#Beautiful Monkey King

[jssy96]

Imagine being Princess Belle to this Beast.

[kaynanarie]

Eyes of Gold (Part 16)

(A WukongxReader story inspired by Beauty and the Beast and Lutung Kasarung.) (First) (Prev)

            Never before had the mountain felt so much like a prison. Every hallway you turned down seemed smaller, tighter than the last. The pitter patter of your dripping clothes and hurried footsteps echoed off the stone walls, only drowned out by the rushing pulse roaring in your ears. Heavy, stifling air pressed too close, barely breathable around the tight squeeze in your chest.

            Chaotic thoughts whirled in a torrent of emotions as you struggled to process everything that had just happened. From exhilarating jump to passionate kiss to aching betrayal in only a handful of moments, it was too much. You heart had been broken; shattered like the fragile hopes you had dared to act on. Nothing made sense anymore. Shihou’s friendship built on deceit. The Monkey King’s false compassion luring you to his lair. All you had seen, all you had felt, all you had been offered suddenly felt hollow and obvious all at once.

            In the end, you were nothing more than a foolish human that fell for a demon’s trick.

            The familiar sight of your room did little to bring you comfort. A room meant for a royal guest. A royal guest meant for the King and the King alone. Your hand hovered over the handle but you couldn’t bare to go inside. So many memories laid on the other side of the door. Memories of Shihou bringing you to safety. Revealing his demon form for the first time. His fear and relief while he tended your wounds. The warmth of his embrace while you slept in his arms. All things that had once brought you comfort. All at the behest of the Monkey King and his claim over you.

            Fresh tears dampened your cheeks as you turned away. Everywhere you looked brought up memories, raw and bitter-sweet. Even the tapestry at the end of the hall seemed to mock you.

            An impressive artwork of Monkey King himself, standing on the peak of his beloved mountain. He was dressed in full battle regalia, iron staff pointed in defiance to the Heavenly army above. It was a story everyone knew, the tale that spoke of Sun Wukong in respect and fear with one breath. While legends were one thing, you had now seen it all in person; the golden armor and crown, his unmatched fighting skills, even his self-proclaimed handsomeness you knew first hand to hold weight.

            While you had never paid much attention to the art before, anger now flared through you at the sight. You quickly dismissed the Monkey King and his infamous legacy. It was what laid behind the story that interested you more.

            Shoving the woven cloth aside, you felt over the solid stone until the wall gave way, opening up to the small passage that had first brought you into the palace. Without a backwards glance, you stepped into the shadows, letting the tapestry and hidden door swing back into place.

            Darkness surrounded you, barely illuminated by the glowing moss dappling the carved corridor. With a hand pressed to the wall and careful, shuffled steps, you felt your way through the underground labyrinth. You were lost, no sense of direction or path, but still continued forward. The only care you had was to get away; away from the palace, away from Shihou, and away from the Monkey King.

            The deeper you dove, the darker the shadows grew and the heavier your heart felt. A bitterness brewed as your thoughts dwelled on the demon monkeys. It was a hard pill to swallow knowing you had believed their lies. Shihou, the peach friend you trusted, the one you could always rely on, the one you fell in love with. All his kindness faked for the sake of his King. And then there was Sun Wukong himself, offering you safe haven in your time of need for his own selfish desires. He barely acknowledged you and yet, somehow, demanded your love in return.

            Slow and aimless, you wandered the catacombs, quiet sobs and sniffles echoing in the gloom until you had no more tears left to shed. The heat of your anger cooled until only a numb acceptance chilled you. Even if you escaped the mountain, you had nowhere to go. Your sister’s banishment kept you from your village and the lands beyond held countless dangers. Being a guest of the Monkey King kept you safe but at a high price; one you weren’t sure you were willing to pay.  

            Despair was starting to set in when your weary eyes caught the faintest glow of daylight just ahead. Hurrying down the flight of uneven stairs, you finally stumble out of the mountain’s cold depths and into the outside world.

            Open, bright, and colorful, the surrounding forest filled you with overwhelming relief. It was a part you were unfamiliar with but a small, unassuming path guided your eager feet through the lush greenery. The fresh breeze and warm sunshine soothed your pains and banished the darkness from your mind. As you strolled, you mulled over your previous thoughts, sorting through the broken pieces of your heart with a clearer perspective.  

            Since your arrival to Fruit and Flower Mountain, it had slowly become your new home. The monkeys had welcomed you with open arms and treated you with nothing less than acceptance. Days of fun-filled exploring turned the palace and surrounding paths into a familiar maze. You even looked forward to visiting your old village and bringing them the mountain’s plentiful bounty. The journey alone was worth it, sharing clasped hands and teasing conversation with pleasant company.

            Thoughts of Shihou flashed through your mind, stinging and fluttering your heart all at once. Even after his admitted betrayal, your feelings were still too strong to ignore. You loved him and he cared for you, as well. There was denying his affection; no amount of pretending could feel so authentic. All the times he protected you, took care of you, held you close and kissed you breathless. He even confessed his own feelings but held himself back in allegiance to Sun Wukong.

            Meanwhile, the Monkey King’s involvement was even more puzzling to you. His initial invite to the mountain and helpful offers afterwards had always been a mystery. Finding out his intentions were romantic seemed almost silly when you thought about it. You had only interacted with him maybe four times, had a total of two conversations, one in the midst of a demon battle, and just saw his face up close for the first time earlier that day. If his plan was to woo you from the start, such distance seemed like a bewildering strategy.

            Maybe he was shy, nervous, lacked an understanding of human customs? Or perhaps, as Shihou had mentioned, kept his distance for your own comfort? What few times he was near, Sun Wukong’s regal presence was intimidating but also, surprisingly assuring. He never asked for anything but compliance to the rules and kept his promises to aid when asked. Noble, caring, and generous, he was a kinder King than the stories gave him credit for. 

            But he wasn’t the monkey you grew to know and wasn’t the one to win your heart.

            The sun was just starting to set when your small path joined a familiar trail. With renewed confidence, you followed it back towards the palace. You were still angry and hurt, far from ready to forgive, but calm enough to listen to whatever Shihou had to say. If it wasn’t too late by the time you returned, you might even request an audience with Sun Wukong himself. The King owed you an explanation and deserved a gentle refusal of his affections. Whether he accepted the rejection gracefully or banished you from the mountain, you only wanted the truth to be known.

            A small, hopeful part of you wondered if he would be understanding and grant his blessing in Shihou’s favor instead.

            You were still a ways off from the palace when hushed whispers and crunching steps reached your ears. Just ahead on the path, the flickering of torches glowed in the dimming twilight. You sighed, assuming the guards were out looking for you. Shihou might even be with them, leading a panicked search after your vanishing act. Twinges of guilt were shoved down as you waved your hands high enough to be seen through the trees.

            “Hey! Over here!” you called out. “You can go ahead and take me back to the palace if you want…”

            The words trailed off in confusion. Instead of monkey guards like you expected, the trio that turned to look at you were human; two men you didn’t recognize and a woman you, unfortunately, did.

            “On the contrary,” your sister spoke, leering at you like a predator spotting its prey. “You just saved us a trip there.”

            Something ominous prickled the back of your neck but still, you held your ground. “And what business do you have on Fruit and Flower Mountain?” you asked carefully.

            She smiled, sharp and cold. “Why, we were on our way to see the Monkey King, of course! There’s an urgent matter that requires your immediate return to the village. I’m sure he won’t mind you accompanying us.”

            You eyed her and the looming men suspiciously. “So, my banishment is lifted?”

            The answering laugh was mocking and mirthful at your expense. “Absolutely not! You see, when I was forced to make a deal with that bull monster, part of our agreement was arranging a marriage match for his son. I didn’t realize until your meddling at the lake how much you enjoy the company of demons so what better candidate could there be?”

            “Absolutely not,” you threw her words back with a sneer.

            “I’m afraid you won’t have much of a choice.” The two men stepped forward, flanking you on the left and right. Your sister only tutted in sympathy as your means of escape were cut off. “Think of it this way,” she spoke in a sickly-sweet tone. “You get to help the village like you’re always doing and stop being a thorn in my side at the same time. It’s a win for both of us, really.”

            In the blink of an eye, her smile dropped and her gaze narrowed to a glare. At her nod, the two men lunged, too quick to dodge. Both of your arms were grabbed, the grips bruising and unbreakable no matter how much you fought to be free.

            “Get off me! Let me go!” you screamed, icy panicking flooding through you. “Help! Please help! Shihou!”

            Your desperate cries were silenced by something hard slamming against your head. The two men held you up when you crumpled, a throbbing heat radiating from your temple while the rest of you went numb and cold. Dizzying shadows crept in from the corners of your swimming vision and your mind turned fuzzy.

            “Let’s hurry back to the village,” you heard your sister’s voice, distant and muffled. “We can’t leave that demon brat waiting any longer and I’d rather not explain this nasty business to the monkey.”

            The last thought as you were dragged away was silent plea that your peach friend would save you. Then the world faded to black and you knew no more.

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------------------------------------------------------------------------------Emotional turmoil interrupted by more threats! This chapter was tough to write but I hope everyone is excited for what happens next! Thank you so much for reading and for all your amazing support!

Huge thank you to @y0y0ba for the amazing Shihou commission! 🍑

You can also find this story on AO3:

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[newkatzkafe2023]

I am curious about how our beloved monkeys react to the reader wearing a peach dress

Wink Wink 😉

Ohhhhhhhhh💋💋💋 We're looking sweet😋😏 and they're looking hungry 🤤🍽

(Lmk Wukong) He was shocked and blushing as you showed him the dress you got from the mall. You had asked him what he thought of the dress as you did a little spin to show him, you looked like the tastiest peach he ever seen. Looking nice and Juicy and plump, he was actively got up and showered you with Compliments as he licked his lips at you.

(NR Wukong) He was drooling excessively, with a nosebleed as he looked at your plump body, you looked so beautiful, so adorable and so sexy. You bought the dress on clearance and tried it on after finding that it fits, then later you showed him the dress and well his brain had crashed and he was blushing and drooling. He was smiling at you and decided to compliment and seduce you as he leads you to the bedroom to get a better look at it😉

(MKR Wukong) The second he had saw you were that dress, is the second he looked like he had a brain bleed. His face was red, he was clutching his chest and trying to control his breathing. You were so hot and adorable like seriously, what business do you have being that hot and adorable looking?!?!? and you looked like a ripe tasty peach just waiting to be plucked of a tree branch. That dress better be for his eyes only because Wukong is gonna get a bite out of you one way or another🤤

(HIB Wukong) HIPS!🥵 THIGHS!🥵 HIPS!🥵THIGHS!🥵 HIPS!🥵 THIGHS!🥵 this man is buffering like he's was acting up the second you showed him wearing that dress. He was mostly looking at those juicy plump birthing hip of your and the dress you wore put way to much Emphasis on them, especially if you were feeling brave wiggled them. As you did that and model the dress he was trying to estimate how much cubs he's gonna knock you up with while wearing that dress🥵🥵😳😳

(Netflix Wukong) He Actively grabbed his jewels in despair. Everything on his person was throbbing and red as his face was. God, he felt he was a teenage boy again looking at that pink peach dress on your already dangerously sexy body. God damned it, why do you keep doing this to him, do you like torturing him or something using that rocking thick and hot body against him, teasing him knowing that he can reach you, but he does love the dress, and he would love it even more with it on the floor. It was a matter of time before he lost his non Existent control and the next thing you knew your legs were held up with his face in between them and he had you moaning and screaming while he got his fill of your peach juice.🤤🥵

(BMW Wukong).....................😵😵😵😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 You did it you had finally killed him, so many had tried and he mentally died at the claws of his ridiculously hot wife. The second Wukong saw you in that dress he to use all of his Discipline not to go into an early mating season state of mind and jump your bones. You dare to wear that dress like a big tasty peach as you would dangle yourself infront of him knowing that he was starving. Ohhhhhhhhhh he was not gonna take this lying down with his boner. He's gonna wine and dine you into his bed and never let you go.

(Destined one)......you are but a tall, thick bottle of peach juice, and he is so very thirsty🥵, of course, the Destined one at first felt ashamed for his x-rated thoughts and feelings. Then here you are innocently asking what he thinks of the dress with your own light blush, especially with how revealing the dress was. He had never felt this way before and he's probably gonna beat his own ass later for this, but right now he wants you bad, he wants to take you, squeeze you, taste you and rock the little world you live on.

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG 🍑

[nikaii-koi]

WUKONG REBORN MY EMO MONKEY❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Boy, i forgot his colors.. he has a charm for sure, yup yup. I can imagine him applying mascara—

The only problem this movie has is that we will never see wukong!21 with his gold armor set hisk..

[miifu666]

Naw, i had to scroll thru my gallery for weeks to remember which specific meme that Wukong confrontation reminds me of 😭😭😭😭😭😭 GODBLESS HAIKAVEH ARTIST FOR DRAWING THEM IN THIS MEME

But @lilchickie and @monkeykingdomblog2 also made their own versions which im in LOVE with 👀👀

______Context______

Wukong, clearly had enough of how Suklha kept ignoring his courtship and choosing to have flings in order to deal with her heartbreak. Decided to confront her about this, his point was reasonable. For Suklha to open herself little by little, not to indulge in the past, something he learned from master Subodhi. But in his foul mouthed habit, he accidentally called Suklha a "Yáo zi" which was the ancient term for "Whorehouse" thats used by the poor for cheap and horrible sex (essentially a low grade brothel)

Suklha, clearly offended by Wukong accidentally calling her "cheap and horrible sex partner" decides to sleep with him as a challenge. 🧎

[prisi-chsn]

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone!

[izuke-the-zombie]

This is a little head cannon/What if Macaque had more original powers, a little more Starry Night dreamlike powers leaning into the more nurturing kind, you know, the moon and sun kind of powers? 🌙☀️

 

Maybe in the past, he was like a therapy friend to Wukong, someone he could really be himself with, vent, and tell his secrets without being judged in the safety of his own dreams. Someone he can truly trust, and that was Macaque.

Skip to Redemption Ark for Mac

Now he's a therapy friend to the whole MK team! (Against his will) They cuddle, pet, and vent to him with their problems. He's like one of Sandy's therapy cats, just bigger and grumpier.😾💕✨ he just has this way with people I guess

Okay, this is how it starts: Macaque and Wukong's first encounter was in a dream.

Wukong would not shut up about the pretty demon in his crazy dreams, often to his sworn brothers; he talked about all the fun and crazy adventures he'd have, the long meaningful conversations and jokes, and the occasionally moving pictures of otherworldly strong magical humans with sparkly eyes and spiky hair who wield giant weapons that shoots Fire called anime, and that this had been going on for a few months now.

This annoyed and concerned them; they think it's a demon trying to take over the Monkey King's mind or trying to brainwash him somehow, so Azure Lion and the Sworn Brothers all brainstormed together to devise a plan to somehow confront this tricky dream demon. Wukong doesn't want the fun dreams to end or scare off this other celestial monkey, so he decides to talk to his friend in his dreams. Wukong casually brings up the idea that the macaque should visit Flower Fruit and meet his sworn brothers! Macaque of course hesitates, not sure of the idea of traveling to an unknown island and meeting The Monkey King's questionable choice of sworn brothers, but of course, Wukong, sad and a bit offended, but he doesn't give up.

He decides to bring upon the Ultimate Weapon, begging and whining until Macaque crumbles and gives in, which eventually does. Mac reluctantly agrees to travel over to FFM in disguise, just to be safe he tells Wukong he'll be there. Within a month, Wukong couldn't be more excited; he was like a little kid waiting for Christmas day!

So this is what kinds of powers I think he should have.

😴 the first pic is crossing over to other people's dreams and making their experience life-like he has illusion magic so this makes sense to me. Wukong and macaque would prank the Brotherhood or play tags and hide and seek in their brother's dreams. 🌸The second pic is the soothing ability to calm one's nerves if they pet or cuddle him like a therapy cat,🐈 Wukong would groom him for hours to calm his nerves. now come copes with food🍑🍔🍭

🌸🎶I saved the best one for last the cute/sad little head Cannon I have

At the end of every dream Mac visits they would end it by dancing to music Mac would bring from the future laughing and stumbling while wukong slowly wakes up, wukong has always gone to bed early But now he goes even earlier to bed. Wukong always thought he was the luckiest monkey in the world he gets to have two Adventure and one of them is with his prettiest best friend Macaque 😚✨the monkey of his dreams.

🌸 Wukong couldn't truly dream of a world without his bestest friend🥰✨

[angies-writing-blog]

The thin linen beneath your body offers little shield against the cold of the ground. It seeps through, unrestrained, causing a quiver to ripple through your muscles.

Swiftly, it is gently replaced by Wukong’s hands, gliding soothingly up your leg. His fingers trace a path of warmth, yet the sharp edge of his claws lingers—an unspoken reminder of how effortlessly he could break you.

As he leans forward, his warm breath grazes the delicate skin of your inner thigh. Pleasurable shivers dance down your spine, awakening every nerve in your body and igniting your skin with a tantalizing warmth.

Softly, his lips brush against your skin, and a quiet, involuntary moan slips from your mouth. You feel the corners of his lips curl into a grin—one that reveals his teeth, sharp and dangerous, yet restrained as they caress delicately over your flesh.

Impatiently, the tip of his tongue flicks against the chosen spot, as if he can barely contain his eagerness to taste you, hinting at what lies ahead.

Another kiss, a playful nibble, and your body responds instinctively—muscles tensing, breath faltering, as desire steadily builds within you.

Deep in your flesh, his teeth then sink, sending a flash of searing pain that, in the next breath, melds with the heat coiling low in your belly.

Your hands find his hair, fingers weaving into it, and your grip only encourages his jaw to clench more forcefully. His tongue glides over the wound, tasting your essence with a fervor that both savors and demands more.

Eventually, the pressure on your thigh subsides, but the longing he leaves in his wake burns deep within, insatiable.

Raising your eyes to meet his, you find yourself captivated by his wild, fiery gaze—flames that threaten to consume you whole.

“Mine,” he growls, before marking you as his once more.

[nounaarts]

What they spoke about after S1E9

[ningadudexx]

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Ive had enough im going to leap into the monkey cage today at the zoo and start talking about monkey king

[kaynanarie]

Eyes of Gold (Part 14)

(A WukongxReader story inspired by Beauty and the Beast and Lutung Kasarung.) (First) (Prev) (Next)

            Gathering what fruit you could was a frantic scramble between three sets of hands. You led the way back down the mountain, following Shihou’s preferred path. The walk was stumbled and slow, delayed by heavy packs and the farmers’ unfamiliar steps, until you finally made it to the edge of the forest. Crossing over the barrier, you immediately regretted leaving your cloak back at the palace.

            It was a bitter cold, the kind that seeped into your bones and stole the breath from your lungs in frozen puffs. Your elegant, silk robes did little to block out the icy chill as you began the long walk towards the village. Everything was covered in a thick layer of frost that sparkled and crunched underfoot. The sun shined from a crystal blue sky but its bright light offered no warmth to the wintery land.

            Once you were close enough to town, one of the men raced ahead, carrying the packs of precious fruit to those sheltering from the cold. With one crisis dealt with, the other farmer walked with you to assess the other.

            In the summer, the lake was always refreshing and perfect for swimming. Fish and fowl would tread its waters while cattails and lillipads grew along the shallow banks. Now, it was a polished sheet of ice, solid and uncracked by the deep freeze of winter. Dozens of villagers were chipping away at it with tools, farming equipment, and even kitchen utensils. So far, it seemed few dents and even fewer fish were being won by their efforts.

            “Is everyone here?” you asked, scanning the groups gathered around campfires, thawing themselves between desperate digs at the frozen lake. Between the biting wind and the numbing cold, you were already shivering and tempted to join them.

            “The elders and children stayed behind to keep warm. Everyone else has been out since dawn. Even your sister was here earlier to complain about the slow progress.”

            You grimaced. “That’s what I was worried about. If she shows up again, please warn me. I’m sure she won’t be very happy to see me in the midst of another crisis.”

            “Perhaps, but you’ve done more for us than she has even in exile,” the farmer said. A moment of silence passed as he hesitated his next words. “Do you really think…the Monkey King will actually help us?”

            “He’s already saved the village once and swore it under his protection,” you reminded him sharply. “Sun Wukong is not so cruel to break his oath in our time of need.”

            The farmer seemed surprised by your defensive tone. “If you say so. But what do you think he can do about…this?” he asked, gesturing to the frozen lake.

            That was the question you had been asking yourself since first begging Shihou for help. “I’m not sure but if anyone can find a solution, it’s Sun Wukong.”

            Shouts of surprise and fear reached your ears from further down the lake. A small crowd had formed and was shrinking away from whatever had gathered them. You hurried towards the commotion, gently weaving and nudging your way to the front of the group and seeing the source of their distress.

            Figures had emerged from the forest of Fruit and Flower Mountain; Sun Wukong, his armored silhouette easily recognizable, with a half dozen monkey guards. They approached the lake, slow and easy, appearing as nonthreatening as possible. But the villagers were still wary, whispering and backing away from the assumed danger.

            “It’s okay!” you shouted over the panicking voices. When you stepped out between the villagers and the demons, all eyes turned to you expectantly. “Don’t be frightened, they mean you no harm! They’re here to help!”

            “Why?”

            “What can they do?”

            “They might be the ones responsible!”

            “What if they attack like the last demons did?”

            “Sun Wukong saved the village before!” you called back desperately. “And he’s here to do it again. Please, let him help. He might be the only one who can.”

            Disgruntled and doubtful murmurs rippled amongst the humans but no one spoke up in protest. With a relieved sigh, you turned back to the monkeys still keeping a respectable distance on the far side of the lake. You saw the distant figure of Sun Wukong tilt his head in question and you nodded back in approval.

            “How dare you!” a shrill voice cried out. You turned in time to see your sister shoving her way through the crowd, looking outraged and flustered. “First you defy your banishment and trespass in the village. And now you bring the Monkey King and his demons down from the mountain with empty promises? Send them away before I have you arrested!”

            You huffed and rolled your eyes, pointing out over the ice. “Don’t you want to see what he plans to do first?”

            Sun Wukong had stepped onto the frozen lake, eyes scanning and staff tapping curiously as he went. Once he reached the very center, he stopped, nodded, and leapt into the sky. He was a shining blur of red and gold, flying up to touch the clouds before letting gravity pull him back towards the ground like a gilded comet. You watched as he aimed and spun his weapon, bringing it down onto the icy surface with a mighty shout.

            The piercing ring of striking metal echoed through the air. It was immediately followed by the deafening crack of ice shattering, breaking apart from the shoreline all the way down to the bottom of the lake.

            Hovering on his cloud, the Monkey King flew back to his guards and landed with a swish of his crimson cape. He looked truly heroic; armor shining, feathered crown arching high, staff spinning triumphantly in his hands. It sent a surprised flutter through your heart and a slight blush on your cheeks that burned against the cold.

            After a shocked silence, the villagers suddenly raised their voices in his honor; some cheered, some shouted their thanks, some cried with overwhelming relief. But all rushed to the lake, picking their way through chunks of broken ice and frozen fish. Soon, piles of carp, salmon, and trout were being sorted into baskets to be brought back to the village.

            “Don’t think this changes anything!” your sister’s voice hissed like an angry cat. She stomped in front of you, keeping her rage veiled behind paper thin composure. “You’re still banished for that curse you brought upon our house.”

            “You mean the rash that was your doing in the first place?” you snapped back. “Clever trick with the poison ivy, by the way. But as you can see…” Rolling up the sleeve of your robe, you showed off your healed skin. “I’ve been cured.”

            She sniffed at the accusation but didn’t deny it. “And what about our father’s crime? You were sent to the mountain to appease the Monkey King’s grudge. What, did he not find you a worthy enough sacrifice?”

            “Actually,” you answered, a smidge of pride in your words. “I’ve been staying as a royal guest of Sun Wukong himself. If it weren’t for me, his protection would have never been offered and the village would be doomed twice over, now.”

            “You’re a liar. Why would the Monkey King ever find any favor with you?”

            “Excuse me.”

            You both jumped, noticing a third-party privy to your bitter spat. A brief glimmer of golden armor and a red cape caught your eye before your view was blocked by something hovering in front of your face. A basket of fish, respectfully offered by the Monkey King himself.

            “For you,” Sun Wukong said, his voice strong and bold but also softened by a gentle familiarity. At your side, you caught your sister’s terrified glances but her gaze never lifted towards the demon king.

            “Thank you,” you bowed, taking the gift with a grateful smile. Steeling your nerves, you dared to look up and finally meet his eye. “You’ve saved us again, Sun Wu–”

            It was the first time you had ever seen him up close. He wore his kingly aura like a second cloak, radiant and powerful. The long feathers of his phoenix crown made him seem taller than his already impressive height. His armor was a piece of art; precious metals crafted in masterful detail and tied together with vivid red threads. His fur looked soft and golden in the sunlight, fluffing up around his simian features. A bashful blush framed his eyes, accenting their bright red-gold glow. His gaze was kind and fond in a surprisingly handsome face but only one thought raced through your mind as you stared in complete shock.

            Why was Shihou wearing the King’s armor?

            As the silence stretched on, the Monkey King’s expression grew hesitant and apologetic. With a parting nod, he turned away to rejoin his guards, his steps swift and his tail twitching nervously behind him. Only when your sister felt at ease enough to snatch the basket from your hands did your thoughts return.

            “Did you see his face?” you choked out, still staring after him in bewilderment.

            “What? Of course not!” your sister scoffed, refusing to even glance in the demon’s direction. “Do you think I want to be turned to stone or something?”

            “He looked just like…” you couldn’t even form the words, the very idea stuttering like a hiccup in your mind.

            Your sister raised her brow and sneered. “Have you never seen his face before? Perhaps you’re not as close to the Monkey King as you bragged” she laughed, cold and sharp.

            “There you are, peach friend!” You were suddenly swept up in a hug, the familiar warmth and scent only adding to your internal crisis. “You left without your cloak! Here, put this on before you catch your death!” Shihou’s voice chittered and chided as you were wrapped up in your forgotten mantle.

            It took a few stunned moments for you to finally focus on his face; nearly a perfect match to the one you saw only moments before. Same gilt touched fur, same handsome features, same golden eyes that glowed with affection. But while Shihou was all but latched to your side, you could still see the Monkey King with his royal entourage down the shoreline.

            “Shihou…” He paused, frowning as your suspicious stare turned back to him. “Has anyone ever told you…you look exactly like the King?”

            He startled, fur puffing and tail lashing in surprise. He blinked once, twice, before relaxing with a chuckle. “Aww, Peaches, are you saying I’m as handsome as Sun Wukong?” he teased, smoothing his fur with a flirty grin. You instantly wanted to take your words back before his ego grew bigger than the mountain itself.

            “Never mind, forget I said anything,” you muttered, feeling silly and perplexed.

            “Don’t be embarrassed, Peaches,” he cooed, poking at your pouting cheeks. “It’s a compliment!”

            “Peaches?” Your sister looked between you and Shihou with nothing but shock and disgust. “Is this how you’ve been spending your time on the mountain? Befriending demon monkeys?”

            Shihou’s cheerful demeanor suddenly vanished, turning as icy as the winter chill. “Your sister, I suppose?” He spoke eerily calm, eyes glaring with just the slightest hint of bared teeth.

            “Yes, charming as ever. Just ignore her.” You grabbed his arm and tried to tug him away, your full strength not even budging him an inch. “Come on, Shihou, let’s go.”

            Your sister looked nervous at the monkey’s sharp expression but continued to mock regardless. “Yes, by all means, Peaches! Go! Enjoy your banishment on the mountain! Play with your demon friends until one of them finally grows bored and puts you out of your misery.”

            Her haughty chuckles were cut off by a growl rumbling from deep in Shihou’s chest. “I would never let that happen!” he snarled, startling you and terrifying your sister. She squeaked and stumbled back, eyes wide and face drained of color. When Shihou took a single step forward, she turned tail and ran, your fish gift still tucked under one of her greedy arms.

             Shihou was still seething when you coaxed his attention back to you. “Hey,” you said softly, soothing a hand over his furry cheek. “Are you okay?”

            He instantly relaxed, leaning into your touch with a nod. “I’m fine,” he muttered, shooting irritated glances after your retreating kin. “But someone should teach her some respect.”

            “She’s always been like that,” you said with a shrug. “Now you know why living on the mountain isn’t so bad.”

            “I’m sorry.” Shihou’s apology and sorrowful gaze caught you off guard. “You don’t deserve to be banished after all the efforts you’ve made for your village.”

            You shook your head. “It’s fine. I’ve come to see it as a blessing in disguise.”

            Shihou still looked doubtful but you cut off any argument he was thinking up. “No more pity and no more frowns. We should be celebrating! The villagers have their fish and no one’s going to go hungry any time soon! Besides,” His eyes widened at your playful glance. “I thought you wanted to show me the waterfall?”

            His surprise quickly shifted to flirty and amused. “Alright, Peaches,” he relented fondly. Before you could blink, you were swept off the ground and into his arms. Your face flushed red from his warm embrace and the cheeky smirk aimed right at you. “Let’s head back. I can’t wait to show you everything.”

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Finally got to see Wukong up close and personal!

I'm so sorry this chapter took so long, Peach Friends! My schedule has been super busy the past few weeks and may not slow down for a bit. I'll do my best to update as regularly as possible, thank you to all my wonderful readers for your patience and support!

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[newkatzkafe2023]

Not sure if you did this yet, but how would the monkeys react to meeting an albino female monkey reader?

SOOO PRETTY YOU WILL BE🤩😍

(Lmk Wukong) He is starstruck and in awe of your appearance, especially you snow white Fur. He might have a few questions about your fur, but you were just so adorable and fluffy he couldn't take it. His favorite pass time is cuddling you close to him, and he would be out like a light once his face touches your fur.

(MKR Wukong) What a beautiful snowball you are, and he wants to cherish and observe you. He always finds himself petting and napping in your fur along with fruity. He also likes how you would hide on the snowy areas of the journey and would ambush him with kisses.

(NR Wukong) Your fur color kinda reminds him of his, and it's a wonderful look on you. You were the prettiest thing he's ever seen, and he wasted know time flirting with you. You would giggle and purr at him. You were such a pretty snowflake and would shower you with compliments. Not to mention you were so fluffy and adorable as he cuddles you on the couch.

(HIB Wukong) Man, he saw you from miles away with how fluffy and pale you are. Your white fur makes you stick out like a sore thumb, but if you didn't stick out, he would have noticed how pretty you actually look. Although he thought you would never freely speak with him, you came up to him. With that, you both found to have a lot more in common.

(Netflix Wukong) His mind was blown as he's never seen a monkey like you before. You were a fluffy female albino monkey, with all white Fur like a giant snowflake. He found himself making his way to you and introducing himself as the monkey king. Though you weren't all that impressed with him, you did find him funny and really enjoyed talking to him. Wukong still marvels at the rare sight that is you.

(BMW Wukong) His jaw dropped at your appearance like seriously he's been around for years, but he's never seen someone like you. Not only were you a female monkey, but a albino monkey was all white fur he couldn't stop looking at you. You were such a rare and elusive sight for him, and he wanted to know more about you for centuries to come.

(Destined one) He...for once he wasn't sure what to think of this, he's never seen a monkey like you before. You were a gorgeous female albino monkey. Such a rare sight you are. He had questions. Though you were also very friendly and social, happily chatting him up and the destined one, he found himself starting a beautiful relationship with you.

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[journeytothewestresearch]

I've read your articles on your blog! I can't thank you enough for your extensive research, you have helped thousand of people into enlightment!

Curious though, you said on one of them that you aren't a fans of BM:W storyline. Care to elaborate why you dislike it?

Thank you for the kind words.

I have a number of problems with the story. The following is presented in no particular order:

The game continues a trend that I last noticed in the film Jiang Ziya (姜子牙, 2020): gods are the true villains. This just seems like an attempt to maintain the status quo of the CCP's institutionalized atheism (I'm an atheist by the way, just not anti-theist). Someone please correct me if you think I'm overreaching.

Wukong forsaking his Buddhahood makes no sense as his attainment of enlightenment is the culmination of his original story. The game spits in the face of his great sacrifices and efforts by making such changes. Also, Buddhahood is a state of being and not just a title that can be discarded.

Monkey's plan to remove the headband via reincarnation (or whatever you want to call it) just seems really, really convoluted.

The many changes to the original characters' established story arcs are unnecessary. For example, Red Boy "finishes" his discipleship under Guanyin and returns to being a dick. So dumb.

[soft-niku-and-sake]

Luffy is so damn funny. I love him so much

[prisi-chsn]

I really liked the LineArt in this particular drawing.