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@viciousvizard asked:
Kicks his door open—!
“WHO ARE YA DATIN’?”
Quickly turns towards the ruckus. He's a little surprised but then given who it is, he's not too taken aback by the entrance she's made.
"Now, now, Hiyori-san! Dating is quite the — defining term. I wouldn't go so far as to call it that just yet.~" He does nothing to hide the crooked smirk over thoughts of the situation and future possibilities that lie therewithin.
@castleofmxses asked:
Kazui Kurosaki could be seen sitting by the shop keepers store entrance....was...was that a soul butterfly..and was he talking to it, surprisingly yes.
Idle, subtle intrigue settles over the scene at play, Urahara is inclined to observation as the child is contented in keeping to himself for the time being only he wasn't entirely alone. A curious thing indeed. The shopkeep wonders; {might the boy have given into the innocence that children are prone to, daydreams and mechinations of the imagination or was this something more? Had he been taught or shown the ways of the shinigami by someone, a friend maybe?}
He soon takes a few steps from where he had stood.
"Well, well, made a new friend, I see~."
♡ for urahat and we should totally rp sometime :>
Detailed Pre-Established Relationship Meme
Send me a ♡ and I’ll bold what I want to see with our muses and italicize things I may be open to! (send “heart!” if the symbol is unavailable)
I want our muses to be: friends | ex-friends(totally down for dealing with the residual resentment that would be there and building back from there.) | rivals | rivals with sexual/romantic tension | enemies | enemies with sexual/romantic tension | lovers | ex-lovers | partners/coworkers | pen pals/internet friends | friends with benefits | soulmates
Our muses met: as children | as teenagers | as adults | just recently | mixed varied ages(mentor/father figure)
(for romance) Our muses’ relationship is: still exciting and lively | stable | starting to feel awkward | in jeopardy | romantic, but the sexual attraction is fading | sexual, but the romantic attraction is fading | toxic and self-destructive | unrequited, with my muse pining after yours | unrequited, with your muse pining after mine | determined by fate
(for rivals) Our muses’ relationship is: awkward | fiery | friendly | petty | mostly for show | losing its spark | starting to develop into something more | one-sided, with my muse considering yours a rival | one-sided, with your muse considering mine a rival | determined by fate
(for enemies) Our muses’ relationship is: dangerous to themselves | dangerous to others | based on family matters(I would write it but I wouldn't exactly want to see it from this angle althought my muse can be very undermining, untrustworthy and manipulative so I understand the possibility being there) | based on professional matters | based on lies/misunderstandings(completely on my muse's end if it should occur) | unpredictable | passionate | nothing personal at first, but changes with time | determined by fate(Urahara doesn't believe in fate or destiny in a conventional sense but he does believe in the energies behind free-will and karmic duality.)
(for friends) Our muses’ relationship is: stable | sickeningly sweet | the kind of close friendship that makes others jealous | falling apart(Understandably on shakey grounds at times) | based on shared interests | based on circumstance (like school or work) | based on family ties(adoptive family but it still stands imo) | developing into something more (romantic/sexual) | developing into something more (antagonistic) | determined by fate
@viciousvizard asked:
Pokes her head into the shop. Helps herself to a handful of sweets and then skulks off into the back of the shop. "Oiii.... Kisuke...?? Have ya popped yer clogs or sommat?"
"Well, well, if it isn't Hiyori-san! It's been awhile, hasn't it~?" He drops what he'd been working on to greet her in full. She's found him. He's been lost to his own mechinations again, obsessing over his workbench and working out personal research.
"Good one, you know, I think I'm going to have to remember that one. Next time I need a believable excuse." His response is followed by a chuckle that has a slight warm undertone lingering within it.
"Well, now—isn't that something."
"—How very, alluring."
@viciousvizard
viciousvizard asked:
“I’ve got to learn to stop asking you questions.” / Love or Kisuke
And there she was, right on time no less, although, he had expected as much. For all of her kicking, hollering, and resentful rebellious threats he never once knew her to be of an unreliable nature. Which for him meant that he could, in fact, count on her.
The ol' dusty shopkeep sensed something of a queue from his short-statured, short-tempered friend as she stood there before him bearing down with something of a glare so he took to pushing himself up from his seated position now lumbering over her in his lanky but over clothed form, his coat flowing around him as he did so. He kept a hand compressed down atop his flimsy striped hat all the while, offering only a shallow grin in greeting. The brim kept low as not to fully disclose his features. All the easier to avoid direct eye-contact.
"Well, now, you wanted to know more about where the others are and how to help so I gave you that list there. I expect gathering up the supplies went off without much trouble for you.~"
Despite his humble presentation he was met with tension, nothing he didn't foresee, the situation had gotten much more dire at an escalated pace. It was natural for others to be wrought with doubts and worry. Not even her sarcasm could mask it. Nor could his best efforts to supply a pleasant demeanor.
"The sooner we begin, the sooner we can find an end to everything. It'll all be over before you know it, Hiyori-san. Now, if you don't mind please bring the samples over to this platform." Despite her compliance, she made it clear that she was unsatified with the way Urahara had chosen to handle things, he listened to every word of her contempt but he had not much to say in return.
Truth of it was, it hadn't been his choice alone.
There wasn't time to explain, he turned from her, a dry swallow taking place. They would just have to trust him. Something stirred him while his thoughts swarmed, he knew that given their past it wasn't an easy task for her or her fellow vizard but it was necessary. He had a plan, it was the best he could do to put it into action.
And he had no intention of holding back. Not like those days in their past.
"When situations change we do what we can to readjust and adapt."
@sphaeraa
sphaeraa asked:
Manifests behind where he's lingering about. Leans in and... BITES THE HECK OUTTA HIS SHOULDER. [ for Kisuke ~ ]
Oh, so it was play time was it~
Lazy though he may appear, he was always well prepared and ready for any encounter.
"Run"
yumichikah asked:
ugh, everything hurts. //at Urahara around episode 141
@yumichikah
The battle had been one of severity, they'd managed to make it out with minimal casualties, for that, they surely could be grateful. Arrancars as a threat posed severe difficulties, so much so it had prompted the hat-wearing man to make an appearance in person to even the odds, so to speak.
Within the aftermath, they'd all been rallied at the shop, first aid and a decent meal was offered by uncommon, extended, personal invitation.
The grief in his comrade's voice was clear and earnest, he felt himself inclined to understand, the shopkeep wasn't a man entirely without sympathy. Despite what many layers served well at hiding. Still, he couldn't help himselff as his more playful nature grabbed a hold of him and he displayed a grievious and concerned expression.
"This could be serious. I can tell by just looking. We should act quickly!" He stopped just short of adding a dramatic gasp. Walking over towards a cabinet, he began to rummage through, picking out items he would call necessary for the situation at hand before turning back around.
And so a more sincere and somewhat heartfelt smile revealed itself, softer in a way, from his more typical over-stretched grin or the other one in his repertoire, the crooked smirk.
"Luckily for you, I think I've got just the thing to fix you right up~!"
"All I need is your preference and consent. Now then, would you prefer treatment administered orally or via injection?"
