#dark spicynoodleshipping

[purble-turble]

Here have some Demon King Red.. Been awhile since I drew this mad lad

In progress and sketches below cut~

[starsfic]

@purble-turble King Red X Brotherhood Alliance, Peng pov:

"To the happy couple!"

"To the happy couple!"

Years ago, it had been Sun Wukong to start off their parties together. He would raise a cup of whatever he was drinking- usually alcohol- and toast. He would toast the brotherhood, their friendship, each and every member. Despite Peng's dislike of him, they had to admit that it felt good to get a compliment from him during one of those silly little toasts. Especially if the party was bigger, similar to the one they now stood in front of.

"To the happy couple!" they repeated, holding up their goblet. Cheers and cries of joy echoed through the hall, goblets and food held up to add to the toast.

"To our new brother in arms, King Red!" The brat who solidified Brother Ox's betrayal, but who now served Azure as he deserved, who smiled happily. Without him, Azure would have surely died from absorbing the Jade Emperor's power.

"To our lovely groom, the heir of Flower Fruit Mountain!" Unlike his blushing spouse, this brat was staring off into space. He hadn't said a word since the walk to the altar. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he turned his head away from Azure.

Anyone else would feel pity for the blossoming disaster that the married "couple" actually was. Peng, however, had years of resentment and hatred. So, they took a sip of their wine and continued with their toast.

"May your marriage be as fruitful as the peach trees of Mt. Huaguo and as powerful as the flames of the Flaming Mountains!"

May their marriage burn down the legacies of the brothers who betrayed Peng and Azure.

[polese65]

Chapter 4th "Grandpas' war" Part 1/3 "Who is my little monkey?"

Wukong and Ember have a grandpa/granddaughter day.

[vegalocity]

Angst 7/24 as a continuation of that Demon King Red and TT MK fill?

Dialogue starters

7.“I love you.” “No you don’t”

24.“Let me go.”

The first fill in question

(The Demon King and TT timelines of course belong to @purble-turble)

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He wasn’t gonna lie, this was more challenging than he’d hoped. To go Mano a mano with the Evil King. Sure it seemed like the Evil King wasn’t trying to hurt him, and in fact was essentially on the defensive for the entire fight, but Xiaotian knew a little better than to think that he could drop his own guard and focus entirely on whaling on the source of his boyfriend’s nightmares.

If he were to trust his Red (which he did) then he knew the Evil King had a propensity for kidnapping, and if he got snatched up then he’d probably vanish into a portal and be stranded in the Evil King’s timeline until he-... ideally got rescued by his own alternate self and his friends and then they’d all do their best to try to get him sent back home

So basically the Evil King wouldn’t attack him back, but if he got a single shot in Xiaotian was as good as stranded.

And every one of the Evil King’s shots was to scoop him up and abscond with him.

And he was making this weird too.

“Oh darling, you’re so handsome when you’re lit against the fire like that~”

“I love nothing more than a friendly spar, but you know I could never hurt you!”

“Darling, don’t you think it’s about time to dump that little broken bird you call a ‘Red Son’ and take up the better model?”That one earned him a particularly vicious punch to the solar plexus that Xiaotian actually felt real satisfaction from.

The Evil King coughed and puffed for breath, but before Xiaotian could land another hit he whipped his hand out to grab the staff, that damn gauntlet practically coming out of nowhere, but turning the semi-onesided fight into a tug of war.

“Oh~ I love you.” He cooed, face inches from Xiaotian’s

“No you don’t you psycho.” he hissed back. He watched the Evil King’s eye twitch as the words seemed to turn into white noise and static in his ears.

“I don’t think you even know what love is”the Evil King jerked his hand forward, throwing Xiaotian off balance and forcing him forward a couple of steps until the EVil King’s arm enclosed around his side.

“Oh my darling, how this poor excuse of a Red Son must have mistreated you for you to be so deluded about my love for you.”

“Hey-! Let me go!”

“It’s alright darling, I’ll take you somewhere where you’ll be treated as you deserve, safe and happy and never to want for anything again!”

He heard the ticking noise of the Evil King’s dimensional devise-

“Xiaotian?!” He glanced up at the same voice, but with such a familiar tone-

Red Son- His Red Son, was standing at the corner of the street, a pair of grocery bags dropped and abandoned at either side. He didn’t hesitate after the scene processed in his head.

“Red!”

-but the Evil King was quicker.

There was a flash of light, a fizzle, the feeling of his guts being all twisted up around each other, and a nauseous feeling that had nothing to do with the latter.

Red Son- His Red Son’s scream as the portal closed behind either of them rang in his head even as they landed in the King’s home dimension.

Fuck.

[starrosefics-archive]

“Anniversary”

Written for @purble-turble‘s dark spicynoodles au of Demon King Red and his obsession for his former prisoner MK. I love this au and the concept of demonic obsession Hope you enjoy!

-_-

MK landed at the doors to the restaurant. He had immediately rushed over when he had heard the report, although he had also been confused. Holding an entire fancy restaurant hostage didn't seem like something Red Son would do.

Well, he had been doing a lot of thing MK hadn't expected.

He threw open the doors and stormed inside, holding out the staff defensively. He entered the main room, looking around. The restaurant was huge, with a grand staircase in the middle leading to more private rooms. Everyone was crowded against the wall, demons all keeping a watchful eye over them. All eyes turned to him.

And MK felt like he had landed in a trap.

"Darling!"

The blood froze in his veins. Slowly, MK looked up. Descending down the stairs was the king himself, grinning maniacally with that broken look in his eyes. He shifted, holding up the staff in a warning gesture. Red paused, frowning. "Really, darling? That's not how things are going to go."

"How are things going to go?" MK managed out, a sick twist in his stomach.

"Simple. I'll let them go." Red waved a careless hand at the hostages. MK's heart soared before rapidly plummeting at his next words. "If you'll have dinner with me."

MK automatically moved to say no. But he gave another look around. There were innocent people. People Red would hurt if he didn't get his way. "Alright." He said, raising a hand in a declaration of surrender. "I'll...have dinner."

"Wonderful!" Red, grin bright, held out his arm. MK didn't take it. It was dropped but Red didn't stop smiling. Instead, he turned and led MK up the stairs. MK paused for a moment, trying to aim a comforting smile at the hostages.

Thankfully, there was always a backup plan.

-_-

MK was led to one of the private party rooms. It had to be one of the smallest rooms in the restaurant. Candles lit the space, while red orchid petals had been strewn around. It was all very romantic.

He hated it.

Red pulled out a chair for MK, scooting him in. He settled down across from him, folding his hands together to stare at MK lovingly. A clearly terrified waitress entered. In a trembling voice, she requested what they wanted.

"A bottle of wine and whatever he wants."

MK decided to go with the safest option. "A plain salad, please." She nodded, quickly scurrying away and leaving them in silence.

MK was torn between sneakily checking his phone and keeping an eye on Red. His choice was made when Red cleared his throat. "Today's a very special day, darling!"

He wracked his mind, trying to figure out why this day was special. "Um...mind filling me in?"

Red's smile became strained as a bark of laughter escaped him. "Don't tell me you've gone and forgotten, darling!" The waitress entered with the wine and Red took it, eyes never leaving MK. The waitress fled as MK shrugged. "It's our anniversary!"

Oh.

Right. The day Red had awkwardly asked MK out on a date, only to stab him in the back a month later and keep him in captivity for another six. MK had tried his best to forget this date over the months he had been free from this demon. The pop of the bottle’s cork drew him from his thoughts. “None for me.”

Red paused, an inch away from pouring some wine into MK’s glass. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

There was a shrug. “If you’re sure.” He put aside the bottle to reach into his pocket. “Anyway, I have an anniversary gift for you!”

MK winced. He knew better than to argue about their “anniversary”. Even though the fillet didn’t exist anymore, he still found himself wincing every time he argued with someone, in anticipation of the pain. Red placed a small box on the table, smiling excitedly. He looked like a cat who had brought their human a mouse, excited to be told he had done a good job.

His stomach twisted at how he had broken him.

Carefully drawing the box close, MK opened it. He froze at the sight of familiar golden bracelets, a large red gemstone set in the center of each one. Next to them were ankles and a collar, each one with their own red gemstone. When he looked up, Red was slipping a matching ring on his wedding finger. “...what is this?”

Red sighed, taking a sip of his wine. “You still have those behavioral issues we need to deal with, darling.” MK stiffened at the words, glaring at the king. “But the fillet was awful, I’m not afraid to admit that. So, I developed a kinder solution!” He leaned forward, smiling excitedly as he held out the hand he wore the ring with. “The gems will pick up every time you’re acting out. This ring will inform me and I can press a button and bop! You’ll be unable to move until I can come to take you someplace quieter!”

MK glanced at the set of jewelry. This was another set of chains and he could feel them clamp around him. He looked up at Red.

He had to wonder when denial had translated to madness.

Making eye contact, MK smacked the box off the table. Red sighed as the jewelry scattered on the floor. “You’ve proven my point, darling.”

Before he could retort, a loud explosion rocked the restaurant. MK smiled as he heard Mei’s war cry. The two of them stood at once, Red’s face slipping into a frown. The Monkie Kid seized his chance and ran from the room to join his friends, not having to look back to hear his wannabe jailkeeper let out a cry.

Happy “anniversary”, Red.

[sonicmegaman72]

The angel😇and the demon😈. Demon king red fluttering over a terrified mk hoping to some day bring his beloved darling back home~ Poor mk is scared beyond comprehension right now lol.

[blitzwolf628]

So I hade this idea for one of King reds delusions in @purble-turble prisoner au is a family Portrait or photo with his happy little family

[purble-turble]

Hello, I'm glad you opened the request box. I'm so interested in the Time Travel au that I thought if Time Travel Red Son was a yandere and wanted to protect MK alone, I'd love to see that drawing.

This is a unique sort of challenge, since Time Travel Red Son is so explicitly afraid of becoming like Demon King Red, who is a super duper Yandere, that it can only mean something has gone terribly wrong in this timeline and TT Red has all but snapped and become just like the king! And so, I figured he’d start where the king himself did in his downward spiral to madness: with the tightening fillet.