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orchid-oscar-day · 4 months
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Based off a Pinterest comment section.
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sexynbgfpollhost · 28 days
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Redson and Mk bathing together
(Doodled a little spicynoodles)
(Slight NSFW warning)
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This is based off a fanfic I read
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monkiekidddd · 6 months
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Do any of you wanna here about an au i'm in the midst of making?? It has slight spicynoodles so far and a LOT of angst
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starsfic · 2 years
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An odd mixture of freenoodles/Spicynoodles and maybe with a slight touch of Ironbull?
Pigsy and Tang are getting married, one of them throws the bouquet.. MK did not mean to- but rather it hit him in the face and he caught it, then he fell back into Redson catching him..
Tang had warned that he was gonna do this.
"It sounds like fun!" he had said when he heard about the tradition.
But Xiaotian thought he was way out of range. He wasn't interested in catching the flowers yet. There was also a massive crowd of people, all clamoring to be the one to catch Pigsy and Tang's combined corsages. He was at the very edge, busy sipping his punch.
Then there was a yell.
"LOOK OUT-!"
He looked up in time for the flowers to smack him right in the face.
Xiaotian yelped, stumbling back.
There was the sound of a glass shattering before warm hands caught him before he tripped over his feet. As he looked back, the flowers slid off his face and right into his hands. Red Son stared at him in surprise, hair sparking. There were several disappointed groans from the crowd. There was a loud "YES!" from what sounded like Xiaojiao.
They stared at each other before Xiaotian pulled away, staring at the lotuses and orchids in his hand. "Uh..." He stuffed the corsages in Red's hands in order to not look him in the eyes. "Congrats?"
"Thank you." Red squeaked out.
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lunar-wandering · 2 years
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Every year Wukong is like "It won't be that bad. I won't need medicine I'm the monkey king!"
Every year MK gets the frying pan ready.
They have a group chat every time they reach near the end of winter, Mei, without fail, send a meme of her holding her sword with the caption "Brace yourself. Spring is coming" (Yes exactly like the meme you're thinking of)
Every year Macaque somehow KEEPS FORGETTING THIS and ends up falling off a roof.
Yin and Jin get involved eventually and set up blow up mattresses on a timer near where Macaque usually hangs out on a roof that go off just before he falls to catch him.
Macaque has gotten use to the falling/catch part to where he uses the momentum of the bounce to fall into a shadow and appear at the restaurant to plug Wukong's nose.
When I said "hole" in that last ask I meant Wukong shaped hole. It's a permanent fixture. They usually hide it by a folding screen that Pigsy moves aside when doing the window prep
Plane going over the city having an announcement of "Ladies and Gentlemen this is your captain speaking. We are going to be experiencing a slight amount of turbulence, if you could all hold onto any cups to keep them from spilling it will end shortly"
Wukong once tried hiding at DBK's place except Pigsy DID tell Red Son about the pan under the condition it only be made into a pan shape, and DBK just lifts Wukong up by the neck like a kitten enough where he can't get away and Red Son smacks him.
MK and Mei taught Red Son the method and if you wanna throw spicynoodles and or chimerashipping into it just imagine it like the usual "Oh you need to stand more like this" scenes and literally standing right up against them to move their arm and or leg
Meanwhile Nezha and Iron Fan are attempting to speed-run spring on FFM so Wukong can at least stay there. Still working out the kinks on that on. They've gotten better at it.
They usually give Wukong his first dose while he's knocked out and then Sandy gives him more afterwards that Wukong always ends up defeatedly taking denying the whole time to which Sandy is just nodding to.
MK did that one scene from Tangled where Rapunzel is spinning it on her finger and hits herself on the side of the head.
First time MK knocked Wukong out: MK: *Fear* I knocked Monkey King out with a frying pan.
MK: *Processing* I knocked Monkey King out with a frying pan.
MK: *Excited* I knocked Monkey King out with a frying pan!
Pigsy was so proud of MK that day.
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THE FUCKING LAYERS TO THIS WHOLE OPERATION MAN HFSKFSJLDKFS
ITS JUST A YEARLY EVENT NOW
ONE YEAR WUKONG ACTUALLY DOES JUST TRY TO GO TO THE DESERT AND JUST GETS FUCKING INTERCEPTED BY EVERYONE KSJDFHSJLKSJFD
ALSO JUST. NEZHA AND PIF TRYING TO “SPEED RUN SPRING”. ????????? HOW DO YOU SPEED RUN SPRING, SPRING IS SPRING YOU CAN’T SPEED RUN IT-
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the-night-writer1 · 2 years
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Spicynoodles prompt: Red Son keeps running into a kind and rather cute young man over and over again and forms a crush. One day, he decides to use his power and money to pay the young man back... and hopefully land a date.
Yay first ask for the friends themed au!)
Red son was sitting at his favorite Cafe with his tech adviser/ friend Syntax. Not really paying attention to what his friend was talking about when he heard the doors open.
"come this place is fantastic Mei" A familiar voice said as Red son sat up straight and turned. It was him! That cute guy he kept bumping into! Holy cow.
"Red...Red son who are you staring at" Syntax said as he quickly saw his friends attention be pulled away.
"it's him. He's right over there" Red son said as Syntax followed his eyes. Nice looking guy, kind of reminded Syntax of a certain upcoming young freelance he kept running into.
"well go make your move"Syntax said as he drank his coffee. Red turned to him flustered. The audacity to tell him to make a move like it was a simple thing to do!
"It's not that simple! I can't just go ask him out I doubt he even recognize me! Plus it's not like you've made your move on Mr.Qi" Red son quietly hissed as Syntax got red in the face. You'd think for talking so much about that freelancer Syntax would have been dating the guy.
"you leave him out of it. I have all the time in the world to ask him out you don't" Syntax mumbled as he sipped on his drink. Red son glared at him and thought of something.
"alright but if I ask him out now you have to call that freelancer and ask him out when I'm done." Red son said as he got up from his chair," deal?"
"if it'll get you to ask him deal" Syntax said as he finished his drink.
"-so I've got to start the whole assignment all over again because Sandy's cats tour it apart!" Mk whined to Mei as they waited for their orders," I don't know where I'm going to find any of the materials."
"ahem maybe I could be of some assistance? " Red son chimed in catching the twos attention," I do owe you after you got my work phone out of that storm drain."
"Oh! It was no problem really I just get phone stuck in there all of the time." Mk said with a slight blush. Oh geeze he ran into that handsome business man again. He didn't have the nerve to ask the guy out. They just kept running into each other.
"maybe we could get those materials you need and possibly lunch? " Red son asked a bit nervous himself. Waiting for rejection.
Mei grinned evilly as she wrote Mk's number down on a napkin and handed it to him saying," Xiaotian'd love to here's his number too so you guys can talk about a time."
Mk glared at her red in the face. Red son was happy to have the number.
"so your name is Xiaotian, I'm Red son it's nice to properly meet" Red son said sweetly.
Oh Fuck did he actually ask the guy out? Dammit Syntax was screwed.
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vegalocity · 3 years
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46 with Spicynoodles in their true forms?
Sensory prompts
46. soreness after exercise
Me? grafting headcannons for other characters from other cartoons onto the legos? it's more likely than you think
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The fight had ended some time ago yet Red Son was still trying to catch his breath, exhaustion pouring from his very being. That fight... that took a lot out of everyone. Every part of him that wasn't bruised was sore and in some places it was the near pleasant soreness of using too much fire in one sitting,in others it felt as though his limbs were just going to fall off.
At some point his glamor slipped off but he was just too drained to throw it back up. At least he wasn't the only one. Fangs even bigger than his own were protruding from Xiaojiao's lips and Tang was fussing with one of her newly grown in horns as he bandaged her up, Pigsy was currently sporting coarse black fur and tusks he'd apparently had no idea he could sprout at all until this battle so Sandy and Sun Wukong were trying to talk him through it (while giving eachother all too knowing looks, Red Son wondered if some secrets were still being held in this group or not)
And much to his (far too exhausted to be anything beyond quietly appreciative) delight Xiaotian was leaned against him in full adorable Monkey form. His soft brown fur a whisper in Red Son's hand as he tried to calm down his still high-strung partner.
Xaotian's (cute cute cute) tail swished nervously ears twitching with every unexpected sound (adorable) dark eyes surrounded by gentle tan markings flickering to the source of the sound and turning golden for a quick second as he thoroughly scanned their surroundings, anticipating another attack while they were all still tired.
When he looked about ready to get up and start doing laps around the perimeter to be sure, Red Son took then to pull him into his lap. He was far bigger in his bull form, so Xiaotian fit snugly there. He felt him stiffen a bit at the motion, but eventually leaned back into the embrace.
Red Son glanced up and unintentionally met Sun Wukong's eye. The Monkey King's ears were tilted back to take in as much sound as possible as well, and surely he could see the tension still in Red Son. So he curled a little tighter around Xiaotian, as if to force him to rest, and Wukong gave him a slight nod before turning his attention back to Pigsy.
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7 of spicynoodles
7. French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.
MK pulled away with a gasp for air. His head was spinning from everything- the warmth of the room, the cheering crowds outside for New Year’s, the closeness of his nemesis. Except, right now, the last part wasn’t so bad.
“One more?”
Red chuckled. He looked really good, with slight drool staining his mouth from their kiss and his hair unruffled and messy from where MK had gripped it. “Alright, Noodle Boy. One more.”
As the crowd cheered, the two kissed again.
Send me some prompts!
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kai-keda · 3 years
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Not sure what started this but I see fanfiction WIPs getting posted on my dash so here’s part of one I’ve been working on for awhile that takes place super early in the “Redemption Takes Time” series where Red Son is trying to be good now and is living with MK because MK agreed to keep him on a short leash:
In a small room above a humble, family-owned restaurant which specialized in anything one could think to cook with a noodle, was a young hero-in-training.
And then there was MK. Forced to come to the ever growing realization that this whole “become-a-good-guy-hero-and-join-the-Monkey-Kid-team” thing with Red Son was gonna be harder than any training the Monkey Kid had ever personally gone through.
“Red… what are you doing?”
The immortal headache inducing demon was laying on MK’s bed, not his own sleeping bag on the floor for the fifteenth time, reading some random book off of one of MK’s shelves. He looked over at the mortal who was put in charge of him with a bored expression.
“Waiting on you.”
MK groaned. “I can see that. That’s not what I’m asking. I’m asking what is up with them.” He gestured towards the wall next to his TV where two women were tied up and clearly freaking out. MK would normally set them free immediately, but he didn’t want to chance that something else was actually at play here. Like some more of that Mystic Monkey Business that followed him around everywhere he went.
Red, still with that same bored expression, followed MK’s hand to the people he clearly trapped. “Ah. Them. You said you wanted to talk with them.”
MK’s expression then changed to one of general surprise and then slight confusion. “Huh? I did? When did I say that?”
“At the cake shop.” The fire demon finally set the book down, sat up, turned towards MK and crossed his legs.
MK just stood patiently waiting for more of an explanation and when it didn’t seem like he was going to get one, he stared up at the ceiling and groaned loudly.
“Come on, man. This is kind of serious.” That’s right. It was serious. Which meant he had to put on a serious face. As his gaze returned to his roommate, he did exactly that.
Eyebrows pointed down in a show of anger. Eyes squinted just an extra little bit. Mouth turned to the biggest frown he could manage.
Serious Face: Activated
“Red Son. You have to tell me who these women are and what I said at the cake shop to show I wanted them here to speak to.”
The demon twitched just a bit, clearly responding to MK’s change in expression. “You said ‘Aww man, I really wanted to talk to the people running this place about something but they’re too busy!’”
“Hey - I don’t sound like that!” The - very under trained - interrogator's face had turned red with a blush. The way the subject of the interrogation mocked him by pitching up his voice and making dramatic motions even while remaining seated embarrassed him. It embarrassed him a lot and he kind of hoped that wasn’t really how Red saw him.
“It’s close enough, Noodle Boy.”
MK wanted to keep arguing about that but the sound of one of the women struggling against the ropes she was in and the cloth around her mouth reminded him of what was important here. So he took a deep breath and used that focus he had trained. “Okay, now I need you to tell me why they’re tied up in my room.”
“Our room, remember? You made such a big deal about me accepting that I’m here with you via calling this my room as well as yours. And at any rate, kidnapping them was the only way I was going to get them here.”
He was getting frustrated. Actually, he could tell they were both getting frustrated. Red Son really didn’t see what the problem was. So MK took another deep breath and tried again.
“Why did you want to bring them here?”
“I told you already, you wanted to speak with them. Do try and keep up to what I have already answered if you are going to insist on playing Twenty-Questions.”
“I don’t even remember saying that! Red - you can’t just take people somewhere against their will like that!”
Red Son was now glaring. Clearly ticked off at this point and, honestly, good. “Isn’t helping your ‘friends’ with something they said they wanted without asking for anything in return an action ‘good people’ participate in? Am I not doing ‘hero work’ by tying them up and forcing them to wait for you so you can get what you wanted out of them?”
There’s more to this that I have written but that seems like a good cut off for sharing on here.
There’s also an explicitly Spicynoodle WIP that takes place after “The Light Side of the Mind” that actually explores their wedding but the day of, before the dang thing actually starts, Red Son gets kidnapped by Princess Iron Fan and Demon Bull King so MK goes feral.
It’s a lot of fun so far.
And then there’s the first draft of the final scene for my OC fic “What Makes It Complicate”
And then there’s my first ever attempt at a smut fic and of course it’s spicynoodles and it’s all super emotional
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starsfic · 2 years
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Perhaps some slight angst with the spicynoodles? Red accedntily burns MK and even though he had meant to hurt him..he had no idea why he actually felt bad about burning him and doesn't quite know if he should get him while he is weak or actually try helping him-
"AGHHH!"
The loud scream shocked Red Son's ears as the Noodle Boy yanked away from him. Sun Wukong's staff dropped to the ground with a heavy clatter as he clenched his hand to his chest. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air, turning his stomach. That didn't match the sudden guilt in his heart
Why did he feel bad?
He had meant to burn him.
The Noodle Boy stood in his family's way. He held the staff that would power his father fully. He should be taking pride in the fact that he had finally managed to hurt him.
But, seeing those teary eyes and silent gasps, Red could only feel guilt.
He stepped forward, opening his mouth.
Before he could say anything, the Noodle Boy scooped up the staff and fled.
Leaving Red there.
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starsfic · 3 years
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Spicynoodles mixed with Freenoodles? MK has started to date Red for a little while- And Pigsy is just being concerned but Tang is there reassuring him "MK knows what he is doing Pigsy- Besides we were young once to ya know? let the kids have some fun"
"Pigsy, stop glaring."
"I'm not glaring," the chef said automatically. Tang gave him an unamused look and he snorted back. Okay, maybe he was glaring a little bit.
Outside the shop was a fancy red car. Red Son leaned against the driver's door, playing on his phone. Normally, it would be hard to ignore him. But the new, subtle additions of orange and blue in his fancy outfit made it even harder. Footsteps upstairs made Pigsy look away.
"I'll be back!" Xiaotian said, dressed in his own fancy outfit, with slight tinges of red running through. He bounded out before Pigsy could reply.
Red looked up. Pigsy found himself gritting his teeth even harder as the prince took his son's hand with a "You look handsome today, my love." Then he pressed a kiss to his knuckles, a smirk forming at Xiaotian's flustered little giggle. It was all very romantic and such.
Pigsy hated it.
He had never chalked himself up to be a protective father. Then he and Tang had brought in a handsome young man and his nightmares started to be haunted by said youth in ripped clothes, crying in a dark alley beneath an uncaring attacker. What had once been horrible things that happened to others became very real and very close.
Thankfully Xiaotian hadn't shown interest in dating, staying close to the shop, or Xiaojiao's fierce protective aura.
And then Lady Bone Demon had happened and then Red Son had joined and...
An arm wrapped around him. "Pigsy," Tang's voice said gently, breaking him from his thoughts. The pig glanced back. The scholar stared back steadily. "Quit it."
"But-"
"Xiaotian knows what he is doing Pigsy," Tang's smile returned. "Besides we were young once too, ya know?" Pigsy felt heat crawl into his cheeks at the reminder. "Let the kids have some fun."
"But..." Tang had a point. Xiaotian wasn't helpless. Pigsy sighed, relaxing a touch. "Alright."
He could relax.
For a little while.
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starsfic · 3 years
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I would like to request a spicynoodle with 27 where mk sleeps in and red son is up and ready to go, so he quietly wakes mk up to also get ready for the day please
Red Son was an early riser. Always had been, always will.
That might've been because he didn't know the definition of a healthy sleep schedule, but at least he was on top of things. A snore broke through his mental pride at himself. He glanced over at the bed, unsure whether to coo or to groan.
His Noodle Boy was still tucked up tight and fast asleep. He was so cute when he slept. Hair spread out, pink dusting his cheeks, not even the slight trail of drool could subtract from it. But it was getting close to 9 and soon the pig was going to start yelling. Red preferred to not start the day with yelling, much less yelling directed at his boyfriend.
So, time to be a good partner.
Red settled at his boyfriend's bedside. "Noodle Boy," he whispered, not daring to shake him. "Noodle Boy, it's time to wake up." A groan answered him. "Noodle Boy, your boss is going to start yelling..."
There was another groan and Xiaotian's body shifted. "Five more minutes..."
"If I kiss you, will that wake the Sleeping Beauty up?"
There was a sleepy chuckle. "Maybe..."
Red shook him then, gently. "Then you better brush your teeth, otherwise morning breath means no kisses."
There was silence.
Then another groan. "Alright, I'm up..." Xiaotian sat up, rubbing at his eyes. He was still so cute in his half-asleep state that Red couldn't resist.
He pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Get ready," he warned before pulling away.
"Alright. Thanks, Red..."
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