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lotusarchon · 2 months ago

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you should know better than to ask a lady her age (nezha x reader)

content warnings: female reader, second pov (you/your), reader is a goddess and has tamayo vibes, nezha is nezha just more feral, mild age gap (both are adults on their first meeting + reader appears in her late twenties and nezha between 24-25 > author has no idea what counts as early/late twenties), all fluff and wholesome stuff, swooning nezha, nezha bullies mk once and wukong multiple times (biggest nezha opp), li jing is his own warning tbh

author's notes: demon slayer x lmk crossover when?

Meeting you was a dream Nezha could never want to forget. It was one of his life's greatest mistakes, and yet for once in his life, it was one he held no regrets for. Not one bit, when the feelings he held for you were so pure and filled with nothing but the utmost passion. To him, you meant the world, and perhaps more.

“Nezha, is it?” Soft hands run through his hair, undoing the messy braids he'd struggled to tie just this morning. “An interesting name for a god like him.”

“Does it matter?” Above him, his father crosses his arm. “Can you heal him, or not?”

The soft voice sighs melancholy. It reminds him of a lullaby, sung to him by a distant voice during a thunderstorm. The hands that thread through his hair still, and the warmth spreads through his body. Gentle fingers press into his scalp, massaging the tender skin.

Then, there is silence.

“That's it?” Li Jing's bitter voice breaks the silence. “That's all?”

“I must remind you, my lord, that this humble servant is not as powerful as her elders.” The hands in his hair gently rub a pattern. “And she has done her best for this lotus prince. All that remains now is for him to rest and allow his body to heal on its own.”

He feels fine, though. Whatever this stranger had done, his body has never felt more alive. It was opposite feeling he had felt before, when Taiyi had restored him.

His father ‘tsks’ angrily. “He'll be fine. He's not some child to rest at every interval.”

He anticipates whoever the stranger is to agree with him.

“Li Jing. You are correct that this is no child, but he is, theoretically, your son. And unless you imply your wife has made you wear a green hat, there is nothing in this world that can change the shared blood you two will have even until death. Have some sympathy, won't you?”

Ah. This was a strange feeling, having someone stand up to that prick of a father he had. Something warm fills his chest at the thought.

It's only when a door slams shut that Nezha dares to open his eyes. A kind woman is looking down at him, with nothing but a smile on her lips.

“Hello, Nezha.” You spoke his name so kindly, filled nothing but gentleness. “I'm glad you're awake. How are you feeling?”

A goddess. No, something else indeed.

Nezha had zero qualms dedicating his life's purpose to you. It's not like he had much to do anyway, and the Jade Emperor did not seem to mind his attachment to you so long as he did his duties. Li Jing complained often, and for all Nezha knew, most definitely still did, about this vulnerability he showed the goddess that healed him, but the Lotus Prince found that he did not give one fuck. Why should he care if his father had a stick up his ass about his relationship with the goddess that healed him? Lady (Name) held no complaints towards his presence, and thus, any other complaints from outsiders were ignored.

And you truly had nothing against Nezha's presence at your side. Since the day he had found himself lying on your lap, he seemed to hold some form of attachment and loyalty towards you. You put it off as his attempt at being grateful, even though you really didn't mind. Helping people was always one of the joys you held ever so dearly in your immortal life. Nezha really didn't need to express his gratefulness…

Though his company was nothing short of welcoming. The Lotus Prince, for all his grumpy attitude and sulky expressions, was a dear to be around, and you quite liked how his expression would always turn so adorably pink when you compliment his feats. One of your favorite pastimes with him was styling his hair, and tying colorful ribbons in them for the funs of it.

A few gods and immortals were surprised at the sight, but soon enough they learnt it was best not to ask. Less questions meant less injuries, since a certain prince did not like it when people swooned over your kindness.

You were pretty sure that was why so many patients senses a cold aura every visit, come to think of it. But maybe it was just your imagination and not the lotus prince glaring from the window.

Speaking of which, how did he managed to climb so high??

“Sun Wukong, is it?” You thanked Nezha for the tray that he offered you, your favorite blend of tea―a gift from Nezha's older brother, Jinzha―already made and poured into the fancy porcelain cups you favored so much. The tray was set down on the small table between yourself and your guests, and you offered a cup to each. “And your loyal protege, MK?”

The boy wearing the red bandanna nodded quickly, a noticeable blush on his cheeks. You put it off as excitement, since the moment he'd entered the celestial realm, he'd been gushing about the beauty of the place, top to bottom and back again. His mentor wasn't half as excited, grabbing him by the collar to stop him from running off to who knows where while he sipped on a cup.

“I'm surprised you haven't heard of me,” Sun Wukong remarked, raising a brow at you. “You a new god or something?” When you nodded in confirmation, he blinked. “Ah, that explains it. Pretty sure I would've recognized a pretty face like yours.”

Next to you, Nezha's aura radiated annoyance. Maybe it was just your imagination, but you swore you could feel the god and monkey exchanging heated glares.

Weird.

“You flatter this servant too much,” you answered humbly and smiled. “But it is true that this is the first time I've even heard of you, Sun Wukong.”

“Ah? How old even are you?” MK questioned curiously.

“25 when she first achieved enlightenment. 457 years in mortal terms.” This time, Nezha was the one who spoke. You flashed him a grateful smile―because sadly, you truly kept no track of these things, not when it felt so pointless―but Wukong exchanged a weird look with his protege, especially when Nezha gave him a stink eye. “And you should know better than to ask a lady her age. It's disrespectful.”

“Don't be mean, he meant no harm―” You chided Nezha, gently patting his face. He leaned into your touch with a pleasant smile, and you shook your head at the sweet gesture. “And yes, I've lived long, but not as long as the Prince or Sun Wukong has. I'm afraid there are still many things I am duly unaware of.”

Sun Wukong snickered. “Some more than others, aye, Nezha?”

In response, a golden brick was thrown at the monkey's face. It hit him square on the face, and you gasped as Sun Wukong fell over, holding his face painfully.

“Nezha!” You scolded the lotus prince and gather your robes to stand and examine the fallen Sage. Aside from the red spot on his forehead, he seemed fine, but still whined about the pain he was in. You glanced at Nezha's pouting expression. “That was not very polite! Don't do that again, understood?”

Nezha relented. “Yes, Lady (Name).” Even when angry she's still as beautiful as the morning sun.

Sun Wukong peeked an eye open. He caught the Lotus Prince's gaze from his position on your lap, and while you focused on soothing his pain, he winked.

Let's just say all hell broke loose after that, and Nezha and Sun Wukong owed you a new palace.

“Nyahaha.”

“Fuck you you stupid fucking cock slobbing whore!”

“Nezha!”

“Sorry, Lady (Name).”

“:3”

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watercurtaincave · 11 months ago

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This is my first time request!! Can you do Nezha dating headcanon please??

𖤓 !! — Invisible Red String Theory. Ne zha / reader

𖤓 !! — Ne Zha can sometimes be a difficult guy to get along with; for all he is, a protector and a guardian and a friend, and all he can be, it seems that relationships tend to be the hardest for him to upkeep. It's just tends to be his nature to follow orders from the Jade emperor, his nature to take any job he's assign too seriously, his nature to be stand off-ish and cold.

𖤓 !! — It's how he was raised to be, from when he was born as a mortal to when he was reborn from the roots of a lotus flower and became the 'Third Lotus Prince'. Ne Zha hadn't exactly known a kind life, and despite everything he's been through, his first true 'friends' happened to be a ragtag group of Wukong, his successor, and everyone else who fought against the Azure lion. Even then he didn't really know how to interact with them, and furthermore making friends on the brink of the world being destroyed (twice) isn't the greatest situation. It often leads to choice words being said and sarcastic and demeaning undertones in the heat of stress.

𖤓 !! — So Ne Zha was fully ready to be left alone, once again, after the whole drama died down. Yet, when he was invited back to Pigsy's after he didn't show up to the beach day, he was kind of shocked. He half believed it was some sort of joke on him, a 'prank', another teasing gesture from Wukong. But he decided to go anyways, seeing as it would be rude not to show up when it was requested of him.

𖤓 !! — To say that people actually wanted his company was shocking would be an understatement. He was oddly moved by the voiced shouting to greet him, the chaotic nature of the whole gathering, and having people to finally spend his days with. It oddly felt like some sort of clean start. He could just be Ne Zha. Not the Third Lotus Prince, not the Demon Child, not a murderer or a kidnapper, just... Ne Zha.

𖤓 !! — "Hey, what's your name?" Ne Zha would perk up upon hearing the question, not recognizing the voice from anyone he knew. His eyebrows narrowed a little, mostly upon instinct, when he saw a stranger in a party that was meant to be only for close friends. So, either you, a complete stranger to Ne Zha, had crashed the party or you were a friend one someone's. But who would that someone be? The most logical answer would be Mei or MK, they seem like they would have a bunch of friends, and you did seem right around their age. Yet, that seemed too easy of an answer and you could be friends with a complete wild card like Tang or Wukong. The answer kind of mattered, it would give Ne Zha a basis of how you would be like. "Ne Zha." But he would answer anyways despite the uncertainty.

𖤓 !! — Well, he wouldn't know that answer really wouldn't matter much in the long run.

𖤓 !! — Oddly enough, since that day, Ne Zha swears he's seen you more times than he should; Almost like you've always been a background character in his life that only just got brought to light. It was both odd and endearing in an off-put way. As such, he never realized how much you really did hang out with MK, Mei, and the others. Whenever he would come down to help out with small tasks, trying to keep himself busy, he would notice your presence almost instantly (where, beforehand, he was sure he completely ignored it). It was an oddly magnetic presence, of siren-like-quality that lured him in with a wonderful melody. Your soul was a wonderful melody, he could feel it anytime he passed. Yet he could never let himself get distracted by such meaningless things, not when he has bigger things to do.

𖤓 !! — Not when he was sure that relationships between mortals and immortals are forbidden; The Jade Emperor never liked it when immortals mingled with the mortals anyways, hence why he tried to strike down Sun Wukong so many times and banished Gauyin when she went to live amongst them. So he could not have any relationships with mortals either. Not in the way he's been dreaming about, so he must distance himself from your all too alluring personality and smile, your kind ways and how you always seem ready to lend a hand. Siren-like, that's what Ne Zha forced himself to think of you as. You were nothing but a Siren that was created to tempt his will and strength and we was not to loose-

𖤓 !! — "You know, you shouldn't let yourself be chained to old expectations anymore, Ne Zha." Your voice, as smooth as liquid gold and as sweet as cotton candy, flushed into his ears one night during a bomb fire with everyone. He had parted himself from the group to take a breather, seeing as Sun Wukong was simply trying to annoy Macaque and everyone was having their fits of laughter about it. He never expected you to notice he had left, nevertheless for you to follow him like you did. Siren, the thought rang in his head, Siren, siren, siren! But his words would fall short as you stood next to him and hummed a small tune, watching the orange-pink sunset with such a peaceful way. "What do you mean?" Ne Zha would respond to your statement, trying to seem a little off put by it. Maybe, secretly, he was and he was just denying it to himself. He wasn't tied down by chains, he was his own person. "It's why you fail to make relationships with everyone the way that you want to." You would continue, tracing a circle along the rim of your cup. That odd detail caught Ne Zha's attention, "You're afraid that you're going to get attached, that someone will tell the Jade Emperor about your affairs, that you will be stricken down like the rest. But you know you don't have to worry about such things, right?"

𖤓 !! — Who are you? Ne Zha would stare at you with the most bewildered look, mouth slight agape, as he wondered if he was simply too easy to read or if you were some sort of witch. Surely he couldn't be easy to read, and Wukong being able to read him at times didn't count because Wukong was just odd by himself. He's also known Wukong for many years, while he hasn't spoken to you for even .1% of the time he's known Wukong. Yet you were able to read his thoughts like he was some sort of open book. "Are you a witch?" His question came out before he could think upon it; Though, he hoped you didn't notice the way he slightly jerked back and bit his tongue when his mind caught up to his words. He would glance away from you and from the sunset, yet he could hear your finger constantly tracing that circle rimmed cup of yours.

𖤓 !! — He expected you to be offended, to hold some sort of grudge due to his words, yet you only would stifle a bit of laughter before giggling at his words. That caught him off guard, and he didn't realize how your laughter cleared the awkward air around you both, as he glanced up to meet your eyes. "No, Ne Zha, I just.. I've heard about you from MK and Wukong." You would explain, "And I then began to notice all the small things you do to keep a barrier between everyone and yourself. I asked Tang and Wukong about it, and they, well, gave me some sad answers. So I thought, oh I don't know, I could help you?" Ne Zha wasn't sure how to respond to your sentiment, though he could tell you were true about your word. It was by the way you had looked up at him, the way your eyes crinkled ever so slightly in the corner, and your tone of voice. Ne Zha has met many people and you, by far, are one of the most unique.

𖤓 !! — He, also, couldn't help but feel touched at your countless efforts to try and understand him despite all he's done to keep you, and everyone else, at arms length. What kind of person would do that just so they could reach out to someone like Ne Zha?

𖤓 !! — He didn't fully let his guard or his walls down with you that night, but he surely let you a little closer to his heart. A little step closer to being able to fully understand who Ne Zha was as a person. A tiny step closer to being able to call yourself his. And, most importantly, the itty bittiest step forward in helping Ne Zha realize he can make friends now. That he doesn't have to be anyone that he doesn't want to be, that he can choose for himself; That he can be himself. And out of everything you have achieved with the smallest step of reaching out, that was the greatest one of all.

𖤓 !! — Being lovers with Ne Zha would be hard, and it'll take a lot of time, but it's something that's so worth it in the end. For once you get close enough to Ne Zha, though he wouldn't realize it, you would become one of his top priorities. You can call him, even pray to him, at any time on any day and he'll answer, and he'll be there, quicker than he had chased Wukong down once he stole the map. He's there for you through the thick and the thin, and in turn you're there for him equally as much.

𖤓 !! — Being lovers with Ne Zha is like being able to see the moments where he falters his 'big guy' persona and you get to see the true Ne Zha. Him and his little curiosities. How he'll stop and stare at a butterfly on a tree you had missed during your walk. How he cares so much about his friends, deep down, that he constantly checks Mei's 'instagram' through your phone to make sure they're okay. How he will sit in front of the stove to ponder how yeast can make bread rise. How he's so scared of losing you that he'll cuddle you against his chest at night, not aware on how tightly his arms (wrapped around your waist and chest) are to make sure you're still there. To see all his childish curiosities he couldn't think when he was a kid due to his 'destiny'; To see the way his face lights up upon trying new food and experiences; To see, well, Ne Zha.

𖤓 !! — Being lovers with Ne Zha is to truly be loved both inside and out, and loving him back just the same. It's timeless and effortless and neither of you would have it any other way.

𖤓 !! — all writing in this page belongs to @watercurtaincaves, please do not repost on other sites, plagiarize, or steal. Likes and reblogs are appreciated!

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yourspecialstranger · 5 months ago

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In celebration of having reached 122 followers, I've decided to finally take a picture of the Jade Emperor's fish. It doesn't have a name yet, so I've just been referring to it as "Lil' Danio" due to its size. Just look at how tiny it is in comparison to my hand!

I hope you like the fish, blossom. The Jade Emperor tends to take it with him to some of his club raves.

Maybe you'll get to see it there, if you ever decide to stop by.

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skyzerkarma · 5 months ago

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Selfish [ɴᴇᴢʜᴀ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

Requested by: @bellatrix2901

Word count: 3.8k

After a major argument with your lover threatens the stability of your relationship, you seek solace in your gardens while he searches for you to make things right.

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It was a foolish thing, really, how quickly the small dispute between you and your lover had escalated. Something so small, a few simple words, had torn your heart into pieces. Something so small had destroyed the entire sanctity of your relationship. The angry, unapologetic expression that had been plastered onto his face burned into your mind as you sat, legs tucked underneath you, in the field of flowers you had seeked for a moment of solace.

You stared at your reflection in the pool of water that faced you- and a pitiful reflection looked back. The tear stains that had dried upon your face were an unwanted reminder of what had occurred, and the nasty words that had been thrown around by the both of you. His ended the argument, as they’d sent you storming off in a childish fit of hurt and anger, but you were well aware that yours enabled it. If only you’d just kept quiet, just waited for a better moment to bring up your concerns and frustrations.

You’d felt neglected for a while now. It was true that you were both immortal, and therefore time wasn’t really a concern for either of you, but it didn’t mean you couldn’t feel lonely when you were unable to see your dearest lover for long periods of time. And that had been a common occurrence recently. And this past time he’d been gone an entire year to fulfill his duties. You understood that he couldn’t spend every waking moment with you, but all you asked was for a visit on the off chance he had a spare moment. Just a check in for both of your sakes.

Your letters went unreturned too- though you’d ignored that for the longest time and continued writing, just less. He may never have mentioned them but it comforted you to send them every once in a while, to let him know how you were doing. So he doesn’t have to worry. And he had the audacity to call you selfish. You scoff just thinking back on it, the flower you’d been fiddling with between your thumb and pointer finger drooped at your mood swing, a tell tale sign that you were letting your emotions go unchecked once again. And that threatened the serenity that surrounded you.

How cruel the world could be giving you powers, as mighty and powerful as they may be, that forced you to be chipper and calm. No anger, no sadness, no jealousy. If you experienced those you caused the world problems. If you felt bad, the mortals were forced to live through the consequences. And then you had to fix it, force yourself to be happy.

And that hadn’t been a problem recently. Aside from a few minor bouts of hurt and frustration, you’d done exceedingly well at keeping your domain in check. Pretty impressive, if you said so yourself. Though most of that could be attributed to you finally falling in love, into a love that was only sung about in fables. A love that was like a fairytale, one that pulled you in and strung you along. And you were thrilled, and the obvious change in your demeanor was encouraging to your handmaidens- who often had to coerce you out of solitude and find solutions to your unpredictable mood swings.

But it didn’t end like all those stories, with an immediate happily ever after, because the two of you were real, and like all real people- immortal or not- you have feelings and opinions. And those differ. Sometimes to the extreme. Just like what had happened this morning, the day after his return, when you finally decided to bring up the subject of how you were feeling and he’d shot it down.

”Hey,” You knocked lightly on the wooden door, that had been propped open ever so slightly, pushing it back gently as to not disturb whatever your lover was currently busing himself with, “Nezha, could we talk for a moment?”

”Hm,” His eyes trail upwards to meet yours, while you inhale sharply to try and forget about the nerves slowly beginning to build, and scratch absentmindedly at your chin, “Sure. What’s troubling you, love?”

You heart flutters at the name, and the sweet, concerned tone of voice that he seems to save just for you. But you refuse to let it distract from what you came here to do. You shuffle to the side so you can lean back onto the wall, sure the support will do you some good as you begin, “It’s just..” he raises an eyebrow, “..Are you sure you can’t spare some more time to visit more often?”

That was just barely addressing the issue that plagued your mind. But you figured easing in would be better, and much simpler. Perhaps the rest wouldn’t even need to be addressed, how you felt. Maybe you could just play it off as simple desire to see him more often, nothing more nothing less. But the sigh Nezha lets out at your words already makes it clear that won’t be the case, “I’ve told you before, I already use up any free moment I have to be with you. There’s no more time to spend here than what I already do. Just try to understand.”

”Okay, that’s fine,” It’s not, but who are you to dictate how and when he works? That’s not exactly something you can control, and you gave it a shot. But you’re not going to just give up. So you continue after a single moment of contemplation, “Could you at least respond to my letters? You should have a moment to spare inbetween whatever you’re doing, correct? That would give me some much appreciated peace of mind.”

Perhaps those were a bit more scathing than intended, even you could tell as they poured out of your mouth that they weren’t quite as tender as you’d planned. It was a bit shameful how quick you were prepared to apologize for it too, even after you’d worked yourself up to start advocating for these things. But Nezha spoke before you could even begin to form the words, eyes narrowing further with every word he speaks, the words digging into you like daggers, each word coming out more hostile than the last, “Do I have to keep repeating myself? I don’t have time. Especially not for something as foolish as writing you a letter, just so you can feel a bit better. I don’t even have time to read yours. There are more important things for me to be doing with my time.”

Well, you’d be lying if you said that didn’t hurt to hear. That every letter you sent to him went on collecting dust and was left completely untouched, every letter you’d put time and care into writing. Thinking of little things to send, small details to say. All just ignored. Not to mention how he just called them, and by extension you, a waste of his time in comparison to work. Maybe that was reading a little too far into it, but you weren’t fool enough to refuse to bat an eye at those words, because that slight slip up could mean something more, and you refused to ignore it.

You huff, the simple convictions you’d walked into the room with all but forgotten. No more desire to simply get a letter back. You were hollow with a deep feeling of hurt, one the wrenched into your stomach and twisted it, “I’m so sorry, Your Highness. I didn’t realize you were too busy for my warm regards. Please tell me that next time so I don’t bother you with them. Perhaps it would’ve caused a lot less confusion about this.”

He frowns at both the name you choose to call him, and the way you gesture to both of you with those last words. You’re being a brat right now, looking back on it even you can acknowledge those words had no right to slip from your mouth, and that you’d caused the spiral, but no one’s good at keeping their emotions in check when they’re deeply hurt, when someone strikes them at their core. He had no right to call those letters a waste of time, no less call checking in on you one. To make you feel lesser than work.

He takes a moment, seemingly collecting his thoughts to figure out what exactly he’s supposed to say next. But after a moment, tapping a finger to his temple, he speaks again, “I don’t really know what you’re implying about us with that gesture, but just go out and say it if there’s really a problem.”

You groan, a clear cut feeling of annoyance spreading through you because you had just explained the issue to him. How could he just ignore that? Was he really just going to look the other way when that was the issue, then pretend to care a second later. You really hit the jackpot when it came to lovers, huh, “I already told you. You’re just refusing to listen. I just want to know you’re alive more than once a year! It’s like you don’t even care about our relationship, it’s basically an afterthought to you. Most people actually spend time with their lover at least a few times in a single calendar year. Or they at least write if they’re long distance, or even send a gift every now and then. Or say a passing ‘hello’ when they’re in the area. And you do none of that! At least I’m trying to hold up this relationship.”

You can tell he’s angry now too, upset even, but you never would’ve guessed hurt. His expression morphing into an unpleasant one, the frown on his face twisting into a scowl that marches the sharp glare he’s sending you. It tempts you into backing down, as he’s never looked at you with such contempt before. A bit of apprehension and certainly a fair bit of annoyance, especially when you’d first gotten to know each other, but otherwise he always regarded you with warmth and love. Something that had never seemed to go unnoticed when others were around, but he didn’t have it in him to argue with whoever teased him when it caused you to laugh so warmly. Your laugh which he enjoyed hearing so much.

His next words are like a knife being slide into your chest, with his fingers wrapping around it, stabbing you right through the heart, “If it’s that much of a problem, perhaps we shouldn’t even have been together in the first place. I sacrificed so much to just be with you, since you were so persistent in the first place. I can’t help being busy,” and then he twists, “Why must you be so selfish?”

Perhaps it is your fault, perhaps you were inconsiderate, perhaps you were being a bit selfish to want to take up more of his precious time. But what has he really sacrificed to have this relationship? He was more than okay with visiting you frequently before it blossomed. Maybe something’s changed, something with his work, but even then you’re sure you would have known, been informed, or even just realized. Or maybe you’re the unaware one here, not noticing how their partner is feeling. But either way, the words he says sting. They hurt to hear. Because selfish is the last word you’d let anyone use to describe you after you sacrifice so much for the mortals living beneath you. When you refuse to be weak so they can prosper. It’s certainly made you a bit unstable, but how is that your fault?

You can’t help the tears the well in your eyes, less from sorrow and more from frustration, clenching your fists as you tears yourself off the wall and yell, “Fine! If that’s what you want, we’re over. No more. Why have this relationship if you won’t listen? Or if I’m just something you have to sacrifice more important things for,” You laugh bitterly as you turn around, pushing the door open even if it means you’ve lost the argument. You lost your lover as well, so it doesn’t really matter who wins.

Your eyes briefly meet his, for nothing but a final fleeting moment, and your hand wraps around your index finger before you can even process what you’re doing- and the next second the promise ring, the glistening promise ring that reflect the morning rays of the early sun, he’d gotten for you is sitting in Nezha’s palm. It’s a stunning piece of jewelry, handcrafted just for you as a gift. It matches your eyes, and its color is deep and entrancing. He’d never been one for romantics, but gifts such as this one had once been proof of his devotion to you. But there’s no point in keeping it if you’re not his, it’d be nothing but a sentimental piece leaving you to wallow in your sorrows.

You turn around again, stepping out of the room with a final word, the name he hates when you use slipping off your tongue. It’d once been to tease him, but now it was a formality, “I’ll see you around, Your Highness.”

That had been it, the end of it. A nice, blissful break from reality while it had lasted. And a truly joyous part of your eternal life. Yet it had come to end, like it would have eventually, no matter what. Even if you’d continued to be devoted to each other, you’re sure something would happen far off in the future.

Your finger feels foreign without the comforting weight of the ring upon it. Funny how you’d gotten rid of it so you wouldn’t reminiscence, and yet its absence hurt you even more. You’d really adored that ring, even though it was only one among the countless pieces of jewels you’d been gifted over the years. Even mortals offered them to you during a mood swing, which they’d learned was the fastest way to make the flowers bloom again and the birds chirp, since it guilted you out of your mood. Seeing the mortals spend their earnings on you, a simple deity who did not need such trivial things. Nonetheless, they were appreciated and well kept.

But Nezha’s had been special, as it’d been a true gift from someone you knew, someone you’d loved. It was made specifically for you, from someone special to you. You could still remember the day he presented it to you, and the way it’d made your heart all but melt. You rarely took it off afterwards, opting to have it on you at all times so there was never a risk of you losing it. (And you did have an unfortunate track record of such a thing). You polished it often too, and when you’d shown it off to your handmaidens the way they ogled at it and indulged you while you giggled and told them about what happened like a little girl still made you happy thinking back on it.

But what use was thinking about it now? It’d be better to put your energy into maintaining a stable mood so the nature surrounding you doesn’t begin to wilt. And that would only serve as further fuel to the fire of emotions you’re currently juggling. You just have to shove them deep down for now, confronting them makes it worse for everyone. You’ll get numb to it eventually, and then it won’t bother you at all.

So for a few moments you just breathe, in and out. Inhaling and exhaling deeply, eyes shutting as the weight on your shoulders begins to lessen while you calm yourself. The flower in your hand beginning to find its life once again, peeking up again rather than shivering further from your touch. The water stirs slightly; there’s a slight disturbance. A gentle crunching of fallen leaves as the perpetrator of your silence makes their way over. And then there’s a figure sitting beside you, and a single eyelid of yours flutters open to see who it is.

And the face of your now ex-lover is what greets you. It spoils your mood within an instant, and the flower gets crushed by the grip in which you clench it with. A single petal falling into the water below, causing ripples that distort your reflection. Causing imperfections within the perfect picture, cracks among the seams. Nezha doesn’t meet your gaze as you blink at him.

”What are you doing here?” Your eyes narrow, and your mind races to find the answer before he can come up with an excuse. You just ended things between the two of you, and so you were sure you wouldn’t see his face for a long time now. At least until it was necessary. Unless, as unlikely as it is, he came to apologize. But you can’t imagine him sucking up his pride to do that, “I don’t really feel like talking with you right now.”

You start to stand up, trying to make it clear that whatever he wants you will be having none of- but his hand reaches for your wrist faster than you can jump back, and he’s significantly stronger than you physically, so you have to concede and stay after tugging against him a few times. You’re not stupid enough to try more, it’d just waste your energy. His head turns in your direction as he tugs you downwards, keeping your firmly in place as his eyes meet yours, “Whether you like it or not, we’re talking. About us.”

You bit down on your tongue to keep yourself from letting out a snide reply, your nail finding its way to your neck to pick at a patch of dry skin sitting there, “What is there to talk about? We’re done, over. We already had this talk.”

”No,” His refusal causes you to raise an eyebrow, partly because it’s just so blunt and straightforward that you’re not sure how to feel, and partly because the fact he’s stilling welling to talk about your relationship even after such an argument which warms your heart- despite what your brain keeps yelling at you, “We were both emotional, and not in our right minds. We’re going to talk about it now, while we’re calmer and less unstable.”

You finally sigh, the arm of yours not being held in his iron grip reaches upwards so you can lean your face into the palm of your hand. You didn’t expect him to come talk about, especially not so soon after the argument. The thought of talking with him about it after you’d called things off never once crossed your mind during those hours you had sulked, “I’m not going to apologize, if that’s what you’re here for.”

You refuse to give in, to once again be the person to concede after a fight, just like you always have to be. The flowers can wilt if they must. After all, you doubt this conversation will last long enough for the entirety of your domain to die. You’ll indulge your emotions this once, for these few moments. You’ll deal with the mess you’re going to inevitably create afterwards.

“I don’t expect you to,” Your eyes widen at those words, your gaze finally meeting his own, looking into his own eyes that swirl with a mix of determination and guilt. Something you thought him to be incapable of feeling, “Because it was my fault. And I can’t apologize enough for it. I really don’t want to lose you. You’re one of the best things that happened to me, even if I don’t act like it sometimes.”

You bite your lip as the words leave his mouth, feeling tears once again well up in your eyes as all the anger in your heart dissipates with a few simple phrases. He was one of the best things to happen to you too. You were so much happier with him in your life, and if you didn’t have to lose him, you couldn’t find it in you to argue anymore. No more energy left to be stubborn because of a simple apology. It didn’t matter if he had to be away for long periods of time, right? As long as he was still with you. You could deal with some heartache, a bit of a sacrifice.

You give in faster than even you could have anticipated, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your chin on his shoulder, while one of his own arms wraps around your torso to pull you closer, and the other whips away the tears beginning to stream down your face. Not solely out of sorrow, but not completely from joy. His smile is soft as he runs his thumb over your cheek, “I really am busier nowadays, but I promise I’ll start responding to your letters. And I do read them, even if I was embarrassed to admit it then. I’ll try to not worry you too much, love.”

You bury your face in the crook of his neck, hearing him laugh lightly at the action. Your face feels warm once again. And your heart begins to beat faster, beginning to find a rhythm as it settles at that quickened pace, “Does this mean we’re back together?”

”I’d like that, if you’ll have me,” You nod the moment the words tumble out of his lips, no longer having the heavy weight in your heart that held you down. There was nothing else that’d make you happier than being with him once again. A few hours was torture enough. And if he was going to respond to your letters, there was no point in continuing to be stubborn. It was better for you, and him, like this. When you were together.

His hand leaves your face, traveling down to remove one of your hands that’s wrapped tightly around his face. The action causes you to lift your head, eyebrows pinching as you try to figure out what he’s doing, until you feel a cool metal slide across your index finger. The promise ring once again back where it should be, the comforting weight of it back once again. A smile dances on your lips once you realize, only widening further as he intertwines his fingers with your own and leans down to press a gentle, tender kiss to your lips.

It lasts for a fleeting moment, yet you’re sure it felt like an eternity. Your faces hover closely together, a mere few centimeters in between you two. And as he leans in once again, the gap between the two of you beginning to close, he utters a few words that make your heart beat like it never has before. The flowers surrounding the two of you sprouting up once again, like the beginning of spring had happened all over again.

”I love you.”

#Lego Monkie Kid #LMK #Nezha x Reader #LMK Nezha #Lego Monkie Kid x Reader #LMK x Reader #x Reader #Reader Insert #Hurt/Comfort #Angst with a happy ending #Eventual fluff

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sunshine-scented · 2 years ago

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Helloo again, I wanted to thank you for making my last request, i loved it <33 I don't know if it's still accepting requests, if not it's ok you can just ignore it ^^, but if so, I could make a hcs of wukong, macaque and nezha with your wife s/o dragon (again sorry kk i love dragons) pregnant? I imagine dragons are like rabbits and have lots of children, how would they react if your wife wanted more children after she had already given birth to her first child? having nsfw along, sorry if it's too much can just ignore ;w;

Sora!!!! I love these dragon requests so much oh my gosh I'm obsessed!!! (Also, thanks for adding Nezha, now I can finally brainrot about him hehehehehe~)

❀ Dragon Family ❀

: Dragon s/o wants more babies!! Give the big scary dragon her babies!!!!!

: Sun Wukong, Macaque, Nezha x fem!reader

: Fluff and a generous amount of Smut :))

Sun Wukong

• would absolutely agree with you, a hundred percent

• he has so many monkey friends so he's used to taking care of multiple things

• and if it makes his wife happy??? It's already an immediate yes from him

• like, you didn't even have to try to convince him

• he's already planning the names of the babies as you speak

• excited to see more children run around the mountain

• suddenly, he's not so lonely anymore

• sobbing

Wukong carefully set you down on the bed, his lips catching yours in a heated kiss as you wrap your arms on his neck. He trails his hands on your waist and softly starts to grind against you.

You tugged on his hair making him groan and bite your lip as he lets go to stare into your eyes "My beautiful wife" he takes one of your hands and places a chaste kiss on your knuckles "My oh so precious wife"

You giggled at his affectionate behavior making him smile, he leaned in towards your ear biting against your skin, gently pulling it with his teeth making you shiver and moan out his name.

"I'm gonna pump you up with my children yeah? Gonna make you look so full of me, and only me~♡"

Six eared Macaque

• he's a little hesitant to agree with you

• he's not used to taking care of something so...fragile

• and yet you want more??

• that's what he tells himself, yet that look on your face as you ask him over and over again made him double take

• the sight of you kneeling down before him, your hands hugging his waist as you look up at him with those pretty eyes of yours

• heavens, save this poor man

• eventually, he agrees to your requests

• with a small price of all your time tonight~

"Ahn~ Macaque.." you whined as he pinned your hands over your head, his tongue licking your neck and biting your delicate skin against his fangs, a low chuckle was heard from him.

"What's wrong? Isn't this what you asked of me, Darling~?" His suave voice made your knees weak as he picked you up and placed you on the kitchen table, squeezing your thighs and capturing your lips in a sloppy, messy kiss.

He groans at your warmth and how willing you are to give all of your being to him, sends shivers down his spine as he pulls out and stares into your half lidded eyes. He smirked and slapped your thigh, erupting a moan from you

"Shh, quiet now. Our little baby is sleeping, we wouldn't want to wake them up from their precious nap now would we~"

Nezha

• AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

• sorry that's my bad

• anyways, he's similar to Macaque

• he has both the map of the samadhi fire and the jade emperor to protect, both of which isn't an easy job to do as it is

• but you're just so irresistible ♡

• and a huge tease

• surely, you would gladly take responsibility of the absolute mess you made him to be, no?

You started to grind you hips onto his lap, making cute little sounds right beside his ear as you felt him take a breath to try and calm himself down, he's just so adorable

He suddenly grabbed your waist in a tight hold making you gasp as he took the opportunity to shove his tongue inside your mouth in a sloppy wet kiss, you hummed his pleasure as you start to trail your hands onto his chest.

You tugged and pulled on his hair near his scalp making his breath hitch as he pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your mouths "You're playing a dangerous game, (Name)" he breathlessly whispered to you with a furrowed brow.

Yet you licked your lips and started you caress his thigh and leaned in closer to him "I know, I just want to know if you're strong enough to play with me~" you mocked a baby voice on him as he finally snapped, grabbing a fistfull of your hair and pulled your head facing upwards making you moan as he started biting onto your exposed neck.

"Lucky for you, I love a good challenge~"

No I don't have favoritism, what are you even going on about silly

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ebonystarfall · 2 months ago

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Nezha x Female!Reader who’s also a deity associated with music and flowers (specifically irises)?

Could be a rivalry turned to good friends to lovers

Or acquaintances to lovers?

Pick a Flower~!

Nezha x Flower Deity!Reader (fem version)

Created by: Starbeam (Owner 1)

Type of content: Headcanons

Pov: Second

Word count: 433 (approximately)

TW: erm not beta read at all...boob mention btw but it's not sexual

A/N: Gonna do the male version sometime, or just make the g/n one a little later. It's only going to be a few tweaks here to there, nothing too wild and different. Maybe I won't, idk, I feel exhausted haha. And the two are acquaintances

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED

Right, so from the start he's known about you. Of course, Nezha knows about most, if not all of the deities within the Celestial Realm, and you were no exception. To be honest, the two of you only have some interactions, just a simple 'hello' and 'how's your duties coming along?' you know, just simple talk.

Now, don't assume he doesn't like you, he actually thinks you're pretty interesting. While he protects that map to the Samadhi Fire, you play your music and melodies. Sometimes during his off-days (which are HORRIBLY) rare, he likes to sit down in the gardens you've made and listen to one of your performances.

Eventually the two of you get attached to each other and become the topic of some gossip with the other deities and officials...not like you guys care much. Blah, blah, blah, you two confess your feelings, everyone's happy, ect.

Now time for the actual headcanons!

He's very gentle with you, oftentimes giving you massages like the charming little Lotus Prince he is, especially since your fingers become sore after practicing with your instruments a little too much...

Of course he adores your playing! Why wouldn't he? It's common knowledge that you're a master at music, and he's a gentleman at heart. Like- did you really think that Nezha wouldn't be concerned whenever you talk about how your fingers hurt from playing? He's pretty damn observant when he wants to be, that's a guarantee.

High chance he went to your place after he got beat up by Wukong, complained about the guy when he was getting patched up. His ass is NOT going to simply...head immediately over to where that damned primate was. (he would've done it if he wasn't bruised as hell)

Sometimes he gives you gifts, especially on days that seem important to you (do deities remember their birthdays??), like one time he gave you a golden bangle with lotus and iris carving into it. He loves it when you wear them and you cannot change my mind-

He can get sleep-deprived a lot, and when he's really tired he likes to rest his head on your boobs. Calls them 'pillows fit for a god'...he also likes to rest his head on your lap, absolutely loves it when you comb through his hair, high chance he'll be out like a light.

Sometimes you ask (force) him to come down to the mortal realm with you for fun. You guys went to a museum once and Nezha got a bit sour after noticing one of the statues got his nose wrong or something lmao-

#lmk x reader #writers on tumblr #lego monkie kid #lego monkiekid x reader #lmk nezha #nezha x reader #nezha x y/n

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emelinstriker · 8 months ago

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the two in the first pic got their eyes locked onto you- and mac's just there as bonus

#special stranger nezha #lmk x reader #sun wukong x reader #nezha x reader #lego monkie kid #lmk fanart #lmk sun wukong #lmk macaque #lmk nezha #lmk sun wukong fanart #lmk macaque fanart #lmk nezha fanart #monkie kid fanart #art

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baxndaid · 3 months ago

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*gently opens door, looks around and gentle places this note on the floor before closing door*

Nezha romance headcanons...?

nezha

x reader ❤️🪷🍓

— general romance headcannons

he’s only ever rough/man handles you if he’s super worried and you’ve done something stupid

he doesn’t mean to be stern or mean, he just doesn’t want you to get hurt

whenever he’s caught you doing something risky he’ll always grab your face and check for any injuries before kissing you on the forehead a little too hastily

he’ll be mad but only for a bit, he can never stay mad at you, but he would like it if you at least tried to make rational choices

contrary to popular belief, nezha doesn’t mind PDA

just dont do it too much, he'll get too embarrassed

ALSO contrary to popular belief, nezha can get super duper romantic and sappy, just tell him you love him and hes jello in your arms atp

roses, daisies, lotus', whatever damn flower you want, he'll get for you even if you didnt ask for them

most days when he comes back from guarding whatever sacred object he was tasked to protect, he comes home to you, another sacred object he needs to protect - and lord knows he comes baring gifts

he knows his work gets in the way of quality time with you and him so he tries to make up to you by giving you small yet thoughtful gifts from the far away place hes visited whilst on the job

and he defo collapses onto you the second he sees you cozy on the sofa

play with his hair as he mumbles about whatever and whoever pissed him off today (it was wukong. its always wukong)

kiss the top of his head PLEEEAASEEE itll knock him tf out

his favourite place to be is lying down on your chest after a long day at work and unwinding with his favourite person in the entire world

hes not going to let you go unless he needs to go and tend to his duties again, so make sure you bring snacks for yourself <3

#x reader #reader insert #xreader #lmk #lego monkey kid #lego monkie kid #nezha x reader #lmk nezha #nezha #monkie kid nezha #lego monkie king #monkie kid #monkey king #lmk ao lie #mei dragon #yin nezha #li nezha #romance

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luxthestrange · 3 months ago

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LMK Incorrect quotes#111 Caught red-handed-

How PIF found out you and Nezha...were a thing...

PIF*Barged into your room and saw it all*... Were you two kissing?

Nezha: NO!

DB!Y/n: No, we were sloppily making out

Nezha, flustered: Y/NNN!!!

PIF*pointing at Nezha's neck with a grin* Hickies too? C’mon, you know you have a night shift to cover...

Nezha*trying in vain to cover his neck* PIF!!!

DB!Y/n: Oh come on PIF, nothing some makeup can’t fix...you be surprised what he has gotten to cover-

Nezha*has gone three shades redder at this point and covers his face*BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP-

PIF*Looks between the two* I call dibs on naming your firstborn ~

Nezha*Is already dying inside covering his face further into his hands*

Part 9 of:

#lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid x reader #lego monkie kid x y/n #lmk #lmk x reader #lmk x y/n #lmk nezha #lmk pif #demonbull y/n #lmk nezha x reader #lmk nezha x y/n #nezha x reader #nezha x y/n #lmk fluff #lmk smut #lmk incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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lotusarchon · 2 months ago

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nezha is a child in the show isn't he? why are you shipping yourself with a minor and writing romance with him?that's so creepy,,,, how are you talking about dynamicsimp when you're doing worst 🤮

Found this cute Nezha fanart anyways

I knew I had to deal with one of y'all eventually but I didn't think it'd be this soon. Damn, at least let me hit 100 followers first 😞

Anyways uh. Nezha's first introduction in season 3 came out in like, what, 2022? I'm assuming it is, because I started LMK in March of 2023, before s4 was released and already found the show up till s3 by then. S5 just released this year, of which we've seen a weird increase of Nezha screentime of which I'm not complaining.

Point blank. The Nezha age controversies are getting old and boring. New fans and old fans need to chill out with those issue about the age business.

1) It's confirmed the Lego Monkie Kid version of the deity known as Nezha is an adult.

2) This is a god of an Eastern religion who is still very much worshipped to our modern day. If you did your research, you should be able to take note that Nezha isn't only seen as a child god, but even portrayed as someone older. I'm not a Daoist nor Chinese, so I advise you check this blog ( @/ruibaozha ) for more information on the subject matter.

3) As is the case with modern media and adaptations, different shows will portray religious figures according to what works for their plot. In the movie Nezha 2019 (forgot the title whoops), Nezha is portrayed as a child, as we are seeing a comedic but angsty interpretation of his origins. In the Legend Of Hei, we see him portrayed as a child, assuming for comedic purposes and to bond with the MC Hei.

3.2) If LMK wanted to portray Nezha as a child like his appearances in Journey To The West, and the Fengshen Yanyi (?), you must understand then his design and personality would've been portrayed more childish or at the very least a mixture of mature and childish. We can see this by comparing LMK Nezha and TLOH Nezha = both are stern but where one acts, looks and often shows childish traits, the other acts like an exhausted 25 year old who needs therapy. LMK HAS made children in the past, as we've seen with the Lady Bone Demon's Host and in season 1 a few kids here and there as background characters. If the show wanted Nezha to be a child, I'm certain they would've given him a similar model.

4) If in the instance that, let's say, the god known as Nezha was a child, and LMK Nezha is an adult, you SHOULD separate fiction from religion. Do keep in mind that Sun Wukong is still very much worshipped, however, I have seen fans, in and outside of LMK, who have written heavy NSFW and simped for him. A god is not the same as a fictional character, because by that logic we shouldn't be simping much less writing NSFW of Wukong either, given his story in JTTW where he becomes a Buddha.

5) I do not like proshipping much like any sane person. I also HATE aging up minors in fiction just for something like self shipping or to write nsfw. I have been in fandoms before this one: Jujutsu Kaisen, Tokyo Revengers, and My Hero Academia specifically, and it makes me uncomfortable seeing porn written of actual minors with excuse of them being aged up. I'm not so hypocritical I'd dare to want to do the same, not when I'm uncomfortable with anyone else doing it. If LMK Nezha was a minor, and there were sources to even prove as well within the series he's a child, then obviously, I would NOT be shipping myself with him, much less write romantic/nsfw content with him. I'm an adult, and I don't feel comfortable with minors in general, so why would I want to write romantic content about a FICTIONAL minor??

If you can find any source that proves me wrong, I'd like for you to do so. But until then, you, and everyone else who still wants to entertain Nezha's age; please stop.

I get it. Some of you like to headcanon him as a child so as such, seeing content with him as romantic or nsfw is uncomfortable. I understand, I do; I headcanon Mei as an aroace lesbian so sometimes it's uncomfortable finding any kind of content with her being paired with others. I do understand where you're coming from with your discomfort.

But I feel like, considering season 5 and hopefully if there's a season 6, the whole thing is just dust now. S3 must've been released in 2022, so it's been nearly two years since Nezha's appearance in the show. People headcanon he's a child, and people prefer to like the confirmation he's an adult. We get it, that's what fandoms are, different views etc.

But calling people proshippers or creepy or pedophiles for not adhering to YOUR headcanons is not only fucking stupid, it's just hilarious and way too old, AND just...boring. Especially considering I feel uncomfortable around minors and hate proshipping with a passion. There's genuinely nothing wrong with liking a headcanon, but if someone likes something that isn't problematic and doesn't adhere to your preference, I think you need to breathe a bit.

I was saving this off for last however, you hit the nail on the coffin with this. There is a literal document talking about the disgusting actions of DynamicSimp. If you still choose to like them that's fine, but forgive me for pointing out how hypocritical it is for you to bring up the person who purposely shared porn with minors to someone who avoids minors like they're the rat plague of the Middle Ages. 🤔

"you talk about DynamicSimp but you're doing worst"

Do you mean writing porn for a character who is confirmed to be an adult? Do you mean ensuring that my 18+ blog isn't found by minors and if it is I'll block them? Do you mean supporting someone who's harassed others about Nezha's age?? Do you mean being an absolute creep around children?? Do you mean breaking the boundaries where people have clearly expressed discomfort? Do you mean romanticizing abuse amongst other things for an au clearly being consumed by minors with no regards or wellbeings?

I wonder who's the worst. Me, the adult who only recently turned 18 and has limited his interaction with minors outside of family members, or the however old they are person who has a literal document and their victims speaking up about their actions, and who to my current knowledge has not spoken up about this and is still posting and carrying on without a care in the world?

Well zoinks Scoob, guess we're not making outta this one alive 😟

Edit: .....*disappointed sighs* I think some people really oughta chill out in my comments. Anon, I blame this on you 😭 why did you bring this here holy fucking shit dawg.

Alright. Alright uh.

Okay, so while I do appreciate being told the reasons as to WHY Nezha was "aged up", because a writer wanted to justify shipping Wukong and Nezha...I feel like the entire, "ah, but this says, and that says here-" about Nezha's age is just ridiculous at this point.

Yes, I understand, this is justifiably weird.

However.

Has anyone else refuted Nezha's age?? And I mean the canon show writers? Has anyone working on Lego Monkie Kid made a statement saying: "This person is disgusting, LMK Nezha is a child." Because, respectfully, unless canon sources provide information on it, I'm not going off based on the fandom opinions.

I'm not happy I have to edit this post to add this, much less try to explain anything, but, oh well.

1) "Ali, you're just trying to justify yourself and keep writing for a child." Listen. I've been groomed and dealt with fucking weirdos my entire life. Trust me when I say whenever I hear about proshipping it SICKENS me to the core. I HATE proshipping. I don't care what the excuse is, proshipping is disgusting.

I'm not mentioning the interesting fellows in my comments because it's pointless and honestly to make drama over this is stupid. But I was given some context to understand where they're coming from, and I do in fact appreciate it. Justifiably I don't blame them for their annoyance/disgust towards the writer Sarah (?).

What I will say though; typically in a situation like this, I'm certain someone in the team would've made a statement about this to explain that the writer is wrong. I'd assume at least one writer, someone OFFICIALLY on the team would've denied this proclamation of Nezha being an adult. I have not seen ANYTHING that says the show denies Nezha being an adult.

2) My friend, who was also in the comments (hi), is a native Chinese and a Buddhist for six years. I also have another friend who I'm not mentioning but ALSO is Chinese and WORSHIPS Nezha. They have more knowledge than someone like me does have on this matter, and I find it really odd how people immediately cite wiki and website sources to say, "Nezha is an eternal child!", and, "No where else says Nezha is an adult."

As I've said. If there are sources including the staff from Lego Monkie Kid that claims Nezha is a child, then I am more than willing to delete any content I've made with him. Full honesty, I have no intention of keeping any content with canon, confirmed minors on my blog.

But not only have I found anything that says the official story writers deny Nezha's an adult, but my friends, who are again, both Daoist and native Chinese, are aware that he ISN'T an eternal child.

If you are Daoist and/or worship Nezha, then by all means you can tell me that what I'm doing is wrong and correct me about Nezha's age. I'm willing to listen. If you also find information where the writers claim Saraha is wrong for her statement, provide it. I'm a person that likes reasoning, and I'm willing to see reason.

3) "Ali, you're not gonna see reason you're just trying to defend yourself again-"

Okay, backstory time: last year when I joined LMK, when I myself was a minor, I thought it was okay to write nsfw content for the character who was Lady Bone Demon's Host. My friends at the time did not tell me what I was doing was bad, so of course I kept it up, until someone pointed out that Bai He (fan name) is actually a minor in the show and was also confirmed by the show's producers. I felt so disgusted about it I deleted all my posts made on my old AO3 about her (which is faeriicrafts and still up surprisingly) and offered a sincere apology to the fandom about writing nsfw content for her. I changed and learned, and now I feel grossly uncomfortable seeing anyone writing nsfw for her despite the canon confirmations.

Justifiably, if more information about Nezha is released within Lego Monkie Kid, of which it's confirmed he's a child, I am more than eager to delete everything I've written about him, and even apologize again for writing nsfw with a minor.

To be honest, I just feel uncomfortable with the comments who are denying actual Daoists for the sake of; "I've done my research, no other sources has said Nezha is an adult, you're lying about worshipping him!!"

It's uncomfortable and really off-putting how you can tell someone that about their religion. Yes, this is for you specifically, that one commenter who jumped in and on my friend. Even if she has long since stopped worshipping Nezha, she very much did once. And I've gone to actual Daoists to ask more information about Nezha and the religion in general, who has in fact confirmed Nezha isn't just a child. I get that this is the internet, people can lie about anything. But it's still uncomfortable, solely because had anyone else claimed they're Daoist or ex Daoist and agreed with your opinion, you wouldn't have said that.

I'll reopen my comments within a few minutes, but don't be a disrespectful cunt. And can you maybe not deny someone about their religion? Even if you don't believe them, that's genuinely not an excuse. Because I know damn well, had she agreed with your statement, you wouldn't have pulled that.

Gods. I can't say I'm not surprised, but I'm just impressed about the lengths people will go for something.

Anyways, I've said my piece. If official show writers (because my Daoist friends have already told me what I needed to know) claim Nezha is a child, I'll delete my stuff with him. If not, then I'm not stopping posting Nezha content.

Toodles.

#ㅤㅤㅤໂ♥︎̼̻𓈒ིུ𖥨᩠ׄ݁ field of flowers 🌸#anon #lmk nezha #third lotus prince nezha #monkie kid nezha #nezha x reader #nezha fanart #nezha #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #sun wukong #shadowpeach #yandere lmk x reader #this shit is old news some of y'all need to genuinely rrlax #*relax ffs #but fr relax and chill out dawg

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