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ghostlee · 7 months
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Thinking abt Macaque from LMK and tickles rn.
I am insanely tempted to draw him getting absolutely wrecked with tickles.
He seems like the type.
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tastybluesprite · 1 year
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//LMK S4 SPECIAL SPOILERS
GUYS MACAQUES LITTLE LAUGH IM GOING TO CRY 😭🥹❤️
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gaybananabread · 2 months
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Ooh Lego Monkie Kid? Don't mind if I do!
Do you have any headcanons for the Stonefruit Trio (MK, Wukong, and Macaque)?
⁠☆⁠—⁠⁠LMK Stonefruit Trio Tkl Headcanons—⁠☆
~Sorry this took me so long to get to! School is finding new ways to kick my ass every day istg- ANYway, it felt good to write for these goobers again! Thank you for requesting!~
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🍜Mk🎧
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General:
Sunshine boy is definitely a big fan of tickles. Laughing at just a few touches, bonding with his friends, watching them let their walls down for the sake of silly happiness? Yeah, count him in.
He likes both sides, though being tickled does have a special place in his heart. He’s a lee-leaning switch, but not by a whole lot.
He can only say the t-word on special occasions (extreme confidence, other lers/lees in it with him, drunken boldness). 98.71% of the time, he’ll go beet red at the attempt.
Lee:
When he gets lee moods, everyone around him will know. He can sometimes just ask for help if it’s someone who’s used to his silliness, like Red Son or Mei, but other than that, it’s tacit signals.
He’ll run a hand through his hair a lot (exposing his side in the process), get way more fidgety than normal, speak in a higher pitch, and very nonchalantly stare at his friends’ hands. Not that hard to get the message.
Kicks, flails and squirms when tickled. He really tries not to, but his nerves pretty much go nuts. It’s best to pin him or get him from behind if you don’t want an accidental bloody nose.
Worst spots are his navel and lower back. He absolutely loses it whenever anyone so much as pokes there.
Melt spots are his palms and shoulders. Tickly massages and palm kisses leave him a puddle of giggles.
Really bright and bubbly laughter when you get him going. When it’s light, lots of little squeaks and half-hearted “no!”s
Ler:
Sickly sweet while also a teasing mother-trucker. If you think that’s confusing, imagine how the lee feels-
The sunshine boy definitely has a fiery side, so watch out
“You’re ticklish here too? Seriously, this is adorable. You’re adorable.”
“Holding it in, huh? I think it’d feel a bit nicer if you let out that laughter. Don’t you?
“So many good spots, so little time… Guess I gotta get to work!”
“Your blush is so pretty! I think I’m gonna paint my nails that color…”
He’s incredibly considerate of boundaries, even if you’re obviously okay with it.
Checks in wherever you seem to be laughing a bit too hard, though you’ve only just got done giggling. It’s smart to set up a safeword so he actually does know when to keep going.
Confident lees will love him. He’s easy to fluster if you can say the t-word enough times, and he nearly dies if someone confidently asks him to tickle them.
An aftercare master. He makes whatever your favorite drink is, gets snacks, makes a cuddle nest and just hangs out with you. If you’re not big on touch, he’s fine to just watch some YouTube videos and chill out.
🍑Sun Wukong☀️
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General:
We can all agree that he’s a straight-up switch. Loves wrecking people, adores being reduced to a giggly puddle of mush.
However, he refuses to admit any of that
He likes the feeling of being vulnerable around his friends, but the thought of saying that is terrifying for him (again, good luck getting him to say that. The great Monkey King allegedly has no fear)
Lee:
He’s giggling like crazy before you even touch him.
If you even give a small hint of what you’re gonna do, get ready for him to run.
When you do catch him (he will eventually let you), he curls up like a pill bug and rides it out. If you mention his tail wagging, he’ll let out a string of adorably squeaky profanities.
His actual laugh is a lot less obnoxious than his “Monkey King” one. It’s bright and bubbly, full of squeaks and the occasional snort.
His worst spots are his ribs and his lower back, specifically the base of his tail. Good luck keeping him still if you go there.
Melt spots are his ears and hips. His hips are a bit of an obscure spot, but he will dissolve if you trace them.
Once you’re done wrecking him, he becomes a cuddly, sleepy little mess. Be ready to stay with him for at least an hour afterwards.
Ler:
He’s such a chaos goblin I swear-
Loves the “Tickle Monster” trope. He can and will use his power to make clones of himself and/or shift his appearance for optimum tickle-ability
If he’s the one doing the tickling, he can say the t-word. This is a power he always abuses.
“The Tickle Monster’s gonna getcha, kid! Better run~”
“Oh sorry, couldn’t hear you through all that laughter. Did you say ‘keep going’? Perfect!”
“You know, I could stop, but where’s the fun in that? I think you can agree, can’t ya?”
“Your laugh is so fun! I could listen to it for centuries… But I think I can settle for five more minutes.”
It takes him a bit, but he does try to check in and see when you need a break. It’d be a nice idea to set a safeword or a clear tap-out beforehand, just in case.
He’s actually really good with aftercare. He makes the best lemonade tea, and he’ll attempt to make a good snack. Just watch out for any of his “inventive” cooking/baking methods.
🎭Macaque🏮
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General:
He acts like he hates it. If you don't know him all that well, he'll seem genuinely done with it.
If you do know him, however, he has tells. The way his tail twitches when the t-word is said, the way just a hint of pink settles on his cheeks, the way his arms just barely clamp to his sides…
Yeah, he's not as slick as he thinks.
Prefers being tickled most of the time, but he isn't afraid to wreck a bitch just because.
Lee:
He will fight and deny it until the day his immortality runs dry, but he loves it.
Until you actually start, he'll act like he doesn't want it. Kicking, hissing, running, the whole nine.
The minute those wiggling fingers touch down, though? He melts.
All protest disappears, the only thing close being small “no”s through his laughter. His tail will wag adorably (be careful if you mention this).
He could just shadow-travel away, but conveniently “forgot because of the literal torture” he was experiencing or “couldn't focus enough” to do so.
Worst spots are his knees and his back. Him and Wukong share the infamous I-will-die spot at the bases of their tails, though this boy's is significantly worse.
Melt spots are beneath his chin and his ears. It is the cutest thing to just scratch beneath and hear his little purrs while he tries not to giggle.
Ler:
Puts his villain experience to use
He'll use his shadow travel to sneak up on you/cheat in a chase. Nobody said he had to play fair…
He definitely makes clones to help himself. One to hold your arms up, another to grab your legs, and a few to get the more annoying spots.
Teasing in a playful-yet-asshole sorta way. If you're feeling shitty, he'll be such a sweetheart, but he's a shit 80% of the time.
“Wow, ticklish here too? You're just a walking tickle-spot at this point.”
“You think this is bad? Just wait till I call in the cavalry~”
“It must be hard, being this ticklish and all. How have you survived so far? Thought you'd have laughed yourself silly.”
“Just a few little pokes and you're down for the count. Would suck if some of the villains found out…”
“Worst spot, huh? Better buckle up~”
Somehow knows exactly when to stop every time. You don't even have to say anything: he just knows.
Masterful aftercare. He honestly loves cuddling with his lee afterwards, so you're getting some unless you specifically tell him no. He'll send a shadow clone to go get you a drink and some snacks if you want. Peaceful music listening and most likely a nap (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)
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emeriethevalkyriegirl · 9 months
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I'm not going anywhere- LMK tickle fic
Summary: Bai He is having nightmares from when the Lady Bone demon still had her body. Macaque comes in to check on her.
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The Lady Bone demon was gone. Everyone knew that. Mk knew it. So did Mei. And Monkey King. And Macaque. And even Bai He knew it. But she didn't believe it.
The Lady Bone demon was a legend. She would always come back from the dead no matter what. There was no way she could ever escape her. Not even in the afterlife.
When Bai He was freed from her grasp, it was Mk who told her what happened. What the Lady Bone-no, what she did. How she hurt all those people. How she almost killed him and his friends. How she was so close to destroying the entire universe. Yes, Mk said the Lady Bone demon, but he really meant her.
And it scared her.
Even after everything that happened, the Lady Bone demon's face still haunted her. It was getting so bad that even her own family didn't have the patience to help her with her nightmares. They kicked her out and she went back to the noodle restaurant where Mk would be. From there, the gang had decided that she would stay with Macaque for a while. He agreed, on the count that it would only be TEMPORARY.
So, Macaque decided that it would be best if Bai He stayed with him in his apartment for a while that was on top of his dojo. At first, it was hasty. Bai He wouldn't eat, wouldn't sleep. She didn't even talk. For a while, Macaque was concerned. He kept a close watch on her thanks to his shadows to see if anything would change, but so far, nothing. It became so bad that at times, he would have to force feed her so she could sleep with a full belly.
This, was one of those times.
Macaque and Bai sat at the dinner table. Macaque's plate was nearly gone while Bai's was barely touched. Macaque was not having that. "Eat Bai." He simply said as he lightly pushed the plate toward her. Bai looked at it with half open eyes, indicating that she was sleepy. Bai didn't say word. Just shook her head.
Macaque was tempted to growl but refrained as to not scare the girl. "Bai, I'll tell you one more time. Eat."
"No!" Macaque flinched. That was the first time she'd spoke after the Lady Bone demon. Macaque glared. "Bai, eat your food our I'll shove it down your throat myself." Macaque threaten, his shadow puppets peaking from his shoulders. Now it was Bai's turn to flinch. Macaque saw the fear in her eyes and immediately put the shadows away.
Bai gulped and without being told, ate her entire plate clean. Macaque was satisfied with the results, but felt guilty for how it happened. He wanted to her to eat. And she did eat. But he wanted her to do it on her own, not having to wait for someone to tell her. This isn't how he wanted it to go.
No matter. It was only a matter of time before someone else has her. She'll be out of his hands pretty soon.
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After her plate was eaten, Bai He went upstairs without a word. Macaque took her plate to wash it, allowing the child to leave. He silently commanded his shadows to watch over her as he cleaned the plates. When they returned, they requested for him to come upstairs. Immediately.
Macaque dropped everything that he was doing and raced upstairs to the girl's room. Once he was there, he saw the door slightly ajar. "Bai, you in here?" The only response he received was a sniffle. Quietly, Macaque opened the door to find Bai He tossing and turning in her sleep. The six-ear monkey rushed over to her, having a firm grip on her shoulders. "Bai! Bai He, can you hear me?"
"No! Please don't! I don't wanna hurt anyone." Bai He cried in her sleep, trying to get out of Macaque's grip. Macaque had to dodge a punch to avoid getting hit. "Bai He, it's me. Macaque. Come on, open your eyes!" Upon recognizing the name and voice, Bai He's eyes shot open, now wide awake. "Good girl." Macaque complimented, rubbing the girl's back.
Bai He sniffled and cried in Macaque’s chest, refusing to let go. “Please…don’t let her get me.”
“Who?”
“T-The Lady B-Bone demon.” Macaque nodded in understanding. Now he knew why the girl refused to sleep. The Lady Bone demon haunted her dreams. He remembered how Sun WuKong told him about her first night at the restaurant and how she would wake up screaming at the top of her lungs. How she would look so tired every day and refused to eat any food that was offered to her.
Bai He rubbed her eyes and looked up at the six ear monkey. She wanted to tell him to stay. To scare away the monsters that haunted her dreams. To tell him she's sorry for not eating her food the first time. To tell him that she was grateful for having a place to stay when her other family rejected her.
Macaque looked at her with pity as he lightly brushed her hair behind her ear. What he didn't know was that he unintentionally brushed her ear, causing Bai to squeak and chuckle a little. Macaque noticed the sudden change of mood and an idea popped in his head. He knew exactly what to do.
Macaque lifted Bai's head up just a little so that they were making eye contact. "Hey, wanna see something funny?" he asked. He didn't know if it would make the girl laugh, but he'd do anything to make her smile.
Bai He, now with dried tears, nodded and watched Macaque as he pinched his nose, held his breath and blew. Immediately, all six of his ears began to wiggle in sync. Almost like a bird flapping its wings for the first time.
Bai He was so surprised by this, she immediately let out a surprisingly loud snort, which then turned into a soft giggle. Smirking with pride, Macaque continued to wiggle his ears only this time, crossing his eyes to make the scene more humorist. Bai He tried her hardest not to expose a giggle but it was too much for her. Bai He had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. "Hehehehehe stop it hehehehehehe it's weird hehehehehehe."
On that comment, Macaque glared at her playfully and gave her sides a few pokes. "Weird? Weird?! I save you from an undead ghost and you call me weird?" he says as Bai He began to laugh and Macaque's pokes turned into scribbles. Bai He tried her best to block the monkeys hands, but due to the size of her own tiny hands, there was no way she could push Macaque's away. "Hahahahahaha no I meahahahahahahahahant-"
"What? You meant what? Go on, spit it out." Macaque teased moving to her armpits. Bai He clamped her arms down to trap his hands. "Oh no, you've trapped me. Please, let me go." Macaque fake cried as Bai He only laughed more. Even though, the six ear monkey was 'trapped', Macaque still managed to wiggle his fingers in the little girls armpits.
Bai He couldn't do anything but laugh, refusing to lift her arms. "Stahhahahahahahahahahap tickling my armpihihihihihihihihits."
"Only if you let me go." Macaque replied with a smirk as he slowed down the tickling for a while. This gave Bai enough time for her to lift her arms. As promised, Macaque stopped his attack, raising his hands to prove it. "See, was that so hard?" Bai He pouted at the six ear monkey, but Macaque wasn't done yet.
Without any warning, Macaque used his feet to tickle the girl's sides. Bai He was so surprised by the attack, she didn't have enough time to cover her giggles. "Ehehehehehehehehehehehew thahahahahahahahahat's sohohoho grohohohohohoss."
"Hey, I wash my feet every day." Macaque replied, using his tail to lift the girl's arms above her head. Bai He laughed cheerfully, adjusting her weight to try and kick her tickler. Macaque easily dodged them and grabbed both of her ankles. Realizing that she still had socks on, Macaque slowly took them off and tossed them to the floor. Bai He widen her eyes and tried to yank her feet away from him. "Nohohohohohohoho plehehehehehehehease!" she begged as the tall monkey began to rub his thumbs on her soles.
Bai He dipped her head and let out the loudest laugh she could muster. "NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" The girl screamed at the top of her lungs, wiggling her toes thinking that they would be just as apposiable as Macaque's.
Macaque moved his thumbs down to rub Bai He's heels, but when he noticed tears running down her face, he knew that she wouldn't last long. Macaque slowed down the tickles and eventually stopped. For real this time. Bai He took long breaths while Macaque readjusted his position. "You good, kid?" he asked as Bai He stuck her tongue out. "I said, stop tickling me."
"No you didn't. You said, stop tickling my armpits. You never said anything about your sides and feet." Macaque confirmed, making the girl pout again. Macaque mimicked her face, causing Bai He to once again giggle. Once all of her giggles settled down, Bai He looked at Macaque with interest. "Why did you tickle me?" she asked as the tall monkey stretched out his legs a bit. "Well, I saw that you were feeling down and wanted to change that." he answered as the girl turned away.
She was feeling more than down. Those nightmares that've been haunting her were getting on her nerves. She didn't think she'd ever laugh again. Bai He turned back to Macaque and wrapped her arms around him. "Woah, hey kid. Easy on the mush." he teased, returning the gesture. "Um...Macaque?"
"Yeah?"
"Promise me that you won't leave." Bai He whispered so softly that he almost didn't hear her. Macaque already knew about her family abandoning her due to her trauma with the Lady Bone demon, but he had no idea that it was affecting her that much.
Macaque rubbed the girl's hair in a soothing manner. Almost like a father. "I'll always be here. No matter what." he whispered back, taking a chance and planting a kiss on her forehead.
They stayed like this for a while until eventually, Bai He was sound asleep in Macaque's arms. Macaque slowly tucked her in, turned off the light in her room, and quietly walked out, making a silent promise to be there for her when she wakes up.
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berrymilkwithsugar · 2 years
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“M-Mahahac call them ohohoff!”
“Nah~”
So um.. I may or may not be hyperfixating on Lego monkie kid… have some tk based of something my brain thought of at 2 am.
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toast-is-ticklish · 2 years
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Dont Hate You.
Super fluffy not super proofread shadowpeaches fic lmao.
Sorry in advance for typos or weird sentences lol, I sorta wrote this on a whim.
Lee! Sun Wukong Ler!Macaque
Wukong is sort of out of character here just because hes super sleep deprived and irritable.
Hope somebody enjoys this! 💖💖💖
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Being immortal gives you a lot of things to have nightmares about.
This was especially true for Sun Wukong, who had a tendency to make stupid, half-baked plans leading to stupid, terrible, consequences for those he cared about and stupidly failed to protect.
All those mistakes he made were cemented in his mind, every failure branded into his memories with searing heat. They played over, and over, and over, more nights than most.
And so here he was again. Shooting up from his bed with a gasping breath, covered in sweat, lungs feeling empty and aching.
He grounded himself and gave his vision some time to unblur. Breath in, breath out, and then the usual routine.
Glass of water. Cold shower. Attempt to convince yourself to go back to sleep. Fail. Look at the night sky and wait for the sun to rise.
Easy-peasy.
Not like immortals needed to sleep anyways.
The Monkey King slowly clambered off the bed, ready to begin his little mental itinerary. But upon his first step his thoughts were very rudely interrupted by a shrill squuuuueeeeaaaaaak of the floorboard beneath.
Damnit. He didnt have the floor memorized in this stupid air ship yet.
Not a big deal. Unless you're rooming with an extremely nosy six eared monkey.
Stopping himself from groaning in annoyance he looked over at his six eared companions bunk, waiting for a reaction.
A moment ticked by with no stirring or waking up.
Huh. Maybe he was just super lucky tonight.
"Mmh, Wukong? What're you doing?" the black furred monkey mumbled sleepily.
"Nothing, just grabbing a drink."
He didnt want to talk about his nightmare. Some part of Wukong wanted to be called out, just so he could feel like someone was concerned for him. But no. He had to resist that urge. He had to be strong.
Macaque lifted his head up and eyed Wukong suspiciously. "Bullshit," he broke into a yawn and stretched, "You had a nightmare."
"I didnt." The Monkey king didnt even know why he was lying right now. He was too tired to be able to convince anybody, especially not Macaque.
"Why are you denying it? Not to bruise your ego buddy but it's pretty damn obvious," he disappeared into the shadows and flipped up right in front of Wukong to look him in the eyes.
"I dont know what you're talking about. Maybe you need to get your eyes checked Mango," he said, averting eye contact.
He knew using old nicknames would just further provoke the other monkey so he had no idea why he was doing it. His mouth was just sort of. Going.
"Well, Peaches," Macaque snarled, "Let's take a look at you."
"You're drenched in sweat," he listed on his fingers, "your hands are shaking," were they? Wukong didnt even notice.
"Aaaand..." he drawled out, grabbing Wukong by the chin and turning his head, "Those eye bags are looking pretty atrocious."
Monkey king growled through his teeth. He shoved Macaque away, anger flaring up and face prickling. "Why the hell are you even talking to me right now?! To mock me? To piss me off?" he burst out, letting his anger get the best of him. Why was he getting so worked up about this?
Surprisingly, Macaque looked guilty. He smacked a hand on his forehead and dragged it down his face. "I- I just... ugh. This isn't what I wanted," he said with a sigh, "I want to help you Wukong." A moment passed. "I'm..." he ground out, "I'm sorry. You just pissed me off with that old nickname. I lost my cool."
What? Wukong was sure he was still asleep at this point. Mac, wanting to help? And apologizing? Not possible.
He was going to promptly ignore whatever development that was.
"Why and how would you ever help me? With anything. Ever," he crossed his arms, tail flicking anxiously.
Dodging any and all of the implications from that statement, Macaque smirked, "Well I have an idea. But you'll have to extend some trust to me your majesty," he saw the doubt in Wukongs face and continued, "Its something we did as kids."
Well. Wukong couldn't think of anything they did as kids that was harmful. And he was so, so, tired.
"Fine," he decided. Was this a terrible mistake leading to his demise? Probably.
"I knew you'd come to your senses sometime, Wukong," underneath macaques laid-back persona he was really excited, "Just lay back down and let me work my magic."
So here Monkey King sat, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, in a bunk on an airship, weaker than he ever had been, and with his childhood friend turned mortal enemy clambering on top of him to supposedly help him with nightmares. He hadn't felt this ridiculous in a while.
"Just tell me if you want me to stop," Macaque looked down at Wukong, "I will. I promise."
Wukongs distrustful eyes continued to follow Macs every movement, watching as his hands lowered towards the Monkey Kings ears.
"What're you do-" as Macaque started fluttering his fingers around the shell of Wukongs ear, suddenly everything relaxed. "Oh," he breathed out.
The tight coil of his irritation, anxiety, and stubbornness was being loosened and replaced with butterflies in his stomach and the urge to titter.
Despicable.
Macaque let out a snicker "Damn Wukong, I guess we called it your 'melt spot' for a reason. I forgot how much you like this," he smirked, testing the waters for teasing most likely. Suprised by the lack of verbal response on Wukongs end he continued, "You dont have anything to say about that?"
No Wukong did not. I mean think of what it looked like! Here he was desperately fighting a dorky smile off his face, squirming, and holding onto Macs wrists uselessly. And by the feeling of his face he was probably blushing too. Gods. He hadn't blushed in literally two hundred years.
So no. He had no comment. He just clamped his mouth shut and turned his head to the side so he didnt have to look at Macaques stupid smirking face.
"Wow. Never thought I'd see you speechless," he started with a grin and let it drop, "But you cant just leave me out to dry now Wukong! Laugh! Smile! Something!"
He was met only with silence and a then a shake of the head. Mac was too impatient for this. In his attempt to help he had apparently made Wukong take some kind of vow of silence or some shit. A playful one, but still annoying.
He knew Wukong liked having his ears touched, but Mac was getting bored. So he let his hands inch down to the other monkeys ribs and just lightly scratch scratch at the skin there. Giving a little pinch to his bottom rib for good measure, and being rewarded with actual laughter!
"Glad to see you're not a corpse."
"Eep! Mahac nohoho..." Wukong giggled out protest half heartedly and somewhat sleepily. Seems like now that he was a little more relaxed the lack of sleep was catching up with him. Macaque couldn't help but let out a snort at that. "Yeah you sound real torn up about it, bud. And was that an 'Eep'? Seriously?" he chuckled out.
"Shuhut ihit! Ihihit wahahsnt!" Wukong denied through his bubbling laughter, and being flustered made things tickle more, and thinking about that made him more flustered so he was sort of stuck here. And Macaque was barely even teasing him at all.
But this was kind of...nice? He hadn't felt this relaxed and, well, safe in a long time. And it was just so easy to sink into that feeling. Let someone else take care of things for once. Even if he didnt really deserve it.
"So you're telling me I can make Monkey King, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, squeak like a little mouse if I just do this?" he teased, giving Wukongs ribs another pinch.
And he was rewarded with another little squeak.
"Eep! Ohohoh mhyhy gohohod! Ihihim nhohot a mouhououse! Ihi- Ihih- Ihih!" Wukong decided to give up on talking and just fling his hands onto his face.
"Wow, you are really get worked up about this huh? Well, the goal was to make you relax, not die so I'll lay off a little bit. Chill."
Even though it's really cute.
Aaand why was Wukong looking at him like that. Oh. Oh you gotta be kidding. He accidentally said that out loud?
He looked at Monkey King, who had lowered his hands and was just. Staring.
Yeah he accidentally said that out loud. Shit shit shit. "Eheh. Sorry, I promise I'll lay off now," the black furred monkey said, ignoring the warmth growing on his own face.
In an attempt to distract from his little blunder, he brought his hands down to Wukongs stomach and lightly scribbled there.
And once again Monkey King was lost in giggles and titters and now he was actually feeling really sleepy.
"Feeling tired?" Macaque asked, seeing his companions blinks becoming slower and his giggles quieting down a little.
"Mmheheheh...nohoho," immediately followed by a yawn.
Macaque hadn't seen this side of Sun Wukong in a long time. He was childish, but never this way. He honestly looked more like some kind of puppy or cat than a monkey at this point. He knew it was just because of how incredibly sleep deprived Wukong was right now though. It was honestly kind of bittersweet, reminding him of all that he lost after he was left behind. Even though he was trying to fix things, he knew it would never be the same.
Suddenly he was pulled out of his thoughts by a steady thump thump thump on the bedsheets.
Wukongs tail was wagging.
He felt an involuntary grin spreading across his face at the sight.
Wukong was asleep, tail wagging, taking deep, slow breaths, with a smile on his face.
Macaque took in the result of his hard work and was about to dip into one of the shadows to get off of the sleeping monkey without waking him up when he felt a tug on his arm.
"Mmmno. Stay," he mumbled sleepily.
"Uuhm. I don't know if that's such a good idea Wukong...Woah!" Macaque yelped as he was tugged down to a laying position on the bed, monkey king wrapped around him like some kind of monkey-koala hybrid. "You're stayin," the other monkeys voice was distorted both from sleepiness and the fact that his face was mushed up against Macaques shoulder.
Oh well. They would figure everything out in the morning. For now, macaque would let himself enjoy the warm feeling nestling in his chest and climbing up his cheeks, while it lasted.
" ...don't hate you Mango," he heard murmered as he fell asleep.
"I dont hate you either, Peaches," he whispered back.
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elliotthedork · 2 years
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Not sure if it was me, but could you please do something with Lee Wukong getting chased by Ler Macaque?
Hello! Once again i deeply apologize about accidentally posting the first time when it was unfinished but i hope you like the fic!
Ler: Macaque, brief Wukong at the start
Lee: Wukong, brief Mk at the start
(Light spoliers for the end of season 3!)
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Things have been slowly going back to normal since the defeat of the Lady Bone Demon
Pigsy opened up his noodle shop, and Mei continued her samadhi fire training with Red Son
Mk and Sun Wukong had also continued their normal training. Except now another monkey had joined them
Sence LBD's defeat, Macaque and Wukong had started re-building their relationship, it was a slow process but it was a start
Mk and Monkey King trained on the same fruit mountain they always trained on, with Macaque standing under a tree watching the two train about 50 feet away from him
Macaque allowed himself to think about his new life, reuniting with an old friend and a new student. While it was something he was going to have to get used to, Macaque certainly didn't mind the change
Macaque snapped out of his thoughts when a quick motion caught his attention. It was Wukong hoisting Mk off the ground with his tail, what Wukong did next suprised Macaque completely
Wukong started tickling Mk's ribs
As Mac was staring at this sight, Macaque reminded himself of when he and Wukong were kids and they would have their fun little tickle fights with one another
"MAHAHAQUE HEHHELP!!" Mk shrieked out when Monkey King started scribbling on his tummy
Wukong stopped dead in his tracks when he heard the other monkey's name. Macaque and Wukong stared at one another for a brief moment, before Wukong made a good idea of dropping Mk and making a run for it into the forest, knowing what Macaque was planning
Macaque smirked a devilish smile on his face as he started running close behind Wukong. Mk sat up from where he was dropped and watched the two monkey's run into the forest with amusement
Wukong had already started swinging from tree to tree with his tail in an attempted to get as far away from Macaque as he could. But the Mac was still close behind
"OHHHH WUKONG!" Macaque shouted out to Monkey king. Which made him run faster then he ever had ran before.
After about 5 minutes of running, Wukong stopped on top of a high tree when he thought he was far away from Macaque. However...just as he started to catch his breath, a shadow portal appeared right behind him
Wukong let out a shriek as he felt two arms wrap around his torso and pull him into the portal. Next thing Monkey king knew, he was layed on his stomach with his arms pinned to his back. He found himself in the same place he started
Mk shot up at the sight of Mac pinning down Wukong. Mk wanted to reach out to Wukong to save him. But he knew that what Macaque was about to to was nothing more then playful revenge
Macaque used his dark black tail to hold down Wukong's arms. And without warning, Macaque started skittering along Wu's sides. A mischievous smile across his face
"MAHAHAQUE WHAHAHY!!!" Wukong shrieked as he felt the ticking sensation all along his body
"Revenge" Macaque said keeping it plain and simple. He wanted to focus on ticking Wukong until his brain was mush, not chit chat
"BHUHUHUT I WASN'T EHEHEHEVN THE ONE TIHIHIKLING YOHOHOU!!!" Monkey king laughed out in protest
"Im doin it for the kids' sake, also last i checked, the last time we had a tickle fight i lost sooo..." Macaque replied in a snarky tone, now moving upward to Wukong's ribs
"YOHOHU ARE SOHOHOHO ANOYYING!!!" Wukong cried out. He was now kicking his legs trying to escape Macaque's grip
"Alright alright I'll let ya off the hook this time" Macaque said as he slowed the tickling to stop and released his tail off of Wukong's arms. "But dont expect me to be this nice next time"
"C'mon kid, lets let your mentor rest up, its tine for me to train ya. And dont worry, i won't tickle you if ya screw up" Macaque said as he put an arm around Mk and walked to another spot for them to train. Macaque's last comment earned a chuckle from Mk
Wukong layed on grass on his stomach cursing Macaque under his breath
But dont worry
He will get his revenge
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I hope you enjoyed the fic! Sorry for taking so long to complete it, school has been kicking me in the butt but i hope you still liked it!
REMINDER THAT MY REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN! Just read my rules!
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annaberunoyume · 4 months
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Imagine Giant!Reader petting and tickling the LMK cast like kittens in their arms...Ao Lie would totally let himself be touched while Red Son would eventually give up after fussing and burning Y/N. And Wukong and MK would totally enjoy it.
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shootsun · 2 years
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@skellebonez you wrote a ficlet with the prompt "stop kissing me, it tickles!" And HELLO? It was So Cute?!
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siixkiing · 1 year
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@dxwnxdusk​ { ☯ }
Shit he's been found out. That's fine. Tickle attack then.
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“ — ?!”
A surprised noise leaves the Monkey King’s mouth as he is suddenly tackled over by the other simian. Soon erupting into fits of laughter as the shadow decides to commence with a sudden and unexpected tickle attacks. Knowing JUST which spots on the sage’s body to exploit.
“D-Dusk st-aaaaahphahaha — !!”
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mikhaelchange · 2 years
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Confession between tickles - Shadowpeach
Lee! Macaque - Ler! Wukong
- C'mon Macaque ~ I know you wanna laugh ~ -, Wukong continued to tease him, stroking the feather up and down his neck making him shiver and wiggle to get away from that ticklish contact. He didn't know how long he could resist that rythm, but he had to try at all costs to keep his mouth shut and not laugh. Monkey King from his part was having oh so much fun torturing his youngest brother. He could have simply overcome his stubbornness with magic, but teasing him like that was far more fun. - You know that I can always change the spot to tickle, right? After all I just have to choose between your ticklish little tummy or your sensitive armpits. I wonder which one will make you crack in the end ~ -, he pretended to think about it, turning the feather in his fingers and watching his prisoner fidget even more as he tried to free himself from the ropes that held him in place, - Sooo... I guess we can start with the tummy! Cootchie Cootchie coo ~ -, he passed the feather all along Macaque sensitive skin, making him whine and jolt everytime he swirled the point of it in his bellybutton, - Would you look at that! Looks like someone is veeery ticklish here! What's the matter? The poor little demon cannot stand a light tickle tickle tickling session? -, he blew malevolently in his six ears, giggling in turn at seeing the other monkey's twisted expression as he tried to hold back the laughter; the poor demon was trying with all his might to stop himself from givin 'in, but Wukong was making it very difficult: already the tickle was almost unbearable, if he started teasing him even with words it wouldn't last long. Damn him and that stupid bet!
Confession between tickles - HoneyNeechan - Xi You Ji | Journey to the West - Wu Cheng'en [Archive of Our Own]
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ghm00n · 8 months
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Wukong loves tickling Macaque and being the reason for that precious smile, she really likes his smile.
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Pastdowpeach:3
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tastybluesprite · 1 year
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Can I get some Lee Wukong n some Ler Macaque?
Punishment
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THANKS FOR SENDING!!! This was so much fun to write!!! I love lee Wukong with my whole heart and soul. I just absolutely love these monkey dorks so much. Also I was too tired to proofread this so pliz excuse any mistakes lol. Hope you like it!!!
Warnings: Tickling, so if that’s not your cup of tea just lee scrolling. Otherwise, just lots and lots of fluff :)
Summery: Wukong pulls a prank on Macaque. Chaos ensues.
“GET BACK HERE WUKONG!!!” The dark haired Monkey demon yelled as he chased after the sage through his cave for a home. The Monkey King, being his usual trickster self, decided he was bored and wanted to pull a prank on his beloved friend Macaque.
Obviously Macaque didn’t take too kindly to this. He was merely minding his business when Wukong had snuck up on him and set a baby monkey friend onto him, crawling around him under his clothing and basically tickling him senseless, until Wukong decided he’s had enough and summoned the monkey off him.
Macaque took this ordeal as a challenge.
Wukong almost made it to a hiding spot in the cave that Macaque couldn’t get him from, when Macaque had jumped on him before he could escape.
They wrestled for a bit on the floor, until Macaque, with the strength of rage on his side, he managed to overcome the latter, straddling him and pinning his hands above his head.
“Any last words, your annoyingness?”
“I-ihit’s your highness to you ahahactually…” Wukong snarked back at him, already breaking with anticipatory giggles.
Macaque shrugged. His funeral.
He suddenly began digging into his side, causing Wukong to convulse and erupt into giggles as he tried desperately to squirm away. “Nononohoho Mahahacahahaque whahahait!!!”
Macaque smirked. “Did you seriously forget just how ticklish you are? Should’ve thought about that before you decided to bother me.”
He moved to his belly, causing his laughter to increase as the black haired monkey began gently digging into it.
“MAHahahaCAhahaque dohohohont ihihim sohohohrry!!!” Wukong cried through his laughter, which became uncontrollable.
“Sorry, huh? Nah. You’re a repeat offender, so clearly you need more intense punishment to get the message into your pea brain not to mess with me again.”
Macaque then drilled into the monkeys ribs, causing him to explode into cackles, his squirming becoming more desperate.
“NOHOHO PLEHEHEASE!!!” Wukong cried. In truth, his ribs weren’t even that bad. Under different conditions, he might’ve even been able to tolerate it.
However he knew now Macaques plan and where this was going, and he didn’t like it.
“What’s wrong? Don’t want me going higher?” Macaque teased, watching Wukong noticeably freak out more as he moved his free, non Wukong pinning hand little higher up.
He slowly moved his hands directly under the sages armpits just on the topmost rib, taking extra care to drill deeply.
By now Wukongs cackles became hysterical, drumming his feet on the floor behind Macaque.
“PLEHEHEHAHAHASE DOHOHONT DOHOHO IHIHIT!!!”
Macaque shot him a smirk that Wukong would be able to clearly process for the last time until his doom, and then Macaque, suddenly letting go of Wukongs hands, shoving both of his own hands into his underarms.
Wukong slammed his arms down, gluing them to his side. The shriek he had let out was loud enough to wake a village. But most importantly, he was gone. Macaque finally broke him.
“AHAHAHAHAHA MAHAHAHACAHA *SNRK* STAHAHAHHAHHHAHA”
Macaque chuckled at the sight of it. Wukong was completely flushed and twisting around violently, trying to escape the hands as he gripped Macaques wrists tightly. His mouth was opened in a face slitting smile as he laughed his heart out. Macaque couldn’t help but laugh a little himself. The great sages laughter was too contagious!
Although Wukong was immortal and so didn’t need to worry about breathing, Macaque figured he was looking pretty tired, so he figured he had enough.
When he finally stopped the tickling, Wukong hugged himself tightly, as to protect himself from any further attacks.
“Yohou okay, ya big baby..?” He teased, poking at the monkeys cheek.
Wukong was a puddle of giggles as Macaque patted at his arms, trying to calm him down.
“Ihihihim ohohokahahay….” The giggly monkey slurred.
“Did you learn your lesson?” Macaque asked the giggle puddle.
“Nohoho prohomihisehes… AHHAHA SOHOHREHEY!!” Wukong flinched and burst into squeaky tired laughter when Macaque poked his side.
“Ohohkay! Ohohkay…” He exclaimed with a chuckle. “Ihim done I promise.” He finally got off him, allowing Wukong to curl up tighter.
Macaque noticed Wukong fall asleep and he smiled softly to himself at the sight. He was too adorable for words.
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gaybananabread · 2 years
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for tickletober, could you do 25 with lee!macaque and ler!wukong? no pressure tho!!
Absolutely! Sorry this came out later than normal, school got in the way.
Lee: Macaque
Ler: Wukong
Summary: Macaque's craving attention, and Wukong makes sure he gets his fill.
Warnings: slight swearing. This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!
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"MACAQUE!"
The soaking wet Monkie King stormed down the hallway, searching for the mischievous culprit. Mac had been pulling pranks all week, including an automatic water balloon launcher outside Wukong's bedroom. He was pissed, to say the least.
He used his powers to dry his fur, leaving it poofed up. "Dang it." He tried to smooth it out, but his efforts just made it worse. "Macaque is so getting it.
Mac's other jokes had consisted of flipping his bedroom upside-down, leaving clingy shadow clones in his closet, and switching all his clothes out with pink bunnie onesies. This was the last straw, and the king was out for revenge.
The simian in question was hiding out in his room, creeping in a nearby shadow. He was silently laughing to himself, fist-bumping the shadow clone that set off the launcher. He was confident he wouldn't be caught, and with a few compliments, he would be out of any and all trouble.
He was wrong.
*BAM* "Gotcha!"
He yelped, startled by the slammed door, and fell into the light, looking up at an angry Wukong. "O-oh, hey Peaches. Your fur looks great, you do something new with it?" "That is IT!"  He was scooped up by the monkey and tossed over his shoulder. "Hey! Put me down!"
Mac was ignored, and promptly tossed on his bed. Wukong followed, straddling him. "You are such a jerk! You've played all these annoying pranks, and for what? To mess with me?" He laughed nervously. "Oh come on, you know they were fun! And you're not hurt, so no harm done! Now just let me up, and we can watch a movie or som-" "That's it! You want attention!"
He froze, tensing under Wukong's grip. Shit. Just the realization he wasn't looking for. "Whahat? No, I was just- you know- havin' fun!" He scoffed. "Yeah, no. You only piss me off when you want attention. And considering everything you did, you must be pretty needy. Maybe, ya know, asking would help."
Nah, too much work. "But, doesn't matter. I've got the perfect idea. You get attention, and I get some revenge." He put his hands on Mac's sides, tapping his fingers. He squirmed around fighting a smile. A blush crept onto his face, dusting his cheeks a lively pink.
"Awe, you're blushing! That is so cute! Now try and smile!" As soon as he said those words, the corners of Macaque's mouth twitched upward, receiving a coo from the king. It shouldn't be that easy, but it was. He had him pegged; he wanted attention all week. He didn't want to ask. And he wasn't opposed to this method either. He just wished that the teasing was gone.
"Cohome on!" He arched a brow, smirking. "Come on what? Come on and tickle me? Come on and turn me into a puddle of cute laughter? Come on and make me admit you're right? Gotta be specific, bud." Said simian groaned, giggles lacing his defeat. He knew that he had to ask, but he REALLY didn't want to. The teases were already getting to him, and asking would make everything worse. Damn it.
"Cahan- can youpleasetickleme?" His face was ruby red, spreading from the tips of his ears down to his neck. "Sorry, what was that? Gotta speak up, Plum." That got him kicked, but it was worth it to see the look on Mac's face. "Can you plehease ti-tickle me?" As the words left his mouth, wiggly fingers descended on his ribs, scratching at every bone.
Mac burst into happy, unrestrained laughter. He had been craving this feeling all week, and it was like like giving alcohol to an alcoholic. It tickled really bad, but it felt so good.
"WUHUKOHOHONG!" He tweaked a bad spot, causing the monkey below him to shriek. "Yeeeees?" Before he could answer, one hand dove into his armpit, and laughter was all he could manage. "Huh, guess it was nothing."
When the tickle assault paused, Mac drank in some much needed air, giggling away the phantom tickles spreading on his torso. "Ready for round 2?" He looked up at Wukong, breathing in a few more times before nodding.
"Let's try up here." He hovered his fingers over Mac's neck, causing him to scrunch up his shoulders. "Thahat's not fair. It's a bahad spot!" He sighed. "Well, I guess I could go somewhere else, like your thighs. Get that spot riiight in the back that makes you scream. It woul-" "Fine! Juhuhust- just get ihit over with!"
Fingers glided across his neck, and he melted into the touch as his tailed thumped against the bed. His hiccupy giggling filled the room. "Music to my ears!" When he moved up to Mac's ears, the giggles started jumping around in pitch.
"WuhukoHOHOng! *snort* IHIHIT- it's so BAHAHAHAD!" The king gasped, a smile appearing on his face. "Did you just snort? That is so cute! Do it again!" He scratched along the shell of his ear, awarded with another snort and some squeaky giggles.
Macaque was lost in a world of giggles and snorts. The feeling was amazing, and he loved spending time with the other monkey, though he'd never admit it. This was the happiest he'd been in weeks.
Wukong admired his work. Mac was a breathless, blushy mess. The blush on his face was a fiery red, enveloping his and ears. While this was one of his favorite sights ever, he knew that the ravenette was spent. He stopped the tickling, instead using his hands to rub at Mac's ears, soothing the phantom tickles.
As soon as we was released, Mac curled in on himself, giggling away the remaining tingles. Behind him, his tail subconsciously intertwined with Wukong's. Said monkey lied down next to him, snuggling up. They cuddled on the bed, both happy with how the day had gone.
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miffysrambles · 7 months
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You can make a s/o who finds Macaque and everything about him so attractive and handsome? According to s/o he is perfect and extremely handsome even their s/o told them once "I wouldn't hesitate to listen to you even if you talk 24/7, I love your voice" says it is
Macaque With an S/O Who Tells Him He's Handsome
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Despite his cocky outward personality, he genuinely thinks you’re fucking with him at first.
Really? You think he’s attractive? As in a demon like him?
Blasphemy…
However, if you keep repeating it and complimenting him, he actually starts to feel better about himself and his appearance.
So when you complimented his voice, his face and six ears flushed red as he grinned.
“Really now? Well then, guess I’ll just have to keep talking your ear off huh sweet cheeks?” 
He spoke low into your ear, making a shiver run down your spine as his vocals tickled the inside of your ear.
This made him chuckle as he kissed your cheek.
Call him handsome?
Ohhh man…
You two were getting ready for a date as he was fixing his shirt collar in the mirror, your eyes were glued to him as you took in every detail of your monkey demon boyfriend. 
The way his tail flickered whenever he focused on something, the way his nose scrunched up, and his eyes…
Good Gods his eyes…
You could look into them forever…
He noticed you were staring as he turned around and raised his eyebrow with a smirk,
“See something you like sugarplum?”
You were pulled out of your love-sick state as his voice caught you off guard.
You smirked back of course, “Why as a matter of fact I do, I see a handsome monkey right in front of me.”
Your flirt caught him off guard in return as his face flushed, his tail froze and his ears perked up.
He softly laughed as he had a big grin on his face, “Didn’t know you had that in you sugarplum, guess I’ll have to flirt with you more often…”
Oh, his heart is racing by the way, trying his best to show how flustered he really was.
Overall, please tell him how handsome and attractive he is to you!
He appreciates it so much…
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tohot4u · 8 months
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This fragile thing
shattered/weapon prompt
Macaque's heart had always been a fragile thing.  
Far before the Lady Bone demon confined his soul into a frosty prison of a bitter memory. Much farther than when the gears in his chest churned to a stop. 
It had alway been treated with the utmost care,you see. 
Skittish and mistreated,his heart would wither,faulted in its beats. His shadows,of course,cocooned it in gentle strands of darkness. Leaving him…more susceptible to the natural world. His body of more mortal means.  
The moon's soft caresses are his only saving grace. For when the moon shined brightly,high up in the midnight sky. His shadows would grow-and oh-it was amazing and he felt so energized. And he was never afraid of what could harm him
When night was about he could breathe-he could run,he could chase the clouds and tumble down grassy hills. Inhaling the sunny fragrance from the flowers,without ever stepping into the burning light of day.
So of course,of course he didn’t know any better when he ran into playmate- one fateful night. 
He was the essence of what he hated,yet his touch had never once burned him. No bruises or bursts of weariness. No yearning for sleep even if he had just awoken.  
He was everything macaque hated-and everything he ever wanted.  
It was one night-then two. A few more or so before he was convinced to join his little adventures. Only a couple of days before he was cuddling up close to the ‘king’.  Every emotion and feeling ever so carefully logged in the back of his mind.
Anger,and soft,jittery rattling would echo. Cry,and it would quiver. Laughing would tickle,wonderful tingles coursing through his bones. Worry and it would shake,edging on painful.
Love    
Now that was the most dangerous-most fatal one.
That sticky,tainted sugary feeling he knew best to avoid. And for a time,had never any interest.   
For if he loved, he would surely shatter.  
But then- 
The sun smiled so warmly upon him. Basking him with such an overwhelming presence-he could do nothing but melt within-  
Surely-
 That could not be true! Not entirely true!
For if the sun loved him as much as he did the moon- 
If his heart were to surely shatter- 
Then the pieces of his heart would scatter across the night. Vibrant crystals like stars etching their names forever in the sky. 
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