#mk spawn x reader

[yandereunsolved]

Yandere Spawn (MK 11) with a flighty darling—run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run

🐍ֶָ֢ Spawn isn't surprised that you are absolutely terrified of him. Having a hellspawn stalk your New York apartment and refuse to leave you alone is one hell of a scare. Still, he refuses to acknowledge that he had a part in intertwining both of your fates. It wasn't exactly difficult. You are simply a human—a mortal.

A little magic here and there and stealing your soul from your body and infecting it with a part of him also helped.

🐍ֶָ֢ You were a perfect Earthrealmer. Despite your need to flee every time he materialized out of thin air. He almost never spoke. He was like a ghost. He'd drop off groceries or things that you had been wanting to buy for the longest time. He'd sit on the edge of your couch and watch movies with you. Although he'd mostly just stare at you. It's a bad habit of his, but he just can't stop it. Your aura is so irresistible. Still, you would hide behind your couch, under your bed, or run out of your apartment and not return for hours on end.

So he tried to amend this by being as non-threatening as possible. He'd try to make himself appear smaller. He'd move something gently to notify you right before he would appear. He kept nightmares out of your dreams. The bad energy and entities that were attracted by him were never allowed within your space.

🐍ֶָ֢ You tried using holy objects on him! From every religion, you tried something. Some objects would burn him more than others, but he was used to the suffering at this point. Spawn would pluck the object out of your hand and offer his instead. You'd start fearfully sobbing and praying to a deity, or deities. It was more of an inconvenience if anything. 

He's already pissed off enough gods in his lifetime. He doesn't need one stealing your soul back and keeping you from him.

🐍ֶָ֢ It doesn't help that his K7-Leetha, and by extension his cape, have taken a liking to you. Leetha reaches out to you often, taking a hold of you. He isn't the one doing it. It's the parasite willing his body to hold you. He feels the need to emphasize this since you don't believe him. It's one of the few times he has actually used his words.

He doesn't fear much, but he fears himself. He fears himself hurting the only person he loves.

That's so fucking cheesy, he knows. It's like the plot of some stupid, shitty paranormal romance book, like his ex read.

It terrifies him. His cape will wrap you up and snuggle into you, feeding off of your warmth and energy.

It makes you woozy and panicky, only fueling him.

🐍ֶָ֢ You try to attack him, and he lets you. He can't help but chuckle at your pathetic attempt. You're like a cornered animal attacking the person trying to help you. It didn't work any of the other times, so why would it work now?

He's truly okay with it.

If it makes you feel safe, then he'll take some gunshots, punches, knives, and anything else you throw at him.

🐍ֶָ֢ Spawn tries his best to be vulnerable with you so you aren't as skittish. He speaks a little of his backstory, trying to make his voice less deep and gritty so as not to intimidate you. He asks you to call him any name, any nickname, just not Albert or Spawn. Albert has long since died, and Spawn has been through far too much to be loveable. He's just whatever he is with you. He's okay with that.

🐍ֶָ֢ The most important part is to hide his grizzly murders from you. You know he is a hellspawn and has some horrible shit and some good things sprinkled along in there. Still, his slaughters for you are sacrificial in nature. They feed him and give his obsession life. It makes Leetha even more protective of you. You make Spawn happy. You make his systems all fuzzy and hormone-y. That's how Leetha would describe it.

He keeps this secret like his life depends on it. You're getting more used to him. Why make you scared of him again?

[odditycircus-2002]

Quan-Chi's Daughter Intros

A/N: Despite NO ONE asking for this. I decided to make these intros based on the reader from this request. Because of her backstory, my mind started concocting scenarios of her meeting certain characters besides her family. So, I hope y'all like this one.

Sub-Zero

Y/N genuinely: Even with your cryomancy, you have a warm soul.

Sub-Zero: Do not think it means I'll make this spar easier.

Y/N chuckles: I would be offended if you did.

/

Sub-Zero: Is it possible for you to restore Cyrax?

Y/N: Necromancy isn't my strongest suit, but I could try it for you, my friend.

Sub-Zero: That is all either Cyrax or I could ask for.

/

Y/N: How is D/N's training with your Lin Kuei faring?

Sub-Zero: She shows much promise but is reluctant to use her more demonic abilities.

Y/N: That's for the best ... for you AND D/N's sake.

/

Sub-Zero: You were there when Quan-chi remade Hanzo and Bi-Han into specters?

Y/N: I was, and while I could help Hanzo, I wish I could've done more for your brother.

Sub-Zero firmly: He is beyond saving, Y/N.

Night Wolf

Y/N: I still feel guilt for all my years working under Quan-chi.

Night Wolf: You’re not the only that harbors guilt for their past actions.

Y/N: Then we’re fortunate to have been enlightened before it was too late.

/

Night Wolf: Why are you so uneasy in my presence?

Y/N: Your Revenant was one of many that left his mark on me.

Night Wolf: I will do what I can to show, he is not who I really am.

/

Y/N: You allowed Hanzo to best you at the Tournament?

Night wolf: As you and I can both see, his path led to you and the revival of his clan.

Y/N sincerely: And for that, you have my gratitude.

/

Night wolf: Do not let your love for Hanzo become blinding.

Y/N: He opened my eyes to a world beyond the Netherrealm.

Night Wolf: I merely caution you to not mistake loyalty for blind obedience.

/

Johnny Cage

Y/N: You defeated Shinnok in Kombat?

Johnny Cage: Are you also going to say that's batshit insane?

Y/N: No, I wanted to thank you for doing so.

/

Johnny Cage: Man, you are hot as hell!

Y/N: That's because liquid fire runs through my veins.

Johnny Cage: Do you not know what flirting is?

/

Y/N: I'm sorry, but I'm happily married to Hanzo.

Johnny Cage: He's one lucky S.O.B to have tied the knot with such a hottie.

Y/N: I'm fortunate to have him in my life.

/

Johnny Cage: If you're a demon, where's your horns, fangs, and tail?

Y/N: I'm told my true face tends to intimidate humans.

Johnny Cage: It can't be as bad as Sonya waking up on the wrong side of the bed.

/

Raiden:

Y/N: As Dark Raiden, you frightened me.

Raiden: I can imagine many others share your sentiment.

Y/N: But not everyone could look at him, and could almost picture Shinnok in his place.

/

Raiden: Your daughter inherited your demonic abilities.

Y/N: I'm concerned about her losing control and doing something she'll regret.

Raiden: I trust you, and Scorpion trained her as well as you could.

/

Y/N: I may know how to keep Shinnok's amulet out of anyone's hands.

Raiden: What would be better than My Sky Temple?

Y/N: If you allow it, I would toss it into the Sea of Blood, far from anyone's reach.

/

Raiden: I wish to trust you, but it wasn't long ago that I saw you stand by your father.

Y/N: I left his side decades ago, and he then tried to have me killed.

Raiden: It's no surprise that Quan-chi doesn't value even his own family.

Spawn

Y/N: I left the Netherrealm for a good reason.

Spawn sympathetically: I'm afraid the Netherrealm is not through with you.

Y/N with a demonic reverb: It shall NEVER have me again!

/

Spawn: You remind me of someone I loved.

Y/N softly: Did you lose her?

Spawn: She's lost to me for all eternity.

/

Y/N: You were sent back to the mortal realm because you wanted to see your wife again?

Spawn: Just as you cut ties with your father and Hell to be with your husband.

Y/N: Now, we're both free to choose our destinies.

/

Spawn: You've escaped the Netherrealm while all its strongest fighters were after you?

Y/N: As my scars can attest, I almost didn't.

Spawn: You're lucky, then, that you didn't have to make a deal with the Devil to escape.

/

Noob Saibot

Y/N softly: I offer you mercy, Bi-Han.

Noob Saibot angrily: You think I need your pity?!?

Y/N: For you to be at peace, I have to free you of your shell.

/

Noob Saibot: You and your daughter fear the darkness within you.

Y/N: Shinnok and Raiden have shown me more than that absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Noob Saibot: You are both fools for not embracing your true potential.

/

Y/N: Sareena still speaks highly of you, Bi-han.

Noob Saibot: I am NOT the one she speaks of anymore.

Y/N: I know, so she'll be relieved to have you gone.

/

Noob Saibot: You married the man who killed me?

Y/N: I did, but I know what Hanzo did to you was unjust and unwarranted.

Noob Saibot: Then I'll take your life as retribution for him taking mine.

/

Cetrion

Y/N: Were my prayers ever heard?

Cetrion: Even from the Netherrealm, I could hear a small girl's pleas for a better life, but I could not intervene.

Y/N lowly: Then you know why I am here...

/

Cetrion testily: You assisted your husband in killing your father.

Y/N angrily: Quan-chi has been dead to me long before Hanzo took his head.

Cetrion: It is not surprising that a demon has no remorse for their sin.

/

Y/N: What makes you worthy of my worship?

Cetrion: I know you seek salvation for your compliance with Quan-chi's schemes.

Y/N: I will not seek that from someone who is compliant with Kronika's plans.

/

Cetrion: Your love and appreciation for life is virtuous.

Y/N: Then why are you so determined to end all of it?

Cetrion: Not end it, Kronika will start anew to restore balance.

BONUS: Shinnok

Y/N: Why in the 10 hells would my daughter ever serve you?

Shinnok: Because of your husband, it is her birthright to take Quan-chi's place.

Y/N with demonic reverb: D/N will not be yours to control!

/

Shinnok: Quan-chi should have beaten you as a child.

Y/N: What makes you think he didn't already try his best to break me every other way?

Shinnok: Obviously, it wasn't enough.

/

Y/N: All you have ever taught me about Death is false.

Shinnok: Then I have but one more lesson to teach you.

Y/N growling: I am DONE with your lessons.

/

Shinnok: Quan-chi's little songbird.

Y/N: I am neither his nor your pet bird any longer!

Shinnok: You are nothing more than lamb to the slaughter.

[dootiexcupcake]

Test Your Might !

Pairing: Sunoo x fem!reader [shao kahn player!Sunoo x Jade player!reader💀]

tags: gamer!sunoo, gamer!reader, fluff, first meetings, bullet point fic, mortal kombat players, two nerds in loveeee, bad attempts at flirting cuz i'm corny

Warnings: reader is a bit dumb when it comes to online safety but for the most part, none (let me know if i am perhaps missing something tho!)

A/N: i think it is extremely important to state that i have never played a single game of MK in my life💀💀💀. I just like reading/watching cutscene movies of the lore, gameplay, and characters. So if smth is wrong...thats why loool.

TL;DR OP is using this as a way to mix her two hyperfixiations into one thing

• you're a Jade main who, although is not considered a "professional gamer", can handle yourself pretty well in an online match

• after going thru several players and mopping the floor with them you match up with a Shao Kahn player

• username: "handsome_starr"

• "cheesy" you cant help but chuckle at the name and assume this to be a easy fight against someone who isn't above the age of 10

• as soon as the round starts you're immediately backed into a corner by a barrage of combo attacks from the other player

• suddenly straightening up in your seat your grip on the controller gets tighter as your health gets lower and lower with each brutal attack of the heavy weights hammer

• you finally got yourself grounded enough to land a few critical hits to him but it wasn't enough to save you. and before you know it, you hear those familiar words

• "finish her!"

• you feel your nose twitch in irritation as the player throws in a taunt at the end of the 1st round

• "How disappointing." Shao Kahn wags a finger in front of him as the 2nd round begins

• usually you would roll your eyes at the use of the taunt, but with this particular player...

• you welcome the challenge

• the second round begins and once again "handsome_starr" releases a flurry of attacks that leaves you in the corner completly at his mercy

• dont get it wrong, you have played as shao kahn before. you know his combos, fatalities, general move set, etc. you're no stranger to the character.

• but the way this player managed to move this heavy character around so swiftly was something you couldn't wrap your head around

• thankfully you've wised up by now, so you dodge Jade out of the way before Shao Kahn lands a devastating blow with his war hammer

• the match ends with "starr" getting the victory, much to your dismay

• naturally, you rematch with the player and you two go at it for way longer than you both realize

• after the 3rd or 4th rematch you get a notification at the top left corner of your TV screen

• "handsome_starr sent you a friend request"

• you exit out of the game momentarily and accept the pending request

• as soon as the action goes through you receive a message from your new friend

• "gg"

• short, sweet, and to the point. nice

• "u 2" you reply

• "I like ur play style w/ Jade. its cool !"

• your mouth curled up into a smirk, pride swelling up in your chest at the compliment. you decided to return the favor to him and give him some very much needed credit as well

• "thx. ur rly rly good w/ shao k."

• time once again slips past you two as you talk over the system chatroom for what seems like mere minuets. But when you glance at the display clock on screen it shows that a few hours have passed

• how you both managed to type for such a long time using game controllers is beyond anyone

• this quickly becomes a thing between you guys

• you power on your console, play some games, get a notif from starr asking to play MK11, then go back and forth in the mobile chatroom (you learned from last time)

• you also learned that starr isnt just an amazing shao kahn player but he's an even better spawn player too

• one day while the two of you are chatting after a particularly good match (you decimated him in all 3 matches. props to you being a quick learner and spotting his patterns) starr ask a question you weren't quite expecting

• "socials?"

• you stared at the screen for a second as you realized what starr meant by that. why did you never think of this before?

• you thought about every middle school online safety video you were shown as a kid

• well...starr doesn't seem like a murderer who will stalk you so..

• "ya, heres my ig:"

•was it stupid to give your personal social media account to someone you've only known for a few months? yeah

• was it even more stupid if you also didn't even know the guys first name?...yeh

• but you didn't get much time to think through all the logic behind your reasonings as you accepted his follow request

• you were absolutely baffled as you saw pictures of who you assume is starr

• how is it possible that this is the same person who mains such brash and gruesome characters? starr looks so...much different than you imagined

• to be honest, you weren't exactly sure what to expect

• but the first thing that came to your mind when you imagined a shao kahn and spawn player was definitely not the cute and seemingly innocent face of the male smiling in these photos displayed in front of you

• it was a good different though!

• a very good different...

• starr sends you a dm through instagram while you were looking through his page

• "ur name is y/n?"

• "ya thats me" you mentally facepalm when you realize you didn't even check to find his real name.

• you look at his profile again and read his bio

• "kim sunoo?"

• "yup thats me ^^ " comes the reply from the other end

• starr..well, sunoo always used little emojis at the end of his sentences when you guys would speak but, you're not sure why it comes off as so cute this time around..

• you shake the thought off as soon as it comes, 'really? falling for the guy as soon as you see a picture of him? you're better than that y/n!' you mentally scold yourself as you try to get your senses together

• sunoo send a picture of you in chat, which confused you but also brung on a small pang of anxiety.

• "this is you??"

• you swallowed down harshly and replied back with confirmation

• "woah..ur rly pretty :o "

• you wanted to throw your phone out of your window and never talk to sunoo ever again

• you felt your whole body heat up at the unexpected compliment and hid your goofy smile from no one in your empty room

• "thx. ur not too bad yourself haha"

• "oh thanks, that means a lot coming from you ~"

• huh, you give a guy your ig page and he suddenly takes a flirty 180

• "dude ur cute ! dont even try it lol"

• "haha 😅"

• sunoo sends another picture of you in chat, but luckily your heart doesnt beat as nervously this time around

• "woa! you cosplay!?"

• ah, how could you forget about that post

• you were at a convention posing dramatically as one of your favorite characters

• "lol yeah i dont do it *all* the time but since i was attending that con i decided to go all out, ya know?"

• "wow! as if you couldn't get any cuter.."

• you huffed out a laugh through your nose and shook your head at his message

• "heh, ur down bad sunoo"

• of course you were too. but sunoo did NOT need to know that...

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[azul-marie]

flirtatious character intros. (various/goddess reader.) (1)

note: fem. reader. suggestive. 3rd person pov. feat. erron black, shang tsung, noob saibot, spawn, rain

hello mk/mk11 fandom! i’ve wanted to try writing this form of reader insert/imagine since i first began playing mkx/mk11, and i’ve finally done it. at least, i’ve written one part of it — i’d love to make this a miniseries for fun.

this particular set includes a divine/goddess reader interacting with a few male characters. i plan to add more roster characters in a second part, so please look forward to that. if there are any character inconsistencies, please let me know; i’d love to improve as much as possible. enjoy!

part 2 ; part 3.

erron black

erron black: well, ain’tcha a beaut.

name: have you come to earn my hand in blessings?

erron black: more like a hand in marriage, sugar.

erron black: i’ve never been one for worship.

name: you’re free to accept whatever truths you see fit, dear mortal.

erron black: if god’s as pretty as you, i wouldn’t mind getting down on my knees every once in a while.

erron black: hello, goddess.

name: you seem pleased to meet me, given our circumstances.

erron black: anytime’s a good time to appreciate a fine-looking lady.

name: i know what you are thinking, erron black.

erron black: honey, can you blame a man for trying?

name: i can certainly blame that perversive mind of yours.

name: there are many who desire your loyalty, erron.

erron black: might you be one of them?

name: only if it’s as genuine as your love of wealth.

shang tsung

shang tsung: what a magnificent sight.

name: it is the power the elder gods’ bestowed upon me at the dawn of my creation.

shang tsung: hm. yes, that too.

shang tsung: goddess.

name: sorcerer.

shang tsung: as cold as you are beautiful, i see.

shang tsung: your fellow gods are quite fond of you.

name: the brothers thunder and i have served the realms for eons together.

shang tsung: a shame they’ll miss you once i’ve taken hold of your soul.

name: i’m not interested in your gifts, sorcerer.

shang tsung: would you change your mind if i said they were gifts of worship?

name: i desire not your faith in particular.

noob saibot

noob saibot: i will succeed in accomplishing what shinnok could not.

name: and what is that, bi-han?

noob saibot: having you as my bride.

noob saibot: sweet death longs for your embrace.

name: death yields to thy goddess, bi-han.

noob saibot: in time, we shall be as one.

name: shadows are unbefitting divinity.

noob saibot: they yearn for your touch, goddess.

name: they shall have no part of me.

noob saibot: avert your eyes from kuai liang.

name: i have only blessings in mind for your brother.

noob saibot: blessings that are rightfully mine.

spawn

spawn: why’s a pretty little thing like you caught up in this mess?

name: i fight to serve those who place faith in me, that their worship be not in vain.

spawn: you’re in over your head, lady.

spawn: my, my.

name: something caught your fancy?

spawn: depends on how well you throw your punches, goddess.

spawn: picking a fight, aren’t we.

name: i simply wished to demonstrate my strength for you.

spawn: that all you’d like to demonstrate?

spawn: a goddess in the flesh. here to judge me for my sins?

name: i’ve come to test the sum of your might, spawn.

spawn: gutsy. planning to get me on my knees, have me beg for mercy?

rain

rain: grant me the godhood of my birthright.

name: if it should please the elder gods, so shall it be.

rain: i’d rather be pleasing you, goddess.

rain: we would be divine together, lady name.

name: (amused laughter) you are but a young boy in my eyes, little prince.

rain: i’ll make you see me for the god we both know i am.

name: you would do well to mind your words, prince rain.

rain: how so? afraid you’ll like them?

name: afraid you may earn a goddess’ ire.

rain: neither raiden or fujin are worthy of your affections.

name: who said anything of the sort?

rain: anyone can see how enamored they are with you, name.

rain: neither raiden or fujin are worthy of your affections.

name: and yet you are?

rain: i am fated to reign as a god and a king.

[mlmxreader]

Reunion | Spawn

request; "Reuniting after being apart for a while w spawn ?" // anon

summary; Spawn comes home.

notes; gender neutral reader

Holding onto the arm of the neon green stuffed reptile teddy that Spawn had gotten you a while ago, you stretched and let out a loud yawn; you carried that teddy around with you everywhere when he was gone, as no matter how much you cuddled into it, it always smelled like him, and it always made you remember the day he had gotten it for you. The memories were always so fond and so warm. You couldn’t help but to smile tiredly as you trudged into the kitchen, pausing in the hallway when you noticed the light was on.

“Shit.”

A familiar voice made you perk up a little, and before you could give warning, you barreled into Spawn, crashing into him and wrapping your arms around his waist tightly, a million and one stutters of how much you had missed him spilling from your lips, a thousand and one tears threatening to shed from your eyes.

Spawn was finally home.

It took him a good few moments to return the embrace, having been caught very much off guard, but he soon enough relaxed into it as he sighed and closed his eyes.

“You’ve been away for so long,” you muttered between strings of how much you had missed him, threads of how happy you were to have him home. “I thought... I thought... I thought you wouldn’t come home...”

Reaching around, Spawn gently grabbed the teddy from your hands and held it between you as he pulled away, a gentle chuckle leaving his lips. “I see you’re still cuddling up to this old thing.”

You shrugged, smiling a little bit through the thousands of tears of joy that you wanted to shed but could not. “It always smells like you... and it always makes me think of the day you got it. Sue me.”

Pressing it against your chest gently, Spawn’s breath hitched when your fingers ghosted his as you took it back, and for a sweet sweet moment, he thought about what it would be like to kiss you for once. “I can’t fucking argue against that, now, can I? But... fuck, I’ve missed you, little one. So much.”

“I know,” you muttered, crashing into him again. “I hate it when you’re gone for so long...”

“I’m back, now,” he promised, holding you against his body. “I’m back, and I won’t be leaving again any time soon... I’m back, little one, I’m back.”

[starkidwriting]

Unique Family

Summary: A demon child reader survives the best they can against villagers that want them to die. Mk and the gang go on a trip to get errands only available in a certain village. They soon hear a tale of a demon living in an abandoned garden and decide to investigate.

A/n: Hello! I am @starkidblogs and this is my small writing blog! I wanted to keep my main account just for reblogs. So, I made this side account. I will still post and end my other story on that account but any other stories will be posted here. I hope you enjoy reading this Freenoodle x Demon child! reader. Found family type of fiction.

A demon, that's all you are to them. A disgusting demon, that doesn't deserve to exist. You thought as a villager attacked you before he even landed a blow on you. You moved out of the way and he was out cold as he ran into a tree. You giggled a bit as you moved his body to the closet home and walked back to your home. Another day of dealing with everyone wanting to kill you.

Villagers kept coming into your home and failing at ending you. You had to deal with a lot of these encounters. Why? Because you live near a village that was afraid of you. You were a demon. One look at you sends people running away. You did nothing to them, well, nothing that they didn't deserve. Everyone feared you and how "vicious" you were. No one ever listened to your side. Almost everyone despised you except for a woman. Your Mimi, you remember how you met her.

~Flashback~

You were a small (f/c) demon, lost and afraid. You had run away from other monsters that wanted to devour you. You made your way into a garden for safety. Your stomach growl in hungry, and you see some riped (F/f). You decide to eat only a few because you do not want to cause suspicion. As you ate, you didn't notice someone observing you. Hearing a chuckle, you turned to see a tall older lady covering her mouth from laughing. You jumped and were about to make a run for it, but she spoke. "Wait, don't you want some more?" You turn to face them before nodding. She cut and gave you another (F/f).

You ate it before she had time to give you another (f/f). "pretty hungry, uh?" She asked, "a little," you responded before a growl came from your stomach. You blushed as the lady laughed, "how about a hot meal? The name's Mimi." She told you, and you weren't sure what was happening but noticed she was being genuine to you. "My name's (Y/n)." you smiled with stains on your face. That's how you meet your only family in that village.

She took you in hiding, you from other people. She had a hard time hiding you in a busy village. But she did her best, giving you a happy life. Mimi treated you as her child as you stayed with her. You asked her why she was kind to you. She said, "I saw a lost child looking for a place to call home. Now you have one with me." When she said that, you felt happiness and a sense of belonging when you stayed with her for two years.

You hoped it remained like this, but news spread fast about you. A few villagers spotted you one day outside playing a game of tag with Mimi. They believed Mimi was in danger or possessed by you. That night they mobbed her outside of her cottage. They demanded Mimi hand you over to them, but your guardian refused. They gave her one last opportunity to turn you in, but she said, "why are you after a child!" They told her, "That thing is a demon spawn! It needs to stop!" You didn't know what was happening as you hid behind Mimi and saw her covering you from stones hurled at you.

After not giving in, they pulled her away from you and beat her as she tried to protect you from the angry mob. You saw her telling you to run before she died at the mob's hands. They accused you of her death that you could have handed yourself in. Before the villagers could do anything to you, Your eye glowed (F/c) for the next 10 minutes. Everything turned into a blur. You gazed into the orange blaze of igniting homes. As you regained awareness, hearing the screams of terrorized villagers. You wanted to feel satisfaction in the pain that they were feeling, but you couldn't. You felt empty as you went back to your home, where you saw the body of Mimi. She looked like she was asleep. You felt tears drop from your eyes as you cried. Now you were alone.

~End of Flashback~

From that day on, you didn't let anyone set foot in your garden, where her shrine was. You made sure there were warnings signs for them before they made a big mistake in walking in. The villagers wanted you out but did not want to deal with your wrath again. They made a reward for your death. The land you live on would belong to those who can end you. You soon met so many villagers desperate to get rid of you or want your land. You never let them off easy. There were times you almost lost a limb or an eye. After defeating them, you would steal everything they had and throw them back into the village as a sign. 'Stop!!!' Today was the same thing. You sighed as you placed a lit candle on Mimi's shrine under the tree where you first met her. "I miss you, Mimi..." You whisper, frowning as you sit down under the tree and fall asleep.

Mk gang

"Mk, we need to go on an errand run," Pigsy said as he looked around through his chili stash, seeing it empty. "To the Market?" Mk asked, but Pigsy shook his head. "No Mk, to get this kind of chili and spices, we got to go to a village. It's pretty far, but they have the spiciest chili on earth." He said as Tang ate his noodles, hearing his spouse talk about his favorite spices. "I remember that place. It has been a while since we went there. I remember the stories they would tell visitors." Tang said as Mk tried to imagine the place they were going to.

A loud Mei burst into the noodle shop and jumped on mk back. "Mk, I'm bored! It's been too long since we went anywhere fun!" Mei whined as Sandy walked in after her. "Hey guys, anything new with you?" He asked with his smile. Pigsy sighed as he saw mk falling to the ground along with Mei. Tang grinned and said, "well, we are going on an errand run to a village with amazing spices! As well as history! Would you guys want to come?" Mei had starry eyes as she shot up and nodded her head off. "YEAH! THAT WOULD BE SO COOL!" She yelled. Sandy also agreed to join along. "Well, let's get ready cause well be leaving soon," Pigsy said, mk and Mei excited, while Sandy and Tang chuckled at them.

~ Timeskip~

It was time to start their journey to the village in Sandy's van. Sandy was driving, and Pigsy was in the passenger seat giving directions. Tang sat in the back while Mei and Mk looked out the windows to see land and a garden of (F/f). "Woah! That's a lot of (f/f)! Are they also well known for that?" Mk asked his dads. "No, they used to, but something happens, and now it's there vacant." Tang replied while Pigsy said, "yeah, it was about two years ago when it stopped." Mei gasped and smiled "oh! small-town mystery?!"

"Hey guys, we're getting close," Sandy said as they saw homes getting closer. "Woah!! This place is so cool!" Mei said as she started a live stream to show the buildings and people. They stop nearby a farmers market, and we're in awe. Pigsy made his way to his chili and spice dealer. While Tang was babysitting the two enthusiastic kids, Sandy went to see what teas they sold. "Mk! Mei! Stop running around!" Tang yelled while running after them. They saw the homes and land, weaving through the people and having a good time, but they stopped in front of an older man. "Beware, kids, of the demon in the (F/f) garden. Only if you're bold enough to face them!" He said, getting the duo's attention. Tang caught up to them while trying to catch his breath.

"Woah! a demon in the (F/f)? Why are they there?" Mk asked the old man. The old man grinned as mk and Mei sat down near him. " That demon was there to torment an older woman. She was there for a year. Until the people tried and set her free from that monster, but it was already too late. Soon that monster would attack the villages after ending their prey. Now, we beg heros to help us in defeating them. But they come back empty-handed." He coughed before adding, "But if you can defeat them, you get the land that they live." Mei and Mk were more stoked about wanting to solve this small-town mystery than the actual reward.

Tang felt the energy coming off them and wasn't too excited but was curious about the story. 'What happened to that lady? Why would a demon stay that long?'. "Tang, we have to go and solve this mystery!" Mk and Mei say in unison, bringing Tang back to earth. Tang sighed, "Let's wait for Sandy and Pigsy. I hope that they don't want to go." He whispered the last part while walking back to the van. After a while, Sandy found the three. Mk and Mei explained to him about the demon and wanted to expose this mystery. He agreed as Tang tried to tell him no but failed. Pigsy came back to the van and asked, "What's happening? Mk and Mei, did you guys get in trouble?"

Tang shook his head as he said, "Nope, at least not yet." Pigsy was soon bombard by Mei and Mk. "No, now come on, let's go," Pigsy said as he loaded the van with the goods he bought. "But what about the mystery! We can solve it, maybe even defeat the demon!" Mk said while he and Mei put puppy eyes and looked at Tang and Pigsy. Tang sighed, giving in to them. "Fine. We will see this garden, but if anything starts to get dangerous. We are leaving." Pigsy said, not wanting to deal with the puppy eyes anymore, and heard them cheer in victory. They then drive near the entrance of the garden. Seeing warning signs everywhere. Tang shook a bit before asking, "you sure it's a good idea?" But Sandy, Mei, and Mk were already out of the van and into the garden. The two parents' figures groaned before following right behind them.

They found a small cottage. Mk entered first to see if anyone was inside, but it was empty, waving to the others to come in. As they walked in to see it clean, having a plate of uneaten food, a small unlit fireplace, and bookshelves. Tang walked closer to the shelf. He saw it filled with china mythology, worn-out JTTW books, and some folk stories. Mk saw the JTTW books and got excited, asking Tang. "woah! Do you think they're a fan of Monkey king?" Tang shrugged as he looked at them closer. Mei walked around and opened a door leading into a room for a child. "Woah, Did they mention the lady having kids?" She asked as she saw stuffed toys and art of two people with each other.

Pigsy found another room, but it seemed untouched by anyone for a long time. He decided it was best to leave it alone. But he saw the pictures of a woman and child covered in dust, making it difficult to see their faces. Sandy went outside and spotted a shrine with a figure against the tree. "Hey guys, I think there's a kid out there?" He said as walk backed inside. Tang checked out the books while Mk was reading the JTTW books. Pigsy came into the living area asking, "a kid living here? Alone with a demon here? What type of people would leave a kid by themselves?!" He said as he tried not to shout. Tang looked up and was also confused. "That does seem odd? You would think they would take the kid?" Mei chimes in as she joins them in the living room. "Things aren't making any sense." She scratches her head in confusion.

"Well, why don't we talk to this kid? Maybe they have some explanations or clues to this weird mystery." Tang said as he put the book away. "Yeah, but let's be careful. They seem to be asleep next to a shrine," Sandy said as the gang left the cottage. "Maybe a few of us go and talk? To not overwhelm them." Pigsy said, turning in the direction of the shrine. They all see a figure in the distance. Mk spoke up, "How about Mei and I go talk to them?" "Yeah, Mk and I can handle children!" Mei said with a grin as one arm around mk shoulders, both giving a goofy smile. Pigsy sighed before saying. "Guys, as much as you want to help, your energy could scare the kid off. If we aren't careful."

"I agree and think it would be best if Pigsy and Sandy should go," Tang said while Mei and Mk pouted. Until Sandy spoke, "Guys, I would go to help, but I think my height might scare the kid." Tang sighed a bit before changing his answer. "okay, Pigsy and I will go." Pigsy was surprised at his husband's response but nodded in understanding. "Okay, we will be back with the kid and hopefully some explanations." He said as he and Tang walked towards the shrine. As they walked closer, they saw the child's skin becoming more (f/c) and showed their horn. "Pigsy, is it me, or does that child have horns and (f/c) skin?" Tang asked the demon pig. Pigsy was also confused about this.

They walked closer to the shrine and were able to see a picture of a smiling woman. A plate of (F/f), flowers, and candles were on the shrine. They both bowed in respect for coming to what they believed was her home. The pig demon heard sniffles and yawns from the "kid" sleeping on the tree. Tang was surprised and whispered, "Is this the demon they were telling us about? The 'demon' that tormented an old woman?" He rubbed his chin as he tried to make sense of this new information. Pigsy was about to speak but heard the kid whisper "Mimi.." while they nestled with their tail.

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Small a/n: I try making this a gender neutral as possible. Plus this is only half of what i have written so far. HAHAHA Someone help me TuT

[kerahlekung]

Sikap Amanah & DAP dalam isu sokongan Anwar atau Dr.M...

Sikap Amanah & DAP dalam isu sokongan Anwar atau Dr.M....

Part 1...

Part 2...

Sheraton Langkawi pulakah?

Dr Mahathir dipetik sebagai berkata PH tidak berminat untuk jatuhkan Muhyiddin. Beliau merujuk kepada ketetapan PKR yang tidak mahu menerima beliau sebagai PM sebaliknya mahukan Anwar. Sebenarnya PH ingin dan sudah pun berusaha untuk jatuhkan Muhyiddin tetapi yang berkeras dan bermain wayang tidak merestuinya ialah Dr Mahathir sendiri. Beliau masih berkeras untuk jadi PM termasuk menerima pelan menjadi PM selama enam bulan, kununnya selepas itu akan diserahkan kepada Anwar. Sikap keras kerat Mahathir itu menjelaskan bahawa yang tidak mahu menjatuhkan Muhyiddin adalah beliau sendiri bukan PH, rujuk PKR - Anwar. Peletakan jawatannya sebagai PM walaupun dirayu oleh Yang di-Pertuan Agong agar tidak berbuat demikian mengesahkan yang beliau tidak mahu serahkan jawatan PM kepada Anwar. Mahathir sedar kalau beliau kekal sebagai PM bermakna beliau terikat dengan konsensus PH di mana beliau kena serah jawatan itu kepada Anwar. Jadi untuk memastikan Anwar tidak dapat jadi PM, maka beliau perlu letak jawatan dimana dengan peletakan jawatan itulah Muhyiddin jadi perdana menteri. Hakikat ini perlu difahami dan Dr Mahathir tidak bisa berdolak dalih. Skrip dan sihir politiknya sudah dihafal, eluk berterus terang sahaja. - mso

Selepas 6 bulan...TM suruh Warisan keluar PH...kemudian dia letak jawatan semula dah serah balik pada MP atau dia bubarkan parlimen...alasannya PM bkn ditentukan oleh dia tetapi oleh MP atau rakyat....lebih baik la Anwar dan PH jadi pembangkang dan desak diadakan PRU drpd serah pada TM - Ellay Ahmad Sebenarnya Tun yang halang PH ambil balik kerajaan...kerana Tun ada niat pecah belah PH dan menghalang Anwar jadi PM9...- Abdul Rauf  Asyik nak org turut kehendak dia baru betul....sepatutnya yg bilangan kecil ikut yg besar ni terbalik pula...dah tiga kali jd PM tak puas2 lagi ko? - Abe Waa Mcm mana atok nk jd pm.. ?? Atok x der parti pon.. hahahaaa.. besatu tuu skrg Yiddin punya... atok buat la parti baru dgn dap dan amanah.. biar laa pkr sendiri... nk tengok atok ble pg jauh je tak kali ni... - Shariff Morad Bukan tk berminat tapi tk mau che det nk jadi pm kali ke3. cukuplah bagi peluang dan sokongan dsai pulak. - Abdrahim Kamarudi Udah-udah le Atuk, masa untuk Atuk berehat dihujung usia, kesian tengok Atuk. Jasa Atuk Tetap Dikenang. - Ibrahim Mohamed

Anwar: PH did explore Dr M option, 

but he doesn't have numbers either...

Pakatan Harapan did discuss Dr Mahathir Mohamad as a second option for prime minister, said PKR president Anwar Ibrahim. He said this was suggested in order to secure the numbers to take over Putrajaya.  However, Anwar said that Mahathir does not have the numbers at the moment either. Addressing his supporters via Facebook live, Anwar said DAP and Amanah had never strayed from supporting him to become prime minister. "But what is clear now is that we don't have the numbers. So our friends (DAP and Amanah) said, 'In that case Anwar, can we think of a second option, that is to give room to Mahathir? "Some believe that Mahathir can get the numbers, but to this day it has not materialised," he added. Anwar, however, did not say whether PKR or Harapan as a group agreed to this second option during the meeting.  He did say that PKR could not agree with making Mahathir the prime minister, and that there was apprehension due to past experiences in dealing with the nonagenarian. Anwar also said the fact that conditions were set to make sure Mahathir resigned in six months showed that DAP and Amanah also did not fully trust him.

Previously DAP and Amanah said the Harapan presidential council had endorsed Anwar as prime minister during the May 30 meeting. They added it was also agreed that the fallback was for Mahathir to become prime minister if Anwar couldn't get the numbers to form the government. Part of the reason cited was that the PKR chief had failed in a bid to secure GPS support.  Anwar tonight said he was in Sarawak on Tuesday to meet "old friends" who had invited him to the state. He did not say who those old friends were and refused to comment on whether GPS had rejected him as was reported by The Malaysian Insight. "People say GPS rejected Anwar, I leave that to GPS, they are an independent party representing the people of Sarawak who should be free to determine their stance. "I don't want to say more on that, other than to say that our efforts are ongoing," he added. Anwar said PKR has not given up on wanting to retake power from PN, but that they would not resort to buying or threatening MPs. "We hope to attract the interest of our MP friends, from all sides, to save the country and economy," he said. Previously, PKR chief whip Johari Abdul revealed that Anwar had met with several leaders in the “other bloc” previously, including Prime Minister Muhyiddin Yassin, Home Affairs Minister Hamzah Zainuddin and Sarawak state leaders.- mk

What hope is there?...

So much hot air for days over on who should be the candidate for the prime minister post in the event of a Pakatan Harapan government, and for the moment - the fissures in the coalition still can’t be plastered over. Some clarification comes with PKR digging in their heels and saying its party president, Anwar Ibrahim, is the man for the job, suggesting a role for Dr Mahathir Mohamad in the government is open for discussion. A case of once bitten, twice still not shy, but to be bitten a third time would give the impression they were hopeless idiots incapable of learning. Possibly in apropos, I thought of Goldfinger explaining to a captive James Bond how his cover was blown: “Mr Bond, they have a saying in Chicago: 'Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. The third time, it's enemy action'.” Now, what is DAP, Warisan and Amanah to do? DAP has been accused of amnesia over Anwar’s years of friendship with the party, in supporting a hat-trick of PMs for Mahathir. Warisan and Amanah too, have indicated their preference for Mahathir. The picture turns surreal when one factors in the reality that for the moment Mahathir and his supporters are no longer members of Bersatu. Their lawyers have filed an ad-interim order to note that they had not enough time to submit an actual interim injunction challenging the nullification of their party membership. 

We are in for a long legal haul here (is there any other?) – two interims at the start, and we haven’t even come to the appeals and counter-appeals, medical leave, et cetera. In the meantime, Mahathir is party-less. In a harmonious balance, he is not alone. Former PKR deputy president Azmin Ali and his gang of nine are still party-less too. Bersatu has counted them as members – except for the technical oversight of them still not having filled in and sent in their membership forms. Perhaps they are busy testing the comfort of their new seats of power and forgetting this mundane chore? This clerical oversight spawned a rumour, quickly scotched, that Azmin and gang were forming a new political party. Hey, why not? We already have 37, what’s another one? For that matter, Mahathir could form another party – we can never have enough political parties defending the rights of the downtrodden, disadvantaged majority. The realpolitik may be hard to swallow, but Mahathir’s assertion that a Malay party has to be part of Harapan Plus has weight. There are parts of society whose world view is through a racial/religious lens. But does it have to be the leading, governing party? Must balance the picture again, a symmetry of minorities, like Prime Minister Muhyiddin Yassin (below) feeling the pressure of numbers, with Umno breathing heavily at his shoulders? Mahathir says he will use six months as prime minister to groom his successor in the ways of the office. Anwar in tuition class for six months, with homework? Cram in what wasn’t done in the two years when they had their hands on the levers of power?

Assuming that’s the timeline (and PKR has relented), what will happen is that Anwar becomes prime minister, and will immediately chart his own course away from the shadow of Mahathir, showing he is his own man… at last. I agree with Mahathir on one point: "So if we want to choose a prime minister, the candidate is not important. Winning (over) the majority (in Parliament) is what is important.” That’s the crux of the matter. Leaving aside personal/political preference for prime minister, can either Mahathir or Anwar deliver enough bums to occupy a majority of seats in Parliament in July? Who got how many? If one can claim a majority, fine. If both can’t count on a majority, this is a waste of time, with the cost of a souring of the coalition – sensitivities trampled on, prickly pride puffed up. I end on a note to readers of Malaysiakini who have been injudicious in their comments, leading to editor-in-chief Steven Gan having to get all togged up in a suit to wear in court so people won’t think he’s there for stealing petai. It’s just a matter of perspective, a matter of being positive about life. A recent court acquittal was evidence of a corruption-free society. Surely something to cheer, not jeer. - Thor Kah Hoong,mk

cheers.

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[yandereunsolved]

— Yandere Spawn (MK 11) —

"Angel."

"Spawn of the Netherrealm."

"Finally willing to give in and be my fallen angel?"

"Not even in your most perverted fantasies."

"I'll just have to rip those pretty wings off your back myself."

"You shall fail. You always do."

"I wasn't using all of my abilities. I wanted you to come willingly. It seems I will take you forcefully instead."

"The Netherrealm will be sealed once again, with you inside it. That is my mission. It will be completed."

"Then maybe I should be thanking you. Perhaps I could be at peace that way, but only if you were sealed in with me. I am corrupted. I am evil. I can never be redeemed. You are the only thing that brings me solace in this life. Perhaps you will love me in the next."

"Foul words of honey dripping from that which has the serpent's tongue. You are nothing more than an archaic beast to be eradicated. The human you once were—your soul, no more."

"Oh? Such words from a holy being. I should be honored you think so highly of my capabilities. Today is your judgment day. I am your judge, jury, and executioner. You will be mine. You have no choice."

( @hardnerdfansstuff )

[odditycircus-2002]

Fave Mortal Kombat fatality?

Off the top of my head for MK11 fatalities in no particular order:

Mileena's Violent Delights: Where Mileena rips off her opponent's face through their stomachs. Something about it just fits Mileena as if she's saying, "If I can't have a face like yours, then I'll TAKE it myself!".

Shang Tsung's Condemned the Damned & Shokan Reborn: The first is where Shang Tsung chains an opponent mid-air before summoning a portal where out pops the zombie versions of his followers. Who then proceeds to tear into the opponent's underbelly until ultimately ripping off their face and TEARING out their skeleton! The second one is where Shang Tsung summons an orb of bright light (striking a sexy pose) before tossing it into the opponent's chest. When it hits them, their entire chest lights green before Kintaro (A kitty cat Shokan) tears his way out of the opponent like they're a cramped meat suit!

Spawn's Rest in Pieces & Unchained: These fatalities are straight out of Todd McFarlane's Spawn Comics. The first has Spawn using his cape to cover the victim's head before lifting them in the air by said head. Spawn then uses his chains to penetrate the opponent in multiple places but cannot see or brace for where the next chain will make its mark. The opponent can finally see their demise when Spawn lights the chains up with Necroplasm and tears the opponents in ALL directions. The second one has Spawn sending his chains into the ground to appear under his opponent and start wrapping around them before they spin around with enough force to peel their entire skin (save for their head) from their body like a meaty potato. Then, as the opponent falls back to the ground and tries to process all the sensations that now come with having most of their skin ripped off, Spawn engulfs them with his cape. We don't see what he does within that cape, only the end result. Which tears all the flesh and organs from their bones in a gloriously grotesque fashion!

Now for MK1 at the time of this post:

Baraka's Grilling with the Boys: Baraka disembowels his opponent before launching them in the air, then lights a fire on the ground. That's followed by him grabbing the end of their intestine to hang off some invisible support to suspend them over the fire! As if that's not bad enough, Baraka then calls in his fellow Tarkatans to rip off all the opponent's limbs while they're still being roasted alive and eating them! Their opponent is still alive and screaming in pain!

Ermac's Soul Snack: Ermac uses magic to push his opponent's soul out of their body before separating their torso and legs because he's not hungry for flesh. No, because he's so eager for his snack, Ermac unhinges his jaw like SCP-096 (The Shy Guy) to suck the person's soul. That person's soul could only fall to the ground and try to grip the material plane to somehow escape a hungry ghoul. Yet, it does not matter as Ermac's soul hole is basically a black hole, and he ultimately gets his snack.

Gera's Timey Wimey: Geras summons a time portal to rip off the future opponent's head and spine, then uses it to SMASH the present opponent's jaw off. Geras then hands the head to the present opponent, who only now realizes that the head they're holding looks exactly like them. And just as they're realizing what their future holds, a now-past Geras opens up a time portal to tear the head of their opponent.

[mlmxreader]

Love | Spawn

request; "whispered confessions of love with spawn perhaps ? 💞" // anon

summary; Spawn finally confesses how he feels. 

notes; gender neutral reader

It was a quiet afternoon, you did your best to get your work done on your laptop, sat at the breakfast bar typing away with your headphones on while your Hellspawn boyfriend wandered about the kitchen preparing dinner; it was his turn to make it today, and he was quiet happy to do so, he was always happy to split things fifty-fifty when he was around. As Spawn went to grab you a can of Red Bull, he caught you singing softly, entirely to yourself, and he paused, listening intently and attentively. 

Almost an entire year of dating, and you had yet to admit that you loved each other, which neither of you minded really, but Spawn had wanted to confess it for some time, now. 

“Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart and I will love you, forever and ever, we never will part oh, how I love you, together, forever, that's how it must be to live without you would only mean heartbreak for me.” 

He knew that song well, had danced to it a thousand times before, had heard it on the radio even more, but somehow, hearing you sing it brought Spawn to think it was the best and sweetest song in the world; he didn’t care that your voice was just a mumble, easily overwhelmed by any other sound, to Spawn, the way you sang it made him want to hear it until the day when he had to go back to Hell for good. Grabbing the can from the cupboard when you stopped singing, Spawn came to stand beside you, he pushed your headphones back so that they dangled around your neck, making you look at him as you grinned and eagerly accepted the can. 

Perhaps now was the time for him to confess. 

“Thank you,” you said quietly, cracking it open and taking a swig before placing it beside your laptop, which was when you noticed the spark in his fiery green eyes, making you smile curiously. “What?” 

“The way you sang,” Spawn started, “it was... it made me realise something.” 

You raised a brow, humming softly. “And what was that?” 

“I love you,” his confession was whispered, sweet but gruff, quiet but rough. 

“I love you, too,” you whispered back, your smile turning from curious to genuine, an almost beaming grin. “I love you, Spawn.” 

“I love you, too,” he pressed his forehead to the side of your neck, having to bend down a little but not minding it too much. “I wanted to tell you that for a while, but we’ve been together for so long...” 

“I know,” you admitted with a soft chuckle. “I know... do you want a hand with dinner? I’m almost all done here.” 

Spawn nodded, had his lips been visible, he would have grinned. “Sure.” 

[mlmxreader]

Workdays | Spawn

request; "May I request "who else would it be?" For Spawn?

Summary: after wishing your hellspawn farewell. Heading to your office job and not even an hour there at that point your boss calls you into his office but, something don't seem right...

Spawn/male!reader

(Sorry if it's not that good btw have a good day)" // anon

summary; [read above]

notes; male!reader

The giggles and coarse laughter echoed in your mind as your trainers splashed in puddles along the pavement, cars rushing by with a wet spray that just about missed hitting you, people crowding on the streets to gawk at the most recent artwork that was spray painted on a shop wall; the giggles you had let out as you bid goodbye to your Hellspawn boyfriend, who had laughed coarsely and harshly in return, calloused hands reaching beneath your arms to fix your tie, burning emerald eyes staring back at you in the mirror, a low growl telling you to take the day off. You had not even clocked into your awful office job at Peirce and Peirce, working for your stupid boss who was a specialist in mergers and acquisitions; you hated your job, and you hated your boss - but the money was good, it kept rent payments up to date, it put food on the table and clothes on your back.

You greeted Jean, your boss' secretary, when you passed her desk, and upon seeing hardly anyone else around, you sat at the edge of it, and sighed.

“It's only nine, (y/n),” Jean told you. “He isn't even in yet.”

You let out a little bit of a frustrated growl. “And to think, I came in early because of that piece of shit... I could be at home, with my boyfriend, but no! Mister Fucking Rich Dick has to fuck everythin' up... goddamn asshole.”

Jean chuckled a little, shaking her head. “He's very handsome, though, you have to admit that.”

“Oh, I'll admit it,” you hummed, sliding off of her desk and huffing. “When I'm fucking dead.”

“Coffee's by your keyboard!” She called out after you. “Just the way you like it!”

Smiling a little, you turned around and blew her a kiss. “Life saver, Jean!”

True to her word, there was a cup of coffee right by your keyboard, and you sighed with relief as you set your bag down beneath your desk, thankful to be in a cubicle on your own, and caught your breath for a moment; you wished you were at home, with Spawn, in his arms and tangled up in the sheets. He wasn't around most nights, but quite often would find time during the day to see you - even if it meant skulking around in alleyways just to steal a quick kiss.

You sighed again, this time heavy and filled with burden, as you logged onto your computer and started to work; your boss was adamant that you had to find all the information you could on the Fischer account, and why someone called Allen was working on it - or was it Paul? You couldn't remember, you didn't care in all honesty. Searching for information on other accounts was easy, it passed time quite easily and practically meant you were given a day to mess around.

But you had only been at work for all of three quarters of an hour when Jean came to see you.

“It's the boss,” she whispered. “He wants to see you.”

Groaning, you held onto her arms as you frowned. “Just stick a pen in my heart and get it over with, please?”

“Maybe one day, Mister (y/l/n),” she chuckled. “Go on, quick, before he snaps... also, I'm gonna head to that new coffee shop around the block, do you want one?”

“You've saved my ass twice, now,” you nodded with a soft laugh before letting go and making your way over to the boss' office. You were a little shaky as you knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

Nervous, you didn't look up until you were in the large room and had closed the door behind you, but the air didn't feel the same, it felt... hotter, as if someone had lit a fire in the middle of the dark blue carpet, and there was no music playing like there usually was - Huey Lewis and The News, Phil Collins, Whitney Houston were among the favourites your boss liked - just as there was no crossword puzzle on the corner beside the latest men's fashion magazines; something was wrong, and you couldn't help but to shift uncomfortably as you stood awkwardly in front of the door. His chair was facing the window, away from you, so you could only stare at the black leather pattern on the back.

“Uh, you wanted to see me, Sir?”

“Yes,” your boss started, “you see, (y/n), you're a great employee here, and I think it's time that that you took a holiday. Two weeks, fully paid.”

Your boss would never do that, he was mean-spirited and would have worked you to the literal bone if it weren't illegal; you furrowed your brows, biting and tugging at your bottom lip. “Uh, Sir? Is, is everything okay?”

The chair let out a squeak as its occupant shifted, but when your boss spoke back, you recognised his voice as someone else's. “Perfectly.”

“Spawn?” You asked quietly, your hands shaking in case you were wrong, your bottom lip starting to trickle with just the smallest drops of blood.

“Who else would it be?” Spawn chuckled as he spun the chair around, emerald burning eyes scalding your gaze. “I needed to see you.”

Relaxing a little, you dared to approach and sit at the edge of the desk. “Where's my boss, Hellspawn?”

“At home,” your boyfriend replied. “Sound asleep with someone who's definitely not Evelyn, his fiancée. Don't worry, he signed all the paperwork to approve your two weeks off, fully paid. I made sure of that.”

“But why would you-” your words faded as Spawn stood up, standing between your legs as he grasped your chin between his forefinger and thumb, tilting your head back slightly.

“He isn't going to be around much longer,” he told you. “I can tell you that much, Malebolgia is quite keen on him... but that's a different story. Right now, I want my boyfriend, the most handsome man in this office, to pack up his work shit, and get home.”

You shook your head, grasping his shoulders so that you could pull him down enough to kiss his cheek as you smiled. “Fucking Hell, Spawn... why are you so good to me?”

“I guess because you're the best thing that's happened to me in a while, Mister (y/l/n),” Spawn replied, “now, get your shit, meet me in the alleyway around the back and I'll walk home with you.”

“Okay, okay, you got it,” you chuckled, pulling away just enough so that you could press a kiss to where his lips would be. “I'll see you in a second.”

Before you could get too far, Spawn ensured to place a firm slap to your backside, causing you to laugh and bite your lip as you threw a look at him over your shoulder.

“Thank you for your time, Mister (y/l/n)!” He called after you.

tags; @ivancarreras @theprinceofchocobos @wing-dingy

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Calm It | Spawn

request; ""That's it, you're so good for Daddy, ain't you?" with Spawn bc why the hell not amirite" // @cowboywardlow

notes; gender neutral reader, Daddy!kink, uh mentions of anxiety/panic

Spawn knew you were anxious from the way that you kept pacing around your room, he knew you were scared and nervous, hands trembling in his when he gripped onto them as gently as he could; his gaze was burning, but there was a tender glow amongst the green flames as he shook his head. Daring to pull you in close, Spawn allowed you to rest your head against his chest, circling your arms around his waist as you let out a cracked whimper.

"Tell me what's wrong."

"I can't..." you murmured, shaking your head. "You'll think I'm an idiot."

Spawn would never think such a thing, he thought you were stupid at times - like when you accidentally ran into a closed glass door to meet him in the garden - but he would never think that you were an idiot; you were... well, you were just about the best thing that Spawn had had in his life for far too long. You were a masterpiece to him, in his blazing brilliantly green eyes. He sighed heavily, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, letting you snuggle in further to him, careful that he didn't accidentally scratch you with the spikes on his wrist as he gently stroked your back. Spawn was always gentle with you. Always. "It wasn't a question, little one, behave, and tell me what's wrong."

You still refused, shaking your head and trying to calm your ragged breath, trying to stop the way your chest heaved as you attempted to calm down; seconds seemed like hours and minutes seemed like days before you could finally force yourself to look up into the Hellspawn's eyes, smiling weakly. The sight of the tender blaze behind the emerald fire was always relaxing, like watching a sunset. Or the dawn. "I'm scared, Spawn... you know how important tomorrow is, and I... what if I've fucked everything up?"

The fire dulled a little, and had his lips been visible, you knew that he would have been frowning as he swallowed thickly, swiping your phone from your pocket; you watched as he opened your music app, ensuring the Bluetooth was connected to the speaker on the desk before he allowed 'I'd Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That)' by Meat Loaf to quietly play. He pulled you back in close to his chest again, grumbling softly. "Just relax, little one. You'll be fine. Just calm it." He replaced the phone, slipping it back into the pocket as he let out another sigh when you melted against him. "That's it, you're so good for Daddy, ain't you? Always fucking behaving and doing what you're told."

Playfully but weakly, you slapped his arm, causing him to chuckle lowly and gruffly. "You just had to, didn't you?"

"It's what I'm best at," Spawn replied, "well, second best thing... you don't need to be so anxious, y'know, I know you'll be fine. I believe in you."

"My Hellspawn boyfriend believes in me," you muttered. "Like some weird guardian angel, eh?"

"Somethin' like that," he agreed, shifting, perking up a little when he felt you grind against him. "Little one, you grind like that again, and Daddy's gonna get some ideas..."

"It's not my fault," you whined. "Besides, sex helps with stress relief, Spawn..."

His eyes flickered a bit darker, a spark of lust. "I could fuck the stress out of you... if you wanted me to."

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Needy | Spawn

"You were moaning my name" with Spawn please? 🥺 // ANON

Spawn had had a rough night, the clown had come back to taunt him and he was struggling to control his temper and his guilt, but when he let himself in through your back door, he felt himself relax a little... until he heard a noise upstairs, the bed creaking, and what sounded like moaning.

He tensed up, worrying that you were caught in some kind of trouble, but as he grew closer to your closed bedroom door, he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Fuck, Spawn... fuck..."

Swallowing thickly, he pushed the door ajar, and chuckled when he saw you spread out on the bed and wriggling and writhing as you pressed the back of your head against the pillows and whined his name as you worked yourself with your hand; Spawn could hardly believe the sight, and it took everything in him to speak up and to distract you.

"You're that needy for me?" He asked lowly, those bright green eyes aflame with a little more than the powers of a Hellspawn, fuelled by a growing lust.

You slowly pulled your hand away from yourself, nodding and biting your lip. "I need you, I need you now."

The lust in his eyes grew a little brighter as he knelt on the bed, being sure to be far enough not to make contact but close enough to tease as he raked a hand from your shoulder to your hip, leaving goosebumps along your skin as you shuddered and begged for his touch.

"How badly do you need me, little one?" Spawn's voice was thick with arousal by now, as he could feel the way you trembled as you tried to gain friction and more of his touch.

You whined again, a pitiful and needy sound, but you didn't care, you just wanted him, you just needed your Hellspawn, his touch, his love, you needed it. "So fucking badly... please, Daddy, please, touch me."

Spawn growled a little, using one hand to pin your hip down, the other coming up to your face as he gently ran the back of his hand from your temple to your chin, he didn't miss the way you leaned into the soft touch. "That bad, huh?"

"Please," your voice was growing hoarse as your need grew. "Please. Touch me, fuck me."

"You were moaning my name while you touched yourself," he snarled, straddling your waist and reaching up to hold your hand tightly. "Weren't you, little one?"

"Yes," you admitted without even an ounce of shame. "I was... was thinking about the other night when you had me on your lap..."

Spawn moaned softly when the memory hit him, neither of you had gotten much sleep that night, but in a heartbeat, you would both repeat it; he pressed the side of his head against yours, letting out a soft hum. "Do you want me to be gentle with you? Or should I fuck you so hard that this bed breaks?"

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Some Lovin' | Spawn

request; ""I've forgotten how good it could be to feel alive" With Spawn x Male Reader please" // @brymalibu

notes; male!reader

Spawn had forgotten how good it sometimes felt to be human, to be vulnerable and to open up, to make mistakes and not have to pay a collection of souls for it, he had forgotten how wonderful it felt to be so domestic; he knew it would never last forever, but with you, his boyfriend, by his side and cheering him on, he knew it would be a feeling he wouldn't forget anytime soon.

The smell of coffee was sinking into the air, infecting every particle with that intoxicating scent, there was a collection of pots and pans on the stove, cooking away one of your family's recipes, the sound of Whisky Bent And Hell Bound by Hank Williams Jr playing over the radio; you were busy as you switched between making coffee and ensuring that nothing on the stove would burn when Spawn suddenly grabbed you, pulling you close as he swayed you to the country sound.

"What did you do?" You asked, amused but suspicious as you looked into those burning green eyes, not scared of the fire as you sank into the rhythm, one hand on his chest, the other on his shoulder as you smiled. "Don't tell me you accidentally burned one of my shirts again."

Spawn shook his head as he chuckled softly, it had only happened the once, but you would never let him down; even if he did go out and replace it with three new shirts. Even if he did offer make up sex. "Not this time, no... I just... fuck, I've forgotten how good it could feel to be alive and... fuckin' Hell, (y/n), you've reminded me of all the shit I didn't realise I missed."

You hummed softly, sweetened up as you brought your other hand down to his chest, firm and solid as you kept your gaze on those two flames in his eyes, making you muse quietly to yourself. "You just needed some lovin', anyone could've given you that..."

"No one as good as you," Spawn growled, angling his head down so that his forehead was against yours, he let out another low growl. "You're the only man for me. The only man who could remind me of all the shit I've missed."

tags; @cowboywardlow

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Alleyways | Spawn

request; "“We have time for a quickie, if you’re up for it” with Spawn please?" // ANON

notes; gender neutral reader, definitely hints of lemon but nothing happens

Spawn was always nearby, sometimes he would cling to the crosses at the tops of churches to keep an eye on you, make sure you were safe, he always watching from a distance, and you knew; you knew he liked to keep an eye on you, to protect you like a demonic guardian angel, and it always made you smile, to think that you could look up at the sky and see Spawn keeping watch over you. It was comforting, but all the same, you worried for him; you worried that a large and strong gust of wind may knock him down, or that someone else would see him and alert somebody.

You had been walking back home after going for a run, when you spotted a familiar pair of burning emerald eyes shining in an alleyway, making you smile as you took a quick look around before daring to draw in close, your smile turning to a grin when you saw Spawn.

"You might wanna invest in a pair of sunglasses," you joked, your touch tender and affectionate as you gently traced the spikes on his wrist. "I could see you from a mile away."

Spawn grumbled something beneath his breath, shaking his head as he brought his free hand up to your face, gently cradling it with his bloodied and battered skin. "You'd be able to see me, anyways, you always do."

Chuckling softly, you shrugged. "Maybe it's just because my heart's drawn to yours..."

He let out a pleased and amused noise, bending down slightly so that he could press his forehead to yours, the hand you had on his wrist moving down, your fingers laced with his. "Can I walk you home?"

"You don't have to ask that, you know," you hummed, placing your hand on his chest, able to feel the hellspawn's heart pound and road and bang against its cage behind his ribs. You smiled. "But... thinking about it, we have time for a quickie, if you're up for it, that is."

Spawn considered it for a moment, flashes of emerald scorching where he gazed out on the street for a moment, before simmering down to a gentle flame when he looked back at you. "I think I know a place, come on."

Eagerly, you gripped his hand, excitement causing you to almost trip over your own feet as you giddily followed behind him, your chest heaving as your heart began to thunder, your hands trembling slightly with adrenaline. You could care less about going home, what mattered in that instance, was only Spawn.

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Missing | Spawn

"Sit on my lap, it helps me think" With Spawn if you still do him? // ANON

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Quite often, Spawn would find contentment in sitting on the sofa with you, his legs spread and one arm draped around your shoulders, sitting in quiet comfort for hours on end as you watched your television or played on your phone or both; but today was different, as he had not been around for a few days, and he was craving the feeling of having you on his lap. It was unlike Spawn to be so quiet about the things he wanted when it came to you - he often told you things straight away, and would start the conversation and the communication, but he could see how you were focusing on the television. You were enthralled by the show you were watching, something about lions and wolves and bears and panthers and snakes and reptiles; he smiled a little, the sight of you so focused and so concentrated on what he knew was a documentary, was something he had missed in his time away.

Clearing his throat, Spawn waited until the television went silent for a moment - a tiger stalking its prey, orange and black stripes brushing against the tall green grass, its paws heavy but silent on the ground - to lean over and tap his thigh, bringing your attention to him. "Sit on my lap, it helps me think."

You smirked, knowing what he was just trying to feel your body on his, to not miss the sensation, before humming as you made your way into his lap, your back against his chest, his arms around your waist tightly; you couldn't deny that you had missed it, the feeling of having Spawn hold you on his lap, the feeling of being so close. "What're you thinking about?"

He let out a gentle growl, placing his chin on top of your head, the soft thunder from his chest rippling through and making you lean into him that little bit more. "Nothing too important, little one, nothing too important."

You nodded, melting into the embrace easily, letting yourself revel in the way that he held you and how much you had missed it, letting yourself relax and allow yourself to stop worrying and wondering what it would be like to miss him again.