Khaotic Turn Of Events

So you’re telling me a Ginger bred this Man?????

titan havik…titan havik and his silly stupid ridiculous arrogant attitude being a TEASE !!!

Chat, lemme cook for a second-- (this idea is great and so are you!)

Magnificent Maelstrom

Titan Havik x fem! reader

WC: 2,645

CW: SMUT! Mentions of violence, blood, bodily harm. Oral (M & F receiving), bitingg, scratching, creampie :3, uhhhh Havik is the warning tbh.

AN: Thank you Tan for the request,, I had fun writing this. <3

“VICTORY IS MINE!” You hear crowds cheering out as you roar your triumph in the pit. You throw your arms up as you circle around your dead opponent. Many of the Havik clones are throwing their arms at you in applause. Only one Havik catches your eye in particular though.

Lord Havik, the man he is. You hold his gaze on you. That crazed look he has on his face just looking at you covered in your foes blood is wild. It’s like lightning shooting through your veins. He knows exactly what drives you crazy for him. 

With a final show of glory, you turn to your deceased enemy and plant your foot firmly on his back, yanking your greatsword out from his side. You throw your sword into the air and watch as it lands mere inches away from your Lord. He doesn’t flinch. You know whether you strike him or not, he is never afraid. 

Climbing the wall of the arena, you take your spot next to Lord Havik. Takeda comes up to slap you on the back. “Nice job in the ring! I knew you’d win.” He laughs to himself as Kenshi comes up. “He bet on the other guy.” Takeda looks offended that his father would rat him out so easily. You elbow him in the side. Maybe a little harsher than expected, but he deserved it. 

“Oh please, as if I’d lose to the nobodies they give us in the ring.” This might have turned into petty squabbles had Havik not interrupted. He lightly traced his hand around your neck making you shiver. “You did well, my little hurricane.” 

He growled that last part in your ear, making your knees grow weak. Totally not the fact you just kicked ass in the ring. “Perhaps I should reward you.” The rasp in his voice never ceases to send heat straight to your core. Your mind couldn’t wander very far before you heard your telepathic friends stifle a cough. You glare at him, “How many times have I told you not to read my mind Takahashi.” 

You could punish him, but he’s already being punished enough by Takeda’s insistent pestering about what he heard in your mind.

You roll your eyes and turn your attention back to the ring where a significant increase in severed limbs has occurred. Everyone’s focus was on the ring as the next fight was to begin. You’d like to think Lord Havik knew that you want to keep your relationship on the down low. So why did you feel his fingernails creep up your back? Trying to keep your composure while he massages your neck slowly is more difficult than it sounds. 

You swiftly move to catch his wrist, in doing so he lets out a low huff of amusement. You lean over toward him so you can keep your voice quiet. “I’m starting to think you do this on purpose to test me.” Your mind clouds once more as you feel his breath creep down your face. 

“Your reactions fuel me, my dear.” You don’t even have to look to know he has that arrogant smile on his face. Not that he can make any other face. It’s the intention that counts you suppose. 

“The chaos in the ring should intrigue you more, shouldn’t it, My Lord?” “Oh yes, but the madness you yield has far more interest to me.” You feel him gently squeeze your ass from behind. You can only stifle your groan and hope neither of the other two heard you. 

You feel a presence prod at your mind. Since you can feel that it’s there, it must be Takeda. “That’s it.” You break free from Havik’s grasp and yank your greatsword from the stone ground. “Takeda, you’re a deadman!” 

You hear him laughing hysterically as he runs, and you chase after him. 

Kenshi and Lord Havik can only watch in amusement as Takeda uses his ropes to swing away from you. You tried throwing your sword at him only to narrowly miss. 

. . . . . 

Later, you enter the Citadel. The room with seemingly no beginning or end. There were fragments of cobblestone pathways everywhere. In the sky, or down below, there were walkways and obstacles in every part of the room. Is it even a room? A dimension? That doesn’t matter as you approach the man you’ve been looking for.

Titan Havik is observing a reverse waterfall with great interest. He always does, it seems to calm him, even if ‘calm’ is the opposite of his whole being. He held his mace on his shoulder. He was rarely seen without the sharp object in hand, you thought. His attention diverted as he heard your approach. He gazed upon you with pure arrogance, like he knew you would come crawling to him eventually. 

His bludgeon dissipated into the air as he made his way toward you. He reached out an arm to touch your face, but you swerved under his hand going behind him. His expression dropped slightly. “My Lord, you have been such a tease today,” you keep walking backward. “Do you really think I’d give you what you want after that performance?” Your smirk rivals that of which he wore earlier.

“Would you really deny me? Your ruler?” His voice is almost husky enough to make you give up then and there. You remained strong. His words, however, did bring a smile to your lips. “If you want me, come and get me.” At that, you took your last step off the edge of the walkway. 

Falling, you can’t see the nigh primal look in his eyes as he licks his teeth in anticipation for the chase. You quickly grab a floating stone to break your fall. You land on the path underneath just in time to see Havik break through the path above to get to you. 

“My hurricane, you can’t run from me in here.” You feign a pout, “Oh? But it makes my day that much more fun.” Expecting you to run away from him, you surprise him by heading straight for him. You slide between the gap in his legs and spring off the edge of the platform and leap on the larger floating rocks to move upward. 

Due to your many games of cat and mouse, you knew it was only a matter of time before he played dirty. As you jumped to the next stone, you didn’t see that he threw his arm at your leg until you tripped. Now in free fall, you see Havik follow you stone path to catch you in the air. He firmly lands on the next platform, but not without a sickening crunch indicating he broke his leg. 

You hear the limb snap back into place and his skin sealing itself together. As you're in his broad arms, you start nibbling on his exposed neck. He openly groans into your touch. “Now who’s being a tease?” He tilts his head toward you and leans to start licking your face. 

His unusually long tongue makes its way to your lips and parts them with ease. As your tongues dance around each other, he sets you back on your feet, roughly grabbing onto your chest. You moan into the sloppy makeout session. As he exits your mouth to give you air, saliva covers your lower face. 

You smirk and wipe your face on your unsleeved arm. You let your hands roam across his broad chest as you kiss your way down his torso. He looks down on you as you get on your knees before him. His hand makes its way to your hair to caress the soft strands as you start undoing the cloth surrounding his pants. His hand balls up into a fist, pulling deliciously on your hair. 

“Now will you serve me?” He asks, already knowing the answer. “Yes, My Lord.” You purr as you pull down his pants. You’ve seen him before, but his size still marvels you everytime. 

You grab the base with one hand and slowly lick a stripe up his shaft. The fist in your hair tightens as he groans. Wanting to tease him one last time, you swirl your tongue around his tip, occasionally dipping into the slit. “Your cruelty knows no limits, you maelstrom.” He grits his teeth as you lower your mouth on him.

You suction your mouth on him as you bob your head up and down. Just for added measure, you cup his balls and gently squeeze. You look up to see his dazed expression as his tongue lolls out from his mouth. 

You know you’re doing good when he plants his feet and thrusts all the way down your throat. You gag around him which makes him want to thrust harder. He grabs the back of your head with both hands and sets his own pace, using your face as his fucktoy. He knows you love it though. 

As much as you can’t breathe, you want to pleasure him. You hollow out your throat to allow for more room to take in air between the onslaught. You roughly grab onto his thighs and drag your nails down his leg in desperation. Clawing at anything to keep you grounded. 

You can feel his pace grow erratic as his hips stutter. He roughly pulls out and you heave in a large breath. As you regain your focus, you see blood creeping down his chiseled thigh from where you grabbed onto him.

You could feel yourself soaking through your pants from how wet you were. He pushed you to your back on the ground, laughing lightly as he could see your arousal. He knelt down over you, rubbing the spot between your legs that felt oh so good. But the little friction you got from that is nowhere near enough. 

You squirm as you undo the top of your pants, allowing him to pull them off of you with a harsh tug. You kept wiggling as you saw him stroking himself. You only wanted him inside you at that moment, but he had other plans. It seems like being a tease would bite you in the ass. Literally.

He dips his lead lower and puts a bite mark right on the inside of your thigh. You yelp in surprise. He has to pin your hips down, but not before ripping your panties off you. You shiver as the oddly cold air of the Citadel hits your lips. 

“Look at me, my dear,” He glares into your eyes as he says one more word. “Payback.” His tongue dives straight to like a thick line up your slit. Being the worst tease he is, he harshly sucks on your clit.

You can’t help but moan out as his teeth hit your sensitive bundle of nerves too. “Ahh, Havik!” You barely whimper his name, but to your surprise he stops. His gaze soured into a stern expression as he brought two fingers to gather your slick. “That is not my title.” You realize your mistake and quickly correct yourself. 

“I’m sorry My Lord! Please, don’t stop.” You have a pleading tone in your voice. He seems to like your answer as he pries you open with his two digits. Moving them in and out, scissoring them open to loosen you up. 

Your breathing increases in intensity. You feel the knot in your stomach tighten as he continues to suck your clit and finger you. You tangle your fingers in his hair, surprisingly soft, and tug on it. He growls out into your pussy as he keeps up the pace. 

“Lord Havik, I’m. . . I’m gonna–” “Let it out.” He commands, and you do as you're told. You yank his hair tighter as you shove your pussy into his face. Feeling your slick and release mix with his saliva as he continues to lick every last inch of you. You let go of his hair, but he doesn’t stop licking you, helping you ride out your orgasm. 

After he is done, he leans up to give you a sloppy kiss. You can taste yourself on his mouth as you bring your hands to wrap around his neck. You feel his still hard cock bumping your leg. Even after that strong orgasm, you still can’t help but want more. Want him. Need him.

He pulls away from the kiss and looks down on your disheveled form as he positions himself at your entrance. He pushes into you only to miss and slide up your soaked cunt. The tip nudged your clit sending a bolt of pleasure up your spine. 

Growing frustrated, he repositions himself and pushes all the way into you in one thrust. You can feel the breath being knocked out of you. You moan out at the intrusion, never being fully ready to take him. The stretch was a little painful, but the pleasure overtook that feeling as he pulled out and pushed back in with force. 

He started with a harsh pace, not giving you any time to adjust to his large size. You can feel yourself squeezing his shaft and you get impossibly wetter as he abuses your sopping cunt. He takes one of your nipples in his calloused fingers and pinches it while teething on the other. 

The thought that someone can find you splayed open underneath your Lord never crossed your mind as you moan every time he thrusts into you. He brings his unoccupied hand down to rub circles into your clit. His thrusts falter for a moment as you rake your sharp nails down his muscular back. Leaving bloody trails in its wake.

He loved the scars you left on his body. He wore them just as proudly as his battle scars. Letting people see the things you do to him, whether they knew it was from you or not. His thrusts lost their pattern and became erratic. He was close, and you were too. However, he was dead set on making you go first. 

He bit into the sweet spot on your neck. That coupled with his endless thrusts and toying with your clit cause you to let go for a second time. Your juices came gushing out all over his lower abdomen. He stopped playing with your clit, but his thrusts picked up till he finally threw himself over the edge. 

You locked your legs around his back to make sure he couldn’t leave. Your body heat rose three times as his hot cum was shot into your womb. He lost control of his groans as the bite on your neck drew blood. He had his hands holding your hips in such a grip you thought it might bruise as he finished spilling into you. 

You almost blanked as the please was too much. Were it not for the fact he’s holding you up, you would have slumped over already. He stayed inside you for a little longer. Growling out into your ear, “You drive me mad. You are the anarchy I crave.” You feel warm tears well up in your eyes. You can’t tell if it’s because you’re overstimulated or his words meant more than he realized. 

You breathlessly confess, “You are the disorder to my disarray. Nothing is better than the great turmoil you bring to my life.” You plant one more kiss on his exposed teeth before you groan as he pulls out of you. You shudder as you feel his cum drip out of your spent cunt. An idea, good or bad, sparks your hand into motion. You make a show of scooping his cum from between your legs and bringing your fingers to your mouth. 

You made sure we watched every second of your display. His voice drops to a growl as he speaks, “We have time before the next battle in the arena.”

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Khaotic Turn of Events

Havik x reader (part 2)

CW: poorly written fight scenes, Shao and Reiko being mean,

WC: 4989

AN:

The night was calm in Seido. Air was warm, but the breeze made it nice. The grass was smooth beneath you where you sat. The coarse dirt on your hands was a comfort you frequently enjoyed. You felt at peace as you watched the sun set on the capitol city.

But you weren’t alone. No. You had your best friend next to you.

He sat next to you, watching the same sunset. Hand inching toward yours. You tore your eyes from the wonder of nature on the horizon to set them upon your friend. Noticing his hand almost touching yours, you smiled at him.

He gazed at you, adoration prevalent in his eyes. You knew he wanted to hold your hand, he always does. He finds solace in your touch. You however, don’t enjoy beating around the bush.

You scoop his hand in yours and grasp it tight. Shocked at your bold move, he freezes. A blush is evident on his face in the following moments. You smile at how shy he becomes around you. He is a wild child after all. Though, you do love seeing this soft side of him.

He pulls his hand away and turns his head. He’s embarrassed, but you’ll have none of that. You decide the best way to handle the situation is simple: tackle him.

You jump on top of him and you two roll around in the dirt. He was caught off guard, but that doesn’t mean his reflexes are slow. He quickly gains the upper hand on you, having done this multiple times.

This time, however, you kicked him off. You laughed as he rolled off you. You could hear him cackle loudly too. Both of you lay flat on your backs next to the other as you gaze toward the sky. The heavy saturations of pinks, blues, and purples was a sight you wished you could see forever.

“Hey, I have something for you.” He finally breaks the silence. Your turn to face him, curious. You both sit up as he digs something out of his pocket. He holds the small object up to you. You let out a gasp of surprise at the handcrafted yo-yo he gave to you.

“Oh Rou, I love it.” The joy you felt could not be contained. As such, you ran up to the unsuspecting boy and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’ll treasure it forever.” You admired the trinket and gave it a few spins. What you didn’t see was that he had a big smile on his face. How his gaze softened when he saw the joy on your face. You didn’t feel how fast his heart beat around you.

DONG DING DONG

You both turn your heads at the sound. “Oh shoot! I forgot about curfew again.” You quickly start to gather your things, putting the new yo-yo in your pocket. He hands you your coat that was flung off somewhere earlier. “Thanks. I’ll be sure to hang out with you again soon, ok?” He waved you off as you ran down the hill to get home. Your parents will be mad at you for forgetting curfew again.

He couldn’t wait for the next time he’d see you. And you couldn’t either.

——————————————

This is it. This is what you’ve prepared for for years. You are all gathered at the gateway arch as you watch the magic unfurl from Liu Kang’s hands. You have seen him do this a thousand times, but it still leaves you in awe to watch him open a portal. The fire from him, manifesting into a swirling, circular pathway to the tournament ahead.

“Outworld can be both alien and intoxicating to Earthrealmers. Do not become drawn in.” Liu Kang begins. “You must focus on the task at hand.” You listen to his words intently. Johnny seems to be doing the opposite as he has his phone out recording this. How on Earth he plans to make a movie from this is beyond you. You watch as Liu Kang enters the new realm without a single glance back. You force yourself to take a breath to soothe the nerves that threaten to consume you.

The five of you follow Liu Kang into the unknown. . . Not before Kenshi shoves Johnny’s phone out of his face.

The beauty of Outworld is indescribable. You walk beside Kenshi and Johnny, the latter of which is still recording. “Toto, I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.” He looks so happy at his references you don’t have it in you to tell him to shut up right now. “Oh my.”

You hear Johnny say, you turn your head in his direction. You see two stunning women lined up with guards at the top of the staircase. “Oh my, indeed.” You agree. “Are those. . .” He trails off, waiting for Liu Kang's confirmation.

He turns to answer, “Empress Sindel’s daughters, yes.” Johnny looks pleased by that answer. “They do not disappoint.” You shoot Johnny a warning glance as you elbow him in the side. He rolls his eyes and continues recording the illustrious Outworld.

Johnny looks smug with himself before Raiden shoots him down. “We are Earthrealm’s ambassadors, Johnny. We’ll show them respect. Not unwanted attention.” You and the others nod your head in agreement. Johnny just over exaggerates a wink.

You finally arrive before the stairs before the princesses of Outworld. Liu Kang bows in reverence, and you all follow suit. The lady in pink speaks first.

“Lord Liu Kang, welcome.” “Thank you Princess Mileena.” She looks pleased. “You remember my sister?” She nods her head toward the woman in blue beside her. You know Liu Kang never forgets anyone. “Of course. Princess Kitana.” Kitana nods her head in confirmation.

Liu Kang then introduces you. “May I introduce Johnny Cage, Kung Lao, Y/N, Kenshi Takehashi, and Earthrealm’s champion, Raiden.” Each one of you nods in acknowledgement as your name is called.

Your attention is diverted when you hear Kitana speak. “I hope you’re prepared, Raiden. Our champions are determined to win.” You look at Raiden, trying to reassure him. He has a strong look on his face. You know he’ll do just fine.

“None more so than me,” It's Mileena’s turn to speak. “It’s been too long since we’ve known victory.”

“Princess Mileena,” The yellow suited guard cuts in. “We should be on our way. Empress Sindel awaits.” “Thank you Tanya,” She motions for you all to come with her. “Follow me please.”

You ascend the stairs and follow Mileena to the grand carts that will lead to your next location. You find yourself in the wagon with Kitana, Kenshi, Kung Lao, and Johnny Cage. Raiden and Lord Liu Kang were with Mileena in the first carriage.

“The festival looks so lively,” You begin. “I’ve never seen anything like it. You gaze into the streets. There were banners strung across every street corner, all in flashy, vibrant colors. All the shops and food carts. What you would give to be able to try the food here.

It seems Kung Lao had the same thought as he was eyeing a particular cart selling what looked like kebabs. “Hungry already, Lao?” You elbow him in the arm to snap him out of his hunger haze.

“What? I didn’t eat that much this morning.” He crosses his arms defensively. This brought out a stark laugh from Johnny and Kenshi. “Not that much?” Johnny begins. “You eat more than all of us combined.” “Do not!” “Kung Lao, we’re kidding,” you look out at the guard walking in line next to the carriage. “Well, I am kidding. They’re probably not.” He snaps his head in your direction to glare at you.

“I’m serious, you’re always hungry.” Kensh says. “Sorry bro, them’s the breaks.” Kung Lao punches Johnny in the arm. “Ouch!” Lao goes for a weak punch to his face. “Hey, not the face!” You and Kenshi just stare at their childish fight. “Wow. . .” Kitana says.

“You’ll have to forgive them Princess. This happens frequently to prevent it.” You plead your case. “This is quite entertaining. It’s not often I see two people slap-fight before my eyes.” She nods to the boys and they are, in fact, slap-fighting now. You sit there like a disappointed parent and Kenshi wishes he was in the other carriage.

The carts suddenly stop. Everyone looks at each other confused. You and Kitana peer out the side to look ahead of the crowd. You see Princess Mileena hurriedly rush up to speak to a lady in purple.

“Who is that?” You ask Kitana. “That would be the First Constable, Li Mei.” She looks confused. “Though, I am unsure why she is out in the middle of the street now. I’ll have to ask my sister later.” Annoyed is not adequate to describe the look on Mileena’s face as she goes back into the carriage. Your ride to the palace is quiet from this point on.

You stand inside the palace waiting for the first fight of the tournament to begin. You notice that Raiden is nervous. You want to help him, but you have no idea what to say that would calm his nerves. Lucky for you, Liu Kang knows what to say.

“Worry expends energy for no purpose, Raiden.” Liu Kang is as calm as ever. Raiden, however, looks stressed out of his mind. “But the tournament. If I lose–” “Focus on your actions, not the outcome.” The fire wielder cuts him off. “It is all you can control.”

It was then that a large man with horns entered the room. His presence is almost bigger than the man himself.

“Red alert.” Johnny chimes in. “Incoming stock villain.” You barely manage to hold your snort back.

“General Shao. Do not let him goad you.” Liu Kang informs you all of the man that now stands before you. Much to your surprise, the general laughs in your faces.

“Is it me, or is Earthrealm’s champion scrawnier than usual?” The general sneers.

You tried to hold Kung Lao back, but he stepped up to Shao. “Would you care to test his strength? Raiden will–” “Will prove himself soon enough.” Liu Kang cuts in before Lao can say something he will regret. The general looks down at Liu Kang. “Have you still not told most Earthrealmers that Outworld exists?”

Your Lord does not falter, “It is safer that way, General.” The General takes a tone of arrogance. “I suppose so. Your people’s frail minds couldn’t handle the truth.” Although you are not from Earthrealm, you hate the way Shao speaks about your home. Now it’s Lao’s turn to hold you back.

“You presume them frail, General?” He stands his ground. “Should you. . . given how frequently they win this tournament?” The General does not like his words. “We will destroy your champion, Liu Kang. He will taste no victory.” He storms off to take his place next to the three thrones at the end of the room.

Trumpets blare loudly to announce the arrival of the Empress and her daughters. You all turn to the entrance of the grand hall. Empress Sindel strides in with Princess Mileena and Kitana at her sides behind her. They walk with such grace and power it sends a shiver down your spine.

Sindel takes her seat on the grand throne in the center, while Mileena sits to her left and Kitana on her right.

“Welcome, members of the royal home.” Her voice booms over the crowd. “Welcome, our esteemed Earthrealm guests. We gather here again to honor my late husband’s legacy. To continue the tournament that he founded with Lord Liu Kang in hopes that it would foster peace among realms.” She looks pained to give this speech even long after Jerrod’s death. “May Jerrod’s soul watch over us with pride from its resting place in the Living Forest.”

“Lord Liu Kang,” She looks upon him.

“Empress Sindel.” He returns her call. “It pleases me to once again be your guest. He bows to her.

“Here, you are always welcome.” She crosses her leg. “Now, let us meet your champion.”

Earthrealm’s champion is Raiden, Your Majesty.” Liu Kang steps out of the way, gesturing to Raiden.

This came as a shock to the Empress. Liu Kang has mentioned you a few times during meetings in years past. He was proud of you, yes, but the champion not being you surprised her.

The god continues on, “He has earned his place by embodying the very best qualities of Earthrealm’s people.”

She turned to assess the oncoming challenger. “You seem nervous, young man.”

“I’m a stranger in an unfamiliar land. Here to compete against its greatest fighters. Yes, I am nervous.” Raiden was almost blunt with his response. Maybe your and Lao’s sarcasm has finally worn off on him.

“As you should be.” Sindel states simply. “You have a difficult path ahead.” She stands tall from her throne, “It has begun!”

You hear footsteps sound from the back of the room. What is seen is Li Mei walking in to meet her challenger.

“As tradition requires, Outworld’s initial competitor will be Sun Do’s First Constable. Li Mei.” She walks up to the Empress. “May she defend our realm’s glory as well as she preserves our capital’s order.”

Li Mei proudly responds to her ruler, “Your Majesty, I will honor both the royal house, and all of Outworld, with my kombat. She puts her right fist over her heart to salute her queen, descending the stairs to meet her.

Empress Sindel reaches out to her, with a soft gaze on her face. You can’t quite make out the next words she says to her First Constable. But, whatever words they were, Li Mei looked dejected to hear them. At that, Sindel returns to her seat as Li Mei turns toward Raiden.

“All you need do is your best. The rest will take care of itself.” Liu Kang puts the same reassuring hand on Raiden’s shoulder. Only this time, the recipient is pleased to hear the words spoken.

Raiden looks reassured. “Yes, Lord Liu Kang.” With that, Liu Kang steps off to the side to reveal Li Mei in front of him.

“Shall we see what you can do?” She asks rhetorically. Raiden is undeterred. “Hopefully, this is the first of many victories.” “I will prevail, Earthrealmer. This fight is more important to me than you could ever know.”

You and your fellow champions all watch in painful anticipation. You have your faith in Raiden. You look to your side and Kung Lao has nothing but certainty in his eyes. It seems like you’re not the only one with complete trust in his abilities. You are happy your talk got through to him.

The fight begins as Raiden and Li Mei trade basic kombat blows to get a feel for the action. You are not worried until Li Mei hits him with a purple burst of energy that sends him back a few steps.

You realize Raiden has only had his amulet for a short time, you’re not sure how well he can use it.” Your concern is quickly shaken when Raiden hits her with his own energy. He shoots balls of lightning from his palm in sets of threes. Raiden is able to get off a few more blasts before Li Mei charges him with magic and a rapid series of punches.

She sets up a lanturn before sending her Lion after him. He quickly sets up an electrical force field to deflect. Li Mei tries to get another attack on him but gets caught in his electric trap. She is thrown into the air and back away from him. She goes falling back to the other side of the room. When she tried to stand, she couldn’t. Thus, Raiden won his first battle.

“Thank you for the match, First Constable.” He warmly regards. She looks utterly crestfallen. But she swallows her shame and bows before the champion. Before anyone could say anything to her, she stalks quietly out of the room.

“My compliments,” The Empress begins, causing heads to turn to her. “Raiden, on a well fought match. We’ll see how you fare in the next fight.” She turns to her side. “General Shao. Whom have you chosen as our next competitor?”

The General steps up to address the crowd. “Your Majesty, I have chosen Reiko, my second in command.” Thus enters Reiko himself. “As a boy, Reiko was orphaned during the Kafallah War. Though captured, his spirit remained unbroken. He scratched, clawed, and survived.”

Johnny nudges your side, “Short, orphaned, and perpetually angry? Pick a struggle.” You have to clench your teeth to stifle the laugh that threatens to come out. You mustn't incur the wrath of the General or his second in command.

The General continues on, “After the war, I took him in. Molded him into the perfect soldier. Few others are as well versed in the art of war.” Reiko approaches and stops in front of Raiden. Now you really have to hold back your laughter with Johnny as Reiko starts punching air. You know he’s demonstrating his skills, but you can’t help but think it funny. Lao grips on to your shirt, face red from holding it in.

Reiko finishes his display with a jump, roundhouse kick. You simply couldn't hold back the small snicker that escaped you. Li Kang, without turning to look at you, smacks you on the back. You finally calm down enough to listen to Reiko speak.

“In whose army have you served? In what wars have you fought?” “I have done neither.” This answer does not please Reiko. “Then you are woefully unprepared, Earthrealmer.” He sneers in disgust as he gets into his stance. “This will be your last battlefield.”

“Does he really compare everything to war?” You whisper to Lao and Johnny. “He must, because you can hee his scowl lines.” Lao chirps. “That and his war paint looks like a goth clown.” Johnny never fails to say something so bold yet so true. Kenshi murmurs out, “Stop that, all of you three need to shut up!” You smirk, “Ok mom.” You receive ‘oohs’ from the other two beside you. You turn back to the fight.

The fight begins with Raiden trying to get the upper hand on his opponent by shooting lightning at him. Reiko, with apparent years of experience, dodges and rushes him. He grapples Raiden into a suplex and pulls him to the ground. Ouch, that had to hurt. The thunder wielder is quick to recover with a bolt of lightning straight to Reiko’s chest.

This causes him to stumble back a bit. Raiden was almost caught off guard by Reiko’s throwing stars. He was so quick you didn’t see him pull them out. However, Raiden throws up a barrier in the nick of time. Raiden flies at him, parallel to the ground, and tackles the General’s second in command. He avoids Reiko’s fists and manages to finish the fight with a strong burst of thunder from him.

You see the aftershocks remain on his body. The light blue sparks emanating off his body looked painful.

“Felled by a simple farmer.” Raiden states. He turns to face the queen. But you can also see General Shao sneer and storm off, clearly displeased by the turn of events. “I am ready for my next opponent, your Majesty. Whom shall I face?” As Raiden requests his next opponent, Reiko is seen picking himself up off the floor. His face morphed in anger as he was upset with the outcome of their fight.

“Patience, young man.” Sindel stands. “We are adjourned until first light. I hope to see you all at this evening’s banquet.” You and Lao look at each other in excitement for the delicious food tonight.

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The night time air feels amazing. It is cool but just warm enough you feel relaxed and refreshed. The folk music was unlike anything you have heard before. You think the singer sounds lovely. You sit next to Reiko, which isn’t exactly pleasing. It’s more awkward than anything cus he got his butt whooped earlier.

Your thoughts of peace are interrupted by Lao absolutely stuffing his face full of the chicken presented on the table. He takes a big bite out of the tender leg and washes it down with a large gulp of wine. Staring at Kung Lao’s unmannered display of eating, you see Kenshi also disgusted by him.

“What?” Lao burps out. It seems he’s genuinely curious why you’re staring at him. You grimace, “You’re gross.” He feigns offense. “How could you say that?” “She’s right, you know.” Kenshi quips. They devolve into their own argument.

You look away before you get dragged back into their squabble. You turn to Reiko, on your right. “Cool eye makeup, Reiko.” You attempt to make pleasant conversation, but it seems he did not.

“It is not makeup. It is war paint!” He states with a stern tone, almost yelling. Defensive much? Must have struck a nerve. He continues with his new found rant. “It seems Earthrealmer’s don’t understand the meaning of these markings.” He scoffs.

“Done yet? Not everything in life is about war. Seems you’ve lived a boring one if that’s all you think about.” You roll your eyes at him. He sneers like he’s about to say something until Lao shouts, “HAH! She called you boring.” You shoot him a look that says ‘stop’ before he gets you both into trouble.

“Apologies Reiko, I didn't mean to offend. I’m just making conversation.” He just brushes you off in favor of conversing with General Shao. That went well, hmm. Your attention is seized by Johnny shamelessly flirting with Kitana.

“I’m sorry, You’re 10,000 years old?” Johnny asks in stupor, “Talk about aging gracefully.” She merely shrugs in confirmation. You lean to Kung Lao, “Is he going to flirt with every lady we meet, or are guys still on the table?” He nearly chokes on his chicken at your comment. Kenshi nearly slaps him over the head.

You quiet down when you hear Empress Sindel speak. “My husband Jerrod believed that the future of our realms lay together.” She raises her glass, “Let us move forward in open dialogue. Letting no secrets tear our bonds asunder.

Everyone rises from their seats to lift their glass in toast to the evening. It is Raiden who talks first after her speech. “Your Majesty, It’s an honor to be here and to meet your people,” He looks toward everyone with a smile. “ I can already see there’s more that joins us than divides us.”

It was then you saw that General Shao wasn’t standing. He snarls a laugh before standing to interrupt. “Our peoples could not be more different, champion.” Raiden turns, confused at why he was being rude. “Excuse me?” “You heard me. Earthrealmers are devoid of all–.”

“That is enough, General.” The Empress interjects with authority. The General, annoyed evident on his face, straightened himself. “My apologies, Your Majesty. Perhaps I’ve enjoyed too much of this excellent wine. With your permission. . .”

“You may go.” At her command, he storms off. But not before breaking his chalice. Sindel looks as though he just personally offended her. He may as well have, as his actions could tarnish her reputation. She saves face, however, “Please excuse him, may the feast continue.”

An air of unease still has hold over the atmosphere of the night. Dinner goes as smoothly as possible after the General's outburst. At the night’s end, you all retreat to your chambers for much needed rest. Raiden still has eight more people to face, each more difficult than the last. . .

Morning comes and you all are up bright and early. Is there a word for interrealm ‘jet’ lag? Portal Lag? Oh well. Raiden has managed to beat every opponent he has faced yet. Honestly you're impressed by his stamina, given he’s had few breaks in between battles.

It is past what you assume to be noon, and his series of challengers draws near the end. You are gathered in the courtyard for his final tests.

“You continue to surprise, Raiden.” She begins. “Among others, you have defeated Kotal, Motaro, and Sheeva. Only two fights remain. Are you ready, Earthrealmer?

Raiden steps forward, “I am, your Majesty.” She looks neutrally pleased. “Then next, you face my daughter.” You expected to hear Mileena’s name be called but to everyone’s shock, “Kitana.” You look to see that it is, indeed, Kitana that approaches.

Liu Kang was not prepared for this, but he retains his composure. “Your Majesty, this is unprecedented.” He steps between the two opponents. “Raiden’s next opponent should be your heir.”

Sindel seems to challenge Liu Kang’s objection. “Mileena is unavailable. She’s away on pressing imperial business.” He’s at a loss here. “But I have not prepared him to battle Kitana.” Raiden and Kitana look at each other in confusion.

“He’s already demonstrated great skill. Can he not improvise?” Her patience grows thin with his persistence.

Raiden looks at Liu Kang. “Do not worry. I can do this.” He seems to accept his answer, “Very well.” He walks to his place on the sidelines, as Raiden prepares for his impromptu battle. You knew Mileena had sais as her weapon of choice, you were curious to see what Kitana had up her sleeves.

“I will be no easier to fight than my sister, Earthrealmer.” Kitana readies her stance. Raiden, ever polite, “I suffer under no such delusion, Your Highness.”

“I will win this fight. For her, my Empress, and all of Outworld.” No further conversation is had, the fight begins.

Kitana is unbelievably swift as she starts with a series of kicks and punches. Raiden dodgers and parries by sending a bolt of thunder her way. Your query from earlier is answered as she uses her bladed fans to diffuse the bolt.

She charged at him with her fans spread and swiped at him. He almost lost his foothold trying to move from the double onslaught coming at him. She did manage to get a scrape on him which caused a little blood to flow from his arm.

He hadn’t faultered at all, shocking her with his electricity. She was momentarily stunned and that was all he needed to send spheres of thunder and mass amounts of electricity at her. She couldn’t hold up against it, and she was blown away. Raiden had won the match against Princess Kitana.

You, Lao, and Johnny were hyped together to see Raiden win again. You pulled Kenshi into the hype huddle, much to his chagrin.

“You fight well princess.” “As do you, surprisingly so.” Raiden looked pleased. “I hope we meet again under different circumstances.” You are so going to poke at him for his words to the Princess.

“It’s time for the final match.” At Sindel’s words, Kitana returns to her seat at her side. “It’s a testament to your abilities that you’ve made it thus far. But now you must face General Shao.” The man himself approaches wearing his usual battle armor. Only this time, he is wearing a helmet that covers the top half of his face in a skull detail.

“Victor of Tervarian War. Conqueror of the Kuatan Plains. Defender of the Navala Coast. As has his family for generations, General Shao defends us with zeal and tenacity. All of Outworld is grateful for his service.” The Queen states with pride in her General.

“That’s a notable list of accomplishments, General.” How Raiden doesn't look the least bit nervous is beyond you. “It is a mere fraction.” He raises his battle axe into position as Raiden enters his stance. “A full recitation would take days.” If only the General were as humble as Raiden. Oh well.

The ground shakes as the general gives Raiden no time to fully catch his guard. Just how strong is that axe?! Raiden stumbles to the ground, he quickly rolls out of the way as Shao charges him and brings his weapon down hard. Raiden swings his feet up to connect a charged kick to his opponent.

Shao slams his axe to the ground again, causing the ground to quake. This throws you all off balance as you hold onto each other to stay upright. Raiden, however, was ready for this one and launched into the air. He soars with power straight at the General, making heavy-hitting contact. This throws the General to the ground, leaving him unable to battle.

“It’s over. I have done it!” Raiden looks shocked that he still stands while Shao is on the ground. Sindel stands to give her praise, “Congratulations Raiden. Earthrealm wins.” With that, The Empress, Kitana, and her entourage of onlookers leave the courtyard.

Raiden, ever the kind soul, offers his hand to The General as he struggles to stand. “May I assist you?” Shao swats his hand off. “Stay away Earthrealmer.”

“Well done,” Liu Kang starts with pride. “You have exceeded my greatest expectations.” Raiden nods in acceptance. “Thank you, Lord Liu Kang.” “Because of you, the Outworlders who would disturb the peace will once again be held at bay.” They start walking towards you four. “Come. Let us bid our hosts farewell and return to Earthrealm.”

You are serious for one moment as you bow to the tournament champion. Kung Lao runs to pat Raiden on the shoulder and you all sing your praises to Raiden. “You were so awesome!” you say first. “Well done!” Johnny next. Then Kenshi, “Very impressive!” Lastly, his best friend. “That was fantastic, Raiden. You really showed those Outworlders how it’s done.”

As you walk with your friends and mentor to give your last goodbyes to your hosts, you can’t help but feel a sense of worry. That the tournament was only the beginning. Like the worst is yet to come.

AN: Writing fight scenes is not my strong suit. I’m dookie at it lowkey😭… College might whoop my butt this semester but fuck it we ball🤞

Drunk Desires

Buggy x reader

WC: 2K

CW: DUB CON, somnophilia, drunk sex, cunnilingus, cum on stomach, p in v sex, buggy is kinda pathetic in this but i need him so bad it doesn't matter.

AN: I've been convinced to watch One Piece finally and I want that clown like my life depends on it.

The night was full of fun and excitement as you all celebrated another successful show. It felt like the drinks and laughs were endless. You’d surely feel the alcohol by the next morning. But for now all you wanted to do was dance to the music and poorly attempt to fight Cabaji. Which promptly landed you on your ass. You didn’t mind, at this point everything was funny to you. 

Eventually the night was drawing close to the end and you managed to down quite a lot of alcohol. You stumbled your way to what you thought were your dorms but managed to go the complete opposite direction. Ending up in front of your Captain’s quarters you entered without thinking. You thought nothing wrong as the man was nowhere to be seen. 

Plopping down on the bed, you kick off your shoes and nestle your head into the pillows. You breathe in the scent of the sheets noting that it doesn’t smell like yours but ultimately ignoring the fact that, no, this is not your bed, and you came in here by mistake. You fall asleep almost instantly having been worn out by this night's lively events.

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Buggy was pissed. He hated seeing you be that close to his subordinates. He didn’t drink that much but tonight he needed to take his mind off you having had a glass, or three, more than usual. He opened the door to his quarters, hoping to rub his frustration out and go to sleep. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the object of said frustration sleeping oh so soundly on his bed. 

He couldn’t help the way his eyes roamed over your sleeping form. He couldn’t help the way he moved forward towards you. He couldn’t help his hand reaching towards you, to grace your skin slightly with his touch. He couldn’t help the way your body was practically begging for him to take you. 

You were out like a light, not stirring one bit as his hands roamed up and down your legs. Even through the fabric of your pants he could feel just how toned your legs were from all the training for the shows. Shows you put on for him. He loved seeing you perform, absolutely entranced by the way you move. 

God you were perfect, made just for him. He always took what was his, even if it wasn’t his just yet. 

His mind was clouded by the liquor and his sheer need to remove the clothing between him and you. He reached up to unbutton your pants, slowly working them down so as to not wake you. He wants to take his time, savoring this moment, if only to think that he wouldn’t get another chance like this. 

He trailed kisses down your thigh as each inch of skin became more exposed. He pulled them off all the way and discarded them by your shoes you previously removed. His breath hitched as he saw the bright red underwear you wore. He removed his gloves, eyes never leaving your body. 

He reached his hand down to cup you clothed heat, gently rubbing. He tried to tell himself to stop, but the way your underwear became wet from his fingers removed all notion of that thought from his mind. While still working on you below, he reached his other hand up to sneak beneath your shirt. 

He straddled your waist as he used both hands to push up your shirt to reveal a matching cherry red bra. Who did you wear these for? I couldn’t possibly have been him, could it? He cupped your breasts from over your bra, circling his thumbs over your hardened buds. He froze as you slightly stirred in your sleep. Letting out a slight moan from the small pleasure he was giving you. 

The sweet noise went straight to his groin as he could feel himself growing harder by the second. He pulled down your bra to reveal your supple breasts. He let himself be selfish if only for a moment by leaning down to suck on your hard nipples. His face paint smeared on your perfect skin, tainting your flesh. 

He switched his ministrations to the opposite bud, showing all of you his affection and hidden desires. He leaned back to shrug his jacket and hat off, then gently removed his gloves. His breath caught in his throat as his bare skin touched yours. His gaze turned upward and his eyes were transfixed on your lips. 

He pulled himself to hover over you, mouth hesitantly waiting above yours. Does he dare cross this line? He had already done this much to defile you, he may as well carry on. His lips gently attach to yours as he savors the sweet taste of you. The taste he could only dream of. He reaches down to play with your slick cunt again as he slips his tongue to swirl around your mouth. 

He felt your body twitch from the pleasure. He couldn’t help the way his pelvis ground down into your hips in response. He was mesmerized by the response your body was giving him. He released your mouth with a long spit trail connecting your lips. He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to taste you.

Roaming his hands down your disheveled, sleeping form, he hooked his fingers underneath the waistband of your panties and pulled them down. His eyes never left your revealed cunt as he bent down to attach his mouth to your glistening lips. Licking a wet stripe up your pussy. He groans at the taste of you, sending vibrations up your heat. He dipped a finger into your entrance, testing the waters. 

He pumped his digit in and out at a slow pace, terrified that if you wake it will all be over. After he works a second finger in, he sucks gently on your clit, reveling in the way your body squirms beneath him. His self restraint is quickly slipping as he is losing himself in your sweet juices and soft moans you’re giving him. 

He feels your hips buck up to him, your breath catching ever so slightly. He knows you’re close to the edge and he quickened his pace to give it to you. He sent his detached hand to your mouth to cover your lips as you let out louder moans as you woke. His tongue kept circling around your clit, letting you ride your high as you came around his fingers. 

His thumb stroked your chin as his fingers entered your mouth, silencing you. You opened your teary eyes, the sheer pleasure from the orgasm waking you up. While still hazy from the alcohol, you absent mindedly suck on his fingers making him groan as he grinds into the mattress. 

You hum around his hand as you look down to see your clothes askew and the culprit below your hips panting like a dog gone into heat. He pulls your mouth to his before you could say anything that would indicate you didn’t want this. Not that you would have anyways, this is a dream come true to you. 

His wet muscle roamed around your mouth once more as he grabbed your chest. He pulled your waist to his as he thrusted his clothed erection against your naked form. Your mind still reeling from waking up to bliss couldn’t help but go along with him making out with you. 

You moan into his sloppy kisses as you card your hand through his long blue locks. He felt his knees grow weak with the desire growing between his legs. He looks to you, his want for you evident in his gaze as he trails his hands over your waist. He wants you to say it. He needs you to say it.

“Buggy, hah, please.” You beg for him, desperate to feel his hands on you again. You reach for his pants to undo the clasp holding them together. He lets a low whine escape as your touch feels like bliss on his hardened length. He lets you pull his erection from his pants and nearly collapses on himself at the feeling. 

“Sweetheart, I need you to say it.” He says while grinding himself onto you. Letting his tip catch on your clit, you breathe out “Please fuck me, Captain.” Those words were all he needed to hear as he entered you. Barely being able to hold back his need to be fully inside of you now, he manages to work his way in to let you adjust. 

You let out a rather loud moan at the feeling of him being fully sheathed in you to which Buggy promptly covers your mouth. “Mmmph, baby as much as I wanna hear you scream for me, you gotta promise to keep your voice down. Okay?” The words pained him as he wanted nothing more than to hear all the pretty noises you’d make for him. You nod despite his hand still covering the lower half of your face.

He gives a few experimental thrusts when he feels that you are adjusted to him. You wrap your arms around his neck as he starts picking up the pace. He feels like he’s losing his mind as you clench around him the way you do. Your muffled moans like honey to his ears as you try desperately to stay quiet. 

Tears well up in your eyes from the pleasure, the effects from the alcohol heightening your sensitivity. You pull him close to you as you breathe out into his neck. “Buggy, you feel so good.” The words made his heart soar until you added. “If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.” This made his heart sore.

The guilt from using you in your sleep, your most vulnerable state, crashed into him like a tidal wave. Tears welled in his eyes at how willing you’d give yourself to him in your dreams and he couldn’t even control himself around you. 

“Buggy ple--.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” He starts between thrusts. “I can’t control myself around you anymore.” A tear ran down his cheek. “I’ve needed you for so long, you feel so good wrapped around me.” He bent over to suck a dark mark into your neck as he reached a hand down to play with your clit once more. 

The knot in your stomach is quickly forming from the added pleasure, you feel yourself about to cum. 

“Buggy, I’m gonna cum.” You rushed your words, not knowing how much longer you can hold out for. His eyes went wide as if he couldn’t believe this was finally happening. No matter how much he wanted this, he still couldn't rid himself of the guilt quick enough. 

“Baby, I’m so sorry. I-I just need you so much. I-” 

His words were cut off as you spoke softly to him. “Don’t be sorry, I love you.” You quickly finished after those words, biting your lip to somewhat manage to stay quiet. The feeling of you cumming around him was enough to throw him over the edge as well. He quickly pulled out as hot ropes of his cum shot onto your exposed stomach and breasts. 

He collapsed on top of you, exhausted, only holding his weight up a little. His eyes shot to your face, desperately scanning for any signs of regret, anger, hatred, disgust, anything that would show how much you hate him now. But he found nothing. Only teary eyed love and a flushed face before him. One that was quickly growing more and more sleepy with each passing second. 

He held you in his arms as you relaxed, coming down from your high. Your head cradled in his neck as he wrapped his arms around you. He rested his chin on your head as you drifted into the confines of sleep once more. “I love you too, sweetheart.”