Shin Kijoo (referred to as “Shin” below): You told me you’d host <Blue Night> forever and ever, so can you explain to me what’s going on right now?
Kim Jonghyun (referred to as “Kim” below): My life is consumed with guilt right now.
Shin: Many people think it’s such a shame. Yesterday, Saturday April 1st, was the last broadcast of our “Midnight Spoiler” corner. And right after this interview, you have to go straight to Sangam-dong to proceed with the final live broadcast of <Blue Night, This is Jonghyun>. There’s only about three, four hours left until midnight already.
Jung Woosung (referred to as “Jung” below): It’s time for listeners and fans alike to prepare their hearts. To prepare to let “Jjong-D” go.
Kim: Because I announced it on radio first. I felt that was the respectful thing to do for our listeners. Since the program airs every night at midnight, it could be disconcerting for me to suddenly vanish out of nowhere. And many of our listeners would wrap up their day by listening to <Blue Night, This is Jonghyun>, so. It’s been a while since I made up my mind. It might have been around the end of last year, it took a little while because I was consulting people around me and deciding on the appropriate timing.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/8069428/chapters/18489415These are the most popular fanfics in the mob psycho 100 tag on AO3 when filtered by kudos, comments, and what I’ve seen personally in the fandom. All of these are for general or teen and up audiences. None of these fics contain pedophilia, incest, or rape.
If you’re new to the fandom and haven’t read any of these yet, they’re a good place to start.
Featuring works by phantomrose96, UncannyCookie, Sifl, and more. If you feel like there is a work that belongs on this list that isn’t on it, please let me know.
It’s like Reigen’s been waiting for the question. He stops
dead on the pavement, grips Mob by the shoulders, and stares down into his eyes
with an expression as haunted as though every ghost the pair of them has ever
exorcised has taken up residence behind it. “Mob,” he says. “Mob,” he says
again. “Tell me, Mob. Look at me and tell me. Tell me truthfully. Do I look
cursed to you?”
Mob looks at him, and tells him truthfully. “No.”
“Well, you didn’t look very long,” says Reigen. “Let’s just
stand here for a moment, like so, and you can have another look, a nice long
look, and really think about it…”
(There’s nothing strange about being called back to exorcise
the same haunted photocopier six days in a row. It must just be a very haunted
Teru agrees to attend a party celebrating his uncle’s full
recovery after a horrific “car accident,” but he’s not excited about
reconnecting with his cousin, Minori, who he recalls is as bad, and likely
worse, as he used to be.
However, he is not expecting to find her trying to turn over
a new leaf in the wake of a traumatic spiritual possession, and in dire need of
a confidant. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, they have more in common
than Teru would like to admit…especially when he realizes that Minori is trying
to track down her mysterious rescuer.
This is a world in which Mob and Reigen’s paths have never crossed, in which 10-year-old Mob found psychic guidance in the form of the aging, retired tv personality Keiji Mogami, in which Reigen followed through on his plans to close the Spirits and Such Agency, in which a cruel twist of Mob’s powers forces him to confront how dangerous he really is.
10 year old Shigeo Kageyama has vanished, his trail instantly cold, and his case gathers dust in police archives as a kidnapping never solved. Four years pass before a chain of events causes his path to cross with that of the despondent, unfulfilled fake-psychic-turned-fake-investigator, Arataka Reigen. Reigen finds himself in over his head caring for an escaped victim of abuse who, for reasons unfathomable, has been taught to believe his very existence is a horrifically dangerous thing…
In the aftermath of the night fighting Claw’s 7th Division,
Mob’s powers return to him. However, something unknown is left behind with
Reigen. Something that doesn’t want to remain there. And someone begins to take
notice of the strange psychic activity coming from the Spirits and Such Consultation
(Or: in which Reigen is saddled with ???%, and things go
poorly for all involved.)
Ok everyone, it’s been exactly 2 months since I finished 2nd year of medical school, so I think it is undoubtedly the time for me to write some kind of summary of this very eventful year. Below you will find a very subjective report of what those last 10 months has been like for me, of what I experienced and what I learned. Hope you’ll find it at least a little interesting and not unreadable! Love,
what's your day job? cause you should make it your part time job and write for a living and try to pitch your story ideas to shudder or syfy
I’m unemployed as fuck right now :D
New York just made tuition free at public colleges, like, yesterday, so I will be finishing up my degree in the near future. I make a couple bucks off ad revenue on UnsettlingStories.com, but I’m looking for something easy until next semester.
over the past few days,
i have spoken to more people
than i have for months.
again and again,
the bright introductions begin.
my name trips from my tongue,
then my subjects and then
the small talk.
not that it is tedious-
i listen intently and try
not to let my eyes waiver,
my attention drift.
i am interested in these people,
intruiged and drawn in by their
complex existences, hidden behind
the charter of first conversations.
who are you? i want to burst.
why are you here?
instead i sit on my hands,
smile and talk about
part time jobs and textbooks.
my eye flickers.
what’s your story, though?
i almost spill from the back of my mouth.
do you believe in ghosts?
maybe they sense my impatience
as they tug someone closer
and pull their thoughts into ours.
try to stare too far into them and falter.
As you maybe have noticed. I haven’t been posting any art lately. I’m sorry I haven’t been. Long story short is I found a part time job which required me to move and stay with my cousin, and I’ve been kinda depressed since then. It’s not that I haven’t had the time to draw. I’ve just been a lazy, scared, worried, ass about everything that’s been happening with my life.
Another long story short is I don’t know what I’m doing and I just… I don’t feel comfortable and don’t have a comfortable space to do what I want to do… in all honesty, it’s just a jumbled mess of shit that I have to deal with and try to get over…
I am planning on trying to figure out a solution soon. But, until I can figure stuff out. Don’t expect any art from me until then… I’m really sorry… I just need to sit down and think about what I’m doing. Thanks for understanding, if you do. If not you can hate me for not posting art. I understand that as well.
- A story where Kenny picks up a part time job in order to pay for something important to him. Stan finds himself really impressed and attracted to Kenny. Themes of sexual awakening and young love, Fluff and angst may pop up. Sexy stuff will prolly ensue.
but think about badboy!michael with weird hair, who sits next to you in English, when he actually comes to school, that is. He always made jokes about your old geezer of a teacher to make you laugh, and tried even harder when he noticed you were down in hopes of cheering you up, you’ve only seen him come to school a full week a handful of times since the year started, and knew he had to have a pile of truancy letters forming somewhere in his room. One day you decide to confront him about it, mostly out of the curiosity you had about what he must be doing all day, and he comes up with some sob story about having to work a part time job to help his struggling family out, and sometimes having to miss school because of it, or having some illness that requires he practically live at the hospital, but it’s all completely bullshit. Once you’d gone soft, of course, he would laugh and tell you he just hated school, and even though you were mad about him lying about something so serious, you couldn’t help but let out a giggle with him. “Dammit, Clifford. Don’t joke about that,” and he’s just get the goofiest smirk, thinking he is the smoothest person ever when he says, “Sorry, how about you skip with me tomorrow, so I can take you out? I couldn’t forgive myself if I didn’t make it up to you somehow” And he’d just grin and playfully pick on you for blushing when you said yes.
I work at a women’s specialty retail store and 98% of the customers are great. Best retail job I’ve had. Anyway, story. I’m a part-time key holder, which means I’m occasionally the manager on duty. This happened during one of those times.
One of the girls was doing a return for a woman and the lady seemed upset. And knowing this cashier, I went over and asked if everything was ok. The customer informed me that she wanted the full price of the skirt ($59.95) refunded to her, even tho she paid $57.11 (barely $3 difference), because “that’s what I would have paid if I didn’t have a coupon.” I informed her that because she DID have a coupon, it changed the price of the item, and I can’t refund her more than she paid. But during the last bit she put her hand out and said very snobbily “fine, whatever!” I tried saying it again and she did it again. So I walked away. Cashier gave her $57.11 back. I can always tell the people who have never worked in retail before. She’s one.
Another issue that affects the wage gap: America does not guarantee paid leave for new mothers. (And if you utter the phrase “paternity leave” out loud, every CEO in America simultaneously shudders. True story.) Many women choose jobs that are part-time or have more flexible hours because they can go back to them faster and start making money again. Combined with the lack of paid leave and the lack of affordable childcare, lots and lots of moms are pushed out of the workforce entirely, or at least until their kids are in school all day. (At which point it’s generally expected that Mom will be the one who stays home when the kid is sick, and will be the one to leave work early to make parent/teacher conferences, etc.) Women lose those years when they could have been developing skills and getting raises and contributing to their 401ks. And they can’t ask for as high of a salary when they do go back. And they’re less likely to be hired once they have kids and they’ll make less money - a phenomenon collectively known as the “motherhood penalty.”