#LMK X Reader

[ohhiimweird]

Dating them, except they're a monkey

Characters: Sun Wukong, Macaque, MK (brooo where's the yellow text) Reader Pronouns: Gender Neutral Warnings: Nothing, just fluff! ...

Sun Wukong

surprisingly he's a little awkward at the beginning of the relationship

i'm gonna assume you're the first mortal he's ever dated. so, he doesn't know what to do since you're much more vulnerable than he is

very cuddly, like suuuupper touch starved. he'll cling to you like you'd disappear if he lets go. it gets to the point where you start to smell like him

speaking of that, he is BEGGING you to wear his cape. if you've fallen asleep, guess what's going on you, the cape

later on into the relationship, he opens up more about the utter amount of guilt in him about literally everything he's done

if you give him enough encouragement, he might try to close the gap in his and macaque's relationship and maybe they'll be friends again. who knows?

wukong cherishes you more than anything in this entire world, and he's gonna make sure the world knows that (you're included in that)

he's also uber protective because you're a mortal and can die very easily. the only way to fix that is if he makes you immortal with one of those peaches

Macaque

this is a SLOW BURN, but worth is in the end

he'll have some big trouble trying to let you in near the beginning of the relationship. in a way he's still trying to fight his feelings for you, despite you accepting him for who he is

although he's trying to get better, his thoughts still tell him he's not worthy of someone like you, it's not an uncommon thought when the whole world has pushed you aside or used you

when he sees that you're not like the others (ha) he'll warm up to the idea of being loved and loving you

he's not as touchy-feely as wukong, but he'll rest his head in your lap while you scratch behind his ears

he'll quietly purr but if you bring it up, he won't admit it

if you can't sleep, he'll tell you a little story using his shadow lantern (it's about your relationship with the names changed lol)

in a way, he's even more protective than wukong since you're the one that lit up his world. no one is gonna take that away from him

MK

it's weird but he's the least awkward when getting into a relationship with you...actually it depends on when that happens

if we're talking about early in the show, then he's more nervous because wow he just pulled you and you're hot

it we're talking about post-trauma, then he's nervous because he's got the world on his shoulders and doesn't know how to let you in

You're also dealing with monkey boy shenanigans. bro is tripping into you constantly because of either walking with or without a tail

MK is also getting you little trinkets of your favorite things or a cool rock he found. he's like a cross between a penguin and a crow

if he has a rough day he'll just cling to you like velcro and let out this big content huff while you watch monkey cop or something

Pigsy loves you, Tang ADORES you. he is making wedding plans for y'all and you aren't even engaged yet

Whenever you come home, MK runs up to you like a dog and drowns you in hugs and kisses, even if you're holding groceries. you lost a lot of eggs because of that (rip soldier)

[xi4oyan]

𓆩❝He Danced with the Servant❞𓆪

And in that crooked step, the world turned into poetry

In the high halls of the Temple of Cracked Clouds, where the bells chimed with the breath of sky dragons and incense danced slowly like veils of jade, the monks spoke in hushed voices about omens. The sky had bowed days before — a black, round, motionless cloud had hovered over the valley like a watchful eye. The animals fell silent. The bamboo grove refused to sway.

Inside the central hall, a stone table was set with snow blossom tea and sweets shaped like celestial peaches. Around it sat beings who did not fully belong to the earth: a man with scales on his temples and breath like the tide, a woman with lilac eyes and hair floating like seaweed, and at the center, the most restless of them all — Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, with his tail coiled around the chair leg and his gaze fixed on the sky, as if waiting for it to suddenly split open.

"Are you really going through with this, Wukong?" asked a wind spirit, gently drifting along the edge of the hall. "A mortal celebration? A choice between... peasants and mediocre disciples?"

“‘Celebrate’ might not be the right word,” he replied, spinning a fruit between his fingers. “But there’s something there. Something… strange.”

“You always say that,” Nezha remarked, appearing with his flaming wheel tucked under one arm. “And you always end up causing trouble or stealing wine.”

Wukong smirked without denying it. His eyes, golden like the heart of the sun at dusk, seemed to see something no one else could. He rose and walked to the temple’s balcony. Below, between the mountains and the village, preparations for the festival moved like an ancient dance: red lanterns were lit, ribbons were strung between trees, drums were tested with tentative beats.

“There’s a thread moving through the fabric of the world,” he said, mostly to himself. “And I’m going to pull it.”

“The gods no longer choose in person, Wukong,” said Guanyin, appearing in a perfumed breeze, as if her body were made of flower and silence. “Not since the last cycle, when the chosen fled from their blessings. Humans have changed.”

“Maybe they’ve just forgotten how to listen,” he replied, turning to her with a mischievous glint. “And maybe I’ve got time to remind them.”

The goddess did not smile. Her gaze was like a still lake — too calm to read. “Do you truly want to guide someone? To teach with patience, with discipline? You, the untamed one, the one who mocked Heaven?”

“Maybe not,” he said, snorting. “But I’m curious. And you know how I get when I’m curious.”

Down in the village, the first firework was launched. It rose like a star deciding to fall in reverse. Children laughed. Elders whispered prayers. Women in embroidered dresses arranged themselves like flowers for an unknown garden.

Wukong turned back to the horizon, staff strapped to his back. He dressed like an ordinary wanderer, but his skin still shimmered with traces of the heavens. A thin veil covered his face — a ceremonial mask, golden, with red markings around the eyes.

“We leave at dusk,” he announced. “With or without permission.”

In the distance, between mountains and rivers, drums began to sound. Slow, ritualistic. Like the heartbeat of something very ancient.

“You’re really taking this seriously,” murmured Nezha, crossing his arms. “You’re actually… going to choose someone? A mortal?”

“Not just anyone,” Wukong replied, already descending the stairs with steps too light to be heard. “I just need to find the right soul. The one who doesn’t need to see me — only to recognize me.”

The wind blew colder. The clouds slowly descended, like veils being placed over the world.

Night was approaching at last. And with it, the gods — hidden among masks and watchful eyes.

〢

Night fell like black silk over the rooftops of the village, speckled with trembling lights and ancient songs played on bamboo flutes. The Festival of the Choosing had begun.

The streets wound through golden stalls, steaming bowls, and tents draped in fabrics from the West — crimson, amber, jade, and lilac, swaying like enchanted tongues in the wind. Children ran with lanterns shaped like fish, while elders cast prayers into the river, writing names on lotus leaves for the spirits to carry to the heavens.

At the center of the village stood a stage of ancient wood, adorned with dried plum blossoms, mountain stones, and crystal shards that gleamed at the faintest touch of light. It was said that here the chosen ones would reveal themselves, and whoever was seen by the “golden wanderer” — the celestial emissary — would have their fate woven with the sacred.

But no one knew what he looked like. That was the charm.

Wukong was already among them.

He walked through the shadows, footsteps light, as if dancing without music. His golden mask gleamed in the firelight, yet drew no attention. He passed unnoticed, like a fable whispered from mouth to mouth — present and unseen. His hair was tied with a scarlet ribbon, his cloak as simple as that of a retired warrior. But his eyes watched everything. Every detail, every gesture.

��She’s not here,” he muttered between his teeth, turning away from the first group of young women waiting in line before the Pavilion of Choosing. Many trembled, others smiled stiffly. Most were adorned in jewels, perfumes, and promises.

“Too eager. Too afraid. Or too vain.”

Behind him, Mei — a dragoness in disguise, her scales hidden beneath a blue silk dress — observed as well. She had been invited as a witness of the cycle. She stepped closer and remarked:

“You’re looking for someone who doesn’t want to be seen. But this festival is made to be seen.”

“Which is exactly why she’s offstage,” Wukong replied, grabbing a rice cake from a nearby stall. “The soul I seek doesn’t dress to be looked at. She hides where no one dares to search.”

“And why do you want her?” Mei asked, crossing her arms. “For love?”

He bit into the cake and chewed slowly. “Out of curiosity. Maybe stubbornness.”

“Or longing?”

Wukong didn’t answer. But something in his tail twitched, as if her words had struck something old.

The bells began to ring. Music rose into the air, woven from drums, flutes, and female voices. The first dancers stepped onto the stage, each representing a virtue — kindness, courage, loyalty, wisdom. The colors of their garments blended like a living painting. The crowd applauded. The full moon looked closer than ever.

“It’s all so... rehearsed,” Wukong said, watching the repeated gestures. “As if they’re trying to imitate what they think is beautiful, without ever having truly felt it.”

On the other side of the square, Nezha — bored, leaning against a column — let out a loud sigh. “If you want, I can set the stage on fire. That would make things interesting.”

“Patience, little general,” Wukong replied with a lazy smile. “It’s not time to ruin anything yet.”

Suddenly, he stopped. His eyes narrowed.

It wasn’t a presence. It was an absence. A space in the world that felt unfilled where something *should* have been. Like a heartbeat that missed its beat. Like a star that never rose where the sky had waited.

“There,” he murmured, eyes turning to the top of a distant staircase, where there was no stage, no flowers. Where no one looked. A forgotten place, nearly invisible. Where the wind blew differently.

“She hasn’t arrived yet,” he said. “But the world is already getting ready.”

Mei followed his gaze, but saw nothing beyond a dark corner, dry leaves, and a broken branch.

“You’re hearing footsteps that haven’t been taken yet?”

“Yes,” Wukong replied, and for the first time that night, his voice dropped lower. “And the ground is about to sing.”

〢

The night advanced in complicit silence, like someone holding their breath before the inevitable. Fireworks painted serpents and flowers across the sky, but in the darker corners of the square, where the crowd did not gather, the world seemed to guard a secret with its eyes closed.

Wukong, still among the people, moved like a breeze. He noticed the details others ignored — the bare feet of the child selling dried petals, the woman crying alone behind the honey stall, the forgotten candle flickering inside a crooked lantern. They were small imbalances, subtle dissonances. Like notes out of tune in an ancient song.

“You’re acting strange, monkey,” Nezha remarked, appearing beside him again without ceremony. “You’ve always liked chaos, turning everything upside down. And now look at you, with the eyes of a seer.”

Wukong didn’t answer. The golden mask hid any change in his face, but his fingers brushed impatiently against the staff’s handle, as if his whole body were waiting for something the air had yet to deliver.

At the temple entrance, the village priest climbed the pulpit. His robe was white as washed rice, and his beard trembled in the wind like a tired cloud.

“Tonight,” he said, “the heavens are watching. The legend of the Choosing lives again. A name will be seen. A destiny will be touched. A veil will be torn.”

The people fell silent. The young women dressed in pearls and brocade bowed. Some cried. One girl fainted from nerves. It was the night when, among them all, one would be touched by the gaze of the celestial wanderer. And with that, she would receive not only blessings — but the chance to cross beyond the ordinary. Toward what the tales called the *golden path*.

But Wukong wasn’t looking at the stage.

What called to him was elsewhere. Near, but dormant.

“She’s not among the candidates,” murmured Mei, appearing beside him once more, her eyes glinting like jade stones in shadow. “Are you really willing to break the ritual over a whisper in the wind?”

“Rituals tire me,” he replied. “They’ve always followed the same paths because no one dared to open another.”

The sky cracked with more fireworks. Smoke formed dragons and dancers, but a strange cloud drifted through the center of the spectacle — slow, heavy, the kind that seemed born from a forgotten sigh of the gods.

That was when Wukong felt it.

He didn’t see.

He felt.

A delicate presence, hidden like a root beneath the earth, yet stretching gently, growing in silence. A voiceless melody, a flower that didn’t seek the sun — but the moonlight.

He turned his face, golden eyes narrowing beneath the mask.

Above, in the windows that opened to the curved rooftops where no one should be — there was a different kind of silence. A silence made of waiting, not of absence.

“She’s arrived,” Wukong said, so softly only Mei heard him. “She hasn’t come down yet, doesn’t know it yet... but her time begins now.”

The wind blew colder, as if bowing in reverence to something it didn’t yet understand.

And in the center of the square, the priest raised a jade cup high.

“Let the Choosing begin,” he declared.

But Wukong had already disappeared into the crowd.

The ritual would happen, yes. But not the way they expected.

Fate, after all, doesn’t follow invitations. It enters through the wrong door, unannounced.

And in that moment, it was climbing quiet steps —

toward an attic where the world had never dared to look.

To be continued

[fanged-fanfics]

☆ The Red Prince and His Bull Behaviors — Red Son x GN Reader ☆

Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

──────.𖥔 ݁ ˖˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ──────

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Red Son never really mentioned the bull instincts he got from his father. He didn't like being associated with a common animal, especially not by people he wanted to respect him. And, as much as he denied it, he valued your respect very highly

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He was more than a little embarrassed the first time he let something slip. A chuff of irritation or accidentally dragging his shoe against the ground when especially annoyed. He tried to brush off these things immediately, denying it all with all his infernal heart

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You can't help but find it a little amusing how the Prince is so concerned with his image that he'll huff and growl and argue all he can to deny ever doing something animalistic, even if it's just his natural DNA

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You let it slip at some point that you found the behavior rather cute, and though Red Son still acted like he had no idea what you were talking about, he slowly let his instincts take over more naturally with you

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He'd get a little bit of pride when explaining his traits to you over time. Seeing you have such awe in his demonically bovine features made him feel like he was having a chance to show off a little to you, which is something he'd always take the chance to do

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He gets a little upset if you poke fun at them, it's an easy way to make him sour at you for at least a good few hours

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He trails around after you quite a lot, always keeping track of your scent and cues to your behavior. He'd nestle in next to you, sitting beside you at all times to ensure your safety and comfort. While maybe a little odd, he was simply trying to replicate how his father taught him to court

ᯓᡣ𐭩 One time you jokingly asked if this meant you should get him some flowers to eat and he got so dramatically offended that he refused to talk to you for at least an hour (he eventually came in and crawled back into snuggles with you. Though he declared that he was still upset, he missed your presence more)

[riuhere]

They are constantly on my mind 24/7. I literally can't get them OuT of my hEad-

...Yup... I'm screwed-

Triad Au belongs to @novelcain

Vault Hunters AU & Eternal Servants AU belongs to @emelinstriker

Twice As Bad AU & Monster Boyfriend belongs to @semisolidmind

Bone King Au belongs to @ninjasmudge

Cross belongs to @jakei95

[luxthestrange]

LMK Incorrect quotes#125 *Doomguy Music*

Wukong: quick, My queen go beat them up!

Celestial!Y/n*Spots Peng drinking wine from a goblet* why, what did they do?

Wukong: nothing, I just think it’d be hot...and they were mean to macaque

Celestial!Y/n:...

Wukong:...

Celestial!Y/n*removing earrings and rings handing your flower hairclip to him* yeah, okay~

[monkeykingdomblog2]

For that one picture of MK with his pregnant CEO sugar mama, how would the others react, especially Pigsy?

It was pretty tense at first but the tension completely disappeared when MK's daughter was born.

COMMISSION INFO

[bones4thecats]

Some writers looking over their fics before publishing: Yes, perfect to submit. Me, not giving it a second thought as I pray to every deity I can thing of that it doesn't flop because of my rushed-typing speed and shaky-nature:

[miltonbarbie]

Wukong, Mk, and Macaque with a very hyperactive + bubbly crush </3

[Mentions of NSFW]

🍑 Wukong 🍑

He always loved how talkative and straightforward you were, he's never seen someone as confident as you before.

When you first met, his first thought was literally just: WOW. This person is A LOT.

Would honestly listen to you for hours even considering that he can get impatient with other people sometimes.

Greet him with a hug, he'll try playing it off all cool and stuff but he lays awake at night thinking about it.

You two go out to the amusement park a lot. And your always dragging him to roller coasters or REALLY fast rides. He's 100% gonna excuse himself to go to the washroom and then throw up. But he loves you too much to ask you to leave.

He notices every little thing you do, like when your sitting down and you start kicking your feet. He's gonna die and come back to life.

As much as an amazing, strong, powerful and supercool (his words, not yours!) Diety he is, when he thinks about you he legit starts twirling around and jumping up and down squealing like he's your biggest fan.

I feel like he's really good at art, so he's gonna ask if he can draw you once in a while. Tell him you love it, and he's just gonna fall for you again. Even better if you hang it up in your house.

When you start dating, you'll feel more comfortable enough to get more relaxed around him, but it still shocks him how behaved you can be if you want to. He's definitely still used to you being all Impulsive and whatnot.

You two are literally the embodiment of eccentric reckless cutie x chill enabler and it works so well for you two.

This immortal fucking GOD is simping over a hyperactive human dumbass and he feels absolutely no shame for it.

Also let's be real, Wukong is the biggest whore known to mankind. So we all know damn well he's had fantasies of pounding that little mortal pvssy until you screamed.

🍜 Mk 🍜

Oh boy oh boy..

YOU TWO ARE LITERALLY MEANT FOR EACH OTHER. PERIOD.

You two gush over everything together, doesn't matter whether it's a show you love or some random shit Mk keeps rambling about like some bootleg illegal ripoff of a Monkey king inspired video game called "MONKE KANG: Asskicker 3D"!!!!!!!!

You both are stupid but you love each other justtt the same <3

In between shifts he'll get caught by Pigsy trying to text you and he'll do it again. And again. And aga-

So much ADHD.. You two get overstimulated being around the other so as much as you don't want, you have to take breaks from seeing him sometimes.

But even with all that energy he has, you still can't get enough of lil' ol' Mk.

He once tried to secretly replace himself with a clone because he wanted to hang out with you but got busy.. You found out right away and yapped about it for 4 hours.

Mk is emotionally unavailable most of the time, so when you two get some alone time, it takes all the strength in him not to confess flat-out because he missed you so so much.

Sometimes he wishes he wasn't the Monkie Kid because it takes time away from being near you. But it's okay, you plan stuff every once in a while.

You got really jumpy and happy when he showed you his Monkey form, and he let you brush his fur for the rest of the day. Now he's like that most of the time because one, he can't really control it. And two, you love his monkey form anyway!

He's definitely thought of fucking you animal-style in that form too.

Have fun being idiots together, the rest of the gang are on literal MISSIONS to keep you two apart.

🎭 Macaque 🎭

Ohhoo he loves seeing that stupidly pretty face of yours whenever you get all excited..

But to be honest, he thought you were REALLY FUCKING ANNOYING at the beginning when he first met you.

He only began to soften up a few weeks or maybe a month or two after realizing how much of a sweetheart you were, and that your hyperactive traits were just a part of what makes you, you.

Sometimes when you're in your room and you're on a call with someone, he'll send one of his shadow clones to listen to your voice for him so he can jerk off to it.

You go to all of his plays, and he's usually a confident guy. But one look at YOU? He's so close to accidentally stuttering on the stage he has to mentally slap himself to make sure not to.

His biggest turn-on is when you wear skirts and you're jumping around all giggly n stuff while he gets the perfect view of your ass.. That's why he prefers to walk beside you or slightly behind you to get that 4k quality.

You two definitely have that Yapper + Listener vibe. You can talk about some absolute bullshit and hell, he'll still be listening to you. But half the time he zones out imagining what that mouth of yours would look like on his cock.

He wanted to buy you roses but got embarrassed (surprisingly) and shoved them up Wukong's ass.

He's a biter. He's such a biter and even while keeping that "friendly" attitude with you, he always finds a way to put his teeth on you. Whether you're fighting over a snack or play fighting. Even during a regular conversation he just bites your shoulder?? Kinky much??? (Yes, he is.)

You found him sleeping on top of your ceiling so you threw a rock at him to wake him up and he started borderline hissing at you like he had rabies. He then realized it was you and didn't speak to you for a whole week.

You make him do things he wouldn't regularly do and it pisses him off.

[6goist]

LOVE IS A GENTLE THING . ۫ ꣑ৎ . things they love about you.

(˶ ˘ ³˘)ˆᵕ ˆ˶) warnings. fluff、angst、hurt/comfort、gn!reader、overthinking、insecurities、suggestive if you squint on wukongs、mild ooc!wukong、ao lie is a bit short、established relationship、fell-hard boys ໒ ᩧ꒱characters. macaque, aolie, nezha, wukong. 1.2k wc

MACAQUE loves your loyalty.

now, Macaque genuinely loves every quality of you. There is no words nor anything to express how eternally grateful he is for you, how you gave him a try, giving the spark in his eyes back. Without a doubt his feelings run deep.

to be precise, if he has to be specific about one; LOYALTY is the first things on his mind.

Because of his rough history and past, Macaque has developed many barriers mentally. He faced a betrayal from a certain someone that still left a scar on him, It would be an understatement to say he does have trust issues and even to say he doesn’t see himself in a relationship, having something so… vulnerable, with someone.

That was before he met you, at least. he had years to build those walls up only for you to bypass them, and he allows it. he allows it.

He enjoyed it even, he felt so free and feather-light, the overthinking and doubtful thoughts all vanished. Because he trusts you. The unwavering loyalty you are giving him brings him a tingly feeling in his stomach, adoration.

The disloyalty and betrayals from the past left his heart in a racing conflict. Your determination of your character to assure him that you’ll never leave or choose anyone over him, and it never faltering brings him to believe he thinks he’s dreaming. That you’re dreamy.

at first, it took awhile to have him open to you, if he catches himself doing it, he honestly feels so heavy in his chest he would probably do anything to just get away from you before he thinks he’ll get more hurt than he already is. he has a feeling to just, cry. he’s just so tired.

It’s not often he would usually admit this, or ever, but there’s a glint in his eyes (if you look close enough) and blush clustered on his cheeks when you voice being faithful with him; even in small moments.

you being communicative is a plus too, he really needs communication, even if he’s shit at it himself. The relationship would really cease if you both are bad at communicating so.

by thus, you’re a really significant person in his life. he wouldn’t dare have anyone or anything take you away from him, and you reciprocated this too.

AO LIE loves your patience and energy

Ao lie is overly clumsy with things, so if your PATIENT with him, he’s relieved honestly.

not canon but i imagine him having somewhat of a harsh and bitter past so he gets pressured a lot. so, you being patient with him gets a weight lift off his chest basically.

also you being ENERGETIC kinda gives him a boost and like encouragement, you know? and then gets all motivated with you which you think is cute

also you both are literally that one meme “HE SAID NO PICKLES!” and he’s all like melting himself on the chair beside you looking down in humiliation

he gets flustered easily when around you, because he gets scared that he’s gonna embarrass himself in front of you ( Despite him already doing that in multiple occasions. ) and you really don’t care if he falls over in front of you or maybe you laugh at him idk

NEZHA loves your kindness

either you’re kind to him or others, even in small or major situations; he admires it, he admires you. something simple as that can make him have that fuzzy feeling. the way you gently tend his wounds while sweetly saying praises for his work and efforts or softly scolding him for being more careless of his safety, putting his duty above his safety.

it’s honestly the simple thing such as KINDNESS can bring nezha to be lovesick. actions or words he’s astonished how genuinely kind someone can be.

whether you can fight for yourself or not, he has a strong vow to protect you. he knows how cruel the world and how twisted people can really be, he has a fear that they’ll target you somehow.

he developed a protective nature, he’s not possessive per say, he just wants you protected. not extremely protective either, he knows limits and when to step in.

though if you can fight for yourself, surely, he lets his guard down only a little. he doesn’t want you to think he doesn’t think you can defend yourself or you’re weak.

is a little unsettled if you’re friends with wukong, it’s obvious he isn’t sure what to feel about the guy. wukong betrayed nezha before, and is cautious if he’ll do the same to you. if you’d reassure him; he’ll feel better and mentally slaps himself.

(wukong defiantly noticed and mocks nezha about this)

but he truly treasures you and your kind soul, seeing how strong-hearted you are made him impossibly more in-love with you. the little gestures you do on autopilot that others wouldn’t consider doing, or the kind words you speak thats soft-spoken and feel like they run deeper than anything.

WUKONG loves your matching energy and empathy

theres obviously a majority of people who get annoyed and agitated at wukong, he’s slightly off-put when you MATCH HIS ENERGY or surprised even, but that goes a second it comes.

before you two were even together, he may not act or look like it but he still has his guard high, despite for his attitude he keeps a lot of people at arm length. wukong seeing you match his energy and even having that same mischief in your eyes too get you both along well.

most weren’t even surprised at the outcome with your relationship, at-most it’s certainly expected to happen. maybe some even thought you were together before. even so, you two were like two peas in a pod, a match made in heaven.

you two were certainly a power couple, much to some people’s dismay and unimpressed-ness. you both were practically inseparable.

I expect you to be strong in some way, if you are, wukong lives for seeing you fight; it makes him feel a type of way, you can decipher what that would mean.

he feels blessed honestly, there’s a small chance of you not catching up with him in a relationship or getting tired or bored of him, which he’s secretly insecure of and wouldn’t admit it, soberly.

if your attentive, you catch on sooner or later about this and he hates it. wukong usually runs away from his problems than face them and if he crumbles too much in front of you, he feels like he’ll make a rash decision and he’ll make you leave like others have also.

there’s only so little people that can make out wukong and that side of him, you can may or may not EMPATHIZE with him. assuring him, that you will not leave him and no matter how tempting to leave or difficult he gets, that promise will always linger within you both.

wukong makes many mistakes, but he sure as hell wouldn’t make one that would loose you, maybe you’ve seen too much of him, but you have empathy. empathy for wukong is something he never really felt before, being understood despite his history and action, how easily you decipher because you emphasize with him. it warms him like no other fire that would keep him warm, how how he cherishes the feeling. how his heavy heart always having conflicts finally feel calm, calm even for a moment of being understood.

[arishiastv]

What is the problem with fandoms and never doing magical girl! reader??? DUDE YOU HAVE A WHOLE UNIVERSE WITH POWERS, MAGIC, SUPERNATURAL SKILLS, HOW THE FUCK IS THERE NO MAGICAL GIRL!READER/OC FANFICS ????

[smokeypeaches-and-honeyplums]

may I request headcanons for Wukong, MK, Red Son, and Macaque finding out their crush or S/O has a snort laugh that they try to hide?

please and thank you

PLEASE?????????????? GOD I HAVE A SNORT LAUGH TOO AND THIS FEELS SO PERSONAL I'M GONNA BLOW UP

Reader is Gender Neutral by default

MK

S/O

MK absolutely LOVES to make people laugh and you are no different

So when he finds out you have a snort laugh, he REVELS in it

To him, it's a sign that he's doing a really good job and! It's really fucking adorable for him

If you're self conscious about it, he won't push you too much about it

He'd never want you to feel uncomfortable while you're with him, so he'll never push further than he's allowed

He'll always express how much he loves it when he gets the chance to though, don't get me wrong

Eventually, it gets to the point he develops his own and it's a never ending cycle between you two

It feels nice to have a bit more of a positive about your snort, but it does hurt after a while--

MK gets worse when he purposefully does what he knows makes you laugh the most

Your nose and throat hurts by the end of it

If you're laughing especially hard, he'll be grinning ear to ear at just the sound of it

He's glad to have ONE consistency in his life, what with everything that goes on

So if he can listen to your laugh before the next crisis, that's enough for him

(THEY TOOK MY YELLOW TEXT--)

Crush

(darkskinredsontruthertilIdie)

You so happened to slip up one day when Redson heard it the first time around, immediately trying to hide it right after

He didn't think much of it, not in the way you'd think at least

He always associated it as another irritating staple that he loves so much about you and infuriates him that it is

Like, excuse me

How dare you have the most charming, cute and cheeky laugh he's ever heard?

A peasant like you shouldn't be making his heart soar so much and so easily all the damn time

What the fuck >:(

Redson wouldn't trying to fish for it as much as the others, his pride prevents him

But he does savour the moments you do do it, don't get me wrong

However, when he sees you hide it every time right after, a part of him wants to try and ease your worries. At least, that's what he thinks

"You know... you shouldn't feel like you should hide your laugh."

"For all the annoying little quirks you have, this one is..."

"It's... endearing."

Silence.

Silence...

"Redson? Are you going soft on me?"

"NO! No- Do not-"

"D'awwww, you care!!"

"Redson cares for me!!"

"Know what?! Forget I said anything."

Cue the laughter, only this time with a bit more snorting given his reassurance in his own special, Redson way

In your fits of laughter, you miss a small smile growing on the demon prince's lips

In all your teasing, it's worth it to see you like this

Crush

Wukong has a tendency to be cheeky to the tenth degree and then some

So trust and believe he already knows

And he REVELS in it

He likes the sound of your laugh in general, so the fact he manages to get you laughing so much that you start snorting makes his heart do flips

He doesn't like that you try to hide it, but he'd be the last person to talk about not hiding something you're self conscious about

Given the whole shared headcanon of glamour, it becomes pot and kettle

Has that ever stopped him tho?

No

So why would it now?

He tries to get you to feel more comfortable with your laugh because he finds it very important to him

Is it another reason amongst a sea on why he loves you?

Yeah

Will he admit it?

No-

Well?

Not now-

Ahem

Anyways, when he hears your genuine laughter, he's shining like the sun and absolutely BEAMING with joy and whines when you hide it

"NONONO, don't hide it! I love your laugh!"

"Don't hide it please :("

Pulls out the big guns (puppy dog eyes) just to make you agree

"Fine"

Happy Monkey <3

Of course, he genuinely does try to make sure you're comfortable about it and reassures you in his own Monkey King way, so don't be too worried.

S/O

Like Wukong, Macaque is the last person to tell you not to hide something, the scoundrel

Motherfucker is hiding EVERYTHING

Smoke and Mirrors the character™

But, that has never stopped him before

With that established, given how all doom and gloom this brooding monkey is, he finds solace in your laughter, and he's picked up on your snorting even when you try to hide it

He hears all

But, unlike the others, he won't push you or try to convince you to reveal something you don't feel like revealing

He would know how that feels personally

And if Macaque is anything at all, he's self aware. enough

He'll let you get comfortable laughing in front of him to your fullest at your own time, while giving you quiet reassurance now and again

Once you're sure he won't judge you for it and you're fully comfortable, your laughter makes him the warmest he's felt in so long

Who would've thought? The Six-Eared Macaque has a heart!/j

[baxndaid]

Hi, can I request lmk Wukong pining for Reader? Reader is a new friend of MK and Mei and new to the group

sun wukong, mk x reader (separate) i had to add mk in there i love him

wukong:

- while Tang gushes about Wukong, the monkey kings eyes are on YOU and you only

- he nudges MK with his elbow, “hey kid, who’s the peach in the corner?”

- MK answers, oblivious to the monkey’s interest with his new friend

- he defo tried to impress you (whether you’ve heard of him or not), he retells you all his past stories and adventures - probably exaggerates everything too

- "yeah then i arm wrestled with a dragon and won just by using my pinkie, pretty cool huh?" ok grandpa lets get u back to bed

- mei gets it straight away like nothing can get past her i fear

- very touchy with you

- like he’s touchy with everyone but with you it’s like constant touch, his tail will always be on you somehow even if it’s just grazing your leg

- insists on you staying over at his place for sleepovers and he lowkey guilts you into it

- “awww but the monkeys will be so disappointed! you don’t wanna disappoint them do you? look at them!” he shoves a little baby monkey in your arms and it strategically looks up at you like this 🥺

- whatever their king wants i guess

- i totally see him placing down unstable objects around the cave so he can conveniently “save” you from any falling rocks

- probs just an excuse to hold you dramatically bless him

mk:

- its so obvious to everyone in the room including you BUT u wanna see how it plays out for the funny

- you were pretty ordinary compared to the rest of the group but you were friends with MK after he, accidentally spilt ur noodle order on your shirt

- to make it up to you, u got a free coupon and pigsy got to hit mk over the head with a wooden spoon

- yea sly dog he left his number messily written in the food bad for you ok mk i see ur game

- takes u out with mei at first to get u comfortable but then starts to organize 1-on-1 dates hangouts!!!!! so cute of him

- this guy is a slow-burn type of guy, unless you make the first moves ofc, like he'll blurt out the most romantic shit out of nowhere and then go all like "PFFFTT WHHAAT? Must've been the wind! Mo did you say something?"

- ok man whatever

- gets jittery around you and stumbles over his words

- it’s so cute he definitely rants about you to mei in his room

- mei is excited at first and teases the ever living shit out of him but after a while she rolls her eyes

- “just TELL her already MK!!”

lmk masterlist

[riuhere]

'looks like someone's annoyed >;)'

( @emelinstriker gave me motivation to draw again while @theweepingegg suggested and I quote "share your simpness to the world~" and I thought about it...you know what? why the heck not? it's my drawings, so what if I want to share it to the world? I have more btw so keep an eye out ;) just slowy turning them into digital drawings to satisfy myself and bring back that groove. Thank You U.U you guys are amazing people for inspiring me, hands down)

Triad Au rightfully belongs to the amazing @novelcain

[luxthestrange]

LMK Incorrect quotes#132 IDENTICAL

Y/n*Holding newborn son, who looks almost IDENTICAL to Husbands* Nine months in my womb making me suffer...

Mk*Looking up in wonderment at them, holding with his tiny hand your pinkie*

Wukong & Macaque*At the end of the bed, with the same lovestruck gaze as you hold their infant prince*

Y/n*Looking back and forth between them*-AND HE LOOKS LIKE HIS STUPID DADS!?

[monkeykingdomblog2]

Can you draw mks reaction to his newborn kids only if your interested in drawing it

He took the labor worse than you!

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[fanged-fanfics]

Hello! I hope you're doing alright and that you're getting plenty of rest. I've recently discovered your blog, and I love your one shots that I've read so far. I've read your Macaque x GN reader with a baby (which is cute, btw), but I was wondering if you could do one with Sun Wukong as well? Maybe in this one, while little baby is watching their daddy and MK train and witnessing Sun do an impressive move, the baby excitedly calls out Dada to him. Cue the proud, teary-eyed papa flinging them high in the air (but not too high), happy that he is their first word, while GN reader watches on, also proud of their little one

🧡👑 Little Peach Speaks — Wukong x Parent!GN Reader Fic 👑🧡

Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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For quite a while, parenting wasn't something Wukong was sure he was going to do. His strongest memories of interactions with kids were the likes of Nezha and Red Boy. Both of which were mainly him fighting them violently, which did not give a good start to potential parenting. MK was a much better example of his capabilities, even if the kid was more like a little brother. Still, it wasn't perfect, but he had slowly warmed up to the idea as the years went by.

You, however, had changed a lot of that. With you by his side, he was able to feel comfort and reassurance that he had been missing. Learning to communicate with you strengthened his confidence, and after a good long while, you both agreed to have your little cub. Wukong stuck to the ideal immediately, imprinting as a father onto the cub the second they were born. He may not be perfect (he was used to the FFM cubs, which were more durable and a lot closer to keeping up with him), but several hours of watching you tend to the cub with wide and damp eyes helped him greatly.

Taking the cub along for training with MK didn't initially seem like a good idea. The training, of course, usually didn't get too bad, but there was sufficient flinging and big heroic tricks that made the area of the dojo dedicated to it one to tread with caution. So, to keep out of harm's way, you were given a special spot a few feet from where the training would actually take place, fit with you own special chair and a side mini table to rest your belongings. You were gently bouncing the little cub in your lap, the baby awake and alert. They looked around with their wide and curious eyes, taking in all the colors and new shapes the dojo provided. The gentle feeling of warm sun rays was also good for them. You had a steady hand around the cub, balancing and watching them closely.

Your eyes occasionally flicked to the scuffle ahead, seeing the two lads train tirelessly as always. You smiled, hearing your cub coo in their direction. You sat them on your lap, sitting up straighter. "I know you can't see it very well, but that gold blurr right there is your baba" you explained. The cub babbled softly, and you chuckled as you gently pet their fuzzy little head. "He's always a busy monkey. But he's training the next hero, you know" you explained. You were aware this was mostly you talking to the air, but your cub had their little eyes latched onto the training session. So you pretended they were old enough to understand, if only for a little humor. "He does this to protect you, little sprout. To protect all the people of the city. He's a very strong hero"

The cub had their fist in their mouth, gumming at it absentmindedly. You gently pulled it out for them, rubbing the itty bitty paw with a cleaning rag you had prepped. As you did so, the cub stared steadily ahead. Wukong pushed off of an attempted staff swing from MK, doing a backflip in the air before landing on his prehensile tail. He chuckled as MK stumbled back, leaning on his knees with wheezing pants. "Good job, bud! Getting a liiittle faster!" He beamed proudly. "It doesn't feel like it" MK complained with an irritated pout. Wukong chuckled, stretching his arms and rolling his shoulders before getting into a battle stance again. "That means it's working! If this was easy, it wouldn't be good training". MK groaned, spinning the staff around. After a quick chug from a nearby water bottle (one of your ideas), he shook his head before crouching as well.

Before either could charge, Wukong's ears picked up on a very small and struggled out, "Dada!". His head whipped around in your direction, seeing you looking down at your cub surprised. Wukong narrowly missed an attempted hit by MK by immediately zipping to your side, leaving the successor to fumble. "Did they-?" Wukong asked, and you nodded "They did, I swear! Just now". Wukong kneeled down, level with his cub "Can you say it again, little peach? Please? For dad?". The baby giggled, leaning forwards and putting a tiny paw on his nose and chirping out a "Dada!"

Wukong's face lit up like the sun, scooping the cub from your lap in a swift motion. He tossed them up in the air, but kept in mind his strength, catching them immediately "Yes!! Dada, that's right! Oh, good job, little peach! That's so perfect" he said, voice full of vibrant joy "Can you say 'baba'?". "Abbppt.. bb... daba!" The cub babbled. Wukong tucked them into his chest, nuzzling his cheek into the top of their head "Good enough! Oh, you're so smart already! You're gonna be the next Great Sage, huh?" He cooed. You stepped up, a hand on his shoulder as you pet the cub's chubby left cheek "Such a smart little blossom" you said gently, chuckling as you noticed a tear pricking Wukong's eye. He gave the cub a kiss on their head, before kissing your cheek "They're perfect, sunshine" he said, before adding in a teasing tone, "Told ya I'd be who they said first". You gave him a playful light nudge, heart full of pride as you looked at your grinning cub.

"Uh.. Monkey King?" MK asked nervously "Should I... go, or-?"