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So it is high time I feed my favorite artist with literary content, this took longer than I want cause got sick. essentially it is a what if for macaque finding out Mk could also be his in the shadowlord au, which belongs to @rebeltigera and is not Canon unless she says so. It was inspired by a video where someone demanded an explanation via 'explain yourself knave!', I really wanted macaque to use that line but it didn't feel right.

The clang of metal was followed by a soft curse as mk darted after his wayward staff. Macaque's last blow had sent Ruyi Jingu Bang flying off into the distance of the training grounds, much to the dismay of son wukong's successor. 

“Language boy.” The master of shadows scolded as he launched another strike at the kid. The kid probably didn't even hear him with how focused he was on retrieving the weapon without getting hit in the process. It was difficult to keep a straight face as the young stone monkey screeched and shrieked as he dodged the elders attacks all the while running for the staff. It was ridiculous and reminiscent of the boy's mentor. Macaque wasn't sure if he found the antics irritating or entertaining at this point, but he was thankful that he had designed the training grounds to be able withstand his nephew. Otherwise the place would have been torn to shreds with how hard he was training the kid today. 

A cheer of excitement erupted, drawing the shadow monkey's attention back to the boy. It seems mk had successfully retrieved the staff. With a wicked grin he leaped into a shadow portal. The kid's squeal of surprise as he descended upon him was almost worth the ringing in his ears.

What he had not anticipated was mk disappearing into the shadows. Not even seconds later the boy appeared behind him trying to strike. If the kid had any capacity for subtlety, he might have landed a hit on the lord of shadows this time. To bad mk was still too much like his mentor. Grabbing the staff and sending the kid flying with a solid kick to the stomach had been a reflex as his mind tried to comprehend what the boy had just pulled off. Not even the kid's screaming as he flew through the air registered.

The kid just used shadow step…

How the fuck did the kids just use shadow step!?

This… This wasn't possible. MK was Wukong's kid! He should only have wukong's powers! Sure the rest of the kid's origin was a mystery, but he just assumed that kid was made from some mystic monkey nonsense. Did he have other theories to the kid's origin, yes, but as time went on they seemed less and less plausible. It still didn't explain how the kid was starting to tap into shadow magic, specifically magic that was unique to macaque. 

“Um… earth to macaque? Are you in there?” golden copper eyes blinked rapidly as macaque jolted away from the hand rapidly waving in his face.

“Err… you okay?” Mk asked, his honey brown eyes gazing up at him full of concern. It was infuriatingly nostalgic with how quickly he was tempted to relent his stoic and indifferent persona for the boy.

“Ya, I'm fine kid… where did you learn how to do that?” He eyed the young stone monkey carefully. Mk may have a talent for distraction, his skills in lying still needed a lot of work. 

“The shadow blippy thing?” The kid scratched his head as he searched his memory for any possible instance that he could have used beforehand. “Just now I think…” Mk replied with hesitation, a nervous smile directed to the lord of shadows. 

“Typical…” Macaque nearly groaned in frustration. He should know better by this point. This shit happened with wukong all the time when they were young, so it makes sense wukong's son would be no different. That didn't mean he couldn't internally curse at the universe for making him deal with it.

“So…” he could practically feel the nervous rolling off the kid. He sighed in defeat. It's not like wukong had any idea how to use shadow magic, and he wasn't about to risk Mk accidentally creating a rift between the realm of shadows and the mortal realm due to wukong's over confident stupidity. 

“Come on kid. I may as well show you how to use it properly.” Macaque didn't bother to hide his exasperation as he started walking over to a more shaded area of the training grounds. 

“Sweet!” the kid whooped in excitement as he followed after the elder celestial monkey. 

The sun was beginning to set by the time macaque was satisfied with Mk's basic understanding of his new power. To his credit mk had been diligent the entire time and had worked hard to master what macaque had taught him about shadow step. He did have to shut down the kid's bright idea to test if he had other shadow powers. His nerves couldn't handle any more surprises today and he didn't want to spend only Stars knowing how long searching the realm of shadows on the off chance the kid did have other shadow abilities and accidentally got swallowed by them.

Watching in silence, he didn't stop the boy from running off. No doubt excited by the day's events and wanted to tell his friends. Molten gold eyes narrowed. Hopefully he would get some answers before word eventually got back to princess iron fan. He was going to redirect as much of her rage to that idiot sage as possible. 

Once the kid was completely out of sight, he fell back with well practiced grace into his shadows. His turn flowed like water, his moment now facing forward as he slipped through the portal of shadows. 

He paid no mind to the sounds of objects crashing to the ground around him. No his focus was the prey pinned beneath him, fist gripping the front of the sage's shirt.

So... this what happens when you leave me to doom scroll for too long and I find a deliciously spicy sound bit to work with. It be a tad bit short this time because I am probably pushing the spiciness as it is for Tumblr and I am too lazy to try and write a full fight scene. Fair warning ⚠️- swearing and suggestive content so recommended for 18+. You have been warned!

The collision of the celestial monkeys was nothing if not a spectacle of wild explosive power. Thankfully for the king, the concussive force of their impact on the mountain side was enough to stun the enraged shadow long enough for the great sage to pin the warrior beneath him.

It was quite the sight, his wayward warrior with his back on the ground, eyes lost in a daze. Clawed hands pinned to the dirt by the stronger ones of the king. Legs interlaced as the golden monkey loomed over his deliciously vulnerable prey.

He truly did enjoy the finer things in life. No one challenged him like this anymore and certainly not like his dark counterpart.

As the shadow slowly regained his senses, the great sage slid the knee between the warrior's legs. not quite close enough to touch, but should macaque struggled… well the king wouldn't have any complaints with the outcome.

Watching the focus returned to golden copper eyes the king grinned as he quickly pulled back, avoiding the snap of sharp fangs on his throat by a hair's breath. Falling back to the ground, panting with barely contained fury.

With a predatory grin the golden monkey leaned in close, the proud warrior stiffened at the king's proximity, ears fluttering at king's warm breath that grazed them.

“You have to stop trying to kill me macaque…” he whispered into the shadow's delicate ears with a low rumbling growl. The king couldn't help but grin in satisfaction when the shadow tried to squirm away, letting out a surprised chirp when he accidentally ground himself into the king's knee. The flustered anger dusted with a light blush was delicious.

“It's giving me a massive hard on and I have never been good with delayed gratification.” he rumbled teasingly into the sensitive ears. letting out a squeak like chirp, the shadow tried to struggle out of the king's grip and accidentally grinding on hard on the ginger's knee. A deep red bloomed over over macaque's cheeks, almost blending with his celestial markings. Even with his embarrassment on full display, he shot the king a defiant look.

“Go fuck yourself wukong!” Macaque hissed ears flared out and fur instinctually fluffing up as he tried wrestle back at least a little of his dignity.

Alright everyone some tooth rotting fuff base off of the shadowlord au by @rebeltigera. As always this not Canon unless rebel decides otherwise. The song used is how does a moment last forever (music box) from the live action beauty and the beast, it inspired the whole idea. Enjoy the cavities!

Son wukong stared down at his current predicament in absolute confusion and barely concealed terror. He was the king of fruit and flower mountain, the great sage equal to heaven, he had been in plenty more dangerous situations than this and far more ridiculous ones too. Mostly self-inflicted, sure, but now was not the time for that. Cause at the moment the king was facing a pair of overtired tiny cubs that belonged to his ex-husband, who for what  ever reason, had climbed into his lap, tugging on the tension wraps on his forearms, angrily chirping their demands. 

A lullaby, they wanted a lullaby…

Of the demands he had received in his life, this one baffled and terrified him the most. As badly as he wanted to give in to his ex-husband's adorable little terrorists, the last thing he wanted to do was overstep with macaque again. Their truce was still fragile and while their relationship was starting to mend, the cubs and his involvement with them was still an extremely touchy subject. One that macaque still wasn't fully ready to approach yet, which wukong understood. well… he did now after a devastating life lesson and reality check he had a while ago. He had actively tried to keep an acceptable distance from the cubs for the lord of shadows ever since. 

Being sought out by the very tired pair seeking comfort was not something the king had anticipated. And now they were crying. 

Shit! Shit! Shit! They were crying!

Without thinking, he scooped up the cubs, pressing them close with awkward cuddles in an attempt to sooth the exhausted pair. They settled a little but still looked at him with those big tear filled eyes. 

Macaque was going to kill him…

He missed the days where macaque would have teased him relentlessly for how quickly he would cave to a little one’s demands, but those days had been lost long ago. 

Carefully, with his free hand, he rooted around in the pouch tied to his hip and pulled out an intricately delicate old music box. It had been macaque's in the days before his foolish war with heaven, one of the few keepsakes he had left of the shadow. He had brought it to the island to return it to its rightful owner once he had finished repairing the damage done by time… and actually got enough nerve built up to give it to the dark furred monkey, but for now he had need of the ancient treasure. 

Carefully he turned the mechanism, cranking the springs as far as they could safely go without causing damage. The cubs stared at the box with half-hearted curiosity as the music began to play. The melody was just as soft and soothing as he remembered. He may have taken a moment to bask in familiar song.

“How does a moment last forever? How can a story never die?” His voice was steadier than he felt, but he focused on the cubs who had nestled into his arm after fully settling down.

“It is love we must hold onto, never easy, but we try.” He couldn't resist carding his finger through soft black fur.

“Sometimes our happiness is captured. Somehow, a time and place stand still…” his heart almost melted when one of them yawned, the boy if his guess was correct. Both were stubbornly fighting sleep and all cubs do. Wukong had been no different at their age. 

“Love lives on inside our hearts and always will.” the sage couldn't help but smile as the little ones finally gave in after the last verse. As much as the king desperately wanted to smuggle them back to thier nest to avoid their father's wrath, he dared not move as to not risk waking the willful little bundles, so he got comfortable. He would accept what ever punishment the master of shadows deemed fit after the cubs were safely back in macaque's care.

Old lady cat: *greets me quietly at the door* O.O

Me: * impulsively grabs cat and plop her in the warm laundry *

Old lady cat: * looks at me but doesn't move*

Me: okay then... *wanders of to do other chores *

Me: *checks on cat 30 minutes later and she is still in the laundry* ... I really need to get you a heated cat bed 😅

So this short is entirely for @rebeltigera 's enjoyment and is not Canon to the shadowlord au, unless she decides otherwise. it was written as an extension of ‘courting? Why don't I know about this.’ comic. the idea was inspired by a lady on tic tok that does fantastic Percy Jackson story skits.

"Gentlemen if you look at these patrol routes you will see-"

"SUN WUKONG!" For someone who was immortal seven times over, the sage felt a very mortal chill run up his spine.

"My impending ass kicking... Macaque! What are you doing out of bed...?" The sage laughed nervously under the sharp gaze of the very angry shadow.

Under normal, well, What had been normal circumstances long, long ago, Macaque's unglamoured and sleep ruffled appearance would have had the king practically cooing in delight. Instead he was mentally combing through his memory of the last few days, because at present an unkempt, unglamoured macaque was an incredibly angry macaque, and he had no idea what he had done recently to incur the shadow's wrath.

And judging by the agitated twitching of the ungroomed black tail, he had stepped in something big.

“All of you, OUT!!” no one dared question the shadow and quickly filed out of the war room. Some even had the nerve to shoot the ginger monkey a suspicious look as they slinked away. It was difficult to not bristle at the perceived chances of these lesser demons. He remained poised with his hands firmly behind his back.

When the door clicked shut, macaque quickly walked up to the sage and grabbed his jaw hard, before roughly forcing the ginger to turn his head to the right, showing the bruising on his left cheek.

Oh… this was about that intruder from the other day, the one that had claimed he was there as a suitor for the shadow. The one he ‘conveniently’ forgot to tell macaque about after. He should have known that would have come back to bit him eventually.

“I see, the rumor I heard was apparently true.” the shadow monkey snarled as he let go of the golden monkey's face just as roughly as he had grabbed it. Macaque then made his way over to the war room's windows, looking over the landscape. The silence grew more unbearable as the seconds ticked by, but the sage dared not say anything, he knew he had no ground to stand on with how he had overstepped.

The golden monkey tensed when the other inhaled and let out a frustrated sigh.

“When I agreed to your proposition, I was prepared for things to go south. More or less with that still in mind, I forgot who you are.” the level of calm macaque had as he spoke gave wukong no ground to argue. The sage resisted the urge to fight like a scolded cub.

“So, let me put it straight.” Macaque hissed as he turned to face wukong, all six ears fanned out, and fangs bare as he staired down the king of fruit and flower mountain with barely bridleled anger. His loosely fitted hanfu shifted just to expose some of the bandages hidden beneath. A stark reminder of the injury he had suffered.

Soo... I wrote most of this a while ago and accidentally left it in the unfinished pile. It was inspired by a clip of one of Mathew McConaughey's villain roles. I need more practice writing dangerous wukong. The throne is basically a simple and clean stone version of how the iorn throne as diatribe in a song of ice and fire.

Sharp claws rhythmically tapped against cold stone as eyes of molten gold carfully watching as a twitchy three tail fox was led into the throne room by two Marshalls. Their full armor and weapons gleaned in the sunlight. A bit of an unnecessary show of force in the king's opinion, but he understood why Ma and Ba had been insistent. The last time this particular fox had visited fruit and flower mountain, it had ended rather poorly. his loyal subjects were very justified in their veiw of the creature.

He had to give credit were credit was due not many had the courage to rob the Monkey King, let alone having the nerve to stand in front of him willingly after the fact. The confidence was refreshing.

Too bad he needed to settle a dept, such a waste of potential.

Standing at the base of his throne, the fox bowed, and properly too, showing all the respect son wukong's position and titles owed him. The corner of the king's mouth twitched upward, breaking the neutral expression he wore.

"So you're the little thief." The king practically purred as he got up from his throne, a simple design made of ancient stone, he had it placed a loft with many stairs to make it feel more impressive. Walking down to his guest, his expression remained neutral as he observed his guest. The fox's almost concealed flinch did not escape the stone monkey's notice. The denials laced with a touch of panic were exquisite to watch, It had been so long since he had indulged in these types of games. They were a rare indulgence for him, since they were often his mate's favorite form of entertainment. The sun had no desire to deny his moon unless truly necessary.

"Settle yourself húli jīng, I am not emotional about the treasures. You stole them fair and square." The king spoke with a playful grin and a gentle pat on the fox's shoulder. Molten eyes watch carefully as the fox relaxed a fraction, believing the king's words of no grudges for the theft.

"If there is no ill will for what was taken my lord, may I ask why have you called upon me?" The fox's tone was careful, and rightfully so, but the curiosity couldn't be hidden in those pale yellow eyes.

Ah... To be young and over confident.

The king couldn't resist a malicious grin at the young Yaoguai's audacity, his tail twitching with suppressed rage.

"As stated, I am not emotional about the treasures..." His tone was casual, almost care free as he slowly circled the fox, savoring the creature's nervousness. His Marshalls were clearly entertained with his antics, well... this time anyway.

"But I am emotional about the fact that someone dared to lay their hands on my mate..." His tone while still carefree, held a barely noticeable edge to it. He finally stopped circling the Yaoguai, standing face to face with the fox.

"MY MATE!!!" The king roared, his claws wrapped tightly around the fox's throat, barely leaving enough room to breathe and no way to run. The king pulled the Yaoguai in close and dropped the glamors over his eyes, staring down the foolish pup with pure cold rage from blood red and molten gold eyes.

"No amount of treasure in buda's beloved universe can pay for that transgression..." His tone had deepened as he struggled to manage his temper since he didn't want to kill the fox just yet.

"no, for that... I want a pound of flesh." He nearly purred, thinking of how pleased Mihou will be when he learns of how the fix was punished.

"A pound of flesh?!" The fox choked out as he tried to squirm out of the stone monkey's grip. Realizing far too late that he had foolishly walked into a trap.

The king smirked at the struggle.

Soo.... a mild spice test. I got the idea from some doctor who mischief. Fair warning there's technically nudity in this, also there be some swearing. You have been warned 😝

“You're naked… Why are you naked Macaque?” the shadow in question smirked. He could practically hear Son Wukong's brain short circuiting, but he didn't turn to face the king. Nooo… that would make things far too easy for the ginger. The ebony monkey's tail swayed lazily as he continued to mess around the king's kitchen, seemingly completely ignoring the great sage equal to heaven.

“I'm not naked, wukong. As you can clearly see, I am fully dressed.” He wished he could see the look on the stone monkey's face at his blatant bull-shitting. But he had a snack to make and a king to torture in creative ways that wouldn't get him in too much trouble with the kid. It was adorable that Mk wanted to help them rebuild their relationship, but macaque wasn't quite ready to bury that hatchet just yet. Neither was Wukong

“Glamors aren't clothes macaque!” The warrior was almost impressed with the level of the king's hypocrisy and that he had finally figured out how to whisper-yell. He had fully expected shrieking that could be heard by the whole mountain, possibly the celestial realm too. The Son Wukong he was familiar with was incapable of subtlety, especially when flustered.

“Says the guy that uses hair magic for almost everything.” He bent himself backwards to look at the king in a way that was only possible due to years of training. The vibrant flush on the ‘Great sage's’ cheeks was entirely worth it.

“You do realize Mk is training in the yard!” oh he knew, and it probably was the only reason the king hadn't scruffed him and chucked him out as soon as he saw the ebony monkey in his house.

“Sounds like a you problem.” he couldn't resist the sly grin before turning back to his task. Wukong wouldn't do anything as long as the kid was nearby.

“You know he has gold vision macaque! He could see you!” He ignored wukong's angry hiss in favor of raiding the king's cupboards, tail raising in faux curiosity of their contents. He had to resist the urge to purr when the king's breath hitched.

“Still sounds like a you problem, wukong” the shadow spoke smugly, raising his tail just a little higher, so that the king would have an excellent view. Well… if he was using gold vision. The subtle uptick of the stone heart beat, followed by a dramatic switch of a cape, angry stomping, the front door being yanked open and then slammed closed, brought forth a snicker from the shadow user. And wukong had the nerve to call him dramatic.

When the king didn't return, victory was assumed and the ebony monkey continued moving about the king's kitchen, preparing his rightfully pilfered lunch of fresh fruits and nuts. In his defense the food in the city, while edible, was nowhere near as good as the food grown on fruit and flower mountain. It made him a little homesick.

Savoring a sample of a freshly sliced peach, he was too distracted to avoid the strong hand now gripping him by the scruff. With no time to react before he was pulled backwards and slammed face first into the nearest wall. A heavy molten heat quickly pressed into his back, pinning him in place.

Another short for @rebeltigera also based on her au. Was inspired by her answer to the what if the traffic light trio got caught get drunk on macaque's island. There may be a snippet from my favorite marvel siblings. Obligatory not Canon to shadowlord au.

The sounds of laughter echoed on the wind as it glided through the evening landscape. Crackles of fire mixed in with childish giggles and heated debates.

It was enough to draw the six eared macaque's attention.

Curiosity and a desire to prevent any property damage the three could cause if they got too rambunctious, compelled the lord of shadows to seek out his nephew and his friends. Plus it was a lovely evening for a walk.

… well it would have been if he didn't have a needy tag along creating a shit ton of noise. Golden eyes narrowed when he looked over at the ginger monkey, who followed him without a care in the world, or at least that is what the king wanted him to believe. Macaque wasn't stupid and the king wasn't as good as he thought he was at concealing his feelings. He just didn't care enough to call the stone monkey out for it yet.

The sounds of laughter grew louder as the two came closer to where the traffic light trio were messing around. He heard an odd hic from Mk. Now the shadow monkey was suspicious and silently thankful that the twins were out cold in his nest, given his suspicion of what the three were up to.

Those suspicions were confirmed soon enough.

Macaque's eye twitched at the sight. In the middle of the clearing not too far from the well walked path was a sizable bonfire. It was set up properly so there was little risk of starting a wildfire, no doubt Redson's handy work. The boy knew very well there would be hell to pay otherwise.

Yet there was a massive pile of bottles, wine judging by the smell of the few that were already open, dumped unceremoniously within reach of the children.

When the three finally noticed the two elders staring down at them, one who was clearly irritated and the other doing a poor job at concealing his amusement, only Redson had the decency to look sheepishly about being caught. Mk was at minimum tipsy given the pink on his cheeks and a happy go-lucky look painted on his face, very reminiscent of his mentor when drunk. Mei was looking at them like the cat that caught the canary, no doubt she was the instigator for this… situation.

The ebony sighed, rubbing his temples. “Why my island…?” Mei's shit eating grin only grew and suddenly the shadow user didn't want to know anymore.

“Well… At least they are doing this somewhere safe.” The king tried to reason on behalf of the kids. He quickly backed down when shot with a look promising pain if he didn't back off.

“Relax shadow man! You guys should join us! We even managed to swipe some of the good stuff from monkey king's stash!” “Hey!!” The girl's audacity was almost worth the indignant expression on the ginger's face. Still he was suspicious of the dragon spawn given her tenacity for shit disturbing as Redson described it.

“Please macaque! It'll be fun.” the shadow user nearly flinched at the big brown doe eyes of the youngest stone monkey. If anyone ever told him that there would be a being born that could out do sun wukong's kicked puppy look, he would have called them mad… and likely would have punched them for wasting his time. Instead he shoots the king a glare, who sensibly raises his hands in surrender with a sheepish chuckle. Not even denying that he knew the kid could do that. The shadow caves not long after.

*3 hours later*

A soft chuckle escaped the ebony monkey's lips as the trio conceded defeat in the latest drinking game. It was a valiant effort but he had millennia of experience on them and significantly more potent wine exposure, granted the wine they had managed to pilfer from fruit and flower mountain was indeed the good stuff. Both strong with nostalgia and alcohol, macaque may have over indulged on the peach wine. The resulting buzz was pleasantly warm and his mind was a little fuzzy, but otherwise still enough brain cells intact.

Well… more than the others at least. Mk was swaying a little and his glamor had dropped about an hour ago, both Mei and Redson were a little better off but not by much. Wukong was drunk as a skunk… again. For being a 7 times immortal the ginger was still a light weight.

He promptly ignored the plastered king's pawing and insistent babbling. He was behaving like a needy cub and it was no longer his job to cater to the spoiled-

Warm lips pressed firmly against his own halting any further thoughts. The wine addled mind unable to process the actions of the stone monkey. The ebony monkey let out a muffled chip as calloused fingers cupped his cheeks. Those mischievous fingers quickly slid up to his sensitive ears and rubbed them just the right way for the shadow to melt in the king's hold. A small gasp gave the king all he needed to invade the warm mouth he had captured.

Slowly, slower than the six eared macaque would care to admit, he clawed back enough of his senses to realize what was happening.

Dark furred fingers gripped onto the stone monkey's shoulders and pushed the drunk king back. golden eyes blinked in hazzy confusion, watching the ebony monkey gasp for air while denying the ginger what he wanted.

After a moment macaque remember that they weren't alone. Carefully he peered over to the trio. Redson looked as though his brain had short-circeted and Mk was doing his best impression of tomato. Mei… she was holding up her phone with a grin that would put most villains to shame.

Wait…

Black fur fluffed up.

Another short story based on @rebeltigera 's shadowlord au. What can I say, I adore the chaos gremlins that are the twins, rumble and savage. the idea was inspired by my cat's latest obsession with coconut oil. ^-^;;;

“Careful! He'll wake up!”

“I'm surprised the smell hasn't done that already.”

“Maybe he has a cold?”

Mk froze mid step as he heard the hushed whispers of the island's most notorious trouble makers. Mei is still a little salty about being second place. The young stone monkey slowly looked in the direction the noise had come from.  Curiosity burned in his gut, but if past experiences were to go by, if he investigated, odds were high that he would get dragged into whatever trouble the twins were getting into. 

The question was, was his curiosity stronger than his desire to raid macaque's kitchen for snacks, which had been his original goal. The soft scent of coconut drifted into his nose, which peaked his interest even more. With a groan of frustration he caved and carefully made his way down the hall to the source of the noise. The stealth lessons from the lord of shadows seemed to be paying off as he made his way to the room the twins were messing around in without their notice.

With as much caution and skill as he could manage, he quietly opened the door and peered inside. The young stone monkey couldn't stop himself from balking at the sight he had discovered. 

The monkey king was sprawled out on a couch out cold. At the end table near the king's head was a tiny jar of coconut oil and two mischievous cubs carefully applying said king's face and hair.

“Do you think this is enough?” Rumble asked his sister as he carefully worked the oil into the ginger fur.

“Well… He loves this stuff as much as catnip. So it should be.” Savage replied with a shrug as she screwed the lid back onto the jar. Given that the jar was nearly half her size and most of her front was coated in oil, it was a bit of a struggle.

Wanting a better view without being noticed, Mk transformed into a beetle, flying through the open door and into the ceiling’s crown molding. The view was better than he had anticipated, now he would just have to wait and see how everything played out.

Once Rumble had finished with the king's fur he scampered over to his sister and grabbed the jar. With a little effort he carried it to the edge of the end table and dropped. It plunked softly on a pillow beneath. The clever little imps probably had set it up before. As Rumble darted down to the jar, Savage jumped in the direction of the door to the hall. 

Her landing was surprisingly quiet. She then rubbed her little paws onto the floor before leaping towards the door, this repeated until she had gotten to the door, she made one final spot in the hall before running back to her brother on her hind legs.

Rumble in the meantime had gotten the jar off the pillow and waddled it underneath a wardrobe before his sister returned. Both scampered up to the top of said wardrobe and hunkered down. It was a good choice of perch in Mk's option. They were high up enough that they would be difficult to spot, but also had a good view of the chaos that would unfold. 

It didn't take long to see what the twins were waiting for. Bai he's cat wandered in, sniffing the ground and licking the spots that Savage had rubbed her paws.

The tabby followed the trail diligently all the way to the king and didn't hesitate to jump up on to the sleeping monkey, licking the coconut oil coated fur. Monkey king didn't wake, he barely even stirred at first. Purrs erupted from the king as patches moved to his cheek. 

“Mihou…” Mk watched as the king began to squirm, pink dusting the ginger's cheeks as the cat moved along the jaw towards his ear. Still he didn't wake. As the sleeping god shifted, the cat lost his balance for a moment which changed the tabby's target of incentivised grooming. While the cat licked the king's nose and mouth, the monkey's nose was blocked as he was trying to inhale forcing his mouth to open. Wukong jolted awake, flailing in panic from the sensation of the cat's in his mouth. Patches screech of panic was followed by the king's ‘very masculine’ yelp that was followed by some very angry chirps as the cat took off out of the room and down the hall. 

Both Mk and the twins chose to make a swift exit when the lord of shadows portaled into the room, looming over the golden monkey, clearly not pleased at the disruption. 

*reads first volume of Yashahime* ... problem solved!

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque/Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Qi Xiaotian | MK/Red Son Characters: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque, Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Zhu Bajie | Eight-Precepts Pig, Rumble (Monkie Kid), Savage (Monkie Kid), Qi Xiaotian | MK, Red Son (Monkie Kid) Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, How Do I Tag, Tags May Change, Sun Wukong | Monkey King is Bad At Feelings, Sun Wukong | Monkey King Needs a Hug, Mentioned Qi Xiaotian | MK Summary:

So this is going to be an archive for the short stories I write based on RebelTigera's shadowlord AU. Any art posted with the shorts was done by her. None of it is considered Canon to her au unless she has claimed it.

These will also be on my tumbler.

A little bit set before the time of brotherhood that I entirely blame on a clip from Catherine the great.

The afternoon sun on fruit and flower mountain was nothing short of perfect. And the king of this mountain paradise had taken full advantage, basking in its warmth after a thrilling day of hunting in his favorite forest. The glade he had chosen to lounge in was particularly challenging to find by most, so he could avoid his responsibilities undisturbed. Thus a favorite.

There was only one thing that the king felt he was missing.

The rustling in the brush had the king grinning. Ask and you shall receive in this case.

The lazy king craned his neck up in time to see his Lui Er Mihou stomping into the glade, his pink tunic and gorgeous white fur looked ethereal in the natural light. His mate was clearly not happy. The golden monkey let out a chuckle as he got comfortable where he laid once again, making it look as if he was going to continue napping.

It was hard to not snicker as the shadow of his lover loomed over him.

“And what do you think you're doing?” golden eyes peered open at the exquisite voice of his irritated consort. Sharp teeth were on full display with a playful smile.

“Attending to my kingly duties, my love.” The king's amusement only grew as delectably soft white fur fluffed up at the little warrior's agitation, tail smacking the ground aggressively.

“Kingly duties?” his beloved's voice did nothing to conceal the venom born from the shadow monkey's ire. Much to the king's entertainment.

“Yes.” he could practically feel macaque's eyes twitching at the nonchalant answer.

“You do nothing but eat and hunt all day.” the six eared monkey hissed, clearly sick of his king's frequent bouts of laziness and the extra work that often ended up in the lap of the shadow user because of it. The king grinned.

Confusion struck the warrior when he noticed a strange intensity coming from his king.

“Set yourself free in the forest and I will happily hunt and eat you all day.” The predatory grin on the king's face grew as he watched the mind of his beautiful and clever mate short-circuit. A delicious pinkish red hue bloomed on the snow furred monkey's cheeks and slowly creeped up to those delicate lotus shaped ears as his mate's imagination ran wild.

Slowly, oh so slowly, the king shifted his weight and moved to a crouch while his adorable mate was distracted. His tail swayed in anticipation of his new hunt and a carnal growl slipped past his lips.

Violet eyes widened at the primal sound, dilating at the realization of his king's plans for him. And before the golden monkey could blink his little shadow had disappeared back into the trees from once he came.

A little idea inspired from a clip from the borderlands game and based off of @rebeltigera 's shadowlord au. Obligatory not cannon to shadowlord au reminder.

“All around the jujube bush the bandit chased the monkey, the bandit thought it was all in fun, POP!”

A large explosion rang through the air, six glamoured ears twitched at the sound. Macaque made a mental note to speak with redson about twin proofing his workshop. Clearly his current security measures were not enough to rumble and savage out or from stealing something it's volatile.

A satisfied smirk painted itself on the face of the lord of shadows when he heard a tell tale thunk on his left. Apparently the explosion had jostled the great sage from his nap and had promptly fallen out of the tree he had perched himself in. The little joys of life.

“Goes the bandit. ♡” a quiet relief flooded the dark furred monkey's system at the reassurance that his cubs were indeed fine.

“What the hell was that!?” Wukong screeched from the shrubs he had landed in and was struggling to get out of.

“Cubs at play.” the master of shadows replied cooly. It was difficult to keep his irritation at bay, the volume of Wukong's outburst definitely hadn't helped.

“Really?” he could practically feel the king's eye twitch with that response.