Is This Mystic Messenger???

Is this Mystic Messenger???

okay so im ordering sushi and this was on their menu

and i’m honestly so confused like there is no description of what it is, what’s in it, and doing a google search also leads to nothing

do they like, send me 5 cute bois that fall in love with me or something

cause in that case i will add it to my cart

reblog if

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dumpster-baby

5 years ago

*making grabby hands* more??? MORE??? 🥺🥺🥺

Title: Snake Boy! 🐍

Summary: short story for Naga! Izuku that I might continue ;)

Warnings: obsession, kidnapping, sexual themes/tension?

The woods looked long. And even longer and more complicated at night.

(Y/N) was at her wits end of paranoia. She had seen a ton of horror movies and stories about the woods being dangerous at night, or some killer hunts them down. Whatever situation, she still felt jumpy.

Oh, how she regretted going into the woods at this hour. (Y/N) went to a summer camp with a couple friends, when she had just ventured off to take a breath of fresh air when she stumbled curiously across the forest. But what dragged her in the most was the cry she heard from the bushes.

Her heart thrummed with excitement, splitting her in half because any logical part of her brain was telling her that she shouldn’t investigate. Like every stereotypical white chick in a horror movie.

But yet she did. An unknown force called curiosity and worry for the person overwhelmed her, so how could she not? At least she would die for a good cause, she reasoned. But her brain called bullshit.

She had been wandering for a while when the person cried out again, this time softer but more pained.

“Hello?” She called out. It sounded nearby. Her heart would go into cardiac arrest soon if her impending doom anxiety didn’t stop.

A whimper was heard from behind a bramble of bushes, which she rushed to. Struggling to get the stubborn plants out of the way of her vision, she realized that what she had been hearing wasn’t human at all.

Well, kind of. In a way. It was a creature with the upper body of a teenage male with curly, green hair and emerald eyes, with the lower body of a snake. And no garter/garden snake either. A naga. A real life naga, with a huge gash in his abdomen. He looked about to pass out, blood smeared into his hair and fingers by someone- or more, something else.

Concerned hazed over the shock, so naturally, the (h/c) girl tried coaxing him awake. “Oh my gosh... you need some help.” She held his head in her lap now. Gentle, silky, voice with soft touched against her plump thighs, she looked like an angel towards the hazy Izuku. “P-Please, stay awake for me. I’m going to try and help you.”

She remembered that in the bag she took with her had medical supplies in it for emergencies. It had patches, scissors, bandages, stilts, medicine, all kinds of bandaids, gauze, etc.

So she got to work in fixing the male up. “You should be fine now.” She gave her water bottle and some ibuprofen to the snake boy.

He shook his tail happily, a small smile on his face. He begrudgedly sat up from her warm lap. “You’re really fascinating, and so pretty...” She whispered out, flustering the naga. He put his hands over his face. She was continually surprised by how he understood her.

“I have to go soon,” the girl said to him. His eyebrows furrowed. His face scrunched up with sadness. And then he whimpered. It was quite weird to say that it was even an adorable sight to witness.

“Can you speak?” She asked.

He nodded, gurgling out a reply obviously not in English or human.

“Definitely not an English major, I see. Do you have a name?”

He hissed something that suspiciously sounded like a “ku” at the end.

“Izuku?” (Y/N) asked. His face went pink as he nodded. He seemed flustered at the use of his name. The girl smiled. “I love it! It fits you.” He was so cute. “I’m (Y/N).”

It gurgley mimicked her name and she smiled brightly. “Yes, like that.”

“Before I go, can I give you a hug?”

Izuku tilted his head in confusion as if to say “what’s that?”.

(Y/N) gestured with her arms. “Y’know... a hug? You’re telling me you’ve never had one before?”

Another shake of his head, as the female gaped. “Let me show you, then you do it back to me.”

(Y/N) inched closer to his sitting form, his curious emerald eyes gazing at her in bewilderment. She was kind of straddling him as she struggled to find a good hugging position.

Then, the girl wrapped her arms around his body and brought him to her, intimately pressed up against her body, (Y/N) regretting not wearing a bra. Her breasts softly pressed up against his muscular chest, nipples hardening at the coldness of his body.

He suddenly became really warm. A groan slipped out from his sharp toothed mouth.

Izuku had never felt this before.

Affection. Not hate, like from Kacchan, genuine, love and care.

She was so soft, so fragile, so warm and comfortable. His face went red and his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his ribcage.

His pain was momentarily forgotten when he was in her arms. She smelled so good too... he mimicked the hug, squeezing him against him like an anaconda snake, his tail curling around her.

...He decided he wanted her as his mate right then and there. No matter what.

Izuku lifted her into his tail, which slithered around her and she became anxious. “Izuku? What are you doing?”

And the girl was knocked out cold. Black surrounded her vision and she fell into an dreamless sleep.

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