It's Finally Finished!!
Don't know if anyone remembers the Shadowpeach WIP I posted a while back, but it's finally DONE!!!! This comes immediately after the scene between the 2 of them sitting under the tree by the beach, when Macaque said, "Eat your dang peach." and Wukong replied with, "You're a peach!" this was the first thing that popped into my head! Enjoy!!!
W - *noms*
M - *laughs* "What are you doing?"
W - *muffled* "Eating my Peach!"
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i can see your face in Parisian paintings (the Mona Lisa).
1. it’s insane that V. III O’Keeffe callsign and emblem references a real life artist while Flatwell’s emblem references a real book. not only they are divorced spies they are ART divorced spies.
2. O’Keeffe probably has a whole folder of pictures of Flatwell he hacked from RLF database, there are ones with baby Rusty too…
3. anyone thinks it’s insanely cute that the emoji combination for O’Keeffe and Flatwell is 🌻🕊️ cuz I do.
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Warning: Pain Incoming
You all are going to hate me for this pic, but it was burning in my brain and I needed to get it out. This is a picture and a ficlet depicting Macaque’s death. Posting under a break because of gore. If you don't want to see blood, look away. You have been warned. (Click Keep Reading to see the complete image.)
Eternity
The fight had been long and hard. Monkey King was exhausted. He and this imposter had battled across three realms in their determination to prove their identity. Of course, they both knew who was the REAL Sun Wukong, but who this stranger impersonating him was, even he had no clue.
None born of Heaven nor Earth could tell them apart, and the resident kings of the underworld dared not speak the imposter's name.
The Great Sage was sick of these games by the time they reached the home of Buddha. He was tired, angry - no, FURIOUS! He wanted answers and he wanted them now! And he knew of only one other person who could give them to him!
Still - Standing before Buddha with his visual double, nothing could have prepared him for the name spoken when his opponent's identity was revealed.
The Six-Eared Macaque.
The same Macaque who had been his friend and confidant. The same Macaque who had fought alongside him in the Brotherhood. And yes, the same Macaque who had left him to the Jade Emperor's mercy when they failed to fell him, only to later rub salt in the wound by offering him a goddamned PEACH! As if that somehow made up for five hundred years of imprisonment! Too little, too late.
And after all that, here was that same. Fucking. Macaque. Harming his family, stealing their things and daring to do it all while PRETENDING TO BE HIM!!!
It was too much. Seeing those golden eyes staring back at him when the glamour was dropped was just too much. And something snapped in Wukong.
Macaque knew he was in for it. He'd never quite seen a look like that on his King’s face before. Maybe he had gone too far this time. He had only wanted Wukong to see that his 'Great Companions' weren't so great after all. He had wanted to save him from the pain, both physical and emotional, that those bastards were putting him through.
He didn’t know where the power came from - righteous indignation, maybe? - but before Macaque could blink, the Monkey King's staff had struck him with a force unlike any he'd ever had the bad fortune to be on the receiving end of.
The impact crushed his right eye and split his brow, but he barely even registered these things. How could he when he was flying like some over-powered missle through, not one - Not two. Not three, or four, or five - but SIX mountains! If that fifth one had been the last, he just might have lived to tell the tale. However, that final impact was just too much.
Colliding with the hard stone hard enough to shatter it, he slid to the ground and lay still. His vision was so blurry, he might as well have lost both eyes, but he knew it was Wukong he felt land beside him a moment later. He'd know that scent anywhere. He wasn't surprised at all that the other celestial monkey had come to gloat. What did surprise him, though, was the smell of salt mixing with his usual pungent odor.
Macaque couldn’t see Wukong’s tears, but he knew they were there. He didn’t hear his choked words as the Sage whispered, "No... Shit. I didn’t mean to...", but he felt it when he was lifted into his arms. As he drew his last breath, he let it go with a soft smile and a sigh of relief. His Peaches was holding him at last.
Rapid little twitches, like electric pulses - death throes Wukong knew - were all the movement left in Macaque’s otherwise still form, but the Monkey King still desperately pleaded, "Hey... Macaque! C'mon, Bud... Look at me!"
In that moment, he made the mistake of glancing at Macaque’s eyes, and felt a flood of revulsion overcome him at the sight. The right one was like a bloody crushed grape, the left bruised and swollen so only a thin slit of it could be seen. "What have I done..?" he lamented, voice shaking as it sunk in that Macaque was truly gone. "We were supposed to live together forever... We were supposed to eat... peaches... every day... forever." Wukong doubled over, holding his former lover tight to his chest, and let himself sob.
All that effort to make himself immortal, and now he'd have to live for eternity without the one person he wanted to spend it with.
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Wukong and Macaque reenacting movies for the little monkies on flower fruit mountain >:3 an idea i got from one of my mutuals on twitter!
Also this is part 1, cuz i couldn't include all of them in one post, so im splitting it in two ^^
so rn i present to you: the godfather, harry potter, star wars and titanic
(also i love how i accidentally made macaque extra dramatic and acting his ass off, while wukong is mostly goofing off)
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