#And with MK using the crown on Wukong

[imminent-danger-came]

do you think the writers are being too slow revealing what happened with wukong and macaque? like should the full story been revealed in s4

That's very subjective!

For me personally, I'm totally fine with how it's played out. We get enough tidbits every season/developments with their dynamic that I'm pretty content. I also just think that when the time comes, how they choose to reveal that information to us (and especially to MK) will have optimal impact!

Idk, I just think it's going to work out you know

[miifu666]

I finally drew LMK wukong... while also making him yandere because uh.. i like yanderes, we need more yan!Wukong content pls 🙏🥹 anyway Heres my rendition of what yandere lmk sun wukong would be like.. maybe ooc, ive only watched season 1...

Also not proofread— At ALL

⋆˙⟡ — Cw : Yandere, Dub-con, ooc lmk Wukong?, art is wukong x oc but writing is Wukong x reader, not proofread.

I imagine Yan!Wukong to be the type who taunts you about his past actions, how feral and rebellious he was, able to defeat the entire heavenly army and scared the Jade emperor out of his wits just for existing in flower fruit mountain. This only happens when you disobey him ofc, you left the cabin? Denied his wants to feed you himself? Maybe its time to remind you who he is

" See how i was back then? I was a Savage, untamed even if i had that stupid crown around my head. You wouldn't want me to be like that now do you, Peaches? "

He's a sweetheart, Patience and Virtue is a thing he learned the most during his years of living. Yet, unpredictability is also his nature. Especially as a monkey king. There are times when he would tolerate you acting bratty, a bit Defiant is all fun, but when the day comes where he's fought too many Yaoguais, Demons, and Alike. All he wants is your comforting touch soothing him of his worries. The last thing he needs is your uncooperative attitude.

" Peaches... im not in the mood for this. Eat the food. Now. Ive been kind to you. It's either you eat the food or ill get rough."

Wukong is canonically someone who hasnt experienced any romantic nor sexual attraction, the moment he does. He doesn't have a clue on what to do. All he can think of is being in his monkey nature, which includes being possessive, territorial, dominating, and providing you with nutrients. He doesn't trust others enough to help him with his feelings, barely have the guts to ask Bajie if you're in a bad mood. He prefers to wait for others to give him advice (not that he'll take to account).

"MK doesn't know anything, he's a kid! He doesn't understand love like i do... like us adults do. Im doing this to PROTECT you, peaches!"

There might be times where he'll be more touchy than usual, conditioning you to feel comfort and used to his physical affection. Wukong is nothing but patient, he knows how to pavlov you into feeling relaxed once you feel his hands. You'll notice his punishments ranged from letting him groom you, mark you and finally letting him eat you out.

The euphoric bliss whenever he touches you or caught a whiff of your scent is tantalizing, Due to this, he prefers to be the one to serve you rather than you serving him. A king needs his Queen to bleed his heart into, not a concubine who perfoms.

" ah, ah ah~ Remember what i said? You either let me groom your pretty head or i might change things up a little..."

Wukong who gloats about the ring around your finger, making sure everyone. Even the heavens. Know, who you belong to. Theres no such thing as divine intervention, HE willed this fate, HE knit the red threads of fate till it spells your name. Theres an endless amount of love flowing through his heart for you, it seeps through timelines and past reincarnations. Even if your current life is done in this world, he'll continue on finding you. Binding you with him, gripping your heart so close till it beats in harmony with his. He'll make sure to leave an imprint of himself in your soul, even your future consorts needs to know him in order to understand you.

While you came from another world, your own destiny is temporary in his. Wukong will fight tooth and nails to defy the stars just to have you as his permanently. He'll create his own thread. His own happy ending with you.

And if theres anyone who dares to leak the rough details about your hostage love life... hes not known as the god of trickster for nothing

" if the moon and stars are reflection of the past, would they know how many lifetimes have i been loving you before our souls reconciled in this one?

Because i couldn't possibly have just learned to love you this much, all in this single lifetime"

Artwork ©️ Miifu666

Writings ©️ Miifu666

[swkbiggestdefender]

///LMK SEASON 5 EP 9 SPOILERS

Tw: su*cide

The crown was something used so wukong wouldn't kill/hurt others

and now it was used so he wouldn't kill himself

Mk and wukong are both extremely selfless when it comes to their lives they'll throw it to each other and everyone else

"Thank you for coming back"

"I don't want to lose you mk"

Those words meant so much to mk he must have felt guilty about backing out on his sacrifice so having wukong thank him for it must have removed alot of weight on his shoulders

[itsabouttimex2]

Eclipse Kings

Part Four: Sweet Little Star

(Part One: Mountain Monkeys) (Part Two: Barbed Dusk) (Part Three: Wild Dawn) (Part Four: You Are Here)

(Extra One) (Art! Thank you to @lemon-ti)

(The “servants” around this lovely ecliptic pagoda are well-tailored to the needs of their lords, no matter the scenario- including hot meals and tension breakers.

You are the only sanctuary that MK has ever known. Through blistering summers spent as the shores of a rippling blue lake, through winters spent huddled together under a stack of blankets, hidden in a hole of straw-lined mud to try and avoid withering chills.

You are all the “home” that MK knows.

But the two demons who call him are certainly trying their damnedest to make up for lost time… to very little avail.

“Since we found you so late yesterday, we never got a chance to celebrate your birthday, Xiaotian... we can-

“Yesterday wasn’t my birthday,” the boy huffs, fingers deeply kneading the thick cotton trim of his new cape. “That’s not until winter.”

“…Xiaotian,” Macaque says, almost astonished at how confidently incorrect his son was, “you were born in the middle of autumn - who told you that it was winter?”

“Y/N.”

“…ah. No, that- okay,” he huffs, pinching the growing knot on his scarifying forehead- without the crown, his usual gouges were quickly healing - as he quickly pieced things together. “They didn’t know your birthday, so… so they just made that up. You were too little to remember the day, so Y/N lied-“

“Nuh uh! They wouldn’t lie to me !”

“…my bad, kid. Of course not. No, you were too little to remember, so Y/N just… pretended to know so you could celebrate. But your real birthday is in the middle of fall- it was yesterday.”

“No, cause it’s in the winter!”

Wukong laughs as his sable mate sits beside him, nestling into the plush cushions and groaning.

“Easy, moonbeam. Don’t push yourself- he’s still a toddler. We’ll get through to him.”

“I’d rather him just remember us and everything we did together,” Macaque snaps back throwing his head into Wukong’s lap- who, for his part, begins to smooth out the inky tresses of fur laid out before him. They stay there for a minute, quietly enjoying each other’s company, and then-

All of Macaque’s ears stiffen, six sharp points flaring up under his fur, which Wukong fluffs to hide them from sight. As much as he loves them, his mate’s feelings are very dissimilar.

He looks over with both hands over Macaque’s ears, looking to the marble doorway-

And it’s just you , wearing “your” lovely sky-blue hanfu, sash shoddily tied and silk pouch held close.

The umbrakinetic demon stands up without a noise, slowly walking over to you for a closer examination- he had heard about your little fit, and didn’t want a repeat for himself.

“It suits you,” Macaque says, giving an approving look to your new outfit- he reaches for the sash, maybe to correct or tighten it, but pulls away when you flinch, simply saying: “You can keep it. If you want.”

Be polite. You want this outfit. And you want the pouch. Be polite.

“…thank you. And.. were you… talking about his birthday?”

The king rolls his shoulders to stretch them, causing the thick spikes of fur on his head to swish and temporarily dip over his many, many forehead scars- they’re a lot more obvious now that he’s smashed the barbed circlet and scrubbed the dried blood from his forehead. “We were. Xiaotian didn’t know that it was in the middle of autumn. I hear the two of you celebrated it in winter.”

“Well, most of the time- it was just whenever snow fell for the first time in the year- I… I really didn’t have… I didn’t have too much to work with. So it was… usually in winter, or really late fall, one time we got really unlucky and it was mid-spring.”

“…what do you mean, ‘unlucky’?” Asks the Monkey King, standing up from his lavish recliner to replace all his accessories, each string of citrine beads and looping gold chains clinking against each other as he threaded them back into place. “I don’t remember ever hearing the mortals talk about a bad snow during spring- not anytime this century, at least.”

“It wasn’t bad- not for anyone else. We- MK and I,” you start, trying to ignore their little twitches at you using his nickname, “we lived in a little sunken hut. It was always falling apart in place, and- and I had to patch it up all the time- so snow was always really hard, cause it would make the mud I used all wet, and it’d drip from the holes-“

“You were using mud to keep your house together?”

Both of them share the same look, worriedly gazing upon little MK with a sort of regretful hindsight, thinking on how hard it must’ve been for him to reside in that squalid, rotted hovel- though Wukong is the one who speaks up. “So you- you and Xiaotian were living in a little muddy wreck?”

Macaque- you can’t read his expression, not quite, stares on with a deeply set frown- if you had to wager a guess, he seems to be some form of vaguely disappointed . Maybe that’s standard for kings when they hear about things like this. You don’t really care what he thinks- not when MK was fed, warm, and happy.

That was enough for you.

If they wanted to pull back and say it wasn’t enough for them, then- oh well.

But that’s not what happens. There is no remand or reproach, nor any discouraging words as to your care of their darling boy.

They just frown, thinking of what you- and more importantly, MK - might have gone through.

And you frown too, caught in a tense silence louder than any storm, more charged than a bolt of lightning forming in graying skies.

It’s simply… too much. There’s been too much everything across too little a timeline to accommodate for proper adjustment, so now everything has wound to a point of near shattering, fractures displayed so prominently across the terse “bond” shared that they were nearly visible to the naked eye.

And it isn’t for a solitary second that the quiet stretches on, heavy and suffocating- it’s pervasive, leaving you all standing there quietly.

You can feel their eyes on you, assessing, judging—not just your words but the years you spent with MK, the choices you made when you had nothing to work with but scraps and hope. They’ve swooped in now, claiming- reclaiming, as the nagging voice in your head reminds - him as theirs, and though you know he’s safer here, better provided for, the thought leaves a bitter taste in your mouth.

He had been fine without them.

He had been fine with you.

Why couldn’t it have just kept being you and- not your “temporary charge” Qi Xiaotian, Golden Star of Flower Fruit Mountain- but your little brother, MK?

Life had been miserably hard. It had been cold and drudging and dreary, and more than once you had come to one of the many peering peaks across the mountain, and sat on the idea of a quick end to the struggling.

And you had met your little “Monkie Kid”, just as cold and alone as you had been.

He had not just been your little brother-

He had been your entire reason for living.

And what did you have to live for now, with two people who could grant him ever luxury and possession a child could desire?

What did you have to live for?

Was there anything you-

“Excuse me,” calls a curt voice from behind, slicing the tension with practiced, professional ease. “We’ve prepared dinner for you, my lords.”

Like a metal door long unopened, there’s a hesitant, straining moment before the inevitable give , and then you all turn to look- at a very lovely woman. Her hair has been trimmed chin-short and styled into thick black waves, pulled to each side of her face to prominently display a golden ferronnière.

“My husband and I have finished cooking, and we wished to call you in before the meal grew cold,” she says, utterly unabated by the gone-cold atmosphere. “So we insist that you come and eat soon- preferably, right now. ”

There is no rolling of heads or smashing of bones arisen from the terse almost-command, and instead the Monkey King nods along with a chuckle and a laugh half-forced. “Of course, of course. Sorry for forgetting-“

“If you were truly sorry, you’d be in the kitchen eating all of our hard work.”

“Ahahaha! Fair enough! Moonbeam, let’s go have dinner. We can talk about celebrations tonight, together- when it’s quieter.”

Without you around to interject, of course.

Because why would anyone care about how long you spent in a crumbling shack held half-together with scraps of scrounged fabric and dried mud when you offered inconvenient things like “makeshift birthdays” and “learned attachments”?

Before your thoughts get too seething, the woman lightly claps her hands, snapping you and MK to attention.

“Since the two of you have… “lived a life of little substance”, let’s say, we’ve prepared a list of softer meals to help you both adjust to proper eating as quickly as possible- in about the course of a week. Sudden indulgence to richer foods could sicken you both- especially Lord Xiaotian. Today we’ve made a honeyed rice porridge with ripe tropical fruit, but I imagine you’ll also see fortified broth with bouillon powder, and… well, we’d be here all day if I laid them all out.

As the woman sends you and your brother down a hall together, before turning back to her eployers.

“And,” she whispers to the two kings, voice nearly low enough for you miss it, “ we’ve set aside some fruit purée and steamed milk with honey, if nothing else will work.”

“You are such a gem,” Macaque breathes, expressly pleased with her loyal diligence. “Now, if you’ll excuse me-“

“Your children are waiting,” she confirms, nudging him along. “Hurry and eat with them-“

And though he starts to correct her, to clarify that you are in fact not his child- the woman is gone in a swish of her long green dress.

You keep your head down, one hand gripping all of MK’s tiny fingers during your unflinching trek down the ornate hall. There’s hand-drawn pictures of many different demons, all portrayed with respect and pride. In one a purple minotaur holds an axe over his shoulder, horns and blade polished to a shine, in the next he’s standing beside a red-robed woman, tears brimming through his amber eyes as they focus on a small bundle in her arms. In another there’s a pachyderm demon, portrayed with thick glasses and a gargantuan stack of books- including one he must’ve been working on when the picture was drawn. The next is a bird with golden wings held aloft, spear dug into a training dummy made of stone. Then a lion, holding as many mortals possible aloft while trudging in waist-deep waters. One after another, demon after demon- though only those same four, aside from the woman.

Whoever they are, the kings clearly cherish them.

And said demons walk in unison just backwind of you, though their steps lack the carefree rhythm of easygoing camaraderie. They are just in steady lockstep, too close behind for comfort. You can hear the faint clinking of Wukong’s gold chains and the occasional rustle of Macaque’s red and black robe as they exchange glances, silent communication passing between them.

And then MK squeezes your fingers at tightly as his little fingers allow- a familiar gesture you’ve known through harsh nights and sluggish days, through famine and sickness and chill.

An anchor of reassurance in the overwhelming storm of unfamiliarity.

The shift you underwent was violent and painful. You had woken up half-paralyzed and nude, being scrubbed down by the two beings you feared most, incapable of speaking or moving- it had left a not-insignificant mark.

But MK?

MK had made a choice. He had chosen to come back, you were sure of it, sure that he had made a deal for your safety and retrieval alongside his own- of course he was going to adjust better than you.

But he was still a little boy.

A little boy who had spent his life in the hollow embrace of mud walls and patchwork blankets, in the firm grip of your scarred arms. This was a kingdom of excess, a world so vast and strange that it overwhelmed just as much as it comforted. He looks up to you, his tiny thumb fiddling with your knuckles, and you know what is being asked.

Are you staying?

You squeeze his hand back.

Always.

Neither of you is exactly cozy , but the air between you feels warmer for that little exchange, the newfound fuzziness lasting until the tall and gilded arc of a lavish dining room stands before the two of you, beckoning in.

Inside, the dining room gleams with you might bitterly call opulence . The long table stretches nearly half the length of the room, carved from a dark wood polished to a mirror’s finish. Gold filigree edges the surface, intertwining in swirling patterns that catch the warm glow of the lanterns overhead. The chairs are high-backed and cushioned, draped in fine fabrics with purple and gold-threaded embroidery. The centerpiece is a grand arrangement of flowers- peach blossoms and chrysanthemums interspersed with glowing lotuses.

The sheer decadence is suffocating .

MK gasps loudly at the sight, his wide eyes reflecting the glittering splendor. You squeeze his hand again, grounding him, grounding yourself. The boy looks up at you, half in wonder, half in unease. You feel it too- the crushing weight of not belonging. This isn’t your world. Not really. Not ever.

Not yet.

A man; dressed as elegantly as the woman that you presume to be his wife, is stocking the table with loaded plates. Not a drop spills onto his gold-lined white tangzhuang, no matter how much he moves.

“It’s an honor to be serving you again, Lord Xiaotian. And an honor to serve his savior, dear child.

He pushes up the bridge of his circular glasses, causing a sharp gleam to roll over them before coming over to usher you both in.

“Now, please- take your seats.”

There’s two chairs set aside specifically, both piled with stiff cushions to help someone of the height-disadvantaged reach the table- MK’s is especially egregious, containing no less than four.

Speaking of the boy, he tugs at your hand again, his curious eyes shifting between you and the chair meant for him. “Can we really sit here?” he whispers, voice laced with awe and a hint of anxiety.

Before you can answer, Macaque’s low voice cuts through the air as he and Wukong stride into the room after you, affably clapping their servant on his shoulders. “Of course you can,” he says, his tone soft but firm as both golden eyes land on you both. “This is your home now, Xiaotian. You can be wherever you want.”

Home. The word burns.

Maybe it sears even worse than the branding iron that haunts your dreams.

You take the seat beside his, allowing the cushion to sink as best it can under your meager weight, providing a nice abatement to your sore legs- though the cream Macaque had used to clear out grime and dirt had stopped burning not long after it was used, there was a dull ache left from both the concoction and, well… everything , really.

The man with glasses places bowls of warm, sweet-smelling rice porridge before you and MK, forcing your eyes to the bowl. The simple meal is an obvious concession to your past, but the presentation is impeccable, garnished with thin slices of banana and a drizzle of honey. It’s almost too beautiful to eat. Almost .

MK digs in immediately , tiny hands clutching the spoon with the clumsy enthusiasm only a child could muster. His muffled hum of delight sounds out at the first bite, drawing adoring coos from the two kings, and a faint, weary smile from you.

He deserves this, you think. He deserves a hundred lifetimes of warm meals, safe beds, and more love than his little heart could stand to hold.

You, however, hesitate. The porridge is still steaming, the honey forming golden rivulets over the creamy surface, but you can’t bring yourself to taste it just yet. It feels foreign, indulgent in a way that grates against the life you’ve lived- against the life that has shaped you into a scrapes-by survivor accustomed to spare bits of fuel.

You manage to lift the spoon and take a small bite.

The honeyed porridge is warm and sweet, slices of ripe banana on top to add a buttery texture that melts effortlessly on your tongue, imbuing a whisper of richness to each bite.

It’s good. Too good. It makes your chest ache.

Hunger is the world you have known, sprinkled through every aspects of your life in pieces. In the cold of winter on your stick-thin ribs, never enough meat to keep warm. In the gnawing ache that follows you to sleep. In the morning, curling like smoke in your chest as you wake, already weary. Hunger walks beside you, a shadow that stretches long.

A word heartbreakingly uttered from the lips of your darling little brother, spurring you to further and further extremes to keep him fed.

But today you are both full and warm, dressed and clean.

The thought pricks your eyes with tears, and the spoon seizes as a lump grows in your throat.

You could have never given this to MK.

The movement of your unwieldy hand grows faster and faster, shoveling more and more of the sweet porridge into your mouth, smearing it over your lips as tears begin to fall. Your spare hand drifts downwards to cusp the mildly growing curve of your stomach, feeling the meal compound through you. You drop the intricate spoon, and it clatters uselessly to the ground. In favor of scooping the meal bite by bite into your mouth, you do the simplest- and more importantly, fastest- thing possible.

You upend the contents directly into your mouth, the honeyed porridge spilling past your lips and onto your chin and cheeks. You drain it to the last drop and lick the remnants like a starving dog, and then set down the exquisite piece of china to reveal the tears dribbling over the sticky mess across your face.

“I want more,” you beg, voice plain and will broken. “Please, I-“

“ I don’t want to be hungry anymore.”

“…get them another bowl,” says Macaque, looking at you more closely than ever before. “As many as they need.”

”Until they’re full.”

[fanged-fanfics]

on my hands and KNEES for a fic involving the circlet. i feel like it could be used so EFFECTIVELY for x reader angst but i never see it (wukong x reader hurt/comfort but HES getting comforted real not fake)

🧡👑 Heavy is the Crown That Crushes the Head — Wukong x GN! Reader Fic👑🧡

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort || they/them pronouns for reader || Warning for descriptions of circlet-induced pain/implied trauma

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Li Jing's brash and cruel actions against the King affected him more than he was letting on. He was keeping up a brave and happy face, making it seem outwardly that it hadn't been bothering him too badly. That's what he'd always done, especially since his retirement. Especially for MK's sake. The kid was already going through so much, he didn't need to be worrying about Wukong on top of that. So he kept up a steel tight mask of a casual attitude, trying his best to not let any crack show through.

You, however, weren't so easily brushed away. You knew him better than Wukong sometimes knew himself, and that fact did often make Wukong just a bit nervous around you. There was a very brief pause in all the running and fighting, one where Wukong had distanced himself from MK and Macaque. He sure as hell didn't want Macaque making any snide comments right now.

You'd found him not long after he'd hidden, gently and carefully approaching him. "Wukong?" You began, sitting a few feet from him. Wukong gave you his default disarming grin "Yeah, peach? What's up?". "Are... are you okay?" You began, getting straight to the point "And I mean.. really okay. Not just 'surviving' or 'making it'". Wukong's grin faltered, and he looked down at the ground with a frown. "I... I'll be alright, hun. This isn't the first time I've had the world's worst crown on my head" he said. Though there was possibly a small attempt of humor in there, you could sense the genuine vulnerability in his tone.

You hesitated for a second, before reaching a hand out to him. He took it, and his breath faltered at feeling your thumb pet the back of his hand. He exhaled shakily, a hand going to the circlet. "There's really nothing we can do?" You asked, and Wukong shook his head. "No, I've tried. Practically takes a Buddah to do anything to this". You frowned sympathetically, putting your head on his shoulder. You could see his brow furrow, rubbing the circlet on his head. He remembered exactly how it felt. Being treated like a feral beast, like something to be caged and confined, to effectively declaw of his instincts. The first time it happened, at least he could admittedly understand it. He was quite literally a mass murderer back then, back when he needed the guidance of the Journey to end his borderline bloodlust.

But this was far different. This was blatant control. This was Li Jing trying to keep Wukong chained, because he knew the King was itching to settle a score with the man, especially after he got to talking to Nezha about how Li Jing acted. This was an act of malice, not protection. He could feel the familiar feelings from back then swirling in a sickly coil in his chest. Was he still dangerous? He did his best to learn, the Journey was proof of that. Maybe.. maybe all the trouble he was bringing was more than just coincidence. Maybe all these enemies coming back was a sign. He was dangerous. He was still that rough and undisciplined monkey who gnashed his teeth at any who came too close. What was he thinking, bringing this to MK and the others? To you? What kind of a partner was he, to let you fall in the way with his enemies? Maybe removing himself from the team would be better. Maybe-

"Wukong!"

The King was brought out of his spiral by your voice, cutting into his thoughts and adding a jolt of alarm to the mass of doubt he was feeling. He blinked, getting his bearings back as he turned to you. Your concerned frown hit him right in his heart. "I've been calling your name for like 30 seconds- where'd you go?" You asked. Wukong rubbed the back of his neck. "Don't worry about it, bud, I-"

"Please," You cut in imploringly "I know this is hard for you. I know that bastard has you backed into a corner, I... I'd be terrified if I were you. But you're not alone, love. I'm right here. I know I can't begin to imagine all the burdens on your shoulders, but don't be afraid to ask me to help lighten the load". Wukong took in your words, biting his lip to stop it from possibly trembling. He pulled you into a tight hug, burying his face in your shoulder and wrapping his tail tight around your waist. You held him in return, rubbing up and down his back in an attempt to comfort.

Wukong pressed his face more into your warmth, clearing his throat to make sure his voice was steady before talking "It hurts" he admitted "Worse than anything I've ever felt. Gods, it's terrible. I wouldn't wish this on anyone, I can't- I can barely deal with it. I just don't want the kid to worry. He has enough happening, I- I should be strong enough for us both". As the Sage vented, you brought a hand up to his head, gently petting through the fur there. "You are strong, honey" you said to him "But being strong isn't just bottling all this up. You'll always be his hero, Wu. But you're allowed to be human, too".

That last line struck a deep cord. Wukong had lived among humans for years, finding comfort in their creativity and vibrance. He wanted to blend in with them for ages, to have the peace a human life away from the celestials and demons provided. He nuzzled into you, holding you closer "I'll... try. It's not that easy, but.. please, please stick with me. You're my own little sun, you know that?". You nodded, kissing his temple "I will, I promise. You'll be okay. We'll get that thing off of you soon. We're here for you, I've got you"

Finding comfort in your promise, Wukong calmed his breathing, holding you a little less tightly. He finally found himself relaxing, wiping his eyes as he let out a relaxing sigh. "Thank you, really" he said "We.. should probably head back now, huh?". You gave him a reassuring smile, standing and extending a hand to him. He took it, standing with you and keeping his tail wrapped tightly around you. As you two began walking back to MK, you kissed his cheek "Come to me whenever, okay? I'll never turn you away" you reminded softly. Wukong smiled, returning the gesture of affection "I promise, sunbeam"

[yourlocalzombiewriter]

Okay May I request Lego monkey kid Wukong and Macaque with minor deity Reader? Reader lives in a garden and was isolated for so long she genuinely forgot what the outside world was like at times. (Cause humans were getting greedy and they been emotionally and physically hurt at times). Reader values connect so deeply and the garden is hidden by a talisman and guarded by her pet aka giant monster. Headcanons pls and apologies if it too much. I love your work. You can do Black myth Wukong too if you want

Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes,

And nobody knows like me.

(Lego Monkie Kid head-canons,

Black myth: Wukong head-canons.)

Author note: hello!, thank you so much for your request!, I hope you enjoy. Thank you for requesting!. ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Just to reiterate, English isn’t exactly my first language so I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes.

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Lego Monkie Kid:

☀︎Wukong☀︎︎

Loves visiting frequently!, especially when your peaches are in season if your garden homes them.

This is a little head-canon of mine, but he knows how to make flower crowns. He use to make many when he was younger for the other young monkeys.

He always picks the ones he deems prettiest for you.

Depending on if he met you when he was younger (during Journey to the west) or older (during the time of him mentoring MK), he use to love playing hide and seek in the lush trees and bushes. But now older, he loves taking naps under the shade the beautiful trees provide.

Shoo’s off any demons or humans wondering too close to your garden for his liking. Especially after hearing what happened in the past for you to disconnect yourself from the outside.

He knows you have a guard animal but he still does his part as a boyfriend, after all he doesn’t want you to go through unnecessary stress.

Loves your guard animal!, though, the few first times of visiting your garden he either had to trick it or you had order them to stand down.

Once him and your guard animal are more acquainted he loves messing around with them, or feeding them treats. He knows their supposed to be scary and all but he just can’t help it!. Also does that thing where one person is the owner and the other isn’t and sees who the animal chooses first.

If you ever do wish to go outside, he’ll be right there to help you, and lead you to wherever you desire to go.

He loves watching you maintain the garden, he usually hangs up on a tree munching away at whatever fruit is nearest as he watches you water the flowers and crops with such care.

Brings you gifts from the outside as frequently as he can, and if your interested he’ll catch you up on the latest news.

Sometimes he manages to bring two steaming bowls of noodles from pigsy’s to you.

He loves admiring you as you relax on the soft grass, and the sun bathing you softly with its light, you look un-real to him.

Sometimes, when it’s a particularly hard day, he enjoys hiding away in your garden as well. Cuddling up next to you for comfort as you both lounge around the garden.

He doesn’t mind quite moment’s, when it’s so silent you can hear the grass shift with the soft wind, or hear the leaves rattle. How could he?, with you sitting there looking off so peacefully, and him looking at you so happily.

You are his version of your garden, a safe place, and home that no one can intrude upon.

★ ✧ ★

☾Macaque☾

He teleports over frequently when he feel’s overwhelmed with the noise of the outside world.

Because all he can hear is your sweet voice and the comforting sounds of the nature your garden nurtures.

He loves sneaking up behind you from the shadows of the trees. He loves the reactions he gets from it!.

Keeps his distance from your guard animal, but warms up to it eventually!.

Loves visiting at night and seeing the moon light bathe the place with its soft light.

He adore the tranquility of it all, it feels like time slows when he’s there with you. His fast paced days now coming to a slow stop when he’s laying in your arms and watching the flowers dance and sway side to side from the soft blow of wind.

Uses his shadow clones to help around the place if you ever need extra hands.

Has memorized every plant and flower you grow in your garden, but doesn’t stop you from spilling facts about them.

Mk sometimes wonder where he lounge around at when he’s not with the group. Of course, a good guess is his dojang (I believe that is what his home is called apologizes if it’s not!) but in reality he’s resting with you on flower beds.

Never mentions your garden to the crew unless you give the go ahead, but even then he tip toes over the subject, knowing your past experiences.

Puts on shadow plays for you on a particularly uneventful day. He likes seeing the smile that graces your face everytime.

His ears always picks up someone approaching your garden before your guard animal does so he’s quick to alert them.

He adores you, he truly does believe that your as beautiful as your garden, the center piece. He doesn’t understand the good karma he has received to meet you but he’s so greatful.

☀︎ ☁︎ ☀︎︎

Black myth: wukong

Bajie probably stumbled upon your guard animal and Wukong had to jump in.

Paranoid of leading enemy’s to your garden, not that he isn’t assured in himself that he can beat it. But he’d rather you not be stressed out or worry about it.

This doesn’t stop him form pranking you from time to time by transforming to a bug and buzzing around annoyingly. Prepare to have your patients tested by him.

If you have a big enough tree, he probably climbs and chills out in the branches.

Sometimes pulls you up with him and lets you rest and balance on him. He counts this as rest and bonding time.

Absentmindedly picks a flower and places it in your hair in the middle of a conversation.

On cold months, depending on how your garden on works, he either brings the finest cloths and blankets to you. Or if your garden is magically frozen in a spring or summer season then he spends the whole winter season with you, so good luck with that.

Although not one to be picky with fruits, he just prefers the one from your garden the most. To him they taste richer, and juicer.

When a certain fruit is growing on a tree and it’s time for them to be picked, he always picks you up and lets you rest on his shoulder so you can reach them easier. Could he just pick them himself?, yes, but how could he pass an opportunity to show his strength to you.

If you ever wish to venture out of your garden, he’d greatly recommend his mountain as its already protected from demons. He’d happily feel you cling onto him as he flys you over in his nimbus cloud.

On his way to visit your garden sometimes he does see people or demons lingering too close for his comfort. He easily scares them or defeats them before your guard animal encounters them.

Speaking of your guard animal, he’d be pretty neutral about it, he’s glad that he can keep some sort of peace of mind when he’s away from you knowing your under protection. But at the same time not very interested in it. Maybe annoys it from here to there when it’s off duty but aside from that let’s it do it’s job, knowing how important it is.

Brings you some souvenirs, ranging from gold incrusted bracelets and necklaces. To flower’s you may not have in your garden that he thinks you’d enjoy!.

You have on multiple occasions, almost ran out of peaches due to his rapid consumption of them. It’s almost concerning watching him be able to stomach all of them in one sitting.

He likes the peacefulness you and your garden bring him, like as if nothing was wrong, the world is silent and inhabited by only you two. He gets agitated when this peace is disturbed by intruding strangers. And although he has learnt the virtue of patience’s, he can’t help but take offense on your behalf for the intrusion. He likes the thought of you and your garden being only something he gets to indulge in. Your to much of a lovely sight for mere demons and humans to admire.

❁ ☀︎︎ ❁

Thank you so much for the request!, i hope you enjoyed it!.

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[starrclown]

Tragic Sunburst duo headcanon.

Season 5 ending spoiler

Okay so you know that fandom headcanon that Wukong has a scar wear his OLD crown used to be?

Headcanon: When Mk had to use the crown to stop Wukong from offing himself, Mk used it so hard that Wukongs head started bleeding cause the wound reopened. The two didn’t notice until everything calmed down and Mk FREAKED OUT. He was hysterical that he hurt Wukong and was inconsolable. Wukong tried to reassure him he was okay but Mk WAS NOT having it.

Mk is now terrified to touch Wukong in any harmful way because of that instance so sparring and training is ALOT harder now.

Was in a silly goofy mood when writing this. Live laugh love Sunburst Duo.

[newkatzkafe2023]

Uhhh, OH, this will defo be asked but Reader desses up as Wukong for halloween?

Like, they have been kinda stand offish with their monkey and when Halloween comes they show them their costum! (Let's stroke their egos bc I love all of my monkeys ♡)

Better yet if they try and make an "impression" of their lover like "I'm the great Sage, equal to heaven!" Or smth like that, and go out to treat or trick dressed like that

Oh he won't know If he should be Flattered or Insulted🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

(Lmk Wukong) He went to pigsy's restaurant to get lunch for the 2 of you, until he heard laughter from inside. Wukong was curious and walked in wondering what's so funny. Then Wukong's jaw dropped when he saw you dressed as him, and acted like him as Macaque, Mk, Mei and Redson had laughed Hysterically. You acted like him, spoke a bit like him, even eating a peach looking relaxed, it was adorable and hysterical. Wukong didn't know if he should be offended or Chirp about how cute you are.

(NR Wukong) Su was giggling excessively, Li shook his head, but he was Amused. You had made a costume for Halloween in a few weeks, and you decided that your costume would be of your husband. You made a suit very similar to him, and you even have the same metal mask and everything, Li felt like he was experiencing deja Vu in your costume, and Su couldn't stop laughing. When Wukong finally saw, he found you to be more attractive than ever, and he'll probably want to make out with you while wearing your costume so don't be shock if that happens😉🤭

(MKR Wukong) Pigsy was cackling and laughing at the scene, and sandy was impressed with your handcraft costume. Wukong's eyes Widened looking at you and dressed like him you even had eye make up and a flower crown like his own. Pigsy and Sandy laughed as we behaved like him and fought using a branch as his staff, and even fruity got confused and thought you were him Wukong would feel mildly insulted if you weren't so cute.

(HIB Wukong) Luier eyes were sparkling in astonishment at your new costume. Silly girl was giggling as you held her and imitated their father, after a while Wukong had walked in and his jaw dropped. He saw you dressed like him you had the armor and staff and everything, you also were acting like him and even pigsy joined in the fun and pretending your Wukong. Wukong looked so done with the scene infront of him, and so did you as you copied him on that too.

(Netflix Wukong) Oh, his ego is gonna go off the charts. That is until you act like him and sorta make fun of him, and his behavior. At first it was cute and funny but then as the day goes by you end up showing him the negative parts of himself. Which is annoying now that he's made to look at it but at least he likes the coustum.

(BMW Wukong) Ohhhhhhhhhh Wukong loved your costume, and was flattered that you used him as an inspiration. Then he had an idea and shared it with you, and it's gonna have fun. You guys totally go troll heaven and Bahje as you are able to copy him and go prank Erlang too. What he doesn't like is when you go imitate the not so flattering parts of him but at least you make it cute.

(The Destined One) Awww, that's adorable you two are totally gonna match each other. He finds it cute how you go and try to copy his strong, silent type personality. He also likes how you watch him and his Mannerism so you can keep up with him. God, you're so adorable and you bring out a silent smile out of him.🥰

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG🎃

[ainnur]

*waddles back into ask-box from the void of nothingness*

Big fan of FrozenStar duo, how many headcanons do you have for them?

*👁️👁️ Suprise you didn't go this time heh*

Okay first most my hc is base on my au and my dynamic I want from them Here. And I don't have much of them. Some ask the hc once. Here.

Here more hc cuz why not?

•Bai He burried her dead cats on FFM with help of Wukong.

•Everytime Bai He saw peach theme food she randomly send it to Wukong. Wukong is wondering why there 2 troli full with peach flavor food when he wake up for a day

•MK and Wukong have games night. Bai He and Wukong have movie night. They just put some random movie mostly being mystery and like to shit the movie because bad it is or make theory about details they notice. They figure the ending not even half way the movie.

•Bai He actually didn't like peach that much. She just didn't like the taste but never tell Wukong about it. She love most of fruits, especially tropical fruits. Fruits can be rather exspensive but with Wukong she can eat all the fruits she want with no limites!

•Wukong once let her name one of the baby monkey and she didn't sleep for 3 days thinking of good name for the baby.

•They love flower! They know many random facts about the flower and just randomly talking about them while making flower crowns. With Wukong being master of art he is and Bai He just strugle everytime.

•They like to dye their hair together. The first times, is to help Bai He because she didn't like the white stroke of hair Lady Bone Demon left on her head. But the thing is that the dye can stick long on the white hair and easily fade a way in few days.

•Bai He like sitting near Wukong since Wukong is so warm all the time. It's effect from the furnace and Bai He have mix feeling when she found out like this.

•After training Wukong always give Bai He basket of fruits everytime they train. She then uses the fruits to make best peach theme of them

•They like sweet and sour candy! They just love them so much.! They like most of it.

•Wukong always bought or sew Bai He hoodie and other clothes since Bai He always cold. Even with trauma gotta look good right?

•They have matching hoodie with MK. The wear it when go hang out together

[bones4thecats]

Sun Wukong & Macaque w/ Hastur! S/O

Characters: Sun Wukong and Six-Eared Macaque (separate) Inspired By: Poll Result A/N: I made up some characters for the Reader's past, so just bear with that. ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Mentions of being locked away and mental manipulation (somewhat) ⚠️

Backstory of Information on Hastur! Reader

Years ago, the founders of the Brotherhood of the Yellow Sign, had finally been able to summon their God, and bring them to Earth. And while they expected you to spread your own chaos like you pledged, you just looked at them, gave each sub-group a role in your court and began to work alongside the many immortals you had the pleasure of meeting. Though, you connected with a certain immortal better with the others...

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╚═════ Sun Wukong ════════════════════════════╝

☀️ When you walked into a meeting with the immortals, Wukong had his eyes on you almost immediately. The way your yellow cloak flowed in the wind just made him stare at you until Ne Zha poked his foot with his staff

☀️ While he spent his time under the rock for 500 years, you were locked away in an old box by a demon who used your human friend, Li, and were only freed when her descendant, Caihong, had smashed the box by accident during a fight against a powerful demon

☀️ Coming across your familiar caped form and your tiny human ally made him smile and pick you up before spinning you in the air with a large smile on his face

"Wukong?! How're you here? I thought you got imprisoned under that mountain!"

"Well... I did. BUT! I got un-imprisoned by my old Master and uh, well, the rest is a long story. Now let me ask where you were!" He said, holding your arms as you chuckled and gave your side of the story.

☀️ Caihong walked up to you, her long holographic-like hair coming down from her flower crown that you made on your walk through a nearby village to find the supposed 'heroes' that were rumored to be coming by soon

☀️ She grabbed your arm and you could feel her puffy sleeves on her outfit hitting your skin as she looked at the Monkey King and asked who he was, to which you smiled, picked her up and introduced the primate-human to the young female

"Caihong, meet Sun Wukong, he was the man I was speaking to you about a couple minutes ago. You remember, the man who couldn't stop trying to train with me back in Heaven."

☀️ Wukong's cheeks became flushed as you smiled at the girl and did the same thing to him that you did for her

"Sun Wukong, meet Caihong. She's the descendant of Li, the warrior who helped me when I tried finding you after the conflict."

☀️ Looking from the man who picked the girl up gently and began asking her about her own life, the Monkie Kids looked at you with either hesitation and confusion or stars in their eyes

☀️ MK ran up to you alongside Mei and they began to ask you many questions, from your power to how you knew Wukong, before moving onto Wukong and asking how he knew you

☀️ Smiling as he ran away with Caihong in his arms, saying how he would let them hold her over his dead body, you couldn't help but remember how you both fought alongside one another all those years ago

☀️ Oh how you missed your sunny husband...

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╚═════ Six-Eared Macaque ═══════════════════════╝

💜 After the revival of Macaque, you appeared on Earth, alarming the Monkie Kids and the King

💜 Instead of fighting them, you landed next to them and began to mentally torment Sun Wukong, asking why he would kill his only friend. The one who warned him about everything, yet his own ego got in the way

💜 Macaque just stood above them all as you appeared near him and used a tentacle to pat his head before motioning for him that you were ready to leave, saying your work was done for now

"I'm surprised you came by to help me with that, Y/N. Figured you had something better to do." He said.

"Oh no, I got unlocked for this weird box a couple months ago by Li's long-down-the-line child, Caihong."

"Li had a kid? Huh. Shocker."

💜 Chuckling as he laid a cup of tea down in front of you, the six-eared primate laid his head down on your shoulder after your hood was pulled down, revealing your extremely pale face with crown going from above your hood to laying on your skull

💜 After taking a breath and sipping some of the tea, you looked at Macaque and laid your own head onto his as he sighed and wrapped his tail around your midsection lightly

"She's not to bad of a girl, though her odd hair did put me off at first." You joked.

"So the holographic hair thing passed down the bloodline! Oh, if only Wukong would pay me for winning the bet." He joked back.

💜 Raising your head and staring into his eyes, you saw how he relaxed and slightly un-glamoured himself, the tip of his tail being tinted white and his scar coming out against his natural mask

"I missed you, Love."

"I missed you to, Sweetheart."

[crazysaru99]

@quitealotofsodapop Au fanarts!

These are Ye Lin and Shihua from Stone Matriarch, redesigning them a bit to make them look more tropical and we also talked a lot in private with Ash about how their typical clothing worked being based on nature (leaves, vines, shells, leather and skins) and the fabrics saved for special occasions back then.

@soniclozdplove belongs to these characters.

And I decided to take off Shihua's overalls and Ye Lin's glasses but he still has bad eyesight so he always crashed into a tree...

For example, we talk about the customs of the Yao monkeys, who have customs similar to those of the stone monkeys due to the cultural syncretism they had after the great flood; an example of this is that infants do not usually wear clothes or ornaments because they will be too small for them when they grow up, so in their late childhood they will begin to wear clothes, as a rite of maturation.

A case we can see is Brother & Sister monkey'' who just went through this stage.

My draw for they!!

Once the monkeys reach adulthood, they begin to use their characteristic makeup. Each makeup of the Yao or stone monkey is unique and is something that identifies them as an individual.

A young monkey king arriving for the first time to human civilization.

My redesing of Rin rin based @littledoodles501 and @/journey-to-the-au

The current typical clothing of Wukong and Macaque of the island, Macaque was based on Liu'er from Meihouwan 2009 only that here it is a complete cloth that wraps him and his scarf, and Wukong uses his characteristic cape and the phoenix crown.

I love that we all agree that Wukong wears turquoise eyeliner jfisabdoia

And all the talk came to derive in the way the clothes of the monkeys evolved throughout the centuries by the human contact, the monkeys currently conserve their traditional way of dressing adding fabrics to complement it as ponchos or bibs, even using underwear in the loincloths, because the current generations are more modest and those who live in the cities use modern clothes for the obvious, but they never give up their makeup since it is their identity.

And well all this evolved into how the monkeys will celebrate their typical festivals, an example of this would be the monkeys of Huaguoshan celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival that happened recently; we came up with a plot in which the MKCrew were invited to celebrate the festival by Wukong on the island, for which the monkeys go on a pilgrimage to celebrate the festival… only there was a small detail… Wukong didn't think of mentioning the clothes of the locals (Or rather, he didn't tell them the way they dress because he is aware that their typical clothes are very… let's say different…) and they will feel very out of place because they are all dressed in a traditional Chinese way, they would be like:

And then the Stalwarts save their backs by saying why Wukong told them, let's say that each one began to wear more typical clothes (Pigsy would be the most modest but would agree to wear makeup and an accessory) and while Tang… Tang would personify the phrase ''when in Rome, do as the Romans do''.

Sometimes Nezha, when he could escape from his duties, would go to celebrate on the island, and Chenxiang would also be around the area…

The origin of the monkeys celebrating the festival is because of a Macaque infant who is originally from the moon and came here to live with his own kind. Feeling bad about leaving his sister, with the help of some infants Wukong and Stalwarts, he made mooncakes to console her. And also one that Macaque is the king's consort.

During the day, people would play games, serve fruits and bugs; to pass the time, there was also a lantern-making contest that Wukong used to win every year when he was an infant; In which MK and Mei got very competitive, but they didn't win because they were poorly made so the rest of the monkeys had to help make them for the evening…

Once dusk comes everyone stands on the seashore to wait for the sun to set and once this happens they start to launch their lanterns; the first to do so is the King who always has his peach-shaped lantern and once it rises everyone starts to raise theirs…

Once the lanterns have gone everyone shares the table, which is outdoors like a picnic, where the famous moon cakes are eaten, in the MKCrew area there are Wukong, Macaque, Nezha and Chenxiang if they are there; Pigsy brings many homemade moon cakes because he is aware of the New Year anecdote; But you will be surprised that Wukong also cooked mooncakes and they are not made of hair (In my headcanon Wukong has many hobbies that he developed over the centuries and one of them is cooking and he was the one who taught Bajie to cook <3)

Chenxiang: Sifu missed your cooking! *Takes a cake* MK: *Memories of Vietnam* ummm… you're going to eat that…? Chenxiang: … Yes *breaks it in half and surprisingly it doesn't disintegrate into hair, puts it in him mouth* MK: *glares at Wukong* Wukong, guilty look: I panicked because my kitchen was dirty

Lo juro este mono tiene un desorden alimenticio...

So Pigsy now confirmed that Wukong's cakes are not hair, is curious about the king's ''kitchen'' so he tries one with caution and…

MK: PIGSY!!!??? Mei: I think I've killed him…

Pigsy begs for the recipe Wukong is confused since he's been making them the same way for centuries.

Sometimes if you receive food from Wukong, you're either eating literal hair or a piece of heaven...

MKCrew also finds out that Macaque is Chang'e's brother because he himself told how Huaguosha started celebrating this party.

MK: Dude!! We could have taken you to see her if you weren't trying to capture us for Lady Bone Demon Wukong: Maybe we will go visit her another time… without something happening that is the end of the world… *Looks at macaque*

Macaque is definitely visiting after the events of S5...

Then, once dinner is over and they have admired the moon, some monkeys will go to put their children to bed or go to sleep, other people will go to parties around the island drinking liquor made from pickled fruits. So Wukong invites them to spend the night. Normally they expect to sleep in the king's cabin, but he passes them by and goes into the depths of the cave until he reaches a mythical and enigmatic…

The stone palace…

From: El origen de GOKU - Destripando la Historia

hermano lo juro esta es la unica imagen que he encontrado del palacio de piedra del rey mono...

Wukong: "I thought you guys knew about this place?" MK: Normally we are in your cabin *His eyes shine*

Wukong used to live in his palace, but after what happened with Macaque… he decided to leave the place, he didn't want to be in a place where everything reminded him of him and he built his characteristic cabin...

Wukong's cabin is for him only. Palace has many beds for dear guests and subjects.

And the mid-autumn festival ends the next day with a great banquet for everyone in the palace, in which Wukong makes sure that everyone is satiated and sober… above all, recovered from their hangover, so that their subjects can return safely to the colony.

And if you have noticed the absence of the Bull Demon family is because Wukong did not know if he should invite the Bull Demon family to the festival, they are currently in a tentative alliance and went to the beach day more because they were celebrating that they managed to save the world; but he knew that they would reject the invitation for what he has done… So he did not invite them even though he wanted to celebrate with them too (I have not seen season 5, I do not know if they are on good terms now)

So as in every year he always sends them some homemade mooncakes… He just hopes that this time they are not in the trash…

[imminent-danger-came]

Realizing that plot/world building is a distant second to characters and themeing for me

[monkiesimp]

Hey Hey! Could I request Marriage Headcanons for Macaque, Wukong, and Azure Lion?? You could add any characters to this if you'd like to as well! <3

THAT'S SO SWEET, YES. I tried my best so 😭 I'm sorry if I suck at this

Wukong:

- Being married with Wukong and living with him in the Flower Fruit Mountain is very nice and peaceful

- Mostly it's just the two of you, if he married you of course he'd want you to stay near him as much as possible!

- Expect cuddles all day, every day 24/7 because once he hugs you he won't ever let go.

- He never gets tired of cuddling you even if you're married and still craves for affection, he just loves it. Can you blame him? It feels so warm and comfy.

- Besides mostly being alone with Wukong, Mk does visit to train but as soon as he's done Wukong would immediately go over to you to see what you're up to.

- You and Mk get along pretty well, if he's injured you'd treat his injuries. You see him like your own son, sort of, but you really do love him! He's a good kid.

- You also bond with the monkeys on this island and they seem to like you, the monkeys even gave you a flower crown. They probably think you're their queen. Oh, well, you technically are their queen by now since you married The Monkey King.

- Seeing you bond with monkey's is the cutest thing Wukong ever saw, and seeing it every time makes him love you even more.

- Though you love being in Flower Fruit Mountain, you don't like staying there for all eternity and Wukong does take you somewhere else whenever you wish to.

- He always picks the best places to go to like 😩👌

- He just knows places very well, and every time he brings you to somewhere it's always new and it's always beautiful.

- You two use a lot, lot of sweet nicknames on each other. Like wayyyy too much.

- Macaque would have definitely tried to kidnap you to get to Wukong at one point once he met you and realized how much you meant to each other.

- But that was in the past, nonetheless let's just say Macaque didn't try to the plan twice after that.

- Overall, you two are very sweet and still cuddle every night together, Wukong got so used to it that he can't sleep without you near him.

- You two rarely ever argue, you understand each other and work your problems out.

Macaque:

- Macaque loves you very very deeply, once you two get married he just *might* be affectionate towards you in public.

- Don't get your hopes up though, he does nothing more than hold your hand, just small gestures.

- He isn't very comfortable being all snuggly in public and showing too much affection.

- But once you two are alone, he never stops holding you in his arms.

- He doesn't hesitate to cuddle you anymore like he used to in the past, now he would take first action to hold you close to him when he wants to be near you.

- He still loves to tease you and mess with you, seeing you so flustered when he teases you makes him love you even more, you're just so cute when you're embarrassed.

- Yes, you still are flustered by his teasing even when married. Have you seen this man? The things he can say and do are just... Wow.

- Mostly you do tease him back and play along but he always finds something to say that leaves you completely speechless.

- By now he told you pretty much everything about him, so you know about his six ears and his past.

- Unfortunately, you two do have arguments from time to time and it's mostly about Macaque wanting to get revenge on Wukong. You don't like it, it's almost like he's obsessed with getting his revenge more than he loves you.

- You understand what Wukong did was horrible, but is there really a need for revenge after all these years instead talking it out?

- Of course, you do end up forgiving each other but it takes some time because none of you want to make the first move to apologize.

- After LBD thing tho, it's more calmer and the arguments nearly perished away.

- Macaque would often take you with him on adventures since he travels a lot, he shows you all the beautiful views he knows of.

- You're always impressed by the views you see, each is unique and magnificent.

- During those times, it's the most beautiful times with Macaque. It always stays in your memory, Macaque always does something memorable you'd never forget.

- He gets intimative with you way too many times 😭

⚠️ S4 SPOILER ⚠️

Azure Lion:

- Ok, we all barely know about the guy so don't expect this to be good but I'll try.

- Azure would do anything and everything to make sure you always feel safe and comfortable

- He has no problems of showing affection when in public but he very rarely does it

- He's not a guy to cuddle, but if you want it and crave for it? He'd hold you in his arms as much as you need him to

- He's usually very busy and doesn't have much time to be with you, he hates it too.

- But you understand, which makes him very grateful to you.

- He rarely shows any affection towards you, so it's kinda platonic between you two most of the time - yes, even if you're married

- But he does make sure to give you enough love for you to feel happy

- You never have arguments either, if you do end up having one (it's always you who comes up with a argument lol) Azure can quickly calm the situation down and come up with a good solution to both of your problems

- Azure is a very calm lion, he's not the person to let his anger take control of him.

- If you ever want to go somewhere with him, he refuses for you to tag along because it's too dangerous, and he doesn't want you to be hurt

- You do end up being disappointed after that, but Azure always does something to make it up to you, whenever that be taking you somewhere or gifting you something.

- Though it's mostly platonic between you two, he truly does love you with all his heart and whenever he takes any action of affection towards you, you blush like crazy

- THIS MAN RARELY EVER KISSES YOU, YOU WILL BE SURPRISED WHEN HE ACTUALLY DECIDES TO TAKE ACTION

- You simp for him hard. He knows it. You don't think he notices you glancing at his body? 🤨 He loves it tho and he finds it adorable and amusing.

[swkbiggestdefender]

I think alot about how wukong was able to walk a little when li jing used the crown but when mk used it he couldn't even stand up or muffle his screams

[quitealotofsodapop]

This is set as a hypothetical between S5 and S6 but in the Stone Matriarch variants, the world did not cleanly heal from reality breaking twice over and thus some strange things have started happening. The most drastic of which being an incident in which the Noodle Gang and our favorite monkey ended up falling through time and space into another dimension set several millenia in the past when Wukong was approximately the same age as MK and still a very young monkey.

The most stark contrast, however, is that this world is a world in which the Great Floos never wiped put the Stone Monkeys. Meaning the young Wukong grew up with both his parents.

While everyone else is marveling at the new world and the changes within it, Wukong is having a bit of an existential crisis of his own upon realizing this is the life that had been stolen from him by a flood that happened long before he was ever even hatched.

Its the end of Season 5; MK has tried his best to spread the power of the Heavenly Stones throughout the universe.

When during their celebration party on Flower Fruit Mountain; a portal opens up and drags the gang all inside.

When they all come too - it's to Flower Fruit Mountain.

But not the one they know.

Many spears and swords are suddenly poised at the intruders. They are surrounded on all sides by monkey demons, all wearing plain island-style clothing made of natural materials. Cleary wherever they landed; they've alerted the locals.

Leading the scouts is an eerily familiar monkey - Wukong himself?!

However this monkey doesn't look exactly like Wukong: his eyes are a deep blue rather than gold, and he has a younger, somehow cheekier smile.

His smile only widens at the sight of the Monkey King.

???: "Shihou! You're home early! Wukong: "Who... who are you?" ???: "Ehh? Gege, are you ok? Or are you unable to tell your own brother's face from a horse's bum?" Wukong: "BROTHER?!"

This encounter quickly leads to the gang getting captured by the monkey scouts - who bring him to the Stone Palace.

But not the ruin Wukong refurbished in the early years of his kinghood.

It's THE Stone Palace.

Unweathered by time or nature. It's decorated with tapestries and statues of past warriors and rules. At the end of the entrance hall is an imposing stone throne - upon it sits a ginger-furred monkey.

But it's not Sun Wukong.

It's a female monkey. Older than what Wukong had been when he took the throne. Her body adorned by a large red cape in harmony with multiple jade ornaments. At her side is a brunette male monkey of the same age, readjusting his spectacles at their guests. Guards and retainers, many of whom Wukong and Macaque know from their youth, line the room.

Wukong: "Mrs uh... Matriarch is it? We're a little lost - dimension wise. Where we were, the Heavenly Pillar was breaking and the lines between worlds thinned. We must have fallen through the wrong door." (*As Wukong speaks, the female monkey rises from her throne and walks slowly towards him. Her eyes narrow as she touches his scarf, comparing it to her cape. The whole room seems to draw in a breath.*) Shihua: "Where did you get this?" Wukong: "It was draped over the throne when I found the palace for the first time." Shihua: "Found? Have you not lived here your entire life?" (*A feeling of dread overcomes Wukong as he tries his best to explain*) Wukong: "When I was very young, none of us lived in the Stone Palace. But I accidentally rediscovered it when I fell through the waterfall. There was a plaque dedicated to whomever lived there before us, and a cape resting on the throne. I took the cape for my self when the troop crowned me King- er.. Matriarch." Ye Lin, concerned: "And what of your parents? surely they would not have let a mere cub rule?" Wukong, brow furrowed with sad confusion: "I... never had any parents. I was born alone atop of Flower Fruit Mountain from a lone stone egg. As far as I know, besides Macaque and MK here, I'm the only Stone Monkey there is." (*The two royal monkeys look at each other sadly. The Queen makes a deep sigh as she sniffs the stranger-king's scarf, offering it to her mate to inspect. The brunette monkey takes a sniff, his gaze widening when he recognises the scent.*) Shihua: "That explains it." Ye Lin: "What does, my Queen? How does this young man smell almost exactly like our elder son?" Shihua: "These strangers truly are from another world. Another time even. One where our people did not survive the Great Flood we weathered." (*every single jaw in the room is dropped from shock. The monkey marshals and generals quickly begin inspecting the strangers, grooming their fur and sniffing their effects. The Wukong-double from earlier looks positively smug*) Luzhen, excited: "So he IS Gege!!" Marshal Ma: "No little prince, I've already checked with the Celestial Realm. Shihou is still working off his sentence in the stables." Wukong: "Sentence? Stables? Oh sweet Buddha, you mean I'm still the bimawen?!" MK: "I mean! At least you aren't under that mountain!" Tang, covered in curious monkeys: "What year is this even?" Ye Lin: "I am unsure if our time keeping methods match yours - but the humans on the mainland have recently chosen a new Emperor. A man they call Taizong of Tang." The Monkie Kids, shocked: Σ(°ロ°)! Mei, looking on the bright side: "I can introduce you guys to my Grandpa Lie!"

Of course, now the Monkie Kids/Noodle Gang need to figure out why they fell through a portal, what has changed in this new world, and whether or not the infamous Journey to the West can even happen.

Its very fun AU to think about. A lot of sight-seeing occurs as Shihua glamours/hides the gang as her or her family's new retainers. :3

Au name ideas im thinking; "Stone Royalty au"? or something along those lines.

Btw for those wondering about the "reincarnation" aspect of Shihua's life... Guanyin still exists in this world. Bodhisattva is a keystone character who will find a way to exist. Even if it leaves Shihua mourning her twin who did not survive the Flood.

[panpanghost]

part 10 of this au (Turns out "corrupted king" is taken, shockers to no one, so it's out the list. Why is it taking so long?! I honestly suck at picking up names.)

_"What is that?" Macaque asked, watching the king press on a weird metal box. The king said it'll be fun and he can't wait to know what it is.

_"It's called a speaker. Music comes out of it or anything you want to listen to." The king explained,

_"Like the musicals!?" Macaque got excited.

I loved the musicals the king showed me on the TV, I had to groom the king afterwards as a payback, I didn't mind, it was a fair trade. He even said he'll make me my own stage once I'm bettter. Are we doing something similar?

_"Yes! Something like that, but I thought this time, instead of sitting around, why don't we dance?" The king was pressing on the screen called cellphone. He told Macaque he'll buy him one later.

_"I'm not sure I know of this era's dances. I don't think I can be a proper dance partner." I like dancing, but doing it in front of the king is a bit...

_"Stop overthinking it. We're just having fun. There's no one here, relax a bit, would you?"

Macaque loves dancing and singing. I'll make him listen to all types of songs so I can hear him sing around the house again, I can't wait to hear his voice.

_"Alright, but promise you won't make fun of me." It might be fun.

_"Actually that's my line. Between the two of us, you're the better dancer."

_"I don't think I can keep the title for long."

_"This is my chance for a rematch, I won't go easy on you."

_"Hehe, I'll try to keep up."

As the music started, Wukong opened his hand, and Macaque grabbed it. He spinned him, and their bodies started moving.

I can't believe how in sync we are. It's like we have been practising for centuries. When did I stop feeling repulsed by his touch? It all happened so fast I didn't even notice. This feels like a dream. I want to remember him, I want to know him, I want to love him. I need to remember us. How many memories like these have I lost? I'll find a way to get this crown off, no matter what. I'll be happy with him again.

They kept dancing and jumping, pulling and teasing. At some point the music got calmer and Macaque let the king hold him closer, he put his arms around his neck, his ears on the king's shoulder, listening to his heartbeat and just living. He didn't think about how weak he is, he didn't think about his magic or memories, he just lived in that moment. He's not alone anymore.

I want to protect these memories. I have to protect Wukong. I need to get this crown off.

This is it, this is all I ever wanted, don't ever leave me. I'll keep the crown on you, forever.

In the meantime, in Pigzy's noodles shop;

_"Nezha!" MK stood up from his seat to greet the immortal, "I'm so glad you came!"

Mei, Sandy, Mr. Tang and Pigzy, stepped closer to greet him as well.

_"Of course. We owe you a great debt. I'm happy to help." Nezha responded.

He was actually really surprised when MK suddenly contacted him and asked for his help, but he is glad to lend a hand nonetheless, especially if what's he found out is true.

_"Awwww, don't mention it." MK felt shy, "Seriously though, don't mention it." that sentence was not as shy as the other, no it was very serious.

_"Alright. Well then. Considering what you asked me to look for, there's someone I'd like you to meet-"

As soon as a figure entered the shop,

_"*GASP!! GE-GE-GE-GE-GE-GE-GE-GE-GE-GE GENERAL ERLANG SHEN!!!! OOOOOOOO-" Mr. Tang jumped up, super excited,

_"SHUT UP!" Pigzy literally tied him up and put a tape on his mouth. He knows Tang won't shut up for the next three hours and they don't have that kind of time, or patience. Not in this situation.

_"Hehe, Guess I'm still famous in the mortal realm." The general smiled kindly, "I thought these clothes would help me fit in more, guess that didn't work." he continued putting his hands in the blue hoodie he was wearing, but when everyone was still staring at him without saying anything, he spoke again: "I apologise for not formally informing you of my visit, but this matter is urgent so I hope you'd forgive me."

Mr. Tang let out a muffled scream, HE'S SO COOL!!!! Is what he wanted to say,

_"No worries champ, we're the ones grateful for your help." Pigzy broke the silence as everyone else was looking at the guest in awe.

_"Thank you Mr. Pigzy."

_"Just Pigzy, Mr. Pigzy was my father. Come on, take a seat." Pigzy has no idea who that is. But so far he seems nice.

_"If you'll excuse me." The guest walked between the gang as they were shooting arrows of admiration at him with their eyes, then a cute puppy walked behind him and everyone was about to explode,

_"AWWWWWWWW" Everyone said in unison, eyes twinkling,

The general took a seat with his puppy in his lap, and thankfully, Nezha started the conversation,

_"Ehem, I'll get straight to the point, we think Sun Wukong has been corrupted by the "corrupted king's crown'"

_"What?" MK took his eyes off the puppy as Mei continued taking pictures of it. "That's impossible. Macaque's the one wearing it. Also, Monkey King said it wasn't the same crown, or it's badly translated or something." MK defended,

_"That's why we think he's corrupted." The general spoke,

_"What do you mean?"

_"After your request for information about the crown, the prince came to me since I was in charge of protecting the great library."

_"Why would a library need protection?" Mei asked. Seriously, it's a library.

_"It's not any library, it contains everything that has ever been written, all the discoveries, all the spells, all the medicines, some legends say it even has 'the book of death, life and future', but no one has ever seen it."

_"Wow." Mei and MK let out,

_"Wow indeed. When the prince asked me about the crown I told him to ask Sun Wukong."

_"But the Monkey king doesn't know anything about it." MK knows that,

_"Here's where we suspected something was off. The great sage came to me a few hours before the prince. He told me of great evil that's corrupting the Six-eared Macaque's mind, and he needed my help to stop it. Knowing the Six-eared Macaque I was afraid we might be too late to stop him if we went on with the usual routine investigation, so I trusted Sun Wukong's word. I entered the library with him and we found the original scroll that had everything about the crown written in it, I managed to read some of it, that's how I knew what the prince was looking for."

_"Then that's good! Monkey king can save Macaque!" MK said excitedly,

_"We don't think so." Nezha looked worried,

_"What do you mean?"

_"Time passes differently between the realms, the few hours that passed in the celestial realm meant days in the mortal realm." Erlang explained,

_"Sun Wukong had the scroll days before we even knew about it." Nezha finally told MK,

_"Wait- What? Are you saying Monkey King is trying to kill Macaque?" MK is in disbelief,

_"No. I mean yes. I just don't think he knows it." Erlang tried to calm the kid,

_"But- why?"

_"It's the crown, since it couldn't corrupt the Six-eared Macaque, it focused its power on finding a guard to protect the king." Erlang added,

_"The king has guards..." MK remembered,

_"What?"

_"It's what Macaque told me before he passed out, The king has guards. He was referring to Monkey King! That's why he didn't let me go get him! That's why Monkey King yelled at me! I was getting too close to the truth!"

_"He did what!?" Pisgzy wanted to kill that immortal monkey, only he is allowed to yell at his son.

_"It's no shock the Six-eared Macaque knows of the crown. It might have changed its forme but it's still the same." Erlang continued,

_"How would Macaque know about it?" Mei asked,

_"Because he's the one who stopped it the last time it was released."

_"What?" MK and Mei don't think they heard him correctly,

_"It was a long time ago. A greedy human king made a deal with a blood demon. He asked him for more power and money, no matter the price. The demon asked for the souls of his subjects. A normal person wouldn't agree to such a massacre, but the king was blinded by greed. So he ordered his most loyal knights to kill the people of the kingdom, and paid mercenaries to finish the rest, claiming his subjects had been infected by a deadly disease. The knights, trusting their king, took many innocent lives, and by the time they discovered the truth, it was too late. As the demon received the last innocent soul, he used black magic to make the crown and gave it to the king. The six Knights that survived, driven by guilt, betrayed their king and tried to kill him. But the crown was too powerful, it gave power to the king and he cursed the knights, they became the king's guards, their only purpose is to protect the king and the crown." Erlang told what he read,

_"That's... awful..." MK can't believe someone so evil could exist, to kill an entire kingdom...

_"Unfortunately, it doesn't end there. The crown was made to make the dream of whoever wears it come true, no matter the price. So the king sent his guards across the land to take over the world and kill who stood in his way. The guards did as ordered, and with that, the crown grew stronger. It became so strong that an entire continent was affected by its magic. Lands were burned, homes destroyed, families corrupted; a mother would kill her own child for the smallest desires. It was a horror like no one had ever seen." Erlang continued,

_"So how did you stop it?" MK needs to know, he must stop the crown before it's too late,

_"We didn't. We couldn't. Even when the king set his mind on the celestial realm, we were powerless against it. The crown would see your deepest desire even if it was a small thought and turn you into a monster chasing it until it took all your magic and soul. It was impossible to get close enough without losing your mind."

_"So is that what's happening to Monkey King? The crown is making him lose his mind?" MK asked anxiously, this is bad, this is really bad.

_"Not exactly, the crown makes you chase your desire and gives you power when someone stands in your way. So I'm not sure what's happening with The great sage. It looks like he's just protecting the crown."

_"Well it doesn't matter as long as we can stop it. How did Macaque do it?" Mei said optimistically, if Macaque did it, then so can they.

_"I don't know." Erlang admitted, "All I know is that Guan Yin told us to seek his help. We managed to find him, and he agreed to help in exchange for one wish he'll ask one day. Somehow, he wasn't affected by the crown. He fought the guards, killed the king, and hid the crown since it couldn't be destroyed. We did ask him where he hid it, but he said it's safer that no one ever knows. So we also don't know who found it or how they even managed to."

_"He killed the king..." MK's face dropped,

_"It's the only way. To stop the person wearing it. And I believe, if we don't manage to find the scroll that Sun Wukong took, it'll be our only option. I'm sorry, but we can't risk unleashing that terror into the world."

_"Wait. W-we don't have to. I just need to talk to Monkey King and all is well. I'm sure he just forgot to tell us. He's probably working on freeing Macaque right now." MK wished he could believe his own words, something is definitely wrong.

Erlnag gave a worried look to the prince. The crown is ancient, even older than the great sage himself. This might be too much for a kid to handle,

_"Alright Monkey kid, go to Wukong and inform us of the situation we're dealing with. We'll wait for your return." Erlang is not cruel, he also wants to give this a chance, he wants to at least try. The kid looked a bit relieved,

"But. If you fail, we will have to intervene." Erlang doesn't know how to stop the crown, but he won't hesitate to kill The Six-eared Macaque if he has to.

_"Don't worry. I won't fail!" MK might've looked confident on the outside, but inside, his world was crumbling. "Dadzy can you make a cake?" He turned to ask his dad,

_"Sure, but I don't think this is the right time for cakes." Pigzy answered, a bit suspicious.

_"Oh, it's not for us. I'll give it to the Monkey King." MK gave him the 'I have a plan look'.

_"*sigh* Alright." Pigzy finally crumbled under MK's looks. "But you can't go there on your own."

_"I don't think I can promise that." MK smiled nervously, avoiding eye contact,

_"What? Why?"

_"Last time I was there, I went through what felt like a hundred barriers, I got exhausted just going through them, I don't think anyone else can go in. At least not without putting a fight and Monkey King showing up prepared for one." MK's tone was serious, he doesn't even know if he can step into the mountain anymore.

_"Then you're not going." Pigzy won't send MK to a complete immortal lunatic,

_"Mis- Pigzy, if I may. If Monkey kid doesn't find the scroll before the curse is completed, none of us will survive. I hate to say it. But we do need him to get it as fast as possible." Erlang stepped in,

_"And what about that celestial army of yours, huh?! Can't you stop it?!" Why is it always MK?

_"I'm afraid not. We have tried before, the crown will corrupt our soldiers' minds, and it'll be chaos. Also, time passes differently in the celestial realm, it'll take years before we agree on sending an army, it'll be too late by then. Not to mention, Sun Wukong is already strong enough to fight us without the crown on his side, I can't imagine what will happen once he completely becomes under its control."

_"...." Pigzy hates this, if this guy isn't going to help then he shouldn't have shown up in the first place, but... if that crown is that scary, if they don't find the scroll, MK might not survive... no one will... "Fine. But if you feel there's something wrong, you come back immediately, am I clear?"

_"Yes dadzy!" MK jumped smiling and went with his dad to help prepare the cake,

_"Should I talk to my father about the fillet?" Nezha whispered to the general,

_"It won't be of much help. The pain was what kept Sun Wukong down. The crown can easily take that pain away. We have to wait for the kid and prepare for the worse."

_"Oh, how rude of us. Mr. general, would you like some tea?" Sandy asked,

_"I would love that, thank you very much. I hope I won't be a bother to you, I'm afraid I have to wait here for the Monkey kid to return. I can't go back to the celestial realm right now."

_"Not at all, we're happy to have you with us."

In the background, Mr. Tang was struggling to talk to the General, tossing and turning and making muffled sounds as he failed to speak.

_"Uuhhhh.... Is he ok?" Erlang asked, smiling nervously,

_"Believe me, you don't want to unleash THAT terror into your world." Pigzy pointed at a very angry Mr. Tang who was trying to get to The general, "No! Bad Tang! Bad! Stay back!" Pigzy sprayed some water on him.

Mr. Tang made a 'Hisssssss' then got back to his corner like a catapillar. Poor Mr. Tang.

*Ding!*

MK got his phone out of his pocket to see who sent him a message.

It's Redson.

(You can know I'm getting into it by how much the chapters are getting longer and longer each time. Also next part is gonna take some time to come out because life.

Hope you enjoyed the au so far!)