Laying in bed staring up at the ceiling. Plagued with many selfship thoughts but no means of putting them to page at this time ... unusually stuck on the idea of the ambiversion that comes standard to me and how I end up implementing it in various ways with different self inserts
With both Minthe and Guillermin, they usually reside more comfortably on the side of introversion but can each heavily swing to the other end when faced with their token extrovert (Zagreus and Grimmjow respectively). There's a lot of code switching at play with them dependent on the circumstances — they both tend to be very languid and smarmy in their default states, but each have a propensity for grandiosity or rowdiness when they have the energy for it — and I've found that they utilize the swings in their temperaments in different ways when interacting with those close to them
In the case of orphinthe, Minthe's quiet approach is what allows them to get close to Orpheus at first, but watching them in action with Zag whenever the pair are cavorting about and getting into trouble together is what prompts him to feel more at ease with coming out of his own shell. There's still a spark of mischief buried deep beneath the centuries of pain and melancholy he'd allowed himself to succumb to, so watching them Have Fun is a well needed kick in the seat that reminds him of who he used to be when living. It ultimately spurs much of what ends up transpiring down the line between him and Minthe once he feels more at peace with the idea of opening his heart anew; who knew it could feel so Good to connect in such a way with another person again...!
As for grimmulquimin, Guillermin errs a bit more on the side of severity (even a chill Arrancar is still an Arrancar at its core) but approaches each of their paramours with a placidity that's meant to lower their respective guards:
Ulquiorra regards their no-nonsense approach while on the clock with a certain level of approval — any asset to Aizen that doesn't double as an outright Nuisance is a surprising rarity amongst their colleagues — but it's that gentler quietude they broach him with in private that leaves him feeling a bit unbalanced. It's strange for him to be asked about the mundanity of his day, what his opinions on XYZ are, would he like to share in a brief moment of company, so on so forth...such patience feels so alien to him, to be Considered for once without any outwardly apparent ulterior motive. And he's not entirely sure he even likes it. But he certainly hasn't discouraged it yet, invasive as he perceives it to be...and it only leaves him feeling more receptive whenever they start introducing more affectionate gestures to the mix
Grimmjow, on the other hand, is used to dealing with a Guillermin that's coarser, more confrontational, willing to engage with him whenever he's operating on levels that others find overwhelming. Banter between them is quick, bombastic, and leaves him feeling gratified that he's not being discouraged from expressing himself in ways that feel cathartic. But it's during those subdued moments from them that he knows it's time to finally nut up or shut up, to let himself be handled in a manner that ranges from stern sobriety when in trouble and outright tenderness when they feel he needs it. And what's worse? He folds every goddamn time, because to him, they're the only thing (at the time) that he allows to have that kind of power over him
