𝐍𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐉𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐚

"I can use one for each leg."

I can make it work. Or get on all fours.

Foot stool? Achieved ✅

She really was an "I can fix him" girly//

His stare narrowed.
"And what the fuck is that supposed ta mean?" He glowered following her gaze from him to Tesla.

"Damn... The fuck that soul reaper want anyway? Did we get his bitch again? Thought that bat was a lil fruity guess he likes tits after all."

"That means the alley cat is about to run through here with a boner for that shitty kid... Wonder if he brought that jingle bell fucker with him this time... Now that'd be a good time."

I'm going to skin him alive and feed his organs to Tesla and Pippa.

Nnoitra's phone after every meeting.

//*pats* you are forgiven

A smirk pulled at him briefly. "Mm... 'Mornin brat. One of you fuckers better have made breakfast..." He mused of her and Tesla before dropping her unceremoniously on her ass.

//was it blue sky or was it PIPPA hmmm hmmm

I made a fun Lil meme ||

@odious-cryptid.bsky.social
@goreverruga.bsky.social
@forunikarasu.bsky.social

//wheeeeeeeezeeeeee

"Hmmm...?" Reaches down to pet her hair, giving the pink locks a light tug.

The towering male overturned a hamper of his own uniforms onto the shorter blonde. "Don't forget to iron press my eye patches either..."

Adjuchas Pippy ||

but thanks to Tesla's relatively good housekeeping habits there were at least toiletries and towels available. Figuring everything else out seemed to be solely on her. (×)

to be a worthwhile meal to those mindless shit heads devouring one another out there. Bathe yourself, bitch. Tesla ain't here to make sure your competent enough so you better do it right the first time or I'll fucking drown you." He warned shoving her into a separate washroom. He left her at that,→

practically salivate. "I'll keep you. A pet doesn't think, she obeys." He decided with a lecherous chuckle in his throat. His thumb stroked up her cheek until his hand was tangled into her hair once more. "You reek of those fuckers I killed. HA not even enough spiritual pressure →

spat coldly, tilting her face side to side further examining her. He wouldn't deny how entertaining it was to see her so accepting of whatever treatment he gave. It reminded him of Tesla's unwavering devotion that bordered idolatry. Watching another creature bend and break to his whim made him→

The male's stance went rigid, staring at the girl's groveling form. A sneer exposed his teeth and he clicked his tongue, reaching down to grip her face and examine her defeated visage. It was pathetic, but it was so fitting for a weak woman like herself. "You're filthy even to just look at." He→

It made him want to retch. (×)

Malnourished in both body and spirit, she should have died long before crossing Nnoitra's path, but just as the dandelion weed grows through concrete, this brat was determined not to give in. Goddamn women. They made everything disgustingly complicated, ignored the laws of nature.

in a small squish before pushing her face away back towards the floor. He crossed the room, laying his zanpakuto against the wall gingerly. He leaned against the doorway, arms crossed as he studied the arrancar. He didn't understand her. She wasn't strong. Why should she want to live?→

A laugh escaped him at her soft plea. He released her hair and watched her crumple to his feet, opting to hold her chin instead so she would be forced to meet his cruel gaze. "Is that any way for a pet to behave? Thank me for 'saving' you again, mutt. Go on." He snarled, pushing her cheeks together→

"Tch..." The espada scrutinized the petite arrancar. Honestly he half expected her to beg for death or do the job herself before he reached the castle. But here they were, walking through stone grey walls to the depths of the wing occupied by the octavo and his sole fraccion. →

with every step he took back towards Las Noches. Utilizing his sonido would get them their much quicker but every step was met with the drag of the woman's weight through unforgiving sand, helpless to his strength and it was more satisfying than slaughtering a thousand souls. (×)

nothing here to save you." He rasped with a dangerous lilt in his tone. He was back at her side in a blink, reaching down to tangle matted pink hair in his slender digits, yanking her to poorly stand. "Are you worth death?" He asked, not really interested in an answer while he dragged her with→