#nnoitra gilga x reader

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

🐙 Requested by: Anonymous. Nnoitra x f! reader. day 23, please? he is huge, size kink is perfect for him 🥴 thank you for the oportunity! ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. do not expect a romantic fic with this beast. size kink indeed. kinda humiliation. mouth fuck. fingering. strong language. you know Nnoitra. 🐙 wc: 968 // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

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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[suvidrache]

Bleach Relationship Headcanons

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 311 | Read it on AO3 | Tag List

Featuring: Nnoitra Gilga, Shūhei Hisagi, and Ulquiorra Cifer.

Nnoitra Gilga, a person who everyone can assume would never find love. He was incapable of it. He only cares about himself. How could someone love someone like him?

He wasn't the best by any means, but you loved him, and you weren't willing to give up on him. You are his first ever relationship. He is selfish and prefers to receive rather than give. He doesn't like PDA. At home, he is similar to a cat. He likes attention and affection, but only when he wants it. As time goes on, he begins to warm up a little. He'll give you more attention and affection. If someone hurts you, he won't hesitate to hurt the one who hurt you.

Ulquiorra Cifer has no clue what a relationship is. You like him? How nice. Wait, why? Questions everything. It may get annoying, but he genuinely doesn't understand. He is pretty okay with anything that goes on as long as you answer his questions and explain things. He won't be the first to initiate affection until a few months to a few years after you are together. He may seem emotionless, but as time goes on, he begins to ask things: “What is this thumping feeling inside my chest? The thumping is harder when you touch me. I don't dislike the feeling of you, but the feeling in my chest. I don't understand.”

Shūhei, immediate nose bleed. It's the obvious sign that he likes you. Now you're in a relationship? He's lucky to have you. Despite how much he talks, he is quite shy and may pass out depending on the situation. He doesn't mind PDA. However, he might have a nosebleed, or he'll be as red as a tomato. As time goes on, he gets a little better about being around you. Very rarely do you ever hear the word no.

© SUVIDRACHE — do not copy, translate, modify, or plagiarize my work. reblogs are appreciated!

Tag List: @eli-chris, @stygianoir, @dahlias-love, @lazyboikat

[love-toxin]

Can you write VIII - “I said, touch yourself. Don't give me that shy act right now.”  with Nnoitra gilga( bleach) please🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿

i had the time of my life writing this one anon TY!!!!! <3333

VIII - "I said, touch yourself. Don't give me that shy act right now."

(cws: fem!soul reaper!reader, hate sex, forced touching, alternative choking, sadism, threats, blades & blood, misogyny, jealousy, nnoitra steps on you)

If he had made one thing clear throughout this battle, it was this: Nnoitra Gilga thought of himself as a god, and you–well, you were an irritating bug that was getting on his nerves. So, as humiliating as it was…he crushed you.

“Finished already?” The teasing lilt of his voice carried on the dry air of Hueco Mundo, each step ringing in your ears as you finally let go of your shattered sword's hilt. Thump. As soon as you tried to sit up, Nnoitra's foot came down on your shoulder, pinning you back to the bloodied sand where you'd met the end of his blade.

His unbreakable body, unsliceable flesh, and the violence with which he pursued a battle with you–the fifth Espada was a terrifying entity, boasting countless promises of agonizing defeat before he had finally gained the upper hand. It was a crude trick, a gesture that would earn any self-respecting soul reaper a thorough punishment, but you weren't in the Soul Society's domain any longer. Fighting fair was of no concern to the evil that resided in this blasted desert.

“Obey me.” He ground his heel into the wound over your shoulder, the shallow cut stinging painfully as you grimaced. “Give me a show before I kill you, woman.”

You spit out the blood that had been collecting in your cheek. “Die.”

At the low, warning tone of your threat, Nnoitra merely dug his foot in harder. It wasn't within him to even laugh in the face of your frail, empty words. “You will obey-” The air fwipped around you as his weapon flew towards your face, only to stop short of your twitching nose. “-because I am your master.”

You shook your head, but your disagreement was no longer of any consequence. The Espada flung the edge of his blade downwards, and in a split second, your black robes parted to reveal glistening, soft flesh underneath. Somehow he managed to tear both your clothes and your undergarments without so much as nicking your skin–yet by the sickening, crazed expression on his face, you knew that you wouldn't go unscathed for long in his clutches.

“I said, touch yourself. Don't give me that shy act right now, soul reaper.” His mouth stretched into that wide, unsettling grin, full of frightening teeth. “It doesn't suit prey as elusive as you.”

A shudder ran through you at his command, and the fearful glint in your eyes seemed to embolden him even further. Like your terror itself fueled his desire to watch you unravel under the sole of his shoe. But you knew the risk you had taken when you came here, and that there was every chance you wouldn't have any backup from the Soul Society. So, you let your fingers drift down between your thighs. And against your will, at the mercy of being on the end of his blade, you started exploring the sweet flesh he desperately drank in with hungry eyes.

“See? Even weak filth like you can follow orders.” He smirked, peering down at the gentle twitch of your fingers. “Deeper. You're no virginal lamb, girl–spread yourself open.”

“Bite me.” You growled in a comparably meek show of resistance. Even so, you circled your fingertips hesitantly around your folds, which seemed to excite him as he watched with rapt attention.

“I'm not helping you.” He grunted, smarmy and smug. “It would only turn you on more.” He tilted his chin at your other hand, and you begrudgingly lifted it to your clit to aid in the humiliating process. Your arm quivered with the deep lacerations his technique had left, but you were under no impression that this was a real fight anymore–this was an attempt to stall for time before he inevitably took your life.

“C-Captain Zaraki will-” You squeaked suddenly as Nnoitra growled, and threatened your neck with the gleaming end of his blade.

“Silence!” He hissed, possessiveness and jealousy seething in his tone. “You are my property, and you will speak my name alone. Now, put your fingers inside.” He punctuated each word with a sharp flick of his long, pointed tongue, which bore the black flourishes of the intimidating number 5. You were by no means the strongest in your division, not even close, but to think that this kind of power belonged to only the fifth of all of Aizen's army frayed your nerves to no end. But still, Nnoitra watched anxiously for you to continue, and with a frightened hiccup you carefully inserted your middle finger into the depths of your poor, weeping slit.

“Yes,” He cackled. “Very good. It's obvious–a woman's place is in servitude, not on the battlefield.”

“You fucking-” His foot shifted, and with a soft tut to remind you not to stop, he pressed the arch of his sole firmly against your jugular. Your throat squeezed at the immediate lack of oxygen, a head rush coming on at once, but Nnoitra just cackled and urged you to rub deeper as another finger disappeared between your tight, wet walls.

“Mmnh…you might be beautiful, if not for the stink of rebellion on your skin.” He murmured, not shy in staring as he nudged your legs further apart with the long handle of his double-scythe. “What is your rank in the Soul Society, hm? Floor-mopper? Bootlicker?” You cringed as he increased the pressure of his foot on your neck, before his face drew closer and his voice lowered to a husky, dark hum. “Prostitute?”

Your lips parted in answer, but only a soft, choked-up moan escaped as you curled your fingers into a deep, spongy spot within. His taunting was getting into your head, it was getting harder to stave off the pleasure and stall for the time your saviours would need.

Were they even coming? Or…were you just collateral damage at this point?

“That's it. That's what I want to see–a woman who knows her place. Keep touching yourself. I want those fingers soaked.” He encouraged, his breath puffing against your face as your pace heightened, hips stuttering as they rolled into your hands. “Show me the glory of the Soul Society. And when you've finished, I'll let you prove your worth again on my tongue.” As he spoke, that slimy, warm muscle slathered your cheek in spit, leaving you shivering and sticky before it wormed against your sealed lips, begging to be let inside. It was yet again a battle you were destined to fail, as you barely stifled a moan when his tongue wriggled its way in and slid uncomfortably down your squeezing throat. Only then did he finally bring his foot away, just to replace it with a much more intimate form of breath suppression.

Shluck, shluck, shluck, shluck. You forced your lips apart just to torment yourself further, the act of self-pleasure feeling more like flagellation as you tried desperately not to enjoy what was happening to you. This one was sick, a depraved pervert who would undoubtedly take and corrupt whatever lay in his path. You were better than that, you were–you were–!

“Dirty wretch,” Nnoitra exclaimed as he dragged his tongue out from your mouth, leaving your lips swollen and dripping with saliva behind. “Cum! Prostrate yourself before me, weakling!” He barked, his black hair caressing your cheek as he pressed his forehead insistently to yours, fiending to watch you come undone before his very eyes. But a gleam glinted in yours, and before he could bring down the blade of punishment, you were already spasming and breathlessly crooning out in retaliation.

“Zaraki,” You moaned softly under your breath. “C-Captain Zaraki-!” Your hips jumped while Nnoitra's expression soured, the retribution flickering across his gaze as your body weakly convulsed in time with the spurts of fluid coating the ground beneath you. The Espada held still while you came down from the high, thighs quivering as you slipped your sticky fingers out of your sopping-wet cunt.

“Oh, so you think you're clever, do you?” He uttered mockingly, and ignored how you braced for impact as he stood back up, towering over your defiled self. From thin air a young, blond man appeared behind him, and despite the instinct to cover yourself, you felt the heaviness of your wounds finally weighing you down enough to grow sluggish and exhausted.

“Tesra, take her back.” Nnoitra departed, apparently unbothered by the sight of you bleeding out on the sand, until he cast a grin over his shoulder as he walked off. “She'll be a fun toy to break after I kill her precious Captain.”

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

Arrancars going to a metal show headcanons

Fandom: Bleach

Rated: PG

Genre: Headcanons

Warnings: None!

Admin Harmony: Went to the metal show not too long ago so I was inspired.

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Ulquiorra Cifer:

-Yeah, no crap Ulquiorra likes metal music.

-Doesn't really like going to metal shows on his own. He thinks they are too crowded, and too noisy and he hates drunk people.

-But if his s/o wants to go and if there is an interesting band he wants to see live then he will go.

-Has gone into the Mosh pit one time and he hated it.

-did it once and will never do it again.

-will be sober because he wants to enjoy the music.

-will keep watch of his s/o in case they go into the mosh pit or get too drunk, will watch them like a hawk.

-might headbang with his s/o if they insist.

-Will most likely stand in the back or sit at a table and watch and listen to the band he wants to listen too.

-along with his s/o if she doesnt want to be too drunk or go crazy.

-the two can just sit, talk, listen to music and vibe.

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Grimmjow Jaegarjauez:

-He is more of a punk/hardcore man.

-But he still enjoy metal from time to time so if there is metal band that he likes then he will go.

-you KNOW he is going into the moshpits.

-Hell he would hardcore dance(Which involves a lot of kicking and punching in their dancing) in the most pit.

-Will start a fight with the person he accidentally kicked or punched in the moshpit.

-will definitely be drunk at the show, headbanging, moshing and hardcore dancing all night long.

-And if they kick pack intentionally will be beat their ass.

-Will get kicked out of the bar by the end of the night.

-throws bottles, shoes and shit in the moshpits while he is in it.

-If he has an s/o with him then they both will be chaotic together.

-drunk af, headbanging, moshing, etc. (s/o will be smart not to hardcore dance in the moshpit.)

-s/o will watch grimmjow getting kicked out of the bar and will pretend not to know him LOL.

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Tier Hallibel:

-Loves metal music but doesn't want to go alone so if her s/o wants to come she will be excited.

-will dance and headbang to the metal music.

-has the best alternative girl outfit at the show.

-everyone compliments her on her makeup and outfit.

-likes moshing but only does everyone once in awhile because creepy men touch her while in the pit.

-first time that happens he punches him in the face.

-He got very scared and apologized profusely especially when she threaten to beat him up even more after the show.

-Now no one messes with her the mosh pits.

-Will also protect her s/o if she gets too drunk or is in the mosh pits as well.

-Rolls her eyes when someone ask her, "Name Three songs" to band she likes and will just walk away.

-most of the time she will be also be in the back listening to the music and watching her s/o.

-will headbang and dance with her s/o if she asks and insists though,

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Neliel Odelschwanck:

-My girl loves metal music.

-will also have one of the cutest alt girl outfits in the bar and gets tons of compliments.

-will headbang, dance and just scream out the lyrics.

-the energy it gives she will give it back.

-loves moshpits and will always go in one.

-will punch a creepy guy if they get too handsey but will mostly ignore them and just mosh.

-will encourage her s/o to headband and go into the moshpit ans d she will protect them.

-by the end of the niht she is drunk, happy and filled with joy.

-"We have to do this again! When is the next show?!"

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Nnoitra Gilga:

-Loves everything at a metal show.

-He will headbang, scream the lyrics and definitely will go moshing.

-actually knows the etiquette to moshing and will be pissed if someone breaks the rules.

-has gotten into a fight with grimmjow for hardcore dancing in the moshpit and got knocked the fuck out by his accidental punching and kicking.

-They both get kicked out of the show and fight in the parking lot LOL.

-Metal elitist to a T.

-will judge music taste especially if they like metalcore.

-" Will walk up to a hot metal head chick and be the "name three songs" Type of guy.

- "You like decapitation pig?🙄oh yeah, name three songs.🤨."

-or he will be the creep that tries to flirt with the hot alternative girl(especially if they named three songs) and wont leave her alone.

-throws shit in the moshpits like bottles and shoes as well.

-will be drunk as shit.

-This man will be in his element at the show.

-and will go to almost every one of them from then on.

-if he has an s/o he will be drunk as shit, headbanging, and moshing with them.

-will probably make out in the corner of the bar later while the metal music plays in the background.

-so drunk and pumped from the show he might even want to have sex with them after the show.

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[yarugawitch]

Nnoitra/reader: Non-specific SFW and NSFW headcanons

Copied from my main acc. Was originally a request. As I said in the original post I think I was a bit dry because imo the dynamic with him heavily depends on the circumstances so you can always leave a request for something more specific or for AU headcanons :3c

>Masterpost

SFW:

He'd deny having any feelings even to himself but he'd be so terribly obnoxious with it that it's literally impossible not to notice. He's too clingy, too possessive, too annoying, too prone to jealousy and likes to get in your face both literally and figuratively. There's no such thing as personal space for this man I fear. Grabbing you by the wrists? Yes. Tugging at your ears? Yeah. Leaning closer to grab you by the face or annoyingly lick it if you're not paying attention? Sure

He's in a constant battle with himself and gives mixed messages all the time. At some point Nnoitra can hint at something or make a borderline romantic/sexual comment but once you confront him or make your own move he'd just hit you with his usual "What the hell are you saying?!" bs. The gaslighting is so real. Nnoitra is like an aggressive cat that yearns for affection with this one. He keeps you at arm's length and even though it's obvious he wants something - trying to get close when he's not ready will result in a nasty scratch

Calling someone he doesn't hate by their name is very intimate to him. So usually it's just "hey you", "idiot", "woman", "human", "shinigami", "quincy", etc.

Nnoitra suffers from cute aggression. There's nothing he'd actually consider cute in this situation of course but if something you did made him feel a little too much or he just happened to be next to you for too long his first immediate response is to want to squash you, break one of your limbs or bite a chunk out of you. Both because he can't deal with his own emotions and because "how fucking dare you"

Both him and Jaegerjaquez are very sensitive to smell and to Nnoitra your scent is very calming. I don't think he's desperate enough to constantly follow you and sniff you lmao but he's definitely stealing something that belongs to you for later. If you're fortunate/unfortunate enough to have the fifth Espada as your roommate and you're away for too long he will rummage through your closet to make a nest out of your clothing or occupy your pillow

The way he sleeps in front of you and whether he does or not in general is very telling. Imo he's a very light and restless sleeper. Constantly on his toes even in his slumber. Eons in Hueco Mundo can do things to you. So if he doesn't take fetal position to hide his stomach with you, won't literally jump up at the slightest of sounds and naps in your presence sometimes - congrats

I think he'd confess only if the situation is so dire he'd rather die than not do this. Like for example if you're having a huge fight and you're so close to leaving he's almost shaking and ripping his hair out out of stress which doesn't happen a lot. Or if there's someone showing interest in you and they're very much successful at making you happy. Then it's a question of defending what he thinks is his even though he won't admit it. Would he actually try to kill the other person? I mean it depends really but if it's Grimmjow or Szayel then fucking sure. Any day. Anyone else is not that big of a competition. Even Ulquiorra. "I mean have you seen him? What a fucking nuisance. He makes me sick. As if he has a chance with anyone at all"

Speaking of which - would brag in front of you all the time

Once you're together he'll never leave and will always make sure others know you're taken. Well not at first of course but still

NSFW (heavily afab leaning)

Tbh I too can't imagine him as an aggressive alpha-dom-top (tm) if he actually has any feelings for the person. So a service top or a damn bottom it is

The worst size kink ever. He may constantly talk shit about people who are weaker, smaller or frailer than him but once feelings are involved he's aroused by the thought all of a sudden. I think his fingers are not the only thing that is unusually long so not fitting all the way in is not a problem for him - it's even better in fact

As fascinating as the thought of penetration may be to him I think foreplay is his favorite part. Mostly because making you squirm is fun but also because only here he can actually assert domination. After that he's just too soft

I don't care what anyone says this man is a MUNCH

So so painfully slow sometimes. If he's on top he would just stop to tease and watch your reaction. Other than that making the process as long as possible is one of his goals. It's not like he has no stamina - he has a lot of it actually but during sex he can be as intimate and as close to you as he wants to be because under normal circumstances he can't afford to put it into words without having to grab himself by the throat

Talks a lot. It's not exactly dirty talk (I don't like it I'm very sorry babes) but he loves saying nasty things and would comment on everything that is going on. Otherwise he's nervous

I'm convinced all of the arrancars must be infertile since they don't reproduce this way so. He likes finishing inside. He won't have it any other way. It's special to him because how are you even letting him do something like this? but he also shows affection this way

The more vocal his partner is the better. Everyone must know

I mentioned that he loves your scent before so yeahhh. I hope you don't mind stains on your clothes

[coffee-cupps]

IM WRITING FOR THE ESPADA SEND IN REQUEST SO I CAN DO THEM IN CLASS

[fandom-go-round]

Nnoitra Gilga x reader pirate au headcanons, please?

Warnings: Canon Typical Violence, Crude and Rude Behavior, Murder, Death, Pirate Activities, Implied Dubcon (Assumed but Nothing Happens), Sex

He makes a great pirate, for better or worse. Nnoitra loves being on the high seas; he gets to fight as much as he wants and there’s no one to stop him! Even better, he can take his cut of money and get ass, booze, whatever he wants with it. It’s not as good as fighting but it gives him something to look forward to when the ship docks.

There are a few ways that a relationship can go, depending on the situation. If you’re a pirate like him it’s a little smoother. There’s a mutual respect there for each other’s powers and an expectation that you understand him. Even if you don’t love his bloodthirstiness, as long as you don’t correct him, you’ll be fine. More than likely he sees you as some sort of rival, wanting to spar and show you up.

In the situation that you’re not a pirate, things get trickier. If you’re a hostage he’s going to be hitting on you and staking his claim on you wither you like it or not. He turns out to be a decent guy under it all but it’s very hard to see. Mostly you’re afraid of him killing or kissing you without permission, usually both. Nnoitra, as much as he pushes, isn’t going to try and take advantage of you. Unless you’re into that.

If you’re someone who’s at a port city or stop, you’re more like friends with benefits. He’ll come into town and find you, leading to days in his bed and skipping work. He’s a whirlwind of the best kind, wanting to take you out and mostly fuck. He would never leave the ocean for you, even if you asked. If you want to join him that’s another story and he would love to have you travel along. He’s a wild creature and even if he loves you, there’s no way to tame him.

[yuuuume]

dick headcanons

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content; penis discussion, me being unprofessional

characters; ichigo kurosaki, kenpachi zaraki, nnoitra gilga (aka some members of the big dick club tbh)

requested; yes

rating; 18+ mdni

this was my mood while i wrote this tbh.

黒崎一護・ichigo kurosaki

I don’t believe there will ever be a universe where I fully neglect Ichigo. Like, ever. Please request more for him. Anyhow, I retain my first thoughts about him, and I’m assuming no one remembers so here I go on my bullshit. He takes after his father, not only with the horrible chapter 686 hair but with that shmeat and you can quote me on that. Ichigo is thick and his cum is creamy. If I remember correctly, I once said he’d do marvelous in porn and I stand by it. The nickname for his cum is strawberry cream and bonus points if it tastes marvelous. His length caps out at around 17.2 cm (or 6.8 inches), and the diameter of his shaft is around 2 inches. He starts slow with the head as it's smaller than the rest of him but the further he goes, the more you feel him stretching you out until he’s bottomed out, heavy balls pressed against your skin. To be honest I could go on for days about his balls but I won’t. Ichi stays clean shaven so one usually wouldn’t be able to tell that his pubic hair is on the straighter side and as orange as the hair on his head.

更木剣八・kenpachi zaraki

Every time I think about Kenpapi’s meat stick I get a little crazy. I’m a size queen, we’re not getting into that today though, this is about the big man. Also known as the Daddy of the Seireitei, I like to refer to him as the fictional Peter Steele and it translates through to his dick. It is long and the staff among all other staffs, I will give it an astounding 24.6 cm (9.7 inches). Kenpachi’s dick is about as crazy as he is, veins decorating his shaft with heavy balls capable of breeding your little body because let’s face it, regardless if you’re 4 foot or 6, you’re still small in comparison to this big man and his cock makes you feel it even more so. His head is an intimidating 2 inches in diameter and his shaft is mostly kept to one length in diameter of 2.4 inches but that doesn’t make him any easier to take. In fact, he is for the real size kings/queens, your holes will never be the same after Kenpachi and that can either be your biggest nightmare or everything you have ever asked for in life. I hope you enjoy pubic hair by the way, he hardly cares to groom his coarse black hairs. Maybe if you ask nicely he’ll be bothered to do something about it.

ノイトラ ジ���ガ・nnoitra gilga

I’m gonna get this off my chest before we start; fuck them Nel stans on Twitter. Iykyk I am not elaborating. Anywho… Nnoitora called, he wants his schlong back and I’m not caving, it’s mine. All 28 cm (11 inches) of it. Long as it is, however, he hardly has any defining traits. His cock is smooth save for some minor veins scattered about his shaft, which gives for an easy ride, doubled with his thin penis which sits at a fair 1.8 inches diameter. King of the pencil dicks, I fear. But as a size queen, I fear taking him because abnormally large penises scare me in general. Thickness isn’t a thing to me because to quote Mother Megan Thee Stallion, ‘If I get on it, I own it and take it’. However, he is the cervix puncher, the colon colonizer. My question is who the hell is taking his fucking? It's probably not me. Nnoitra doesn’t care if it hurts either, it makes his modestly sized balls tingle with glee when you’re crying out in pleasure or discomfort. At least he has the decency to trim his black, straight pubic hair. Also, much strength to you if you attempt to give him a blowjob.

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[your-local-hollow-lover]

Who fell first and who harder?

Arrancar

Loly - You fell first, and she harder.

Menoly - She fell first and harder.

Tesla - You fell first, and he fell harder.

Di Roy - He fell first and harder.

Ggio Vega - He fell first, and you fell harder.

Espada

Sarrk - He fell first and harder.

Barragan - You fell first and harder.

Harribel- You fell first, but she fell harder.

Ulquiorra - You fell first and harder.

Nnoitra - You fell first, and he fell harder.

Grimmjow - He fell first, but you fell harder.

Szayel - You fell first, and he fell harder.

Aaroniero - He fell first and harder.

Yammy - You fell first and harder.

Aizen - You fell first, and harder. Or so he wants you to think.

Ex- Espada

Nelliel - She fell first and harder.

Luppi - He fell first and harder.

[imaginingbleach]

Something that randomly came to mind...

Enjoy!

(NSFW below the cut; espadas included: 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 8 & Neliel)

Struggled a bit with 8, so forgive me. 😭

Types of Doms they are:

Starrk

This man has got exactly two modes when it comes to sex. Lazy or feral.

He's willing to do a lot with you, but if you catch him in his lazy mode you'll likely be doing most of the work.

Ride him, suck him, hell he'll even give you oral if you both find the right positions for him to laze a out.

Just remember: It's not that he isn't enjoying himself; that rock hard dick proves otherwise...

You knew what you were getting into.

Now then, switching gears: when he's feral, he'll barely let you move.

He's making you cum a minimum of one time before he's even going to penetrate you in any way.

He gets very possessive in this state.

Congratulations! You've essentially got a werewolf boyfriend who's usually lazy and can't transform like that...

But! When he needs to claim you for whatever reason? Welp!

Communication is key with this man! He doesn't mind if you have multiple partners, but he can get a bit jealous if you don't tell him!

Hell, you'll find out on more than one occasion, when someone flirts with you...

He'll bring you home and claim you all night long.

He might not even make it home.

Just... Keep him in the loop if you're crushing or plan to date another. it'll probably save some furniture.

Halibel

As she can't quite use her mouth outside of being in her release form, she's had time to master plenty of other ways to get you off.

She prefers to use her hands and fingers on you, but is not opposed to toys in anyway.

That's primarily for when she's doing any for of penetration on you, though.

She has learned to use any and every part of her body to be able to tease you and leave you squirming and begging for her.

Don't call her master. It reminds her of her fraccións.

May accept being called mommy under the right circumstances, though.

Has absolutely no issues with being called daddy.

Just sit on her lap and ask daddy politely if you can ride her thigh~

Not one to get jealous easily, but is definitely protective.

This is particularly true if you are someone who can be seen as weak to others.

Not very loud, but loves hearing how loud she can make you.

Ulquiorra

He struggles a lot with more human like needs and emotions

So he tends to be a heavy service top...

But it comes with so many questions.

"Why does your face warm when I kiss you?"

"Why do you avert your gaze when I-"

You get the idea.

Eventually once repeated behaviors rise up, he starts catching on.

When you make this sound, it means you really like it.

When you squirm, you're not actually trying to get away.

Just simple stuff, but you'll have had to explain it to him a bit before he starts connecting the dots.

Once he's more comfortable with you and starts recognizing these reactions...

You're in for it.

He's definitely someone who gets off on your pleasure.

As long as you're satisfied, so is he.

Nnoitra

He surprisingly doesn't mind being the one to do all the work.

It let's him be in control of, well, everything.

There's something about seeing how much you get off on everything he does to you that drives the predator in him wild.

He enjoys having control, and, having you submit to let him do whatever he wants is too delicious to pass up.

Plus, he can't help but enjoy the way you always act like such cute little prey when he's teasing you.

Those big doe eyes, the small squeaky and whiny noises you make...

The way he can make you come undone with almost any part of his body...

It's very >:))

Not entirely against sharing, but like with Starrk, if it's not discussed he can get a bit jealous

His jealousy, however, is usually more rage fueled than hormonal so watch out for that.

He's not too into being called anything "special"

May accept "daddy" now and again

Despite how kinky sex with him might be-- it is fueled by emotions (at least on his end)

You've sparked his interest in one way or another enough to warrant wanting to carnally claim you...

There's at least some attachments and calling him "master" immediately throws that out the window to him.

Grimmjow

He definitely still has some characteristics from his more beastial hollow form

His need to claim you is always in battle with his desire to see you submit to him

Kneel before the king and offer him a blowjob, he's grinning wider than Nnoitra

Seeing you beg him to pleasure you is just 😘

Part of the problem with him is that it's a bit difficult for him to give oral... Given that he has to be very conscious of every move he makes because of his hollow mask

But he is a god with his hands.

He's another one who likes to watch you ride his thighs.

Absolutely gets off on being called king, but will absolutely bust a nut if you refer to him as your husband (romantic partner ofc)

This is at it's worst before any kind of marriage, but it's still effective after.

Doesn't see the appeal in being called daddy until he *is* a daddy 👀 something about being one makes it kinkier to him for you to call him daddy

Szayel

A bit different from the others on the list in that he wants to be worshipped like a god.

He wants you to use your entire body to do so, but this is just the first act-- no form of penetration just yet. (Minus maybe deep throating him~)

Now, once that's all done he's got PLENTY of ways to pleasure you...

He's definitely into orgasm denial and overstimulation.

He likes testing your body~

If you're willing, definitely would do some experimenting...

He wouldn't do anything too drastic, though.

If not, he'll find a way to make some of his palatable for you~

You really should thank him for thinking of you.

So/so with names. The higher status the name gives him, the more he'll like it.

Neliel

Dommy mommy 🥰

She absolutely loves to spoil you during kinky times together

Another one who gets off more on your pleasure than her own

If you're not a pillow prince(ss) type of sub, she will boss you around a bit~

But she's so sweet when she does that it just has you melting at her every word

"What was that, baby? Tell mommy what you want~"

She might tease you with that one by having you with a gag in your mouth or other things 🤭

Absolutely does get off on taking care of you

Dotes on you, takes great lengths into making sure you're comfortable during aftercare!

Doesn't matter how you compare size wise to her, she's holding you on her and letting you rest your head on her chest

Makes an amazing pillow ngl

[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."

[suvidrache]

hello,, im so sorry but can i request sum soft Nnoitra smut?? Im so down horrendous for this dude and theres not much content for him T_T

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Despite how he acts and how he may seem at times. He truly does care for those close to him. He acted as if he didn't care. It was a part of his reputation that he maintained in public at all times. He didn't want to be seen as weak. He didn't want to seem as if he were an easy opponent. You understood that he was different in public than at home. Although, he sometimes struggles with cuddling and other physical things. You knew him well enough to understand.

The orange rays of the setting sun glimmered as Nnoitra made his way home. You greeted him at the door, and he picked you up as if you weighed nothing. You smiled as you wrapped your arms and legs around him. He kicked the door shut and didn't bother locking it. No one would be stupid enough to follow him home, let alone walk into Nnoitra's home.

"Welcome home." You said to him as he still continued to hold you in his arms. His grip started to tighten as you spoke. He made his way up the stairs and to the bedroom. His voice was almost a growl as he spoke.

"I need you." Then, his lips were on your neck. Your hand was in his hair, and you bit your lip. He stopped suddenly and continued his journey. He set you down on the bed and stepped away.

You began to remove your clothes as he worked on taking his off. He stepped in between your legs and rubbed his already wet tip against you. You let out a moan, and his hand tightened on your hip. You grasped onto the bedsheets as he continued rubbing his hardened length against you. Soon, he replaced it with his hand, rubbing/stroking you, until you came. He slid himself into you, letting out a moan as he did, and he resisted the urge to pound relentlessly into you. He hesitated a moment, letting you become comfortable with him. Before he slowly began to thrust his hips back and forth. You let out a moan, and you moved one of your hands to stroke/rub yourself while Nnoitra's hands held onto your hips. Your legs were wrapped around him as he began to pick up his speed and thrust harder into you. You couldn't help but let out a few moans here and there every time he hit deep inside of you. He enjoyed making you moan, and his moans were on the quieter side. You would have to have been completely quiet to even hear his moans.

He continued going hard and deeply into you, trying his hardest not to cum so early. He waited until you did, before he finally came. Letting out a small noise of relief that you could hear. He continued thrusting slowly, not wanting to pick up his speed and pace just yet. Your hands wandered from the bedsheets to his abs, slowly feeling them beneath your palms. Slowly, he began to pick up speed once again. You bit your lip, and he thrust hard into you, causing you to moan out. He wasn't going to let you hold back on your noises. He continued thrusting his hips back and forth into you, going until you both came once again. When he pulled out, he walked away. In the distance, you could hear the bath water running as he prepared one for you both. He wasn't going to go another round again, not unless you wanted him to. He picked you up from the bed and got into the bath with you sitting in front of him. He had a specially made tub, one that could fit someone his size. He helped to wash you both off before drying and carrying you back to the bed to rest. He didn't bother with the food or water. It was right on your bedside table, as it always was. He kept it well stocked after the last time you had complained about being hungry or needing something to drink.

The time on the clock read two in the morning. He had work tomorrow morning, but he wouldn't mind going in late, as he had other matters that needed his attention.

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[crazypsychonerdstuff]

Hi Nero and/or Scorpio! May I ask for either of your thoughts on some of the slightly more unpopular bleach characters (nnoitra, muramasa, akon, kenpachi and shinji) and cuddling please?

Ok, I had a lot of fun writing this! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

-🎃

Akon:

He LOVES cuddles. But getting the time to enjoy them with you is a rare thing indeed. More often than not, the only time the two of you get to spend enough time together, for cuddles to be a thing, is when the two of you have finished working for the day... and being a high-ranking member of squad 12, that doesn't happen as often, or for as long, as either of you would like. When you do get the chance to cuddle, it's more than likely that he is asleep almost as soon as his head touches the pillow. That said, though, he always ensures that the two of you are snuggled close to each other and comfortable first.

Kenpachi:

Surprisingly, this big brute gives the best cuddles. He is always warm, and even though he may not show it often, he knows how to be gentle. And when the two of you are alone, he is nothing but gentle; he'll wrap his arms around you carefully but tight enough so you feel safe and protected. He loves to have you lay on him while the two of you sleep, whether that be just resting your head on his chest or lying completely on top of him, it brings him comfort and helps him to relax after a long day. Usually, he will absentmindedly run his fingertips over your shoulder or back as the two of you drift off to sleep, something that he finds just as soothing as you do.

Muramasa:

Especially at the start, he's mistrusting when you want to cuddle with him. Why would you want to? What is your goal here? He has trust issues, unsurprisingly, so it will take a lot of patience on your part before he's willing to let you near him in that sense. When he does, you both quickly realise just how touch starved he is: he will all but melt into your arms, snuggling as close as is physically possible and refuses to let go of you. He loves it when you rub his back during cuddles and will return the favour by idly tracing imaginary patterns over your own with his long nails.

Nnoitra:

Cuddles are something that you will have to initiate. Initially, he will act like he hates it and will likely laugh and mock you for even suggesting it... but eventually, he will cave and allow you to hold onto him, just so long as you don't get in his way. He will still claim that it is a major inconvenience, however, and complain nonstop about it... until he's asleep, that is. Then his arms will subconsciously snake their way around you and pull you closer to his chest, his chin resting on top of your head.

Shinji:

There is no way that cuddles between the two of you won't result in a tangled mess of limbs. He is somewhat clingy and loves to be close to you. He doesn't mind being the big or little spoon, though when he is the one holding you, he feels like he can protect you more easily. He loves to lay by your side, his arms around your waist and his legs tangled with your own. He will nuzzle and kiss your neck in his sleep, so be warned!

[yarugawitch]

hii! prompt wise i feel like nnoitra is concerned a lot with what he's "supposed" to be and he's overly cautious of how others view him (as weak or strong) so how do you think a carefree bold s/o would have an effect on him? someone who doesnt care about traditional roles, lets others be however they want to be, doesnt let others label and box them or the people around them? i feel like it would be a good influence even if he outright sneers them at first

Nnoitra/Reader: Headcanons for a bolder S/O

a great ask!! there are a lot of thoughts on the way i see nnoitra to add a little bit of context so i hope this doesn't read like a fucking character essay 🙈

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A love interest like this can be very poisonous for his own self-image at first. I think you have to be either very distant or cautious at least while he's trying to asses you or else he's likely to view you as a danger to his own peace which should be avoided or eliminated. But the thing is that that's the kind of person who'd work the best with him. Personally, I think to Nnoitra labeling and dividing people, over-simplifying some things and maintaining an image is something of a coping mechanism to keep his mind off things like the horrors of arrancar existence and his own insecurities. I mean... being purposefully ignorant is very fitting for someone missing an eye not because he somehow lost it in battle but because he was made this way. So people who also label him as either an idol like Tesla or a tyrant like everybody else and see him as nothing beyond these titles mean nothing to him. They might as well be grains of sand beneath his heel. And even though he's usually too self-absorbed and consumed with his own thoughts, wishes and fears to see others as they are Nnoitra actually hates people who are shallow with him. Ironically enough you have to fight or at least challenge him even when it comes to emotions and feelings in order for Gilga to acknowledge you

All that said I believe that once he's done spitting venom at you he'd find himself very entertained with any other conversations you share. This would help him slowly but surely open up even if it's hard sometimes. Painful even. Someone who doesn't see speaking about just anything as a weakness or unnecessary nonsense and constantly shows it will surely make him more talkative. I love thinking back to that one scene where he asked Ichigo about his name and promised to try to remember it, only to say "I already forgot your name sorry" like one chapter later. And because of it, I'm convinced Nnoitra is actually very fucking funny sometimes. So seeing someone almost rolling on the ground laughing without being scared of looking stupid would make him fall in love even more

Nnoitra is a troubled and miserable man... which doesn't take away the fact that he's also a terrible person but nonetheless he can't help but feel both intimidated and enamored with someone who sees his personality attractive without taking his strength, rank and number of battles he's won into account. No strong/weak talk. Just him. Being the man he is he'd probably think it's some sick joke or weird obsession with just plain bad people at first because of course it has to be this, can't have faith in you people, but once he gets his shit rocked because the s/o doesn't take no shit from anybody he'd start to feel something. To him being seen through his tough armor and still being taken seriously even after you realize what he's actually like is oh so very scary but also so thrilling and intimate he could die

Despite Tesla's dedication to Nnoitra and Nnoitra alone, I think this guy can be easily enamored by someone like this, too. Seeing Tesla all giddy and puppy-eyed with anyone beside him is a huge sign something is going on for Nnoitra. It means he's not just imagining things. And well, Gilga can run away and ignore everything all he wants but getting jealous is the biggest reality check he can get because this man's ego is a tad too big to let it slide

He won't take any of this without fighting back of course. At first, he'd try to do something about the person who makes him feel too much when he's not ready for it. And later on, he'd try to best you. Even though he'd start to open up I'm sure Nnoitra's not the one to let himself be on the receiving end all the time even if it's as small as taking him seriously 😭 At least because it's embarrassing. So as to not be outdone he'd try to be more genuine, more present. Of course, given his personality, height and the amount of arms he can possess, being physically affectionate is much easier for him. You can't do anything with him being bigger in general so it makes him feel more confident and imposing while he's trying to win the "who swoons first" game lol

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Can you write some cute personal headcanons you have for the espadas excluding yammy and barragan

Of course i can! Thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy!

Personal espada hcs (without yammy and barragan)

Starrk:

He talks in his sleep, the things he mainly talks about are lilynette, how tired he is and his loneliness. Lilynette sometimes teases his about this (except for when his rambling is sad)

He steals pillows and blankets from the world of the living. He just finds them so soft so he takes them

He enjoys hot cocoa, he tried it once in the human realm out of curiosity and loved it

Harribel:

She knows who to sew and teaches her fraccion how to as well. She once sewed a blanket for starrk who was extremely grateful

Shes cares a lot about the safety of her fraccion and would do anything to protect them and I mean anything

Shes nice to other fraccion as well, this has lead to her being extremely popular within the fraccion and most of them saying that if they weren't serving their current espada they'd go to her except for tesla who's scared nnoitra might kill him if he says that

Ulquiorra:

Despite his monotone appearance and personality he's actually really ticklish, grimmjow found this out after accidently poking him in the side and ulquiorra threatened him to keep quiet grimmjow told nnoitra and yammy

He actually doesn't enjoy aizens tea, its too strong for him but he pretends it doesn't bother him everyone knows

He's actually somewhat nice to wonderweiss, he'll let him follow him for around 15 minutes before getting annoyed and telling wonderweiss to go away

Nnoitra:

Actually doesn't treat tesla that bad, he cares for his fraccion but he won't ever tell him that or make it obvious

He once found a stray cat in the human realm and took it back to hueco mundo, it took 5 minutes for him to kill it out of annoyance it was supposed to annoy grimmjow but he couldn't find him and got bored of searching

Actually likes aizens tea, he wont ever admit it tho and if you even suggest that he does then he'll kill you

Grimmjow:

Treats his fraccion like brothers who annoy him, especially di roy who he treats exactly like an annoying little brother

Feels a little bad for the granz brothers hating each other, this is only because he thinks its making yylfordt weak

Goes to the human world just to chill, he actually kind of likes it there and ever since he discovered bars and wrestling it was hard to get him back to hueco mundo

Zommari:

The only espada who actually tries to talk to and befriend aaroniero, he's tried to get the 9th espada to mediate with him but it always ends in rejection, he wont stop trying tho

Went to the human world and had a custom made poster of aizen with the quote 'do it for lord aizen'

Is nice to szayelaporro's fraccion, he knows how the mad scientist treats them and he pities them

Szayelaporro:

Doesn't hate his brother as much as he says he does, he does it as to not look weak in front of others

Like ulquiorra he also doesn't like aizens tea but instead of pretending to like it he brings his own special ingredient to put in it nobody knows what it is

Gets along with gin well, the two tend to talk about random stuff it's mostly gin asking questions about arrancars and Szayelaporro jokes about how gin must be making some kind of arrancar encyclopedia

He has an outfit for every occasion

Aaroniero:

Has secretly always wanted a fraccion but is too scared to actually get one

He's scared of wonderweiss but at the same time he doesn't completely hate him, he'll let the odd arrancar hang around him for a bit

Actually enjoys espada meetings since its the only time this many arrancars are near him without being outwardly disgusted by him