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    In hindsight, Grimmjow should have seen it coming, should have known that dealing with Urahara would be nothing but trouble. Which pissed him off even more, knowing he could have avoided turning into the man’s guinea pig, if he had just been a little more careful.

    “You trapped me inside a human body?!”

    “Oh, it’s a Gigai actually.”

     

    Or: Urahara tests his newest invention, Grimmjow is trapped in a powerless envelope, and Ichigo plays babysitter.

    Chaos and feelings ensue.

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    22 Sep 2022

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    Kurosaki’s pupils are blown wide. Normal.

    His irises are poison-yellow instead of warm brown, and his sclerae are as black as night. Not so normal.

    Not normal at all, actually. Half a millennium of existence and Grimmjow’s never met a damn thing with eyes like that. They freaked him out something else the first time, and unlike Kurosaki’s weird healing and changing scent, this is still hard to get used to.

    Something about those eyes makes him feel—

    Grimmjow shakes it off. He’s bitten off mouthfuls bigger and chewier than Kurosaki.

    “Well, thank you for the meal!” he says cheerfully. “I’ll be on my way now, let you get your beauty sleep—”

    He almost makes it off Kurosaki’s lap.

    An arm like a steel bar slams across his back, pulling him flush against Kurosaki’s chest. His face is pressed to the warm, inviting neck he just abandoned. Kurosaki’s strong by human standards, all corded muscle on a lean frame, but a human, no matter how strong, shouldn’t be able to hold him captive like this.

    And yet.

    “And where the fuck are you going?” comes the question, Kurosaki’s voice low and dangerous.

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    20 Sep 2022

  3. Public Bookmark 88

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    “If you knock me up, bastard, I’m dragging you back with me to Hueco Mundo to play daddy.”

    There’s a brief stretch of horrified silence, bliss to Grimmjow’s senses.

    “Grimmjow, you’re a hollow. And you don’t even have a uterus!”

    “Who knows what exposure to your freaky reiatsu has done to me.”

    “I don’t—that’s not how it works!”

    “You’re putting eggs in me, Kurosaki. You clearly don’t have a singular clue how anything works.”

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    14 Sep 2022

  4. Public Bookmark 89

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    “This is only until you find somebody you really wanna be with,” Ratchet said. "You find somebody steady, and we'll go back to being coworkers."

    Or: Three Car Pile Up Disaster, An Explanation of the Primal Household

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    06 May 2022

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    “You can’t just climb in through my window and ask to ride my cock,” Ichigo protests, more out of a sense of obligation than anything else, like this is only as complicated as Grimmjow pestering him for a fight without an ounce of regard for college, sleep, or god. “I’m not even in rut.”

    “The fuck else should I do? Take you on a date? Buy you flowers? Dismember a hollow and spell ‘Fuck me, Kurosaki’ with the parts?”

    “One of those is not like the others,” Ichigo says weakly.

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    23 Feb 2022