I wanted to put in a request! I really love your writing style and wanted to ask.
If you could maybe do LMK Wukong and mountain/forest spirit reader? Its like an enemies to lovers like situation, where readers is a forest or mountain spirit that lives on Flower and Fruit and has to deal with Wukong and his monkeys either messing up the plants and trees with all they’re fighting or just how often they mess around. Wukong not being a fan of rules or any sort of natural order of course disregards readers warnings and threats.
Though the two eventually fall in love with how often the two saw eachother. Bonus points if reader gets physically hurt or bruised from the mountain getting destroyed which guilts Wukong a bit to be more gentle. Of course thats only if you want!!
The ideas been in my head and I wanted to share, thank you so so much if you actually respond!! Happy writing!!!!
Sry this doesn't really feel romantic or like a full story this request is one of those request that you just want to keep writing forever and ever, like it literally could be a premise for a fanfic it was such a good request and I'm probably going to think about it all night (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) I think I did a ok job knowing I haven't written anything for months
Your days have been filled with travel, viewing the vast world, breathing in the winds of nature; it's all part been a amazing of your life ever since you became a spirit. The very land you walk on grows ever lasting flowers to bring hope upon others that walk your path.
Many years have withered you down to the simplest form; wandering mountain after mountain to find a resting place filled with wonderful orchards of flowers; soon you found yourself at Flower Fruit Mountain.
The sight, the smell, the winds of everlasting life, you've found yourself a paradise; bubbles formed in your eyes at the sight of such beauty. You walked merely a few steps on the dirt pathway leading up the mountain before you stumbled upon a few monkeys they had no I'll will towards you, only curiosity. "Hello there" you waved a small smile as they huddled around you, wrapping you in their warmth. The monkeys guided you through the roaring curtain of the waterfall, their small hands tugging at your clothes until you stepped into a vast, hidden cavern. But the peaceful paradise you expected was instantly shattered.
A golden figure came hurdling through the air, smashing face-first into a pile of magical artifacts. He sat up, rubbing his nose, a brilliant, cocky grin on his face.
"Whoa! Watch the armor, bud!" he yelled to no one in particular, before his golden eyes locked onto you.
You froze. You had survived centuries of wandering, endured fierce storms, and finally found a sanctuary of everlasting flowers—only to find it inhabited by the most reckless, chaotic deity in the Three Realms: Sun Wukong.
He blinked, tilting his head. "Huh. You're not a monkey. What brings a tired spirit like you to my mountain?"
He didn't kick you out. In fact, after hearing how the storms of the mortal world had withered you down, he shrugged, bit into a peach, and told you to make yourself at home. But 'home' came with a price: dealing with him.
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"Wukong!! I am tired of asking you this! Be more mindful when training, fighting, and just flat-out existing!" You huffed looking at him, then the destruction where an orchard used to be; now replaced with smoke and debris, then back at him. It's been a few years since you've started living on the mountain, and it's become an important place to you even when you hate to admit it; you've grown to become protective of the inhabitants.
The great sage Fericly landed in front of you crushing the debris and soil in his path from the sheer power that was radiating off him. He leaned on his staff casually waiting for your banter to be at least Halfway done. unfazed by the damage he caused he merely smirked and said "Relax, butterfly! The trees will grow back. Magic soil, remember? you should've seen that flip I just did. Totally flawless." He gestured with his hands to emphasize his point desmising your worries again.
(Idk if that's true and yes I made him say butterfly because I'm sick and tired of hearing peaches, peaches, peaches 😒)
"Those flowers took three decades to bloom! You can't just destroy through history like this!" His smirk softens, noticing your genuine distress. He sighs, tossing a perfectly ripe peach into your hands. "Alright, alright. Look, I'll avoid the eastern ridge tomorrow. Deal?."
"...Deal" you replied back with a faint smile at his attempt to make peace.
