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A bath for the fever
Kouji woke up before Junpei for the first time in a week. He stretched and blinked in the darkness. The sun wasn’t even up yet. Proof that he was a hundred percent healthy, or at least close to it. He tiptoed out of the bedroom to let Junpei sleep some more.
First task of the day – coffee. Kouji sat on the countertop while waiting for the coffee to finish brewing, then grabbed a cup and sat down in the couch. He checked the mail on his phone while drinking it. A couple of mails from his friend Rickard Allan Coon, 20 from Frenci, one from Ruki. A few inquiries from people following his blog who were wondering where he’d been the last week.
He wrote a quick blog-post about just waking up free from the flu and ready to see the sights of Italy. He’d probably stay at home one more day to relax with Junpei first, but after that he could take his bike somewhere. He still had a couple of articles he needed to write as well. He sent a mail to Frenci to let them know he was still alive, before grabbing his cup of coffee and heading to the study Junpei had made for him.
The study was way too big to be a work room in Kouji’s opinion. It had been used as a piano-room before he moved in, but Junpei had said something about the acoustics in the room being wrong anyway and moved it to the living room instead. Kouji didn’t understand enough about acoustics to protest and it was great to have a room he could retreat to when he needed to work.
He booted up the laptop and sat down to write for a few hours.
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Kouji’s stomach protested the lack of breakfast and Kouji saved the article he was writing. He grabbed the cup with now cold coffee and left the study, pouring himself a new cup before returning to the bedroom. He sat down on the edge of the bed and put a hand on Junpei’s shoulder.
”Hey”, he whispered.
Junpei blinked awake. Kouji leaned down and kissed Junpei’s cheek. It was warm and Kouji frowned.
”...did I give you the flu?” he asked.
”Might have”, Junpei answered and sat up with a groan. ”Feel like crap.”
”You kinda look like crap”, Kouji said even if it wasn’t quite true.
Junpei rolled his eyes and laughed. His cheeks were red with a fever flush and there was a layer of sweat across his forehead.
”Always the romantic, aren’t you?” he asked.
Kouji laughed as well.
”Want me to get a bath started for you?”
Junpei leaned forward and put his head in his hands.
”Might as well give it a try. Did you feel this urgh as well?”
”I’d answer that if I was a mindreader”, Kouji said and stood up again. ”...where are we ordering breakfast from?”
Junpei let out a vocal keysmash and Kouji snorted at the sound.
”I can still cook”, Junpei said and pushed the cover off himself. Kouji shook his head and stopped Junpei from rushing out of the bed.
”I know you can”, he squeezed Junpei’s shoulder. ”You don’t have to, we can order something. Maybe from Izumi’s restaurant?”
”She doesn’t serve breakfast.”
Junpei yawned and rubbed his eyes. Kouji shrugged.
”I don’t mind pizza for breakfast.”
”That’s why you’re banned from the kitchen.”
Junpei laid down again and Kouji ruffled his hair.
”I’m banned because I poisoned Kouichi. I’ll call Izumi and then I’ll get your bath started.”
”I do not like getting sick now that you’re finally back home”, Junpei whined.
”I didn’t either”, Kouji admitted, ”but I don’t have any travels coming up, so we have lots of time to spend together for now.”
Kouji stood up, sipped on the coffee and watched Junpei curl up under the cover again. He smiled and left the bedroom. He called Izumi’s restaurant and was lucky enough that Izumi answered the phone. It was still one hour until they were supposed to open.
”I will murder you in your sleep”, Izumi greeted him.
”Hello to you too”, Kouji answered and put his cup down on the kitchen table before reaching for a glass. ”Sorry for calling this early.”
”...Sorry for threatening to murder you, I thought it was another telemarketer. What’s up?”
”Junpei’s sick, so I need to order something for breakfast. Probably also lunch and dinner, but one meal at the time.”
”We don’t serve breakfast here, you know that.”
Kouji poured orange juice in the glass and brought it for Junpei.
”Pizza’s fine”, he told Izumi. ”You know what we like.”
Junpei accepted the glass and smiled at him. Kouji blushed and hurried back out again. People usually weren’t grateful when he tried to take care of them.
”We don’t start the ovens for another hour”, Izumi said. ”Is that okay?”
Kouji’s stomach loudly protested the lack of food and he sipped on the coffee.
”Yeah, it’s great. Gives Junpei some time to wake up as well.”
”Tell him I hope he feels better soon. And you, how are you feeling?”
”Mostly good. I don’t think I could run a marathon yet, but it’s not like I need to.”
”You take it easy as well”, Izumi’s voice was stern. ”We all know how absolutely terrible you are at taking care of yourself.”
”Comes from all the trauma”, Kouji said with a laugh. ”I’ll talk to you later.”
”See you.”
Kouji ended the call, put the phone on the table next to the coffee cup and headed to the bathroom instead.
The bathroom was small for such a big apartment, but it still had enough room for a bathtub big enough for three, an overly luxorious sink and a fancy toilet, along with three closets for towels, bathrobes and bathsupplies. There was a showerhead attatched to the bathtub and most of the time Kouji prefered using that to actually taking a bath, but sometimes it was nice to really soak in the tub.
He opened the faucet, made sure the water was the right temperature – just slightly lower than regular body temperature – and then waited for the tub to fill. He sat down on the toilet, leaned back and pulled his hands over his face. His head was starting to hurt a little. He sighed, decided the best course of action was to ignore it and stood up.
Junpei was looking at something on his phone when Kouji returned to the bedroom. He looked up when Kouji entered and smiled. Kouji felt warm inside.
”Hey. Thanks for the juice earlier”, Junpei said.
”Mfm”, Kouji answered and fell down in the bed, burying his face in Junpei’s shoulder. So much for pretending his head wasn’t hurting. ”Izumi tells you to feel better soon.”
”With my perfect partner caring for me I will in no time”, Junpei answered and kissed Kouji’s head.
Kouji snorted and hit Junpei’s leg.
”I can’t even make you breakfast in bed. Bath’s filling up, time to get up.”
”Are you sure about that?” Junpei asked and wrapped his arms around Kouji.
Kouji really wanted to stay there. Where did all that energy he had when he woke up go? He tensed his muscles, relaxed them again and easily broke free from Junpei’s grip.
”If we don’t the bathroom might get drenched.”
He stood up. Junpei shivered when he removed himself from the cover and Kouji realized they hadn’t even checked Junpei’s fever yet. What if it was high enough that they needed to go to the hospital? Kouji really didn’t know what to do in that situation. Junpei stood up as well and put a hand on Kouji's shoulder.
”Kouji?” he asked.
Kouji’s head was hurting worse and he massaged his forehead.
”Sorry”, he said. ”I’m not used to caring for sick people. To the bath with you.”
He shoved Junpei out of the bedroom and Junpei winked and disappeared to the bathroom. Kouji grabbed the coffee cup and took a sip. His stomach protested and he poured the rest into the sink. He put the cup into the dishwasher and checked the time. About another hour before breakfast would arrive. He grabbed an apple and headed to the bathroom as well. He put the apple on the sink.
”Want some company?” he asked as Junpei was about to slide into the water.
”Tub’s big enough for two”, Junpei answered. ”Water’s a bit cold though”, he teased.
”Mhm”, Kouji answered and undressed. ”Needs to be so your fever doesn’t get higher.”
Junpei slid into the water and Kouji sat down on the edge of the bathtub.
”Scooch over, I want this corner”, he said.
Junpei changed position and Kouji also slipped into the water. He shivered from the cold water and leaned back with a sigh.
”You need help washing your hair?” Junpei offered.
Kouji frowned.
”You’re the sick one, I should be pampering you, not the other way around.”
”Uhu”, Junpei said. ”You can wash my hair afterwards if you want to.”
Kouji slid down under the water and splashed some on Junpei before breaching the surface again. He grabbed the shampoo and told Junpei to turn around so he could get his hair washed. Junpei did as told and Kouji gently massaged the the shampoo into his hair.
”You’re so good at this”, Junpei said as he relaxed into the touch.
Kouji didn’t know what to say and worked in silence. He washed Junpei’s back as well before helping him rinse the shampoo out. Junpei washed the rest of himself and Kouji leaned against the edge of the bathtub and closed his eyes.
”Headache?” Junpei asked after a while.
”I’m fine”, Kouji answered. ”Perfectly healthy.”
”So a headache. Have you eaten?”
Kouji gestured at the uneaten apple on the sink. Junpei shook his head, but didn’t comment on it.
”Come on, let me wash your hair and then we’ll cuddle up on the couch and wait for breakfast.”
Kouji turned his back to Junpei and Junpei got to work on washing Kouji’s hair and back. Kouji felt like he’d fall asleep at any second.
”Might still have a teeny bit of fever myself”, he admitted when Junpei started rinsing his hair.
”You need to eat healthier”, Junpei said and gave Kouji a hug. Kouji shrugged.
”It’s hard when I’m in the field, but I’ll try not to drag it home to you next time.”
He stretched and got out of the water. Junpei was watching him.
”You’re beautiful”, Junpei said and leaned against the edge of the tub.
Kouji grabbed a towel, kissed Junpei and handed him the towel. He didn’t know what to say. He grabbed another towel and dried himself off before wrapping himself in a bathrobe. Junpei did the same, grabbed the apple and handed it to Kouji.
”Come on, eat something.”
Kouji took a bite from the apple. Junpei went back to the bedroom to grab his phone and Kouji fetched his own from the kitchen. He started a fresh brew of coffee, took another bite of the apple and sank down in the couch in the living room. Junpei joined him not even a minute later.
The world’s most perfect boyfriend is sick, Kouji tweeted out, so I’ll be postponing any travels another week
Junpei yawned and Kouji tickled him.
”You can nap after breakfast”, he said.
Speaking of breakfast, the doorbell rang. Junpei made a move to get up, but Kouji was quicker and gestured for him to stay. Kouji grabbed one of the wallets on the table by the door, paid for the pizzas and returned with them to the living room. Junpei had found a program for them to watch while they ate and Kouji sank back into the couch, put the pizzas on the table and grabbed a slice to eat. Junpei put a blanked over their legs before grabbing a slice as well and Kouji smiled. Being sick sucked, but being sick together wasn’t quite as bad. Junpei leaned against him as they ate and after that he pulled Kouji down so his head was in Junpei’s lap. Kouji attempted to protest and Junpei put a hand over Kouji’s mouth.
”You’re somehow still worse than I am”, he said. ”We can take care of the trash later, get some rest.”
Kouji licked Junpei’s hand and Junpei removed it from Kouji’s mouth.
”We could move to the bed instead”, Kouji suggested.
”You sure you’re up for walking aaaalllll the way over there?” Junpei teased.
It was a valid question since Kouji had been bad enough to not be able to do that for a couple of days, but Kouji still rolled his eyes. He stood up, grabbed the pizzaboxes and the half-eaten apple.
”Go to bed”, he told Junpei. ”I’ll be there in a second.”
Junpei shivered, but still stood up instead of wrapping himself in the blanket and curling up on the couch. Kouji hoped Junpei wouldn’t even get half as sick as he had gotten. Junpei looked intensly at Kouji and Kouji was suddenly very aware of how tired he felt. He nodded towards the bedroom.
”Bed”, he said. ”I’m just going to throw this and then I’ll come as well, promise.”
Junpei raised his hands as a sign that he wasn’t going to argue, although Kouji could tell he really wanted to. Kouji went to the kitchen, threw the boxes and apple in the trash and boiled some water. He made a cup of tea with honey and ginger and hoped he hadn’t failed completely at mixing it before he went to the bedroom. Junpei was sitting in the bed, cover wrapped around his shoulders. He raised an eyebrow when Kouji arrived and Kouji handed him the tea.
”To hopefully help you fight the flu”, Kouji said.
Junpei took a sip and laughed.
”That is so sweet, wow. How did you manage?”
”I’m an expert at all things food-related”, Kouji answered and sat down in the bed as well.
Junpei finished the tea and laid down, pulling Kouji down as well. Kouji curled up against Junpei and pulled a cover over both of them.
”Sorry you caught my flu”, he mumbled and closed his eyes.
”I’ll be fine”, Junpei answered. ”Get some sleep.”
”You too. Sleep well.”
Kouji laid awake for a while, listened to Junpei’s breaths and heartbeats to relax. Junpei fell asleep after a few minutes and Kouji considered getting up. There was a lot to do – clean the bathtub, do laundry, write articles, make sure they had food until Junpei was well again – but instead he closed his eyes and fell asleep to the sound of Junpei’s heart. His duties could wait until they were both feeling better.
#my writing#digimon frontier#junpei shibayama#kouji minamoto#sicktember 2022#future fic#sick kouji#sick junpei#junji#koupei#I have no idea what their shipname is haha#prompt: tepid bath#ngl I had no idea what a tepid bath before this#learning so much this month#I started another story for this prompt first but that one just wouldn't work#this one worked better#kouji gets to be the caregiver for once :3
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Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?
I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?
In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".
Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.
This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.
Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.
The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.
[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]
There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.
This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.
[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]
As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.
But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?
Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.
#transgender#trans history#transsexual#transphobia#Magnus Hirschfeld#holocaust#holocaust denial#book burning#j.k. rowling#jk rowling#just in case you missed what i mean by all this: go fuck yourself anon :)#trans people have always existed#and we will always exist#if you really wanna pick a fight with me over well-documented history then you better bring in some sources to back your shit#queer history#queer#lgbt+#lgbta+#lgbt#lgbt history#edit: i finally got around to those damn image IDs. i am so very sorry for totally forgetting that's my bimbo moment of the month#also real quick i thought about adding an image of the actual building but the only one i can find has a Nazi parade in front of it#it was taken the day of the book burning raid and honestly if i were to include it then i'd add it to the first few paragraphs#and i think the story's better told when you uphold the hope Magnus Hirschfeld and all the researchers he worked with had#also keeps being brought up: yes Hirschfeld was a eugenicist. it was a popular belief set that was only discredited after WW2#Hirschfeld died in 1935. he literally didn't live long enough to see science turn against those beliefs and practices#considering how he changed his mind on transitions i like to think he would've changed his mind on eugenics too if he'd lived
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So I've been doing this thing for months where I just start grabbing one of my plushies to have as tummy support to prevent me from leaning too far forward towards my screen (the plush pushes me back as it's against the desk).
Maybe not good advice but for now it's better than me leaning all the way forward like a dog
#btw get a rlly hard/stuffed plush. ones that r too soft dont work and can practically feel the desk. its uncomfy#i got my sharkitty plush today. its smaller than i thought but its better than my octo plush that i have#the marshmallow looking ones. the splat 3 variant#im considering buying a large bear plush bc i love those + might be better#(i have one but i want another one)#etc
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world's longest staring contest GO-
#them. he??? wally plural <3#how are they the same little man....#looking between them in confusion so fast i get whiplash#one half of my brain: huh what huh what huh-#the other half: HOLY SHIT TWO WALLYS!!!!!! <3<3<3<3<3<3#wait would it be wallys or wallies#fr what Is wally plural#existential questions we should all ask ourselves#scribble garnish#welcome home#welcome home puppet show#welcome home fanart#wally darling#i got a little lost in the Sauce making this & finished before realizing i didnt copy it over to a new larger canvas#& do the final layer/colors/bg there#so its a Little Bit Lower Resolution than id like#BUT HEY ITS NOT LIKE THATS EVER STOPPED ME BEFORE!!!!#whatever whatever doesnt matter its done and im satisfied with it#& i fuckin better be bc working on this killed my wrist lmfao#nearly dropped my stylus at one point from the sudden Oofie Ouchie#suffice to say i will be queuing this & then taking a day-long break from my hobbies#which are all hell on the wrist#which means i will probably leave the house out of sheer boredom#maybe ill watch spiderverse. go get a tasty Beverage. take a walk. summon the old gods if im in a silly goofy mood#just now realizing i probably drew wally too small#puppet wally. og wally light of my life. AHAHA OOPSIES TOO LATE TO FIX IT NOW 🥲👍
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Hey. Don’t cry. “I fell in love with a lovely kitten. That kitten was myself.” and “I am happy because everyone loves me.” by Louis Wain, okay?
#louis wain#i've been in a louis wain mood lately i'm actually obsessed with his work#apparently the second one was made shortly after#some friends and fans raised money to get him into a better institution#which makes me feel an emotion
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Shadows and light ~
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warrior
#ruby rose#rwby#my art#for one of my assignments where we could chose any fictional character of our liking to render#wanted to go for weiss but#sweet baby bastard is so bloody white. i am not rendering all that white. naw#might draw her on my own time lol#ruby's v7 hair still greatly confuses me lmao#the ear is so fucked up hghhhh#this could've been better but im too tired to give any more fucks hjhhhhjh#one more week sth until sem break again!!! १(>益<१)#gonna go barf out the remaining work i gotta do byee
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‘not gonna color this’ local man says before blacking out and doing exactly that
#my art#zombiecleo#ethoslab#shoulda just waited a bit before posting the first one lol#i did cleo’s outfit from memory and missed a few details but honestly i think this works better#actually super proud of myself for making the colors work here zero adjustment layers or curves or nuthin
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zosantober day 12 - spicy
mandatory supplies stop
#this was my first thought#then I thought maybe I should just draw them making out#but Im posting these on ig as well and uhh idk#tumblr makes it so much easier to get through to fandom people ig is just shouting into the void but also irl people are there#ANYWAY#compo could be better but I think I made it work#also why did inktober spell it spicey with an E inside#is there sth I dont know I tried googling but it just says its an alt spelling#never seen that before#zosantober#one piece#sanji#zoro#zosan#inktober#inktober 2023#my art#one piece fanart
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yes & no by Natalie Wee | Trigun Ultimate Overhaul
#THIS HAS BEEN COOKING. FOR TWO MONTHS#trigun#vashwood#vash the stampede#nicholas d. wolfwood#vash#wolfwood#trigun maximum#mine#edit#trimax#trigun edit#tw suicide mention#for that one line#and#tw blood#hopefully there's nothing else I'm forgetting#long post#i guess#pls feel free to critique me on the alt texts I've never done it before and would love to know what I can do better#but uhhh yeah otherwise. enjoy my baby. I'm very proud of this#I do however need to not look at it for a while now#so aside from the IDs if there are mistakes. no there aren't <3#AND THANKS TO MY QPP EEE FOR LISTENING TO ME ENDLESSLY WORK ON THIS AND OFFERING ME INPUT AND CRITIGUE!!! <3333#god. it's finally done#edit: btw I could write so much on my choices in this and what I'm going for and little details. but I leave it to the masses to interpret
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Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!
#running from my responsibilities (drawing armour) by imagining post canon Kabru fashion#minor spoilers in the tags!#royal advisor Kabru’s office is probably overflowing with gifts from foreign dignitaries eyeing him up for marriage#and sacks of perfumed letters from Melini citizens#Marcille would be so sick of it#Laios also has his fair share of proposals#Yaad is like … boys spare us all and pick a suitable candidate already#well Yaad there’s a saying that goes two birds one stone#anyway lol#someone might have suggested to Laios ‘hey Kabru works so hard. you should show your appreciation.’#Laios (blushing sweating): uuuh how do i do that#Marcille probably: i hear it’s customary to give your royal advisor flowers the same colour as their beautiful blue eyes#Laios: well if you say so#but he starts having second thoughts bcs what if the gift is too romantic#so then Laios is like oh i know i just won’t sign it (:#fool proof plan Laios good job#totally not taking into account that Kabru can recognize his penmanship at a first glance#so at their next meeting Kabru is like ‘i wonder who my secret admirer in the castle is 😉’#and Laios sweats so hard he falls out of his throne#doesn’t Kabru of Melini have a nice ring to it#better yet …. Kabru Touden#much to consider#dungeon meshi#dungeon meshi spoilers#kabru#kabru of utaya#labru#if you squint#wasabi doodles
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Some comics
#rain world#comic#rw hunter#five pebbles#spearmaster#rivulet#artificer#First one is back when I first started to learn how play the game seriously#And was super jumpy about enemies because of it. Kept killing things before our buddy had the chance to try#I'm better now lmfao but it was still funny#Also I never draw riv the same way twice. Literally#I just choose a random pink purple and blue#Hope it works out#art
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Mudrock torso warning! Do not look below if you don't wanna see torso again!!
Thanks everyone who participated in the poll!
#I have heard the peoples' cries. The people want muscles#I've found that the sexy firefighter calendars are full of great references lol#Please don't tag this as unsafe for work it's just torso! The evangelical Tumblr censors better not block this one again lmao#Arknights#Mudrock#Pixel Art#Artists on Tumblr#Digital Art#She has a super cool outfit but for the life of me I couldn't figure out what was supposed to be what lol#AK
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APLAP (Assigned Pathetic Lifeform at Padawanship)
New padawan Obi-Wan trying to figure out how the FUCK to make his master listen and not abandon him to go running off following "the will of the force" when it hits him. Qui-Gon is perfectly happy stopping and taking care of pathetic life forms, but not Obi-Wan. That's it. He's always been prepared, always been dutiful, strong, self-sufficient.
He's cracked the code. He needs to be more pathetic.
The next time he senses Qui-Gon's about to run off he coordinates a scene of utmost pathetic-ness, that is, he throws himself into the nearest fountain. He trudges up to his master sopping wet, water-logged robes swallowing him, with hair sticking to his face and containing bits of algae from the fountain. He mumbles out an apology for being clumsy before looking up at Qui-Gon with the biggest, most woeful eyes possible to ask if he happened to bring any spare robes (he didn't, Obi-Wan knows this because he is usually the one to pack spare robes for them both). His wet hair is dripping water into his eyes that's beginning to turn them an irritated red, and there's algae sliding down the side of his face, it really is masterful work.
"Oh...I'm sure I'll be able to find something by myself, it's okay Master, I know you had important work to do."
Qui-Gon visibly hesitates. Obi-Wan starts shivering. He turns to walk away. He's stopped by his Master's hand on his shoulder. His Master, who walks back with him, who gets clean clothes from their hosts, who has folded like wet flimsi and even explains his stupid, stupid plan before choosing to hotwire a hoverbike with a passenger seat! Oh, Obi-Wan really has cracked the code!
Afterwards, Obi-Wan stages an increasingly pitiful accident for himself every time his patented 'Qui-Gon Jinn Bullshit' detector goes off. Eventually, his Master stops leaving him behind at all, even giving him funny looks when he turns around and Obi-Wan isn’t next to him. It never fails to make Obi-Wan grin and run to catch up. Sure, his reputation as a perfect padawan is in tatters, alongside his dignity, but it’s a small price to pay for a place at his Master’s side, for him to remember there’s a place for Obi-Wan there.
When the ray shields come up on Naboo, Qui-Gon doesn't charge ahead and leave his padawan behind, he hasn't for years. He waits for Obi-Wan because it feels wrong to do otherwise, his padawan belongs at his side.
Much, much later, when Obi-Wan is drinking to the end of the war with friends, Commander Cress will ask him how he kept General Jinn from running off for entire decade. Obi-Wan laughs, informs him, and resolutely ignores the scene Quinlan is making as the man cackles and pulls up a book to shove at them both, titled Classical Conditioning 101: A guide to subtle psychological manipulation.
#obi-wan: you ABANDON padawan? you leave him behind like lost toy? oh! oh! Jail for Master! Jail for Master for One Thousand Years!!!!#14 yr old obi decides the best way to deal with qui gon is to assign himself the mans poor little meow meow and uknow what it fucking works#accidentally stumbling into emotional vulnerability to have a better relationship#he's got the right answer with the wrong equation but we'll take it#obi wan kenobi#qui gon jinn#padawan obi wan#qui gon and obi wan#star wars
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Saw this amazing animation reel by animator Curie Lu and was inspired to do some animation with glowing freckles Danny.
I also made a second version with a special effect on the eyes like in the reference but I'm not sure whether it looks better or worse:
#danny phantom#fan art#fan animation#glowing freckles#danny fenton#2d animation#blender#grease pencil#my animation#my art#I tried to draw everything with Blender's grease pencil#actually not bad for pure 2d animation work#filling tool was a headache to understand in the beginning#but now I think this filling tool is even better than the ones in various 2d painting softwares
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