#Macaque LMK

[woahthatsnailsfast]

I need your brutal and honest opinion on this please

[predaqueen23]

perler bead Sun Wukong, Macaque and my oc

[lotusarchon]

you're thirsty for me (stop being cringey) (macaque x reader)

content warnings: female reader, second pov (you/your), reverse transmigration, otome game au (?), otome game reader, macaque's a weeb/otaku, smut/nsfw - minors + ageless blogs dni, handjobs, dom/sub dynamics, oral (m receiving)

author's notes: i don't know why i wrote this either lmfao 😃🔫

Macaque was, in every sense of the word, a tried and true virgin.

No, really. It was a joke Wukong had started at first, back in their early days when the Brotherhood was still a thing. Albeit, it was hypocritical, considering Wukong would faint at the mere thought of seeing anyone naked, but it was somehow hilarious to everyone else back then. Peng, especially, liked lording it over his head, over his ‘lack of experience with anyone that existed’, which, harsh, and so rude?

Macaque was handsome. He could get anyone if he wanted too. If he tried too…

He just…wasn't interested, that was all.

Back then, his excuse had been this: with Wukong's shenanigans and his insufferable urge to cause problems, how could he find the time for a partner? He couldn't be bothered to sleep around like Peng did, because unlike the bird, he had priorities, and again, he really needed to keep an eye on Wukong.

And when Wukong left, he still needed to make sure his ex friend was alive.

And then, well, he was dead.

And after that, he was busy hiding from his deal with the Bone Demon and planning revenge.

And after that, he was just….

Okay, fine. The truth was, Macaque didn't care for anyone else. If he could remain a shut-in for the rest of his life, only leaving to perform plays and earn an income, then that would be a dream come true.

The actual truth was, women and men made him nervous. Sure, he might've had fantasies but…you know. They were just that, fantasies.

And also, well. No one looked as good as the people in his manga, okay!?

Yes, that was the truth. The full, uncensored truth.

The Six Eared Macaque found manga characters with the world's most unrealistic proportions attractive. Roll the credits, bring out the actors―

Ugh, listen, okay?! The people in his manga and anime and the dating sims, they were so much more tolerable than the people in real life. A video game Sun Wukong wouldn't constantly bitch about his past actions day in, day out, compared to the real deal. A manga character wouldn't complain about his shitty attitude all the time. They weren't real, and they were tolerable, and that was all that mattered to him.

So, what if Wukong said he was a virgin who would bust a nut if he actually held someone's hand!? What the hell would he know when he kept his virginity for so long out of some dumbass oath!? He had an oath too, okay!

So what if he was pathetic and weird to be fantasizing about the stuff he read about…it was fine! Normal! And the girls in the manga liked it too…no big deal…

Whatever! Macaque did not care if he was a virgin or not, thank you very much! He was proud to call himself an otaku, and was very proud to carry on his legacy of being an untouched virgin.

….

Except till he met you.

When he first chanced upon you during one of his rare outings from his room, he had originally thought you were a cosplayer, and yearned to take a picture. Every detail was immaculate to one of his favorite characters ― in short, he had found a particular adult video game with a plot that made sense despite all the, well, porn. The fans varied in numbers, but the fandom was still active, and the creators would dish out new content on occasion for popular characters, and one of them was you. A fierce bookworm princess who looked like your stereotypical nerdy, not-like-the-other girls type, but in actuality was so much more. Sweet but firm and stubborn, extending your goodwill to anyone in need, yet knowing when to set your foot down for your people and country. Your appearances alone was enough to raise the game's rating, and plenty, including Macaque himself, had spent many a dime just to get special access to premium cutscenes.

But, just his luck. You weren't some girl who happened to look like his favorite. You were the real deal, the real pretty princess from his favorite videogame, and he was down bad.

And luckily for him, you did find some mild interest in him. Enough so that you had no judgement when you followed him back home to the walls covered in pictures of you, the body pillows, plushies, and…mousepad? Of your ….breasts.

….

Ah, well. This place was comfortable, and the guy might've been weird, but you'd make do with him.

The pad of your thumb swiped against his leaking slit, collecting the precum that had begun to gather there. Above you, Macaque whimpered, his claws digging into the armrests. His tail, which you clenched firmly in one hand, twitched, and you spared him a mere glance from your position.

“Aren't you the slightest bit ashamed?” You remarked, releasing his tail from your hold. It curled back to his sides, and his flushed expression only seemed to darken from the unimpressed look you gave him. “Begging and groveling for my attention, and yet now, you can't even keep up.” You tsked under your breath, giving his throbbing cock another experimental squeeze. “I'm not sure if I should feel disappointed, or impressed.”

Macaque pouted from his position. How he badly wanted to touch you, just to feel what others had fantasized about. The low cut top you wore did little to hide your plush breasts, and his fingers itched to sink into the pliant flesh.

But, you made it very clear you did not want him touching you. Everytime he did, you would pinch him, until he had to settle for digging his nails into his chair and mentally making a note to replace it.

The skirts of your dress shifted, and spread open like a beautiful flower. In a special cutscene, Macaque's character had plucked you like the delicate flower you were, reducing you to tears.

How the tables had turned now….

“Um…well…I….”

“Shut up.” Your flicked your wrist, leisurely setting a slow but deliberate pace. Pumping his cock with languid movements, your thumb pressed his leaking slit each time he made to protest. Only when he obediently held his tongue did you quicken your strokes, flashing him a smile. “Good boy. You don't speak unless you're spoken too, understand?”

Macaque nodded. A whimper formed at the back of his throat, his tongue probably bleeding from his teeth sinking into the tender flesh as your mouth descended onto his cock, swirling your tongue against his tip.

Fuck, your mouth was so warm. So, so much warmer than what the visual novels described.

He really wanted to touch you, to grab a fistful of your silky hair and push you deeper into his length, just to watch you choke and gag while peering up at him―

Another whimper escaped his lips, and you barely smiled under him.

It wasn't like you weren't aware of what he was imagining. You just refused to fulfil his little fantasy as he wanted.

Your lips suckled on his tip, withdrawing whimper after whimper from his mouth. Your hand grabbed around the base of his cock, leisurely pumping your hand while your tongue traced a vein or two, observing the way he twitched and throbbed from your mere touch.

You pulled back, allowing him to cum with a sob. The milky white liquid dripped from his head, coating his length and thighs with his own seed. You hoisted yourself up, collecting a dollop of his cum between your fingers, and pushing them against his parted puffy lips.

He kept your gaze, his eyes watering, and his tongue swirling around your finger tips. With a satisfied smile, you pushed your hand in further, pressing against his tongue, and watching him choke and gag, drooling around your hand.

“Cute.” Your free hand worked on your skirts, removing the heavy layers with a small hum. Your fingers lazily thrusted in his mouth, bringing out his sweet noises as his gaze remained focused on your bare thighs, creeping higher to your pretty, blue panties.

You pulled your hand back, observing your spit coated fingers with a small smile, and spared him a glance.

“Well. If you're that determined to have me,” you murmured, hooking your finger in the front of his shirt. “You'll have to work for it, hm?”

Beneath you, Macaque nodded obediently.

@lotusarchon , 12.02.2025, all rights reserved. do not copy, repost or translate my works without permission. comments, reblogs and likes are appreciated!

[djinniiy]

Light before Rain- Macaque

based on the one bakugo scene :)

[artepti]

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[kiaonala]

Happy new year

[karppie-art]

Monkeys who just got out of prison.

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[shatteredstarsart]

A little bit of sass, a little but of ass, combination

[funtergeist]

made an animation meme:].. or somethang......jumps off a cliff

[mintaikk]

Mk being the child of divorce for like a minute

[madammonkie]

Every fucking time

[katsettee]

Changed up how i draw them. Pretty much just the sideburn tuft things are different lol TRYING OUT THE NEW DRAWING TABLET SEND HELP

[therelwildjaybird]

HUGH

GUYS

I FOUND THEM

THE WORLD IS SAVED

i made lmk streamer pfps a while back and i thought i lost them but i found them muahahahaha

free to anyone who wants to use them

[rin-rin-comics]

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IMPROVEMENT??? Anywho it’s been awhile sorry abt that, the next panel will prob be out next week or in the next few days enjoy! also should i make a master post? Maybe when I get to panel 10

[djinniiy]

Goober

[artepti]

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Say bye bye to (kinda) untraumatized LLR Mac, everyone!