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chibikyo · 7 months

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Day 13 - Size Difference

Onaga x F!Reader

Onaga has decided that his newest prisoner would make the for the perfect Queen, whether she likes it or not. (MK deception Onaga, not MK1 Onaga because the first is just is really big and the second is the size of a fucking mountain)

Warnings: !! Please read !! - non-consensual sex, Size Difference including cum inflation and belly bulge, self-lubricating cock, non-human genitalia, Aphrodisiac laced slick, drugged sex, breeding kink, mentions of cock warming, hurt/no comfort, this is not fluffy like my last few entries it is very non-con you have been warned

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There was a roar throughout the chambers and Y/n shuddered with a sudden, all-encompassing dread that permeated her being. Footsteps followed, heavy and echoing, growing steadily closer until the only thing louder was the beating of her own heart. She knew what was coming for her even before the doors to the dungeon slammed open to reveal her captor, but as his monstrous form was revealed to her, she felt that tight knot of fear in her gut turn leaden. The chains around her wrists had little give, but she struggled to free herself even knowing her efforts were in vain.

Each footstep thundered louder, shook the very foundations beneath her feet, as He grew closer; Onaga, the dragon king of Outworld. Her posture stiffened, shoulders taut, spine straight as he approached, stopping only when he was within a few feet of her. He was tall, well over eight feet and proportionately wide, his broad chest stretching across her field of view. Y/n exhaled softly, doing her best to conceal the fear she felt as she glanced up at him, neck straining to meet his gaze.

Onaga inhaled deep, smelling the terror and anger tainting her pheromones. He leaned down, chasing that intoxicating scent where it clung to her skin. Y/n jerked back but her back hit the stonewall of the dungeon as Onaga’s face drew close, tongue flickering out and licking a stripe up her neck, tasting her fear. His hand drew close, a massive claw stroking her arm gently and Y/n shuddered again.

“I didn’t expect the spoils of this war to taste as sweet as you.” Onaga chuckled. “This nerve you are showing is commendable, albeit nothing more than a falsehood. I can smell the fear within you, young one.” His other hand stretched forward, claws extended as they pressed against her throat. He dragged them down slowly, the press not enough to break skin but Y/n trembled beneath them. When his claws caught fabric the massive emperor grinned, a slow, sinister upturn of lips as he raked his claws down, the cloth tearing like paper.

Y/n gasped, feeling the cold air against her bare skin as the scraps of her top fell to the floor around her. He repeated this action again, his claws leaving the shallowest of scratches along her tender flesh as he slowly stripped her in this way. The chains cut into her wrists as she strained against them, but it was no use, she wasn’t strong enough to break free of the restraints.

“Such a rare combo of strength and beauty.” Onaga growled, his wings curling around to shield her from the cold as his claws curled around her ribs, thumbs stroking the inner swell of her breasts. She snarled, fought harder against her bonds, before spitting in his face. He merely laughed, the action doing nothing to deter his wandering claws. “That’s the fire I crave. That determination you’ve not quite yet buried beneath your terror. I will enjoy taming you, my queen.” “I’m not your anything, Onaga.” Y/n spat, but her voice was quickly smothered by the emperor’s lips pressing against her own. He devoured her scream as he thrust his tongue inside her, pinching her chin between his thumb and two massive fingers to prevent her biting down. His tongue was long, thick, pressing against the back of her throat and she gagged as it slipped further. He fucked her throat with his tongue, imagining that tight, convulsing channel wrapped around his cock as she struggled to pull away.

She took in a ragged breath when he finally pulled back, her eyes were wet with unshed tears that Onaga moved up to taste. One of his massive fingers found her clit, pressed firmly against it as her lower lips spread around the digit. He flicked it a few times, rolled his fingertip against it in a steady rhythm, enraptured by the squelch as a slick slowly coated her entrance, sticking to him the more it gathered. He could see her face grow flushed, humiliated at the growing arousal within her.

“No! Not there! Stop… sto.. Ooh?” She squealed as he carefully slipped his finger into her hole, feeling her walls cling to it as she stretched around it. His hands only consisted of a thumb and two fingers, each nearly as thick as three of her own. She whimpered as he pushed his finger in deeper, his claw scraping gently along her spongy insides as he coaxed her channel to take his finger full inside. She was quivering with need, her thighs clenched tight around his wrist but he barely felt the pressure against the thick hide on his arms. He pumped the finger into her, shallow, careful strokes mixed with the occasional swirl to stretch her wider.

His cock twitched eagerly in his sheath, the tip slowly emerging where it lay hidden beneath the loin cloth hanging from his belt. She clenched around his finger with each thrust, no longer struggling to free herself from the bindings that held her at his mercy. She had ceased begging for him to stop as he fucked her open on his finger. The only sounds she seemed able to make were breathy, gasping moans and whimpers; sweet noises that would drive anyone insane with lust and they only served to fuel Onaga’s desire to conquer his prize body and soul.

Y/n could barely register anything beyond the sound of blood rushing through her ears or the feeling of something thick and hard violating her aching core. Each slide of that unyielding intrusion set her nerves on fire and stoked the flame of arousal slowly and steadily building inside her. She couldn’t see, her vision blurred by tears, but when she felt Onaga’s finger slip out of her with an obscene pop she let out a needy whine, her orgasm ebbing when she’d been seconds away from spilling over.

She heard the chains being ripped from the wall, felt Onaga’s strong hands gripping her hips, turning her around until her arms were braced against the rough stone. She was slowly becoming more aware as she felt him spread her legs, forcing them apart as something slick and big and impossibly hard pressed against her cunt. It rubbed against her crease a few times, each slide against her swollen clit sending fiery waves of pleasure through her body. The tapered tip caught at her entrance and slipped inside before meeting resistance. Suddenly, Y/n was all too aware of what was about to happen.

“Wait! Please, stop, it’s too big!” She shrieked. She pushed away from the wall, her hands shooting down to try and grab at Onaga’s cock, clenching to prevent further penetration, but Onaga merely tightened his hold on her hips, tugging her back sharply as he speared her open on his massive shaft. She screamed, pain shooting down her legs, through her guts, the stretch too much, too soon.

Onaga grabbed one of her arms, then the other, pulled them to her sides and pinned them against her hips beneath his massive palms. He was so tall that her legs no longer touched the ground as he stood up straight and gravity did her dirty by pulling her further down on his cock. She was light-headed from the stretch, dizzy from the combo of pain and pleasure that rippled through her as Onaga waited patiently for her to stop fighting. She eventually sagged forward, defeated, and with a roar of triumph Onaga hooked his arms under her legs, twisted her around to face him. His eyes shown with victor as Y/n clung to his arms, her fingers struggling to find purchase against his massive biceps.

He didn’t need to thrust, merely used his immense strength to move her up and down along his shaft. His cock naturally produced slick, the only miracle in this whole ordeal as it created a smooth slide for himself within her. Y/n felt the pain slowly fading as he worked them up to a steady pace. Each time he dropped her onto his shaft it sank in a little deeper, filled her a little more completely, until she could glance down and see the tip of his cock poking against her stomach, creating an obscene bulge beneath the fat and muscle.

Soon enough it started to feel good, her body adjusting to the thick cock rearranging her guts and her climax slowly building back up. Every drag of that cock inside her set her nerves a blaze with tingling pleasure. Her insides were burning up, skin flush with fever, head swimming in a sea of pure bliss. She wondered, briefly, if his slick had an aphrodisiac within it. Surely something so big should hurt; should not feel this delicious as it ravaged her body? Her mind was fuzzy, tongue thick as she moaned and gurgled unintelligibly. This seemed to amuse the emperor cradling her.

“So warm and tight.” He moaned. “I knew you would be the perfect sheath for my cock. Going to fuck you so full of my seed. You will be my queen and this cock will be your throne.” He started thrusting faster, pressed her back against the wall to support her as he leaned in and ravaged her lips. He felt her walls tighten, knowing she was as close as he was to spilling over. “Does it feel good, my queen? Do you like being stuffed full of your emperor’s cock?” “So full.” Y/n whined. “Please, harder, fill me up. Need it… need you.” She wasn’t sure what she was mumbling, only aware that she wanted more, wanted all of him. She needed him to spill his seed in her. “Please, wanna cum, so close, need you to fill me up so I can cum.” “I know you do. Once my slick absorbs inside you the only thing that will let you cum is by taking my seed.” Onaga roared. “You’ll be a slave to it, craving the sort of pleasure only I’ll bring you. I’ll keep you seated on my cock everyday, let you have as many orgasms as you please. I’ll breed you full everyday, watch you swell with my heir growing inside you. You’ll be my perfect little queen. Now cum!” He thrust in deep, the tip of his cock splitting open her cervix to pump his seed straight into her womb and Y/n screamed from the sudden pain before feeling her orgasm crash down around her, overwriting the pain with a torrent of pleasure that seemed to never end.

It rolled over her, again and again, her vision going white as each hot spurt of Onaga’s cum triggered another orgasm. They each blended together, her body spasming violently as he filled her so full, cum squirting out around his thick shaft, her stomach swollen and heavy with it. He let one hand trail down to rub affectionately against that swell, knowing he had nothing to keep it plugged inside her this time; such a waste.

As his cock slowly retracted back into his sheath, sliding inch by inch out of her aching cunt, the cum in her guts leaked out with it, spilling against the stone floor beneath her in thick globs. Y/n was shivering, shaking, each and every muscle burned. She clenched her hole around nothing, whining at the ache of being empty as Onaga adjusted her into a bridal carry. He cradled her against his chest with a soft trill and hiss in an effort to comfort her.

“Don’t worry, my queen. I will fill you again soon and I'll make sure this time we keep you nice and full. I won’t let anything escape.” Onaga crooned, his heavy footsteps filling echoing around them as he carried her out of the dungeon toward his own, personal chambers. Y/n’s brain was still fuzzy. She had a vague sense of wrongness, like she should be scared of him fucking her again, but it had felt so good. Had she really wanted to escape? She was his consort, his queen. The thought settled in her head, felt so right, even though the rational part of her mind screamed otherwise. She felt that part of her quiet as he hummed, his chest vibrating against her body, holding her tighter to his chest. Oh, she’d been struggling again, hadn’t she? “Patience, my queen. We’re nearly there.”

#mortal kombat #mk #kinktober 2023 #Onaga #Onaga x reader #chibikaosu writes #Chibikaosu kinktober

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kaleirots · 6 months

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genshin writers love the bible brainrot.

rambling notes focusing on the recent bible references in the fontaine archon quest, revolving around childe.

if you're a lore or childe stan you might enjoy it.

major 4.2 spoilers!

The rule of three is widely used in Genshin, to the extent that the Narzissenkreuz acknowledge it to be an ancient principle. Childe was trapped in the Abyss for three months, or three days. The enneagram shown in every domain combines the Law of Three and the Law of Seven. There were three descenders until the traveler arrived, breaking the cycle. To an extent, some boss battles and archon quests come in three acts.

The bible also uses the rule of three - the three patriarchs, the three kings, then later the three wise men. Jesus is denied three times and asks Peter if he loves him three times. The Holy Trinity. Omne Trium Perfectum.

Childe IS the rule of three. He has three names, three forms, three powers and most recently, he spends three patches tracking and promptly brawling with the all-devouring narwhal, which uses three elemental types. During phase two of the boss battle, the narwhal eats the player and a shadow knight, similar to Childe's Foul Legacy form, appears to fight the traveller. The boss drop "lightless silk string" is shaped like the Ichthus, a symbol that represents Jesus Christ.

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In Jonah and the whale, Jonah disobeys God before his boat is caught in a storm. He is thrown overboard in repentance, assuming he is being punished for his actions but is swallowed by a whale. Inside the whale, Jonah laments that he has been "banished from gods sight" after disobeying and abandoning his God. He is offered a second chance, which he uses to bring salvation to the ninevites, who repent and avoid divine wrath.

According to The Knave, Childe said he was travelling to fontaine on vacation. This is directly following the erasure of Scaramouche from Irminsul. After bumping into the traveller, he acknowledges his strange mood and abandons his vision. This hides him from celestia, subverting the prophecy. He follows the call of the abyss which leads him to reunite with the all-devouring narwhal, taking the opportunity to fight with it... which ultimately, leads to Fontaine's survival.

I once ventured deep into the abyss and came face-to-face with an enormous beast. I don't know its name, all I know is the sight of it chilled me to the bone. But mark my words, one day I will march back in there and behead that beast, and you, comrade, will be my witness!

(don't forget, visions are likely celestias eyes. their original name in CN and other languages literally translates to Eye of God.)

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Revelations mentions two divinely appointed "witnesses" [revelation 11:3-12] who are initially seen as heroes, before being turned on, shunned by the public and sacrificed. you could argue that the abyss sibling has already ventured this path, being friends with the gods before siding with the abyss during the cataclysm (apocalypse).

While attempting to convince furina to tell the truth, the traveler refers to themself as a Witness. as an outworlder, they are immune to irminsul and thus able to remember both Rukkhadevata and Scaramouche. It is implied that the abyss is also unaffected by celestia.

The abyss sibling asks the traveller to witness the story, hinting at the time loop and inevitability of Celestias will. Zhongli acknowledges this in his second story quest and asks the traveller to remember what Teyvat forgets.

There are many events of ages past... many secrets that lie hidden. They have been eroded by time, forgotten by the people... abandoned. But you are capable of finding them and bringing them into the light. Those who come to witness, will witness. Those who are born to remember, will remember.

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According to Daniel 12:12, there are 45 "extra" days after the anti-christ is defeated by a returned jesus christ, in which judgement is declared upon certain nations... the traveller is sentenced to 45 days in prison before Childe and the whale return from the abyss, allowing the hydro dragon to bring judgement upon fontaine.

Fontaine is forgiven by the hydro dragon and the city floods in order to cleanse it of the original sin. before the waters recede, many citizens are rescued by a giant boat... an ark, you could say.

#genshin #genshin spoilers #4.2 spoilers #childe #genshin impact #genshin lore

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malicedragoness · 27 days

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MK 1 Rain x F!Reader n/s/f/w quick drabble

Just a little something I wrote for @bihanspookies, my Rain hoe.

I head canon that Rain’s favorite body part on his partner is their lips. So enjoy gratuitous kissing with your smut.

Word count: 887

Warnings/tags: consensual sex, lots of kissing

Heavy hands, warm needy lips, and the delicious pressure of a clothed erection rubbing between your legs made you realize that you weren’t going to make it on time for the banquet. And frankly, you didn’t give two shits at this point.

Rain was ordered to attend a banquet tonight in honor of Earthrealm’s champions that are here for the tournament. Every generation, Outworld hosts the Kombat tournament set by Lord Liu Kang. The Empress expects all her subordinates to be present for the banquet that follows each day of the tournament. Rain may not have cared for all the fighting, but he did love a delicate feast.

You decided to wear a long black dress with a slit up to your mid thigh, with silver jewelry and light makeup. You debated on the dark lip rouge Rain bought for you, it was much too bold for the outfit you were wearing. But after checking your rather plain attire, maybe something a bit bold would bring it to life.

Which led to you being backed up against the wall in a voracious kiss, knocking down paintings and artifacts alike, and then being slammed onto his desk. Rain’s paperwork was pushed to the ground, and his large hands bunched your dress around your waist.

“Rain, wh-wha-” You gasped when he pulled your hair and rubbed his hard cock against you, making you submit to his will.

He groaned as his tongue delved inside, rubbing the walls of your mouth, your teeth clacking together, and him sucking your tongue. Heat pooled deep in your core as Rain’s lips devoured yours in a rough and hungry kiss.

His smooth hands roamed your body before slipping in between your legs to push your panties aside. You mewled in his mouth when a rough thumb circled your clit, your hips rolling against his slacks, loving the rough friction that you desperately wanted.

Minutes felt like eternity as you were lost to the intensity of his kiss and rutting hips, the tightness in your core ready to snap and tip over the edge. Until Rain pulled away, making you whine helplessly. A thick trail of saliva still connected your mouths.

"Your lips. That color." Rain’s voice was hoarse as he kissed you again, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth to suck on it. "I want it all over me."

Two of his thick fingers pushed inside of you and your hips jolted off the desk, instantly responding to his touch. He gave you a few rough thrusts, once again feeling yourself ready to climax before he removed them and started frantically working on his belt.

“Rain, please-oh!” You were about to shamelessly beg for more before you felt the tip of his cock trace your folds.

"My Darling, we can’t be gone for much longer." Desperation filled his voice, as he still kept the tip against your clit. "If we had more time, I would gladly-”

"It’s ok, love.” You reassured him. Rain always loved to take his time with your body. To cherish every part of you before pleasing himself. But right now, you didn’t have the time nor the patience. “I’m so close. Please take me. I'm ready for-"

You let out a whimper as he thrust into you, not wasting any time. Your legs went around his hips, and his lips returned to yours, kissing you with everything he had. His tongue delving in your mouth to curl around your own. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kept him close to you, holding onto him like a lifeline.

His thrusts were frantic, wild with abandon as he slammed into you fervently. One of his fingers rubbed your clit in tight unrelenting circles. Electricity sparked throughout all of your nerve endings, your pussy clenching tight on Rain’s cock as he sent you into a hard orgasm, screaming your release into his mouth and he followed soon after, collapsing on top of you.

Ebony hair fell onto your shoulder as you both laid there panting heavily. Your heart pounded in your chest like a butterfly trapped in a glass jar. Rain nuzzled into your neck as you both slowly came down from your intense highs.

Minutes passed, your breathing finally slowing down before you chanced a look at him. Sweat dotted his hairline, his black locks were tangled, and red lip stains smeared over his mouth. You glanced around and saw the chaotic mess the two of you made of his study.

A chuckle came unbidden from your lips.

Rain lifted his head to peer into your eyes, a small grin forming on his handsome face. “Why are you laughing, my darling?”

You gave him a coy smile. “You’re never like this. To be so wild and spontaneous. So…desperate.”

“I was ready for us to leave for the banquet. But then you walked in,” Rain brushed a thumb over your kiss-swollen lips, mesmerized by them, “lips as red as rubies. And I couldn’t control myself.”

Rain moved closer to whisper in your ear. “Even now, with the rouge smeared across your lips, you look delectable.”

His soft lips pressed heated kisses from behind your ear to your lips, devouring them once more. The banquet being the furthest thing from your mind as you submitted yourself to him once again.

#mk1 rain x reader #rain x reader #MK x reader #n/s/f/t #n/s/f/w

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phoenix-creates · 4 months

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Mortal Kombat Master Post

A compilation of all art/comics/writings I do regarding my Mortal Kombat AU. This will feature OC x Canon content and my own personal HCs for characters and relationship dynamics. This post will be constantly updated with more information as I make more content. Without further ado, everything will be under the cut!

Original Characters:

Qiaolian and Qiangbei Norixius

Members of the Norixius Clan, an old and powerful clan of dragon-blooded warriors who are political allies of the royal family. Tensions have been high between the clan and the empress in the last thousand years as General Shao managed to spread distrust to Sindel, speaking of the clan plotting a coup of the throne. Sindel, thinking that Shao's predicting was close to coming true, kept the Norixi under close watch, often sending various members of the clan out on the worst of tasks so that they prove their loyalty. This ultimately worked against her as the clan started to resent her and almost aligned with Shao. Thankfully, Qiaolian and Qiangbei weren't completely swayed by his words and eventually defected from his army. They now loyally serve Princess Kitana.

Amalia

Older cousin to Zeffeero(Rain) and Outworld's most notorious thief! Amalia is a talented mage who mastered cloning magic and is able to make identical copies of herself at will. And with this magic, she successfully lives a double life as a thief and someone who works for the Royal Family; no one has yet to learn her secret. Amalia isn't just a thief for fun though, as she never keeps any of her riches for herself. Like Robin Hood, Amalia distributes wealth to poor Outworld citizens and has no qualms about taking from those with more wealth than they need. She also possesses interesting spatial magic and can create pocket dimensions to store things in, which she usually uses to hide her stash.

Lady Ivory

The young daughter of one of Outworld's noble families. Long ago, Ivory's family was cursed to be "devoured by snakes" by a mage, but the curse was mitigated somewhat to be less of a curse and more of a way of life. They now live and die with snake-like markings that are alive and live as one with the family. Ivory was born with an abundance of markings and is the most adept and living with her vipers, making her a dangerous foe to anyone who dares cross her and a valuable informant to anyone who needs her services. Her vipers are a part of her and she can summon them at will, send them out for expeditions, and use them to send messages. She is someone you'd rather befriend than get on her bad side.

Eli

A prodigy bio-chemist and geneticist, Eli was at the height of his career about to make the discovery that would change Earthrealm. Unfortunately, a jealous coworker destroyed Eli's work and doused the young scientist in the samples he was working with. Eli's DNA combined with that of the animal samples he was working with, along with other chemicals, and his DNA and physical body was forever to changed. Eli went on a rampage until the Special Forces found him, and Kenshi made the decision to take him to Outworld to help him. Eli was overwhelmed by the new area and fled, getting lost in the world until he was found by a certain sorcerer. The rest, as they say, is history...

Jéan, God of Nature

Jéan is a nature deity created by Liu Kang and Geras. Jéan is just as powerful as both Liu Kang and Geras and was initially created to keep the two of them in check; knowing that the timelines were still unstable and that there was always the possibility of one of them going rouge, Jéan was made as a fail-safe in case someone got overly ambitious. However, neither Liu Kang nor Geras saw the appeal of making a deity solely as a back up plan, and Jéan was given free will to do as he pleases. He still serves Liu Kang, but as a friend rather than a tool.

Anrika

Anrika is a very talented sorceress rumored to be able to raise the dead. Her magical prowess is vast and she only uses her abilities to help others rather than use them for personal gain. Many people distrust her and her intentions, thinking anyone that kind-hearted has to be hiding something. But Anrika has nothing to hide; all she wants to do is make Outworld a better place with her talents. Anrika has not yet confirmed nor denied the rumors of her ability to rouse the dead, but many people are after her as they want to learn the secrets behind her prowess.

Minor Characters

(Characters that may be mentioned in stories but not overall important to the lore)

Rubeus: Qiaolian and Qiangbei's older sibling. Rubeus is a talented blacksmith and has made a number of weapons used by many warriors, but most notably, they created one of General Shao's war hammers.

Aoihang Norixius: Grandfather to Rubeus, Qiaolian, and Qiangbei and the current Grandmaster of the Norixius Clan. Aoihang has ruled over the clan for thousands of years and still feels that he is in the prime of his life despite his old age. Aoihang never agreed with Shao's principals and suspected the General was up to something, but as tensions grew between the Norixius and Empress Sindel, Aoihang found it best to stay silent lest he be branded a traitor for going against the General. He and Shao have a rivalry.

Elliana and Regis: Ivory's parents. They're proud of her daughter for her mastery over her vipers and her work helping Empress Mileena.

Locations:

(Non canon locations I made up for sake of my AU)

Fae Yuyan:

A Southeastern seaport metropolis in Outworld. All major waterways, such as canals and rivers, connect at Fae Yuyan, making it an important route for trade and travel. The most famous waterway is the canal between Fae Yuyan and Sun Do, the quickest mode of transport between the two cities. Many merchants set up shops and sell their wares in this city making it central to Outworld’s economy. Currently, Lord Regis and Lady Elliana are the rulers of this city and regularly communicate with Sun Do and the Empress.

Sariyon:

A southern city of Outworld. Sariyon is home to many wood and metal workers, weavers, seamstresses, and other artisans that make up the creative industries of Outworld. Sariyon and Fae Yuyan have established a union where the people of Fae Yuyan provide safe transport for the people of Sariyon, and the people of Sariyon offer their goods and services to Fae Yuyan at discounted prices. Sariyon profits the most when festivals are in full swing as the people can put their best work forward.

Norixius Colony:

Long ago, disgraced descendants of Onaga were nearly banished from all corners of Outworld. They rebelled and caused a massive and bloody civil war, eventually resulting in the Norixius Clan controlling a territory of Outworld. This territory, located in the fertile grasslands of Central Outworld, has been the Colony’s property for multiple generations and only once had the royal family tried to take it back. The conflict did now end well for the empire. It now stands as both a stronghold and a home for the massive clan.

Bei Ningzun:

A small village in Northern Outworld and Anrika’s birthplace. Bei Ningzun is a quiet farming village that is somewhat cut off from the rest of Outworld as the people prefer to live quiet lives. The older inhabitants take care of the farmlands while the younger ones make the journey to the more populated cities to sell herbs and crops. Bei Ningzun is almost home to one of the oldest temples of Outworld and the people regularly head into the mountains to pray.

Misc. Drawings:

Qiangbei and Raiden

Qiaolian and Syzoth

Amalia and Rain

Twin Gossip

Toxic Love

Scorpion and Snake

Yield

Couple Goals

Classy Cage

How the Twins Discovered Starbucks

Pupils and Masters

Puppet

Amalia Genderbend

Invasions Edits:

Scorpion

Nitara

Sub-Zero

Relationship Dynamics:

Shang Tsung/Eli: 1

Tomas/Jèan:

Syzoth/Qiaolian:

Kuai Liang/Ivory:

Kung Lao/Amalia:

Li Mei/Amalia:

Amalia & Rain: 1

#master post #mortal kombat au #mortal kombat oc #mk1 #mk1 oc #ocposting #artists on tumblr #digital art #original character #oc art #mortal kombat 1 #mk ocs

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rejectory · 2 months

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@galaeus *

don’t you agree hits the palm she slaps over the invader’s mouth. shh!

(there’s that word again the outworlders colonized them with before she was born --- faith. she runs cold on its heels.) what chani 'suggests' is that, and listen closely:

" you talk too much, " that she echoes like a skipped stone where chani sifts.

that she’d be roast meat under canopus without their stillsuit. chani’ll grant her the dream if she keeps this up.

the royal fanatics reflect the sun like machines. they walk funny. in all their years of devouring diplomatic missions and negotiations from inside their blood-money ships, now they stop being cowards. and they’ve still learned amateur little about how not to stick out like sore thumbs.

shishakli’s head’s gone in the sand like a muad’dib because, for one, she’s not stupid.

chani drags paul’s mentor low to the rocks like she’s already a dead body. she jerks her head. this way.

#galaeus #CHANI.

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celestial-narwhal · 10 months

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A Lost Soul

Name: Blade (应星 YingXing) Species: Immortal weapon. Pronouns: He/Him (AMAB) Occupation: Stellaron Hunter Region of Origin: Xianzhou Alliance (Outworlder, planet unknown) Age: Eternal. Height: 6′3″ (190 cm) Birthday: May 3 HC Tag: ScarsEtchedinMetal (Blade Hcs) | EpitaphofTheForgeMaster (应星 hcs) General Tag: ASharpenedSword (Blade) | MemoirsofABlacksmith (应星) Verses: Past and Present, available below vvv

Ship Status: Highly selective due to his volatile nature. He is not sound of mind and I need to know I can communicate with ship partners comfortably before writing ships with him.

Blade: The sharpest weapon in Destiny's Slave's arsenal, Blade will not hesitate to end the lives of those who get in his way. Countless lives stain his hands, and many more are to come in order to achieve his ultimate goal. He does not see death as a harsh consequence to those he fights, however. To him, it is a blissful mercy.

His own death is his ultimate goal, after all.

When he fights, it's with abandon. He cares not for injuries he sustains, nor does he cower from taking what should be fatal blows. In fact, the pain he feels when he is harmed only enhances his power. As an unwilling immortal, his sense of touch has diminished significantly, nerves shot and numb. The only time he can feel is in the heat of battle after receiving an injury, which gives him a maddening high of catharsis. He is prone to losing himself to his mara and own mind when battles are commenced.

Outside of battle, he is a stoic, reserved man. His words are saved for necessity, and he is ever-loyal to the Stellaron Hunter's cause. It will inevitably bring him to his promise end, after all. He protects his fellow hunters without hesitation, and even humors their odd requests every now and then. While it may appear he is dispassionate, he listens intently to those he is involved with, engraving those memories into his mind the best he can.

Blade doesn't recollect the entirety of his own past, after all. Might as well make new memories with others.

The things he does remember, he keeps engraved in his mind. Of five people, three must pay a price. If any such people appear before him, he will not hesitate to keep to that oath.

应星 Yingxing: An apparition of the past. Blade's former self. He was known as the Furnace Master amongst the Xianzhou Luofu. He created numerous amounts of weapons and curios with curious powers, bringing him to notoriety despite not being a Xianzhou native. He made deep connections while living there, eventually becoming a part of the High-Cloud Quintet with his dearest friends.

Yingxing was a reserved, but not shy man. While seen as apathetic and arrogant to strangers, he openly showed his love to those he cherished by making countless gifts for them and smiled frequently, eyes shining with an affectionate fondness. He disliked being in the spotlight, reserving that mark for his bombastic friends and loved ones.

While he was not of any nobility or high blood, he held grace in his calm demeanor, always ready to encourage others to reach for the stars and remind them that they could do amazing things. If he, a short-lived outworlder, could work hard enough to surpass the long-lived that surrounded him despite his limited time, you could surely do that same. To those he was intimate with, he was teasing and playful, loving to see their reactions despite his actions often being a result of impulsivity.

Yingxing held a viscous vendetta against Denizens of Abundance after being enslaved in a work camp as a child, only to watch his family get devoured by the borisins before getting rescued by the Xianzhou Alliance. Due to this, he had a propensity to hold deep grudges and held no mercy for those of the Abundance. In fact, he basked in the ability to enact his revenge against them whenever he was allowed, a rather unsettling light always glinting in his eyes when his vengeance was performed.

He explored the world best through touch, embedding each sensation and feel into his memories with every brush of his fingers. Being a master forge smith, he was incredibly talented with his hands, being able to shape even the most complex shapes into form. When he focused on something, the rest of the world melted away and only him and said object existed, causing him to often work for days on end without rest. He held a strange stubbornness when it came to his craft, and he was always hellbent on finishing whatever he started.

Yingxing met his untimely end on the battlefield. Now he lays forever trapped within the weapon known as Blade. Immortality comes with consequence.

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