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muzansfangs · 8 months
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If you were their soulmate.
Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Mayuri Kurotsuchi x f!reader; Uryuu Ishida x f!reader.
Format: head canons
Warnings: fluff, basically. Also, be aware that Uryuu is aged up and that Aizen’s part has some toxic traits. He is a walking red flag, after all.
Plot: how would they act if you were their soulmate and they were genuinely in love with you? Was it love at first sight, or were you two just friends at first?
Requested by: @stygianoir I’m sorry if it took me a while! I hope you liked it!
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Uryuu Ishida.
• For someone as logical and rational as him, it was impossible to believe it was love at first sight. Could something like that possibly exist? He did not trust his own feelings around you. You were a good person, he felt comfortable around you. Yet, the way you always seemed to understand him and support every decision he made was quite disturbing. It was impossible to be that connected to someone. It almost felt like a spiritual connection.
• He probably did not have any filter around you and was not afraid to show you his true colors. He was fine with not being judged as soemone too analytical and detached, for once. He liked the way you made him feel normal.
• He did not let anyone hurt you, or offend you in any way. It did not matter if it was during a fight, or in a more casual occasion. He even snapped at Ichigo out of the blue because he had accidentally spilt some coffee on your papers. You found it odd, of course, but it was sweet at some extent.
• He never failed to notice how beautiful you were. He always thought your appearence whetted his appetites, but he restrained himself from crossing the line of friendship for months. Why? He was frightened by the idea of losing you. What if you didn’t want him back? You two were definitely better off as friends. Or so he thought until something happened.
• Something happened, right. That was Ichigo trying to hit on you. He could not let that happen. Now he was absolutely sure that he could be a better boyfriend material than him, therefore he quickly made up his mind and decided to talk to you. Man on a mission: he interrupted Ichigo’s little speech and literally dragged you away from him.
• He thought it would have been easier for someone like him, so logical and precise. He was so wrong. As you two were alone and he could finally confess his feelings to you, he felt his heart sink into his chest. Oh, damn, your eyes. It was all your cute eyes’s fault. He got distracted! Naturally, he messed up his little mental plan on how to make you understand he liked you. Yet, it was cute.
• “Your eyes are so pretty. They leave me speechless” he simply blurted out, clenching his fists down his sides.
• A long silence followed that as you both blushed and you blinked at him in confusion. Uryuu panicked, of course, and the tips of his ears turned red. He knew words were not his forte at this point and he thought about kissing you instead.
• Yet, you surprised him when you said “I love you too, if that’s what you meant. Your eyes not quite bad too, by the way” you whispered, smiling softly.
• Uryuu smiled weakly and hugged you tightly. Yes, there was no doubt about it. You were definitely his soulmate. But his brain had short-circuited again and you had to clear your throat to remind him that he should have kissed you and not hugged you.
Aizen Sosuke.
• It was love at first sight. Or obsession, at first sight. He believed in that concept, but he never thought it would have ever happened to him. He was too self-centered, affected by his god complex and detached from any human emotion to feel a connection with someone. You were more than his obsession, at first. He was curious about you and how you simply seemed to break his walls and go with his flow without getting cut on his edges.
• As you two spent time together, he started to do some researches about the nature of some spiritual bonds among individuals and he found out that you two were most likely soulmates. What a shock. Aizen knew one thing for sure: if you were his soulmate, he had to have you by his side no matter what.
• ‘No matter what’ was a devious concept for him. Why? He did not care about what was the price to pay to win to you over, he would have done it. Or kidnapped you.
• As he watched you stroll around and talking with Shinji, he definitely uttered something among the lines of “Mine of no one else’s”. That night he trimmed his former Captain’s hair. Not long before that, Shinji became one of Aizen’s victims.
• As you seemed to be naturally drawn to him, though, he simply welcomed you into his life. He loved showing you a little soft side of him no one knew. You spent a lot of time sipping on tea and talking about calligraphy. You were so perfect for him. And he definitely loved it when you got too tired and fell asleep over his shoulder.
• Your natural predisposition for meddling into his business and figuring out his plans made him go crazy and he was soon forced to have a serious talk in the middle of the woods with you. You had stand by his side. If you were soulmates, you would have probably agreed in whatever wicked plans he had. Right?
• “Is this the part where you give me the choice to either follow you, or die right here? Of course I am in” you said, as he confronted you. Oh, the wolfish grin plastered over his face at that point was priceless.
• You were not as cruel as he was. You simply stack by his side and followed his orders, but he tried to keep your hands as clean as possible. After all, a beauty as yourself could not become too blood-thirsty. He did not want you to become as Gin, he was happy with having you glued by his hip.
• His confession was smooth. Right before he tricked Hinamori, he invited you to watch the fireworks together. After all, everybody did it and it would have been simply suspicious not to attend the mundane event. However, as you were sitting on the rooftop next to him, eyes twinkling for the technicolor lights exploding in the night sky, he grasped your jaw rather roughly and kissed you passionately.
• “Did I make it loud and clear?” he simply purred in your ear. Of course not. It was more than enough.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi.
• You caught the eye of this man. He probably wanted to experiment on you at first! Yet, as he studied your features better, he had to admit that you were too pretty for that and… What was that strange attraction he felt towards you? He wanted to know you, to be around you, to study you and not on you. The first thing he did after your first meeting was searching for answers and he got thunderstruck when he found them. He had a soulmate? That was absurd. It was weird thinking that you would have been able to understand him wholly and bear him at his worst.
• Ladies and gentlemen, he tried to be polite. The next day he tracked you down and apologized for his behavior. He told you he did not want to use you as a cavy anymore but that it would have been nice of you to help him understand if soulmates existed. That was his attempt to befriend you and it worked. He did not tell you he suspected you to he his soulmate at first. He did not want to scare you away.
• You two spent most of the time in his laboratory, helping him with his researches or, watching him do them, because he lost his patience over everything. But, eventually, you snapped. You tamed that maniac man by literally yelling at his face to calm down.
• He got offended at first.
• That little voice inside him told him to forgive you right away, though. How frustrating it was!
• After struggling to find a solution to a chemistry problem and you casually walked by dropping the solution, he was left speechless. He spent three alone, in the privacy of his room, to talk to himself about how could someone beat him at his own game.
• Months went by just like that, until you decided to sneak into his private room and rummage through his stuff. Finally, you found a file with your name over it and you were quite shocked to read that you were his soulmate. You planned to make your move on him, since he seemed to be too stubborn to confront you about it. However luck was not in your favor.
• He caught you with the papers in your hands and he fumed in anger.
• You were not even surprised by the argument that followed. It had become amusing at this point. But you knew how to turn the tables in your favor. As he yelled at you, you walked up to him slowly until just mere inches devided your faces.
• “How could you do that? You little—” he ranted, throwing his hands in the air as you simply captured his lips in yours with a kiss. Man, he stopped screaming and turned red from head to toe.
• “Oh. That was so much overdued, actually” he commented, rubbing his chin before kissing you again.
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kiwicopia · 3 months
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🔞 MDNI | Kinktober: Face Sitting 🔞
🎃 Mayuri x Wife!Reader 🎃
TW: cunnilingus, thigh holding, slight riding, squirting, eager Mayuri, overstimulation.
tags: @stygianoir @shes-so-insane @uzxotic
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Your husband was always hardworking, and incredibly dedicated to the experiments he worked tirelessly on. It often led him to be worn out by the time he slipped into bed with you, falling asleep before you could ever ask how his day was. As his loving and caring wife, you couldn’t stand to see him like that. So, you took matters into your own hands. Talking him into missing one day of work was the difficult part, but Mayuri could never say no to you. Not when you would bat your eyes and give him that sort of look.
While sitting on his face, his tongue licked quick stripes up your cunt, causing your lower half to squirm. “S-Slow down,” you cried out. He was working you way too fast, not that he could tell. Each lick his tongue made had your hands gripping the headboard, and your nails dug into the wood when the tip of it teased your clit. Though your sudden outburst caused him to slow his movements down just a little. As much as he wanted to devour you, he knew he had to take his time with you. 
“Missed your taste,” he mumbled. Though it was muffled by him pulling you down on his face even more as he buried himself further into your pretty pussy. His togue delved between your folds, causing you to shudder as he slowly enjoyed his meal. The sounds of slurping only made you want to ride against him, and that’s exactly what you did. Your hips eased forward, and your clit brushed against the tip of his nose. The sensation sent pleasurable sparks up your body, and it did well to encourage you further. 
Your husband didn’t mind the motion and focused more on eating you out than the way you tried to sneak a bit of riding in. The steady pace of his tongue brought a constant wave of pleasure that flooded your body, causing your stomach to slowly knot itself as you moaned. The constant slurping noises caused by Mayuri only made you drag your cunt against his face a little more, disregarding any sense of gentleness as your brain focused on the pleasure. 
With his skilled tongue, it didn’t take long for you to reach your orgasm. His name fell from your lips as you cried out, and you would have thought that your husband would cease his licking, but he didn’t. “Honey?” Your body still trembled from release as you called out to him, yet he didn’t respond. Instead, your husband only continued lapping at your cunt, and it caused you to lift your hips up a little. “Wait—” 
A sharp gasp swallowed the rest of your sentence as Mayuri snaked his arms up and over your thighs, pulling you back down onto his face. His tongue began to work faster and faster inside of you with no signs of stopping. Your nails scratched against the headboard again as you tried to tear yourself away from his mouth, but his hold on you was too strong. Your swollen bud felt abused as he slid a thick stripe against it before his lips latched on, sucking it with fervor. 
You wanted him to stop, but it felt too good, and your hips slowly rocked against his face the more he sucked on your clit. The oversensitive bundle of nerves was receiving constant attention, and your thighs repeatedly clenched and unclenched as the familiar knot inside you tightened more and more. 
He was pushing you to the edge of another release, and he soon got what he wanted. Mayuri hummed as your body shook yet again, your cries of pleasure filling his ears as if they were music to his ears. Though he didn’t stop. Not even after you came all over his face. He lapped all over, slurping your juices right up before continuing to bully your pussy with his tongue. His eagerness was the cause of you being a good, little wife to him. Of just wanting him to relax after working so tirelessly and hard. 
You head hung back and you let out another breathy moan when his teeth gently trapped your clit in between them, slowly rolling it around before sucking on it yet again. His arms kept you trapped, and all you did now was sit there while he continued to devour you. Your eyes drooped as you panted, letting out wanton moans every single time a jolt of pleasure shot up your body. Your nerves were on fire at this point from being overstimulated, and you loved it. 
Moan after moan, orgasm after orgasm, Mayuri was making you an absolute mess just from his mouth alone. Your thighs twitched as your slick slid down them, coating his face and wetting it more and more, but he didn’t care. Your body soon hit its limit and you leaned forward, resting your forehead against the headboard while your husband abused your cunt some more. 
Your vision was spotted after the fifth release, and your pleading whines for him to cease turned into desperate ones for him to continue. “Yuri,” you called out to him in such a weak, tired voice. It was ignored as he brought you to your sixth—and final—orgasm of the night. Your body finally slumped forward after gushing all over his face again, and you clung to the headboard as if your life depended on it. Small breaths left your lips as you tried to think, but your mind was too muddled to do so. Too full of thoughts of him having ate you out like a man being served his final meal in life. 
Mayuri shifted beneath you, gently moving in a way that wouldn’t cause you to fall over or off the bed as he sat up. The lower half of his face still had remnants of your juices, to which his tongue worked at licking away, and he watched your exhausted form cling to the headboard. “Sorry,” he apologized. It wasn’t like him to do such a thing, but even he knew that he did too much to you. His arms snaked around your waist, and he pulled you close as he leaned against the headboard. 
“Too much,” you mumbled. 
He hummed in thought. “Couldn’t control myself,” he said. He held you tighter and sighed. “I needed it, though.” When your face buried itself into the crook of his neck, he grinned. “I could use a few more days of this.” 
“Okay,” you replied. You didn’t know what you did by agreeing with him, but you didn’t care. If it meant easing the stress and his tiredness from work, you’d let him eat you out and fuck you all he wanted to. Oh, what a good, little wife you were. 
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spookyshape · 4 months
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my friends convinced me to watch Bleach (they have been going insane about it) and of course THIS has to be my obsession my favorite character
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Bleach Headcanons : Oddities Part 2
More weird stuff that members of the Gotei 13 do. Part 1 can be found here.
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Genryusai Yamamoto
Enjoys knitting and spends his evenings creating intricate scarves and blankets for his squad members. He considers it a form of meditation and finds solace in the rhythmic clicking of the knitting needles.
Has a hidden stash of adorable cat-themed trinkets in his office, gifts from squad members over the years. 
Has a peculiar habit of conducting morning exercises with his subordinates, insisting on leading synchronized stretching sessions that include overly enthusiastic jumping jacks and cartwheels, much to everyone's surprise.
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Shunsui Kyoraku 
Composes dramatic, overly poetic love letters to his favorite sake brands, expressing his undying devotion and appreciation for their taste.
Is known to challenge squad members to bizarre competitions, such as a haiku battle or a contest to see who can take the longest nap. He always claims victory, regardless of the actual outcome.
Keeps a stash of disguises in his office and occasionally infiltrates other squads just for fun, but he's always caught due to his distinctively lazy demeanor
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Izuru Kira
Has a secret collection of adorable plush toys hidden in his office. Whenever he's stressed, he takes a break with these plushies, assigning different voices and personalities to each one. 
Creates a mini zen garden in his office and spends hours meticulously arranging the sand and tiny rocks, finding solace and inner peace in its careful maintenance.
Collects unusual stationery and spends his downtime experimenting with different types of ink and quills. 
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Toshiro Hitsugaya
Develops an unexpected fascination with ice sculpting and spends his free time sculpting intricate, mini ice replicas of notable Seireitei landmarks. He insists they're just practice, but secretly cherishes them in his office. 
Unintentionally is a magnet for lost animals in the Seireitei, and his squad often finds him shooing out stray cats and birds from his office.
 Becomes overly protective of the squad's refrigerator, labeling each item with his name and fiercely defending his snacks from any potential thieves within the squad, even going as far as setting up "ice traps" to catch unauthorized snack bandits
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Zaraki Kenpachi
Pretty sure he’s adopted a pet kitten that he secretly dotes on in his spare time. He refuses to acknowledge its existence in front of anyone and grumbles about "just tolerating its presence," but his squad members catch glimpses of him sneaking it bits of fish and milk.
Started a food stall called "Kenpachi's Cooking Corner" where he attempts to teach his squad how to cook. The sessions usually end in chaos and burnt food, but everyone participates out of fear of upsetting him.
Enjoys reading shoujo manga in secret and has a vast collection stashed away in his office, fiercely denying their existence whenever someone accidentally discovers them, insisting that he got them for Yachiru. 
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Mayuri Kurotsuchi 
Holds "Bring Your Weirdest Invention to Work" days in his lab, encouraging his subordinates to create the most outlandish and impractical gadgets imaginable. However, he always mysteriously makes his own invention vanish right before the judging, claiming it was too advanced for everyone else to comprehend
Holds a weekly "Fashion Forward Friday" where he experiments with unconventional clothing designs, resulting in outrageous outfits that his squad members struggle to comprehend
Has a peculiar habit of meticulously organizing his lab by arranging test tubes and equipment according to their color gradients, which nobody dares disturb for fear of incurring his wrath
Becomes obsessed with perfecting the art of making perfectly shaped and flavored jelly desserts. His squad members often find themselves unwilling taste-testers for his latest bizarre jelly concoctions
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brittscafe · 4 months
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Mayuri, szayel and aizen (seperately ) x fem reader who is like morticia addams
Maybe they are her Gomez 🥺
Fluff and nsfw plz
Yesss so cute 😭
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Mayuri: You're most definitely more well-mannered than Mayuri is and you try to teach him your ways. He has no problem blurting out with his rude ways, but you're always there to put him in his place. Always holding his hand and squeezing it just a little too tight when he says something out of place.
During your most intimate, special moments is where things get interesting. You'll allow Mayuri to experiment with things in the bedroom, but you have very clear rules. If Mayuri decides to break one of those rules, he's definitely punished...👀
Szayel: He loves that you're both alike. The two of you are super protective over each other. He gushes on the inside when he's super excited to show you one of his experiments and you tell him how proud of him you are.
He's definitely a sub in the bedroom and he doesn't mind being told what to do. He loves it when you call him good boy as you're stroking his cock. Szayel will whimper and squirm as you're pleasing him with a grin on your face.
Aizen: Literally worships the ground you walk on. Although, he's used to being the on top and in charge, he will bow down to you. You always wear a deadpan expression on your face, so Aizen has to make sure that you're okay.
Although you might be dominant in your relationship, Aizen won't let you be dominant in the bedroom. He has no problem putting you in your place and showing you who's boss.
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kunekojo · 1 year
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What kind of morning voice do they have and they use it to their advantage for aizen, mayuri and shinji(seperately) plz
You can decide the genre
Yes hi hello :3 here you go, I hope you like it
Morning voice featuring Aizen, Mayuri, Shinji
Warning: NSFW, subtly suggestive
Sosuke Aizen
Aizen almost always wakes up with a hoarse voice. You can literally feel the way it guttural vibrates when he mouths a simple “good morning” and God it drives you crazy.
It just draws you to wrap around him and he takes your signs of interest very seriously. Simply put, he’ll just use it to see you squirm in his arms
He can say anything and you'll just stare at him, delighting yourself with how hot he sounds but when a pair of dirty words creep out of his mouth, you're done
That being said, he'll keep whispering against your ear until just feeling his touch won't be enough anymore
It's the way he can make you so needy with nothing but his voice that gives him an immense sense of overpowering.
So please, prepare yourself for all the things he'll push you to do just by a simple husky demand because that'll take awhile
When he considers he's teased you enough, he'll pull you closer and delight himself with everything you'll do
Kurotsuchi Mayuri
Mayuri’s morning voice is raucous. It's so much different than his usual melodic voice that every time he wakes up beside you and talks, you just stare at him
He notices your the odd expression drawn all over your face and asks what's up but when you tell him it's nothing, he'll leave it at that
But you still can't accommodate yourself to the difference in pitch. Is it that unusual or do you just like it a lot? You'll never know
Yet when he makes a small demand, you'll feel something in your tummy. A pleasant ache that makes you do his biding and longer around him so much that it'll draw his attention
There's clearly something ongoing in your brain and he'll spend some time to figure it out while accidentally giving you more fuel
But when you'll just stare into his eyes and gasp upon hearing him say “Sit still” it makes sense. He's found something to toy around you with
The way you gaze at him causes a grin to bloom all over his face as he slowly begins using his voice to his advantage. He’ll order you to do all sorts of things just because it's so delightful how you listen to every word he instructs you to do
Shinji
Shinji will wake up and say a sweet good morning to you in a gruff, but when you don't answer back he'll worry
He’ll push himself to see what's wrong with you but you're alright. Still, there's something wrong because you keep staring at him with your mouth open
The way he lifts himself and mouths “What's up beautiful?” is music to your ears, so much that you still keep quiet to enjoy more bits of his morning voice. But he's not having it with you
“Can't you tell me what's wrong?” “oh Nothing I just...” you pause but the way he leans in and urges you by saying “you what? Spill it out” just makes you melt so much more
“You sound so good like this.” “huh?”
He's so sleepy that it takes him a while to figure out that you're practically saying he sounds so hot right now, but you help him realize by pulling him into a kiss
When you draw back, he'll think of what to say to get you to kiss him like that again.
There's a wide grin on his face and you can tell he's cooking something. Maybe it's a dirty order or sweet praise but what comes out of his mouth is something else
He’ll say something that sounds so terrible but it's the fact he tries that matters. It amuses you a little
“Let's just keep it like usual, okay?”
He nods in agreement whilst clutching you in his arms as he tries to remember what’ll drive you to the edge
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bleachification · 10 months
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⸻ THE HEART OF RUINS
pairing: kenpachi x doctor!reader
warnings: a lil gory? not really that bad though, just mild descriptions of injuries.
themes: hurt/comfort, short drabble, sorta-established relationship, flashback, sunshine x grumpy (?)
word count: 2.4K (vv short lol)
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Kenpachi knew something was off the moment Captain Mayuri came barreling through his room in near hysterics, frantically inquiring about your whereabouts.
“Where is [name]?” He demanded, eyes shifting around the room in search of you, unusually panicked.
Kenpachi lazily glanced over at the mad scientist, a little curious, a little bored. Mostly irritated. “The hell are you doing in my house?”
“I do not have time to humour simple-minded buffoons like you. The doctor is in grave danger, which means my dear experiment is in grave danger! Now, tell me where [name] went,” Mayuri hissed.
At that, Kenpachi went rigid. Any and all nonchalance fizzled out of existence, replaced by icy tension. “The hell are you talking about, [name] in danger?”
It isn’t possible, he thought. Sure, you didn’t exactly have Kenpachi’s battle prowess, but your own reiatsu and skill rivalled those of the Gotei 13—your healing abilities are only exceeded by Unohana herself.
[Name] hurt? In Kenpachi’s mind, such a thing was inconceivable.
Forbidden.
“Oh for—” Mayuri huffed, exasperated, and quickly spewed out a rapid explanation. “[Name] is helping me test a new drug, and I’ve been monitoring all of their circulatory and respiratory vitals during the serum’s incubation period. Five minutes ago, every vital sign went flat.”
Silence.
A crack! sounded.
The wall splintered and caved in at the force of Kenpachi’s fist striking it.
“What?!” He snarled, the harsh sound ripped from his throat at the news.
Mayuri rolled his eyes. “Yes. Without the host, my research is over, so hurry up and tell me where—“
Before he could utter another syllable, Kenpachi bolted out the door, sword in hand—his eyepatch long forgotten on the bedside table. The force was so great, it sent Mayuri’s headpiece flying off.
“Bumbling idiot!”
As he swore up a storm, the mad (and equally furious) scientist chased after the speeding cyclone of a captain, all while praying for the safe return of his experiment.
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“Hello there.”
Zaraki Kenpachi stared down at the figure before him. His own stature dwarfed you in comparison, and the scar on his hardened features did nothing to soften his visage.
You greeted him with a gentle smile all the same.
“Huh? What are you?”
“I am the new head field doctor, [name]. It is so nice to meet you,” you grinned. Strangely, Kenpachi isn’t annoyed by it, nor by the way you treated him—as if you’d known him his whole life. “I have heard so much about you, Captain Zaraki.”
“New field doctor? Never heard of ya,” he said.
“Captain! You can’t just—”
Kenpachi’s gaze swivelled towards his number three. Ikakku fell silent at the look in his captain’s eyes.
“It’s alright, Ikkaku. I don’t mind. Go ahead and help the others. Your captain and I have much to discuss,” you reassured him.
The Third Seat looked unconvinced, but relented at your pacifying tone. He shot an anxious look at his captain before exiting the field, leaving you alone with Kenpachi.
He regarded you with mild disinterest, but you paid no heed. There was only one thing on your mind.
“Please lie down, Captain.”
Kenpachi’s eyes narrowed. “This is nothing. I can still fight.”
You peered down at the five-inch hole in his stomach. The wound was so deep, you were surprised he was still standing, much less speaking to you. Blood gushed out in streams, and the more he breathed, the more flesh teared. As a doctor, you were impressed at his tenacity. As a person, you were horrified.
You smiled sweetly. “I will not ask again.”
He only scoffed before turning his back to you.
One step.
Two steps.
Kenpachi took three steps away from you before you wrapped a hand around his neck and tapped the base of his throat with three fingers—light as a feather and as effective as a tranquilizer. Your power flowed through his veins and pooled in his stomach, shutting off any and all protests.
Kenpachi’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed to the ground.
“Oh, shit,” you muttered, a grave oversight made. How the hell were you going to lug this giant back to base camp alone?
“Shit, shit, shit, shit…”
“[Name]?”
“Oh, Ikkaku, thank god!”
The shinigami had come back. His eyes widened at the sight before him.
“I’m going to need some help.”
It took a few tries and a lot of breaks, but the two of you managed to successfully drag the captain back to the medical cabins.
Kenpachi woke up from his medically-induced coma a day later, demanding to fight you.
“Where’s that damned doctor? I’ll—”
You waved a hand of dismissal as you walked into his ward. Your nurses scattered, all wearing expressions of relief as they left.
“No need to shout, my dear patient. I am right here.”
“You,” he growled, the accusation ripe on his tongue.
“Me,” you sighed, rubbing your dry eyes with a gloved hand. The fatigue lingered despite your best efforts of staying alert.
Kenpachi faltered as he took in your state. His words were still gruff—unkept, but softer, somehow. Careful.
“What's wrong with you?”
You squinted at him, vision blurry. “Huh?”
“You look like hell,” he grunted.
You blinked, his comment catching you off guard. It caught you so off guard that you found yourself bursting into laughter—or hysterics, you weren’t sure.
“Believe me, I feel like it too,” you breathed, all sorts of aches flooding your muscles. You rolled your shoulder and made your way to his bedside, about to check on his wounds. “So if you want to fight me, it will have to wait until I am rested. Though you’ll win regardless, so I don’t really see a point in it.”
Kenpachi eyed you warily as you got closer, but the tension left him after you finished fiddling with the IV, letting the second dose of morphine hit.
“You never know. Maybe you’re just what I need in an opponent. You knocked me out earlier, remember?” His tone was almost… hopeful? It made you smile, despite your exhaustion.
“You were severely weakened, Captain Zaraki. Three types of venom were found festering within your body. Your organs were shredded to practically nothing. The fact that you survived is nothing short of a miracle, and most definitely beyond me. Hell, beyond the scope of anatomy and physiology itself.
“All that, and it still took me an immense amount of energy to put you to sleep. If you were any closer to your original strength, I would likely be dead,” you pointed out matter-of-factly.
It was true. The sheer power he contained and the potential he had… it was nothing short of monstrous.
Kenpachi barked out a laugh. “How boring.”
“I shall take that as a compliment.”
He laughed again. You found you quite liked the sound of his laughter.
“You have a nice laugh,” you pointed out.
Kenpachi doesn’t respond, only slides you a look of half-boredom and half-nonchalance.
“You could at least say thank you,” you teased.
“I don’t do that,” he grunted.
That time, it was you who laughed.
“You don’t say…”
You glanced at him, and the motion made you dizzy. You squeezed your eyes shut for a few seconds in an attempt to curb it as everything went hazy.
“Damn. That was some really bad vertigo,” you murmured.
Kenpachi tilted his head, craning his neck. “What?”
“I said—” you paused as the world tilted left.
Then, right.
Then, upside down.
“Hey—what’s wrong with you?!”
The last thing you remembered before blacking out is the warmth of large arms wrapping around you, and a string of curses that came from their owner.
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Kenpachi ignored the biting winds whipping against his skin and the harsh summer heat bearing down on his back as he sped across mountains and plains. Sweat streamed down the frame of his face from the effort, slowing only against the rigid tension in his jaw.
Move, he thought.
Faster, he pleaded with himself.
Just get to them.
The last time Kenpachi had felt panic to such a degree was four years ago—when he had witnessed your unconscious form crumple to the hospital floor, unresponsive to his shouts. Your head had been cradled in his palm, mere inches from hitting the stone floor.
It took six hours for you to wake up, and by that time, Kenpachi had reached a new level of anxiety—one that he did not realize he was capable of. For some obscure and completely unknown reason, the captain who had never cared much about anything seemed to care way too much for a stranger. The feeling gnawed at him and made him uneasy. Such a person was dangerous. He should get rid of you, yet, as soon as you began to lose your balance, his first and only instinct was to catch you—to protect you.
But this time, he may be too late.
Kenpachi shook that paralyzing thought out of his head and pushed himself to even quicker speeds. Solid surroundings turned to vertical blurs as he cut through forests and lakes in his haste.
As the sky shifted to black and the air grew cold, he finally slowed to a stop. Kenpachi found himself at the edge of a familiar cliff overlooking miles and miles of flat fields. On them, rested hundreds of stone pillars and ruins of a broken city. A vast civilization that once flourished—-now eroded by time’s decay, leaving only rotted land and torn buildings.
Where…?
Kenpachi screamed your name. The only answer he got back was the faded echo of his own voice.
A soft scuffle sounded behind him.
It was not you. Kenpachi knew this and pulled his blade out, as fast as lightning and deadlier by tenfold. The ragged metal glinted underneath the moon’s glow as it pointed at its victim, the tip mere millimeters from the hollow of Ikkaku’s throat.
“Captain. We’re here to help,” Ikkaku announces. If he was threatened by Kenpachi, he did nothing to let it show.
Behind Ikkaku stood the entirety of Kenpachi’s squad. All of whom were drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, sharing the same grim expression of determination.
“If you come back with empty hands, you will die with empty hands,” Kenpachi promised in a low voice.
No one argued. No one complained. Squad 11 dispatched, ready to either bring you back to Kenpachi or forfeit their lives.
The captain ignored his squad members, and jumped straight off the cliff into the rubble below. The ground shook in protest underneath his heavy footsteps as he searched through stone caverns and collapsed wreckage in a crazed, feral frenzy, blind to everything but his desperate need to find you.
Rocks tumbled, dust flew into the air, and darkness crept its way alongside Kenpachi as the night aged. Hours and hours passed without a single sign of life.
Not one squad member had reported anything back to their captain since the search began.
A guttural roar ripped free from Kenpachi as he hit the peak of his rage and frustration. Sheer panic sliced through his bones. He dug through solid walls, fingernails broken and bleeding, calling out your name until it burned his throat to speak.
Think.
Kenpachi had to think. His mind was racing—a storm of jittering anxiety and distress. The thought of you was the only pillar of order in that whirling chaos.
You.
His doctor.
The one who promised to save him, always. Forever.
That day, he had silently vowed to do the same. He would not break that promise tonight.
With renewed clarity, the captain scanned the horizon, squinting at the darkness. His squad members roamed the land, yelling your name and searching. Kenpachi ignored them and focused, looking over each area with a critical eye.
A dull glint of something caught his eye. It peeked out from underneath a huge mass of crumbling granite that had fallen in place of what looked like the entrance to an abandoned mausoleum.
Kenpachi got closer.
The metal’s shape came into form. A familiar ring.
He bolted.
In one swift motion, Kenpachi had heaved the stone slab away, removing the only obstacle between him and what was on the other side.
Your broken body, bruised and caked with dried blood, laid there as still as a corpse. Your complexion was paler than the marble tiles you were found on, and your skin was so cold that it made Kenpachi shiver when he gently gathered you into his arms.
“Hey…” his voice had never been so quiet. He had never felt so small, so helpless.
You didn’t respond.
Kenpachi felt for a pulse, heart hammering, and almost collapsed in relief when he found one, albeit faint.
A few of the squad members realized what had happened and started to swarm, all having similar reactions of shock and fear.
“Is that…?”
“Oh god, do you think—“
“Get Mayuri here now!” Kenpachi barked out, interrupting the whispers and startling the soldiers back into action. They scrambled to locate the other doctor, leaving their captain and yourself alone by the tombs.
You still had not awoken.
“C’mon… Wake up… [name], wake up,” Kenpachi muttered, softly stroking your matted hair. His hands shook, fingers trembling as he kept you within his grasp.
After what seemed like lifetimes, but were probably only mere minutes, Mayuri came running, Ikkaku followed with a myriad of odd (medical?) aids in his arms.
“Damned… give them to me!”
A possessive, irrational streak reared its ugly head and Kenpachi almost refused, clutching you closer, until his senses knocked him straight. He relented, though not without reluctance.
Mayuri immediately got to work, and after a long stretch of tense waiting, he had stabilized you.
“[Name] will be fine, but we need to get them back to the city.”
At those words, the pressure in Kenpachi’s chest that had been present since the beginning of the whole ordeal finally lifted, and he felt like he could breathe again.
He would chew you out later for being so stupid, but for now, he had you.
You were safe.
And that was the only thing that seemed to matter.
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lairu · 5 months
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Mayuri after the whole stolen bankai situation (he finally snapped)
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nolhann · 9 months
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Sooo... I saw that collection of drawings and I saw the image above the C and..
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HOW COME I NEVER SAW THAT DRAWING BEFORE ??
Excuse me, Mayuri in a suit, yes please ! He looks so good Omg 💖😭🥰
I don't know if it was posted before but eh.. let me simp.
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suukidraw · 9 months
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Mayuri says you are gay
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gallusrostromegalus · 11 months
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Mayuri broke out of hell and his sword is his parole officer??? I need elaboration immediately, I have such a morbid fascination with Mayuri he's my horrifying little torture meow meow
So some important things about Hell in AEIWAM:
I haven't read any of Kubo's newer work and I do not have plans to unless someone can vouch that it's really, really cool
They REALLY don't want anyone to stay there, because Hell is functionally Rehab.
See, the function of Hell in AEIWAM is to act as a sort of repair shop for damaged souls- souls that harm others don't produce as much energy when they move from one plane to another, and prevent other souls from completing their cycles and that's bad for The Life Machine, so it's in The Machine's interest that those harmful souls Stop That ASAP. So in hell, a Soul that has say, done a bunch of murder is meticulously taken apart and examined by Demons, who figure out Why He Did That, and then come up with a treatment program to Make Sure He Doesn't Do That Next Time. Sometimes it's therapy, sometimes it's hard labor to undo the spiritual pollution you caused, sometimes they have to uh. vivisect a soul and remove an unhelpful segment of soul. There's no BAD souls or soul fragments, according to the Demons of Hell- what's dangerous egotism in one person is a healthy level of self-esteem in another person and you just gotta... swap the spiritual organs, as it were. The demons really, really want you to get better!
3. They also don't want you to stick around because Hell has a bit of an overpopulation problem.
See, when the Four-to-Five Noble houses dismembered the Soul King and used parts of his body to black off the spirit world according to political preference rather than any kind of functionality, they tried to block off Hell entirely, perhaps to evade the fate that awaited them.
But they fucked up, and now the only part of Hell that's Blocked is THE EXIT, and it's blocked by God's Divine Ass :/. Now, there is, technically, An Exit built in, as it were, but it's very small compared to the original exit, and now there is a Queue To Get Out.
This has created MANY problems for Hell- The Demons have a running Metric for "Does this soul REALLY need to go to rehab?"*, and even with it stripped down to the most generous assumptions of "this was probably more circumstances than your fault" and most limited definitions of "Harm" and "Danger", there's still a steady stream of souls entering Hell, and it's larger than the stream escaping out. So now the majority population of Hell is Perfectly Fine people who completed their Rehab, but can't leave because the airport is closed.
*The reason soul society doesn't attempt to reunite people in the afterlife is that they actually cannot- who goes where after death is the provenance of Hell, and shinigami don't have any input on the process, save to occasionally herd someone back into the afterlife queue via Konsho.
It's getting. Crowded.
It's getting crowded to the point that Hell is actually starting to Burst at the seams- which is a solution and a problem- these crack represent the dimension literally unravelling, but it's also an opportunity for The Ruler Of Hell to stabilize those cracks and make new exits and move a bit more of that Queue along.
It's during one of these stabilization projects that Mayuri makes his escape.
(Continued under the cut)
The thing is. Mayuri wasn't even in that much trouble! He'd been the Medieval Japanese equivalent of a Fry Cook in life and uh. Poisoned a few people trying out new recpies, mostly involving novel culinary mushrooms. His fault, if you had to pick the main one, was an overabundance of curiousity relative to his sense of caution and a minor problem of not being able to imagine the interiority of others. None of those are EVIL. Dangerous, sure! But entirely fixable! and Mayuri had been quite young when he died because he had gotten a little too curious and tried his latest recipe out himself.
So Mayuri had been assigned to Jizo. In Real Life, Jizo is a pretty cool religious figure- he's the Bohdisattva who's whole thing is that absolutely no-one is incapable of becoming a better person, and refused to achieve Nirvana until all the hells are empty. He's the last guy out when the universe ends, and the particular patron of dead children and orphans. He is associated with caterpillar imagery because he wears a long cloak that all the lost souls of children can take shelter under, and when they all trail out behind him, it looks a bit like he's a centaur with a caterpillar body from all the little legs sticking out from under him.
...Which is why Mayuri's Zanpaktou looks like that.
Jizo seems like a WEIRD spirit to be hanging out with Mayuri imho, unless Jizo was originally Mayuri's Guardian/therapist/parole officer, and Mayuri did something shitty.
I think Mayuri HAD been making a lot of progress in terms of "the scientific process is a PROCESS for a reason" and "Other beings have feelings too" and "Harming others is Bad", and he's a clever lad who could be doing a lot of good if pointed in the right direction, so Jizo advocated for Mayuri to be put on one of the Hell-Crack stabilization teams to give him a good outlet for his restless mind.
Unfortunately for Jizo, he miscalculated how much progress mayuri had actually made vs his desire to not go to rehab, and Mayuri pulled some sort of stunt that bound Jizo to a sword like an Asauchi, and absconded with him to the Spirit world through the crack, promptly got arrested for More Science Crimes in spirit world, got sent to the Maggots Nest, and eventually caught the attention of Urahara, who saw the Chemistry Brilliance of Mayuri and exactly NONE of the Red Flags.
As it stands Mayuri is... Sort-of the captain of the 12th division.
Sure, on paper he's The Captain, he gets to wear the Haori and has to go to the meetings, but R&D is only a fraction of what the 12th actually does- rememer, Urahara is the guy that STARTED Research and Development. Before that, I think the 12th division was 100% devoted with being the gotei-13's SUPPLIER- food, uniforms, medicine manufacture, weapons repair, gigai, soul candy, maps, communicators- if you got it for work, it was made in the 12th division.
I think Mayuri is aware of maybe 12% of what his division actually does, because the people who are in charge of manufacture were around before Urahara, took one look at that man and went "...Nah" and started quietly Not Telling Him About Things. When Mayuri took over, they went "Absolutely Not" and have been engaged in a century-long farce to prevent the captain of the 12th from knowing what his division actually does. Fortunately for them, it's extremely easy to lie to Mayuri. He's a suspicious bastard, but he LOVES good news, especially the kind of news that is good because it means he doesn't have to go to another boring-ass meeting. So things are JUST FINE down in manufacture, your latest improvements were TOTALLY IMPLEMENTED and are going GREAT. Everyone remarks on how much better the MREs are since we started adding live beetles to them Sir. Your Genius is Much Praised- Whoops Is That The Time? Gotta Go- the science never stops!
He's going to run into a bit of a stumbling block in Las Noches though. Not Sayzel, though Sayzel doesn't help. He's going to run into the consequences of a Former Experiment that are REAL FUCKIN' MAD AT HIM. No, not Uryuu, though Uryuu is FAR FROM PLEASED. Mayuri is going to have to face the consequences of a much worse experiment- one based on the procedures of disassembling and reassembling souls he learned while he was in Hell. Mayuri will have to face The Wrath Of Kon
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moonlessoul · 11 months
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shes-so-insane · 10 months
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Hi
Sfw and nsfw headcannons for mayuri plz
Mayuri Kurotsuchi SFW/NSFW Headcannons
This man does NOT get enough love. The two second clip of him with no face paint <3.
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Warnings: Experimental smut, a little pain. ------------ SFW -It took a LOT to flirt with this guy. He just couldn't get a single hint. Might be book smart, street smart is another thing. -It wasn't your appearance that interested him, but your wit and devotion to his squad. You seemed to be a crazy type too, just as loud as he was. -Took special notice when you stayed late. You start to help him with small tasks. -Coming in late to the lab one night, you see him anxiously waiting with an odd arrangement of foreign flowers. -"I... saw in the human world they give these things to people they find alluring." He shoves them at you, but you know there's a blush under all that makeup. -Takes a long time, but lets you lay in his lap while he works. -Will sit and ramble about his new findings to you. -"A date? How can I invent things when a romantic evening is distracting me! Fine, fine. I'll take you to dinner this weekend." grumble grumble. -Pet names, "My pretty", "Bunny" "My sweet". _________ NSFW -very low sex drive, so he created toys for his partner to amuse themselves with and fulfil their needs so he can work. -All sorts of toys, different shapes, functions, intensities. Of course he needs to test them on you first. -"A very interesting noise you just made. Can you do it again?" -Very interested in experimenting what pain can do to increase pleasure. Starts all sorts of 'experiments' with you, teasing you until you're an absolute mess. -When he does find time to be intimate, he's not big on too much touching. -Cock warming! Sitting on his lap while he types away or writes a report. -"Stop squirming, (Y/N)! I'll use you as my next subject if you don't stoooppp~" _________________ THANKS FOR THE REQUEST!
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spookyshape · 3 months
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the worms that ate me will one day eat you
heavily inspired by Kill me, Ace! - "Worm"
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Bleach Headcanons: Skincare
Who’s the skincare expert and who uses just soap and water?
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Jushiro Ukitake:
He doesn’t believe in flashy skincare, thinking it needs to be convenient, gentle and affordable. Think of brands like Cerave, Cetaphil, and La Roche Posay. He’ll probably have a trusted cleanser he’s been using for years (centuries?), a reliable serum, maybe retinoid based (gotta use something anti-aging at this stage) and a good, hydrating moisturizer (illness makes his skin dry and he hates looking that way). 
Byakuya Kuchiki:
Can and will only buy the best of the best. A skincare snob. Even if there’s an amazing drugstore brand, he refuses to use it. SK II, Tatcha, and La Mer are all you’ll find in his bathroom cabinet. Of course he follows the 7 step Korean skincare routine. Cleanse twice, toner, essence, serum, moisturizer eye cream. Adds a sunscreen if he plans on going out. He will not compromise his routine for anything, so be prepared to wait for him as he goes through this process everyday, twice.
Renji Abarai:
He’ll pretend like he doesn’t do any skincare but he has his little stash of items he uses for self-indulgence. He enjoys wearing face masks (thanks to Rukia), which he applies after using a cleanser that’s trending, like from Tula or Drunk Elephant. The man somehow has balanced skin so he’ll use an everyday moisturizer like the Clinique Moisture Surge. 
Kensei Muguruma:
He uses his body wash as face wash, and whatever body moisturizer he has on hand he uses on his face too. What’s the point after all? It’s skin. As long as it’s clean and not cracking, there isn’t a problem. 
Mayuri Kurotsuchi:
He creates his own skincare but it’s kind of questionable. He claims his skin can tolerate quite a lot, so his skincare always has heavy amounts of acids in it; glycolic acid, salicylic acid, ascorbic acid. Top this off with a heavy dosage retinol. Does it work? We may never know from all the makeup he uses on his face. At least he removes all of it before sleeping (?). 
Kisuke Urahara:
He also makes his own concoctions, but in a much less dramatic way than Mayuri. Grows his own ingredients, like oranges for vitamin C, mint for salicylic acid, and carrots for retinol. Think of his products like a  clean, organic skincare line that he wouldn’t sell to anyone unless he’s happy with it himself. He rarely buys commercially available products but the one thing he will spend his money on is sheet masks, they’re convenient and he honestly finds them tedious to make on his own.
Shinji Hirako:
He may not show it, but this man is very self conscious about his appearance. He has a mix of both popular and indie skin care brands. Think Belif, Youth to the People and Drunk Elephant. He probably regularly cleanses and uses a moisturizer, maybe something with vitamin C in it, since he can’t have people seeing the dark circles under his eyes.
Ichigo Kurosaki:
Essence? Toner? Serums? Isn’t a cleanser just soap? Give him some bar soap and a CeraVe moisturizer. He doesn’t have time to figure this shit out. There’s people that need to be saved and stuff. 
Rose Otoribashi:
Yes, he knows the difference between a toner and an essence. He also thinks essences are a gimmick. Give him a balancing cleanser for his oily skin, and a toner with some salicylic acid in it to further help the oil. Add a vitamin C serum and a lightweight moisturizer and he’s ready to rock. 
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How they fall in love and confess to fem reader for gin, aizen, shinji, mayuri (seperately )
Maybe au where they are all alive
Fluff plz
I apologize for how long this took me to write, but I wanted it to be perfect 😭
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Gin:
You're not scared of him like most people are.
He's super intrigued by you and the way you're not afraid of him at all.
His smile is always genuine when he's around you.
Gin is very flirty with you and loves it when you blush from his comments.
When he first starts to fall in love with you is when he lets you in on his pranks or you two can just sit in silence together, reading or something.
He feels super comfortable around you and loves the way that you make him feel.
When he confesses, he's actually playing a prank on you.
At the end of the prank, a bouquet of flowers show up in Gin's hands along with a letter that details his feelings.
Aizen:
All I gotta say is good luck once he realizes that he loves you.
When he's really in love with you, he's stalking you.
Not really in a creepy way (kind of), just watching you and making sure you're safe.
Sometimes, he'll even send Gin or Kaname to watch over you or escort you to places.
It shows in his actions that he loves you or when he has really deep conversations with you.
He loves cooking with you.
Aizen sets up a very nice and romantic dinner in his room where you help him cook.
As you're helping him cook, he'll say that he has feelings for you.
Shinji:
I feel like it's love at first sight for Shinji.
When he first lays eyes on you, he's super attracted to you physically.
Shinji is bold and comes up to talk to you, falling in love with your personality as well.
He spends every moment of his time with you, teasing you and being super playful with you.
As for Shinji confessing, he's very up front about it.
There are moments where he confesses to you straight up, but then tells you he's just kidding or joking around.
When Shinji sees that you can't handle the joking around anymore, he'll come up to you.
He'll just cup your face and press his lips on yours.
Mayuri:
Since he spends all his time in his lab, I definitely think you have to be part of the same squad or always in the lab 24/7.
He first starts to notice you when you stay late and even help him out with his work.
Mayuri finds himself stealing glances over at you when you fast at work at your desk.
He'll even move your desk closer to his or pull your chair over to examine his work.
He likes that you accept who he is and how his work is really important to him.
I think Mayuri definitely takes time to confess to you and fall in love with you.
One night, you walk late into the lab to help Mayuri and you find the entire lab light up with candles.
You find Mayuri standing in the middle of the lab without any of his makeup or anything, just bare faced and vulnerable.
He wanted you to see who he really was when he confessed his feelings towards you.
I mean...your jaw drops open when you first see him.
Honestly, he doesn't have to say a single thing or confess, you can just read his mind.
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