never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else đȘ±đȘ±đȘ±
They did an amazing job, absolutely loved it. I keep zooming in on every detail because itâs just that great!
Thank you so much! Youâre the best â€ïž
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Did I daydream this, or was there a website for writers with like. A ridiculous quantity of descriptive aid. Like I remember clicking on " inside a cinema " or something like that. Then, BAM. Here's a list of smell and sounds. I can't remember it for the life of me, but if someone else can, help a bitch out <3
adulthood is just a constant struggle of, âman, i want cookies for breakfast, but I also recognize this is a bad nutritional decision. On the other hand, the only one who can stop me is me. i know that fuckerâs weaknesses. i could totally take me in a fight.â
Gavâs Tavern Hi, I hope you like this. It is different from what I usually do. Also it was a lot of work.
so soft it hurts
Destined One has a couple of words to say to the respective men who did this đ©
this scene is so fucking funny the english dub of this show is so good
It was bound to happen at some point. Traveling through rain, heat, and snow was going to lead to you getting sick. It started off small. You woke up to your arms and legs aching, but you brushed it off. You spend your time walking from place to place, if you felt a bit sore that was expected. Then your head started to hurt. A dull ache behind your eyes. Maybe you werenât drinking enough water. It had been a while since you had a break. For every little thing there was a reasonable explanation.
It wasnât until you woke up gasping for air that you were finally willing to admit that you were sick. Nose stuffed to the brim, clothes drenched in sweat, and forehead hot to the touch you couldnât remember ever being so sick.
When you donât get up early that morning, DO / Wukong knows that something is wrong. If you hadn't already woken up before him, then it wouldnât be long before you were up. Looking over at your flushed face, his brows furrowed in worry. When he pokes and prods you and doesnât receive much of a reaction except for a grunt, his tail flicks in worry.
Destined One
[-] He can instantly tell that you're sick. And while outwardly he doesnât seem bothered, the way his tail flicks around and his raised shoulders were enough of a sign to tell he was worried.
[-]Â Feels completely out of his depth about what to do. Sure he helped take care of the younger monkeys back home, but didnât know if that could be used on humans. The last thing he wanted to do was make you feel worse.
[-] Youâll have to guide him for a bit. Tell him what you need and heâs on it. With the same focus he has when fighting, heâs going to do everything to make sure you get better.
[-]Â Is the sun too bright and making your headache worse? Be prepared to be carried somewhere with shade and be handed water.Â
[-] Not able to stomach anything. Heâs going to make the blandest most flavorless soup imaginable just so that you can eat something.
[-] Doesnât want to leave you side if possible, but he knows that he needs to get you medicine. And as the day progresses and you donât seem to be getting better, he starts to get more nervous.
[-] Ultimately both of you choose to go to the Zodiac Village. Maybe theyâll have something to help you get better.Â
[-] And if while you're bundled up, tea cup in hand, you notice DO take note of what herbs and plants can be used for medicine for later, then youâre willing to pretend you didnât notice.
[-]Â Everytime you take a nap, exhausted from being sick, DO hovers by your side. Heâs there ready to get anything you need when you wake up.
[-]Â By the end of the night, feeling much better your head rests comfortably on DO lap. He gently runs his hands through your hair, easing your headache. And if, when you wake up tomorrow morning you notice DO with a runny nose and cough, then it only makes sense for you to return the favor.
Sun Wukong
[-] You're taken aback by how effortlessly he assumes the role of caretaker. And when you tease him about it in between coughing fits, heâs quick to remind you that he did look after the many cubs that lived in Mount Huaguo.Â
[-] Brings you fresh washcloth to put on your forehead, heâll even go so far as to help you bathe if you let him. And with how gross you feel, youâre willing to take him up on that.
[-]Â Heâs gentle with the way he washes your hair, makes sure the water is nice and warm to help you breathe better.
[-]Â Grabs the most comfortable clothes he owns and makes you wear it. He canât have you wearing your dirty clothes, and if a blush covers his face when he sees you wearing his clothes, then well thatâs just the sickness making you see things.
[-] Wonât leave your side no matter what. Heâs sticking by you until you get better. And in the off chance that he does need to leave, Wukong makes sure to have a clone looking after you.
[-]Â Brings you fresh fruit for you to eat. Cuts it up into small pieces and hand feeds it to you. In his words, âA sick mortal like you should feel proud to have a king at your beck and callâ.
[-]Â If you have to move around, heâs going to carry you. Wonât let you do anything even when you insist you can.
[-]Â When youâre not looking or taking a nap, you donât notice how his brows furrow in worry. Maybe he should go and steal one of those immortal peaches or pills from the Celestial Court. He wonât do it now, but itâs something heâs going to be thinking about once you get better.
[-] And when the day is finally over, feeling rested and better, you comfortably lay your head on Wukongâs chest. The rise and fall of his breathing lulls you to sleep.
Flashback to 2018 when I painted this for the first Art Ghoullery exhibition at the Rourke Art Gallery + Museum in Moorhead, MN!
I have giclee prints on my website if anyone wants to add some Halloween spirit to their walls! heatherfranzen.com/shop/reunion