I Can't Do This Anymore! I Mean I Can, And I Will, Obviously. But I Can't Fucking Do This Anymore!

what should i name them?

edit: decided to name them polyxene

The past: Macaque's Reaction

Liu Er Mihou was the first to notice something happened. 

It’s been some years since his fight against Wukong, in which the Great Sage explained the best he could why he had to go through this pilgrimage and protect this monk. Mihou decided to give him one last chance and Wukong promised he will get home as soon as this Journey ended. Now Macaque is back on Flower Fruit Mountain hoping the King will keep his promise.

Macaque listens now and then in direction to the west, to know if the travel with the monk and the other pilgrims was almost done. The last time he listen what Wukong was up to, he was on his way to get his circlet removed by Guanyin after sealing the brotherhood in a scroll.

Finally! Wukong did kept his promise of getting back home after all of this was done! And about the brotherhood, well, Macaque wasn’t that sad about them. Sure they were friends, but not anymore, not after the fight against heaven and how they completely abandoned Wukong after it. Macaque still did try to find him and talked to him, even if the result was a smashed peach on the ground.

Mihou was still very conflicted about how to feel toward Wukong, they needed to have serious talk as soon as the King will be back on the mountain. But something wasn’t right, something was missing. Macaque couldn’t shake off this feeling of something missing, something big. Then he notice.

Wukong’s magic. He couldn’t feel it anymore.

Minutes ago he could feel it getting closer, feeling Wukong getting closer to Flower Fruit Mountain. But now, nothing. It vanished into thin air. And then he noticed the lack of sounds.

He could no longer hear Wukong's breath, or his heartbeat. Normally Macaque is able to hear it even if he is far away thanks to his six ears.

But now, there was only a deafening silence. He couldn’t understand, what just happened? 

Not wanting to alarm the other demon monkeys on FFM, he continues to listen, to find any hints, anything to ease his mind and to tell him that all of this is a cruel joke. 

His mind went blank. There was no way Wukong just disappeared like that. Yes, he still hasn't forgiven him for going with the pilgrims and how he abandoned him, but he never expected all of this.

_________

No more than an hour later, Nezha was at the foot of Flower Fruit Mountain,asking to see Macaque or any monkey in charge of Wukong's kingdom.

Macaque was pulled back from his spiraling of thought when he noticed Nezha's presence.

Using his shadow to teleport to him, he told him he better have a good reason why he's there. 

Nezha told him about all the things the Jade Emperor said; how Wukong died from a powerful curse he got during his journey, that apparently one of the many demons he fought had a cursed weapon capable of slowly killing an immortal being . And now his staff became cursed and is protected by a powerful barrier.

“ …where is he?” Macaque ask. “I- I don’t know. They didn’t answer when I asked, only saying he got disposed of.” “What do you mean disposed of?! You’re telling me it’s only been an hour since he supposedly died and he’s already disposed of??!” Nezha sighed: “Look I know this sounds very bad, and I agree something is awry. That’s why I came here as soon as I could to tell you this. Apparently his body was emanating a cursed energy after dying so that’s why they acted quickly” “... this doesn’t make any sense.." macaque paused "and what do you mean by something is awry? I was sure you would agree to whatever Heaven decided to do”. “I am not completely blind to what they do. Not long before they announced this, I saw that a part of the celestial army left the palace in secret and they got back when the news was spread. Perhaps it is connected, perhaps it is not. But my intuition tells me something is just wrong.”

“...”

“I know we are not on good terms but I thought it would be correct to tell you all this. I need to go now , my condolence for your loss.”

Nezha left the mountain as quickly as he got there to go back to the celestial palace.

Macaque stayed in the same spot,paralysed, still processing all the informations. ________

The news spread like wildfire. And everyone was too scared to go near the mountain with the "cursed magic staff".

Time passed, and Mihou was still looking for Wukong whenever he could, while protecting and taking care of the kingdom left behind after the sudden departure of the King.

Au Masterpost

Shout out to the sitting community.

remember that wall slam? done for an art challenge on reddit. Prompt was 'against the wall' but I couldn't decide who of them was going to be against the wall so I did both haha

his name is Ezreal:D

I just think Shang Qinghua should get so angry one time that he unconsciously overrides the System and unlocks Admin privileges and just deletes entire clans out of existance in the blink of an eye while going "writing you in was a mistake".

And I also think everyone who saw that refuses to ever talk about it, but they're all scared shitless of the tiny human by Mobei-jun's side now because they realize he's not just really smart and an amazing strategist, he's also a god and can kill them all in 0.5 seconds. And now they all think that Shang Qinghua is actually the one running the show and Mobei-jun is just, like, the face of the Northern kingdom only.

Shang Qinghua is utterly horrified when he snaps out of it and realizes what he's done (somehow??? He doesn't know wtf just happened) and how now everyone is terrified of him except for Mobei-jun who is just looking at him with heart in his eyes lmao

taizi dianxia 🌷🌷🌷

"I'm happy for his highness."

"Yes, they make a good couple, but"

"I just can't watch them!" say both generals in unison.

"Every time I feel like I'm interrupting something" Mu Qing cringes.

Feng Xin feels good and floaty. The inn where he and Mu Qing stopped to continue their mission after visiting His Highness has really great food . He's glad he talked Mu Qing into taking a couple jars of wine for dinner - it's truly unique in this region. The evening is nice and alcohol put general Nan Yang into a playful mood.

"Gege" Feng Xin speaks in a luscious voice making a face.

"San Lang!" Mu Qing picks up on joke quickly squeaking in an unnatural high-pitched voice.

"Gege.... I have something for you"

"Ah San Lang what is it? my three thousandth portrait? how not creepy of you!"

Feng Xin snickers. "Gege!"

"San Lang!" Mu Qing rises slightly unsteadily from his seat. He is a rare sight: general is giggling, his cheeks scarletred , eyes squinted slightly giving off his drunkenness.

"Gege!" Feng Xin reaches out his hands to the god.

"San Lang!" Mu Qing dramatically falls on his lap and as Feng Xin starts making kissy noises at him he bends in two from laughter . Feng Xin's arm wraps around his waist and instinctively pulls him closer.

Mu Qing is heavy and warm, smelling of some herbs and the wine they have drunk. He is in simple robes and his hair is gathered into a low ponytail today.

Feng Xin stares at him mesmerized, absorbing, memorizing. He's holding himself from doing something gentle, something stupid, run his hand through his hair, stroke his side -

"How are you making this face?" the question takes the god by surprise.

"He looks at him with the exact same expression, hahaha!" Mu Qing continues, starting to get up from the general's lap.

And then Feng Xin snaps.

Collection of little guys