#energeticsand

[fenghuane-a]

@energeticsand sent in: gives him a kitkat

ur gonna be handing over more than that, mister. this is a robbery, stick ‘em up.

[zhuchef]

🐷🍜 mo  ping  verse   (  starter !   )   //   @energeticsand​  

he  stands  in  front  of  the  riverboat ,  unsure  of  what  to  do  next .   his  brain  is  fuzzy  but  he  can  feel  his  heart  pounding  in  his  temple  as  the  shadow  of  the  vessel  overcasts  him  with  the  setting  sun .  he  had  been  in  such  a  hurry  to  get  there  in  the  first  place  too ,   the  shattered  pieces  of  his  memory  clearing  as  the  dread  of  bajie’s  last  moments  of  existence  scratched  at  the  outskirts  of  his  mind .   he  still  can’t  recall  exactly   how   it  all  played  out--   but  it  was  bad .  it  was   VERY .  BAD .   

that’s  why  he  needed  to  see  sandy .  

what  made  up  for  it  was  pigsy’s  ability  to  remember  everything   before .  sandy  was--   no ,  it   WAS   him .   old  hog  would  recognize  youngest  brother  anywhere !   the  very  same  he  and   eldest  brother   wukong  picked  a  fight  with  in  the  flowing-sand  river .   the  very  same  that  boosted  their  morale  and  leveled  the  two  elder  brothers  out  when  they  were  too  unruly .   the  very  same  that  had  the  best   one  liners .   the  very  same  that--   the  very  same  he  left  behind .   suddenly  their   first  meeting   made  a  lot  more  sense .  maybe  destiny  isn’t   total   bullshit . 

still ,  it’s  all  so  surreal  and  pigsy’s  got  enough  sense  in  that   psychologically-shaken-up-pig-brain   of  his  to  know  that  bringing  all  this  up  at  once  is  INSANE .   that’s  why  he  can  forgive  sandy  for  keeping  it  from  him  for  so  long .   but  a  boar  doesn’t  beat  around  the  bush--   it  runs   straight  through  it  ,  demolishing  everything  beneath  it’s  snout  and  hooves .   and  oh  how  badly  pigsy  wants  to  do  just  that . 

“  wujing-- ”   he  tries  it  once ,  and  that’s  enough  to  set  him  off--  knocking  the  side  of  the  boat  to  draw  out  the  river  spirit  by  his  religious  name . 

“  wujing ! !  i know  you’re  in  there !  ”  pigsy  roars .  he  already  feels  his  eyes  welling  up  .   “  ain’tcha  gonna  greet  your   elder  brother ? !  ”

he  must  have  finally  lost  it ;  this  stupid  mystic  monkey  business  has  finally  gotten  to  his  head  and  he’s  imagining  that  he’s  part  of  a  story .  but  it’s  okay  if  he  is ,  pigsy  wagers .  sandy’s  a  brother ,  past  life  or  not--  he’ll  always  answer  the  door . 

[samadhifire]

rye bullies my son in the lmk sever /affectionate

[zhuchef]

MUSIC MEME;

🐷🍜  //  energeticsand  asked :  ♪ and/or ♫?

Send “♪” for a song that reminds me of my muse. Send “♫” for a song that reminds me of our muses relationship.

weak  --  ajr

my  habits ,  they  hold  me  like  a  grudge i  promise  i  won't  budge 

one  sip ,  bad  for  me one  hit ,  bad  for  me one  kiss ,  bad  for  me but  i  give  in  so  easily and  ‘ no  thank  you ’  is  how  it  should've  gone i  should  stay  strong

but  i'm  weak ,  and  what's  wrong  with  that ? boy ,  oh  boy  i  love  it  when  i  fall  for  that

beside  you  --  marianas  trench   

just  trust  in  me trust  in  me 'cause  i'm  just  trying  to  keep  it  together because  i  could  do  worse  and  you  could  do  better

and  if  your  heart  wears  thin i  will  hold  you  up and  i  will  hide  you when  it  gets  too  much i'll  be  right  beside  you

[zhuchef]

&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

🐷🍜  //  energeticsand  asked :  ❛ you were dead, i saw you die. ❜ [ hiii! been following for like 2 seconds but, eyes-?

“  sandy--  sandy ,  easy .  ”   pigsy’s  voice  rasps  in  a  whisper ,  still  thick  from  previous  sleep .   the  demonic  boar  claw  grips  the  river  spirit’s  knuckle  firmly ,  too  small  to  properly  hold  his  sworn  brother’s  hand ,  but  the  sentiment  is  there .   he  doesn’t  know  the  hour ,  but  the  lack  of  daylight  and  the  peaceful  sounds  of  the  other’s  soft  snores  not  far  from  them  are  telltale .   doesn't  take  a  genius  to  know  what  had  happened .  he  get  them  too .    

“  i’m  still  kickin’ ,  see ?  no  one’s  dead . ”   the  boar  reassures ,  smiling  gently  as  he  looks  up  at  sandy’s  face .  “  ‘xcept  for  tang ,  he   might   be  dead .  ”   he  jokes  sarcastically  with  a  low  snort ,  referring  to  the  zonked  out  scholar’s  unconscious  form .  pigsy  then  sighs ,  leaning  back  to  stretch  out  the  hollow  feeling  of  fatigue  from  his  bones . 

“  lemme  guess .   ya  get  nightmares  too ?  ”

[zhuchef]

🐷🍜  // energeticsand replied : plants an exaggarated smack right on top of his forehead

thanks sandy , he could always count on you--

[lcngma]

[ comb ] sender takes their time brushing receiver's hair

🐉 . PROMPTS FOR TOUCH-STARVED MUSES

often , it had been their eldest brother who would do this ; running a brush through the stallion's long mane in the off-time . call it sneaky , but lielie liked being tended to ; that part of princely privilege never left him , so it seems . . . but it often had a calming effect for both parties . shifu would rest his head on the stallion's shoulder , wukong would nuzzle his cheek against his muzzle , even bajie would open his heart to the silent listening of their youngest member .

but in occasion , wujing had been inclined to as well . there was always a tender heart within those hardened scales that withstood the coarse waves of liúshā-hé .

the white horse's emerald eye flicks to the water spirit , it's large eyes peering deeply into his ; unafraid despite his large stature . quite comfortable , actually . and yet . . . they almost look sad . a comfortable sadness , like the coming of twilight or the hushed waves at night .

lielie gives a subdued neigh , slowly turning his body so to face sandy ; his big head pushes up against the giant's chest in an affectionate nudge . you sure have a way with animals , don't you old man ?

[zhuchef]

He sat up, rubbing his forehead, trying to dispel the lingering images of nightmares (of memories. Not even a few days old) with pursed lips. Everything was okay, everyone was safe. Again. Man, the world was trying to end an awful lot lately, huh? Small laugh fell out, quickly dying as his eyes fell on familiar but still figure, a jolt of fear going through him before realizing that Pigsy was just sleeping. He was just sleeping, and yet—   “Pigsy?” He called out before he could think twice, voice quiet “Are… are you up?” Are you alright? Are you alive? [ hey hiii,,,,, so,,, s4 right---

" mm . . . "

the boar's quiet snores are interrupted mid-snort-- his body giving a light jolt as he wakes , an ear flicking in protest . fortunately , sandy caught him in a lighter stage of sleep , so waking wasn't as difficult .

" yeah , m'up . . . " the sleepy boar mumbles , emitting a heavy sigh as he rubs his long face and bleary eyes , allowing them to adjust to the darkness . the giant mass of muscle is easy to identify .

" sandy . . . y'a'right ? " pigsy's husky voice sounds lower at night , barely meeting a whisper . the question almost sounds deadpan , but there's no animosity to it ; perhaps fatigue made him less miffed at being woken up , or maybe the yaoguai knew his sworn brother well enough to have already guessed an answer .