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"They Watched The Video"

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Katsuki Bakugo

Genre: Comedy, Wholesome Aftermath, Secondhand Embarrassment, Uterus-Fueled Respect

Part 12 of the “Knock First, Damn It!” Series

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It started in health class.

You got the warning note ahead of time. A little permission slip in Hana’s backpack that read:

> “This week, we will be viewing a short educational film on childbirth.”

You signed it.

Bakugo signed it too—then added “Godspeed” in the corner.

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DAY OF THE VIDEO: 2:43 PM, SCHOOL HEALTH CLASS

Haruki (13) and Hana (12) sat side-by-side, trying to act like this was fine.

A projector flickered on.

A chipper narrator voice began:

> “Today, we’ll be learning about the miracle of life.”

It started out easy. Cute cartoon animations. Uplifting music.

Then it switched.

REAL FOOTAGE.

A woman. Labor. Screaming.

Close-ups. Angles that no one was ready for.

A head emerging where heads should not.

Haruki’s jaw dropped.

Hana gripped her desk like it was a lifeline.

Someone in the back whispered, “Is that LEGAL?!”

The video didn’t stop.

Tears. Blood. One midwife yelling, “ALMOST THERE!”

Hana went pale. “Why is she still screaming?! Why is it still coming out?!”

Haruki looked horrified. “There’s shoulders?!”

Another kid fainted.

By the time it ended, no one clapped. No one spoke.

The lights came on.

Silence.

Existential dread.

The teacher cheerfully asked, “Any questions?”

Haruki slowly raised a hand. “Yeah. Um. Can we take our moms out to dinner or something?”

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LATER THAT NIGHT

You were cooking when the kids walked into the kitchen, eyes wide, forever changed.

Haruki walked up and hugged you. Full-body. Long. With meaning.

“…You okay?” you asked.

“You did that for me,” he whispered like a cult convert. “You’re a superhero.”

You blinked. “What… did they show you?”

“Everything.” Hana said, voice flat.

Bakugo peeked around the corner. “So. You saw it, huh?”

Haruki nodded slowly. “Dad.”

“Yeah?”

“…Did you WATCH Mom go through that?”

Bakugo took a long sip of tea. “Front row. Got hit in the face with a piece of placenta.”

Hana gagged.

Haruki looked like he was going to cry again. “I can’t believe you survived that.”

You smiled. “It’s part of the job.”

Haruki saluted. “Respectfully? I will never raise my voice at you again. Ever.”

Bakugo smirked. “I been sayin’ she’s a badass.”

Hana bowed. “I’m gonna do your chores for the week. Just because.”

You nodded like a queen.

“…Also,” Haruki added, “I might be abstinent until I’m thirty.”

Bakugo fist-pumped behind you.

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“Head Trauma? Never Heard of Her”

Featuring: You (bleeding, unbothered), Aizawa (perpetually tired), Midnight (living for the drama), and Present Mic (too loud for this).

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Scene: Back Alley Behind a Fight – 6:45 PM

The battle is over. Villains: tied up. Civilians: safe. Heroes: dusting themselves off.

That’s when Aizawa freezes, squints into the distance, and mutters—

Aizawa: “Is that… blood?”

Midnight: “Where?”

Present Mic: “WHERE?!” echoing like a fire truck

They turn the corner and find you—a girl with a split-open forehead, a suspiciously calm smile, and a half-eaten granola bar.

Sitting on the curb. Bleeding. A lot. Like, A Lot a lot.

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You: casually “Hey guys. Don’t mind me. Just leaking a bit.”

Aizawa: blinking slowly “You're actively hemorrhaging.”

You: “Yeah, it’s kind of a vibe. Adds mystery.”

Midnight: already digging for her first-aid kit “Sweetie, how are you even conscious?!”

You: “Adrenaline and vibes.”

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Present Mic: “DID YOU GET ATTACKED?!”

You: cringing “Volume, my guy. I already hear ocean sounds and the voice of God.”

Aizawa: “You need a hospital.”

You: “Eh. Maybe. Or maybe this is my villain origin story.”

Midnight: “You’re too chill for a villain. You’d get distracted mid-monologue.”

You: “Correct. I’d stop to compliment someone’s shoes.”

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Aizawa: “What happened?”

You: “Long story short, I tripped chasing a cat. Into a dumpster. Then a pipe fell on my head. The cat is fine though.”

Present Mic: “SHE TRIED TO BEFRIEND A DUMPSTER CAT.”

You: offended “He was majestic.”

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Midnight: “You are bleeding like a faucet and still defending the cat?”

You: “His name is Garbage Prince and I’d die for him.”

Aizawa: already dialing an ambulance “You just might.”

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Scene: Waiting for the ambulance

You: “Do I get a cool scar? Like one that makes people think I’ve seen things?”

Present Mic: “Only if you survive!”

You: thumbs up, slightly swaying “Neat.”

Midnight: “I want whatever mental stability cocktail you’re on.”

You: “It’s called ‘delusion and snacks.’”

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Scene: Ambulance arrives

Paramedic: “What happened?!”

You: “Gravity and poor decision-making.”

Aizawa: “Put her on full watch. She named the blood trail on the way here.”

You: “His name is Kevin.”

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To Be Continued…?

hii, can I request a katsuki x reader. where the reader is always sleeping but still keeps up with everyone/thing.

Hii! Absolutely, that sounds like a super cute and fun dynamic—lazy but secretly competent reader♡

"Nap Queen (and the One Who Puts Up With Her)"

Katsuki Bakugou didn’t understand how you did it.

Every time he turned around, you were curled up somewhere: on the common room couch, under a shady tree, in a sunny patch on the roof, halfway under a desk in class—you were like some kind of professional napper. The class had started placing bets on how many hours of the day you'd spend asleep.

What baffled him the most, though, was that you somehow never fell behind.

He’d catch you with your head down during strategy lessons, but when Aizawa asked you a question, you'd snap awake and answer it perfectly, eyes half-lidded like you were still halfway in a dream. You aced surprise pop quizzes. You dodged blows like you had precognitive reflexes. You turned in reports early.

And it infuriated him.

“How the hell do you know what’s going on when you’re always passed the fuck out?” he snapped one day, as you blinked slowly up at him from the dorm lounge sofa, still wrapped like a burrito in your blanket.

“Hmm?” you mumbled, voice thick with sleep. “I’ve got good ears… and Denki talks so loud.”

He stared at you, jaw tight. “That’s it?”

You yawned, then smiled lazily. “Also, I listen when I’m asleep.”

“That’s not a real thing.”

“Is for me,” you murmured, then gave a little stretch that somehow annoyed and fascinated him at the same time. “You worried I’ll surpass you in my dreams, Bakugou?”

His eye twitched. “I’ll blow you to hell in your dreams if you keep talkin’ like that.”

You chuckled and rolled over, pulling the blanket higher. “Cool. Just wake me up first.”

That damn smirk stayed in his head the rest of the day. And the next. And maybe a few after that.

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Bhna masterlist♡

Not everything is on here! It's stil updating!

Boys

Class 1a

Bakugo

"The disaster talk"

They watched the video

The truth bomb

Family Dinner (aka the acacolypse)

The Janitor’s Closet incident

Explosive Delivery

Explosions of the heart

Thin Walls- no restraint

Red Marks red faces

No Time Like a Bad time

Explosive Love: Part 2 – Babysitter Bakugo

Kirishima

Red Riot meet your Sidekick

Explosive Love (Literally)

Deku

In his arms

Explosive Love: Part 3 – Baby's Day Out (with Deku & Todoroki

Sero

Explosive Love: Part 5 – Sero & Denki: Bros vs Baby Bom

Denki

💛 Static hearts

Explosive Love: Part 5 – Sero & Denki: Bros vs Baby Bom

Shoto

Explosive Love: Part 3 – Baby's Day Out (with Deku & Todoroki

More to come!

Girls

Uraraka

Jirou

Momo

Tsuui

Mina

Explosive Love: Part 4 – Mina’s Turn (And She’s Ready for War)

Hagakure

More to come!

Pro heroes

Boys

Present mic

Aizawa

“Head Trauma? Never Heard of Her”

Hawks

Just a Flesh Wound bro

"First Flight"

“Hero Duty Never Sleeps”

More to come!

Girls

Midnight

“Head Trauma? Never Heard of Her”

Mirko

Mt. Lady

Just a Flesh Wound bro

More to come!

Villains

Boys

Shigaraki

Dabi

Twice

Overhaul

Girls

Toga

Magne

Lady nagant

this isn’t a request, just wanted to say I adore your page. I haven’t been active on my account for personal reasons and wish I had motivation but seeing you go through your requests so fast is admirable :)

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It warms my heart that people say this to me, i really love to see that people love my page and adore it😭 i hope to make other people happy and im so glad that you admire me♡♡♡

“A Pup Among Cats”

Wild Wild Pussycats x Baby!Reader

Reader has a dog-related quirk (enhanced smell/hearing, maybe tail/ears?)

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Found Family

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The first time they saw you, you were curled up in a blanket way too big for your tiny body, floppy ears twitching at every sound, big watery eyes staring up at them like they were the biggest things in the world. Mandalay swore under her breath.

“A… dog?” Pixie-Bob blinked. “This baby has a dog quirk?”

“Yup.” The hero who dropped you off looked exhausted. “Enhanced senses. Sharp hearing, powerful nose, slight tail mutation. Probably some tracking potential when she’s older.”

Tiger folded his arms. “You do know we’re the Wild Wild Pussycats, right? We don’t really… deal with dogs.”

Mandalay sighed. “And yet you brought her to us.”

“She needs a home. And you’re registered as foster-capable for quirked kids. No one else has room for someone with her sensory needs. The shelters are full.” A pause. “She doesn’t have anyone else.”

You sneezed then. A tiny, pitiful thing. Your tail wagged once, unsure.

Ragdoll knelt down slowly. “Hi, sweet thing,” she whispered, reaching a hand out. You sniffed it with that super-powered nose of yours, ears perking. “You smell like… tuna,” you babbled.

Mandalay winced. “Okay, that’s kind of cute.”

Pixie-Bob huffed. “Just don’t expect me to like her.”

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Three weeks later, Pixie-Bob was the one sleeping with you curled on her chest, brushing your little tail while muttering, “Dogs aren’t that bad.”

Tiger caught you trying to chase your own tail and had to step out because “something got in my eye.” Ragdoll taught you how to howl. Mandalay started keeping extra noise-canceling earmuffs in her bag for when your hearing got overwhelmed.

You weren’t a cat. You barked in your sleep and chewed on slippers.

But somehow, you fit. You were their little pup. The odd one out in a house full of felines.

And the Pussycats? They didn't just “deal” with dogs anymore.

They had a reason to love one.

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Sorry if this was short!

Can you make a story like the one where Mitsuki walked in on reader and Katsuki? <33

"Ground Zero, Meet Grounded"

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

Rating: Spicy / NSFW themes (18+) / Humor / Mild embarrassment

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The second his bedroom door slammed shut behind you, Katsuki’s lips were already on yours — all heat and hunger, like he’d been starving all day and you were the only thing on the menu.

“God, I needed this,” he growled against your mouth, hands gripping your hips like you’d disappear if he let go. His body was hot — hotter than usual — like he was running on adrenaline and teenage testosterone.

“You’re so impatient,” you whispered, breathless already as he pushed you back toward his bed.

“You wore that fuckin’ skirt on purpose.”

You smiled, smug. “Maybe.”

He groaned, dragging your bottom lip between his teeth. One hand slipped under your shirt, calloused fingers brushing your bare skin. You barely made it to the edge of the bed before he practically tackled you onto it, his mouth never leaving yours for more than a second.

His weight, his heat, the way he kissed you like he had something to prove — it had your heart pounding and thighs clenching.

“You know how much I’ve thought about this today?” he muttered, voice low and rough as his mouth trailed down your neck. “Couldn’t even focus in training. Fuckin’ Deku almost got a hit in.”

“Oh no,” you teased. “Not Deku.”

He growled and bit your collarbone just hard enough to make you gasp. “You’re such a brat.”

Your laugh turned into a soft moan when his hand slid up your thigh, under your skirt, fingers teasing the edge of your underwear. “Look who’s talk—”

The door burst open.

“Katsuki, dinner’s—”

Mitsuki Bakugo’s voice cut off mid-sentence.

You froze. Katsuki froze.

“OH MY GOD.”

A beat.

Then:

“MOM, GET OUT!”

Mitsuki was already turning on her heel, shrieking down the hallway. “MASARU! YOUR SON IS DEFILING SOMEONE’S CHILD IN HIS ROOM!”

“Oh my god,” you whispered, mortified, trying to pull your shirt back down and find where the hell your dignity went.

Katsuki looked like he wanted to die. Or explode the entire house. Possibly both.

“I’m gonna burn this whole fuckin’ place to the ground.”

“Milk Meltdown”

Bakugo x Fem!Reader + Daughter Chaos + Newborn Baby

Genre: Humor, Family, Fluff

Warning: Embarrassment levels are HIGH

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You had just settled into the rocking chair, your newborn daughter latched onto your boob like it owed her money.

It was peaceful. Quiet. Almost too quiet.

Cue your four-year-old, stomping into the room like she owned the place, holding a suspiciously empty juice box.

“MOMMY!” she gasped. “IS SHE EATING YOU?!”

You blinked. “What?”

She pointed, eyes wide in betrayal. “THE BABY! SHE’S EATING YOUR BOOB!”

Bakugo, walking past with a burp cloth, froze in place like a dead NPC.

“She’s not eating me, honey,” you tried to say calmly, even though your soul had left your body from secondhand embarrassment. “It’s called breastfeeding.”

Your daughter blinked. “Like...with milk?!”

You nodded. “Yes. Mommies make milk for babies. It’s how they eat before they can have real food.”

She stared. Then stared harder.

“So you're a cow now?”

Bakugo wheezed from behind the couch.

You glared at him. “Do not laugh. I swear to God.”

He coughed into his fist. “Nope. Not laughing. Totally serious.”

Your daughter looked suspicious. “So when I was a baby, I drank from your boobs too?”

You nodded.

She screamed like she was in a horror movie.

“WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THIS?! I THOUGHT I JUST ATE APPLESAUCE!”

Bakugo was crying now. Fully crying.

“I’m never drinking milk again,” your daughter declared. “Ever. Never ever.”

“Good,” Bakugo said. “More for the baby.”

She turned to him, dramatic as ever. “Daddy, are your boobs full of milk too?”

You both stared.

Bakugo went redder than his hero costume. “No. No, they are not. And never will be.”

“But you got big ones,” she said, poking his chest.

You immediately whispered, “Rip, bro.”

Bakugo looked like he needed a support group.

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Later that night…

Bakugo was laying face-down on the couch. “She called me a milk tank.”

“She’s just confused,” you said, cradling your newborn.

“She moo’d at me.”

“She’s four.”

He sat up. “I’m buying a book. No. A chart. A PowerPoint. I’m explaining everything before she thinks I lay eggs next.”

You snorted. “Go ahead. She still thinks babies come out of bellybuttons.”

He froze. “...I need a beer.”