#diejagd

[keikakudori]

“ eh…you’re too calm. it’s grating. ”

            ❝ i don't think you comprehend how much i prefer calmness to other things, grimmjow. would it satisfy you if i were to get hands-on with my irritation? i certainly suppose i could do so, if you wish to experience it first hand just what i'm like when i'm inspired to lose my sense of calm. ❞

[berryheir]

@diejagd​:

“ I don’t know what kind of fish that is! It’s a fish, damn it! ”

“that’s not the right answer mister blue-san!” with the boy’s reply followed an amused chuckle, his attention shifting from the espada back to the tank in front of them. “that’s a blue tang! it’s what dory is from finding nemo! if you were a fish you’d be that one!”

[kenpxchi]

@diejagd​ - throws in a gran rey cero.

spicy.

[mocnfang-a]

“Looks like you’re in a hurry to die.”

 " that's a lot of talk comin from you. didn't i beat you when we last fought ? " this line wasn’t to take a jab at him and or gloat on his victory. ichigo did rely on the aid of another . shiro, white, zangetsu, the spirit had many names & or at least proclaimed names. at least only relying on his power. the shinigami was aware of this which is why he rolled his shoulders, “ look just say ya’ wanna fight. unless you’re scared eh, grimmjow ?  “ 

[hirako5hinji]

@diejagd​ asked:

BLASTS OPEN THE WALL WITH A CERO. “ FIGHT ME! ”

               “ WHY ARE YA LIKE THIS?!! THAT WAS A PERFECTLY GOOD WALL. ”

[divineslcyer]

“ get up. you’re not done. ”

@diejagd - Battle time

How long has it been since she's tasted her own blood? She felt it ooze from her lips as she coughed, grasping her injured side as it seized in pain. Oh yes, she prided herself on knowing how to take a hit but damn this BEASTS punches was something else.

It made her blood burn. It stirred at the embers of her soul.

{ Is this.. how you wish to fall? }

She could hear the croon in her mind, the essence of the weapon she refused to draw as she gathered her reiatsu and balanced herself back to the balls of her feet. Heat began to crackle around her, simmering across her skin. The Arrancar that stood before her, kept his piercing blue eyes narrowed on her form. A flicker of interest coming and going when the tips of her hair deepened in color.

He vanished, and she sensed him just as he manifested again by her right, foot swinging at her arm as she raised it to block. The impact cracked at the ground and their surroundings, she flew yards and crashed past concrete and buildings.

{ .... Is this how the end will be?}

In truth, going out in battle suited her fine. It was better then the alternatives she'd thought of once in the past. She forced her leg up, kicking the chunk of a wall off her form as she stepped out of the rubble. Her arm was broken, she had felt her bone break with the impact of his leg. Damn that brute strength.

She stumbled, falling to her knee and slamming her blade to the ground to hold her upright. Shit--when had she drawn it?

“ Get up. you’re not done. ”

No... She wasn't done was she? More heat began to crackle from her skin, and her eyes flickered in shade. She slowly raised her head, blood spilling from her temple, down her jaw. Every nerve in her body felt as if it was on fire.

{ Call us... }

Her grip tightened on the hilt of her sword, flames sparking from its metal as she felt the final restraints in her soul tether away. The beads in her hair cracking, shattering as they fell to the ground.

“ Burn... ” Flames began to lick at her hands, “ Until...” Her eyes brimmed gold, and she felt invisible claws hover around her neck. “ ...Ash remains ”

A red light shimmered around her shoulders, bled into her hair as her own beast's dark chuckle echoed within her ears. “ Houou. ”

Heaven and hell couldn't help her now--and if she dies, she'll die with her sword drawn.

[mxtsumxto]

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[onigamis]

“ i said that hurt, bastard! ”

THEY HAD BEEN SITTING THERE FOR QUITE SOME TIME NOW IN SILENCE-- save for the metallic clicking and muttering from the shinigami.

vibrant eyes snapped up almost instantaneously when the sexta jerked back. luckily enough, that reaction was within the realm of prediction and akon's reflexes were prepared for it. the hold his willowy fingers had on the arm in progress released, hovering just under it.

    ❝ i told you it would, but thank you for letting me know.  ❞  there was a bit of edge in his words, fist tightening around the tool before exhaling the frustration away entirely. ❝ that's a good sign though-- it means those nerves are connected again, so just try to grin and bear it for me.  ❞

THE SYNTHETIC HE WAS PREPARING WAS LABOR INTENSIVE, BUT HE WAS TRYING TO BE CONSIDERATE.

    ❝ we can take a break if you'd like, but until i secure this tendon-- it will continue to burn.  ❞

[keikakudori]

“ i didn’t do shit. why am i stuck with gin? ”

              ❝ because i said so, grimmjow. would you prefer i paired you with szayel? or nnoitra? i certainly could suggest that they might do better -- or does gin make you nervous for some reason? he won’t bite -- much. ❞

[berryheir]

@diejagd​:

“ so he’s your dad, eh? ” he’s crouched in front of the other despite still being taller.

“-- yeah, that’s my dad.” the boy affirms with several nods, taking note of the other’s unique appearance. his father was awfully popular lately wasn’t he? “but he’s busy right now ‘cause a lot of people have been coming to see him.”

ever so curious, he steps forward-- already slowly reaching towards the other’s broken mask. “can i touch it?”

[kenpxchi]

“ oi! fight me. since ichigo ran away. ”

“well, if you gave the kid so much trouble... let’s see if you can make this interesting.”

[hirako5hinji]

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Shinji: Hey you, this soup’s cold.  Grimmjow: It’s gazpacho.  Shinji: I thought yer name’s somethin’ else, but okay.  Shinji: Gazpacho, this soup’s cold. 

Grimmjow: So that’s my plan. Shinji: Are ya alright with constructive criticism? I don’t wanna sound mean. Grimmjow: No, go ahead, I want to hear it. Shinji: It fuckin' sucks. Grimmjow: That’s not constructive criticism. Grimmjow: And fuck you, too.

Shinji: How do I deal with my enemies? Grimmjow: Kill them Shinji: That's a bit extreme, I was hoping for a more passive solution Grimmjow: Kill them only a little?

Shinji, in the middle of a fight: Okay, important question for science Shinji: Other than toxic or sexyback, which song would ya murder someone to? Grimmjow, snarling: I’m going to murder you to the glorious music of me pulling your innards out through your nose!! Shinji: That’s a weirdly specific song title, but okay-

Shinji: Hey, it's your turn to wash dishes. Grimmjow: I'LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD. Shinji: 'Kay, but before that, wash the dishes, also use soap this time?

[arruerie-a]

( GIFT ) have some dead things.

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          The  putrid  stench  of  death  invaded  the  air,  a  sickening  plop  of  limp  flesh  hitting  the  tile  could  be  heard  as  the  Sexta  slung  a  myriad  of  corpses  to  the  ground,  breaking  the  silence  of  the  Noveno’s  tower  as  the  Noveno  in  question  flicked  his  gazes  between  the  two  sights.   ❛ ❛   Satisfied  ?  You’ve  gotten  blood  all  over  my  floor.  ❜ ❜

          Another  contemplative  moment  passes  before  a  cautious  look  of  recognition  passes  over  his  faces,  the  creature  imitating  a  man  beginning  to  stand  from  his  seat,  his  eerie,  white  silhouette  ghostly  in  the  dark  as  he  strode  forward  in  smooth,  languid  motions.  ❛ ❛   --Or,  are  you  trying  to  bribe  me,  with  some  sort  of  offering  ?  ❜ ❜

[senboago]

@diejagd​

“ quit trying to hide it. i know you can see me. ” - naomi

It appeared as thought she’s caught. Though it wasn’t as if she could help the every few glances— which she had assumed were sneaky enough— casted his way. Sure she’d seen... what was it shinigami called them? Hollows. Her own spiritual awareness made it hard to miss them. It didn’t help her own power tingled around her wrist whenever they were close.

Yet this one was different. More human than the rest. It seemed as though he had quickly caught onto her spacey staring.

Well bother in backing away now.

Pink lips pursed, figuring the best course of action. Talk. So opening her mouth, she sucked in an encouraging breath. “Uh... yeah...” Such a dull way to admit what he claimed. “What— is there something I can help you with?” A nervous laugh, trying to start over again. “I mean— what— oh dear—”

[hanabiira]

“ you’re a captain right? this place is too big. ”

"Well...it has to be big, each division houses around 300 to 400 shinigami, you know! Having lots of space is better than being cramped and uncomfortable, don't you think?"

[hiyorisarugaki]

“ surprised you could see that high up, pineapple. ”

"Ohhh... let me just find yer name in the top 5 Espada list. Look at this... it ain't here. Guess yer not high up either, baldy! Ya here 'ta pick on lil seventeen year old boys or is this a social call?"