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31_days2006-03-11 10:30 am
[march 11] [bleach] works of art painted black
Title: Works of art painted black
Date/Theme: March 11 | To fabricate unknown-ness
Series: Bleach
Characters: Gin, Rangiku
Rating: PG
He liked dead things.
Once, they came across the carcass of a dead crow in the straw fields. He said he’d watched a cat get it days ago and that he was now curious as to how long it would take for it to decompose.
Matsumoto curled her lip and stepped back, not even able to really look at it without a retch crawling up her trachea. She turned to sit over by a pond and watch the koi fish. He allowed her to leave him there, his legs tucked under him as he squatted low towards his preferred spectacle.
By sunset he was beside her again, smelling of decay, as if he had rolled in the corpse like a dog might. The smell seemed to soak through everything; her hair, her clothes, her skin that was beginning to crawl.
This moment became the first where she thought on how his allure was so similar to death’s own. It would not be the last.
Date/Theme: March 11 | To fabricate unknown-ness
Series: Bleach
Characters: Gin, Rangiku
Rating: PG
He liked dead things.
Once, they came across the carcass of a dead crow in the straw fields. He said he’d watched a cat get it days ago and that he was now curious as to how long it would take for it to decompose.
Matsumoto curled her lip and stepped back, not even able to really look at it without a retch crawling up her trachea. She turned to sit over by a pond and watch the koi fish. He allowed her to leave him there, his legs tucked under him as he squatted low towards his preferred spectacle.
By sunset he was beside her again, smelling of decay, as if he had rolled in the corpse like a dog might. The smell seemed to soak through everything; her hair, her clothes, her skin that was beginning to crawl.
This moment became the first where she thought on how his allure was so similar to death’s own. It would not be the last.
