Colds are Hot

A blog dedicated to sniffling, sneezing, and sick anime boys.

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Sick vampire.

There’s like 8 absurdities in this thing.

Big thank you to @wamuu who generously bribed me to actually draw this with kofi donations, and the ever wonderful @pomlivv who helped me find something mundane DIO could use his fangs for and came up with the cork line! 

[snez-plez]

Snz art of Edgeworth? And it's official??? Hecc yes

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I've loved this art for 5ever but never knew it was official! 🙀🙀🙀

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Is it weird that I find sick!oikawa adorable?

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sick Yuki Sohma in Fruits Basket episode 9

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commission for anon / bust / rough

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Could someone draw a picture of a sick and sneezy Gaara, if possible? Please?

if anyone wants to help anon out

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commission for @nezumichan16 / thigh up / cel

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Rashomon

I got bitten by the Fruits Basket bug today and decided to write an angsty introspective piece about Hatori Sohma. For those who don’t know, Hatori is a doctor who is responsible for the health of his cursed family. Each member transforms into an animal from the Chinese Zodiac, with Hatori being the dragon. He’s overworked and stoic to a fault, and has trouble forming connections with people ever since Akito, the sickly and dangerous head of the family, forced him to erase his girlfriend Kana’s memory and sever ties with her.  In this story, Hatori has a cold and is forced to stay in his room and rest - he can’t help out his patients if he’s contagious, and he knows he needs to rest. But worrying about what his patients might be doing without him, combined with badly missing Kana, makes it hard. 

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They took an unexpected swim.

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“Kacchan is acting like a tsundere again~”

Prompt inspired by @bnhajourney

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Part two of his ongoing struggle. 

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No Rehearsal Tonight

Commission for an anon on kofi who requested sick!Kiku and caretaking!Shin from Shouwa Genroku Rakugo which is a gem of an anime. I used a few Japanese words so here’s the translations. Enjoy!

Rakugo - the art of storytelling/spoken word theater

Haori - traditional kimono jacket

Yukata - casual garment worn by men

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No Rehearsal Tonight

The slow shut of the paper screen alerted Shin that Kiku had returned. Laying on the floor, Shin propped his hand beneath his head elevating himself with his elbow, his brown eyes following his dark haired friend who muffled a barking cough into his haori sleeve.

“Did the old man understand?” Shin asked as Kiku ruffled his hair which faintly stuck to the dampness lining his temples.

Resting his cane against the wall, Kiku staggered a bit, a wave of dizziness swept over him. Shin jumped up immediately, easing the fellow storyteller down to the cooler wood floor. Kiku coughed again grimacing a bit as he swallowed.

“He did.” Kiku replied hoarsely running a hand over this throat gently trying to massage away the fiery pain.

A thin smile formed on Shin’s lips. “Knew he would, you being his successor and all. No rehearsal tonight.”

“Shin…” Kiku’s weak voice still managed some bite to his friends name. Another cough, dryer harsher escaped him, forcing him to bend forward.

“Easy Bon. Here come with me.” Shin threw Kiku’s arm around his neck and slowly stood carrying the ill man to the bedroom. A futon sat on the floor, Shin kicked the blanket away with his foot. “Here, lay down.” His voice soft, calm, bringing more comfort than any medicine.

Kiku, exhausted from the walk collapsed, his legs finally giving out. The ends of his yukata flaring about as his body hit the soft futon. His black hair fell in front of his dark eyes which only saw a blurry room. A raucous harsh cough rocked him hard enough, Kiku rolled onto his side, gasping for needed breath.

Kneeling down, Shin bent his arm beneath his friends head, gently propping Kiku up. “Sounds bad.”

Exhausted, Kiku’s eyes rolled, he barely grunted a reply. Shin eased him back down covering his friend with the blanket. His hand gently brushed against the fellow storyteller’s forehead. “Burnin’ there Bon.” Shin shook his head, his short brown curls settling around his eyes.

Kiku barely heard the words, they floated around him like moths. His aching head pounded against the pillow, the brief touch of Shin fingers relieved some of the pain.

Removing a cigarette from his pocket, Shin placed it between his lips while striking a match. Inhaling deeply, Shin blew the smoke up towards the ceiling. “Don’t be moving from that spot Bon, not ‘til you feel better.” He took another drag the cigarette end crackled.

Kiku coughed, the dry hacking sound sent a twinge down Shin’s spine. His friend convulsed under the blanket as another cough wracked his thin body.

“Here.” Shin crushed out his cigarette then lumbered up. “Fetch you some water.” His hand slid the door open. “Cloth too.” Stepping into the hall he began to close the screen.

“Shin…” Kiku’s gravely voice croaked, his dark eyes fluttered as he looked up at his friend. “Thank you.”

A hint of a smile graced Shin’s lips as he nodded then slide the door shut.

End

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Big bro Rin taking care of his sick yet stubborn little brother.

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