❝Declare.❞

This is an independent, selective RP blog of Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck  (  a study in nature vs nurture, the capacity for compassion in the face of cruelty, identity and belonging ) from Tite Kubo’s Bleach. Canon compliant up to CFYOW (hold please – I’m slowly working my way through them.) Any potentially triggering content will be tagged. Crossover, OC and AU friendly. Discord available on request.

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Munday questions @jaeguara || Still accepting

❤️ - What is your favorite character you've written?

You know what I really enjoyed the brief stint in the Fables RPC a long, long time ago as Snow White; because her character and development were just *chef's kiss.* To be honest, it's been a while since I read it, but I discovered it on the back of The Wolf Among Us coming out, and then I stumbled on the source material and thought it was pretty neat in that the characters seemed to draw inspiration from alternative tellings of their fairy tales and fables but made its own thing out of making them a little town and a having them navigate the complexities of needing to navigate modern day concepts, co-operate with each other and formation of a community in the everyday world.

✒️ - What sort of hobbies do you have outside of writing?

So, I’ve said in this post that she’ll consider a person’s motivations for their actions or at least try to. Even if she disagrees with a person’s actions, she cares enough to question the reason why they’re doing them in the first place. Usually, her efforts lead to a resolution and/or greater understanding.

The problem comes when the motivations and/or reasons she’s given don’t align with her well-established values and principles. It’s not that she doesn’t want to understand rather the behaviour, attitudes, or even both clash so harshly with her very firm moral framework that her usual ability to empathise takes a backseat due to being unable to reconcile the two. When that happens, she turns to logic to try to bridge the gap and reconcile it that way instead. And, when that doesn’t work either, having again cycled through frustration and disappointment, etc, she withdraws. Which makes her seem detached, even dismissive. None of the above is a conscious decision; it’s her underlying way of processing the world around her at work.

It's shown in the moments she tells Nnoitra that none of his reasons for fighting are valid reasons. And then protecting him anyway with little - no consideration for why he has the wishes he does, purely because she thinks it’s the right thing to do (having found no reason in them herself). Or in how she, at times, dismisses Grimmjow as someone who simply acts according to his mood rather than considering alternative perspectives or motivations as she normally would.

Nelliel is diagnosed as being all the sins combined.

Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck is diagnosed as being Satan.

❝.....❞

Tagged by: I stole this from somewhere on the dash.

I. Nelliel journals pretty regularly. Originally, it was intended to assist her in understanding and piecing together some of her fragmented memories. It did, however, have an unexpected (though no less beneficial) dual effect; it also assisted her in reflecting and processing her emotions post-retrieval of the majority of her memories and true identity. As her world has become less insular in nature, so too has the breadth of matters she'll fill her journal with, which are typically reflections on: habits and customs of the world of the living, things she's seen that have caught her interest and/or her experiences in both the world of the living and the Soul Society or even books she's given should they resonate particularly strongly with her. There's also the odd recipe littered amidst the pages, either owing to her intrigue in them or dishes she's personally sampled that she wants to replicate (with varying successes). As an additional irrelevant bonus, her penmanship is cursive in style.

Exhaustion has begun to seep into her bones, waiting to claim her. Harribel’s rescue, on top of lending her support during the war, has taken a greater toll on her than she’d care to admit. Yet her mind remains restless, ignorant to her body’s pleas to rest. Instead, responsibility for assessing the extent of structural damage left in the wake of the war had been assumed by her. There’s a peculiar sense of comfort, ruinous as Las Noches was, that it hadn’t completely collapsed into the bone white sands. The same could not be said for some of her kin.

Character development questions @hollownekomata || Closed.

★★★★★★★★☆☆ — strength

★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — offense

★★★★★★★★★☆ — defense

★★★★★★★★★★ — speed

★★★★★★★★☆☆ — durability

★★★★★★★☆☆☆ — accuracy

★★★★★★★★★★ — agility

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — stamina

★★★★★★★★☆☆ — teamwork

★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ — stealth

★★★★★★★★★☆ — close combat.

★★★★★★★★★★— bladed weapons

★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — blunt

weapons

★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ — ranged weapons

★★★★★★★★☆☆ — superpowers/abilities ( inc all members of the cero family ft cero doble )

★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — traps / setups

★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ — medic

I once again stole this from @hollownekomata and once again have no regrets.

Unscripted @chopperpirate || Always accepting

Piqued had been her interest the moment their paths had intersected; he is not of her world. Then again, she's the one that is trespassing in a world she does not belong; she’s far removed from the monochromatic canvas she inhabits. This world teems with colour and life instead. Even so, keen senses do not read spiritual pressure belonging to any Hollow, Soul Reaper or Quincy being exerted from him. He’s no human either. Instinct advises that she should exercise caution as she observes him from a distance; experience has taught her that stature means little when discerning the intent of another. Time to puzzle over precisely what she should call him is not afforded to her; he evidently knows she’s there. However, she doesn’t detect any aggression in his tone as he makes that clear and so too is hostility absent from her demeanour when she steps into view.

SEND “⚡️” AND A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL BE FORCED TO ANSWER HONESTLY @hisdad || Still accepting

The period of time she’d been indisposed is one she seldom ruminates over. Not consciously. For the grief that comes with it – not just for her memory, the reliability of it, or identity but for theirs -- is a difficult beast to tame. It is capable of being quietened but never quite leaving. There are times that it is disturbed and it strikes back with varying ferocity, seeping in like a cold mist or crashing against the shoreline in relentless waves.

Except, this time, it sits in the periphery of her awareness– restrained.