Spicynoodles But One Of Them Is A Walking Flame While The Other Is A Vampire Furry (guess What Reference

Spicynoodles but one of them is a walking flame while the other is a vampire furry (guess what reference this is)

I don’t remember this happening in Bad Weather 🤨/j

I opened your blog because it sounded similar to a friend's username and was curious and got jumpscared by your demon spawn of a header. Anyway pleased to report you're not the person I was thinking of, but a little disappointed this energy isn't on my dash more often XD

LMAO SORRY ABOUT MY HEADER, I COULDN’T FIND A BETTER ONE THAN THAT- 😅

Heya!! Is it alright if I use your art for an edit? :)

Completely fine if not and you'll get credits if yes

Sure thing, buster, that’s fine by me! :D

original:

I don’t remember this happening in Bad Weather 🤨/j

I’M GOING INSANE RN😭✨💕

Hello there :P

Is it okay if you can write something based on these drawings? It’s about history repeating itself but MK and Red Son talked things out after their fight while Wukong and Macaque reminisce about how they could’ve talked things out too centuries ago

@swirly-strawz: Spicynoodles, but they go through the Hero and the Warrior allegations (The Harbinger and The prince were like the stars and flames-), eventually ending with MK and Red Son talking things out with lots of tears (MK has a head injury and Red Son has an eye injury) Bonus: Shadowpeach watching this whole ordeal progress all the way to after the fight

The Harbinger and the Prince were like the stars and the flames, their glow providing light and warmth upon the world. Although the two had started out as rivals, they grew to learn that, together, there was nothing that could stop them, either in the Celestial Realm or on Earth.

However, as the Harbinger grew in power, the shadows began to block out his starlight. In the darkness, the Prince was forgotten by his starlight.

Eventually, as all things lead, the two were led into a mighty clash. Thankfully, the hero and the warrior were spared by fate. Although both were injured by the other, they realized that their fight was not against each other...

Soft sobbing filled the cottage.

It was located in the main bedroom. Once a space cluttered with peach chip crumbs and remains of the past, it had been cleaned up so the duo lying in bed would be safe and comfortable. Currently, comfort was not a priority.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

"My Light, it's alright..."

"No, it's not!" Qi Xiaotian's eye, the one not covered by the bandage that covered half of his face, gleamed with gold for a split second as his emotions rose up. He took in a deep breath, held it for five seconds, and let it out slowly. "No, it's not. I nearly ripped out your eye because I didn't want to listen to you about how I was hurting myself."

"That was a lot of you in that," Despite the complaint, the edges of a smile decorated Red's face. "I could've worded myself and done better to make my emotions clearer, including my concern. You shouldn't have to deal with my blow-ups."

"Yeah, but your blow-ups are part of who you are."

"Not a good part..."

Neither noticed the monkeys hovering next to the doorway, listening in tense silence. Wukong kept glancing back inside, his tail flicking back and forth. Macaque stayed still, so still that anyone else would've mistaken him for being a statue.

"I'm sorry for leaving you behind and hurting you."

"I'm sorry for hurting you."

Both flinched at the apologies.