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Alright fuck, here we go. I did that Then And Now thing I said I was gonna do. So here's my 2016 art I was pretty proud of at the time:

And 2024 using the same type of pen (Bic ballpoint I am SO sick of bic ballpoint but it's done omfg)

I'm pretty proud of this one too (i spent SO fuckjng long on it, if i wasnt proud of it, I'd probably be devastated smh):3 And uhhhh idk if the old one had a premise beyond Mayuri looking vaguely spooky amidst some tech.. but by the last panel of the new one, I decided he's running some diagnostics on his brain (aka trying to figure out wtf is wrong with him) and you can take this to be as 'haha he needs to know why he's so weird' lighthearted or 'oh shit that has heavy implications' serious as you want:3

Below the cut is just another pic of the new one that I tried to doctor a bit (Bic ballpoint also sucks to photograph cuz it is shiny), figured I'd use a basic ass photo for comparison just like the old one, wanted to be level on all fields so I can properly pummel my old self>:3

Btw the paper I used for this has been perfectly fine for literally everything else - that being pencil sketches and felt tip pen - I have Ever done on it, yet between ballpoint needing a heavier hand, loads of re-sketching and erasing, then just.. my hand being all over it for several hours, it was SO warped and ready to crumple and/or tear. Like. I have better paper. I have SO MUCH fucking paper. But here I am using the shittiest stuff I have bc uh... fjddhvdvdvd idfk:p

It's sketch paper btw. Like when u see a sketchpad that's just as big as the ones surrounding it, but it's mysteriously way cheaper? Then u open it up and feel the paper and yr like

Yah it's that paper

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So

I don't talk about this much on this blog cos I like to keep my interests somewhat connected but I'm a huge Cult of the lamb fan. Been enjoying the game for at least almost as long as it's been out.

The game is also my second choice in cosplay. I usually work on two costumes at once for conventions at a given time.

I want to cosplay most characters from the roster.

All bishops and a couple extra npcs that I adore.

I wanna talk about this cos I'm real proud of what I accomplished this year.

This year I managed to take a plain black Monk costume and turn it into an almost perfect replica of a Bishop's robe.

It's been months of sewing by hand, painting, threading and general cutting down to size fabric of which I bought WAY TOO MUCH OF BY ACCIDENT

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The crown itself has taken me just as long. After facing issues last year with the lamb and it's crown I had to take extra steps, investing in a glue gun and 100 extra sticks and more durable yet light materials.

I know it's a change from my usual postings but I'm immensely proud of this from not sewing by hand for nearly ten years. I went above and beyond and I'm super proud of this and wanted to share.

Also don't mind my wig head. He's old and is the display for my current Mayuri hat as well as how I glue head things together.

He's an old and well used lad 😂

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I always loved these!

More fake summons because it was a request and I feel like I have no inspiration anymore…

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Kenpachi: Not everything is about you.

Mayuri: That's fucked up and I refuse to believe it.

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Do you have rizz? 🤫🧏

" Does that answer your question dear anon ? " ~

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HAPPY TRANS AWARENESS WEEK FOLKS!! 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

These past few weeks have been tough, and there's been a hell of a lot of negativity born in the world. So here's a Mayuri, living his best life, having some T, with his phalo and top surgery scars proudly displayed.

Carry him with you in your pocket. For luck. Also, if you feel low, remember, he's probably dissecting someone and laughing maniacally and so can you! Find a terf to cut open and laugh! I mean... *clears throat* find something that brings you joy and makes you smile!!

I did 2 versions, pre and post-surgery, as a little reminder that, no matter where you are in your transition journey, and whether you want/can have surgery or not, you're still trans and you're still valid.

Don't let the transphobes get ya!!

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZARAKI!

This here will be very based on this quote alone:

Happy birthday Zaraki! I had to do this for ya, since for Mayuri's birthday, my plans went down the drain!

Slice, dice, science - Kurotsuchi Mayuri/Kenpachi Zaraki, kenmayu, Zayuri

TW: Blood, violence, strong language

Mayuri sighs deeply on his way to the 11th division. Stars had to align so EVERYTHING that could possibly go wrong in a single day, already did. Akon called a day off, for some nebulous reason. He had to send Nemu off to help the Women's association with something urgent, at Nanao's request...

So that all meant he had to leave his lab.

Outrageous, outright unacceptable. And even more so because that wasn't a good reason!

Zaraki needed a new eyepatch with urgency. His older one wasn't controlling his spiritual energy properly anymore, so until he could come up with a better and more efficient model, Mayuri would have to stroll to that barbarian's division to give him a temporary one. He could feel the waves of spiritual energy from afar. That certainly needed fixing but...

Why now?!

Why him?!

"Ow..."

He looks up and sees the sun shining very brightly and hot above:

"Why did I even leave my futon today."

As soon as he sets foot in there, having to breathe very deeply, thanks to Zaraki's barely restrained Reiatsu, he can hear screams.

He would've thought he would be hearing screams of terror. But no.

If anything, it sounded like they were having fun?

"That's all you two can do? Seriously?"

"Not our fault, Captain. You are just too strong today."

"Today?" Thought Mayuri to himself, recognizing Yumichika's voice "As if that beast has a moment where he ISN'T strong."

Zaraki laughs loudly:

"C'mon you two. Make some effort. It almost feels like I am fighting two weak hollows or something."

Mayuri huffs. Why did he have to be so loud all the time? Why couldn't he have a modicum of composure? He had a pleasant voice, but he had to yell so much.

"It's almost like he needs a teacher, I swear."

Mayuri heard Ikkaku's voice next:

"You say that like we had any chance at all. Ever."

"You do. You just are being lazy today, for some reason."

Yumchika answers, his voice sounding tired:

"Captain, we've been trying to keep you entertained... For hours now."

Another voice says:

"But Kenny didn't even start to have fun!"

Mayuri holds the bridge of his nose:

"Oh, absolutely amazing. The pink demon is here too."

He can hear Yumichika's complaint:

"Didn't even START?!"

Zaraki answers:

"She is right. And if you two don't get out of the way right now... Guess I will be fighting dummies for the rest of the day. Maybe for the whole week."

For as much as a genius Mayuri was, sometimes, he did get extremely tired. The sun, having to leave his lab behind with his subordinates when his two most trusted ones were out, the fact he couldn't get an ounce of sleep that night and to be honest, that whole week. All of that was taking a toll on him that day.

Sometimes he was too tired to think and react fast. Sometimes that caught up to him. Normally, he could just ignore his own body, brush his tiredness aside.

But that was why he didn't get the silent alert on Zaraki's voice at that moment. He was just standing there, on Zaraki's porch, not out or in.

It didn't dawn on him.

He didn't even jump out of the way when Zaraki's slash went through the wall directly ahead of him and right through his shoulder .

While he was feeling Zaraki's spiritual energy literally burning his way through him, he heard Yumichika's voice:

"Captain! Oh my, the repairs for this will be so expensive!"

He ran out just as blood gushed out of Mayuri's shoulder.

Yumchika froze, red droplets flying over his face and hair.

Mayuri's golden eyes were very wide as he stumbled back and Yumichika yelled in a panic:

"CAPTAIN, YOU JUST KILLED CAPTAIN KUROTSUCHI!"

Mayuri held on to his own bleeding wound to not fall down. He felt cold immediately, pain making him shake, not being able to think or process anything for several minutes.

At first, he didn't see Zaraki, Yachiru and Ikkaku joining Yumichika. In fact he couldn't see or hear anything, his head started pounding, his shoulder burned like the sun above.

But he was Mayuri Kurotsuchi. He wasn't going to let a barbarian ruin his day even further.

He took several deep breaths, straightened his back through the pain, and immediately snapped back:

"Are you OUT OF YOUR MIND?!"

Zaraki, caught by surprise, retorted:

"And you think I knew you were there?!"

Ikkaku immediately adds:

"Oh, we need to take him to the four..."

Mayuri grits his teeth and says, sarcastically:

"Don't you dare finish that sentence, Madarame! None of you will... Take me anywhere!"

He took a flask out of his Haori and downed it right in front of their eyes. It was one of his most recent creations.

His bleeding immediately stopped. He was still feeling the pain of a thousand stabs on his shoulder, but he wouldn't give Zaraki the pleasure of seeing him falter.

Scaring Yumichika greatly, Mayuri started his war path to Zaraki:

"Normally, I would be getting right back at you for this, you absolute animal!"

Zaraki smirks:

"Normally? Something stopping ya?"

Mayuri groans:

"Oh, I don't know. Your little homicide attempt? Maybe?!"

Zaraki takes a few steps in his direction:

"You survived, didn't you? And even stopped bleeding too!"

Mayuri's eyes narrow:

"It's because of careless simpletons like you, that I have to be cautious all the time!"

Zaraki scoffs:

"Nice excuse for not dodging."

They stand centimetres from each other:

"Excuse me?!"

"You know, Kurotsuchi... Nice timing."

Zaraki's smile gets even bigger:

"Since you are here, I can finally start to have some serious fun."

It was Mayuri's turn to smirk:

"I am not here to play with you, you..."

"I don't fucking care."

"Are you testing my patience?"

Ikkaku and Yumichika both take several steps back, tension filling the whole place. Yachiru was smiling.

Zaraki looks Mayuri in the eyes:

"You probably got my request for a new eyepatch and that's why you are here."

Mayuri feigns surprise:

"Oh, look at you! Showing signs of intelligence!"

"So with that being the case, and since you are here already... Let's dance."

Ikkaku and Yumichika both look at them in disbelief and Zaraki says:

"Can't you guys feel it in his spiritual energy? He is barely holding back anger. At me or at everyone. I don't know and I don't care."

He gets even closer to Mayuri:

"But sometimes, you have to let it out. And I am right here. So come on, one round. It will do ya good."

Mayuri blinks:

"What makes you think I will indulge you?!"

Zaraki shrugs:

"You are angry at me and wanna know if your new eyepatch works. So give it to me and let's roll."

To everyone else's surprise, Mayuri throws the new eyepatch to Zaraki and takes his damaged Haori off:

"For once in your existence, you are correct. So I assume you aren't using training swords, considering you tried to make me lose an arm?"

Zaraki quickly changes his eyepatches, the new one immediately making him feel dizzy:

"Since you just sapped out my strength, it's only fair I cut you a bit."

Ikkaku and Yumichika watched in disbelief as the Captains started "sparring".

That would be the word their Captain would use, but Zaraki wasn't holding back his strength, and Mayuri had a murderous gleam in the gold of his eyes.

For some reason, they seemed to know each other's rhythm. It didn't look like a fight, it was more like a lethal dance. They didn't even dare break their focus.

If Zaraki hesitated, he would end up poisoned.

If Mayuri hesitated, he would definitely lose an arm, or more. this time.

Yumichika gulped:

"Are we even watching a fight?"

"More like witnessing the public execution of two criminals." Said Ikkaku, tense.

Zaraki parried one of Mayuri's strikes, and pulled him by his wounded arm.

Unbearably close to the scientist, he said:

"Fight harder, now. Come on."

Blinded by pain, Mayuri slashed at Zaraki's ribs, making him jump back:

"Like this, you son of a bi..."

Zaraki laughs, interrupting him:

"Oho, little bee has a sting!"

He immediately regrets talking when his whole left side seizes up and freezes, making him fall down on one knee.

Holding his shoulder again, Mayuri cackles:

"Oh no. My poison started working! What a shame, isn't... Gaaah."

He falls himself, the pain on his shoulder becoming unbearable even for him. The other Captain laughs:

"Weren't you the guy that could take a lot of pain before even... Complaining?"

"Fuck you."

"Heh. Nothing more fancy to say? Did I unravel you this much?"

Zaraki was poisoned and Mayuri was wounded. They were both struggling to even be conscious and were still taunting each other.

Mayuri sighs and stands again, dragging himself till he falls by Zaraki's side. He injects something in a syringe on Zaraki's leg and the other jumps:

"Hey, that shit hurts!"

"Shut up, it's the antidote. It's a new poison, that's why it worked on you this time. Also, the only reason I accepted this whole foolishness. I knew my eyepatch would work, but if my poison does too..."

He falls on his side, laughing:

"Ha ha... Hahahahaha."

Zaraki groans:

"You are such an... Ass."

Ikkaku crosses his arms and sighs:

"Both of you are, Captain. Both of you."

Later that same day, Zaraki had a new eyepatch, and a very worried Nemu was tending to a very long and deep cut on her master's shoulder. From what she heard, apparently, Ikkaku and Yumichika brought a wounded Mayuri back to the lab, and the scientist refused to give her any further information.

She couldn't help but wonder what the hell happened.

BONUS ROUND:

If you made it to the end, here! Have a pic of Mayuri out of his futon!

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Scales To Tell

A Knight AU KenMayu story

The air was but a gentle breeze, blossoms filling the air from the trees that lined the streets. The sun beamed down for the last time that day, setting beautifully over the horizon as orange slowly became black amd faint stars began to fill the sky.

There was nothing but the sound of clanging metal, chainmail hitting a hard cold surface behind it with every step, a man with striking blue hair being the wearer.

Knight Mayuri Kurotsuchi was setting home for the day, having completed his duties and while most people removed their uniform once their orders were over Mayuri wasn't like the others. He much preferred to keep his uniform on until in the solitary of his quarters as to not disgrace his name, honor or code. The walk wasn't long so it wasn't like he minded and as he walked up to his home of old looking bricks covered in faint moss Mayuri found himself wanting nothing more then some relaxation, some time to ruminate on the days happenings.

Stepping inside he wasted no time in placing his gleaming white armor onto the appropriate stand, hands gently grasping it with all the care in the world. He treated it like it was covered in gold, like the hordes of it that had graced his more strikingly golden orbs in the past.

A hefty sigh of relief passed by his painted lips, sweeping his hair backward from the sweat in which he was drenched, able to feel his makeup begin to slip from his face. It was unpleasant, wanting more then anything for it to be removed post haste, going into the washroom to begin drawing himself a bath as the white under robes stuck tightly to his body.

Pouring lavender oil into the water soon had the room smelling fresh, like a summer of days passed and before Mayuri could even think to enjoy it he heard a heavy handed knock on his door.

With a groan of displeasure Mayuri goes to his door, answering it with a distinct huff to his voice.

"Yes?!"

Before him stood Knight Zaraki, also stripped to his tight clinging undergarments. He clearly had yet to change, most likely coming from his post or own quarters immediately.

"Hey Mayuri"

"If you insist on being so formal please come in"

Without a second to think the much taller knight does so, ducking under the small doorframe of the home before closing the entrance behind him.

Peaking into the back room to check on the progress of his bath Mayuri speaks to his associate with an air of urgency and rashness.

"Why on earth are you visiting at this hour?"

Receiving nothing but a scoff in response Mayuri turns around, greeted with a sly smirk from above.

"Remember? It's Friday. Ya told me to come as the end of dusk t' help ya"

Was it Friday already? He wasn't really counting the days anymore, finding they all melded into one. He had indeed told Zaraki to come to see him, the days seemingly slipping away far to fast for his liking. He had no choice in the matter. He required assistance and as much as he might not admit it Knight Zaraki was the only individual he trusted and the only individual who knew about something he kept close to his heart. It was a secret he didn't want getting out, at least not yet and while Zaraki was the brash type he still kept some semblance of code and that was enough to entrust him with his whole livelihood.

"Ah yes... I remember now. You came to help with my care regime"

"Ya damn right I did. So c, mon strip"

If makeup free the shorter knight would have been bright red from blush, turning away from the green gaze that looked down on him and from the large hand currently holding his sleeve in its vice.

"Must you be so forward?!"

Mayuri steps back to the washroom, trying to get some distance between them. It was true he wanted help but if his colleague was to be immature about this then he would find a way to take care of the issue himself.

Noticing the bath had quickly filled Mayuri grabs the tap in his slender hand, turning it quickly to avoid overfill. Steam hung in the air, the lavender lingering with its scent and before he knew it Mayuri was removing his shirt on instinct in a moment of rare relaxation.

Zaraki watched from the door as the man before him stripped down and entered the bath shyly, body covered in patches of ocean blue scales and a few more appearing on his face like some kind of magic trick. It was a beautiful yet morbid sight. The beauty of a dragons scales was uncontested, with some holding great value due to their richness in color and pigments but that therein also lead bare to the morbid reality.

If anyone were to find out this without proper preparation the results could be disastrous, leading Mayuri to more nights of broken sleep and insomnia then he would ever admit to, leaving Zaraki to comfort and pick up the pieces each time. He was the only one Mayuri Kurotsuchi really trusted with this secret for now and he wouldn't let that trust waver.

That's why he was here. Knight Kenpachi Zaraki was in the quarters of Mayuri Kurotsuchi on the eve of Friday night because he needed help tending to his scales and wings, more specifically to help clean the scales the dragon knight found it hard to reach.

Silently sinking into the water, Mayuri breathes deeply as large wings emerge on his back. They were as misty as the bath steam for a moment before forming their shape, able to be touched in a solid state. Dragons held a miriad of magic and he was no exception. Hiding his wings as a misty form made them more maluable in the day to day and easier to hide from the masses. The lack of weight was also a bonus, since his knight armor was already heavy enough on its own without any extra baggage.

Mayuri uses his finger to beckon, his associate stepping closer and without a word begin cleaning the wings with a spare bar of honey soap.

The wax from the honey comb was good for his wings and he refused to compromise on the use of anything else, using the excuse that he was allergic to anything else of the sort when making the daily orders for resources. It was one of many hurdles he had to juggle during his time in his profession and he couldn't deny having someone like Zaraki who knew the details had its upsides as for these few hours every Friday night he finally felt free, able to be himself without fear of death or prejudice.

He was free, in both body and mind, a freeness that was quickly ripped from him as he felt his personal space get smaller, pushed to the front of the tub as something joined behind him.

Zaraki sat shirtless with him, getting closer then ever to him and his wings.

"The hell are you doing?!"

".... Cleaning... Duh"

Mayuri was seething, feeling the rage of a thousand suns emerge from deep within his being. His core felt warm, like a flickering fire trapped within him. A warmth he wasn't sure was the bath, rage or something more. At that moment Mayuri only knew one thing and that was the tiredness quickly overtaking his senses, leaning back into the taller man and continuing to let him massage and handle him without so much as a protest.

It wasn't long before Zaraki could hear soft snoring in front of him, letting a genuine soft smile grace his rugged face. A sight Mayuri would never see despite being so close to him as Zaraki would never want to complicate things. For now he would assist in whatever he could. He didn't want to draw attention if he confessed how he really felt. This was the best trade off he could have in his current circumstances so with a fast and heavy heart in his chest Zaraki would finish the task Mayuri asked of him and then some before the candles in the room began to dim and the water began to turn cold.

He would be gone by the time the dragon awoke. It was ok though. It wouldn't be long before Mayuri needed him again and he would come running gladly.

He always did.

This was written for an anonymous friend. Based off their idea.

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This is the look of two men in love your honor

Look at them

The ultimate couple.

They have been doing this since they began existing. We love a bickering couple KenMayu nation and today we feast!

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I see everyone else making memes so I'm gonna throw this one in

Go crazy Kurotsuchi fans 😂👍

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Just letting you guys know. Like it wasn't obvious taking a 0000000000.1 second look at me lol

Baby hold my Hand is so fucking close i can taste it

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DO AS SHE SAYS

INVEST IN STOCKS

I already invested 3k KuroKoin into my stocks and they are up by 90%

ONCE IN A LIFE TIME DEAL

INVEST IN KUROTSUCHI STOCKS

Hey it's me. Your friendly Kurotsuchi addicted Tumblerina.

I am not here to tell ya what to do with your lives but if you can take a piece of advice...

INVEST IN MAYURI STOCKS.

NOW.

Just sayin. I had a vision of the future 😂

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So.... I just got the news that a British streaming service is getting 1085 English Dub episodes of one piece on their platform....

INHALE

I have been waiting to finally see Dub Punk Hazard since forever! It comes out on the 24th and I'm living my best life!

I can finally hear the arc in all it's glory I'm so happy! 🥺😭

I love Japanese but I love hearing my favourite characters in new languages!

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Mayuri didn't have to say a word and I was losing my shit already.

Spoilers under the cut.

The way he did nothing except for putting his hand over the console there, and in every single line here you can read "CONCERN".

Imma serve this man as his loyal knight and defender forevermore.

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Been wanting to do a big fancy redraw of a favorite manga panel (below the cut), also needed to dust off my traditional art skills, so uhhh. I'm multitasking😌

Love this panel soooooo much but the face has always bothered me. Not a dig on Kubo whatsoever, who drew this along with the entire chapter it's from in a single fucking week (I think thats the time frame?) Like I could never! And neither should anyone else, unless they're achieving it in 40hrs or less.. but the ethics of manga creation is getting off topic

Uhhhh idk, only other thing of note is I kept fucking up and inwardly saying 'edit undo' (the sky is night in mine bc of fuckup btw lol) also don't do green lighting if you want blood (or anything) to be red bc in reality it would be black or some other very murky, dark color. Now go back in time to 4 days ago Me and fucking tell me that (I knew already and did it anyway tho jfc) idk or just grab the fly swatter from under his desk and Get His Ass