Kisuke tosses himself down at the kitchen table and presses his forehead against the cool wood to try and center himself; he hadn’t expected to find the stranger awake when he went to check on the man, and he certainly hadn’t expected to find the man in tears! He’s going to have to figure out …
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It’s nearly pitch-black under the tree by the time they’re finished eating, what little light there is barely enough to see Urahara and Alexis’ outlines, and it’s… it’s tempting to just call it a night and try to get some rest. He won’t though. Can’t. Not when he promised to make up for his earlier …
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Kisuke wakes the next morning with a warm, heavy weight draped across his chest. He swallows and forces his breathing to stay even, stay calm, despite the way Erich is plastered across his body, face tucked against Kisuke’s neck and one leg slotted between Kisuke’s, thigh unbearably close to… close to… He swallows again. Squeezes …
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Erich sets aside his empty bowl and lifts his water glass to take a drink, listening absently to the banter between Kisuke and Tsukabishi; he’d known the two were long-time friends, and that Tsukabishi had followed Kisuke out of Seireitei when Kisuke was exiled, but knowing it and hearing stories about their time growing up …
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Ren taps their fingers against their thigh as they stare down at the map and consider the area where Shadow had indicated with his paw; his people are closer to Kamiki Village than Ren expected, which is a bit concerning. They’ve seen little sign of newcomers in the area, despite Shadow’s people settling in the …
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There’s something bothering Erich. Kisuke risks another glance up from his nearly-empty box to check on his friend, hoping Erich doesn’t notice his steadily growing worry, but— He really doesn’t need to hope, does he? Erich is busy sorting through his own box, gaze focused and hands sure, but there’s a strange undercurrent of nervous …
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Erich drifts awake, exhausted but far too hot to stay asleep, and tries to twist onto his back, tries to throw off the blanket— Only to blink, groggy and confused, at the way he can’t move. There’s an arm around his chest, pulling him tight to a broad, warm chest, and a leg slung over …
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Erich hauls a new box onto Kisuke’s workbench and absently uses his reiatsu to slice it open, mind still focused on what he sensed — or rather didn’t sense — from Kisuke earlier; the rough edges of the man’s soul and the shadings of desire-longing-want were almost expected — such intimate reiatsu sharing had a …
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Kisuke darts into the kitchen and immediately flings himself into a chair at the little kitchen table, slumping over with a pained whine. The table is cold against his bare skin, an awkward reminder than he hadn’t even paused to get dressed before fleeing his own room, but he can’t bring himself to care right …
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Morning comes far too early. Erich drapes an arm over his eyes, blocking out the sunlight pouring over him in an attempt to get back to sleep. He has no idea what time they finally called it quits, has no idea how long he’s actually managed to sleep, but… He absolutely regrets staying up so …
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“Rerugen-san? Is something wrong?” Kisuke asks in concern, wondering why Rerugen is standing in front of the Shoten at almost four in the morning. He waits a moment, worry growing deeper, as Rerugen just stares blankly at him, mouth slightly open and eyes wide, then frowns and steps back to gesture the man inside. “Maa, …
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3&11 for Erich/Kisuke skyshinigamialchemist (3: Accidental Marriage, 11: It’s not a date, we swear — Erich/Kisuke) Erich sweeps his gaze over the collection of boxes starting to take up a good portion of Kisuke’s lab, then lets his breath hiss through his teeth. While he appreciates the chance to examine relics hoarded — and potentially …
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Erich wakes with a gasp and twists free of his tangled blankets, heart beating a frantic pace in his chest and mouth sour with the taste of blood— (He drank— he drank blood!) (He drank Yhwach’s blood!) His body is trembling, cold and hot and restless with the memory of— of Yhwach laughing at him. …
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“—left them to rest in the Ugendo,” Jyuushiro ends his report with, keeping his gaze on the Soutaicho as he does; he knows better than most how his old teacher feels about powerful, unaligned strangers, and he’d rather keep things as neutral as possible at the moment. (Like downplaying Urahara Kaito’s strength.) (After all, he …
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Erich has no idea how long it takes for his tears to finally run out, he just knows that it feels like an eternity. An eternity of clinging to Urahara’s jinbei — clinging to Urahara’s spiritual power — and sobbing like a goddamned child after some… some nightmare or something. (He’s never going to be …
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