Last Breath

Last Breath

- Izuku Midoriya x gender neutral!reader

- Warnings: angst, nonspecific illness, death

- Summary: deku is struggling with losing you so suddenly, thinking he will never be happy again

- Author Note: I’m not sure why I’m in such an angst mood lately, but I just want to write sad bnha/haikyuu lately...

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The two of you had fallen fast and hard. Deku loved your eyes and the way you smiled at him, you loved his hair and the way he felt against your skin. Everyone said that you two were destined to be together forever, and you believed them all. Deku and you married eventually, welcoming three beautiful children into the world together. You had so many plans, so many dreams together, none of them involving you becoming ill.

It started as a small cough, a slight fever. But soon you were rushed into hospital, and the outlook was dire. Deku kept his head up, forcing a smile for your sake. But you could feel the end coming, repeatedly telling Deku to let you go. But he couldn’t, you two had been together forever, you two were destined to be together. He couldn’t imagine a life without you by his side. But the time came for you to part ways, promising that you’ll see each other again someday. He told your children, holding them as close as he could, trying to soak up all their pain and take it upon himself. He knew in them you lived on; you were still here in spirit. The double bed you had once shared was now too big, the house too quiet. The body he used to pull close in his sleep was nowhere to be found and your side of the bed was cold. He heard your voice sometimes, turning with tears in his eyes expecting you to be there. You never were. He felt so alone, so lost without you. His mother came to help with the children on days he couldn’t manage to get out of bed. On days he could he threw himself into the most dangerous fights, hoping deep down that this was going to be the day he got to see you again. He was drowning in grief, swimming further and further down and struggling for air. Your friends tried to get through to him, but he ignored their pleas and just kept pushing on. He didn’t want to get better, didn’t ever want to find happiness again without you by his side. They never understood, how could he ever be happy without you in his life? He just wanted you, to see you smile, to hear you laugh. He just wanted his soulmate back.

He grew old without you, saw your kids age and change without you there with him. He watched your daughter marry a wonderful man, walking her down the aisle as a proud father. He held your first grandchild in his arms, crying when they were named after you. He saw your oldest son off to college, waved as your youngest son left to travel the world. He always felt you by his side, felt your presence in your now-empty house. He was old and tired, feeling the tug of old age pulling him towards you finally. So he allowed himself to sleep and drift away with a soft smile on his face.

He blinked his eyes open, hearing you humming that familiar tune and feeling your hands moving through his hair. He smiled up at you as beautiful as he remembered. Tears started to fall from his eyes, and you smiled softly down at the man lying in your lap. You placed a soft kiss against his lips, and he was finally happy.

My name means poet or philosopher, so I’m assuming something with words? Possibly something like Shinsou’s quirk, which idm because he is my baby 🥰🥰

okay new game - horikoshi tends to name his characters after traits of their quirks, so based on the meaning of your name, what would your quirk be? 

Run in with Oikawa

- Toru Oikawa fic x fem!reader fic

- Warnings: mentions of sex, alcohol, spanking

- Summary: while working the graveyard shift at your part time job, a friend of yours comes in drunk and is a little flirtatious before he runs his big mouth off and embarrasses himself

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Oikawa was the setter for your school’s volleyball team, and god was he handsome. You’d admired him from a far since starting high school, but soon enough being in all the same classes payed off and you came to call him a friend. Nothing close, a simple hello and a casual chat during lessons and an invite to any parties he held. You’d never been one of his girls, the ones he would flirt with and maybe date for a week or so before moving on. Honestly? You weren’t sure if you were grateful for being looked over or not. You hated the idea of being used like that, as some sort of ego boost, but the way your mind wandered during the nights and the name that you found yourself moaning quietly during your alone time made you question it all. Truly, you wanted him to fall all over you, tell you how hot you made him feel, how much he needed you. You wanted him to say the things he said to his girls but about you. You wanted Oikawa to want you.

“Hello, can I help you?” You were trying to stock shelves at your part time job when you heard the bell above the door ring, you put on your shit-eating customer service grin and wandered out from between the shelves, halting and dropping your smile when you locked eyes with Toru Oikawa.

“Well, I didn’t expect to run into you here y/n.” He purred, sounding drunk. You forgot he’d invited you to a party tonight. “To be honest though I’m relieved, thought you’d blown me off for someone else. I get jealous over my girl.” He winked at you and sent you the signature smirk that turned your stomach in knots.

“Oikawa leave her alone, she’s trying to work!” Iwaizumi landed a solid smack to the back of Toru’s head, the crack loud against the soft hum of the fridges and freezers around the three of you.

“Will you stop hitting me Iwa-chan!” Toru pouted and blushed a little, throwing the candy bar at the spiker’s head in retaliation. Iwaizumi dodged effortlessly, seemingly less intoxicated than his friend.

“Please forgive him, he’s had way to much to drink and is acting like a child.” You giggled a little, raising a hand to your mouth in an effort to hide your growing smile and blushing face.

“It’s fine don’t worry about it. To be honest, I would have ditched this place if I knew I was one of your girls Oikawa.” You weren’t sure where this sudden burst of confidence came from, maybe you thought he wouldn’t remember this exchange in the morning? But it definitely got his attention now. Toru straightened up, poking his tongue out at Iwaizumi who rolled his eyes right back at him.

“See! She likes me!” He laughed, throwing an arm around you like it was no big deal while you malfunctioned beside him. You felt a sudden flush of heat rise to your face and your eyes went wide. You gawped up at the setter, your mouth opening and closing all by itself but no words spilling out.

“You alright there pet?” He cocked his head and raised an eyebrow at you before a playful smirk tugged at his lips. “Or have I broken your brain?” He winked and leant down to whisper in your ear.

“If you’re this lost now pet, imagine what you’ll be like when you’re all fucked out of your mind on my cock.” His warm breath hit your ear and the angle sent it washing over the back of your neck. His overture sent a shiver down your spine and started a spark between your legs. His hand slid from your shoulders to your waist, before he sent a smack to your arse.

“Toru! You can’t just do that! I’m so sorry y/n, please forgive him, he’s a fucking pervert when he’s pissed.” Iwaizumi was shocked at his friend’s forwardness, pulling him away from you as you tried to regain some semblance of composure. You just stared open mouthed and red faced at the pair, Iwaizumi smacking the setter repeatedly on the head and calling him all sorts of names.

“I-it’s okay! I mean, he’s just drunk after all.” You managed to grab their attention now, both the boys stopping their fight to look at you. Rubbing your thighs together and fiddling with your fingers you managed to make eye contact with Toru.

“You know y/n, I’ve been trying to think of a way to ask you out for ages.” He started before slamming a hand to his mouth. He what?

“Okay, that’s enough from me tonight! Bye!” And with that, he was gone, dropping all the snacks he’d grabbed and running out of the store. Iwaizumi just chuckled.

“What, what did he just say?” Iwaizumi smiled softly to himself and shook his head in utter disbelief. You weren’t sure if he heard you, but you were cut off when he started to talk again.

“He’s had a thing for you for a while -“ he glanced to the store entrance and turned back to you once he saw Oikawa was out of earshot. “- He’s been trying to think of a way to ask you out. Was gonna do it tonight I think before you said you couldn’t go. He’s been trying to make you jealous with those girls from his fan club for ages. I told him you’re too dumb to notice but he wouldn’t have it, wanted to have you confess to him I think. Probably something to do with his ego.” You blinked a few times and found yourself running a hand over your face.

“You don’t believe me?” You shook your head no and Iwaizumi seemed to find that quite amusing. “Just you wait, he’ll be kicking himself in the morning. Your lessons might get a bit awkward after tonight.” With that he waved goodbye and left the store smacking Oikawa again when he caught up to him. Oikawa turned and met your gaze before you sheepishly smiled at him, giving a small wave. His face went red and he scrambled to hide his embarrassment from you. You’d never seen him so flustered before, and knowing it was you who did it made your heart skip a few beats. The pair eventually left the front of the store, leaving you be.

Oikawa likes me? You smiled softly to yourself, still feeling the slight sting of his smack, the heat of his skin on yours and the tingling between your thighs. You began to start working again traipsing back to the shelves you had your head hurried in not half an hour ago, moving the tins from the boxes by your feet to their place on the shelf all the while blushing like a mad woman. You were definitely going to enjoy school on Monday.

What a year this week has been.

Personal Training

- Katsuki Bakugou x fem!reader SFW

- Warnings: mention of harm, bandaging wounds, choking

- Summary: as a third year, you and your childhood friend Shinso have been moved from the general studies course onto the hero course. No one seems too keen on you two, until you meet Bakugou late one night in the training city and he seems to take a personal interest in you

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Wandering around the testing sites at midnight wasn’t something you should be doing, but ever since you got moved from general studies into the hero course it was the only way you could calm yourself down after a day of training. It was dark, the cold air still around your skin and the only light shining was from the full moon above you. You’ve always dreamt of being a hero, but knowing you couldn’t control your quirk, knowing you had the ability to seriously hurt someone if you lost control, you applied for general studies and vowed to learn to control your power before you tried to move into the hero course. Your thoughts drifted to Shinso, you two had been friends for years going all the way back to nursery, just two toddlers constantly holding hands and only ever with each other. Your chest swelled with pride thinking about how both of you had beaten the odds and been moved from general studies to the hero course after all your efforts. You were in your third year, you’d missed a whole two years of the intense hero course training but it meant you two finally got the attention you deserved. You were finally seen as hero material. Sure you felt bad for the people who got moved out, but you didn’t know them and they were obviously not making the most of the opportunity, so you were glad to take their spot. You had to be a hero at any cost.

It was quiet around you, the only noise you could hear was your own footsteps, your breathing the only sign of life. Your breath was coming out softly but because of the cold it was visible, the curls and twists of your breath softly disappearing into the moonlight. You’d been wandering around the town for a few hours now, watching the silent, dead city around you, the buildings towering over you and the roads stretched out and empty. It reminded you of home, disappearing after long days being bullied at school and skulking through the dying streets.

“You shouldn’t be here.” You hadn’t noticed the boy sneaking up on you. You could understand why he currently held your throat in his hands, you did look exceptionally different in and out of class. You didn’t bother fighting his grip, you knew this boy and he would certainly overpower you in hand to hand combat.

“You with that hand guy? He sent you in here to spy on me huh?” His grip tightened but you never once broke eye contact. His red eyes blown out with anger, his lips curled into a snarl and his breath warm on your face.

“I-I’m in your c-class dumb arse.” You managed to get out between shallow breaths. “The o-one with Shinso all the time. The new girl.” He seemed to believe you, releasing his grip on you ever so slightly but still eyeing you with intrigue.

“She has floaty purple hair, and that weird dark aura quirk thing...” You weren’t necessarily in the position to roll your eyes at him, but surely he should have noticed that your whole ‘dark aura quirk thing’ changed your physical appearance too? You’d fought him enough. You decided to indulge him, letting your power grow until you changed in his hands, the light from the moon almost being drawn into you as the darkness swirled and danced around you. Your body surged with the release of this power, your skin feeling hot, as if it was about to burn right off of your bones. You had never been able to control yourself before UA, and this place had shown you how to harness this power and use it to your advantage.

“Okay creep -“ he released you suddenly when your darkness started creeping up his arm and pulling him in. “- I believe you.” He was wiping his hand on his trousers now, obviously feeling the same burning you always did. You pulled your darkness back in, your hair falling flat against you, your eyes returning to their natural colour and your skin settling down. Dusting yourself off, you stood to face Bakugou. He towered over you, the boy growing to be over six foot during your time at UA.

“It’s almost as if you should believe me, seeing as I also live on the same floor as you.” Raising an eyebrow you tried to register his reaction but he didn’t seem to be paying you any more mind.

“Oi, I’m talking-“

“Shut up, I’m not interested anymore.” Sticking his hands in his pockets he turned on his heel and walked away from you. But you weren’t gonna let him get away that easily.

“Oi fucker! You don’t get to talk to me like that!” You walked after him, grabbing his arm.

“Get off.” He snapped back, his eyes dark and angry.

“Not until you apologise for trying to choke me out.”

“Not gonna happen sweetheart. Don’t wander around on your own acting all sketchy and I wouldn’t have had to.” This was ridiculous, all you wanted was an apology.

“But what about you huh?” He stopped walking and turned to face you.

“You’re skulking around here too, does that mean I get to choke you?” You smirked up at him feeling proud of yourself when his eyebrows furrowed.

“You can try, but I’ll kill you if you do extra.” This fucking guy.

“Are you serious right now? Like, does this act usually work on your classmates? Because I’m not scared of an immature man child who can’t even apologise when he’s done something wrong.” In a blur he’d managed to pin you up against the wall that you swore was 15 foot away from you two only seconds ago, his body pressed into yours and his hand around your throat again. You felt his thigh in between your legs, and you couldn’t help the shudder that moved through your body when he spoke.

“You should be scared of me, I’m gonna be number one, I’m the best.” He was staring directly into your eyes, not breaking the gaze he was bearing down on you.

“You think you’re gonna be number one? I beg to differ.” His cockyness seemed infectious. “I’ll beat you Bakugou, just you wait.”

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It had been a few weeks since your little scuffle and you had been trying to keep your word.

“Y/n, are you seriously gonna try and fight Bakugou right now?” You’d filled Shinso in on what had happened between the two of you and even though you knew he believed in your abilities, he really didn’t think you were ready to fight him.

“I need practise, and I can never go all out with you because I care about you, you’re my friend! It doesn’t work!” You laughed and Shinso rolled his eyes. He always asked you to go all in when you two sparred but you couldn’t bring yourself to hurt him, even if you knew he wouldn’t hate you, you would hate yourself.

“Look, he’s finally done with Kirishima so now’s my chance. I’ll be okay I promise.”

You totally weren’t okay. Bakugou had kicked your arse, and all he had to do was get close enough that you could feel the heat from his skin and place a hand on your waist during an attack and your hormone-riddled brain freaked out. Not that he’d noticed you’d frozen mid fight, so he just kept firing off attacks as you scrambled to think up a defensive strategy. But it was no use, one well aimed hit and you were down.

You were with Recovery Girl in the nurses office when Shinso popped his head in.

“Told you so.” He said bluntly, drawing a tut from Recovery Girl.

“If you’re gonna be negative she doesn’t need you in here. She need positivity for healing thank you.” He apologised and moved further into the room.

“So, how are you feeling?”

“Tired I guess, and a little sore, but nothing bad. How did the rest of the lesson go?”

“Well, Bakugou and Todoroki got into another fight, Deku tried to break it up but that didn’t really work so they’ve all got dorm cleaning duties for the next week.” That got a chuckle out of you.

“Bakugou? Cleaning? Unlikely.”

“Oh yeah, Aizawa said he’d stop by randomly to make sure they were cleaning.” By now Recovery Girl had ushered you off of the bed and had begun handing you your clothes back.

“You’re all bandaged up, now get dressed and get out of here! And take some candy! You! Make sure she gets back to her room safely will you?” Shinso nodded as you slipped your jacket and shoes back on, wrapping his arm around your waist as a support. You were thankful for him, even if he was a miserable bastard most of the time.

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Shinso had managed to get you back in one piece, placing you on your bed softly. No one else had come to help, but you two had expected as much. Since being transferred in you had been singled out as the outsiders of the group, no one had even tried as much as to have dinner with you guys or watch the tv with you two. You were always alone together, you were each other’s rock.

“Hey Purple hair.” The voice behind him was rough and angry, you recognised it in an instant.

“Bakugou. What do you want?” Shinso tried to take no mind, keeping all of his focus on tucking you into bed.

“I need to speak to y/l/n. Alone.”

“I don’t trust you alone with her after today.”

“Let me speak to her.” Shinso turned to face him, his eyes burning holes into Bakugou’s head.

“After the stunt you pulled? No-“

“Toshi, I want to hear what he has to say.” You tugged on his shirt feebly, and his guard dropped. He always softened up around you.

“Fine. But I’ll be outside.” You mumbled a thank you as he barged past Bakugou, hitting him with his shoulder as he passed. Shutting the door behind himself, Bakugou entered your room looking oddly sheepish.

“Hey.” You started softly, not wanting to jump straight into a fight with the guy.

“Hey. About today? I mean, I’m not gonna say sorry because you asked to fight but I just wanna say that I should have noticed you freeze and let up a bit. I didn’t notice and Kirishima had to point it out to me later on, so yeah. Don’t come in unprepared next time.” Well. It was a start.

“Oh, I mean I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t mean to freeze up on you trust me!” You tried to laugh it off, but the atmosphere in the room was way too weird.

“Was it because I touched you?” You blushed at this and dropped your gaze to the floor. Where you really that easy to read? “Because if it was then Kirishima owes me $20.” Oh.

“No. I don’t know why I froze but it wasn’t because you touched me.” He smirked at this, moving to sit on the end of your bed. You instinctively pulled your legs closer to yourself but he took this as an invite to spread out more. You took in his toned shoulders, his strong arms and long fingers. Your mind drifted, wandering how good they’d feel slipping under your shirt and -

“You’re not even listening are you?” He pulled you from your dirty thoughts and you shook your head.

“Wow. I said that it’s a shame, because I’d love to explore what else I can make you do with my hands.” He had to be joking right? You blinked at him, your mouth agape with pure confusion. 

“See? You’re all frozen again. I must have an effect on you.” He started moving closer to you, shifting on your bed until his lips were a mere inch away from yours. His eyes were boring into yours, but the pupils were flickering slightly from your eyes to your mouth. He raised a thumb to your lips, rubbing the calloused skin across your bottom lip. You swallowed, suddenly aware how fast your heart was beating and how clammy your hands had gotten. 

“Bok-” He placed a finger on your lips as if you quiet you. 

“Call me Katsuki, y/n. I have a feeling we’ll be training much more closely from here on out.” With that, he pulled away and stood from your bed. He left your room, glaring at Shinso who was waiting patiently outside. The purple haired boy ran into your room as quickly as he could, inspecting your face when he saw you red, hot and flushed. 

“I’m not even gonna ask what happened here.” He scrunched up his nose in disgust.

“Oh, n-nothing happened. He just offered to train with me more.”

Leaving Again

- Shoyo Hinata x gender neutral!reader

- Warnings: angst

- Summary: Hinata says a tear filled goodbye to you at the airport

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He was holding on to you so tightly, as if this was the last time he’d ever get to feel you against his chest. He tried to hide his tears in your hair, covering the top of your head in rushed kisses as the final call for his flight rung out through the airport.

“I love you y/n, and it’s only a few months.” You nodded, knowing nothing you could say would make this moment any less painful.

“It’s only a few months in Brazil. Only a little while apart. We’ll be okay.” He chanted into your hair, laying kiss after kiss down. He was trying to calm himself down, convince himself that you wouldn’t get bored of waiting and leave him. He was so scared of losing you.

“Final call. Will Mr Hinata Shoyo please come to gate 14. That’s Mr Hinata Shoyo to gate 14.” He tensed up around you, pulling you closer and laying a kiss on your head one last time. He usually littered your face and neck with kisses, but they were happy and full of love, these were rushed, trembling, and full of sorrow.

“I promise you I’ll be back soon. I’m sorry I have to go.” You smiled as he pulled away, both of your faces covered in tears.

“Don’t be sorry, one day you’ll come home to me for good and we can have a proper family. Little red headed kids screaming our home down, me and you outnumbered in the middle.” You laid a soft kiss on his nose and some smaller ones on his cheeks.

“I really have to go now baby.” You stood back, holding onto your car keys for dear life. This never got easier.

“I love you y/n.”

“I love you too Sho. Come home safely.”