I Have Such A Soft Spot For This Drawing. MK Welcoming Macaque To The Gang By Drawing Him Right In The

I have such a soft spot for this drawing. MK welcoming Macaque to the gang by drawing him right in the middle of it. Even after the damage Macaque has done, MK sees the good in him.

Macaque's history (regardless of how faithful it is to the source material) is filled with causing pain unto others just to hurt Sun Wukong. But MK sees right through it in Shadowplay. He empathizes with the Warrior, is quick to connect the dots and sees through his shades of grey especially when Macaque saves him from Corrupted Monkey King.

Who know what Season 4 will bring us but I'd love to see a messy redemption arc for Macaque. The gang don't trust him but MK still does and it's hard not to trust MK.

It can even go too far with MK trying to get Macaque and Sun Wukong to reconcile. It's just not that simple. Not when the two have so much resentment. Not to mention Sun Wukong would not be happy with the idea of Macaque just... being there. But he's observant enough to see MK has reached through to Macaque like he once could.

Hi I was wondering if you were ok doing Nezha x Injured! Reader..?

Basically reader sprains their ankle and try hide it but fails as it the pain gets worse..

(Fluff, oneshot and if it ok can you use they/them pronouns..)

Ofc! Here u go :D

Nezha x Injured!GN!Reader (584 w.c.)

(Romantic one shot)

Pronouns: you/yours

CW: injury to the ankle

“Y/n! Are you alright? That was a heavy fall.” Nezha rushed to your side as soon as he saw that your foot hit the ground in a weird way, causing your ankle to take all the weight at once. He also saw the panic in your eyes, but you quickly recovered.

“I’m fine, it only hurts for a second,” you reassured him, testing your weight on it. It didn’t hurt a lot as long as you didn’t press on it.

“Okay. Just let me know if you want us to stop the hike. I don’t want to make it worse by accident.”

“Don’t worry about me.”

“Well, as your partner, it’s kind of my job.”

The prince linked his elbow with yours, still assisting you for several more steps until you unhooked your own elbow to get a drink of water from your bag. He had started out his day together with you by saying that even though it was a little warm, a nice hike would be a great way to relax after a long week. You agreed, because he really did want to spend time with you. But with this new ankle injury that you could feel shooting up your leg, you would feel terrible if you had to cut it all short. 

He pointed out different plants to you, and to your credit, you paid attention and even urged him to explain a little more, just so you could take a moment and put all your weight on your good foot. 

At some point, he caught on to this pattern, and brought you to the side where a creek was to sit. He made you sit down first, watching how you labored in balancing yourself. He took his spot next to you, reaching into his own bag and pulling the ice pack out of the cooler that contained extra water. 

“Y/n, I know you want to keep going, but seeing you try to sit was frankly painful to watch.” He held out his hand, and with a sigh, you lifted your leg into his grip. At first, the shock of the cold on your ankle was bad, but once you got used to the feeling of it, it felt like heaven. 

“Thank you, Nezha…” 

“It’s no problem.”

The two of you sat and relished in the quiet around you. The creek made its own noise of water over small rocks, the birds were active, and a light breeze made the leaves of the trees shift from side to side. 

“Why didn’t you tell me it hurt?” Nezha asked after a while. He had kept a steady hold on the ice pack, but you could tell that he was half-meditating as well. 

“I didn’t want to ruin our time together.” You answered, avoiding his eyes. You could feel the disappointment and concern radiating off of him. 

“Getting hurt doesn’t ruin anything. I’m always happy to help you, alright?” The cold was suddenly gone as he took out the cooler, placing it back inside, before taking his crimson ribbon out and fashioning a wrap around the injury. “I worry about you. Even if you don’t want me to sometimes.”

He patted your leg, before standing up and packing things away again.

“Now, let’s go get you a proper wrap and head home. We can watch that romance movie you’ve been telling me about.” In one swoop, he picked you up and carried you on his back as you had the backpack.

Mk x shy GF Reader, with the Mk clones? set during the episode Duplicatnation where Mk is dealing with the fact he accidently got carry away with making clones, but not only that, he has to now deal with them fawning all over his girlfriend in their own ways and getting her EXTREMELY flustered and embarrassed, And are our poor boy is getting REALLY jealous.

“Too Many”(1244 w.c.)(Romantic one shot)

MK/Clones x Shy!Fem!Reader

pronouns: she/her

CW: slight possessiveness

One second, y/n was enjoying some quiet time at Pigsy’s because hey, there was a little too much chaos in her life at the moment, and the next, she was apparently texted to meet her lovely boyfriend at Sandy’s boat. This she didn’t mind. Sandy was such a sweet guy, and she’d be lying if she said spending time with the therapy cats wasn’t one of her favorite things to do. 

It was what happened when she got there that was a problem.

The boat was not only a new color, but she could see that familiar red bandana and messy brown hair hard at work painting it. She smiled knowingly, hopping up onto the deck to greet him. 

“MK, hey!” She went to hug him like she always did, but when he turned around, something was terribly off. His eyes had a crazed fire dancing in them as he wielded a paintbrush. But he still returned her affection.

“Y/n! Good, I was hoping you would be fast! I want to paint you!” He explained. She wasn’t opposed to the idea, but she certainly was thrown off by his mannerisms. 

“Like, right now? I’m not sure—“

“All you have to do is sit and be pretty. You’ll look perfect at any angle!”

Even if he was a little unhinged, she was still blushing at his comment. She went and sat on the stool across from a canvas he’d set up, choosing a simple pose that wouldn’t take long—theoretically.

“Beautiful! Yes, you’re the perfect muse!” He beamed, getting to work on an underpainting. Her heart was racing and she felt her face grow hot at his compliments. She held as still as she could, out of worry for what might happen if she shifted even a little. A solid half hour must have passed by now…But her arms were getting tired in the position she was holding them, so she mustered up the courage to say something.

“Hey, can I just take a quick break? Have you got a sketch down?” She asked. The artist stepped away from the canvas, humming while he looked at her. 

“I suppose…just hurry back, okay? This will be a masterpiece as long as you’re here.”

She hopped off of her seat and gave him a quick kiss as she exited the boat, choosing to head back into the city and get something to eat, maybe even stopping at the arcade…Mei was there, right? They hadn’t gotten to hang out lately.

Walking into the building, she could tell once again that something was wrong. But she pushed that feeling aside and continued in, getting some tokens and enjoying some of the games at the front by the entrance. But the music was muffled, like it was only coming from the back of the building, so y/n went to the back and saw two tall guards in front of the door. Once they saw her coming, they immediately opened the door for her, and she hurried past them with a quiet “thanks”. 

Gods, being in that space was already overwhelming—it smelled like soda pop and smoke machines. The music reverberated through the floors that lit up with each beat. And it was crowded past capacity, most likely. Someone was yelling from the DJ booth, but she couldn’t make out the words. 

“Y/n, thank goodness. You need to talk to your boyfriend.” Mei emerged from somewhere in the crowd, taking y/n by her arm and practically yelling to get her point across. 

“But I was just with him on the boat!” She yelled back.

“Then who’s the guy wearing leopard print sitting in the booth?!” 

The two girls got to the front of the room, and lo and behold, there was MK. Y/n was beyond confused. If he was here, then who was the artist she’d just spent time with? He peered through his slitted neon glasses at her, reaching over the turntable and yanking her into the booth with him. It was only a little easier to hear.

“Aw yeah, the life of my porty is here! It’s good to see you showed up!” He exclaimed, giving y/n a kiss. 

“Porty? MK, what are you talking about? What about the painting?”

“Huh? What painting, yo?” He shook his head with a smirk. “Whatever, anyways, c’mon, join in! Let’s make some sweet tunes to get these guys moving!”

“No, hang on, how long have you been in here?” She stopped him, trying to figure out exactly what was happening.

“No idea, babes, all I know is I’m throwing the best porty this arcade has EVER seen!” He put one of the headphones over his ear, before pressing some buttons that changed the music and got things going again. Now that y/n could see the whole crowd, she could also see that they all looked like zombies…some were slumped on the floor, others were trying to keep dancing but stumbled and dragged their feet. Some were even hiding from MK’s sight. Mei was standing by the entrance to the booth, and she didn’t look too hot either. 

“MK, you need to chill out a bit, okay? Let’s go play some games, just you and me.” Maybe if y/n played her cards right, she could get him to be distracted long enough that the crowd could disperse. 

“Not right now, sweet cheeks. After this set, definitely!” He responded. 

“What do we do? He’s lost his mind!” Mei took y/n’s hand again to get her away from the crazed DJ. Y/n shrugged, racking her brain for solutions. 

“Let’s get out of here! There has to be an exit!” She said. 

“Sorry, sweet heart. No one’s leaving this porty!” The DJ came up behind the pair, yanking them both deeper into the booth.

Hours passed as Mei and y/n were stuck inside a giant claw machine. On the plus side they weren’t stuck on the dance floor, but on the downside they were trapped in a much bigger problem than before.

That is, until the skylight broke. Their saving grace was here, hopefully the REAL one. They couldn’t make out what Real MK and Porty MK were saying to each other, but y/n was just overjoyed that MK was okay. What scared the crap out of her were the countless evil clones that were trying to fight him and how she couldn’t really tell who was where doing what. Golden light was everywhere, and before they both knew it, y/n and Mei were out of the claw machine and out of harm’s way. But they were back in the booth, standing behind Real MK. 

“Wait, how can you tell who’s who? He might be the porty clone!” The DJ said. 

“It’s ‘party’!” Mei said.

“Aw man, I played myself.”

And then he disappeared. Y/n was still comprehending the fact that all of that just happened, but of course the explanation was three simple words: “mystic monkey business”. 

“Y/n, are you okay? He didn’t hurt you, did he?” MK approached y/n, pulling her into a hug that she recognized as his hug. She leaned into him, trying to calm down a bit.

“No, I’m not hurt. Just…frazzled, I guess. Promise you wont make any more clones, okay??” She pulled away from him, grabbing his arms and shaking him back and forth. He laughed the whole time.

“I promise, I promise!”

Could I request an MK x Benched!reader? Basically just the entire episode benched except the reader is the one who’s left out instead of Tang (This could include other character as well if you want).

Oo fun! Benched was a good episode :)

Sorry this took me a hot minute work has been kicking my butt

"I Can Help Too!"

MK x BENCHED!GN!READER

Pronouns: they/them

CW: none, comment if there is

Standing just behind the curtains at the talent show, y/n couldn’t help but feel left out. Sure, they loved seeing how enthusiastic MK had been about this whole performance thing, but it was determined that they had no place in the band for y/n. And that was really the only part that stung.

So, how does one get out of that funk and try to contribute? Well, they make their way up into the giant lantern to try and grab the ring themselves, of course.

Seeing that Macaque guy was an added insult to injury.

“You’re pretty smart for coming up here by yourself. You led me right to where I needed to be.” The shadow demon chuckled, appearing out of one of his portals and then right next to y/n. He stalked past them to the center of the giant lantern, but didn’t grab the ring just yet.

“Stop! If we work together, we can defeat the Lady Bone Demon!” They yelled. He didn’t turn to face them, but his voice filled the space.

“Yeah, what exactly do you bring to the table? Last I checked, everyone down there was getting on just fine without you. And besides, I need this ring more than you do.”

“Without that ring, humanity is doomed! I won’t just stand by and let that happen!” Y/n leaped to grab the ring, but Macaque pushed them out of the way. Over and over, the two collided, and the dome they were under started swaying. 

“You need to look out for number one. If you don’t, no one will. Wukong values people by how useful they are to him,” Macaque paused, catching his breath. “Take it from me, as an expert on what happens when you get too close to the king.”

“My friends can depend on me. I can depend on them. If I can help them, I will!” Y/n stood, being surrounded in golden light as the most beautiful singing voice they’d ever heard broke out from the stage that was below them. The noise made Macaque flinch, and y/n took direct advantage of this, propelling themselves forward and snatching the ring of Samadhi before the demon could get a hand on it. They yelled as they fell past him, and then through the air, until they finally landed in their boyfriend’s arms. Assumedly, they won.

“Hey, the ring! Way to go, babe!” MK cheered. Y/n welcomed the praise they got from the group, but there was a more pressing matter at hand.

“Hey, uh, Macaque is here, and he’s also looking for the ring! So maybe we should get out of here, ASAP!” They explained, handing the ring to Wukong and then following the group backstage so they could get ready to go. 

“Right! C’mon, before he comes looking for us, too!” MK took their hand, and they made it to the metro station to make an escape from possibly impending danger. As the train started moving, y/n tried to calm down from all the excitement they just went through, including how Macaque spoke about Wukong. They stole looks at the monkey king, wondering how much of the shadow’s ramblings were true. 

“Y/n?” MK’s voice broke them out of their train of thought.

“What’s up?”

“Just checking up on you. I’m really happy you were able to get the ring for us. But I almost forgot to see if you got hurt or anything.”

“Oh yeah, I’m fine. No broken bones or nasty cuts.” They reassured him, giving him a smile. He took a seat next to them, settling in for the ride to their destination.

There was a plan for all this, right?

Oneshot idea! (Platonic) Swk x His extremely young stone monkey child (whether he created them biologically or magically doesn't matter) Set during the episode 'Amnesia rules' where Swk loses his memories, and in this case, the memory he's a father and that's his baby, so when he see's them he just gusting over them because "O.m.g. Tiny baby monkey, aren't you the fuffiest, cutest thing! (*o*) *gasp!* They called me Baba, I HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED." P.s. hope you feel better soon, had the plague too.

1, thank you anon! I’m almost all recovered :D

2, this is the sweetest request I’ve ever received and I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH :OO literally the cutest thing I ever did see,,,

sorry it’s super short my brain is legitimately mush

“Embrace For Impact” (Amnesia! Wukong x baby monkey!reader)(PLATONIC)(oneshot, 320 wc)

Traveling with the monkey kid and his friends honestly didn’t seem like a bad idea at first, especially when (name)’s way of convincing their pa to let them go with them was by stowing themselves away in his cape. When the group inevitably found them, they agreed to let them stay. Now here they were, supervising Mr. Tang and Pigsy as pa…meditated? Slept? They weren’t really sure, but he wasn’t giving them attention, which annoyed them. 

So, when there was some sort of problem that warranted Pigsy to sock Wukong in the mouth, (name) half expected him to spend time with them when he was awake. But instead, he took on an…odd…personality. 

“Hm. I must’ve scared the demon off. It’s safe to come out, master! You too, piglet.” 

They laughed as Pigsy got upset at the nickname. When they did, Wukong turned around fast to look at them. 

“Baba, that’s not his name!” (Name) giggled. Wukong gasped and got close to them, standing over them as his eyes lit up.

“Oh. My. Goodness. You are the cutest thing I have EVER seen!” He ruffled their hair. They chirped happily, especially when he picked them up. 

“Monkey king, that’s (name).” Tang said. 

“(Name)? That’s a perfect name for them!” He cooed, absolutely melting over how cute they were. Getting caught up in all the Samadhi Fire business had made everyone lose their sense of having some fun, so even if the monkey king had lost his memories, this was a nice change of pace. 

“Baba, I’m hungry, can we eat?” (name) asked. As fun as this was, they hadn’t gotten a snack in a while.

“We also have to keep our eyes peeled, we don’t know where that demon went.” Pigsy said. 

“DID YOU HEAR THAT?! They called me baba! I’ve been ACCEPTED!” Wukong cheered, lifting (name) up above his head as they squealed.

Yeah, things were gonna be fine.

Can I request a MK x Foreign!Reader headcanons where the reader was friends with MK before he gained the staff, but after he got it they started hanging out less and less?

Like him pushing off plans to train or something, and the reader never being able to tell him how he feels, only for MK to find out the reader likes him after they went back home.

Whether they reunite or not is up to you!

Anon that’s genius but in order to save myself some tears I had them reunite at the airport

MK x Foreign!GN!Reader headcanons

The two of you got to hang out almost every day before MK found the staff. When he did, he seemed to forget that you existed. The only time you two would talk was over text, and even then he never had time to respond to you.

you couldn’t help but feel abandoned. The same boy who helped you to adjust to your life abroad had grown apart from you, even though you tried so hard to connect with him, hoping for even a single moment alone with him so you could tell him how you felt.

time passed on, demons popped up left and right, and you found yourself having to go back to your home country. You told this to MK weeks in advance, and he promised you he’d hang out with you and even offered to drive you to the airport if you wanted him to.

of course you accepted, thinking this was your chance. But it was too good to be true, since not only did a frightening amount of ice suddenly start appearing, but MK had to leave with the others to stop the end of the world. You bid them good luck and counted down the days to your leaving.

the day you had to leave, you placed a goodbye letter(that included your feelings for him) to MK in his mailbox, getting a taxi to the airport instead, since who knew where he was in all this chaos. He wasn’t with you, that’s for sure. call it selfish, but you really did want to see him.

you checked in, passed through security, and prepared to leave the place you had come to call home.

what you DIDN’T see was the monkey kid, freshly home from beating the Lady Bone Demon, who had found your letter and used his monkey magic to get to that plane as fast as he could.

“Y/N! WAIT!” and you watched as he tripped over himself and landed on his face in front of you and everyone else by the gates.

cue your cliche “I love you too! I’m so sorry I didn’t realize sooner!” Moment at the airport. He promises you that he’ll talk to you as often as possible, and, who knows, maybe visit you? Or you can visit him! Move back as quickly as possible!

you have to stop him from crying otherwise you’ll start too

it’s very wholesome