Sunkissed Secrets

Explosive Love: Final Chapter – The Fartening: UA Edition

Pairing: Kirishima x Fem!Reader

Featuring: Class 1-A Babysitting Chaos

Genre: Pure Crack, Full Ensemble, Epic Finale

Summary: In a desperate bid to prove they’re “hero-ready,” Class 1-A volunteers to babysit together. Team effort, they said. It’ll be fine, they said. But nothing—nothing—could prepare them for one baby and her Quirk: Mass Gas Destruction.

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“You guys SURE about this?” Kirishima asked, holding your baby like she was the final boss.

The entire 1-A squad stood in formation—matching shirts, notebooks, snacks, and Mina with a whiteboard battle plan.

“This baby’s just a baby,” said Denki, already sweating but smiling. “We’ve survived finals!”

“She’s literally two feet tall,” Mineta scoffed. “What’s the worst she can—”

PFFFFFT.

The baby made direct eye contact with him as it echoed.

Everyone froze.

Bakugo walked by the door, still emotionally scarred. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he muttered. “Little demon’s got a Quirk worse than mine.”

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Phase 1: Attempt Diplomacy

Iida read a book aloud. Momo sang softly. Tokoyami played ominous jazz on a toy piano.

The baby?

She waited.

Ochaco: “She’s so quiet…”

Tsuyu: “Too quiet.”

PHBRRRRRT.

Half the team hit the deck.

“WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!” Kaminari screamed.

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Phase 2: Divide and Conquer

Jirou and Ojiro tried calming her with lullabies.

Kirishima and Mina tag-teamed diaper duty.

Sero built a fart-proof barrier with tape.

The baby? She broke through it.

“HOW DID SHE BREACH THE TAPE LINE?!” Sero yelled, diving for cover.

“THIS ISN’T TAPE-RESISTANT GAS!” yelled Yaoyorozu, sketching a hazmat blueprint midair.

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Phase 3: Full Meltdown

A fart rolled across the room like thunder.

Ashido screamed, “EVACUATE THE FLOOR!”

Todoroki used ice walls. She melted them with a warm, low pbbbt.

Bakugo peeked in again. “Still think this was a good idea?”

“LEAVE,” screamed Denki, wrapped in a baby blanket and crying.

“I can’t feel my legs,” muttered Mineta from under the couch.

“I think she farted my Quirk offline,” Deku whispered, stunned.

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Final Phase: Acceptance

Aizawa arrived to find the class scattered like a lost battle scene.

The baby sat in the center, giggling and reaching for her pacifier, a picture of peace after the storm.

“I see she won,” he said.

“She always wins,” Kirishima groaned, gently scooping her up.

“She’s gonna be a future Number One,” Todoroki murmured, still clutching a Febreze can like a sword.

The baby looked around.

Smiled.

And let out one final, echoing toot.

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Epilogue:

She grew up to be a kind, strong, powerful young girl.

…Her Quirk? "Pressure Release" – a combustion-based gas emission with trajectory control.

Pro Hero Name: Windbreaker.

Bakugo never recovered.

Kirishima was proud.

You? You carried Febreze in your hero utility belt—forever.

The End.

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Yall I'm like rlly constipated rn XD😍

“So We’re Just Gonna Pretend That Didn’t Happen?”

Or: The Morning After Y/N’s Brain Went Rated R in HD

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The sun was shining. Birds were chirping. The UA dorm was peaceful.

Too peaceful.

Suspiciously peaceful.

Y/N strolled into the kitchen in fuzzy socks and a shirt that said “Unbothered. Hydrated. Inappropriate.”

The moment she entered, everyone fell silent.

Mina sipped her smoothie too fast and choked. Kaminari avoided eye contact like she was a tax collector. Momo looked like she had spent the night praying.

Iida actually stood up and saluted her.

Y/N blinked. “...Why do you all look like I committed war crimes?”

“You did,” Jirou said, deadpan.

“You said things,” added Uraraka, blushing furiously.

Y/N grinned. “What, I spoke truth. That movie scene was art. Michelangelo could never.”

“YOU CALLED HIM THE ‘BUFFET OF SIN’,” Kaminari yelled, dramatically flopping on the table.

“‘Marriott of Sin,’ actually,” she corrected. “Don’t misquote my genius.”

Bakugo entered the room, took one look at her, and immediately U-turned out.

“Ohhh no you don’t!” Y/N called after him. “You ran from the boat scene like it personally attacked you!”

“SHUT THE HELL UP!”

“He’s flustered,” Kirishima whispered.

“‘Flustered’ is generous. Man’s one more spicy scene away from spontaneously combusting.”

Aizawa entered mid-sentence, wearing sunglasses and carrying two coffees.

“If any of you say the word ‘buffet’ today, I’m deducting hero points.”

Y/N raised a hand. “Does it count if it’s in context—”

“NO.”

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Later That Day – In Class

Todoroki turned to Y/N quietly.

“…You said that if your partner doesn’t make you ‘reconsider religion’—what did that mean?”

Everyone around them stopped breathing.

Y/N turned slowly, sipped her water like it was tea, and said:

“It means, Shoto… that there’s a type of intimacy that feels like you got spiritually suplexed by an angel. And you ascend a little. Like… you see your ancestors clapping.”

Todoroki nodded seriously. “That sounds… intense.”

“It’s the goal, my guy.”

“Is that a normal expectation?”

“For me? Absolutely. If I’m not crying and making dolphin noises, what are we even doing?”

From behind them, Jirou whispered, “I need a therapist and a new school.”

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Lunch Time – Revenge Plots & Regrets

Bakugo finally confronted her while they were eating lunch.

“You just had to run your mouth, didn’t you?”

Y/N blinked innocently. “I run my mouth all the time. You’ll have to be more specific.”

“In front of everyone?! While the screen was still fogged up?!”

“Would you rather I waited until after the credits and did a full analysis?”

He glared. “If I ever hear the word ‘spine is decorative’ again—”

“Say it and I’ll Venmo you $5.”

“WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?!”

“I’m an agent of chaos with a subscription to bad decisions.”

Kirishima whispered to Denki, “Honestly, she’s terrifying.”

“...Lowkey kinda hot though?”

“DUDE.”

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Bonus: Present Mic found out later and just yelled,

“YEAHHHHH!! YOU’RE SPEAKING FROM THE HEART, BABY!”

Midnight has officially claimed Y/N as her “spirit child.”

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To be continued… if Class 1-A survives her mouth.

hii can i please make another request for katsuki x female reader and where reader has a stalker? and attacks her one day when she was coming home from work Katsuki realises that she is missing and searched for her and tries to find her

I was not satisfied with how this turned out:(

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Where Are You?

The city was quiet that evening. Katsuki Bakugo had just finished his patrol and was making his way home when his phone buzzed. It was a message from you—his girlfriend. He quickly opened it.

You: “Hey, babe. Just got off work. On my way home. See you soon!”

He smirked at the message, the thought of you waiting for him warming his chest. You always sent him those little texts, a routine that he loved. But something felt off tonight.

You hadn’t replied to his last message, and it was a bit later than usual. He shook it off at first, thinking maybe you were busy. But his gut told him to check again, just in case. His instincts never failed him.

He pulled out his phone and typed another message:

Katsuki: “Yo, where are you? Everything good?”

He waited for a reply, but there was nothing. A sense of unease settled over him. His mind raced back to the odd feeling he'd had earlier that day. A conversation he'd overheard at the cafe that morning. Someone had mentioned you. A man with a weird, unsettling tone in his voice. Katsuki didn’t know why, but something in that voice triggered a sense of danger.

The sound of his phone buzzing snapped him out of his thoughts. It was a message from you.

You: “Sorry, babe. Ran into some issues. I’ll be home soon. Love you!”

Katsuki frowned. It didn’t feel right.

Something about the message was off. He glanced at the time again. You should have been home by now. His heart started pounding in his chest.

He didn’t waste another second. Katsuki stormed out of his apartment, heading towards your place. His mind was racing, and the gnawing feeling of dread made his steps faster, more frantic. He didn’t know what was happening, but he could feel that something was terribly wrong.

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Meanwhile, you were in a completely different kind of situation.

It had been a long day at work. You’d just gotten off, glad the shift was finally over, but something felt strange. A chill ran down your spine as you made your way home through the quiet streets. It was too quiet.

You kept your pace steady, glancing over your shoulder every now and then. The man you’d seen in passing a few days ago seemed to be following you again. He wasn’t close enough to be obvious, but you could feel his eyes on you. The feeling of being watched had become all too familiar.

As you turned a corner, you quickened your pace, trying to shake the feeling of his gaze. But as you reached the next intersection, the sound of footsteps behind you grew louder. Your breath caught in your throat. Panic shot through your veins.

Suddenly, you felt a hand clamp over your mouth from behind, dragging you into an alley. Your heart raced, and you struggled against the grip, but the man was too strong. You kicked and screamed, but your efforts were in vain.

Before you could react any further, the man hissed in your ear, “You’ve been ignoring me too long, little girl.”

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Katsuki’s pace was relentless as he raced through the streets, his mind a blur of thoughts. He felt the anger boiling within him, but there was something more—something darker. The feeling in his gut kept growing, each step amplifying his worry.

His phone buzzed again, and he pulled it out, hoping it was you. But when he saw the message, his blood ran cold.

You: “I’m sorry. I… I don’t know who they are. He… he followed me. I’m scared. Please, hurry. I’m—”

The message cut off abruptly.

“Katsuki!” he cursed, his breath ragged with panic. His eyes scanned the street, and that’s when he saw it—your bag, tossed haphazardly onto the sidewalk just ahead.

Without a second thought, Katsuki burst into a sprint, his heart hammering in his chest as he traced the path leading to where he knew you had been.

Every instinct told him something was wrong. He could feel the shift in the air, the tense energy that came with danger.

“Y/N!” he shouted, but his voice echoed in the night, swallowed by the silence. His hands clenched into fists, fury building as he continued his search. He wouldn't stop until he found you.

He turned a corner and his eyes locked on a shadow in the alley. His heart skipped a beat as he saw the man’s back, a figure looming over you.

The world seemed to slow as Katsuki’s vision turned red with rage. The man’s hands were all over you, and you were barely holding on, struggling beneath his grip.

“No one touches my girl,” Katsuki growled under his breath, stepping forward with a quiet, lethal menace.

Before the man could even turn around, Katsuki lunged. He grabbed the man by the collar, slamming him against the wall with a terrifying force.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Katsuki’s voice was low and full of threat, his eyes burning with fury.

The man struggled in Katsuki’s grip, but he was nothing compared to the fury that boiled inside the blonde hero.

“I—I'm sorry! Please, don’t hurt me!” the man stammered, but Katsuki wasn’t having any of it.

“You’ll be lucky if you leave here breathing,” Katsuki snapped, tightening his grip as he looked at you, trying to make sure you were okay.

You were shaking, your breath coming out in uneven gasps. When your eyes met Katsuki’s, a flood of relief washed over you, but the fear didn’t disappear just yet.

“I’ve got you,” Katsuki whispered, his voice softer now as he gently pulled you into his arms. “You’re safe now.”

And for the first time that night, you believed it.

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Mha characters as dads 💥🪨⚡️

Genre: fluff

AGED UP AU!

(I didn't write so much bc i didn't have ideas and I was tired XD)

Denki Kaminari:⚡️

-Actually fainted when you told him the news, you had to stop him from short-circuiting three times.

-Will do his best to make you laugh during your hard times into your pregnancy and will not tolerate to see you sad.

-will talk to your belly whenever he gets the chance, you sometimes wake up to him talking to your stomach

-when you have morning sickness he will sprint out of the bed and into the bathroom to comfort you.

-He loves to make cute little nicknames for you, himself, and the unborn baby, he will call you his sea and calls himself men (yall get it? lmao) and calls the baby the result.

-You both agreed on having a water birth at home bc that was how your mom had you (in this au)

-When yall went to a doctors appointment he was really excited to know the gender, but later yall found out you was having twins. You swear you've never seen him smile so much since you got married.

-The day your water broke he was a pacing akward mess, he checked up on you every 5 second and made sure you were okay.

-You leggit almost put a curse on that poor boy when you were nearing 10 centimeters, even if denki was a hero and he'd fight dangerous villains and that stuff you'd never seen him so scared before (XD)

-When it came to pushing he held your hand the hardest he could, he promised you could squeeze his hand as hard you could. But only in a few minute's he was a whining mess about how you were breaking his bones

-When you two heard the twins cry for the first time he was a laughing mess while you were a crying mess, you got two sons.

-the firstborn son was named hiro and the other one was named mio, denki was the first one to hold them (Bc he had your permission ofc)

-Even tho he was awfully in love with his sons and would offer everything for them, they bit. And not even a little, it was like they were born as a wild animal.

-But even if the babies bit, shat, hit each other, cried at night keeping yall up the whole night and cried nonstop.

-He still loved them.

Kirishima Ejirou:🪨

-100% cried when you told him the news, he called everyone he knew and told them the amazing news.

-Always has his hand on your belly, even when it was flat.

-He will always lay in bed with you and blabber about everything he wants to happen (for example, having a girl, the baby being healthy, etc)

-When you had the baby it was the happiest day of his life, and as he wished for, he got a baby girl (not that he wouldn't mind a boy)

-you ended up on naming the baby ria.

-Always has his baby girls in his lap, he will carry ria in his arm and have you in his lap while stroking rias small head with tufts of hair.

-His mother's always comes and visits to help you out with ria when kirishima is out working.

-When you leave kirishima alone with ria she does not want to get feed with a bottle or that formula that tastes ass, she would much rather suck on kirishima's finger til you come home (even though kirishima has tried to feed her multiple times she still does it)

-When Ria turns the age where babies walk he can not say no to those adorable red eyes staring at him. He was a rich pro hero, so why not use it?

-He gets emotional when ria turns 8, he thinks about all the times when she was a baby and always looks throught the baby book of her when she was little, atleast two times a day.

-In the end he asks you for another child, since ria often gets "bored" and she "said" that she wanted a sibling (he completely made it up)

-You often wonder where ria gets her pouting from, when you remember that kirishima Ejirou is your husband.

-You still love them tho.

Bakugo katsuki:💥

(I rushed this, so im sorry if typos!)

-Is completly horrified when you told him you were pregnant with his child, he was afraid that he would be a bad dad and that he would do something wrong. It took you so many hours to reassure him that everything would be fine.

-After he began having more confidence about being a dad he bragged. He bragged about how he was the first in his class to have a child, how lucky he was and that stuff.

-His mom, mitsuki will literally barge into his house just to ignore his yelling and going straight to you to check up on you.

-When you're in your second trimester you have really bad mood swings, you will literally threaten him with a knife from the kitchen and he will just be standing a few feet away from you like🧍‍♂️

-At night when you have cravings he will grumble about how he will not get you ice cream in the middle of the night, when 5 minutes later he will go into the nearest store. (he loves you and you know it🤭)

-At night he WILL have his head on your belly while you're sleeping, listening for the babys heartbeat and movements. (He will always deny it if you catch him)

-One random night your water suddenly broke, you woke up panicked. Beside you was bakugo sleeping, his loud snores very loud (his father roots already showing)

-It. Took. You. Thirty. Fucking. Minutes. To. Wake. That. Bitch. Up.

-You shook his shoulders fast for about 30 minutes before he stirled in his sleep, after not so long he woke up groggily asking what was wrong.

-when you told him his eyes widened and his mouth opened as wide as it could. He was quick out of the bed and grabbing the hospital bag while being careful not to stress you out more than you already were.

-you got in the car and he drove to the hospital, his eyes quickly darting to you a few times. When you arrived he picked you up bridal style and walked right in the doors.

-Nurses gathered around you and walked you to a room where they sat you down and got you comfortable.

•timeskip to when you got the baby bc I'm too lazy to write and + I'm tired•

-when he first saw the baby he couldn't belive his eyes, it looked exactly like him, and brhaved like him too

-The baby locked eyes with her dad, looked him up and down before rolling her eyes and finishing it with a little scowl.

-That was when he knew she was his

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

Pairing: Kirishima x Fem!Reader

Featuring: Babysitters Deku and Todoroki

Genre: Fluff, Chaos, Babysitting Misadventures

Summary: With Bakugo officially traumatized, Kirishima calls in backup. Enter: Deku (nervous but willing) and Todoroki (unfazed... for now). They think babysitting can’t be that hard. But no one warned them about the gas.

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Kirishima stood proudly at your front door, holding your baby out like she was the MVP of the season.

“She’s all yours, boys,” he beamed. “Don’t worry—Bakugo might’ve exaggerated.”

Todoroki blinked. “I heard she took him down in under an hour.”

Deku nodded nervously, already scribbling in a notebook. “According to my calculations, the frequency of her emissions shouldn’t cause structural damage to a normal household…”

Kirishima slapped his back. “Just don’t let her eat anything orange.”

You blinked. “Wait, why not—”

SLAM.

Too late. The door closed. Operation: Babysitter Bros had begun.

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Thirty minutes in…

“So, uh… she’s really cute,” Deku said, rocking her gently in his arms. “Look at that smile—so sweet and—”

BRRRT!

He froze.

“That… was a strong one.”

Todoroki leaned in. “I think it shook the floor.”

Deku sniffed cautiously. “Why does it smell like… burnt oatmeal and vengeance?”

Todoroki tilted his head. “It’s oddly impressive. Like she has an internal combustion engine.”

The baby kicked and giggled as if in agreement.

PFFFFT.

Deku panicked. “We need containment!”

Todoroki calmly reached for the diaper bag like a man preparing to diffuse a bomb. “I’ve got this.”

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One hour in…

Todoroki stood stoically, holding a can of air freshener in one hand and your baby in the other.

“She has attacked three times in twenty minutes.”

Deku peeked out from behind a pillow fort. “I think she’s evolving.”

The baby let out a mighty squeal and flopped happily onto the blanket.

“Her power…” Deku whispered, wide-eyed. “It’s unmatched.”

PHBBBT.

“She’s aiming at me now,” Todoroki said, deadpan. “I admire her accuracy.”

Deku scribbled in his notes. “Hero Name: Gas Mask. Quirk: High-Pressure Flatulence.”

“Wait until Aizawa hears about this…”

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When you and Kirishima returned, the living room looked like the aftermath of a low-level disaster.

Blankets scattered. Windows open. A fan running full blast.

Deku was fanning himself with a baby book. Todoroki was sitting perfectly still, staring into space.

“She’s asleep,” Deku whispered. “But the damage… it’s been done.”

Kirishima picked up the baby gently, like she was made of pure dynamite. “Did she…?”

Todoroki didn’t break eye contact. “She farted on my soul.”

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Next time: Mina wants to babysit.

Question would you do a class 1-b of the explosive love or is it truly over? (my lungs have been full of laughter from it all)

Explosive Love: Part 7 – Class 1-B’s Babysitting Disaster

A/n, I added jiro bc, why not🫡

Pairing: Kirishima x Fem!Reader

Featuring: Class 1-B and Their Unique Babysitting Experience

Genre: Chaos, Crack Comedy, Baby Gas Wars

Summary: After hearing about the legendary struggles of Class 1-A, Class 1-B believes they can handle things way better. They don’t need a plan—just confidence. Spoiler: They were wrong. Very, very wrong.

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“We’ve got this!”

Kendo, confident as ever, waved her hand as she stared at the baby in Kirishima’s arms. “Class 1-B doesn’t need a fancy strategy. We’re heroes in training. This is nothing!”

Tetsutetsu pumped his fist in the air. “Yeah! We’re tough enough to handle anything!”

“You guys sure about this?” you asked, looking at your baby, who was already cooing and glaring in their direction.

“Totally! We’ve got teamwork! We’ve got brains!” Kendo grinned, a little too widely. “Let’s do this!”

Kirishima turned to you and whispered, “Should we warn them?”

You shook your head. “Let them learn the hard way. We survived this chaos. They will, too.”

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T+5 Minutes:

The plan was simple: Kendo would handle the baby while the others prepared snacks and games.

“Alright, little one!” Kendo smiled down at the baby. “Ready for a fun day?”

The baby gurgled and farted.

“Hmm,” Kendo raised an eyebrow, but she pressed on. “That’s a little... unexpected. No biggie, though.”

PFFFT.

The others exchanged nervous glances.

“That was... powerful,” Ibara murmured.

Kendo, ever the optimist, ignored the baby’s warning signs and decided to try a gentle lullaby. “Hush little baby...”

PHBRRRTT.

Kendo paused, her smile faltering.

“That one had vibration,” Ibara noted, raising an eyebrow.

“Okay, okay,” Kendo said, trying to keep her cool. “Maybe she’s just gassy. No big deal. Just... relax.”

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T+12 Minutes:

The whole team was huddled in the living room now. Kendo was still holding the baby, though the team had taken up defensive positions.

Manga began sketching diagrams of escape routes. “I think we need a plan B... and C... and maybe D.”

Tetsutetsu, trying to impress, stood by with a bottle of milk. “Maybe this will help calm her down! I’ve got this!”

The baby eyed him suspiciously.

PFFFT.

Tetsutetsu jumped back like he’d been hit by a rocket. “WHAT THE HELL?!” he yelped, clutching the bottle like a shield.

Kendo sighed. “Okay. So, we’re not handling this as smoothly as I thought.”

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T+22 Minutes:

Jurota was in charge of distracting the baby with toys while Kendo attempted a strategic diaper change.

“Jurota, you’ve got this, right?” Kendo asked, holding up a toy rattle. “She’s really into sound, so just—”

Before she could finish, the baby farted again. This time, it was a long one.

Jurota, who had been holding the rattle, dropped it and quickly backed away.

“I didn’t sign up for this! I thought it was just a normal baby!” Jurota cried, his face pale.

“I swear she’s aiming for me,” Tetsutetsu shouted from behind the couch. “I feel the pressure!”

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T+35 Minutes:

The room was now a war zone.

Kendo, the ever-hopeful leader, was sweating. “We need to regroup,” she muttered. “We need... We need a strategic intervention!”

The baby, sensing weakness, let loose.

PFFFT

PBRRRRTTT

PBBT-TSSSSSS...

Kendo held her hands up. “Okay! We need a team effort! Shoji, you try distracting her with your extra arms. Ibara, you handle the snacks. Jurota, keep it together!”

Ibara carefully arranged some snacks. “I don’t think snacks are going to help this situation.”

“I’m gonna pass out,” Jurota groaned. “Is she cursed? Is this a curse?!”

Meanwhile, Jiro was completely overwhelmed. “Guys, I don’t have a soundproof speaker for this level of... chaos.”

Manga finally gave up and wrote: “Subject: baby. Threat Level: Explosive.”

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T+45 Minutes:

Kendo had lost all hope.

“I’m sorry, I was too optimistic,” she muttered.

The baby looked up at her with big, innocent eyes and let out one final, massive fart.

Everyone in the room flinched.

“THAT’S IT! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!” Tetsutetsu yelled, running toward the door. “THIS IS HELL!”

“We... we didn’t even try the baby wipes,” Kendo said softly, defeated.

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Final Tally:

Kendo: Crushed by baby gas.

Tetsutetsu: Traumatized and refuses to even look at a bottle.

Manga: Analyzed the situation, concluded they had all made a terrible mistake.

Shoji: Vowed never to babysit again.

Jurota: Physically and emotionally drained.

Ibara: Retired from all babysitting duties.

Jiro: Still recovering from the sonic levels of flatulence.

Momo: Watching from the sidelines, unaffected, with a notebook full of new inventions for future diaper duty.

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When you and Kirishima returned, you found Class 1-B sprawled on the floor, completely broken.

Kendo weakly raised a hand. “She’s... a powerhouse.”

“She’s a menace,” Tetsutetsu whimpered.

“And we’re never doing this again,” Manga finished, his face still pale.

The baby, in your arms, giggled.

Kirishima smiled warmly, “Good job, everyone! It’s a learning experience!”

You nodded. “Yeah, let’s never do this again.”

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.”

hi! I hope you’re well :) I’m sure if you write for denki but I had a cute request. where readers bathroom looks like the body wash aisle at Walmart and bf!denki always uses the readers expensive products whenever he comes over.

I am very well and thank you for asking♡

"Suds and sweethearts"

Denki had always been a bit of a goofball, but when it came to your bathroom, he turned into something of a "luxury product enthusiast." Your bathroom was a haven of pampering— shelves lined with an array of body washes, lotions, scrubs, and oils, each more fragrant and expensive than the last. It looked like the body wash aisle at Walmart had exploded into a carefully curated collection of indulgence.

And Denki? He couldn’t resist.

You'd be in the other room, hearing the familiar sound of the shower turning on, and you knew it was coming. The scent of lavender, or maybe eucalyptus, would soon fill the air—Denki’s signature "I’m testing out the good stuff" scent.

It started the first time he came over, and you found him standing there, surrounded by a forest of bath products, utterly mesmerized. “Babe,” he’d said, his voice full of wonder, “are these yours? Like, all of these?” His wide eyes moved from bottle to bottle, amazed by the sheer luxury of it all.

You laughed, shrugging. “Yeah, I like to spoil myself sometimes. I’m big on self-care.”

“Well,” he grinned mischievously, “you’ve got really good taste. Is it okay if I… try some?” He had that look in his eyes—the one that could talk you into anything.

The next thing you knew, he was in the shower, and you caught a glimpse of him holding your expensive lavender body wash bottle in his hands like it was a rare artifact. He'd be standing there for way longer than necessary, practically bathing in the stuff.

It became a regular occurrence—whenever Denki came over, your products vanished. He never really asked before grabbing something, and you couldn’t help but find it endearing. At first, you were a little protective of your stash, but when you saw how genuinely delighted he was, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. He’d emerge from the bathroom smelling like a spa, all soft and content, and you’d just smile, knowing that it was the price you paid for dating someone who had zero sense of boundaries when it came to your expensive skincare.

You couldn’t even stay mad about it, especially when he’d pull you into a hug, his hair still damp and smelling like coconut milk body wash, and whisper, “Thanks for letting me use your stuff, babe. It’s honestly so much better than what I’ve been using.”

You raised an eyebrow, folding your arms. “You know you’re not supposed to be using all of it, right?”

Denki just grinned, wrapping his arms around you. “I mean, it’s not like I use all of it. Just a little bit… Every time I visit. You don’t mind, do you?”

Your playful sigh was all the answer he needed before you kissed his cheek, secretly enjoying the fact that your bathroom had somehow turned into his personal spa.