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[bloomeng]

they say that those with adhd shouldn’t share projects before they’re done bc you get a dopamine hit before you finish and thus lose motivation to finish however they didn’t account for my indecisive ass

ANYWAY I’ve been working on a revamped Batgirl for my magical au but I’m impatient and I’ve had this idea for an Oracle design since day one but didn’t fit the og vibe I was going for but now it does… only I’m torn. The idea in question was to give Babs somewhere between “Princess Serenity from Sailor Moon” or “Yue from atla” look. Because as Oracle she’s sort of omnipresent and all powerful in a less direct way, so I thought it would be fun to give her a totally beautiful but impractical outfit that she sort of hates but looks sooooo cool in a transformation scene. Anyway I came up with two initial designs. Sorry if the sketches are hard to read, but my intention was to give her layers that she could then shed to be more practical but the impracticality would def be a gag.

Anyway I couldn’t make up my mind at all so then I made a few more versions.

At this point we’re playing spot the differences. But I’m putting it to a poll just to see what people like best. None of these are final but I need out of my rut.

[lightningmcbuckley]

Got this idea for a drifting apart buddie relationship prompt.

The weight of expectation leads to misunderstanding and blame

The air in the firehouse kitchen was thick with the smell of burnt coffee and unspoken tension. They just finished their shift from a major incident. Everyone is tired and Buck especially, had been feeling the pressure lately. Since Eddie's return, he’d consciously tried to be the unwavering support system, the reliable co-parent to Christopher, the ever-present friend. But lately, it felt less like a natural extension of their bond and more like an unspoken obligation. Eddie, still navigating his own problems, often leaned heavily on Buck, and while Buck genuinely cared – he does, the constant responsibility was starting to feel like a weight he couldn't always carry with a smile.

After the particularly long and emotionally draining shift, Eddie was fretting about Christopher's upcoming big school project. "I just don't know how I'm going to manage this and work," Eddie sighed, running a hand through his hair rather dramatically – Buck notices.

Without thinking, the accumulated pressure bubbled over in Buck. "And you think I don't have my own life, Eddie?" The words came out sharper than intended. "It's always about you and Christopher. I get it, he's your son, but I'm always here, always helping, and sometimes I feel like it's just expected of me. Like I don't have my own things going on."

Eddie recoiled, hurt flashing in his eyes. But underneath the hurt, a different emotion flickered – suspicion. "What 'own thing'? we're practically living together!" He misinterpreted Buck's frustration as dissatisfaction towards Christopher. Eddie had been hyper-vigilant about protecting Christopher since Shannon's death, and Buck's outburst, in Eddie's mind, sounded like someone tired of the responsibility of being around his son. "And what's that supposed to mean, Buck? Are you saying you're irritated being around Christopher now?" Eddie's voice was tight, laced with a defensiveness that surprised Buck.

"What? No! That's not what I meant at all," Buck protested, instantly regretting his outburst and now horrified by Eddie's interpretation. "I just meant I have my own stuff too, sometimes it feels like..." He trailed off, realizing the damage was already done.

Eddie didn't seem convinced. He simply nodded slowly, his gaze hardening. The misunderstanding hung heavy between them, "I'll come back home – I mean to your house tomorrow." Buck quickly said picking up his keys, eyes anywhere besides Eddie's. A rift definitely establishing between them.

A few days later, they drove separately to the station. Buck went to get coffee while Eddie sent Chris to school. The moment they arrived, the alarm went off. The 118 was called to a chaotic multi-car pile-up on the highway. The scene was gruesome, with multiple injuries and fatalities. Both Buck and Eddie were running on adrenaline and fumes, the earlier tension and Eddie's lingering suspicion still simmering beneath the surface. Waiting until it boils and overflow.

During the extraction of a trapped driver, a crucial moment arose. The vehicle was precariously balanced, and a wrong move could send it tumbling. Buck, focused on stabilizing the wreckage, called out a plan of action. Eddie, however, was still wrestling with the thought that Buck might resent Christopher and, by extension, their entire dynamic. These negative thoughts clouded his judgment.

"Eddie, I want you to secure the chassis while I try to get to him", Eddie, perhaps subconsciously wanting to assert control or feeling like Buck wasn't taking the situation seriously enough (fueled by his misinterpretation of Buck's earlier comment), deviated slightly from Buck's plan. He acted impulsively, believing he had a better, faster way – to just hook the chains to the car's door post and reach for the victim.

Unfortunately, Eddie's action, caused a sudden shift in the vehicle's weight, momentarily jeopardizing the stability and causing a secondary injury to the trapped driver during the extraction. "What the fuck Eddie!??" Buck roared whilst trying to stabilise the victim from the driver's side. While they eventually got the driver out, the added complication and the driver's worsened condition weighed heavily on everyone.

In the immediate aftermath, amidst the flashing lights and sirens, Bobby was debriefing the team. Eddie, his face pale and etched with stress, turned to Buck, his voice tight with barely suppressed anger. "You weren't clear enough, Buck. If you had just explained it properly..."

Buck stared at him, stunned and hurt. "What? I told you exactly what I was going to do."

"No, you didn't!" Eddie snapped, the exhaustion, lingering hurt from their earlier argument, and the underlying suspicion about Buck's feelings towards Christopher all boiling over. "If you had been more precise, maybe this wouldn't have happened. That person is hurt worse because of it."

The accusation hung in the air, raw and accusatory. Buck, already reeling from the horrific scene and now feeling the double sting of Eddie's blame and the unfair mischaracterization of his feelings for Christopher, felt a surge of anger and betrayal. "Are you serious, Eddie?? I called it out. You were the one who went off-script. And for the record," Buck added, his voice laced with hurt and defensiveness, "I would never resent Christopher. How could you even think of that?!!"

Their voices rose, the tension palpable even amidst the chaos. Bobby quickly intervened, but the damage was done. The major misunderstanding about Buck's feelings towards Christopher had poisoned the well, making Eddie more prone to blame and Buck more likely to feel unjustly accused. The foundation of their friendship felt shattered, replaced by a bitter resentment and a profound lack of understanding.

End.

so how was it guys? haha (nervous laughter)

[moonamite]

Haha what a silly character I relate to on a normal level :)

I wish we’d have him in season 3 depressed and miserable and aimless. We get to see him struggling. He stood up to his abuser and he feels no sense of victory or peace. If anything, all he wants to do is go to him and apologize, and beg for forgiveness- Even if he’d probably face even worse treatment as punishment for his betrayal, which in his mind, would be deserved.

Johnny was all he’s ever had, companion-wise and motivation-wise. This new freedom is terrifying to him— How do you adapt to freedom when the cage is all you’ve ever known? He’d be confused and in shock, probably withdrawing into isolation until he physically or financially can’t.

Chet seems to be isolated— And knowing Johnny, this may have been intentional, always keeping Chet too busy to maintain any relationships, and keeping him from his old fraternity brothers, leaving him entirely reliant on him.

So now he’d be completely alone, with nobody to tell him where to go or what to do, which, for over two decades, has been the only life he’s ever known. Even when he’s gone, he can still feel Johnnys influence. Pretty much everything he’s ever done has been for or was influenced by Johnny, whether directly or indirectly, and now that’s all gone and there’s a void in his heart and he feels like he’ll die if it’s not filled.

And none of the other characters really interact with Chet, and according to his planner, the only time he meets with other monsters is for work related reasons. Since his schedule revolves around Johnny, I’m lead to believe that the “Lunch with (ROR member)” stuff is meant to mean it’s Johnny meeting up with them, not Chet- hence why he writes “Hopefully next time I’ll get to attend as well.”

The only other monster he interacts with in the show as well as the only one who’d maybe notice and/or care to help him is Tylor— Actually, pause. That could pose as a potentially interesting dynamic that can be explored; Chets’ apprehensiveness towards Tylor caused by how he’d managed to become the center of Johnnys’ attention in such a short time. That, and, well… The uncanny resemblance he holds with Johnny.

Oh, and also he’s definitely on Randall’s revenge list. So that’s fun.

[hauntedwizardtree]

Snippet for fic I have not posted yet

This snippet is for one of my “Percy Jackson is Odysseus Reincarnated fanfics”

Sixty Seconds, Luke had said.

I stared at my hand, my heart pounding in my ears. My jaw clenched, fury simmering at the realization that once again I had been betrayed, been metaphorically stabbed in the back by someone I thought I could trust.

“Odysseus,” Zosime roared, crashing through the trees. Looks like she’s lost Luke. I shook my head, that didn’t matter.

How long had it been since I’d been stung? My arm was numb. My knees felt weak and I felt to the forest floor. Was this how I would die? Alone, no one to know what had become of me? My body left to the monsters to feast on, Zosime and I to wander the banks of the Styx for a hundred years to cross and return to my son?

My thoughts flashed to Penelope, to her daemon whose image had been carved into the bark of the tree that had been made from her dying body. Was she waiting for me there now? Or was she stuck, waiting? Had any of the campers thought to preform funeral rites for her? Could I die without knowing if she was safe with Telemachus in Elysium?

“Percy,” Zosime whimpered, grabbing my shirt with her teeth and dragged my fading body toward the water, dropping me beside the river before falling to lay at my side. “Odysseus, focus please!”

I looked up at the trees. There was no way I could get help in time…unless.

With as much of my strength as I could muster, I shouted “Athena!”

A blinding light filled the clearing, pushing against my darkening vision.

Athena knelt beside me, her gray eyes wide with alarm. “Odysseus?”

“pit…scorpion,” I gasped.

My patron stared at me, her jaw clenching and I saw rage flash over her face.

“you will not die here,” Athena snarled, her form beginning to glow dangerously. “I will not let you die here, my warrior, my son. Do you hear me Odysseus? You. Are. Not. Dying.”

My vision was starting to go dark, and the venom had to be making me hallucinate as I thought her voice sounded broken, like she was crying. But that was ridiculous

The last thing I am sure I remember was her hand slamming against my chest, something warm and cool at the same time, rushing in, seeping through my skin and wrapping around my heart and brain as the poison tore through my body.

[mysticlael]

Alrighty.

I recently saw a post, saying that after Damian moves out, Bruce is gonna be depressed as fuck with that empty nest syndrome and will... Uh... Khs (Maybe it was in the comments, whatever, it's 1 am where I am) unless he got a grandchild (pets don't count, sorry Haley and Dog 😭) SO:

(note: I am aware that Dick does have children in other universes. But I mean the main one.)

Some other shit is in the last tags, and in case you don't wanna read: can be with whoever, am not pushing ships, and don't hafta be biological. They can pull a Bruce, be a step-parent, (clone in Tim's case *cough cough*), or... be normal about adopting.

[sea-blue-heart]

break seeking redemption for the deaths he caused and ultimately finding solace in sharon/reim/the other leads. oz searching for a way to kill himself to absolve his guilt over existing and ultimately finding self-actualization through his bonds with his loved ones. vincent convinced he needs to erase himself because he cannot stand to exist as a person who causes suffering by just being alive, and ada (an outsider) forgiving him for being. AND THEN. paradoxically first and last, lacie asking her brother (and, in a way, the reader) to forgive her for what she’s done. because pandora hearts is about how nothing is ever going to change until the children of ill omen are absolved of their ‘crime’. it’s okay that they were alive. they did not deserve their oppression. they did not deserve to suffer.

[awinterrosesstuff]

I’ve always wondered how would fugaku and mikoto react to Sasuke and Naruto if they ended up together 😮💜

I’m kinda in the middle of Fugaku and Minato both keeping their sons apart, they’re homophobes in Konoha😔 or not saying anything and sorta happy they’ve found each other.

Kushina is a hopeless romantic imo! She’d be so happy that Naruto loves someone so much. I’m not too sure on mikoto since her character wasn’t developed s much 😢💜

Anyways love ur posts 💕💕

Hi anon !

Your question is interesting.

First, everything would be quite different. If Kushina were alive, the Kyubi incident wouldn’t have happened. Naruto would be officially known as the Hokage's son. Kushina and Mikoto were on friendly terms, and it seems they wanted their sons to be friends. Perhaps the two of them would have known each other even before attending the academy.

It's true that social norms and expectations would play a role. Is Sasuke the heir in this AU, or is Itachi well and never got his illness? But Naruto is going to be the Hokage's heir...

I’m not sure how to answer you, but I’m sure Kushina would really like Sasuke—he’s such a cute and nice kid. I’ve seen some fan art where Sasuke admires Kushina’s hair, and honestly, I could totally see that! With Kushina as a guide, Naruto would likely be this carefree kid who enjoys pranking people, with a little rebellious side. But he’d also be well-behaved and more socially aware. So, I think Mikoto would like Naruto too.

Honestly, Naruto's spontaneous nature would certainly surprise Fugaku, but over time, he would likely accept him as Sasuke’s friend, especially since Naruto is the Hokage's son in this AU.

Their friendship would surely be accepted and appreciated. It’s clear that Naruto and Sasuke would care about one another in this AU as well. As for romantic love... well, social norms are important.

There are also important questions... how much would Konoha be different under Minato's rule ? Would the Uchiha and Minato/Kushina say "We don't care about social norms and expectations, our kids will marry whoever they want" ?

[niccoguedes]

Armand del Rey is his last name. Rice just whispered from the other side of the thin veil.

[nomadicism]

begging the void but...

I have the hardest relatives to shop for. Especially my mother, whose birthday/retirement is coming up, and I need to figure out what to give her before ADHD derails me up until the last minute.

All of the obvious gifts are out (same as xmas and birthdays and mothers days past):

she's not super feminine, so that crosses out a lot of thoughtful gifts as well as token gifts

she has everything she needs

she's a picky eater, so those gourmet gift baskets are out

she's diabetic and watches her weight to control it, so "tower of treats" a la Harry & David is out

after working on her feet in her 20s-30s, and then driving for hours to a sedentary desk job (which she is retiring from) during her 40s-60s, her mobility is in the danger zone of becoming very limited – which nixes the outdoor adventure/exploration/etc stuff that she might actually be interested in if she could walk well and had good balance (she's always been clumsy, but its much worse these days)

absolutely no 'scents', as she is one of those people that can smell a yankee candle 10 miles away. so perfumes, and 'treat yourself' candles/incense/etc are out

she doesn't like feel/scent of stuff on her skin, so no lotions or cosmetics

she isn't the type to go to places where nice jewelry is a Thing, and she is not an everyday wear-er of jewelry (and I've purchased very nice pieces for her in the past, which she likes, but again, she doesn't wear any of it on the regular)

her pre-retirement free time precluded any "do a Thing activity" gifts because her free time is typically spent cleaning, cooking, grandkids, mother-in-law assistance

My go-to is flowers + gourmet sweet popcorn flavors. Which is about the only sweet thing that she can enjoy in small measured amounts that won't go bad if she doesn't finish it all in under 2 days.

Once she is retired, she'll have more time to go to gym + physical therapy, but the strengthening of her mobility is still a ways off. I can't really plan "travel gifts" around that.

The only other thing that I can give her is my time, so perhaps the ADHD won't get in the way of coordinating something. Or I will forget in the next 30 minutes. :-/

[shezuki-hari301]

I rarely post sketches but @gottaterrify (i hope you don't mind the mention :3) gave me the idea for a bat sparkling for Dinobot and rattrap and I went with a Honduran white bat this is just a head shot of her in Robot mode I would show the first design but good Lord it was bad 😵‍💫 and yes I'm torn on names right now her (possibly temporary) name is Chymera

So the previous draw I have done with Dinobot and rattrap with their sparklings is null and void but it was fun to draw at the time

There is three more sparklings I need to draw (one is confirmed a raccoon) but the other two have yet to be determined

[sennerixx]

𝗠𝘆 𝗼𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗔𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗿𝗮.

I've not watched all eight seasons in a while so I'm going off on what I can remember from the top of my head so I could get parts wrong. Please feel free to share your own views in the comments.

Now, I know the fandom mainly hates Allura (from what I've seen anyway) primarily because she seems bratty, self-absorbed, or "used Lance as a rebound" not to mention she had been completely discrimtive towards Keith after finding out he was half-Galra for at least two episodes.

I agree half and half with this statement, I'll explain both views.

The reason I agree is that Allura had been bratty, self-absorbed, or used Lance as a rebound because you can use the excuse that she is young, and no way should have been given the power and leadership she was given. She wasn't mature enough for it. It's like asking an eighteen-year-old to run for a country.

While I understand her character gradually developed and she became more and more mature, it was still forced upon her way to early. In the early episodes, she seemed very bratty and demanding of the paladins to form Voltron, who not to mention had just left their home planet, their lives, in a giant robotic lion, met aliens, and fought against an entire evil force and were only sixteen to eighteen? While they managed to form Voltron, I felt that Allura was pressuring them far too hard.

And when Keith, to what we can assume as we never saw it, let team Voltron know he was half Galra, not only did she struggle to meet his eyes but continued to appraise Hunk while ignoring Keith's efforts on the mission following. I can understand most of her entire race was wiped out because of the Galra but it was like Keith had been the one to slay his father or thousands of people.

With Lance, she knew Lance loved him from early on, it was pretty obvious yet continued to drag it out and then suddenly decided she loved him right after being with Lotor? to me, it really seems like she was just a rebound while Lance loved her with everything he had and that she just took advantage of that factor.

However, I also see her as a good character with decent character development. Overtime, we can see how she gradually develops into a powerful, strong character.

For example, when she began to pilot the Blue Lion she unlocked new abilities that Lance hadn't been able to, or how she gradually warmed up to Keith and accepted him, I believe she apologized for her behavior towards Keith too. And when the castle was corrupted, despite being early on, she made the first step to fight against the illusions and made the correct choice to delete her father's AI.

The first time they went to the Blamera, she risked herself to revive the planet and save it from further harm, another good intention. While Allura seems to be misguided sometimes, she mostly does have good intentions for the universe.

Overall, I think her character wasn't bad or completely shit but I do think she could've handled certain aspects of situations a lot better than she had and I love her character design just not so much her personality.

[motleybirdbones]

Hey tumblr, I know it’s been a Hot Minute since I last posted, but I Need Your Advice/any critiques you have to offer on these wips -

For context, I am putting together a Tutorial on Wolves/werewolves for a friend of mine (who is a fellow artist and is also probably viewing this 👋) and here are some of the wips I have put together thus far:

I am planning to draw at least double this amount and do a tonne of Cleanup, but in the meantime is there anything obvious that needs to be fixed/do you believe any of this would be Tutorial worthy?

[ilovehotfood1999]

I take requests for drawings!!!

I’m not that good at art and I have problems with body proportions, hands, legs etc. (you can spot a few problems in my posts..) but I will try my best and I will put twice as much time into it as I do normally!

I take requests mainly inspired by the band KISS.

The main reason that I’m doing this is because I genuinely enjoy drawing if someone tells me what to do exactly.

It can be any theme, time period, scenario or gender swap. I don’t mind NSFW at all! anything really as long as it’s not a really weird fetishy thing. I will be happy to draw whatever you might want me to :3

If you are interested in requesting, feel free to message me or create an ask!

also don’t steal art! That’s shitty :(

[crow-feather-quill]

Not a writing post, just a rant.

This may be a hot take, but I firmly believe that your ear lobe should be your first piercing. Mainly because, the maintenance is low as hell and it’s hard to fuck up.

For instance, it’s the most painless piercing ever so it gives you a good scope of “If this is the lowest pain level, how will something else feel?”. It’s also a good way to figure out metal allergies because you will know if your ears feel like they’re on fire. Not to mention, the maintenance is as easy as it gets with very little chance of rejection.

It’s a good set of training wheels before a more demanding or painful piercing like a snake bite, a septum, an eyebrow, or even a naval. Because if you can handle a lobe, not get it closed or infected, then you can probably handle something that requires more attention.

Ex: I got my lobes done in first grade, and a second lobe in sophomore year of high school. For me, it was how I discovered my nickel allergy, how I was able to tell what I needed to stay on top of my piercing, and how I figured how the healing process works for my body. If I went straight to the angel fangs I have now, I’d freak out that I was on the longer end and be confused about why costume jewellery hurts so much.

[munofsilver]

Split Monkey Family 3

Finally posted an update. Sorry, it took so long. AO3 link. Summary: The seal is gone, and Demon Bull King returns to play after he is reunited with his family. MK has his first fight, kind of.

Both Macaque and Yue Yan felt something once the seal was removed. The little cub woke up crying because of fear. Macaque stops eating and picks up his scared daughter. He was rocking her back and forth while humming. 

"It's okay, my plum blossom. You're safe here," Macaque tries to calm Yue Yan down. 

In his mind, he knows what the power they felt was. Someone removed the seal he placed on DBK Mountain Prison. The question is, who did it? Macaque made it so that only Wukong, or himself, could remove it. That's how he remembered making that seal centuries ago. There is no reason for Wukong to remove it. MK doesn't even know anything about it. He's also unsure if MK can even do it. 

Macaque's six ears perk up. He never put his glamor back on. Making a cubsitter, Macaque rushes out. The clone and cub stare at each other, and then Yue Yan cries again, scaring the shadow clone. 

Looking for something to watch on TV, Wukong felt the same power surge. He dropped the chip bag he was holding and swallowed the chip in his mouth. 

"What in the underworld was that?" 

Wukong calls out, standing up. 

"That felt like, but it couldn't. I didn't remove the seal, and I know Macaque never would."  

It takes a moment for the thought to enter Wukong's head. 

"If I'm right and Macaque finds out, he will kill me. At least I will get to see him again. I do miss him," Wukong sighs, then he shakes his head, "No time for that." 

As fast as the wind, Wukong rushes out the door. 

The Demon Bull King overlooks the two below him. He is focusing on his hands. 

"Flesh. Bone. I have returned to the realm of the living," he deeply laughs. 

"Yes, my dear, thanks to these two." 

A feminine voice is heard behind Mei and MK, making them both turn around to see Princess Iron Fan and Red Son. 

PIF stares at her husband while Red Son glares at the peasants. He looks down at them in disgust. PIF walks past the pair and stands next to her love.

"Oh, Demon Bull King. How I've missed you." 

"Princess Iron Fan. The years have been kind to you." 

The happy couple kisses, making Mei dry-hearted. MK has a sad look on his face. Seeing them reminds him of his fathers. He wishes Macaque had never left. Then, he would have met his sister sooner, among other things.  

"Yuck," Mei makes a disgusted face. 

Mei's remark draws the attention of the whole Demon Bull Family. They all glare down at them. MK stares at Mei as she covers her mouth with her hands. 

"Oops," she nervously laughs. 

MK nervously laughs as well, "Do you guys like noodles? I know a great place you will like." 

"It seems a waste to crush something so insignificant as my first act as ruler of this new world, but so be it," DBK snorts. 

That comment makes Mei mad. 

"Insignificant!" She roars. 

"Mei, not now," MK whispers. 

 "Wait, Father," Red Son finally said something. 

It seems DBK didn't like it. He turns around, gives his son a wicked death glare, and makes him gulp.

He clears his throat, "Ahem, waste not your energy on these two peasants. Please allow me to show you how powerful I have become in your absence."  

It sounds like Red Son is trying to gloat and failing. At least his father might have bought it. 

"As you wish," DBK steps down. 

"Maybe this is our chance to escape," MK whispers. 

"Why do that?" Mei whispers back. 

MK gave Mei a look she knew well—a look that said, "Listen to me, I mean it." When MK gives her that look, she always listens. 

Red Boy suddenly stands in front of them. 

"In some ways, you two are very fortunate, Noodle Boy and random girl. Not many insects are lucky enough to be stamped out by the Demon Bull Family."

Mei was about to say something when MK stopped her. With his eyes, he pointed to an exit. MK had heard stories about PIF and DBK from Tang, but he was curious if they were real or if he could take them, even with all his training from his father. 

"Are you even listening to me!? I, Red Son, will not be disrespected! You're both history!" 

He pulls out this huge power glove and puts it on. Sparks come off of it in many places. 

"I was going to use this to free my father. Now that I don't need to, I will use it on you two instead," Red Son gloats.  

Red Son gets ready to punch Mei when MK blocks the attack with his staff, but Red Son's power glove is too much, breaking the staff. Angering MK, his hands become fist-shaking in anger. 

"My father made me that staff. Both my fathers made that staff for me!" He roars as he uppercuts Red Son, sending the demon flying upwards. 

Mei is frozen in shock. She knew Wukong was training MK but never knew he had that much power. MK stares at his furry hand before the disguise returns. The other two were too busy staring at the dot in the sky, that is, their son, to see monkey MK. When Red Son landed in a crater, MK was dragging Mei back to the elevator. 

Embarrassed, Red Son isn't going to let them leave—not without a pounding, anyway. Crawling up from the hole, Red Son starts to flame up. When he notices the two running away, his eyes turn red, and his hair turns into fire. 

"No, you don't!" He yells, charging at them. 

His parents let him go after them as they celebrate reuniting. It's been a few centuries, after all. Plus, neither of them seems to care about MK or Mei. Their son can take care of them, and they don't want to waste this time apart from their son. 

The elevator doors closed in time for them to see Red Son approaching them. Red Son was able to open the doors with ease by melting them. He not only melts the doors but also the cables holding the elevator. Thinking fast, MK turns into a hawk and carries Mei down. 

"I'm so glad your father taught you 72 transformations," Mei sighed with relief. 

"Too bad I can only do animals," MK turns back.  

A massive tower of flame comes from where the elevator used to be, making the two remember Red Son is after them. Without his parents, Mei and MK think they can take him.

Above, PIF and DBK share a loving kiss when a hawk drops down on them, peeking DBK in the eye. Laning in front of them is the Monkey King himself. He crosses his arms and poses in a badass way. 

"I don't know how you got free, but I'm here to put you back, you naughty demon," Wukong grins. 

While he was a bird, he looked around and didn't see his son anywhere, which made Wukong worry and relieved at the same time until he saw MK's training staff broken on the ground. Then he became worried and angry. 

Wukong charged at DBK with his staff. He was about to strike DBK when a strong wind blew him back. 

"I'm not going to lose my husband again. We will retreat for now, but don't worry, my love. You will have your revenge soon enough." 

With another gust of wind, the two vanish. Wukong roars angrily to calm down. Then, he transforms into a hawk and flies off. 

A figure emerges from the shadows, picking up the broken training staff. Looking up in the sky, he sees a hawk flying away. 

"Don't worry, Sunshine, our son is unharmed."

Red Son steps out of the flames and towards the duo. Each step leaves a burnt footprint on the ground. He is grinning like an idiot, thinking he had already won before the fight even began, forgetting all about the free ride MK gave him earlier. 

"Well, well, Noodles boy and random girl, there's nowhere to run to now," Red Son laughs. 

Only to get punched in the face by Mei. Surprising Red Son and MK.

"I'm not a random girl. I'm a dragon girl!" Mei roars. 

They forgot the plan they half-assed made in about five minutes as she tried to copy the punch MK did earlier. Only to manage to knock Red Son back ten feet. Red Son wasn't even shocked, and he still had that grin on his face. 

"That did hurt, dragon girl. Not enough, though," he laughs. 

Mei looks at her hand, then back at MK. 

"I think it's time for you to make him fly again," she whispers to her friend. 

MK shrugs, "I don't know how I did it the first time."  

"We better do something," Mei gulps. 

They both looked at each other briefly before a clanging sound broke the staring contest. On the ground between the duo and Red Son is a golden staff. MK knew this staff right away. He looked up to see a hawk circling them. With a grin, he picked up his father's staff. 

"Stand back, Mei. I got this." 

MK twirls the staff above his head while walking towards his opponent. 

"You really think you can defeat me with a stick," laughs Red Son. 

He stops laughing when MK makes the staff stretch out and wacks him in the stomach, pinning the demon against the wall of the burnt elevator and causing the power glove Red Son was wearing to fall off. MK can hold his father's staff but can't use it well, so he drops it, freeing the fire boy. 

"That is not a normal stick," Red Son coughs. 

MK picks up the staff. Mei also gets into a fighting stance. She doesn't have a weapon, but she does have her fist.  

"Mei, I can handle this. Get out of here." 

"No way, Monkey Boy. You're staying, so I'm staying." 

With an eye roll of fine, MK charges at Red Son, twirling the staff over his head. He strikes at Red Son, but the fire demon jumps out of the way. He lands and gets punched in the back by Mei, turning around to get hit in the same spot by the staff. When Red Son surrounds his body in flames, MK uses the staff to pin him against a building. 

The wall collapsed on Red Son. MK and Mei used this to get away. Jumping on the dragon's bike, they speed off. MK was able to grab the staff as Mei drove by it. Red Son summons his own wheels to chase after them when his father lands before his son. PIF floats down next to her husband. 

"That's enough. You have failed. We will deal with those two later. I want to learn more about this new world," DBK snorts. 

"I agree," with a gust of wind, all three are gone. 

Mei doesn't stop until they reach Piggy's Noddles. She even ran a few red lights. Like all the other times, that's something to worry about when her parents get the tickets. MK gets off, and Mei drives off, cheering on about how fun tonight has been. 

"You did good, son," Macaque appears out of the shadows, "It seems you kept up with your training while I was gone," he smiles, "Don't worry, Yue Yan is fine," he says like he could read minds. 

MK takes out the seal from his pocket, "I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't know…" 

Macaque stops MK by taking the seal, "It's not your fault. If anything, it's Wukong's for not telling you about Demon Bull King."

"Can you reseal him?" 

"Not with this. I will need to make a new seal and find a new prison," the dark-furred monkey sighs. 

Inside Macaque is cursing at Wukong. One of their biggest fights was when Wukong wanted Macaque to stop teaching MK seals and shadow magic. 

"You're saying that because you want our son to be just like you," Macaque roars angrily. 

"That's not true," Wukong hisses back. 

"Then why do you want me to….." 

"Because it's pointless. I want our son to know how to fight. How to defend himself, not run away like a coward." 

Wukong's look of anger is initially replaced by concern once he sees Macaque's look—a look of anger, hurt, and betrayal. 

"You didn't always think that way," Macaque walks away. 

That's the moment when Wukong realized what he said. 

"Macaque, wait." 

It was too late; his mate teleported away with his shadow portal. 

"Dad!" 

MK's shout brought Macaque back. 

"Are you okay?" 

Macaque looks at his son with a small smile, "I'm fine. I should be going now. Yue Yan needs me. I will make a new seal." 

Macaque falls into the new open shadow portal underneath his feet and soon returns home. 

Wukong came just in time to see the shadow portal close as he rushed to his son. 

"Macaque was here? What did he want? What did he say?" 

He shook his son as he asked those questions, and he didn't stop until MK broke his father's grip. Thinking fast, MK quickly tells Wukong. 

"Yes, dad was here. He wanted to know if I removed the seal. I did. I'm sorry, father. I didn't know what it was." 

Wukong looks hurt, not because MK removed the seal. 

"That's all he asked about?"          

MK stares at his father. Before he can say anything, Wukong is back at it, talking fast and shaking his son like before. 

"Do you know where he went? Are you sure he didn't say anything else? Have you seen him before today?" 

Again, MK breaks free but is now feeling dizzy. 

"I will tell you everything when we get home, Father. Please stop with that."

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