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[waketothesun]

The monkey looks at Pigsy's offered hand for a couple of seconds. ( He knows he should probably stick to his pride as king and great sage and-- but. . . ) Wukong accepts the offer and gets up. In all honesty, he doesn't understand why his request isn't being judged or made fun of. Asking has left him feeling a bit small. After all, it's something so very childish-- and he is such an old monkey!

Why isn't the demon scoffing at him? Laughing it off and walking away? Ignoring it? Of course he's glad he didn't end up doing any of those things, but. . . Wukong shakes off his bewilderment, choosing to hide it behind his curiosity.

So he gives a nod.

"What is the purpose of it, exactly?" Why do people talk so fondly about being tucked in? To others, it's probably the most normal thing ever. A regular part of childhood. It's something parents just do. And apparently it's nice. But, to him, everything about it is such a mystery.

"I-- Does-- Why does everyone like it so much?"

[zhuchef]

" ... ya really don't know , huh ? "

the boar pulls monkey to his feet , tilting his head for the other to follow . having raised a little one , ( and haven been one himself a long , long time ago ) the old familial gesture seemed so normal . nostalgic since the days have gone by , and he never thought twice of it before .

" it's a ... " pigsy drones , rolling his wrist as he thought . " well , it's a comfort thing , really . helps the little ones wind down an' give 'em a bedtime routine . otherwise , the little hellions would be up all night . "

he snorts , reminiscently . it isn't that big a question of who the old yaoguai is referring to .

" but in the end , kids need the reassurance that they'll be safe while they're asleep . everyone does , really-- this good for ya ? " the boar offers an empty cot to the monkey king .

" it's just nice t'be laid down gently . "

old age makes one more resilient and self-reliant . you don't think about the little tender stuff as much anymore , hell , some even grow repulsed or forget it all entirely . as for ol' pigsy , well ... he always had a warmth to his character . it's not something you so easily shake off .

[zhuchef]

Don't mind a certain Monkey King crawling his way into Pigsy's shoulder and plopping down. His head resting on top of the boar yaogaui's as he cozies up.

ya know what ? he won't mind . in fact , pigsy doesn't even lift his eyes at the mystical monkey that makes himself comfortable atop his head and shoulders . it was as if one of sandy's many cats had decided to climb over him .

it's kind of comfy , actually . like an odd , weighted blanket of sorts .

[zhuchef]

i will not reactivate my lielie blog i will not reactivate my lielie blog I WILL NOT--

[zhuchef]

lielie muse : fine, don't reactivate the sideblog

Me : thank you

lielie : make me a new one

Me :

[journeytothewestresearch]

The historical Zhu Bajie

My friend Irwen Wong of the Journey to the West Library blog wrote a lovely article about a historical monk named Zhu Bajie (朱八戒) that the pig-spirit Zhu Bajie (豬八戒) is likely based on.

The Historical Zhu Bajie whom Pigsy is Based On

Contents: Introduction How Pigsy is Based on Zhu Shixing Matching Religious Names Pilgrims to the West Introduction to Zhu Shixing Birth and

[6em4k]

"This is exactly what it looks like," Macaque says, halfway through a shadow, hands around what is definitely someone else order on the delivery shelf. "We can both agree it's quicker for me to pick up my order--" his ass did not place an order "--than for you to send MK out with it and then my cold noodles are lukewarm." HIs ass did not order cold noodles from you. [ @zhuchef ]

[zhuchef]

the only reply from the chef is the anticipatory tap , tap , tap of the wooden spoon within his hand . whatever the shadowy squirt prattles on about seems to be going right over him , the unsettling silence applying more and more pressure to the metaphorical volcano that is sure to erupt at any moment--

" macaque . " pigsy says dangerously .

" put . the noodles . down . and your ass WON'T be on the menu when i'm through wit' you . "

[diisccvery]

@zhuchef​ continued

His voice caused her to flinch, her hidey-hole exposed as the pigman came into view. Quickly she tried to rub away the tears and smudged make up with her back turned away.

She thought that she was being quiet, that no one would notice if there was a sudden absence of green and gold for just a couple of minutes.

“Sorry! Heh, ya know these dang allergies! Haha, I was just trying to get..uh, get over a sneezing fit that’s all!

Everything’s fi-”

Regardless of what anyone said about Pigsy, no one could deny the calm that washed over you when he was in your presence. How safe he could make someone feel simply by standing there.

“F…fine..”

As he held his arms open she crumbled, pathetically rushing forward and clinging to the chef as she hid within his arms like a child. Mei didn’t like being weak, she didn’t want anyone to worry about her. Not when there were so many more important things to focus on.

“I’m sorr-ie-y, I’m-I'm…”

[zhuchef]

he didn't say anything . just kept his heavy arms around the young dragon's shaking shoulders and kept her there . the poor kid's tired , and who could blame her ? it felt like every other day the world was going to up and end , damn it all .

a low , raspy hum emits from his throat , discouraging the stumbling apologies . the universe ought'ta owe her an apology , if anything .

" none of that , mei . " pigsy mutters lowly , gently stroking her back . " s'alright ... "

she'll be alright , the ol' boar's sure of it . these kids were some of the toughest spitfires he's ever had the privilege to know , even if the circumstances were just so damn unfair . if he could take it from them , he would . by the god's , he would . the least he could do is let her be small for a while ; let her have this .

[zhuchef]

i will not reactivate my lielie blog i will not reactivate my lielie blog I WILL NOT--

[cosmicxblossoms]

X @zhuchef

Oh no he thought that he had been quiet enough to not disturb anyone but it looks like he had been mistaken, holding the bowl closer to not drop it to the floor. Even if he didn't hang around Mk's friends much he knew that cooking was very important to pigsy so it was understandable why they weren't happy about this.

Didn't stop his reflexes from kicking in however and thus had resorted to darting underneath the counter. a fluffy golden fur tail flicking behind him as he tried to be as less visible as possible. "Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb anyone. Was going to pay for the noodles in the morning I swear but I was really wanting some noodles and I can't cook them like you do."

[zhuchef]

" wukong-- ? "

pigsy's aggression comes to a haphazard halt when he spots the familiar golden tail , only to be confirmed of his suspicion by the voice that owns it . the noodle chef relaxes , giving a loud , drawn out groan synonymous with inactive irritation-- a common noise amongst these goblins .

" dang'it monkey , you's tryin' t'give me a heart attack ? " he chides , rubbing his temple roughly . there's no critical bite to his words , the portly pig in make-shift pajamas sounding more like a exasperated old man wrangling a hyperactive housecat than a thief .

" if you were hungry , ya could'a just asked . " he grumbles , tapping the table lightly to signal the monkey to come out .

[zhuchef]

GRABS U SHAKES U !!!

SCREAMING

[zhuchef]

What kind of tragedy are you ?

written in the stars

it had to end this way . we all know it . only you were unaware . you had hope . hope , of course , only makes it hurt all the more . we all knew you would look back , oh love , there’s no other version of the story . and yet , alongside you , we still had hope . we believed in you , even though we knew you couldn’t win . and you believed in yourself till the last moment . it isn’t fair , is it ? you didn’t know you were doomed .

tagged by : @cosmicxblossoms , ty!!!

[waketothesun]

@zhuchef asked: " want me to tuck you in , too ? "

[ Get some sleep, monkey-- ; Accepting!! ]

Admittedly, Wukong is a little caught off guard by the question. For a long time, he didn't even know what that was-- getting tucked in. It was only recently that the concept had been explained to him. He'd felt foolish at the time for not knowing. But, who can blame him for never having heard of it before? The monkey raised himself. Didn't have anyone who could do it when he was still small.

Weary eyes look up at the chef from where he's lying on the ground, finally getting ready to go to sleep after a lot of convincing and pushing from everyone. ( All the recent events have just hit him really hard. ) "N-- No, it's alright. There's no need." An automatic response caused by being far too used to being strong for everyone else, followed by a strained chuckle. But, deep down, he knows that he does actually want it. He wants to know what it's like, to have someone gently tuck you in.

So his gaze falls back to the ground as he reconsiders his response. Maybe. . .

"Wait--! I actually. . . . I actually do want to be tucked in. . . Please. . . ? I want to know what it feels like--!"

[zhuchef]

he had said it off-handedly after having tended to the kids . and tang . and sandy and moe . respite after such hellraising , world-ending BS makes such a sentimental old thing out of pigsy , where the knowing that they were all safe in their beds , sleeping soundly and away from all this ...

tch , call it a coping mechanism on HIS end . pigsy could laugh at himself for that , and fully expected the old monkey to do the same . wukong would take to sarcasm at such a cossetting request , or get huffy at his patronizing suggestion ; a mere mortal fussing over an ancient warmongering spirit as if he were his boy -- who was already a young man , as it is .

" bah , " pigsy snorts bemusingly . " was just pullin' your-- "

-- i want to know what it feels like .

well , damn . that cut right through the leather hide over his old , stupid heart . the demon boar's exhales quietly , looking back at wukong in a gentler air .

" ... a'right , c'mon . " he murmurs , reaching out his hand to pull the monkey king up . " get'cha sleepin' in an actual bed , for once . "

[zhuchef]

// gonna be real w/ u guys , i havent seen the new episodes so i don't know what's going on so bear with me lol-