#Yandere Liu er mihou

[mehiwilldoitlater]

Hear me out ..yandere Macaque hcs …seriously love the way you write him ; maybe this reader lost her destiny one or maybe Macaque found reader first before the other monkeys did 👀 love to see what you come up with please 💗 if your not doing requests no worries you can ignore this :)

(Me: People here love this dude...

Destined One: I've noticed that...)

1) When he first met you, he knew what you were and why you were sent there. Of course he knew, because he met so many before you. The only difference was that you were fresh out of the change, unaware of everything that was around and so utterly alone.

It was just so good to be true; the new Bián huá was completely at his mercy, and of course he was ready to take advantage of that.

You were just so adorable, alone, and so afraid, ready to be eaten by the First Yaoguai lucky enough to catch you. And he was, of course, your sworn protector, a monkey that wanted nothing but help you! You just needed to do something for him, helping him find some magical staff that would help you send you back!

He had May lie—just a little.

He just needed to find the relics, take back his full power, get rid of you, and then boom, he was ready to be free...but you changed everything.

The more time he had stayed by your side, the more he became attached. He started to care; he started to crave your attention and your kindness, and soon he carved for more.

He started to make a few changes to his plan, like finding a way to let you live forever, to let him love you like you deserved, to be yours like he wanted you to be his. 

If it wasn't for that damn destined one...

Not only had he been searching for you, following that connection you two were supposed to have, but he needed to tell you the truth!

He was able to get the both of you away from that other one, but now he wasn't your beloved friend; now he was on the list that had played all this time.

"YOU TRICKED ME! ALL THIS TIME IT WAS JUST A LIE?!"

"Darling, please...calm down. Let me explain." You smacked away his hand. Your eyes are full of rage and tears.

"DON'T YOU DARLING ME! You said you wanted to help me! You were just playing all along!"

You started to walk away, trying to get more distance from him and yourself...only to feel then his sharp claws clutching your head and crashing you on the ground.

"I am helping you... by doing what I must."

2) He'll take you to your new home...with the right adjustment.

Oh, you can run free as much as you like! Just be careful not to fall from the cliff that surrounded the small mountain that you were on! The air there is amazing, and no one can brother you there! The only bridge that could have helped you cross the precipice has been cut off!

You can't go anywhere, and he's aware of that.

He'll give you time and space; he's not that delusional to believe that you won't scream and try to do some crazy stunt when he's around. He'll bring food! He'll make sure you're okay until he'll be sure that you won't act crazy with him!

But you really needed to give him that cold shoulder after all that time?

You'll ignore him for days. No matter what he does, you just kept your mouth shut and your attention on a wall...

You really know how to push his buttons, uh?

"Came on... I know you can't stay silent forever."

"..."

"Listen, I know this is not your plan of life, but believe me! It's still something! You were complaining about how full and boring your life was before, right? Now you're-"

"Trap ... It was boring, but I was free... and i REALLY don't want to be here with you now."

He gritted his teeth, feeling so many emotions in his chest. Before storming out the door of the house, he takes one time to look at you.

"All right! Let's see how much you'll miss me in a week!"

In fact, for a week, food didn't come at all.

3) He loved your stubbornness and your strength, but now it was just so annoying. Why can't you just give up?!

Stop resisting! Isn't it painful to just suffer?! If you just loved him like he wanted your tò do, then it would be so easy! But nooo, you have to play hard to get it, right?!

And let's not mention the so many escape attempts that you had made! How many times did he have to catch you?! How many times did he have to prove to you how dangerous the world was?! How many times he had to brind you the next monkey head before you understood that no one is omg to save you?!

You kept on biting and scratching his hand while he was dragging you back to the house. It wasn't painful at all. It was just boring... It hurt his heart, on the other hand.

"I don't want to! Stop! LET me go!"

He had enough. 

He pushed you on the ground, his foot stomping over your arm. Just near the shoulder.

"What are you?"

"I guess that I was too soft on you." You started to feel pressure on your arm; the pain started to grow second by second. "I need to be harder from now on."

You started to scream, scratching his foot, and punched him, but he didn't bulge a little. He kept on pushing and pushing until

CRACK.

You felt the sound of your bones cracking between the flashes of your arm. Before you could scream in pain, he was already down, his hand on your mouth, and his razor teeth near your ear.

"Does it hurt? Don't worry, I'll make it go away."

The same teeth that were caressing your ear were now deep in your flesh.

A missed arm was a good reminder of what he could do.

4) Were you finally accepting him? 

Where have you finally given up?

He didn't want to hurt you, but you were so difficult.

He'll heal you; he'll take care of you like he had promised. Your arm can't come back; it's better this way, but he'll be there, as he had promised.

He'll kiss every scratch and every wound that he has inflicted. He'll make sure you're loved and cherished by him.

"I love you," he whispers, kissing your neck and savoring your scent. "I need more than you think. I'll never let you go..."

Never such sweet words were so full of poison.

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@lopsushi ldk I just felt like it (ㅅ˙³˙)♡

[alicedusstuff]

Juste en train de dessiner un peu en cours sur un vieux truc que j’avais dessiné sur un past shadowpeach.

[icekingofhope]

if you don’t know basically

yandere dev (AKA the sick motherfucker-) did this collab with this yandere horror game creator

where you are senpai and being chased by either the female verison of the yandere ayano or the male version of the yandere ayato

if you haven’t guess the voice actor of macaque is ayato

here lemme show you

i have no comment admittedly….i can’t believe I forgotten about this…

anyways i don’t know what your gonna do with this info i just found it fucking hilarious goodbye 👋

[halfdeadhalfpaniced]

Concept for toxic/yandere young shadowpeach ( idk if it’s an au or just an idea):

Every time Macaque makes friends they end up dying horribly (the deaths are worse if the relationship was romantic in any way) until he’s convinced he’s cursed running to Wukong for comfort every time since he can’t die and therefore is Macaques only “friend”.

Eventually he stops trying and isolates himself with Wukong because he’s all he needs and falls in love . Major Stockholm syndrome vibes. The whole thing is that he was never cursed and it was just a very jealous Wukong killing off anyone close to his moon to keep him to himself.

Macaque told him he thought he was cursed during one of the comfort sessions and he ran with it using Macaque’s superstition and paranoia to keep him close and from even thinking of leaving.

[bowsergotdunked]

anyone else miss evil macaque

(drawing asks are open btw)

[mythicalaline]

Poor six eared monkey is feeling under weather too. Hope he get better soon.

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Who do you guys think I should do next?

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[violetjedisylveon]

New animatic wip

It's a silly shit post animatic for my yandere Wukong AU. It's similar to a song you might be hearing a lot around this time of year🎄

Close ups cause I've been working on this frame all day and I'm very pleased with what I've done

Click for better quality, (a lot of the lines are a bit fuzzy cause of scaling or rotating as I worked)

Also clueless baby

MK is on the other side and thus, not in this frame, he's in the next one.

[moonbeam-farmer]

I'm gonna add to this idea, because I love the angst behind it all. @semisolidmind My personal take on it, is that Peaches would be sooooo much bitter with resentment to Azure L when facing him again and doesn't hide it one bit.

I love your AUs Semi!! Hope I do it justice <3

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Azure lion grits his teeth, "You don't have to side with them any longer! It doesn'thave to be like this!" His body nearly gives way from the exhaustion.

This battle wasn't meant to drag on. By now the Jade army must have caught his brothers.

He wasn't meant to die a meanless death. He was meant to rule he heavens. Azure lion was promised so many things in this life; made so many promises to a future he crafted tooth and nail for. He was- is going to lead the mortals into a better life.

"You can come back, I still love you. You are my heart!"

Peaches tucks her hands into the long sleeves of her kimono. She is but an ornadanry human woman. Yet her cold glare stops his racing heart. There's an unspeakable force keeping him grounded. His blood is frozen from the words her lips spill.

"But I was never your queen. Never an equal. You'd never acknowledge who I was to you." Her eyes flick to somewhere over his shoulder in the distance. "Not that it matters now."

There was a time in Peaches' life where used to believe Azure wholeheartedly; him with the dreams of a better world and a noble legacy.

But good intentions often pave the road to hell.

All the time, he told her about the heaven's laws. About how the celestial realm would never accept her, a mere human, as anything more than a hushed scandal. A passing tryst. She would be a less an a trophy at best. Trapped and sufficated in a golden cage and glass walls.

Still, Azure ripped her from her village and casted her into the desolate Camel Ridge. Sentencing her to be an outcast upon arrival. The silence will forever haunt her. She, who Azure had promised to show her the world, only to take it from her; Peaches swallows the bitter memories back.

Once she was the infamous pet of the mighty Azure lion. Now she is the undisputed Queen of flower fruit mountain. A lofty title that she grew into quickly.

Whatever lingering feeling she kept reserved for Azure vanished soon after her second kidnapping. When the demon brothers revealed their true interest in her. They explained everything, no half truths in their affection for her. They laid themselves bare before her, hopelessly in love with the same mortal woman. Peaches was bestowed her a throne in a matter of minutes. Then all the lies, empty promises, and false sincerity Azure fed her for years came crashing down.

Azure always had the power to change her treatment, her title. No one was forcing him to keep to the old conventional ways. The outdated laws about "pure " demon bloodlines.

And yet still knowing this, he stole her from her home. Kept her like an exotic pet under tight lock and key.

She calmly walks past Azure's broken body and into the arms of her new demon husbands, kissing them both tenderly on the cheeks. Both Sun Wukong and the six-eared Macaque nuzzle her neck with such loving and gentle care. Each wraps a tail around her waist, pulling her even closer. They don't shy away escalating their affection. Peaches smiles, closing her eyes.

Her husbands are many things, unstoppable monsters in their own right. But they are always honest to her, no matter how grotesque or foul. They love her beyond themselves, far beyond the normal boundaries of love. It is something so raw, so feral, and dark. She is more than aware of the sins committed in the name of love; but Peaches has long since been desensitized. Asking for forgiveness rather than permission is common in demon courting.

After being isolated for so long, being denied a lover, a wife, not only in name but in affairs as well...

Peaches would chose her new husbands over Azure any day. She may not have her freedom, but she has their respect. With them she's treated as a queen. Waited on hand and foot by her monkey citizens and admired by her demon husbands. Like the the sweetest of wines, Peaches got drunk on the feeling.

She tells herself this isnt healthy. To be so receptive to having basic rights after years being captive. It never stops her from indulging. Fate would have it, the deep craving she has is mutually shared with her boys. A sweet poison Peaches willingly indulges in, time and time again.

In her defense, it's what makes her silly little monkey men so appealing. "Part of their charms," Macaque would always brag.

Peaches hugs them back like second nature. She practically melts into the brothers' warm embrace. Their purrs of aprroval quickly change into whispering sweet nothings and running their claws through her hair.

The light sound of Peaches' laugher shatters the remaining hope Azure had for forgiveness. A bittersweet sound he hadn't heard in over 500 years. He had forgotten the sound entirely.

Azure lion feels sick from the acid building in the back of his throat. His head snaps back as he attempts to straighen his posture. He doesnt hide the threating growl errupts from his wounded chest. He might as well be dead after watching his only love ghost past him like nothing. Like everything he did for her was nothing.

She turns to the Monkey King first, whispering something in to his ear before tugging Macaque's robe. "Take me home, my love. I'm tired."

And just like that, Macaque summons a portal and leads Peaches into the darkness. Azure doesn't have to look to see the smirk on the dark sampien's face.

Before he can think of anything else, a familiar staff shatters the stone wall next to his head. His eyes meet the burning blood red eyes of Sun Wukong.

He too, was once his brother in battle.

"Hey there bud." Sun Wukong's smile doesn't match the bloodlust in his aura.

In a flash of gold, Azure is pinned against the wall. He can't breathe. He can't move. Azure can feel the slow snapping of his neck as Sun Wukong's vice around his neck tightens. The Monkey King's voice is uncharacteristically calm and steady, the smile never once leaving his face.

"We need to talk."

Interesting perspective on the Lion’s Den AU! So would Wukong and Macaque essentially be more “progressive” than other demons in comparison by giving reader the Queen title along with equal footing and power on FFM?

a bit, yeah. i think it plays well into the overarching idea that the monkey king isn't all that "conventional" by demon or celestial standards. he does what he wants.

his allies may have been shocked to hear that his new mate was human, but not surprised. he's known to be eclectic; perhaps he has a hidden preference. a human concubine or two isn't too uncommon for high-ranking demons.

but making a human his queen?

scandalous.

however, it's not like they're gonna challenge the monkey king (or the six-eared macaque for that matter) over who he chooses to marry. defending old-fashioned notions about demon bloodlines is not worth a hit from the cudgel.

[iruiion]

top posts in the jttw search.: yandere liu er mihou, lala land animatic , yanderelegomonkie kid headcanons. What the fuck ishappening. IS IT REALLYTHAT DIRE OUT THERE

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Yandere Lego Character be like:

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7Gyaslz

by GTCProductions6124

A bunch of prompts about different Lego characters being yanderes.

Words: 2668, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 15 of Lego Stuff

Fandoms: Lego Ninjago, The LEGO Ninjago Movie (2017), LEGO Monkie Kid, LEGO City Undercover (Video Game), The LEGO Batman Movie (2017)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Long Xiaojiao | Mei, Qi Xiaotian | MK, Kai (Ninjago), Nya (Ninjago), Wyldstyle | Lucy, Emmet Brickowski, Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque, Bruce Wayne, Barbara Gordon, Dick Grayson, Alfred Pennyworth, Cole (Ninjago), Zane (Ninjago), Jay Walker (Ninjago), Frank Honey (LEGO City Undercover), Ellie Phillips (LEGO City Undercover), P.I.X.A.L. (Ninjago), Sora (Ninjago), Arin(Ninjago)

Relationships: Lloyd Garmadon & Kai & Nya, Long Xiaojiao | Mei/Qi Xiaotian | MK, Cole/Jay Walker (Ninjago), General Mayhem | Sweet Mayhem/Wyldstyle | Lucy, Emmet Brickowski/Wyldstyle | Lucy, Bruce Wayne & Barbara Gordon & Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth, Frank Honey/Ellie Phillips (LEGO City Undercover), Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque/Sun Wukong | Monkey King, P.I.X.A.L./Zane (Ninjago), Cole & Lloyd Garmadon & Kai & Nya & P.I.X.A.L. & Jay Walker & Zane, Lloyd Garmadon & Nya, Arin/Sora (Ninjago), Wukong & Macaque & Mk & Mei

Additional Tags: Agressive behavior, Obsessive Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Yandere, Stalking

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7Gyaslz

[mehiwilldoitlater]

I like to move in two worlds In one the Macaque is scarely a yandere for reqader, in the other Wukong is the yandere one and Macaque is the one that is going to save her, fall in love woth her, but do everything in his power to set her free.

[midnightghastly]

LMK Short Stories (REQUEST OPEN) (ON HIATUS)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34314478/chapters/85379296

Fandom:

LEGO Monkie Kid

Relationships:

Qi Xiaotian | MK/Red Son

Sun Wukong | Monkey King & Tang (Monkie Kid)

Liu er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque/Tang (Monkie Kid)

Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque/Sun Wukong | Monkey King/Tang (Monkie Kid)

Shashou Zhu | Huntsman/Sha Wujing | Sandy

Characters:

Qi Xiaotian | MK

Red Son (Monkie Kid)

Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque

Sun Wukong | Monkey King

Tang (Monkie Kid)

Original Characters

Demon Bull King (Monkie Kid)

Tieshan Gongzhu | Princess Iron Fan

Additional Tags:

Fluff

Flirting

First Kiss

Smut

Porn With Plot

First Dates

Angst

Trauma

Forgiveness

AU related content

Comedy

Hurt/Comfort

Swearing

Yandere

oneshots

[mehiwilldoitlater]

Hear me out …Lady/white bone demon and macaque working together to get Yuán fen and Bián huá for themselves ~ 🤔👀

We know Macaque has a twisted affection for the reader ; meanwhile we know the white bone demon wants her old love back (Aka Wukong ) and we know the destiny one is part of him … 👀👌

Honestly I can see the white bone demon and macaque would be a terrifying team up for many reasons !

In the book Macaque was able to go toe to toe with the monkey king (some even say he’s the monkey king shadow himself ; that’s how strong he was )

Bone demon incident got Wukong kicked out of the pilgrimage (and we know like Macaque she’s also a trickster ; able to transform into people 👀)

...nice idea :)

[mehiwilldoitlater]

No pressure but really liked the yandere macaque so what if reader was found by some miracle by DO or by someone else and had escaped the mountain what could Macaque do then🤨

You thought that after the torture, the Kills, and the so many bodies, you would finally get used to the violence, that in the end you had at least enough stomach to not throw up. Instead, while he was holding the severed head of another monkey, with his annoyed face that seemed like the one of a parent that is scolding his child, you had to put your hands on your mouth to resist.

"So," he said, with a calmness that made you shiver, "should I know something about this young one?"

Your eyes Met those two orbs, now completely drained from their life. You averted that gaze, feeling your guts moving and contorting in your body. He stopped closer, moving that head to the left and right.

"He was roaming not far from her... saying something about searching for the Lost One... and about some message..."

You started to shiver uncontrollably; the knowledge struck you like thunder. He looked at you, sighing, reminiscing about how easy it was to see how ready you were.

"May I know something about it? ...Have you sent some message around?... Did you?" He kept that head high ,treating it more like something trivial, as a broken vase, not what was left of a living being. You tried to cower in the corner, trying to not look at it, to not smell the blood, or hear it dripping on the floor. You felt his grip on your stump, a bad habit that he had when he started to get angrier, harshly twisting you around, forcing you to stand closer to the head and to face him and your own actions.

"I'm talking to you! Answer me, did you or did you not send a message?!"

"YES! YES! I'M SORRY, PLEASE, I'M SORRY!"

You tried to cover yourself with your good arm, afraid of some kind of repercussion. Instead, he just sighed, and after a loud thump, the head that was thrown away, he gently guided you into his arms, caressing your shoulders, comforting you in that sorry state. You didn't dare to even lament yourself in your cry; you were too afraid to even make a sound.

"I know, Draling... I know you're sorry... I know you hate this thing... but I have to..."

His voice was sweet like honey and soft like a breeze, and everything seemed so wrong on your ears, and yet you kept listening to his words.

"I can't let them hurt you... and I can't let you leave... the more you try to run, the more I have to kill them; do you understand?"

He spoke as if he were talking with a child that had made a mistake or misbehaved. It was his trick, tripping and guilting you to make you believe that it was your own responsibility if he had killed every kind of monkey that had tried to rescue you or even crossed those mountains. You even started to believe those lies.

"That's why you must stop sending messages...stop trying to get away from me...understand?"

You nodded; your hiccups were stuck in your throat and made you jump here and there, or it was his hands that were roaming too far?

"You must feel so bad... Let me take care of you..."

And while he kissed your neck, you started to zoom away in your thoughts. It was easy that way.

///

Every time he left, you used those moments to find a way to escape. You thought that, if you were lucky enough, you would be able to get as far away from him, cover your tracks, and maybe be able to find some help.

Then you lost your arm, and then he started to bring dead people that had found your messages...

You stopped; those moments were made now for something else. You liked to stay in the grass, alone with your thoughts and the soft wind on your skin. You preferred to close your eyes.

It was easy like that, to imagine being so far away from that nightmare. And, like that, you could pretend to sleep, and, at his arrival, he would just take you back to your bed and leave you be.

You hated his kindness. It felt wrong, used to make you feel guilty about your resistance to his love. But even the idea of loving him was just wrong...

You didn't want to love him, but what if giving in was your only way to finally stop the pain?

Abandon yourself to him... Maybe it was easier that way...maybe it was the only way...

When you felt a pair of steps coming closer to you, a sigh escaped to your left. He had come back sooner than the others. Days, he must have found food quite easy this time...but...what was that?

You kept your eyes closed, and yet you wanted so badly to open them up. You felt a rush of adrenaline, like a calling. Your heart pounded in your chest...was that a panic attack?! No, no. It was different! You still could breathe correctly!

Was that another of his tricks?! No, it didn't seem like that...

And this feeling seemed familiar... When did you feel it before?

You decided to finally open up your eyes, and when you did, you felt like a warm wind had rushed towards you.

Instead of those black pitch eyes, you met a pair of brown and warm eyes; they seemed gentle and ready to start a fire at every second. His ragged clothes moved with the small breeze, showing the many signs of struggle that he just endured climbing the mountain, fighting the demons and monsters. A brown chocolate fur, a few scars and cuts here and there...

You met him before... the day that you realized that the Macaque had lied to you.

He had found you,After months from your first encounter, he had found you! The first time he saw you and the macaque, he knew something was wrong, especially since he had found out your role in this story.

He was searching for you even before actually meeting you, sensing your presence on these lands; the calling of his Destiny resonated with yours.

And then you had disappeared again... No, the macaque made you disappear, holding you away from whoever tried to rescue you. The many heads on pikes that he had encountered along the road were quite the message...

But now that he was there, in front of you, all of the fear and thoughts were gone. What really mattered was that he had found you at least.

He made one step ahead in your direction, and suddenly you awoke from that trance. The images of the many monkeys killed by your captor came like a cold wave. No, he wasn't supposed to be here! 

In one move, you rose up and started to walk away as fast as you could, trying to reach the house.

"WAIT!" His voice followed you like a prey; his bare feet resounded behind you, "Don't go! Please, I'm here for you!"

"Stay away!" You try to control your voice: "You can't stay here; go away!"

"I can't! I've been searching for you for so long! He had taken you away and—

"I know what he did! Now leave me be!"

"Stop! Look at me at least!"

He had reached you, and his hand tried to grasp yours to hold you and stop you, but he felt nothing.

In his fingers, he didn't feel your warmth or your flesh, only air and the fabric of your robe.

You felt his grasp only when the sudden pulling of your sleeve made the hand slip from your shoulder, revealing, still covered in bandages, the clean cut of your arm. The macaque had ripped it off from your body, and to save you from infections, he had to cut the damaged tissues and use a piece of red-hot iron to cauterize. And he was kind enough to let you sleep while he fixed the damage that you have done by denying your love for him.

"...what...what is..." His confusion met your look, and a river of ideas came when he saw those pitiful eyes. You tried to cover your mouth, feeling tears coming in your eyes, full of shock from the fact that he had seen what the macaque did to you. He let go of your sleeve, looking at your good arm holding your trembling body, and attempted to calm you down from what had happened. You didn't dare to look at him; you wanted just to hide in that house and never come out in fear of being seen again.

He didn't need to hear you; he was smart enough to know what he had seen and to understand that your reaction was connected to your injury. 

"Did he do this to you?"

A small movement in your shoulder was a clear response. 

He felt a fire in his chest, diacamping in his veins like a poison. His breath became heavier, and his hands squeezed to the point that the knuckles had turned white. He felt a growl trying to escape from his chest.

The macaque did this to you... He had hurt someone who had no fighting skills, and the monkey knew that he did it because you had done something that the macaque had disliked.

Maybe it was the connection with the Bián Huá, but even you were still now a total stranger; he felt a deep sense of hunger for what had just happened to you.

He was furious, and he felt shame for not being able to protect you. Now, he wanted nothing more than to crack open the head of that macaque.

But seeing you like that made him remember that he wasn't there for him. He took a big breath, trying to calm down a little...his face turned back to a gentle one.

"...I'm...Sorry... I wanted to meet for so long... Tell me how I can help you!"

"I don't need your help!" You were fighting with every being of yourself to speak without crumbling, "I need you to leave before he comes back!"

You wanted to believe that you were used to the pain and the fact that many had died because of you, but you were a terrible liar. You wanted to be strong enough, cold enough, maybe an insensible bastard, but no, you had to feel all of the guilt. And this connection between you and this monkey, you felt that if anything was going to happen to him, that would have been your breaking point.

But he... he knew that he would have never forgiven himself for leaving you behind.

"I can't just leave you like this!"

"Please," you begged now, "if he comes back and finds you, he'll... he'll kill you! I can't... I can't take it anymore... Please leave!"

So it was this? You feared that he couldn't handle the macaque?  In some way he should have felt his pride hurt, but in the way that you were saying that there was nothing of it.  All those monkeys killed on the road, all of them came for you, and he had made sure that you felt responsible...

"I'll leave," he said with some determination, "but you have to tell me this to my face! Tell me that you want to stay here, and I'll leave you alone! But just tell me NOW in my face!"

You thought that maybe, with enough time, you would be able to accept that fate. You really wanted to be strong enough to accept the pain, to indulge in his own fantasy, and to protect others from his sick love.

"...I don't want you to trust me... it's too early for that, but just know that I would protect you..."

But you know you weren't; you weren't strong enough to hold it together, to not crack in a spiral of madness. It was easy to succumb, but you didn't want that at the same time.

And there he was...After months, he came. After the fear and tears, he came. Despite the danger, he came.

He came for you. You could just accept everything; you just needed to tell what you needed...

But, with tearful eyes, you met his pleading gaze.

"...help....me..."

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A whistle echoed around, a simple melody. Heard some time ago from you while he was walking towards your shared house. 

He was in a good mood. After that last problem from the other day, he had found fewer creatures roaming his mountain, meaning that his warnings were making their effects. He wanted to create a small heaven for you and him, and no one needed to find it. 

He had found some good pheasants ,fat enough to be roasted and being served as dinner! He Remembered the last time you had pheasants, it was the day that he had decided to finally stop starving you after your silent treatment. You were so cute with your check-all stuff up on food!

He started to humming happily, thinking about your feast when he stopped in his tracks, his heart perching around, his face now painted in a worried expression. One of the main reasons that he had chosed that mountain was that it was quiet, very quiet, and his warnings, still unmatched from everyone, could get a single cricket even from km apart.

His power didn't allow him to have eyes in the future like in the past, but he was still capable of hearing from a great distance, listening to conversations from houses apart, hearing the songs of the phoenixes in the skies, and hearing the cries of dragons. He had learned that what had led him to calm in his stressful nights was your heartbeat, a rhythm that reminded you that you were there and alive.

That rhythm now was absent.

Leaving the pheasants behind in his rush, he started to march upon the mountain towards the house that he had always made sure was harmless for your own good.

No, no, you couldn't possibly be that broken already. Yeah, he had always been harsh, maybe a little too rough with you, and took drastic measures when needed, but he wanted you sane and safe! He wanted you complacent towards his affection, never too far in his own madness!

Did you find any poisonous herbs around the area? No, he was smart enough to have cleaned around, even from the most harmless mushroom! Did you harm yourself?! Maybe you broke a window, or maybe you had used part of your robes and...

The single image of your hanged body made his muscle move faster. When he reached the house, the fear of the worst made him rip away from the wall the door, throwing it away like it was nothing. He called for you, frantically searching for a single trace of you everywhere.

He found nothing; the lunch that he had left for you was still on the table, completely cold and untouched. The bedroom was empty; everything was like he had left it in the morning, just like in the living room and in every other part of the house. When even in the bath he had found no trace of your lifeless body, a sigh of relief escaped from him.

You were not dead; you were alive; simply, you weren't there...

Ah...you weren't there...you just disappeared... His teeth start to clench, feeling his own blood boiling in his veins. You had finally managed to leave the mountain, but how?! Even with a body with both arms, it was suicide trying to leave that place, especially without a trained body and agile like his own!

Like a monkey, he exited the houses and started to sniff around. He detected his own smell, your own, and... another scent... a male... someone that he had met... the Destined one...

He started to growl; he had found his secret heaven; he had found you! That DAMN MONKEY! He had really ruined everything he had conquered, right?! Can't he just let this one slide, eh?! Leaving you alone with him?!

Then, his growling stopped...he started then to chuckle, then a laugh, then more, more strong and sinister.

You really didn't learn your lesson, huh? You were enjoying seeing so many of his own kind dying and getting killed by him, eh? Darling, you were just as evil as him...

He retrieved his weapon and prepared a few other trinkets, slowly approaching the road and searching for your scent and heartbeat and the stench of the other one. You wanted to get chased? Fine, if that was the way to show his love to you, then he was ready to rip his rival's heart out of his chest and gift it to you.

He was coming for you, and you had better be ready.

[mehiwilldoitlater]

this ( https://www.tumblr.com/itsabouttimex2/759382161586585600/yns-not-the-beloved?source=share ) made by @itsabouttimex2

Was really good that made me THINK.

Reader small Moments of Joy are when they can spend their time alone, and they develope and artistic side. They love to draw, write and all, and they don't care of their parents doesn't see their progress and all, they love what they do and that's all matters. UNTILL One day they find out that their artwork...can move?! And their writings....appear?!

Since when they can do that?!

And they're Happy by Just being the only One to know that ...untill a master noticed them and they instist to have them as their disciple because the Power of the creation CANNOT be leave unnoticed.