Spacialshrimp - Things I Want To Share

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Is your pfp Grand Admiral Prawn??

Yes it is!

Its actually a really good pun

My friend Made me this as a christmas gift fafshajgsdh i love them 😭😭😭😭✨

Their tiktok Is @buena.soup (the whole account Is cookie run content btw ,very nice)

Even if you can't Donate right now, a share or a reblog can be helpfull too, I'm not very good at these things but, i hope all of you are okay anywhere you are whoever you are and to whoever Is reading this too.

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In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉

I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨

Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀

At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨

In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿

"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏

Naw this cute 😭💖

i couldnt help it lmao ok thats enough for now

Look at what my sister did!

Happy holydays everyone, hope you have a good day and a great new year

[♡]My little child who isn't so small[♡]

Part 6

Warnings: Trauma, Swear Words, injuries

{Nightime memories}

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It was one of those nights, when its late but, you don't want to sleep yet , one of those lonely nights, in the dark of the room, memories start to appear in you're head, in you're mind.

Daniel, was laying on his bed, in his lonely room, in his lonely house, when those memories appeard in his mind.

He rememberd when he was young, a couple of scars, he rememberd that, when he was 6 years old, he meet one of the spacial hunters for the first time, they were talking with his mother, about something he didn't understand.

The spacial hunter looked at him, as the shy child he used to be, he tried to hide behind his mother, but that didn't worked, then the spacial hunter clicked like a giggle, and offerd the child a little bird looking skull.

Daniel accepted it, now he wasn't so scared, he was intrigged about that massive alien, that looked so scary but was so gentle.

The hunter left after a while, but unlike daniel and his mother, his father didn't liked the hunters, and when that man saw the little skull, he screamed in rage to his wife.

"HOW COULD YOU LET THOSE PEOPLE NEAR TO HIM?! THEY ARE THE DEVIL THEY ARE DANGEROUS!"

Daniel got scared , he dosen't like screaming he hates it, it hurts his ears and its scary.

The his mother said

"Arthur, please, they are very gentle, he even gifted him a little skull-"

"I DON'T CARE, THOSE BASTARDS KILLED MANY PEOPLE IN THE JUNGLE"

" go to you're room Daniel, .....YOU WEREN'T EVEN RELATED TO THEM, AND JUST BECAUSE SOME DID SOMETHING BAD THAT DOSEN'T MEAN THAT ALL OF THEM ARE THE SAME"

"OH! SO SUDENLY IM THE BAD GUY NOW!, LET ME BE LESS OF A MAN AND PUT OUR SON IN DANGER!"

"YOU ALREADY ARE LESS OF A MAN YOU UNEMPLOYED ADDICTED BASTARD"

"OH SHUT UP! YOU ALIEN FUCKER WHORE!"

Meanwhile, little daniel listen to them, he went to his room when his mother told him to.

That happend every day, there was always a reason to fight.

Then his memories showed him when he graduated from "Norland" as a babysitter, but not any babysitter, an elite one, he was instructed in daily tasks such as cooking and sewing, but he is also instructed in martial arts, cyber security, and advanced driving, as well as first aid.

Also he He also has a degree in cell biology.

He is specialized in the care of both humans and yautjas, he study hard to achieve it, not much after the graduation he joined the U.S Army, once he was ready,he went with his team and some teams from the French Army to the nort of France, because a Xenomorph nest was localized there, and it needed to be "neutralized", but there was a little problem, there were land mines, old ones from WW1 , so with a mine detector the teams walked slowly to the nest.

But unluckly, a xeno saw them and, all the teams... they could only run and gun, praying that the unlocated mines would not explode.

They killed some ,sadly many of the soldiers on landmines and.. well, theyre life ended, there.

Daniel could only run in fear and horror, his feet didn't reach a safe place, and then everything was blurry, his general picked him up, and then he fainted.

When he waked up...he was in a white room, everything was white but one of his eyes wasn't open, daniel assumed that it needed to heal and that it was covered by a patch,he looked at his hand but upon looking, his hand was gone, only a few small segments of fingers remained exposed and the rest of the stump had been bandaged, with his eye wide open, he tried to stand up but he fell, and when he looked, his leg was gone too.

At that moment, Daniel came out of his memories, sweaty as if he had slept while the memories passed, he looked at his now robotic hand and later looked at the time, 5:30 AM, it was time to get up and go to work.

[♡]My little child who isn't so small[♡] --------------------------------------Author note: this is a little story from my oc's Doctor Daniel and 6052, i hope you like it, and if you want me to write more you can leave it in the coments.

Warning: Inglish isn't my first lenguage, so i apologize if there are grammatical mistakes.

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It was common morning for mister Nickson, a quiet "old" man in the neighborhood, a war veteran that keeps working hard, but seem to enjoy whatever he does outside his house.

He got in the car a white toyota from 2007, he then drived to his work place, it was a zone completly retricted by the military, he got into the place, and walked towards his colleague, Doctor Emily Lee Cho, that woman was hard as stone but sweet when she wanted to, Emily then gives Daniel al the lastest results from the test made to the embryon number 6052, who was ready to be "born".

Daniel wont deny that he felt a little nervous while he and all his colleagues watched 6052 being taked out from the incubator, but, the creature breathed and that made everyone relief and relax a bit, because they were afraid the little one couldn't survive, but he did, he was a warrior.

The boss then said, since the one with experience with yautja children should take care of 6052 and raise him, that one was no other than Dr Nickson.

Daniel hold the little baby boy into his arms watching the little one move his little finger, his jaws were just as small and with no teeth, no claws either, and very soft orange skin, but even so, he looked more like a yautja than a human, but that didn't mattered to him, because the moment he saw him, since he was just a couple of cells, he loved him like if it was his own child.

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Thats all for now, i hope you liked it!

Here practicing watercolours