Snacks? (Pt.2)
I just love the boys that are nice sometimes and literal FBI level threats other times...
Izuku
(this is just something to put out for fun but I take heavy inspiration from Glitched they're freaking amazing! I hope they are doing well โค๏ธโ๐ฉน๐ฅฆ)
It was another day of sitting at home without a care in the world. Waiting for your husband to come home, this was the one day where you weren't working or out doing chores. The giant house that you and your pro hero husband inhabited was so intimidatingly big, that seeing the house so quiet and empty kinda scared you but in a good way. Like a really secured way.
It wasn't all that lonely I suppose with your husband texting you every once and in a while with memes or compliments or how much he misses you. He's gotten the hang of One for All and is the number 1 hero. All this sounds pretty good for you guys but it's not...
The stronger your hunk of a husband gets, the longer he'll be working and that means less time for you too. This was probably the 3rd day he'd been vacant from the house this week so you were tired of it. I mean who wouldn't be?
I'm just gonna have to make him forget work when he comes back. you thought. Sure it was a lot easier said than done but you are Y/-fuckin-N! Ain't nobody or nothing gonna stop you from getting what you wantโจ
*Bzzz* Your phone buzzes and you find out it's your husband.
๐ฅฆMy hero๐ฅฆ: Hey baby I got some good news! ๐
I'll be home either tonight or next morning! I can't wait to see my precious little Bunny๐
Your heart swelled as you read the text you eagerly texted him back showing your excitement before going back to brainstorming. Shit.... Now you're on a time limit. With little time you began thinking about a dinner; one with a huge table full of different foods and of course dessert but will that be enough for your busy husband to stay home?
Annoyed and stressed, you just focus on that one thing, preparing food. You walked into the kitchen and searched the full fridge for things to cook. thankfully you had the ingredients to try some viral recipe you saw on Pinterest.
After cooking and laying everything out on the table you decided to change into something more anticipating you changed into some tiny pajamas and black lingerie under it. Surely it would do something to him to see those thin, black and green panties.
"Bun! I'm home!" Your heart froze up before running to the front door and hugging and kissing the breath out of Izuku.
"baby! Hiii" "Hey bun... You look so....- He takes in the way that the shirt you were wearing hugs your curves. The way that it just barely shows the outline of your hardening nipples. โGood..."
"I made you a little sumthin-" You help him put his stuff down and drag him towards the kitchen. This food is gonna be so fucking good that he's gonna eat this and then eat me- wait.
As Izuku takes a seat and looks in awe at all the food on the table. After working 22 hour shifts for 3 days straight you get kinda hungry. He waited for you to be seated as you walked to the table with his plate of healthy servings.
"thank you so much, Bunny. I love you."
You smile and join him at the table, in your rightful chair or throne rather; Izuku's lap.
He begins to chow down on all of his food rather quickly, while spouting his compliments about you and the food. "Wow this is so good, Bun" and "You look so pretty today" and "Did you get all dolled up for me?"
At the end of the meal you carefully bring him upstairs and take off his hero gear. Making sure to be slow and to add a sway to your movements. At this point Izuku's eyes were lidded and he still had that same smile of adoration but it seemed almost suspecting.
You pushed him back on the bed and slowly took off the pajamas. (Deku merch obviously) Under it you had your dark green and black lingerie.
"wow.. you were ready for me, weren't you bun?"
He cups your cheek and pulls you onto his lap. You feel his warm, calloused hand touch your face as a familiar sensation of Izuku's bulge rubbing against your sweet spot.
You lean in for a kiss and start playing with the zipper on his hero suit pants. As you do he slips a hand on your waist and deepens the kiss while helping you loosen his pants and takes off his suit.
"lemme help you with that bun..."
โฉ.๏ฝฅ*:๏ฝกโปโโโโโโโโโโโ โโกโ โโโโโโโโโโโ.โข*:๏ฝกโฉ
"F-fuck! Wait! Izu...." Of course after working for so long and so hard your husband is gonna be a little pent up. Not being able to come home to see his pretty, loyal wife. The only way to solve that? A fucking mating press. Nothing can compare to the satisfaction of a good fucking. Especially passionate, rough and deep sex.
I mean if you aren't screaming his name at the end is it even considered a good fucking? Clearly he isn't putting in enough effort if you give him a reaction that's anything less than a moan of his name, unintelligible mumbles, or praises. So he'll go for a couple hours. Maybe he'll be satisfied after a few positions, some breeding, and marking. Just to make sure you know you're his.
And right after he would take a shower with you cuddle with you and make sure you were at 100 percent and then only then would he go to sleep with you in his arms. An unbreakable grasp.
Then he'll do the same thing next week.
โคออออโ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฑ.
โข ๐ญ๐ฐ!: ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ๐๐, ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐๐ซ, ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ฌ, ๐๐จ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐/๐ :๐, ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ค๐ฎ, ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ.
โข ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐ค๐ฎ X !๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐/๐
โข๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ฒ: ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฑ๐ข๐ ๐๐จ๐ฒ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐จ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ'๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐๐.
โข๐/๐: ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐๐ค
โข๐๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐ญ: ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ
The day was like any other, waking up, showering, and getting to work developing lyrics and beats and melodies. Despite doing all this yourself you frequently had collabs that you needed to be prepared for.
It wouldn't have been an issue if you didn't have to worry about Ryan; your selfish, emotionally unavailable, useless boyfriend. I mean all he would do is drink, hangout with his friends, and yell at you. It's not like you were gaining anything from being with that waste of space.
Today you had an important meeting with another music artist that wanted to collaborate so you grabbed your laptop and other music gear and locked your room before leaving the house.
It was refreshing walking outside and letting the nice windy breeze hit your face. The sky is turning a bluish orange. And leaves of the big orange trees drifted down around your feet as you started your walk or tried to. (Ignoring all the text from your boyfriend) you felt the odd feeling of being watched. It's been like this for a while but then again this part of town is quiet but lively so maybe it was just some random people.
Taking walks refreshes your mind from time to time but this is one of those cases where you wish you didn't have to walk. Like this case, the sun was slowly setting and as you walked through the busy and not so safe parts of Tokyo, an unshakable feeling of fear came over you for no reason. Or so it seems.
Despite the way you feel you kept walking because you couldn't miss this collaboration it could make your monthly listeners skyrocket. You stop at a gas station for some food and ignore some of the druggies outside. After bringing some snacks and drinks at the counter. And having a very uncomfortable exchange with the cashier, when you go back outside the druggies are gone?
Uh? Okay? The fuck...
While walking you notice a man with curly green hair. He looks at you waves at you with a warm smile. You wave back and continue on your way. Not trying to start conversation and waste even more time.
When you finally make it to the studio nobody is there so you wait and wait and wait but it all stays the same. Maybe I got the time wrong but when you looked at your phone it was most definitely right but I guess not. After a few disappointing minutes you start back up walking home. This time, in pure darkness besides the city lights and cars that illuminated the streets.
The same feeling of being watched made your eyes wet. Just keep walking, nobody is looking at you, girl. Well you couldn't have been even more wrong. The same friendly person who waved to you earlier was just walking around killing people who made your life a tiny inconvenience. People who did nothing wrong.
As you continued walking he continued following you. Above, on top of the buildings he watched you, everywhere that you went each path you took... Oh it was just like having a romantic walk home. But you didn't know he was there. You guys were so in love with each other clearly. Right?
When you got home you didn't even care what time it was but apparently to your drunk boyfriend who was awoken by the sound of the front door. It was clearly too late for you to be out and already you knew that he was gonna do his usual accuse you of cheating, yell at you, curse you out and then pass out on the couch.
I mean if that prick is good for one thing I guess it would be being loud or some shit like that. You didn't even want to deal with him so you walked past him but Ryan was for some reason way more pissed than usual and grabbed your arm.
"Let me go!" You shouted while trying to tug your arm free. Little did you know your stalker was watching and taking in the situation.
"I know ya wer' out there bein a lil slut!" He kept grabbing you and pushing you again a wall. He was way too drunk to be this angry at you when you haven't even talked to him once today.
"Ryan, get the hell away from me!- you guys both freeze as the sound of shattering glass echoes throughout the house from the kitchen.
"what the f-...."
Ryan walks towards the kitchen still as angry as before but a little bit more wary this time. You follow behind him and stop, practically shaking when you see the same individual who waved at you, standing before you. with a knife and a uncanny grin.
Your adrenaline started kicking in as you panicked at the sight of the stranger standing before you. He saved you but only so he could finish you himself? It was all too much to think about but. Everything went quiet until you broke the silence.
"Y-you... I saw you... At the gas station"
The green haired man smiled at your revelation and nods. Ryan, however, still found a way to make you seem like the bad guy. As usual..
"this the dude ya was sluttin' out with?" He says drunkenly while stumbling over his words and staring at you angrily. He takes a step closer to you and raises his hand at you and then it all goes blank. Besides the cold feeling coating your body. When you open your eyes, confused by the lack of impact you notice the liquid covering your body and the body of your boyfriend or rather ex-boyfriend.
You stare at the body for a bit longer than normal, just processing everything. You weren't sad or bothered by his death it was just an inconvenience that he died in your house, and got his blood on your body. Your face was stuck in an expression of shock but you felt something way different than shock. Was it relief?
"you killed him..."
Before you could steady yourself and run away to call the police you lost all of the energy and will to move. Your vision doubled and you just remembered the cold feeling of your head hitting the floor.
You woke up to the warm, soft and velvety sheets of Izuku's bed. As you slowly regained consciousness and your vision you noticed that obviously, this wasn't your fucking house. You sat up and looked around the room until you saw izuku sitting down across the room from you, just looking.
You tried to talk but nothing came out, Izuku picked up on this and walked towards you. Panic. That was all you could do at that time. When he raises his hand you flinch and prepare for the impact but just like last time there was no impact or at least not anything intense. A calloused hand gently brushed your cheek. Confused, you slowly opened your eyes to see what was happening.
"Don't worry, doll. I'd never hurt you..."
What? What did he just say to you? Did he call you doll? It was all very strange but you noticed the odd amount of sincerity in his voice.
"W-why am I here? Where am I?..."
"You're here because this is your new home."
I was writing this for a couple of days bc I had no inspo but yeah I finished it!
The 18+ themes are warnings for the entire story not this part.
โคออออโฐ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฑ
(๐๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐)
I know it's been awhile since I've done one of these, I prolly got the number wrong but whatever. It's nice to see y'all! ๐ All distractions aside lately I've been thinking about yuji. A LOT. On Tumblr everyone gets inspired by everyone and that's what made this yuji monstrosity ๐.
So, yuji is such a nice, amazing boyfriend and he will stay like that forever as long as he gets an incentive.๐ He'll be super nice and then bam! Got your face shoved into a mattress taking backshots while he runs his fingers down the lines that run up and down your back.
All while doing the Following; teasing your clit, kissing from your neck all the way to your waist, using his spit as a lubricant and sticking him thumb into your nice asshole and a whole bunch of other outlandish stuff while moaning your name and praising you. What a man right?
I mean we all know he's a canon ass guy so like..... Ofcoursehewantstotryanal. HEY,HEY ๐๐พ๐๐พ I DON'T MAKE THE RULES. I JUST WORK HERE. Dude is a certified freak in the sheets. Like when I'm eating your cunt I want your legs to tighten so tightly around my head that I get a headache and blood stops circulating through my head and I pass out with my face still buried in your cunt.
NIGGA WHAT!? HES SO WEIRD. but I love it
Also I'm waiting for the day megumi joins in a 3some with you guys that will just be an awful idea because fushiguro was already like 7/10 this an awful idea. then when he sees yuji feeling all up on you he's like 5/10 I don't even belong here. Finally when yuji starts doing all of his weird kinky shit megumi is gonna jump out the window of a multistory house with no pants on like the spider-man๐ญ๐ญ
He could do one with Choso but that will take a long time of convincing and mental preparation because he would be having a midlife crisis trying to figure out what's acceptable and what's not. Bless his poor heart.
But yeah if I don't stop writing now I never will. So this is it for this RSTPIMM. Ty you for coming to my unsolicited ranting
My next RSTPIMM will prolly be on this goober
Credit to: @koifly they're absolutely awesome
I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED BUT REONAGI IS INFECTING MY HEAD
I NEVER FELT THIS WAY ABOUT THEM BUT NOW I CAN'T SEE THEM ANY DIFFERENT
๐๐, ๐'๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐ . (๐'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ)
{๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐}
โฉ.๏ฝฅ*:๏ฝกโปโโโโโโโโโโโ โโกโ โโโโโโโโโโโโ.โข*:๏ฝกโฉ
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฒ'๐๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐'๐ฆ ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฑ. ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ญ. ๐ ๐๐จ ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐๐ฐ ๐๐๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐.
๐ธ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐? ๐
๐ธ'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐erso๐ (I'm not that good relax)
๐ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ค ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐๐ค๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก ๐๐ ๐'๐ข ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ข๐ค๐๐จ.
โซโช.ฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑll|ฬ ฬฒฬ โฬ ฬฒฬ |ฬ ฬฒฬ =ฬ ฬฒฬ |ฬ ฬฒฬ โฬ ฬฒฬ |llฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlฤฑ.โซโช
โ ๏ธ - Favorite color is purple obviously.
โ ๏ธ- lowkey an introvert
โ ๏ธ- like Horror stuff
โ ๏ธ- fnaf is so ๏ผ*โขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอ*หให*โขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอ*ห๏ผ
โ Really awkward.
Thats kinda it (expect edits)
โง๐๐ก๐ โง๐๐ฃ๐ค โง๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ง โง๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ค๐ โง๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ค
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