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red-sneakers · 9 months
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Comic of “Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou” by the AMAZING blueasrai coming soon!
Little preview:
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red-sneakers · 9 months
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The final chapter of “Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou” is FINALLY written! I’ve gotta edit it, but it’s happening, y’all.
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red-sneakers · 1 year
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“If you think your first kiss is gross, you win, but if you like it, I win.”
Katsuki stared at Izuku. Had he really just said what he thought he said? His brain was short-circuiting, trying to read every micro-expression on Izuku’s face. Right when it looked like Izuku was about to backtrack, Katsuki’s voice spoke without consulting his mind.
“Yeah, okay.”
Izuku beamed triumphantly. “Great, so whenever someone ki—“
“So do it,” Katsuki said.
“What?”
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red-sneakers · 11 months
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Izuku, Katsuki
Favourite cuddle positions?
(I’m having them answer this as if they’ve just gone public with their relationship but haven’t had time to be alone together since they made out in the empty classroom. Meaning they haven’t cuddled as a couple yet.)
“I don’t cuddle.”
“When we were kids, Kacchan liked to be the little spoon.”
“Shut the fuck up, no I didn’t.”
“You did! When we had sleepovers, you used to yank my arm around you.”
“Because your living room was fucking cold.”
“So you were awake!”
“N— . . . *growls in defeat*”
Thanks for the ask, Anon 😎
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red-sneakers · 11 months
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for katsuki: what's your favorite place for deku to kiss?
“Heh. My ass.”
“What? I’ve never kissed Kacchan’s ass.”
“WHA—! I MEANT LIKE IN A FIGHT”
“🤔 Does Kacchan want me to kiss his—“
“NO, dumbass, I meant like ‘kiss my ass,’ like ‘fuck you’”
“So you don’t want me to—“
“SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I BLOW YOU TO FUCKING OUTER SPACE”
“👀”
(The actual answer is the place right behind the hinge of his jaw, under his ear, but I could not get Katsuki to admit that out loud)
Thank you for the ask, Anon 😎
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red-sneakers · 10 months
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Pairing: Midoriya Izuku/Bakugou Katsuki
Rating: G
Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Eri, Bakugou Katsuki
Summary: Katsuki helps Izuku babysit an unruly Eri who has opinions about how Katsuki should treat the person he likes.
Genres: comfort, humor, romance
Word count: 1,020
For @gil-shalossssss as a thank you for the adorable fan art of my fanfic, Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou!
Check out their cute art here!
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Usually, babysitting Eri was a piece of cake. She was such a good kid. In some ways, she reminded Izuku of his younger self: always on his best behavior for fear of being a burden. In his heart of hearts, Izuku was glad Eri’d been acting up today, because it probably meant she was getting more comfortable with him. That said, he was exhausted.
“No, you’re saying it wrong!” Eri stomped a socked foot on the carpet of the common room for the 100th time that evening.
Izuku sighed from under a mountain of pillows, making sure his irritation wasn’t loud enough for the little girl to hear. “What do you want me to say, Eri?”
“It’s not fun if you’re not scared!” 
Izuku buried his face in a cushion. He’d never been a very good actor. When he was a kid, it was different, because the make believe games felt real, especially the ones he played with Kacchan. Right now, however, he was having trouble “getting into character.” It’d been a long day.
“Come oooon!” Eri whined.
Izuku drew a bolstering breath. “Save me, Healing Hero: Uni!” He cringed at his own voice. Eri was right; he didn’t sound scared at all. “My legs are stuck under this pillow.” Izuku realized his mistake too late. “I-I-I mean rubble! Under this rubble!”
“Noooo!!” Eri’s yell flipped into a piercing whistle register.
“What’s with the damn racket, hah?!”
Izuku poked his head from the pillow pile at the sound of Kacchan’s voice. Despite the angry eyebrows and tense grip on his wooden spoon, Kacchan looked soft in his black pajama shirt and sweats, stirring a pot of what smelled like his signature spicy curry.
“He won’t . . . s-say it right . . .” Eri murmured, her face almost as red as her dress. She must’ve been embarrassed to be caught in a meltdown.
“Heh. That’s ‘cause Izuku can’t say anything right.” Kacchan grinned. Izuku’s face burned with a mixture of embarrassment and indignation. He opened his mouth to make a retort, but then Kacchan’s face melted into something softer. Awkward, even. “But he, uh . . . He always does his best. So give ‘im a break, eh?”
Eri’s lower lip quivered. Oh no, oh no, it was starting. Izuku’d known Eri for about a year, and he’d only seen her cry about four times. She held it in, because she didn’t want people to know they’d upset her. Izuku could tell. Eri only ever cried when she thought she’d hurt someone else. But she wasn’t to blame! Izuku should’ve been able to keep her happy. Why couldn’t he have just been a better ‘helpless civilian’?
“Hey, it’s okay, I’m okay.” Izuku stumbled free of the pillow pile. “See? No tears!” He squatted in front of Eri and pointed to his own dry eyes. Somehow that only made more tears pool in Eri’s until they spilled over. “Oh, gosh, please don’t be sad, Eri! I’m not sad. Really! I’m just a little tired, that’s all! Three hours is kind of a long time to play hero, and—“
“Three hours?” Kacchan interrupted. “No wonder the kid’s pissy. She’s fucking hungry, idiot.”
A few minutes later, Izuku, Kacchan, and Eri sat around the circular kitchen table, each with a large, steaming bowl of Kacchan’s famous spicy curry (Izuku with an extra side of rice, because he was a ‘wimp’ according to Kacchan). 
Kacchan’d been right about Eri. She seemed much happier with a belly full of a delicious, home cooked meal. Izuku often forgot his own meals, but forgetting Eri’s dinner was basically a crime. He’d have to do better next time. Maybe he’d start getting healthy, pocket-sized snacks to keep in case Eri got hungry randomly during the day. The grocery store sold veggie snacks, but she’d need something with protein so—
“Quit muttering, nerd.”
“S-sorry, Kacchan.” Izuku stuffed his cheeks with rice to stifle any unconscious muttering.
“Why do you call Deku names?” Eri asked with curry stuffed in her own chipmunk cheeks. She could handle spice almost as well as Kacchan.                       
“‘Cause he’s a nerd.” Kacchan answered flippantly, adding even more hot sauce to his own bowl.
“But don’t you like him?”
Izuku inhaled a chilli flake and choked. 
Kacchan slapped him hard between the shoulder blades, and the flake dislodged. “Yeah, so?”
Izuku wheezed. Kacchan was admitting to liking him? Of course, he didn’t mean romantically. There was no way. But still, Izuku never thought he’d hear Kacchan admit to more than tolerating him.
“You’re ‘spose to call him something nice,” Eri insisted. Izuku held his napkin to his mouth, more to hide his flushed face than clean the sauce on his chin.
Kacchan leaned across the table, grinning like the cheshire cat. “Oh yeah? Wadda you suggest, Eri?” He addressed Eri, but he looked right at Izuku, and the hairs on the back of Izuku’s neck stood on end.
“Hmmm . . .” Eri scrunched up her face in serious thought, as if she’d just been given the task of choosing the number one hero’s official hero name. This was dangerous. Lately, Eri’d been getting more and more interested in the kind of stories where princes and princesses fall in love at the end. There was a non-zero chance she was about to suggest a super lovey-dovey nickname.
“It’s okay, Eri,” Izuku tried to redirect the conversation, “I really don’t mind when Kacchan calls me a—“
“I’ve got it!” Eri lit up. “Honey Bunny!”
Izuku froze. 
Kacchan’s shoulders quivered and he covered his mouth with a broad hand, presumably hiding his laughter.
Eri bounced in her seat, clearly proud of herself. “‘cause of the ears on his hero costume!”
Izuku was at a loss. Surely, Kacchan would shut down that nickname (err, pet name), and it’d probably hurt Eri’s feelings since she was so proud of it, but how could Izuku console her without admitting that Kacchan calling him a pet name would be a dream come true that could never in a million years actually—
“Alright.” Kacchan leaned back in his chair, smugly crossing his arms. “Honey Bunny it is.”
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If anyone is inspired to continue the story, PLEASE DO! I’d love to read it. (Just please don’t useChatGPT.)
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red-sneakers · 1 year
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First fanfic of mine to reach over 10k hits as of this morning, with 7 out of 8 chapters posted!
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I’m so excited and happy that people are enjoying the bkdk shenanigans!!💚💚💚💚💚💚💚
Here is the fic summary:
“All Might calls Katsuki into his office to give him the ‘I know you’re gay, and I support you and your relationship’ speech.
The problem? Not only are Katsuki and Izuku not dating (despite what most of class 3A thinks), Katsuki hasn’t even realized his own romantic feelings for Izuku (yet), and he has no fucking clue what All Might’s talking about.”
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red-sneakers · 11 months
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I just wanted to speak into the ether that uuhhh if any artist were ever thinking of drawing a scene from any of my fanfics (especially “Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou!”), I can think of little that would make me happier
And I would tooootally write a ficlet/short fanfic of whatever said artist wanted in return 👀
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red-sneakers · 11 months
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DEKU, KATSUKI. fav body part of the other??🤨
(Giving this one the context of a truth or dare game again.)
Izuku and Katsuki, at the same time, after a brief moment of thought:
“Kacchan’s/his hands”
I’ll have you know, Izuku’s very first thought was “tiddies” hdhskdhs
Thanks for the ask, Anon 😎
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red-sneakers · 1 year
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Bakugou Mitsuki and Midoriya Inko best friends and the biggest bkdk shippers out there? 👀 It’s more likely than you think
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Chapter 4 is UP! 😎
Thank you so much for the incredible comments and kudos! I’m blown away and so so happy you’re enjoying the romcom shenanigans
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red-sneakers · 9 months
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For Izuku — We all know you admire Katsuki, but what’s something about him that genuinely annoys you?
This is a really great question, thank you, neurovascular-entrapta! There are a lot of things I don’t like about Kacchan; there are even some things I hate about him, but I don’t think he ever annoys me. Annoyance is different from anger or sadness, right? It’s about little things building up over time, and weird habits that get under your skin. I’m sure I have a lot of weird habits that annoy Kacchan haha . . .
You’ve gotta be shittin’ me.
What?
I’ve never annoyed you?
Well, I’m sure you have a few times. I mean, we’ve known each other our whole lives, so to say ‘never’ would be a pretty improbable assumption, but given the definition of ‘annoyance’ compared with—
*covers Izuku’s mouth with his hand* Yeah, can’t relate. You annoy the fuck outta me.
*muffled* Kacchan . . .
Don’t get all pouty on me, asshole, I still [REDACTED FOR GGYMYB SPOILERS 😉]
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red-sneakers · 9 months
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Just as tentative audience hands raised to clap, a familiar voice rang out loudly over the crowd.
“KACCHAN!”
Katsuki stiffened. What could Izuku want now? And where the fuck was he? Did he have a megaphone? Katsuki squinted at the sea of students, heart in his throat. Izuku better not try and fucking apologize to Katsuki for . . . for breaking his heart or some shit. He better fucking not.
“Kacchan! Kacchan, I’m sorry!”
Fuck this.
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The FINAL CHAPTER of “Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou” is HERE!
You can read the most dramatic thing I’ve ever written right here:
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red-sneakers · 9 months
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One of my favorite bkdk artists posted about needing commissions recently, so I commissioned them to make a little comic from “Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou,” and it’s SOOOO GOOOD.
They aren’t done yet but I’m
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red-sneakers · 9 months
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Who is the better hair-stylist and what is their favourite hairstyle to do ?? (bk + dk)
(I’m so sorry, kind anon, but Katsuki’s about to be mean to you 😅)
Are you fucking kidding me with this question? Me. Obviously. Have you seen the rat’s nest the nerd calls hair?
Kacchan, be nice.
Don’t ‘Kacchan, be nice’ me. Anon can shove this question up their—
You liked my hair yesterday 😏
Hah?
You said it was soft 😇
Yeah, when I was clipping it out of your goddamn bug eyes. Because I’m . . . ?
?
Say it, ‘Zuku.
A better hairstylist tha—
A BETTER HAIRSTYLIST THAN YOU, DAMN RIGHT
. . .
. . .
. . . I think Kacchan would look pretty with flowers in his hair.
*unexpectedly blushes*
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red-sneakers · 1 year
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Kissing, kissing, lots of kissing in Chapter 5
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red-sneakers · 9 months
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The Bakugou Katsuki who lives in my brain wants attention. He won’t admit that, but he does. He’s mad that Izuku hasn’t noticed his new eyeliner.
Anyone got more questions for him and/or Izuku (my ask box) while we wait for the final chapter of “Go Get Your Man, Young Bakugou”? 👀
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