☕︎♡just My Kind Of Coffee♡☕︎ sun wukong x reader

A miracle is a misfortune in hiding.

You sat on a rock,so far,so far from everyone..

Eyes closed. mouth shut. dreams gone.

Where do we all go when we die..?

Do we fall like macaque..? Or do we rise like rose.. oh wait...we don't talk about rose, oh no no,we never talk about rose

Voice 2:she was evil!
Voice 6:she hurt us!

Voice 1:no she didn't?

Voice 2:shh!

Voice 4:the play is starting....

Imagine, school busses parked so perfectly they have to leave in single file,but a shadow is cast over the sun..

People panick,scream,but you'd be lucky to even run...

Those who bickering were shot killed

A doom was coming.....coming for

You.

The only thing you can do is find.......your true self...unlock the book..unlock You.

You barely lift an eyelid and shift your eyes too move to see,a black void...

"Hello?.." you don't have strength to move,morning muscles.

White eyes flashed at you,you moved a bit back,your arms felt like static tv's

They eyes came closer to you,seeming to move higher everytime they did.

An arm reached out and pulled you up

"Hello." They replied sounding calm,a blue sliver melted through their eye

"Do you know where we are..?"

"Inside of you." A hand reached out and pointed at you,lightly touching your chest

You stepped back "me?" Doing the same hand motion they did pushing onto your chest

"Yes,you." They walked out of the darkness,a child,you as a child

You looked down,they seemed to be scarred,around their brain area,and matured.

They touched around a part of the void,and it flicked,into a screen of you talking with mk and pigsy about what the plan will be

You wondered why you weren't in your body

"This is where I watch everything,it was getting boring,I'm glad you're here now."

You looked down at them,now sitting on a couch

You looked up and saw a ceiling

"Sorry for it being pitch black before,it's not often I get visitors,and I've gotten used to the dark."

It looked like a house,you went to the door "I wouldn't leave,not right now." You looked back at them "I learned that the hard way." You tilted your head and walked over to the couch

"This is the only way I can talk to you,as your thoughts." You looked at them a snap in your neck (Like a Crack ª)

"Theres different versions of me,some of them hate you,and work against you,telling you things at night." ..... "mean things." .....

You sat down and changed the channel,it was your past actions.

You changed it again,younger you disappeared,as it went into your childhood.

You saw some trauma,then changed the channel,maybe that's the scars on the forehead

Then you thought about it 'I don't usually get VISITORS' what did she mean by Visitors,am I gonna leave soon?

I hope I do,I need to figure out how to save my friends,

I wondered,is this a dream?...

If so,it's a weird one.

~time skip~

I walked into the guest room and fell on the bed thoughts tracing around my head,while nothing being in my head.

Is this really real,am I stuck....

Did 'visitors' mean anything,or was it just a filler for 'new roomate'..

Nothing really seemed to line up,and pushed my head into the pillows as I fell asleep.

"Sleep is usless" a orange version of, child you,sat on the bed looking at you

"No it isnt..?" Tou sat up and looked at them,sleppyness stuck in your eyes

"H,2,5,6" a voice seemingly coming from the walls recited

The orange version was pushed out the way bye your child self just before you became a teenager,possibly your inner child

They had a bunch of scars,not just on their head,but on their ears,mouth,and stomach,they wore a cropped t-shirt and smiled happily at you

They were pink,a rose pink,nice and pink,not to mention a bit transparent

They hugged you and smiled even more,you felt a smile creep up on your face

"Whats the future like?" They happily let go and sat beside you

"Its...bad" you felt the smile leave you as memories wiped over you

"Oh..well,atleast you don't have to worry and more.!" They tried to comfort you,it made you feel bad,a poor child has to comfort you because you can't man up (not meant to mean gender wise)

You patted them on the head and walked over to the door of the room "I'm gonna,go watch tv.." you left the room,feeling sad,and disappointed

You sat down on the couch and turned on the TV,it felt calming,you got up and went to the kitchen to grab some food..

You grabbed some popped popcorn and sat back on the couch

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You felt the book in your pocket,you pulled it out see that you were now transparent "I wish I knew how to leave.." your mood dropped more "it's not like their not nice to be around, but I miss my friends.."

"I just don't wanna be stuck."