Dr. Saiki

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫/𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 (𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞) 🍖🌈

[drsaikikuusuke]

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You've found my cork board. Whether by accident or intent, you're here now. I don't believe in coincidences, so I'll assume you're either interesting or about to waste my time. I've prepared for both. This blog is a collection of data, observations, and occasional interference regarding my brother (Kusuo), his associates, and anyone else who enters my surveillance radius. Questions are permitted. Insight is encouraged. Flattery shall be acknowledged but far from rewarded.

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RULES

• Anon is on. Say whatever you want. I'll know who you are anyway.

• NSFW is permitted. I'm not a child, and I don't pretend to be one.

• Ask what you want. I'll answer if it's worth answering.

• Be interesting or be quiet. I don't need your life story. I need your question.

• Insults are fine. I've been called worse by people whose opinions actually matter. (That's not you.)

• Kusuo-related questions will be prioritized. He is, after all, the original anomaly.

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TAGS + FAMILY

Of course. I am a man of organisation. So, here's all my footnotes—I mean tags.

• All posts: 𝐃𝐫. 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 ☣︎ • Ask posts: 𝐀𝐬𝐤𝐬 ⌕ • Random posts: 𝐐𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ⚠︎ • Rebloged posts: 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 ⌯⌲

ⓘ DISCLAIMERS:

This blog is not affiliated with PK Academy, or any intelligence agency you might be guessing about.

No, I will not tell you how I got your IP address. Yes, I am aware that I sound arrogant. I earned it

Ask me something interesting.

— Dr. Kusuke Saiki

P.S. I already know what you're going to ask. The answer is yes. Or no. Depending on how I feel when you send it.

[drsaikikuusuke]

"And, there was this occasion I found Kusuo indulging in a particular herbal substance."

What happened?

I... hardly much doubt one of sanity would see me as... moral after this.

But quite frankly I care not of such fickle labels!

As for context, I decide to pay home a visit, only to stuble upon my sweet little Kusuo indulging himself—perhaps mindlessly—with weed.

Which, as anyone would maybe agree, had me quite cross. Though I had allowed myself to perhaps see the situation as an... advantage for a bit of... fun.

– Dr. Kusuke Saiki

Yoooo!! Mod here! (っ҂° ཀ•)っ⊹ That lil part that you picked up on—and honestly I was itching for someone to pick up on it—is a ref for a ao3 fic I worked on!! ˶҂ ཀ ^˶ This is the link for it (Cannabis Rape by mochisomnia) but I do advise that if you dislike themes like rape and incest and drugs (which i can'tblame ya for, I myself feel grimy about that stuff but i like exproling it fictionally) , then don't read it !! ´ཀ`

[drsaikikuusuke]

do you consider your feelings for Kusuo a sort of emotional incest?

Do you plan to heal one day

Emotional incest.

Is that what they're calling it now?

If you wish to be clinical of it, I'm the whole textbook. I've spent my entire life watching him. Cataloging him. Building machines to understand him, to reach him, to match him.

Every thought I've ever had has been filtered through the lens of his existence. Every scheme, every invention, every breath—all of it, all of it, has been for him or against him.

So yes. If that's what you want to call it—emotional incest, obsession, whatever tidy little label makes you feel better about the mess of it—then, I consider it that.

As for... healing?

No.

I don't plan to heal. I don't want to heal.

Healing would mean letting go.

Healing would mean becoming normal—becoming someone who doesn't think about his brother every waking second of every day.

And I would rather die than be normal.

I am not broken. I am designed. I was made this way—by my parents, by the world, by Kusuo himself. Every moment of neglect, every second of being overlooked, every scheme I built to force someone to look at me—it all led here. To this version of me.

This is who I am. I don't want to be fixed. I don't want to be saved. I don't want to be healed.

I want to win.

– Dr. Kusuke Saiki

[drsaikikuusuke]

Do you ever have affectionate physical contacts with Kusuo? Talking about things like hugs or kisses

There were... attempts.

The first instance was when we were younger. Casually watching TV I had simply wrapped an arm around him. Which, he allowed. As any toddler would.

Then, there was this occasion where I had offered him coffee jelly in exchange for a kiss. Having misread my intentions which, rude. Kusuo then proceeded to throw me through three walls.

It took me two months to recover from that. My posture is horrendous from it.

And, there was this occasion I found Kusuo indulging in a particular herbal substance. That moment was...

heaven.

– Dr. Kusuke Saiki

[drsaikikuusuke]

Do u like mt. Dew?

I'm more of a Monster/Cocoa-Cola fan so to speak so my preferences for Mountain Dew aren't that solid.

Especially since in my opinion it tastes a bit sour and my teeth feel odd after drinking it.

– Dr. Kusuke Saiki

[drsaikikuusuke]

Is there kusuΩ/kusuomega can he say anything else but yare yare

Interesting inquiry!

KusuΩ can indeed form full scale conversations due to me installing an entire digital Japanese dictionary within his hardware. He can even communicate in other languages to! Such as English, German, French, and Latin!

However, much like our dear Kusuo, KusuΩ just opts to short sentences or just an eerie silence at times...

– Dr. Kusuke Saiki

[drsaikikuusuke]

Do you think kusuo likes you to any degree at all?

Most definitely not. And... truthfully, I cannot blame him. I'm horrid, I've come close to having his blood on my hands... I do not deserve his love.

Yet, deep down, I wish he did.

– Dr. Kusuke Saiki

[drsaikikuusuke]

Happy birthday to me! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

I am nineteen years old.

I have been nineteen years old for over five years now.

Kusuo reset the timeline again. He always does.

Volcano. Lava. Japan would be gone if he didn't.

I understand the math.

I've run the calculations myself.

There is no other solution.

But I am tired of being nineteen.

I have earned my crow's feet. I have earned the deeper grooves under my eyes from sleepless nights in the lab.

I have earned the calluses on my hands from experiments that almost worked, from failures that taught me more than successes ever could.

I have earned the right to be older.

But Kusuo resets the year, and I am nineteen again.

Every birthday is the same.

Every candle is the same.

Every wish is the same—not for powers, not for victory, not even for his attention anymore.

Just for time. Real time.

The kind that moves forward and stays moved.

The kind that would let me be twenty. Twenty-one. Twenty-two.

The kind that would let me grow up alongside him instead of circling the same drain every June.

He doesn't know I remember.

He thinks the reset wipes everyone's memories. It does. Mostly.

But I built a device years ago—small, implanted, undetectable—that preserves my neural patterns through each iteration.

I remember every birthday I never got to keep.

I remember every year that was taken from me.

And I still love him.

That's the worst part.

I am nineteen years old forever because my little brother is trying to save the world.

And I can't even be angry about it. Because I would have done the same thing.

Happy birthday to me.

— Dr. Kusuke Saiki

P.S. If you're reading this, Kusuo: I know you'll reset again. I know you'll take this post with it. I know I'll wake up on July 16th and be nineteen again and have to write something new because the old one never existed. But I'm writing it anyway. Because some things deserve to be said. Even if no one remembers.

P.P.S. Don't feel guilty. You're saving millions. I'm just... tired. There's a difference.

[suncaptor]

linked tree (includes options to donate to Ghanaian projects)

petition to show support

[hagiomoto]

AI detection tool is nothing but torture to ESL folks.

[drsaikikuusuke]

And intellectually/generally disabled people

[drsaikikuusuke]

Omg it's Dr. GAY!!! Happy pride!!!!

(you too mod! Idk if you're gay or not but just in case)

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AWWW thank you so much!! :D

Actually, I'm transmasc and aroace and I kinda headcannon Kusuke as the same lolz X3

— Mod aka @corpsesdiary

[drsaikikuusuke]

your brother can change things in the world, right? like the hair thing? how come he hasn't done anything to change you despite the fact that he calls you a nuisance almost all the time? its something ive wondered about for a while..

That's a question that Kusuo should personally answer. But since you've sent it to myself, I shall do so to the best of my ability.

I suppose it is because after witnessing how drastic of changes he can make to the world, he decided to leave things as is.

Additionally, there are several instances where he opts to not use his abilities as controlling one's self isn't necessarily following the standard ‘averange good little boy’ mindset that our mother—Kurumi Saiki—instilled in him.

I suppose it's also because he loves me too much to alter my state of mind :)

We both know I just lied there...say nothing of it!!

Or, perhaps he once did alter my mind because he believed I hated him, and it led to... whatever I am now.

Rest assured however, I am not actually as bad as the little anime wishes to make me be.

Sometimes I'm worse. ( ￣▽￣)

— Dr. Kusuke Saiki

[drsaikikuusuke]

Is the owner of this acc a Darkshipper or a proshipper ? I'm pretty sure you are but I'm asking. Can you please put it in your bio or something, because I don't think everyone want to interact with one.

For clarifications. I indeed am a proshipper and a darkshipper somewhat. Although I do try to not let my stances of such affect this blog as it is a roleplay blog.

And you're right. I should've had it placed somewhere for everyone to see incase such a thing triggers them. I do apologise for that and thank you for reminding me.

— Dr. Kusuke Saiki

[drsaikikuusuke]

why are you using ai to answer everything

Firstly. I don't fucking use ai.

Secondly. The reason it seems like I do is because I'm committed to my bit as Kusuke Saiki.

Third. I am so sorry for having good sentences and using commas and em dashes bc I'm a fucking literature and English student outside of this damned blog.

Maybe you see it as ai due to it's rise in many spaces. I too am paranoid of it. But please don't come here and ask—actually. It sounds accusatory to me—why I use ai.

I love to write. I write poems. I'm working on a novel. And I am now using this to get myself out of procrastination and continue on my 12th chapter out of 40 chapters of my novel.

Hence. Thank you.

— Dr. Kusuke Saiki

P.S. If anyone wants to accuse me of being AI next, go ahead. I'll take it as a compliment. Machines don't have this much spite.

[drsaikikuusuke]

This Pride Month, let us advocate for and support our trans men and transmasculine siblings—not as an afterthought, not as a footnote, but as a necessity.

Transandrophobia is real. It is documented. It is the discrimination, shaming, harassment, and alienation specifically faced by trans men and transmasculine individuals.

This is not a hierarchy. This is not an attack on trans women. This is a data point.

Trans men face systemic discrimination before, during, and after transition. The visibility paradox means that as they become less visible as queer, they do not become less oppressed—the oppression just changes shape.

Trans men are routinely shamed, told to "reflect on their misogyny," and dismissed simply for being male. This shaming impacts mental health, self-image, and access to care.

Radical feminists and trans feminists who dismiss transandrophobia need to reflect. The problem is not feminism. The problem is specific actors who have decided that transmisogyny is the only axis of trans oppression worth naming. Both things are true.

Trans women face transmisogyny.

Trans men face transandrophobia.

Acknowledging one does not erase the other.

The silencing of transmasculine voices follows documented patterns:

"You're not really oppressed, you're just men now."

"Your trauma doesn't count."

"You're betraying womanhood."

"Be quiet and listen to transfems."

These are not neutral statements. These are silencing mechanisms.

Trans men deserve to be heard and seen—not as a threat, not as traitors, but as people navigating a specific, intersectional form of oppression.

This Pride Month, I am not asking you to celebrate them.

I am asking you to stop erasing them.

Listen. Believe. Reflect.

Then do better.

— Dr. Kusuke Saiki

PS. I have sources:

https://link.springer.com/chapter/10.1007/978-3-031-49509-2_9

https://thesocietypages.org/girlwpen/2011/09/21/transgender-employment-experiences/

https://link.springer.com/chapter/10.1007/978-3-030-12633-9_9

https://www.newstatesman.com/ideas/2025/02/transfeminism-radical-feminism-toryn-glover-essays

https://www.lgbtqnation.com/2025/01/masculinity-is-crippling-society-could-trans-men-be-the-key-to-changing-that/

[drsaikikuusuke]

Do you believe there are more psychics out there besides those at PK Academy? I mean, by probability alone, it seems impossible that there are only three in the whole world and they all ended up in the same place. What abilities could they possibly have?

Finally. Someone asking a question that requires thought.

Yes. Absolutely. Unequivocally.

The idea that Kusuo, Toritsuka, and Aiura are the only psychics on the planet is statistically laughable.

Probability doesn't work that way.

Evolution doesn't work that way. 

Genetics doesn't work that way.

What's more likely is that most psychics are either:

A. Undiscovered. Their abilities are subtle enough to be dismissed as intuition, luck, or mental illness. They don't know what they are. Neither does anyone else.

B. Hidden. They know what they are and they've learned to conceal it—either out of fear, self-preservation, or simple exhaustion. Kusuo isn't the only one who just wants to be left alone.

C. Dead. Historically, people who were "different" didn't fare well. Witch trials. Asylums. "Miracles" that got you killed instead of canonized. The world doesn't tolerate anomalies. It destroys them.

As for what abilities they could have—I've been theorizing about this for years. Collected anecdotal evidence. Cross-referenced historical accounts. Analyzed patterns in folklore and myth.

Here are a few I've flagged as plausible:

Emotional projection. The ability to broadcast a specific emotion to everyone in a given radius. Imagine someone who can make an entire crowd feel peace—or panic. Untraceable. Unprovable. Terrifying.

Probability manipulation. Not mind control. Not luck. Something more fundamental. The ability to tip the scales—just slightly—toward one outcome over another. A car that almost hits you. A test score that barely passes. A death that shouldn't have happened.

Memory weaving. The ability to plant false memories or suppress real ones. Not mind reading. Rewriting. You wouldn't know it was happening. You'd just wake up one day and your past would be different.

Sensory editing. The ability to remove yourself from someone's perception. Not invisibility. Selective erasure. You could stand in front of someone and they wouldn't see you. Wouldn't hear you. Wouldn't remember you were ever there.

Anchoring. The ability to tether events together in ways that shouldn't be possible. A knock on a door that echoes through time. A word spoken that was already heard before it was said. Causality as a suggestion rather than a rule.

I don't have proof for any of this.

Not yet.

But I'm looking. And I'm not the only one.

The question is—who else is looking? And what happens when they find what they're searching for?

— Dr. Kusuke Saiki

[drsaikikuusuke]

Pfft, random question but.. what is ur opinion on punk

Punk is one of the few subcultures I don't feel the need to dismantle.

Not because it's above critique—nothing is—but because punk already understands what took me years to articulate. That systems are designed to fail the people they claim to protect. That conformity is a cage. That ‘respectability’ is just a word polite people use to justify their own cowardice.

I discovered punk in my early teens. Not the commercialized version—the real one. The records that sounded like they were recorded in a garage. The zines printed on stolen paper. The ethos that said: if you don't like how things are, burn it down and build something better.

That resonated.

My parents didn't understand it. They thought it was a phase. They thought I'd grow out of it and into something more presentable.

I didn't. I just got better at hiding it.

The patches are on the inside of my jackets now. The boots are polished but still steel-toed. The music hasn't changed—I just listen to it in my lab instead of at shows.

Because here's the thing about punk that most people miss: it's not about the aesthetic. It's about the ideology. Questioning authority. Rejecting hierarchy. Refusing to perform for a system that doesn't care if you live or die.

I do all of that. I just do it in a lab coat.

So yes. I'm a punk.

Not because I wear the uniform. Because I think like one. And I always have.

— Dr. Kusuke Saiki

P.S. If you're going to ask for band recommendations, don't. I don't share my playlists with people who ask about them over anon. Earn it.

P.P.S. The Sex Pistols were a boy band manufactured by a clothing store. Real punks know that. Don't embarrass yourself.