MHA M!Yandere x Reader Oneshots

Unless I Say So 🍋 💙

Dabi x Reader (Third POV)
****Somewhat Non-Con****
I do not condone this. If you're uncomfortable with non con, please do not read.

"Dabi...I can't do this anymore. You're with them." She looked down, twiddling her thumbs out of anxiety.

"What do you mean, with them? Do you have a problem, Y/N?" Dabi got up close in her face, just daring her to fire back a response.

She was terrified of him. Only now just learning about his involvement with the league, she didn't know what else he was hiding. His attitude was also changing. Yes; he was always harsh, but it was getting worse.

She didn't say anything, her fear having control over her voice.

"We're not done unless I say so, got it?" Dabi roughly took ahold of her hair, twisting it into a ponytail and yanking her head back.

"D-Dabi...I don't want this...please get off..." She weakly tried pushing away, surprised when he actually listened to her.

He shoved her away, frustrated at her continued denial to his touch. Dabi couldn't understand why she wouldn't let him touch her.

"You've been acting weird, what are you up to?" Dabi heard a ping from his phone, and turned the screen on to look. He scowled, seeing it was a message from one of his past flings. Dabi slightly remembered her, but she wasn't special like Y/N.

Y/N was so fun to tease and mess with. He loved the fearful look in her eyes whenever he used his quirk to threaten her. It was such a bummer that she was quirkless, though.

"I'm going out, don't be gone when I come back or you're fucked." Dabi grabbed the keys off the wall, and exited their shared apartment.

She hated it. Even though the rent was cheap, the quality was below average. Holes in the wall could easily be made, and appliances broke frequently. Y/N would give anything to escape this situation; she didn't know why she was here in the first place.

Dabi made her feel loved during a time where she didn't feel as such, and was seemingly always there for her when she needed him. He'd lend a shoulder for her to cry on, and treated her like how any woman should be treated. Things started to spiral out of control once she said yes to being in a relationship. Even though she'd ignored all of his flaws, such as his gruesome scars, Dabi would nitpick at any detail he didn't like about her. Then, when she'd be upset, he'd come running back apologizing; saying he didn't mean it and that he was just blunt like that.

Like an ignorant idiot, she'd opened herself back up everytime.

Her own phone chimed, an automated message telling her it was one of her friends. Dabi only allowed other female contacts and his on her phone, saying she didn't need another man's contact but his.

The text message read: Hey Y/N, are you down to hang out tonight? Me and the others haven't seen you in a while, come hang out with us! ❤️

She pondered for a minute, not sure whether or not she should ignore it. Going against Dabi's wishes, she answered back.

Her message read: Alright, I'll get ready. Where are we meeting up?

The group chat decided that a local café would be appropriate for a Sunday night, and so she got ready as such. It was becoming chilly outside, so she picked out a tan colored turtle neck and dark jeans. Her outfit was more than modest. Dabi wouldn't be upset, would he?

Y/N realized there was a problem when she went to leave. The keys weren't hanging by the door like usual. She had no idea where the spare key could be.

Sighing, she quickly grabbed a hair pin from her bedroom drawer and fiddled with the lock. After Dabi had become possessive, he'd resort to locking her inside the apartment for days on end by herself. She eventually learned online how to unlock the door using paper clips and hair pins.