I am the KING!

[jeagerjaquez]

jeagerjaquez; Private Sexta Espada, Grimmjow from Bleach. Bitten by Lux he/they 30+. Read rules on the carrd before following, or interacting. carrd originally created 2012 re-created 2025. About the mun

[rosaquiem]

❤                ━━━━━    war's   end   heralded   an   era   in   which   adaptation   is   imperative   for   those   once   forged   as   instruments   of   conflict.   once,   they   acted   as   mere   automatons   of   combat,   weaponized   by   a   false   god   whose   promises   rang   hollow,   true   value   veiled   in   servitude.   to   aizen,   their   existence   amounted   to   nothing   more   than   disposable   tools,   mere   pawns   maneuvered   across   his   tactical   board.   now,   unshackled   from   his   dominion,   one   wonders,   can   they   truly   comprehend   emotions,   nuances   of   camaraderie,   and   the   importance   of   kindness?   orihime   sees   possibility;   if   nel   attained   understanding,   then   surely   the   others   may   also   do   so,   provided   they   are   allowed   to   witness   and   experience   what   aizen   so   callously   denied   them.   destruction   is   fated   to   destroy,   isn't   that   the   purpose   of   his   creation?   yet,   what   if   destruction   is   not   just   a   finality,   but   an   essential   prelude,   indispensable   force   from   which   renewal   can   emerge?   without   destruction,   stagnation   prevails,   and   stagnation   is   not   advantageous.   inoue   discerns   what   others   miss;   her   compassion   may   be   excessive,   but   she   persists   in   her   belief   that   the   world   has   inherent   goodness.   destruction   sculpts   his   being,   while   restoration   defines   hers.

humanity's   complexities   will   always   remain   an   enigma   to   him   perhaps,   because   grimmjow   existence   has   been   plagued   by   violence   and   conflict.   within   her   capacity   lies   the   aptitude   to   impart   kindness   without   expectation   or   compensation,   a   reality   antithetical   to   his   experience.   ❝   yes,   a   friend...you   are   a   friend,   ❞   affirms,   timbre   infused   with   gentleness.   ❝   i   don't   expect   your   acceptance   or   understanding.   it's   just   the   way   i   perceive   you   now,   as   does   kurosaki-kun.   ❞   inoue   believes   that   ichigo   will   perpetually   regard   grimmjow   as   a   rival,   but   not   maliciously;   rather,   their   perpetual   confrontations   and   challenges   are   but   evidence   of   a   peculiar   camaraderie.   

❝   your   nature   is   unpredictable,   but   i   will   never   forget   you   saved   me   from   loli.   you   were   a   little   bit....extreme   but   that's   who   you   are,   grimmjow.   ❞   indeed,   she   once   felt   fear   toward   him,   aware   of   his   propensity   for   violence,   but   such   concerns   have   been   consigned   to   the   past.   ❝   not   a   thing,   a   friend,   ❞   she   gently   corrects.   ❝   compassion   is   meant   for   our   friends.   you   and   kurosaki-kun   are   not   so   different.   both   of   you   have   tempestuous   natures;   perhaps   that   is   why   he   considers   you   a   friend.   ❞

[jeagerjaquez]

Her words rang true. Even Grimmjow was capable of telling that she wasn't lying as she spoke. She genuinely viewed him as a friend. He didn't even understand what friends were. Or how they were supposed to be. He was wild and fairly violent most of the time but not all of it. Even Kurosaki could attest to that. Their 'fights' were less so these days. More fun than violence, no true worries of death on either end, just the rush of a good fight.

Urahara's hidden training grounds were useful in that regard as well. What with the healing spring hidden by a rocky area and all. They never left with even a bruise to show that they spent who knew how many hours hitting one another with various abilities.

"Kurosaki has said somethin' similar before. So has the shitty hat. I'm never gonna understand how those who used to villainize me simply for fuckin' existing suddenly feel like they're my comrades." Given that he'd fought on their side during the war against the quincy maybe that was why. It's not like Grimmjow would put two and two together. Especially since he'd said that the only reason he was there was to ensure that Hueco Mundo still existed so he could mangle Kurosaki's body there.

"Loly and her wench of a friend both deserved far worse than I gave them. Had Aizen been the one who found them hurtin' you he'd have done a lot worse." Especially since the order had come from Aizen himself to keep her safe while she was within Hueco Mundo as their 'guest'. Calling her a guest when she was locked up in a room and unable to leave of her own volition was beside the point. His unpredictability was what made him such a versatile combatant.

Kurosaki had the temper of a redhead which made quite a bit of sense given his hair color. "If he really does consider me a 'friend' it's likely because we're so fuckin' similar to one another. Or the fact that he likes fighting me." For the arrancar there was no other reasons that could cause someone who was his enemy for a while to consider him a friend. He didn't think anyone should. Not even those among his own kind. "The remaining Espada and their fraccion still refer to you as the Princess Aizen had kidnapped." Whether that included himself or not probably wouldn't matter much.

[brcidablik]

@jeagerjaquez liked for a summer starter

"See? I told you it would be great!"

Ichigo stretched arms out. The bright blue skies soared endlessly with little cloud in the sky, accompanied by the clashing of the ocean waters with the other patrons of the beach yelling and hollering with fun and excitement.

His hand wraps around Grimmjow's and grins. "C'mon, let's go find a good spot. After that we'll put on some sunscreen and then go have some fun!"

[jeagerjaquez]

Grimmjow was walking pretty stiffly as they made their way to the beach. How he'd let Kurosaki convince him to wear a suit of fake meat was beyond him. Maybe it was because the guy had smiled at him. Especially since their relationship was no longer purely antagonistic and hadn't been for a while.

"It's fuckin' noisy, Ichigo." He was still not quite used to calling him by his first name but he hadn't slipped back into his habit of calling him Kurosaki that time, so he counted it as a win. "What the hell is sunscreen?" He didn't know what that was.

The denizens of Hueco Mundo's endless dark deserts wouldn't know what sunscreen was because they didn't need something like that there. The moon was the only bit of light they got in the desert which meant they didn't understand the warmth of the real sun either.

"What could possibly be fun here where it's noisy as fuck? ...smells nice though." That was likely high praise coming from someone like Grimmjow. Complimenting the smell of the beach. He probably meant the salty tang of the air over the smell of the people.

[rosaquiem]

❤                ━━━━━         his   lost   arm,   the   very   limb   she   has   once   repaired   to   wholeness,   lingers   as   a   testament   to   his   self-endangerment   tendencies.   it's   an   inevitability,   she   believes,   that   grimmjow   tends   to   perpetually   gravitate   toward   peril,   as   if   chaos   itself   is   ingrained   into   his   being.   orihime   persists   in   her   concern,   independent   of   the   logical   reasoning   behind   such   sentiment.   grimmjow,   epitome   of   destruction,   has   long   since   become   accustomed   to   battle's   fluctuations,   his   existence   a   perpetual   vortex.   roseate   lips   part,   exhaling   a   confession   unburdened   by   hesitancy.   ❝   i   do   in   fact   care.   ❞   such   avowal   is   typical,   as   her   heart   offers   its   benevolence   indiscriminately,   unperturbed   by   the   monstrousness   others   witness.   monster,   fiend,   these   are   mere   appellations,   yet   in   her   caramel   hues,   grimmjow   is   neither.   ❝   you're   not   a   monster,   at   least   i   don't   think   so.   ❞   inoue   raises   her   palms   before   her   heart,   digits   converging   into   a   triangular   formation,   conjuring   a   shield   that   envelops   the   sexta's   form.   barrier,   imbued   with   gentle   luminance,   gradually   repels   each   cut,   purging   sanguine   traces   from   azure   hair   and   flesh   alike.   perhaps   her   actions   elicit   bewilderment   among   her   companions;   the   rationale   behind   granting   compassion   to   those   who   once   caused   devastation   under   the   influence   of   a   false   god   eludes   them.   yet,   within   her   philosophy,   redemption   isn't   a   privilege,   but   a   right   accessible   to   all.

❝   you're   misunderstanding   me.   i'm   not   imposing   chains   on   you.   ❞   a   subtle   inclination   of   her   head   occurs,   auburn   tresses   cascading   to   frame   her   visage   with   natural   elegance.   ❝   but   i   care   if   something   happens   to   you.   perhaps   you   don't   understand   the   concept,   but   it's   what   i   feel.   ❞   ethereal   shield   fractures   into   small   fragments,   reminiscent   of   fragile   glass   dispersing   upon   the   air.   inoue   harbors   no   expectation   that   grimmjow   will   comprehend   the   intricacies   of   her   heart;   his   nature   is   inextricably   entwined   with   impulsiveness,   and   such   behavior   is   not   altered   by   mere   admonition.   nevertheless,   caution   can   scarcely   be   detrimental.

[jeagerjaquez]

"Che, you're welcome to care if you want to but it's wasted on someone like me." She had to know that was the truth. After all, why would anyone care about a monster in the guise of a human? Grimmjow knew next to nothing about humanity save for the bits and pieces Kurosaki told him about, most of which pretty much went over his head. Especially the bits about emotions.

"I doubt you'd want to chain me in any capacity anyway. I'm a wild animal, after all. I don't belong chained up or in some kinda cage." At his core, the arrancar was an animal, he'd been one for many years prior to evolving into his form now. His vasto lorde form was closer to his resurreccion than this form was. He'd been created for war. To stoke conflict. To cause pain and suffering to Aizen's enemies. The thing was, he hadn't been fond of that guy.

The warmth of her shield made him shiver. When he was active as the sexta, warmth was scarce. Something to be coveted more than it was given. For her to freely give her own, to heal him, was something else. Humans, really were such fascinating and strange creatures. She made him want to try studying them in some way. Maybe learn habits or how they interacted with one another. Something along those lines. Maybe it was strange, given his nature was to destroy, not learn, not be kind, but just destroy.

"You almost sound like you consider me a friend." Grimmjow didn't think that was even remotely true. He'd frightened her, carried her off in a sack with chains on her wrists and a gag in her mouth. The frightening part had been when he brutally murdered both Loly and Melony because they were harming her. Plus, he owed her back then. Because she'd restored his arm and number to him. "What is it with you humans and showing compassion to things like me? First it was Kurosaki and now it's you."

[musaeaeternae]

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[opscurus]

Pressed against the wall, his arms and elbows gained cuts from the brick, but he didn't pay it any mind, as his body was being used, a favorite pass time.

Howling again, Zangetsu cackled softly, toes curled in his shoes, as his cock slapped against his thigh, Grimmjow was plowing him from behind━━a favorite position when outdoors.

"Fuck, Grimmie, harder!!!!" Hissing at the other's comment he swiped his blue tongue over his lips, leaning his head against the wall. The gouges in his hips were going to feel deliciously painful after things were done and his pants were back on, he'd likely limp a bit.

Zangetsu was lucky indeed that he couldn't be bred, though, the thought of Grimmjow's cock stuffing his insides with cum made the Hollow grin, and he shifted to spread his legs more, and really feel Grimmjow fucking his ass.

That angle... yes!!!

Pushing his head against the wall so much he grazed his forehead, Zangetsu moaned happily. "Of course I fucking do." Zangetsu saw stars, and kept himself compliant, biting his lip as he felt Grimmjow ram against his prostate viciously, almost enough to make his vision blurry.

[jeagerjaquez]

Grimmjow also enjoyed using Zangetsu's body in various ways. Both of them were violent and vicious, as well as insane. They didn't care where or when they fucked. It was always primal, rough, and very aggressive on both of their parts. Even when the paler hollow was riding him.

Outdoors seemed to almost be their favorite location to fuck. Probably because the arrancar didn't give two shits about where they did things, and Zangetsu probably cared even less than he did. Plus, for him, outdoors was something he was pretty familiar with, since Hueco Mundo itself was largely outdoors. Las Noches existed, yes, but he hardly spent any time there. Preferring to lurk in the desert rather than deal with stupidity.

He growled, snapping his hips forward simply because of that nickname, he wasn't fond of it and Zangetsu knew that. Which was why he tended to use it to get what he wanted out of the arrancar. It was smart and stupid all the same. Claws would dig harder into the paler hollow's hips as he put more strength behind his thrusts. Possibly pushing Zangetsu even closer to the wall as a result.

The slight shift Zangetsu did by spreading his legs further led the arrancar to let out another hiss, this one of pleasure and not annoyance, as he sped up. Mostly just to go faster but he kept the power behind his thrusts as he fucked into Zangetsu from behind.

"Yer a fuckin' cock slut for me aren't you? You like how it feels to be dominated by me," While speaking, he'd lean just a bit more over Zangetsu's back, giving himself a bit more leverage at the same time. "Gonna fill you up with so much of me anyone who can smell that kinda thing will know who you lay with." He chuckled before licking the shell of Zangetsu's ear once again after leaning just a bit to the side. "Bet you'd like that, wouldn't you? For people to know you're a slut for me."

[jeagerjaquez]

"y'know, like... nyah?"

Grimmjow just stares at the person making a strange noise at him. He didn't understand anything they just said. "Fuck outta here with that nonsense." To get them to leave faster, he even gave them a helping kick.

[jeagerjaquez]

@rosaquiem queried "you're banned from doing anything remotely dangerous. " [ from orihime as if he would listen her? Lmao ]

Grimmjow snorted as he looked at her before he was licking any blood off his fangs, and then grinning. "I ain't some weak little bastard. Besides, you know I've had far worse than this." He wasn't beat to all hell or anything. Most of the blood on him might not even be his own. It wasn't like some small wound would do him in, he lost a whole arm before, and plenty of blood before and during that situation.

He clicked his tongue before sliding his fingers through his hair, wrinkling his nose when his hand came back bloody. "If you're not careful, people may think you actually give a damn about some monster." From what he knew, Kurosaki's friends could all see him, which meant if any of them were around, they could see him. They'd also see her there with him. Surely, that wasn't a good thing to have happen. "Most people wouldn't be trying to heal an unwanted stray. They'd be shooing it off with a broom or some shit." He'd merely heard that was what some people did toward stray animals.

What was he? Technically, a stray arrancar, who was also something of a stray animal.

His lips curled back into a slight snarl due to some of her words. "We both know I'm my own monster. There's no need for you to worry your pretty little head over me, or what dangerous things I may or may not get up to." Hueco Mundo was filled with danger. What was he supposed to do, just not go back home? He wouldn't just abandon it. He damn near died in the past which she knew, she'd been there when he was attacked by Nnoitora. Nothing in the sands posed any sort of threat to him, even injured. Everything was weak as shit and tasted even worse more than not.

"What exactly are you trying to get outta keeping me here? I don't see you as the sort to keep people fuckin' captive or in chains. That'd be the only way I wouldn't go home." Not that Hueco Mundo was really home, he was wandering more than he wasn't these days, but as an arrancar he was allowed to. He was the king but he wasn't always needed there. It was quiet. Too quiet. Far too peaceful for a world supposedly filled with cannibalistic monsters.

[hollowprompts]

` * 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 : a mix of dialogue and action prompts. sent "+ reverse" to reverse the roles.

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :

➔ you're gonna be okay , just keep your eyes on me. ➔ don't move - you're going to make it worse. ➔ it's not that bad. ➔ you saved me once before , now it's my turn. ➔ you fucking idiot , you weren't supposed to take the hit for me. ➔ i told you not to do that! now look! ➔ you're lucky that i know basic first aid , or you'd be dead! ➔ stay with me, okay? stay awake. ➔ i'll be as gentle as i can be , i promise. ➔ you're bleeding - oh my god , you're bleeding. ➔ you told me it was a scratch , this is not a fucking scratch! ➔ there's so much blood. ➔ next time you want to play here , just don't. ➔ stop fighting me and let me help! ➔ you're banned from doing anything remotely dangerous. ➔ you could have died , what were you thinking? ➔ if you die on me , i'm going to be pissed off. ➔ you didn't have to be so reckless just to prove a fucking point. ➔ the wound will heal but you'll have a scar.

𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

[ carry ] sender carries receivers muse to safety after finding them injured. [ stitch ] sender stitches receivers wound. [ hand ] sender holds receivers hand during a painful procedure. [ wound ] sender cleans receivers wounds with gentle and shaky hands. [ panic ] sender panics while trying to stop receiver's bleeding. [ patch ] sender patches receiver up using makeshift materials (i.e. torn shirt). [ fire ] sender drags receiver out of a burning building. [ pressure ] sender puts deep pressure on receivers wound while yelling for help. [ mouth ] sender gives receiver mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. [ change ] sender helps receiver change out of bloodied clothes. [ wash ] sender helps wash dried blood off of receivers face. [ shower ] sender helps receiver shower after an injury. [ broken ] sender tries to stabilize receivers broken limb with rope and sticks.

[kittiemitties]

Nice nice nice nice nice nice

[jeagerjaquez]

@opscurus queried [Src] “There! Right there! Yesyesyesyes!” // from Zan

There was nothing private about the location they were going at it in. Grimmjow didn't give a fuck and he knew Zangetsu didn't either. The other hollow's pants and boxers had been almost torn off of him before he was pushed against the dingy alley wall by the arrancar. "Keep fuckin' singing for me, Zangetsu, gonna make ya feel my cock inside ya for weeks after this." He dragged his tongue along the shell of Zangetsu's left ear before growling and biting the pale lobe with his fangs, making it bleed.

"You're fuckin' lucky ya can't be bred." The way he snarled that out as he snapped his hips forward, the taller hollow wasn't being gentle, but that was the name of the game with them. Violence was their love language. His claws were leaving gouges in Zangetsu's hips that were bleeding steadily. It was entirely possible the whole breeding mention was due to instincts and nothing else. Not that it would matter it was unlikely either of them would recall that particular comment with how rough and how long they tended to go at it when they were like this.

To semi-muffle a loud groan from himself, the arrancar would lean down and bury his fangs in Zangetsu's shoulder, before he adjusted how he was standing so he could snap up into the paler hollow even harsher. "You're taking me so well. Bet you like that, don't you? Taking my cock like you were built for it." More growling left him but that was fairly normal given the circumstances. Aside from their noises of exertion the only other sounds coming from that alley were the sounds of skin slapping against skin.

Though, any human who could hear their noises might think that it was some sort of feral animal doing something and avoid the alley entirely. Which would be very smart of them.

[jeagerjaquez]

Smash or Pass + "Me". from Ichigo.

"The answer is so fuckin' obvious," Grimmjow knew Kurosaki could be fairly dense and oblivious but this was a bit much. He'd move closer his grin widening before the arrancar was licking his lips and leaning down. "Do I gotta tear your fuckin' clothes off and take you here and now to get it through your skull that I wanna fuck you?" He actually wanted to do more than just fuck Kurosaki, he did like kissing him.

[jeagerjaquez]

@brcidablik queried "I'm not angry. I'm terrified. There's a difference." from Ichigo

"The fuck're you terrified of?" Grimmjow didn't understand why Kurosaki was so scared. That's was being terrified was, right? Not like he could really understand that very much. As an arrancar he wasn't too 'in tune' with many human emotions. He was good with anger though, did that count for anything? Was it really so bad?

"Why don't you explain to me why you're terrified? What exactly are you terrified of?" This fucker had nothing that could really touch him so why was he terrified? What was causing it? It wasn't him, was it? He certainly hoped not. He'd run a hand through his wild locks before squatting down in front of Ichigo, since the other was simply sitting and shaking for whatever reason the arrancar had yet to learn or figure out.

His brows would knit closer together and his lips would be pressed fairly thin, like he was thinking and sort of upset or angry at the same time, silent wasn't something he was around Kurosaki that much. Not since the kiss, and how Kurosaki had admitted that he'd been kept waiting. "You can tell me what's wrong, you know? I'm not going to laugh at you or anything like that. I'm a fuckin' asshole but even I know when to reign myself in. Even if I fail a lot of the time."

"There ain't a fuckin' thing that can hurt you out there. You're the strongest motherfucker in all the worlds. So, I'm asking again. What're you so terrified of?"

[opscurus]

(( @jeagerjaquez gets a clingy cunt

"Hey, kitty cat." Zangetsu just slid into the other's lap, inserting himself into the space of Grimmjow, wrapping arms around the espada's neck, his mouth twisting into a grin he usually wore. "Ya wanna fuck around?" Zangetsu bounced a little against Grimmjow, sticking out his tongue. "Choke me, motherfucker."

[jeagerjaquez]

Grimmjow looked up just in time for Zangetsu to make himself comfortable. Lips curled back briefly at the nickname, before he was grinning wide, teeth and fangs on full display. What they felt for one another was addiction and obsession. A far cry from love. They weren't human though, so that didn't matter in the slightest.

The fact that they were both undeniably and totally insane, not just for one another, but in general didn't bother them either.

The arrancar's grin widened as he wrapped one of his large hands around Zangetsu's pale throat, only adding a little pressure at first. "Gonna choke you so fuckin' hard there's gonna be fuckin' bruises." He did so love leaving marks on any part of Zangetsu's skin that he could. It did make him wonder just how long Kurosaki was going to remain ignorant to his hollow's actions, and just who said actions were being done with. "You always bruise so fuckin' pretty for me, Zangetsu."

[ancnymous]

NSFW things to say to Dominant muses

“I’ve been a good boy/girl today. Don’t you think I deserve a reward?”

“I’ve been a bad boy/girl today. Maybe you should spank me.” 

“You make me so hard/wet without even trying.”

“I’m gonna pout until you give me kisses.” 

“I borrowed your shirt. Don’t you think I look cute?” 

“I just wanna stay in bed all day and cuddle.”

“Your hands feel so good on my ___.”

“More… Please… I need more!”

“What would you say if I told you I’d never done this before?”

“I feel so full. So good.”

“You’re so big/thick/hard/wet. Is that all because of me?”

“You’re so pretty on top of me.”

“Take anything you want from me. I’m yours to use.”

“Fuck me… Please fuck me…”

“Your tongue! God, your tongue feels amazing!”

“Don’t stop~ Harder!” 

“I’m so close. Keep going~” 

“There! Right there! Yesyesyesyes!”

“Would you choke me?”

“I remember the safe word.”

“Are we using the safe word tonight?”

“Can we use one of the new toys tonight?”

“Have I earned the new toys you bought for me yet?”

“Tie me up? But what if I want to touch you?”

“I don’t think I can cum anymore tonight…”

“Cum on my face~”

“You taste so good.”

“If you want me on my knees, all you have to do is ask.”

“Remind me who I belong to~”

“I want everyone to know I’m yours. Would you mark me?”

“Oh my god! Stop teasing!” 

“You’re such a tease. Can’t I have your cock/pussy/tongue/fingers yet?”

“Deeper/Harder! I can take it~”

[ancnymous]

Random Smut Starters

“Fuck me harder.”

“Spank me.”

“Slow down…”

“You should spank me.”

“I wanna be choked.” 

“A little faster…”

“Choke me, (name).” 

“Keep counting with me – four… five…”

“You remember your safe word, right?”

“Okay… you can move now.”

“Please? I know I can take it.”

“Fill me up, (name).”

“I feel so full…”

“I can taste myself on your kisses…”

“Beg for my cock.”

“Play with my nipples.”

“You’re so hard~” 

“Fuck me like you hate me.”

“Pull my hair.”

“You’re so fucking tight.” 

“Dripping wet and I haven’t even touched you yet…”

“I need you inside me. Now.” 

“I can’t wait that long. I wanna take you right here.”

“I wanna watch you ride me.”

“You’re taking my cock so well, (name).”

“I love your cock/pussy, (name).”

“More… I need more.”

“You’re so full already, do you think you can take more?”

“Bad boys/girls don’t get to make the rules.”

“You’re being punished – no coming until I say so.”

“I’m so close…”

“Fuck! Right there!”

“I’m not sure if you can take all of me…”

“I don’t know if that’s going to fit…”

“Do you wanna use the toys tonight?”

“On your knees. Just like we practiced.”

[ancnymous]