#tesla lindocruz

[green-apple-juice]

[rdbrainz]

never beating the arrancar fucker allegations

[eerie4dee]

[cinghialefedele]

Forgot to post these gigai edits I made a week or so ago, here! Love these two so much...

[reikorun]

KlubOutside QA606 | QA607 | QA608 [Translation]

Translated by @reikorun

Q606.

2024.04.15

Byakuya addresses individuals outside his family either by their last name or full name, so is there some reason why he calls Renji by his first name?

A606.

It's because Rukia called him by his first name. 

Q607.

2024.04.15

In volume 35, chapter 313, there's a part where Nnoitra says in a flashback, "I want to be cut down...", but is that a scene where he was talking to Tesla rather than being a monologue to himself? If so, was Tesla the only one who knew about Nnoitra's wish (if that's the correct way to word it)? I love the flow of those scenes from the words in that flashback to the moment when Tesla collapses, and it's forever etched into my memory. 

A607.

That's correct. He's speaking to Tesla.

Q608.

2024.04.15

I'd like to ask about the change of shape in the Zanpakutō belonging to the 5th Espada, Nnoitra. In the flashbacks, during the time he was 8th Espada, there was one crescent-shaped part, but later it increased to two. What is the primary cause behind this change of shape in his Zanpakutō? I'm thinking that it involves factors such as amplifying the amount of basic Reiatsu and changes to the mind and body through training, but what do you say?

A608.

It's a change in the quantity and inherent quality of his Reiatsu. An Arrancar's sword is their power itself, so changes in Reiatsu are likely to manifest in its shape.

[otori0]

Lengthy Nnoitra Gilga analysis.

I've finally finished my Nnoitra analysis. Please give it a read, as I worked hard on it! I usually post them directly on Tumblr, but this time I wrote it on google docs because it was more comfortable to put pictures and links, so please read it through the link below:

[ampheresart]

Happy birthday, Tesla Lindocruz .ᐟ 🎂

[kcuf-ad]

Nnoitora: Ahh the desert. Count how many sand there is, Tesla. That is your first objective.

Tesla: Okay! 1, 2...

The Espada: *burst in laughter*

Starrk: Why the Fuck did you make him do that?

Nnoitora: It passes the time.

Harribel: It is gonna take so long.

Ulquiorra: It is going to be so annoying.

Nnoitora: I am curious what is biggest Number is.

Grimmjow: *uses Szayelaporro so he doesn't fall laughing*

Tesla: 13, 14...

Starrk: Man, no!

Ulquiorra: He is going to count forever.

Nnoitora: Perhaps.

*Yammy is on the floor, Aareniero is leaning on Zommari and Barragan and Grimmjow is still using Szayelaporro so he doesn't fall*

Starrk: What have you done?!

Harribel: This is your fault!

Tesla: There are a total of 30 trillion sand particles in this desert

Nnoitora: See, it wasn't that bad

[raisinripe]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NNOITRA!!!! 🥳🎂🎉

[rukiadriedhisrain]

If you do attack, I shall destroy it.

Happy Birthday to Tesla Lindocruz! [5.13]

[basilsimp43]

Nnoitra: Your existence is confusing.

Tesla: How so?

Nnoitra: Your presence is incredibly annoying but the thought of anything bad happening to you upsets me.

[trainedsubway]

birthday.

[wing-ed-thing]

Sidekick (Tesla Lindocruz x Reader)

Synopsis: Just Fracción, you had no power when it came to the rivalry between your masters. You knew that, Tesla... not so much.

Word Count: 0.7k

Tags/Warnings: Fracción!Reader, No Reader Pronouns

Notes: Ugh still fawning over underrated characters

It wasn’t much of a fight. At least it didn’t look like it to you. It didn’t appear like one to your master, either, and yet, Tesla stood on the sidelines, ready to intervene as if he would be allowed to take a singular step onto the battlefield in the first place. 

You thought that the way he stood was funny, all straight with square shoulders and a gloved hand on the hilt of his Zanpakutō. You came up next to him to watch the battle. Your Master Nelliel fended off Nnoitra’s crescent axe with a thumb looped in the loose belt around her waist. You leaned forward, staring at Tesla from the side of your eye to gauge his reaction to the match. He gave nothing away other than the stiffening of his shoulders. You studied his eyepatch and leaned farther forward. Perhaps he didn’t see you.

“Can I help you?” he grumbled.  You let out a slight huff of satisfaction, mirroring his stance mockingly.

“Nnoitra is struggling.”

“Master Nnoitra is doing no such thing!” Tesla whipped toward you, hand now fully gripped around the hilt of his Zanpakutō, ready to draw at any moment. The motion didn’t escape you. Your eyes flickered downward, but a deep sigh ultimately overtook you as you fluttered to the sand below.

Tesla blinked, taken aback as you situated yourself among the white grains. You sat on the side of your thigh, leaning on one of your palms as you drew reishi pictures in the sand. The shapes glowed. Tesla frowned, watching as you smoothed out the particles.

“What are you doing?” he asked curtly. You glanced over to the match to your right, just in time to see Nnoitra go tumbling by the sheer force of Nelliel’s sword. He left a lengthy skidmark as he was enveloped by the white substrate below. You turned back to your little drawings. 

“This is going to take a while,” you sighed absentmindedly. “What are you going to do, Sidekick? It’s not like Nnoitra would let you intervene anyway.” 

Tesla looked at the field as you did. Nnoitra was bleeding from the shoulder, and Nelliel was already walking away. But despite his injuries, Nnoitra had already begun charging with his weapon, splashing sand behind him, only to be struck down again. Tesla studied you a moment more before he sat down with you. 

He sat with his legs crossed, letting his elbows rest on his knees as his back bent with the slightest slouch. His Verruga drew a long line in the sand by Tesla’s hip. You drew four diagonal lines between you and another four across them in the opposite direction.

“Do you know how to play?”

“Yes, I know.”

“First move is yours.” You clasped your hands in your lap, watching the board. Tesla didn’t make a motion to play, studying you intently instead. He scowled, sitting up the slightest bit in alert. 

“Why would you give me the first move?” he asked assusingly. Tesla crossed his arms over his chest, his brow furrowing in annoyance. You shrugged, running over one of the lines that didn’t fully form in the sand. 

“Our masters are the ones with the rivalry, Tesla. I have no ill will against you.” 

Tesla met your eye, watching you closely before he ultimately gave in and played the first move. 

By the time Nnoitra had enough, you and Tesla had made it through at least five games. He had relaxed some, bent ankles spread on either side of your game board with his head on his palm. Nnoitra barked Tesla’s name, causing him to jump.

“Tesla! Get over here; we’re leaving.” 

“Coming, Master Nnoitra!” Tesla scrambled up, smudging a quarter of your game with his boot. He did a trouble-take, almost freezing where he stood as he glanced briefly back to where you sat on the sand. Tesla’s lips parted and then closed. A nearly inaudible strangled sound stalled in his throat as he whipped back toward Nnoitra. 

“We’ll do a tie-breaker next time,” you said, dusting yourself off as you stood. You offered a slight smile and a nod. The corners of Tesla’s mouth threatened to turn upward.

“Tesla!” Nnoitra shouted somewhere in the background in a rage. Tesla jumped, turning on his heel to follow after his master. 

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: The itch to go back to my Szayel series slowly creeping

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Seireitei Smashability Showdown: (Loser's) Round 1, Match 112

[cinghialefedele]

"The greatest gift I could ask for, is more time with you..."

Happy Birthday, Tesla Lindocruz!

[arpadoffrogs]

I'm currently working really hard on this NnoiTes comic, so here is one of the panels you are going to see in it