Amazing

Amazing

the Sponge squad if they were a band from Splatoon

What was Mac drawing? Love the writing.

It had been a long-dreary type of day. Odd, with skies of gray, making the world feel a shade off from its usual vibrancy.  It was slow, with people sluggishly getting up from their beds and heading to work with heavy heads-

This dreary day just so happened to be a Thursday. Of nothing particularly spectacular. And with the kid off doing deliveries.( which were,of course, were not actually getting delivered.)  The Great Sage equal to heaven itself found himself in a rather dreary slump. 

He had no motivation to move from his spot on the tree. His limbs dropping down, his face smashed against the wood. Tail hanging loosely as he stared into the barely dipping sun. It’s pale glow barely enough to generate enough heat to chase the coldness of the tree shadows.  

 With nothing to do, with no comfort, and a painful ache in his bones. He found himself lost in the spiral of his thoughts. His mind recalling a brief encounter with the blue guy-what was his name?-ah Sandy! 

‘" Well, writing down what you're grateful for is start!”  

“Uh-bud as an immortal I might need more than just a regular ol’ paper…”  

Sandy placed his tea cup down, straightening his back. 

“You don’t have to write everything down-just the really important stuff. The type of things that you hold really close to the heart-or even people. Think of a bigger scope.” 

“People huh…” 

“Although, I heard you can feel a lot better when you say what you're grateful for-to that person face to face.” 

“Not sure that's really…possible bud…hah. Afraid they're all-well..” 

“ I can think of one person, Monkey King.”  ‘ 

He clenched his fists, well tried, yet he couldn’t seem to muster anger-as much as it brought a wave of depression. 

Isn't it worth a try? 

You can barely lift yourself up!

It will only end in disaster….

You don’t have anything better to do. 

….

It never took long to find Macaque. 

Sprawled lazily in his dojo, a sketchbook in hand.  Humming the theme to Monkey cop-which of course he found hilarious. And almost like the other could hear  his utter amusement, Macaque's eyes snapped to him. His eyes glowing as dimly as the gray sun through the fogged windows. 

Wukong tripped, pushing the window open and falling through. Landing on the ground with a crash,a crater in the middle of the dojo floor.

“Ah-um YOU saw nothing!” 

Macaque crossed his arms, stepping away from the sage’s destruction.

“Uh-uh-and what are you doing here?” 

He cleared his throat,dusting himself off as the nervous jitters creeped up his tail. The feeling of eyes on him, gazing deep into his soul, judging his every move. 

Don’t get stage fright now! This isn’t even a stage! 

“Of the things I am thankful for, I am thankful for you.” 

“Wha-what-what are you-?” 

He stepped forward, Macaque stepping back. 

“I am thankful for the moments we spent together,and I am thankful…for all the moments we will spend together.” 

“I-shut-what the-!?”  

He stepped forward, Macaque stepping back once more. 

“I am thankful that you-despite everything-stayed.” 

“I-but I-I didn’t-“ 

“You always came back,one way or another, even in…undesirable conditions. Even when I-when I-hurt you,” 

Macaque stays silent 

“I killed you Macaque.” 

Macaque looks away,his body pressed up against the door. 

“I’m thankful…that you loved me, and I know I never deserved it.”  

Macaque rushed outside, swinging the door open with force.  

“And I’m sorry,that I can’t stop loving you.”

This, Macaque pauses at, eyes wet and shimmering as the world seems to explode in vibrant hues of the sunset.  

…

He still runs away

This brings a smile to my face

Bloop

Kind of a work in progress, and I wanna continue it so bad but I still dont have my laptop and also just wanna post it, cuz I dont hate it

Cute

Another stuff I did for the dressing up idea from Sweetybaty

Flippy in heels YAAAAAAAAAAAAY