#desgarron

[titaneus]

@desgarron has found himself a regular

"Hello again," The fae hums as she takes a seat at the bar, her attention on handsome man behind the counter rather than the exciting show up on stage. Initially she started coming up here to get away from her duties for a short while (mostly away from Oberon and his pestering) but she found herself coming by more and more often after encountering the pretty bartender who probably never wore a shirt a day in his life. Not that she would complain especially when mixed her drinks just right.

"You know the usual," Which was that there wasn't one. She always asked the bar tenders her to surprise her or make their favorites. It was a fun little game she played. "So you're not dancing tonight? I guess that means I get to enjoy your drinks for the evening."

[penandswords]

@desgarron / stray kitten timeee

Rima squinted as she stepped into the darkened alleyway. A box in one hand, and her phone in the other to help with the lighting.

This was probably a bad idea. However, she already had the mother cat, and she wouldn't be able to rest until she found her babies. So she carried on.

Finally after some searching she found the litter. Kittens barely even a week old.

"Well it took me a little while, but I finally found you." She kneels down towards the littler as she talks. Carefully setting her phone down, and jumped noticing one much bigger than the rest.

"And what are you doing here? Looking out for them. Well I can't let you sit here on the street either."

[danryoku-sei]

[[ @desgarron || gets a spicy Shinigami ]]

✶✶ ━━━━ There he was entertaining the Arancarr, half dressed and growing more naked as time went on. His hair was messy, hands having roamed through it as clothes had been removed. Contrary to other's knowledge, Byakuya wasn't always upright and stoic, and it showed as he dropped his pants to crawl in the other's lap.

He had offered to give Grimmjow an erotic dance, though he had never really performed for anyone, he had done lots of practice in front of a mirror and critiqued himself. Byakuya knew he was very attractive, and he certainly found the Arancarr attractive, so he was biting the bullet and going for it.

The underclothes worn by every Shinigami strained in the front, his arousal obvious and growing. He looped arms around Grimmjow's neck pushing his face into his neck and taking in his scent, which made his frame shiver.

"Why do you smell so good?" His legs pressed together against Grimmjow's thighs as he pushed his hips into him, toes curling, and groaning into his neck. "I never knew a scent could make me feel like this... it's nice."

[hollowsing]

Continued from here.

@desgarron

Starrk didn't notice the suppression of reiatsu at first but he did notice that Grimmjow was closer to him than most Adjuches turned Arrancar would dare to be. He said nothing about it though as the greeting came. Something so simple as a welcome home felt surprisingly good.

"So some of the others did survive after all." The canine Arrancar replied with small smile. It was good to see Grimmjow too. The former Primera had thought he'd be returning to an empty fortress. That he was alone once more but it seemed the Sexta had lived. Grimmjow always was, IS, resilient though, so maybe he shouldn't have been surprised.

His eyes looked over the knew attire. "You look good." He noted referring to both the outfit and his state of being. Starrk's own attire was much the same as it had been under Aizen though it was ragged and tattered and he wore a simple brown poncho over it. The brunette looked haggard and more tired than he ever had prior. Lilynette was absent from his side. The bags under his eyes spoke of the lack of proper rest he was getting.

He ran a hand through his shoulder length locks. "Don't worry about it, I'm just glad your alive." He confessed, he didn't know who else survived, that last battle was all a jumbed up blurr with large blacks in his memory. "Is Lilynette here too?" He asked, hopefully. He'd been searching everywhere for her. He'd woken in Hueco Mundo after everything was over and she was just... gone. He could feel her or hear her presence ether. It was the first time this had ever happened to him.

[brcidablik]

@desgarron liked for a starter

"Can't you make yourself known like a normal person?" Seriously, what the hell was with all these weirdos?

Ichigo looks at Grimmjow. "Are you for a spar or something? Or just in generally to annoy me?"

[hirak0s]

Small kindnesses (cont'd from here!) || @desgarron

"Mmh oh, no I don' believe we've met before, I'd remember someone with that bright'a hair." Her head would tilt to the side and her hair would follow. A finger tapped her cheek, trying to think back if her brother even told her about someone like this... Unfortunately, she came up blank.

She... cared a lot... that might have been a problem for some people, but not herself. "Well, if it's true even a Shinigami can see ya need t' be kind t' yerself... maybe ya shoul'?"

The blonde woman shook her head before giving him a smile, "nah, ya ain' in my way at all. But why're ya hangin' out up here? The rooftop'a the shouten's good fer stargazin' an' gettin' 'way sometimes." And the Shouten was also her home. "...ya hungry or sum'in?" She could easily head inside and grab tea... or something left over from dinner.

[reallyrandomtj]

@desgarron said HERE: Grimmjow's just going to bite her. Because he can.

"I certainly hope you know what you're getting yourself into by biting me or at least understand the significance of your own actions."

Bite Meilu again, see what happens ~

[clown-demon-arc]

@desgarron (cont from here)

Fyodor watched the Arrancar carefully. He's never seen someone like Grimmjow before, and honestly-- it intrigued the rat. It wasn't every day that Fyodor came across someone who was not of mankind.

The demon remained polite, not drawing any closer than being a couple foot steps away, giving the stranger his space. He did not touch others unless given permission-- of if Fyodor had intent to kill. And he had no such intent for the man he was in front of.

"Oh, you needn't worry about me. I just suffered from minor scratches. Nothing to fret over," Fyodor replied, his speech was heavy with a Russian accent.

"I suppose you could say a new arrival. I am not from this town. I'm merely here for business and got caught up in the aftermath of whatever you had going on. But it relieves me that you can heal just fine from those wounds you have without any assistance."

Did this guy have some sort of ability that allowed him to regenerate? Or was he just saying that to make Fyodor go away and not worry?

"Would you allow me to accompany you? I will keep my distance. I just wish to see your recovery at work and make sure you heal fine. You could call it giving me a peace of mind.. know we are strangers-- though I care immensely for others."