#yandere macaque

[miifu666]

you've seen me babble about Yan! Wukong... BUT THIS TIME ITS MACAQUE!! i know he has a big dick- I've always wanted to write abt Macaque, just never had the time to but now I do- hihihii thank you for those who asked for him ♡♡

⋆˙⟡ —CW: Yandere, ooc Macaque, noncon drugging, rough Macaque, insecurities mentioned, manipulative, art is oc x canon but drabble is canon x reader.

Yandere! Macaque

Imagining Yan! Macaque who knows which words to strike your insecurities, what sentences can fully make you dissociate in the middle of the day. To let him be the one who guides you while you're busy drowning in your self-doubt. His hands maneuvering itself to gently lay on your back, the other acting like a fence, making sure no one can bump into you. He coos about how unfortunate you are, poor little you. Yet, his smirk came forth as he looks back.

"Ohohoho! Look at how you're dressed, baby~ well … maybe this part is a little tight for you, don't you think?"

Macaque tasted the bitter end of the stick, while Wukong got to gloat about the honeyed drip he tasted. The dark simian makes sure you never see the good side of that sage, he'll inject every single downside of every trait you love about Wukong. Sometimes, he even uses your own words against you. Turning your friends and family against you for having the same traits as that monkey you adore. You think Wukong's empathetic? How does it feel to be fooled and scammed by your own friends? Wukong's ambitious? Oh but it eats you up doesn't it? You'll never be good enough for yourself. Macaque is observant, he lives in the shadow and he knows how to use your own surroundings to make you feel little.

"Well, im glad you've learned your lesson…i know its hard to accept that sometimes good things, aren't always good, sweetheart"

He remembers when Wukong was possessed by LBD, there was a sense of longing whenever he thought back to how he was also under her control. The images of you so pliant, harmless and a soft bundle of drug induced state inspires him to try and concoct his own drug. Maybe even steals one from a pharmaceutical, any drug will do. As long as it keeps you pliant and adorable, no horrible side effects, at least that's what he hoped for.

He'll study how much doses you need to ensure you're all hazy and high as a kite. Can't even reach the door to his dojo without stumbling and holding on. So cute, adorable, ugh what other words can he use? You're all helpless, who would make sure you dont stumble and hit your head now hmm? Don't worry, your dear boyfriend Macaque is here. Albeit seeing you like this strikes a sadistic side of him he didn't know of.

"Hey hey, where you going sweetheart? A drunken little thing like you shouldn't walk around without any help. What if some big bad guy takes advantage of you hmm? Poor thing"

Macaque knows what he's doing is wrong. Punishing you, keeping you hidden, heck he even silently drugged you without your knowledge just so he can fulfill his stupid fantasy. He's not delusional, there's guilt eating him up and the only way a traumatized simian can say sorry is through his actions and services. he's the best at handling things patiently with care, Macaque will take care of you in ways he knows best, and he's really good at it too.

"Ohoho what's this? You missed me this much? Hahaha so cute.. ill have a fun time ravishing you.. just lay down and let me do my thing"

Yan! Macaque who longs for someone to share the lonely nights with him, someone who he can cuddle with and talk about the stars and which stupid cat reactions you are. Its all he ever dreams of, all he longs for. Yan! Macaque understand every single insecurity you're going through, he knows how to handle it. He'll help you through it, He'll make sure you wont have lonely nights to cry yourself to sleep on. Maybe if you close your eyes hard enough, you can forget about the shackle on your leg and the bruising lovebites around your intimate areas.

"I know… its hard, its tough but life happens and.. i know my little sweetheart can pull through.. you always do. Thats what i love about you.. haha even got me a little too obsessed"

Macaque is a good mate whether you admit it or not, his observant eyes and omniscient six ears focused solely on you. The slight sniff from your nose can be a sign of an oncoming sickness, within no time he'll be ready with the blankets, warm tea, tissues and medicine! You might think he's heartless, sure he locks you up whenever he goes out, talks you down every time you feel confident enough to leave him and yeah he might have a need to see you helpless without him But! But! He's not neglectful, maybe there are times where you feel like he's infantilizing you. Yet he swears it's just an instinct, he always makes sure you get your proper meals, he even watches cooking shows just to make sure you eat your flavourful food! Not those salt and pepper tasteless things.

"I made you something~ ...what? It tastes funny? Hmmm must be the new recipe im trying, im sure you're just not used to it, hun"

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Idea Dump - Peach

Wukong: *Holding out a peach.*

Reader: *Suspicious* No thank you.

Wukong: You need to eat my love. *Dragging out an innocent act by smiling nicely.*

Reader: Yeah... nope, I'm good. *Spins around to walk away*

Macaque: What's going on?

Wukong: She won't accept my peach 🥺

Reader: Not falling for it!

Macaque:... would you like this peach instead?

Reader: … No.

Macaque: Awe come on my love! You need to eat something!

Reader:...

Runt: *Scampers up holding a small peach around half the size of the warlords with a slight bruise on it.*

Reader: Aren't you just the cutest. Thank you *Proceeds to eat peach without complaint*

Wukong and Macaque: Oh come on!

[lotusarchon]

Who do you think would the scariest yandere between wukong and macaque and why ?

Wukong, because for all the emo, evilness Macaque is, it's easier to predict him...in a way. He's the type of person who's pretty obvious that he would be a yandere, and all his actions would just prove your suspicion. He might be a good actor...but is it a surprise the dark and gloomy emo dude is a yandere??

See with Wukong, my personal opinion is he's scarier because of his personality, specifically. Whether it's pre journey, post journey or LMK era....he's unpredictable. Wukong knows how to play his cards right, and he's a trickster to the core. Though his personality does have to vary depending on the timeline... there's just no way you're gonna be safe.

Remember, this is the guy who only the Buddha was capable of defeating. You could be a god, mortal, demon etc, you WILL be doomed if Wukong ever falls in love with you.

Pre journey? He doesn't give a fuck - he's dragging you back with missing limps because pain is the best benefactor.

Post journey? Well, he might be less violent...but you're still getting dragged back with injuries if you keep being stubborn.

LMK era? Oh, you're fucked fucked. He's so nice and heroic :(( everyone loves him, how could you dare claim he's evil? Who's going to believe your babbling about his insanity, over him, the Monkey King? Not even MK is willing to help because come on, the Monkey King's changed! Or did someone put you up to that.

Personal opinion? I'd rather take Macaque over Wukong any day.

Macaque can die. Plus he fits the whole evil villain stereotype if you're smart enough.

Sun Wukong? You're better off dead. And that's if he'll even allow you to rest in the underworld in peace.

[foresthouseowo]

Wukong: terribly panicked about the new hoop on his head

Macaque:...."I'm jealous. Let's kill that guy and take this thing off you."

Anyway, I watched the trailer. Many have expressed their opinion and mine is almost the same

I wanted to make a comic, but I'm too lazy, so just a sketch ^_^

[thefrenchydude]

Didjlsdkksls. Macaque enjoying a hot spring.

@rovobeam thanks for this AMAZING piece of art !!!

Here is their Kofi if you want to support this artist : https://ko-fi.com/sura235. Their comms are open btw !

[itsabouttimex2]

Fun fact: In China, Chinese criminals were marked on their faces for life. Hot knives cut the flesh of prisoners, engraving characters on their foreheads. Later the ink was inserted into the open wounds to form words like “murderer”, “thief” and etc.

That’s such a morbidly neat fact, and thank your for sharing it with me! It actually got me looking around online, where I found a few articles about it!

It certainly provides some “encouragement” for Y/N to play along with whatever the kings want, after they tried to steal from the royal kitchen- there’s always the threat of a permanent criminal marking on the table.

(They wouldn’t actually do that to a kiddo, but Y/N doesn’t know that.)

Or worse- Y/N has already been punished for their former acts of theft, without the jurisdiction of either king who would have absolutely vetoed the notion of essentially mutilating a hungry child for stealing scraps from a graveyard or windowsill.

MK learning from his loving baba that only “bad people” get these tattoos and growing very, very upset no matter how his fathers try to comfort or soothe him, and for all they remind him that it “only happens to bad people”, it just pushes him closer and closer to the brink because-

“Y/N is not bad,” the boy wails, tears gushing from his big black eyes, sopping uselessly away into his golden father’s robe, both monkeys gently trying to comfort him.

“Shush, shush, shhh… Xiaotian, baby, please! No one said anything about Y/N!” Macaque tries to soothe, bouncing his son lightly.

“You did,” he bawls, kicking his little feet like any other toddler throwing a tantrum. “You did! Y-you said “bad people” have those tattoos! And- and- and Y/N is not bad!”

“Y/N has… someone gave them a penal tattoo?” Sun Wukong queries, unknowingly tightening his grip on the gilded handles of his throne. “…someone gave a starving orphan the mark of a dangerous criminal?”

“…I think we need to take a trip down to the village.”

[certified-pumi]

Unloved Beloved

One person already shared their idea for @itsabouttimex2’s platonic yan AU, “Not The Beloved” (go check it out if you haven’t already) so I’m here to share mine too, inspired by their “Not The Beloved” fic. An ‘what if’ scenario if you will.

warnings: spoilers for lmk season 5, gender neutral reader, child neglect, parentification, favouritism, yandere platonic/familial characters, kidnapping, likely OOC writing.

Following close to canon, Xiangliu was the one responsible for MK’s egg hatching prematurely. Thus, also allowing for the Shadowpeach family to finally have their perfect monkey baby!

One day for whatever reason, Xiangliu ends up on the Flower Fruit mountain. Recognising where he is, he decides to pay a quick visit to the little harbinger that he had set free.

He didn’t have to look for long, as he noticed two small, monkey silhouettes on the beach. Approaching them, he immediately recognised MK, the little ball of sunshine as energetic as ever. He played with who appeared to be another monkey, only somewhat much taller than him in stature.

However, upon closer inspection, Xiangliu realized that it wasn’t another monkey that MK played with. As the young child took off their hood, the demon was met with a pair of innocent, large eyes that stared back at him.

A human.

Curious enough, he approaches you both. Despite your cautiousness about this strange new face, you easily let your guard down once he convinces you that he’s an old friend of Sun Wukong’s.

He quickly learns that you’re MK’s older sibling and Wukong’s and Macaque’s adopted human child. When Xiangliu asks about your parents’ whereabouts, he’s surprised to learn that both of them are away. “And you’re taking care of the little one all by yourself? Your brother sure seems lucky to have such a reliable older sibling,” he comments. He doesn’t miss the way you try to hide your frown and then nod along.

Naturally, Xiangliu doesn’t stick around for too long. He leaves and once your fathers return, you mention your father’s “old friend” visiting and describe him as best as you can.

Not recognising anyone by that description, Sun Wukong and Macaque brush it off as you having an imaginary friend.

As for Xiangliu himself, he had to admit that he didn’t expect for Sun Wukong and his mate to be present at the right time to adopt the future Harbinger of Chaos. Or that the Great Sun Wukong would also adopt a human child beforehand. Knowing the potential risk to his plans if the Harbinger was being raised by the Monkey King and the Six Eared Macaque, the nine headed demon decides to drop by more frequently.

He knew that he couldn’t directly approach baby MK. The fact that Sun Wukong and his spouse were fussing over him would mean that he had no opening for talking to the mystic baby monkey without having to talk to them.

And that’s where you come in like a blessing.

By befriending and gaining your trust first, Xiangliu could indirectly learn more about what the rest of your family has been up to. He’d have to put in a little effort not to be noticed by your fathers, sure, but as long as he could use you to keep an eye on MK’s development under the Great Sage, it’ll be worth it.

In the next few years that follow, Xiangliu has observed the dynamics that were in your family in order to befriend you. To him, it became obvious fast how there was a clear favoritism directed towards the youngest child in the family. Of course, he’d use that distance that your fathers were making to let himself close to you.

Each time you were left alone with MK, Xiangliu would appear. Knowing that your parents considered his existence just as imaginary, he decided to play under that guise. He made sure to always remain friendly towards you and MK, offering to play with you both. The best part of all of it to you was that he didn’t treat you differently than MK.

Along with your friendship with Xiangliu prolonging, he started to notice how your fathers’ treatment of MK started to affect you further into your childhood. He didn’t have to intertwine or even talk to you to see it, since your fathers didn’t have to put any effort in making it more obvious.

Whenever he’d attempt to talk to you alone, you’d have to apologize, saying that you’re too tired to talk. The reasons being going to school and then having to babysit MK. It seemed that your fathers completely forgot how the demon toddler’s stamina was much more vast compared to that of a human child.

 And when you weren’t tired, it was during the times that you had your fathers drag you along to wherever MK wanted to go. You never had time to talk to Xiangliu anymore or to even do your own hobbies. 

And like a salt to the wound, the demon could also see all the brand new gifts that MK had each time he’d have some time to observe the boy. Compared to him, you still had your hand-me-downs from your Papa. It didn’t help that  along with them, patched slits for nonexistent ears and tail remained on those clothes. Like a cruel reminder to the reason for your father’s selfish treatment.

It was baffling how both of your fathers prioritized your brother’s feelings over your being. Your entire existence was limited to wherever your parents decided that MK needed something more.

When you tried to reach out to any other adults or to any other kids about your state at home, you were either brushed off or met with disdain. Other people in your life told you to grow out of it and stop being ungrateful. You were the adopted child of Great Sage and his loyal partner, after all. What more do you want, when you already have what many other children don’t?

The more he watched, the more that Xiangliu started to feel an ounce of remorse towards you. While he watched your social life crumble due to having to put MK’s needs before your own, he started to wonder if he made the right choice by letting the boy be adopted by two enabling monkeys.

One time, he caught you quietly crying to yourself. With no one around, Xiangliu had a rare opportunity to comfort you.

“I hate it! Everyone keeps saying how I should be grateful for being adopted by the great, famous warriors like baba and papa… but-! It’s like they don’t love me. Not as much as MK anyway,” as you sniffle, the demon reaches out to stroke your hair.

His touch is gentle while he watches you with a stern frown.

“You must really hate MK, don’t you child?” Xiangliu asks, “To be completely robbed of your freedom, all because both of your parents prioritize his wishes and needs over your own. That must’ve been so difficult for a child like you.” 

As you wipe away your tears, you look at your ‘imaginary friend’.

“I… I don’t,” you admit, “It’s not that I hate MK, it’s just… I-I don’t like how both baba and papa brush me off. When I tell them I’m too tired, I can rest only after all of us go to the arcade that MK wanted to go to. I can’t even play or go to my friends on my own! MK always wants me to play with him or else he’d get upset. And both of them hate to see him cry…”

Xiangliu was quiet as your lower lip started to wobble again. More of your tears fell, making the nine headed demon pull you in a hug.

“It’s not fair, it’s not! Why do they care more about what MK wants? He always gets anything he asks! But I want new things too! Why do I have to work for them and MK doesn’t?!” you wail. “Why is MK their favorite?! I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Oh, I know, I know, child…” 

“It’s not fair, it’s not fair!!”

Feeling his resentment for your family growing, Xiangliu doesn’t say anything. He just lets you cry your little heart out.

Once you’re all tuckered out from crying, Xiangliu has no heart to put you back in your bed. He was still fixated on you, safe and peaceful in his arms. Your tear stained face and swollen eyes were something that he couldn’t look away from without feeling resentment.

As a so-called hero and warrior, he couldn’t help but to laugh bitterly each time Wukong referred to himself as your baba. Xiangliu saw how many clones he summoned to take care of MK the moment the boy got sick with the slightest cold. Yet he nor his partner could spare one glance at you, who was waiting for them while being late to school.

He hated the way Macaque missed your potential over the sake of training MK. While he taught the boy how to shadow travel, he completely missed the way you tried to get his attention by trying to perfect one of his signature moves. He only ever patted your head and told you not to bother with it, while going to then teach and praise MK for trying that exact same move.

It seemed that the privileges from Nuwa never left MK, despite him abandoning his shell. The more he observed the young boy, the more Xiangliu grew bitter.

Because of his parents, the boy is gonna grow up with a need to be a hero. To live up to the ideal that Nuwa and his own parents had set out for him.

All while you were used and left behind, like an unpolished gem meant as a gift for your brother.

He recognised that your brother was attached to you. He might be the only one who pays attention to you, besides Xiangliu himself. But, he is also the reason others miss seeing your true potential. You were still young and unwilling to accept that little MK was the true cause for your suffering.

But, that’s where a demon like Xiangliu can help.

He watched you be sidelined for far too long. Your fathers never gave you a chance to experience what you could’ve been, they just kept you restrained to what you should be for your brother.

Irony of it all was that once long ago, your fathers were the one who rebelled against the whole Heaven. And now, they were keeping their own child in a gilded cage while simultaneously undermining your wants and needs, just like how Heaven did to them.

Just like how Nuwa did to him.

He was done watching you suffer your fathers’ foolishness. 

Black tendrils now surround you both, it wasn’t long until Xiangliu had you both teleported from your room. And even so, when he glanced over your unconscious form, you were still sleeping and unaware.

 Far away from those disgraceful fathers, demanding younger brother and that tropical prison that you’ve been forced to call home, now with him you’ll  finally be free. Soon enough and with him by your side, you’ll be able to reach your full potential.

No matter the sudden change in his plans, Xiangliu knows that having you here with him will prove much more fruitful later down the line. And as for your family and more specifically, your brother….

It was too late for him to fix what’s already been done with MK. But he knows, he’ll be able to help you set yourself free.

By sharing with you the freedom of what only the Chaos can bring.

ending note:

It's been so long since the last time I wrote something. I hope that it wasn’t a boring read, lol.

Also, I should mention, I hadn’t finished watching season 5 so I have yet to see what else is going on, buuut I had to get this fic idea out of my system, so yeah.

Thank you everyone that stuck ‘til the end!

[kiwisandpearls]

how to kidnap a little bunny

Yandere! Wukong x Platonic! Gn! Young! Reader x Yandere! Macaque

summary: two weird talking monkeys kidnap forcefully adopt you.

warnings: reader uses they/them pronouns, descriptions of blood and gore, descriptions of the death and bodies of reader’s parents, kidnapping, gaslighting if you squint, reader is just not having fun yandere/obsessive behavior, OOC wukong and macaque

You slowly stirred from your dreamless sleep before sitting up and rubbing your eyes. You had hoped that it was at least early sometime in the morning, but then groaned when you saw the moon still high up in the sky outside of your window.

It was still night. And you weren't tired one bit. Great.

You let out a long-winded sigh before plopping back down into your bed and staring blankly up at the ceiling. You battled with yourself about sneaking downstairs and getting a small midnight snack, but you also didn't want to wake up your parents. You’d never hear the end of it from them if they caught you.

After a few more minutes of staring up at your bland ceiling, you let out a huff slowly and quietly got out of your bed. With a bunny plushie in hand, you slowly cracked your door open, looking up and down the desolate, cold, dark hallway before opening it fully; the door — fortunately — didn’t creak.

You slinked through the hallway before carefully tiptoeing down the stairs, your bunny plushie secured in your right arm as you held the railing with your left hand. As you tiptoed down the stairs a metallic smell faintly tickled your nose, which caused you to stop in confusion. Were your parents up? No…they don’t usually get up this early unless they need something too.

.

.

.

Was it an intruder?

The thought made your heart rate increase and you clutched your plushie tighter to your chest. No. There’s no way an intruder got in. Your parents locked all the doors and windows in the house, and you would’ve heard any windows being broken! You took a deep breath. Yeah. There was no intruder. Your parents must just be awake doing something. Probably just cooking something. Taking another deep breath, you hesitantly continued down the stairs, the metallic stench getting stronger and stronger with each step you took.

By the time you were done walking down the stairs the metallic smell was almost distractingly strong, and your nerves were going into overdrive. You hesitantly creeped your way into the kitchen, begging, praying that that putrid metallic smell was just some bad meat or food your parents were throwing out.

“…Mom…? Dad—?” Your voice fell on your tongue and your bunny plushie almost abandoned on the floor at what you saw when you turned the light on. In front of you laid the still, unmoving bodies of both your mother and father. Whatever features would be on your mother’s face were indistinguishable, all now simply just a nauseating mix of blood and flesh. Your father faced a similar fate, however claw marks were printed onto his neck, which were absent from your mother’s.

Your stomach dropped to your feet as the horrifying realization struck you that that metallic scent was not from any sort of expired meat or food, but from the blood of your now, mangled, dead, parents.

In your shock, you completely missed the two creatures  standing in the room over your parents’ bodies. One was a black-haired macaque monkey with golden eyes, while the other was an orange-haired monkey also with golden eyes. The two continued to stare down your parents’ bodies until you let out a tiny squeak of pure horror, causing the two monkeys’ heads to snap in your direction. The orange-haired monkey’s face morphed from a blank one to one of pure adoration as he took in your features.

“Hi, kiddo!” The monkey warmly said before barreling into you and scooping you into his arms, nuzzling his cheek against yours. You let out a whimper and tried to feebly push him off you as your breathing started to shorten.

“Wha— who are you?” You hoarsely asked.

The monkey pouted at you not knowing who he was, ignoring you trying to push him away.

“Aww…do you not remember us, honey…?” The monkey cooed before smiling softly, “no matter! We have a lot to catch up on anyways! My name’s Wukong, and he’s Macaque,” Wukong said, nodding his head to the other monkey, who was just blankly staring at you. 

“Why…why would you do this to them…?” You feebly asked, looking back down at the sight of your parents. Wukong’s gaze darkened and Macaque stood in front of your parents’ bodies to block them from you.

“We had to do it, kiddo.” This time it was Macaque’s turn to talk, “they obviously weren’t taking care of you,” he said before approaching you and placing a blood soaked hand on his cheek, which only caused you to flinch and let out another small whimper. This only caused Wukong to coo harder.

“Oh, poor baby,” Wukong murmured before planting a kiss on your cheek, “don’t worry, your real parents are here with you now.”

“And we’re taking you home,” Macaque finished off. While his face remained neutral you could see a tint of affection in his golden eyes.

This all would’ve been sweet if your parents’ dead bodies weren’t quite literally right there in front of them.

“No…no, you— you’re not my parents…” you murmured, trying your hardest to riggle yourself out of Macaque’s ironclad grip. 

“Please…I just…I want my mom and dad back…” You pathetically sniffled, tears flooding your eyes, blurring your vision. Wukong sighed before softly kissing your forehead, and Macaque started to rhythmically run his paw through your hair, unintentionally soaking it with your parents’ blood.

That was alright, though. Once you were back home, back to your actual home, you’d get a long warm bath.

“It’s ok, bud. Just go to sleep. We’re taking you home now,” Macaque whispered, his smooth voice — to your horror — relaxing your tense nerves. You wanted to scream and shout, jump out of Wukong’s grasp, do anything, but as if against your will, your eyes started to close and your breathing slowed to a normal speed. 

“Don’t worry…you’ll finally be back at home when you wake up,” Wukong lovingly reassured you. That was the last thing you heard before you let sleep take you.

The last thing you could do was clutch tightly onto your bunny plushie. The bunny plushie your parents gifted you. Your prized possession. And the only remnant you’d had left of your old life.

I really hope that when I copy pasted this from my doc it didn’t severely butcher the formatting lol.

I know that after Journey to the west lmk! Wukong would probably definitely not want to kill innocent mortals but honestly I’m not too beat up over it? A big factor of yandere fics is that it’s basically a fic where you can have characters act in ways they absolutely canonically wouldn’t on account of being a yandere. Sure it’s always to see how characters would still canonically act if they were a yandere but I always think it’s just more fun to go “fuck it” and go crazy with this stuff so (not sure if im explaining it this best)

originally the name of this fic was going to be “kidnapping forced adoption” but with the whole bunny motif I was going for with the reader having a bunny plushie and that being the only thing they were able to keep before being taken by macaque and wukong, I thought this was more of a fitting title but idk, maybe im wrong

I would like to expand on how macaque and wukong got infatuated with reader and why they decided to kill reader’s parents, but only really if people seem interested in the idea, otherwise I think those ideas might just be things to toss and turn in my head

anyways I hope you liked this lol, I do plan on making my next fic at least a bit fluffy, so it probably wont be another platonic yandere one, but im not against it so, just be on the lookout!

[mehiwilldoitlater]

He's desperate

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[yanderes-galore]

for the 16th rivalry between yandere lmk wukong and macaque?? please

Hm... I can try some rivalry HCs, sure!

Yandere! Sun Wukong vs Macaque

Pairing: Romantic - Rivalry

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Possessive behavior, Overprotective behavior, Stalking, Violence, Attempted kidnapping mentioned, Isolation, Jealousy, Dubious relationship.

I think this is a cool idea considering how their dynamic and characters are portrayed in canon.

After all, Sun Wukong and Macaque are meant to be opposites of one another.

They were once sworn brothers and friends, then after Macaque was left behind they were enemies.

Later on they become 'friends' again... but imagine if they both got attached to the same person while being enemies?

Maybe you meet Sun Wukong first, a known hero who gets all the fame.

You may even be close to the monkey king similar to MK, making you both friends.

In this case, Macaque's obsession over you would be to get back at Wukong.

He doesn't want to see the other monkey happy after just abandoning him.

Then while he's originally hunting you down out of spite... Turns out he can see why Wukong enjoys your company.

Alternatively, If Macaque gets obsessed first, he may also use it against Wukong.

Macaque is naturally manipulative, it would not surprise me if he used you to taunt Wukong.

After all, Wukong is beloved by many, but Macaque bets he isn't adored by a special someone.

This ends up making Wukong curious about you.

At the time Macaque wasn't dating you and was lying to mess with Wukong, which made the monkey king look into you.

Unfortunately now both monkeys begin to fight for your affection because Macaque can tell Wukong is going to take you from him... like he's taken everything else.

Another thing I'd like to note about this concept is the fact they seem rather evenly matched.

Macaque is quite literally meant to be Wukong's shadow, they have nearly the same abilities.

Clones, shapeshifting, although they have different fighting styles, they're very similar to one another with the exception of a few skills.

Their motives would also differ between one another.

Wukong tends to lean protective most of the time, while Macaque tends to lean possessive.

However, that does not mean they both aren't capable of these traits... That's just where they tend to lean towards.

I was going to say their rivalry would be petty, but that's only if they were on good terms.

Since Macaque is scared of abandonment, he'd probably aim to get rid of Wukong permanently if he felt you were going to be taken from him.

Meanwhile, Wukong doesn't trust Macaque to not do anything cruel with you.

They're both scared to lose you to the other, but again, different motives.

Wukong thinks you're going to get hurt, Macaque doesn't want to be hurt again...

Which makes both monkeys decide they should try to keep you away from the other.

I do think their rivalry would get violent but they'd never get to the point of killing one another as one of them will always retreat.

Macaque is always following you around like a shadow, hoping he'll get your attention with his sweet words.

Wukong warns you about him, but he's no better honestly.

Macaque stalks you through the shadows, Wukong 'watches over you' as different animals.

See? There's little difference between them but motive and method.

The two still stalk you, the two still fight for you, they're pretty much the same.

Just because Wukong isn't sly and overly charismatic as Macaque doesn't mean he isn't manipulating you in some way.

Both of them want to isolate you, both of them want you to themselves...

Seriously, is there much of a difference between 'protecting you' and 'isolating you' when it comes to them?

No, No there isn't.

Not only that but their fights are nearly catastrophic.

They're both ridiculously strong and determined to get their way.

It may even be a bit upsetting because Macaque just wants to find someone to give him attention?

He definitely takes this rivalry personally since Macaque thinks Wukong has everything.

When in reality, Wukong is probably in a similar boat.

They both just want attention and love from one specific person.

Which, unfortunately, happens to be you.

I can see them both being clingy and brutal in their obsession.

They both like to be playful and clingy with you, completely unwilling to share you.

They both have their sights on you as their partner, probably even for life if they can get you immortal.

Just imagine how their fights would go...

It would not be surprising if they came out of it bleeding, still growling at one another like feral animals until you step in to break things up.

While they may not kill one another, they often drag you around due to their rivalry.

For example, there were probably many times Macaque tried to drag you off into one of his shadow portals... Only for Wukong to step in.

Or maybe Wukong's trying to keep you on Flower Fruit Mountain to hide you from Macaque... Only for the shadow monkey to know exactly where you went.

I feel the only way to stop this rivalry, or at least make them stop being so brutal, would be after the Azure Lion arc.

By that point they're on better terms with one another, not quite friends but not entirely enemies...

Yet they both can't seem to accept the fact they both love you.

They'd tone down the fighting by this point but you'd still need to step in to soothe them.

For now they can accept the fact you love them both... yet they always want more.

They're greedy.

So even if you can calm them, they're still possessive.

They both want you as their own, to claim you and mark you as their chosen partner.

But, neither of them can get that far as the other one will stop them.

While they will accept the fact they both protect you, they both want you safe, and overall have the same goal to keep you happy...

They aren't happy until one of them wins.

They may not kill one another, but their fights seem to get close.

You worry for them, you really do.

Yet there's nothing you can do but let what's going on play out.

Even if you made a choice on which one you want as a partner, if you're even interested... The other would never accept that choice.

What might be worse is you probably don't even reciprocate.

You don't love them like they love you, you see them as friends.

Even if one of them won, you wouldn't be happy.

Either option still makes you isolated and hidden away from anyone else.

It's funny how similar they are... in a morbid way.

It just depends on what you prefer.

A manipulative monkey who wants to treat you like a toy he can't share...

Or would you rather have a monkey who thinks hiding you away will keep you safe and happy on a mountain?

Honestly, in the end, who wins doesn't matter for you... If there's even a winner.

You'll just be given the same outcome even if there's one who wins...

Maybe it's a good thing if neither of them have you and they continue to fight....

[ihatemyselfhoho]

i’m with this scenario on my head for quite some time now-

what would be wukong and macaque’s (separately) reaction when their human s/o accidentally eats a peach of eternity or just somehow manages to get immortal by accident?

their s/o just stand there (like pomni from tadc when she realizes there’s no escape lmao) while trying to process that now they are immortal and the monkeys trying to comfort them but they are actually celebrating this on their heads

sorry it took so long to answer this!!

sun wukong:

So you were on wukongs mountain enjoying life like usual, until you saw a basket of peaches!

Of course you took one, it wouldn’t hurt anyone after all! It’s just a simple peach!

As you happily ate the peach you saw your love of your life! Wukong.

wukong eyes gazed over the peach in your hand and the basket before his eyes widened with realization.

of course your confused and worried so you ask what’s wrong with a smile.

wukong struggles to form his words before blurting out in one breath.

” you just ate a peach of eternity-“ wukong immediately cringes at your reaction.

you drop the peach, with wide eyes.

you’re immortal now?! What about your family?! Friends?! you stare into the distance rethinking your life choices, wukong walks to you and gave you a comforting hug, unknowing of his relieved smile he had on his face.

now you can’t possibly leave him.

macaque:

(this one is going to be a bit more Yandere)

Macaque asked if you could come over by text, you text him back that you’ll be there in a bit.

once you knock on his door he opens it quickly with a smile.

”hey plum! How’s life going?”

macaque chuckles as he lets you in, you answer his question with a small smile of your own.

“It’s been great, at least so far!”

you smile and sat on his couch, macaque eyes held something a bit dark but you ignore it, he’s your best friend after all.

“want some peaches? I cut some earlier and have leftover.” Macaque asks with a smile.

weird, he really doesn’t like peaches himself, but you accept anyway.

you eat the peaches he handed to you with a small smile, it felt like you shouldn’t be eating this to be honest, like a cookie you stole from a jar your parents told you not to eat.

macaque only watches you with a pleased smirk, you ask him what’s wrong, feeling uneasy with his stare.

”oh it’s nothing to worry about..”

you shrug and finish the peach without a care, you place the pleats down before chatting with him unknowingly becoming immortal.

now you can’t possibly leave him, your forever his, macaque thinks with a smile.

sorry if this sucks I’m like writing this at 3 am lol.

[lavenderskye29]

A scene of the monkey babes conversing after a semi-failed wooing sesh with their reincarnated wife.

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Warlord Wukong: Hello my Queen

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

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

Reader: But he just called you his Queen.

Warlord Wukong: No I called you my Queen.

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

Warlord Macaque: You will be once we get married~

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Reader: Let me go!

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

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

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

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

Comments are also appreciated ❤️

[thefrenchydude]

Macaque

This sprite has been made by Lazy Llama. Thanks to him, he is the artist I want to join the project because look at Macaque go. Like-

Now it's not only the arms that I want to bite, look at those abs zcnbezviubnvzeiba

[bowsergotdunked]

anyone else miss evil macaque

(drawing asks are open btw)

[mehiwilldoitlater]

You trusted him. 

When Wukong presented Liu Er Mihou to you, you knew that he was just another eye on you. The only one that he could trust to leave alone with you, knowing that he would never do anything to harm you or to take you away from him. A jailer to guard you.

You kept your guard; you treated him more like he wasn't there, a shadow that was following you, following the natural rule of the sun.

You wanted, but then what had changed? Maybe the fact that he had kept his mouth shut with Wukong about the insults that you had spoken about him, that he had allowed you more alone time than everyone ever did. Maybe it was the fact that, in your most downtime, he was there, holding you, whispering sweet things in your ears, promising you that things would have gone better. Maybe you just wanted someone who didn't force himself on you, a good ear that could listen to your sorrow, a shoulder to cry on; in any case, you opened up to him. You started to believe in him, trust him.

You trusted him more than you could trust your judgment.

"I can take you away from here." His voice calm, serene almost, his hand raised towards you, an invitation.

You held your breath. Was that a test? No, no, he would never...

"Far...far, far away from here...from him... wouldn't you like that?"

His voice so sweet, his offer was everything that you could ask for. 

You trusted him; that's why you took his hand.

///

While running through the forest, your mind was spiraling like a storm.

You were running away, Freedom. Just up ahead.

He had asked you more than once if you were sure, if you were really strong enough to do that. You were, you wanted nothing more than to finally be free. Free from this life that you haven't asked for, from a love that you didn't want, and from Wukong.

He never questioned himself; like you, he had run straight ahead. You wondered, did he care for you enough to risk himself for your own happiness? You wanted to believe that. That's why you never looked back, not once.

You knew that as soon as Wukong found out about your disappearance, he would immediately run to your rescue, but you didn't want to think about that, not when you finally found someone that truly wanted your happiness.

Then, the last threshold, the last line between you and your refound freedom: the bridge. A cliff that separated the Land of the Handsome Monkey King from the rest of the world; a few more meters and you would be out from his kingdom. It wasn't that far from him, but for you it was farther than you had ever been from him in the last months. You never believed that an old bridge made of ropes and wood could make you this happy.

"One last chance," he whispered to you, his thumb caressing your hand. "You can turn back now... And avoid everything that can come After this ..."

He looked at you, searching for any kind of fear and rethinking.

"..." You stepped ahead; the idea of staying alongside that demon another second was enough to convince you of your decision.  The cracking and the lamento of the wood never sounded so BEAUTIFUL in your ears, and after a few steps, Mihou followed you in silence. Was he afraid, just as you? Maybe, you couldn't know. What you did know was just how much the world was so big without Wukong around, how closer to your real life it was!

Crossed the bridge, a few steps away, out from the bushes, out from the tree line, and-

"You took your sweet time, huh?"

The small cup of wine clattered with the nude stone when he posed it down, but in your Heard It was like a thousand thunders. Your eyes glued on him, sitting on that rock with a gourd full of wine and an annoyed look on his face, and even now you felt like he was throwing daggers at you.

You took a few steps back, feeling the ground start to fade under your feet, the air in your lungs stuck in a bubble for the terror that was moving in your veins. 

How?! How did he find out?! Why did he look so calm?! He was never that calm; why was he just sitting there, drinking like nothing had happened?! You wanted to reach for Mihou's hand, holding It is to find some courage; maybe you could still run; maybe together you could—

"Yeah, sorry for that." He dismissed your hand, moving forward. "But I wanted to see if she had some rethinking."

...what?

A second cup was there, waiting for him, which he gladly took to ease his throat from the run. He had the same look as Wukong, but...now, with a better look, that wasn't an annoyed glare...that was disappointment?

They were disappointed in you...and with that, the confusion started to disappear; a realization came like a heavy rain: they planned this...they both planned this. That was some sort of test...

Mihou never wanted you to leave; he wanted to test you. Every time he wanted to see if you really wanted to leave, it was just a way to let you go back and forgive your escape attempt. He tested you, and you failed... you failed...

You turn around, bolting away; you could still manage!  You still couldn't run, escape! With enough luck, just fast enough, you could still see it!  Your Life! Your own life!

But, as soon as you reached a few trees, the painful feelings of your head crushing on the ground completely shattered every small hope that you had been so stubbornly trying to keep light. The painful feeling on your forehead could not compare to what you were feeling in your mind in that moment.

You tried to move away, to break free, but a pair of strong hands had completely pinned you down on the ground. You tried to speak, but you were too afraid to say anything at all. The only sound you could emit was a loud sob, a sign of an imminent crying that they faced just like a child tantrum.

"Don't you dare cry now," the king hissed. "You can blame no one but yourself."

///

There was no punishment when you headed back, which it was, in its own way, quite unusual. But that didn't mean that you weren't utterly terrified of what was happening.

For several days, Wukong never spoke or even dared to enter your cell, that elegant and rich room that served you as a golden cage. You thought that he wanted to isolate you, making you crave some contact, but yet some of his monkeys were allowed to come but to never let you out...

Maybe he wanted to starve you; instead, food came. Maybe he was preparing another of his own special punishments, something just for you... but nothing came, and your sanity was on a string.

Knowing that something had to come prepared you, not knowing, instead, led you to wondering, guessing, and fearing the outcome and what was going to happen. The anxiety, the spiraling of your own nightmares, there was not a single hour in which you didn't pray for something to happen.

After two long weeks of wondering until you had almost chewed your fingernails to the bone, the creak, and white fur came into your vision.

Mihou...

You wanted to scream at him, being angry, but you feared only aggravating what had to happen, so you stayed still, sitting near the window, the taste of your blood in your mouth.

He came closer, looking at your sorry state....fear does have its own way on people, he thought. He crouched down; a small whimper from you gave him the confirmation that you were still aware of your surroundings.

"...You're hurting yourself; you need to stop."

You stopped, registering his words. He had shown some care for you after what had happened...

Suddenly your hand left your mouth to meet his face, but the smack stopped midair when his own had grasped yours before you could hit him. Your eyes, enraged, meet his calm and collected ones, still with that annoyed glare of an adult.

He had lied to you; all that time it was a lie. He had always worked for Wukong; how could you be so naive to fall for his fake kindness?!

"Look at you...you're such a mess...did you realize what happened?"

"You BETRAYED me!"

"No, I was stating a point to my king. You're the liar one; you betrayed his love for you."

You gritted your teeth, moving your arm to free it from his grip, even if he was literally doing nothing to you.

You never lied, because there was no love to lie about. He was just messing with you! You didn't want to hear him, not after all the trust that he had broken.

"Can't you see? Look at you! Did Wukong ever do things that were made to hurt you?"

"Shut up!"

"You're the one that is so desperately trying to run away! To get away from a life that could be nothing but perfect!"

"I don't want to hear you!"

"You said that he had hurt you; since when had he ever crossed your face, huh?! He can be rash; I CAN BE RUTHLESS; it's in our nature, but WHEN did he ever want to hurt you just to do that?"

You stopped moving, too tired, too afraid to listen but incapable of not doing that.

"He had never wanted to hurt you; you did. You hurt yourself because you were too stubborn to accept him! ...You can still change that...."

Your muscle relaxed, he took that chance to take your face in his hands, forcing you to look at him, to face him. How could such a cruel creature have such a gentle face?

"Just accept him...accept me...and it can be different. You can have all the love that no one will ever have; you don't have to hate us or fear us."

His voice was like a poisonous honey, sweet and dangerous.

"Accept us... it's easier..."

And then...everything broke. Your voice erupted in a strong and painful cry, and when he hugged you, hushing you, you didn't scoff him away; you held him closer to you. You were tired, tired of being afraid, of resisting, of feeling everything as a torture. You didn't want your freedom; you didn't want a life at all. You just wanted to stop hurting.

You couldn't see his wicked smile, savoring the fact that his and Wukong's plan finally worked. 

When he saw you the first time, Wukong immediately saw that gleam of wanting, the same one that he had, but oh, he was so possessive. The idea of sharing you with the macaque was enough to send him into a full rage, but even if he despised him, he did accept his counsel. Liu Er Mihou came out with a plan to become the one closer to you and make you finally accept Sun Wukong as your lover. The price?

You, alongside him.

And, even if the price despised the king, the result was quite satisfying.

((@phoenixeclipse-lmkau , yup, she gave me idea and staff to do. It came to me and refused to leave))