#hands are so hard especially Reigen Hands

[shrimparted]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY R- what the hell do you mean I’m two days late

[ID: A Mob Psycho 100 comic set post-canon. Mob, depicted with chin-length hair and wearing a skirt, says to Ritsu, "I just haven't been able to think of a gift he'd actually like. And I want it to be special, cause this time he'll expect the party."

She looks down with a frown. "Especially since Teru accidentally added him to the group chat." Ritsu laughs with a "Hah!" and says, "I do have an idea, if you want to hear it." Mob smiles tiredly and says, "Please." Ritsu says, "Okay, but it's a pretty big gift so we should check in with everyone."

Teru, shown with hair past his shoulders, exclaims happily, "Yes!! I think he would love that!" Tome grins and says, "Oh my gosh, yess! Maybe we'll actually see him cry this time, hah!" Shou looks interested and says, "Oh for sure! I actually know a place we can find one!" Serizawa smiles, "I'm pretty sure his new lease allows pets!" Dimple squints and says, "… How do you know that," and Serizawa says, "How about we stop talking for a little while."

Next, marked "a few days later:", we see Reigen opening the door to Spirits and Such. The door creaks open, and he screams with terror when people loudly go, "Happy birthday!" We see scenes of the party: Reigen sweating and grimacing as Tome offers a cake with Ritsu laughing in the background, Serizawa and Reigen smiling fondly at each other with a heart floating between them, and Reigen looking dead-eyed as everyone photographs him and his cake-covered face.

Reigen, now cleaned of cake, flops on the couch and smiles, "Wow! All that's missing now is a present!" He sweatdrops. "… I can feel you all staring. Then he exclaims "Oh!" at the sight of all the kids looking happy and excited. Mob is in the center, smiling with anticipation and holding a box about the size of a large shoebox.

Reigen takes it with a fond smile, saying, "Aw, kids… I was joking but this is really--" He breaks off with a shocked sound as something shifts within the box. He holds the box away from himself and says flatly, "Is this a prank--" but is cut off by a laughing Tome shouting, "Just open it already!!!"

Reigen, frowning, exclaims, "No way! I'm not falling--" As he speaks, a canine nose pokes out from the boxes lid, and his expression turns to shock. "-- for that?"

We see a small puppy excitedly wagging its tail from within the box. The kids all talk. Teru: "Surprise!!~" Shou: "It should be a Shiba but since it's a rescue it's probably not pure bred." Mob, nervous: "… Do you like it?" Tome: "Who cares!! It's adorable!!"

Reigen stares down with silent shock. Making a hiccuping noise, he looks at everyone with an overwhelmed expression that moves to tears as he picks up the dog, making wordless wavering noises as he does.

The puppy licks Reigen's cheeks, and Reigen scrunches up his face as he tries not to cry. The kids exclaim: Ritsu, grinning: "Oh my god." Teru: "Awww." Tome, surprised: "Holy shit, he's speechless!" Mob, happy: "So you like it?"

Reigen sniffs loudly and says, "You guys…" Everyone looks at him eagerly. Once again crying, Reigen says, "Get out of my office." The kids looks surprised, and Serizawa sweats and wryly raises his hands, saying "Reigen--" Reigen cuts him off by shouting so hard he motion blurs. "I said-- get out." His shout is also blurred, and it's bold and in large font.

The final page shows Reigen lying down and blubbering while holding the puppy, who keeps wagging its tail. Narration says, "After everyone left, Reigen proceeded to weep in the privacy of the Spirits and Such office." Ritsu is shown facing away fromt he camera, arms crossed behind his back as he mutters, "Man." Narration says, "Ritsu was blamed for the whole ordeal even though for once he was trying to do something genuinely kind for Reigen, even if it was just for Mobs sake." End ID]

ID by @princess-of-purple-prose thank you so much!

[rainyorca]

You're So Handsome When I'm All Over Your Mouth 𓇼 Reigen Arataka X Reader

Content warnings: F!reader, nsfw, cunnilingus, p n v, slight voyeurism, sick!reader, established relationship, smut.

Word count: 2,716

𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼

Reigen isn’t at all a careless lover. He’s very attentive, observant, and careful. Not once has he hurt you, on purpose at least. Sometimes the grip he has on your thighs is enough to bruise but of course he never truly means to do that. He gets excited fairly easily, years of abstinence makes it a bit hard for him to stay still. Especially when there’s such a lovely prize standing in front of him. 

You're half asleep, worn out from the sickness you had recently caught. It was a simple cold but eventually led into something that made you stay home from work and here you are, 6 pm on a Tuesday bedridden and just waking up from a short nap. You're sprawled out on the soft blankets of your bed, legs open slightly and arms slightly above your head. You're in your panties and one of Reigen’s t-shirts that you stole from his closet a few months ago. 

He’s standing at the end of the bed, staring at you with a flushed face as if he’s never seen you like this before. You rub your sleepy eyes, sitting up slightly to look at him. “Hey Reigen,” you mumble, your throat dry and voice raspy. You try to sit up but he stops you, getting on the bed and hovering above you slightly. He gently pushes your shoulder down and then feels your forehead with the back of his hand. “Do you feel hot? Is that why you’re laying on top of the blankets instead of under them?” He questions with a rather serious face. “Nooo,” you hum, “I just woke up.” 

“I can see that,” he backs up, standing back on the ground. “What’re you even doing here,” you say, it comes out more like a statement than a question. “Just came to see how you were feeling,” he responds, sitting at the edge of the bed, “and you told me to come by whether I felt like it, that’s why you gave me the spare key remember?” You nod slowly, trying to recall that conversation from months ago. You watch him loosen his tie and let it drape around his neck. For some reason you start to feel hot not just in your face but between your legs too. He takes off his jacket and then unbuttons his shirt just a little so you can see his collar bones. To distract yourself, you start asking about him so he could do his usual rambling. 

“How was your day?” You ask, watching his expression change a bit at your question. “It was good, there were a lot of evil spirits today. Mob and Serizawa did an excellent job today,” he responds, “as did I of course.” 

“I expect nothing less from the greatest psychic of the modern age,” you tease and he narrows his eyes at you. You know his little secret, you always have. You are incredibly hard to lie to after all. “Let’s not forget who’s bedridden and currently pantless in front of her boss,” he pinches the skin of your calf, “completely unprofessional.” 

“And yet my boss broke into my house, came into my room, which happens to be the place I change and sleep mind you, hence no pants, and watched me wake woke up,” you shoot back, “you wanna talk about unprofessional because I got a whole list of things that HR would deem as unprofessional.” 

He’s silent for a moment and then lets out a breathy chuckle. “Good to see you still have a sense of humor even when you're all gross and sick,” he says, patting your leg. “If I was gross you wouldn’t be looking at me like that,” you respond, letting your head fall back on your pillow. You can feel his eyes on you. His fingers trail up to your thigh, rubbing the soft flesh as he tries to make you feel better by his warm touches. “I’ll make you some tea,” he says, squeezing your thigh before getting up. 

You feel that pit in your stomach form, the feeling you always get upon your arousal. You close your legs, rubbing your thighs together as you try to get rid of the feeling. The image of him standing over you has been seared in your mind and you can’t get it out, it only adds to heat between your legs. You clamp your eyes shut, slowly trailing your hand down into your panties. You can hear him in the kitchen, humming a little tune as he brews your tea. 

A hiss escapes your lips when your fingers brush over your sensitive clit. You slowly rub circles, focusing on the mental image of your boyfriend. It’s risky, doing something like this with him here but you know he won’t mind it. You continue to run circles on your clit, picking up in pace until you can feel your panties are practically soaked. Soft moans fall off your lips as you try to force yourself to your release as quickly as possible. 

You keep this up for as long as you can, trying to get one out before he comes back but if you’re being honest, you want him to walk in on you. That’s when you hear rustling by the door. You open your eyes slightly to see if Reigen is standing there and to your enjoyment, he is. You stop for a moment but keep your hand in your panties. “Reigen,” you sigh, a little raspy. He has your tea in one hand and a bowl of grapes in the other. He must’ve known that you hadn’t eaten today. He has a slight pout on his face, it was more of a frown actually. Your eyes travel down to his pants where you can see a visible bulge and a small stain of precum seeping through his gray pants. 

“Reigen,” you repeat a bit more happily this time. “I leave you alone for a few minutes and this is what you spend your time doing,” he sighs, walking over and putting your tea and grapes down on the nightstand. “Sorry,” you apologize, sheepish. “I told you earlier today I would take care of you,” he says, slowly crawling into bed with you, “and you’re not letting me do that by doing this on your own.” 

You suddenly feel nervous, which was weird. Maybe it was because of the way he slowly moved down between your legs, his eyes never leaving yours. He kisses your thighs, his hands rubbing the sides of them and pushing them together. He scoots down a little further, laying on his stomach. He closes his eyes as he sucks small reddish-purple marks on your skin. He hovers about your cunt, opening his eyes to watch you. He moves your panties to the side, maintaining eye contact as he sticks his tongue out and presses it against your sensitive bud. You swear your brain just short circuited at the way he was looking at you but you kept your composure. He continues with his open mouth act, rolling his tongue around your clit but never closing his lips down on you. 

It’s the fact that he looks so servile while doing this. His eyebrows are arched and his eyes are lidded and innocent. He’s already making quiet noises that hit you deep in your soul. He finally closes his mouth around your clit, sucking and rolling his tongue over your sensitive bud. He still looks up at you with those innocent eyes. You throw your head back with a whine, not being able to handle looking at him or you’ll cum way sooner than you want to. 

He slides down to your entrance, sucking at you until he slips his tongue in. You let out a satisfied sigh, a lazy smile on your face as he eats you out like your the best dessert he’s ever had. Your hands find their way to his head, running through his dirty blonde hair to grab a handful. You're not a head pusher, you just like to keep your hands on a somewhat stable surface. You can feel the bed moving as he rubs himself against the blankets, the feeling causing his eyes to tear up. “Rei,” you whimper, feeling him move up to your clit again. His hands are on both your thighs, pushing them open for better access. You grind your hips against his face slightly, already feeling yourself teetering on the edge. 

He just looks so perfect down there, he’s focused and determined to make you feel better and it’s certainly working. Your hands fly up to grip your pillows when that coil in your stomach starts to unravel. Pleasure prickles down your spine and you dig your nails into the soft flesh of your pillows. He pushes two fingers into you, earning a little whine of surprise from you. It’s perfect, everything about this moment is perfect. He's moaning quietly into your cunt, making you vibrate in anticipation as you try to delay your own orgasm. 

Your back arches off the bed as your orgasm washes over you. He closes his eyes and focuses on really pulling it out of you. You whine his name like a prayer except it’s much sweeter and more beautiful to him. He puts his mouth back at your entrance to collect your release, pulling away from you slowly with his mouth open in a quiet pant. 

Your slick and release is all over his mouth and chin, he’s panting quietly but has a satisfied look in his eyes. “You’re so handsome when I’m all over your face,” you huff, taking in the sight. He smiles at you, wiping his mouth with his sleeve and sitting up. He’s still positioned between your legs and you can see the outline of his cock in his pants. He stares down at you, his shoulders rising and falling with every breath he takes. “Feeling any better?” He asks, leaning in so he can press his forehead against yours, “need a drink really quick?” 

You reach behind him and push on his ass so his hips meet yours. He lets out a little noise of surprise before laughing a bit. “Okay, okay,” he hums, sitting back again and fiddling with his belt, “yes ma’am.” You lay your head back on your pillow at that simple word that just makes you want him even more. He finally undoes his belt and drops it on the floor, pulling his pants down just enough so he had some room. “Where do you want me?” He asks, brushing his hair back with his hand. You love how messy his hair looks like that, and seeing his face without the bangs makes you really realize just how pretty he is. “Everywhere, all at once,” you respond jokingly. “I wish I could,” he sighs, leaning down and pressing his cock against your folds. 

He rubs against you a bit to get himself prepped and then he gets back on his knees again and grabs your hips. He lifts your lower half off the bed, your upper back still on the bed. You let your arms fall limp above your head as he holds you at kinda an upside down angle, but your head is still resting you on pillows. He uses a free hand to press his cock into you, sliding into your entrance with ease. A noise of satisfaction from you echoes in his ears and he holds you there for a few seconds before slowly pulling out and then pushing back in. 

Not even a few minutes in and he’s already a mess, he’s practically drooling at this point. The only sounds that fill the air of your room are skin against skin and a mixture of his louder, whiny moans and your quieter ones. He’s always been a little more vocal than you. His thrusts are at a decent pace, not too slow or too fast. It’s a bit hard for you to breathe since your nose is stuffy so you keep your mouth open. “You feel so good—-haah,” he groans, “so so good.” You reach down to rub your fingers over your clit, matching your pace with his thrusts. “I love it when you do that,” he slurs out, digging his nails into your hips. He picks up his pace a little, closing his eyes and furrowing his brows as he focuses on getting a decent quick pace. He swallows, trying to keep himself from getting sloppy. 

You clench down on him like a vice, causing him to let out a little strangled moan. He’s gentle with you, because he knows your body is probably already aching. This is why he’s such a good lover, his attention to details, to everything. The sting from his nails in your skin contributes to your overall pleasure though and he knows that. He knows what you like and how you like it. The specific words he says and how he says them. You’re most sensitive parts of your body, he knew everything really. He only learned this much about you because of all his times watching you while you pleasured yourself. He was the one with the idea and you’ll  never regret telling him yes because now he knows you so well especially only after a few months of dating. 

He ignores the ache in his legs from being in this position too long and instead focuses on your face. “You’re so pretty—-fuckk,” he whines when he feels you clench around him again. “Reigen,” you whimper his name, moving your fingers against your clit with more vigor. “I’m gonna cum,” you huff, clenching your free hand around your pillow. “Me too,” he breathes, sounding more fucked out than you. His over sensitivity always gets the best of him. “Wanna fill you up so bad,” he grunts, letting his head fall a little. He usually likes cumming on your stomach, seeing how pretty your skin looks with his release sticking to it. Today he’s definitely gonna have a hard time pulling out. “Fuck I’m gonna cum inside you,” he groans out, sounding more apologetic. 

Your body tightens as your release starts to approach, you continue your efforts on your clit, just a little more sloppy now. He’s first to cum, his body tenses up and shakes as he reaches his climax. He lets out the most beautiful sound you’ve heard from him in a while. It was like a sob mixed with a moan, whiney and a little long. He throws his head back, eyes rolling back as he continues to fuck you through his orgasm. During that time you hit your release, letting it wash over you. Your toes curl and your back arches even more off the bed. You just wanna pull him in and kiss him but he’s still holding onto you tightly. He thrusts a few more times into you before holding himself inside you. He stays there for just a few moments, catching his breath before pulling out with a sigh. He drops your hips, letting you rest comfortably on the bed now. 

He leans down, putting his hands on either side of you. You can feel his sweat dripping into your skin. He slowly lays down letting his head rest on your upper stomach while the rest of his body is slotted between your legs. “I don’t know if that’ll necessarily make me feel better,” you sigh, finally being able to breathe, “but at least I got what I wanted after being alone all day.” You lift a hand to run your fingers through his hair, carefully feeling the dirty blonde strands. “Reigen,” you say, raising a brow. You can feel his chest rise and fall slowly on your stomach. “Reigen?” You question again, lifting your head to see if he was watching you. 

You let out a sigh when you realize he’s fast asleep. His eyes shut softly and his lips parted as he took in shallow breaths. “Aren’t I supposed to fall asleep on you,” you mumble to yourself, “I’m the sick one after all.” You brush some strands of  hair out of his face and even though you're slightly irritated, his sleeping state makes you smile.

𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼ ꩜𓆉︎ ☼ 𓇼 ☼

[arabaka]

Do you think reigen would get jealous over your relationship with serizawa, like you and seri are besties and it’s totally platonic but that doesn’t stop reigen from freaking out internally and feeling bad about it

HE TOTALLY DOES AT THE BEGINNING!!!

₊˚ʚ ☁️ ₊˚ ♡ ﾟ. content warnings ⤸ sfw. reigen arataka x gn! reader.

Especially because in my mind, you'd have to be close friends with Reigen before either of you initiate anything. I think Reigen would be very vulnerable in the beginning; you'd be his first relationship so there would be a lot to be uncertain about.

It never bothered him before, your friendship with Serizawa. Maybe you knew Serizawa before, like a classmate in his night school, so your closeness made sense. It's even something he thought about before confessing his feelings for you and he was convinced it wouldn't be an issue.

And yet, the next time he sees you with Serizawa, there's a knot in his throat that wasn't there before. He tries to convince himself it's nothing but all the affirmations in the world couldn't settle his nerves.

There's no real evidence to his feelings. Hell, Reigen has seen with his own eyes you actively helping Serizawa put himself out there and you two are good people. Neither of you would hurt him in that way.

A feeling nags at him whenever he thinks about you and Serizawa. Could you two ever be as close? Would you ever be even closer? There's a drive in him that wants that and wants it strongly.

The feeling strikes him when you share an inside joke with him or when the two of you smile at each other. He has to admit, he's jealous of your relationship.

"Arataka? Earth to Arataka?" You're waving your hand in front of his face as you sit across from him at the dining room table; you invited him over to your place for dinner but he doesn't look all there.

Reigen blinks, shaking his head back to reality, "Huh? Oh, yeah. Sorry." His eyes drop to the table, chopsticks frozen to his hand.

You might be overthinking things, but there's something off about him and it's going to nag at you unless you ask so you do. "Is everything alright?" You won't deny it; there's a sick feeling heading towards the pit of your stomach.

Reigen has to swallow that lump in this throat and be honest with you. "Actually..."

As he talks, you have to admit that you saw this coming. You can see the wobble in his gaze, the slight tremble in his fingers as he delves deeper into his psyche. Why didn't you notice sooner?

"Hey, I'm really glad you're telling me this." You reach for his hand squeeze it firmly. Your lips press into a tight seal as you think of the right words to say. Then, it comes to you. Looking in his eyes and with a soft smile, you assure him, "I could never and would never see Katsuya that way... It's not because he's not great but because he's not you."

Reigen blushes hard. "Really?" He asks under his breath.

"Really. That won't ever change either. I'm forever grateful that Katsuya introduced us. He was right about you; you're a great man."

And suddenly, he feels a wave of peace. His chest billows out with a full breath, the purest he's had all night. "I'm grateful too."

[candyskiez]

Saw ur also a ???% fan… 👀

Care to share your thoughts around him? Or headcanons if you have them? :D

1. You just noticed? I have NOT been talking enough about him then. I will rectify this immediately. (This is a joke you're good)

2. SO.

These will be scattered. Because I am a very scattered person.

I will flip flop between if I like the disconnect between ???% and Mob better as a plural thing or an allegory .I like both! Both is good! He's so fascinating as an allegory but also he's the most accurate representation of being plural I've ever seen and it's not even canon. So like. Two cakes!

I will always be insane about the manga version of confession arc. Hold on I need to talk about this in detail or I'll actually die.

His fucking. His fucking talk with Mob. "And you were never...never...looking at me." WHAT IF I SCREAM. Literally everything he says to Mob is so interesting and also relatable as shit whether you view it as plural or as an allegory. Both is good. Like you can view him telling Mob he forgot to protect himself and all that shit as like "You only do these good things to ease your own guilt. You don't actually want to be around people. You're selfish. This is who I am. I want to be able to exist without trying to be normal. I want to be able to be seen and not be harmed for it. I am tired of everyone ignoring this part of me because they prefer you. Would they actually do what I've done for them, or are they using me?" Like. Holy shit. It's so so fucking OW especially as an autistic person. But also as a system it's so easy to read him going "You pushed all the memories you didn't want onto me. You let me handle the things you didn't want. You shoved everything onto me, and I took it with stride because I loved you. You let me take all the hard things so you didn't have to face them, because you're a coward. This is my body too. This is my life too. Why don't I get to have that? Why do I have to give it up because you don't want me? They're my family too. You don't get to decide I don't deserve to exist because you hate yourself too much to admit I'm here." Like. Its so easy to read it as him being a protector who is SO fucking resentful of all the shit he's had to deal with, all the memories he has to hold alone, all of the shit he's experienced, and not a sliver of gratitude. Like goddamn does it remind me of my experience being a system. Either way the distance from him and the relationship between him and Mob has been my favorite part of the show since I started watching. And the manga is even more interesting and it's so!!!!!!!!!!!

More confession manga thoughts!! Him saying "Ritsu is my little brother. He was calling me Nii-san." Is so. He said that when Mob asked who he was. He viewed that as a solid part of his identity. RITSU is a massive part of his identity. Does he view Mob as not Ritsu's brother then? Does he feel like he was cheated out of his own family? I wouldn't be surprised nor would I blame him for feeling like that.

And even more confession arc shit. Hi. Thinks about how ???% in the anime at least had to steel himself before raising his hand at Reigen. He hates him but he still cares about him. He hates him but that guy raised him as much as his parents did. Clawing at the walls.

Actually y'know what I haven't talked about my thoughts on Reigen and ???% with anyone but the friend that I watched the show with and that is a tragedy that will not stand. ???% hates Reigen so so much but also cares SO much about him. Thinks about he passed out the second Reigen told him his parents were fine, and contrast that to him saying that he can't listen to Reigen in confession. He knows that if he listens to Reigen he'll believe him and that fucking terrifies him. He'll follow after Reigen because he means the world to him, because that man raised him, because he just wants him to be proud of him so fucking badly. He'll go back to being miserable and trapped, and everyone will go back to pretending he doesn't exist. He's terrified of Reigen, I think, because he knows Reigen is a good liar. Reigen can make him believe things. And he doesn't like that. He doesn't like how gullible he actually is. That's why he doesn't trust anyone- he's gullible enough to believe anything, so he has to distrust ANYTHING, no matter how much sense it makes, because he knows he can't trust his own judgement. He's been tricked before. He'll be tricked again. Don't trust anyone. Don't trust anything you see. This is another thing that works with either autism or plurality. The autism trauma of being lied to and deceived as "jokes" constantly turning you into a trust issue riddled mess that doesn't trust your own judgement or view of people, or a traumatized protector who FORMED to help you deal with people taking advantage of you and now distrusts everyone you love because "it happened before, it'll happen again, i wont let it happen." Or both!

God. I just LOVE ???% y'all don't understand. He's everything to me. Please god read the manga. I don't know if the translation I read was completely accurate, but I love the manga and anime both so so much. ???% is my favorite character as anyone who knows me can tell you and I will never shut up about him. My GUY

[loveandpeaceanddoughnuts]

All Tied Up With No Place To Go

sum: Reigen Arataka makes a house call only to find his client in a compromising situation, which he takes full advantage of.

cw: dubcon*, bdsm, sensory deprivation, sweaty loser Reigen // wc: 2346 // [ao3]

*spoiler explanation: Reigen is unaware until the end but the client had set up the scenario intentionally!

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Reigen had died and gone to heaven. He knew it.

There was no way this was really happening. She was completely at his mercy, helpless and spread open like a birthday present, ribbons and all. 

—

He had come here for a house call, nothing out of the ordinary. The woman who called Spirits and Such sounded like a typical client. Said she had seen his advertisement in the train station and needed an exorcism urgently, something about feeling trapped in her home and needing his services.

He had been happy to oblige, especially when the desperation in her voice suggested he could swing an upsell to some sort of deluxe exorcism package. A little salt in the doorway, some hand-waving, and he’d be covered for this month’s office rent. Easy peasy.

Reigen had easily found the address she gave. He sighed at the sight of her broken elevator and struggled up the stairs, mopping the sweat from his brow by the eighth flight. “This had better be worth it." 

When no one answered his knock on the door, he’d been surprised to find it unlocked. He put on his most reassuring smile and flung open the door with a flourish. 

“Pardon me, ma’am! Reigen Arataka, at your service. Never fear, I will exorcise your curse easily, or I’m not the greatest psychic of the 21st century! Now, if I may show you our pricing packages…” he wandered into the apartment as he spoke.

“Ma’am? Anyone home?” His customer service voice echoed down the hallway.

Mmmphh… a muffled moan came from further inside.

“Ahh shit.” Reigen dragged his hand down his face. It sounded like someone might actually be in trouble. Maybe he should’ve brought Mob along.

He banged open the doors closest to him but found nothing but empty rooms. “Where is she?”

MMmmhh! There. He rounded a corner and…

“Oh fucking hell.” Reigen turned right around and walked back out the door on instinct, halfway back down the hall before he came to his senses and retraced his steps. He held his breath and peeked around the doorway.

The client was lying on a bed in the middle of the room, her arms and legs tied to each corner of the frame with silk ribbon. The silk ribbons were in fact the only fabric on her taut body, a detail that hit the con man like a ton of bricks. 

The woman had a blindfold over her eyes and didn’t seem to hear him. Stepping closer, he saw plugs nestled into the shell of her ears. Her red lips were slick with spit and stretched lewdly around a metal ring.

Reigen’s cock throbbed painfully against his suit pants and he swallowed hard. Just what the hell was going on here? He was frozen, his eyes glued to the ripple of her flesh as she twisted against the restraints. 

He nervously pulled at his pink tie. “Okay. Okay. Ma’am, can you hear me?” She didn’t pause her squirming or react to his voice, which was quite a few octaves higher than usual. 

God, she was so pretty. His cock twitched again, and the con man palmed it roughly through his pants for some relief as he raked his eyes over the woman.

He hadn’t even dared to look yet at… Fuck. Fresh sweat dampened the arms of his dress shirt as he took in the full extent of the scene before him. Her cunt was stuffed with a dildo, puffy lips clinging to the flared base as it stretched her out. It slid a few inches in and out as she bucked her hips. He watched open-mouthed.

Lust crawled up Reigen’s spine like a curse of his own. He hardly registered what he was doing as he approached the bed, one shaky hand reaching for her ankle. The moment his fingertips touched her skin, the woman whimpered around the metal in her mouth. Her chest heaved as she breathed hard, trying to stretch her arms and legs to reach for the source of the contact.

Encouraged by the sound, he stood between her legs at the edge of the bed and slid his fingertips up her calf. “You’re so soft…” he murmured.

He slowly dragged his hands up both her legs, caressing her thick thighs. The woman trembled and Reigen’s eyes widened as he noticed the dampness growing on the sheet below her.

“You like this?” He tried to sound seductive, but his voice cracked in disbelief. Ah well, she couldn’t hear him anyway. Bolder now, he pressed his hand against the base of the dildo, pushing it deeper inside her and holding it there.

Aaaahh! Her whimper was music to Reigen’s ears. He scrambled out of his gray jacket and threw it to the floor, then yanked down his slacks enough to release his cock, rock-hard and already oozing precum. 

He was dizzy with possibilities and his confidence was growing with the puddle of arousal underneath his client. He moved to the head of the bed and pressed his cock into her open palm, smearing precum along it. He thrust frantically into her bound hand, eyes closed in bliss. 

It felt like he had hardly started when his balls tightened and he felt the telltale burning in his stomach that warned he was near the edge. He slowed his hips in an attempt to back off from the cliff, but the woman suddenly curled her fingers around his shaft and squeezed. 

“Fucking hell, I’m-!” Reigen came hard, stifling his cry in his hand as his cock jumped and shot cum up his client’s arm. The man had never finished so fast and a blush burned his cheeks as he steadied his breath. He was abruptly a lot more grateful that she couldn’t see him.

“God, what a mess.” He loosened his tie and moved to clean the woman off, but then stopped and tilted his head, a cocky smile on his lips. “You do look pretty gorgeous like this, though. And it’s not like you’re going anywhere.”

Reigen sat down heavily on an armchair in the corner of the room and pulled a carton of cigarettes from his pocket, methodically tapping one out and lighting it. He groaned and leaned back as he inhaled deeply. 

"What are you doing?!” The rational part of his brain screamed at him.

“I’m fucking a beautiful, helpless client who specifically requested my services,” answered the growing bulge in his pants. 

He savored a few more drags of his cigarette, devouring the scene before him. The woman laid quietly on the bed, spread open, the dildo wantonly poking out from between her legs. Reigen’s cum lay in thick puddles on her arm and dripped from her fingers. He let the cigarette go out and stripped off his pants and sweat-soaked shirt, leaving the con man dressed in nothing but his socks and tie.

“If you’re just laying around, mind if I…?” Reigen crawled between his client’s legs, taking the opportunity to palm her breasts. She gasped and arched her back, pushing her tits into him. 

“You like that, huh?” He chuckled and pressed his lips to her nipple, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. He drank in her muffled sighs, then bit down gently. She squealed around her gag and he soothed the sore spot immediately with soft kisses. “So responsive. Good girl,” he purred.

“Now how would you like to taste the greatest psychic of the 21st century? I won’t even charge you extra.” He laughed at his own joke as he rubbed the tip of his cock against her strained lips. She squirmed and lifted her head closer to him, and his arrogance faltered a little at her enthusiasm. What a kinky bitch. She looked so deliciously lewd with her lips glossed in his precum.

“Open up, darling,” Reigen smirked, then pushed his cock into her helpless mouth. She took him eagerly, lapping the underside of his shaft with each thrust.

“Uhhngh you take me so…good…” he panted, shaking his head to clear the hair that kept falling into his eyes. He pushed in further and gaped at the sight of her throat bulging with him. This was unreal. He bent over her head, sliding to the hilt. His pink tie draped over her blindfolded eyes and nose as he bottomed out in her throat.

He suddenly remembered the toy filling her pussy, and shuddered in ecstasy. He was making her airtight, his blonde pubes shoved against her nose as her rode her face. He reached behind him to slowly pump the dildo in and out of her, rewarded with gasping moans whenever he paused his facefucking to let her breathe. His sweat dripped on to her cheeks, mixing with drool and tears from her efforts to take him. 

He sped up his attention on both ends, his heavy balls slapping her chin. His hand was drenched in her cum as she clenched down on the dildo, filling the room with pornographic squelches. Reigen felt his client’s throat spasm as she gagged and it flung him over the edge again. He yanked his cock from her throat and finished on her face, blown-out pupils locked on the thick ropes painting her hair, cheeks, and lips. He couldn’t help but also leave his bitter seed on her tongue, what with her mouth held open beneath him. He might’ve drooled a bit as she licked him off her lips and swallowed. 

“I don’t think we need this any more, do you?” Reigen slid the metal ring out of her mouth and she moaned in relief, stretching her aching jaw. He slowly pulled the dildo out of her and huffed a laugh at the gush of fluid that followed it. 

“I see you’ve been having a good time then too, angel. I’m not surprised, of course, given that I am THE Reigen Arataka, but still. It’s nice to see.” His speech was wasted on her, still blinded and deafened, but it turned him on to say it all the same.

“Now. There is one more place I’d like to enjoy you, if you don’t mind.” Arataka moved down her body, his limp cock hardening again as he teased her entrance. But rather than slip into her pussy, he gently kissed her lips. He could taste himself, but he enjoyed the dirtiness of the action. 

“I’m actually quite a skilled masseuse,” he murmured against her mouth. “Allow me to relieve some of that strain.” His skillful fingers worked the muscles around her jaw and neck, interspersed with sweet kisses. He was rewarded with the sight of her face relaxing, lips parting the tiniest bit at his touches. “You’ve done amazing,” he whispered.

Satisfied that she had been somewhat soothed by his expertise, he lined himself up with her slippery folds and buried himself in her cunt. He threw his head back as her walls clenched around him and sucked him deeper. Arataka brushed feathery kisses along her neck as he rutted into her, settling into a quick, hard rhythm that made her tits bounce with every thrust.

“You look so pretty on my cock baby…” he moaned, “I can’t believe I get to fuck you.” Knowing she couldn’t hear a word he said, Reigen gave in to his pleasure and stopped trying to sound quite so suave. “You like that? Take it all…” 

His client twitched and writhed underneath him, held open for his merciless assault on her sloppy cunt. The sounds of skin hitting skin fill the room and they’re both quickly soaked in his sweat and her wetness. 

He messily rubs at her swollen clit as he pounds her. She grows tighter and tighter around him. Without the ring gag, he can hear every little gasp and mewl he fucks out of her. Arataka’s world narrows to the expression on her face and the warm embrace of her pussy.

His hips stutter and lose all rhythm, nothing but a piston slamming into her as he chases his climax. When his third orgasm comes, it takes his breath and balance away. He falls into her, gasping for air. Reigen pulls out just in time to cover her bound body in his cum once more, smearing it across both of their stomachs where they’re pressed together.

He slides off her and curls into her used body. When he can move again without passing out he quietly slides his clothes back on. He finds a bathroom in that long hall and squints disapprovingly at the cum- and spit-stains splattered across his tie. He re-knots it carefully, then brings a warm, wet washcloth back to the bedroom.

He gently cleans the mess of their encounter off of the woman, following each swipe of the cloth with a brush of his lips. When she’s completely clean and dry he kisses her on the forehead and unties her limbs. He massages her wrists and ankles, chafed red from the restraints, and slips one silk ribbon in his pocket for…later use.

She reaches one freed hand up to her blindfold, but Arataka quickly places his hand over hers and pulls it back down, planting a kiss on the palm he came in.

Before she can unblind herself he’s out the door, hustling back down the long flight of stairs.

—

Reigen walked very slowly back to his office, still in a state of shock. He was exhaling a lungful of cigarette smoke when the phone rang.

“Reigen Arataka, psychic and owner of Spirits and Such Consultation, how can I help you?”

“I think you already did, Reigen.” His mouth goes dry at the familiar voice. “Thank you ever so much for your assistance today. I’ll be sure to call you the next time I’m feeling particularly cursed. ”

The brain of the greatest psychic of the 21st century short circuits and she’s hung up by the time he can string a sentence together.

He stares at his phone in his hand, a goofy grin on his face. He really hopes she’ll need his services again soon.

[bittybeanie]

reigen hcs pt. 1

some thoughts about reigen because i'm writing a long fic and needed to gather myself

SFW:

first things first, this man doesn’t fall for anybody that doesn’t get along with mob and serizawa. if he knew you could see dimple, he’d probably count too. basically his officemates are his ride or dies and if you can’t get along with the whole team there’s no way. especially since most of the time spent with him before you officially start dating is probably just you hanging out in the office waiting for clients with everybody.

lets you set up work at a spare table every so often. he claims it’s to bring some life to the office by having somebody who’s actually doing something even while it’s slow, but he secretly just appreciates getting to watch you work.

also loves getting to work quietly with you while he does Graphic Exorcisms. pop some classical music on and let him listen to the scratching of your pen or tapping on your keyboard and he is all set to enter the Focus Zone

does find himself getting distracted by you the longer the work session is though. he notices the smallest little quirks about how you sit or hold things or bite your lip when you think or constantly fix your hair and just every little movement starts to draw his attention. he doesn’t mean to, it’s a habit that crosses over from picking up details to use on clients, but he can’t say he minds finding himself staring at you either.

once the coffee shop gets built, he adores when you make trips and think to bring back something for him too (of course, you have to stop him from drinking it while it’s still too hot every single time). anything that involves you checking in on him while he’s working too hard is going to make him melt immediately

gets VERY sweaty on dates, especially your first one. as suave as he seems he’s worried that you just like the Con version of him and he’s convinced that he’s tricking you into thinking he’s cooler than he is. please convince him you like the dork side of him just as much as the smooth talker. this gets easier to do the longer you’ve known him before going out.

NSFW:

i’m hopping on the train of ace-spec reigen because i can’t picture him any other way like- he doesn’t mind it and it feels nice but he very rarely seeks it out and absolutely doesn’t care about going long periods of time without it.

that being said he is VERY eager to please because he cares less about being involved and more about making sure you get taken care of since he thinks of it more as an extension of your existing relationship. it ends up being a sort of performance to him more than anything else but one that he enjoys very very much if it means he gets to see you give him heart eyes the whole time

doesn’t usually get turned on for himself without a long makeout sesh first. sit on his lap and grab fistfuls of his hair and moan into his mouth or against his neck for a lil bit tho? yeah that’ll do it soon enough.

encourages you to talk the whole time. he loves seeing you get flustered by trying to keep up a coherent train of thought, and it’s fun to tease you by making you tell him exactly what you want, but mostly he just enjoys it being the only time he can put his silver tongue to rest and let you do the stammering

this also means that when you finally lose the ability to say much more than his name it hits twice as hard because it means you’ve gone brainless because of him

y’know how he never stops moving his hands while he talks? yeah that’s true of pretty much everything he does. expect his hands to trail up and down your sides the whole time because he’s too indecisive to figure out where to keep them and also he has too much Nervous Energy to keep them still. basically, if he’s not actively using a hand, he’s gonna be rubbing circles into your hip with it.

on the rare occasions that he works himself up and initiates, he definitely prefers you top. he doesn’t want to have to think about what or how he’s doing or all the responsibilities he’s ignoring or have space for his mind to wander, he wants to just hand himself to you and let you take him apart piece by piece, over and over, until he’s shaking and gasping and grabbing at your wrist to just, fuck, maybe one more but just give him a minute, please

[we-are-so-close]

Game Night

Serizawa Katsuya x reader Fluff Word Count: 1.5k Author's Note: I've been meaning to write this for ages. I think Serizawa would love to play any type of games with you, especially video games. He's so sweet and I love him dearly. Not edited. Feedback appreciated! Italics indicate texts

“Are we still on for game night?” you texted Serizawa. The two of you had made it a habit of having game night at 5:30 on Fridays. Always at his place, as he had the best setup for any kind of games you wanted to play. He’s never bailed on a game night, but you liked to confirm that he was still interested in it. 

“We’re finishing up a job. Should be done in about 30 minutes! 🙂” he messaged back almost immediately. 

He quickly followed up with, “you can go on in and get the games ready if you’d like 😊”.

A few weeks ago, he had given you a spare key for times like this. He didn’t want to be rude and make you wait in the hallway for him to get home, but he also didn’t want you to have to wait for him to text you, thus delaying game night even longer. You accepted the key graciously and it hung on your keychain with your apartment key and a cat key charm.

The walk from your apartment to his was only about fifteen minutes. You would usually walk there by yourself and Serizawa would walk you back home. You always made him promise to text you when he got back home and he always kept that promise. It was hard to say what your relationship was. You liked him a lot, and you thought you were giving some subtle hints. But with Serizawa, it was hard to read him. He was always so nice and friendly to you, but he was that way with everyone. He always let you choose the game to play, but never really gave any indication if it was what he wanted to play. But then, you thought it didn’t really matter because he always won whatever game you played. 

You stood in front of his door for a solid five minutes before fetching the keys out of your pocket. It was a little nerve-wracking to be going into his place while he wasn’t there. The keys jingled in your hand as you tried to steady it in order to get the key into the lock. First the deadbolt, and then the lock on the doorknob. You slowly walked in and found his place to be in its usual state; cozy and tidy. You sent him a quick message to let him know that you had arrived and he sent a text back a few minutes later. 

“Great! We’re almost done (I think).”

“You can pick whatever game!”

“Maybe practice a little before I get there 😅”

“I’m going to win tonight, Katsuya…you’ll see!”

“😆” was all he responded back. You knew that meant Reigen probably needed his full attention at that moment. 

He had an entire room dedicated to gaming. A big tv with surround sound, a soft couch, a couple of bean bags, and all of the games you could imagine. Sometimes you would play board games and other times you played console games. None of the board games were piquing your interest, so you shuffled through some of the console games. At the bottom of the stack, tucked away ever so slightly, was a game you had never played with Serizawa. This was a game that you were actually quite good at, a game that you have played many times.  This was the game that you knew you were going to play tonight. 

Forty-five minutes later, you heard Serizawa walk through the door. 

“______?” he called out. 

“I’m in the game room!” you called back, currently concentrated on the practice game you were playing. 

“Oh! I thought maybe you had left and were mad at me, you didn’t respond back to my texts,” he chuckled nervously and leaned against the door frame, his expression changing from worried to excited. “I stopped for some snacks, too.” He held up a bag and set it on the table. He sat on the opposite end of the couch as you and watched you play. 

“So, this is the game you want to play then, I take it?”

“Oh yeah! I meant it earlier when I said that I was going to win tonight!”

He chuckled. “I haven’t played Mario Kart in ages,” he said as he cracked his knuckles and rolled up his sleeves. 

You quit the game you were currently in and went back to the home screen so that he could add his controller into the game. You knew that he was excited to play, because he didn’t even bother to change out of his work clothes. It made you smile to yourself. 

“I love Mario Kart! I always play Waluigi. He’s so goofy. I can sound like him, too. Wanna hear?”

Serizawa gave you a soft smile and a nod. 

“WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!” you did your best Waluigi impression. 

Serizawa busted out laughing, his face turning a little red. “That was really good! You sounded just like him! Got any other impersonations?”

“Hm…I can sound like Toad a little bit. But I need to refine that impersonation,” you chuckled. 

“That’s so funny you said Toad. I always play as Toad! He’s a quiet, funky little guy.”

“I would have never pegged you as a Toad guy. You look more like a Shy Guy to me.”

“Nah, Toad is definitely the best!” 

“Well, I guess we’ll see. I’m not leaving tonight until I beat you in one race!” you smiled widely, and Serizawa blushed a little before turning his head toward the TV. 

“Alright, game one. Let’sa go!” He gave his best Mario impression. 

The games were intense. The first few Serizawa won and it wasn’t even close. But you started to pick up your rhythm. You got very excitable during the games and would stand up, sit down, jump back up, sit back down. You had your controller every which way, while Serizawa remained calm and in the same position the entire time.

Hours passed and you were always so close to beating him, but he always had something up his sleeve. A blue shell, a banana peel, a bomb, something that would always hinder you from crossing the finish line first. And, everytime, you would plop back down onto the couch in defeat, stating that you’ll get him the next game.  Eventually, the two of you had found your way to the middle of the couch. You were both shoulder to shoulder as this last race was getting close to finishing. You were neck and neck, but this time he didn’t have any extras to bombard you with. You were pulling out ahead and you could see the finish line in the frame. The excitement in you was bubbling. And then, out of nowhere, your controller went flying out of your hands and floated in the air above you. Waluigi ran into the wall and Toad raced right past him to cross the finish line first. 

“Katsu! You…you cheated!” you accused, your face scrunched in dismay. The controller dropped back down into your lap gently. 

“I..well..,” the guilt showed all over his face as he set his controller down, “you said that you weren’t going to leave until you beat me. And well,” he rubbed the back of his neck,”I’ve been having a lot of fun and I don’t want you to leave just yet.”

The anger in your chest slowly dissipated and was replaced with a sense of fondness. “You could’ve let me win still and asked me to stay anyway, Katsuya,” you bumped your shoulder into his. 

“I…yes, I suppose I could have. I’m sorry. I just really want you to stay. I always have a lot of fun with you, and I thought maybe we could extend our game nights into game weekends,” he said as he fidgeted with his hands. 

You gently placed your hand onto his. “I’d like that a lot, Katsu.” You leaned up and kissed his cheek. He brought one of his hands up to where you’d placed the kiss and he began to turn a bright red. 

“Just two requests, though,” you said sternly. “No more using your powers for cheating.”

He nodded, “Done and done. What’s the other request?”

“Don’t go easy on me, alright?”

He smiled fiercely, “Are you sure about that?” 

“Absolutely.”

“I can fulfill both of those requests. But, I have a request for you as well.”

“Oh,” you quirked your eyebrow at him. 

“Mhmm. I would like to walk you to your apartment so you can get some things you’d need to stay over. And then we can continue this Mario Kart smackdown!”

You agreed with his request. The two of you held hands all the way to your place and all the way back to his. He even carried your bag for you. You didn’t win a single race that night. But it didn’t matter to you. In your eyes, being able to spend more time with Serizawa was the ultimate win for a game night.

[vulcan-moon]

I just went through your spirit reigen au tag and i am OBSESSED. it's so, so sad and heartbreaking and I finally saw your post with all the notes on his design and all the thought you put into it GOSH. the hand constantly over his heart??? i'm deceased. it's SO GOOD. will there ever be a time, as he gets more comfortable and able to accept the love of those around him, that he'll be able to move that hand? ALSO i know you said the kids probably dont recognize his aura but i wonder about mob... especially after 6 months in mogamiland like. idk i feel like he'd recognize some of those feels? curious about your thoughts! and again i just LOVE this spirit design its so good and unsettling and i want to hug him so bad T___T

im glad youre enjoying it!! i thought abt that actually, bc i originally (inside info) pictured the part under his hand to be rotting, and if he lifted it as is it would just be black goop that connects his hand to his heart. having it as a representation of how he views himself, and how he feels others think of him, is really good actually. the idea for it originally started with 'hand over heart' being a phrase for when you swear youre telling the truth and reigen only being able to be emotionally honest as a spirit. i think what lays under that hand changing as the way he views himself changes is a really cool idea

i think mob recognises some of them but like,, the feeling i get from the reigen manga is that mob and reigen have grown apart and not in a good or a bad way but in a way that this is what they both needed to grow. i think that mob has spent so long being lied to by reigen, and then spent time away from him, that he doesn't fully understand the truth of him as a spirit. it's hard to overlap the true self with the false self. like tome, mob probably has some suspicions but respects that reigen really doesnt want to talk about it

[truly-morgan]

[Age Swap, Reigen convinces shisho that thigh fucking is okay (18+)]

MobRei | Mob Psycho 100 Age Swap AU 24-05-2023

[#mobrei, Intercrural Sex, Age Swap, 1630]

Reigen wanted to do more with Mob, even though he knew the man wouldn't.

So he tried finding a middle ground that should probably work.

It had taken a while to convince Mob that his feelings weren't caused by something Mob had done, nor that the man was horrible for liking him back (after all, it wasn't as if he was feeling like this for every teenager around, only him).

It had also taken some adaptation time for Mob to feel comfortable with simple affection touches. Holding hands, hugging, sitting and leaning against each other. The type of closeness they never had before.

It had taken some more to assure Mob that it was alright if they were kissing, it wasn't anything bad after all. Nothing sexual going on between them, just some ways to show affection. From there it slowly grew from chaste kisses here and there to makeout sessions.

Touching each other had surprisingly been initiated by Mob, albeit by accident and without thinking about it. They had been making out and the urge had likely been too big and the man was too lost in it that he had started touching him more, hand wandering between his legs and under his shirt.

He had been shocked when Reigen moaned in the kiss at his action, making him pull away as if he had been burned. It had taken Reigen some more reassuring that it was okay, he was older enough now, plus touching wasn't the same as going all the way.

He knew that Mob also knew what he was saying wasn't right, nor did Reigen believe himself. He knew that what Mob was doing to him should be considered wrong (and he would think so if it was anyone else than him), but he gently coaxed him away from those uncertainties.

after all, no one would know anyway, nor would Reigen tell anyone. It was a secret between the two of them.

And once Mob had gotten more sure about himself, he sure seemed to also be starving for the kind of intimate touches they exchanged (not without asking Reigen if it was alright every time they did something, but Reigen could deal with that if it meant having his shisho's hands all over him).

Convincing Mob to try and fuck between his thighs had been a bit trickier. But Reigen was determined and he couldn't possibly wait 4 more years before Mob finally accepted to fuck him properly.

He wanted to feel him over him, feeling him trust against him as he sought out pleasure, feel the warmth of his body all over him.

He had once again bullshitted his way through explaining that Mob thighs fucking him also didn't count, that he was still safe by doing that.

Mob had been hesitating, although it seemed like something in him snapped slightly when he saw Reigen presenting for him so prettily on his bed, naked and slightly shaking his hips to entice him.

the older man had carefully stepped behind him, still hard from the playing around they had been doing previously.

Reigen couldn't have been happier when he felt the man properly settle behind him, his heavy body caging him under him.

He then felt his mentor pushing his cock between his thigh, to which Reigen forced them even more tightly closed. He could feel him slowly sliding more easily as lube and precum started smearing between his thighs, rubbing against his own hardness as he kept going.

Reigen was slowly getting lost in the pleasure, feeling surrounded by his mentor. His smell was everywhere, from his bedsheet to the man himself pressing against his back. He could feel the warmth of his body against his, his body slick with sweat.

At some point Mob had hooked an arm around him, keeping him even more closely to his body than he did before, kissing against his neck and shoulder hungrily as he kept rutting against him.

Reigen was thrilled at hearing him groan and moan right next to his ear, something he wasn't used to seeing how quiet the man could be normally, especially compared to Reigen.

He started losing it and feeling like he was melting when Mob started jerking him to a similar rhythm to the erratic one of his hips. He could tell the man was getting closer.

Reigen was nearly shaking against him when he finally came, moaning his shisho's name, hoping he wasn't loud enough to be heard next door.

He soon found himself embraced in the tight and possessive hug, Mob's hips stuttering as he came between his thighs, making a mess between them.

Reigen felt a bit suffocated when Mob let most of his weight on him afterwards, still panting hard in the crook of his neck. But he couldn't care less, he felt so good being pressed so close to his lover.

They definitely needed to do this again in the future while waiting for him to be a proper adult.

And from the way Mob was lazily moving his hips, softened cock still trapped between his thighs, he felt like the man thought the same.

Original

[ohimsummer]

SUMMMMYYY U LOVE MEEE:33333 HERE ARE SOME NUMBERSSSSS 1, 6, 27 FOR SUMORU AAAND 17, 27, 29 FOR SUGUMER AAAAAAAAND 7, 13, 18 FOR SUMREI<333333 - @teddybeartoji

WAHHH HELLAUR MY DEAREST MICKEYYY I DO LOVE YOUUUU :3333 SMMMM 🙈💛💛💛

SUMORU

1. What was your first time with your f/o like?

SPONTANEOUS :33 (it was during a movie night bc we started making out and it just kept going from there….teehee) also a little clumsyyy bc neither of us knew what we were doing 😭 just kinda slow and careful and a lot of ‘are you sure?’s and ‘is this okay?’s from satoru :33

6. What was the most embarrassing thing to happen between you and your f/o before, during, and/or after sex?

satoru cumming extremely prematurely (like before he was even inside HFJDJSK) it was my first time ever touchig his dick and when I wrapped my hand around it there was like. a second that passed and he was cumming on my hand 😭 IT IS FINE THO!! he was all blushy and embarrassed and nervous (and cute) but we could keep going :333

27. Is there anything that can make your f/o cum every single time?

kissing + any kind of touch on his body. handjob, hands through the hair, rubbing over his shoulders, grinding in his lap. it really Does Not Matter, satoru gets hard at the drop of a dime 🫣

SUGUMER

17. Does your f/o keep their eyes locked with you the whole time, or do they look away in embarrassment?

YES SUGURU LOVESSS THE EYE CONTACT….squishes my cheeks during and makes me look at him bc I’m usually the one looking away 😞 or stops whatever he’s doing until I look him in the eyes again 😒

27. Is there anything that can make your f/o cum every single time?

PRAISE!!! And also body worship :33333 suguru loves having his ego stroked 🤭 and I doooo love teling him how pretty and handsome he is and how good he makes me feel and how much I am absolutely insane about him so it allll works out baybee B)

29. What’s the aftercare like, if there is any?

it’s very soft :>>> he usually takes a breather for a minute and gives me kisses before he goes to get water/a towel/run a warm bath for us to soak in after :33 and we just relax there for a while (as I’m nodding off to sleep…oops)

SUMREI

7. Any favorite positions?

it depends on how Reigen is feeling 🫣 we’re pretty vanilla anyway butttt if he’s in a (rare) brat-taming mood then eye will say doggy ANDD if he’s feeling more subby then cowgirl/reverse cowgirl because he loves when I ride him teehee

13. Who’s usually the one taking the lead?

MEEE!! It’s kind of a 60-40 split, Reigen is just a teensy tiny bit subby at times (and me bossing him around also gets him hard asf) he is WEAK to meeee

18. What’s the foreplay like? How quick is it to get both of your clothes off?

it is slow!!! there is lots of kissing and fondling and then dryhumping (especially at home. if it’s in his office after a long work day then it’s a little faster bc we’re both needier 😋) but usually we take our time, there’s no rush…🫶🏾

[acewithapaintbrush]

Hey :)

For the Valentine prompt maybe this one?

♡ “you didn’t have to go to all this effort just for me.”₁ “that’s why i did it. for you.”₂

Screams for Reigen and Serizawa to me :D! I Love them uwu and your FanFiction!

*hugs*

Takes place early season 3

☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔☔

Serizawa knows it's stupid. 

No, not stupid. We don't call ourselves stupid, not even in our own head. Reigen's rule #14. 

It's… illogical. Okay, so maybe that's not much better than stupid, but Reigen-san has not made a rule about that (yet), so Serizawa is gonna stick with it. Illogical. 

He has just left the Spirits and Such consultation office and is now standing in the doorway of the building, unwilling to take another step. 

The rain is coming down hard. The day had started out sunny, not a cloud in sight. No one could have predicted this, not even an esper and especially not the useless weather report. 

("Never trust the weather report, Reigen's rule #67") 

The sky, previously a deep and calming blue, is dark now. Black clouds hang in the air, oppressive and heavy. Not even ten seconds in this downpour and Serizawa will be drenched to the bone. 

He sighs. Steps from foot to foot. He really should get going, it won't get any better than this. What he really should do first, is go upstairs and take the emergency umbrella. 

And that's exactly where he finds himself frozen.

He doesn't want to do that. He doesn't want to walk up those stairs and get the umbrella and walk down again and open it up and-

A shiver runs down his spine. Just the thought of standing under an opened umbrella alone and holding it by himself makes him want to bite at his nails until they are bloody. 

(He won't, because of rule #2, "We never hurt ourselves"). 

It feels like defeat. It feels like temptation. It feels like running away. He has spent so long under an umbrella, shielding himself from everyone and everything, that he is not sure he won't relapse the first chance he'll get. Life is so much better now. So much more colorful and louder and brighter. There are people who like having him around and who he likes having around. There are things he looks forward to now that aren't just sitting by himself, hiding away. 

The thought of him opening an umbrella and locking all of that out again, maybe even by mistake or just because he is too weak to fight it, makes his skin crawl. 

If Reigen-san were still here, he could have waited and gone home with him. Sharing an umbrella is okay as long as Serizawa doesn't have to hold it himself. 

Sharing an umbrella with Reigen-san is more than okay. 

But the man had to leave early and he trusted Serizawa to close the office today, which makes the esper immensely proud. 

Serizawa is alone with his illogical fear. 

For a second he contemplates going back upstairs and just waiting the rain out, but it doesn't look like it will stop anytime soon and it's already late. And rule #54 is to never sleep in the office if not absolutely necessary. Something about work life balance, whatever that means. This work is Serizawa's life, no matter how pathetic that sounds. 

He is still wondering if this might count as 'absolutely necessary' when he sees someone jogging up to him through the rain. 

"Serizawa!" Reigen calls. The man is running through puddles with big splashes, leaving his trousers wet at the shins. He holds a large umbrella over his head, but his hair is still a bit wet because it's also windy out there. When he stops in front of Serizawa he is breathing hard. "Good! You haven't left yet." 

"Reigen-san! Why are you here? Did you forget something?" 

Reigen waves his concern off. "Nah. I just thought you could use a bit of company." At Serizawa's nonplussed stare, he averts his eyes and runs a hand through his damp hair. "I know how much you don't like using an umbrella by yourself. What's up with this weather, anyway? I told you, you can not trust the weather report." 

Serizawa feels like crying. "You came back to share an umbrella with me?"

"Oi oi, that makes it sound so…" Reigen stops and gets a red flush on his cheeks. Serizawa hopes he hasn't caught a cold. "Yeah I guess I did." 

"You didn't have to go to all this effort for me." 

"That's why I did it." Reigen says and holds out the umbrella so it covers both of them "For you." 

Serizawa feels so many emotions, all of them good. He thinks that not even an umbrella could smother them all. 

They start walking and even though both of them get a bit wet, it's the most wonderful walk home Serizawa has had in a long time. He still feels the need to apologize. 

"I know it is stu-, I mean, illogical." 

Reigen hums, but he doesn't make up a new rule so it's apparently okay. "I wouldn't say illogical and even if, we are all illogical from time to time, aren't we? You are in good company."

"I still feel like I should have a handle on this by now." 

"Maybe." Reigen concedes. Before Serizawa can feel too defeated, Reigen clasps his shoulder and smiles at him. "But you can take your time. Recovery isn't linear and there is no need to rush. You'll get there in the end and until then remember great Reigen-sama's rule #1!"

Serizawa smiles. "Sometimes it's alright to run away." 

They bump shoulders. Maybe it's not so much defeat as it is growth and acknowledgement, Serizawa admits. 

He looks forward to growing even more with Reigen-san by his side. And one day, he will be the one holding the umbrella over their heads. 

[arabaka]

okay i have a fluff request, idk if you headcanons but if you do, can I request headcanons for reigen and gojo x female reader who likes to take a lot of naps during the day. AND I MEAN A LOT, like I be sleeping 3-4 times a day plus my 9 hours of sleep st night, I just love sleep. Sometimes I sleep through dinner and my friends have to call me to wake me up lol. THANK YOU, YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING!!

✧༺♡༻∞　rest well　∞༺♡༻✧

featuring: gojo satoru x fem!reader // reigen arataka x fem!reader

no content warnings, just some fluff (ó ꒳ ò✿)

━━━━☆ gojo satoru.

gojo can be pretty pouty when you sleep for hours at a time but that’s only because he misses your company dearly while you’re in dreamland. he tries not to disturb you… emphasis on tries. you don’t think he tries all that hard though.

the sleepies can strike at any time but never fear, gojo’s limitless is here!! (pardon the corniness) but really, when yawns start bubbling from your throat every other minute and your eyelashes begin to flutter under the growing heaviness of your eyelids, he knows it won’t be long before you pass out. he’ll whisk you back home while carrying you princess-style, lowering you onto the bed with such grace and ease. he especially loves it when you manage to murmur a “thank you satoru….” before passing out.

you swear cuddling with gojo helps you sleep more soundly. whenever you’ve spent a night together, you feel on top of the world the next morning. he notices one particular day you’re more chipper than usual and you tell him with a beaming smile, “because i got to be in your arms all night, duh!!” so he promises to give you more nights like that and you relish his touch, in how the firmness of his muscles helps you feel safe and how the faint scent of his cologne buzzes around in your brain as you drift off to sleep…

━━━━☆ reigen arataka.

reigen’s work hours can sometimes be sporadic, you know this and even though he’s told you countless of times that you don’t have to try and wait up for him, that you should be resting comfortably in bed, he constantly finds you sprawled out on the couch, another failed attempt at staying up to welcome him home. sometimes he wakes you up and ushers you to bed, but other times he can’t bear to rouse you awake– but he will make sure to cover you with a blanket and place your favorite pillow under your head.

he knows better than to wake you but if you’ve been conked out for an unusually long time, he’ll gently shake your shoulder, a glass of water in hand as he murmurs, “you need to hydrate.” you’ll protest, groaning that you don’t want to have to wake up again to go to the bathroom but he’s insistent, “you didn’t drink enough water today, did you? drink.” he means well so you listen… and then grumble when you have to get up an hour or two later.

you can sleep anywhere, reigen learns this pretty early on. name any spot in his office and you’ve taken a cat nap on it before. after the renovation of spirits and such consultation, the new couch becomes your go-to. reigen keeps your favorite blanket at the office, draping it over your body and smiling at how cute you look, all curled up and soundly asleep.

[theclearblue]

This seems like a fun ask game... https://www.tumblr.com/theclearblue/745775598702592000/hello-can-i-ask-from-this-ask-game?source=share

Can I ask about Yona of the Dawn, Hunter x Hunter and Mob Psycho 100?

HxH

Favorite character: Hisoka Did y'all hear something? Sounded like someone said Hisoka but not me ahaha. Uhhhh Killua and Komugi are my answers, honorable mention to Kite as well (guess I just like the white haired characters lol. Oh and really all of the Phantom Troupe but especially Chrollo is so much fun.

Favorite arc/episode/scene: Favorite overall arc probably is York New but a lot of my favorite moments come from the Chimera ant arc, so I would tie them. Fave episode/scene I think is Meruem and Komugi dying together, I cry every singe time lmao

Character I think is underrated: Ikalgo is the guy of all time, I love that stupid ass octopus so much lmao. I don't know why but I find him so heartwarming and I want to cheer him on in every scene

Character I think is overrated: Hmm I'm really struggling to answer this actually. I feel like I'm on the same wavelength with the general consensus of the characters. Maaaaybe Kurapika just a teeny tiny bit? I'm doing a slow rewatch with a friend though and she is a fierce Kurapika hater lmao so I feel like I'm being influenced.

Fave ship/pairing: Going to be basic but Killugon, honorable mention to Hisoka/Illumi

Something I love about the series: I think the character journeys and parallels are so so so cool, and it's a great example of character development where it's more of a regression (with Gon, specifically). The parallels between Meruem and Gon where they start on opposite ends, and by the end Meruem has gained humanity and Gon has lost it? Gets me every time. Also just such a great cast of characters, picking a favorite is kind of hard when I think almost every character, even the hateable ones, are just so solidly written.

Yona of the Dawn

Favorite Character: Hmm three way tie I think between Yona, Soo Won, and Jae-Ha (wow now thinking of it, he's kinda like Sanji huh....I was set up lmao)

Favorite arc/episode/scene: Gosh I need to reread because my memory is god awful but off the top of my head, Zeno's backstory is obviously the best in the series, and I think was animated in an OVA so that's my fave episode lol. Also love when Hak and Yona FINALLY get together, and Soo Won reuniting with Hak as well.

Character I think is underrated: You know what, I'm saying Jae-Ha!! Everyone's fave dragon is either blue or yellow (which, like, I GET it) but nobody gives enough love to green dragon :( People hate him for flirting with Yona but it's so obvious to me that he's just doing that to tease Hak lmao. But he has SUCH a big heart and loves and wants to protect all of them, again I need to reread to really elaborate properly but!! He needs more love!!!

Character I think is overrated: Hmm. I don't think I have an answer for this one actually.

Favorite ship/pairing: Yona/Hak....are we surprised...I'm not....

Favorite thing about the series: I feel like I give the same answer for all of these lmao because I'm such a big character reader, but yeah the characters absolutely. They are (well, most of the time) the ones pushing the plot, not the other way around. Everyone says it but Yona's arc as a character is just so so so good, especially for a female character. I would also say I really love how the worldbuilding goes so hand in hand with the characters developing and also understanding where they come from in decisions. It's a pretty simple fantasy world but it just does everything right.

(I'm a fake fan and haven't finished MP100 Season 3 :( And my memory is the worst on this series but do know that my fave character is both Mob and Reigen)

[hunting-songs]

Your Muse on the Dancefloor! Rules: Describe your Muses style of dancing= On Their Own, With a Partner and in a Group! Write a brief description of the Style and Your Muses Thoughts! Use Gifs, Videos or pictures as references! Repost, Don´t Reblog! Original @treasurechestrpmemes !

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By Themself: If Senritsu has to chose, she would always prefer spanish Flamenco. Flamenco is a ‘strong’ dance type in which the movements are virtuoso, with a strong carriage and very expressive. The dance also has the adventage that it can be done solo, in pairs, or in groups. Senritsu enjoys the aspect of Flamenco that her movements,especially with Castenettes, are directly part of the music. She also likes dancing Odori in certaine situations, but she thinks Nihon Buyō is a lot too "calm" for what she usually enjoys most.

With a Partner: Senritsu knows and had learned several partnerdances from Jitterbug to Waltz that she will be able to dance if asked, but if asked she would say that Milonga wins just by a fingerwidth before swing-dancing. For the very upbeat, happy music and the little jokes and teases one can do as a dancer which perfectly fit her personality. Its after all the Tangos happy sister. Senritsu does enjoy tango just as much, but Milonga has such a cheeky style, that she can not stop laughing when dancing this dance (which is also the reason why she likes swing dancing so much). However, even before she was cursed dancing Milonga was a very hard ordeal for her because she was a person of 5'2 feet and it is really hard to find a dancepartner who has the right height (which means the same height or around 5'5, but in general ‘Eyelevel’) for a proper dance /arm placement. This naturally became even harder after she was cursed. And while Senritsu has no problem with taking the Leading-Role as shes a very nimble dancer, she also just as much enjoys beeing lead and that is very hard when the partners hands are barely on her shoulders or the partner even has to lean down to her. In a Group: If its not Flamenco, Senritsu would prefer a Ringdance. For one because it is a easy dance with simple steps that does not need training so that the whole group with even unexpierenced dancers can dance together, but also because everyone can join or leave whenever they want (or the movements can even be reduced to just swaying when the dancers physics do not allowe any more steps). Which is exactly what a Ringdance social role is- everyone meets at the same eyelevel despite their social status, everyone joins and leaves whenever they like. She does not like the Reigen since there is still a leading-dancer, as eventually "everyone ends up dancing with anyone in the row, before the row starts from behind again", but its still a dancing with specific partners instead of a dancing together.

[eudikot]

Who would win in a fight? Leorio vs Reigen

Substantial answer only

Oh my good friend you don't understand how hard of a time I had coming up with an answer to this question. And darn you for putting substantial and making me explain myself, because I would've overthought this anyways but not typed it all out.

On a base level, I think that both of them are fairly balanced. Neither stands out as "oh he would win 100%" and both have different aspects that would help them win. For this reason I'm going to go through who is better at what aspect and then summarize the final results at the end.

(Also, Reigen showed up today so enjoy them preparing to fight <3)

Physical Strength: Leorio

I will never forgive the 2011 anime for removing the fact that after two weeks of training, Leorio could open the first Zoldyck testing gate by himself (4 tons). Reigen may be muscular from the physical exorcisms he gives, but he in no way can compare to Leorio in this aspect. Not to mention that Leorio was able to send Ging flying out of his seat with a punch in season 6 as well.

Endurance: Leorio

This is another easy win for Leorio. Sure we see both of them run out of breath at some point during their anime, but Reigen wanted to stop at the beginning of his training with Mob on a 5k marathon while Leorio stopped after 5 hours of running, or 60km. Not counting the fact that Leorio continued shortly after that and then continued to run through Swindlers Swamp, even after Reigen's training that he shows off in season 3, he still doesn't compare to Leorio's endurance.

Mental Capability: Reigen

Leorio has been shown to be easily fooled by others, especially during the hunter exam when challenged by the quizzing lady, Leroute, and Tonpa. Meanwhile, Reigen is an expert at manipulating people with his words. I believe that Reigen could easily confuse/manipulate Leorio enough to give himself the upper advantage in a fight. Too add onto this aspect, Leorio is also working on becoming a doctor, looking to help people instead of harm them. While he still shows no problem hurting people (Ging), I believe he would still show a bit more restraint compared to Reigen who has no qualms hurting opponents and is more ambiguous with his morals (such as telling Mob not to hurt people and then going off and hurting people himself).

Technique: Reigen

Reigen has fought strong espers, or at least caught them off guard enough to land a punch even without being powerful himself. He has the skill to maneuver situations easily no matter who he is dealing with. Leorio's nen would not give him any advantage against Reigen because of this, especially since we only know of his punch which Reigen would likely be able to avoid and easily counter. While Leorio can fineness a rapidly-changing situation (the Yorknew Hotel scene. There was no prior discussion of him pretending to talk on the phone to give hints to Gon and Killua, meaning that he likely improvised the whole thing), he is mainly shown to go at things full force without much thought. In this aspect, Reigen would outperform Leorio in fighting technique, likely due to him having more overall experience (such as his claim of having a green belt in Shaolin kung-fu).

Trap Card: Mob

If all goes south for Reigen, he does have a trap card up his sleeve that Leorio doesn't have. If Mob saw Reigen getting beat up, he wouldn't hesitate to save his master. No matter the method, I think we all know Mob would eventually win over Leorio, and by association Reigen would too.

Conclusion: I believe Reigen would win in a fight against Leorio

While Leorio has the physical advantage, I think that Reigen's experience and skills would allow him to overpower Leorio. However, in a brute rush Leorio would have the upper hand. Another factor that would heavily sway the fight would be their motivations for this battle. I based my conclusion on an even playing field, but if this was happening in a situation like the hunter exam, then Leorio would have more motivation to win. In a situation where Reigen's status or dignity was on the line and loosing would mean a lot more to him than Leorio? Reigen would definitely go all out. Both of these men are very motivation driven for situations that benefit them, and I think that if they did not see any benefit or reason for fighting then they would not try hard at all. But, all in all, removing all outside influences (including Mob) my vote would be on Reigen beating Leorio in a fight.

[bittybeanie]

hiiii its been long since i requested anything im general hahaha but how do u think reigen’s f s/o would react on things happening in final arc and the epilogue its so interesting to me plus your writing is so genius i love it! have a nice day love!!

hiiii! thank you so much!! OH GOD i have so many thoughts and feelings on the final arc let's Jump Right Into It (featuring a teensy bit of "mob is basically your kid" because, well, i have a lot of feelings about that too)

first of all just- worry. you'd probably have a sneaking suspicion that everything going on was because of psychic powers but you might not associate it with mob specifically quite as fast as reigen would. and of course you wouldn't be able to get in touch with anybody so that worry would just build and build until you finally said fuck the evacuation order and went looking at the office.

you and serizawa get there at the same time after reigen sends him away and you're immediately like "where is he." but serizawa sure as hell can't say "well, reigen is currently chucking himself full force into a psychic tornado in an attempt to save the kid you've practically adopted and i just left him there because he told me he had something important he needed to say on his own" so what comes out instead is more like "um. he's. um. reigen. um. kageyama? with kageyama." the vague knowledge that they're together is enough to calm you for the time being and you end up waiting it out in the office with serizawa.

you're not exactly thrilled when reigen shows up covered in blood and cuts after sounding like everything was fine on the phone, but the relief of seeing him intact way overshadows anything else you're feeling when you bolt up to meet them at the door. reigen is pretty sure it's impossible for him to be any more in love with you than he is while he watches you give mob a onceover for injuries and scoop him up into a hug. you're a lot more gentle when you hug reigen because he looks rough, but he squeezes you with everything he's got. all three of you cry, but none of you address it. serizawa graciously looks away, and floats over a box of tissues.

as for the aftermath, treating! his! wounds! neither of you really say anything, there's just the occasional hiss from him when the disinfectant stings a bit too much followed by your immediate response of "I know, I'm sorry, sweetheart." every so often, his hand on your knee will tighten as he tries not to cry again, and you'll take his hand to anchor him as you keep wiping at the dried blood on his face. you'll need to do a more in depth check on him once the two of you get home, but your main focus is getting him cleaned up and into the spare outfit he keeps at the office so he can go back to feeling a little more normal and a little less Vulnerable.

when he finally tells you what happened, he expects you to yell at him for being so reckless, but you just sorta sit quietly until you're sure he's done. you've always admired his willingness to throw himself into situations to save others, to step in where other people probably wouldn't, so it's not like you're upset with him for doing what he thought he needed to do. if anything, you're proud, especially because you know how hard the admission would have been for him. but… you're also not oblivious to the fact that he just walked to the office barefoot. you settle on "I'm glad you're safe." he responds with "me too," and you're not sure even he knows whether he means you or himself. either way, you believe him.

after his confession to mob, it would be easier for his walls to come down around you as well. i don't think he'd start dating you without you knowing the whole Fake Psychic thing in the first place, but mob knowing too just means a whole layer of stress has been taken away from his life and he can breathe a little easier. he still lies sometimes out of… instinct? self-preservation? dramatic embellishment? but by now it's gotten pretty easy for you to tell when he does it, which is less and less as time goes on. the fact that you seem to fall more and more in love with him the more he tells the truth instead of pushing him away like he thought you would definitely helps.

i have a lot of feelings about his birthday in general that i'm having a hard time articulating but i'm also just thinking specifically about the cake incident like… holding his jaw and gently wiping the frosting off his face and laughing with him while all the kids are like "oooooooh!" is a very funny image to me. he's already embarrassed and you feel a little bad but you just can't pass up a chance like this. you give him a lil kiss on the cheek as an apology but it just makes him more flustered because now the kids will NEVER let him live it down.