𝕲𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝕵𝐎𝐖 ♔

Yawns, hand running through azure tresses. The King was awake.

Drinking

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⠀⠀Yawns. The King is awake.
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/: been blowing my nose for 3 days straight and it’s starting to peel now.

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❝ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘺-𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘳. ❞ ⠀
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⠀ He is who he is. Ain’t his fault she chose his place to snag a cup of joe.

to the shop and take a hot bath. After a day of running errands and half a night of drinking, he needed to unwind.

⠀ The moon shone bright against dotted backdrop of black. Stars twinkled and the streets below were deserted. Silence hung in the air. Grimmjow strolled along at a leisurely pace, hands in his pockets. The chilly night air was brisk. Yet, he didn’t mind in the least. He just wanted to get back —

⠀ He ain’t no one’s butler. She wants it, she can get it herself. The pots on the counter.

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𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, & 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭

⠀ Sips his morning coffee. Tired eyes stare at the liquid in his cup.

⠀ Crawls into bed. He wreaked of alcohol but wasn’t drunk by any means. He needed more of that damned shopkeepers experimental alcohol. Normal alcohol didn’t have much of an effect on the arrancar. He simply drank it for the taste.

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⠀ ᴛʜɪs ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ɪs ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ:

⠀ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ɢᴏʀᴇ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ, sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴇ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴡᴀʀ, & sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ .ᐟ

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 .ᐟ
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ —— #CASTLEVANIARP ✞
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⠀ Takes a large gulp of alcohol straight from the bottle. A noise of contentment spilled from his damp lips.

shower kicked on, spewing water. The droning of falling water hitting the shower floor shifted to that of water striking flesh. Grimmjow tilted his head back, running fingers through his wet tresses. A growl of content escaped his throat.
⠀ Yeah, he definitely needed this.

⠀ The pantera strolled through his front door making a beeline for the bathroom. A hot shower was calling his name. And he happily obliged. His clothes hit the floor as quick as can be, leaving a trail to the bathroom from the hallway. By the time he reached the shower he was stark naked.
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ᴛʜɪs ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ɪs ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ:

ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ɢᴏʀᴇ, ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄs ( ɪ.ᴇ. sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴇ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴡᴀʀ ), & sᴏᴍᴇ sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ

𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 .ᐟ
—— #NARUTORP 𖦹 #MVRP
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⠀ The midday sun shone down on the earth below. It was a bit warmer than average outside. A spring day that knocked on the door of summer weather. Grimm was enjoying the air conditioned bar where he was drinking the day away. It was his off day and he needed a break from Urahara.

⠀ The pantera ran a hand through his azure tresses. His eyes drooped slightly, heavy with grogginess. He sauntered into the kitchen on the hunt for fresh coffee.

⠀ Grimmjow was sprawled across his sofa. His large frame taking up the couch in its entirety. His chest rose and fell as he snoozed. A noise akin to a snore mixed with a purr emanated from his throat.

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⠀ Finally, the coffee was ready and in his cup. He took it to the living room where he eased onto the sofa, sipping the bitter liquid tentatively. It was quiet. A perfect morning.

glistened in the light. Corded muscles flexed beneath his skin as he got the coffee machine ready to brew. He filled the machine with water and grabbed a cup from the cabinet.
⠀ The enticing aroma of fresh coffee filled the kitchen shortly afterwards. He tapped impatiently on the counter with his

falling droplets. The heat from the water warmed up his chilled body. For a while he simply stood there, enjoying the heat before he went about cleaning himself off.
⠀ After his shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and headed toward the kitchen. Coffee was next on his agenda. ⠀ Damp skin »

⠀ Grimmjow stretched his lanky yet muscular arms. Feet touched the cold floor as he slid out of bed. Groggy eyes scanned the room. His clothes were strewn about haphazardly. He needed a shower and coffee. Half asleep he drifted to the bathroom and started the shower. Soon after he was beneath the »