Deku “my Legs Moved On Their Own” Midoriya And Kacchan “can I Still Catch Up To You” Bakugou

observations can open up worlds of feelings is officially my best "rated" fic with 299 Kudos & 3,208 Hits! THANK YOU SO MUCH !

(I know 'hits' and 'kudos' are objective but I just wanted to send out a thank you for those that have read my work ₍^ >ヮ<^₎ .ᐟ.ᐟ )

OCOUWOF is about an observation assignment given to class 1-A by Aizawa where they have to kinda stalk their classmates and find out 1 not obvious thing about them, and of course I added in one of my favorite tropes---secret dating!! (& conspiracy theorist Todoroki!) will bkdk's relationship get outed?? read to find out ദ്ദി・ᴗ・)✧ Inspired by Hidden Messages on AO3 by @hashbrownpotatoes and a psychology assignment I had in high school!

I honestly had so much fun writing it and love the way that it came out so I hope you decide to give it a read if you haven't already.

Do You Wanna Build A Snowman~! is a close second behind it with 191 Kudos and 2,668 Hits where Katsuki gets a fever and Izuku takes care of him <3 (i love soft katsuki) !!

Comment any ideas you might have for a bkdk fic or any MHA fic you'd want to read and I might write it!

I literally find this shit to be the funniest thing ever.

man, i just realized the name and the pictures make this look so happy... spoiler alert its not.

hehe

i've had a crazy last few weeks, BUT i've cooked up an idea i'm super excited for! Here's a sneak peak at The Bearer Of The Sun God a chapter fic i'm working on!

anyone else thing Bruno Mars and Lady Gaga's new song Dying With A Smile is so BKDK coded??

I said this to a friend of mine and they just laughed, am I crazy or??

I wanna make a fic based on the song. It would take place after the war, into their second year (Iz keeps One For All) and they get hit by a quirk that shows them their worst fear (shiggy coming back) and as they think they're dying on the battlefield, they confess their feelings, not being able to bear dying without confessing. Eventually the quirk wears off and they realize their still at Ground Beta doing a training exercise.

What do you think? Any input is welcome :)

hi | get to know me

my names nova, i figured with tiktok's impending doom I should try to find a place with like minded folks :)

im open to chat any time !

a little about me:

my pronouns are : she/her I love all things related to anime, art, drawing, writing, science, earth, pokemon, persona, superheroes (i prefer DC) etc...

i'm currently going to school to get my degree in diagnostic medical sonography--which is just fancy talk for 'ultrasound tech' !

my top 3 animes currently are : My Hero Academia, Death Note and FairyTail

im a capricorn

my favorite pokemon is a tossup between ampharos + gengar

my favorite pokemon type is ghost

i write bkdk fanfics on ao3

my favorite anime character is katsuki bakugo! bc i feel that I relate to him a lot!

I get into periods where i really hyperfixate on certain things, liek shows, characters, foods, etc... rn i'd say my top 3 hyperfixations are: katsuki/mha, pokemon (ive gotten really into collecting the cards), and ... honestly i'd say those two take up all my time lol (though I have recently gotten back into watching arrow on netflix)

speaking of pokemon cards, my biggest pull is the Gengar VMAX 271/264 !

i believe in being kind to all kinds :)

Nova out.

Code: Glycerine

Since I put up a poll for the fic i'm gonna focus on, I thought I’d go ahead and share some excerpts from the two fics I haven’t shared anything from yet!

The one for code:fish will come soon! Here's my spin on bring your parents to school day ! (This will focus on darker themes/have graphic depictions of violence)

“Students! Don’t forget that this upcoming Tuesday is Bring-Your-Parents-to-School Day! Attendance is required for all parents unless otherwise excused by me—your principal! Thank you for joining me in upholding this exciting new tradition, one that I’m sure will become a cherished event for years to come. That concludes today’s announcements. And remember—PLUS ULTRA!”

The tinny buzz of the PA system died with a click, leaving the room eerily still. Katsuki clenched his jaw, resisting the urge to let out a very loud, very public groan. Of course, this was Nezu’s latest bright idea—one of his many elaborate ploys to salvage UA’s battered reputation.

“Bring-Your-Parents-to-School-Day.”

God. The words alone made him feel like throwing something. Ever since UA’s reputation took a nosedive, thanks to villains treating students like appetizers at an all-you-can-eat buffet, Nezu had been working overtime to make the school seem invincible again. Rebuilding UA’s prestige wasn’t just his mission—it was an obsession. 

And this latest stunt? 

A PR exercise wrapped up in a neat little bow of so-called "parent-child bonding.” How typical.

The official excuse was painfully wholesome: It’s a chance for parents to see firsthand the amazing young heroes their children are blossoming into!

Gross.

Parents. 

At UA. 

Watching him and his classmates. 

Katsuki could already hear the awkward murmurs, see the invasive camera flashes, feel the judgment of it all—and he hated it with every fiber of his being. More specifically, he hated the thought of her coming.

Mitsuki Bakugo.

He had stumbled across the announcement a week ago, pinned to some dumb school newsletter in the common area. His brain had barely managed to register the words before his vision tunneled, his ears ringing. By the time the red haze cleared, he’d bolted back to his room, slammed the door, and let the freak-out commence.

He cranked the volume on his speakers to near-apocalyptic levels, and drowned the world in thrashing guitars and drumbeats sharp enough to shred his spiraling thoughts. Normally, he liked his music calculated and refined—classical pieces that let him sort through his mess of a brain. 

But anything involving Mitsuki Bakugo required chaos.

The music—mostly heavy rock and screamo, the angriest stuff he could find—did what it could. It wasn’t perfect. It couldn’t be. Memories and dread crawled out of the deepest, ugliest corners of his mind, uninvited. Mitsuki, cutting him down with one snide comment after another. Mitsuki, yelling with her wine glass in hand. Mitsuki, dismissing every shred of effort he’d poured into himself as if it didn’t even matter. But most prevalent was memories of that night. 

It always circled back to Mitsuki.

And that was when Iida had materialized.

Like some sort of overzealous apparition, Iida barged into Katsuki’s rapidly imploding bubble, clearly summoned by the earth-rattling music reverberating through the walls. “Bakugo!” he had shouted, surly gesturing wildly like a poorly done marathon runner impersonation. His muffled voice barely cut through the sonic onslaught, and honestly, Katsuki hadn’t even tried to make sense of it. Not because he didn’t care—well, okay, mostly because he didn’t care—but also because his mind was far too busy spiraling into every worst-case scenario this whole parent day debacle might bring.

When Katsuki ignored him, Iida made the bold (and stupid) decision to enter the room. He didn’t just crack the door open to be annoying—no, the idiot strode in like this was some life-or-death safety drill and not Katsuki’s business. Katsuki whirled to face him, armed and ready to fling a biting remark. But then came the kicker, the absolute icing on the catastrophe cake:

“Bakugo… have you been.. crying?”

It hit like a sucker punch to the gut.

Katsuki froze, the flames of indignation choking him in his chest. Crying? Since when the hell did he cry? Never. And why the hell would he be crying now? Sure, his chest might’ve been tight and his breathing a little uneven, but that was just because—because of… well, anything else, okay?

The nerve. The audacity.

Katsuki reverted back to his middle school self.

“You think I cry? Are you fucking stupid? Were you dropped on your fucking head as a baby?” Katsuki barked, cutting through both the blaring music and Iida’s holier-than-thou concern. 

He shoved past the taller boy, fists clenched tightly at his sides. “Get the fuck out of my room before I blow your stupid ass glasses off your fucking face!”

And so, Iida had left, likely muttering something self-righteous under his breath about boundaries or proper coping mechanisms. 

Katsuki didn’t care. 

Not about him, not about his classmates, and sure as hell not about this stupid Bring-Your-Parents day.

some of the best pulls i’ve gotten thus far :)

omg i DID get a prismatic evolutions etb but i didnt pull anything !! i heard the pull rates were terrible but still…

hopefully i can get some more in the future :)

U CANT MAKE THIS UP 😭

I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting