#lets beat the shit out of reigen together ^-^

[ch-am]

Your serirei fic is a beautifully written piece of literature, I read it all in 2 nights while kicking my feet and twirling my hair.

thank you!! i was kicking my feet and twirlingmy hair while i wrote it we are one and the same. glad u enjoyed :)

[ethereal-feline]

Fuck it. Mob Psycho 100 mood. Lets add MHA because I'm still in disbelief/denial(?) of it being over in a week. And I specifically mean add Tokoyami and Hawks for this title:

"Fraud Mentors and their Ridiculously Strong Students"

Maybe a reality warping Quirk, maybe some esper/psychic in the MP100 world who knows, these idiots meet. I got 3 appointments to get to over the nect few days so we'll just spit ball some dynamics, ok? Ok. Going with...pre-Meta War and like Post S1 MP100.

Shigeo "Mob" Kageyama and Fumikage Tokoyami are the most wholesome duo/trio. Mob will look up to Tokoyami (not literally because apparently they're the same height at 5'2"), and once Dark Shadow comes out? 100% Adoration. Mob doesn't really get Tokoyami's way of speaking but they make it work. Tokoyami takes it upon himself to be a role model and Mob is dutifully listening. Until something happens, and Tokoyami has to deal with it the best way he can. Fun! Mob canonically cannot math. I headcanon that Tokoyami cannot math. They can not math together.

Hawks and Reigen. "LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE-" "TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE YOU SONUVA-" So much sass. So much bullshitting. Hawks sees right through Reigen and will throw some occultish buzzword he heard from Tokoyami just to see what bullshit Reigen says in an attempt to act like he knows wtf it is. Reigen will pull an Uno Reverse somehow and figure out Hawks isn't all that he appears. If he finds out about Hawks' Super Spy mission, he's cutting that shit out as soon as he can. Am I saying Reigen can beat the LOV through bullshit, luck, and charisma? Maybe. He'll definitely try. As much as he's a conman he's also a good man. Practically adopting psychic children like Batman. Reigen would have words with Batman. Reigen will have words with the Commission.

Reigen and Tokoyami. Good lord, is this a peek into Mob's emo phase? Did Reigen have an emo phase? He's gonna be feeding Dark Shadow any chance he gets if only to avoid getting eaten himself. Tokoyami MIGHT see through his act, depends on the circumstances. Might be a situation similar to S2 MP100. Reigen doesn't feel happy about a kid running around fighting crooks even in a super society. Kids should be kids. Reigen will pull a Mumen Rider. He may not have powers, he may not be strong, but he's the adult dammit! He'll kick a villain's ass! SELF DEFENSE RUSH!

Hawks and Mob. "Oh so he's like a less edgy more shy Tokoyami." Depending on how this crossover happens the progress to Mob's explosion will be going up steadily the more he hangs out with Hawks. Not because Hawks is actively stressing him out but because its a stressful situation and Hawks is trying his best but this kid doesn't emote and where the hell is his kid??? Soon as Mob mentions having trouble with his powers it is impromptu Quirk Counseling Time at Hawks' Agency. It doesn't really go well because its Hawks. Man probably teaches the same way Reigen does through motivational speeches when he isn't putting floaties just before shoving his poor student in the deep end of the pool.

All four of these chucklefucks together? You got a conman, an industry plant, an edgelord with a sentient shadow monster, and a psychic middle schooler. None of them can math. What could possibly go wrong?

*cue a building or two being destroyed in the inevitable 100% Explosion or even ???%*

[fixhbones]

WIP GAME !!!!

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

(i was tagged by beloved mutual @pimpedoutgreenears )

i have 250+ wips so i’m going to break this down a LOT and not including many 💀

i’ll be tagging anyone who wants to join in, as well as: @cowardlybean , @scrunkle , @ctpalt, @cupofd1rt , @choofs (no pressure to anyone to do it lol)

this will be Long so it’s under the cut

MP100

-teruki moving

-fox curse serirei

-ritsu and that maid dress (calfhooves inspired me to finally start writing that one forever ago)

-shou and his family

-shou being invisible

-college ritshou

-fem ritshou

-shou unintentionally joining the kageyamas vacation

-i beat the shit out of reigen

-ritshou fake dating

-runaway

-multi-dimensional/universe shit

-hockey

-‘stray cat’ shou ; ‘house cat’ ritsu

-yuritshou again

-ritshou live together

-terumob transgender agenda (all girls school)

-fist fighting and kissing

-terumob furries

-unconventional love

-graffiti taggers ritshou

-sick fic pt2

-terumob and psychic powers

-lab baby shou PTSD

-shou star and tree metaphors

-ritsu melts

-shou like. dying

-reigen and shou funny familial relationship

-shou is bad at emotions and feelings

Bungo Stray Dogs

-lab baby escapee skk fic

-ranpoe angst

-ranpoe and eyelashes

-skk runaway

-skk and sea monsters

-summer camp

-highschool au

-skk highschool au version 2

-skk highschool au version 3

-chuuya and carnage

-mamas boy (chuuya and verlaine au)

-truth or dare (girl skk)

-ooc double black and humanity

-skk highschool au version 4

-dazai and The Horrors

-cryptids au

-halloween through the years

-summer camp au (again lol)

-ranpo and dazai pm au

-dazai gets braces

-ghostbuster au

-chuuya getting an education in the pm

-skk graffiti taggers au (again)

-girl scouts au

-kyousano and skk older sister + their younger brother

-wierd twist on a spider-man au

-teen skk + jealous dazai

-lonely summers

-chuuya “i’m back in the fucking building again” nakahara

-skk taking care of eachother

-skk yuri

-skk yuri and anatomy

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MCYT/DSMP

-necromancer crimeboys version 1

- version 2

-crow crimeboys

-c!tommy 🤝 a pearl (mitski)

-lab baby c!tommy

-lab baby brothers c!crimeboys

-horror summer camp au

-accidently adopting a raccoon shapeshifter

-vigilante fic

-the forest is breathing

-unreliable narrator depressed wilbur

-pirate crimeboys

-the undead’s guide to feeling alive

-c!beeduo traditional enderian wedding

-night in the woods au (wilbur is mae)

-subway masks

-wilbur and tommy sons of the sun and moon respectively

-nasicaä crimeboys au

-crimeboys over the garden wall au

-cryptids au

-crimeboys binary stars

-chainsaw man au

-wilbur buries himself

-skater and rollerblader rivalry lmao

-los compensinos inspired 2

- horror fic 2

-cranboo time traveler au

-crimeboys cryptids au version 2?

-ode to a moon

IT

-losers club friends giving

-richie and bev dye hair

-losers college au (winter edition)

- summer camp au (it haunts me)

-loser adults are losers and have video calls

-reddie in eddie’s attic

-losers go trick or treating

-eddie takes care of richie

-richie and Big Dog

-bev accidental wingman of the century

-reddie romcon irony angst

-camcorder findings

-whale city 👍

-youtube video transcript

-pharmacy photo developing

-mama tozier being the best

-richie and stan’s kids

-mac n cheese

-mama tozier being the best again

-werewolf x witch

-loser kids

-violence

Persona 5

-hockey kid akechi

-magical girl au

-foster care

MISC

-life happenings (Night In The Woods)

-sunnflower runaway (Omori)

-bad ending 2.0 (Omori)

-sickfic (hirano to kagiura)

-langa being left handed (SK8)

-renga being dumbly in love (SK8)

-pearlina (splatoon)

[luvkun4]

today's warm up: Reigen calling a sex hotline bc he’s lonely & pathetic <3

warnings: fem!reader, phone sex (technically), guided masturbation, male masturbation, some dirty talk, tiny praise kink, slightly subby!Reigen (?), not proofread

notes: it seems as though i have brainrot… hm… i also don’t really know specifically how sex hotlines work — this was just an excuse to write phone sex. and i'm gonna start adding my taglist to thirsts since they're always drabbles anyway, i hope y'all don't mind

taglist! [ @snake-titan @discordkittenjoestar ]

he sits on his sofa in his empty apartment, palming at the bulge in his sweats as he listens to your sweet voice over the phone. he's always said that he'd never stoop so low as to call a complete stranger just to get off, though perhaps his constant lack of physical intimacy had finally caught up to him.

"how about you pull it out for me, Reigen?" you suggest, speaking in the cadence of a siren trying to lure a fisherman.

he does as he's told, tugging his pants and his briefs down to his mid thigh. his face is flushed, his heart beating rapidly in his chest as he asks you what to do next. part of him was embarrassed to even be in this situation, still, he knew that slight humiliation would soon fade.

"stroke it for me," you say, "nice and slow."

Reigen spits in his hand before gripping his cock, sighing when he finally makes contact. for the next few minutes he sits on the phone with you, languidly pumping his cock as you whisper sweet nothings on the other line. he tries to keep his noises to himself, chewing his lip to bite back his moans, but you encourage him to moan for you.

"let me hear you baby," you coo, "and pick up the pace a little bit."

he curses under his breath, circling his swollen head with his palm then quickening the speed of his strokes. his head falls back and a moan escapes him, his cheeks burning red. you utter a "good boy" and he whines, unintentionally bucking his hips into the air as he fists his cock.

despite how hesitant he was to do this, he definitely wasn't regretting it now. it felt so fucking good to tug and pull on his dick while you hum in satisfaction on the other line.

you listen quietly, admittedly getting turned on by how hot his gasps and groans sounded. you did this all the time — constantly speaking to customers to help them get off — but not once have you ever been so enthralled in an appointment.

"shit- m'getting close," Reigen groans, giving his cock a squeeze in hopes to hold off a little longer.

"awe already?" you ask, more disappointed that the session would be ending soon rather than saying it condescendingly.

Reigen chuckles softly, the sound getting lost in the moan he lets out. he didn't think he'd be finishing so soon either, but he couldn't really help it.

"mm, cum for me then," you entice, "i want you to feel good."

his eyes roll to the back of his head, hips rutting up while he fucks his palm. his moans get a bit louder than before, and within seconds, he's spilling over on his fingers. you feel your face heat up as you listen, squeezing your thighs together in an attempt to repress the feeling that came over you.

Reigen lets out a shaky breath, chest heaving while he slowly strokes his length, now using his cum as lube. you stay on the call as he catches his breath, patiently waiting for him to come down from his high. that is until he speaks, further flustering you without evening knowing he was doing it.

"there's still half an hour left in the session i paid for," he says, making you aware of the fact that this was nowhere near over, "you don't mind continuing, do you?"

[nishiannoya]

ʀᴜʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴜᴍʙ

a/n: nobody asked for this. i didn't even ask for this. liking reigen is a disease and im here to spread the virus. may we find the cure. only dolly parton can save us now.

reigen arataka x gn!reader, foul language, established relationship, mental health talk, reigen calls you a bitch, mentions of vomit, and somehow this is fluff, (1.7k wc)

When Reigen asks when you fell for him, you pretend to think about it. You don't really have to think about it, but you do have to think about if you want to tell him. He might not be all too pleased to hear it, though you've never really cared about coddling his feelings. Even though you are comfortable with him, this relationship of yours is less than a year old and there's still a lot of unopened doors.

So you tell him the half truth, that you've always noticed him.

And it's true - he's not not a good-looking guy, and he appeared decently put together when you first met him. It's not that you thought he was perfect, or even trying to be perfect, but his casual welcoming air at first introduction seemed calculated. You could tell he wanted something, not necessarily from you, but it's almost as if you could see a pyramid of desire and him balancing on the point of junction at the top. Despite the tension of it, it seemed dull to you - certainly not any way you'd want to live your life, or even attempt to support someone living it. But call it whatever you want, you knew there was something about him, or maybe even wanted there to be something.

He seems satisfied with your answer. Smug bastard, but you'll let him believe it. In turn, you ask him the same question back.

"Well, of course I thought you were attractive when I first introduced myself, but I also thought you were kind of a bitch," he says way too candidly. One of the many reasons you hate being attached to him.

"I said only kind of!" He offers in defense when he sees your scowl. "But I really fell for you on my birthday last year, my twenty-eighth."

"The night I found you puking your guts up in an alleyway?" You recall. Funny that he would say that.

"I call it personal growth."

"You kept saying over and over that you thought you were gonna shit yourself between barfing," you remind him. Ripping the sugar coating off his bullshit is always fun for you.

"Like I said: personal growth. Purging myself of toxic build-up and stuff," he says and waves his hand flippantly. "And it must've worked, because you showed up."

"Oh."

You blink. He never delivers praise or appreciation in a way that you can take seriously. But for once, he seems sincere. Not in a cheesy way, and rare enough for you to feel a little self-conscious.

"And you rubbed my back, and convinced me not to strip down naked to shit in the alley," he adds.

"I would have fallen for you anyway," you tell him with a small laugh to try and keep your heart from beating too fast. Part of what you like about your relationship with him is that you don't have to worry about serious feelings and conversations and the anxiety of being misunderstood that comes with them.

"Wait, I thought you already had?" He says, focusing in on you with a sheepish look that you return with a tight-lipped smile. Might as well tell him the truth.

"Well, I mean, I was down to maybe fuck you out of crushing desperation and loneliness before, but seeing you so pathetic that night made me like you - against my better judgement."

He stares at you hard, face showing some kind of strong, unreadable expression. You fend off the urge to laugh, though you do worry that, like him, you're being too honest.

"I mean, it was nice to see you so human. Not schmoozing, not pretending, not calculating. Just suffering for drinking yourself sick," you explain.

He doesn't say anything for a moment, which is slightly concerning. Reigen always has something to say in response to everything, especially when you're being cheeky with him. Ever the menace, he lets your unease simmer just a little more.

"You know, there's something I never told you about that night," he says, making your heart jump and squeeze at the same time. There's no cause for alarm in his voice, but the words still have you anticipating.

"I wasn't drunk."

"Oh, food poisoning. I see," you nod slowly. Perhaps it would've been better for your opinion of his sanity to keep thinking for the rest of your life that he was drunk, but you've had enough experiences with bad sushi to know that stomach viruses can get the best of anybody.

"It could have been," he muses. "But I think I was so disgusted with myself that my body was trying to kill me."

Oh. Wow.

"I remember thinking that I was rotten, that I was rotting on the inside, so much that it was making my head spin. Next thing I knew, I was retching against the brick. It felt like I was going to die and that I deserved to go in such a sorry way."

This is not-

"I swear I even saw the gates into the next life," he laughs at himself to acknowledge that he probably sounds insane. He's well aware that he's known for exaggerating the truth, so he knows better than to expect you to believe him. "And it's not some golden metal rolling gate like in the paintings. That's why it felt so real."

-what you were expecting.

"But even though I felt so disgusting and my body and mind were doing such horrible things to me, I didn't want to go."

Your heart clenches. You never knew that he was capable of feeling like that. The Reigen you know doesn't get affected by anything. Though now it makes sense, that maybe he does and he just ignores it until it wants to kill him.

"Next thing I knew, I felt your hand on my back. It took me a while to hear your voice, but I could feel your thumb moving on my shoulder. It guided me back, and kept me grounded. I don't know if I could've stayed tethered without it."

The way he's speaking, you would think he's always been so open with you. It sounds like he's telling you something mundane and ordinary, and not that you saved his fucking life. You don't really know what to say. You feel like you should be crying, and yet he's not leaving you any room to feel any kind of mournful.

So you simply reach out to him with your hand, holding the side of his face, some stubble scratching against the heel of your palm as you brush a thumb over his cheekbone in such a gentle way that he smiles a little. You're not sure if you've ever looked him in the eye like this before, though it feels familiar. You recall feeling the same way when you dropped him off at his office the night you found him - apprehensive yet curious and completely powerless to whatever it is that compels you to want to be with him.

Maybe you wanted to help him, though he's never asked for it and will act like he doesn't need it. In reality, he hasn't actually needed it. He's surprised you nearly every step of the way with the shit he gets away with. You've come to learn that you don't really need to worry about him in a traditional sense. Yet here he is, telling you that you did indeed help him.

"Be any more vulnerable with me, and I might just fall in love with you for real," you say to him, a playful lilt in your voice that you hope he can read.

He chuckles lightly through his nose, bringing his hand up to cover yours. He mirrors the soft movement of your thumb.

"Can't have that now. That would be terrible," he teases. Even if you both believe it. Even if it's far too late.

"The absolute worst."

You guide your lips to his. He tastes like cigarettes and barbecue chips, and you gave up a long time ago on trying to convince yourself that you hate it. It's always hard to pull away from him, his lips never failing to fit annoyingly in line with yours, but you open your eyes and draw back for a moment. The way your chest feels unfit to contain your heart when you look at him, it makes you desperate to distract yourself with kissing him deeper. However, you try to let the feeling settle rather than fighting or burying it.

"I'm glad you didn't fall for me sooner," he says. "You'd have shit taste."

"I fell for a man who was puking and having an existential crisis in an alleyway in the middle of the night, and you don't think I have shit taste?"

"Nah," he waves off. "That was when I said I'd be better. And that's when I started trying to be better."

"You literally couldn't do anything."

"I didn't throw up on you."

"I-" You stop and sigh. "Thank you for that."

"You're welcome," he responds, smirking like the bastard he is. "If you like that, then you're in for it."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," he says, though it's soft and so out of place from his usual way of speaking that it grips you as something harsh would. "Gotta be as good as your thumb felt on my shoulder that night."

You stop it there by pressing into him again for another kiss, more heated to guarantee that you won't have to reveal anything deeper - like maybe you also remember the feel of his shirt under your palm as you brushed your thumb against him that night, hoping that he would feel that you cared about him through the subtle and tender movement.

Maybe there will never be a need to exchange the sentiment in words, for you notice the way his thumbs trace against your skin as he kisses you, or when you sit together on the couch, or when he grabs your hand on the train. You make sure to return the gesture, grounding him, grounding you together.

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[woashi]

PLEASE tell us about the au

AAAAAAA okayokayokay I’ll try my best to explain it! I’m not the best explanation man!! Things might b all over the place and make no sense!!!

I am not the best writer and this AU spawned from my urge to draw reigen with a staff and horns-

Before I explain the main stuff

Horns in this universe contain ✨Magic✨ in them. Natural magic users magic kicks in (?) at around the age of 13-14. Growing horn process is basically like uhh less painful head teething I guess

If horns are broken (like torn off or smashed) there’s a small period of time where the magic lingers in the air, people can absorb this magic air thing, but that leaves the person you’ve destroyed the horns of weak.

I SHOULD MENTION!! Magic users also have magic in their blood, it’s weak since most of the magic is in the horns but it’s like a last hurrah before you then start using up like, life points iguess.

Magic can also be transferred into plants, even dead trees, nothing will happen it’s like a lil magic bank, it’ll just store it until you need it or if someone else finds it but it’s almost weaker depending who gets it first. People who never got the magic using abilities will stick tree branches in their head for makeshift horns and beg for people to spare some of the funny magics to their branches

RIGHT NOW I’ve explained the weird ads magic system stuff (it’s a Doubleyou Eye Pee WIP) now it’s time for the funny mob characters !!

Reigen is a very talented magic user, he works for the king as an assistant to Mogami. Blah blah blah he works there for ages almost taking Mogami in skill wise, Mogami suddenly turns unusually sour, Hey reigen! Snap! Half Horn gone! The other broke! Goodbye!! Now somewhere at the end of the forest. Reigen, now somewhere is going to find his way back to the kingdom and beat the shit outta him, he doesn’t even want his spot back. He’s going back to kick ass.

MOB TIME. He’s the most unfinished one out of the main two, so I’m very sorry if nothing makes sense!

So Mob and Ritsu are the same age: 8 years old, Mob lives in a nice cosy village filled with funny magic people! *vine thud* until he didn’t!!!!! Bam bam woah who’s that? Why it’s claw!! Claw grunts are all like yeah let’s destroy this town and steal magic!!1!! This event causes Mob to be separated from everyone, he’s somewhere in the wreckage of his old village, then woah!! Funny guys here tryna kill him!! Like anyone he starts to panic.

First thought: start screaming(?????) The claw grunts here are stupid and want their ego fed so they taunt him cuz why not! Child is being very annoying and loud, something comes out from the bushes!!! Woah Mister Reigen Arataka?? He’s there and he mocks the living fuck outta the claw grunts then for a second they all get distracted by mob .. iduno saying something? Then boom bam Reigen knocks them out.

Kind happy act over, Reigen only wanted to boost his ego for helping a defenceless kid. Mobs like “yo I’ve lost my family. Could you help me!” And Reigen’s like “No. I’m busy, I don’t have time to babysit.” Mob gets sad about that then wooosh!! The hood from his cloak I forgot to mention previously goes down to reveal…. Tada!!! Growing Horns! Ones half in his head, the other is visible. Holy shit magic 8 year old???? That’s like… unusual.

First thing Reigen thought was “damn this kid probably has more magic than I do right now………… wait.” Then he connects two and two together and decides to help Mob find his family.

But only if he helps him first.

AAAAAND that’s all I have right now! Sorry if it’s long and made no sense!!! I know I’m using time as an excuse for my lack of writing skills but it just hit 2am here!!!1!,££:’suhsbw

AGAIN really sorry if this didn’t make sense!! My brain literally made the AU whilst I was drawing and im kinda building off of it rn!! Alsoaloslaodjsm Thank you for asking about my AU!!!! Im sorry I don’t have too much to deliver for it but I am working on it!! Though I probably might not take it anywhere besides where it already is ^^;;

I rambled a lot on this I know I keep apologising but sorry again for that aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaswvhsyshwnsosh 🙏🙏🙏 also I was like rly excited when writing this so the way I’ve worded things are uhhhhhh not the best- if you need like more things explained better pls ask!!

[iiimber]

That motherly request got me feeling feelings !!! Love me some sassy Ritsu and sweet boy Mobu 💕💕💕 Can I raise you, esper reader who, after seeing the Kagayama brothers and Reigen get hurt, uses up the their powers to protect their boys and promptly levels a city blocks in their desperation to save them? 👀

HAHA THIS SHIT LONG thank u so much anon for these motherly requests I’M REALLY INSPIRED JAKNFJ

reader didn’t really level a whole block but they sure did get scary when seeing their boys get hurt. i’m not super great at action scenes so i’m sorry if it’s a little cringy, but I had fun writing it!

Everything that could’ve gone wrong, has just went wrong.

Knelt down behind you, Reigen was holding the youngest Kageyama back with as much strength as he could muster. Granted, he didn’t have to use much– Ritsu was too exhausted and beaten down to put up a fight.

When he finally fell back against Reigen, looking up at his brother and yourself with tired eyes– you knew he was defeated. For as long as you knew the boy, it was hard to get him to back down, making this dire situation all too real.

“Don’t worry Master-- Ritsu. (L/N)-san and I will finish this.” Mob’s voice was calm– usual steadiness as he nodded to the two behind you, but his hand was in yours, taken earlier when you tugged him away from an attack; he was shaking. If Mob was scared, then you’re not entirely sure how this battle will be won.

Your eyes met Reigen’s, squinted from the blood rolling down his forehead. The wound near his hairline made your heartache– it looked painful, and despite how hard he was trying to keep himself together for the sake of Ritsu (and everyone else), you knew he was scared too.

“You can run, you know.” The man’s eyes shifted to Mob. “You don’t have to fight him, this isn’t your responsibility.”

“It is.” The boy turned, eyes narrowed at the out-of-control esper way before you. “He’s hurt people– people I care about. And if he isn’t stopped then he will continue on this path.”

Gulping, you turned as well– meeting the crazed eyes of the person who was causing this immoral destruction. He was powerful with no remorse– clearly, as he had no issue beating down a child and powerless man. You could feel his power from here, and even though you never thought twice about Mob’s ability– the seed of doubt was slowly sprouting.

“I don’t think he’s entirely aware right now.” The boy squeezed your hand before pulling away, balling a fist at his side. “This makes things harder.”

The esper you had been battling hadn’t said a word– coupled with the far away look in his eyes, Mob was most likely right. It wasn’t unheard of for espers to lose control– taking the boy next to you for example. Whether if it was an influx of strong emotions, or just a need to run havoc on the city– it didn’t matter. He needed to be stopped, and sadly right now, your only hope was Mob.

Glancing back down to the boy, your heart squeezed again– he was shaking, whole body trembling as he stared ahead. Using his powers against other people had always been against Mob’s moral (given if they didn’t hurt people he loved), and even though this esper had beaten both his brother and Reigen down– he was still not all there, perhaps not at all conscious of the destruction he was causing.

There was a good chance Mob’s morals might make him hold back.

As Mob stepped forward, bangs rising and the multi-color aura of his power swirling around him– you could only watch, clenching your hands together.

The fight was intense, the esper continually showing how powerful he really was. As expected, Mob was holding back, trying his hardest to reach inside and talk it out– holding back his rising emotion to the best of his ability.

Every time you tried to step in, the rush of power from both individuals held you back. It was overwhelmingly strong, so strong it was a little terrifying. It wasn’t like your abilities were weak or less developed, but it clearly told you that you’d be no match against either of these espers.

Unless of course, you were triggered to go all out.

A deafening thud sounded as Mob was thrown back, body slamming against concrete and head almost cracking before his hands came up to cradle it. It was too soft to hear at this moment, but the boys lips parted in what you guessed to be a groan– before slumping to the ground in a pained heap.

Ritsu yelled out behind you, but it sounded far away– like you were under water as you stared wide eyed at Mob.

“Get out of there, Mob! Now!” Reigen stumbled behind you, trying to hold back Ritsu yet again as he called out to his apprentice. His frantic voice sounded distorted as well, your fear and worry accumulating way too fast to be normal.

The boy, luckily still conscious tried to stand, pressing his hands into the crumbled concrete and pushing in an attempt to upright himself. You gasped as he collapsed again, smushed to the ground under the weight of the other esper– angered enough by the fight to try and not let this poor boy get away.

A loud, pained cry left Mob’s lips, the sound making your blood run cold and your mind focused on nothing other than to protect him. Ritsu cried out again, hitting Reigen’s back in an attempt to break free.

Protect them. You had to protect them.

The ground beneath you broke, concrete shattered as the brunt of your telekinesis flowed through you. Each step you took cracked, making way past the invisible barrier of power you had so much trouble getting through earlier– the overwhelming need to stop this man and get to Mob fueled you. There was no way you’d lose this– you’d have to die before that happened.

The man barely turned your way before his neck was encased in your grip, choking out as your strength and ESP held him up. Seeing him this up close confirmed that was drunk on power, not all there-- but that didn’t matter. He hurt Reigen, he hurt your boys. He wasn’t getting out of this unharmed.

“Mob,” Your hold tightened as you glanced down towards the beaten boy, struggling to stand up now that he wasn’t held down by some immense power. “Get yourself over to Reigen and leave.”

“But that’ll just leave you–”

“Go.” The man gasped above you, a guttural gargle as your grip tightened, and you could feel his power dwindling down. “I’ll take care of this. Just go.”

The boy nodded, albeit a bit hesitant as he stood up– limping over to his Master and falling into Ritsu. You could hear Reigen call after you, but you were much too focused on the asshole in your grip– clawing at your arm.

“Those were kids,” you muttered, eyes narrowing into dangerous slits as you threw him down– concrete cracking at impact. “I could care less where your mind is right now, I’m going to make you hurt as much as they did– only ten times worse.”

[transbonmoved]

hey guys its time for me to infodump dekumob shit

rip all the mobile users who probs have to scroll past all this im sorry

their childhoods are polar opposites. deku was powerless & bullied for this, yearning for power & to be a hero. mob was born with power & sees it as nothing but a burden and is afraid of hurting people with his power.

deku puts a lot of value in the power he was granted too while mob wishes he didnt even have his powers at times and can see them as worthless.

deku would be amazed & fascinated by mobs abilities so much. while there would probably be plenty of esper heroes, mob is so damn powerful and i think after seeing mob use some of his power deku would be able to quickly recognize that. deku probably takes notes on esper heroes such as buildup of power and notes how little buildup mob needs to give out a powerful blow.

mob tells deku abt how he loses control sometimes and deku goes on this mumbling rant on how it could happen. no conclusion is ever really made

whenever mob feels self conscious about his quirk, deku is always there to cheer him up, whether it be intentional or deku starts rambling on how useful his quirk is especially if he gets creative on the battlefield or if he wants to become a rescue hero its perfect and oh no hes going on his mumbling tangent again

work out buddies! deku ends up having to pick mob off the ground a lot but he encourages him

deku admires mobs efforts but is also worried over mob accidentally overworking himself

mob probably really admires how much muscle deku already put on which turns deku beat red each time mob compliments it but he sincerely means it, deku

their familes get along well

inko would probably love mob a lot. inko is kind of a very weak telekinesis user so they connect through quirks somewhat & inko would be so happy that deku found such a nice & caring person

ritsu & deku also get along super well. their conversations will range from small talk to really detailed discourse

ritsu is somewhat surprised when mob tells him deku is his bf but is also kind of relieved that mob would end up with such a good guy. of course it takes a while to really trust deku but ritsu never has too many doubts on him

kageyamas will invite deku to dinner & inko will invite mob to dinner sometimes

when ua gets dorms it seems like every other day mob is investigating some kind of haunting rumor. theyre rarely ever true and sometimes deku tags along out of curiosity of how mobs after school job may be like.

deku does eventually meet reigen, and really isnt quite sure what to make of the guy. he finds it odd how he is so insistent that yes, i have a quirk, what are you talking about kid, have you not heard of me??

mob lets deku info dump hero stuff whenever he wants. he doesnt understand most of the stuff but he always loves seeing deku get so passionate abt the things he loves.

he also tries reading some of dekus notebooks when offered and its just him going “lots of words i dont understand” again

at some point mob just starts shoving spare napkins in his pocket for whenever deku needs them. you could say its routine for mob to hand deku a napkin while deku lets out a “thanks” through tears

it worries mob each time though, even if to others it may be obvious happy tears mob always checks to see if deku is ok

speaking of emotions, this is another huge contrast between them. deku is very emotional and isnt afraid to cry in front of people, but can also shut off his emotions in serious times. mob on the other hand has trouble with his emotions and finds trouble expressing what emotions he is in touch with unless its a full blown breakdown. mob is more inclined to burst in situations while deku can remain cool headed.

also, theres probably going to be a time where deku has to calm mob down after hitting a (negative) 100%. with already mentioning mob bringing napkins i think comforting & supporting each other would be a huge thing in their relationship.

but also consider deku causing mob to hit 100% love at some point

deku always feels his stomach churn when mob says he “cant do anything without his powers”. deku probably would acknowledge just how intelligent mob can actually be on his own, especially when dismantling others bad behavior

he sees that first hand where, at first mob was scared of bakugou, but that anxiety quickly turned to irritation when learning about what bakugou has done to deku and what hes witnessed bakugou say about others. of course sometime this leads to an inevitable “why do you put others down?” confrontation

whether mob intentionally did it or not hes able to hit bakugou right where it counts just like he did with teru. and deku is really grateful and looks up to mob to be able to stand up to bakugou like that. and thank god for mobs barrier, or else there probably wouldve been a full blown fight.

thats another thing i think would be big with them, genuine admiration for each other.

fuck man they just love each other a lot

if we’re really smushing canon together, i think mobs experience with mogami would really make him realize just how much deku went through as a kid. 

he probably would end up despising bakugou more due to it

they go to pride together!!!

they like taking naps together after stressful days

it takes a while for them to have their first actual kiss bc they are both flustered all the time. mobs probably the one who tries making a move though.

deku helps mob study after learning just how bad mobs grades are. it doesnt really help but mob appreciates dekus help nonetheless.

their respected friend groups get along well!

mob & iida & uraraka have no problem getting along at all. iida would probably like how close to rules mob sticks too, and uraraka would just appreciate mobs company in general. theyre floaty friends.

deku & teru get along fairly well. dekus eyes nearly bulge out of his head when learning how teru & mob met though, and how teru was a lot like bakugou at one point but is now changing for the better.

deku is blown away by the body improvement club and really has a hard time believing these kids are actually his age

they may be workout buddies but they also try to quirk train together, since they both need to try to control their powers better

hey will both post & send each other i love my bf memes

they also text each other late a night a lot. sometimes just small chat about how their day went or comfort if one is feeling bad for whatever reason

mob always gets super worried about deku when he ends up breaking bones due to his quirk

ends up giving lectures n stuff about how he needs to be more careful and how he should care more abt his well being 

THATS ANOTHER contrast mobs afraid of hurting others with his quirk while deku hurts himself with his quirk

mob saves up money from his job to get deku surprise presents n stuff

this is all i have...............for now

[phantomrose96]

A Breach of Trust Chapter 15.5: A Beach of Trust

(Act 1: Chapter 1-9 )

(Act 2: Chapter 10 || Chapter 11 || Chapter 12 || Chapter 13 || Chapter 14 || Chapter 15 || Chapter 15.5 || Chapter 16 || Chapter 17 || Chapter 18)

(Act 3 Chapter 19+)

There is one universal law of anime, and it is that there is always a beach episode. There is always a beach episode

Mob had fallen asleep beneath the couch blankets again, curled into the cocoon so that the blankets served double as his pillow. He was woken up sometime later by the sound and brightness that came with Reigen swishing back the curtains.

“Wake up, Mob. We’ve got plans.”

Mob opened his eyes. Reigen stood over him, wearing swim trunks, a white tank top, and enormous sunglasses with the price tag still dangling off the right ear hook. He had globbed suntan lotion on his nose and shoulders, and he thrust a mesh bag to Mob containing roughly the same outfit but in a smaller size—sunglasses and all.

“I’m overworked and you’re traumatized. I don’t know anything about mental health but there’s no way a day at the beach can be bad. So get changed it’s beach time.”

Reigen sat down on the couch beside Mob, one foot pulled up and resting on the other knee, and he pulled out an assortment of deflated floaties from his own bag. He uncapped the mouthpiece of one—a duck by the looks of it—and started to inflate it.

Mob stared, baffled. “…Beach time?”

…

“Look, I’m just saying that if you’re gonna be using up your vacation days sitting home, we may as well use the vacation days.”

Jun tossed Tetsuo’s swim trunks onto his head. He put his controller down and grabbed it off his face, looking first in confusion at the swimsuit, then at Jun, who stood in front of the couch in a red bikini. She supported a beachbag by its strap, with a sunhat beneath her arm and sunglasses tucked into the string of her bikini top.

“Are we going—you mean the beach…?”

“I already invited Isa. She’s probably there already. Get moving, Tetsuo.”

“…The beach though?” He held the trunks out, baffled. “It’s October!”

“Alright fine. You can stay here. Isa and I will go and just gossip about you.”

Jun turned on her heel, flipflops slapping as she headed to the door.

Tetsuo bounced from the couch. “Wait! No wait, I wanna gossip too!”

…

“This is…what, exactly?”

“Intermission.” Teruki did not look at Ritsu. He faced the icecream vender. “Two please.”

Ritsu watched him take the two cones in his hand, coated in rainbow sprinkles, but somehow the bright mess of every color decorating the icecream cones still paled in comparison to Teruki. His swim trunks were neon green, dashed with oranges, purples, and reds. His unbuttoned shirt was a piercing salmon color, his two bright flipflops did not match, and his pink sunglasses glittered.

He still wore his tie, which he had not been able to get off.

“And when does intermission end?” Ritsu asked.

“When we’re rested up and ready to fight again. You can’t have me ruining my good looks with no rest. It’s bad for my skin.”

“So the fight’s still going?”

“Yes.”

“And we’re just…at the beach…in the meantime.”

“What? Would you rather go grocery shopping? Most people say thank you when they’re brought on vacation.”

Ritsu said nothing. He only walked behind Teruki, dumb-founded, as they headed for the waterfront. Ritsu’s own beach wear was tattered black trunks, an unbuttoned black t-shirt that seemed less “unbuttoned” and more “had the entire front of it violently torn off”—it was his school uniform, actually. It had just been properly shredded enough to double as beach wear.

Teruki stopped suddenly. He thrust his arm out, and the items in his bag spun out onto the sand. Two full-sized beach chairs unfolded and set themselves up, two immaculate pink towels, two umbrellas perhaps more garish than Teruki’s outfit, a cooler with soda, a platter of small sandwiches, a bottle of suntan lotion, a reflective tanning fan.

Teruki flopped onto one of the chairs, floated his icecream cones (both of which appeared to be for him) into the air, and grabbed the tanning board which he fanned around his face. Ritsu stared in utter discomfort at the tie still on his neck. He wasn’t sure how Teruki was breathing.

“Move, you’re blocking my sun.”

…

Tetsuo laid on his stomach, eyes shut, fingers swishing through the hot sand. Jun and Isa chatted quietly in the background. The steady roll and ebb of the waves rocked him to sleep—maybe he could sleep, maybe it was fine.

“Hey bro, can I borrow your sunscreen?”

Tetsuo’s eyes snapped open. A shadow bent down above him, blackened eyes, a noose around its neck, tattered green clothes that had seemingly rotted with the years. Tetsuo shrieked and shot back.

“Yeesh, you coulda just said no bro,” Mogami said. He stood up taller, looking left and right. “Now I’m gonna burn.”

Tetsuo only watched in abject horror as Mogami walked away, pulled a chair and an umbrella out of nothing, and set it up roughly five feet from Tetsuo’s own spot. Mogami waved at him, summoning a pair of sunglasses to his face and unbuttoning his shirt. Tetsuo stared back unblinkingly.

“Tetsuo, what?” Jun asked. She tapped him on the shoulder. Isa stood only a step behind her.

Tetsuo pointed, voice shaking. “Mogami.”

Jun followed the line of his finger, staring at the set-up beside them. She squinted. “…What, off in the distance?”

“Right—right there!”

Jun said nothing for a moment. “…Tetsuo, there’s nothing there.” She turned to Isa. “Right?”

Isa nodded. “Nothing’s there, Tetsuo.”

Tetsuo stared. Mogami blew him a kiss.

Tetsuo’s voice pitched into falsetto as he answered, “Yeah, alright, sure, okay.”

…

Reigen stood beside Mob in line for the beach rentals. He shielded his eyes with his hand despite wearing sunglasses on his head.

“Whatdya wanna get, Mob? Kickboard? Volleyball? Ooh, wonder if they rent sailboats. My dad taught me once how to control one.”

Mob threaded his fingers together, hair in a ponytail on his head that Reigen had sloppily tied up with a rubber band. He looked around at all the people he was distinctly not shredding.

“Um…” Mob answered.

“Yeesh, hey Mob look at that kid. That’s a fashion disaster.” Reigen pointed ahead of them. A boy in neon green shorts and a salmon shirt with mismatched flipflops and pink sunglasses stood in line ahead of them. “At least his emo friend has some fashion sense.”

Mob watched. The two boys rented a surfboard. The dark-haired boy grabbed it, and held it up in front of his face as he walked right past Mob. Mob watched him go.

Mob opened his mouth “He…he seems—“

“Surfboard! That’s the way to go.” Reigen slapped Mob on the back. “God I don’t know how to surf but I bet that’d be fun.”

…

“New plan.”

Teruki stood on the other side of the beach volleyball net. A swarm of mangled, howling spirits swept up behind him. Ritsu’s own decimated horde circled behind him.

Teruki grinned. “We decide this match with spirit horde beach volleyball, my horde versus yours.” Teruki held up Gimcrack. “This thing’s the ball.”

“Um…” Ritsu answered. He watched Teruki pull uncomfortably on his tie. “…Do the spirits know how to play volleyball?”

“Mine do.”

“Do mine?”

“I don’t know. I’m not responsible for your horde.”

“Why is Gimp the ball??”

Teruki tossed Gimcrack into the air. “First point! Let’s go!”

…

Reigen sprawled out on the one beach chair he’d brought, half-dozing in the sun. The parts of him not globbed with sunscreen had turned beet-red. He adjusted his tanning board a little more.

Mob sat down in the sand. He pointed. “Reigen, whose ball is that?”

Reigen lifted his sunglasses and squinted. He saw nothing on the ground where Mob pointed. He lowered the sunglasses. “I dunno.”

“I think it belongs to those volleyball players. I’m… I’m gonna go return it.”

“Have fun, Mob.” Reigen answered, eyes shut. He dozed off lightly for 30 seconds until the pattering of feet caught his attention.

Reigen opened his eyes again, disturbed, and squinted past the sun. The boy dressed all in black stood over him, panting.

“Did our ball roll over here?”

“Oh, yeah, the kid’s returning it.”

The boy, who in fact looked quite beat up, quirked an eyebrow. “…What kid?”

“The um…the kid I found, or something. He’s mine now I guess.” Reigen squinted harder at this boy. He looked familiar.

“Oh…um, alright,” the boy answered. He turned, headed back to the volleyball court. Some kinda faint magenta trail seeped out of him, staining the air he passed through. Reigen grunted, and shrugged, and shut his eyes again.

“…Who was that, Reigen?” Mob asked, 30 seconds later, once he returned.

“I dunno.”

…

“Bruh you know what’s so sissy? When people buy ‘light’ beers and try and bring them to a party. Is that your girlfriend’s beer, bro? That’s weak shit. I make my own microbrews. You can’t go back once you know good beers, bro,” Mogami said.

Tetsuo stared forward, rigidly, his every muscle tense. Quietly he mouthed to himself It’s not real. It’s not real. It’s not real.

Mogami reached over and took one of the beers from Tetsuo’s cooler. “I mean I don’t trust industry, you know? All that government-regulated crap? You should look into libertarianism, by the way, bro.” Mogami took a swig of the beer. “Yeah, that’s why I’m self-sufficient in these things, bro. I make my own food, I seek out my own flesh vessels to possess. None of that government-issued stuff. Free healthcare is hurting the economy, bro.”

Tetsuo was rocking back and forth now. Jun and Isa had gone back to chatting. The sun was starting to set. Mogami stole a sandwich from the cooler too.

“What’s your stance on religion, bro?”

…

Reigen folded up his chair and squeezed the air out of the floaties one by one. He shot a few sidelong glances to Mob, who stared transfixed at the two volleyball playing boys off in the distance—or, at least the boys standing on the volleyball court. Neither of them had a ball, or seemed to be playing. They just shouted a lot at the empty air around the court.

“I think one of them just won,” Mob remarked.

“Uh-huh,” Reigen answered absently. He stared at the elaborate beach chair set-up the two boys had put up. More specifically, he stared at the untouched platter of sandwiches in the center. “And they didn’t eat any of the food they brought.”

“Um.”

“Do you think they’ll notice if we snag a sandwich? Nah, right? There’s like 20 of them they won’t notice.”

Reigen put his stuff down and marched over to the sandwich platter. He grabbed the top one and inspected it.

“What are you doing, old man?”

The voice was behind Reigen instantly. He startled, and turned to see bad-fashion boy standing there with his hands on his cocked hips. Reigen looked back and forth between the boy and the volleyball field, mentally attempting to calculate how he had moved so quickly.

“Um.”

“Don’t fight with him!” Mob shouted, to the bad-fashion boy it seemed. “Reigen is a very powerful esper, and he didn’t mean it. We’re leaving.”

Bad-fashion boy quirked his eyebrow. “Oh, and I’m not?”

Mob stopped, blinked. “Oh… Oh, you are. I feel it now.”

Bad-fashion boy appraised Mob. “…Seems you are as well, but you can’t be stronger than me.” He stuck a hand out. “Teruki Hanazawa.”

“Oh, nice to meet you,” Mob answered, taking his hand.

“Now fight me,” Teruki said. He summoned a ball of yellow flame to his fist. “Hopefully you won’t be as disappointing as the other one.”

“Welp—none of that,” Reigen said, hoisting up Teruki by the scruff of his shirt. The yellow fire extinguished in Teruki’s palm. He kicked and flailed around, but he was shorter than Reigen, who easily held him off the ground like an angry kitten.

“Let me go!” Teruki insisted.

“No fighting with Mob. Where are your parents, kid?”

Teruki looked him dead in the eye. “I have no parents.”

Reigen stared back, then sighed, then tucked Teruki under his arm. “Well, I already adopted one kid. May as well make it two.”

“What?!”

“Come on Teruki, you’re heading back home with me and Mob. I’ll set you straight or…something. Mob, say hi to your new brother.”

Mob stared at Teruki, who was now snarling and attempting to snap at Reigen’s fingers. “But he’s—that’s not my brother. I want my little brother back, not this guy.”

“Mob, listen.” Reigen hoisted the beach bag over his free shoulder. “Who the heck knows where your little brother is? I mean you probably do but you won’t tell me. You have to settle for this kid.”

…

Ritsu looked up, and from a distance he saw some old man walking off with Teruki under his arm. Some kid in a ponytail walked beside him, his face covered by Teruki’s flailing body.

Ritsu stood there, Gimcrack in his arms, watching.

“Teruki?”

[tordism]

Mob vs The Nasties

Well, the fic was locked by AO3 because the pedos thought it was harassment, so I’m posting the fic here!

Do me a favor and spread this! It’s pissing off the pedos!

Ritsu woke up and got out of bed and clipped through the floor at 3 am in the morning. He heard the bad news. That someone out there was writing nasty shit about his brother. He was going to have none of it.

So he built up enough speed to go completely through the wall and into his brother’s room. “Shige.” He said and poked his brother’s forehead.

Mob opened his eyes super wide and screeched. It was ear shattering. The windows exploded. Ritsu’s ears started to bleed. So Ritsu put a hand over Mob’s mouth and shushed him.

“Brother. The nasties are back. We gotta move.” He said, and Mob completely understood. He got out of bed and together, the two jumped out the broken window.

They ran at high speeds. They didn’t even use their powers they were just naturally super fucking fast. Like Sonic but faster.

Teru spotted them from his spot in the sewers and just had to join them. He understood the situation perfectly. The nasties were back. It was time for destruction. Teru began to Naruto run after them. “Hey guys!” He cried. They ignored him.

Then they arrived at their destination. They broke down the door to Reigen’s apartment and Ritsu dropped a brick on Reigen’s stomach. “Wake up asshole.” Ritsu said. Reigen just opened one eye and stared at him.

“What?” He asked and yawned. Reigen was really tired.

“The nasties are back.” Mob said and whipped out his phone, showing Reigen the nasty shit in the AO3 tag.

Reigen sat up, an angry look on his face. “Ugh! They’re back at it again!” He grumbled and ate the phone. Fuck those guys. “Writing porn of those type of ships is straight up illegal!” Reigen declared then stared directly at the camera.

Ritsu looked in the direction Reigen was staring in, then shrugged. “Anyways, we need to stop the nasties before they get too powerful. We have to combine our psychic powers to do it. Except for you, Reigen, you fake ass hoe.”

Reigen cried. Then Shou appeared from underneath Reigen’s bed. He’s been under there, stealing food scraps to survive. “Hey dorks.” He said and posed. Teru was offended because that was his thing. Shou ignored him because he didn’t care about Teru. “I heard that the nasties were back. I’ll help you fight them with my psychic powers!”

The three kids shrugged. “Sure. We can use all the help we can get.” They said in unison. Then the four kids grabbed Reigen and they ran off into the night.

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They found a big field somewhere far away and all stopped there. Serizawa was waiting for them, lying on the floor and thinking about his existence. Shou dropped in and landed on his stomach, but Serizawa was too strong and it caused Shou to glitch and shoot up into the sky. They had to wait an hour for him to come back down.

“Okay guys, you know what we have to do. Psychic powers, let’s do this.” Mob said and they all nodded. Dimple showed up right on time and gave them all a thumbs up.

Mob, Ritsu, Teru, Shou and Serizawa all formed a circle and began using their epic psychic powers. They began chanting this phrase over and over again.

“Writing child porn is disgusting and illegal. Writing child porn is disgusting and illegal.”

Then suddenly, the nasties showed up! They surrounded them all and were moving in fast. The espers were on their guard, and Reigen was lucky he brought his lucky plunger. You know, just in case there was a fight.

One of the nasties, most likely the temporary leader of the group (The leader changes often), stepped forward and pointed at the group. “My name is CheerfulLamb and you don’t understand my kinks! I’ve been writing child porn for years!”

Mob frowned and pointed back at them. “You’re all disgusting and we’re going to defeat you, no matter what!” He said and immediately was tackled by a nasty!

“You fuckers!” Ritsu shouted and kicked the nasty off of his brother. He used his psychic powers to blow the nasty back further, but he wasn’t strong enough to completely destroy them. Ritsu cursed himself under his breath. He wasn’t fully prepared for this.

Then, he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Shou! Shou grinned and nodded at him. “I got ya, bro.” He cackled, then fused together with Ritsu. Their fusion looked like a shorter Ritsu with red hair, and their fusion name was “Depressed Jams”.

Depressed Jams began to glow, their aura was beautiful. Their aura was like how a scene kid would draw their aura. Edgy but colorful at the same time. Mob and Teru were absolutely amazed. Serizawa cried with joy and Reigen almost exploded by the sheer amount of awesome coming from them.

“Get fucked nasties.” They said and unleashed a flurry of spoons that were really hot. Like you heated them over a fire and they got all red. Several nasties fell at the hands of the spoons. Depressed Jams laughed and cried at the same time. By the way, Depressed Jams sounds just like Justin Timberlake.

Teru decided to get to work and pulled a skateboard out of his pocket. “Surfs up, punks.” He said, throwing on a pair of sunglasses. He began to skate around, using his psychic powers to blow up the nasties left and right.

Serizawa was helping too, making sure Reigen didn’t get his ass killed by the nasties. He threw one nasty into another, then crumbled them up like paper.

Reigen was swinging the plunger around like a fucking madman. He was screaming the entire time and heavy metal was playing softly in the background. The nasties went flying all around him and they disintegrated into piles of salt. “Talk about rubbing salt in the wound.” Reigen said, attempting to be badass like the others.

Now it was just Mob versus the leader. CheerfulLamb laughed evilly, and it made Mob very upset. “You think you can defeat me? CheerfulLamb? I’m the biggest baddie of them all! You’ll never win, Shigeo Kageyama! I’ll keep writing porn of you even if it kills me!”

Mob’s hand clenched into a fist. “You can go to jail for that, nasty!” He said before CheerfulLamb rushed forward, hitting Mob as hard as they could.

Mob threw up his barrier just in time and deflected the blow.

67%

“You don’t understand! This stuff is bad! Call us antis all you want, you’re still disgusting! You can go to jail for that kind of content!” Mob shouted, thanking his barrier for keeping him safe from MerryLamb’s punches.

CheerfulLamb screeched. “No you don’t understand! It’s just fiction! Stop being a whiny baby or I’ll write more!”

78%

“Even if it’s fiction it’s still bad! It gives pedophiles an okay! You’re encouraging the actions of real life pedophiles!” Mob shouted, but Lamby didn’t listen.

88%

99%

100% DETERMINATION.

Mob was determined to defeat the nasties! He let out an incredible burst of energy, sending Lamb backwards. He flew forward, punching Lamb right in the gut. They felt their ribs break as they were pushed into the ground.

Depressed Jams cheered them on as they defended the others from nasties crawling out of the ground. “Go Mob! You can do it! Win this fight!” They shouted.

Teru did a sick ollie over Depressed Jams, smacking into a nasty that almost caught them off guard.

CheerfulLamb screeched loudly and attempted to attack Mob again, but it didn’t work. Their nastiness couldn’t beat Shigeo Kageyama. Mob was going super saiyan and Lamb began to disappear in a flash. They were melting.

“I’ll be back!” They shouted as they were melting. “I’ll bring even more nasty stuff when I return!”

Mob pointed at them. “And we’ll be waiting. We’ll fight you with everything we have.” He said and there was a badass explosion behind him. Then as they finished melting, CheerfulGoat disappeared.

The other nasties exploded one by one as the sun began to rise. They have been defeated for now. Depressed Jams unfused, and the two kids gave each other a high five. Teru absorbed his skateboard and cried tears of joy. Reigen clapped and Serizawa screamed. Dimple did nothing the entire time.

Mob was back at 0%. He turned around and smiled at the others. “The evil is defeated. For now. Let’s go home everyone!” He said and walked back to them.

Everyone gathered around him, and with the power of friendship they rose into the sky.

The end.

[iiimber]

FNSJCJSJ APPARENTLY I HAVE GALAXY BRAIN NOW??? But as for requests, how about the reader accidentally confessing to him when they didn’t mean to (gender neutral if you can!) (or you could just do the other one you had stuck in your head from your other post! Ether one works for me lol!)

anyone who loves serizawa has galaxy brain NDJFJDHFJ anyways thank you! I’ve been dying to write something for him but nothing felt right– except for this!

kind of? spoilers for Serizawa’s character!!!

“You’re way too obvious about it, you know.”

Tugging your coat closer, you glanced over. Reigen looked as uninterested as ever, staring down at his phone with a raised eyebrow and tight-lipped frown. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think you had been hallucinating him speak.

“Excuse me? Obvious about what?”

Slapping his phone closed and shoving it back into his coat pocket, he looked back to you– the one raised eyebrow pointed in your direction in such a passive-aggressive manor. Jerk. “Serizawa.” Reigen started, ignoring your sharp intake of breath as he glanced to the man of the topic– ordering his share of street food. “You have it so bad-- even Mob has questioned me about it.”

Your fingers dug into the fabric of your coat, eyes following his to make sure the other man was too far to hear. “Am I really…?

“Like reading a children's book.”

Cursing, your head hung– a hand coming up to rub the skin of your forehead. “Shit…I really didn’t think I was that transparent.”

The man hummed in amusement, nudging you with his shoulder– making you look up and frown at the smirk he was trying to hide. Turning around with a huff, you crossed your arms and glance up at the darkened sky.

“I doubt he’s noticed, if that’s any consolation. He’s gotten better with social cues, but romance wise he’s still pretty clueless.” There was a pause, the sound of the hustling city-goers around you the only thing breaking the quiet before Reigen spoke again. “Just curious– what’s the appeal?”

The frigid air clouded your breath, eyes staring up at the clouds in thought– trying to organize everything in your mind together. “I don’t know…I guess it’s really admirable how hard he’s worked to make a life for himself– of course he’s attractive to me looks-wise, but,” Another huff left your lips, shy eyes meeting Reigen’s who was looking straight ahead the opposite way. “Serizawa is still really kind even after everything– and it’s obvious he cares about all of us. I really lo–like that about him.”

You would’ve continued on, if not for the startled choking noise behind you– turning around to see a wide eyed Serizawa before you, food in hand and frozen in place.

“Ah– well,” Reigen reached forward, taking his order of the Takoyaki and turning tail. “I’ll see you two back at the office, have fun!” The man hurried off, whether it was because of the awkwardness of the situation, or if he thought he’d be helping you by leaving you stranded with the object of your affections– you’d never know.

“O-oh… Serizawa. I didn’t know you were there.”

He nodded, finally released of his stupor and hesitantly stepping forward. You took your order of food from his hands without a word, hoping that he might ignore what he just heard and leave it be.

Whether it was fate or not, the man did not ignore it– perhaps with that flush crawling up his neck, it would’ve been near impossible for him to brush it off. “You uh, you said my name b-but to be sure…” Serizawa pointed at himself, blinking in innocent question as he stared you down. “Me? You like me?”

Gaze averting to the steaming food in your hands, you nodded. “Yes, I like you.”

A pause; people chatting around you who were blissfully unaware of this painful confrontation bustled about, the cold air blowing and stinging your already flushed cheeks. You really wanted to run off and avoid this rejection– maybe go beat on Reigen for goading you into openly discussing your feelings; he deserved it.

Finally, Serizawa coughed– the hand that wasn’t holding your food coming up to rub the back of his neck. “I um, I don’t really know how to do this sort of thing…”

A bitter laugh left your lips. “What? Rejection?”

“H-huh? N-no, not at all!” He stepped forward, making you lift your gaze and look up into his nervous eyes. “I meant I don’t know how to do romance; I’ve never dated before and…never really liked anyone either.” Serizawa paused, the fingers at his neck curling into his skin. “I feel happy around you– happier when I heard you say those things about me to Reigen-san…I wouldn’t– wouldn’t mind figuring this out with you.

If it’s you, I think I can become a good partner.”

Completely speechless by his confession (for someone who has never dated, did he know how romantic he sounded?), you blinked up at him. You hadn’t expected this to be the outcome– you weren’t complaining, but this was the last thing you had imagined when your eyes met his shocked ones earlier.

Gulping down your nerves and stepping closer, you watched the hand cupping the back of his neck falling down to his side. The action goading you to reach out and gently intertwine your fingers with his. “I’m not a master at it either, but every relationship takes work.” You met his shaky smile with one of your own. “I think we can do this.”

You knew Reigen would look so smug when you came back, hands intertwined– but you’d let him. He had some credit in this, you supposed.