ChaoticOKMA95 Profile

"There are no victors or losers in our world.

There are only those who survive" Senfield

"Love is the greatest emotion that one could

experience. Without it, we are nothing" F.X3

Current Stories On Standby (Being Considered)

UNIT for Yylfordt Granz - For User -ninjapotato-

UNIT for Sosuke Aizen - For User - SuperYuuki-

UNIT for Aaroniero Arruruerie - For User - SuperYuuki -

UNIT for Coyote Starrk - For User - anime/nerd15 -

UNIT for Szayel Aporro-Granz - For User - Izaya-chi -

Name: My name is my business, not yours Fanfiction-Writer.

Age: Should be fairly obvious from the name of my profile.

Gender: That will remain disclosed to people I do not know.

Occupation: College Student, currently unemployed, 1st Year.

Hello. At the moment, I'm not usually doing anything, unless I have received a PM for a story, or am doing one out of boredom. I will update any stories I have usually in the same week I start them. Inspiration is hard to come across though, so please do not get snappy. I do not want any criticisms unless they are writing some of the needed constructive reports. I've gotten bored though. If a Fanfiction-Writer would like a story, and they are not pushy about getting it done fast, I will do it.

However, I do not want people becoming all self-important and stating that I should do this or that or the other. NO. If you would like a story to become reality, that is enough motivation for me to do it, and I will have a shot at it, but do not think for a second that I will let you become omnipotent and start ranting; "Where is the next chapter for my story? Hurry up!" Please do not do that, as I deal with enough stress every day, and it will decrease the chances of your story line becoming real.

To people that would like a story written for them: All you need to do is ask, and give a brief layout, and I will consider it. If you give a more detailed explanation of the plot, it will help. The stories are usually completed in 1-3 days maximum, unless I detail at the top if I am doing something else. Give me a private message, and please do not become pushy about getting it done quickly. Not everyone is a born miracle worker at creating stories.

Preview for "Bonding of the Heartless" (Warning: May not be title name)

Grimmjow and Ulquiorra are sent away from Las Noches by Aizen to find a Vasto Lorde rumored to be in an area called Tierra del Diablo. While they carry out their new mission, the two will find themselves fighting against all odds to complete their goal, and grow from enemies to friends as they near the borders of the Deadlands. Rated M for possible gore, language and hinted sexual themes. There will be no "lemon". This is a friendship Fanfiction.

Grimmjow soon found himself becoming bored as Aizen droned on, and just stared at nothing. He lost track of time, and snapped out of it as Aizen addressed him twice in a row. Blinking, he stared at Las Noches' lord, and spoke the wrong words. "What?" The faint narrowing of Aizen's eyes, along with the rest of the Espada observing told him that he should have paid attention. He struggled to remain upright as Aizen's spiritual pressure crashed down on him, nearly bringing him to the floor.

He was not the only one, as Zommari, Szayel, Aaroniero and Yammy were equally affected, while Nnoitora, Ulquiorra, Harribel, Barragan and Starrk ignored or tried to conceal that they were affected. As Aizen lessened the pressure, Grimmjow sucked in oxygen greedily, while Aizen spoke. "As I was saying, before you ignored the talk, Grimmjow, is that you are going with Ulquiorra to find a selected Vasto Lorde, and bring them here without killing, maiming or otherwise harming them. That will be all for now. The next meeting will be in a week, as our two Espada will not be present. You may leave," Aizen said as he stood, with Gin and Kaname joining him as he left.

The other Espada stood, and left at their own pace. Grimmjow growled as the back of his head was smacked with a large hand. Nnoitora laughed, before pushing him aside to leave. The Sexta nearly dived at the Quinto, but was stopped by Ulquiorra's presence at his side. The Cuatro did not favor him with a look, but spoke. "Get up, Sexta. We're leaving." The emotionless Espada then walked to the door as Grimmjow spat a globule of saliva to the side, clearing his throat. "Che, whatever Schiffer." He muttered at he shoved his hands in his pockets and dragged after the shorter superior. He swore he would be the king one day, then they'd be grovelling for him.