#justakon

and i'm chopped liver to you huh?

​hey, sorry to make ya feel out. fill me in on your latest awful experiments and i'll add you right to the list.

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WHEW OKAY GRIMMJE HOURS LET'S GO!

//It’s long and I’m sorry. 8(

-- First, background context I think will be useful.

From Jewel’s feral scrapping and political stirring in her Rukongai days, to gaining her zanpakuto in Shino and entering the Eleventh division, violence has always been a part of her life.

Jewel’s zanpakuto spirit, Hyouhakyoku, pushes her to her limit on the daily to simply exist as she does. Hyou is a relentless, biting energy that refuses to accept her wielder unless she dances to the same, wild beat at all times. As one can imagine, such a state of being is taxing to reign in when she doesn’t want to be in that state all the time but her mind is – nor is it socially acceptable.

Anger, bared teeth, bleeding, adrenaline, and war are all wound into her reflection – that beast has always been there and it’s an integral part of her soul’s foundation.

On the other side of that coin, we have a soul who’s chasing the freedom of the Antarctic winds – a woman who desires a disconnection from all things that threaten to tie her down. She craves to explore the earth pole to pole in her solitude, yet is chained to her duties in her division and the Gotei.

She’s bound to rules, responsibilities, judgment, and her past in her current position. She’s made promises about controlling and finessing her zanpakuto and she’s slow to realize that she cannot keep her word, and it’s enraging, and it’s Tuesday morning and she has another day of work to tackle.

Do your job. Get your shit together. Why are you angry all the time? Wanna hang out sometime? What Lieutenant can’t control her own blade? You doesn’t belong here. Let’s fight. I need a medic. You don’t know what sparring is do you?

She’s content as a quaking glacier on the verge of setting off a tsunami.

-- In relationships.

Jewel had a couple of relationships under her belt before meeting Grimmjow.

Her first partner, Kakós (v: TBTP), was a belligerent, seductively veiled monster. He reeled her in early into her entrance of the Eleventh. He spoke her combative language and knew exactly what to say and do to make her shake.

Unhealed trauma ate at him for years prior to meeting her, and her fresh face was the perfect thing to vent on. She accepted it at first, because violence was the way of the game in the Eleventh, right? He imprinted on her that it was the same way in love, and especially in the Eleventh.

She couldn’t take his push and pull lightning storm for too long. By the end of the arc, they broke up through a fight where she severed his arm (a symbol that he would never lay a hand on her again. It was his last fleshy arm -- he only had his metal one now.)

Her second partner, Tetsuji (v: frostbitten soul), was a recent transfer from another division. He was charismatic, playful, and flirty with her. Jewel, being traumatized from Kakos, was incredibly guarded around him.

Any sort of romantic or sexual intention towards her set off her alarm bells, and even though Tetsu was friendly, she could read the undertones, and she wasn’t having it. She shot him down multiple times for any romantic outings, though she eventually came around to doing something with him as friends.

Jewel found that she enjoyed hanging out with him so she did it more often. They shared similar interests in nature, art, and weaponry and a friendship was surely built over a brief time.

Something that made her question her feelings for him was how he treated others around them. He was genuinely a good person and got along with others for the most part. He was sweet and patient with her and handled her with a lightness she had never really been shown before. Tetsuji didn’t wear a mask like Kakós did; nothing about him was a facade.

For the first time, she thought, ‘Could I love someone like him? Could I have a love like that? Am I made for that?’ and decided to take the plunge. Of course he said yes. It felt right, too. One would think they were perfect for each other with the way they talked to and lit each other up.

They clashed in a few areas. Jewel’s teetering control with Hyouhakyoku made her body inhumanly cold (and frostbitten at times) to engage with sexually and it caused frustrations for both of them and embarrassment for her.

By the middle of this arc, her taste for danger and violence proved to be too much for him. She was too reckless and goading for fights during this time. Masochistic and physically abusive, Jewel subconsciously expected Tetsuji to flip on her like Kakós had and projected her unhealed trauma onto him. Tetsuji caught on to that and blew up at her over it. He was hurt over the notion that she believed he was hiding his true self from her and trying to 'poke holes in his mask' with violence.

She was just too unhinged and wild for Tetsuji to handle and they broke up over an argument.

It took Jewel some time to come to terms with the fact that she was in the wrong in that situation and tried to get Tetsuji back but he would not have her. It was a huge wake-up call to Jewel that she was.. not okay. She wasn’t okay in so many ways and it crashed upon her in an emotional wave. Had she ever been well?

She was alone again. She didn’t know how to ask for help. She isolated herself, left with a dark sea of questions only she allowed herself to carefully navigate. It was a deeply reflective time for her, and a transformative one.

-- Grimmjow.

Jewel met him during her Main Timeline arc (v: frostbitten soul), near the end of it.

In Hueco Mundo, where it’s do or die, Jewel is in an environment where she is at home with her instincts. Her zanpakuto has room to breathe and assume its more natural state. Here, she felt a sense of freedom to let loose and be herself. The desert wasn’t her home in the same way a frozen desert was, but she felt like she could fit in to a place of lawlessness. Survival. It’s what she did best.

He caught her attention during a hunt. It wasn’t the first time Jewel had seen wild hollows be torn apart but the way he moved caught her attention and she found herself studying him.

An electric presence. Swift. Unforgiving. Jugulars wound through a clawed hand and a bloody smile. A buffet for one.

She wondered then if she would have been another morsel on the side if she danced with that. A foolish part of her wanted to know but a smarter part knew better than to try.

He noticed her but it wasn’t a death match on sight. Jewel was at a point where she did not attack anyone who did not attack her first – which was odd to him, that a Shinigami would see him and not immediately think ‘oh shit evil gotta do summin about that--’ It was also weird that she was seemingly by herself (she’s got an arrancar shaped taxi hiding away but that’s not important here asdf).

There’s an inherent curiosity there and questions that go unanswered but they banter nonetheless, and she eventually gets the opportunity to show off her own skills in front of him.

Jewel doesn’t behave like a typical Shinigami. Enemies aren’t enemies because of how they look nor does she judge their actions unless they affect her personally. Everyone is on a neutral slate and are defined by their actions through her eyes. Once crossed, she’s zero to sixty with her violence, and has a rather animalistic way of fighting (like he is).

From the outside, she appears every inch dangerous and like a walking environment altering weapon. She's not soft. She doesn’t pretend to be something she’s not.

Vulnerability is off the table at the beginning but they’re drawn to each other’s wild nature. Jewel sees a kindred spirit in Grimmjow’s need to keep himself at the top of the food chain, his rebelliousness to the professional system he was placed in, and need for autonomy. Freedom.

They both carry a demanding presence. There’s no question in their minds that the other is dangerous, but they retain a curious fascination with each other despite that. The striving for power courses through both of them and to watch the other fight is stimulating, coupled with snarky shots at the other amid it all (how fun.) It goes unspoken that if one crossed a boundary that it would be a bloodbath for the both of them. It’s a quiet level of respect.

They crave passion, in different yet reflective ways. Grimmjow, a harbinger of Destruction, seeks to crumble foundations in his outer world and build a throne for himself out of the rubble; a lone king in the moonlit darkness. Jewel, a harbinger of Ice Ages, who carries potentially world altering power, wields herself as a Creator as she crumbles foundations within herself to sculpt herself into something new, finessed; the queen of her own power.

When Creator and Destroyer meet there’s an unlimited potential for change – one way being the view that shinigami and arrancar don’t have to be ‘natural enemies’.

They’re both wanderers, hunters, and killers who come to read each other’s body language well. It's familiar, yet entirely foreign. They come from different worlds.

They don’t need each other, nor demand anything from each other. There is no tying the other down they can come and go as they please. There's that sense of freedom right there. Both would be just as fine on their own, but I think they would find a sense of home in each other that says, ‘Oh… someone that reminds me of me,’ and I think it could be a deeply platonic thing or something that could become romantic. It would be a slow burn for both of them, but they spark a flame in each other’s soul regardless of the outcome.

I think I could mayhaps type more but

I'll share some headcanons about them here if you’re interested, just a bunch of other little reasons why I love Jewel and Grimmjow: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11

"Tch-- hey!!" A rather irritated grunt, and he snorts, gloved hand moving to rub his mask.

SIMPLE ACTIONS

Although Nelliel wholeheartedly trusts Starrk's judgment, there still remained a level of apprehension in her gaze upon seeing the scientist-soul-reaper meandering about in his lab. It felt different from those times when she'd visit Szayelaporro — less maniacal and more reserved.

Still, hazel hues keep track of his movements like shinigami do to her own kind, with some caution and a bit of foreboding. When he instructs her to sit, she does with little resistance, and when he asks her questions, she answers them with mild reserve. Upon the topic of her scar, gloved digits reach up to touch the healed skin.

~*~ Akon’s gaze had her muscles stiffening. She had expected him to tell her to get out, that she had no business interrupting his work. Kaisa wasn’t afraid of him, just knew that he could generally be a prickly person. The few times they’d had small conversations he was prickly with the young soul, therefore it was an expectation. She took a breath and set the bundle on the desk next to him and shrugged.

“I don’t know much of what happened. It’s not my place to know. Kotetsu-taicho shows concern for you and she told me I’m not allowed to fight anyone who bothers either of you about it even though they should not be butting into a private situation,” Kaisa answered and sighed, “I can tell you, I understand pushing others away. It always seemed easier than facing them…”

Her gaze lifted slightly, emerald eyes stormy with her own battling emotions.

“I just thought you might appreciate something kind and not pry into what happened.”

send me a ⚡️and I'll fill out for you/your muse:

my first impression of your muse: Akon is bit forgotten in what I can remember of my earlier bleach days, breezed by except for maybe his name for me mostly. Although, I think he rose a bit in coolness and screen time with TYBW a bit when he's communicating with Ichigo and I enjoyed seeing a bit more of the rest of the 12th squad at that point too.

my first impression of you: I think I remember you being very sweet, and very kind, with a very good heart. :) And always having great interactions with many sorts of people.

my favorite thing about your muse: I think I would say he has an interesting blend of sensibility, some more wicked/blind inventiveness, where it's not too strongly always one way or the other. I don't know if I'm phrasing it right, but his mind is quite unique, which I quite like.

my favorite thing about you: You always seem to have such energy and have been a great force in the community that I've admired and enjoyed. You go very deep into characters, and put them in interesting situations that I love reading on, headcanon or interactions wise

would I ever consider shipping our muses: I don't think so? Friendship maybe?

a plot I’d like to see between our muses: Hmm, first sort of ideas are like, Rukia getting Akon to help her build a sort of obstacle course or something else for like some kind of silly event. Or polar opposite and I'm not quite sure how it would get there but possibly Rukia having some kind of motivation for getting him out of the lab or something? Rukia is an outdoorsy sort and I could see her pushing that on people that shut in too much maybe?? She has very little interest in scientific processes, but likes the results of them??