EDIT JULY 21, 2025 : tongbi has been moved to my multi ( @paracosmiist ) for convenience’s sake. This blog will remain up as a backup in case of shadowbanning (hopefully not for a second time). Please feel free to unfollow this and head to my multi if need be to keep your follower count clean!
STARTING OFF. This is a HIGHLY PRIVATE, SELECTIVE, CANON DIVERGENT GENERAL BENG, THE LONG ARMED GIBBON from JOURNEY TO THE WEST.
WARNING: MENTIONS OF PSYCHOSIS SYMPTOMS AND SU1CIDE ARE MENTIONED HERE. IF THESE TRIGGER YOU PLEASE TURN AWAY.
PENNED BY THYME. Mun is 25+. she/her, heterosexual. PLEASE READ MY GUIDELINES BEFORE INTERACTING. Keep in mind that I have other obligations, such as my family, my job, church, and other hobbies.
> I AM MUTUALS ONLY. This means I only interact with those I follow, and whom follow me back, and vice versa. If you are not a mutual, you are still free to send me and muses headcanon-related questions and prompts, so long as it is not turned into a roleplay. Liked starter calls, and sentence starter memes will be ignored if we're not mutuals. I tend to unfollow in batches to keep my dash clean!
> MUTUALS INTERACT WITH ANYTHING! IC status posts, asks, even ooc posts. Please feel free to reply to it in character or out of character. Sometimes the best threads come from dash commentary or a small reply to a ic one-liner! Have at it, mutuals!
> I AM NOT COMFORTABLE WITH SMUT OR IMPLIED SEXUAL NSFW REGARDLESS OF MUSE. All interactions here will be PLATONIC unless thoroughly plotted otherwise.
> AND FINALLY, I PROMISE YOU THAT I AM MORE SCARED TO REACH OUT TO YOU THAN YOU ARE OF ME. Please feel free to approach me in IMs if you feel like plotting, and I also may pop into your DMs to throw a plot out there at you for us to brainstorm over too, so be prepared for that.
THAT'S IT. I hope that's not too hard? If there are any questions or concerns please, Buddha’s Bits, feel free to ask me, okay? I told you, I'm a scardy cat, haha!
(From the old blog because screw you tunglr)
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"Stop this! Up, get up!"
They're not listening to you, they continue to kneel and pray, their beads clicking against one another and making your ears ring like a gong. Your heart races against your body, making fur stand on end and claws reflexively clench against your palms.
They're not listening. Why are we stopping them exactly? We don't deserve this, any of this. You think yourself too humble for this? Oh please. No this isn't right, she's not who they think she is. How is she going to prove it though. They're not going to listen to you anyway. We are so much above them, they should grovel like insects. She could crush them. But that would be wrong, wouldn't it? We deserve this for all the hell we've been through! Why deny it-!?
The stone gives beneath your fist as it collides with the statue, the simian complexion cracking and dusting beneath your strength. The uncontrollable anger that flows through you spits and sparks in your vision, though there is catharsis in punching your own face in, materials aside. It's such a loud crack that drowns out the murmurs and praises as they come to a screeching halt.
The stone's dust sprays your face, leaving grit against your bared teeth as you pull your fist back, watching as the monkey statue crumbles like a fortress of sand. You turn, your tail lashing and fur bristled as you gaze upon the humans of Wu village, clutching prayer beads in something far from reverence anymore. It tugs something within you, seeing fear flash across human faces. You aren't sure if it's a feeling you like. It's not really a satisfaction, but not a disgusting feeling either-
You take a deep breath, and turn to face the small crowd before you. The priest, draped in crimson Daopao finery, has not risen from face down in the dirt. His fingers clench into the dirt, and you see his body quake in response to the destruction of something supposedly sacred.
"Get. Up."
You don't hesitate to grab for his sleeve, and there is a confused sound of surprise that escapes him as he rises to your pulls.
"B-But, Holy Guardian why do you-"
"I'm not Holy!"
You don't mean to insert so much hot vapor in your words, snapping at the human like a tyrant. You shake your head, not dwelling on it as you move to stand at the base of where the small statue once was, as if a living replacement for the gibbon statue that once stood. Yao Ji will probably not be happy with this, but for once you don't care. This isn't about her, this is about you.
"I will not be worshiped. I am not your god! I don't belong to you!"
You glance at the other, larger one standing tall and serene in her grace, in her watch of her people beside you. The irony of this isn't entirely lost on you.
Your amber eyes gaze about the crowd, some of the elders mumbling to one another in concern and blasphemy. But seeing you stare they suddenly go silent, like a row of soldiers awaiting orders. You hate it with so much passion.
"...forgive me, I... Please. I do not deserve this reverence, this devotion. It does not belong to me, or to anyone, honestly. What have I done that is no better than what any of you could do?"
You glance up at the Yao Ji statue again, and then you gracefully step down from the base next to it, as if to make your point apparently clear to the layest of layman.
"...I'm no different than any one of you. Not in the slightest. I'm just trying to live peacefully, just as you all are. I'm trying to keep my home safe. No different than any of them." you add, gesturing to some of the guards that gathered to the left of the crowd and listening intently.
"...don't raise me higher just because I'm stronger, or because I live somewhere special. I'd rather be viewed as an equal than as an immortal or a celestial or even a buddha. Is that too much to ask?"
There is a lingering silence, and for once it chokes you out. You feel yourself start to shake now that the anger has subsided. But then you hear sounds of approval, then clapping, then quiet cheering even? You suppose that means they agree with you and understand. Least hopefully.
You hope so. You are not a god, you aren't royalty, you aren't...anything.
So I may start posting some direct music and utube vids on here as they are relevant to the muse, just in case smth happens to tiktok again n stuff and I lose my character playlists again… I’ll have em tagged in case anybody wants to block em.
AND THE STRENGTH TO BREAK THE CHAINS THAT BIND US. an independent, dash-only, private & selective roleplay blog for nata from monster hunter wilds. includes verses and aus for pokemon, httyd, and more. penned lovingly by neon. est. march 2025. || CARRD. || BLOG. || PINNED POST.
Having a mind of a writer is tough. One minute you're thinking about the plot of your WIP and the next minute a newly amazing idea pops into your head and you realize you need to write it. NOW !
