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mayuri & gn!readar

Summary: You switch bodies with Captain Kurotsuchi and you must avoid getting killed. Spoiler: Everyone hates Mayuri.

Note: This fic will not contain romance and is dedicated to humor and suspense. This comes to my mind after reading a Manhwa called "The Best Engineer in the World".

You open your eyes and are immediately plunged into chaos. Everything is blurry, your vision, your mind. The air feels thick, almost oppressive, as if it were filled with smoke. Smoke? Is the building on fire?

Before you can process what's happening, you hear voices, and they fade away as they move away from you. You try to concentrate, but another voice interrupts you, this time closer and clearer. “Move,” ordered. You don’t know where it’s coming from, but you know this isn’t the time to question anything.

You scramble to your feet, your movements clumsy, the sheets tangling around your body like shackles. “It’s just clothes,” the unfamiliar voice tells you, but as you try to walk, you realize that the floor is uneven. Apparently part of the ceiling had fallen and your feet were hitting large debris. What is happening?, you think, your mind racing, clinging to confusing memories, as if they were foreign. These felt recent, but they made no sense. The emergency lights turn on, showing the way out and a flashing red light accompanied by an alarm that screeches in your ears, you instinctively deactivate it when you hold on to a nearby control panel. You grabbed onto it by pure luck or you would have fallen to the floor. “Tired, but of what? No offense.” You hadn’t taken it as an offense, but thanks to that clarification you did think about it.

When the alarm was silenced, it eased your nerves a bit by giving you only the red lights that barely cut through the dust. This is a dream, it has to be. It all seemed so real to you. The alarm was for a reason? Shouldn’t you be running too?

“No..–The voice comes back, lingering in your mind, drawing out the words to make them less important.–If this is a dream. Why leave? Keep exploring.” Against your better judgment, you obey. Each step is heavy at first, but as you move forward, they become firmer.

Suddenly, you find yourself standing in front of a colossal machine, its presence dominating the room. Its size is intimidating, its design is disconcerting. Wires, tubes, no, veins and guts, it looked organic in parts. It snaked through and under the rubble, almost as if it were alive, but not for long, it pulsed slower and slower as if it was losing power. What kind of madman built this monstrosity? A genius? Or just reckless?

Your headache, it seemed like in dreams you could feel the pain so real it gave you chills to think it would be so easy to trick your brain. Some ideas floated around in your head, quite useful, solutions to problems you didn’t even know you had.

“Maybe this dream will get you out of your financial troubles… But wait, this is just a dream, isn’t it? Keep going. Keep exploring,” the voice whispers again. That voice, it’s unbearable! You clench your fists, about to scream in frustration when a third voice interrupts and stops you dead in your tracks.

“Captain, are you okay?” The voice isn’t in your head. This time it was real.

You freeze. Captain? The word feels foreign, yet somehow familiar. Your heart races as you clear your throat. You speak without thinking, the words flowing automatically.

“I’m fine.”

Did you say that? The voice that comes out of your lips sounds wrong, strange, but terribly familiar. Maybe someone else answered for you. Just in case, you spoke again.

“Where am I?”

The same voice echoed even in your own ears, bouncing around inside your own skull. It was obvious that you had said those words, plus you noticed that it was similar in tone to the voice of the stranger who had been interrupting all this time. The boy in front of you was worried, he muttered to himself if you had hit your head and that was why you didn't know where you were.

“You’re in Area 7, President,” the figure in front of you continues. His tone has a hint of doubt, as if he’s questioning your disorientation. “Your lieutenant will be arriving soon.”

Lieutenant? Area 7? None of this makes sense, it all seemed like something out of a sci-fi movie, and a very bad one at that, but instead of pushing for more answers, you simply whisper, “Yes…”

Captain… President… The only one who had that title and a lab in this place… was Mayuri. You feel like laughing at the situation, but you’re afraid to hear confirmation before your time.

You walk over to a turned off computer, you stare frozen at the man in front of you, his form becoming clearer as you get closer to the green screen.

“Who are you?” you ask, trying to keep the anxiety out of your voice. He hesitates, clearly uncomfortable, but finally answers,

“Tsubokura Rin.” The name sounds familiar.

Mayuri’s subordinate? That can’t be true. But the truth hasn’t quite dawned on you yet. Your reflection in the cracked screen confirms your fears. You are no longer “you.” The face staring back at you is unmistakably that of Captain Kurotsuchi Mayuri, the infamous mad scientist of Soul Society.

The subordinate who looked like Hanataro, withdrew worriedly.

You touched the flashy devices on your face in disbelief, used to them you didn't even notice them, then the makeup. You couldn't believe it, you really liked this character, you liked the series where he appeared, you had many mixed emotions. 

But the most important thing was missing... Where is his hat?!... Thinking that you had dropped it made you very sad. He hadn't even lost it in the fight with Uryu and you lost it in less than 5 minutes?

Leaving aside that stupidity, you worried about your skin, if the soul society discovers that you weren't Kurtosuchi, most likely, and as things were done here, they will condemn you to death.

"A soul within a soul”

Your mind reels with confusion, memories flooding in, memories that aren't yours. You now understood what the machine was, it was the latest thing Captain Kurotsuchi was working on, it was an instrument capable of connecting to other worlds, it was just a communication network, but clearly something else happened. You also now understood what that voice was, it was simply the voice in the head of this mad genius. Since the voice you hear in your head isn't really you... you didn't want to keep thinking or this would soon turn philosophical, but that was your explanation. "I couldn't be that crazy, could I?"

You remembered your body, in theory Kurotsuchi was in it. You were terrified of the idea that someone like him would try to make some modification to himself in your kitchen. You thought about your safety then you approached the machine.

Your heart beats hard in your chest, not out of fear of the machine or the strange world you're in, but because of the weight of the deception you'll have to maintain.

You must continue with the charade, play along with him as Mayuri until you can fix things or he comes back on his own.

Final note: I don't have much faith in this project. I hope you liked it.

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physically i’m here, mentally i’m in the arms of a fictional character

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Mahhh it's finished.

I've gotta say I normally only write one-shots or short stuff and only publish them once they're complete. This was the first time I've written something long...ish and posted as I went.

The pressure, man. Unreal. Self-imposed, of course, but still 🤣

But it was fun. And now I feel empty again. Need a new project before the nothingness consumes me. Help.

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Bleach (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Kurotsuchi Mayuri/Reader, Zaraki Kenpachi/Reader, Zaraki Kenpachi/You, Kurotsuchi Mayuri/You Characters: Kurotsuchi Mayuri, Zaraki Kenpachi, Akon (Bleach) Additional Tags: Smut, Angst, Implied/Referenced Torture, Jealousy, Slow Romance, Eventual Happy Ending, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Mayuri is in love, But he can’t deal with it, Zaraki is a teddy bear, Dubious Consent, Physical Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse Summary:

Mayuri Kurotsuchi likes to be in control. Always. So it’s only logical that when his subrodinate, for whom he’s not developed any feelings whatsoever, decides to take control for themselves he gets a little… angry… and decides to torture them into submission.

Although it doesn’t quite work out for him…

—- TW: romantisiced toxic relationship traits like jealousy, controlling behaviour, physical and emotional abuse.

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Another goth Mayuri

watercolor, ink, marker

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Bleach 129. Suspicion [for Assassination]

I love Captain Hitsugaya so much, how is this remotely his problem? Okay, okay, I can buy the argument that he's got temporary jurisdiction over the Fifth, and maybe Hinamori was even being detained at the 10th, since it seems a little weird to have her in the custody of her own subordinates with no commanding officer around (altho I am pretty sure she was at the Fifth). On the other hand, seems like kind of a conflict of interest to have her own childhood friend as a warden (lol, like the Gotei has ever once cared about conflicts of interest and also like Rukia didn't spend three weeks being co-wardened by her childhood friend and her brother)

However, why does the Tenth's Seventh Seat even know about Renji or Kira busting out? It's not like they were in some central jail facility that lets you sign up for jailbreak notifications. Renji's over at the Sixth. He didn't even get charged with any crimes. B just tossed him in jail because he woke up and chose petty bitchery that morning. On the other hand, Kira, whom I assume was in the brig at Three, was released by his captain. Presumably, this is just...allowed? Are there even rules for detaining people in the Gotei, aside from 'captains do what they want'? It does not seem like it!!

Other bloggers might pin this on bad writing, but this is the best writing to me. How does this supernatural fighting manga so deftly capture this extremely specific flavor of workplace dysfunction? Where the management is so bad that you have to try to run a project without authority over any of the people involved, knowing you will inevitably get in trouble over it, but at least you will meet your deliverables. Hitsugaya is like six or seven years old and is the only person doing any work around here, while everyone else is day-drinking or melting into puddles or straight-up canoodling with the enemy. Ukitake feels like an authority figure, but that man has spent 1000 years learning to slither-out of actually being responsible for things while still giving off the air of competency. Vice-captains escaping prison? Seems...fine. How much trouble can they cause? Lot going on right now, you know? Someone will surely take care of it.

I think it's so great that Hitsugaya is considered one of the main characters of Bleach, especially as far as, like, merchandising goes, and he really has very little to do with the plot, he's just a guy who works here. Anyway, there's some vice captains on the loose, better go get 'em.

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I mean, people also have complicated lives that get in the way... but kudos, and especially comments, are a great form of encouragement. So if you come across a work you love, say it!! Even if it's really old, because it still will make the author smile and might just be the little push they need to fall back in love with writing.

This is why writers abandon stories. It’s not that we don’t love them, it’s because we don’t want to love them alone.

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I hope you are doing good, I wanted to ask wether I could get headcanons with Mayuri who has a s/o that has many mental conditions like ADD, OCD, Social Anxiety, Dissociations and depressive episodes but is still very knowledgable about toxicology, pathology and nature.

It can be SFW only but if you want to you can add NSFW too.

(Sorry it took a long time. This is my first ever Headcanon.)

Mayuri Kurotsuchi x Reader

SFW

Mayuri, although seems like to be constantly preoccupied, typing away on his keyboard like a mad man on a mission, he is hypervigilant of his surroundings. He is well aware when you walk into the room. You are the only one whose arrival has him glance away from his screen, even if it is for a brief nanosecond. 

He certainly would care less about his subordinate’s wellbeing, unless it happens to distort his data and progress. But when it comes to you, he makes sure you are taking care of yourself and taking your medicine and sustenance on time. Because sometimes you can get very hyper-fixated on a task and time can just slip out of your hands. He reminds you in the most cryptic way possible to keep it well confidential from others. Like sending you a coded message on your device. Or sometimes he makes a generalized remark about something completely unrelated and throws in a hint at you. You are quick-witted and pick up on the cues right away. 

He is very protective in his own psychotic way. He once caught someone asking you out and that insolent fool wouldn’t take no for an answer. Well, let’s just say they became a very useful lab rat. 

“If you wish to die a pitiful death, then this room will offer you such gratification”, he warns his staff as he points to a small room in the lab. What he is trying to say is the room is off limits. A room that is your only escape when you need to run away from the chaos and clear your mind. 

But sometimes you feel bad and awkward from the ‘special’ treatment. You feel like everyone is judging you. “What is this mindless babble about ‘special treatment’? I have simply put measures into place to help maximize your productivity. If one is to deduce this as a form of favoritism, they must have a few neurons misfiring”. He can be harsh with his words but you don’t mind. That’s just who he is. He accepts you. You accept him. 

He is well aware of your distaste for attention. You did not want to be promoted to a higher seat. But the higher your rank, the closer he can keep you. Squad meetings? You're excused. Besides, it was always a nice little date, sitting in his office while he filled you in on the briefings. 

Dating? Mayuri on a date? That’s an absurd imagery. His form of a date is lounging in his office and reading books together or having a lengthy discussion on his research. He values your opinions and trusts you with the most secretive of information. 

But if you were to ever offer a suggestion for a possible date, he will ponder upon it. For now, you two are content with your current arrangements. 

Some evenings you just sit in his private office, in silence, trying to slow down your thoughts and worries. He is sitting beside you, in his most vulnerable form that only you have the privilege to witness.

And that is how you fall asleep most nights. With the familiar buzzing and humming of electronics and equipment, offering the most soothing white background noise. You can vaguely hear him shuffle as he turns a page or types on his keyboard. It is a comforting reminder of his presence that seems to be the only cure for your insomnia. 

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@withoutteamalice yas absolutely

I laughed way too loud at this and scared my cat, I can't not share my joy with you guys.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi’s drawing song will be stuck in my head forever more, every time I draw him, I will think of a misshapen egg!

But also, look at his face at the end, he's so cute and happy he's drawn himself I wanna cry 😭

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Just finding out this has a name is vindicating.

it’s okay to do things that make your symptoms worse (as long as you’ll stay safe)

every once in a while you need to eat something yummy. or go on a walk. or a trip to the zoo. take a hot shower. cry your eyes out. dance. listen to music. draw for way to long. write. laugh. sit in a cafe with a friend. paint your nails. dye your hair. go on a run. pet a cat

sometimes you need to do things that are cathartic or make yourself feel alive. sometimes you need the reminder of why you’re fighting so hard to stay alive

this is your reminder that just because it makes your symptoms worse, it isn’t always the wrong thing to do. there can be value in these actions

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I laughed way too loud at this and scared my cat, I can't not share my joy with you guys.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi’s drawing song will be stuck in my head forever more, every time I draw him, I will think of a misshapen egg!

But also, look at his face at the end, he's so cute and happy he's drawn himself I wanna cry 😭

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Wild that I'm actually drawing

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Grufti Mayuri

pencils, ink