Sequel to this fic, which apparently does not count as Urahara/Rukia because they never actually touch. So this is written per that h0r jaina's request yesterday.
Unbetaed, ~2200 words; expect periodic edits.
( Is it so wrong what I've done? Making my appreciation for Kuchiki-san known? )
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Another entry that got out of hand. It's unfinished, but I'll post the beginning for now. ~2900 words, not betaed. UraYoru, no prompt given.
Set pre-series, and many liberties taken with everyone's ages. Urahara and Yoruichi are in the shinigami equivalent of their late teens, Shunsui and Ukitake are a bit older, maybe the equivalent of their early-mid twenties. Byakuya is probably around 8-ish. I'm doing my best to make people recognizable as younger versions of themselves.
( For some unknown reason, his squad had all woken up rather more dim-witted than usual... )
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Ichigo/Tatsuki, locker room. I have NEVER been able to comfortably write Ichigo. XD I think our respective kinds of stupid are too different from each other or something. ONCE AGAIN no actual pr0n I swear I know the point of this month.
Around 940 words. Thanks to jaina for looking it over for me.
( Did I say don't help me? I said stop stalking me. )
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I am incredibly intimidated writing these two, but good to stretch yourself and all that, right? Hope you enjoy!
prompt: goosebuimps
Not betaed, 713 words.
( They didn't have pepper sauce, but I'm not certain you should have any in your condition anyway. )
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