What would happen if Saiki Met someone more powerful than him?
I really like this Y/N because the idea of being a dimension hopping reality warper just sounded so cool and I'd love to be in that situation so I made Y/N. But despite being silly goof...
Yo yo yo guys I'm making this a lovey dovey episode. Also I finally drew Aketchi so Imma be using the drawing as the cover for da book but as this one as well because why not. Something sweet shouldn't have stupid AI art. Ive also been a bit unmotivated on writing du to lack of funny comments but I really shouldn't rely on funny ha ha to write but making weird mary sue like dream come true. Like smooching a weird nerd who like to talk a lot. Look at him he's so great.
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Yes I'm finally heading back to my home sweet home. So now I may reunite with my favoritist favorite person in the whole wide world in the multiverse even. Oh how I missed him so while I was out for three days. The boy has a chokhold on my weird wrinkly non human but definitely human like brain.
I misse everything about my little skrungly. There's just something about him that I love so much and I just can't just figure out what. All the little thing he does is just so amazing and fascinating. The way how he intently watches sports games and predicts how its gonna turn out an is right 100% of the time. The way he gets all snuggly around the tons and tons of stuffed animals on his bed. The way he smiles when he's going on a tangent about something.
I even love the things he doesn't even realize he does or if he does he thinks I don't notice. Im almost observant as he is, which is another thing I like about him. I also find it funny when he just casually talks about the times hes piss ed hi pants before. It's a bit of a turn off but it's fuckin funny. Had I mentioned how much I love hearing him talk. I just adore hearing him info dump about like literally everything. Sometimes he talks so fast he stutters on his words.
I love all the little things he's done for me. Even when we don't go to the same schools we help each other on subjects we're struggling with. He goes out of his way to invite me to any school event so I can hang out with him. He even gets me tiny strange trinkets from the gas station or off the ground because he said it reminded him of me. And I keep all of it too. Why in the world why would I get rid of such thoughtful items? One time he got me-
"Y/N c'mon the plane's landed I want to go home now." I felt a firm hand on my shoulder gently shaking me. It was Kusuo. "What has gotten you so distracted lately?". He asked as he started grabbing our luggage.
"Well if you want the honest to god truth I think it may be love" I confessed while he just looked at me with thi grossed out look on his face. "Ew I regret even asking."
"Aww what's wrong Ku? Do you hate all the lovey dovey talk? I think I might just go on more and mor about it just to piss you off. I know I had fun the past few days but it was sure as hell tiring doing all the work on making sure the plane doesn't crash and ya know making sure you didn't embarrass yourself an kthers after your accident, making sure those beach bullie don't bothe my friends an classmates, an of cours making sur you got you precious dessert that you waited so long for." Just because someone else is having a good time doesn't mean everybody is.
