Your Biggest Fan | MASTERLIST

Your Biggest Fan | MASTERLIST

PART XVII: i fucked everything up

↝ During the day you work under number one hero Ground Zero’s agency as a receptionist, but at night you run the biggest hero fansite wholly dedicated to the number one hero, Ground Zero himself. When Bakugou stumbles upon your fansite, he goes undercover as a fan using a fake account. Eventually, you both slowly fall for the other’s online alias, completely unaware of who’s actually behind the accounts.

A/N: i love bakusquad so much 🥺 bakugou having friends he can open up to instead of suppressing his feelings and feeling like he has to handle things on his own 😭 well as for the next part, it’ll be a written fic! a lot of shit goes down so… look forward to it! 🤭😳👁

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l’ incendie

Pairing: Hal x Reader

Summary: You grew up as witness to the atrocities committed under the British crown. Lord Grey is your father and newly pledged councilman of the royal court. Now, England has a new boy king, one who is set on keeping peace in Europe. You are determined to see England burn, even if it means corrupting the lionhearted boy of Eastcheap.

Word count: 10k+

Warnings: explicit smut, strong violence, sacrilegious imagery a blowjob in a chapel lmao

A/N: l’ incendie ; French translation for fire

..so..I watched The King back in November and have had this idea in my brain for the past 2 months now?? It literally consumed me. All throughout my last few weeks of classes and final papers, this is honestly all I could think about, like I’ve been bumping the soundtrack and rewatching the film to plan this, I looked at Lord Grey’s true lineage (he aint Scottish btw I made that up..but he really was related to King Edward lol)…….I’ve just had to get this out of me for so. long. and I’m so happy that I finally have! It feels like this huge weight is gone, but I’ve enjoyed this creative process so much, like it’s so exciting when you hyper-fixate find a new piece of media that you enjoy so much that you dive completely and utterly into everything about it that you can get your hands on, and this is my piece for this!

And my boy Timmy?? Had no fucking clue who this guy was before I saw the film, now I’m writing fics about him a;sdkfjskj but you’re here reading this so. we’re both guilty.

I love story arcs like this where you see a character’s slow descent into corruption and having it revealed that someone was talking in their ear the whole time….i eat that shit right up. Reader’s character is heavily inspired by Lady Macbeth. Using wiles, using sex, etc. Ooh baby. I had fun with this. 

gif credit to @michonnegrimes​ 

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Request for Enji with a daddy kink and water ports please 🥺👉👈

Ownership | Enji Todoroki

Summary: Nothing gets Enji possessive like seeing his little girl with the Symbol of Peace.

Pairing: Enji X fem!reader Word Count: ~ 900 Warnings: swearing, daddy kink, light bondage, sub/dom undertones, possessiveness, marking, watersports Author’s Note: I would just like to say that getting this as my first request was absolutely appalling, not because it’s gross to me but because I literally could not have written myself a better request. Endeavor? Daddy? Piss? Like, I will be 100% up front with y’all, those are legit top fetishes of mine so just *chef’s kiss* Thank you, anon. Thank you so, so much. Whoever you are, I hope you enjoy this tiny piece. 

You knew he was mad as soon as you caught his icy gaze, blue eyes narrowing dangerously, irritated by the boisterous, hulking hero beside you. Taking in the enormous hand on your back, Enji had sucked his teeth at the two of you, his gaze flicking from your sheepish expression, to All Might, back to you and watching as you sank further and further into yourself, shrinking away from the Symbol of Peace. As you should. All Might is friendly and personable, but you don't have any real business with him, not like you’re his sidekick, his little girl, should have just said a polite hello to the number one hero and went on your way, but you didn't, and now you're paying for it. 

Completely naked save for the cuffs around your wrists, you blink up at Enji from your spot on the ground, waiting for him to acknowledge you, and as soon as he does, you're blabbering, "I'm sorry, Daddy, really--"

"I didn't say you could talk," he intones, deep voice sounding bored as he flips to another sheet of paper on his desk. 

You wince, try to shift your weight from one knee to the other, but it's no good. You've been kneeling for the better part of an hour at this point, and your legs are aching, begging for a stretch that you won’t get until Enji allows it. 

More shuffling paper, a few large sips of water from the glass he’s been nursing, and excessive fidgeting on the tiled floor until Enji finally stands, his frame huge and blocking out light from the window behind him. He’s in civilian clothes--a turtleneck and jeans, and you watch with wide eyes as he finishes the last few swigs of his drink and sets the cup down heavily. 

“Do you know what you did wrong, baby girl?”

You gulp. He’s going to lecture you, and it’s going to hurt, but… It’s for your own good. Everything he does is for your own good. 

“I talked to All Might at the station. I’m sorry, Daddy--”

He shushes you as he approaches, stopping right in front of you but remaining upright. All you can do is nuzzle into his thigh and hope for forgiveness. A warm hand settles on the back of your head, and he pets you gently, though his voice is gruff when he corrects, “It wasn’t that you talked to him. You let him touch you.”

“I know. I wasn’t--”

“He doesn’t get to touch you. Only Daddy gets to touch you, remember?” You nod into him, nose brushing his covered crotch. “Say it.”

“Only Daddy can touch me.”

He hums in approval, smooths more hair from your face, then pushes you back. “Good girl.” 

You smile at the praise, sitting up a little straighter as your stomach flips when Enji goes for the zipper of his pants. He pulls his impressive length free, smirking when he notices your eager expression and the way you drop your jaw for him, an invitation he never refuses.

“No, not now, you little temptress,” until now apparently. He grips the base of his cock, only half hard, and grunts out a dark, “Right now I’m going to make sure you don’t forget who you belong to.”

Enji’s piss hits you right between your tits, very hot and very unexpected. You can’t help the shocked, “Daddy!” that slips out of your mouth and wriggle in an attempt to get away from his aim. 

The towering man just laughs and warns, “Move too much and I’ll get it on your face,” directing the stream up to your neck as if to prove his point. 

You stop struggling then, bite down on your lower lip harshly as the warm liquid drips down your torso. The acrid scent makes your nose twitch, mouth turning down in a grimace as he lowers it back to your chest, then your stomach, then your pelvis, making sure you’re as covered in his scent as he can--because that’s what this is: he’s marking his territory, like a fucking dog. 

There is a dull throb between your legs, and you look up at him guiltily as his flow decreases slowly but surely. He’s able to soak your thighs at least, then shakes his dick twice and shoves himself back in his pants. 

You shiver under his gaze, already chilled from the rapidly cooling urine on and around you. You’re sitting in a little puddle and honestly want nothing more than to stand up and throw yourself into the shower, but--

“Don’t look at me like that, baby girl,” Enji rumbles, finally, finally leaning down close to you. He caresses your face with a large, calloused hand, rubs his thumb under your eye, but his gentleness is betrayed by the blaze in his turquoise eyes. You know this isn’t over. “It’s for your own good, remember?”

“Y-yes,” you stutter, trembling under his gaze.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy,” you add quickly.

He releases another one of those hums of approval, brushes his lips over yours, then straightens. 

“I’m going out for dinner. Be a good little girl and stay here until I get back.”

And, with that, he’s striding out of the office, leaving you wet, shaking, and shamefully aroused. 

All That’s Due

Pairing: Nines x f!Reader x Connor

Summary: Trapped between a doe-eyed detective and a steely-gazed android, you wondered what you did to deserve this.

Chapter Warnings: Explicit sex, F/M/M threesome, enthusiastic consent

Word Count: 2.7k

AO3

In, out.

In, out.

It was your entire focus, concentrating on each slow breath as you attempted not to lose your mind. You were sitting between Nines’ spread legs on the edge of the bed, back pressed against his sturdy chest. Connor knelt between your knees, hand resting lightly on your thighs as he gave you a wide-eyed look that did nothing to steady your breathing.

You weren’t sure how you’d ended up here, to be honest.

In, out.

“You’re going to be good for Connor, aren’t you?” Nines’ voice was low. Flat, to an outsider, but there was a commanding undertone that required obedience.

You nodded and swallowed thickly.

“Yes, sir.”

Nines gave a satisfied hum and Connor moved closer, laying his tongue against your inner thigh and licking up a stripe. You shuddered, the movement contained by Nines’ arm holding you in place.

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Something Special  (Mirio x Reader)

Summary: Mirio asks you to come with him to UA to meet Eri. Despite your anxieties, it goes well, and when you and Mirio leave and go back to his apartment, he makes a confession that leads to something a little more physical.

Pairing: Mirio x fem!reader Word Count: ~ 4.8K Warnings: NSFW, penetrative sex, vaginal fingering, no condom, squirting (kinda), brief mentions of canon typical injuries, insecurities Author’s Note: I’ve been playing around with the idea of a reader insert fic for a while now, but I’ve been so used to writing with OCs that it took me a while to get around to it. Today I got hit with a sort of random inspiration and just decided to go for it. This is my first time writing a fic in second person. Smut starts pretty much right after the ‘*’ if that’s what you’re here for. Enjoy!

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“Are you sure this is okay, Mirio?” You ask as you trail alongside the blond boy, bypassing the gates to the hero school.

“Of course! Why wouldn’t it be?” He asks, looking down at you with bright blue eyes and an even brighter smile.

“Well, you know…” You wring your hands in front of you. “I’ve never been a student here and… It just feels weird barging in.”

“We’re not just barging in, silly. Aizawa knows we’re coming.”

“He knows you’re coming,” you remind him. You were simply an add-on to Mirio’s visit, and the fear of being entirely unwelcome has been coiled deep in your gut since Mirio suggested (more like demanded) you come with him to the campus.

“Look,” Mirio stops walking and turns to you. He raises two large hands and places them firmly on your shoulders. “I just really want you to meet Eri. She means a lot to me, and she’s sort of lacking in the… Female role-model department. I think you could really help her.”

You frown up at him, ignoring the way your heart is racing from the weight of his hands on you. “You want me to, what, play with her, or something?”

Mirio laughs, a beautiful, song-like sound. God, you love the way he laughs, full body and so, so genuine. Considering everything he’s been through, it’s a wonder he even still has the capacity to feel such unbridled joy. He is truly incredible.

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Unpredictable (Nighteye X Reader X Mirio) NSFW

Summary: Even with his Foresight, Mirai doesn’t predict having a threesome with his old mentee and said mentee’s new girlfriend. He isn’t upset about it, though. Some things are better left as a surprise.

Pairing: Mirai Sasaki (Sir Nighteye) X fem!reader X Mirio Togata Word Count: ~ 7.3K Warnings: spoilers for season 4 (but everybody lives), swearing, graphic sex, threesome, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, squirting, spitroasting, no condom, spitting, improper use of Quirk Author’s Note: Y’all pray for me. This is definitely the most explicit thing I’ve ever written. So much sinning involved, good god. After reading this, make me feel better about my disgusting self.  ~

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