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that-was-anticlimactic · 5 months ago
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all of my dreams are in color
His hand is the brush now, his blood the ink. He drags his injury across the canvas, spreading it haphazardly across the weretiger’s scattered limbs.
It stings, not a lot, but enough, and for a moment, Ryuunosuke thinks he feels human again.
Yes, blood is a fine substitute for ink.
[or, akutagawa paints the weretiger and reflects]
🖌2,400 words | akutagawa-centric, sskk🖌
🖌a birthday present for @ryuvnosuke <3🖌
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