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sitting-on-me-bum · 1 month ago
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A one-horned rhino at the Chitwan national park, Nepal, near the Indian border. In 2021, Nepalese officials counted 752 rhinos in the country, with the vast majority living in this park, a Unesco world heritage site.
Photograph: Narendra Shrestha/EPA
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inatungulates · 19 days ago
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Greater one-horned rhinoceros Rhinoceros unicornis
With jungle myna Acridotheres fuscus
Observed by prmck, CC BY-NC
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journeytothewestresearch · 1 year ago
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Laozi's Powerful Diamond Cutter
My first article of 2024 focuses on Laozi's "diamond cutter" (jingang zhuo, 金鋼琢; a.k.a. "diamond snare," jingang tao, 金鋼套), an uber powerful holy treasure. The fillet first appears in chapter six when it is used as a blunt throwing weapon to incapacitate Sun Wukong during his rebellion. It later reappears in chapters 50 to 52 as a mysterious, shiny, white string of pearls used by a buffalo spirit to instantly suck away magic weapons and animals and defeat even destructive elemental attacks, kind of like a personal black hole generator with a built-in pocket dimension. It’s so powerful, in fact, that even the sight of it is enough to make Monkey and a host of other gods flee for their lives.
My article quotes all mentions of the weapon, complete with the original Chinese; explains how it was created; describes the history of terminology that ties the treasure to diamond-pointed tools used by craftsmen west of China to work hard stone like jade; demonstrates that it is a mirrored literary element to Sun Wukong’s headband and Prince Nezha‘s fire wheel; and, finally, explores its influence on three fillet-like throwing weapons from another Chinese vernacular classic.
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pandorasbugs · 2 years ago
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uhh turned my sona into a imagin for fun o7 my toku/ridersona if you will
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unironicallycringe · 2 years ago
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1am, time to post misc igo knight and icespine rhino rider concepts
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autistickaitovocaloid · 2 years ago
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Just found out they removed wooly rhinos in totk
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acrashoframpagingrhinos · 11 months ago
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N.P in India Shoots Poachers to Protect its Rhinos
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vrystalius · 3 months ago
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Sanemi’s babies
Sanemi has a small collection of rhino-beetles and is raising them in the garden of your house. Now, his favourite one is missing and he is incredibly distressed.
Pairing: husband!Sanemi x married!gn!reader
Japanese rhinoceros beetle: The Japanese rhinoceros beetle are commonly found in continental Asia in countries such as China, the Korean peninsula, Japan, and Taiwan. In these areas, this species of beetle is often found in broad-leaved forests with tropical or sub-tropical climates.
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Sanemi barely gets nervous these days. Since the demons are dead and there are no threats except his own imagination and nightmares, he allowed himself to be more relaxed. Less angry, stressed and full of adrenaline. It’s nice to not have your heart beat at the speed of light and constantly feel alert and paranoid. His biggest worry these days is making sure to keep you happy and taking care of his babies.
They’re not human though, his babies, you two haven’t come that far yet. His Japanese rhinoceros beetles— the ones he raised all the way from eggs, to larvae and to full adult beetles. Sanemi feeds every beetle personally, gave them names, kept track of their relationships with other beetles and build them a habitat himself. He keeps them in the garden of your estate underneath the porch so no birds can pick them up. It’s a daily routine for him to pick the beetles up from their habitat and let them roam around in the garden, keeping a close eye to make sure they’re all safe.
But his time, after picking and placing beetles down onto the lush grass and greeting every single one personally, your husband noticed something. His favourite one, the one he named Geya, is gone. It had a beautiful dark brown, almost black shell and impressive horns on his head, with those he managed to win so many fights your husband put him up with! But now, he’s missing. Sanemi was frantically searching the self-build habitat and all the favourite places of Geya. He’s not on the tree stumps, not buried in the ground or inside the small pile of leafs. So, he counted through all the other beetles again; Onabai is present, so is Yogmei, Gakaya, Nemouk, Misuri, Nobushi and Jitanro. Where the hell is Geya?!
You noticed your husband running around in the courtyard like a lunatic. You stopped in your way to the kitchen for snacks to watch him lift rocks, check every tree on all sides, open the ground by digging with his fingers and counting through his beetles over and over and over again. Sanemi looked so stressed, the sleeves of his yukata crumpled up to his bicep, his veins bulging in his arms and threatening to burst from the sheer intensity of tension in them. You stepped onto the porch and watched your husband crouch over your planted vegetables, his hand itching out to rip them out and check in the soil for his beetle. That made you finally call out to him.
“Shinazugawa Sanemi, just what in the world are you doing?! Get away from my vegetables, now!”
He almost jumped out of his skin hearing your stern voice scold him. Your husband quickly straightened up and faced you, his fists clenched on his sides. His brows were furrowed in stress, but his lips were a little pouty. You saw him mumbling something while kicking his feet slightly. You couldn’t hear him across the garden, so you called out to him.
“What did you say?”
“I lost Geya!!”
Sanemi yelled, the shout being directed at himself and not at you, running his hands through his hair, still avoiding looking into your eyes. He looked embarrassed of loosing his favourite beetle, the one he was the most proud of. Geya had trouble walking during the first few weeks of his early developing after the larva stage, so Sanemi made sure to feed him all the nutrients and more, helped him train to walk by bringing him outside more and introducing him to the other beetles wich helped Geya to copy their walking style. You saw your husband sob after noticing how well his little pride and joy is doing and how his beetle is now walking without problems. Seeing Sanemi so distraught at his missing baby, you cannot not offer help.
“Where does he usually hide?”
“I already checked all his favourite places. He’s nowhere.”
He shrugged and looked around the garden to think of any other places Geya could hide. You nodded and decided to check the inside of the house while he searches the outside again. The beetle was not in the kitchen, nor in the bedroom, bathroom, cellar or wherever else you could think of. While checking the cupboards again in case the beetle was attracted to the foods you store there, starter laughing loudly and parading through the gardens. After lifting your head and glancing outside to the porch, you saw your husband proudly parade through your garden, with Geya sitting on his palms, wich he was holding far over his head. The brightest grin ever spread all over his face after finally finding his beloved beetle.
“Where was it?”
You quickly head outside, watching Sanemi petting and cupping the bug in his palm.
“He was hiding under the porch. You didn’t like the hot sun, didn’t you? Don’t ever do that to me again, okay? Be good now.”
Seeing your husband babytalk a beetle with a quiet, cutesy voice made you want to both laugh and cringe. You know that both reactions will offend him, so you kept quiet and let him have his moment with his so-called baby. Sanemi set Geya down in the grass, reuniting him with his other friends. He proudly watched them all interact and roam around for a moment before gesturing you to come closer. With a sigh, you obliged and stood beside him, glancing down at the beetles. Sanemi wrapped his arm around your waist and pressed kisses all over your cheek.
“I’m so proud of ‘em. So fuckin’ proud.”
Nodding, you placed a return kiss on his cheek. He grinned at the affection and got quiet, just watching his beetles walk around and push each other around. Sanemi broke the silence.
“Let’s have kids.”
“… huh?”
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Fictober prompt: “I can’t find it”
I hope you all get the references with the names XD I wanna imagine Sanemi laying on his stomach, kicking his feet in the air and grinning while watching his beetles fight amongst each other. He’s healing his inner child! Also, I assisted in a school event today and managed to win a couple prizes during a game! I got a chocolate penguin, bread baking cylinders that are designed in different shapes for different shaped bread, an LED lamp and some origami paper!! I love bread so I am very excited about the shape thingies. Also, the chocolate penguin is already eaten and gone.
Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!
Take care of yourselves <3
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the-ancient-dragons · 4 months ago
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HiveWing. Overcomplicated. But also not?
Joy and Tui, y'all cooked, I just put my own spin on it.
Details and explanation below.
Otherwise, next week are LeafWings! See you then!
More overcomplicated dragons.
I thought I had fun with the RainWing.
I was wrong. This was FUN.
Of all the ones I've done this design is nearly identical to the original. I'm not saying that to toot my own horn, it just somehow came out like that because I found the perfect references (and avoided altering the skull too much lol). Let's talk about them!
First, an unlikely one: iguanas. I originally picked them for their spines, but when I saw their eyes and large jaw scale (or whatever it is) I knew I'd found the new reptile base for the HiveWings. I also included the little snout and under-the-chin spikes they have; it just fits perfectly for a beetle-and wasp inspired dragon.
Speaking of beetles and wasps: I took heavy inspiration for the HiveWing's 'beak' from wasp mandibles. I love the way the mouth looks originally and wanted to preserve and exaggerate it. So, when creating the beak, I combined the jagged jaws of wasps with the curved beak of an African fish eagle. To top it off I referenced the rhinoceros beetle (obviously) for the horn on the nasion.
(The nasion is a point where your nose meets your forehead between your eyes). The HiveWing's horn isn't directly on it but I couldn't think of another word.
I actually wanted the entire head to have an insect-like feel, that's why the snout and forehead are built from large plates (once again referenced from rhino beetles).
Lastly, besides the lion-inspired teeth, an incredible animal called the nyala was responsible for the back horns. Whoever photographed that bull in that exact angle: thank you.
Let's see how badly I mess up the LeafWings next week. If you've read this far, perhaps let me know if you would like to see all of my personal headcanons for the LeafWings? For Alate Atta's Ascension I use a design where they have four wings and extra frills to look like leaves. I can do one closer to canon where they're more like a Pyrrhian tribe and another where they visually fit in with the other Pantalan tribes. Let me know!
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onenicebugperday · 14 days ago
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@apricitae-world submitted: Found this huge beetle one night! It's in southern Brazil and I have no idea what species it is.
Have a nice day 🥰🥰
Look at those cute little horns! He's a rhinoceros beetle, but I couldn't say which exact species.
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jjkamochoso · 6 months ago
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Okay, You Can Bug Me a Little Bit
A touch of Angst, Fluff
Sanemi Shinazugawa x gn!reader
Warnings: mentions of bugs
Can be read as a stand alone, but you can find Part One, Quit Bugging Me, here!
It had been about a month since you had last spent time at the Wind Hashira’s estate. His hospitality while you were visiting was surprisingly not lacking in the least bit; he kept your body hydrated with plenty of cups of water, your stomach full with a nice meal, and your mind occupied with rousing conversation that kept you there until the wee hours of the quickly slipping away evening. With much hesitation and some cussing, Sanemi begrudgingly surrendered to the idea of you traversing your way home as the stars began to twinkle in the sky. You had made it back safely, no demons to be found, but it wasn’t like you were worried: first, you were a Hashira and could certainly take care of yourself, and second, Sanemi’s crow, flying above you proudly, was at the ready to speed back to his estate in case of an emergency. When you finally entered your own house, you invited the crow to stay for a while, making some ohagi for him to take back to Sanemi. You would never know that Sanemi blushed for a good hour at the kindness of your gesture, savoring each bite and gently folding the cloth you sent the treats in with such care reminiscent of the way his mother used to swaddle him and his siblings.
That day at the estate had, unfortunately, been put to the back of your mind while you were swarmed with missions all over the place, the nonstop annihilation of demons taking over your every waking moment. There were times, though, that you saw a storm cloud with coloring just like Sanemi’s hair, or felt a cool breeze rush over your skin in such a manner that you couldn’t help but wonder if he purposefully sent it your way.
Today, many moons after you had last seen the object of your affections, you were reminded of him once more. You were almost at your mansion, looking forward to a short rest devoid of demon slaying, when a familiar bug crossed your path.
“What are you doing here, little guy?” you cooed, inspecting the Japanese rhinoceros beetle in front of you. It continued scurrying along, paying no mind to you. You had plenty of time to spare and the day was pleasantly warm; why not follow it and see where it leads you? You stood up, keeping an eye on the horned bug as it walked aimlessly. Suddenly, you were pulled from your daydreams by the sound of a loud squawk as a black bird came swooping in, taking the beetle into its beak.
“No! Drop it!” you cried, swatting at the bird. Your own crow came to the rescue, nudging the bird and making the beetle fall from its deadly grasp. Your crow quickly scared off the other bird, leaving you a sniffling mess at the sight of the injured beetle.
“Oh, what would Sanemi do? I don’t know how to properly take care of these things,” you said, desperately trying to remember any little detail that could help in this situation.
“A container! I’ll be right back, hang in there.”
You ran at full speed to your mansion, hurriedly digging through drawers to find a vessel to transport the beetle back to your house. You grabbed one with a lid, poking holes in the top for air, before sprinting back to your last location. You were met with another familiar face, this time human.
“Your crow sent for me! Are you okay?” Sanemi asked, curiously looking you up and down, checking for injuries.
You were extremely confused.
“You sent for him over this? He’s very busy, you know,” you scolded your crow, who was practically smirking at you.
“Wait a minute, she said someone was hurt!” an enraged Sanemi yelled.
“I said something was hurt, not someone!” your crow replied, cackling.
“You birdbrain!” chimed in Sanemi’s crow.
“You’re one to talk!” she shot back.
“Everyone be quiet!” you finally said, then turning to Sanemi. “I’m so sorry she bothered you and wasted your time. I came across a rhinoceros beetle that was almost turned into bird food in front of my eyes.”
“If it was her, I’m strangling that bird,” growled Sanemi.
“No, no, she actually scared the other one off,” you chuckled while Sanemi’s fists stayed balled up as he eyed the crow viciously.
“So anyway, the beetle looks hurt and I wanted to try and nurse it back to health but I have no clue where to start.”
The scarred man sighed. “Do you have a container?”
You lifted your hand. “Right here.”
“Grab some leaves and dirt and put it at the bottom. We’ll take care of it together.”
Take care of it together? That sounded awfully domestic to you, his words suggesting teamwork sounding foreign (but welcome!) to your ears. It didn’t hurt that him sticking around to help would mean you had more chances to glance at his bare, chiseled chest as well. Speaking of…
“What are you staring at? Get to work!”
His harshness brought you back to earth and you dropped to the ground to gather the materials, eager to settle down your rapid heartbeat after getting caught looking at him. When you were finished, he placed the beetle inside the temporary home, taking precaution to not hold it firmly.
He picked up the container, walking away. “Let’s go.”
“Um, Sanemi? Your house is that way.”
“I know. We’re going to yours.”
Your eyes widened at his authoritative voice declaring himself a guest at your estate before you settled into a mischievous grin.
“Inviting yourself over, Shinazugawa? We’re not even married! The indecency of it all!” you joked, clutching at your chest in mock horror.
Sanemi wasn’t phased in the slightest by your antics. “It wasn’t a problem when you dined with me at my estate last month, was it?”
Your mouth dropped in shock as he just smirked, enjoying teasing you right back.
“If I remember correctly, it was you who invited me in last time,” you said matter of factly.
“Shut up,” he replied, hoping the tips of his ears weren’t too red.
You eventually reached your mansion and Sanemi stepped inside with the container while you went to your garden to pick a tomato for the beetle to snack on.
“What do we do now?” you questioned, cutting up the vegetable into tiny pieces.
“I checked out his injuries and they don’t seem fatal. I think if we leave him in the box for a few days and he survives, he’ll be alright to go back in the woods.”
It was quiet for a long time as you continued chopping while Sanemi stood awkwardly, unsure of what to say or do next.
“You can sit down and get comfortable,” you told him. “You liked that ohagi I made you, right? I’ll make some as a thank you and to show my apologies for my inconsiderate crow.”
“Huh? There’s no need for that,” he said, but his resistance was futile. You were just as stubborn, if not more, as he was, and you weren’t taking no for an answer. Besides, who was he to refuse such a kind, attractive person offering to make his favorite food? He didn’t think he deserved this generous treatment, but he knew it would make you feel better if you repaid him this way so he relented to your request for him to stay for some time.
After your delicious meal, you decided to check on the beetle again. You grabbed some pieces of tomato and lifted the lid off the container, softly placing the food in a corner.
“Hey buddy,” you addressed the unmoving bug, “I’m sorry let this happen to you. You gotta stay strong for me, alright?”
You didn’t notice Sanemi gazing upon you, his purple eyes filled with admiration. You were being so nice to the bug that if it were anyone else talking like that, he would puke at the saccharine tone coming from your throat, but because it was you, it was the best sort of sweet he could ever wish to hear. He silently took up a spot next to you, his arm brushing against your own, causing goosebumps to form across both of your skin at the contact.
“I’m sorry for failing you and letting one of your beloved creatures become so injured,” you told him, unable to look him in eye due to your shame. Maybe it was the exhaustion from your work catching up to you, maybe it was the fact that you weren’t fast enough to save something else, reminding you of all the injured or dead people you had seen over the past month due to demons. Whatever it was, this bug was stirring up a lot of emotions within you, causing your eyes to sting with the beginnings of tears.
“It’s alright, y/n, it’s just a bug.”
“But I know how much you love them! I feel responsible for letting it get hurt under my watch.”
Sanemi frowned. You were definitely taking this a lot harder than he would’ve expected. You were right, he did love these beetles, but there was no reason for you to think you were the cause of this one getting hurt. He knew you well enough to know that, yes, you were upset about the insect, but you were also probably relating the current situation to all the shitty things you’d been seeing in your job. This was another failure in your eyes—he knew that feeling all too well.
“Don’t be stupid, this happens in nature all the time.”
Your bleary eyes just blinked at him and he gulped. That sounded a lot meaner out loud than in his head.
“Look,” he sighed, trying again, “it sucks seeing a living creature get hurt right in front of your eyes, but it wasn’t your fault. I know our job is to protect everything, but stuff like this is inevitable. The bird needs to eat, too.”
“Yeah,” you nodded, wiping your nose with a handkerchief, “I guess you’re right. Thank you Sanemi, that was very sweet of you to make me feel better like that.”
“Sure, whatever,” he mumbled, about to fold his arms across his chest when you took him by complete surprise, throwing your arms around him in a hug. He immediately stiffened uncomfortably, not used to physical interaction, especially not by the person he’d come to love. Soon after, though, he relaxed into your embrace, even going so far as to set his hands upon your back as he returned the gesture. Without warning, you pulled away from his warm body like he had given you an electric shock.
“I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I was way out of line-”
“I like you.”
Understatement of the year coming from Sanemi, but it was much too soon to tell you the extent of his whole heart—how you had taken up a permanent spot in his mind, how you had come to fill every crevice of his entire being. Maybe some other day in the far, far, far future he’d gain that courage. For now, this nonchalant confession would have to do.
“Wait, what did you say?” you asked, looking at him incredulously.
“I like you, okay? Don’t make me say it again,” he grumbled a bit louder, looking off to the side in his embarrassment.
Your eyes seemed to sparkle with joy, even as you teased him. “Is this because I’ve been making you ohagi?”
“Damnit, I’m being vulnerable for once, stop messing around! This is hard for me!” he barked while you were trying to stifle your laughs.
“You’re in luck because I think you’re pretty great. Handsome, too.” You playfully nudged his shoulder as Sanemi tried to keep a scowl on his face but failed, a small smile creeping onto his lips.
You pointed at the container holding the beetle. “And to think we’re already raising our first child together!”
“You are such an idiot.”
“But you love me anyway!”
That got Sanemi to let out a snort. You didn’t even know the half of it.
BONUS:
After Sanemi had left that night, taking the beetle with him, you were ecstatic to find him knocking at your door a few days later. The beetle had made a full recovery and Sanemi invited you to help him find a good spot to be released. You stumbled upon a big tree with a pond nearby and both of you decided that it was the perfect place. Opening the container, you let the beetle take its time exploring the area on his own. You and Sanemi sat side by side, watching the beetle as it took its first steps after rehabilitation. With the sun shining on your face, resting your head lovingly against your boyfriend’s shoulder, you smiled.
“This is what heaven must be like,” you muttered.
“Yeah. I think so,” agreed Sanemi, leaning into you ever so slightly.
A few seconds of silence passed as you watched the beetle walk away from the container.
“Kids grow up so fast, don’t they?”
“You’re ruining the nice moment.”
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sitting-on-me-bum · 6 months ago
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One-horned rhinoceros families graze in the Pobitora wildlife sanctuary in Assam, India. Their ‘armoured’ skin may look tough, but in fact it is sensitive to sunburn and insect bites, which is why they like to cover themselves in an overcoat of mud and dust.
Photograph: Anuwar Hazarika/NurPhoto/Shutterstock
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inatungulates · 2 months ago
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Greater one-horned rhinoceros Rhinoceros unicornis
Observed by kevinemetcalf, CC BY-NC
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dorothygale123 · 1 year ago
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Okay, but consider:
Macaque's urn is one of the things the Rhino King dissappears with his ring and Wukong goes BALLISTIC. Laotzu gets him back very traumatized and with several new holes in him. Also, the horn has mysteriously vanished.
[Wukong: "Then we would have shared that furnace. And we'd be two idiots chained beneath the mountain together."]
Hmmm…I am not a hundred percent sure, but I think when SWK was in the furnace – he was reduced to ash, more than once, he just regenerated each time it happened. And considering he had to have been like 5 times immortal by then…I really doubt Macaque would have survived the furnace. SWK would just be trapped in there with the ashes of his friend/mate.
Although, now I have the image of SWK collecting the ashes and carrying them around in a jar/vase/something and still treating it like Macaque is alright – “Oh, look, Mihou, think we should try that?” – like something between a comfort item and a security blanket, but his mind not dealing with his LEMs death well to a point he’s just…like that. Still himself, but broken in a way.
Tripitaka thought he would be in over his head with the Monkey King being his protector – but the stone monkey clearly not coping well at all with a dead friend and treating their ashes as if still alive…Man’s praying for wisdom every chance he gets.
Referencing a line from my post about Wukong's stage fright.
Thats an extremely sad concept and a great idea for an angst au. It brings the idea of how Monkey (representing the Mind) handles legitimate grief. Him having a Mary Shelley-esque co-dependance on his past mate's ashes is 100% in character for SWK. He clings to the vessel containing Mac's ashes like Guanyin to her vase, rarely if ever putting it down.
I imagine the vase/vessel/urn resembles like those found in Chinese dig sites, but instead of the Imperial Palace, it is topped with a model of Flower Fruit Mountain.
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Tripitaka/Tang Sanzang can sympathise with the pain of losing someone dear. In Journey to the West, he sets out to retrieve the scriptures after losing his mother + solving his dad's murder (and thats after being separated from them since and before birth). He's going through his own form of unhealthy grief, similar to his attitude in "The Great Tang Man"; he doesn't want to get close to anyone because he fears losing another loved one. But he sees that Monkey is refusing to accept that someone he cared for is gone, and wishes to find wisdom to help them both.
Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing are also sympathetic, but a little unnerved by Wukong's obsession. Bajie was a witness to Wukong's Havoc in Heaven, and knows that the Six Eared Macaque fell to the Furnace when his king did not. He's the one to yell at Wukong when he's annoyed by the monkey's chattering to the ash vessel. Wujing is the one to gently suggest ways to include Macaque's memory in healthier ways, and frequently helps Wukong with tasks when the monkey refuses to put down the vessel. Wujing knows how important those things are.
The one who understands the most though, is Ao Lie. He witnessed how his family went nuts in the aftermath of Ao Bing's death. The ones who grieved loudly and silently. The pain that rebounded onto Nezha and his family. Ao Lie was quite young when the death occurred, and always felt like he was on "the outside" of what was happening. He understands that this is the way Sun Wukong choses to process what has happened to Macaque. Ao Lie feels no place to correct him on it - and just understanding Wukong's pain is enough to help the monkey heal even if it takes years.
Wukong in this AU would be far more hesistant to kill his mortal opponents. He knows that even the strongest warrior may fall to ruin. And that the most hated Kings have someone who will mourn their loss. Sometimes his personality of an unhealthly-grieving widower is enough for some threats to back off. Even a demon knows that it is shameful to harass someone who is mourning.
I imagine the most shocked of their encounters would be the monkeys former allies...
Azure: "Sun Wukong? I thought you threw your lot in with the Heavenly Host. Following the beck and call of the Tang Monk." SWK: "I have. But I figured me and Mihou should pay you guys a visit." Peng: "The Six Eared Macaque? So he has survived the Furnace. No doubt he slunk away into the shadows once the lid rose. Where is that coward hiding now?" SWK: "He isn't hiding. He's been here the whole time." (SWK pats the vessel in his arms) The Brotherhood, all realising: "OH." ( ;O_O) (O_O;) ( `−ㅿ−´) Yellow Tusk: "...I believe the Six Eared Macaque has sacrificed the most for our cause. We should show him and Sun Wukong some hospitality, and listen to their tales of travel." Azure, creeped out: "Agreed."
Others like DBK and PIF would also be in mourning. But I could see them almost finding Wukong's behavior romantic. After all, they don't know what they would do if the other had died in battle.
I feel like instead of a "Macaque Chapter" where Wukong encounters his doppleganger while him and Tripitaka aren't on good terms; it's Wukong becoming frustrated with the others' worrying and comments and wanting to prove that theres a way Macaque still lives. And if it involves harassing the Heavens, the Underworld, or the Buddha himself then he'll try.
Perhaps the crux of his Journey is SWK deciding to let go and release Mac's ashes (likely at Flower Fruit Mountain) and learning healthier ways to honor Mac's memory. Or perhaps requesting that the Buddha reunite them - whether as a revival, in death, or in the next life...
BUT ALSO CONSIDER THIS:
Sun Wukong was only able to legitimately survive the Eight Trigrams Furnace (even with peaches, wines, and pills) because;
He's a manifestation of both Earth and the Mind. All the Furnace did was harden him like a piece of coal becoming a diamond.
Wukong isnt dumb. He knows enough about Taoist Alchemy to know that no matter how hot the crucible gets, it will always be its weakest in the Xun/Sun/Wind Trigram. The theory being that while Air feeds Fire, Wind supresses it - in science terms the increased pressure caused by the pure Wind element suffocated the hottest flames but created a lot of smoke; forever reddening Wukong's eyes.
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Above: Two separate translations I got.
Macaque is associated with Wind, especially in LMK and other Jttw-inspo works that merge his character with the Macaque King/Great Sage Informing Wind. And as a Celestial Primate/Mystic Monkey, he holds powers unknown to Heaven and himself.
If in Taoist Alchemy; Wind supresses Fire, then there's a chance that instead of becoming refined like a earthy diamond like Sun Wukong - the Six Eared Macaque would cause a different unholy reaction within the Furnace. Like a pressure cooker ready to burst, the Wind within would only expand/quicken until breeched.
Lao Tzu/Laozi opens the Furnance after 49 days, expecting the two monkey demons to be reduced to a pile of ashes and pills. He's met by a pair of monsters that burst forth from the crucible like Pandora's box.
Heaven weeps.
Even if Macaque's physical body was lost to the Furnace, he could retain enough magic to manipulate his ashes into a smokey ghost-like form. The Buddha would be forced to contain Macaque for those 500 years by sealing him in an air-tight vessel.
Wukong carrying around his mate's ashes and the pilgrims thinking him mad with grief, only for Macaque to reveal at an awkward time that he's still technically "alive". Pluming forth from the vessel and ensaring their foes with his ribbon-like tendrils.
And if you wonder what a Furnaced!Macaque would look like? He's already shown us;
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clownsuu · 2 years ago
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I have been having a strong urge to make another puppet oc, so alas, take this pain iv made-
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When I mean pain, I literally mean it- JDHHFHDH I got so stressed out trying to color him that my adrenaline spiked and now I’m trying to relax LMAOOOO
but anyway, here’s Robbie (not to be confused with Robert), a Howdy family member oc, cause who am I as a howdy supremacy supporter if I didn’t have SOMEBODY related to him smhh. He’s kinda an smartass/asshole (being a 3 horned rhinoceros beetle) but when ya get to know the bastard he’s a nerdy lil goof who’ll never shut up about literally anything he’s done. How many crimes has he committed? He lost count smh.
he’s a little bit more of a serious character-? But he’s kinda still in the same playing field as Dr.Stone is where they are a “guest character”. Also unlike Dr.Stone who has a set occupation, Robbie hops from job to job, one day he’s working at your local seven eleven, the other day he’s a astronaut going to space (don’t ask how he the hell he even got in- he’s too crafty for his own good-)
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prolibytherium · 6 months ago
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The absolute lowest caliber of nature documentaries are the ones that are like, styled as tournaments debating which 'scary' animals would win in a fight. I kind of love them. They're always like:
NATURE'S BADDEST
Narrator who perpetually sounds like he's in a nerf gun commercial: THE RHINOCEROS IS UP TO 3000 POUNDS OF SHEER MUSCLE AND ANGER. THEY CAN CHARGE AT OVER THIRTY MILES AN HOUR, ENOUGH TO TRAMPLE ANYTHING UNLUCKY ENOUGH TO BE IN THEIR WARPATH.
[footage of a rhino charging] [footage of a rhino tossing its horns]
Interview clip of whatever actual biologist they got for this: Yeah you probably could not outrun a rhino.
Narrator: YOU CAN'T RUN......AND YOU CAN'T HIDE.
[footage of a rhino chasing a dude] [footage of a rhino chasing a lion]
Interview clip of a guy who got attacked by a rhino once: I was attacked by a rhino once.
[shaky reenactment footage showing closeups of an actor screaming and flailing in some bushes, presumably from rhino POV]
Narrator: IS NOTHING SAFE FROM THESE BOISTEROUS BADDIES?
Interview clip of whatever actual biologist they got for this: Most species of rhino are threatened, and a few species are critically endangered and very close to extinction. They're subject to a lot of pressure from poaching and habitat loss.
Narrator (momentarily kind of solemn): IT SEEMS EVEN THIS UNRULY UNGULATE CAN'T STAND UP TO EVERYTHING LIFE THROWS AT IT..........
.....EXCEPT PERHAPS... A CAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[footage of a rhino flipping over a car]
[same footage of a rhino flipping over a car in slow motion] [car crash sfx] [screaming sfx] [guitar riff] [inexplicable bear roar sfx]
Narrator: THIS TON AND A HALF MASS OF MUSCLE, HORN, AND FURY MAY BE BAD... BUT HOW DOES IT FARE AGAINST OUR NEXT CONTENDER... THE TARANTULA?!!
[footage of an utterly harmless spider set to scary music]
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