Thanks for requesting InSaNiTyOtAkUeVe (wow ur names hard to write!) hope you enjoy! Btw I made Todoroki more of an obsessive yandere (possessive over lover, will kill any obstacles, and or torture lover into loving them) while the reader is more of a stalker yandere (knows anything about them, will resort to killing as final method, will change any aspect to their lovers liking.)
Quirk- Polaroid: User can take pictures of whatever they see and can print it out through the slots in their wrists.
For the nth time today, I monotonously declined a confession. No I am not prissy, I'm just not interested.
There is one boy I would cross oceans for. His name is Shouto Todoroki. We usually meet in a secluded area in a park.
Our meeting was by chance, but I am forever thankful to have met him.
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I was crying on a park bench, fearful at what was to become of me. I was fired, yet again, for standing up for myself.
Cold and alone, I bawled.
"Miss...?" I raised my head to see a boy my age.
I wiped my glistening eyes, then I replied with a croaky voice, "Yes?"
"W-would you like to go someone, less populated?" He must have realized what he said and stutter, "I'm not going to hurt you. I mean you wouldn't want many people seeing you in this condition."
I reluctantly nodded my head and followed him. He lead me through bushes and trees with strained bases.
Eventually we arrived at a small opening surrounded with flowers.
"I come here," he took a deep breath, "when I argue with my father."
After that sentence we talked for hours upon hours. And then we met every other day there, even in the winter, though we would relocate to a nearby cafe.
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One day he had came to visit me at a bakery I worked at. It was that fateful day when, I knew he was the one.
My co-worker was, being a bit too touchy feely. "P-please stop..."
"Oh c'mon...don't be a prude."
The smell of burnt wood came to my nose.
"She said stop."
And that was the first day I witnessed and assisted in murder.
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After that day we eloped, much to his father's disliking, and moved to a small apartment. He still attended U.A, with a lot of my persuasion. While I sold images with the use of my quirk.
He had once told me of his ideal family life. He wanted a wife who stayed at home, and cooked and cleaned. I became that wife. He wanted me to assist him with the murder of his father, I helped.
In our quaint apartment, I have a room filled to the brim with pictures of him. I often go in there to calm myself, while if he saw me in there, he would stare at me with loving eyes.
People may say we are a dysfunctional humans and not upstanding. But I say we are in a perfectly healthy relationship.
Hoped you liked InSaNiTyOtAkUeVe! It was kinda hard for me to write a yandere reader, but I hope I lived up to your expectations! Request again anytime!