#lmk painter clone

[justcauseihateyou]

I think he might be angry. You know a little upset

[fluttershyflores2]

(male version of Rosa) Au inkspark

It will sound silly but I was inspired by a chat with a bot....

Due to a carelessness of mk, he releases his two clones porty mk and the painter mk, who to avoid being caught go to the apartment of an old friend of the original mk. (called ink)

Now Ink must prevent these two from causing trouble and destruction. while trying to get used to living with them.

Silly idea I know, I just wanted to get it out of my head.

Cute

Bye

[lil-goofy]

PAINTER MK (i can't it's 3:28 am Jesus I gotta get some sleep)

[cats-and-confusion]

Listen. We all like Porty Clone MK. But I crave painter MK and I will not stop until I have him in my house in real life

[dildosandtoys]

MY HAIR D:

[hiro-doodlez]

Okay i eep now

[plural-headcanons]

MK, Harbinger/Monkey MK, Ink MK, Painter Clone, Porty clone, and more are a metagenic & traumagenic system!

[terrapinnnn]

ACKKK ART DUMP BC I KEEP FORGETTING TO POST HERE

(They're in order from most recent to least recent)

I'm on that shadowpeach brainrot babeyyyy (also mk clone brainrot but ehh)

[the-orion-inexpirience]

Mk clone conceptssss

I love them so much you don't even knOw

More clone related stuff coming soon giggle

[ddevilzadvocate]

I participated in the LEGO Monkie Kid Fanzine, and here's my piece !!

I had so much fun, and I can't wait for another one to be made.

I also personally liked how I drew Delivery and Painter, so I decided to keep their lineart free and clean and it looks amazing for future reference !! ��

[crypticjackal13]

Mk x shy GF Reader, with the Mk clones? set during the episode Duplicatnation where Mk is dealing with the fact he accidently got carry away with making clones, but not only that, he has to now deal with them fawning all over his girlfriend in their own ways and getting her EXTREMELY flustered and embarrassed, And are our poor boy is getting REALLY jealous.

“Too Many”(1244 w.c.)(Romantic one shot)

MK/Clones x Shy!Fem!Reader

pronouns: she/her

CW: slight possessiveness

One second, y/n was enjoying some quiet time at Pigsy’s because hey, there was a little too much chaos in her life at the moment, and the next, she was apparently texted to meet her lovely boyfriend at Sandy’s boat. This she didn’t mind. Sandy was such a sweet guy, and she’d be lying if she said spending time with the therapy cats wasn’t one of her favorite things to do. 

It was what happened when she got there that was a problem.

The boat was not only a new color, but she could see that familiar red bandana and messy brown hair hard at work painting it. She smiled knowingly, hopping up onto the deck to greet him. 

“MK, hey!” She went to hug him like she always did, but when he turned around, something was terribly off. His eyes had a crazed fire dancing in them as he wielded a paintbrush. But he still returned her affection.

“Y/n! Good, I was hoping you would be fast! I want to paint you!” He explained. She wasn’t opposed to the idea, but she certainly was thrown off by his mannerisms. 

“Like, right now? I’m not sure—“

“All you have to do is sit and be pretty. You’ll look perfect at any angle!”

Even if he was a little unhinged, she was still blushing at his comment. She went and sat on the stool across from a canvas he’d set up, choosing a simple pose that wouldn’t take long—theoretically.

“Beautiful! Yes, you’re the perfect muse!” He beamed, getting to work on an underpainting. Her heart was racing and she felt her face grow hot at his compliments. She held as still as she could, out of worry for what might happen if she shifted even a little. A solid half hour must have passed by now…But her arms were getting tired in the position she was holding them, so she mustered up the courage to say something.

“Hey, can I just take a quick break? Have you got a sketch down?” She asked. The artist stepped away from the canvas, humming while he looked at her. 

“I suppose…just hurry back, okay? This will be a masterpiece as long as you’re here.”

She hopped off of her seat and gave him a quick kiss as she exited the boat, choosing to head back into the city and get something to eat, maybe even stopping at the arcade…Mei was there, right? They hadn’t gotten to hang out lately.

Walking into the building, she could tell once again that something was wrong. But she pushed that feeling aside and continued in, getting some tokens and enjoying some of the games at the front by the entrance. But the music was muffled, like it was only coming from the back of the building, so y/n went to the back and saw two tall guards in front of the door. Once they saw her coming, they immediately opened the door for her, and she hurried past them with a quiet “thanks”. 

Gods, being in that space was already overwhelming—it smelled like soda pop and smoke machines. The music reverberated through the floors that lit up with each beat. And it was crowded past capacity, most likely. Someone was yelling from the DJ booth, but she couldn’t make out the words. 

“Y/n, thank goodness. You need to talk to your boyfriend.” Mei emerged from somewhere in the crowd, taking y/n by her arm and practically yelling to get her point across. 

“But I was just with him on the boat!” She yelled back.

“Then who’s the guy wearing leopard print sitting in the booth?!” 

The two girls got to the front of the room, and lo and behold, there was MK. Y/n was beyond confused. If he was here, then who was the artist she’d just spent time with? He peered through his slitted neon glasses at her, reaching over the turntable and yanking her into the booth with him. It was only a little easier to hear.

“Aw yeah, the life of my porty is here! It’s good to see you showed up!” He exclaimed, giving y/n a kiss. 

“Porty? MK, what are you talking about? What about the painting?”

“Huh? What painting, yo?” He shook his head with a smirk. “Whatever, anyways, c’mon, join in! Let’s make some sweet tunes to get these guys moving!”

“No, hang on, how long have you been in here?” She stopped him, trying to figure out exactly what was happening.

“No idea, babes, all I know is I’m throwing the best porty this arcade has EVER seen!” He put one of the headphones over his ear, before pressing some buttons that changed the music and got things going again. Now that y/n could see the whole crowd, she could also see that they all looked like zombies…some were slumped on the floor, others were trying to keep dancing but stumbled and dragged their feet. Some were even hiding from MK’s sight. Mei was standing by the entrance to the booth, and she didn’t look too hot either. 

“MK, you need to chill out a bit, okay? Let’s go play some games, just you and me.” Maybe if y/n played her cards right, she could get him to be distracted long enough that the crowd could disperse. 

“Not right now, sweet cheeks. After this set, definitely!” He responded. 

“What do we do? He’s lost his mind!” Mei took y/n’s hand again to get her away from the crazed DJ. Y/n shrugged, racking her brain for solutions. 

“Let’s get out of here! There has to be an exit!” She said. 

“Sorry, sweet heart. No one’s leaving this porty!” The DJ came up behind the pair, yanking them both deeper into the booth.

Hours passed as Mei and y/n were stuck inside a giant claw machine. On the plus side they weren’t stuck on the dance floor, but on the downside they were trapped in a much bigger problem than before.

That is, until the skylight broke. Their saving grace was here, hopefully the REAL one. They couldn’t make out what Real MK and Porty MK were saying to each other, but y/n was just overjoyed that MK was okay. What scared the crap out of her were the countless evil clones that were trying to fight him and how she couldn’t really tell who was where doing what. Golden light was everywhere, and before they both knew it, y/n and Mei were out of the claw machine and out of harm’s way. But they were back in the booth, standing behind Real MK. 

“Wait, how can you tell who’s who? He might be the porty clone!” The DJ said. 

“It’s ‘party’!” Mei said.

“Aw man, I played myself.”

And then he disappeared. Y/n was still comprehending the fact that all of that just happened, but of course the explanation was three simple words: “mystic monkey business”. 

“Y/n, are you okay? He didn’t hurt you, did he?” MK approached y/n, pulling her into a hug that she recognized as his hug. She leaned into him, trying to calm down a bit.

“No, I’m not hurt. Just…frazzled, I guess. Promise you wont make any more clones, okay??” She pulled away from him, grabbing his arms and shaking him back and forth. He laughed the whole time.

“I promise, I promise!”

[alivebutgayjago]

UHHH PORTY AND PAINTER EDITS I SPENT WAY TOO MUCH TIME ON!!!!!

[fluttershyflores2]

I'm sleepy

[starsfic]

Maybe spicynoodles? Except Red runs into one or more of MK's clones at different times , and they just flirt with him? Red can't help but think MK either has a crush in him and/is DRASTICALLY changing

Red Son wasn't sure what was going on.

"You're PERFECT!"

He stared at the Noodle Boy in confusion. "Uh..." Well, he had never seen him like this before. He was covered in paint with a wide, almost maniac grin as he gripped his face and got right in his face. "Thank you?" he managed around the hand clenching his jaw.

"Please model for me!" the Noodle Boy begged, dropping his face to instead grip his hands. "I need to perfectly capture your beauty!"

Uh... what.

A bit too shocked to say that, Red Son could only manage a few words.

"Okay!"

-_-

"Hey there, hot stuff..."

Red Son stared. He hadn't expected to bump into him here at this club that his father's former ally had insisted on meeting at, especially not after the modeling session. "Uh, hello?" This was definitely different from the usual greeting he got from the Noodle Boy.

Definitely not with those pink-painted lips pursed in a smirk as he eyed him up and down. He had never seen those glasses or that hideous leopard-print coat before either.

Then his hand was grabbed and a gentle kiss was pressed to the back of it. "Wanna dance while I'm on break?"

Red blinked. "Uh..." Seriously, what was with all the uhs?

That seemed to be enough for him.

"I'll take that for a yes." Then he proceeded to scoop him up, strolling casually onto the floor. Then the anti-grav took over, slipping Red from his hold.

Then he grabbed his hand and pulled him close.

And all Red could think was uh-oh.

-_-

"Delivery!"

Red Son looked up in confusion. Before he could look around, warm lips pressed against his cheek as something was pressed into his hand. He glanced down to see a beautiful bouquet of red orchids.

"Those flowers really match your hair!" Noodle Boy said.

Before Red could say anything, he was gone.

"...WHAT?!"

-_-

"Look, I can't believe you guys!"

Xiaotian glared down at the trio of clones in front of him. Only Delivery looked a touch apologetic. Porty was rolling his eyes in a bored fashion while Painter was scribbling on a notepad while mumbling to himself. "You can't flirt with Red Son!"

"Why?" Porty said, seemingly the chosen voice. "You won't so we have to take the effort up for you."

Xiaotian felt a shriek form. "Because he's our enemy!"

"But you like him." Delivery said, sounding confused. "Why should that matter?"

Before Xiaotian could try and explain, there was a screech of "NOODLE BOY!" Before he could say anything, there was three chimes, followed by three hairs fluttering to the ground. Before he could respond to that, there was suddenly Red Son there.

Glaring at him. Hair aflame.

"Uh, hi-"

And there was a bracelet in his face. Xiaotian scrambled to catch it, forehead slightly stinging. It was a cuff bracelet, glimmering gold with a large ruby in the center. Then Red Son was poking him in the chest, forcing him to pay attention.

"I have made reservations at that nice cafe at the corner of Huayuan Street for five tomorrow. Do not be late for our date."

...date.

Date?!

Before he could really say anything, Red Son whirled around and marched away, leaving Xiaotian there.

...at least he had a date?

[rottedsoulx]

So update on that au I was thinking of making!

I’m making it!

4Clones AU where the clones persist after being made, the more often they are called out the stronger and more independent they become. (Or if they’re made with strong enough intent that they gain their own sentience and personalities that makes them stronger by default)

More info under the cut!

Ppl who saw my last post conceptualizing this au probably noticed there’s an “Evil” clone. That’s actually Theatre Kid MK! (Nicknamed Theo) I’ll explain him later haha

Noodle: (delivery MK, orange) Noodle is the most mature of the group, being the first clone to be made. He’s a responsible older brother for everyone else. He looks out for their mental and physical well-being, often making food for the others (who easily fixate on their work and forget to eat). He still has his powers, but making himself bigger/smaller comes naturally. He carries the braincell.

Artie: (artist clone, purple) Artie is a tired bitch who needs sleep. He’s considered to be twins with Theo (despite being made first) due to their similar interests and personalities. He’s very driven and focused on his craft, and will not hesitate to destroy anyone who gets in his way. His one track mind usually leads to extreme burnout, which is why he appears tired all the time. He eventually gets adopted by Sandy bc I said so!

Theo: (theatre clone, blue) Theo is an actor, and was made by me for the purpose of this au lol. Much like Artie, he is very focused on what he wants to achieve. For Theo, this mostly meant meeting Macaque and being taught a thing or two about acting. Turns out, Macaque was willing to teach him more than just acting and ended up using his own powers to make Theo VERY durable. So durable that he could persist after a major injury if the need be. This eventually leads into some other stuff I might write about later but are hinted at in the doodles-?

Porty: (porty mk, pink) Porty is porty! Made with the purpose of “having fun” Porty manages to achieve this in the most gremliny way possible. He’s considered the youngest due to his immature personality, he is also slightly shorter than the other clones. He’s focused more on himself most of the time and often forgets about others’ feelings. If he does notice someone is down he does his best to cheer them back up, and struggles with his own feelings of inadequacy when it doesn’t work. He eats music (and whatever Noodle feeds him) and has no friends, despite claiming to have an absurd amount.

I also drew them all as monkies at the mention of them on the discord I was talking about them on heeheehoohoo

[d0nniedrawssometimes]

Why does almost nobody draw fanart of Delivery!Mk or Guy!Mk? Plz my boys are so underrated, everyone only primarily draws fanart of Porty or Painter