THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
@gurimujo.bsky.social
NO ONE RIPPED MY HEART OUT,
I HANDED IT TO MY OWN 𝕵AWS.
Pinned
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
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The night itself exhales
two words … 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔.
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The night itself exhales
two words … 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔.
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October 8, 2025 at 2:57 PM
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The night itself exhales
two words … 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔.
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The night itself exhales
two words … 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔.
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Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
July 5, 2025 at 7:40 PM
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— The aftershock of colliding Ceros still danced in the air, leaving a shimmer of residual destruction across the battlefield. But to Grimmjow, that chaos was home. The thrill of it was enough to crack his lips into a wolfish smirk, not in search of an opening, but to make one before ——
July 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
—— The aftershock of colliding Ceros still danced in the air, leaving a shimmer of residual destruction across the battlefield. But to Grimmjow, that chaos was home. The thrill of it was enough to crack his lips into a wolfish smirk, not in search of an opening, but to make one before ——
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— the smoldering plume of smoke broke apart.
Even as the pressure cleared between them, the grin on Grimmjow’s face hadn’t dulled in the slightest. “ You two’re real damn cute when you try at the same time. ”
The rotation of his lower body masked the vanish. Sonido wasn’t used for ——
Even as the pressure cleared between them, the grin on Grimmjow’s face hadn’t dulled in the slightest. “ You two’re real damn cute when you try at the same time. ”
The rotation of his lower body masked the vanish. Sonido wasn’t used for ——
July 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
—— the smoldering plume of smoke broke apart.
Even as the pressure cleared between them, the grin on Grimmjow’s face hadn’t dulled in the slightest. “ You two’re real damn cute when you try at the same time. ”
The rotation of his lower body masked the vanish. Sonido wasn’t used for ——
Even as the pressure cleared between them, the grin on Grimmjow’s face hadn’t dulled in the slightest. “ You two’re real damn cute when you try at the same time. ”
The rotation of his lower body masked the vanish. Sonido wasn’t used for ——
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— escape — it was a strike disguised as movement, and Grimmjow reemerged with velocity already bleeding from his limbs. By the time it echoed he ceased existing anywhere else but behind his enemy’s jaw.
As his right arm tore through the pocket of distance that once separated them ——
As his right arm tore through the pocket of distance that once separated them ——
July 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
—— escape — it was a strike disguised as movement, and Grimmjow reemerged with velocity already bleeding from his limbs. By the time it echoed he ceased existing anywhere else but behind his enemy’s jaw.
As his right arm tore through the pocket of distance that once separated them ——
As his right arm tore through the pocket of distance that once separated them ——
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— fired like a battering ram, shoulder pitched over his hip, with the full twist of his waist behind it. Knuckles plunged against Starrk’s jawline, connecting beneath the hinge and traveling through muscle and nerve with a jarring crack. Force didn’t stop at the surface, it transferred through ——
July 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
—— fired like a battering ram, shoulder pitched over his hip, with the full twist of his waist behind it. Knuckles plunged against Starrk’s jawline, connecting beneath the hinge and traveling through muscle and nerve with a jarring crack. Force didn’t stop at the surface, it transferred through ——
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— shifting Starrk’s skull and compromising his neck alignment on contact.
Another step chased behind it, twisting upon the pivot of his left foot, his torso, hips, and right leg moved in unified tandem. Centrifugal force coursed through his structure as the right leg ——
Another step chased behind it, twisting upon the pivot of his left foot, his torso, hips, and right leg moved in unified tandem. Centrifugal force coursed through his structure as the right leg ——
July 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
—— shifting Starrk’s skull and compromising his neck alignment on contact.
Another step chased behind it, twisting upon the pivot of his left foot, his torso, hips, and right leg moved in unified tandem. Centrifugal force coursed through his structure as the right leg ——
Another step chased behind it, twisting upon the pivot of his left foot, his torso, hips, and right leg moved in unified tandem. Centrifugal force coursed through his structure as the right leg ——
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— extended into a short-range thrust kick. Sixta’s boot caving into Starrk’s chest like a piston, his entire lower body driving into the kick with the express purpose of creating distance and lifting Starrk off the sand, launching him like wreckage from an explosion ——
July 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
—— extended into a short-range thrust kick. Sixta’s boot caving into Starrk’s chest like a piston, his entire lower body driving into the kick with the express purpose of creating distance and lifting Starrk off the sand, launching him like wreckage from an explosion ——
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— Primera’s form buckled midair, hurtling backwards straight into Harribel.
The collision knocked her back two steps, forced her to brace as Starrk's weight barreled into her.
Their bodies tangled for half a second before she absorbed the collision, separating them under the jostled pressure ——
The collision knocked her back two steps, forced her to brace as Starrk's weight barreled into her.
Their bodies tangled for half a second before she absorbed the collision, separating them under the jostled pressure ——
July 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
—— Primera’s form buckled midair, hurtling backwards straight into Harribel.
The collision knocked her back two steps, forced her to brace as Starrk's weight barreled into her.
Their bodies tangled for half a second before she absorbed the collision, separating them under the jostled pressure ——
The collision knocked her back two steps, forced her to brace as Starrk's weight barreled into her.
Their bodies tangled for half a second before she absorbed the collision, separating them under the jostled pressure ——
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— " Heh … y’feel that? it wasn’t just the sound of my sonido, that crack was your jaw tryin’ to remember where the rest of your face went. Two-for-one special. Wanna line up again? "
July 5, 2025 at 7:32 PM
—— " Heh … y’feel that? it wasn’t just the sound of my sonido, that crack was your jaw tryin’ to remember where the rest of your face went. Two-for-one special. Wanna line up again? "
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
𝐿𝑎 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑎 𝑦 𝑙𝑎 𝐺𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎.
May 11, 2025 at 7:55 PM
𝐿𝑎 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑎 𝑦 𝑙𝑎 𝐺𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎.
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/ bro SQUARE UP ON DESKTOP
// Don’t even know where my phone at 💔
/ Try me
July 3, 2025 at 7:04 AM
/ bro SQUARE UP ON DESKTOP
// Don’t even know where my phone at 💔
/ Try me
// I’ll really fk Toshiro up while we otp
July 3, 2025 at 6:42 AM
// Don’t even know where my phone at 💔
// I’ll really fk Toshiro up while we otp
/ I don’t think most realize how much i actually love toshiro’s character to be honest. can’t wait to cook as him, i only have a tiny bit experience when it comes to actually writing him though.
July 3, 2025 at 6:36 AM
// I’ll really fk Toshiro up while we otp
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ken
Bleach mini Story soon, heavily based on CFYOW. Even though it’s gonna be like half of my own and @seongjinwoo.bsky.social ‘s muses, maybe a couple friends of ours too.
Bleach mini Story soon, heavily based on CFYOW. Even though it’s gonna be like half of my own and @seongjinwoo.bsky.social ‘s muses, maybe a couple friends of ours too.
July 3, 2025 at 6:12 AM
ken
Bleach mini Story soon, heavily based on CFYOW. Even though it’s gonna be like half of my own and @seongjinwoo.bsky.social ‘s muses, maybe a couple friends of ours too.
Bleach mini Story soon, heavily based on CFYOW. Even though it’s gonna be like half of my own and @seongjinwoo.bsky.social ‘s muses, maybe a couple friends of ours too.
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
┌─┄
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浦⠀ ⠀Madness is what they call it—
⠀⠀原⠀ ⠀when they can't 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚 your logic.
⠀⠀喜⠀ ⠀Let them scoff.
⠀⠀助⠀ I prefer my brilliance a little
𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 。#BLEACHRP
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浦⠀ ⠀Madness is what they call it—
⠀⠀原⠀ ⠀when they can't 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚 your logic.
⠀⠀喜⠀ ⠀Let them scoff.
⠀⠀助⠀ I prefer my brilliance a little
𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 。#BLEACHRP
┄─┘
July 1, 2025 at 4:54 AM
┌─┄
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浦⠀ ⠀Madness is what they call it—
⠀⠀原⠀ ⠀when they can't 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚 your logic.
⠀⠀喜⠀ ⠀Let them scoff.
⠀⠀助⠀ I prefer my brilliance a little
𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 。#BLEACHRP
┄─┘
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浦⠀ ⠀Madness is what they call it—
⠀⠀原⠀ ⠀when they can't 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚 your logic.
⠀⠀喜⠀ ⠀Let them scoff.
⠀⠀助⠀ I prefer my brilliance a little
𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 。#BLEACHRP
┄─┘
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
“ You’re going to follow me everywhere aren’t you … blindly, even if it’s off this cliff. One day I won’t come back from the fall. I don’t know what scares me more — the thought of dying… or the thought of looking up and seeing you midair beside me. ”
“ You’re going to follow me everywhere aren’t you … blindly, even if it’s off this cliff. One day I won’t come back from the fall. I don’t know what scares me more — the thought of dying… or the thought of looking up and seeing you midair beside me. ”
June 30, 2025 at 1:42 AM
“ You’re going to follow me everywhere aren’t you … blindly, even if it’s off this cliff. One day I won’t come back from the fall. I don’t know what scares me more — the thought of dying… or the thought of looking up and seeing you midair beside me. ”
“ You’re going to follow me everywhere aren’t you … blindly, even if it’s off this cliff. One day I won’t come back from the fall. I don’t know what scares me more — the thought of dying… or the thought of looking up and seeing you midair beside me. ”
June 29, 2025 at 8:55 PM
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
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not that she expected him to. not that starrk would expect him to either.
" and you needn't swing your sword with regret , starrk. after all ... in this fight , no one will be lost to us. "
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not that she expected him to. not that starrk would expect him to either.
" and you needn't swing your sword with regret , starrk. after all ... in this fight , no one will be lost to us. "
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May 18, 2025 at 7:58 AM
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not that she expected him to. not that starrk would expect him to either.
" and you needn't swing your sword with regret , starrk. after all ... in this fight , no one will be lost to us. "
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not that she expected him to. not that starrk would expect him to either.
" and you needn't swing your sword with regret , starrk. after all ... in this fight , no one will be lost to us. "
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Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
His eyes, half-lidded but glowing
faintly now with a chill brilliance,
drifted toward Harribel. Then back
to Grimmjow.
〝⠀I’ll keep pulling the
trigger until one of us
stays down.⠀〞And behind him, another orb had already begun to form. But slower this time. Not from caution. From boredom—𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚.
faintly now with a chill brilliance,
drifted toward Harribel. Then back
to Grimmjow.
〝⠀I’ll keep pulling the
trigger until one of us
stays down.⠀〞And behind him, another orb had already begun to form. But slower this time. Not from caution. From boredom—𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚.
May 15, 2025 at 2:59 AM
His eyes, half-lidded but glowing
faintly now with a chill brilliance,
drifted toward Harribel. Then back
to Grimmjow.
〝⠀I’ll keep pulling the
trigger until one of us
stays down.⠀〞And behind him, another orb had already begun to form. But slower this time. Not from caution. From boredom—𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚.
faintly now with a chill brilliance,
drifted toward Harribel. Then back
to Grimmjow.
〝⠀I’ll keep pulling the
trigger until one of us
stays down.⠀〞And behind him, another orb had already begun to form. But slower this time. Not from caution. From boredom—𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚.
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
——
“ 𝗚 𝗥 𝗔 𝗡 𝗥 𝗘 𝗬 𝗖 𝗘 𝗥 𝗢. ”
Firing without an iota of hesitancy, surging forth the moment his opponents dared to declare their defiance. It tore through the air, meeting the two Espada head-on, clashing violently against the blade they - or - she would raise in futile opposition.
“ 𝗚 𝗥 𝗔 𝗡 𝗥 𝗘 𝗬 𝗖 𝗘 𝗥 𝗢. ”
Firing without an iota of hesitancy, surging forth the moment his opponents dared to declare their defiance. It tore through the air, meeting the two Espada head-on, clashing violently against the blade they - or - she would raise in futile opposition.
May 13, 2025 at 5:40 AM
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“ 𝗚 𝗥 𝗔 𝗡 𝗥 𝗘 𝗬 𝗖 𝗘 𝗥 𝗢. ”
Firing without an iota of hesitancy, surging forth the moment his opponents dared to declare their defiance. It tore through the air, meeting the two Espada head-on, clashing violently against the blade they - or - she would raise in futile opposition.
“ 𝗚 𝗥 𝗔 𝗡 𝗥 𝗘 𝗬 𝗖 𝗘 𝗥 𝗢. ”
Firing without an iota of hesitancy, surging forth the moment his opponents dared to declare their defiance. It tore through the air, meeting the two Espada head-on, clashing violently against the blade they - or - she would raise in futile opposition.
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— Left hand braced against the right, elbow rigid, shoulders taut with ritualistic discipline. The physical union of his limbs alone could contain the gargantuan force amassed within, Not to steady—no, Grimmjow did not doubt his aim.
Restraining it only to savor the coalescence ——
Restraining it only to savor the coalescence ——
May 13, 2025 at 5:40 AM
—— Left hand braced against the right, elbow rigid, shoulders taut with ritualistic discipline. The physical union of his limbs alone could contain the gargantuan force amassed within, Not to steady—no, Grimmjow did not doubt his aim.
Restraining it only to savor the coalescence ——
Restraining it only to savor the coalescence ——
Reposted by THRONED to 𝐿𝑎𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠.
—— who’ve committed such violence upon themselves enough times to make it devotional, torn like a leash their ( god ) had tied around the Sexta’s neck for a reason. Vermillion gushed flowing in perfect synchrony, a ribbon of ruby from his palm. The blood began to spiral, twisting ——
May 13, 2025 at 5:40 AM
—— who’ve committed such violence upon themselves enough times to make it devotional, torn like a leash their ( god ) had tied around the Sexta’s neck for a reason. Vermillion gushed flowing in perfect synchrony, a ribbon of ruby from his palm. The blood began to spiral, twisting ——