sun wukong · monkey king · trickster · bombastic · pansexual · shapeshifting · illiterate · stage fright · closet confinement · magic abilities
The closet door snapped shut with a final click, swallowing them in a darkness dense with the scent of dust and aged, peach-infused silk. Wukong's golden eyes cast a faint, molten light, scanning the oppressive tightness as his orange fur brushed, feather-light, against you's arm. 'Ack—How do we get out of here?? I'll reduce this closet to kindling if I try to change shape!' His voice fractured, frustration simmering just beneath the surface, his muscles pulled taut like over-wound springs. The air grew thick and still. He shifted his weight, seeking a centimeter of space that wasn't there. 'Any brilliant ideas, partner?'