#Cursed Warlords LMK Au

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

QTC

How would feel the warlords if they found out that Reader thinks they only wants her to have their children? As if she were just a baby machine. I mean, thay treat her well, but she thinks it's a form of manipulation.

JUST A QTC!? How could you give me this as a QTC!? It is such magnificent ANGST Material THOUGH!! But I’ll do it… might have to add it into the Fic because of this.

Wukong: A WHAT!? NO she is NOT a baby machine! My darling is MY WIFE and if she doesn’t want to have cubs then that is her decision!

Macaque: How dare you insinuate such a thing 😤

Needless to say, neither of the duo would appreciate such an assumption. I could see Reader believing they want something like that for a while.

But when the duo finds out, she thinks that they would be quick to explain that they don't feel that way at all. Yes they want cubs but they aren't going to force it onto her. Theh love her too much for that.

[qwimblenorrisstan]

Trophy | 141 x Reader

Day 15: Fantasy AU w/ Task Force 141

Summary: When the MacTavish Clan raids a neighboring clan who grew a bit too bold, they don’t expect to find the feisty, beaten wife of the other clan’s chief.

Word Count: ~1.2k

Warnings: Violence, blood, implied abuse, death, implied rape, kidnapping

A/N: well this was supposed to be fluff, but I hope you enjoy regardless, lmk what you think<3

Requests are open!

The MacTavish Clan had been preparing for a raid on a neighboring clan that kept pushing boundaries, with local women disappearing into the night with no explanation at all, weapons disappearing, and footsteps discovered that weren’t of the style of shoe anyone within the clan wore, and that was among the less suspicious things.

The most talented and local blacksmith, Simon, known for his welding mask in a skull shape, had been honing the weapons for it.

Johnny, the leader of the Clan, had been discussing plans with Price, the leader of their men, and Gaz, his advisor. The general idea was simple, keep it undercover as long as possible, or until signs of their missing women and supplies were found, then they would go loud, letting every other man flood in.

Plunder what they could from the Gravison Clan, take their resources, and lives, and maybe take a few women from them in retaliation.

A few hours later, things were progressing smoothly, Price having infiltrated their walls under the cover of darkness, most men settling down for the night already, when the warlord discovered just what he’d been expecting in a large boat just offshore: the women of the MacTavish Clan bound and gagged in the storage compartment in the bottom.

One flaming arrow was shot into the sky, and just like that, every man from the Clan was flooding the Gravison Clan’s walls and defenses, slaughtering everyone they found save for the women and children, hunting down their leader, going through every house and home, Johnny wanting the kill for himself.

When he finally found the man, cowering inside a large home, he slit his throat after distributing more than a few hits to his body, and more than a few barked insults and curses at him.

The man’s head was soon put on a pike to be displayed, a sign of warning.

But what he hadn’t expected to find was a feisty woman, the wife of the Gravison Clan’s leader, fighting more than even her husband had, yelling and hissing and cursing at Johnny as he grabbed her, throwing her over his shoulder even as she kicked and clawed, nails drawing a bit of blood. It wasn’t often he took a prize from his battles, but you were intriguing, he’d never seen a woman with so much fight.

“Quit yer yappin’, woman.”

He grumbled as you pounded at his back, cursing him out so severely that the Devil himself would blush. The smell of smoke was thick in the air as huts and buildings were burned, leaving behind ashy remnants of what had been of the Clan.

Burnt bones crunched beneath his feet as he walked back to what had been of the gates, approaching his short, sturdy horse, hopping on in one smooth movement, one hand gathering both reigns as Price joined him on his own horse, following as Johnny took point back to the MacTavish Clan’s lands.

His warlord only raised a brow at the yelling woman thrown over his shoulder but didn’t question it, the ride silent back to their lands as your throat eventually grew too raw to keep screaming, body shivering from the cold and the exhaustion quickly seeping deep into your bones. Whether you had fallen asleep or passed out was lost on him, but he didn’t care either way, Price only spoke once he was sure your breathing had fallen into a deeper rhythm indicating unconsciousness.

“Didn’t take you as one to take a prize mare.”

Price commented, carefully eying his Chief, trying to read his mood based on the little tells. Johnny shrugged.

“Not a prize mare, just felt different about this one.”

And that was that. The conversation had ended, Price only giving a little grunt in return before they continued on the path home.

When they finally arrived, they had plenty of work to do.

~

When you woke, you first registered the pounding headache between your eyes, the loud sounds outside of work being done, people shouting, wood being sawed, and metal being hammered, only adding to your discomfort.

You tried to sit up, quietly groaning, leaning against the wall behind you.

It was a wonder you weren’t dead yet, honestly. But maybe that was part of their game, maybe they would just give you a glimmer of hope only to slaughter you like cattle, or turn you into a sex slave, or just an object to take their anger out on. It wouldn’t surprise you.

Your clothes had been changed. From the thin nightgown you’d worn the night earlier, now to a thin white smock, a strap dress sewn together at the sides hanging nearby.

Splotchy bruises were spread across your skin from the night earlier, though you couldn’t tell if they were from the other Chief, or your husband’s hands nights ago. They felt tender when you brushed a hand against them as if someone had rubbed against them.

You were in what seemed to be a separate section of a longhouse, a lit torch burning mildly as it hung from the mud and stone walls. Your eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness that still prevailed in the room, just as you heard a door creak, scrambling away as a man with honey-brown skin and short, tightly curled hair stepped in.

“Easy, I’m not here to hurt you.”

He said, offering a small smile that would’ve been reassuring in any other predicament. There was a platter in his hands, looking as if it was made of terracotta, a small roasted bird resting on it as he stepped further in, shutting the door behind him.

You watched warily as he set the plate down on one end of the bed you were in, moving to lean against a wall opposite the bed. He watched as you slowly picked the plate up, glancing at the food, before pulling the wing part off with cracked nails, taking a bite, and reluctantly deciding it was delicious.

“I’m Kyle, but everyone calls me Gaz. You are..?”

You looked him dead in the eye, chewing your bite of food, dead stare unnerving him slightly, before you swallowed, a flicker of pain in your eyes from how your throat ached until you finally responded.

“Y/N.”

You croaked out, and he nodded, but frowned slightly, giving you a glance over, before his gaze went back to your face.

“I'll be honest, I wasn’t expecting you to be so docile, considering you just watched your husband die by our Chief’s hand—“

“Good.”

Your raspy voice interrupted, eyes boring into his as you took another bite of the meat, and you watched his brows furrow for a moment. You shifted in the bed slightly, moving to pull your knees to your chest, plate balancing on your knee as the smock was pulled up slightly, showcasing one of the nastier bruises on your thigh.

His eyes darted to the bruises, quickly piecing things together as he carefully spoke his next few words.

“Your husband wasn’t a good man, was he?”

You shook your head, and he gave a little thoughtful nod, getting up, opening the door, walking out, closing it while muttering to himself. You managed to hear only a quiet,

“Bloody hell,”

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@hawke1917

@flufftober

[mitskicodedwukong]

im obsessed with qoffm, i’ve been reading it since like the third chapter came out ? and i was scrolling thru the lmk reader insert tags on here, and was like, “hm, i really like this persons fics on here”, opened ur intro post and YELLED when i saw that u were the qoffm author lolol

just wanted to say that i love ur writing so much, wish only the best for u – especially since u keep dragging me back into the lmk/jttw fandom lol <3

this is so kind of you, but i'm fairly certain you unfortunately have me mixed up with someone else! i think you may be talking about the author of the Cursed Warlord AU (@phoenixeclipse-lmkau) or the Queen of FFM AU by Centryberry, but you also might be thinking of an AU i just don't know/haven't seen yet.

this is the only thing i made for my AU, which needs to be updated:

no writing yet, unfortunately.

i hope you stick around but also i hope you find the author deserving of your praise 💕!!

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

What if the monkeys were sent to Reader's world and saw that she has a partner whom she truly love and he love her back, because of the loving eyes they see in both of them, very similar to the ones wukong and Macaque give each other? There could be a time when her partner helps take care of the monkeys by sharing her love for nature or they attack him out of jelousy.

OH damn, if the monkey duo found out that Reader was truly in love with someone else… like romantically? Well then there would be bloodshed.

The monkey duo in this Au are Yandere, and while originally I was going to make them more Yandere then they ended up, they are still Yandere. They can an will kill someone who they think is a romantic rival who is standing in the way of their happy ending with Reader.

They duo aren’t delusional, neither Wukong nor Macaque. It’s true that Wukong will have a few times that he is delusional but that isn’t a constant thing. Quite the contrary it only happens every once and a while, usually right after Reader is especially nice to him or Macaque or both in some cases.

Because Wukong and Macaque know that they need to tread carefully when killing as Reader is highly against killing, they don’t kill anyone that is very platonically loved by Reader. They don’t like them by any means but they also crave Reader’s smile. And if having her sworn sister with her is the only way that they’ll get it they will deal with it.

On the contrary if that smile turns romantic, or merely a crush to someone else that person will be dead. Very very dead. Wukong would kill them as soon as he sees that smile directed at them, or see the other person flirting with Reader. While Macaque would wait till Reader is away from them to kill as he knows that Reader doesn’t like bloodshed. Wukong knows too, and he really tries but seeing that loving smile would definitely send him over the edge.

Now if they are still cursed at this point? Oh they would be jealous beyond belief and attack the other person. They don’t like anyone else taking THEIR Reader’s attention… no matter what.

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Oh, oh, pretty! I do think that she was drawn a tiny bit too tall, but it's hard to tell. But regardless, she's pretty! Thank you so much! 💗

You did such a good job!

fanart for @phoenixeclipse-lmkau and her OC the monkey demoness Spirit from her fic ; Cursed Warlords AU.

I hope you'll like it !

I don't remember seeing any description of Spirit's clothes, so I try to do something simple and practical to travel ( sorry if there was I must have missed it ).

+ Bonus desperate Spirit in front of some reader's decisions.

And Just to be clear clear clear Spirit entirely belong to phoenixeclipse-lmkau !!!

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

for the universe of soulmates. We now that the flowers of your soulmate wither when they die, but what happens to the other soulmate who is still alive, is there any mental or physical effect?

When the flowers die, that is only the first sign a soulmate has died. Many times, there would be more side effects, including the writing on their arms or legs, which begin to burn until they are washed off.

Even after the flowers have gone and the ink is washed away, the person would still feel a dull ache from the flowers and a sharp stinging from the ink that once adorned their skin.

Their dreams also turn to nothing but darkness, and they float within it until they wake up.

Some would definitely have mental side effects as well due to the pain of losing someone so close or special to them.

Some go crazy, some go numb but over all it’s never good for the person who lost their soulmate… Unless-

There are chances extremely small and rare that someone gets a second chance mate. This can only happen if the other person has also lost their soulmate. It is impossible for it to happen any other way.

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Warlord Wukong: Hello my Queen

Reader: *Looks around confused when she sees no one other than Macaque and Wukong* I thought he was your warrior- *You manage to stumble out your words*

Warlord Macaque: I am The Monkey King's Shadow, his Warrior and his fellow King.

Reader: But he just called you his Queen.

Warlord Wukong: No I called you my Queen.

Reader: *Stares in confusion* I think you hit your head too hard... I'm not your Queen.

Warlord Macaque: You will be once we get married~

Reader: *Instantly flustered* WHAT!? No I'm not marrying anyone!

Warlord Wukong: Oh our sweet little mate~ You don't really have a choice...

Reader: *Flustered embarrassment turns to fear and anger* Excuse me!?

Warlord Macaque: What my loving husband means is that we are courtnapping you. Once you arrive on Flower Fruit Mountian, you will be our mate and our Queen.

Reader: *Slowly tries to back away but there's no where she can go in the small cave she had found herself in when she woke up after a demon attack*

Warlord Wukong: You'll love it, I promise.

Reader: Listen, I'm sure you're both really nice men, but I'm not interes- Ahhh!

The next thing you know your tossed over Wukong's shoulder. He doesn't care about your kicking and screaming as he carries you away.

Reader: Let me go!

Warlord Macaque: he'll let you go once we get home, love. Until then you should stop screaming it might attract... attention~ And not from those humans you value so much.

You felt a shiver down your spine at the threat. No the warning of the other demons that inhabited the forest that you were entering. They were courtnapping you and there was nothing you could do about it!

Random idea dump. Can't say I'm totally happy with it but I'm sharing it anyways.

Feel free to Reblog if you want to add to this!

Comments are also appreciated ❤️

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Cursed Warlord AU - Reader & MK Talk

Might make this canon to au... Not sure yet. The scene just would not leave my head.

Summery: After the journey Reader is sent back to her world, and both of the warlords believe she is dead. They are married and raise Xiaotian when they find his egg, the small amount of chaos energy reminds them of Reader. And he has powers similar to both Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque.

He is able to convince his dads to let him live in the city. It takes years but he convinces them and works at Pigsy’s noodles meeting a young woman named Reader who is now his co-worker. Someone who just moved into town a few months before him.

He gets into a fight with his dads about them wanting him to come back but he doesn’t want to live on the Mountian. Because of this he is sitting on top of the restaurant when Reader finds him.

“MK?” You call out in confusion when you first noticed his feet dangling off of the roof.

It had shocked you to see the young man curled up with a look of defeat across his face. His arms crossed over his chest as he pulled his knees up to his chest as you made your way out of his apartment window to get to him. You had to borrow a key from Pigsy just to get through the window.

“What do you want?” He grumbled not looking at you as he stared up at the night sky.

You remained silent for a moment before sitting down next to him. Looking down you noticed the fall would probably hurt so you crossed your legs and sat just a little bit away from the edge. You knew something was wrong but for the life of you, you couldn’t figure it out.

“Are you alright?” You questioned, looking out at the stars not wanting to pressure him.

“What do you care?” He bit back a frown setting on his face as he turned to face you, but it relaxed when he noticed how calm you looked.

“I care about my friends, and you’re my friend. We’ve been through quite a bit you know, you saved me from the Spider Queen, and you stopped that one demon from courtnapping me remember. Is it so confusing to think that I care about you?” You chuckled awkwardly unsure of what he meant with his question.

Mk’s eyes widened in shock, he hadn’t thought of that. Then a frown set back on his face, you only cared because he helped you. Why was that disappointing? His parents were right, they were the only ones who loved him unconditionally. No one else cared-

“Then again, I cared before then. You’re a cheerful person it’s no wonder that everyone cares about you so much,” You laughed fondly before finally looking him in the eyes.

His eyes were wide with shock, “Not everyone cares about me,” He finally bit back.

“That’s true, there will always be people that won’t care. Every person is different… but you do have a lot of people who care about you. Pigsy, Tang, Sandy, Mo, you’ve got Mei always hanging out with you, haven’t you also befriended Redson?” You teased about Redson causing Mk’s face to flush. You knew full well of the crush he developed on the Second Demon Bull Prince. “Redboy is also someone who has been hanging around without trying to kill anyone you know.”

“…Yeah. There are people who care,” He mutters lowly. “But why?”

You glanced at him before staring up at the stars again. You thought it over, the silence slowly becoming tense as Mk waited for a reason. Some real reason that people cared about him, that they would truly want to be his friend.

“I can’t say,” You respond finally and Mk felt his chest tighten, there was no good reason was there.

“Oh.”

“Well I can’t say why THEY care,” You emphasize before looking at him again with a smile.

Looking at you with a calm look he waited again, even though he wanted to run away so he didn’t have to listen to any more of this. It hurt, he didn’t want to listen about what he did to EARN their affection. He just wanted to be loved for who he was, he wanted people to care for him without them asking for something in return. But regardless he couldn’t bring himself to move so he sat there listening to you speak. Each word made him freeze.

“I can tell you why I care though. I care because you’re you. I care because you’re MK. I care because you are a good person. I care because no matter what I know you try to do what is right even when others try to push you down or push you in a different direction,” You explain hoping that he could feel the sincerity of your words.

He stared at you wide eyes for a moment before asking, “But- But what if I wasn’t a good person? What if I got pushed down? What if I got sent the wrong way?”

“Why does that matter?” You asked in response after a moment of silence.

“What? Why would it not matter?” He bit back tears flooding his eyes.

“It doesn’t matter because you ARE a good person. Because you GET BACK UP when you get pushed down. Because you turn around when you get pushed the WRONG WAY. Mk listen life is full of ups and downs, there will always be something that will test you in one way or another. I don’t know what is going on but… no matter what, you know I care about you. Even if you don’t KNOW that, I do, I care about you just like your other friends care about you,” You hope that’s the right thing to say, even though it didn’t make complete sense… You weren’t very good at this were you?

Mk stared at you thinking, what was wrong? What was wrong was the fact his parents didn’t think he was old enough to live in the city. What was wrong was his parents wanting him to go back to the island. What was wrong is that they continued to try to protect him when he didn’t need it. He moved to the city to prove he could do SOMETHING for himself, and he had… he had done many things for himself. He fought the Demon Bull King, The Spider Queen, many other demons, he had made a living for himself, he had saved lives and he had survived against threats of all kinds.

Even after all that his parents still didn’t see him as an adult they still didn’t see that he was loved and cared for while actually getting the freedom to CHOOSE what he wanted to do. He could feel the tears building in his eyes, he knew that this had nothing to do with thinking that the others didn’t care for him, he knew they did. He just wanted his parents to see that as well.

“My parents… they want me to move back home,” He barely let out the whisper, letting out a choked sob, he didn’t want to go back. It hadn’t even been six months and they wanted him to come back. “But I don’t want to go back. I want to stay HERE.”

“Do- Do you not get along with your parents?” You begin with a frown, suddenly worried for his actual mental health.

“It’s not that! It… I just…They make me feel so trapped like I can’t do anything without them. But I can! I can do things without them… I just wish that they could see that,” He almost yelled trying to calm down while still being upset. “I-It almost makes me… hate them! I- I just don’t know what to do anymore!”

“… Have you told them that?” You asked curiously.

“What!? NO! I could never tell them any of that, they would never take it well. They… they wouldn’t even listen I’m sure,” He growled out thinking back to their last argument.

‘You wanted to see the city and you have, now it’s time to come home. Where it’s safe,’ his baba’s words echoed through his own glamoured six ears, he didn’t want to think about it. He just wanted them to listen to him for once!

You sat in silence for a moment before finally saying, “…How will you know if you don’t tell them?”

Mk didn’t respond at first as he took deep breaths. He wouldn’t know their reactions unless he actually said something would he? But these were HIS parents, the same ones who want him to train more, to stay by their side and become a warlord like them. He didn’t want that, he didn’t want to be a warlord, he wanted to be a hero, someone people would actually look at without fear or hatred.

“I just do… They just want me to stay with them like… like some child!”

“They want to protect you…” You muttered thinking back on your own experiences, when you were trapped, when you had no where you could turn to except for the ones who held you prisoner. You had been a Queen but you didn’t have freedom, and freedom was something that you valued highly in life. “But you feel trapped with how they do it? Is that right?”

“Something like that…” Mk curled up again silently letting some tears freely fall down his cheeks.

“I’ve been through that once…” You had been trying not to think about them, but how could you not? You had returned to the world they resided, one wrong move and they would find you. You had already left them three times and each time they got more and more desperate to keep you close. You weren’t sure how to tell Mk that, especially since his parents probably weren’t world dominating Warlords like your husbands were.

“You have?” Mk sounded disbelieving.

“Yeah… I… I was married once or still am… I think. Anyways, I was married and my husbands were… well they were powerful warriors and known far and wide. They hated when I would get in danger and every chance they got they would drag me back to their home. They didn’t want me to leave because they were afraid of what would happen,” You explained hoping to give him some comfort in knowing he wasn’t alone.

"So what? You think I should.... Just go back?" he asked slowly before scoffing.

"No. Nothing will excuse a person's actions. I'm saying that there are reasons, reasons that show how much they care about you. Maybe if you spoke with them and told them exactly how you feel... They might listen, after all they do care about you,” you said as you pulled him into a hug," May be they would listen to him like Sun Wukong and Macaque didn't listen to you.

MK thought about it, maybe just maybe they would listen to him. There was a chance, it was small, his parents never did like when he was in real danger. He just couldn't live his life on the island like he has been. He wanted...he craved...he needed freedom.

"Did you... What happened to your husbands?" MK finally asked.

"Well... It's a long story," you start but decide to sum it up, sort of. “But they think I'm dead.”

"What? Who are your husbands?"

"Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque."

As always comments and likes are greatly appreciated. Opinions? Send them my way. If you have criticism also let me know, just don’t be rude about it (Though I haven’t had any RUDE criticism. In fact all that I’ve gotten are helpful opinions which I greatly enjoy!)

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

So, I have a thought about Spirit;

Spirit: This is my fabulous sister, Queen of Flower Fruit Mountain.

Reader: (waves)

Spirit: and these are her lame, don't deserve her, pathetic husbands.

Wukong & Macaque: hey now-

Like, Spirit taking advantage of being Reader's sister to be the most annoying in-law she can

Yaasss!! If and when the dust settles and if Reader actually accepts them. Yes this would totally happen, heck I can see so many scenarios where she would be like this.

Spirit does NOT like the two monkey demons who stole her sister away. The sheer number of times she will try to get her sister back is astounding.

Heck, she'd be like this even with MK. Since Reader is PROBABLY going to adopt him. Spirit would be the cool aunt who gives him anything he wants. Especially since she is not good with knowing what they actually need.

Anyways I love this idea sooo-

.....

The room was filled with demons and celestials alike, many coming to Flower Fruit Mountain in hopes of becoming allies or at least making sure they wouldn't be harmed by the Monkey King and his Warrior. Others simply came to meet the new Queen they have taken.

Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque were very well known to keep everyone they can away from their new mate. News had spread like wildfire at the news of the two taking on a mortal human woman as their mate. A few didn’t believe it others believed that this would be a great way to finding a weakness between the monkey king and his warrior. Some even speculated that one of them had cheated on the other, however none of that was true.

The room was filled with demons and celestials alike, many coming to Flower Fruit Mountain in hopes of becoming allies or at least making sure they wouldn't be harmed by the Monkey King and his Warrior. Others simply came to meet the new Queen they have taken.

Many glanced around trying to locate the only human within the midst and finally they did. A young maiden, dressed in a long dark red hanfu with vibrant gold embroidered throughout the fabric. Roses decorated your hair along with jewels that dangled beautifully around your head and through your hair.

Some attempted to approach you but all were sent away by the small monkey demoness that accompanied you. A dark furred one with floating hair and light grey eyes. The one known as Spirit, the daughter of one of the Monkey Kings generals. The only ones able to get closer were your husbands who were willing to just scoop you up into their arms.

Both monkey kings had increased their size while the festivities were taking place.

“Brother!” Sun Wukong loudly called out when none other than the Demon Bull King walked into the ballroom.

You felt a shiver run down your spine at the sheer sight of the mighty and huge demon before you. It was absolutely terrifying to see someone so huge. Your attention however was turned away to someone else. A woman with long black hair and deep black eyes, she was watching the Demon Bull King like a hawk. But then turned her attention to you.

“Hello, you must be the woman everyone has been speaking of,” She spoke elegantly as she walked up to you gracefully.

Spirit immediately bared her teeth and growled at her, “What do you want?”

“I merely wished to speak with the new Queen of the Mountian. My name is Princess Iron Fan, and yours?” Her eyes watched you calmly though they narrowed slightly as she waited for a response.

You didn’t know why she approached you, she was a celestial who had nothing to do with you. And if she was anything like they show which you weren’t sure if you should trust her. In fact based on everything you knew, you shouldn’t trust her.

“Reader, her name is Reader MY Fabulous and wonderful SISTER, The Queen of Flower Fruit Mountain,” Spirit answered for you, emphasizing the fact that you were siblings, sworn siblings but details. You also noticed how she spoke about you being Queen rather bitterly which wasn’t really surprising.

You waved awkwardly unsure of what to do when you felt two familiar presences behind you. Turning slightly you noticed your two husbands arrive, Wukong wearing his usual smirk and Macaque narrowing his eyes at the woman before them.

“And these are Readers completely useless, lame, and don’t deserve her pathetic husbands,” Spirit said smugly.

“Excuse me what did you just say?” Wukong growled but before attacking he was held back by his husband as Reader pulled Spirit to her side and sending him a stern look. Even while she shook with some fear.

So in tern yes Spirit will be the most annoying sister-in-law that these two monkey demons will ever have. Especially because she is the only in-law that they currently have. The reason for this is simple too, Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque don’t have any ‘real’ family other than the monkeys on the mountain. All of which were all for them getting together and they all knew both of them before they got together. So they weren’t trying to learn about new people.

Thank you so much for this ask!! I greatly enjoy seeing people liking my content!

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

i see you like my crumbs, will you take another?

now hear me out:

reader looking after the cubs by grooming their fur.

at first they never would allow it, them looking after each other. but after awhile, maybe they need to be cleaned up quickly or perhaps they cant groom each other for some reason, and so they have their choice: reader or spirit.

they already know how proficient spirit is with monkey related things, so its a case of who they trust more.

reader has gave them pats and scratches, and perhaps removed things from their fur once or twice, but has no skills when it comes to grooming a monkey proper, but that certainly wont stop them from trying! it takes a while, with reader going slow, but afterwards, they are.. mostly clean? they really cant blame reader for not knowing how to do so, but she certainly tried her best!

and well, it certainly felt nice, that's for sure.

they don't always get both cleaned by reader, sometimes spirit grooms one of them as well. not often, and only when they absolutely cant get clean with in the timeframe they have. spirit doesn't put in as much care to make sure she isn't pulling hair and such. she isn't being mean, but she just prioritises efficiency over comfort, unlike reader.

as they grow closer and closer with reader, she gets more chances to groom them, getting more skilled at it as time goes on. after a while, they even try and return the favour, from time to time.

now, instead of only when they need it, they try and get a grooming session from reader whenever they're relaxing, loving the sensation of reader caring for them so gently.

but when they turn back...

it's a bit difficult to convince reader to groom them, especially when they kidnapped her.

monkey duo: ah yes, hello, i know we took you to the mountain and are never letting you go, but can you please clean our fur? even though us being in our true forms means we are bigger now, and thus take much more time?

reader, freshly kidnapped and pissed off: no, you aren't kids, clean yourselves

monkey duo: :(

a few hours later:

reader grooming a random cub that asked politely:

monkey duo: :(

monkey duo: >:(

i will be back with more crumbs at a later date, i hope you enjoy this one.

Hahaha!!! Omg this would totally happen!

Now don't get me wrong the monkey duo wouldn't be mad at the cub. They would never be mad at a cub. However they are mad that they aren't also getting grooming.

Macaque would be slightly more understanding because he is self aware that they did kidnap/courtnap you. Though he still doesn’t like that you won’t give him such attention yet. He is sure that eventually you’ll give in though.

“Darling,” Wukong called out as he opened the door to your room/ cage.

Immediately you backed up in your bed, a scowl easily spread across your face even through the fear that you felt. In his hands the Warlord held a tray of fruits, all freshly cut and carefully placed to look extra appealing. You barely looked at the offering that he tried to give you, instead watching the monkey demon.

Sun Wukong was tall, almost standing at six feet tall with deep golden eyes. His beautiful golden fur looked the same shade as when he was in the form of a cub. You almost felt betrayed when you had first seen his true form. He had been wearing his golden armor and extravagant clothing before but now? Now as he walked into the room he was wearing nothing but a pair of pants, showing off his furry chest and back muscles.

All you did was glare at the monkey demon as he set the tray onto a table in the room. You didn’t say a word as he looked over at you. You expected him to leave but then noticed Macaque also walk into the room, dressed the same as his mate. His normally dark fur gone in favor of his beautiful white coat that he only shows to you and Wukong.

“What?” You ask almost silently as you waited for their reason for staying.

“It’s been a week since you’ve arrived on the island,” Wukong started, a wide grin spread across his face as if he just told you something incredible.

You raise an eyebrow with confusion, “So-?”

Both monkey demons approached the bed and leaned against it, giving you a full view of their chests. You pushed down the blush that threatened to cover your face at the sight of them.

“We were hoping- that you’d be willing to give us a grooming,” Macaque was the one to speak.

Immediately you’re tiny bubble burst and you gave them a glare, “No.”

“Oh come on why not!?” Wukong yelled looking at you with a puppy dog look across his face, as he flopped himself on the ground.

At the action you backed up a frown spread across your face. You glanced at Macaque who unlike Wukong merely looked dejected but seemed to have accepted that you wouldn’t groom them. However his mate, was not the same case.

“Darling, love, precious gem, our precious Queen, please,” Wukong begged jumping onto the bed and laying his head on your lap before you could move.

You of course merely frowned and pushed him off of you a deep frown covering your face. Looking away you scowled.

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A few hours later when you are sitting alone in the room after having sent the duo away, both being thoroughly disappointed. Slowly you had eaten the food they provided, you had to admit that it tasted delicious. Not that you would tell either of them that, especially right now.

*Chirp*

It was small almost silent, a tiny chirp caught your attention. Turning to look you saw none other than a small monkey cub. It was a little girl with curly dark brown fur and the brightest blue eyes. She was looking almost everywhere but at you and playing with the sleeves of her pretty pink Hanfu.

“Hello there,” You couldn’t help but coo at the cute cub.

Almost immediately she perked up her eyes wide as she looked up at you with a warm smile. Cautiously she walked up to you and sat down a little bit away before scooting a little closer and settling down. Curious you tilted your head before crouching down to her level.

“Is there something you need?” You asked calmly.

“C-Can you help me? I can’t get the knots,” She muttered pointing around her body to her back and you felt your heart squeeze. How could you say no to such a cute face?

You barely let out a sigh before sitting down on the floor in front of her. Immediately the young cub turns around and reveals her back to you pulling her clothing so you could reach where she couldn’t. With expert care and skill that you attained from grooming the two warlords before you knew who they were you carefully combed through her fur.

Gently untangling every knot and strand you smiled when she began to purr. It was calm and rather domestic. You didn’t even notice when someone leaned against the doorframe.

Macaque’s gaze watched you calmly, he crossed his arms across himself and found himself bitterly smiling. He wanted that attention, the attention that you were freely giving to such a small monkey cub. She was a runt so small and frail, someone who you were caring for without a second thought. You will make such a wonderful mother, the thought crossed his mind and he quickly pushed it away. At least he tried. The thought of you carrying his cubs was overwhelming, you would make such cute cubs.

He was only broken out of his thoughts when his husband walked by, “No fair!”

You jumped before whipping your head around to look at the warlords, Wukong in particular had an almost offended look on his face. He didn’t think it was fair, he wanted your attention too. He wanted your fingers combing and grooming through his fur, he was your husband! You were married as far as he or Macaque were concerned, he did everything needed with the courtship and courtnapping. Aside from consummation but you just weren’t ready for that.

“Why won’t you groom my fur too,” He practically whined stomping his feet.

The cub let out a squeak before scurrying away to get away from the warlord, only to get caught by Macaque’s tail. You felt a shot of fear through you for a split second before he gently cradled the cub in his arms. The look on his face was both disappointment and wonder as he handed the cub back to you. Something that you accepted without a second thought, which was the reason unknown to you that Wukong went silent.

You were so cute holding the cub, how did he miss that!? How would you look holding their cub? Both his and Macaque’s? The thought filled his head as he sat down on the ground, his tail thumping on the ground as he tried to calm himself down. You focused back on grooming the cub, weather because you simply wanted to or to avoid the warlords was unclear at this point.

I loved this ask! SO CUTE!! Honestly they will be less annoyed with you grooming cubs and more wanting you to have THEIR cubs. So Reader’s gotta be careful with that, luckily for her the monkey warlords are willing to wait. Even if they don’t want to. Sorry again for the waits on these but I am working on them!!

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For some reason, I can’t help but picture the two warlords trying to talk the reader into eating a peach of immortality, and if the reader continues to refuse, they’re just like to heck with it and decide to sneak one into her food one day and end up, making her immortal and she doesn’t realize it until it’s too late 

Love this I do. And they have every intention of getting her to be immortal like they are. She can’t escape them even through death. They won’t allow it.

Now as for how they’ll get her to be immortal? There are two options that come to mind.

The first option being that they sneak it into her food. While she’s trapped on the island they are able to feed her whatever they want, getting her to actually eat it always depends on her mood though. There has been a few times she’ll reject the food that they offer. However the answer to that is quite simple, give the fruit to a cub and have the cub give it to her. With Reader’s bleeding heart she won’t be able to bring herself to reject the cub.

The second? HAHAHHA! Well let’s just say depending on the desperation that these yanderes have depends on how fast they want her to eat the fruit. In this case, they could just bite down into the fruit and feed it to her via a kiss. They won’t let their pretty wife leave them, no matter what she says about it. Though doing it this way may just get her pissed off, she does pack a mean punch (Not really, these two are too strong for her to actually hurt them)

“I’m not willing to lose you my darling~”

“As if we’d allow death to take you away from us~”

Short answer, yes they will definitely have to ‘fight’ to get her to be immortal. Reader doesn’t want immortality she just wants to go home back to her own world.

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if wukong is the sun and Macaque is the moon, then reader is their shooting star. And even though they see it from afar, free and bright, they can still see her light, which provokes deep emotions in them and makes them want to catch her.

For the longest time Wukong saw himself as the sun. He was the sun to Macaque’s moon, and Macaque was the moon to his sun. The perfect couple in his opinion, he didn’t want nor need anything else.

And then you came into his life, at first it was only a fleeting moment for him. A few months where he met you and then you were gone. Like watching a shooting star streak across the sky. He mourned the loss of you and your warmth after that day. He, The Monkey KING missed a human woman. A precious, loving and adorable human woman.

Then by a stroke of fate, luck or something else you returned to him and Macaque. They couldn’t help but keep you close when they could. But even when they thought that there was nothing that could hurt you anymore, they still failed, they still lost you.

Time and time again, you would return to them and time and time again you would end up… gone. You were truly like a shooting star that was almost always just out of his reach. Just far enough that he couldn’t catch you.

But even so he would NEVER stop chasing his precious shooting star. The one that one day, he hoped would no longer leave, no longer run. The one that would be his and Macaque’s alone.

The Sun, The Moon and their Precious Shooting Star~

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Reader thinks the monkeys are normal animals right? So would she change/shower in front of them or feel awkward being naked in front of the monkeys? Or would spirit just babysit them whenever the issue comes up?

Ooh! Now, this is a thought. And she wouldn't feel awkward about it at all. They might feel a bit awkward, though, seeing as they don't interact with humans much, besides ya know killing them.

Spirit doesn't really know the importance of 'decency' for humans so doesn't really care. Until she learns about how it's important to them. Once she does she takes it upon herself to keep the two male monkeys away from Reader while she's either changing or cleaning herself.

That being said, by this point, when Spirit is trying to separate them, they have already fallen in love with her. So~ I think ya'll can see the problem. Having Spirit trying to hold onto two monkey 'cubs' who are trying to fight to get back with their darling is so much fun. They don't like anyone who tries to keep them away from their love.

Why should they not get to bathe with their darling? They've done so many times before, and she gives them the best scratches when they do, too. Of course, they didn't like the baths at first, but since their darling is insistent on helping them stay clean, how can they resist.

So when Spirit 'suddenly' and 'for no reason' starts to stop them? Oh, they are not pleased, not pleased one single bit. They had just gotten used to their baths. Why was she trying to separate them!?

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OK, so what was the warlords reaction the first time reader had her monthly cycle around them? like seriously that is basically like a curse on all human females and I can’t help but wonder how they reacted when she first started her monthly cycle around them and what was the first thing that they noticed? Her discomfort towards the cramps or the smell of blood? 

So in Cursed Warlords the duo are cursed for around three months before Reader is sent back to her world. (Which they DID NOT agree to!) So they see her experience her period when they’re still cursed. And before they even like her actually. (They like her, they just won’t admit it)

Macaque woke up to the sound of your low groaning his ears picking up the sound of your discomfort. He looked over to you before getting up and looking you over. You were curled up in pain as you seemingly tried to make whatever pain go away.

He took one sniff and immediately looked you over when he could smell BLOOD. He didn’t want to smell blood, why did he smell blood, were you okay what happened!? He nudged your face causing you to open your eyes as he looked at your kind of pale face.

You couldn’t even say a word before Wukong was letting out chirps and chitters of fear as he too looked you over. His tail flicked as he looked you over but couldn’t find anything except by your-

“Fuck, I can’t believe I got a period NOW,” You muttered sitting up causing Spirit to shift in her sleep before waking up.

Both of the monkey cubs were freaking out, worried for your heath and safety. What happened!? Why were you bleeding!? How did you get hurt!? What was a period!?

“A what?” Spirit muttered in confusion.

“A period, You know that time of month that every woman has,” You muttered in irritation.

Both monkeys slowed down… this was- normal? They were both wildly confused, there was no way that this blood was normal. Right? Their thoughts were proven wrong when Reader explained a little more.

“A period?” Spirit asked her eyes narrowing.

“A human woman has a four week cycle, roughly 28 days for most. And for a few days each cycle a woman bleeds,” You mutter curling into yourself again at the pain.

It wasn’t long before you were bombarded by the three chirps, chitters and Spirit asking how she can help. You let out a sigh when Wukong jumped onto your abdomen which caused Spirit to shout, but the warmth he produced was welcome. He cuddled up to you and it helped with the pain, a lot.

Seeing that you were feeling better Spirit couldn’t do anything to move the monkey. Even as the other curled up to you as well. They just wanted you to feel better, especially knowing that it was causing you pain. You had to slow the whole journey down some because of this.

I would write more, but I’m going to write more into this sort of thing in the fanfic! But regardless I hope you enjoyed. The warlords would be worried for you, frantic until they learn its natural. Even after they wouldn’t like knowing you were in pain.

Once they return to their normal size and shape they’ll be able to help you better. They would treat you like a queen but since they know what this is, they won't be freaking out which is good because you don’t want two frantic warlords running around. Do you?

Hope you enjoyed!

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Cursed Warlord AU - Chapter 2 - Peaches and Plums

You have two new companions traveling with you! They are so small and adorable, you were certain about that. Now if only you could get some food and let’s not forget that they needed names too.

Macaque clawed at your arms as you carried the two monkeys along with you. Unfortunately for him his claws were tiny and didn't even put a scratch along your skin. You chuckled at his attempts, holding both of the monkeys close.

"This is a terrible idea" Spirit grumbled as she followed not too far behind you, glaring at the two in your arms.

Macaque and Wukong couldn't help but agree. How dare a human such as yourself drag them along to wherever you were going. A place that they just learned that you yourself didn't know. Growling Wukong thrashed angrily.

“PFF, this is a fine idea. You saw yourself that without their parents they are likely to die,” You replied rolling your eyes as you adjusted your arms to hold them a little better through their struggling.

Spirit groaned as she followed, crossing her arms as she sent a glare towards the two monkeys in your arms unaware of their true forms. Letting out a sigh she shook her head as she walked right up next to you and grabbed the golden monkey by the scruff of the neck and picked him up causing him to screech.

She glared at him with a piercing grey gaze staring at him as though he personally offended her. Baring her teeth she growled at him, only to get slapped.

“ARE YOU CRAZY! You can’t grab him like that!” You yelled pulling him back into your arms, shocking both of the monkeys.

“What was that for!?” Spirit yelled rubbing the back of her head as she glared at you.

“You need to stop being so mean!” You explained with a glare back.

Spirit groaned as you gently pet where she had grabbed the golden monkey who looked shocked that it had happened at all. He looked up at the demoness who had an annoyed expression on her face, she would make for a terrible mother he easily decided. How dare someone lay a hand on a cub, he could excuse her behavior as a fellow monkey demon for not understanding him. But laying her hands on him!? He growled but froze when he received a small kiss on the forehead.

“It’s okay dear, I won’t let her hurt you,” You cooed before placing a kiss on the monkey with six ears.

Both monkeys froze again and looked at you as though you had just handed them gold that they had no idea what to do with it. Thinking about it you weren’t sure if they would understand even that, but shrugged and laughed when they started struggling again. The six eared monkey bit into your arm with weak strength that tickled at most.

“Oh are you hungry? Hey Spirit do you know where we can get some food?” You asked with a grin, for as long as you’d known her, Spirit always knew where to find food.

With the quick roll of her eyes, the grey monkey demoness looked around before her gaze focused on a set direction. With the flick of her tail she started bounding to the left, jumping over a few roots and under branches.

“Don’t worry, she’ll be back with good food. She always does get the freshest fruit,” You say to the monkeys, at your words the two stopped thrashing seeming to understand that they were going to get food.

As you waited you sat on the ground and immediately your body slightly sagged. Finally you felt relaxed a feeling you were unable to feel these passed two days since you have arrived in this strange place. It was odd how you have been able to handle all that happened within the time you were here. It must have been the adrenaline, you thought before snapping out of your thoughts when you heard what sounded like an annoyed chirp.

Looking down you noticed that the monkeys had jumped out of your arms and were sitting in front of you. When did they get away from you? It didn’t matter, you thought as you leaned forward to pick them up only for them to jump out of your way once more. With a pout you sat there realizing that they weren’t going anywhere because they wanted food. Or at least that’s what you thought.

With a sigh you leaned you head back and closed your eyes for just a moment, they wouldn’t leave if you did that right? You tried to think calmly while your eyes threatened to close shut. They were heavy, with fatigue and sadness. You missed home, you missed your family and your friends. They were probably looking for you right about now, at least one of them would have tried to contact you.

*Chirp!*

You practically bolted upward to look at the golden monkey who had decided to perch himself on your lap. He didn’t appear to be the slightest bit happy, seemingly annoyed at you for whatever reason. At first you thought it was because you had ‘manhandled them’ but if that were the case shouldn’t they have run off by now? Your head spun for a moment as you shook the thought away.

The second monkey jumped onto your lap, he had six ears. They were like beautiful lotus petals coloring in red, purple and blue. If you had seen this just two days ago it would have freaked you out. But after saving a monkey demon, being chased by bandits and an ogre along with seeing many strange and definitely magical creatures within this forest you couldn’t help but just admire the beauty of them.

“You have pretty ears,” You muttered reaching a hand up to touch them but was denied the honor when he jumped out of reach, his tail lashing as he hissed at you.

You pouted again, and let out a yelp when the golden monkey decided to bite your finger. It was the first time that he bit hard enough to draw blood, just the barest amount of it as he refused to let go. With a huff, you gently pried him off too tired to feel threatened or even scared of the first creature to draw your blood in this world. The ogre came close but had failed by a hair.

“You’re jealous that I like his ears? I like your golden fur too, and his white fur. How is it so clean?” You mumbled, you could hear your voice slip a little bit as some sort of weight almost weightless seemed to lift from your tongue.

Immediately the two monkeys looked at you confused, tilting their heads. The anger seemed to have gone for a moment as they looked at you. You stared back for a moment before shrugging, they were animals it was surprising that they seemed to understand as much as they did already.

“I’m back!” Spirit called out.

Turning your head to look you were met with the sight of a bowl full of a variety of fruits. You didn’t have time to think about where she had gotten the bowl or how she got such a variety. All you could think about was feeding yourself and these two monkey cubs. They were so small, they were bound to be hungry by now.

“How small would these need to be cut for the cubs?” Not a sound was heard from the two monkeys as you asked.

Immediately Spirit’s eyes widened in pure confusion before she squinted them. Taking a step closer she spoke in a calm and rather collected tone. “What did you just say?”

Looking at her equally confused you repeat, “How small would these need to be cut for the cubs?” You heard a hiss from the monkeys as you asked the grey eyed demoness the question again.

“Oh. I guess you mumbled your words… Sorry I have no idea,” She muttered the first half of her sentence before shrugging calmly.

Glancing up at her you frowned in confusion before shrugging. If she didn’t know than you would just cut them small. Looking at the array of fruit you noticed they were all soft varieties, many which you were sure would not naturally grow next to each other. Peaches, plums, mangos, strawberries, and even blueberries. Picking up a peach you went to work cutting them apart with a pocket knife you pulled out of your pocket.

If Spirit didn’t know how big they needed cut that was fine, you would just cut them small. In no time at all you had one of each fruit cut into pieces and set the bowl down on the ground for the cubs to grab. You smiled as the golden one jumped for the peaches while the white furred one picked up the plum pieces in his tiny paws.

“I’m going to call you Peaches, and you’re going to be Plums!” You nearly squealed all giddy as you stared at the monkeys who froze at your words. You got what you assumed was a glare from them but couldn’t find it in you to really care. The names were cute! And since they were cute, the names fit rather well in your opinion.

“Seriously? Peaches and Plums?” Spirit asked with a frown, apparently she didn’t really like the names all that much.

“Do you have a better idea? I can’t just keep calling them monkeys,” You respond in a matter of fact tone, before yawning. You were getting really tired, had you even been able to sleep the night before?

Slowly you picked up a piece of fruit for yourself and began to eat slowly. You were trying to savor every bite you could while also making sure that you didn’t throw it up. You shook the thought away as you finished three large fruits.

“No I don’t have ‘better’ names. Do what you will, but we should really get going now. We have a lot of land to cover if you want to reach the village,” Spirit replied.

At first you wanted to refuse and try to sleep for a while. Then you remembered that the bandits were still lurking in the forest, how had you forgotten? You didn’t kill any of them and they wanted your head after you stole their ‘stuff’. They would probably have sold you to the highest bidder along with Spirit if you hadn’t been able to escape. Letting out a sigh you nodded before looking at the two monkeys.

“So Peaches, Plums, who’s ready to get out of this forest? I promise to keep you safe and fed,” You grinned, happily. If you had been fully awake you may have questioned why you were asking animals, but then again they had shown remarkable understanding to most of what you said.

The two glanced at each other giving a few chirps before hesitantly going up to you. They jumped into your arms at first before climbing up to your shoulders where they perched themselves. Peaches appeared to be rather grumpy about the arrangement but didn’t give out any more sounds as you happily got up and prepared to venture out with your companion, or rather companions.

“You two are so cute! Honestly how could anyone not like you two,” You giggled with a happy grin spread across your face.

You rolled your eyes when Spirit huffed in front of you. She whipped her tail back and forth a few times before stilling it as she made her way to show you the path out of the forest. You were going to be okay, you had someone who was trying to protect you, you had someone who was trying to get you home. You weren’t going to be stuck here forever, you were absolutely sure of that.

“Whatever you say,” Spirit muttered under her breath, weather a response to your words or your thoughts you weren’t quite sure. She couldn’t read thoughts, could she?

Thoughts and opinions? I would love to hear what everyone thinks! A few tidbits on what’s happened in the past few days since you’ve arrived in this world along with Spirit’s rather not very good nature with children. She loves them truly, she just doesn’t know how to take care of them.

If you could leave a like and a comment they are much appreciated!

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Part 3 - Passing Out

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Cursed Warlords Lmk Au - Chapter 1 - Meeting The Mortal

Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque have been cursed. Luckily for them, a young mortal (You) has chosen to take care of them.

*Chirp* *Chirp*

Sun Wukong couldn’t believe this, he was a feared warlord! He was a dangerous being who struck fear into the hearts of humans. He ruled an entire island and had a whole island. Now he was but the size of a small cub, and he couldn’t figure out how to get back to normal. Growling he threw his arms around trying to shape-shift, which he was unable to do at all right now.`

*Chirp* *Chirp*

The sound of his mate caught his attention. He huffed as he turned to Macaque who was also stuck in the form of a cub. The two weren’t even demon cubs, no they were stuck looking like normal monkey cubs! He loved cubs, but he hated the idea of being stuck as one!

‘Calm down, being loud won’t do us any good,’ Macaque chirped jumping to sit beside him under a large tree.

Wukong huffed as he looked around, they were sitting in a large forest. It was dense and filled with highly dangerous creatures. None of which could best himself and his mate of course so there was no need for them to worry. Seemingly sensing what his mate was thinking Macaque chirped. ‘We can’t beat anyone stuck like this.’

Macaque wasn’t stupid, far from it he was a dangerous warlord who ruled right next to his husband. Now the both of them were stuck as defenseless cubs with no way to return to their own bodies. He held back his own growl at the thought, they would get back to normal, there was no way he would just sit back as he was stuck in a form like this!

They needed to think of a plan, hell they needed to find out how this happened in order to find a way to fix it! Macaque looked at his mate, he wasn’t taller than a foot now with the same bright golden fur and golden eyes. The marking under his mouth vanished but he still had his red, heart shaped mask surrounding his eyes. Though now it was closer to a peachy orange color.

‘You got any ideas on what to do than?’ Wukong growled back, they had been stuck in this form for almost two days now with no clue of how it happened or who was responsible. In that time this was the first time that Sun Wukong had calmed down enough to talk.

Macaque thought about it, they needed to get back to Flower Fruit Mountain and get seek help. Knowing his mate though there was very little chance that he would want to do that because it would show his weakness. That weakness having only just appeared once whatever curse was set on them settled. They had no way to get to The Mountain, they were terribly far from Camal Ridge as well as The Demon Bull King’s territory in the desert.

Wukong frowned when he didn’t get a response from his mate. His still taller than him mate, he was like an inch taller still even with both of them shrinking down to this height. It kind of pissed him off if he was to be honest. His mate who still had his six eared, feather like purple mask, as well as his dark purple eyes. The single marking below his lip had vanished and he was stuck with his bright white fur, which caused him to stand out rather well in this place.

‘We need to get to Flower Fruit Mountain,’ Macaque chirped, looking around for the best way to get back without drawing too much attention.

‘Okay? How do we do that, it’s going to take ages,’ Wukong whined in response, his tail whipping back and forth as he sat next to his mate.

Before Macaque could answer the two heard a snap from behind them. Immediately the two turned around, hackles raised and ready to run. However that didn’t happen when they noticed a lone human woman walking through the forest. The two glanced at each other confused as to why there was a woman all alone in the forest, especially a forest such as this one.

“Hey come on, wait up!” A young demoness called out behind her.

Okay so she wasn’t alone. The demoness was small, standing at three foot tall with ankle long black hair that gently floated around her. She was monkey demoness, with light grey almost white eyes and black fur covering the majority of her figure.

“You’re faster than me, you can keep up,” The human responded, pushing some branches out of her way.

“Come on. You don’t have to be mean, Reader,” The demoness whined jumping in front of you with a grin.

“I’m not being mean. And you still haven’t told me why you’re even following me,” you said with a deadpanned look as she walked forwards.

You didn’t hold any fear for the demoness that was clearly superior to you. Both Wukong and Macaque glanced at each other before climbing up a few branches to watch you for a moment. You were heading in their direction, they could get the demoness’s help back to the Mountain.

As you were getting closer however suddenly your foot snagged on a root and you went toppling forwards with a yelp. The monkeys couldn’t help but laugh at your expense as dirt and mud covered your face.

The demoness chuckled her tail swaying back and forth as she jumped to walk next to you. Getting closer the two noticed that you were wearing, very strange clothing. Dark blue pants that hugged her legs, a black top that barely covered her shoulders and strange boots.

“If I had known you would follow me than… Nah I still would have helped you. Anyways Spirit- if that is your name, can you point the way to the closest village?” You asked as you stopped below the very tree that the two monkeys were sitting in.

“Just keep traveling this way. At your rate, we might be able to reach it in the next three days,” The demoness shrugged with a laugh when you whipped your head around with a yell.

“THREE DAYS!? FUCK!” You groaned slapping your forehead.

Wukong and Macaque looked at each other again confused. Why were you so surprised, it’s not like that was a very long trip. Mortals were so impatient, they thought before glancing at the demoness. Just as they were about to try and get her attention, there was a loud screech behind them. Turning they saw a large demon bird. Immediately they stumbled just enough to fall off of the branch.

‘SHIT!’ Macaque chirped but before either of the two hit the ground they were caught in a pair of welcoming arms.

The demon bird went to attack only to flee when it saw Spirit who jumped in front of you with claws and teeth bared harshly. Almost immediately the bird was gone and you were now holding two small monkey cubs who were quickly trying to get out of your hold.

“… What just happened?” You asked looking at the two monkeys.

“Demon birds, gosh I hate those guys. They must have attacked these two, where are your parents little ones-,” Spirit kind of stopped talking as she looked at the two in your arms.

“Poor dears, you’re safe now,” You couldn’t help but mutter as you held them to your chest getting little chirps in return, mostly from confusion.

Humans weren’t nice, especially not to their kind. No humans were either hateful creatures or scared out of their minds. They would attack their kind or run away from them. They never cuddled with the enemy, so what was up with this one? Did she hit her head somewhere?

*Chirp* *Chirp* Wukong calls out, demanding that the demoness get the human to release them. The demoness stared at the two for a moment, nodding her head in what appeared to be understanding. However, she didn’t tell the woman to release them no instead she looked up at her and with a loud voice declared.

“Yeah, I have no idea how to speak monkey. Do you know what they said?” She asked, sweat dropping from her brow.

Both Wukong and Macaque stared at her in shock, she couldn’t understand them!? No! NO! NO! This was bad, they were stuck in this form and not even this monkey demoness could help them! Wukong couldn’t help the low growl that soon made its way from his throat. He tried to sound dangerous and threatening, unfortunately for him… But he only sounded adorable.

“SO CUTE!” You cheered pulling the two into a hug, Macaque quickly tried to push you away with his paw.

“Yeah, sure. What do you want to do with them?” The demoness asked with a frown, her eyes narrowing at the two cubs.

You looked at her with a confused expression before what she was asking hit you. She wanted you to decide where you two were going to drop them off. Looking down at them, you noticed them staring at you too. A warm smile covered your face as you pulled them slightly closer.

“We should find their parents,” you said looking back up at her.

“… I don’t think that’s going to work,” She responded with a frown.

You narrowed your eyes in confusion,“Why not?”

“Because they don’t smell like anyone else. There parents…” Her words were wrong, their parents weren’t dead. They never had parents, they were born from a storm and a stone.

“Then we’ll take care of them,” You responded determined.

“Wait… WHAT!?”

Opinions? Thoughts? My newest Au is Shadowpeach x Reader! Welcome to the Cursed Warlords AU!

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