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MORTAL KOMBAT [ 1 ] MASTERLIST

here’s my list so you’re not dying to search for my works. MINORS DONT INTERACT

Requests are open!

I only write fem ocs/reader

these are the characters I typically write for. if you don’t see the character you want, you are more than welcome to request but do not expect me to do it or immediately get to it

liu kang, raiden (mk 1), mileena, kung lao, kitana, johnny cage, takeda, kenshi, cassie cage, noob saibot, erron black, kabal, kano, nightwolf, scorpion, tanya, reptile (mk 1)

here’s my second mortal kombat MASTERLIST because I have too many links on here now [ click here ]

BI-HAN / NOOB SAIBOT

“noob saibot and goddess reader interactions” - noob saibot’s intro dialogue with you [ click here ] SFW

“my one and only” - bi-han is more than happy when you choose him to help please you [ click here ] NSFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring noob saibot [ click here ] NSFW

“when they see your scars” - scenario where they see your sh scars featuring noob saibot [ click here ] SFW

BI-HAN / SUB-ZERO

“a better man” - bi-han learns to love you and take care of you better when you almost die trying to save him [ click here ] NSFW

“nsfw bi-han headcanons” - bi-han’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“are they silent or do they talk” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring sub-zero [ click here ] NSFW

“when they see your scars” - scenario where they see your sh scars featuring sub-zero [ click here ] SFW

CASSIE CAGE

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring cassie cage [ click here ] NSFW

CYRAX

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring cyrax [ click here ] NSFW

ERRON BLACK

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring erron black [ click here ] NSFW

“they get turned on when you slap them” - descriptions of them getting turned on when you slap them featuring erron black [ click here ] NSFW

FUJIN

“how do they make out?” - descriptions of how they make out featuring fujin [ click here ] NSFW

GERAS

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring geras [ click here ] NSFW

HANZO HASASHI / SCORPION

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring hanzo hasashi [ click here ] NSFW

HAVIK

“they get turned on when you slap them” - descriptions of them getting turned on when you slap them featuring havik [ click here ] NSFW

JAX

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring jax [ click here ] NSFW

JOHNNY CAGE

“too close to the heart” - johnny is persistent on being the man of your dreams even though you are a goddess [ click here ] SFW

“boyfriend tax” - johnny always slaps your ass but this time it doesn’t and it makes you mad [ click here ] NSFW

“the catwalk” - johnny invites you as his plus one to his movie premiere but a woman flirts with him and you won’t stand for it [ click here ] SFW

“nsfw johnny cage headcanons” - johnny’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“how jealous or possessive are they?” - johnny being described as jealous or possessive [ click here ] SFW but some NSFW themes

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring johnny cage [ click here ] NSFW

“they realize you’re tough starved” - scenario where you’re sexually frustrated but they help you out featuring johnny cage [ click here ] NSFW

“they get turned on when you slap them” - descriptions of them getting turned on when you slap them featuring johnny cage [ click here ] NSFW

“when they see your scars” - scenario where they see your sh scars featuring johnny cage [ click here ] SFW

KANO

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring kano [ click here ] NSFW

“they get turned on when you slap them” - descriptions of them getting turned on when you slap them featuring kano [ click here ] NSFW

“when they see your scars” - scenario where they see your sh scars featuring kano [ click here ] SFW

KABAL

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring kabal [ click here ] NSFW

“they get turned on when you slap them” - descriptions of them getting turned on when you slap them featuring kabal [ click here ] NSFW

KENSHI TAKAHASHI

“gotta be quicker than that” - kenshi always beats you when fighting but you are determined to beat him [ click here ] SFW

“nsfw kenshi headcanons” - kenshi’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring kenshi takahashi [ click here ] NSFW

“they get turned on when you slap them” - descriptions of them getting turned on when you slap them featuring kenshi [ click here ] NSFW

KITANA

“nsfw kitana headcanons” - kitana’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“battle scars” - kitana helps clean you up after you lose the fight against raiden at the tournament [ click here ] NSFW

KUAI LIANG / SCORPION

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring kuai liang [ click here ] NSFW

KUNG LAO

“if you wanna scream” - kung lao will help you awaken your arcana no matter what [ click here ] SFW

“you” - kung lao shows you just how much you mean to him after you’re jealous of him being around kitana [ click here ] NSFW

“nsfw kung lao headcanons” - kung lao’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“all talk” - kung lao finds out you have a crush on him and is determined to get you to admit it [ click here ] slightly NSFW

“kung lao intros with antihero mk11” - kung lao’s intros with you in mk11 [ click here ] SFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring kung lao [ click here ] NSFW

“they get turned on when you slap them” - descriptions of them getting turned on when you slap them featuring kung lao [ click here ] NSFW

LIU KANG

“you are my soul” - liu kang explains to you that he was in love with kitana in the previous timeline and he shows you just how much you mean to him [ click here ] NSFW

“you have chosen war with a god” - liu kang will not tolerate the disrespect that your boyfriend is displaying with you [ click here ] SFW

“nsfw liu kang headcanons” - liu kang’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“my lover, my light” - liu kang feels guilt ridden for not saving you sooner from shang tsung but you find a way to make him feel better [ click here ] NSFW

“troubled hearts” - liu kang has been avoiding you because of his feelings for you but not to worry, kung lao will give him the push he needs [ click here ] NSFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring liu kang [ click here ] NSFW

“they realize you’re tough starved” - scenario where you’re sexually frustrated but they help you out featuring liu kang [ click here ] NSFW

“when they see your scars” - scenario where they see your sh scars featuring liu kang [ click here ] SFW

MILEENA

“whos panties???” - mileena is jealous of the relationship you have with jade and finds panties [ click here ] SFW

“stay with me” - mileena never gets to see you anymore because you are so paranoid with protecting her [ click here ] NSFW

“some distance” - mileena is afraid you’ll leave her because she cannot have sex with you [ click here ] NSFW

“my insides are red and yours are too” - mileena is impressed at you being earthrealm’s new champion because you are a woman [ part 1 ] , [ part 2 ] , [ part 3 ] , [ extra ] SFW

“she’s the man” - mileena and you argue about who is the “man” in your guys’ relationship [ click here ] SFW

“nsfw mileena headcanons” - mileena’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring mileena [ click here ] NSFW

NIGHTWOLF

“nsfw nightwolf headcanons” - nightwolf’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring nightwolf [ click here ] NSFW

“how do they make out?” - descriptions of how they make out with you featuring nightwolf [ click here ] NSFW

RAIDEN

“playing with fire” - raiden finally gives in after all your advances and it feels so good sleeping with the enemy [ click here ] NSFW

“doesn’t make you any less beautiful” - raiden reminds you, princess of outworld, how beautiful you really are [ click here ] NSFW

“space between us” - raiden and you almost get caught but you have the perfect plan [ click here ] SFW

“remember me” - raiden tries to regain your memory of him after shang tsung takes it away [ click here ] SFW

“man up” - raiden finally has the courage to flirt back with you and it’s the best decision of his life [ click here ] NSFW

“time out” - raiden and you get stuck in a closed space [ click here ] SFW for the most part but gets spicy

“nsfw raiden headcanons” - raiden’s nsfw headcanons [ click here ] NSFW

“crushed” - raiden finally realizes you have feelings for him [ click here ] NSFW

“different world” raiden brings a date to the palace at the party and you won’t tolerate the disrespect his date has, causing you to end up going on a date with him yourself [ click here ] NSFW

“sfw raiden headcanons” - raiden’s sfw headcanons [ click here ] SFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring raiden [ click here ] NSFW

“they realize you’re tough starved” - scenario where you’re sexually frustrated but they help you out featuring raiden [ click here ] NSFW

“when they see your scars” - scenario where they see your sh scars featuring raiden [ click here ] SFW

RAIN

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring rain [ click here ] NSFW

SHAO KAHN

“impending doom” - shao kahn makes you a deal. if you can beat him then he won’t attack earthrealm but if you lose you have to marry him. you end up losing [ part 1 ] , [ part 2 ] [ part 3 ] NSFW

“they get turned on when you slap them” - descriptions of them getting turned on when you slap them featuring shao kahn [ click here ] NSFW

“when they see your scars” - scenario where they see your sh scars featuring shao kahn [ click here ] SFW

SYZOTH

“feelings good” - syzoth always makes you cum in under a minute [ click here ] NSFW

“never tell” - syzoth is unaware of the big crush you have on him [ click here ] SFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring syzoth [ click here ] NSFW

TAKEDA TAKAHASHI

“all mine” - takeda fucks you in doggy style [ click here ] NSFW

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring takeda takahashi [ click here ] NSFW

“how do they make out?” - descriptions of how they make out featuring takeda takahashi [ click here ] NSFW

“when they see your scars” - scenario where they see your sh scars featuring takeda takahashi [ click here ] SFW

TANYA

“are they silent or do they talk?” - descriptions if they talk you through sex or not featuring tanya [ click here ] NSFW

RANDOM/MULTIPLE

IF JOHNNY CAGE WAS A WOMAN IN MORTAL KOMBAT “JACKIE CAGE” MK 1

MORTAL KOMBAT 1 FLIRTY/SUGGESTIVE INTROS WITH OC

FLIRTY INTROS MALE MORTAL KOMBAT CHARACTERS X GODDESS READER

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barrenclan · 6 months ago

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So I've been re-reading the entire comic to find clues on who's dying and I've concocted this very big theory on what's going to happen (though there's a big chace I'm just reading to much into it becuase I'm paranoid).

ASSUMING RAZ DOESN'T JUST WIPE OUT ALL OF OF BARRENCLAN.

So first of all, Pinepaw will get killed by Deepdark, OR, he will join Defiance in a similar situation as Rainhaze. Hear me out, Rainhaze and Pinepaw have been compared to one another a lot, Cypressfoot mentions how Rainhaze was adventurous and curious like Pinepaw, he seems to have been the closest of his siblings to Rainhaze, they both brought doom to Barrenclan (and more comparisons I can't remember right now). Maybe Ranger will gaslight Pinepaw into joining Defiance out of guilt like he did Rainhaze. Or maybe the parallels were just to show how they both bught danger to Barrenclan

Nightberry will get killed by Sulfur. However I suspect that the foxes will kill one more cat, though I'm not sure who it could be.

Mallowstar is dead already rip

I think Prowl will kill Blacknose and/or the kits. Because when Cormorantpaw was playing with the kits he said there's a big WOLF who's gonna get them. But I don't think Raz has the heart to kill babies, so maybe just Blacknose.

One of the toxic sisters is going to die, only one, Beeface or Plumstripe, one finally up beats the other, but cannot be happy about it. I think it will be Plumstripe and she will be killed by a reptile, to show that Beeface's "obsesióo" with crawling things could have saved Plumstripe.

Slugpelt will die BUT she will take Rainhaze with her, for revenge for her daughter. Let the poor woman have one win before her death. Also based on the post you made "You're killing it,stop biting it's stopped moving etc..."

I think Daffodilpaw will live (assuming again you don't just kill them all"), completing her arc about finding meaning in her life besides what the clan will tell to.

Redpelt will live, gaining the courage and determination she needs to lead her clan and save the few remainder members. Completing her arc of personal growth.

Hopefully Cootstrom dies, if she does I think it will be Deepdark himself who kills her. The one who believed in the survivance of Barrenclan through it all, dies by the hand of the thing that came to destroy it. Maybe she realizes she was wrong all along, or dies to stubborn to change her mind.

Cormorantpaw is surviving, and not only that, I think he will kill someone from Defiance. I think it will be Sulfur (or Chlorine) because the weasel corpse his dad handed him as a kit had vaguely fox colors? (or maybe I'm reading to much into it). Either way, he is surviving, killing a Defiance member, but losing someone (or everyone) he loves yet again, everyone leaves him... Also if he survives he will probably take care of the kittens and become a good dad (he's good with kittens afterall).

I think Egrettail will die, but she has a 50% chance of it. Beeface/Plumstripe, Rainhaze and Cypressfoot also have a high risk of dying.

I think someone important from Defiance will die, maybe the ones I mentioned earlier or just another one. Not Deepdark tho.

Also some other theories:

I think the reason Deepdark want to destroy Barrenclan is because they escaped Longest-Claws' massacre. He wants to finish what he started. He defeated Longest-Claws, made a group better than his, and over all surpassed him in every way, the prey became better than the predator. He needs to destroy what he couldn't in order to absolutely impose his dominance over every creature, establish himself as death itself.

Based on the fact that there's one issue called "Time is a circle", I think there will be a loop, history will repeat itself. Based on everything I'm theorizing (or over-analyzing), a small part of Barrenclan will escape, with the kittens, but pinepaw will join Defiance eaten by guilt, in a desperate attempt to save what's left of his clan, and gaslighted by Ranger (who after Rainhaze's death needs another being to play and bend to his will) he will join Defiance and end up in a similar situation as his uncle. What Barrenclan does next I'm still not sure. But, eventually, many moons or years afterwards, a curious kit from the surviving Barrenclan will start looking for the secret history of his clan, and history will repeat itself...

That last one I think is very improbable (I think Pinepaw is more likely to die than anything else), but it will be (̶n̶o̶t̶) fun if I'm right.

Anyways that are my theories, I can't wait to be wrong on all of them :p. (*pulls out death bingo card)

What a powerful arrangement of theories! I have to say, I am majorly flattered by how much wonderful and introspective thought this comic has inspired in people. It feels very nice to know that y'all care so much about my silly little kitties. :] And I hope you're satisified with where I take the story in the end!

#ask #theory

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eevylynn · 4 months ago

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That Boy is a Monster

Sterek || G || Creature Stiles || 1836 wc

Derek almost blacked out at that point, that is until he felt two hands grab him and force him back up towards the surface. Gasping for air as soon as his head broke the water, Derek moved his eyes towards the left to see who his savior was. “Stiles?!” He yelped, “You’re a–”

Made using the prompt "Glowing Eyes" for @sterekbingo

I don't know what came over me, but I just cranked this whole thing out in the course of one afternoon. That never happens, but I was like a woman possessed with this thing, so here you go!

Also, yes, I acknowledge the irony that I didn't use a different square for this story, lol.

~*~*~*~

“Stiles, run!” Derek yelled, frantically turning to push him away from the giant reptile creature. That split second of making sure the human ran to safety proved dangerous for Derek because the humanoid lizard thing whipped its tail, scratching the back of Derek’s neck.

Almost immediately, he felt the difference the paralytic venom made on his senses, muffling them. He had a vague thought of wondering if this was how human hearing worked. Derek heard Stiles’ voice say something, but it felt like his brain was working sluggishly, almost like his body was putting everything into fighting off the venom before it seized hold over him.

It took Derek a second to register Stiles slipping under his arm, helping him run around the pool, and away from the creature.

“Where is it? Can you see it?” Stiles asked.

“No! Just Hurry!” Derek said briskly. “Call Scott!”

They needed help. Erica was knocked out, Boyd was busy, and Derek wasn’t going to put Isaac in danger of getting arrested by coming onto campus. Not to mention he was too far away. Scott was close. Besides, even if Derek wasn’t Scott’s favorite person (for whatever reason Scott decided on this time), he’d come to save Stiles at the very least; Scott’s very human best friend.

Stiles had his phone in his other hand, frantically trying to call Scott for assistance. In classic Stiles fashion though, he fumbled the phone, dropping it to the ground, releasing his grip on Derek in the process–

“Stiles!” Derek shouted desperately as he fell. “Son of a –”

If Derek thought things were muffled before, there’s nothing like being paralyzed in a pool. He was barely able to take a breath before submerging completely. Derek felt the paralysis take full hold of his body by the time he hit the water.

Powerless.

That’s how Derek felt as he slowly sunk to the bottom. He couldn’t even move his head, much less do anything to save himself. Maybe it was what he deserved for everything that has happened in his life. What Derek deserved for what he had done.

Derek’s head felt fuzzy as he lost the oxygen in his brain. His vision was starting to get fuzzy…

Then, he saw it.

Two bright, seafoam green orbs floated towards him.

Derek almost blacked out at that point, that is until he felt two hands grab him and force him back up towards the surface.

Gasping for air as soon as his head broke the water, Derek moved his eyes towards the left to see who his savior was.

“Stiles?!” He yelped, “You’re a–”

Holding him with surprisingly strong arms, the younger teen looked very different from the human Derek thought he knew. His pale, speckled skin had taken on a greenish sheen. His shorn hair was the color of seaweed, and his eyes, sure enough, were a glowing seafoam green. On each side of his long, graceful neck, right below his jawline, were real life gills, opening and closing as the water Stiles was treading entered them. The hands holding him had a thin web of green skin connecting them together.

[continue reading on ao3]

#sterekbingo #my writing #writing #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #eternalsterek #teen wolf #teen wolf fanfiction #fanfiction #creature stiles #merman stiles

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flowersforchoso · 1 year ago

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Intro dialogues w/ mk1 male characters

background: fei is an oc and a chloromancer which means, she's a practitioner of plant magic. these are intro dialogues with the men of mortal kombat 1. ranging from friendly, flirty, subtextual romance to animosity.

sub-zero: you're as delicate as a rose

fei: wait till you see my deadly thorns

sub-zero: i do not wish to fight you

fei: are you conceding defeat already?

fei: i have immense respect for you but i wont stand down

sub-zero: a fatal mistake

fei: you have something against me. what is it?

smoke: i- well...

fei: you find me alluring?

smoke: your powers are

smoke: you'd fit right in with the shirai-ryu

fei: a compliment, but i doubt it

fei: for the last time johnny, its a no.

johnny cage: wait. i just wanna ask for gardening tips

johnny cage: you could be the leading lady in a movie. just let me contact my agent

fei: i'm not interested in your proclivities

johnny cage: i've been thinking about going vegetarian

fei: this concerns me how?

havik: you're pathetic and weak

fei: a baseless assumption you'd soon come to regret

havik: chaos is order, beauty is oppression

fei: you gain converts by spouting such nonsense?

havik: when order has been replaced by chaos, you'll be by my side

fei: keep your delusions to yourself, havik

shang tsung: your powers would be beneficial

fei: i won't be subject to your sick experiments, sorcerer

shang tsung: when i say join me, i'm being diplomatic

fei: never! not even in my death

fei: how do you live with yourself?

shang tsung: *laughs* its all too easy

reptile: i've- i've never met someone like you

fei: is that a good thing or a bad thing?

fei: you bleed green?

reptile: does that terrify you?

reptile: have you ever heard of the kytinn?

fei: yes. they're truly... bizarre

fei: you're so different from your brother

kuai liang: sharing blood is where our similarities begin and end

fei: how is young hanzo doing?

kuai liang: very well.

kuai liang: you still trust bi-han? after everything he's done?

fei: not trust. more so, understand his perspective.

general shao: i'll trample upon your vines and thorns so scamper.

fei: if raiden can take you down, then i can

general shao: your kind should not be in battle

fei: care to explain further, general?

fei: i must admit, you're terrifying

general shao: *laughs* and you still choose to proceed, woman?

fei: crafting a world and maintaining it must be tedious

liu kang: a price for the greater good

liu kang: don't overwork yourself

fei: thanks. i'll try not to

liu kang: its regrettable. what we've become

fei: i'd rather not dwell on it

kung lao: you and lord liu kang were a thing?

fei: how- how did you know of this?

fei: your ego will soon be your demise

kung lao: doubt it. its one of my greatest assets

kung lao: i'm single y'know

fei: tell that to someone who cares

reiko: liu kang is not gonna save ya

fei: i'm more than capable of holding my own

fei: basking in the glory of war makes one inhuman

reiko: keep your sanctimonious drivel where the sun doesn't shine

fei: you're no soldier, you're a criminal

reiko: and what does that make you? a sheltered brat

fei: the way tarkat holds you hostage worries me

baraka: i do not need your pity

baraka: i'm sure my mere presence sickens you

fei: don't assume such baraka.

baraka: my ilk are treated worse than dogs

fei: its terrible. they deserve better

fei: you have alot of luck on your side with that amulet

raiden: *laughs* even without it, i'm formidable

fei: confidence is not pride. gladly wear it

raiden: i suppose. old habits do die hard

raiden: you're like mother nature herself

fei: *laughs* i'm nothing but a custodian

fei: how are you so bereft of principles despite being a high mage?

rain: don't speak on things you do not know of

fei: its comical that you run with a tail between your legs afterwards

rain: i'm not above seeking repentance

rain: my storm will wash away your plants

fei: water only fosters nature.

fei: i've never faced a blind swordsman

kenshi: it'll be your first and last encounter

fei: is it possible for others to control sento?

kenshi: try it. the anticipation is killing me

kenshi: i was in the yakuza once.

fei: so you admit to having blood on your hands

fei: what does the future hold for me?

geras: that, i cannot say

fei: being only a construct must be a terrible fate

geras: why do you presume so?

geras: just as the stars are infinite, so are the grains of sand

fei: proverbial. but where are you going with this?

#mortal kombat 1 #sub-zero #scorpion #smoke #kenshi takahashi #reiko #johnny cage #geras #rain #raiden #liu kang #kung lao #baraka #general shao #havik #reptile #bi han #kuai liang #tomas vrbada

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cienie-isengardu · 28 days ago

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Bi-Han and Shang Tsung seen through the various "timelines", p.1

Or: Cienie collects data about how Shang Tsung and Bi-Han's relationship looked in different source material through the years. And by "Bi-Han" I mean all incarnations of Sub-Zero that took part in the tenth Tournament or were Shang Tsung's hired assassin around that time.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT (1992)

Sub-Zero’s Ending:

"After receiving the title of Grand Champion, Sub-Zero disappears back into the shadows from which he came. His only goal in the tournament was...the assassination of Shang Tsung. He was paid a large sum of money by one of Tsung's wealthy enemies. With his mission accomplished, Sub-Zero will collect his fortune and retire from his dangerous profession."

>> MORTAL KOMBAT: BLOOD AND THUNDER (1994)

Issue #0

"It is true that there are those who would thwart my plans. Their mission is only common bond they have. Save for the exceptional fighting prowess [...] I'm uncertain of Sub-Zero's background, but based on the markings of his uniform, he probably belongs to the Lin Kuei, a legendary clan of Chinese ninjas. [...] Each of them has his own agenda, but they all wish to stop me. To do so, they must fight their way through my personal guards and they must do the impossible and defeat mighty Goro. And then... should they somehow accomplished all of that... they would have to deal with Shang Tsung himself.

Issue #2

"Representing the Outworld province of Katala... this is Grum. And battling for the Lin Kuei clan... Sub-Zero.

Sub-Zero: Where are you taking me? Goro: We're going to escort you to special "quarters" to await your next match. Do not be so jumpy, my friend. There is nothing to worry about.

Sonya: Look! I want to know what's going on here! I demand to speak to Shang Tsung! Sub-Zero: Is it not obvious, woman? There is no end to Tsung's treachery.

Issue #6

Sub-Zero: I came to the Island of Shang Tsung to claim the title of Grand Master of Mortal Kombat. The time has come for the Lin Kuei clan to rise to its place of power.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT BATTLEWAVE (199-?)

*This comic book is followed by "A cold day in Hell" in which at the end we met younger Sub-Zero, which is why I count Battlewave as the source for "Bi-Han". There is not much direct information of Shang Tsung & Bi-Han's interaction, but the elder Sub-Zero helps Kitana who opposes Shao Kahn, so by default they are enemies.

Issue #6

Shao Kahn: The CHallenge has been issued and it may not be refused. Two teams shall do battle, seeking a goal of my choosing. Shang Tsung will lead the forces of Shao Kahn, battling for Outworld and Rayden shall lead the forces of Light, representing Earth and those sympathetic to his goals.

Team Outworld: Shang Tsung, Goro, Kintaro, Scorpion, Reptile, Kano, Mileena, Smoke, Jade, Siang.

Team Earthrealm & allies: Rayden, Liu Kang, Sonya Blade, Johnny Cage, Kitana, Sub-Zero, Jax, Kung Lao, Baraka, Bo.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT: TOURNAMENT EDITION - "A COLD DAY IN HELL" (1995)

Some of them are from Earth realm. Others are from here on Outworld. They have been separated by the whims of the Dark Emperor... into two teams lead by opposing personalities.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT CARD GAME (1995)

Sub-Zero is a member of the Lin Kuei and one of the deadliest assassins alive. He joins the tournament as one of Shang Tsung's hired mercenaries in exchange for the secrets of Tsung's arcane magic.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT MOVIE (1995)

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Shang Tsung (to Sonya, Johnny and Liu Kang): "Scorpion and Sub-Zero. Deadliest of enemies. But slaves under my power."

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Shang Tsung (after Sub-Zero's demonstrated his ice powers and killed a man): Flawless victory.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT (novelization of the 1995 film) by MARTIN DELRIO (1995)

“You!” Shang said. “What are you doing here, old one? This is my domain. Here the emperor pronounces the law.” “Indeed.” “Then tell me, Rayden, god without miracles, why do you come? To see your fighters destroyed, your realm lost, and you yourself humiliated? Is it really worth the price you must pay to come here, to see those things?” “I have reason to expect a slightly different outcome,” Rayden said mildly. “Tell me, if you are so confident of the results of the tournament, why do you go even now to visit Prince Goro?” “I pay my respects to Outworld’s greatest champion,” Shang Tsung said. “What is so odd about that?” “Nothing, if you did not travel with your ninjas,” Rayden said. “Did you think I would not recognize Sub-Zero and Scorpion? If you go to visit a friend and ally, you have no need of those two.”

Shang paced in, Sub-Zero and Scorpion at his side, never breaking stride.

Another gong sounded. Shang Tsung stepped forward, a line of monks pacing him on either side. Sub-Zero and Scorpion, the two ninjas, kept their usual pace just behind him.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT NOVEL by JEFF ROVIN (1995)

“You may be right,” Shang Tsung said. “Tell me again why Kano was the best man for this job – why we couldn’t get the man I wanted.” Goro reached into the smaller of two bamboo cages set before him, pulled out a small struggling horny toad, and put its head in his mouth. He bit down. “Because the man you wanted, Sub-Zero of the Lin Kuei ninjas, was not available.” “I know that,” Shang Tsung said, his reedy voice impatient. “Why wasn’t he available?” Goro used a thick finger to push the rest of the horny toad into his mouth, and after shaking the cage to see what else was in there, he dug through a wriggling layer of garter snakes to pull out a newt. “Because he killed an assassin by the name of Scorpion, and went into hiding. No one knows where in China he is, not even other members of the Lin Kuei.”

The wizard’s fingers curled into a tight ball, and he rattled it at the circle of ooze-covered powder on the floor of the shrine. “I haven’t come this far to be stopped by a mortal… even a mortal who is aided by a deity!” “Then you must act… against Liu.” Shang Tsung nodded. He would love to find a way to act against Rayden himself, but he dared not step into the circle to consult with Shao Kahn. He didn’t want to face the god’s ire now that they knew the blundering idiot Kano was being followed – and by three members of the White Lotus Society no less – men, women, and even children who were masters of the martial and ninja arts. Even if he were to send Goro out to intercept them, that was no guarantee of victory. The giant Shokanite might have no trouble stopping one of the White Lotus members, but three? For that, Shang Tsung would need special assistance. Help that was sly and moved like the hornet, quietly and unseen. “Where is he, Ruthay? Where is the only one who can help me?” There was a long pause. “I… am looking.” Then, the disembodied voice said, “I see him… Shang Tsung. He is hiding.” “Where?” “In a cave… in a cliff… north of Wenzhou.” “That’s just like him,” Shang Tsung said. “With the fees he charges, he could live in splendor. Yet he chooses a life of hardship and study.” “And death!” Ruthay said. “Yes, death,” Shang Tsung admitted. “Don’t be too harsh on him, Ruthay. Some people deserve to die. I will summon him–” “Wait! Be warned, Shang Tsung. He is cursed!” “Cursed? By whom?” Ruthay wailed, “By the immortal Yu.” Shang Tsung felt cold spiders crawl up his spine. “The demigod Yu?” “Yes… he who is said to dwell in the underground caverns of Horse Ear Mountain… which is sacred to the goddess Kuan Lin. He who protects the canals… and the tunnels… and looks after all who use them, human and animal.” “What did our brash friend do to Yu?” “He… killed a man,” said Ruthay. “What man?” “A toll-taker… one who had given up a life of crime… one who had been a partner of the man… you… seek.” “And how did that crime come to the attention of the spirit of Yu?” Shang Tsung asked. “The man was killed… slowly disemboweled with a sword… while accomplices forced his wife and his son to look on! After his murder… the man’s remains… were dumped into a canal!” Shang Tsung raised an eyebrow. “Is that all? I was expecting something truly terrible!” “It was!” Ruthay shrieked. “When he disposed of the body… in that way … he profaned one of the sacred waterways… of Yu!” Shang Tsung smiled now. “Then he is definitely the man I want,” he said. “Anyone who is impudent enough to insult a demigod won’t be afraid to attack a member of the White Lotus Society, or the gods who watch after them. I will send Hamachi, Ruthay. When he nears his goal, see through his eyes and guide him!”

Opening the door, the wizard pushed past the two hooded souls that were attending to the many birds in the palace aviary. The bulk of the collection of birds from around the world, and their ornate cages of balsa and steel, of bamboo and ivory, of twigs and even string, was for Shang Tsung’s own enjoyment. He luxuriated in the specimens, which ranged from the common nightingale to the imposing pine grosbeak, from the rufous-sided towhee to the glorious yellow warbler, from the black vulture to the red-tailed hawk. But some of the birds were kept more for practical purposes. His falcons were trained to fly to the mainland and kill with claws of poison, while his beautiful white pigeons were trained to carry messages to spots all across eastern China. Going to a small writing table tucked in a corner of the stone chamber, Shang Tsung lit a candle, dipped a fountain pen in red ink, and wrote in small, tight characters on a slip of rice paper: LIU KANG AND TWO OTHER MEMBERS OF THE WHITE LOTUS SOCIETY ARE CAMPED TO THE WEST OF WUHU, HEADED EAST TO INTERCEPT A BAND OF BLACK DRAGONS. THESE INTERLOPERS MUST BE STOPPED. YOU ARE MY LAST HOPE. RETURN THE BIRD WITH A TOKEN SO I WILL KNOW THAT YOU HAVE GONE AFTER THEM. SHANG TSUNG After finishing the message, the sorcerer went over to one of the cages, carefully removed a pigeon, rolled the paper around its right leg, and fixed it there with a length of red string. Holding the bird in both hands, he made his way under and around the many cages to the window. The black shutters of the window were closed, and one of the hooded servants scuttled over, released the catch, and threw it open. Shang Tsung bent close to the bird and said softly, “I know you won’t fail me as my fellow humans have, devoted Hamachi. Fly true and take my urgent message to the region you know so well. Ruthay will see through your eyes and guide you from there. Then return to me, my delicate servant. Come back safely and soon, and I will offer up a human sacrifice to you.” With a last look into the black-pearl eyes of his precious messenger, Shang Tsung threw the pigeon out the window and watched the bird bat its white wings until it was swallowed by the starlit sky. “Fly, my precious. Fly! You who do not need the waterways, the tunnels, or the favor of the arrogant Yu to accomplish your mission!”

He dwelt in a cave two hundred feet up the face of a cliff by the sea. The mouth of his home was barely wide enough to accommodate a slender adult, and was accessible only by climbing the sheer wall of rock, a feat that was impossible for most adults and daunting even to the few arachnids and marsupials that tried it. Maybe some of them were even sent by Yu, he thought with a smirk, little assassins who would chastise me for having spilled blood in his precious canal. The smirk faded as he thought back to the murder. The blood of a traitor… one who took the oath and then turned his back on us. One it had taken two decades to find. The traitor Yong Park had committed the ultimate crime: even if Yu himself crawled into the cave, he would find the killer unrepentant and willing to kill the former ninja again. The cave was located two hundred miles south of Shimura Island, though it was still hours before dawn when the pigeon reached it. Landing in the narrow mouth, the bird cooed once then stood still, as it had been trained to do. The ninja was awake and beside it in an instant, crouched beneath a ceiling that didn’t allow for him to stand. Dressed only in a white loincloth, despite the cold floor and chill air in the cave. He was reading the message by moonlight a moment later. A smile crossed his lips, lips so pale and claylike that they appeared dead. His small, very narrow eyes looked from the message to the bird to the moonlight that lit just the entrance of his dark abode. He ran the back of an index finger up and down the bird’s breast. “Good Hamachi. Return to your master so he will know that I have received his message and am on my way to do his bidding. For a price, of course,” he said. He glanced at the several pyramid-shaped stacks of scrolls in the rear of his cave. His fee was another manuscript from Shang Tsung’s library, one of the many scrolls that were centuries old, dating back to the dawn of the days of the first ninjitsu and containing arcane secrets of the league of assassins to which he belonged, the widely-feared Lin Kuei.

>> MYTHOLOGIES: SUB-ZERO (1997)

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Sub-Zero: I vow to serve and obey the Lin Kuei. Grandmaster: Welcome back, my warrior. I have a new undertaking for you. It seems your recent exploits have caught the eye of yet another sorcerer. I'd like you to meet the retainer of your services. His name is Shang Tsung. He would like you to compete in a small tournament... called Mortal Kombat.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT 9 (2011)

Chapter 2: Sonya

Shang Tsung (to Sonya): You will face Sub-Zero, of the Lin Kuei clan of assassins.

Chapter 3: Scorpion (Bi-Han's death)

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Chapter 7: Smoke

Smoke: Tell me what you know of Sub-Zero's death. Shang Tsung: *shapeshifts into Bi-Han* Smoke: What-? Shang Tsung: Despite his failure at my tournament, I'll wager he was more powerful than you, Lin Kuei.

>> MORTAL KOMBAT 11 + AFTERMATH (2019-2020)

Shang Tsung's Official Gameplay Trailer

Story Mode: Fujin's chapter

Shang Tsung & Noob / Bi-Han using similar looking attack in the same chapter:

Intro dialogues: Shang Tsung vs Noob Saibot

Shang Tsung: No more haunting my island's shadows. Noob Saibot: Your island is Kronika's property. Shang Tsung: So she is your master now?

Shang Tsung: It's astounding you survived a Soulnado. Noob Saibot: My darkness is immutable and unkillable. Shang Tsung: But is it transferable, Bi-Han?

Noob Saibot: Take your place in the Netherrealm. Shang Tsung: I would rather raise Onaga. Noob Saibot: That would be most unwise.

Noob Saibot: I have no soul to steal. Shang Tsung: I'll kill you, just to be sure. Noob Saibot: You may try, Shang Tsung.

Intro dialogues: Shang Tsung vs Sub-Zero (Kuai Liang)

Shang Tsung: You lack your brother's efficacy. Sub-Zero: Because I maintain my integrity. Shang Tsung: Integrity is no weapon, Kuai Liang.

Sub-Zero: My brother paid a high price serving you. Shang Tsung: He knew the rules of Mortal Kombat. Sub-Zero: But then you rigged the tournament.

#mortal kombat #shang tsung #bi han #sub zero #cienie's research #collecting source material for my own use but decided to share :)#it is ironic how bi han for a great part of earlier “timelines” was enemy of shang tsung and how with time it progressed #into bi han is shang tsung's hired assassin and one hold in great regards #onslaught and liu kang's timeline i'm leaving for separate part #as there is plenty stuff to keep in mind #i hope i did not forget anything important #Youtube

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bestygogirl · 11 months ago

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BEST YGO GIRL: Round 3, Group C

Match 4

please use this as an opportunity to say why you like a character, not why you don't.

Propaganda under the cut!

Misty Lola

misty lola is such a girl boss. we stan reptile type ygo characters in this house!!! misty recruits an innocent into her evil death cult and is still not in the wrong. just wants revenge for her little brother and gets results done. forgive and forget? no! lizard death god eat that bastard!

Isis Ishtar

gorgeous, very caring sister, strong duelist, and the only woman to ever make Seto Kaiba squirm

anyways. not only as mentioned above is she the first woman to make kaiba squirm, but she was by all means going to beat him if not for the millennium rod's millennium interference. yami marik admits that she's a strong duelist with a strategy that's been working for literal years-- and given that she's not like, a professional duelist, thats pretty impressive

she also recently got some really cool meta bumps and let me point out that an "ishizu deck" now includes obelisk the tormentor-- which we knew she had prior to giving it to kaiba, but i think it only solidifies my opinion that she very much could wield an Egyptian God Card, an exclusive little club for top tier duelists

as a character she presents herself with an amazing amount of poise and grace, shes compassionate and kind and stays with mai and serenity even though she only just met them. shes struggling through living the past 5 years of her life drowning in guilt for her family's tragedy just because she wanted to make her little brother happy and shadi is a fucking liar. shes foretold her own death and marches towards it grimly but with so much love in her heart. and even then shes 20 years old and holds an important position in the egyptian government that typically requires a doctorate degree AND has been dealing with mariks off-and-on bullshit entirely by her lonesome. she also likes to flex her fortunetelling a little which is awesome i think she should do that more that scene where she tells the guy exactly how the stele is being transported was so everything

speaking of shes got such an attitude. "is it your destiny to waste my time?" iconic. never seen before will never be seen again. watch the duel between her va and joeys its so fucking funny

shes excult. shes doesnt flinch in the face of god nor death. seto kaiba and yami marik respect her. shes so sad and so sweet and battle city couldnt have happened without her.

also her parallels with kaiba are what motivate kaiba to give yugi the card he needed to beat marik.

kaiba, in duelist kingdom, was ready to jump off a ledge if yugi didnt let him through to face pegasus while trying to save mokuba out of sheer desperation to save his little brother. he KNOWS what that dedication feels like and the iron kind of will you need to have to make that kind of gamble. isis is being so fucking legit with what shes saying and he respects that and her judgement enough to change his mind and not only watch the duel, but give yugi a card that eventually helps him win, even if he has no real confidence in the odds. but theres a CHANCE, which is the same thing he taught her when he beat her in a duel. the layers its her faith that moves him to act. which is so crazy

anyway vote isis shes my best friend forever and a real rep for all the 20 year olds who honest to god did not sign up for this bullshit

#best ygo girl poll #round 3 #yugioh 5ds #misty lola #misty tredwell #yugioh duel monsters #isis ishtar #ishizu ishtar

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 2 years ago

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Good evening, my request is for a protagonist who is the daughter of Leviathan and Behemoth. And Ziz's younger sister Let me explain, well… with the version of the myth that I understand. God had created three creatures to be tied to the will of his creator, but they challenged him and managed to have free will on their own and decided to live as they saw fit. Behemoth would travel to the plains he wanted and would populate the green fields that he liked the most, Leviathan would rule the depths of the sea and could devour anyone who trespasses his already marked territory, Ziz would fly through the firmament and cover the sun whenever he pleases and play with the birds that it protects under its shadow. God got upset and tried to kill these three creatures, but he could only kill Leviathan after sending an angel with his blessing, Behemoth never knelt before his creator and was furious when his partner (Leviathan is female) was killed, Ziz was more fast and never allowed to be reached by any attempt to knock him down. Well, going back to the request, let's say that Behemoth had a baby with Leviathan, and Ziz took her to a place out of sight of the gods by order of Behemoth, the latter to save his baby was chained by the gods below of the earth and that these will think that only the elusive Ziz was left. Ziz raised the baby until she became a strong girl, because they can have human form, something like Kobayashi-san's dragons, which in their human forms still have their tails, horns and wings showing. Ziz, then receives the help and protection of the Valkyries when they find out what happened, giving them a more suitable and comfortable place to live. How would Poseidon, Shiva and Buddha react if they fall in love with a mysterious woman who is always with the Valkyra as a bodyguard, and then find out who her parents are?

-It had been thousands of years since Ziz, the ruler of the skies, had been seen, hiding away from the eyes of all, gods and humans both.

-Ziz vanished shortly after the gods banded together to destroy their first creations, Ziz himself, Behemoth, and Leviathan.

-They were only successful in killing Leviathan, only because she was in labor with a child, fathered by Behemoth, but she refused to let them know that, as she knew the gods would take and do who knows what with her child.

-Behemoth was captured, chained deep below the earth, captured willingly, so Ziz could escape with his daughter, Y/N, who then hide himself and the child away, taking on a human form to hide his massive form and using his abilities to transform Y/N into a more human-esque form.

-You were an inquisitive child, giving Ziz several heart attacks when your own wings grew in, scaly like a reptile, then came horns and a long tail, all of them making sense when you were able to transform yourself back into your true form, a dragon, covered in F/C scales.

-Ziz taught you to fly, hiding beneath clouds to avoid the eyes of the gods, and he taught you to fight, to defend yourself, and how to be compassionate, teaching you to love, being the best big brother he could be to you.

-Once you were old enough, Ziz told about your parents, about the death of your mother and the sacrifice of your father and his imprisonment.

-You argued with Ziz, demanding that he take you to your father, so you could rescue him, but your brother refused, telling you of the wishes of your father, as he wanted you not only safe, but free, and your freedom was worth his imprisonment.

-You grew into a lovely young maiden, but even in your human form, your tail, horns, wings, and clawed hands remained, but you were bothered by them.

-You were flying high in the sky, flying amongst the clouds, changing the shapes with your speed, having fun when you spotted a maiden on a winged horse, making you blink in awe, as you had never seen another flying creature that wasn’t a bird or your brother.

-You kept your distance, hiding in the clouds, wanting to see more of this maiden and her mount, but you remembered Ziz’s warnings, to not be seen by others.

-After following her for a while, you dove down and took off back home, remaining out of sight, or so you thought.

-When you arrived home you called out for Ziz, letting him know you were home and instantly he charged out of the home, putting himself in front of you, protecting you as you turned, your eyes widened, seeing that maiden had followed you.

-The maiden’s name was Brunnhilde, a Valkyrie, introducing herself as a demigod, and one that hates gods, for their selfish and cruel natures.

-Ziz knew of the Valkyries and knew that she was telling the truth and you were introduced to her, as she knew Ziz.

-She had no idea that Behemoth and Leviathan had a child together, but nobody knew except for the three of you.

-Ziz spoke with her, inquiring why she was out and about, while you were inspecting her horse, stroking carefully and her mount wasn’t scared of you, allowing you to do as you wished.

-She was just out to get away from Valhalla for a bit, getting some fresh air and getting her horse some exercise.

-Ziz was looking over at you, a smile on his face as you fed her horse an apple, a smile on your face, before she spoke, “Would you consider living with us, Sky Ruler, with the Valkyries in Valhalla? The gods know you’re still out there, and I know you don’t want to risk Y/N’s safety, so what is your opinion on hiding right under their noses, with us?”

-He chuckled, smirking lightly at her, amused at her plot, but he could see that she was concerned about you, wanting you to be safe, as she remembers the day Leviathan had been killed and Behemoth imprisoned well, she didn’t want anything bad to happen to you.

-You were in awe in Valhalla, getting to live with the Valkyries as well as Ziz, who became their stablemaster for their winged horses, so he could continue to fly, but told you and Brunnhilde both, that his name was no longer Ziz, but Renanin, to keep himself hidden.

-You weren’t bothered by his name change, as you knew that he and you both were now hiding, just in better living conditions, and your only rule was to not let anyone know who your parents were.

-The Valkyries were quite taken with you, from Brunnhilde, the eldest, to Goll, the youngest, as Brunnhilde had confided in them of who you and Renanin both were.

-Renanin could handle himself when it came to fighting the gods, if they ever figured it out, as his power grew with age.

-You however, were still considered quite young, despite being around for centuries, and although way stronger than you let on, they all wanted you safe.

-You were never seen without a Valkyrie by your side, sometimes with more than one of the sisters at a time.

-Nobody knew who you were, besides the Valkyries, many gods had seen you around, and they knew you were a dragon goddess of sorts, but other than your name, they knew nothing about you, and several were curious about the mysterious maiden that was constantly guarded by the Valkyrie sisters who never seemed to let anyone get close.

-Poseidon- You were different, you seemed to radiate power, he could tell by your aura that you were very powerful, but also so unique with your dragon like features. You were unlike any maiden Poseidon had ever laid eyes on, and adding on the fact that you were guarded by the Valkyries so fiercely, he wanted more, you were like a treasure being held just out of reach. The Valkyries were respectful to him when he approached but he knew they didn’t want him around you, not trusting him as his temper has been known to violent at times. He surprised all of them by speaking quiet with you whenever he came around to visit, gifting you shells, being… gentle! Even Zeus was shocked by his brother’s actions towards you, teasing Poseidon who got defensive and threatened his brother with violence. He found it a bit amusing when you took him flying, him riding on your back after you turned into your dragon form, in return taking you to the ocean. Many thought it was cute, seeing the god of the sea courting a flying dragon maiden. When it was slipped, completely by accident by Renanin, Poseidon was stunned, to learn you were the daughter of the first lord of the sea, your mother Leviathan and Poseidon thought it was amusing to see him and the Valkyries ready to throw hands with him to keep you safe, thinking that he was going to threaten you. Poseidon agreed to keep quiet, asking for nothing in return except for being able to still speak and hang out with you, which shocked many, some thought he was going to take you and out who you were to everyone, while some were thinking he was going to blackmail them for his silence. Your relationship with Poseidon was slow, he didn’t mind, as he had all the time in the world, plus it gave him more chances to prove to the Valkyries and Renanin that he wasn’t going to betray them or you.

-Shiva- He had seen you in passing, walking with Thrud who was showing you around, he had done a double take when he first saw you, the dragon parts of you catching his eye first then your beauty. You were so unique! Parvati, Durga, and Kali all saw you as well, taken with your looks as well and they were quick to approach, greeting you warmly. Thrud didn’t seem too bothered by the three goddesses as you introduced yourself and they returned it, the five of you talking warmly with each other, as she knew that she could easily pull you away if you felt uncomfortable. Shiva was a bit intimidated to approach, even though he was married to three of them, but you were in awe of his own unique features, five eyes, purple-blue skin with tattoos, and he had four arms! You were adorable to all of them when you asked Shiva why he needed so many wives, Parvati giggling warmly at you, before he just grinned, “I’ve got lots of love to give!” all four of them were so nice to you, and Thrud took a step back, letting you do as you please, trusting your judgement with these four. They all seemed drawn to you, to your uniqueness, and they had so much fun riding on your back after you changed into your dragon form, flying high in the clouds above with them, letting them play with the clouds. The Valkyries were hesitant with your growing relationship with the four of them, as was Renanin, your brother inquiring if you were okay joining a relationship where a god had four wives already. You were hesitant, but at the same time, they made you feel so welcome, they never made you feel like the oddball out when you were with them. It was your brother who accidentally let it slip who your parents were in front of your partners, all of them gawking in shock at you before your brother stood in front of you, ready to defend you. However, Shiva wasn’t bothered, as he had not participated in the events that had befallen your parents as he saw nothing wrong with them, and all four swore to keep your secret, wanting to protect you, as you were the fourth wife to be and they weren’t going to betray you.

-Buddha- Had met you only in passing at first, sensing your power and interested in your wings and tail, but didn’t go out of his way to seek you out, at first. The Valkyries had no issues with Buddha, as he was the same, hating most of the other gods, and he didn’t abuse his power like they did, so when he started to come around more, they were a bit more laid back. The same couldn’t be said for Renanin, who only saw Buddha as a man going after his little sister, which the Valkyries thought was rather cute. Buddha was very laid back but enjoyable to be around, and you were one of the few people he shared his snacks with. He found your reactions cute when you would try something new, seeing your eyes sparkle and the blush on your cheeks. He couldn’t imagine a life without his snacks, especially sweets, he was distraught to find out that you grew up without these things, only being introduced to them when Buddha gave them to you. Flying with Buddha had been eventful, when it was around Valhalla he found it enjoyable and fun, but when you went higher, into the clouds, he was hugging you so tightly, afraid of falling off. Buddha wasn’t even alive on earth when your parents were killed and captured, so when you told him of your lineage, he wasn’t overly bothered, he wasn’t going to say anything that was going to risk your safety, plus it was another middle finger to the other gods in power. You adored Buddha, enjoying any time you spent with him, and he felt so at ease with you, except when flying, that’s when he would pout and refuse anything to do with you, which was amusing to you.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror poseidon #ror shiva #ror buddha

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msjansaccountant · 10 months ago

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What the fuck do reptiles smell like

So that may sound like an odd question, but it's been bouncing around my noodle for a while. Throughout ROTE Robin Hobb repeatedly makes reference to dragon's breath having a "reptilian stench," but like, what does that mean??

I live in Queensland, Australia so I've met some fairly large lizards before. One time I even got mauled by a big ass blue tongued lizard while trying to save it. I've also had many friends who kept bearded dragons as pets. And yet in all these years I've never noticed these little guys to smell like much of anything. And if they did smell like something, it wasn't so distinct that it I smelt it again I'd go "fuck, that's a reptile stink right there."

So what's going on here? Can any reptile experts give me a hint if these kooky critters have a distinct stank about them or not?

My personal theory is that reptiles don't have a distinct smell and that Robin just took a shot in the dark and guessed they did. Why would she do this, you may ask? Because this woman grew up in Alaska and probably hadn't met a single lizard for the first 20 years of her life, and therefore just assumed they had a smell about them.

#realm of the elderlings #rote #farseer trilogy #robin hobb #reptile #liveship traders trilogy #dragons #Tintaglia

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mk-smokescreen · 7 months ago

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MK LEGENDS BLOOD BOUND:

Chapter 2: ROBIN'S RETURN

Landing somewhere outside of Outworld's capital, Sun Do, Robin meets with some close acquaintances, asking them about strange appearances recently. They mentioned about a mysterious figure who used blood based powers to destroy large portions of buildings. The caped crusader took this into account and went along with his mission. As he was walking into a bar, He then met up with Reptile and Erron, who were surprised to see him after a while.

REPTILE: Red Robin. It is nice to see you again. It has been a long time since those Special Forces came.

ERRON: You up to play sum' poker? There's always an extra seat.

ROBIN: That would be nice, but I'm here on a mission. I've heard of strange happenings in this place, and I'm here to see what's the deal.

ERRON: Well, maybe you could some soldiers who're already on that case.

ROBIN: Wait, people are already doing my job? I ought have came sooner…thanks anyways, fellas.

He says, as he goes along his way. As soon as he reaches the other side of town, he see's a row of soldiers, being led by someone who looked weirdly familiar. Suddenly, it all came back to him, a feeling of hate rushed through his veins as he looked at the woman leading the crew of soldiers.

MUCHACHA: Alright, men, spread out and look for this blood bender, I'll investigate some people in the market.

she says, as she starts walking, and Robin throw's one of his daggers at her, making his presence known. She growns in pain, as Robin walks out in front of her to deliver his speech.

ROBIN: Well, you ain't exactly Shao, but I guess offing you will be vengeance enough.

MUCHACHA: What are you on about? Who even are you?

ROBIN: Wrong question. The right one being: Are you ready to pay for your father's actions?

he says, pointing another one of his daggers at her.

MUCHACHA: You just asume that the late Shao Kahn is my father because we look exactly the same?

ROBIN: Well, I'm not saying that but--- YOU GET THE POINT! For a long time I held this grudge against Shao Kahn and...

Before Robin could finish his emotionally repressed speech, the general grabbed his wrist and headbutted him so hard that she broke a large chunk of his mask off, revealing his eye and knocking him on the ground.

MUCHACHA: By the Gods, you talk so much.

ROBIN: Oh, Okay, now its on, fugly.

he says, as he gets up, and takes a fighting stance. He then charges towards her, and she dodges and grabs his feathered cape to hold him in place.

MUCHACHA: You seem to be a fool if you think you can take on an outworld general, little bird.

ROBIN: That's it, you're goin' down!

He says, as he does a back flip to kick her in the head, pushing her away and letting his cape go. He then takes a moment to look at the shards of his now broken mask.

ROBIN: Okay, if you have any money I can borrow to fix this, maybe I'll spare your life.

MUCHACHA: Not likely, stranger. I will end your life, and you will regret trying to take mine.

ROBIN: Well, can't say I didn't try.

He says as he moves in to finish the job. But before he could do anything, a solider walked into frame, knocking out the caped crusader with a hit upside the head.

MUCHACHA: Great timing, man. You saved me from wasting more time.

SOLDIER: Sorry, General Amara, I'll be faster next time. How do you want to proceed, ma'am?

The general, wiping blood off of her forehead and shaking it off.

MUCHACHA: Tie him up, confiscate his weapons and call the other guards. We shall let Kitana Kahn decide his fate.

And with that, Nico was knocked out, his cape tattered, his weapons taken and the remains of his mask put aside. The soldiers took him back to the palace, and put him in the dungeon until morning, where he will finally face his fate. Muchacha kneeled before Kitana, who sits on a throne besides Mileena and Rain.

KITANA: Why have you come here, general?

MUCHACHA: This... human was in Sun Do, and attempted to murder me.

MILEENA: I say we should just kill him, and hang his body from the palace.

RAIN: You aren't thinking outside of the box, Mileena. After all, the palace does need a new paint job.

KITANA: By the Gods, you two... Show this human to us, Amara and "THEN" we'll decide what to do with him.

The general nodded and left the throne room, and brought a tied up Nico and tossed him in front of the three on his knees, as he wakes up slowly.

ROBIN: Uuuugh, my aching head...

KITANA: Well, would you look who's back without saying hello.

MUCHACHA: Wait, you know him?

KITANA: He protected the palace in secret while you did it in public.

Robin shakes his head, noticing he's back in the palace, a place he hasn't seen in a while.

ROBIN: Oh, hi, Kitana Kahn. Can you tell this shithead to release me? I got places to be and things to do-

MUCHACHA: (Kicking him with her knee) Be quiet!

KITANA: Let's not act brash, general. The masked man has a point, but so do you. You two are dismissed.

She says, gesturing to Mileena and Rain to leave.

KITANA: But before I decide on your fate, Robin, tell me: why did you attempt to take the general's life?

ROBIN: See that's a funny story, ma'am. See, I was on a job here, and then this bitch over here showed up. I had flashbacks and remembered that I hate Shao Kahn's guts for his men murdering my family, so I thought that this could have been the best act of vengeance. Though I didn't know she existed and I didn't know she was General. So yeah, not that funny.

KITANA: That's the kind of logic that would've got you killed, had you succeeded.

MUCHACHA: But that doesn't mean you're safe, you still attacked a general, which is an executable offense.

ROBIN: Look, fish lips, I'm not scared of you. Your pops is the only person at fault and the one thing you did to offend me was break my mask, which I spent HOURS on, and you'll pay for it, like it or not--

KITANA: SCILENCE!

Both the general and the masked man were taken aback by her sudden raise in tone, and they were silent, and waited for the verdict.

KITANA: (sighing) Amara, release this man and return his equipment.

The general turned to the Kahn in disbelief.

MUCHACHA: Ma'am, this is blasphemy!

As one guard took Robin's daggers to bring them back, the blades flew out of his hands and sliced the ropes off of the masked man and returned to his hands.

ROBIN: Well, seems like I'm a free man again. Smell ya later, Shao Junior!

KITANA: Robin, one more thing...

Robin turned, to see what the fuss is about.

KITANA: Why have you returned?

ROBIN: Oh! Uh well, there were these sightings about a person who would destroy buildings with blood construcks so I went to investigate.

KITANA: Interesting… general Muchacha.

MUCHACHA: Ma’am.

KITANA: Aid Red Robin with his quest.

ROBIN: What a load of--

MUCHACHA: Ma'am, you can't possibly be serious about this!

KITANA: The masked man is a close acquaintance, I trust him enough to not lie to me. You two may go now.

Both the general and the masked man left the palace. Amara was furious about the whole ordeal, she felt betrayed, humiliated and insulted by her own leader. As they walked out, Nico gave the general his hand.

MUCHACHA: Put your hand out for me again, I'll break each and every bone in it. Slowly. One by one.

ROBIN: Alright, cool your shit, dude.

He puts his hands in his pockets, and the two go on with their quest.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat au #mk #mediocre writes mk #smoke screen au #mk oc red robin #mk oc muchacha #kitana #mileena #mk rain #rain #outworld

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To Build a Home

Chapter 2: Liability

TW! Violence, blood and injury, medical intervention, death.

Masterlist / Chapter 1

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(One month later...)

“Alright...The trash has been taken out, the floor’s been mopped, umm...all the glasses have been washed and put away. What else- oh, yeah! I’ve just finished counting the till - everything’s accounted for. I’ll just pop it in the safe...Done. Alrighty. Anythin' else you need me to do before I get going?”

Val stood at the threshold of her manager’s office, coated in sweat and exhausted from the long night; awaiting approval to finally clock off and head home.

Her manager turned away from her computer monitor to acknowledge the brunette. “Yeah, that should be it.” She offered a weary smile. “You’re good to go. Thanks, Valerie. Stay safe.”

Relieved, Val sighed inwardly. “Thank you. You too. See you tomorrow night.” As she turned to grab her belongings, the woman glimpsed the time on the wall-mounted clock beside the desk - it was after midnight. She turned back to her manager with a grin. “Actually, I’ll see you tonight.”

The blonde chuckled and rolled her eyes, waving her employee off. Donning her scarf, jacket and purse, Val clocked off and exited the underground bar, ensuring to lock the door behind her.

Val walked briskly down the dimly lit street, periodically checking her blind spots and maintaining a firm grip on her pocketknife concealed inside her purse.

She wasn't naïve; she knew she was toying with fire by being out alone after dark, but she didn't really have a choice in the matter. She didn't own a car nor a bike, and her funds were too stretched to afford a cab-ride home. She just had to make do for now, at least until she was more financially stable.

Several minutes into her walk and she hadn't come across a single soul. No traffic, no pedestrians, no obnoxiously loud music. Save for the distant wailing of sirens, the area was dead silent.

She quickly checked the time on her Fitbit, unwittingly tightening her grip on her pocketknife. It was just after 2:30am...on a Saturday. In Harlem.

This makes no sense.

The woman could feel the hairs on the back of her neck prickle.

I don't like this. Her pace quickened. I don't like this at all...

A loud metallic crash to her right froze Val in her tracks, and she immediately whipped out her blade. She shakily pointed the knife down the darkened alleyway, toward the noise's source. She could still hear some movement up ahead.

Stealing a glance down the street toward her apartment, she mentally calculated the time it would take her to floor it the rest of the way home.

Val's head snapped back at the barely audible sound of pained groans, followed by hissing. She lowered her weapon slightly as concern began to override her fear, and she took a tentative step forward.

Slowly, Val proceeded down the alleyway, entire body trembling with anticipation. Part of her was eager to aid this person, but the other part was screaming for her to run.

She approached several overturned trashcans, accompanied by droplets of fresh blood leading round the back of the building, outside her line of sight. The screaming grew louder. The woman faltered a moment, fighting the increasing urge to turn her heel and flee.

It's okay, Val.

You're fine.

You'll be fine.

It's gonna be fine...

She continued further.

Rounding the corner, she swiftly and roughly found herself relieved of her only means of defence and staring down the end of a peculiar looking pronged blade.

She froze, throat clenched and heart juddering violently against her chest.

You should've run.

You should've fucking run.

Eyes adjusting to the darkness, Val quickly realised the figure uncomfortably slumped against the building, holding her at knifepoint, was not human.

In truth, she couldn't pinpoint what they looked like exactly. Their pebbled, ashen-green skin and turtle-like shell led her to assume they were some unknown species of reptile, but they were presenting a few humanoid features as well. Their brilliant amber eyes, narrowed into a hostile yet fearful glare, tracked her every move.

The woman's expression softened slightly. There was something familiar about those eyes but, for the life of her, she couldn't figure out why. As she frantically wracked her brain to find how she knew this...person, they began lowering their weapon, eventually letting it slide out of their grasp and onto the pavement beside them.

That's when she saw it.

“Holy shit...” Val squeaked in horror. The entire left side of their body – from the top of their head down to their abdomen – was drenched in blood.

Was it their blood or someone else's? She couldn't tell. From her position, she was struggling to find any injuries beneath all that mess. Her eyes darted to their face as they winced, after a failed attempt to shift into a more comfortable position against the wall.

Val immediately dropped her purse. “Here,” she spoke gently as she approached. “Lemme help you.”

The humanoid turtle snapped their head toward her, eyes wide. “Don’t-” they whipped a three-fingered hand out to stop her.

Then it hit her, like a tonne of bricks.

“You...!” She gasped, hardly able to believe her denseness up until this point.

How could ya not know who you were looking at?!

He wasn't some average Joe. No, he was a near 6-foot talking turtle-man, for crying out loud!

Val's memory of that night was a mess. She could remember being up on that roof and injuring her hand (she had the splint and a couple hundred dollars in medical bills to prove it), but the rest was a blur.

He must've just been another element her mind had repressed for the sake of her sanity.

The red-banded terrapin compressed his lips, silent, but Val caught a flicker of recognition in his eyes before it warped into a frown. “Get outta here,” he managed, with laboured breaths. “It ain’t safe...”

Watching his chest plates slowly rise and fall, she spotted a trickle of fresh blood as it fell from the penny-sized hole betwixt his shoulder and plastron.

He'd been shot.

Val’s panicked eyes darted to his hairless head. A four-inch gash marred the top half of it, narrowly avoiding his temple and left eye. His torn bandana lay amongst it, the fibres having merged with the partially coagulated blood.

“What happened??” She reached out instinctively to further inspect the wound. He snatched her wrist, though there was hardly any strength in it; she could have easily slipped out of his grasp if she wanted to.

“I said get outta here,” he growled, eyes piercing hers with a warning glare. “Go home. It ain’t safe.”

“Why? What happened-”

“For fu-” He winced, hand darting to his bloodied shoulder. As he slowly applied pressure to the wound, he hissed through gritted teeth.

“Here,” removing her scarf, Val wrapped it around her hand to form a tight loop. “Try this instead-”

“Will ya just-” he stiffened when she touched him, to which she immediately retracted her hand. They locked gazes for what felt like forever, neither one sure of the other.

“Please,” She insisted gently. “Lemme help you.”

He scowled, clearly flustered by her flagrant disregard for his wishes. He turned toward his injured shoulder for a moment, expression unreadable, before eventually returning his gaze to her with a defeated sigh.

“Your phone...”

Val promptly snatched her phone from her jacket pocket and unlocked it. She dialled the number he read out to her, then pressed ‘call’.

As he reached out to retrieve the offered device, she noticed he was becoming increasingly languid in his movements, as though he were actively fighting to stay awake.

She wondered how long he'd been out here, in this state, before she found him...

---

“Hello, this is Donnie, your friendly IT tech support. How may I assist you?”

“Hey, Don. I uh...I need a hand.”

“...Raph? Wha...Why are you calling me on this line? Where’s your shell-cell?”

Raph squeezed his eyes shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose, vision growing blurry. “I, uh...I-I misplaced it. You can track me usin’ this, yeah...?”

“What’s going on?”

He could hear commotion on the other line as Donnie presumably transferred to a wireless headset.

“Had a run-in with a few a’ those purple... motherfuckers...”

“Alright, stay on the line; I’m triangulating your location now... Raph, are you still there? Keep talking to me... Who’s that with you? ... Raph!”

---

“SHIT-”

Val caught the terrapin’s head just before he hit the ground, promptly sliding her purse beneath it to provide some cushioning.

“Hey, can you hear me??” She pet his blood-stained cheek. No response. She petted again, more firmly this time. “Hey!” Again, no response. He was out cold.

Oh, God. Oh, no...

As she checked his throat for a pulse, the brunette reached for her phone; she could still hear voices on the other line.

“Hello??” She called, struggling to keep her voice even. “You still there?” She heaved a relieved sigh when she finally located a pulse. It was faint, yes, but there it was.

“Hello, who’s this?” A masculine voice answered. “What’s going on?” Val could hear clamouring on the other line as they spoke, and at least two other voices.

“He fell unconscious,” she answered, putting the phone on speaker as she attempted shifting his body into a less awkward position. Each extremity required about all her strength to move. “He’s been shot - once, I-I think – in the shoulder. And he's got quite a large cut on his head. I don't know what from... There's a lot of blood.”

Retrieving her scarf, Val carefully wound it around the terrapin’s injured shoulder. As she did so, she glimpsed another similar sized hole close to his left shoulder blade. Inspecting it, she found the bullet had chipped part of his shell upon exiting his body. “I think I’ve found the exit wound!” She exclaimed, tying off the scarf at his clavicle.

“Okay. That's good. We know where you are; we'll be there in about two minutes. May I ask your name?”

“Valerie.”

“Valerie. Alright, keep talking to me, Valerie. Is he still breathing?”

“Yes, but his pulse is weak.”

“Hurry, Mikey!” One of the background voices bellowed.

“Okay, we’re coming,” The first voice replied. “Do you have anything you can use to make a tourniquet, to staunch the bleeding?”

“Already done. Is there anything I can do about his head?”

“Is it still bleeding?”

“No, it's stopped.”

“Just keep it clean and clear of debris; we’re almost there.”

“Okay.”

The roar of an engine pierced through the silence about a minute later, with two pairs of headlights illuminating the once darkened alleyway.

Val shielded her eyes as what appeared to be a heavily modified sanitation vehicle approached, screeching to a halt beside them.

Several doors swing open, and they were quickly descended upon by three shadowy figures. When her eyes finally adjusted, the woman was stunned to find three more humanoid turtles – armed to the teeth – standing before her.

The tallest, blue-banded one moved first, breezing past her as they hurried toward their unconscious friend. The other two were quick to follow. “Mikey, grab his legs,” Blue ordered, hooking his arms beneath Red’s shoulders.

“Watch his shoulder!” Purple hissed as Orange kneeled to grab Red’s ankles. Val recognised his voice; he was who she was speaking to over the phone. Donnie, was it?

As Blue and Orange hoisted him up, Blue turned to her with a decisive look marring his scarred features.

“Would you come with us, please, miss.”

It sounded more like a command than a request, and Val panicked a moment. She wondered, as Donnie offered a calloused, three-fingered hand for her to take, what kind of mess she'd just gotten herself entangled in.

Nevertheless, when her frightened gaze fell upon the unconscious figure being loaded into the truck's cabin, she felt compelled to comply.

Snatching up her purse, Val turned to accept Donnie’s hand. She could feel his breath against her neck as she followed the other two inside the truck, flinching when he slammed the door shut behind him.

“You can sit there if you like,” he gestured to the seat nearest to herself. “I’d buckle up, though.” She quickly did as she was told.

“Get us outta here, Mikey,” Blue ordered as Orange (or Mikey?) climbed into the driver’s seat. The truck lurched backward as it reversed out of the alleyway and onto the empty street.

Val gripped her seat and snapped her eyes shut, bracing herself for a rough ride. She stifled a yelp as she felt the truck lurch again, forward this time, as it proceeded weaving through the streets toward an unknown destination.

Amidst the chaos, Val finally mustered enough courage to open her eyes, finding Blue and Donnie on the floor of the cabin, hunched over their friend.

Donnie was busy tending the shoulder wound, while Blue did the same for the head wound. Her discarded scarf lay amongst the growing pile of equally soiled cloth, including Red’s bandana.

She could hear the two conversing hurriedly amongst themselves, passing tools and materials back and forth. They swapped places at one point, allowing Donnie and his remarkably steady hand to skilfully close the head wound with a large stapler.

The brunette flinched with each snap, but it emitted no response from the unconscious terrapin.

Meanwhile, Blue had inserted a cannula and was busy taping it down when he lifted his gaze to call Donnie’s attention. Val couldn't decipher everything being said, but she did hear blood being tossed around between them. Blood – transfusion?

She was so preoccupied attempting to listen in that she hadn't realised Blue was now staring across the cabin, at her.

“Did you see what happened?” He asked, snapping her out of her reverie.

Val visibly tensed under his scrutiny. “No,” she answered quietly, shaking her head. “I found him like that.” She braced herself for more questions but Blue simply turned away, returning his attention to his injured friend.

Turning toward the front of the truck, Val watched as they pulled inside a concealed entryway and eventually rolled to a halt.

After shutting off the engine, Mikey climbed inside the back of the truck to slide open the side door, allowing Blue and Donnie to carry Red out. He then turned to Val, offering her a small smile as he reached for her shoulder to lead her outside.

“Don’t worry,” he reassured, when she flinched under his touch. “We aren’t nearly as scary as we look.”

The orange-banded terrapin gave off a completely different vibe to the others. He had a kind, boyish face, and baby blue eyes. His shamrock green skin was near unblemished, save for a few nicks here and there. He had a youthful, comforting voice that reminded her of her brother.

He looked like someone she could trust, but so many strange things were happening all at once, she simply couldn't believe it.

“Where are we?” Val demanded, afraid to press forward. The temperature had markedly dropped and a pungent smell hung in the air. They hadn't travelled for long. Five minutes, tops. Why's it suddenly so cold? And what the hell's that smell??

As Mikey opened his mouth to answer, they became distracted by a sudden commotion outside.

---

Raph woke with a start, wincing at the immediate pressure against his throat. “Don’t you dare move,” he heard his younger brother, Donnie, hiss behind him.

“What the... how...?” Vision clearing, the injured terrapin found himself laid atop an uncomfortably cold metal table. He attempted shifting his weight but was quickly immobilised, held down by what he soon found to be his older brother, Leo, glaring back at him.

“We’ll talk later.” It was clear by the tautness of his jaw he was choosing his words very carefully.

“The bullet penetrated your left subclavian artery," Donnie informed him, preparing a syringe of clear liquid. "I need to seal it before I can close the wound. I’m giving you some morphine to help with the pain.”

As he injected the medication into Raph’s outer thigh, he continued. “This won't work straight away, obviously, so Leo’s gonna give you something else for now.”

Great...

Leo elevated his brother’s head slightly to allow him a swig of undiluted whiskey, before resting him back down onto a pillow.

“Bite down. Hard,” He instructed, pushing a tightly rolled hand towel between Raph’s teeth. The injured terrapin did as he was told, squeezed his eyes shut, and braced himself.

---

Val sat anxiously on the near spring-less sofa in the enormous living area, fingers clenched around the strap on her purse, heart pounding in her ears. The weight of her decision had finally hit her, and she mentally slapped herself for obliging these strangers.

Home was so close, she chided herself. You should have just run.

Now you're was in a strange place, with strange people, and no way to escape or defend yourself.

You’re an idiot. An absolute idiot.

It'd been about twenty minutes and she could still hear Red’s muffled screams; it was agonising to hear. What the hell were they doing to him in there? Did they not have local anaesthesia, or general?

She didn't get the chance to interject as Mikey ushered her out of the room, but Blue assured them he'd talk to her once they were done. Who knows how long that would be...

Did I ask for help from the right people, or did I unknowingly walk us both into a dangerous situation?

Unable to deal with the unknown any longer, Val snapped her eyes shut, covered her ears, and buried her face in her elbows. There, she fought to regain composure, but her thoughts where spiralling.

But he asked me to call them. Why would he do that if he didn't trust them? Why did I not just call a fucking ambulance?!

Breathe, Val. Breathe.

You’ll be no good to anyone if you can’t keep your head on straight. Breathe in and out... In and out... That’s it.

Finally lifting her head up, Val felt heat in her eyes and a wetness on her cheeks. She realised she'd been crying, and swiped the tears away with her jacket sleeves. She took one last deep breath in and out, before settling against the back of the sofa to wait.

Red’s screams had finally reduced to strained groans. Thank God, whatever they were doing must be coming to an end.

Val flinched as Blue suddenly appeared in the corner of her eye. She inched away, wary gaze trained on him as he approached. He didn’t even react as he leaned against the arm of the chair opposite her; arms folded, peering down at her.

Blue had a more mature, structured face, with olive-green skin and piercing amber eyes - similar to Red's. Around his waist sat a thick leather strap, and another that reached across his plastron and over his right shoulder. Attached to his shell(?) were twin swords, measuring about half the length of his body. Unlike Mikey's, his scales was peppered with scars of various shapes and sizes; the most distinct one extending across the top of his head and beneath his mask.

Blue silently scrutinised her a few moments, expression unreadable, before letting out a deep sigh and softening his posture. “Are you hurt?”

Val blinked. “W-what..?” She murmured.

He silently motioned to her chest area.

Confused, the woman looked down. “Oh,” she pulled at her blood-stained shirt and jacket. “I didn’t... this is his. Is he-”

“-He’ll be fine,” Blue answered curtly. Val compressed her lips, unsure whether to probe further. He must've noticed this as he elaborated. “He was jumped by some thugs.”

“The Purple-”

“-Dragons, yes.”

The Purple Dragons...

The hairs on the back of Val’s neck prickled. What were they doing here? Wasn’t Brooklyn their turf? Unless they extended their reach... Suddenly, the thought of forking out money for a 5-minute cab-ride home no longer sounded outrageous.

“Looks like I’ll be cabbin' it home from now on, heh...” she muttered, shifting nervously in her seat. Blue quirked a brow-ridge at that, but otherwise remained silent.

“It’s Valerie, isn’t it?” He finally asked.

“Hm? Oh, y-yeah, that’s right,” Val answered, just now remembering she'd already given them her name.

“I'm Leonardo,” he offered.

“Okay...” She was unsure what to make of this situation; his demeanour frequently shifted from cordial to borderline hostile, as though he were actively determining her status as a threat.

Leonardo opened his mouth to speak but promptly stopped himself. Another moment of silence. He stole a glance at the room his injured friend was in. “I, uh...” he returned his gaze to hers.

There was softness, and what looked to be a hint of pain in his eyes, as he continued. “I wanna thank you for what you did tonight, for my colleague. I doubt very much he'd have survived if you hadn’t intervened.”

At that, the woman's tense posture eased slightly, and she offered a small smile. “You’re welcome..."

Leonardo nodded, perhaps a little too long, as he stared forward. The pain had spread to his face. Val’s brows furrowed with concern, and she tilted her head in an attempt to regain eye contact with him.

As soon as he realised, he quickly cleared his throat and straightened up.

“I’m sure you can understand why I have to ask you to keep this – us – a secret.” He finally spoke; eyes narrowed, words sharp - resolute.

Back to business, then?

“I think so...” Val replied quietly. She was beginning to get whiplash from this emotional rollercoaster.

“My colleague did a reckless thing allowing himself to be seen by you – by everyone,” Leonardo sneered, almost to himself. Val stared at him, wondering whether he knew she and his ‘colleague’ had met before.

“We have enemies, which is why I need you to keep this to yourself. This isn’t just for our sake but yours as well. Anybody caught associating with us will become a target. Nobody can know...Please.”

“I promise.” Val could feel the dread creeping in on her again...

“Good,” Blue nodded, finally pushing himself away from the arm of the chair. He eyed her clothing once more. “We’ll take you to the bathroom, so you can wash up, then drop you home.”

“I can go home..?” A bewildered Val asked, as Blue passed to lead her to what she assumed would be the bathroom.

“Of course,” he replied matter-of-factly. “You aren’t a prisoner here.”

The woman suppressed a scoff as she pulled herself from the sofa to follow him. The bathroom wasn't too far from where they were sitting, about fifty- to one hundred feet. After following a long and narrow corridor, Leonardo paused beside a heavy swing door and motioned for her to enter.

Val acknowledged him as she pushed said door open, then promptly closed it behind her. She checked for a lock, but there was none. She realised why as she turned around; this was a communal bathroom.

Six cubicles, four sinks, no windows. It was relatively clean, save for a few scraps of paper towel on the floor and countertop. Two neutral-coloured bathmats hung over the first two cubicles. Upon inspection, Val found they'd been converted to showers, with several half-empty bottles of men’s shower gel perched atop the tiled ledge above where the toilets used to be. Three of four ceiling lights worked, while the other flickered eerily on and off.

Are we underground? It made the most sense. The sewer?

Sewers aren’t like this, are they? They don’t have these large, open spaces, let alone bathrooms. So, what else could it be? An old subway station?

Val spent several minutes attempting to clean the dried blood from her shirt. The jacket was a little easier - faux suede - but everything will need a thorough soaking when she returned home.

At least I wasn’t wearing white this time, heh...

She washed her soiled hands thoroughly. After discarding all the used paper towel in the trash, the woman tugged her jacket around her body to cover the remaining stains, then made for the door.

Mikey, who was waiting at the entrance of the corridor, waved her over.

“Any luck?” He enquired, motioning to her clothing as she approached.

“What? Oh, this? It’ll be fine...” She found herself distracted by his demeanour. His restless hands and worried eyes betrayed the smile on his face. She could only imagine what more he'd seen and heard of his friend.

His friend...

“Can I see him..?”

Mikey’s mask finally slipped as he compressed his lips. He looked like he wanted to oblige, but something told her he wouldn't do so. “I wouldn’t,” he quietly answered. “He, uh... he needs his rest.”

“Is he okay?”

“Yes, and no.”

“What happened? What did they need to do?”

Mikey turned his gaze away from her, clearly uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry, I- you don’t have to answer...”

Val felt helpless. This man was there when she needed somebody, and she was too much of a fucking coward at the time to say ‘thank you’ to his face...

Just leave it alone.

This is not about you.

“I’ll be giving you that ride home, if that’s okay with you?” He wasn't asking permission, but he was still considering her feelings. She liked him the most, so far.

“Yeah, sure. Thank you..."

The drive was awkward, to say the least. Val sat in the front passenger seat this time, quietly directing Mikey where to go. Aside from the occasional grunt of acknowledgement, the terrapin kept his mouth shut and his eyes forward. She could hear him struggle to level his breathing, and his grip on the steering wheel was so tight his knuckles had turned white.

She regretted bringing up his friend. She understood all too well the pain they'd likely be in right now; to have been so close to losing someone they care about.

She hoped Red recovered quickly. Though she barely knew him, he seemed like the strong and resilient type.

"Just here, please," Val pointed to the dimly lit front entrance of her run-down apartment complex, and Mikey rolled the truck to a stop in front of it. Confident everything was accounted for, the woman slung her purse over her shoulder, opened the door, and stepped out.

As she turned to close the door, she noticed Mikey staring at her, conflicted.

"He'll be okay," she reassured gently. "Thank you for driving me home-"

"Raphael."

Val stopped the door mid-close.

"His name is Raphael," Mikey repeated. "Thank you for saving my brother..."

Val gawked at him. She couldn't believe it. She'd resigned herself to knowing nothing about the man who saved her life, but now she could finally put a name to the face and know that he has a family.

"I wouldn't call him that, though," the terrapin added, chuckling wistfully. "He hates it with a passion... Just call him Raph."

Raph. Suits him... Wait, what?

He was speaking as though it were possible to see him again... could it?

As the woman attempted gathering her thoughts, Mikey reached into the centre console to retrieve a business card, handing it to her. "If you wanna get a hold of us, give this woman a call. Her name's April... I'll let her know she might expect a call from... Valerie, is it? Yeah, I'll let her know."

Val turned the card in her hands. "Why are you doing this for me..?" It seemed to her that they were incredibly private people, wary of outsiders. Why was he helping her get back in? And who was this April person? "I mean, of course, I'm grateful... But won't you get into trouble for this?"

Mikey shrugged his shoulders. "You seem like one of the good ones," he explained. "Besides, Raph's gonna wanna seek you out eventually - to thank you. I figured I'd do some of the work for him."

Val's heart skipped a beat. "Thank you, Mikey." At the mild surprise she'd elicited, she smiled, quipping gently, "I'm a good listener."

He smiled back.

With that, she finally closed the door, and the pimped-out garbage truck pulled off down the empty street.

Too tired to even think about having a shower at this point, the woman simply stripped down to her underwear and collapsed into bed.

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Pain finally pulled Raph from his dreamless slumber.

One by one his senses returned to him. He felt a softness beneath him – a mattress, finally. The rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor, among other electrical noises, indicated that he was still in Donnie's lab. The intense smell of blood and antiseptic assaulted his nostrils. He attempted opening his eyes, but the harsh light above him forced them closed again. He tried shifting his body, but everything hurt.

Everything hurt like a bitch.

"Raph, hey-" He heard Donnie's voice from beside him as the problem light was removed. "Can you hear me?"

The injured terrapin opened his eyes, without resistance this time, but his vision was blurred. "I can hear ya, Don," he answered hoarsely. "But I can't see shit."

"Okay, well, that should clear itself up pretty quickly," Donnie reassured, as he rummaged through his tools. "I'm gonna check your pupil dilation. You could have a concussion."

The purple-banded terrapin clicked on a small torch and proceeded shining it in his brother's left eye. "Can you see that?" He enquired, wiggling the light slightly.

"I can see it," Raph grumbled. "I just can't see it clearly."

Donnie continued asking questions as he moved on to the right eye. "Are you experiencing any nausea or dizziness?"

"Dizziness, yeah."

"Does your head hurt?"

"Everything hurts, Don."

"Do you know where you are?"

"The Lair."

"What's your full name?"

"Are ya serious?"

"Just answer the question."

"...Hamato Raphael."

"Thank you. Do you remember what happened last night, before you lost consciousness?"

He remembered. He remembered vividly. "Yes..."

He'd gone out for some air.

He could understand, to an extent, Leo's change in personality after...everything. They all changed, in a way. But his eldest brother had become insufferable to be around. They'd finally developed a healthy friendship, but then...he just has not been the same since.

He'd become an invasive, controlling, manipulative person. A shadow of his former self. And Raph couldn't deal with it.

So, he left for a little while.

He took to alcohol to drown his feelings. It was by no means a healthy coping strategy, but it helped in the moment, and that was good enough for him.

He was about a third of the way through a bottle of rum when he heard a commotion inside the consignment store below. A loud crashing sound, then two gunshots rang out. Extortion job gone wrong, perhaps?

He'd dropped the bottle to descend the fire escape, then crouched down beside a large trash bin. Sai at the ready.

A single man burst out of the side entrance, sprinting down the alleyway in his direction. He barely made it ten feet before the red-banded terrapin jumped him, slamming him against the brick wall.

The young man's black hood flew off on impact, revealing the signature Purple Dragon tattoo curled around his throat. Raph didn't have a chance to react further, however, as he suddenly felt another presence with them...

Pop.

He heard it before he felt it, but when he felt it, he felt all of it. It was as though his arm had been ripped from his shoulder. One of his Sai clanged to the ground. He released the first man to retrieve his second Sai.

Pop.

The next thing he knew, he and the second man were on the ground, and the first man disappeared.

He didn't know how long he'd been out for, but when he attempted to open his eyes, he couldn't see a thing. His face felt hot and sticky. His ears rang. He reached up to examine himself. Blood was everywhere.

Groaning in pain, the terrapin hauled himself to his feet. He did his best to clean his eyes with the tail of his bandana. The second man was dead, Sai protruding from his throat. The first man was, indeed, nowhere to be found.

Fuck, I'd made a real mess of this...

Nursing his injured arm, Raph staggered toward the body. Purple Motherfucker. He plucked away the Sai, then proceeded collecting the other.

He stumbled around topside for a while, trying to figure out the best course of action. Stupidly, he didn't think to bring his shell-cell, so he had no way of communicating with his brothers. If he acted quickly, he could've had the strength to open a manhole, but he didn't believe he had it in him to make it home in time. If he collapsed in the sewers, he would've been a sitting duck for ravenous rats. And he didn't feel like being eaten alive, so, he stayed.

Then she came.

In a city with a population of nearly 19 million people, she was the one who stumbled upon his stupid ass. She stayed to help even when he told her to leave...

She saved my life.

"Where is she?"

Donnie opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off when Leo suddenly entered the room.

"Mikey drove her home."

He must've been eavesdropping on their conversation. His amber eyes pierced Raph's with a deep scowl, and Raph returned it in kind.

"So, let me get this straight..." Leo began as he stalked toward the bed. "You went out, alone, without any way of contacting us in case you got into trouble... You got drunk... You responded to a crime prematurely by not bothering to count how many perps were in the area, so they got the jump on you... You exposed us to a civilian... Did I miss anything?"

"Leo, this isn't the time-"

"No!" Leo snapped, jabbing a finger in Raph's direction. "You’re a sorry excuse for a ninja, if you can even call yourself one. I can't trust you not to get yourself or anyone else killed! You’re a liability! You've dishonoured me, and you've dishonoured Master Splinter-"

"Don't you dare!" Raph trembled with anger. Nothing hurt more than his heart right now. How dare he bring up their father in that way?!

"You need to leave, Leo." Donnie was between them now, attempting to force his eldest brother out the door. But he'd not finished.

"Listen to me, Raphael. If anything happens to us, or anyone else, because of your little stunt, it will be on you!"

"That's it. Get out, now!" After managing to push his brother all the way out of the door, Donnie slammed it in his face.

He and Raph were silent awhile, attempting to process what just transpired. Some words were said that could never be unsaid.

"Are you okay..?"

No response.

"I, uh... I'll go out and talk to him... He's probably just-"

"I don't care, Don," Raph interrupted, voice low and monotonous, barely acknowledging his brother. "Do what you want. I really don't care."

Donnie nodded sadly before slipping out, leaving Raph alone with his thoughts. As the door clicked closed, the injured terrapin's eyes grew hot with tears. He swiped them away.

No, don't you dare cry!

Don't give him the satisfaction of knowing he got to you. Not now, not fucking ever!

...But he's right, though.

This whole thing could've been avoided if I'd just stayed home, or at the very least taken the shell-cell. How could I manage to screw up so fucking... FUCK!!!

Maybe I am a liability.

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Masterlist / Chapter 3

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CATCH & RELEASE

Syzoth/ReptilexFemale OC

(NSFW, Smut, TW! Non-consensual acts & graphic violence)

I should've been dead.

Bodies were being slaughtered as quick as one would blink; it was happening so fast that all the confidence I held dissipated. I was scared long before this, but I gripped onto what little courage I had for the fate of our timeline. All of my training that I've built felt like child's play when facing fearless Outworlders, sorcerers, and demons. I was just a regular human, thrust into a multi-dimensional brawl that would determine the fate of humanity.

An evil version of myself knocked me off the tower, wishing me a quick death. But, I was saved by a woman with wings that expanded wider than her entire body. She landed me far away from the tower to where it was still in my line of vision, but everybody had shrunk to the size of insects.

I'd never know why this winged woman chose to save me, because right after she released me on the ground, a sharp tongue had wrapped tightly around her throat. Her skin melted like she had been dunked in acid. My knees buckled, and I dropped to the ground, helplessly watching the unceremonious death of my savior.

A loud snap dislocated her head from her body and was yanked from behind into the mouth of a disgusting creature. It happily crunched down on her cranium, breaking the bone to reach her brain, which squirted blood all over the creature's body. A small dot of it splattered right under my eye, and that awoke something in me. I couldn't die like that. I would rather end myself than become lunch. I got up and mustered all the energy I could to run towards the monster with a battle cry. I actually got several hits in before he caught my ankle with his tail and slammed me into the ground.

"Fuck!" I got up after wiping blood from my lips, "You won't get away-huh?"

My opponent was gone. He seemed to have vanished instantly after throwing me down, but we were in a barren area where if he had run off, then I would've spotted him immediately. Off to fight some other person, I figured.

My limbs were sore, and at this rate, I was really going to encounter someone with no mercy who'll just torture me till my last breath. It was a cowardly move, but I believed the best strategy at this point was to find a place to hide quietly and pray.

"Ahh!" I suddenly felt a heaviness weighing me down, putting me in a kneeling position. I surveyed the area again, bewildered. I swear, something brushed against me, but that may've been my own imagination...

As I tried to stand up again, the pressure from above kept me down and my lips were being pried apart with something slimy and hot.

"Mmmh?!" the invisible object drove down to the back of my throat, making my gag. I could smell it from this distance; it smelled of seawater. Strangely enough, that brought me comfort and I flashed back to a time before all of this chaos, where I'd spend summers training on the sandy beaches away from the city.

There was loud grunting from above, even though I still couldn't see anything. Cautiously, I raised a hand and jutted it forward to feel for anything that could be connected to this invasive object. A rough bed of scales if what I felt, and my touch startled the being so much, it revealed itself to me. It stood at over six feet, wide and dominating from appearance alone. He was green all over; it was very clear that he was some cold-blooded freak that evolved from a regular lizard to a humanoid one. His penis was far from human though. It had a girth that would put my greatest lover's to shame, and the second shaft that rested below my chin was just as hefty.

I tried pushing away from the reptile. His large hand went to the back of my head and brought me deeper onto his cock. The claws dug through my hair, daring to do worse if I disobeyed. I caught a glimpse of my opponent and was stunned at his feral features.

In my world, these creatures were smaller than my hand and usually locked in transparent cages to be gawked at as pets. But here, I was its pet. There were countless fighters defending their worlds, but we were together combining ours. It was unconventional, downright criminal, but the longer I thought about it the more I preferred this form of torment.

"Mmh..." I moaned gently, getting used to the abnormal size of his lizard cock. I found myself vibrating along his length, trying to ask for release. A loud cry came from the reptile and he listened to me, yanking my head back by my ponytail. The tip of his penis was slobbered with saliva and precum, but I wasn't done yet.

The kombatant shuddered under my touch when I lowered my lips down to his second cock and licked at the slit, savoring its salty precum. "Hng..." his chest rumbled softly when I lowered my mouth on his shaft, reaching only half-way on my own. Sensing the issue, the reptile began thrusting down my throat, rolling his head back with an elated roar.

When I was done pleasing both of his cocks, I expected to get one good shot of cum, but it never came. Nothing shot down my throat.

No. He needed more than that. I did too.

The humanoid tore my leggings off in one motion and held me up in the air with one hand like a trophy he was proud to show off. His tongue reached up to lick at my ankle, up to my knee, and then to its final destination that had me gasping for air.

"Ah yes, right there...," I whined. A reaction like that wouldn't stop this beast from going further now. He tasted past my prickly lips and circled around my sensitive clit that became engorged in seconds. My entrance had gotten wet before his tongue had met with it, so when he dove inside, it was less painful and more exhilarating.

"Damn you! You...ahhh..." His tongue felt so good between my walls, and there was no difference when he switched to my asshole that had been craving attention. It was a much tighter fit to swirl his tongue in there, but the results would make that effort worth it. My body yearned to feel both of his dicks to the hilt.

He lowered me to his eye level when he fully prepped me.

"What a slut..."

"You...you can talk!"

The reptile smirked with those sharp fangs of his, and refused to give me an explanation as to how his ability to speak could be possible. All that mattered was the pleasure he sought through my body. The monster kept his large hand around my torso and squeezed it firmly. One of his penises teased my cunt while the other was pushing lightly into my anus. In one swift motion, both had slowly inserted itself, leaving me completely stuffed.

Fully seated on his cocks, the Reptile's hands were placed behind my knees and lifted me up in a folded position, exposing my most sacred areas to the barren field.

"Hng! Ah...oh fuck, mmmh..." Incoherent words spilled from my mouth, and his pace was rhythmic and quick. Either one of us could've been executed at any moment, which is why we both strived to fuck eachother fiercely- like it was our last day.

His tongue shot out again to play with the fabric of my sports bra, the only thing left dividing us from being completely exposed to one another. Of course, he had to tear that off too. I had come to know that the muscles in his tongue were abnormally strong; I should've known it'd be strong enough to rip off clothing too.

"Close...fuck...it's coming!" I grew to miss his cocks plowing my holes, and they weren't even pulled out yet. I fought to bring my orgasm to life, have it reach the surface and destroy me. The kombatant decided at that moment to wrap his tongue around my throat, which brought me back to the moment the winged woman melted from its touch. So, even after all this he really was going to kill me. He was just getting his last taste of ecstasy beforehand, I thought.

"You're trembling..." he growled, "I like it."

He squeezed harder on my windpipe. I was gasping, trying to ignore the hemipenis hitting my sweet spots so I could pray to God to let it end peacefully. But, my skin had not melted off. It appeared that my pussy was melting instead.

"Ohh fuuuck!" It squirted cum in a way that I thought was only possible in pornographic films. I shivered from the after effects. This vile thing actually made me cum.

The creature grunted into my ear and his first spurts of cum entered my orifices. He kept me up by his arms for a few more seconds, to rest his rapid heartbeat, before dropping me to the ground. I was on all fours, sticky from our activity.

"Hehehe..." the reptile eyed me, "You humans really are delicious..."

It sounded like his voice was echoing all around me. Did his choking make me woozy? Turns out, the truth was more bizarre.

Emerging seemingly out of nowhere, an army of humanoid reptiles greeted us. Their cocks were all erect and throbbing, and I was left in the center to face them all.

The battle of Armageddon could've ended by now, all could've been well, but I would've never known with the barrage of primal cocks I would go on to service.

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