You don't let him finish reading that, and he's very grateful. Overall, his chat is normal, and you two are clipped everywhere on tiktok. Especially when he screams out rigged (and it very much is.)
"Chat we are getting podium today!"
"Dont jinx it baby, please."
He did jinx it.
"Get off of our stage right now girl you did not even touch the plate."
CLIPPPPEEDDDD!!!!
He doesn't spam pose, he has all his posed favorited in order and syncs with you.
When you two finally do get podium, he's cheering and very quickly running off screen to hug you. That's clipped, too. It's either a ship edit or an edit starting with him going "TOLD YALL WE SLAYEDDD!!"
You two make Ochako or Katsuki join you sometimes.
Katsuki is surprisingly good and gets podium almost every time. He thinks it's rigged when he doesn't which makes for a loud ass fucking stream. If it's the same theme he's done, he is not doing the same fit.
Ochako is more calm on the other hand.
"Aw.. you all did great, ggs!" The ggs is a little forced with the people who didn't even try..
I think she's more prone to getting 4th and 3rd place😭
Katsuki is so aggressive reading chat everybody loves him. Show him and edit and he's staring at the screen like.
'...what'
And
'DAMN RIGHT I SERVED CUNT!'
Don't get me started on horror games with these bitches. Most insane sleepover trio.
Everyone's screaming for different reasons. Izuku is floating cause Ochako accidently touched him when she accidentally floated her phone. Bakugou isn't scared, he's just mad you're all being babies. And that you went to try getting Izuku down after sitting to him the whole time.
After stream, Izuku is happily enjoying sleep over time with you all. Katsuki takes over his bed, and you decide to take over his takeover. To which you two have a screaming match. Ochako is fine with her little floor bed while Izuku is panicking on where to sleep.
Would Kaachan really let him sleep in the same bed?
Yes
Katsuki makes Izuku sleep at the bottom
"It's my bed...but okay😒"
You made Ochako join so you two are cuddled against the wall while you hold hands with Izuku from your new long distance relationship 💔
Katsuki grumbles to himself about letting you idiot keep him up so lage and presses his back against yours. He's very warm so you have absolutely no complaints.
A bit ooc? Some angst but mostly fluff,, I think most of us need it right now
Notes; not proof read, perchance a bit self indulgent...
"Who are you?"
Those were words Katsuki Bakugou thought he would never hear. Nonetheless, from a girl hogging up the swings!
"I-I told you yesterday! Do you have short-term memory or something!?"
"That's a long name..."
"You idiot! My name is Katsuki Bakugou, and you better remember it this time! When I'm number one, you'll have no choice!" The boy whose name you had forgotten spoke with such pride and confidence it made you feel a little small. How can someone so little have such big goals?
You wanted to be a hero, too. You were always told your quirk wasn't suited for it, though. But still, you had some hope, and you'd settle for being in the top 100s! Anything at all, really. But this boy was yammering on about being at the total top.
"Kaachan!" A smaller voice interrupted your train of thought and the blonde before you groaned. "Ignore him, he's not gonna be anything!" He said confidently which made the other boy falter slightly.
"Why?" You blinked.
"Hah? Are you new here or something?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"He's quirkless, that's why!" The boy huffed, taking another step towards the sandbox. "Now, move over, idiot!"
You narrow your eyes in thought, trying to recall what just happened. You weren't all that interested until he brought up heroes.
"It's okay. I'm not scared of cooties anymore cause my mama said they aren't real. We can play together, Baku-chan."
Katsuki's eye twitched as he watched you scoot over in the sandbox and look up at him expectantly.
"W-What!?"
"Cooties aren't real–"
"No! What did you call me!?" He interrupted.
"Baku-chan."
"That's not my name! Kat-su-ki Ba-ku-gou!" He exclaimed, speaking slowly as if teaching a newborn how to said their first word. Except you just stared up at him with those big eyes.
"But he called you Kaachan." You deadpanned, pointing to the greenette behind him who flinched.
"But he's a loser and doesn't matter!"
"Sorry, Baku-chan."
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You got on Katsuki's last, first, and fifth nerve. Like Deku, you followed him around like a damn dog. Scratch that—a koala. Wherever he was, you were behind him and clinging onto his shirt.
It took you three weeks to remember his actual name.
While all the girls avoided the boys, him especially, it seemed like you were glued to him the second your eyes met.
Which is why he can't have you following that damn Deku around, too! You were his fan, after all!
"Baku-chan? Where are we going?"
"Somewhere Deku is too scared to go." Katsuki replied with a grumble, tightening his grip on your hand. Since Deku followed him around all the time, his loserness was rubbing off on you!
Translation; you and Deku were becoming friends.
Sitting on a log, Katsuki finally let go of your hand. You looked around for the first time before looking back down at him and taking a seat next to him. "Back up, would you?" Katsuki grumbled, scooting over.
Of course, you immediately scooted right back to his side. "Baku-chan," you spoke up. "How come you don't like Deku?"
The boy scoffed. "Isn't it obvious? He's a quirkless nobody!"
"Well, yeah. But you don't have to be mean about it."
"Huh? Why not!? Someone has to put him in place!"
"....someone needs to put you in your place..." you muttered, but Katsuki heard you. He felt his eye twitch.
"Haaaah!? You wanna die!? You're lucky I'm letting you be my sidekick! You know how many losers wanna be my sidekick!?" He exclaimed, sparks crackling explosions to life in his palms.
"No, I dont."
"Well, there's tons! And you're lucky, damnit!"
"Sure I am..."
( 〃 ．．) .... ヽ(`▽´)ﾉ
You were awkward. Like a wet paper bag.
That's what Katsuki says, anyway.
"Baku-chan, I don't get it still." You frown, staring down at the homework. Despite being held hostage by an villian, Katsuki was determined to say it meant nothing and Tutor you. Though, he was too distracted to teach properly—more distracted than you.
He was sure if your skull cracked open and he looked inside, there would be nothing but clouds and that sweet pudding junk you ate all the time.
By the time you had came onto the scene, Katsuki didn't know if he should be mad or relieved.
You tried dragging Deku away (which wasn't particularly hard considering you were only a bit taller than him.)
Still, the fact you ran in pissed him off. He wasn't sure why.
"Shut it, Koko."
"Koko?"
"I can't get rid of you." The boy deadpanned before groaning. "That's enough, not my fault you're dumb as a rock. Can't have my sidekick stupid, though... so come back tomorrow so you don't fail on me." Katsuki grumbled, avoiding eye contact with you. You frowned slightly before beginning to pack up your things.
"(Name)? You're leaving so early?"
Katsuki's mother, Mitsuki You met her when Katsuki hit you for calling him Baku-chan infront of the middle schoolers. She hit him way harder.
Katsuki was convinced she loved you more than him.
"Oh, yeah." You nodded. "Baku-chan," you turned to Katsuki as you stood up.
"I'm walking with Deku tomorrow."
While Mitsuki smiled at the mention of the boy and began to ramble a bit, Katsuki froze. You smiled, waving them goodbye and walked home.
The next day, Katsuki avoided you.
And the day after that, and the day after that.
Soon enough, you found yourself alone with Deku.
You weren't mean to him, but it was clear you thought he was completely delusional for wanting to be a hero.
When your mom had found out Deku lived nearby, she practically demanded that you walk with him to school. She can't have her baby traveling so far to walk with a delinquent every day when there's a sweet normal boy in the next complex!
And so she unknowingly crushed your friendship with Katsuki.
"Baku-chan."
"Baku-chan?"
"Baku-chan!"
"Baku-chaaaannn!!!"
Katsuki hasn't felt his eye twitch so much.
Every damn day of summer, you knocked on his door.
You found yourself alone more than ever.
Deku suddenly had a busy schedule, and most of your friends just teased you the whole time you hung out.
Katsuki was bitter. It's always Deku. Deku, who has everything he doesn't despite being a nobody. Katsuki couldn't understand it.
Soon enough, summer went by, and you and Katsuki were still not on talking terms. Anytime he came home to you talking with Mitsuki in the living room (she heard you shouting for him and let you in), he would walk to his room without a second glance.
"(Name)? You've been frowning a lot recently." Deku spoke up with a worried frown of his own. "Are you worried about the exams?"
"No. I'm okay, Izuku. I don't care that much about that stuff–"
Deku shut down, sputtering as he stared at you with his mouth agape. You called him Izuku.
"A-Are you sure you're okay!?"
"I just said I was. Are you okay?"
"I'm okay!" He nodded quickly.
"Baku-chan is mad at me. And im not sure why." You mumbled after some silence, staring at the waters of the beach. It's been much cleaner lately. Deku snapped out of his shock, frowning again as you spoke.
"Well... it started when you started talking to me again. A-And we became friends...–"
"Huh. I thought we were always friends?" You deadpanned, looking over to him. He frantically waved his hands around, trying to explain himself, but you subconsciously tuned him out. He paused, sweating nearvously. The way you were looking at him made it seem like you were mad at him, but in reality you were in the clouds again, trying to clear them up as the cogs started turning.
.
.
.
"I dont get it."
And that was all you said for the rest of the night.
You never called him Izuku after that.
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You ended up the general studies. Not surprising, but at least you were smart enough to get in.
You had a heart attack every time Deku texted you about a villain attack. Naturally, the two of you grew close. That only fueled Katsuki's hatred for the freckled boy.
Katsuki couldn't stand it at first—being able to walk into school. Without you. It felt weird. He'd look behind his back to look for that little tug of yours, but there was nothing there. He thought about replying to your texts, your bugging, your loud ass yelling. He'd probably just yell and slam the door anyway.
It felt like it had been forever since he'd seen you.
So, during a break in the sports festival, seeing you assaulting a vending machine wasn't exactly what he was expecting. Mumbling curses as you grabbed the machine by its sides, shutting your eyes and shaking it roughly. You were trying to get that sweet ass pudding junk.
Before he thought about it, he approached and shoved you to the side. You blinked, looking over to him as he set off a few explosions and grabbed the small cup of pudding. There was a long silence as he shoved the cup in front of your chest.
.
.
.
"...who are you?"
You cheeky bastard.
Katsuki felt that familiar irritation bubble up. He knew you were just messing with him... atleast he hoped so.
"Take your sugary shit. Maybe if you cut down on this junk, you could have made it into the hero course. I knew you were below me, but this is just sad." He scoffed.
You didn't argue, taking the cup with a smile. "Okay."
"Okay? Is that how you thank people?"
"No. Just you—you ignored me so I'm not thankful." ((.❛ ᴗ ❛.))
Katsuki's eye twitched again as he clenched his fist. "Well im not ignoring you now, am I!?"
Notes; technically my first one-shot. I can never write endings smh still new to tumblr like a lil baby
pure fluff. I love them sm I am sick.
"I love you two."
Those were the four most beautiful words the two of them have heard. Nothing between the you three was official—even though Shoko practically sighed and gagged anytime the three of you engaged in conversation amongst yourselves.
But neither of them could get it out of their head.
From the day you all met, none of you really could keep another out of your head.
You were quiet and nonchalant. You got along well with Suguru.
You seemed boring to Satoru.
And Satoru wouldn't allow that. He poked and prodded at every little button, but all he got was a lazy glance.
It was his mission to annoy you.
The beginning of that day, Satoru calls out your name, but you don't reply. He frowns, poking at your cheek. "Helloooo?? Is your head nothin' but clouds?" He whines.
"Man child..." Shoko mumbles under her breath as she lights a cigarette.
"Hey! Technically, I am still a child!"
"..I don't think that's helping your case..." Suguru says after a moment, though he can't help but smile.
"I'm tired." You sighed, leaning back to lay on the gym floor. "You're always tired." Satoru huffed as he picked up a ball and lightly bounced it on your forehead. "Yeah....but I'm really tired right now." You sighed again.
Satoru pouts at your lack of reaction while Suguru just shakes his head.
You're sighing and dragging your feet all day. Leaning on Suguru with a frown, too tired to engage in even a normal conversation with Satoru or Suguru.
"Come onnnnn," Satoru groans, "you've been moping all day! What's up!?"
"The day isn't over yet." You protest with a pout.
"Quit that."
"Quit what?"
"Doin' your face like that."
You narrow your eyes at him and turn to the other side of the bed. While Satoru complains and bombards you with questions about your behavior, Suguru watches quietly, a small frown tugging at his own lips.
It wasn't that you smiled often or had much energy, but you definitely didn't frown often either. You were notoriously lazy even in battle.
"Are you smilinggg? I saw that~" Satoru's teasing words bring Suguru down from his thoughts as he glances back at the two of you.
You let out small huffs and grunts as Satoru tried to pry into your blanket cacoon. He giggled as you shoved at his ivory hair, trying to push him out. Your lips twitched upward no matter how hard you attempted to hide it. Suguru felt a small smile ease itself upon his face. He hadn't realized how much your distress had became his and how much better he felt seeing the two of you back to normal. As normal as you two get, anyway.
Your laughter was the true sign that Satoru had won—as usual—Successfully dragging you out and tickling you in an iron grip.
"That's enough now. You two have missed the intro of the movie already." Suguru reluctantly said after a moment of watching the two of you squirm and giggle.
"Ehh, the beginning is always super boring anyway." Satoru waved off before pointing his thumb to you, looking back at Suguru as he straddled your waist. "Plus, this one's sqeaky little laughs are more fu— oof!-" Satoru winced, falling back dramatically as you smack him with a pillow.
"Drama queen..." You scoffed, sitting up as you recovered from your merciless tickle ambush.
"This is abuse, ya' know!?" Satoru exclaims with an acusing finger. "I have my witness," he adds, looking over to Suguru, who just closes his eyes. "I've seen nothing, sir." He said, shaking his head. Your lips twitched upward again, seeing Satoru's jaw drop.
Your heart thumped against your ribcage, and the unknown insects in your stomach seemed clearer. It was unusual to feel so much heat flush to your cheeks and to be smiling so wide.
"I love you two."
It slips out like vomit. It's quiet but loud enough for the both of them to hear. You dont realize they heard you or that you even said it at first until their gaze is on you.
"...you mean it?" Satoru asks quietly. You can't tell if he's serious or teasing.
You stare at them with your usual blank look, eyes a bit wider and your cheeks hot. You tilt your head to the side and avert your gaze to the floor.
They both take your reaction as an answer.
"Oh, damnit. I wanted to say it first." Satoru groans and crossing his arms. "I love you two way more, dummy." Satoru says casually.
The both of you are caught off guard with how bold he is, but let's be honest, this is Satoru Gojo we're talking about.
You're no emotional person, but your poor heart is beating out of your chest.
Suguru seemed a bit too shy to talk aswell and the three of you continued on with the movie as normal— Satoru talking half the damn time while you pinched his cheeks to shut him up, Satoru stifling a giggle as you fall asleep on him mid movie—taking out his phone for blackmail, and after the movie Suguru ended up on one end of Satoru while you were curled up to other side of him.
WHY IS HE BACK. WHY DID HE DISRESPECT THE FUCK OUTTA THAT GRANNY😭😭
I mean she had it coming but damn no hesitancy.
Imagine being friends (you guys aren't friends—you just won't leave him alone and now he wont leave you alone) with that guy...
Doesn't matter your gender he's constantly verbally and physically violating you dude.
And don't get me started on that gross ass worm thing. He'd shove your hand in it for fun if you got too close. It's sticky and smells like stale cheetos.
I can't tell if he smells musty or strongly like old spice and Irish spring.
Toji the type of guy to casually break into your home and leave a mess. You pause as you enter your living room to see him manspreading and eating the food that clearly has YOUR NAME on it.
Toji the type of guy to throw you over his shoulder and presume like nothing happened. Toji the type of guy to tie you to a tree and walk off. Toji the type of guy who bent spoons as a kid.
Sick of unethical gooners going through hoops to justify themselves and getting frustrated when I go through even more hoops to tear down their argument
Like yes, you sound just as crazy as I do. Wake up. Bring back ethical gooning.
You should have stayed home. Or maybe you shouldn't have became a sorcerer to begin with. You should be in school talking with friends.
Not staring at him with that smile you always give.
Not accepting death.
"Itadori." You spoke gently.
Tears, water, and sweat all felt the same. He couldn't get his legs to move or choke the words out of his throat.
"Dont breathe so hard...calm down or your bleeding will get worse."
Why? Why we're you wasting your last words on a murderer? On him?
He uttered your name quietly, but it didn't seem to reach anywhere.
It was a slap that made you stumble—like a harsh game of tag. Mahito's hand coming in contact with your back was the perfect game over. You were still smiling as you lowered your head. You were still smiling as the impact finally came—when your own blood splattered everywhere. When you went limp and collapsed.
Your eyes were vacant now and he'd never see your smile again.
Yuuji weakly called out to you again, but it was futile. Mahito's wicked laughter was the only thing that came out. Even if he wanted to scream, cry, or grovel, he couldn't—you never liked loud noises. How could all that life be drained from you? So fast?
You, Nobara, Megumi, and him were just together days ago.
Just days ago, you were laughing as Nobara was trying to convince the three of you to wear some dresses. Smiling as you carried her many bags. Hugging them tightly before you went off to bed.
"Today was fun. Super cheesy, I know, but I did really need and enjoy this," you said with a small chuckle as you released Nobara from your embrace. "You sleep so early like an old dude! I don't get how ya do it," Nobara complained, crossing her arms. You laughed like you always do. "Never know when it's gonna be the last time I do something, so I like to make it worth it. Why do you think I over dress?"
"Oh, don't talk like that." Megumi muttered, and Yuuji nodded. "I mean.. I can get that. But saying it outloud is super depressing..." Yuuji said as he scratched the back of his head. "Super." Nobara agreed, nodding her head.
"Whaaatt?" You whined. "As long as everyone is fine, I don't really care what happens to me coz' I know I already did what I wanted."
Yuuji didn't want to accept you were gone now. But he did wonder;
Did you get what you aimed? Were you happy you enjoyed what you wanted?
He couldn't help but have you on his mind when he pushed forward. Nanami and everyone else.
He confided in you about Junpei once.
"Itadori, you did all you can. The only way to go is forward now."
Mahito could cry and scream, but the only direction Yuuji was going to go was forward.
People who yap and whine about fem readers are so insanely annoying.
Yes, there's alot of Y/Ns that are just Disney Channel white woman coded.
Yes, there are probably more female Y/Ns (cause let's be real fanfiction was made for the non men. Literally what do men do idk go watch porn while I kick my feet reading.) ((Dont take that seriously ffs))
If it's such a problem, go write your own shit. Don't know how? Learn. If you like reading there's a high possibility you'll like to write, too. There's tons of gender neutral works, too. Literally hop on a03 I see tons of male readers there.
Go search instead of bitching cause you're one of the only ones listening.
