Can I Get Sum Super Soft Baku Headcannons?

can i get sum super soft baku headcannons?🥺

ofc! So sorry it took me this long :)

I'm still listening to I love you so by the Walters 😭

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Soft!Bakugou x GN!Reader Headcanons

In private he's nothing but soft for you. He might be all brash and rough edges in public but as soon as you're both alone together he's immediately the softest boy for you.

When he wants attention he totally tugs on the loose fabric of your shirt and gives you a passive stare, as if he expects you to read his mind.

Apparently you absolutely can.

When you hug him he's immediately got his arms around you like they were glued there, resting his chin on your shoulder and watching TV with you in your room.

You lay on his chest and your thumb massages his chest lightly, and immediately he is goo. He folds like a lawnchair at the feeling of you doing such a small, seemingly insignificant gesture, and he's totally weak for it.

He's so touchstarved that he even craves your touch and your presence in public too, leading to subtle hand holding and secret kisses.

And the first time you kiss his forehead his knees almost buckle.

It was when he had gotten upset about being, in essence, emotionally constipated (and hey, at least he's self aware) and you had just laughed softly and petted his hair, telling him that he's going about his own personal growth at a pace he finds comfortable, and that he's entitled to that.

This was accompanied by a soft smooch on the forehead and he leaned back against the wall in an attempt to regain his bearings.

You had actually given this stick of TNT butterflies.

Sometimes when he lays down in your bed, he rests his head in your lap while you braid little strands of his hair, and he doesn't say anything about it when you do, but he definately gives you a look when you stop, making you sweatdrop and continue playing with it just to make him stop glaring at you like a brat.

He tends to capture you sometimes too. No, he won't be stopping anytime soon.

Like, you'll be cuddling in bed and his arms are wrapped around you so tight that there is simply no escape.

"Can- uh- can you let--" "No." ... "...Please I need to pee"

He actually laughs at your jokes too. Since the both of you puppies have ~trauma~ he can actually appreciate your humour and one day, after you make a rather crude daddy issue joke he chokes on the soda you gave him and turns away from you. As it turns out you had alomost, almost made him spew soda out of his nose from that little quip, and the choked giggles, as worrying as they were because hey are you okay? can you breathe? were actually making your heart melt.

One time when he catches you oggling his muscles, he shows off even more for you, flexing a little bit, and taking it as motivation to train even harder. He's so proud of himself, because he worked so, so hard to get to this point, and you appreciate the fruits of his hard labour.

He especially loves the way you validate him. Not that he got into the relationship for your validation, of course, because he is Katsuki Bakugou and doesn't need anyone's validation to be himself, and he just genuinely loves you. But when he's feeling a certain way, and he doesn't get invalidated the way he usually does, it does something to him. You actually listen to him, and regularly tell him that it's okay to feel the way he feels, and it fuels his love for you even more because he values your opinion so much.

He especially values your opinion so much because you always know the right thing to say, and you're not just kissing his feet everyday. When he's in the wrong, you'll let him know, because you love him. And he appreciates that.

Sometimes, when he's even more touchstarved than normal, he actually whines when he feels you hug him for the first time in a day. He is so weak for your cuddles and nose kisses, because under that strong exterior, he just wants to be held like he's more than just a weapon for once.

And when you hold his hands like he hasn't obliterated millions of things with them he melts into a little Katsuki-puddle, his thumb brushing over your knuckles as you lift his hand up to cradle it to your chest, and his eyes glaze over with a look you've never seen before. In seconds he's captured you again and he hides his face into your chest so you cant tell he's crying just a little bit.

I read your naruto cuddle piece and it’s so cute and wholesome, could you do one for Gaara , you’re writing is absolutely brilliant

aw thank you so much, that's so sweet! enjoy your gaara content <3

if you have anything you'd like me to change, like the pronouns used or some smaller details feel free to lmk, this this was your request!

If you'd like me to make another copy of this ficlet for a different demographic, please also let me know :)

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Gaara x Fem!Reader - Redheaded Plushtoy

You had been feeling like shit ever since you had officially been deemed unable to work or go out on any missions after a rather taxing battle with another village's damned rogue ninja.

You lay in your bed like god-damned mummy, covered in bandages despite your victory in the battle. It honestly looks worse than it is, the stab wounds weren't even that deep!

The room is silent as you sulk in bed, staring at the wall with a face like thunder because you can't get back to sleep.

"AAH! This is bullshit!"

The bed creaks as you get up to dress yourself, thinking that by the time you get to Gaara at the Kazekage Tower, he'll be wide awake to dote on you and keep you occupied. If you weren't so miserable and pouty right now, you'd find it funny that your relationship has come to a place where you can and will come to his very important glorified house, at his very important job, with his very important colleagues, just to annoy him.

The second your foot is through the main door in front of his desk he sighs tiredly, giving you a stern look and his voice gives you chills as you limp closer, a cheeky grin plastered on your face.

"What are you doing here? Did you walk? You know you're supposed to be in recovery... Right?"

He's not surprised when you completely ignore his worried but somehow still deadpan expression, not answering any of his questions and planting yourself in his lap, all too pleased with yourself for making it here in one piece.

"See? I didn't fall apart on the way here. I'm fine!"

You're met with a rather blunt reply and you mentally curse Naruto for teaching your sweet Gaara sarcasm. Back in Konoha, Naruto falls out of his bed and wacks his head on his nightstand, wondering what the hell just happened.

"You are falling apart, the bandages are just holding you together while you continue to destroy your body."

With that you let out a defeated sigh and your loving boyfriend wraps his arms around your waist to manouvre you, picking you up bridal style and carrying you to the bedroom, the floor above the office. He's ahead of work a little, so he can afford to take the day off to make sure you recover.

"Why must you continuously push yourself like this? You will pay the price sooner or later. I'd rather not have you taken from me because you're impatient and impulsive, honey."

An irk mark appears at your forehead as you listen to him call you, his girlfriend, impatient and impulsive, the casual way he said it striking a real nerve in you and making you prepare a lecture for him so he never calls you that again. You quickly rethink your decision when he speaks again.

"I just don't want to lose you. I've lost so much already, I won't lose you as well..."

What a sweetheart. He's just an absolute sweetheart. You can't even stop yourself from giving him those puppy eyes of yours as you wrap your arms around his neck and cuddle him like he's some kind of plush toy. He's so strong and well built that he makes such a good partner for cuddling.

So when he lays you in his bed you pull him down with you, eliciting a soft smile from the redhead as you stroke the kanji on his forehead and tell him you love him, listening and hugging him harder as he settles into the bed and repeats your words to you in response.

"Shuu Noise" = "Mini squeak"

-shuu

Like a little hamster 😭

can u a bakugo fic where the reader has siren powers like a sonic scream I hc him as partly deaf and she screams and it makes him go fully deaf and there already dating right and he's having a panic attack abt but she knows asl so she comforts him and feels so bad

i'll do my very best :)

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Bakugou x Fem!Reader - Siren

He had never told you.

The air in the training area is thick with tension as you look at what you've done, absolutely destroyed with guilt and heartache at the pain you've put your boyfriend through.

It had all started when you and Katsuki, your boyfriend, had been paired up to train together. Fair enough, just another normal day at UA. That is until you get a little frustrated at your lack of skill in comparison to the bull-headed blonde. He was just destroying everything, bits of rubble flying in every direction as he aims another blast at you, almost setting it off before you swiftly kick his arm out with what seems like the strength of ten men.

With another kick to the chest he's flying backwards, and you square your stance like a wild animal, opening your mouth and unleashing the most piercing, wailing, high-pitched frequency that travels so far and fast that the soundwaves are almost visible in the air.

And it's all thanks your quirk.

The 'Siren' quirk is supposed to make you a wolf in sheeps clothing, attracting prey with a pretty face and irresistible charm, and ensnaring them with a banshee shriek and legs strong enough to make a brick wall crumble in a single kick.

There are a few drawbacks, however. Everyone is vulnerable to your quirk except for women. They dont answet to your cry or your charm.

Another drawback being the, albeit temporary, damage done to yours and others' ears. This is where you start to get a little careless.

You didn't know, okay? Katsuki had never told you about his sensitive hearing for some reason, and as you recover from the ringing in your ears you spot your boyfriend sitting on the floor a few feet away, his head in his hands as he presumably covers his ears. Everyone's staring now, and Aizawa Sensei is quick to get recovery girl to undo the damage that's been done.

While the teachers work to quickly and efficiently help your boyfriend you can't help but to stand there, frozen in shock and desperately hoping that maybe you'll just open your eyes and wake up from this nightmare.

But you don't, and when you realise that this is real, and that somehow you must've really hurt Katsuki, you quickly make your way to him on shaking, unsteady legs, holding back your own tears while you focus on what's more important. Your boyfriend, whom you've just deafened with your stupid quirk.

"Katsuki! Katsuki-... Oh my god, are you okay?! Can you hear me?"

The realisation dawns on you that he can't hear you at all, and is only alerted of your presence by the gentle hand you set on his back. He's seconds away from slapping your hand off of him, when he realises it's you and calms down a little.

You've never seen him looking this frightened before. His bright red eyes stare up into your like a kicked puppy, his body shaking as he whimpers and looks around frantically, his eyes gone glossy with tears that he refuses to shed.

You collect your thoughts as you try to catch a confused and disoriented Katsuki's attention, signing to him once his eyes are on you. He was the one who taught you sign, and maybe you should've realised sooner what he was trying to tell you by doing that...

'I hurt your ears, i'm so sorry. But Recovery Girl is on the way. You'll be fine.'

Your hope that the ASL would've made him feel better only shattered along with your heart as he clings to your shirt with one hand and lays the other on the ground to steady himself while he hyperventilates loudly.

Katsuki is having a panic attack. And it's all because you fucked up. You just wish you could go back in time and fix things.

You need to stop getting distracted. You rub Katsuki's back and comfort him as best as you can, shooing away your curious and worried classmates and letting Katsuki bury his head into your lap and cry in privacy. He's so strong... and you're falling apart.

After a feew minutes of Katsuki's panickin, the school nurse comes quickly to his aid, giving him a quick peck on the cheek and saying that he'll need to come to her office when he's well rested to do a hearing test. The blonde doesn't catch this, as he's fallen asleep in your lap, but you make sure to plan a visit after you help Katsuki back to his room. taking it upon yourself to fix your mistake and pay the price for your carelessness.

Hi, I have a scenario request! So Erza has been noticing that the reader has started acting strange around her, stuff like leaving the room whenever she enters, staring at her and immediately turning away when she notices, jumping at the sound of her voice. After she’s had enough she corners them and demands to know what their problem is. With this, they actually confess that they’ve had a crush on her for awhile and have been avoiding her because they think they “don’t have a chance in the world to be with someone as amazing as her”. How does she react to all this? (Sorry if this is too specific, I’m just starving for Erza content)

Of course! This is a little short but if you'd like more or a part two lmk! :)

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Erza x Reader - No Chance

Erza had simply had enough. She was starting to get really annoyed by you constantly avoiding her. What had she done wrong?... Had she done something to offend you?

You had been avoiding her for about a month now, and she had really started to worry that she had scared you off or something, because every time she had entered the same room as you by coincidence or had joined a conversation that had involved you, you would dart off in the opposite direction.

She had already spoken to Mira about how much it had bothered her, and how she can barely even catch wind of you, let alone apologise for what she might have done. It really had put a damper on her mood, and it had started to affect her during missions. She would be distracted and quiet, and less charismatic and confident. Even Lucy could see that soemething was wrong.

In reality, you were just crushing on the redheaded mage. And badly. She was so sure of herself all of the time and she always knew what to do when the pressure is high. You couldn't help but be attracted to someone so strong and brave and pure of heart, honestly you think that there would be something wrong with anyone who doesn't melt at the very sight of her.

You hadn't realised that she'd had her eye on you too. Her eyes would scan over your form whenever she had the chance to look and she so desperately wanted to talk to you, to see more of your personality, your strength, trying to guage just how you would fair in a battle of wits and resolve.

She'd finally had enough when she had caught you looking dead at her from across the guildhall, with a look of wonder in your eyes, only to snap your head away and take off from the table you were sitting at when Erza had looked back. She furrowed her eyebrows and slammed her hands on the table, the chair behind her scraping against wooden flooring loudly as she got up in persuit of you. You're not getting away this time.

For the first time, she catches up to you, staring you down and forcing you to tear your gaze away as she stops you outside of the guildhall, bombarding you with questions while she looks at you impatiently, her arms crossed as she waits for an answer.

"Why have you been avoiding me? I would like to apologise if I have done something to offend you, but I can't think of anything I've done to deserve the cold shoulder... We've barely spoken and yet you seem to be angry with me."

You were genuinely shocked. You thought that she would have absolutely no interest in talking to you outside of missions and things, so you had completely avoided her in an attempt to stave off a heartbreak and forget the feelings that you have. It wasn't working but you have the right to delude yourself if you wanted to.

So now that she's standing in front of you, asking why you've been avoiding her, you practically melt into the floor. Your cheeks have turned bright red as you have no other option but to look directly into her eyes, and you suddenly find yourself too weak to lie to her.

"I- I'm so sorry, Erza! The truth is that I think I might be in love with you! -I know this is sudden and it's unproffessional, but I can't stop myself from feeling the way I do- so I've been avoiding you because I could never live up to the standard of your ideal suiter. Someone like me could never- would never have the chance of being good enough for you-..."

At some point you had averted your gaze to the ground, too ashamed to face the one you had grown to fall in love with, so you're truly surprised when you're met with Erza's soft voice, regarding you with the kind of fondness that she saves for close friends. It has your heart thumping in your chest and your stomach turning as she speaks.

"... Idiot... You could've at least told me that you liked me. This would've been much easier then. I truly don't know why you think so low of yourself when I think the world of you... Maybe we should talk more over something to eat..."

Did you just hear that correctly? Is she asking you on a date?!

Maybe you aren't as hopeless as you thought you were...

Aizawa x adult! Quirkless! Reader (romantic)and reader comes home with a few injuries on they're arms and legs so they stumbling

-Shuu

ofc shuu <3

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Warning: Mentions of violence, blood...

Aizawa x Reader - Wounded

You breathe shakily as you stumble through the door of your shared home with Shouta, your hands shaking violently and your legs unsteady.

You were jumped on your way home and left beaten in an alleyway, and you can only sob quietly as you stumble and drag yourself home. It hurts so badly, and you can only thank whatever Gods you can think of that you escaped with your dignity.

Blood ran down your legs in little rivulets from the slices on your thighs, left by the blade of one of your attackers who had basically mauled you when you struggled. You're covered in dirt and grime and blood is smeared on your thighs and knees, along with your arms anf your face which is now swelling around the bruise on your cheek. You couldn't even call your boyfriend because your phone was taken along with any change that could've been used for a payphone.

Tears stream down your face and mix with your blood and mascara, leaving dark teartracks down your face, which is one of the first things Shouta notices as you walk through the door, the first thing being your scared hiccups from the other side of the front door. He had come to let you in because he could hear you struggling with the keys, your hands were shaking so violently that you couldnt hold the key still. But as he got closer he heard your shuddered breaths and your little sniffles.

As soon as you saw him you were straight away in his arms, cuddling him and crying into his shirt.

Rage quickly bubbles up inside of your lover as he sees you like this, so broken and afraid, and after that comes the absolutely crushing guilt that came because he didn't know. He wasn't there with you when you needed him the most and he would never forgive himself for it.

The next few hours or so were used to patch up and disinfect your injuries and bathe together. Your loving partner ran you a warm bubble bath and cuddled you all throughout it, petting your hair and stroking your cheek with the rough pad of his thumb in little circular motions.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there... Does it still hurt as much?"

You shake your head in response, shifting in his grip and making space to kiss him on the lips very briefly, the show of affection and understanding cutting through the tension in the room like a knife.

"None of that, now... it was scary-... 's fucking terrifying- but it's over now. It happened and it wasn't your failt. Shit happens. I'm okay..."

Shouta lets out a heavy sigh as he looks you over once again, his long hair wet and shining under the light in the bathroom, just begging you to touch it, and you do, running your fingers through soft strands and finding comfort in your lover's quiet groan.

The night is spent watching movies with him as he gives you a massage and lays butterfly kisses over your skin, brushing your hair for you and leaving his down because he knows how you like to braid it and play with it. He's so thoughtful, and he takes such good care of you. It makes you want to marry him, and you entertain the thought for a while as it becomes a serious possibility in your mind.

You had just never thought about marriage before, really. You were happy where you were and remain to be happy there, so you never really thought about the 'next steps' or anything. But being married?...

You look at his ringless finger longingly, pressing your cheek to his chest and holding his hand while he moves a little braid out of the way, the hippie braids suiting him in a way that you didn't really think about when you first did it.

You could get used to this.