MHA M!Yandere x Reader Oneshots

Soulmates Pt. 2 ❤️💚🧡🍈

Shoto Todoroki x Reader x Izuku Midoriya x Katsuki Bakugou
@cqween ❤️💚🧡
(3rd POV)
(TW: Non-Con)
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Quiet, lonely, miserable.

Y/N started to cry, hating how lonely she felt. There was a camera hidden somewhere in the room, but she didn't know where. They said if she did anything she wasn't supposed to, she'd be hurt.

Even though her room was fully furnished, probably with Shoto's finances, it still felt empty. Y/N had no one but the microscopic organisms to talk to, and maybe herself.

She could hear their footsteps above the ceiling, prowling around as if nothing was wrong. They all shared a house, solely coming together just for Y/N. During each school day, one of them would stay home while the other two would attend school. She could just barely hear the voices of Uraraka, Tsu, and Mineta.

Desperately, she screamed against the fabric stuffing her mouth. It muffled nearly every noise Y/N tried to make.

Their laughter could be heard from where Y/N was being kept. Why couldn't it have been one of them instead? If only she had one soulmate and not three, she wouldn't be tossed around like a ragdoll.

The sound of the front door being shut made Y/N tense. Then, it became quiet. There was no more laughter, and it was dead silent. Did those three leave with them?

Y/N nearly sobbed when she heard their voices. They hadn't left, and were instead walking to her room. Their footsteps were heavy against the basements stairs. The doorknob to her room was unlocked, and then the door opened.

"Merry Christmas, Y/N!"

His child-like happiness made her cringe. Y/N kept her back to the wall, and her head down. Sometimes when she wanted to be left alone, which was all the time, they would listen and go away. But this time they didn't want to leave.

She felt him adjusting the Santa hat on her head, giggling when it kept sliding off. It was too big for her. Katsuki was leaned against the wall, rolling his eyes. He wanted to snatch the damn thing off her head.

Like always, Shoto was being a creepy fuck by hiding in the corner. Y/N was almost positive he wasn't blinking. Maybe something was going on inside his head.

All three of them felt it. The burning in their chest, the overflowing desire to keep Y/N all to themselves. They didn't want to share her, not even with each other. But, there was no other way. While they didn't necessarily like it, they had no choice but to accept it.

"So, what'd you do today, Y/N?" Izuku asked, carefully dragging the brush through her hair. She hated it. She hated him touching her.

"I had to listen to all of you fucking around upstairs. What else would I be doing, Izuku?"

The brush in her hair stopped midway, before harshly pulling down. Y/N yelped, massaging the sore area on her scalp. Before she could turn around, she was pulled away.

"Hurt her again, I fucking dare you-"

"-Hey! Give her back to me!"

Y/N would never say it out loud, but honestly, she liked Katsuki the most. While he was a typical hothead, he was still more sentient than the other two. He knew when something was enough.