#Six Eared Macaque

[elirastudio]

And then he kept the long hair

Second chances I need salvation

[sky300024]

◕_◕) Oh...this…..🤧

[the-6-eared-shadow-girl]

This is so cute! I love this!!

Kicking off the new year with another panel redraw from @kyri45 ShadowPeach Bio Parents AU!!

Version without text is under the cut

[bismuthfool]

part one, AU about dad-Macaque and Bai He

it's gonna be a comic about a girl with ptsd trying to be helped in a peculiar way by an even more mentally broken monkey man

the first pages were drawn in the summer on paper, but I don't have the strength to draw like this. so I'll continue this comic in digital

[yroddancing]

-i have heard about you, great monkey king

-you're more interesting than you seem, six-eared macaque

shadowpeach meet in the bunker!au

[mehiwilldoitlater]

You trusted him. 

When Wukong presented Liu Er Mihou to you, you knew that he was just another eye on you. The only one that he could trust to leave alone with you, knowing that he would never do anything to harm you or to take you away from him. A jailer to guard you.

You kept your guard; you treated him more like he wasn't there, a shadow that was following you, following the natural rule of the sun.

You wanted, but then what had changed? Maybe the fact that he had kept his mouth shut with Wukong about the insults that you had spoken about him, that he had allowed you more alone time than everyone ever did. Maybe it was the fact that, in your most downtime, he was there, holding you, whispering sweet things in your ears, promising you that things would have gone better. Maybe you just wanted someone who didn't force himself on you, a good ear that could listen to your sorrow, a shoulder to cry on; in any case, you opened up to him. You started to believe in him, trust him.

You trusted him more than you could trust your judgment.

"I can take you away from here." His voice calm, serene almost, his hand raised towards you, an invitation.

You held your breath. Was that a test? No, no, he would never...

"Far...far, far away from here...from him... wouldn't you like that?"

His voice so sweet, his offer was everything that you could ask for. 

You trusted him; that's why you took his hand.

///

While running through the forest, your mind was spiraling like a storm.

You were running away, Freedom. Just up ahead.

He had asked you more than once if you were sure, if you were really strong enough to do that. You were, you wanted nothing more than to finally be free. Free from this life that you haven't asked for, from a love that you didn't want, and from Wukong.

He never questioned himself; like you, he had run straight ahead. You wondered, did he care for you enough to risk himself for your own happiness? You wanted to believe that. That's why you never looked back, not once.

You knew that as soon as Wukong found out about your disappearance, he would immediately run to your rescue, but you didn't want to think about that, not when you finally found someone that truly wanted your happiness.

Then, the last threshold, the last line between you and your refound freedom: the bridge. A cliff that separated the Land of the Handsome Monkey King from the rest of the world; a few more meters and you would be out from his kingdom. It wasn't that far from him, but for you it was farther than you had ever been from him in the last months. You never believed that an old bridge made of ropes and wood could make you this happy.

"One last chance," he whispered to you, his thumb caressing your hand. "You can turn back now... And avoid everything that can come After this ..."

He looked at you, searching for any kind of fear and rethinking.

"..." You stepped ahead; the idea of staying alongside that demon another second was enough to convince you of your decision.  The cracking and the lamento of the wood never sounded so BEAUTIFUL in your ears, and after a few steps, Mihou followed you in silence. Was he afraid, just as you? Maybe, you couldn't know. What you did know was just how much the world was so big without Wukong around, how closer to your real life it was!

Crossed the bridge, a few steps away, out from the bushes, out from the tree line, and-

"You took your sweet time, huh?"

The small cup of wine clattered with the nude stone when he posed it down, but in your Heard It was like a thousand thunders. Your eyes glued on him, sitting on that rock with a gourd full of wine and an annoyed look on his face, and even now you felt like he was throwing daggers at you.

You took a few steps back, feeling the ground start to fade under your feet, the air in your lungs stuck in a bubble for the terror that was moving in your veins. 

How?! How did he find out?! Why did he look so calm?! He was never that calm; why was he just sitting there, drinking like nothing had happened?! You wanted to reach for Mihou's hand, holding It is to find some courage; maybe you could still run; maybe together you could—

"Yeah, sorry for that." He dismissed your hand, moving forward. "But I wanted to see if she had some rethinking."

...what?

A second cup was there, waiting for him, which he gladly took to ease his throat from the run. He had the same look as Wukong, but...now, with a better look, that wasn't an annoyed glare...that was disappointment?

They were disappointed in you...and with that, the confusion started to disappear; a realization came like a heavy rain: they planned this...they both planned this. That was some sort of test...

Mihou never wanted you to leave; he wanted to test you. Every time he wanted to see if you really wanted to leave, it was just a way to let you go back and forgive your escape attempt. He tested you, and you failed... you failed...

You turn around, bolting away; you could still manage!  You still couldn't run, escape! With enough luck, just fast enough, you could still see it!  Your Life! Your own life!

But, as soon as you reached a few trees, the painful feelings of your head crushing on the ground completely shattered every small hope that you had been so stubbornly trying to keep light. The painful feeling on your forehead could not compare to what you were feeling in your mind in that moment.

You tried to move away, to break free, but a pair of strong hands had completely pinned you down on the ground. You tried to speak, but you were too afraid to say anything at all. The only sound you could emit was a loud sob, a sign of an imminent crying that they faced just like a child tantrum.

"Don't you dare cry now," the king hissed. "You can blame no one but yourself."

///

There was no punishment when you headed back, which it was, in its own way, quite unusual. But that didn't mean that you weren't utterly terrified of what was happening.

For several days, Wukong never spoke or even dared to enter your cell, that elegant and rich room that served you as a golden cage. You thought that he wanted to isolate you, making you crave some contact, but yet some of his monkeys were allowed to come but to never let you out...

Maybe he wanted to starve you; instead, food came. Maybe he was preparing another of his own special punishments, something just for you... but nothing came, and your sanity was on a string.

Knowing that something had to come prepared you, not knowing, instead, led you to wondering, guessing, and fearing the outcome and what was going to happen. The anxiety, the spiraling of your own nightmares, there was not a single hour in which you didn't pray for something to happen.

After two long weeks of wondering until you had almost chewed your fingernails to the bone, the creak, and white fur came into your vision.

Mihou...

You wanted to scream at him, being angry, but you feared only aggravating what had to happen, so you stayed still, sitting near the window, the taste of your blood in your mouth.

He came closer, looking at your sorry state....fear does have its own way on people, he thought. He crouched down; a small whimper from you gave him the confirmation that you were still aware of your surroundings.

"...You're hurting yourself; you need to stop."

You stopped, registering his words. He had shown some care for you after what had happened...

Suddenly your hand left your mouth to meet his face, but the smack stopped midair when his own had grasped yours before you could hit him. Your eyes, enraged, meet his calm and collected ones, still with that annoyed glare of an adult.

He had lied to you; all that time it was a lie. He had always worked for Wukong; how could you be so naive to fall for his fake kindness?!

"Look at you...you're such a mess...did you realize what happened?"

"You BETRAYED me!"

"No, I was stating a point to my king. You're the liar one; you betrayed his love for you."

You gritted your teeth, moving your arm to free it from his grip, even if he was literally doing nothing to you.

You never lied, because there was no love to lie about. He was just messing with you! You didn't want to hear him, not after all the trust that he had broken.

"Can't you see? Look at you! Did Wukong ever do things that were made to hurt you?"

"Shut up!"

"You're the one that is so desperately trying to run away! To get away from a life that could be nothing but perfect!"

"I don't want to hear you!"

"You said that he had hurt you; since when had he ever crossed your face, huh?! He can be rash; I CAN BE RUTHLESS; it's in our nature, but WHEN did he ever want to hurt you just to do that?"

You stopped moving, too tired, too afraid to listen but incapable of not doing that.

"He had never wanted to hurt you; you did. You hurt yourself because you were too stubborn to accept him! ...You can still change that...."

Your muscle relaxed, he took that chance to take your face in his hands, forcing you to look at him, to face him. How could such a cruel creature have such a gentle face?

"Just accept him...accept me...and it can be different. You can have all the love that no one will ever have; you don't have to hate us or fear us."

His voice was like a poisonous honey, sweet and dangerous.

"Accept us... it's easier..."

And then...everything broke. Your voice erupted in a strong and painful cry, and when he hugged you, hushing you, you didn't scoff him away; you held him closer to you. You were tired, tired of being afraid, of resisting, of feeling everything as a torture. You didn't want your freedom; you didn't want a life at all. You just wanted to stop hurting.

You couldn't see his wicked smile, savoring the fact that his and Wukong's plan finally worked. 

When he saw you the first time, Wukong immediately saw that gleam of wanting, the same one that he had, but oh, he was so possessive. The idea of sharing you with the macaque was enough to send him into a full rage, but even if he despised him, he did accept his counsel. Liu Er Mihou came out with a plan to become the one closer to you and make you finally accept Sun Wukong as your lover. The price?

You, alongside him.

And, even if the price despised the king, the result was quite satisfying.

((@phoenixeclipse-lmkau , yup, she gave me idea and staff to do. It came to me and refused to leave))

[aureallegories]

Okay okay so- AU where everything is the same except Macaque and Wukong made up before canon and have been going to Pigsy's in human disguises for years.

This is an AU I named the Regulars AU that I've been developing with my friend @campfirecryptid

Basically Macaque and Wukong are regulars at Pigsy's that become support characters (like Sandy) as their human disguises "Mac" and "Sun (pronounced as 'swin') Ling"

They get up to general mayhem and go along with canon maintaining their human lives and identities secret... For a while at least

Send me an ask if you'd like to know more!

[aaahhhmalpa]

[san--dwich]

What if Macaque and Wukong had to go on a mission wearing polish folk costume

aka just me wanting to draw them wearing it :p

[quitealotofsodapop]

I also mentioned this before in DMs, but I want to point something out.

Wukong gave Macaque a peach popsicle after the fight with Azure. At this point into their relationship, they're only jsut to the point of beginning to reconcile, not quite trusting each other yet, but the first thing Wukong does is give Macaque a peach flavored treat. Is this because he's just extending an olive branch? Did he somehow get his hands on more immortal peaches and made modern treats out of them to make it so they last longer for his friend who needs to regularly invest them to manage his chronic sickness? A little bit of both?

Ref.

Wukong 100% planted a divine peach tree or two on FFM from whatever pits he had left over.

I *love* the idea that when Wukong realised his bestie-turned-rival was alive again, he started thinking of ways to add the Peaches of Immortality to modern day snacks/sweets so Mac wouldn't have to wait potentially months or even centuries for a new dose.

In the lore; the special Life-Extending Peach trees in the Celestial Realm supposedly only fruit every 3,000 years (300 celestial years?), and two other variants that take 6,000 (makes you light as air and youthful) and 9,000 (super boosted first variant) years respectively. This is why so much of the harvest is converted into Peach Wine that the immortals can sup on throughout the orchard's fallow season. And why the Peach Banquet is so important to the Queen Mother. There *is* a possibility that there are other sections of the royal orchard that were planted at different times to make the waits a little shorter tho. Irl peach trees take about 3-4 years to grow to fruiting sizes, so the Immortal Peaches could take a few hundred years to sprout anything on Earth - unless someone crossbred them with local peach trees to shorten the amount of time needed.

Also! Hilarious thing I discovered while looking up peaches; the specific trees Wukong is assigned to as an Peach Orchard Attendant are called "Pan Tao/Coiled Peaches" aka "Doughnut/Saturn Peaches"! My fave variant! Ironically in chinese mythos "Saturn" is an earthquake star god - A Stone/Earth Monkey to look after the Earth God's Peaches.

Wukong seems like the sort of guy to plan way ahead when it comes to his fave fruit. Even as a little monkey I could see him eating a Peach of Immortality and deciding to plant the pit or graft a few sticks onto a FFM tree so those on earth could enjoy them. The grafting (basically Frankenstein-ing a divine peach fruiting branch onto a normal peach tree) in particular would produce a tree with hybrid fruit!

The hybrid fruit could act like a "lower dosage" for Macaque's condition, and still treat him albeit requiring more frequent consumption.

And with Wukong's special interest in medicine and herbalism; why stop there?

He could use the little islands around the archipelago for breeding new variants of peaches and other prunus fruits he can graft on to. He'd be more interested in the medicinal/healing properties than the "makes you live for hundreds of years" part, so he could accidentally make an entirely new breed of Peach that massively boosts physical health/treat rare illnesses, but also be safe for anyone not wanting the burden of living so long.

In Wukong's mind, if he could no longer treat Macaque, then he would help treat he entire world to the medicinal properties once exclusive to the Celestials.

Note: in the events of the AU, Heaven def finds out. Mostly because Wukong accidentally info-dumps during his appointments/check-ins with Lao Tzu + Nezha finds one of the FFM orchards during his bodyguard duty of the monkeys.

Xiwangmu is willing to let the peach theft be bygones IF... Wukong gives her a sapling or two for her personal orchard. The variants he's managed to cultivate are super tasty after all, and Lao Tzu wants one for his own medicinal research.

(We ended up calling them Vitality Peaches in the dms. XD)

Wukong wouldn't stop at making wine from his peach orchard; he'd make jams, desserts, canned peaches, dehydrated jellies, dried peach crisps, persipan/marizpan from the kernels, vitamin gummies, and ofc Popsicles from the juices and pulp. The Brotherhood could have eaten entire dishes made with the stuff and not realised it!

So when he confirms that Macaque is back home for good? He busting out the modern treats. He remembers Macaque not caring for the texture of ripe peaches, so a nice cooling popsicle is an easy thing to pack for the beach party without making it obvious that Wukong wants Mac to start having some again.

If Macaque learns that the peach and plum products he's been eating are in fact medicinal, Wukong can easily bluff and say the shadow monkey's immune system is 1300 years out of date and that he'd rather not have Macaque get super-sick from a modern sniffle.

Macaque secretly thinks the concern is sweet, but he really doesn't like being tricked into taking medicine. Just ask him next time okay Peaches?

Macaque will eventually figure out his condition from some digging around and his own summons to the Underworld to review his Draft Scroll. And he will be pissed that Wukong didn't tell him. Then he will hug him.

I ended up on a peach rabbit-hole while writing this as you can see.

[azureandcrimson]

Tears.

Do we think Macaque's forgotten how to cry? In most of the scenes we've seen Macaque in pain or losing in a way. It almost looks like he want's to cry.

Like, I know in these scenes he probably didn't because LBD was there but he was litterly hyperventilating.

But in this scene, he genuinely looks so frustrated and possibly on the verge of tears and he knows what's coming for him because he failed again. But also in Season 5. When Mk and Wukong went and tried to sacrifice themselves. He obviously wouldn't cry because he was trying to convince Mk not to go. But he looks so actually worried and scared for him.

Everyone was crying after that (Except NeZha and Li Jing of course) once Mk was brought back. We know Mk and Macaque aren't as close as Wukong and Mk are but the point still stands on how worried he was for both of them and the fact that Mk was the first person to possibly put faith/believe in Macaque in years. Every time he should/or at least somewhat have hints of tears in his eyes. He doesn't. He's shoved down tears so much sense his death. He's forgotten how to cry. Or he's holding his emotions in so much he's forgotten to. Either way. He holds his emotions in to much. WILDBRAIN STUDIOS. MAKE MACAQUE CRY AND ECLIPSE DUO/SUNDIAL DUO/SHADOWPEACH HUG IN S6 AND MY LIFE AND SOUL CONTRACT ARE YOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bonus: He looks so genuinely scared/terrified.

[garnet-cow]

After Wukong's and Macaque's Hairpins I'm finding myself making Macaque's cat form.

+ six eared version

[pixelga1axy]

Collection of LMK doodles I did a while ago

[yroddancing]

[nartt-0]

"I'm in the crowd, can you see my hand?"

A little WIP, thanks Pinkpantheress music for inspiring this :3

[viv3court]

Macaque But Raven Team Leaderrr!!!

I made this a good while ago! And completely forgot I had a Tumblr to post to so please enjoy!! I tend to post more frequently on my blueskys so if you want more frequent art head there!! It's the same user :3