#(Wukong breaking out into tears) what the FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[cloud-somersault]

anyway, what i've been doing to make myself feel better is imagining the epilogue from Wukong's perspective. like thinking about what he's thinking/feeling as each chapter happens

And I just know that this fool is giddy af whenever Macaque visits. He wakes up each morning and thinks "I hope! Macaque visits me today! 🥰😋🤭🥰😊😋😊" and then is slightly upset when Macaque doesn't visit him that day. And he goes to sleep hoping Macaque will visit him tomorrow. And the cycle repeats.

And I know this fool, every time Macaque visits for one of their walks, is SO HAPPY during the walk and then afterward, when Macaque leaves he is sad....for about ten minutes and then he's "Macaque!!!!!!! visited me today!!!" and then he goes and checks on his subjects and everyone gathers around him and is like

"Lao Sun, why are you so happy?"

And Wukong's dumbass is like, "Oh 🥰🥰🤭🥰😋😊😋😊😊I dunno!!" But he doesn't stop smiling. And he goes to bed super happy, tail wagging nonstop, all because Macaque visited him that day.

And whenever they decided to remove their illusions?? Wukong was OVER THE MOON (hahaha) because Macaque is fucking gorgeous and Wukong is so in love. Please, imagine every time Macaque is talking about something or he laughs or he lets Wukong hold his hand. Wukong is OVERFLOWING with joy and excitement, his heart is pounding, he's blushing, he's so so so happy. And then he goes to bed that night thinking about how pretty Macaque is.

And sometimes he wishes, wishes, wishes that Macaque would visit him more. He goes like three days without a visit and he's so UPSET he's like "UGHH!!! Why can't i just fly over and see him!!" but then they wouldn't be able to go on a walk and it's not what they agreed on and he can't just show up at Macaque's place uninvited so!!! UGHH!!! HE'S SO UPSET!!

Seeing MK makes him feel better, though. When Wukong feels like he's in these sad bouts of loneliness, he'll go hang out with MK and friends or go bother Nezha. And get! Some lovely energy and dopamine from that.

But I don't know, I know this fool is just...in bed. On the days Macaque visits, Wukong lays in bed, right. And he just goes over in his mind what they talked about. And he remembers every word Macaque says. And he just happily recalls their entire walk and he's so happy to even be able to talk to Macaque amicably again. He gets super emotional... He wants to see Macaque!! 😫😫😫😩😩😩

[lint-beetle4]

Wukong and macaque doing edging trans male reader until they are crying and begging for release.

I MEAN WHAT?!?? WHO SAID THAT?!?!!?

Tightropes And What-Not (ShadowPeach X trans male! reader) Smut

I hope you know I've been gnawing my bone waiting for to write this

Smut below!

"Mng--!"

You couldn't feel your body. You couldn't feel your limbs as they were pulled behind you.

No, all that was left of you was pleasure, striking your core as you trembled against the chest of Sun Wukong, feeling his cock and another in your holes, both of them thrusting in a rhythm that meant you couldn't get a break.

"Ah--Hah--"

It was torture for you, the way they knew how your body worked to the point where they could tell when you got close. You clenched your eyes shut, feeling your body tense as a husky voice whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

"Ah, ah, ah. You can't come just yet."

Macaque held the reins in your torture, Wukong too concentrated in making your squirm to properly hold back. The two stopped, dicks still twitching inside of you as Wukong held your hips in place with a grin.

"You heard the man." Wukong's voice was light, controlled, but the undertones of his maliciousness rang through. "You have to calm down first."

You groaned, your body slumping as Macaque held in with a cooing voice.

"Don't be like that sugarplum." The dark monkey's voice could lull you in any other situation, but rage and frustration burned through you like a gas fire. "You're doing so good already, just like a good husband would."

Wukong nodded, a single hand cupping your cheek causing you to lean into the comfort. "You're being such a good boy for us! Look at how well you're taking us!"

You couldn't speak, moans and slight mumbled making their ways out of your voice as you felt the disappointing sensation of your core loosening, still on edge yet so far from breaking.

Thus, the torture began again, only they kept on getting faster. You started to feel yourself getting close before you could even notice, your body aching as Macaque and Wukong held you closely. You whimper, tucking your head into Macaque's chest as he slammed into your pussy, wet noises bouncing off the room.

Macaque chuckled, his voice rumbling through you as your core tightened, your arms scrambling for purchase on Macaque's fur. You felt Macaque slowly down, and you groaned again, tears pricking at your face as squirm against him, feeling Wukong rub your back.

You whimper again, trying to force your hips to move against them. You could hardly control yourself anymore, and tears ran down your face as you babbled against Macaque.

"Fuck--fuck-- please--" You sobbed heavily, feeling hands stroke your hair and someone nuzzle against you. "Gods--I just need--I need to cum--please--Oh gods--"

You heard Macaque and Wukong shushing you both of them pressing gentle kisses onto your overstimulated skin. You shuddered, sniffing at the simply held you, cocks still deep inside of your holes.

"Peach blossom, do you need us to st--"

"No." You growled at Wukong's suggestion. "Fuck--I need to cum--just please! I need you to fuck me until there's nothing left--Fuck!"

Macaque huffed with a smile, purring gently as he began to movement slowly, Wukong following.

"Alright then," Macaque suddenly bottomed out, hitting something deep within you as you yelped with a moan. "We'll let you go out with a bang; how about that?"

Before you could answer, Wukong and Macaque suddenly began their usual rhythm, hitting sensitive areas deep within you as you grit your teeth, hearing your muffled groans. Macaque's hands gripped at you face, sticking his fingers in until your mouth was forced open.

"Don't hide those noises from me, I want to hear your scream when you cum like the little dog you are."

You moan and whimper beneath the two, both of theirs bodies pressed against yours as their breaths tickle your neck. You gasp, feeling teeth nipping against your neck as Macaque pressed you into a heated kiss, your sounds muffled against his mouth as you writhed against the two.

"Fuck--I'm--"

"Go on," Wukong cooed, licking at neck, biting into your jaw line. "Cum for us, precious."

You squeezed against the two, feeling their cocks load you with their cum as you moan loudly against them. You groaned, your head buried into the crook of Macaque's neck as you wrap your arms tightly around him. They pump into you--once, twice--before slowly sliding out of you, liquid dripping onto the ground as Macaque carried your limp body, still twitching and trembled against him.

You pant heavily, wheezing as the two embrace you, nuzzling you while peppering you with kisses. You felt Macaque's shadows clean you, an apologetic kiss as your hips jerked when they touched your oversensitive parts.

"Good boy," Macaque whispered to you, your eyes still closed as your body slowly caught up.

Wukong purred against you, gently cleaning the sweat and various liquids that lined your skin before putting you into some soft clothes. "Look at you, always being so good for us."

[anishenanigans]

When Monkie Kid said you can't change what you were in the past, but it's never too late to change now. and when it said you have to learn to make peace with the parts of yourself that scare you. and when it said only you get to decide who you are. and only you can decide what you will become. and when it said you should never give up on life, because even though it will all come to an end, because even though it hurts so badly, it will only get better if you live to see it happen, and there is so much left for you to experience. and when it said that no matter how helpless you feel you are not doomed to die like this and you do not have to feel like this forever. and when it said changing for the better is scary but you don't ever have to do it alone. and when it said it's all going to be okay in the end.

Idk. Something about this show. It's got me in a chokehold.

In a similar vein, there was so much love and emotional catharsis in Season 5. Hugging and holding hands without reservation. The genuine concern the others express for MK's wellbeing, the support they offer in their own unique ways. MK working on accepting the things he's repressed the most (after 4 seasons of bottling it all up). The sincerity with which even Red Son talks about love. The blatant "I love you" from Pigsy. The "I don't want to lose you" from Wukong. The multiple instances of characters breaking down and taking a moment to truly cry, to let it all out. All the things left unsaid but so clearly felt. The promises of togetherness, no matter what happens. They've all come so far.

Yeah, season 5 made me fucking sob. I'm not much of a crier and I've never actually been brought to tears by a piece of fiction before, but here we are. There's a first time for everything, I guess.

This season wasn't at all what I expected. I'm not sure it was what anyone expected. But it was delightful. And it hit hard. And it did what it set out to do, even if things didn't quite happen the way they were supposed to.

It really wasn't that long ago that the theme was presumed dead in the water. And now... we're five seasons in. Not many Lego themes, or animated series, can claim that milestone.

We are watching what is arguably Lego's most ambitious and unique story unfold, despite how badly it's been screwed over time after time. Despite the fact that nobody thought it would make it this far. Despite the fact that everything the show is doing goes against what's expected from the hand it was dealt.

Is that poetic? Maybe.

Overall, Season 5 has quickly gained a special place in my heart. Especially after a few hours of letting it marinate in my brain. Man I love this show. Is it a silly Lego cartoon? Yes. Is it also genuinely poignant and beautiful and made with so much passion? Also yes.

And this concludes my thoughts for now. I'm so glad we had another incredible season, and I can't wait to see where it goes from here.

[pamgkrthwrites]

Hi! I'm curious about LMK yanderes x reader in a scenario where they have kids, but like after some time passed kids are teenagers and start to date, especially daughters, what would be daddy's reactions? Would reader be able to stop them from making the potential boyfriend dissapear? :3

Wukong, Macaque, Nezha, Red Son, Mk

This took me two days and one church service to finish. My head hurts from the amount of Pepsi I've had.

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Warning, the following content has disturbing/triggering themes such as; Yandere Themes, Unhealthy/Abusive Relationships, Mentions of past Forced Pregnancy, Stalking, Bodily Harm(Breaking legs), Kidnapping, Burning/Arson, Murder, Mentions the Dugger Family(from 19 Kids and Counting/Counting On), and others. I do not support or encourage these themes or actions, they are merely written fictional events for entertainment. The character(s) depicted within this post are over the age of 20.

Wukong

As I've alluded to this in past posts, Wukong only has children with you so he can have control over you.

But once one of your children starts having a romantic interest?

There's something that snaps inside of him.

He suddenly becomes extremely overprotective of your children, growls are their partners and will tell the love interest he doesn't approve of them dating his baby princess/prince.

If you are able to stop him following after your child while they are on their date, he will be grumbling while you rub his head.

Macaque

Similar to Wukong, something will snap deep inside of him.

"Your- Your boy/girlfriend?"

Will stalk your child on their date, will stalk the romantic interest back to their him, will learn everything about them.

If he finds out that the partner does anything, even something small like not washing their hands after going to the bathroom, he will tell your child they aren't allowed to date them.

It is extremely hard to get his permission to date any of his children.

MK

It will fly over his head when he first learns of it and does the slowest double-take.

Will be like days later when he's shopping as his smile just drops from his face as he goes "Wait hold on-"

Rushes home(after paying of course), barging into the house with tears in his eyes "MY BABY IS DATING?!"

Is actually rather supportive, just makes sure his baby isn't going to get hurt.

OH AND IF THEY EVER BREAK UP THEN THE EX WILL HAVE BROKEN LEGS.

Red Son

Tries his fucking best to keep himself sane.

One the outside, he seems rather cold about the situation. In reality, he has a burning rage regarding.

Better pray for whoever is dating your child cause the moment he even heard his child being upset about something the other did, it's death.

They will go missing, they will be burnt alive, and their teeth will be removed from their body.

"Sorrows sorrows prayers."

Nezha

I don't think Nezha will ever be ready for any of their children to have a romantic life. Emotionally, anyway.

I think Nezha would have a rule where their children aren't allowed to date until their coming-of-age ceremonies(Apparently it's called The Guan Li for men and Ji Li for women and from what I can tell the ages are between 15-20).

Are you aware of the Dugger family? If you are, you might be aware that the father has a quiz the would-be sons-in-law have to do before they can date his daughters. I feel as if Nezha would do this too. However, if there is even one answer he doesn't like then it's a no.

Nezha will insist on sitting through all the dates to make sure their little lotus is safe and happy.

Unlike the others on this list though, if the child expresses to Nezha that they really do like the person and want to date them, Nezha is going to let go and let them date. They watch from afar and make sure their child is safe, but they will let their Lotus bloom.

[lmk-headcannons]

MORE MK AND HUAMIN RAAAAAAAAHHHHH

THIS IS AN OLD FIC I WROTE OVER A YEAR AGO BUT I DON’T CARE!!! I AM CHUCKING IT AT YALL ANYWAY

HURT/COMFORT AHEAD!! SPOILERS FOR S4!!

The beach was lovely at night. There were beautiful, twinkling stars in the night sky, accompanied by the shining moon, casting a pretty glare on the ocean. But, even this lovely place could not heal the aching heart sitting on the sand.

Sitting on the shore of the beach, Huamin sighed to himself. His heart still ached, but it wasn’t for himself. It was for his beloved Xiaotian, and what he may face in the future. He knew MK’s mental state was still declining, he knew MK wouldn’t be able to take all of the pressure and trauma anymore, and yet all he could do was hold him and comfort him. Huamin couldn’t do anything to help MK but just be there for him, and it was killing him. He didn’t want MK to kill himself in the process of saving the world. He wanted to steal MK away to somewhere unknown and keep him safe, but that would be selfish and cruel to MK. Huamin gripped his chest tightly, gripping where his heart was, and let out a sob. He didn’t want MK to suffer.

Speaking of, MK went looking for Huamin as he had disappeared from the party. Growing worried, MK told Wukong and Pigsy that he was going to look for him. Pushing past some leaves and branches, MK reached the beach, spotting his lover. When he went to excitedly greet him, he stopped himself. Why was Huamin shaking? And… why was he crying? MK quickly but quietly sat next to him, his heart filled with worry.

“Min-Min?” Huamin jumped, snapping his head in the direction of his pet name. MK, the man he was crying over, the one he fell so hard for, was sitting next to him with a worried expression. Huamin looked at him with wide eyes, not expecting him to show up.

“Wh-Why are you h-here…?” Huamin choked out finally, his tail wrapping around himself. MK looked at him, confusion mixing with worry.

“Why are you crying?” MK countered, reaching out to him, taking Huamin’s cheek into his hand. He croaked out a soft purr, the frown still plastered on his face.

“It’s nothing,” He said, MK didn’t seem pleased with that answer so he took Huamin into his arms, startling the toque macaque.

“It’s clearly something, babe,” MK stated, “You’re all the way out here without anyone, crying and shaking like a leaf. Really, what’s wrong?”

Huamin stuffed his face into the crook of MK’s neck, breathing shakily. ‘He’s gonna think you’re stupid’, he thought to himself, but he took a shaky breath… and let it out.

“I-I’m so worried about you, MK. I’m so scared that one day you’re gonna finally snap and break in two from all the stress and pain everything has brought you. I’m scared that you’ll come home in a bodybag one day, and I can’t do anything about it. I can’t help you other that hold you, and that’s not enough. I-I know it’s dumb to be sad about this but-“

“It’s not dumb.”

Huamin’s ears twitched in response to MK’s lowered voice, his brow furrowing.

“Huh?”

“I said,” MK pulled him off and looked him in the eye, “it’s not dumb. You have every right to be worried. Your feelings are valid, Min.”

He took a deep breath, then continued, “I gotta be honest, I’m worried about all that, too. I mean, I was never the strongest mentally to begin with, and Mei can vouch! I am scared of dying while fighting, too. Dying is a scary concept, and dying by celestial god doesn’t seem too pleasant.

Either way, I want you to know your feelings are valid, but you can’t worry about me all the time. You’ll drive yourself insane doing that. I can’t allow you to do that to yourself. And about you not doing enough? Fuck that, you do plenty! You take care of me, you take care of my friends… I couldn’t have asked for a better boyfriend.”

Huamin sat there, staring at him, his face blushing ever so slightly. He really meant all that? Given his face at that moment, smiling and totally calm, he definitely did. Huamin chuckled, wiping his tears away.

“You really know how to make someone feel better, Xiaotian,” Huamin smiled back at him, “I love you so much.”

MK’s face erupted into a very deep red color, and he nervously chuckled. “I-I love you too!”

Under the brightly shining moon, the two lovers shared a tender kiss as the stars twinkled, a pleasant end to the night.

[starlesswritings]

unfinished orv fic #2

it's really not the second but who's counting?

Joonghyuk had no idea if he was going to murder Kim Dokja or if he's going to murder him.

Ah, peace was never an option.

"Give me my phone back!" Dokja squeaked, limbs flailing as he tried to reach the phone that was in Joonghyuk's hand, far enough Kim Dokja could not reach.

"No."

Dokja's eyes got teary. "You don't understand! I need that!"

"You're just going to fawn over that fictional character like always," Joonghyuk snarled as he shoved his large hand in Dokja's face, effectively keeping him away in this fashion.

"The Secretive Plotter is amazing! He's so cool, and a lot better than you," Dokja yelled, furiously clawing in the air, hands and arms not long enough to get his mobile device. "Far more attractive."

Joonghyuk deadpanned, "He's just a blob of text on your screen." Was he really that unattractive? Everyone else seemed to think Joonghyuk was anything but ugly, however Dokja often said the opposite. It was ridiculous, that this one person was capable of burrowing underneath his skin in such an annoying manner. "Just words, nothing more."

Dokja looked offended. "He's more than just words, Joonghyuk! You wouldn't understand! He's a character! He's like a real person! You couldn't know. You don't love stories!"

It was true, Joonghyuk wasn't one for reading much. He found it too tiring and time consuming, which was hypocritical since he liked to game and that could easily take hours. "The Secretive Plotter sounds like an actual asshole," he muttered.

"You take that back!"

"You're not getting your phone back today. This is confiscated until further notice."

"You're not my parent nor the boss of me, give it!"

Joonghyuk stared sadly at the little child trying to crawl up his legs and arm, not amused in the slightest. "I might as well be, you fool," he seethed, keeping Kim Dokja at bay. "You have a smartphone addiction, which is unhealthy at your age. Go outside and breathe fresh air."

Kim Dokja screamed as if the words had literally burned him. "You... you suck!"

Yoo Joonghyuk was not paid enough to watch over this brat. "You tire me."

"I want my phone!"

"No."

Kim Dokja's eyes welled up with angry tears. Without saying another word, he stalked out of the living room into his bedroom, slamming the door shut. Had he been Joonghyuk's actual child, or sibling, he might have whacked him on the butt with a spatula or something similar, but Dokja was right. He was not his parent, and therefore, he simply sighed, setting the phone onto a high place where Dokja could not reach.

This hadn't been what he wanted.

The house phone rang, and he angrily picked up with a harsh, "What the fuck do you want?"

A calm voice over the phone sounded a bit scalded, and he nearly whacked himself on the head. "Is... is now a bad time to call?"

"Yes. I mean, no, not at all, Uriel. What do you need?"

"I just wanted to ask if you felt like coming out to lunch, but I guess that's out of the question —"

Joonghyuk would have normally said no, that he didn't want to go, that he should stay home with the little kid (brat), but he was tired. He just wanted a break. Still, he couldn't leave Kim Dokja. "Give me a few minutes."

"It was about time that you took that thing away, he's going to be blind before he's thirty if he keeps going like that," an acquaintance muttered.

"Michael!" Uriel cried, smacking him on the shoulder. "Little Dokja simply wants to be like other kids." Turning to Joonghyuk, she added, "Did you really have to take it away and ground him like that?"

"He's not grounded, I just took it because he was being..." Joonghyuk held his tongue before he said something he would regret later. Uriel might have looked innocent and unassuming, but that woman was terrifying. And, for reasons he didn't really understand, she seemed to adore Kim Dokja.

Sun Wukong laughed while Uriel looked ready to pommel the dark haired man into the ground. "Maknae is being difficult, eh? Well, he is at that age, you know. Children only think about two things."

"Relationships?" Uriel asked.

"Murder," Michael muttered, to which Gabriel smacked him on the head.

"Homicide?" The ABFD asked (no one could remember his name, not even ABFD himself, and he had gotten stuck with this stupid set of letters).

"How is that any different?!" Gabriel exclaimed.

Sun Wukong laughed nervously, tearing a hand through his golden hair. "I was going to say rebellion and getting older, but I suppose that all your suggestions do have merit."

Joonghyuk slammed his head into the table, not caring that he was getting looks. "I fucking hate kids."

Uriel gasped. "You love Yoo Mia, don't you?"

"She's my sister. I'm legally required to care for her. Kim Dokja, on the other hand, that stupid squid looking rude ass motherfucker," Joonghyuk snarled, but a new voice interrupted before he could finish what he had been planning to say.

"Kim Dokja is... what, exactly?"

The blood in Yoo Joonghyuk's body froze ice cold. The other adults at the table looked surprised, but Sun Wukong smiled broadly.

"Persephone! I knew you'd come."

He did? Joonghyuk would have to beat the crap out of that blond bastard later.

"Where is he? I thought I left him in your care, Yoo Joonghyuk."

He was going to die. He needed to bury himself out of this situation. He could dig up the ground with his spoon and make his way into the wild, never to be seen or heard from again. "About that..."

"Han Sooyoung is watching him, I don't really see what the problem is," Michael singsongs, looking every bit like a man Joonghyuk wanted to punch directly in the face. Uriel cast a worried glance for Joonghyuk as Persephone stiffened.

"Is this the sort of thing I pay you for?" she asked sweetly, tone barely masking the power and quite possible rage behind her voice.

He was screwed. Not even dying would save him now. "Uh..."

"Fortunately, I actually like Han Sooyoung a bit, so your life is not yet forfeit," Persephone went on seamlessly, and Yoo Joonghyuk resisted the urge to glare at her without restraint. She was playing with him, and he did not like it one bit. "But tell me, what has my adopted son done now?"

"He's being difficult."

Michael added, "He's just fawning over that dumb main character in his favorite novel."

Persephone's eyes glittered. "Ah, Ways To Survive in a Ruined World?"

Joonghyuk's eyes snapped to her, observing her with a strange look that was hard to describe. "You've read it?"

"Han Sooyoung has told me a bit about it. What's wrong with the novel? Don't you like it?"

There was something in her tone that made him feel uncomfortable. What was Han Sooyoung doing talking about Dokja's favorite novel with his adopted mom? "I haven't read it, nor do I feel like ever reading such garbage." He turned to look away. "It's rotting that pitiful child's brain."

Persephone laughed. "Oh, what I'd give for my husband to see the blindfold over your eyes right about now!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Joonghyuk asked, eyes narrowing dangerously.

She let out a tight giggle. "Maybe you should read the novel and see, Yoo Joonghyuk."

Uriel seemed to know what she was talking about. Blood spurted from her nose, and Gabriel shrieked in distress. Michael whined over the fact that their table was getting stares for everyone being so weird. ABFD sent a manic death glare towards the onlookers, and had Joonghyuk been less confused, he probably would have done the same.

"I don't like reading," he deadpanned.

Persephone simply smiled. It was very unsettling. "Oh, who knows? You might end up really understanding this story, though?"

He had a headache. He did not want to deal with this shit right now. "What do you mean by that?"

"It means, that you should read the novel!" Sun Wukong barked loudly, laughing like a dying eel.

Yoo Joonghyuk did not want to read the stupid novel. However, he would have been a liar if he did not admit that Persephone had piqued his curiosity. There was clearly something about the novel that was worth looking into — particularly Yoo Joonghyuk. Something was calling to him from beyond his mortal plane of understanding.

"I'm not reading it," he announced, rising from the table as he donned his jacket and rose to leave.

Uriel giggled. "See you later, Joonghyuk!"

Ways to Survive in a Ruined World.

Joonghyuk stared at his phone as if it would bite him at any second. What a dumb title. What a dumb story. The Secret Plotter hadn't even been introduced for more than one chapter, and Joonghyuk already wanted to punch him in his supposedly good looking face.

Truly, the character was quite punchable. Infuriating. Joonghyuk was now slightly concerned about Kim Dokja's taste in characters he favored. Surely this scumbag was too much like a thug or a punk for Kim Dokja to enjoy reading about him?

Apparently not. The Secret Plotter had been Dokja's favorite character for the past year. Solid.

He could only handle reading ten chapters in one sitting before deciding that was definitely enough for the week.

[six-earedshadowmonkey]

Warning: Pain Incoming

You all are going to hate me for this pic, but it was burning in my brain and I needed to get it out. This is a picture and a ficlet depicting Macaque’s death. Posting under a break because of gore. If you don't want to see blood, look away. You have been warned. (Click Keep Reading to see the complete image.)

Eternity

The fight had been long and hard. Monkey King was exhausted. He and this imposter had battled across three realms in their determination to prove their identity. Of course, they both knew who was the REAL Sun Wukong, but who this stranger impersonating him was, even he had no clue.

None born of Heaven nor Earth could tell them apart, and the resident kings of the underworld dared not speak the imposter's name.

The Great Sage was sick of these games by the time they reached the home of Buddha. He was tired, angry - no, FURIOUS! He wanted answers and he wanted them now! And he knew of only one other person who could give them to him!

Still - Standing before Buddha with his visual double, nothing could have prepared him for the name spoken when his opponent's identity was revealed.

The Six-Eared Macaque.

The same Macaque who had been his friend and confidant. The same Macaque who had fought alongside him in the Brotherhood. And yes, the same Macaque who had left him to the Jade Emperor's mercy when they failed to fell him, only to later rub salt in the wound by offering him a goddamned PEACH! As if that somehow made up for five hundred years of imprisonment! Too little, too late.

And after all that, here was that same. Fucking. Macaque. Harming his family, stealing their things and daring to do it all while PRETENDING TO BE HIM!!!

It was too much. Seeing those golden eyes staring back at him when the glamour was dropped was just too much. And something snapped in Wukong.

Macaque knew he was in for it. He'd never quite seen a look like that on his King’s face before. Maybe he had gone too far this time. He had only wanted Wukong to see that his 'Great Companions' weren't so great after all. He had wanted to save him from the pain, both physical and emotional, that those bastards were putting him through.

He didn’t know where the power came from - righteous indignation, maybe? - but before Macaque could blink, the Monkey King's staff had struck him with a force unlike any he'd ever had the bad fortune to be on the receiving end of.

The impact crushed his right eye and split his brow, but he barely even registered these things. How could he when he was flying like some over-powered missle through, not one - Not two. Not three, or four, or five - but SIX mountains! If that fifth one had been the last, he just might have lived to tell the tale. However, that final impact was just too much.

Colliding with the hard stone hard enough to shatter it, he slid to the ground and lay still. His vision was so blurry, he might as well have lost both eyes, but he knew it was Wukong he felt land beside him a moment later. He'd know that scent anywhere. He wasn't surprised at all that the other celestial monkey had come to gloat. What did surprise him, though, was the smell of salt mixing with his usual pungent odor.

Macaque couldn’t see Wukong’s tears, but he knew they were there. He didn’t hear his choked words as the Sage whispered, "No... Shit. I didn’t mean to...", but he felt it when he was lifted into his arms. As he drew his last breath, he let it go with a soft smile and a sigh of relief. His Peaches was holding him at last.

Rapid little twitches, like electric pulses - death throes Wukong knew - were all the movement left in Macaque’s otherwise still form, but the Monkey King still desperately pleaded, "Hey... Macaque! C'mon, Bud... Look at me!"

In that moment, he made the mistake of glancing at Macaque’s eyes, and felt a flood of revulsion overcome him at the sight. The right one was like a bloody crushed grape, the left bruised and swollen so only a thin slit of it could be seen. "What have I done..?" he lamented, voice shaking as it sunk in that Macaque was truly gone. "We were supposed to live together forever... We were supposed to eat... peaches... every day... forever." Wukong doubled over, holding his former lover tight to his chest, and let himself sob.

All that effort to make himself immortal, and now he'd have to live for eternity without the one person he wanted to spend it with.

[silvergolddraco28]

Cursed Ink - 4 Fork in the road

“Doing no good... Staying in me...” Wukong slurred. “Gotta protect my mate’s back... Gotta get’em to the cubs” Wukong slurred even more like he was drunk.

Macaque dropped to his knees, curling around the shorter monkey. A broken keen escaped him as he cradled the king. He pressed his face against the side of Wukong’s head, tears dripping down his cheeks. “Mate?” The ebony warrior whispered, hope in his voice.

“My mate...” Wukong repeated purring like a cat.

“Mine?” Macaque sniffled, looking into the other monkey’s eyes. Hopeful eyes searching Wukong’s. Wukong nodded. Pressing their noses together. A sign of affection between monkeys. Macaque gave the sage a shy, little smile, brushing their noses together. He raised a hand to the king’s face, caressing Wukong’s cheek with his knuckles. “Seriously, Sunshine. The worst timing. Why’d I have to fall for such an idiot king?” Macaque murmured fondly, a subtle purr coming from his chest.

“I'm smart...” Wukong huffed nuzzling into the hand just as another set of cracks formed over Wukong’s head. Only a small section flaked off revealing a familiar and heavily beaten crown that rested on Wukong’s head. The gold had faded to a more bronze-like color from the years of abuse.

Macaque’s face fell, heart breaking. “We match now, Peaches.” He whispered, mournfully clinking their circlets together. “Wasn’t that supposed to be removed?” He bumped their noses again, cradling the other’s face. Gently brushing his thumb over Wukong’s cheek, he closed his eyes. ‘Just for a moment. We can have this for a moment.’

“Heaven’s Leash... Didn't trust me enough to have it removed... I hid it after erasing the sutra from living memory.” Wukong stated. Before his ears twitched. “Mango... Get moving now!”

Without missing a beat Macaque threw himself forward, quickly breaking into a sprint. “What is it?”

“The feet, heavy in armor... Why the fuck does it sound like the Celestial Army!?” Wukong growled.

Macaque’s ears flicked and icy fear shot through him. “Shit! Hold on tight.” He warned, picking up speed and practically flying down the tunnel.

“This tunnel should come out a few miles from the beach.” Wukong informed. “Let's hope the pit traps and swinging axes were removed but I highly doubt our luck right now.”

“Fucking delightful .” Macaque growled, holding the king tightly. “When we get out what are we going to do about Azure?” He kept his eyes focused on where he was running, ears twitching at the slightest sound.

“Keep him far away from Mk. The kid doesn't need to know some things he would naturally find out on his own when he turns of demon age.”

“And if we can’t do that?” Macaque asked, ducking under a stalactite.

“I don't know...” Wukong replied. “Duck!”

Macaque hunched down as a spear wizzed above his head. He gritted his teeth and started weaving through the tunnel, trying to make his movements unpredictable. “Any ideas how to lose them?” He huffed, shifting Wukong as he ran.

“Want to try your luck out running a boulder? I think not.” Wukong rhetorically asked. “Give me a minute.” Wukong stated closing his eyes, pulling at strings of power inside of him feeling it rise. He opened his eyes as gold and purple power flooded his eyes before a gold and purple portal appeared in front of them swallowing them before the appeared on the beach tumbling over the sand from the speedy exit.

“Woah!” Macaque slipped on the sudden terrain change, sending him and Wukong sprawling into the sand. “Ow.” The warrior grumbled, shaking sand off his face.

“That... That was not what... I expected a portal... To do...” Wukong stated looking sick to his stomach as he groaned at the feeling of being car sick. Mk had once told him what it meant to be car sick yet he never was when they were on that road trip for the rings. This portal he had just made on his first try? Yeah that felt like car sickness.

“I think I’m gonna be sick.” Macaque rasped, pressing a hand to his temple. “First time I take it?” He stumbled to his feet, walking over to Wukong.

“First time I ever used magic other than my own much less in a mix like that.” Wukong stated. “Your portals are so much smoother.

“I thought I told you that you're not leaving Peaches.” an all too familiar yet twisted voice spoke from above.

Macaque snarled, placing himself between Wukong and the ink monster. “Don’t call him that!” His eyes flashed as he bared his teeth.

Ink dropped down from a tree looking perfectly relaxed while his white tail swung behind him. “Seems you lost a lot of those layers while I was away Peaches... Still haven't shed that mortal skin for your truest form yet though.”

“Says the off brand Macaque.” Macaque snapped, blocking Ink’s view of the struggling king. “No one likes an unoriginal sequel.”

“Ha! Says the living zombie pumping with ice magic.” Ink sparked back. “At least I look closer to what Luier was in the past, give or take a few cosmetic changes.”

A low growl built in Macaque’s chest. “Stealing a look that you can’t even pull off right. I believe that’s called desperation which fits you to a T.” The warrior snapped, clenching his fists. His tail wrapped around Wukong’s wrist, holding it firmly.

Ink simply smirked, raising a hand to his ear before a familiar golden light appeared with a very familiar staff forming in his hand with a green bladed sword appearing on his hip. “Want to test that theory, King's Shadow?”

Macaque formed his staff, eyes narrowed at the Ink monster. He braced himself, smirking. “Not a theory when there is just so much evidence. Haven’t you heard? Courtship kidnapping fell out of fashion centuries ago.” He twirled his staff, ears alert.

[Careful Mac... That's my staff and Mei’s sword.] Wukong ‘spoke’ into Macaque’s mind using telepathy, it was one of the few powers that didn't use a lot of energy and that Macaque actually had in turn as long as Wukong was the one to start the connection and keep it open.

[We’re kinda out of options, Peaches!] Macaque gritted his teeth, eyes locked on Ink. [If you have any ideas, please, I’m all ears! ] Even mentally, the sarcasm was more than obvious.

[one... But you won't like it very much.] Wukong responded as a leaf fell between the white and black monkeys falling to the sand and like a silent timer the two attacked.

Macaque brought up his staff, blocking an overhead strike from Ink. Ink smirked at the ebony monkey. Macaque snarled, twisting the two staffs to the side and kicking Ink back. Ink spun his staff around and swiped at Macaque’s head. The warrior twirled out of the path of the blow, eyes focused. Macaque sprang forward aiming a jab at Ink’s side, but was swiftly blocked by a green blade. Ink’s eyes darted over to Wukong, looking for a weakness. “Your fight is with me, creep!” Macaque snarled, dropping to a crouch and kicking Ink’s legs from under him. Ink caught himself on his hand and spun around, foot catching Macaque’s arm and pushing him back. [If you have a plan, Peaches, use it! I can’t hold him off for much longer.] As Macaque spoke, Ink extended the staff, sending it flying towards the ebony monkey. Macaque dodged, springing back.

[keep the cubs safe... I love you.] Wukong sent before opening his eyes that we're completely purple this time. Shadows thickened around him before several shadow like clones shot out dog piling Ink while a portal swallowed Macaque, Wukong’s staff and Mei’s sword all in one go. Wukong felt pain piece his chest looking down at an arrow coated in something sickly green sticking through his chest before he blacked out.

“Wukong!” Macaque roared as he fell into the portal, hand reaching for the king before the portal closed.

“Macaque!” a familiar voice called out from behind the black monkey. He spun around coming face to face with Wukong’s successor. “Macaque what is going on with this scroll?! It keeps pushing Mei and I back when we try to wake up everyone from their past lives.” the boy expressed looking lost and stressed.

“It’s cursed. You both okay?” Macaque looked between MK and Mei, scanning them for any injuries. He banished his staff and pulled the two startled heroes into a quick hug.

“Aww! You do care!” Mei teased, briefly exchanging a concerned glance with MK.

“I said no such thing.” Macaque denied releasing the young adults. “You said the scroll isn’t allowing you near the others?”

“Nope, it even took away my staff and Mei’s sword... That are currently lying right next to you…” Mk tailed looking confused.

“Long story short, the curse has gained some sort of sentience based off the person that used it’s subconscious desires.” Macaque growled, fur fluffing up slightly. “And if there’s one thing he’s wanted for as long as I’ve known him, it’s Wukong. So we have to wake the others quickly.” He picked up the sword, handing it to Mei. “It’s main form is with him. We could both get away so he sent me.”

Mei gripped her sword firmly. “You think someone is controlling the scroll?” Her eyes flashed green.

“Only one Lion I know has such an obsession withWukong it would bleed into any artifact that even had a shred of sentience. How do you think I got this thing on my head?” Macaque said pointing out to the cursed crown.

MK and Mei’s eyes widened. “AHHH!?” MK pointed at the filet!

“Aaah! Your ears are so cute!” Mei shrieked, pulling out her phone and snapping a picture. “Oh and the cursed filet or whatever.”

MK grabbed Macaque's shoulders and started shaking him. “How did you get that? Did you say Lion? Why do you have six ears?”

“Bud I'm the Six Eared Macaque. I hide my ears under a glamor to muffle out the extra sound and not to gain more attention from other demons that have a bone to pick with me. Azure Lion is the only lion that I know and this thing is from that damn copy cat that’s trying to get Wukong as its mate.” Macaque answered after he stopped Mk from shaking him feeling a rush of power filling him from the boy. “How the hell are you still moving with all that energy?!”

“What do you mean?” MK asked tilting his head. “I’m always energetic!”

Mei’s head snapped up to Macaque’s. “I’m sorry. Did you say Uncie Azure wants to mate with Monkey King?”

“Yes... Who told you he was an Uncle? Neither of you was ever supposed to meet him. The damn overgrown fur ball can choke on his own fur for all I care. I'm not letting him touch Sunshine every again.” Macaque growled showing off his impressive six inch monkey fangs in his anger at the mention of the blue lion.

“I knew it!” Mei shouted, jumping on MK’s back. “I told you!” She cackled.

“Mei! I told you! Monkey King isn’t my dad! Wait.” MK turned to Macaque, gasping. “You called Monkey King Sunshine?”

“And you guys still call him Monkey King instead of Wukong what's the difference?” Macaque retorted.

Mei giggled, winking at the monkey. “Sounds like someone is jealous.”

“This makes so much sense.” MK muttered, pulling out a notebook and scribbling something down.

“Let’s just get your friends before that copycat finds us... I thought Sunshine put a limiter on your powers?” Macaque asked while rubbing at the small headache between his eyes. His six ears twitched and moved like individual radio dishes.

“He did that ages ago!” MK nodded, shoving the notebook back who knows where.

“Do you think that weird key thing started to open it?” Mei asked, rolling her eyes at Macaque’s attempt to change the subject.

“The Skeleton Key! Out of all the things you used that?! No wonder your overflowing with energy your basically no longer human at this point.” Macaque exclaimed. “Fuck this must be what Sunshine meant when he said you couldn't learn this until you had your coming of demon age day.”

“I’m sorry. My what ?” MK chuckled, nervously. “I’m just regular old MK! What do you mean not human? I’m of age! I literally have a car and a job!”

“MK’s a demon now?” Mei gasped with stars in her eyes. “That’s so cool! You would make a great demon, MK!”

“Let’s get moving I’ll explain on the way. Don't not interrupt me cause I am not explaining it more then once and unlike Sunshine I'm blunt and won't hold back in information you need to know. What I need to know Mk is if you know anything before your fifth birthday.” Macaque stated.

“Uuhhh. What do you mean? I don’t really remember anything from before that. Do you, Mei?” The boy asked.

Mei shrugged, typing on her phone. “Not really. Maybe a little bit. But not much.”

“Kid, do you even know if you have parents?”

“Of course I do!” MK protested, crossing his arms. “Pigsy’s my Dad!”

“The ones that gave birth to you.” Macaque clarified.

“Why would that matter?” MK grumbled, looking away from Mei and Macaque. “I have my dads. I don’t need my birth parents.” Mei placed a hand on his shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze.

“Kid. I'm only asking because that key should have unlocked everything in you body and mind including lost or suppressed memories from childhood... The only way you wouldn't have memories before being five years old is if you were just born .” Macaque stated.

()()()()()

Gold and ruby eyes with a slight green tint slowly opened with a nasty headache curling up slightly at the cold air that nipped at bare skin not covered in fur.

“Wakey wakey, Peaches .” A familiar voice snickered. “I’m getting tired of waiting~!” The monkey felt a kick against his ribs.

Wukong’s eyes snapped open at that gasping at the immediate pain. ‘That's going to bruise...’ Wukong thought.

“Look who finally decided to wake up.” A hand gripped his hair and pulled his face up. Still in the guise of the pale furred Macaque, Ink grinned. “Hey, Sunshine . Miss me?”

“Not very,” Wukong growled with a glare. ‘Gods I feel weak...’

Ink chuckled, holding up a golden shard. “Missing something?” His fangs gleamed ominously.

Wukong’s eyes shrunk at seeing the shard in his hand. “What did you do?” Wukong demanded before Ink scowled.

“You don't seem to understand the position you're in Peaches.” Ink stated.

Wukong shifted up so he was half sitting up. His side twinged in warning and he hissed, pressing his hand against the new bruise. “What position is that?”

“You're not a King here. Just a Bad Monkey.” Ink stated smugly before Wukong felt the familiar crown around his head tightening.

The russet monkey flinched, rearing back. “You’re not my Master.” He snarled, eyes blazing. “You don’t get to say that!” He gripped his head, fighting back tears.

“Not tight enough? I can make it tighter the more you Misbehave.” Ink stated.

“Fuck. You.” Wukong growled, determined to take as much of the curse’s attention as possible. ‘The longer it’s focused on me, the more time they have.’

“Oh, I think you would like that after you behave.” Ink stated, circling Wukong’s basically prone form. “Tell me, who in their right mind would want to love a weak and savage beast that can’t even read and write properly?”

Wukong bared his teeth, growling. “Says the creepy stalker that wants to mate me. Maybe I didn’t make myself clear. Not. Interested.” Ink simply snapped his fingers making an inky black mirror appear before Wukong. The ink bled away to a large full-length mirror that reflected not a golden monkey but a monkey made out of molten stone with a softly glowing golden core, purple-tainted arms and legs with deep orange ‘spikes’ in the shape of a mane. “What is this?” Wukong grumbled, glaring at the fake monkey.

“Your true form. One not hidden under the illusion of flesh. Didn't you ever find it odd a flesh and blood monkey was born from solid stone?” Ink asked impressed Wukong was not screaming in pain from the tightening crown. Wukong winced, one eye slipping shut as he tried to figure out the curse’s goal. Claws dug deep into Wukong’s arms while hot breath curled near his ear. “Why don't we have a closer look a the monster pretending to be a monkey?”

Wukong feebly pushed at Ink. “Speak for yourself.” He bit out. “That isn’t me!”

Ink grinned before stabbing Wukong in the back of the neck, orange lava-like cracks spreading over his form before flopping off like wet clay. Wukong coughed nearly choking on ash and steam coming from his own throat in shock. “A true Stone Monkey made as hard as a Celestial Diamond from the very Furnace they used to melt you down.” Ink supplied. “You think Macaque would still want to be your mate when he sees this? You are nothing but a walking golem.”

Wukong cried out, collapsing before the mirror. He shook his head in denial, steam drifting from his eyes. “No! That’s not true! None of it is!”

Ink smirked. “Your about as real as a toy soldier Peaches... Just like me. Do you think a living person would want to love a hunk of stone much less one that's as hot as lava?” Ink inquired jabbing at Wukong’s pain riddled thoughts.

“You’re nothing… but a stupid curse… controlled by a petty failure.” Wukong rasped, denying the other. “Macaque does love me!”

“You sure about that? He’s tried to kill both you and your little cub even turned your cubs against you too many times to count. Are you really willing to hand your stone heart over to someone who’d crush it in the blink of an eye for power?” Ink questioned watching as the green tint grew thicker like a plague corrupting Wukong’s thoughts. ‘Soon enough you’ll be seeing hallucinations of those you love dropping you like a hot coal either from disgust or fear of being burned.’ Ink swiftly sunk his teeth that resembled a more feline arrangement then monkey into Wukong’s shoulder leaving his mark of claim on the distressed stone monkey knowing he’d probably have to do it more than once until it became permanent. Wukong screamed as the primordial magic of a demon mating claim seared his shoulder before he slumped over his eyes now a toxic green. Said eyes closed in exhaustion while tanned hands tenderly caressed molten skin. “Your mine now Peaches... Let’s see that emo monkey try to take you from me now.” Ink smugly stated holding the stone monkey closer as the green light of the dragon blood he had coated the arrow in before spread to infect more of Wukong’s very body and soul.

An ink version of Wukong took form grinning with icy blue light followed by a monkey version of Mk. “Capture either the cub or that emo monkey. Nothing too damaging but I still want at least one of them in one piece before Master Azure comes to collect his Treasure.” Ink ordered.

”Dont forget our purpose Plums. We are simply tools to have the stone monkey behave ideally for the alpha lion.” the ink version of Wukong spoke. “Your hogging a lot of the extra power just to give yourself a flesh and blood form.”

“Yeah Baba! You're taking a lot of the fun out of making these sinners atone for those sins they caused!” Ink Mk agreed crossing his arms like he was a pouting child.

Ink simply chuckled. “They will pay in due time sweetheart. No go with your Papa and get those runaways.”

()()()()()

“Tang... How are you even related to Tripitaka?” Macaque questioned with a groan as Mei rubbed the black monkey’s back. Said monkey had ended up puking his guts after the multiple teleports through so many ‘chapters’ of the scroll causing a rather violent clash between his recovering magic and the ‘holy’ magic Tang was brute forcing into very crude spells. At least Tang had yet to bombard Macaque with questions on the cursed crown and the weakly glowing six ears.

Tang shrugged. “Maybe I’m a descendent? Although…. He was an extremely devout Buddhist, so that doesn’t make sense.” The scholar shifted his glasses, looking at the monkey and giving him another shrug. “Beats me.”

“I'm just going to guess reincarnation and keep my head from exploding at that imagery.” Macaque deadpanned as he stood. “You doing alright cub?” Macaque asked Mk who looked to have a thousand-yard stare.

While Tang was preoccupied at the idea of being the reincarnation of the Great Monk and therefore the Golden Fucking Cicada, MK was having his own personal meltdown.

“I don’t. I don’t know.” The young man mumbled, picking at his stolen shirt. “Finding out I might not be human is kinda a lot.”

“You have more in common with me and Pigsy now?” Mei tried to cheer her friend up, earning a tiny smile.

All of a sudden Mk gripped his chest, bright orange cracks spreading from the back of his neck while a sickly green glowing mark appeared on his shoulder. His eyes flickering between gold and purple as the scent of plums and peaches mixed with pears grew overpowering from the teen.

“MK!” The probably not a bug scholar and dragon girl both shouted, reaching for the younger hero.

Macaque’s eyes widened and his jaw went slack as the cracks started to spread. “Oh.” He whispered, tail lashing as the fruity scents filled the air. Then his eyes caught sight and the green mark and he snarled. “Damnit! The manifestation claimed Wukong. We need to go faster.”

“I’m trying but I really don’t know what I’m doing!” Tang snapped, gripping the ringed staff.

“Open his mouth. Mei I need to borrow your sword for a sec.” Macaque stated,

Mei blinked, uncomprehending. “What?”

“Sword now!” Macaque repeated while Tang gently got Mk to lean back and partly open his mouth.

“Okay! Okay! Geez!” She practically tossed her sword at him. “Throw a girl off guard saying something like that.”

Macaque ignored her as he sliced his hand heading over to Mk. “Keep his mouth open and make sure he swallows.” Macaque opened holding his hand over Mk’s mouth and squeezed letting this thick blood flow into the teen’s mouth.

Understanding lit up Tang’s eyes and he nodded, face serious. “Okay.” The human that might also be an insect, massaged the teen’s throat, urging him to swallow. “You gotta swallow, MK.” Tang murmured, squeezing the kid’s hand.

“That’s one of the top twelve grossest things I’ve ever seen.” Mei remarked, watching closely. “Why does he need to drink your blood? Do you have magic blood? I though that was Yin and Jin’s schtick.”

“He’s basically doing the demon equivalent of child adoption Mei,” Tang said. “Monkey King did a similar thing with the staff through a ritual of Proven Worth.”

“Ohhhh. Demon adoption. Cool!” Mei stroked her chin in thought. “Wonder if dragons have something like that. I’m have to ask Uncle.” She looked over at Macaque. “Does this mean you’ve joined the custody battle?”

Tang chuckled, brushing a hand through the shaken MK’s hair. “Pigsy and I adopted MK pretty much the moment we found him. Monkey King put a claim on him after he became the Monkie Kid.”

“that would explain how the kid could produce my magic without much effort,” Macaque stated feeling the cut heal while tossing Mei back her sword. “I suggest you brace for the next part.”

Mei and Tang both looked over at the immortal with confused stares. MK just gagged and shoved his face into Tang’s chest. “Why would that help with your powers?” Mei asked, slowly backing away from MK.

Orange cracks pulse once before glowing a bright purple and bursting ou in a mixture of white, gold, and orange shards. A long monkey tail curled around Mk’s legs while two sets of lotus ears twitch on the teen’s head colored a bright gold that faced to a sunset purple color with a soft orange glow. Mk groaned letting out chirps and whines at his new hearing.

A bright golden sphere covered Tang before the teen’s transformation hit. The bespectacled scholar gaped at his son, before chuckling. “Now he really is a monkey kid.” He hugged the boy. “You okay?”

MK covered his ears with a wince. “Maybe? I don’t know. Everything is so much louder now. Is that a tail?!” He gaped at his new appendage.

“Awww! You look so cute!” Mei gasped, hearts in her eyes. “Look at your pretty ears!”

Macaque simply chuckled before his smile changed in a snap second as he was in front of the kid holding a black arrow dripping in a sickly green substance. Macaque snarled his tail puffed up like a cat’s. “Dragon blood.”

Mei stiffened, color draining from her face. Tang helped MK to his feet, the two looking around wildly. “We need to move on.” Tang whispered, gripping his staff. The teen snagged Mei’s hand, holding it tightly. “And I think I have an idea where Pigsy might be.”

“Get us there quickly. We need to lose who's following us.” Macaque all but ordered. Tang nodded, banging his staff into the ground once. A large golden bubble surrounded them and they vanished. They appeared near a swamp one Macaque was vaguely familiar with. “This is the pig’s chapter. The shack should be down the road from here. Tang, try not to get kidnapped like the monk was.” Macaque stated curling his tail around Mk’s.

“Great.” Tang sarcastically replied, shaking his head.

Mei gripped MK’s hand, face blank as she stared down at the ground. MK glanced at her before turning to Macaque. “So I’m up to four Dad’s now?” He said lightheartedly, trying to lift the mood. The young man kept giving his tail uncertain looks. “And a monkey?”

“You were always a monkey Kid. Just hidden under a very powerful glamor that you've been subconsciously keeping running. You really are a lot like Sunshine with that stuff.” Macaque stated glaring at the arrow in his hand. “When we are done I'm burning this scroll to ashes.”

“Wait. Wait. Wait. Back it up. What do you mean I’ve always been a monkey? I’ve never looked like this before!” MK protested, ears pressing back against his head in distress.

Mei also glared at the arrow, eyes flicking a furious green. Tang gave the younger two a worried look before turning his gaze to the swamp.

“Kid, did Sunshine ever tell you how the four Celestial Primates were born?” Macaque asked before bopping Mei in the nose. “Calm your mind cub. There is a difference between this blood and yours. For one this is from a dragon that was sick, very sick, and had died. Unlike your lineage, some dragons don't decompose, instead, they become petrified while their blood becomes similar to a very powerful drug. It causes hallucinations and makes whoever gets it in their bloodstream docile and unable to use magic. You are immune to it as your own dragon blood would cancel it out immediately.” Macaque more or less info dumped on the dragon teen as he tossed the arrow into the swamp. “Walk and talk, we ned to keep moving.”

“The four what’s it now?” MK mumbled, clinging to his older friend. Mei shrugged helplessly as she tried to process the new information. The two teens trailed behind Tang who had already started walking.

“The four Celestial Primate of Stone, Wind, Fire, and Water.” Tang supplied. “Sun Wukong is obviously the Primate of Stone and Macaque is the Primate of Wind. According to the stories Macaque was born from the energy of wind, shadows, and moonlight in the body of a ten year old monkey demon with the power to hear the past present and future while later gaining the ability to manipulate metal.” Tang explained in his teaching mode that helped calm the teens.

Macaque gave the scholar a perplexed look. “Yes, that’s-how did you know that? Almost no one knows about that.” Mei and MK were giving him wide eyed stares of awe.

“That. Is. So cool!” Mei exclaimed, bouncing in excitement. MK nodded his head quickly, ears flapping as he grinned. Macaque resisted the urge to cover his face.

“You’d be surprised what you’d find in old manuscripts of the original journey and it's demons,” Tang smirked. “It also helped that Mk brought me to Monkey King’s vault where he kept a rather thick book on your powers and abilities. Even had pictures.”

Macaque gave the human a double take. “Wukong has a- pictures?” Then he slowly turned to level a blank look at the bashful teen. “You took him into the vault?” A thought hit the immortal and he whipped back to Tang. “Did he seriously include the part about my age?” He hissed, ears flaring out in embarrassment fury. The immortal crossed his arms, grumbling to himself. “Of all the stupid. Idiot king. Rocks for brains.”

Mei snicker, elbowing MK. “Looks like Old Monkey King wrote a book about his ex.” MK giggled, jumping on her back.

He easily kept his balance as his tail automatically stretched out to compensate. “Why would your age matter anyway? Your thousands of years old anyway aren't you?” Mk questioned.

Macaque huffed, ears turning a soft pink. “Cause that idiot loves to lord over the fact that he was born fully grown and I was formed as a child.” He wasn’t pouting. Absolutely not. No matter how much the two teens giggled at him. He admits nothing.

“I see the house!” Tang interrupted, pointing down the road. “Think we’re like ten minutes away.”

“Good.” Macaque nodded.

“Oh and your wrong about Monkey king being fully formed. He was a newborn cub he grew into an adult over the next few days.” Tang added.

Macaque froze and slowly turned towards the human. “He was what?” The immortal hissed, tail lashing. “That sneaky little-”

“Were here!” Tang cut him off. He sniffed the air frowning. “Looks like the scroll couldn't smother Pigsy’s love of cooking and adapted for it.”

MK interjected. “Wait. So Monkey King went from baby to adult in a few days. You were ten and had to grow up. Why was I five?” He pouted, crossing his arms as Tang looked around for Pigsy.

Macaque shrugged. “Beats me, kiddo. Everyone is a bit different.” He covered his nose, resisting the urge to hurl. “This smells nothing like the chef’s cooking.” Mei nodded, looking slightly green.

Tang covered his node as well. “One theory was that his power forced him into an adult body to properly regulate his output and input of energy. As the monkey of Stone his connection to the very earth is almost second nature but with the down side of having very powerful abilities and no control as a newborn.” Tang explained. “You guys stay out here, I've got a chief to talk to.” Tang entered the shack leaving the teens and monkey outside.

“Is that a wise idea?” Mei whispered to MK as the older man entered the building.

“He’ll be fiiiine.” MK assured her, giving her a thumbs up. He turned to the older monkey. “You were talking about celestial monkeys or something?”

“Celestial Primates.” Macaque corrected. He motioned his hand to the shack’s wall bending the shadows into all too familiar puppets. “Each primate was created by a god from a higher realm, much higher than the Jade Emperor’s heavenly court. From what I know each of us was carved from out very elements and placed in elemental ‘eggs’ to gather the energy then hatch in an according form.” Macaque explained.

“Higher than the Jade Emperor? Like the Buddhas and Bottisatva’s?” Mei asked, surprising the two monkeys.

“They were created by someone? Why?” MK asked, tilting his head.

“To balance the power between the Diyu and Heaven while acting as buffers in the mortal realm to increases in magic that could be deadly to mortals.” Macaque replied.

“Whaaaa?” Both teens tilted their heads, not understanding.

Macaque pinched the bridge of his nose. “Did either of you take Demon History 101 courses in school?”

MK shook his head. “It was only required for demons at my school, so I took Art 101.”

Mei scratched the back of her head. “I took it like five years ago and I really only paid attention to the dragon parts. Even then I think that lesson focused almost entirely on Monkey King then shifted to the Journey.”

“Of course it did... This is why Sunshine always left me doing the teaching...” Macaque muttered before he sighed dismissing the puppets. “Since we are stuck here, Kid try summoning a shadow staff. We're going to do a crash course on my abilities so you are familiar with them and not calling them up on instinct.”

“Uhhh. Okay. I can do that. Probably.” MK shuffled his feet, nearly stepping on his tail. He held out a hand, eyes focused on it intently. After a long moment of nothing happening, he glanced over at Macaque. “How do I do that, exactly?”

“Imagine a staff rising from your shadow but as an extension of yourself.” Macaque supplied.

“Yeah. Cause that makes sense.” The teen grumbled, ears twitching when his tail nearly smacks Mei in the face. MK focused on his shadow, imagining a purple version of his staff raising from the shadow. His shadow glowed but beyond that nothing happened. “Why do I even need a shadow staff? I have Monkey King’s.” He glared at his shadow. Mei just sat down next to the two monkeys, content to watch.

“In case your staff gets taken again. Only you can use a shadow staff made from your own shadows plus it prevents it from being stolen.” Macaque pointed out.

MK huffed, but couldn’t think of any arguments. “Fine. Fine.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The teen held a hand over his shadow and focused. The shadow glowed purple again, only this time a shadowy replica of his staff started to rise. Mei perked up, watching intently. MK gripped the shadow and pulled it out the rest of the way. “Ha! I did it!” Then it vanished. “Noooo!” He cried, throwing up his hands in exaggerated defeat.

“Not bad, you didn't have enough power in it to keep it’s shape.” Macaque smirked, his body language coming off as being a very proud parent especially with his wagging tail. “Try again.”

Mei covered her giggles as she quietly took pictures of the two monkeys. “Monkey King will love these.” She whispered, saving them to her MK Dad Squad folder.

“Okay. More power. I can do that!” MK hyped himself up. He raised his hand again, staring intently at his shadow. Once again the staff started for form and he grabbed it. After a moment he beamed, looking over at Macaque with his tail swinging happily behind him. “I did it!” He cheered. However the moment he stopped focusing on the staff it started to vanish again. “Nonono!” He stuck out his tongue as he tried to keep it solid.

They continued the impromptu lesson until Tang came out with Pigsy who looked a little dazed. “Hope I didn't take too long?” Tang asked.

“Nope! Mac has been teaching Mk to summon a shadow staff. If Mk keeps this up he could start duel-welding the Monkey Staff and the Shadow Staff at the same time!” Mei exclaimed.

MK seemed to perk up at the thought. “Think I could hold one with the tail?”

“Tail?!” Pigsy snapped out of his daze and stomped over to MK. “Kid! What happened?! How did? Where did? Monkey?” The pig started patting the teen down, closely examining his ears, tail, and fur. “Are ya hurting anywhere?”

“I’m fine, Dadsy.” MK mumbled, as the chef looked at his new monkey teeth. The pig just clicked his tongue.

“I’m going to have words with that mentor of yours when we find him.” Pigsy promised.

Macaque chuckled. “Actually… it’s not Wukong’s fault this time. MK’s a Celestial Primate. He’s just not using a glamour anymore.”

Tang nodded, supporting the immortal. “Turns out random small children covered in dirt are actually mythical monkey babies in disguise.”

“Surprise?” MK watched the pig, a slightly fearful look in his eyes.

Pigsy stared at him before huffing and ruffling the teens hair. “This doesn’t get you outta work.”

”looks like we caught up to the runaway.”

Macaque met Tang’s eyes. “Tang!” The scholar quickly slammed down the staff, summoning a golden bubble.

”Not this time!” an arrow broke through the bubble as two ink monkeys landed before the group. ”You really want to give us problems Plums? You're only going to end up back at the Palace unconscious.”

The small group gawked at the two. “It’s like looking into a gross, gooey mirror.” MK shouted, pointing at the Ink version of himself.

“You’re much prettier, MK!” Mei agreed, hyping up her bestie. She pointed her sword at them. “Give us back our friends!”

The ink version of Wukong simply looked at her unimpressed. ”why would I want to do that? You know the story but do you know the truth? Even Plums here only knows the bare minimum.”

The ink version of Mk simply grinned. “should we try out the new ability Pa?”

Ink Wukong simply nodded tossing a thick lava orsge charge of energy to the smaller ink creature. They absorbed it grinning as color bled into their being. In contrast to the real Mk the ink version has a dark blue mask on his face with chocolate brown fur with a white and silver streak. Bright green eyes brightened in chaotic glee. “I really take after Baba in taking a flesh and blood form.” Ink Mk chuckled.

Macaque growled, summoning his staff. “We’ll buy you time, Tang. MK! Mei!” The two nodded and brandished their weapons. Pigsy placed himself in front of the human, hands gripping his new rake.

”Shrink.” Ink Wukong started as he also absorbed the energy and his was the most drastic change. Silver fur, blood red pupils in black eyes, a blood red mask that looked more like a two leaves and stem then a heart with a blue outline.

Macaque looked between the two, evaluating which one was the stronger opponent. “Mei. MK. Take Ink MK. I’ll take the fake Wukong.” Mei burst forward with a loud whoop, quickly followed by MK. Macaque gripped his staff and shot forward towards the Ink Wukong.

The Ink Wukong easily caught the staff scowling slightly before seeing Macaque’s twitch of pain. “Still too lose? That can be fixed.”

Macaque chuckled, glaring at the ink demon. “Do yourself a favor and stop talking. I know you probably love to hear the sound of your own voice, but no one else does.” He sank into a shadow and circled the demon.

Meanwhile Mei and MK and Ink MK were all three wildly trying to hit each other amidst loud screaming. Most of the screaming was from Mei, accompanied by small bursts of flames.

“Ouch! Hey! Keep your flames from my tail!” Ink Mk growled before pouncing on Mei and getting into a wrestling match with her.

“Uh-uh! Fake best friends don’t get fire protection!” Mei shot back, rolling around on the ground with the ink monster while MK watched for a moment. He grinned at the girl, holding back a warm laugh.

“Ha! What kind of friend runs away after becoming a ball of fire?” Ink Mk countered.

“Big words from someone that isn’t even real!” Mei fired back, nawwing at Ink MK’s arm.

“Eww. Mei! It’s made of ink! That’s so gross!” MK gagged at the thought of any of that entering his mouth.

Ink Mk hissed like a pissed-off cat screeching at Mei before golden power enveloped Mei and Mk the two teens popped over to Tang with Macaque appearing as the group vanished in a bright flash of gold.

MK and Mei reoriented themselves, looking over at the older adults. “Nice job, Tangman! The Tangster!” MK hugged the older man.

“Good job you two.” Macaque raised a hand to the circlet with a wince. He tried to shake it off and turned to the chef and scholar. “Where are we, Tang?”

Pigsy narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. “And why are you in charge here? Where’s Monkey King?”

“Caged.” Macaque bluntly stated as something warm rolled down his face with a sharp spike of pain.

Tang nervously spoke up. “Macaque, your forehead is… bleeding.”

Macaque frowned at the large worried eyes of all the mortals. He raised a hand to the circlet and touched it. The circlet was slowly, but surely shrinking. When he pulled his fingers away they were covered in blood. “Damnit. There’s no time to worry about that. We have to find Sandy and get back to Wukong.”

“This is what Monkey King had to deal with?” Mk softly questioned.

“Worse. The sutra was longer and hastened the tightening curse. This one looks to be modified to tighten with a keyword and slowly continue unless more keywords are spoken.” Macaque deduced ripping off more fabric from his scarf and trying it around the band to hopefully prevent more blood from falling down his face and worrying the rest of the group.

Pigsy frowned but moved hit attention to the teens. “You two okay?”

“We’re fine, Dadsy.” MK assured.

“Let's get moving. We have to get Sandy and Moe before those ink knockoffs try to get us again.” Tang said before giving a sharp look at the teens. “The next fight with the ink teen better be serious and not just a play fight. Don't think I didn't notice the difference!” Tang warned the two teens.

Macaque gave his own glare at the two teens. “Seeing as Pigsy now has a weapon you’ll have someone to spar with Mei. Be warned Kid I'm not going to hold back in spars if you don't take your fights seriously.” Macaque directed the last bit of his statement to Mk.

Pigsy smacked the back of Mei and MK’s head. “Don’t play around when we’re trapped in a weird magic scroll!” He scolded, crossing his arms.

“Sorry.” Both teens hung their heads in shame.

The pond the group neared rippled turning black before it looked like a large tv screen with a scowling snow-white monkey in the reflection. ”So you managed to evade Wu and our little cub, Luier.” the white monkey snarked with a glare. ”then I guess you’ve forced my hand.” The white monkey stepped to the side showing what was directly behind him bound to a thick pole with a basket muzzle around his mouth was none other then Wukong but he looked far different then normal with lava skin, magma veins, and a sickly green coloring spreading from his chest and eyes. His left shoulder leaked lava like blood from a bite mark while thin glowing letters circled around the bite.

The group gasped, staring at the captive king. Macaque jerked forward. “Wukong!” His ears pressed against his skull as he took in the sight of his other half.

MK pointed his staff at the lake. “What did you do to him!?”

“Give us back the monkey man!” Mei growled, brandishing her sword.

”Simply broke that flesh and blood illusion over his being. A being of the Primordial Elements. A little bit of dragon blood and a bite of claiming.” the white monkey replied. ”too bad he never did get the Eternal Flames.” Wukong jerked before he started screaming convulsing in pain while black lightning arched between the silver metals on his limbs, lava-like blood dripping down his head from the bronze crown below the silver one the bronze color returning to a bright gold as it grew in power.

Pigsy held back MK while the kid growled, glowing a faint gold. “Let him go!”

Macaque felt a fury growing inside him. Eyes flashing purple, he stepped forward. “How dare you!”

”You forced my hands Liuer.” The white monkey simply smirked before the pond returned to normal. Macaque snarled in anger his claws digging into his palms in anger while his powers spiked at the instinctual rage of seeing Wukong in such distress. Thin purple cracks curling like wind through Macaque’s skin disrupted by thin white moons and dark golden lightning bolts. The very air around Macaque became electrified with power that was building to breaking point in the black monkey. The other four glanced between each other and the furious monkey. Tang nudged MK towards the older monkey.

“Macaque?” The teen hesitantly stepped up next to the immortal. Macaque locked solid glowing white eyes with the teen. Faintly Mk could see Macaque’s pupils but they were hidden under the power threatening to burst from the monkey’s ‘mortal’ body. MK slowly placed a hand on Macaque’s shoulder. “We’ll save him.” The boy softly assured the other, giving him an encouraging smile. “It’s what we do.”

Mei nodded, pumping her fist. “That creep won’t even know what hit him!”

The power slowly bled out before the black monkey passed out getting caught by the teen while thin silver scars decorated Macaque’s skin and fur from the cracks being stopped before Macaque’s power overpowered his body.

“This is just great!” Pigsy grumbled, stomping over to the two monkeys. “Idiot monkeys. Not you, MK. The two senile ones.”

MK just hefted the monkey over his shoulder. “I’m sure he’ll be fine! We still need to find Sandy and Mo.”

“That's the first time I've seen Mac with white eyes...” Mei noted. “What the hell was with the cracks?! He looked ready to explode just like you did Mk!” Mei pointed out.

“I think Macaque might have tapped into the beginnings of his very elemental power...” Tang answered. “We saw Monkey King as a being of literal Stone. As Monkey King’s literal Elemental Opposite and Balance Macaque would only need to see Monkey King in his elemental form before acting to Balance out their powers.”

MK shuffled in place. “Does that mean I’ll turn into something like that?” His voice was small as he looked over at the older man.

“No Mk. You likely weren't made like Monkey King and Macaque to balance the power of nature. Let's get moving, we got a monkey to rescue and a friend to ‘wake up’.” Tang replied.

Mei slung an arm over Tang’s shoulder. “Yeah! Let’s go save Sandy and Monkey King!”

Pigsy ruffled MK’s hair. “Let’s go, kid.”

The group quickly made their way to the river the blue-skinned demon was supposed to be waiting for Tripitaka to arrive at. They stopped a moment to rearrange Macaque to rest on Mk’s back piggyback style. Subconsciously Macaque had wrapped his tail around Mk’s waist while deep low purring sounds sent feelings of protection and safety through the newly minted monkey teen.

MK chirped happily then immediately blushed when the others looked over at him. “Don’t mind me. Just monkeying around?”

Mei snickered. “Alright Monkie Man!”

“What could you be monkeying around with him unconscious?” Pigsy demanded with a raised brow.

MK chuckled nervously. “I dunno. He’s like purring and it made me chirp! I’ve been a monkey for like ten minutes. I don’t know what I’m doing!” He pouted, glaring down at the river.

Tang reached over and patted his head. “You are doing great, MK. It’s not everyday you suddenly get a tail and two new ears and a weird birthmark on your face and-“

“Thank you, Tang!” MK snapped, rolling his eyes. “Thank you for reminding me.”

“I thought that was just his monkey mask coming in?” Mei questioned.

“Wait, there’s something on my face too?” MK groaned, running a hand down his face. “Is it at least cool like Macaque’s or adorable like Monkey King’s?”

Pigsy gave the kid a deadpan stare. “Seriously, kid?”

“Mixed. It kind of looks like a butterfly but its color is a mix of theirs like a sunset orange?” Mei answered.

MK grinned. “Oh that sounds awesome! Take a picture! Let me see! Let me see!” Mei quickly snapped a picture and showed the other teen. “Woah!”

True enough his face mask did look like it was shaped to mimic a butterfly with a sunset orange taking most of the center with a deep red at the top and a softer peach color at the bottom like a gradient effect of two colors blending in harmony.

Tang looked around nervously. “This is the area where the great Monk and Monkey King met Sha Wujing. So Sandy should be around here somewhere.”

“Mrow.” came an all too familiar meow of a cat.

Mei gasped. “Mo! Hey buddy!” The girl picked up the cat, setting him on her head. “Thats one blue friend down!”

“Only one more to go!” MK cheered, tail flicking happily.

Moe patted Mei’s head and pointed to Tang’s staff motioning to tap it to the ground.

Out of any other ideas, Tang gently tapped his staff. Another golden bubble covered everyone and they vanished once again.

The group appeared in a cavern high above while a group of three demons talked down below. A blue lion demon, a white elephant demon, and a white eagle demon. “You know the plan, once we secure our victory over heaven slip the poison into Mihou’s wine and the drug in Wukong’s.” the blue lion spoke.

“Are we sure this poison is even strong enough to kill that simian? He’s as hard to kill as the immortal king.” the eagle questioned.

“I did the calculations and brewing myself, Peng. Luier Mihou will be dead by sunrise once he ingests the wine after the battle. Not even his powers will help detoxify the poison in time before he rots from the inside out. As for the drug, Wukong will end up forced into a feral heat. Said heat will force his body to shapeshift to accommodate in order to be mated and bare cubs just as you wanted Azure. You will have to keep giving him the drug until his very identity as Monkey King is burned away to allow his mind to take up the role of Empress when you become Emperor.” the white elephant stated.

The group of mortals gawked at the scene, horrified. Tang covered his mouth. Pigsy placed a hand on the scholar’s shoulder.

Mei snarled, gripping her sword tightly. “That conniving, lying, son of a bitch.” She hissed, glaring at the lion.

Mk on the other hand couldn't believe his ears that picked up the very heart beats of the three down below. None of them were lying. Mk felt sick but more than that rage bubbled in his chest while his mind went into overdrive Protect Mama! Protect Protect! Protect! Protect Baba! shouted a small part of himself that sounded like an angry monkey cub with flashes of Wukong and Macaque in his head.

A pained groan pulled MK from his murderous thoughts. “Ow.” Macaque grumbled, pressing a hand to his head. “The hell was that?”

“You tapped into your literal element of wind?” Mk supplied in a soft whisper.

“Good. Mihou has been a blockade in my attempts to court Wukong. Once Mihou is no more Wukong will be my Empress.” Azure promised.

“At the very least let me have his corpse, Brother. I could use a new fur pelt for my collection.” Peng grinned as best as his beak would allow. “I hear monkey meat is a delicacy when cooked correctly.”

“I what?” Macaque’s ears flicked towards the three demons below them. “When-where are we?” He frowned at the others. “What’s the brotherhood doing here? We need to find Sandy.”

“Moe had us travel here. We’ll explain what we heard when we get out of here.” Mei shushed him as Tang Hasilty tapped his power and the group fell into a dried riverbed with bones littering in piles all around them, a large ring made of done and rope stood out with Sandy standing in its center waiting for a challenger.

MK set Macaque back on his feet. “Alright. What happened?” The immortal looked over the group, satisfied to see everyone unharmed.

“Azure Lion-“ MK started before Tang jumped on his back speaking quickly.

“You old brotherhood was plotting to kill you and drug Wukong to force him to bare Azure Lion’s children!” The scholar blurted out. MK nodded, a low growl building in his chest.

Macaque closed his eyes crossed his arms and took a breath. “Pigsy... How well lf a hit can Sandy take?” Macaque asked the pig demon. “I need to hit something before I start breaking trees.”

Pigsy stared at the immortal then glanced over at Sandy. “Uh. He’s the toughest guy I know. Can take a pretty good hit.”

“He stopped a jet with his hand once!” Mei added, nodding with MK. “And didn’t he also stop your mech at one point?”

“I think so...” Mk thought frowning while trying to recall if Sandy had stopped his monkey mech.

“Good enough,” Macaque stated before turning towards the arena his form shimmered before he was a few inches shorter with golden fur, a back, and a yellow shirt with a tiger pelt around his hips and long, black claws digging into his palms as he jumped into the arena.

“So, you're the river demon I've heard so much about?” Macaque questioned in a flawless copy of Wukong’s voice down to even the cocky tone.

Sha Wujing stared down at the monkey. “What do you think you’re doing, monk? Challenging me! If you’ve heard of me then you have heard of how I capture and eat any that come to my river!” The large river demon’s eyes flashed and the skulls around his neck glowed.

“I've heard of you... Yet you don't seem to have ever heard of me. So I think it's fair game.” Macaque grinned before he pounced landing the first blow hard to the stomach of the blue river demon.

Sha Wujing braced himself and bellowed. “You call that a punch? The rush of the river hit harder than that, little ape! Take this!” The water demon started throwing quick blows towards Macaque.

Macaque easily blocked and evaded them before making the power of his punches no longer holding himself back.

Wujing grinned as the fight continued. “I see you are a skilled fighter! Not many have been able to give me a challenge!” He cracked his neck, skulled glowing ominously. “I have not added any monkey skulls to my collection. Perhaps you’ll be the first!”

“I won't be.” Macaque stated.

Mei leaned over to MK. “Hey you ten bucks, Macaque ends the fight in five minutes.”

MK scoffed. “I give him two.”

“Deal.” The two quietly shook on it while Tang and Pigsy sighed.

Mei silently took out her phone and hit the stopwatch while Moe watched from her head content to let Sandy stretch and to give Macaque time to calm down from finding out what Azure had planned so long ago.

Wujing started speeding up, punching and kicking the monkey. Macaque rolled his eyes with a grin. “Come on, big guy. Is that all you got?” Wujing laughed darkly.

“Dont die at my full strength.” he warned before throwing a punch Macaque easily stopped with a yawn.

“Let me know when you use your full strength.” The monkey teased, pushing back the water demon.

The river demon was shocked. “You.. Survived that punch...”

“Surprise.” Macaque snickered, twisting around and kicking the demon. “As much fun as this has been, we need Sandy back.”

Tang perked up. “You have to remind him of who he is!”

“Simple enough. Moe.” Macaque called for the cat who leaped into Sandy’s arms blue energy swirled around the river demon before bursting out.

“Moe!” Sandy shouted and nuzzled the therapy cat close.

“Awww!” Mei, Tang, and MK cooed.

“Tang, get us to flower fruit mountain,” Macaque ordered dropping the illusion of Wukong.

“You know... It never occurred to me but is Monkey King shorter than Mac?” Mei question Mk.

“I thought they were the same height.” Mk honestly answered he knew Wukong was easily six foot even, taller than most average people while being as flexible as an acrobat with the power of a Kung Fu master.

Tang chimed in. “In the original texts, Monkey King was described as a short monkey demon.”

“Who cares?” Pigsy grumbled. “Does it matter?”

“It kind of does when you thing of it. Are the larger monkeys usually the ones in charge?” Mei questioned.

“I am not getting in the systematics on demon mating right now,” Macaque replied flicking his ears. “We're about to have company.”

“We can gossip about which monkey is the top later.” MK rolled his eyes. “We have to get Monkey King back first.”

Macaque simply pinched the bridge of his nose. ‘Now I know how Peaches feels while trying to warn Tripitaka and simply being ignored.’

“Sorry, Macaque.” The two teens giggled.

The black monkey sighed before something similar to getting Deja Vu passed through his body his ears flickering at the complete silence around him. He couldn't even hear the hearts of the very two kids right in front of him before he recalled one of the more obscure powers he had. ‘Premonitions of the future.’ He thought. ‘Is this... An enhanced vision of what would happen if Wukong sends me away to protect the kids?’ Macaque realized.

‘I won't let this future become reality!’

[bi-badass-geek]

Summer Games Fest 2024

Holy fuck if that shit wasn't putting me to sleep and it wasn't even because it started at 11pm over here. No offence to those devs and all but most of the stuff was Boring with capital b. Audience either didn't care bout most things showcased or was just asleep too cause that was just sad. My 5 cents that no one asked about since i fell asleep right after + gonna link trailers from IGN.

📣 First they pulled presentation of top 10 Steam sales january-may Palworld, Helldivers 2, Manor Lords, Enshrouded, Hades 2, Dragon's Dogma 2, Balotro, Deep Rock Galactic Survivor, Supermarket Simulator, Buckshot Roulette. I can see most but some i didn't even heard.

📣 Lego Horizon Adventures : Coming holiday 2024, nothing else to say another day another lego game soon we will see any universe with those.

📣 No one Room in Hell 2, Early Access Halloween 2024

📣 Harry Potter Quidditch Champions another game September 3rd.

📣 Star Wars Outlaws coming out August 30. Saying everyone waiting out for it this year is mad!

📣 Battle Aces that's RTS but 99.99% trailer had Tracer like is outta pocket!

📣 Cairn climbing simulator, face texture horrible, studio name 'the game bakers' tho cooks.

📣 Killer Bean EA summer 2024.

📣 Valorant coming to console.

📣 Palworld Sakurajima Update : New Island, New Raid, Arena, Xbox dedicated Servers, 27 June, Stronghold Oil-Rig, New Faction and boss, New Pals, New Buildings and Level Cap, New Subspecies.

📣 Skate console playtesting coming this fall great trailer especially 'STILL' working on it!

📣 Deer & Boy crazy name.

📣 Dune Awakening well it's MMO yikes.

📣 Wandershop fans of gardening, farming will enjoy for sure with a twist. Coming in 2024!

📣 Phantom Blade 0 i can't look at it the same way after i read Japanese Geralt or its Sekiro 2/Nioh 3 lol ,to experience on hand : 8-10 June Summer Game Fest, 26-29 July ChinaJoy, 21-25 August, September 28-29 Tokyo Game Show.

📣 Hyper Light Breaker comes out Late Summer typical Hyper's stuff!

📣 Monster Hunter Wilds

📣 Honkai Star Rail i seriously have no idea what it's about since i don't play but something new i guess?

📣 Alan Wake 2 Night Springs out now, 3 playable characters : Control, Quantum Break. Gotta say wild that they showed it in less than 24h hours before it was out love that and cool that they added other games! 3 episodes!

📣 Kingdom Come Deliverance 2 looks like more good ol' shenanigans that people are stocked for! Kiss Our Asses what's more to say! Coming 2024!

📣 The First Descendant out July 2nd, heard it's good, looks typical stuff. Melee character lookin dope!

📣 Enotria The Last Song : Spanish Souls what can i say! Demo out now! September 19th!

📣Dark and Darker back on Steam and Epic Store for free now!

📣Blumhouse Games : Project C, The Simulation, Fear The Spotlight, Sleep Awake, Crisol Theater Of Idols. Nothing got me more confused in entire livestream than this segment that was just dumped bucket of trash no offence.

📣Sid Meier's Civilization VII : coming 2025 not my vibe but didn't saw fans complaining!

📣Neva comes out 2024 from creators of GRIS.

📣Back Myth Wukong coming out August 20th. That's quick been a while since we last heard.

📣Once Human : Comes out July 9th. Around the corner not going to lie i forgot about this game till i saw it!

📣Asgard's Wrath Available Now

📣Warhammer 40,000 Space Marine 2 September 9th. Another Warhammer.

📣 Metaphor ReFantazio October 11th lovers of Persona got somethin to consume!

📣 Batman Shadow VR game Fall 2024. It's VR game that's all you need to know.

📣 Tears of Metal

📣 DragonBall Sparking! Zero October 11th. KAMEHAMEHAAA!

📣 Delta Force Hawk OPS Global PC Alpha Test in July.

📣 Battle Crush June 27th Moba Mobile nothin else needs to be said.

📣 Mecha Break Closed Beta Test in August such Gundam vibes when i saw trailer but funny how people called it Anthem 2 lol.

📣Slitterhead combat looks chunky November 8th it's out.

📣Unknown 9 : Awakening. Coming Fall 2024 got actress that plays Yennefer in Witcher show. People called it Forspoken 2 lmao.

📣Monster Hunter Stories &2 : Coming June 14th.

Sales : Monster Hunter Rise Up 75% OFF, Monster Hunter World 67%, Resident Evil 4 25%, Street Fighter 50%.

Among Us folks made OutterSloth that supports devs + fuckin tv show is supposed to come out think years too late but oh well.

📣 Sonic x Shadow Generations October 25th nostalgia hittin hard for some individuals.

📣 The Finals new Arena, New Ranked Mode, New Weapons and Gadgets, Weekly Tournaments.

📣 New World Aeternum October 15th consoles. Last i saw game was dead on dead.

📣 Kunitsu-Gami Path of the Goddess half of the graphics to gameplay confused my brain.

📣 Party Animal didn't catch what was that about.

Inside Out 2 Yong Yea voicing is cool!

📣 Squad Busters : Mobile that fuckin trailer killed it omfg! Way too OP for mobile!

[peachshadows]

This is a pretty terrible subject to touch on so if it’s too much please ignore this. But what if sd!macaques “cheating” was non consensual? Maybe macaque was drugged at a gala or some big event which is why he doesn’t know/is confused and the noble deity or demon used it as a way to tear wukong and macaque apart which worked. How would sdwukong react when he finds out? How would macaque react, would he even be able to forgive Wukong for not trying to figure out what happened first?

"did you see last night? The empress was practically hanging off on that demon-"

"right in front of the emperor no less-"

"but he looked so out of it-"

"oh please! Empress Macaque simply has no shame!"

The gossiping servants immediately were shrieking and running away the moment Macaque made his presence known by punching the nearby wall, growling. The shattered marble wall falls just like every new rumor flies out of each mouthy gossipy bastard in this realm, and that was practically everyone.

Last night...fuck, he couldn't even remember anything that happened last night. One drink, one fucking drink, was all it took to make everything a blur, practically blacking in and out as he tastes bile at the back of his throat and pain all across his body.

The moment he woke up, he was alone. Disgusted with himself and his body that he couldn't stop the violent tremors running through him. But that wasn't even the worst part.

Rumors, songs, and poems on how Macaque acted on his demonic desires and committed infidelity were already spreading through each realm, how disgraceful he should be, how his head should be put on a spike for breaking his vows, how his devotion was all just a ruse.

And even that wasn't the worst part. No it was-

"MACAQUE!"

-his husband's reaction to everything.

[vegalocity]

If Spider Queen where to theoretically wake up fully in the Red Awakening ending, would she have problems wearing her old regalia like Spindrax would? Also what would the wife-ified Sanzang be like and what would his reaction be to his get up if he could wake up?

oh man if Spider Queen went lucid she'd be heading for the fucking hills man

she'd play along JUST long enough to 'be retired for the night' and fucking TEAR her regalia off as she just fucking runs away. She'd be desparate just to fucking get out of there, no plans no allies left that haven't been snapped up by the Prince, no clan to fall back on, she's fucking OUT of there. Her only hope to try and break through to would be MAYBE Goliath since Xiaotian didn't super care to do a lot of work on him where as Syntax Huntsman and Spindrax have all been under HEAVY conditioning, but she's GONE she's BOUNCING.

Spider Queen is relatively low on the danger list if she goes lucid

Sanzang is THE most dangerous person to go lucid. the only person close to the same level of potential threat is Syntax, but that's mostly because he does ALL the personal tech work in the city. Sanzang is someone they 100% no matter what cannot AFFORD to even CHANCE going lucid. I was actually chatting about something similar with @unseelie-robynx and we came to the conclusion that Xiaotian would definitely be smart enough to identify that since Sanzang can UNDO his work that he really needs ALL the stops and ALL the failsafes in his head to KEEP him from going lucid. If Sanzang wakes up this whole thing is gonna go full nuclear bc there's no way he WOULDN'T not only contact EVERYONE in heaven that he possibly could, but ALSO undo as much to everyone around him that he possibly could.

So outwardly it seems like he has the least done with him, there's been a sort of cheeky 'breaking of his monastic vows' thing that happened early in since in the ending where Sanzang gets got the Cult has already been fully bought into by the rest of the 'court' so there's already plans underway for him to 'Join' them and he can't exactly still be a Buddhist monk while also being a god in another pantheon. But that was more of a 'something while he was still getting mentally broken' thing.

After that they let him keep basically the same personality and traits, both because with less behavior modifications it'll be harder for him even on a subconcious level to realize that there was something wrong, and also because Wukong LIKES him like this, and as we know an Oblivon Wife's entire life is in orbit around their Husband (heh) so he wouldn't want many behavioral changes anyway.

So to anyone looking in there wouldn't be THAT much different about him, other than that he just sort of changed creeds in order to 'be with' Wukong.

The only real behavioral change is that they basically turned his feelings for his monkey up to eleven and broke the dial off. essentially a mind control love potion, he's CONSTANTLY dizzy with infatuation in his ending. he can still DO other things of course, but it's REAL easy to just go full heart eyes over Wukong and get kinda carried away with it.

Yeah it'd REALLY fuck him up if he went lucid though, primarily due to the whole 'broke his own vows while under' thing, but the whole 'being dressed up like a doll' thing won't help either. I'm not entirely sure just WHAT would happen though, since he's the one with SO many failsafes in his head to ensure he DOESN'T go lucid, it's a statistical wonder if he does and suddenly EVERYTHINGS up in the air.

[shadowyspectre]

Horror curled inside him and made his head snap up. His gaze was unfocused, not really seeing her. But there was terror in his voice. “KID!!” He cried, trying to push himself. His arm gave out under him finally, sending him to the ground with a solid thump. He fell onto his side, the trinket falling out of his scarf. He curled up slightly, breath rattling in his chest. The glamour beneath may have hidden the extent of the spread, but the smell of disease smothered sandalwood and plums. He felt so heavy, and his limbs didn’t feel like cooperating. He could feel the infection wrap tight around his core…he could feel it spread to his arms and legs. 

Fuck, was this it? He couldn’t even lift his head. His ears were unglamoured, the magic focusing solely on covering the sight just under it. Hazy amber eyes faded into purple and black. He stared ahead, struggling to see anything, anything. 

✵✵✵✵

Deep inside, Wukong felt the crushing weight of shame again. He had lost. Even smothering the rest of the abilities, he had lost. The parasite won. Those thoughts were cut off by the falling form puffing into dust. Neither he nor the parasite had the time to react to the war cry. There, he was greeted with an agony that reminded him of his time in The Crucible. The fire blazed through him, tearing into the thing clinging to him like a filthy leech. He does not know if the horrible sound that filled his ears was it or his. Perhaps both. He was burned by holy fire and carved from the inside out. Something inside him cracked at the pressure, almost splintering in half. Yet the immortality forced it together again through sheer will, and he felt it break, over and over again as he burned. Above him was an avenging being, a mixture of himself and the shadow that lay dying in the corner. Awe and shock flickered in but it was smothered by the agony again. 

Yet, being crushed against the stone was nothing to the searing fire in his chest. He could feel it do its work, burn the thing away. There were still fragments clinging on, struggling to keep their hold on him. Dull pain sparked from his scalp as he was gripped, forced to bear witness to the sight before him. Her words stabbed into him, and he looked. Macaque lay before him as if trying to curl into a ball but he just couldn’t do it. The other seemed to see them, to see her. But the awareness slipped away before his eyes, the ebony simian going lip against the stone. Even from here, he could smell that the infection had taken hold. The other was barely clinging on.

She was right. This was his fault. Even more so because he remembered the feeling of his trapped body sinking its claws into Macaque that fateful night. He struggled to push himself up, just enough. The entity screeched in his head, clinging onto the thin strings left. 

Wukong exhaled, a small puff of steam leaving his lips. He was not as he used to be. But…he had to. His magic fanned the dying flames inside him, inside his core. The king slammed his hand against the ground, once, twice. Small flames envelop it, rising from the fur. Before he buried it into his chest and set his core ablaze. 

✵✵✵✵

Distantly, Macaque could hear another yell. But he’s too tired to lift his head. He’d seen enough, surely he’s seen enough now? The ground felt cold, and he knew it shouldn’t. Not with the fire blazing feet from him. The kid…he’d seen…he was sure he’d seen it. There was no other way to explain that this kid was theirs. Or at least, another version of theirs…he wanted to laugh. 

But what would he be laughing for, again?

She could hear the strangled breaths of the shadow simian, as if he was fading. The thought admittedly shocking her out of her tunnel vision of the parasite to gaze back at the other. The shock alone destabilizing her footing, a momentary bit of panic. She may dislike the ebony simian (her own more so than this one) given all the torment she suffered at ones claws, her shoulder still ached with the ghastly wound.

Turning to face him, concern and fear in her eyes as she goes to turn towards him, to run through the barrier and try and help him. (He looks like he's about to die) she can't let that happen. Blood splatters. Her outfit rips as the claw rakes across her shoulder. The sickly wound of a pitch obsidian black surrounded by purple, a familliar claw shaped mark that begins to bleed from the fresh cut. Her body falling forward-

Only for it to vanish in a puff of golden smoke and a haunting war cry that can roughly be translated to 'Let Wukong Testify For Me!' before the entire weight of the staff slams down on the infected golden simian, stabbing through his throat and angled to run down into his chest where it ignites, burning flesh, muscle and even down to segments of bone as she plunges it, wedging it deep and barely getting both spots. She targets the thick masses of the stuff, burning at it violently, to give it no chance of escape. She knows she can't get all of it but it's a hasty made strike, not one of perfect precision. Her glamors long gone as fangs are bared in their full entirity. A face mask resembling the essence of a phoenix on her, bright red and orange colors with tints of gold at the edges. Along with a ebony black tail, rather long with segments of golden coloration seeping in at the tip. A claw gripping his hair and yanking his head back as his body collides with the floor hard enough to create a crater like crack. Forcing him to gaze at Macaque.

"Look at him! Look at what you've done Father."

The word spat out like venom, she won't hide her blood ties but she hardly thinks it applies to this one. She is more so using it to dive deep, to shock his brain into thinking, to break free from the trap of the entity. She's seen him peeking out, perhaps this will push it. "He's dying. This thing is taking him over. It's taken you because you can stop it. He's dying again."

"Because of you."

[sublieu]

IF YOU CAN STILL REMEMBER THE MK X LISTENER PLOT, UH- CAN YOU MAKE IT? You can have your own version of it!

╰┈➤❝ [⋆· *Demi Demon Ruts༉‧₊˚.] ¡! ❞

Warnings: cumflation, cunnilingus, [semi] finger fucking, flirty/perverted Mk, ruts, marking

A.n: I'm still gonna do a fic on him. Don't think I'm not gonna.

Mentions: @mortal-mayhem @zmzsnakes @yellowaxol @fallenplantation

Ah yes, the time of mating season, where demons, animals, gods and goddesses come together to be rid of their awful punishment their body decides to lay upon them.

But for Mk, this affected him worse.

He could barely concentrate on working, helping and partying. It was as if the whole world was colliding in on him, and now he's stuck in his room hiding away and trying to bear through the suffering.

Mk was confused, everything felt fuzzy and dizzy. The room had an unbearably thick smell, as if you were there attempting to comfort him as he wore your favorite oversized shirt that you 'borrowed' from him. Until Wukong showed up.

"Kid, you've been missing trainin- jesus christ did you spray the place or something?!"

Wukong yells as he coughs and wheezes, Mk just hid deeper inside him fluffy blanket, he felt as if he was gonna die from embarrassment when everything suddenly clicked for the golden brown monkey.

"Mk, are you going through a *pfft* rut?"

He stutters as he fails to hide his laughter, plopping down on his bed whilst continuing to laugh at the brunette's misery. Patting down his back and hearing him purr shortly after.

"How is this even possible?! I'm not even a demon much less a demigod!" "Well, technically.. you are a demigod, but that still means you're gonna suffer ruts like every other demon does."

Wukong sighs and pulls the blanket away, his heart breaking when he sees how much poor Mk was suffering as tears ran down his eyes. Silently sobbing as he held his knees together to ease the pain for him in a way.

"Kid, I can find a way to help you deal with your situation buuutttt it's gonna cost you" "Anything Wukong please!"

Mk sobs and begs, the demon groans as he scratches his head, looking for bugs as gets up and summons his Nimbus to collect some ingredients.

"You're gonna need to isolate yourself for atleast 2 weeks, not only that, you have to keep physical touch to an absolute low. Which means your little girlfriend and your friends are gonna have to keep a far distance from you for the time being" Wukong starts as he picks up and empty bottle he could find around Mk's room that he wasn't using at the moment.

Mk laid there as he tried to rest, his eyes slowly starting to drift as Wukong's last sentence was a blur.

"Oh and do not touch yourself, no jerking off nothing. Understand? I'll tell Pigsy and your friends to let you rest for the next 2 weeks" the demon continues and stands on his Nimbus before flying off to let his apprentice rest.

Diary entry #1

So I just cleaned up my room (finally) and is currently eating noodles Pigsy made for me. Honestly if it wasn't for him Mei would have to cook and I'm scared of her cooking cus the last time the fish stew she made for me actually bit on my fork. IT BIT MY FORK. Signing off, finna watch tawog and get some more rest -Mk.

Diary entry #2

Y/n just came by my house to drop off groceries today, honestly I love her so so much, she even got me my favorite chocolate too! I'm gonna repay her one day, I'm saving up to buy her V.I.P tickets to that new movie [movie name] that she's been talking about. Lets hope I can save enough to buy her something after. Signing off today again to rest -Mk

Diary entry #3

Just came out of the shower, honestly the cold feels nice for once. I couldn't help but think about y/n today again! I wonder what she's doing? probably playing games or reading something, I just love how cute she looks whenever she's doing something. I could listen to her talk all day and still say nothing cus she's so cute! Signing off today, gonna make some food and go sleep -Mk.

Diary entry #4

I woke up to my 'friend' today, obviously I didn't want y/n or anyone else to come and see me like this. Who knows what they could think! so I touched myself for the first in weeks, I might buy y/n those cute paw stockings she loves so much -Mk.

Diary entry #5

It happened again when I was showering, first I'm thinking about making breakfast and now I'm thinking about y/n bending over just to reach the sugar container. God the way she looks in that cute miniskirt she always wear around the house just makes me feel... fuzzy... -Mk

Diary entry #6

... Nothing new today, same old thing. Read, eat, watch a movie and text y/n.

Diary entry #7

I'm calling her... I can't stand staying in this fucking house alone

Mk writes and proceeds to reach for his phone when out of the blue, Wukong contacts him to check in on how he's doing; Stirring what seems to be a pot in the background as Mk continues looking on his phone.

"Hey Mk!! How ya holding up?"

Wukong starts and wipes a sheen of sweat from his face. Mk responds with an I'm good as he calls y/n, as if completely ignoring his question and paying attention to you.

"M'doin great, You wouldn't mind coming over for some video games or something? - No no it's just the two of us! Promise! - You will? Aww thanks, I'll unlock the door k?"

Mk smiles and hangs up his phone, leaving Wukong confused and slightly worried.

"Mk. who exactly are you calling over?"

He asks and stops stirring as he looks around the boy's room then back to him when he notices how fidgety his fingers were before putting two and two together.

"Mk. No-" "Oh cmon Wukong! I won't bite, too hard atleast" "Mk I'm serious- DON'T YOU DARE HANG UP ON M-"

Wukong threatens before being hung up by Mk, stirring even faster in an attempt to hurry and bring back the medicine when Xi stopped him and told him to stir as gently as possible.

Whilst you stood at Mk's doorway, fixing yourself one last time before hearing his door click and open to see him heaving and wheezing as if he just ran down the steps. You giggled and gave him a kiss on the cheek and entered the well lit house, completely ignorant to the sound of his door clicking and locking.

"So what're you planning to play first? Dance dance revo 3 or Wukong mashup?"

You'd start up a conversation as you were ready to setup his gaming station, placing the games on his carpet when he kneels down beside you to pick. Ultimately choosing dance dance revo.

After hours and hours of just you two giggling and having fun, Wukong texts Mk stating he's almost done making the remedy. Ignoring the message and paying attention to you as you continued dancing.

The way how you were just so steady to the beat, your boobs would jiggle to the slightest movement of your body alongside the sheer amount of sweat you were producing. He was in awestruck as you sat down on the carpet for a breather.

(ง•ᴥ•)ง♪ (◕3◕)╯♫ (¬ᴥ¬)◠◡ ♬ (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)╯♩ 「ᵔᴥᵔ」♫ (¬ᴥ¬) ♬ (ツ)♭

Your bra would reveal itself to the white shirt you were wearing, making you all the more delectable for him. Mk was already struggling just seeing you move and now this? it was almost as if you were subtly punishing him. Whilst distracted, you crawled in between his legs to hug his waist and giggled after he looked down at you, god you were just so cute, how could anyone resist you?

He gave you a quick forehead kiss before slowly trailing down to your lips, things already getting heated between you both as you were quick to take off the other's clothes, leaving you both naked and flustered.

His hands would grab hold of your butt and pulled you closer to him, sloppy, wet kisses would trail from your lips all the way to your chest as he puts his hand down your panty. His cock throbbing and leaking pre the more he played with your body.

Heavy, ragged breaths escaped your lips as you attempt to close your legs. Only for him to pry them open and go down to your dripping pussy, kissing your tummy and licking your clit, sucking on the bud as he pushed two fingers inside. Chuckling at your whimpers and pleas.

You looked so pretty from this view, little tears running down your eyes as you bit your finger hard enough to leave it slightly bleeding. But you couldn't care at the moment as his tongue was already past your slit and inside your velvety walls, until he stopped, popping his tongue and licking his lips as he pulled you closer; His cock pressing at your little bundle of sensitive nerves.

Mk would push the tip inside before snapping his hips upwards inside, making you jump whilst Mk pushed you back down on the carpet. He snickered and kissed your forehead as he held your hand and cooed praises at you, your pleas for him to fuck you comforting him as he gave you a soft thrust up inside you.

You were always wondering why he wore his hair upwards if he looked so cool, and now you finally got the reason why; His sharp teeth alongside the subtle glow of his eyes left you in fear and pleasure.

As your legs wrapped around his waist, it seemed as if he picked up in speed. His thrusts getting faster and rougher as you played with his hair, your moans of his name slip off your tongue like butter as you'd clench your toes from the thrilling pleasure. Your eyes flashing to white when you came for the first time, clawing at your neck and grabbing onto his hair to limit his movements. That ultimately not working as he kept pounding your pussy like it was a toy.

He kept muttering your name as if you were about to disappear if he didn't hold onto you long enough, moaning about how snug and inviting your body was, as if you like molding jelly. Soft to the touch and comfortable to hold, almost like a pillow.

You gave him a soft kiss which he immediately returns, his hands securely colliding your hips to his, you were gonna have marks later for sure you thought.

"Keep going~" "You're doing so so good Mk~"

You whisper to his ear, cooing and coddling him even though he's fucking to cloud-9. Your hands reaching to hold his as your climax was coming closer and closer, almost feeling him kissing your womb as you told him to go faster. Throwing your head back and looking into his eyes a second time, seeing that the glow changed to pink and his growling was being ever so evident. Was he staring at you or was he so distracted by your body he couldn't even look at you. But he was actually close to cumming soon too, getting ready to flood your ovaries with his sticky, warm cum.

Your eyes were flashing to white again, your manicured nails digging into his flesh and leaving cuts all over his arms as he fucked every bit of his cum inside. Your belly bloating as he rested on your chest after pulling out, most of his cum seeping out of you and onto the carpet you shared as you both started laughing and share a kiss.

"Didn't your mentor say that we shouldn't be around each other for two weeks?" "Honestly fuck him" "Wooooow real fucking nice Mk"

Wukong sarcasticly speaks up and caused you two to jump up and scramble to cover up. He sighs and throws the bag of pills and liquid for Mk to hold as he made orange juice.

"You guys even fucked on the carpet, seriously? the carpet? Couldn't you have atleast done it on the couch? And you call me and macaque fucking animals".

©𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐; 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

[spotsupstuff]

rambling bout the mandarin dub of s3 special (part 2)

before i do skedaddle onto more mandarin, i do actually wanna say- grollow has said a few times that they find Porty's sudden appearance very random which i do kinda agree with, but it also makes me think a tad. my three thoughts as to why He poked his head out are so far this: 1. shameless fanservice, as Porty is prolly the most liked Xiaotian clone 2. the crew needed a hype man more than anything to go thru their plan, so Xiaotian summoned Porty cuz das basically all that the clone does, did while he stayed and literally self-destructed the moment danger showed up instead of helpin 3. as per ar-blackshaw's and sketching-shark's theory convo, Porty has been alikened to Six Ear in the theory that Six is a clone of Sun Wukong's. Six is on the team now! Why not bring in the new generation of version of him in as well, yanno! sounds like a fun lore poke for the fandom ✨

Him Mouth... BUT ALSO he doesn't say "C'MOOOON" in the mandarin one which means he just Makes Noises n those are always fuckin PEAK up in this bitch, shit's fuckin hilarious

someone else pointed this out on twitter before i did a "try to understand now" rewatch actually, but SWK here calls Xiaotian "my little hero" which like fuck my heart, i guess

there's this tiny little quick inhale n exhale from Six Ear here and it fuckin Kills me

still not over Six Ear pullin THAT shit outta him chest n still not over Sun Wukong just BLASTIN that shit outta his hand like that, everytime i hear the fuckin sound effect of him shootin the energy i just go "Jaysus Fuck" like its so strong compared to Six Ear's wimpy ass weak sauce bullshit of a shadow emo energy stream it takes me out without fail, that thing could be aliken to a damb Spaceship Take Off

two things: 1. instead of "monkey" she only calls Xiaotian "little hero", for those wondering 2. her mandarin "no. it's pain/suffering." actually sounds so Tired and Pained- the no especially makes me think that at this point she's as far as struggling to get any words out

THIS MANS SAYS SHIIIIIIFU SO FUCKIN SMUGLY N BITCHY IM GON BITE HIS MINERAL ASS GO OFF KING

so mandarin Six Ear is known especially to me to have a VERY steady voice. he's incredibly calm almost thru fuckin Everything, including this special. his voice never rises up- it's almost as if he was stuck in a suave manipulative threat mode constantly

Except This One Fucking Time.

THIS interaction is what BREAKS his calm demeanor after ALL the seasons- he did NOT go squeaky in his debut episode (not countin the trainin sesh cuz that was more like choked up/running out of breath), he did NOT go squeaky upon recounting the events that build him up into what he is, he did NOT go squeaky over bein abducted by the not-mayor, basically enslaved by the White Bone Spirit and later on INFUSED with the bone demon's powers, no.

what fuckin breaks him is bein compared to the one person he was presumably created from. (very tempted to say sib culture wins here)

i was quite a tad worried at first that the mandarin dub would end up not giving SWK the emotional weak moments because the voice acting when he breaks out of WBS's control n thanks Xiaotian did not have the same shaky hit to it like the og english version had

i was... pleasantly surprised at the same time as distraught over how small and... Weak and lost THE Great Sage sounds when he gives his apology to his kid, though

he is So genuinely sorry. it hurts him that he hurt his little hero

after Xiaotian makes his joke with the noodles, he sounds close to tears. first he panics over being misunderstood, he stumbles thru his words and then he curls up, voice stretched out in a way that makes me think of my own before i cry. and then his words fade out in a raspy sigh

and it is still Weak and Raspy and charmingly Imperfect in the last sentences we hear from Sun Wukong

[pamgkrthwrites]

Your Omega verse made me into an aroused mess ngl!! 😍 So I wanna know what headcanons you can come up with that involves Apex Alpha Sunny and Alpha Mac hehe with their Omega!! I don’t really have a specific topic tbh I just wanna know what you can come up with lol (Also I’m 21 so you don’t have to worry bout me being too young UwU)

The following content is for a 18+ audience. If you are under the age of 18 do not read below.

Apex Alpha Wukong

Wukong wasn't looking for an Omega, you just sort of fell into his life. Unlike his Yandere counterpart, he doesn't kidnap you and actually tries to court you. Most Apex Alpha go for Alphas or Betas because they are closely aligned with their personality and career. For an Apex Alpha to even look at an Omega was seen as a blessing in an Omega's eyes, being courted by one is something else.

Being courted by one does bring some negative attention. People are very judgemental about an Apex dating an Omega. They would never say something bad about the Apex, but they will bully you. Wukong catches on to your distressed scent and if you walk past them while with him, he will be able to tell.

He is very protective of you. Will tear off someone's arm if they touch you in a way you don't like. When you two go to bed he wraps his whole body around you and if you start crying in your sleep he will lick away your tears and look after you.

As for sex, he does try to be gentle but he really can't help it sometimes. During Ruts he will just keep fucking you, even when he has knot. If it's before being marked he will make sure he doesn't mark you. He is drooling and his fangs are showing, but he won't mark you. After he has marked you though? Oh be ready for bite marks all over your body.

His favorite place to fuck you while you are in heat is your own nest. The power trip he gets. You trust him to be there and he uses that. In reference to his breeding kink, he pumps you up and prays you get pregnet. The only time you get a break is if you pass out, then he will stop.

Alpha Macaque

He is so, so gentle with you. He becomes a soft Alpha, but only for you. In public he acts tough but once you start speaking its rainbows and butterflies. He doesn't care if people see it or think of him for it. It does become a problem if people use his love you aginst him. He is ripping out their throats and eating their eyes.

He is similar to his Ynader counerpart, where he thinks he is unworthy, but he still goes for it. He sends a letter to you with his scent over it to give you an opening. It does take a while to officially court you but it does happen.

He is protective of you but in the paranoid way. He fears you'll leave him for someone like Wukong. He doesn't let you be around Apex Alphas and most Alphas. If you spend all day with a friend he fears he isn't doing enough for you.

Now for the smut. Rough, some dub-con elements. First rut with him will get you marked. He doesn't hold back. You won't even know he has started a rut until you face first into something and he is tearing off your pants and underwear and shoving his dick into you. He will hold out on knotting as long as he can but once he knots he cools down and gets you both in the shower while you are still on his dick and now have a mark on your neck.

In your heats, he is being a power bottom. He wants to look at you bounce on his dick while you cry for him to go deeper. He loves the sight. He holds you tightly by the waist and forces you up and down on his cock as he thrusts into you. When he cums and knots, he waits for your reactions. If you are still wanting more he will finger your ass and suck on your chest. If you are tied afterwards he lays you down on his chest and pats your head. Once his knot is done, round 2.

[little-mouse-gardens]

Tysm for the tag @mjjune !

my words: break, oppose, recognize, cross, fuck

your words: lineage, grudge, revoke, restrain, agile

tagging : @anechomirrored, @creatrackers, @angelasscribbles, @angelswing236, @space-cadead, @aninkwellofnectar, @minutiaewriter, and anyone else who wants to participate!

🐯= The Great Beasts (jttw + monkie kid)

🦊= The Grimwood kids (the owl house)

🦋= bluebottle manor (undertale + undertale aus)

🌧️= summer showers (a Tokyo revengers story idea i have)

🦊- Break

"aren't you kids going to take a break?" may called, dusting some fallen pine needles off her shoulders, "you've been up there for the past five hours!"

"No way!", Nadia called back as she narrowly avoided having king slip off her back.

"Yeah, aunt may" felicity added, "the journal said the sunset in a bottle held the keys to unlocking old memories!"

may furrowed her brows "what does that mean?"

"We honestly have no clue auntie!" Quinn replied, dodging a few branches luz broke off "at this point we're just going of a random coffee-stained journal and sheer boredom."

🐯- oppose

"If you oppose what he's doing then say something to him!" Qiaolian cried with exasperation as she grabbed Chuntao's shoulders

"don't just sit by and let him get away with this! wukong is literally destroying the celestial army as we speak! he has caused complete havoc and now decided to pick a fight with entire army of heaven!

where do we draw the line, Chuntao!? Where does this madness end!?"

The room was completely silent for a moment.

The tension in the room weighing down on the Chuntao, her sisters and her mother as shaking of the mountain grew stronger.

The weight of her sister's words quickly sunk into Chuntao as she looked down at the ground to try and weigh the options she had left.

the two options that would likely change her future.

whether the outcome would be positive, or negative was entirely up to fate and how merciful the gods could be on her.

🌧️-recognize

there was a small part of her that wished didn't recognize that photo.

a small part of here that wished she could rip the polaroid up into shreds and scatter them to the wind, so she didn't have to keep reliving this shit every time she saw it.

the distant melody of 'what a time' was almost muffled to her now as she stared at the photograph of her and Baji in front of the Ferris wheel.

tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. pursing her lips and doing her best to try and ignore the aching in her chest.

it happened every now and again. twelve years since she remembered hugging him last and the twenty-seven-year-old still couldn't move on from his death.

what should have been joyful memories became painful memories.

the scar she carried with her as teenager still remained with her as an adult and she knew no amount of comfort would ever bring back what she had lost.

cross (this one is for a bunch of oneshots i have for an undertale au i want to make)

in all seriousness.

was she really going to cross this bridge?

looking at it now. it didn't seem like a safe idea and Blair began to realize how old this bridge actually was.

for starters, the ropes were clearly worn. with visible parts of the ropes missing and stretched thin.

another thing she noticed was the boards of the bridge.

the old birchwood was chipped, rotted and covered in moss. some of the planks were even missing.

not to mention the fact it rained just a few days prior to her arrival. which meant the boards would be extremely slippery and difficult to traverse.

all in all. this looked like a guaranteed death sentence, and she would gladly kick the shit out of kurtis for even suggesting this as a 'shortcut' when she got back into town.

🦋-fuck

"Wait a minute. hold the fuck up..."

ashley quickly removed her eye mask to see what was lying next to her

"Who the fuck is pulling my blanket off-"

her face completely dropped the moment the mask came off.

quickly realizing what-no-who was laying in her bed

her eyes remained wide and locked. completely frozen in place as her gaze remained glued to the figure beside her.

Red.

The giant gold fanged skeleton that came just a little above her head. the same guy who arrived here with his brother literally a month ago. was in bed with her.

completely shirtless (possibly more if she dared to check under her sheets)

he was just halfway under her sheets. in bed. with her.

..................

it did take Ashley's brain a few seconds to fully register her current situation.

.... but when she did.

she reacted accordingly.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!?"

Find the Word Game

thanks so much to @jamieanovels and @isabellebissonrouthier!! my favorite game 🥹

my words: instant, empty, flash, quell, vain / plump, freckle, blue, gaze, star

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your words: break, oppose, recognize, cross, fuck

these are all from my red riding hood retelling, twtr!

In the instant of fight or flight, adrenaline pumping through his veins, a teenager with an ax had struck.

He could make empty promises: I’ll never die, The Wolf couldn’t kill me, I’ll always protect you. But those are just lies, and she is no longer a child. She wouldn’t have believed them when she was a child, either.

The fox looks over its shoulder, and even from the distance, he feels the eyes daring into him. At first, normal eyes, but they flash sliver, as quick as a blink.

The other two knights, young and inexperienced but had shown promise during magical resistance training, point in opposite directions, arguing about which area is safest to make camp. They’re both wrong. Their arguing is only putting them in more danger, but Magnus has given up trying to quell them.

“All of our attempts at tracking The Wolf have been in vain. Now it has trespassed twice, and we were completely unaware until it was too late.”

He meets her eyes briefly, before finding the familiar spot on her face where his eyes always land: a mole hidden among the freckles just below her left eye. It’s only visible when the fire flickers just right.

She wears a simple dress, a light blue that’s not much more extravagant than her casual attire.

“I can tell you are in pain.” She glares, but keeps her gaze down, backing away from him. “No, I’m not.”

He collapses on the stone beside her. The last thing he sees is her soft ginger hair flashing between stars.

Nothing for plump!!

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