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Jules of Nature

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Love Begins

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Nurse Wen Ning from my fic "Oh and I have to tell you-! (Well does this sound compel you?)" (Pride fic!!)
Still working on his design (mostly tattoos-)
sometimes a trans headcanon is 5 pages of careful textual analysis and reasoning and sometimes it's "i know this doesn't make sense but it's my favourite character and i get to decide the gender" and sometimes you have both within the same media and that's beautiful.
The water was muddy. It had been steadily getting darker. Thicker too. It had been turning more and more viscous, less like water and more like a lake of ageing blood, heavy in its weight and eager to drag him further below the surface.
Water, or whatever it was that filled the lake, crashed over his head. Wen Ning had long forgotten the reflex of gasping. He did so. The water eagerly rushed to fill the empty chasm. He kicked against the viscous water, legs like lead as he did so. He was barely beneath the surface, he could still break it.
Once more it held tight like a friend. What a thing it was to both desire and despise what kept him alive. Wen Ning had made his peace with it. Once. It had listened then. Though it might not have been him it listened to.
Some Wangning (give it some time to cook) to christen the blog!
Since tumblr is on a mission to hide my own art from me, sideblog time Also the first complete pieces of digital art with background n colours n stuff that I've ever done!
Scene from chapter 3 of my fic!! (will be in the notes, title is The Path that led Him to You)