Various Lego Monkie Kid x GN Muichiro Reader. Mk x Reader. ______________________________ ❝𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒆.❞ 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙔 𝙈𝙀𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙎| They were found at the verge of death and was saved, yet they lost their memories. However, meeting a few people changed their morals and thoughts. What adventures awaits our protagonist? Read to find out. ________________________________ ╰┄➣© LMK & KNY belongs to its rightful owners. ╰┄➣© I don't own any of the artworks. ╰┄➣©Original idea belongs to aishavity.

LMK x Reader. Sun Wukong x Female Macaque Reader. ______________________________ ❝𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑠, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑐𝒉𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑠. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝒉 𝐼'𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑.❞ 𝙈𝙔 𝙈𝙊𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏| Your past life was pushed back after that incident. However, when you met him, that old love surfaced. With these new adventures, you started to fall more for him. Would you give him a second chance? Read to find out. _______________________________ ╰┄➣© I don't own LMK. ╰┄➣© Artworks doesn't belong to me. ╰┄➣© Original idea belongs to Aishavity.

Lego Monkie Kid x Female Baby Monkey Reader. __________________________ ❝𝑴𝒂𝒎𝒂!❞ 𝙀𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙| No one knew about your existence, not until the world approached its end. What if Mk wasn't the only one to sacrifice him? What if there was someone else that must be with him in order to save the world and his friends. Who is this child and what's her effect on this adventure? Read to find out! _________________________ ╰┄➣© LMK belongs to its rightful owner. ╰┄➣© I don't own any of the artworks. ╰┄➣© Original idea belongs to Aishavity.

Sun Wukong & Macaque x Nezuko Reader _______________________________ ❝Mmm hmm!!❞ 𝘿𝙀𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙄𝘾 𝙇𝙊𝙏𝙐𝙎| Everyone thought that the flesh-eating demons were extinguished, but only one demon has survived throughout the year. However, one kid found her and two monkeys took interest in her. What would happen to her? Read to find out. _________________________________ ╰┄➣©I don't own Demon Slayer or Monkie Kid. ╰┄➣©Any artwork belongs to its rightful artists. ╰┄➣©Original idea belongs to RobenChan3.

Macaque x Mitsuri Reader. _________________________________ ❝My heart would never flutter for those who needlessly hurt others!❞ 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙔 𝘿𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙔| She was a regular visitor to the theater and fan of his stories. He never knew that his heart would flutter for a human after all those years. Would he accept this love? What adventures wait the two? Read to find out. ___________________________________ ╰┄➣©LMK & KNY belong to their rightful owners. ╰┄➣©I don't own any of the artwork. ╰┄➣©Original idea belongs to RobenChan3.

Husbands Sun Wukong & Macaque x Wife Uzui Tengen Reader. _______________________________ ❝Starting now, things are going to get real flashy!❞ 𝙁𝙇𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙔 𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙊𝙒𝙋𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃| Nobody knew that the Great Sage and the Shadow Master have a wife, but she's not any wife. She is the lady of flamboyance, Uzui Y/N! What chaos awaits this wild family? Read to find out! _________________________________ ╰┄➣©I don't own LMK & KNY. ╰┄➣©Any artwork belongs to its rightful artist. ╰┄➣©Original idea belongs to RobenChan3.

Most group of friends have trios, like two boys and one girl. So what if Wukong and Macaque had another friend. Another that just wanted to break the chains from her responsibilities and just have fun. Another that knew what about the fight between Wukong and Macaque. But was sealed away by Wukong himself for thousands of years. Until one day, that seal is weakened, leaving the demoness a chance to free herself from the lonesome prison. Searching through the streets of metropolis, she bumps into a young boy with the trace of a growing power within. That being the boy, named MK. And on that day. He had found a mother figure.

Gilded Memories Book 2 [SHORT STORY] ☆Bloomers Award 2023-2024 Participant☆ ☆COMPLETE 2024☆ A man afraid to speak his heart. A woman who cannot express hers with words. An odd pair, perhaps-but the king has his own way of loving his beloved Lilibeth. The old-fashioned way. Letters. He pours his thoughts onto paper, inked with the weight of all he cannot say aloud. Page by page, his emotions take shape-tender, reverent, sincere. And Lilibeth, ever patient, reads each letter with a quiet smile. She keeps them close, tucking them into a jar beside her bed, where they rest among his other missives. There, she can revisit his love again and again-each word a soft echo of his soul. To others, this way of loving may seem outdated. Uninspired. A relic of a slower, forgotten time. But as the old saying goes, "Old is gold. " And gold endures. Just like a treasured heirloom passed through generations, or a fading photograph that still holds warmth-his letters are steeped in something timeless. They are his heart. Old, golden, and ever hers. My Dearest Lilibeth, You kept them, didn't you? I'm glad. I don't mind writing to you, my dear. In fact, I could write you a thousand times more-just to tell you how much you mean to me. You, a woman who blooms like springtime, gentle and wild. I still wonder how a reckless, war-stained soul like mine ever found his way to you-and how you loved me so kindly in return. A woman blooming so softly... Let me love you the vintage way: Letters for my words. Flowers for my heart. My dear Lilibeth, I hope to see you again. And if I do, I promise-I'll send you letters once agai- "Hey, Monkey King. Who are you writing to?" A boy in a red bandana flopped down beside his mentor, sipping from a juice box. Wukong looked at him, then smiled gently. "It's for my dear Lilibeth." - [Gilded Memories] My Dear Lilibeth [Sun Wukong]

Gilded Memories Book 4 [Short story] ☆Vintage Glamour|Mini Awards Blurb Brilliance [2025] 2nd Place Winner☆ ☆Vintage Glamour|Mini Awards Participant [2025]☆ When he escapes from the clutches of the Ladybone demon, the last thing he plans to do is stop getting involved with creepy things-especially if they resemble eerie women. That much is certain. But on one fateful day, the spotlights flickered on, one by one, as he watched the actors stand motionless, waiting for the cue of the Guzheng. Their flashy costumes shimmered under the lights, and their faces were painted with striking white, black, and red eyeshadow. The opera burst to life, the audience captivated as the story unfolded through the actors' vibrant performances. Yet his gaze was drawn to one figure in particular. Behind the actors, as they sang and danced, sat a woman unlike any other, positioned beside the musicians. And that was the strangest part. The Bride was not part of the opera. -Paper Bride [Six Eared Macaque]