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emelinstriker · 3 months ago

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☆ More ESAU Headcanons ☆

Happy New Year! :D

And since my recent art burnout's been a bitch, I decided to at least cook up something by writing down headcanons. Soooo here's some mostly trivial headcanons about the Champions. :)

☆ ~ Headcanons ~ ☆

☆ Wukong

>Did you know he has a collection of snacks hidden on his side of the bedroom? No? Now you do. Macaque already knew that since the start because Wukong isn't subtle about grabbing bags of peach chips from his hiding place. The bags are loud enough that Macaque's intense hearing isn't even required.

>He's also still a hoarder at heart. So don't be surprised if you find out that his closet is filled with items you can tell he doesn't need at all. The only reason the room itself isn't messy is because otherwise Macaque would forcefully shadow-portal his items away to keep things as presentable as possible.

>Not hard to figure out based on his design, but he's not really a fan of shirts. His cape and shoulder guard are fine, but an actual shirt or something else fully covering his torso feels like it's too much. He can get a bit annoyed when dressing up more as a form of disguise, but he also won't openly complain about it.

☆ Macaque

>Definitely holds the record for the highest kill count in the palace. Sure, he has a head start with how long him and Wukong had been servants before the others, but he still has more kills than his brother regardless.

>Him and Ao Lie aren't just besties in regards to them being both concerningly out of their minds, but they also both enjoy reading and gushing about fiction. You could find Macaque often hang around the library even before Ao Lie joined. Though, their tastes in the genres are a bit different. Macaque leans more towards overdramatic romantic books. Or just drama in general. They give him inspiration.

>He accidentally spilled just a tiny bit wine on the carpet once while trying to seduce a Master, and he never forgave himself for that ever since. He was so convinced that single mistake ruined his chances.

☆ Mink

>Despite the way he acts around the other Champions, he actually does care about them... somewhat. He certainly wouldn't be all that opposed to the idea of some of them suddenly disappearing. However, much like a previous point I talked about regarding him being physically unable to have a crush, the same principle applies to true hatred.

>He doesn't hate the others, contrary to popular belief. He just manages to annoy them to the point of some certain Champions wanting to fight and beat him up whenever possible. His blunt way of speaking and casual demeanor, no matter the regular emotion one would have in situations, only adds to why he's not well-liked in the group. That's him pretty much mirroring the Guardian.

>Deliberately leaves tiny pieces of his ink around the palace. The others believe it's just Mink being an asshole and refusing to fully retract his ink. But it's just him doing his job. They have no idea about the lost souls that walked into his small puddles.

☆ Nezha

>Daddy issues. Only really internally though since he can barely remember much of his family. But he does get a bit jealous whenever he sees one of his Masters have a happy relationship with their father. He can't explain why either, but he also would never admit to it. He's in denial.

>Secretly helps out Red Son in subtle ways. Like placing items he was supposed to find for their Master in an easier spot.

>His bed and its surroundings have so much pink and red going on, it looks like he's ready for Valentine's Day all year long.

☆ MK

>You know how his memory is absolutely the worst out of all of them? Oddly enough, he's a fast learner despite that. He may even retain certain parts of what he learned, especially if it involves muscle memory.

>Sleeps with plushies, of which some may be gifts from previous Masters.

>Gets this really odd feeling of familiarity whenever he see the people from that one noodle shop his Master sometimes sends him to. But he also doesn't like sticking around for too long because they've been trying to convince him to stay. That doesn't sit right with him. Their scents also made him suspicious. The green girl smells a lot like Ao Lie, so he doesn't trust her.

☆ Red Son

>Great at cooking and crafting, but horrible at gardening. Nezha can vouch. He once tried teaching Red Son a bit of gardening in case he couldn't tend to the courtyard for a while. It ended up in Nezha's soul nearly leaving his body at the sight of some plants catching on fire.

>If there's something like a broken toilet, he unfortunately is the one being asked to fix it. He's never been given any direct orders about it, but he ended up fixing such matters regardless to get a bit more recognition amongst the servants.

>He owns cute little cookie cutters in the shape of the Champions. One Master formed those for him, and he's enjoyed using those whenever he could.

☆ Azure

>"He asked for no pickles"-energy when out with the other Champions just to relax and hangout in the city.

>Unironically once put a leashed harness on MK after he managed to get lost too many times while the two of them, plus Nezha, were on a mission.

>Gentle giant with a heart of gold... But he also won't hesitate to swiftly crush someone if they were to go against any rules he himself follows. Of course, he would never willingly harm any of the other Champions, even if they sometimes do get on his nerves by breaking rules... We're going to ignore the fact that he has disposed of a few unruly low-ranked servants that spoke badly of his Master and their legacy.

☆ Ao Lie

>The wholesome persona he puts up is more fake than Macaque's glamor. They're both pretty much close to equally unhinged and psychotic, but Macaque is a lot better at hiding it.

>He's surprisingly skilled at crochet. It's actually something he started doing because Azure was trying to get him to open up a bit more, so he showed him how to make some lil crochet animals that Azure had learned from a previous Master.

>Bookworm who has dissected a Celestial Hunter out of curiosity before, as if it were a fun school project.

☆ Jin

>Without his brother around, he is actually extremely calm and laid back. Not that he isn't with Yin around, but it's a lot more prominent when his brother isn't hyping him up with more of his own energy.

>Really likes putting together puzzles and organizing things. Which is why he tends to help Ao Lie organize books that weren't properly put back. He's also really good at playing Jenga with how he also enjoys stacking.

>Gives off a calm dad-vibe similar to Azure, but a lot more nonchalant in the way he reacts to things. Unlike Azure, he's not really a fan of upholding certain rules.

☆ Yin

>Without his brother around, he tends to act more cold and somewhat more easily aggressive. Usually Jin would hold him back and balance him out with his calmer energy.

>He had a run-in with a Karen one time while him and his brother were on a mission in Megapolis, and now he really does not like socializing with the humans in the city. As in, you know those annoying moments where your parent meets a friend at a store at random and they start to small-talk, and you just want to go home? That's how he feels whenever his brother is being all laid back about socializing with the humans they have to interact with.

>Actually more experienced in close-combat than Jin. He used to rub that fact in just to tease him, until he lost in a sparring match to Wukong shortly after having joined the ranks of the Champions... No, the match wasn't required for anything, nor did Wukong even want to do anything at all that day. But Yin kept on boasting so much about his close-combat skills towards Jin that Wukong felt a bit annoyed and asked for a match to let Yin prove himself. Unsurprisingly, Yin lost the match fairly quickly, but it only made him respect the Blue Champion... Oh, and he shut up about his close-combat skills, which Jin was silently thanking the older Champion for.

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qingyingpocketlirary · 1 month ago

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Tea Collection 3; Nezha. Lavender (a herbal tea)

Looking back, he was in the wrong.

“Did you really just wing that plan of yours?”

Tang had asked when things were calm. The kids were all sleeping, tucked into a nest where they would be safe and warm with the little monkeys. The Pig was by the remains of the campfire and Macaque was long gone. The large blue demon was sat quietly with the blue cat in his lap, seemingly meditating.

His own accusation that Wukong never had any good plan for this whole mess had prompted the question from Tang and it had led to... well, Nezha should really have known better than to push the Monkey King.

Apparently, Wukong’s whole plan had been well thought out, and despite himself, Nezha couldn’t deny that if things had gone the way Wukong intended, the fight with the Lady Bone Demon might have gone very differently.

The Monkey King had actually planned to use the train ride to the mountain to speak about the fourth ring privately, to tell them that during his time away before the Bone Demon stole his staff, he had visited the place where Ao Lie had said he’d be laid to rest, hoping to find the ring entombed with his lost friend. Instead, he’d found the tomb empty, and realised that there was no trace of the fire there at all. That had been when Wukong realised that the fourth ring had to have been passed down the chain, meaning that as his descendant, Mei likely had the ring and it was only because of her dragon heritage and her immense chi that the ring had been rendered dormant within her. A testament to just how powerful the young girl was and could be if she ever tried to apply herself the way dragons of old had.

Because the ring was needed for the ritual, Wukong had planned to make a numbing pill, one strong enough to leave Mei completely senseless so that he could remove the ring without hurting her the way removing the fire from Red Son had hurt him as a babe.

Nezha had demanded to know why this pill hadn’t been used on the child if it was so powerful. Wukong had remarked that the pill was a later invention, crafted after weeks of Ao Lie suffering silently with the pain until his body had given up and he’d collapsed into a shallow river, desperate for some relief.

Wukong went on, ignoring Nezha in favour of answering Tang’s questions about what he would have done after the rings were in his possession, explaining that his plan had been to use the rings and the fire to battle the Lady Bone Demon, using the flames to slowly chip away at her power and force her to abandon the child she’d taken as a host, allowing Wukong to unleash all the power of the fire upon the demon and end her.

With that done, he intended to turn the fire onto the corrupted relics and the trapped souls within the Trigram Furnace, cleansing it and them of any lingering hold the witch might have tried to leave upon them. Then, he would return to the mountain and split the fire back into four rings.

Nezha had scoffed at this and asked if the Rings would have then become yet another part of Wukong’s horde of relics and artifacts.

“One ring would go back to the Demon Bull King. One ring would go back to Chang’e, one ring would stay with me and the now solid fourth ring would be returned to Mei. The map would have been returned to you then and we could have all gone back to ignoring each other. But, as always, no one listens when I try to talk.”

“I can understand why you didn’t tell the Third Lotus Prince your plan. But why didn’t you tell us?” Tang had asked, hurt and concern laced in his tone. “If we had known the plan, it wouldn’t have been so easy for Macaque to gain the upper hand.”

“The few people I once trusted with my back are gone, either sealed in the Underworld, they no longer call themselves my friend, or they are dead of old age. Those high above don’t trust me, those deep below despise me and many in the inbetween can’t even believe I'm real. I got used to doing things on my own, with no one to watch my back a long time ago. So, I kept the plan to myself and did what I saw as the best choices for all of you.” The Monkey King stated, shaking his head. “But, it's over now. Mei is safe, the fire within her is contained and with Red Son’s help she’ll be able to master it as her own, the Lady Bone Demon is gone… Another victory for MK.”

“Not yourself, Sun Wukong?” Nezha couldn’t help but snip.

Wukong turned sharply and for a moment, Nezha saw a flash of red eyes that had been absent for so long. “No Li Nezha, this wasn’t a victory to me because I didn’t win this battle.” Wukong’s tail lashed, and broke a nearby boulder in half. “MK did. A boy who is practically a baby compared to you and me and everyone else up in that grand hell you call home upon high.” Cracks began to form at Wukong’s feet, and Nezha saw blood drip from his clenched fists at his sides. “In fact, this is the third time that boy has put a stop to mistakes Heaven began by himself, and yet, not one of you dared to come down here to help when you saw what was happening.”

“Wukong-”

“Not a one of you bothered to think that maybe, just maybe, the normal folk who actually have to work and earn their living, might need a little heavenly help with this mess before one of the few demons in all the world; who could match me blow for blow and took the combined efforts of me and my Master to seal, might I just add. Got back enough of her power to threaten Heaven and turn every realm into an icy waste land?” A burst of chi, enough to knock Nezha back a few feet as Wukong’s lips curled into a snarl, showing the normally glamoured teeth that lay beneath, sharp and ready to rip flesh from bone. “No, of cause not, because as per fucking usual, Heaven was too busy pretending that nothing and no one can ever reach their little estate of grand palaces in the clouds! Too busy with meaningless Merit and status to care that the people who actually matter are suffering! Too blind to understand that just maybe, something besides me might succeed and kill the Jade Emperor.”

“Monkey.” The Blue demon tried to soothe, but Wukong was beyond such attempts now, the glamour was flickering now, and it was only thanks to the moon light that Nezha could see the brief flashes of the scars that littered Wukong’s face, the band around his head, the burns around his mouth and neck, the ruined eyelids…

How many of those scars did Heaven give him? How many more were hidden that Nezha knew his hands and weapons had caused? Did Wukong even remember them all?

“A boy, Li Nezha, a boy not even a quarter way through his life, was the one who defeated the Lady Bone Demon. Not you, not me, him. So go on and have your final say. Take a jab at me and make yourself feel good for finally winning a petty argument like the reckless, uneducated child you clearly still are. I’m so eager to know what possible victory you gain, beyond making yourself no better than the bastard who sired you!”

“Monkey!” Something in the tone, the suddenness of it all, or maybe it was the fact the blue demon had stood up and put himself between them that made Wukong stop and look at the demon with wide eyes.

Something unsaid went between them, and then Wukong had turned away, ignoring any attempts to call after him as he summoned his nimbus and took off at speed.

He pushed too far. Every bit the child he’d been so long ago, the child who never gained the approval of a man he’d only ever loved in the beginning.

Before he could retreat into meditation, he felt a shift, ever so slight and barely noticeable, but there and before he could stand and mask his injuries behind a glamour, the persons who had arrived stepped into the room and all at once, Nezha was on the verge of tears.

The first to enter was a woman, modernly dressed and mortal at a glance, but the aura of her and the faintest hints of white light that followed her movements spoke of her godly nature, however minor. She silently greeted Nezha with a respectful bow, but it was not too deep, as she was helping to guide the other into the room with great respect and care.

The second to enter was a man, dressed in familiar robes and frail in appearance, his long white beard neatly groomed and smoothed from years of care and attention. One arm cradling his long tailed fly-brush and the other was resting in the hands of the woman, allowing her to guide him as his eyes were still not quite adjusted to the brightness of Heaven.

Taiyi Zhenren, Nezha’s master and teacher, who had helped Nezha face the Dragon King of the East when he had rebelled, the man who brought Nezha back and comforted him when his own father had driven him to death. The man who had come down from his mountain with flowers and offerings to leave at the headstone of Nezha’s mother’s grave when she had passed, and who had been more of a father to him than the head of the Li Family.

“Master. Lady Chayi.” He greeted, quickly standing and descending the steps to greet them both. “Please, you did not have to-”

“I could feel your distress in my meditation, my student. I will not deny you comfort and aid when it is within my power still to give it to you. Even if I ought to have brought something to better shade my eyes from the brightness.” The frail old man dismissed his concerns softly, a fondness to his tone as the woman guided him further into the room, closer to Nezha. “You are injured.”

“It will heal by the morning.” Nezha assured as they met, gently taking the old man’s hands in his own as the Lady stepped back, allowing the old master and student their moment, she had never spoken of anything she witnessed, and she never would.

No one needed to know that the two embraced as family, no one needed to know that there was a small dampness to the elderly man’s shoulder from the few tears that slipped free in the safety of that embrace.

“If you are sure,” Zhenren relented, slowly stroking Nezha’s hair before pulling back a little. “Now, what has you in such a state of turmoil, my student? You’re brothers are well, yes?”

“It is nothing of the family, Master. I just… I…” Nezha turned his gaze away, suddenly feeling every bit the young boy he had been so long ago, unsure of his words and actions after waking from what he’d thought would be his last breath.

The sound of pouring water and the scent of tea drifted by, and both males turned to see the lady had crafted a table and three chairs from seemingly nothing, setting a cup at each seat for each of them and herself as she poured the hot water into each cup.

“Lavender?” Nezha asked, somewhat confused. “You know I do not sleep.”

“The scent is good to help the restless drift into a restful sleep, yes. But in tea, the flavour helps to reduce stress and anxiety.” She explained with a kind smile. “It seemed fitting, given the late hour.”

“Thank you, Lady Chayi.” Nezha said, and helped his master to sit first.

“Please, use my name, the title feels far too grand for me, especially when at such a humble gathering with good company.” She requested of him as he pulled her chair out so she could sit down before him.

It was the lowest statue Heaven could offer to her without insulting the Great Sage of Tea’s disciple, Nezha reminded himself and yet still finding himself shocked at how reluctant the goddess was to use her gifted title. She barely permitted it when it came to her in written form, such that only the Jade Emperor and The Golden Star of Venus could use it without making her wince in discomfort.

But if anyone was to hear them-

“Very well, Chi Yue. If it is what you prefer, then please, call me Zhenren, our titles are not needed to share good tea. Is that not fair, Nezha?” His master smiled, and Nezha knew if someone was to overhear, they’d not question the lack of titles at the table.

“Yes Ma- Ahem, Zhenren.” He quickly corrected himself.

Neither of them reprimanded him for the slight slip, only sharing a smile between them before taking their first sips of the tea.

There was no judgement amongst them, even as Nezha spoke of what had happened, not just Sun Wukong stealing the scroll but also the chase across the west, the fourth ring’s activation within the dragon girl, the possession of Sun Wukong, the battle and eventual defeat of the Lady Bone Demon at the hands of a mortal child.

“After the battle, they invited me to stay and rest a while, and for a time, things were pleasant. Until the sunset and I made a careless accusation.” Nezha said, his shoulders sagged and his body slumped in the chair, heavy with thoughts and questions he doubted he’d ever get to ask now that he’d pushed Wukong to the point of near violence.

“Oh Nezha.” Zhenren sighed. “Such a sharp tongue was not needed.”

“I know, I was wrong to push him… But I was so angry with him. All of this could have been avoided if he had just told me what the plan he had was instead of just showing up and trying to just take the scroll.” Nezha said.

“Would you have listened?” Chi Yue asked. “If he had told you what the plan was, would you have let him take the Scroll and do what needed to be done, trusting his words to return with the Scroll when the task was done?”

“...” Nezha slumped into his chair. “No. Sun Wukong being here put me on alert and, what with the history of him being in Heaven… I gave him no choice.”

“While your reaction was understandable, the way I recall, it was not Sun Wukong who began the whole mess in Heaven the first time.” Zhenren remarked, sipping his cup slowly, careful not to speak too loudly.

“Seems to me that you have forgotten that despite your current appearance, you are still a child, Little Nezha.” Chi Yue said, easily leading the conversation forwards. “It is understandable, given your desire to be respected, but it seems you have kept the lie up for too long and it has begun to affect your thinking.”

“What makes you think so?” Zhenren asked, setting his cup down with a fond smile.

“Since we arrived, Nezha has lost six inches of his height, and his face has grown rounder, his scarf is restless, constantly twisting into lazy loops and twists and, most telling of all things,” the goddess said, and gently reached over to put her hand over Nezha’s, stopping them from-

Oh. That was why his hands felt sore.

“He’s been picking at his own fingers, a nervous habit many children suffer when they feel anxious or overly stressed about a situation.” She said with a kind smile, pushing some of her chi, steady and kind like warm water over aching muscles, into his hands. The small amount healing the raw sores and peeled skin with the same ease and painlessness as any god.

“I’m sorry,” He said, filling his hands with the cup so as not to start picking again, instead, letting the glamour of his adult self fall away to allow himself to better focus on healing his still sore body.

“Whatever for?” Zhenren asked. “You may be a titled Prince of Heaven and a masterful warrior now, but first and foremost to all those things, you were Little Nezha, the blessed gift to your lady mother for her faithfulness and devotion, not only to her husband, but to the Queen Mother of the West. You were blessed to her as a child whom she could have loved forever more, had that vile witch not taken her from you in such a cruel way.”

Nezha winced at the reminder of the loss, the memory of his mother, a mortal woman so kind, so loving and so gentle, quickly becoming weak and frail, withering away faster than the doctors could treat the poison that stole away her life.

A light flick, a touch barely there, wiped away the tears that managed to slip free of his eyes.

“You’re allowed to be the child she would have loved, and if anyone, be they immortal or god, has a problem with that, then it speaks to their ignorance and disrespect to the Queen Mother more than it speaks of you. Such people are not worthy of your time or your energy.” Zhenren said kindly, as Chi Yue refilled Nezha’s cup before Zhenren’s and then her own.

“If this low born one may be so bold, I prefer your true appearance to the adult form you insist on holding.” The goddess said with pride.

“Why?” Nezha asked, unable to stop himself in the moment of shock at her words.

“Because it’s your true appearance.” Chi Yue answered honestly.

“But, why do you prefer it? What could anyone possibly like about this?” The Third Lotus Prince rephrased. “Its short, unproportioned to my statues and duties, and-”

“And it is the you that your mother loved.” Chi Yue said. “To borrow some wise words from times past, to change, or alter what something is, when that something is not yours, is to ruin it for the person it was intended for. For example; If I were to wish for it, I could pour myself a Darjinglee tea from this pot right now, and if I wanted, I could form a plate of cakes to go with that bend of tea. Then because that is what I wanted and only what I wanted, I could pour the same tea and bring the same cakes for you, if this is what you want, then I am straying true to you and your wants. But if you do not want it, and instead prefer a sweeter tea, like say, Rooibos tea, or something sharper on the tongue, like a blend of Mint tea, and instead of cakes, you’d want small pastries or candies, and I deny that to you. I am ruining your experience of the tea for my own enjoyment, my own wants.”

“Hm, simple wisdom, but wisdom nonetheless.” Zhenren nodded. “From whom did you hear such words?”

“A kind old granny, a very long time ago.” Chi Yue said and both men caught the hint of loss in his words before she continued. “The same logic is so for your appearance, Nezha. I like you to appear as the child you were meant to be, because you were a gift to your mother. A child whom she could love and raise without worry that you would be taken and forced into the same style of life as your elder brothers, Jinzha and Muzha. The child who your mother could raise to be a gentle and kind soul, that is the Nezha the world should know. The Lotus Prince who put down the Dragon King of the East and the child who was blessed with his mother’s love eternal for her devotion to her family and faith. Not the adult appearance the man who sired you forces you to appear as, just because he can not stand the imaginary shame of it being associated with his family name.”

“It isn’t imaginary.” Nezha said, a familiar defence to the behaviour. “I killed Ao Bing. A Dragon prince equal to myself and I spoke poorly to Ao Guang.”

“After Ao Guang caused discord amongst the human realm for three years in your father’s absence and then sent his son to attack you, in retaliation for you defending your friends from being taken as offering to him. An act that had never been stopped before because humans back then were scared of the Dragon King of the East and never questioned the many missing people snatched from the waters as they bathed or washed their clothes.” Zhenren recalled, softly putting a hand on Nezha’s smaller one. A tenderness shared only between them. “If the Dragon King of the Eastern Sea had simply left well enough alone back then, his son could well be alive today.”

“But I-”

“You reacted, Nezha.” Chi Yue said. “Ao Guang cast the first stone in making the choice to be wicked and cruel in his domain during the time Li Jing was moping about the long pregnancy his wife had been blessed with. The ripples that went out from there and came back to him with the consequences of his actions. If General Li Jing wants to blame you for the fall out of his failing to subdue Ao Guang before the trouble grew beyond his control, then it is he who brings the greatest shame upon the Li family name.”

Before Nezha could ask what she meant by those words, Zhenren spoke up. “My dear lady, your truths are pure, like the waters of your birth and you are right to speak them. But this is not the place.” he said and there was the slightest flick of his fly-brush, back towards the doorway.

And quite suddenly, Nezha realised while they had been talking, another presence had approached, but had masked themselves to remain undetected by Chi Yue and him in his still recovering state.

A very familiar presence.

How long had- Oh stars, how much had he heard?

“But Zhenren-”

“You are right, the father has forgotten old wisdoms of the mortal realm, and for that, he should be corrected.” Zhenren went on to say, and Nezha swallowed the sound that tried to escape him down with a mouthful of the tea, hoping his face didn’t show the sudden shock. “But it is not the place of you or I to remind him of this. It should be his elder sons, or if not them, his seniors and brothers in arms.”

“His elder sons do not dare, he has them trained well enough to keep their silence even if they know he is wrong. And those who should correct him above them simply ignore it or are kept from giving corrections by others.” Chi Yue sighed, suddenly showing a very young side of herself as she turned her nose up to the topic, much in the way a child turned away from a meal they disliked at the table. “I’m not afraid to tell him to his face, nor do I care what he thinks of me in turn. Men like him do not deserve sympathy nor grace when they choose to be needlessly cruel to others.”

Zhenren laughed at that and Nezha felt himself smiling at the sound. It was a fond laugh, one of a man who enjoyed the braveness and honesty of young children around him, yet still understood that there were rules to follow and lines to avoid crossing.

“Such bravery, Oh my, I dare say such boldness would startle many an old warrior if they’d heard it back then.” He said and set his now empty teacup down. “But, I fear we have kept Nezha from his meditation far too long already. What with our talk of appearances, looks and statues.” He expressed, giving Nezha the answer to the question he’d been unable to voice.

As Nezha helped his Master stand, he felt a surge of Chi, warm as the sun as just as gentle, pass into him and all at once, his aches and pains were washed away, allowing him to properly glamour himself once more as an adult, and waved away the now unneeded seating placements. “Thank you for your time, Master.” The Third Lotus Prince bid as he stepped back and bowed deeply to the old Master. “And thank you for the tea, Lady Chayi.” He bid, with another bow to Chi Yue.

The old Master chuckled fondly, and offered as low a bow as his frail body allowed. “Until next time we both meet, my student.”

“Until next time, Prince Nezha.” Chi Yue smiled, and with a flick of his fly-brush, the two were gone, and Nezha made a point of not looking to the doorway as he climbed the steps back to his post and assumed the lotus position to begin meditation.

He pretended he didn’t hear the steps that walked away from the doors a few moments later.

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I will get around to sorting out a Head Cannon Post for things that don't make it into my serises, but first I have to finish making sure I don't accidently mix up any of my other works with what will be happening in the A Very Broken World story.

Enjoy!!!!!!!

#lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk tea collection #lmk nezha #lmk sandy #lmk tang #lmk sun wukong #taiyi zhenren #lmk Li Jing #lmk muzha #lmk jinzha

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delighteddistractions555 · 30 days ago

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LMK Incorrect Quotes 2#

The madness continues-

(Nezha is at an outside picnic bench with a platter of piping hot honey buns.)

Sun Wukong: Oooohhh!! Can I have one?!

Nezha: Frick off. These are mine.

Sun Wukong: Well ain’t someone being a greedy little brat-

Erlang Shen: Hiya buddy! Mind if I join you?

Nezha: Sure! We can split the platter. (Moves aside to let Erlang sit with him.)

Sun Wukong: …..NOW HOLD ON A PIPING HOT MINUTE!!! HOW COME HE GETS HONEY BUNS BUT NOT ME?!?!

Nezha: You may be humanity’s hero, but you’re definitely not mine.

Erlang Shen: Eh, you can’t win 'em all sunshine~ (Chomps into a honey bun.)

Sun Wukong: This isn’t fair!! No one ever shares their food with me!!!

MK: Oh! I’ll share my lunch with you Monkey King!! (Holds up a platter of delectable looking sandwiches.)

Sun Wukong: Why thank you! At least SOMEONE cares unlike some stupid greedy gods I’m too gracious to name!

Sun Wukong: *Takes a sandwich, bites into it, goes completely still, and faints within a minute.*

MK: O-o?!?!?!

Nezha: What the-

Erlang Shen: ……Kid. What exactly was in those sandwiches?!

MK: Uuuhhhh, pickles?….

Erlang Shen: Wukong is ALLERGIC to pickles!

MK: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! CALL THE AMBULANCE!!!! CALL 911!!!! CALL GUANYIN!!!

Nezha: Of all the things to almost kill the Great Sage, a damn overlooked food allergy takes the cake….

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Nezha: Hey, whatcha got there Erlang?

Erlang Shen: *Holding a cup of cheese tea in one hand and something else behind his back.* Cheese tea.

Nezha: The other thing behind your back duh!!

Erlang Shen: Gee squirt, can’t a guy have his secrets in peace?!

(MK arrives on his cloud, hops off it, and presents a steaming bag of noodles to Erlang.)

MK: Here’s your order Erlang!! I double-checked it was the right one!

Erlang Shen: Thanks MK, so who's your friend?

MK: What-

(MK turns around to check only for Erlang to swipe his staff, take out Li Jing’s pagoda, and smash it to smithereens.)

MK: *Beyond flabbergasted and faints.*

Nezha: …………WHAT THE FRICK YOUR ACTUALLY MY DAMN HERO ERLANG!!!!

(Nezha runs to the demigod to hug him.)

Erlang Shen: Happy Early Birthday Nezzie~

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Muzha: So Father is the Emperor now…

Nezha: Yay. Can I die now?

Muzha & Jinzha: NO.

Jinzha: I bet you anything, Father will marry us off to produce heirs to strengthen his hold on the throne.

Muzha: Brother! Whatever gave you that idea?! I’m celibate and I doubt the brat here will ever be mature enough for marriage.

Nezha: Disregarding that last part, I agree with the bamboo pole on this. Father isn’t that crass or politically ambitious.

(Li Jing enters the room.)

Li Jing: Sons. There you are.

Muzha: Greetings Father! What is it that you need-

(Cue the Three Lotus Princes spotting the foreign goddess queen tailed by three princesses.)

The Three Lotus Princes: *Infernal screaming and they all ditch the palace in a trail of lotus petals.*

Jinzha: I SO CALLED IT!!!

Nezha: SHUT UP AND RUN!!!!

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Sun Wukong: Hehehehehe!! I have the most perfect prank to pull on that three-eyed half-blood!

Macaque: Ooooohhh!! Whatcha planning oh Great Sage?

Sun Wukong: I’m glad you asked my shadowy friend! So first I’m going to send a present to his house but make it look like it came from Nezha…

Macaque: Uh-huh.

Sun Wukong: The present will have a special pair of sunglasses to cover all three of his eyes. And I’ve placed a special enchantment on them…

Macaque: Go on.

Sun Wukong: It prevents him from using his Third Eye properly so I’m going to shapeshift into Xiaotian and infiltrate his house….

Macaque: Hhhhhmm.

Sun Wukong: Use a sleeping bug on the real doggo and hide him in the closet so he can’t rat me out….

Macaque: Okay.

Sun Wukong: Pretend to be his precious pet until he’s asleep-

Macaque: Annnnnnnnd?

Sun Wukong: Then raid his alcohol shelf, steal all his weapons or treasures, and spray paint the house before I leave!!

Macaque: Ooooohhhhh!! That’s a good prank! Except for one tiny detail…

Sun Wukong: Whatever could I have missed?

(Cue “Macaque” shape shifting to his true self, Erlang.)

Erlang Shen: You don’t tell the victim about your plan….

Wukong: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

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(MK has hosted a party where he invited everyone he was friends with. Princess Iron Fan and Erlang are on the opposite sides of the party room. Once in a while casting a glance at each other.)

Erlang Shen: *In his mind.* Huh, it’s been a while since I’ve seen Gongzhu…

Princess Iron Fan: *In her mind.* Wow, it’s been literally ages since I’ve seen Jian…

Erlang Shen: *In his mind.* Guess she doesn’t look half-bad for a celestial traitor turned demon girlboss…

Princess Iron Fan: *In her mind.* Hhhmm, for someone who has suspiciously been missing out on a lot of the action these last few centuries. I guess he’s still nice and fit…

Erlang Shen: *In his mind.* Well, at least she finally stopped going onboard with her stupid husband’s ambitions for conquest.

Princess Iron Fan: *In her mind.* At least wolf boy has finally come out of hiding even well after all the shit that went down.

Erlang Shen: *In his mind.* Thank goodness she is starting to treat her only child right. But considering how bratty and demeaning she was in her youth, I shouldn’t have been surprised.

Princess Iron Fan: *In her mind.* I’m just soooooo glad that he hadn’t made any more big blunders like killing off his sister’s husband, burying said then sister he supposedly loved under a mountain, and attempting to stop her only son from RESCUING her!!

Erlang Shen: *In his mind.* Well at least I’m not married to a walking steak sandwich that decided trying to conquer a world of innocents and release THE damn crazy bone lady were the best ideas ever!!!

Princess Iron Fan: *In her mind.* Well at least I was actually ACTIVE for the last five hundred years instead of lying around like some lazy, good-for-nothing-mutt!!

Erlang Shen: *In his mind.* Active for what?! Trying to free a damn steak sandwich and leave your kid with Nezha to basically raise him?! What a fiiiiiiine way to waste your time Princess!

Princess Iron Fan: *In her mind.* IT’S CALLED TRUE LOVE YOU FRICKING BACHELOR AND I ASSUME YOU BELIEVE THAT I CANNOT DAMN WELL READ YOUR THOUGHTS!!!

Erlang Shen: *In his mind.* Ooooohhh princess, I assure you, I know very damn well you can hear me.

Princess Iron Fan: *Unsheaths her signature fan.* BRING IT ON YOU DAMN HALF-MUTT!!!

Erlang Shen: *Takes out his three-tipped spear.* As you wish, your prissy highness!!

(The two immortal warriors engage in combat and Nezha realizes what’s going on.)

Nezha: NNNNNNNOOOO!!! STOP IT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!! *Flies in to stop them from destroying the party.*

MK: WTF JUST HAPPENED?!?! THEY DIDN’T EVEN SAY ANYTHING TO EACH OTHER!!!

Tang: Friendships turned enmity runs deep…*Slurps down some noodles.*

#lmk nezha #lmk erlang #lmk wukong #lmk mk #lmk macaque #nezha #lmk iron fan #lmk tang #lmk li jing #jinzha #muzha

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coffee-master · 9 days ago

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[Lego Monkie Kid: Nezha x Ao Bing]

Mei: Uh! My scales are itching so much-! *is scratching her arms*

Mk: How bad?

Mei: I can't take it anymore-

Nezha: You porbably have a bad diet. Try eating more vitamins and applying some aloe cream.

Mei: Oh thanks! Wait, why do you know so much about dragons?

Nezha: *is literally sleeping with a dragon*

Mei: Nevermind- I need to buy it. Like right now-

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#lmk #lmk nezha #lmk ao bing #nezha x ao bing #lmk nezha x ao bing #lmk incorrect quotes #mei lmk #mk lmk

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autism-autobot · 2 months ago

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Nezha live sat his own place right? Does Li Jing ever do that parent thing of just arriving unannounced?

Often.

This has led to some very awkward interactions.

This is what led to him finding out Wukong was staying at Nezha's house in the first place.

"Good morning, my son. What are you up to this fine- WHAT IS THAT MONKEY DOING HERE????!!!!!"

Wukong was fast asleep on the couch. He was suffering another migraine and fell asleep almost immediately after the pain meds kicked in because of how exhausted he was.

Nezha explained everything to his father, including how he had Wukong move in with him so he could take care of his friend.

Li Jing wasn't very happy about this. He didn't trust Wukong in the slightest. But then he saw Wukong's tear-stained face sleeping and Nezha's own expression at the sight and decided it would be alright if the monkey stayed. And if Nezha ever needed anyone to watch Wukong for him, Jing would be happy to help.

Nezha never left Wukong alone in his care.

He doesn't trust his father to be kind and empathetic towards Wukong, which is the thing he really needs.

~~~

Another time, Jing showed up unannounced only to find Nezha crying over Wukong's medical records on the table.

Jing wordlessly read the documents to see the words "future surgery" on one of them and knew that's what his son was crying about.

Jing put his hand on Nezha's shoulder and held him as he cried.

Nezha asked him for help finding a good doctor for Wukong's surgery since he refused to trust just anyone with his friend.

Jing did just that.

Masterpost

#lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk sun wukong #legomonkiekid #lmk swk #lmk sunwukong #lmk monkey king #lmk wukong #lmk fanfic #lmk fic #lmk fanfiction #lmk li nezha #lmk li jing #nezha lmk #lmk nezha #floaps asks #floaps #flower of a poisonous seed

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nekohime19 · 8 months ago

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Mini Mac # 34 : Monkey King baby fear

Wukong is questioning his ability as a future father

Wukong was on his cloud, looking up at the endless blue in thought. Sometimes, his eyes would drift downward to check on the lil guy curled in his heart-pocket. Macaque was becoming more and more sleepy since he birthed the bud, he often curled around the precious folded flower and drifted off to the lands of dream. Wukong thought it was unbearably cute. His tail wail wagged on its own each time he looked at the lil guy and his bud.

The great sage was excited at the prospect of a kid. He loved the infants on Flower Fruit Mountain after all. But at the same time, another part of him was filled with anxiety. He never raised an infant, the mothers on Flower Fruit Mountain never exactly allowed him to be near the newborn babies, perhaps because they knew of his brash nature. Wukong knew vaguely what he needed for a newborn (milk, clothes, toys…) but still there were many things he didn't know. And that would be Macaque's kid. His crush's kid. It could as well be his own considering he wanted to court Macaque. Wukong didn't know if he would make a good father… He wasn't exactly the most responsible monkey around.

“You're okay, Wukong ?” The great sage was startled by the voice and turned towards the young monk with a sheepish smile.

“Yeah, yeah… Don't worry Master.” Awkwardly chuckled the golden-furred monkey.

“And how about Macaque? Is the baby okay?” Inquired Wujing, all eyes turned towards Wukong at his words.

“Just sleepy.” Shrugged the great sage.

“Can't blame him, being pregnant is exhausting.” Groaned Pigsy, he still had some cramps after their adventure with the child giving river.

“I still have so many questions about fairy pregnancy! Like does the type of flower matter? What does it mean? Can we consider the child to be entirely made with Macaque DNA?” Rumbled Sanzang, Wukong snorted at his enthusiasm.

“The baby will be so tiny, that's cute.” Perked up Ao Lie, still in his horse form.

Wukong was about to propose a well-deserved rest but they were interrupted by a large figure barging in from the nearby bushes. Wukong immediately crouched down and curled around his pocket, his protective nature flaring angrily. The great sage had always been very protective of Macaque, but since the birth of the bud, it was like he couldn't even control his instinct. Any deemed threat made him bristle in fury.

“Simian, I need your help.” Sun Wukong calmed down at the familiar voice, his eyes widened in surprise when he crossed eyes with the Demon Bull King.

The Bull crouched down before the pilgrims and explained his situation, his son was being consumed by his own power and he needed help to seal the power out of the baby’s body.

Wukong had a lot of mixed feelings about his ex-sworn brother. On one hand, he was happy the Bull found someone to love and began a family. On another hand, he felt bitter that his ex-sworn brother never thought of visiting him while he was suffering. But even with his feelings, he couldn't say no and ignore the Bull's plea, especially since it concerned an innocent child, his nephew.

Helping the Bull wasn't easy, getting the lotus prince, Nezha, to help was even less easy. Wukong put the sleeping Macaque in Sanzang's hands, not wanting him to be in the middle of the ritual.

Wukong had to admit, the fire was even more powerful than he thought, he slipped up at the end and had to watch Ao Lie take the burn of his action. The great sage promised himself to pamper Ao Lie horse form even more than usual after this.

In the end, everything was worth it. As he watched the Bull lean over his sleeping baby, Wukong felt his heart soften. Hesitantly, the great sage approached his ex-sworn brother.

“Hey.” Awkwardly greeted the golden-furred monkey.

“I thank you for that, simian.” Replied the Bull demon with a curt nod.

“... Yeah…” Wukong looked at the newborn baby in the Bull's hands and gulped. “Is it easy?”

“What is?”

“Raising a kid.” Clarified Wukong. Bull King regarded him for a moment, perhaps to see behind his mask of nonchalance.

“It's not, they can be little monsters at times, but it's worth it.”

Wukong felt his heart beat faster at the soft tone of his ex-sworn brother, he glanced in Sanzang direction, where the sleeping macaque resided. “Can I… come see you for some advice, sometimes?”

“... We had our differences… But you saved my son today, for that you can seek my advice on parenthood as you wish.” Wukong felt the weight pressing on his shoulders lessen.

Shortly after that, Macaque woke up. He found Wukong pensively looking at the horizon, unusually quiet. The black-furred monkey checked the flower bud inside of his front pocket and carefully moved towards Wukong.

“Hey, you okay?” Asked Macaque as he climbed on Wukong’s leg, the sage looked down at him with a soft smile.

“Yeah… I saw Bull King today.”

“Really? How did it go?”

“... Odd.” Sighed Wukong, to be honest he didn't know what to make of his interactions with the Bull King.

“Can I do something to lift your spirits.” Wukong chuckled at that, how sweet.

“No it's okay.” The black-furred monkey frowned, he then looked down at the bud and asked :

“You wanna touch the bud?”

Wukong's heart quickened, he looked down and gulped. Then, the great sage tentatively reached for the lil flower, grazing it with the tip of his fingers. It was warm and soft.

Wukong had to bite his lips to stop himself from crying.

+ cut scenes

Bull King *after coming home with Red Son* : wait...does that means Sun Wukong will have a child!? 😯

Macaque *seeing Wukong on the verge of crying* : Oh my Gods are you okay? Why are you crying? 😥

Wukong *lying* : I'm not crying I just have dirt in my eyes 😭

Fun fact : when the pilgrims saw Wukong with swollen eyes they all decided to have peaches for dessert tonight.

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#lmk #shadowpeach #lego monkie kid #mini mac au #shadowpeach fanfic #lmk macaque #sun wukong #Wukong will be a good dad!

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violetjedisylveon · 2 days ago

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S6 in the GS AU is low-key the most emotionally fraught season. No major threats on the horizon, only trauma, depression and identity crisis.

MK is having a full on existential crisis. Suddenly he's questioning Everything. Did he become obsessed with Monkey King because he subconsciously recognized his 'life's purpose'? Is he still Wukong's successor? Does he still want to be? Is he sure that he knows who he is outside of being 'The Monkie Kid'? He stops visiting as often and is kind of avoiding the Monkeys. Still messages occasionally but he's taking this season to have his like, 4th identity crisis and do some soul searching. Mei and Red Son are supporting him.

Macaque is Not Doing Great. He's been training non-stop since the end of S5. He needs to be back in shape. He needs to be safe in his own mind again. He Can Not and Will Not be used against anyone he cares about ever again. Also low-key avoiding literally everyone, including Wukong. He feels kinda bad about it, but he's also still upset (and as much as he doesn't want to be, he also doesn't want to stop being upset because he Can Feel That again). He also doesn't trust himself around anyone until he's sure 'he's no longer a danger to others'. Doesn't even really let the smaller monkeys close. Definitely not sleeping in the same house as Wukong. In his free time he Listens with his ears to check up on his daughters.

Speaking of the daughters. Recovery is a long, Long process. The Spider fam are doing their best and are helping a lot, but he's kids have been traumatized and groomed for basically their entire lives. They literally only have like 1 month(?) of peace in their entire lives and it was when they were just born. I can see them reaching out to Macaque first. (He'd technically understand them most, considering he was also being controlled and (assumably) blames Wukong for everything). (They think about reaching out to MK but they think he wouldn't want anything to do with them. They don't even consider Wukong). Macaque is beyond delighted and jumps at the chance. He's still terrified of hurting them but he Wants His Babies.

Wukong meanwhile is a Mess. He's trying to play it cool but this man is going through the worst depression episode he's had since the end of the Journey. He hasn't seen MK since the end of S5, Macaque has barely spoken to him and still won't look him in the eye. He nearly murdered one of his daughters and they both (understandably) hate and want nothing to do with him. Nezha is busy in heaven, and Pigsy, Tang and Sandy are more MK's friends/family than his. When the invite comes from Bai He and Chao-Xing to give a chance to Mihou and Only Mihou, he sees it as writing on the wall.

This Wukong gives me strong "I can be happy For them, even if I'm not happy With them" vibes. He sees everyone moving on and leaving him and it breaks him but he's also kind of happy? He's the reason they've all suffered so much and now they're healing, finding happiness. Without him. As they deserve. (A part of him is also glad that he hasn't been forgiven. Highkey sees himself as a curse and is glad that others are essentially dodging the bullet). I actually think Pigsy, Tang, Sandy and DBK would be the ones to step up and check on Wukong. They realize that no one has really heard from/checked on him in like 2 months and when they visit FFM they find out Macaque has been with the Spider fam for weeks bonding with the girls. Wukong hasn't eaten or gotten out of bed in days. They fully ignore him as he tries to tell him that 'he's fine' and 'just tired' and how 'you really don't have to do all this'. Wukong is very grateful and experiencing major deja vu to about how his pilgrimage brothers used to barge into his home to make sure he wasn't just wasting away in grief and guilt.

I can't decide if I like the idea of the twins killing snake boi and Wukong despairing about how not only could he not save any of his family, he couldn't even kill their abusers/spare them of having blood on their hands. Or Wukong killing him and then, not only does it not fix anything, it also solidifies him as a monster/someone to be feared and wary of for the twins.

(I have more but I'll stop here for now 😁).

gimme more!

That's all amazing! It's so painful I love it!

I know you didn't intend it this way but that bit about MK questioning if his hyper fixation is actually him or just his purpose making itself known gave me the mental image of a wee little baby MK seeing something monkey King related for the first time and thinking "I can fix him"🤣

This is so long, I'm sorry

MK is having the mother of all existential crisis, he's questioning absolutely Everything, from his behavior and personality down to the very basics of his physical form.

He's definitely having a major bout of body dysmorphia questioning what parts of him are him and what parts of him are his sisters.

He really, really fucking hates his ears, he only has four of them, but the colors are what set him off. His ears aren't in matching pairs, like his dad and sisters are, each of his ears is a different color, and those are too close to his sisters ears, albeit not washed out.

He is questioning his interest in Monkey King, and is convinced that it was him trying to fulfill his purpose like you said, and also dealing with the fact that the first thing he ever did was fail at his purpose. He was a failure from the start.

He's questioning his identity as the Monkie Kid and as Macaque's son, he was a lesser replacement after all.

And he has no idea who he is outside of the Monkey King, even before becoming the Monkie Kid, his life has been so influenced by Wukong's legacy that he doesn't know if he is anything outside of Wukong. Even his parents are the reincarnations of Wukong's brothers! And his best friend is the granddaughter of one of those brothers too!

Like I said, mother of all existential crisis.

He needs some time away from everyone to just think through this, and indeed do some soul searching.

After the twins dip out at the end of season 5, he quickly followed suit and used his new shadow powers to go home and pack a bag for the road, he's comprehending too much to think about anything else and he just needs something new and untainted by Wukong.

He does get very angry calls from his dads about running off like that, they understand but communicate, they would've helped him pack.

He is absolutely avoiding all the monkeys, good thing he has new ears to be able to constantly keep track of wherever they are if he chooses to use them, he tries his hardest not too.

Red Son and Mei are the only thing keeping this monkey sane, and oh boy do they have their work cut out for them. Mei is also taking this time to get her two dumb gay friends to admit they like each other, so it's not all bad at least.

Macaque

Macaque is doing Terrible, especially since he nearly killed Bai He when Xiangliu had control of him and he was much more conscious for that time.

He doesn't feel safe, the little bit of security he had was ripped from him. He isn't safe in his mind or body when he's so weak that anyone can come along and use his body for their own agenda.

He needs to make sure he can't do something so horrible again, he couldn't handle hurting his daughters a third time.

The boost to his power from the Jade Emperor is still there and it terrifies him to think that no matter what he does or how hard he trains to strengthen himself, if someone grabs that, they can take control of him all over again. Man's living in constant fear and paranoia.

He is avoiding everyone because he thinks he's a threat to them, and he still needs to process that he 1, forgot about his daughters, and 2, murdered them.

And he's justifiably upset at Wukong, he asked what happened to their cubs and Wukong didn't tell him. Wukong might have thought he was sparing him the pain, but he had a right to know what happened to his children.

Wukong only ended up causing him more pain when the truth inevitably came out, because he had to deal with both "I murdered my children" and the fact that his mate lied(withheld the truth but eh) to him.

And his feelings on that are conflicted because he loves his sunshine so much and he doesn't want to be upset at him, but he can be upset again, after so many years of not being allowed to feel anything, he can feel angry and upset and hurt and betrayed, and he doesn't want to stop feeling again.

A lot of his older feelings are coming back to the surface, he's remembering the burning of Flower Fruit Mountain and the brotherhood more clearly, and Wukong's blatant disregard of his worries and warnings and how that was what lead them to all this, Wukong's recklessness, which at this point has been so thoroughly beaten out of him, and his own willingness to trust Wukong over his hearing that told him they would loose.

These monkeys aren't even sleeping on the same side of the island, hell, sometimes he just goes somewhere else because he can't handle hearing Wukong's heart so close.

He's got one ear the twins at all times, he needs to know they're okay and alive and safe, he's not even listening to their conversations or trying to find where they are, he's just making sure he can hear their (slow) heartbeats. They aren't dead again, and that's honestly the only thing getting him through all of this, his daughters are alive, as long as they are alive, nothing else matters.

He does have an ear on MK too, but less intensely. He is also confronting the fact that when given the opportunity to make something by a goddess, somewhere deep, deep down inside of him, there was enough of him still there that he tried recreating what he had lost, there wasn't enough of him there to save his daughters but there was enough of him left to try replacing them.

So he's feeling super bad about replacing his daughters, both because nothing could replace them and how could he ever think that, and because it's the catalyst for MK's current bout of existentialism due to him being a replacement. He hurt his son by making him.

All he wants is to hold his babies again, but he doesn't think any of them will ever let him close enough to touch them.

Onto the twins!

Bai He & Chao-Xing

Their entire existence turned out to be a lie and the person who raised them saw them as nothing more than pawns to be used and discarded once they were no longer useful to him.

They have never truly known peace, even though they had one month of life before being murdered, that was happening at the same time as Flower Fruit Mountain actively being attacked and burned and people dying all around them, it was anything but peaceful.

Then they had Xiangliu as their "father".

He had made it very clear he didn't love them when they were children, but they thought he cared, he wouldn't have brought them back or given them as much attention as he did if he hadn't cared about them just a bit.

It wasn't all bad, there were good moments, he didn't love them, but he was the closest thing they had to a parent before Spider Queen came along.

So they are unpacking their semi-truck load of daddy issues from Snake Boi, and are also blaming themselves for being so easy to manipulate into perfect little pawns.

The spider fam has their work cut out for them to in getting the twins to unlearn all the toxic shit Xiangliu put into them.

As I briefly mentioned here he tried to make a scapegoat golden child dynamic between them, and he would prey on their insecurities for easier manipulation, knowing he was the only source of affirmation they had.

Then of course, they have a ton of guilt over their behavior towards their family and how they are the worst people to exist and they deserved to die because of it.

Spider Queen wants to beat the shit out of Xiangliu so badly for what he did to her spiderlings.

And like father like daughter, they think everyone else is better off without them and had no intentions of reconnecting with anyone for a while.

Mei got sick of the stalemate between the monkeys and the absolute radio silence from the twins, which is why she and Bai He's girlfriend pulled the pregnancy trick to find them.

Side note, anyone got a name for Bai He's gf? She is a snake demon.

Bai He is also dealing with substantially more relationship drama than Chao-Xing because she was actively with her girlfriend and lying about herself to someone she loved. Her gf understands that basically she had a wildly abusive parent who wouldn't let her go into the world as herself

Mei and Chao-Xing had gone on a few dates before MK caught the asshole who tricked him into thinking she was his friend and mentor making moves with his best friend and was very upset.

Mei didn't know Chao-Xing posed as a mentor figure and Chao-Xing didn't know Mei was MK's friend at the time, so they dropped dating for the time being and we're just aggressively gay with each other. Someone's gotta provide the homoerotic tension.

Mei and Bai He's gf join the spider fam in getting the twins to not hate themselves so much and onto the path to recovery from Xiangliu, and the idea to see what it was like when they were alive the first time came from one of them and that leads to them wanting to see Macaque again.

They saw how he did actually truly love them and cared for them, all while fighting off an attempted genocide.

There is a relationship to build off of with Macaque, Wukong doesn't have anything like that, he wasn't there. And he caused all of this, if he had just listened to macaque, they wouldn't have died.

It's an undisputable fact that his recklessness and arrogance got them killed.

Macaque doesn't entirely blame Wukong, he partially blames himself for being unable to convince Wukong to back down, but he can't ignore how much of this is genuinely Wukong's fault.

The twins are very hesitant about trying to connect with MK, because they think they've hurt him to much and he understandably hates them now, Bai He is a walking trauma button reminding him of LBD, and Chao-Xing was unnecessarily cruel to him. They are waiting for him to be ready.

He's being gay in the wilderness with Red Son

When they reach out to him, Macaque can't believe his ears, he's unbelievably relieved that his babies don't hate him and they want him. He takes that chance immediately yes, he's terrified to hurt them, but this is a chance he can't pass up.

The twins, once everything else is stripped away, just want to be loved and cared for.

Spider Queen still retains primary custody lol

And now, onto the last member of this family

Wukong

Man's in the worst depressive episode he's ever had.

Every choice he made to spare his family pain blew up in his face and hurt them more. He lied to Mihou and MK and hurt them so much, and then he finds out he nearly killed his daughter because he couldn't recognize her.

He's heartbroken when the twins ask for Mihou, but he also understands, Macaque was their baba, they knew Macaque much longer than they knew him, and their death is his fault, nobody can convince him otherwise, because it's sadly true.

His whole family hates him, and why shouldn't they? He is the reason this entire mess happened, his recklessness was fatal for anyone who wasn't him.

He's absolutely in a "I can be happy For them, even if I'm not happy With them" mindset, you got him so right!

It breaks his heart but if he can see his family coming together and healing from a distance, that's more than enough for him.

It's a miracle he's getting the chance to see this anyway, he will never get their forgiveness, he knows that, he's okay with settling for this.

Except he's not okay. He wants to have his family, he wants the life he and Mihou dreamed about all those years ago, but he knows he doesn't deserve it and he's selfish for wanting it, they're so much better off without him.

Pigsy, Sandy, Tang and DBK would absolutely be the ones to get on Wukong for neglecting himself like that.

Pigsy's coming in like a grandma when you say you're hungry and he's not letting Wukong leave the table until he finishes his plate. Sandy is there for the mental health stuff, Tang is helping distract him, and DBK is there to keep Wukong moving.

It does give Wukong happier memories of his brothers helping him back when he lost his mate the first time.

DBK is the one who tells Wukong that he hasn't lost his mate again, this is a very rough spot, but if he gives it time and patience, things can get better.

Wukong doesn't fully believe him, how can he fix this?

And all of this is assuming the world isn't ending again 🤣

As for who kills Xiangliu, it is definitely a tricky one, because despite all he's done to the twins, he's still their father, they did love him, even though he abused them and didn't care about them the same way.

So it's either the twins kill their father on accident, being further traumatized by that experience, and Wukong couldn't be the one to save his daughters, they had to do it, like so many other things, on their own

Or it's him killing his daughters' father in front of them, and that's traumatic in its own right, and makes him even more of a monster, cause Xiangliu is still their dad, and he just killed him.

just checked the poll and

Guess Wukong's becoming the monster ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Keep sending me your thoughts! I love to hear them!

And I wrote some of the fic today! I got to the part where the celestials find out about the babies before Macaque gets brainwashed!

Thanks for asking!

Imma sleep now!

Grinning Shadow AU Masterpost

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🌸💫⭐️🪷LMK HEADCANONS🪷⭐️💫🌸

(Had to freaking redo this bc tumblr didn’t save my draft >:[[ )

Redson(Hong Hai’er) Headcanons!!

-loves cats with every fiber of his being

-HATE HATE HATE HATE HATES water!!

-hair turns brown when it’s wet, like fire extinguishing sorta

-touch starved asf bull demon thing(bro has got 320+ years on his ass of absolutely no affectionate touch)

-has a small appetite and the highest alcohol tolerance you will ever see(got both traits from his mother)(he doesn’t drink much though of course)

-loves being pet, please pet him on your way out😼

-loves mechanics/engineering

-if you start even mentioning mechanics/engineering, he will beam at you with stars in his eyes and WILL ramble in DETAIL if you ask them a question about it or how something worked(things like that)

-clingy asf if you even touch them a little

-loves his hair, just hates how bothersome it is sometimes

-has soft/fluffy tail fur/fur/hair(depending on how one would draw him or anything like that)

-will eat the spiciest things on earth like it’s just a pack of mints or tic tacs

-gossips with his mother

-will DEFINITELY ramble if you ask him about an invention he’s working on/making

-acts like he doesn’t care much for people but secretly cares so much that they kinda forget to care about themself a lot

-stays up to atrocious times and STILL managed to wake up every day at 5:25

-has HORRIBLE vision bc the Samadhi Fire damaged their vision badly when they were a child/temporarily blinded them

-doesn’t like having nothing to do+constantly loads themself with things to do, errands to run

-HORRIBLE at parties/formal events

-has a habit of biting his lip when in deep thought or focus

-often tries to handle things themself+doesn’t like asking for help

-flusters easily

MK(Qi Xiaotian) Headcanons!!

-sleeps with his monkey plush at night

-doodles on himself when he’s bored at work

-unmedicated ADHD

-SSSSUUUUUUUUUPEEEERRRRR affectionate(will cuddle anyone who needs it, you need one?)

-LOVESSS pineapple!!

-likes listening to music when he’s drawing or working

-artist+has 17 sketchbooks in a box besides his desk

-always loses arcade games when put up against Mei

-surprisingly a AMAZING cook, sucks at baking tho

-loves playing with people’s hair(sorta like monkey grooming?)

-has binged Monkey Cop 16 times and will never stop

-acts like a little kid whenever he sees people kissing on tv

-has a tendency to try and fix all his problems himself because he doesn’t want to ‘burden’ his friends

-BROKE ASF

-keeps instant noodles in a secret cabinet in his apartment, hiding them from Pigsy

Mei(Long Xiaojiao) Headcanons!!

-knows some mechanics, but often asks Redson for help

-absolute master at video games

-definitely ate bugs as a kid and got sick because of it

-wants a lizard or something but her parents will NOT let her

-often likes to gossip with MK

-super chill about cuddles

-loves eating dragonfruit(though..sometimes she eats it with the skin..)

-has a bunch of trophies in a box from all the races she’s won

-loves pranks

-also sleeps with her dragon plushie

-will make fun of MK or Redson for being fruity even though she’s pretty fruity😼

-steals Redson’s glasses a lot just to entertain herself when he rams into poles or falls trying to get her(or even yelling at walls)

-likes doing Redson’s hair(but he rarely lets her do it)

-knows a whole bunch about bugs(origins, scientific names, etc)

Nezha Headcanons!!

-secretly loves cats

-will make flower crowns for someone if asked

-has known Redson since he was a baby and often talks with him(they gossip together, complain about people, all that)

-sarcasm is definitely his second language

-amazing at making origami

(There’s not a lot for my boy😭🪷)

Monkey King(Sun Wukong) Headcanons!!

-has a habit of talking to himself both from the years he was alone and trapped in the furnace((I can’t remember exactly what happened about the furnace so please bear with me🥲))

-snores loud asf and often scares the monkeys away

-secretly likes singing and sings well, but terrified of doing it in front of people

-often thinks about things he regrets

-a lil touch starved :,)

-smells like peaches

Macaque(Li’uer Mihou) Headcanons!!

-touch starved monkey dude 😢

-flinches whenever someone gets close of his right

-the monkeys on FFM(Flower Fruit Mountain) often like sleeping with him, basically drowning him in monkey

-often summons Rumble or Savage(or both) to talk to(though, they’re not very good company)

-loves mangos

-likes just sitting at a quiet pond at night, its quiet and peaceful and it doesn’t hurt his ears

-his fur is always so soft because the monkeys groom it a lot

Yeah that’s kinda it….FOR NOW-

Anyway have art😼

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