#Wukong x reader

[fanged-fanfics]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[xi4oyan]

☁️ ❝ week of melancholies: wukong x you ❞

seven days. seven echoes.

in every world, he forgets — but finds.

in each one, you feel — but leave.

𖦹

┊ 1 ┊ the temple where time weeps

the bells no longer ring, but the wind still knows ancient names.

a spirit lies sealed beneath the ashes.

you touch his skin as if it weren’t the first time.

𖦹

┊ 2 ┊ cold lights, dead carnations

he awakens in a body of metal, but his eyes are still made of sun.

you swear you’ve never seen him — yet you dream of his voice speaking your name in another tongue.

𖦹

┊ 3 ┊ ten thousand winters in porcelain

the barista with a fractured smile speaks of gods and immortality.

no one listens.

you listen too much.

𖦹

┊ 4 ┊ where the stars forget

a body floats between forgotten galaxies.

you wake him.

he asks about home —

and you look at the sky like someone still searching.

𖦹

┊ 5 ┊ peach trees at the edge of ending

the world is over, but the blossoms still open for him.

and when he smiles, the sky seems to remember spring.

𖦹

┊ 6 ┊ streets where gods go hiding

a stranger with golden eyes stops in the rain.

he says he once walked with you through worlds that no longer exist.

and for a moment, you believe him.

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┊ 7 ┊ stage, curtain, eternity

he plays the Monkey King.

you play the one who doesn’t recognize him.

but in the third act, something in his eyes breaks —

and the world begins again.

𖦹

seven ways to be forgotten.

seven versions of him trying to remember.

he never says it aloud.

but in every life, he’s looking for you.

[spaciebabie]

reader fic dynamic lmao

[miltonbarbie]

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

[Mentions of NSFW]

🍑 Wukong 🍑

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

🍜 Mk 🍜

Oh boy oh boy..

YOU TWO ARE LITERALLY MEANT FOR EACH OTHER. PERIOD.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

🎭 Macaque 🎭

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[jttw-m0nkehs1mp]

A stupid drabble that popped in my mind, thanks to two of my friends (Marc this is targeted to you, I hope to claim that og title /j)

LMK Camboy AU

Synopsis: You find their OnlyFans account

Warnings: 18+ Content Ahead, OOC characters (especially macaque) 💔 not good spelling and some grammar errors too, and spoilers, don't forget the spoilers and a bit of a rushed end oops

Characters: MK, Wukong, Macaque, Red Son

Note: Made for shits and giggles cause I like making my moots suffer

MK

Maybe he made a OF account to get some extra money, living such a rambunctious lifestyle can be quite expensive and his pay at Pigsy's Noodles can only do so much.

Mei suggested it to him as a joke, but after lots of consideration and an empty wallet, MK just decided 'Fuck it' and went for it.

It was awkward at first, like very, very awkward (he slipped on lube and nearly broke the camera, took a lot of convincing Pigsy all was alright too)

But then, to help him cope, he just.. zoned out and thought of you. Corny as hell, right? But that was almost the only thing that got him painfully hard, leaking at the tip and whimpering like some bitch.

How could he not? You're perfect. There were even times he had to keep himself from moaning your name out loud, but even with this caution, slip ups tend to happen.

So imagine his surprise when you walked in on him during a session..

"MK..?" Your voice snapped him from his lustful daze, his eyes widened like saucers once he saw you.

"Ah, wait- this isn't what it looks like!" He shook. Shit, shit, shit, you won't ever look at him again- fuck-

Tears of shame painted his red cheeks while he hurried to turn the camera off, he did not care for the questioning comments that flew through. The only thing he cared about was you, and how you saw him like this and how you would probably hate him and-

"I heard you calling my name.. I didn't know you liked me that way.."

"I am so, so sorry, please just- please don't hate me-" His voice warbled. Why wouldn't this damn thing turn off..!

"Hate you? MK, honey, no.." You walked up to him and cupped his face, and damn it, you looked so beautiful..

"Hmm? I see you have quite the decent following.. why don't we give them a show..?" You gently pushed him down against his messy bed.

He gulped.

Wukong

He is old. Like, really old, like damn bitch, when do u die, old.

And when you get to his age, you know a lot, and because of that, boredom strikes.

I think he made his account before he met MK, all for the shits and giggles and what could he possibly lose. He got way too into it due to loneliness tho.

But, once MK came into his life, he got to do something else apart from jerking it off in front of his loyal fans in front of the camera, or making his game. Hell, he even had less depressive breakdowns, aha

Then you came into his life. Kicked him off his feet like he was some rookie going in for his first fight. Like some bruise, you stayed behind and lingered.

At first, it started off innocent, like butterflies in spring. He couldn't get you off his mind.

Soon, these thoughts became more raunchier and dirtier. Whenever he ate a peach he wondered if you tasted just as addicting, if not more.

He started to film videos again, and soon, his popularity skyrocketed. Sure, he was kinda popular before, but many of his fans would agree that there was something more to his content now.

Imagine his shock when you came knocking on his door one day.

"Oh hey! What brings you here today?" His heart fluttered. Not even the excitement of battle from his younger days felt like this.

Wukong faltered, however, when you showed him an all too familiar clip that he made last night (you were haunting him especially when he recorded himself). Your one eyebrow was raised in suspicion.

"Is this you?"

Ah shit.

"Wha- what are you talking about..?" He chuckled awkwardly. "I uhh, I didn't know you liked that kinda stuff-" His gaze was everywhere but on you. Thankfully, he did not show much of his body, but it was clearly his voice that played on the speakers.

"Wukong, you are a terrible liar." Your words made him wince. But then you chuckled. "Who knew that my favorite content creator was you, the mighty Sun Wukong."

His mind rung.

Favorite..?

"Mind if I come inside?" You smirked up at him.

Oh damn.

Macaque

Okay, for starters, who knows how long this guy was dead for. I'd say he was resurrected quite recently, so imagine the culture shock the poor fella had.

Not only that, but he didn't even have a penny to his name. He had no way to earn an income either, like sure, his shadow theater bought at least something for him to use and to function around, but he kinda feels like someone who likes to be financially secure.

With this, and curiosity being his motive, he started to indulge in some.. shameful activities.

He knows he looks good, he knows what power he holds over most people, and damn it, he loves enforcing that strength. Tall, dark, handsome, mysterious.. oh he can go on and on, but one of his top qualities, if not the quality, is his voice. Most of the time he didn't reveal himself, just doing ASMR instead.

I'd say that in this scenario, you wouldn't find him out, but he would find you.

With such incredible hearing, and because of his damn near obvious infatuation curiosity, he held out an ear for you. Sure, you guys have made up and all, but he could never know if you might betray him one day. He just has to make sure yk. (This could either stem from deep trust issues or he is just lying to himself or even both)

So, imagine his surprise when he hears you go down to a veryyy recognizable audio.

You did not notice how the shadows in your room seemed to darken, your flustered mind elsewhere as an all too familiar voice purred in your ears.

You found this channel not too long ago on one desperate night. With all the battles you had to face, stress was an all time high and you needed relief. How joyous you felt, when you found some audio porn of a very talented voice actor. He quickly became your favorite due to how his voice sounded awfully similar to your shadow monkey crush.

A whimper escaped you when your hazy eyes dazed across the room before they hyper focused on something in the corner.

Someone was in your room.

You almost screamed before a hand covered your mouth. You could feel your EarPods get removed, the audio long forgotten. You were terrified for your life before the very same voice from earlier whispered soft words to you in a teasing tone.

"Didn't know you liked my content, dear~" Macaque's breath tickled your neck, a shiver danced along your spine. His tail curled around your wrist as he pressed his muscular body against yours.

"How lucky you must be to experience the real deal, yeah?"

Red Son

Now, I know what you are thinking. The proud Red Son, born from Lady Iron Fan and the Demon Bull King having an OnlyFans account?? Rumi wtf are you on-

HEAR ME OUT OKAY

Okay so, we know he is a silly lil fella with a pride that is quite high. It is because of that, that he has such a.. scandalous pass time.

Red Son is a inventor, he takes pride in his creations. Even so, not all of them are successful.

In the world of science and building, it takes trial and error to perfect something outright. Cause of that, Red Son always needs new things to help him out. Perhaps a different metal to improve his robots, and ohh those ultra rare minerals will work perfectly for his new death ray.

Such things are expensive, though.

B-but Rumi, he is rich-! SHHHH

This is where that pride comes in.

He wants to prove he is worthy to his parents and show them how capable he can be, that is why he decided to take matters into his own hands and get money himself.

However, it is practically impossible to find a nice job when you robbed them not too long ago either. And there are so many wimps around that can't handle his high quality spicy food.

Red Son learnt from past raids that there would always be a specific noodle boy that would thwart his plans on stealing things. Plus, their relationship improved a lot, and.. well, he supposed MK is a bit more acceptable now.

That, and also because he wanted to impress you. And what is more impressive than a clean record.

Driven by his pride, Red Son turned to other things to prove his worthiness. And also to burn his horny thoughts of you from his mind.

In all honesty Red Son had a very unexpected day. First, Noodle boy and his idiot lackeys invaded his home, then they asked about the Samadhi fire and then they wished to stay the night. It was safe to say he was tired and exasperated of their loudness and unending energy. There was a bright side to things though, he supposed, which was seeing more of you around.

Ugh, his parents made it seem so easy to woo the one you love when in truth, it was so much more difficult. Most of his conversations with you were failed flirt attempts

When it was time to ensure that everyone went to sleep, the idiots wanted warm milk to help them. Like kids. He huffed, but he could feel how his mood lightened when you offered to accompany him.

With the strange stares your friends gave you were ignored, you followed him to the kitchen. This was a prime time to impress you and hopefully capture your heart, but all of his words were awkward at best. It did not stop you from smiling like that, though. Oh, he was smitten.

"Ooh, what an interesting tattoo you have." Your voice echoed through his large kitchen while you pointed to his back. "Hm? Oh, yes, I got that when the Samadhi fire was removed from my vessel." He said and pulled his robe over his shoulders. It must have slipped down while he walked. How indecent. He blushed.

"You know, it kinda reminds me of this one content creator.." You trailed off, realization struck your face. He paused as well, milk bottle in hand. The both of you stared at one another in flustered silence.

Well fuck it, he supposed. If this truth was out, then maybe he should also be more truthfull about his feelings to you too.

It was safe to say the milk was long forgotten.

I hope you enjoyed this impromptu writing post, and I'll see you guys next time, bai bai

End note: For Redson's tattoo, I'd say it is more of a burn mark on his chest that vaguely resembles his family symbol. I didn't include it because I didn't want to lengthen his part and make the others too short lmao. (He is my favorite, but I want to treat all of these buggers equally)

If there are any problems/spelling mistakes or grammar errors that I have not noticed, PLEASE TELL ME WAAAA

Taglist:

@marcu-bug

@theidiotwitch

@rissiekind

suffer ha

[monkeykingdomblog2]

LMK wukong feels like the type of guy that would just pass out if his wife called him a good boy doesn’t matter where or when his gone the second his wife is done saying that

When your wife doesn't call you a good boy because your student got a new trauma (he's fine tho)

COMMISSION INFO

[mehiwilldoitlater]

When you were taken by your original world and sent into some kind of ancient China, full of demons and monsters, you weren't exactly sure why you were supposed to assist the "Destined one." Damn, you didn't even know how this.

When you find out that this destiny one was some kind of successor of Sun Wukong, saying that you were surprised was a joke.

His eyes scrutinized you; they were dark with a tint of gold when the light stricked them. He silently circled you, creating some distance between you, himself, and the other monkeys, curious about the mortals that presented themselves on their mountain.

Every time you tried to keep some distance, he was ready to close it enough to never leave his sight. What a strange situation, and what strange creature was sent to him just at the dawn of his journey.

The stories portrayed Wukong, as the name says, as a monkey kind of guy: cheerful, ready to make some jokes, who liked to make fun of people and laugh. And yet, the destined one was nothing like this trope.

He was composed, serious, and always straight forward. It was like he decided to expel every fun side from him in order to fulfill his duty.

Despite that, he showed more side to you: he was caring, trying to understand your confusion and fear while in a new world, always remembering to keep your peace while walking to make sure that you didn't get lost around. He was your protector, always ready to strike at every danger, and a good friend in the moment of agony.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't cry for these things, but... I'm sorry, so sorry."

You missed home. You never could believe yourself, but you missed your monothone and unsavory life. You missed waking up, going to walk, listening to endless hours of your boss rumbling—you missed even the crappy food of the cafeteria!

Everything seems so far away, without hope of reaching it. And you felt like trash because he was the one that was there to listen. You felt ashame, ashame of the fact that you were there complaining about what you lost while he was there fighting for both of you. You tried to cover your eyes, holding your breath to calm down, but nothing worked at all.

A stream of tears keeps on crashing down, hiccups escaping your lungs without stop.

Then, you felt his arms—two pairs of strong and soft arms, protecting your now vulnerable state from everything and everyone. His tail followed his gesture, keeping you in place and warm—so warm.

"Please." His high peech voice is now reduced to a whisper. "Don't hold it. Don't hold the pain. I can't see you like this. Please, whatever cloud your heart, speak to me."

Soon, you both became inseparable. You followed him like a shadow, carrying pills and balms, making plans with him for your next move. Damn, even Bajie couldn't believe his eyes when he saw you behind the monkey, a little afraid of the newcomer of the group.

You weren't anymore just some random mortal the Destined one had found and kept at his tail; now you were the Destined done caompanion and trusted friend. His journey became your journey, and his task your task. You both became bound by a silent vow.

"Say...why don't you choose a name? A real one this time."

"I never thought about it." He started to play with a leaf fallen from the nearby tree, thinking about your new idea.

You reached his side, holding his hand in yours, caressing the black claws on it. Once those scared you, now you wonder if a nice manicure could make them look prettier than now.

"Well, you can't let me call you Destined One or Monkey forever! You need a proper name! Something nice! ...umm...how about... Yuánfèn?"

"Um? Since when can you name people here?"

"Well," you continued, "it's destiny in Chinese, no? Like..fate!"

He looked at you, then laughed between his teeth a little. "There's no difference in how they usually call me then!"

"Yes, but...this is how I call you! So is different!"

Soon, you start to not miss home that much. You start to hope to be closer to him—to not go back. You hope that, after your honeymoon, you can stay together and that, despite all, there can be a happy ending for both of you. And silently, in his head, he hoped that too.

"May i?"

He gave you his silent consent, allowing you to caress his cheek with your so small fingers. Your lips met his own, your gesture so timid and gentle that you ask yourself if it's still a small image in your mind instead of something that you're actually doing now. He hasn't moved an inch; confusion starts to come to him and yourself, to the point that you need to stop. Now you just feel ashamed; you felt that you crossed a line, and now you don't even know if you can even go back.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

A small shush from him, his finger holding your chin and guiding you against him. This time, he's trying to mimic your gesture, a blush forming from his face to the visible part of his ears. His kiss is trembling but fierce. He waited long enough to see your still puzzled face.

"I...may don't get how you did it...Can you show me...again, please?"

You don't need to let him ask again; soon your lips smash together again, showing him exactly what's happening.

Your fate is sealed with that kiss, and there's no force on heaven and earth to undo it.

@sun-jglim

[ohhiimweird]

Dating them, except they're a monkey

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

Sun Wukong

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Macaque

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

MK

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[luxthestrange]

LMK Memes #7

[amongus543]

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

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

MACAQUE loves your loyalty.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

AO LIE loves your patience and energy

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

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

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

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

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

NEZHA loves your kindness

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

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

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

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

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

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

(wukong defiantly noticed and mocks nezha about this)

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

WUKONG loves your matching energy and empathy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[crispywaffles2]

hii, may I request macaque, wukong, and MK (seperately) x reader who likes to put ribbon bows on their tails? Thought it would be a cute idea ^_^

Hii!! Thank you so much for the request, this is such a cute thing to think about! I hope you enjoy! EDIT: I FORGOT TO WRITE MK IN THIS AS WELL, IM SO SORRY 😭

Macaque, Mk & Wukong With an S/O who likes to decorate their tails!

Wukong:

Wukong is most certainly confused by your strange habit

If you were to ask him to put a ribbon or bow on his tail, he'd give you a strange look

"A bow? Well... uh, sure bud!"

It doesn't really match his whole "Great Sage Equal to Heaven" schtick in his opinion

What would formidable enemies think if he went into battle with a cutesy bow on his tail??

His monkeys most certainly make fun of him for it, much to his dismay

He wouldn't wear it if he was about to go into battle or leave his mountain at first, because if his monkeys make fun of it who knows who else will do the same?

Eventually he'll warm up to it

If you tie a little orange ribbon at the end of his tail trust and believe he will be working it with pride

"Oooh, I like this color! Goes well with my fur,"

He'd start longingly staring at the sweet ribbons you tie on his tail whenever you're not around and he misses you because they remind him of you

He'll start wearing them out in public with a bit less shame, happily flicking his tail in peoples faces

"Look! My partner gave it to me, isn't it so cute?"

And he'll start wearing them in battles too!

Having a little piece of you there with him gives him just a little bit of an extra boost and reminds him of all of the things he's fighting for

Now he likes to think they go well with his personality

"Great Sage Equal to Heaven" whos not afraid to have a bit of a cutesy accessory while he kicks butt

If you're more sneaky with their placement though, that's a whole other story

He's out enjoying a nice bowl of noodles with his favorite mentor, only mentor honestly, and he hears them chuckle and point at his tail while uttering the words "Nice bow Monkey Princess,"

His face goes bright red and he quickly curls his tail around his leg to hide the thoughtfully tied ribbon from view

"Yeah, so what?! Maybe I was just feelin' a bit more elegant today, you ever think about that?"

But as soon as he bids Mk adieu he's right at your doorstep with his arms crossed over his chest and a pout on his face

An embarrassed scolding is in order for you, that's for sure

"Hun, you know I love you, but you can't just tie ribbons on my tail like that! Do you have any idea how embarrassing it was when my mentor called me a princess?!"

Eventually he relents and you two end up in a hug, his go-to when reassuring you that he's not mad or he's sorry

"Just don't do it without telling me. Next time I could be faced with Macaque, and you know how he is."

All in all it takes him a bit of time to warm up to it, but after that he'll flaunt them, and you, with confidence

Macaque:

Macaque is a lot more reluctant than his sunny counterpart

He has a tough bad boy image to uphold, why on Earth would he let you bedazzle him with your silly ribbons and bows?

"A bow? No thanks darlin'."

It takes lots of begging and whining before he caves in, and even then he refuses to go out in them

You couldn't waterboard the information out of him, but when you finish carefully tying up the little red ribbon on the end of his tail he's in love

It goes well with his cape and adds a sort of air of sophistication onto his overall demeanor

It's probably just the inner drama queen in him speaking but it makes him feel weirdly fancy and extravagant

But again, he's not going to tell you that

He won't protest as much when you tie them on

Will suggest different colors and ways to tie the ribbons

"Why don't we try purple this time? No it's not because I care about what it looks like- it was just a suggestion!"

Sometimes he tries to put them on himself because he's embarrassed to ask you, but he quickly figured out that he cannot tie bows for the life of him

And even if he learns, they're just not the same as yours

He will eventually come around to the idea of wearing them in public

He keeps his ribbon clad tail hidden beneath his cape most of the time unless he's feeling particularly confident or he wants to show it off on purpose

If anyone has the gall to try and make fun of it he's quick to shoot them down

"Yeah I have a bow on my tail, my partner gave it to me. Aww, don't tell me you don't have a partner of your own? Is that why you think you're funny? Because you don't have anyone at home to tell you you're not?"

He warms up to the idea so much that he begins to regularly ask you to decorate his tail with multiple bows and ribbons

One time, as a silly joke, you tied a particularly big red bow at the base of his tail and jokingly told him he looked like a show cat

It was a funny joke, but Macaque really really liked it

So much so that he wore it regularly, asking you to tie it on for him every time he went out

If you were to be sneaky and tie it on his tail without him knowing well..

He's actually not that upset

He's hanging out with Mei, probably the one he likes and relates to the most out of everyone, when she giggles and points at his tail, calling him 'coquette' or something

He's not sure what that term means, but he does find the fact that a little pink bow being tied on his tail without his knowledge to be amusing

Just for funsies he keeps it on all day

If and when he decides to go visit the culprit, which he knows is you, he playfully chides you

"Alright sugarplum, you know I have an image to uphold! You can't just slip little pretty pink bows on my tail without my permission!"

Once you two have had a good laugh he just chuckles and presses a kiss to your forehead

All in all he really likes the bows that you decorate him with and takes it as a sign of affection, but it takes a long time for him to be open about it

Mk:

Mk in his monkey form is certainly.. something

He can't quite control himself in that form yet, but that isn't to say that he's constantly violent

He just doesn't know his own strength

With his monkey form more stern and serious, he doesn't hold back, he's blunt

And, completely unrelated, his voice is like two octaves deeper

He's scared he might hurt you, or the people he cares about, so he rarely ever uses it unless he's in battle or training

In hopes of making him more comfortable and as a way of letting him know that you're okay with this side of himself, you began tying bows on the end of his tail

He's not sure how to feel about the idea at first

"Tying.. bows? Sure, I guess.."

He doesn't know if you don't take him seriously or if you're just trying to be sweet

He's still getting used to having a tail, so sometimes it gets caught on things, which will occasionally lead to your ribbons getting torn

It makes him feel horrible for some reason, and he's always presenting the torn fabric to you like it's the remains of a dead soldier or something

"I'm so sorry. It was an accident, I promise,"

He's not against wearing them out in public (not that he ever goes in public with his monkey form)

If it's after a battle and someone were to say anything about his bow he'd hardly care

"Looks like we got a funny guy over here everyone!"

And everyone in the vicinity glares at them

Much like his mentor, he slowly starts seeing the bows less as just some silly accessory on his tail and more as a subtle reminder of you

Whenever he's in his monkey form he makes sure to come to you for a bow

"I'm feeling kinda red-ish today, what do you think?"

Your plan works, and he starts feeling better about his over powered simian side

You love him no matter what, freakishly strong or just a silly delivery boy, and the bows are just a testament to that

All in all, he finds them adorable, and what they represent fuel him to fully embrace this side of himself in order to protect the people he cares about

[fanged-fanfics]

👑🧡 Wukong and Macaque x fem reader — Cuddle HCs 💜🌙

Genres: Romance, Fluff || she/her pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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- Wukong is absolutely needy when it comes to cuddles. He loves the feeling of having you wrapped up in his arms, it brings him a lot of comfort to feel your warmth

- Macaque enjoys them, but has a hard time admitting that he does. He'll act like you're convincing him into it, even if in reality he's been waiting for you to ask all day

- "Geez, fine, princess. If you really want em that badly, then come here"

- The two definitely turn it competitive and compare who gets more attention than the other. They get into little bragging matches about it and everything

- "Well I had her for over an hour!"

"So? She was with me all day yesterday"

"I was busy! I had to train the kid"

"Sure, Great Sage, whatever makes you feel better"

- They get extra clingy to try and make up the difference if they think one is getting more than the other. It's not uncommon to have then randomly plop down on either side of you, both ready to ask for attention

- Wukong likes to cuddle by wrapping his arms around you, fully feeling you against his body. He loves nuzzling into your neck or shoulder, always looking to wrap you up in his embrace as much as possible

- Macaque is more the type to let you lean on him, though he will give an arm to wrap around your waist or shoulders too. He let's his tail wrap around you the most, keeping you close to him with a firm hold on your hip

- Wukong complains a lot if you try to get up before he's ready to let go. He groans and whines if you get up too early and follows behind you when you do get up since he's still feeling clingy

- Macaque tries to use more sly tactics to keep you laying down. Just subtle teasing and flirting, he likes using his charm to woo you back into his embrace. If that doesn't work then you got a grumpy monkey following you around with a tail around your waist

- They ask for it in different ways but they both want cuddles the second you come home and always before bed. They're the same amount of clingy in the early mornings too

[xi4oyan]

@skymoral hope ya like it ( ͡º ꒳ ͡º)

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾When the Light Fell from the Sky ☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

No one witnessed when she fell.

It was like a wayward comet torn from its firmament — a soul wrapped in ash and glass, ripped from the modern world by a fire whose flames consumed not only flesh, but also name. When Angel awoke, the sky above was a deep blue, veined with clouds that resembled marble. A damp, clean scent lingered in the air, like after rain, and the breeze whispered in a language she didn’t know, yet somehow understood.

She lay upon a bed of soft, damp moss, where tiny white flowers bloomed like fallen stars. The trees around her stood tall and solemn, and bamboo swayed in reverence to her waking. Sunlight filtered through the leaves in golden threads, and the silence wasn’t emptiness — it was welcome, like the Earth itself breathing gently.

Angel sat up slowly, her long dark hair spilling over her shoulders like waves of warm ink. Each heavy strand glinted with golden highlights, and her skin — a soft, earthy bronze — glowed with minuscule drops of dew. She wore a pale tunic of translucent gauze, cinched at the waist with a cord of gold thread entwined with tiny pearls of light. The fabric, white as new-fallen snow, was embroidered with flowering peach branches and swirled around her ankles like living mist. Delicate bronze anklets chimed softly with every movement, like notes from an ancient instrument.

She did not know her name. Only the word “Angel” remained — tattooed in small, fine black letters behind her ear, like a whispered secret. And she knew, in her very soul, that she no longer belonged to the place from which she had come. She had been pulled from it — from suffocating heat and flame, from screams no one remembered — and now she was reborn in a world that breathed legend.

Led by an intuition she could not explain, she wandered through the silent fields. The wind played with the hem of her robe, and the branches respectfully parted before her. The birds did not sing — they simply watched. And then she arrived at the clearing.

There, at the heart of the world, was the egg.

It was immense and smooth, like a drop of moonlight solidified. Its surface was pale gray, faintly blue, veined with golden light that pulsed as if it were breathing. It sat nestled among rounded stones, surrounded by golden flowers that never wilted. The air around it shimmered, caught in a trance, and time itself seemed to pause.

Angel knelt, her knees sinking gently into the moss. Her hands touched the warm surface of the stone, and her heart pounded at the recognition of something she had never seen before — a memory seeded before birth. She rested her forehead against the shell and whispered, as if in prayer:

“Sunny…”

The name escaped her lips unbidden, but carried with it a sweetness, as though a thousand suns had planted it inside her. And the stone trembled.

That night, the starlit sky opened like a ceremonial veil. Angel slept at the base of the egg, her hands resting over her belly, hair spilling over the ground like ribbons of dusk. She dreamed of a golden monkey with bright eyes and a burning heart, running through endless showers of peach blossom. He held out his hand and laughed with his gaze, and his name echoed in the wind — not as a call, but as a reunion.

When dawn broke, the stone began to crack.

The light from within was golden, like sunlight trapped in amber. The shell split silently, fragments floating gently before touching the ground. And from within emerged a small creature — golden-furred, with eyes like living embers. He trembled, newborn, and his first gesture was to reach for Angel, stumbling, his little hands coated in stardust.

She held him. His body fit in her arms like an ancient promise. He smelled of just-extinguished fire, sweet fruit, and warm stone. He looked into her eyes, vast with questions and quiet acceptance. And Angel smiled, tenderly — not because she had found something, but because, finally, she had been found.

“You’re the sun,” she said softly. “And I’ll be the sky where you shine.”

Sunny — Wukong — nestled into her arms, and the world around them exhaled a long breath. As if the Earth had finally been released from its waiting.

The days that followed were woven in gold: she bathed him in a crystal spring while he tried to bite the water. His fur gleamed like threads of lightning, and his mischief was light as childhood. Angel taught him to speak — even when all he wanted to do was scream — and he taught her how to laugh, even when all she carried was sorrow.

And as he grew, the embroidery on her robe frayed, and her hair grew longer. But her hands were always open to him. He was chaos and laughter, she was silence and comfort. She covered him with her cloak in the rain and cradled him against her chest when the nightmares of his fiery birth still burned his skin.

She never told him where she came from.

And he never asked.

Because there was love — a love born not of duty, but of choice. Angel was the sky where he danced, and he was the spark that reignited her soul.

And so, between eternally green leaves and paths that led to myth, the Girl of the Sun and the Golden Monkey rewrote their destinies not in stone, but in petals and footsteps shared. The Mountain of Flowers and Fruit, once home to only echoes and silence, became a place of laughter, of stories whispered beneath the moon, and of two hearts that had fallen from the sky — one as sun, the other as star — only to find each other at last.

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[yourlocalzombiewriter]

Okay May I request Lego monkey kid Wukong and Macaque with minor deity Reader? Reader lives in a garden and was isolated for so long she genuinely forgot what the outside world was like at times. (Cause humans were getting greedy and they been emotionally and physically hurt at times). Reader values connect so deeply and the garden is hidden by a talisman and guarded by her pet aka giant monster. Headcanons pls and apologies if it too much. I love your work. You can do Black myth Wukong too if you want

Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes,

And nobody knows like me.

(Lego Monkie Kid head-canons,

Black myth: Wukong head-canons.)

Author note: hello!, thank you so much for your request!, I hope you enjoy. Thank you for requesting!. ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Just to reiterate, English isn’t exactly my first language so I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes.

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Lego Monkie Kid:

☀︎Wukong☀︎︎

Loves visiting frequently!, especially when your peaches are in season if your garden homes them.

This is a little head-canon of mine, but he knows how to make flower crowns. He use to make many when he was younger for the other young monkeys.

He always picks the ones he deems prettiest for you.

Depending on if he met you when he was younger (during Journey to the west) or older (during the time of him mentoring MK), he use to love playing hide and seek in the lush trees and bushes. But now older, he loves taking naps under the shade the beautiful trees provide.

Shoo’s off any demons or humans wondering too close to your garden for his liking. Especially after hearing what happened in the past for you to disconnect yourself from the outside.

He knows you have a guard animal but he still does his part as a boyfriend, after all he doesn’t want you to go through unnecessary stress.

Loves your guard animal!, though, the few first times of visiting your garden he either had to trick it or you had order them to stand down.

Once him and your guard animal are more acquainted he loves messing around with them, or feeding them treats. He knows their supposed to be scary and all but he just can’t help it!. Also does that thing where one person is the owner and the other isn’t and sees who the animal chooses first.

If you ever do wish to go outside, he’ll be right there to help you, and lead you to wherever you desire to go.

He loves watching you maintain the garden, he usually hangs up on a tree munching away at whatever fruit is nearest as he watches you water the flowers and crops with such care.

Brings you gifts from the outside as frequently as he can, and if your interested he’ll catch you up on the latest news.

Sometimes he manages to bring two steaming bowls of noodles from pigsy’s to you.

He loves admiring you as you relax on the soft grass, and the sun bathing you softly with its light, you look un-real to him.

Sometimes, when it’s a particularly hard day, he enjoys hiding away in your garden as well. Cuddling up next to you for comfort as you both lounge around the garden.

He doesn’t mind quite moment’s, when it’s so silent you can hear the grass shift with the soft wind, or hear the leaves rattle. How could he?, with you sitting there looking off so peacefully, and him looking at you so happily.

You are his version of your garden, a safe place, and home that no one can intrude upon.

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☾Macaque☾

He teleports over frequently when he feel’s overwhelmed with the noise of the outside world.

Because all he can hear is your sweet voice and the comforting sounds of the nature your garden nurtures.

He loves sneaking up behind you from the shadows of the trees. He loves the reactions he gets from it!.

Keeps his distance from your guard animal, but warms up to it eventually!.

Loves visiting at night and seeing the moon light bathe the place with its soft light.

He adore the tranquility of it all, it feels like time slows when he’s there with you. His fast paced days now coming to a slow stop when he’s laying in your arms and watching the flowers dance and sway side to side from the soft blow of wind.

Uses his shadow clones to help around the place if you ever need extra hands.

Has memorized every plant and flower you grow in your garden, but doesn’t stop you from spilling facts about them.

Mk sometimes wonder where he lounge around at when he’s not with the group. Of course, a good guess is his dojang (I believe that is what his home is called apologizes if it’s not!) but in reality he’s resting with you on flower beds.

Never mentions your garden to the crew unless you give the go ahead, but even then he tip toes over the subject, knowing your past experiences.

Puts on shadow plays for you on a particularly uneventful day. He likes seeing the smile that graces your face everytime.

His ears always picks up someone approaching your garden before your guard animal does so he’s quick to alert them.

He adores you, he truly does believe that your as beautiful as your garden, the center piece. He doesn’t understand the good karma he has received to meet you but he’s so greatful.

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Black myth: wukong

Bajie probably stumbled upon your guard animal and Wukong had to jump in.

Paranoid of leading enemy’s to your garden, not that he isn’t assured in himself that he can beat it. But he’d rather you not be stressed out or worry about it.

This doesn’t stop him form pranking you from time to time by transforming to a bug and buzzing around annoyingly. Prepare to have your patients tested by him.

If you have a big enough tree, he probably climbs and chills out in the branches.

Sometimes pulls you up with him and lets you rest and balance on him. He counts this as rest and bonding time.

Absentmindedly picks a flower and places it in your hair in the middle of a conversation.

On cold months, depending on how your garden on works, he either brings the finest cloths and blankets to you. Or if your garden is magically frozen in a spring or summer season then he spends the whole winter season with you, so good luck with that.

Although not one to be picky with fruits, he just prefers the one from your garden the most. To him they taste richer, and juicer.

When a certain fruit is growing on a tree and it’s time for them to be picked, he always picks you up and lets you rest on his shoulder so you can reach them easier. Could he just pick them himself?, yes, but how could he pass an opportunity to show his strength to you.

If you ever wish to venture out of your garden, he’d greatly recommend his mountain as its already protected from demons. He’d happily feel you cling onto him as he flys you over in his nimbus cloud.

On his way to visit your garden sometimes he does see people or demons lingering too close for his comfort. He easily scares them or defeats them before your guard animal encounters them.

Speaking of your guard animal, he’d be pretty neutral about it, he’s glad that he can keep some sort of peace of mind when he’s away from you knowing your under protection. But at the same time not very interested in it. Maybe annoys it from here to there when it’s off duty but aside from that let’s it do it’s job, knowing how important it is.

Brings you some souvenirs, ranging from gold incrusted bracelets and necklaces. To flower’s you may not have in your garden that he thinks you’d enjoy!.

You have on multiple occasions, almost ran out of peaches due to his rapid consumption of them. It’s almost concerning watching him be able to stomach all of them in one sitting.

He likes the peacefulness you and your garden bring him, like as if nothing was wrong, the world is silent and inhabited by only you two. He gets agitated when this peace is disturbed by intruding strangers. And although he has learnt the virtue of patience’s, he can’t help but take offense on your behalf for the intrusion. He likes the thought of you and your garden being only something he gets to indulge in. Your to much of a lovely sight for mere demons and humans to admire.

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Thank you so much for the request!, i hope you enjoyed it!.

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[baxndaid]

lmk wukong + macaque headcannons? mayve like how protective they r bc the reader is hit on also immortal s/o? thxx

sun wukong + macaque

x reader 🍓⭐️🧃

-- what they do when their s/o is flirted with!!

a/n ; slowly getting through my asks rn!! sorry for the wait everyone ❤️

sun wukong;

- completely depending on his mood, he’s either really protective or just doesn’t gaf

- like if he’s in a good mood, he’ll probably joke and tease the person trying to get with you

“ohh you like like them huh bud? well go on, ask em out!”

- obviously he WILL be smirking while watching them try and fail, he takes great joy in seeing them all sad after, even going as far as to comfort them with a pat on the back

- and after that? lord knows he WILL be flirting with you in front of them, just to piss them off

- wrapping his tail around your waist while they’re behind you two, kissing your hand, showering you in compliments loudly enough for them to hear

- it was just a game to sun, he knew that you would never leave him for some sorry loser you just met

- catch him in a bad mood though? he’s not playing anymore 💔

- he’ll immediately wrap his arm around your waist while judgementally looking at whoever dared to even look at you

- he gives you a kiss on the cheek while squeezing you a little closer to him, and then look back at them

- he’ll feign a smile, “hey bud! do you mind? we’re kinda busy,” he says, his threatening tone not matching his friendly words

- they get the memo!! thank you god

macaque;

- he’s a little more nonchalant about it

- he’ll scoff and teleport to your side immediately, and just stand there, looking at them darkly while they stutter and mumble, soon giving up as the terrifying monkey’s glare continues to bore through their head as they walk away, defeated

- he’ll then give you a small kiss on the cheek and a head pat, and teleport away through a portal

- if he’s not in the mood to deal with anything, he’ll just teleport himself to you, and carry you away into one of his portals, leaving the perpetrator confused and a little nervous

[lilchickie]

Drew the foking monkey

(+ rawr version)

My version of him.

I've seen plenty of ocs in here and I wanna give him a little girlfriend :') (for practice really)