#jaegerjacks

[fractempyreal]

Birthdays seldom come easily to the Devil anymore, their excitement for the festivities long having waned since childhood. It wasn't until recent years that they had taken to celebrating holidays and birthdays ( mainly due to a particular younger sibling, and his partner ) . He hasn't forgotten this year, even if he makes as if he doesn't know the day, but to determine the appropriate means of celebration is where the true struggle lay. Throughout the entire morning he found himself pacing back and forth, nearing a decision before vehemently striking it down in a firm mutter in aside to himself.

Cake?

He DESPISES sweets.

Going out for dinner?

Too stuffy, too formal, he might not enjoy himself.

Cycling through option after option, he found himself further and further descending into absolute frustration before a voice chimes in the back of his head. A particular, IRRITATING voice of a scruffy younger twin commenting on a carnival on the docks of the city.

Jaw sets, brows furrowing deeply as he considers the option. It would be loud, crowded, with copious amounts of scents filling the air upon being jostled around at the pitched screams of excitement of children and crying babies. Yet, as he imagines Grimmjow's jovial expression and eagerness, dragging them towards a game stand, the Devil comes to the slow realization that perhaps, just perhaps, it wouldn't be so bad if they were together.

His steps slow to a halt, lifting silvery crown as knitted brows smooth out with a low sigh that escapes from nostrils, shoulders dipping in acceptance. It would be enjoyable, if only because it would be worth experiencing the arrancar's joy and excitement at the festivities taking place.

' They've even got a fireworks show that happens at the end of the night. Fireworks, Verge! C'mon, you know you used to love that shit! '

Corner of his lip twitches, arms folding across chest as eyes slip closed as Dante's voice echoes in his mind again. He had scoffed at the insinuation that he had ever enjoyed something so brazen and obnoxious, but as he thinks on it now—

Head turns at the sound of footsteps, the familiar presence that blankets him as the one he had been hoping to see now enters the room. Iridescent gaze settles on Grimmjow, and for a moment it's a faint softening that passes over usually stony expression. The Devil unfolds his arm, a hand extending towards the arrancar in a slight motion for him to step closer.

Once he's close enough, fingers gently entangle with his and draw him closer, guiding that hand to lift and rest flat against his chest, over his heart. That familiar thrum beats beneath death's hand. Infinitely destructive, yet in their lifetime the Devil found them only capable of mending what once he believed wholly demolished. Slow breath leaves him, closing eyes as head dips forward to rest gently against Grimmjow's.

They wonder how to broach the subject of celebration, if Grimmjow would even present any kind of desire to do so ( a part of them hopes he does ), or if he even remembers what day it is or what it means. He dreads the outcomes that could result from askance, and they're certain that Grimmjow can tell something is off from the way that heartbeat now picks up an unsteady rhythm.

' — Vergil? Hey, what's up? ' The voice breaks through the uncertainty that plagues them, unclenching jaw he didn't realize he had clenched. The Devil pulls away, but doesn't break contact entirely ( still holding Grimmjow's hand to his heart ).

' It's nothing. I was— thinking. '

' About what? '

' — What to do today. ' Weight shifts, ' with you. ' Voice softens, scowl resting upon features before clearing his throat, fingers clutching around Grimmjow's hand ever so gently. ' Dante— mentioned a carnival taking place in the city today. ' They hesitate, shrugging shoulders in an attempt to nonchalance, but a ghost in the back of their mind whispers that Grimmjow isn't dull, not in this instance.

' Perhaps— if you would like to— we could attend. ' Pale gaze finds the vibrant blue of Grimmjow's, flickering in between them in attempts to discern what thoughts were passing through Grimmjow's mind in that instance. He feels the slight twitch of fingers in his grip, and he allows it to slacken briefly in order to bring his hand up to his lips, grazing them softly over scarred knuckles. ' To celebrate your birthday, I believed that perhaps— '

How embarrassing, that the Son of Sparda was fumbling over his words like some love-stricken schoolboy. He considers dropping the attempt then and there, before a rough hand lifts to cradle cheek, the iciness of it a shock to the system to the point where any flame of doubt is doused by the hearty laugh that rips from the lips of the man in front of him. Gaze flicks up, brows raising upon forehead in surprise before finding that there's a faint smile that spreads upon lips in response. Barely for a few seconds does it last before hand slips from own and arms wind around the Devil's shoulders to pull them into a crushing embrace.

Surprised grunt leaves him, hands hovering around Grimmjow's waist, uncertain as of what to do in the given moment.

' I'd really, really like that. To spend time with you . ' The gruff voice confirms. Vergil can almost sense the wide grin splitting Grimmjow's face, and his heart slows with embrace slowly returned. He swallows, wetting the dryness of his throat before clearing it, turning head to press lips against temple, low hum leaving them and closing his eyes before quiet murmur dispels into his hair.

' I was hoping you'd say that. ' A pause.

' I heard there would be fireworks at the end of the night. Perhaps we could share a celebratory birthday kiss? ' Teasing lightness edges into his tone, before Grimmjow pulls away, hands firmly resting on the Devil's shoulders as expression grows more serious. For a moment, Vergil finds himself bemused by the look they're given, smile fading if only somewhat.

' Why wait until the end of the night? I want my birthday kiss now. ' There's no hesitation, no room for Vergil to respond or retort before hands on shoulders now move to cup his face and pull him down for their lips to meet.

Happy Birthday, Mi Cielo.

@jaegerjacks

[deityforged]

She is of the opinion someone needs to make one of those giant cardboard boxes that says "Fort Asshole" on it for a certain panther.

[autotoxins]

looks up and down, stupidly. ‘ you like a mime or somethin. ‘

He has to look down, down, DOWN - because the person speaking to him is tiny. This is NOT the first time he's been asked this, and so he chooses not to take offence. ❝ Shurororo! A MIME? Don't be ridiculous. You stand before the world's greatest scientist! ❞ No, he's not going to be humble today.

[poneglph]

what’s that fuckin smell?

❛ that's the smell of bein' a pirate , grimmjow ! not that you would know anything about that , am i right ? ― zehahaha !! ❜

[despairforme]

chews around on some food, ‘ yknow what they say bout people with eyepatches right? ‘ gestures with the gnarled end of a bone.

He literally has no idea what the fuck Grimmjow is talking about, and also, he's distracted by the food. ❝ What 'da hell ya talkin' 'bout? ❞

[ardenssolis]

@jaegerjacks said (inbox):

squints while looking around, then back again. ‘ hey. we’re friends n all that right ? can i borrow some money. ‘

     SUSPICIOUS. ❝WHO SAID WE were friends?❞ As if they would ever call anyone the 'f-word' with a straight face. ❝Tell me we are best friends and I might consider.❞ Not really. He was going to blatantly refuse and shoo the other away. He just wanted to see how much the Arrancar wanted his money.

[deathleadsarc]

@jaegerjacks | one-liner

― 🜛 ―  " I told you before, I just cannot leave tonight. "    In an attempt at placation, she leaned her body over his as he lay down, tapping at his cheek with her long and pointed nail.    " The Almighty forbade me. "

[biskael]

bones crunch beneath a set of powerful jaws as flesh is also peeled away from the remains of what appears to be a man, but even that is unclear from a distance. grimmjow’s head lifts suddenly at attention, dark blood dripping from his open maw in wide rivets as a piece of flesh falls to the ground beneath as he speaks. cerulean eyes darkening, becoming wide with that animal cunning. ‘ you again. ‘

" ------ YOU'RE MORE OBSERVANT THAN YOU LOOK . " HE AND HIS OWN BEAST STILLED HUNTED HERE . had still taken to these lands on occasion , when the food back at the palace was long-growing dull . it was , still , a land was going to belong to the wandenreich . the pristine banners ever-encroaching , waving in the arid winds . their silver pierced through , as iron nails through palms .

he was used to the scent of fresh blood on the fainting breeze . there was no denying its pungency , deep in its flavor . something was killed . recently . he , however , was certainly surprised to see the sexta , of all people . what luck . a dearest and truest friend , qistina , had mentioned the man prior . catching sight of his azure locks , denoting to the hunter his ferocity . gossip over tea . fun times , those sunday afternoons !

at the very least , quilge lets the other finish his rabid chewing , mouthful upon mouthful of flesh . his own espada was probably off doing the same thing , right about now . his beloved monster , feasting away , tearing creature & man limb from limb . always exciting .

" good ! very good . a creature with sharp instincts is a creature whose head would look rather delightful on my wall . but , i've no desire or use for a pelt like yours . grimmjow , was it ? i've been told me such . " a roll of the r . " one of my comrades , however , is certainly interested in you . "

@jaegerjacks ( with mention of @deathleads )

[darabeatha]

do u want him to bite. ;)

YES????

[poneglph]

ur not gonna like, betray me or nothin right.

❛ there's always a risk involved in dealing with pirates , you know. ❜ teach gets that sharp look in his dark eyes , expression confident , almost steely. but something else radiates from him ; something undeniable , frightening. as though you stand before the devil himself , palm outstretched && ready to make a deal. ❛ you help me achieve my dream , i'll help you achieve yours. ❜

[pressurebrew]

@jaegerjacks replied ; but would they scuttle up the wall like an actual spider tho with those long limbs. 

❝ Don't be ridiculous, as if such a thing could be possible. ❞ He responds curtly, revealing within his quick delivery the fact that the professor may have taken the other man's comment..... a little too personally. Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Espresso turns his back on him, but not without noticing in the process the large shadow that Grimmjow cast from behind. Frowning, he glances back at him once more, up and down. Those rounded feet- ....he calls him a spider when he is the embodiment of a giant cat!

❝ well, for the majority of us, that is- ❞

[deathleadsarc]

@jaegerjacks seeks the witch in offering : what do i know??????

― 🜛 ― " You know me, do you not? Given the chance, I would indeed kill you. Given the chance, I would indeed kiss you. Hold onto you. Dig into your chest and sleep for the remainder of this eternity in ashen gray. Given the chance, I wonder if you would venture to know all of me. "

[joeohuchi]

グリムジョー ジャガージャック やたらかっこいいらしいけど全然知らない　Grimmjow Jaggerjack is apparently really cool, but I don't know him at all

中居くん 見てて思うけど時代の流れだね 藤沢の先輩はDRMのドンキホーテが好きだったらしい ��疲れ様でした　Nakai-kun: I think it's the trend of the times. Apparently Fujisawa-san's senior liked the DRM Don Quixote.

普通ないものをねだるんだけど持ってるものをさらに求める人ってすごいよね　Usually we ask for things we don't have, but it's amazing how some people want even more of what they already have.

愛した後の裏返ったズボンが汗ばんでいる　After loved, my pants are inside out and sweaty

藤沢の地下にあった映画館 まだあるのかな　Is the underground movie theater in Fujisawa still there?

ネットに全く繋がらないテレビタレントも少しでもネットに繋がった方が良いと思う　Not connected to the internet at all I think it's better for TV celebrities to be connected to the internet at least a little.

これすごいって思って 私もやろうっていう人と私はやらなくていいやって言う 違いは何なんだろう　What is the difference between people who think this is amazing and want to try it, and people who say they don't need to do it?

目を閉じるとキラキラした残像が見える時があるんだけど あれ何　When I close my eyes, sometimes I see a sparkling afterimage. What is that?

1月23日 松士の靴を履いたらいきなりバイクでこけた あばらが痛い　January 23rd I put on Shoji's shoes and then suddenly fell off my bike. My ribs hurt.

おい松士頼むぜ！！あばらいてえよ　15年ぶりに履いたらソールが死んでた

少し あばらにヒビ入ったかな まいったな　I think my ribs are a little cracked. I'm in trouble.

酔っ払った勢いで 書き込みするもんじゃない 本当に　I really shouldn't post when you're drunk.

俺たちは戦争なんてしないぜ まだ話し合う余地があるじゃないか　We're not going to war, there's still room for discussion

[kryptoniteforsale]

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez and the Bajillion Other Ways to Spell His Name…

Ok, every time I come to tagging a post or even dare to put his name on a drawing, this always bugs me. So I wanted to find a definitive answer.

Spoiler: There isn't one.

Here’s a list of the various spellings of Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez that have appeared officially or unofficially over time (and there’s probably more!):

Manga/Anime Official Spelling:

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez (this seems to be the most widely used spelling, and it’s the tag with the most followers here on Tumblr)

Alternative Spellings (due to localisation or translation):

Grimmjow Jeagerjaques

Grimmjow Jaegerjaques

Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez

Grimmjow Jaegerjacques

Grimmjow Jaggerjaques

Grimmjow Jaggerjaquez

Fan Variations:

Grimjow Jaegerjaquez

Grimmjow Jagerjaques

Grimmjow Jaegerjack

Grimmjow Jaguarjack (a direct romanisation of the Japanese katakana)

Grimm Jaw Jaguar Jack (thank you, @poundcakecrm for that one)

These variations come from how names are translated from Japanese katakana (ジャガージャック / Jagaajakku) and how different people interpret and write them. Despite the differences, "Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez" seems to be the most widely used version. BUT, the general feeling seems to be: just use whichever one you feel like at the time 🤷‍♀️

I might regret this but... I did a poll: How do you prefer to spell Grimmjow's name?

Picture credit: Bandai Namco Entertainment

[pohlepen]

WHICH TAROT CARD ARE YOU?  ♡

THE FOOL; here is an endless road ahead of you. long and winding, it is impossible to imagine every fork, every path you could take. like looking down from a high place, the sheer magnitude is dizzying. but it is freeing. god, it is freeing. you have all the time in the world to explore– endless choices to make; take time to appreciate it all. just be careful not to lose yourself to the recklessness that comes with such wondrous freedom.  number: zero. upright: beginnings, innocence, spontaneity, a free spirit. reversed: holding back, recklessness, risk-taking.

tagged by: no one, i stole it from @hrlaw

tagging: @antisupe, @metalsiren, @kurjaks, @sherez, @whitelace, @jaegerjacks, @nightmarecountry

[deityforged]

This is Ashmi dragging @jaegerjacks to a mirror FYI