#mk answers!

[monkiekid-qi-xiaotian]

hi there !!! my names mk , mei (my BEST friend!!!!!!!) told me she has one of these accounts so i figured id make one as well to support her! might actually post here though ,,

[ hello hello!! forgot to add ,, this blog takes place after season 5 happened. my poor baby.. heh.. <3 ]

ooc: hi gang. i caved. mk is me and i am mk, so here we are. he/they for both me and mk ! also.. heh.. i ship spicynoodles. yay!

main account: @mikerooksi

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my tags ;3

#mk answers! #mk roleplays! #mk rambles! #mk doodles!

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my fam!! [will update]

mac - @sixearss [grumpy monkie,,,] mei - @emerald-dragon-girl [BEST FRIEND!!! <3] ao lie - @dragon-prince-of-the-west [mei's greatgreatgreatgreatgreatgatregrea-] red son - @redson-lmk [we're also best friends! (he's mean💔)] jin - @nerddimple [orange demon !!!] nezha - @fyolailover69 [lotus prince ,,,] monkie king (sun wukong) - @the-monkey-king-1 [AHH AHHHEHEHE HEHEH MONKIEEE KINGG] im aware its spelled 'monkey king', shut it.

[ask-the-td-cast]

mk!! if you had to kiss one person from team skunk butt, who would you kiss?

Easy, Julia. You sound like you’ve thought about this a lot-

Yeah, cause the rest of you are weirdos. - MK & Bowie

[smilesatdawnmain]

is there a AU where MK and Xiaotian hatched during jttw ?

There is not... until now. I drew this within 30 minutes my friend- I WAS SPEEDING. I Was just like- Just doodle! Just rush! GO GO GO!

I don't know the details of this Au, or how it would work to bring two infants and Macaque on the Journey to the West, but man do they make it lively XD XD

You just know though that Wukong is gonna be stressed XD

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[quesocheeso]

LMK 3AM!AU Masterpost

Content for 16+

AU that was supposed to stay a joke but spiraled out of control and now we’re here😭😭

Premise:

Premise, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, reveal, Xiaoxing 1, Xiaoxing's birth, Xiaoxing 2, dbza, Xiaoyue's reveal, Xiaoxing Powerlessness, Seasonal troubles, Seasonal troubles electric boogaloo, Age measurement, Sleeping/Waking, Kid's names

Bedtime, Macaque's jealousy,

Season 1:

Making up, Making up Part 2,

Season 2:

Father on quest for milk, Sleep bug,

Season 3:

Amnesia Wukong, Lantern city, Champion's fight, Fam got stomped :/, Finale hug,

Season 4:

Not my staff,

Season 5:

Nice guy(tm), Beginning,

Post Season 5:

Twins, Twins intro, Twins part 3, Twins Betrayal,

Extras:

3pm au, 3pm part 2, Stolen kiss, Canon in 3am

School Life:

PTA meetings, Gossip, PDA, School fight, Outside POV,

[retquits]

now I can’t get the thought out since it’s stuck with me but imagine Hayden with a man bun, he has that luscious hair 👀

how does it feel to be SO correct anon

[lululocomo]

Hello :D! Since Wukong reacted strongly towards MK’s top surgery scars, thinking someone hurt his baby; How would he react to MK’s crack scars, when he sees them for the first time? (Unless Macaque tells him in advance, that is.)

Macaque tell him about them the night of the day it happened. He is still freaking out about it, I mean how could he not?? And he need to talk about it, but he don't want to mention it to MK, so of course he tell Wukong.

Of course Macaque tell him all the detail, how it happen and what exactly happen. And because they don't want MK to lose control of his magic again, they don't want to mention those scars to him. MK visit Wukong twice a month, and when he visit him after his magic outburst, he used glamour to hide his scar. (Macaque was the one who teach him how to use glamour)

But of course Wukong can still see them with his gold vision, and he don't like seeing them. They make him feel powerless, he wasn't there to help MK, and there is nothing he can do about those scars.

PREV

Masterpost

[chonggen]

Im sorry if i have already asked this but i wanted to ask how NK and MK would react if they knew we viewers existed

Answer this one more time but different

More MANLY FACE (I think…? Maybe?)

Note: 【 BURN 】 means burnt offering for dead people so that they can obtain mortal realm’s stuff.

[artepti]

Your LLR au is amazing!

Though now I can’t help but wish for a version where Macaque and Wukong were captured earlier and MK was somehow hatched under LBD watch. The shadowpeach love would have unknowingly doomed the world by giving LBD exactly what she wants. A Champion.

Thank you!! I'm happy you enjoy it! :D And heheh, alright I'll indulge you! I’ll warp LLRs canon here and there a bit to fit this narrative, so take what I say with a grain of salt! :D

This may lead to two outcomes. In one, they love MK too much to harm him and surrender, resigning themselves to the twisted version of family that LBD allows, even if it means erasing parts of who they are. In another, they defeat LBD, but the result is uncertain. MK might be freed (yayy some light at the end of the tunnel) or her magic could have sunk too deep, leaving his mind trapped. 

In the latter case, Wukong and Mac would choose to stay by his side, letting go of their past grudges to care for him for the rest of their lives, no matter how corrupted his mind may be.

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First (of the OG LLR AU) 

Also, to the other person who sent me an ask a bit ago, fear not I will certainly answer it, I just can't do that right now, as it might spoil what happens next in LLR! :D 

Lastly, a small ss under the cut against all the angst

(Took me some time to get him there, but everything for Shadowpeach--)

[helsensm]

"How did you and Raiden become friends?"

answer for mk ask on telegram

[iliketangerines]

pov you randomly facetime johnny while he's busy working and you're fucking yourself stupid on a dildo that HE CUSTOM MADE FROM HIS OWN COCK AND BALLS and he's just so caught off guard like

made by you

a/n: @partycatty last request!!!

pairing: johnny cage x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), soft!Johnny, needy (like really needy) reader, masturbating (?), praise kink, phone sex, not proofread

Johnny rubs his eyes with one hand, squinting them at the unfinished script of the video game

the pen in his hand shakes as he circles and scribbles in comments about what he liked and what he didn’t like about what the script writer had put in

he wonders if he had hired an idiot because the dialogue sounded stiff and the staging of the scene seemed to make no sense

perhaps he should just hire a new editor and write his own script and then send it to an editor to have them tweak any small details he might’ve missed

his hand reaches out for the coffee cup next to him, and he lifts it up only to find it empty

Johnny looks up from his script with a disgruntled look, lips curved downward and eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the empty cardboard

throwing it into the wastebasket beneath his desk along with the three other empty coffee cups, he stands up from his seat, hearing the bones in his back creak and his knees pop with pain

he groans and presses both of his hands to his lower back, stretching out after spending so long hunched over his desk trying to edit this ridiculous script

maybe he should just go to bed, wake up with a fresh head and fresh eyes

Johnny glances once more over to the script, the red pen decorating the paper at almost every corner, and he lets out a displeased hum

for as much as the weight on his eyelids felt heavy, he really wanted, needed, to get this done tonight, at least before the next shoot happened

he checks his phone for the time, greeted with the sight of you as his lock screen, a bright smile on your face with the sunset perfectly framing you

you hadn’t been able to come with him this time to shoot the current movie, a new project at work had a deadline that happened to cross over into the workflow of the shoot, and you couldn’t afford to slack off

every day and night, he would text you updates about his day, how he felt, whether the food was good on set tonight, and you tried to do the same, complaining about your colleagues, your boss, the traffic getting to and from work

it never failed to make him smile as he read your texts

lately, however, the actors had pressing questions, the cameramen had questions and positions to be marked, the stuntmen needed more clarification on the moveset

he hadn’t had much time for you, and he tried his best to respond to you, typing as fast as he could with one hand as he went on lunch breaks, eyes glued to his screen whenever the actors needed a short break before they could continue

it was absolute hell for him to not be able to talk to you so freely

Johnny steps out of his trailer, trudging over to the coffee machine, checking his phone for any new messages from you

there are a few from a few hours ago, telling them that the dinner party you had been to had been a bust and that one of your colleagues had passed out from drinking too much

he smiles at the text and goes to text you back, quickly pressing the buttons on the coffee machine to give him the largest coffee possible, when your face shows up with your caller id

that was strange, it was past midnight for you usually you’d be fast asleep at this hour, always claiming you needed your beauty rest to get an early start on the grocery shopping on the weekend

nonetheless, he picks up the call, “hey sweetheart, what are you doing up so late?” and he blows on the steaming coffee in his cup and takes a sip

“‘m miss you, miss you Johnny,” you sound breathless, words all slurred together and slightly too high-pitched to be normal

panic strikes through his heart, had something happened? were you safe? had something happened? Shang Tsung?

the memory of you being at the dinner party flits into his memory, and he realizes that you’re probably just drunk and a little needy for him, just as needy as he was for you

“are you drunk? you should go to bed, honey. drink some water before you do.” Johnny takes another sip of his coffee as he starts striding back to his trailer

he wonders if you’ll be able to get up in the morning, you always complained so heavily about hangovers, he’ll send you a text in the morning to remember to take some medicine

“no, not drunk, want you, Johnny, hah-” you practically whine into your phone, and Johnny stops in front of his trailer, hand frozen, his phone tucked right between his ear and his shoulder

suddenly, with his phone so close to his ear, he can hear the faint shuffle of the bedsheets, the way you breathe heavily into the mic and the familiar wet squelch of your pussy

Johnny practically rips the door open in his hurry to get inside, “oh honey, i know, what do you want? tell me.”

suddenly, the coffee in his hand seems redundant, not when adrenaline rushed through him, the thought of you so desperate for him on the sheets sending all of his blood rushing downwards

he places the coffee on his desk and sits on the edge of his bed, pressing his phone as close to his ear as possible to hear you

“want you, want you to kiss me, mark me all over, want you fucking me right now,” you pant into the phone, a low drawn out moan escaping you

Johnny swears his hand is dangerously close to cracking his phone with how tightly he grips it, and he presses his free hand against the bottom of his chin, still trying to remain calm as thoughts of you naked and covered in a slight sweat filters into his thoughts

“i wish i could, honey,” he lets out a sharp exhale through his nose as he tries to imagine what you look like, the soft caress of your skin against the sheets, your eyes that glossy faraway look, lips turned into a slight pout, “tell me what you’re doing right now.”

“mm, wearing your shirt, your favorite, missed you, i miss you,” Johnny resists a groan at the image of you wearing nothing but his shirt, the purple one that had cost too much money

still, it was worth all the money, especially now that you were wearing it right now, all needy and whiny for him

“what else are you doing, honey? c’mon keep talking to me, you’re doing so well.” he encourages to talk more, to fill out the details of your want for him so that he can fuel his own imagination of you

“riding, riding you, but it’s-i-i can’t,” you sound pained at the end, your voice tinted with tears

“hey hey, what’s wrong, what can’t you do?” Johnny presses his chin further into his free hand, trying to decipher what you meant by you riding him

he wasn’t there, but you wouldn’t take on another partner just for this, you wouldn’t do something like that, at least not without his permission

Johnny closes his eyes, listening to you whimper, voice slightly warbled through the phone line, “can’t make myself cum, can’t without you, please, Johnny.”

you sound so desperate for him, and he exhales through his nose, almost proud of himself for ruining you for anyone else, but he could stroke his pride later

“honey, why don’t you facetime me? show me what you’re doing, i’ll guide you. how does that sound?” he hears your small sound of confirmation on the other end, and he pulls his phone away from his ear and waits for your caller id to show up again

as soon as it pops up, he clicks on accept and is met with the sight of you, the phone resting on the headboard of the bed, slightly tilting as you move away after setting up the camera

you look divine, better than he remembered, better than anything he had ever seen actually

his heart slightly aches at the sight of you, just as desperate as you to see each other again, to feel your touch on his skin, to feel your warmth hold his soul

Johnny sucks in a breath and concentrates back on you, how he can slightly see your chest through the unbuttoned front of the shirt, how your thighs slightly trembled as you ride a toy

your baby hairs stick slightly to your forehead, and you look breathless, lips parted in a moan and your brows furrowed upwards as you sink back down onto the toy

he stares at it, rummaging through his mind which one it could possibly be when it suddenly clicks in his head

you were riding him, him as in the prank gift he had given you on your birthday before presenting you with your actual gift

Johnny thought you had thrown it out, but you had kept it and now you were riding it, riding him and his lips slightly part in surprise

as he stares at you, you continue to ride the dildo and let out a long whine as one hand travels downward to rub harsh circles onto your clit

it snaps him out of his shock and back into the moment as he coos at you, “you look so gorgeous, so pretty on my cock.”

a slight hum escapes from you as you stare at the camera with half-lidded eyes, drinking in his praise, and Johnny has to bite his tongue to keep himself from cumming into his pants at the sight alone

“that’s it honey, slow down your hand, you’re being too rough on yourself,” he says it gently, voice a little breathy as he strains to control himself, and you listen obediently, your fingers on your clit slowing down into small gentle circles

you whine pitifully, wanting more, but you listen anyway, trusting him

the fact that you do so easily in such a vulnerable moment fills him with something more, something proud and smooth, like gold shining underneath the sun

“good, you’re being so good for me, sweetheart. use your other hand to pinch your nipple,” he stares, unblinking at his phone as you follow through, legs shaking as you ride him slowly, whimpering as you twist and pinch your nipple

Johnny can’t look away, not, he drinks in the sight like you were the stars in the sky, the galaxies flying in the universe, a marvel, a miracle, a beauty to behold

because you truly were, something wonderful and marvelous and more than anything you would ever know

“that’s it, just like that, speed up just a little bit, good, so good for me” he watches as you bounce a little faster, your fingers against your clit just a bit faster, your pinching at your chest just a bit rougher

“haah, ahhh aghh, Johnny, please, please,” you can barely speak, mewls of pleasure interrupting your own thoughts

“let go for me,” it’s all he needs to say as you moan loudly, and you sink down fully onto the toy, fingers rubbing against your clit desperately as your thighs tremble and twitch

he watches as you ride through your orgasm, as your breathing slows, as your body slouches over, exhausted and spent

“you did so well, so well for me,” he isn’t sure if wants to push it, to tell you to try and get yourself cleaned up, and he decides against it as you lower yourself to the bed and grip onto a pillow, no doubt the one on his side of the bed

his fingers itch to stroke your hair, to massage out your muscles, to hold you close in his arms and fall asleep next to you

Johnny settles with watching you fall asleep on the bed and then ending the call, sending you a text message asking how you felt and to call him when you woke up

setting his phone off to the side, he drags a hand over his face, the image of you riding the toy, the toy based off of him, buried deep inside of you

he stands up and rummages through his drawer, he needed a change of his clothes before he went to bed

[monkie-man]

MK please make your boyfriend rest.

Finally finished training to make sure he was sleeping :)) ( had to convince PIF to lay on off the work she gave him :( )

[monkiekid-qi-xiaotian]

"Hey MK! Do you know about the situation going on with Red and that there's versions of you, Mei, and himself at his house?

There's this version of you who-" [cuts out]

[static]

*GASP*

HI! HI OTHER ME! NICE TO MEET YOU, I'M COMING TO YOU LIVE FROM YOUR RED'S HOUSE!

MK! Not so loud!

Heh, sorry Mei! Didn't mean to!

" WOAH?? "

He gasps, waving hello at the.. camera? what exactly is he looking at right now-

" hi there other me !!!!! where's other mei-? I wanna see her !!!! "

woahh. blue hair..... stripe.. things. He wonders what's different in this universe- Other than, well, his appearance so far.

[ask-the-td-cast]

hey ripaxel, how’s it going?

Pretty good I’d say, considering the fact they’re not responding to this ask and are instead making out in their room. - MK

[smilesatdawnmain]

In fading moon, does MK still have his "Harbinger of chaos“ destiny ?

He does indeed~

Wukong is also aware of this destiny~ It is one of the reasons they hide away in the mortal realm

[quesocheeso]

Okay, but how do the kids react after the pillar?

I'm imagining both of them disappear once a week to sleep with MK...mostly to make sure he's still breathing.

3am crack au

Xiaoxing is still disappointed he didn’t get to inherit MK’s action figures

But I guess he’s glad he gets to play tomodachi with MK next year🙄

Xiaoyue was sleeping the whole time cause she’s a good girl, she couldn’t be arsed with the drama that was unfolding she was straight up just mimimi snork mimimi

[retquits]

your art is so so beautiful!! if you ever feel up to it and you keep drawing field of mistria characters, i hope you draw ryis one day!! i would love to see him in your art style :)

i have so got you anon!!! 💞