#adjucas

[your-local-hollow-lover]

How about Grimmjow finding his s/o wounded and taking her to Orihime to save her? context is up to you (:

Summary: local girl fighting side to side with a hollow (goes wrong)

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You were never exceptionally powerful, but you are fast. That's enough to keep up with him. Grimmjow has always been pleased about it. And you? You're happy to hunt side to side with him, just for fun, in the deep whiteness of hueco mundo.

The prey you lurk upon had never been too much for any of you, or at least not until the night when you found a swarm of adjucas traveling like a hive.

At first, it was fun. Four or five at a time were a game. From ten to fifteen, true enjoyment started, but soon forty to sixty got out of hand.

Grimmjow let out whoops of joy, relishing his fight. The buzz of the bees drowned your yelling for help. Pathetic. After all, Nnoitra was right: Humans can't coexist in Hueco Mundo.

One sting after another, and everything went black.

-.*.*.*.-

Grimmjow punches a hole through the queen's body, and when he rips her in two halves with his bare hands, all the smaller bee creatures flee at once. He laughs, holding the two pieces with open arms as they vanish. When his maniac victory cackle drowns out, he immediately darts his look to you.

Grimmjow's gaze wanders around the battlefield, scanning carefully to find you among the many corpses scattered on the ground. And there you are! Hunched over yourself, squatting. One of your hands rests over the inert round body next to you— There's blood all around you, a pool of it.

You turn to him when he's close enough to the ground to cast a shadow. Grimmjow's breath runs short. His eyes widen as he processes:

You move forward with a hand pressed on your stomach, a wound so deep that he can almost see your guts. There are dangerously swollen and inhumanly purple veins running all over your skin. Your eyes are bloodshot and crystallized with tears. A viscous, black substance slips from your mouth.

 Your body gives out when you try to stand up. Grimmjow catches you before you hit the ground. You are impossibly cold. 

Grimmjow feels like crawling out of his skin, a sensation so wrenching he's sure something within him will shatter to remain unfixable for eternity if you die. With his nerves turning his stomach, he blasts up, reaching the Garganta he opened a second ago.  

You cough, splattering dark blood on his jaw and neck. Grimmjow steals a glance at you. You're jerking, twitching in pain. A horrible sound comes from the rear of your throat as you try to catch your breath.

"Stay awake!" he roared. "Hey, do you hear me? You don't fucking dare die like this!" 

There's only one person able to unfuck this situation: Aizen's former pet. Ichigo's woman. A fixer. 

He steps into the sharp cold of the human world. Grimmjow darts across the city, cutting through clouds and snow. Your grip on his back fades at the same time your body suddenly goes limp. 

Shit. Shit. Shit.

He crashes through a glass balcony, breaking both windows into a thousand pieces. The woman cooking inside screams, jumping back. The pot with steamy soup smashes into the floor. A familiar orange shield jumps to sight.

Grimmjow merges from the dust curtain, carrying what looks like a corpse. His eyes are far beyond enraged, wild beyond all understanding. His voice comes raw from his chest when he orders: 

"Heal her." 

[despairforme]

“How are you so tall???”

*waves her hand in exasperation as she looks up and down at him*

❝ This is what happens when ya eat enough Hollow! ❞ He grinned, licking his lips demonstratively. Mah, he didn't think his height had anything to do with his diet. It wasn't like he kept growing. He wasn't even the tallest among the Espada ( that was Yammy ). There were PLENTY of Hollow who were larger than Nnoitra. That had been the case throughout his life, since he'd been a ( somewhat ) small Adjucas. He liked being tall, and he'd prefer to be the tallest among all the Espada. If Yammy could either lose his title or just go and die in a ditch, that would be great. Not that strength had anything to do with height. Being the strongest was obviously MUCH more important than being tall.

[inzanoman]

I've always f💥cking love Nnoitra, I wanted him to return to bleach in the Quincy saga, but well, no happy ending for me... Wich one was your favorite Espada? #nnoitra #nnoitragilga #nnoitrajiruga #jiruga #gilga #bleach #espada #arrancar #adjucas #lasnoches #schyte #santateresa #night #fanart #bleachfanart https://www.instagram.com/p/CCNQe-oFRwi/?igshid=lx3he3xt2six

[batwxngs-archive-blog]

[damsclsofdistrcss]

skyvar replied to your chat: Other people: Headcanon their highly powerful...

why not? my harri gonna be friggin old too, CUZ ANCIENT GREECE MY DEARS

{ Well when you put it that way~~ That’s v reassuring~ }

[toranoya]

A cute one!

@a-pretty-peacock

The Adjucas-type Hollow seemed to come from nowhere, tearing into the unsuspecting Rukon residents without much regard as it tore a path of destruction with merciless abandon.

Shuichi, a singer in his former life, was still more or less in the industry, helping to wait and entertain at a local restaurant in rather tight shorts and a midriff-bearing shirt when the Hollow began attacking.

Unarmed, he quickly took to the streets like the others, fleeing the destruction and carnage, hoping their saviors the Court Guard Squads would be responding soon. Running blindly, he soon ran right into Yumichika and blinked as he realized help had come. Turning his head upwards, the pink-hair teen looked up with pretty lavender eyes at the other. “Please help us sir.”

(Shuichi’s about page is here, but most is not relevant since he wouldn’t remember his past life: : https://toranoya.tumblr.com/post/171033674277/about-shindou-shuichi-grav    Look forward to rp’ing with you!)

[aimcs]

        -- HC. a soul becomes a hollow when they lose their heart & allow a hole to open up on their soul. & yet instead of his hole being in atop his heart, or his chest like most hollows & a couple arrancars--- grimmjow’s is on his stomach. & this is despite the act of devouring being shown to be a big part of his character-- since as an adjucas, he’s done nothing but hunger for others, preying on the weak & even going as far as to eat his most loyal followers ( rarely are other arrancars / espadas / adjucas shown eating others as much as grimmjow has ).

        -- THIS is, quite frankly, because the position of his hole-- the absolute removal of his stomach-- represents his lack of interest in physical food. oh no, he’s still hungry for more, that much is for sure. but more than anything he could physically eat, he’s STARVING for emotional fodder. pride, power, strength, desire, lust-- he hungers to prove himself, to destroy, to be RECOGNISED as a king. 

[fandom4soup]

Dude, it's Japanese fiction. You never ask extra questions about tentacles you encounter there, that's tempting fate.🤫😄

But they are made of reishi, as you already know. Do tell if you get more details.

Do we know how he looked as a vasto lorde, or adjucas before Aizen evolved him? Was he like an octopus?

[strangefellows]

bluelightning42 replied to your post: ooooh another tidbit of info from the menos forest...

So basically they only started appearing after Aizen got the Hogyoku from urahara and created the vizards? That was about 100 years from the menos forest arc. Although now I’m confused as to what you would call the souls that turn into Hollows like at the beginning of the series. Aren’t they adjucas class?

well, it’s not stated outright, but that seems to be what ashido and rukia are implying?

and well -- what happens is that the stuff we see at the beginning are normal hollows; eventually some of them start eating each other, and those turn into gillians (hollow cannibalism = evolution). i guess after aizen and urahara created the vizards and aizen started experimenting on hollows, some of the gillian started evolving further, gaining sentience -- because most gillian are basically mindless masses of Hunger -- and began evolving into adjuchas.

i think the confusion comes from the word menos getting thrown around, because that always confused the hell out of me lol -- i think ‘Menos’ is the term for anything above a normal run of the mill hollow, if that helps too? 

(there was also apparently in-universe confusion because before aizen turned evil the classification system the shinigami were taught was apparently horrifically inaccurate)

[despairforme]

Nnoitra, we all know that you'd devour anything you could but what do your prefer to eat? Human food or other Hollows? What tastes better?))) (Canon verse)

❝ Human food, if it's sweet, tastes better 'fo 'sho. ❞ This was an easy question to answer. If something was sugary, Nnoitra would be naturally drawn to it. But human food was for snacking, it didn't ( to him ) count as actual meals. To sustain himself, he needed to eat other Hollow. Sure, he knew that was not actually true, but it was just how he felt. He had been an Adjucas for hundreds of years, and gotten so used to eating other Hollow that it was impossible to stop. If he didn't devour others, he'd feel weak. He wished Hollow would taste as nice as human food. Taste was not everything though. The feeling of eating also counted.

[despairforme]

Oi! - How did you manage to get so tall?

Huh? What was that? Was someone TALKING to him? Oh, right - from ALL THE WAY DOWN THERE. There was a grin on Nnoitra's face as he looked down at the tiny Shinigami. Was that a Captain's robe on him? Damn, Gotei 13 really was scraping the bottom of the barrel, huh? The Shinigami made it sound like Nnoitra's height was somehow an achievement. It wasn't. He'd been created this way when he was turned into an Arrancar by Aizen and the Hogyoku. He'd been... About the same height as an Adjucas, so during that time of his life, he'd been on the smaller side for a Hollow. Being the second tallest Espada was a nice change to that.

❝ What is it humans say? Don't eat yer vegetables? ❞ Something like that.

[blackkatmagic]

Yes, I'm aware of that. The lower ranks were Adjucas who were turned into Arrancar by the Hogokyu, but at least the top 3 Espada were above Adjucas level when Aizen recruited them.

What do you think Konan would be like as a Vasto-Lorde? Would that work better than as an Espada? Or even starting out as a Vasto-Lorde and meeting Espada for the first time, resulting in conversation and maybe a bit of violence?

I mean, one doesn’t preclude the other? Starrk at least was a Vasto Lorde before he met Aizen (he had a human form in his memories) and I believe Harribel and Barragan were too? 

[despairforme]

Closely, they slither, brows raised high. Tall. The first thing they note, is how tall he is. ❝ What'cha eating to be that size? I mean - ❞ They posture upright, near his height, but not quite there. Remained or long body remains planted on ground. ❝ You're almost as big as I can be. I mean, I'm bigger, but still ... ❞

SOMETHING about the way the creature slithered - it sent him into a defensive mode. Like he knew he had to be on his guard. H wasn't sure if it was a male or female ( if it was female, it wouldn't be a threat ). His grip on Santa Teresa tightened ever so slightly. He felt more secure knowing his weapon was safe in his hand. The strange snake-like creature rose from the ground, almost reaching his height. Nnoitra could tell it could rise even higher if it desired. Mah, Nnoitra liked being tall - but he was not even the tallest Espada, so height didn't intimidate him.

He didn't take his eye off the stranger, who posed him a pretty random question. What was he eating to be this big? He'd always been this size, even when he was an Adjucas ( which meant he'd been a pretty small Adjucas ). He'd simply kept his height when he became an Arrancar, unlike a lot of others, who had gotten smaller when they obtained a more humanoid appearance.

❝ Hah? Why 'da fuck ya wanna know? ❞ He answered. The actual, truthful answer would be ' anything and everything '. It was hard to explain, but he just... DIDN'T like the aura of this creature, hence his reluctance to give a proper answer.

[despairforme]

How does Nnoi react when people call him Gilga?

     ❝ Hah? ‘Daz my NAME, ain’t it? ❞ Though his first name was ‘ Nnoitra ‘, and the Arrancar and Espada mostly referred to each other by first name - he wouldn’t mind people using his last name. He called Starrk by his last name, same with Harribel. He knew that the Shinigami often called each other by their last name, but Aizen seemed to prefer to use first names, which was fine. Hell, not all Hollow HAD names in the first place. Nnoitra hadn’t been certain of his own name until he had been made into an Arrancar by Aizen’s Hogyoku. He had always HAD the same name, but Nnoitra as an Adjucas hadn’t been all that intelligent. He hadn’t thought much about who he was. Everything had become different after he became and Arrancar. He was more aware of his emotions. Of HIMSELF. Nnoitra Gilga. The Quinto Espada. 

     Of course he would find it weird as fuck if Grimmjow or Tesla started calling him ‘ Gilga ‘. They were on first name basis after all. Nnoitra couldn’t even remember Grimmjow’s supposed last name. Jag… Jagaqu… Or something like that. Tesla’s too was complicated as fuck. At least his own name was easy to remember. He didn’t know if his name had some deep as ‘ meaning ‘ or whatever. He just knew that he was the only one in Hueco Mundo with this name, and there was never going to be another Hollow with his name. 

[despairforme]

Okay but Nnoitra, first time using his released form and just fucking up ... I mean swinging those many scythes in a way that they won't /coil/ around each other or something, is definitely not easy.

     ❝ Nah. ❞ Nnoitra remembered the first time he released his resurrection. It had felt SO good. In his Adjucas form, he had used to have more arms, so that part felt natural. As for handling the scythes - that too had been easy. Santa Teresa, regardless of her form, was a PART OF HIM. Those scythes practically felt like an extension of his own body. ❝ I was made ‘ta wield those weapons, of course I wouldn’t fuck up. ❞ It wasn’t the pain of growing extra arms, or swinging the weapons, or the changing of his mask that he remembered the most. No. It was the POWER! That breathtaking strength that had filled him during the minutes he held his released form for the first time. That strength returned to him whenever he used his resurrection ( which was rare enough ). In a way, he was afraid that he would overuse it, and that one day, he would’ve used up ALL the strength that lay within Santa Teresa. It was a stupid fear, only born from those despairing thoughts that haunted his head. He didn’t think he would ever get rid of that fear. That was only natural, he supposed - to be afraid to lose something. His fingers brushed against the crescent blade. If he lost his powers - then he would be nothing. Yet, being AFRAID made him WEAK, so it was a messed up mental situation to be in. Everything about Nnoitra’s mental state was fucked up though, so, what else is new? He was smiling a bit now, as he pulled his hand away. He had to make sure to make Santa Teresa proud of him, so that they could stay together. Always.

[despairforme]

Feeds Nnoitra some stick like limbs he tore off a fellow bug hollow. [ Teresa ]

     It had been WAY too long since he’d eaten a fellow hollow. It was almost NOSTALGIC, for Teresa to hand him a torn off limbs. Eagerly, Nnoitra accepted the offer of food. JUST like he’d used to, when he was an Adjucas, he TORE into the flesh, ripping it apart with those strong but not-so-sharp teeth. They might not be pointy, but they were at least BIG. They made short process of the meat, and Nnoitra opened his mouth wide, tilting his head back a bit, so that he could let the blood just run down his throat.

     Delicious. He LOVED taking lives, and then consuming them. It wouldn’t make him stronger, seeing as he had achieved the highest form for a hollow, but damn did it feel GOOD! To know that he had once been at the same level as these Hollow - but he was better than them. He had survived.

     Bits of meat got stuck in between his teeth, but right now, he was preoccupied with cleaning his fingers, licking each digit. His index fingers were first to get the treatment. His long tongue swirled around firmly, to be sure to get every last drop of blood. This too was something he’d used to do when he had had his more bug-like appearance, in Adjucas form. Hollow blood tasted rather bitter. Did that come from their tragic lives, maybe? Nnoitra wondered how HIS blood would taste to whoever decided to eat him, when his time came.

     Eating fellow Hollow was something he should’ve gotten past, after becoming an Arrancar. They could eat ‘ human ‘ food now, the same as Shinigami. But, honestly, Nnoitra preferred Hollow meat. He liked the power. Hell - he even liked that bitter taste. And he even liked pretending that consuming them made him stronger. If they became a part of him, then that would ( surely ) be a fate WORSE than DEATH? They would be trapped in despair for all eternity, just like him. How fitting. They had lost to him, and so they would lose to despair.

     Nnoitra popped a finger out of his mouth, grinning at Teresa. He would pick his teeth next, but he was still hungry. The taste of blood and the RUSH it gave him to kill had put him in a really good mood. They should go for a HUNT!