“Johnny helps Kenshi eat” yeah his ass

It’s hard to find good Kenshi content out there, can I request Kenshi with a s/o he wants to marry/has recently married? Your writing’s so good 👉👈🥺

Oh absolutely!! Hope you like it!! ❤

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With a s/o that he wants to marry:

- He’s a bit pent up and stuffy, trying to act as smooth as he can while not making it obvious, he wants to be with you a bit more seriously

- You’re the love of his life and the idea of you being his beloved officially makes him feel as light as air

- He’d thought about marriage for a long time, unsure if it was the right thing for the longest time; but after so long with you, he’d come to realize how much he wants to spend the rest of his life with you

He spends a good amount of time pondering what ring to even get you; he wants something simple but shows his long-time adoration for you. Almost regretfully he’d turn to someone who can see everything, which might end up being an excited Johnny. He’d have to remind Johnny again and again that he’s wanting something precious and simple, nothing too out there which would earn him a pat on the back and a promise of nothing wild.

In the end he’d choose a lovely rose gold band with three rich sapphires; one smaller one on each side of a larger sapphire cut in the shape of an oval. The band itself would have your name engraved on the inside with the outside remaining untouched saved for the sockets for the sapphires.

With a s/o he’s married to:

- Every day he reminds you of anything you’d forgotten, such as routine steps or eating

- Gentle kisses throughout the day and little hugs from behind when he can; finding your physical touch comforting

- After long days he’ll draw a warm bath to relax in, often asking you to join or joining yours when you’re taking one

Sometimes at night you’ll find him tracing little shapes on your skin, finding the motions and sensation of your skin soothing if he’s overthinking; other times he’ll bury his face in the crook of your neck, hair, or shirt. You’re his everything and he’ll tell you every day, not letting you even for a second think otherwise.

On days where he can just relax you may find him listening to the music you got him into as a way to zone out, though you may make him jump if you catch him completely zoned out.

He enjoys listening to you go on rambles of the things you’re passionate about, sometimes even getting into what you’re passionate about. You’d introduce him to different hobbies of yours too, which he’ll find ways of fueling through getting you to talk about them or listening to you do them if it involves music or singing; otherwise, he’ll help get you your materials.

Baby reactions: MK guys

So this was originally supposed to be a humorous reaction. However it turned more serious and fluffy. Erron’s part is REALLY long! He requires so much more explaining and development than the other guys.

This has fluff, humor, and seriousness in it. Please enjoy!

Kabal - You’re gonna have an ‘oops’ baby. And that’s exactly what he says when you tell him you’re pregnant.

“Kabal, do you want a baby?”

“Like a living one?”

You roll your eyes at him. “Yes. Like an actual baby.”

“Well, maybe later on when-“

“I’m pregnant.”

“....oops.”

Just like his powers, things go so fast when he’s in the mood. He forgets to wrap his willy one time because he was away on a mission for three months. Once he saw you, he immediately jumped you in the living room and he just. Couldn’t. Stop.

Kabal is happy, but shit he needs a minute to take all this in. He wanted kids, but he always imagined it would happen much later and he’d have his life together by then. Now he feels an immense pressure to find a more responsible job and have enough money for all the doctor/medical bills within nine months. When you start to panic because of how quiet he is, he’ll immediately snap out of his funk.

Kabal wraps you in a bone crushing hug and tells you he’s so happy he going to be a dad. It’s his dream to have a large family. He can’t wait to do birthday parties, go to Disney world, costume shopping for comic book conventions. If he has a girl she’s going to be dressed up like a Little Sister and he’s going to be a Big Daddy. He wants it all.

He’s going to be at every doctors appointment that he can get to. If he’s out of town, you better call him and put him on speaker. When he sees that first ultrasound he cries. You’re going to have twins. (I LOVE that part of his tower ending!) He so excited but he also feels so freaking macho! In one shot he was able to get two babies inside of you! He’s feeling proud of himself right now. Let him have his moment. He will also want to know the gender of the babies. He’s too impatient to wait, so don’t expect him to.

Once Kabal finds a house for you two, he’s going to get that nursery set up ASAP. It’s so much fun shopping for baby clothes and toys, he’s practically a big child himself.

“Hey babe, lets get them these nerf guns!”

“That’s for when they’re five.”

“Well...this one won’t be here in five years...they need this one.”

When you go into labor, he’s going to be that guy that asks you if you’re ok a million times until you tell him to shut up. He rocks on his heels, cards his hands through his hair, and breathes heavily. He’s so nervous. He doesn’t want anything bad to happen.

When the babies are born, he’s in absolute bliss. Kabal never thought he could love something so unconditionally like he does these babies. He holds one in each arm while you sit back and sleep. No one is going to take these babies from him.

He is definitely going to be the fun dad. Birthday parties are at the house and he invites all of the twins’ friends over. There’s a pool, bouncy castle, water guns, face painting, silly string, and lots of junk food. There’s also a mountain of gifts for them. When it’s time to cut the cake and they wish on their birthday candles, they both say they want a little brother or sister. You and Kabal talk at the same time.

“Maybe-“

“I’m pregnant.”

“...oops.”

Well...he did say he wanted a big family.

Kuai Liang - “I want a baby.” Kuai looks up at you with hopeful eyes. “Say that again.”

You do as he says, and he walks towards you with a look of amazement. He thinks you’re the most divine being to ever exist. You’re kind, intelligent, and beautiful. And now you want him to father your children.

Kuai gently caresses your face. He has a genuine smile and his eyes hold so much adoration for you. “I would be honored to have children with you.” He gives you such a sweet kiss that makes you blush as his cold hands cup your face. He will make tea that increases fertility and will also use positions that have deep penetration. He wants this baby as much as you do, and he takes this seriously.

Out of all the kombat men, Kuai is the best partner to have when you’re pregnant. He attends to your every need, no matter how silly. You want to eat a whole bowl of macaroni and cheese and a pop tart instead of a healthy lunch the Lin Kuei prepared? That’s all right with him. But he will encourage you to eat at least some vegetables. 

When it’s three in the morning and you have legs cramps, he will be right there to massage them out and give you some water. As your bump gets bigger Kuai will want you to stay off your feet more. If you need something, either Kuai himself or whomever is assigned to you will get it. Your feet hurt and he doesn't want you to strain yourself.

When you go into labor, he will keep a level head and listen to the doctors. Not once will he leave your side unless instructed to. In fact, his experience mentoring comes in handy here when he encourages you to push. Just knowing that he’s there and he believes in you, helps you through the pain of the contractions.

When the baby is born he feels as if half of his heart is living outside of his body. This baby is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. ‘I wish Bi-Han could see this’ zips across his mind unwarranted. He can’t help but cry and hold the both of you to him.

Kuai is a wonderful father without even trying. He teaches his child about discipline, honor, and respect. He has a strict schedule for them including schooling, training, and housework. They will also go to bed on time and eat healthy meals, no exceptions. The way they will bond will be through training. Most of the time it is taken seriously. However, there will be times where Kuai can’t help it and let them wrestle him to the ground. He’s such a good dad.

Kenshi - One thing about dating a telepath, they always know what you’re thinking. It’s both a blessing and a curse. Kenshi could tell you wanted children. He knows it will be a while before you ask him about it. So he takes this time to contemplate whether if he's ready for another child. He's older and missed out on most of Takeda's life. 

He feels guilty because he never got to be the father Takeda deserved. It would be so selfish of him to start a family with you, when he couldn't even be there for his own son. It wouldn't be the right thing to do. Kenshi decides he won't have any more kids, and he desperately hopes this won't break your relationship.

Takeda and Jacqui come over to visit frequently. While you and Jacqui go into one room to talk about art, the men are at the table alone. Takeda could tell something was on his father's mind, and he's too stubborn to leave until Kenshi talks about it.

He cracks and tells Takeda that you have been thinking about children recently. However, he fears that would be unfair to him as he was never around. He was more concerned about revenge than being in his only son's life. Why should he get a second chance at being a father again?

What Kenshi didn't expect was to feel a wave of sadness coming off Takeda.

"So, not only were you not there during my childhood, but you'll deny me a sibling."

Kenshi is taken aback and doesn't say anything. They have a heart to heart talk for over an hour about the mistakes they have made and what they would have done differently. Takeda wants his father to be happy. And he wants a little brother or sister to take care of.

After they leave, you put your hand on Kenshi's arm and ask him what him and Takeda were talking about. He grabs your hand and follows your voice. "Let's have a baby."

He smirks as he can feel shock, happiness, and hesitation all run through your body. "Are-are you sure?"

His hands run up your sides pulling you closer to him. Beard hair scratches against your neck as he whispers in your ear, "Yes, I am."

When you're pregnant Kenshi is a very helpful partner around the house. He helps with the dishes, laundry, vacuuming, anything you need help with. What pisses you off is when he uses his telekinesis to handle multiple chores at one time. You spend all day cleaning the house and here comes this handsome dork doing everything within forty five minutes. And he does all this with a cheeky smile, knowing you get so annoyed.

Kenshi experiences everything you do during your pregnancy. He feels your mood swings, cravings, leg cramps. He can even tell when the baby kicks and gets excited everytime. And since postpartum depression can start happening even during pregnancy, he's there to bring you back from the edge. He also knows when he needs to bring you to the hospital when the contractions start getting closer together.

After the baby is born, Kenshi is in a state of nirvana. You're relaxing in the hospital bed, Takeda and Jacqui are there holding the newborn, and he's soaking in everyone's happiness, being lost in the moment.

Kenshi missed out on this part of Takeda's life, and both of you are thankful that him and Jacqui are there to help out when they are able to.

Kung Lao - "I want a baby."

Lao looks up at you with big eyes and the widest smile you've ever seen on his face. He grabs you in a bone crushing hug and spins you around, laughing in pure happiness. He plants a big kiss on your lips and leans his forehead against yours.

You smirk at him, "So that's yes, I take it."

"I would be honored to father your children." He kisses you again and then picks you up bridal style. "Well, we better start now."

You laugh as he takes the steps two at a time to the bedroom.

When you announce you're pregnant, everyone is ecstatic for you two. Although they do have some interesting words.

"That's wonderful news," Jade says. "And also very..."

"The timing of it..." Kitana trails off her sentence.

Johnny Cage walks by and notices everyone staring at you and Lao. "What's going on?"

Lao has a big grin on his face, "We're having a baby!"

Johnny lets out a quick laugh. "That was quick!"

He wants to do his best to take care of you while you're pregnant. He gives the best back and foot massages you've ever had. If you're craving cookies in the middle of the night, he gets right up and does his best to get some for you.

However, when it comes to giving birth, he will be that dad who faints when the baby's head starts to come through. Which then takes some of the nurses away from you as they try to revive him.

I've mentioned this before, but if you have a boy his name is going to be Lao. He was adamant about the name and carrying on the line of the Great Kung Lao. You cannot change his mind.

After the baby is born, the weight of responsibility hits Lao quickly. He knew having a child wasn't going to be an easy task. He just didn't realize how much hard work goes into raising them. And he couldn't be more thankful to have you at his side.

He matures significantly and is more focused on raising your child than trying to become the best Shaolin or beating Liu Kang. After all, Liu Kang and Kitana don't have any children yet. In his eyes he already won.

Erron Black - So lets be honest. Erron in his Black Dragon days will only be your fuck buddy. He’s not committed to anything or anyone. This is the prime of his thrill riding days. So if you ask him for a baby, he’s gonna deuce out. He’s not looking for that shit, he’s looking to have fun.

Fast forward to his Outworld days. Yes, he’s 150 years young, but he’s definitely getting older. More scars, more wrinkles, and a lot of grey hair. You can tell he’s feeling it in his bones, and he’s getting to the point that thrill seeking isn’t getting to be as fun as he thought. He’s still not going to commit that easily. His parents weren’t exactly the best role models in life.

I imagine his father knocked up his mother and they just dealt with the idea that they’re having a kid now. He was abused by his dad, so when he excelled at handling guns he finally decided to shoot him. His mother was a tough woman and didn’t show any affection. She was more of a tough love kind of lady, but I suspect she slapped him around when it suited her. This is also why he’s attracted to strong and dangerous women. It’s familiar and it feels like he’ll get his mother’s stamp of approval and some type of closure. (“My Ma would’ve loved you, Cassie Cage.”)

Erron doesn’t want kids because he’s scared of that kid having the same childhood he had. He doesn’t want to be like his father and he doesn’t want anyone like his mother to bare his children. Best to forget the whole idea all together.

But then here you come along, with your irresistible smile, quick wit, and dynamic personality. And it completely threw him for a loop. How was he supposed to ignore you when you’re so damn beautiful and you can make him laugh and feel young again. He sure as hell was not gonna let some other man steal you away.

It’s still going to take time and patience for him to break down that wall he’s spent decades building before he lets you in completely. There’s going to be fights, there’s going to be him walking out to the bar to run from his feelings and his past. He’s not used to healthy relationships of any kind.

Erron does notice when you cook for him, do his laundry, and take care of him when he gets hurt. Especially one time when he had to have bed rest for a week and he was acting like a child about it. You waited on him hand and foot without even being asked to. And goddamn it if that didn’t make him love you. Once he finally breaks down his wall, it’ll still take him a couple years before even considering the idea of kids.

One day, the two of you are out on the back patio looking at the stars. Erron is strumming an acoustic guitar, humming a little song to you. You look up at him and he looks back with a slight smirk. “Erron, do you want children?”

Cue the screech sound of his hand slipping from the guitar. He freezes as he gives you an unreadable look. After a minute of silence you start to panic. You tell him it’s ok if he doesn’t want kids. You love him and you’re not going to leave if he decides against it. You just wanted to see if he was interested.

You continue to babble until he tells you to let him think on it for a while, and then he’ll give you an answer. When you agree to that he’ll continue strumming his guitar, but now he’s staring off in the distance.

The next few weeks you can feel his eyes burning a hole in your back. When you turn to look at him, he just stares at you with a heavy look.

“You all right, handsome?”

“I’m good, baby doll.”

It’s all that’s ever said.

You’re cleaning the dishes from dinner. When Erron wraps his arms around you from behind and rests his face against your neck, swaying you from side to side. He eventually turns you around and looks you deep in your eyes. His calloused hands cup your face and he leans his forehead against yours. “I love you.”

When your breath catches in your throat, he gives you the sweetest kiss you’ve ever received. In the few years you’ve been together, he’s never once said that. And that night is the most sweet and passionate he’s ever been with you, that it made you cry.

When you’re pregnant expect Erron to be super protective of you. He doesn’t want to take jobs that are far away, but that’s not always possible. So while he’s gone, Ermac and a few midwives are there for you. He gave them specific instructions to not let you pick up anything heavy, make sure you’re eating enough, and to go walking once a day. Walking is supposed to help you when it comes to pushing, and he doesn’t want you in anymore pain more than necessary. He wants his sugar taken care of.

Erron loves to hold you from behind and rub your bump. He can’t believe any of this is actually happening. This beautiful and kind woman is going to be the mother of his child. He never plans anything in his life. It’s mainly just seeing where the day takes him. But now he can’t wait to take them horseback riding, shooting a gun, and going hunting together.

When you go into labor he has no idea what the fuck to do. So he calls for the midwives and they get to work. Erron is sweating bullets the entire time. But holy shit, he is amazed by how strong you are. When he sees you give birth to his child, he tells you it’s one of the most amazing things he has ever witnessed.

Erron is used to not getting much sleep when he’s out on missions. So when the baby cries, he’ll usually get up and help out. He loves to hold and stare at them. Never once did he think this moment would be possible in his long life. Yet here he is with a good woman beside him and this little bundle of life in his hands. He’s trying to be the best dad that he can be. He’s so terrified of his child growing up and hating him. But he knows you’re a much better person than his Ma, so he relies on you a lot for what’s best for the baby.

Erron may not be a super fun dad like Kabal will be, but he teaches his kid how to defend themself. He’ll teach them everything there is to know about guns, hunting, and fighting. This is how they will bond, and your child will know they can always rely on their pops to protect them.

Kombatants and a clumsy S/O (aka: Oh shit I just dropped my sandwich on the floor)

This idea for some headkanons came from a silly chat with @gojihime99, and I just had to write something. Also I’m suffering from pretty horrendous PMT this month and occasionally, amongst the anger and annoying fits of sobbing, I become even more clumsy that normal. I’ve almost fallen down the stairs so many times in the last 2 days that I have no idea how I haven’t seriously hurt myself. This includes Erron Black, Johnny Cage (mention of Younger!Johnny but focused on Dad!Johnny), Nightwolf, Bi-Han, Kenshi (yes @malicedragoness, I finally included him for you, sorry it’s not full on filth), Kabal and Kano (again Kano is last so if you don’t like him you can ignore the end). It’s aiming for humour and fluff, with a hint of smut. Hope you like :D It’s quite long so do keep reading after the cut! Erron Black: This man has the reflexes of a magician. He’ll be relaxing with you, an arm slung around your shoulders, one hand stroking through your hair, whilst his other hand will be dancing a coin across his knuckles. You’re not complaining, talented fingers are very useful after all, but it’s unfair that he never seems to drop anything or even have to concentrate on making sure he doesn’t spill his drink when he’s carrying it, your drink, a bowl of snacks, and some napkins because it’s inevitable that you’ll spill said drink at least once. “Noooooooooo!” Erron appears in the doorway, thumbs hooked into his belt, feet crossed nonchalantly and a massive smirk on his infuriatingly sexy lips. “What you dropped this time, darlin’?” “Sandwich.” He snorts and saunters away, spurs jingling, the noise only half covering his low rumbly laughter. Sexy bloody bastard. Well the floor is clean, he knows you drop stuff occasionally (all the time) and so he takes time to mop the floor, all so you can take advantage of the 5 second rule. And he mops topless because it means you’ll get all hot and red and then your clothes will fall off and you’ll both end up fucking on the kitchen worktops. “Noooooooooo!” This time it’s Erron yelling and you running into the bedroom. There you find Erron sprawled on the bed, his smirk even smirkier. “You ok?!” “Looks like I fell on the bed. Gosh darn it.” His smirk curls into a predatory grin that sends a deep aching pulse to your core. Ugh. Stupid sexy bastard. Then ‘oh nooooo’ you’ve fallen too. And your clothes soon fall to the floor. Gosh darn it. Keep reading for more idiocy after the cut...

Johnny Cage: Younger!Johnny has no time for clumsiness and will roll his eyes whenever you trip up the stairs (how is that even a thing? Surely gravity should stop that? Stupid science). He’s a bit of a twat, let’s be honest. It’s when baby Cassie comes along that he experiences his own clumsiness for the first time. Being woken countless times a night and surviving for months on little to no sleep turns the once smoothly graceful man into a stumbling mess. It also shows him how dangerous a home can be and after he’s tripped over a dropped baby bottle seemingly 100 times in one night that he calls in his PA and has the apartment (Penthouse) baby (and sleepy Dad) proofed. Dad!Johnny is a much more understanding and kind man. “Noooooooooo!” Johnny runs into the kitchen, hair wet from the shower and sticking up in every possible direction, towel flapping, fists held in front of him, his entire body radiating green light. “You ok, baby?” You’re speechless, scared and he’s now worried. It’s after a good few minutes of him searching the kitchen, spouting off threats of serious bodily harm that you find your voice. “I’m sorry, please don’t be angry with me I didn’t mean to I’m sorry please don’t Hulk-out!” He’s puzzled at first, and kinda worried you’re unwell. that’s when he notices the green glow lighting up the kitchen. His face flushes red and he’s so damn adorable that you can’t help but pull him into your arms, and when you finally get him to tell you about the ‘glow’ you just about die with happiness. You wake him up the next morning wearing all the green clothes you own. “You ‘Hulking-out’ now, sweetheart?” “It’s my way of glowing, you know, cos I love you too.” Maybe you didn’t need to dig out that ill fitting green shirt, because he has that off you in mere seconds, and everything else you’re wearing. Neither of you leave the bedroom until you really need a sandwich. And he offers to make it this time. Nightwolf: He’s not one to comment on any clumsiness, that would be mean and the last thing he’d ever want to do is make you feel uncomfortable or ashamed of something you can’t really control. If you repeatedly drop or squish things he’ll rearrange his home to make it easier for you to move without bashing your hip into the edge of the table, repeatedly. He’ll think about why you might be clumsy, are you not paying attention, or is the table possessed by an evil demon who likes to watch you hurt yourself on it’s sharp corners? Maybe you’re overly stressed by your job? He wants to help, he wants you to be happy and besides, if your hip is sore then that might get in the way of rolling about naked together in the forest and that is not ok. “Noooooooooo!” Nightwolf runs into the kitchen in the most heroic way, hair loose and majestic, an axe tightly held ready to vanquish whatever is making you shout. He finds you pouting at a happy Kiba licking at the floor. “Are you alright, my love?” When it comes out that you’re sad because you dropped your sandwich on the kitchen floor and Kiba snaffled it in one big bite, Nightwolf is stunned. He puts down the axe and pulls you into his arms, stroking your back and trying oh so very hard not to laugh. “I’ll make you a new one, and we can go outside and watch the sunset whilst you eat it.” Nightwolf is the best. Especially when he’s butt naked and howling with pleasure into the night as you ride him, sandwich forgotten and uneaten in the picnic basket he put together. Bi-Han: The man can move as silently as smoke and as fluidly as water, so honestly, your clumsiness does annoy him. But he does admire that you don’t make a big deal (usually), that you clean up any mess, and you don’t ask him to modify his home to suit you, rather you accept you’re going to bash your hips against the edge of the table, or hit your head when you open a cabinet when looking for his secret chocolate supply (he’ll deny he has one). If you’re living together or at least spending time together out of bed, then he has actual feelings for you, so accepts your clumsiness as part of you, and wouldn’t dream of asking or trying to get you to change. He loves you as you are, clumsy dork or not, and you love him just the way he is, a big scary (sexy) assassin. “Noooooooooo!” Bi-Han saunters into the kitchen. He’s an exceptionally skilled assassin, he can tell if there is someone else is in the house, and it’s just you, and from the sound of it, you’ve dropped your sandwich. He leans against the doorframe and watches you sulk. “You’re cute when you pout.” You have to stomp over to the fridge to hide the smile that tries to erase your pout. When you find you’ve had the last of the cheese you really do pout. Bi-Han just grins that infuriating gin of his and nods towards a bag on the table. Inside is cheese, crisp salad leaves and your favourite bread from your favourite bakery, all the way over the other side of town. He knew you were running low on supplies and didn’t want you to go hungry. You reward him with a long lingering kiss and don’t even mention the blood smear staining the bag. Best not to. Plus Bi-Han has his hands under your top and you’d really rather not distract him from that. Kenshi: He would never deliberately intrude upon your thoughts without your express permission, but sometimes, especially if you’re thinking hard or are emotional about something, your thoughts project too loudly to ignore. There are also times that Kenshi feels he has to read your thoughts, for example if you’re upset or he’s genuinely worried about you. Your clumsiness confused him at first, he’d hear shrieks or thuds, you’d wince if he pressed against a bruise as his hands explored your body, and it took him breaching his own rules on telepathy and reading your mind to see what really happened. So he was relieved to find that you were not in danger, no-one was hurting you or making you anxious enough to lose focus and hurt yourself; you just lost focus on your surroundings, weren’t spatially aware of your own body or were paying attention to something else enough to walk into the wall, again. “Noooooooooo!” Kenshi strolls into the kitchen as the sandwich levitates off the ground and back onto the plate you’re holding. “My hero!” You squeak and rush to hug him. He’s a fantastic hugger so you barely need an excuse to wrap your arms around his wiry frame. The sandwich starts sliding off the plate again so Kenshi calmly hovers them both onto the table to let you hug him tighter. “Was this just a ploy to get me in your arms?” You laugh and hug him tighter. “No, but would you object if I tried it in the future? Or we can just pretend I’ve dropped my sandwich and you can still be all handsome and heroic and save me from possessed food?” His laughter is silenced by your lips pressing to his own and hands that tug at his crisply pressed shirt. His smile is too beautiful not to kiss. Kabal: Not only is he a speed demon, but he’s graceful as well. Quite how he can zip around at speeds so fast Sonic would be jealous AND manage not to knock anything over and avoid pedestrians is frankly unfair. At the start of your relationship he’ll zoom around moving things out of your way, but after you explain it feels overly protective and nannying, he stops (unless you're in serious danger). He understands your need to feel free, to grab onto any small chunks of personal freedom that you can, and admires that you can accept your ‘flaws’. He does tease you about it if you bump into something, but gently and with a smile, and he knows you can’t resist his smiles, so it’s doubly good, right? “Noooooooooo!” He’s there before you finish groaning out your frustration. “You ok?” “Dropped my sandwich.” He can’t help but laugh. “And there was me thinking it was a monster. Kinda hoped it was a monster so I could show off and slice it into pepperoni so you’d swoon and offer me anything I wanted for being your saviour.” “Oh, is that how it is?” You grin and grab a hold of his shirt, tugging him to press against you. He raises an eyebrow and grins, eyes sparkling. “You want me to get on my knees and show you how grateful I am for you rescuing me from the big bad sandwich?” It’s after you both breathlessly get to your feet having rolled around on the kitchen floor, that you notice what happened to the sandwich. Kabal jokingly offers you the bum-flattened bread. You both end up on the floor again when you tell him you’d rather eat his ass. Kano: Drop his stuff and he’ll get pissed off, drop your own and he’ll laugh. And if you drop food then he’s fully into the 5 second (or minutes/hours) rule. Food is food, and when you grow up dirt poor then a little bit of floor on your sandwich isn’t enough to throw it away. If you’re in a casual/fuck buddy thing with him then he’s not going to see you enough to witness your clumsiness, but once he develops feelings for you and wants you around, he finds pretty much everything you do cute and lovable. “Noooooooooo!” Kano barrels into the kitchen like a sexy (sexier?) crocodile Dundee, knives out, tits out, red eye glowing menacingly. He’s used to all manner of fuck off deadly shit in Australia, and in Russia you may not have ‘death on eight legs’ or Jaws waiting mouth open in a puddle, but you do get bears, wolves, and angry bastards who’ve run out of vodka. “You ok, love?” You pout and point to the floor. Your meticulously made sandwich (and you’d been thinking about it all day) lay on the floor. “Well, whilst you’re down there, love?” His grin is filthy and despite the horrendous line, you laugh. “Oh no, think it’s my turn, don’t you?” “Don’t have to ask me twice.” For a man his size he is far faster than you’d imagine, and he has his tongue inside you before you can really catch your breath. He even gives you the bigger half of the sandwich afterwards. He’s a softy really.

I've been following your blog since way back when, I almost forgot about you for a minute! XD My request: The Love Letter From Thief X Gang Sleeping HCs. Who is a nightowl/early riser, who steals the blankets, what's their favorite position to sleep in, etc. Whatever strikes you. Please and thanks! And welcome back!

Aww, thank you for all of your support over the years!! I really appreciate it, and I’m glad to be back and writing again! @panfanwithaplan

Love Letter from Thief X (LLFTX) Sleeping HCs

Takuto Hirukawa

Definitely a night owl due to his working style

Has honestly no semblance of a structured sleeping schedule at all

Really the type of guy to just go to sleep when he’s tired and wake up whenever he wakes up

When the two of you start dating though, he’s surprisingly clinging and will cuddle up to you whenever you’re in bed

Definitely the type to demand cuddles (he’ll never say it out loud, but when he starts getting pouty and whiny and asking why you aren’t in bed yet, you’ll know) and clings to you like a koala

Favorite position to sleep in is cuddling you from behind, arms wrapped around you and face tucked into the crook of your neck

Although he’ll never admit to it, he’ll probably just make up some excuse about being cold and you were just a comfortable body pillow

You know this isn’t the case since you gave him a body pillow once that he promptly threw out the window

He claimed that it got destroyed in the washing machine

And when you joke about getting him another one he’ll get all tsundere-y and come up with all sorts of absurd reasons why you shouldn’t

Even when you try to online shop for anything, for whatever curious reason whenever you try adding body pillows to your cart they just magically disappear

Isn’t a big blanket stealer cause he just clings to you and you’re all he needs

Kenshi Inagaki

The epitome of early to bed, early to rise

Probably the guy that wakes up at four in the morning, prepares a protein shake and is trying to wake you up to go jogging with him

He stopped doing this after you threatened him when he dared to wake you up from your beauty sleep

Kenshi’s just so peppy in the mornings and full of energy, so it’s rare that you’d ever wake up before him

The two of you usually sleep face to face

And he’s more than happy to offer up his arm as a pillow (cause he’s got those nice, toned biceps)

But it’s easy for him to give you lots of kisses, especially when he’s still feeling energetic at night

So sometimes, you have to sleep with your face turned away from him so you can resist the temptation of kissing him

And to avoid having to look at his puppy dog eyes

Probably doesn’t steal the blankets that much since he seems like someone that would radiate heat

Hiro Sarashina

Likes to sleep in, and will whine if you try to pull him out of bed any earlier than needs be

He’ll use all of his charms to lure you back into bed with him, and usually it works

Sometimes he’s the big spoon, sometimes you’re the big spoon

He likes to pamper you, but sometimes he doesn’t mind if you spoil him

Especially when you play with his hair and run your fingers through his locks

It’s really relaxing to him and that easily makes him fall asleep

Steals the blankets because he thinks it’s cute how you whine and reach out for them to steal them back

Sometimes you’ll reach out to try and grab the blankets back and instead you accidentally grab his hand

(He positions his hand there on purpose)

Then he’ll tease you for trying to get his attention, and I can totally see the two of you getting into tickle fights

Which usually ends with Hiro pinning you down from above as he attacks your face with kisses

Riki Yanase

Early riser, due to always needing to be at his job early in the morning

Often the one that cooks breakfast and has it waiting for you when you get up in the morning

On days when you’re trying to sleep in or avoiding getting up, he’ll come in and literally drag you out of the bed as you whine

So he tells you he’ll give you kisses if you get out of bed

He pretends that he doesn’t know that you intentionally do that just for the kisses since he thinks it’s cute how you’re trying to trick him

Tends to be the big spoon and hold you tightly from behind, he also does it because sometimes he’ll tease you by poking and touching you in different places and it’s easier for him to dodge your attempts at retaliation

If he’s drunk one night though, he turns into a big baby and wants to be coddled

He wants you to snuggle with him and play with his hair and kiss his cheeks and forehead and-

And complains if you try to even move a bit away from him

I see him stealing the blankets from you just to mess with you before he throws the blankets over you and wraps you in a cocoon, holding you tight in his arms and not letting you escape until you kiss him

Atsumu Kashiwabara

Wakes up early due to running the bar and having to get things prepared in the morning

Always super sweet, kisses your forehead before he gets out of bed

Lets you sleep in and will get you to wake up with kisses

If you still try to stay in bed after that he’ll rub his beard against your face to tickle you

He knows you hate it when he does that, so he’ll run away afterwards cause he knows you’ll start a tickle fight with him for payback

Prefers to sleep so that the two of you are face to face

I see him as someone who likes having deep conversations into the night

Hugs you close when you sleep

Definitely not a blanket stealer, he’s super caring so he’s more likely to be the one that wraps the blankets tighter around you and fusses over you in case you might be feeling chilly or cold

Tatsuro Togoshi

You’d think he’d be an early riser due to his job

But since he tends to stay up late a lot, he’s usually super sleepy in the morning

Many times you’ll be the one that wakes up early and you intentionally turn his alarm off so he can catch some extra bits of sleep while you get breakfast ready

You’ll hear him running into the kitchen as you finish setting everything out, and he’s always super appreciative of you making sure he eats in the morning and has something for lunch

Thanks you with lots and lots of cuddles, definitely someone who likes to snuggle up to you

Prefers being the big spoon since he likes having you in his arms

Probably doesn’t like to be face to face with you cause he feels shy and he thinks you’re so pretty and cute and admits that sometimes he can’t fall asleep if you’re looking at him cause he’s too nervous

Will get super embarrassed if you suddenly hug him and tell him to rest his head against your chest

Yuki Arisugawa

I see him as someone who may stay up for long periods of time due to work

Then he just absolutely crashes and is out like a rock for a long time

King of sleepy eyes that blink up at you as he’s trying to wake up

Also probably has the best sounding just-woke-up voice

Especially if it’s been a while since the two of you have spent time together, he’ll likely tug you into bed with him and force you to cuddle with him while he gets some more sleep

I can see him being a blanket stealer and forming a cocoon cause he’s sensitive to cold

It’s too cute for you to really get mad at him cause he looks like he’s a giant puffball when he’s got all the blankets wrapped around him

Likes going to sleep with his head resting against your chest/shoulder, especially when you run your fingers through his hair

He’s very blunt and will comment on if you smell good (especially after you’ve just taken a shower) or that you feel super soft and nice to rest his head against

Hyosuke Kujo

Likes to wake up earlier than you so he can mess with you

He’ll start attacking you with tickles to get you to wake up

Or he’ll wake up and just keep poking your nose or cheeks to wake you up

Gets jealous easily, so if you did something that day that made him upset he’ll sleep face turned away from you cause he’s being stubborn

Will also at that point steal all the blankets to be a brat

When you fall asleep though, he makes sure you’re still asleep before he turns back around and cuddles up next to you

But you know exactly what he’s doing since you’ve woken up in the middle of the night to him wrapped around your arm

You pretend that you don’t know though since you think it’s adorable and he always makes up for it in the morning with apologies and lots of kisses to say sorry

Taiga Kujo

Night owl, definitely dedicated to his work since he’ll stay up late perusing scientific journals or any new research that he’s interested in

But since he’s a doctor, he’s often waking up early in the mornings

You’re definitely on top of things and you know exactly when it looks like he’s starting to get worn out

And at that point you threaten to literally sit on top of him so he’ll stay in bed and rest

Likes to hear you sing, so he’ll ask you to hum a lullaby to help him fall asleep

It’s a bit embarrassing, but you do so since he’s worked hard every day and deserves to get rest

Likes to have you in his arms so prefers to be the big spoon, arms wrapped around your waist as the two of you are face to face

Gives you the blankets cause he worries about you, and one day you wake up with a small mountain of blankets on top of you

*** I present my secret Santa gift for @testyourheart-mk! I can’t draw very well but I enjoy both that and writing so you get both. :)  I don't know if your favorite characters are Kenshi and Ermac because you ship Kenmac...but here's some Kenmac anyway. I think this ship doesn't get enough love which is unfortunate because MORTAL KOMBAT DEADLY ALLIANCE happened. Plus my sons Ermac deserve to be happy. The fanfic is below the Keep reading break. Enjoy!

Three years ago, if you were to tell Ermac that he'd one day be in Japan, standing in the house of Takahashi Kenshi, he'd give you a look of disgust and potentially kill you. Killing was his thing anyway. Three years ago, Kenshi was merely the father of one of those troublesome kids who'd come to Outworld and stirred up trouble. He was just a fellow telekinetic, whose sword he would have loved to suck the souls from. Three years ago, he didn't like him in any regard.

And yet there he was, three years later, walking down Kenshi's hallway. Ermac was clad in one of the Swordsman's Maroon kimonos which was slightly too large for his thinner body. He'd slept in that very Swordsman's guest room, and now he was headed for the kitchen of that man. What a strange, unusually peaceful time this was the construct thought.

"We are with you, sightless one." He said, entering the kitchen to find Kenshi pouring Genmaicha into a cup and spilling some onto the table.

Kenshi looked up in the general direction of the voice and smiled. He put down the pot of tea and gestured for the construct to come closer. "Good morning Ermac. Won't you all sit down?"

"Sento guides you yet but you do not currently wield it. Curious."

"I don't need Sento right now. I've memorized my own home well enough to go about it with little to no guidance. Now have some breakfast."

"We do not have a need for sustenance as other lifeforms do."

"But you can eat, can’t you? Whether you need it or not I imagine Shao Kahn decided to give you guys the anatomy most beings have."

"Unlikely but we're willing to try. We thank you, sightless one."

"You can stop with the formalities and strange title. My name is Kenshi and you needn't speak to me like that when we're in my home under casual circumstances, in sleepwear, and eating breakfast. Indulge yourself and relax...you can do that now."

Right. Ermac can do that now. Kenshi, through methods Ermac himself didn't fully understand, had freed him. In a figurative sense Kenshi reached into Ermac's being and dispelled Shao Kahn's soul from him. No longer did his opponents face 10,000 souls, but 9,999. But that didn't sound so bad. He was still many, and his opponents would surely be outnumbered. No army had greater numbers than Ermac.

Except perhaps D'vorah's bitch ass with that stupid fucking hive of hers. How many larvae strong was that creature again? Ermac had digressed now, something he didn't do before he had free will. He'd steer his thoughts back to his current situation and quit worrying about the petty things in life. Ermac didn’t need all 10,000 souls to be unstoppable. Ermac would decimate that insectan whore even if her hive contained millions, and that's not who he needed to worry about right now anyway; he was with Kenshi right now.

"Why is that Kenshi?" the fusion of souls asked after a long pause.

"Why is what?"

"Why have you freed us from Shao Kahn's grasp? What is it to you if we have free will or not?"

The question threw off Kenshi for moment. Not because of the nature of the question, but because of the timing. If Ermac had asked that question three years ago it would make sense, but now? Why was he only just now wondering why Kenshi helped him out? "It was unfair that you all were programmed to serve Outworld's ruler. It was a horrible fate to be damned to, one you never chose."

"We needn't chose it. We were created with that very purpose in mind so there was no need for free will. We were not created to be friends for the Kahn, or children who would one day choose their own destinies...but his army."

"As true as that is I don't like the idea. Ever since I heard about you at the last tournament I thought that it was unfair. All these souls condemned to be a tyrant's little pet? That sounds ridiculous. Now allow me to show you a more positive example of a fusion of souls.”

Kenshi stood to leave the kitchen, abandoning a portion of his breakfast. When he gestured for Ermac to follow he stood from his own breakfast and made his way around the table.

Despite having mentally mapped out his house, Kenshi was not without error. As he was turning a corner he misjudged just how close to the doorframe he was, and ran into it with a thud. It was moments like this that made Ermac’s heart lurch

"We will guide you sightl-Kenshi."            

"Thank you Ermac."

"You're welcome."

"Sento is a good instance of souls fighting as one for a common purpose. Sento contains the souls of my warrior ancestors, many of them, and they guide me while I'm in battle; they are my eyes...willingly. They do it out of love and concern for my wellbeing," They just entered Kenshi’s bedroom. Something about being in that space made Ermac feel strange. Happy, but strange. Being allowed into the swordsman personal space, and seeing how his personality manifested itself in the decorations and colors adorning his room was endearing. And endearment was a feeling Ermac only recently began experiencing, so it was still mildly unsettling to have his heart swell with the emotion.

Amid his thoughts Ermac wasn’t paying attention Kenshi, who had gone to his closet where he kept Sento in a glamourous case. Ermac also didn’t notice Kenshi approaching him with the sword until Kenshi was holding it out to him, gesturing to Sento with his free hand.

"That is why you should serve whoever rules Outworld: because you want to. Those in Sento decided who they want to be. So, tell me Ermac, who do your souls want to be?"

What sort of question was that? Ermac wasn’t even sure how to begin answering it. "We..."

"Look in the mirror. Tell me, what do you see?"

The amalgam of spirits did just that, and turned to face the large mirror on Kenshi’s wall. Why he needed any mirrors in his house, Ermac wasn’t certain. Because of the well-crafted, antique looking frame surrounding it, Ermac guessed that it was either a family heirloom or a decoration.

"We see ourselves and you."

"In a literal sense that may be so, but that's not what I meant. Think of it more figuratively. Reflect on yourselves, and use the imagination that you now have."

"We are a vessel for an army, bound by magic," Ermac answered, mildly annoyed. What the fuck did he want from us? He wondered. In the mirror he saw himself and Kenshi standing behind him. What more did he need to say? "What do you see when you peer into the reflective surface?"

"At least you've built some character and learned sarcasm. But since you asked," Kenshi faced the mirror, despite not being able to actually see it. That alone confused Ermac. But what made Ermac flinch in surprise was the weight of Kenshi's head resting on his shoulder and the sensation of strong arms wrapping around his waist. What came next perplexed Ermac.

"I see my future."

“What?” Was all he could say, because shit…Ermac had really been thrown off by the answer. There were multiple ways it could have interpreted, but the way Ermac was leaning towards had his heartrate increasing.

Ermac was not accustomed to such feelings. In fact, he'd never felt them until he and Kenshi began spending more time together. So what would any logical being guess? Takahashi must have been doing something to the construct! I was believable enough considering the guy was able to remove one of his souls. Perhaps he could also implant things in him? Like nonsensical emotional states he knew Ermac would struggle to process.

He wasn't certain what it was, but Kenshi is the only being who has ever evoked it in him. Just one touch and then it happened. Every. Single. Time.

"Do you understand, Ermac?"

"We're not certain if we've correctly deciphered your words, but we are able to give a better answer to your previous question; what we see in the mirror is...ideal."

"That is a better answer. And why is it ideal?"

"We enjoy ourselves around you, Takahashi Kenshi. It must be magic, the way we melt into your touches. The euphoria of hearing your voice calling our name, and the way your very presence frees us from any anger or sadness that previously plagued us. Because this experience is so foreign and uncharacteristic for us, we once tried to distance ourselves. In the beginning we were frightened of the emotions you aroused in us and so we wanted to run away from them; but when we tried to leave it all behind we only yearned for it more and more."

Kenshi’s immediate response was a chuckle. Ermac’s ignorance of emotions was comical and even cute to an extent. "You guys are a delight. I haven't cursed you with anything; if I had to take a guess, what your feeling is adoration. Unless you consider that a form of magic you have not been cursed."

"We know of adoration, but do not quite know what adoration is. We are learning emotions yet."

"Why don't you describe how you feel about me and I can let you know if it's adoration or not."

Fortunately for Kenshi, Ermac had not been autonomous long enough to understand bashfulness. Hell he probably didn't know the meaning of the word embarrassment yet. In the three years that Ermac had been free, he still choose to serve Kotal Kahn because he enjoyed it. He was still mercilessly killing his enemies, still growing accustomed to making friends and engaging in recreational activities. Kenshi wouldn’t trivialize how hard Ermac had worked to make the progress that he had, but he was also a realist and knew that he was still the same in many ways.

So when it came to admitting things that most individuals would shy away from due to coyness, Ermac didn't find the act embarrassing in anyway. His mind didn't process it in such a way.

"We are content in situations like this, when we can stand with you and share affectionate moments. How you've managed to beguile us so perplexes us yet, but we are confident in what it has caused us to desire. What we desire, is to call you ours and we want to be yours. It is our will to be held in your arms till the end of time."

Ermac looked into the mirror once more, and the biggest smile to ever grace his face formed at the sight. Kenshi nuzzled the back of Ermac’s neck, occasionally planting a kiss on his neck and shoulders. His arms were still wrapped around the construct’s narrow waist. It looked as though their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, and it sure as hell felt like it too.

“Sounds like adoration to me.”

"We could die and be reborn a million times over, and in every single lifetime there would be only one individual who could complete us. That is you, Takahashi Kenshi."

"Then I'll surrender to your will. I'm yours and you all are mine."

“Till the end of time?”

“Every day, as long as the hands of time turn.”

“You must vow it.”

“I promise you, Ermac, I promise all 9,999 of you. I’ve realized that I need every last one of you sharing this realm beside me, sharing this lifetime beside me.”

Ermac was still smiling. That was the best, and he meant the best answer he could have ever expected from the man. How thrilling it was, to know that Kenshi also wanted this and Ermac’s souls cheered for it! Cheered for the days Ermac would wake up next to Kenshi’s gorgeous face. Cheered for the moments Kenshi’s lips touched his own, and the times Kenshi would hold him in a warm embrace. They would wake up together, navigate the realms together, fight together, die together, exist together.

And Kenshi would love him for him.

I'm sooo glad I got someone who wanted a gift involving my sons Ermac and his husband Kenshi!

***This story combines elements of Mortal Kombat Deadly Alliance/ Mortal Kombat Deception and Mortal Kombat X, but it takes place about three years after the events of MKX. The MKDA/MKD part comes in because it was during the events of MKDA that Kenshi freed Ermac from Shao Kahn's influence out of compassion. In MKD Ermac states this in his biography. Sure that was in the old timeline, but I'm bringing that part into the new timeline because I can. 

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