SFW Headcanons!

i like to depict shoto as a little weirdo

could I request headcanons from your yandere cho hyun ju au please?

I gotchu🫶🏻 (I'm going to write other things than dark/yandere don't worry🙏🏻😭)

YANDERE HYUN-JU

Cho Hyun-ju is definitely the gentlest yandere you could ever have.

Her obsession would stem from not having any love or acceptance in her life, until she met you.

She's the type of yandere who would long for you for a HOT minute before doing anything like kidnapping or approaching you.

She knows the feelings she has for you are not normal, but she just can't help it.

She craves being close to you, not necessarily in a sexual way, more so just being near you, in the same room, sitting beside you, using the same shampoo, ect.

Hyun-ju would respect your privacy....mostly.

She has pictures of you in a scrapbook at her house, in a special room she dedicated to you.

She set boundaries for herself, though. She would never take pictures of you while you were naked or asleep.

She hates the idea of disrespecting you. In any way.

The naked one is self-explanatory.

She doesn't want to take pictures of you while you're asleep because that's when you're most vulnerable.

She would never want to take that safety net away from you, even if you had no knowledge of her doing it.

I can see it going two different ways.

If she chooses to confess her feelings to you...poor baby would be so nervous.

She doesn't want the only good person in her life to abandon or reject her.

She would want to do it somewhere that meant something to you or to her.

It would go a little like this.

"Y/n... there's something I need to tell you. Something that's been on my mind for a long time." She would say, causing you to look at her softly, waiting.

She'd fidget with her hands nervously, as she always does.

"I-I really like you. You've always been the best friend I could ever ask for, and I know that this is so sudden, for that I apologize. I just can't help the way I feel." She'd say, to scared to look at you.

If you return her feelings she's so emotional.

Her darling likes her? HER?!

She'd definitely cry. And you'd have to hug her or reassure her that this was in fact real.

She just can't believe it.

If you don't feel the same way...

She'd keep the agony off of her face, but inside, she's dying.

She knew she'd never be good enough for you.

You want to remain friends? You don't want to ruin the friendship you both share?

She can't be your friend. It's to damn hard.

You might get scared when she's in your home in the middle of the night, but the cloth she puts over your mouth and nose smells so sickly sweet.

The other way I see this going is... she wouldn't have the courage to confess to you. So the only other option would simply be to take you home. The home you both would now share together.

She'd feel so guilty preparing the syringe

Hyun-ju would wait until you were asleep in your home before she uses the key you gave her to come in.

She'd gently brush the hair away from your face and just look down at you. Second guessing her decision.

But once she looks around the familiar 4 walls of your bedroom, seeing the photos of you and your friends, she knows she's doing the right thing (at least in her mind)

She'd shush you softly when you wake up from the feeling of the needle.

"Shhh its okay, sweetness." Hyun-ju says as your vision blurs.

She would leave you to rest for a while as she packs your things. Your clothes, shoes, makeup, some of the things she knows are important to you.

She would carry you to her car and buckle you into the passenger side. Making sure to support your head and neck with a pillow.

Her baby couldn't wake up with a sore neck.

The place she bought for you both was hours away from your home. And not many neighbors either.

She wouldn't want to restrain you in any way at first, so she'd keep you in a room with a locked door and locked windows.

When you wake up confused and disoriented, Hyun-ju is there to comfort and reassure you. Explaining why she had to do this.

She would never force you into anything physical that you aren't ready for. Hyun-ju isn't like that. She wants you to feel comfortable and sage around her.

The last thing she wants is for you to be scared of her.

She's so gentle with you.

She will never raise her voice when speaking to you, even if she's upset.

She would never, EVER, raise her hand against you either.

She'd never hurt you.

Hyun-ju understands why you're cautious and frightened of her, she would be too of she was in tour situation.

That's why she makes it her mission to always make sure you KNOW that you're sage with her.

Of course she had expected for you to try and escape, but that doesn't mean it hurts any less when you actually do.

She won't punish you per say, because she hates the thought of harming you in any way, shape, or form.

But she will smother you with her company after your escape attempts.

If you actually manage to escape successfully, she'd be PANICKING.

Not because she's scared of getting caught, she doesn't give a fuck about that.

Hyun-ju is scared because you're out there somewhere all by yourself.

What if you get hurt?

What if you get lost?

What if someone takes you away from her?

No. She refuses.

This is when the military experience comes in clutch.

She finds you. Whether it's hours or a whole day later. She finds you.

She apologizes sincerely as she has to drug you again.

Promising that everything will be okay.

Hyun-ju doesn't want to have to restrain you, but she has to.

Only for a while.

Hyun-ju hates that you wake up so scared, like you expected her to hurt you.

She would explain that she understood why you ran.

She hasn't proven her love yet. That's all.

She just needs to spend more time with you.

Show you more affection.

While your tied to the bed, she dowa everything for you.

She cooks for you, feeds you, gives you sponge bathes, brushes your hair and teeth, dresses you, reads to you, helps you go to the bathroom. Everything.

Overall. Hyun-ju is the nicest yandere you could probably ever have.

Would she get her hands dirty for you? Absolutely. Would she ever let you witness that? Absolutely not.

You already see her as the scary woman who stalked you...she doesn't want you to see her as a murderer too.

My pookie I luv her. BITTERSWEET part 4 is nextttt😏😏😏

i don't wanna sound hopeless but i feel like so many of you don't care or have stopped caring about palestine.

the news of hospitals being bombed, children being massacred, people dying from the cold, and the famine spreading in gaza does not seem enough to grab attention or make people care.

what new tragedy needs to befall gaza for you to start talking about it? the occupation kills a child every few minutes. people are cold and are starving. refugee camps are being bombed with bombs that can level city blocks.

this all happens because of all of us. we are complicit in this genocide because our governments use the taxes we pay to send weapons to the occupation. weapons that are used to kill children and impose a blockade that is starving 2 million people.

the very fact that we're still going about our days when all of this is going on breaks my heart. especially because we have failed to stop our governments from using our money to arm israel.

i urge you, please be generous and donate to suad and her baby khaled. he is just six months old and suad is unable to find any formula for him. if she finds anything, it is extremely expensive. the baby also needs warm clothes and is suffering from a respiratory problem and needs a nebulizer.

@suad-khaled has been verified [#279]

please help suad and her baby boy

bakugou katsuki doesn’t announce the newfound development in your relationship like a normal person.

one day, he’s in the kitchen within the first breath of daylight, preparing breakfast for two. you slide up next to him, burrowing your head between his arm and chest—and katsuki… he lets you, squeezes you. he kisses you on your temple, “g’morning, baby,” and by then a gasp rips across the silence of the room.

kaminari starts, “what—”

“oh,” ashido gasps, dawning with understanding. “wait—are you two…?”

katsuki bares his teeth at the stunned looks of your classmates, his glare speaking volumes: an unspoken claim.

i think i'm in love with her

Indulging in drawing my wife however tf I want fr

Your fingers trace down the long spance of his neck. His skin is cool, bordering cold, just like the night air, and goose pimples unfurl down your arms at the feel of it. He must feel how your skins reacts; he glances down to where you've laid yourself across his lap with a fond chuckle, stroking your own face in turn. The warmth in his ruby eyes is exactly what you need.

When your fingers reach the base of his neck, there's no pulse to greet you, just a familiar stillness and two perfectly round scars, long since made but never healed. That smile flickers, the light behind it replaced by something dimmer.

"I wish you would turn me."

It's a conversation you've had before, under dim lights, bearing all earnesty and love either of you could muster. The answer is no - he will never make you immortal. It's cruel to both of you to bring up the topic again.

A myriad of microexpressions flit across his face -empathy, pain, maybe even anger- and then he's smiling again, moon white fangs bared with no malice.

"Oh, how could I ever?" He strokes your hair from your face and cups your cheeks with a practiced delight; a performance he's perfected over two hundred years, "How am I supposed to sleep without your warmth in my arms?

The words are almost a song on his voice, bouncing and free. He doubles over himself to press a chaste kiss against your forehead, then again against your lips.

"How am I supposed to close my eyes without hearing your heartbeat, my dear?" he coos into your pulse point, as if whispering to your heart itself

"One day, whether you turn me or not -" You can not bring yourself to do anything but whisper - "It won't be there."

He freezes for a moment, then brings his lips to your neck again, the kiss much more sullen this time.

hii katsuki x shy reader headcannons maybee??

Omg, Yess!!! Thank you for the request, Qyuin! :3

I'm scared of flies... I'm scared of guys...

Katsuki Bakugo x Shy! Reader headcanons ; gn, fluff, comfort.

Ever since the entrance exam, Bakugo didn't pay much attention to you. It wasn't because he was actively ignoring you, you just didn't really talked or participated.

The first time he realized your existence was in the physical testing with Aizawa. It was just a brief moment, but he tried to learn your quirk to somehow beat you in battle.

To him, you were just another extra in the way, another person he had to beat in order to be the N° #1 hero, so he was surprised by your sudden calm and friendly behavior as days passed by.

Of course, he answered with his usual yelling and cursing, telling you to go away and leave him alone. But you never gave up in trying to know him.

Bakugo would secretly keep every detail you give him. At first he would do this with everyone, but as his closet grew full of things he got rid of almost everything... Still, he couldn't get rid of what you gave him.

He would look at you with annoyance when you miss his Monday doodles, silently handing you his notebook for you to draw something small.

At first it feels like a one sided thing... Until you notice how he gives you the bigger portions of the food he cooks for the class, the juiciest parts and the sweetest servings of those cakes Sato bakes.

He knows you're shy, it used to annoy him so much. You would always take so long with talking while handing him something, but now he finds himself looking forward to those clumsy speeches you give.

He's really understanding, but he also understands that you have potential and a lot of it. In class he would tell you to rise your hand when you know the answer, taking your wrist in his hand and raising it for you. It feels like a mini heart attack, but that satisfactory feeling that you answered correctly is so relieving.

He will always follow those with an "I told you so" and a grin before looking back.

Everyone noticed his change in behavior, how he grew sweeter with you. He even knew what you wanted without you even talking... Everyone knew except Bakugo himself and that made everyone so angry at him.

That man is so oblivious to his own feelings.

You can't really tell when your "nervous because of people" turned into "nervous because of Bakugo". Your heart beats faster, you want to be so close to him, you start drawing more hearts and writing sweeter words and oh it makes Bakugo so... Happy?

He thinks that you've somehow infected him with your shyness or something because why else would he blush and feel so warm when you're close? He sees you running away more often, now the letters and drawings just appear in his backpack and he feels his heart missing a beat everytime he sees it.

It takes a few hangouts with the bakusquad before Mina snaps and hits the back of his head, saying "You're more annoying than ever! Can't you see that you like them? Like, you blush and all! Everyone knows! Get a grip!" And he seems to contemplate his whole life while everyone laughs, is that what that was?

He tries talking to you once... Twice... The third time he starts getting angry and there's no fourth time because he decides to do it your way.

His writing is honestly so lovely, a drawing at the end with a heart saying everything he feels. From how he hated you for being like a scared mouse to how he wanted to protect you.

He didn't knew how to look at you the next few days, his eyes darting from you to any other space he could.

When he grows the courage to ask you out you feel like fainting, because why is Thee Bakugo Katsuki asking you out? But you're with him holding hands while walking in the blink of an eye.

He's so sweet and knows when to stop his borderline cruel jokes and comfort you, never judging when you feel so much anxiety for things that are common for others.

He doesn't care that you go speechless when he holds you while watching TV on the common room's couch, it is nice and even you know you'll get used to it... Right?

He cooks for you constantly, he thinks is only fair to give back all you've given him that way.

At first he takes his hand away from yours because of how insecure he is of his sweat, but you just slowly search for his fingers to intertwine yours and the world stops around him.

You slowly grow more comfortable, being more vocal with him about your thoughts and even rambling about nothings. He doesn't ever complain, getting to listen to your voice is such a privilege that he doesn't ever wanna risk losing.

He's so proud to see you growing, working with your shyness instead of against of it, your charm never lost and you're so kind, he could never get tired to see you interacting with the world.

Bakugo makes fun of you from time to time, Joe red you get when he's too close and how your voice lowers when he teases you, you're just too cute, can you blame him?

But he would never be cruel to you, he likes to comfort you. Both of you laying on his bed and hugging, something he would never admit but he loves.

He just loves being around you, you're polar opposites and he can calm down around you while you get more talkative with him.

You're shy, not quiet, at least not around him. And he has learned to be a lot calmer when he's with you, the way his heart beats like crazy balances out that need for constant stress.

A/N: I hope I did good TwT I've read a lot abt Bakugo but I still feel like he's ooc, he's actually really complex! Thanks for requesting, this was so much fun!! (^з^)

Hey! Natan here! ; wanna read more about Bakugo? ; check out my masterlist.

Boyfriend!ProHero!Tenya Iida, who never imagined his life would turn out this eventful.

Not talking about hero work—he expected that.

What he didn’t expect was you.

You, with your sharp mind—not just in the bookish sense, but in that chaotic, unpredictable way that keeps him constantly on his toes. You, who do things that completely boggle his structured, logical mind.

And to think it all started with a 'distress call.'

Denki had been the one to introduce you. Well, technically it was a group of elderly citizens reporting that a naked young woman was trapped on her roof in the blistering 114-degree summer heat.

With most of Japan’s female pro heroes busy responding to similar heat-related emergencies, their finest gentlemen were next in line. So, naturally, Iida rolled up with Kirishima, Izuku, Shoto, Sero, and Denki, prepared for a daring rescue—what he wasn’t prepared for was recognizing you.

His face lit up before his mind could catch up, and as the others prepared for the operation, he called out, “Lemme handle this.”

Instead of immediately rushing to action, he pulled out his phone. A few rings later, you answered, cheerful as ever.

Turns out… you were just sunning.

Denki, ever the menace, waved up at you like this was completely normal, while Iida—who prided himself on discipline and control—couldn’t help but let his gaze linger a second too long on the way your curves fit in that space cow bikini. (It was science, he would later tell himself, an observational slip.)

That 'scientific curiosity' quickly turned to panic when you stood up, scaring the absolute hell out of the guys—then immediately slipped on your own baby oil and came plummeting down.

For once in his life, Iida’s body moved faster than his mind.

He caught you without thinking, the impact sending oil splattering all over his uniform, dirt and debris from your front yard, and a lot of staring.

Now, sweating bullets, and with you nestled in his arms like some absolute vision of chaos incarnate, he was too stunned to do anything as you cheerfully invited them all inside for popsicles, Hello Kitty band-aids, and a fresh set of clothes for him.

Denki was the first to notice—the way Iida’s eyes kept drifting to you, the way his fingers flexed slightly against the borrowed fabric of his 'Save the Rainforrest!' tshirt when you smiled. Ever the instigator, Kaminari had simply nudged him and said,

“Dude, just tell her you dig her!”

And Iida was going to—until he slipped on an certain oily little footprint and crashed directly into you again.

He wanted to die on the spot, but the guys assured him it wasn’t that bad—well, except for Shoto, who simply tilted his head and offered,

“You should still pursue her, despite your previous failure.”

One blind date later, and now here he was—sitting on your couch in a deep navy button-up and grayish khakis, his arm securely wrapped around your waist like a true gentleman, as you nibbled away at another wineglass of spaghetti and dinosaur nuggets.

(Girl dinner, you called it. A fine dining experience, he had decided.)

Everything was unconventional—the wine glasses filled with red dye fruit punch, the dessert of warm apple pie with melted ice cream, the way your bare legs were thrown over his lap with no regard for proper etiquette. But if he wanted conventional, he would’ve married someone his parents picked out for him.

Instead, he wanted this.

You.

And oh, how he loves all the unconventional things about you.

🩷How you’re brilliant in the way a lightning storm is—sudden, beautiful, erratic. You know the most random things, from obscure animal facts to ancient trivia, and he never knows what you’ll do or say next.

🩷How you collect the weirdest things—stray screws you find on the street ("These fell from something, Tenya. I can't just leave them!"), scented erasers shaped like tiny foods, and precisely one rock from every place you've traveled to, even if it's just the local grocery store.

🩷How you have a perfectly functional car but refuse to use it unless absolutely necessary to "save the planet." So now, Tenya owns a bicycle too, because if you're going to be stubborn about it, he's going to make sure you're safe when you're riding around town.

At first, it was a frustrating adjustment, but now?

Now, it's a relief—a break from hero work, a workout that doesn't feel like training, just him and you, side by side in the fresh air. And the best part?

The way you always glance back at him with that soft, secret little smile, the one that makes his heart stumble, that blurs the edges of his vision until you, are his entire world.

🩷How you keep the ugliest little frog statue by your porch stairs because you insist it has some kind of protective energy (he’s skeptical, but he respects it).

🩷How you get so distracted mid-sentence, trailing off to admire a cloud, or a flower, or the way the streetlights hit a puddle just right. He used to think it was scatterbrained. Now he understands—it’s just you seeing beauty where others don’t bother to look.

And then there are the conventional things he loves about you too.

🩷The way you hold your cup with both hands in the morning, cradling the warmth like a precious treasure.

🩷The way you smooth down the front of his dress shirts when he wears them, like it’s some unconscious habit, some quiet affection.

🩷The way you tuck yourself into his side when you’re tired, sighing like he’s the softest place in the world to land. (He would know by now.)

🩷The way you tell him you love him—not just in words, but in the way you see him. Not just as the boyfriend or the hero,

But as Tenya.

He smiles without thinking as you turn to him, and when he catches himself, he doesn’t want to stop.

Because he loves you. Loves everything about you.

And as his hand briefly leaves your thighs to press against the small box in his pocket,

Tenya just hopes you feel the same way, too.

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