#yorugrimm

[vampirewalterskinner]

There’s an itch under my skin

It’s under my skin, under my skin

‘Cause I

Just wanna feel

Something real

Itch - Nothing But Thieves

The Thread Connecting Our Skin (UraYoruGrimm One-Shot)

[deivorous]

Shipping Preference

Multi, single, or fewship?:  I multiship but every ship is unique. Ships are usually in different verses, however Grimmjow is poly and can be promiscuous and thus some interactions (especially volatile and impermanent ones) may coexist in the same verse.

What are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?:  I, as the mun, am open to just about everything. I really enjoy platonic ships.

I very rarely have romantic ships for Grimmjow.

Grimmjow is much more prone to hate-ships, rivalries, friends with benefits. Grimmjow definitely has his preferred type of interpersonal interactions.

How large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?:

I do not ship anything NSFW in ANY CAPACITY with muns who are under-aged (for me this is 18 or younger).

Outside of that - Bleach has a lot of supernatural creatures! The way that these characters age physically and mentally varies across species and that is a difficult thing to explain. I usually go by maturity (which is largely determined by the mun). Children make me uncomfortable, so I really don’t write with any at all.

Are you selective when shipping?:

Not really. I’m kind of open to developing a ship with anyone, but then it actually... uh... has to be developed. That may take time. There are a few exceptions to this (either because of assumed history, or I already feel the characters in canon have chemistry).

How far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?:

I have never written porn on tumblr. So I really don’t know. Usually I just start tagging the moment I think to myself “I would hate if my boss saw this over my shoulder”.

Does one have to ask to ship with you?:  

Yes! Sometimes characters just start flirting. If you slide into my DMs (or vice versa) and communicate intent, I am much happier. Otherwise I will get concerned that I am making you uncomfortable.

Also, if this ship isn’t working for you I am equally happy for you to DM me and say “I don’t want to ship any more.” Communication is key!

How often do you like to ship?:  

All of the time? I like writing non shippy stuff too, but my main goal on tumblr is to explore and deepen relationships. (Remember! Ship doesn’t have to imply romanticism or sex).

What is your favorite ship in your current fandom?:

GrimmIchi is the ship I’m most involved with in the Bleach community on the whole. In the RPC I think really just... I’ll ship Grimmjow with a lot of people so. GrimmLuppi, AiGrimm, GrimmRuki, NelGrimm. Platonic ships: YoruGrimm, GrimmTier. I crack ship a lot too!

Tagged by @rukia-kuchiki-divided​

Tagging uuuuuuuuhh I feel like most my mutual have done this already, so sorry if I double tag! @pure-patissiere​ @spiral-chronicler​ @kyousei​ @trepadcra​

[vampirewalterskinner]

Urayorugrimm - Stitched Aftermath AU

Synopsis:    The war ended with Kurosaki as the victor, a predictable outcome that, apparently, only Grimmjow had seen. In this war as well as the last, Grimmjow was once more a footnote in Soul Reaper history and deep within the shadows of a bratty, orange haired hybrid—not that it mattered. He had gotten what he wanted. Hueco Mundo returned to the Hollows and he held a steady bi-monthly agreement with Kurosaki to fight until one or both of them were too exhausted to continue—always ending in a draw, never death. The perfect conclusion, at least for him.      But there was something eating away at his soul.    He was tempted to categorize it as an itch; a fleeting necessity that would vanish the moment he indulged himself. Except it was stronger than that. He felt himself being pulled towards something, to someone. His body aching to be near the source of power that held his poisoned body together, the invisible stitches woven deep into his skin screaming and begging and burning for him to return to that insufferable man, that depressing mess of a scientist, that Soul Reaper. The blonde had a hold on his body that made his skin crawl; yet just as equally terrifying, the woman with him practically controlled his mind. Grimmjow was plagued by thoughts of her. The Soul Reaper’s radiant beauty was undeniable, but the raw power she possessed left a great impression upon the Arrancar, who was hardly ever impressed by anything. A lethal goddess of lightning and thunder was impossible to forget.    He tried to ignore it. The same routine he always took when emotions suddenly obscured his logical thoughts. This time it wouldn’t stick. He couldn’t forget. Not them. He theorized—hoped—that just dropping by the World of the Living in the vicinity of the two would be enough to placate his strange needs, but they only grew worse. When the stitches became unbearable, when they stung like lightning and tugged at his skin as if to guide him back to where he belonged, that’s the moment when his resolve crumbled. The brief moment of vulnerability that brought Grimmjow to the man’s stupid and ridiculous candy shop to demand for them to release him.    Little did he know that he was holding onto the Soul Reapers just as strongly.

~ Ever since the war, Grimmjow has been feeling the stitches in his body twist and squeeze and tighten, constantly drawing him to the world of the living and reminding him of two people who shouldn’t even hold a place in his memory. The sensation becomes so strong that Grimmjow confronts them—mainly Kisuke—to banish the odd feelings from his body. He ends up getting more feelings than he can handle.

A story I hope to write someday.