Hiyaaaaa

a message from Kacchan

Fictional | O. Yuuta

Pairing(s) : Yuuta Okkotsu x Reader

Warnings : Angst!

Summary : Yuuta has had a long day, a tiring one. And he dreams of you, his comfort character. In a world where you're the fictional one.

Word count : 0.5k words

"You're back." He whispered as he felt your fingers brush his eyelids.

He was sitting on the floor, leaning onto the bed with his head just slightly tilted onto the bed. His feet were both still planted on the ground as he rested both hands on his knees.

"Hmhmm, you must be really tired. Did you miss me?" You asked with a smile on your face, hands brushing through his hair.

"I missed you so much." He said, followed by a long sigh.

You let out a small chuckle as you moved, lying on your stomach with your head right beside his ear. You planted a soft kiss on his ear and his neck before burrying your face in his shoulder.

"Don't push yourself too much, Yuuta."

"I'm not pushing myself too far."

"You're tired. You need to rest, you know? Even special grades need a break every now and then." You said as your arms made its way around his neck, hanging right in front of his chest. He grabbed your hands and gently pat them, holding them before kissing your fingers.

"You know, it's getting dark. You haven't had dinner, have you?" You asked.

"That can wait." He said as he pulled your arms, so you'd hold him tighter.

"Yuuta..."

"Don't. Just let us enjoy the moment."

"I love you, you know that, right? You really need to take care of yourself better."

He let out a hum of acknowledgement, but kept his eyes closed as he enjoyed the sensation of your hair brushing his neck and cheek, your face burried in the crook of his neck, and your arms holding him close. He never wanted the moment to end. Ever.

"Open your eyes, Yuuta." You whispered.

Yuuta opened his eyes, you were right, it was getting dark. He straightened his back and felt his sore muscles, he'd been sitting on the floor for too long.

He looked up to his desk, a poster stuck on the wall, right above his mini collection of mangas. You were there, smiling brightly. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at you. You were someone he'd protect with his all, someone he'd love with everything he had. If only the two of you existed in the same universe, he'd make sure your life was beautiful and safe, far away from the troubles you had to go through. He'd make sure you never had to cry alone from those painful events in your life.

And you'd do the same. You'd comfort him everytime he had a bad day, and you'd remind him to eat or clean up. You'd hug him tightly and run your hair through his hair. You'd be the perfect lover, and so would he.

"I wish you were real, Y/N." He said, mostly to himself and the empty room he called his home.

I wish we live in the same universe, where we'd be able to love each other and have our happy ever after. He said in his heart, not letting his mouth speak those words aloud.

"But, you're not real."

Danzo: I've trained Itachi to be the greatest anbu officer Konoha will ever know.

Shisui: You screwed up a perfectly good ninja is what you did. Look at it. It has depression.

Eclipse

I made this for my AP art portfolio so it’s a little different from my usual stuff (and took a lot longer to finish!)

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

hey can I have headcanons of draken, mikey and angry with a flirty and touchy male s/o who’s taller and stronger than them. He’s also taller and initiates a whole bunch of pda in public.

With a touchy male! s/o // Draken + Mikey + Angry

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of a brothel, nothing serious really

A.N: this is so cute! I've never written for male reader and honestly I enjoyed it a lot, just the best for our boys. Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, reposts are not allowed! 💖

Draken:

He is a collected man, always acting mature, but he can't help the blush that appears on his cheeks everytime you hug him from the back.

When he first met you he was intrigued of someone so tall, compared your height with Hanma at some point.

He wants confirmations of your love for him constantly and you being clingy just works wonders.

Prefers you being touchy in private, but coming off as someone affectionate when you are jealous makes Draken proud and crazy for you.

"Who is this, baby?" you say as you wrap your arms around his waist. "someone that worked at the brothel, she is asking how I am", "oh, I assure you he is just fine, darling" you peck his cheek while squeezing his torso. she gets the intention of your glares and goes away after saying her goodbye's. "boy, you are gonna get me in trouble one day" he says as he chuckles and returns the kiss.

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Mikey:

He is a natural needy person so you being just like him or even more is not something that surprises him, he expects it on the other hand.

Your height is super useful for him, like, you can get the cereal on the top corner for him without a problem.

And your strength is definitely a plus during fights, he knows you can take care of yourself and doesn't have to worry all the time about your well-being, also you can be part of Toman and help him more!

Enjoys cuddling with you a lot, he does want you to baby him, still he'll give as much love as possible.

One time he invited you to watch movies in his place. he didn't watch anything, he just slept in your lap the whole time, not that it bothers you.

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Angry:

Flustered af.

He is shy and introverted and when you shower him with love around other people he is just gone.

He does get embarrassed too. not because he doesn't like it, he is just insecure and worries a lot of what people would think of a gay couple.

You reassure him everytime that its none of their bussiness, and that the only judges of their relationship are the ones who are inside the relationship. Angry and y/n.

Loves shoulder and neck pecks, but preferably reserve neck things when you are alone hehe he would have a massive pink color in his face that not even a mask could hide.

Smiley is a bit annoying when it comes to your privacy, but after seeing you fight in one of Toman's raids kept a distance.

Angry is actually smiling when you cuddle with him, so call him Souya instead :]

itachi

If Tomorrow Is Different

word count: 5.8k+

pairing: Viktor/Photographer!Reader, Viktor x Photographer!Reader (I always use GN pronouns!)

warnings: none! just tooth-rotting fluff and so. much. flirting.

notes: i could write all day about flirty/peppy viktor i love him SO MUCH this little cheeky mf! got this out yesterday (vik’s bday!!) but accidentally… deleted it… yeah TvT but uh happy belated bday vitya!! <3

this fic is also cross-posted on AO3! hope you enjoy!

Piltoverian photographs aren’t supposed to be complex.

They’re still images, after all, only a story brought to life by certain motifs in a work.

Dark contrasts, stunning detail, matte finishes, perfection that has yet to be tapped into—this is what most request. After years of experience, along with guidance from experienced professionals, you’ve learned to master your craft.

Finding the optimal angle to invoke power as a theme—it’s already a done deal when the mere mention of the task comes about. Marking Piltover as a country that has endured toil and shed its chrysalis of grime to emerge into an ornate creature of power—easily approachable. Showing off luxuries and the finest qualities of the elite—taken care of with a simple snap of pearls and gold.

Results are always surface-level, superficial, unreal because you’re able to mask the imperfections on camera—the qualities that always jump out at you, scaring the lens into submission. It’s the “scourge of Piltover,” a nightmare that buries its claws deep within your profession in the city, plaguing every individual, no matter how seemingly humble.

You’re well-adjusted to curing the illness, hiding what needs to be hidden, perhaps even inclined to make people look better than they actually are.

But with Viktor, there comes a dilemma.

Viktor, weak and feeble, as if a gust of wind may break his bones and put a stop to his heart. Viktor, fickle and nuanced, this unspoken genius that lays behind the shell of a human, blooming into brilliance with every second of existence.

How are you supposed to immortalize such a man?

Seguir leyendo

On the note of reblogging from content creators…

I just don’t understand why people here have transitioned to preferring likes at all?? Like how could you just like… exist here and NOT want to fill your blog with things you love?? Like how do you see a post and think “WOW!!!!! This is so fantastic! I love it so much!!!!! …. I’mma give it a like tho because it’s cool but not worth spreading to other people.” Because THAT is the message you’re passing along to the creator when you like a post instead of reblog it. You’re basically telling the creator that their work isn’t worth sharing.

And as a content creator who pours my heart and soul into my creations, it fucking sucks.

˚‧ ✰  ˓ ˖ AITA FOR FUCKING MY SON’S GIRLFRIEND? aka me randomly thinking about how fanon!toji in some fics would be one of those guys to post in AITA on reddit for validation 😭

my son [21M] and i [43M] have always had tension. its probably because i left when he was a kid and he was raised by my enemy [34M] but since then we've been trying to patch up our relationship through phone conversations and occasional meetups. my son's got all of my looks and none of my game, but he managed to pull a girl way out of his league. i've met her once or twice and she's a sweet lil thing, too fuckin' hot for that little runt of mine. so 'cause my son and his girl are trying to get a house in the city, he asks if they can stay with me for a while. get their money up. i agreed. i got a pretty big place and i thought it'd be cool.

wrong. my son's girlfriend is a fuckin' minx. always walking around in short skirts and tempting me by bending over in front of me while i'm just trying to watch the fuckin' game. handing me my beers when i don’t ask for them and complimenting me on my muscles after i come home from the gym. i put distance for a while, but here's where i might be TA: so one night while my son's asleep, i gotta take a piss and i go to my bathroom but she's already in there doing a skincare routine or whatever tf girls do to keep their skin shiny and shit. i'm about to apologize and take a piss outside but she says that i can come in, we're family now, etc etc. so i'm taking a piss right and she's doing her skincare shit. she's just chatting like we're old friends, then she says she sees where megs got his good looks, that i'm hot for an old guy, etc etc. then as i'm about to put my dick away and get tf out of there, she grabs it. says she wants me. and c'mon, what am i supposed to do? not get my dick wet just because she's my son's girlfriend? funny. so we fuck. hand over her mouth and shit. telling her she deserves a real man, not that rugrat snoring in my guest bedroom rn. and then i send her back to bed. walking all funny and skincare routine not even complete. idk reddit i feel like i'm TA bc i’m trying to patch my rs up with my son and be a good dad . i also told my buddies and they said i'm a dick for fucking his hot little gf so reddit, AITA? should i tell my son?