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21+ Unaffiliated Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez written by Alexander. Originally made in 2010/11 remade in 2025 after a 5 year hitaus.

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

━21+ Canon Divergent Rp blog for Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez from Kubo Tite's Bleach. Both mun and muse are over the age of eighteen. Blog is Dash Only. MDNI as the blog is for audiences who are over the age of 18. ━What's up? My name is Alexander (he/him) and I've been around for a WHILE (For reference I'm over the age of 30). Follow the rules and we're cool. ━This blog is mutuals only, private, and selective. ━Anonymous isn't a right that you're owed for following me. I'm not fond of the feature at all due to how much toxicity can be sent through it. BUT I keep it on for people who are shy or have sideblogs to send me asks. ━I'm fine with variants of my own muse following me. Seeing other people's depictions can be interesting. ━I don't follow or interact with personal blogs. If there's a sideblog connected for roleplaying have it on your pinned or I'll block you. This is for personal comfort. ━I do not participate in 'follow for follow' culture. If you follow me and I followed back I'm interested in writing with you. ━Do not reblog any thread on my blog if you're not who I'm writing it with. The fact that this needs to be said in 2025 is sad. ━All graphics were made for my use only. ━Do not drag me into your drama, I'm a busy person outside of this hobby and I come here to enjoy myself. ━Grimmjow has a foul temperament, he's volatile, and prone to outbursts. He's also got a foul mouth, likes to drink, and he smokes. ━Sex can and will be on this blog, but everything will be tagged accordingly. A read more will be added if my partner prefers. Community labels are used if my partner wishes to. If you don't want to see suggestive content or smut on my blog blacklist the tw suggestive and It's all fun and games until someone gets bit then it's kinky (NSFW) tags. ━I do not, will not, and refuse to roleplay through the IM system on here. ━Grimmjow is multiship. He's easier to ship with other male muses because they can usually handle his rough tendencies, his claws, and his fangs. ━Chemistry is needed for me to be comfortable shipping with you. Chatting out of character, or plotting things helps, especially if you're genuinely interested in shipping. ━I don't really have any reason to do exclusives, however, mains may pop up on my blog. Now, this doesn't mean I'm going to 'collect' people. I don't do that. If I need to I will limit myself to so many of the same canon muse. ━When it comes to whoever is the main of any canon muse, I usually compile a list, or people can come to me and let me know they'd like to be my main. Being the main of any canon means their depiction is who Grimmjow is talking about when their name comes up in any interaction. ━I'm good with Original Characters knowing Grimmjow to some extent. Talk to me if you're worried about something overstepping or whatever. ━I don't interact with OC children that are related to my muse unless there's been ample discussion with me and the person I'm writing with. ━If you godmod or use any knowledge you learn out of character against Grimmjow, you will land yourself with an instant and permanent block. I don't play those games. ━The only trigger I ask you to tag for me is anything pertaining or alluding to eye trauma. Just. Don't. You should also be sure to tag any other triggering content out of respect for your fellow writers. ━Most of all, have fun and enjoy yourself. ━Blogroll ━━ Zangetsu

━Affiliated with @captastrophe ; @brcidablik ; @opscurus ;

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[plotbunnyhoard]

「 TROUBLE-MAKER PROMPTS 」 ‧₊˚. ⸝⸝ 𑣲𐔌՞. .՞𐦯

Change as needed. Includes both dialogue and action prompts. A collection of prompts for muses who are trouble-makers or just want to tease a little.

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

･ “ Oh, now you show up? ”

･ “ What? It was funny! ”

･ “ Uh, you're welcome by the way. ”

･ “ You should've seen your face! ”

･ “ I didn't do anything! ”

･ “ I regret nothing. ”

･ “ You're laughing, I win! ”

･ “ You love this, admit it. ”

･ “ Technically. I was helping. ”

･ “ I thought you could handle it. ”

･ “ What are you, [ a coward / chicken ]? ”

･ “ Don't look so surprised. ”

･ “ You're just being dramatic. ”

･ “ Your reaction was so worth it. ”

･ “ You'll forgive me eventually. ”

･ “ Okay, but it was funny. ”

･ “ I was going to warn you. ”

･ “ You barely managed that. ”

･ “ Okay, okay... I'll fix it... eventually. ”

･ “ I'm sure you won't fall for it next time. ”

ACTION PROMPTS.

Add “ 🔁 ” to switch the sender and receiver in the interaction.

･ The sender hides something from the receiver.

･ The sender sneaks up behind the receiver.

･ The sender unexpectedly pokes the receiver.

･ The sender gives the receiver a cheeky grin.

･ The sender taps the receiver when they're not looking, then looks away.

･ The sender [ holds / moves ] something just out of the receiver's reach.

･ The sender blocks the receiver's path.

･ The sender flicks the receiver.

･ The sender snoops on what the receiver is doing.

･ The sender purposefully bumps into the receiver.

･ The sender takes the receiver's seat.

･ The sender drags the receiver along.

･ The sender imitates the receiver.

･ The sender pulls a harmless prank on the receiver.

･ The sender hides behind something to startle the receiver.

･ The sender glances at the receiver, trying not to laugh.

･ The sender blocks the receiver's view.

･ The sender trips the receiver.

･ The sender tries to distract the receiver from something important.

･ The sender disrupts the receiver's routine.

･ The sender follows instructions from the receiver incorrectly on purpose.

･ The sender tugs on the receiver's sleeve.

･ The sender sticks their tongue out at the receiver.

･ The sender does a rude gesture at the receiver.

･ The sender passes the receiver a rude note.

[crownmemes]

Concerned Sentences, Vol. 14

(Concerned sentences from various sources. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"This is exactly the sort of thing that got you into trouble in the first place!"

"This is how you let people speak to you?"

"If you let that kind of poison sit on your mind, you'll die from it."

"I don't want you doing this - for your own sake!"

"You're not allowing yourself to feel things that you should be feeling."

"Don't you want to be saved?"

"You do know that if you keep doing this job the way you've started, you're going to get yourself into a lot of trouble?"

"What's the matter? Are you sick?"

"You will always be angry no matter what, but you have a choice: you can either let it destroy you, or you can put it to work."

"I don't care what you do, but please don't give up the chance to be happy."

"Taking the piss out of it isn't going to make it go away, you know!"

"You've been looking behind you. Try looking ahead."

"You've spent so long wallowing in the past, wishing time would go backwards, but that is not how reality works."

"You can't see yourself. Everybody else can see it, but you can't."

"I can't physically stop you, but I'm not letting you out of my sight!"

"How come you were wandering around out there in the middle of nowhere?"

"For me to help you, you're going to have to talk to me at some point."

"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question? Are you happy?"

"I've never understood your ability to be alone."

"Where did you get the money for all this?"

"Well, don't worry about it now! You're all doped up!"

"I care about you. I want to make sure you're making the right decisions."

"I know denial when it walks my way. I used to be an expert practitioner."

"You've been going on a lot of walks lately."

"Are you sure you want to keep going?"

"Why do you stay here?"

"Isn't it all just a bit busy inside your head?"

"There are enough bad things in life that'll come looking for you. You don't need to go looking for them."

"You solve everyone else's problems, but never your own."

"I think you care about other people more than you care about yourself."

"What's the matter with you? You're different. You've changed."

"Don't you think you're getting a little obsessive?"

"Do you really think that running away will do you any good?"

"What time of the day do you normally start drinking?"

"You have to be careful fighting monsters or you might turn into one yourself."

"Are they the same clothes you were wearing yesterday?"

"In my experience, I find that when you set out to change the world, the world changes you instead."

"Are you really going to start the day with wine?"

"You're not going to go all obsessive, are you?"

"Don't you, just for once in your life, want to be taken care of?"

[brcidablik]

".... Honestly, I thought that Aizen was some megalomaniac with expensive tastes and, I don't know, used his reiatsu or some shit to get what he wanted to make himself look good and all that." It never crossed Ichigo's mind that Aizen immersed himself in the Living World and gained real money, using it for his plans and building his palace within Hueco Mundo. The thought of Aizen pulling something like that off felt... weird.

And who spent time thinking and figuring out where exactly Aizen got his shit anyway? Ichigo only cared about kicking the man's ass for everything he pulled and the people he tormented. But now that Grimmjow brought that up, Ichigo did wonder how exactly Aizen managed to build something like that in the first place or how he got the designs for the palace; initially, Gin and Tosen aided in its construction, which made sense at the time, but now? Now it started bugging Ichigo.

Aizen using it for his food? Okay, fine, Ichigo could see that. AIzen using Gin as his errand boy? That absolutely checked the boxes.

"Honestly, if you could take a look at it and give your opinion, that would be great. I never really had much time between getting the rent on my place, moving out and moving into school and work. Never really got around to giving it a paint job." It felt non-stop and not like anyone other than Grimmjow, plus his sisters and goatface bothered coming to visit him.

Ichigo blinks in surprise. "Wait, so, you own your own apartment? That's... damn. I rent my place," which meant that Grimmjow didn't have to deal with some hardass landlord trying to squeeze money out of people as much as possible. Thankfully made enough without having to worry, but more often than not, landlords were disgustingly greedy and not trustworthy.

"... It's Urahara," Ichigo says grimly, while the man provided aid when he and his friends first started out and even now. But quickly learned that strings were always attached in some form that one never truly saw coming until Urahara came to collect. It put him on edge whenever forced to turn to the shopkeeper, Ichigo made sure to stay on his toes around him. "More likely than not, he's waiting for you to approach him, but..." his fingers to his chin, a frown appeared.

... Maybe Ichigo overthought things, but the fact Urahara didn't bother stopping by and giving Grimmjow what Urahara owed him... he didn't like the way his mind started racing.

Ichigo stops and brain breaks. "... Wait..." he felt his face burning, not in a bad way. His eyes moved slightly, and his body language felt... awkward. "Are you asking me to move in with you?" His tone felt softer and gentler. " I-I mean.... if you did help me move and all... I wouldn't be complaining."

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

"Yer spot on about him being a megalomaniac with expensive tastes but he got the money legitimately rather than fuckin' with humans for it." Because humans without reiatsu they wouldn't see his shikai release. So he couldn't cast illusions over them to get them to give him money. However he made that money nobody knew and it wasn't like it mattered now. The money was all his. He was the one in the living world all the time. Nel came to visit sometimes but it was rare because her descorrer was still really temperamental.

Funny enough, Las Noches existed before Aizen and his men went to Hueco Mundo. They merely added walls, and a ceiling, then that fake ass sky with the fake as sun around the palace. It was all stupid. They were Hollows for fucks sake. They hadn't needed any of that shit when they were below Arrancar. Well, they quickly discovered with their humanoid bodies that beds, privacy, and rooms were nice to have. Not to mention the water.

He knew Ichigo was busy. Ichigo was always busy. Whether it was with being an errand bitch for the Shinigami or being a lame ass human. Or well, pretending to be a lame ass human. Ichigo was anything but at this point. It was doubtful he was even a Shinigami.

"Yeah, I bought it outright. Cost a bit, accordin' to the human who sold it to me, but I only pay for utilities, and then internet." Neither of which broke the bank for him, he barely used the electricity, but he did use a decent bit of water sometimes. He liked hot showers. So sue him.

He didn't trust Urahara himself but the man did owe him and he owed him BIG. Something that Ichigo wouldn't know. Which was honestly fine. He'd likely collect at some point in the future but not anytime soon. "If I decide ta collect and he tries ta blindside me I'll kick his ass so fuckin' hard he'll have ta figure out which way is up or down. Or... I could get the cat bitch ta get him drunk and get what I'm owed that way." Yoruichi was far easier for him to deal with she was also hilarious. She wanted him to call her cat bitch or cat bitch from hell.

Was he asking Ichigo to move in with him? "Not what I was intendin' initially, but now that yer askin', wouldn't mind, and ya would have the peace ya need to do yer work." The Arrancar shrugged after that. There was nothing more he needed to say he felt. About that, at the very least. "I'd have no problem with that. Since I ain't in a fake body I would sonido yer stuff over to my place. Ya would just need to pick a room to be converted into yer little office space or whatever."

[brcidablik]

That made sense to Ichigo.

Whenever he was in his Shinigami form, any living foods or beverages that he consumed had no effect on him. Alcohol only worked when he was in his living body, but even then, it took a long while before Ichigo could even achieve being drunk. Even then, there was absolutely no guarantee that it would ever happen.

He often thought about checking in with Urahara about it or even Yoruichi, but given everything. Ichigo decided that tidbit of information would be kept to himself.

For now. Unless that somehow became a problem down the line, which was doubtful.

It never bothered Ichigo anyway, so why bother bringing it up?

"Eh, well, since you're offering to cook breakfast, thought I should at least offer to help. I'm a whiz in the kitchen, but I'm not going to say no to being treated." His eyes gleamed brightly with amusement; the thought of the two cooking together in the kitchen was... a rather romantic image playing within his head. One that he found himself enjoying.

That said, Ichigo was practically naked beneath the blankets and somehow doubted that Grimmjow would appreciate him cooking breakfast like this. That or Grimmjow would thoroughly enjoy it, and no breakfast would get made.

Either way, kinda a win-win in that regard.

Ichigo felt his eye twitch slightly. "Why is that so surprising? I don't always have a stick up my ass. I want to be treated romantically and be pampered every now and again, too, you know!" Why was it so hard to believe that he wasn't a complete hardass 100% of the time?

"Asshole," Ichigo snorts, hearing the chuckle from Grimmjow, but no heat came behind his words. Instead, there was a layer of fondness, pushing himself off of the bed, allowing the blankets to drop to the ground, revealing Ichigo's body. He pressed against Grimmjow with his arms around his neck.

He snatches a very quick, small kiss. "So are you going to stand here all day and banter, or are we going to make breakfast together before indulging in a shared shower? I have no problem throwing down just to get things moving, Grimm."

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

Grimmjow wasn't used to having guests because aside from Ichigo he didn't have others he spent any amount of time with. "It's not a requirement fer bein' here ta help or nothin' but if ya wanna help ya can." That was if Ichigo could muster the strength to move and stand for any length of time more than anything else. He'd offered to make breakfast alone because he wanted to but if Ichigo really did want to help he wouldn't tell the Shinigami he couldn't.

He wouldn't know that the idea of cooking together was considered domestic. He wasn't tamed. Nor was he domesticated. He was still feral and wild. He just happened to have some very nice things. Nice things that he was sharing with Ichigo. Which, hadn't really been thought of in the past. Not even the recent past. It wasn't something he really knew of more than anything else. After all he was an Arrancar not a human. He'd been human so long ago that he didn't really recall how things worked.

Ichigo's thoughts about him enjoying that the redhead was basically naked would be correct. Now that they'd gone beyond simply hanging out together, they'd made that move forward. It'd been intentional. Whoever started it didn't matter any what did matter was that there was nothing bad between them because of it. It was even better between them now, it seemed.

"Yer forgettin' I ain't human. Wouldn't know romance if it bit me in th' fuckin' ass more than likely." Arrancar weren't exactly predisposed to romance, were they? Maybe those like Nel were since she didn't seem to have a mean bone in her body, but others? Nah. "Never said ya had a stick up yer ass either. Don't ya go puttin' words into my fuckin' mouth." He went back to focusing on getting things prepped to make breakfast. He wasn't mad or anything like that.

The kiss made his eyes widen slightly, but he reciprocated if he was able to do so. At Ichigo's question he'd snort. "Well, yer here so we may as well cook together. We can shower after we eat." Of the two of them, he was the only one who needed to strip. Mostly because he'd planned on leaving due to Ichigo's reaction. Which was why he was dressed now.

At least that'd been cleared up and not left him with a nasty taste in his mouth.

"We ain't fightin' inside my apartment." As he finished speaking he'd lean down and nip Ichigo before turning away like he'd not done a damn thing to focus on getting the rest of the ingredients for breakfast out and onto the counter for them to cook with. "Unless yer talkin' of a different kind of throwin' down that may be arranged."

[brcidablik]

@grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez liked for a summer starter

The water balloon bounced in Ichigo's hand, his eyes locked on to his target.

The sun shined down with the sound of the ocean's water clearly echoing through the air. With his sandals planted firmly on the sand while wearing swimsuit, the shades sitting on the bridge of his nose slid down slightly.

"Hey Grim!" He hollers, pulling his arm back and launching the water balloon forwards. "Heads up!"

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

Grimmjow wasn't even sure why he was here at all. The beach. It was full of people and children. There was so much noise he could hardly stand it.

He was with Ichigo, of course, the redhead having managed to coerce him into coming along. Or something along those lines. The Arrancar couldn't really be sure anymore. He had a squishy round thing in his hand. He was told it was a water balloon. Whatever the hell that was. The birds were almost noisier than the people, which was saying something.

He turned to face Ichigo fully when the balloon made contact with his bare chest, water traveling south over and between his abs. Well, now he knew how they worked, a vicious grin appeared on his face and ha launched the balloon he had at Ichigo. "Ya wanna fuckin' war here, ya got one." He'd grab another balloon and lob it toward the Shinigami, his grin never shrinking. "Come on, Ichigo, this was yer idea."

Maybe giving the two chaotic men water balloons was a bad choice, they were likely going to rain hell around on random people accidentally while lobbing balloons filled with water at one another.

[mythshire]

⋆ · 𖤓 · ⋆ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 ··· a collection of soup gone cold and blankets shared, the intimacy of being cared for when you are at your worst. genre: romance, hurt and comfort, soft angst, domestic.

You're burning up. Don't argue with me. Get back in bed.

I made soup. It's not great. Eat it anyway.

You should have called me the moment you started feeling like this.

Stop trying to get up. There is nothing on this earth that needs you upright right now.

I found three blankets and a hot water bottle. Pick your combination.

You look terrible. I mean that with so much love.

Let me take your temperature. Stop being difficult about the thermometer.

I cancelled everything. Don't apologize. I wanted to be here.

You fell asleep mid-sentence. I stayed anyway. I hope that's okay.

Drink the tea. Yes, all of it. I'll make more.

I've been checking on you every hour. You keep telling me to go home. I keep not going.

Your voice sounds awful. Rest it. We can talk tomorrow.

I'm not going anywhere. Stop thanking me for staying.

You hate being taken care of. I know. Do it for me anyway.

The fever broke. I don't think you know how relieved I am right now.

Sleep. I'll be right here. I'll wake you up if anything changes.

I brought your favourite thing from the place on the corner. Don't cry. Please don't cry.

You're a terrible patient and somehow I still want to be the one doing this.

I know you think you're being a burden. You are not a burden.

Let me sit with you. I don't need to talk. I just don't want you to be alone.

You tried to make your own tea and you could barely stand up. Sit down. I've got it.

I've seen you strong. This doesn't make you weak. It just makes you human.

You smell like fever and you still somehow look like everything to me.

Lay your head here. Right here. I've got nowhere I need to be.

I brought every movie you've ever mentioned. We have time.

You're mumbling in your sleep. I'm not going to tell you what you said.

I changed the sheets while you were in the shower. Don't make it weird.

You need to eat something real. I know you don't want to. Eat something real.

I've been sitting in this chair for four hours. I'd do it four more.

Stop apologizing for being sick. People get sick. Let me help you.

Your hands are cold. Give them here. I'll warm them up.

I found the medicine in the back of the cabinet. Take it. All of it. Don't negotiate.

You're not inconveniencing me. Taking care of you is exactly where I want to be.

I didn't know you got like this when you were sick. Softer. I like knowing this about you.

You asked for me. Out of everyone, you asked for me. I haven't stopped thinking about that.

The heating pad is on the lowest setting. Tell me if you need it warmer.

I'm not leaving until your temperature is normal. Make your peace with that.

You cried a little when the soup was too hot to eat yet. I pretended not to notice.

I've never seen you let anyone take care of you before. I'm honoured. I mean that.

Your hair is a mess. Can I? Is that okay? Let me just — there.

You keep saying you're fine every time I check and you are so obviously not fine.

This is the third night in a row. I'm not going anywhere. Stop looking at me like that.

You're delirious and still trying to be funny. It's working. Please stop, I'm worried about you.

I learned how to make your mother's recipe. It took three attempts. Don't tell her.

There's nowhere I'd rather be than right here, even like this. Especially like this.

You always take care of everyone else. Just this once, let someone take care of you.

I left the light on in the hall in case you woke up scared. I remember you mentioned that once.

I'm here. I've got you. Just rest. Everything else can wait.

[opscurus]

His cheeks flushed red as he sat there, tucked in Grimmjow's lap. Enjoying the entering evening from where they sat high above, unsuspecting people seeming like ants.

Ichigo held onto Grimmjow's arm that encircled him, absently rubbing the skin with his fingers.

A chuckle left him, and he turned his head slightly, though he couldn't fully see the other. "Naw, it's fine, being ticklish is a good thing. You're learning my spots, if you're smart you'll use 'em against me if we ever do anything." He replied a bit sleepily.

Feeling the other's breath on his skin, Ichigo shivered, and his lips parted. "Do you want to practice? I'll show you how Humans react. Do it again." The Anomaly was really poking the bear, or the jaguar in this instance, being bold with his former enemy.

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

Having Ichigo on his lap was different to Grimmjow. He liked it, it was nice, just different. While they'd kissed plenty of times before, he'd never held the Shinigami. Hugging the redhead slightly to tuck him closer to his chest, the feeling of Ichigo's fingers on his skin sent a feeling up his spine, but it was one he didn't recognize.

"Almost sounds ta me like yer assumin' I'm kinda dumb." He wasn't upset or even mad about the words. Most people wouldn't think Hollows were tat intelligent. When it came to humanity and what they liked or did he was pretty much clueless. "I'll use 'em against ya without problem. Especially when we're doin' stuff."

"I don't see why th' fuck not. Just remember ya asked fer this." He leaned back and blew against the back of Ichigo's ear before nuzzling the area again, grinning as he did so. The Arrancar found nothing wrong with a bit of teasing. Even though he had no idea what it was called.

"Fer what it's worth, I'm glad yer happy that I'm alive, an' that ya don't fuckin' hate me." The Arrancar recalled Ichigo's reaction to his appearance, the redhead had looked at him like he'd seen a ghost. Which, if anyone got technical was true. Grimmjow was a ghost. Just not in the sense that he haunted people.

[opscurus]

The weight of Grimmjow on top of him had Ichigo groaning and shifting on the bed, humping the air between them as his brain got so unbearably hot, and his ass started to self lubricate. Within' the Omega's body was responding to the false heat being so long, and Alpha pheromones around, causing it to turn into a true heat.

Hissing, Ichigo responded. "'Y-yeah, that's what I was thinking... f-fuck..."

His eyes flickered down Grimmjow's form for a look at him, mouth going dry at seeing his pants, and the Omega's body shivered.

"Sorry-it wasn't a rude thing to say, I'm just glad it's someone I know, and not a stranger... like what you saved me from before."

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

Grimmjow kept Ichigo held down, his wrists held above his head as he shorter man remained beneath him. The way the redhead was moving while laying beneath him was something he'd seen many times before. Though he never dealt with those who got quite this bad. "Oh ya hissed, that's fuckin' hot." He would listen as Ichigo spoke some more, still not overly affected by what was going on with the younger man.

"Nah, not rude just fuckin' surprisin'. I'd think ya would prefer someone ya like ta be around ya over me." As far as he knew they weren't exactly friends. Not that he knew what that word meant in the first place. He had some people he was close to in Hueco Mundo but they didn't use that human term. He could tell that Ichigo was checking him out but he'd already checked the redhead out. Not intentionally but it'd happened since the Shinigami had stripped down to his boxers in front of him.

"I gave yer friend my word that I'd help ya but I can't do that unless ya tell me what ya need." As he wasn't human he wouldn't just make a move himself. Ichigo wasn't an Arrancar therefor their rules didn't apply here. The redhead was a human and a Shinigami. "That fucker is lucky I didn't tear his head from his fuckin' shoulders." He growled out in anger but it wasn't directed at Ichigo, people who tried to force others, or force themselves onto others made him sick. And they called him the monster.

[brcidablik]

"Blanket's comfy."

Ichigo's voice held a lingering groan, his eyes remained dropped a little while as his body shuddered slightly as the caffeine made its way through his body, waiting for it to start kicking and thus become a functioning member of the world once more. It felt hard to even think after getting up; his brain hurt too much to muster the strength to even make an effort.

His hands wrapped around the mug and felt the hot sensation tingle through his fingers, causing a shudder of happiness to run through him.

"It doesn't?" Ichigo focused his attention back on Grimmjow, brows furrowed with a gleam of interest and curiosity, which made a lot of sense. Arrancar probably wasn't affected by a lot of things made by humans, even in Gigai's. Rukia and the others were not affected by coffee either, now that he properly thought about it.

His head tilts at the revelation. "Good to know. Guess that means it's the same for alcohol and stuff like pop, right?"

"Urgh, breakfast sounds great," he said, his fingers massaging his temple, still trying to get himself up. The caffeine from the coffee began stirring little by little, helping to pull him out of his slumber. "Need any help in the kitchen?"

Ichigo slowly stood from the bed, his posture and stance solidifying now that the caffeine was working, the blanket remaining wrapped around his body. His head shook. "Nah, thanks for the offer. If I have a second one, I'll be wired for the entire day and unable to sleep," he says. "Just one is enough for me."

That did beg the question of where and how Grimmjow managed to get his hands on money and go shopping. Not that he distrusted Grimmjow being unable to go to the store or around town without causing trouble, but getting paid? Having money? He really hoped Urahara had nothing to do with it.

He trusted the man as far as Ichigo could throw Urahara.

"Yeah, a shower together," Ichigo repeats, body shifting ever so slightly and looking at Grimmjow. "... Are you okay with that, showering together?" There was uncertainty in his voice. "I mean, if you're uncomfortable, you don't have to, but..."

His face burns, trying to keep his scowl away. "After last night, I guess..." his voice trailed. "... I'd like to... shower with you."

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

"Of course it is, I ain't gonna cheap out on comfort now that I can fuckin' have it." Grimmjow shook his head with a small chuckle. Ichigo was being kind of cute but he wasn't in the mood to get punched if he said that out loud. Hueco Mundo was a desert of nothingness, as Ichigo was very aware. While there were very small creatures, Hollow lizards, there wasn't much else out there. Most Hollows that weren't roaming the sands stuck around the Menos Forest.

"Nah, human made stuff doesn't. It's gotta be infused with reishi pretty sure. Ain't like I'm a Shinigami either so I wouldn't know." He knew that alcohol and stuff affected Kisuke and Yoruichi and they were both Shinigami. So there had to be something added to the drinks to make it happen, right? "I dunno, ya might still get sacked tha fuck out even if ya have a second cup." If Ichigo was really tired from the night before, well, he'd likely still fall back to sleep even if he had a second cup of coffee.

Alcohol tasted fine to him but he'd not felt anything from it. "I haven't tried any pop so I dunno. Alcohol tastes pretty good but it didn't affect me when I drank some before." He hadn't drank with Kisuke and Yoruichi, he also didn't plan to do so. Those two were menaces when they were drinking together and he wasn't going to deal with that nonsense. "I think breakfast is a good fuckin' idea myself. As fer if I need help, yer welcome ta help if ya wanna." The Arrancar didn't really need any help but if Ichigo really wanted to help he could.

"Ya look like yer thinkin' too fuckin' hard." If Ichigo had any questions he could just as easily ask him. It's not like he was keeping anything hidden. He got his money from Hueco Mundo since he was the only one who wanted to stay in the world of the living. He liked the sunlight and every comfort he'd discovered since he first visited without coming here to fight. Aizen had had a bunch of human world currency to spend for the snacks and other things that he bought for himself in Las Noches.

"I wouldn't mind a shower with ya, I was more surprised that ya said ya wanted to do that." He'd genuinely thought that Ichigo had regretted the night before. But he was pretty glad he was wrong. The Shinigami was simply tired. Which, he felt was to be expected given the activities they'd gotten up to. "Fuckin' course I am. After last night it'd be fuckin' stupid if I wasn't." While he'd never shared a shower with someone before he couldn't see it being bad.

Seeing Ichigo's face turning red almost made the Arrancar chuckle or even snort. He didn't, which was probably a good thing, but he was watching with interest. He knew that people's faces got red for various reasons and he knew that this reason wouldn't be something like anger.

"Showerin' together is gonna be new fer me but I think I understand what ta do." Such as help Ichigo wash his back and things along those lines. Or maybe help him wash his hair? Whatever, he'd figure it out as he went.

[brcidablik]

Ichigo holds his stare before coughing into his hand.

Okay, that had been his original line of thought, but Ichigo wasn't going to outright verbalize that. Blue and shades of blue were Grimmjow's aesthetic, and honestly, it suited him. But then again, what exactly did Ichigo know or understand about colour? After all, he had orange hair and that wasn't his entire personality.

A slight snort echoes from Ichigo. "Maybe I should have you take a look at my place and give me some tips," he says. "I've mostly kept it the same, but have been thinking about doing something. Just don't know what yet."

That, and the severe lack of time that Ichigo had on hand. He'd have to book off an entire week or so, depending on exactly what he wanted to get done... There was the possibility that Karin and Yuzu decided to throw in their own opinions on what could be improved. Probably make a giant list now that Ichigo seriously thought about it. And that thought immediately made him groan internally.

There was no way he'd ever let his sisters know or hear the idea of him redecorating his place. Eventually. Maybe.

"Wait..." Ichigo blinks rapidly. "Are you offering me a key to your place?" It took a moment for that to sink in. "You sure?" He asks, taken aback slightly, honestly, the offer touched Ichigo and unable to deny the idea of having a place where he could go and not worry about anything... fuck it was tempting.

"I mean..." Ichigo tries to string his words together, running fingers through his hair. He takes a moment, takes a deep breath before exhaling. "... Thanks," his eyes flicker. "I think... No. I'm definitely going to be taking you up on that offer. I'll repay you, promise."

A chance to go somewhere and not feel bombarded by... everything, everyone. Having some level of control back and not spiralling every second due to the weight on his shoulders and the expectations thrust upon him yet...

No one ever bothered to reach out. To talk with Ichigo other than Grimmjow.

But maybe the escape of Grimmjow's place was exactly what Ichigo needed.

"Eh, I wouldn't say worried," Ichigo shifts and grunts out a bit, a touch of relief passing through his eyes and shoulders relaxed. "Glad it isn't from Urahara."

No one ever knew what strings could possibly be attached when Urahara was involved.

"... There's a treasury in Hueco Mundo?"

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

"I wouldn't mind takin a look at yer place. If ya really want me ta help ya out. Might even offer ta paint it fer ya." Grimmjow liked that he was able to express more than just his destruction. Creating things was something else entirely. He knew it was the opposite of his embodiment but that didn't mean shit. Especially since those were assigned just like their numbers. Sure, he was a really good embodiment of destruction, that wasn't all he was. Just like blue wasn't his entire personality.

He shrugged. "Why not? Ain't like I know anyone else around here I can trust ta not wreck my shit." His place was nice and decorated as he saw fit since he owned it, it wasn't a rental apartment but more like a penthouse condo. So he could decorate and paint it to his specifications without issue. The fact that he trusted Ichigo might surprise the redhead but since he'd been staying in Karakura the only one who really talked to him at all was Ichigo himself.

"I dunno if my place is really an apartment, since from what I understand ya humans don't own apartments but rent 'em. I own my place." He'd happily show Ichigo around the condo, actually, there were even extra rooms he wasn't using for anything. One was set up as an office with a fancy expensive gaming computer in it. So sue him, he liked playing video games. "I pay my bills automatically, just in case I ain't in Karakura when they need ta be paid. It's on auto-debit." The only thing he'd had help with getting set up was his bank account. But it wasn't Kisuke who helped him, it was Yoruichi.

"Ya can pay me back by hangin' out with me I ain't gonna take yer fuckin' money. Ya have yer own bills an' shit ta worry about. Ya need it fer that." Ichigo was still living as a human despite being anything but, that was his choice, and he wasn't going to judge him for it. His apartment was safe. Ichigo could stay there as often as he wanted to just to escape from everything. And the Arrancar would be there should he not be busy dealing with stuff in Hueco Mundo.

"Fuck no, I don't deal with the shady hat. He still fuckin' owes me fer somethin' I did fer him. Especially since I went well beyond what I was supposed ta do." Not because he wanted to but because he had to. Kisuke was aware of that. Or most of it. Nelliel had told him more than likely, she was the one who helped drag Kisuke's unconscious ass out of the poison bubble. He'd been dragging the blond out himself, but was struggling due to the strength of the poison, he helped her get Yoruichi and the little Yoruichi out of the bubble too. Nelliel had then helped get all of them, and herself medical help before the two Arrancar left to rescue their queen.

He snorted. "Yeah, how ya think Aizen was gettin' his fancy biscuits an' shit? He had human money and would send Gin ta buy everythin'. Snacks, various other stuff none of us Espada got ta touch or try." He did know that Lilynette was give candy and other sweet things. Mostly as a means to stop her from wrecking the halls of Las Noches with paint or other things she was snuck in by Gin. "There was this one thin' he let us all sample, some kinda cake, it was pretty fuckin' good. Had coffee flavorin' an' somethin' sweet yet crunchy on top."

"Ta be honest, if ya wind up wantin' ta stay at my place on a more permanent basis somewhere down tha line just let me know. I'll even help ya move in. I've got space. Yer gonna see that when I give ya a tour." Ichigo would also see his collection of cds and records. Yes, actual physical records of music. He even had a record player he fixed up to play them on. The two of them seemed to only have one another in Karakura. Ichigo had moved out of his family home, his friends had all abandoned him, and the Arrancar was the only one who seemed to talk to him. For the Hollow, Ichigo was the only person who even bothered to talk to him aside from Yoruichi, and she wasn't always able to do so.

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

"At this point the closet is glass." from Ichigo.

SEXUALITY AND GENDER IDENTITY THEMED PROMPTS FOR PRIDE @brcidablik

Ichigo was lucky that Grimmjow had been around humans for a decent amount of time now. He knew the saying 'coming out of the closet'. "So just come out already. Ya know yer family ain't gonna treat ya any different." As an Arrancar he'd never really put a label on himself because in Hueco Mundo there were none. Humans had labels and apparently a lot of them. Which was pretty dumb in his eyes. "Yer cookin' sister will probably make ya somethin' special. Yer other sister might give ya a bit of crap but not maliciously." He didn't mention Isshin because something told him the relationship between them was strained.

"How about this. Ya invite yer sisters ta my apartment so I'm there with ya as... support or whatever." He knew that Ichigo's friends wouldn't matter but his sisters did. They were probably the only part of the redhead's family that the Shinigami even gave a damn about. "It's up ta ya of course, I'm not gonna force ya or nothin'. I just know that keepin' it from th' ones who matter ta ya can hurt them as well as ya."

As an Arrancar the only things he knew about humans and humanity were things he'd learned from watching them. He'd long since forgotten how he'd been as a human. Well, that and having lived so long ago he didn't know much about the modern world. There were times where he mentioned things that existed when he was a human. Or he called certain foods by different names. "Ya will feel better after openin' up ta yer sisters."

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

🎵 + Grimmichi

Send me a 🎵 + ship to get a 5-10 song ship playlist @brcidablik

I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace

Wicked Game- Theory Of A Deadman

Untouched - The Veronicas

Forever - Kamelot

Song #3 - Stone Sour

You're Mine - Disturbed

Tangled Up In You - Staind

Heaven - Solence

Love Bites (But So Do I) - Halestorm

Bruises & Bitemarks - Good With Grenades

//As you can see there's an array of different sorts of songs on here. Some are love songs. Some are bittersweet. Then there's the sort of spicy ones. Anyway, hope this works.

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

Hold still. I mean it. Hold still.

✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 ··· a collection of injuries tended in silence, pain worn like armour, the intimacy of being seen at your worst. genre: hurt and comfort, angst, romance, drama. @liecoris

Being fretted over was an odd experience for him but he was simply going with it. He knew better than to argue. He didn't mind her speaking to him in such a manner. There was mutual respect between them even if they acted like assholes to one another from time to time. "I am fuckin' sittin' still." Except he wasn't and she'd notice that well before he did. He was sort of squirming in place.

Sitting still never felt right to him. He tended to keep moving all the time. Rest was for the weak and all that. Or was it rest was for the wicked? He slept when he slept and not a single moment sooner. Why would he sleep when he wasn't tired? Hollows didn't need sleep and he was a Hollow. "I'm fine, really. Ya know I've been through worse than this."

Should she throw any sort of look his way he'd go quite. Not out of fear but because he didn't want to deal with attitude. Or worse. If there was a worse. In any case, he was going to be totally fine. He got banged up all the time. Nothing a good few Hollows wouldn't fix.

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

• You're bleeding through your shirt. Don't tell me you're fine. from Ichigo

✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 ··· a collection of injuries tended in silence, pain worn like armour, the intimacy of being seen at your worst. genre: hurt and comfort, angst, romance, drama. @brcidablik

"I am fine." The way he growled the words out would normally make people mad at him but he knew Ichigo wouldn't. Not because they'd grown closer to one another but because the Shinigami understood. HIs white shirt wasn't just covered in his blood which was still actively oozing. No, there was a sizeable gash in the fabric, ruining the shirt itself.

"Fucker got th' drop on me is all. I'll be good after some fuckin' rest. What're ya gonna do babysit me to ensure I don't hurt myself or somethin'?" He didn't ask his question in a way that could some off as him thinking the idea was stupid, or even demeaning. He knew Ichigo. The redhead would likely want to stick around because they were friends now, or something.

Whatever.

Once they were somewhere less public, the Arrancar peeled his shirt off and tossed it into the trash. There was no salvaging that given the huge tear in it. Not a huge loss. He had more. "I'm gonna grab the first aid kit I've got. Dunno what the shit in it is fer but I know ya know cause of yer old man." Isshin had likely taught all his kids how t do first aid. Or to treat wounds on the fly.

Once he returned he just sat down after handing the kit to Ichigo. There were cleaning pads and anti-septic liquid, but anti-bacterial cream, and steri-strips which would help the wound to close without needing stitches and other things like gauze to put over the steri-strips and then regular bandages, plus the wrap that Ichigo would need to keep the gauze in place. It was a very well stocked first aid kit.

[frogsonalotusleaf]

“That is how the ritual is performed. There’s no other motive of mine behind it.” Ulquoirra shrugged.

“Unless you would prefer to spar now?” Shifar got into a fighting stance. “Shall we test if the changes have truly taken effect?”

Not waiting for an answer, he began with an attempted chop to the side of Grimmjow’s neck, the opposite side of that he had bit.

[grimmjxw-jaegerjaquez]

Grimmjow listened to the man. No, the vampire. Having been bitten he started feeling a bit strange almost right away. Like his body had been strengthened to some extent. "I see. Ain't what I was expectin' but I'm sure ya know that humans have a lot of things they think they know about the supernatural." Funny enough, he didn't believe most of the crap in books about them. With how pale the other man was he could easily pass as an albino.

Perhaps he'd been one at birth, were the emerald eyes from being turned? Or were they there when he was born? When the vampire dropped into a fighting stance, he'd respond in kind. As a bartender and part time bouncer, he did have moves. Plus, he'd been an MMA fighter for a few years before retiring.

When the vampire went to strike, he barely dodged by bending backward, the move would drive him backward by the momentum. Since he wasn't used to having used to the strength he now had, he'd fly a bit backward and land in a heap unceremoniously. Once he stood up he'd dust himself off. "Well, that was embarrassin'."

He'd squat down and launch himself toward the vampire, trying to land a right hook, if that didn't work he'd try to bring his knee up into his midsection instead.

[leneemusing]

SEXUALITY AND GENDER IDENTITY THEMED PROMPTS FOR PRIDE

❝  i guess i always kinda knew?  it just wasn’t that important until i got older.  ❞

❝  it never mattered to me like,  what form people came in.  i love souls,  the body is just kinda like pretty packaging.  it’s nice but it’s not what’s important to me.  ❞

❝  oh yeah i did the whole ‘massive crush on my best friend’ thing.  wouldn’t recommend it.  ❞

❝  today my gender is kinda of ‘meeehh?’  ❞

❝  yeah of course i’m only into women,  have you seen them?  ❞

❝  i think i had a harder time accepting myself than my family ever did.  ❞

❝  i’m pretty sure everyone else knew i was gay before i ever realized it.   ❞

❝  i have a hard time talking about it,  even now—i’m not ashamed or anything like that.  i just,  don’t really know…how or what to say i guess.  ❞

❝  i think i’m ready to actually come out to them.  ❞

❝  i really want to tell them but i don’t wanna do it alone…could you help me with it?  ❞

❝  the ‘am i gay’ quizzes are a gateway drug.  ❞

❝  would you mind using [insert pronouns] for me now?  i’m trying to see how it feels.  ❞

❝  they’re right actually,  i’m gay and i do have an agenda to make everything gayer.  ❞

❝  ever since i told them i’m gay they keep pointing to every slightly attractive man and asking if he’s my type.  ❞

❝  me? no i don’t think i’m—i mean.  yeah sometimes i think about what it’d be like to kiss girls/guys but i’d never…come on,  everyone thinks about it a little bit right?  ❞

❝  at this point the closet is literally made of glass.  ❞

❝  actually,  i’m [insert identity].  ❞

❝  it’s all ‘i wish i was into women it’d be so much easier’ until you find out about the lesbian drama.  ❞

❝  i’m bisexual and confused.  not about being bi,  though.  just like…in general.  about life.  ❞

❝  i just need a nice bear to throw me around for a few hours,  i think it’d do more for me than therapy.  ❞

❝  i would trust any stone butch with my life.  ❞

❝  sappho would be so proud.  ❞

❝  i’m still figuring myself out.  i know i’m not straight,  that’s a start.  ❞

❝  i finally figured out my sexuality and then boom here comes a gender identity crisis.  ❞

❝  i’ve just…never really been interested in the whole sex thing.  ❞

❝  anyway,  if neither of us find our true loves in the next five to ten years,  wanna have a lavender marriage?  for the taxes.  ❞

❝   you wanna come to pride with me?  ❞

❝   this is my first pride actually,  i’m kinda nervous.  ❞

❝   well,  this seems as good a time as any to come out.  ❞

❝  no one can know about this—it’s just between us okay?  ❞

❝  i’d never tell anyone.  ❞

❝  you don’t owe anyone ‘coming out.’  it’s personal,  do things at your own pace.  only tell the people you want to.  ❞

❝  you’ve always made me feel safe so,  i just knew i could tell you about it.  ❞

❝  everyone’s hot and i’m a disaster who doesn’t know how to ask anyone out.  ❞

❝  i’m not sure i wanna fuck them or be them.  ❞

❝  i’m just experimenting i guess,  trying to figure out what i like.  ❞

❝  she said she didn’t see us working out but then she brought me a potted plant so i guess it’s still up in the air.  ❞

❝  i want to be one of those bold,  unapologetic people but i’m still just terrified.  ❞

❝  she’s so pretty i think i’m gonna die.  ❞

❝  oh,  no he’s got a great smile too.  i’m in deep this time.  ❞

❝  how did you know?   like for sure that you were into [gender]?  ❞

❝  do you mind if i ask you a question about being [identity]?  ❞

❝  thank you for trusting me with this.  ❞

❝  it’s okay,  take your time to put it into the right words.  i’m not going anywhere.  ❞

❝  wait,  you think i’m [identity]?  what makes you say that?  ❞

❝  i’m here,  i’m queer,  i wanna leave.  ❞