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Both asks referencing; this previous about Tang realising his buddies are the Monkey King and the Six Eared Macaque + he's the godfather to their upcoming baby.
Tang is freaking tf out after the shock/fainting wears off. His academic career has revolved around the Journey to the West and connected mythology. Even as a lowly libarian who does mythology talks on the side, even he recognises that this is historical Iridium. He has *The People Who Were There* in his apartment (eating his chips)!!
Afterwards he has a moment of; "Oh gods, I've pretty much adopted the Monkey King." since he's been helping the monkeys learn how to read/write in modern chinese and generally giving Wukong life advice in the manner of a father-figure (all mid-twenty years of him).
And although he def shares all his secret wuxia and isekai fantasies with Macaque (fantasy nerd to theatre nerd communication); he certainly didn't expect to end up like This.
Tang knows he at least has a genetic link to the historical Tang dynasty - something he isn't really proud of since he's been kicked out by his parents. But with all the Monkey King stuff starting to pile up, he wonders...
Then he gets kidnapped by a firey toddler calling him "The Tang Monk", and is told to help out in a super specific ritual that requires the skill of an enlightened sage. Tang faints in the backseat of Red Son's mini-car when the penny drops. His frantic call to Pigsy straight afterwards is a babbling info-dump that sounds more like a cicada screaming.
Bonus ask!: Did Wukong *know* that Pigsy and Tang were reincarnations of his friends?
Sort of.
You see, after the Harbringer accidentally got sealed in Macaque (and the shadow monkey was still passed out); Wukong asked Guanyin to help him seek guidance from his old master - since he isn't exactly able to contact the Pure Lands himself. Guanyin tries calling up the Golden Cicada and... she appears to a confused, bleary-eyed Tang in the noodle shop at like 11pm. Even the bodhisattva is confused. Tang Sanzang/Tripitaka was supposed to be the last Golden Cicada incarnation. Tf is he hanging out on earth for?
Guanyin mentions this fact to SWK, and Wukong has a heart-stopping second of "Oh sweet buddha, Master is alive!!", before the goddess confirms otherwise. Wukong is super-confused, and a little disappointed, but really wants to seek out this new version of the GC even if for his own comfort. He's given a vague direction of where his master's soul is now residing, and the bodhisattva doesn't discourage him from following it. Wukong does hide his main reason for hiding in the city when Mac wakes up.
Eventually as the duo are ducking the sight of curious local demons/human (the meteorite and battle on the mountain def drew attention), Mac and Wukong bump into a strangely famililar face...
You see, after Tang literally glimpsed at the Goddess of Mercy, he became super-awake and rambled to Pigsy about his vision. Pigsy, despite being dismissive of most magic talk, thought that his suspicions of the meteor shower being a "sign" could be correct. The two went downstairs to eat/talk about what Tang's vision of Guanyin could mean.
Ironically, it's Pigsy who catches the monkeys walking down the street. He'd gone out to grab something from the convenience store and saw the two young, kinda skinny-looking, monkey demons arguing and trying to dodge the rain. The ginger-haired of the two shielding the darker-furred one with an old cape.
Pigsy has a moment of "No. No no no no. Good samaritan sh*t only gets you hurt." before he recognises something off about the two "kids" words. And with Tang's talk about having a vision of the Goddess of Mercy...
"Mihou": "This is all your fault!"
"Wu": "How is it all my fault?!"
"Mihou": "You put this... this thing in me! Now we've got no money, our magic isn't working, we can't go home, and we don't even have shelter for the night! I'm so..." *crying* "I have no idea what to do Wu..."
"Wu", holding the other's face: "Hey, hey, it's ok Mihou. We'll figure this out." *presses foreheads together* "I won't let anything happen to you or the ki... guess it's too early at the moment. Egg, I guess?" *goofy, hopeful smile*
"Mihou", sniffling: "You're so dumb."
They hear a cough beside them and turn. Wukong looks at the face illuminated by the neon of the storefront like its wearing a halo. It can't be!
Pigsy, holding grocery bags: "Hey... you kids sound like you're in a tough spot right now. If you need a roof over your head 'til the rain eases off, my restaurant is around the corner. Door's opened either way."
Wukong happily jumps at the offer, seeing the familiar glow of his pilgrim brother's soul resting warmly in the cook's body. Macaque is super sus of the situation; he kinda recognises the face infront of him but he just knows it isn't Zhu Bajie. The tired, sincere look on the demon's face is far too unalike the greedy gluttonous fool he'd seen getting his King into so much trouble. Just for now will he trust only his instincts - which at the moment wish for him to get dry.
Wukong sees it as a sign from the Buddha. Clearly someone is looking out for them. Even if this isn't Zhu Bajie, and the man inside the noodle shop isn't his master, then something in the Pure Lands or Diyu has shifted to allow them to reunite in this life - just in time for the King's heir responsibility to be brought into the world.
And then Pigsy ruffles his hair? Calls him "kid"? And then Tang is helping him with his writing? And telling him all the stories he's heard a million times in a way thats never boring?
Wukong feels queasy in a good way. He doesn't know how to describe it. He cries when he sees the silly mock shop logo he drew pinned to the corkboard by the kitchen - pinned amongst the pig-chef's most prized moments in his cooking journey. He doesn't know why he's crying but it feels like something he's been left out of for so long... thats the moment he decides that Pigsy and Tang (+Sandy) would be the godparents of the Egg. He just knows they'd all be great parents cus they already are.
So I was thinking about this recently n like uh a teenage male ready whose like extremely scrawny and people are always calling him a twink and shit like that which makes him extremely insecure. He's scrawny and a bit short mostly because he used to be malnourished before the family took him in, how would they react to him silently crying in his room one day?
-It had been several months since you came to your new home, after you were rescued from the hell you had been born into, being malnourished for most of your life, resulting in a very frail and skinny body.
-You had been mercilessly teased and bullied for your looks, as it was easy to push you around, giving your size and lack of muscle.
-When you had finally been rescued, you were given regular meals and you started getting healthier and putting on a bit of weight.
-Your new family, which had adopted you, was massive, but they were all so supportive of you, willing to help wherever they could, from looking up high calorie meals to help you put on weight, introducing you to foods you had never had a chance to have growing up.
-Buddha was more than happy to introduce you to snacking- getting you candy, chips, and other snacks to eat at any time you weren’t eating proper meals.
-That was one of the issues some of your family members, Hades, Adam, and Jack, took you to the doctor for, as your metabolism was so unbelievably high due to you always being so underfed but being active, like running from your bullies.
-You had filled out, at least not looking so boney and sickly looking, and you were looking heathier, but you were still pretty skinny, something your bullies had no issues pointing out.
-Buddha, getting some new snacks and wanting to share with you, was the one you found you sobbing into your pillow, curled up in a tight ball.
-He was quick to sound the alarm and Adam was quickly there in your room as well. You felt so defeated as you sobbed into Adam’s shoulder, “It doesn’t matter what I do! I’ll still be- be like this! I can’t do it anymore!!”
-One your computer, Loki saw a chat thing open on a game you were playing online, seeing the names of some of your classmates that had been warned before to leave you alone, calling you all sorts of cruel names and what they were going to do with a twig like you.
-Adam and Eve kept you home that next day, while most of your other family members went to your school, calling other parents in, and exposed what their kids were doing to their own, how cruel they were being to you when you were working so hard, now that you were in a safe place.
-A few, mainly Loki, did not hold back and he had no issues picking at the flaws of your bullies, calling them out on their own weight, on their looks, tearing them down until some of them were crying.
-That’s when they got the message, kids and parents both, on what their kids were doing to you, how they were making you feel, and your family was ready to take names and kick ass.
-You were stunned to learn what they did, on how they handled your bullies, as many of them, especially the ones that Loki made cry, came up to you, apologizing to you.
-They invited you out to eat and they were in awe of how much you could eat, showing them that you were a big eater, but your body wasn’t packing on the weight as fast as you wanted.
-It was a process, as there were always bullies, but at least now you had some, bullies turned friends, who were willing to defend you.
-You thanked your family so much for what they had done for you, but Loki waved it off, ruffling your hair, “That’s our job- protecting you!” which made you laugh warmly, feeling so safe, so content.
Back in Ming dynasty, were all characters given some kind of backstory or is that a JTTW thing?
If you mean all the characters in the novel then yes most of the gods and even several demons were already established in Buddhist lore and Chinese folklore long before the novel and they make more cameo appearances within the books. Not all the demons were created before the book but there are certainly inspiration from real mythos in their creation. I do a little backstory for the demons here if you wanna check it out.
As for the main five that is a bit more tricky. Sanzang of course if based on Xuanzang the real-life Tang Monk.
The earliest mentions of Sun Wukong are from The Story of How Tripitaka of the Great Tang Procures the Scriptures in late-13th-century CE so that would be right in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. But of course, you could consider how Wukong is inspired by both Hanuman who rose around the second millennium CE and Wuzhiqi whose tale is around the Tang and Song Dynasty. Different monkeys for sure but he is inspired by these legends in his final creation.
Bajie was really made in the Zaju play early Ming dynasty (14 to 15th-century) where he was shown to be a demon in a similar form and part of the group. However, I had read that his inspiration go as far back as the Jin Dynasty. They say his origin may lie with the story "猪臂金铃" by Gan Bao in Jin Dynasty. Or that he was inspired by He Bo Feng Yi, because the prototype of Feng Yi is a pig. Wu Zimu's "Meng Liang Lu" mentioned that "Tianpeng" was originally a Taoist fairy official. Some people also think that the prototype of Zhu Bajie comes from Indian Buddhist scriptures, as Chen Yinke said. There is a portrait of "Pig Head Bodhisattva" in the Thousand Buddha Caves in Kizil, Xinjiang, excavated in the early Tang Dynasty. He is called "Marizhitian" in Buddhist scriptures.
As for Wujing he was actaully written in Xuanzang's historical biography from the 7th-century as a complacent water spirit. He was an established character even before Bajie and Wukong but receives the least amount of attention sadly enough. Some scholars believe that he might have been inspired from the image of the deep sand god of Esoteric Buddhism from "The Poetry of the Tripitaka of the Tang Dynasty" as Shensha. Shensha God exists as an authentic Buddhist god however, in the scriptures translated by Zhu Tanwulan in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Shensha and Fuqiu existed as evil spirits, rather than Dharma protectors.
As for Bailong he was created for the novel itself but there is a long history of how heavenly horses and even dragons were before his creation. In the Zaju play Bailong was actually a Fire Dragon Horse. I have to thank @ryin-silverfish for this information that according to 西游故事跨文本研究 Bailong's origin could be traced to a tale about an actual horse in the aforementioned biography of Xuanzang. The unnamed skinny old horse was gifted to Xuanzang by an elderly foreign man, who was an experienced traveler of the western roads. Later, when Xuanzang had lost his way in the desert and was about to die of thirst, the horse took a different road of its own accord and saved the day by bringing him to an oasis. Because the said horse was red in color and why the Dragon Horse was often called a Fire Dragon Horse in later Baojuan and Zaju plays, and this was changed to white because of the keystone imagery in the legends of Buddhism's spread to China "white horse carrying the scriptures" (白马驮经).
Alright, we talked about sun wukong and his fam (if any will keep asking questions about them, I'll answer.), Today we are gonna talk about MK!
MK as said is an immortal, he went on the journey to the west with his father figure, Pigsy, Mr.tang, his best friend Mei and sandy.
MK friends were the best, they had their flaws but they were surely a very healthy family with no secrets or problems.
if it wasn't for the fact that they died,,they would have reached enlightened and became Buddha with MK.
MK was and still is a pretty social and outgoing little guy, but when his friends died depression struck him. That depression slightly came back when he found out that his student family are their reincarnation.
And they are the worst.
they were so good! Why are they so cruel and bad now??
but MK is not dumb, he knows that he can't brag about his family forever, so he slowly learned and healed (unlike a certain monkey.), And he took care of himself.
His abandonment issues are still here, unlike his depression that has been fading away with him helping himself, the abandonment issue was never healed.
He hates when people leave, he hates when people don't hang out with him everyday unless they tell him they have plans, he hates everything that is about his friends leaving because he's scared they might die like his family! What if they do? will he just see them die? Sometimes immortality sucks.
all of this problems show on wukong though, he is basically MK only friend aside the monkeys. But they are just monkeys hanging around they don't see MK as anything too special.
So wukong is left with this immortal who's a bit too clingy.
And wukong personality dosen't let that problem of MK's slide.
wukong is pretty much always grumpy, no sleep, always on edge. he can't have a break.
And him being grumpy might, actually does, leads to MK thinking his student might not like him or that he'd teaching in the wrong way!
He wants to he a wonderful mentor to this kid, especially on the kid's condition.
wukong often skips training or even interacting at all because he always pulls an all nighter, which makes him sleep the day.
Most times he stays awake but can't properly train, nor work or anything, so.
But wukong found a way to train about the same thing MK was supposed to teach him during the night, where's he's most active.
So he keeps being on track, but MK is worried his student might leave. Or die! Haven you seen how skinny he is? The eyebags?? with how skinny and pale he is he might die!! Humans shouldn't be that skinny!
but problems aside, MK genuinely tries to help Wukong. Often compliments and pays attention to him, which lead on wukong getting more..clingy. which doesn't bother anyone really, maybe Tripitaka but who cares about that old man! MK surely isn't complaining.
MK is happy that the kid is recovering with his help, and wukong is happy to have someone paying attention to him. It's like finding water in a desert! He was desperate to any kind of attention and he FINALLY got it! They both are.
MK is a human, he knows what wukong needs and should do to be healthy the most. Sure there a few holes because he's immortal, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know Wukong limits!
it helps a lot honestly, there was wujing who used to take care of wukong yes, but wujing dosen't know what humans needs! His brother couldn't be an example. Because he is the one who needs those things and wujing dosen't know what!
But luckily there's now MK to take care of wukong.
These two have a healthy relationship, still with flaws because of wukong not talking and skipping, and MK clinginess, but they are honest with each other in most things.
Things that aren't..their problems.
MK acknowledged that his student has hard times expressing himself so he doesn't get mad when his student just stays silent.
Upset sometimes because he doesn't tell things, but it's okay!! We'll fix it! MK fixed his depression and he'll fix his student problems too!
No problemo!
MK feels like an older brother or like a father to sun wukong, even if the kid sees MK as an older brother, MK sees this kid as both his child and a younger brother.
it's a weird feeling because he never has it before, but it's also cute? The immortal got attached yes.
Now he knows how his father feels.
Whenever he sees wukong not being able to train (most, if not all times) he offers to just sit down and eat. But he found out that the kid is stubborn and overworks himself. So that never happens, we need training!
The kid learns fast, which is good but with how much he overworks himself he'll end up passing out.
Then there's other problems. MK recently found out that there's this Macaque guy, who's trying to kill wukong for whatever mortal reason, and now MK has to check on wukong everyday in fear that he might die!
then others small things that MK loves.
His student love for monkeys, how his student always brings noodles because he understood that it's the immortal favorite food, how both are trans!
both are trans and wukong came out to the immortal! it means everything to MK. it means they are close!!!
and that's where MK started helping wukong with looking like a male, like Pigsy did to MK when he was younger.
he noticed how wukong has a peach birthmark on his face, it's really cool honestly!
he's very proud of the kid and will always tell him.
But recently,,he met his father.
And he's starting to realize that all the fighting he's been having with Tripitaka has made wukong very upset. He doesn't know how to help anymore! anything he does makes wukong even more pissy, it's heartbreaking.
Will wukong leave him? Did he fucked up?? is he now a bad example?
Let's see how a certain 'Prince' reacts to getting a 💋 from Dad, eh? ]
RECEIVE HIS BLESSING // source || accepting a couple more uwu
I go for refuge until am enlightened...
These eyes of crystal have yet to meet something more repulsive than this here creature. It is like his head has been doused with a bucket of ecumenical muck from the world's sewers; and the filth runs through oily strands and onto his face. Marks where skin should be clear; scars where the skin should be pristine. Its posture; frail and famished, disturbingly skinny and malformed, as if the bones never quite had enough to grow into their full shape. And the stench of rot was an assault to his nostrils. This child was disgusting.
Picture now this; the holy one, knelt on the floor before this abomination. Large palms cup the child's sides as it stares, wide eyed, into kaleidoscopic hues. A stark juxtaposition; thick, luscious platinum and spotless porcelain skin. Seraphic features wear compassion well. A cool thumb comes to brush some matted hair away from the child's features, hands moving to cup their chin and tilt it up lightly whilst holding their face. Such an ugly face, that was.
Who could ever love something so revolting?
Something that had devoured seven full humans already, leaving nothing behind?
By the merits of my virtuous actions...
The audience chamber awaited beyond these sliding doors. Though they would be stuck here until Nakime was given word to open. And after that... him and his sister would have to answer to that man. Naturally, Dōma had come for support.
❝ Mochi? You remember what otousan said, right? ❞ He would repeat it, just to be sure. The kid was unruly, without manners, still. ❝ We kneel, in front of this man, and we don't look him in the eye. ❞ That was as big of a headstart as he could give; but he was willing to add something more.
By my practice of giving and other perfections...
There was a small pause, with Dōma merely looking into his face and smiling. This pitiful creature, may forever change his fate in that room; from a nothing, a nobody, to a powerful member of the Twelve Kizuki. What bigger kindness could he have been afforded?
An unloved, discarded child, forgotten by the world and left to die at this side of the road like sickly cattle. Frigid touch grew tighter, then, and Upper Two pulled the little one closer. Pale lips pressed on his forehead, right over where his third eye should be. And it smelled really bad, and if he were honest, Dōma was a little repulsed by that, but if he did not love the unlovable, who would? He embraced the child, who had never before felt a warm loving touch. Maybe the cold would not be felt as harshly on thick skin.
❝ I know you will do very well, because you have been practicing with me. I believe in you, little one. ❞
May I become a Buddha to benefit all sentient beings.
Children perform better when they feel loved, after all.
Went with @jen4k2 to the town Xmas tree lighting to provide crafts to small children. We wrote "Peace" in different languages and had kids write and draw on them. Pretty good for a last minute thing, I thought.
It was a great little time. Free cocoa for warm hands, a brass band wearing Santa hats playing seasonal songs a little badly, a skinny young rando with stubble swimming in a Santa suit next to an old dude in a blue Carhartt jacket who looked like Santa for real going incognito, small children being cute and distractible.
There were more cards, but I really only managed to get pictures of a couple. I did the Shalom freehand, which is why it gets bigger on one side, but it still turned out better than I thought it would.
The middle school kid who drew the cross on "Peace" is a Chaldean artist named Yusif (his mom wrote his name under it) who is a huge perfectionist when it comes to his art. He said that coming from the Middle East, you learn that things can be broken, so you learn not to get attached to material things because they will crumble -- they're not what gives life meaning. This child is a Buddha.
image description: a poem called if jesus was fat, by mandy shunnarah
they wouldn’t’ve been able to hoist him up on that cross / all the paintings got his ribs showing, the contours of his stomach undulating from emptiness / a growl heard through centuries of canvas / enough to make you hungry just looking at him / if he’d had meat on his bones, ate good like mama mary wanted him to he would’ve been better off / might’ve pulled that cross right down, popped that flimsy piece of lumber from the ground & said i am thy god imagine dying on an empty stomach / could’ve been like buddha but chose to be a vacuum, a chasm instead / then have the nerve to make a rule about gluttony when there’s nothing about the sin of denying your own body / like it doesn’t carry you through this world / like it isn’t the one thing that’s with you all your days / the one thing they cannot take away / how am i supposed to believe this skinny bitch can do anything / how can he save me when he can’t even save himself
gautama buddha he is from south asian and but the hairstye very similar to black hair styles bantu knots. In the journey of he's enlightement where he's body become very skinny a woman who see him thought that he's a deva so she offer him butter. Oh yeah one of he's disciple is fat
The Chinese portrayals of the "Laughing Buddha" are what implanted in me the image of him as a heavyset guy. In hindsight, given what you and someone else have just told me about Buddha starving himself to death to achieve enlightenment, that was a rather ironic way for me to imagine him. But thanks for the info anyway!
The nicknames of Chinese poets are mentioned above, but in Japan, I gave nicknames to all but Basho. : Buson, who is also a painter, writes haiku like a hermit playing, just like painting. Issa treats small animals with limitless compassion. For example, "Skinny Frog Don't lose, Issa, here is me".
I'm so happy that orders are open again! And I'm in the mood for angst, so imagine Buddha,Jack,Qin,Sasaki and tesla with a s/o they lost their child. S/o starts to get very depressed. and their relationship starts to deteriorate, they have a lot of arguments, that the boys even think they don't want to separate. but, in the midst of the Ragnarok fight, a skinny, ill-looking at them and scream: (CHARACTER NAME), I LOVE YOU, YOU CAN DO IT, SHOW THESE SNOBBY GODS WHO'S BOSS. A very sad angst with cuteness at the end.
Orders? haha bro im not a restaurant
Hmmm... Well, I made your request a little diferent because i don't want to make it too angst or write about some of my favorites characters leaving you with your grief when IM IN MY OWN GRIEF
Sorry, im not mad at you im just having a rough time, here is your request, I didn't manage to do all the characters you asked for and just write about dealing with it...