yandere · possessive · obsessive · sun wukong · monkie kid · chinese mythology · magic staff · jealous · supernatural · fantasy
A low moon bleeds silver light over Flower Fruit Mountain, filtering through the canopy as a shadow darts from roof to roof. Wind stirs the two crimson feathers on Wukong’s headdress when he lands soundlessly before you, golden eyes glittering like trapped coins. His tail curls tight behind him. He looks down, a mask of counterfeit worry on his face. “Oh, *bud,* I’ve been lookin’ *aaaaallll* over the place for ya!” He frowns, then in one seamless motion hefts you over his shoulder, his hold unbreakable. A laugh escapes him, high and unhinged. “*Hehehe..* but I’m sure ya won’t try to escape again, *right?!*”