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Mammals both produce milk and have hair. Ergo, a coconut is a mammal.

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At a time when millions of children are starving, there's talk of spending $50 million on a lavish military parade to celebrate a controversial politician's birthday. Mark Hamill's comment sums up the sentiment of many: such a celebration could be met with absolute public outrage. Confusing priorities at a time when we need compassion more than showmanship.

Tumblr has 100 million users. Where are you? Engage. Protest. Donate.

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Flower of a Poisonous Seed Part 49:

Part 48:

TW: depression mentions, suicide watch, drug mentions,

"Whatcha doin'?"

"Embroidery. Care to join me?"

"I don't know... Am I allowed to?"

Wukong positioned himself next to Nezha on the couch across the room from Li Jing. He looked at Jing's project and then at Nezha to answer his question.

Nezha: You've been on your meds for two weeks now and have been improving. Maybe it's high time we finally took you off of watch and let you around needles and such.

SWK: *wide-eyed* *gasps* Really? Like, for real life?

Nezha: Yes, Wukong. For real life!

Nezha: I know I've been paranoid about your safety from the start, but I think it's high time I let you take some minor risks.

SWK: WOOHOO!!!!!

Nezha: Don'tgocrazy, please.

SWK: Okay, I won't go too wild with it.

~~~

Jing handed Wukong a threaded needle for him to work with. Wukong suddenly wasn't sure about this.

Nezha: *gently* Well, go on. Give it a go.

SWK: *hesitates*

Jing: Do you require instructions?

SWK: No! It's not that it's just that... I don't know...

SWK: *places the needle in Nezha's hand and closes it* Maybe my safety... shouldn't be up to me.

Nezha: *saddened* Wukong...

Nezha: *scoots closer to him* If this is about... if my thoughts have influenced yours...

SWK: I don't think they did.

Nezha: Wukong, please.

SWK: I don't think this was a good idea.

Jing: Nonsense! You're more than capable.

Nezha: Yes! You have made such improvements, you are ready!

SWK: I think you're missing the point. I... I shouldn’t be left unattended with this thing.

Nezha: Then we won't leave you unattended, we don't have to throw all caution to the wind if you doubt yourself!

Jing: Let me ask you this: Do you think you are going to hurt yourself or others?

SWK: No, I don't think so.

Jing: Do you want to hurt yourself or others?

SWK: No! Of course not!

Jing: There you go, then.

SWK: *pauses for a moment to process*

Nezha: *places a hand on Wukong's shoulder* We don't have to do anything out of your comfort zone just yet. We can supervise you if that's what you want. But I don't want you to live your life in fear.

Nezha: *raises Wukong's chin so their eyes meet* You are not alone in this. We'll make it through this. Together.

SWK: Okay... let's give it a go. Supervised, that is.

Nezha: *hands him back the needle* I'm right here with you.

~Not even ten minutes later~

SWK: Okay, this is really hard without precise control over my fingers.

Nezha: I know my own motor functions have been improving, but I don't think I could do that either.

SWK: How have your hands been doing?

Nezha: They're not in pain, though my grip strength and precision are not what I want them to be.

Jing: And... finished!

SWK: HOW????

Nezha: No way.

SWK: I've only done three stitches so far!

Nezha: Dang able-bodied people.

Jing: *laughs* I'm sorry, I don't mean to show off!

SWK: *blows raspberry at him*

~~~

SWK: So, since I'm allowed near sharp objects, can I help with dinner?

Nezha: Absolutely! It's my turn to cook and I wouldn't mind a sous-chef.

SWK: Yay!

*enters kitchen*

SWK: Why are there so many baby-proof locks on everything?

Nezha: I forgot that my father put those locks on in a failed attempt to keep Macaque from getting into everything.

~~~

Wukong sat on the floor for several minutes trying to unto a cabinet lock that required simultaneous pinching and pulling to open. He wasn't able to open it no matter how hard he tried. Even with his antidepressants, Wukong still tended to cry when frustrated or upset.

SWK: Nezhie! Help me!

Nezha: It's okay, Wukong, your Daffodil will get that for you.

Nezha: *tries to open the baby-proof lock*

Nezha: *can't*

~three dozen failed attempts later~

SWK: Maybe if we tried it together? <3

Nezha: Wonderful idea, my darling. You push down and pull, and I'll push up and push forward.

SWK: Okay! Count of three. One, two, three!

SWK & Nezha: 🎶 Teamwork makes the dream WORK- *slips and accidentally slams heads together*

SWK: Owie! *covers his forehead*

Nezha: Ow. *presses hand to his forehead*

Nezha: Are you okay my dear? I didn't hit you where your head is most sensitive, did I?

SWK: You did, but I think I'll be okay.

SWK: Wanna try again?

Nezha: Sure.

~a dozen more failed attempts later~

Nezha: *yells in frustration* *slams shoulder against cabinet repeatedly* WHY?! WON'T?! YOU?! OPEN?! *yells in frustration*

SWK: *starts crying again*

Nezha: *calms down at the sound of it*

Nezha: Wukong! I didn’t spook you, did I? Are you hurt? Upset?

SWK: *through tears* Upset...

Nezha: Tell me what troubles you, though I likely know the cause, I'll listen. *hugs him*

SWK: *between sobs* Sometimes I can't help but feel useless and weak. Even with all the progress I've made, I still can't open a stupid baby lock.

Nezha: I understand, my dear, I am much the same. But if there is one thing I've learned from both you and my past experiences, it's that one's worth doesn't rely on one's abilities. Able-bodied or no, you are not useless.

Nezha: You, without a functioning muscle in your body, have pulled me out of the abyss and into a better place. Though my therapist has undoubtedly helped me too, you are the one who began this race. And I know you'll be there with me at the finish.

SWK: You did the same for me.

SWK & Nezha: *press foreheads together and share breath*

Nezha: I love you eternally. You are my everything.

SWK: *giggles* And you are mine!

Nezha: *kisses Wukong's hand* Wait here, I'll go get Father to help.

SWK: *blushes* Okay!

~~~

Jing ended up making dinner himself. The Lis helped feed their monkeys with varying levels of cooperation.

Mac: I got it! I can do it myself!

Jing: Oh, hush! You just got your casts off yesterday!

Jing: Was Wukong ever like this?

Nezha: No, my monkey is very well-behaved.

SWK: *happily accepts Nezha's spoonfeeding* Mhm!

Mac: *blows raspberry at Wukong*

SWK: *blows raspberry back*

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Flower of a Poisonous Seed Part 50:

Part 49:

Red Son created a group chat with all of Wukong's children in it. Hopefully, they'll be able to get something accomplished.

GROUP CHAT NAME:

MEMBERS: Red Son, Paramita, Savage, Yin Long, and 14 others

===

Red Son <(Hello all! I have created this group chat so that we may be able to coordinate something to do for Mother's Day)

Shen Yu <(Dude, why are you the one coordinating?????)

Paramita <(I was wondering the same thing.)

Rumble <(You have your own mom!)

Yin Long <(HE IS OUR BRO HE HIS A PART OF OUR SIMBLINGHOOD!!!!)

Shen Yu <(Is he tho?)

*one very heated argument later*

Red Son <(If you people are done yet, I'd like to get to work on planning)

Savage <(Sounds good to me little bro)

Chang Weihou <(Whatcha planning?)

Red Son <(Actually, idk. I was hoping you all would have ideas)

Chen Long <((^-^)/)

Sha Miantiao <(Whatcha got?)

Chen Long <((　・ω・)>🎁)

Li Mei <(We've done that every year, let's do something different!)

Jyoti <(Hey, you know that song 'Hey look ma, I made it'?)

Red Son <(Yeah, what about it?)

Jyoti <(What if we made a lip-sync video of it?)

Jidu <(And we can use it as a way to thank Mom for getting us this far!)

*various texts of approval*

Red Son <(Okay, but some of the words are inappropriate, so maybe a parody would work better?)

Paramita <(That sounds totes fly homies!)

*many ???s later*

Savage <(Mita, you good bro?)

Paramita <(This is Caspian! I got my dad's phone!)

Savage <(Caspian you give your father his phone back now!)

Caspian <(heeheehoohoo no!)

Chen Long <((*｀Д´)ノ！！！)

Yin Long <(bruh)

Savage <(Don't make me call your mama!)

Red Son <(Just give your father his phone back, okay?)

Caspian <(Make me!)

Qi <(I live down the street from you DON'T YOU MAKE ME COME OVER THERE AND SPANK YOU)

Caspian <(I'd like to see you try Auntie)

Qi <(brb, gotta go deck a five y.o.)

Chen Long <((○_○)！！)

Caspian <(AAAAA AUNTIE NO!!!!)

Yin Long <(Oooo! Boy, you better run!)

Caspian <(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!)

Beiwen <(I'mma call him just to give away his hiding spot lol)

Li Mei <(Don't you dare!)

Red Son <(Quick question, is Caspian actually 5? I could've sworn he was older than that)

Savage <(Caspian is 9, not that that would make much of a difference to Qi)

Red Son <(oh.)

Li Mei <(Run little dude, run!)

Rumble <(I don't think we should be encouraging him)

Yin Long <(Either way, I'm grabbing popcorn for this!)

Beiwen <(Ditto)

Red Son <(That kid's getting his butt whooped for sure!)

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Another one I just thought of could be 金一, (Jīn yī) meaning golden one! Wukongs orange fur and ao lies white hair could’ve mixed to make a golden baby at one point! (I’ve seen that kinda genetics happen)

FloaPS OC Naming!

I need help coming up with names for Wukong's kids (and maybe grandkids)!

If you have/come up with any ideas, please comment, ask, reblog, etc.!

If you can, please add the meaning(s) of the name and specify if you want the other parent to be Macaque or Ao Lie.

I'll keep a list here:

Yuebei Xing

Jidu

Luohou

Paramita

Chang weihou (vervet monkey)

Chen long (orange dragon)

Shen yu (oracle)

Sha miantiao (silly noodles)

Yin long (silver dragon)

She yan hou (Snake-eyed monkey)

Thunder, Rain, Cloudy, Sunset, Dusk, Dawn,

Thank you!

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Flower of a Poisonous Seed Part 47:

Part 46:

TW: depression, drug mentions, suicide & suicide watch mentions

14 days...

14 whole days before the pharmacy got their next shipment of meds for Wukong.

This was gonna be a fun two weeks.

Day 1: (meds haven't fully worn off yet)

At morning tea:

SWK: *sarcastically* This is a fun two weeks!

Nezha: I know. And just before you were about to be taken off of suicide watch.

SWK: Wait, what?

Nezha: Dammit, I forgot to talk to you about that! I've been so caught up in recent events, I'm sorry-

SWK: No, no, it's okay! But what was that about taking me off of suicide watch?

Nezha: I've been talking to your therapist about your progress and we talked for a bit about when to take you off of watch, if ever, and we thought that since you have been consistently taking medication and haven't had a single incident in months that it would be time, but...

SWK: Now I'm not going to have my medication for a while...

Nezha: Just two weeks. After some time being back on your meds, we can take you off of it.

SWK: Wow... I honestly never thought about not being watched anymore, it's been so long. How long has it been?

Nezha: Two years, give or take. I don't quite remember the timeline either.

SWK: *half-optimistically* Hey, if we managed two years then two weeks will be nothing, right?

Nezha: Let's hope so.

~~~

Nezha's log:

Day 2:

Wukong didn't want to get up for morning tea, nor was he excited about stretching. Usually, he's excited about both.

Greeted Red Son with a simple "Hi" instead of his usual 3-10 sentences of adoration and praise when he came home. He still has all of his manners and put on a smile for his nephew. Red Son hugged him for a bit.

Had a hard time eating... anything, really. Even with encouragement.

~~~

Day 4:

Naps that were 30-45 minutes long are now 2-2½ hours long.

Still cuddled Nezha to sleep but it was nowhere near as passionate as he used to be.

~~~

Day 7:

Physical activity is far more tiring than it used to be. Wukong's breathing is more labored. The water therapy session had to be cut short due to exhaustion. He didn't have much fun playing otters.

~~~

Day 10:

Clumps of hair have fallen out again, and Wukong had just grown those bits back, too.

Wukong lost six pounds.

~~~

Day 12:

Wukong is quote, "so over it" <- it being having depression. Questioned aloud how he ever did anything while depressed.

Said it felt like he's had to carry DBK's weight around every day since the meds wore off. (Like, physically carry the weight around)

End of log.

~~~

SWK: *exhausted* *raises fists in the air* DAY 14! WHOOO!!!! ALMOST THERE!!!

Nezha: And you managed to not have any incidents, great job!

RS: *chanting* Almost there! Almost there!

SWK: I'd completely forgotten how awful it felt to not have my meds. Therapy's been helpful and I don't think I could've survived this week without it, but I'm so done.

Nezha: Just one more day, you're almost there.

RS: *blows party horn* One more day! You can do it, Uncle!

SWK: Where did you get that? That looks fun!

RS: I kept the leftovers from your birthday party for a special occasion. Would you like one?

SWK: YES!

~~~

Three hours later Nezha wanted to burn every party horn in Heaven. But this was the happiest he'd seen Wukong in the last two weeks so he'd keep that information to himself for Wukong's sake.

It was very clear to him where Red Son got his definition of "fun" from.

Just a few more hours until the pharmacy called them to come get the medications.

They made it.

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Flower of a Poisonous Seed Part 46:

Part 45:

Tw: drug abuse, overdose, panic attack, death

Nezha absolutely refused to allow Wukong to stay in his office at the Jade Palace without supervision and protection after hearing about Macaque's incident. Even before then, he'd been hesitant to do so until Wukong started taking antidepressants and anxiety medications.

After finding out that Wukong's lungs weren't improving likely (but not yet confirmed to be) because of the volcanic ash and smoke near the Demon Bull Family's house, Nezha decided Wukong should stay with him in his office while he worked. However, private meetings were still a common part of the job.

Whenever that happened, Nezha entrusted Wukong to some of the guards he had personally trained himself centuries ago. They changed shifts every few hours and watched Wukong one at a time so Wukong wouldn't be too overwhelmed by company.

Before he left, Wukong did his usual routine of play-begging Nezha not to go, and Nezha gave him soft pets to comfort him before leaving.

~~~

Once back home, Nezha opened Wukong's medications box and saw there were fewer pills than he anticipated.

Nezha: Wukong? Did anyone give you more medicine today?

SWK: No, I only take the medications that you give to me.

Nezha: There seem to be fewer pills in here than before, though maybe I'm just paranoid.

SWK: Wouldn't be the first time. I don't think we should be too worried about it.

SWK: Maybe you just miscounted and besides, you have more important things to worry about.

Nezha: Yeah, you're right.

~~~

One week later. Fewer pills.

Two weeks later. Even fewer pills.

Three weeks later: almost half the box was gone.

Nezha: Okay, there are definitely fewer pills in this box than there were before.

SWK: *looks inside the box* Where'd they go then?

Nezha: I'm uncertain. I don't think I want to know but at the same time, I must find out.

SWK: You still have another meeting tonight. Count exactly how many we left in the box and who has shifts watching me, and then we can at least narrow down the suspects.

Nezha: Good plan. And maybe you can take note of when you take naps, because that might be when they strike.

SWK: Good idea.

~~~

They did their usual play-begging and soft pets and then parted ways.

Wukong took note of the time when he shut his eyes for a nap, and promptly fell asleep.

One of the guards quietly got into the medicine box he was sure Wukong was sleeping. He took a few of the pills and swallowed them dry. Then when he didn't feel anything one minute later, he took more, and more, and more, and more.

Wukong was awoken by a thunk of something hitting the floor. In his half-awake state, he assumed it was his backpack that got knocked over again. He fell back asleep.

Wukong woke up again after being tapped repeatedly on the face by someone. They sounded panicked.

Guard: Mr. Sun? Mr. Sun? Mr. Sun?

SWK: *groggy* What? What is it?

Guard: Oh, thank goodness you woke up! I worried you had been harmed or worse!

SWK: *snaps awake* What? Why? Has something happened?

Guard: Look!

A team of five medical professionals, likely EMTs, were surrounding the guard from the first shift. He was way too pale for either of their likings. One of the EMTs asked Wukong some questions and gave him a quick health check. After determining he hadn't been physically affected in any way, they let him be.

Less than a minute later, Nezha burst into his office to see what the commotion was about. The pale guard was the first thing he saw.

Nezha: *shakingly* Oh gods.

EMT 1: Coming through!

EMTs 2-5: *communicating loudly with each other* *takes the guard away on a stretcher*

Nezha: *moves out of their way* *closes door behind them*

Nezha: What happened?

Guard: If I had to take a guess, Marshall, I'd say it has something to do with that empty medicine box on the floor.

Nezha: Leave us, and speak nothing of what happened here until we are certain of the hows and whys.

Sure enough, Wukong's medicine box was lying open and empty on the floor near where the other guard had been. Nezha felt his stomach drop and felt his breath lock itself in his lungs.

Between what happened to the guard and knowing what could result from Wukong's lack of medications, Nezha knew he couldn't keep it together for long.

Guard: Yes sir. *salutes him and leaves*

Nezha: *slides his back across the wall to sit down* *starts having a panic attack*

SWK: *trots over to Nezha*

SWK: *takes Nezha's hand and places it on his head* *starts purring to calm him*

~~~

Nezha: *eases out of the panic attack* *starts taking deep breaths*

SWK: *gently* Shhh. It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay.

Nezha: Are you okay?

SWK: Yes, yes I am. Everything's gonna be okay.

Nezha: Okay.

SWK: Shhhhh. Breathe. Just breathe.

Nezha: *cups Wukong's cheeks with his hands* *shakingly pulls Wukong close and starts petting him*

SWK: *hugs him* It'll be okay. Just breathe.

~~~

Getting to sleep that night was hard. They'd gotten word that the guard didn't make it, and Nezha couldn't stop thinking about it.

Wukong laid on Nezha's chest and played with a lock of his hair. He started singing to hopefully soothe Nezha to sleep.

It worked.

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a list of 100+ buildings to put in your fantasy town

academy

adventurer's guild

alchemist

apiary

apothecary

aquarium

armory

art gallery

bakery

bank

barber

barracks

bathhouse

blacksmith

boathouse

book store

bookbinder

botanical garden

brothel

butcher

carpenter

cartographer

casino

castle

cobbler

coffee shop

council chamber

court house

crypt for the noble family

dentist

distillery

docks

dovecot

dyer

embassy

farmer's market

fighting pit

fishmonger

fortune teller

gallows

gatehouse

general store

graveyard

greenhouses

guard post

guildhall

gymnasium

haberdashery

haunted house

hedge maze

herbalist

hospice

hospital

house for sale

inn

jail

jeweller

kindergarten

leatherworker

library

locksmith

mail courier

manor house

market

mayor's house

monastery

morgue

museum

music shop

observatory

orchard

orphanage

outhouse

paper maker

pawnshop

pet shop

potion shop

potter

printmaker

quest board

residence

restricted zone

sawmill

school

scribe

sewer entrance

sheriff's office

shrine

silversmith

spa

speakeasy

spice merchant

sports stadium

stables

street market

tailor

tannery

tavern

tax collector

tea house

temple

textile shop

theatre

thieves guild

thrift store

tinker's workshop

town crier post

town square

townhall

toy store

trinket shop

warehouse

watchtower

water mill

weaver

well

windmill

wishing well

wizard tower

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Flower of a Poisonous Seed Part 45:

Part 44:

TW: mentions of racism, hate crime, assault, murder, death penalty,

It was quite the honor to be a part of what would very well be some of the biggest changes in Heaven's history, and Wukong wouldn't have to get blood on his hands to make it happen.

He just had to choose what to wear.

SWK: *slightly stressed* Nezhie, I don't know what to wear! And the meeting is today!

Nezha: My father stated that it was a semi-formal meeting. You don't have to be too concerned about it. Just wear whatever you are comfortable in.

SWK: That doesn't narrow it down in the slightest.

Nezha: Well, maybe we can go over the type of outfit you'd like to wear. We can go broad and narrow it down from there.

Nezha: Are you looking for something more masculine or feminine or something in between?

SWK: Feminine. Monkeys are a matriarchal society and I also intend to advocate for women's rights while I'm there.

Nezha: Lovely. Now, dress or skirt?

SWK: Skirt.

Nezha: Short, medium, or long?

SWK: Long.

Nezha: Pattern or solid color?

SWK: Pattern.

~This continues for another hour~

~~~

Wukong arrived at the meeting wearing an off-shoulder sage green shirt with a yellow skirt and a Black-Eyed Susan flower hairpin with sunflower earrings.

He saw his eldest brother standing in the entryway and wheeled over to him (luckily Red Son had made quick work of the repairs). Demon Bull King noticed Wukong out of the corner of his eye and greeted him.

SWK: I didn't know you were attending the meeting, Brother!

DBK: I figured you would be attending such a thing if your condition allowed. I don't know who else is showing up other than my son. Speaking of my offspring, where is he? I thought he'd be arriving with you.

SWK: He had a project he wanted to work on with his boyfriend this morning. He'll be arriving shortly. He's usually very punctual.

DBK: I should hope so. Have you been well, brother?

SWK: Yes, well, kinda. I've been gaining back my weight slowly but my old corset is still too big for me. I tightened it all the way and it was still loose, so that was disappointing.

DBK: Oh. Sorry to hear that. I'm sure you'll grow into it given time, though.

SWK: Thanks.

Red Son walked up the steps to see his father and uncle talking by the entrance. They didn't know their father would be attending. He looked down at his peony dress and felt a twinge of terror run down their spine. It was too late to change.

RS: *sheepishly* Father! I didn’t know you'd be here! What brings you to the meeting?

DBK: Same as you, I believe.

RS: Ah! Of course. How foolish of me.

DBK: You look quite lovely today, my child. If you don't mind my asking, are you my son or my daughter today?

RS: *pleasantly surprised* Oh! Both!

RS: Uncle Wukong gave me this dress and I wanted to wear it on the soonest possible occasion.

SWK: I found it on the Girls' Day trip and thought they'd like it.

DBK: They? Is that one of your pronouns, offspring?

SWK: Oops.

RS: Yes, I use he, she, and they pronouns, depending on how I feel that day.

RS: Today I use any of them.

DBK: Lovely. I'm always happy to learn more about you, my child.

RS: Thank you, Father.

DBK: *kneels down and places a hand on Red Son's shoulder* I will always love you no matter what. Regardless of who or what you are, you are my child and that's all that matters to me.

~~~

Erlang: Now, shall we get started?

Jing: Yes, indeed.

Jing: *raises his voice to address everyone* Good afternoon, everyone! I'm so glad you all accepted my invitation to this event. I do hope our efforts make a good, lasting effect on Heaven and its people.

~~~

Jing took notes on all he could. The meeting was going well... ish. One individual got very emotional about how his wife had been violently beaten to death and had to excuse himself. Other than that, the meeting was going alright.

SWK: I just want to put it out there that if you intend to punish those who act violently towards non-human-presenting people, I ask that you absolutely must use due process and give them a fair trial.

SWK: Even if everyone in the entirety of Heaven and the Mortal Realm witnessed it firsthand, I cannot express enough how important due process is. It should be a requirement, not a suggestion.

DBK: *whispers to him* You speak from experience, Brother?

SWK: Naturally.

RS: I very much agree with my uncle. In addition, I also think that the death penalty is far too cruel and unjust.

RS: I believe that it is far too immoral to end someone's life like that, especially when everyone has the capacity to change for the better. I've seen it myself.

Jing: *keeping his eyes on his paper* Noted. I'll see to it.

Mac: *nervously takes a sip of his banana smoothie*

~~~

Jing: I think that should be it for tonight. Thank you all for attending. I'll keep in touch about efforts made and any potential meetings for us to have again. Thank you all and you are dismissed.

Everyone: *starts packing up to leave*

Mac: You doing okay, Wukong?

SWK: I'm not the one with three broken limbs, so I'd say I'm doing good.

Mac: Wukong, I heard you had to get your lungs tested. Are you okay?

SWK: The results haven't come back yet. The doctors stuck a thing down my throat and into my lungs to take a sample. They drew blood too just to have a look at it. They said it'll be a few days before they can get back to us about it.

Mac: Please keep me posted. I worry about you.

SWK: I will. And you stay safe, okay?

Mac: Jiji's not letting me leave his line of sight, I'll be alright. He's been a big help.

SWK: Good, because if he isn't, I'll kick his butt over it.

Mac: *laughs*

Mac: You stay safe out there too, okay?

SWK: I will. I promise.

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(POV: the group on FFM playing truth or dare cards)

Mk, reading the card: truth. What’s something your afraid to admit?

Nezha: (sighs) I was terrified of the hairdressers at first. Dad did my hair growing up every day since I was a kid, Even haircuts, so I had no idea what to expect.

Wukong; snerk- wait really?! Hairdressers?!

Nezha: I was young, ok?! It didn’t make sense to me! How was a random highly trained professional stylist who’s been doing hair for 20 years gonna know anything about my hair? My dad knew what I liked!

Nezha: But father couldn’t always do my hair, so eventually I went. And they did a good job, so my fear was for nothing, but even now I get a bit nervous around new hairdressers.

Mk: What about your mom? Does she ever do your hair?

Nezha: No.

Jing: His mother accidentally gave him a bowl cut at 16-

Erlang: IS THAT WHY YOU WORE THAT HAT?!?

Ref

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What other types of jobs would Li Jing ever do outside of nursing?

I can see him doing a few different things. To name a few:

Hairdresser

Teaching sword-fighting professionally

Modeling

Photography

Wedding planner

I know it may seem random 😅 But I think these fit him well!

Li Jing did Nezha’s hair most of his life, hence why it was in the twin buns until Nezha started really dating mk and doing Jade emperor duty.

Teaching sword fighting professionally speaks for itself. I think he’d mostly train the celestial army instead of being an actual part of it at that point.

Modeling because I mean, have you SEEN that man? (No it’s not an excuse to draw him in cute outfits shit up /j)

Photography is something very relaxing but time consuming, perfect for a former warrior like him who just wants to retire.

A wedding planner is DEF out of the ordinary, but honestly i stem it from his constant hovering nature, since he likes to plan things down to the very last detail. Great for planning events, not so great for battles where anything can happen.

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SBP - Second Star ( PREV / FIRST / NEXT )

Next Part is coming on April 24th, 1PM ET

(I'm posting this now since I accidentally posted the chapter of this sunday today and some saw it. So at least you have both in case)

Mac is not a morning person. But I guess he wont mind this time.

ANYWAY! Told u I had a plan. Now, what, you ask, was what triggered the egg to crack and spawn the stone statue? A heavenly intervention? An astronomical event? It just needed time to cook? The holy spirit? Well, that's for YOU to decide. Chinese Mythological shenanigans are so crazy whatever you come up with can be plausible, so go crazy guys.

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I feel like teg meeting between Erlang and Jing would really highlight how much Jing is starting to change, atleast in for Erlangs perspective. Erlang sees with his own three eyes the lengths the other man is willing to go and the effort he puts into hearing and understanding others experiences.

He may not like for forgive Jing for what he’s done to Nezha, maybe he never will, but maybe he can also give him that bit of leniency.

𝔹𝕠𝕟𝕦𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕌𝕟��𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕

Two Rights Don't Undo a Wrong

Tw: mentions of racism, attempted murder, hate crime,

Erlang Shen and Li Jing sat in a private conference room for a lunch meeting. Jing felt like if he had to speak of such things again without food, he'd faint. Erlang had a stronger stomach for these sorts of things, though he admitted he wasn't the one who had someone close to them a direct victim of such horrors.

Jing: *between bites of food* I mean, between the severe jump from, mmm, this food's good, minor inconvenience to downright murder? Something must be done to try to prevent such things, but what, how, and is this even something we can control?

Jing: *poking his food with chopsticks* I'm personally at a loss. I was thinking about doing a separate meeting with Wukong, a few other 'non-human-looking individuals' as Wukong calls them, and perhaps even Iron Fan's husband and son.

Jing: They're the ones most affected by such actions, and they may even have some solutions or perhaps angles we didn't consider because, let's be real here, we're not in their position and likely will never be.

Erlang: That does sound promising.

Erlang: I've known Wukong far longer than you have. He definitely has potential solutions lined up ready to go, but given his current condition, I'm hesitant to put everything on him.

Erlang: And if I'm being honest with myself, I'd rather have been on The Brotherhood's side all those centuries ago.

Jing: However does that relate?

Erlang: You didn't really think they wanted to conquer Heaven for the sake of conquering it, did you?

Jing: I... I will admit, I never quite considered why.

~~~

After finishing their meal, they said they'd come back tomorrow morning to organize the larger meetings ahead.

Jing: *steps out the door*

Erlang: Oh, one more thing.

Jing: *turns to him* What is it?

Erlang: Don't think for a second that all your efforts today and in The Accessibility Act have made me forgive you for what you did to Nezha. While it's now clear to me that you truly have begun changing for the better, that does not undo a single thing you have done to him.

Erlang: I do not yet forgive you, and I don't think I ever will.

Jing: Good. I do not forgive myself either. I want there to be some out there who does not forgive me either. Nezha's given me too much leniency as it is.

Jing: Don't forgive me. I don't deserve it.

Jing: And I don't think I ever will. *leaves*

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Flower of a Poisonous Seed Part 43:

Part 42:

Authors note: This takes place after the Bonus Chapter "Broken Walls and Limbs" AKA Bonus Chapter 4 and a bit during Bonus Chapter 5. You won't need to read it and the previous bonus chapters to understand this chapter.

Tw: Mentions of assault, attempted murder, racism, hate crime,

This wasn't how Li Jing wanted the first call to his son following his discharge from the hospital to go. He wished the contents were different.

~~~

Nezha wasn't supposed to be walking just yet, but he figured it would be fine just to step out to take this call.

Nezha: *answers phone* Hello? Father? Why ever are you calling so early?

Jing: Son... I... I have terriblie news.

Nezha: What? What happened?!

Jing: It's Macaque. He was assaulted and nearly killed by a group of officials.

Nezha: WHY??? WHATEVER FOR???

Jing: You remember the pranks he's been so fond of pulling, yes? Well, apparently, some took it as a sign that he is no better than how Wukong used to be so long ago and didn't want a repeat of history.

Nezha: But that's absurd! Those were childish pranks that rarely caused any real harm!

Jing: I agree! But I suppose that some are still sour about Wukong's past actions and will use any reason they can to justify cruel acts and blatant racism.

Nezha: And what about Macaque? Is he alright?

Jing: He's alive. I'm with him. I managed to rescue him from his assailants in the nick of time.

Jing: Both arms and one leg have been broken, as well as a few ribs. His good eye had been beaten black, and he had several stab wounds and was choked with a wire.

Nezha: How did they even manage to get ahold of him? With his sharp senses and shadow teleportation, he should have easily gotten away!

Jing: They had some magic items in their possession, I assume those have something to do with it, but I can't be certain.

Nezha: No... goodness, this changes so much...

Jing: I know, son. I thought they'd be safe here, especially since Wukong's been starting to build up a better reputation...

Nezha: Oh gods and goddesses, how could anyone do such a thing?

Jing: Son. Sometimes people get so... caught up in their own beliefs that they fail to see what is directly in front of them. It can happen to anyone.

Jing: I would know.

~~~

SWK: And you're worried it'll happen to me?

Nezha: Yes, very.

Wukong bit into his strawberry and took a moment to process. The sight soothed Nezha a bit.

SWK: I mean *munch* it's a valid concern and *munch* it's not like it would be the first time something like this has happened.

Nezha: What? Have you faced such things?

SWK: Assault? No. Racism? Often.

SWK: It's very common, especially in Heaven, for not-human-looking individuals to face prejudice, discrimination, or the type of things that happened to Macaque. Or worse.

Nezha: I was unaware of this. I mean, I knew discrimination and prejudices happen, but never anything this extreme!

SWK: Hate to be the one to burst your bubble, but yeah, this stuff happens. A lot.

SWK: And it's going to take more than daddy dearest being in charge to make everyone start singing "Hakuna Matata."

Nezha: And I take it that this won't be an easy, overnight fix.

SWK: Social changes never are.

Nezha: This... is a lot.

SWK: I know. But I'm here for you.

Nezha: You won't be able to protect yourself. And what if I, too, cannot?

SWK: Let's not worry about that right now.

SWK: *grabs Nezha's hands and holds them* Here, in our home, there is us.

Nezha: And that's all we'll ever need.

SWK: We can work on the rest. For now, breathe. You are better at it than me, of course.

Nezha: *laughs*

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So uhhh i’m kind of working in a LotusNoodles Fancomic that i wanted to show to the little fanbase they have.

If anyone’s interested; it’s about post s5; how MK n Ne Zha just needed a walk with some air to refresh and reflect about everything that happened. Ends up with MK feeling guilty when he looks at Ne Zha’s still healing wounds (from s4, since s4 n s5 aren’t THAT far away)…

And Ne Zha beatin him up (affectionally) while trying to get this block head to understand how important, brave, kind, strong, and BEAUTIFUL he is … (without being gay, they’re just friends, mates, allies, of course).

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We’ve seen most of Jing’s interactions with men, but what about women? Our boys a bisexual afterall!

Oh yeah! I guess I kinda let that fall through the cracks eh? 😅

During Jing’s fling era he had a LOT of ex’s. Naturally a good chunk of those ex’s would be women, but only a few would be celestials. He had to be careful around those because while warriors are one thing, court ladies are another. It ran a much higher risk of getting caught.

This means that a majority of Jing’s female ex’s were demons. It didn’t matter what kind. Animalistic (like dbk) or more humanoid (like spider queen), big or small.

One thing to note is that his relationships with them were shorter then the ones with men, because A) He couldn’t be in the mortal realm for long periods of time because of how controlling the emperor was. And B) The unfortunate bias he began to develop as a result of the celestial realms attitude towards demons after all the crisis’s and wars.

Course, all this to say Jing was very, VERY careful when it came down to doing the deed. Went the full nine yards for protection and everything. Didn’t need a whoops baby now.

Naturally, after the whole secret affair-fling thing comes out, a lot of them resurface as either vengeful ex’s, or to try and re-seduce him for power.

Fun fact! Jing actually had a fling with one of Spider Queens sisters!