#esp reigen

[yaffles-world]

@zooterscooter

your cat is green as fuck

[aether-weather]

uh. meowb psycho 100. i guess

(in my old art era bc school is kicking my ass rn </3 bear with me plz)

[undergoing-mitosis]

can we talk about the fact that the icons, the memes, the tumblr sexymen who broke history, reigen arataka and sans undertale, are both some of the most exceptionally written and executed characters i have ever had the pleasure of stumbling across? please can we talk about that?

[fiendishartist2]

reigen would be so proud of older mob :,)

[spaceistheplaceart]

fave thing abt mp100 fanart is when dimple is just. there. being a little hater. no matter what he's just always observing and has an Opinion on it

[dailyserirei]

Make em go feral.

their clients are gay couple and they are more nicest people ever :] serirei so happy

[justarandomidiot1]

I didn’t expect to have much about Harumi when I first thought of her just bc of how she ended up coming to mind but now I love to think of her when I’m bored. Just her and Mob being a great father-daughter duo.

[shoezuki]

You would think leaving DSMP would lessen the likely hood of this shit again, can we not have horrible people profiting please and thank you

(no obligation to post this btw, I figure as a Techno fan you'd understand)

former dsmp enjoyers and techno lovers are always goin thru it we jus hop from trench to trench at this point

[barmecidebiohazard]

that reigenverse sure is something huh

[boatemboys]

half life/djo is SUCH a reigen song to me

[russenoire]

and shigeo's wearing teru's usual official art smile, too.

man i was gonna be like "guys theres gotta be a better way to do this" but imagining mob secure enough in using his powers for fun and floating them all for an air picnic is making me emotional

[penins]

Also on mob psycho I am just so happy and sad and all the feelings for mob. My god that boy is going through it. Only just started season three but man. He has got a quite amazing support system but also so many people using him and I can only imagine this going poorly.... as much as reigen may actually care for mob now like hes the luckiest man alive to both be alive and also still have mob's trust. Mob and emotions and fridndship and ahhhhh. The "get a clue" scene just. Oh man. I wish I was more articulate but I just started watching it today soo. Just excitement

[eudikot]

I have so much creativity building up while I am force to focus on finals so when I have time again...

[da-janela-lateral]

Mob and Ritsu stay at Reigen's less than ideal apartment while their house is being rebuilt by Shou's lackeys. In the first morning, they are startled awake by a bloodcurdling, grating noise that booms all across the claustophobic walls. They assume this means a disaster is happening. Seasoning City had just been attacked by terrorists and there was no guarantee it truly ended. A sweep of dread. They could have been targeted.

Out of instinct, the siblings dash to wherever the sound comes, armed to the teeth with ESP, only to discover it was Reigen's smoker ass coughing for his life in the bathroom to pay for the years he spent annihilating his lungs with cigarrettes. Three pairs of eyes stare uncomfortably at each other alike to a spaghetti western duel. The glass of the shower buzzes with psychic static.

"Hey," Reigen mumbles blankly between a mouthful of toothpaste foam, eyes squinted in a way that could be rounded to 'shut'. "If you guys need to use the bathroom so damn much you could have just warned."

[arabaka]

₊˚ʚ ☁️ ₊˚ ♡ ﾟ. Reigen Arataka x Enemy Psychic! Reader ⤸ SFW. (Only 1 suggestive joke in the first paragraph). 1.3K. No pronouns used. You and Reigen have always fought like cats and dogs but it's time to play nice when Mogami reveals himself.

“Well, well, well… If it isn’t the Greatest Masseur of the 21st Century.” You slow clap following the arrival of the man in the gray suit you’ve grown to absolutely, positively detest; he’s like a mosquito you can’t get rid of. “What are you doing here? What are you gonna do against a real spirit? Rub it out?”

Your assistant jumps in, meek as always, whispering in your ear about how unintentionally lewd your quip had been, forcing a blistering heat to your face. You can only cough, covering your mouth to try and detract from what was just said but there’s no hiding how mortified you really are.

“Please, there are children around.” The Greatest Psychic of the 21st Century has the stupidest smirk on his face, appearing haughty as hell and your teeth noticeably grind from the retort. Picking that up, he continues with a lackadaisical tone, dismissively waving a hand, “It’s fine to admit you can’t understand someone on a higher level than you.”

You think, how nice it would be if his tie was maybe 100 times smaller. 

You’ve never known anyone as irritating as the big fake from Seasoning City known as Reigen Arataka and that’s saying something because the ESP community is chock-full of annoying people, but today you’re feeling particularly bothered by the sight of him.

“Just what are you doing here? How did you make it through security?” You have a shit-eating grin on your face, crossed arms under your chest as you mock the man. “The invite said real psychics only. Don’t tell me you rifled through somebody’s trash, Reigen?”

A vein in Reigen’s temple bulges. God, you're irritating. 

“I’ll have you know the client reached out to me, thank you very much.” Reigen nonchalantly slaps his hand over Mob’s shoulder as he goads you in turn, “See, Mob? This is what I’m talking about. Don’t let your powers go to your head or you’ll end up like her.” 

“You no-talent–” 

Unfortunately, your well-thought-out insult bonanza is cut off before it truly begins when whispers of the client start spreading. You swear, Reigen’s eyes are burning into the back of your skull as you are forced to turn around, like a fool, and give all your attention to the client.

With so many espers around (some real duds, in your opinion) it was easy to deduce that the client was taking shots in the dark but you quickly understood his desperation when the wall behind him revealed a terrible sight: a teen girl, restrained to a bed. Possessed, the dad says.

It isn’t long before the gaggle of psychics start arguing over who gets to treat her first and much to your chagrin, the client decides the best way to resolve the bickering is by…

A rock-paper-scissors game.

Which you lose.

Embarrassingly.

To that idiot.

You would have been seething about it all night, had all hell not broken loose.

Glass shards go flying and then it’s revealed: there is a spirit and he’s the absolute worst of them all. Mogami Keiji. This is bad.

“Get out of here.” You told your assistant in a rushed whisper because you knew things were about to get much worse and it does, madness coming the only way it can from a vengeful spirit: violently.

Your eyes flash to Reigen’s party. He has that kid with him, a real esper, but you’ve seen him in action before. He’ll be fine, but there is someone you do find yourself worrying about: Reigen.

He’s been slashed and now choked and you refuse to watch Mogami strike a third time but your attempt is short lived and only leaves you frozen, stricken with fear. For only a few seconds, you experience the raw extent of his power and that’s when you realize: you don’t stand a chance.

But you know who does?

The middle schooler.

The following events leave you breathless, but it’s not because of the action rapidly unfolding in front of you. You watch as man and spirit rally around the boy in this crazy scheme of theirs and Reigen actually… Kicks ass.

Bzzt! Bzzt! It’s a text from your assistant; they made it out okay. You let go of a breath you didn’t know you were even holding hostage. You send over a heart emoji and then promptly put your phone back in your pocket, trying to get your mind back on track when you feel a hand clasp your shoulder. 

“Hey!” You launch into a defensive stance, not unlike a cat, putting some distance between you and…

Reigen?

“I was just going to tell you you’re bleeding.” A handkerchief is offered up to you as Reigen stares at you with a degree of perplexity.

A force of habit makes you flinch away from the man but you catch yourself and with a shallow exhale, you nod. “Thanks.” The word feels odd on your tongue, like the first burst of flavor from a dish you’ve never had before: possible jarring at first but then it mellows on your tongue and once your tastebuds acclimate, there’s no going back.

“Are you… Okay?” You ask, tone still hesitant but willing to try. You dribble blood on the cloth but you aren’t wounded enough for it to still drip after some compression. The handkerchief is forever stained when you pull it from the scrape, your eyes widening when you actually look at the squared cloth.

This is… A fancy handkerchief. It's monogrammed and everything! Not even YOU have one this… Extra.

“Oh. Oh my god.” Your eyes are wide and you swear you can already hear your wallet crying because of course you're going to replace it. “I'm so sorry. I’ll buy you another-”

“Don't sweat it. I offered it. I have more, you know.” 

One. Two. Three. 

“... From a client, you know how generous they can be.” Reigen chortles but there’s a lack of bitterness to his words, like he’s making a joke as a peer rather at your expense.

“Ha. Ha.” You roll your eyes.

Silence settles around you like smoke: suffocating.

“But seriously, are you okay? Mogami threw you around like he was taking out the trash… Now we're even.”

Reigen’s nostrils flare with a quiet laugh. “I'm fine. It's gonna take more than that weirdo to keep me down.” 

You try to laugh along but you can’t get it out of your head: the cracks, shaped like lighting bolts, shooting crudely from Reigen’s head after Mogami slammed him into the concrete. 

“It looked… Scary. I… I was scared. For you.” You don’t even realize what you’re saying until it’s too late to take them back but when you look at Reigen… You’re fine with that. 

“Me? Really?” Reigen looks around quizzically and asks, his voice low and serious, “You weren't hit in the head were you?”

Balking, you shake your head. “I'm serious! This whole thing… I’ve dealt with spirits my whole life and I froze. The first time there’s been real danger and I freeze. But you… You took him on. You got a kick in.” 

“Technically, you kicked a little girl.” Dimple mutters to Reigen, perched on his shoulder with his tiny legs dangling.

“Not. Now.” Reigen is no ventriloquist but he hisses without even a quirk of the lip.

“I was wrong about you.” The words are surprisingly easy to say because you really mean it. Casting away your pride, your cheeks flare up with more humiliation than you’d like to admit. “You are… The real deal.”

What? Reigen’s astonishment is hard to miss, his blond brows shot up and his face already turning a shade of pink. Normally by this time, he’d come up with something smug to say but he’s all out of witty retorts.

The look on his face only makes yours even hotter and now you’re the sweaty one between the two of you. “I guess what I’m trying to say is… Truce?” 

“Truce.”

The silence is back but the smoke is gone; not the fire, just the smoke.

“He… He’ll win, right?” 

“He will. I know it.”

[justice-artblog]

I have a question about your Mob psycho x Saiki k au

do the mob cast know that his hair pins are actually limiters cause I read through the comics (for the hundredth time) and didn’t find him saying that they were limiters once and I can imagine them finding out in two ways 1 the funnier way of Saiki just bringing it up in casual conversation or 2 Mob accidentally hitting his limiters and Saiki not noticing until he tries to land on the ground and creating a crater by mistake

Anyways this was just a silly thought in my head when I was going through comics byeee :P

Heheheh

Okay so!

Saiki's limiters are very important to him, we all know this, and the only people who knows are his family and thr Psychickers for obvious reasons. But Kusuo isn't one to outright talk about it so he never does.

And this leads to some fun things!

Dimple 100% knows that those aren't normal hairpins, but he doesn't know what else they could be for other than controlling his ESP. Tends to lean on Mob by saying *He's faking his control.*

Mob and Reigen on the other hand? Well-

Reigen 100% thinks it's just a comfort item. Especially since Siaki is never seen without them. Presumably a memento from his family and Mob simply follows along.

This theory doubles when Saiki panics after loosing one and they go to search for it.

So i'm fully aware that the left hairpin is the one that actually mutes his power and his right one is (essentially) a detonator. But i prefer to have it where the Right one still holds back a chunk of his power (alongside the detonator) and his left one just solidifies it. So without the left one, he's still crazy strong, but without both, it's insurmountable.

And it all comes into play during the fight with Tochiro Suzuki.

By this point, Saiki and Mob both have a better handle on their ESP but they still don't come up to the power of Tochiro unless they loose that fear of holding back.

And what fun would it be for Tochiro to slam down both of them and Saiki being unable to move when both his limiters break at once. And now he's stuck, struggling to control both his body and mind in the heat of a battle he should never have been a part of (lie)

I love the thought that at this point, Saiki is more centered and aware, that he's taken Reigen's teachings to heart and finds other ways to work through and with his ESP instead of against. And yes it's so painful and still the thoughts of others are overwhelming but he's finally (finally!) Able to pick himself up and work with it.

And Reigen and Dimple (possessed) are there and trying to help him up, and Reigen looks so apologetic, so sorry that it Set's Kusuo on edge.

"I'm sorry, we couldn't find your hairpins." Reigen reaches over and grabs his hand to help him up. "We'll try and find them, but if we can't, i'll help you make some new ones. I know they were a comfort item so i hope we find them instead."

And the battle is going on, meanwhile Kusuo is sitting there like

What did he just say to me?

Hilarious mishap in a moment of serious, seems fitting XD