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[malewife-urahara]

miscellaneous cursed mspaint doodles

[urashindig]

Welcome one, welcome all, to the Urashindig!

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Hello everyone! We come bearing challenges! This was originally going to be a week-long bleach ship challenge but we thought it'll be more fun if it was 24/7 365.

Essentially this is going to be a challenge-centered urashin event in which participants can write/draw. Each challenge is sectioned into tiers of difficultly (labeled masterfully by mod mix as varying degrees of cooked egg) and you are encouraged to do whatever you find would be the most fun or the most comfortable.

The only prompt you have to go on is to portray urashin in some fashion. Showcase their dynamic in whatever way you see fit. 

Below the read more line will be the actual challenges!

FAQ

Over-Easy

Rainbow- have a character who’s clothing/appearance/powers appear in each color of the rainbow [red orange yellow green blue purple

The rainbow one but names of people this time and the first letter of their names make an acronym that spells urashin 

That idea you always wanted to create but never thought anyone would be interested in? go make it

Redraw a meme with urashin :3

Medium rare 

The sugarberry challenge- write it all in one go, no edits, no looking back, no planning, grasp the first idea that hooks you and write it all out and hit post while making the :3 face, or a continuous line drawing

You can only use monotone colors (black, gray, white) for lineart, coloring and shading (optional)

Redraw a panel with kisuke and shinji as a re-imagining (any panel existing with the both of them can be used and it must be colored and lined!); should incorporate personal elements or interpretations of the scene

Start a fic from the very ending (like how you write a mystery, figure out the mystery and work backwards)

Hard boiled

Write a fic without using the letter K or S (or both, dealer’s choice, if you really want to spice it up) 

Draw a simple piece with your non dominant hand 

You must write a fic only using words the same length or less than the names Shinji, Hirako, Kisuke, or Urahara. (ex: kisuke has six letters so you can only use words six letters or less throughout the fic)

Pointillism. 

Ultimate fried rice 

Write a fic composed entirely of palindrome sentences. 

Draw a piece entirely upside down (no drawing it normally and then flipping it upside down)

Mystery box

Mystery boxes will come in segments and are a bit of a surprise thing (hence the name) so send an ask if you want one!

Buddy 

Write the ending of a fic, get some else to write the beginning for you

One person finds a bunch of images (don’t have to match up really it can be random) and the other person has to create a cohesive piece with those pictures (can be literal like modeling from them or symbolism)

Person A writes about 200 words, and then Person B has to continue it with only the last sentence from Person A’s writing. This switches between them about 5 times (1000 words). The two people essentially don’t know what the fic is going to look like until the end

[ryllen]

Look what came through the mail today! The letters & ( •̀ω•́ )σ 3 little gremlins from letterstoear.

Just wanna say i adore the flower stickers on the letters too much, they are that much worth mentioning.

[wolftails-funkin-arts]

I AM BACK TO MESS WITH TUNNER >:D

*squishes his little face and messes with his ears*

ALSO YOU'RE NOT SAFE EITHER JEVIN >:D

*also squishes his face*

From your silly lavender sprunki >:3

"Hmph?"

"Mmm!"

[animasolascreenshots]

John as Faith (was a trip I wasn't prepared for).

Cutscene replacer mod by @xbaebsae.

[cashmoneychiyo]

Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun Chapter 140, Part 2

Part 1 here [x]

© Cash Money Chiyo (@grolia, min, and @waxlightjohn!)

[inaris-pokemon-world]

The Roach on your wall:

I hunger, Kit...

My children require sustenance, Kit...

You cannot ignore me, Kit...

My antennas have successfully synced to your brainwaves, Kit...

You will comply to my will, Kit...

𝑶𝒓 𝒃𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔. . .

My cat’s gonna eat you if you’re not careful, little guy!

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

Merrins new art for feh is so bad.

? no its not

[malewife-urahara]

Hai urashin prompt: beach day special in which Shinji hates the sun and Kisuke took “clothing optional” as a sign from god. OR. Second prompt woah 2 for 1. Angst prompt: small talk about guilt, regret, and kissing guys with issues.

To preface, anon I am so sorry that this took so long. It has been a truly absurd amount of time which you did not deserve. This most like does not do your request justice but I have attempted to as asked and answered the second prompt you gave. I spent much too long hung up on the first prompt only to do the other one, funny how that works. I can only hope you derive some form of entertainment from this <3

"Do you believe in fate?" 

Considering he had been asleep prior to a few seconds ago he had not been thinking, Shinji had simply been sleeping, peaceful and warm and hogging all the blankets in the communal area the Visored occupied and designated as a resting spot. 

He blinked slowly, turning to the darker shape against the darkness of the room, squinting.

It had been literal years and suddenly Kisuke was dropping in for a late night chat like they met up every other weekend. It was no surprise he knew where they lived of course, probably the one to set up the protections around their place, including the training room that had appeared overnight. 

Kisuke was really going to make him get out of the blankets into the cold of the room wasn’t he? 

‘Course he was, the bastard.

Shinji knew the others would bitch if they kept chatting though and disrupted their oh so precious sleeping schedules. Unfortunately he can’t actually begrudge them that, given the way sleep evades them on most nights. With a grumble he shoves the blankets off of himself and follows the shadow of Kisuke who ghosts along the wide halls of the warehouse, instead of going into one of the main rooms that has actual lighting he goes straight to the door, not stopping or slowing and forcing Shinji to scramble into shoes, trying to get himself into any sort of order. “I was just thinking,” Kisuke continues smoothly once Shinji catches up with him, “that everything fell into place. Did things happen as they were meant to, or, was it unfortunate circumstance?” 

“Never woulda got an abomination like that,” Kisuke’s gaze slides to him before skittering away as he covers up his smile with his fan. That’s a new accessory, right along with his clothing. Shinji wonders what else about him has changed.  

Green fits him, he looks like some kind of plant, bright and healthy. Shinji shoves his hands deeper in his pockets and hunches further, shoulders curved inward. “That’s not all you were thinkin’ about.”

Of course he deliberately left open his statement, Kisuke, never known for taking a hint, makes a noncommittal sound neither affirmation nor denial in response. No, he continues leading Shinji on, taking turns on the street seemingly at random and he trails after automatically as the chatter never once ceases though it all starts to blur together. 

After a while just to switch things up Shinji swings around in front of Kisuke and begins to walk backwards. Shinji tells himself it's because he has a brand and needs to stick with it, not because he wants to keep Kisuke in his sight, though that would be wise.

Kisuke’s steps don’t falter at the action, he never tries to brush past him, their steps actually remain synchronized as he silently indicates obstacles with his eyes. With a glance left, Shinji swerves far right, grin widening at the way Kisuke’s trying to trip him up. 

Eventually they come upon a darkneed building, this does not deter Kisuke who slides open the door and smoothly steps inside. 

When he notices Shinji’s hesitance, he pops his head back out, silver eyes seeming to glow in the dim light as he offers up a pout, “You’re coming right? After I went to all this effort to bring you, it sure would be a shame if you walked off now–”

“What’s in it for me?” Shinji snaps, already stepping inside. That same force that compelled him to follow Kisuke pulled him along in the pitch black, he stopped trying to fight it long ago, if he had attempted it at all on this chilly night. Besides, he was already out of bed and came all this way already. He may as well see this through to whatever inevitable unfortunate end it leads to. 

“Oh, mm, lots of things.” Kisuke’s certainly gotten more foreboding in the years apart, Shinji glances around for lack of anything else, not knowing what they’re doing here. It’s a sparsely styled if outdated shop with a few rows of shelves holding an eclectic cluster of items and a some walls space There’s a low table with cushions off in the corner it seems more like stepping in someone’s living room and he has the urge to remove his shoes 

Moving around and keeping up the idle chatter, stuffing things in a bag and Shinji can’t stop watching him, “You robbin’ the place?”

Kisuke doesn’t answer as he glides between shelves, picking things up, occasionally scrutinizing them only to put them back. 

A few minutes later when the bag is considerably more filled he mutters offhandedly, “You still like natto don't you?” Kisuke doesn't even give Shinji a chance to answer before dropping a container of presumably natto in the bag along with whatever other mystery items he’s shoved in there.   

The bag is lumpy, misshapen with its burden by the time they exit, Shinji wonders if the handle is going to snap. It feels like something has to give. 

Yet still they walk in relative silence, the occasional rustle of the bag as Kisuke switches it between his hands, or the sharp noise his geta make with each step. 

Suddenly, he stops and Shinji forces himself to as well not wanting to back into a telephone pole, not wanting to part just yet, ready to fire off a barb to get him to parry it Kisuke beats him to the punch, since when did he get in the habit of making the first move.

“This was not an attempt to lure you back with some harebrained scheme, it may have been to reconnect, or maybe I just wanted to offload some products before they expired.” 

He smiles and it is brittle, so much so that all the things he could respond with die as Kisuke leans in close. His eyes seem to glow in the dim lights of the street, mercury piercing through an ill fitting gigai straight to his tainted soul “Oh, I could have loved you.” 

“You saying ya can’t now?” His tongue feels heavy in his mouth, the words slow though instinctual.  

A hand comes up to hold his face and somehow Kisuke’s cane and fan have disappeared. Yet the two of them are still here, standing together on a dimly lit abandoned street at some ungodly hour.  

“No.” He says after a moment, voice nothing more than a low murmur, “but things are different now.” 

“Circumstances have shifted. Choices that are not mine or yours to make are in the process of being conceived. And love…. would just be another way to hurt.”

“Goodnight Hirako-san.” He falls back onto his feet fully, geta sounding loud in the silence of the night with a decisive clack. 

Stepping away without hesitation into the inky black of the poorly lit street. Leaving Shinji to the silence of said dark street, he barely has time for the complicated tangle of feelings to emerge before he registers the weight in his hands.

It’s the bag from earlier, now in his grasp. Shinji glimpses the eye-catching crimson kanji on the bag proclaiming Urahara Shoten, he’s standing outside the warehouse with no sign that there was ever anyone with him. 

Shinji reaches out to the door to sneak back in, planning to toss the bag on their pile of crates that serves as a makeshift table before collapsing when something goes fluttering to the floor just as he goes to grasp the knob. 

Bending down with an annoyed hiss he realizes it’s a coupon– 

Buy three cartons of non-explosive radioactive dust and get one canister of pest repellent for free. Exclusions may apply. Offer does not expire. 

–there’s a cartoonishly drawn Kisuke off to the side gesturing to the deal the coupon boasts. What a terrible advertisement. What a horrific sounding product. His jaw cracks painfully as he lets out helpless barks of laughter into the biting late night air and it’s not love because it can’t be.

[urashindig]

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[rainbowrattles]

🥣 | Fruity Pebbles Crunch

[positive-total-drama-takez]

Im so normal about mal I need to throw rocks at him and make him read jthm

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[perenians]

it's my favoritest guy ever!!!!!!!!

[oneiroy]

hello everyone i have a very important announcement to make

I AM UNSTOPPABLE AND MY HUBRIS KNOWS NO BOUNDS

which is to say i now know how to import 3d assets that do not come from the game or other mods. i will still edit this more but i needed to scream about it thank you for coming to my ted talk

[thecursedcreator]

art dump of billies + self insert :3

[elvenbeard]

V: Gimme your hands. K: What, we holdin' hands now like some teens in the schoolyard? V: Hm-hm. K: Pff... yeah, okay, sure.

(he actually loves it, but he would never admit it)

ALSO.

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I'm sorry for being such a tease but yeah... They're holding hands ;___; like some teens in love in the school yard ;___;

There's a few things iffy yet with one of the hand poses, details really but I'm a perfectionist always, in case you couldn't tell yet XD

Also, everything here is far from shareable yet, cause I'd like to do these as AMM addons eventually, currently they're just replacers. Also obviously I wanna make a whole pack with modular poses and whatnot because we need. hand. holding. poses!!! As many as possible for all the scenarios xD