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🍽️   :   take my muse out for dinner for two. THEYRE GONNA DO SOMETHING ROMANTIC

The gigai is uncomfortable, but not bad. It’s not as bad as it once was, at least. He put it on at Ichigos behest, and is now following the other male to what seems to be a crowded but intimate restaurant. Human food has been gaining more appeal for him, and his stomach growls in both approval and anticipation. 

“S’this a date, Kurosaki?” 

His tone is teasing, the tip of a grin starting. 

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💌

Leave him a card from a secret admirerer

Considering how childish the scrawl is, and the ‘unca grimm’ it’s addressed to... it’s not very anonymous at all. He takes out his cell phone, snaps a photo and sends it to Ichigo. 

‘Th’ fuck am I supposed to do with this?’ 

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There are no Valentine punches in the prompt list BI

And yet that’d be the best fuckin’ gift ever.

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(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY PROMPTS   !    

send a symbol from your muse to mine.   add  ↪  for a reverse from my muse to yours !

🍳   :   cook breakfast in bed for my muse.

💝   :   give a box of chocolates to my muse.

🍿    :   watch a rom-com with my muse.

💐   :   give flowers to my muse.

👙    :   buy lingerie for my muse.

💌   :   leave my muse a card from a secret admirer.

🍽️   :   take my muse out for dinner for two.

❤️   :   give a gift to my muse.   (   specify.   )

🐶   :   surprise my muse with a puppy.

🐱   :   surprise my muse with a kitten.

💔   :   break up with my muse.

🏩   :   book a valentine’s trip away with my muse.

💍    :   propose to my muse.

🔥    :   flirt with my muse.

😳   :   confess your muse’s love to my muse.

😘   :   kiss my muse.

🐻   :   give my muse a valentine’s teddy bear.

💃    :   dance with my muse.

🚫   :   spend valentine’s day with my muse platonically   :   no partners allowed !

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He twists until he’s leaning his back against Grimmjow, relaxed here in this quiet, secluded place. But then he scoots lower, dropping his head in Grimmjow’s lap and closing his eyes. That arm is his though and he doesn’t plan to give it back, dropping an arm over it and keeping it trapped to his front. “Urahara killed me the first time to see if I could change to a shinigami, and it almost didn’t happen. And then when I trained against the vizard. And when I fought Ulquiorra. How old are you?”

How many times had Ichigo faced death and defeated it? How many times had he nearly ceased to exist, to bring Grimmjow these conflicting feelings and concerns? Mm. A twist in his stomach brings brows to furrow, eyes down on the other man as he lounges and claims his lap as his own. He doesn’t mind it, and uses his free hand to push through familiar bright strands. 

“Couldn’t tell ya. I was around before there was a Karakura Town, s’all I can say.” 

Part of him wants to scold Ichigo, to warn him to be more careful. But the words die before they can part his lips. There are certain things a little too out of his comfort zone to allow himself to say.

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“Made it.” Like Grimmjow says, it must have taken some time. Ichigo likes it though, figures it must mean more that way. He leans against Grimmjow without thinking when he’s tugged, still considering the space and Grimmjow’s words. But he takes that hand and laces their fingers together, because there’s no one else here to see it. “Did I ever tell you I almost became a hollow— or more hollow, I guess. A couple times actually. How do you even tell time here? Can you?”

       “Nah. Y’didn’t. Enlighten me.” 

Something prickles in the back of his awareness then, the idea not entirely sitting right with Grimmjow. Ichigo doesn’t need to be hollow. Or more. It just-- it isn’t right. He moves his arm around the other man, letting his hand be held as it dangles from the Shinigamis shoulder. He likes the weight against him. It’s nice. 

                        “It blurs together after so long. I couldn’t tell y’ how long it’s been if I tried.” 

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He smirks at that offer. “Anywhere?” Truthfully, as long as they’ve been together now, he still worries about trespassing where he’s not allowed. Verbally, physically, and here as well. But he inspects everything, tries out the makeshift bed, and finally joins Grimmjow at the water once he’s satisfied, dipping a hand in, nodding. “You’re right, it is cozy. How’d you come across it?”

            He doesn’t mind. He appreciates that Ichigo waits, that he seeks silent permission. That helps in the approval, in fact. He watches him explore, not that there’s much to look at. When he finally approaches, the Sexta grins. “I didn’t. I made it.” 

Using his free hand, he tugs Ichigo to sit beside him. “Been around a long time, Strawberry. I needed a place t’ go.” 

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Grimmjow’s right, he follows every twist and turn, curious. So much about Grimmjow is still a mystery. But even knowing that, he’s not quite prepared. He has to keep to the entrance for a long second just to take everything in. It’s amazing. After a pause, he follows further in, still examining. “I half expected you to take me somewhere like Las Noches.” He’s not disappointed though. “This is nice. I like it.” He never though to see an actual place in the hollow world he’d feel content to sleep.

           Pride swells in his chest, and if he were in feline form you’d catch the lazy but satisfied curve of his tail. Luckily he’s not, so that embarrassment is saved. Instead, he walks to the ‘shore’ of his little lake and sits. His boots are peeled off and his feet dunked in the water. It’s nice. It’s relaxing. 

                          “Good. Make yerself cozy.” 

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Claws that break skin aren’t quite expected. If only because he’s seen Ichigo do similar without retaliation. He follows them with gold eyes, not feeling the need to act out just yet. The opposite really, it’s fun to try dragging out the beast. “And here you are, playin’ along with him ‘bein’ all moral an’ shit’.” He grins, tilts his head, the smell of blood thick in the air, though he wonders if the arrancar is so far gone, he can’t appreciate it.

        “Who I am with Ichigo and who I am with you are different.” 

Ichigo knows a lot about him, he understands the part of Grimmjow that even the Sexta despises and denies. But Shirosaki.... well, a monster knows a monster. The Espada doesn’t lash out, simply runs now bloodied fingers beneath the shirt the other wears. Letting his hands find the surprisingly soft skin at lower back. 

                                        “Like calls t’like, an’ all that.” 

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He turns his head to slant Grimmjow a look. Of course he thinks he owns the world. Makes sense. But that turn catches him unaware and he has to take a handful of long strides to catch up so they can walk side by side. He eyes Grimmjow and then their path, attempting to guess where he’s leading them. “Do I know this place you’re taking me?”

      “Nah. Y’ain’t ever been here.” 

No one but Grimmjow has been to this specific place. He carved it out, he found it, he made it what it is and it’s his. And he’s damned fucking proud of it too. It doesn’t take long until Grimmjow is shoving fallen rubble out of the way. A drop in terrain. He jumps, knowing Ichigo will follow. It’s a bit of a hike, but they’re both able-bodied men. After some time and twists and turns, the Sexta leads him into what looks like a cave. Only, once inside, it’s far bigger than anticipated. And there’s a body of water gleaming in hues of blue and green, rather inviting. To the right there’s a rise - almost a hill - where you can tell he’s made a makeshift bed on the ground. 

                                                             “Home sweet home.” 

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"King? Well I didn't vote for you!"

            “Good thing this ain’t a democracy then, ain’t it?” 

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The look he gets is gratifying. It fills him with self-satisfaction and he grins his appreciation of it. Until that hand settles and he pauses as he contemplates it before deciding he likes the touch. No one ever dares. He slides on top of the other, straddling hips and sitting up. Until that announcement. There’s a huffed breath. “That doesn’t make sense. There’s nothin’ ta do here.” If there was, he would’ve found it by now. “Why do ya think he sticks me here?”

           “So y’don’t go killin’ innocents, Shiro. Y’know he’s all moral an’ shit.” 

Still, hands find the others thighs, fingers splayed greedily over them. Claws break the skin of his fingertips, hollow reaching for the surface in the presence of another. Grimmjow allows it. He knows that the other will appreciate it, if nothing else. 

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Ichigo’s eyes fall half-closed at the hand that works in his hair, and he relaxes. It’s tempting to steal another kiss, but he’s reasonably sure they’ll end up on the sand if he tries it, so he scoffs instead, though it’s heatless. “I’ll remember that. I should be extra difficult to keep you interested too.” There’s a smile fighting to surface as he turns away to start across the sand. “Where do you stay when you’re here? You’re at my place all the time, but I haven’t even seen yours.”

The moment Ichigo turns away to walk leaves him feeling strangely bereft. He doesn’t like it. His hands feel empty, so he shoves them into his pockets. Steps fall into line with the Shinigami, curious stare on the others face. The thought of how beautiful Ichigo is flits across his mind -- disturbing, frankly, for someone like him. He shakes it loose and free, looking forward again as that question hits his ears. 

“Everywhere. This whole place is mine.” 

Hueco Mundo, that is. He’s the King, remember? Though with a smirk, he takes a turn, knowing Ichigo will follow. There is one place he favors.

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🧡💙Spill My Heart For You🧡💙

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grimmjow’s first appearance.