#I LOVE THIS AU and i wanna write more shadowpeach for it

[complete-clownery]

Hahaha okay rant about this amazing fanfic (you probably heard of this one already but still)

So whenever it comes to explaining and writing under my posts I just get lazy but I need to push through this cuz I need to talk

So the fanarts were made for the lmk fanfiction sunbreak, that a lot of you (probably mostly shadowpeach shippers) had read, and it is amazing, I read trough it as fast as my brain let me and as you can see it has pleasantly scratched my brain so much so that I even (attempted) to make fanart for it

Ngl if I wasn't a major pussy I would try to illustrate the whole thing or make covers for each chapter but Im unable to work on something more than 2 hours and I would want those to look good, but good looking art (if I don't mess up) takes 6 hours ughh--- annoying much---

Anyways I'm not good with literature but man is this fix a masterpiece *chefs kiss* its everything its amazing, I was unable to put it down once I started it

Okay i dont think I have the brain capacity to explain how much I worship the writer of this masterpiece @ladygreenfrisbee , so i'm just going to talk about the drawings a tad

So first picture with Red Son and MK its sort of like an au in the fic where the whole lbd plot is somehow nonexistent and after Macaque gets to his sisters domain they settle down and raise the kids together without much of an issue aside from assassinations keep happening and trying not to get in trouble with the heavens

Id like to think that Gongzhu still wouldn't let the court tailors to put any form of red or gold on MKs outfits and only allowed the yellow after when MK was old enough to declare that yellow was his favorite color, but even now she would insist on some form of purple and shadow motives to let others know who the mother is

We also got baby MK and toddler Red Son and sassy LIF and Mac

Third pic with the lion: I don't know what it was or why but I just love general Song so much--- he's a major dickhead but sgvshshsevkdididhr (actually I kinda love all the original characters in this one, from the generals to the old lady in the beginning of the book, (gosh I also wanna draw some scenes from those chapters I loved how Mac and she interacted hshsjsj))

so chapter 34 was probably my favorite so far I re read it about two more times cuz it was amazing to see Macaque being the schemer he is and try to piss of Song lol

Last picture: its a sketch/a wip or whatever (probably not going to finish it but im still putting it there cuz its somewhat decent looking)

Its the part where Wukong remembered of Macaque finally finding him and asking for him to come back to flower fruit mountain.

I tried to make Macaque look more unhinged on this one but since I didn't finish it I dont think its that noticable so fuck that but I also gave him a halo like the saints to symbolise his suffering and what not (thought it looked cool and fitting think whatever you want about it lol)

And that all ((((hollly mother))))

If you read this trough, thank you and congrats👏👏

[ray-is-they]

Hi! Welcome to my blog!

INTRODUCTION PAGE!

Hello! My name is Octovia call me Ray/Octi for short :D

I'm 14 years old minor

I'm Pansexual

My pronouns are They/Them

Hobby is I write fanfics, I draw stuff, I watch some other fandoms that I like!

I don't write on ao3 but I do write on wattpad @Ray_is_They

I luv SpicyNoodles n Shadowpeach(also FreeNoodlespigsyxtang)

THIS BLOG is a sideblog of mine which I could never follow you unless I know you personally.

You guys probably came from tiktok who also know me there as or also known as @ray_is_they

"Ray Princex of SpicyNoodleShip"

My BOUNDARIES!

No:

-my pronouns are THEY/THEM not SHE/HER or HE/HIM

-LIONPEACH shipping is not my thing but I respect it

-NO NAME CALLINGS ONLY TO MY REFFERED NAME!

-racists and homophob is a big nono to me

-do not argue with me when it includes my works because i created it and my own rights for it

-nezha x [someone] sorry but no for me

-nsfw/rape/sexualizing

-MACAQUE/SWK x MK

-no critisizing my art/fic writing I only share when I share

-making jokes abt something serious <includes character getting hurt in lmk>

-I am not a dragonfruit shipper but I see them as a friend/sibling way [but i dont hate it dnattack]

OK:

-I am okay with Fluff and Gore or any angst.

-I'm good with talkative ppl because they cool.

-If you wanna DM me I'll just have to make sure we have good stuff going along

-I am a SpicyNoodlesShipper its ok to talk stuff about SNS with me :3

-if you wanna talk stuff about lores or anything included to my work I am happy to talk abt it/or if others not included to my work i am also happy to talk abt it

-art requests are fine by me just don't overfill it

-mention me if there is something important related to my work or something else

-calling me Ray or Octi is fine but if you call me Bud or Kiddo I'm fine w it

About my information:

I do digital and traditional art and I mostly do them just for fun, I write fanfics when something random comes into my mind, I share some lores if I could [my ask box is open if you want to ask something anonymous/user], I do my editing on tiktok!

MY HEADCANONS FOR THE CHARACTERS:

Mei: AroAce|Sometimes Sapphic

Mk: Gay/Transmasc

Redson: Genderfluid/Bisexual

Pigsy: Bisexual

Tang: Gay

Sandy: Queer Platonic

Sun Wukong: Gay

Macaque: Demisexual

Nezha: AroAce

SHIPS:

Sandy x Hunstman = SilkTea [for somereason-]

Pigsy x Tang = FreeNoodles

Sun Wukong x Macaque = ShadowPeach

Mk x Redson = SpicyNoodles

Mk x Mei [not much but briefly] = GoldenDragon

Mei x Redson [platonic] = DragonFruit

Mei x Mk x Redson = Chimera [not much but it's cute tho]

YEP-

ALTERNATE UNIVERSES I'VE CREATED!

The Noodle Boy- SPICYNOODLES ANGST AU S4-S5 TIMELINE

-CREATED IN MAY 1, 2023

-Redson Screentime [he left the celestial realm than fight alongside with Ne Zha]

-Him and Mk had chemistry with each other so this implies more hits to his soul

Successor Who?- FORGOTTEN TIME

-CREATED IN AUGUST 22, 2023

-A world without Mk, A world with no 'Successor' a world where the seemingly supposed hero Xiaotian doesn't 'exist' practically

-Redson is stuck from the wish he regretted

SPECIAL THANKS:

From Discord! Drawn by BUNZ!

[I LOVE EVERYTHING TGE ART IS JUST SO MWAH TYSM FOR DRAWING MY OC :>]

From Discord! Drawn by Lynn!

[I REALLY APPRECIATE THE GIFT AND LOVE DOING ROLE SWAP AU! I LOVE THISS]

[real-sun-wukong-fan01]

know any SWK angst-filled centric fics you would recommend?

I love my boi Macaque but wanna see SWK suffer 😭

I would write one myself but afraid of butchering his character

Feel you, I haven't really checked in a pretty long while ao3 for fics so I won't be having much

But

This was for my au, made by a fan of mine, love it to this day.

Tough I'll probably find some more since I do have to scroll again to find a specific fic

This one, found it just now

And this! It's a bunch of fics together, around 5 of them, it's all about it wukong!

I couldn't find more because the rest was basically either about shadowpeach or with another character shipped with Wukong which I do not care about.

This is just how it goes for me tbh, nothing new, always shadowpeach

[skellebonez]

Tumblr Messed Up Fill #1

So Tumblr did a BIG OLD OOPS and published a bunch of my unfinished drafts that I left in my queue at 1 PM... when I set it to 1 AM and intended to finish a couple and then change the time again.

LUCKILY I DIDN’T HAVE THE ENTIRE FILLS IN THE QUEUE AND JUST BITS I ADDED IN TO HOLD SPACE. So... I guess this is how we’re doing this! @winterpower98​ here’s some Mentor Swap AU Shadowpeach!

How did you get that scar?/That is not a good hiding spot.

It had been scheduled far in advance and Wukong should have remembered that this was going to happen. The Weather Station needed to let it rain sometimes! It was good for the environment! Good for nature! But Wukong was Wukong and when he trained with Xiaotian for as long as he did he had a tendency to forget the unimportant things like “scheduled downpours” and “when training is actually supposed to end”.

So by the time he managed to crash land a foot away from Mei’s front door after pogo sticking his way off of Mount Huaguo he looked like he’d been dropped into the ocean.

“Cold-cold, cold and wet!” He yelped, shoving the staff back into his ear and trying to hold his jacket over his head as best he could, which did just as much good as it did during the ride. Which was “barely anything”. “Ah shit, it’s cold why can’t they make the rain not COLD!?”

He continued into the building, shuddering as he felt rain water seeping through every bit of fabric he wore, even his shoes the traitors. He immediately started ripping off his shirt, at the very least wanting to get some of the drenched clothing off him, and he froze when he heard a yelp from the other side of what should have been a very empty entry way given Mei was supposed to be out of the house.

A very familiar yelp.

“Why aren’t you are your own house!?” The voice yelled, and as Wukong pulled his shirt over his head he found the voice’s own staring at him with wide eyes alight with a mix of confusion and horror.

“UH, I think I should ask you that, Macaque!” He accused, turning sideways and walking backwards into the building with a raised eyebrow. “Why are you in Mei’s house? Are you hiding in Mei's house!? That is not a good hiding spot!"

“Wouldn’t you like to know, Monkey Boy?” Macaque said snarkily with a smirk.

“Monkie KID, and yeah, that’s why I asked,” Wukong snarked right back, holding his shirt and jacket out in front of him with a frown. “Also, you’re a monkey so...”

“Oh shut up.”

"And you look like you nearly drowned," Wukong chuckled, ringing his shirt out and pointedly not mentioning the blush he saw forming on the other's face. Yet. "It's raining cats and dogs and I’m pretty bad to, but you shouldn't be that bad."

"... don't laugh," Macaque grumbled, doing much the same to his scarf. "I was trying to get here when the rain was getting really bad and I... fell. Off the docks."

Wukong immediately burst into cackles.

“I told you not to laugh you asshole!” Macaque snapped, baring his teeth and trying to puff up his fur in annoyance but failing miserably with the sheer amount of water weighing him down. If anything it probably just made him look... adorably sad. Like a puppy. But a human sized monkey.

“I-I’m sorry!” Wukong held his sides, trying his very best to stop laughing. He also failed miserably, if not even more so than Macaque. “It’s just imagining you, YOU, falling off the docks? Just! You’re practically an acrobat! You’re usually way cooler than that!”

As Wukong continued to fail Macaque’s face softened as he stopped barring his teeth in warning and stared at the other young man.

“... you think I’m cool?” He asked softly, attempting to smooth down his fur and brush the water out of it.

“Kinda?” Wukong said with a half snicker, finally having himself under control. “Cool enough I guess.”

Macaque hummed, giving up on his attempts to dry off with a sigh. It was pointless to try to dry off with his fur like this, not without some kind of towel or brush. And he would be damned if he let Wukong let himself shake dry! That was not going to happen.

So instead he turned to the other, watching as he laid out his tip layers on his arm and turned around.

And something caught his eye.

Multiple somethings.

“How did you get that scar?”

Wukong tensed, not enough for him to stop moving but more than enough for Macaque to notice that he was walking away much slower than he needed to.

"Depends on which one you mean," he answered eventually. He reached up to pull on his hair, frowning as it dripped more water on him.  "Hold that thought until I come back."

And so he did. Macaque watched the other leave and stood in the open room, awkward and dripping sea and rain water all over Mei's floor.

He debated leaving. Just walking out the door and avoiding the awkward conversation that was sure to be leveled in his direction when the human returned, but before he could even make the decision to decide on an option something brought and green was lobbed at his head and wrapped around his face.

“WHAT IN THE-”

“Towel off before Mei gets angry we both tracked in water,” Wukong said, mischievous chuckle resounding through the air before Macaque managed to unwrap the towel from his face. “I’ve got something else that’ll help out after.”

Macaque was going to ask what that something was before the words died in his throat, the sight before him making him pause in confusion and barely held back amusement.

“You have Monkey King themed PJs?” He asked, toweling off his head first. “At Mei’s?”

“Sometimes I stay over.” Was all Wukong said, shrugging as if it was nothing. “Considering you’re here and I don’t see signs of a break in I assume those plum PJs in the same closet are yours.”

“I DON’T HAVE PAJAMAS HERE I DON’T STAY THAT OFTEN!” Macaque snapped, and his face flushed a deep red in embarrassment before he saw Wukong’s victory smirk. “... you made that up to make me slip that I’ve been here before.”

“And you took it hook, line, and sinker,” Wukong said playfully, grabbing the monkey demon’s arm and using a second towel he had to dry it off. “I wasn’t kidding about the PJs though.”

“O-oh...” was all Macaque could reply with as the information slowly sunk in before he ripped his arm away. “I can do that myself!”

“Then do it and come inside!”

~

Macaque was... mostly dry after a couple minutes, enough for Wukong to drag him into the bathroom and instruct him to change and use the blow dryer he has shoved into his hands while he mopped the floor. And as much as Macaque disliked the noise... he couldn’t argue that the warm air of the device was a welcome change from the icy seawater against him.

He may have looked like an extra puffed up fur ball when he was done and refused to come out until he at least had the PJs (short sleeved and indeed covered in plums) on to hide the worst of it.

Didn’t stop Wukong from devolving into cackles at his expense once again.

“Hold on, let me do something,” Wukong offered, and guided him to sit down on the couch sideways, situating behind him with the other pulled against his chest and a comb in hand. “At least I can help with your hair... if it counts as hair.”

“... I don’t know if it does,” Macaque replied, finding himself at a loss for what to do and say in this situation.

They were enemies, right?

Shouldn’t Wukong... be chasing him out of the building?

Now sitting him down to- OH NO!

“ACTUALLY WA-”

Macaque froze as Wukong’s fingers brushed against his scalp and the teeth of the comb brushed through his hair, far more gentle than Macaque could remember anyone touching his hair before, and he went limp in Wukong’s arms like putty.

“Knew that’d get ya,” he felt Wukong say as much as he heard him say it, and the hands and comb continued through his hair and fur and he couldn’t even muster up any coherent words to snark back at him. Just a frustrated grumble. “Xiaotian does this to me a lot. And to his monkeys. So I figured this would be... ya know, nice for you.”

They stayed like that for a good while, Wukong brushing his fingers and the comb through puffed up fur and pulling out tangles Macaque didn’t even know he had on the back of his neck. It felt... strange. To trust someone that you spent so much of your time fighting against, flirting with awkwardly in the midst of battle, never thinking that the two of you would just sit and do anything calmly together.

But here they were. On Mei’s couch. Macaque feeling a purr rumble up in his chest as Wukong groomed through his hair and fur in a gesture he clearly admitted he knew the implications of.

“They’re from before,” Wukong said after a while, after he rested his head on Macaque’s shoulder and started working through the fur on his arms. “Before Red took me in... back before I had the staff to fight with.”

And as much as Macaque wanted to ask, and if he really tried he knew he probably could, he chose not to push it when he heard the way Wukong’s tone changed. Something equally nostalgic and melancholy.

“I think they make you look cool too,” was what he said instead.

“... We’re both pretty cool.”