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lmksimp · 2 years

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Could I request a romantic hc with redson,macaque and sun wukong where they had a past lover who was killed but they meet their recarnation and they realize they still love them

This is quite interesting! Thanks for requesting! ^^

Also you didn't specify if no memories or with memories, so i chose the with memories

Hope you enjoyed this ^^

Genre(s): romantic

Pronouns: they / them

Redson

You were laying down lifeless while redson held you in his arms, crying

He shouldn't have left you, yet he did

You, the one of the things that redson loved in the whole world was dead

Timeskip to a few hundred years

He was walking around thinking about you, until he bumped into someone

"HEY WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING PEASA-"

He almost called you peasant and well he looks at you shocked

He knows thus presence

Though you looked so different

You had to check on him cause he was staring at you with tears

He hugged you really tight (awh 🥺

he basically ignored everything around him and its only you and him

"you don't know how much I missed you, dear.." that makes you blush

A little time skip to later

Hes holding your hand tightly, dried tear stains on his face

You were rubbing his back muttering some sweet words to him

He asks you questions like a ton of em

Just goes: "I love you so much"

He really just loves you so much that he doesn't want to let you go (if you love me let me goooo~)

10x protective of you, like he doesn't want the past to happen again

Get a small cut he will panic i swear

But if you got an injury by a person he wil beat them to a pulp or burn them alive

Very warm cuddles! If you try to get out of the cuddle he wil tighten his grip

But overall he loves you to death and very protective 👍

Macaque

He holds you so tightly, crying so hard. He lost his only light, his lover, his sanity (your like 99.89% of his sanity)

He was REALLY mad, he went on a rampage and whoever killed you better be praying to heaven

Timeskip to a few centuries

He was just stalking people through their shadows until he found something he thought he lost forever

You. You were there but very different looking but he knows that scent

He almost cried

He finally found you after all these years

he felt a rush of emotions but he mainly felt love. Something he thought was gone (poor monke baby 😔

he stalks you though, he doesn't want to scare you (since maybe you didn't know him)

He sends you gifts anonymously.

But one time he sent you a gift with his name written on it

"macaque?...is it really..."

He pops out of the shadows and hugs you behind

"hey plums" his voice cracks jus a little bit

You jumped slightly to the new voice

He hugs you tightly just so you wont slip out of his grip again

Oh how much he loves you and misses you

Of course hes just like redson

Macaque doesn't allow you going out alone, so he uses his shadow clones (me having flashbacks of naruto)

If someone tries to flirt with you he would either glare at them or drags you away

When cuddling you would assure him that your here and you love him

Give this monkey man some love, i mean he needs it and ofc he's touch starved

He hugs you tightly because he thinks that you'll dissappear 🥺

he just loves you and misses you so much

Sun wukong

You laid there cold and lifeless

He was supposed to protect you and yet your there

He surely went on a rampage after seeing you like that

Timeskip to a few centuries

Wukong just walking around in his disguise

He felt an oddly familiar presence and scent

He swiftly turns his head around to see you, but so much different

Your hair, eyes, and, height changed

Ouu, he tries to ignore you but failed really quick

You noticed him, and he panicked but hes not showing it

"wukong?"

Oh how he misses you saying his name

Eventually you two talk, wukong asking you questions and you answering it

Oh if you think hes touch starved hes much more when it comes to you

He wont let you go for sure

He lets go when you give him the puppy eyes, he really can't stand that cute face

Monkey. is. touch. Starved.

Very Warm cuddles and lots of purring

When training MK he makes a clone to spend time with you

This monke would panic if you would have any kind of injury (just like redson)

But he takes care of it so your fine :D no your not, your stuck in his cuddle

Will also make a clone if you go out alone

Also protective of you soo yeah 😃

But even if hes a touch starved monkey, he loves you so much! 😘

#Redson x reader #Macaque x reader #Sun wukong x reader

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theirimaginationkingdom · 8 months

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LMK - Sun Wukong & Macaque HCs!

Sun Wukong

He's shorter than Macaque (I was drawing him with Ragnarok, my self-insert sona, and he looked so small and now I keep imagining him being the shortest)

Even if he has some muscle I just know he has that chub

Literally the type to gush over anything cute as his tail curls up into a heart shape

Also touch-starved but unlike Macaque he would just go for that hug!

He probably cries when a sad part comes up in a movie/show

His tail curls up like a chameleon's when he's happy/doing

something he enjoys (like eating peaches or hanging out with his friends)

I also think he's dramatic but in a 'lets out a really loud sigh' to get someone's attention

If he drew his own sprites for his game this means he most likely likes drawing and he probably makes comics of himself!!

He totally sees MK as a son!!

I can imagine him throwing a banana peel on the ground one time and later on he slipped on it like characters do in cartoons, then he never threw banana peels on the ground ever again

When sunlight hits his eyes they appear to be more of a red-ish shade rather than golden

Tends to get headaches from time to time after the LBD incident

Macaque

He hates it when it's stormy because of his sensitive hearing and the loud thunder makes him want to curl up in ball; this also counts for any other loud noises like fireworks or being at a concert (especially the really loud ones)

He most likely feels pain in his right eye from time to time

His right eye is also a bit more sensitive to light

He probably likes to hide under blankets

He won't admit it but he likes being scratched behind the ears!! (he just doesn't let anyone touch them either)

He's taller than Wukong and his tail is slightly thicker

The way he draws just tells you that he has an interest in anime..

Probably reads manga too

He's a tall, a bit slim (but also muscular) and timid guy (despite having toughened up during the years I still see him being a bit shy sometimes)

Touch-starved but hesitant about physical contact!! Will most likely allow it after his trust is earned

When he's trying to hide his excitement about something (like if someone coomplimented him) he'll discretely hold his tail to prevent it from wagging

He likes to hang out with Bai He the most and he's her father figure!!!!!!!!! Protective of her

During the day his eyes are their normal golden color and at night they seem to change to purple

After what happened regarding LBD, I imagine that on the right side of his body, his fur would turn white if it came in contact with cold water/weather (like those Barbie's that changed hair color after you dipped them in cold water)

These are just some silly headcanons (somewhat linked to canon things) that I tried coming up with so I hope you guys like it!!! IF YOU HAVE YOUR OWN HEADCANONS ABOUT THEM OR OTHER LMK CHARACTERS FEEL FREE TO DROP THEM IN MY INBOX!! (or you can also ask about my self-insert sona, Ragnarok!)

ALSO ALSO if anyone wants HCs of this duo but with an s/o involved just drop the request in my inbox too!

#lmk #lmk sun wukong #lmk macaque #lego monkie kid macaque #sun wukong #lego monkie kid sun wukong #six eared macaque #lmk headcanon #lego monkie kid

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wolfcamellias · 2 years

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Maybeee for a writing prompt... Magnolias, Shadowpeach first "date" except Nezha is there because they didn't call it a date and he's being protective of his Bàba (In the. I want to make sure this person makes you happy kind)?

This one was.. way too fun ngl lmao “I think he hates me, that kid of yours.” “What makes you say that?” “He wrote ‘get out of my house’ on my shirt last time. And today. He’s doing it right now.” (1.4k, complete with Nezha POV and some snappy remarks from an angsty teen)

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Nezha was not a patron of mercy nor was he one to listen to the pleading cries of the mortals who prayed for forgiveness at the temples of his worship; he was known for his cruelty toward men and women in petty behavior for what happened to him eons ago, some teenager brooding thrown in whenever another god would interfere and grant the mercy themselves—it was quite clear that his favoritism stretched for as many people as he could carry in one trip to and from the arcade downtown and, not including Bàba, that was limited to three people in the entire population of nine-thousand and eighty six.

Naturally, Nezha is knowledgeable of how he should behave in front of guests, treat them with respect and smile politely when they ask questions or comment something that doesn’t quite sit right with his own morals or opinions (the goal was, after all, to appear as human as possible and Xiaotian mused that it was uncommon for a teenage boy to kick an elderly man into a wall for commenting he disliked the taste of chocolate ice cream); so Nezha was well-aware that his behavior right now was lss that adequate towards the other figure sitting in front of him, strained smile on his face as the lotus demigod pours the twelfth creamer into the mug of coffee while maintaining a glaring eye-contact with the demon.

It shouldn’t have happened, this little meeting in the middle of the day during the calmest time of the hour, having to sit down in the booth of a restaurant with plates and forks and knives clicking against porcelain, the smell of breakfast and lunch mixing into each other and causing Nezha to grow more and more frustrated that the waitress was taking too long to come to their table for their order—this little event only happened because of a knock on the door during the best times of the day (movie hours) and Wukong foolishly got up instead of ignoring the call, and talked to the recipient on the other side. It piqued Nezha’s curiosity and he shuffled over to stand behind his father, flinching in disgust when he saw the six-eared traitor standing in front of their doorstep. A few words were exchanged and shortly Wukong was closing the door to Nezha’s relief—and then he walked right past the couch and slipped on a shirt to go along with one of the outfits he and Xiaojiao had picked out a few days prior, much to the god’s horror.

“Where are you going?” Nezha had hissed, hugging his blanket tighter as he followed the old King around with stomping steps, “We were in the middle of a good movie! A good one!”

“Uh,” Wukong threw him a look, raising a brow at the pink blanket that covered him with the same soft amusement the god was accustomed to by now, “I’m going out with Macaque.”

“No you are not,” he said defiantly, straightening his posture so as to only tilt his head back a tiny bit to glare up at the Sage.

“But I am, we’re going to get food—”

“Then I am coming too.”

When the two of them had finished their argument (a few words that were less than quiet were thrown out the window, along with a throw pillow gifted to them by one of the regular customers of the flower shop in town) Nezha trailed behind the two immortal monkeys, arms crossed over his chest for the first portion of the small descent down the temple grounds, his feet crossed as well, hovering over the ground with visibly disdain on his face. Red eyes narrowed; they had both just been lightly touching each other, a small brush of the hands and shoulders that didn’t set off any panic in the young immortal—as the walk continued on to the city though, they had both begun pressing closer and closer to one another, exchanging glances and what pushed Nezha into diving in between the two monkeys was the small lean forward of Macaque, murmuring something in his father’s ear—

“Good Gods, kid.” Macaque’s voice snaps him out of the memory, causing his hand to grip the empty creamer tightly enough for the plastic to pop, startling the patrons behind him with a light jump. The monkey smiles, a nervous quirk of the lips, “I don’t, uh, need that much.. Fuckin’ cream in my coffee.”

“Do you usually swear in front of the youth, Six-Ears?” Nezha spits back, dropping the small plastic ball onto the table and placing his arms as elegantly as possible on top, straightening himself and keeping his gaze fixed on the macaque. “How uncouth of you.”

“That’s—” Macaque shifts, leaning away slightly from the table and flicking his gaze over to where Nezha assumes Wukong is standing now (the Sage had gotten up to go greet a handful of friends from the city and, to his luck, Macaque had encouraged the gesture with a grin and a light voice, that of which Nezha was determined to purge by the end of this little “get together’) and then, with a sharp inhale, he turns back to Nezha, brows drawn into a frown. “Okay, we both know the real reason you’re pullin’ this is ‘cause you’re tryin’ to get something from Wukong. So, what is it? New game? Console? Motor parts?”

“I am not trying to trick Father into getting me something!” Nezha hisses, sounding way more offended than he would have preferred but, alas, the deed is done and he can feel his own flames burn underneath his skin and he spreads his lips into a thin line, urging them to cool down when he blurts out, out of place, “I just don’t want him to be spending his time with someone who doesn’t know how to wash properly!”

“Or you’re just a little shit, how about that?” Macaque grounds out, not even addressing the previous insults at this point.

“I do not think,” Nezha drawls, the scowl and disgusted expression settling easily on his face, “that you are doing this to be nice.”

“Oh, please, spare me.” The demon sits back against the booth, resting one arm on top of it and throwing his free hand in a wild gesture towards Nezha, his leg kicking the table lightly as he says, “You don’t think I’m good enough for him, is that it?”

Nezha blinks slowly. He brings a hand up to rest against his chest, softening his expression and watches as Macaque’s own face flashes with a mixture of confusion and regret, and the god feels a pang of victory as he pulls his lips into a thin smile and says, as softly as he can muster, “Macaque, that is not true.” A pause, and then, “I don’t think anyone’s good enough for him—especially the fucking idiot who threw paint at him and then proceeded to blame it all on him!”

“Oh, fuck off!” Macaque hisses, slamming his hand down on the table and Nezha’s counter sits right at the tip of his tongue, ready to be fired off and start a mini war in the middle of the family friendly restaurant with too high prices and too buttery pancakes when he sees his opponent flinch and squeeze his eyes shut.

Wariness dawns on Nezha and, then, he feels it too; years of living with an immortal god of trickery whose abilities and magics are vast and extensive means developing a sixth sense of sorts for the powerful aura that emits from said being, especially when it stands right next to the booth you’re sitting in, claws drumming calmly against the soft velvety cushion of the seats and Nezha doesn’t need to look up to know those golden eyes are close to turning red from either frustration or amusement. Still, he knows better, and slowly lifts his chin and greets Wukong with a murmured, “Hi, bàba,” smiling despite himself.

“Hey, Lotus,” Wukong says, returning the gesture with one of his own before nodding at the seats. Quickly, Nezha shuffles further into the booth and allows Wukong to slide in next to him, positioned right in front of Macaque now. Something churns bitterly at the pit of Nezha’s belly when Wukong comments happily, “I just got off the phone with Zhizhu, she’s taking Xiaojiao and Xiaotian to the garden event uptown.”

No.

Wukong lets out a light laugh, “We can spend the whole day together!”

Nezha purses his lips and flicks his gaze to Macaque’s face—they share a glare and only look away, pretending everything’s alright, when the waitress finally struts over to take their orders.

(When Macaque offers to pay, Nezha orders the most expensive foods. Just to be safe.)

#lego monkie kid #sun wukong #macaque #liu er mihou #scribbles #🐾#magnolias au #lotus blossoms #nezha #shadowpeach #broken crowns #IN A WAY…. NEZHA IS A MOOD NGL

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demon-girl-2004 · 2 years

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Saving the moon

Story 2:

The small lady looked up in horror as the tall black monkey stood over here with his glowing blue eyes and ears, blood soaked her clothes and his hands as they had just “finished” a fight between the two fo them. He smirked as he looked back to see that both MK and Wukong were still trying to get up after the beating that the demon had delivered to them.This wasn’t macaque , this was the lady bone demon controlling him and speaking threw him. After so long of looking for him and wondering whether he was okay...this is how she finds him...

“You are of no use to me”

the demon spoke and turned it’s back to ayia to which she quickly pulled herself up and grabbed on to the tall monkey and wrapped her arms around him

” NO!”

she cried

“Please don’t take him! PLEASE!”

Aiya cried as she dug her nails into the fur of the monkey that had stood before her. Lady bone demon grew frustrated and got ready to attack before the girl spoke”

“Please! You can use my body for your bidding please!’

The demon froze and pondered the offer the young woman had just placed in front of her…the demon thought about it for a few hard seconds, the demon did not know who this girl was at all but it was obvious that she meant something to both of the monkeys that much was obvious. The demon slowly smirked and had decided to take the girl up on her offer.

“DEAL”

Blue smoke began to leave the demon's mouth as macaque's body went completely still, aiya buried her face into macaques fur and slowly inhaled his sent ...his sent...ash and plums..with..with colne since when did this jerk think about how he smelled??. Aiya slowly giggled as she thought to herself

“you and king..you're both such pretty boys”

. Aiya felt macaques body sift and looked up at him

Macaque blinked his eyes a few times and groaned; he felt like he had been hit by a bus … he didn’t know what was happening until he felt someone hug him titly. He quickly whipped his head around to yell at who was touching him but he froze when he saw aiya. He was in complete shock as he looked at Aiya's bruised face and bloody ..then he looked at his hands and everything clicked in his head. And his heart immediately sank down to his stomach, the one person that he believed would always be by his side, the one person he had always meant to apologize to....he was injured.. He hurt her. He jumped as he felt her place her hands on his cheek and rub her thumb over it. He quickly placed his hands over hers as his face quickly contorted into one of sadness.

“Hello my moon, how have you been?”

Macaque couldn’t speak a word, his voice was in his throat..it felt like he couldn’t breath. Aiya simply smiled and slowly looked down at her feet to see a soft blue mist collecting at her feet … the bone demon...she closed her eyes remembered something that she had told one of the monkeys on flower fruit mountain “the stars are beautiful … and the make for great company but they aren’t needed like the sun and moon...the moon and sun NEED each other and the world needs them ...they don’t need the stars''. Tears bubbled in Aiya's eyes ..her moon...her sun.. she looked behind macaque to see king scrambling to get up, aiya looked down and gasped as the blue mist shot up at her forcing macaque to fall back. Aiya took a step back but the bone demon manifested and placed a hand on aiya’s cheek

“Yes you will do nicely”

The demon pushed its way into Aiya's mouth causing her to gag and cry as the demon entered her body. She stumbled back and coughed as her eyes began to turn blue, macaque and wukong watched in horror as aiya tried to fight back but it was all in vain. The poor girl eventually collapsed to the ground as her eyes turned completely blue. MK got up and attempted to run to help but king held him back and waited to see if she would get up. However macaque didn’t wait a single second instead he raced to her side and fell to his knees and quickly lifted her off of the ground only to see her eyes had gone completely blue. Tears bubbled in his eyes as gently shook her, calling out her name and begging her to snap out of it. However she simply mumbled something and closed her eyes…

“No ..HEY! GET UP!”

Macaque shook her even harder as king finally got up and ran over to them

“WHY AREN'T YOU GETTING UP!! STAR!! GET UP!!”

He screamed out her nickname as wukong placed a hand on her head and over her heart listening carefully to her heart beat, macaque looked at wukong and grabbed him by his shirt and forced him to look at him.

“WHAT IS HAPPENING?!!”

“I- I think … I think She forced herself into a coma...to trap the bone demon”

Macaque grip on wukongs shirt tightened as he looked down aiya ...memories began to fold in and so did his tears

…..the sun and moon…..were so beautiful on their own….why would they need the stars?....

#artwork #monkie kid #monkie kid art #digital art #lmk fanart #digital #lmk monkey king #monkie kid oc #monkie kid macaque #lmk monkie kid #lmk sun wukong #lmk oc #lmk macaque #lmk mk #lmk mei

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legoselfshipper · 3 years

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you left them

"you left them..." Mk said as he held the mirror close to his chest. "what..?" Wukong looked at MK confused. "... what did the mirror show you..?" he asked as Mk looked at him with tears welling up in his eyes. "you left Macaque and the others when you left the island the first time!" MK yelled as he put the mirror in his jacket. "a-and you left them alone when you left on the journey!!"

MK yelled and jabbed Wukong in the chest. Wukong looked at him and started to look at anything other than MK. "Listen, kid, I had no choice it was the will of the gods.” he said as he rubbed the back of his head. "YES, YOU DID!!" Mk yelled "you left Macaque behind he burned in the fire and survived!! because you crossed his name out in the book of death!!" Mk covered his mouth as his stomach started to churn. "their screams... them crying out for you to help them... to save them..."

Wukong opened his mouth to respond but quickly shut it, how can he explain this way.. he can't and he knows it. "Listen bud... there are things I can and there are things I can't control... what happened to flower fruit was one of the things that were out of my control..." he said and looked away, clenching his hands into fists. "and everything you saw was true and there is nothing I can do about it, you don't think the wind carries their cries!!"

"Shut up!!" Mk yelled at Wukong, surprising him. The kid never yelled at him like this before and when he turned to face MK the young man was already on top of him, grabbing him by his cape and shoving him to the ground. "STOP LYING!! THAT IS ALL YOU HAVE EVER DONE IS LIE TO ME TIME AFTER TIME!!" Mk only yelled louder at him. "YOU WERE MY IDOL!! I WANTED TO BE LIKE YOU!!!" MK screamed with tears falling from his eyes. "Am i just a joke to you..."

Mk asked as he glared at wukong and bringing up his fist he quickly brought it down on wukong's face surprising the monkey king. "Kid get off!!" He yelled and Shoved MK off of him. spinning in the air a bit MK landed on his feet and pulled the staff out, rage and sadness for those that have been lost to the fires rushing over Mk like a wave, but the one thing he felt more was sadness and abandonment.

What were you planning when I got strong enough? Were you going to leave me like how you left the others!!" Mk yelled as he gripped the staff tighter in his hands. "No! I would never leave you kid!" Wukong told him. "I will fight heaven and hell to keep you safe!!!" Wukong yelled but MK shook his head. "THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU DO THE SAME FOR THE OTHERS!!!" Mk yelled as he dashed at Wukong only to have his first attack blocked easily.

"Well!!" Mk yelled at Wukong only for the King to not answer Mk at all at his questioning anymore. "Just shut up and fight me kid" Was all Wukong said as he easily tossed mk away from him, the force of the throw surprised the young man as he slammed into a wall. coughing from the wind being knocked out of him he looked up just in time to see Wukong rushing him. glaring at Wukong Mk launched himself from the wall, meeting Wukong in the middle.

outside of the mountain the others can hear the sounds of fighting. "I wonder if Mk and Wukong found something to fight” Mei said as she was tending to Red son's wounds. "If so, I hope they hurry up! We have a long way to g-aah!!" Red son yelled as Mei tightened the bandages around his arm. As the group talked amongst themselves Macaque listened to the sound and a look of recognition crossed his face as his hand went up to his scarred eye.

As he listened to the fighting between the two he tried to just listen to them as they argued and traded blows he found it amusing that Wukong was fighting his own student the way he was and from the sound of it he was going all out on the poor boy. Hopping up into a tree he listened to them more. “You have no idea what it’s like to feel abandoned!” MK yelled at Wukong who just glared at him. “And you will never understand what it felt like to have someone close to you stab you in the back!” Wukong snarled back at MK as he grabbed the staff and slammed MK into the ground. Groaning MK got up and snarled at Wukong. “Well, maybe Macaque had a reason!!” Mk yelled. Making Wukong stop in his tracks and Macaque’s ears twitch. Standing up MK dusted himself off as he took a defensive stance. “You may have gotten over your anger by killing Macaque all those years ago but you have never truly gotten over your an-” MK was cut off when he yelled in serious pain as Wukong slammed him with the staff. Jerking his head up Macaque stood up when he heard the impact of the staff and the sound of ribs cracking. Without a second thought, Macaque quickly dove into the shadows and made his way to the mountain, and soon found the two in an open area in it.

when Macaque found the two he was struck with fear Wukong was radiating anger that he only felt when it was towards him in their final fight and looking at the crater that was made from when MK was hit with the staff he could smell blood. “Kid!” Macaque yelled as his body moved on its own to protect the young man, stopping the staff just before Wukong hit MK again with it. “That's Enough Wukong!!” Macaque yelled, surprising the two. “M-macaque..?” MK questioned as his vision started to go dark. The last thing he heard was Wukong being flung away and slamming into the wall.

It was dark… and lonely…. Mk hugged himself as he walked alone in the darkness. With each breath of air, he could see it billow out in front of him. Cupping his hands around his mouth he called “Mei? Red son? Sandy? Pigsy!” but the only thing that answered him was the echoing of his voice. “Macaque..? Monkey king?” he yelled out but no one answered him back. “Great… I’m in the void…” MK mumbled as he shivers and rubbed his arms a bit.

Sitting down he continued to shiver as the ice slowly started to form on his back slowly overtaking wukong’s logo. “Maybe this is just all a nightmare…” mk said to himself as he looked at his hand, his vision blurring as he did. “Ya… this is all just a nightmare….” putting his hand on the ground he laid down and curled up as best as he can to keep warm. “They say if you sleep in your dream you can wake up in the real world…” he said as he slowly started to drift off to sleep.

#lego mokie kid #lego sun wukong #lego monkie kid mk #lego monkie king #lego monkie kid macaque #lego monkie kid red son #lego monkie kid mei #lego monkie kid pigsy #lego monkie kid sandy #lmk #lmk macaque #lmk monkey king #lmk sandy #lmk pigsy #lmk mei #lmk mk

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tigerseye46 · 3 years

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4/73 Spicynoodleshipping with their actual child?

Prompt List

Yessss, I imagine Red spoiling her more than MK does. MK is trying to be the serious one but he gives in still.

4. “How did I get so lucky?” 73. “You’re safe now. I’m here.”

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Xiaolian, their little baby, their little lotus, was running around the house before bedtime. Xiaolian was only five years old and full of energy. Xiaotian and Red were trying to put her to bed but she refused to listen. She was beautiful and a great combination of her parents, she had red fiery hair and MK’s eyes. She looked mostly human everything except for the monkey tail and two horns from her head. She was polite, energetic, a great inventor like her papa. Her grandparents, great uncle, and aunt adored her. They spoiled her rotten, Tang and Pigsy, well mostly Pigsy taught her to cook, Tang on the other hand shared stories, Wukong would sit her on his lap letting her play with the baby monkeys, Macaque ruffled her hair. Sandy had let her sit on her shoulders and Mei spoiled her with plushes even DBK and Princess Iron Fan loved her. The demons had repaired the relationship with their son completely after the last fight four years ago with the White Bone Spirit but had been somewhat around for Xiaolian’s birth which MK suspected was what finally convinced them to go good. It was great for Red to finally have the love of his parents back and they were heavily invested in their granddaughter’s life.

No one spoiled her as bad as Red did. He loved his baby girl so much. He got emotional over every little thing she did. He cried when she cried the very second she was born, cried over when she tripped after taking her first few steps, cried over her first invention, everything was emotional. MK hoped his husband would grow of it. Gods knows what Red would do if she got a partner! Now MK was more reasonable about the whole thing or at least he tried to be, someone had to be, but even he found himself giving in.

“Xiaolian, it’s time to go to bed, sweetie,” MK reminded.

Xiaolian bounced up and down on the couch. “But daddy, papa, I’m not tired! Five more minutes?” She gave puppy dog eyes to her parents.

Red cooed. “Maybe she can have five more minutes, Noodle Boy.”

MK crossed his arms and glared at his husband. “No, we already let her have five minutes, five minutes ago. Red…”

Red smiled nervously at his husband. “Okay… listen to your daddy, Xiaolian.”

Xiaolian got off the couch and frowned. “Okay, sorry papa and daddy.”

MK ruffled her hair and got on his knees to look his child directly in the eyes. “It’s okay, love. The sooner you sleep, the earlier you wake up, the more you can play, okay?”

Xiaolian’s face quickly morphed into a grin. “Okay, daddy!”

Red repeated his husband’s actions then kissed her on the forehead. “Let’s go, little lotus.” He carried her in his arms and made their way to her room. He pulled the covers away and gently laid her down, placing the covers over her.

“Can I hear a story?” Their baby asked, her eyes sparkling and her feet kicking under the covers.

Red wanted to reply with ‘As many stories as you want.’ But his husband responded before he could say something. “Okay but only one story and then go to sleep.”

“Okay, daddy!”

MK and Red sat on her bed as they told her their love story. The story of rivals with completely different goals battling against each other until they started a friendship and fell in love and had a baby. They didn’t use specific names or specific details but they could tell their daughter loved it and in the middle of it, she fell fast asleep.

They both smiled at their daughter and kissed the top of her head, making sure she was comfortable before they left. Red put an arm around his husband’s waist and led him out and into their room. They shared a kiss and got under the covers over their own bed.

“You have to stop spoiling her so much, Red,” Xiaotian commented.

“Never, love. Never.”

“What is she turns out too spoiled?”

Red rolled his eyes. “She has us as parents, it won’t happen.”

“Okay… jeez I don’t know what’s going to happen when she grown up and has a partner,” he teased, nudging his husband.

Red’s face paled. “Par- partner?”

MK kissed his cheek. “Don’t worry, honey. It won’t happen until 12 years or so.”

“She’s not allowed to date. Ever.”

MK laughed and grabbed his sketchbook from a drawer along with a pencil and began drawing. “Sure, whatever you say.”

What would he do if she had a partner? Yea, she was too good for any partner, she definitely wasn’t allowed to date. Red shook himself out of his shock. He stared at his husband and thought of their beautiful daughter, he had gotten so lucky. He had a wonderful husband and the most perfect baby.

He kept staring at his husband until MK spoke up. “You do know you’re staring, right?”

“Hm? Oh, something is on my mind.”

“What’s that?”

“How did I get so lucky?” MK looked at him, his eyebrows raised.

“Red, you always say that.”

“But how did I? I never imagined this as my life now I have a baby and husband that I love more than anything in this world.”

“You asked me first.”

“You said yes when you could have said no. Thank you for not rejecting me back then, thank you for agreeing to marry me, thank you for having our child, just thank you, Noodle Boy.” He leaned and smooched his husband. “Thank you.”

A blush was left on Xiaotian’s cheeks. He put his sketchbook and pencil on the bed. “You don’t have to keep thanking me. I did all of this because I love you.”

“I love you too. I just… never expected this… I’ll keep thanking you forever how long because you deserve it.”

His husband shook his head. “I’ll do the same too. You’ve been amazing, raising our daughter.” He ran a hand over Red’s face. “You’re fantastic, Red.”

“You are too, my love.” They shared another kiss. It wasn’t long until after that that they decided to turn in for the night.

They didn’t get that many hours in before “DADDY! PAPA!” They awoke each with sleepy gasps.

MK rubbed his eyes. “Xiaolian is up again.”

Red kissed his husband. “I’ll handle it.”

“You sure, Red?”

“Yes, I can.”

“I’ll be there in a minute. Just need to force myself out of bed.”

Red nodded and bolted towards his daughter’s room. The sight of her broke his heart, she was crying. “Little lotus, what’s wrong?”

“PAPA!” She screamed and ran towards her papa, hugging him tight.

Red got on his knees and hugged her back. “You’re safe now. I’m here. What’s wrong?”

Xiaolian sniffled. “I had a nightmare, you and daddy were gone, you were hurt by some meanie and never woke up!”

Red gasped. “That is never going to happen! I promise.”

“But papa, what if it does?”

“Your daddy has his staff, I have my powers and inventions. Your daddy and I have been through a lot and we’ve been perfectly fine.”

“But… but…”

“It’s okay, baby. Daddy and I wouldn’t let anything hurt you or us.”

“Okay…” She kept sniffling, Red kissed her forehead.

He was trying to soothe her sobbing as he attempted to explain that nothing was going to happen to them.

“Do you promise?”

“Huh?”

“Do you promise that nothing is gonna happen to you and daddy?”

Red smiled. “Of course, my love. I promise.”

“Yay!”

Red began singing in a soft tune to her. She cuddled up with her papa as she was placed on his lap and handed her monkey plush which Wukong had bought her. MK stood in the doorway of their baby’s room, he loved hearing his husband sing.

Red stopped his singing and kissed his baby’s head. “See little lotus, nothing will happen.”

MK approached his husband and his child. “Daddy!” She reached out for her daddy.

MK shifted her from Red’s lap to his head. “Hi honey, did you have a nightmare?”

“Yea! Papa made it all better!”

“Awwww, did he now? Papa is a hero.”

“Yea!”

Red smiled. “You’re going to make me blush, love.”

MK replied, “That’s the plan.”

Red kissed his husband. “Ewwwww.” Xiaolian stuck her tongue out in disgust at her parents’ affection.

Red smirked and began tickling his daughter. “It’s not ew. You silly lotus.”

She laughed. “Ack, daddy help me!”

Xiaotian laughed along and started tickling his husband. “Hey noodle boy, you’re supposed to be on my side!”

Xiaotian playfully rolled his eyes. “Not this time.”

It continued like that for an hour, the house being full of light and laughter and as they finally put their daughter to bed. Red whispered, “Thank you, my little one.” Then he turned to his husband, “Thank you, my love.” Xiaotian shook his head and kissed his husband. They left to their room knowing their daughter would be fine, they basked in the warmth of each other as they both wondered how they got so lucky.

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