#theratcheteer

The main similarities we see are the ones Subodhi list out himself in 4x06:

Scroll Subodhi: "Do you even believe that? The students I train spend lifetimes to posses a fraction of your power! Am I to believe Sun Wukong is the greatest master in history?" MK: "I mean...maybe he's pretty great-" Scroll Subodhi: "I am the greatest master in all of history! However, even I admit my mentorship is not the sole reason for Sun Wukong's absurdly fast learning, just as his is not reason for yours."

Both Subodhi and Wukong had students who were uniquely capable. Though, to be quite honest, MK taught himself the majority of his abilities (presumably with a foundation laid by Wukong in eps like 1x07 and 1x09). Gold Vision? That ability was triggered by the mural in AHIB. Monkey Mech? That's an ability MK creates himself to defeat DBK. Duplication? MK learns that through Tang. Shrinking? MK teaches himself. 72 Transformations? MK teaches himself. Cloud Walking? MK TEACHES HIMSELF ("Every time I learned a new ability, it was because there was something I needed to do, when there was no other way.")

So, an interesting difference between the Subodhi/Wukong and Wukong/MK dynamics is that Subodhi teaches far more than Wukong does, even being a master to Mei, Tang, Pigsy, and Sandy. In s3, despite being the most knowledgeable, Wukong hardly informs the gang on anything. I also think "Just believe in yourself! Even a smidge can make all the difference" is a similar philosophy to "By breaking these shackles you have imposed upon yourselves, you will become truly unstoppable warriors—which is what the universe is going to need sooner than we might hope", due to MK's "shackle" often being his low self-worth. Subodhi in 4x09 does a great job at being the mentor the gang needs to improve, in ways Wukong often isn't (4x01 being the large exception ("Mistakes happen, but so long as you leave the world better than you found it, then it's all good.")).

Subodhi and Wukong also draw parallels between Mei, Tang, Pigsy, Sandy, and their path lives: "We can't change who we were yesterday, or in a past life, or a hundred lifetimes ago!" versus Subodhi comparing everyone to their past lives and the ways they're worse and better, insisting that they can improve.

In JTTW, Subodhi gives the Monkey King his name, and he trains him in immortality, 72 transformations, and cloud walking. I find Subodhi naming Wukong particularly interesting when paired with this interaction, where Subodhi connects the title of "Monkie Kid" to MK's name:

MK: "I- I can't be! I'm just- I'm just MK!" Scroll Subodhi: "The Monkie Kid?"

He essentially "named" MK Monkie Kid, claiming that his destiny/role > than "just MK".

Alrighty! Sorry it took me a while to get to this one.

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Red is… a mix of first impressions. Depending on his mood and who you are, he either comes off as standoffish and rude, or flirty.

As you get to know him some more, you’ll find that he’s really sweet dispute his attitude. He’s also a big ass car nerd. Not just cars either! He loves tinkering with any kind of machinery. Him and Sans have so many little machines and robotic like projects in the basement. He’s just a sweet nerd, who cares a lot, but it’s often hidden behind his tough guy attitude.

Despite his flirty demeanor, he’s a little bit of a gentleman, he likes to wine and dine his partners before he actually goes for anything intimate.

He takes a while to really trust someone. But the more he relaxes around you, the more he jokes around, teases, and shows he cares.

He shows his love through actions.

One thing he does for the skele-house is routine check ups on their cars so that they’re spared the expensive mechanics fees.

His love language is physical touch, so once he’s close to you, he tends to be quite touchy. An arm around your shoulder, grabbing your hand to pull you somewhere, hugs, a teasingly soft shove when you’re being dumb, etc.

He’s messy, but only in his own space.

He works as a car/truck mechanic. He specializes in semi-trucks but he’s knowledgeable in all sorts of cars. He’s great at fixing things.

All talk when it comes to flirting. Sure he can take flirting too, especially suggestive flirting, but the moment you get soft with him he’s flushing and denying everything. He’s so easy to fluster.

He can’t take a compliment to save his life.

He loves greasy food. But also? This man will literally eat anything. He’s like a garbage disposal. He doesn’t have a picky bone in his body.

@theratcheteer Thissss 😭✋

So now we have a Stretch AND Mutt thirst! Although this was technically a comment and not an ask, I was randomly inspired and had to write this little bit so that you could experience the sexy rather than just send a basic reply!

ALSO, Mutt is 100% dangerous when it comes to making out and I love it 😔. I can imagine it now...

It’s the middle of the night and you have to get up to use the bathroom. However, once you finish and start heading back, Mutt comes strolling down the same hallway, having gone out for a smoke. Startled, you jump, breathing heavily as your eyes widen in shock.

After teasingly admonishing him, you expect Mutt to laugh a bit before sending you on your way with a cheeky, yet tired smirk. What you don’t expect him to do is slowly stalk forward until you’re backed up against the wall, crouch down with bright piercing eyelights and bring his face so close to your own that they nearly touch. Mutt’s smirk starts to deepen as he chuckles, listening to your quickened pulse as you comment about how he accidentally scared you. If you were actually upset, it would be a different story, but the little pout on your face is speaking to him in ways you could never understand.

Me too-

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You’re not surprised to find your quiet friend in the kitchen, away from the business of the party. He’s munching on some chips and dip, but from his distant stare, you can tell he’s thinking of something.

“Hey, did you want to come for the countdown?” You ask in a soft voice. He glances at you, his eye-light dilating at the sight of you.

He shakes his head no.

“Yeah… me neither.” You joke, approaching the snack bar and trying some of the dip he was just eating. He chuckles and smiles down at you.

“too loud.”

“Oh yeah, for sure.”

You take a sip of your drink, and almost choke at his next words.

“i heard of the new years kiss… tradition.” He says. You swallow you drink nervously.

“Uh huh?” Feigning ignorance, but not very well.

You guys have been playing a game of flirting for months now, but you always pull away when things get real.

Bear has you trapped (in a metaphorical sense).

You can’t keep running away.

“… can i kiss you?” He asks, bending over a bit and grabbing your hand.

“I…” You start, thinking of any reason not to say yes. But… those excuses you’ve been coming up with for months seem ridiculous now as you’re alone with him, holding his hand. You set your drink down before continuing. “… yeah. Yeah. You can.”

You watch as the pupil of his eye-light turns into a little upside down heart and a small blush spreads across his cheekbones.

As the muffled cheering coming from the other room starts up, he leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips. His hands trail down to your waist as you kiss back, tilting your head and cupping his cheeks.