A/N: Wow ok writing this scenario was truly an experience for me. I've never written for a reader like this before, and I apologize greatly if I ended up getting their perspective completely wrong 😰😣 I tried to get it as close as I could, again I apologize if I got it completely wrong. I ended up focussing on the "bad anxiety" bit waaaay more than I should've since I can relate to that on a spiritual level. I hope this scenario isn't total garbage tho ;-;
(MAJOR thank you to @TheDankMemeMaster to giving me useful tips for writing this scenario 🥺🙏 )
Request: How about a Yandere Bakugou, Shoto and Izuku with a female autistic reader who also suffers from really bad anxiety?
Word Count: 1502
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Holding your knees close, you scrunched up into a ball as you hid behind the door of the small bathroom in a corner. Scratch marks littered your bare arms as you rocked yourself back and forth, squeezing your eyes shut as you tried to focus on your breathing. It was all so overwhelming. Too overwhelming. You just wanted to go home back to your family. It was the only thing you wished for.
They say that they love you and care about you, but if they truly did, they wouldn't have ever done...
this.
Tears began forming in your eyes as you felt your hands making their way to your arms once again, as if by instinct. Before you could scratch the unbearable itch that had formed on your body, the door opened, scaring the hell out of you. You let out a small yelp as you saw Bakugou enter your room, looking around until his eyes landed on your smaller form, shaking in fear.
"Y/N, c'mon, you gotta eat some food. You should be pretty hungry right about now," he spoke calmly, bending down to your level and trying his best to be non-threatening. You looked away from him, your hand going to your shoulder and scratching. "Hey, stop that. You'll break the skin-" he spoke, reaching over and grabbing your hand, causing you to have a small spasm and start yelling, pulling on your wrist as hard as you could. "L-let me go!!!" your weak voice spat out.
At this point, Bakugou attempted pulling you into a hug, you immediately retracting and cried harder. You heard frantic footsteps entering into your room, and through your blurry vision saw Todoroki pull Bakugou away, scolding him, and Midoriya hugging you close, shushing you and combing his hands through your hair.
You hated all of them, an unchangeable fact you knew very well at this point, but when it came to being comforted, you had ended up favoring Midoriya out of the three of the boys, his hugs feeling more safe than the other two. You hated them and yourself for embracing in the comfort, but you couldn't deny how your breathing calmed and the slow of tears as Midoriya muttered quiet words of comfort to you.
"Why'd you leave her alone, Bakugou?" Todoroki spoke up, glaring at the angry blonde. "The fuck do you mean?! You know how she gets, she was begging me to leave her alone for a bit! I figured she'd be fine for a few minutes in the bathroom. I didn't think she'd-" "Stop with the excuses, Bakugou. You should know better," Todoroki remarked. Bakugou growled and grabbed Shoto's collar, beginning to yell. "I should know better?! Whenever she freaks out you just stand there like an idiot because you're too afraid to do shit-"
"Shh!" Midoriya spoke, pulling you close and picking you up, arms held securely around you as your head was nestled into his neck, yet your hands still gripping his shirt from stress. "You both need to know better, alright? Now we need to eat dinner, and you both aren't going to fight. Understood?" Midoriya glared at the two, shutting up Todoroki and just causing Bakugou to swear at them both under his breath.
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