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"Nothin' happened?" Grimmjow enquires.

He hasn't bothered to find anyone else since his return. There's few within these walls he cares for enough to bother or to even be vaguely amused by the idea of hunting them.

"Tch. Nothin' happened out there, either. Same shit as always." The sands are unchanging. The hollows, roving in small packs across the desert-scape in search of a meal, and finding nothing but disappointment when they found him instead. "There has to be something here. I'm already bored that I'm back."

--- "What if I am?" He challenges, fully prepared to pout and sulk his way through the next few days.

But then Grimmjow's heavy, warm weight settles across his shoulders and he huffs. "It's boring here without you around," that's as good as an 'Yes, I missed you', isn't it?

#[ ic || la pantera ] #grimm; u can kiss me if ur so bored #monkifraibo

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To the person perusing my blog I hope you’re having fun 🥰🥰

#[ ooc || out of control ]

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@uraharashouten: (in reference to)

"Goodness! Even I wouldn't be so merciless-- though the electric blanket does give me ideas."

Totally oblivious to the forces that dictate his past, present, and future (but that Kisuke regularly seems to parse 😉😘) Grimmjow squints at the shopkeeper.

"How the fuck are you always so suspicious."

#[ ic || la pantera ] #uraharashoten #SILK! hello darlin' i missed u~

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“What. Are you pissed at me?”

Renji doesn’t get to be pissed with him. That would imply some sorta ownership.

He slinks closer and without hesitation drape his weight, feline like, across Renji’s shoulders. “Tell me you missed me and get over it.”

@deivorous said: "Oh. Y'know. Hunting and maiming. Don't make that face at me."

--- "Coulda asked if I wanted ta come 's all." It was boring here, and Grimm knew that all too well. It was arrancar-killing to be honest.. Renji at times was ready to claw his hierro off.

#[ ic || la pantera ] #monkifuraibo

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What is your ideal type?

"Rare. But I'll settle for medium rare if pickings are slim."

#Anonymous #[ ic || la pantera ] #tw cannibalism #[ ask || crack my ribs open to find a heart ]

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im back bitches

look at him with those big ass eyes

isnt he the cutest most amasizngest most specialiest little idiot ever? i want to do unspeakable things to him i want to put him through a meet grinder i want to put im in a 2 x 2 crate and poke him with a cattle prod to see if he cries or dies first i want to show him how to nit mittins and watch him fail i want to feed him sashimi i want to strap him to a breeding bench i want to show him the barbie movie and put ribbons in his hair and wrap him in an electric blanket and see if he purrs in his sleep i want to squash him with a boot like a lil cockroach

amazing. renissance

#[ ooc || out of control ] #me firing off some shots to keep property prices down #just reminding yall what kinda blog this is before i send out my lil self promo bc did everyone DIE since i was away? it was only 4 months! #how is my dash this dead

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unhinged blue cat is my spirit animal

#visage #awww i love him so much #hes so pretty #PRETTY FERAL #but also he cant keep getting away with this forreal (being beautiful)

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@deivorous || ❛ do you really think you’re in a position to give orders? ❜ from here

Pinning the arrancar beneath him in a rare moment of superiority, Ichigo couldn't help but grin. He'd clearly caught the man off guard, having gained the upper hand and succeeding in laying Grimmjow flat on his back. Still panting, a dust cloud settled around their now stilled forms and the shinigami couldn't help but feel a little proud of himself. Okay, more than a little. After running his mouth, loudly proclaiming how pointless it was to spar with someone whose ass could be handed to them with insultingly little effort, Grimmjow was now being forced to eat his words. And Ichigo was loving every second of it.

The move was fluid, well-timed and unexpectedly fast for only having used shikai. Without Zangetsu available to extend his reach, Ichigo was forced to go hands on and after what seemed like a never ending string of combination blows, he tangled the espada into a half guard position. His leg hooked rigidly behind Grimmjow's knee and his elbow forced the man's head to the side, facing away from him.

"You give yet?" He goaded with a chuckle, applying a small amount of pressure to each opposing end of the arrancar in what he intended to be an uncomfortable stretch of the muscles targeted at the leg and neck. The following string of obscenities and a biting demand to be released only fueled Ichigo's growing ego. Yes, this was totally worth the ass kicking he was going to surely receive later.

He released the pressure against Grimmjow's face and shifted his arm to hook beneath the man's head, cradling the weight within his elbow in a simple headlock and brought the two of them face to face. The disheveled mess of cerulean thoroughly matched the scowl painting his partner's face, the sure look of a man who was not often a sub. The thought stirred something, a hot swell beginning to make itself known within Ichigo's core. The two of them all tangled up like this... Alone.

Ichigo tested the waters. ❛ do you really think you’re in a position to give orders? ❜ he murmured, gaze lowering and smile forming into a telling smirk.

Grimmjow doesn't think much when he gets this deep into the ebb and flow of a fight. Instinct settles in alongside his skeleton, a comforting weight, and he lets it carry him dangerous and fast though the twists and turns and bleeding and laughing. The adrenaline is perilously intoxicating, and he had been riding that high before Kurosaki broke his defense and grappled him to the ground.

Hands on is new for Kurosaki. Grimmjow's the fists and fury. Claws and teeth and inside the guard as close as he can get. Kurosaki has Zangetsu, nearly two meters of heavy metal. He doesn't need to get in close when he has range like that. And with the exception of a handful of grapples and blocks when he's feeling like a cocky little shit, he keeps to his patterns.

This is new and it takes him down for it. He thrashes and struggles, teeth snapping at air and dirt, arm twisted just shy of dislocation behind his back and it does nothing but force Kurosaki to press down more firmly, chest to groin to keep Grimmjow from getting a knee into his gut. As flexible as he is, he can't quite get his claws into the meat of Ichigo's back, but he scratches up his calves plenty for his efforts. Still. Kurosaki can handle pain.

"Make me!" He snaps, and he shouldn't. Where he comes from make me could mean kill me, but Kurosaki has denied him his death bouts before and he'll do it again. There isn't a shred of killing instinct coming off of him now. Just the thick scent of pride, dominance. Self satisfaction for putting Grimmjow into the dirt and being strong enough to keep him there.

The pin changes, liquid fast, and his head is twisted back the other way, nose to nose with Kurosaki. Gravel comes away from the ground pressed to his cheek. He considers biting Kurosaki's face off. Remind the cheeky shit that he can. Jaws like a bear trap. He doesn't, Kurosaki is looking at him and the scent in the air changes. Hot blood scent. The thunder of his heart pressed to Grimmjow's chest. Arousal.

A prey instinct, not so different from the predator ones that govern his violence, pricks it's ears. His cheek twitches, his actual ear flicking with the movement. He ignores it.

"You really think you can order me around?"

#srrenjiabarai #[ ic || la pantera ] #👀👉👈 #only One Eon Later #violence is grimmjows flirting method but it also takes him a moment to click into gear

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Urahara. Yoruichi. Nelliel.

"Tch."

"Three goodie two-shoes and three dirty liars. Not givin' me a lotta diversity here. Gonna kill Yoruichi." It's almost a dream to kill Yoruichi at this point. (She terrifies him.) So fucking confident and cocky, it would be so goddamn satisfying to grind her into the dirt. He doesn't like how she looks at him. "Marry Nelliel." He doesn't mind ruling with her at his side. Annoying as she is, he's grow accustomed to her brand of bizarro brain-injury induced insanity. And if she steps out, he can step in and end her. Easy. Logical.

"Fuck Kisuke." He's always trying to fuck Grimmjow over, it would be a spitefully good change of pace to do the reverse. And fuck him, but he likes Kisuke. Guy is a freak. Grimmjow might do it out of sheer, dumb curiosity, and everyone knows what they say about cats. "Just to shut him up."

#Anonymous #[ ic || la pantera ] #[ ask || crack my ribs open to find a heart ] #Oooooo i am assuming this is an OLD fuck marry kill but im not quite sure #but we're rolling with it #retrospectivly funny to me bc iidk what grimmsjows concept of marriage is. fuck marry mate? #ever since writing with Ducky's yoru grimm has developed a little bit of a complex #she genuinely unnerves him #he (correctly) feels WELL outclassed by her and its a scary thing #hes not self confident or secure enough to put up with it #even inside his own head #which is a real shame bc underneath all that fear there is a lot of admiration and respect and i can definitly #picture him trotting around behind her copying her

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🫵😐

*stares at u*

#Anonymous #no u #🫵🙂‍↔️ #[ ic || la pantera ]

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took a crack at my own interpretation of grimmjow's second resurrection form from the mobile game.

#visage #hes the most specialist boy ever to ME

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@despairforme || from here Did he look like the kinda guy who enjoyed personal questions? No. He looked like the kind of guy who didn't like ANY type of question, personal or otherwise. His hostile exterior ( the interior was even worse ) was the reason why he rarely had anyone ask him questions. Being asked about his eye though? That was a classic. He'd heard it plenty of times. You couldn't walk around with a giant eyepatch like this one without someone getting curious. This time around, it was a weird looking dude with a tattooed face ( he assumed it was tattoos, and not? Make-up? ). As if the war-paint/tattoos wasn't weird enough, the guy also had blue hair. Made him look like a singer in a second-rate band, or a tik-tok influencer. Either way - what a loser. Nnoitra had been called every ( negative ) name under the sun, but being called bugaboo was a new one. It sounded childish enough to make him bark out a short laugh. He wasn't self conscious about his missing eye. It was a small handicap in his line of work, but as he liked to put it - if he didn't have this nerf on him, it would just make everything too easy. ❝ Before. ❞ Nnoitra answered, truthfully. He had lost his eye when he fought his way out of the facilities where he received his training. They'd thought they could control him. Make him the perfect soldier. FUCK THAT SHIT. He wasn't going to be anyone's tool. Now, he was free to kill whoever he wanted. Bonus points if he actually got paid. ❝So ya got yer own theme-song, or? ❞ He gestured towards the other's appearance. He really DID look kinda like a villain from a movie franchise or something. The kind of villain who got his ass kicked.

A sharp grin, all teeth. An approximation of friendliness faked by a guy who's never been shown what that actually looks like. He doesn't care, notice, or mind.

"Sometimes," he circles around tall-dark-and-handsome's back, hand flitting out to brush at the sharp jut of his elbow, the fine cascade of his hair, barely touching before drawing back. "But then I get bored and need to find another one. They're all so boring." Vanilla. Catholic-purists. White flowers and good behavior. Their violence comes with an asterix.

*metaphorically only. Killing is morally wrong and we don' condone it.

LAAAAAAAAME. Don't knock it till you try it, is what Grimmjow says.

"Wanna give me one? If you pick badly, I'll shoot you or something. High stakes, gets the adrenaline up, pick something sexy. Did it hurt when they eye came out?"

He stops in front of the man again. Grimmjow isn't a small man, but he's out of his height class here - maybe not the weight class though. Hard to say - he reaches for the eye patch. "Has anyone ever licked the inside of the socket?"

#A TIKTOK INFLUENCER #SCATHING! its especially funny bc this version of grimmjow existed before tiktok existed #like to me in my head #[ ic || la pantera ] #hitman au #despairforme #it would be absolutely hysterical if they did a job together i imagine they are very different types of hunters

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What’s your energy?

“Get bent.” 😡😡

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My AO3 secret Santa gift for @suprememysticalbeing -im glad you liked it!

#visage

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i apologize for the person i will become when this mf shows up

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#hellooo #I am still here and I think about grimmjow every day #I am just no inspired to write atm #but I still love my guy and I love everyone I writewith here. missing y’all #💖💖💖

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tfw u die n then u come back and then theres another guy tryna kill u

#lmaooooooo #all my tags are gone so I give up today