Hello Hello! I Just Found Your Blog Through Your Ichigo Post And It Was Absolutely Straight Deliciousness

Hello hello! I just found your blog through your Ichigo post and it was absolutely 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 straight deliciousness

May I request some SFW and NSFW boyfriend and girlfriend headcanons with Ichigo?

Ofc you may <3

No joke I love ichigo sm he doesn't get nearly as much love as he should

If you want a male version, drop me a pm and I'll be happy to oblige :) or if you wanna remain anonymous, drop an ask and let me know exactly which post you're talking about :)

Warning: Some NSFW content, mentions of blood...

Masterlist <3

Ichigo Boyfriend Scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

The first time he had actually met one of your cats was before he even met you.

He had been walking down an alleyway to get home, unknowingly passing by your own house as he carried his schoolbag over his shoulder. In the silence of the isolated alley, he suddenly heard a 'mraow' coming from a nearby torbie cat, which was staring up at him from in front of the gate to your house, as if it was expecting something.

He was a little creeped out and to be honest, he was expecting it to start talking at him much like Yoroichi would. He looked around shiftily, a little unnerved as the harmless little creature stared dead into his soul.

The carrot-top was seconds away from just turning around and walking away until the cat mewled at him again, strolling closer to plop down on his feet and start purring and rolling around, making the boy sweatdrop.

"What do you want from me? I don't have food-..."

He just couldn't keep himself from crouching down the give the soft fur a few pets, watching with a ghost of a smile on his face as the cat headbutted his hand and blinked slowly at him.

So when the two of you had first gotten together and you had invited him over to hang out one day, he was surprised to see that you lived so close by. You had mentioned living only a few minutes away, but he didn't think you'd live on the same street. He had never seen you walking to school or anything, but as it turns out, that was because you liked using the main roads and going through the other entrance because that street is more lit up and less creepy.

Then it made sense. He was about to comment but he stopped short when he had seen the infamous cat sitting on your couch, looking awefully pleased with itself. Over time he had come to think that this cat was a stray, and had stopped to pet her almost every day - he had fed her treats, even given her a nickname.

"Hey, I know you-..."

You were surprised to see your boyfriend walk up to your absolute creature of a cat and start petting her, since she's usually a little hostile to strangers, and can be a bit of a bitch at times. She's well known by neighbours as this dubious little little gremlin, and has earned a bit of a reputation for being a menace - a threat, if you will.

And yet, she just sits there, purring and headbutting your man like an angel as if she hadn't literally gifted you your neighbours live gerbil as a present this morning. You had spent almost two hours strying to catch the damn thing and were halfway contemplating setting fire to the house and moving away while she watched. You absolutely adore her though, and she had been sitting on your lap all day until you had to leave to pick Ichigo up.

He just stroked her while she let him, and you simply stood there in shock, joining him hesitantly as you stare at your cat, Toaster, like she's grown a second head.

"So... she hasn't... bitten you? Maybe stolen your credit card info? gifted you a beetle?"

Okay. Now Ichigo stares at you like you've grown a second head. Jeez, you were only joking... sort of. She is a bit of a biter.

"I even named her and everything, I thought she was a stray. I named her Beef."

"That's... an interesting name, not like I can really talk though, since I named her Toaster..."

The two of you spoke like this, talking about your cat and you share horror stories like this morning with him, making him almost choke on his laugh while you both sit snuggled together on the couch, watching a movie with Toaster-Beef stretched across both of your laps.

He walks in on you changing

You had just gotten out of the shower, wrapped in a small towel as rivulets of now cold water trickle down your skin. Your pyjamas lay on your bed as you drop the towel that hid your body, reaching for the oversized shirt which you definitely stole from ichigo.

You just barely manage to pull it over tits before you hear the click of the door opening, and in comes your boyfriend - your boyfriend, that has a key to your house, which you hadn't even thought about since you'd given it to him. In his hands he holds your chemistry textbook, and you hadn't even realised that you'd left it at his house on accident. You can't really focus on that right now, though, as he pauses and stares straight at your ass and your hips, entranced by the sight in front of him.

You let out an indignified squeal as your brain finally starts rebooting, pulling down your shirt to hide yourself while that dumbass just looks at you and smiles, admiring how pretty you are.

"Get out, dumbass!-"

The two of you are close enough to be comfortable seeing eachother naked by now, but this was so sudden and you hadn't the chance to mentally steel yourself beforehand, so you end up blushing like a wobbly mess and swatting at him to get him to leave, a little miffed at the interruption.

His cheeks are dusted pink as you pout at him, and all he can think of is how cute you are, and how much he fucking adores you.

"You're so cute..."

You flush. With that dumb, stupid look on his stupid face, how could you kick him out? You practically melt and release a defeated sigh, pretending to still be annoyed, but he's just so adorable you wanna see what other cute faces this man can make, and you wonder just how red that blush can get.

It's dark outside, so the curtains are drawn and the lights are low, since you replaced your normal bulb with fairy lights that you had impulsively put everywhere, and around the room hang little Polaroid photos of you and Ichigo and some of your family, a few depicting days out with your friends. The air is warm and you shut your door as you stand in front of your man, blinking up at him and smirking when his eyebrows furrow. Good... He's starting to get bashful. What a cutie.

The lighting in the room reflects on his skin as well as your own, and he looks like a piece of art, backed against the wall and blushing like this. It surely doesn't help that you're not wearing any underwear.

Your body slowly leans against him, your legs slotted together and your thigh resting snug against his clothed dick. Ichigo looks feverous with excitement, and you rest your cheek against his, leaning on your tip toes so you're able to reach.

"Like what you see?..."

It's literally not possible to not tease him, and he shudders a little as you grind your leg against him just barely, his hands quickly grabbing onto your waist and lower back to pull you closer, leaning down to kiss you on the lips like he's starved of touch. He only pulls away when you moan quietly into his mouth, smirking at you and pressing a light nip to your neck before talking back.

"What do you think?"

It's not long before he grinds his thigh up against the heat of your pussy, immitating the way that you've been teasing him and he pushes you harder against his thigh by your hips, eliciting a pleased purr from you.

You get a new piercing

It's hot in Karakura town, so when Orihime suggests a pool party, everyone immediately agrees with enthusiasm.

Everyone's chattering excitedly on the way to the public, outdoors pool, but you're a little bummed that you can't go in. That didn't stop you from bringing your new swimsuit though, since you're planning on taking the opportunity to tan. Orihime already knows that you can't get tempted to swim or else you risk your still-healing belly piercing getting infected. It's only been about four months.

Ichigo, on the other hand, does not know this information. He walks along beside you, having a conversation with Chad that you weren't really listening to. Suddenly, you realise that you haven't actually told him about your latest body mod, and you hum quietly, thinking to yourself that he's in for a surprise once you change out of your clothes and strip down to your swimsuit.

You had bought a cute bikini just for this occasion, and you're absolutely obsessed with it, as well as Orihime and Rukia, and of course, Chizuru. The top half of the bikini has little heart shaped links that connect the bra to the straps, and the piece is a cute light green to match the bottom, which has the same little heart link at the hips.

Once you all arrive at the pool, everyone splits into boys and girls to change, and you part with Ichigo with a quick peck to his cheek.

Okay, maybe you had just done that to make him look cool in front of his friends. Maybe to embarrass him just a little too...

Mizuiro and Keigo give him a pat on the back as he blushes and grumbles, and you laugh with Rukia because she saw right through your evil scheme.

In the girls changing room you get literally bombarded with complements and hugs, everyone studying the shiny, dangling jewellery and your piercing, that's in its final stages of healing. Already you're feeling bashful and your self esteem is higher than before, so when you walk out to meet the guys you're met with Keigo's heart eyes, specifically.

Immediately he is smacked straight in the nose as Ichigo stares at you, not even bothering to look at him or shake out his fist as his eyes lock onto your belly and stay there. He looks amazed and confused all at the same time, taking in the change and wondering how long it's been there. How long has it been since he's last seen you naked? Damn...

You can almost tell what he's thinking and you snicker a little, your abdomen fluttering while you smile up at him, hoping that this is a positive reaction.

You don't have to hope for very long. Immediately he's ushering you away to a qieter part of the pool to inspect it while everyone else is distracted, almost leaning in to touch it before you swat his hands away.

"No touching, babe... It still hurts."

"Oh- sorry... How long has it been there? Why didn't you tell me? Did you think I wouldn't like it...?"

He's giving you puppy eyes at this point, and you coo at him and grab his face, holding it in your hands and smushing his cheeks together as you go on a little rant in your head about how cute and baby and squishy and adorable he is, communicating all of these thoughts into a little kiss.

His reaction is priceless. His nose scrunches up and he wriggles out of your reach, embarrassed at the PDA and slinking into the pool a couple of feet away. He's still facing you, but he's got his arms crossed on the side of the pool, resting his chin on his forearm.

Just to get a little closer to him, you scooch forward and kick a leg over him so that his face is close to your belly and the little dangling playboy bunny that catches the light, your legs spread at either side of his elbows.

"Nah. I mean... I was a little anxious I guess, but I mainly just wanted to surprise you with it."

He still couldn't take his eyes off of the cute little playboy bunny, completely entranced by it.

He sees you crying

Everything that could've gone wrong today, did exactly that. You had gotten into an argument with an upperclassman about your uniform and lack of work ethic at the very beginning of the day, you'd got your failed math test back, Ichigo was out all day doing Soul Reaper work, it had started raining on your way back from school and on top of it all, you might be coming down with a cold.

The first thing you do when you get home is storm to your bedroom, soaking wet with rain water and absolutely freezing cold, and change into your pyjamas to hide under the covers until next week.

Slow tears irritate your cheeks and leave your eyes red as you sob into your pillow, not hearing Ichigo walking up the steps to your room after greeting your mother, who knew to leave you alone and not overwhelm you after a bad day.

He had gotten to the top of the stairs when he heard your hiccupped breathing, his eyebrows furrowing when he starts to worry about you. Were you crying? What happened? Do you want to be alone? He wants to comfort you so badly, but he doesn't know what's upset you, and how he should go about comforting you, even. What if he just makes you more upset?

Eventually, he decides that he's far too worried to back away like a bad partner, and he tentatively knocks on your door, saying your name so that you know it's him. The hallway he's standing in is dark and the only light is coming from the kitchen downstairs where your mom is and the dim, blue glow peeking from beneath your door. After he gets no answer from you, he opens the door slowly, shutting it behind him and letting out a strained breath, greeted with the sight of you huddled in your blankets and the sound of you crying softly into your pillow.

"Hey, It's okay, come on... You're okay, what happened? Do you want to talk?"

After getting a shake of your head in response he tilts his head and pets your hair, knowing that it relaxes you when he does that. The bed creaks under the pressure of your boyfriend joining you under your duvet, and his large hand cradles the back of your head, guiding you to cry into his chest.

And that you do. You sniffle and weep into his shirt, probably ruining it with all sorts of cursed, snotty fluids.

When you've finally cried all of your tears you find yourself feeling much better with Ichigo's comfort. He didn't make you talk when you just wanted to cry, and he gave you the quiet support you needed once he got the hint. Life is so much better with him, and all of your problems seem to disappear as soon as he's in your sight.

You bleed on his bed

You had woken up in the middle of the night with the worst cramps you've had in a while, and in your disoriented and tired state it takes a few more seconds of processing before you realise what this must mean.

Not now, and most definately not here-...

Well, it's now, and it's here.

You quickly shimmy out of your boyfriend's arms, trying to assess the damage you've made to Ichigo's sheets, and damn. He's gonna need to buy new sheets. There are tears already forming in your eyes already as you stop freeze, listening to the soft, relaxed breaths of the occupant of the bed, his bed.

It's not even close to being light outside yet, and the birds are silent outside, the only light in the room being from Ichigo's analogue clock. It's two in the morning.

The stain on the bed is the size of a dinner plate and your shorts are in bad condition, your inner thighs stained with the blood that still drips. The feeling has nausea bubbling in your stomach in chest as you rush to the bathroom quietly, panicking about how Ichigo will react. Shit. Okay. Just get in the shower and refresh yourself first.

You spend a good fifteen minutes in the shower, trying to avoid the outside world for a little while as stress pours through your veins, long strands of hair sticking to your body under the spray of hot water, easing your cramps just a little.

You feel so bad for ruining his matress, and you're gonna have to wake him up to change the sheets and face what you've done. This is literally so embarrassing that you want to curl up into a ball and stop existing.

As you finally get out of the shower you dry and dress yourself, using a pad and slipping a dirty pair of Ichigo's sweats, but when you walk out of the door, Ichigo's sitting on new sheets, reading a book with a pair of reading glasses that he knows you think are adorable.

He's facing you now, looking up from his book and smiling up at you softly, and it doesn't take long for you to crawl into his arms and whine, cradling your belly as you apologise and hide your face in his lap.

He only strokes his fingers through your hair and covers you with a blanket, telling you that it's okay, and that it's not your fault.

"It's just natural. Besides, am I, of all people, gonna be phazed by a little blood...?"

When he puts it that way you realise how paranoid you were being before, considering that his clothes get stained with a new injury every other day.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Better than before, at least... 'm still sorry."

He just laughs quietly and hands you a painkiller and some water, shifting his legs so that you sit up and pressing a peck to your neck as you ready yourself to go back to sleep, the two of you cuddling as the bedside lamp is turned off.

Hello hello! I just found your blog through your Ichigo post and it was absolutely 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 straight deliciousness

May I request some SFW and NSFW boyfriend and girlfriend headcanons with Ichigo?

Ofc you may <3

No joke I love ichigo sm he doesn't get nearly as much love as he should

If you want a male version, drop me a pm and I'll be happy to oblige :) or if you wanna remain anonymous, drop an ask and let me know exactly which post you're talking about :)

Warning: Some NSFW content, mentions of blood...

Masterlist <3

Ichigo Boyfriend Scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

The first time he had actually met one of your cats was before he even met you.

He had been walking down an alleyway to get home, unknowingly passing by your own house as he carried his schoolbag over his shoulder. In the silence of the isolated alley, he suddenly heard a 'mraow' coming from a nearby torbie cat, which was staring up at him from in front of the gate to your house, as if it was expecting something.

He was a little creeped out and to be honest, he was expecting it to start talking at him much like Yoroichi would. He looked around shiftily, a little unnerved as the harmless little creature stared dead into his soul.

The carrot-top was seconds away from just turning around and walking away until the cat mewled at him again, strolling closer to plop down on his feet and start purring and rolling around, making the boy sweatdrop.

"What do you want from me? I don't have food-..."

He just couldn't keep himself from crouching down the give the soft fur a few pets, watching with a ghost of a smile on his face as the cat headbutted his hand and blinked slowly at him.

So when the two of you had first gotten together and you had invited him over to hang out one day, he was surprised to see that you lived so close by. You had mentioned living only a few minutes away, but he didn't think you'd live on the same street. He had never seen you walking to school or anything, but as it turns out, that was because you liked using the main roads and going through the other entrance because that street is more lit up and less creepy.

Then it made sense. He was about to comment but he stopped short when he had seen the infamous cat sitting on your couch, looking awefully pleased with itself. Over time he had come to think that this cat was a stray, and had stopped to pet her almost every day - he had fed her treats, even given her a nickname.

"Hey, I know you-..."

You were surprised to see your boyfriend walk up to your absolute creature of a cat and start petting her, since she's usually a little hostile to strangers, and can be a bit of a bitch at times. She's well known by neighbours as this dubious little little gremlin, and has earned a bit of a reputation for being a menace - a threat, if you will.

And yet, she just sits there, purring and headbutting your man like an angel as if she hadn't literally gifted you your neighbours live gerbil as a present this morning. You had spent almost two hours strying to catch the damn thing and were halfway contemplating setting fire to the house and moving away while she watched. You absolutely adore her though, and she had been sitting on your lap all day until you had to leave to pick Ichigo up.

He just stroked her while she let him, and you simply stood there in shock, joining him hesitantly as you stare at your cat, Toaster, like she's grown a second head.

"So... she hasn't... bitten you? Maybe stolen your credit card info? gifted you a beetle?"

Okay. Now Ichigo stares at you like you've grown a second head. Jeez, you were only joking... sort of. She is a bit of a biter.

"I even named her and everything, I thought she was a stray. I named her Beef."

"That's... an interesting name, not like I can really talk though, since I named her Toaster..."

The two of you spoke like this, talking about your cat and you share horror stories like this morning with him, making him almost choke on his laugh while you both sit snuggled together on the couch, watching a movie with Toaster-Beef stretched across both of your laps.

He walks in on you changing

You had just gotten out of the shower, wrapped in a small towel as rivulets of now cold water trickle down your skin. Your pyjamas lay on your bed as you drop the towel that hid your body, reaching for the oversized shirt which you definitely stole from ichigo.

You just barely manage to pull it over tits before you hear the click of the door opening, and in comes your boyfriend - your boyfriend, that has a key to your house, which you hadn't even thought about since you'd given it to him. In his hands he holds your chemistry textbook, and you hadn't even realised that you'd left it at his house on accident. You can't really focus on that right now, though, as he pauses and stares straight at your ass and your hips, entranced by the sight in front of him.

You let out an indignified squeal as your brain finally starts rebooting, pulling down your shirt to hide yourself while that dumbass just looks at you and smiles, admiring how pretty you are.

"Get out, dumbass!-"

The two of you are close enough to be comfortable seeing eachother naked by now, but this was so sudden and you hadn't the chance to mentally steel yourself beforehand, so you end up blushing like a wobbly mess and swatting at him to get him to leave, a little miffed at the interruption.

His cheeks are dusted pink as you pout at him, and all he can think of is how cute you are, and how much he fucking adores you.

"You're so cute..."

You flush. With that dumb, stupid look on his stupid face, how could you kick him out? You practically melt and release a defeated sigh, pretending to still be annoyed, but he's just so adorable you wanna see what other cute faces this man can make, and you wonder just how red that blush can get.

It's dark outside, so the curtains are drawn and the lights are low, since you replaced your normal bulb with fairy lights that you had impulsively put everywhere, and around the room hang little Polaroid photos of you and Ichigo and some of your family, a few depicting days out with your friends. The air is warm and you shut your door as you stand in front of your man, blinking up at him and smirking when his eyebrows furrow. Good... He's starting to get bashful. What a cutie.

The lighting in the room reflects on his skin as well as your own, and he looks like a piece of art, backed against the wall and blushing like this. It surely doesn't help that you're not wearing any underwear.

Your body slowly leans against him, your legs slotted together and your thigh resting snug against his clothed dick. Ichigo looks feverous with excitement, and you rest your cheek against his, leaning on your tip toes so you're able to reach.

"Like what you see?..."

It's literally not possible to not tease him, and he shudders a little as you grind your leg against him just barely, his hands quickly grabbing onto your waist and lower back to pull you closer, leaning down to kiss you on the lips like he's starved of touch. He only pulls away when you moan quietly into his mouth, smirking at you and pressing a light nip to your neck before talking back.

"What do you think?"

It's not long before he grinds his thigh up against the heat of your pussy, immitating the way that you've been teasing him and he pushes you harder against his thigh by your hips, eliciting a pleased purr from you.

You get a new piercing

It's hot in Karakura town, so when Orihime suggests a pool party, everyone immediately agrees with enthusiasm.

Everyone's chattering excitedly on the way to the public, outdoors pool, but you're a little bummed that you can't go in. That didn't stop you from bringing your new swimsuit though, since you're planning on taking the opportunity to tan. Orihime already knows that you can't get tempted to swim or else you risk your still-healing belly piercing getting infected. It's only been about four months.

Ichigo, on the other hand, does not know this information. He walks along beside you, having a conversation with Chad that you weren't really listening to. Suddenly, you realise that you haven't actually told him about your latest body mod, and you hum quietly, thinking to yourself that he's in for a surprise once you change out of your clothes and strip down to your swimsuit.

You had bought a cute bikini just for this occasion, and you're absolutely obsessed with it, as well as Orihime and Rukia, and of course, Chizuru. The top half of the bikini has little heart shaped links that connect the bra to the straps, and the piece is a cute light green to match the bottom, which has the same little heart link at the hips.

Once you all arrive at the pool, everyone splits into boys and girls to change, and you part with Ichigo with a quick peck to his cheek.

Okay, maybe you had just done that to make him look cool in front of his friends. Maybe to embarrass him just a little too...

Mizuiro and Keigo give him a pat on the back as he blushes and grumbles, and you laugh with Rukia because she saw right through your evil scheme.

In the girls changing room you get literally bombarded with complements and hugs, everyone studying the shiny, dangling jewellery and your piercing, that's in its final stages of healing. Already you're feeling bashful and your self esteem is higher than before, so when you walk out to meet the guys you're met with Keigo's heart eyes, specifically.

Immediately he is smacked straight in the nose as Ichigo stares at you, not even bothering to look at him or shake out his fist as his eyes lock onto your belly and stay there. He looks amazed and confused all at the same time, taking in the change and wondering how long it's been there. How long has it been since he's last seen you naked? Damn...

You can almost tell what he's thinking and you snicker a little, your abdomen fluttering while you smile up at him, hoping that this is a positive reaction.

You don't have to hope for very long. Immediately he's ushering you away to a qieter part of the pool to inspect it while everyone else is distracted, almost leaning in to touch it before you swat his hands away.

"No touching, babe... It still hurts."

"Oh- sorry... How long has it been there? Why didn't you tell me? Did you think I wouldn't like it...?"

He's giving you puppy eyes at this point, and you coo at him and grab his face, holding it in your hands and smushing his cheeks together as you go on a little rant in your head about how cute and baby and squishy and adorable he is, communicating all of these thoughts into a little kiss.

His reaction is priceless. His nose scrunches up and he wriggles out of your reach, embarrassed at the PDA and slinking into the pool a couple of feet away. He's still facing you, but he's got his arms crossed on the side of the pool, resting his chin on his forearm.

Just to get a little closer to him, you scooch forward and kick a leg over him so that his face is close to your belly and the little dangling playboy bunny that catches the light, your legs spread at either side of his elbows.

"Nah. I mean... I was a little anxious I guess, but I mainly just wanted to surprise you with it."

He still couldn't take his eyes off of the cute little playboy bunny, completely entranced by it.

He sees you crying

Everything that could've gone wrong today, did exactly that. You had gotten into an argument with an upperclassman about your uniform and lack of work ethic at the very beginning of the day, you'd got your failed math test back, Ichigo was out all day doing Soul Reaper work, it had started raining on your way back from school and on top of it all, you might be coming down with a cold.

The first thing you do when you get home is storm to your bedroom, soaking wet with rain water and absolutely freezing cold, and change into your pyjamas to hide under the covers until next week.

Slow tears irritate your cheeks and leave your eyes red as you sob into your pillow, not hearing Ichigo walking up the steps to your room after greeting your mother, who knew to leave you alone and not overwhelm you after a bad day.

He had gotten to the top of the stairs when he heard your hiccupped breathing, his eyebrows furrowing when he starts to worry about you. Were you crying? What happened? Do you want to be alone? He wants to comfort you so badly, but he doesn't know what's upset you, and how he should go about comforting you, even. What if he just makes you more upset?

Eventually, he decides that he's far too worried to back away like a bad partner, and he tentatively knocks on your door, saying your name so that you know it's him. The hallway he's standing in is dark and the only light is coming from the kitchen downstairs where your mom is and the dim, blue glow peeking from beneath your door. After he gets no answer from you, he opens the door slowly, shutting it behind him and letting out a strained breath, greeted with the sight of you huddled in your blankets and the sound of you crying softly into your pillow.

"Hey, It's okay, come on... You're okay, what happened? Do you want to talk?"

After getting a shake of your head in response he tilts his head and pets your hair, knowing that it relaxes you when he does that. The bed creaks under the pressure of your boyfriend joining you under your duvet, and his large hand cradles the back of your head, guiding you to cry into his chest.

And that you do. You sniffle and weep into his shirt, probably ruining it with all sorts of cursed, snotty fluids.

When you've finally cried all of your tears you find yourself feeling much better with Ichigo's comfort. He didn't make you talk when you just wanted to cry, and he gave you the quiet support you needed once he got the hint. Life is so much better with him, and all of your problems seem to disappear as soon as he's in your sight.

You bleed on his bed

You had woken up in the middle of the night with the worst cramps you've had in a while, and in your disoriented and tired state it takes a few more seconds of processing before you realise what this must mean.

Not now, and most definately not here-...

Well, it's now, and it's here.

You quickly shimmy out of your boyfriend's arms, trying to assess the damage you've made to Ichigo's sheets, and damn. He's gonna need to buy new sheets. There are tears already forming in your eyes already as you stop freeze, listening to the soft, relaxed breaths of the occupant of the bed, his bed.

It's not even close to being light outside yet, and the birds are silent outside, the only light in the room being from Ichigo's analogue clock. It's two in the morning.

The stain on the bed is the size of a dinner plate and your shorts are in bad condition, your inner thighs stained with the blood that still drips. The feeling has nausea bubbling in your stomach in chest as you rush to the bathroom quietly, panicking about how Ichigo will react. Shit. Okay. Just get in the shower and refresh yourself first.

You spend a good fifteen minutes in the shower, trying to avoid the outside world for a little while as stress pours through your veins, long strands of hair sticking to your body under the spray of hot water, easing your cramps just a little.

You feel so bad for ruining his matress, and you're gonna have to wake him up to change the sheets and face what you've done. This is literally so embarrassing that you want to curl up into a ball and stop existing.

As you finally get out of the shower you dry and dress yourself, using a pad and slipping a dirty pair of Ichigo's sweats, but when you walk out of the door, Ichigo's sitting on new sheets, reading a book with a pair of reading glasses that he knows you think are adorable.

He's facing you now, looking up from his book and smiling up at you softly, and it doesn't take long for you to crawl into his arms and whine, cradling your belly as you apologise and hide your face in his lap.

He only strokes his fingers through your hair and covers you with a blanket, telling you that it's okay, and that it's not your fault.

"It's just natural. Besides, am I, of all people, gonna be phazed by a little blood...?"

When he puts it that way you realise how paranoid you were being before, considering that his clothes get stained with a new injury every other day.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Better than before, at least... 'm still sorry."

He just laughs quietly and hands you a painkiller and some water, shifting his legs so that you sit up and pressing a peck to your neck as you ready yourself to go back to sleep, the two of you cuddling as the bedside lamp is turned off.

Bakugou: "tits or ass?"

Izuku, immediately, because he wasn't really listening: "their eyes..."

Look at his dumb little face I love him and I wanna squish him till he dies

i woke up at 5:00 am to move mah other sibling into their dorm (My brother is a bitch but I love them) so I'm not in school today.

Oh yum

I'm not at work today bc I called in sick <3

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 😭

masterlist <3

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.

Boyfriend scenarios :) deku baku shoto

Going through these steadily lol now it's izukus turn, and then I'm gonna try to write a part 2 for all of the characters I've done

Masterlist <3

Izuku boyfriend scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

He knew you were the one when he came over to your house for the first time ever and his eyes landed on the little hedgehog having a nap in its little enclosure.

Immediately his eyes were sparkly and wide and his whole face lit up.

He walks towards the cage with every intent on becoming besties with your pet, whom you'd named Caesar because you thought it was funny.

You knew Izuku was the one because he understood the reference.

"Oh! Because of the spikes? It references Caesar's death, right? He was s-stabbed with twenty-three knives..."

He lets out a nervous chuckle, wondering why you couldn't just give him a less cursed name like... Harold... Or something, and he sweatdrops slightly as you giggle, taking Caesar out of his little home and watching with amusement as Izukus beautiful green eyes follow your every movement.

You hold the little animal in your cupped hands, giving your boyfriend an encouraging look as he nervously shuffles away, not wanting to be stabbed.

"It's okay, Izu. He's very friendly! You just gotta hold him gentle, it doesn't hurt at all..."

He hesitantly outstretches both of his hands, looking at little Caesar like he's just a little kid again. He's got that spark of wonder in his eye that lights your whole world up, and when he takes the little rodent carefully and slowly, looking up at you to seek your approval, he gasps and smiles at the feeling of the rodent's little feet on his hands.

"It's so adorable- and it doesn't hurt- I wonder how distantly they're related to the porcupine family, if even at all- do they make noise?! What do they eat??-"

You giggle and try to calm the boy down, but seeing him get so overexcited because of something so precious to you like a pet has your heart doing leaps into you throat.

This boy is an absolute sweetheart, and whenever you need someone to look after little Caesar while you're away, the first person you call is Izuku.

You teach him all kinds of things about hedgehogs during his first visit that he's so enamoured he doesn't even realise you have a cat too until it jumps into his lap, subsequently frightening the life out of the poor boy. You could see his ghost practically leave his body and you're suddenly relieved that you put your rodent back in its enclosure because you know it would've gone flying just now.

The laugh that forces its way out of your throat is loud and joyful, and even as you nearly choke on the joyful noise you can see Izuku joining you by your side, petting your fluffy cat and watching as it purrs.

"Wai-... Has your cat not tried to... eat Caesar?..."

You laugh at that, summoning your cat with a tut of your teeth and petting the attention seeking creature as it covers you in its fur.

"Luckily, no. He wouldn't be very pleasant to eat, I don't think..."

He walks in on you changing

He's a blushing mess as he stands in front of you, completely frozen in shock and panic. He had only come into your dorm unannounced because you were expecting him, but now he stands in front of you, and you're stood in front of him.

And you're clad in only panties. You look at him with wide, startled eyes and in your blind panic, you throw the nearest item at his head, an almost-empty bottle of hand cream.

It hits him straight between the eyes and he still doesn't react, staring at your boobs like he only just noticed you had them.

"Izuku Midoriya!"

That catches his attention. Finally. He tears his eyes away from your chest, which you cover with your arms, and looks you in the eye, knowing he's in trouble. Noones ever used his full name like that except for his mother, and he's a little afraid.

There's already a little blue bump appearing between his eyebrows where he was smacked in the head, and he stares at you as if you had just blessed him with the image of Jesus Christ himself.

Oh, wow. This is the first time you've ever seen shy boy aroused. Now, that changes things.

You raise an eyebrow at your partner, smirking at him and pushing your breasts up a little, making his eyes trail down once again. He's shaky and embarrassed and his face has gone more red than his shoes, but there's a significant tent in his pants that has you surprised at how large it is.

Yes, he's such a gentleman and has the most respect in the world for you, so you just knew it was big, but having your suspicions confirmed is a whole other thing.

"Aw, are they really that nice?~"

He nearly combusts at your doorway, and thankfully he had enough sense to close the door at the start.

You get a new piercing

Ever since he had seen you half naked that one time, he'd had some kind of obsession with your boobs.

When you would wear low-cut tops, you would catch him staring. When you were making out, he would massage and kiss them. He likes to leave hickeys there whenever he could, and he had memorised every freckle and scar there like they were constellations.

So, while he was continuously busy with training and studying and the two of you had literally no time to be alone together, you had gotten them pierced.

They were predicted to be completely healed by the time his birthday came around, so you waited, and you took good care of them, and cleaned them every day.

So now, on the day of Izuku's birthday, after all of the celebrations and the cake and singing, you took him to your room to give him his last gift of the day, and arguably, his favourite.

He gives you a somewhat confused look, because obviously, the sweetheart expects nothing like this from you, and was happy to wait until you felt comfortable enough. So he tilts his head like a intrigued puppy, and follows the trail your hands make to your shirt as you start to unbutton it.

His eyes go about as wide as dinnerplates and he can't even stutter out a "wai- a-are you sure-? It's okay i-if you don't wanna go t-the whole way or a-anything-!!" before you've completely shed your top and start to work on your bra.

The second the bra is off, you could hear a pin drop as your boyfriend almost chokes, staring up at you and taking in the sight before him.

Beautiful, round tits bedazzled with little heart piercings fill his vision, and immediately he is rock hard. But he ignores it. So many questions fill his head as he stares and studies your body, and you don't even feel self conscious because you can see it in his eyes that he's having the time of his life.

He looks back up at you aa if silently asking for permission, reaching a hand out with the hesitance of a skittish cat.

When he actually gets to touch one, his mind goes blank. He was thinking about so many things before, like when you managed to get them and how they've healed so well, and if this was why you winced every time you jostled your chest too much (because he noticed that, apparently, but trusted you to talk to someone about it if you thought it was serious enough. Though he was seriously getting ready to talk to Recovery Girl about breast cancer pretty soon).

But now, all is quiet in his his head, and the only thing he can think about right now is how nice they are. They're so soft, and the metal is so intriguing and complements them perfectly. They're so, so pretty that he wants to lick them.

Even days after you've given him his last birthday present of the year, he's still in recovery, and he thinks part of him died and came back to life that night.

He sees you crying

The first time he had seen you actually crying it was like his heart had shattered into a million little pieces. He was so worried, because you were always so cheerful, and yet you looked so sad... so tired.

It turns out, that you'd had a few consecutive weeks of bad sleep. And that kind of thing fucks people up.

You had been told by Recovery Girl that you had been afflicted with an awry quirk.

You couldn't sleep until five in the morning and then you woke up again at eight, and you had carried on like this until you went into sleep debt.

So now, you're in an absolutely foul mood. Your body hurts and you can literally feel your brain and organs working overtime to keep you healthy, but you still feel like literal dog shit.

It takes the right dose of sleeping meds and Izukus calming voice and cuddles to get you finally knocked out again, and once you're snoring peacefully, he wipes the tear tracks off of your face and stays with you to keep you safe and warm. He prefers to keep an eye on you as well, since he's paranoid that you may have a negative reaction to the meds, and is ready to carry out Recovery Girl's emergency orders that she gave in case anything goes wrong.

He stays by your side protectively until you wake up again like a guard dog, ready to make you breakfast when you wake up and bring you a glass of water, teasing you about your snoring and making you flush in embarrassment.

You bleed on his bed

Netflix plays on Izuku's TV as the two of you cuddle and talk, the mossy-haired boy laying little pecks across your cheek as you nuzzle him and wrap your arms around his waist.

You're in his home now, since you have a week off for the holiday.

He has his leg slotted between yours as he huddles as close as he can physically get, and in the warmth and comfort of the embrace, you don't even think about the way that your lower belly cramps up a little, or the heat between your thighs.

Izuku does though. He tilts his head a little and furrows his eyebrows, wondering why his thigh feels kind of slicked up and... wet.

All it takes is for him to reach a hand down to touch his thigh to confirm that he's not, in fact, hallucinating, and when he brings calloused fingers back out from under the warm duvet his face pales and cold panic surges through his veins.

He's not even grossed out because he's too panicked to care. All he wants to know is why there's blood on his leg.

His little whimper is what catches your attention, and before you can even think to ask what's wrong, he's immediately going a mile a minute.

"Theres- b-blood-! Are you bleeding? Am I bleeding?!"

The way that he unceremoniously falls out of the bed in an ungraceful pile of sheets is almost funny, but you're too confused and worried to laugh right now, and now you know why.

As Izuku takes the sheets to the floor with him, your inner thighs are exposed to the low light in the room cast by the TV. Your heart just about stops.

You let out a yelp as you scramble off of his, now stained, sheets, feeling embarrassed and ashamed, and immediately Izuku feels bad for making such a big deal out of it.

In the course of what could only be ten seconds, you're ushered into Izuku's bathroom as he gathered his comfiest clothes for you, carrying them in his arms while he shows you where all of his mom's sanitary products are.

You had never told him about your cycle, but you can be sure he's gonna make use of that notepad and pen of his to keep track of it for you, since you're apparently useless at it. He would never say or think that though, he just cares a lot about you, and shows it by taking interest in everything about you.

Naturally, being raised with only a female presence as a real life role model, he is very in touch with his feminine side, and has absolutely no ill feelings towards your period, and while you clean yourself up in his shower, he asks his mom to make you a hot water bottle while he rushed to the store to get you all of the chocolate in the world and the pads he thinks you'd like the best.

He briefly remembers you saying something about winged pads cutting your inner thighs and chafing you, and he remembers just how much you bled in such a short amount of time with a small wince, and he gets you medium flow with no wings, and tampons for when you need them.

The second he comes back he's knocking on the bathroom door and taking your ruined shorts to his washing machine, because obviously he knows how to get bloodstains out.

You can't help but think to yourself how lucky you are, and the thought brings a few tears to your eyes.