Pls pls pls earthrealmers with like a washed up musical star turned fighter (srry if its too specific)
♫ ┆earthrealm heroes quad (raiden, kung lao, johnny cage & kenshi) w. washedstar!reader
tw: gn pronouns, sfw but one (1) suggestiveness in johnnys part, mdni
notes: yes. sorry if this is lackluster. cries
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Raiden equated you to another strain of Johnny Cage. Without even trying you seemed to have charmed him into liking you, and now you’re seeing each other… Privately, of course.
That being said: The beautiful concept of privacy is near sacred to Raiden. There’s a hc with popstar!reader where it’s said that privacy is important to him, and that’s true. In most cases when it comes to mentioning what you do or did he’s overtly casual about it, uber humble if he doesn’t mention it at all. If you were to start to put yourself back out there, this feat would only strengthen.
As a fighter, Raiden is constantly doting on you. He doesn’t let up even when you prove to him you can defend yourself. You try to be just as much caring, but sometimes he can make you feel like it’s not enough. He makes sure to remind you that whatever you do, he’s grateful.
Raiden loves it when you sing to him, and he’s not shy about that at all. Serenade him. Please. He already feels like a hopeless romantic around you. Your status, to him, is the last thing on his mind [when it’s just you and him]. He falls further in love with you if you sing to or play an instrument for him.
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Kung Lao watched in the distance a sight he would never let Raiden live down for the rest of his life.
Raiden looks so taken by you, but your face is scrunched in focus with a hint of frustration of messing up a few notes. He listens with a glimmer in his eyes and a quirk in his lips indiscriminately.
“Yeah, no. He’s definitely not going for lunch with us. Just look at ‘im…” Johnny starts, watching beside the other male with his hands on his hips. He goes quiet, and he looks around the perimeter.
“…Man…”
Suddenly, he raises his voice.
“Hey—hey Romeo!”
Johnny goes tumbling from a push just as he said it, and Kung Lao curses to himself as he attempts to catch the actor—and his square shades—before the floor hit him. Kung Lao up and hauls him far away, so very far away. The shove of all shoves to save Raiden’s life.
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Raiden feels lucky to be able to fight by your side.
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Kung Lao actually tried to set you up with Johnny Cage, but at the slightest hint of him starting to feeling funny/differently about it he stopped. He thought you two would hit it off because of your similar pasts, plus it’s some fun when the group is lying low. He started to show out for you in order to undo what he’s done (if it were even working), and when he got you to confess to him he totally wasn’t running laps around the academy.
Kung Lao starts to spar and/or train with you more than anyone else. Sure, he and Raiden still spar, but you are quickly becoming his ultimate partner. He tries to get you into some sort of weaponry if you’re not already. When it comes to physically fighting an enemy, he loves to beat them with you.
Even as a washed up star Kung Lao still would have a sense of pride from being with you. Not because you’re some washed up star but because he’s scored such an amazing, beautiful, good and talented person like you. He genuinely cherishes you. But if anyone asks, he’ll tell them what you do first, before your name. If you’re more orientated on fixing your career, he gives you advice (even if he’s not qualified).
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“So,” Raiden nudged Kung Lao rather firmly. Either that, or Kung Lao was too deep in his head that he weren’t properly planted. “You and [Reader], huh?”
It took Kung Lao a moment.
“Yeah… Me and [Reader],” Kung Lao confirmed with a swell of his chest, the corner of his lip curling upwards. “And what about it, thunderboy? Jealous?”
“Oh, no. I’m alright,” Raiden shook his head somewhat, holding a hand up. “Just… Curious. They kind of appeared out of nowhere.”
“T’you.”
“To me? What do you mean to me?”
“Seriously, you never heard of [Reader]?” Kung Lao seemed offended, but couldn’t really hold the feeling. “They were like, the hottest thing… Years ago… But that doesn’t matter. They’re still cute, I’m their man. In fact, I’m the man.”
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Kung Lao has enough pride for the both of you.
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Johnny Cage immediately looked you up. Nevermind that he recognized you from afar, having already known a thing or two from when you were trending. If you have anything—a wiki, a loyal fanpage, an article, whatever—he’s going to find you. You also knew a thing or two about him. You two clicked a bit more easier than his peers. And, admittedly, his flirting worked.
Privacy is not Johnny Cage’s forte, so don’t think for a second that you’ll get any, if you don’t ask. You’ll get popular again for a hot minute when (not if) your relationship goes public, however if you really want privacy he’ll try to omit some details of your intimacy from the public. But it won’t stop him from wanting to post you two. He wants to show you off, and if it makes a bit of extra cash, why not?
You’ll have to make one of your next projects about Johnny Cage. He’ll beg and plead on his knees if you don’t fold right away, even bothering you on Liu Kang’s missions. But even if you end up not doing so, he’ll commission or make a film/something for the both of you; probably includes some select of the truckloads of photos and videos he’s taken of you two, during some of your more intimate moments.
Other than doing realm business together, Johnny Cage makes a hobby out of trying to restart both of your careers. A first-time director like him could use someone in the industry like you. If you can’t act, he’ll offer to help you and/or pay for classes. If you don’t want to act, he’ll find you a manager (as if he wasn’t acting like one already). Just remember: he’s been your first fan regardless of who actually was. You’re attached at the hip with him.
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Absolutely exhausted, is what you felt. You hadn’t had a chance to rest like this ever since Liu Kang had his dealings in Outworld.
You lie on top of Johnny, your arms curled around his torso underneath his arms and your face buried into the warm alley of his neck. Johnny could smell your shampoo, and made sure you knew that. He always tells you how much he loves it; how much he loves you.
You’ve been hearing yourself for at least an hour.
Johnny kept his eyes squinted from amusement trained on his phone, watching back old performances of yours with a small smile on his face. He could watch you for many more hours than just one, but he knows how exhausting it must be to constantly have to hear yourself.
“Pitch perfect, baby. That’s why I love you,” Johnny praised as the video ended, his head turning to give you a long kiss on the curve beside your nape. “You think your fans could ever guess you bash some guys’ head in on the regular? Mine do.”
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Johnny Cage makes sure you two are the new hottest couple.
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Kenshi instantly might not have wanted anything to do with you at first, I think. He didn’t necessarily avoid you, but he kept it simple and classy with you. Yeah, you’re cute and you may not have been all that famous anymore, but there had to be someone who checked for you every then and again. To him, being seen with you made you both targets. But when he realized that you could fight, something changed.
You were sort of out of his league and Kenshi knew that. It took Johnny, of all people, to help him out. Johnny knew bits and pieces of you, but when he saw that Kenshi was dead serious, he straightened up. He even looked you up for him so that they could research together, that way Kenshi could have something to talk about with you the next time you saw each other.
He doesn’t say it, but Kenshi loves the sound of your voice. Pre and post-incident, but moreso post-incident. He lets it guide him anywhere; to the bedroom, to sleep, anywhere, to do anything. You seem to notice his reliance on your voice even with sento and it flatters you incredibly. You make sure to use it as much as possible.
And god forbid you get a sore throat or lose your voice around Kenshi. He’s not letting you out of reach, and any doubts of his ability to cook [post-incident] are disproven that same day. He manually heals you back to health. Even when you’re sure you can still be a competent fighter, Kenshi insists that you rest. He’ll be back before you know it.
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Kenshi loves the sound of your morning voice the most.
@𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐀೨
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actually another thing worth noting that develops as a consequence of the last post is the somewhat humorously hostile relationship that develops between pom and lime. its not that she HATES him per say, hes a good guild member, hes loyal and strong and an overall asset.
HOWEVER, pom can tell pretty easily that he likes mochi. even if he didnt, he does things that distract her still (taking her to get ice cream, hanging out with her while shes reading through spell books, CRAWLING INTO HER BED TO CUDDLE WITH HER) and so pom is always like grrrr idiot thunderboy. didnt i tell you shes not allowed to have a boyfriend?? and lime smirks and goes "I mean, just because she can't have a 'boyfriend' doesn't mean I can't be a little sweet with her from time to time right--" and pom scratches up his face
she HATES this logic because its somewhat of a loophole: the whole thing about not having a "boyfriend" is not having to worry about the relationship aspect, but if theyre not technically in a "relationship" then mochi doesnt need to worry about putting in effort and can focus on her studies right????? and lime can just flirt with her from time to time right??? and pom does that cat thing where they latch onto your leg and start biting
this does introduce a different kind of distraction which is "Does he like me...???" but pom doesnt really fight against it because she realizes that regardless of whether or not he flirts with mochi, 1) she will STILL be worrying about if he likes her or not, so that aspect doesnt go away. might even be worse if he doesnt give her attention and theres a possibility she will neglect her studies in the effort of getting him to like her. 2) maybe this will actually resolve those worries a little bit, and mochi needs some happiness now and then in between magic stress
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From the desk of Gordon Tracy
Subject: No, we didn’t forget this year...
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[LINK]
A video pops up.
[The shot shows Gordon sitting cross-legged on a beach blanket, grinning widely, and facing the camera and with the rolling sea in the background. His ukulele is in his lap, not quite in position to play just yet.]
And we’re live! Virgil, the big guy! Happy Birthday, bro! Last year was kind of a mess. This is what we get for letting Scott and John try to plan surprises. [He fondly rolls his eyes] But we are glad you were a good sport, and this year I put my foot down and told them we are NOT pretending we forgot.
I know. Shocker, coming from me.
Look I appreciate a good prank or surprise as much as anyone. But I think last year showed that we can’t guess when rescues are going to come in or what the next day brings. And I’d rather spend the day celebrating for the time we have to do so. So this will be waiting for you when you get up at a decent 10:00 sleep in, which of course you’ll be allowed to do because it’s your birthday. I am sure coffee will still be waiting, if Scott remembers to reset the hot plate so it stays warm. That’s on him, so don’t come for me.
[He nervously runs a hand through his hair, picking up the uke.]
Okay, so my gift this year...so I wrote a song.
[He grins, a wide, trouble-making, mischievous smile.]
Well I wrote the words to a song. Someone stole all the virtuoso talent in the family, so I borrowed a classic tune.
The @flyboytracy helped. Trust me you’ll know which ones he didn’t write. And John is going to help me with the sound. Hopefully all this isn’t too loud. [he waves at the waves behind him] Then again [shit-eating grin, again] maybe you will want to hear the sea over me.
[he cackles, then starts. It a familiar sea shanty... A proud tenor; it’s obvious he’s been practicing because Gordon can be obnoxious when he’s not actually trying. No, he’s been working hard on this.]
There was once a ship -Thunderbird Three
And the pilot of the ship was the smallest pea
The rockets fired up, her launch renown
Oh go, the thunderboys, go (huh)
Soon may the Thunderbirds come
To start the rescue with Thunderbird One
One day, when the world is good
They'll take their pods and go
Thunderbird Two inside her bore
The purest bird: Thunderbird Four
The pilot dropped her far from shore
Then took her home in tow
Soon may the Thunderbirds come
Looking real fly in Thunderbird One
One day, when the rescue is done
They’ll take their pods and go
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Two’s hull was not made for water
But Four was in a spot of bother
She sunk down deep, grappled, caught her
When she dove too low (huh)
Soon may the Thunderbirds come
As long as Scott sticks to One
One day, maybe just for fun
He’ll take some leave and go (huh!)
In this work, we follow Five’s lead
The spaceman’s mind can track all feeds
In many tongues, he can intercede
and keep the job in flow (huh!)
Soon may the Thunderbirds come
Four is still better than One
One day, when the rescue is done
They’ll take their pods and go!
[The music stops. He laughs]
So that’s it for now.
I won’t ruin anyone else’s gifts, but I did hear word a little space cadet might be coming down from Five to make pancakes. You may want to come join the day, ‘coz the time you’ve just spent listening to this is the exact amount of time Alan and I need to... commandeer breakfast.
Happy Birthday, Virg!
[Gordon’s laugh ends the video, fading out before going black]
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