MHA M!Yandere x Reader Oneshots

Dark Sanctuary 💜

Shigaraki x Reader

(TW: Mentions of illusion and mental illness, sexual abuse, and psychological trauma)

No quirks, AU.

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The verdict ruled that you were confirmed to be mentally insane. Instead of sending you away to prison, they issued you to the famous asylum.

This asylum was known for housing the most criminally insane people; people who would tear your eyes from your sockets and laugh. Most reporters refused to go inside, because once you were in their grasp, they wouldn't let you go.

The nurses guided you to the doctor's office where he evaluated newcomers. You didn't like answering his questions. He asked certain things that made you quiver in your seat, and would come a little too close for comfort. With a documentation of your mentality, he opened the door and gave you a passing smile.

You could see what lied beneath his dark irises that others couldn't.

All of the other patients swarmed the cafeteria, some more sickening than others. You couldn't decide whether you really did belong here or not. Some people would crush their skulls against the wall, and the staff would wait until last minute to pull them away. They liked to see the patients lose their minds, and felt pleasure from seeing how miserable everyone was.

Whispers of your arrival floated throughout the asylum, mainly among the patients. Rumors of your looks made it's way to Shigaraki's ears.

He had to see you for himself, of course.

There, in the middle of the cafeteria, you sat by yourself. You looked so lonely, so unaware of the darkness that loomed over your shoulder. Anything could snatch you up in a quick second, and no one would ever know.

Shigaraki refused to wear the shoes provided by the facility, so you never heard him creep up behind you. When he did, you didn't so much as flinch. If anything, his presence annoyed you. You wanted to be left alone; alone to ponder your thoughts and to think of an escape route.

"Hey, my name is Tomura Shigaraki...I've already heard of yours..." His voice was...scratchy. Threatening. Unwelcome around your ears.

This newfound negative aura was drilling itself deep into your skull. The memories that landed you in this place started to come back. After trying for so long to forget, they came crashing back like a tidal wave. All because of this man.

Said man was scruffy and creepy-looking. His hair was blue and shaggy, and the way his lips bled whenever they stretched made you cringe. The skin around his face and neck were severely damaged and raw. It made you feel unsafe.

With a huff, you moved to another table towards the windows instead. Normally, any other person would catch the hint and walk away. Not this time. Like a cat following a mouse, he sauntered towards your table once again and plopped down even closer beside you. The side of his thighs touched yours, and his breath made wisps of your hair blow to the side.

His arm snakes around your midsection, pulling you close to his side. Tomura's lips grazed the shell of your ear, before parting to speak. "I like you, do you like me?" His fingers dug into your side.

With a startled gasp, you jumped up from your seat and stared at him in shock. He simply smiled and repeated the question. Other patients were looking from afar, with their eyebrows raised to their forehead.

"Oh no...she's doomed."

"Better hope he gets bored of her fast..."

"What a shame..."