#grimmjow fic

[itjazzbicch]

Breaking

Pairing:  Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Quiet!Arrancar!Fem Reader 

(First time writing for Grimmjow so I hope I did well!

Summary: Easily annoyed by Grimmjow's ways, the reader who is rather quiet and antisocial, makes a remark to him, causing heat to rise between them, but not handling their issues like enemies normally would...

Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) (Swearing, foreplay, bit of blood, fingering, choking, rough sex, unprotected sex)

Word Count: 1.6k 

Quietness was all anyone would get from me. As an Arrancar, I've lived to see so many things, had madness in my head, but kept it all to myself.

Some days, that madness would get to me a little, and leaving a meeting with Grimmjow running his trap, sparked extreme annoyance.

"Grimmjow just shut the hell up."

All eyes were on me, but I didn't even bother to make eye contact, scanning the room, but not directly looking into anyone's gaze. They all didn't expect something like that to come off my lips considering I didn't talk much. Even Ulquiorra spoke more than I did.

"Oh, yeah?" Grimmjow was such a knucklehead, rotating his arm as he stood up, "Wanna come and make me?"

"Pfft," My eyes rolled, hands in my pocket, leaving for my own privacy and silence, "Like you would be a challenge."

Even though I didn't hear Grimmjow respond, I just knew that my words had him fuming. Quickly learning that as I felt a presence behind me. Not even turning my head to look, I sighed:

"Really, Grimmjow?"

"Yeah. Really." As his knuckles cracked, I only turned around, pulling at my shorts some to show the number five marked into my inner hip:

"Need I remind you?"

"Like those numbers mean shit," He always had something to say, but I had something for him this time:

"Do you really think it's a good idea to be fighting your fellow comrades given the situation we're facing right now? Or do you want to lose your arm again? Maybe a leg this time, huh?"

Staring into each other's eyes, those cat-like blue eyes nearly had flames in them, stirring some in mind, screaming temptations almost getting the best of me as I let out a small laugh, turning away and whispering as I still hadn't received a response:

"That's what I thought."

"Where do you think you're going?" Slamming the door that was now behind us, his eyes grew deeper with a sinister smirk, "I'm not finished with you."

"You're more brave than you are smart, you know that?" I was starting to shake as I felt unstable. Usually, I had good control of any temptations or dark impulses, but he was pushing those limits.

"You think that you're untouchable. I'll admit, you're a special case," Something was different, he wasn't showing any intentions of attacking me, a fist full of my shirt, "But I'm still going to teach you a lesson."

"Indulge me," I encouraged, looking at his hand before meeting his eyes again, "I'm curious."

The force of my shirt being ripped off like an old rag brought me to meet his lips, his teeth quickly trapping my lower lips, biting down and at the same time, claws shredding my shorts away, sinking into my skin, shaking at the burn of my flesh being pierced.

Why was my heart racing so fast? Why was my body warm so suddenly? I didn't even notice how hard I was gripping a part of his shirt, how I was kissing back just as animalistic.

"Hehe, what would you know?" Murmuring while pulling back on my lip some, I could taste some blood, his voice sending a shiver through me, "You like the pain."

"There's a lot you don't know about me," My words were a warning more than anything as our lips parted, eyes dilating when I found his again, "You have no idea just how crazy I really am."

"Crazy?" He kept laughing at me, hand creeping between my thighs, immediately torturing my clit, feeling how wet I was, smiling in my face, "Then that means that I don't have to hold back."

I didn't know what it was that I saw or thought while staring into his eyes, but it felt like the devil calling for me and subconsciously, I chased it.

"It's fair play," Closing my eyes to take in some of the pleasure, my hand went for him, just to be slammed down to my back, ears filled with more of his laughter:

"Fair? Oh no, this won't be fair. I'm going to break you."

One hand pinning my wrists above my head, his other was still working at my clit and my head felt as if it were going to explode from holding back moans, but my squirming legs showed that he was driving me mad.

"B-Break me?" My head hurt from fighting myself, legs wanting to spread wider to get more, but wild nerves having them close with shakes, starting to let out whimpers as I felt the stretch of my soppy hole, his fingers working inside me and showing no mercy.

"Break you like a twig," He growled at me, fingers pumping as quick and deep as he could manage, thumb still at my clit, and my hips started to jerk so much they were lifting, fingertips nudging a bump with a curve that made this hot weight press in my stomach, having me scream out during my overwhelming orgasm:

"Break me!"

I felt heavy, like a sinking anchor with each breath I took, shuddering at his two fingers stroking through my slick, coating them while leaning down to me to ask:

"What was that?"

Thinking about it, my last words were a command rather than mocking him. I didn't look nor answer, a sharp gasp jumping from my throat with his fingers at my clit again, rubbing faster than before in a circle, feeling his nose against mine:

"I asked you a damn question."

It felt like tiny needles piercing me, that's how erratic my nerves were. My hips jerked into the air and grinding against nothing, nails sinking into the hand of his that kept me pinned still, opening my eyes to repeat:

"Bre-; Break! Me!"

Staring at the ceiling, I was perplexed by how the darkness above got so bright, closing my eyes again just to see nothing but dots roaming, shaking with every breath, legs shaking like a leaf even without him touching me anymore.

"You're gonna regret that," He finally let go of my wrists, relieving some of the strain on my body, but I knew that this was nowhere near over, "Put that mouth of yours to good use."

His fingertips guided across my lip and into my mouth, sucking his fingers clean, gagging me with them. When he pulled back, I was greeted by his nude body, grabbing me by the ankle and bringing me to him.

"You looked so proud when you were talking shit to me earlier," Lining his tip with my entrance, I screamed out in both pleasure and pain, completely bottomed out with no time to adjust, "How will you feel after everyone hears you screaming my name?"

The burn felt so good, not a care in my mind and letting my body do as it pleased, from the sudden jerks to my screams while I had the chance. Especially considering his rapid-fire, jackhammer thrusts were determined to split me in two.

"You piss me off," Voice rumbling, his hand found my throat, and a sharp ache in my back as he lifted my upper body to meet his nose, head so fuzzy and warm, the tear that rolled down it felt as if it steamed off, all meanwhile I had a smirk on my face, at least I tried to manage one.

"Grim-" That's all I could get out with how hard he had me, eyes going completely white at the tight clench around his cock, barely there as another orgasm took over me.

"I won't say it again," Throwing me down, my back smacked and brought me back to reality, crying and screaming out at the bulge I felt in my stomach, his thrusts more brutal and I gave him the satisfaction of hearing me calling out:

"Grimmjow!"

With his head titled up, his smirk had never been so devilish, nails sinking into my hips and clawing my body down onto his cock even harder.

I was hysteric, continuing to scream his name, so sore from the waist down and he didn't seem to be phased at all, knowing that I was close to another orgasm yet again.

"Only if you could look at yourself," Holding me by the jaw and keeping my head still, even I couldn't deny the truth he spoke, gazing deeply at me, "Fucking you so hard that you can't even see straight. Never thought someone like you could take all of this."

For the first time in a long time, my thoughts were leading me to some light, ignoring him for the time being, latching to his arms and returning the favor on the digging nails, blurred spots across the ceiling as I tried to see, but cuming so hard that it felt like I was levitating:

"Fuck, Grimmjow!"

I was surprised to hear his groans, feeling his cock throb against my pulsating walls:

"Well, you already made a damn mess."

The heat I felt pooling inside of me added to the fire I was feeling from head to toe, just from him to pull back, pumping his cock and oozing more onto me, trembling and gasping, finally able to see straight to find that damned smirk again.

"You know," He whispered, pointing out, "I've never seen you look so alive."

"Don't think this makes us friends or something," I knew that we just shared an experience that most people use for deep connections and intimacy, but we were far from a romance.

"Friends?" He was laughing hysterically almost, shaking his head and smiling in my face, "Only makes me want to break you even more." 

[cspcrashing]

☠️: kurosaki. what the hell kinda shirt is this ?

🍓: i only said it would fit you, not that it would be your style. besides, it looks fine on you.

☠️: you— fuckin' whatever doc'.

🍓: you like it, don't you.

☠️: shut it.

[reineydraws]

same ship, different font ☠️🔥

[fangirlingpuggle]

Very very dumb Bleach AU idea where Ichigo(at full power basically soul king level) goes back in time to fix everything ends up way further back like young captain commander time, he's able to fully kill Yhwach and prevent him doing anything at all, no sleep no future quincy war, he also gets involved in making soul society...more so just vetoing anything like central 46 because nothing involving them ended well, and should make things easier and less likely for anyone to manipulate.

He travels around for a bit making sure everything settled and no other persons gonna try to take over the world before not really knowing what to do... when he next checks in on soul society gotei 13's all established and everything seems to be going well, but when he checks in on captain commander he's like 'Well we need someone in charge'

'Isn't that you old man?'

'I can't be fully in charge of all of soul society I run the gotei 13... no we need someone else to run soul society'

'...'

'...no'

Ichigo is now on the run from all the captains who are trying to get him to take over things because a) he's insanely powerful b) he's actually good and not corrupted and will actually care about people and not just the nobles c) He has common sense.

'DON'T YOU HAVE THE SOUL KING FOR THIS?'

'Ichigo I am still convinced you are the soul king'

'I'm not!'

'You haven't aged a single day in the hundreds of years i've known you and you literally bitch slapped Ywatch into oblivion, you also seem to have all the powers..ALL OF THEM'

'...I...I...I mean your wrong... bit I do get it'

And this goes on for centuries Ichigo tying very hard not to have to rule soul society and convince people he isn't the soul king. Only her keeps ending up doing this because he keeps ending up adopting younger versions of captains and others. (It started with the captain commander sending little Jushiro, Kyoraku and a tiny feral Unohana to stop Ichigo he just went big brother mode... he is the one person Unohana will listen to and not try to murder...well when she tries to murder him it's more a game then an actually murder attempt)

Just Ichigo who ends up being big brother to like all of Seireitei, he doesn't age at all but even when the others get older them him still totally see him as their big brother. Him always having at least one or two following him around like ducklings.

Some hollows figuring out how to evolve to arrancar naturally... Ichigo was in Hucheo mundo for a while and his weird reality breaking powers might have affected things. Shinigami are totally chill with them because all of them have seen these types of hollow powers before most grew up seeing Ichigo use them casually. (Also Unohana wants to fight them)

Well until Grimmjow shows up and him and Ichigo are fight flirting just being very weird and all of seretiei are ready to give a shovel talk. Captain meetings are them plotting 'Big brother can do way better'. Captain commander is just watching all this amused.

(None of them realize Grimmjow thought process is

'Wait if I date Kurosaki I get to fight all of them... OI KUROSAKI WE'RE DATING NOW!'

'...WAIT WHAT?')

[katsuma6]

Bleach Men Simple Turn-Ons.

Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Kisuke Urahara, Sosuke Aizen, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Renji Abarai

Warnings⚠️🔞: some smut - mature content - please don't interact if you are under 18‼️

Ichigo Kurosaki:

• Ichigo is a pretty modest guy and a bit shy too but, when you wear something sexy...

• he can't ignore it. Absolutely will not be able to look away.

• will constantly be touching you.

• obsessed with your body and loves seeing you show if off.

• if you're planning on going out and he sees you in something that shows off your best features, you're staying home for the rest of the evening while he praises your body.

Kiskue Urahara:

• this man LOVES dirty talk.

• building that sexual tension drives him wild.

• "I can't wait to fee you inside me" "I love feeling you on top of me" "I want to feel your cock in my mouth"

• Being enthusiastic about sex will massage his ego, it will make him feel attractive and desired. It may sound a little counter-intuitive, but it’s massively powerful for turning him on.

Sosuke Aizen:

• Aizen is a very demanding and dominant man but, something about taking initiative.

• just grab him and change position in the bed.

• tell him to sit down and just start deep throating without even mentioning it first.

• he loves watching you take over and ride his cock.

• it's a nice change for him

Grimmjow jaegerjaquez:

• sitting on his lap.

• instant boner

• you fit so perfectly right between his legs and you move around on purpose, pushing his buttons.

• but be careful. Once he starts fucking you, he can go for hours and multiple rounds.

• "you think you're funny sitting on my lap getting me all worked up in front of everyone? What a dirty girl."

• "feel how hard you made me?"

• this man is FERAL.

Renji Abarai:

• he loves when you wear your hair up.

• its so easy to pull on or grab

• he'll being holding it while fucking from behind or wrapping it around his hand while he face fucks you.

• it also shows off you facial features that he adores so much.

• goes crazy when you get on your knees and tie your hair up while maintaining eye contact

[moonwos]

Sai do fake, Grimmjow!

･.｡.:*･ pedido de capa pessoal (03/10) para a icônica da @ellewons. Em caso de inspiração, dê os devidos créditos. Abra aí pra pegar uma melhor resolução, e oh arte bonita de @nessieartss, viu mlk

[kingofanemptyworld]

hey you know what would be fun? a fic where the Royal Guard follows through with their plans to make Ichigo the new Soul King and Grimmjow promptly loses his shit because what the actual fuck Ichigo has already given these people literally everything, twice, and this is how they repay him? recruits Nel and Harribel and Urahara and Yoruichi (after Nel sits on him for a while because Jesus Christ Grimmjow you can’t storm Soul Society by yourself no matter how much you’ve powered up) and it’s the Ryoka Invasion all over again except with pissed off arrancar instead. I just think it would be neat

[lumilasi]

Since I've been updating one of my bleach fics more recently, I felt the once-in-a-blue-moon urge to draw something from it.....decision I VERY MUCH regretted lmao, because what I picked was SUPER difficult to draw, and I had to take some creative liberty with these designs, lessening the detail in them (Didn't even have a proper ref for Oni-Ichigo to begin with...).

Still, I managed to finish this at least. Fanart isn't really my thing anymore that much so these will be rare, even if I am writing semi-regularly.

The scene this bases on from Jack of All Hollows:

(Context, this is a memory viewed by "main" Ichigo of the story, Oni-Ichigo is a separate person)

Grimmjow eventually shifts, now just sitting on the bridge ledge properly, dangling his bare feet over the water. His companion follows his example, though chooses to keep his legs towards the bridge instead, sitting the other way around. He was still glancing at Grimmjow, and Ichigo could tell that color on his demon doppleganger’s face wasn’t just alcohol. He looked like there was something he was trying to say, but was hesitating.

Ichigo knew what it was.

Clearly, Grimmjow was aware of his companion mulling over something, as the blunet eventually snorts and turns to look at Oni Ichigo annoyed.

"What? Spill it, I can literally hear yer overthinkin’ shit again.”

"You can share memories, not read minds.”

"The gears in your brain are so rusty they make shit ton of noise, Kurosaki. Hard not to hear all that.”

The ginger demon laughs at that, his reaction seemingly confusing his companion a little, the point he now grabs Oni Ichigo’s arm and threatens to throw him into the river if he didn’t explain what was so damn funny now. His companion eventually manages to stop laughing with a wheeze, now looking back at the pouty looking blunet, who was clearly still confused about his behavior.

"Yer way too drunk huh; never knew your stubborn ass was this lightweight.”

"Yeah, guess I am.”

Watching the pair, Ichigo felt uneasy now, suddenly having a feeling this wouldn’t end well for his twin. Obviously, this Ichigo had died, but beyond that…

Suddenly, his twin leans closer, clearly catching Grimmjow off-guard. The kiss doesn’t last long, and once his twin pulls back he had gone completely red, now averting his gaze and rubbing his neck sheepishly. Grimmjow had gone completely stiff, just like he’d done that night at that other bridge.

"S-sorry. I….uh.”

He seems to struggle for a moment to decide what to say, still avoiding the blue eyes staring at him. Grimmjow still hadn’t moved an inch, as if his brain had short circuited and he was struggling to process what just happened.

"….You know. You’re not as bad as I thought when we first met. And lately, I don’t know. I just….I like hanging out with you, when you’re not trying to kill me.”

Oni Ichigo chuckles sheepishly, still avoiding his gaze. Grimmjow now turns his head away, his face still unreadable, though the shock seemed to have faded. The atmosphere around the pair had shifted from the easygoing drunkedness to something much more tense and awkward, though Ichigo wasn’t sure if he was reading it that way, or if the emotion was attached to the memory itself.

"I’ve been thinking about that a lot. And….I-I don’t think its…”

Oni Ichigo swallows down hard now, finally daring to look up at Grimmjow. Seeing that uneasy look in his eyes, oh fuck he was scared too. It had clearly taken his twin a lot to bring this up, and so far, neither could tell what Grimmjow was thinking.

"I don’t think it’s friendly affection I’m feeling.”

Silence.

[eversio]

Do you think that Grimmjow bullied everyone into letting him come out of the garganta first so he could have his cool moment?

[tozettastone]

archiveofourown.org/works/61424803/

In which Ichigo gets to experience a mysterious phenomenon that afflicts hollows. :)

That night, the thing that actually wakes Ichigo isn't Grimmjow banging his window. It's the smell. It's an indefinable kind of sweet, animal scent. It makes him sit up straight in his bed seconds before Grimmjow smacks his palm against the glass, a loud bang and a dragging hand print, like something out of a horror film. "Hurry up, asshole," Grimmjow tells him grumpily, as though Ichigo is meant to know every single time Grimmjow is coming over in advance, like his visits aren't ruled by his own mercurial whims.

Ichigo stumbles up from his bed like a puppet drawn on a string. He leaves his human body, which makes the scent somehow even more obvious. It's... nice? Grimmjow jumps down from the window. He's already retreating back to his garganta by the time Ichigo makes it to his window, cocky in his confidence that Ichigo will follow. "What's that smell? Have you been rolling in honey or something?" Ichigo asks, leaning on the window frame. He breathes in deeply. What is it? Are there, like, hollow bees? It's not quite floral enough to be honey, but that's the closest thing he can imagine: sugar and acid, dripping slow and golden, drowning the senses. Grimmjow looks back at Ichigo. He blinks slowly and smiles, wide and satisfied, and licks his teeth. "Heh. No. Come on, Kurosaki." Ichigo blinks and follows, without protest, without argument, and without thinking very much at all.

[enatopiaa]

Just a fun oneshot that I thought of!! OPM songs give me so much inspiration ‎٩(⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)و*̣̩⋆̩*

guys i know Grimmjow is literally in all blue and one would assume its his fav color but hey its for the story okay😔👎

(Bleach) Grimmjow Jaegerjaques x fem!reader ; inspired by the song Dilaw - Maki (ˊᵒ̴̶̷̤ ꇴ ᵒ̴̶̷̤ˋ) i love this song so much !!

Timeline ; after TYBW arc

TW: none! pure fluff ‼️

I originally wrote this in Filipino to practice LMAOO yeah I’m not sharing it… MY GRAMMAR IS SO BAD. Pure pinoy pero mas mataas grade sa english BAHAHAHA

“Ikaw, Ikaw ay dilaw”

⊹ ࣪ ˖

In all honesty, Grimmjow had never given much thought about his favorite color. He was never the type to care about such trivalities, he simply just accepts whatever came his way.

So why did he say that she was correct when she answered the color ‘yellow’ on their small guessing game about his favorite color?

“Is it yellow? I think it’s a pretty color and it’s also one of my favorites!” She answers on her first try. She was excited and smiling like a little child as her eyes sparkled with wonder, he could never admit it, but every time he looks at those (e/c) orbs, it always felt like the world was calm.

He found himself pausing for a moment, feeling something stir within him when she enthusiastically said the word ‘yellow’, the way the word rolled off her tongue sounded like a sweet melody, he felt his heart skipping a beat. He nodded in agreement, it was as if that color infused with her energy and excitement

“Yeah, you’re right…”

From that day forward, suddenly yellow was no longer just a ‘mere color’— It was her, her smile that can light up a dark room, her laughter that always sounded like a song. Every time he saw the golden hue, she was all he could ever think about.

He never had these bothering thoughts and feelings before, he was the former sexta espada, a hollow— he wasn’t supposed to be able to ‘feel anything’ in the first place, his hollow hole was proof of it.

Grimmjow insists that he loathes humans and soul reapers especially that damn strawberry head, but theres this warm feeling that he feels inside every time he hung out with the woman who was never afraid to stand her ground in front of him. A scintilla of something else filling in his void, it was unfamiliar to him, but it felt mellow like the spring day.

He always felt this strange, yet comforting feeling of euphoria whenever they were together. Sure, They may have been enemies and have hurt each other at first when the Espadas were still a thing and Aizen was still around, but ever since the day Urahara paired them up to work together with a few tasks during the invasion of the Quincies, he has been finding himself to slowly enjoy her company as time passed.

The wounds and scars that they gave to one another during their past clashes suddenly meant more than it was supposed to ‘hurt’, the pain it inflicted became a constant reminder of her presence in his life; no longer an act of violence but rather a testament of their history and the unspoken promise that bloomed between them.

His world was once dull and devoid of meaning, mirroring the barren dunes of Hueco Mundo, until she entered his life like a guiding star, introducing him to the vibrant world of the living, for once he was starting to feel more— emotions that he never knew he had possessed as a hollow, bringing color into his world that was once monochromatic.

If he was in a ballroom, she was his dance partner. If he were searching for answers, she was his certainty.

If there was a color to the new light that had been guiding him through the darkness,

She was yellow.

⊹ ࣪ ˖

yeah i said I wasn’t a writer but since this grade level we’ve been writing so many poems and essays I just had to find a way to improve, in a way where i can enjoy LMAO but yeah this is just a practice, i might start writing some more but…🧍

hope u guys enjoyed, its short but I tried😔 Grimmjow is a difficult character to write afterall but i love him still CACKCLING

[wulvercazz]

Ichigo and Grimmjow who nip at each other like playful cubs instead of giving normal human caresses and chaste kisses💕

Who play-fight and push each other around, bite each other’s limbs and neck and whatever-flesh-is-closest as foreplay.

Grimmjow who hisses when Ichigo’s too pushy, too touchy, too disrespectful, and purrs right after because that’s how he loves him. Pushy, and touchy and disrespectful. Greedy. Hollow.

Ichigo who fits more human touches here and there anyway, kissing his nape so softly, tracing his skin so gently, even after pulling, and bruising, and taking and taking and taking. Because nothing gets Grimmjow squirming like tender love.

Ichigo and Grimmjow who fuck like beasts in heat, who rip and claw and ruin sheets and clothes and furniture; their bodies mapped in possessive carvings right across Ichigo’s back and Grimmjow’s hips, both their necks bloody and raw. Only to nap like house cats right across the mess right after, Grimmjow taking the comforting licks across his salty-hot skin with vulnerability no one but the creature curled around him deserves.

Ichigo and Grimmjow who’re so intimately in love, it’s like human language is beyond them; their togetherness for no one’s eyes but for each others. Not meant for anyone to comprehend, only to respect the way you respect a territorial beast; only to be appreciated from afar.

[reineydraws]

spot art i did for the @grimmichizine 🥰 i had the pleasure of drawing for @moniesmonsters and the fic is very cute!!! it features a recovering ichigo, and grimmjow's mom shows up to fuss hehe.

read "get well soon" by MissMonie here;

and check out the leftover sales for the grimmichi zine to pick up your own copy of this fic, and more!

if ur not sold on this fic, i want yall to know it also features originally blond grimmjow, and he speaks french!!!!! hell yeah. go read it!

[fangirlingpuggle]

Half asleep dumb Bleach AU where Quincy war goers really bad and they have to pull a time travel fix it but the only 2 strong enough to not die are Ichigo and Aizen.

The 2 ending up in the turn back the pendulum arc and Aizen instantly goes into full xanatos gambit mastermind planner mode... only to realize that is fucking impossible when you are working with Ichigo Kurosaki.

Every time he thinks he has found a way to create a long plan that will result in the Quincy end (And maybe himself as the soul king or all powerful) he turns around and Ichigo has already completely changed the time line AGAIN! Totally fucked up someones tragic backstory and he just takes a deep breath throws all his planning in the bin and has to go back to the drawing board (Since he can't actually murder Ichigo... he's tried)

Ichigo isn't trying to change much he doesn't have any grand plan just kill Yhwach, make sure his friends are safe and don't let Aizen do anything to Aizeny.

He ends up bonding with Gin, because Gin sees how powerful Ichigo is and more importantly how much he pisses off Aizen. He basically becomes Ichigo's shadow and just makes everything 10x more chaotic.

It becomes worse when Byakuya joins in he sees Ichigo shunpo at a speed that puts Yoruchi to shame and pretty much insists he teach him. And thus Ichigo has 2 shadows who mange to fuck up everything Aizen tries to plan.

(They disappear for a few days and Ichigo has somehow become king of Hucheo mundo no ones even sure how, there's also an adjuchas grimmjow following Ichigo around either trying to kill him or maybe court him no one can tell. Aizen takes one look at this pretty much throws months worth of planning in the bin and then goes and then just disappears into the Senkaimon to scream into the void)

Shinji is confused but he knows Aizen's planning something still he's sure of it and hasn't realized the plans have changed. Ichigo just watches the two for a bit and just turns to Aizen like 'So trying to murder and hollowify the guy you have a huge crush on is taking pigtail pulling to the extreme right?' Gin is dying laughing and Aizen is pissed and not happy because he has been doing fine with repressing and ignoring these feelings for centuries and can keep on doing it just fine thank you very much.

Thus begins Ichigo and Gin trying to match make him because that may make Aizen less crazy evil since Ichigo has watched the man stare all pinning and stupid after Shinji and stop staring at the many many maps and plans he have (most of them Ichigo thinks are plans for trying to murder him) and well it's fucking hilarious. Also he's pretty sure Shinji is just as bad since the man can ramble about Aizen for hours... literal hours Ichigo timed him and not all of it was how he's planning something evil...though a lot of it was.

Plus it's embarrassing to Aizen and hilarious.

[crazy-dark-rainbow]

MiniFic Grimmichi - an Arrancar's thoughts about being and not being

[ Fanart autor: -> @kawana_spring]

Many think he is a monster. He's a Hollow, which means he's definitely a monster. He's got a hole in his stomach and a mask on his face. He's got claws, fangs, and he can roar like a wild beast. He even has a fucking tail (not always visible, but it still counts!). He likes to bite, fight, is aggressive, and likes to kill. Grimmjow wasn't going to convince anyone about who he was or who he is not.

Which makes him a monster. Probably. Grimmjow didn't think of himself as a monster until he met the Shinig... - until he met Ichigo. They said he was a monster. They thought he was something worse, something beneath them. Something that needed to be eliminated. Ichigo was different. At first he was the same, but later it was different. At first he treated him as an enemy, then an ally and then… Little by little, Kurosaki changed. Their relationship started off strangely, normally nothing would come of it, but it worked for them. But Kurosaki is a stubborn bastard, he forced his way into Grimmjow's life and decided to stay.

Something was changing between them. He was starting to see him as more than just a monster, more than an Arrancar. A man. A guy. Not just WHAT he is, but WHO he is.

It came with time. And though Grimmjow initially resisted - he couldn't resist for long. Brown, warm eyes crumbled his thick walls.

Only Kurosaki and what he thought and said mattered. And he said he liked him. Nothing else mattered. Only Kurosaki… quickly climbed onto the pedestal and took the place of honor. He saw something more in him. He was the first one to… kiss him.

"What are you doing?" Red hair appeared in his field of vision. Ichigo's head rested on his shoulder. His hand reflexively, without thinking about it, tangled in the Shinigami's hair.

"Yuzu asked me to get carrots and other vegetables." He says, putting the vegetable in the bowl. "She went shopping."

Ichigo hums quietly. His breath tickles his neck. He feels Ichigo smiling. "Is something wrong?"

Grimmjw frowns. "Why do you ask?"

Ichigo affectionately combs his hair. "You were so restless…"

He shakes his head. "It's okay. I was just thinking about something."

"About what?"

"About a certain stubborn asshole and how he was determined to find more in the monster."

And then, before Ichigo can say anything, he kisses him.

[moonwos]

Sai do fake, Grimmjow!

･.｡.:*･ pedido de capa pessoal versão spirit (03/10), para @ellewons. Em caso de inspiração, dê os devidos créditos. Abra aí pra pegar uma melhor resolução, e demorei uma cacetada de anos mas tá aqui as capinhas <3