aspect of Destruction

Inside the Actor’s Studio



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So the purpose of this meme is to give a little info on your muses without having to rely on others to fill your ask with meme questions. I know how disappointing it can be to come back to an empty ask so I wanted to create a meme that anyone and everyone can do (mun and muse). The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out the questions, but once you have you must reblog and tag 10 of your followers to spread the love (as well as add a question of your own to the bonus section). You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires (we all know muses can change with their character development.)

10 Questions: [ Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez ]

1. What is your favourite word?

    —— ” Destroy.”

2. What is your least favourite word?


3. What turns you on?

        ”My fist in a stomach.”

4. What turns you off?

          ”Assholes who interrupts my fights”

5. What sound do you love?

        ”Dying wails of Kurosaki Ichigo’s “

6. What sound do you hate?

          ” Sounds that fuckin’ tells me to stop fighting “

7. What is your favourite curse word?

           ” Shit. “

8. What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?

         ” Why the fuck would I wanna be anythin’ but king? ”

9. What profession would you not like to do?

          ”Don’t wanna be human. “

10. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?

         ” ‘Fuck off the holy grounds’ “

Bonus Questions:

1. Something most people don’t know about you?

         ” That I’m not a fuckin’ kitten.“

2. If you were one of the seven sins which would you be?

         ”Pride “

3. What are some notable merits and flaws?

         ” What the hell are those? “

4. Sexual Preference?

         ” I don’t need babies. “

5. What position do you sleep in?

           ” Probably which I can easily punch my arm out at some trespassing idiots “

6. If you could change one thing about your life, what would it be?

         ” To have my hole somewhere else. Fuckin’ awkward when Kurosaki kicks in it.  “

7. What do you keep on your nightstand?

         ” What the hell is that? “

8. What do you think of your mun?

          ” Why do you humans have so many strange gadgets around? “

9. What do you like best about yourself?

         ” Being myself. “

10. Favorite flavor of Ice cream?

         ” Never had that. ” 

11. Do you watch the sunset or sunrise?

         ” It’s always fuckin’ dark here. “

12. Dogs or Cats?

    —- ” Cats

10 tagged muses:

@Whoever wanna do it~

♔ Oct 18 4 days ago · 2 notes
rangikusan ;  

"Get yer ass over an’ I’ll talk with my fist."


Renji knew that Grimmjow’s stubbornness could be his down fall, while he deserved to live in his own misery it wasn’t something that mattered right now. Though in a way Renji couldn’t blame him of wanting to be left alone as the Shinigami himself didn’t ask for this kind of war and felt he was forced into it without peace. It was too soon 16 months after the Aizen and Arrancar war to have something esculate this far into it.. Now knowing the full damage of the Quincys onslaught can bring that basically were measly monk humans had Renji even more on edge.

"Its either that or you just watch more of your land be vanquished from you. Do you really want to be forced to live in the human world? Huedo Mundo and the Soul Society will become a domino effect if these Quincys succeed in their goal. They are the only worlds that are established with reishi." It was the source of replenishing their powers and he  knew that hopefully Grimmjow would comprehend that set of knowledge as well. As he knew that the Panther King was more evolved than his original state of slashing meals at hollows.

Renji wasn’t going to give up as he knew Grimmjow was an exceptionable powerful  warrior and they needed him on their side. The other openly expressed how how he felt, and the conversation basically being one sided, the Shinigami did notice however there might be a slim hope from Grimmjow’s words, but the part of negotiation the Shinigami couldn’t think of what the other wanted in return.  Causing mass destruction would definite be off the table. The only thing came to mind was Ichigo.

"Okay, what would you want in return? Anything is fine as long as it isn’t to cause more chaos to the Soul Society.  If it is another go at your rival then something can be figured out." At this moment Renji was open to any negotiations the king would be open to as long as he left the Soul Society alone. If he wanted to cause destruction Renji would have to turn a blind eye knowing that might be the only option.


The click of his tongue was made obnoxiously audible. He cared for neither the lands nor their territorial movements. Hueco Mundo is naught but [ sandy ] terrain for him to conflict mindlessly within — anywhere could provide his lush needs just as efficiently. The former Sexta never considered it as his home, that should be fostered and protected under his bloodthirsty fingers. If it was annexed — it would not be due to his lack of competence but the so-calledcurrent queen’s' own frailty. 

"Jus’ to make one thing clear.
Never said Hueco Mundo was mine to nurture.
I may be { the king } — but as the most powerful of all.
But babysittin’ ‘s all fer the queen.
I actually don’t give a fuck.”

The creep of vexation gnawed on him like no other. Time preceded and no further establishments were cultivated — Grimmjow almost rued the time he extended on a whim. Feet harshly tapped against the sand endlessly, eliciting a sizable crate in its wake. A feral growl emitted like charged electricity, capable of paralyzing his adversities in a state of stun if pronounced. Instead of engaging in pep talks, he could be prowling about the lands, preying on fleshes to quench his burning itch.

The extended gesture for him to ensnare Kurosak in a death’s grip resounded twisted pleasantries. They still have a score to settle — more than a single digit in Grimmjow’s case but one differed from his homicidal intent. The debt. His mind was reeled in a contemplative thought for a snap’s moment — before he laid down his verdict.

He enunciated in a reluctant spat.
"But jus’ a note of warnin’,
get in my way an’ I’ll punch yer intestines out of yer fuckin’ stomach.” 



She didn’t want to gaze upon his catastrophic mess of features anymore than he wanted to be there. Quilge had let this nuisance live and as per her orders it was her duty to dispose of remaining pests.

" I will

as soon as i finish

stomping on your ashes.”


Apparently, their last exchange fractured her sanity.
his [ ashes ]?
Incompetence and impudence dribbled from her tongue,
impetuous and tenacious,
than insanity.

And Grimmjow had no qualms with relinquishing her swear
—while she would abdicate her height of imperious promise.

"That’s a fuckin’ adorable thought, quincy.”
He pronounced the last with spat, disdain stretched over his say.

♔ Oct 13 1 week ago · 7 notes


worthless. utterly worthless. he ought to convey
      these words to the Sexta. how that smug expression
      would slide off his countenance, most likely would
      be replaced with further contempt & fury. how
      exhausting it is to communicate with an ass.

OR, the former espada could SHOW the other how
mistaken he is to SPEAK with such VILE language. 

 but, is he worthy to see such power?

"You may call me whatever it is you please. I may
   have lost the recollections of my past. A past I
   most unfortunately must have spent some time in
   with you. But, even so, at least—-

                  I am not WORTHLESS scum.



Oh, how correct y’may be.
Cause yer not a scum — not anymore now.
But yer definitely [ worthless ].”

His abhorrence towards the former fourth hadn’t been squandered.
They swelled, they nourished with time.
His death did not come across any further than mere mishap
—of not being able to be the one to abolish his slate.
What a sore { mistake }.

"Yer cheeks ‘re still high as ever.
Even when yer still distinctively fearful of fightin’ me.
Right, U l q u i o r r a?”

ichxgo ;  
[Busted or torture me, you pick :3]
Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

It was supposed to be summer break yet Ichigo’s desk was littered with study books and endless, mountains of schoolwork. The height of his time devoured was hence, self-explanatory. However, it doesn’t pose as a cue for the freeloading arrancar to abide by his request to leave for two days tops either — no way. In fact, his tenacious insistent to remain was gnawing a toll on the homework-driven hybrid which explained the never diminishing summit of papers scribbled with questions and questions.

Today was deemed a favorable day, considering that Grimmjow was engrossed with a shop he crossed by. Initially, Ichigo was scarcely certain of vacating the streets with a prowling peril on an unguided leash. But his rationality fought for the better — Grimmjow is in a Gigai and quote the prominent phrase [ what is the worse that could happen ]?

…But he would allow the news channel to conduct its reports just in case.

Finally, I can have time to myself. Better do all these before he comes back.”

He pronounced with a low of grumble at the contemplation of Grimmjow back in his room.
Who invited him, anyway?
He didn’t.

His freedom was intimately short-lived, however, when Grimmjow intruded with his presence into his temporary work space by flinging his door open. Ichigo did not have the attention to inquire on the ruptured doorknob, however, when it was precisely the exact instant when he sat on a familiar, yellow cushion.

A drawing, vibrating noise stretched across the room, rendering both occupants paralyzed and one flooded with repugnance. 


Two seconds dwindled by and the panther finally made his verdict.

"I’m fuckin’ disgusted.”

And hence, trudged down the hallways while drowning out a loud chortling bubbled from a certain squeaky stuffed animal. 



It did seem as if he were definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time. It took a moment for him to consider the powerful arrancar’s words. A frown bringing the corners of his mouth down, and brows knit together in what could be taken as an expression of fear. Perhaps if he responded in a way that would allow the other to understand that Veton knew himself to be outmatched, that it may bring down some of the hostility that was burning under the blue haired’s skin. 

"I am only here, this place, to continue my observations. I had no intentions of confronting any other arrancar, and had no knowledge of anyone wandering this area." A slither of shaken fear in his tone, though acted, he was capable of playing the part of the weak and unassuming fraccion. 


Although no further hostility was spilled, let it be known that his malevolence was divulged. The slip of quiver might have aided him in a spare of conflict but nonetheless, unwarranted presences were still vehemently unappreciated. Pinning him with an apathetic visualization of his own, Grimmjow’s languid gaze scrutinized his details critically. 

"Observations? Under that pesky Eighth?
Disinterest attached to his tongue like grain, his stare augmented.
Well, I still am. Come back when I’m not or somethin’.
I fuckin’ detest havin’ any of his cohorts around.

Unless y’can keep yer fuckin’ mouth shut while doin’ yer shit.
One ‘eep' an' yer stomach won't look that full.”


[[ I apologize for not being around as much as I would like to. I was planning on taking a short break due to some circumstances but ended up indulging in another fandom. I will still be active albeit, not as much as before on my previous blogs. However, if you want to find me whereby I will have most activity in, it would be my Tales of Xillia 2’s blog; matter-destruct ]]

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