great dread

BITES THROUGH A KITKAT BAR, WRAPPING AND ALL.

As they understood, Aizen had strictly forbidden the use of that particular ability-- even in this weaker form, they understood it could cause a great deal of harm. It was only to be used under very specific circumstances. 

A strange temptation to entertain this idle thought was there, however. Perhaps they had been feeling a bit rebellious. They certainly didn’t see the harm in it, not while they were in the desert.

Though they steeled their resolve. 

“Starrk has informed me that banshee screams will not attract Grimmjow, but battle and challenges will. Watch this.”

Pauses.

Shoves hands into their pockets.

Silence.

“…”

“Satisfied?”

The air around them grew denser, colder, thick with Ulquiorra’s reiatsu as they stepped ever closer.

And. They did what they had set out to do.They squished the toebeans.

“Tch. Fine.”

“Grind, Pantera!”

Sheathes their blade again.

“Jokes.”

They got what they had wanted. As the smoke cleared, they saw their prize . The toebeans are in sight.

what are you even trying to do- why ??