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latvian-spider · 4 months
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Monkey Detention
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Because that is the fate of the two Mandarin's if they do not STFU before Macaque's temper snaps.
And it's not gonna be the 'Stand in the Corner and Think About What You Did' sort of thing, I can tell you that much.
This had to be done. I already did MK and Chiro meeting, then SWK getting to know his new grandkids, so the dark monkeys also had to be added in.
Though I doubt Macaque is too happy with his partners X'D
Obvs redesign for OG-Mandarin, mostly based on the brilliant fic Questionable by monkeymindscream that (Um, spoilers) Skeleton King removes the gunk that roided him up, but he's still bigger than the other monkeys. (end spoilers)
And I kept him physically bald, which is why he's wearing a shirt.
Skelemandarin and Macaque have no changes.
First time drawing Skelemandarin and Mandarin too!
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5-cz · 2 years
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Word of Honor (山河令) Episode 1 Vocab
this one's for you @asunas-embers since you recommended the show to me
善恶 (shàn'è) - good and evil
分别善恶 善恶不分
到头 (dàotóu) - to the end/at the end
这条街道头有一个邮局 一眼望不到头
助纣为虐 (zhùZhòuwéinüè) - aid the wicked (idiom)
lit. to help tyrant 商纣王 who was a king during the Shang Dynasty
灵 (líng) - quick/alert
耳朵不灵
涂炭 (tútàn) - mud and ashes; utter misery (literary)
生灵涂炭 (idiom - people are in a terrible situation)
惜 (xī) - to regret
为之悲惜
勾结 (gōujié) - to collude with
他们勾结了为杀我
密谋 (mìmóu) - conspiracy
密谋败露了
造反 (zàofǎn) - to rebel/revolt
人民正在造反啊
爹 (diē) - father (colloquial)
我爹现在做早饭
选择 (xuǎnzé) - choice
我都没有一个选择
余地 (yúdì) - leeway
她总是不留余地为错误
乱局 (luànjú) - chaotic situation
国家的乱局可能演变成造反
免受 (miǎnshòu) - to avoid suffering; to prevent (something bad)
她自尽为免受折辱
折辱 (zhérǔ) - to humiliate/disgrace (literary, more common is 羞辱)
她毒害自己为免受折辱
岂 (qǐ) - particle used when asking a rhetorical question (literary)
那我岂不是要多些周大人了?
怪 (guài) - to blame
我不怪你
江湖 (jiānghú) - all corners of the country/the whole world
浪迹江湖
草莽 (cǎomǎng) - uncultivated land/wilderness
周资本是江湖草莽
一把刀 (yībǎdāo) - a knife
只配做王爷的一把刀
仰仗 (yǎngzhàng) - rely on
我们仰仗你啦
晒 (shài) - dry in the sun
晒太阳
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cabbageanddragons · 1 month
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finally had enough storage to re-download tumblr, i unfortunately forgot my previous @ and password and missed the ides of march by a few days .
@ anyone that stumbled upon my post while searching for specific content through a tag I'M SO SORRY i had a whole conversation with myself in the tags, if you're older than 16 but younger than 20 let's be friends 🙏
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spotsupstuff · 2 years
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so in Fruit Twins we have this thing going on where we imagine that Six Ear's voice is the mandarin one while Sun Wukong's is the english one (per grollow's request) (with the mandarin mannerisms tho) so i tried editin one of their interactions so i could hear how the voices play off each other n just...
idk why but hearin ONLY Sun Wukong speaking english while everybody around him talks in mandarin tickles my funny bone a teeny bitsy
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uselessalexis165 · 10 months
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Some drawings for my Six Monkeys and a Human AU 🍊
S1E01-06
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waugh-bao · 10 months
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babyjeep · 1 year
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I’ve just learned about ghost marriages. Feeling many emotions at once about this.
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lyssasdrafts · 1 year
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home alone which means i can blast love talk
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quitedisastrous · 4 months
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ate like six and a half mandarin oranges in the last three hours
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miss-floral-thief · 8 months
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Big gulp isn’t 89
Cents oh well
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kalach-cha · 1 year
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UH OH I CAN HEAR MY HEART GO RACING OUT OF CONTROL IT'S SO CRAZY [BOY] YOU REALLY GOT ME UH OH
I DON'T THINK THAT YOU KNOW
WHEN YOU'RE STANDING THIS CLOSE I GET DIZZY
FALLING FOR YOU BABY
UH OH
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mediumgayitalian · 30 days
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The best part of being his own camp counsellor is that he can wake up whenever the fuck he likes.
Nico’s a fan.
Because, however, his dumb ass made friends with the camp’s head medic, he doesn’t get to sleep in as often as he would like. He is instead often woken up before the clock strikes nine, which is a tragedy and one of the forty thousand reasons he is going to be present on Will’s judgement day. (The scales tip any which way on a regular basis, but as of last week, Will is going to hell. Unfortunate. Nico’ll still visit him, though. Bring him one half of a twizzler or something.) So when he wakes up, one lovely morning, mouth tasting like something rotted in it and sun well past halfway across the sky, he is capital-C Concerned.
What a horrible tragedy that is. Finally, for the first time in months, he was able to sleep in. And his first thought is not gratitude. Solace may indeed have to die — Nico was not this way before he started planting his annoying ass front and centre in Nico’s life. He’s quite fairly certain he used to be frightening and badass. Now Will orders him to drink milk for the sake of his calcium and he does. Gods.
“Morning,” he hedges, approaching the archery range, feeling marginally more alive than twenty minutes prior.
Kayla raises an amused eyebrow. “Dude, it’s, like, two.”
“Well fuck you, then.”
She smirks. “Aw, did baby not get his Sunshine fix of the day? Is that why he’s so grumpy?”
It really sucks that Will is so fond of his siblings. Nico wonders if Will would still like him if he knew how many times he daydreams of transporting Kayla onto the moon per day.
“As soon as I figure out which god would appreciate you as a sacrifice, you’re gone.”
“Yeah, right,” she snorts, turning away and lining up an arrow. She lets it fly, watching as it shaves a splinter off a hunk of wood fifty feet away. “You couldn’t get close enough to kick my ass before I’d skewer you, di Angelo.”
Remembering the warning arrow Kayla had shot through his shoulder last week, he wisely chooses not to press the matter any further. The power visibly goes to her head. Fuck.
“Just — tell me where Will is.”
“Why?” She strings another arrow. The grin on her face is a level of shit-eating that Nico has only before seen on a Stoll. She should spend less time around Julia, or else the camp is in for some serious trouble. “What are your intentions with my dear brother?”
Nico, on principle, refuses to answer that question. Kayla shrugs, finishing her shot and then turning around to stick her tongue out at him.
“No answer, no location! Find him yourself, loverboy. And remember that I am always watching.”
Stomping away, and ignoring the smile twitching at his lips — she is so annoying, truly, gods above he owes Bianca a thousand apologies for ever opening his mouth — he heads towards the infirmary. There are only six locations Will is at any given time, after all, except when he disappears for several hours randomly but Nico doesn’t know how to bring that up yet. As he approaches the infirmary, though, he hears it absolutely blasting with music, like genuinely shaking the ground a little bit, and knows exactly where to find him.
As he approaches the door, wincing at the door, he finds it closed. Odd — Will likes a breeze when he works. Even odder is the hastily-written sign pasted onto it:
ANNUAL CLEAN OUT DAY. IF YOU NEED ME, TOUGH SHIT. IF YOU NEED A BANDAID, TOUGH SHIT. IF YOU’RE BLEEDING OUT, CALL AN AMBULANCE AND PRAY. I AM BUSY.
(‘Busy’ is underlined three times.)
In smaller print, under the all-caps monstrosity, is:
Unless you’re Nico, in which case disregard the previous sentiment. No, Cecil, this does NOT mean you.
The note is written again in Ancient Greek, Latin, Spanish, Portuguese, French, Mandarin, Italian, Polish, Korean, Morse Code, and another ten languages Nico can’t even name. Actually, wait — the top left is Klingon. And middle right note does not appear to be language, showing instead a poorly drawn stick figure in armour being shoved into a cannon and shot into the sun by another poorly drawn stick figure in a lab coat. Nico loves a man who’s multi-talented, indeed.
Hesitantly, Nico cracks open the door. He is immediately assaulted by a solid wall of sound, and then nearly bowled over by the enigma himself, William ‘I Can Restructure A Human Brain But Cannot Tie My Shoelaces’ Solace. He catches himself at the last second, and then barely manages to catch Will, grabbing him around the waist just before his head hits the floor.
“Nico!” he shouts over the music, smiling brightly. “Hi! You’re here!”
“I’m here.” He can physically feel his voice cracking, but luckily the music drowns it out. Hopefully. “Uh, what’re you doing?”
“Cleaning!” Will straightens up, although he stays within the circle of Nico’s arms. Nico tries real hard to keep his gaze firmly planted on his face and not on the hands he still has in his hips. “I do it once a year, kick everybody out and deep clean the place. Helps keep it fresh and minimize the bloodstains on the floor.”
“Ah. And the music…”
“It’s fun!” Will shouts. He gasps when the CD player skips and a new song comes on, heavy base and funky synths blasting so hard the window panes shake. “Oh my gods! I love this one!” He turns his bright grin at Nico full force, absolutely no holdbacks on the dimples or freckles, gods help him, and bows cheekily. “Can I have this dance, good sir?”
“It’s Britney Spears’ Outrageous,” Nico protests weakly.
“Yeah!”
…Very, very weakly.
“…Okay.”
Will whoops, grabbing his hands and spinning him around. Nico yelps, nearly tripping over a cot, but when he looks back up Will has his eyes closed and is shimmying not unlike a worm on a fish hook, and it’s so ridiculous that he can’t help but laugh. Will pries one eye open, grinning widely, and shimmies harder.
“You’re such a dweeb!”
“Join me in the dweebiness! Free yourself!”
Nico rolls his eyes fondly, squeezing Will’s hand, and lets himself get ridiculous. He’ll deny it if anyone asks, but it’s fun.
…And not just because Will is next to him, smile brighter than any star, dancing like a massive dork, hand clasped in his.
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2dou · 2 years
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guy who makes an effort to tag things in chinese so artists i like who don't speak english understand how Unwell (affectionate) their art makes me
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skipper1331 · 4 months
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Ice rink // Leah Williamson
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a/n: based off this request. Hope you like it!
Leah had a plan. It’s genius, so would she tell.
She would take you on a date but not just any date - a winter date. She knew you loved winter and everything about it.
Your eyes lit up at the slightest sign of snow, you started baking (even though you couldn‘t bake), mandarins became your to-go snack (at least one eaten a day) and whatever you did Christmas themed music was playing in the background. Winter was your favorite time of the year and Leah had made it her mission to make it even more special.
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"Special date night, tonight, I’m picking you up at six" the blonde smiled brightly, peppering kisses to your cheek as you walked towards the changing room.
"Where are you taking me?" you asked, a blush covering your cheeks.
"For me to know, for you to find out" she replied sweetly, kissing your lips before she hurried away. Leaving you alone in the hallway, thoughts running wild. Leah was very pragmatic, something you learned quickly as you started dating the blonde. Date night usually meant that she would take you out to a fancy restaurant, be the charmer herself as she would open every door for you and complimented you every two seconds and of course, she would pay for your dinner. There wasn't much point in discussing it - she stuck to her opinion: "need to treat my girl right", "I am taking you out, so I am paying"
Every now and then you tried though, enjoying the unamused glare she would send you and trying to explain herself, "you can pay me back with kisses" she would huff, grumbling about your ridiculousness - there was no way she would let you pay for anything. She was Leah Williamson, how could she ever let her girl pay for her?!
So, what was she up to? Special date? Should you be scared?
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At home, you realized something. Leah hadn‘t told you what to wear. You couldn‘t be over or underdressed for her special date night.
You
what should I wear?
darling
what happened to hello? how are you?🙄
not even a heart, my girl
you‘re hurting my feelings
You
ha ha.
my dearest lover, what should I be wearing tonight?❤️❤️
better?
darling
much better.
Wear whatever you like, you always look beautiful
You
Leah, that‘s not helping
darling
something causal, baby x
With new information, you showered, freshening up for your night with Leah, dressing in some casual clothes.
The two of you haven‘t been together that long yet, both of you still living in your own apartments even though, Leah spent most of her time in your flat. The blonde was far too obsessed with you to stay away from you longer than a few hours. Nights where she had to attend to events were awful for her. She would rather cuddle you and have a night in instead of being out, surrounded by cameras and the media.
After event nights, she would return to your home, not thinking about her own - she just wanted to have you back in her arms.
As you waited patiently for the time to pass by excitement flashed through your body, what did she have planned? You thought about some date ideas Leah might had planned but none of them made any sense - it was Leah after all.
5 minutes before the clock ticked six, your doorbell rang. Happily, you got up from your seat on the couch, walking towards the door to open it.
"Hi!" the blonde greeted you, pulling you close with one arm as her other hand held a bouquet of flowers before she pressed a loving kiss to your lips, "I’ve missed you" she mumbled. Your cheeks turned crimson at her confession, relaxing further in her embrace, "missed you too" you admitted shyly, pecking her cheek.
"Got these for you, my girl" she showed you the flowers proudly as if you haven‘t seen them already, "they look almost as beautiful as you" she grinned.
Walking into your home she like she owned it, she tossed her bag aside, making her way to the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase.
"Thank you, baby, they‘re perfect" you told her as you trailed behind her.
With the flowers in the vase resting on the counter, her full attention was back on her favorite, "come here" grabbing your hands, she pulled you in, arms snuggling around your waist, "you look so beautiful" she muttered, pressing loving kisses to each of your cheeks before kissing your lips. Immediately, a blush spread across your features, Leah’s touch and sweet words making you melt.
After a quick lovely kissing session - Leah couldn‘t stop peppering kisses along your features, your blush and giggle too cute, the two of you left your home.
The blonde sat behind the steering wheel, hand firmly resting on your thigh as she drove to your destination. The whole driving journey you stared out of the window, admiring the city lights, the little bit of snow that was falling and all the house decorations. Everything was just so christmassy - you loved it.
As the car slowly came to a stop, the defender requested softly, "close your eyes please" to which you obeyed. Your girlfriend pressed a thank you kiss to your cheek before she hurried out of the car to your side, opening the door, "be careful, baby" she helped you out of the car, hand protecting your head, so you wouldn‘t hurt yourself. "I‘ll guide you some steps, keep your eyes closed" her arms wrapped around her waist to steady yourself as she led you to the ice rink.
"Open your eyes!"
Carefully, you opened your eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the brightness of the Christmas lights, only now realizing the Christmas music playing.
"Ice skating?"
"Yes! Awesome, isn‘t it?" she had one of the brightest grins on her face, so confident in her idea. "Have you ever been ice skating before?" you asked as you couldn‘t imagine the girl on the ice without falling on her bum.
"Of course, but don‘t worry, my girl, we‘ll get you one of the penguins" she replied cockily with a special glint in her eyes. She was lying - the 'I’m trying to impress you'-lying. Nonetheless, you went with it as the big smile on her made you forget everything.
"Let‘s go. We need skates" grabbing your hands, she pulled you to the shoe rental.
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"Ready, baby?" you asked, standing a step away from ice rink entrance.
"Yeah, sure" she answered with some hesitation, suddenly feeling afraid. Sensing her nervousness, you took her hand, "can we go at the same time?" smiling shyly. She nodded, stepping on the rink with you.
"Ah!" the defender shrieked as she slipped away, just catching the rink wall in time.
"You okay?" you giggled.
"Yes! put my weight on the wrong side" she shrugged, standing back up correctly, "come on" she pushed herself away from the rink, trying to balance herself in the skates - failing miserably. Her arms flung in every direction, hips and body too but it was no help. She fell again. She huffed, getting up immediately as she grabbed your hand, determined to show you that ice skating wasn‘t that hard. "Do you want some help?" you asked softly, the feeling on being on the ice an old familiar one to you. The sounds of the blades scratching the ice, the tightness of the laces and the shivering warm sensation made you feel nostalgic. You had spent hours on the ice as a kid, falling over and over again while you tried new figures.
"No, I told you I can ice skate" she stated, grumbling "can‘t be that fucking hard" under her breath. She left her hand in yours, feeling the need to do so as she tried again - it was rather moves of not falling than skating.
"Ah!" she yelled, pulling you down as she fell once again. You fell right on top of her, knocking the air out of her lungs, "sorry. are you alright?"
"yes" she huffed, getting more and more annoyed at each of her falls.
The hand holding soon turned into arm clinging as she desperately tried to stay on her feet, not wanting to fall again.
But she continued to fall, your heart slowly aching at her misery. Indiscreetly, you guided her to the wall where she instantly grabbed onto it, clinging for her dear life. "Let me get you a penguin" you suggested, eyes searching for one on the rink.
"I‘m not a baby!" she grumbled, pouting and crossing her arms - she didn‘t come that far her skates slipping away, arms back at hugging the rink.
"They are not for babies, they‘ll help you, my love"
She huffed, glaring at you, not used to the fact she couldn‘t do something - something as simple as ice skating, "fine"
"thank you" you pressed a kiss to her cheek before you skated away with an ease. like a goddess you glided across the ice, Leah amazed by it. It looked so effortless as you did. Not once did you fall - not when people suddenly appeared in your way nor when people skated straight into you, you just turned on the ice skating backwards as you helped said people not to fall themselves.
Leah‘s mouth agape, when did you learn to skate? You were glowing on the ice.
"I didn‘t know you could skate" the defender pouted in awe as you were back at her side, the penguin in front of you.
"You never asked" you laughed, pushing the penguin to her, "I used to figure skate" you stated at her raised brows.
"And you didn‘t tell me!" she looked at you offended, playfully hitting your chest. All her annoyance had washed away by seeing you skate, truly amazed by your talent. "Can you show me how to skate?" she asked shyly, head hanging low, slightly embarrassed as she had tried to impress you with something she couldn’t do and you were an expert in.
"I’d love to" you replied, "put one hand here and the other one there" you started your lesson.
With one arm gripping the wall, the other one made its way where you had showed her to put it. Then the other one did the exact same thing.
First step - letting go of the rink wall - check.
Second step
Your arms gripped her hips as you pushed her slowly over the ice, so she could get a feeling on it.
"How does that feel?" you asked, still holding onto her.
"Good"
"Now try to move your feet. First, you slide with one of them diagonally forward, like pushing yourself forwards, same goes with the other after that. Lean your weight slightly on the penguin"
"Alright"
She tried pushing, her weight on the penguin, but without any luck. If you weren’t holding her, she would’ve fallen to the ground.
"Gently, not with so much force" she huffed, trying it again. This time it worked a bit better but still wasn’t optimal as she came to a stop - her body on the ice.
"You‘re supposed to hold me" she complained.
"Baby, you pulled me with you, how am I supposed to hold you?"
"I don’t know!"
Pulling her back up, she clinged onto your body, no trust in the little penguin as it moved too much and fast.
"Do you want to go?"
"yes, please" she admitted bashfully, big eyes fearing your reaction.
"then let’s go" with your lover in yours arms, you skated to the exit, helping her to step out as you followed behind. Both of you took a seat on the bench, taking off your skates - Leah still with a scowl on her face. "What‘s the matter, my love?" you asked, stopping her in her movement as it was way too aggressive.
"I ruined our night" she grumbled, finally able to cross her arms without falling.
"Hey" cupping her cheeks, you turned her to face you, "no. no, you didn’t." Sad eyes looked at you, all Leah wanted to do was something special in your favorite time of the year (and impress you.)
"What about a hot chocolate and maybe crepes?" you suggested, caressing the wrinkle between her brows.
When Leah heard the word chocolate she was already convinced. The pout washed away, a wide smile making its way over her features, "I love you so much" she whispered, leaning towards you to lock your lips. Her kiss was gentle and soft, her hand resting on your thigh as the kiss lingered. She was so in love with you. More than anyone could ever imagine.
"I love you too" you smiled, leaning your forehead against hers as you soaked in the cold winter night, your lover keeping you warm.
"So about the hot chocolate…?"
"let’s go"
the blonde kissed you quickly in appreciation before she held out her hand for you to take. She grabbed the skates, yours and her own as she brought them back to the rental store.
"Do you want them with marshmallows, my girl?"
"No, whipped cream please"
She nodded, hurrying to the stand who sold warm drinks while you sat down at a table. With a wide grin, she came back, two cups of hot chocolate in her hands, "I asked her if she could add a smiley face on yours with chocolate sauce, look" placing the drink in front of you, a smiley face smiled at you in the whipped cream. Your features matched the one in your drink while you 'thank you' kissed Leah. Her eyes shone as she looked at you, you looked so beautiful. "My pretty girl" she admired while she took a seat beside you, wanting to be as close as possible.
"Cheers?" you lifted your cup, waiting for Leah to join you.
"Cheers"
Both of you took a sip, the drink melting on your tongues, not too hot and not too cold - just perfect.
The blonde beside you let out a laugh which caught your attention. "What?" you asked confused.
"You‘ve got there something, my girl" she chuckled, pointing to your face, the whipped cream had created a beard.
"Where?"
"Here, lemme just" the defender wiped it away with her thumb before she tasted it, "delicious" she giggled, still wiping away the last few bits, "all gone, baby"
"I don’t think it is" you said, taking the drink in your hands to apply more cream, this time perfectly on your lips, "try harder"
"my cheeky, cheeky girl"
Of course, the gunner immediately leaned forward, connecting your lips. Your body tingled at the heavenly sensation of her touch, mind blank as you could only focus on her lips on your own.
When air became a problem, she pulled back, grabbing your jaw with one hand, her touch gentle as she examined your lips, turning your head in every direction, so she could she them from each angle, "no, not finished yet" she grinned, interlocking your lips again.
For sure, Leah wasn‘t the best ice skater but her love for you was clear. Leah Williamson was head over heels for you and would try everything in her power to impress you each day. Sometimes it‘ll work and other times, like today, it won‘t but that‘s okay because she was Leah Williamson, England Captain, European Champion and you were her girl.
So in the end, it was indeed a special date night - she made the winter even more special to you.
Also, she wanted to watch you figure skate - the two of you would definitely come back here.
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spotsupstuff · 2 years
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UGH I ADORE the way you draw Macaque and Wukong, especially their facial features!!
Quick question, who's the greyish furred monkey guy? I always wanted to ask since I was clueless XD
thank you!!!
n that grey pissy thing is a lesbian woman, marshal Ma- shes one of the Stalwart Generals that sun wukong has going on in the og novel on flower fruit mountain. in fruit twins au/the design that u see on my blog, she serves as an older sister to SWK n Six (shes older by like... 13 years)
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uselessalexis165 · 2 years
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AU idea were Mandarin doesn’t go evil and stays the leader of the Hyperforce.
Also Antauri finds Chiro as a baby in this AU, they sense that Chiro is one with the Power Primate and basically adopts him. Mandarin at first wasn’t on board with the idea of adopting a human into the Hyperforce, even though they were somehow one with the Power Primate.
But he knew Antauri wasn’t going to give up Chiro so easily, and eventually he got attached as well. And that’s how Chiro became part of the Hyperforce.
Again, I’m not good at naming AUs, but I’ve been calling this the Six Monkeys and a Human AU. So, that’s what I’m gonna be calling it. 🐵🧡🖤
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