#dark spicynoodles

[purble-turble]

Here have some Demon King Red.. Been awhile since I drew this mad lad

In progress and sketches below cut~

[estellardreams]

Bad Ending

For @purble-turble's Prince MK and DKR AU.

That one ask over the Pagoda actually made me consider what would've happened if that got involved... And with Red's natural knowledge on technology it led to the idea of him forcing all of MK's friends/family to watch the ceremony from inside the Pagoda like the bastard he is :]

So it led to this mini comic and wedding art. Hope you like it! ^^

Textless version below cut

[shortdevil-sans]

Never in a million years that I'd find myself making an edit for DKR AU (I couldn't find MK after Prisioner MK events so I used him instead).

[thor-is-trans-and-pan-he-told-me]

dark spicynoodles got me acting up fr

they make me act like this

[starsfic]

(Demon King Red AU) were DBK and PIF are accidentally sent to the future and witness their sons madness.

"I've always been a good son"!

Demon King Red AU belongs to @purble-turble.

"I've always been a good son!"

Their son's enraged voice echoed off the walls of the palace. The nobles all winced, clearly showcasing the fear that gripped them all. Fear was good as a king. It meant that people knew better than to try you.

It was the opposite when it came to the young man gripping his wife's shoulder tight, staring at Red Son with wide eyes. DBK was almost sick at his pale face, at how subtly he flinched. In this nightmare world, his granddaughter struggled against the Little Thief's hold, clearly uncomfortable with the tense atmosphere, but he did not set her down. The little baby did not struggle either and DBK was willing to bet that the Little Thief would be even less unlikely to set him down.

If he did, then this would be the end.

"You are a good son," he said. The nausea stirred even harder at how his son- no, not his son, barely his son perked up. It was a twisted reflection of how his son lit up at any hint of praise, any sign of approval. How long had Red Son been starved of that? No, he needed to focus. "But you are not a good father to your children. Nor are you a good husband to your mate."

At first, it seemed like he was.

When he and his wife had been sent to this strange future, a future where they had fallen, their son had met them. He had continued on their work, rebuilding the shabby remains of a court into something grand. DBK had not been surprised. He had always known that his son would be a wonderful king.

What had surprised him were his grandchildren.

At first, that had been wonderful.

DBK had always wanted a home full of children, resembling the beauty and grace that was Iron Fan. When misfortune had rendered Iron Fan with only one child, his perfect little son, he had turned his hopes to grandchildren. He had never even imagined a world where he didn't get to see them.

Here, he hadn't, but there they were: a perfect little calf princess and a tiny monkey babe. He could've done without the Little Thief, but that hadn't mattered as much, not when he was holding his grandchildren!

Not until Iron Fan had pointed out things that led to a horrifying truth.

Now, he stared down at a person he could not recognize.

His son would never do the things this man had done to his children and husband.

That man was staring at him as though DBK had spit on him and torn his nice hanfu. His jaw was dropped and his (blank, empty) eyes were wide and horrified.

"And we're leaving," Iron Fan's voice rose. "We are taking Qi Xiaotian and his children to a safe place before we come and deal with you. You are clearly unwell-"

A fireball shot down the hall. DBK dodged, feeling the heat as it sailed by. The Little Thief let out a shocked scream. The fireball had been directly aimed away from them, DBK noted absently, his heart racing. The person who had launched it stared at them.

His eyes were still empty.

"It seems like I have a pair of cuckoos in my castle," the man who claimed to be their son hissed, a manic grin twisting his lips. It was too wide, showing too many teeth. "And they think they can expose my family, my darling... The Little Thief flinched. "To the outside world?"

His hands lit up in flames.

"Don't do this," DBK warned. "Don't even think of attacking us."

The man's head lolled back, his smile growing even wider. It looked like his words hadn't even registered.

"Too bad."

[that-guy-sleepy-miles]

I actually have two questions about your monkie queen au, sorry!

1: I was wondering what would happen if Redson unintentionally broke the rules

For example, if Redson woke up from a nightmare screaming/crying (because trauma) or if he got hurt and reacted loudly because of it, what would happen?

Would he still be punished for being loud, or comforted for being hurt/scared? Maybe he'd be comforted first but punished later since he still broke the rules, and what would that punishment be?

I was curious about how it would be dealt with in comparison to the other rules being broke because in these scenarios Redson didn't intentionally/try to break any rules, it was just a natural reaction to something bad happening.

Idk, I just thought that certain punishments being different depending on the circumstances was interesting and got curious?  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

2: (which is a completely unrelated question to the first) assuming 'it' also effects MK's clones, does that mean they're somehow even more unhinged than in canon? Does MK summon them often to keep an eye on Redson while he's busy or away doing.. King stuff, ig??

How do they treat Redson; like do they actively try to make him do things (party, if the porty clone is watching him. Pose for portraits if the artist clone is watching him, etc?) Or do they just kinda make sure he stays in one area and hover around him to make sure he doesn't get hurt/try to leave?

1) It's been quite a while since Red was punished for a nightmare.

It used to happen all the time; when he would wake up screaming and crying, clawing for safety from the beast he shares a bed with. And in those moments, MK, yes, MK, would comfort him. He knew it was MK from the cautious, confused, but not frantic comforting, the quiet laughter as he asked Red, "What's happening, guy? Did you have a really bad nightmare? I used to get those. Come here, Red. C'mere."

But then, after all the tears kissed away and the quiet stories to make him laugh, MK would slip out of his hands again like the dying embers of his own magic. And the King was back. They're not different people, that's not what Red is saying, but MK is MKing unburdened by It. And It... It was never happy with Red's outbursts.

Outbursts in their bed would be punished by banishing him from it, locking Red in 'His Room'. Red hates His Room, that prison It kept him in.

This doll set.

2) MKing doesn't use his clones because It affects his clones. They get mean and vicious without anything to hold them back, or just poof into black dust on . Luckily, they've never been around Red.

(If, in some hellish world, Red was stuck with them, he would be forced to help them in their interests for certain. He'd honestly... enjoy it a bit more than he should've, he'd just like having something to do, would like having eyes on him that are consistent.)

[keyblademastermonkiegirl]

My first thought was MK 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 @kyri45

[sweetpeathecat]

Part 4 of Dark SpicyNoddles “enemy”

-parts 48-50 “your enemy”

-part 51 is a cut to black

-side note: red son and MK were supposed to have a full fight scene before “your enemy” but I forgot. Just imagine the fight scene from the Weather Tower episode in season 1

[angstandhappiness]

LMAO YES

Demon season part 11!

Sun wukong great sage equal to heaven and earth?

No

Sun Wukong great disaster equal to heaven and earth.

Previous parts under hashtag

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[violetjedisylveon]

Yandere Wukong AU Masterpost

(I don't got a better name for it)

Wukong kidnapped Macaque 700 years ago and has been keeping him on FFM since, and they have cubs on accident. Macaque suffers a lot here. Just so much Macaque suffering.

Art:

Wukong and His Totally Not Being Held Against Their Will Family..... In process

Fics:

The King's Game, on Ao3

Animatics:

Please Leave Me The Fuck Alone, on YouTube if you prefer that, it's age restricted on YouTube I think cause I used fuck in the description lol

Animatic WIPs:

Sneak peak

Other stuff (answered asks, rambles, memes & things that don't fit into the other categories):

King's Game Memes

[purble-turble]

Saw the art request thingy open. So could you draw Trophy Clone plz?

Trophy Clone!! It’s been so long I had almost forgotten about him

[estellardreams]

[Demon King Red belongs to @purble-turble] (Once again I will lore dump)

Considering the circumstances of the Charcoal Bone King AU, it's MK and Macaque who got it the worst.

MK was swiftly recaptured by a sudden and direct attack by the king himself, and with LBD's new powers combined with King Red's extreme drive and obsessive, no one was prepared. But they did try to stop him.

... Nearly getting frozen to death and the noodle shop decimated in the aftermath did not sit well with anyone. And with the ice and fires rapidly spreading, they were forced to abandon Megapolis and flee.

The ice prison MK got locked in was so frigid that he lost feeling in his hands, feet, and face rapidly, constantly shivering in the cold. With the circlet and new ice cuffs/boots, he was practically trapped in the room unless CBK released him momentarily to bond with him.

Meanwhile Macaque has been consistently losing power due to CBK needing to get stronger, taking away chunks of his energy (therefore dropping his glamour) and using it for his own benefit. Not to mention LBD's ice taking over half of his body, icing over half of his face, one side of his six ears, arm, leg, and small shards on his hip. He's also freezing cold, which isn't doing well on top of his burn marks from CBK lashing out at him.

Surprisingly for these two, Macaque was actually the one to use the last of his strength to teleport himself and MK out of the fortress, moving as far as he possibly could through the shadows. He promptly collapsed right on top of Flower Fruit Mountain... Where the Monkie Kids were temporarily hiding out.

Everyone was genuinely so relieved to have MK back, but the poor boy needed so many blankets, hot food, and a fireplace. He couldn't stop shivering until two weeks after his rescue, that's how cold he was.

Macaque eventually got the ice broken off of him as well, knowing full well how much trouble he was probably in with everyone else. Though, it was MK who stepped in and tried to get everyone to help Macaque due to him rescuing MK, and knowing full well that Macaque probably suffered way worse than him at the hands of CBK.

Cue a potential Macaque redemption arc-

... Okay but on the topic of the samadhi fire what if this got combined with a Samadhi Fire Wukong AU/concept? There should be more of those. And it would be super interesting to watch play out, especially considering Red isn't there to teach him (for obvious reasons) meaning MEI is the one who steps in to tutor him on his new fire.

MK eventually asks to get blasted by the samadhi fire to keep warm but we don't talk about that /j

[shortdevil-sans]

So I found this and I thought...

Looks familiar? Correct me if I'm wrong!

Demon King Red & Prisoner MK belong to @purble-turble

Charcoal Bone King belongs to @estellardreams

[thor-is-trans-and-pan-he-told-me]

kicking and giggling my feet at the idea of spicynoodles but MK is like possessive/kind of sociopathic/psychopathic and generally a menace to society while red son is like "i can make him worse" and wants to cause chaos with his murderous boyfriend

[starsfic]

Valentine's Day, Part 3

Summary: A creepy customer comes to Pigsy's Noodles. (Spicynoodles, Dark)

“Hey there, sweet cheeks.”

Ugh.

Qi Xiaotian bit down on his cheek and turned to the newest customer. Pigsy was busy in the kitchen, the clatter of the wok signaling his deafness, and it was just him in the shop. Him and the leering man who was eyeing his chest.

“My eyes are up here, sir,” he said, trying to sound calm. According to the police, Pigsy wasn’t allowed to kick people out of the store unless they actually touched Xiaotian. The man’s eyes flicked to his eyes at the reproach. Xiaotian tried for a smile as he grabbed the notepad. “May I help you?”

“Yeah, mind giving me your number?”

Xiaotian stared evenly back at the man. “No, sir. May I have your order?”

The man chuckled, leaning closer to him. “Whatever is your favorite, sweetheart.”

Xiaotian sighed as he scrawled down the order number, faintly noticing a hint of red. “Alright.” That would be number 1, just plain noodles. “Your order should be out in ten to fifteen minutes.”

“And your number.”

He sighed and turned, clipping the order to the line. “A number 1, Pigsy.” The minute he said it, his father was looking up. His brows furrowed together as he snatched it up and then glanced at the store. “Yeah, he’s-”

“Not there.”

Xiaotian turned to see the guy was gone. “Huh?” He looked back and forth. Maybe the guy had decided to sit in one of the farther corners? No. He wasn’t there. The store was empty. “...I guess, never mind?”

Pigsy shrugged and turned back to the wok. Xiaotian gave another glance around before confirming that the guy was gone.

That was weird. At least he didn’t have to serve him-

Arms wrapped around him before a kiss pressed softly against his cheek. Xiaotian nearly jumped out of his skin before the spicy scent of cinnamon and cloves hit his nose.

“Oh, hey,” Xiaotian said, leaning into his boyfriend. He was in the middle of his shift, but Red cuddles in the middle of the day were a rare occurrence. He pressed a returning kiss to Red’s cheek. “What’s up?”

Red sighed. “You’re too pure for this world.” He sounded…strange. As if his thoughts were a thousand miles away.

Xiaotian felt a brow raise. “...thanks-?”

A loud scream echoed from outside. Xiaotian jolted as a curse shot from the kitchen. “What was that?!” He could hear Pigsy throw open the front window before a loud curse made Xiaotian jolt. “Holy-”

“What happened?!”

“Kid, stay here and don’t look outside!” Pigsy jumped out of the front window with a faint crack and a yelp of “My back!” Several people were hurrying around outside, yelling and screaming at each other, clearly trying to figure out who had done something. Faintly, he heard Pigsy cry “Call an ambulance!” Xiaotian craned his head, trying to see out the window, before Red’s arms tightened around him.

Smearing something on his skin.

He looked down.

“That’s why you need me to protect you,” Red sighed, seeming to be unaware of the blood staining his hands.

[that-guy-sleepy-miles]

We've seen the list of things Redson isn't allowed to do, but what about a list of things he IS still allowed to do (if there are any, which I'm guessing there either isn't, or there are a few but he's only allowed to do so when supervised)

Oh, wow, this is a new question. Hm... I've never really thought about this in depth before now, but I've written down a few things that MK would think about. He would be very confused about you asking what his partner is 'allowed' to do and say Red's allowed to do whatever he wants, but if you convinced him to answer the question...

Oh, also, this is written in code. Have fun! Trigger warning for forced affection and implied domestic violence.

Red is encouraged to give affection to MK! (And to It. It doesn't have any care for the affection itself, but It likes feeling in control.) MK loves kisses from his partner, even if they're the chaste, little ones that his wife gives him after one of his days when he's stuck in his head. He's fighting so hard against The Curse he's barely keeping Red safe from it. Honestly, those chaste kisses are a blessing on those days. A reminder of how lucky he is that Red is staying by his side. It must be so scary, when he gets lost in his head. Does he just go blank entirely?

Red is allowed (barely) to keep flowers! He loves flowers, but they have to be fake. He'll cry if they're real, but MK's forgotten that. He has what seems to be a million vases full of fake flowers, they line every hall of the castle. Red loves them so much, so MK... MK doesn't like it, but he knows Red cares about it an awful lot so he designated an entire room of the castle to be the flower room! Anything for his partner.

Red is allowed to tend to his own wounds. Red is so silly sometimes, and he breaks his vases on his own and hurts himself, which makes MK panic and feel awful and want to throw up, so Red patches himself up. MK doesn't even have to ask or see or know, which is really nice of Red. MK feels awful, not being able to comfort him, but he knows Red would come to him if he needed it, because he does. His wife loves him forever, always, right next to him.

Red is allowed to spent time next to MK. Usually he's just sitting there while MK's doing something which is a bit weird, but MK doesn't... MK doesn't question it because it's perfectly normal. That's just how Red and him are, other people wouldn't get it. MK still draws, he loves it, and Red sits and watches. Red brushes his hair with his dainty fingers, because he won't touch his comb anymore (and that's good), while MK works on a sketch. As they settled into marriage—what a thought, HE married RED SON—he'd learned Red was far quieter than he had any right to be. He's quiet, meek even, and it unsettles MK a fair bit. And he'll be sat there, in his absolute silence, until a voice (that's still too loud) says "Your art keeps getting better, N- My Love. How do you do it?"

Red is encouraged to go to MK for comfort. MK notices that Red does this once every couple of months, and when he does this he does it for weeks at a time. It's nice. Night after night, curled up with his partner, soothing whatever worries he has. MK couldn't know what worries he has, Red never tells him, and Red doesn't have any royal duties, MK doesn't think, but he knows it's (not important) all he can do to hold Red and cuddle against him until he feels better. Sometimes MK asks and Red starts to tell him, but then Red remembers his place and shuts his mouth.