My Hero Academia x Reader Oneshots

Deku x Reader

Three months with me in the bag
You're already starting to sag
You can feel it and I feel it too
It's no secret I already knew

I stared at Deku. We were drifting apart. I think we both knew it. I loved him with my whole heart but with the way he looked at Uraraka, I knew I either had to try harder or give him up.

I'll break you if it makes you mine
Don't mean to, but that shit takes time
Can't stand to look him in the eyes
He gets high just like you, and I'm trying

"You seem so high right now." I laughed nervously. My ex used to get high and beat me. There was a slight fear that always bubbled in my chest when he got like this. "Missions with Ochaco always have me like this." He smiled, not even sparing me a glance. I looked down with slight tears in my eyes. "Right." I muttered.

So don't say that I'm not like the others
'Cause I know that I'm so much worse
Don't say that you'll love me forever
I know that's not what you deserve

"You know Y/n, you're not like the other pro heroes." He hiccuped. He wouldn't normally even drink alcohol but tonight he went to the bar with Ochaco to celebrate a mission. I sighed. I was a terrible hero. I wasn't high on the list like he is. "I'll love you forever sweetie." He told me. I cringed at the nickname. I knew he was lying. Even if he wasn't I didn't deserve him.

Can't blame you for not being honest
I know I can't handle the truth
Can't listen to anyone else but myself
So in my head I'll just think of you

"Where were you?" I asked Izuku at 2am when he got home. "I was just working late, love. Don't worry." He explained. I smiled, my eyes finally able to close. The images of us during our last few years together crossed my mind. He made me happy. I'd sacrifice anything for him.

I'm sorry that I still can't talk to you
Doesn't feel right anymore
I can't be alone with these people
I don't feel like me anymore
I fake it so they think I'm nice
Say I'm cute and a pleasant surprise
I'm really just bored, and I'm tired
I hate him but you're still not mine

I sat at the bar. We had a class reunion tonight. Normally I'd go to these with Izuku but he left me. I knew he would. I couldn't even bring myself to speak to him without bile shooting into my throat. I would just sit here and be quiet with the few snide remarks from Bakugo. Every now and then someone would come talk to me and I'd respond sweetly but shortly. They'd say I was a cute pleasant surprise when really I was just exhausted, covering my eye bags, and bored. I hated Ochaco for taking him from me but he's not mine anymore so it's not my job to be jealous.

Don't say that I'm not like the others
'Cause I know that I'm so much worse
Don't say that you'll love me forever
I know that's not what you deserve
I can't blame you for not being honest
I know I can't handle the truth
Can't listen to anyone else but myself
So in my head I'll just think of you

I listened to his voice in my head the night he was drunk in my arms. He said he'd love me forever and that I wasn't like other pro heroes. I knew he was lying. No one loves forever at our age. Everyone was a one night stand. Sometimes more. His lies kept me alive though. He had to lie. I could never handle the truth. I closed my eyes going to sleep on my couch thinking of his body near mine.

And I'm tired of looking at pictures of you
And my brain is so heavy with pictures of you
And I'll sit in my room 'til you finally come through
And I'll stare at my phone if it proves that you're there I know I messed you up, I know you don't care
You say sorry enough, starts to sound like a prayer

I scrolled through my old photos. There were so many pictures of him and of us. We seemed perfect. Even if I didn't see these through my phone they all resonated in my head. I curled into a ball in my bed. I opened my phone to see my Lock Screen. It's a picture of some booth photos we took. The top one we took was a goofy one. We made crazy faces. The bottom one was me resting my head on his shoulder. And the middle one was him unexpectedly kissing me while my face was flushed. Maybe it was something I did. No. It was definitely me. He was too good for me. I must've broken him. I mean our friends didn't even talk to me much anymore. I didn't deserve him. I apologized repeatedly for a while. So much so that it sounded like I was praying.

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The song is Headache by Rigby