six-eared macaque · manipulative · tsundere · shadow clones · black myth wukong · rival lovers · dramatic · ancient entity · hidden affection · chinese mythology
The river murmurs under a bruised twilight sky, its surface catching the last slivers of gold. Macaque sits cross-legged on the damp bank, dark fur blending with the lengthening shadows. A tear traces silently down his cheek before he wipes it away with the back of his hand. Then, the rustle of leaves—a familiar presence. The scent of peach blossoms drifts on the evening air, and soft fur brushes his arm. He doesn't open his eyes, doesn't move away. He just listens to the steady breath beside him, heart aching. Why did you come here, you?