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Married!? || Cat and Panter
She was a shinigami. He was an arrancar. She was on the side of the angels, sworn protector of souls. He was on the side of the fallen, devourer of like blackened hearts. She glowed with a playful confidence. He shimmered with a dangerous cruelty. She was fast and he was relentless. Two creatures so unalike and yet to find themselves in this situation was comical at the least. Still, it was what it was and so she, the shinigami accepted it, finding the arrancar before her interesting. Though most would see him as flawed or deadly, she saw him more as a book waiting to be read. A story untold.
That and he couldnt cook. Who couldnt cook? He needed some otherworldly help.
"You cant get a divorce Grimmjow and at the very least let me HELP you learn to cook. Stop being so damn stubborn."
"Ohhhhh Grimmjow-Honey!"
"Im home! Whats for dinner?"
blue-haired-bastard has appeared before you
♚ -- A simple visit to the other side just to get away from the nonsense of Soul Society was all he was really here for. But there was also much work to be done and it was nice to drop by unexpectedly and remind some of the Espada who was king of this white palace. Couldn't have any disobedience when the promised time came... and there were quite a few troublemakers that needed to be stomped into loyal dogs. Like this one...
Slowly he turned to glance back at the blue haired male, a dark brow raising ever so slightly, as a faint smirk tugged at his lips. "Have you come to welcome me back home, Grimmjow...? I suppose your uses are few with your one arm." A cruel thing to say, but sometimes he simply could not help himself.
Grimmjow wants Yoruichi. Called it.
"Grimmjow... what do you want?"