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If Kenpachi ever took a wife; how protective of her would you say he’d be?

[Short answer: Not very.

Kenpachi taking a wife is... tricky, to say the least. My portrayal of him specifically probably wouldn't, as there's next to no interest in trying to form a relationship of that level with anyone else. This is mostly due to the social ostracization he's experienced combined with sociopathic tendencies: he always had a hard time creating meaningful relationships, and society taught him that no one wanted him.

BUT! That's a boring answer. If, by some reason, he got a wife, would he be protective? Honestly, I don't think so, for two reasons. First is that anyone he would end up marrying would almost certainly be independently strong. And by that logic, he would have no need to be protective, stepping in only as a last resort if they are about to die (as we see him do with Ichigo from time to time).

And second, there wouldn't be a protective attitude towards other suiters because he is too blunt and straight-forward. If his wife were interested in him, then she is. If she decides to choose someone else, then he would move on and not dwell on it. After all, if he were in this position he'd certainly consider that any woman might choose someone much more fit to be a husband. Not a good attitude to have, but again, society tells him he is unwanted. So he assumes it to be so, more often than not.]

Alright I was trying to get him in a rather relaxed elegant pose, but here is spoon 🏴‍☠️ pirate 🏴‍☠️ with long overgrown hair. @despairforme I want to color this and make it a painterly style lol hope he looks good.

@regalramtrecera​

Oh my

what was that my dear?

She would come to his quarters after not finding him in his usual haunts within Las Noches. Nelliel would softly knock upon his door and lean in quietly to the doors seam. Her voice was soft and low almost shy. "A-Aizen-Sama are you here?" The woman would wait a moment wondering if she should walk away. "Aizen-sama, would it trouble you if I were to keep you company this night?"

Aizen turned his attention when he heard Nelliel voice and hearing her knock on his door. "You may enter." He gave her permission to enter his room. "and oh? enlighten me, why do you want to keep me company hm?" He asked calmly. curious what Nelliel intentions were for so boldly asking to stay with him in his quarters this late at night.

@regalramtrecera​ ILU.   BUT WHY U NO USE INBOX?  XD

I adore you so much, and hate that I’ve been so slow at getting things onto *this* blog.  But you are such a lovely being.  I see why you resonate with Nelliel.    And understand why I resonate with literal garbage cans.

THANK YOU

😘 (I know it’s pretty early on but it can be a friendly kiss on the forehead if you’d like!)

Send 😘 to Kiss my Muse

((I’ll do a small timeskip to later in the relationship for this post!))

“I’m still not used to that…”

The woman would round the corner and finally find him leaning again the hallway walls. She would clear her throat and hold out her hands in them would rest a little cute Praying mantis plushy. It was looking right up at the taller mantis man. There was a kind look on her face as she presented the gift no catches or strings. “Here- this is for you I saw this and thought of you Nnoitra-Sama, if you don’t want it however you don’t have to accept it” She waited to see what his choice would be, was she attempting to turn a new leaf or was this an apology who knew, the woman was a odd ball.

//SAW THIS AND I SQUEALED AND THOUGHT OF YOU XD Hope you’ve been well! //

     He could feel her approaching, and so naturally - he tensed up. Leaning against the wall in the hallway, Santa Teresa resting loosely in one hand, he probably didn’t appear on edge. But he was. His shoulders were stiff and he was READY to use his weapon at any point. He knew she wouldn’t physically attack him first though. She never did. Usually she would do it verbally. He waited, but nothing happened. Her expression was strangely gentle and kind when she approached him. There had to be a catch to that, right? Something was held out towards him. Nnoitra’s head tilted slightly, confusion settling on his features as he looked down at the... Gift? It appeared to be some sort of toy. Something soft and green, which vaguely resembled the shape of a mantis. His motif.

     His confusion only increased when she addressed him all politely. This was a type of interaction he had NOT had with her before. He sure as shit preferred this to any other conversation they had ever had. His first instinct was ALWAYS to be aggressive towards her. It was self defense. But right now he... STRANGELY ENOUGH - didn’t feel attacked. The hand that had been holding Santa Teresa let go, and it was that hand which reached out to grab the little toy. It appeared small in his hand. Soft, yet not so much that he couldn’t squeeze it and it would lose its shape. Nnoitra looked from the toy and over at Nelliel. If you don’t want to you don’t have to accept it. This was probably the first time she had given him a choice when interacting with him. He liked it. It made him feel free and respected. Fingers locked around the toy. Clearly, he’d keep it. He didn’t know what to say, so he was quiet for a long moment, while he just looked at her. This was probably the first time he had ever looked at her with a look that didn’t say he WANTED TO KILL HER.

     ❝ I’mma keep it. ❞ Not because he needed it, or because he thought it was useful. He was pretty sure it was supposed to be a cute item, and he didn’t care about cute shit. Nah, he was going to keep it because it was the first time she had ever given him something that wasn’t a strong urge to die. That made it special.

@regalramtrecera​: Fu- *clears her throat* Mate, kill or marry?

//she couldn’t bring herself to say the first word hahaha she doesn’t want to be a bad influence in Ggio!

Oh? Is that insecurity?? An opportunity for mischief!

“What’s that first word there? Sorry Neliel, you’re gonna have to specify who you mean. Unless it’s yourself you’re referring to.”

“So, you are indeed alive... where have you been hiding Nnoitra?” Nelliel shifted her weight on her left hip resting her palm on it. The Former Trecera looked at the now due to the events leading to the fall of Aizen; former Quinto Espada.

(Want to read between some lines? Read the italics xD lol ooo thems fighting words)

“Tch... You haven’t changed at all, Nelliel. You got some FUCKING nerve, y’know that?” 

His hand rests upon Santa Teresa, stilling his breath, his gaze fixed upon her. Certainly, he would only have to aim at that crack in her mask — The scar he gave her— That was all it would take.

Yet no blow came. For all of Nnoitra’s growling, there was no bite. 

“... Well. What the fuck do you want?”

"It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia - Feelings"

@senboago @escolopendraa @regalramtrecera

Basically Kouta when he realizes he's falling for Candice/Loly/Nel. 🤣

She would gently run a brush through his long hair it was soft when not spiked up and adorned with bells. “Has it always been this long? You should leave it down this way it suits you more.” Gently she ran her fingers through his onyx locks and smiled softly her nails gently scraped and scratched along his scalp releasing the tension that would come from his iconic hairstyle.

@regalramtrecera

"Yeah? Never really had anyone comment on it."

He doesn't resist her touch, staying still as she plays with his hair. Physical touch without violence was always strange for him, leaving a feeling of vulnerability that still hadn't vanished.

With her, however, it was bearable. He doubted that anyone else could say the same.

"Spiked it to keep it out of my eyes when I fought. Put bells in it to entertain Yachiru on long trips, then decided I liked it," he muttered, letting the soft touch of her fingers relax him. "Thought about cutting it, but the kid liked playing with it 'n now I'm just used to it."

(picture credit to Emin-Folly, who made an amazing sketch at my request over on deviant-art!)

She was quick her movements were that of one so skilled it was clear her determination and focus. The task at hand was one she took seriously to the point of having her fraccíones leave her side. Her hands were quick and knew where to be just how much of what to add. She had been watchful and observant of how he prepared his Tea and noted what was wrong whenever a servant Numeros made it and ruined it. He was quiet peculiar about his Tea so she was a quick study on how to prepare it for him. When he had asked a Numeros to do so she took up that request personally and told the Numeros politely to go do something that needs to be done.

A few moments later it was her bringing him a tea tray. Nelliel looked into his eyes and a small smile played at her lips. She set it down and it was fragrant the leaves used to prepare this pot of tea had been well tended too; scorched tea had a rather bitter taste and she would not serve him that. “Your Tea~, as you yourself prepare it hopefully. If my observations were correct it should not be too far off from the original source; that being you” ((I’m still going to reply to our other thread but I was for some random reason thinking about Aizen and Tea ☕️ xD ))

Aizen glance up from report papers that he had when he sensed Nelliel’s reiatsu. Watching as she brought him the tray of tea that he specifically ordered a numerous to fix but atlas he didn’t mind who fixed it. He trusted Nelliel enough to know that she wouldn’t try to kill him with some kind of posion.

“Oh? How generous of you.” Aizen mused as he took the cup of tea and took a sip from it before gently placing it down. “and it tastes the same.” He admitted truthfully. “Im impressed~” He mused.

8. Is your muse comfortable with, or proud of their body? Are they insecure? // For Szayel//

Szayel is both very comfortable with his body and not at all.

In particular, Szayel is terrified of rejection, and tends to try and offer himself as a "thing" of value rather than as a person. So...in some cases, if he's rejected by someone, he views it as a judgement on the fact that he either didn't offer enough, or wasn't good enough to offer, especially with regards to his body.

But, Szayel is incredibly sensual and sexual being. So...when somebody is bonding with him in a physical manner, he has zero shame, accepts praise and pleasure as well as giving it, and experiences his own body as a thing of joy.

@regalramtrecera​

"Ishida Kun, wont you help me cut my birthday cake you made me? I'm afraid ill mess it up.." She held the cake cutter lightly not knowing her strength with things like this in the world of the living still. //lol awe she want him to help her and just be close owo //

“Eh? Nel, it’s your birthday cake, there’s no way you can possibly mess it up,” Uryu pointed out to her fairly. Yes, he had probably overdone it with the decorating. At the same time, he was sure Nel’s instincts wouldn’t mistake the cake for an enemy with any cutting motion either.

“But I understand, well I can guide you, it’s fine as long as you still cut the cake yourself.” He compromised thoughtfully so tradition would be kept, so he put his hand over her’s, and with one swift motion down they cut her cake together. 

“Happy Birthday.”