#cub x Reader

[nix-writes-mcyt]

Greetings Madam Nix, I saw you were taking requests and just had to send one.

May I request a romantic cub x reader fic? I've read you other cub fics and I love 'em all! Especially Special Delivery and Come Home, I just love the soft moments between them. So if I can request it, something like that?

Other than that it's all up to you, hope that's not too much pressure lol.

I do love a soft Cub request, so here you go!

Fool Proof

Drabble Contains: Fluff, fireworks (no one was harmed) ------------------

Slowly the swing sways in the breeze, leaves rustling. A peaceful day for finishing your book, you hope. The sun glows bright in the sky above, gaps in the leaves illuminating the words on your page, as if by magic.

Your eyes hastily move from word to word, the ending is so close you can feel it. Not only do you get to finish this book, but you get to start the next, which is the most exciting part.

Over the sound of the action you're imagining in the book you head a distant pop, then a bang. Your eyes drift over the top of the page and towards the open valley where your husbands factory sits. The popping continues, some whistles and whirring, and the occasional fizz.

You glance down at your book, you have only pages to go.. but they'll have to wait. Quickly you place in the bookmark, stand and leave the book on your seat. "I won't be long." You mumble to the book as you take to the air, soaring towards the factory.

The sounds have stopped by the time you reach the entrance, the doors opening just as you land. Smoke and colours of all kinds pour out of the opening, causing you to step back before you breathe it all in.

Out from the clouds of dye steps a figure, one you recognise but only by shape. "I thought this place was fool-proof." You cross your arms, watching as one figure becomes two.

"I said it was fool-proof, but not Scar-proof." You take a few more steps back, both men coming further forward and well out of the dust zone. "I just wanted to try a few new premium HotGuy combinations." Through the gunpowder and dye you can see the look on Scar's face, he looks guilty, yet so proud at the same time.

"It's safe to say they work, a little too well." Cub giggles. "Seems so." You can't help but smile a little, proud of your partners amalgamation of machines regardless.

"Look at the state of us," Scar laughs, "man that's going to be some clean up." His smirk drops and suddenly he's completely serious, "Good luck lovebirds!" Then he's in the air, flying towards home.

You shake your head, laughing a little anyway. You finally take a second to take Cub in completely, his hair is a mess, jacket singed in some places and full of holes in others, and he's various colours from head to toe.

"I hope you know that dye isn't coming out of that coat." He nods. "Ah well, it was stained anyway. Maybe I should make a display for it." He smiles. Cub does love a good display.

"Sounds like a plan, you can call it "HotGuy certified unsafe'" "That's a terrible name and you know it." He smiles. It really is.

"Naming and displaying isn't my thing, that's why I have you, you're the expert after all." Even with dye and gunpowder covering most of his body you can still see him blush at your compliment. Such a clever man, but so easy to take down with positivity.

"I'm also an expert at covering everything in dye." With that he moves towards you, so fast you don't have time to dodge his hug. "Come on." You laugh, sweeping his leg out from under him and sending the both of you tumbling onto the grass.

"You're going to stain my coat!" Cub laughs, laying on the ground beside you. "Grass stains we can get out. Not that I'm sure you'd even notice against the new technicolor design." You laugh with him.

The two of you stare up at the sky, the trail of smoke and dye from the factory obvious but starting to fade away. You reach for his hand, noting how dusty it feels compared to normal.

Once again the day is peaceful, messy.. but peaceful. You're here, in the moment with a somehow unharmed Cub, but no book. That would complete the scenario, but this is good too. Just you, Cub, and a whole bunch of colours.

The moment passes, you turn your head to look at Cub. He looks at you.

"What?" He asks. "You know we're still going to have to clean the factory, right?." He pouts. "That's a lot of work, honestly I like this better."

You smile softly at Cub, both of you turning your attention back to the sky. Peace, chaos, peace, chaos. That's the nature of being with Cub. You let the thought of scrubbing down the factory slip from your mind, Cub's hand gently squeezing yours.

Cleaning can wait. Reading can wait. For now, all you want to do is enjoy the sound of the wind gently swirling around you and Cub.

[dilf-luvr-4evr]

Can you imagine how fascinated Arthur gets whenever his shy wife is ovulating 🤭 (suggestive content but mostly fluff! Still, mdni!!)

Arthur’s photo by restingmadface on pinterest <3

There’s a certain time frame every month, Arthur noticed, when you’ll get incredibly insatiable. He doesn’t quite understand it. But he’d be a damn fool to not just let it happen.

Tonight is one of those nights. Where you eyed him like a leopard, every sway of your hips full of intent.

“Hey handsome,” a greeting so sultry without you even meaning to. Your body is just exuding need in waves. Just like the vibrations of a purr.

He got shivers from your whisper. When you barely traced his arm with your fingers and your lips almost brushed his cheek, he felt ticklish all the way down to his cock.

“You think too much of me, darlin’,” he chuckled. Tried to be nonchalant about it but hell if this little welcoming act didn’t make him giddy. Let the man breathe, for Christ’s sake, he just got home! Or don’t <3

“But you are handsome,” you smiled, kneeling between his legs. Your shy demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

And he really was handsome, that delicious husband of yours. Nearing 200 pounds of muscle, juicier than any cattle. The span of his back more majestic than any bird. Kind eyes like those of a deer, as blue and inviting as a river.

“Just what do you think you’re doin’ hm?” He teased, admittedly always a bit puzzled when you’re bold like this. His thumb gently caressed your cheek as you looked up at him. You’d usually be blushing like crazy, not one to initiate anything even after years of being together. At least only very subtly.

But no no, don’t you worry. He ain’t complainin’ one bit. He’s bad enough to admit that he could get used to this. Coming home all tired to his pretty wife on her knees.

Ready to pounce.

“Been thinkin’ about you,” you admitted, hands starting to crawl to his thighs. Biting your bottom lip as if baring your canines.

May God give him strength.

“S’that right?” He drawled, leaning forward to kiss you. His eyes were full of adoration as much as yours were carnal. Your head tilted back as his hand engulfed the right side of your jaw, his fingers parting through strands of your hair like rocks do to a stream. “Need somethin’ from me?”

You answer with a hum. It didn’t take long before your kiss was pushing him down on the bed, your hand not forgetting to undo his pants. You could feel the rumble of his laugh against your lips. It’s gonna be a long night.

And Arthur’s going to wake up with scars down his back. As well as a bite mark on where his pulse lies 🤭

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thank you for reading!! 🫶🏼

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Journey Cubs (JC) AU

Au idea~

Reader ends up pregnant right before the duo leave to fight the celestial realm. Unknown to her but she was also given an elixir of life to keep her alive during this time. However her 'death' happened and the duo thought she was dead.

After the brotherhood fails to conquer the celestial realm Reader is pulled back into the world. She settles down in a small village far into the mainland.

She lives peacefully with Spirit and they open an inn together. Neither of them age as they raise the twins Bao and Tao! The twins grow up and learn of their dads, both deciding to protect their mother from such men. Reader doesn't get with anyone else as the twins are VERY protective of her.

>>>

One day far into the future Reader is visiting Spirit’s mother's grave with her. Bao traveled with the two while Tao stayed behind to watch over the inn.

*Ding* *Ding*

Tripitaka jumped at the sound of the small bell above his head. He glared at the two monkey demons who laughed at his fear.

"Hello?" He called out into the silent inn, not a sound was made. There was no returned greeting nor was there sound of life. Looking back and forth he searched for anyone who may run the small inn.

"Looks like no one is here," Bajie muttered glancing around.

The group who was looking for a place to rest for the night groaned. They were at an actual inn, somewhere with beds and possibly blankets and no one was there to let them in! Wukong felt his jaw tighten, he was getting more and more annoyed at the group around him. Macaque was NOT heloing his annoyance either, he did not want to speak yo his fucking EX- husband at all. But he couldn't do anything about it while the circlet was still sround his FUCKING SKULL!

Wujing spoke up, "Then who is that?"

The group looked to where he was pointing. A head of white hair was laying on the counter, propped up by two white furry arms. A large hat covered his head if not for the hair sticking out around it, he wouldn't be very seen at all.

Macaque was the first to notice something odd, his shadow there was something different about it. His shadow wasn't like any he had seen on anyone else, his shadow... it was like his own! A pocket of space that swirled thickly with magic, and under complete control of the person it belonged to.

How did he have shadow magic?

He didn't get to say anything before his pain in the ass ex-husband jumped foreward. "Hello! We need rooms!"

His shout was met with an annoyed grunt, the man lifted his head and the whole group froze. A dark purple flared mask surrounded two bright golden eyes. A thick stripe of purple began at his lip and trailed down his chin. Six deep purple, lotus shaped ears fanned out as he proped his head in his hand.

"Is that so? You don't need to shout about it," he grumbled before letting out a loud yawn, showing off his sharp teeth.

"How many rooms will it be? Theres-" his ears fluttered before he continued, "six of you. So two rooms would be enough."

The group was too stunned to respond, this young man roughtly 20 looking looked just like Macaque. Aside from his ear and eye color, he looked like the spitting image of him. He raised a brow when he didn't get a response.

"Well. Do you want rooms or not?" He asked, snapping his teeth in annoyance a habit he picked up from his aunt.

"... who are you?" Wukong was the first to speak, anger building in his chest along with awe and shock. It was his eyes, the same eyes that matched his own. There was no way, it was impossible.

"The name is Tao, now a room or not? If you aren't here for a room then would you kindly LEAVE?" He growled before yawning again.

"No! We... we need a room. It's just surprising to see a monkey demon in these parts," Macaque spoke up, walking closer examining the shimmering fur and the bright eyes.

He didn't have a child, and the only one he'd ever been with... no she had died... right? Yes she was, it's possible that he was born from a storm like himself, or maybe from a stone like Wukong. There was that bright shimmering sun magic within him after all. Even if it was far less than the overwhelming amount of highly UNSTABLE shadow magic. Had he not been training? Does he realise what happens to those with unstable shadows!?

"Hmm? Riiiight... I suppose me and my brother are the only ones around," Tao nodded with an exadurated sigh.

The group was silent, awkwardly shuffling until Tao tossed them a set of keys. They were quick to file away to the rooms that Tao told them to go to. Macaque and Wukong hestitated for a moment, both wanting to talk but decided to wait... they needed to talk to him when the other wasn't around.

No one noticed Tao's sneer, his eyes darkening on the back of the two monkey demons. He had recognized them immediately, and rage swelled in his chest at the sight of them.

"Bao, keep mom in Spirit’s town until I tell you otherwise. We have unwanted pests" he muttered, knowing his voice would reach his brother. The wind never failed to give him the information when his name was spoken.

He would wait until they left. He wasn't going to start needless fighting but he wasn't going to just sit back if they did anything stupid. He would protect his mother from THEM no matter what.

[littlelioncub43]

Ok but babying Eddie after a long day at work is the thot. (Be gentle, this is my first attempt at writing a fic in years 🪦)

He's been pulling longer and longer shifts down at the garage, wanting to make just a little more money so he can take care of you. He hates being away from you for so long, but he hates the idea of making you pay for things even more.

You hear the front door of your shared apartment close followed by his keys landing haphazardly in the bowl. He kicks his boots off and hangs his leather jacket up with heavy limbs before practically stomping down the hall to the couch. Just from the sound of his footsteps you can tell he's especially tired.

"Hey, baby," you coo to him in a gentle voice, smiling as he makes a tired little sound and beelines to lay his head in your lap. "Long day?" You ask as you start to rub his back in slow circles, noticing how his eyes shut to bask in the tenderness of your touch.

"Mmhmm... so many broken cars... too many, one might say," he responds in a tired voice and sighs. "And my hands hurt."

"Aww, I'm sorry, honey," you smile as you baby him, starting to lightly scratch his back the way he likes which earns you a pleased groan of relaxation. You love when he's like this, it's adorable how pouty and sweet he can get when he's tired. The guilt of seeing how worn out he is makes you want to dote on him, so you do. "Do you wanna go shower? You'll feel better when you're all cleaned up."

"Mm..." Eddie whines and wrinkles his nose at the thought of getting up right now.

"I can wash your hair for you?" You offer with a smile, your hand still scratching his back.

Now, that gets his attention.

"With your shampoo?" He peeks an eye open to look up at you.

"Sure," you say through a soft giggle, watching as a wide grin spreads across his face.

"I suppose I could go for a shower."

[thesacredfanfics]

When you and Atsumu go to sleep, he loves being the little spoon because he loves to be in your arms, it makes him feel special to be taken care of and cuddled by you.

He usually becomes the big spoon when you move away from him or want to change position, then he'll wake up and pout at the loss of contact and hug you from behind to be near you again, and goes back to sleep peacefully.

[redz0nez9]

CHRIS sturniolo pt 23. I NEED him to throw me around like a rag doll 🥵🙂

[tilly-death]

Any fic for sculked cub?

Pairing: Sculk! Scientist! Cubfan135 x M! Husband! Reader

Includes: horror elements, angst, ambiguous ending, slight manipulation, written slightly ooc on purpose, yandere

Words: 1.8k

A/N: okay, i know this probably isn’t what you wanted, you probably wanted something sweet or something, but hey, most of the works I write (outside of fanfic) are horror related. If you don’t like it, I’ll write something else for ya just lmk >:D I really love how this turned out btw

His lab was dark when you arrived. Confusion bubbled in your chest as you glanced around the dark halls. The door was unlocked, but where was everyone? If everything was still open and accessible, there had to be at least one person left in the building, and you knew your husband had yet to leave work. In fact, he hadn’t been home in two days. So, where was he? 

You trailed through the dark halls of the facility, peering into rooms quickly to look for Cub. Fear crept into you as you glanced around. You had never been a huge fan of the dark, but the sterilized white walls made it almost worse. You felt as if you were walking through a hospital during a horror movie. You pushed past your irrational fears- finding Cub was your first priority. 

There was a noise in a room in front of you, something moving, like a desk chair. There was a dull blue light pulsating from the room. You moved slowly, terrified that something was going to jump at you. The light you saw only dimmed as you got closer, as if sensing someone was coming near. When you got within a certain distance of the doorway, your footsteps made the light flash angrily. You stopped. A noise akin to a shriek escaped the room. Your heart was pounding now. You could feel the tension in the air. A shadow passed by the doorway in front of the light. You held your breath, eyes wide as you stared, nerves consuming you.

“Who’s out there? This is a private facility.”

Your fear slowly ebbed away as the familiar voice graced your ears. You sighed out in relief. However, despite knowing it was your husband, anxiety and unease picked at the back of your skin, almost telling you not to move forward. Ignoring those feelings, you stepped forward. As you stepped, there was another flash and a second shriek type noise.

“Cub?” You called out softly. A third shriek. A third flash. The shadow in front of the light paused. You took a deep breath and headed towards the door, ignoring the flashing blue light and the shrieks. You rounded the corner of the doorframe and glanced inside. The room was dark, of course. But it was almost… darker than the rest of the building. The windows were covered with black vines, as was the floor and the ceiling. The walls were caked in the stuff, too. The black vines pulsated with a tinge of blue light, as if beating like a heart. Your eyes trailed around the room as your heart rate spiked.

You almost glanced over him, standing in the corner, wearing full black. You could barely see his outline against the dark walls. You took a step forward, stepping on a vine. The vine itself let out a loud shrieking noise, coiling away from you. Your breath hitched.

“Stay where you are.” Cub’s voice called out. You glanced up to where he was again, swallowing thickly and nodding slowly despite the fact that he was faced away from you. You watched for a moment in silence, waiting for him to move or talk or do… anything other than stand there, facing the wall. “Why did you come here?”

There was something… off about his voice. An edge of something unfamiliar tainting the comfort his voice usually brought you. Instead of comfort, you felt a wave of unease wash over you, coating your heart as it beat faster. “You haven’t been home in a few days.” You said, willing your voice not to shake. You couldn’t decipher what was so wrong about the scene in front of you. “I wanted to check on you. Make sure you were okay.”

He didn’t say anything. It was quiet in the room again. You could hear a low thrumbing, seemingly coming from the vines coating every surface in the room. Then, he turned to face you. The darkness shielded his face from you and you couldn’t see anything except the bright blue eyes peering at you. Your brows furrowed. His eyes were not blue. His eyes didn’t shine in that sinister fashion. He was different now, it seemed. Your breath hitched as he tilted his head.

“You needn’t worry about me.” He said. His voice was the same but different. Still making your heart speed up, but not in the way he used to. “I have discovered something revolutionary.” You swallowed thickly once more. Nerves made your body shake as you tried to take a step forward. “Stop.” He commanded. You froze, quickly putting your leg back where it had been a second ago. “You can leave, just don’t walk forward.”

His voice was void of any emotion. It was weird. You had never heard him like this before. So… bleak.

“You- You’re not-” You didn’t know what to say. What kind of questions would you even ask him? How could you navigate this situation? You wracked your brain before turning. He let out a low hum as you navigated to the door. Your hand reached up the wall. Your face scrunched up as you felt the horrendous texture of the black veins running up the wall. Your fingers felt around until you found the light switch.

“Wait, no, don’t-” The light came on. There was a loud screech. You turned and looked at your husband. Your heart sank. His skin was inky and he had blue stars shimmering over his entire body. His eyes narrowed at you as you stepped back in horror at the sight. “Turn it off.” You didn’t move, too terrified at the man in front of you. You heard a creeping noise and, out of the corner of your eye, you saw one of the vines creep over and situated itself over the light switch, switching it off. 

“What happened to you?” Your voice came out in a stark whisper. Your mind reeled with images of the man you loved, now spotted with ebony and shimmering lights. “We- We need help. I can-” You swallowed, “I can call Gem to come in early, she can help. She- She’s been working on a similar subject to you, right? Surely, she knows how to reverse… whatever this is.”

His voice came out low, “There’s nothing to fix. I’m fine, dear.” There was emotion, this time. He sounded like himself again, at least. But his words were wrong. How could he think this was fine? “I’m better than fine, really! I’ve accomplished something magnificent.”

“You- This isn’t you, Cub. You can’t just- what even is that?”

His eyes squinted in the darkness, “Sculk. It’s chosen me as its host.”

Your brain couldn’t focus on anything, the panic made everything fuzzy. “Host? What are you- What are you talking about?”

He stepped forward. “My experiments are a success. Everything I have ever done has led to this moment. And we can do this together!” Your breath caught in your throat. What did he mean by that? Before you could voice your concerns, he spoke again. “My husband, you have been so patient with me while I’ve worked on this. I have been working towards this point for years and finally, finally I have done it!”

He was speaking weirdly again. His tone kept shifting. He didn’t talk like himself. He wasn’t himself, and you voiced just that. “This isn’t you. This is… whatever this is corrupting your brain or something. We can just call Gem and everything will be fine.” You were trying to convince yourself more than him at this point. “I- I’ll go get her! We can- You can stay here, and I’ll go get Gem so she can help us.”

The door behind you slammed shut. You jumped, running to the door and trying to pry it open. The inky vines slowly moved over the door, making sure it wouldn’t be able to be opened. Your breathing quickened as you spun around to face your husband again. You hadn’t heard him move, but he was closer now. Your hands shook as you stared at him, meeting him in those unfamiliar eyes. This wasn’t Cub. It couldn’t have been.

Your Cub would never let you go to sleep angry. Your Cub would take care of you when you were sick, even if he had said the night before he was going into the lab. Your Cub would take you to fancy dinners that the two of you could barely afford on birthdays and anniversaries. How could this be your Cub?

“You’re thinking. I can tell. You always bite your lip when you think.” You didn’t realize you had been biting your lip, but he was right. When you thought, or even as a nervous tic, you would bite your lip. You pushed it out from between your teeth, sucking in a deep breath. He still knew you. Maybe the real Cub was inside this inky black creature. His head tilted to the side again, surveying you. “What’s on your mind, darling? This is a good thing. A revolutionary thing. I have spent my entire life working up to this moment!”

Your eyes trailed over his body again, taking in the inky abyss that was his skin. You wondered how long he had been turning into this. Did it start yesterday when he didn’t come home? Or had it started sooner and you just hadn’t noticed? The thought made you sick.

“Cub.” Your voice shook. “This is not a good thing. You- You’re different. We need to get someone to help you. Let me help you.” 

He barked a laugh, “No. Let me help you. Join me. You’re my husband, I wouldn’t dream of doing this without you. This is amazing. Like this, I’m resistant to fire, I don’t have to eat, or drink water! I’m practically unkillable!” Your eyes flashed with anxiety as you stared at him, slowly walking closer. Was he walking? Or was he gliding against the vines, as if he was a part of them? You couldn’t tell. “We can be immortal this way. We can be happy together, amazing even! We can be gods.”

You stepped back, your back hitting the door. “I- I don’t want to be a god. I just want to be me. And I want you to be you!” You pleaded with him. You yelped as you felt a vine circling your arm, pining you to the door. You tried with all your might to tug your appendage free to no avail. Your other arm got stuck. Then your legs. You felt the vines covering you. Cub came closer, his eyes manic as he dragged them over the substance enveloping you.

“I am me. And you will be you. We can be us together.” He murmured softly. His hand moved up. You flinched. He didn’t stop, using his hand to gently move a hair from your face. His hand trailed to cup your cheek. “Just like we always have been. Our bond will be stronger than ever.”

[nix-writes-mcyt]

I saw that you opened requests and I just had to send this in!

I've requested this before to someone else but I love seeing others interpretations, feel free to ignore :]]

Can I get something with Sculk! CubFan? Maybe just some fluff with the reader being concerned for his health with all the Sculk over his body. I'm so normal about Sculk Cub I swear.

Honestly.. I'm normal about Cub too. I promise. 100% normal. Yep... Anyway, this was fun. It was really refreshing to write and I hope you enjoy it!

Come Home

Oneshot Contains: Spooky setting, fluff --------------------

Rain pummels the small umbrella you hold over your head. You've somehow managed to not get entirely soaked through, which is what you'd expected. That's the one thing you're grateful for right now.

Hurriedly, you make your way towards the museum. You hadn't wanted to go out today, not in this weather, but an emergency tip had made up your mind.

The tip concerned your partner, who you haven't seen in some time. He's been busy collecting things to go in the museum. You know better than to distract him from projects.

The two of you have still been speaking through your communicators, but from the sounds of things Cub has been hiding from you.

As you reach the bottom steps of the museum thunder cracks nearby. You roll your eyes. Timing.

You climb the stairs and put down your umbrella before pushing open the door. Inside it's as dark as it is outside, only lit by candles.

That makes sense given so much of the power is down, but it's quite the shift from the only other time you've been in the museum.

You're used to the bright lights, the way all the displays are spotlighted. The large windows flooding the rooms with sunlight. Today those are not an option.

You carefully make your way around the museum, not wanting to break anything valuable in the dark. "Cub?" You call into the darkness, hoping he will find you first.

You're slow moving around, every crack of thunder makes you feel more tense. The candles really don't do a good job of lighting your way, but you do notice a small trail of skulk on the floor. It glitters in the darkness, lighting a path for you to follow.

You don't know where it goes, but nothing else is highlighted. It's all you have to go off of.

Through the cracks of thunder you swear you hear footsteps. "Cub?" You call again. Silence. Then thunder.

Every fiber of your being at this point is tense. Every step you take cautious. You move as silently as you can, not wanting to disturb whatever you can hear moving in the dark.

You get the feeling you're not moving quite silently enough. You stop, so do the other set of footsteps. A clap of thunder goes off somewhere nearby, followed shortly by a purple flash.

The extra light doesn't last long, but it illuminates a silhouette near the window. "Cub?" You try again, creeping that way.

As you get closer you see the figure. An armour stand. Your muscles relax, allowing you to let out a breath you didn't realise you were holding.

Your attention turns back to the glittering trail of skulk which leads you further into the museum.

The footsteps continue, you think it must be an echo. When you stop they stop, so that must be it. You wouldn't think with all the items in the museum that it would echo, but hey, what other option is there? Well.. you'd rather not think about that.

The rain seems to somehow be coming down even harder outside, the volume having increased significantly. The thunder is louder too. The storm must be right overhead now.

At this point you're unsure how far into the museum you are, what you've passed. All Your bearings are gone save for the skulk.

There is more of it now, not just one small trail but numerous that keep melting into one another.

You follow them into what seems to be a hallway, there are trails coming from illuminated rooms either side of you. This room also has no windows, and it's too dark to see what's on the walls.

Following the skulk it takes you to a door on the far left. The door is ajar, you can see the room is pitch black. Or rather you know it is because you can't see anything.

In a moment of genius you move into the room across from the dark one and take a lit candle and it's holder as to not burn your hands. Moving back into the hall you see the art now, it's possibly the least spooky thing you can think of. Hot guy merch as far as you can see.

You just shake your head and push into the darkness of the room.

There is skulk everywhere, so much of it that you can see the outline of the desk and the chair that sit in the center. "Cub?" You try once again.

The door closes behind you, the sudden movement in air flow managing to put out your only source of light.

You can feel yourself starting to panic, footsteps that definitely are not yours nor are echos of yours. Your heart races.

You see something come into view. It's skulk, that you're sure of. But you can't make out the shape. You have no idea what it is you're looking at.

"Are you there Cub?" You ask the darkness. "I'm here." He finally replies.

You're relived to know you're here with him. The sound of his voice relaxes you tremendously. You've missed it.

"Can I see you?" "No." His response is instant. "I don't want you to see me like this." You frown, not that he can see it.

"Why not?" "There was an accident. I'm not the same now. I'll scare you away." You can hear the sadness in his voice, you can feel it in yourself as well.

"Cub," your voice is soft, sympathetic almost, but loving, "there is no change that could happen to you that would scare me away. I married you for a reason." "Not for this."

"Show me, please." Cub sighs at your request. He's still soft for you, he always has been.

A spark, then a flame as he lights a single candle before you. In the low light you can still see him as he is. You realise quickly that the skulk shape that you saw moving in the dark is actually a part of Cub, where the substance has taken over his body.

"It started some time ago, just a small patch I could cover, but it grew. Xisuma and I worked on a cure as it got worse and it worked. Unfortunately we haven't found a way to reverse it." He doesn't look at you, not even near you.

You study him, other than the skulk on his skin he still looks like your Cub, sounds like him. "This is why you've not come home." You say quietly. He nods. "I didn't know if you'd still love me like this. I didn't want to return until we found a way to return me to normal."

"And if that had never happened?" You ask. He shakes his head. "That wasn't an option." Losing you, to him, was not an option. It never was. He'd have come back eventually, although you wish he hadn't gone in the first place.

The silence between the two of you is comforting, just being in each others presence enough to keep you both relaxed as thunder rumbles through the building. You know what you want, the same thing you have wanted for ages now.

"I miss having the man I married in my life. Will you come home?" You ask Cub quietly. He doesn't answer you straight away, he doesn't even look entirely sure he should be considering it.

You know you'll respect his answer regardless. If he chooses to stay here then you'll just have to come see him often, no matter how much you don't want that to happen, it's possible it will.

He sighs deeply, finally bringing himself to look you in the eye. "I'll come home."

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Curious question here:

how would the warlords take it if alternatively, when reader first met them as cubs she was pregnant but even she didn't know that? Like how they would be before and after they developed feelings for her?

Or how would it be if after they get married and stuff when she gets sent back to her time line turns out she be pregnant with one of their child?

Ooh now this one is a fun one!

If she was pregnant beforehand, they would love the child immensely. While it wasn't theirs to begin with, they would have seen how much she loves it.

Though you better hope the father isn't in the picture because if he is... he might not be for much longer. Correction he would NOT be for much longer. The Monkey duo would go out of their way to make it look like an accident, but they will make sure that the father is dead. Of course, they'll be there to comfort you when the time comes.

And as this is a fictional world I believe there would be ways to pass on powers and such to others. They would give the child small bits of powers until they were able to use those powers well. So they would have a little mini Reader to care for as their own cub.

If the child is born before they start transferring power it would 100 percent chance the would be human. While if Reader was still pregnant when they began giving them power? There would be a chance for them to become a monkey demon/demoness. VERY SMALL CHANCE but a chance none the less.

Of course, they'll want to give the child a few siblings, too. Which means that the child would not at all have to fear for their life, they would have two warlords protecting them!

They want to take every chance to claim the child as theirs. Human or not, they are of your blood and are just so precious! So small and of adorable.

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Now if Reader gets pregnant and goes home? Hehe I have quite a few ideas on how they would react to THAT!

First of all, the cub would probably absorb powers from both of them. Simply due to how strong their powers are, the cubs would be very strong. They would more than likely look much more like one of them than both of them, of course. She would love and support the cub with or without the help of her warlord husbands.

She would probably get sent back to the JTTW world before she has the child or children. But it would have been decades in the other world, while she would have only been gone a few months for her. Depending on when she returns definitely depends on how this is handled.

At the beginning of JTTW? She would probably ask Spirit for help (This is the only time she wouldn’t start the journey out with Tripitaka) Instead the pilgrims would probably find her while they’re traveling. They would meet her when the cubs are a few months or about a year old. Needless to say, Wukong and Macaque coo and love their cubs. (Setting aside their argument for a moment in their journey)

If it’s after JTTW and during the LMK part? Hehe~ Well that depends on which way I go with JTTW but~

If I go with the route of Mk being raised by the warlords (in which Mk was born from the stone egg and is technically Wukong's brother), then they would still love their cubs. It would make it easier for them to learn about Reader, and it would for sure make it far faster. Their curious nature would make sure of that.

In this route, Reader would have twins because I have the perfect cub ocs for this! Bao and Tao.

These two mischief causing twins are chaos incarnate (almost).

Both are born with six beautiful ears, Bao’s are shades of purple with the darkest shade on the top. While Tao has shades of red in his ears, with the darkest on the top.

Sun Bao is reckless and impulsive just like his dad. He likes to get into all kinds of trouble without much thought, he‘ll jump around and doesn’t know the definition of quiet. This boi is LOUD (Though not as loud as his younger sister is going to be), he will shout and yell all he wants without much thought until his brother pulls on his ear to shut him up. (Tao does this a LOT).

Even though Bao acts more like Wukong than Macaque he looks almost just like Macaque. He has pure white fur, a dark purple face mask and of course his six ears. The only thing he really inherited from Wukong other than his personality were his striking golden eyes, untainted from the Samaudi fire so they are pure gold.

Now Sun Tao on the other hand is the opposite of his brother. He is quiet, calm and likes to think things through before he causes havoc. He likes to plan how to play pranks on people and decide who based on the actions they make.

Tao has deep golden fur that covers his body, with the same dark red face mask as his dad and the six ears like Macaque. He also inherited his dad’s dark golden eyes, so some that don’t see his ears might actually mistake him for Wukong. (Which depending on his age, and if he’s known of WILL use this to his advantage… until Wukong hears and looks for the imposter)

I did use this post as an excuse to talk about my chaos twins didn’t I? Hehe~ Love these two. They are jokesters and love to see how many pranks they can play before someone finds them out. Which of course leads to their reveal.

Now when I say that they will make it easier for Wukong and Macaque to find Reader. This is for both if she is pregnant with them or if they are already born. While they have a hard time tracking Reader due to her being from another world… how can they not sense THEMSELVES!

Feeling the familiar magic makes it all the easier to track Reader down and capture her for themselves. The pure unbridled excitement and joy is exhilarating! They can’t wait for the little ones to come into the world. And if Reader thinks she can escape again? Well… she better think again.

Wukong and Macaque just better not do something stupid to get themselves trapped for whatever reason where they can’t get to Reader. But can SENSE their children. The devastation they would feel would be worse than under the mountain.

I hope you enjoyed the answer to this!! I have thought about this MANY times.

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