#sub zero mk11

[ynnu-64]

how I love traumatised men that yearn for one another 💚

[iliketangerines]

helloo could i request a fem!reader throating a creamy blueberry popsicle in front of mk11 kuai liang? reddened lips from the cold, taking great care not to let the cream drip - i'll leave whether or not the reader is self-aware and how much kuai liang loses his cool to you ;)

losing cool

a/n: mmmmm...old man kuai liang...i love him so much

pairing: kuai liang x gn!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), blowjobs

it was an unbearably hot summer day, the sun was blazing overhead, and the training grounds provided no shade or relief to the trainees

even Kuai Liang could feel himself sweating and gradually heating despite his cryomancy, and he found himself coating his hands in ice to feel some semblance of coolness

lunch break had finally come, and all of the trainees had rushed off to the kitchens to pour themselves a glass of ice water

thankfully, the cook had provided all cold dishes today and added no further heat to the already sweltering day

Kuai Liang oversaw the room, watching as the initiates ate their food and complained about the heat of the day, and he saw you in the other corner of the room doing the same

you were one of the mentors, already having completed your training, and one of the few that could match Kuai Liang’s fighting prowess

he can see the way sweat droplets gather on your forehead and how your skin was slightly flushed from the heat, and then you glance at him

Kuai Liang gives you a nod and turns back to look at the initiates, pursing his lips together and hoping that the nod had passed as natural and that it looked like he wasn’t staring at you

finally, as the first few trainees finished their food, the cook brought out a large cooler and opened it, showing packaged popsicles that the cook had bought in the nearby village especially for this day

almost immediately there is the sound of chopsticks clacking hurriedly as they rush to finish their food and grab one of the rare sweet treats

soon, the trainees disperse with their popsicles in hand, left to their own devices for the next two hours, and the chef finally brings out food for the mentors and Kuai Liang

it’s a quiet murmur in the dining room as the chef takes the empty dishes and plates, and you sit right across from Kuai Liang, quiet as you eat your food

he can see the way your eyelashes flutter and how you focus on eating your food, always so focused, always so determined and serious

turning back to his own food, Kuai Liang finishes up the cold noodles quickly, and he stands up to grab his own popsicle from the cooler

there’s a variety of flavors, but he chooses the corn-flavored one, a small childhood memory he shared with his mother and older brother

you soon finish your food as well, and he sees that you grab a blueberry-flavored popsicle and then you sit back in front of him and unwrap it

it’s already dripping, condensation building on the surface and slight drips of the cream starting to fall off and hanging on the bottom

you waste no time, dragging your tongue along the base of the popsicle and humming at the taste as your eyes light up in delight

Kuai Liang can’t help but replace the image of the popsicle with something more lewd, and he nearly chokes on his own as the thought intrudes in his head

you are his prized mentor, one of the best, he shouldn’t be thinking of you like that, and yet he keeps watching you as you lick up and down the popsicle

it’s almost torture as he watches the blue coat your tongue, and then your wrap your lips around the tip and suck on it

he can see how it bobs slightly from how your tongue licks at the tip, and Kuai Liang looks back down at his own popsicle and hurriedly takes a bite out of it

suddenly, the room was more stifling than before

Kuai Liang lets the flavor melt in his mouth and dares another glance back up at you, and he coughs at the sight of the popsicle halfway down your throat

your lips are shiny and red, and you looks so focused, eyebrows furrowed and eyes slightly squinted as you eat your popsicle

you look at him coughing, and you ask him if he was alright in that sweet voice of your, and Kuai Liang waves you off, nodding his head

you’re just eating a popsicle, just a blueberry flavored popsicle, but he can’t stop thinking of you on your knees and in between his legs

would your tongue drag along the length? would you dip your tongue into the slit and listen to him groan? would you take him just as well?

he squeezes his free hand and finishes off the rest of his popsicle, hoping his face wasn’t as red as it felt, and he bows to the mentors before taking his leave

closing the door to his room, Kuai Liang wastes no time in pulling down his pants, leaning against the door and stroking at the hard length

his hands are calloused and rough, but he knows that your mouth would be soft and wet

he can’t help but imagine his fingers buried in your soft hair and your lips stretched around the girth

you would look so beautiful, so gorgeous as you tried to take him deeper and deeper, Kuai Liang lets out a moan at the thought

would you look just as focused? so determined? or would your eyes be hazy and teary as you bob your head up and down?

your moans would be so sweet, and he wants to know what you would do if he held your head down on his cock

perhaps you would choke and gag, struggling to breathe as he held you down there, or perhaps you would take it well and just stare up at him through those wet eyelashes

Kuai Liang groans, hand pumping quickly at his cock, and he groans as he cums, his seed splattering onto the floor and staining his hand

the image of your face covered in his cum flashes across his mind, and he closes his eyes as he imagines you sticking out your tongue for him and then happily swallowing him

he opens his eyes and breathes heavily, staring at the white on the floor before he finally tucks away his softening cock and walks off to the bathroom to clean off the stain

you haunt his dreams, and Kuai Liang isn’t sure how much longer he could take it

[theartistaslisalee]

Reading some Subsmoke smut on AO3 has really rotted my brain, I can’t get enough of them as disturbing as it sounds! 😂😂😂. But it does keep me grounded in these uncertain times. Recently read one by @evilconcubinemk and I believe you can tell by this pic what the story is about. 😜😜😜

[elliid0]

Kuai liang mk11🌷🌷

[angel-of-the-moons]

Kuai Liang (Sub Zero) MK11 Masterlist

Mortal Kombat 11 Masterlist

🍰 -- Means fluff

🥀 -- Means Angst

❤️‍🔥 -- Means NSFW

💘 -- Means eventual NSFW

🍰 Petal-Soft (Kuai Liang x Fem!Reader)

[spicybeefnoodles]

'this made me think of you'

summary: kuai liang goes to the local night market

warnings: suggestive at the end :)

a/n: i got carried away, and now the prompt is the side plot to the main plot

Kuai Liang wandered through the night market, not looking for anything in particular. He absentmindedly twisted the golden wedding band around his finger as he looked through the stalls. The vendors were shouting excitedly and customers bustled about the stalls, but nothing quite caught Kuai Liang’s eyes. Grandmaster Hasashi, his husband, was coming over to the Lin Kuei in a few hours for their weekly meeting, and usually Kuai Liang would be at the Lin Kuei preparing for the Shirai Ryu’s arrival. However, he had felt the sudden urge to visit the local night market and so he had changed into some casual clothes and ordered Cyrax to take charge until he came back.

Almost an hour later, Kuai Liang had bought almost nothing except some cho dofu to snack on as he browsed the stalls and looked over the products. Feeling a bit dejected that he couldn’t find anything, Kuai Liang began to make his way out of the night market, swerving between chattering adults and laughing kids. The Lin Kuei assassin scratched at his face as he watched two parents pick up their giggling child and spin them around in the air. He turned away and rubbed at his neck. Neither he nor Hanzo had time to raise a child, but that didn’t stop Kuai Liang imagining a life where they could.

When he was younger, he had never imagined himself with a family. He was much too busy trying to please his father and complete his training to focus on such frivolous needs. None of the women that Bi Han had brought round had ever caught Kuai Liang’s eye, and so he had never thought about starting a family. He had resigned himself to a lifetime of loneliness, but then Hanzo Hasashi had appeared. The two had spat at first, but the other Grandmaster had made Kuai Liang’s heart stutter. And now that the two had married, the Lin Kuei Grandmaster found himself thinking about starting a family more often than not.

Glancing around as he maneuvered his way through the crowds, Kuai Liang spotted a vendor down the street with a cartful of flowers. He didn’t remember seeing that earlier, but for some reason, the soft petals and bright colors of the carnations drew him in. The vendor visibly brightened seeing Kuai Liang approach.

“Come see! Come see! Very pretty flowers for a very good price!” The vendor said, smiling wide from ear to ear. Kuai Liang nodded and looked through the assortment of flowers that she was selling as she chatted about the meaning of the different types of flowers.

“Would you have anything…” Kuai Liang interrupted the vendor, putting his hand up to silence her, “for a partner?”

“Yes, yes! Of course! We have red roses, very romantic. Only 50 yuan for a bouquet!” The vendor’s eyes gleamed, noticing the golden wedding band on Kuai Liang’s finger. “Are you married? We have some red camellias! It symbolizes great desire, love, romance. It’ll be sure to blow your wife away and get you a lucky night! Only 100 yuan for a bouquet!”

Kuai Liang gave a nervous smile but took a look at the red camellias that the vendor had pointed to. They were beautiful, a bold bright red that seemed to shine in their spot in the cart, and they reminded him of Hanzo. He picked out a bouquet with no noticeable blemishes and paid the fee. The vendor bid him a happy farewell and pocketed the money. No doubt that the vendor had ripped him off, but money was no object and Hanzo was going to arrive soon. Kuai Liang certainly didn’t want to miss his husband’s arrival. The Grandmaster hurried through the crowd, cradling the bouquet in his arms as he tried to avoid bumping the flowers into any person. In his hurried walking and concentrating on the safety of the flowers, he hadn’t noticed a child that was running in his path, and he stumbled over her, sending the both of them to the floor.

Kuai Liang twisted to avoid landing on the child but let go of the flowers to catch himself with his arms. He sat up, rubbing at his wrists, and noticed the child across from him sitting up and starting to sob. The Grandmaster stared at the child, unsure of what to do. When he was a child, he wasn’t allowed to cry, or he would be hit. Or left out to deal with the cold and master his cryomancy. But, as the child started to cry even louder, Kuai Liang scooped the child into his arms, driven by some unknown force, and bounced the child in his arms and tried to calm her down.

“Hey, hey, shh, it’s okay, it’s okay. You’re okay.” Kuai Liang whispered, trying to calm the child. The little girl fisted the cryomancer’s shirt and sobbed into his shoulder. Glancing down, he noticed the flower bouquet on the ground. The Grandmaster picked it up before anyone else could trample over the camellias, but it was to no avail. Kuai Liang frowned as he noticed several of the flowers had broken at the stem, and the remaining flowers were flattened, dirtied and ripped from the stomping of feet.

As if the little girl had a sixth sense for Kuai Liang’s own distress, she began to cry even harder and a few passersby were now staring at the two. The Grandmaster gave a sheepish smile and looked around for the little girl’s parents, hoping to hand off the crying child. The girl clearly had parents that adored her. Hair tied up with ribbons and bows, and a colorful shirt made of a soft material that reminded Kuai Liang of silk. However, no one stepped forward to take the girl off of his hands, instead they all avoided his gaze as he searched through the crowd.

Kuai Liang moved the crumpled flower bouquet into his other hand and stroked the back of the girl’s back as he started walking through the crowd. The movement seemed to sooth the girl as her sobbing turned into quiet sniffles, and the girl loosened her hold on Kuai Liang’s shirt.

“Hey, where are your parents?” The cryomancer asked, still searching through the crowd for any frantic couple looking for their kid.

“I don’t know.” The girl buried her face into Kuai Liang’s shoulder, her voice wavering with unsurety as she clung onto him. Kuai Liang tried not to seem agitated as he adjusted the girl in his grip to hold onto the ruined flower bouquet a little better. The little girl whimpered, and he patted the girl’s back once again.

“It’s okay. Let’s find your parents together, okay? Do you remember where you saw them last?”

“Um, I think they were looking at jewelry. I got bored because they were taking too long.” The little girl answered, and Kuai Liang started walking through the night market, trying to remember where he had seen some jewelry earlier. Unfortunately, several vendors were selling jewelry of all kinds, but it seemed that the girl’s parents were perhaps looking at matching jewelry. Otherwise, Kuai Liang would have to search through every single stall, and there were too many to count trying to sell jewelry. The Grandmaster would have to hurry. No doubt Hanzo had arrived by now and was wondering where he was.

Walking quickly through the streets, Kuai Liang asked the various vendors that were selling matching jewelry if they had seen the little girl’s parents, but none of them had seen them.

Night had now descended upon the town, and the streets had somehow grown much more crowded, and Kuai Liang had a hard time trying to keep the bouquet from being crushed and also soothing the girl at the same time. Eventually, Kuai Liang had exhausted every jewelry stall he could find, and he was itching to get out of the crowd and back to the Lin Kuei.

“...I’m hungry.” The little girl looked expectantly at the Grandmaster.

“What?” As if on cue, Kuai Liang felt his stomach rumble, and he realized that he hadn’t eaten in several hours. He sighed but turned around.

“What do you want to eat?” Kuai Liang shifted the girl in his arms again as he headed to the entrance of the night market, where most of the food vendors were at.

“I like noodles.”

“Okay, let’s get some noodles then, huh?” Kuai Liang waited in line, the girl snuggling into Kuai Liang’s shirt until he reached the front. 

“Can I get two beef noodles?” He fished the money out of his pocket and handed it over to the vendor as the vendor took the money and prepared the noodles right in front of him.

“For you and your daughter!” The vendor flashed a brilliant smile, but Kuai Liang could only sheepishly smile and headed to sit on the outskirts of the market with the girl in tow and sat down on the curb, laying the red camellias as gently as he could onto the ground. Kuai Liang picked up his chopsticks and started eating quickly. He still had to help find the girl’s parents before he could head back, and it was quite late now. It was only a few bites in when he noticed that the girl struggled to pick up the noodles with her own chopsticks.

“Here, let me.” He picked up the noodles with his chopsticks and fed them to the little girl gently, wiping at her mouth with a napkin if any sauce got on her face and keeping the portions small enough so that she could chew. She had only finished half of the portion before she pushed away the bowl from her.

“You should eat all your food. It’ll help you grow big and strong.” Kuai Liang smiled fondly at the little girl as she huffed but begrudgingly opened her mouth for another mouthful of noodles. After some more minutes, the girl and Kuai Liang had finished their food and now sat on the curb, trying to digest. The girl leaned on his side, and Kuai Liang wrapped an arm around her, keeping her close as the chill of the night set in, though he imagined he wasn’t much warmer. Neither of them said anything for a while, just staring at the stars and listening to the bustle of the market behind them.

Kuai Liang went to pick the girl up and continue looking for her parents, but before he could pick her up, he noticed that she had fallen asleep. The cryomancer smiled and tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear and let her sleep. She must be exhausted. Even Kuai Liang felt tired from walking around the market for several hours. Just as he felt his eyelids slip close, he heard the familiar call of his name.

“Kuai Liang!”

He cracked open his eyeslids and stared up at Hanzo, looking quite out of breath and dressed in full Shirai Ryu uniform. The man glanced between Kuai Liang and the little girl asleep at his side.

“Who is that?” Hanzo asked, kneeling down to take a closer look at the girl.

“Some girl. She had gotten lost at the market. Here. I saw them and thought of you.” Kuai Liang picked up the bouquet and handed it to Hanzo. “I dropped them, and they got trampled. Sorry.”

Hanzo chuckled and pressed a kiss to Kuai’s forehead. “They’re beautiful either way. Thank you. I suppose you haven’t found the girl’s parents yet?”

Kuai Liang shook his head and tucked the girl a little closer in his arms. “I’m not sure where her parents could be. Perhaps it is time to turn her over to the police. Her parents have probably already filed a report for her.”

Hanzo just hummed, staring at how Kuai Liang had an arm wrapped around her and the empty noodle containers right next to them. “It seems like you’ve grown an attachment to the girl.”

“What? No, I haven’t.” Kuai Liang straightened his posture but kept his protective embrace over the girl. “I’m just keeping her safe. That’s it.”

“Yes, of course. Speaking of which.”

Kuai Liang looked to the entrance of the market, seeing a couple frantically rush out of the town and look around before spotting the girl.

“Oh my goodness! Xiang Hu!” The two parents cried out as they rushed toward Kuai Liang and Hanzo. The little girl woke up at the noise, but at the sight of her parents, wiggled excitedly out of Kuai Liang’s grip and into her parent’s awaiting arms. 

“Mama! Papa!” The little girl shouted as she flung herself into her father’s arms. He hugged the little girl, tears streaming down his face as the little girl recalled her tale of wandering around the market with Kuai Liang. The mother held onto the cryomancer’s hands, crying as she thanked him.

“Ah, it was no problem. She was a delight.” Kuai Liang looked at the girl fondly as her mother went and pinched her cheek and embraced the little girl. The parents finally stood up after some time and started to walk away, but the little one broke from their grip and rushed back to Kuai Liang. She hugged his legs.

“Thank you for helping me find my parents, uncle.”

Kuai Liang chuckled and kneeled down. “Be a good girl for your parents, yeah?” The little girl nodded and rushed back to parents, and they waved goodbye. As he watched the happy family walk away, his heart held a small ache knowing he would never be able to have a family like that.

“Come on, my heart. Let’s go back home.” Hanzo held out his hand for Kuai Liang, and they both disappeared in a column of flame. When Kuai Liang found himself back in front of his own abode at the Lin Kuei, he let out a sigh of relief and dragged Hanzo into his room. The pyromancer was strangely quiet as Kuai Liang left him in his bedroom and took a warm soothing shower, rubbing away the dirt and stress of the day. As he stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his hips, Kuai Liang found Hanzo now dressed in plain clothes looking at the trampled flowers that he had placed in a vase he had somehow found.

Kuai Liang winced as he looked at the state of the flowers. In the moonlight and rosy lights of the vendors, they hadn’t looked too bad, but now in the overhead lights of Kuai Liang’s room, the flowers looked much worse. Several of the remaining flowers were missing petals, and the ones that had petals were ripped up at the edges and had the dark imprint of shoes on them. The stems were all uneven, and the bouquet looked very frazzled all around.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I can get you better ones-”

“No, no. They’re gorgeous. Thank you very much, my heart.” Hanzo reached. “I didn’t get you anything though.” The Shirai Ryu Grandmaster pulled Kuai Liang in by the hips and started kissing at his neck, and the cryomancer shivered.

“It-it was a spontaneous decision. They were so beautiful, and I thought of you.” Kuai Liang let out a whimper as Hanzo sucked a dark bruise into a particularly sensitive part of his neck.

“Well, I have an idea of what I could give you.” Hanzo started stepping forward, forcing Kuai Liang to move backwards until the back of his knees hit of his bed, and they both fell onto the plush bed.

“Wh-what?” Kuai Liang looked up, a dazed expression in his eyes as Hanzo straddled Kuai Liang’s hips and sat up to strip off his shirt.

“I saw the way you looked at the girl. You want a child, don’t you? I want one too. Hmm, you looked so wonderful taking care of that girl.” Hanzo whispered into Kuai Liang’s ears, and the cryomancer’s cheeks heated up.

“I-I mean. Are you sure? You want a child with me?” Kuai Liang’s voice cracked as he asked, insecurity creeped into his voice. Kuai Liang was old, and he wasn’t even sure he could conceive anymore.

“Of course, my heart. I want to do everything with you.” Hanzo unwrapped Kuai Liang’s towel, and the cryomancer knew he was in for a long night. It seemed that the vendor was right after all. Kuai Liang did get lucky that night.

[baddawg94]

Sub Zero

[payasobabas69]

Mortal Kombat shirtless characters Google search

[shkretart]

A few sketches on MK1. I draw during breaks from work, give me strength.

[ynnu-64]

KuaiHanzo making steam

[quozacheese]

extra doodles from yesterday

[sillyheartnerd]

In my opinion, the three of them are like this.🥹

And, don't let blind people drive.😫

[cherry-romper]

Mortal Kombat -

Suggestive Headcannons

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

Warnings; MDNI, Sexual Content,

Contains; GN!reader, fluff, smut

Liu Kang; 

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

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

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

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

Kung Lao; 

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

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

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

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

Raiden; 

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

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

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

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

Bi-han; 

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

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

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

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

Kuai Liang; 

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

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

Soft grabs and deep kisses are his go to. 

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

Tomas Vrbada; 

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

A begger. “Please” is his favourite word. 

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

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

Johnny Cage; 

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

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

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

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

Kenshi Takahashi;

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

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

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

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

Syzoth;

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

Lasts a long time. Big on edging. 

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

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

Shang Tsung; 

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

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

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

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

Reiko; 

Post. Fight. Sex.

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

Absolutely feral. 

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

Havik; 

Likes to be served, 100%. 

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

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

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

[tazahan]

Silent Hill Kuai Liang

[nouveaullo]

mspaint farts

[shubloe-din]

Yes these are all screenshots from the games idk what you’re talking about

Open for better quality