IM CRYING AT HOW MUCH MK THERE IS AAAAAA- Sorry Its Just Really Hard To Find Mk X Readers AND THERES

IM CRYING AT HOW MUCH MK THERE IS AAAAAA- sorry its just really hard to find Mk x readers AND THERES SO MANY HERE IM SO HAPPY! Sincerely, A random anon :)

He's very fun for me to write! I'm glad that people are enjoying it!! :D

as long as there are requests, there will be content!! And obviously if I find a prompt of my own that I love you guys will get to see it too <3

this is your daily reminder to write that fic! who cares if it’s a dying fandom, bring it back to life! who cares if you only have a sentence, you’ll get there don’t give up! who cares if it’s a self indulgent fic, we love to see it! who cares if it’s an overdone trope, you’re making it unique in your writing style! who cares if it takes you a month to write a fic and then you dip, you’re still writing and sharing your work and that’s what matters! who cares if you write for yourself and never post it, you’re still writing and getting your ideas down and that matters just as much as if you posted it! just keep writing, you got this <3

Swk and macaque x little brother reader one shot (who’s also a monkey and like 500 years younger than them) I need more platonic content❤️

As someone with a younger brother I did write in favor of the older siblings 🥱 sorta. but this idea was fun either way!

“Important Information: He’s Not Happy”

(Sun Wukong x Macaque x Younger brother!Male!Reader)(PLATONIC ONESHOT)(507 w.c.)

cw: none, literally two swears at the very end

pronouns: he/him

“(NAME)! Did you seriously use the rest of my body wash?!” Wukong trudged out of the bathroom, bearing an empty soap bottle that had his name on it to discourage stealing. He had either already bathed or was about to, judging by the sheen on his fur. 

“I didn’t even know you owned body wash. It wasn’t me.” (Name) didn’t even look at his older brother, choosing to keep his eyes on the television screen. Finally, he had gotten to choose what was playing. 

“What do you mean by that?! I smell fine!” Wukong gave himself a sniff, flinching as he did so, but still acted like he was correct.

“I’m a solid five feet away from you, and I can smell you. For a guy who likes soaps, you don’t use them.”

There was bonking noise as the empty bottle was thrown his way, however it missed its target—perhaps it was a warning shot. 

“Have you asked Mac? He showered last night.”

“He doesn’t like the scented stuff. Plus, he’s off at his dojo.”

“Then go to the dojo and interrogate him! Just quit bothering me!”

(Name) was glaring at Wukong. Despite being the youngest, it wasn’t like he wasn’t intimidating. He was just as powerful and strong as Wukong and Macaque. He just happened to be several centuries younger. 

Hours passed without discussion of showering, and (name) was happy to report that he got to enjoy some time alone—alone as he could get, with some smaller monkeys taking to the empty spots of the couch to relax—but every now and then he’d hear a dramatic sigh as Wukong aired his complaints about whatever he felt like complaining about. (Name) knew he was just looking for a reason to pick a fight with him. That was the glory of it all, though—he didn’t respond to a single statement.

So, when Macaque came home, with some food for them to share, it was essentially the same discussion as in the morning, just retold to a new witness.

“Hang on. It smelled like blossoms?” Mac paused, looking at the bottle. “Ah. Yeah, it was me. I was wondering why I had a headache this morning.”

“I TOLD YOU!” (Name) pointed and laughed at Wukong. Wukong pushed him, and since the three of them were all perched on branches of a tree, (name) yelped as he dropped to the ground. He got back up just as fast.

“Did you do it on purpose?”

“Not like I could see. I was just focused on getting clean.”

“You shower in the dark??” (Name) chimed in. 

“Yeah, so what?? It’s the same as in the light!”

“No it isn’t!! If you shower in the dark, like a psycho, then how can you tell what you’re doing??”

The three continued to “argue” well into the evening, but as they went back into the home to try and get some kind of dinner started, it was reduced more so into playful banter. Yeah, (name)’s brothers were assholes, but they were his favorite assholes.

this is gonna be a weird one so bear with me here

LMK (any characters) x Hypnotist!Reader

I don’t really mind whether or not the reader in question is a villain or just an every day hypnotist i just wanna see some shenanigans with the characters having an s/o capable of mind controlling them

(NOT NSFW JUST FLUFF)

I've always kind of thought a career in hypnotism would be interesting, but part of me thinks that just having it as a random skill would be funnier

Traffic light trio (separately) x hypnotist!gn!reader

(Headcanons!)

MK

probably more curious than anything

Maybe brings you with them to do hero stuff? Like maybe you could hypnotize a demon to just,,,chill out.

you may also have to hypnotize him to relax. He doesn’t mind, he trusts you to not do anything weird!

Mei

can you do something funny? Like make MK act like a chicken??

wants you to help her prank people(only if you want to)

if she were to get out of control with the Samadhi Fire, I feel like maybe s/o should try to hypnotize her to calm down.

Redson

villain duo,,, yes.

no seriously help her scheme and pull stuff against MK and co. I’m talking making them think that she’s a king or something

In reality you should try and hypnotize DBK to say nice things to her :)

My beloathed

Redson x Demon fem!s/o who's the opposite of him (E.g. Calm and soft spoken) That's just as smart as him and works with him as both a Lab partner and romantic partner, but unfortunately due to her temperament she is often see as a weaker demon when in reality she's secretly (even to Red) super strong, but doesn't show it unless it's a emergency, like turning into a terrifying, giant, multi armed kaiju to protect Red.

Yesssss I love this idea. Had to look up what exactly a kaiju is, and even then I found mostly Godzilla stuff? So forgive me if my descriptions are a little messy as I tried to be more vague

"Where's My Epic Background Music?"(761 w.c)

Redson x Demon!Fem!Reader romantic one shot

Pronouns: she her

CW: little bit of bl00d, some light viol3nce

“This stupid bolt won’t stay in place!” Redson growled, pretty close to just melting the metal back to its liquid state on his own. But y/n stepped in, coming up behind her lover and handing him the fresh set of pliers he’d asked for. 

“Red, I can hear you from down the hall. Take a second, alright?” She continued holding his hand that was reaching for the tool, making eye contact. He was stiff, with the ends of his hair starting to become inflamed. But at her gentle tone, he sighed, and she could literally see the steam coming off of him as he calmed down. Slowly but surely. 

“Thank you, beloved.” He mumbled, turning away from his newest project. A new motorbike, of sorts, though she knew there had to be a transformation in there somewhere. 

“What about we go get something to eat? You’ve been cooped up in here since you got out of bed this morning.” She suggested. The fire demon hummed, looking at the blueprints he’d worked so hard on, and the bike behind him that had taken him the better part of several hours to assemble. 

“I guess we can. Where would you like to go?”

“There’s a cafe not far from the arcade, I hear they’ve got some really nice pastries.”

“As you wish. Come, we’ll take my car.”

The pair got their jackets and hopped into the large vehicle, driving from what was essentially Hell to the city. At y/n’s request, Redson abided by traffic laws, though it was tempting for him to absolutely total the stupid little car in front of them that cut them off.  

“This is the place!” She pointed to a small building with an alleyway next to it, where there was a chalkboard sign advertising some chai tea drink. It wasn’t overly cutesy, which was probably for the best. Redson would’ve gotten all hissy about being there. 

Walking in, nothing was off-putting. The service was nice and much faster than other places y/n had taken Redson to eat at. 

The real problem showed up when it came time to go back to the car and head home.

The first red flag of the situation was the stranger standing against the side of the car, which was already reason enough for Redson to get angry at. The person was lanky, though both Red and y/n could see the threatening aura they put off. In these situations, not only did Red take the lead, the problem was usually dealt with in a fast manner to avoid unwanted attention. However something about this just wasn’t right.

“It’s a nice car you’ve got here. Nice girlfriend, too.” The person complimented. Redson had no problem waltzing up to the guy and trying to intimidate them right back.

“Thanks. Now if you’ll excuse us, we have places to be.”

In mere seconds, a knife was pressed to his throat, one with symbols written on it that y/n could tell were meant to hold Red in one spot or at least leave an impact if the weapon was to make contact. 

But at the same time, y/n was willing to ditch being passive for the sake of her lover. So as soon as she saw a thin line of blood, she jumped into action. She let go of her human form and grew several sizes larger, multiple arms on her torso and primed to tear limbs if needed. She was quite a sight for both figures below her.

Enough to make the stranger drop their grip on Redson along with the weapon.

“Hey, no harm no foul, right?” They tried to reason with her. 

“Run. Far, far away, and don’t come back.” She warned. They scrambled to get moving, heeding her words immediately as they took off. Once she was sure that they were gone, she transformed back into her regular form and went up to her partner.

“I love when you get all frightening. It’s fun.” He praised her. He dusted himself off, but then held still as she inspected the cut on his neck.

“Hang on, I have some napkins.” She mumbled, digging in her pockets for the napkins she took from the cafe. When she found them, she cupped his face and moved to clean the small wound that was just beginning to drip.

“Thank you, y/n. Now, shall we?” Redson unlocked the vehicle and opened the door for her. She climbed in gingerly, giving him a smile. 

Looks could be so deceiving, could they not?