# guadanya . private , heavily headcanon based nnoitra gilga of tite kubo's bleach. written by vi (he / him / 25). affiliated with @biskael. rules under the cut.
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# guadanya . private , heavily headcanon based nnoitra gilga of tite kubo's bleach. written by vi (he / him / 25). affiliated with @biskael. rules under the cut.
Logs on to like nnoites posts and then just disappears again ....
i've really been thinking about nnoitra's human au. i might draw smth from it ........
My life just flashed before my eyes I could not remember what the email for this blog was
not me trying to get my non-anime multi back off the ground
human nnoitra with blood pouring down his nose and over his lips, laughing and stumbling but diving in to beat the shit out of you <3
i can't stop thinking about my human/modern nnoi ............
real quick i think nnoitra's hierro is just like a specialized ability of his. i think he can also sorta like ???? make it tougher through focusing- same if he's afraid, it'll start to fail him.
Kinda wanna write nnoi in his modern verse.... hm...
Modern nnoi.
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤstarter | @guadanya
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ ... You sent for me, Ser ? ❞
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Why ?
It was no secret, 'tween each door, and 'twixt each hall, that CELESTE, of all created, was somewhat reserved. Shadowing only the fourth, when permitted ; otherwise, she sat at thrones' chair, left to think, TO SEE ;
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd gods, what she had seen.
The fifth, was not as many regarded him to be. Ire shown, was earned, and he simply sought someone strong enough to stand against him in battle. She hoped, he'd not summoned her here, for such a trial. Though Celeste was trained, and though she carried a blade as others did ... she, since her creation, had one once raised it. No, her talons, her claws, HER VOICE ... it was the better, against any sharp bit of metal.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Have I ... Have I done something .. ? ❞
he remembers nelliel once said something to the effect of : you shouldn't carry your weapon openly if you want to appear strong. though he can't be sure what she really meant by that― as he's found no other way to carry teresa. the blade is heavy && cumbersome, for most that is. though the mantis wields it with ease, for she is an extension of his own person.
he leans against the mighty blade, she is always at his side.
❛ ... eh ? done something ? ❜ nnoitra responds, eyeing her suspiciously for a moment; as though he hasn't the slightest idea what she could mean by that ( && likely, he doesn't ... ) but he doesn't wait for her to clarify, since he doesn't care to hear the answer. ❛ no idea what you're talkin' about― anyway, you're friends with tesla, right ? ❜
does anyone........................ want a starter?
my favorite part of bleach is when grimmjow busts a hole through a wall to get in even tho the open door was like 5 feet away
He wants him in his lap. ~
needy. that's how he would describe the other, needy. a quick glance over verifies his suspicion, his reflection looking at him heatedly && with desire. nnoitra watches, waits― until finally he crawls into the other's lap, thighs on either side of his hips, arms draped over shoulders.
❛ you got a starin' problem ... ❜ he remarks softly, encouraging his mirror to wrap long arms around his waist.
does anyone........................ want a starter?
Tesla watches him, staring at the broad plane of his back, eye trailing down to his narrow hips. The thought leaves his mouth as spoken words before he can stop it,
"...If I die before you...would you miss me?"
nnoitra finds no point in entertaining such ideas. tesla && him have been at each others' sides for ... he isn't sure anymore. you lose track of the years, decades perhaps. all of it blended together in a dream-like blur, though when he looks back on it: he remembers him.
❛ ... don't say stuff like that. ❜ wind blows across the dunes, grains of sand shifting, nnoitra watches quietly. ❛ you won't die before me. i won't let that happen. ❜