#bleach grimjow x Reader

[coffee-cupps]

IM WRITING FOR THE ESPADA SEND IN REQUEST SO I CAN DO THEM IN CLASS

[keenzor]

My beloved grimjow

I’ve waited too many years to draw you and see you again

[kurokawaia]

❛ PUSHY ❜

Yandere! Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez X Fem!Reader

WC; 1.8k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: manipulation, obsession, x fem reader, afab, she/her pronouns, stalking, pet names, thoughts about kidnapping, non-consensual physical contact, pushy, threatening behaviour, violence, reader is somewhat timid and goes through emotional distress + probably more

⋆·˚ ༘ *𝑅𝐸𝒬𝒰𝐸𝒮𝒯 :: (filled request) Hiiii !! Love your work btw can I request a yandere grimjow with fem reader who's part of Ichigo's group ?!! - @rxsesss

A/NOTE :: This contains 700 words of headcanons and 1.1k words of scenarios :)

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𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

It all began in the midst of the fierce battle of Ichigo's group against the Espada. You fight with valor; at every attack, your Reiatsu flares. Even in the fight, Grimmjow's piercing blue eyes lock onto you. There is something about your fierce determination that piques his interest—no, more like your strength that he wanted. After the battle, you could not shake off that feeling of being watched. You shrugged off the paranoia, but in your mind, Grimmjow's interest in you was already planted.

Grimjow becomes your unseen guardian. He looks after you from afar, ensuring that nothing bad happens to you. When you're training with Ichigo and others, his jealousy rises. He despises the sight of you with them, especially Ichigo. He begins to attack whoever gets too close to you during a battle, not from duty but due to jealousy. His eyes always seem to linger a little longer on you than the rest.

You start seeing Grimmjow more often. He's really got a habit of popping up at really bad times, just to let his presence chill your bones. He's starting to get personal—getting in contact with your group. His eyes meet yours in every fight that would happen. There's something in those eyes that churns at your stomach—anger, and something else you can't quite describe.

Grimmjow begins to corner you when you're alone. He enjoys watching you squirm, his words laced with threats and twisted compliments. "You’re too good for them, you know. They don’t see your true potential."

He knew you found him intense, and he was going to use that. These encounters leave you shaken. There’s an unsettling intensity in his eyes, a dangerous mix of desire and obsession.

Even with his crass temperament, Grimmjow comes across as your ruthless protector. He kills off anyone who threatens you with vengeance near to the point of madness. You realize enemies targeting you end swiftly. He never said it, but through his actions, you know. "No one touches what's mine," he would growl after dispatching yet another Hollow that dared attack you.

Grimjow slowly starts bending situations to alienate you from your friends, planting seeds of doubt about their loyalty, what their intentions really are. "You think they really care for you? Face it, you're nothing but a tool for them."

He preys on your moments of uncertainty, giving you protection and understanding that you never wanted yet find yourself begrudgingly dependent upon. You are locked between fear and this weird sense of intrigue. Grimmjow's obsession is terrifying, but something raw and honest about his feelings makes you not help but not ignore it.

Grimjjow, too, is torn. His lust to have you clashes with the fear of vulnerability. He has never felt this way for anyone, and it scares him. "Why do you make me feel like this?" he growls on one of your more heated encounters.

His fixation reaches such a height that he begins to have visions of whisking you off to Hueco Mundo to be safe from the dangers of the Human World and the interference of Ichigo and his friends.

Grimmjow knows you can handle yourself, but something inside of him wants to render you useless. So that you have no choice but to turn to him. He imagines life, with you all his own, and separate from the mess of battle. But he knows this is near impossible. "One day, you'll see that you belong with me," he whispers, more to himself than to you.

Grimmjow would start leaving you unnerving gifts, tokens from defeated enemies or objects he thinks you might like. Every present reminded one of his existence, of his claim on you. They range from beautiful, exotic flowers to the remains of his defeated enemies. "A token of my affection," he says, smirking, his eyes daring yours to refuse his 'gift'.

The tension between you and Grimmjow finally culminates when the two of you have an intense battle. His obsession, your defiance, grows into a confrontation that will leave both you and him different. You turn around, anger overflowing, mixed with fear. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" you scream at him. Grimmjow's response is angry. "Because you're mine!"

Whether it is finding an out from his clutches or meeting him in some twisted type of understanding, you were afraid and confused. His fixation may never subside, but how you react to it will create your destiny.

𝒮𝒸𝑒𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 (𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓅𝓁𝑜𝓉)

1 - The next encounter ::

The sun had begun to set over Karakura Town, and long shadows were coming across the streets. Your body bore the strain of exhaustion, not long after having trained with Ichigo and the rest. Just as you began making your way home, that feeling of being watched overcame you again. It was a sensation all too familiar and unwelcome.

There was not going to be any of that, not if you had anything to say about it. You picked up your pace, hurrying away from there and home before that thing even thought to put in an appearance. Still, before you could round the corner, a strong hand clamped down on your wrist, mercilessly yanking you into a dark, narrow alley.

"Going somewhere, princess?" Grimmjow purred lowly in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

You tried to pull away, but he was holding tight. "Let me go, Grimmjow," you demanded, trying to keep your voice from shaking.

He chuckled; there was that dangerous glint again in his blue eyes. "Why would I do that? We've got unfinished business."

2 - The next confrontation ::

You glared at him, refusing to show the fear that churned in your stomach. "What do you want from me?"

Grimmjow's eyes darkened with an intensity that made your heart race. "Isn't it obvious? You're mine. I won't let anyone else have you."

You scoffed, trying to hide your growing fear. "I belong to no one, especially not you."

His grip tightened, making you wince. "You think those weaklings you hang out with can protect you from me? You're delusional."

Despite the fear, anger flared within you. "Ichigo and the others care about me. They’re my friends, something you wouldn’t understand."

Grimmjow's expression twisted with jealousy. "Friends, huh? They don’t see you the way I do. They don’t know your strength, your potential."

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against your skin. "But I do. I see everything."

3 - Growing obsession ::

You struggled against him, but it was futile. Grimmjow's eyes bore into yours, filled with a possessive hunger that sent chills down your spine. "You belong with me," he whispered, his voice a mix of desire and determination. "I’ll protect you, keep you safe. No one else can."

You shivered at the intensity of his words. "You don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re just obsessed."

Grimmjow's lips curled into a sinister smile. "Maybe I am. But it doesn’t change the fact that you’re mine."

He released your wrist, but before you could react, he cupped your face in his hands, forcing you to look into his eyes. "I won’t let anyone hurt you. Not even those you call friends."

Tears of frustration and fear welled up in your eyes. "Why can’t you just leave me alone?" you pleaded, your voice breaking.

Grimmjow’s expression softened for a moment, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his features. "Because I can’t. You’ve gotten under my skin, and now I can’t get you out."

4 - Not only your own breaking point ::

The tension between you reached a breaking point. Your heart pounded in your chest, a mixture of fear, anger, and confusion swirling inside you. "Grimmjow, this isn't right. You can't just force me to be with you," you said, your voice shaking.

Grimmjow's eyes narrowed, his grip on your face tightening for a moment before he let go, stepping back slightly. "I don't care what's right. I care about keeping you safe. And the only way to do that is to keep you close."

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. "And what about what I want? Have you ever considered that?"

For a moment, Grimmjow seemed to hesitate. His eyes flickered with something almost like regret, but it was quickly replaced by his usual intensity. "What you want doesn't matter. Not if it means putting yourself in danger."

You took a step back, shaking your head. "You're wrong. I have a right to make my own choices, even if they're dangerous."

Grimmjow's expression hardened, his jaw clenching. "Then I'll just have to make sure you don't get the chance to make those choices."

5 - Decisions ::

Realizing you weren't going to get through to him with words, you knew you had to act. Summoning all your courage, you focused your reiatsu, ready to defend yourself if necessary.

"Get out of my way, Grimmjow," you warned, your voice steady now.

He smirked, clearly enjoying the challenge. "Make me."

Without another word, you launched yourself at him, using the techniques you'd learned from your training. But Grimmjow was fast, blocking your attacks effortlessly. The alley echoed with the sounds of your struggle, a blur of movement and flashes of reiatsu.

Despite his superior strength and speed, you refused to give up. You fought with everything you had, determined to break free from his grasp. But Grimmjow was relentless, his obsession driving him to match your every move.

Finally, in a desperate bid for freedom, you managed to land a powerful blow, knocking him back. Seizing the moment, you darted past him, racing towards the end of the alley.

But Grimmjow recovered quickly, his hand latching onto your wrist once more. "You're not going anywhere," he growled, pulling you back.

6 - Exhaustion ::

You were too exhausted to continue struggling, and so you sagged into his hold, frustrated tears streaming down your face. "Why can't you just let me go?" you whispered, breaking your voice.

Grimmjow's expression softened just a little, his grip loosening enough to make his touch gentle. "Because I can't lose you," he finally admitted in a low voice, full of vulnerability as he hadn't ever seen. "I won't lose you."

You searched his eyes for that ruthless Espada you had grown to know, but in their stead, you saw a glint of something almost human—a gnashing, desperate need for connection and control.

You took a deep breath and then decided it. "Grimmjow, if you truly do care for me, you will let me go. You will trust that I can handle myself."

His eyes widened with surprise, but he did not let go. "I can't. I won't."

Gently, you placed a hand on his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart. "You have to, or you'll ruin what you profess to love."

For a moment, Grimmjow almost appeared to wrestle with himself. He finally sighed grudgingly and released you, stepping back. "Fine. But don't think this is over. I'll be watching."

You nodded at him, feeling a wash of emotions within you, ranging from relief to apprehension. "I know."

You couldn't help but feel that this was far from the end when you turned and walked away. The obsession Grimmjow had for you had been tempered, but you knew it wouldn't be long before he was once more watching and watching.

Deep down, you couldn't help but wonder if you ever would be free of him once and for all.

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