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[fa1rydr3ams]

General Prohero Izuku Headcanons Pt. 1

| cw: 18+ mdni, sub! bakugou, dom! gn reader, fluff, nsfw, edging,

| a/n: sorry this is so short. I just thought of these and didn't want to wait for more to come to mind, check the masterlist soon there should be a fic uploaded in a few days!

| wc: 129

prohero! izuku starts to fidget around with his gloves when he talks to you. it's like a silent way of expressing his feelings, and you've learned to gently hold his hands to calm him down. "no need to feel anxious 'zuku." your voice was like silk it calmed him down so easily

prohero! izuku who has a habit of talking through complex quirk scenarios and battle strategies with you. even if you aren't a hero, he values your perspective. you'll catch him mumbling to himself about quirks while he's brushing his teeth or making dinner.

prohero! izuku sends mid-day selfies and messages like "thinking of you<3!" while on patrol. if he sees something in the city that reminds him of you, or a place he wants to take you he snaps a picture and sends it your way. it's his way of sharing the little things with you, even when he's not around.

prohero! izuku who has a special jacket that he sometimes wears on patrol that becomes your makeshift blanket when he's not home. you'll head to a quiet spot and lie down and when he gets home he'll find you snuggled up it. it never fails to put a smile on his face, and he might even crack a joke. "looks like it's found a new companion!"

[livelaughloveloak]

⌗🌬️ TATTOO ᩡ𖧧

⋆ pairing :: Neteyam x Navi! Reader

⋆ summary :: Neteyam spent his days telling his new metkayina friends about the special girl that took his heart back in his old clan. What was the one thing he kept mentioning though? Your tattoo.

⋆ word count :: 1.2k words

⋆ author's note :: this fic was based on the song "girl with the tattoo" by Miguel. Reader uses she/her pronouns. It's pretty short but ugh I loved writing this 🤭

If they only knew

The girl with the tattoo

"Teyam look!" You said while showing the new tribal tattoo swirling up your upper right arm. Neteyam looked in awe at how pretty it turned out to be.

You came from a more spiritual clan but soon moved to the forest, where Neteyam lived after the sky people destroyed your home. 

You didn't know much about your clan because you moved when you were still young but one thing you did know and wished to do was to get a tattoo once you turned 15. Amongst your clan the woman would get this as a sign of them entering adulthood just like a coming of age ceremony. 

"My girl, you look so pretty " Neteyam cupped your cheek, earning a grin from you. It was night and the people of the Omatikaya clan were still feasting at the bonfire.

You and Neteyam decided to leave early and ride your ikrans to a secluded mountain where you guys would spend your free time, or as some liked to call it, a “date”

Your bioluminescence freckles glowed in the dark, as well as Neteyam's. 

He pulled you into a hug, inhaling the cool night air, enjoying his time with his beloved.

"Even under the night sky she always seemed to shine brighter." Neteyam reminisces on his days back in the forest where he had you always by his side. 

"Forest boy is in love." Aonung gagged seeing how lovestruck Neteyam was, making Lo'ak and rotxo laugh. 

"Be quiet Aonung! I think it's cute." Tsireya tried to defend Neteyam but got drowned in by louder laughter coming from the boys once again.

She rolled her eyes and put her attention back to Neteyam. "She seems sweet, Neteyam."

 Neteyam nodded agreeing with the Metkayina girl. You were the kindest person he had ever met. 

You always did your own thing, not following anyone's expectations or caring if anyone was staring. Some older Navi would tell him that you were way too “independent” for a girl as most Navi women follow their parents' rules until they get a mate, which then they would follow their mate's rules. But that's why he loved you, he would always tease you and call you ‘miss independent’

With your unbeatable beauty and sweet fruity scent, your glowing and silky skin, as beautiful as the jewelry you wore which were gifts made by him. Your golden like eyes which glowed as bright as a star. You enchanted everyone you met, but Neteyam always thought you hit him the hardest.

Aonung stopped laughing and leaned forward from the tree trunk. “So where is she?"

"Huh?"

"You know, your beloved tattoo girl, did she not come with you guys?" Aonung asked nonchalantly as Tsireya leaned closer, also curious.

Neteyam's mouth shut, forming into a straight line, thinking about what to say. 

Lo'ak and Kiri looked at their brother in a sympathetic way, as Tuk sat beside him, leaning on Neteyam's side, listening into the conversation.

Yeah, I see you baby

Just don't lose yourself along the way

"Neteyam I am coming with you." You walked behind you, demanding that he brought you with him and his family. Neteyam was walking around his tent, packing his stuff up as they would depart soon after the ceremony. 

Neteyam huffed and looked behind him, where you stood. "No, you stay here and be the clan's Tsahik, without your talent the people will have no one when my grandmother passes." 

You furrowed your brows, of course you knew that you had to give up the role as future Tsahik, but what good would a broken hearted Tsahik be? If she couldn't heal her own heart, how will she heal others? 

Neteyam was gonna be your mate as soon as you two turned 18. He was next in line for the role of Olo'eyktan.

"I'm coming with you and that's final." You turned around and started walking out of the tent, heading towards yours so you could pack your own stuff. Before you could even exit Neteyam grabbed your hand. 

He took a hold of them, holding your hands in his own. "Please, I can't have the sky people hunting you down too."

You looked down, staying silent. It was true and you couldn't deny it, the clan was bound to get attacked at least once more. The current Tsahik, Neteyam's grandmother, also known as Mo'at would not be able to heal everyone even if there were other healers in the clan.

Mo'at taught you more advanced stuff as you were more skilled, which is why she had picked you as the next Tsahik.

You hissed in frustration and yanked your hand back from him.

 "I will come with you, maybe not at the same time but I will be there. Of course there's consequences but I'm willing to take them." 

And with that you ran out as fast as you can, leaving Neteyam in the dust.

Cause you're doing what you're doing

Just to get to where you're going

"If we took her she'd be in danger too." Lo'ak spoke up for Neteyam after seeing how quiet his brother had gotten. The others nodded understanding the reasoning behind it, as they didn't want to push into the conversation even further.

Kiri sighed and patted Neteyam's shoulders as an attempt to comfort him. 

"Do not worry too much brother, you too will reunite someday."

As night fell in the reef, the group parted, walking in opposite directions towards their own shared Marui. The Sully siblings had a quiet walk back to their Family's home. The most noise they had was Tuk yelling at them to slow down so her tiny legs could catch up. 

As soon as they entered through the makeshift flap they all went to their hammocks after greeting their parents. 

Neteyam laid silently, swaying side to side as his family were conversing with each other about their day. 

The uncommon silence from Jake and Neytir's oldest child set an unsettling feeling in them.

Neytiri turned to the other kids looking for some explanation.

With a sigh Lo'ak spoke up when he heard his brother's breathing slowing down signaling that he was finally asleep. 

"He was talking about y/n again."

But I knew

The girl with the tattoo

"Teyam!!" 

The young warrior looked up from sharpening his fishing spear only to find his youngest sister running towards him with a bright grin on her face. He suddenly noticed the loud noise coming out of a shell, signaling the clan that someone new arrived on shore. Neteyam peered down at Tuk in curiosity. "What is it Tuk?"

"Please Teyam you need to see this."

The young girl grabbed her brother's hand and dragged him towards the crowd of people forming a circle around someone. It reminded him of the first time his family arrived. 

Neteyam heard a familiar loud roar. It was an ikran

He hurriedly walked closer to the crowd, pushing some people aside to get a better look. 

His eyes traveled to the darker blue skinned female with long braided hair. He noticed the unique clothes she wore that complimented her other features. He noticed how crystals decorated her hair and how a single colorful feature was nearly placed in one strand.

His heart skipped a beat as his eyes landed on the black ink swirling around her upper right arm.

He watched you squint your eyes, scanning through the crowd to get a closer look at people, finally stopping once your eyes landed on him.

"Neteyam?"

Oh how he loved hearing you say his name again.

Oh yeah, I knew

The girl with the tattoo

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mha (aged up college and pro-hero life) - izuku midoriya, bakugou katsuki, tenya iida, eijirou kirishima, denki kaminari, mina ashido, shoto todoroki, others

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sfw - marriage, life with children, innocent dates, fluff (duh!), slight angst, tropes, anything that seems like it would take place in a healthy relationship

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dark - yandere tendencies, manipulation, abuse of power, violence, drugs/alcohol, light cnc

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General Sub Yandere! Shigaraki Headcanons Pt. 1

| cw: 18+ mdni, sub! shigaraki, dom! gn reader, sfw fluff, nsfw

| a/n: its been a while hehe.. check out the pixie works because I am BACK

| wc: 100+

sub! shigaraki who despite being submissive is fiercely yandere in his desire to keep you close. he’s constantly looking for reassurance that he’s the only one you want, even if it means interrupting your conversations or sulking when you talk to someone else

sub! shigaraki isn’t naturally submissive, but his tendencies push him into that role for you. he’ll do anything you ask—clean up, stop scratching himself, or even tone down his destructive tendencies—because the thought of losing you terrifies him

sub! shigaraki craves affection and will literally melt if you stroke his hair or cup his cheeks. these moments are when he’s the most vulnerable, often mumbling how much he needs you and no one else

sub! shigaraki who if he sees you with someone else, he won’t lash out at them but instead become increasingly desperate to prove his worth to you. he’ll beg for your attention, his voice breaking as he insists no one else can love you like he does

sub! shigaraki who knows you’re perfect and far above him. he constantly doubts why you would even want him, and it’s this insecurity that fuels his need to please you in every way he can

sub! shigaraki who in intimate moments clings to you, begging for your touch and approval. he’s incredibly vocal, whimpering your name like a prayer as he lets you take full control

sub! shigaraki feels he needs proof that he belongs to you. hickeys, scratches, or bruises left by your hands are treasured, and he’ll often touch them with a dazed smile when alone

sub! shigaraki who’s focus is entirely on your pleasure. he’ll ask breathlessly if he’s doing well, his red eyes brimming with need as he waits for your praise. your satisfaction becomes his obsession, leaving him shaky and pliant when he finally receives it

sub! shigaraki and his yandere nature sometimes bleeds into his submissiveness. if you tease or deny him too much, his desperation turns feral—he might beg with tears in his eyes, trembling hands clutching at you as he pleads for release, threatening to “lose control” if you don’t give him what he craves

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[livelaughloveloak]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ YOUR BUBBLEGUM PINK LIPS 🩰

𖧧 pairing :: Lo'ak x Human! Reader

𖧧 summary :: Lo'ak finds pink and shiny lip gloss marks all across his face after others pointed it out to him in confusion. The only culprit he could think of was you.

𖧧 word count :: 0.5k words

𖧧 author's note :: more of a blurb than a fic. I literally wrote this at 12 am so I'm sorry if there's any errors 🙏

Beside you laid toruk makto's second son, Lo'ak. He was sound asleep with his bigger arms wrapped around your tiny body. He had stayed the night with you inside the lab as you were not a Navi. You were human which means you lived amongst the other humans that stayed loyal to Pandora. You loved it here, you never got to experience earth because just like Spider, you were too young to be put in cryo sleep.

Carefully you peeled off Lo'ak's arms from your body, trying your best not to wake him up. You froze ever once in a while when he'd start to move as you did not want to wake him up. It was still early and he needed to rest. As soon as you managed to get off the bed without waking up Lo'ak you headed straight to your bathroom.

The lab was quiet, everyone was still asleep. The only sound you heard throughout the whole lab was the sink running so you could freshen up before leaving to go pick herbs.

You washed your face and brushed your teeth before applying your signature pink lip gloss that Lo'ak had took a liking for. You'd be lying if you said that wasn't the reason you wore it so often.

Once you were done getting ready you shut the bathroom light and headed towards Lo'ak's sleeping figure, admiring him.

You softly caressed his face and planted kisses on his face. You pulled back only to see visible lip gloss marks on his blue skin. You stifled a quiet giggle before getting up to leave.

Lo'ak woke up feeling the lack of warmth that you usually radiated. He rubbed his eyes and found you nowhere to be found. After a while of searching he finally remembered how you told him that you'd be out running errands the next morning. He groaned and got up, getting ready to leave so he can train with his brother, Neteyam.

Lo'ak raised his eyebrows in confusion on why the other people in the clan were staring at him passing by. Usually they'd give him a quick glance or just not look at all if not needed. He shrugged it off and continued to walk towards his family's shared tent.

He came closer and eventually saw Kiri and Neteyam just outside the makeshift door of their tent. He waved to them as they waved back while obviously holding back a laugh.

Kiri had her hand to her mouth, trying her best not to burst out laughing which only made Lo'ak even more confused.

"Ok what's so funny?"

Neteyam smirked and pointed towards his cheek hinting for Lo'ak to check his own

Lo'ak put his fingertips towards his left cheek and touched a sticky substance. He pulled back and looked at his hand only to find the familiar pink lipgloss that you owned.

The other two siblings started laughing once Lo'ak started frantically touching his face, finding out that his cheek wasn't the only place you had left marks on.

Lo'ak huffed and turned around, heading towards the forest.

"Y/n!!!"