#reigen arataka imagine

[sallymew4]

supposed to be studying but all i have on my mind is this mind-shattering uncle&nephew duo. i need to be sedated

[doctorsiren]

Guys guys guys guys guys guys guys guys guys hear me out okay

the other two times we see Reigen portrayed as a kid (when he tells Sakurai about forgetting a lunch as a child and then when he’s talking about being afraid of urban legends and alleyways as a kid), he looks like himself but small, yes?

And so it’s goofy to me that his graduation photo only kind of looks like him (yeah I get it, his hair is different bc it’s picture day SHHH LET ME COOK) but he looks like Inukawa with Reigen’s eyebrows

So HEAR ME OUT

Reigen has an older sister that’s never talked about in the show but it was in one of those Q&A things (sorry for the blurry image, it’s the only version I have and I got it from Chatter HAHA)

But it says:

Please tell us about your family.

Father - Local government employee. A serious person, thinks I’m unemployed.

Mother - Housewife. A serious person, thinks I’m being tricked by someone into doing my current job.

Older sister - Bank employee. Told me I should hurry up and turn myself in to the cops once. Convinced that I’m a conman.

I haven’t shown my face around them in years, but it seems like we have some misunderstandings, so I’m thinking of going home once a year from now on.

SO HEAR ME OUT I made a joke that Inukawa and Reigen were actually related bc of the photo similarity and also bc during my telepathy arc rewatch, I was working on a project for my brother, and so I was looking down a lot and not at the screen. And I kept somehow mixing up Reigen and Inukawa’s voice lines because I didn’t realize how similar they sounded until they were in a place together?

And since Reigen has that older sister, what if Inukawa is actually her kid, meaning he’s Reigen’s nephew but neither of them know that because Reigen’s sister doesn’t talk to him and thinks he’s a criminal. (And the two of them never made the connections between the family names)

This is how I think it could go:

Anyways I love making up silly headcanons off of minimal information

[joethesparkle]

the thrilling sequel, dedicated to everyone who wanted to see Reigen adopt Teru!

[almondpiglet]

stuff originally for seriweek: spring

they went out for a snack but the bus ran late, but a lil rain never hurt no one!

[cup-o-noodlez]

Spirits & Such family company photoshoot

[nothingbizzare]

I think teru and ritsu would be silly friends jfyjfgfyfjy

[taiga-pine]

ok NOW these middle aged men drive me crazy

[1o1percentmilk]

vs. the world!

[anicream]

rereading mob psycho and I was reminded that tome had her own "uu-chan" once (omake page below cut)

[justice-artblog]

Wait shut up, late night thought (For the Saiki×Mob Crossover)

Just the thought that one of his friends makes it into seasoning City for a day or two, either passing through or temporarily visiting family.

And just the thought that Saiki is so devestated by what happened that he literally decides to hide rather than face what happened, rather than face the people he left behind.

And Mob has to awkwardly turn them away like *No, you didnt see any pink haired kids around here named Saiki, no siree!*

And manages to successfully ward off the friend. So he goes to Saiki's hiding place, and for the briefest moment sees the barest hint of devestation on Saiki's face. Morphed in grief before it smooths out.

Saiki wants to go, but Mob convinces him to just sit and wait it out.

And wait they do.

Either that, or.

Or.

They visit at Reigen's workplace. Cause they hear he's the greatest Psychic in the 21st century.

So surely this man can find their best friend, right?

And it's like 4 of them, And Reigen fully expects Saiki to give him sass when the teen makes note of people entering the building.

He does NOT expect Saiki to dive behind his desk and hunker down.

Amd 4 of his friends walk on, sit down, have tea and finally go onto their spiel.

"We know you do exorcisms but-"

"Well, we were wondering if you could locate someone? Cause you're a Psychic and all."

"I'm sorry?" Reigen blinks, plassing down his teacup as the teens shuffle nervously, the purple haired kid with glasses giving him a painfully peircing stare.

"Our friend." The teen explains, and slides across a picture of a very familiar teen. "Kusuo Saiki, he just up and disappeared one day."

Dont tell them Anything, Saiki's voice filters in his head that Reigen forces himself to just bite down the sarcastic comment bubbling up.

If anything, Saiki sounded nervous.

I do not.

"I'm not sure i understand." Reigen opts to say, waving a hand at Shigeo, who seemed just as tense as he felt. "Me and Mob here, arent really search and rescue types. Shouldnt you go to the police for this?"

"We did," The brown haired girl pushed up her own glasses, fingers drumming nervously against his chest. "Look, Psychic's have Telepathy, don't they? And youre the greatest one out there so- so maybe you can reach out to him... For us?"

"Please," The smaller blue haired teen voice quivered, his strangely wrapped forearms clasped together in a begging position. "Even if you tell us he's okay, that's all that matters!"

The conflicting feelings rise in his chest, the urge to tell the kid's everything was strong but-

Please, don't.

"I'm sorry," The smile he gives is a nervous one, lips twitching at the corners of his mouth. "My Telepathy has a range, and even then, if i havent met him personally i wouldnt be able to find him like that."

The way each teen deflated broke something in him, the desperate want to see if their friend is okay was palpable.

"But," He held up the picture of Saiki, the kid was surrounded by other's, 4 of them sitting right in front of him and the rest possibly being his classmates. "I can do this."

His eyes slipped closed, the blinding flourescent light leaving his world a view of dark skin toned reds. He pretended to focus, pretending to pour all his energy into this one photo.

'Do you really not want to say anything?'

No.

'Saiki-'

Drop it, Reigen, just... Just drop it.

'I'm going to tell them you're okay.'

Don't you-

'I won't say where or how, just that you're okay. Okay?'

...

'Saiki?'

Okay.

His eyes slipped open, squinting slightly at the bright lights as the teens starred at him expectantly.

"He's okay." Reigen smiled, and handed back the photo to the first teen.

"How?" The last teen finally spoke, slightly taller than the rest and gray hair almost white with the indoor lights. "How do we know it's not a trick, how do we know you're telling the truth?"

Well-

"I'm using a form of Psychometry." Reigen explained gently, watching the teen's glare harden. "Using a Photo, i can tell the state of being of the occupant within. There's a lot of you in there, granted, but with your description and knowing who I was targeting, it was easy to narrow it down."

He waved a hand down and up, letting their eyes trace his hand movements as the words registered in their brain

You're such a scam.

'Quiet you.'

"I don't know where he is." Reigen grimaced, the lie burning at his tongue. "But i can at least tell you he's okay."

"This is a trick." The taller teen snapped. "This has to be."

"Your friend," Reigen paused, thinking slowly. "He loves sweets, doesn't he?"

As a unit, they froze. The bittersweet smile he shot to them wasn't for show, Reigen felt sick.

"I got that from the photo." He pointed a hand, and then pulled back. "Loves Sweets, seems to be a bit of a homebody, a very quiet demeanour, yes?"

"All that... Just from a photo?" The smaller teen seemed to tear up. "Is there anything else?"

Don't do it, Reigen.

"I think... He misses you as much as you miss him." Reigen smiled. "His feelings are harder to pin down through the photo, and i don't know if im getting that because of the photo or if it's what he's feeling. But I believe, he misses you all too."

The fear faded, leaving nothing behind but relieved looks.

It took a couple minutes to wrangle them outside, denying pay even if the taller teen seemed to be loaded.

When the door clicked shut, he paused. Listening to the sounds of Mob shuffling and the absent noises that Saiki seemed to make.

"Kid's not telling us something." Dimple's appearence wasn't a surprise.

"Shut it Dimple." the words weren't harsh, but pointed, even as the spirit rolled his eyes and moved towards Mob, floating behind the other esper. "They're gone Saiki."

Shigeo shot him a look, his normally blank face twosted into something regarding mild concern.

'I know.' And he could hear Saiki shuffle, as if he were oulling himself into a small ball. 'I know.'

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Like- do you see my vision????

[doctorsiren]

I think he would play baseball in high school 😁

[dailyserirei]

WHITEDAY PART1 // PART2 (YOU'RE HERE!!!)

[DONE!!!! IM DONE!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAA THANK YOU FOR YALL PATIENCE AND ENJOYING IT!!!!!!! YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[crying-art]

Day 3 & 4— Flowers and Curse

[pigeonkitsch]

pov: spirits and such needed a rebrand

[bunnist4rz]

ETHEREAL CONNECTIONS; REIGEN ARATAKA

synopsis; In a vibrant city, you sit in Reigen's unique office as his eager apprentice, trying to unlock your supernatural powers. Frustrated with your lack of progress, the atmosphere shifts when Reigen suggests a new technique that involves physical touch. As he takes your hand, a deep connection forms between you, and when you share a kiss, the boundaries of your mentor-student relationship fade away, revealing long-hidden feelings. The moment becomes intense and all-consuming, and with urgency, Reigen stands and leads you to the back room, ready to explore the next step in your relationship. word count; 527 content; reigen arataka/reader, m!reader, set in canon au, fluff + a bit suggestive, teacher/assistance a/n; i have never written "smut" or like something suggestive before so please bare with me if this does not meet your standard :(

The city outside flickered like a vibrant canvas, neon lights pulsing in time with the energy of a million unseen lives. Yet inside Reigen's office, the world was a quieter affair, filled only with the soft hum of a desk fan and the rustle of papers. The room was an eclectic collection of curiosities, mirroring the man who inhabited it. A small whiteboard in the corner held the tangled threads of unsolved cases, scribbled over in a riot of colors, each line more chaotic than the last.

You, his eager apprentice with a growing fascination for the supernatural, sat cross-legged on the tatami mats. Your eyes were closed, absorbing Reigen’s instructions. The self-proclaimed psychic master radiated a whirlwind of energy, even in stillness, his presence as palpable as the warmth from the lamps scattered throughout the room.

Today’s training was particularly daunting. You felt the weight of your untapped power, a tightly coiled spring within you, threatening to unravel. Reigen, ever the optimist, had tried countless exercises to help you channel it, but none seemed to work. His usually comforting voice grew strained with each failed attempt, and you could sense his patience waning, amplifying your own frustration.

Then, something shifted. He proposed a new method, one that called for a deeper connection between mentor and student. The atmosphere thickened as he explained aura linking—a technique requiring physical touch to align your energies. Heat rushed to your cheeks, a mix of anticipation and the closeness of the man you admired.

As you sat beside him, your knees brushing, Reigen took your hand. His palm was warm, his grip both firm and gentle. He guided you through a series of slow, deliberate breaths, his voice a soothing murmur resonating within you. You could feel energy thrumming through your veins. When he asked you to open your eyes, his gaze was magnetic, pulling you in.

In that moment, the room faded away; only the rhythm of your breaths intertwined remained, the warmth of your hands linked, and the pulsing of two hearts syncing to an unheard melody. His eyes searched yours, and you felt it—the moment you had both danced around for so long. Without a word, the barrier between student and mentor dissolved. Your faces drew closer, and time stretched infinitely as your lips met in a kiss, igniting a spark that had been simmering just beneath the surface.

The kiss deepened, a fervent confession of feelings long held back. His hand cradled the back of your neck, and you felt the soft fabric of his shirt under your fingertips. Your breaths mingled, the scent of incense weaving itself into the intimate tapestry of the moment. You had never felt so alive, so connected.

As the kiss intensified, the room spun around you, the air crackling with the energy of your combined auras. The whiteboard with its chaotic scribbles receded into the background, and the trinkets on the shelves became distant echoes of a reality that no longer mattered. All that existed was the warmth of his body against yours, the gentle dance of your tongues, and the thunderous rhythm of your hearts.

With sudden urgency, Reigen stood, pulling you up with him. The desk that had once seemed a barrier was now a silent witness to the unfolding passion. He leaned into you, his breath warm against your neck as he whispered, “Let’s take this to the next level.” Your heart raced, and you nodded, speechless as he led you toward the back room. The door clicked shut behind you, sealing off the outside world, blissfully unaware of the profound shift occurring within those four walls.

[shigayokagayama]

youve gotta be fucking kidding me