Marvel Character), Nathaniel Richards, Nate Richards (Young Avengers), Kang the Conqueror, Nick Fury, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Cassie Lang, Scott Lang, Luis (Ant-Man movies), Chewie | Goose (Marvel), Kree Supreme Intelligence, Yon-Rogg (Marvel), Hope Van Dyne, Ava Starr, Rocket Raccoon, Guardians of the Galaxy Team, Peter Quill

Relationships: Loki/Stephen Strange, Wanda Maximoff/Vision, James "Bucky" Barnes/Brunnhilde | Valkyrie, Carol Danvers & Peter Parker, Cassie Lang/Nate Richards, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Happy Hogan/May Parker (Spider-Man), Happy Hogan & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Loki & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe)

Additional Tags: FrostStrange, Avenger Loki (Marvel), Fluff and Humor, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Team as Family, Feels, Tony Stark Feels, morgan stark is a badass, Nick Fury is Not Amused, fury has a flerken phobia, carol danvers & peter parker are friends, Precious Peter Parker, peter parker as morgan stark's papa bear, Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Spoilers, Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Canon Compliant, mostly canon at least, There will be feels

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life goes on

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/5REwGvr by theshinyreader Un terrible accident dans lequel ils ont failli perdre la vie a perturbé définitivement la vie de Wooyoung et Seonghwa. Wooyoung est désormais paraplégique et cloué à un fauteuil roulant, ce qui est une pilule bien difficile à avaler pour lui qui rêvait d'être danseur. Seonghwa, lui, vit avec la culpabilité du survivant et le poids de cet atroce traumatisme. Ensemble, ils survivent tant bien que mal avec ce qu'ils ont vécu. Peut-être qu'en rencontrant San et Hongjoong, qui ont eux aussi traversé des moments difficiles, ils vivront enfin pleinement à nouveau. Words: 687, Chapters: 2/?, Language: Français Series: Part 1 of life goes on universe Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band), K-pop Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Park Seonghwa, Kim Hongjoong, Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang, Choi San (ATEEZ), Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho (ATEEZ) Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Choi Jongho/Kang Yeosang, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ) Additional Tags: Slice of Life, Romance, Fluff and Angst, BoyxBoy, Slow Burn, Eventual Happy Ending, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Friendship/Love read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/5REwGvr