#bleach Nnoitra

[mynqzo]

hate this guy

[sylanuy]

[qweaenr]

BLEACH - Espada

[eerie4dee]

[raisinripe]

AS ALWAYS AT THE LAST MOMENT BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVELY ASSHOLE!!!!! 💝🎉🎉🎉🎂🎂💐💐

[grimmjow-jaggerjacks]

I didn’t expect to post here again so soon so yippie for my consistency! This edit is my early celebration for Grimmjow’s birthday. So happy early birthday to Grimmyboy

I also write stories for nearly all of my edits, so you’ll find the story for this edit here.

A funny meme I made because of this edit exists under the cut off. ↴

Not sure why I thought that was funny. Blame Nnoitra.

And here is a SECOND link to my Instagram, incase you missed it the first time. ↴

[shrkichigo]

BLEACH EDIT DOODLE DUMP

you probably don’t know bleach is my fav anime ever cause I post them but I will every once in a while before I watch the new stuff

OKAY WE GET IT YALL MARRIED!! GET A ROOM DAMN shunsui gripping the hell out them shorts..

I told my friend I shipped this as a joke because of that one scene but byaken….. it’s not a joke anymore

HAD TO DIG IN THE DEPTHS FOR THESE

I love this pixel PEICE so much

[vinzred]

quick Nnoitra Gilga sketch. over 15 years later i'm finally continuing Bleach.

[zexainias-doodles]

Nnoitra Gilga

This dude was a BEAST to draw but I'm super happy with how he turned out. And yes, he is a jerk. But he's a sexy jerk 😝

[merbear25]

Day 17, fem reader and Nnoitra? Or Kenpachi if you'd prefer ^u^

I think this became one of my favorites on the list 😭 Hope you like it 💜🧡

You were making quite a name for yourself. With many falling to your feet in defeat, it was only a matter of time before people started seeking you out for a fight—aiming to prove to you and themselves that your downfall was long overdue.

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader, size kink, mentions of vaginal stretching and slight pain, reader is a soul reaper

More than you could handle (Nnoitra)

“Who are you to demand that I stand down?” He seethed. “You soul reapers are all the same.” He cocked a devious smile as he whipped his weapon out and proudly stabbed the ground beneath him with its base.

Unable to contain the thrill of it all, he lunged at you. The desire to wipe off that smug look on your face fueled the slashes that were just barely out of reach of you. The more you evaded his attacks, the angrier he got.

“Is that all you can do?” He shouted. “Don’t tell me those weaklings fell to you out of exhaustion!”

“You’re just beneath me is all.” 

The stone cold glare settling on him sent him into a blind rage. How dare you, a soul reaper, a woman, spit on his name.

By chance he hooked his weapon on your robes, causing you to stumble—perfect to pounce on. He couldn’t resist the urge to tower over, to cage you. Watching that tinge of panic shoot into your eyes as he jumped at you was the rush he’d been chasing.

Completely pinned under him, the sheer size of this man was becoming more unsettling. He leaned down to get a better look at the sweet defeat dancing upon your face. His long hair fell off his shoulders and framed your head.

“You look so much better now that you’ve been put in your place.” The tip of his tongue ran along his upper lip as if savoring the moment.

You huffed at the nerve. “Do you win all your fights with cheap tricks?” Pushing your luck was something you couldn’t refrain from. Witnessing that smug expression twist made whatever was going to come next worth it. 

Watching the way your chest fell with each breath and that undeserved fire that remained in your eyes were only making him want to stomp out your flame even more.

He leaned in and whispered, “Seeing that uncertainty in your eyes was worth all that brought you to your knees.” His breath was hot against your skin.

The slight murmurs from you being restrained were sending him to new heights, creating a feeling that he wanted to chase down and devour. On impulse, he ran his long tongue up along the side of your face.

A low groan escaped him. “I wouldn’t have expected something so small and worthless to taste so good.”

You bit down on your lip to stifle the soft gasp you almost let out. Your body betrayed you, though—arched in response to his slick tongue. As his eyes stayed on you, a smirk stretched across his face in the realization that you were his for the taking.

His hand slipped through the top opening in your robes, firmly grasping at your breast which was dwarfed in his large palm. The shock on your expression was just what he was after: the humiliation you must be feeling by being degraded by an enemy. He pinched and plucked at your nipple, earning himself those choked moans you were still so desperate to hold back.

It was all too easy to get you hot and bothered. What a pathetic and dainty little thing you were. While your hips were beginning to seek out friction his other hand roamed over your torso. Your gentle curves and smaller frame made you look so much weaker when you were like this. The softness of your skin under his callused hands and the warmth you had that he didn’t were more enjoyable to experience than he’d ever admit.

As you began panting from the rising pressure within you, he could feel his own desire stirring within. The chance to render you helpless, to see you completely at his mercy was all that we wanted. Thinking of such things in your current state was bringing out a side to him that he wasn’t aware that he had.

While he continued groping at your chest, his other hand slid between your legs. With just the faintest graze of his fingers, you were already like putty in his hands. The trembling of your legs, the wetness coating your slit, and your eyes glazing over: why must such a pitiful woman have an overwhelming effect on him?

He ran his fingers up and down your pussy lips, coating himself in your sinful arousal of defeat. Quickly, your most sensitive areas were discovered and not a second longer he exploited this finding.

Circling your clit with his thumb, he held onto you while you bucked your hips. Your moans of euphoria were unlike anything he’d ever heard. The new sensations were making it hard for him to ignore his own lust for you.

Without thinking, he shoved a few too many fingers into you, which caused you to cry out from the mixture of pain and pleasure. You were much too tight for him, but that was a part of the allure of it all.

He ignored your cries after a moment and flipped you on your stomach, angling your hips to force you into a more submissive doggy position. Starting off with one finger this time, he pumped inside you with reckless abandon—not really caring how deep he was. The high of you unraveling into a blubbering mess was all he cared about.

Unable to resist the urge to claim you completely, he pulled his pants down to allow his hardened cock to spring loose. With your face planted into the ground, you couldn’t mentally prepare yourself for him properly; the slaps of his length on your ass was your only indication of how much was about to be shoved into you.

Wanting to savor each moan of submission you would give him, he entered you slowly. The feeling of your drenched walls spasming around him the deeper he pushed was a testament to his own self-control.

You clawed at the ground, huffing and panting from this monstrously sized man ripping you in half. Pushing your hand against his thigh, you whimpered, “You’re too big!”

He chuckled, “What’s the matter? Can’t handle a little pain? Some fighter you are.”

His hips began bucking against you, clearly driven by his own selfish wants. The grip he had on your hips tightened to keep you from scurrying away. Your body did its best to adapt to him, but there was no possibility of being able to take all of him.

The more he thrusted inside you, the more your smaller form eagerly tried to accept him. Your groans were low and raspy. You could feel yourself descending into madness the rougher he got.

“You see?” He grunted. “This is much more suitable for someone like you.”

The grip you had on him was making it more and more difficult to hold back from snapping inside you. “Just a little longer,” he thought to himself, “just needed to see you begging for mercy.”

It wasn’t long before you served yourself up on a silver platter. You screamed for him while raking your fingers across the ground. With one final thrust he pinned you down, letting his pent-up frustration and ecstasy spill into you. The flood of cum coating your walls was impossible for your weakened form to hold onto, leaving some of the pumps he gave to promptly spill out.

Kneading your ass and thighs, he admired how your pussy was still gripping onto him. Pulling out, he spread your lips to get the best view of his conquest imaginable. You were still struggling to catch your breath, too spent to stop him from continuing to play with you.

Smirking at your lack of resistance, he leaned down to your ear again. “Don’t you dare forget your place again.” His lips lingered on your ear for a moment.

[brittscafe]

How they confess for : gin, shinji, uryu, yumichika , nnoitira abd ulquiorra (seperately ) plz

Fluff plz

Yes, of course!!! <3 <3

Gin:

He's very mysterious, even around you.

His use heavy use of sarcasm and mocking politeness makes it hard for you to tell just exactly how he feels.

Right before, Aizen's betrayal to the soul society...he pulls you aside.

His large hands come up to your face and cup your cheeks.

"Look at me, please." he demands, pulling your face towards his.

You gaze into his icy blue eyes full of sadness and regret.

You open your mouth to speak, but Gin eagerly presses his lips against yours.

His thumb brushes against your soft skin and his icy silver hair tickles your forehead.

Gin pulls away from you, wearing a warm smile on his face.

"I am truly sorry, Y/N," he whispers, placing a soft kiss on your forehead before disappearing.

Shinji:

He's such a tease.

Lingering touches and sarcastic comments whispered into your ear.

Hell, you're practically already dating, but one day Shinji will wrap his arm around your shoulder.

He'll pull you closer and lean his head down, his lips brushing against your earlobe.

"You know...I like you, Y/N." he whisper with a seductive tone that makes your knees go weak.

Shinji steals a quick glance around, checking if there's anybody around.

He'll then dip his head and lock his lips with yours.

Uryu:

My poor man would be so flustered and stumbling over his words.

Uryu would meet up with after school and make sure it's just you two.

"I-I really like you!" he stutters out, squeezing his eyes shut.

He's honestly really scared to see how you react.

Uryu slowly flutters his eyes open as he hears your laughter ringing through his eardrums.

At first he's really confused as to why you're literally laughing his bright red face.

"I'm sorry for laughing, but that was really cute." you comment, before cupping his cheeks and pressing your lips on his.

Uryu's eyes widen and his heart pounds against his chest.

Yumichikia:

He's pretty confident in himself and his feelings.

Yumichikia makes you also feel confident, confident that you're beautiful and special to him.

You can feel his eyes burn a hole through you as he gazes at you with admiration and love.

Since Yumichikia is confident, he just goes right up to you after your soul reaper duties.

"You're beautiful, Y/N." he mumbles out, standing behind you.

You spin around and face him, a serious expression written across his face.

"What?" you stutter out as Yumichikia marches over towards you.

"You are absolutely stunning." he comments and a smile tugs on your face.

You grab onto the collar of his uniform and eagerly press a kiss to his soft, pink lips.

"I could say the exact same thing about you." you whisper against his lips.

Nnoitra:

Definitely a crude man, but he tones down his behavior around you...sometimes.

You're both on a mission, walking the deserted Hueco Mundo when his shoulder nudges yours.

"I'm not really sure why I like you." he comments, rolling his eyes with annoyance.

"Excuse me?" you scoff out, your eyes widening.

Nnoitra's eyes glue onto yours and he stops in his tracks, grabbing onto your arm.

He leans his head down until your lips are inches apart.

You can even feel his hot breath on your lips, causing them to tingle.

"I could kiss you. Would you like that?" he whispers, his lips lingering over yours.

Your stomach twists into uneasy knots and your eyes flicker up to his.

Nnoitra towers over you and you slowly bob your head.

Although, you squeeze your eyes shut and wait for Nnoitra to press his lips on yours.

"Not yet." he whispers into your ear.

Ulquiorra:

Honestly, he had to question himself for a very long time.

He has a hard time understanding feelings and had to ask a few other arrancars.

"I feel something for you." are the words that leave his lips.

You kind of just stand there, taking it all in.

You didn't know that Ulquiorra could feel anything...especially for you.

"I feeling something for you, too." you assure him, but Ulquiorra doesn't really know what that means.

You both stand in the defining silence until you step forward.

You grab onto his sleeve and press your lips to his cheek.

Ulquiorra's stomach starts to flip and for the first time, he can feel his heart thud against his chest.

"Do it again."

[mynqzo]

more espada nonsense

[lawfulneeds]

please post more bleach fake tweets

as you wish anon

[sashi-ya]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ エロチックトバー２０２４> MDNI / EXPLICIT CONTENT

5 TIMES BIGGER 📏 NNOITRA GILGA X F! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 23: SIZE KINK

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Index and middle finger buried in your mouth, cheeks pressed with violence and perhaps hateful intent. His big smile next to you, tongue tasting the flavor of your cheek’s skin. 

“You came all down here to see me, didn’t you? this is what you wanted, mh?” he asks, grunting.  “Yeh-f, Nnoitra-sama” you -try- to answer. It is pretty difficult with two huge fingers inside your mouth as well as the rest of his equally huge hand holding your face. 

He laughs, hysterically, like a devil.  He is pleased to have you there, trained, coming back for his pleasure. 

Nnoitra is not the kind of man -if he is a man at all- to care about your own safety, he is only there to satisfy his hunger… and your whines and pleads are the perfect seasoning of it. 

White clothes ripped, the third espada uniform you need to replace. Aizen-sama will be mad at you… 

“Come here” he growls, grabbing you from your hair, pulling up as he tangles your locks around his hand and wrists. It gets snarled around his bracelets; it gets you lifted from the floor at his height; Nnoitra is more than 2 meters tall… that’s almost twice your height. 

He is huge in comparison with you, despite being thin. He is a brute, and your insides are about to suffer the same destructive faith you are here for once again… his sex is also huge, hard, merciless. 

“Let me see if you are ready or not” he speaks into your ear, but he does not whisper… he is not meant to be seducing, at all. 

The fingers of his free hand -as big as any normal man’s sex- scrutinize your entrance; he is well aware of his size, and as much as a brute as he can be, Nnoitra is not trying to kill you but just fuck you. 

“Still too tight…. I’d love to fuck you exactly like this, but I wouldn’t stand your crying…” he continues, discovering you are not dilated enough to receive him inside. So, he decides to act in consequence.

His index slides inside you, opening its way for the middle one. So far it feels delicious, but you know your walls will have to bear stretching more and more. 

In and out they go, violently, pumping in and out, making you gush every type of liquid known to mankind. The dunes and stillness of Hueco Mundo getting dampened by the very first time with stuff that’s not blood. 

The silence of the eternal night of the forgotten, of the heartless, gets interrupted by loud moaning as the next few fingers get in and try hard to open your femininity, to make space for his impelling intrusion. 

Nnoitra’s sex, impatient, aches to penetrate, to tear and rend your body… and you, as much as your eyes are filled with tears of pleasure and a little bit of pain, are exactly as impatient as he is. 

“Nnoitra-sama, fu-fuck me…” you plead, both because you know he loves to hear it and because you indeed want it really bad. 

“Mgh… see how much of a whore you are? You dirty bitch, you already want my dick inside you? Fine, don’t cry then…” he smirks, scoffing at you for begging, for being “his bitch”. 

He lets your hair free, and you fall. Your knees carve into the white sand, your eyes shine with the bright silver of that half-moon, your tears as well. 

Ready, get ready. It will show on your belly. It will feel like your organs get destroyed. It will feel like your mind goes blank and your consciousness is gone for some time. 

“Open that mouth” he commands, first, he wants it coated with your saliva. He wants your face to show you need oxygen before even fucking you. 

You turn to face him, sticking your tongue out, watching him crunching a little to reach for your mouth. A big smirk on his face, his hand on the back of your head and his dick finally pushed in and up to your throat. 

You gag, you tear up, your hands grab fistfuls of sand and your toes curl. 

One, two, three thrusts. More and more gags, to the point of being about to throw up. Oh, but he wouldn’t let you, you are not allowed to be “that disgusting”. 

Once he is satisfied, and his shaft is indeed shiny, drippy and covered in both your saliva and his precum, it is time to fuck you as much as he wishes. 

“Stand-up” he orders -lifts you up from your hair-. The fifth espada turns you around and lifts you up by your legs. With his arms underneath the back of your thighs, you are suspended over his hard sex and then impaled by it. 

Your legs become spread, your back against his chest, your left arm reaches back for his nape to secure yourself as he begins pumping in and out of you. 

Your belly shows the bulge of his huge hardness whenever he is deep inside, going deeper every time as your walls get more and more stretched out. 

You feel your insides full, as if the tip of his sex was hitting your other organs and the thickness was taking up all of the space around. 

“Ugh… bitch, you are still too tight for me… but you are so good, come on keep milking my dick- come on, baby….” He moans, biting after your shoulder, licking your neck with his 5 tattoo on it. 

You indeed lose consciousness from time to time, you aren’t sure your body should be used this way… but it is too good not to go back, each, and every single time. His seed will heal what’s been ripped right after, don’t worry…

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[eerie4dee]

[crazy-dark-rainbow]

Szayel: Calm down. No one's going to get hurt. I've thought about everything.

Nnoitra: *falls off building*

Gin: *crosses arms*

Szayel:

Szayel: This guy was already there when I got here.