MHA M!Yandere x Reader Oneshots

Control Me Pt. 2 🤍🍋

Hitoshi Shinso x Reader (3RD POV)

(TW: Rushed smut, extreme anxiety, sleep paralysis)

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That night, she laid awake and never shut her eyes. Not even to blink.

The shadows in her bedroom contorted into the shape of Shinso, quietly mocking her throughout the night. Y/N couldn't move. She tried to raise her arms up, but her entire body was limp. No matter how loud she screamed inside her mind, her body refused to move.

His face lurked in the shadows, and his voice would sound so close to her ear. Out of her peripheral vision, she couldn't see anything though. It was simply nothing, but her mind feared worse.

When morning came, Y/N nearly jumped out of bed when she realized she could move. She flexed her fingers, and then clenched the soft sheets below. Her eyes felt heavy, yet light at the same time. They burned viciously, and even when she put in eye drops, it still hurt.

She didn't want to go to school. Y/N didn't want to confirm what happened the day before. The clothes he had hurriedly bought were in the corner of her room, messily ripped apart with the tags laying on the floor. The dress she had tried on when he violated her was the worst. Someone wouldn't even be able to tell what it used to be. She considered lighting a fire and burning everything.

In a daze, Y/N slipped on her uniform and shoes. She walked to school, with her eyes glazed over and unfocused.

"Y/N! How are you—?" Tsuyu came running up to her side, letting out the occasional ribbit. "Hey...are you alright? You look like you've seen something." Her tongue flopped out of her mouth, and her big eyes stared up at Y/N.

"Yeah...I'm fine." The girl brushed Tsuyu's fingers off her shoulder, and sped up her pace on the sidewalk. She didn't hear the upset ribbit behind her.

U.A's exterior shined against the morning sun, looking joyful on the outside. Y/N slowly walked inside, tensing up whenever someone would accidentally bump against her. She walked upstairs, navigating to class 1-A.

Class 1-B was nearby, with several of its students flocking inside. Y/N choked seeing Shinso lean against Class 1-A's doorway, and he smirked when his eyes landed on her. His hands came out of his pockets, and reached for her form.

Y/N went stiff feeling his arms encase her being, and simply went limp. Shinso used his strength to keep her at his level, and tilted his head confusedly.

"You alright? Did I scare you?" His purple eyes stared down into hers, but she knew better.

Don't answer his questions. Don't respond to him.

"Oh, Y/N! Good morning!" Midoriya, as usual, came barreling out of the classroom to greet Y/N. He paused noticing the tension, and felt the urge to step in. When assessing the situation, Midoriya grimaced seeing how tight Shinso was gripping his friend's arms. Her face was sheet white, and her teeth chattered. It wasn't cold upstairs.

Before Midoriya could make a move, Bakugou stormed past and pushed Shinso away. He collided with the opposite wall, frowning.

"What's got you so upset, Bakugou?" Shinso crossed his arms, waiting for the right moment.