Bleach Grimmjow - Blog Posts
Dating grimmjow jaegerjaquez , part 1
Morehead cannons ❤️❤️
My head cannons for bleach characters pt3  grimmjow that man is so gay especially for  ichigo
quick grimmjow because i love this man
My lil loves🧎🏾♀️💕
Okay peeps
Who's your top 4 fictional Red Flags?
Here's mine
Redrew this illustration I've made of Grimmjow and Ulquiorra from 3 years ago! It's been a while since I've drawn Bleach fanart, but I still love these babygirls so much 😌💗🔥
guys i MIGHT be hyperfixated on luppi uh
ignore the fact that i drew their face stitches kinda wrong in the third image
Some of my tybw arrancar hcs and things
oh yeah and uh heres the fic i referenced in luppi's section, because i love writting about charecters that have like -3 enjoyers yayyyyy
the girls are fighting 🙄🙄🙄
Og image below
Was trying to draw my interpritations of what some of the arrancars looked like as hollows but got distracted
is this anything
sorry for being gone for ten days heres more arrancar stuff 😭
og images below
Also ive got some (1 & 3/4ish) arrancar fics up on my ao3 now... hoorayyyyyy
omg you're never gonna guess who has more dumb bleach arrancar things to post and then not draw again for like a week...!
(throws my rarepairs at you)
(also grimmulqui is there too ig)
og pics below:
Off-topic but i also finally got my a03 account up so i can finally start posting my many bleach fanfics or whatever— if my social anxiety is nice to me that is 😔
throws more bleach doodles at you
Og pics below:
even more bleach arrancar tomfoolery exept this time its 95% Luppi
(this post is for me and the other -2 Luppi fans that exist)
Og screenshots below:
more dumb bleach arrancar doodles & stuff
image refrences & og pics below:
Also ignore the fact i mispelled 'because' at one point, i was writing really fast 😭
more stupid bleach arrancar doodles
Bleach doodles but its all just Grimmjow and Ulquiorra, also Luppi is there too
Bleach Memes Pt.1
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Hello! 500 followers… that’s a lot. I will now be starting a meme series where the memes will be entirely made by me and will feature your favorite Bleach characters! Enjoy, and thank you for 500 followers! 100+ notes and I’ll make a part 2!
Give my tumblr credit if you use them please, don’t be a bitch. ♥️
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im litteraly cant breathe this is so dumb
@williamjbonkers is to blame for this bs
It's okay for Grimmjow to poke fun at you and make jokes, it's all in good spirit after all. You both knew he never really meant the things he said, but let him catch someone else degrading you…
You weren’t planning on telling him how upset you were that someone had insulted your intelligence, their harsh words repeating over and over in your head, tormenting you. But he knew you too well, knew there was something wrong when you ignored him, attempting to flee, your eyes red and puffy from crying. He wouldn’t let you get away so easily.
“What’s wrong with you?” He demanded to know roughly. “Why are you acting wimpier than usual?”
You were about to tell him to leave you alone and go away when you caught a flicker of concern in his glacial eyes. Maybe it was all in your head, but in your vulnerable state, you crumbled before him, whining and whimpering to him about the person who hurt your feelings.
Under normal circumstances, he'd tease you about being a crybaby and tell you to grow up, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything of the sort this time. Jaw clenched and fists balled, he barked at you to stop crying, assuring you, "I'll take care of it."
"What?" Your eyes widened. "What are you going to do?"
"Don't worry about it." He was already stalking away, a menacing gleam in his eyes.
After that, the person who had been so cruel to you seemed to avoid you, scurrying away each time you neared with fear in their eyes. You weren’t entirely clueless when it came to Grimmjow’s violent nature, so you didn’t have much trouble imagining what he could have possibly done to them. You didn’t fully condone it, but you weren’t going to complain either. Obviously, whatever he had done worked in your favor.
The next time you saw him, you shared your gratitude. "I'm not sure what you did, but thank you."
“Yeah, whatever. You’re welcome,” he huffed, pink rising to his cheeks. You didn’t expect him to say any more on the matter, but then, “if someone ever says shit to you again, you come get me,” he ordered, avoiding your eyes.
An excited grin spread on your face. Feeling brave, with his cheek turned towards you, you seized the moment, leaning forward and pressing your lips to his warm skin. “Thanks again, hothead.”
He was about to snap at you for touching him without his permission, spinning around to face you with glaring eyes, that is, until he saw your adorable, stupid smile. He turned back away instead, his cheeks growing impossibly hotter.
❗️TW: FLASHES❗️
Grimmjow owns this song now btw
this shot of grimmjow makes it start purring.
TW: SMUUUT 🗣️, Grimmy gets pretty rough, a little bit of degradation, breeding, the works :D
Grimmjow couldn't stand you.
You were a brat if there ever was one and far too comfortable speaking to him with disrespect on a daily basis. He couldn't stand you, but every time you spoke to him brazenly, mocked him, taunted him, and infuriated him, it made him want to stuff that big mouth of yours with his cock. He couldn't stand you, but if and when he got the chance, he was going to show you what he did to brats like you. He didn't need to like you to fuck you good and hard like you deserved.
He was already annoyed enough today, and there you were, as usual, saying something to piss him off even more. "Hey, quick question, do you ever stop talking?"
His eyes widened, anger flaring like scorching blue flames. You enjoyed just how easy it was to get under his skin. He was so simple, fists clenching at his sides before one of them slammed on the table in front of you. "What did you just say?! Who the hell do you think you are?!"
"I guess that means no," you sighed, suppressing an amused grin.
The truth was, you liked riling him up and did so intentionally. You liked watching the veins swell in his hands, arms and forehead because it was hot. He was hot. Watching him get mad had you fantasizing about just how roughly he'd manhandle you, how he'd meanly bully his cock into your tight cunt, how he'd have you crying and gagging on it. You weren't going to stop pushing his buttons until he was undoing yours.
"You're lucky I don't hit girls," he growled, his hands twitching, clenching and unclenching as if he was currently resisting the urge.
"That's too bad," you said, smirking lazily.
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Later, he proved to be a liar. He was hitting you, his hand coming down hard over and over again to smack your ass as he drilled into you from behind. He still didn't know how to stop talking, though you didn't mind it much now, clenching around him while he yanked you up by your hair to spew filth directly into your ear.
"Not so cocky now, are you? Huh?" He panted, his breath hot and heavy against your neck. "Where's that smirk, little girl? Your snide comments? Haven't you got anything to say?"
You couldn't reply, not with how cruelly he was pounding into you, his tip striking hard and deep, as furious as he was. All you could do was moan and whine dumbly. You may have bested him with your words earlier, but in the bedroom, he'd definitely won, just the way you wanted him to.
"That's what I thought," he laughed when you didn't respond. "Can't handle my fat cock and talk back to me at the same time. You're too busy making a mess of my sheets and whining like a bitch."
He threw you back into the mattress, pinning you down with his weight as his hips snapped against your ass. He thought he was teaching you a lesson, but it was your personal heaven, getting caged in by his big biceps and having your pussy ruined by his throbbing length. You could hardly breathe, suffocating under his weight, head under water with nothing but the sound of his grunts and growls right into your ear. You thought it'd be a pleasant way to die.
Then he suddenly left you, and before you had the chance to mourn the loss of his heat and fullness in between your legs, he was manhandling you onto your back, folding you into a mating press and fucking back into you, smirking maliciously at your dumbfounded expression.
"I want to see what you look like when you cum all over my cock," he snarled in explanation before wrapping his hand around your neck to hold you in place. "Maybe I'll fill you up. You want that, slut?"
"Yes!" You choked out, eyes rolling back as he stretched your legs to their max, going impossibly deeper inside you than he had been. Each thrust felt like a shock to your system, a terrifying yet exciting loss of control of your body.
He was shamelessly staring at himself thrusting in and out of you, at your tits bouncing, and at the tears leaking out of your eyes. It made him go feral, the sight of your defeat. He knew you were all talk, so outspoken yet so easy to break. It was music to his ears how pathetic you sounded. Now he just needed you squirting all over him before he unleashed his load into you. Only then would it truly be his victory.
He knew by the high-pitched squeals and whines you were making that you were close, and so he stayed focused and didn't hold back, maintaining his brutal pace until your legs were trembling, glassy eyes squeezing shut and loud mouth crying out as if you were being tortured. He lowered himself against you, fucking you through your orgasm as you wrapped your arms and legs around him, holding him to his word that he would fill you up. Moments later, he did, biting your neck and groaning into it as he twitched inside of you, shooting thick, white ropes of his seed into your walls. He pulled out to watch it leak out of you, mesmerized by how cute your bratty pussy was with his juices oozing out.
He collapsed at your side. He'd finally bested you, finally taught you a lesson, and you'd finally learned just how good of a fuck he was. You stressed him out, but he had finally taken that stress out on you. For the first time in a while, he felt at ease, one could even say peaceful. Your body and your energy was a much needed break for his nervous system, and he was starting to discover a newfound appreciation for you as you quietly came down from your high beside him.
He watched you carefully as you rose from his bed, excusing yourself to clean up the mess between your legs. He chuckled to himself as he watched you limp away, like a fawn attempting to walk for the first time. He supposed you were actually pretty cute.
No. It made him start to worry when you were taking a long time in his bathroom, wondering if you'd come back and get dressed to go. It wasn't like it was often he got to just lay there, skin to skin with another person. No one touched him unless it was in battle or in a sexual way, and now he found himself yearning for your body against his again, in a more gentle way this time.
He pretended to look unbothered when you finally came back, pretended that he wasn't elated when you took your place back in his bed, curling up next to him.
You decided to be nice to him just this once. "That was amazing," you complimented, pressing a quick kiss to the side of his mouth that made him freeze. "Thank you."
He felt irritated again, though he couldn't figure out why. "Are you fucking with me?" He glared at you.
"No," you responded calmly. "If I was lying, I wouldn't be on the verge of passing out right now," you giggled tiredly. "I came so hard I'm exhausted."
You yawned, and it gave Grimmjow a funny feeling in his chest. He yanked the blankets up over your naked form. "Get some sleep then." You could tell he found it difficult to be affectionate. It was kind of cute in its own weird way.
You draped an arm over his chest anyway, pushing him out of his comfort zone. "You gonna sleep with me?"
"Doesn't seem like you're giving me much of a choice," he grumbled.
You pressed sleepy kisses into his jaw, smiling against him as you felt his body soften beneath you. "No, I'm not. I like to cuddle after."
"Damn brat." He aggressively wrapped an arm around you, pulling you against him and holding your hip. "You better not snore."
You gasped, a wide, almost painful smile spreading on your lips over the fact that this grumpy arrancar was seriously snuggling you. "Me? A lady? Never!"
"Yeah, yeah. I hear you snore once and I'm tossing you off the side of the bed." You doubted the hand currently caressing your torso would be used to throw you off the bed.
"You're such a gentleman."
"I am, letting you stink up my bed like this." He grinned, adjusting his body so that you could press into him more comfortably.
"Stop being mean to me, I'm soft!" You pouted playfully.
"You? Don't make me laugh." He murmured against your head.
You smiled contentedly, letting your eyes rest, finally having him where you wanted him. "Okay, I'm going to bed now, so kiss my forehead and tell me goodnight."
"You're a real piece of work," he groaned, as if he wasn't dying for an excuse to press his lips to you.
He did exactly that, bringing his mouth to your temple more gently than you ever could imagine him doing and pulling you impossibly closer before saying, "goodnight, princess."
"Goodnight, my prince."
He would've cringed, had anyone else said it, but hearing you call him your prince, he swore he could feel his heart growing. He didn't know he even had one before you. He was glad you were starting to doze off, glad that you didn't witness his cheeks flushing with admiration.
Grimmjow still couldn't stand you, only now because it was gonna be a real pain in the ass dealing with these feelings he had for you.