#cursed warlords lmk au

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Warlord Wukong: Hello my Queen

Reader: *Looks around confused when she sees no one other than Macaque and Wukong* I thought he was your warrior- *You manage to stumble out your words*

Warlord Macaque: I am The Monkey King's Shadow, his Warrior and his fellow King.

Reader: But he just called you his Queen.

Warlord Wukong: No I called you my Queen.

Reader: *Stares in confusion* I think you hit your head too hard... I'm not your Queen.

Warlord Macaque: You will be once we get married~

Reader: *Instantly flustered* WHAT!? No I'm not marrying anyone!

Warlord Wukong: Oh our sweet little mate~ You don't really have a choice...

Reader: *Flustered embarrassment turns to fear and anger* Excuse me!?

Warlord Macaque: What my loving husband means is that we are courtnapping you. Once you arrive on Flower Fruit Mountian, you will be our mate and our Queen.

Reader: *Slowly tries to back away but there's no where she can go in the small cave she had found herself in when she woke up after a demon attack*

Warlord Wukong: You'll love it, I promise.

Reader: Listen, I'm sure you're both really nice men, but I'm not interes- Ahhh!

The next thing you know your tossed over Wukong's shoulder. He doesn't care about your kicking and screaming as he carries you away.

Reader: Let me go!

Warlord Macaque: he'll let you go once we get home, love. Until then you should stop screaming it might attract... attention~ And not from those humans you value so much.

You felt a shiver down your spine at the threat. No the warning of the other demons that inhabited the forest that you were entering. They were courtnapping you and there was nothing you could do about it!

Random idea dump. Can't say I'm totally happy with it but I'm sharing it anyways.

Feel free to Reblog if you want to add to this!

Comments are also appreciated ❤️

[the-6-eared-shadow-girl]

I’m writing a fanfiction on Wattpad about a really good AU! The AU belongs to @phoenixeclipse-lmkau

[qwimblenorrisstan]

Trophy | 141 x Reader

Day 15: Fantasy AU w/ Task Force 141

Summary: When the MacTavish Clan raids a neighboring clan who grew a bit too bold, they don’t expect to find the feisty, beaten wife of the other clan’s chief.

Word Count: ~1.2k

Warnings: Violence, blood, implied abuse, death, implied rape, kidnapping

A/N: well this was supposed to be fluff, but I hope you enjoy regardless, lmk what you think<3

Requests are open!

The MacTavish Clan had been preparing for a raid on a neighboring clan that kept pushing boundaries, with local women disappearing into the night with no explanation at all, weapons disappearing, and footsteps discovered that weren’t of the style of shoe anyone within the clan wore, and that was among the less suspicious things.

The most talented and local blacksmith, Simon, known for his welding mask in a skull shape, had been honing the weapons for it.

Johnny, the leader of the Clan, had been discussing plans with Price, the leader of their men, and Gaz, his advisor. The general idea was simple, keep it undercover as long as possible, or until signs of their missing women and supplies were found, then they would go loud, letting every other man flood in.

Plunder what they could from the Gravison Clan, take their resources, and lives, and maybe take a few women from them in retaliation.

A few hours later, things were progressing smoothly, Price having infiltrated their walls under the cover of darkness, most men settling down for the night already, when the warlord discovered just what he’d been expecting in a large boat just offshore: the women of the MacTavish Clan bound and gagged in the storage compartment in the bottom.

One flaming arrow was shot into the sky, and just like that, every man from the Clan was flooding the Gravison Clan’s walls and defenses, slaughtering everyone they found save for the women and children, hunting down their leader, going through every house and home, Johnny wanting the kill for himself.

When he finally found the man, cowering inside a large home, he slit his throat after distributing more than a few hits to his body, and more than a few barked insults and curses at him.

The man’s head was soon put on a pike to be displayed, a sign of warning.

But what he hadn’t expected to find was a feisty woman, the wife of the Gravison Clan’s leader, fighting more than even her husband had, yelling and hissing and cursing at Johnny as he grabbed her, throwing her over his shoulder even as she kicked and clawed, nails drawing a bit of blood. It wasn’t often he took a prize from his battles, but you were intriguing, he’d never seen a woman with so much fight.

“Quit yer yappin’, woman.”

He grumbled as you pounded at his back, cursing him out so severely that the Devil himself would blush. The smell of smoke was thick in the air as huts and buildings were burned, leaving behind ashy remnants of what had been of the Clan.

Burnt bones crunched beneath his feet as he walked back to what had been of the gates, approaching his short, sturdy horse, hopping on in one smooth movement, one hand gathering both reigns as Price joined him on his own horse, following as Johnny took point back to the MacTavish Clan’s lands.

His warlord only raised a brow at the yelling woman thrown over his shoulder but didn’t question it, the ride silent back to their lands as your throat eventually grew too raw to keep screaming, body shivering from the cold and the exhaustion quickly seeping deep into your bones. Whether you had fallen asleep or passed out was lost on him, but he didn’t care either way, Price only spoke once he was sure your breathing had fallen into a deeper rhythm indicating unconsciousness.

“Didn’t take you as one to take a prize mare.”

Price commented, carefully eying his Chief, trying to read his mood based on the little tells. Johnny shrugged.

“Not a prize mare, just felt different about this one.”

And that was that. The conversation had ended, Price only giving a little grunt in return before they continued on the path home.

When they finally arrived, they had plenty of work to do.

~

When you woke, you first registered the pounding headache between your eyes, the loud sounds outside of work being done, people shouting, wood being sawed, and metal being hammered, only adding to your discomfort.

You tried to sit up, quietly groaning, leaning against the wall behind you.

It was a wonder you weren’t dead yet, honestly. But maybe that was part of their game, maybe they would just give you a glimmer of hope only to slaughter you like cattle, or turn you into a sex slave, or just an object to take their anger out on. It wouldn’t surprise you.

Your clothes had been changed. From the thin nightgown you’d worn the night earlier, now to a thin white smock, a strap dress sewn together at the sides hanging nearby.

Splotchy bruises were spread across your skin from the night earlier, though you couldn’t tell if they were from the other Chief, or your husband’s hands nights ago. They felt tender when you brushed a hand against them as if someone had rubbed against them.

You were in what seemed to be a separate section of a longhouse, a lit torch burning mildly as it hung from the mud and stone walls. Your eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness that still prevailed in the room, just as you heard a door creak, scrambling away as a man with honey-brown skin and short, tightly curled hair stepped in.

“Easy, I’m not here to hurt you.”

He said, offering a small smile that would’ve been reassuring in any other predicament. There was a platter in his hands, looking as if it was made of terracotta, a small roasted bird resting on it as he stepped further in, shutting the door behind him.

You watched warily as he set the plate down on one end of the bed you were in, moving to lean against a wall opposite the bed. He watched as you slowly picked the plate up, glancing at the food, before pulling the wing part off with cracked nails, taking a bite, and reluctantly deciding it was delicious.

“I’m Kyle, but everyone calls me Gaz. You are..?”

You looked him dead in the eye, chewing your bite of food, dead stare unnerving him slightly, before you swallowed, a flicker of pain in your eyes from how your throat ached until you finally responded.

“Y/N.”

You croaked out, and he nodded, but frowned slightly, giving you a glance over, before his gaze went back to your face.

“I'll be honest, I wasn’t expecting you to be so docile, considering you just watched your husband die by our Chief’s hand—“

“Good.”

Your raspy voice interrupted, eyes boring into his as you took another bite of the meat, and you watched his brows furrow for a moment. You shifted in the bed slightly, moving to pull your knees to your chest, plate balancing on your knee as the smock was pulled up slightly, showcasing one of the nastier bruises on your thigh.

His eyes darted to the bruises, quickly piecing things together as he carefully spoke his next few words.

“Your husband wasn’t a good man, was he?”

You shook your head, and he gave a little thoughtful nod, getting up, opening the door, walking out, closing it while muttering to himself. You managed to hear only a quiet,

“Bloody hell,”

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@hawke1917

@flufftober

[mitskicodedwukong]

im obsessed with qoffm, i’ve been reading it since like the third chapter came out ? and i was scrolling thru the lmk reader insert tags on here, and was like, “hm, i really like this persons fics on here”, opened ur intro post and YELLED when i saw that u were the qoffm author lolol

just wanted to say that i love ur writing so much, wish only the best for u – especially since u keep dragging me back into the lmk/jttw fandom lol <3

this is so kind of you, but i'm fairly certain you unfortunately have me mixed up with someone else! i think you may be talking about the author of the Cursed Warlord AU (@phoenixeclipse-lmkau) or the Queen of FFM AU by Centryberry, but you also might be thinking of an AU i just don't know/haven't seen yet.

this is the only thing i made for my AU, which needs to be updated:

no writing yet, unfortunately.

i hope you stick around but also i hope you find the author deserving of your praise 💕!!

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Art made by @miifu666

Posted both these, so I have a direct link to them from the archive of our own. Since Ao3 doesn't want to let the pictures stay.

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

AHHH!! I LOVE IT!

They look awesome! Omg so beautiful!

The scars and the pendents! I love it all! So gorgeous! More drawings!! The warlords look awesome!

@miifu666 , look at this! Isn't it so pretty!?

One of my current favorite Tumblr people posted their designs for their Warlords AU

Sun Wukong and Six-Eared Macaque in their AU. Probably the most motivated I felt for art in a while.

@phoenixeclipse-lmkau Is who the designs belong to by the way!! Love your work!! 💖

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Brain Dump~

Wukong: When we get back the island is going to be full of new cubs.

Macaque: That is what happens atound this time of year... we won't get a moment of peace until they are all scented *slightly annoyed*

Wukong: Oh relax my love~ the troop needs to know we accept them.

Macaque: That’s the ONLY reason I deal with it *Eyeroll*

Wukong: But this time Reader will be with us! She's going to look so cute surrounded by cubs!

Macaque: How likely is she to actually let the cubs meet her.

The duo thought about it for a moment... VERY.

>>>

You were holding a small cub in your arms, his mother standing next to you as you cooed at the baby. You weren’t sure why, but the entire day you had been surrounded by monkey demonesses who handed you their babies. Not that you were complaining the cubs were ARORABLE!

A new mother: Soo do you like him?

Reader: Of course! He is adorable!

You didn't notice the wave of relief that fell off of the woman's shoulders. You didn't notice the tension in the air that had been their since the first cub was born was vanishing.

After all the monkey demonesses knew their kings accepted all new cubs. But it was the first year of YOU being Queen. They had no idea if you would find fault in any of the cubs. With how their kings adored you, would they reject a cub if you did?

It was a moment before you handed the cub back to the cheerful mother. You only had about a moment of free hands before you were handed yet another cub.

>>>

Wukong and Macaque: Maybe we should give Reader, her OWN adorable cub~

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Brain Dump

Wukong: My love please it's not so bad here, we can get you anything you want!

Macaque: Just tell us and we'll get it to you.

Reader: *Pissed off* I want a vanilla cold brew with chocolate and caramel drizzle!

Wukong and Macaque: What?

Reader: A vanilla cold brew with chocolate and caramel drizzle. Nothing else! *storms off*

Wukong: the fuck is that?

Macaque:... I have no fucking clue.

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Wukong: See, we didn't kill the entire village, I think we deserve a reward~

Reader: Half the village is destroyed!

Macaque: Yeah, but not all of it... so where are our kisses!?

Reader: You think I'm giving you kisses!?

Wukong: Well, that or we could just fuck~

Reader: What!?

Macaque: Rough and raw~

Reader: WHAT!?!?!?!?

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Oh, oh, pretty! I do think that she was drawn a tiny bit too tall, but it's hard to tell. But regardless, she's pretty! Thank you so much! 💗

You did such a good job!

fanart for @phoenixeclipse-lmkau and her OC the monkey demoness Spirit from her fic ; Cursed Warlords AU.

I hope you'll like it !

I don't remember seeing any description of Spirit's clothes, so I try to do something simple and practical to travel ( sorry if there was I must have missed it ).

+ Bonus desperate Spirit in front of some reader's decisions.

And Just to be clear clear clear Spirit entirely belong to phoenixeclipse-lmkau !!!

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

if wukong is the sun and Macaque is the moon, then reader is their shooting star. And even though they see it from afar, free and bright, they can still see her light, which provokes deep emotions in them and makes them want to catch her.

For the longest time Wukong saw himself as the sun. He was the sun to Macaque’s moon, and Macaque was the moon to his sun. The perfect couple in his opinion, he didn’t want nor need anything else.

And then you came into his life, at first it was only a fleeting moment for him. A few months where he met you and then you were gone. Like watching a shooting star streak across the sky. He mourned the loss of you and your warmth after that day. He, The Monkey KING missed a human woman. A precious, loving and adorable human woman.

Then by a stroke of fate, luck or something else you returned to him and Macaque. They couldn’t help but keep you close when they could. But even when they thought that there was nothing that could hurt you anymore, they still failed, they still lost you.

Time and time again, you would return to them and time and time again you would end up… gone. You were truly like a shooting star that was almost always just out of his reach. Just far enough that he couldn’t catch you.

But even so he would NEVER stop chasing his precious shooting star. The one that one day, he hoped would no longer leave, no longer run. The one that would be his and Macaque’s alone.

The Sun, The Moon and their Precious Shooting Star~

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Cursed Warlord AU - Reader & MK Talk

Might make this canon to au... Not sure yet. The scene just would not leave my head.

Summery: After the journey Reader is sent back to her world, and both of the warlords believe she is dead. They are married and raise Xiaotian when they find his egg, the small amount of chaos energy reminds them of Reader. And he has powers similar to both Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque.

He is able to convince his dads to let him live in the city. It takes years but he convinces them and works at Pigsy’s noodles meeting a young woman named Reader who is now his co-worker. Someone who just moved into town a few months before him.

He gets into a fight with his dads about them wanting him to come back but he doesn’t want to live on the Mountian. Because of this he is sitting on top of the restaurant when Reader finds him.

“MK?” You call out in confusion when you first noticed his feet dangling off of the roof.

It had shocked you to see the young man curled up with a look of defeat across his face. His arms crossed over his chest as he pulled his knees up to his chest as you made your way out of his apartment window to get to him. You had to borrow a key from Pigsy just to get through the window.

“What do you want?” He grumbled not looking at you as he stared up at the night sky.

You remained silent for a moment before sitting down next to him. Looking down you noticed the fall would probably hurt so you crossed your legs and sat just a little bit away from the edge. You knew something was wrong but for the life of you, you couldn’t figure it out.

“Are you alright?” You questioned, looking out at the stars not wanting to pressure him.

“What do you care?” He bit back a frown setting on his face as he turned to face you, but it relaxed when he noticed how calm you looked.

“I care about my friends, and you’re my friend. We’ve been through quite a bit you know, you saved me from the Spider Queen, and you stopped that one demon from courtnapping me remember. Is it so confusing to think that I care about you?” You chuckled awkwardly unsure of what he meant with his question.

Mk’s eyes widened in shock, he hadn’t thought of that. Then a frown set back on his face, you only cared because he helped you. Why was that disappointing? His parents were right, they were the only ones who loved him unconditionally. No one else cared-

“Then again, I cared before then. You’re a cheerful person it’s no wonder that everyone cares about you so much,” You laughed fondly before finally looking him in the eyes.

His eyes were wide with shock, “Not everyone cares about me,” He finally bit back.

“That’s true, there will always be people that won’t care. Every person is different… but you do have a lot of people who care about you. Pigsy, Tang, Sandy, Mo, you’ve got Mei always hanging out with you, haven’t you also befriended Redson?” You teased about Redson causing Mk’s face to flush. You knew full well of the crush he developed on the Second Demon Bull Prince. “Redboy is also someone who has been hanging around without trying to kill anyone you know.”

“…Yeah. There are people who care,” He mutters lowly. “But why?”

You glanced at him before staring up at the stars again. You thought it over, the silence slowly becoming tense as Mk waited for a reason. Some real reason that people cared about him, that they would truly want to be his friend.

“I can’t say,” You respond finally and Mk felt his chest tighten, there was no good reason was there.

“Oh.”

“Well I can’t say why THEY care,” You emphasize before looking at him again with a smile.

Looking at you with a calm look he waited again, even though he wanted to run away so he didn’t have to listen to any more of this. It hurt, he didn’t want to listen about what he did to EARN their affection. He just wanted to be loved for who he was, he wanted people to care for him without them asking for something in return. But regardless he couldn’t bring himself to move so he sat there listening to you speak. Each word made him freeze.

“I can tell you why I care though. I care because you’re you. I care because you’re MK. I care because you are a good person. I care because no matter what I know you try to do what is right even when others try to push you down or push you in a different direction,” You explain hoping that he could feel the sincerity of your words.

He stared at you wide eyes for a moment before asking, “But- But what if I wasn’t a good person? What if I got pushed down? What if I got sent the wrong way?”

“Why does that matter?” You asked in response after a moment of silence.

“What? Why would it not matter?” He bit back tears flooding his eyes.

“It doesn’t matter because you ARE a good person. Because you GET BACK UP when you get pushed down. Because you turn around when you get pushed the WRONG WAY. Mk listen life is full of ups and downs, there will always be something that will test you in one way or another. I don’t know what is going on but… no matter what, you know I care about you. Even if you don’t KNOW that, I do, I care about you just like your other friends care about you,” You hope that’s the right thing to say, even though it didn’t make complete sense… You weren’t very good at this were you?

Mk stared at you thinking, what was wrong? What was wrong was the fact his parents didn’t think he was old enough to live in the city. What was wrong was his parents wanting him to go back to the island. What was wrong is that they continued to try to protect him when he didn’t need it. He moved to the city to prove he could do SOMETHING for himself, and he had… he had done many things for himself. He fought the Demon Bull King, The Spider Queen, many other demons, he had made a living for himself, he had saved lives and he had survived against threats of all kinds.

Even after all that his parents still didn’t see him as an adult they still didn’t see that he was loved and cared for while actually getting the freedom to CHOOSE what he wanted to do. He could feel the tears building in his eyes, he knew that this had nothing to do with thinking that the others didn’t care for him, he knew they did. He just wanted his parents to see that as well.

“My parents… they want me to move back home,” He barely let out the whisper, letting out a choked sob, he didn’t want to go back. It hadn’t even been six months and they wanted him to come back. “But I don’t want to go back. I want to stay HERE.”

“Do- Do you not get along with your parents?” You begin with a frown, suddenly worried for his actual mental health.

“It’s not that! It… I just…They make me feel so trapped like I can’t do anything without them. But I can! I can do things without them… I just wish that they could see that,” He almost yelled trying to calm down while still being upset. “I-It almost makes me… hate them! I- I just don’t know what to do anymore!”

“… Have you told them that?” You asked curiously.

“What!? NO! I could never tell them any of that, they would never take it well. They… they wouldn’t even listen I’m sure,” He growled out thinking back to their last argument.

‘You wanted to see the city and you have, now it’s time to come home. Where it’s safe,’ his baba’s words echoed through his own glamoured six ears, he didn’t want to think about it. He just wanted them to listen to him for once!

You sat in silence for a moment before finally saying, “…How will you know if you don’t tell them?”

Mk didn’t respond at first as he took deep breaths. He wouldn’t know their reactions unless he actually said something would he? But these were HIS parents, the same ones who want him to train more, to stay by their side and become a warlord like them. He didn’t want that, he didn’t want to be a warlord, he wanted to be a hero, someone people would actually look at without fear or hatred.

“I just do… They just want me to stay with them like… like some child!”

“They want to protect you…” You muttered thinking back on your own experiences, when you were trapped, when you had no where you could turn to except for the ones who held you prisoner. You had been a Queen but you didn’t have freedom, and freedom was something that you valued highly in life. “But you feel trapped with how they do it? Is that right?”

“Something like that…” Mk curled up again silently letting some tears freely fall down his cheeks.

“I’ve been through that once…” You had been trying not to think about them, but how could you not? You had returned to the world they resided, one wrong move and they would find you. You had already left them three times and each time they got more and more desperate to keep you close. You weren’t sure how to tell Mk that, especially since his parents probably weren’t world dominating Warlords like your husbands were.

“You have?” Mk sounded disbelieving.

“Yeah… I… I was married once or still am… I think. Anyways, I was married and my husbands were… well they were powerful warriors and known far and wide. They hated when I would get in danger and every chance they got they would drag me back to their home. They didn’t want me to leave because they were afraid of what would happen,” You explained hoping to give him some comfort in knowing he wasn’t alone.

"So what? You think I should.... Just go back?" he asked slowly before scoffing.

"No. Nothing will excuse a person's actions. I'm saying that there are reasons, reasons that show how much they care about you. Maybe if you spoke with them and told them exactly how you feel... They might listen, after all they do care about you,” you said as you pulled him into a hug," May be they would listen to him like Sun Wukong and Macaque didn't listen to you.

MK thought about it, maybe just maybe they would listen to him. There was a chance, it was small, his parents never did like when he was in real danger. He just couldn't live his life on the island like he has been. He wanted...he craved...he needed freedom.

"Did you... What happened to your husbands?" MK finally asked.

"Well... It's a long story," you start but decide to sum it up, sort of. “But they think I'm dead.”

"What? Who are your husbands?"

"Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque."

As always comments and likes are greatly appreciated. Opinions? Send them my way. If you have criticism also let me know, just don’t be rude about it (Though I haven’t had any RUDE criticism. In fact all that I’ve gotten are helpful opinions which I greatly enjoy!)

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Brain Dump~ Wukong snaps (partially)

Spirit: You seriously think she LOVES YOU!? She has every right to hate- Gah!

Wukong's hand wraps around her throat as he holds her up. His words dark and filled with venom.

Wukong: I would suggest you stop talking to your KING like that. If not for your usefulness, you would be Dead.

Wukong drops Spirit as he glares down at her as she holds her throat, trying to regain her breath.

Wukong growls lowly: I have half a mind to kill you now anyway. I'm sure I can come up with a reason for your disappearance.

Spirit: You would dare do that to Reader-

Wukong: Try me Bitch

Macaque: Wukong back down, we don't need to upset Reader any more than we already have.

Wukong growls in annoyance: Fine, but remember this Spirit. I am in charge, I am the King, and you will show me respect otherwise... you'll never get to see MY WIFE again.

Spirit: Still holding her throat nods as the King storms away from her with furious eyes.

@mehiwilldoitlater and @miifu666 have already seen the beginning of this, but I decided to add just a 'little' more~

Also tagging @sleepingdramaqueen just because 😋

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

So, I have a thought about Spirit;

Spirit: This is my fabulous sister, Queen of Flower Fruit Mountain.

Reader: (waves)

Spirit: and these are her lame, don't deserve her, pathetic husbands.

Wukong & Macaque: hey now-

Like, Spirit taking advantage of being Reader's sister to be the most annoying in-law she can

Yaasss!! If and when the dust settles and if Reader actually accepts them. Yes this would totally happen, heck I can see so many scenarios where she would be like this.

Spirit does NOT like the two monkey demons who stole her sister away. The sheer number of times she will try to get her sister back is astounding.

Heck, she'd be like this even with MK. Since Reader is PROBABLY going to adopt him. Spirit would be the cool aunt who gives him anything he wants. Especially since she is not good with knowing what they actually need.

Anyways I love this idea sooo-

.....

The room was filled with demons and celestials alike, many coming to Flower Fruit Mountain in hopes of becoming allies or at least making sure they wouldn't be harmed by the Monkey King and his Warrior. Others simply came to meet the new Queen they have taken.

Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque were very well known to keep everyone they can away from their new mate. News had spread like wildfire at the news of the two taking on a mortal human woman as their mate. A few didn’t believe it others believed that this would be a great way to finding a weakness between the monkey king and his warrior. Some even speculated that one of them had cheated on the other, however none of that was true.

The room was filled with demons and celestials alike, many coming to Flower Fruit Mountain in hopes of becoming allies or at least making sure they wouldn't be harmed by the Monkey King and his Warrior. Others simply came to meet the new Queen they have taken.

Many glanced around trying to locate the only human within the midst and finally they did. A young maiden, dressed in a long dark red hanfu with vibrant gold embroidered throughout the fabric. Roses decorated your hair along with jewels that dangled beautifully around your head and through your hair.

Some attempted to approach you but all were sent away by the small monkey demoness that accompanied you. A dark furred one with floating hair and light grey eyes. The one known as Spirit, the daughter of one of the Monkey Kings generals. The only ones able to get closer were your husbands who were willing to just scoop you up into their arms.

Both monkey kings had increased their size while the festivities were taking place.

“Brother!” Sun Wukong loudly called out when none other than the Demon Bull King walked into the ballroom.

You felt a shiver run down your spine at the sheer sight of the mighty and huge demon before you. It was absolutely terrifying to see someone so huge. Your attention however was turned away to someone else. A woman with long black hair and deep black eyes, she was watching the Demon Bull King like a hawk. But then turned her attention to you.

“Hello, you must be the woman everyone has been speaking of,” She spoke elegantly as she walked up to you gracefully.

Spirit immediately bared her teeth and growled at her, “What do you want?”

“I merely wished to speak with the new Queen of the Mountian. My name is Princess Iron Fan, and yours?” Her eyes watched you calmly though they narrowed slightly as she waited for a response.

You didn’t know why she approached you, she was a celestial who had nothing to do with you. And if she was anything like they show which you weren’t sure if you should trust her. In fact based on everything you knew, you shouldn’t trust her.

“Reader, her name is Reader MY Fabulous and wonderful SISTER, The Queen of Flower Fruit Mountain,” Spirit answered for you, emphasizing the fact that you were siblings, sworn siblings but details. You also noticed how she spoke about you being Queen rather bitterly which wasn’t really surprising.

You waved awkwardly unsure of what to do when you felt two familiar presences behind you. Turning slightly you noticed your two husbands arrive, Wukong wearing his usual smirk and Macaque narrowing his eyes at the woman before them.

“And these are Readers completely useless, lame, and don’t deserve her pathetic husbands,” Spirit said smugly.

“Excuse me what did you just say?” Wukong growled but before attacking he was held back by his husband as Reader pulled Spirit to her side and sending him a stern look. Even while she shook with some fear.

So in tern yes Spirit will be the most annoying sister-in-law that these two monkey demons will ever have. Especially because she is the only in-law that they currently have. The reason for this is simple too, Sun Wukong and The Six Eared Macaque don’t have any ‘real’ family other than the monkeys on the mountain. All of which were all for them getting together and they all knew both of them before they got together. So they weren’t trying to learn about new people.

Thank you so much for this ask!! I greatly enjoy seeing people liking my content!

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

For some reason, I can’t help but picture the two warlords trying to talk the reader into eating a peach of immortality, and if the reader continues to refuse, they’re just like to heck with it and decide to sneak one into her food one day and end up, making her immortal and she doesn’t realize it until it’s too late 

Love this I do. And they have every intention of getting her to be immortal like they are. She can’t escape them even through death. They won’t allow it.

Now as for how they’ll get her to be immortal? There are two options that come to mind.

The first option being that they sneak it into her food. While she’s trapped on the island they are able to feed her whatever they want, getting her to actually eat it always depends on her mood though. There has been a few times she’ll reject the food that they offer. However the answer to that is quite simple, give the fruit to a cub and have the cub give it to her. With Reader’s bleeding heart she won’t be able to bring herself to reject the cub.

The second? HAHAHHA! Well let’s just say depending on the desperation that these yanderes have depends on how fast they want her to eat the fruit. In this case, they could just bite down into the fruit and feed it to her via a kiss. They won’t let their pretty wife leave them, no matter what she says about it. Though doing it this way may just get her pissed off, she does pack a mean punch (Not really, these two are too strong for her to actually hurt them)

“I’m not willing to lose you my darling~”

“As if we’d allow death to take you away from us~”

Short answer, yes they will definitely have to ‘fight’ to get her to be immortal. Reader doesn’t want immortality she just wants to go home back to her own world.

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Ask or QTC-

What if one day reader ended up having a nightmare, and when she woke up from it, she decided she wanted to seek comfort in the form of cuddles rather than talking about it whether it be that she verbally announces that she wants cuddles because she had a nightmare or she just reaches out her arms towards one of them with crabby, hands in a way to show that she wants cuddles without saying anything more. How would the warlords react?

This is for the cursed warlords AU by the way.

You ask for a spoiler, that is what you are asking for! Eh let’s do it!

You let out the softest sob as your eyes shot open, you were covered in sweat and you were shaking. All you could see in your vision was the worst nightmare you had ever hand. You pulled your blanket closer to you as you looked around the dark room, only a few candles on the table in the corner of the room.

You pull yourself up until you’re sitting and look over the hammock you laid in and to the large nest in the middle of the room. Both Wukong and Macaque were laying slightly away form each other, you thought about it for just a moment. The room was silent and almost creepy with how quiet it was. You were holding back your tears as you slow crawled out of the bed. A shiver ran up your spine from the cold air.

Quietly you tip toed over to them, the room feeling colder and creepier than usual. You could hear the soft breathing of the two as you slowly stepped down into their nest. They surly wouldn’t notice if you just joined them right, they were both asleep and you knew it was a headache to get Wukong to wake up with him being such a deep sleeper.

You didn’t notice how Macaque’s ears fluttered just a little bit, nor did you notice how he watched you through sleepy and tired eyes. Confusion covered his face as you dragged your blanket into the nest like a child hanging onto their parent. He didn’t even get a chance to ask you anything as you stepped over Wukong so carefully.

He heard the slightly hiccup from you as you gulped down your nerves, nervous of Wukong or Macaque waking up and being angry. Surely they wouldn’t get mad, they often ask you to cuddle in the nest. You were just… accepting that right.

Wukong shifted in his sleep and you froze for just a moment before shaking your head and sinking into lay between him and Macaque. You pulled your blanket closer to yourself as you laid down your back towards Macaque unaware he was awake.

“It’s okay, it was just a nightmare,” you whispered to yourself and he understood.

You gasped as an arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you into Macaque’s chest. Your heart pounded in your chest before slowly calming down when he muttered. “Relax love, you’re safe and okay. There is nothing to worry about, no one is going to hurt you.”

A warmth bloomed in your chest when Wukong in his sleeping state pulled you and Macaque both into his arms. He sniffed a few times before snuggling his face into your chest, his arms mostly around you and he snored up a storm. You felt their tails wrap around either of your legs as they settled into a gentle sleep.

You couldn’t help but also drift into a much calmer sleep this time, it was peaceful and calm.

…

Until the next morning when Spirit decked Macaque for “Forcing”you to sleep in the nest.

“Quiet down, you’ll wake her up,” He snapped irritably.

“You perverted prick!”

“Calm down, she had a nightmare and came over to the nest. She did it willingly,” Macaque growled lowly unaware you’d already woken up.

“I don’t believe you,” Spirit growled back angrily.

You felt Wukong snuggle into you a bit more, “Don’t worry my love, you’re always welcome in the nest. You are safe with us~ sleep well my dear.” Placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, Wukong didn’t move until you tried to get up, preferring to cuddle than get up.