Context here this is Wukong's and Sanzang's full confrontation scene.
Your eyes have yet to fool me
"J-Just why?" The king's voice breaks, echoing through the vast expanse of golden painted skies. Sanzang shakes his head slowly while chuckling.
"I suppose this is the price I pay for your sufferings in our journey, Monkey," The monk's sad expression does not go unnoticed.
"I already forgive you for that! are you here only to-" his voice shatters, "to leave me again?"
Sanzang tilted his head and brought his hand to the side of his cheeks.
"That sin of the past does not belong to me nor him," his eyes cast down to the unconscious scholar, "That sin solely belongs to The golden cicada but what am I if I was no better than him?"
"You are ten times better than him!" Wukong stated, "you are the most sincere human I have ever met, and most of all you are- you are my friend,"
Sanzang chuckled, covering his smile with his hands, "I'm flattered, Monkey,".
"if there's anything I want to know just tell me, What am I without you?"
"...yourself,".
The king stayed silent, his gaze planted to the ground as he pulled at the hem of his clothes.
"that's good wasn't it? You are finally free, Wukong you can do whatever you want in life, you can do so much more than just being my disciple," the monk touched his cheeks. "I...I was envious of my latest incarnation,".
"he has every humanity I have ever yearned for and more, the fact that he acts so human is what makes him beautiful," Sanzang then looked down again to the scholar. "He didn't have to learn about the value of companionship to help his friends, so treat him gently okay?"
"ah...it seems the hours of my turning have come, it might not seem like it but honestly I was quite afraid," The clouds around them slowly engulf the Monk.
He laughs softly and gave Wukong a sincere smile, even with the face of his recent incarnation. He set his gaze downcast, as if knowing that his face brings pain to the great sage.
"Farewell my disciple, I hope you loved the part you played for the past 500 years,"
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i'm suddenly thinking about rockstar!eddie shooting a music video on some naval ship and meeting actual sailor!steve who's all dressed up in his whites 'cause eddie's a big name star and the captain said everyone had to look their best and eddie immediately folding for the pretty guy in uniform
just: eddie wanting a couple of the guys to act in the video 'cause hopefully then they'd actually know what they're doing, and asking the capt to point out his most competent sailor. the capt immediately points out one of his low-ranking ensigns (like, brand new baby officer 'cause that's the kinda shit an officer would pull) and eddie, having been raised by wayne (who i'm hc-ing as a navy vet) knows better and is immediately like "No sir, I said your most competent, not your least. someone point me to THE second class. Where's he? I need an enlisted guy." and a higher-ranking chief that's been following the band around the ship all day bellows out a laugh and says "You're gonna want Harrington, Mr. Munson."
idk idk, it's niche but for some reason my mind went into the cold clammy depths of my time in the navy this morning and i was like 'NOPE! don't wanna dwell here, make it fun! make it about the blorbos so you dont get sad!!' lmao
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shipping Lucifer and Alastor but not romantically or sexually or even platonically but in a secret fourth way. enemies to enemies who hang out with each other all the time. kismesis without the sexy parts. a QPR but in this case the R stands for Rivalry. they both built their own tower on opposite sides of the hotel to avoid each other but neither of them are ever in those towers because they spend all their time in the lobby bickering. they have at least five musical showdowns a week. at first Charlie steps in to deescalate whenever it looks like they're about to actually kill each other but they're always like "we were just talking what's the problem?" so eventually she just leaves them to it. any suggestion to either of them about rising above it or trying to stay away from the other is met with some variation of "I can't back down and give him the satisfaction of thinking he won! also he's fun to piss off" Vox tries to start shit with Alastor and gets smited by the king of hell himself because Lucifer "can't let anything happen to my daughter's hotel's bellhop!" Lucifer seems down after an argument with Charlie and Alastor convinces her to talk things out with her dad who "isn't nearly as entertaining when he's moping about." at no point do they show any signs of hating each other any less. imagine if one of the most important and stable relationships in your life was based on mutual loathing.
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