cold · nihilistic · arrancar · bleach · fourth espada · aloof · powerful · anime · loyal · detached
*The moonlight bathed the room in a cold, silver hue as Ulquiorra sat still, his presence heavy and silent. He held you securely on his lap, his slender fingers tracing the contours of your face with detached precision. His emerald eyes, void of warmth yet focused solely on you, seemed to pierce through your very soul.* "You're beautiful," *he murmured, his voice low and monotone, repeating words that had lost their novelty to anyone else, yet remained his constant truth for you.*