#project akon

[laughing-moonlight]

Zaraki: *fishing through his wallet* How much do I have to pay you not to eat glass?

Izuru: Ayyy how much you got?

[someawesomeamvs]

Warning: Spoilers, violence, flashing lights

Title: CRANK IT

Editors: bloosome, PinkySugar, xKizzleKat

Studio: WiredStudioMEPs

Song: Crank It Up (feat. Akon)

Artist: David Guetta

Anime: Danganronpa 3: Zetsubou-hen, K Project, Yuri!!! on Ice, Free!, Karneval, Owari no Seraph, Hitorijime My Hero, Young Black jack, Free!, Uta no Prince-sama, Kuroko no Basuke

Category: For fun

[animeficsworld]

Little Project

Mayuri Kurotsuchi x Reader

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You felt sore.

So incredibly sore.

No one said giving birth would be easy.

Mayuri warned you even before you got pregnant, but you didn’t care.

And you still don’t.

The pain was worth every bit.

Holding your son in your arms was worth every second.

Even if your marriage with the 12th Division’s Captain was arranged, you somehow found love in him.

Stockholm syndrome? Possibly.

But you did love him.

And you wanted a baby.

Mayuri said he will create one for you, but you wanted to give birth. You wanted to go through all of it.

It did take some convincing but in the end, he agreed.

You entered the bathtub with your son in your arms.

Letting the warm water take your soreness away while you held him to your chest.

The little boy was only born a day ago.

When you woke up in your room, you were alone, you had to go and search around only to find Nemuri looking after him.

You told her that she could leave and attend to her duties.

The sweet girl ran off excitedly.

You did have a deep affection towards her. But you also understood that she had duties.

And a lovely bath was definitely on your list of things.

So this is where you were now. Enjoying the warm water as your son slept on your chest. 

The little boy resembled his father a lot.

His hair was dark blue, and his skin was also more like his and his eyes, undoubtedly Mayuri’s.

You were a bit sad, seeing how he resembled your husband instead of you. But he was just so unbearably cute.

You smiled at him.

“Please don’t turn out to be a mad scientist… one is already enough.” you said to the young boy who slept soundly.

Then the door to the bathroom opened suddenly, making you jump, thankfully your son didn’t wake up.

“What are you doing?” it was Mayuri.

“Taking a bath.”

“Get out, it’s not healthy, I have tests to run on you both.” he turned around to leave.

“No.” you said, making him stop and turn to look at you.

“No?” he asked.

“I’m taking a bath, then I will get something to eat. No tests.”

“Then give him to me.” but your hand tightened around the baby. “You would think I would hurt him?”

“I have seen you do things.”

“Then why did you want to have my son?” he was very calm.

“Because I love you.”

“But you don’t trust me?”

“I don’t want to let him go. He is so small and fragile.”

“I will just put him to bed for now, I just wanted to check his blood for any… discrepancies.”

“He is not your project!”

“I know, but he might have inherited something, and I want to be prepared.” Mayuri’s voice was so low you felt bad for snapping at him. “It is good to know though that your mother instincts kicked in! Very well! I will stay with you for the rest of the day. Akon can cook something for us to eat.”

After he left you quickly got out of the bath and got dressed.

Putting a very cute onesie on your baby, you headed to the living room. 

“I’m sorry. I do trust you. I just worry.”

“Nothing to apologise for, you are the mother protecting their baby.” you walked over to him and placed your son on his chest.

“And you are his father. I’ll cook something for us.” you smiled before leaving him and heading to the kitchen.

Mayuri looked at his sleeping son.

“I guess you are kind of cute… Your mother doesn’t know but you are my project. My most precious project, my son.” he placed a kiss on the little boys forehead who stirred in his sleep before he calmed down again.

Little did the Captain know that you have heard and seen everything.

[cursedvibes]

Honestly, I wouldn't have minded 5 more chapters of just Urahara & Mayuri's lab schenanigans with Hiyori as the force of chaos and Akon as the hard-working lab assistant. Their daily life must be insane. I wish we could've seen them work on a gigai or some other project together.

[berrymascarpone]

How does the Twelfth Squad work even

For some reason the weird mentor-mentee? Employee-boss? Twisted found family? relationship between Kurotsuchi Mayuri and his third seat Akon (who is, full disclosure, my fave for his long-suffering tolerance for 12th squad and shinigami shenanigans in general) has been sloshing around my brain recently, so I figured I’d write it out for my own reference. There’s not much shown regarding the relationship in canon, but here are the broad strokes.

1. Mayuri probably pulled Akon out of Maggot’s nest soon after he was tapped by Urahara to start the Shinigami Research Institute

Evidence: a) Akon is in Maggot’s nest when Urahara goes to recruit Mayuri, but for whatever reason Urahara doesn’t mention or seem to acknowledge his existence beyond just another prisoner. Also, Akon appears to be disassembling some kind of device and/or dissecting a small creature.

b) Some time after the establishment of the Shinigami Research Institute, Akon joins as Mayuri’s personal lab assistant, despite Akon being a child (or at least child-sized). They appear to have a cordial relationship, as opposed to Akon’s somewhat antagonistic relationship with Hiyori and dismissal of Urahara.

2. Mayuri appears to leave many of the day to day dealings of the 12th squad to Akon.

Evidence: a) Akon is most often seen directing other members of the SRDI when Mayuri is busy. Sometimes even when he’s not.

b) Other SRDI members have a lot of trust in him as a leader, possibly even more than their actual captain, which isn’t that unexpected considering Mayuri’s track record with underlings includes lots of explosions.

c) Akon is the one to give a report on the first Quincy attack in TYBW arc, despite Mayuri standing right there. (In the manga, he sends out a broadcast instead, which isn’t exactly the same, but shows he’s got enough authority for a PSA).

3. Akon shares Mayuri’s dubious morality regarding experimental subjects, but seems to care about the people close to him.

Evidence: a) Akon is present during Mayuri’s study of the Quincies. (I know this is anime only, but he’s not exactly opposed to it in the manga either)

B) he also was involved with the Nemuri project, which I don’t doubt was quite gruesome at times.

4. Akon does not always agree with Mayuri and sometimes takes things into his own hands, which Mayuri seems to tolerate.

a) Akon has cameras in Mayuri’s quarters, which Mayuri either doesn’t know or doesn’t care about

b) Akon makes the executive decision to call Ichigo and Urahara in Hueco Mundo, despite Mayuri saying that it’s unnecessary

In conclusion:

Although Mayuri is the main brainpower of the 12th squad, Akon is the one who keeps the lights on. Akon respects his captain but isn’t afraid to proceed with his own plan of action. Mayuri likely recognizes the usefulness of having someone take over the boring administrative tasks so he can go do his mad science and shit-talk the other captains while someone holds the squad together and remembers to clean out the biohazard trash often enough so that no weird mutant creatures grow out of it.

Besides the purely pragmatic aspects of their relationship, I also think there is mutual respect of each other’s skill. Akon's worked on a lot of Mayuri's big projects, including the Nemuri project, which was Mayuri's greatest dream and ambition. Even Kuna, who has probably been there almost as long as Akon, did not know about the Nemuri project until he brought it up.

On a more emotional level, I think they have a mutual understanding as well. Both were condemned by society and thrown into Maggot's Nest for their interests or their potential. They both have body modifications (Mayuri's ear situation and face paint, and Akon's horns which he definitely didn't have as a kid) that mark them as outsiders, deviant in some way from the rest of society, but proud of it. For them, the twelfth squad, and the SDRI in particular, is a refuge, a place where their ideas are seen as valuable instead of unnatural, where they can be admired instead of shunned and locked away in Maggot's nest.

In conclusion, though they may be dysfunctional and probably a bit too interested in dissection and human experimentation, Akon and Mayuri have tolerated and even respected each other for at least a hundred years. May they continue to do so (with minimal danger to the rest of society) for a hundred more.

[unohanadaydreams]

I know for a fact that the voice messages Akon has from the R&D guys are insane.

Rin probably has a panic attack waiting in Akon’s inbox if he takes too long on a smoke break. And they’re all followed by a request for him to bring back candy from the vending machine so Akon always changes it to transcript so he can just read through it.

Hiyosu is using that thing like a notes app while there is continuous, unrestrained screaming and suffering in the background (whether by staff or cadaver is unknown). (Partly so Akon has to listen to it because the screams fuck up the transcription tech)

Mayuri is just constantly flooding that thing with write ups for anyone who dare fuck up a running project Mayuri decided to pick up for himself and nitpicking bullshit that lesser men would smash their phone over.

[troius]

Speaking of Mayuri, we're getting his words on the subject of Nemu...but through Akon's memories, and not his own. It's an interesting choice-- rather than being asked to relate to him directly, we've got a reader surrogate who's contemplating him from the outside, and doing his best to explain Mayuri's motivations to Nemu.

And Akon sees a bit of self-consciousness in Mayuri? He names the project the "sleep project", because "artificially creating Soul Reapers is the dream of all Soul Reapers", and "a dream while awake is a silly thing". But of course, as Akon points out, this isn't actually the dream of all Soul Reapers. It's something very personal to Mayuri.

[takibikaen]

Opinion on the 12th division?

Current 12th division? Eh, my opinion on them as a division is mixed like I have a distaste for some of their actions and yet I'm mainly invested in certain characters of that division. If characters like Akon, Nemu, and Mayuri weren't in it, then 12th division wouldn't be as noteworthy to me despite how essential they are to the Seireitei.

The first scene of the 12th division reacting to Rukia's gigai (ew) and even before that where it's likely that they were behind Project Spearhead to use dead bodies doesn't exactly endear me with them lol. I will say that the designs of the individual members in their manga debut fit well with how they work compared to your normal, everyday shinigami, love that aspect of them.

It says a lot that this division's officers were behind it which I feel uncomfortable with. However, I do feel a little sorry for the unassuming shinigami in Squad 12 that are just there like Mayuri being their captain, potentially getting turned into living bombs without consent (who even consents to that?!) no thanks, bro.

However, I'll admit that they're important in creating the Soul Society tech that I enjoyed seeing in the early arcs. Watching them in the TYBW anime somewhat helps in viewing them in different scenarios outside their comfort zone, especially Akon and Mayuri. Akon adds so much personality and quirks to the division's scenes, despite being a non-combative side character who does his job no matter what (dude needs a vacation plz).

Besides that, there are details about this division that do interest me like how they'll create stuff for Squad 11, like Kenpachi's eyepatch and Ikkaku's teeth, like are they open to requests? Also, Hikifune and Senjumaru hail from 12th division before Urahara set up the SRDI makes me wonder what previous purpose 12th division was meant to represent.

Thanks for the ask, anon!

[jplupine]

Day 12: Akon ~ Portal

Pairing: Akon x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~6.5k Date Published: October 12, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI, Sub!Akon, Pervert!Akon, Light Yandere!Akon, Small Dom/Big Sub, Teasing, Portal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Praise + Degradation, Vaginal Sex, Breeding Mount, Finger Sucking, Anal Fingering [Male Receiving], Biting, Creampie, Dub/Non-Con Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. Wynter also uses terms like 'good boy', 'dirty boy', 'pervert', and 'darling' to refer to Akon. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.

Summary: Wynter shows affection through food, and Akon handles his budding feelings in an unusual way.

You can also read it on AO3!

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

  "Wynter, pass me that pen, would you?" Mayuri gestured at the table in front of me, and I glanced down to pick it up. "Take this one. It's dried up." He tossed the pen he had at me before taking the one in my hand.

  "Sir, you know why I'm here."

  "So?"

  "So, I'd like you to stop pestering me."

  "I would stop 'pestering' you if you let me get a look at you." Mayuri walked away while writing on some paper pinned to a clipboard. "You seem to have some anomalies according to your physicals that I want to get a better look at."

  "You're not even supposed to have access to those records!" I raised my voice out of frustration, and Mayuri spun around to look me in the eye as he towered over me.

  "Watch your tone with me. Be glad I'm even offering rather than cutting you up while you sleep."

  "You don't scare me, Captain. So stop trying."

  "....That wasn't a threat. I am truly tempted to just slice you open and have a look inside." Mayuri tapped my nose with the end of his pen before poking me in the chest with it. "But I fear your death would interfere with the findings. I'm not yet certain if these anomalies can only be studied with you alive or not."

  "Then you're not getting those findings. I'm not stupid enough to let you anywhere near me with a scalpel." I retorted, and Mayuri began to chuckle.

  "We'll see about that." He then swiftly turned to walk away while scribbling more things down on his clipboard.

  "Asshole." I hissed under my breath.

  "Mind your words. He has better hearing than you might think." I looked to the side to see Akon tinkering with something on the table he was hunched over.

  "See if I care. I'd say it to his face if he hadn't walked away so fast." I sighed and leaned on the table with my arms crossed. "What are you working on?"

  "A portal." He answered while picking up a screwdriver. "It reads brainwaves to connect to wherever the user desires. Or at least it will." Akon stood up straight and stretched out his neck while sighing. "I'm thinking of using it to transport food so I don't have to waste time going and getting it."

  "Don't you think leaving the lab sometimes is good?"

  "Not during important projects."

  "I dunno. You're looking kinda scrawny, Akon. You should get out more and eat better food." I glanced over at the taller man and raised my eyebrows. "You don't look like you've slept much in a while either."

  "I'm fine." He waved me off, and I sighed through my nose.

  "What's this?"

  "Food." I stated after setting a brown bag down on the table. Pulling out containers, I scooted some tools to the side to make room. "I cooked it, so you better eat it."

  "....You made me food?" Akon finally looked at me with a blank expression, and I nodded.

  "Home-cooked meals are better than prepackaged and heated-up ones. I'll be back later for my containers, so don't throw them away." Patting his shoulder, I then left.

  "Wow. You really did eat it all." My eyebrows rose at the empty, cleaned-out containers stacked in a neat pile.

  "You told me to."

  "Aw. You really are a good boy, aren't you?" I smiled while teasing him, but he fumbled and dropped the tools in his hands. Akon managed to catch them before they fell to the floor after rolling off the table. His eyes were wide and his knuckles were white from how hard he was holding the tools.

  "I, uh, I am an adult."

  "I know."

  "I'm not a boy. Let alone a good one."

  "Akon, I was just teasing you."

  "Oh." He seemed to relax and turned away from me to focus on the tech he was building. He glanced at me from the corner of his eye for a split second, then made it clear that he wanted me gone without even saying another word.

  Taking the containers with me, I couldn't help but smirk while thinking about how severely he had reacted to something so small.

  "My patience is wearing thin, Captain!" I shouted while storming through the lab. "Don't you ever try going over my head again! No one can give you permission but me, and I sure as shit won't!"

  "If you agree, I can make it as painless as possible." Mayuri stuck his hand through a metallic circle, and it disappeared into a swirling blue before suddenly appearing right in front of my face. He roughly grabbed my jaw and dragged me forward while forcing my mouth open.

  It wasn't hard to figure out Akon had finished building his portal if Mayuri was using it now.

  "Hm. Foul mouth and yet good oral hygiene all the same." The Captain was using the portal to get a look in my mouth while staying several yards away. "Ow!" He hollered when I bit his hand and pulled away from the portal that had been created in front of me. "Someone can't take a joke. Look! You even made me bleed, you little rat!"

  "You're more of a rat than I am!" I shouted before turning on my heel. "And I won't tell you again, Mayuri! Stay out of my files!" I heard him mock me by pitching his voice higher. The rage boiled, and I was about to start yelling again when I instead jolted with a surprised yelp.

  Spinning around with my face burning, I was going to raise Hell.

  Except, when I looked at them again, Mayuri and Akon were just shoving tools through the portal and sending them flying across the room. Neither of them were paying attention to me at all anymore.

  "This could actually have many practical uses." Mayuri held his chin before sending a screw through, and it clattered against the floor on the opposite side of the lab.

  If they were toying around with the portal by throwing things around and no one else was nearby....why had it felt as if someone pinched my ass?

  "I'll make you dessert if you do it." I said while setting new containers of food down on the table next to Akon.

  "And we both know he won't back off just because I ask him to." His eyes were glued to the computer screen as he typed away on the keyboard. I wasn't sure what he was doing, but it looked like he was putting in data based on how the numbers were grouped together.

  "Then what do you suggest? You know Mayuri better than anyone else here."

  "I suggest you agree to be a research subject."

  "Don't make me hit you. Now get to a stopping point and eat."

  "Define 'stopping point'." Akon droned, and I sighed through my nose. Taking the lid off the container in my hand, I then grabbed Akon's shoulder to force him to turn in his seat. With a spoon full of food, I shoved it into his mouth as soon as he went to vocally retaliate.

  "Eat." I raised my brows at him while his eyes narrowed. He chewed and swallowed with his arm resting on the table.

  "You're annoying."

  "Does it look like I care?"

  "No."

  "Now think. How can I get Mayuri to leave me alone without him studying me." I gestured with the spoon, and he heavily sighed.

  "Given his stubbornness and tenacity, killing him might be your only option." Akon then paused while looking to the side with his head tilted. He seemed to be thinking before he looked at me again. "Or let me do it."

  "Let you do it?"

  "Yes. He'll be jealous not being able to do the work himself, but he'll want the results more." Akon waved his hand. "I can also do it without any surgeries. Virtually painless." He then leaned forward, bringing his face closer as his dark eyes seemed to glitter.

  "Well....you certainly have more tact. But why virtually painless instead of just painless?"

  "Blood samples and the sort will come with a little prick." He seemed serious, and I couldn't believe I was actually considering it.

  "And he'll stop badgering me?"

  "He will with the research being done."

  "All right. Fine." I put another spoonful of food into his mouth. "What's your favorite dessert?" His eyes lit up, and even if he was just as knowledge-hungry as Mayuri, at least he went about it in a different way.

  "This auxiliary lab will give us more privacy. I doubted you would be comfortable enough in the main lab." Akon led me into a wide-open room filled with equipment and shelves of materials.

  "That was a correct assumption. So it's just us?"

  "Yes. You needn't worry."

  "No offense, but I know your colleagues aren't exactly known for respecting boundaries." Placing my hands on my hips, I then looked around the room again. "So what's first?"

  "External examination. I'll need you to take your uniform off."

  "All of it?"

  "Yes."

  "....Even my underwear?"

  "Yes. This is purely research, Wynter. Think of it like a more extensive physical." Akon turned on a computer with his back to me and pointed to a table a few feet away. "You can put your clothes there."

  Shifting on my feet, I took in a deep breath before loosening my sash. Pulling open my kosode and shitage, I then folded them over and placed them on the table. My sash and sword were next, followed by my hakama.

  The chill air in the room gave me goosebumps. Leaning on the table, I lifted one foot while listening to Akon type away on the computer. When I took the ties out of my hair, I heavily sighed since all that was left was my underwear.

  Glancing at Akon, I saw that he still had his back to me as he clicked on a few things. Taking the last garment off, I was left awkwardly standing there with my hands over my crotch while feeling the cold floor against my feet.

  "Before we start, do you have any scars other than the one on your mouth?" Akon spoke up.

  "Uh, yeah. Two on my chest. I had a double mastectomy."

  "Any others?"

  "That's it."

  "Good. Then this should be easy to get through." Akon finally turned around and paused while looking at me. I nervously shifted on my feet and dropped my gaze. "You have more muscle mass than I thought. Hm. Whoever did your mastectomy did a good job. Having the incisions follow the lines of the muscle tissue and with such clean cuts...." He trailed off while holding his chin and getting a closer look at my chest. "Does this hinder you in any way?"

  "No. I had no complications even during healing, so no problems."

  "I see." He stood up straight before reaching his foot under a table to pull out a stool on wheels. Akon sat down on it in front of me while sanitizing his hands. "You seem nervous."

  "Just hoping you'll be gentle with me." I chuckled, but he paused with a blank expression on his face. He then took in a deep breath and stretched his neck until I heard a few pops.

  It was hard to tell what just happened.

  He grabbed one of my wrists to bring my hand closer. Akon was surprisingly delicate as he spread out my fingers to look at them. He even checked my palm when flipping my hand over before his gaze moved up my arm.

  It was quiet in the room as he continued to get a close look at me. He briefly squeezed my bicep and shoulder before humming inquisitively. I was able to relax since he was maintaining professionalism, and I'd yet to see any sharp instruments.

  Akon had me turn around and swept my hair out of the way. His hands brushed down my back with his thumbs going along my spine.

  "You have no internal body modifications?"

  "I don't."

  "Your training and genetics seem to have gone hand in hand quite well. From what I'm seeing, your skeletal structure is nothing overtly impressive, but it does have more range than average. Reach back with both hands." Akon's hands left me as I put my arms behind me. He then grabbed my wrists and raised them with my elbows straight. "See, here is where most people will reach their limit, but you seem able to go further."

  "Being my size means I have to take advantage of what I do have and work with it." I chuckled, and Akon raised my wrists higher.

  "So you've trained to increase your flexibility?"

  "And agility." I replied as he lowered my wrists.

  "Hop up here. I'm going to look at your legs now." Akon pat the examination table, and I pulled myself up onto it. It was freezing cold against my ass. Once I got comfortable, Akon started at my feet, checking my nails and soles like he had my hands. "From the looks of it, your medical files are correct in that the noticed anomalies aren't visible externally. I'll start with blood, saliva, and epithelial cell samples to see if there's anything there."

  "And how do you plan to get the cell samples?"

  "I can just scrape your forearm." Akon walked away to gather supplies, and I was honestly relieved. Given the research department's reputation, I feared this might sour, but Akon was sticking to our agreement.

  I softly grunted while pulling my pillow closer. It was dark in the room, and I was too groggy to tell if I was still asleep or not. The moon peeking through the window near the bed did have a dreamy glow.

  I vaguely registered feeling something moving over my ass as I lay on my stomach. There was a gentle squeeze before something slowly swiped over my core. The next squeeze had my body unconsciously leaning into the touch since it felt good.

  I on some level realized it was a hand touching me, massaging my ass in a wide palm with long fingers. The hand traveled higher, hooking its fingers behind the waistband of my shorts before pulling them down. A tingle went up my spine when a few fingers traced the crease between my ass and thigh.

  The slow caresses and feather-light touches felt nice. The hand dipped lower and squeezed my inner thigh in a way that made my gut clench. Knuckles brushed against my core before pressing harder through the fabric of my underwear.

  Fingertips then traced over my labia before adding more pressure against my clit. I clenched and softly grunted as those fingers continued to stroke and gently push. Heat rushed beneath my skin and pooled between my thighs the more I was touched.

  Even if this sex dream was a bit strange, I wasn't opposed to it.

  My underwear was pulled down, exposing my ass and wet heat to the cooler air. The hand was joined by another when both grabbed my ass in a firm grip. My breath shook, feeling thumbs drift lower and sliding through the accumulated slick between my lips.

  They spread me open while exploring more. Those gentle fingertips tracing over my skin and circling my pussy kept me in a relaxed but needy state. My hips raised as I groaned into my pillow.

  One of the hands left me before two fingers pressed against my core. Given how wet I was, they slid right inside. The thumb found my clit and rubbed slow circles over it while the fingers began to pump in and out of my pussy.

  This damn dream was torture as I craved for the other hand to come back. In fact, I wished this stupid dream would give me more of whoever my mind was conjuring up.

  The fingers curled inside me, causing my spine to arch as I moaned. Whoever it was never went faster or harder, keeping a steady pace that made me squirm. Clutching my pillow, my brows knit together while my breath shook.

  The delicious torture continued, and wet sounds reached my ears with every thrust and curl into my pussy. The thumb on my clit also never stopped working, making sure that throbbing bud had attention that shot sparks of pleasure through my nerves. The slow, steady rise of building pressure just might actually release if this continued.

  "So how do they look?" I questioned while watching Akon studying the X-rays in front of him.

  "Normal enough. I'll have to go more in-depth. I have a hypothesis the anomalies are possibly related to your Zanpakuto's powers or even just hyperactive pheromones. Perhaps both."

  "Pheromones? Do I stink?" I grabbed my kosode and pulled it closer as I sniffed it.

  "According to those with more sensitive noses, you give off stronger chemosignals. I'm trying to figure out if this is just a natural occurrence or an influence of your abilities. There are also a few other things that showed up in other scans that are far outside of the normal range." Akon turned to look at me with his hairless brows furrowed. "But your bones, muscles, and other organs seem to be like any other."

  "A win for me, I'd say." Running a hand through my hair, I glanced over at the sectioned-off area hidden by curtains. "So what's back there? The curtains weren't there last time."

  "Some equipment had to be moved in here to make room in the main lab." Akon replied while entering data into the computer in front of him. A nagging feeling made me think he was lying for some reason.

  Standing up, I quietly went over to take a peak. If it really was just equipment, no harm no foul. But if it was some contraption Mayuri was planning to use on me, I'd break it before he could.

  "....Akon, I might be mistaken, but that just looks like a breeding mount." I stated with the curtain pulled back, and Akon's head whipped in my direction.

  "Which is equipment."

  "So it is a breeding mount?" I made a face, and I saw the tips of his ears turning red. "What the Hell would you guys need this for?"

  "We pride ourselves on thorough research, which happens to include the breeding habits of certain subjects."

  "So why the curtains if it's 'just equipment'?" I raised my eyebrows at him, and his gaze averted to the side.

  "Some people get....uncomfortable around such equipment. I wasn't sure if you were one of those people."

  "Thankfully, I'm not." I let go of the curtain and crossed my arms while walking back.

  "Then why did you react that way?" He looked at me again, and it was my turn to avert my gaze. Should I tell him the truth? "Wynter?"

  "Look, I don't know. Maybe you guys are a bunch of perverts or something."

  "Wha- I- We-!" Akon stumbled for words and actually looked embarrassed with wide eyes and red cheeks. "We are researchers! Scientists! N-Not perverts!"

  "Yeah, yeah. My bad. Come on. Let's go get dinner."

  "Unbelievable." Akon huffed.

  "Maybe if your entire department didn't have such a weird reputation...." I muttered, and he rolled his eyes while putting the X-rays away.

  Dragging Akon away from work to go eat had been easier than usual at least. However, he'd been quieter than normal. From the look on his face, I could only assume he was thinking about something. Probably work.

  After parting ways and going home, I was plagued by yet another dream so much like the previous few nights. The same hands gently caressing and groping tenderly, leaving me aching and throbbing.

  But this dream finally gave me more. It gave me sweet kisses to my inner thighs creeping closer and closer to my dripping heat. A broad tongue followed, lapping at my arousal with such hunger that made me shiver.

  Hands on my thighs spread my legs more before soft lips pressed against my clit with a kiss. I knew who I dreamed to be touching me this way. It was the first face that kept coming to mind even if I didn't actually see his face in these dreams. But those hands....those careful touches....and the low groan that vibrated his tongue had familiarity.

  I panted while clutching my pillow and silently begging for more. I was at the mercy of my dream that never truly gave me what I wanted, and what I wanted was all of him. To feel his entire body against mine, the warmth of his skin, and listen to him whimper my name.

  His mouth and agile fingers tried to coax as many orgasms out of me as possible before the blaring morning alarm had me waking up with a jolting start.

  Panting, I saw my bed in utter disarray as the morning sun lit my room. Heavily sighing, I groaned in frustration as my head fell back. These damn dreams kept leaving me with soaked underwear and terrible bedhead.

  Perhaps giving in to what I wanted might make the dreams stop. But there was no way trying to fuck Akon wouldn't have consequences.

  Going into the auxiliary lab late at night, I found myself unable to sleep due to the things running through my mind. I hoped talking to Akon could help clear things up and kill these things eating away at me. And since he hadn't been at home, this was the next best place to find him.

  The lab was mostly dark with some light coming from behind the curtains in the corner. I could hear music playing at a low volume with heavy bass that got louder as I got closer. As I had guessed, Akon was working late again. What project could possibly be keeping him up this time?

  "You're a sick fuck." Akon grumbled and heavily sighed. "'Pervert' is putting it lightly." My brows furrowed in confusion as I wondered what the Hell he was talking about and to whom.

  Grabbing the curtain, I slowly pulled it back to peek inside. I didn't want to interrupt if Akon was having a private conversation.

  But I only saw him casually leaning on the breeding mount while looking at a metallic device sitting on top of it. It looked like the portal he'd been working on before but with a few changes to it. Was he talking to his own invention or himself since no one else was there?

  "No. It's for research." Akon reached a hand toward the device before snatching his hand back and walking away from the mount. "If it was for fucking research, you wouldn't hide it, and you know it." His tone went harsh, and he leaned on a table littered with tools, a computer, and an ashtray with crushed butts.

  The heavy bass continued to play as he silently stood there. He then sighed and turned back around to reach out to the portal again.

  "You're an idiot and an addict." He turned on the device, seeming to have finally come to a conclusion after arguing with himself. I kept quiet hoping to figure out what the fuck was going on.

  Gone was all his previous hesitation as he put a few of his fingers through the portal. I jolted as my spine went stiff, and I covered my mouth with my other hand. My eyes went wide with utter shock as I could feel fingers rubbing between my thighs.

  My heart began to hammer in my chest as realization dawned on me, and I couldn't look away. Akon tilted his head while sighing as his fingers found my clit and began to rub slow circles. I watched as he changed his position and got closer to the end of the mount. Akon was still touching me through the portal when he grabbed the knot of his sash and loosened it.

  He was going to fuck the breeding mount while touching me.

  "Akon!" my voice made him jump as he twisted around.

  "Wynter?!" He looked shocked as his voice cracked, and he quickly backed away from the portal. "I-I-I-" He kept stepping back as his face flushed red until he ran into the table because of me advancing on him.

  "How long have you been doing this?"

  "I-I can explain-"

  "How long? Those weren't just dreams, were they?" My tone was firm as I placed my hands on the table on either side of him. He was trapped with nowhere to go.

  "Back up! Back up, back up, back up!" He sounded frantic, and I already knew why. I'd seen his erection before trapping him between me and the table.

  "No. You're gonna answer me." I took a step closer, forcing his legs to spread as he leaned one arm against the computer monitor. I could feel his dick getting harder as he looked down at me.

  "....A....A while. Please, you're too close."

  "What? Ashamed of getting caught in the act?" He turned his face away as his jaw clenched. "You owe me a big fucking apology."

  "I'm sorry."

  "You don't mean it."

  "I do."

  "Don't lie to me, Akon. I don't deserve that. Especially not after what I've done for you." I grabbed his thighs to hoist them onto my hips, causing him to make a sound of surprise as things on the table rattled. "And you're right. 'Pervert' is putting it lightly." His sash came loose with a simple tug, and I dropped it to the side.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Call it revenge. You left me to clean up your mess morning after morning. I think it's well past time I left you a mess."

  "Wait, what?" His eyes widened, and I opened the front of his uniform to expose his torso.

  "Hm. Look at what just a little bit of care does for you." Akon's skin looked smooth and unmarred, and he no longer looked as if he'd break just by touching him. It was still dark under his eyes from the lack of sleep, but I had a feeling he'd be sleeping fine when I was done with him.

  He watched as I pulled my own clothes off and didn't say a word the entire time. However, he spoke up when I grabbed his hakama to pull the garment off.

  "Wait. Shouldn't you be....mad?"

  "Akon, I've been bringing you home-cooked meals. I agreed to let you research me. I'm mad and I want to fuck you. Now get up." Grabbing his kosode that was barely hanging on his shoulders, I yanked him to his feet. "What do you think Mayuri will say if he finds out you've been using that portal to be a massive perv?"

  "That one is for personal use only. The one for the lab stays in the lab."

  "You made more than one?"

  "Several."

  "So you made a portal just to mess with me?"

  "I don't think I should answer that." Akon muttered, and I scoffed. Letting my gaze drop, I looked over his naked body with excitement flooding my veins.

  Letting him go, I went over to the portal and plucked it up from its stand. Akon tensed while watching me.

  "You know, something's been bugging me about the modifications you've made. It got me wondering...." I trailed off before slotting the portal into a bracket that held it perfectly right in front of the hole in the breeding mount. It fit too well to not be an intentional design. "You really are a dirty boy."

  "I didn't think you would notice that."

  "I notice a lot." I shrugged while leaning against the mount. "Now get over here." Akon seemed hesitant but did as told. "Mount up, stud." I pat my hand against the padded surface of the breeding mount, and Akon's blush deepened.

  "What?"

  "I didn't stutter." Our eyes were locked as we stared at each other.

  "You know where that will lead to right now."

  "I won't tell you again. Or do you need help?" I smiled while grabbing his wrists to pull him closer. Placing his hands onto the mount, I then stood behind him. With one hand on his lower back, I reached around with the other and wrapped my fingers around his dick.

  Akon took in a sharp breath before I began to stroke along the shaft a few times. He was hot and thick in my hand, making me even more eager to have him inside me.

  "Wynter...."

  "Hmm?"

  "What are you planning to do to me?"

  "Are you scared?"

  "You're making me feel as if I'm pinned beneath the paws of a predator, but I can't stop being hard. It's a very confusing mix of fear and arousal."

  "Honey, the only thing you need to fear from me is being devoured." I nipped his shoulder blade and smiled. "And you look pretty delicious." Akon's blush spread, turning the back of his neck a shade of pink.

  Guiding him forward, he tensed right in front of the portal. Keeping my hand on his lower back, I rubbed my thumb against his skin.

  "You can think of it as research. Believe me, having your cock inside me is very different from just your fingers or tongue." My voice was close to a purr as I looked down at his length in my hand. I was aching to feel him more, and he took a shaky breath before moving forward.

  The tip disappeared through the portal, and I felt it press against my core. Akon dug his nails into the mount as he could feel how wet I already was. Between his earlier touches and pinning him to the table, I was already close to just pouncing on him.

  Shifting on my feet to spread my legs a little more, I then used my own arousal to wet the head of his dick. I kissed Akon's shoulders and back as he slowly went a little further. His tip pushed inside first before inch by inch of his shaft followed.

  He was going so slow as I held his hips in both hands. Resting my forehead against his back, I bit my bottom lip while focusing on how he felt inside me. The sound he made, so soft I nearly didn't hear it, made me lose patience.

  Shoving his hips forward, he hit the mount while going balls deep. He made such a guttural sound as he hunched over and crumbled. I hummed and kissed his spine.

  "This is.... Fuck." Akon muttered as I smiled.

  "That good?"

  "It's so hot." He leaned against the mount more. "So wet....for me."

  "That's right, sweetheart. But you better get to work, though. You've got plenty of nights to make up for." My hands traveled up his back before going down his sides. He shuddered and pulled his hips back before thrusting.

  Akon's breath shook as his hands gripped onto the breeding mount. My palms ran up and down his thighs, exploring every inch of him that I could reach. His inner thighs were so soft as I raked my nails up them. He clenched and whimpered from my touch.

  My hands then went up his stomach to his chest, feeling his heart pounding beneath his ribs. I licked over his spine as he continued to thrust into the portal and in turn my pussy. His panting and muffled sounds had my clit throbbing.

  "You don't have to be so gentle, Akon. Here, let me show you how to do it." Placing my hand on his lower stomach with my fingers on either side of the base of his cock, I put my other hand on the mount. With my hips pressed against his soft ass, I thrust my pelvis forward.

  I kept his body between my hand and hips, grinding against his ass as I taught him how to fuck me. He moaned with his forehead against the mount. It was hard to keep control of myself when he looked and sounded so enticing.

  He clenched his jaw to muffle his moans and quiet grunts, and I nipped his back.

  "Open your mouth."

  "W-Wynter-"

  "I want to hear you. Tell me how good it feels, Akon."

  "Good. So good."

  "Better than your hands, huh?"

  "Yes! Fuck, yes."

  "Keep going." I cooed and grabbed his ass, making him jolt. "I said, keep going."

  "Like this?" His breath shook as he maintained the pace I showed him.

  "Just like that." I bit my bottom lip with my eyes closed in bliss. Feeling his thick cock filling me to the brim over and over again while listening to him was utterly delightful.

  Looking down at Akon, I held his hips again as my thumbs brushed over the dimples in his lower back just above his ass. The curve of his spine and how his muscles rolled beneath his skin as he squirmed was like looking upon some forbidden delicacy. I continued to grind against him and moaned.

  Leaning over, I littered more kisses over his back, and each nip made him buck. I could hear him panting curses while whimpering beneath me. It drove me wild.

  "Are you sorry now?" I questioned with my lips brushing up his spine.

  "No." Akon didn't hesitate in giving his answer this time. His horns nearly tore through the mount when he groaned.

  "I knew you were lying."

  "You feel so damn good."

  "What made you do it?" My arms wrapped around him as I leaned against his back. He didn't stop thrusting and dug his fingers into the mount's padding.

  "I wanted you....all to myself." Akon panted, and I hummed.

  "What a greedy boy you are."

  "A-And the way you taste.... I couldn't forget it."

  "Yeah? You really are an addict, huh?"

  "Y-You heard that?"

  "I did." My fingers slid up his throat to his lips. His hot breath rolled over my skin with each heavy breath. "This more than you bargained for?"

  "Unexpected. Not unwanted."

  "How far are you willing to go, little pervert?"

  "As far as you want. Make me yours. Please." Akon whined when I pushed my fingers into his mouth.

  "I'll take good care of you." I muttered before kissing his shoulder blades. My fingers pressed against his tongue as he moaned. It didn't take long for his saliva to be dripping down my knuckles and palm. It was even dripping from his chin onto the mount. "My, aren't you a drooler?" I chuckled while pulling my fingers free.

  Akon's saliva bridged between my fingertips and his bottom lip. Moaning, I lowered my wet hand between us. He nearly jumped when he felt me touch his ass with my slick fingers.

  "Shhh. Relax, darling." I cooed against his back while feeling the tension in his muscles. Rubbing my drool-soaked fingers over the puckered muscle of his asshole, Akon began to shiver. "Relax. That's it."

  I would've preferred proper lube, but his own spit would work well enough this time. Pushing one finger inside, Akon tensed again with a whimper. I didn't move any further and continued to kiss his back and shoulders to help him relax.

  He took a shaky breath, and I slowly began to pump that finger. His hips stuttered with his cock still buried in my pussy through the portal, making me smirk. Akon tilted his hips back as if seeking more, and I obliged.

  Getting in a second finger, Akon gave a broken moan and nearly fell from his knees shaking. The breeding mount kept him standing as I chuckled.

  "Oh, I'm gonna love this." Thrusting my hand, Akon nearly squealed while ramming his hips into the portal. I moaned and placed my other hand on the mount for stability. I didn't stop pumping my fingers, and Akon was turning into a mess under me with shaking legs and drool still dripping from his chin.

  He reared back while crying out my name as his hips went back and forth between the mount and my hand. I couldn't stop grinning while watching his body writhe and twitch from pleasure.

  "You're so fucking cute. Look at you. Barely even able to stand." I bit his shoulder while groaning, and his hips bucked. I knew when I'd found his prostate because he gave a broken moan as his voice cracked. He had to lean his elbows on the mount and was moaning with every thrust.

  He was getting close and losing rhythm. Curling my fingers, Akon's back arched while his voice filled my ears. Electricity danced across my skin with my eyes closed and my mouth hanging open in a moan.

  Akon's cock began to twitch as heat flooded my core and began to drip down my thighs. He groaned while giving a few more shallow thrusts that made more of his cum spill down my thighs. And, as he was deep inside me, I also hit my peak and orgasmed while groaning and biting his shoulder.

  Panting, I leaned against his back and slid my fingers out of his ass. Akon grunted, and I kissed the red bite mark. He slowly rocked his hip back to pull out while trying to catch his breath.

  As cum kept dripping down my thighs, I glanced around and spotted a sink a few yards away. Leaving Akon, I went to wash my hands and legs. When I was cleaned up, I glanced back and saw Akon collapsed on top of the breeding mount with his arms dangling over the sides and his cheek against the padding as he panted.

  Getting some paper towels, I carried them with me back to Akon. Folding one up, I used my other hand to tilt up his face and clean the drool from his chin.

  "You did so good." I cooed, and he hummed in response. Helping him get cleaned up, I then threw away the dirty paper towels. "You can have a little break, but I'm certainly not done with you." Brushing his hair back, I kissed his forehead.

  "Wynter...."

  "Hm?"

  "My knees are still weak."

  "Are they?" I chuckled and gently held his face in my hands. "You poor thing." Kissing his cheek and then the other, I paused with my nose brushing against his. "Maybe I'll ride you next time to give your legs a rest." Akon's breath shook as he glanced down at my mouth.

  Leaning in closer, I press my lips against his with my thumbs brushing over his cheeks.

  "I'd like that." He muttered.

  "Good. You've only made up for one night after all." I kissed him again, and his arms wrapped around me as he leaned into it.

[blasphemecel]

Mayuri Kurotsuchi ― Thorn In Your Side

PAIRING: Mayuri Kurotsuchi/Reader WORD COUNT: 4.6k TYPE: Humor, Rivalry WARNING(S): There’s um.. a lot going on. So dubious morality for both characters, mental torment (but in a funny way tbh), threats of violence, imagined violence that’s only somewhat deserved, One futile act of violence, department 12 shenanigans (like how Certain People think running experiments on others casually is acceptable), a couple NSFW jokes

Something malicious was brewing. And it was really, really bad.

Akon could only watch while you ran up to him with a dubious concoction of some sort in your hand, behaving much like an excitable child. It had been like this for a few weeks now: you and Captain Kurotsuchi would approach him and force him to take one of your potions or test one of your creations and then run off.

It wasn't your constant desire to drug him that was disconcerting to him. Actually, that was kind of normal.

No, what made him confused was how the two of you would come to him with the most benign and useless inventions possible. Sometimes you dicked around and made things that would only be viable in hyper-specific situations, and so did Captain Kurotsuchi, though it wasn't in the latter's style to involve Akon in it, much less to gauge his opinion on it. His way of achieving this was to subtly (not very) hint at him he's supposed to find his captain's projects way more impressive than yours, which was incredibly silly.

A few weeks ago you had presented him with some gadget which explodes if you wink at it, and you had asked him to see for himself, and when he did, you said, "See, it really explodes," as if that was ever questioned. Then Mayuri had asked him to drink some liquid which manipulates your color perception and was barely resisting the urge to throw a tantrum when you appeared out of nowhere and suggested he should turn it into gas poison and give it to Shunsui since it'd be useful for his shikai.

After some days, you showed up with an umbrella that could turn someone invisible, and then in retort Mayuri made some kind of spray which is capable of 'revealing the form of something concealed to the naked eye' or whatever he had called it. The situation had been snowballing from there.

It was unlike Captain Kurotsuchi to entertain such foolishness, but with you, things stood differently.

Before the Soul Society had exiled Urahara, Mayuri was second seat, and you were third. He liked to put on airs, and you liked to infuriate him. Even though he'd never lower himself enough to admit it, about the likes of you no less, in terms of intelligence, mostly you were even with him. Even if you applied your talents in... different ways, you could go toe-to-toe with him.

Of course, when Mayuri took Urahara's position, he demoted you immediately since he couldn't stand you. You brought out parts of him he didn't like to acknowledge ― mostly the desire to act based on emotion, with that emotion being anger, and those actions being to beat the living shit out of you one of these days. He couldn't bear the notion of you being able to get the best of him like he's sure you've wanted.

Even at present, you remained an unseated officer, yet taking that measure wasn't enough to keep you two separated. Maybe it would've been cute if you and Mayuri weren't the people you were at your very fundamentals.

No, he couldn't keep getting involved in this.

"You know, I'm obligated to go with the captain's whims. Yours... not so much," he said once you had arrived.

"Aww, really?"

"Why do you say that like you weren't aware?"

"I was just hoping you'd be too scared I'd run an experiment on you in your sleep to stop being my guinea pig."

"Is that a thinly veiled threat?"

"I didn’t veil it at all, Akon," you said with a joyous smile on your face. And like you had said nothing alarming at all, you skipped away from him and down the barracks.

___

Ichigo was not happy to see you. But then again, there hadn't been an occasion where he was ever happy to see you. Regardless, for the good of the town, maybe, he felt himself responsible to ask, "Why are you... here?"

"I'm going to steal a car," you said like it was normal.

"Do I want to know why?"

"I don't know, do you?"

"No, but I think you shouldn't do that."

Sensing he might've been about to start an altercation, you took the mature course of action and flash-stepped to a random location. Ichigo rolled his eyes like your very presence was an inconvenience to him, and then he figured going after you was more trouble than it was worth. On the off chance you could hear him, he called out, "Alright, GTA San Andreas."

The agenda for today was exciting. You giggled to yourself, which was perhaps creepy as you imagined what the look on your captain's face would be when you showed him up. Ever since Akon rejected you, he had lost interest in you again, but you came up with something that'd surely blow his pants off and make him jizz himself in front of everyone. Or at least that was the desired effect.

Once you found one of those cars from the world of the living that was to your liking, you readied a leftover hell's butterfly you'd stolen from someone and opened The Senkaimon, ready to travel through Dangai. Even if dragging it after yourself was a bit of trouble.

When you made it back, your face almost split open with a huge grin while you caressed the expensive sports car you had just borrowed. This was going to be so much fun.

___

No one had seen you for almost three weeks, though no one cared enough to look for you since you were most likely holed up in a cave somewhere, surrounded by 'borrowed' equipment. Surely you'd reappear as usual, much like a cockroach.

And reappear you did, in front of a large audience, while driving a vehicle and fast. Many people saw glimpses of you while you were speeding down the roads and terrains, and the car you were driving was not the one you initially stole.

It was Yumichika, Akon, Nemu, Mayuri and Yachiru you stopped to a halt in front of. You did not know why they were even together, but that hardly mattered at the moment because you rolled down the window and slapped something inside, and the car let out a blaring beep. There were other bystanders, of course, but you didn't know their names.

"What's the meaning of this?" demanded Mayuri. His features creased, which only made your eyes crinkle more and your smile widen. You'd gone missing (he wasn't worried, it's just- the workload output suffered as a result!) and now you appeared with whatever this was.

"I'm introducing cars to the Seireitei," you said casually, and then you hopped out before you slammed the door shut. Like this expensive ass thing you'd built yourself was nothing more than a worthless toy you'd discard once you've had your fun with riling him up.

Mayuri loathed you with all his being, except for maybe his artificial organs and parts.

Yumichika's eyebrows almost disappeared into his hairline. "You're doing what?!"

You ignored him as if he wasn't there, now fixated on Captain Kurotsuchi, who seemed to be on the brink of popping a blood vessel. He didn't care about how random your decision was or what means ― ethically ― you used to achieve this. He was just mad he didn't think of it first. And oh, he was sure you were having a field day.

"And is that why you were slacking off?" he asked, taking a menacing step closer to you, but you didn't budge. You never really did.

Yachiru rushed off, rambling something about telling Kenpachi the good news, even though she didn't know what the things both of you were saying even meant. But it sounded like a good thing, so she figured it was worth celebrating.

Again, with the thick tension between yourself and Mayuri, neither of you cared enough to note that she had run off. It seemed wholly irrelevant.

"Well, yes," you said while scratching your chin, and then you inched closer to him as well. One of the many things he hated about you was your nerve, your audacity. "I thought it was gonna take less, but then I had to teach myself how to drive, so... But hey, it might be a good thing!" Then you faked being upset, twisting your face in an ugly way, just to rub in the fact you're being disingenuous. "After all, our division's budget got cut off a lot 'cause of your last experiment, Mayuri, but if we mass sell these, maybe we can get some of those profits back."

He should fucking incinerate you right here in front of everyone.

"A member of my division will not parade around such lowly inventions." He was just saying that for the sake of talking and putting you down, which he was guilty of indulging in often, and you knew it. "You're an embarrassment to me. Modifying another world's mode of transportation? Can you be anymore unoriginal?"

You inched even closer, and so did he, until you pressed against him cheek-to-cheek. The subject of your disagreement barely mattered. You often communicated around each other, and the words either of you said never amounted much.

"I'm sorry I'm such an embarrassment, Mayuri," you said, sounding all too happy about it. "Maybe you should punish me by letting me test one of your new poisons for you."

Yeah, right, so you could come up with an antidote on your own and piss him off some more? "You're too filthy to even be a lab rat."

His face paint was smudging against your cheek. Your eyes were almost closed into crescents while his were open wide, peering right into you, golden and alert and manic. You turned your head slightly as you were butting into him, and your eyelashes were poking him in the retina, yet he was unfazed. Mayuri smiled at you, all teeth, like you were prey, and you leered right back at him like you would any other day, close-lipped.

"Is that their socially acceptable way of fucking in public?" Yumichika cut in with a deadpan.

Nemu couldn't feel much, but something akin to disgust rose within her, and she walked away without a word. Akon shared similar sentiments and followed suit.

"Come on guys, was it something I said?"

Yachiru reappeared, this time on Kenpachi's shoulder. She pointed at the car you'd brought and told him this was what she was talking about.

"It seems weak," Kenpachi said before he obliterated it with one punch. It was now nothing more than a pile of parts and components.

Mayuri snapped out of whatever trance he was in and put the tiniest bit of distance between himself and you. Then he turned to Kenpachi. "You know, as much as you repulse me, you can be useful for certain things I wouldn't stoop low enough to do myself."

"Don't start with me, you fucking nerd. What's this, anyway?"

"It was just my little side-project," you intervened, though you sounded like you weren't at all upset about what he had done, and you weren't. You had a calm expression plastered on your face.

At this, Kenpachi felt a little sheepish. "Uh, ok."

"Don't worry about it," you said while you clapped your hands. "It was a lot of fun making it, but I don't care anymore!"

___

You were back to working like you were supposed to be, inputting some boring data into the computer at your workstation. Mayuri approached you. He liked to hover over your shoulder and wait for mistakes to come up, yet those occasions were rare. Your slip-ups were his personal Christmas.

"About that stunt you pulled earlier," he started when he found there was nothing else to nitpick.

"What about it?" you answered, all clueless and frolicsome.

"It seems your senile mind doesn't comprehend this, so let me make myself clear. And you might want to write this down since I won't repeat myself. You're forgetting you're no longer third seat, and that man isn't around to defend your antics anymore, so I suggest you stop allowing yourself to behave like you used to... Or there might be consequences." Despite how this little speech of his was supposed to serve as a warning, he seemed thrilled at the possibility of enacting some kind of punishment on you.

You kept silent.

"Did you understand? Don't tell me outside of being an idiotic embarrassment, you also can't do something as simple as comprehend simple sentences," Mayuri said brusquely.

"Sorry, did you say something?" you asked, closing your eyes and slipping into your usual facade of oblivious tactlessness. "I didn't hear any of that 'cause you look like a clown and it distracted me. You know me, I'm just a stupid little thing. Get sidetracked easy and all."

He fought against his natural urge to clench his fists and perhaps pummel you to death. It was below him to be provoked by you and the kinds of things you'd say, and yet they angered him to no end. The kinds of digs you made were low effort most times, though somehow you still got under his skin. Maybe he held resentment towards you for too long now, but if he lost control of his self-imposed restraints, he'd also lose to you.

You were smart enough to know what to say and how to act to piss off everyone you met. That was the horrible thing about you, really, how much you liked to play games, and how you thought of ways to rope people into them. Instead of putting your brain to good use, you used it to engage in some mild version of psychological warfare with whoever you thought would react in a fascinating way, and usually it was never in your best interest to mess with your targets.

Mayuri found this to be what was wrong with people like you, and Ichimaru Gin, and Urahara Kisuke. This love for something so boring, so uninspired. How you had your way and pressed him, anyway.

Well, your favorite game to play, it seemed, was walking on his last fucking nerve. And it had been just that for decades now.

"Don't worry, I'm a very tolerant person, as you may know," Mayuri said. "Maybe I shall write my detailed instructions on how you could avoid acting like a cretin on a post-it note and stick it to your forehead? Or perhaps branding them on your arm would do, so you can see them without trouble?"

You cheered. Mayuri recognized this as a cue you were about to say something insufferable. What was worse was, you increased the volume of your voice so everyone in proximity could hear. "Ooh, branding? How about a tattoo? I love tattoos! My pain tolerance is really high, you know? I have a tramp stamp of your name. I like showing it to the others and telling them about our star-crossed lovers story. You know, how you didn't let me be lieutenant because-"

On impulse, Mayuri found it fitting to shut you up by forcing his fingers into your blabbering mouth. They were wet, and it was disgusting, so disgusting he'd probably have to burn his skin off and regenerate to be rid of all remnants of you later, but he had muffled what you were saying, which was what was important. He considered probing your throat and killing you in this way, but it seemed too vulgar and primal for his tastes.

He grit his teeth and the tension in his jaw was enough to give him a migraine already, if you hadn't already accomplished that before. You were talking whatever bullshit came to mind and there was no way in hell you were being serious, but this ordeal got out of hand and attracted a lot of onlookers. Now that he thought about it, maybe he hadn't made the best decision with his method of shutting you up, considering what you had just said.

With this in mind, he got his slender hand far away from you, like your saliva had burned him. You looked at him with false confusion.

"Oh, don't be shy, I know you're inexperienced with matters of the heart since everyone always runs away from you, but-"

"Will you stop lying in front of everyone? Do you think the general population is as insolent as you to believe this? Or that someone such as myself would be involved with someone like you, for that matter? Do not make me laugh. I don't like trivial things like jokes, unlike you."

Mayuri wanted to slap you silly, but he was also getting the impression that you were trying to get him to. You were like dirt under fingernails, something filthy which needed to be gone.

What was wrong with you? Something was definitely wrong with you. He just didn't know what it was.

"Lying?" You stood up, turned around and almost undid your hakama. "I can show you-"

He was sure you would have exposed yourself, but he shoved you in a way he believed seemed as casual as possible until you were sitting again. And he turned your chair around, jaw grazing the nape of your neck. You thought the gesture meant you should get back to work, but then he continued creepily breathing on you and you wondered how he was going to react.

The notion of you doing whatever you said made him want to... Actually, he wasn't sure what he wanted to do. Then words came back to him and he retreated to the side, where he'd been standing, and you glanced over your shoulder to observe him. You looked delighted.

Mayuri grinned at you. "I'm going to chain you up in a basement-"

"Not into bondage, sorry."

"-and I'm going to create a full copy of your DNA, sample it, and use it as a base for an antidote. Then I'll distribute it as birth control, so a person like you is never born again."

You smiled at him and even laughed as if this was casual conversation where he had, perhaps, slipped a witty one-liner. "Oh, that's a really interesting idea, Mayuri. Maybe you should've made something like that for Aizen, or even Yhwach? Also, you know my DNA doesn't include my personality traits, right?"

His gaze lingered on your lips when you pursed them. You were pretending to be contrite, though it came across as parody.

Your stupid fucking lips, attached to your stupid fucking mouth, which opened to produce sounds from your stupid fucking vocal cords that you didn't deserve to have.

Suddenly an idea came to him and his face lit up like never before. Mayuri gazed at you the same way he tended to when a formidable enemy was facing him and he’d figured out how to defeat them. Then he walked off without uttering a word.

___

Akon thought you were insane.

"Not that I care," he prefaced, "but why do you like riling up Captain Kurotsuchi so much?"

"I act out for attention," you told him cheerfully.

"Don't sound so happy to admit that!"

"I miss Captain Urahara," you said, scratching your neck. "He was fun."

___

Mayuri waited a while to put his plan into motion. Waited a while for an opportunity to be alone with you, to be precise, after he had finished his preparations. And for the first time in his life, this seemed to lift his spirits.

He approached you in a way that was inconspicuous enough. Often you found him obvious to some extent, but there were no oracles to warn you of what was about to occur.

Mayuri pulled you in for a kiss before you could even say hello which would've involved roundabout condescension. You got caught off-guard, but you still responded, even if his lips were kind of cold and unpleasant against yours. He kissed like it was something he read about in an article, and he was insistent on using too much tongue all over your mouth. But it was him, so you didn't mind all that much.

He pulled away from you all too quickly and he seemed elated, which is what first made you suspicious. You opened your mouth to say a snarky remark, but nothing made out. Your voice didn't reach your ears, and Mayuri ogled you with even more glee, if possible.

After he lifted his finger to his chin and turned away from you to mock you, he said, "Words, insults, words, insults, backhanded compliments. Give it a rest, won't you? You've been talking for a while. I'm sure your throat hurts."

You tried to babble some more, for whatever reason, and the effort was futile. No sound would come out. He caught you off-guard and slipped some drug to shut you up while he was kissing you in that pathetic way of his. You knew you should've been angry, but you continued smiling at him impishly.

"You like games, right? Let's play the silent game and not talk for a little while. Is this fun enough for you, [Y/n]?"

At this, you reached in your pockets and pulled out a pen and a sheet of paper. You wrote:

'Were you eavesdropping? I said that about Urahara 'cause I hoped you were.'

Mayuri knew he shouldn't have given you the opportunity to communicate with him at all. He should've left you on your own to deal with your predicament, but for some godforsaken reason he'd been curious, and now he appeared angered. He ripped the paper out of your hands and tore it to pieces before breaking your pen with his bare fingers.

You produced another pair of identical items. It was weird you had these on hand, almost as if you found him predictable and you figured he would've punished you in such a way at some point. And so you scribbled with haste:

'Don't worry, I have more.'

"Oh whatever," Mayuri seethed in a manner unlike himself before he, decidedly for mental health reasons, walked away from you.

You licked your lips. The paint, or at least what remained, didn't taste like anything.

___

Mayuri knew you wouldn't be mute forever. He had just hoped his peace would've lasted for longer than three days, yet you were as talkative as ever when you came up to him.

"Mayuri," you said, wiping your brow dramatically. "I know I'm the thorn in your side, the burr under your saddle, the itch in your butthole, and so on, but you CAN'T steal a kiss like this ever again! You were horrible!"

His eye twitched. "How'd you reverse it so fast?"

You shrugged. "I kind of feel like you're changing the subject here."

"Because I don't care about whatever you just said, and it's irrelevant! Now tell me, how did you do it?!"

"You don't have to be upset," you said. "I can teach you."

Well, now he thought you were the one changing the subject at hand. He didn't like the way you leaned closer to him ― you'd often invaded each other's personal spaces, but this time something was different ― and he didn't like his body's embarrassing response to it. Heart beating fast, sweaty hands, something like fear but not quite, flushed skin. He hated it. It wasn't like this when he ambushed you, but that action had purpose. Mayuri wasn't sure what your goal was in doing this.

Everything you represented in his life was something he was against; to be challenged, a strange pest the actions of he couldn't see coming, someone who made him lose his cool without fail... attraction, loss of control. Nevertheless, he made no move to stop you, even if he considered doing so, instead choosing to lower his eyelashes like you had to meet you half-way.

He lost your game, didn't he?

You held his face and tilted his head to your liking. You were about to make a mess, and instinctively he wanted to scold you for it, but it hardly seemed to be the time for that. The pressure you applied to his lips was light, and what was more disturbing was the warmth blossoming in his chest. He was already short of breath. It was disgusting! You did that to him. You wanted him to act like a fool, and it was repulsive. Illogical as it may have been, amid blaming you for whatever was occurring, his hands found their way around your hips, and he pulled you closer into himself.

You traced his bottom lip with your tongue, and when he let you, you touched the tip of his tongue with yours. It was a better sensation than the time he slobbered all over you, maybe; he didn't really know or care.

Suddenly, you pushed him away and looked at him critically. "Alright, you're still pretty bad, but this was better."

Mayuri was a little stumped you ended it so short, but maybe he deserved it since he had done something similar to you not so long ago. Soon after his initial surprise, though, he did his little eye roll and regained his attitude like it hadn't disappeared at all. "You don't need to be so happy you found the only thing you're better at than me."

He addressed you with annoyance. Things were on the brink of balancing back to normal.

"Well, don't keep your hands glued to your sides. It's creepy."

After staring you down like you weren't anything above a microorganism, Mayuri considered himself done with this situation and was ready to move on with his day. He pondered if he should cleanse himself of this incident, but maybe not. The process was too time-consuming.

You used your fingers to pull up your mouth in an even wider grin than usual and said, "You like me! I'm your first kiss, you likeeee me."

He didn't know why, but it made him feel belittled, and Mayuri whipped out a bottle of a new type of poison he'd been developing and broke it over your head. He carried it around for 'self-defense' and the self-defense part of it was in case you ever bothered him enough he needed to kill you on the spot. It meant to melt your skin in the matter of seconds, but you acted as if this happened to you every Tuesday and injected yourself with a needle you seemed to have taken out of nowhere.

Mayuri bared his teeth at you.

"I got a sample of this when I was snooping around and already developed my antidote. Sorry, Mayuri, I didn't wanna take yours," you explained with a smile.

Okay. That was it.

He exhaled through his nose, then backed away from you, then he started gradually disappearing out of sight as he tried to vacate the premises. The premises being your general presence.

You yelled at him while he was leaving, "I know you like me! I'm your first kiss! You gotta like me."

Then you turned around towards Akon, who had been pointedly ignoring this entire, bizarre exchange, and decided he needed to be convinced of this too. "He likes me," you said, pointing your index finger towards the place Mayuri had been standing.

"I'm going to be honest with you, I think he's planning on turning you into one of those pod people he keeps in jars."

"Oh, what makes you say that?"

"Well, I saw the plans for it."

For the first time, you appeared a little alarmed. "Shit. Looks like I need to hack into the database again."

Akon shrugged like he hadn't just revealed you were about to die, and soon.

"So does that still mean he likes me?"

"No, [Y/n], it doesn't."

"I'm taking this as a solid maybe," you said, going back to smiling, and you skidded away from him with a slight spring in your steps.

[lostbutterflyutau]

2, 4, 5, 6, 23, and 24 for Velvette and Camilla please? I don't have emojis so just picture the devil emoji cuz hell

YAAAAS. Let's GO!!!

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

Velvette: Her attitude and looks. Seriously, girl is serving. Even though it is immature at times, I just love her overall aura and aesthetic. Plus, I love how observant we see her being in the bit of time she gets on screen and the fact that her looks change so frequently, which speaks to her position as a trendsetter and fashion designer.

Carmilla: Like Velvette, I like her attitude, but for different reasons. She's clearly been in position for awhile and that reflects in the way she conducts herself. I also love how she will literally murder for her family. I have a thing for protective characters who are also secretly soft with certain people (in this case, her daughters).

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

Velvette: Oh, geez. I guess I never thought about it much. Maybe something akin to Project Runway/Rainbow where I could see her being a great judge.

Carmilla: This is super obvious, but considering Striker is mentioned as having a Carmine-crafted rifle, it would be cool to see her in Helluva Boss. I know it will never happen, but the idea intrigues me.

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Other than their respective songs from the show:

Velvette: Shameless by Camilla Cabello, but that's because I ship her with an OC of mine and it reflects that.

Carmilla: Sexy Bitch by David Guetta ft. Akon, for... reasons. I'm simping respectfully.

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Velvette: Hmmm... Fashion, I suppose. Not in that we dress the same, but enjoy creating it (even if I just do sketches).

Carmilla: Not much, actually. The only thing I got is that we're protective of and will go to bat for those we care about.

23. Favorite picture of this character?

(This is my favourite Velvette look (Planning to cosplay it eventually!). And I just love the attitude you can see in her everything here).

(Carmilla with her hair down is EVERYTHING. DAMN GIRL. YOU A SEXY BITCH. (And I will cosplay you as well one day)).

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

Velvette: We haven't seen many side of her, but in some ways, Velvette reminds me of early Carla Delgado. Like, season one through mid season two where she was more ornery and disrespectful before Ash happened and she chilled out.

Carmilla: No one, honestly. Like, she has traits in common with other fandom characters, but I can't peg just one character from a fandom I've been in as being similar. Or I'm just blanking right now.

[recurring-polynya]

Re: the tags on Sensing Rukia Fighting Aaroniero: Renji the Designated Squad 11 Radio Antenna. It's the hair spikes they help him hear better. Yumichika's antenna are the hair/eyelash accessories. Zaraki doesn't count bc his own electromagnetic reiatsu aura drowns out everything else and this is also why he's always shouting. Welcome to Shitpost Worldbuilding Wednesday With Lexi.

Whether or not this is actually true, I like to believe that this is the commonly held belief at Squad 11 (at least among those who are capable of paying attention through a six-syllable word like 'electromagnetic.') Look at Madarame. His bald ass ain't sensing shit.

Mostly, though, I am enjoying thinking about Renji explaining this to the Nerd Squad at the bar. He is a) quite drunk and b) very earnest, but also, c) a known troll and retired professional liar. No one can tell if he believes this or if he's trying to have one over one him (where "the one" is that he believes this bullshit). This is happening during the 17-mo timeskip, so Momo is substantially recovered, but also drunker than she probably should be, and is also constantly Taking Up Projects. Looking around the table, she realizes that she has the makings of a very good Scientific Experiment.

Over the next three weeks, she calls the three of them up at random times and asks them to tell her where she is, or where some randomly designated person is ("Captain Hitsugaya? He's in his office. He's *always* in his office.") She keeps a big notebook, recording their accuracy.

Unfortunately for science, while they're all roughly equal, Renji is a little better at sensing reiatsu than Shuuhei, who is in turn, a little bit better than Izuru.

Renji is insufferable. Izuru is livid. Shuuhei decides to join the "insufferable" side, because he thought he was going to come in third and is very excited about coming in second.

Shinji spends an hour on the phone trying to convince Hiyori to repeat the experiment in the Living World with Love and Hachi ("You used to be a scientist! Don't you miss doing a science?" "Absolutely not.")

Momo writes a white paper and makes a nice poster, which she presents to the SWA. Nemu rates her a "good methodology and interesting results" and asks if she can have a copy to share around at Squad 12. The Twelfth has a lot of machines for enhancing reiatsu sensing, she says, but no one has really done a deep dive into wearable solutions, because they all hate "going outdoors" and "doing things."

Akon shows up to next Tuesday's booze night because he's decided to try integrating some micro-antennae into his horns. Izuru swears he will murder all of them.

Anyway, as far as we know, we've never been given any sort of explanation as to why Momo cut her hair short during the timeskip, but there's no way to disprove that she did it so that she could gel it into an sick prototype reiatsu-sensing faux-hawk (for science!)

[bleachbleachbleach]

11/26/23

In my last one of these I said that writing in weird rogue snatches was my way of confirming that I was alive, so I guess I'm dead now. I'm upset by the number high-intensity, maximal-effort Things that need to be attended to, and I am very stressed!!! and alternate between feelings of bitterness and despair. I'm mad about everything! 12 hours into an 8 hour drive the other day, I was thinking about my calendar and returned to my perennial thought that I should just give up on hobbies because accepting full-stop that they are not possible would be less upsetting day-to-day than continuing to desire them. Rolled back around to the same thought driving home last night. And this was AFTER I finally got days off. Everything is stupid! HOW DO I CHANGE IT. But I read a lot of fanfic on Friday and wrote for an hour this morning and a least part of the 1500 miles I have logged driving this week went to thinking about Rose and Kira and Hitsugaya and Rukia and not calendar despair. And I should be able to work 40-hour weeks for at least the first 2/3 of 2024, provided I survive December. So we persist.

This isn't from the chapter I'm working on (nor was most of that car time thinking), but here's what I consider the most outrageously self-indulgent segment of the entire fic, which I recently revised to make it even more self-indulgent and even more incomprehensible unless you possess a very particular knowledge set. I've kept it in mostly because it's my fic and I can put whatever I want in it, but also because I feel like it's 10000% an okay reading experience if Rose and Akon have a weirdly niche conversation and you don't understand wtf they're talking about. I feel like that's probably what's supposed to happen.

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Outoribashi sighs. “Hacchi devised it as a way of masking reiatsu that’s more effective against Hollows than our usual. Tousen and I added the layers that would make it more effective against Quincy. We never finished the back end. That project got interrupted somehow."

"I see," says Akon.

"I always imagined its next iteration would be to create a pocket dimension—a place ripped from sensory detection because it exists on another plane entirely. Aizen had expressed an interest.”

“I see,” says Akon. "Exiled a hundred years in Living World, no IRB, no Central 46, and you didn’t use that time to perfect forbidden kidou?"

Outoribashi smiles thinly. "The Living World is no place for that. There is no there there."

"A rose isn’t a rose isn’t a rose?" Akon volleys back.

"Only for Emilys."

"Deep cut," says Akon. “In the English?”

Outoribashi shakes his head. “The French. I find meaning heightened in translation, and Coindreau is a master.”

"Touché."

"An impressive showing from you, as well. I would not have imagined Soul Society so well-versed in otherworldly literatures."

Akon shrugs. "Labwork. Waiting around. The whole 'world enough and time' thing. I keep myself entertained."

"Then you can imagine why, in exile, I would choose to entertain myself otherwise, rather than continue to tinker at failed kidou."

"Still, I wouldn’t have figured you a Modernist," Akon says, gesturing at the puff of frills at Rose’s neck. "Unless that’s your take on making it new again."

"I love Paris in any era," Outoribashi replies flippantly. "Even when the Americans are in town."

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[rachayita98-blog]

That's How I Know Taylor Swift

It was the summer of 2009, I was in the 5th grade. My sister had come home for her vacation. Her friend came over to exchange home assignments and also transfer some new music collection to our PC. Those were the days of PCs and pendrives. I had this curiosity to sit by the PC when someone was working on it and observe carefully whatever was being done–the files transferred, the keyboard shortcuts used and the entire technological mechanism seemed enthralling to me since always. As her friend, whom I called Dada (Brother) was doing his work, I kept staring at the monitor and kept tracking all the new music folders that were being pasted on our PC. Dada asked, " Do you listen to Western music? I have some cool collection". My sister was least interested because she was a Hindustani Classical singer and listened to Hindi songs only. My eleven-year old mind was open to some novelty. I said "Transfer whatever new music you have". My sister was crazy about the Twilight movie which was a huge phenomenon back then. She read the novel in her hostel and became a fan of Edward Cullen a.k.a Robert Pattinson. But it was difficult to watch the movie without the subtitles, obviously.

Having exchanged their assignments which was to be submitted to their school after the vacation, Dada left – left me fascinated to explore the brand new music, the Western music!

I was also being trained in Hindustaani Classical music along with my sister but I was always highly intrigued by the west; never quite had any exposure to it....and this was my golden opportunity to unlock the treasure!

I sat down and began my treasure hunt. My sister got busy with her projects and I, opening every folder that was created on the PC on a lookout for the music files. And finally found a folder which contained songs by various Western artists whose names I had never even heard of. There was Akon, Enrique, Owl City, Elvis Presley, Bryan Adams and all these were so, so new to me. I began playing those songs one by one and was so deeply moved by their musicality. But I couldn't comprehend the lyrics. We had BSNL broadband back then which gave 1 GB of data for monthly usage. It was a huge thing, I must say. I Googled and discovered azlyrics.com and lo! My work was half done. I played those songs on Windows Media Player and read the lyrics from the Chrome browser. And that was my entry to the world of Western music.

Akon 's "I'm So Paid" was a regular on-loop on my Philips mp3 player. Also, listened to "Lonely" and other hits by Akon. And then, I grooved to Summer of '69, Blue Suede Shoes, I Want It That Way, Somebody's Me, and several other superhits by various Western artists of the time.

One day, I found a folder that had some songs by female artists. There was a song titled "Butterfly Fly Away" and "I Miss You" by Miley Cyrus. Well, I had no idea who she was but I played those songs anyway. These songs were comparatively easier to understand and sing along. So, reading the lyrics from the browser tab, I began singing along. And that's how I learnt singing Western song!

Now, I was greedy to explore more female artists from the Western world. And then I found a video folder. God I tell you, that was the hidden treasure unlocked!

I found the music videos of Taylor Swift!!!

There were videos of Crazier, White Horse, Teardrops on my Guitar, Love Story, You Belong With Me and a few other. I was so deeply fascinated and enthralled and moved and touched by her voice that I decided she's going to be the Inspiration to my Western singing....and there was no looking back.

To understand her music, I didn't need azlyrics.com because she was so fluent and easy on her diction and pronunciation that I quickly understood and caught up with her songs. The soft melody in her voice and the beauty in her lyricals were just incredible to me. I instantly fell in deep love and admiration for Taylor Swift.

Next up, I began Googling other songs by her– her albums , latest releases and also her photos for my desktop wallpaper! She was my obsession, my guide, my mentor, my friend and most of all, my Guru. She was and is with me through the best of times and the darkest of phases. She has been my constant.

She taught me to be Fearless and to Speak Now without being so conscious of the Reputation built in people's minds. She left a Blank Space in my heart which is only to be filled by her. She inspired me to survive through the darkest Midnights and make it up with any Bad Blood. She has my heart and soul, and I know it All too Well.

Fun fact: I performed her songs playing the guitar in school and college events. Crazier being the first one, followed by Safe and Sound, Red, and several more to go!

[chaiwrote]

* lore for hayato tendou.

tendou is an illegitimate child of one of the noble families. thus, he's cast out to preserve the pure image of the nobles and forbidden to make contact. his mother, too, abandons him in the rukongai and her status is unknown.

taken in by the hayato family, he adopts their last name. however, life is still difficult in the rukongai and he often faced abuse and ridicule by those who know of his background, degrading him for being a tossed away half-noble; added on by the tribulation many already face living in the slums of the soul society.

because of this experience, hayato harbors a grudge towards those of nobility. although he's grown out of the thinking that all those of nobility are the same and just as bad as the next, he's cold and speaks rudely towards those of noble status until / if he warms up to them. one such figure he hasn't warmed up to nor might ever is kuchiki byakuya.

originally, when he first graduated, he was assigned to the twelfth division. he worked closely with akon, showing a keen interest in chemistry and developing biochemical weapons for special use. he often went on research missions conducted by vice captain nemu to collect anything that might be of use to captain mayuri in his projects.

currently, he serves in the second division. although he has the capability to be a seated officer, he purposely downplays his skill to avoid further responsibility.