I just received my late birthday gift, look at him
This wonderful little guy was made by @kit27x, and I am so stoked with it!!!
The quality of the stuffie is fabulous, this guy is so damn soft.
The prints and stickers are so pretty as well! I need to find a good place for the pin and charm.
10/10 would buy again, especially if maybe we can have a matching Wukong plushie? 👀
Does anyone know someone making cute Wukong and Macaque plushies? My birthday is coming up and my brother offered to get me a gift and they are what I want. If y'all know anyone who is open for plush commissions or you are open for plush commissions please reach out. I found two people that made absolutely adorable plushies but they're not open for commissions right now and sold out.
Please reach out if you know someone or if you make plushies!
MK would tuck Caihong in, wish her goodnight, and collapse on their pillow. Only to be shocked awake by the sound of muffled screaming and sobs. Then MK would go over and comfort the poor girl.
Even though it had cost them hours of sleep, MK could never find it within their heart to feel any annoyance or anger. Combing through the white streaked black hair, MK hummed a simple melody. The child had been through too much. She was forced to house a dangerous entity for over a year. Forced to live with the knowledge that her face had been used to carry out horrific crimes.
The Lady Bone Demon was long dead, but her actions had consequences. Despite her innocence, plenty of people saw nothing wrong with turning a nine-year-old into a pariah.
And if that wasn’t bad enough, all that time did a real number on her memories. Caihong could still read, write, and complete basic math but any personal information was a blur at best. She truly had nothing.
Fortunately, Pigsy and Tang were happy to take her in and just like that MK got a little sister.
However, while she was making some progress with Sandy, the nights remained a time for nightmares. Frustrated in their inability to help, MK scanned the shared room, hoping to find something that could be used as a distraction. It was then their eyes landed on their most prized possession.
A precious gift. A handcrafted sign from their father that they would always have of place within the enigma of a family. They could still remember that wonderful day.
They were four years old and still coming to grips about their situation.
They remembered nothing. Nothing about how they ended up on the side of the road. Not about how they were covered with mud and pebbles, where they grew up. Not even their name.
Pigsy, Tang, and Xingye came together and chose to raise the strange child, even when dropping them off at an orphanage would have been much easier.
It was a slow day at the restaurant and the only dining customer had paid, leaving the four in their silence.
Tang tried to play it cool, but the massive smile really didn’t help. Xingye was trying to be all clever circling the scholar’s behavior yet always pulling away before revealing anything. Eventually Pigsy had enough of their nonsense and told Tang to just do it already. Not needing anymore provocation, Tang pressed a strange box into their face. It was colorful and tied with a shiny ribbon.
Blinking, they stared at it confused. Xingye mimed pulling the ribbon and not knowing what else to do MK copied him. With the box released, MK saw that the lid could be lifted straight off. Once the lid was safely on the ground, they saw what was inside and their eyes were filled with stars.
It was a monkey plushie.
The handcrafted stuffed animal was roughly a foot long, bordering two with the long tail. It reminded them of all the different Monkey King themed items they saw in stores but this one was a closer match to Xingye. Black cloth acted as the fur and the patch of exposed stomach was a nice tan. The unique touches were the feathered red mask on the head and the six colorful lotus petal like ears attached to both sides.
Picking it up, MK cooed at the sensation. He was so soft.
Wushi was a precious gift.
Looking at him, MK could easily see the little monkey had been through a lot but was still as perfect as the day they got him. Making a choice, MK broke contact with Caihong to carefully pick up the token of love. Caihong, wiping the tears from her eyes, looked at their new sibling confused.
Taking a deep breath, MK offered Wushi to Caihong. “When I didn’t know who I was, Wushi was always there for me. I believe he can help you.”
Caihong took the plush that closely resembled her hero. She couldn’t explain why, but suddenly she felt safer. Like her hero was right there with her. Deciding that she wanted to go to bed, she pulled the covers back over as MK turned off the lamp leaving only the moon to illuminate the room.
