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sourtomatola · 9 months
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@spaciebabie Yeah I thought of this the minute you said you'd buy the earrings
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(Earrings here)
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prettyruskitty · 2 months
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Do you like girls with glasses?
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xinyuehui · 4 months
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Floppy ears 🐰🐰
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favouritefi · 5 months
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tender touches in a desolate place
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snergle · 10 months
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Alyri (Alyri_tv)
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sourtomatola · 9 months
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There they are. @spaciebabie
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celestialkiri · 11 months
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I am FREE from my shackles and I just want to say that I know I gushed about it earlier on my journey-to-the-au sideblog but I LOVE YOUR ARTWORK.
Your Wukong is so GOOD and I love them! I hope drawing them and exploring the AU you've created gives you a lot of joy!
(Also we're gonna have to see that nubby Macaque tail at some point, you can't tease us with a fuzz nubbin and not let us see)
HGJKLHAJ THANK YOU SO MUCH! I'm super happy that people like his design as much as I do! I'm very proud of it and the JTTW fandom so far has been very nice so it makes me want to give more stuff from my AU! Just silly stuff and nothing deep lol Have Masaque's cute nubby tail because God is asking and I shall listen to a God 😌✨
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svenituse · 6 months
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i felt bad for only drawing krs in that awful outfit so here he is (with alver)
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pokketofficial · 1 year
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Let me be your bunny girl 🐰
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taigalikethetiger · 1 year
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Oh my god !! You really made that luci thigh pic ! I love it soooo much ! 💖💖 it's like a damn treat for our eyes ! So.. since your art is soo good can you make some luci butts? 😏
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of course ✍️😏✨
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sidetongue · 1 year
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There are so many people in my day to day life who see dogs as just pets. So many people who don’t understand how much I’m struggling with Miller’s condition. Even people in my own workplace are surprised by how “hard” I’m taking it. The reality is these people go home to a partner or family of an evening, I go home to my dogs. That sounds really miserable and antisocial - but I’m an independent person and I’ve bought my own home and set up my own life and I’ve done it all by myself… except for the little pack of supporters who’ve been there through it all. Miller has been through it all.
Miller knew me when I was 18 and living with my grandparents; still a kid and having no idea about being an adult. Miller knew me when I went through my first break up, and she stuck around through the heartache. Miller knew me when I first ventured out into the big wide world; renting a “big girl house” with a friend and having a stable income and working towards my dreams. Miller knew me through my second break up, where I fled the country and went on a journey to “heal myself” and left her (and Henry) with my grandparents. She didn’t mind. She enjoyed the extra snacks. Miller knew me when I bought my first home, alone, and was right there beside me throughout.
She’s known me through my entire adult life. But I’ve known Miller through the day when she first came home… carsick on the passenger’s seat with only petrol station toilet paper to clean it up. I’ve known Miller through her “drug overdose” where she decided to snack on a pack of ibuprofen (again, with Henry). I’ve known Miller through horrific and uncontrollable ear infections. Where I thought the kindest thing was to let her go. Where I saw her in chronic, severe pain and several ear surgeries and procedures. I’ve known miller through her, um, “back end” problems, and having to remove stitches from her actual butthole. I’ve known Miller through her mellow years, where her only crimes are barking at a yellow lab on the beach or greeting our guests with a loud and persistent voice.
Today someone came to my house and there was no loud voice to greet them. She’s in a vet clinic cage, yellow as a highlighter, trying her hardest to stay alive. She’s 8 years old and has lived a life rich with joy and adventure, but my god I’m not ready to say goodbye yet. She’s not grey, she’s not creaky, she’s still got so much life in her. So many more rivers to swim in and songs to dance to and yellow labs to bark at. Every waking moment is spent agonising over my special little blue dog.
We don’t see leptospirosis where I am located. It’s very rare, and my vets have little experience with it. Today we contacted other hospitals in places were it is more prevalent so we can get a better idea of what we’re dealing with. It can take 7-14 days to see a turnaround. Miller is on day 4. I don’t know how I will afford 14 days of intensive care. I don’t even know how to think about money right now. I don’t know when the right time is to call it; to let her rest, or whether she wants me to keep fighting for her. Every minute is a nightmare and I miss my best girl.
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ne-cocoa · 2 years
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Hehehe ꒰#’ω`#꒱੭💗
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ciccerone · 8 months
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noodlecatt467 · 9 months
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CelestialPrimatesAU Masterpost
More details here
And here
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Chapter 1:What was heard
Pt 1/ Pt2/Pt3
Chapter 2: The Intruder
Pt1/ Pt2/Pt3/Pt4/Pt5/Pt6
Chapter 3:taking care of it
Pt1/Pt2/Pt3
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A Bone to Pick (Chapter Preview)
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(Shadowpeach shippers I am serving crumbs on a silver platter, come and eat!)
“Macaque, what exactly are you—?” Before Wukong could finish the question, Macaque had dashed over to The Not-Mayor and, with the evilest grin possible, punched the still-downed man in the gut. The lapdog spat out some blood and what little breath he had in his lungs upon impact, before rocketing down the tunnel and out of the cave. 
“Holy whoa!” Bai He smiled. 
“Guess we’re doing this now, huh?” Mei asked with a lazy grin. 
Macaque sighed happily. “That felt nice… that felt real nice.” He then turned to the others with a casual grin. “Keep up guys,” and then he sank into the shadows. No doubt chasing after the man he just punched. 
“Y’know,” Pigsy crossed his arms, “I forgot fer a second he’s about as old as Monkey King and almost as strong.”
“Well, Team B is moving out!” Mei started jogging ahead, with Sandy and Pigsy right behind her. “You guys better go catch up with Mac-Attack. Don’t want him to accidentally flatten Zhongyu, you know?”
Tang spared one last glance to Team A. “Try not to get electrocuted.” Then, with one last odd glance at Monkey King, he was running to catch up with the others. 
MK exchanged a look with PB and Bai He. “You two ready?”
“You bet I am!” PB grinned eagerly. 
From her spot piggybacking on PB, Bai He gave a familiar-looking evil grin to MK. “I’ve been wanting to do this all day.”
“Great! Monkey King are you—Monkey King?” The trio turned to see the Great Sage standing with wide-eyed amazement, staring at the spot where Macaque had just disappeared. His tail was wagging slightly, his cheeks were a little pink, and his fur looked fluffier for some reason. 
MK reached over and shook the king’s shoulder. “Monkey King?”
“Nothing!” Monkey King shouted, looking panicked. 
“Huh? I didn’t say anything but your name.” MK raised a brow. 
“Oooh, fluffy.” PB reached over and patted Monkey King’s head like he was a kitten, marveling at his new fluffy fur texture. “How’d your fur get so fluffy, Mr. King?”
Face even redder, Monkey King swatted her hand away. “Let’s talk about something else, anything else really.”
“How come you look so nervous and sweaty right now?” Bai He asked. 
“… Anything else besides that.”
“Well we can either talk about kicking Zhongyu’s butt, or we could actually go kick it.” MK gestured towards the exit. “Which do you prefer?”
Monkey King sighed a bit, before smiling. “Actually kicking his but…”
“Great! Then le-go!” MK charged out of the cave, drawing his staff out. PB took off behind him, Bai He giggling in excitement. Monkey King hesitated a bit, waiting to make sure they were far enough away before he frantically started patting and combing his orange fur back into place. 
He decided, pointedly, to not examine what just happened to him until after The Not-Mayor was no longer a problem… but that didn’t mean the butterflies in his stomach were going away anytime soon.
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amoxcycellin · 5 months
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Natalie Roser for SERIES Magazine
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