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heartsforhavik · 4 months

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Hiiii!

I love havik sm, and your fics are the best istg 🫶🫶

If you can do you think you can do a continuation of the yandere fics you've been writing but with havik?

Ty<3

yandere havik x reader hcs

warnings: violence, gore, toxic relationship, regular yandere tendencies yk

summary: hcs of yandere havik x (gender neutral) reader

a/n: AWWWW THANK YOU ANON!! also i got quite a lot of yandere havik requests. all of you are SICK in the head. (me too tho so it’s ok) anyways i’ve been wanting to write a yandere havik for so long bc most people write havik as aggressive and controlling all the time, but i think he’s chill to the people he’s acquainted to. BUT YANDERE HAVIK?? LETS FUCKIN GOOO CONTROLLING HAVIK!! anyways next is yandere syzoth stay tuned

there was a sickening, almost deranged look on havik’s face the moment he first saw you. as soon as he saw you, there was nothing that could stop him from making you his.

it was like he was consumed by a powerful drug, and he was completely and irrevocably enamored by you.

he longs to have you by his side. he’s so obsessed with you, he wants to cut you open and crawl inside of your skin. you’re just so enchanting, how could he not be in love?

love, is what it looks like. but for havik, it’s more of an obsession than true love. sure, he wants to hold you in his arms and be with you for the rest of his life, but he doesn’t exactly have the emotional capacity to truly be in love.

if you had a problem going on and you were emotionally distressed, he would automatically resort to violence and would be driven to destroy whoever hurt you. but he doesn’t exactly know how to comfort you. he can, but he’ll just awkwardly pat you on the back.

for now, you were just allies. but havik is determined to slowly turn it into something more. it would be so slow you wouldn’t even notice the change. in his eyes, that is the smartest way to win you over. if you’re used to his affections, you won’t leave.

well, it’s not like he would even let you leave if you fell in love with him. he would convince you to stay with him. he would convince you that he can provide you safe haven and you will someday be blessed by chaos by his side.

but if you ever rejected havik’s affections, he just wouldn’t accept it. he would assume you were just lying or having a bad day. after everything he did for you, there was no way he can live without you in his life. so he just wouldn’t accept that you rejected him.

but if you accepted his affections, havik would never hold back again. he would be completely unhinged and expect you to accept it.

he would also keep you very close to him. havik knows he has a lot of enemies that would target you, so he will always protect you. you’re his, therefore it is his responsibility to keep you untouched from harm.

you’re just so beautiful. so delicate. you would still look oh so beautiful if you were all bloodied and ruined… but havik wouldn’t let your body get ruined, as much as he wants to see it. he wishes you had the same powers as him, so your body parts don’t have to stay in the same boring spot all the time and you can enjoy the chaos of it.

speaking of chaos, havik wishes to share his lifestyle with you. no gods, no government, no order. to live a life of liberation with you is a life well lived in his eyes. if you don’t agree with him, he will make you agree. you are either with him or against him. and defying him would be a mistake. you should know to follow his ideals in order to lead a better life on his side.

havik would feel ecstatic if you were to get your hands dirty with him. he would be happy to engage in kombat with you any day, especially if you two destroyed the oppressors together.

if not, that’s okay. he can do the work and you can sit and look nice next to him. even though he would want to see you work towards freedom, he would not mind if you only supported him.

havik is convinced that chaos will benefit your life, and that he is the right partner for you. he cannot accept anything else for you. he knows what is best for you, believe him.

if anyone were to defy his vision for you… if anyone were to dare try and win you over.. he would eliminate them in gruesome manners. even if he has to do it right in front of your eyes just to prove a point. that he would fight for you. he deserves to be with you because he kills for you with no hesitation. how could you not accept him if he shows you his potential to truly dedicate himself to you?

why would anyone even dare try to court you? he is right there by your side, why can’t everyone else see that? are they so blind to think they can have you when havik claimed you first?

overall, he knows you belong to him. he does give you the freedom to choose *how* you express your affection to him and how you fight for freedom with him, but he is convinced that he is what is best for you.

havik can’t imagine the rest of his life without you, his precious little doll, by his side. so cute, so delicate. and all his. you’ll always stay with him and fight with him, won’t you?

#mortal kombat 1 x reader #havik #havik x reader #mk x reader #mk havik #mk1 x reader #havik mk1 #havik mortal kombat #yandere havik #yandere mortal kombat #im sorry if it feels rushed #i peaked w the yandere tomas hcs

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iliketangerines · 2 months

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Hi I hope you’re doing well 🫂✨I love your writing and this is my first time requesting 🫣🥰

Would you mind writing mk1 Shang Tsung smut 😭😭😭 he’s soooo deviously fine in this game 🥺🫶🏽

stars in your eyes

a/n: this is not an odd request at all cutie. in fact, i love it dear god. why can't three burly angsty men destroy me in real life.

pairing: director!shang tsung x sub!afab!reader x dom!havik x dom!quan chi

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), pussy slapping, clit slapping, overstimulation, pussy eating, creampies, slight breeding kink, praise kink, degradation kink, blowjobs, hand jobs

Shang Tsung had traveled to a club and found you there, fresh-faced, nervous, but oh so pretty and submissive

you had given him a lap-dance, pretty eyes blinking up at him, pretty red lips begging to be bitten, and body looking perfect to be ruined by him

he slipped his business card in along with a few hundred in cash and waited for a phone call from you

it had taken almost a week of waiting, your body haunting his thoughts as he kept on checking his phone, but you finally called

you talked in a timid and sweet voice, and Shang Tsung wanted to hear you moan, to have your voice ruined by sucking on his cock

he tells you to come in for an audition the next day and that he’ll provide costumes for you

you agree and thank him for the opportunity, adding on an innocent sir at the end of the thanks before ending the phone call

Shang Tsung can’t help himself and pulls his cock out and imagines your lips wrapped around his dick, lipstick smeared and mascara running down your cheeks

you arrive the next day a few minutes early, and Shang Tsung observes how nervous you seem, how your make-up is applied, how you squirm in his seat as he leans in a bit closer to you

he brings you to a back room, black leather couch sitting in the back with a nice rug sitting in front of it, and Shang Tsung sits in the middle and tells you to change in the room next door and impress him

he already knows he’s going to hire you, but he wants to have a taste right now

you bite your lip and nod, going to the next room over, and Shang Tsung bounces his knee impatiently as you change into the costume he’s chosen for you

you come back into the room, face warm and eyes downcast as you tug at the harness, and Shang smirks at the sight of you

you’re dressed in a lingerie set that does nothing hide your chest or your pussy from prying eyes, and a garter belts squeeze your thighs and cause a bit of fat to pudge out

Shang Tsung has never been so hard

what really sells the vision is the collar around your neck, and he imagines it’s his collar, claiming you as his, but he shakes off the thought and beckons you to come close

you teeter a bit awkwardly in front of him, unused to his stilettos you’re wearing, but you make it in front of him and kneel in front of his spread legs obediently

he pets your hair, purring out a praise, and you face warms at the words

he leans back and tells you to pleasure him, and you bring your hands forward, unzipping his pants and pull his underwear down far enough to take his cock out through the hole

you stroke his dick, spreading the pre-cum down his shaft and take the tip into your mouth, pressing your tongue into the slit and suckling on his dick

he groans and resists the urge to grab your hair and fuck your face until you’re crying

you bob your head up and down, taking him further and further into your mouth until your nose is buried in his clothed pelvis

you hum around his dick, tongue pressing into a vein on the underside of his cock, and Shang Tsung clenches his fist to stop himself from cumming too quickly

you bob your head up and down the full length of his cock, tongue pressing and prodding against him for a few more minutes, and Shang Tsung sees stars as he finally cums into your mouth

you whine and eagerly swallow his cum, and when you come off his mouth, you stick your tongue out to show you’ve swallowed it all

Shang Tsung pets the side of your face and tells you that you deserve a reward

he helps you up on shaky legs, and he doesn’t miss the way that your wetness coats the inside of your thighs

he brings you to another room and has you sign all the papers and everything else, and he enjoys watching you squirm in your seat as you try to rub your thighs together for some friction

he sends you off and tells you the date of your first film and who else will be performing with you

you come a few minutes early to the filming day just as before, and he tells you to dress up in a costume once again, and he’ll be waiting for you in the filming room

when you knock on the door and enter, Shang Tsung knows you’re going to be a hit

that sweet expression mixed with the tight white dress and fake angel wings and halo above you really do sell you as an innocent little toy for him

two of his other actors are waiting for you in the room already, dressed with fake devil wings and horns

none of the cameras are rolling yet, but he wishes they were to catch the expression of your face as Quan Chi and Havik stand up and tower over you

they bring you over with gentle hands to the center of the room, a somewhat elaborate stage of hell, and Shang Tsung starts the cameras

there’s a bit of the introductory dialogue, but soon enough, Quan Chi picks you up, arms hooked over your legs to spread you wide apart

your dress rides up to expose your pretty pussy to the camera and Havik laughs, calling you a naughty angel for not wearing any panties

you try to deny it, but the protest turns into a yelp as Havik slaps your pussy and watches as you clench around nothing

he laughs in that deep voice, saying that naughty angels must be punished before landing a series of slaps on your pussy and pinching at your clit

make-up streams down your cheeks as you cry and sob, trying to jerk away from the contact, but Quan Chi keeps you still in his arms

Havik laughs at your pathetic mewls but finally stops abusing your drooling pussy and presses a sweet kiss onto your clit

you whine and whimper as Havik laps at your clit, using his fingers to spread your folds and dig his tongue deeper into your pussy

Quan Chi readjusts his arms, his hands digging into your thighs and leaving bruises on your soft skin, and your hips buck forward into Havik’s mouth

the man brings his fingers up, shoving them into your pussy and curling them to find that sweet spot inside of you, and he hums around your clit

you arch your back off of Quan Chi, and he chuckles as Havik starts to abuse that spot within you

Shang Tsung can see the way your wetness drips down onto the floor, and he pulls out his own aching cock and lightly strokes himself to ease some of the tension

as you throw your head back into Quan Chi’s chest, cumming on Havik’s fingers, you grow limp in his arms, eyes glassy and make-up ruined by your tears

Quan Chin puts you down on shaky legs and disappears off the camera to go and grab something, and Havik grabs onto your cheek and kisses you roughly, shoving his tongue down your throat

you whine and melt into the touch despite the roughness, and Quan Chi returns with a dildo, one that resembles a tentacle

he tells you to be a good angel and arch, and you do so without a single complaint, still occupied with the feeling of Havik roughly kissing you

Quan Chi slides the tentacle between your soaked folds, and you jump slightly at the cold silicon touching you

the man slowly slides the dildo into you, and you moan into Havik’s mouth, slightly squirming at the texture

Quan Chi swats your ass and tells you to stay still for him as he roughly fucks you on the dildo, and you moan into Havik’s mouth

the man moves down to kiss your neck, sucking hickeys into your neck, and Quan Chi continues to fuck you on the dildo, telling you you’re such a naughty angel for enjoying being fucked by two demons

you whine into the air and ask them to cum, pretty please, tears are gathering on the tips of your eyelashes

Quan Chi has a cruel smirk and says no, stuffing the dildo back into your abused cunt before forcing you on your knees

both Havik and Quan Chi take out their dicks, and Quan Chi tells you to work for your orgasm, and you whimper but put Havik’s dick into your mouth and Quan Chi’s cock into your hand

you stroke Quan Chi, flicking your wrist and pressing the pad of your thumb into the slit of his cock, and he groans at your ministrations and tells you to keep going

Havik has grabbed onto your face, fucking into your throat with reckless abandon as he tells you what a whore you are for enjoying this

your hips twitch as you try to bounce on the dildo, but with the way Havik’s holding you and Quan Chi is next to you, you can only clench your pussy around the thick tentacle

Havik pulls you off of his dick, patting the side of your face harshly with his palm as he makes fun of how whorish you look, that you’re such a cock slut

you agree dumbly, and Quan Chi grabs onto your chin and forces his cock down your throat, grabbing onto your hair and dragging you up and down on his cock

Shang Tsung can see the way Quan Chi’s throat bulges in your throat, and he wishes that were him

but all in due time

you bring your hand up to stroke Havik, but your strokes are shaky and uncoordinated as you lose air from Quan Chi thrusting into your throat

finally, he pulls out of your mouth, and Havik and Quan Chi stroke themselves, and you stick out you tongue and let them shoot their cum all over your face

you swallow what lands on your tongue, and they drag you up, Quan Chi bringing you in for a rough kiss as he gropes your ass, and Havik takes out the tentacle, a loud squelching sound filling the air

Shang Tsung stands up and exits the room, putting on his own costume, just a pair of horns and wings bigger than Havik’s and Quan Chi’s and walks back into the room

he walks in on them with Quan Chi sucking another hickey into your neck and Havik squeezing and slapping your red ass

Shang Tsung checks that the cameras are rolling before stepping onto the stage

immediately, they stop what they’re doing and pull you so that you stand between them

your wetness drips down your legs, and your wings and halo are slightly askew, but it just enhances your ruined image

Shang Tsung approaches you and tsks, putting his thumb into your mouth, and you automatically suck on it

you’re completely fucked-out, willing to do anything Shang Tsung says, and he smiles internally at the thought of that

he mocks your expression, saying that an angel should’ve look so debauched, and you can only moan around his thumb at the words

he continues on, saying maybe he’ll keep you as his own little pet, for him to use and fuck and breed when he wants to

he signals the other two to let go of you and for Quan Chi to stop rolling the cameras to move another prop on set

Quan Chi does so, and he and Havik start moving a bed onto set

but you’re still a drooling mess in Shang Tsung’s arm, sucking on Shang Tsung’s thumb and clinging onto him like a lifeline

Shang Tsung smiles and brings you to the bed and tells Quan Chi to start filming again

once he hears the camera click, he removes his thumb from your mouth and trails kisses down your neck, your stomach, until he reaches your cunt

he spreads them with his wide shoulders and forces you to keep them apart as you hiccup and sniffle as you try to grab for Shang Tsung

he tuts and tells you to be a good angel and keep your hands to yourself, and you immediately put your hands on the sheets

Shang Tsung can see how your pussy drools for him, clenching around nothing, and how it’s still swollen from the way Havik slapped it earlier

but you look so pretty like this, clit swollen and pussy sore, and Shang Tsung files away the thought of hitting your sensitive clit with a riding crop

Shang Tsung buried his nose into your clit, grinding into the overstimulated nub, and laps at your pussy with his tongue

you whine and arch off the bed but dutifully keep your hands on the bed as Shang Tsung hums into your abused cunt

he fucks you on his tongue, relishing in your needy moans and pathetic mewling, and he quickly brings you to an orgasm

as your chest heaves up and down, he climbs up and slides his dick between your folds before sliding into you

you’re still wet and tight around him despite the dildo inside of you earlier, and he groans at the feeling of you clenching down on him

he sets a brutal pace, hips slamming down onto yours and slapping against your clit, and he tells you that you can move your hands

immediately, your hands claw at his back, and he purrs about how much of a slut you look like right now and asking what the other angels would think if they saw you like this

you can’t respond, just blabbering out nonsense, and Shang Tsung slows down his pace and tells you to answer like a good whore

you babble out that they’d think you’re just a cumslut, a dump for demons to breed you with their seed, that they’d think you’re a dirty angel who can only suck dick

Shang Tsung smiles and calls you a good angel before continuing with his ruthless pace

as he continues to fuck you, tears stream down your cheeks, and he has to resist the urge to kiss them away

instead, he bites your neck, and you keen, your pussy spasming around his dick

you squirt all over his torso, and Shang Tsung’s eyes sparkle as he realizes that you’re a squirter

squirters always raked in more cash

he fucks you through your orgasm, and you can only let continue fucking into you, chasing his own release despite the sparks of pain mixing with the pleasure now

Shang Tsung’s hips stutters, and he buries himself deep inside of you and spills his cum deep inside of you

he lazily thrusts in and out of you as he cums, and pulls out when he can feel his dick softening

he looks down at the mixture of your cum and his cum mixing, and he shoves it back in with his fingers, commenting that you’re going to be a wonderful breeding bitch

Quan Chi cuts the cameras, and Havik immediately rushes over with some damp towels and water for Shang Tsung and you

the director helps you sit up, but there’s still a far away look in your eyes

he helps you drink some water and eat a small bite of a granola bar, but your eyes are still slightly watery and glossy

Shang Tsung frowns and gets up to go and check something, but you grip onto his hand and ask him in a quiet voice to not leave, small tears dripping down your cheeks and a slight sniffle escaping from you

he sends a concerned glance over to Quan Chi and Havik, who tell him to take care of you and that they’ll clean up, and he picks you up and brings you to his office

he lays you down on the couch and cuddles up next to you, and you let out a dopey smile and snuggle into his chest

you fall asleep soon after, and Shang Tsung realizes that you need a lot more comfort right now than he was providing

and then he smiles at how compliant and submissive you are, how compliant and submissive you can be, how he could get you to do anything in this state

the film releases soon after, and Shang Tsung watches as the numbers rise

he pets your head as he sits at his desk, and you whine, your cock in his mouth as he has you cockwarm him

he’s going to have so much fun breaking you in

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sharkgummie · 6 months

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I find this ship extremely funny to me

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ejanarky · 6 months

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Havik x GN! Reader || NSFW

Just a little self indulgent story I wanted to write cuz there's still not a lot of Havik content out there. This ain't proofread, so sorry for any mistakes <3

CW: filthy language, rough sex, nothing really out of the ordinary, degrading praise, biting, mentions of gore and cannibalism (in a romantic way)

The throbbing within is nearly unbearable, having reached your fifth climax of the night. You're out of breath as Havik ruts into you, licking and biting at your neck with a hunger like no other, as if he wishes to devour you completely. You can't help but let out a slew if curses and moans, the cleric pulling them from your throat oh so happily, merciless in his movements. Havik himself can hardly hold back his own noises. In fact, he doesn't. He's loud, huffing, moaning, panting, repeating your name like a mantra, a prayer, even. He groans into your ear, his voice hot and heavy with lust.

"Hng..fuck. You feel so good. So precious..." He practically whines as his cock stretches you so deliciously, rubbing your insides in all the right ways. "Look at you, squeezing me so tight. You're just begging for me to cum inside, slutty little thing."

A particularly needy moan falls from your lips, your nails digging into Havik's biceps. He loves the feeling; the sharp, stinging pain that comes from the way you cling onto him so desperately. It only turns him on more, pulling a deep groan from him that reverberates in his chest.

You can feel Havik's breath become heavier as he drags his tongue from your neck to your chest, nuzzling his marred face into it, desperately listening for your heart. To hear your heartbeat would most likely drive the man to the edge, hearing the muscle pulse, sending blood into your veins and throughout your body. Oh, how he loves your blood; how he loves your heart. He wants to touch it, lick it, devour it. Alas, he can only listen as it flutters beneath your breastbone, dancing so beautifully, all for him.

Havik salivates over your chest, his tongue and teeth caressing the skin if your sternum as his thrusts become a bit slower. It's not very often that Havik slows his pace during sex, but tender moments like these are savored. You gaze down at your lover, drinking in the way his deep, brown eyes stare lazily back up at you, pupils blown from desire. He whines as his hot tongue laps over your bruised flesh, soothing the bites he had painted your chest with just minutes ago.

"Oh, how I want to crack you open and steal your heart from its cage," he groans, rutting lazily into your heat, almost pathetic, "I need to taste it. Hold it in my hands and feel it pulse just as you pulse around my cock..."

You card your fingers through his hair, your nails scratching gently at his scalp, eliciting a small moan from him. "I wish I could give you that, my love, but we would have to part if I did." You smile lovingly at the cleric, knowing that he understands, and that he would never let it come to that point.

Havik lets out a low growl, making his way back up your body, leveling his face with yours. He gingerly presses his forehead to your own in a simple display of trust and affection, your sweat mixing with his. Slowly, he lowers his mouth down to your ear, running his tongue over the cartilage before speaking harshly. "I am well aware of this, my dear. I will simply feel you from the inside in the best way I can~"

And with that statement, thay simple sentence that took your breath away, Havik set a brutal pace, even harsher than the ine before. He grabs onto the flesh of your thighs and practically folds you in half, allowing him to reach even deeper within your core, tearing a scream from your throat. Havik chuckles in between moans and growls, pleased by the noises you're making as well as the sight of you conturned beneath him.

"Yes! Sing for me, love. Let me hear your beautiful voice, so sweet and tortured, just for me." He huffed and groaned, his pace almost as bruising as his grip on your thighs. Havik holds nothing back, fucking you relentlessly, reveling in the way your bodies move in perfect unison and in the way that you writhe and whimper under him. It isn't long before you can feel another orgasm building, bubbling up in your gut, threatening to burst.

The cleric buried within you feels it, too, his heart racing at the thought of you cumming on his cock once more. He will gladly help you reach that high again, rutting his hips agaisnt yours in a steady rhythm, hitting that spot within you over and over. You're drooling at this point, a babbling mess, barely able to form a coherent sentence. All you can do is whimper and plead, words broken by the overstimulation.

Your lover huffs out a laugh as he gazes down at you, proud of this fucked out mess that he has made of you. "What is it, darling? Are you going yo cum again? Look at your pretty face, of course you are." He firmly grasps your cheeks in one of his scarred hands and forces you to look up at him. Havik gazes into your eyes, his own begging you to not look away. "You've got one more in you, I know you do. Now, be a good little pet and cum with me."

It washes over you before you can even process Havik's words, your orgasm wracking though your body. Your back arches and your fingers dig into Havik's muscular arms once more, silently screaming, then gasping for air. Havik's own breathing becomes rather ragged, then evolves into loud growls and moans as he reaches his climax. He bites down hard onto your shoulder when he spills within you, ripping a broken whimper from you. Havik groans against your tattered flesh, the taste of your blood only heightening the sensation of his release.

Finally, Havik stills and removes his teeth from your shoulder, running his tongue over the wond to soothe it. He wraps his strong arms around your sweaty body and rolls over onto his back, pulling you on top of him, his cock never leaving your warmth. He nuzzles into your neck and laps gently at it; his way of kissing. The two of you stay like that for a while, reveling in each others warmth and savoring the afterglow.

After a moment of silence, Havik speaks, his voice low and raspy, yet so very loving, running his calloused fingers over your body. "You mean everything to me...never forget that."

Aaaahhh first fic post! I really hope the Havik lovers enjoy this!

#havik x reader #havik #havik mk1 #havik smut #mk1 #mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 #smut #mk smut #im losing my mind #need him so bad

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