MHA M!Yandere x Reader Oneshots

Make A Wish 💙

Dabi x Reader (3RD POV)

(Abusive tendencies)
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"Stop being a brat and blow out the candles."

She sat there with her wrists tied to the arms of her chair. The splinters from the wood was starting to dig into her skin. Anything that distracted her from him was welcome.

Dabi sat on the other end of the small table, repeatedly drumming his fingers against the wood. His nerves were starting to get to him. He had went out of his way to make, not buy, a cake for her birthday. Did Y/N not appreciate his hospitality? She had been with him for so long, and he only wanted to show how much he loved her. Dabi didn't care how twisted it was. No one knew where you were, and none of the other villains cared about his little pet.

Y/N frowned, and didn't bother blowing the candles. All of her energy was spent. Her entire being itched to be out of this chair, and to wrap her fingers around his scarred and purple neck. She wanted to grab the staples holding his skin together, and pull.

Dabi sighed angrily, and blue flames started to spread across the table.

"I'm being fucking nice, okay? Can't you just cooperate for once? Fuck!" His arm swooped across the table, making the cake fly to the side. It landed on the floor with a squish. Bits of icing flew across and splattered against her cheek. Y/N shrunk in her seat, trying to make herself appear smaller.

Worst birthday ever.

He was so angry. Dabi's thoughts were turning more dark and sinister as the days went on. When he first saw Y/N, he didn't think anything of it. He continued about his day, but then his dreams started to feature disturbing scenarios.

Her face would burn itself into his mind, and he couldn't take it anymore.

Here they were now, with Y/N spending her days being kept in captivity. Shigaraki didn't care what Dabi did, as long as it didn't involve betrayal. He used to tease Dabi about being infatuated with a 'hero', but with a quick little burst of fire Shigaraki was reminded to stay quiet about Dabi's external affairs.

Dabi got up from his seat, and hastily undid the bindings that kept Y/N in her seat. She massaged the splinters out of her skin, and quietly retreated to the bathroom Dabi had provided for her. It was fairly nice; always clean and well kept after. Dabi usually never used it unless he spent more time with Y/N, so the girl had the bathroom all to herself most of the time.

She turned on the shower, and stripped out of her sweat and blood soaked clothes. The hot water was a relief against her skin, and she closed her eyes and started to dream about life.

Y/N was a student at UA, like all of her other friends. But, she was careless. She had been stupid. Her naive mind kept her from seeing how dangerous her surroundings were.

All of her clothes, necessities, and items were provided by Dabi. At first, he made a habit of spoiling her. It was his way of apologizing for the circumstances, but Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of horror and resentment no matter how much money he spent on her. For some reason, Dabi was obsessed with the smell of lavender. Her body wash, shampoo, and conditioner were all lavender scented. Y/N wasn't sure if she liked it or not. In order to keep him semi-calm, she used it anyway.

She was scared to death of his quirk, and even more terrified upon hearing him whisper in his sleep about his family. No one else knew his real name, or his background. Y/N couldn't share these revelations with anyone.

Y/N's eyes flew open when fingers wrapped themselves around her hip, and she gasped when she was pulled back against his chest. The staples that lined his torso and neck dug into her skin, making her cringe.