#caeruleusexcidium

[tenkinagura]

@caeruleus-excidium ;

     who the hell--

“oi, you.” has kenpachi seen him before--he doubts it. then again, the captain has never taken the time to really learn faces. or names, for that matter. his molars grind. 

     “hey, i’m TALKIN’ to you                     y’seen yachiru around?”

[sacrumflorem]

✦ = being well-dressed .

my muse’s reaction to your muse being well-dressed | @caeruleus-excidium

        Orihime blinked. And then blinked again. Three times, just to be sure she was seeing right. And then, her lips parted, “Grimmjow-san?!” She was pretty sure that was him ( 95.06% sure, to be correct!! ) “Is that you?”

        Eyes large and beseeching, she walked around his much taller form, taking in the fresh cut of his outfit - even with his hair still messily strewn all over his head, he sure cleaned up nice! “You look so pretty!” Many questions left her, rushing one after the other and so on ( where are you headed? can i come? were you playing dress up? who picked out your shirt? )

        “Wait until Sado-kun sees you! Ah! Should I send him a picture…?”

[renegaderr]

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gay

and you arent, you furry

[wind-bladed]

[7:49:04 PM] rande: ulquiorra shows up to use the airhorn and grimmjow is there [7:49:21 PM] ichigo. (magpie): FUCK [7:49:35 PM] rande: its like that vine where the dude is like 'HEY WAKE UP' and the other dude pops up behind the first guy

[swordofdeath]

random starter - @caeruleusexcidium

Unohana never seen or met this one before. Even in the Battle of Fake Karakura she was there but here was the first. Never seen from the war and literally everything indeed. Of course, he reeks of violence, almost like Zaraki.

Folded arms aside, she only found him because of his 'reiatsu'. Was 'reiatsu' here in Spirale a thing? Unohana doesn't care.

"Your aura almost reminds me of Zaraki. You must be an Espada member, under Aizen." She had dealt with crazies before, she's cautious on what will he do. Know his behavior, even.

"I have never encountered you before. Let it be Retsu herself as well."

[isolaradiale]

without prior reserve, here to app grimmjow jaegerjaquez from bleach. this is roo, my contact info and all information can be found under /app. [with the period!] or by clicking the crown on this blog and then the 'destruction' tab.

Welcome to festive Isola Radiale, Grimmjow!

You will be housed in APARTMENT 302.

You will retain the use of your enhanced strength, but only enough to barely lift a car.

You will be given a wooden sword.

Enjoy your stay!

*Aspidiske

[wind-bladed]

starter // @caeruleus-excidium​

The rolling sea of white sand stretched infinitely beyond him until it met the dark sky, the landscape only broken by scrawny branches poking out. When he met the ground, black robes billowing behind him, there was only the softest sound of his feet meeting the sand ( a sound he had grown steadily accustomed to ). His eyes roam the horizon line in search of any fleeting hint that the wild King had roamed these hills, but Ichigo hardly expected to find any. 

With a quiet huff, Ichigo’s body coiled with tension before he kicked off the ground and stepped into the air. He let it carry him forward as he roved over the endlessly monochromatic land of Hueco Mundo, searching for one particular splash of sky blue he knew as well as the backs of his hands. 

“Oi! Grimmjow!” he shouted, “Where are you, bastard?”

Following the trails of spiritual pressure had never been his strong suit either.

[scientific-method]

🔪 fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you

meme: send me 🔪 to stab my muse.not accepting! ( i was asked and who am i to deny an opportunity to stab mayuri :^) )

@caeruleus-excidium​

He hated it when subjects grew rowdy.He hated it when they decided that they should fight back.

“H’oh.”

Pain receptors were marginally low, and he supposed he should be thanking himself for that. Admittedly, the attack had caught him somewhat off-guard. A hand claw had swiped at him (aiming directly for the neck. maybe he would’ve been better off if he had let that be the target.) for him to dodge away from only for another to strike. It was a precise and direct hit, one that the Twelfth could’ve complimented on if he weren’t in such an amazingly strange predicament.

Fingers had gouged into his right eye, Mayuri could feel them. The index and middle digits were piercing through the white, already causing for crimson and red to spurt in anticlimactic fashion before cascading down painted, warped features. He’s breathing deep, as if this endeavor had knocked the wind out of him.

It was surely the opposite, however.

Swallowing back the urge to laugh, the scientist had no choice but to stand with his knees lightly shaking from the immense shock his body’s been forced to acknowledge. Did it hurt? Did it agonize? Did it terrify him?

Hardly, but he could not ignore the damage that has been done.

“You are… taking a major risk,” he paused to inhale, other eye pinching shut as he could feel sharp nail of ring finger scrape at its corner, “Grimmjow.”

He supposed he should have applauded him for the effort. He’s managed to hit him– leave a mark of sorts, and this would surely be one for the history books if Mayuri were that kind of person sort. Despite this, he’s found it all so funny.

(i should be thankful that he chose this particular eye.)

They stood in silence, tense and quiet.

The arrancar wore a look of silent fury while Mayuri had dared to grin. Dual rows of teeth gnashed and clicked, grinding against one another to force wordless contemplation before he allowed for one, croaky chuckle to escape.

By then, he shamelessly chose to break the silence.

“Would you like to hear a fact? A fun fact, if you will.”

“Truth be told, I despise people like you.”

Arms hung limp at sides. He could feel the fingers squirm, vaguely writhing as if to test and tease for how much space they had left within his skull. An eerie, ticklish feeling it was for him to feel but not alien. He’s felt more and so much worse, experimented in inhumane and intrusive ways on himself just to simply see what would happen.

This? It was nothing but a mere setback.

The pain should have been unimaginable. The pain should have been intolerable. The pain should have had him writhing, howling, and choking. All it did, though, was provide him with a fair amount of entertainment.

“Are you, perhaps, trying to repay to me for what I did all those months back?”

(i am quite lucky, in fact, that it was this eye.)

“My, my… I didn’t think you were capable of remembering that far back.”

As exposed nails of fingers pinched and stung into sensitive skin, Mayuri tasted the brassy taste of blood on both tongue and lips. This was such a familiar sensation that he’d make no comment, but he’d make it evident that this was not his first time at removing a precious organ.

“It’s unfortunate that you aimed at the wrong side.”