#shang tsung imagine

[fl3shm4id3n]

I want to be his woman so bad, I swear I can fix him

[itjazzbicch]

Escaping False Fate

Pairing:  Shang Tsung x Reader 

Summary: Based on Shang Tsung's tower ending:

With Shang Tsung escaping the Le Chin prison, but his partner, the reader, being wounded and captured, the reader loses all faith. Not knowing if Shang is even alive, they can only sit in silence and sad emotions, until fate turns again...

Warnings:   Flashback (it is italicized) MK Ending spoilers, reader starts the fic depressed, some fighting (that's about it!)

Word Count: 1.4k 

Time didn't seem to exist in this prison cell I was rotting in. Shao, Reiko, and Shang Tsung had escaped, but I didn't have that luxury since I was wounded.

All I could do was sit and dream that Shang and I were successful with our plans. I remembered our horrible life, barely surviving, then going toe-to-toe with an Empress, God, and Titan.

I went as high as possible just to smack the lowest pits. I was lifeless inside, and my body nearly reached that point.

"You're a strange one."

Li Mei watched me on the other side of the bars, unsure if she was curious or worried about me.

"What do you know?" I mumbled, thinking deeply as she asked:

"Your wound healed quite some time ago; not going to try and break out like the others? Just know-"

"I'm not going anywhere," Staring into the dark corner across from me, tears ran down my cheeks, but my voice dead and prolonging, "There's nothing in realms needing nor wanting me. So, tell me, why would I bother to break free?"

She wasn't expecting defeat from me, but I was in the dark corner, crying and reminiscing.

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"Our lives will be changing for the better, dear."

That storming night, I'd never seen Shang's face so bright, optimistic, promising with a kiss:

"With time, we will have the realms at our feet. We'll never have to live like this ever again."

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"To tell you the truth," Li Mei whispered before checking her surroundings to tell me, "I don't think that you're like Shang and the General. You're not evil like them."

"Watch your tongue," Snapping at her, that bit of anger was the only emotion I've shown since being thrown in here, "You don't know me, and your opinions have no value."

"I'm serious," Her kindness was annoying me, shutting her down as I shook my head, voice breaking:

"The only motivation I had is gone now. So, if you don't mind, can I rot in peace?"

"Such a shame," She shook back, quickly taking guard as feet stomped.

"FIRST CONSTABLE?!"

"Yes? What is it?!"

A guard came running down, and this caught my attention. I scooted to watch as the guard came and explained:

"Rebels! They're launching an attack."

"You can't be serious?!" Li Mei took off running, hearing screaming and yelling outside.

Rebels had to have been attacking, but that guard who came to get her flashed a smirk at me—that smirk. Shang Tsung's face flashed in my mind, the same expression on his face. He'd do that as a signal to get ready.

My blood pressure shot through the roof, and not long after that guard left, I heard yelling and screaming from inside. It was the guards.

"Did the rebels get in here?!"

The guards down the hall from my cell started marching down, and my fighter instincts overtook me. Something was telling me to get ready to get out of this place finally, and so, shooting a beam of my magic at them as they passed, going to grab the one with the keys, but they fell to the other side of the wall.

"Curse you!" Trying to squeeze through the bars, I was fingertips away from it, and of course, they had these bars in my way, and my magic was considerably weakened. I was so close, straining my body to try and get them, but freezing as I heard the voice I missed so much:

"Don't strain yourself, dear. We're not done fighting just yet."

"Shang-"

Watching him bend over for the keys, seeing that he was him, I cried tears of happiness for the first time in my life, hurrying to stand, jumping into his arms when the cell opened.

"It's you. It's really you," I cried, holding his face and pinching his cheeks softly as he smiled:

"Live in the flesh."

I was starting to go erratic, squeezing his face a little while pulling his lips to mine, feeling vital energy from within, knowing that something had happened while I was alone sitting in that cell.

"I truly hate to ruin our reunion, sweetheart," He kissed before picking up his head, hearing more footsteps, "But we have some unfinished business to settle."

"Please, allow me," I smirked, ready to go towards the guards headed our way, stopping at him reaching to his side:

"You're forgetting something."

My Khopesh.

The last missing part of me was finally home, and as I held it, energy flowed into me. Did Shang do something to it? There was no time for questions; guards coming from both ends:

"Shang Tsung?! Y/N is escaping! Don't let them escape!"

"Oh, how unfortunate that you chose this vocation," I laughed, that energy growing more vigorous, and with just a swing of my khopesh, the blast wiped them all out, and I was in awe by it, mumbling to myself, "I've never felt stronger."

"I told you," Stepping over the bodies, Shang started leading me to an escape, telling the exact words from the beginning of the new arc in our once meaningless lives, "With time, we will have the realms at our feet."

Out the back, where we were safe from guards, I was in awe at how effortlessly he opened a portal for us to disappear into, his eyes beaming back at me with a bright smile:

"That time has come, my dear, Y/N."

"Finally," I smiled back, stepping into the portal with him, unsure where we were, but all that mattered was that we were safe.

Once the portal was closed, just the two of us, I jumped into his arms again, giggling with joy as he spun a little. I didn't want to let him go; he knew the depressing emotions I dealt with in that cell.

"You didn't think I was going to leave you there, did you?"

"I didn't know what to think," I admitted, "I couldn't even move for days after I was wounded, and I was so worried about you."

Millions of worse-case scenarios were in my head during that time, bringing back my concern when he told me:

"I nearly died in the sea while fleeing."

That made my heart sink a little, but now that we were reunited, I was done with worries, bringing his head to mine:

"But you're alive. That's all I care about, Shang."

"Alive and very well," He smiled excitedly, kissing my cheek and taking my hand, "Come with me."

Following obediently, I began to wonder more about where we were, feeling the energy I felt in my khopesh again. This had to have been the source.

"What I thought would be my death was a blessing in disguise," He spieled, leading me down a dark hall, "Lui Kang may think that because he created time, my life is meaningless. My doppelganger may have tried to feed me false hope, but they both failed. All they did was lead me to greatness."

I finally saw That energy for myself: souls—a massive well of souls holding unimaginable power.

"You are the only one who ever truly believed," Standing before the well, there were no lies in his voice, echoing around me as he held his hands out to the sky, "And together, we will become invincible!"

"The power I felt in my sword came from this?"

"Magnificent, isn't it?"

Nodding, I rose to be at his side, smiling brighter than I ever had as our future had nothing but victory laid out for us.

"Just that little bit made me feel like a deity," I expressed, taking his hand and my voice echoing too, not realizing its enthusiasm, "No one will be able to stop us!"

"Not a thing," Squeezing my hand and pulling me into his arms, kissing him again made me feel complete, not daring to part lips till I couldn't breathe.

Nose to nose, staring deep into each other's eyes, we started laughing as we thought that every soul who tried putting us down would soon pay dearly.

"Y/N, my sweetheart," He breathed, an arm keeping me embraced, staring down the well of souls, then back into my eyes, "Are you ready to defy the cruel fates our enemies tried to put upon us?"

"Of course," I laughed once more, serious and undoubtedly ready as I smiled, "It's our fate to do so." 

[mrstsung]

Shang tsung imagine/blurb/hcs:

*note: after some kind words from a mutual. And fellow shang fan. I'm making something to cheer me up and if anyone else feels the same. I'm not gonna let my brain be mean to me. And keep doing what i love*

Cw: i guess maybe warnings of anxiety,mental illness,and or just brain being mean? Either way reader is feeling down. So shang tsung is helping reader cheer up. Angst,hurt comfort? Slightly spicy mention

Reader is technically gn

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Imagine:

You weren't feeling so well and you're sitting down by shang's island shoreline. You often come down to the beach to meditate or think. But usually you're accompanied by a guard or by shang,your lover, himself. But this time,you're alone. All with your thoughts,they ate at you. Doubt spilled into your mind as tears fell. Why must your brain hate you?

Shang was worried when he didn't see you come into the bed chambers you both shared. Usually you're not out this late. Let alone,outside the main palace. Perhaps you're at the private teahouse? Shang wondered.

*(To put perspective,i hc shang's main palace keep,where he lives and is the living quarters for him,his lover and his personal guards,warriors and servents. All of the others usually stay in a separate area and smaller buildings near the dock port. The palace gardens lead to a pathway leading down a staircase behind the main keep,where a beachside tea house is,shang uses this teahouse as a personal one. Instead of the ones used by kombatants during tournaments. This teahouse is secluded,quiet,and peaceful. It is a mix between Japanese,and Chinese architecture. The reason being is him and raiden often do business when discussing anything related to tournaments. Despite being rivals and sort of enemies. They are respectful of one another and often discuss things as would any master of the martial arts would or even as an emperor or lords of their respective domains. In short. They aint always barking at each others throats,so to have them in petty squabbles all the time is boring and pointless. Anyways. You often might come to this teahouse to get away so to speak.)*

Shang tsung got on his silk red robe. A garment that was decorated by images of dragons and Phoenixes. Etched in gold and yellow. The flame patterns danced along with shades of deep purple and indigo at its base. A fine clothing fit for a man such as he. Simple black slippers he wore as he stepped out the doors to the bed chambers. Into the garden. He followed the stone path through the gardens,enveloped in moonlight. It danced through the trees. The warm summer air,not too hot surprisingly despite being an island. But there had been rain recently,so it was much cooler,but not by much. There was sweet smells of flowers. Tropical hibiscus,Asian lilies,and little lotuses in the pond all filled the night air. Soft sounds of crickets,frogs and other nighttime summer creatures also sang. As shang tsung made his way to the staircase,he heard soft whimpers from below,at the bottom. He swiftly but carefully descended the stairs. As he got closer. He saw you on a large rock. Weeping. The rock was adjacent to the teahouse. He carefully approached you.

"My dear? What are these tears? Why are you out here by yourself this late in the hour? Is something wrong?"

Shang asked softly but in a concerned manner.

As you struggle to make eye contact. And in a small cracked voiced stated

"I just don't understand why you love me? Why would you choose to spare me? I'm not the best warrior,even with your training. I'm constantly worried,i second guess myself,I'm a mess,im not as beautiful/handsome as some people,im just so...meh,i feel like I'm not worthy of anything even kindness. I just don't get it. Besides you could find better I'm sure,a better person than boring,average me."

You lay your head back down on your crossed arms,over your legs you propped them upon. Still crying.

Shang was taken aback. Where did this come from?! His beloved? Doubtful of his love? Who would dare put those thoughts into your head!? But shang tsung thought about it. Perhaps it is not of another,but of a troubled mind. One filled with the anxieties and stresses and struggles of life itself. He walked over to you,first removing the slippers as not to track sand. Barefoot he walked on the warm sand. When he got to you he placed his hand under your head,lifted your chin with his fingers and spoke with the most earnest,soft,and loving voice.

"My dear sweet y/n. Why did i spare you? Simply because i chose to,i could have killed you,taken your soul,and that would be it. But i didn't. But in that choosing i found one of the most kindest of souls. A soul so genuine and true. And you never once tried to be anything but what you are. Your training has served you well,as you are alive aren't you? *chuckles* obviously the woes of kpmbat has not forsaken you yet? Why? Because you're warrior spirit isn't one of physical prowess. It is not of duty of honor. It is simply love. And love is the most powerful energy of all. Love for life,love for being,and the perseverance of it despite of the world around you. You study hard,love hard,and even play hard. You have the soul of a champion,regardless of frivolous titles given by gods. You are a beautiful soul. Inside and out. You worry of others before yourself,you always put others before you. Even when it's hard to. You stuck at my side,even when You had every right to leave. But here,you remain. I'm obviously doing something right my dear. I know that the dark clouds of your mind get to you,but they too will pass. And that beautiful bright glow from you will shine once again. Even now as i look at your tear soaked face,red,and all full of sorrow."

You couldn't help but giggle at that,he always knew exactly what to say.

Shang continues as he sits beside you,comforting you the best way that he could.

"My darling,i simply adore you,all of you. Even the messy parts as you said. Hell I'm messy myself, *chuckles* I'm a sorcerer of soul magic and dark arts after all. But even a devil such as i can appreciate a flower that blooms in adversity. It is the most beautiful,and the most colorful and bright. And no matter what your mind may tell you,your soul never lies. Just as you have been there for me,i will be there for you. And you are deserving just as much as any other. Even more so as I'm concerned. And you are already worthy. Words fail me to truly encapsulate how my heart feels for you. But what i adore the most is your company,simply put. I admire your presence,your existence is enough. But i prefer it more when you're filled with innocent wonder,joyful laughter,and full of life and love. A hunger for knowledge and a pursuit for purpose. Your strive for perfection isn't the way. What is, my love,is the strive to be better than you were yesterday. But if words are not enough to show you i indeed love you. Than perhaps this would suffice..."

Shang tsung then placed his hand upon your cheek,and kissed you passionately. With all the yearning and intensity that ached in his heart to soothe the storm in yours.

All melted away,no more worry,all doubt ceased. All that was. Was you and him. The sounds of the ocean waves crashing softly,the crickets nearby the paths end. All was calm. Your tears of sorrow turned to tears of joy. How silly you felt for doubting your lover shang,let alone yourself.

Of course he loved you. And he loved you in his own way. As did you.

You both sat and talked a few more hours in the teahouse over some tea. Laughing at old stories,on occasion making flirtatious comments,thus leading into a spicier moment. And you both fell asleep soundly in the teahouse.

By morning you awoke to being wrapped only in shangs silk robe.

He with just his silken pants and hair pulled back. Sat at the opening,doors slid open. The warm summer sun outside,hot but ocean air came through the teahouse so it was cool enough.

You just sat there admiring the view. Of both your lover,and the sea. You went over to sit next to him. And layed you head on his shoulder.

He kissed your forehead. And as you both gazed at the ocean. All of your troubles were gone,you were ready to take on anything the day offered you.

Shang helped make you stand proud and firm in who you are. And for shang? Well you get to see his softer side,not many get that chance. How lucky are you?

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This was highly self indulgent. Sorry if it's longer than what i originally planned. But i got so sucked in as i was writing it.

Again no matter if others also self ship with shang, i know that my self ship is unique. And i gotta remind myself that and not be discouraged by this. And i love writing for him. And even if its very self indulgent.

I shouldn't be afraid to post my work. Even if one person likes it. Even if it gets zero recognition. I created something,and i need to remind myself. This is how i grow. Both as an artist and person. Those that matter don't mind,and those that mind dont matter,so to speak. And im glad that people do like my work. Even if its super self indulgent and specific at times.

Again sorry for rambles. Ugh.

Admin is in the feels ok?

I feel shang would want me to keep creating. And keep doing what i love. Him. Lol.

Anyways. I hope you like this. And i hope that this could cheer you up too if you're ever feeling down about yourself.

It helped me when writing it. <3

With love as always

🐍💚 -mrstsung

Hope y'all have a nice day/night.

[odditycircus-2002]

You're Beautiful

A/N: A small blurb featuring MK1 Medusa!Reader and Shang Tsung based on this from the Ghibli movie, Princess Mononoke. A movie I have never actually seen.

You finally had him. After evading capture for FAR too long for your tastes, you finally had the Sorcerer, that SNAKE, Shang Tsung at your mercy.

"I'll cut your throat! That will silence you for good!"

You stood above him with one of your sickles pressed against Shang Tsung's throat just a hair's width shy of drawing blood; despite your mask hiding your expression, the fury you radiated is palpable. . Admittedly, what Shang Tsung learned on this strange island was almost enough to best you, but your former lover wasn't the only one who learned new magics.

The Sorcerer laid on his back, bloodied and bruise after a long drawn out battle between you two. He takes a breathe, the sickles edge no doubt leaving a thin line on his skin, before he spoke.

"You're beautiful..."

When you dig your sickle deeper into his skin, creating a thin line of blood, Shang Tsung winces before he elaborates while looking into your mask's eyeholes.

"You're still as beautiful as the day we met. No matter what form you take."

He seemingly says with honesty, insisting as always. For Shang Tsung, he was always drawn to your mind and soul or so he claims. Yet, you know better by now. You know better than to listen to any of his honied words laced with the sweetest sugars. You haven't forgotten how he made you think that he loved you, and took advantage of your love. You know from experience how that snake of a man would willingly blind you from the truth.

You gave your heart to this man, and in return, he broke and molded you into something more monstrous, unable to look anyone in the eye without the risk of turning them to stone.

Which is what your heart must be if you wish to be finally have peace.

"You can't slither out of this one, Sssshang Tsung."

Shang Tsung closes his eyes as he lets out a sigh before opening them again.

"I know. I am grateful that it's you who I'll die to."

You give him a hiss which is echoed by your head full of snakes, all poised to strike with their glistening fangs. Not caring for you threatening display, knowing he may die anyway, Shang Tsung speaks again.

"Because then I know, that I've never truly left your mind."

For once, you knew Shang Tsung's words are genuine. There's no twists, double meanings, half truths, or lies. You hate it. You hate that he's right. You let out a grunt as you remove your sickle's edge from Shang Tsung's throat, dropping it to your side to reach for your mask. No sooner did you place a hand on it, did you feel a burst of searing white-hot pain explode from your side.

"HISSSSS!!!"

You didn't have to look to know that Shang Tsung stabbed you in the side with his metal claws. You react by biting the Sorcerer in the neck with your fangs, just as he stabs you again on your other side. Just as he goes to strike again, your head full of snakes strike to bite every part of Shang Tsung's exposed flesh; causing his limbs falls limp to the ground with a thud. Shang Tsung could do nothing more than cough up blood as he feels branches, made from his blood, breach his flesh and start reaching for the starry sky. He looks at you one last time, eyes darting all around him, looking for a way to escape but finding none. Shang Tsung attempts to speak, but that only causes him to cough up more blood and waste what little breath he has left.

That's when you placed Shang Tsung's head on your lap, with your eyes closed almost serenely and not caring at all for the blood staining your pants. You brush a loose strand of hair from his sweaty and bloodied face before grabbing either side of Shang Tsung's face, claws digging into his cheeks, to force him to look into your reptilian eyes. The effect is instantaneous, as the Sorcerer's eyes widen before turning to stone, followed by the rest of his body, including the blood-made branches growing from his veins, in under a minute, where Shang Tsung once was laid a macabre statue.

You panted heavily as you held both your sides tightly to try and slow down your bleeding. You then cough up some blood, hypothesizing the strong possibility that Shang Tsung either punctured one of your lungs or poisoned you, maybe even both. Your eyes burn with tears as you move to shakily stand up, grunting as even that simple task took immense effort. You felt you may cry as you take a long look at the Sorcerer you once loved.

"It is an immense pity that we came to this,"

You cough before taking a deep breath. Yup, Shang Tsung definitely got you in the lungs.

"We may have loved each other in another time, by the Elder Gods; I probably would have loved you in this one too."

You then narrow your eyes as you glare at what remains of Shang Tsung.

"But I know better now. You were foolish to feed me your poisoned promises and think I would never grow wise. You are a fool for hurting those that love me and claim that's love."

You pause to take another breath as you walk away from the cliff, dragging one foot in front of the other.

"You wanted to find ways to cheat death, not caring who got in your way. So now you shall live, and live, and live. Live to be old as a mountain. Even if you somehow manage to escape, Death shall be the first to greet you."

You then finally leave Shang Tsung in the distance, leaving a trail of your blood behind and not caring to take a glance back.

Playlist while writing this:

"Last Lullaby Part 1", From Centaurworld

"Devil Within," By Digital Daggers

"The Red Means I Love you", By Madds Buckley

[suvidrache]

A Proposal

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 510 | Read it on AO3 | Masterlist

Author's Note: I do not write for mk1. writing is from mk11 and past.

Shang Tsung never thought of marriage. There was no one who loved him. There was no one that he loved enough to marry. He could live forever. His partner couldn't.

He had never met someone like you. He had never loved someone as much as you. He wanted to give you everything that he could. He did. He did everything that he could. He gave you everything you asked for, except marriage. He wasn't sure that you even wanted it. It was just something that he had forgotten about.

You mentioned it to him once before. He never forgot how excited you were about it. He didn't forget that it was something you wanted. He wanted it, too. However, he would probably forget. It was better to remember that it was what you wanted. He didn't care about his feelings. He cared about yours.

He was always well prepared and made sure things were in order when he did things. He didn't like to see his plans fail. They never usually did. He always got his way, one way or another.

“My love.” He said one day as he walked up behind you. He didn't want to scare you. He had a tendency to do that. He could make portals anywhere he wanted, and they would take him anywhere he wanted to go. You had grown used to him coming and going from various rooms. You were able to hear the sounds of the portal before you heard the sounds of footsteps. Even when you had the sound recognized, sometimes you didn't hear it, and he scared you. He took to announcing his presence to stop scaring you.

“Yes?” You asked as you didn't bother to turn away from the thing that was distracting you.

“I want to show you something. Do you have a moment?”

It wasn't often that he asked for your attention.

“Yes.” You said as you put your stuff down and away. You stood up and walked toward him. He held out his hand. Normally, it would be his arm. You held his hand, and he led you through the portal.

You looked around at the scenery. It was the place you had mentioned. You had always wanted to visit it sometime. Your eyes were wide as you took a few steps further into the land. You took a few more steps, and your hand was caught. You couldn't go any further. Shang Tsung wasn't following you, and he was still holding your hand. You turned and looked behind you. He was down on one knee. His hand is holding yours, and his other hand is holding a ring.

“My love, I have loved you since the day I met you. I have loved every day that we have spent together. I wish to spend years, centuries, and more with you. Will you marry me?” He asked with a smile on his face.

Your free hand went to your mouth, and you nodded as tears formed in your eyes.

“Yes, I will. I would love to.”

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[arttrampbelle]

Now for my main self ship. Shang tsung.

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But for other shang tsung tsimps like me.

This is for you too.

Shang tsung absolutely adores you,would kill for you. Would die for you plz dont shang like gdi!

Either way,what bliss?

Shang tsung is the type who would be a simp for his s/o. Absolutely head over heels. Absolutely spoils tf outta you!

He dotes on his beloved. Coos them gently.

But he expects the same.

Course everyone would know your his. He would make that most certainly known!

He is the type so to say all these sweet things,do these sweet things. Frets over you(he don't do that for just anyone. Thats how you really know he loves you!)

"My dear,plz take a jacket. Its cold!"

"Ugh you are so helpless sometimes! Lemme help you with that"

Yeah. He may sound like a momma/papa hen but he genuinely fucking loves you and would do anything for you. After all. He feels like he aint never gonna find a love like this ever again. He will sink his claws into that and never let go. Its suffocating,intoxicating,possessive but respectful too. Its a luciferian,devil in love,type of love. Im sorry you want shang? You gonna get that type.

But most of all...he's touchy touchy. On you.

On him? He wont say no to a hug if you ask,or a steal a quick kiss. He wont even say no if that really is your love language or you just are super affectionate.

But he wont always initiate. You will have to ask. Its not that he doesn't care. Quite the opposite! He just would rather have his hands n claws all over you.

He will coil around you like a dragon with it's treasure.

"My most precious treasure. My beloved pearl. The most beautiful jewel in my hands" *smothers you in kisses*

Look fluffy shang is best shang because you one lucky bih if you got this man all over you! And he will!

Also i hc of your mad at him,even if its not really that bad and it's superficial and you forgot about why you were mad. Or even if you aren't the type to stay mad. He will suck up to you. He will give you gifts,say every pet name in the book,kiss your hand,etc. Like this man is wrapped around your finger. He loves it and hates it. He hasn't felt like this with someone in such a long time. So please don't ever take it for granted. He genuinely loves you hunny.

Dilf/Gilf to a T.

I could go on forever! But yeah. Shang tsung loves his baby. Nothing is too good for babygirl. (Babygirl in a gn neutral way. Because all y'all baby to him,no take backs!)

[gamerwoman3d]

Someone tagged Shang Tsung. So.

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Titan-sized Shang Tsung holding your legs shut whilst his magic experiments work inside you to overstimulate you and make you writhe.

Pulling your hair back with elongated fingers to drizzle love potions down your throat.

Putting kitty ears on you and keeping you in his lap as a pet.

Or just as likely as a very tight cockwarmer.

Holding you against his broader, wider, deeper torso as he laughs, deep, chuckles maniacally, and you can feel the laugh against your skin as it echoes through the cavernous space in his chest.

Shang Tsung, if he really likes you, might try shape-shifting into any form you please, as a Titan-sized version of the man, or woman, that you want.

He might also laugh at your choices. Syzoth? As if his titan tongue wasn't big enough, you asked to try out Titan-sized Syzoth? What are you, a dinosaur fucker?

He's derisive if you whimper taking just one of his elegant, but enlarged, titan-fingers. He'd tease that you'd never be able to take his titan form whole if you can't handle the smaller parts.

He'd scruff you by the neck if you tried to get away, pick you up off your feet, hook you into whatever crazy contraption he wanted with ease.

You'd be at the mercy of a man who has never once shown any.

Okay. New list of thirsty things the MK1 characters can do with you using titan magic.

Ty to @matchbet-allofthetime for inspiration the list lmao

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Reblog and tag with your favorite MK1 titan so I know who we're thinking about [and so I can write character specific additions for]

Imagine dry humping some MK1 character, straddling their leg as they grind it between your thighs, then suddenly boom - titan amulet- and the leg between your thighs is suddenly thicker.

They can catch you between their thighs and keep you forever.

They can keep you pressed down entirely with hands that can splay entirely across your back

They can wrap a hand entirely around your thigh

They can hold both your hands at once

They can pin both your wrists over your head at once

Lift your legs up around them like you're a human wheelbarrow

Hold you down on the ledge of a stage-height object. [The hood of a full-sized truck for example.] Your toes could dangle well above the ground and they'd still be able to rail you from behind, flat footed.

All of them is bigger at that point.

Bigger thighs

bigger hands

Bigger feet

I'm not even excited about the bigger cock when they got-

Bigger thicker longer fingers

Bigger thumbs

Thicker longer tongues.

Pregame with oral sex would be insane - it's splitting you open wider while plunging deeper.

For penis-owner-operators, oral cavity is wider/longer/deeper with broader/longer tongue, more muscle in the throat, probably more suction power, and a gag reflex that is further back than normal.

Laying on them would be more like laying on furniture.

Bigger bitemarks if you're into that.

Handjobs more intense across all genders.

Size queens can break a sweat.

Itty bitty pussy committe can run a peg race on the 10 digits, working up from smallest finger to largest finger to tongue. If cock is too big it can still be used to tease before the titan magic can be deactivated and the regular-sized cock brings some relief.

One hand around the neck would go all the way around the neck.

One hand on each asscheek would give much fuller coverage

Both hands around your waist and their fingertips interlace over your spine while the thumbs touch over your naval.

Alternatively Both hands around your waist and their fingertips interlace over your naval while the thumbs touch behind your back.

Making you ride their knee the entire time because they know you can't *actually* take it no matter how much you beg

Making you ride their hand/finger for the same reason

Giving in after you've been soaked with lube and -

Impaling you on their cock just to watch you slowly slide down and stretch out around it, letting gravity itself pull you down, Vlad Tepish style

Getting sick of gravity and lifting you back up by the thighs with their forearms like a forklift just to slap their hips up against you, driving it back in all the way

Nipple sucking means a lot more breast tissue past the lips

Can hold you down over their knee/lap and finger you with as big /as many fingers as it takes to reach your goals

Backscratches that leave no skin untraced

Can grab more hair or palm your entire head if you're into that

Can wrap whole hand around your hand while you're trying to give them a handjob, even if your hands can barely get around their shaft.

Can hold you down on his face.

To Doja Cat's joy, noses now up to 2x bigger in some cases.

Can absolutely hold you in a way that stops your hips from shaking

But not your insides, those still quivver.

Don't forget to tag your favorite titan! (Reblog and tag with your favorite MK1 titan so I know who we're thinking about [and so I can write character specific additions for])

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Yandere Raiden x reader x Yandere Fujin? Or feed my delusional mind with just Yandere mk men x reader- with that harem “no she’s mine! Not yours!”

“Alright, men please listen up. Y/N can only choose one of us..which means you all will have to die.”

A/N: I love a delusional queen from infinity to infinityyyyyy. MHMM OFC!!! Anything for my delusional friends…I didn’t have Raiden in this one because I’m going to give you some good stuff in a separate post. I have Raiden and Fujin fighting for you in that. Plus a bonus;) this has been my favorite request so far.

Warnings: Johnny cage💀, Yandere/Toxic Themes, mentions of stalking, harassment, violence, a bit suggestive???

Requests: open 24/7

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Let’s be real, the mk men are perpetually thirsty. Actually all the characters are to be honest. Did you hear the flirty dialogue?? Even the keeper is trying to get some of that action.

So really it’s no shocker that you, the new fighter, have all the attention from them.

Johnny is undoubtedly the first to strike. He may be an older man now but damn, you make him feel like he’s 20 again. He just cannot control making some kind of flirtatious comment when he sees you walk by.

“Woah, woah, woah, now sweetheart. I think you and I should have a nice long conversation. Get to know each other a little…or a lot…dealers choice.” ;)

Yeahh he doesn’t care that he has a kid and a mortgage. Cassie is grown now and Sonya doesn’t want him anymore…so free game, baby.

His eyes are hungry and he barely can hold himself back from pouncing on you—

Liu Kang and Kung Lao see this and apologize for his behavior towards you. They introduced themselves and of course did their absolute best to make you feel at home.

Don’t let this fool you though, those are some sinful monks. They are no better than Johnny and they want you real baaaad.

“So, Y/N. What is your skill set? Wait. Let me guess, you use beauty essence to trap your opponent in a daze before knocking them out?”

Liu Kang jabs Kung Lao in the stomach with his elbow, before speaking to you.

“I’m sorry for these two. You are very beautiful but please know we are just as excited to train with you as we would anyone else. Anytime you’d like to spar, please, don’t hesitate to find me.”

Ahh he’s so damn slick…he just wants a reason to pin you downnnn

“Hey! Liu Kang don’t you mean us? We all would like to train with you darling~. Some people like to fight over in the courtyard but if you’d like I have a very special place called, me casa.”

“I would also like to train with you…in the courtyard of course. I mean unless you prefer—“

“Thanks? Umm..I appreciate all of your….offers. I’m supposed to actually meet with Raiden, I’m just a little lost. Have you guys—-“

Before you could even finish your sentence all three of them bombarded you with offers and began fighting over each other, debating who actually knows how to find Lord Raiden the best.

“Uhh—“

That pretty much sets the tone for how everyone acts around you.

By a month or so into you being here, everyone knows about you. Especially the men. You’re all they talk about.

At first it was simply chatter about you being a new kombatant for earthrealm and of course mentions of your beauty.

But since learning more about and becoming closer with you, the little infatuations have turned into full blown obsessions.

No one can seem to get enough of you, even the grand masters have trouble focusing when you’re around. Hanzo and Kai Liang may disagree on many things but you are one of the few things they can get behind.

They are both trying to recruit you to their different clans so they can be fully entitled to you.

Scorpion wants extreme control over you, he wants to shape you into the perfect companion. He wants you to be just as poised as his wife once was. You already have her beauty so just let him perfect you.

Sub-Zero wants you to become his equal. What he failed to do with Frost, he will make up with you. How more beautiful you’d become if only your heart was frozen over.

Either one will stop at nothing to have you. A trophy they could boast over. For a second you ended a centuries-long feud, both agreeing on your excellence…only for it to start all over again for who is more worthy to own you.

This isn’t isolated to just them, all the men are fighting for your attention. Arguing about who you actually belong to, bragging about how much attention they got from you, and comparing it to each other. Don’t get me started on that. Mk men are so needy for your attention. Whenever they can’t get it, they resort to other ways.

Johnny is such a filthy pervert. You don’t wanna give him the time of day? Fine, he’ll take matters into his own hands.

He’s your very own paparazzi, you should be grateful that he’s taking this many pictures of you. You’re the first and only.

It doesn’t matter that he’s doing it without your consent or knowledge…. He’ll jump into the flesh pits if that meant getting the perfect shot of you…let him have this.

He refuses to share these with the other guys, it’s just for him. Over his dead body will Kano or someone else see you like this.

Shang Tsung has also caught wind of you and you’re a pretty sight indeed. He doesn’t want you to fight in the tournament. A gorgeous soul like you should be locked away in his throne room. He always tries to bribe you with fortune and power. He can offer you so much more than these rodents. If you need an extra push in his direction, a little trickery may help with that….he has no shame using an incantation on you.

Liu Kang and Kung Lao are no better. They manipulate that fact you see them as good friends as a way to be in the limelight.

They stalk you just as much as the rest, sometimes separately but often times together. It always ends up in a fight between the two tho because one person starts shit talking…

“Idk Kang. A woman like that would never be into you. Kitana barely even looks your way…what makes you think Y/N will? Besides, she called me cute.”

“Yeah, I think she’ll think it’s real ‘cute’ how I destroy you in the tournament..”

Perverted as Cage. Kung Lao is extremely touchy while sparring. He loves to “teach” you things. He never shines away from a moment to flex all of his years of training under the shaolin and that he’s a self proclaimed expert.

For some reason when he’s fixing your form, his hand always winds up a little too far up…hmm strange.

Liu Kang loves when you watch him workout or spar with others. When it’s finally your turn to be his opponent, he never holds back.

You cannot catch a break. Gifts and proposals are constantly sent to your door and no matter how much you try to decline, it just won’t stop coming. Sure being basically waited on, and desired by many is really nice. Every girls dream! But you have to admit just how it is scary having such dangerous men obsessed with you.

There hasn’t been a moment in the last few months where you’ve ever felt completely alone. The feeling that someone is always watching you has never left.

And, occasionally you would awkwardly overhear or walk in on a group of men fighting about you.

“With all due disrespect, I believe a babe like that would prefer a star like me. She’s all mine”

“Nonsense. Y/N belongs to the Shirai Ryu. Both her beauty and skill makes her a viable asset to the clan. You can fight me in hell over it, Cage.”

It doesn’t get any better when the tournament starts.

I think the men forgot they were fighting for their realms because it quickly turned into a fight for dominance.

A tournament that was once a noble cause, turned into a bloody showcase. Every man dedicating their wins to you, making sure to send a cheeky flex or wink your way.

Besides, what value did their realms hold if you weren’t there with them.

[shangsclaws]

Romantic Intro Dialogues

with Shang Tsung, Syzoth, and Reiko

don’t be fooled y’all i am still very much in writer’s hibernation lol. besides that tho, THANK YOU FOR 960 FOLLOWERS?! u guys r crazy. and i like crazy

tw: suggestive

Shang Tsung: Of all the things you’ve pitted against me in this timeline, you were generous to give me y/n.

Liu Kang: Be thankful only for the disarray. You two should not have met.

Johnny: I call bullshit. There’s no way anyone found you boyfriend material.

Shang Tsung: Well if you’re such a charming actor, care to tell me why your wife left?

Syzoth: Y/n?! So all those groans coming from your testing chambers were-

Shang Tsung: None of your business.

Reiko: Y/n has distracted you from the general’s orders.

Shang Tsung: Have you ever been in love with more than just your duties, little boy?

Y/N: If I win tonight, you shapeshift into whoever I please.

Shang Tsung: And if I win, I get to test my newest set of claws.

Shang Tsung: Either way y/n will have you, you’ll always be a freak.

Syzoth: Who’s to say they don’t enjoy freaks?

Johnny: So uh…what happens in bed? Skin or scale?

Syzoth: May you never know the answer to that.

Kung Lao: I still haven't recovered from what we saw in those dungeons, Syzoth.

Syzoth: Y/n has been kind enough to hear my burdens.

Syzoth: How did your court discover my relations with y/n that quickly?!

Mileena: They have their ways, Syzoth. I know this far too well.

Y/n: You used to do shows with Shang Tsung, is that right?

Syzoth: Win this fight, and I can do more than answer that question.

Shao: Of all the things we’ve won in war, I'm surprised a partner is what now satisfies you.

Reiko: To the victor go the spoils, general.

Bi Han: A true warrior would have no time for pointless relations. You’ve gone soft.

Reiko: You’re a fool to think they don’t invigorate me.

Shang Tsung: If it makes you feel any better, I don't think the general heard you sparring with y/n last night.

Reiko: Say another word and I’ll slit your throat.

Johnny: So the tough guy’s got heart eyes? I bet you’re a huge softie.

Reiko: All earthrealmers speak utter nonsense...

Y/N: Don't lie to Johnny — you’re softer than you think, Reiko.

Reiko, lowly: Have you forgotten the marks I've made on you?

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Can i please have shang tsung(mk1) when he was just a salesman, meeting reader(a kind village person) and them helping him with his wounds everytime he gets beat up and they actually show him that not everyone is mean? :> It can be a fic or just hcs, i just need shang tsung content :<

Does this contain dramatic ooc Shang Tsung? Yes. When I see him, all I see is the cat being held at knifepoint…also this is unnecessarily long.

You knew you shouldn’t spare Shang Tsung any ounce of sympathy nor remorse for his faulty practices and causing loss and suffering to spread evermore throughout your village then needed. But that didn’t mean you condom the call to violence from your fellow villagers, most of whom had grown tired of allowing themselves to become deluded to Shang Tsung’s lies, whilst others just wanted an plausible excuse to get their hands on the salesman for the longest time now and had finally found their excuse.

They all had valid reasons to return the harm Shang Tsung had put upon everyone tenfold but an entire village against one man wasn’t exactly the fairest of odds. Then again if you were to being this up to anyone and they would retaliate by saying that their current circumstances weren’t fair either, before going on a tangent of how Shang Tsung took advantage of a vulnerable backwater village that would firmly believe that pigs could fly.

And yet despite all that, you could never bring yourself to inflict physical harm on him, if anything you refrained from anything in relation to violence almost entirely; So when the mob of villagers went to gang up on the salesman, you would make sure that you were far away from it as possible not matter how well deserved it maybe…you didn’t want to bear witness to it nor encourage such ugly behaviour that every being in existence seemed to be cursed with.

Upon returning however, you were always met with a pitiful sight of Shang Tsung looking worse for wear with his injuries and disheveled and torn clothes. It tugged at your heart to help him, show him an ounce of kindness in a village filled with people unsatisfied with him still living. You wondered how much of a difference would it make for them had Shang Tsung did pass away, for you truly believed that harming him wouldn’t make the dead come back to life, it wouldn’t bring the sick and injured back to full health; nothing would undo what already had been predestined to occur.

However Shang Tsung was made aware of you presence almost instantly, you weren’t apart of the mob that come to beat him on a daily basis, he would know as those same angry faces were deeply engraved within his mind that he could tell when something amongst them was amiss and yours certainly didn’t strike familiarity within him; but that didn’t mean he was about to be seen looking weak and pathetic in front of an unfamiliar face.

‘If it is revenge you want,’ Shang Tsung began bitterly, ‘have at it. If it is restitution, there is nothing left.’

‘Oh, that’s not why I’m here-‘ you began.

‘I know, or else you would’ve been with that bloodthirsty mob earlier.’ Shang Tsung interrupts with a scoff, looking you in the eyes now. ‘So pray tell why are you even here? To brutalise me emotionally or mentally?’ He then questions before shrugging his shoulders and looking down to pick at the dirt beneath his nails. ‘Hate to be the bearer of bad news but I’m pretty sure your friends had that covered.’

‘If you would just shut it for a minute and let me speak then maybe you would know that I’m here to help you with your wounds.’ You said, not wanting to stand out in the pouring rain all night, listening to him go on a tangent about your backwater village as if you didn’t already know, your the one who lives here your entire life with no promise of a better one anywhere in sight!

Shang Tsung’s brows raised in surprise. Help? You’re willing enough to help him, despite everything he’s done? Now why was that simple sentence the most oddest thing he’s ever heard in his entire life. Was this a trick? A trap? Even as he’s looking into your eyes, Shang Tsung wasn’t quite sure what your motive in all this was.

Your eyes were so kind, genuine and honest that even if you were lying, you’d think he would have known better than to trust a beautiful liar. Not that he would admit to any of this, he had a reputation to uphold.

‘What’s in it for me?’ He asks, leaning forward.

‘You wounds won’t be susceptible to infection?’ You said. ‘I don’t have much else to give other then medical aid so…’ you trailed off as the sound of rain took to filling in the silence. Shang Tsung was silent for a while and you were bringing to feel stupid, you even began to regret offering him help and were about to call it a night, when Shang Tsung said something so quietly that you couldn’t quite hear it over the rain.

‘I’m sorry I didn’t catch that.’

‘I said fine.’ Shang Tsung said with a hint of irritation of having to repeat himself. ‘but don’t think anything of this, you are to patch my wounds as per your insistence. Nothing more, nothing less.’

After making a deal with seemingly the devil, you went ahead and lead him back to your place to heal him of his wounds and seeing him off, thinking it to be a one time only thing, before anyone got suspicious of your involvement with the man who had caused them so much grief and misery.

Unfortunately you were proven wrong as it seemed that either every time you healed Shang Tsung of his wounds, the next set he would obtain were objectively worse than the ones before and naturally, you began to worry that the villagers were taking it too far this time.

‘Oh my gods.’ You said from behind your hands upon seeing the state that the village had left Shang Tsung in this time, it almost brings you to tears. He looked utterly terrible and had an hard time trying to move from the doorway without wincing, allowing for a cold draft to sweep inside and bringing rain along with it.

‘Nice to know that I still leave you speechless.’ Shang Tsung teased but the smirk upon his lips was easily wiped off his face as it contorted in discomfort and his eyes clenched shut, he grit teeth to hold back a pained grunt. The villagers defiantly bruised something, how troublesome.

‘As much as I know that you love hearing the sound of your own voice, but I’m going to need you to stop unless you want to get even worse.’ You replied, already working on getting him sat down comfortably on the chair you had pulled from another room along with your medical equipment. Spending time with Shang Tsung would’ve drove anyone into a fit of rage either way how arrogant and pompous he sounded, but if anything you’ve gradually picked up some of his sass whilst patching up his wounds.

So whether he tried anything, you were able to throw it back at him, to which he would always reply with; ‘you dare to kick a man while he’s down my dear healer?’ Whilst his eyes shone mischievously.

‘If that man is anything like you then I’m sure he’ll survive.’ You responded back in kind, yet all the while keeping a gentle and steady hand when stitching his deeper cuts and gashes before coving them up. ‘Like a cockroach.’ You heard him sharply inhale and looked at him, worried that you might’ve pressed down too hard on one of his wounds and were about to ask, only to see him looking away from you with his nose up in the air; even when he’s injured Shang Tsung never fails to find the opportunity to be dramatic.

‘You did not just compare me to those vile things.’ He spat.

‘You say that now but cockroaches are notoriously impossible to kill.’ You said absentmindedly, having calmed down upon realising that he wasn’t in any sort pain that you didn’t noticed the sigh of relief that you had let out, not until Shang Tsung made a comment on it.

‘Were you worried about me, dear healer?’ He’d ask, seeing an opening to use to his advantage.

‘I thought I might’ve pressed too hard on one of your wounds or reopened them somehow.’ you shot him a small genuine smile. ‘I’ve never been more glad in being wrong. I don’t like seeing you hurt, not to this extent, it’s not like the villagers will gain anything from it.’ You didn’t think much when Shang Tsung remained uncharacteristically silent throughout the rest of the treatment, staring ahead at nothing, he didn’t say anything until he was about to leave where he flashed you a forced smile. ‘Thank you for healing me.’ Was all he said but it was enough to leave you stunned.

Shang Tsung was never one to thank you after healing him, ever, so much so that hearing him say that made you think that something within him had changed, but you weren’t the type to charge into a burning house just because you tricked yourself into seeing something; you were kind but to that degree.

Meanwhile Shang Tsung was mulling over your words in his head. Out of an entire village hellbent on seeing him dead, you were the only one to show him an ounce of kindness despite everything. At first he thought you were unaware of who he was and what he has done to your entire village but when he found out that you were aware, it made all your interactions with him up till now all the more questionable.

He didn’t understand what you think you’d get from being kind to him nor understood your motive, not even your intentions. Yet the more he came to you for healing, he gradually stopped being speculative and started believing that this was just who you were as an individual, it wasn’t a persona you put on for fun. You held a genuine sense of self that not many could claim to have, not even himself. He doesn’t like being vulnerable but he has found that he could do so fluidly when within your presence, sure it took awhile but in the end Shang Tsung knew that it was near impossible for him to be redeemed, he had hurt too many and push many more past breaking point.

Your kindness may have been a reprieve for him but it could never erase the blood off of his hands that will sooner or later taint you.

[koisuko]

Can you do headcanons Mk1 male characters of Liu Kang, Kuai Liang, Tomas Vbrada, Bi Han, Shang Tsung, Havik, Syzoth, Rain, Kenshi and Baraka with fem s/o who has the power of the Scarlet Witch (Marvel) please?

Ooo spicy! I love scarlets powers so much, they are so sick <3 (a draft I struggled to finish, had a brain blank and couldn’t figure out most characters, sorry severe 🥹)

Tw: none, maybe blood or fear but that’s it, fem reader

Liu Kang

He had already known about your powers, given the keeper of time and all. You often kept your mind reading ability to yourself, for your own benefit, so you already knew that he knew.

He was your main support and guide in honing your abilities, bringing you to the monks for daily training. He was uplifting and gave you gentle praise constantly.

The monks, on the other hand, had never seen such power. They were fascinated beyond belief, and couldn’t help but look on in awe at your prowess.

Bi-han

Your power had intrigued him, brought him out of his shell enough to let you in before closing it again. His gentler side a stranger to all but yourself.

You two were an absolute unit of a team. Often mingling your powers together during battle, such as lifting him a little bit higher, creating energy to strengthen icy projectiles and what not.

You were valuable when it came to enemies of the Lin Kuei. An intruder in the base? He’ll have you interrogate them for information, whether that be straight mind reading or bending reality was entirely up to you.

And once the job was done successfully, he was right by your side to praise you for your work, in private mostly.

He could never really hide his feelings, with your mind reading and all, it was all right there on paper for you. Something troubling him? You know.

Shang Tsung

To him, you’d be quite the fascinating specimen at first meeting. Love is a bit of a bottom of the list fort of thing.

He was taken aback himself when he landed you as his s/o. And such a powerful s/o you are.

He almost considered using your love for him to his advantage. Just his little toy to manipulate and bend to his will, carefully of course, who knows how much damage you could do to him if you found out his plan.

Your power fascinated him, often taking you to his lab to watch you move various objects and terrify his subjects with waking nightmares.

You were a lethal weapon to him, and one he could use in his quest for realm domination and power. How afraid others would be of his loyal pet, breaking others with fear and pain with just a snap of his finger.

“Something the matter, my love?” You’d place a hand on his arm, breaking him of his deep daydreaming. He reply with his usual cocky smirk, “of course, why wouldn’t I be?”

He had it all planned out, except one thing he missed, a small but vital detail. You could read his plan every time he thought it up, his mind open and obedient to skim at your will.

Havik

Power, and liberation, were his priorities in life, no matter how extended his mortality would be.

It would be a surprise to many, including himself, that he even had a s/o. However, I surprised no one that he chose such a powerful woman.

He thought of using you, at first, but eventually grew to accept you. You two were a team, and you would help him more than anyone in liberating order realm.

Given his backround, your abilities likely wouldn’t strike him as strange. He would be fascinated by how someone seeming so delicate held so much power in the palms of their hands.

Syzoth

Fascinated, in awe to say the least. He is absolutely gobsmacked by the sheer control you have over such abilities.

He almost felt like he was in the presence of a goddess, and felt slightly inferior. You had to tell him to stop formalities and to stop treating you like he isn’t worthy of you.

His nerves were erratic, when the time came to show his true form. He was worried you would be afraid, or dislike that form. Boy was he surprised, and in love, when you accepted him regardless of his true self.

[fl3shm4id3n]

I wouldn't mind Shang Tsung experimenting on my naked body

[itjazzbicch]

What Wasn't Meant To Be

Pairing: Shang Tsung x Fem Reader 

Summary: This is a prequel to my Escaping False Fate Mini Series!

Escaping False Fate PT. 1 - Escaping False Fate PT. 2

After a man interrupts Shang Tsung during a sales pitch, claiming his work to be fake, the day takes an unfortunate turn; the reader comes to check on her business partner, who holds a special place in her heart after bonding for so long, where she learns vaguely that their lives are about to take a drastic turn...

Warnings:  NONE! Just fluff🥰

Quick Note: I thought that this would be a cute little idea after thinking about the mini-series and based on the photos I use below!

Word Count: 1k 

"You surely cannot be without this medicine that I prepared..."

Shang Tsung was managing by making 'medicine,' which I couldn't insult as I did similar things to make money in the cruel world that we lived in. However, tonight, I had a gift for him that I worked very hard on. A medicine that would work.

Today was quite an eventful one, not for the better, unfortunately. A man came after Shang Tsung and practically started a mob, ruining his product, and I knew that the scene that occurred was weighing on his shoulders.

It was likely going to ripple his future, and considering we were partners, just trying to make money to live, I wanted to help him in any way I could.

"Shang?"

Coming to his stand, I didn't notice him inside, the heavy rain not helping with my vision, but as I turned the corner, he stood in the rain, staring off into nothingness.

"You shouldn't be standing in the rain like this."

Something was going on, but I didn't know what. Either way, I wanted to help him and give him my gift, taking his hand softly and guiding him inside:

"Come inside. I have something to show you."

"Something to show me, hm?"

Looking down at his hand in mine, he hid an evident smile. It made my heart feel lighter. I smiled softly as I nodded, following him inside his mobile stand.

I was familiar with it, sitting him down and getting him a change of clothes, questioning:

"Any particular reason you were standing out in the rain?"

Silence. He was staring off into space, that grin on his face. It made me even more curious now. I didn't want to push him, so I sat his clothes next to him, kneeling gently in front of him so I could get him to stop staring at nothing and find my gaze.

"Would you like to see your gift?"

"What a lovely surprise," He chuckled with a grin, "What is it?"

He had some dry patches of skin on his face, and he was far too handsome to deal with such a burden that wasn't necessary. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out a jar with some cream inside, opened it, and put a small amount on my finger.

"This will help with those dry patches," I explained and offered, "I promise, it will help."

"How thoughtful of you," He grinned, closing his eyes softly as I rubbed it into his skin, getting the patches on his cheek and temple. I couldn't help but smile when he sighed, relieved; it was working already.

"Just keep using it, and your skin will glow," I hummed, gazing into his eyes deeply as he looked into mine, continuing to grin.

Every time I looked into his eyes, my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't describe the feeling, but it surged within me. I nearly got lost in admiring the handsomeness held along with his deep brown eyes till that grin caught my attention again.

My patience was wearing thin because of my curiosity, whispering to him:

"Any particular reason as to why you're grinning like that?"

"I have a question for you." He whispered back, nearly staring into my soul, and his gaze told me this question was necessary.

"I'm listening."

"If our lives were to change drastically, would you continue to be loyal to me?"

This wasn't what I expected, but Shang and I had been business partners for quite some time, and I would be a liar if I said I didn't trust him or that I wasn't loyal to him. As much as I hid it, he had a spot in my heart, and there was never any running from the feeling.

"I'd hope that the change you speak of would be for the better," I sighed, then smiled into his eyes, "But whether if it's good or bad, I'll continue to be loyal to you, Shang."

"Our lives will be changing for the better, dear."

Something must've happened before I came here, and I could only stare as I tried to think of what could have happened, my heart racing as when he called me, dear.

"Did something happen?" I wouldn't dig for too much, but I would've liked an answer.

Shang started to smile, a bright one, nodding and saying vaguely, "I have been presented with an opportunity. An amazing opportunity."

I cocked my eyebrow, my eyes asking for a more direct answer, then he cupped my face, thumbs caressing my cheeks. My heart raced even quicker as he did, softly telling me:

"Imagine being as strong as a deity, having the realms at our feet. Never having to live like this again. Just imagine, dear."

The thought of that made my blood rush. I hated this life, and to come from this life to this power he spoke of? It was like a drug straight into my veins.

"We will achieve such power. All I need you to do is trust and be loyal to me."

"Y-Yes," I nodded, a crack of thunder roaring in the sky as I smiled with a tear of happiness, "Always."

"With time, we will have the realms at our feet. We'll never have to live like this again," He was nearly panting from being so excited at the thought, another crack of thunder roaring when he brought his lips to mine.

I'd never felt my blood run so hot, something in his kiss telling me that every word he spoke was accurate, the spot he had in my heart growing and taking over me as I deepened our kiss, holding his cheeks to keep him close, his lips curling into another grin as I poured my heart into his lips.

When our lips parted, I shook with every breath I took, slowly gazing up into his eyes, and the more he smiled, so did I, to the point where we started laughing, pressing my forehead to his as I whispered:

"I knew that when we met, our lives would change. It almost feels as if we defied a cruel destiny."

His eyes were filled with determination, seeing his gears going and creating a plan, squeezing my cheeks as he smiled, "We will defy that cruel fate, my dear Y/N." 

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[mrstsung]

Shang tsung is here to tell you that he is proud of you. And here to tell you to take it one day at a time. It's ok to just exist and it's ok to just be.

You don't need to have any big aspirations in life nor do you have to do grand things to be excellent and an exceptional person.

He loves you as you are.

And he is oh so grateful for you.

[odditycircus-2002]

Hi, I hope you’re doing well ✨, After reading the domestic timeline ask, can we get some potential headcanons for hubby! Shang Tsung and Medusa! Reader (and their kids)👀🐍💫✨

Since I enjoy the comedic possibilities with that Domestic AU, sure!😄😄😄 Hope these are alright.

Since there is no tournament nor Shao Khan to worry about, Shang Tsung would probably not have to work as much. I’d imagine he’s basically the male wife of the marriage😆 Medusa!Reader is more the breadwinner, as you had a job long before marrying Shang Tsung.

Consider perhaps You and Shang Tsung married AFTER the Mortal Kombat Tournament, where Shang Tsung DIDN’T betray Earthrealm. Meaning not only was the venue larger and filled with your fellow combatants (including Quan-chi as the best man) but Raiden was also the officiant.

You’re still a Gorgon, but it wasn’t the Elder Gods that cursed you as much as it was Shao Khan who did so. However, Shang Tsung avoided his rapid aging curse and need for souls.

After you and Shang Tsung married, you had your eldest child, Jin, a year later. You saw no reason to not have them, as you and Shang Tsung live comfortably, don’t have any world-ending enemies, and you have the means to do so. However, if anyone’s seen Shang Tsung’s island and his palace, it’s obvious you both could afford having more than one child. Given you have plenty of servants to help with keeping the palace tidy and see to the children when neither you or Shang Tsung are available. Although, that doesn’t mean you and your husband aren’t both equally involve in your children’s life.

Speaking of your children, you and Shang Tsung have 7. 3 of them are triplets and 2 are twins. Most of them have inherited your curse but to a lesser extent. Some of them moved out by the time they reach adulthood, but they still swing by every now and again. Although this has many guests and friends constantly questioning how many children you and Shang Tsung have again. You and your husband are proud of your children, when they go off to start their own careers, after finishing college.

You and Shang’s life is basically like the Addams Family sitcom. The island can be beautiful and creepy, and the palace so old that it could belong in a museum. Quan-chi often visits up from the Netherworld, and is lovingly known as “Uncle Chi-chi” by the children. You love to grow sentient and carnivorous plants which you tend to by hand. Shang Tsung loves to spend his time to pursue any dark magic or endeavor's, often competing with Quan-chi on who’s best at it.

You and Shang Tsung’s children are often up to their own sort of mischief, such as trying to maim or dismember one another. Sometimes they try to get rid of their younger siblings when they first arrive. Once Shang Tsung caught the triplets trying to offer their younger twin siblings to some Netherworld demon in return for knowledge.

Despite the Shang House having their ups and downs, there is love and devotion within the strange home. Despite the passing eons, you and Shang Tsung can’t keep your hands off one another, much to the disgust of your children and Quan-chi at times. Yes, life couldn’t seem to get any better for you and Shang Tsung…

[inactivewattpadauthor]

Shang Tsung x Reader: Self-Lobotomy

Context: Unhappy wife reader does some shit when Shang Tsung isn't home

Warning: Angst, self-surgical harm, I didn't do much research I'm just remembering Sister Sage from The Boys ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Back from afar, Shang Tsung has returned to his very island, walking through the double doors of his large home like the arrogant owner he is.

"My dearly wife, I am home!" The wicked, yet handsome sorcerer has called for you, wishing the usual greeting you give him when the doors opened.

Strangely, not even a holler was heard back. Not much thought of it was given as Shang shrugged and walked along.

Hopefully, you weren't mad about the tiny argument you had with him before you left...

"𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵?! 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺?!" 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺��𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥.

"𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯?" 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘤 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴?

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥.

"𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦?"

"𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺?" 𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦  𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. "𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭?"

𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦.

𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱����𝘢𝘬𝘴. "𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯. 𝘖𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥."

Of course, his apathy couldn't understand the slightest of what you were going through. He always seemed to know it all, and you trusted it.

Yet he's the only one here, and you feel very lonely.

"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦." 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥. "𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦. 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶... 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴."

𝘊𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

"𝘕𝘰. 𝘐'𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 𝘈 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. "𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘶𝘵𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥. 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦."

Just talking isn't what you needed, but you said nothing more as you weren't really given the chance to. You had to watch him leave you again.

Now, the man was peeking around every corridor and room to see where you were, but nowhere. Mind you, he isn't quite up for a child's game of hide and seek.

Sitting in his own designated chair at the end up the long dining table, he purs himself his own drink. Sipping the fine liquor, he ponders what you could be doing. Maybe even considering your feelings while he had to go away for a while, like commonly.

He knows your bad days were outweighing the good ones, but your ideal solution of that nearly made him laugh the first time you proposed it.

The next times you brought it up, it made him bothered in a snobbish way. His answer remained the same. He'd never perform such an experiment/surgery on you. You were already perfect to him. Shang thinks you'd just get over your silly woes.

Humming to himself in thought, he sips down his drink again thinking what you could be doing. Perhaps stargazing. You like the stars.

Until a random thought whispered darkly to him:

"Check the Flesh Pits."

All that nonchalant turned terrified, he was out his seat and out his palace.

The disturbing lab has never been chilly to him. Walking past his own vile tests of torture and gorey subjects that were once living people, he only focuses on finding you.

Near all the test tubes his lab chair was turned away from sight. He can make you your hair.

"Y/n?" The worried sorcerer called and made his way to you. Turning the chair to him, you were awake alright, blankly staring at him.

"Gods, you gave me a fright." The relieved smile was brief when he noticed blood leaking from your right ear.

Not just that, his eyes traveled down to the shining object in your hand. The orbitoclast he didn't use much, but he owned. The end of it was red.

Grief overtook him as he knows what you did to yourself.

"What did you do?" He whispers. You look so clueless.

Blinking, appearing as if you were processing him, you smiled in a way that was not you. "Husband! I miss you!" You raised your arms and awaited a hug.

You were never jolly like this.

The dreading husband shook his head in denial.

"You don't love me?" You frowned as well like a child.

"No. No. I do love you. Everything will be fine." He helped you out the chair and gave you the hug.

Holding you closely, his eye shuts. Even if you could understand, he wouldn't even attempt to tell you how hurt he feels. How sorry he is.

He feels like a failure of a husband and indeed it's a bad feeling. He shouldn't have left you alone and depressed.

It felt like he didn't even try, did it? All the chances he had.

Wiping his eye, he whispers, "Why don't we get you to bed? You must be very tired."

"But you just got here! I want you with me!"

"Of course, of course," Shang Tsung bows his head. "I'll be with you, just please, let's take you back to the palace." ~~~~~~~~~~~~