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[despairforme]

A small sigh left Santa Teresa as she looks towards Nnoitra only sparing him the smallest fraction of a glance before she decided that her nail bed showed a more interesting picture. ‘ in my defense, i have none. ’ 

      ❝ Damn, ‘daz REAL clever. ❞ He almost rolled an eye at her. Nnoitra had his arms crossed, and he was looking at her in annoyance. Why was she being so DIFFICULT? He wanted to try something new. A new fighting style that utilized more of the chain that attached Santa Teresa to him. But? She was being completely unreasonable, and refused to work with him. And her excuse? She had none! Nnoitra was sure she was being annoying on purpose, and it was frustrating. He huffed, glaring harder at her. ❝ C’mon! Ya gotta listen ‘ta me! ❞ Was that so much to ask??

[oschvank]

“ can you forgive me? ” listen she had nothing to big against nel so nnoitras actions just mmm nah

question prompts. 

“ can you forgive me? ”  /. @tcrcsa

To say it did not surprise Nelliel when she saw the manifestation of Santa Teresa roaming around the confines of Las Noches would be an understatement. They’re a slender thing, with hair as dark as the nights here in Hueco Mundo. It’s a minor thing to be disappointed about, but Nelliel reveled in anything that brought a bit of life and color into her home. Was it their fault, though? No, she supposes not if their master is Nnoitra.

Though, it was a matter of time before they met, before they encountered one another, where a mere nod of acknowledgment no longer seemed to appease the apparent conflict within the spirit zanpakuto. Santa Teresa is asking for forgiveness, and Nelliel tilts her head, sea-green bangs falling to her left. It exposes the scar running down her forehead and to the right of her cheek. Eyes remain on the spirit, unwavering, and she wonders what they’re thinking, wonders if she’s memorizing the pattern of her scar like she’s memorized it before.

“Does it unsettle you? The scar?” She steps closer. “The scar left by you?” Naturally, zanpakuto spirits are one with their master. They’re born together, die together, and often share the same resolve with them. But as seen with the one before her, that wasn’t always the case. She wonders how Gamuza is like. It’s a fleeting thought, one she doesn’t decide to dwell on, and finally takes a step back from the manifested spirit. 

“In the end, you are your master's sword, his power, and in return, he is yours as well. You have no obligation to seek for my forgiveness when you are being wielded by him. Do you understand?”

[icybreaths]

|| @tcrcsa​ || continued from here ||

A thin, pale blue fog lingered around the Shinigami. Her zanpakuto was pinned between her bouncing leg and her elbows, ready but not blatantly threatening. She glanced over the surrounding dunes from her rocky perch but couldn't pick up on any other presences, not it meant much. She wasn’t exactly good at sensing the signatures of others. 

I’m uninteresting. You, however...

Jewel felt inclined to prod while exercising her own caution. "You don't look a typical Arrancar. Are you one of 'em? Hope I haven't disturbed anyone of relevance out here. Thought I was far enough out but I don't mind movin'."

[trepadcra]

tcrcsa​:

 ‘ Great Value sexta is trying to pick a fight how amusing. ’

❝ Who ya calling Great Value Sexta overgrown Mantis ❞

 ‘ Great Value sexta is trying to pick a fight how amusing. ’

[midnightactual]

How Many People are Simping You?

“Huh, I wonder who that could be~?”

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[trepadcra]

 “ and?! ” // @tcrcsa​

[despairforme]

“   admit  it ;   you  have  no  idea  where  you’re  going ,   do  you ??   ”

sticky situations ; sentence starters.    

      Hueco Mundo was endless. A white sea under a pitch black sky. The crescent mood cast thin shadows from the few puny dead trees that stuck up from the sand like skinny graves. There was nobody but Nnoitra here. For miles and miles around him, the desert was empty. Other Hollow were terrified of his presence, so as long as he didn’t suppress his reiatsu, they would flee from him. 

      He had been walking for a good while. There was a trail behind him from his feet, and a thin line in the sand, unbroken, from where he had dragged Santa Teresa. She SPOKE to him. How rare. Nnoitra didn’t answer her right away. He didn’t know where he was going, because he was wandering aimlessly. It wasn’t like there was anywhere TO GO. There were no destinations in Hueco Mundo. There was only back. Back to Las Noches. He’d go there eventually, but not yet. He found the white desert and the black sky with the moon more home-like. Probably because he had lived here his whole life. 

     When he finally answered Santa Teresa, it was in a calmer tone than she was probably expecting. Nnoitra could often get angry when he was criticised in any way. Not now though. He found it almost funny, that she actually thought they were going somewhere. Had she waited all this time hoping they would reach something? That was so tragic it was funny. ❝ WHERE am I supposed ‘ta go, huh? There ‘s nothin’ here. ❞ He gestured with his vacant hand, long fingers wafting in the air, forming a line along the far-away horizon. 

[tcrcsa]

He’s too cool // @trepadcra​

moots ok to reblog​ // moots with tcrcsa

[oschvank]

Which type of love interest would you be in a dating simulator?

The sweetheart with an enigmatic dark past You're always polite and kind with others. That makes people feel comfortable around you and many would consider you a close friend. However, you seldom feel connected with those around you. You feel like they don't know you, the real you, and they never will because you'll never allow them. It takes a great amount of time and trust for you to show yourself as you truly are, because you repress most of your feelings and desires, and mask them with a calm and collected personalty. It just seems easier that way, safer. But remember that if you bottle everything up, it will explode one day, maybe in ways you aren't proud of.

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[tcrcsa]

MUN¦ I finally created a discord. Mutuals feel free to add me ( Tcrcsa#4934 )