#MK's True Fear Theory

[luvkyu]

my love, i still ( mark lee ) part two

mark x male reader

mark is a mess, but he'd never say that out loud.

content : 2.4k words, angst, idol!mark x manager!reader, ex-relationship, some riize, mk is v sweet but the ending will make u guys hate me i fear

part one

"what the hell.." y/n mumbled to himself.

"get it out, get it out!!" anton shouted annoyedly.

"i'm trying!" wonbin screamed back.

y/n watched the scene in front of him. he'd just arrived at riize's dorm to find that somehow wonbin and sohee had gotten anton's foot stuck in their sofa, though wonbin denied any fault in the situation.

"how do you even get a foot stuck in a sofa?" y/n asked tiredly.

"we were trying to prank him, but it just- y'know what, nevermind," sohee gave up on explaining. anton looked down at him with a death glare.

"i don't even know what happened," anton added.

wonbin held the cushions back while sohee tried to maneuver his groupmate's foot out of the sofa springs.

"i feel like i should be helping but i'm having a good time just watching," y/n snickered.

"hyung!" anton whined.

"alright, alright," y/n gave in. just as he was about to help, sohee finally pulled anton's foot out.

"i'm just glad you're wearing socks," wonbin grumbled.

anton rolled his eyes and stomped off to his room.

"anyways, hi y/n!!" wonbin enthused, he and sohee rushing to hug their manager.

"nah, get away from me you troublemakers."

"i told you, sohee did it, not me!!" wonbin defended.

y/n rolled his eyes and hugged the two of them anyways.

"okay, here's your lunch. your schedules are clear for the rest of the day so make sure to rest enough. tomorrow's gonna be a much longer day," y/n said as he set their bags of food on the table. "sohee, can you go get the others?"

sohee quickly nodded and skipped off to retrieve the rest of his members for lunch.

y/n sat down by wonbin and pulled out his phone. he smiled upon seeing a message from mark.

mark :

hey :) we still on for coffee tonight?

y/n :

yes :) sys !!

mark :

okay cool 🤍

y/n sighed and set his phone down. by now, the rest of the group had filtered out into the common room for their food. y/n looked up to see shotaro giving him a smug stare.

"what..?" y/n asked.

"who's got you smiling at your phone like that?" shotaro teased.

"oooh! manager hyung has a girlfriend!" wonbin cheered.

y/n's nose scrunched up in disgust, "girlfriend??"

wonbin's grin faltered, looking between y/n and shotaro - who busted into a fit of laughter that filled their dorm instantly.

"i'm gay, bin," y/n clarified.

wonbin's eyes widened. he quickly covered his mouth to hide his fallen jaw.

"oh, i'm sorry!! you have a boyfriend then!"

y/n chuckled. "no, nothing like that."

"tsk. what a lie," shotaro insisted.

y/n sighed and shook his head. "you guys are so nosy. i'm gonna head out now for some errands. i'll be back late, but call me if you need anything."

"boooo," shotaro pouted.

"remember we need to leave at seven in the morning tomorrow. be ready to go, please," y/n added.

the boys muttered responses as their manager finally departed from their dorm.

"is it true he and mark dated?" eunseok asked.

"i dunno for sure," shotaro answered.

"wait, what??" wonbin was very confused. he almost felt left out. "there's a y/n and mark theory??"

"yeah, but i'd rather not talk too much about it when he's not here."

wonbin frowned at his leader's reply. "i guess that's fair."

"are you and y/n getting back together??" chenle asked excitedly. jeno and renjun stood with him, eyes wide with hope.

mark freezed and in tracks. he was about to leave to meet y/n for their coffee 'date'. he wasn't quite sure what to call it.

"..we're just going for some coffee," mark replied.

".." chenle stared at him. "you didn't answer my question."

mark thought for a second. "oh.. no, i guess..?"

chenle frowned. renjun patted their leader's shoulder from beside him.

"we'll take that as a maybe," he concluded instead. mark rolled his eyes and grabbed his keys to finally leave.

"what's going on?" jisung asked. his brows furrowed at the sight of three of his group members crowded around mark like little gremlins.

"we were asking if mark's getting back together with y/n."

jisung looked at mark and smiled, "of course he is."

"see!!" renjun cheered.

mark would've scoffed and bid his friends goodbye by now, but he was a bit taken back by jisung's sincere reply. the youngest was now comfy on the floor against the couch with his phone in hand, as if his statement was no news to anyone.

jisung felt his leader's eyes on him after a moment. he looked over at mark before lowering his phone.

"what? you are, right?" jisung asked. "..it's y/n. he's it for you. everyone knows that."

mark blinked. he looked back to the other boys, who clearly agreed with jisung.

"i'll see you guys later," mark said with a shake of his head.

jisung's mouth twitched downwards as he stared after mark. he then looked at his groupmates, worried.

"did i upset him..?"

"you didn't upset him. i think he's still figuring out what the fuck he's doing," jeno assured.

"well, he should hurry up," jisung muttered before going back to his phone.

mark stared at his feet as he walked out of the dorm. he knew his friends liked teasing him, but it was like their words were really starting to hit the target.

his watch showed a quarter til ten o'clock, fifteen minutes before he and y/n were supposed to meet at the coffee shop. mark could feel goosebumps on his skin. he hadn't been this nervous in a while.

the coffee shop was a small one; a little hole-in-the-wall of a store. mark found it very cozy and safe, and he was pretty sure y/n would feel the same. he just hoped meeting at the late hour would help them avoid other people for the most part.

once he arrived, he recognized y/n sitting at a table in the corner. the lighting was dim and the smell of coffee beans made the atmosphere even more relaxed.

y/n's eyes fell on mark as he sat across from him in all his glory. y/n felt his heartbeat pick up when he saw that mark was wearing his glasses.

"hi," mark spoke with a cheesy grin.

"hi," y/n smiled. "i haven't seen your glasses in forever."

mark's eyes widened as his hand reached up to adjust the frames sitting on his nose. he chuckled nervously.

"oh, yeah, sorry. i was having a lazy night. i kinda forgot i was even wearing them."

"don't be sorry," y/n smiled again, "i love your glasses."

"really?"

y/n nodded.

"oh.. well, i'll keep that in mind then." a light blush rose on mark's cheeks as he looked down at the table. the whole situation felt a bit weird if he was honest. it felt like they were just meeting for the first time again.

"so how're the guys?" y/n spoke up. although the question was mostly to fill the awkward silence, he was genuinely interested in hearing about the other dream members.

"they're good! jisung is thinking about getting a pet."

"oh cool! does he know what he wants? like what animal?" y/n asked further.

"not yet," mark shook his head. "do you still have your cat?"

"mhm!" y/n replied. mark loved watching the way his eyes lit up. y/n's cat was about the sweetest animal he'd met before, always cuddly and gentle. "she's adjusting to moving back from japan, but i think she's doing okay with it."

"that's good then," mark smiled. "and how's working with riize?"

"it's, um.. interesting!" y/n joked. mark laughed along while nodding.

"no, they're great," y/n continued. "wonbin is very.. baby. and sungchan has this ideology that no one will care if he goes around the dorm barely clothed."

mark burst out laughing at that, causing y/n to laugh along.

"what, does he walk around in his underwear, or..??" mark asked.

y/n nodded. "sometimes not even underwear. sometimes he'll be naked under a robe but he won't pay attention to when it gets loose or moves the wrong way. he's something else.."

mark kept laughing at the image of sungchan strutting around the dorm in just a robe.

"god, that's funny. jaemin taught him well, i guess."

"jaemin is worse," y/n laughed again, making mark's brows raise. "yeah, jaemin does it cause he knows he's hot. sungchan just doesn't care enough to clothe himself."

the two continued laughing at their table. their faces grew red as they clutched their stomachs and sat back in their seats trying to catch a breath.

mark sighed, looking at y/n with a fond smile. "i missed you."

y/n smiled and looked down, "i missed you too, mark."

"..i'm sorry for the way things ended."

y/n's smile faded a bit. he quickly shook his head at the apology.

"don't be. we both handled it as best we could."

"mm," mark hummed. he didn't agree. "but i could've done more. i feel like i let you down back then. i never thought we'd be apart and then when you were gone.. i don't know. the year you were away might have been the worst year of my life."

y/n looked at him, unsure of what to say. mark kept eye contact, refusing to back down like he normally would.

"after you left," mark began again, "there were multiple times when i would go to your old apartment building and just sit outside. like i was waiting for you to come back home. i knew i was kidding myself, but.. somehow it was comforting. like, that was the closest i could possibly get to you, so it was okay."

y/n felt like crying.

"how can you be so sweet and so depressing at the same time?" y/n asked with a small chuckle.

"sorry," mark smiled. "i didn't invite you out to be this sad. we can talk about something else."

"no, it's okay. it's good to talk about that stuff, i don't mind."

mark took a deep breath and nodded.

"so are you living with riize? or do you get your own place?"

"i'm with the boys for now. i don't mind it much, honestly. i like taking care of them."

mark smiled and nodded. he expected as much.

"well, how was japan then? was the work very different?"

y/n thought for a moment. "it was different, yes. definitely took some getting used to. y'know, going from taking care of seven dreamies to just minding my business was odd."

mark nodded, "they'd love to see you. we should all do something sometime."

"yes please."

it was quiet again for a moment. not awkward, just quiet.

"oh, do you want some tea or anything? i think i'll get a drink now."

mark watched y/n get his wallet out while glancing at the menu list that hung by the shop's counter.

"no, i'm okay. thank you."

y/n nodded and opened his wallet, still trying to see the menu so he wouldn't have to stand idly by the register.

a familiar picture caught mark's eye after a second. a polaroid was sticking out of y/n's wallet. it was the polaroid they took together at incheon airport. dream's flight was delayed, so he and y/n walked around for a bit to pass the time. it was pretty empty thanks to the early morning. they found an unoccupied gate and sat alone for a bit, talking and laughing. it was the most fun mark had ever had at an airport.

"you kept it?" mark asked.

"hm?" y/n followed the male's gaze down to the photo. he grinned and took it out. "oh.. of course i did."

mark felt tears prick at his eyes as he held the small polaroid in his hands. they looked so happy it made his heart ache.

mark was handing the photo back to y/n when he felt a chill go down his spine. he spotted someone in the corner of his eye taking pictures. or videos, who knew. it was definitely just a fan, but it was still unsettling. y/n watched mark cross his arms and adjust his mask in silence.

"is something wrong?" y/n asked.

mark didn't reply, only giving a glance to the fan that was holding their phone up at the other side of the shop.

"damn it. let's just go." y/n was quick to return his wallet to his pocket as he and mark got up and hurried out.

"you okay?" y/n checked in. they were now just walking along the street together. mark exhaled and nodded. he pulled his mask down and looked at y/n with a grateful smile.

"i'm fine. thank you."

y/n grinned and nodded back.

it was quiet again for a minute or so. the pair just enjoyed the gentle breeze and the sounds of the nighttime . mark's thoughts started to get the best of him as he glanced over at y/n a couple times.

"can i ask..?" mark trailed off, unsure of himself.

"hm?"

"do you ever, um.. do you think things could, like, be the way they used to be..?"

y/n's breath became a little staggered. "you mean with us?"

mark nodded.

"oh.. mm," y/n didn't know exactly what to say. he would be lying if he said he was over his feelings for mark. but things could get complicated and messy very fast if they weren't careful.

"i don't know.."

mark nodded again. he could feel a lump forming in his throat as he looked away from y/n now.

"that's okay. i don't want to push anything," mark looked up at the moon as he spoke. "you'll always mean a lot to me, y/n. i really do love you."

y/n slipped his hands into his pockets, gazing down at his feet. mark was about to make him cry if he didn't stop soon.

"i think i'll always love you," y/n said quietly. mark finally looked back over at him with a bittersweet smile.

"should we just.. try to move on now? just try to be friends?" mark asked.

"i guess," y/n replied with a small sigh. he wasn't sure what moving on would mean, but he was hoping it was for the better.

they continued to walk together without talking much more, just enjoying each other's company while they could.

[ryin-silverfish]

disjointed LMK S5 reactions from a Chinese sub + dub watcher:

-the animation looks somewhat better than the trailer suggests.

-the worldbuilding, however, is...confusing.

-don't get me wrong, the emotional and character beats still hit right, but...the more I try to make sense of the worldbuilding, the less sense it makes.

(at least my fears about the Ten Kings conspiracy didn't come true, the 9 non-traitor kings are still pathetic pushovers that got [spoilered] by [spoilered].)

-welp, I will attempt to do so anyways. Spoilers under cut:

-In the beginning, someone or something made the Pillar of Creation to ward the world from Chaos.

-Which isn't how Chaos works in the Chinese cosmology, btw, but LMK is mostly its own vaguely JTTW-inspired fantasy setting at this point, so I'll try to keep the mythos-nitpicking to a minimum.

-Then some guy cracked the pillar (in the mythos, that would be Gonggong, but S5 does not mention a single name), and Nvwa had to make the Five-colored Stone + sacrifice herself to fix it.

-The "sacrifice" here is mostly her/her soul getting stuck inside the pillar for eternity, though, since MK still got to talk to her once he entered it.

-Each Five-colored Stone is attached to a Divine Guardian, who also serve as the stone's container, so to speak. They seem to remain outside of the pillar as anchors of reality.

-These guardians are the Divine Beasts of the Four Directions + JE himself, which is why Azure killing JE has such detrimental effects on reality.

-For every Five-colored Stone removed from its container, said container is destroyed, the cracks in reality widen, and the end of the "Cycle" draws near.

-Apart from the Five-colored Stone, Nvwa also created the Harbinger...at some point, and placed it inside SWK's stone, presumably after he has already hatched from it (based on Subodhi's words in S4 that MK is born from the same stone, after SWK).

-This Harbinger is supposed to sleep inside forever, awakening only at the end of the "Cycle" so that he can sacrifice himself to maintain the pillar, keep the encroaching Chaos at bay, and maybe give the world a soft reboot in the process or sth.

-Enter: the Nine-headed Demon, king of monologues and convoluted metaphors, a descendent of Xiangliu——another nine-headed serpentine monster from the Chinese mythos (said to be a subordinate of Gonggong in the Books of Mountains and Seas, who was slew by Yu the Great.)

-My attempt to make sense of his metaphor: basically, he used to live happily inside this Chaos-free bubble too (dark cave), alongside people who have never seen outside of it before, until he walked outside, dived into Chaos (sunlight), and went "Hey, it isn't all that bad! No, it's awesome!"

-Unsurprisingly, when he returned to the world inside the bubble and tried to convince his pals to take the Chaos bath together with him, he got rejected by everyone and turned edgy.

-He impersonated the Tenth King of the Underworld, King of the Turning Wheel, and proceeded to awaken the Harbinger prematurely.

-Supposedly, it's because he wanted the Harbinger to have experienced life for himself in the fullest, instead of waking up only to walk like a lamb to the slaughter.

-But his motivation is pretty confusing, tbh, and hearing Pigsy calling him out for never shutting the fuck up is funny as hell.

(Despite that? I kinda like his personality.)

-What MK did at the end of S5 is...well, the way I see it, he is still using the Five-Colored Stone as reality anchors, but instead of infusing their powers into a single mega-strong container, able to withstand the massive strain, every living being become a container, holding reality in place through quantity rather than quality.

-However, the anti-Chaos barrier does seem to have weakened; before Nine-head escaped into the "Chaos Outside" once and for all like he always wanted, he said that MK had opened the "Pandora's Box", so to speak.

-My completely arbitary theory: the anti-Chaos barrier before is like a giant roof, held up by 5 pillars. Take out 1 pillar, and the whole thing is guaranteed to come crashing down, sooner or later.

-The new one is like a net, with each individual functioning as its individual threads. It can do its job——holding reality together, but also leaves a lot of little holes for the Chaos Outside to slip in and out.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Hola! ¿Que me he perdido de The Monkey King and the Infant? Hace tiempo que no paso aqui...

translated by google:

"Hi! What did I miss about The Monkey King and the Infant? It's been a while since I've been here…"

I am currently working on Chapter 3 of the fic as we speak! ^_^

However I have many things going on in mine and my family's lives at the moment, so the opportunity to write is scarce (college, new jobs, medical appointments). I also lost some confidence writing when I discovered that Season 5 was announced, since I feared that my writing would become outdated with new lore (I'm still anticipating who the true villain Xiangliu alluded to but I have theories). Now I understand that is simply an obstacle when writing for an ongoing media.

Some details I've been working on for the "The Monkey King and the Infant" au are;

I have been trying to make a "timeline" chart for the Au to explain events that happened in the story's past.

Watching and adapting the events and characters introduced in Season 5 (Li Jing, Xiangliu, The 100 Eyed Demon, Nuwa, etc...) into the fic's universe.

Rewriting what Nüwa's plan; instead of just leaving her Harbinger and their Stone Egg on earth, she instead threw it into the cosmos so it could return at a later date - becoming the Harbinger's Comet. +Also adding/implementing her husband Fuxi - a minor god of fatherhood and invention. He loves his wife so much, and misses her dearly.

Establishing reasons for why Macaque and Wukong simply cannot hide away on Flower Fruit Mountain; (1): Many of the Celestial Guards suspect that Wukong was lying about the fate of the Cosmic Egg/Harbinger's comet and are monitoring him. Wukong learns this when he hires Sandy (on Pigsy's recommendation) to get home for some personal items, as his Somersault Cloud hasn't been working correctly. (2): Macaque is thought to be dead. If he suddenly reappears after so much time has past, it could draw the attention of the Ten Kings. (3): The Egg literally drains them of their powers, forcing them to approach problems "mortal-style".

Deciding how to introduce The Nine Tailed Vixen/Jiuweihuli to the story - I believe 100% that the moment Jin and Yin see Macaque alive again, they'd kidnap him to show their mother that he's alright.

Deciding on what the main "rogue's gallery" would be for LMK if the Lady Bone Demon is sealed away many years before MK's birth. The Spider Gang would be more involved in general mayhem.

Adding in Ao Bing (his presence is due to a spicy twist >:3).

Having the incident involving the "Demon King of Havoc/Confusion" be something far more complicated than what the novel/history tells. Sun Wukong did not only save his monkeys that day, but he also saved royal demons captured by the King of Havoc as bargaining chips (DBK amongst them), and a few celestial officers caught off-guard by the King of Havoc's power (Azure and Nezha among them). The reason it isn't talked about much is that many of the saved later became The Brotherhood and their allies - the celestial realm doesn't like admitting that a "mere cave demon" had caused them so much trouble.

I might add on more details as I think of them. Thank you all for being so invested in my writing. <3

[teddy-bear-queen]

Bro I have to say this I swear-

I see people trying everything to make it seem like Wukong is a lot worse then he is. I understand you like Macaque, I do too! But the entire point of their relationship is that they’re both in the wrong. The difference is, Wukong got, well, character development. It just feels super annoying to discredit Wukongs hard work in JTTW because of things he did prior.

I’m not saying Wukong is some saint, or an amazing person even while the story is taking place, but he is NOT as bad as some of the people in the LMK fandom make him out to be. I assume it’s because Macaque is the goth shy boy (/hj? /lh), but Macaque literally comes out just to manipulate MK and steal his powers. He’s making the exact same mistakes Wukong did, fighting for power so that he can protect himself. Get stronger. Etc.

Season 4 Special Spoilers:

I don’t think Wukong was ignorant in saying that Macaque doesn’t come to help him. I mean, he got beaten by the Jade Emperor and presumably everyone just left him there and ran off. I’d be pretty mad too. Of course, Macaque was hesitant to begin with, and that’s fair. But he was already there, he could’ve tried. But Macaque has a habit of shying away from fights, only really fighting others to settle a score (S1 E9) or if he has to (LBD arc - both working for and against her, but the S1 E9 relates here, too.) I’m not saying this as an insult, more of an observation. He’s not a coward by any means, a coward would be Peng, who leaves mid-battle in fear of being hurt or losing. Macaque finishes his fights (still knowing when it’s reasonable to retreat), but more often then not prefers to prevent them in the first place. (WHICH IS WHY THE DIVORCE SCENE HITS SO HARD, you know he’s been bottling that up ;v;)

ANYWAY back on topic. I definitely think everything Wukong said there was true. I don’t think he was trying to lie or manipulate Macaque by saying “everything I did was for us”. This is further confirmed when we see him later, tired and completely defeated.

He has nothing to hide here. He’s at his lowest point, stuck in a mountain, tensions high from being abandoned by his sworn brothers, being abandoned by people he held dear. Macaque was trying to be nice, but if I were stuck in a mountain and offered food from someone who left me in such a vulnerable state? I probably wouldn’t take the it either. ALSO. We still have NOT seen these things from Wukongs perspective! Every single time something is revealed from his past, it’s narrated by Tang, Azure, Macaque, etc. Wukong has never (from my memory) spoken about his trials first-hand. This is why I love the guy so much!! What’s going on in his head? How does he feel about these things?

These are such complex characters who have been through so much, so it really bothers me when people look at Sun Wukong and decide to demonise him because of the past which, not only has he moved on from, but we have never even seen his side of the story on. Why did he kill Macaque? Did he kill Macaque? (I’ve seen theories he didn’t, we don’t know rn tho)

Wukong went through a lot of pain to change. Wukong is haunted by his past and in genuine distress over it. You can’t tell me this isn’t a man filled with deep remorse for his actions.

He’s not perfect, but he’s a hell of a lot better. It just really frustrates me that people disregard and discredit the work he put in to get to this point.

THATS IT THATS THE POST

This is really disorganised I’m sorry, I just keep seeing people act like Wukong is the scum of the earth and I honestly just do not get it.

Please don’t send asks about this post, just reblog or comment.

I don’t want to deal with passive aggressive (or just straight up aggressive) people.

As a final note: No, Wukong is not perfect. He’s still a deeply flawed character even with his development. No, Macaque isn’t the scum of the earth. They both have their own problems and they both fucked up. They both did something wrong. That’s the point.

[moonyheartache]

LMK SEASON 4 SPOILERS

This is also kind of a meta theory sorry the brainwomrs insisted I make this post.

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So, Nüwa The Creation Goddes made MK out of clay (or at least looks like it), reasons still unkown.

Because well, if this theory is true, it means two things

1. The reason MK is so similar yet so different from Sun Wukong is esencially because Sun Wukong was created by nature, little by little, millenia after millenia, step by step. And if you know the first thing about nature, is that it is both chaos and order, the one and only perfect machine, the one that invented itself. So, Sun Wukong is, at heart, a force of chaos and nature, and even then, there method in his madness. There is order in chaos.

But MK, MK was crafted to be like that, by the person that helped nature into existance, or at least kickstarted it. MK's birth was rushed, and if the dirt clinging to him when he first met Pigsy, quite literally half-cooked. He is nature's missing child, meant to be a replica of something that didn't need replacement, but needed rest.

And following what Sun Wukong said, that he never really saw himself being a menthor, and that he was watching MK some time before he got the staff.

So this leads me to think that Nüwa knew that Sun Wukong was always going to be needed, but that he still isn't ready to come back. MK was crafted to help Sun Wukong recover, to take over when he needs rest.

But of course, Sun Wukong would never accept that, his pride and fear of compromise wouldn't let him.

So if we remember MK's flashbacks, the stone egg shaters and get put together again. So Nüwa weighted her options and used pieces from Sun Wukong's stone egg to make a being that, either he wanted it or not, would be always attached to him. But this needed to be at a time when Sun Wukong wouldn't notice something like that, and she needed to be fast.

So that's why MK has human looks, Nüwa needed to make him fast, to hide him, and to make sure that he would be, most importantly, safe. Because, A mortal child with the powers of the Great Sage? If Tripitaka had it hard traveling as a grown ass man who (sorta) knew to take care of himself with a whole ass set of super powerfull demons and a dragon, just imagine MK, small, little, inocent just-happy-to-be-here MK with only Tang and Pigsy to protect him

And 2. It would mean that this, this specific ass scene in seson 3?

This would be foreshadowing.

And I would start making a collection, this one goes right after Hunter and the Flapjack onesie.

[cacophony-eg]

Hehe what do you think of Season 4 Lmk?

Though I haven't watch it yet but I will watch it when there's English subtitle but If you haved already watch it what do you think? :D

I feel safe answering this now without spoiling anyone.

I really enjoyed Season 4 of LMK, like if you asked me who stole the show, I would not be able to point out just one person or pair.

I even wanna give a shout out the accounting demon, who showed off her badass side protecting Yin and Gin (I swear she’s gotta be their sister, or cousin or some kind of family member cause I can’t imagine her protecting them like that other wise. I also can’t see her being hired help either since Yin and Gin always give this kind of broke as a side walk vibe.)

MK and Monkey, these two balls of sunshine just swell my heart with so much emotions during all their shared screen time.

MK and Mei are the best lovable, supportive, goofballs around.

MK and Macaque with baby monkey had me happy flapping so much. I love how even though Macaque is on the ‘good side’ he hasn’t become goodie goodie, but still tries to help in his own ways, and even became; dare I say, comforting when he saw MK flickering between forms.

Pigsy and Tang not only get great arch’s as individuals this season, but as a pair as well. Season 3 we got to see them really supporting one another but this season showed us how deep these two are dedicated to each other. Label their relationship however you want to, but no one can deny that Pigsy and Tang care a lot about each other (and their shared love of food).

All the interactions between Past Macaque and Wukong have me crying in the corner, both in joy and in sadness.

I would say the only person out of the main cast that got the short end of the stick would be Sandy. I love Sandy but this season didn’t really let him have a chance to shine. Even the ep with past Sandy, was more about Pigsy’s development and character growth then it had to do with Sandy’s. Outside of creating a blimp for the team to travel on, Mo did more than Sandy.

Mo not only hid Tang from the remaining Brotherhood group/ thus showing Tang Azure’s true intentions but was also the one that triggered Sandy’s memories to come back. Now let that sink in… MO the CAT who I swear has Sans from Undertales transportation abilities, had more of an impact on the plot than SANDY.

Even the small cameo that the Demon Bull Family had was a lot more impactful not only to the plot but emotionally impactful as well. Like DBK is such a disastrous Bi, that loves those who can step on him. Getting to see the beginning of PIF and DBK’s romance was a treat that I’m so glad was given to us. I think PIF only had one line this whole season, but that soft loving and fearful worry as she says ‘my love’ hit me in the feels so hard. SHE ONLY HAD ONE LINE BUT THIS QUEEN MADE IT COUNT FOR SO MUCH! Then poor Red Son not only had to watch both his parents get ripped away (AGAIN!!!!) I would say he got the most horrifying sucked into the scroll scene out of anyone this season. Azure really did not hold back on his hate for BDK’s and PIF’s Son. I say this, as I’m 90% sure Azure’s hate towards Red Son is more about Red Son being a product of BDK’s and PIF’s union than about Red Son personally. (So glad the bull family was part of the beach scene at the end of the S4 special, they needed this Vacation Day just as much as he main cast. Like can we go at least one season without tearing down/apart this family that’s trying to recover from not only their individual trauma but their group trauma as well? Please!)

Also it was just so cool seeing Red and Nezha standing side by side, readying themselves for the battle to come. (Not quite as cool as the shot of Red standing side by side with Macaque, but a close second.) I have feelings and theories revolving around Nezha and this season that I will save for a later post.

Inky, or Ink MK was such a delightful addition to the antagonist group, with so much potential and versatility, that I’m hoping we see a return of them in some form or another in the coming season.

Peng was is such a fun, bitchy love to hate you character that really made the most out of every single frame they were in.

Tusk is a little harder, he really didn’t get much time to show his personality till the special. (Outside of the fact that he likes to give big hugs <3). Thankfully the special did give use a better look at Tusk, and show off not only his more reasonable side, but how deeply he cares about his friends, even after he was captured he doesn’t regret him and his friends intentions. But I feel sorry for the big guy as I feel he must be feeling retry lost now that’s Azures gone and Peng seemingly abandoned them. I bet poor Tusk didn’t put up much of a fight when he was captured, cause he probably doesn’t even know what to do with himself now that all he values so dearly is gone.

Now for Azure, sweet heaven and hell, Azure Lion. I…. I am not normal about him. I haven’t been this not normal for an LMK character since Possessed Wukong, and anyone who fallows me knows how that turned out. I’ll probably do a post just in dedication of Azure, because that lion boy has got me feeling so many feelings, but right now I am still not okay from his ending so please send Azure fanfic suggestions, to help aid in my recovery.

[honeymouthedtales]

This chapter has answered all of my questions and theories that i have silently kept to myself to analyze them all by my lonesome. Ever since the Islands Arc started, my heart had been rooting for DS; seeing her disrespected and underestimated by her people, her family, makes me really sad. I feel like DH, and now their mother, were the only ones who truly believed in her. It makes me agitated no one thinks DS going to marry a foreigner, leaving her home to live in an enemy country, (cont.)

(cont.) bearing said enemy’s child is just as important, tiring and draining as DH being king. And now that she’s heir, people only care about missing DH and how he’s being treated… WTF!!! I’m so glad you brought to light about MK’s situation with being passed the crown from his brother, just like DS right now. I’ve always wondered how that played out; how MK and his brother felt and reacted to the new development, how their relationship was like. With MK and DS being in the same boat, (cont.)

(cont.) I feel like MK could really help her out and share how he’s handled it. MK-DS besties is so heartwarming! its like MK can finally see who DS is NOW than he did during their 15 years of engagement, they were too busy trying to play the perfect husband/wife to really build a true friendship, I could imagine. But DS has perseverance and resilience, to be able to withstand her role as a wife, no one would do what she could (MK said so). I can also imagine that DS training to be a (cont.)

(cont.) prince's wife had been different to training to be the wife of a future king. How did everyone back then feel that DS was going to be queen of the Vale? Her education could have changed to prep her for being a queen, but im guessing a wife in the Islands is different than a wife in the Vale. I could see how everyone looked down on her for trying to be a lady of the Vale and not a lady of the Shar. I’m secretly yearning for a DS side story, she deserves all the love and support!! (cont.)

(cont.) I’m so sorry about my rant, this was a lot I know! i hav a word limit to my ask. But I really needed to get this out of my chest now that ch 58 has satisfied all my theories! You have stated multiple times that you don’t plan ahead, you write as you go in the moment and I didn’t want to say anything for fear of changing your work process. But everything is good now!!! Keep up the good work! Stay healthy and happy!

Joining all your asks into one for clarity.

Yeah, one of the reasons I'm really happy to have written this arc is that for so long people have worked on assumptions greatly shaped by our main characters, Mark who knows very little about the Islands and has only been with Dongsoon a few weeks every year, and Donghyuck who is fiercely loyal to his country and misses it terribly and so is bound to have very good feelings about it.

Many people were surprised to see Dongsoon being neglected because they had come to imagine the Islands being a beautiful place, more fair and equal compared to the Vale. It's only partly true. While the Islands are more willing to challenge some outdated views, they're not a perfectly place and they're affected by period-typical prejudices.

I didn't always have in mind to make Dongsoon's experience being so hard in the Islands, but as soon as the arc started and Yangyang appeared I realized that it only made sense for him to disrespect her because he's used to her just being Donghyuck's sister and not the crown princess. And if he does it, then maybe other people are doing it. Dongsoon was raised to be someone who blended into the situation, doing her thing without being seen because that was seen as a virtue. She was also not trained with weapons (even though some girls are trained) nor in trade, because as the queen of the Vale she wouldn't be able to keep up with that kind of education. She was, however, trained to be a skilled diplomat, and she did study together with Donghyuck and they're both equally smart and not competitive with each other so her education as a princess is not lacking. But she never had to prove that she was fit to rule the way Donghyuck did, nor she gained anyone's respect by bonding with important people or participating in campaigns, or training with the troops.

That's why I really wanted her and Mark to have this moment, because Mark is seeing her as a fellow heir right now, and he's seeing her struggling with the same problems he had in the past, and as someone whose abilities have been doubted by his father again and again, and had to prove himself to everyone, he is in a place of understanding from where he can help her by sharing his experience.

Also, when I started writing this fic some characters were barely fleshed out. Dongsoon appeared so little in this fic in the beginning, and always in moments filled with tension, as a background to Mark and Donghyuck's troubled relationship (i.e. Mark's kiss with her is seen as a negative thing that threatens their relationship, and generally when we think of her spending time with Mark we imagine how must Donghyuck suffered because of it). The few times she appeared as a positive character were in Donghyuck's interludes, but I was really aching to show that Mark and Dongsoon had a good relationship and could even have a better one now.

I also really really wanted to avoid the 'Donghyuck is jealous of his sister route' because it never existed in my p.lans. He loves her dearly, he trusts her dearly, and it could've been easy to hate her for taking Mark when Donghyuck wanted him, but he simply didn't because he loves her. They have a lot of respect for each other, they trust each other, they love each other, and being apart was hard for both of them, especially after having this special bond.

And also it might not be immediate to understand, but the fact that they complete each other so well is one of the reasons no one realized they were Alpha and Omega, because they covered for each other's character flaws and always balanced each other out. Dongsoon always covered for Donghyuck when he got in trouble and went to save him like a good Alpha, but people thought she was an Omega wanting to comfort her Alpha brother. At the same time, Donghyuck was constantly acting out because he needed the attention, and people thought it was a sign of him being an Alpha dragging his sister along in his adventures, but it was actually Dongsoon who stopped him when he was going too far and he always listened to her and trusted her judgment. They are two sides of the same coin in the end.

So this - having Mark getting along with her - is going to make all of them happy, because Donghyuck has the most important Alphas in his life on his side, and both Mark and Dongsoon gain an Alpha friend (especially for Dongsoon, who has no experience being an Alpha, Mark's help will be invaluable) and an ally in stopping Donghyuck from doing something crazy. I'm so glad I had the chance to write about their relationship because I really like it.

[mccarthymolly]

m,,. Not terrified of talk w ppl , b when do surprise aggression, maybe like a kind of aggression or speech disorganization more specific than attachments

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[askfallenroyalty]

[img id: two versions of Feylow, a boss monster darkner made from a daffodil. He’s young in the first design, based of a not blossomed daffodil. He has a leaf like dress, with a brown sash. The older design’s robes mimic’s Asriel’s King robes in design. The cape end trails out like daffodil leaves. His hair flows out in a daffodil’s 6 petal shape. The face and coloring mimics Chara’s goat form in AFR. A gold-beige with darker gold edges and spots. It looks like blush and freckles.]

superkirbylover said: my idea is something like... what you could do is have feylow originally be an unbloomed flower of sorts, then at the end they "bloom" into their true self (tazetta).

the way feylow blooms is based on chara's perception and interaction with them specifically, so when chara finally realizes they want to detatch from the past and move forward, that represents the "blooming" process. that's a super rough idea though, haha, could not be what you wanna follow

gosh SKL coming in and saving my ass here asdlfjasldf

(the design is NOT final, this is just my first draft of this version of the character)

to keep Tazetta as simple as possible (cause like, lets be real, OG feylow was convoluted and hard to explain. too much going on). Tazetta now soley represents Chara’s reluctance to grow up. -no more death/mirrors/bla bla. it’s a a more metaphorical rebirth with growing up, and less... literal. as it was in the OG version. this also means the trans allegory is dropped... ): Tazetta is more about Chara than Asriel now, so it doesn’t really make sense to foreshadow Asriel’s transiton with them.

Chara, Frisk, MK and Suzy (who will have more time before this to be fleshed out, i’m not just throwing them in out of no where.) all fall into the DR world. After exploring a bit, Chara turns Asgore’s flowershop into a darkworld between the time cyberworld is closed and Kris makes their fountain. Ralsei is like “brooooo this isn’t how things are supposed happen” and has to have Chara close the fountian before kris makes there’s or the Roaring will happen. Oopsies!

The whole darkworld will be garden themed, Chara (and a first time reader) assumes Feylow is a golden flower instead of their daffodil specifically. Feylow grows into the Big Bad Villain Flower King -so i’m assuming Feylow is still using he/him pronouns in this version. Just as Ralsei (could) represent Kris’ monstersona theory but uses different pronouns (likely to show even if Ralsei was made to be that ideal, he’s grown into his own person and gains his own self actualization) same can be said for Feylow. Still a he/him for the Flower King connection.

He represents Chara’s fear they’ll be forced into this royal position like Asriel. Their fear is to become like like him, turning into some strange monster who they don’t recognize anymore (monster puberty metaphor being added into the allegory here).

Basically, the Fake-Asriel aspect is mostly removed, Feylow still acts like a replacement brother but it's way more clear that Feylow is an extension of Chara rather than their idea of Asriel. Chara is replacing Asriel with themself essentailly, symbolic of how they’re trying to remove their family so they can be alone with their flowers (and self.) Because it’s easier to use your imagination and create art and garden then to deal with your family and your inevitable mistakes. The Asriel aspect is still there but it’s a small part of the bigger picture.

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Spider Demon Mk Reveal

I wrote this for @strange-lace‘s Spider Monkie AU a while back and here’s me finally getting around to posting it kmsdoaew (LOVE U LACE <3) 

Word count: 2,184

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They had been walking through the caves for a good hour or so. 

Mk was no stranger to caves, he’d grown up in them. Played in the caverns and enjoyed the snatches of sunlight that came through the cracks. But these were not his home caves, and he, frankly, was getting sick of them. It was dark and dank and endless, and Red Son had not stopped talking the entire time. 

“Noodle boy, are you listening to me?” 

This wouldn’t have been a problem for him usually; Mk talked all the time himself; he liked talking with people. But this wasn’t talking with Mei or Mr. Tang, or Pigsy, or Sandy, or his mom, or Monkey King, this was Red Son, with an unhealthy obsession, demanding he admit he was a demon for an hour straight. 

“It would be easier for us both if you just confessed,” Red Son told him. He paused for a moment to curse, as he stumbled over a rock, and scrambled to catch up with Mk who continued to walk briskly through the tunnels, doing his best to ignore him, which was getting increasingly difficult as time wore on. “We both know you’re a demon, just admit it.” 

“You’re delusional,” Mk said for the fifth time since they’d gotten trapped underground, allowing annoyance to tinge his voice hoping it would mask his discomfort. 

“I know I’m right!” Red Son yelled at him, despite only being a few feet away. 

Mk whirled around and slapped his hand over his mouth, hissing furiously. “Quiet! We’re still hiding, remember!?” 

Red Son grabbed his wrist to remove his hand and shoved his arm away.

Mk let him, even if he could have easily kept it there, not wanting to give him more reason to suspect his theory might actually be true. 

“Just admit it,” Red Son demanded, much too loudly. 

“Shut up,” Mk told him, heatedly, the back of his neck prickling at the way his voice echoed off the walls. 

The swarm of small demons that had attacked them earlier were still in the caverns somewhere, and Red Son was going to lead them straight to them if he didn’t stop talking so loudly. 

“I’m not a demon,” Mk said, forcing himself to remain calm. 

“Yes you are! If you aren’t then why did you not tremble in fear and awe when we first encountered one another?”  

“Because you’re not scary,” he said bluntly.  

Red Son looked at him in offended outrage, and Mk thought for a moment that maybe he shouldn't have added fuel to the fire, but he was just so done with the interrogation; the paranoia and fear of the others finding out was only made worse by Red Son’s constant prying; he was getting sick of the guilty feeling in his gut. 

“Just admit it!” Red Son shouted again, grabbing his forearm to stop him from continuing forward. His fingers dug into his arm and his hair threatened to catch on fire, something that would be a sure beacon, screaming their current position to any and all creatures in the cave system.  

Mk tore his arm out of his grip, bristling, and gritting his teeth to keep himself from yelling back. “Shut. Up, Red Son.” 

“I’m not crazy,” he snarled back at him.

Mk very suddenly noticed just how haggard he looked. 

His hair was a disaster, barely contained by the hairband, sticking up and out in so many places it looked more like an explosion than his usual carefully styled flame, and it had been like that even before they tumbled into the caves. There were dark circles under his wild, slightly glassy eyes that spoke of very little sleep and too much caffeine, and he almost seemed to be shaking slightly. 

Mk's anger drained out of him abruptly, leaving him standing in the wide cavern looking at his self-proclaimed nemesis, who was breathing hard, clenching his fists, hair flickering weakly, but still not bursting into flames like it usually would have by now, and looking very much like the only thing keeping him on his feet was his 100% correct theory that he would just not let go of.  

He was a mess. 

Mk couldn’t help but blame himself for it; Red Son was right, after all, and Mk was the one who kept insisting he wasn’t, lying to him and to his friends all because he was too afraid that they wouldn’t want him around if they knew. 

“When’s the last time you slept?” he asked quietly. 

Red Son bristled. “That doesn’t matter!” 

“You’re obsessing over this, it’s not healthy."

“I’m right,” Red Son stressed, like it was the only thing that mattered, and wow it was really obvious now that he hadn’t slept in a while. 

“No,” Mk said, like a coward. “You’re not.” 

Red Son gave a wordless, frustrated yell of rage and tackled him.  

Not expecting it, Mk lost his balance, (his balance was better when he had more than two legs,) and they hit the ground and started rolling. 

“What are you doing?!” Mk shouted, trying to shove him off. Except he wasn’t trying, because if he was, Red Son would have been thrown into the cavern wall. 

“Shut up and tell me the truth!” Red Son shouted back, hair sparking, and grabbing his wrist to keep him from pulling away. 

Mk used his hand and shoved his face away. 

Red Son’s fingers dug into his shoulders. 

He pried them off, then slammed Red Son into the ground, only pinning him for a moment before they were rolling again, though this time, Mk wasn’t trying to escape. 

Red Son attempted to grab onto his headband, and Mk grabbed his wrist instead to stop him and bit down on his arm, teeth digging into the fabric of his jacket. 

Red Son gave an outraged shout and elbowed him in the face. 

The ground tilted under them and then they were tumbling head over heels over one another down a steep slope, but that didn’t stop them from fighting, Mk getting knee to the gut. 

They hit the bottom and broke apart, rolling in different directions, sharp rocks digging into Mk’s body, new cuts and bruises stinging from the dust that was kicked up. 

Red Son was on his feet first, unsteady and grippin the arm that Mk had bitten, teeth grit and seething. 

Mk rolled onto his hands and knees and started to rise, carefully, wiping his nose as he watched Red Son warily, ready to fight again. 

“I know what you are,” Red Son hissed, staggering slightly, but somehow remaining on his feet despite looking like he was ready to collapse. 

Mk glared at him, but faltered when his eyes noticed movement elsewhere and he paled at the sight of a rock the size of Pigsy’s truck teetering on the edge of the slope they had just fallen down, Red Son directly in it’s threatening path. 

“And I’m going to prove it.” 

“Red, shut up and move!” Mk yelled at him. 

“You shut up!” Red Son shouted back, and the sound echoed off the cavern. 

Something cracked and the boulder fell. 

Mk lunged forward, ramming into Red Son and tackling him out of the way of the rock that hurtled past the spot he had been just moments before. 

They landed a rather large distance away, Mk not bothering to have tried to mask his strength in that moment, and he squeezed his eyes shut before pushing himself off of Red Son who was struggling to push him off, and then open them again to glare down at him. 

“You’re going to get us killed!” 

Red Son kicked him in the chest with enough force to send him crashing into the stone cavern wall, with a pained “oof!”

He barely had time to hit the ground before Red Son was there, grabbing the front of his jacket and slamming him against the wall again. 

Rocks dug into his back painfully and he grit his teeth, glaring at Red Son who was glaring right back, the wild dazed look in his eye still there. 

Mk saw a creature slink into the cavern from over his shoulder, clearly drawn by the commotion. It was twice the size of the boulder that had nearly crushed Red Son, and it spotted them almost immediately. 

“Let go!” Mk yelled at him. 

“Not until you confess!” 

The creature advanced on them, summoned by their shouting. 

They were both breathing hard, and Red Son’s arms were shaking as he held him against the wall, and Mk decided he’d had enough. 

“You want a demon?” he growled, eyes starting to glow. “FINE.” 

He grabbed Monkey King’s staff from its place in his ear and hurled it at the advancing demon creature. 

The staff grew in length and width as it spun towards its target, sending it crashing through the cave wall upon making contact. And then he dropped his glamour. 

He grew in size, forcing Red Son to stumble back, lest he be impaled by the sharp limbs revealing themselves. The cramped human form faded, freeing his much larger demon form. He never quite got used to the stuffy uncomfortable feeling that came with his glamour, and it felt like taking a breath of fresh air.

It didn’t stop the slightly sick feeling in his gut though, but he let his anger burn that away for the time being. 

His staff came back and he caught it in his hand, the sound echoing through the cave, and glared down at Red Son, who was looking up at him wide-eyed as he loomed over him. 

He stumbled back, losing his footing and sat down hard on the stone ground, barely catching himself back on his hands. 

The creature roared.

Mk leaned down and picked up the dumbstruck demon effortlessly by the front of his jacket and set him down behind him, placing himself between the creature and his companion.  

“Stay. There.” Mk growled at Red Son, voice hard as stone and green eyes sharp as steel. 

Red son just gaped up at him, a dazed look on his face, and Mk leapt over him to take care of the demon, not bothering to hold back now that his secret was out.  

He was a little out of practice with his spider limbs, having been hidden in his human glamour for so long, but he settled back into things quickly and it didn’t take long to scare the creature off. He tucked the staff back behind his ear and glanced back.

Red Son was still sitting on the ground, staring up at him dumbly. 

Mk made his way over to him. He sighed through his nose and reached down, slipping his fingers under the immobilized fire demon’s chin to close his gaping mouth. 

Red Son snapped it shut at the feeling, seeming to come back to himself a little, though the dazed look remained. 

“I was right,” he breathed, looking like he couldn't believe it. 

Mk just felt tired. 

He shrunk Monkey King’s staff, tucking it away back in his ear, and scooped Red Son up into his arms, carefully. Red Son gave a strangled sound at the motion, going weirdly red, hair threatening to catch fire. 

“Uh huh,” he reassured him to keep him from going volatile again. “You sure were.” Then he started wrapping him in webs. 

It took Red Son a moment to realize what was happening, five full seconds in fact, and he started struggling much too late, his arms pinned to his side by iron webbing that he had no chance of breaking in his sleep-deprived, malnourished state. 

“What are you doing?!” he thrashed weakly. His exhaustion clearly caught up to him. “Release me!” 

“Nope,” Mk said, finishing the web cocoon. “You’re barely standing right now. You’ve gotten your answer, so now you’re going to take a nap.”

 Red Son struggled to escape,  his efforts proving to be unsuccessful, only really resulting in small wiggles that almost made Mk want to laugh. 

He made a frustrated sound and went limp, breathing hard like he’d done a lot more than simply strain against webbing. 

Mk maneuvered him around and used a bit more webbing to strap him to his back. 

“Unhand me!” Red Son spluttered.

“No,” Mk said. “You haven't slept in days, and you clearly can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so you’re staying there until we get out of here, or at least until you’ve slept.” 

He huffed. 

“Go to sleep, and I’ll handle getting us out of here.” 

He started forward, a lot faster now that his spider limbs could carry him over the rocks, and he ignored Red Son’s increasingly weak struggles. 

“This is kidnapping.”

Mk’s cheeks heated. “Go to sleep, Firefly.” 

“Noodle boy,” Red Son shot back, voice sounding softer than he probably meant it to be. 

His protests slowly changed to mumbles and eventually stopped completely. His breathing evened out and he fell asleep. 

Mk continued forward, and tried not to think about the fact his secret was out

[smokeowl-mx]

I explained it reaaaally poorly in the comments but the whole thing connected for me when Sun Wukong says: "Aren't you sick of living in my shadow?"

(Mind you, the whole story of JTTW was very vaguely written in my head when I started watching Lego Monkey Kid. So when Macaque came and did all he did to MK and Wukong, I didn't consider the original story and it's plot to figure out their past. I know, I'm dumb. But now, I've got the power!!)

For anyone that was as lost as I was, what Macaque tells when he's posing as a storyteller is partially true, though he leaves certain...details out.

Turns out, there are 4 celestial monkeys that don't fit into the 10 basics categories.

- Sun Wukong, the Intelligent Stone Monkey

- The Red Backed Baboon, prospect of balance.

- The Long armed Ape, wise of the universe.

- The Six Eared Macaque, oracle and fortuneteller.

JTTW tells how, after Wukong was kicked out of the group after killing some bandits, he just dissapeared. Some days later, he came back to offer apologies to Tan Sanzang who, obviously, said no, so Wukong beat the Monk and stole all of the group's stuff. When Sha Wujing (Sandy) went to his mountain to confront him, he found out Wukong planned to do the whole journey with a group of clones of the Monk, Sandy and Pigsy. Basically wanting to reach illumination by himself.

Sandy, seeing Wukong was beyond all reason, went to the goddess who was...basically Wukong's legal tutor to ask for her help on changing the Monkey King's mind. Turns out, the Real Wukong was with her the whole time since he was kicked out.

Long story short, after both Wukongs fought endlessly through earth, the celestial realm and the underworld, they ended up in front of Buddha, who unmasked Macaque. Right afterwards, Wukong killed Macaque for stealing his identity and his monkey army.

Why do I explain this? Aside from cutting everyone to speed on JTTW and it's lore.

Well...do you remember all those jokes Macaque makes about his "living streak"? What finally put the last nail on Macaque's hatred (or heartbreak) on Wukong was, basically, that Monkey King killed him after both of them were considered two powerful entities feared on all realms.

"Their light, a protective glow, shining upon the world. Together there was nothing that could stop the two of them. Either in the Celestial Realms, or on Earth..."

With Macaque at the brink of death, he made an Oath to the Lady Bone Demon to be brought back. And we all know how that went...

Knowing all of this makes certain scenes cut deeper than they did at first, doesn't it?

"You've got Lady Bone Demon powers, huh? I mean, it is in brand for you to have the worst version of someone else's powers"

"...You always had a "Sidekick" kinda vibe"

"Mk: You're...not Sun Wukong

Macaque: heh...I get that a lot"

At first I kinda just interpreted it as "Yeah sure, they look similar" and "Looks like they have a heavy history together" but it was always confusing to me how certain thing tied up.

The series gives you hints, but still nothing definitive. Just the idea that they were friends (cofcofloverscofcof) and something involving Macaque taking Wukong's identity and then Macaque dying. But having a bit more of backstory, makes the whole drama more effective.

Mind you, haven't watched Season 4 so if anything's there, I don't know at the time of writing this essay.

So yeah, you're welcome for everyone that was confused.

P.S. A little thing I want to point out, even though it is not ShadowPeach related, is about Dragonfruit.

Mei calls Red Son "Red Boy" as a way to mock him. She's accidentally dead-naming him. Red Boy is Red Son's name from JTTW.

I like to think Red Son made the change so his affiliation with DBK was more obvious and to wield it as a banner of sorts. And Mei comes around just accidentally calling him by his past name, that why he's so mad when he's called Red Boy.

Or at least, that's my theory...

I JUST REALISED SOMETHING

In lmk when we first meet macaque. Him and sun wukong are fighting. We hear macaque taunting SWK by saying “the old you would have levelled this whole mountain range just to stop me” and we know that macaque stole swks powers.

HE’S TALKING ABOUT WHEN HE TOOK SWKS IDENTITY IN JTTW AND THEY FOUGHT. OH MY GOD

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Shadow Theater, Hero’s Folly

It has been difficult to complete my posts before we start season three. Given the positive response to my last shadow play, I wanted to make this rendition something special. I hope you enjoy the mental torment and emotional manipulation.

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In a humble apartment, its single resident was trapped in a lost battle within his own mind. Fingers dug deep into the sheets as the heart raced. Legs twitched, echoing the dreamer’s desperation to escape. Sweat gathered on his forehead as teeth ground against one another as terror consumed his mind. Chained in a hell of his own making, he couldn’t turn away.

Force to watch, helpless to change the outcome of a true slaughter.

Crack

The sound of bones breaking muffled whatever screaming the victims had to give.

Squelch

The bitter scent of fresh blood grew as the strikes continued, not losing any of their strength or ferocity.

Crack

“You talk too much.” A voice he recognized even as he desperately tried to distance himself from the nightmarish scene.

Dark Eyes snapped open as teeth bit into the owner’s lip to prevent the release of the slightest sound. On reflex his hand shot out to his nightstand where a pair of glasses rested exactly where he left them. The world came into focus as Tang slid them back into place. A quick look validated the owner’s location was still in his sparsely decorated apartment.

Taking a moment to make sure he wasn’t surrounded by bodies were moments from being reduced to corpses, Tang glanced at his clock and refrained from swearing that would no doubt wake his neighbors. Groaning, Tang threw himself back onto his pillow before choosing to make himself some tea. It was almost three am and it wasn’t like he was going to get much more sleep after this, assuming he could even manage to soothe his mind enough to close his eyes for more than ten minutes.

Mindlessly he walked to his small kitchen and got to work preparing the kettle. The second wisps of steam appeared, Tang poured the water into his frustration cup (a traveler’s mug he purchased during his first trip to the Hawaiian islands designed to hold 48oz). The scent of hibiscus and passion fruit wafted from the ruby liquid. Tang breathed deep in hopes the floral and fruity scents could distract him from the phantoms scents of copper that continued to haunt him.

Tang had not endured a nightmare of such brutality in years. He feared it was a prelude to something far worse, specifically what he could not say, but he knew things were changing. Too many signs were making themselves known in all the wrong ways, leaving only the possibility of destruction in their near future.

The longer MK struggled, the more Tang feared the Monkey King’s so-called ‘vacation’ was a ruse for something far more sinister. Monkey King did care about MK, but it was obvious the simian had issues letting people get close. You didn’t go into self-imposed exile for five hundred years and abandon your signature weapon out of just mourning. Odds were after the deaths of his brothers and master, the Monkey King closed himself off in the hopes he would never suffer like that agony again. Not the best coping mechanism but he was hardly one to judge. There was a high probability that Monkey King choose to leave and handle some up incoming threat without telling MK in the hopes of not worrying his successor. Sadly, without proof all he was doing was revving himself up based on nothing but his own fears.

And that was nothing compared to the frenzy Mei described MK falling into over a video game in his quest to obtain new powers based on some loose theory. The boy was going to burn himself out at this rate. His desperation to discover more power was taking a toll on the kid’s social life. Before MK was dedicated to training, but he always tried to make time for his friends. Now their little group had faded into the background as he constantly tried to best an unnamed foe.

Something needed to change.

Sighing, Tang began sorting through the mail he tossed aside earlier in the week. He normally tried to ignore it until he needed a distraction, looks like the time has come. Flipping through bills, vaguely veiled attempts to scam him, and a magazine hand out he stopped at a curious sight.

A flyer neatly folded for the local theater.

On one side, it depicted an ad for the movie Kung Fu Monkey Cop 3, but on the other, it was advertising for a play. The art style was simple yet bold, depicting two figures in martial arts poses, both seemed to be cloaked in mystic power. The short description on the side stated that a traveling artist was performing at the local theater for a limited time.

Igniting the Sky

According to the small description at the bottom, it would only be showing for two more days.

Smiling Tang booted up his laptop to order tickets. This was the perfect way for everyone to spend time together and just unwind. Ma insisted on MK taking a break after all the nonsense with the video game. Mei had completed all her coursework for the week, leaving her free. Pigsy did promise he’d take a day off every two weeks to prevent burnout. Unfortunately, Sandy would be out making deliveries for the next few days to make up for spending almost three days at Mount Huagou, but with any luck, they would be able to attend a different play when he returned.

Or at least take up Ma’s offer for lunch.

He wasn’t sure if MK noticed during their mission, but the monkies definitely looked like they needed some fresh experiences. A few fresh faces might be able to help with them finally being able to heal after so much loss. If Ma’s reaction was honest, the wounds had barely begun to heal.

Happily, the scholar clicked on the theater’s website unaware of the dark figure smirking across the street.

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The lights dimmed, leaving only small bulbs along the stairs for lit for safety purposes, signaling the performance had begun.

The curtains pulled back, revealing a solitary figure wearing an exquisite black cloak with red clouds. Fog slowly rolled in filling the stage and flowing off into the stands.

“Welcome viewers to a shadow play the likes of which have never been seen.” From his wide sleeves, the puppeteer manifested a beautifully crafted lantern.

The wall behind him became illuminated by a purple light with no visible source. Shadows twisted until they formed the Warrior from the poster, standing proud against a mountain backdrop.

It follows the tale of a legendary warrior and how those who bring light into this world inevitably bring darkness to those they hold dear.

Suddenly the Warrior was attacked by shadowy tendrils that stripped him of his strength as they burned his soul. The audience could have sworn they heard screaming echoing in the back of their minds. The attack continued until the wall went dark and the screams turned silent.

In the beginning, all that existed was a lone soul surrounded by darkness and noise.

Suddenly two small eyes flickered open, followed by a tiny body. What was strange was the six ears the little one possessed.

The little soul sought answers to their existence. Their travels taught them much.

The little soul formed a raft and hit the seas. On their handmade creation, the little soul scampered around with innocent joy that could only exist in childhood.

They learned of the warmth of a family’s love. They experienced the cruelty of man. In time their pain devoured their happiness until naught, but regrets remained. Yet despite all odds, the little soul fought on until he became a Warrior.

The little soul could be seen playing with two humans. Then he was battling a group of bandits, surrounded by bodies, whether they were ally or enemy no one could say. With each scene, the little soul grew until he reached maturity, both physically and mentally. Enemy after enemy, family after family, the soul walked away from each scene covered in blood until no trace of the innocence remained.

The Warrior continued his travels as his heart became as ice, that is until he met a young hero in the making. Despite the Warrior’s efforts, the Hero was determined to win his heart.

The scene changed to feature a temple courtyard where the Warrior was training with a staff. The Warrior swung down the staff in steady repetitions until a new figure appeared, one that looked almost exactly like him. The Hero happily black flipped towards the Warrior, ignoring the other’s annoyance. The Warrior pushed the Hero aside and headed indoors.

Pushes became nudges. Attacks became spars. Eventually, the Warrior was forced to concede to a force far more stubborn than he could ever dream. With the prize well in hand, so began a period of ultimate bliss.

Days passed, yet every time the Warrior trained the Hero was quick to join him. Any attempts to push the Hero away only served to encourage the other, while attacks were taken as a training exercise. Again and again, they clashed until the Warrior gave in. The two of them became a team unlike any other.

The Hero and the Warrior were like the Sun and the Moon. Their glow a protective light shining upon the world. Together, there was nothing that could stop the two of them either in the Celestial realms or on Earth.

Leaving the temple, the two set off on a series of adventures. They faced demonic hunters, human armies, dragon warriors, and divine generals. Not one could ever hope to defeat their united front.

As time went on the Hero attained power beyond comprehension. Until not even the greatest masters could deny his might. A trap was set, one that preyed upon the Hero’s vanity. Despite the Warrior’s warnings, the Hero charged forward without hesitation. A price far greater than any could predict rocked the warrior to his core.

The two made their home on a mountain paradise. Those like them made this land their home and under their leadership, turned it into a true haven. From the heavens, a shining throne appeared. A light shone down upon the Hero and just like that their partnership was over. Without looking back, the Hero abandoned the Warrior no matter how he pled.

The Warrior was proven correct as war erupted around those they had sworn to protect. Staring out into the abyss of his former home, the warrior became stained by the thousands of deaths he failed to prevent. The Warrior was forced to face the truth.

Yet when the King approached the throne, he was shackled and the mountain paradise where they lived was engulfed in flames. Despite all the pain, the Warrior survived yet he felt no accomplishment for such a feat. Staring out onto the empty wasteland where once life flourished all the Warrior could feel was emptiness.

As the Hero’s light grew so too did his shadow. And so, the Warrior was cast in that shadow. In the darkness, the Warrior was forgotten by the hero.

The Warrior who once thought he stood equal to the Hero, learned he was a but a flicker to the King’s roaring sun. The hero’s massive figure utterly eclipsed the Warrior until only the darkness would take him.

Adrift in the void, the Warrior sought out the means to end his suffering. Neither combat nor knowledge held the key to the Warrior’s peace. For far too long, it seemed that nothing would ever change. That the moon would never again bathe the world in its tranquil glow.

The Warrior walked on, all around him the world turned and grew, wars were waged for every reason imaginable, but none of it touched him. He continued walking until his ears twitched upwards at a familiar yet foreign cry. Walking with greater purpose, the Warrior came across a little soul crying out for comfort.

It was the darkness that held his salvation in the form of a young star. A tiny being familiar with the agony of life, the Warrior could not bring himself to turn away.

Mindful of his claws, the Warrior pulled the little one close and wrapped it in his cloak until the cries had stopped. Large eyes stared at the Warrior as though he was the young one’s entire world, just as he once did to another. Unable to simply abandon the little one to the unforgiving world, the Warrior nuzzled the furry head and walked on more confidently than he had in decades. And this was but the first of many he would save.

One by one the moon gathered stars and comets until the dark sky became a patchwork of light. The Sun’s abandonment echoed throughout space, but the Moon persevered as even though the night was long and cold, he no longer had to walk it alone.

The shadow of the Warrior was slowly joined by the images of different creatures, some demon others resembling humans, however, they all stood as one. With each new addition, their collective glow grew brighter and brighter. Until every shadow was scattered before their unity in a burst of violet light.

§~~~~§~~~~§~~~~§

When the light died down and the dark spots stopped dancing behind their eyelids, The audience saw the puppeteer had vanished. The overhead lights slowly turned back on, signifying that the play had been completed.

Audience members started to walk out, excitedly chatting about what the play was based on and their favorite parts. Everyone was so excited and wrapped in their own worlds none of them noticed the Monkie Kid frantically looking for his friends. There was nothing to prove they had ever been seated, except for strange scorch marks on the bench. It was like they had simply vanished.

He was so wrapped up in the story, he completely tuned out the world.

Did they leave already?

Did they even wait for the play to finish?

Did they leave him?

§~~~~§~~~~§~~~~§

The Hero and the Warrior were like the Sun and the Moon. Their glow a protective light shining upon the world.

Shaking his head MK paced outside the theater, phone pressed to his ear as he hoped his call to Mei would go through this time.

You reached ya girl Mei. Leave it Boi!

Groaning MK hung up. Something told him if she hadn’t responded to his last three voicemails, this one wasn’t going to make a difference.

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As the Hero’s light grew so too did his shadow. And so, the Warrior was cast in that shadow.

Hoping Pigsy just rushed over for an emergency order, MK headed to the restaurant. But when he arrived it was still closed. There was no sign anyone had been there, either to open its doors or create a glorious meal.

Hand inches away from the handle, MK looked at the untouched lock. Breathing out, he stuffed his empty hand into his coat pocket and walk off.

§~~~~§~~~~§~~~~§

In the darkness, the Warrior was forgotten by the hero.

The city library was completely silent, not a turning page or heartbeat could be found in the entire building. Even Tang’s personal alcove was undisturbed, just like his university office.

When he talked to a few of his students, they commented that he sent out an email early in the morning stating that he would not be able to take any calls or hold office hours today. They had no idea where he could be.

No one knew where any of them went.

§~~~~§~~~~§~~~~§

Depressed, MK returned to the theater and proceeded to eat his feelings with overpriced popcorn. Not the best idea? Yes. Did it help fill the void? A little bit. And that’s what mattered right now.

Thus, leaving him in an empty theater as he shoveled fistful after fistful of popcorn and other salty snacks into his waiting mouth. He wasn’t sure how long he spent sitting there. Mired in his own depression as he wondered where he went wrong.

“Ah, it’s you again.” Startled, MK hastily swallowed before facing the speaker. It was the puppeteer. MK couldn’t make out the top half of his face due to the hood, probably a drama thing, but from what he could see the man had an immaculately trimmed beard and a mischievous smile. “You must be my biggest fan. You do know the play is over, right?”

Releasing a breath, MK quickly debated over being honest with the stranger and himself. “So what happened with the Hero? Did he and the Warrior ever patch things up?”

The puppeteer gave a low chuckle at the question. “What would you like to hear?” He turned to face the stage as though he could imagine the scene playing out only for the entire set to get struck by lightning, catch on fire, and turn to ash. “The Hero suddenly remembered his beloved friend, The Warrior? That they lived ''happily ever after?’’” The phrase that was designed to bring joy turned to poison as it left his lips.

The puppeteer suddenly shifted his stance, even through the hood’s shadows MK could feel the man’s eyes burning through his own. Scrambling to find an answer, MK panicked. “No! No, no, no, no- Well yeah, maybe. Okay, I don’t know why I’m telling a complete stranger this but, I guess…I kinda feel like the Warrior in the story. A little. Is that dumb?”

“I take that as a compliment, young man. The telltale sign of a good story you resonate so personally,” The puppeteer passionately explained with wisdom that came from a lifetime of honing one’s craft. “But I think maybe you missed the poin-”

Whatever he was going to say was cut off as MK couldn’t hold it in any longer. “It’s like I want to be strong and I’m trying to be, but it’s like Monkey King isn’t giving me a chance!” He just wanted to protect his family and prove to his idol that he was worthy of such immense power. But he couldn’t do it if no one told him how to. He already learned that trying to find strength just anywhere wasn’t going to work. The whole point of being a student was that you had someone wiser there to help you learn the ropes until you could stand on your own. But how could that mentorship flourish without open trust?

And just like that all the confidence and outrage was exhausted leaving a series of painful questions he feared answered. “What if he knows he made a mistake? Chose wrong, chose the wrong successor?” There he said it! It may have started as a cruel taunt, but MK couldn’t help but feel there was a cold truth he overlooked.

“And?” The voice was echoing as though its origin was from the bottom of a well, but that wasn’t what earned MK’s attention. No, it was the voice itself. Turning so fast the youth could feel his neck protesting, but that didn’t matter.

The puppeteer had vanished.

But there, sitting on the other end of the bench, was the Monkey King, appearing in a flash of light. “What if he did?” The monarch asked, looking as though the child had proposed a pathetically stupid question.

Startled MK nearly fell to the floor but caught himself in time. "Augh. This again? Look I know you're not really here. I’ve been following your advice. Believing in myself, blah blah blah. But I’m not ready for this.” Any remaining confidence crumpled away in the face of true self-loathing and fear. “I can’t face Lady Bone Demon alone. I just feel so…"

“Ha ha ha,” The Monkey King chuckled at the youth’s dilemma. It was low and uncaring, so unlike the King’s traditional laugh in how it raised the hairs on the back of one’s neck.

Blinking back tears, MK raised a trembling fist. “Urgh! If you're not going to help, then just LEAVE ME ALONE!” Launching forward with every bit of strength he possessed, MK was stunned when instead of phasing through his hallucination his fist was effortlessly caught by real flesh.

“Woah, bud. You been working out? You pack a bigger punch than I remember.” The fake king playfully commented, acting as though the assault was less than nothing.

Meanwhile, MK was truly freaking out. “Who are you?” Not only was this stranger able to handle his raw strength, but there was something about him in Monkey King’s form that just felt so wrong.

“Aw. Come on, bud. Can’t you tell?” The Fake King continued to smile but his golden eyes glittered with world-shattering cruelty. “Why so glum? One would think you’d feel better after a little venting.”

MK winced as the Fake King started twisting his arm and it was taking everything he had to stay standing. “What are you doing here?” But suddenly he realized he made a massive mistake. “No. I just-”

“Unloaded all your insecurities on me.” Another spine-tingling laugh echoed throughout the room. “I know! But hey. No shame in that man, sometimes you just got to talk it out. Ya know. Suddenly the Fake King’s expression turned slightly insecure, a face he never imagined his idol wearing. “I don’t really do it. Maybe I should, but we’d be here all day.” Like that he regained his trademark confidence and MK would be lying if he said he wasn’t relieved to see that defeated expression vanish.

“Would you just get to the point!” MK screamed, launching his free hand at the imposter’s face.

“Settle down kiddo. This is the thanks I get for checking up on the infamous Monkie Kid and putting on a show.” A tail wrapped around MK’s ankle, before he could even look down to see what touched him, he found himself being whipped into another set of benches. “Oh MK. Did you really not suspect something happened to your beloved family? Did you never think they could be captured? You truly are dense.”

Conjuring the same lantern he used for the performance, the room was cast in a mystical purple light. MK squinted at the sudden light but when he was able to see he saw a new show had started.

It was a silhouette of himself. He was just standing there, and from the edges of the light MK saw massive hands coming closer. “You saw a story about a hero who got handed everything, who didn’t have to work for anything, and you thought you were the other guy.” A massive rendition of Monkey King appeared holding the replica of the young hero, bestowing powers beyond measure.

“The second the hero got real power he couldn’t care less about his friends. That’s you, bud.” The scene shifted to the tale of the Hero and the Warrior, where the Warrior was pleading with the Hero not to leave, only for the Hero to turn his back and fly away.

“Me?” Sure, he could be selfish at times, but he would never just abandon his family like that. “I-I’m nothing like that.”

“Hmm, these three would beg to differ.” The heartbreaking scene faded away, leaving three outstretched shadows bearing striking resemblance to very important people.

“Guys!” MK looked on in horror as the shadows emerged from the floor and walls, no longer bound by two-dimensional limitations. The shadows greatly resembled their origins, perfectly detailed except for their faces. They lacked any form of facial features apart from their eyes which were solid purple circles that expressed nothing, not even blind obedience.

“Oh, did you just realize they were missing? Classic hero maneuver.” The Fake king sneered as the youth stared in horror at the twisted forms of his loved ones. “Maybe it’s just me but these guys don’t look too happy about being left in the shadow of the Great Monkie Kid.”

Then the story entered the climax.

The shadow servants struck. They coordinated their assault as a single, powerful unit. MK was kicked across the room, thrown into benches, and hurled until the room wouldn’t stop spinning. The rotating light from the lantern regularly saturated the room in equal parts dangerous light and vaguely protective darkness.

He was in tremendous physical pain, but he didn’t dare raise a hand. He didn’t know how this magic worked. Striking the shadows could free them, but it could just as easily kill the poor victims trapped inside. MK was mentally beating the crap out of himself for being so blind. He let his guard down and his family paid the price.

The beating continued until MK was pinned under the strength of his three family members. In the back of his mind, he replayed what the darkness showed him, Tang’s face being twisted in regret and pain. Did they know what was happening? Could they see their bodies being used as puppets? Were they trying to fight the control?

What was worse was the bastard laughing on the stage, not bothering to lift a finger. He thought he was going to walk away from this scottfree.

“Enough.” The lantern was the key. Either way, he would free his family. Gritting his teeth, The three shadows were sent flying as Mk charged towards the Fake King, prepared to unleash all his rage towards the artifact of their imprisonment.

It was time to end this.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Once again, his attack was stopped by the barest of movements. Tendrils of shadows rose from the ground, holding his body at an awkward angle.

“I had such high hopes for our reunion. You were utterly helpless.” MK’s struggles ceased as the shadow master’s voice became deeper, a tone he would recognize until his final days. “No clones. No transformations. You didn’t even draw the staff.” A quick flash of purple and the Fake King transformed into another familiar face. “Clearly, we have much to discuss.”

The young adult was gently returned to the ground at the elder’s command.

“Macaque…” MK breathed as his stared at his mentor struggling with a strange mixture of emotions. Given the situation, he went the easy route and chose to start things off with rage. “Seriously?! I haven’t seen you in months and this is how you choose to come back?!”

“What can I say? I love making a memorable entrance.” Macaque proudly stated. Shadows behind him morphing in an army kneeling in reference.

“And you chose to do so by kidnapping my friends and traumatizing me??! Clearly, you have issues.” And he was not projecting this time!

“Ha. I’m a three-thousand-year-old immortal, of course, I have problems, but that’s not important. Do you feel better, cub?”

“Huh?” MK blinked at the question. He honestly wasn’t expecting a monkie to genuinely want to talk to him outside of Monkey King’s influence. Hell, unless he gave the go-ahead, odds were he’d never meet the Stalwart Generals.

Just like that, Macaque was in front of him holding his cheeks in a tender embrace. “Being able to strike Wukong? Letting your frustrations out?”

“A little…I just- I get your lesson. Don’t become so consumed with the desire for power that I abandon those closest to me.” It was weird, just before the play started everyone had been telling him that he had been ignoring them and their feelings. How strange that he was only able to truly listen once he got a taste of being left with nothing. To be reminded of that pain.

“That is of course unless you want to become a copy of the Galant Sun Wukong.” Macaque posed as his shadow turned into a perfect duplicate of the Monkey King being raised onto a pedestal.

MK couldn’t help smiling at the display. “Ha. For so long I wondered how you and Monkey King knew each other. There were too many hints that gave the impression you were close, but neither of you hinted what that connection could be. Now I know. Monkey King was always meant to be a famous Hero while you were doomed to be the forgotten Warrior.” It was pretty sad if one thought about it.

“Maybe you’re not as dense as you look,” Macaque said earning an annoyed glare from his student as he led the young one to the bleachers that managed not to be destroyed.

Mentally and physically exhausted MK collapsed on the wooden surface. “I see what you were aiming for, I just wish you tried another approach.”

“One thing you need to learn, cub: I’m a sadistic bastard. Never denied it, but I choose to use my quirks to help others discover their own flaws.” With a flourish, the Lunar King took a seat. “You needed to open your eyes. These people are important to you, they care about you, never allow yourself to forget that unless you want to spend the rest of your life mired in what could have been.” The three shadows appeared but this time they were acting out more pleasant scenes. Offering advice as a nutritious meal was prepared. Dancing upside down at the Anti-Gravity Club. Walking through the city’s flower gardens.

All memories he cherished with his family.

“You’re familiar with Wukong’s tale, yes?” MK starred at the dark-furred monkie in confusion. He nodded curious as to where this was going.

“Then you are purposely blinding yourself. The truth is he didn’t become King simply by jumping into a waterfall. No, he earned the right to call himself king through blood. He slaughtered any who dare oppose him. Destroyed all that would pose a threat. Before the Journey, before his rampage through Heaven, before he barged into Ao Guang’s palace, his hands were soaked with blood. Demon, human, god, immortal, he butchered thousands of them without a hint of regret or remorse. The truth is he is not a good person. He only cares for himself and his next source of entertainment, and no journey was ever going to change that.” Macaque no longer resembled a powerful warrior, all that remained was someone who was tired of waiting, tired of hoping, tired of feeling so empty.

“T-that can’t be true. I mean, yeah he was basically a chaotic force of nature, but he’s mellowed out.”

“He’s gained some minor control of his impulses, yes, but can you tell me he truly cares? About the world? About your feelings?” Macaque pressed until tears were threatening to fall from eyes that once held such hope. “Judging by your outburst earlier, things haven’t been that great.”

“I-I…just don’t know what to do.” Falling to his knees, MK allowed everything to consume him. The fear, the doubt, the pain. He let it all out, uncaring of who he was with or when two arms carefully wrapped around him and pulled him close. Or when the sounds of tender cooing and delicate claws started to glide through his hair.

§~~~~§~~~~§~~~~§

Smiling Macaque inspected his treasured lantern and its mesmerizing glow.

Today was a good day. One that came with many pleasant surprises. His student was coming along nicely. At his current pace, he was in no danger of becoming the second coming of Wukong, but he still needed a few reminders to keep on track.

Then there was the matter of the scholar.

To think, his lantern had been able to effortlessly force ancient warriors and deities to submit, yet one human was able to maintain a sense of awareness. The heir to the Western Sea Clan and a stubborn demon remained completely ensnared, so how did the only true human of their little group manage to peer beyond the veil? There was also the nature of his soul, such a pure yellow one could mistake it for gold.

He'd have to check in another day.

As in a sign of good faith he released his captives and with a little magic ensured that there would be no trace of their imprisonment. Sure, they may question why they were leaving the theater so late or why it felt like their memories of the play were from someone else’s perspective. But hey! That’s the cost of a relatively simple life.

Sadly, he was reminded of another task by the sound of enthusiastic clapping.

In one of the few intact stands, the one who was not the Mayor smiled at the performer with a smile that was a touch too wide. “Bravo! Bravo! Drama, danger, love, and tragedy. Top-notch my friend.”

“Thanks. Shows over I’m afraid.” Smiling, Macaque started to walk away hoping this could end peacefully.

Without warning, he was lifted off his feet by his throat. “Lady Bone Demon would like a word.” The servant looked down at the latest piece of the puzzle. “Oh and she’ll be needing that”

Strangely Macaque did not appear distressed. “Tell her to make an appointment.”

Before the servant could ponder the source of the simian’s confidence, his head was forced through the floorboards. When the not Mayor was lifted, now in the exact state he once forced upon another he saw something he should have anticipated.

Two perfect copies of the Six Eared Macaque smirked at him.

The servant’s smile froze on his face as though the concept he may be bested never occurred to him before. The poor thing was used to effortlessly overwhelming his foes, much like a certain monkie he used to know, but unlike his old ally, this creature was far more simple minded.

“Oh, little fragment. How many souls have you feasted upon to gain this level of power? No matter. I’m fully aware of your mistress’ plans, regardless of what she tries she’ll find herself wanting.” Unknowingly Macaque’s signature six ears bloomed out of their glamor, the top ears glittering blue wiggled in glee.

“Until then you can give her a message. Enjoy your victories while you can.” Macaque started to tighten his grip, he could feel the bones beginning to crumble beneath his strength. The temptation to rend this worthless amalgamation of magic and souls caressed his heart, yet he restrained himself. There was still much to do. “Think you can do that for me? I thought so.”

“You could always tell me yourself.” A sickly-sweet voice emerged from the stands.

“Ah, so the little tactician chooses to reveal herself.” Rolling his eyes, the king waved his lantern back into his shadow as he faced the demon responsible for his latest headache. “Cute host. I’m certain she has granted you plenty of sympathies.”

“This one has proven useful in more ways than one.” In a flash, the young girl’s face took on an expression of pure fear and panic, if one didn’t know any better, you’d be excused from believing the host had regained control in this one moment. Yet not even thousands of years of acting and manipulation could erase the sense something was horribly wrong. Just like that the all too human expression smoothed into one of cool control and confidence. “But we are not here to discuss my choice in vessels.”

“No. I don’t believe we are.” With that, Macaque thoughtlessly threw the servant at the bleachers mere feet away from the child’s body. The servant would survive but with his neck and limbs were twisted at such angles the same could not be said if it truly was human.

“From what I heard, you had quite the morning stretch.” It makes one wonder just how long she had her claws in the Iron Bull Family. Red Son’s logs actually showed signs of tampering, as though someone had purposely erased sections of recorded energy until the Demon Bull King had sensed them. And just why would the young calf be searching for a mystical key before there was any hint of needing one?

“I am afraid you have me at a loss. Do we not crave the same outcome? To see the Monkey King brought low by those he thoughtlessly crushed.” A sliver, a mere drop of the hatred she carried for so long was allowed to surface in that single word. That simple act demonstrated just how much this ancient force ached to taste the king’s blood after he had fallen into complete and utter despair.

Macaque couldn’t help but smile as his own rage stirred. “What I want and what you envision are two separate things.” Memories bubbled to the surface, igniting bursts of cold fury. However, Macaque wouldn’t have lasted this long if he was a mere slave to his bloodlust.

“We both desire to see the Monkey King writhing in agony, yet you reject my aid.” The Lady stated, both politely and giving the slightest hint she may have been insulted by his refusal.

“Hahaha. You flatter yourself. All you see me as is a pawn in your little game. When I get my revenge, it will be carried out as I wish in accordance with my desires and no one else’s.” The lunar monkie’s shadow gained a vicious smile as it climbed higher along the walls. “Besides, if I give you my lantern, we both know I’ll never see it again.”

“It appears you will not hear what I have to say.” The fiendish spirit commented, almost appearing disappointed in the outcome. But the slowly decreasing temperature told a different tale.

“It seems you will not let me leave peacefully.” A playful black tail flick was matched by a mischievous fanged smile. Looks like it was time to take a page out of Wukong’s playbook.

Golden eyes were consumed by purple energy as the shadows lashed out in every direction. Walls, floor, ceiling, nothing was safe and nothing survived. Taking advantage of the entire building being torn asunder, Macaque merged with the shadows and took his leave. Savoring the look of surprise on the child’s stolen face, clearly, she hadn’t expected him to mimic the one they both loathed.

How soon she forgot he would do anything to survive. A haunting laugh could be heard echoing from every shadow in Megapolis.

An icy aurora filled the former room, revealing a barrier where a certain body snatcher didn’t have so much as a speck of dust on her. For the tactician, this was quite a surprise. She had anticipated the lunar monkie fleeing or attempting a sneak attack. Wonton destruction wasn’t his usual approach, much more suited to another.

On top of one of the city's many skyrises, Macaque listened as the skeleton demon took her servant and retreated to the sewers.

He felt bad about destroying the theater. He did have fun and the other actors were quite accommodating. But keeping the bone bitch off his tail took priority. An anonymous donation would have to be sent to help with the repairs.

If nothing else this encounter did provide valuable information and confirm more than one theory.

Even in this weakened state, she was dangerous. ‘No wonder she was able to control brother Bull so easily in his current condition. This will require a few changes to my preparations. I’ll have to warn sister Iron Fan.’ The only reason she would be revealing herself is if her plans are that much closer to completion. Or she was that confident she could not lose.

He could hear the screams, the cries, the flames as the city falls under her power. Even without the lantern, it wouldn’t be impossible to find a suitable replacement, especially not in this city. He only prays the kid takes his advice to heart. As he is, he can’t win, but that doesn’t mean victory will always remain out of reach.

If the kid had followed his instructions, he may lose most of his powers, but they will remain his and those he manages to keep will be all the greater for it.

Although Macaque couldn’t help but mourn over the loss of an ally. Before Wukong was freed, he found solace in his fellow manipulator. Her drive for power reminded him of the one he missed, and her cunning mind pushed him in ways the residents of Mount Huaguo couldn’t match. In the past, he may have supported the Lady in his betrayal fueled desperation to see the indomitable Sun Wukong brought down to size, but she made one critical error. She fucked with his nephew, his family, thought he could be played like a cheap kazoo, and he would never forgive her for that.

He would allow her a small victory, but in the end, his plans would not be stopped. No, if anything her actions only served to aid him. When the sunset on her legacy, he would stand victorious over the mangled shells of those who wronged him.

[strange-lace]

Starsfic: For the fic title, Play with Fire with Spicynoodleshipping

Send me a made-up fic title and I'll tell you what I would write for it!

Let’s do this with a twist and add in my Spider Monkie AU (since I want to make more content for it). It works for what I have in mind anyway!

So for context, in this AU MK is secretly the son of the Spider Queen and the only people who know this are Sun Wukong and eventually the Spider Queen herself. And that includes MK’s true form being a drider-like being much like his mother with a spider for the lower half of his body but he typically hides as a human through glamor magic. However, MK still struggles to behave as a human and does some things that he either has to explain away or convince people they were seeing things. Like how one time Pigsy caught him crawling on the walls in the middle of the night and convinced Pigsy is was a bizarre dream he was having.

Anyway, Red Son starts to suspect that there’s something more to the Monkey King’s successor and is convinced that’s he’s not an ordinary human. And considering MK would rather nobody else find out what he is out of fear of rejection from his loved ones, this is not good for him. Which leads to a game of cat and mouse where Red Son is determined to find out what Noodle Boy is hiding while MK does his best to keep up the façade of being nothing but an ordinary human.

However things come to a head when MK has a bad day only to be confronted by Red Son in an isolated place. MK finally snaps and goes “fuck it”. If Red Son wants to find out the truth so bad, then MK will give him what he wants.

He just wasn’t counting on Red Son to get so flustered upon seeing what he really looks like, the demon running off before MK could actually get a proper word out of him. Red Son hurried returns to his room back at his family’s hideout, the large theory board seemingly mocking him now.

Ironically enough, he was the one to nearly get burned by playing with fire.

But that’s not gonna stop him from continuing pursue MK!

[themanwhomadeamonster]

- i haven't played ddon but i rly hope they kept mk and that the twinblade is just a new weapon for them 🥲 that said same i wish they'd return alchemist the close combat magic thing seemed so cool

- a sovran is an archaic term for sovereign! it still means monarch/ruler, so i think the evil duke-like character's title in this nation (vermund) is sovran

- someone on reddit proposed that empress nadinia might be the ruler of the beastren since there's something of a conflict between the beastren and humans in the northern lands (also have u noticed there were no beastren walking in the new city previews?)

- i REALLY hope we play as a bestowed pawn that would be so cool exploring the humanity as well as autonomy of pawns and all

- rising theory is that the sovran/duke is a fake arisen (the necklace is similar to a cursed dragon's 'heart' and may be what's controlling other pawns) and gained their position for supposedly being one

- i think the arisen was imprisoned by the sovran/duke tbh because he might've feared that they were real and that would've threatened his authority. it seems like vermund is a theocracy with all the catholic imagery and conquistador armour with the sovran using the role of the arisen to lead the nation ("praise be for only the sovran's guidance can lead us true") also in ddda the faith was already well established in the north while it was still being introduced in gransys, it'd make sense for zealots to be in the north

- there's no way this game takes shortly after ddda, it's got to at least been half a century since there's the new settlement on the greatwall encampment, the architecture and clothes are more modern (medieval -> 16-17th century, notably except for pawns), and the coat of arms of gransys has been significantly changed (though i think the mirrored dragon on the coat of arms may be foreshadowing that dd2 is straight up a different world to ddda altogether)

I just watched the Dragon's Dogma II trailer a ridiculous amount of times

We all saw the cat people, but there's also someone who looks a lot like the elves from DDO.

Between the trailer and the official website, I could pick out eight vocations: fighter, sorcerer, hunter, lancer, a censer-swinging one that's probably priest, seeker, warrior, magick/elemental archer. No sign of mystic knight/shield sage, alchemist, or high scepter, but a guy can hope.

I couldn't tell who they were, but there was a group talking about "long live the Sovern" (spelling taken from the captions). A misspelling/corruption of sovereign? Or of Savan?

PAWNS!!!!

There's an empress Nadira? Who you need to protect?

"If he's a mere mummer, then that begs the question: where is our true arisen?" This (and the first part of the trailer generally) makes it sound like your pawn (who became you at the end of the game) will be a character, and finding the old arisen will be a plot point? Or maybe you're playing *as* the pawn?

It sounds like your Beloved is the one who sends you on this quest, if you're the pawn? But you somehow start in a jail cell? And there's a living duke who is an arisen?

Despite the suggestion that the game takes place shortly after the last one ended, there are no returning characters, at least not that I can tell (I'm faceblind, so).

My spouse: So between this and Burning Shores, we have a reason to get a PS5 now, huh?

[happyhearthooligan]

Master List Oct Edition 2019

(2/2)

This half contains the Yandere Month Special, Classic Undertale headcanons, Multiple AU asks, other headcanons that didn’t quite fit the first half, and franstastic-ideas’ other posts

The first half contains AU-centric headcanons excluding Classic Undertale

franstastic-ideas - October Content (Continued)

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Yandere Month

Oct 3

Frisk is on an ambassador trip?

Mafia Yandere hcs on both our sweet Frans ♡

Yandere King Sans and his Lady Ambassador!

Cryptozoologist Frans but… yandere~

More yandere for me please! have you heard of Echofell?

What about Murder Frans (Murder Sans x Frisk)

Ink x Draw? (InkSans x InkFrisk) but yandere???

Yandere Error x Core?

Horrortale brothers in the least to most nuttiest yandere spectrum?

These are my questions about the yandere skeletons…

Oct 4

Yandere version of the Convergence AU?

Any headcanons for yandere Storyshift bros?

Yandere lamia??

Oct 6 - How about a yandere Frister?

Oct 9

Haven’t really seen much yandere!G!Sans. Could you do that?

Yandere Headcanons on Nightmare and Dream?

If a female touched his lady as a platonic gesture? (Yandere!G)

If G!Frisk somehow found out how Yandere G can be

Oct 10 - Yandere Outertale?

Oct 22

Yandere cuddles with the Swap brothers

What would Yandere Dance be like

Oct 23

So what about a yandere Dusttale story

What would Yandere WraithTale Sans do with Rosalyn

Killing is extremely rare and saved for severe occasions

Oct 24 - If Chara escaped and Papyrus was unable to find her?

Oct 27 - "He wouldn’t sleep until she was found"

Classic Undertale

Oct 1

Imagine Sans never confessing

Frisk & Chara hear a lot of puns and knock-knock jokes from Toriel

Why does UT Chara hate humanity?

Does Frisk or Chara have a backstory

Thoughts on Asgore and Toriel coming back together

Oct 2 - Canon fact or a fan theory, Frisk fell 100 years, after Chara

Oct 3

Some Papyrus x Chara x Asriel hcs

Chasriel and Frans double date?

Oct 4

Frisk and Sans reconcile after getting into an argument?

How about some Gaster x Frisk x Sans hijinks?

Accidentally ripping your pants in front of your S/O

Oct 5

Other than losing Frisk, what does Sans fear?

Is Chara a tsundere?

Oct 6 - Why did UT Frisk climb the mountain?

Oct 8 - Sans’s Reaction to Papara In a Nutshell

Oct 9 - If Frisk did a genocide run and she had to kill Sans?

Oct 10

Frisk can flirt with Goat Mom and canonically flirts with Papyrus

Why Sans was creeping around before introducing himself?

Oct 11 - What are Frisk and Sans’ favorite seasons

Oct 12

UT Frisk as someone who flirts with pretty much everyone

Is UT Sans was a bit more eccentric and wild about his work?

Would Pap ask Chara about letting him in the Royal Guard?

Oct 14

What does Papyrus think of Grillby himself?

Do the Charas like to play with their Asriel's ears?

Asriel will state that Chara "wasn't the greatest person’

How do you think Asriel and Papyrus feel about each other overall?

"Prone to random bouts of stupidity when Chara is involved."

"And they have to share". Do you mean Chara or that one braincell?

When Asriel and Papyrus are competing, how does Chara react?

Chara's reaction to Sans’ secretly trolling Pap online would be?

Oct 21 - Do the skeletons have peeves that their human lover does?

Oct 22

How would Gaster and Sans respond to a third rival

How Frisk/Chara felt about Alphys’ crush on Toriel and Asgore?

Undertale cuddles? o3o I want more of those!

How you think Frans would spend a rainy day

How about surprise kisses? Chara initiating their first kiss?

Would Chara be the one to tell Papyrus about his cooking?

Has Sans or Papyrus seen natural disasters while on the surface?

Would Chara tell Pap Undyne’s feelings of him and the Royal Guard

Oct 23

Can we have some of that Frister cuddles?

What would Sans and Mettaton's relationship be?

In Undyne and Alphys' wedding. Frisk caught the bouquet!

Frisk/Chara receive X-rays. How do their boyfriends see it?

Papyrus with a human anatomy book of undeniable proof

Oct 26 - If Frisk put herself on a near death state to save someone?

Oct 27 - Paps has told a skele-ton of puns in the game

Oct 28

"Papyrus thinks his jokes are better than Sans’s." Does Sans agree?

Do you think that Chara met Dr. Gaster?

Perhaps Sans and Flowey aren’t the only ones aware of the resets

How do you think Chara behaved at first towards the Dreemurrs?

Papyrus' reaction was when he found out that MK was a fan of his?

Oct 29

When you check the family photo, Chara's response would be "..."

Do you think that Chara cuddled with Asriel?

Oct 30 - "Papyrus feels the need to inspect them… just in case."

Multiple AU Headcanons

Oct 1 - More Gpapara headcanons please! Child of the ruins too?

Oct 2 - Frans AUs reacts to Frisk suddenly dying and not resetting?

Oct 6 - Is Gaster Sans' older brother in these AUs or something else

Oct 8

In order from least to most, who are the ten biggest tsunderes

UT Frisk and US Chara when bfs are telling puns to other women?

Minus HT Sans, who are the most protective/possessive?

Oct 9

Skelebros react to someone very openly checking out their ladies?

Soft UT Papara, soft househusband Green, and soft UF Papara

With each Papara and Frans couple, who kissed who first?

Oct 10

Skelehusbands favorite places to kiss on their wives?

What would Older/Married Skelehusbands give to Younger selves?

Seeing his favorite human trying on his scarf

How do the Sanses react once Frisk starts aging...

What would their skeleton lovers react to "that time of the month"?

Oct 11

How do the Sanses feel if Frisk had a previous love interest...

UF, US, and SF Sans and Frisk are pregnant but the girls don't know

Would Soul sensing be the same in reverse?

Aww, man. I was hoping for them to freak out or something

Where do their wives like to kiss their favorite skeleton?

Lol, I can only imagine how freaked out they'd get. :3

If “previous love interest” caused Frisk to have a negative reaction?

Oct 12

Do the Frisks squish their Sans' faces?

What if the first kisses where started by the cutiebones’ lovers?

Do any of the Frans/Papara couples get into arguments

Is there a human that likes the Gaster AUs?

How did each version of Sans and Papyrus go about soulmates

When did the Sanses realize that they were in love with their Frisk?

Chara had to deal with their ex-lover. Papyrus' response??

Oct 13 - Most Papyri refer to themselves as "the Great Papyrus”…

Oct 22 - Frisk/Chara with whom they refer to as a "boy friend"?

Oct 27 - Have the Sanses/Swap Papyruses always liked bad jokes?

Oct 29

Do UT Chara/US Frisk have doubts that the Royal Family loved them?

Frans/Papara confessions where Frisk/Chara confess?

Chara responds to receiving a bouquet of flowers/chocolate

Other Headcanons

Oct 1

Monster Hunter Chara and Monster Papyrus?

Can I ask for FellGFrans? or FellGPap?

Persephone/hades-esque headcanons for both Frans and Papara

Would HT Frisk ever fall in love despite him keeping her captive?

Oct 2

Your pacifist horrortale...but swapped?

Reaper and Frisk as Hades and Persephone X3

Oct 3 - I was wondering if you’ve heard of an AU called Farmtale

Oct 4

A modern war AU where Sans is a spy and so is Frisk

Any HorrorFrans/Papara hcs you could share with us?

About that Lamia AU... what would be the next step to courting

Horrorswap Papara please

Oct 6

Is Gaster Sans' older brother in these aus or something else

Snippets from Feeling Bonely without you?

Wild West AU love triangle between Grillby, Chara and Papyrus.

Skeleton bachelors in the HarvestTale/FarmTale soul events

Oct 10 - Horrorswap Papara proposal

Oct 12 - In Outertale, Sans shows Frisk where shooting stars fly by

Oct 13 - What is Henri's relationship with Frisk?

Oct 20 - What's your ideas about Core! Frisk and Error?

Oct 21

Headcanons for semisolidmind’s Aslyumswap

Narrator-Chara AU headcanons?

“The Villain I Appear To Be,” does Frisk feel remorse for hurting Sans

Oct 22

Swapfell Papara/Frans cuddles?

If the Convergence AU was a Papara reverse harem?

Oct 23

More cuddles! Outertale Papara/Frans?

AUs where Chara and Frisk are "joined at the soul” explanation

Oct 28 - "Chara and Frisk are attached via soul", an alternate view…

Other types of posts

Oct 1

Written Horrortale, Gastertale, or Underlust Papara?

Punctuation

Is this Reapertale? Or maybe it’s Greektale…?

Can we take one of your prompts and write a fic of it too?

How to be you???

Written HCs on love confessions or marriage proposals?

A recount of my AUs:

Your thoughts of HCs for the Six-Bones AU?

Oct 2

Have you read  “Sooner Or Later You’re Gonna Be Mine”

How’d you do that?

Reading through your posts about Crypto!Frisk, and I wanna say…

Oct 3 - Is Frister a ship exclusive to Cryptozoologist au?

Oct 4 - Opinion about the Papyton (Papyrus x Mettaton) ship?

Oct 5 - Just imagine Flowey having the voice of Lil Gideon.

Oct 8 - Good news! My application’s been accepted

Oct 10

Would you ever be willing to write a Papyrus x Frisk fic?

Would it be okay if you could write about yandere Flowerfell?

Oct 12

I heard Flowerfell was based off of the writer and his partner

If you were to choose between Frans and Papara

Oct 21

Welcome back friend! how was your break?

HEY! It's been a while how are you doing?

Welcome back! Hope things have been well! :3

Are all AUs accepted here?

Oct 22

How do you feel with Monster Kid x Frisk?

Why do you like the idea of Chara being evil? (no hate)

Thoughts on Friskriel?

Rosalyn makes me think you don't like tsundere characters

Oct 23

When a tsundere character becomes abusive

I actually have the same feelings about Tsundere

‘I hate all tsunderes and everyone that likes the trope’, is not true.

Opinion of the AUs where Chara and Frisk are joined at the soul?

I don’t have many headcanons about the characters of Deltarune

Oct 24 - About the Author

Oct 26 - Status Update 10/26

Oct 27

Why you should share your ideas with the world

Do you know Ragnartale by @naomyart ?

Oct 28

I have a phobia of injections

Well, it’s over and done with, until next year at least.

All the stories I wrote in the past, I still have them

Oct 29 - I think one of the most insulting responses you can get

Oct 30

Hey there! Where can I read your stories?

Sometimes my mother will ask about how my writing’s going

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November's list is going to be of a similar size to this, so expect the next one being split into two as well!

[franstastic-ideas]

Master List Oct Edition (2/2)

This half contains Yandere Month Special, Classic Undertale Headcanons, Multiple AU asks, other headcanons that didn’t quite fit the first half, and Franstastic-Ideas’ more personal posts

The first half contains AU-centric headcanons excluding UT

Yandere Month—————————————

Oct 3

Frisk is on an ambassador trip?

Mafia Yandare hcs on both our sweet frans ♡

yandare King Sans and his Lady Ambassador!

cryptozoologist frans but ... yandare~

more yandare for me please! have you heard of echofell?

what about Murder Frans (Murder Sans x Frisk)

Ink x Draw? (InkSans x InkFrisk) but yandare???

Yandare Error x Core?

Where do the Horrortale brothers fall in the least to most nuttiest yandere spectrum?

These are my questions about the yandere skeletons [1. reasonability, 2. saying No, etc]

Oct 4 

yandere version of the convergence AU?

Any headcanons for yandere storyshift bros.?

yandare lamia??.

Oct 6 - How about a yandare frister?

Oct 9

Haven’t really seen much yandere!G!Sans. Could you do that?

Yandere Headcannons on Nightmare and Dream right?

But, what if a female touched his lady as a platonic gesture? (Yandere!G)

If G!Frisk would somehow found out how Yandere G can be if needed to

Oct 10 - yandere outertale?

Oct 22

yandare cuddles with the swap brothers 

What would Yandere Dance be like

Oct 23

So what about a yandere Dusttale sotry

What would Yandere WraithTale Sans do with Rosalyn

Killing is extremely rare and saved for severe occasions in my yandere-verse

Oct 24 - If Chara escaped and Papyrus was unable to find her?

Oct 27 - "he wouldn’t sleep until she was found"

Classic Undertale————————————

Oct 1

imagine Sans never confessing 

Frisk and Chara hear a lot of puns and knock-knock jokes from Toriel

why does UT Chara hate humanity?

Does Frisk or Chara have a backstory

thoughts on Asgore and Toriel coming back together

Oct 2 - canon fact or a fan theory, Frisk fell 100 years, after Chara

Oct 3

some papyrus x chara x asriel hcs

chasriel and frans double date?

Oct 4

Frisk and Sans reconcile after getting into an argument?

how about some gaster x frisk x sans hijinks?

Accidentally ripping your pants in front of your S/O

Oct 5

Other than losing Frisk, what does Sans fear?

Is Chara a tsundare?

Oct 6 - Why did UT Frisk climb the mountain?

Oct 8 - Sans’s Reaction to Papara In a Nutshell

Oct 9 - If Frisk did a genocide run and she had to kill Sans?

Oct 10

Frisk can flirt with Goat Mom and canonically flirts with Papyrus

why Sans was creeping around before introducing himself?

Oct 11 - What are frisk and sans’ favorite seasons

Oct 12

UT Frisk as someone who flirts with pretty much everyone

Is UT Sans was a bit more eccentric and wild about his work?

Would Pap ask Chara about letting him in the Royal Guard?

Oct 14

What does Papyrus think of Grillby himself?

Do you think that the Charas liked to play with their Asriel's ears?

Ariel will state that Chara "wasn't the greatest person’

How do you think Asriel and Papyrus feel about each other overall?

"prone to random bouts of stupidity when Chara is involved."

"And they have to share". Do you mean Chara or that one braincell?

When Asriel and Papyrus are competing, how does Chara react?

Chara's reaction to Sans’ secretly trolling Pap online would be?

Oct 21 - do the skeletons have peeves that their human lover does?

Oct 22

How would Gaster and Sans respond to a third rival

How Frisk/Chara felt about Alphys’ crush on Toriel and Asgore?

Undertale cuddles? o3o i want more of those!

How you think frans would spend a rainy day

How about surprise kisses? Chara initiating their first kiss?

Would Chara be the one to tell Papyrus about his cooking?

Has Sans or Papyrus seen natural disasters while on the surface?

Would Chara tell Pap Undyne’s feelings of him and the Royal Guard

Oct 23

can we some of that Frister cuddles?

What would Sans and Mettaton's relationship be?

in Undyne and Alphys' wedding. Frisk caught the bouquet!

Frisk/Chara receive x-rays. How do their boyfriends see it?

Papyrus with a human anatomy book of undeniable proof

Oct 26 - If frisk put herself on a near death state to save someone?

Oct 27 - Paps has told a skele-ton of puns in the game

Oct 28

"Papyrus thinks his jokes are better than Sans’s." Does Sans agree?

Do you think that Chara met Dr. Gaster?

Perhaps Sans and Flowey aren’t the only ones aware of the resets

How do you think Chara behaved at first towards the Dreemurrs?

Papyrus' reaction was when he found out that MK was a fan of his?

Oct 29

When you check the family photo, Chara's response would be "..."

Do you think that Chara cuddled with Asriel?

Oct 30 - "Papyrus feels the need to inspect them… just in case."

Multiple AU Headcanons—————————

Oct 1 - More gpapara headcanons please! child of the ruins hcs too?

Oct 2 - Frans aus reacts to Frisk suddenly dying and not resetting?

Oct 6 - Is Gaster Sans' older brother in these aus or something else

Oct 8

In order from least to most, who are the ten biggest tsundere

UT Frisk and US Chara when bfs are telling puns to other women?

Minus HT Sans, who are the most protective/possessive?

Oct 9

skelebros react to someone very openly checking out their ladies?

soft UT papara, soft househusband green, and soft UF papara

With each Papara and Frans couple, who kissed who first?

Oct 10

skelehusbands favorite places to kiss on their wives?

What would Older/Married Skelehusbands give to Younger selves?

how sanses react once frisk starts aging and eventually pass away?

what would their skeleton lovers react to "that time of the month"?

Oct 11

How the sanses feel if frisk had a previous love interest that broke off

UF, US, and SF Sans and Frisk are pregnant but the girls don't know

would Soul sensing be the same in reverse? 

Aww, man. I was hoping for them to freak out or something

Where to their wives like to kiss their favorite skeleton?

Lol, I can only imagine how freaked out they'd get. :3

If “previous love interest” caused Frisk to have a negative reaction?

Oct 12

Do the Frisks squish their Sans' faces?

what if the first kisses where started by the cutiebones’ lovers?

Do any of the Frans/Papara couples get into arguments

Is there a human that likes the Gaster AUs? 

How did each version of Sans and Papyrus go about soulmates

When did the Sanses realize that they were in love with their Frisk?

Chara had to deal with their ex-lover. How each Papyrus respond?

Oct 13 - Most Papyri refer themselves as "the great Papyrus”…

Oct 22 - Frisk/Chara with whom they refer to as a "boy friend"? 

Oct 27 - Have the Sanses/Swap Papyruses always liked bad jokes?

Oct 29

Do UT Chara/US Frisk had doubts that the Royal Family loved them?

Frans/Papara confessions where Frisk/Chara confess?

Chara responds to receiving a bouquet of flowers/chocolate

Other Headcanons————————————

Oct 1

Monster Hunter Chara and Monster Papyrus?

can I ask for FellGFrans? or FellGPap?

Persephone/hades-esque headcanons for both frans and papara 

Would HT Frisk ever fall in love despite him keeping her captive?

Oct 2

your pacifist horrortale...but swapped?

Reaper and Frisk as Hades and Persephone X3

Oct 3 - I was wondering if you’ve heard of an AU called Farmtale

Oct 4

a modern war AU where Sans is a spy and so is Frisk

any horrorfrans/papara hcs you could share with us?

About that Lamia AU... what would be the next step to courting

Horrorswap Papara please

Oct 6

Is Gaster Sans' older brother in these aus or something else

snippets from Feeling Bonely without you?

Your wild west au love triangle between Grillby, Chara and Papyrus.

skeleton bachelors in the HarvestTale/FarmTale soul events

Oct 12 - In outertale, sans shows frisk where shooting stars fly by

Oct  20 - What's your ideas about Core! Frisk and Error? 

Oct 21

Headcanons for semisolidmind’s Aslyumswap

Narrator-Chara AU head cannons?

“The Villain I Appear To Be,” does Frisk feel remorse for hurting sans

Oct 22

Swapfell papara/frans cuddles?

If the Convergence AU was a Papara reverse harem?

Oct 23

more cuddles! outertale papara/frans?

In the AUs where Chara and Frisk are "joined at the soul” explanation

Oct 28 - "Chara and Frisk are attached via soul", an alternate view…

Personal Thoughts————————————

Oct 1

Written Horrortale, Gastertale, or Underlust Papara?

Punctuation

Is this Reapertale? Or maybe it’s Greektale…?

can we take one of your prompts and write a fic of it too?

how to be you???

written HCs on love confessions or marriage proposals?

A recount of my AUs:

Your thoughts of HCs for the Six-Bones AU?

Oct 2

Have you read  “Sooner Or Later You’re Gonna Be Mine”

Reading through your posts about Crypto!Frisk, and I wanna say…

Oct 3 - Is Frister a ship exclusive to Cryptozoologist au?

Oct 4 - Opinion about the Papyton (Papyrus x Mettaton) ship?

Oct 5 - Just imagine Flowey having the voice of Lil Gideon.

Oct 8 - Good news! My application’s been accepted

Oct 10

Would you ever be willing to write a Papyrus x Frisk fic?

Would it be okay if you could write about yandere Flowerfell?

Oct 12

I heard Flowerfell was based off of the writer and his romantic parter

if you were to choose between Frans and Papara

Oct 21

welcome back friend! how was your break?

HEY! It's been a while how are you doing?

Welcome back! Hope things have been well! :3

Are all AUs accepted here?

Oct 22

How do you feel with Monster kid x Frisk?

why do you like the idea of chara being evil? (no hate)

Thoughts on Friskriel?

Rosalyn makes me think you dont like tsundere characters

Oct 23

When a thunder character becomes abusive

I actually have the same feelings about Tsundere

‘I hate all tsunderes and everyone that likes the trope’, is not true.

Opinion of the AU's where Chara and Frisk are joined at the soul?

I don’t have too many headcanons about the characters of Deltarune

Oct 24 - About the Author

Oct 26 - Status Update 10/26

Oct 27

Why you should share your ideas with the world

Do you know Ragnartale by @naomyart ?

Oct 28

I have a phobia of injections

Well, it’s over and done with, until next year at least.

All the stories I wrote in the past, I still have them

Oct 29 - I think one of the most insulting responses you can get

Oct 30

Hey there! Where can I read your stories?

Sometimes my mother will ask about how my writing’s going

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Holy... Cow! This took a while. But, November's list looks like it's going to be of a similar size to this, so expect the next one being split into 2 as well!