omg, I actually wrote something. And finished it. Jeez, I've been negligent. It took me ages to get this down to 100 words exactly. It was 99 everytime I checked the word count after the most recent edits. But I won.
I hate making a sad Renji, but in my birthday character pieces I try to include as few other characters as possible, and I can't write Renji alone as anything but angsty. Poor Renji! I feel your pain!
Title: “Possession”
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Renji
Rating: PG (Renji says a potty-word)
Word Count: 100
Time: 11 minutes
Disclaimer: Bleach not mine.
All wanted, he could never have. All Renji had, nothing.
He had Zabimaru, who was him, really. He had his position, which had never meant anything to him, except what it meant about his ability to be strong enough for a certain person. But he was never strong enough, never more than a stray dog howling at a star.
Renji would say, “Fuck poetically pretty.” Beautiful the metaphor may be, but living it wasn’t. Heroes in fairy tales could live happily ever after. Renji wanted something that mattered, before he died alone in the street like the mutt he was.