#monkie kid kui mulang

[lillwie]

FLOWERS FOR YOU!

[void-detective]

Appreciation post for Kui Mulang/Yellow Robed Demon

One of the most underrated and overlooked aspects of an entire episode. From the gorgeous astrology used, the paintings, that voice, and stunning character design. I've never gushed over such a small character.

Paintings -

Gorgeous shots of his design -

And his demon form + powers shots-

Haha this always had me squealing

Look at this man and appreciate the sweat and tears poured into him, even if he was minor in the episode he was stunning to look at.

Just overall a gorgeous character design, just *chefs kiss*

[chicken-and-potatoes]

[swk-mac]

Kui Mulang for a collab I did, I also liked his design a lot tho, and how the animation was great when he appeared on screen, he has an elegant thing.

(Tap for better quality waa)

[doesrandomstuff]

Guess who went overboard with drawing again /j

Anyway, I made 18 subtly different versions of the same Kui Mulang drawing, but I'mma have to put the other 8 in a reblog

1/2

[itsabouttimex2]

I was re-reading some of the Primal Moon stuff and I just kept thinking... If this is how badly everyone else gets affected, imagine how Chang'e gets during the Primal Moon!!!

Poor girl is probably losing her marbles up there, all by herself!!

Primal Moon Tier List

Actually… Chang’e is doing just about the same as canon! She’s a little lonely to be on her own, and a little worried for the world down below… but she’s managing!

For reference, here’s what I’ve workshopped for Primal Moon so far!

Humans and Celestials, if they have no animalistic features or demonic heritage, are unaffected by the creeping Viridescence, and are therefore free of any harmful effects of the lunar cycle. Which gives us a total of eleven characters (temporarily twelve with Seasons 1-3 MK) who are left the same in Primal Moon.

As for the others, with potential targets outside of Y/N listed in parentheses…

Sun Wukong is a monkey, c’mon. He; by the very nature of his species, needs company and affection. So what if he snatches up a darling cub (or two) from the streets and bundles them home as they kick and scream for help anticipate a week long stay with the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. He’ll dote and smother until you’re all worn out from begging for your freedom receiving his affection to tuck the both of you into bed, ready to spend a quarter of the month in a frenzy of familial love. (MK, Macaque, Ne Zha, Tang Sanzang, Ao Lie, Zhu Baije, Sha Wujing)

The Azure Lion has been burdened by primal want for family since his earliest days in the Celestial Realm, quite often being “given” a still-young Ne Zha to coddle, sitting for hours with the little deity in his lap, grooming his hair to perfection with a massive tongue. But that was centuries ago, and now he needs someone new to “parent”… most likely being Y/N. (Sun Wukong, Macaque, Peng, Yellowtusk, DBK, young Ne Zha, MK, Mei, Red Son)

Bereft of his lover, Kui Mulang devolves into a more merciful and someone brooding individual, sometimes refusing to devour souls even when the ones presented to him are choice selections. He mostly manages to compose himself, however- until a pup or kit is presented to him, at which point he slowly begins to mold them into the “perfect child” for him and his lovely Jade Maiden- and he’s sure that she’ll love Y/N as much as he does. (MK, Mei)

Arrogant as they may be, the Golden-Winged Peng is indeed still an avian, with powerful brooding instincts. They have some vested interest in little stragglers and chicks, souls who haven’t found their footing yet. If you have wings of some kind, expect lots of flying lessons and feather cleaning. For younger or smaller individuals, Peng will frequently perform brooding, though in a very gentle way- they’ll have you sit on their lap and then squish themselves all around you with feathery neck fluff and muscular arms and then their golden wings over all that to firmly ensnare you. (Macaque if he’s much younger than they are, Mei)

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The Spider Queen isn’t usually interested in making heirs- she wants the throne all to herself for as long as she can have it… but if a charming and powerful individual were to wander into her sewers, maybe the lady wouldn’t red be able to deny herself an attempt at courting them? After all, a child of your blood and hers would be a magnificent creation (and weapon) indeed- although the means of birth would be by magic. She doesn’t have any interest in nine months of pain or suffering, after all. (Sun Wukong, Macaque, Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan, Scorpion Queen)

As always, our lonely Scorpion Queen longs for companionship in any form, be it partner or paramour. Expect her to try and hook up with the friendliest face she can find, often in the form of the sweet little mortals who go hiking past her lair in an attempt to separate from the wildness of the city. After all, maybe a little darling child would help ease her loneliness! (Tang, Pigsy)

Huntsman is out on the streets looking for a suitable partner, not necessarily for want of a lover so much as he wants his pick of the “superior” stock showing off their strength to lure in mates- the thought of having a child to pass on all his knowledge to doesn’t exactly deter the arachnid. However, he’d be content with “just” getting a lifelong sparring partner out of it.

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After the death of his beloved son, Ao Guang goes from “almost unaffected” by the rising moon to borderline delusional. He usually stays locked up tight inside his chambers, away from anyone who he might “confuse” with his departed Ao Bing. If one seems to be young in either appearance or behavior, he’s not unlikely to snatch them up and spirit them away to his chambers for a week of grief-fueled doting. If one outright looks similar to the dragon prince, expect him to treat them as a reincarnation or descendant. (Mei, Ao Lie)

Ao Lie tries to step up and take care of those around him, but tends to stumble and fail along the way as his mind deteriorates. There’s some bass understanding of the world (eg: fire burns, raw meat sickens, clothes keep you warmth) but a lot of the finer details are lost on him. Still, he just wants to help! If his target/targets outright reject this behavior/try to run, Lie will assume draconic form and wrap them all up in his massive green coils. (Mei, Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing)

If anyone is “losing it” mentally, Xiangliu probably shows it the clearest. There are moments of blatant hysteria as he screams about “monsters” and “chaos” and “caves”, pounding cracks into the tiles beneath his feet and etching his feelings across the walls of any residence- and then he’s horribly silent and withdrawn, each little snake on his head leering and limp. It’s hard to tell what he actually wants, given that he’ll never communicate outside of hysterical shrieking and wanton destruction. (Sun Wukong)

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Macaque’s most blatant changes are internal, the Viridescence stripping his inner inhibitions away- unlike Red Son below, this doesn’t manifest in tears or desperate pleas for love, but a wide spur of self-injurious behavior that displays itself in many forms- often trending towards stereotypies such as overeating, scratching away skin, and picking out clumps of hair. For “his own good”, Macaque tends to be the victim of other demons during the moon’s rising.

Twice a year Red Son makes himself a promise- “This time I won’t break,” he says to himself, working through a dozen new techniques and tactics to try and prevent himself from cracking and falling apart in a messy puddle of tears… all of which fail in a tidy little row, leaving poor Red Boy to weep into the lap of whoever his mother has kidnapped to tend to him… he’s actually mostly in his right mind, just incapable of biting back his tongue or tears, allowing potential romance to bloom as the verdant moon rises. (MK, Mei)

As for Mei, she’s… well, an entirely different person in Primal Moon. She’s spent so very long being taught to constantly repress herself in order to keep others from harm and agony, which the poor girl always has on her mind, no matter the day or circumstance. She’s quieter, clumsier, lonelier. She speeds on busy roads, plays with lighters, trauma-dumps to her followers… deep down, Mei believes that her inevitable fate is to be a monster. At some point this belief leads her true nature to unlock under the power of the Viridescence, causing Mei to transform into a dragon and start hoarding “treasure”… often in the form of her dearest friends/romantic interests. (MK, Red Son)

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Like I’ve gone over before, MK grows extremely unstable after spending years perfectly suppressing his demonic heritage- like a spring wound too tight, he just snaps. He’s one of the few that grows legitimately violent with any “darling” he might have, forcing them to become troop-mates. He willingly falls under the command of Sun Wukong, who has become equally delusional. It’s not impossible for them to build a “troop” made entirely out of kidnapped friends and family. (Mei, Red Son, Macaque)

Though the Demon Bull King’s behavior towards his wife alone would put him halfway in the “looking for a mate” category, his behavior towards everyone else (minus Red Son) is extremely violent to the point of essentially returning to his former warlord days- and unlike many others on this list, doesn’t even bother to fight his desires. He’s just... letting go. And everyone else is left to suffer for it. The only way he ends up with a new “family member” is if he either talks Iron Fan into a new child, or she kidnaps a mortal herself to take care of Red Son.

Sha Wujing just... regresses. Back to his bone pit, to constant fighting, to streams of blood flooding his lonely river. Back to before the monk and his dear brothers. Everything just... smears to a splash of bright red and he settles for grinding anything he finds “upsetting”. Most of this is born of blind fear and repressed sorrow, so Wukong (if he’s holding himself together) is usually sent to bear Wujing’s mighty swings one after the the other as he moves in for a hug. Once the big blue giant has cooled off and come to his senses, he’s utterly overwhelmed with guilt at the sight of all Wukong’s bruises and cuts, and spends the next week taking care of him like a little brother.

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As a goddess from time immemorial, Nüwa is… a little “out of touch“ when it comes to interacting with mortals. You can’t spend a handful of forevers hiding away and come out of it with stunning social skills, after all. She’s not exactly skillfully soft, but doesn’t see the need to be horribly cruel or vicious with. When the lunar haze from above softens her inhibitions, Nüwa turns to undermining the agency of her ward, subtly working to convince them that she- and she alone- can tend to their needs. (MK)

In his current state, Sandy really is the most “harmless” a yandere can be, settling for only the very occasional drugging to keep you complacent and docile while the musclebound monster man pampers you through the settling haze. The only thing changed by the Primal Moon’s impact is that Sandy becomes much more willing to verbally strike down the notion of independence by guilt-tripping you into staying “to keep him calm” as he wraps your smaller form in thick fleece blankets and pours another cup of tea with a strange layer of film on the top. (Pigsy)

Goliath doesn’t mind the viridescence too much, all things considered- more than ever during the event so people want to fight, so he’s never too busy “thinking” or “planning”- he’ll just pummel down any threat to his Queen and drag the body off to be converted into a fellow spider demon. The only real difference is that he’s not afraid to drag you out to bear witness to the growing violence and danger bred under the verdant lunar light, and then force you to patch his wounds as a show of the “affection” he expects you to have.

Already something of a troublemaker, Zhu Bajie mostly remains his old self during the semi-annual event, knowing which cards to play to get the Great Monk to do as he pleases, often to either his own or Sun Wukong’s detriment. Now he’ll direct that worsening (and at times downright malicious) manipulative behavior to you, trying to second-handedly browbeat you into submission. It’s not even that Bajie understands why- the moon just fucks his brain up so bad that he doesn’t bother pushing back against the notion that you should suffer for his own amusement.

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Throughout many centuries, Yellowtusk has trained long and hard to repress the worst of his instincts, to utterly astounding success. When not working with his sworn brothers, the pachyderm demon is traveling about to aid little mortals in need, though his brain is just fogged enough to disregard basic autonomy and personal boundaries. The big guy ends up pretty “hands-on” as a result, often holding and moving about mortals like dolls.

Given that he was an actual human to start with, Syntax works the opposite of MK- he’s not just “not repressing” the moon, it simply has no impact on him. Then upon his baleful transformation, Syntax just… isn’t all that different. You can change a body, but not the soul beneath it. He’s still a person, deep down.

Mr. and Mrs. Dragon have put themselves under the same rigorous training that they ensured Mei underwent, leaving them mostly untouched by any form of enthralling bestial behavior, both rather rational and composed. Still, they aren’t exactly above snatching up maybe a new worker -cook or maid or cleaner- from a lower class to “dote on” through the week- and if that individual is young enough they may well pursue adoption when the haze lifts.

[deadshadowcreature]

Some practice ✍️

[yarozi]

I'm sad that I rarely draw him :‹

[luxthestrange]

LMK Incorrect quotes#83 Sex Talk

Y/n: What’s the announcement, Wukong? Wukong: It’s a lecture. Ao lie’s gonna tell us everything He knows about sex Kui mulang: It should be an enjoyable 60 seconds

[raptorhonks]

Season 4 of Monkie Kid has been a treat.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Mentioned in a Post a while back about a Jttw/LMK AU I had regarding the "Yellow Robed Demon" Arc when Tripitaka got turned into a tiger.

Book Summary;

Tripitaka manages to escape his capture (for once) and passes on a message to the King of Baoxiang from his daughter, Baihuaxiu, explaining that she was kidnapped and made the forced bride of a demon (ironically making it a magical version of what befell Tripitaka's mother when he was a baby).

Kui Mulang rolls in with a human glamour and goes: "Nu-Uh! I'm but a humble human hunter. THIS guy is a tiger demon who attacked a girl some time ago. I save her and we've been living a simple life for the last 13 years!" (Lie)

So the dude pulls an Uno-Reverse and transforms Tripitaka into a tiger (or in some versions, glamours him into one). The King and his subjects believe this 100% since Tripitaka and the Pilgrims don't look so great without Wukong there to act as PR (he was exiled at the time for the White Bone Spirit incident).

Tripitaka is apparently aching-beautiful no matter his form though;

Wukong even feels kinda bad for his Master, since the transformation is so good that he can't even see through it with Gold Vision. Also imagine a sad giant kitty, that would bum anyone out.

Of course things are resolved by the end of the arc; the gang reunite with their monkey, Ao Lie gets his own badass chapter, the Princess is saved, Bajie kills the couple's two half-demon wolf children, the Yellow Robed Demon is revealed to be Revatī - the Wood Wolf of Legs after Wukong catches the demon commenting on his performance during the Havoc (Wukong has a few Columbo moments in the book like this), and Tripitaka is transformed back into his squishy monk self.

Bonus - Tripitaka as a tiger from a book illustration + the 1999 cartoon.

The book illustration + description suggests he's a rare Pseudo-melanistic "Black Tiger" seen in India, possibly an Indo-Chinese Tiger, or a South China Tiger with a darker back.

So here's where the timeline shifts...

The Wood Wolf of Legs ain't happy to be dragged away from (what he believed to be mutual) his true love on earth + his two kids, so he curses the Tang Monk to not only retain part of the glamour he imposed upon him, but to transform him fully into a carnivorous feline demon. Also as an extra "F-k you!" to the Jade Court he and his past love fled from, since the Queen Mother is a celestial tigress herself.

The Pilgrims freak out, obviously.

Guanyin is called up and is like;

Guanyin: "Well, you did unjustly punish and exile your best bodyguard because you didn't trust his judgement, seeing him only as a murderous beast... so *your* punishment is to deal with the rest of your Journey as one of the very same creatures you see as mindlessly bloodthirsty." Tripitaka, now cursed to stay a catboy: "Dang it." (≽^╥⩊╥^≼)

He still gets to wear the robes and walk upright -think Master Tigress from Kung Fu Panda but as a wimpy, twink-shaped, monk.

Tripitaka aint' having fun. He's a life-long vegetarian who's suddenly an apex hypercarnivore. He tries his best for the longest time to stay on the veggies (and durian weirdly enough since tigers like those), but eventually he will need to chow down on some bleeding protein.

And his team literally consists of the main diet of a tiger...

Wukong, a monkey: "Master isn't looking too good." Zhu Bajie, a pig: "I don't like the way he's been looking at us. I burnt my finger making the campfire and he looked ready to pounce!" Sha Wujing, a fish: "I'm not surprised. Cats are of few beasts that absolutely require meat protein to survive." Ao Lie, currently a horse: "If he goes feral, I vote we sacrifice the pig first." Wujing & Wukong: "Agreed." Zhu Bajie: "HEY!!" (₍•̀ ⚇•́ ₎) Tripitaka, meditating hard: "Perhaps if I eat a watermelon, it would sustain my desire for flesh?"

What worse?

Tripitaka is still considered smoking hot. Now by demon standards too!

The Trio of Lion Camel Ridge prepare to attack the Pilgrims when;

Azure Lion: (*sees that the Great Monk is actually a beautiful tiger.*) Azure Lion, lowering his sword: "Guys, do not mess this up for me." Peng & Yellow Tusk: (*annoyed groans!*)

[lotusarchon]

Got any Kui Mulang headcanons? SFW preferred.

Kui Mulang? *takes a long drag from my cigar* I haven't heard that name in over a year.....

Anyways, as you haven't specified if you wanted relationship ones or not, these are a mix of both. Though I advise in the near future to specify, because it's confusing to know what exactly you might want without being specific.

• He drinks tea and is as much of a tea lover as Sandy. Yes, I'm saying this because of the British accent but also because he genuinely seems like the type who drinks tea to relax too. He wouldn't like Sandy though sadly.

• As he's only ever loved one person (aka, the Jade Maiden), then of course his future partner has to either remind him of his past love, or be an exact reincarnation of her. Either way, you're his target of affection, deal with it now.

• He's the type of partner who's rude to anyone BUT his love. It genuinely doesn't matter who, what, when or where - if they aren't you, he's going to be an absolute prick and there's nothing you can do about.

• Mulang seems pretty boring so I also see him as not having many hobbies or enjoyments, in canon or modern instances. He wakes up, loves his partner, does his job and then that's it. Bro has nothing going on for him lmfao

• In a modern au he'd be a wealthy dick. Literally - you know the rich stereotypes in movies who don't have time for poor people or think they're disgusting? Yeah, that's him. Ebenezer Scrooge type shit.

• He is also the type to wear a fluffy, beautiful and eccentric sleeping gown. This is canon to me.

(this wasn't good because again, with no specification i don't know how to go about writing it.)

[jttwconfessions]

For the LMK fandom, just in case. Don’t forget that Kui Mulang slapped his wife and it's pretty evident in the book that the relationship is abusive and that he would hurt her if she did anything that he didn't like. Sha Wujing had to intervene to stop the him from killing her. He even betrays her. His wife wanted to escape from him.

[spicytteokmaraudontuz]

Monkie kid fanart!

1, Six eared Macaque

2, Peng

3, MonkeyKing

4~5, Azure Lion previous ver, jade emperor ver

6, Tang

7, Red Son

8, Mei

9, Kui Mulang

10, Nez Ha

[ebonystarfall]

Can you write a Kui Mulang x Sheep Demon!Reader who he thinks is too weak to have any useful power so he just keeps reader in his palace as a personal servant and pillow (because y’know…sheep are soft)

“You want me to be a…pillow?”

Kui Mulang x Sheep Demon!Reader

Created by: Starlight (Owner 2)

Type of content: Oneshot

Pov: Second

Word Count: 1,364

TW: The smallest suggestive undertone if you squint, and nothing else tbh.

A/N: I love sheep and I love demons. Cuddly sheep demon? Perfect. By the way we both decided to take a VERY long and well-needed break (I started to play HSR and I'm in love with Dan Heng)

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED

The day you were captured by the Devourer of Earthly Souls marked a profound twist in the fabric of your existence. Was it for the better? Probably not. For the worse? That remained an open question. Indecision clouded your thoughts as you were escorted into his grand throne room. To your astonishment, the Devourer, Kui Mulang, was not the monstrous figure of your nightmares, but rather a being of striking handsomeness. His light lavender hair fell gracefully around a face adorned with the most enchanting violet eyes you had ever beheld. Yet, despite his beauty, it was clear he held no such admiration for you.

Kui Mulang barely spared you a second glance before a dismissive scoff escaped his lips. He instructed his attendants to outfit you in more presentable attire, as though your current state was an affront to his court. It was then you realized he deemed you devoid of any significant power. In fact, he harbored the belief that devouring your soul would weaken him. Such a judgment stung deeply, perhaps even more so because it might hold a grain of truth—you were, after all, merely a sheep demon, often underestimated and overlooked.

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As you entered his chambers this morning to make his bed, you found him still asleep—a rare occurrence, given his usual vigilance. The soft click-clack of your hooves resonated through the quiet room. Swathed in an unusually large number of pillows and blankets, his face showed signs of fatigue, with dark circles under his eyes. Hesitantly, you reached out to rouse him.

To your astonishment, he responded with a soft whine, his voice plaintive and endearing.

“Too tired... don't wake me...”

“…but you must, sir.”

Upon hearing your insistent reminder that he unfortunately had to wake up, his wolf ears perked up with a sudden alertness. Though you knew he could transform into a massive wolf—hence the wolf-themed headdresses of his guards—you had never realized he could selectively manifest those attributes. This revelation was startling, yet you had little time to ponder it as he tried to force his eyes open, blinking away the stubborn remnants of sleep. His efforts were in vain, and he let out another small, exasperated groan.

“Oh, it’s you…the little lamb,” he muttered, his voice tinged with weary resignation. Without warning, he reached out, his grip surprisingly gentle but firm, and pulled you into the bed beside him. The action elicited a soft, startled mumble from you.

“I—sir? What do you plan to do?” you stammered, your voice betraying your surprise and flustered state.

Kui Mulang's gaze lingered on you for a fleeting moment before he drew you in, pressing you closely against his body with an embrace that felt oddly comforting, as though you were a cherished pillow he sought solace in.

“Hush. I have no filthy intentions. Just...” His voice trailed off into a tired murmur as he nestled into the wool of your hair. “...stay as a pillow and quiet down.”

The unexpected request left you momentarily flustered.

“You want me to be a pillow...?” you managed to utter, your cheeks warming with nervous embarrassment as you glanced up at the wolf demon.

However, despite your initial unease, you sighed and allowed him to draw you nearer. The relief that he harbored no untoward intentions with you was palpable. Yet, as he nestled closer, your thoughts raced. Why was he so close? Did he not recognize your role, your identity? Was weariness truly enough to blur those distinctions?

You lost track of time as he drifted back into slumber, his arms initially wrapped around your sides before gradually descending to settle gently around your waist. Whenever his hands moved down, the feeling of his warm fingers caressing your sides…almost made you squeal in excitement and nervousness. As he snuggled closer, seeking comfort in your presence, you couldn't help but feel a strange mix of awkwardness and unexpected intimacy in this peculiar situation. Each slight movement you made prompted a soft mumble from him, his response a tightening of his embrace that didn’t help the butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

With a soft sigh, you calmed down, allowing yourself to breathe steady so you wouldn’t become something akin to a giggling schoolgirl. You felt his breath ghosting your shoulder, the way he snuggled his head into your hair like it was the softest thing he could’ve ever felt in his centuries of life, how one of his legs were wrapping around yours… it felt incredible and terrifying at the same time. Remember— this was the man, no, the demon who could’ve stolen and ate your soul like a measly piece of carrot cut up in a soup. Yet he didn’t. You had always assumed that it was due to how weak you were, but right now, you were getting other thoughts as to why he spared you from such a cruel fate. You forced yourself to relax as the thoughts started to make you a little stressed out, before you merely took a breath and decided to snuggle closer to him, making him elicit a pleased yet sleepy hum.

Summoning courage, you stole a glance at his face and were struck by his appearance. His typically neat hair, usually styled in a controlled manner, now tumbled loosely around his face, its texture reminiscent of the soft fur of a wolf pup. His usually stern visage was softened in repose, a rare vulnerability showing through the relaxed lines of his expression. Lips slightly parted, his head nestled against the curve of your neck, he appeared almost innocent and…cute, in some way.

—

You must have dozed off too, only waking when the wolf demon began to stir. Blinking away the last remnants of sleep, you quickly became alert. Kui Mulang glanced at you, then at the tangled position you both were in, and groaned. You followed his gaze, realizing his arms were still wrapped around your waist and his legs snugly entwined with yours. He muttered under his breath, “Was I that drunk that I forgot what happened…?”

His words took you by surprise. Drunk? That seemed unlikely. There was no scent of alcohol, and he hadn't appeared intoxicated, just incredibly tired.

“You were drunk? But you didn’t seem like it… or smell like it,” you said, eyebrows raised in surprise.

“I indulged in a bit too much wine while sneaking around the cellar… and magic can disguise a lot.”

“Oh… but if you’re wondering, we didn’t do anything weird or whatnot,” you mumbled, feeling awkward.

“We didn’t?” he asked, looking both surprised and, for a fleeting moment, almost disappointed. Wait—was that disappointment? The thought made your heart race, and you tried to push it away.

You let out an embarrassed whine, “We did not… you said you didn’t have any intentions like that.”

Kui Mulang groaned and rubbed his head, putting some distance between the two of you. Naturally, you couldn’t protest; serving him was your duty. It wasn’t as if he usually paid much attention to you anyway.

But as you turned to look at him, you felt his hand snake around your waist, pulling you close with a grip that was gentle yet firm. His breath, warm and soft against your skin, was a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. He pressed a kiss to your neck, and the sensation of his teeth nibbling and bruising your skin sent a wave of flustered embarrassment through you. But it wasn’t like he cared.

He soon pulled back, regaining his usual stony, composed expression. “I suppose you aren’t as bad as a pillow. Perhaps I should assign you a bit more work in my chambers…”

His tone carried a hint of innuendo, and you caught the implication, though you were still a blushing mess. Your hand moved gingerly to touch the spot where he’d left a noticeable hickey, the sting of the bruised skin finally registering. You let out a little huff.

“I prefer staying as your personal attendant. Not a personal…” you trailed off and sighed. “Sir, could this be a one-time occurrence?”

“Maybe, maybe not. You’ll have to try and keep me away from the cellar to stop me, dear.”

[itsabouttimex2]

Monkie Kid Tier Lists

“What do they steal from you?”

“Mom/Dad, can I date someone?”

“Mom/Dad, I need help.”

“There’s only one bed.”