BHNA X reader ONESHOTS

Izuku x reader part 2 (Dear my Izuku)

Dear my Izuku,

My therapist and the Baku-squad told me to write this letter to you, I feel like it is counter productive but they it is important so I do it for them. You know I am bad at stuff like this, emotions. You were always my other half, the one who would cry so hard that you broke concrete. I smile just thinking about that day on the beach when you proposed, you broke down crying and I could've sworn that you were going to create a crater with your fire hydrant eyes. I was never like that, I was a rock hiding behind a sarcastic exterior. But the day you left me, 5 years ago today I cried like I have never cried before. I could've sworn the world ended and I wouldn't've survived if not for our little girl.

Yes she is a girl, her hair color is the same as yours but she has my eyes. She is so much like you. The other day I was making dinner and heard giggling and a crash from the other room, I was so confused but I found out what she was doing when the door slammed open and she came out wearing a Deku onesie. She looked at me with large eyes and did a power pose with a smile that so much resembled yours I almost started to sob. She got her quirk that day, it was terrifying. She lit the kitchen on fire, you always said your dad could breath fire, I guess it skipped a generation. You would be so proud of her, and the boys, they have been a tremendous help, I wouldn't have made it this far without them. They were there for all of her first moments but yet her first word was still dad she said it while pointing a chubby finger at your picture in the livingroom. You will always be her favorite and she never even got to meet you. I can almost imagine you flying around the room with your arms wide with her on your shoulders.

But this isn't what this is about. They want me to write this letter to a dead man but I cant. I know you aren't dead, and I know you will find this letter. I don't care what they say I'm not crazy. I know you are alive. However, something doesn't feel right, it hasn't since that man spoke to me. He said you were alive but changed, He wasn't lying, nobody can lie to me. But no matter what happened in the past 5 years, no matter what they did to you. I will always love you, you will always be my hero even if you feel like you don't deserve it. I know you will come home when you are ready, but don't take too long I don't know how much longer I can do this.

How much longer can I lie to them? They will hunt you down and find you, they are getting closer and you know it. What will you do? I don't know I just want you to come back to us. Please.

All my love,

(Y/N)

The folded piece of parchment sat on a memorial wrapped in a white envelope with hand drawn figures on the cover, a secret sign it was hers. As night fell upon the grave a figure loomed over the base of the statue and as quickly it came, it left. In its wake there on the base was a torn open letter, tear streaks lining the pages. It seems the wife of the number 1 hero was right all along. But what would that mean? 

(it's short but I wrote it very quickly I hope you enjoy)