Jul 13
@ichxgo replied
>B[
" come now, Ichigo Kurosaki, it's more accurate than her previous illustrations."
Loading...
seen from China
seen from Germany
seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Yemen
seen from Türkiye
seen from Bulgaria
seen from Tajikistan
seen from Netherlands
seen from Spain
seen from Japan
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from Netherlands
seen from Norway
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from China
@ichxgo replied
>B[
" come now, Ichigo Kurosaki, it's more accurate than her previous illustrations."
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Ichigo holds up a sketchbook page. “Explain something to me.”
On the page is him with a sword twice its normal size, apparently screaming while charging into battle.
“You really think this is an accurate representation of me?”
Ah yes....the image she scribbled.
It looks god awful. She almost flinched, but there was ALMOST a grin - then sheilded by the knuckle of her index finger. ❝ ah, you still have it? ❞
❝ it certainly captures you but i could fond something....❞
“CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS SHIT!?” Shoves the drawing Akari made right up to his face. “IT’S NOT EVEN ACCURATE!”
Some fucking way of showing him. The drawing's shoved so close that all Grimmjow can see is his own nose, and Kurosaki's caterwauling is making his goddamned ears ring.
"Fucking stop that." He spits. He snatches the sheaf from him, then turns away to regard it properly, his tiny eyebrows drawn together in a furrow and his eyes slanted with a squint. It's Akari's handiwork, no doubt; he'd recognize that childish scrawl anywhere. She's given them the same angry eyes, though Ichigo's grimace lacks the sharp teeth that she'd given him.
Some fucking artist's rendition. She'd clearly drawn this to spite Kurosaki, same as him.
Grimmjow snorts. He can't hide his grin.
"Nah, it's you alright. Even got your shade of orange down." Got the big ass sword right too, even made it the same height as him. Can't say Akari doesn't have an eye for details. "If you don't want it, I'm keeping it."
Grimmjow hated the enclosure he was in. He was meant to be wild and free, not locked inside a large fish tank, the amount of snarling he did when ramming the thick planes of glass upon seeing his handler might be comical. If it wasn't for him trying to formulate a way to escape. He wasn't overly social of a creature for as beautiful as the humans said he was, he was vicious, and given half a chance he'd tear one into pieces with no remorse.
So imagine Grimmjow's surprise when he saw a net similar to the one he'd been caught in years ago being lowered into the water. Blue eyes would narrow as he eyed it, taking note of there being something or someone in the net. He was well hidden as the smaller mer was lowered into the enclosure, the handler watching with interest to see how the 'blue asshole fish' reacted to the one being introduced into his territory. The handler watched with anticipation, wondering if the introduction to another of his kind would calm the one they'd been dealing with for a while down.
It likely wouldn't. Not right away, at least. Grimmjow wasn't meant to be kept in a tank no mer was, and with the introduction of an unknown his frown deepened. Not that he ever wore any other expression. No, he was always scowling, unhappy and never smiling. Why would he be happy about being kept away from the ocean? It was unlikely the newcomer was going to even have his bearings to him when there was a disturbance in the water. Blue eyes would look toward the pane that the handler usually watched through and noticed that they were watching, fairly closely.
So what does the asshole fish do? He moves to try and tackle the smaller mer while they're still trying to figure out where they were now. The amount of bubbles that showed up due to how quickly he shot out from where he'd been lurking might make the humans think he was even more pissed off than normal. He wasn't, not really, he was just aggressive and hadn't been around another of his own kind in a long while. His eyes would narrow as Grimmjow eyed the smaller mer. And he was poised to strike or defend if the other lashed out at him. A little blood never hurt anyone, right?
@ichxgo
"Who is in trouble--"
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Ichigo crosses his arms. “You have about five seconds to explain why your lizard is wearing my hoodie. Then you’ve got another five to convince me you’re not the one that taught him to open doors.”
His lizard has grown large, but the jacket is larger yet. It almost appears swaddled in it, four of the six legs disappeared into the thick fabric and the long sleeves. Zangetsu scoops him up into his arms, letting its legs and tail dangle from his hold.
"What gives? You don't even need the hoodie right now." The lizard oozes out from the large neckline that swallows it, and Zangetsu makes a soft noise, craning his neck to meet it with a kiss. Then he lifts his head up again to stick his tongue out at Ichigo. "Besides, I didn't teach him- that was all him. He's a lot smarter than you give him credit for, you know."
@jaeguara said ; 🍓 also sends one for ichxgo ㅤㅤ ↳ compliments ! get your compliments !
OOH, I'VE BEEN WAITIN' FOR THIS. OOOH, I'VE BEEN WAITIN' FOR THIS. @ichxgo !!! Do you knoooow how much I cherish you. You're such an amazing writer and you capture Ichigo LITERALLY so well - across every muse we write with. His compassion and understanding is so intense with Isaak, that he's turned this ... angry, murdering tulpa, into a legitimate friend that would kill for him. And with Celeste? Understanding her sorrow and her hesitance to forgive while not expecting it, and illustrating that ?? Amazing. You're so amazing, that I don't really have words to even properly describe. You, too, should be so proud, and know that like with so many others? I am SO honored to be writing with you <3
@ichxgo continuation from ( X )
A ttentive Teal eyes diligently pursued the adolescent's movements whilst he directed towards the kitchen. --- Most likely to communicate the uncompromising shinigami's request with one of his sisters, the one he repetitiously locates amidst multifarious cuisine appliances. --- Shouldering the commitment of preparing all of the Kurosaki household's meals. - By the entrance door, he lingers, correcting his stance only once Ichigo's silhouette emerges from around the corner. " -- Cookies and Gummies? " he repeats, intonation a mere murmur as perplexity bedecks his countenance." If it means I can get some pudding ... " He follows them out of the clinic. " Then it's a fair bargain. "