RERE01

🦜💕Lovebird AU💕🦜

💎Atlantis AU🗺️

🐺Highschool Horror🧛🏻

'Monsters are real and a common part of society' type of highschool AU with werewolf!Ichigo and vampire!Grimm, as I loveee... This one has a bit of writing on the first part and then a bit of art, enjoy~!🥰

Grimmjow is excused quite often from gym class; being a vampire, and severely 'allergic' to the sun it was only natural. So he stays behind, outside as well to get some fresh air, but instead sitting on a bench with nice shade and half-heartedly doing next class' assignment he hadn't bothered to finish at home; it's not like his grades are hurting, quite the contrary, so he has no reason to fuss too much about them. That's how he notices Kurosaki 'Dog-Breath' Ichigo sneaking away from class, looking flushed and having worked up a sweat far more profuse than was normal for mere 10 minutes of mild stretching. It's far more interesting than calculus; Grimmjow's only a few graceful steps behind, completely unnoticed. When he opens the door to the storage room he's surprised to see Ichigo thrown (rather dramatically) over the stacked gym mats, his shoulders jump a bit in surprise. "You smell like a packed-full room at the pound, were you aware?" Grimmjow breaks the uncomfortable silence with a tiny brow arched high. Ichigo's face falls, unamused, "no." Then he tries to hold himself up to a seat, but as far as he gets is into a haphazard lean that makes him look more like a drunk. "Why did you follow me?" "You're changing, are you not?" Grimmjow's not really asking, his blue eyes sparkling with interest. Ichigo rolls his eyes, "yes--," a growl escapes him before he can continue; and instead of putting his classmate off, the vampire seems to inch closer when he hears it. "If I were you, I'd leave and lock the door behind." It irks him off how the guy laughs instead; "you could never be me," Grimmjow grins, like a cat. If he sees Ichigo's annoyed frown, he pays no mind. "I can paralyze you for long enough that the damage to this room will be minimal." "Vampire venom..." Ichigo pants, and Grimmjow's amicable enough to give a tiny nod in confirmation. "You'd do that." Ichigo means to ask, but it comes out as more of a statement of disbelief. Ichigo's body convulses again, his skin alight with pain, his growing claws attempting to tear at the uncomfortable skin. His gym uniform tears with a loud rip, exposing the fluffy tufts that have started growing on his hips and up the sides of his ribs. He misses the way Grimmjow's eyes travel down his body, but he feels the heavy stare regardless; he tries to speak, but all that comes are heavy, pained pants. The more the vampire scrutinizes his twisting body, the antsier he gets; what comes out his throat next is a dark growl that finally has Grimmjow's eyes snapping up to meet his half-lidded gaze. "Why- hah--" he attempts to speak at last through deformed canines, "are you helping me...?" Grimmjow gives him an actual smile this time, teeth cheekily longer as he licks them with unbridled thirst, "you amuse me~" He says calmly, his clawed fingers unbuttoning his uniform shirt before meeting his eyes once more. "And... I've never drunk a were before~♡"

I wish I could write all of it nicely fleshed out like above,,, but I believe it'd turn into a fic far larger than I intend to write at this moment ´w`U So have this info but a bit more rushed;

Ichigo does end up agreeing to Grimmjow's request, it does make him a bit uneasy to allow his classmate (who he wouldn't even consider a amicable acquaintance, given how little they speak other than to butt heads and trade snarky remarks) to bite him... but what's the alternative? If he stays 'loose' he'll destroy everything in this room and then do his best to escape and attack anything that moves, so a couple pin-pricks don't sound too bad. He's not any less anxious about it, though. He's not far gone enough to not care or even realize what's happening, so he experiences it all; how Grimmjow sheds his shirt (so he doesn't get blood on it, pervert, what were you thinking? Grimmjow accuses, looking far too amused) and walks around him to kneel right behind and pull him into his lap. His hands are cold, and they make him gasp but it's not bad, they cool off some of the adrenalin-heat off his achey skin and they're far more gentle than he expected them to be. "Ready?" Grimmjow asks, not really giving him time to answer, but he's thankful for it regardless. He's also very thankful for all the fur covering his face, because Grimmjow cradles his jaw and guides him and their faces are so close that his heart beats that much faster than it already is with the transformation and makes his face burn hot with embarrassment. Grimmjow's unnaturally chill breath meets his skin, and he noses at his adam's apple before breathing him in; Ichigo has to hide the excited shiver that runs down his spine with another twist of his body. Then, just as his mind's starting to cloud around the edges, the white-hot pain of Grimmjow's fangs puncturing his skin push a throaty howl out his body; he holds his claws close to himself to stop the urge to claw him off his neck until it's simply not necessary anymore. He's not exactly paralyzed, he's almost sure he could move if he wanted to-- he just, finds that he doesn't want to. It'd be terrifying in any other situation, but right now that he's nearly fully transformed and would've otherwise already thrown himself against a wall... it's almost comforting. He's mildly light-headed and pushing a constant string of quiet growls that almost sound like lulled purring, when light shines through the door. Grimmjow's not in a rush to stop drinking him, giving one last suck at one of the wounds before he smirks up at the poor gym teacher that's standing in horrified shock at the door. It's heavily prohibited to let any kind of supernatural instincts loose inside school grounds. Grimmjow brings pre-packaged blood as lunch and werewolf students are supposed to stay home on 'moon days'. Any sort of supernatural skill is also not allowed and punishable if used on another classmate; including and up to an expulsion, if the school board considers the incident grave enough. "Ichigo's transformation was triggered suddenly, I'm just... helping." The vampire doesn't hide his smirk as he speaks, neither does he clean the bloody mess off his chin. Teachers run about in anxious hurry, none sure what this even classifies as; thankfully, Ichigo's untimely transformation doesn't last long. When he comes to, much less furry but still groggy and unwilling to move as Grimmjow's venom still flows through his veins, he's quick to explain that Grimmjow was indeed just helping. (Adds in that it's obvious a vampire would have a hard time letting go of prey, and he was aware of the 'risk'... as if drinking him wasn't Grimmjow's first thought when offering his 'help'.) In the end,,, they get off easy with a call home. Alas, it takes the teachers no where, as instead of the worried or angry parents they expected, they get one careless Dr Kurosaki who was 'already aware' of his child's medical issue and 'not worried as he knows how to manage by now' and an aloof assistant who promises to let Mr Sōsuke know, but isn't too convincing when promising Grimmjow's behavior will be his boss's 'utmost priority'. Easy. 

After that, Ichigo starts to notice Grimmjow more; that he's pretty smart despite not looking like he studies or cares much at all, that he squints a lot during certain hours of the day, that he's aware of a lot more in school than Ichigo ever will be,,, and that his spot in class turns him into an uncomfortable, fidgety mess at certain hours of the day during this season of early sunsets. Leaning back like he's trying to lay on the chair, putting up books as an awkward barrier; the sun hurts him but he's too prideful to ask for a desk change, or perhaps too attached to that spot to accept he'd rather be anywhere else. Ichigo can't help but feel in debt, even sorry, so he stands up one day during teacher swap and takes Grimmjow's things without asking; only to unceremoniously throw them beside his own chair. Grimmjow's eyes are wide and his brow furrows comically at the perceived offense, he stands like he's squaring up to the werewolf only to be dodged. He's going to cuss at him, no doubt, before he sees Ichigo simply sit on his chair and hang his own stuff on the back; acting like this is just another tuesday as he fishes out his stuff for the upcoming class. His face relaxes as he thinks, slouching on Ichigo's chair and thinking some more with a stiff, mildly confused brow as he contemplates the way Ichigo's body seems to catch the sunlight like a warm ember. Ichigo feels the intense stare a few times during the lecture. He'd hoped to keep Grimmjow's ego intact by simply switching seats instead of offering his help; quietly pay back the favor without this turning friendly in a way it didn't have to, and he's sure Grimmjow wouldn't want either. And yet, half-way through class, as he's taking notes, a little piece of paper slips into his view; 'thanks,' it reads. Ichigo turns to Grimmjow immediately, not caring to hide his surprise only to see the vampire's almost nonchalant; looking at the board with his chin resting on his hand but betrayed by the way he meets his eyes without turning and gives him an almost imperceptible smile. Then just as swiftly looks back at the board like nothing happened. Ichigo slips him a folded note back a couple minutes of hype-up later, 'don't mention it,' Grimmjow reads the front quickly. He pretends to pay attention to the lecture for a couple seconds then unfolds the paper curiously, 'lunch tmrrw?' Grimmjow hides a little grin against the palm of his hand, and Ichigo isn't too sure if it's a trick of the harsh light beside him but he swears he sees his ears tint pink. Ichigo swallows nervously when Grimmjow turns to him just slightly, and nods against his hand.

Creds to @shelenna for this gorgeous beautiful idea haha I had too much fun with this piece and Ichigo with a choker on did something to my guttyworks for sure

+ close up! ⸜(*˙꒳˙*)⸝

Grimmichi crowd where are u. .