Yay, I'm back~! Be warned this was written while I was suffering from a cold. I've been up and down all summer so I apologize in advance if it's not exactly the best chapter.
Enjoy~!
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Skin
I've always liked the way our skin looked…pressed together. There wasn't anything strikingly remarkable about it; he was pale yet tanner than I had ever been. Even so, I've always loved the way our skin looked together…pressed close under the ever unchanging moon of Las Noches.
Permanent Ink
I knew without a doubt that after everything was said and done, no matter where I went, his mark would never leave me. He was going to be a part of me, whether it was good or bad, etched into my skin…like a tattoo…like ink.
Kitty Is Angry
"Hime-chan, you know what?" I asked softly, pausing momentarily in brushing her long hair. After a bit of begging on my part, we'd both been granted a bit of alone time with each other. "What is it?" she prompted curiously, turning just a bit to try and glimpse my expression from over her shoulder. I grinned and evil grin. "I think I've found the perfect theme song for Grimm." Orihime looked at me as if she weren't sure what type of expression or comment to make so she settled with another question. "And what would that be?" My grin turned downright predatory.
"Don't touch him
Don't look at him
My kitten knows tae-kwan-do
He can take you out I know
I've seen it before and it's not pretty
He's really one ferocious kitty-kat-now-o-o~!
He's deadly
He'll hurt you
He'll show you endless pain
His little whiskers are stained
With the blood of those that he has slain
Believe me he will go insane, he-will-go-insane~!"
We stared at one another for a long time before bursting out in laughter. I had let her listen to that song months before this whole ordeal even happened, during a period of lunch at school. It was disturbingly fitting.
Self Preservational Instincts
I obviously didn't know much in the ways of self-preservation when it came to Grimmjow. My friends and enemies probably think I'm crazy. They probably all believe that one day he'll snap and kill me. Maybe they're right. He might. I don't really know, but sticking my arm through the hole in his abdomen whenever I can is way too much fun for me to give a shit.
Animal Crackers
That woman was beyond weird. Lately, she'd gained a new obsession with another human treat. I always knew when she was eating them too. Always. You know why? Because whenever she got a hold of those fucking things she always, always, sang the same little mind grating tune just to piss me off.
"Animal Crackers in my soup,
Monkeys and rabbits, loop-de-loop~!"
Monster
Some people probably wonder if I've actually forgotten. As if I could ever forget. It's almost laughable, the very idea. Because as I watch him laugh to the heavens with blood coating his fingers, it's hard to even dream of forgetting that this man…this creature I've given myself to is a monster.
Slender
I could hear her breathing as soon as I turned down the hall; quick and irregular…then she screamed. I was there in seconds via sonido, practically ripping the door off its hinges in my haste as I barreled in, snarling. But, there was no threat to be found. "Oi, what the fuck!" I growled, searching her face for answers. She smiled sheepishly in return, headphones around her neck and fingers messing with one of her star-shaped earrings as a result of nerves. "Sorry," she mumbled, her heart rate normalizing. "I was playing 'Slender'."
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If you don't know what 'Slender' is, look up some video's on youtube, preferably reactions. It's scary and lots of fun in groups.
Songs:
Kitty Is Angry by Lemon Demon
Honestly, I wrote 'Monster' to a song of the same name by Paramore.
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Humor.A collection of short drabbles centered mainly around Grimmjow Jeagerjaques and varying descriptions of original characters from various works. Open to suggestions (and possibly even to character submissions if I have time.) Beware of potential cr...
