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2. Renji; General; drabble - very, very close to 100 words; rated higher for one naughty word

He didn't mind pain.

People always asked if it hurt, getting the whole of his body inked. But it was like a bite, a prick - come to feel familiar, stretched across his skin; and the pain no longer seemed such a foreign sensation. He drew comfort from it - that pain, needle and ink, artwork appearing across the length of his body. He liked the angles and lines, patterns of black twisting from his forehead downwards.

He didn't mind their doubts; but if anyone else asked about his fucking eyebrows... Zabimaru'd make sure they never had to worry about eyebrows again.

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