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Kill the crown: once bitten, twice the loss.

Cw: near death experience.

Many know of Tripitaka’s flesh being able to grant immortality to those who consume it. It’s common knowledge how often the monk gets kidnapped to be cooked, and yet he always makes it out relatively safely.

Sure a few mental scars here and there, but he’s alive! His journey to the west continues.

But while alone ( a rarity in itself!) to take a breath and mediate while his disciples prepared camp, and Wukong searched for food— he could feel a sharp pain in his leg.

Yelping, he looked down and saw two little puncture marks around reddening— purpling skin.

Bitten. But by what? He tried to stand, only to fall onto his hands and knees as jolts of pain and numbness alike ran under his skin.

“I…I can’t feel my leg?”

Sweat rolled down like raindrops on his face and neck, the air sweltering despite the cool- near-stormy weather.

He didn’t even think to look around in the tall grass, oblivious to the giddy eyes watching him as the cobra waited eagerly for its venom to take more and more mobility.

Soon enough the Tang monk would be theirs alone, unable to run! Ohhh the thought was enough to deliver a second dose of venom. But no. No no no, they wanted him alive.

Prey tasted best alive.

A thud.

The cobra shed its skin to a more… humanoid form and scurried over to the fallen man.

Tensed, body jolting periodically as it tried in vain to fight their venom.

The yaoguai smiled, fangs glinting- salivating with even more venom.

Kneeling down they picked up the monk like one would a bride instead of a meal.

“Oh don’t worry, great monk! Soon enough you’ll be too numb to feel anything! I know, it’s such a mercy compared to other nasty creatures!”

Tripitaka couldn’t scream.

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Voices buzzed in his ears like a cicada’s song; skin slick with sweat like he was in the throes of summertime. His sight swam, black and indescribable colors swirling and dancing as he tried to look.

His muscles screamed, spasming wildly as he tried to move- to scream out.

All that came was a hoarse groan.

“Master, master calm down!” The voice broke through the ringing in his ears.

“Mon… monkey..?”

“He’s speaking!” Sandy exclaimed.

“We still need to stop the venom!” Pigsy snapped, snorting angrily.

“I’ve taken care of that, idiot! He needs to just open his eyes and properly awaken. Then he’ll be fine!” Wukong replied, and despite his failing eyes- Tripitaka could already see that cocky grin.

“He still looks half dead, simian! He’s probably half-way to reincarnating!” Pigsy retorted.

“We need to sit him up! Not keep him down on the cave floor.”

Hoof-like hands grabbed his arms, hoisting him to sit up.

Tripitaka blinked again, the darkness swimming more as his body protested all kinds of movement.

“I— I can’t—“ he croaked, breath labored.

“Lay him back down! Lay him back down!” Sandy cried, pulling Pigsy’s hands off and laid him back on the cold stone floor.

“The… the snake-“ Tripitaka spoke.

“Dead. You’re safe, master.” Wukong reassured.

“Just rest. We can wait until you’re all better to travel.”

Despite his cool demeanor, the rage simmered underneath his words. Tripitaka wanted to say it wasn’t their faults, he had asked for a few minutes alone. Wukong had been finding dinner, nothing else.

“Thank you.”

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Kill the crown: Veiled Emperor.

Transcript + extra info:

Emperor of the celestial realm.

Killed the Jade Emperor, taking his throne.

Celestial blood stains the ground.

The enlightened ones are gone.

You are alone.

To conquer Diyu and the rest of earth they need the Great Sage’s staff.

They will find it.

You cannot run.

You cannot hide.

Their armies will search endlessly for what is theirs.

No one will awaken Sun Wukong.

No one will stop their reign.

The jade on their belt allows them to summon and control storms.

No one has seen their face.

There was only one rebellion, and it was snuffed out easily.

Their three best soldiers are: Captain Jaw-Long Shé, General Jianhong, and their right hand: Tai.

There are rumors of a resistance within the celestial realm; they have yet to find it. But when they do, it will be crushed.

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Kill the crown: Heng the Immortal Baboon.

Transcript + extra info.

The first monkey of havoc.

Yue’s uncle.

Trying to keep his family safe.

False immortal, can steal qi with just a touch.

Tries to play mediator.

Wishes Yue just stayed home.

Tries to help her be a child.

Trying to show her killing people is wrong.

He drains qi from plants to heal.

Does not use weapons.

Used to traveling, he is trying to help Yue adjust.

Does not know why they’re being perused, just knows to run.

Trying to find a surviving bodhisattva.

Tolerated the Jade Emperor.

Hates the Veiled Emperor.

Has a complicated past he hasn’t told Yue about.

He hopes Wukong can fix everything.

Vegetarian. Heng cannot eat meat without getting sick.

He is the brother of the long armed gibbon: Yue’s mother. Although not blood related, the two are as close as real siblings.

He gets along well with his brother in law, there is some light hearted teasing on both sides.

He fears that their kingdom is already gone; he has no clue what has happened to them while he and Yue are running.

Despite his powers, he can still be killed.

He can easily disguise himself as a human being, and act like one. He helps Yue glamour herself in human villages.

He is terrified that if he leaves Yue alone, he will find a corpse.

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Kill the crown: Broken bone.

( a non-canon prompt from a server I’m in! )

Cw: for violence.

The dragon’s palace had been invaded. Just when they had begun to believe getting to the mountain of flowers and fruit would be easier once off the mainland, the veiled emperor just had to prove them wrong yet again.

It was a ceaseless force, sending legions of demons after them. Heng couldn’t help but notice he had never seen a true celestial among these forces.

The only one he knew that was still alive was the bodhisattva of compassion, having to abandon the physical form of Guanyin to make the emperor believe they were dead.

At least the bodhisattva’s disciples were rather unharmed as well.

She— er- he had been a great help with the quest to bring Sun Wukong back from the oblivion he had been cast to by the Jade Emperor. He had helped lead Heng’s little ragtag team to the eastern dragon’s palace, where the white dragon horse had greeted them himself.

Ao Bai, the dragon prince of the western sea looked… ethereal. Heng had never seen a dragon in a humanoid form, he had rarely seen dragons to begin with!

Even with those deep red scars across a once pristine face, and milky white pupils, he held himself with grace only a dragon could have.

The king of the palace was out for the week, discussing strategies of neutrality with his brother. So Ao Bai was in charge, at least to keep the palace from falling apart.

All the while by his side was the arhat, Sha Wujing. Clad in soft yellows against his teal, scarred skin with a deep red beard and whiskers.

Vaguely Heng thought of a catfish seeing those whiskers.

Yue had so many questions as they settled in for a night of rest after fleeing yet another small battalion led by that snake. He never quit perusing them, a constant thorn in Heng’s side.

He even had the gall to call himself a dragon with the name Jaw-long. It was a laughable insult to the entire species! But Heng had to admit the tenacious nature of the demon would’ve been admirable in another circumstance.

The thorn had come into the palace like nothing; soldiers clad in dark grey and silver armor with streaks of dull maroon dotting various parts and weapons swarmed like flies on the dead.

The sun had been setting above the waves, they must’ve assumed they’d be winding down for the night. They were right. Heng had been foolish to think they escaped, he had been optimistic.

The shock had allowed the soldiers a foothold in the dining room where everyone was. It felt like a tomb as Heng was one of the first out of the seats.

Despite the scars upon his face, still red as if they were new, Ao Bai defended his uncle’s palace tooth and nail. Heng and Luhan joined him and the aquatic army in yet another battle.

There were too many things to keep track of. Grey blurs striking at him, shouts and war cries pounded in his head. Yue and Luhan lost in sea of battle.

The tide began to change.

The snake, Jaw-Long, fled. Of course he did.

A coward to the end.

Heng could see him shed his human form and slither out of the room, ready to leave these men to die.

A deep, grueling rage simmered in the baboon’s stomach at such a thought. There was no honor with him. A good captain stayed until the bitter end.

Dispatching -non-lethally- the enemy solider trying to strike him with their spear, he bounded after Jaw-Long.

The snake must’ve known. In the halls, alone, the two stared each other down.

Furious orange bled into yellow-hazel.

The bastard had the audacity to grin, showing off his teeth as scales mixed with skin. Disgusting.

Something was off. The skin looked… wrong in this light.

He was too far away to tell thoroughly.

“I thought you’d have your hands full with my men.” The captain admitted.

Heng’s fists balled, hackles rising.

“You sent them to their deaths.” He tried to keep his voice calm, it wasn’t working.

“And yet you chose to chase little ol’ me, I am honored. But I wasn’t here for you.”

“You won’t lay a finger on that staff, or her.” Heng spoke through his teeth, trying to swallow back the bile at the mere thought of Yue being at the mercy of this snake again.

He had failed her once. Never again.

Jaw-long laughed.

“Who says I haven’t?”

That hot rage turned icy, Heng’s head turning light as fury turned to fear.

“What do you mean?” He demanded, stepping forward.

A closer look. That was not skin.

Tiny scales mimicking that of Jaw-long’s human form.

The mimic chuckled again.

“Sorry, ape. But I was paid a whole lotta money to keep you far away from the battle.” They hummed, pulling out two simple looking daggers.

Heng backed away, almost tripping over his own tail.

He left her alone- Luhan alone- abandoning the two of them to the real Jaw-Long.

“LU—“ his shriek was cut off by the mimic tackling him to the carpeted ground.

The wind was knocked from his lungs, a loud wheeze coming from the monkey as he thrashed- panicked. Irrational.

The mimic looked far too happy to have him so disoriented.

“The captain said you’d be a pain. But you can’t even scream right now.” They sneered, hands scaly and cool despite the human appearance they had.

But it wasn’t human, no. So close he could see every beady little scale. He— he didn’t know what this demon was.

He reached up, trying to grab a fistful of false hair.

A dagger went through his palm, slamming it into the pearly floors so hard it cracked.

His other hand met a similar fate, the two daggers buried into his palms. He grit his teeth, hissing out a hard breath as his eyes squeezed shut.

He couldn’t do a thing without his hands.

His breath was ragged, uneven.

He couldn’t even squeeze his hands into fist.

The false Jaw-Long cringed, watching blood ooze between flesh and silver. Those strange scales rippled for a moment becoming iridescent and green before settling back to the visage of the snake demon.

He groaned, pushing his hands up to the hilt of the blades to try and push them out of the ground.

He’d heal. He needed to get free!

A hand gripped his chin, fingers digging into his jaw- breaking his concentration as another wave of pain hit.

He glared, teeth bared, eyes blazing.

“You’re not gonna stay down are you?” He asked, frowning.

“That’s fine, old ape. All I was told to do was keep you down. You’re a real pain in the captain’s scales you know that? He even told me all about your little magic trick.” The mimic’s voice was just like Jaw-long’s, airy and almost melodic as he spoke so casually while digging his nails into Heng’s fur and skin.

Infuriating.

A growl rumbled in the baboon’s throat, eyes alight with rage.

The true fight was so far away, echoing down the halls.

Too far away.

Would Luhan even protect Yue or flee when things got too much? Was the sound of battle too overwhelming for those six ears? Oh his dearest niece, would she be able to defend herself with a weapon she barely understood? The staff’s weight was easy for her, but the size change was still giving her trouble, swinging it around recklessly when she got too scared to think.

They couldn’t handle themselves without him! He ran away, right into a trap! He was such an idiot.

“Let me go, and I won’t lay a hand on you. You can flee, and I won’t chase you.” Heng wouldn’t plead, not yet. He couldn’t show any weakness, even as his hands ached- trying to heal around the blades. But he had to try and reason with this person.

For a moment, it looked like the imposter considered it.

Those strange fingers dug deeper into his jaw, the sound the first thing to come into focus.

A simple loud crack that echoed more inside his head than outside.

The pain was slow. Ebbing into focus like a faint warmth before bursting to life like sparks igniting a dead tree.

He couldn’t scream. It’d make it worse.

He swallowed back the shriek that built up in his throat, pushing it down and down and down until his stomach twisted with the agony.

He took a deep breath in through his nose. He had to calm himself down or else he’d no doubt feed into this monster’s sadism.

The silence had the imposter quirking an eyebrow.

“Ohhh you’re tougher than you look, let’s see if I can make you scream with that jaw of yours, ape.”

Oh how wrong he was.

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Kill the crown: Sunshine.

From a prompt from a server I’m in, currently this is not canon but uh— inspired by canon? Basically take it was a grain of salt as I work out my story. Also not beta read we die like Luhan!

Recouping on flower fruit mountain was odd. Very very odd. It had been… two years now since Yue had left home. Two years of endless travels, of ruthless encounters with demons and celestials alike all sent to bring their heads to the Veiled Emperor, and two years since she had found the legendary staff: Ruyi Jingu Bang.

Awakening the king had been a shock; the crown had cracked, glowing and stained with golden blood of a celestial and yet those sunken in eyes stayed closed.

The world was silent, breath was held. For a gutted moment, she was sure they had all failed.

Then Wukong took a breath, shuddering and deep as he coughed. Alive. Alive. He was alive.

That was three months ago, summer giving way to autumn and autumn to winter as the air chilled. But no clouds formed, no snow came. Only an occasionally cool storm to break up the sunny days of paradise.

The sun shined constantly here, the fruits never gone, and flowers rarely going out of bloom. It was like time had been stopped here, leaving this place in an eternal spring.

Even the plums grew here with no problem instead of enduring in the icy winters like back home.

The air was warm, humid as she sat by the shore watching the dawn. Another dawn. Another day. She couldn’t sleep. Why would she? She had to get stronger, she had to learn how to fight. Those… those soldiers, she and Heng were outclassed against the snake: even with Luhan, the guardian of Wukong nearly gored them with his axe and horns.

Watching Luhan tear his neck open with his teeth was haunting. Green, lush grass was painted red. They were not heroes. Not like Erlang Shen, or Hou Yi saving the world from burning from 12 suns, or Wukong guiding Tang Sanzang to the west to bring enlightenment to China.

No. No there was nothing righteous about what they were doing.

There was blood on their hands; she had been too naive to see it before.

The sky was pale, purples and blues as the waves crashed into the shore. The sun had yet to warm the cool air up. Leaving everything in a cool, soft haze of early morning. A few birds began to sing, faintly.. she could hear a gibbon’s song.

Was the gibbon a mother? Was she teaching her daughter to sing? Did the daughter know one day she’d leave her mother’s arms to sing her own song?

Yue missed hearing her mother sing. Gods she missed it. Every morning, echoing through the palace would be her mother’s song. It was wordless, but musical compared to the cries of a normal ape. Some days Zhi would sing along; other times she and Yue both would join their mother to listen and sing in the early sunshine.

Would Rong be learning their mother’s song now? What about her little brother? Would he ever learn? Did he remember her? Did he or Rong or Zhi miss her?

She missed them.

She sighed, heavy and sore. She couldn’t sleep. Closing her eyes just.. shades of red, everywhere. The dark made it worse, and yet the sun chased away the shadows and red.

The young gibbon fought to keep her eyes open, to watch the dawn as birds and apes sang together in a harmony only this mountain had; it was a lullaby she’d never find anywhere else.

She did not feel the eyes watching her as she dozed off into a much needed slumber, nor the arms that scooped her up into a warm embrace like being wrapped up by the summer sun’s heat.

Wukong held her to his chest.

He had never seen a child yaogaui, not one this young; this inexperienced.

She was small and yet so strong. She had ran from home with the baboon, brought back the six eared macaque and saving her uncle from being stuck in Diyu. She had travelled all the way here, to help awaken him. Yet more was expected, more was needed.

“Today,” Wukong murmured with his voice rumbling in his chest.

“You will rest, and enjoy the sunshine.”

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Kill the crown: Sun Wukong. ( updated)

So everyone is getting updated designs and revamps! Mostly because this project is gonna be in the beta phase for AWHILE as I work on it.

Creativity am I right?

But welcome the awakened king with a new design brought to you by my friend @candyasbestos who you can find on Twitter. They helped a lot with his design!

Go check out their art and aus if you like murder drones it’s actually really awesome

Now onto the main event, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven:

Transcript + extra:

After completing the journey, Wukong went to the Jade emperor to have his crown removed. Betrayed by the emperor Wukong was sent into a coma-like state and disposed of back onto his mountain.

He remained like that for 50 years, until his crown was cracked by Heng, Yue, and Luhan. With the crown cracked, the spell was broken as well; unfortunately the crown still remains on his head and still cannot be removed.

Deeply misses his brothers and master. He does not know who is dead or alive, especially when the war is explained to him… along with the absence of almost every bodhisattva. He fears the worst.

Intense eye contact. All the time. Rarely blinks due to his time in the furnace.

Vegetarian. Heng and him are the only vegetarians in the group.

Very weakened, needs time to recover. When first awakened, he could barely stand. Severely dehydrated and starved. His several immortalities kept damage to a minimum.

110% done with celestials. After everything he’s done to try and redeem himself, only to be betrayed? He’s bitter about anything to do with the celestial realm.

Suspicious of Luhan. Doesn’t enjoy him being back in his home. Luhan does nothing to help ease Wukong’s anxiety.

Touch starved.

The beads are a gift from Tripitaka, he cherishes them deeply. They were a gift from early in the journey, before everyone else joined the pilgrimage.

Lots of monkey sounds.

Protective. When he cares, he will do anything to protect those people. Anything.

He is eight feet tall.

He is the tallest of the stone monkeys. No one knows why he’s so damn tall.

A soft spot towards children.

His monkeys still call him grandpa Sun, and he will do anything to prove he is a good king to them.

Has a hard time sleeping or staying still. He wants to keep moving, even if his body needs to recover.

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Can confirm, it’s every single app. Turn it off.

FYI iPhone users!

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Kill the crown: Luhan, the six eared macaque.

Revamping intros and designs! Lots of changes!

So much to come so little time!

But I am excited with how far this has come. Can yall believe this series is a whole year old? Maybe not here but from my first conception of it, to now- it’s a year old!

It still a little baby! Anyways onto the monkey man!

Transcript + extra info:

Freshly revived thanks to Yue and Heng ( and others).

Wearing enchanted earrings that stop his future hearing; and a necklace that functions like Wukong’s crown. Neither of these can be taken off by him.

A master of illusions and transformation, the bell on his tail able to amplify his magic.

Was once Sun Wukong’s equal.

Obsessive.

Vindictive.

Hates being in debt.

Loves theater.

Rarely shows his true intentions.

Technically a Jiangshi. Has the same weaknesses as normal jiangshi.

His body has however been remade, and he doesn’t need qi to survive. Just normal food.

It doesn’t stop him from hunting down fresh game to eat, much to Heng’s dismay.

Wanted to be Wukong.

Terrified of dying again.

And Guanyin.

Slowly learning he doesn’t have to do everything alone. Especially when Yue believes in his redemption, not as means to an end.. but genuinely so.

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Kill the crown: updated Yue.

Character design is hard and I am suffering AUUGHGH

Anyway

Ming Yue.

Second eldest daughter of the long armed gibbon.

Carrying Wukong’s staff.

Finds the staff, unaware of the Veiled Emperor’s search for it.

On the run with uncle Heng.

12 years old.

Half yaogui half stone monkey ( with a yaogui diet unlike her uncle Heng).

Doesn’t talk much anymore.

Naive (at first).

Loves the legend Wukong left behind.

Misses her family deeply.

Rarely physical.

Terrified of the Veiled Emperor, and their army.

Always by Heng’s side, and scared to be alone.

Still learning how to use the staff, she struggles greatly with its weight and changing its size.

Doesn’t know magic/ glamours yet.

Despite her lack of training, she naturally has her mother’s supernatural strength. It is raw, and at times unstable. She is still learning to control it when she can’t concentrate completely on it, like when fighting.

She never meant for this to happen. She never thought picking up the legendary staff would lead to her and Heng fleeing for their lives.

Or being forced to find where Wukong had disappeared too for 50 years.

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Kill the crown: Failure.

The journey was long. Over a decade of traveling from the east, battling demons, and trying to just keep Tripitaka alive.

Sure Wukong got there in the nick of time usually, freeing a shaken up but unharmed Tripitaka but this- this was different.

He had failed.

His master was alive but bruises and cuts littered his skin, a mockery of their efforts; of Wukong’s efforts.

He had been too slow, too confident in the push and pull of this journey and Tripitaka had paid the price.

Today it was a black eye and a few cuts, but tomorrow it could be a body. Torn clothes with no remains to bury.

He needed to do better. He had to be better.

For his brothers, his master, himself. He never wanted to feel this way again.

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Psst! Hey!

To anyone scrolling through this blog and reading this:

You're valid.

Have a nice day.

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Panic.

Nyx from the panic au by @candyasbestos

First art of the new year and it’s this anxiety ridden dog of a drone

I love him 💕

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Christmas meme

Merry Christmas or happy holidays! I ate too much and got sick but I have an art piece to prove I’m not dead yet!

Tripitaka! Kill the crown!

I’m so funny aren’t I?

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Ehehehe Thad 💕

Panic au part 21 and 22 :3

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Readers, make sure you have all your favourite Ao3 fics downloaded.

Writers, make sure you have copies of all the fics you have posted on Ao3.

I don’t want to be alarming, but things could get really bad really fast. OTW shared this today on Twitter, and I'm a bit worried about it 😅

Ao3 is a non-profit organisation. If they have to start paying taxes, I have no idea what will happen.