𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 ° Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

𝐓𝐰𝐨

(AN: I might change brand names here to avoid getting sued or anything like that..)

You sat autonomously spacing out as you looked out of the window, the same feeling from earlier was still irking you until now.

Nobody knows who Mahito was.

No one knew what Jujutsu Kaisen was.

They were talking about a completely different topic when you arrived. You thought they'd be buzzing, excited, at the fact you met a really hot but weirdly creepy cosplayer, you wanted to talk to it about them, how creepily pedo he looked like but still hot. 

You blanched in front of them as they denied of ever hearing a name Mahito, even when you asked them about Jujutsu Kaisen, the anime filled with hot men and women. 

"You really look tired girl, you better speak sense or I might have to smack yo face!" They all laughed while you stood there, dumbfounded. 

In your mind at that time you thought it was all a prank, a mean, elaborate prank and the entire school was in on it.

"Are you out of your mind? Are you telling me, thee most and only true faithful weeb of this forsaken century, who owns thee one and only manga store in this town, who has read through every single manga the world can offer, forgot whatever anime it is you're talking about?"

Oh.

Oh no.

Oh no, no, no.

You silently bang your head on the window. Praying this was just another long ass dream, and you'll wake up with a new Jujutsu Kaisen season waiting for you, and your everyone talking about it in school, that this, whatever this thing is in your body is not real. Not Real.

So what? Did the company just disappear out to thin air? Where is CAPPA? Where did they go then? Surely their other animes were still there?

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

[Your search- CAPPA- did not match any items.]

[Your search- AUT- did not match any items.]

[Your search- Chainsaw Woman- did not match any items.]

[Your search- Banana Shark- did not match any items.]

"What? No, no, no, no!" You scroll past the thousands, if not millions, of error messages floating in your screen.

The only thing left on your screen was an empty website.

[Website does not exist anymore]

"T-this, what.." You tapped on your phone aggressively as the website exits on its own, your home screen mocking you.

You can feel your heart beating around your body. What were supposed to do now that you didn't even have a manual to follow?

You sighed loudly as you threw your phone beside you. The buzz of the ceiling fan was the only thing that filled this hopeless room.

Then you lock eyes with the rat in your room. 

Damn, after all this time, your sewer rat turned domestic rat was still alive.

Yes.

What the..

That one.

You whip your head around your room, scanning for an intruder, but as the bus earlier, still nothing.

Touch.

"Ew! Heugh! No! Stop thinking about it!" You gag and involuntarily shiver. You're surely going crazy. Who tf would touch a rat you didn't even want? You wanted a rabbit in the first place, but your parents didn't like the thought of you getting a pet. They actually got a sewer rat to compensate. Who's the idiot now? 

It's the voices in your head, what? Are you actually going crazy right now? Although, if your theory is correct, you can just.

You stood up from your bed, wrapping a protective layer of blanket around your whole body except your hand. For the sake of your sanity, just yolo the rat out of it.

You shut your eyes closed tightly as you reached for the rat; it was snoring, heugh; you opened your eyes just for a bit, just to see if it really works, if it's real, but then the rat tweaked a bit. You flinch, a shiver running down your spine once again.

But you grit your teeth and reached for the rat again. Now your fingers were a hair away from it, you prayed to whomever to spare you the insanity and make it work, make it work, make it work, make it work..

You didn't want to open your eyes, your hands were still touching that menace of an animal, your hands were unmoving, you feel its dirty fur around your fingers; it was fat, fat rat, like big.

Then you felt it, your fingers sinking into its disgusting skin. The sensation tickles your outstretched fingers, this time you open your eyes.

And the most stomach-churning amid transfiguration of a rat met you. Its eyes were bulging, no blood or anything, but its body was so contorted, twisted, in some sick way, you feel your breakfast, lunch and dinner come up your throat.

And as if it didn't get any worse, it was moving, twitching, and tweaking, and gurgling out this noise that's high-pitched. You hear your neighbor's dogs whine and bark. 

And before you knew it, you were holding on to a deformed rat. If you can even call it one anymore.

You shuddered, a thick lick of shiver ran through your spine, you immediately backed away from the twitching animal. Its ears were long and elongated, almost looking like a bunny, it didn't help that its eyes were all red and bulging from other parts of its body; the tail was a mix of a rat's and a bunny's. You suppose you did want to turn it into one for a sec. It emits a loud squeal. You cover your ears as your eardrums vibrate. It didn't help that it kept grinding its full set of teeth against each other.

Then it started convulsing aggressively on the ground, spatting a series of melted body liquid on the floor. You covered your lower face with your hands, stopping yourself from vomiting on the spot. The smell was putrid, metallic, but you didn't even see any blood on it. The smell felt like it was reaching for nasal cavities. The smell was so intense it almost felt like it hurt. 

You can't help but think, how can Mahito do this every day, stuffing the humans in his pockets and not smell like it's poisoning you? 

The smell quickly enveloped your room. You can almost see the smell seep out of the decomposing animal.

"Eugh, now what." You gag as you pinch your nose, standing up after a minor shock of realizing you have a quirk now, maybe not yours yours, but it certainly is here, in this world. 

You were in serious trouble.