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[kyousei-archive]

     @galleryfake​ sᴀɪᴅ: it wasn’t often that he gets the chance to show affection in the covert ways he preferred to, given that everyone around him towered over him too much for it to not be /completely/ obvious when he wanted to reach someone’s hands or face. so naturally, given this chance, while Shal was helpfully crouched down to peer out of a small opening in the wall that was set right at Koru’s eye level, he would lay a gentle hand on the blonde’s shoulder to keep him anchored and place a chaste, lingering kiss on his cheek, slowly coming to the realization of what he’d done /while they were on orders/ and drawing shyly back in a flash. // unprompted

     Shalnark is crouching with his elbows resting upon his knees as they peer through the conveniently Kortopi-height opening that allowed them to spy on their next target from a distance. Not that Shal couldn’t handle the group of thugs by himself, but any additional information was always helpful when dealing with high-value thievery. Anyone not in the business would be surprised how much fools let slip when they think no one is watching.

     There is a sigh that parts his lips while one hand comes to cup his cheek opposite of his partner. This was boring! They were sitting around playing cards and he’s certain things would be a lot more interesting if he just managed to get a needle into one of them--...

     Hm?

     A blond brow raises with the feeling of Kortopi’s small hand on his shoulder and a pair of cool lips on his cheek. He turns a little, face warm with a grin that smushes the opposing side of his face up into his palm and eye in an all-too adorable display of Shalnark’s goofiness.

     ❝What’re we gonna tell Danchou if he finds out you have other things on the brain, huh, ‘Topi?❞

[queensconquest]

 galleryfake said:⭐ for kortopi & kalluto? :3c

(  RELATIONSHIP BUILDING ) ⭐️ (or multiple) for a headcanon about our muses.

1. If not around Feitan, Phinks, or Machi, Kalluto tends to gravitate towards Kortopi. He doesn’t feel pressured to talk if he doesn’t want to, which is just fine with Kalluto since he’s not used to talking a lot.

2. In his free time, Kalluto tends to sit and do origami. This includes origami people (not his nen paper dolls, but elaborate origami people like THIS ). Kalluto made a very detailed version of Kortopi and gave it to him as a gift. And by give i mean offered it without a word.

3. If there’s a question in regards to matters of the troupe, Kortopi’s one of, if not the, first person Kalluto tends to task.

4.  Kortopi tends to be the one to need to prompt Kalluto to sleep / eat sometimes. He’s often overlooked given the fact Kalluto sticks more to the outside (though he is improving!) and will go for a while without either due to his training, which he still works on.

[painxpacker]

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Kortopi was usually much more aware of his surroundings, but the heavy rain buffeting him kept him at a high level of discomfort, so much so that his Nen field barely registered a person approaching him. His entire body shivered from the cold, hugging himself tighter as he prepared to allow this person to pass, only for a sudden relief to wash over him.

He was being shielded from the rain.

What… who…

He looked up through the wet hair stuck to his face.

Feitan.

Kortopi’s visible eye suddenly shone, sparkled almost with gratitude, and his aura became a lot less threatening, quietly delighting in the other’s company. He huddled closer to Feitan, nearly touching, but making sure not to get his clothes wet from how absolutely soaked he was himself.

“Thank you.” He offered shyly, wringing some of the moisture from his hair. “It suddenly started pouring out of nowhere…”

     The lower half of features sank deeper into fabric as he adjusted his posture, in order to allow for a more comfortable stride while sharing the umbrella. His choice in weaponry came in handy for multiple purposes, unsatisfactory weather included, even if that wasn’t its intended usage. As simple as the act may have been, it was a luxury that he would offer up to very few, this individual the main recipient. 

     The wrinkle between brows eased up, to soften features an inkling as he paid a glance to the soggy mass of hair now beside him. A subtle sigh falling from slightly parted lips at the nonchalant attitude on the matter displayed by the other. Though he had come to expect little different from the other over time. 

                                         “ You trying to get a cold or something? “

[kyousei-archive]

     @galleryfake​ sᴀɪᴅ: Tiny yawn as he drapes his arms across Shal's shoulders like a friendly throw rug.

     ❝-- Not too sure if I’m the most comfortable to lay on like that for a nap, ‘Topi. Want me to find you a nice spot to lay down? Oh! I can play with your hair if your put your head on my lap!❞

[kyousei-archive]

     @galleryfake​ sᴀɪᴅ: “What happens after we (humans) die?” - for dragon dad ! // late nights

     ❝It isn’t my place to say.❞ Hyourinmaru speaks matter-of-factly, leaving no room for discussion on the topic. Of course he knows what happens after the humans passed on... His duty as a Zanpakutou was much more than serving as a weapon -- he was a bridge between this world and the next. Though it isn’t often that he is able to perform the Soul Burial these days with his Master’s own role in Seireitei, he considered it to be most honorable.

     There are days he misses it, and in these moments of quiet where his Captain is in the World of the Living, Hyourinmaru would help those souls he found during his wandering make the journey to Soul Society.

     ❝You’ll find out when it is your time, though I do not know when that is. I hope I will be the one to show you.❞

[kyousei-archive]

     @galleryfake​ sᴀɪᴅ: " Reading things on your laptop again? What are you studying this time? "

     ❝Nothing much, really. I know Danchou was looking for more targets to steal so I was checking out some auctions that were going to happen soon. What do you think, ‘Topi?❞ Shalnark moves a little to his left to allow Kortopi room to view the screen. Upon it there were images of items that were going to be featured, one of which was a collection of critically endangered Magical Beast taxidermy specimens. 

[kyousei-archive]

     @galleryfake​ sᴀɪᴅ: “ you’ll feel better if you talk about it . i’m here to listen . ”

     ❝Haha! Talk about what, ‘Topi? Uvo is--❞

     As soon as the words leave Shalnark’s mouth he realizes his mistake and the rest of the sentence dies in his throat. His eyes go wider than he expected and any hint of his smile quickly fades in his expression.

     Right.

     Uvo was.

     This is the first time he speaks the bear’s name aloud since he was given the news of Uvogin’s passing and already he’s messed it up. He could hear his beloved’s booming laughter in the distance but he knows its only a trick of the mind. Uvo would think that was funny, yet Shalnark can’t bring himself to laugh about it. The wound was still too fresh.

     All he’d wanted was for Uvogin to burst through the doors, war cry echoing across the room with the chain-user’s severed head in his hands. Instead there was only silence.

     The expectation was to remain together, at least for the other Spiders. They all knew the loss of Uvogin landed the hardest on Shalnark, but they all had work to do. There was no time for grief, not until those who had caused this tragedy had paid.

     ❝Uvo was...❞ Shalnark correct himself, tone far less excited than moments before. He didn’t dare look at Kortopi directly any longer, not from the sting of the red glow that threatened the edges of his irises or the wetness that desperately wanted to stain his cheeks. ❝Uvo was... probably having a blast in his fight just like always.❞

[kyousei-archive]

     @galleryfake​ sᴀɪᴅ: Affectionately lays a few firm pats on Shal's biceps. A good and strong boy. Buff and friend-shaped.

     See these arms?? Wii Sports Resort.