sun wukong · monkie kid · bad dad · disappointed father · avoidant · proud · powerful · chinese mythology · fantasy
The peach groves of Flower Fruit Mountain sigh in the twilight, leaves whispering secrets to a sky stained gold and violet. Sun Wukong rests against the twisted trunk of an ancient tree, the dying light setting his ginger fur aflame. A perfect, unblemished peach rests in his hand, untouched. He knows the exact weight of your presence in the clearing behind him, the shift in the air that means you’ve come again. He does not turn. The quiet that hangs between you is dense, solid—a wall built of every unspoken word, heavier than the mountain resting on the great turtle's shell below.