Hey Hey! I Was Wondering If You Could Write Headcanons For Sakura Oogami With A Short S/o That Likes

Hey hey! I was wondering if you could write headcanons for Sakura Oogami with a short s/o that likes to cuddle and show affection. If not then ignore this

Sorry I took so long to respond, I don't get notifications.

Sakura Oogami with a Short, Affectionate, S/O

Oh man, did you end up lucky.

A small cuddle bug with a BUFF cuddle bug?

Hell yea.

Sakura loves to wrap her arms around you and nuzzle into your hair affectionately.

And you love to just drift off into her arms late at night.

If you ever have a bad day, she would just hold you in her arms and rock you back and forth, whispering sweet nothings into your ears.

If you're shy about giving affection in public, she'll be mindful about it. She'll check to see if it's because you're afraid of being judged, or your uncomfortable.

As much as she loves you, she'll constantly worry about you.

She wants to make sure you're safe.

Overall Love Score? 10000% The most sickingly sweet couple in Hope's Peak.

Hi yancy anon again! So basically it was yancy with an athletic s/o who makes him workout with them. And maybe they also play sports so they teach him and maybe some of the other egos how to play so they can help them practice

NSJKSCDJDHJSKMNS I DON’T WORKOUT SO THIS MIGHT SUCK SORRY ANON! AND ITS ALSO R E A L FUCKING SHORT, SORRY YANCY ANON!!~snail

Yancy loved you, he swear he does. But do you really have to wake him up so early? It’s 6:17 in the morning for fuck’s sake! It’s too early for a run.

“Come on, Yancy baby! Wilford and Google said they would run with me! Why won’t you?” you whined, pouting at the prisoner under the sheets.

“Listen heresa, I love youse, I really does. But I need my sleep, doll,” he grumbled while rolling on his stomach and putting a pillow over his head. Yancy normally would workout with you, but today he just wanted to sleep in for a few more hours. Is that too much to ask?

You pouted once more, before kneeling down next to the bed, poking at his shoulder repeatedly as he groaned in annoyance. “Come onnnnn, it's not gonna be a long run. Pleasssseeeee?” He sighed before removing the pillow and looking up at you.

“How about this? Youse go on your run, and when youse come back, I'll do some working out with ya, alright?” That made you grin, at least he would work out with you later. It's better then nothing, right? “Mmk! But you better be up and dressed when I get back, alright?” Yancy hums in response.

He hoped you'd be running for at least an hour or two.

ONCE AGAIN, SORRY ITS BAD IVE NEVER WORKED OUT ONCE IN MY LIFE-- ~snail

My Favorite Boys Comforting a Sad S/O!

Byakuya, Fuyuhiko, Nagito, Ryoma, And Korekiyo give me the comfort i need rn ~snail

Byakuya Togami

It's painfully obvious he isn't the best with emotions.

But it is you…

And if he wants to spend the test of his life with you, then he can't just ignore your feelings.

He does the only thing he can.

He sits besides you and puts a hand on your back, gently asking what the matter was.

If you wanna talk, great. He'll listen forever if he has to.

If you're not ready to talk, then that's okay! He just wants you to know that he'll always be there for you.

Once the tears have stopped, he pulls you into his bedroom and let's you nap while he continues to do his work.

i die for fluffy byakuya 🥺

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu

Another one who is not good with emotions.

He mentally freaks out when he sees you crying.

At first, he just kinda… stands there.

And then, he goes over to you and begins repeatedly asking what was wrong.

If you tell him and it's cause of something someone else said, then after you've stopped, he's going after them.

He'll give them something to complain about.

If you tell him and it's just a depressive patch for you, he'll do everything in his power to make you feel better.

If you don't want to tell him, he'll be a bit pushy at first, trying to get you to tell him.

But stops that quickly when he notices it's making you cry harder.

He'll awkwardly wrap his arms around you and gently hum.

Once you've stopped crying, he'll do whatever you want for the rest of the day.

Wanna go get food? He has his wallet! Want to just stay inside? Even if he's not the best with intimacy, he'll cuddle you to nothing!

Nagito Komeada

oh boy

o h b o y

When he sees you crying, he gets thrown into a bit of a loop.

On one hand, he wants to comfort you, to help you get over the despair you feel.

On the other hand, he thinks it's his fault, and believes you want him to leave.

When this happens, he'll usually stay and comfort you. However, there have been times when he just leaves you alone.

He comforts you not by giving a hope speech as you'd expect, but by wrapping his arms around and pulling you close. Not saying anything until you've calmed down some.

He'll ask what's wrong after you've calmed down a little.

If you tell him, he'll listen to every word you say, soaking it up like a sponge.

If you don't, he understands. He wouldn't trust himself with that stuff anyway.

Once you've completely stopped crying, he'll carefully pick you up and sit you on the couch.

He'll bring snacks and pillows and blankets to you, and then proceed to cuddle you to death.

Ryoma Hoshi

He knows what it feels like.

To bottle up all your emotions until they just burst.

He immediately reassures you that he's there, and he'll always be there for you.

Then he'll sit by you and rub your back comfortingly.

He won't ask what's wrong, if you wanna tell him then you will.

If you do end up telling him, then he'll listen to you. He'll always listen, no matter how “dumb” the problem is.

If you don't end up telling him, hell think about asking what's wrong but in the end, he won't. He'll just reassure you by saying that he'll always be there for you.

He'll do whatever you want for the rest of the day. No matter what it is, he'll try his damndest to do it.

Korekiyo Shinguji

He thinks all humanity is beautiful, even this part of it.

He wouldn't immediately put his hands on you. He understands not wanting to be touched when you feel down, so he'll make sure it's okay to touch you first.

If you don't want to be touched, that's okay by him. He'll sit by you and talk to you in a comforting tone.

If you're fine with being touched, he'll wrap his arm around your waist and lean you against his chest with his other hand carefully stroking your head.

He'll gently ask if you wanna talk about it.

If you do, then he'll listen to you.

If you don't, he'll let you know he understands and that he'll always be there whenever you need to vent.

If you're tired afterwards, he'll bring you to bed and lay down with you. He'll let you play with his hair until you fall asleep.

Kokichi Being Found Beaten and Bruised By a Implied Male, Detective S/O!

this has been stuck in my head for so long. sorry its so long and trashy. ~snail

You've been looking for the leader of D.I.C.E. for almost a year now.

Over that time, he began to really like you and enjoy your little game of cat and mouse.

You were a tough and mean detective, whose main goal was to (blow up and then act like you dont know nobody--) track down criminals.

And he loved you and your little tough guy act.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end…

A few guys he pranked not to long ago actually caught him.

And they “taught him a lesson.”

He was tired and freezing cold. The snow had fallen already, and the guys left him to die.

He curled up for whatever warmth he had left.

He could feel his consciousness slipping away…

The last he saw before letting the darkness consume him, was someone with a light, rushing over to him…

You found him by complete accident. You weren't even working at the time, just walking home from the store.

Your coat and hair were both lightly dusted with snow, feet crunching under the half inch of snow.

You noticed movement from the shadows of an alleyway.

You expected a stray of some sort, or even just a mouse…

Not the leader of D.I.C.E.

You rushed over quickly.

As much as he pissed you off, you've grown to slightly enjoy his company.

You'd even go as far as to say you had a small crush on him.

You lifted him up without problem, hugging him close to your body. Basically pulling him into your coat with you.

You quickened your pace to a sprint so you could get home faster, taking note of the petite boy’s injuries.

Once you had arrived and got inside, you immediately sat him on the couch and rushed to get a first aid and a rag with warm water.

None of the injuries would have been deadly but the exposure to the snow had also given him blistering over the wounds. Even when unconscious, you could tell he was in pain.

You wiped down the wounds with the warm rag before carefully applying disinfectant and bandaging the wounds.

You had to take off his “supreme leader” uniform to get to all the wounds as the worse ones were on his stomach.

With all the wounds bandaged, you went upstairs and grabbed a long-sleeved shirt of yours. You had no clothes that would fit him, but maybe it's for the best.

. . . .

He woke up around 10AM.

He hadn't even the slightest clue as to where he was.

What he did know was that this wasn't the alleyway he passed out in, nor was it anywhere in D.I.C.E.

This wasn't his shirt either.

It took a few seconds to remember what had happened, and then it was almost instant to realize whose room he was in.

How did he find out?

Maybe from the man himself digging around in his dresser drawers.

They both made eye contact for a few seconds before the one spoke up.

They talked a bit, Ouma explained what had happened to him and you explained why you didn't immediately turn him in.

Your reasoning was simple.

You didn't think it was fair. He was unconscious and injured. You didn't want to be unfair to him.

He was… so happy and hopeful you said that.

He spent the rest of the day being babied by you as it was obvious he was sick, even though he tried to deny it.

Even though you guys are supposed to be “mortal enemies”, you two really cared for one another. Just in your own ways.

He'd be on the run again the minute he was well, but he'd always remember your address.

Wilford Warfstache x Mirror Demon! S/O Headcanons

(Mirror Demons are my own subspecies of ghosts. They have to be tricked into taking someone else's spot inside a mirror. In this case, S/O is the DA. Mirror Demons have skin shattered glass in any injuries, and their inside is just mirrors. They don't have organs or blood.. DA has shattered skin on his left eye, back, and stomach. Mirror Demons eyes are mirrors.They can travel in any reflective surface and disappear by their own freewill.)

The minute you get out of that mirror, you're on the prowl.

You wanted to find William. You wanted him dead.

Keyword: Wanted.

When you found him, and you realized that he could barely remember 7 minutes ago, everything changed.

Now, all you wanted was for him to remember.

To remember Mark, Damien, the party, to remember shooting you.

To remember you at all.

You met back up in a club he was dancing at.

You decided to approach him in his dressing room. Being a mirror demon needing to get into a narcissistic psychopath was super easy, all you had to do was travel into his mirror.

To say he was confused when he looked in the mirror and saw you instead of his own reflection was an understatement.

At first, you just thought he was playing dumb. Running from his own mistakes.

But when he began to attempt to guess your name, you realized that he couldn't remember you.

Couldn't remember what he did to you. What he did to everyone else.

So you stuck around.

Doing everything in your ability to make him remember.

It never worked.

Until you came out of the mirror one day.

You never came out of the mirror in front of him, always talking to him through reflective surfaces.

But when you did, it all came back to haunt him. He couldn't see the cracks on your stomach before.

However, the tear in your shirt allowed him to see all the cracking. To see his reflection, looking at him from his past mistakes.

He'd immediately say your name and start acting like you guys are true friends.

You were true friends.

And then he shot you.

You left and didn't come back for a few weeks and Wilford thought you would never come back.

And so, the cycle of Wilford forgetting you and you doing your damndest to get him to remember, started back again.

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