⠀⠀❝ 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘰𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘕𝘰𝘸, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝒷𝑜𝓉𝒽. ❞ — @tamashihari.bsky.social
Nuzzling his cheek against the other’s . His most intimate gesture .
Nuzzling his cheek against the other’s . His most intimate gesture .
Purring rather affectionately, nipping playfully at Kazuma’s earlobe.
But the feathery fragmented mask is so pretty that Kazuma just grins and nuzzles his panther’s jaw. “Ya get me the prettiest trophies…”
Grimmjow murmurs , referring to the Hollow's mask . A bird pattern ; very interesting . Claiming Kazuma's lips again , a bit soft and sweeter this time .
" I'll always share my victories with you , mi amor . "
Purring rather affectionately, nipping playfully at Kazuma’s earlobe.
Grimmjow murmurs , referring to the Hollow's mask . A bird pattern ; very interesting . Claiming Kazuma's lips again , a bit soft and sweeter this time .
" I'll always share my victories with you , mi amor . "
“Where’s my present…?”
Grimmjow murmurs , referring to the Hollow's mask . A bird pattern ; very interesting . Claiming Kazuma's lips again , a bit soft and sweeter this time .
" I'll always share my victories with you , mi amor . "
He seizes the Arrancar’s mouth in a sloppy, feral kind of kiss. Kicking the coppery remnants eagerly.
A growl in response , although it’s mostly from Kazuma calling Grimmjow his .
“ Kiss me . Wanna taste the blood of my enemies alongside you . “
A growl in response , although it’s mostly from Kazuma calling Grimmjow his .
“ Kiss me . Wanna taste the blood of my enemies alongside you . “
“Adjuchas… And it was 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨. That’s my 𝘗𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢…”
“ Of course I would . I am the King . ”
His pride is evident , arm tightly around Kazuma ; coming home to him is better than any trophy .
A growl in response , although it’s mostly from Kazuma calling Grimmjow his .
“ Kiss me . Wanna taste the blood of my enemies alongside you . “
“ Of course I would . I am the King . ”
His pride is evident , arm tightly around Kazuma ; coming home to him is better than any trophy .
“You won.” He growls softly. Nosing at the Pantera’s neck. “Mi Sexta…”
yet the first person he finds is @tamashihari.bsky.social , rubbing his bloodied cheek against the other’s .
“ there ya are . "
“ Of course I would . I am the King . ”
His pride is evident , arm tightly around Kazuma ; coming home to him is better than any trophy .
yet the first person he finds is @tamashihari.bsky.social , rubbing his bloodied cheek against the other’s .
“ there ya are . "
yet the first person he finds is @tamashihari.bsky.social , rubbing his bloodied cheek against the other’s .
“ there ya are . "
“Mi amor. . .”
“Mi amor. . .”
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“ 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺
𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵.ᐣ ”
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̶𝒃̶𝒂̶𝒛̶𝒛̶𝒂̶𝒓̶𝒅̶ ̶𝒃̶𝒍̶𝒂̶𝒄̶𝒌̶ ̶
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“ 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺
𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵.ᐣ ”
Licking the blood off of him affectionately, a gentle bite to his neck.
" Hiya . "
Licking the blood off of him affectionately, a gentle bite to his neck.
" Hiya . "
" Hiya . "
Shut yer ass up.
Quit bein’ a pain before I show you pain.
Shut yer ass up.
Quit bein’ a pain before I show you pain.
Do ya need to take it up the ass?
Shut yer ass up.
Quit bein’ a pain before I show you pain.
Do ya need to take it up the ass?
Do ya need to take it up the ass?
A hand runs through blue locks before he pecks the other's lips softly.
Another pout.
Rolling his eyes and shoving his hands back in his pockets.
A hand runs through blue locks before he pecks the other's lips softly.
Rolling his eyes and shoving his hands back in his pockets.
He's rubbing his nose.
Grimmjow shakes his head again, flicking Griffith in the nose.
Rolling his eyes and shoving his hands back in his pockets.
Grimmjow shakes his head again, flicking Griffith in the nose.
A shake of his head, yet you can hear that faint purring the closer they get.
Grimmjow shakes his head again, flicking Griffith in the nose.
A shake of his head, yet you can hear that faint purring the closer they get.
"Wrinkles . . i suppose you're right."
Claws ghosting over his jawline, Grimmjow pressing his lips to the other's temple.
A shake of his head, yet you can hear that faint purring the closer they get.
Claws ghosting over his jawline, Grimmjow pressing his lips to the other's temple.
He's raising his blue eyes to look up at the other.
Grimmjow's claw affectionately traces that bottom lip.
Claws ghosting over his jawline, Grimmjow pressing his lips to the other's temple.
Grimmjow's claw affectionately traces that bottom lip.
A small pout.
Grimmjow's claw affectionately traces that bottom lip.