Hey I Was Wondering How Is The Writing Is Coming Along? 🙂

I have possibly never related more to the "I'll never be like you" post. I was just wondering if you were going to make a part 2 of it? The way you written it is so amazingly accurate to what I feel like and I wish to read more, unless you are uncomfortable with it! :D

Yes, I am! I'm working on it right now. I'll try to finish soon. It made me so happy that people related to it.

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Is there a part two for I’ll never be like you?

I'll Never Be Like You

Part Two Part One

I think the way you said it was kind of stupid. The wording, I mean. Somehow, the way you used the term "submissive" in another context aside from sexual probably threw people off. Your point wasn't likely construed properly. In terms of a relationship, all you wanted was to be "the man", for lack of better phrasing. You had the strange desire for a boyfriend who would not only be ok with, but want you to propose. To buy him flowers and chocolate for Valentine's. You wanted to be the one to save him when he was in trouble, it's why you'd gotten so strong, after all. It was difficult to put that into words without sounding stupid, and your outburst certainly didn't help, as it was unplanned. Everyone in class thought you a nuisance now, you'd bet. Which is why you hadn't been to class in a while.

Your dorm room was locked. Three days, I think. Your eyes had been closed for just as long. Sleep was the only thing you could do. There was no way you'd be able to walk into class after what happened. Maybe if you'd come in the next day and pretended nothing was wrong it could have been played off. But you'd been in your room for too long. If you went back now they'd surely notice. They'd surely laugh.

Maybe you'll drop out instead

You'd slept for so long you'd caught a headache. At first you thought of sleeping it off. But you couldn't sleep with that much pain. You needed medicine, but students weren't allowed to keep pills in their rooms. Medicine was kept with Recovery Girl. Which means you'd have to leave your room. Which means someone may see you. Maybe you could just sleep it off. You closed your eyes and felt an immediate shock of pain.

You wouldn't be able to sleep it off.

Slowly, you crept toward the door. Pressing your ear against the wood, you attempted to listen for any footsteps. Kirishima walked by. Along with Kaminari. You'd memorized the footsteps of your classmates. Although Jirou and Momo were hard to tell apart. It was quiet for two minutes. You were checking your phone. The time had to be perfect. If you waited until five minutes someone would most likely be coming out of their room again. Three minutes was perfect. It had to be. Thirty seconds till. You began planning. Visualizing how you'd avoid the creaking wood beneath you. Ten seconds. You stood up, stretching a bit. Five seconds. The door knob, grab it. Slowly twist. You swung the door open quickly in order to keep it from screeching too loudly. Taking one step out and then..you felt something beneath you. It was squishy.

You looked down, met with a pair of sleepy brown eyes.

It was Uraraka.

Your entire body tensed, a horrified look on your face. Uraraka shot up just before you slammed the door in her face. Locked. And back to bed you went. The medicine surely wasn't worth it. Go back to your room. You pleaded, although you were sure she wouldn't. It was silent. Until, of course, she knocked.

"L/N?"

No. Go away. This is humiliating. She most certainly thought you were strange. You knew(thought) she could never actually like you. Especially not after all that's happened.

"I just...wanted to talk. I've been- we've all been worried about you. You haven't been to class in awhile." Well of course you hadn't. What kind of idiot would go back to class after saying something as stupid as 'submissive girlfriend'? What kind of backwards world would you be living in if you believed it was fine to do that? It was a spur of the moment thing. Brought on by harsh emotions. Uraraka must have been an idiot if she expected you to return after that. No, that's likely the mental illness talking. You don't believe those things about her. It's not fair to think something like that about her when you don't truly believe it.

"I think it's not good for you to stay in your room for so long. I must have startled you, lying out here. I'm sorry. Can I come in?"

You thought it best not to answer. You were sure she would leave eventually. This was a problem you would not face. Perhaps jumping out of the window would do well. You would grab onto each ledge on the way down. So you wouldn't be harmed. Would that work? Run away, go missing for....ever(?). Yes, you're sure that would be the best solution. You peeked out from under the covers, staring at the window.

You jolted up, however, when there was a sudden pounding on the door. It shook you as multiple hands began beating on the wood from different angles. It couldn't have been just Uraraka.

"We love you, L/N!!"

It was gradual. One by one you heard positive affirmation after positive affirmation. It grew louder and louder.

"Please come out so we can give you a hug!!"

"You better have been brushing your teeth in there!!"

"I'll never forgive you if you have a cavity!"

"Shut it! L/N's too pretty to get a cavity!"

That's not how that works.

Pieces of paper began to be shoved beneath the door. Shaped like hearts, stars, and rainbows. Hesitantly, you crept toward the door and picked them up.

"please don't change. I'd never forgive myself if I made you feel like you had to."

"I LOVE YOU"

"YOURE TOTALLY HOT"

"PLS PEG ME"

You've gotta be joking. This is so corny. More and more letters came in, crowding under the door. How could you keep them all? How could they all be true? Surely they were ly-

There was another one. And another. You couldn't think. They couldn't love you the way they claimed to. You couldn't have been as great as they claimed. The beating on the door stopped, but the verbal assaults(positive) continued.

"Please come out!"

"We miss hanging out with you!!"

"You still owe me a piggy back ride!"

This was too much.

"Let's be friends like we were before!!"

They couldn't mean all this

"Have you been training? Can I train with you?!"

How could they ever want to-

"We're still besties, right?!"

They must have been lyi-

"There's a new boba shop opening up! Let's all go together!!"

At one point it was incoherent. But suddenly, altogether

"We miss you, L/N!! Let's be friends again!!"

. . .

When did you start crying? You think it must not matter. What a headache you'd have after this.

You pressed your forehead against the door, sobbing against the wood. Sliding to your knees, your friends went quiet. Surely they must have hated you. They cared for you so much. How could you ask for anymore?

The best feeling in the world. You're sure it must be acceptance.

"I'm sorry." You wept

"I'm so sorry. I never meant to worry you. I never meant to-"

"L/N?"

. . .

You'd come to know him as the most accepting person there would ever be. Somehow, you found him trying to save even the villains. It could never be said that he'd given up on anyone.

That is the kind of person Izuku Midoriya is.

"It's been awhile. You've been in there for three days. I hope you've been taking care of yourself." His voice was calm and gentle. You soon realized you hadn't heard him speak from the very beginning. His voice was at your level. He must have been on his knees as well. "You made quite the mess back in class. Who do you think had to clean that up?" He laughed a little. "Still, I'm glad it happened. Maybe that's selfish, but I'm happy I was able to know you a little more. I know it must have been scary. I know it must still be. But I want you to know I like those things about you. Your confidence, how bold and strong you are. I've never known you to let those attributes get to your head. You've always been kind, since the day I met you." There was a pause. He smiled "Do you remember when we went on that mission together? It was tough, and at the end you picked me up and spun me around like we were getting married. It was so embarrassing, but I never said I didn't like it.....I'm sorry if I made you feel that way."

You recalled said mission. Along with picking him up. You noticed his red and uncertain features and put him down with a swift apology. He assured you it was fine, but he couldn't look at you without going red for awhile. You had taken it to mean something negative.

"Despite all that, I still want to be friends. Even if that's all we'll ever be. I'd never want to lose you, that would hurt too much." He went silent.

Uraraka had of course noticed the hints Izuku laid out. But she knew he still wasn't sure if this whole situation was about him. In fact he was sure it wasn't. That's why he refused to confess. He could never say such a thing while you were in this state. It was fairly obvious the two of you liked each other. Far more clear to Ochaco now that you told the truth.

She lost. This was it.

"So please. Please come out. I miss you. We all miss you. Let's be heroes. Ok?"

It took strength. Quite a bit, in fact, to stand up. But you did, and they all heard it. Izuku leaned back in anticipation, not sure if it was true. Slowly but surely, you unlocked the door. It slowly creaked open and there you stood. Wrapped in a blanket, looking at the floor, and still six feet tall.

You said nothing, but there was nothing to be said.

A blunt force slammed into you almost immediately. You stumbled back as the sheer force of your friends pulling you into a hug threw you to the ground. You were there for only a moment before they hoisted you back up and dragged you out into the common area. A large feast was almost finished being set up. Aizawa had evenly distributed food onto everyone's plate. Though the biggest plate was yours. Apparently, allegedly, and supposedly, Sero texted Mr. Aizawa to let him know they'd gotten through to you and the feast was on.

You were placed in between all of your friends as they welcomed you to take as much food as you wanted. They were quite close.

Izuku sat right next to you, encouraging you to eat. He clarified, though, that it was alright if you could only handle a little. He smiled that smile you loved so much. You were sure it would be ok. You were sure 'How Much Do I Hate Myself Today?' the gameshow you'd always found yourself the winner of, would be off the air for awhile.

(luckily, ive done you the favor of removing body odor from this universe. we all know you'd stink if I hadn't)

Slowly, you picked up your chopsticks and reached out for the first bite of food you'd had in days. Everyone noticed. They watched in silence. You took a bite.

"It's really good."

Wow jeez I'm so sorry I passed away for months at a time. But when I came back we-

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Damn. THANKS MUCH😚😚

I'm gonna keep working on the requests you guys have given me, so thanks for being so patient!

Ok, I know I went quiet for a long while but I'm back now lol I'm currently working on I'll Never Be Like You part 2. Since it was highly requested

Lmao make sure you keep those screenshots....something tells me this won't be the only time this situation happens.....🤔

Reader lays on end of the bed and deku face fucks her mouth while lying down and gripping the pillows (Deku laying on stomach while face fucking her mouth) and using our mouth as a fleshlight, since he had a stressful day at work and deserves

Midoriya with a Tall S/O

Warnings: NSFW at the end, Dom Reader, Sub Izuwu, Mommy Kink

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SFW

•Izuku never had much of a problem with you being taller than him

•Even when Kachaan tried to tease him over it, there was no effect, he was far too content just with being by your side

•It didn't matter where he was, as long as he was with you, nothing else mattered(that doesn't have anything to do with your height though🤭)

•Although he seemed flustered and embarrassed, he really loved it when you hugged his waist from behind.

•Extra points if you lean down and kiss his neck

•Even extra if you lick him there

•Deku actually loved being picked up by you, despite him covering his beet red face and the babbling that would become of him.

•Since you're taller, he enjoys benching you as well, like a form of training.

•Lifting you up and down, which had you giggling. This in turn made him happy as well.

•It might be a little harder though, since he also asked you to keep count. Through laughing, it could be difficult. Do your best!

•"67...68...69...70...hehe...*giggles*"

•"Y/N, what number was that?"

•"Oh! I um...uhh....90...?"

•"Y/N..."

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NSFW

•He loves sitting in your lap when you touch him

•He also likes having his legs spread wide for you, knowing that you're gonna suck his cock while he's completely open and vulnerable to you is too hot for him to handle

•If you jack him off while he sits in your lap he'll be cumming in no time. Assure him that noise isn't an issue, he'll lean his head back and cry out to the heavens

•Ride him. Please. If youre the super curvy type(whether it be small waist and big boobs and thighs, or just alround big, which are both beautiful) he'll love it if you ride him(this is not to say that he won't love it even if youre not the curvy type, as he definitely will). Deku loves to be covered in you, your scent, your skin pressed against his while he's beneath you. Please do it

•Hold his hand as well, even if you're having sex, simple gestures such as hand holding are lovely for him

•I'm not sure what this sex position is called, so I'll do my best to describe it

•Without a doubt Deku would love to lay in your lap and suck on your breasts while you pump his cock. He does have a mommy kink, after all.

•Deku sucked your nipples with the utmost excitement. He would moan while doing so, adding extra pleasure for you. He looked up with pleading eyes as you pumped his cock with the most loving smile on your face.

•"Does that feel good, baby?" You asked, jacking his cock quickly as pre cum dribbled from the tip.

•"Y-yes mommy, please don't st- ah!" He closed his eyes, fondling your other breast, trying his best not to cum. Although it wasn't certain he would receive punishment for cumming without permission, he knew he would be granted a reward and lots of headpats and cuddles if he held out and waited for his mommy's permission.

•Soon enough, you noticed him holding out, and smiled down at him, licking your lips. "You're such a good boy, waiting for mommy." Deku moaned his appreciation, the praise causing his cock to throb. He loved being your good boy.

•"I-I'll be good for you, mommy..I'll d-do my be-est~!" Clearly, holding out was getting tougher by the second. More moans fell from his lips as he desperately sucked on your nipples. You soon decided he deserved his reward

•"You've been so good for me, baby" you praised, running your fingers through his hair "You don't have to hold back anymore." Deku looked up at you with joyful eyes, face flushed with tears welling up. Quickly, you grabbed a fistful of his green locks and yanked it back, knowing he loved it when you pulled his hair. "C-cumming...cumming!!" Izuku allowed his tongue to fall out, eyes crossed as he spurted cum onto your hand and across the bed.

•He twitched and fucked into your hand as he rode out his orgasm.

•Soon he collapsed, burying his face in your chest.

•"I love you, baby...you did amazing~" you cooed, and Deku smiled against your skin. He looked up at you with loving eyes and a sleepy grin

•"I love you too, mommy."

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Hi it me again, I finally remembered the idea for the request! And just as I was about to fall asleep too. 😂 So! I was thinking. A make out session but here's the catch. Instead of him picking her up and holding her against the wall, it's her picking him up and holding him against the wall. She can be fit enough to do it or just part of her power I dunno. 😂 It can be as NSFW as it can get. 😈 I love seeing this boy in a blushing mess. ❤

✧❀| A/N: I had way too much fucking fun with this one! This idea was ingenious, I wish I’d thought of it tbh 😂😂 You’re the best~ |❀✧

Yes, I made a Pink Floyd reference in the name of this fic, because I’m all for the old bops and it fit the story so well.

✧❀ | Warnings: nsfw!! Smut, like literally plotless. Kinks: Dry humping, semi-public sex, against the wall, clothed sex. | ❀✧

✧❀ | Words: 1400+ | ❀✧

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Another Brick in the Wall (Midoriya/Reader | nsfw)

It was pretty late, and the city streets were blanketed in a sheet of darkness, the dotting of stars blocked out by the street lights. It had rained the night prior, so the streets were still slickened by the rain, the air still thick with the smell of it. It’d been a slow patrol. A rarity these days, and you weren’t one to complain if you didn’t have to smash some villain’s face in if given the choice. You and Deku still walked the streets, waving to some of your fans how just so happened to still be out and about.

The green-haired hero was scribbling away in one of his notebooks as he walked. Unbeknownst to him, you were getting bored, and that was a dangerous feeling for you to have. It’s when you became the most spontaneous.

And so, when you grabbed him by the elbow and tugged him straight into an alley, he was more than caught off guard. He let out a yelp as you dragged him at least half-way down the alley—for at least a little privacy—before slamming him against the wall. Your palms smacked against the brick wall on either side of his head.

“Y/N w-what are you—?” Izuku didn’t get the chance to finish because suddenly your lips were on his. He gasped against your mouth, face dusting with a rosy pink you couldn’t quite see in the darkness. 

“W-wait! We’re still outs—” He tried to stutter out between kisses, but you were relentless and his resolve was dissipating with each kiss.

You slid your tongue across his lips and he obediently opened up, shivering as your tongue entered and slithered across his own. His wide jade eyes finally fell shut, and he relaxed against the wall, melting into your demand for affection. You don’t let up your assault and slide your hands up to his freckled cheeks to tilt his head the way you wanted it. His hands latched onto your waist, trying to pull you closer. You sucked his bottom lip in between your teeth and lightly tugged, smiling when he whimpered in response.

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Calling it calling it calling it

Must I even say it?

If you're a man, and you've been through any of this, you're valid and I love you🥰

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

HDJSKSLXNCK WHY HAVE I NOT SEEN MORE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT THIIIIISSSSSSS

KSKSKSKDJFKDKFN WHO THOUGHT THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA-

NOT MR. AIZAWA GIVING URARAKA THE STARE

PLEASE THE NIGHTMARES IM GOING TO HAVE

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