familiar
it is all drawn in confusing series of blobs: a small boy & a tall girl, sharing a familiar brown-red box, eating chocolate covered cookies out from it. her /you'll be famous one day, rohan-chan!/ the red cursive winked at him, drawing a pocky stick for an exclamation mark (reimi sucks at horoscopes, but she does make good prophecies.)
i miss you
The perfect match color to you
Live in a different world.
when i was 12 i babysat this girl for a few years and she would come to me and show me her art, drag me by my wrists and point at the pieces she’d made during the week. and she’d be like “do the voice” and i’d put on a sports-announcer olympics-style voice and be like “such form! this level of coloring! why i haven’t seen such perfection in crayola in a long time. and what is this? why jeff, now this is a true risk… it seems she’s made … a monochrome pink canvas…. i haven’t seen this attempted since winter 1932… and i gotta say, jeff, it’s absolutely splendid” and she’d fall back giggling. at the end of every night she’d check with me: “did you really like it?” and i’d say yes and talk about something i noticed and tucked her in.
she was just accepted into 3 major art schools. she wrote me a letter. inside was a picture from when she was younger. monochrome pink.
“thank you,” it said, “to somebody who saw the best in me.”
I can’t put this into words, but it overflows from my heart
(Mr Children - 花の匂い)
I LOVE HOW
rohan called koichi first during the whole cheap trick ordeal bc you know he’s a dependable friend and all and he’s alive
so when that didn’t work out
he headed for REIMI’S PLACE I’M–
so it’s like she saves him again and again i’m–
(ok that’s probably not what it’s supposed to mean but let me be i’m just a poor shipper with a poor shipper heart)
edit:
bye
goodbye
i’m dead
forever
bye
“girls who wear pale pink nail polish are afraid to love. at the critical phase of a relationship they always withdraw.” —- “there’s nothing holding us here anymore. the time has come for us to move on. but little rohan, you promise not to cry if we go?”
“oooh you’re gonna get dumped by a girl!” —- “since this is the last time, i’ll tell the truth! i’ll miss you! and i don’t want you to go!”
With you.
title : apparitions summary : on the pages, rohan sees her again. and again. and again. notes: for @okashiras , the culprit who had taken me to this wonderful hell.
there is ink in his fingers, filling in the spaces underneath his nails.
he smells of wet coal and blood, but he knows that with enough will, heavens will burst open its gates for just a single word.
could he break open the skies, and voraciously write on its every page? would the world break? could he exhume bones from the earth and illustrate every vein, muscle and skin back? he could draw out her soul like from the depths of an inkwell. he could have her breathe again and touch and make that abrupt longing gone from..!!
he can trace every line of flowing red at her back, each curve and caress. he can perfectly mimic the brown of her hair, the almost dusk of her eyes. he can make her wear the colours of rose gold based from louvre sunsets; he can make her bright and beautiful and alive.
it makes him mad, as he finds her again, lingering at every corners of his panels - a secret smile that curves at the edges. rohan-chan, her gaze seem to greet, while his main characters converse. hello
("kishibe-sensei," the interviewer gushes, as the world had seen glimpses of her - her hand, her locks, her shoulder; her shadows lingering at every work he had done. "who is that woman?"
he doesn't have the courage to tell them.
i didn't draw her.)