#dordoni

[waifubuki]

[green-apple-juice]

I like that Ichigo's fight with Dordoni foreshadowed the twist with his Vasto Lorde form

[bleach-smashorpass]

[oschvank]

headcanon time: how does nel feel about affection from other arrancar? or even non-arrancar? is she uncomfortable? does she reciprocate? if she does, how does she show it? is she physical? or verbal? both?

headcanon: affection

Like most, it truly depends on the person. Nelliel, however, is more comfortable displaying affection than she is receiving them. The only exception to this are her Fracción and Ichigo. She can rest her head on their shoulder, hug them, scream loudly at the top of her lungs in joy, and in return, they can do the same to her and she won’t question it. 

That being said, there are levels to her physical and verbal affection for people outside of that circle. Las Noches consists of warriors like herself who naturally have their guard up when around other, more aggressive and instinctual driven members. Despite this, there are physical moments when she’d unconsciously dust off dirt from an arrancars uniform, adjust their black sash and collar, tuck a strand of hair behind their ear, even offer them lunch if she ever notices they’ve yet to eat. 

As for Soul Reapers and Quincy, there needs to be a reason for Nelliel to express physical affection. Even then, it’ll take some time to get to the same level of affection she has interacting with arrancars. And honestly, a part of her doesn’t strive to seek that reason. She’ll be cordial and understanding with some when the time calls for it, but other than that, no affection. With humans, she finds no particular reason to interact with them, either. She likes to watch from afar more than anything, though. Likes to marvel at their daily lives and shenanigans.

Verbal affection is less driven, as she’s brutally blunt countless times in her interactions with Nnoitra and Grimmjow. Outside their dynamic, she still shows to be blunt, but it’s far more toned down and appears as comical, dry humour. She is, however, known to encourage others with her words, as she does with Orihime in her kid form. I’d like to believe that later in the TYBW timeline, she express’s verbal affection more, especially when helping rebuild Hueco Mundo and interacting with Halibel and Grimmjow.

As for receiving physical and verbal affection from those outside her circle (arrancars, soul reaper, quincy, and human alike) Nelliel can get rather wary. It’s stands true before her injury and even more so after. Her skull mask has become a sensitive part of her function, and those who reciprocate her affection stun her far more than she’d like. Sometimes, they’re too close, not in her control, and it brings back unpleasant memories. It’ll take time before she can accept someone’s affection and not question it as well.

[keikakudori]

goes around las noches to offer self-made tortillas to lord aizen, respectfully!

he hadn't been expecting an offering of food, but the tortilla is picked up and he takes a bite with a small hum of sound. yes, there's no complaints about free food but he's not used to this kind of offering. and -- self-made? ... did dordoni make this in ---... on second thought? he's not going to ask. he's going to just eat the food and not ask where it came from. call it leftover rukongai habits. besides -- it's not that bad, honestly. maybe if it was warmed up with some butter and sugar... hmmm...

[hirako5hinji]

@dordoni​​ asked:

❝ DAMN hiyori got ya pretty good dis time! ❞

               “ Yer one ‘ta talk! Didn’t we agree that yer s’posed ‘ta distract the brat while I went ‘ta Ichigo’s school? How come she’s runnin’ amok punchin’ unsuspecting people in the face? ”

[ekleipsae]

           ❝  I have NOTHIN’ ta FORGIVE... ❞

Lyrical Starters || @dordoni

[hiyorisarugaki]

"hiyori, the rudest animal's gotta be a goat." *looks at shinji* *looks back at her* "they bump into you without askin'."

“What have ya got against goats?” She doesn’t get it at first, until Love turns his chin towards Shinji’s direction. She spits out her pocky stick and starts bursting into cackles of laughter.

“Oiii!! Haaa! Haha! That’s on you for callin’ him a goat!”

[tigrextoque]

@dordoni​: “My life is basically over.” - dordoni (after aizen probably said ichigo will arrive in las noches soon)

Disturbing. Señor Dordoni was always viewed as a powerful and fun, but down-to-earth individual. If he was pushed to say something that morbid, there’s no way he didn’t mean it. Ergo, something happened to shake him just that much. Though for a man to face his death so readily warranted cool points, it was equally tragic and, pathetic. To think the mighty Privaron would dare claim they march to their deaths.

He smirked, placing a hand atop the bulky guy’s shoulder. “It’s not like you to say things like that, Señor.” He admitted. “You’ve trained us for a long while, y’know? You’re not weak like D-Roy or Aisslinger.” Cheeky namedropping. And yet -- . Of all his fellow soldiers, Ggio probably spent the most time under the former Tres’ care. And it all paid off. “Maybe your perception’s a bit off today. Even I can tell these guys are nothing special. You’ll be just fine.” Grim as their respective realities already were, at least this ‘youngling’ had the confidence to claim their survival. In his mind, their shared time was limited as well -- only until the Lord vanquishes Aizen off his seat.

“Whoever they are, Ossan’s too strong for their likes. You just wait in your station and kick their ass.”

[ciervachimera]

@dordoni All right Hanji here we go!  From here: xxxx

RANDOM (always accepting) @ciervachimera

TRES CIFRAS WAS BIG. a wide area where hiding from someone wasn’t really an issue. dordoni liked the protection offered by the crevices and corners where he often stayed, not only to train but to mentally detox from all the toxicity around him. after all, las noches wasn’t known to be a haven for arrancar who lost their rank.

he also preferred to stay hidden from anyone he didn’t personally know yet. as there was no telling whether aizen would introduce them to begin with or have them fight each other at some point, should he ever grant dordoni the possibility to regain his previous position as the tres. quite a hopeless thought, but not one he let go of yet.

noticing the spiritual pressure of the one stepping further into his den, he could tell that they must belong to halibel. fragments of her spiritual pressure were palpable. once they opened their mouth to let him know they sensed him and that halibel sent them, dordoni was as good as validated that his hunch was indeed correct.

❝ i never made it a secret. ❞  he said plainly. just because he liked hiding it didn’t mean he concealed his spiritual pressure. certainly not from arrancar such as himself. unless aizen said otherwise, everyone was on the same side and fought for the same purpose. to help aizen overrun the treacherous soul society.

sonido-ing down a beam and gracefully landing right in front of the other, dordoni made his grand debut. 6′3 looking down at the smaller arrancar. his broad frame nearly covering them in nothing but shadow. ❝ why should i take anything from the tres. ❞  he scoffed, not even remotely interested to take what they brought of their hands.  ❝ i am busy here. what is this? ❞  he heard them as they said they had no idea what it was. it didn’t stop him from asking anyway.

❝ i have no interest in whatever it is SHE wants me to have. ❞   

It doesn’t take long for the man she’s looking for to show up.  He’s someone she’s never known well.  Back when she was still in her primordial self, she’d seen and felt him, though she’d always run.  She’s starting to remember how that felt, to be without a herd, and her heart quickens...but then she pushes everything from her mind.  It’s not needed.  She’s not what she once was anymore.  Her gruff exterior settles back over her now that she’s aware of how things are.

“Maybe that’s true...but if someone comes to visit...it’s only polite to come out and say hello.  Even I know that.”

And then...he’s right in front of her, a spectacle of speed followed by grace, and then posturing.  She can tell that he’s old like she is, but there’s just a little something missing.  He’s one of the few surviving natural arrancar, so maybe it’s that wildness that every one of them that she’s met retains.  Dordoni is huge compared to her...but she’s part of an even more powerful group.  Emilou stands her ground.  She’s not here for him after all.

He engages in theatrics and the more he says..the less Emilou pays attention.   

“Hey--if I wanted dramatics and bullshit, I’d have knocked on Szayelaporro’s door and gotten at least get *some* hospitality in return.”

She thrusts the box into his hand and scowls.

“Just take it.  Neither of us are happy that I’m here...but we might as well make the best of it.”

[ksaru]

     He had always wanted to believe that Hollow were more than just mindless monsters. Living among the Arrancar had proven this to him. Surely, when they showed such intelligence, and - humanity, there was no reason for Soul Society to be at war with them? He didn’t know enough about Arrancar to begin to understand them properly, and so he attempted to educate himself through conversation. ❝ Is there not more to your life than a military rank? ❞ He asked, calmly. The other seemed rather proud of being the former Tres. Ashitaka, though a former captain, had never carried PRIDE about his rank. But that was because he didn’t think strength was the highest virtue. He wondered... Did ALL Arrancar think strength was everything? / @dordoni​ ,, continued . 

[thorneprincess]

What do they do for a living?

What is their greatest achievement?

Looks at her uniform. Looks back at him. "No offense, but I think what I do for a living is pretty obvious. But if you're asking if I have any side jobs, than no, I don't. Sometimes I think about starting a Sudoku column in Seireitei Communication, but I never have the guts to ask lieutenant Hisagi about it. But I guess helping with sales for SWA counts? For some reason they always seem out of funding."

As for the other question...

Akiko looked away. "I don't have any great achievements, or any achievements at all. I'm not a war hero, a spy on a world ending mission or even someone with any kinds of medals. What you see is what you fucking get."

[yumichikah]

yachiru jumps on yumi's shoulder to put a very beautiful flower into his hair that she just stole from one of the flower shops at the north gate of the seireitei. she lost kenny (again) but is eager to find him. "yumi can you help me find kenny?"

"Wouldn't it be rude to say no after receiving such a nice gift?" Yumichika asked and chuckled, adjusting the flower on his head slightly. Being quite used to Yachiru's antics by now, he knew just how useless it would be to argue with her in the first place, so instead he simply started to walk forwards, looking around in thought. The possibilities for their captain's location were quite endless, but the beauty would do his best to fulfill the pink haired lieutenant's request.

"So where did you see him last? What were you guys up to?"

[madaramee]

"matsu matsu doesn't let baldy win!! go matsu matsu!!!"

@dordoni; @rangikuxmatsumoto

Comes back to life just to yell.

“WHAT MADE YOU THINK THIS WAS A CONTEST, MORON!!!”

[keikakudori]

i followed because my first person i followed when i joined the fandom was godkilller. and you guys were writing with each other around that time i think. i was happy to see an aizen around. and simply decided you're the one. haven't followed another aizen since. and don't plan on doing it anytime soon. :D

What drew you to my blog initially, and what, so far, has made you stay?

what can i say, cas and i are gremlins? but still, thank you, hanji! i'm glad that i've stuck out so much for you and that you enjoy my aizen so much! you're a treat to have on the dash so thank you! here's to my continuing to show off my aizen because i love this asshole so much. i'm going to bite him.

[despairforme]

offers him free tortillas. self-made. enjoy.

     He didn't know what these wannabe-cookies were, but whatever! The point was that they were oversized as fuck, which meant more food. That was always a good thing. He accepted the pancake-like food items, flapping them in his hand a few times. Looked almost like fabric to him. Mah, even if it was fabric, it was still within the category of ' edible '. Nnoitra stuffed one in his mouth and chewed. It was kinda dry, but Nnoitra's mouth was large and if he wanted to, he could easily create enough saliva to make even this dry thing moist. He swallowed and immediately helped himself to another one. Not bad, not bad! Definitely not the best food he had ever gotten, but yeah, definitely not bad! Him just standing there in silence and chewing would have to be enough of proof that he was enjoying himself.