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💤sleepover with Mk💤

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On a quiet night, MK decided to have a sleepover at his place with Mei and (Y/N). He had always had sleepovers with Mei, but this time was different (Y/N) would be joining. MK prepared everything for a night full of fun. His apartment was decorated with soft lights and pillows scattered across the living room floor. They had picked out a selection of movies to watch and set up a variety of board games to keep them entertained while munching on popcorn and sipping drinks.

The soft tapping of rain against the windows was almost hypnotic, filling the room with a steady rhythm. An animated movie played on the screen, though none of them were really paying attention to it.

Mei: And then I told him the dragon wasn’t mine! – she exclaimed between laughs, stretched out on the couch with a bag of marshmallows in her lap –.

MK laughed loudly, lying on the floor with his back against a giant cushion.

(Y/N), sitting cross-legged in a corner of the couch, watched them. She didn’t laugh—just barely smiled, as if that were enough. She wore a sleeveless black shirt and dark sweatpants, her loose hair falling over one shoulder. It was the first time in ages she had agreed to a “sleepover,” and honestly, she had no idea why she said yes. Maybe because Flor had encouraged her... or because MK had asked, like it actually mattered to him that she was there.

Mei: Are you comfy, (Y/N)? – she asked with her usual bright energy –.

(Y/N): I’m not burning alive, if that answers your question – she replied flatly, though a half-smile slipped out before she bit into a marshmallow MK had offered –.

MK: So...that’s a yes, then – he joked, scooting a little closer to her without really noticing. Or maybe he did –.

(Y/N): Do you always invite people to your sleepovers? – she asked, glancing at him with a tone that sounded hostile, but wasn’t. That was just how she talked –.

MK: Only the ones I care about – he shrugged, slightly blushing –.

(Y/N) blinked once. That answer threw her off. She looked down and pretended not to care, but her fingers fidgeted with the seam of her pants. Mei watched them from her spot, smiling like she knew something neither of them quite understood.

Mei: We should play something! – she said cheerfully, breaking the moment – Truth or dare!

(Y/N): Pass – she leaned against a pillow – I’m not in the mood to spill secrets or dance in pajamas.

MK: Sounds like someone’s scared~! – he teased –.

(Y/N) slowly turned to look at him.

(Y/N): Are you challenging me, monkey?

MK laughed nervously, raising his hands.

MK: Kidding! I’m kidding! I don’t wanna wake up your killer mode, (Y/N), chill...

Mei had already pulled out an empty bottle to spin.

(Y/N): Too late – she muttered, but sat up straight, like she was interested after all –.

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The bottle spun, laughter came only from Mei and MK, questions were asked, silly dares thrown out. Mei ended up balancing on one foot wearing a ridiculous hat. And though (Y/N) didn’t join in everything, she slowly began to loosen up. Just a little. MK kept glancing at her during the games—at her eyes when she was silent, at the way she swallowed when the lights dimmed, at how she looked like she wanted to laugh more than she allowed herself to.

Past midnight, the movie was just background noise. Mei had fallen asleep hugging her stuffed toy. MK stretched, covering himself with a blanket. (Y/N) was still awake.

MK: Aren’t you going to sleep? – he asked, glancing at her sideways –.

(Y/N): I’m not used to... this.

MK: Sleeping?

(Y/N): Being around people. Like this. So...– she paused – dumb.

MK chuckled softly.

MK: It’s kinda dumb, yeah. But it’s also kinda nice, don’t you think?

(Y/N) didn’t reply. She looked at him, her eyes softening just a bit.

(Y/N): I don’t know if I’d call it nice, but it doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it would.

MK: That’s already progress.

A calm silence stretched between them. MK adjusted his position, unintentionally a little closer. (Y/N) noticed his steady breathing. She watched him. Since when had it become so easy to look at him? Since when did he seem... comforting?

MK: Are you gonna keep staring at me like that when I wake up? – he mumbled, eyes still closed –.

(Y/N) tensed slightly.

(Y/N): Go to sleep before I regret not shaving off your eyebrows tonight.

MK smiled, already giving in to sleep.

(Y/N) stayed quiet. She didn’t smile, didn’t sigh. But she lowered her head, slowly—just this once—and allowed her shoulder to touch his arm as she lay down too.

Just for tonight... she’d let her guard down.

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MK, still as a statue, swallowed hard.

Did she just lean on me?! he screamed in his head, eyes wide. Am I dreaming?! Am I dreaming and Mei’s gonna elbow me awake?!

He didn’t dare move an inch. He was certain if he breathed too hard, (Y/N) would punch him out of reflex.

And yet...

A nervous little smile trembled on his lips.

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❓️And how am I supposed to make an appointment?❓️

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Mk paced in circles around his room with a nervous energy that didn't match his usual lively demeanor, Mei, in front of him, watched him with her elbows on the table and her chin resting on both hands.

Mei: You're sweating a lot – she commented, barely containing a laugh –.

Mk: Because this is worse! – He stopped and looked at her desperately – I don't know how to do this! What if I screw up? What if she thinks I'm an idiot?

Mei: She already thinks you're an idiot - she said with a sly smile -.

Mk: Thanks for your emotional support, Mei!

She shrugged.

Mei: Just say you want to spend more time with her. Don't put so much pressure on the word "date." It's not a contract with magic clauses, it's just...spending time with someone you're interested in.

Mk slumped into the chair next to her, throwing his head back.

Mk: What if he's not interested in me that way?

Mei: Well, you find out, but if you never try, you'll never know – she nudged him with her elbow – although if you want more opinions...you know who to go to.

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The scent of incense and tea enveloped him as he entered the small tang hall. The monk was leafing through a giant book on ancient love rituals, though it was probably just his afternoon reading.

Mk: Tang, do you know anything about…dating? – he asked, somewhat hesitantly –.

Tang: Quotes? – He raised an eyebrow, continuing to read – What kind of quotes? Astrological? Historical?

Mk: No, the human-romantic type.

Tang closed the book, thought for a moment, and smiled.

Tang: The key is to know the other person well. What do they like? What makes them laugh? How do they feel safe around you? A date isn't a show, mk. It's about creating a space where both of you can feel comfortable being yourselves. I read that in a book.

Mk nodded, somewhat calmer.

Mk: That...makes sense, thank you, Mr. Tang.

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Sandy's workshop always had soft music and the smell of paint, mk showed up with a cup of tea in hand so as not to arrive empty-handed.

Sandy: Love advice? – Sandy let out a gentle laugh as she adjusted her paintbrush on a ceramic vase – Are you falling in love, buddy?

Mk: Don't say it like that! You make it sound ridiculous!

Sandy: Calm down, look, the important thing is to make her feel special. You don't need to spend a lot of money or set up fireworks. Sometimes, sitting quietly looking at the stars is more than enough.

Mk: ...does that work?

Sandy: More than you think – Sandy responded, nostalgic – shared silence is also love, mk, remember that.

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Finding the monkey king wasn't easy, he was on top of a mountain, balancing on one finger with his eyes closed.

Sun: A date? – he repeated sarcastically, effortlessly getting down from his position – With whom? Your motorcycle?

Mk: It’s not Mei! – he replied, almost offended –.

Sun: Calm down, look, kid... I'm not the best at these things, but if you really want to be with someone, you'll know it, your instinct will scream it at you, just don't be a fool and don't make her wait for years like I did with—.

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He stopped, smiled.

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Sun: Bah, never mind, just be honest, okay? With her and with yourself.

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Mk didn't know why he was so hesitant to go with Macaque, maybe because the shadow demon wasn't the kind of person one associated with flowers, confessions or soft things, but still...there he was, under the dim lanterns of the shadow theater, watching the reflection of a dark mirror.

Macaque: Are you here to train or to talk? – he asked without turning around –.

Mk: Let's talk, it's something silly, about...dates.

Macaque: Silly, he says – he finally looked at him, with an arched eyebrow – and what do you know about that?

Mk: nothing, that's why I came, everyone gave me advice, tang, mei, sandy...even monkey king.

Macaque: Of course he would give you advice – he rolled his eyes –.

The silence stretched for an awkward moment, making me wonder if I'd made a mistake coming.

Mk: Have you ever had one? – he asked then, almost in a whisper –.

Macaque looked down and turned to the mirror.

Macaco: Once, a long time ago, it was with someone who shone too brightly for someone like me, too good, even when he was wrong – his fingers closed into a very small fist – but things don't always turn out well, not because of a lack of feeling, but because of... what you carry inside.

Mk: Do you regret it? – he asked in a low voice, not knowing if he should –.

Macaque:...every day – he looked up, and although his smile was faint, his eyes reflected no mockery or sarcasm – so, if you have the chance, boy, do it, don't wait, not everyone gets a second chance.

Mk felt his heart weigh a little more, nodded, and as he turned to leave, macaque added:

Macaque: Don't do what I did, don't push her away for fear of getting hurt, sometimes, it's worth the hit.

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Mk sat alone on the roof, the breeze moving his jacket, he had his phone in his hand, open in the chat with (Y/n).

I hadn't written anything yet.

“Don’t put it as a date,” Mei told him.

“Make her feel safe,” Tang said.

“Make it special,” Sandy.

“Don’t keep her waiting,” wukong.

“Don't push her away,” macaque.

He sighed, pressed his lips together, and finally wrote:

Mk: Hey, would you like to hang out with me this week? No missions or responsibilities, just you and me. I can buy the ramen if that helps convince you. 😅

He hesitated, read it a thousand times, and then, finally, sent it.

The answer did not take long.

(Y/n): Only if you don't do something stupid ;)

He smiled.

Mk: I'll try.

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HATE ME!

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Hi! Hi!! Tb here, unfortunately I'm not popular enough for people to see my announcement post, so as much as possible I'm trying to spread the word since our community in tiktok has a problem that's spreading like wildfire

The problem?

Hacked accounts and hackers targeting specifically our community.

Accounts such as Li Ming, Shoka, An_haoyu8, and possibly more has already been targeted and the hackers are now targeting other while using their platform as bait

If ever the account has already been hacked, the hacker tends to ask the other person for help and for them to vote for the hacker for a competition of such[I have more info in my actual post]

The moment I pointed out that Li Ming's old account was hacked, the account was suddenly banned and it could no longer be returned, there are more videos discussing about this topic far more better than me, I'm just spreading the word!

Unfortunately, it has been confirmed by a creator that it wasn't a random attack, it's specifically targeting the lmk community, it was also said that the hacking has also been reported in other social medias, we hope for everyone's safety and wish the very best for them, please spread the word before it's to late!!!

Stay safe everyone...

Thank you for reading, Tb out.

OH MY . . . !! EVERYONE GOTTA BE MORE CAREFUL !! BEWARE OF HACKERS!!

TO ALL LMK CONTENT CREATORS

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I finally finished it. ヽ(；▽；)ノ......

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meh...

There were two other characters to add but I'm struggling to draw Julie and Barnaby... :'v

I'm afraid they'll turn out ugly and badly drawn.

My anatomy fails me...

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Name: Nimbus or nubby

Nubby is a cheerful and curious creature with a cloud-like head and a body with brightly colored stripes. Its torso is a box with a special compartment that can be opened, revealing a mouth with sharp teeth. It is not aggressive by nature, but it does have a big appetite.

Personality:

- Cheerful and mischievous: He is always exploring his surroundings and enjoying new things, especially sweets.

- Protective of his friends: He has a loyal side and would do anything to protect those he cares about.

- A little absent-minded: He gets distracted easily and sometimes doesn't realize that he has accidentally put things in his mouth box.

Skills and special features:

- Hidden Mouth: Its torso can be opened to quickly devour things, although it prefers to use it only to eat or store small objects.

Tastes:

- Cotton candy (because it reminds him of himself and is the only thing he consumes through his head).

- Exploring new places, sunny days and rainbows.

Dislikes:

That they confuse it with a simple cloud.

Sticky objects that get stuck in your mouth.

Loud thunder (despite being a cloud, it scares him).

I like the simple :)

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Who would he be talking to?

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A base was used in the second drawing, sorry for the colors.

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Name: Max Mimo

Apparent age: 22 years

Height: 1.66 m

Gender: Male

Appearance: Max is a gentle, endearing mime with light creamy skin, large blue eyes, rosy cheeks, and a constant smile. He wears a suit with suspenders, striped pants, and gloves. His signature bowler hat features a flower that changes color depending on his emotional state.

Personality: Max doesn't speak words, but he communicates perfectly through gestures, mime, and occasionally by writing on a small whiteboard he carries around. He's sensitive, curious, a little clumsy, but extremely empathetic. He loves making others smile with his physical comedy.

Skills :

Perfect mime communication.

He can create small illusions with his mime (as if performing magic).

He has great physical stamina and body flexibility for exaggerated movements.

He can "break the fourth wall" to give small winks to the viewer.

Relationship with Lina: Max and Lina are close friends. She's the one who most easily understands what Max means without needing words.