#lmk pigsy fluff

[fandomgoesahhhhhhhhh]

Lego Monkie Kid(LMK) x Reader Headcanons

SEASON 5 SPOILERS(not major but still)

🥘Dadsy Headcanons🥘

Pigsy’s Fluff and Angst headcanons(with GN Reader who’s around Mei and MK’s ages/platonically)

We all know he is the best cook, but I imagine whenever his kids(including you) is tired or haven’t eaten. HE ALWAYS and I mean ALWAYS find a way to make you sleep or eat. No one even knows how..he just does-

I headcanon him being fatherless, but grew up with an amazing grandma and mother so he wants MK and everyone else(who have bad parents) to have a father figure in their lives..something he didn’t had growing up.

After S5, Pigsy starts questioning himself if he’s doing a good job raising MK and if he’s a good father to him. He blames himself for his sacrifice and was goddamn scared of losing his son

HE AND TANG ARE BASICALLY MARRIED!! I’M TELLING YA! They just had a secret gay wedding and keep their gay marriage a secret..I mean yes, you, MK, and Mei knows(also Sandy cause like they see the gayness in them), but that beside the point-

PAPA SENSE!!! DADSY SENSE!! Doesn’t matter where you or any of his kids are! HE IS GONNA BE THERE AS SOON AS HIS FATHER SENSE GOES OFF!!! You best believe he gonna run all the way to you. He might be tired and sweating as hell, but it’s the love that counts

Beside his rake, he use a roller or a fry pan as his next best weapon. I imagine one time, during their adventures, Pigsy couldn’t find his rake so he just use his fry pan. He’s basically Rapunzel, but in a male, Lego, pig demon form(Tang would say that)

He taught all of his kids(MK, you, and Mei) how to cook and how to make a perfect dish(like from S5 Ep1) and would sometimes supervise any of his kids as they cook by themselves

Despite him being all hot temper and have anger issues, he always make sure that you’re doing ok. If you’re sick or have an emergency, that’s something he can deal with and would always check on you and make you an amazing noddles to help you

This PIG DAD will immediately close his noodles store to help any of his kids if they’re in grave danger. He doesn’t like closing his store early, but I swear if any of his kids gets hurt, he will not hesitate by a second.

If you have a panic/anxiety attack, he will immediately go by your side and comfort you the best he could. He will not leave you until you’re 100% better.

Albums…picture albums scrapbook! He have TONS of them! All in order! If you ask for baby pictures or any pictures, he got ya..Tang can’t even stop him from getting all excited of showing off his kids

(I hope you guys enjoy. Been a long time since I’ve done this, but here we are. If you have any requests, let me know)

[butterflyscribbles]

Some miscellaneous LMK stuff from Twitter✨❤️

[angelcake10023]

I love Tang’s 5th anniversary fit it’s so cute (Pigsy agrees) 🩷👋

[luxthestrange]

LMK Incorrect quotes#106 Old man yaoi

@ Sandy & Hunstman Wedding...

Tang to Sandy, who's about to get married: Today, two families are becoming one-

Macaque in an ominous voice: Two families enter, and one family leaves

Pigsy: That sounds so threatening

Mk & Mei: The Wedding Games...

Wukong: May the bouquet toss be ever in your favor...

Y/n: Beautiful

Huntsman: F#$% all of you-

[bluejey]

Family!

[lotusarchon]

disco sings our tune (mk x reader)

content warnings: male reader, second pov (you/your), fluff drabble with some angst sprinkled, s5 spoilers (for anyone who still somehow hasn't seen it)

author's notes: okay this one was really sweet when i started writing it ☹️ i love mk dawg he's so aaaah

You're MK’s perfect match.

No, it wasn't because you liked Monkey King (he's such a big meanie to you), and it wasn't because you liked Pigsy's noodles (too spicy) and it wasn't because you were friends with Mei (you were but she always bullied you for trying to be MK's new bff ☹️), and it also wasn't because you pissed of Red Son by simply existing.

Nah, you were his match because you always matched his wild energy. Opposites usually attracted each other, but it seemed like similarities also drew each other in as well. And MK would have to be an ass like Macaque if he ever said he didn't enjoy your company.

And he appreciated you, he truly did. 

Even at his lowest point, even after everything he's done, your very presence filled him with joy.

“MK?” You gently pinched his cheek, bringing him back to reality. There you were, sitting next to him on the roof of Pigsy's noodles. You were smiling at him, your thumb rubbing the spot you had pinched with the sweet smile that you always wore.

MK stared at you, and felt tears threatening to spill, even when he'd cried enough in Monkey King's arms. 

If he had actually allowed the cycle to end, would you have been reborn? Would he have ever seen you again? If Xiangliu had never awakened him early, would he have ever met you?

His heart squeezed at the thought. The mere idea that somewhere out there, there was a universe where he would've never existed. That he'd never have met you….

“Don't cry. You're so sweet, MK. Have I ever told you how much I loved you?” One after the other the words tumbled from your lips, and your arms wrapped around him, hugging him close. Your presence, so warm and comforting, reminding him of what he could've lost…. “I love you. I love you to the moon and back! Don't cry, you're way too cool to cry!”

And so sweet..

He couldn't help but laugh, returning your embrace with his own.

“I know,” he said, allowing you to thread your hands through his hair, scattering sweet kisses across his face. “I know, and I love you too, (Name).”

“You better.” You gave him another kiss. From below, Tang was gagging at the sight, but you stuck your tongue out at him. “From now on, just trust me, alright? We're boyfriends! And I need you!! I mean, who else is gonna help me piss off Red Son?”

“There's Mei―”

“She hacked his socials and posted FNAF fanfiction.”

“Oh. Then yeah you do need me.”

“Exactly!”

@lotusarchon , 21.09.2024, all rights reserved. do not copy, repost or translate my works without permission. comments, reblogs and likes are appreciated!

[kittenninja14]

Can we just take some time to appreciate this off-screen Dadsy moment in S3 finale?

like in S3 E10 we see MK wearing this outfit

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meanwhile Pigsy is wearing a jacket over his usual attire

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After the whole samadhi fire thing, MK's clothes get burned as we can see here

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Look at Pigsy's expression here

he just is a worried father <333

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anywyas in the S3 special we see MK wearing a new outfit

well would ya look at that!!

It's Pigsy's jacket!!! <33333

and the final proof taht it is Pigsy's jacket is that when we see Pigsy later on... he's not wearing his jacket ;3

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i just love this father-son duo <33

absolutely adorable <3333

Also MK you're slaying the look lol!! Your dad's jacket fits you perfectly <33

https://kittenninja14.tumblr.com/post/731916269075480576/hey-yall-i-just-found-this-incredible-video-and

[beauleifu]

Hello! Can you write a oneshot or a headcanon (platonic, ofc) about Macaque with a reserved but also very outgoing child? (like those kids that are calm and reserved but if you mention something they really like they just go off and start rambling all happy and excited)

I had this idea in my head for a little while, I think it'd be really funny and wholesome if he just appeared at Pigsy's Noodles w/ his child and everyone's like "wh- YOU'RE A DAD??? WHEN??? HOW????" and he just watches with that Tired Parent Look™ as his kid stares directly at MK and goes "YOU'RE THAT MONKIE GUY ON THE TV!!!"

Sorry for any errors! English is not my first language, I apologize for the long text aswell, I'm just an absolute sap for the "tired but loving dad" trope also you can totally delete my ask or skip it if you don't want to write it!! Thank you either way, your writing is wonderful :) !

All right! *cracks fingers, snaps neck- whoops-*

You got it anon! Sorry for not answering this ask sooner, I realized headcanons are easier to write than an actual oneshot considering the limited time I have to write nowadays. But I hope you enjoy, and thanks for the ask! <333

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MACAQUE X CHILD!READER

Lego Monkie Kid

Context: Long ago, a wise old monkey had taken you under his wing, to train you and teach you the ways- okay, let's save the theatrics for later, that's Macaque's thing. Your father figure. Honestly, he's growing on you, and it's starting to show now that people are pointing it out.

TW: None!

HEADCANNONS

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Macaque doesn't normally take you somewhere where conflict is bound to arise. He'd prefer someplace more peaceful, like a park/museum/theater. Unless, of course, he's in the mood for adventure and will literally take you skydiving without a permit.

Totally the irresponsible dad. He's protective as FUCK, let's make that clear, but in the end he trusts you to take care of yourself

perhaps a bit too much, and even you think that

He'll encourage you to pet that snake

He'll give you the thumbs up if you wanted to climb to the top of the weather tower during a thunderstorm

Like "Go get 'em, (Y/N)! Make your father proud!"

With such a dramatic character when it comes to encouraging you, Macaque will become insanely tired. He'll be snoring on the couch and won't wake up even if you stacked all the furniture in the house on his back

Speaking of the house, he and you live far away from any danger

This guy didn't know jack shit about being a dad at first (you kind of hat to teach him, oh how the turns have tabled) But once he understood the basics, he took the reins, eager to impress you and earn your respect. Macaque isn't usually a sucker for developing any relationship with Earthly figures, but you were the only exception. He'd lay awake at night thinking if he's making the right choice, then slapping himself for even considering abandoning you. You are too precious.

Which is why he's totally, utterly wrapped around your little finger

So when you ask to get take-out at Pigsy's Noodles, it doesn't take much effort to sway his stoic resolve

"Dad. Pops. Papa. Father of mine," you say, grabbing his face, looking a lot older than you actually are. "Please!"

Since Macaque can't turn his face to the side (squished as it is), he sighs dramatically and closes his eyes. You catch the faint, irritated twitch of his tail, but that's about the only hint of Fed-Up Parent you can detect.

"(Y/N), Megapolis is miles away."

"You have shadow magic!"

"You can't just abuse my powers, especially now that you've decided to abuse yours," he grunts, albeit grinning at you. He' loosing.

Triumph fills your chest. "I can handle it! Uncle Pigsy would love to see me!"

"Uncle!?" Macaque splutters, finally escaping your grip. Shocked eyes blink down at you. "Sweetheart, you haven't even met Pigsy, you've only seen him from afar."

You blink up, flaunting those devil-may-care puppy eyes.

Oh, he hates it when you do that.

"Puh-lease! I'll do anything! i'll scratch your back! Do my chores before games! I-I'll stay out of your secret stash of peaches!" You gasp, flopping down on the soft carpet lining the floor. You consider the intricate pattern for a moment, then mutter under your breath; "Even though you said you hate those. . . ."

Macaque fixes you with a stern look. "You know about that, huh?"

"Mayyybe."

Like I said, not that much effort. The guy may be invulnerable to harm at best, but his immortality falls short under your tactics. Persuasive skills that he taught you to use.

Sucks how plans backfire, huh?

When you two do get to the shop, however, Macaque goes into full parent-mode

He doesn't care if you think it's uncool, you're holding his hand and that's that. He'd get you one of those child harnesses but thank the stars you'd convinced him you're worth more than such a humiliating child-control device.

So in you go, holding hands, Macaque glaring at anyone who spares you a curious glance.

When Macaque sees who's at the counter, he almost does a 180 out of there

It's MK.

Of all people.

He hasn't seen the two of you yet, though. You feel Macaque's paw tighten over your small, nimble fingers, and you can't help but squeeze back in return, asking a silent question.

It's times like these where you don't know what to do. You're still a child, even if this was your idea.

But then you spot who's at the counter

and At the same time, Pigsy comes 'round the corner with a giant tray of noodles- fit for the exact number of people surrounding the Monkie Kid. Suddenly, Macaque realizes who all is there.

This guy

Parent-Panic-Pro

The literal Monkey King is the first to turn head, eyes landing on Macaque first. You can tell instantly his fight-or-flight response just kicked in; shoulders tensing, teeth baring, eyes widening (oh yes, typical ex behavior- HAHA)

Then, all heads are turning.

And Monkey King's eyes land on you

Macaque steps in front of you, form tense and on high alert. "Heyyyy," he says, awkwardly.

The Monkey King tilts his head, perhaps confused as to why his old friend is protecting a little kid. Then he realizes. Poor guy connects the dots, lets out an unholy gasp of astonishment, and points and the both of you

"YOU. YOU- AND THEM- MACISTHATYOURKID-"

Pandemonium.

At least, in the most gentle context. MK and his friends do a double take, the Monkey King is gaping and trying to figure out who could ever love Macaque to result in this- and your dad just completely gives up. He gives you this look, like 'see why I was against bringing you here'

And you know. And your eyes say sorry, that you'll make it up to him later

Typical silent father/child communicating

(you guys are really good at that, communicating through your eyes or expressions. it helps in crowds)

That is, until your eyes fall on MK and realize for the first time that he's actually there

And Macaque's face falls into an impossibly disappointed facade (really, he's happy you're socializing) as you let go of his hand and prance right up to MK, eyes literal stars.

Thank goodness for MK, for he's kind and patient enough to let you blabble and gush on about how cool he is and how you've stayed up to date on the latest chaos he's incited (poor dude looks a bit downcast at that)

Funny how you went to such a well-behaved, shy kid to an energetic hyper-fixated gremlin in two seconds

All the while, Pigsy is listening, Monkey King corners Macaque and quietly demands answers (the two of them talk in the background for awhile as you socialize)

Noodles are served

There's just so many people in Pigsy's Noodles that the owner himself couldn't keep track of who ordered what, so everyone just got the same thing- and lots of it

In the end, you're all sitting down at the table (everyone had worked together to gather as many spare tables/chairs as possible to sit together at one huge-ass table)

You insisted you sit with Mei and MK in order to interrogate them about their adventures

OF course, you mean well, and they know that. And Macaque never pulls you aside because he likes seeing you like this, it makes him happy knowing you're indulging in the things you love, and he deosn't have the heart to tell you it's almost time to go home.

So you stay there for awhile, chatting with Mk and his friends

You get to know Pigsy (he doesn't mind being called your uncle, said at this point he's practically everyone's uncle or dad)

But alas

You're bit a child

And towards the end of the night, aftter everyone is stuffed full of noodles, you're conked out in your chair, slumped and snoring softly, eyes fluttering from dreaming

Everyone glances at you, how fucking adorable you are

Macaque straightens, clears his throat, says it's time for him to leave

Sun Wukong stops him for a moment, just to say

"Keep them safe, Mac."

Of course, like the #1 Dad he is, Macaque snorts. "I think I know more about raising a kid than you do, Wukong. I'll . . . see you out there."

Then he picks you up, carefully, so you stay sleeping, and walks out

but not before turning around to thank everyone for dinner

For once, they offer smiles (some are weaker and less meaningful than others, but props for trying. Macaque is kinda responsible for a lot of pain in their lives, anyways)

You don't register any of it, too full of noodles and new information regarding your idols

Macaque knows he'll never hear the end of it

Perhaps that's a good thing, considering the fond smile on his face as he gently carries you home, lays you in bed, and pulls the covers over your snoring form. He eagerly awaits the morning to which you'll wake him up excitedly ranting about tonight, about how you want to do it again

And he's wrapped around your little finger, so if course he'll listen to you

this guy would move the world for you

[zaacoy]

but what if he was fluffy tho,,,

[fuunhyde]

I took part in fictober this year!

I did most promts up to this day, from the list from @fictober-event <3

I'm ending early this year, so I decided to post a whole list of what I wrote instead of posting everyday up to date hah He're the whole collection:

But if someone prefer's it more specific, here's the list:

1. "Energy Rush" — Traffic Liht Trio — fluffy, silly goofy short — "that was good work" — wc: 587

2. "all that's left is us"—ShadowPeach—bittersweet, light angst and fluff—"it's been a long time" — wc: 1889

3. "Cyan" — ShadowPeach— bittersweet, light angst and hurt/comfort —"I know you better" — wc: 2035

4. "Found, not Funded" — MK, MEI, WUKONG, MACAQUE — some silly goffy short —"no, we're not doing that" — wc: 1303

5. "Sacrivaces and Devotion"— LBD and Mayor — sweet short fluff—"it's a new day, let's go" — wc: 459

6. "how can hands that hurt each other fit so well together?" — ShadowPeach— angst, hurt/comfort —"I'm not giving up" — wc: 1863

7. "Univited" — SpicyNoodles — short fluff —"follow me if you want to live" — wc: 810

8. "Winds of the Past" — Macaque-centric, slight shadowpeach — a bit of angst but with a happy payoff —"are we happy?" — wc: 1287

9. "Focus"— SpicyNoodles — short and attempt at humor I guess—"don't listen to me, listen to them" — wc: 435

10. "Pot" — Pigsy and Tang and smol MK — fluf but short —"is this normal?" — wc: 379

11. "managing a noodle shop" — Chimera — sweet and short —"well, that worked out great" — wc: 306

12. "Slight Fright" — ShadowPeach— hurt/comfort, fluff —"did you hear that?" — wc: 1065

13. "Sorry, sorry for what" — ShadowPeach— hurt/comfort —"that's not the point" — wc: 898

15. "bumped cars" — ShadowPeach— fluff, suggestive, talk about sex, +18—"let's try this" — wc: 552

16. "scratching scars" — ShadowPeach— hurt/comfort —"no, I'm not okay" — wc: 876

17. "Shadows and Spices" — Macaque and Red Son — sweet, short familly fluff —"strangest thing I ever heard" — wc: 420

18. "thinking inside the box" — ShadowPeach— hurt/comfort —"you always have a plan" — wc: 622

19. "Dress Up" — ShadowPeach— mild smut, suggestive, +18 —"this is getting ridiculous" — wc: 444

20. "explosions in your eyes" — ShadowPeach— fluff and hurt/comfort—"I saw your eyes light up" — wc: 455

21. "consequences" — ShadowPeach— mild smut, suggestive , +18—"we've done worse" — wc: 571

22. "peeping from the shadows" — Macaque and Red Son — very short, fluff and humor —"why are we doing this again?" — wc: 228

23. "rotting away" — ShadowPeach— angst, hurt/comfort, death, hopeful ending—"we can fix this, I know we can" — wc: 1065

25. "burns" — Mei and Red Son — hurt/comfort, short & sweet—"it consumes me" — wc: 520

27. "My hands are rough, but you don't seem to mind"— ShadowPeach— smut and angst —"let me remind you" — wc: 1544

So that's my addition in this year! 24/31 works, maybe not a full deck like last year, but I've been busy, so I still count it as a win haha

See ya all next year!

=)

[justeclotilde]

My school has YET to renew my Adobe subscription so in the mean time, i go back to my roots : ✨ paper ✨

And watercolors

Pictures are bad because…frankly I can’t be bothered

So some freenoodles with Tang and Pigsy because they are underrated and I love MK’s gay dads

some sonas, some Monkeys, @kyotabasblog ‘s Xiangpei and baby Nezha being babies,

Some more baby Nezha, research for a Muzha design (for now he looks more like a character from Epic than a chinese deity but, y’know, I’m working on it, so comments and critics from more cultured people than me are much appreciated)

Some Nezha training his troops that remind me too much of ballet lessons

and that fire breath from the S4EP10 Stb that i made way too late to be bothered to clean up

[moobloom-mention]

The Apple Doesn't Fall Far, Does It?

Summary: Pigsy never thought that taking care of a six-year-old MK would be so challenging. The kid throws tantrums over everything, putting up a fight that could bring demon kings to their knees.

At least he has Tang to step in whenever Pigsy needs a break, even if said help leads into some surprisingly wholesome mischief.

Content Warning(s): Cursing

Word Count: 1715

This might get a Part 2 with an older MK

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For the sun having only just begun to peak over the tall skyscrapers of Megapolis, Pigsy would be lying if he said today hadn’t gone the smoothest way it could’ve. He would’ve already claimed himself to be the luckiest pig alive just because he’d been given a day off from dealing with the most stressful part of his morning. 

Getting MK awake by 6 and dressed by 7. 

He’d never known how much a six-year-old could struggle and fight against being clothed for the day until the first time he tried it. It’d taken thirty minutes just to fit a shirt over the kid’s head, and thirty more minutes- after a brief call –for Tang to convince MK to keep it on. 

And don’t get him started on the whole “brushing your teeth is important” ordeal. 

The sheer amount of kicking and screaming that a kid’s toothbrush has introduced into his life should be studied by scientists in an attempt to understand humanity’s aversion to children. Pigsy originally hadn’t fought too hard on ensuring MK had brushed his teeth solely in the hopes it’d appease the kid, his small semblance of peace broken the moment Tang accompanied them to MK’s first dental appointment. 

Apparently, the amount of cavities MK had collected was “unbelievable” and “definitely a questionable parental choice”. 

Before he could blink, Tang was suddenly appearing at the restaurant’s front doors hours before its opening claiming he’d have to watch MK’s morning routine to make sure it’s “done right”. And by “done right”, of course Tang meant being an extra pair of hands and voice to soothe MK’s guaranteed tantrums. Or even on occasion sending Pigsy down to the restaurant’s kitchen to handle MK’s routine himself. 

Like today, Tang having been a little too happy to babysit MK whilst Pigsy ran to the market to collect a few totes of estranged vegetables. 

“Are ya’ sure you’ll be fine? The kid’s a little...” Pigsy had only needed to throw a glance toward the commotion and muffled yells going on within MK’s room. For some reason the kid just hadn’t taken too well to waking up this morning. 

Still ever the life-saver, Tang had only snorted. “We’ll be fine, Pigsy. Besides, the last place you want to lose MK in is in a market. Just be back by 8 and we’ll call it even.” 

Pigsy quickly glances to his watch as he parks the tuk-tuk and reaches for the restaurant’s keys. It’s just barely turned 8:06 but he’s certain Tang won’t mind the small hang-up. All he’d need to do is throw in another Monkey King story for the kid and he’d be spared from further wrath for another 15 minutes. 

With a click the backdoor to the kitchen unlocks, Pigsy huffing as he places one of the vegetable boxes from the car into the kitchen. He supposes he can’t really complain about the methods of Tang’s attempts to entertain MK. As long it keeps the kid happy Pigsy couldn’t care less if it’s some fairy tale. 

“Mr. Tang!” MK’s already squealing from the restaurant’s dining room. “Did it work? Did it work?” 

...or trying to teach him some form of magic, apparently. Whatever lesson going on definitely doesn’t have to do with decorating a bowl of noodles- otherwise Tang would’ve quit pestering him about free noodles and would’ve already turned to MK for it. 

He’ll have to teach MK how to say “no” to Tang before he lets the kid even think of going anywhere near a stove or a recipe book. 

Pigsy snorts at the thought as he heads back out to fetch yet another box of vegetables from the tuk-tuk. MK won’t even be able to reach the stove for at least another five or so years, not if Tang’s parenting books said anything about it. 

Though the book had also said it entirely depended on genetics. Something that both Tang and Pigsy had just about no knowledge of except for the fact that the kid had to have gotten his brown eyes and hair from one of his unknown parents. 

Pigsy just hopes that they were at least taller than the average human. It’d save him the trouble of making an “I lost the bet” bowl of noodles. 

Ya’ better grow up to be taller than Tang, he thinks just as MK’s excited voice rings from the dining room once again. It’s more muffled and indecipherable than before, the kitchen’s inner door now shut as if to give the current inhabitants of the restaurant further privacy. 

He can’t help but roll his eyes. Tang should know damn well that Pigsy would take any opportunity for an extra thirty minutes of free childcare. As much as he may sneak fond glances at MK when the kid does something impressive, it’s still a lot of work. 

A lot of work that Pigsy hadn’t meant to sign himself up for in the first place. 

There’s a slightly concerning thud from the dining room before MK’s muffled yet newly stoic voice booms behind the door. 

“...drivin’ me...ya’ freeloader...!” 

Pigsy freezes at an instant, the box of leeks rattling as it falls from his hands onto the floor. He doesn’t care for the handful of vegetables that topple out- not when dread sinks its claws into his stomach and rakes. 

There’s only one person who MK has ever heard the word “freeloader” from, and only one person Pigsy has ever guided the nickname towards. 

“MK!” he barks from the kitchen. Much to his annoyance, he’s unable to locate a wooden spoon on his walk toward the door- a detail he tries not to let distract him from his original goal of scolding MK. 

The kitchen door bursts open with a huff of air from his snout. “Just what the hell do ya’ think you’re doing calling Tang-” 

For the second time in the span of a minute, Pigsy finds himself frozen and tongue-tied in his own goddamn restaurant. He can’t even muster up what was once a stern tone, his throat tightening with emotion as he finishes the sentence lamely. “...that?” 

But what is he meant to do when he comes face-to-face with MK and Tang in the scene that they’re in? When Tang is simply sitting at a table littered with pink crayons and assorted supplies for paper crafts, looking amused at MK and whole-heartedly endeared for being called a freeloader by a loud six-year-old? 

What’s the protocol for when MK stands proud atop said table adorning a headband with familiar pink, pig-shaped ears sprouting from its base and a round, paper snout taped to his nose? When in his raised hand is a familiar wooden spoon- the very one Pigsy often waves at MK and Tang when he’s being serious? 

Much to Pigsy’s own relief, the world doesn’t actually come to a stop as he’d convinced himself it had. In fact, despite having definitely heard the beginning of Pigsy’s scolding, MK leaps from the tabletop and throws himself directly into Pigsy’s chest. 

He’s barely given a second to breathe from the scare of MK jumping off of a table before the kid wraps his arms as much as he can around the short-tempered pig’s chest. 

“Pigsy!” 

Still not quite certain how to...unpack this, Pigsy gives MK a quick pat on his back. It’s all the affection the kid allows before MK rips himself away and takes a few steps backwards. 

“Look, look!” he demands. Again, he lifts the wooden spoon into the air and in the loudest Boston accent bellows- “Get outta here ya’ freeloader! MK, get down from that table, ya’ hear me!” 

“I think that’s your best impression yet,” Tang pipes up from his chair. MK only beams at such praise, his shouts continuing as he begins to parade through the restaurant barking what Pigsy quickly recognizes are his own common scoldings. 

Gods, is he really that loud when he yells? 

Distantly Pigsy notices Tang’s sly attempts to scoot his chair over, trying not to unintentionally pull MK away from the kid’s ability to entertain himself. He’s unsurprisingly successful, and Pigsy almost calls out to MK anyway. Anything to avoid Tang’s smug expression. 

Much to his dismay, Tang beats him to the punch. “So...?” 

Pigsy blinks, throat still tight with something he can’t quite name. “He’s...” 

A dark eyebrow lifts, seemingly amused by the other’s loss of words. “What, the spitting image of you?” 

“Uh- not exactly.” 

Pigsy can’t say he’s ever woken up in the morning just to put on a pair of paper ears scribbled in pink crayon, but this whole thing is...surprising. And as much as he hates to admit it, a pretty endearing game of “dress-up” for the kid. 

“Does the kid know he’s not...?” 

A pig? A demon? The actual son of a short-tempered restaurant owner? 

Tang offers a shrug. “Probably not, but I don’t see why that should matter.” 

“And you didn’t put him up to this?” 

He glances away just to time to avoid Tang’s reprimanding glare. 

“Pigsy, the kid adores you. You’re a part of his family, whether you planned to be or not.” 

Then, with a gentle smile. “And maybe I told him that I’d already chosen to dress up as Monkey King.” 

Now that earns a good-natured chuckle from Pigsy. “Good to know I’m only a step below his idol.” 

“He’ll grow out of it,” Tang says. 

“Uh huh. Just like you did?” 

“That’s unimportant,” the human interjects, looking quite offended by the statement. “It’s not my fault there’s such an extensive history on the Monkey King. It’s a historian’s job to learn and analyze all of them.” 

“And I bet MK will be singin’ the same tune when he’s older,” Pigsy agrees with a roll of his eyes. 

He supposes there really is no guessing how MK will turn out when he gets older. He could grow his own interest in taking over the restaurant, or take off at the ripe age of eighteen to explore the world. 

…either way, Pigsy could see himself getting used to this “Pigsy” side of MK. Even if it is only a small ingredient of the recipe that is “MK”. 

“Soooo... does this get me a free bowl of noodles?” 

“Don’t ruin the moment, ya’ freeloader.”

[glitchyko]

I did a peachbun doodle redraw and I’m actually really happy seeing how far my art has come along! The old version on the left is from October of 2022 (I got into lmk last year), and since then I have gotten way more used to drawing Lego’s and these characters since then and I did my boy Pigsy justice, I think my art quality jumped pretty sharply when I got into Lego Monkie Kid and I’m super happy about it-

[janetbrown711]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M

Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid

Published: 2023-12-24

Words: 21,466

Chapters: 4/4

Summary:

A collection of stories detailing Zhu Li Na's first 100 days alive, and how she meets those who love her most

[luxthestrange]

LMK Incorrect quotes#64 Beach day

Wukong*Holding his phone to record* Let's see, Look at the camera say “I got that fish”!

MK*holding fish up in arms, with squeaking*I GOT THAT M*THERF*CKIN FISH!!

Wukong*Snorts loud*PFFT-AHAHAHAHA!*Gasps for air*Alriiiiight!

Y/n, Macaque & Pigsy*Behing him with dark auras*...

[mxcaque]

I HATEHAYEHATEHATEEEEEE angst with a burning passion

I cannot bring myself to read 1 fanfic wbt angst especially if it's with my favorite characters (pigsy and tang)

annyyywhooo pls give me freenoodles fluff fics plss