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hey everyone!  this blog is going on a permanent semi-hiatus. grimm is a tricky muse to keep hold of, which is why i'll be on my other oc blog, reddier. 

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does anyone else remember goggles i accidentally turned it on and found this gem on the dash 8)

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here but not really

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kyogan:

okay.

this time she does fling it. 

practice with close-combat has paid off, to an extent, and it flies beautifully through the air, landing on his head with an equally graceful little donk.

she might be in trouble, but this was pretty much soul society’s equivalent of a slam-dunk, wasn’t it?

           he should sleep regularly. maybe if he did, he wouldn't            randomly go into death-like states that leave him so             vulnerable. 

           in the future, he's going to remedy this. 

           after the bottle hits his head, he jumps up, the folder            flying somewhere else. he picks up the bottle and looks            around, trying to figure out who had the fuckin' audacity            to throw it in the first goddamn place. 

           and then he realizes it was deer-kun. deer-kun was the             one that had the balls to throw something at him? huh.             he's equal parts pissed the fuck off and proud, honestly.            doesn't mean he's not about to fuck some shit up, though. 

           tossing the bottle from hand to hand a few times, grimmjow            tries to decide if he's going to hurt her for this. if he doesn't,             she might start thinking shit like this is okay to do. others             might think he's gone fuckin' soft since his fight with ichigo--            and that just wont do, will it?

           catching the bottle a final time, he grins before throwing it            back down towards kame with way too much force. it             hits the ground and s h a t t e r s in all directions, sending             shards of plastic and water everywhere. once the dust            and mist settles, he jumps off the roof (again with too much            force; he creates a huge dent in the roof, resulting in a            loud crack as beams break underfoot) and lands a few feet            away from the shinigami. 

                            "You think that shit's cute, Deer-kun?" 

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i deem this day the day grimmjow fucks up large portions of soul society 

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fuukoukei:

    “Greatly.”

    Setting his jaw, he had to take a moment and bite down on his impulse to try shoving the other man off his desk and onto the floor, see how he liked it. But, that would just encourage him, and before Hisagi knew it his office would be wrecked. 

    Still, he wasn’t about to stoop in front of Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, certainly not just pick up some paper. It could wait. 

    “Is there something I can actually do for you, or are you just out to terrorize my office?”

              he can see that he's getting to the shinigami,                and that just turns his smirk into a grin, amusement               clear in his features. his posture is still relaxed-- for               now, at least. 

              the question doesn't warrant an immediate answer.                instead, grimmjow shoves another stack of paper               work to the floor as he stands up straight. the stack                hits the floor and scatters at his feet, but he ignores               it and instead walks forward until he's toe to toe with               the shinigami. there's only an inch or so difference in                their heights, but grimmjow makes it seem miles high               with his body language. 

                        "There is something you can do for me, actually."

              the former sixth leans down then so that he can whisper               out the next words that are more threat than suggestion. 

                         "Stay away from my woman." 

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Sooo~ Since I haven’t done that in ages and just reached a Follower-Milestone, here we go with a little Follower Forever/Follower Appreciation-List~

I like lists that are alphabetical and organized, so I go with this~ Those bolded are the ones I basically read everything I can catch on the dash. (You guys are my freetime and pastime lecture, omg.) From the rest I at least read one large thread c: 

Whoever is not mentioned here, please don’t be sad nvn7 I follow everyone for a reason, and I tend to read asks from time to time.

So here we go

Soul Society

afetchingtaicho | candysensei | dropdeadgroovy | dual-persona | fire-to—my-soul | floremeius | frigoribus | hon-no-megami | interius-tenebrae | kagayaku-tsuki | kikokuen | kiraa-hachi | liliumpurpureo | loyaltyisblind | mxsume | nightingale-threnody | onepunchkill | rangikusan | sakura-samurai | scientific-method | seitoka-rekuiemu | shi-dai-saigai | stressglitch | taste-for-carnage | tearful-cadenza | timor-pugna | tuberculosistaichou | von-kip | wisteriaessence | yochina—shinigami

Hueco Mundo

cae-iracundia | caeruleus-excidium | ceniizas | cuarrto | deceptiveserpent | decima-fuerza | dernier-gardien | des—garron | drottinsvik | el-noveno | evolutionary-fear | goldentresses | grxmm| gxrras | invictustyr| itskingbitch| iustitiacaecaest | jauriax | keikakudori | kingofthepanthers | kyoki-no-keshin | liarsfolly | littleannoyance | musei-fushigi | notjustaweapon | princesa—serpiente | punodelmamut | rosu-robosu | setarebrio | survivalisforthefittest | swallow-of-sadism | tiburonhime | txsla | venatora | venomous-revenge | wavesofmassacre | widowxd

Wandenreich

beanchaointe| erkiengill | ihre-majestat | schlaraffen

Karakura-Town

digital-missiles | isshin-shiba | wind-bladed

Other OCs and Characters

bladed-heart | ignitethecigarette | madness-bellflower | purpura-viri | remuelwolfe

That’s it nvn7 Thanks all for the follow, the nice threads, the great conversations and random-crack-rounds (especially in Hueco Mundo), and

                                            Stay awesome \ o /

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so for my 100th post, I decided to post my first follow forever. honestly, i didn't expect there to be so many koala tea blogs following me liek wat r u doin and words can't even begin to explain how happy i am to have over 120 of you here in such a short space of time ;w;

i'm sorry this is p shite and not really set out alphabetically, but i kinda really wanted to post this so yeah.

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people i just fucking adore 5eva (in no particular order)

                 empressium ⋄ kolxis ⋄ seaxwitch ⋄ happythxught ⋄ thefrostprincebites ⋄ zxnyan ⋄ shanthriya

people i want to interact with & stalk from afar (again, in no particular order)

svikinnar ⋄ cuarrto ⋄ sciath ⋄ rifiutare ⋄ arielshepard ⋄ humxnism ⋄ dontbetakeninbyhiswelcomegrin ⋄ peterxgriffin ⋄ xconcealed ⋄ thumbxlina ⋄ rosaaeternum ⋄  notimefordancin ⋄ tobyinthelabyrinth ⋄ shxpherd ⋄ vivyre ⋄ martyrxd ⋄ egbxrt ⋄ listenwellallofyou ⋄ powerofra ⋄ ofmidian ⋄ wendybxrd ⋄ grxmm ⋄ untamedxsoul ⋄ senofthespirits ⋄ melancholxa ⋄ that-elegant-captain ⋄ illepidam ⋄ widowx ⋄ abrideoffire ⋄ xasis ⋄ littlexmermaids ⋄ kempybowe ⋄ papilione ⋄ xwanderingfree ⋄ edhelernil ⋄ reindeerxboy ⋄ noxtears ⋄ spareheiress ⋄ lastlivingpotter ⋄ the-lostgirl-jane ⋄ ferociter ⋄ banishedking ⋄ fuckingimmortal ⋄ adreadfulbond ⋄ keyblxde ⋄ ludicrax ⋄ inthealleys ⋄ soteriax

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  He expects the shop to be empty—Urahara’s off training with Ichigo and the rest of his ragtag bunch of friends, and had been in the process of locking it up earlier when Renji had stopped by. The rest of his employees had tagged along, and Urahara had told him to check in at least once or twice to make sure nothing’s been stolen. Renji’s not sure why anybody would want to steal any of the junk that’s piled up in there, but he goes anyways, if only because there’s nothing else to do. Soul Society always slows down when it gets hot, and he’s not going to find anything to do there.

  The air inside is still, near oppressive, and despite the shorts and striped tank top he’s sporting, it still feels at least fifteen degrees hotter inside than it did outside. He kicks moves some stuff around with his foot before giving up and heading towards the back, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck—which is already slick with a light sheen of sweat. The door is propped open, which is strange—Urahara definitely wouldn’t have forgotten to do that.

  He expects a burglar, maybe even a dumb kid, but he gets far more than he bargained for—a naked Grimmjow stretched out on a chair, completely unabashed about his own nudity. A strangled grunt makes its way out of Renji’s mouth and he slaps his own hand over his eyes, scowl evident on his face and in his voice.

     ”Christ, Grimmjow. Put some fuckin’ pants on.” It doesn’t even strike him as odd (yet) that an espada is hanging around in the human world, at Urahara’s shop, of all places.

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               he's been dosing for most of the time, lulled                into an almost trance like state by the heat and                the shade. sweat glistens all over his body, helps                cool him just a bit whenever a breeze sweeps past.                 there's a half empty cup of lemonade next to him--                a treat he'd never expected to taste so good. it's                one of his favorites now. 

               there's a subtle spike of energy from somewhere                near the front of the shop-- it would worry him, if he                 weren't so heat drunk. urahara told him to hold down                 the fort, but honestly, that's too much work right now. 

               he can handle heat. really, he can handle any sort of                 weather-- except, apparently, humidity. in the desert,                 there was no water to create humidity. here? well. japan                is a fuckin' island with all the humidity and none of the                 beautiful ocean breezes he's always hearing about. 

               as the energy draws closer, grimmjow manages to                 open his eyes just a bit so that he can see the not                 quite stranger draw closer. it's the red-head ichigo                 is always hangin' out with-- what the fuck is his                 name? eh. doesn't matter right now. 

               grimm leisurely grabs his lemonade, takes a slow                 drink before staring up at the dude. he's never been                 modest-- no, he knows that he looks good, hates                 clothes anyways, so the thought of covering up doesn't                 even pop into his mind. 

                            "Why the fuck would I do that?                                You gotta be fuckin' stupid or                                somethin' to be okay with all                                those fuckin' clothes on. And                                that fuckin' hair-- man, you tryin'                                to give yourself heat stroke?"

                while his words are as aggressive as usual, they                  lack any sort of anger or irritation. right now,  he's                 honestly curious about how the shinigami is able to                 adapt so well. is it through training? he weighs the                  pros and cons of training to not be affected by                  humidity for a bit before deciding that's a thought                 process for a time when he's not sweating out                  most of his brain cells. 

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i did a really cool thing today, guys 8)

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