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Part 7 >:D
...Of course Oscar has an absurdly expensive hairclip made from the tooth of a huge prehistoric shark….Of course he does. Too bad he left his velociraptor claw necklace and meteorite earrings at home.
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min: 5
autobuy: 110
That's how that scene went right
Hello kind souls 👋❤️
❤️🩹🛑🛑❤️🩹🚨
“I am engaged, and my wedding date was at the end of December 2023. I was preparing for it as any girl dreams of a wonderful wedding and starting a new life. But unfortunately I lost all that in the blink of an eye. But my dream remained to have a wedding after survival and to travel with my family And my fiance .”
But I will never forgive myself for not doing everything possible or imaginable to save their lives and get them to safety.❤️🩹
I will not abandon any of them, and I still hope you will donate and share my fundraising campaign to raise enough money to fund their evacuation.
my family🩵💜
Fear began to overtake me... I never imagined that I would forget any of the memories of my beautiful home. I had a house in the northern Gaza Strip, in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood... a beautiful house with two floors. I return to it after every ordeal to find myself in the arms of my family, my home that had memories in every corner of it... My family's shelter has become a pile of rubble.💔💔❤️🩹🍉❤️🍉❤️🍉❤️🎗
Before After
A side of our meaning 💔💔
Now, my family and I are facing a difficult choice. We need to evacuate for the safety of our lives, but the cost is beyond our means. Each person requires , and without your support, our options are painfully limited.
I humbly ask for your compassion and generosity. Every donation, no matter how small, brings us closer to safety and a chance to rebuild our shattered dreams.
Please, if you can, consider donating through the link . Your kindness could make all the difference.
Thank you for standing with us in this 🥺🌹🌷
My contribution to the JTTW discord's art game!
I got @lavaflowe and had so much fun drawing their fluffy boy. I hope I did him justice. <3
~Smoke break~
a shadowpeach ?angst? Fic + art<3 : art & writing by me. Hope you enjoy ~
tw: smoking+minor sh
Swk stood leaning against the railing, smooth smoke rolling off his lip.
It feels like century’s since he’s done this, He started this habit near the end of the journey to help with his stress, and he kinda tapered off of it after becoming somewhat of a hermit.
But history has the tendency to repeats itself now a days.
Thankfully it doesn’t really effect him ,medically, one of the many perk’s of being an immortal!
But It doesn’t not affect him.
It clouds his mind making him feel fuzzy, grounding him in the moment while making his problems blur into the background.
The moment? watching the city that holds the last remaining people who somehow care about him,
The water refracting the flickering Lights making a halo effect on the city.
But of course all good things come to an end,
“Ooo~ what do we have here~” it rung in his ear.
It was a degrading voice that ever since the day he met it love to remind him of every little mistake.
reminding him
Why he’s nothing.
And That no matter how hard he tried he’ll never be enough.
Even when the owner of the voice was gone
It still lingered-
Poking-
Prodding-
Crawling on his back-
It’s suffocating, like it’s holding him down.
…
“What would Mk think”
It was macaque-
“The great sage falling for mortal addictions, how disappointed would he be?~~”
He hummed with a teasing smile.
leaning over the railing trying to get wukong to look him in the eye.
But the king just leaned into his cigaret taking another drag.
He dropped his smile, disappointed.
“Why ARE you smoking” he was more accusatory this time
“You know it won’t help, RIGHT!”
The king Held his breath
“or are you doing this just to forget about your responsibil-“
Apparently smoking makes him even more impulsive too,
Because before he knew It he had macaque by the scarf with their lips pressed together. He letting out a shaky, and agonizingly slow breath out.
Letting The smoke that filled his lungs, fill macaque’s.
His eyes were closed but he could feel macaque lean in, he was trying to tease him, wukong figured.
When he pulled back the six-eared-macaque was wearing an unreadable face.
His eyebrows raised and nit together, eyes wide, pupils small, and mouth slightly agape letting smoke slip out.
He was surprised yet something else, wukong didn’t care to find out.
Breathing in “you can ether LEAVE or SHUT UP and have a smoke” Swk said gesturing to the pack of cigarettes. The pack had been resting on the railing, being the only company he had before macaque showed up, it only had two cigarettes left.
Wukong turned towards the city inspecting the one he already had, It was almost burned out.
He lifted it up, pressing it deep into his neck before twisting it. Making it Let out a sharp sizzle. In the corner of his eye he could’ve sworn he saw macaque flinch, But he knew better.
He closed his eyes and let out a slow sigh. Before tossing it into a nearby trash can.
He turned to grab another, but in one swift movement macaque grabbed the whole box.
Apparently he chose to stay.
While Giving him a glare. He stuffed the box into his pocket while lifting one of the cigarettes to his mouth .
Once his other hand was free it was lifted to the other end of the cigarette.
There was A flash of purple before it started smoking.
“You really are the worst mentor” it was macaque‘s favorite insult nowadays, a guaranteed fight. He just loved the attention didn’t he? But the monkey king just kept looking at the city. Even though Swk would never admit it, macaque was right.
that kid does deserve better
And He knows he isn’t Good enough, yet, but he would be damned if he didn’t try.
So he will become better, or die trying.
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AAAAAA- I spent my whole weekend working on this, sorry for the shittty art- I was tearing through art block. Any constructive criticism about my writing though is welcome~
anyway have a good day~~~
Wukong: could you just move in it's getting weird Macaque: no I'd rather sleep in the tree on the beach where you fed me fruit centuries ago Wukong: you realize that's weirder right
Hiiii, I'm Boo! They/them people call me grandma because of my bad hearing/ eye sightI do art
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