#forgetful reader

Thinking about a neglectful reader... Hmm, no, that's kinda harsh. Let's just say a ✨forgetful✨ reader.

Reader who so easily forgets people's faces and names. When summer vacation ends they'll go back to school and not remember the names of their own classmates unless reader's regularly interacted with them through the vacation. Like practically their whole conversation that first day back to school is like this:

Reader's Classmate: Reader, hi! How was your vacation?

Reader: Oh hi! 😊 (a suspiciously cheerful smile in place of the classmate's name) Mine was nice. How about yours?

RC: Niceee. ...you forgot my name again, didn't you.

Reader, humbly: My bad 🤞😔

⋆ requested by: n/a

⋆ prompt: memorizing their routines without meaning to

⋆ pairing: steph gingrich x black!fem!lesbian reader

⋆ word count: 302

⋆ a/n: continuation of a steph imagine i did on tumblr <3

When she first noticed it, she didn’t say anything so as not to throw you off. It was small things, usually things that she sometimes forgot to do. Getting out clothes for her for the next day, printing out any extra character sheets for her campaigns. Things like that.

It was when you went out to get Valkyrie and Nosferatu, something she usually did because she knew shopping was a bit overstimulating for you, was when she started to do the same thing for you. You had the tendency to forget to do things, like eating and drinking water. So she would fill up a glass of water and give it to you. She would keep filling it up, always making sure to keep it close to you so that you saw it and therefore remembered to drink some water.

She even made you your comfort foods so that you wouldn’t forget to eat when you were too hyperfixated on something. She made sure you were stocked up on any curl products you were running low on. You appreciated that your girlfriend had taken notice. Even to the more important parts of your life that you sometimes forgot, like making sure you’re not running too low on any of your curl products.

One night, when the two of you were getting ready for bed, you were searching everywhere in the bedroom and jointed bathroom for your bonnet when she pulled out the satin bonnet of your favorite color.

“You left it hanging on the lamp on my side, silly.” You smiled at her and gave her a kiss. Learning each other’s routines and helping each other out wasn’t really something that needed to be spoken about. The two of you were incredibly grateful for each other and couldn’t ask for anything better.

I’ll try my best!

Kirishima x forgetful reader

This was my first request!! Yay!

Here are some people that inspire me! @alpha-bnha-boys @random-mha-thoughts

There are 1083 words to read under the line!

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“Where did I put my keys...” you mumbled to yourself as you stumbled around the apartment. To any bystander it may have looked like you were drunk with the way you were walking, but in reality you had forgotten to put away your pens earlier and stepped on an open one causing pain to sting up your leg.

You weren’t in any more pain, but you were still limping a bit.

“Babe! Your keys are on the nightstand!” Kiri yelled from the other room.

“Thanks!”

You went to the bedroom and swiped the jingling keys from the white night stand.

“Hey, pebble? Do you know what time we have to be there?” You boyfriend walked into the bedroom and opened his side of the closet with ease. You had always had trouble opening it because it stuck, but his immense strength was too much for the blasted door.

You checked your phone where you left little reminders for yourself some times. “Uh, yeah... in like thirty minutes. Get dressed and then we’ll leave.”

He nodded and pulled out his hoodie which he threw at you. “It’s got nice pockets for you to put your stuff in.” He smiled brightly; that same smile that made your stomach feel like it was being beaten up by butterflies; those sharp teeth that would puncture small holes in your neck to claim you— no. Focus.

You turn away from him with a blush and put on the hoodie aggressively. When you turned around he was already dressed in some jeans and a hoodie matching the one you were wearing.

“Have you seen my—“

“Phone’s on the kitchen table. You put it there while you were looking for your keys.” You smiled gratefully at your rock. He was your rock in more ways then one. Not only was it his actual quirk, but he looked out for you and made sure you had everything you needed. Whether it be a house over your head, or the phone you forgot on the counter—table.

You grabbed it before skipping to the door where Kiri was already waiting for you.

“You got everything?”

“Ninety-eight percent sure!” You giggled to him. He smiled and opened to door for you like a true gentleman.

You yelled out a thanks and raced down the stairs with him close behind, your laughs and footfalls rang through the stairwell of your apartment building. He beat you of course and turned to catch you when you jumped from the fifth step. You two always did this, it was your “leaving the house” ritual.

He smiled at your cute face when you dropped in his arms with ease. You hoped you would never get to old to do that.

“What are we doing again?” You asked him genuinely.

“The Baku-squad hasn’t met you yet and they think I’m lying about you, and you agreed to meet them.” He said matter-o-factly.

“Oh... okay, yeah I can do that.”

“I sure hope so, or this is going to be a very awkward lunch.” You both laughed as he opened your car door, letting you in the hot seat before running to the other side to start it up.

You set up your aux and played your favorite music while you wiggled around your seat dancing. He laughed at your goofy self and wiggled a little too.

After a while of dancing in the car, you pulled up to a small diner that Kiri had told you so much about. You opened your door only for it to be shut by your boyfriend who opened it not even a second later.

“Dork,” you teased him lightly, knowing he knew it was only meant to be funny.

“But I’m your dork.” He said smiling again.

The bell of the diner’s door rang as you walked in and immediately, four sets of eyes were on you. You felt a bit uncomfortable but when Kiri nudged your back by placing his hand on your lower back to push you forward, you felt more confident with him behind you, comforting you, encouragingly.

“Hello!” You said to the table of your boyfriend’s best friends.

“Hiya! I’m Mina Ashido! Nice to meet you.” She hopped up from her seat which was the closest to you and shook your hand excitedly.

“How much is he paying you to pretend to be his girlfriend?” The Pomeranian boy you figured out was Bakugou asked you sarcastically.

“Not enough.” You sighed dramatically before laughing a bit. Bakugou erupted in laughter and slapped the table.

“I think that means he likes you!” The electric boy said. “I’m Kaminari Denki by the way.” He winked at you and you chuckled a bit.

“You can just call me Sero!” The black haired boy said too. His eyes were a bit red around the edges and you figured he just went on a smoke break of some kind.

“(Y/n), this is the Baku-squad.” Kiri said from behind you, gently pushing you forward with his hand. You sat in the seat and smiled at the weirdly nice people around you.

“It’s a pleasure meeting you all.” Mina awed at your smile and Bakugou huffed a bit and went back to doodling on a napkin in front of him. It seems like that was the last you would get out of the explosion boy.

You were at lunch for and hour or two with everyone before they each had to pull away for one reason or another, Bakugou had training and a girlfriend to get home to, Mina had her job she had to get back to, and Denki and Sero left when the others did. So now it was just you, and your wonderful boyfriend who were sitting in the car talking.

“It’s amazing that you got a laugh out of Bakugou, he never laughs.” He smiled as he started the car.

“I was a bit surprised too. I like Mina a lot. I could see us going window shopping sometime.”

“Oh you forgot your purse at the table so I grabbed it and threw it in the back seat.”

“Thank you, baby.” His eyes always sparkled when you called him cute little nicknames, he loved you blushing after he calls you his pet names so when you started doing the same to him, he beamed with excitement. He was like a little kid, looking at the best thing in the world when looked at you.

As the public (like... 2 or 3 people?) demanded, here is part 2 of our neglectful forgetful reader, who can't remember a name or face to save their life.

Like literally. One time reader and their friends got caught by the Riddler for a deadly game of trivia, with reader answering every question flawlessly until the end when they stumbled:

Riddler, super annoyed by reader's perfect streak but unable to judge unfairly since he's already been called out and mercilessly bullied online for that last month: All right, all right, guess we got a trivia king (gender neutral) here... Now, child, just say my name and you're good to go

Reader: .

Riddler: ?

Reader: (sweating nervously, pupils shaking)

Reader's friends at the back: (frantically finger-spelling)

Reader: R, ri, rid– (squinting because of the shitty lighting) is that supposed to be double d?

Riddler, finding out and instantly offended to the max: DO YOU NOT KNOW MY NAME?!

Reader: THERE ARE JUST SO MANY OF YOU ROGUES, OKAY! GIVE ME A BREAK! AT FIRST I CONFUSED YOU WITH THE JOKER, THEN I FORGOT YOUR NAME!

Riddler: HOW THE FUCK DID YOU CONFUSE ME WITH THAT CLOWN?!

Oh no no no. Sadly (not really?) this is not the case.

As has been said on part 1, forgetful reader is only forgetful when it comes to people's faces and names. Not to say they have photographic memory over everything else, mind you, but if the Batfam did neglect them they'd remember the acts, if not the persons responsible.

You know the saying forgive and forget? Or its counterpart I presume was created on Tumblr, resent and remember? It's said that the wisest move is to forgive but remember, so that you're able to move on without risk of falling for the same thing twice. Forgetful reader, meanwhile, practices resent and forget. They have no idea whom they're angry with, or at any rate what the person's name is, but boy they sure remember being angry.

Reader: On day XX month XX year XXXX, 5:32 p.m. here at the Manor, someone promised to drive me to school the next morning and encouraged me to cancel my shared ride with my friends. However, the following day, specifically day XX month XX year XXXX, 7:47 a.m. found me all alone without even the butler present, and because I couldn't yet drive legally, I had to walk all the way to the bus stop in the rain and because the bus stop had to be so far away in this fancy neighbourhood, I ended up getting drenched through my umbrella and fell sick at school, but no one moreover that someone picked up the call, leaving me–

Dick, breaking down: I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Reader, my baby sibling, from the bottom of my heart I'm so sorry! Bludhaven blew up again! 😭

Reader: Omg I'm so sorry, I didn't know I was speaking about you! Was your city okay? 😭

Dick: No... It blew up after all...

Forgetful!reader, being bridal-carried away to safety: Omg thank you so much, you just saved my life, Green–

Green Arrow: (waiting patiently)

Reader, suddenly nervous: Green, uh. Green–

Green Arrow: *encouraging noise*

Reader: Green, Greeeeen?

Green Arrow: (gesturing to his arrows)

Reader, not noticing it, having given up: Green Goatee

Green Goatee Arrow, hearing Batman audibly snort via comms after originally being jealous he didn't get to be the one saving reader: ...yeah no problem, kid. Go somewhere safe now before I succumb to the unheroic urge to drop you in a dumpster please

Reader, guiltily: Got it 😔💔

(Don't get poor reader started on the Lanterns, man. There are so damn many of them on Earth alone! And there aren't only green ones!! How is poor humble reader supposed to remember all of them!!! 😭😭😭

Hal Jordan, first human Green Lantern: Maybe remember me at least? Hello?

Not now Northern Light Guy. Reader is too busy sobbing to listen)

Forgetful!reader, being bridal-carried away to safety another time: Omg thank you so much, you just saved my life, Red–

Red Hood:

Reader, suddenly feeling a chill: Red. Uh. Red–

Red Hood, slowly holding reader in the air over an open dumpster: Go ahead. Finish that sentence. Red?

Reader:

Red Hood:

Reader:

Red Hood:

Reader: ...Red Robin...

Red Hood: (sets reader in the dumpster and closes it)

Reader:

I loved your Forgetful Reader; I was wondering how they would deal with the Rouges of Gotham and the Justice League.

Thank you for your time.

Hello,

I'm glad that you like Forgetful Reader! Since they are (for the time being anyway) a civilian, Reader wouldn't have much opportunity to encounter the Justice League. I think of them as someone... not exactly uncaring about heroes, simply more concerned about what the heroes do or don't do. They'll discourse online about some hero's actions using otherwise perfectly spelled coherent arguments backed by statistics and academic articles, then completely forget which hero it is. Especially since many online forums/socmeds will abbreviate the heroes' names i.e. GA or GL, and some other heroes practically share names i.e. Supers and Flashes, it's not unreasonable that Reader will forget.

As to the rogues, well, since Reader is tentatively a civilian not obsessed with said rogues, they'll focus more on seeking safety when the rogues attack and feeling upset for the victims after. Which rogue does what attack doesn't matter to Reader. That time with the Riddler's name is an outlier anyway, what are the odds Reader would get kidnapped by a rogue for some deadly game and have to call the rogue's name again?

Your writing is amazing!

Thank you so much! I'm glad you like it 😆