#lmk oc: chángbìyuán

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Remember the Little Warrior AU?

Well guess what campers - we got a new LMK OC for it

She’s a newcomer to a whole lotta established lore so quite a bit of that is mixed in, but I’ll try to contextualize it easier. Character Description time (The events described go up to Season 4 of LMK) :D

Tiě hú

Alias: The Iron/Gunpowder Fox

Gender: Nonbinary She/her

Age: 2000+ (Young adult mentally/physically)

Species: Hulijing (Awakened Gunpowder Weapon)

Background: Tie Hu is no typical fox demon - she was once an ancient experimental gunpowder device crafted by humans, and through means of cultivation, eventually came to life. This might have something to do with her human makers being unknowingly being aided by hulijings, stealing her away for their own selfish purposes just as she gained awareness. Her time with the hulijings was throughly unpleasant, eventually getting discarded once she proved to be more trouble than she was worth. As technically a “thing” unable to remember the reason for her existence, Tie Hu was aimless until she encountered the leader of an isolated clan of demons, a gibbon named Bai Meimao, who took the young fox girl into her fold and showed her true compassion. Tie Hu would become a faithful servant to the Butterfly clan, utterly devoted to her lady (and to a lesser extent, Bai Meimao’s elder sibling Changbiyuan) like a loyal daughter. She would use her nature to hone herself into a deadly assassin skilled with gunpowder weaponry -- still taking it as her purpose to be solely a living weapon rather than an actual living being. But when a powerful bone demon came and destroyed her adoptive family, including Bai Meimao, Tie Hu was unable to fulfill it and was burnt out, forced into a lifeless state for over a millennia.

During this time, Changbiyuan had escaped Lady Bone Demon as a spirit, and eventually garnered enough strength and help to return to the mortal realm and avenge their family -- but was also left believing they were the only survivor of their clan. Meanwhile, Tie Hu finally woke up thanks to the sheer force of a powerful fire somewhere in the world...and unlike Changbiyuan, she’s not ready to let go yet. She wants her family back, and rumours of a scroll containing memories of the world might be her best shot.

(Concept sketches)

Soooo...she's basically an ancient version of a robot. A very explosive tempered, socially withdrawn and immature robot who wields guns, is made of iron, heat and gunpowder and hates the demons she’s modelled after, but yeah. I’ve already got a lot for her already, hope you guys are intrigued:D

(young design)

Oh, also she’s an oc x canon ship with MK. Anyways more to come on this fox girl ehehehh

Link to the LWAU master post

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Okay let’s break down everything I love about this

- I love Qi Xiaotian and Long Xiaojiao just looking out from behind Zhuāng Jié like he’s already their grandpa:33333

- CHANGBIYUAN IS SO SO BEAUTIFUL SO FLUFFY AND SOFT LOOKING JUST PERFECTION AND ZHUANG LOOKS THE PERFECT MIX OF TIRED BUT SOFT AND SERIOUS AHHHHHH

- Just the expressions here are so unbelievably soft like - Chángbìyuán’s expressions and Zhuang’s gentle look back at them and then putting on that murder-glare as he watches over them sleeping I-

- The dialogue between them is just spot on this whole scene is canon now(cries)

@fre-dream Human Warrior watches over Super Powerful Monkey QQP while they sleep, which is the equivalent of a tiny dog watching over wealthy buff human owner, more at 11–

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Light in the Depths

For MerMay, a Jellyfish!Chángbìyuán

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More LWAU stuff I forgot to post

1. Macaque helping Zhuang Jie out with his and Changbiyuan’s wedding, because he wants his dad to be happy becuase he can never pass up putting on a good show

2. P straight foward I drew Zhuang Jie as the Wolf for PiBTLW, tell me it doesn’t work sjnwhsbwhahah

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I am deceased, I have passed on, I am long for this world, spots take all my worldly possessions goodnight

Zaleť sokol, biely vták, ku môjmu milému, pozdravuj ho na stokrát, povedz tíško jemu, aby prišiel večer k nám, že ho pekne prosím, že ho veľmi rada mám, že ho v srdci nosím.

OCs + the little warrior AU belongs to @fre-dream

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A lil fic snippet for @journeytomonkiekid !

This was supposed to be part of soemthing bigger but I lost momentum lol but here we have Wan Ji and her father-in-law (my oc) hehe

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“So, you’re not…back to life, exactly?” Wan Ji asked, hoping that question somehow came out okay.

“Well, we are…“ Zhuang Jie answered, not sounding any less neutral than before, but he still took a sip of his tea before continuing.

“I guess the best way I can put it is that we’re still technically ghosts, just in…fully corporeal forms. Even Changbiyuan can’t fully summarize how that works, so apologies, I’m not that much better off.” He smiled to himself a bit at that, clearly taking some humor in it, which made Wan Ji relax a bit more. She was alone with the elder man in Macaque’s dojo right now — who had made himself scarce during this topic of conversation, for fairly obvious reasons.

Despite the mutual understanding (at least, there was an assumption of such), Wan Ji noted that the lack of his son’s presence did bear some weight on Zhuang Jie — and when Wan Ji looked back up at him from her own drink, she saw the concern in his eyes as he regarded her.

“Does it bother you?” He asked, his tone genuine.

“What?” Wan Ji’s tails fluffed up a bit in surprise, and she quickly raised a hand in frantic reassurance. “Oh no, no, not at all! I just wanted to make sure I didn’t say or…assume anything…insensitive…” she explained, self-consciousness starting to grip her — but Zhuang Jie’s expression softened quickly, and he chuckled. She couldn’t help but hear Macaque at that moment.

“Don’t worry about that, I appreciate it. I don’t think there’s any easy way to put it. We both were dead, and…now we’re not. But we’re not going anywhere.” He said gently, and Wan Ji saw his eyes leave hers, gaze deepening at the purple training mat in front of them. “Not again.”

Wan Ji was still a little bit in wonder about this whole thing. Macaque having a father and stepparent who came back from the dead, sure, that was incredible and complicated…she wasn’t sure what to expect at first. But now she was seeing how this man was capable of such pure paternal warmth, in words and action. Even more so that it was currently directed at her. She was pretty sure he had genuinely smiled at her more in this one conversation than her father had in years. She…wasn’t really sure how she felt about that, honestly, so she was trying not to dwell on it. Besides, that didn’t matter right now.

“I am so sorry that you went through that, Zhuang.” Wan Ji spoke empathetically, welling up a bit when thinking of this sorrowful subject she’d been learning more about piece by piece over the last few weeks. “I can’t even imagine what it must’ve been like.”

“It’s alright. And please — don’t try to.” He said, looking back at her with reassurance. “I don’t want to overwhelm you with this topic if it’s uncomfortable to hear about. But don’t worry about offending me — I’m too old for that now.” He said with a joking smirk, and Wan Ji let out a snort.

“Point is, if you have any other questions, I’m fine to answer them, kiddo.”

“…You and Changbiyuan?” She questioned. Surprisingly, Zhuang Jie nodded without hesitation.“Of course. They’d like that, actually.” He stated plainly, and Wan Ji felt taken aback.

“Really?” She couldn’t help but say aloud, and she quickly felt herself regret it, her face warming in embarrassment when Zhuang Jie raised a brow at her questioningly.

“Sorry! It’s just, Macaque told me a little about…” She paused when feeling that same sinking in her gut, that same chill running over her…the memories of that demon.

“...What happened to them.” Zhuang Jie listened patiently as she took a moment to get her words together. “I guess I figured that asking them about it directly would possibly be…triggering for them.” She finished, nervously glancing up to see Zhuang Jie’s reaction. He was nodding contemplatively, unangered.

“That’s a fair assumption to make. When it comes to certain…details, you’re not wrong.” He clarified gravely, taking a moment before smiling lightly at the younger woman.

“But here’s the thing about Changbiyuan — you don’t know them well yet, but once you do, they’re an open book. Sometimes too much of one.” He said, and Wan Ji smiled back at him. It was sweet, hearing him talk about Changbiyuan. About Macaque, too, and seeing this…trust he was placing in her, a woman he basically just met. She briefly wondered just what she was missing.

“They definitely have many horrible memories, we both do. But they cherish the good ones with all of their heart, and want them to be known. If you want to ask them about their family…I think will make them really happy. Especially in this case. You’re someone we both hope to be close to.”

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Look in the mirror of my mind, turning the pages of my life, walking the path so many paced a million times

I know I’m sporadic with posting LWAU stuff nowadays but it still thrives

A cover for Part 2 of The Little Warrior AU, with the two old spirits

(This is inspired by “The Lovers” trailer btw)

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The goober and the spooder

(For those who don’t know: Zhizhu was Changbiyuan’s spider doctor spouse when they were alive)

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AHHHH SO GOOD LOOKIT THEM ALL

THANK YOU FOR LIKING MY OC<3

I-….noticed i am not very good at spiting this in half…I do greatly apologize for that and if this is super long- Keep up the great work though! I really wanted to draw monkie kid oc’s-  so from left to right of some monkie designs i know and either like the design of/story of/or both also may i ask if i could politely hug your monkies? id also love to do some non monkie oc’s to- 

Nightshade- @winterpower98  I love the lil Spider monkie

Ping- me @godsofthecatz i know his is not really purple- but i kinda forgot that its not his main color but one of his favorites- and it was a bit to late to change

Spirit- @kitkat1003 I really like characters with extra features like eyes!

Yuen Chen - @stressed-soda The colors to me are very nice to look at

Shu Fang - @its-kall-the-clown The design is very nice to me i really like the flower patterns

Chángbìyuán- @fre-dream The story is very interesting i think that i love the long flooshiy hair though

lichi-  @permo2003 also if your down here,Lichi is the one i had the ideas for cupcakes!

Sun Wu Fang- @azelforest-art-corner I thought the colors fit very nicely! i also i lovet the cannonxoc shipping post you drew the other day <3

Loto- @majodump Loto has such a nice design! I hope i did the hair ok

 Lin- me @godsofthecatz sorry for adding two of mine i felt like i needed to ad more character colors that sorta fitted in.

Bogs- @bogsbet Bogs has such a cute lil design! I big and fluffy hair-

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Young bi yuan

Hey LMK can I petition you to have a dual wielding character pls

I’m not an anime guy really but Demon Slayer motivated me to draw these cuz tbh it kinda slaps

+ Also bonus of an AU where young Zhuang Jie is there with them and Zhizhu

I call em the pepperblend trio (in a shippy sense as well)

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Chángbìyuán’s Late Family (Redesigned)

From left to right:

- Lìliàng (he/him), bear demon, Chángbìyuán’s brother in law/Bai Meimao’s husband

- Bái méimáo (she/her), gibbon demon, Chángbìyuán’s younger sister

- Chángbìyuán (they/them), gibbon demon

- Zhīzhū (he/they), spider demon, Chángbìyuán’s spouse/partner

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Woopie doo I did a new lineup of my lmk oc Changbiyaun’s late family

Mostly reflects my current art style, but also did some redesigning:) Happy with how they turned out

I am seriously lacking energy to commit to a full description but if anyone has any questions about them or my OCs in general pls ask. Do not fear

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One You Remember

Description: Yellowtusk enters the LWAU, thanks to an encounter he had with a living Changbiyuan far in the past.

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“Celestial!” An unfamiliar voice barked from some distance behind Yellowtusk, stopping him in his tracks as he walked through the outpost. 

A gibbon demon was standing on top of the hill that descended into the village. They were imposing in stature, blue fur and dark haired, the fur outline around their lighter-blue face shaped like a rounded butterfly — a symbol that was designed into their armour and clothes, which had clearly seen recent action. They were androgynous in appearance, looking neither like a man or a woman — so Yellowtusk assumed them to be neither, like his fellow Celestial warrior Peng. 

And right now, they looked less than pleased, at him, it would seem, as they marched down the hill in purposeful strides. They slowed down a bit once they crossed into the town, taking a moment to survey the destruction around them with a softened expression.  Yellowtusk had been sent down here with a larger group of celestial warriors to arrest a viper demon queen that had decimated a village under the rule of a celestial official. The aftermath was enough so that he wished to take his time with – and not just because he prided himself on being particular. 

The gibbon naturally eased back into soldier mode once they drew closer to the troop of celestial guards. They made no move to draw either of the dao blades strapped to their back, but a few of the celestial soldiers moved in quick formation to block their path with their spears. They stopped a hair’s inch from the crossed polearms, not fazed, simply raising their chin to make their voice heard once more. 

“I was one of the warriors on the field of battle today! And for the sake of more of them, I need to have a word with you!” They stated in an authoritative tone, loud enough for everyone to hear — glaring right at Yellowtusk. Things were still for a moment, some taken back by how defiantly this demon was speaking to Yellowtusk the Wise — himself included, though he was quickly recognized as a fellow veteran.

“…Of course.” He said, and nodded at the guards halting the gibbon to let them pass. They breezed past the two, coming to a stop in front of him. Even when they had to look up at him, they still made themselves tall and proud. 

“That was….quite an entrance. Have we met?” Yellowtusk asked in a measured tone. The gibbon’s features flashed a brief are-you-kidding-me expression before they hardened once more. 

“Fortunately not. My soldiers and I have been out here fighting that viper hag for a few weeks now.” They stated, bluntly. “We were in a pitched battle before you all showed up and ended it. Thank you for that, by the way. Sorry most of the action happened without you.” They continued with a light shrug, casting another look to the land around them, a slightly sardonic tone in their voice, though not without care. That itself was nice, and Yellowtusk found many of his colleagues made light of the situations that occurred beneath the earth, but not as a way of dealing with the sadness and unfairness of them, but because they felt so above it. 

Yellowtusk nodded in understanding.

“I see. You were a part of those rebelling demon factions.” He said, referring to the several demon camps that were set up around the mountain, making a truce to oppose a single threat. He felt somewhat guilty for rendering that amity mute for taking over the matter himself with his other celestial warrior. “You must be quite strong to still be alive. What is your name?” 

Changbiyaun arched an eyebrow. “Well, I see why you got that title of yours.” They said with a light smile, before they bowed. “I am Changbiyuan, warrior head of the Butterfly clan, in the mountains some miles north from here.”

Yellowtusk had never heard of them, but returned the greeting. 

“It is good to meet you, Changbiyuan. I’m sorry, but I cannot secure any land in the name of your clan, but any of the viper’s clansmen have escaped into your borders, we can track them down —“

Changbiyaun gave him an incredulous expression and let out a disbelieving scoff. “Are you kidding? It would be lucky if anything manages to grow in that cesspool again. That bitch did a real number on this place, and for what? To make some power-pedestal so she could pretend she’s the one true face of glory?”

Yellowtusk was getting quite stalled by their…plainspokeness. He couldn’t remember the last time anyone other than Peng had talked to him like this. 

“—And I didn’t come here to ask you to deal with problems I can handle.” They crossed their arms and were glaring at him once more, stoically. “I’m only here because you unjustly arrested my warriors. I am asking you to release them and return them to me, now.” They way they said that made it feel like anything they wanted could be brought forth into existence through the sheer force of their own will — but Yellowtusk only furrowed his brow in response.  

“Your warriors? You mean the viper’s guard?” He asked, suspicious now. They didn’t budge, but rolled their eyes, though not at him. 

“You mean the ‘guard’ that is made up of demons that the snake lady poisoned and kidnapped so she could force them to do their bidding? Because yeah, they’re  not hers.” The stated. “A quarter of them are warriors of mine and my sister’s clan. She had the gall to take them from within our borders.” They growled out that last part with a dark expression, fists clenching from where they rested on their biceps. 

Yellowtusk knew that, but was still a bit surprised regardless. He and the other celestial soldiers had arrested the viper’s demons following her defeat because her venomous control over the kinds of others was something she spread to her henchmen. He had removed the spell himself, leaving the demon in a confused daze. Even so, he had orders to see her warriors incarcerated, punished for partaking in crimes against the Celestial Realm. 

“And what exactly makes you believe we have them? We’re short of her full army.” He asked, wanting to be sure whether or not this gibbon was bluffing in order to make up for any numbers they might have lost during the battle with a handful of miscellaneous demons. They, on the other hand, narrowed their eyes at him with a slightly disbelieving look, before reaching into a pocket and thrusting their hand out at him, Yellowtusk seeing a small metal crest between their claws. It was silver and light, with the metalworking forming swirling lines that came together as a butterfly. It was a clan crest. 

“Because I saw one of your soldiers confiscating the armour of MY clan, that’s why. You should know which ones they came from. They ALL had this, covered by those scales that viper made them wear. She made them fodder.” The fury in their voice as they recounted the Viper’s deeds did indicate to Yellotusk that they were telling the truth, and he was stilled by the idea of what they described. He regarded the crest coolly, thoughtfully, but found the gibbon was unwilling to take silence as an answer.

“This is ridiculous.” They shook their head, arm dropping to their side and squaring their shoulders with righteous indignation. “You KNOW they were mind-controlled. You took the Viper demon down, the real threat is gone. Allow the warriors she captured to return to their rightful posts, and regain their agency. Their lives.”  Glancing around, Yellowtusk could see the Celestial soldiers around them were staring now, watching the display with either shock or anticipation. Yellowtusk scowled in the direction of some who looked amused under their helmets, and they turned away quickly. 

Yellowtusk sighed and turned back to the gibbon, who couldn’t seem to care less about the mocking eyes on them. 

“Would you speak to me in private about this?” He asked, his voice as imploring as it could be in this setting. Their face briefly scrunched up in distaste, but they also seemed to take note of his meaning, and sighed, nodding. They followed him into one of the larger nearby buildings still left standing, which Yellowtusk had been using as a makeshift office for his time here. Once he was sure they were alone, he turned to them in the dimness, sunlight breaking through the holes in the roof and walls. 

“Listen, Changbiyuan, I’m afraid that isn’t –” He paused, thinking and deciding to rephrase his next words before speaking again. “Our orders, my orders are to see any of the Viper’s forces imprisoned. She went against my realm, attacked one of our own. The emperor demands we make an example of her, and all who served her.” He said – though he didn’t find much conviction within his own words. He collected himself, keeping up his reasonable, yet untouchable front. The doubts he had and shared only with Peng in private, quiet places would not suffice out here in the field, where his loyalty was owed.

Even so, he felt himself wavering while looking into the gibbon’s eyes, something close to outrage burning within the browns of their irises, surging through them. “Unwillingly served her. Did you write THAT down? Or was that in the order given to you?” They challenged, eyes blazing. “My warriors would have never chose to do anything for her. They would have died before they submitted to a will they know not to be right.” Yellowtusk’s eyes widened at that notion, as they spoke it like it was just as things were. As they should be. 

“…I’m sorry. I do not have a choice here.” He said, as if he was still in broad daylight, under the sky, in the sights of Heaven, still staying under their thumb no matter how unjust it felt not doing so. He waited for Changbiyuan to let their anger slip, to end up getting dragged away by the nearby guards even with no intention of fighting, or even just curse him out and storm off. Instead, their eyes stayed on him for a long moment, before they dropped to the ground, nodding their head, seemingly in understanding. Or in consideration.

“Alright. I understand… “ they said, uncharacteristically calmly, and Yellowtusk did feel relieved, though the feeling was dragged down by a gnawing guilt — 

“If you need to enact punishment, then I’m right here.”

There weren’t many things that could make Yellowtusk’s mind halt, but this was officially one of them. “What?” He asked. 

Changbiyaun sighed, looking ahead, a heaviness set upon their frame. In this moment, the weight of their own sense of duty — the weight of the aftermath of war — was clear as their pride, and perhaps even outshone it. 

“They’re my soldiers. They’re in my charge and it is my duty to direct and guide them, and it was because of my own miscalculations and unthought decisions that put them in this position. They’re all some of the most sincere, most loyal demons I know, which is why I know they wouldn’t have done anything in these last few weeks that they weren’t forced to, and they never would’ve had their dignity violated so deeply if it weren’t for my misjudgment.” Thier voice never wavered. There was no self-pity in their words, no need for sympathy. Yellowtusk was still stunned even listening.

“I was in command, and of sound mind. I should have done better for them, and never should have forced my own will upon them the way that viper did. They are not at fault. and if you need someone to blame, I will take responsibility for their crimes, if you — “ They stopped, and brought their eyes back up  to Yellowtusk’s — and they were pleading.

“If you just let them go. Please.” 

Yellowtusk was silent, before he regained himself, giving the gibbon a hard look. “This is rash. You should know fully what you are saying. Surely your family — they need you here, protecting them.”

Changbiyaun snorted in response, looking to the side and shaking their head. “Dammit, that’s why I’m saying it. Wouldn’t you do the same?” They asked, glancing back at him, and Yellowtusk wasn’t sure if he should respond to that, though they didn’t give him time to.

“Those warriors are my clan. My family. I am here because those are the people I need to protect. So if I don’t do all I can for them, then I don’t deserve to.” They said, their voice full of fire, of finality, which was no less than what their eyes displayed, directed at the warrior within Yellowtusk rather than the Celestial without. 

He stared. This demon warrior of the mortal realm, displaying more bravery and nobility than most he met in a century. Was he so unsure of himself that he was letting them have the high ground here?…but then, has it been him on the lower end this whole time, no matter whether he was from the clouds above or not? How could he even still be standing here deliberating this? 

He took in a long, deep breath — and let it out like it was his last. Dammit, he thought, as he turned to the low table in the corner, various bamboo slips organised upon it. With a surprising amount of delicacy, he took a blank one, took his nearby ink, and wrote with careful speed. 

“That won’t be necessary.” He said as he finished, standing up and turning back to Changbiyaun, who was waiting only somewhat restlessly. He held out the slip to them, and they stared at it before giving him a questioning look. 

“That declares to the guards that you can access the captured warriors here in camp in order to locate yours, and leave with them.” He stated, and it was their turn to look surprised, eyes widening.

“What? You mean —“

“You can take them and go. Do not make a fanfare out of it, I do not do this lightly.” Yellowtusk said, still maintaining his necessary front as they took the slips from him. They were still looking up at him, their shock and suspicion laced with concern — directed at him.

“Your orders — you’re going to go back upstairs with an army that’s a quarter shorter than required?”

Yellowtusk shrugged. “Not if that quarter was never here to begin with as far as they’re concerned.” 

Changbiyaun stared at him for another moment longer, before their mouth closed in a firm smile, straightening once more and bowing. “Thank you.” They said, their strong, bold eyes soft with gratitude as they raised up, before turning and walking out of the building, into the sun.

Yellowtusk stayed there for a while, before leaving to return back to his duty. He had much more to think about in the centuries that passed as his loyalty to the Celestials waned further and further until he was eventually just biding his time — but he felt that even without his well-regarded memory,  he wouldn’t forget that day. Or that gibbon. 

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“Yellowtusk.” The Lotus Prince’s voice cut through the comfortable silence of Yellowtusk’s cell in the Celestial Realm. He turned from his reading, which Ne Zha allowed him to have for taking his arrest so willingly, to look over his shoulder at the figure of the Celestial from the other side of the magically enforced bars. He wasn’t going to try and escape, but he accepted the precautions as only standard. 

“You have a visitor.” Ne Zha stated, and Yellowtusk’s ears raised questionably at that. “The guards will stand by to observe, but I have confirmed they are associated with the Monkie Kid. Don’t get any ideas.” He said, before turning sharply and nodding over his shoulder at someone out of view. Then, he was gone.

Yellowtusk was still with thought. He couldn’t think of who that could possibly be, and the fact they knew the heroes he had briefly fought alongside those few weeks ago didn’t help in that regard.

 Still, he sighed to himself and turned, knowing it was only right to face whomever this was fully and without shame — and was startled seeing they were already standing there. He hadn’t even heard them walking up to the cell. 

An elderly ape with a gentle, relaxed expression and stature was in front of this cell door, long white hair cascading down thier shoulders and partly done up at the back of their head. They wore what looked to be a modern variation of long, loose hanfu under a beige woollen jacket. But what really struck Yellowtusk was their eyes — or maybe the lack of them, and they were empty, dark pools with two golden pupils of light centering them, like he has seen in ghosts or spirits in the past. Beyond that, their dark blue fur framed the shape of a butterfly on their face —

Wait. 

Yellowtusk stood now in utter bewilderment as the memory of that young gibbon warrior full of promise, pride and self-sacrifice came back to him, the image of them melding into the gibbon in front of him now, the crowsfeet around their eyes lifting as they smiled at him, kind and warm — with just the hint of that familiar smirk he remembering when they teased his title, now seeing that he indeed remembered them. 

“Elephant memory?” They guessed, their voice clearly weathered by age along with the rest of them, but still holding that sense of undaunting strength, and compassion.  

“It’s you.” Yellowtusk breathed, stepping closer to the cell door before they were both standing as those two warriors in that dilapidated village building once did, two millennia ago. 

Changbiyaun grinned. “Hey there, Yellowtusk the Wise. Turns out, I missed one.”

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@journeytomonkiekid if I did some with Zhuang Jie I had to do some with Changbiyuan, they’re a package deal

This was gonna start out as a couple funny doodles and then the idea of Changbiyuan and Wan Ji to “Here Comes a Thought” hit me like a truck

SO In my mind this is what would happen if Wan Ji did some special meditative training with Changbiyaun, the kind that they did all the time in the ghost/spirit realm to maintain and strengthen themselves, I dunno if or when Wan Ji would need it necessarily but it’s a cool exercise regardless

(Changbiyuan means that her body won’t be ‘alive’ if her spirit has left it but it will still be preserved, she would only truly be dead if her physical body was killed. It’s really just meditation and not dangerous and I’m assuming by this point Wan Ji would have experienced weirder stuff shbwhsbwb. Plus Changbiyuan has a sorta sardonic humour about these things but when you’re half ghost, that’s how you deal hbHBshHBJ)

Step-parent jokes with Macaque aside, Changbiyaun isn’t really a parental figure like Zhuang Jie is (in any familial setting they’re more of an auncle), but they’re a compassionate and patient (if plainspoken) mentor type who is always willing to listen and offer help when they can. They’re deeply kind but they do NOT take bulllshit from anyone, and I have a feeling Wan Ji would like that about them

Anyhow I hope this vibes Wish:DD

Wan Ji/ Saria belongs to @journeytomonkiekid

I wanted to draw Wan Ji with my Macaque adoptive dad oc guy Zhuang Jie! I can imagine Macaque introducing Wan Ji to his long dead dad who came back to life would be quite a surprise, but I like to think they’d have a nice friendship and non-official in-law relationship ahbahabah

I think Zhuang Jie would definitely like Wan Ji a lot and would approve of her and Macaque’s relationship, especially since he’s seeing his son be happy and comfortable with her. He could tell her a lot of cute stories about what Macaque was like as a kiddo, and in the first drawing he’s giving her the address of his and Changbiyuan’s (his qpp) home

Many props to Wan Ji and Eclipse Apprentice:D

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For reasons I’ve decided to outline where I stand with my two main LMK OCs and having kids, to make it clear to everyone hopefully.

Cw// mentions of sex and producing children

First IMPORTANT CONTEXT: Changbiyaun and Zhuang Jie are (mostly) elderly characters and asexual queer platonic partners. They are eventually married and are emotionally and physically intimate with one another, but don’t go beyond a certain point. That was also the relationship Changbiyuan had with their late spouse Zhizhu. They don’t have a sexual relationship, and even if they did they probably couldn’t naturally produce children even if they wanted to, but that’s besides the point.

Anyway how Zhuang Jie and Changbiyuan both individually feel about having kids

Zhuang Jie: Before having his surrogate family, Zhuang Jie wasn’t emotionally or mentally available to entertain thoughts about having marriage or kids, given his bloody profession. But when he promised his mentor to take care of her younger sister and her children following her death, shedding the cold-blooded killer persona to become a family man was something that caused him quite a lot of inner turmoil, as he suddenly found that he liked having these relationships and maybe even wanted them, but the involvement of sex/romance and heteronormative way that they were expected to come about in the time he lived made him uncomfortable in a way he didn’t really understand, until Changbiyuan came along and expressed that they felt the same way. He truly came to love his surrogate children in a fatherly way, and you already know the story with Liu Er. All the children he has ever had in any AU have never been biologically related to him, and he’s happy with it that way.

Changbiyaun: They’ve never personally wanted kids. They are pretty good with kids, mainly due to having their nieces and nephews when they were alive, but being a parent themselves has just never been in the cards for them, and Zhizhu respected that. The situation with Macaque is different because by the time they meet him he’s a full grown adult who can take care of himself. They do love him like a son, since through Zhuang Jie he basically is, but their familial relationship isn’t based really on providing or caregiving or “bringing you into this world”, more just being available and there. I don’t mind AUs where kid Mac is involved, but I try to make it so that Zhuang Jie is always in the main caretaker and parent spot, if that makes sense (Changbiyuan and Zhuang Jie are in a partnership, so they’ll be there to help cuz that’s just they would do for the people they love)

So basically, biological kids for the LWAU duo are a no, even if it’s mainly because of the way I’ve constructed their characters, but yeah. It would just delegitimize a lot of what makes them them. In the main AU they’ve got their hands full with one emotionally damaged adoptive monkey son and being grandparent figures for basically everyone. And if you guys can respect that with me, you can respect that for other people no matter their reasoning. And if you can’t, go away.

[rayalltheway]

Chángbìyuán, lil girl, holidays, and the art of war

I barely draw them (I barely draw a lot of things I should draw for this AU) but they have a sweet lil relationship, and meddle in Liu Er’s and Zhuang Jie’s relationship mending. It’s a matter of justice

Wish you all happy holidays and new year

[rayalltheway]

Another blue moon, another spooder? No - a BIG SPOODER

I mean can’t go wrong with fusions

this here is Chángzhū (Chángbìyuán/Zhīzhū)

w/ voice claim: They sound like obi wan Kenobi for the vibes

some notes

They’re like a proud seen-it-all butler/groundskeeper type, you know what I’m talking about - the one who attempts to keep a casual snarky order over their home and it’s occupants, and so help you if you try and upset that

The nerdy doctor/jock-type warrior comes together into a big, furry beleaguered babysitter with brain and brawn, and yes you are absolutely daft for getting yourself injured but they’re gonna carry you back home and take care of you anyway

Took inspiration from wolf spiders for their look/instincts

They’re super stable, functioning fully as his own person to the point it’s hard to distinguish a difference, even if they’re only sometimes around. This would lead to an extremely confusing introduction on Zhuang Jie’s end in the family AU for sure

Speaking of Zhuang Jie, they function a lot like practical colleagues with him, though the feelings both Zhizhu and Changbiyuan have for him are in there

Is most loyal to his ladyship/half-younger sister Bái Méimáo, her advisor and friend

Has four arms