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Does anyone else find it kind of funny how Penelope set out on her first date ever with Winter, wearing clothes to match his aesthetics the Alice in Wonderland vibes he gives off with his deck theme, name (white rabbit) and cool magic and getting a makeover that she thought he might like seeing and all, yet ended up getting closer to, falling in love with, and having her first kiss ever stolen by Callisto, who, for the record, was at a royal meeting on the other side of the empire and had absolutely no business with either her or Winter at the time?

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Husband and wife are indeed of the same breed

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thinking about the newest chapter of Haikyuu-bu and how Hinata thought to himself that he would probably have quit volleyball after a few years if he hadn’t met Kageyama and ough. It makes me wonder— how long would Kageyama have held on without Hinata? We saw how without Hinata, he didn’t end up meshing with Karasuno at all. Would he have transferred schools? Would he have stuck it out through high school? Would he have joined the pro leagues without all of the character building and reflection he experienced?

How long would it have taken for Kageyama Tobio to burn out?

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I would LOVE to find a shadow peach edit to the arcane song ‘Ma Meilluere Ennemie’ but I haven’t found any yet.

Maybe I could write a fic based off the song, and have it be Shadowpeach.

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Lmk head canons!!

Macaque is fluent in Italian, he surprises people with how well he can speak it

Wukong knows some Spanish words, but is not completely fluent. He proudly claims he is fluent in Spanish.

Red Son is constantly called over by Mk just because he’s cold. He’s called the ‘portable heater’ by Mei.

In monkey form, Mk grows taller by a few inches. He’s then pretty much a head taller than Wukong and Mac.

Mac and Wukong fight over who’s taller. Physically most of the time. - Mk is the one who tries to stop them from fighting but only gets Wukong hurled at him in the process.

Mac likes rainy days. He hates when it storms because of the thunder.

Mk still makes sassy remarks at red son over ruining his apartment. He constantly says “a sketchbook or two would help me let it go.”

Wukong loves humid weather, he loves sitting outside and basking in it. - one time in the past, Mac had to drag him into some shade because he thought Wukong would start burning.

Macaque has a VERY high flight or fight response. It isn’t flight most of the time. - Mk was a victim to that fight response once.

Pigsy and Tang would dress up in an 80s theme every year for their anniversary.

Macaque called Wukong ‘Cara Mia’ once. Wukong thought he was being insulted.

Will do just shadowpeach ones later!!!

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IN SAYING THAT, HERE IS SOME STUFF ABT THEM !!

- both Wukong and Mac are 19 in this

- Mk is Wukong’s younger brother and is 13

- macaque works at a place that sells records

- Wukong is a florist and mk works with him

- MK and Wukong’s parents are divorced and work overseas

- Macaque ran away from home at 16

- Sandy runs the florist shop and had helped out Wukong and MK a lot as they were growing up

- Macaque only listens to stuff like rock, grunge, alternative, metal while Wukong’s taste is extremely diverse

- Wukong is the lead singer in a rock band but keeps a low profile

- Macaque listens to the band Wukong sings in frequently, and doesn’t know it’s him

I WILL MAKE MORE STUFF LATER !!

Okay but imagine this human! shadowpeach! Au:

Florist! Wukong who is secretly part of a rock band x Grunge! Macaque who serves at a record shop

(I’m writing this as we speak, feel free to ask questions about the au!!)

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Okay but imagine this human! shadowpeach! Au:

Florist! Wukong who is secretly part of a rock band x Grunge! Macaque who serves at a record shop

(I’m writing this as we speak, feel free to ask questions about the au!!)

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Here’s my eventful hanahaki! Wukong au! Hope you enjoy reading, I spent so long writing this

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Should I write macaque’s death with the first chapter??

Hanahaki! Shadowpeach au

The first time went unnoticed, something a little like this.

Wukong muffled a giggle as he heard his dear warrior’s footsteps crunch the leaves below him. He remained shrouded behind the cover of the tree as Macaque’s footsteps became slightly louder before stopping to a halt.

The king had a wide, giddy grin on his face as he tried to remain as calm as possible and hide from his sneaky shadow. He held a hand up to his lips to stop another little laugh from slipping out.

“Boo.”

A voice spoke from behind him and he jumped, yelping and losing his balance on the tree branch.

Luckily enough, his tail instinctively wrapped around said branch and stopped him from face planting into the earth. His ears caught onto the snarky cackle above him and he craned his head to meet the eyes of his best friend.

“Oh, by Buddha! You should have seen your face!”

Macaque chuckled, shoulders hunching as his grin thinned out into a beautiful smile. He reached down, his hand outstretched and inviting. Wukong took it, hoisting himself back up onto the branch and pouting.

“No fair! I bet you used your ears to find me!”

The king huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. Macaque lazily smirked, rolling his eyes.

“It’s not my fault you’re so loud. Plus, you can’t even try to hide without giggling your ass off. Just admit that I won this round, my king.” He sassed, leaning into Wukong’s space teasingly.

Wukong tried to step away, before an idea popped into his head and he grinned. The warrior faltered at the grin and now he just realized that he was playing into a dangerous game. He tried to escape but there was no use, his king was already barreling into his chest and knocking the air out of him.

They both fell out of the tree, tumbling into the grassy ground below as they both laughed together. Wukong snuggled into Macaque’s neck, giggling some as he hooked his arms over the latter’s shoulder.

“Can’t ever escape my surprise attack!”

The king exclaimed, to which Macaque only quirked an eyebrow at such words.

“Oh really? And what if I just portal away?”

Wukong only squeezed tighter.

“You can’t! That’s not part of the rules!”

He pouted further, moving to sit up from his place on Macaque’s chest.

“You cheat all the time, what’s wrong with me doing it?”

“Well I never use my powers! You’re always using yours!”

The shadow demon huffed, before smirking and shoving Wukong’s shoulder lightly.

“You cheater…” the golden monkey grumbled under his breath, knowing all to well that his dark counterpart heard him either way.

“Yeah, but you love me. Just admit it.”

The blush rushed to his cheeks before he could even push out a reply, Macaque found that quite funny. Wukong sighed, trying to push the words out, but found his throat has clogged up, and before he knew he was keeling over to cough up whatever blocked his airway.

He felt Macaque’s shaky, worried hands gently place themselves onto his shoulders and he couldn’t help but feel glad that he was here with him.

Soon enough, whatever got stuck in Wukong’s throat had landed in the hand that covered his mouth. He pulled his hand away from his face and peered at it.

Pink petals?..

Only then did the king find out they were petals of plum blossoms. He looked up when he heard a small giggle. Macaque had let a small chuckle slip, worry still slightly creasing his brow.

“I must’ve eaten the pit of a plum or something..” he humored and his shadow laughed again.

“When have you eaten plums?”

Wukong shrugged, smiling some.

“Eh, when I feel like it.”

“Do you eat the pits of stone fruit when you feel like it too?”

The king spluttered, slapping Macaque’s shoulder lightly.

“S-shut up!”

He huffed, dropping the plum blossom petals and deeming it as he either ate a plum put or just inhaled a flower while playing.

“Want to play again? If we do, you’re seeking.”

Macaque smiled oh so beautifully. How could Wukong ever say no to a face as pretty as that?

“Yes! I’m bound to win this time!”

And with that, the flowers were forgotten on the earthy floor.

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Feel free to ask questions about this au, I’d love to hear and answer what you ask me!

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Thank you:)

Hanahaki! Shadowpeach au

The first time went unnoticed, something a little like this.

Wukong muffled a giggle as he heard his dear warrior’s footsteps crunch the leaves below him. He remained shrouded behind the cover of the tree as Macaque’s footsteps became slightly louder before stopping to a halt.

The king had a wide, giddy grin on his face as he tried to remain as calm as possible and hide from his sneaky shadow. He held a hand up to his lips to stop another little laugh from slipping out.

“Boo.”

A voice spoke from behind him and he jumped, yelping and losing his balance on the tree branch.

Luckily enough, his tail instinctively wrapped around said branch and stopped him from face planting into the earth. His ears caught onto the snarky cackle above him and he craned his head to meet the eyes of his best friend.

“Oh, by Buddha! You should have seen your face!”

Macaque chuckled, shoulders hunching as his grin thinned out into a beautiful smile. He reached down, his hand outstretched and inviting. Wukong took it, hoisting himself back up onto the branch and pouting.

“No fair! I bet you used your ears to find me!”

The king huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. Macaque lazily smirked, rolling his eyes.

“It’s not my fault you’re so loud. Plus, you can’t even try to hide without giggling your ass off. Just admit that I won this round, my king.” He sassed, leaning into Wukong’s space teasingly.

Wukong tried to step away, before an idea popped into his head and he grinned. The warrior faltered at the grin and now he just realized that he was playing into a dangerous game. He tried to escape but there was no use, his king was already barreling into his chest and knocking the air out of him.

They both fell out of the tree, tumbling into the grassy ground below as they both laughed together. Wukong snuggled into Macaque’s neck, giggling some as he hooked his arms over the latter’s shoulder.

“Can’t ever escape my surprise attack!”

The king exclaimed, to which Macaque only quirked an eyebrow at such words.

“Oh really? And what if I just portal away?”

Wukong only squeezed tighter.

“You can’t! That’s not part of the rules!”

He pouted further, moving to sit up from his place on Macaque’s chest.

“You cheat all the time, what’s wrong with me doing it?”

“Well I never use my powers! You’re always using yours!”

The shadow demon huffed, before smirking and shoving Wukong’s shoulder lightly.

“You cheater…” the golden monkey grumbled under his breath, knowing all to well that his dark counterpart heard him either way.

“Yeah, but you love me. Just admit it.”

The blush rushed to his cheeks before he could even push out a reply, Macaque found that quite funny. Wukong sighed, trying to push the words out, but found his throat has clogged up, and before he knew he was keeling over to cough up whatever blocked his airway.

He felt Macaque’s shaky, worried hands gently place themselves onto his shoulders and he couldn’t help but feel glad that he was here with him.

Soon enough, whatever got stuck in Wukong’s throat had landed in the hand that covered his mouth. He pulled his hand away from his face and peered at it.

Pink petals?..

Only then did the king find out they were petals of plum blossoms. He looked up when he heard a small giggle. Macaque had let a small chuckle slip, worry still slightly creasing his brow.

“I must’ve eaten the pit of a plum or something..” he humored and his shadow laughed again.

“When have you eaten plums?”

Wukong shrugged, smiling some.

“Eh, when I feel like it.”

“Do you eat the pits of stone fruit when you feel like it too?”

The king spluttered, slapping Macaque’s shoulder lightly.

“S-shut up!”

He huffed, dropping the plum blossom petals and deeming it as he either ate a plum put or just inhaled a flower while playing.

“Want to play again? If we do, you’re seeking.”

Macaque smiled oh so beautifully. How could Wukong ever say no to a face as pretty as that?

“Yes! I’m bound to win this time!”

And with that, the flowers were forgotten on the earthy floor.

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Feel free to ask questions about this au, I’d love to hear and answer what you ask me!

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Yeah lol

I Like to think that because love is such a powerful thing. Especially the pain it brings when the love isn’t reciprocated, it’s a torturing feeling when you’re rejected by the one you adore, the one you love. That is why I thought about it like that, because obviously you’d want the feelings to be the same

(I’m rambling but I hope that clears my idea up lmao)

Hanahaki! Shadowpeach au

The first time went unnoticed, something a little like this.

Wukong muffled a giggle as he heard his dear warrior’s footsteps crunch the leaves below him. He remained shrouded behind the cover of the tree as Macaque’s footsteps became slightly louder before stopping to a halt.

The king had a wide, giddy grin on his face as he tried to remain as calm as possible and hide from his sneaky shadow. He held a hand up to his lips to stop another little laugh from slipping out.

“Boo.”

A voice spoke from behind him and he jumped, yelping and losing his balance on the tree branch.

Luckily enough, his tail instinctively wrapped around said branch and stopped him from face planting into the earth. His ears caught onto the snarky cackle above him and he craned his head to meet the eyes of his best friend.

“Oh, by Buddha! You should have seen your face!”

Macaque chuckled, shoulders hunching as his grin thinned out into a beautiful smile. He reached down, his hand outstretched and inviting. Wukong took it, hoisting himself back up onto the branch and pouting.

“No fair! I bet you used your ears to find me!”

The king huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. Macaque lazily smirked, rolling his eyes.

“It’s not my fault you’re so loud. Plus, you can’t even try to hide without giggling your ass off. Just admit that I won this round, my king.” He sassed, leaning into Wukong’s space teasingly.

Wukong tried to step away, before an idea popped into his head and he grinned. The warrior faltered at the grin and now he just realized that he was playing into a dangerous game. He tried to escape but there was no use, his king was already barreling into his chest and knocking the air out of him.

They both fell out of the tree, tumbling into the grassy ground below as they both laughed together. Wukong snuggled into Macaque’s neck, giggling some as he hooked his arms over the latter’s shoulder.

“Can’t ever escape my surprise attack!”

The king exclaimed, to which Macaque only quirked an eyebrow at such words.

“Oh really? And what if I just portal away?”

Wukong only squeezed tighter.

“You can’t! That’s not part of the rules!”

He pouted further, moving to sit up from his place on Macaque’s chest.

“You cheat all the time, what’s wrong with me doing it?”

“Well I never use my powers! You’re always using yours!”

The shadow demon huffed, before smirking and shoving Wukong’s shoulder lightly.

“You cheater…” the golden monkey grumbled under his breath, knowing all to well that his dark counterpart heard him either way.

“Yeah, but you love me. Just admit it.”

The blush rushed to his cheeks before he could even push out a reply, Macaque found that quite funny. Wukong sighed, trying to push the words out, but found his throat has clogged up, and before he knew he was keeling over to cough up whatever blocked his airway.

He felt Macaque’s shaky, worried hands gently place themselves onto his shoulders and he couldn’t help but feel glad that he was here with him.

Soon enough, whatever got stuck in Wukong’s throat had landed in the hand that covered his mouth. He pulled his hand away from his face and peered at it.

Pink petals?..

Only then did the king find out they were petals of plum blossoms. He looked up when he heard a small giggle. Macaque had let a small chuckle slip, worry still slightly creasing his brow.

“I must’ve eaten the pit of a plum or something..” he humored and his shadow laughed again.

“When have you eaten plums?”

Wukong shrugged, smiling some.

“Eh, when I feel like it.”

“Do you eat the pits of stone fruit when you feel like it too?”

The king spluttered, slapping Macaque’s shoulder lightly.

“S-shut up!”

He huffed, dropping the plum blossom petals and deeming it as he either ate a plum put or just inhaled a flower while playing.

“Want to play again? If we do, you’re seeking.”

Macaque smiled oh so beautifully. How could Wukong ever say no to a face as pretty as that?

“Yes! I’m bound to win this time!”

And with that, the flowers were forgotten on the earthy floor.

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Feel free to ask questions about this au, I’d love to hear and answer what you ask me!

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1. I might do two endings

And 2. I’m still thinking but the flowers might still be able to get rid of immortality because of the pain and suffering it brings. Either that or Wukong is in an eternal loop of torture for the rest of eternity!

Hanahaki! Shadowpeach au

The first time went unnoticed, something a little like this.

Wukong muffled a giggle as he heard his dear warrior’s footsteps crunch the leaves below him. He remained shrouded behind the cover of the tree as Macaque’s footsteps became slightly louder before stopping to a halt.

The king had a wide, giddy grin on his face as he tried to remain as calm as possible and hide from his sneaky shadow. He held a hand up to his lips to stop another little laugh from slipping out.

“Boo.”

A voice spoke from behind him and he jumped, yelping and losing his balance on the tree branch.

Luckily enough, his tail instinctively wrapped around said branch and stopped him from face planting into the earth. His ears caught onto the snarky cackle above him and he craned his head to meet the eyes of his best friend.

“Oh, by Buddha! You should have seen your face!”

Macaque chuckled, shoulders hunching as his grin thinned out into a beautiful smile. He reached down, his hand outstretched and inviting. Wukong took it, hoisting himself back up onto the branch and pouting.

“No fair! I bet you used your ears to find me!”

The king huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. Macaque lazily smirked, rolling his eyes.

“It’s not my fault you’re so loud. Plus, you can’t even try to hide without giggling your ass off. Just admit that I won this round, my king.” He sassed, leaning into Wukong’s space teasingly.

Wukong tried to step away, before an idea popped into his head and he grinned. The warrior faltered at the grin and now he just realized that he was playing into a dangerous game. He tried to escape but there was no use, his king was already barreling into his chest and knocking the air out of him.

They both fell out of the tree, tumbling into the grassy ground below as they both laughed together. Wukong snuggled into Macaque’s neck, giggling some as he hooked his arms over the latter’s shoulder.

“Can’t ever escape my surprise attack!”

The king exclaimed, to which Macaque only quirked an eyebrow at such words.

“Oh really? And what if I just portal away?”

Wukong only squeezed tighter.

“You can’t! That’s not part of the rules!”

He pouted further, moving to sit up from his place on Macaque’s chest.

“You cheat all the time, what’s wrong with me doing it?”

“Well I never use my powers! You’re always using yours!”

The shadow demon huffed, before smirking and shoving Wukong’s shoulder lightly.

“You cheater…” the golden monkey grumbled under his breath, knowing all to well that his dark counterpart heard him either way.

“Yeah, but you love me. Just admit it.”

The blush rushed to his cheeks before he could even push out a reply, Macaque found that quite funny. Wukong sighed, trying to push the words out, but found his throat has clogged up, and before he knew he was keeling over to cough up whatever blocked his airway.

He felt Macaque’s shaky, worried hands gently place themselves onto his shoulders and he couldn’t help but feel glad that he was here with him.

Soon enough, whatever got stuck in Wukong’s throat had landed in the hand that covered his mouth. He pulled his hand away from his face and peered at it.

Pink petals?..

Only then did the king find out they were petals of plum blossoms. He looked up when he heard a small giggle. Macaque had let a small chuckle slip, worry still slightly creasing his brow.

“I must’ve eaten the pit of a plum or something..” he humored and his shadow laughed again.

“When have you eaten plums?”

Wukong shrugged, smiling some.

“Eh, when I feel like it.”

“Do you eat the pits of stone fruit when you feel like it too?”

The king spluttered, slapping Macaque’s shoulder lightly.

“S-shut up!”

He huffed, dropping the plum blossom petals and deeming it as he either ate a plum put or just inhaled a flower while playing.

“Want to play again? If we do, you’re seeking.”

Macaque smiled oh so beautifully. How could Wukong ever say no to a face as pretty as that?

“Yes! I’m bound to win this time!”

And with that, the flowers were forgotten on the earthy floor.

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Feel free to ask questions about this au, I’d love to hear and answer what you ask me!

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HAHAHA OF COURSE, THANK YOU!! I just think that we never really get sorrowful pining from Wukong and I think he deserves some angst lol. I will post this on ao3 when i finish the first chapter!!

Hanahaki! Shadowpeach au

The first time went unnoticed, something a little like this.

Wukong muffled a giggle as he heard his dear warrior’s footsteps crunch the leaves below him. He remained shrouded behind the cover of the tree as Macaque’s footsteps became slightly louder before stopping to a halt.

The king had a wide, giddy grin on his face as he tried to remain as calm as possible and hide from his sneaky shadow. He held a hand up to his lips to stop another little laugh from slipping out.

“Boo.”

A voice spoke from behind him and he jumped, yelping and losing his balance on the tree branch.

Luckily enough, his tail instinctively wrapped around said branch and stopped him from face planting into the earth. His ears caught onto the snarky cackle above him and he craned his head to meet the eyes of his best friend.

“Oh, by Buddha! You should have seen your face!”

Macaque chuckled, shoulders hunching as his grin thinned out into a beautiful smile. He reached down, his hand outstretched and inviting. Wukong took it, hoisting himself back up onto the branch and pouting.

“No fair! I bet you used your ears to find me!”

The king huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. Macaque lazily smirked, rolling his eyes.

“It’s not my fault you’re so loud. Plus, you can’t even try to hide without giggling your ass off. Just admit that I won this round, my king.” He sassed, leaning into Wukong’s space teasingly.

Wukong tried to step away, before an idea popped into his head and he grinned. The warrior faltered at the grin and now he just realized that he was playing into a dangerous game. He tried to escape but there was no use, his king was already barreling into his chest and knocking the air out of him.

They both fell out of the tree, tumbling into the grassy ground below as they both laughed together. Wukong snuggled into Macaque’s neck, giggling some as he hooked his arms over the latter’s shoulder.

“Can’t ever escape my surprise attack!”

The king exclaimed, to which Macaque only quirked an eyebrow at such words.

“Oh really? And what if I just portal away?”

Wukong only squeezed tighter.

“You can’t! That’s not part of the rules!”

He pouted further, moving to sit up from his place on Macaque’s chest.

“You cheat all the time, what’s wrong with me doing it?”

“Well I never use my powers! You’re always using yours!”

The shadow demon huffed, before smirking and shoving Wukong’s shoulder lightly.

“You cheater…” the golden monkey grumbled under his breath, knowing all to well that his dark counterpart heard him either way.

“Yeah, but you love me. Just admit it.”

The blush rushed to his cheeks before he could even push out a reply, Macaque found that quite funny. Wukong sighed, trying to push the words out, but found his throat has clogged up, and before he knew he was keeling over to cough up whatever blocked his airway.

He felt Macaque’s shaky, worried hands gently place themselves onto his shoulders and he couldn’t help but feel glad that he was here with him.

Soon enough, whatever got stuck in Wukong’s throat had landed in the hand that covered his mouth. He pulled his hand away from his face and peered at it.

Pink petals?..

Only then did the king find out they were petals of plum blossoms. He looked up when he heard a small giggle. Macaque had let a small chuckle slip, worry still slightly creasing his brow.

“I must’ve eaten the pit of a plum or something..” he humored and his shadow laughed again.

“When have you eaten plums?”

Wukong shrugged, smiling some.

“Eh, when I feel like it.”

“Do you eat the pits of stone fruit when you feel like it too?”

The king spluttered, slapping Macaque’s shoulder lightly.

“S-shut up!”

He huffed, dropping the plum blossom petals and deeming it as he either ate a plum put or just inhaled a flower while playing.

“Want to play again? If we do, you’re seeking.”

Macaque smiled oh so beautifully. How could Wukong ever say no to a face as pretty as that?

“Yes! I’m bound to win this time!”

And with that, the flowers were forgotten on the earthy floor.

—————————————

Feel free to ask questions about this au, I’d love to hear and answer what you ask me!

[chelseamcksstuff]

Hanahaki! Shadowpeach au

The first time went unnoticed, something a little like this.

Wukong muffled a giggle as he heard his dear warrior’s footsteps crunch the leaves below him. He remained shrouded behind the cover of the tree as Macaque’s footsteps became slightly louder before stopping to a halt.

The king had a wide, giddy grin on his face as he tried to remain as calm as possible and hide from his sneaky shadow. He held a hand up to his lips to stop another little laugh from slipping out.

“Boo.”

A voice spoke from behind him and he jumped, yelping and losing his balance on the tree branch.

Luckily enough, his tail instinctively wrapped around said branch and stopped him from face planting into the earth. His ears caught onto the snarky cackle above him and he craned his head to meet the eyes of his best friend.

“Oh, by Buddha! You should have seen your face!”

Macaque chuckled, shoulders hunching as his grin thinned out into a beautiful smile. He reached down, his hand outstretched and inviting. Wukong took it, hoisting himself back up onto the branch and pouting.

“No fair! I bet you used your ears to find me!”

The king huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. Macaque lazily smirked, rolling his eyes.

“It’s not my fault you’re so loud. Plus, you can’t even try to hide without giggling your ass off. Just admit that I won this round, my king.” He sassed, leaning into Wukong’s space teasingly.

Wukong tried to step away, before an idea popped into his head and he grinned. The warrior faltered at the grin and now he just realized that he was playing into a dangerous game. He tried to escape but there was no use, his king was already barreling into his chest and knocking the air out of him.

They both fell out of the tree, tumbling into the grassy ground below as they both laughed together. Wukong snuggled into Macaque’s neck, giggling some as he hooked his arms over the latter’s shoulder.

“Can’t ever escape my surprise attack!”

The king exclaimed, to which Macaque only quirked an eyebrow at such words.

“Oh really? And what if I just portal away?”

Wukong only squeezed tighter.

“You can’t! That’s not part of the rules!”

He pouted further, moving to sit up from his place on Macaque’s chest.

“You cheat all the time, what’s wrong with me doing it?”

“Well I never use my powers! You’re always using yours!”

The shadow demon huffed, before smirking and shoving Wukong’s shoulder lightly.

“You cheater…” the golden monkey grumbled under his breath, knowing all to well that his dark counterpart heard him either way.

“Yeah, but you love me. Just admit it.”

The blush rushed to his cheeks before he could even push out a reply, Macaque found that quite funny. Wukong sighed, trying to push the words out, but found his throat has clogged up, and before he knew he was keeling over to cough up whatever blocked his airway.

He felt Macaque’s shaky, worried hands gently place themselves onto his shoulders and he couldn’t help but feel glad that he was here with him.

Soon enough, whatever got stuck in Wukong’s throat had landed in the hand that covered his mouth. He pulled his hand away from his face and peered at it.

Pink petals?..

Only then did the king find out they were petals of plum blossoms. He looked up when he heard a small giggle. Macaque had let a small chuckle slip, worry still slightly creasing his brow.

“I must’ve eaten the pit of a plum or something..” he humored and his shadow laughed again.

“When have you eaten plums?”

Wukong shrugged, smiling some.

“Eh, when I feel like it.”

“Do you eat the pits of stone fruit when you feel like it too?”

The king spluttered, slapping Macaque’s shoulder lightly.

“S-shut up!”

He huffed, dropping the plum blossom petals and deeming it as he either ate a plum put or just inhaled a flower while playing.

“Want to play again? If we do, you’re seeking.”

Macaque smiled oh so beautifully. How could Wukong ever say no to a face as pretty as that?

“Yes! I’m bound to win this time!”

And with that, the flowers were forgotten on the earthy floor.

—————————————

Feel free to ask questions about this au, I’d love to hear and answer what you ask me!

[chelseamcksstuff]

Worked on this, hope you enjoy!:)