Hi How Are You Can You Make A Request Of A Macaque Wukong And Spider Queen X Sick Fem Reader

Hi how are you can you make a request of a macaque wukong and spider queen x sick fem reader

Like reader has a really bad fever and like she can’t get out of bed so macaque,wukong and spider queen comfort and taking care of reader

I’m sorry for the little words I’m just sick and I can’t concentrate on writing

Aw I hope you feel better! I loved this idea, please enjoy!!

"Darned Germs" (803 w.c)

SWK, Macaque, and Spider Queen x GN!Sick!Reader

Romantic Oneshot

Pronouns: you/yours

CW: sickness, mentions of food/eating, a single joke about eating people

“Gods, you’re burning up!” 

Macaque took the thermometer from you with wide eyes. You could really only nod, and even then it was hard to really move. You were lying in his bed, since you had spent the night after watching movies with him, however you awoke feeling as if you were on fire. He had gotten you set up with plenty of fluids and an ice pack on your forehead, but it wasn’t helping as much as he had hoped. He took out his phone, typing up some messages.

“What’re you doing?” You asked, your words slurring. His tail was swishing as his expression was concerned. 

“I’m calling in the big guns.” 

Not even half an hour later, your other two partners appeared. Wukong came in the door first, and held it open as Spider Queen came in with some grocery bags. Macaque helped to take their coats. 

“Queenie, I told you, I had food covered.” He protested, raising an eyebrow at how much she was actually carrying. She shook her head, stepping into the apartment’s kitchen and opening the fridge. It was nearly barren, save for some leftover takeout and a single plum. 

“Yes, because this’ll be enough to nurse a whole army back to health. Gimme time, and I’ll have just the remedy for this blasted fever,” she tied all her dark hair back into a bun and then moved past the monkeys to where you were. Upon seeing you, it was like she was going full mom-mode—the term Wukong had coined after she had made a habit of fretting over you, him, and Macaque on a normal basis. “Oh, sweetheart, look at you!”

“Hi Queenie…” you reached out to her and she enveloped you in a hug. 

“How’d this happen? Who was so cruel to pass on these germs to you?!” 

“I dunno,” you spoke into her chest. Even though you loved the attention, you were still very warm. She pressed the back of her hand to your forehead. “But I’m really tired…”

“That’s okay. You just lay back while I go make something to help, alright? No work, no nothin’ until you’re better.” She gave the crown of your head a kiss before stepping out of the bedroom to go begin the meal. Wukong came in next, with Macaque trailing behind him. 

“Hey, peaches. You okay?” He sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over and kissing your cheek. 

“Not so much. I’m drinking water and stuff, but I still feel cruddy.” You said. 

“Aw, well no worries! We’ll take care of you!” He reached into his own bag, that you didn’t even realize he’d brought in, and retrieved a stuffed bear. You happily accepted the plush, hugging it tightly. 

“Thanks Wukong!! I love him!” You smiled. He smiled back. Him and Macaque settled onto the bed, making small talk. Every now and then they’d pause and remind you to drink water, before resuming and grooming each other a little bit. Eventually a wonderful smell wafted through the air. All three of you went to the bedroom doorway and looked toward the kitchen. 

Queenie stood facing the stove, her sleeves rolled up and a hand on her hip as she stirred something in a pot. She taste tested some of it, before shaking her head and adding some herbs to the mixture. 

Sensing the pairs of eyes on her, she turned her head, gaze softening as she saw you all looking toward her. She taste tested again, this time nodding, and then she motioned for you to come over. Wukong moved forward first, practically salivating, and Macaque rolled his eyes and scooped you up bridal style. He carried you over to his table, sitting you down and then going to get dishes. 

Once everyone was set up at the table, the queen scooped some of the stew from the pot and into the bowls in front of you and the others. 

“This recipe’s warded off sickness from me and my boys for ages,” the boys in question being her henchmen who she said were also her subjects. “So I want you two to eat it as well, just to be on the safe side.”

“Promise there’s no meat or people in it.” Wukong joked, remembering what her diet could consist of. 

“Relax, I wouldn’t feed y’all that stuff! It’s just veggies and herbs. Now dig in!” 

Indeed, you all ate as if your lives depended on it, but really, it was just that delicious. Macaque noticed you were tired after the fact, so he helped to set you up in his bed again, opting to sleep on his own couch. In the morning, you awoke and felt as if the fever had never even been there, snuggled up with a happy stomach and your new stuffed bear.

just shadowpeach who watch a "really cool show"

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Omg I loved it like I got this idea from me because I was spoiling my boyfriend on what he wanted and he didn’t want anything but I got him a candy and so I thought like omg these monkeys boys deserve to be spoiled

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You're so right for that. Oh my gosh

I think they deserve the world 😊😊

can we get a syntax x reader who likes cuddles sm :D

Syntax x GN!Cuddly!Reader Headcanons!

I don't think this man has had any proper affection since he became a spider, so he doesn't know how to handle your cuddlyness at first

He likes the idea but he has no clue how to do it

You just sort of place him on the couch, grab a blanket or two, and make yourself comfy around him. And it works!

He has never relaxed so easily in his LIFE. and now he's hooked

He won't verbally express that he likes it or that he wants to cuddle with you, however you'll be able to tell pretty easily

He makes himself as physically close to you as possible, makes sure you KNOW he's there.....

and then disappears to wait on the nearest cuddling surface.

Mostly the couch, but he's very content to maneuver with you on his office chair.

Loves resting his chin on top of your head and listening to you ramble. He's attentive, even if he's working on something else at the same time

Overall, 9/10 just because I think he'd get too comfortable and be hesitant to let you just get up whenever you want lol

Worker solidarity.

If it’s okay 👉🏽👈🏽 I have a request

I think Macaque would probably call the reader stuff like “sweetheart” or “baby” but at the beginning it’s in a mocking/teasing manner, but as time goes on it gradually becomes affectionate. Do you think we could have some headcanons for that?

thank you ♥️💜

Oh my gosh I'm pretty sure this is canon /hj

Macaque and his nicknames for you Headcanons

He's flirtatious by nature. Mans knows how to get under anyone's skin, and once you've established a decent friendship with him he'll get under yours too.

"Oh, excuse me, princess"

"relax, sweetheart, I've got this"

In the beginning you don't know if you wanna kiss him or punch him

Either way, he smirks a lot less when he calls you names once you're in a relationship with him.

He has a softer gaze, his brows aren't so furrowed, and he reaches out to you gently

"Babes, you okay?"

"Let me get the door, hon."

It's legitimately so sweet 🥺

and you bet that if you call him names BACK then he'll take that as a challenge to see who can call the other the cutest pet names

"Plums, what do you want for dinner?" "Whatever you're hungry for, mi amor"

50000/10