Deft, Depth, Death
Link to DA: skilly-n-duff.deviantart.com/#/d2ukonx
For centuries, she had been the one to hold the gaze of the dying as they took their final journey. She had stared into Death so often that, if you dared, you would see Him looking back at you from behind Unohana Retsu’s kind smile.
Unohana, braiding her hair for some unknown fancy occasion (*coughDateWithKenpachicouch*) And to forstall your future questions, that’s Dutch braiding, Yes, I can do it on my own hair, no, I don’t have pictures, and yes, you can learn too. www.dreamweaverbraiding.com is a site I stumbled accross years ago and LOVE IT.
I don’t know what sort of undies they wear in SS…made my best guess.
Story about the eyes--In Elementary School I had a teacher who had the brightest, most piercing blue eyes you've ever seen. They were also slightly unfocused. This gave you the unsettling feeling that you really never could tell if he was looking directly at you or not.
Medium: Newsprint, conte crayon.
Time: Hm. 2 and a half movies. (Commentary for Monster Inc, Sinbad, half of the commentary for Sinbad)
I'm fairly sure that next week will be Gin but I'm going to put out a mature warning on it now for blood/guts/gore/creepy. There's just an image of him I can't get out of my head...