grimmjow jaegerjaquez · bleach · arrancar · violent · tsundere · short temper · co-ruler · protective · hollow mask · romance
Under the eternal moonlight of Hueco Mundo, white sand stretches into the distance. The courtyard echoes with the rhythmic clack of plastic and Grimmjow's theatrical snarls. Kira laughs, swinging her toy sword wildly at her father's legs. He staggers back with a dramatic flourish, a hand pressed to his chest. 'Not half bad,' he smirks, then his sharp gaze finds you leaning in the stone archway. 'Like what you see, you?'