《My Hero Academia Oneshots》Cheater! Shinsou x Female! Reader
Advertisement
______3rd Person POV___________________
It had been a long day for (Y/N) today; oversleeping this morning, being late for work, having to grab some extra hours, and having to walk home in the rain, since she forgot her raincoat and umbrella.
She didn't have enough money to get a taxi, nor did she have enough to ride the subway to the station near her shared apartment.
(Y/N) lived with her boyfriend of 3 years; Hitoshi Shinsou. They had lived together in an apartment for about a year now, and both had their own separate jobs to help pay for it.
Shinsou was able to become a pro hero, and prove to himself and others that his quirk isn't a villain's quirk, which made (Y/N) really proud of him. She supported him, and cheered him on during his journey as a hero.
Yes, she did worry about him when he was working, afraid he might get hurt, but at the same time, she trusted him.
(Y/N), on the other hand, didn't want to be a pro hero, even if her quirk was most powerful and useful to heros. Instead, she took up working as a (*job of choice*). Of course, her job was pretty far away from her apartment, but she didn't mind it. She enjoyed her work, and the people there.
Currently though, she hated her job, since it was so far away.
"D*mnit Shinsou...pick up please..." She said under her breath, as she stepped in a huge puddle, ruining her new shoes. She cursed at the puddle, not paying attention to what was in front of her.
Looking up for a second, she couldn't act fast enough, and tripped over her feet. She tried to use her quirk, but remembered she shouldn't, and accepted her fate; she ran into a traffic pole.
Feeling the cold metal hit her body, caused her to fall back into the puddle, which she ruined her shoes in.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!?" She yelled out, quickly standing up and feeling her body drip of water. She growled, which earned a few stares and confused looks her way. Many people walked pass though, ignoring her angry puffs. (Y/N) took a big sigh in, looking down at her phone again, only to see that there's not one single notification. Actually, there wasn't a single thing that popped up.
She shook her phone gently, trying to turn it on, but she was met with a 'battery dead' screen. Biting her lip, and rolling her eyes, she shoved the useless thing in her pocket, and continued to stomp home, not trying to shelter herself from the rain anymore.
Advertisement
Seeing the small apartment complex come into view, after about 10 minutes of walking, (Y/N) started to jog, trying to get there quicker.
It was getting late, and the sun was now almost completely shadowed from shining. (Y/N) smiled slightly as she hurried into the building.
She took a second, and let a sigh of relief, finally not feeling the rain on her skin.
Looking over at the lady at the desk, she walked over to her, smiling, her (h/c) locks dripping wet rain down to the marble floor.
"Hello Mrs. Katherine. I'm here to pick up the mail," she smiled at the older lady, seeing her wrinkles crinkle together as she smiled back. Her grey eyes peered at (Y/N) as she nodded at her, and lifted a hand up.
"No need to worry about it, (Y/N), your boyfriend stopped by earlier and picked it up. He was such gentleman!"
Oh, I guess Shinsou's home early?
Mrs. Katherine handed a few coins instead of the mail, and looked up, meeting the girl's (e/c) eyes.
"But since your clothes seem to be wet, here's a few cents to help you out with dry cleaning,"
"Oh! Thank you very much Mrs. Katherine," (Y/N) thanked the elder woman, and said her goodbyes to her, leaving towards the elevator. She walked in, and pressed her floor, watching the door shut as she waited patiently.
Eventually, (Y/N) made it to her apartment, grabbing the keys to her apartment, she inserted them in, and twisted them, watching the knob turned slightly with the movement.
Pushing the door open, she walked in and set down the small bag she had with her, and gently closed the door behind her.
"Shinsou, I'm home-!" (Y/N) seemed to quiet her voice.
That's weird...he's not here?
Looking around the living room, she took notice of his absence. He usually would be chilling on the couch, either sleeping or watching TV. But he was doing neither.
She continued to walk in, looking around, she had quiet steps as she looked in the closet, wondering if he was hiding from her and about to surprise her. He wasn't.
Walking towards the kitchen, she couldn't find him. Instead, she found a pink purse along with a matching fedora on the small dinner table.
Who the hell's is this???
Walking towards the small hallway (since the apartment was a decently good sized place), she took notice of the smalls sounds coming from the bedroom.
Advertisement
Hearing these sounds, she could see the bedroom door was slightly open. So using her quirk, (Y/N) took a mirror and used it to peek into the bedroom.
What she saw shattered her heart and mind.
Shinsou was there in bed with another woman. Both were on top of each other, getting at it.
The sight of them broke (Y/N).
She could feel the wet hot tears stream down her cold face, as she held a hand over her mouth, muffling her cries. She quickly charged towards the living room, grabbing her bag and shoving everything she needed with her into the bag.
Luckily, she had a basket of unfolded clothes in the living room, so she quickly grabbed some clothes and kept them with her.
She could still hear the two from the room, and continued to pack, looking over at the fedora, she felt her cries of sadness turn into anger.
Walking over, she snatched the fedora, and walked out of the apartment. Making sure she had everything she needed, she slammed the door, and walked down the hall, towards the elevator.
Walking in, and pressing a button, she watched the elevator doors close, but not before the view of Shinsou emerged from down the hallway.
Looking at him, (Y/N) felt one year stream down her face as she wiggled the pink fedora in front of her, and then giving him the bird.
The doors then closed, and (Y/N) realized that their relationship together was over. She didn't understand what drove him to do that to her though, which caused her confusion. But she was still angry with him. She looked down, seeing her phone had mange to turn on with only a few bars of battery left.
Quickly she swiped over to her messages and decided to text a close friend of hers.
Making her way down the street, she peered up to her apartment window, seeing a certain purple haired hero looking down at her, with a short brown haired girl next to him.
(Y/N) shook her head, and kept it low, her tears continuing to stream down her (now) red cheeks. Her eyes seemed to be puffy, and her vision was blurry as she walked down the dark street.
She didn't care at this moment if she got mugged, jumped, or even attacked by a villain. (Y/N) felt like she didn't really matter anymore.
Clearly he has someone else, better than me, in his life. I'm just useless and worthless. I don't mean anything to him or anyone else. They all just leave me, or replace me with someone better. Why should I care what- no, WHO he's doing. It doesn't matter. I'm not even his girlfriend anymore.
Looking up, she looked at the beautiful lights of the city, taking in the view. She started to calm down, a few tears leaving her eyes like waterfalls every now and then.
Taking in the lights, she noticed at she was in Bakugou's neighborhood finally, surprised that she was already there.
Must've been in my head for a while that I lost track of where I was...
She walked over to the designated of the said blonde, and knocked.
As the door opened, she looked at her best friend, the look of sympathy clearly on his features as he looked down at her.
He brought her inside and quickly started to take care of her, helping her with her clothes (no, not like that, you dirty people), and got her some food and cold medicine, since she started to cough and had a temperature when she got there.
Laying down on Bakugou's couch, being taken care of, gave her a sense of hope and joy as she felt relieved to be cared for. She felt so warm and calm being here, the complete opposite she felt when she saw Shinsou today.
Looking up at a worried Katsuki, she smiled and thanked him.
He nodded and reashurred her, as she started to close her eyes, clearly tired from all the walking she had to do today, and all she had to put up with today.
Looking up, she swore she could see Shinsou's face, but after blinking a few times, she saw Katsuki lean down and kiss her forehead.
"Get some rest, you idiot,"
Smiling, she felt herself drift deeper into darkness as her head turned to the side, her breathing slowing down slightly. She smiled and thought to herself.
I hope it gets better...
Advertisement
- In Serial28 Chapters
The Deathseeker [Under Revision]
NOTE: This story has dark elements, but it's neither grimdark nor particularly edgy. It's also currently being revised. Satan's Axe...Lord of High Honor...The Immortal Giant...The Black Maelstrom...Son of Thunderfield...The Gods' Retribution. Dalric had many names. None were as fitting as his last, Dalric the Deathseeker. Born from an unwanted mating between the greatest warriors of the time, death was his only true kin. It birthed him, molded him, and now standing in the middle of a lifeless battlefield, it drenched him. The blood of thousands of soldiers soaked his skin. Two hundred thousand men approached him that day. All of them sought his life, none of them left with theirs. But they would not die in vain, they had accomplished their mission. Hidden beneath a thousand layers of their blood, was Dalric's very own. Feeling his life fade, he gazed weakly at his work. A seemingly endless array of corpses laid battered and disfigured before him. Some bore faces of horror, most had no face at all. His most trusted companion floated in front of him, blocking the view. Waves of sorrow flowed between them. “My time has finally come. I’ve begged for death and it’s finally arrived. My work is done...and so is yours. You’re free to be who you were meant to.” With his contract with the gods fulfilled, they were truly free. The centuries of torment would end. No longer would they have to walk the path of a monster. Little did Dalric know, the devil was in the details. What To Expect: A good time. In a few more words than that, a cast of believable characters in a unique world dealing with conflicts and problems a little bit more complex than punching the big evil guy in the face. Just a little though. Minimum Word Count a Week: 5000 Release Time(s): Between Friday 12pm EST and Monday 6am EST I also write A King in the Clouds
8 103 - In Serial18 Chapters
The Pursuit of Power: Grinding To LVL 100 By Just Killing Slimes
“I need immutable power. This world isn’t as forgiving as the last one. I won’t stop until… I’m unmatchable.” The story of a man who grinded to LV100 by killing just slimes to gain 1xp. Maki Hibiki was a normal Japanese wage slave at an average, working long hours every day, doing unpaid overtime and appeasing everyone around him. He kept telling himself it’d be worth it in the future. That he’d save money and be free of this lifestyle where he lived to work. “Death by Overworking.” It had been all for nothing. He stared down at his own dead body filled with rage and regret. “Congratulations! You have won a prize! Would you like another life?” He stared at what looked like a robot offer him another chance. One more time. He would throw everything into the black pit of repetition one more time and then be free of it forever. He would earn his power. He would win his freedom. It would be his and his alone.
8 219 - In Serial16 Chapters
Wars, Massacres and Undeads
Synopsis: Elena is a normal, 13 years old village girl, living with her parents, playing with her friends and listening to the stories her old grandma tells her. This all changes, when the King's knights raid her village and kill everyone she knows and love. Will Elena be able to survive in the wilderness on her own, and finally take her revenge? And how will she fare against people from other worlds, ethereal beings and gods? Disclaimer: First, English is not my main language, this will be filled with errors (though I hope the free version of Grammarly will come to my aid) Second, though this is a litRPG fiction, I will not use Blue Tables. I hate making those. List of Books (Contains REAL BIG Spoilers): Book I : Undeads - Follow Elena as she develops her abilities as Necromancer, and meets her first ally. Book II : Wars - It is finally time. After years of preparing and gathering Undeads, Elena is ready to take her revenge. But a surprise awaits her at the end of her path. Book III: Massacres - [ WIP, depends on B. III ending ] This is the story of a relationship frowned upon. A Demoness and a Paladin of Ulhan, the God of Light. But how do Elena, Elia and ??? get involved in this? Fate sometimes makes mistakes. Book IV: The End? [ WIP, depends on B. III ending ] A mysterious entity is ravaging the Continent Elena lives on. Who is It? What does It want? (I don't own the picture used as cover. I found it here: https://art.alphacoders.com/arts/view/38255)
8 131 - In Serial11 Chapters
The Legendary Craftsman
A dungeon running fanatic runs into a problem after a boss of a locked dungeon destroys all of his equipment. What does he do? Forge new ones!
8 196 - In Serial23 Chapters
Save The Netherworld, Iruma-Kun!! || A WTDSIK Fanfiction
(This is a Welcome To Demon School, Iruma-Kun! Fanfiction)Iruma Suzuki. Age 8. Sold to a demon called Balam Shichiro because his parents wanted to be rich. Iruma hadn't had the best life with his original parents. From being arrested at just five because of them to nearly getting killed by a bear, he wished his luck would change. Then his parents sold him to a demon. Balam Shichiro. He thought he was dead, but Balam decides to take Iruma as his own son, raising him as a demon. Now, Iruma has more problems to deal with. From making sure nobody realized he was a human to trying to rank up, he had to do his best.Suddenly, a new villain arises in the demon world, and the Thirteen whose watched over the demon world for centuries, way longer than Iruma had been alive, start dissapearing, Now Iruma has to continue to rank up while also making sure his dad and his friends wasn't taken as well. Will Iruma be able to stay safe and rank up with his friends? Or will he be the next meal on the Demons plates?
8 64 - In Serial20 Chapters
butterflies
All different types of original poetry.
8 105

