#jeagerjaquez grimmjow

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Ichigo: I just watched Mr. Urahara, a grown-ass man, say, "Oh this will be very efficient," and spray febreze right at the ceiling fan, and have it blow back directly in his face.

Grimmjow: Yeah, he did that yesterday too.

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To all those who follow me who don’t know Bleach; this may come as a shock to you:

Grimmjow doesn’t appear until season 6.

Just thought I’d clarify in case some of you assumed otherwise 🥰💜

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New oc, this time for Bleach. Still fleshing her out but her name's Chesca, plus some self indulgent drawings with Grimmy ☺💙

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Helping Out- Grimmjow x Reader

I've been writing GrimmIchi fics for the girlies for years, but just randomly got the thought, I want a little piece of Grimmjow for myself. However, I couldn’t figure out a prompt and used a fanfic trope generator lol. So this is the result of it. I hope to write more and read more from the fandom. 

CW: Canon AU, fluff, black!fem!reader in mind, author knows nothing about medical field (be nice)

For once, Grimmjow might have to thank Kurosaki for something.

Grimmjow couldn’t tell you how he got in this position. But Urahara could! The former-Espada was nagging Ichigo for a fight since the young man kept rescheduling due to his busy medical school schedule. Grimmjow thought himself to be reformed enough (barely) and was patient. BUT! Everyone had their limits. Ichigo was listing excuses and caught up in how his class needed volunteers for an extensive role-play activity. Grimmjow couldn’t really give a damn about the trainings for healing weak human bodies, and flicked a paper projectile at the orange-haired head.

“Are you even paying attention to me?” Kurosaki asked. “No. You haven’t said anything related to rematch or fighting.” Grimmjow replied boredly. Ichigo held his scowl before a light bulb lit up in his head. He might have picked up his mentor’s tendency for plotting. Ichigo offered a deal. He agreed to fight Grimmjow if he agreed to throw on his gigai and show up to help. At first, Grimmjow outright refused. But...it had been awhile since he felt his blood thumping the way it did when going against that supernatural mutt...

Grimmjow yawned as he slumped in a chair while a woman addressed the somewhat eager group of students. He really had no idea what he was doing here. His initial plan was to make everyone as uncomfortable as possible, so he could be asked to leave. However, just as he was about to move his plan into motion, the woman had walked up to him and gently read the card around his neck.

You tried to keep your voice steady as you leaned slightly over and read the card on who was probably the most attractive gentleman in the world. “Here, we have a gentleman who has been waiting rather long in the emergency room while more urgent cases were dealt with. While this can be a frustrating situation for both you and the patient, remember to be reassuring and kind to them. Letting our negative emotions fog our mind can put many people at risks.” You looked into the prettiest blue eyes known to man. There’s no way that could be natural. “I appreciate you waiting sir. I know that you’re in a lot of pain. I’ll be glad to take care of you.” You gave him an affirming squeeze on his shoulder and smiled. You quickly pulled away and addressed the next steps in the process of the man’s imaginary wound.

What the actual fuck was that? Grimmjow was not used to being on the receiving end of genuine care and affection from a stranger. Those were emotions that were rarely showed in his world and even as he visited the World of the Living, he wouldn’t say it was one he received often. He continued to look at the woman who stood near him and spoke to the class. She was dressed in dark blue scrubs that look great on her smooth skin. Her hair was wrapped up in a bun and covered with a scarf. A loc or two peaked out. She radiated confidence as she spoke to the class and continued down the line of pretend patients, answered questions, and encouraged problem-solving from the students. There was definitely something intriguing about this human.

Ichigo jumped when the tall man suddenly appeared at his side at end of the class. “Shit! You need a bell.”

Grimmjow didn't even argue. "Who is that?"

“What?”

“Don’t fucking what me, Kurosaki. Who is that?” he hadn’t even looked at his rival and kept his gaze on you as you chatted with the volunteers and students.

Ichigo looked and tilted his head slightly. “Y/N-san? That’s the teachers' assistant in this department. I don’t know her too well, but she’s really smart. I’ve texted her a few times when I needed help. She-,”

"Will she talk to me if I bring her broken bodies?"

"What-,"

"Actually, fuck it. This gigai can't cause me that much pain. What if I break a bone?"

"What the hell, Grimmjow? She's not a doctor yet. I don't think anyone would want to deal with you if you're doing crazy shit like that."

A pause. “Give me her number.” he still was looking at you.”

“What-”

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Grimmjow, I can’t give you her number. It’s creepy to give out a woman’s numbers to strangers. You’re not even a student-,” Ichigo argued.

“Hey guys,” you greeted and smiled, “good answers, Ichigo. It’s nice to see how you experience already gives you a different perspective as your peers.” Grimmjow muttered under his breath as the man received your praise. “Who’s your friend?” 

“Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez,” he answered and held out his hand as he had seen humans do before. You shook it firmly. He grinned; there was something respectable about a good handshake. 

“Thank you so much for coming, Grimmjow. It’s nice when people from the community use their time to help students out.” you explained.

“I’m always happy to help.” Ichigo tried to not gawk at his lie. 

You nodded and giggled. “That’s so sweet. It can be hard to get people. There’s another one of these later today that I almost had to cancel. I’m still short a person, but I’ll make it work.” you went on a little.

“I can help.”

Ichigo was damn near losing his mind on the inside.

You were a bit surprised, “Oh, uh, I’d love that really, but it’s like three hours from now. I wouldn’t want to mess with your plans for today.” you scratched at your cheek.

Grimmjow snickered and shrugged. “I have no plans today. I can kill some time, find something to eat.”

That gave you an idea. “Well, at least let me buy you lunch then! I couldn’t imagine-,”

“Tch, like hell would I let a pretty woman buy me food. Don’t worry about it.”

You blushed at the compliment. “Huh well,” you reached into your pocket for a random business card you occasionally kept. You underlined a part of it, “Here’s my personal cell. I have to clean up and finish some paperwork, but we can find something close by to eat.”

Grimmjow chuckled as he took the card and looked at it. “It’s a date then.” You smiled then waved at the two men as you walked off.

“Heh, look Kurosaki. Seems I didn’t need you after all.”

The med student just dazed off in the direction that you were just at. “What. The. Actual. Fuck.”

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We have a thing for Grimmjow in uniforms; he should have the same. I slipped in a personal detail with y/n having locs. I never see it (imagine that man gripping on them). I love Ichigo being shocked by a confident, committed Grimmjow. I feel like I can continue this one. I’m gonna go to sleep though. Requests are currently open. Thanks for reading!

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i love the concept of hollows once being humans because of how tragic it is, but i also love the idea that adjuchas n vastos (plus arrancars as a consequence) are a mesh of the millions of souls consumed. maybe yeah, one personality remains as the base code, but they’re a new being.

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Bleach Headcanons

How the Hueco Mundo boys would react to you falling asleep on them:

Includes: Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez, Ulquiorra Cifer, Coyote Starrk, Sōsuke Aizen.

Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez: You had found your eyelids becoming heavy as his voice stringed through your mind and you closed your eyes. He didn’t even realize you that you were sound asleep on his chest he rambled on about the fight he had gotten himself into.

He glances down at you after you’ve been silent for a few minutes and his eyes widen. At first he couldn’t believe it, how dare you fall asleep when he’s talking to you?

His big ego soon fades away as he finds himself gazing down at you and his fingers brushing through your hair. A smile tugs on his face, but he quickly shakes it away and instead wraps his arm around your lower back, letting you sleep.

Beware though, because once you wake up, you get an ear load of cocky comments.

Ulquiorra Cifer: Your eyelids close and your head falls upon Ulquiorra’s shoulder and his body freezes. Thought it was some torture techinque you were using on him. It takes him a while to get use to your touch, but he lifts his head up from his book.

His dark eyes admire your soft expression on your face and your pink lips that are slightly parted open. He gives you a gentle pat on the top of your head and continues back to reading.

Coyote Starrk: Lets out a quiet chuckle as his eyes lay upon your sleeping face in his lap. Your body is curled up near his and his hand rests on your hip. 

You had finally fallen accommodated to Starrk’s sleeping habits. You’ll find him asleep on any surface. He finds it amusing that you’re starting to change your habits and he’ll kiss you on the forehead, careful not to wake you as he knows how much sleep is worth.

Sōsuke Aizen: Is very calm and collected when he notices your eyelids shutting as your snuggle into the curve of his neck. He knew that you were comfortable around him and accepted him for who he was, but a smirk starts to grow across his face.

He’s proud that you feel safe in his arms, but he would never utter a word. As you fall into a heavy sleep, he wraps an arm around your waist and secures you on top of him.

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zodiac event : ♍︎ VIRGO afab reader x LEO GRIMMJOW JEAGERJAQUEZ ♌︎ genre: explicit smut! grimmjow gets needy for his crush... wc: 2k note: @electronicwitchcollection hope u enjoy ^^ i write bleach again :o

He’s impressive. You recognise him instantly after hearing his name and almost fearing him for so long. But now you get a chance to work alongside the espada, you can finally see him up close and you know he is a force to be reckoned with. His passion and energy are unmatched and there’s a dangerous fire in his eyes, paired with that stupid grin that makes you feel faint. 

But you realise very quickly that he’s a complete attention whore. He has an ego the size of the fucking moon and you swear you’ve caught him staring at his reflection on more than one occasion. It’s not normal. 

He thinks he’s irresistible. When in reality, you’re starting to find him irritating.

Especially when it becomes obvious that you’ve caught his eye. I mean, you’re the sweet and kind medical aide to the espada, and being so beautiful, who wouldn’t look your way? But him? And with the way he goes about trying to grab your attention in his usual arrogant, snarky ways just isn’t working. He’s left confused, now starting to get up in your face, teasing you and looking for a reaction.

But you’re so calm and patient, you could do this all day. 

If it weren’t for your slightly clumsy nature, you wouldn’t have ended up in this situation– on his lap, in the medical room.

His impatient and demanding aura just had you making simple mistakes– misplacing your supplies, bumping into things and rushing around until you got all dizzy and tripped over one of his long legs that he had spread wide. 

You’re glad you didn’t end up on the floor, but where you landed was a little more embarrassing. He extended an arm and just whipped you up before you fell, making your head rush as your eyes eventually cleared to find yourself sitting on his thighs. 

“I– I’m sorry–” before you could get your excuses out he silenced you by slowly shaking his head and just telling you to get on with healing him. 

You fidget around and try to get up, but he places a big hand around your wrist.

“Do it here.” 

He looks you up and down, seeing your resolve start to crumble. But you still look hesitant, and he really doesn’t want you to get up, so he grits his teeth and tries to use his manners. 

“Please.” 

He’s still got that resting, aggressive look on his face but you can tell he’s trying to be polite. So you indulge him, turning yourself to face him before starting to work on his wounds. You would have to get up close and personal with him anyway– but this might be a little too much. He just continues staring you down as you complete your work with patience and dedication, trying to ignore that your noses are inches apart and you can basically feel his breath. 

When you’re done and about to relinquish him from your touch, he holds onto your arm and presses your palm to his bare chest, where you were just finishing up. He gives you a strange look now… kind of sad and longing? But it is him, after all. How serious do his thoughts even get? 

“Do you like me?” 

You’re stunned. Aside from his insufferable arrogance and self obsession, you admit that he can be incredibly fun to be around… exhilarating, in fact. You just wish he’d treat you normally, as if you were friends? It would make everything so much easier. So in that regard, you admit you like him a lot– if only he’d show that side to you a little more often. 

So you give him a smile and a nod, “Of course.” 

He knows there’s a caveat in there. He scans your features, desperately trying to figure you out. You see hesitation in his feline eyes before he asks, sounding unsure of himself for once– 

“Do you think… I’m attractive?” 

Your eyes go totally wide as you give him a surprised smile. 

“Grimmjow, sweetie, you know looks aren’t everything?” 

He gives you a deep frown and sighs dramatically. He doesn’t want to give up but he’s kind of concerned that you see absolutely nothing in him. 

Until you lean into him a little more and whisper in his ear– 

“You’re too attractive for your own good, you idiot. Stop acting like a dick already and I might start falling for you, ok?” 

She’ll– what–? 

Now you’re giggling and starting to sit up again you admit it was a backhanded compliment... and you may have wounded his pride.

“Wait? You think… I’m a dick–!? Hey, [name] that’s not–” 

He’s nearly as shocked as you are with your next move. You suddenly press a kiss to his cheek, leaving the stain of your lipstick on his skin and he shuts up instantly. 

But upon hearing that hint of a confession from you, it gives him the confidence to bring his nose up to yours and look into your eyes. 

“So if I… stop being a dick… I can kiss you?” 

Your heart is caught in your chest and you can feel your face getting very hot. You give him a little nod, making your noses rub together while you study the brilliant blues in his irises and those pretty turquoise markings. 

He brings his lips closer and steals his first kiss, then pulls away as if to ask for your permission to continue. You lean into him and he presses kiss after kiss to your lips, until you’re humming softly into his mouth and pulling him closer. He’s been dying to taste you, and it’s been utterly worth the wait. 

“Gorgeous–” he purrs into your neck and starts dragging your uniform off. The buttons down the front of your dress make it easy for him to strip you and soon you’re completely bare, in his clutches. 

You give him a smile– seeing such a needy side of the fiery man is making you so soft for him. He wraps his arms under your bum and picks you up, his sudden intensity making you nervous. He steps to the nearest wall, pushes you against it and starts grinding himself into your core, ravaging your body with kisses. He completely takes over your senses until all you can feel are his strong hands pushing your thighs against the wall, his lips, his body. 

“Touch me” he growls an order that you can’t ignore. One hand remains holding tightly onto his shoulder while the other snakes down his crotch, slipping his pants down hurriedly. 

“That’s it– hahh–” now he can feel you properly, your wet folds over his shaft, you see his eyelids flutter with pleasure and he loses a little more of his dignity when he begs to fuck you. 

“I need you so fucking bad–” 

“Mmh– “ you moan now, feeling the contact of his hard cock that’s ready to split you open– “Grimmjow, you wanna fuck me?” You ask so innocently, teasing him a little more. 

He gives you a desperate look. 

“I…” he breathes heavily and kisses you again, “need to fuck you– “

“Hmm,” you grab the base of his cock now and start rubbing him through your folds– and when his tip reaches the centre of your slick entrance he fucks his hips up and gets exactly what he wants.

“Oh, that’s better.” 

He’s in control now. 

His voice has regained all its power, now he’s impaling you on his dick and pressing you so hard against the wall all you can do is grab at his muscular shoulders and accept every inch till your mouth hangs open with a loud moan. 

“That nice?” 

“Mm–hmmhhm–” you hum incoherently, to his pleasure, as he starts up a steady rhythm. He doesn’t fuck you crazy, like you thought he would, but just keeps it slow and sensual as he builds you up. 

“Making a mess of me already, sweetie?” 

He looks down at all your juices on his cock and that annoying smirk returns to his face. 

You bring a hand up to cover his mouth and he looks so confused. 

“S-stop… smiling like that– ‘swear you’re gonna make me cum– “ 

He gives your hand a playful bite and you return to gripping at the back of his neck. He presses his forehead down against yours and smirks over your lips, his body rubbing relentlessly on your clit, and the smooth tip of his cock pushing so deep you just– 

“Hn-g– I– I’m– “ you hiccough, but he knows what you’re trying to say. 

“You’re… mm–” he can feel you now, squeezing over his shaft, “you’re cumming, huh?” 

He bucks his hips with that grin on his face and pummels you into the wall. 

“That was fast, pretty girl–” he teases.  

You start to feel the blunt edges of his nails dig into your ass where he’s gripping you so hard and you let out a few needy whimpers. 

“Grimm–jow– th-that hurts– “

He ignores you, picking up his pace and starting to groan into your shoulder, sinking his teeth into your soft muscle.

“Grimmjow– wait, wait, please– “ 

“Ugh–” he grunts, tiring of your whining as he steps back towards the medical bed. He sinks onto the mattress with you on top, like how you were sitting earlier. 

“You do it then.”

He releases your ass, leaning back and watching you squirm over him. You get a grip on his meaty thighs and start rising up and down over the thick length of his dick. You can’t deny it feels good like this, watching him enjoy your body as you throw your head back and your wet hole takes every inch of him. 

But he can’t sit still for long. He can feel his own release building up now, especially when you keep moaning, telling him how good he feels and how much you’ve been wanting his cock. 

“Faster–” he orders and smacks your ass, now leaning forward and taking the plush fat there in his big hands. He grabs you and brings you up and down with so much force, like he’s trying to get deeper. 

“Grimm–jow– o-oh— my ghh–” 

“Stop saying my name like that…” 

He wants to go for a bit longer but if you keep opening your mouth like that… 

“Grimmjow– like this?” you moan with a dizzy smile on your face and he buries his face in your tits, moving his hips in a frenzy. 

“I’m gonna cum inside you– don’t fucking argue-” 

He states and sucks on one of your nipples till you scream and cum again. 

“Mm– that’s it, good girl, such a good pussy– mine now. You know I can’t share–”

You nod and tell him what he needs to hear. 

“Y-yours– Grimmjow– “

“What’s mine?” 

He grabs your neck and pulls you down to glare into your eyes. 

“My– pussy– ‘s yours… “ 

“Mm–” he moans and brings you into a deep and heated kiss, sliding his tongue over yours, holding your hips right down on his lap and fucking his cum into your womb. You know he wanted to get it right at the back– you pray that your birth control is strong enough. 

“Again–” he pants, barely coming off his first high before he’s sliding you off his cock and watching the cum drip out, repositioning you, rather ungracefully bending you over the bed (that you don’t think will hold up much longer). 

“Wait– ! “

He takes a fistful of your hair and pulls your head to the side. 

“What?”

“J-just need to– catch my– breath–” 

He pauses and taps his tip on your ass, starting to work down and spread you open.

“Fuck now, breathe later. C’mon, I’ve had a crush on you for ages, just let me have you again–” 

Oh fuck. He said it. Ok, maybe this could work. You admit to yourself and giggle, feeling him start to get impatient for you. 

“Ok, no more teasing and being a jerk?” 

“I’ll do whatever you want.” 

~

You feel bad for doubting his sincerity at the time, wondering if he was just dying to get his dick wet again, but he proved you wrong. So wrong. Now, you have none other than Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez answering to your every beck and call. It’s magical? The espada tease him, but he worships you. He doesn’t give a damn. And now you’re finally his, he has something to be truly smug about.

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[artemisgaz]

grimmjow jeagerjaquez from volume 23 of bleach

[lumilasi]

I had an idea yesterday when I updated this particular story, (The Hollowed City) but it was very late so I decided to wait till the next day to work on it. Guess you could say it's kind of a cover for this particular fic, I kinda missed doing those (did something like this occasionally for my other fandom couple years ago, when I was still active in it).

It took me a second to decide how to symbolize Nel's red face-marking for this modern AU, and settled with red tinted (non prescription) glasses, as a tattoo like what Grimm's jawbone is here didn't make sense. She came out okay given I've never drawn her before.

The line is a modification of something said in it, as I felt its kind of a good summary for the whole thing. If you want more detailed summary, its below the cut:

(NOTE: This is basically the summary of what's happened so far, rather than the official AO3 summary for the whole fic, it also actually starts with Ichigo's arrival, poor berry boy really enters into a massive shit show lol)

After their mother's death, the albino twin of the Kurosaki brothers heads out on a wild hunt to figure out who killed her and bring the person to justice. Shiro's clues eventually lead him to Hueco Mundo, where he hears the local underground head Jeagerjaquez may have the information he needs. Unfortunately for Shiro, he gets a bit TOO close to the man, more than he intended.

Once things go horribly, disastrously wrong Shiro is forced to run for his life after pissing off the easily most dangerous man of the entire city, in a manner that is highly personal. He refuses to leave Hueco Mundo however, continuing his digging while avoiding his furious ex' underlings.

Things change however, as months later Ichigo arrives in town, and his presence interrupts the violent dynamic between the two, allowing Shiro to properly explain himself. He is forgiven eventually, but also told to go back home with Ichigo, as he's out of his depth.

Their plan to go home gets interrupted however, as now SHIRO has become a wanted man as well for an unknown reason, and Ichigo is not about to abandon his twin when he's fucked up big and in massive trouble. The two are forced to go back to Hueco Mundo, under the protection of Grimmjow and his sister Nelliel....

(Note.2: This fic is Grimm/Ichi/Shiro, but not a love triangle thing; when I separate Ichigo & Shiro as different characters I tend to aim for poly relationship, as I don't care for love triangles lol)

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𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂

Ichigo Kurosaki ¹

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Kenpachi Zaraki

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Renji Abarai

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Byakuya Kuchiki

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Shunsui Kyouraku ¹

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Juushiro Ukitake ²

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Toshiro Hitsugaya

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Ikkaku Madarame ¹

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Yumichika Ayasegawa ²

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

𝚅𝙸𝚂𝙾𝚁𝙴𝙳𝚂

Shinji Hirako

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚂

Coyote Starrk

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Szayelaporro Granz

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁

Isshin Kurosaki

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Kisuke Urahara

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Uryuu Ishida

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Keigo Asano ²

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

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[m3kuroshirt]

Grimmjow: Standing next to sunflowers makes me feel weak like "look at this fucking flower. This damned thing is two feet taller than I am." Fucking flower is winning and I am losing.

Ichigo: Wow, you are so not ready to hear about trees.

[m34gs]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Bleach Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Grimmjow Jaegerjaques/Kurosaki Ichigo Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, Kurosaki Yuzu, Asano Keigo, Kojima Mizuiro, Inoue Orihime, Arisawa Tatsuki Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Post Thousand Year Blood War, non Canon, bowling, Flirting Summary:

Ichigo can't find his lucky shirt, but he wants to get the highest score while bowling with his friends.

Enter his 'favourite' blue-haired menace...and *what* is he wearing...?

@backwardshirt Happy Belated Birthday!!!!!

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More meow meow ☺💕✨

[rukiadriedhisrain]

"They're all cowards, every damn one of them. Whatever. I'll just consume them. As they become my flesh and blood, they will see beyond. I... I am the king!"

Happy Birthday to Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez! 👑 [7.31]

[partyanimal167]

Prove Your Worth- Grimmjow x Reader

I got my gothic '16' tattoo today and pondered how Grimmjow would react to a sudden new member of his fraccion. It's like 2% selfship lol. I just thought it'd be interesting, and I love his character so much.

(Black fem reader in mind)

CW: none, sfw, fem!reader, Canon AU, not quite romantic

It was bothering him that you weren't wielding yet. The others he had history with; they strived towards strength together. You had disrupted that chemistry, so you had to prove that you had some purpose and not an ulterior motive.

It was not your intention to put that arrancar in a coma, really. You were confused. You had been elevated to this form by Aizen yet had not received any orders or direction. You felt a humming in your bones as you were, again, meandering around the palace grounds in search of a purpose.

That arrancar, Di Roy, was looking for a fight. He hadn't recognized you and figured you were good enough bait to try a new attack on. He was tired of being he lowest of Grimmjow's fraccion. He needed to show improvement and power. He fired his attack only for it to be stopped by your hand. You seemed to have moved quicker than he could track and a kick to his back landed him in the sand. Then the battle continued.

It was only later that day that you noticed the mark on your thigh, the number '16.' You knew how the ranks of the arrancar worked, but didn't know who this mark could belong to. You weren't quite sure if you wanted to follow a leader you had not chosen for yourself. You'd have to keep a low profile and that mark covered.

...

Grimmjow was getting annoyed. At first, it was exciting to hear that there might have been a sudden strong opponent after hearing that Di Roy was suddenly injured by some unknown attacker. However, his focus shifted after seeing the younger man immobile in bed. He smelled weaker. Something told him that there was a change, and he checked for Di Roy's number. Sure enough, it wasn't there. That meant here was a missing fraccion member he needed to find. He'd have to see if they'd be loyal to him; otherwise, he'd simply be down to four.

It had been some time since he began looking. This person was obviously hiding, so he was sniffing around for fear--but nothing. This arrancar may not even know who they belong to. They had a lot to prove, and Grimmjow guessed there was something useful to hiding. He just hoped there would be a good fight after the hunt.

It wasn't until he overheard Szayel state that a strong being who's power was not yet mastered had slipped out before he could brief them on their new existence. Apparently, Aizen had given him permission to test repressing this arrancar's power. And of course, they were good at hiding--lurking in the shadows. A lone predator.

Grimmjow knew that a hunter got hungry and would pick a time to avoid competition for food. The rest of the fraccion was concerned about losing a member, but Grimmjow told them to go to their quarters and rest. He didn't need anyone getting in his way.

...

You stiffened feeling that intimidating reiastu bear down on you suddenly. You knew not to move; that would be futile. Instead, you wiped your mouth and turned to meet the piercing blue eyes of that strong predator. During your days of lurking, you found records and overhead several conversations that caught you up somewhat as to what had happened. You had unknowingly injured a member of an Espada's fraccion and was being targeted. You had heard different things about each Espada, but knowing that 'Destruction' was after you was not calming.

"Tch, don't seem that strong." he grumbled more to himself than you. There was a flash before you barely dodged a punch in the face. Grimmjow grinned. "Good reflexes, though."

You jumped a good distance back and got into a defensive pose. "What do you want with me?"

Grimmjow looked bored again. "You're replacing one of my men. Either join me, or get killed."

You didn't flinch at the threat. "I don't know what you're talking about. I-," another attacked interrupted you; it seemed as if words held no significance if you weren't quickly submitting. You were struck a couple times before growling to yourself and catching an ankle and chucking the body away.

Grimmjow quickly turned and landed on his feet--sand shifting under the weight. "Hehe, there's some strength coming out. Di Roy isn't the strongest, but he wouldn't get taken down easily." You simply glared at the man. "I want to fight, really. But Szayel says he has some work to do, and transitioning into an arrancar isn't easy."

You were cautious of the words he spoke, and at the slightest sign of relaxing, Grimmjow moved. You ended up on your back with the man having your throat in his hand. He grinned and licked his lips. "If you're going to be a part of my fraccion, don't you dare doubt the enemy. And don't forget who your King is, me above all else." He added a force of pressure before releasing you. He ripped your pants and stared at the mark on your upper thigh. "Dieciseis, come with me."

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There was a lot to get used to after reluctantly following that man. Meeting the other Espada, 8, was awkward as you were poked and prodded. He kept going on about having to release your power and fighting against your hollow urges. Your memories were still scattered, but you remembered being approached by Aizen in the desert. Shocking to you, the man had not showed his presence at all.

All Grimmjow cared about was how you had to train, so you sparred with your pissed fraccion members who were always out for blood and revenge for their lost brethen. Grimmjow had no qualms against this. Either you fought for the place you mistakingly took or perished. Soon though, you wanted to prove yourself. This entire situation was strange and new to you, but you weren't going to allow yourself to be looked down upon.

You narrowly avoided getting your ass kicked, but the guys admitted to themselves that you were getting stronger. Grimmjow watched you fight and for once, didn't look bored. Your reiatsu flared as you walked past him.

"Keep it up, Y/N."

You paused at the slight form of praise. You turned and looked behind you. Grimmjow's eyes held a wild look to them. "I can feel it on you. Another predator in the making. Soon, I'll be fighting you. Don't forget your place." he grinned.

There was some approval in his words. You knew you couldn't beat him yet, but being challenged by him made your adrenaline go up. You still felt connected to your days as a hunter. You knew what it was like to feel an invader in your territory. You also recognized an exciting challenge. You smiled and nodded.

There was a lot to learn and figure out in this new role of yours, but there was someone who knew you'd be worth the time.

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So~ not necessarily romantic, but Grimmjow had simpler focuses as an Espada--like fighting and well...fighting. Despite the ranking, I didn't want to make an obviously weak reader. It's just bleh; plus, Grimmjow wouldn't want anyone fragile with him. He has goals to accomplish.

Anywhoodles, thanks for reading! Let me know what you think. Bye~