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Silent Treatment
A/N: Figured I'd go ahead and get the ball rolling by forcing myself to finish one of my oldest drafts. You can probably tell at what point I picked this back up after it staying stagnant for months on end. Anyhow, as always let me know your thoughts!
Summary: Shinsou is giving his boyfriend the silent treatment after a sour prank. Luckily, Kaminari knows how to make him talk.
Pairings: Ler!Kaminari, Lee!Shinsou (Romantic)
Warnings: Tickling, Swearing
Word Count: 2122
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"Oh come on, are you still mad about that?" Kaminari asked as he walked behind the couch and playfully shook his boyfriend's shoulders.
Still no response.
Shinsou kept his arms crossed and his mouth shut as he continued to ignore the absolute menace to society that was currently behind him.
Earlier that morning, Shinsou had made his way over to Kaminari's room to drop off his laundry that he knew the dumbass would forget about. Just casually being the best boyfriend ever. Only to be smacked in the head with a styrofoam cup and covered in water the second he had opened the door.
He watched as his boyfriend's face morphed from shock and surprised to hysterical as he fell to the floor laughing at his own prank. To overcome with laughter to even apologize as Shinsou set the now wet laundry down and leave the room to get ready for the day all over again.
He had sworn up and down to Shinsou that the water cup wasn't meant for him as he was expecting Sero to walk through the door instead to pick up the notes he had left in his room last night during one of their study sessions.
And it wouldn't have been a big deal, it really wouldn't have. Shinsou was more than used to electric hero's antics by now. If he was being honest with himself, he had to suppress a smile as he pretended to angrily stomp down the hallway. If only Aizawa hadn't poked fun at him down the hallway. Saying he looked like an angry cat that had just gotten out of the bath.
As funny as it was, it didn't have to come from Aizawa! The one person he looked up to most! He was so embarrassed and that comment had stuck with him for the rest of the day.
So here he was. Arms crossed, chin up, eyes closed as he tried his best to ignore the repeated pokes on his cheeks from the grade-A asshole behind him.
"Toshi. Toshi. Toshi. Toshi. Toshi." Kaminari repeated as he kept poking his boyfriend's face. "Hitoshi talk to meeeeeeee!" He wailed as he dramatically flung himself over the couch, hoping his theatrics would at least make the other boy crack a smile. All it did was earn him an equally dramatic eye roll as Shinsou turned his head away yet again.
Kaminari sat up awkwardly as he gave Shinsou a gentle hug.
"I'm sooooooooorry! Ok? I'm so so so so so sorry!" The electric boy continued his scene. Determined to at least get a smile out of his boyfriend. "I'm awful!" He cried as he leaned back, putting his wrist to his forehead in an exaggerated show of feigned guilt. "I'm terrible, horrible, annoying, thoughtless, most awful boyfriend in the whole world!"
Shinsou turned to him. Nodded once. And turned away.
The overly loud, offended gasp that followed actually did manage to crack a smile on the other boy's face.
"How could you!" The hero cried. Smiling himself as he noticed Shinsou covering his mouth. "You know what? Fine! I'm ignoring you too!" He announced as he leaned back up and mimicked his boyfriend's pose. Shinsou shrugged as he forced down his smile and turned away again.
There was a beat of silence. Then another. Then Shinsou's shoulders were suddenly yanked back to the seat of the couch as his boyfriend jumped over and now was attempting to pin him down.
"WAIT!!! Denki no! N-No! Stop!! Don't you dare!" He shouted. Instantly forgetting about his little grudge as giddy panic settled in his stomach. He already knew what his boyfriend was trying to do and trying his damn hardest to get away.
Kaminari just smiled as he finally managed to straddle his frantic boyfriend. His fingers settled on his lower ribs and started to lightly trace them through his shirt.
Shinsou's hands immediately shot down to grab his wrists as his boyfriends straddled him, already too nervous to contain his laughter. The two of them had had plenty of tickle fights in the past but they usually just happened when they were just flirting or sparring with each other and they always ended with Shinsou coming out on top, but Kaminari had never actually attempted to pin him down before like he had done with his friends. Shinsou had witness first hand how ruthless his boyfriend could be when he had watched him pin Kirishima to the floor and tickle him within an inch of his life after some petty argument.
Kaminari said nothing as he rolled his hands out of the boys grip as he grabbed his wrists and held them above his head. He smiled innocently as he moved one hand to lightly graze over the boys ribs. The thin T-shirt he had on providing no protection as his fingers lightly pinched up and down his ribs at a slow pace.
Shinsou bucked and thrashed with all his might as he attempted to get free although his attempts were weakened from the butterflies raging in his stomach from being forced into such a helpless position.
"Babe, stop! Stohohohop! This-Thihihihis isn't fair!" He shouted as his legs attempted to curl in on himself only to meet the other boys back. "Let me gohohohohoho! Denki c'mon stoho-OHOHOHOP!" He wailed as the other boy suddenly let go of his wrists and shot both his hands under his arms and tickled mercilessly.
"GAHAHAHAHA-! STAHAHAHAHAP!! STOHAHAP IT- STOP YOU AHAHAHAHASSHOLE-!!" Shinsou shook his head and bucked and trashed with his arms glued to his sides. Shinsou usually had impressively high endurance but when it came to tickling, especially when Denki tickled him, he could barely last even a few minutes.
The fingers stilled when the electric hero saw how red the boys face has turned and felt him flinch as he removed his hands out from under his arms. Shinsou was now gulping in all the air he could get, still shaking and giggling but grateful for the breather nonetheless.
He was going to kill Denki for this. Absolutely murder him. Already devising a plan to enact his quirk as soon as the boy spoke and taking his revenge but noticing the boy still had not moved from on top of him.
"Ahare-are we done here?" He said sarcastically, trying his best to sound annoyed while also waiting for the boy to open his mouth to answer the question.
Denki just gave him a smug grin as he cocked his head to the side.
"You win, okay? I'm sorry for ignoring you. Get up so I can go get us some snacks, you said yesterday you wanted to watch a movie right?" Shinsou said as he rubbed the boys legs in a soothing manner, trying to convince him to speak.
Denki turned his head away from him and mimicked the pout Shinsou had on his face earlier.
Dammit. Why isn't he talking?? Shinsou thought before he realized that the other boy was still ignoring him.
"C'mon babe, I said i was sorry. Talk to me sweetie, what do you want? Movie? Cuddles? Just tell me." Shinsou tried to put on his best puppy eyes as he tried his best to convince his boyfriend to speak so that he could enact his revenge but he couldn't use his quirk if he was still ignoring him.
Kaminari pretended to think for a moment before shaking his head and sticking out his tongue childishly. Happy that he had the upper hand at the moment.
Frustrated that his plan wasn't working, Shinsou kneed him in the back as protest. Kaminari shot a frown down at his boyfriend before grabbing the other's sides and flipping him on his stomach in one quick motion.
Kaminari turned around and positioned himself on the other hero's shins.
This was the point where Shinsou really started to panic.
All it took was the feeling of one finger hooking underneath his sock to send the kid into a frenzy.
It had been years since anyone had even touched his feet, a distant memory came to the forefront of his mind of his father tickling him there years ago and just now remembering how unbearable the feeling was.
Shinsou bucked, squirmed, and fought his hardest to get away from this maniac but to no avail.
"Fuck! Denki-Nohohoho! NOHOHO-get off! Get OHOFF! I'm serious this time okay?! I won't ignore you ever again just PLEASE-"
Still no response, only a smug look from that asshole as his socks were slowly peeled off his feet.
That bastard. He knew his boyfriend well enough to know that he's gonna milk every second of this for what it's worth. Holding his ankle in place and peeling the fabric at a ridiculously slow pace, (just that was enough to send the hero into hysterics) just to rile him up and mess with his head. He figured he'd only go in for the kill the second he got bored.
Well it was working.
Poor Shinsou was so nervous at this point he couldn't even get a full word out. A steady stream of helpless giggles forced their way out of him as he hid his face in his arms, too embarrassed to even look at his attacker. He knew there was no stopping what was about to happen and he was sure the anticipation would kill him before his boyfriend did if he didn't just get on with it already.
Careful what you wish for, I guess.
He hid like that for a while and his giggles even died down a bit, he was starting to wonder if Denki had changed his mind.
As soon as the thought manifested however, he felt a single finger trace its way down the sole of his foot, and Shinsou screeched.
It went quiet for a moment. It gave Shinsou enough time to really let the mortification sink in.
God, his face was on fire. He did not just let out the loudest, most high-pitched, girliest sound he's ever made right in front of his boyfriend. If that was just one finger, Shinsou knew what was coming next was going to drive him insane. He almost hoped it'd be enough to kill him.
Another second passed before Shinsou felt those evil hands suddenly let go and his boyfriend's weight shift slightly.
"Pppffffffft!-"
Shinsou looked behind him to see Kaminari holding both hands tightly over his mouth, his face turning red from trying to hold in his laughter.
The next second the electric hero burst into uncontrollable laughter, so much that he actually fell off of the couch.
Yeah, Shinsou didn't even bother to get up.
Meanwhile, Kaminari was practically rolling on the floor with how hard he was laughing.
"DUHUHUHUDE-AHAHAHAHAHA! Are you okahahahahy?" The blond asked clutching his stomach. "Did I almohohost kill you?? Ohohohoh God, thahahat was too good."
"You really liked that, huh? You like being a fucking nuisance and trying to murder the one person who'll put up with you?" Hitoshi spat as he sat up and looked down at the other kid.
Kaminari chuckled and threw his hands up in surrender, knowing Shinsou well enough to know there was no real venom behind his words, he understood that they came from the embarrassment his boyfriend must be feeling at the moment. He would be lying if he said he wasn't a little proud being able to shake up his normally stoic boyfriend to such a degree.
"I mean, yeah, that was pretty great. I had no idea your feet were that ticklish." Kaminari laughed. "I need to do that more often. I had no clue you were even capable of reaching that kind of high not-"
Not even a minute into him talking again and Shinsou had decided he's already had enough. Taking the opportunity to finally brainwash his boyfriend.
He sat there rubbing his temples for a minute or two before commanding the other to lie on the couch so Shinsou could finally give the pest a taste of his own medicine.
Although, he couldn't lie to himself and say it wasn't at least a little bit of fun. He loved having his boyfriend's undivided attention whenever he could get it, even if it meant he had to scream like a banshee to get it. Shinsou couldn't help but smile to himself. In retrospect, it had been kind of funny.
The boy made sure to put back on his signature glare before releasing his hold over the other's mind, delighting in the panicked look on his face as he realized his situation.
Shinsou said he was going to murder his boyfriend after that little stunt and that's exactly what he's about to do.
#sfw tickling community#mha tickle#Ler!Kaminari#Lee!Shinsou#Ler!Denki#Lee!Hitoshi#shinkami#shinsou x kaminari#mha fluff#my stuff
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Hii!! I'm so glad that you're gonna participate in the augtickletober! Please consider writing number 25 with lee todoroki, where he gets gang tickled by the boys from class 1A hehehe
(I feel like I've seen many gang tickles for Bakugou/Midoriya, but rarely seen it for Todoroki, and I feel like Todoroki somehow deserves it). (Please no foot tickles)
If you need plot recommendation (but feel free to use your own hehe):
- The boys of 1A decided to help Todoroki practice since basically he's the one that hasn't received his provisional license.
- Class 1A is having a field trip, and the boys have deep talks at their sleeping hall before sleeps and the topic of "Todoroki rarely laughs" pops up
I hope this idea works well! Thank you so much for participating in this event, looking forward to it!!
TickleTober Day 25 - Gang Tickles
THIS! Thank you for the kind words and awesome ideas Anon! Definitely got my creative juices flowing! Sorry this is so late, I’ve had quite the week (O~O) And the candy-cane could definitely go with some gang tickling. Mans needs to laugh more! Did a handful of the 1A boys, just because more than 5 lers on one person gets a little iffy. Anywhosit, thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!
Lee: Todoroki
Lers: Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, Midoriya, Bakugou
Summary: On a class field trip, the boys of 1A get to talking about their multi-quirked peer. After discovering that they all rarely hear his laugh, the goobers make it their mission to get him to crack a smile. Some fun, ticklish methods are utilized.
Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!
It was a rare, yet heavily anticipated day for Class 1A; Fieldrip Day was finally upon them. They were out at one of the pro’s training facilities. One of All Might’s favorites, to be specific. The facility had a few sports fields, a training hall, and some nice barracks. If anything, it was better than a day of doing schoolwork at UA. Nothing against Aizawa; the teens just liked the change in pace. Plus, no math for a day.
Every student enjoyed the day; even Bakugou cracked a few genuine smiles. Ready to rest and recover, the boys hit the showers and got ready to sleep. Tokoyami was out the moment he arrived, not caring for small talk. A few conversations floated around the room as the male students entered the barracks, one in particular sticking out.
“Hey, Todoroki never really laughs, does he?” Sero had been the first to bring it up, but at that point, every student had their own little thought to add. “You’re right, I’ve really only heard him laugh once or twice. He smiles, but those are rare too!” Denki had seemed particularly surprised at the revelation.
“Why do you extras care? That half-and-half stiff is just taking after his father. Pros like him don’t act all happy,” Bakugou tossed his hair towel to the side, almost hitting Aoyama with the soggy thing. Kirishima, ever the apologist, tried to redeem anything the blonde had just said. “Th-that might be part of it, but he could just be a stoic dude. I wouldn’t call him a stiff, Bakubro. He’s just…a little serious.”
The tape hero jumped back in, trying to keep his conversation on topic. “Only time I’ve seen him even giggle was when Mr. Smiley attacked. Still, the guy pretty much held it in! Bakugou even laughed when he got hit, man!” That got a growl from said blonde, Sero nervously chuckling at the murderous glare he received.
Midoriya was fidgeting with his sleeve, looking down as they argued. He knew something they all didn’t, and saw a much different side of Todoroki. Iida noticed his antsy demeanor, outing him to his peers. “You seem rather tense, Midoriya. Care to share what’s on your mind?”
He squeaked at the sudden attention, feeling their eager eyes on him. “U-uhm, I dunno. It’s not really my place to share it…” Denki, bored and ever the trouble maker, pressed the matter. “Aww, c’mon Midoriya! You can’t just not tell us! We gotta know!”
The angel and devil on his shoulder fought for a few seconds, coming to the ultimate conclusion that a little laughter could do his friend some good. “W-well, I’ve seen Todoroki laugh quite a few times. You kinda gotta…m-make him, though.” The interested students hung on his every word, soaking in the new information. Make him? “What’dya mean by that, Midobro?
Izuku sighed, knowing they would want to hear more. At least Kirishima was nice about it. “He’s…he’s ticklish. Like, pretty badly ticklish. I’ve managed to get him really laughing a few times; it isn’t all that hard.”
Every teen that was paying attention seemed shocked. The serious, stoic, hardly-cracked-a-smile guy Todoroki was ticklish? It seemed hard to believe; the image of their emotionally distant peer a giggly, blushing, mess was just too obscure to imagine. Denki made sure to point it out. “No way! I’ve poked him before, and got nothing! I’d know if Todoroki was ticklish.”
Bakugou stared down his childhood friend before interrupting. He knew the greenette well enough to tell when he was lying. “Nah, the nerd’s telling the truth. Icy-hot is fucking ticklish.”
Kaminari looked like he’d just won the lottery. A goofy smirk formed on his face as he made a joke. “Wow, Todoroki is actually ticklish. I’m gonna go visit Hell for a bit, now that it’s frozen over.” Ojiro, rolling his eyes at the line, tased the goofy blonde’s side.
Iida regretted asking, feeling a bit guilty for indirectly exposing his classmate’s secret.. “Can you all be mature about anything? Our classmate would not appreciate us gossiping about this personal aspect!” Bakugou rolled his eyes, flopping on his mattress. “Pull the stick out your ass, four eyes. It’s just stupid shit, not like we’re talkin’ bout his dirty secrets or anything.”
The class president squawked at his argument, but didn’t get a chance to yell at him before Kirishima cut back in. “HEY! Why don’t we all put this info to use and, I dunno, make the guy laugh. I think we can all agree that he needs it.”
Nobody argued with him there. Not every student was up for it, some fearing retribution, others not wanting to be crispy-fried or frozen solid. In the end, the team consisted of Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, Midoriya, and surprisingly Bakugou. They got a plan together; all they needed was the dual-quirked teen.
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Todorki had always enjoyed longer showers; it felt nice to just stand under the water and think. He was expecting a few of his peers to question how long he took, though he wasn’t prepared to have five of them eagerly eyeing him as he left the showers. The boy tried to keep the suspicion out of his voice as he spoke to them. “Do you all need something from me?”
The electric blonde smirked, stepping forwards. “Actually, yeah.” With that, the group went into action. Catching him by surprise, Sero came up behind him and shot tape around his hands, hoisting them above his head. Kirishima held the shocked teen in place as Sero got a few more layers of tape on his hands and forearms, thoroughly restraining him.
Normally, Todo would’ve just burned throughout the tape and left. With his peers so close, however, he was hesitant; he couldn’t risk hurting them. The teen tugged at his arms, shooting a glare at his classmates. “What’re you all doing?”
They answered his question pretty quickly. Kaminari squeezed his sides, while Sero poked along his spine. He snapped his mouth shut, eyes growing wide. Oh, they didn’t. He forced out an order, managing to contain his giggles. “G-get off of me!”
This only encouraged his “attackers.” Sero used both hands, dragging his nails down Todoroki’s spine. The candy-cane arched his back, flinching right into Kirishima’s wiggling fingers on his belly. That got a snort out of him, the serious teen’s cheeks dusted with red.
“Oooh, someone’s ticklish!” It was already a struggle to hold in his giggling; Kaminiari’s stupid teases were an unfair challenge. “Sh-shut uhup!” The electric student gasped, eyes lighting up with playful mischief. “Was that a giggle?! C’mon, gimme a few more!”
Who knew Kaminari would be so good at teasing? The student definitely didn’t, that’s for sure. Thankfully, he moved his fingers to the boy’s armpits, trying to find his worst spot; he didn’t realize he had already found it. “How about here, huh? Does this tickle?” That damn word… He wished he could delete it from the blonde’s vocabulary.
Midoriya tried to conceal a smile, watching his peer move farther away from the jackpot he was looking for. He was conflicted; on one hand, it was wonderful to see Todoroki like this around other people. On the other hand, he would probably be more than a little betrayed if the greenette revealed his worst spot. Decisions, decisions… Eh, what’s the worst that could happen?
“You know you’re getting colder, right?” All four of the perpetrators turned to him, Todoroki’s eyes narrowed in a “don’t you dare” expression. Ignoring it and the inevitable revenge, he continued. “You actually already found it. It’s right around here…”
Denki parted the waters for him, letting the freckled teen do his thing. With an apologetic smile, he clawed at Todoroki’s navel, not flinching at the howl of laughter the action received. The other students’ eyes lit up, though Bakugou tried to conceal his. Izuku stepped back, leaving his friends the chaotic seed he’d planted.
Ten fingers immediately latched onto Todo’s stomach, Kaminari wasting no time. Loud, surprisingly bubbly laughter burst from him, a wide smile growing on the face of the typically-earnest teen. “N-NOHOHO! MIHIDORIYAHA! TRAHAHAITOR!”
That started a little competition; an unspoken game of “Who Can Get Todoroki to Laugh the Loudest” beginning between the four teens. Denki was in the lead, scribbling in and around his navel and teasing his lower belly. Kirishima was in a semi-close second, drilling his fingertips into the multi-quirked boy’s hollows. Sero, deciding to be a menace, toyed near his spine, tracing teasy little shapes up and down his back. Bakugou and Izuku hung back, though the explosive blonde seemed ready to jump in.
Todoroki was burning; not literally, but he could feel the heat on his cheeks. He trusted his classmates not to go too far, but damn, that shit tickled. He was mainly nervous of Bakugou; they had already found his worst spot, but he knows one more that would make the goofiness much more unbearable. A spot that Baku knew.
Deciding that he had waited long enough, the fiery teen cracked his knuckles, approaching the group. He crouched down, going for Todo’s outer thigh. He clawed at the outer edges, making sure to keep things as comfortable as they could be.
Todoroki shrieked at the addition of the spot, four people now trying their best to wreck him. It was almost maddening; all he could think about was “tickles, tickles shIT THAT TICKLES!” over and over again. His entire face was a bright red, almost matching the left side of his hair. “NAHAHAHA! GUHU- PLEHEHEASE! NOHO MOHOHORE!”
Denki saw how wild all the tickling was driving his classmate. Deciding to show some mercy, he went for one more scribble on the boy’s navel before backing away. Kirishima also took the hint, ending the underarm tickles. Bakugou reluctantly pulled away, not wanting to seem silly compared to the other two. Sero continued out of pure spite, wanting to hear the giggles a little longer.
The hot-and-cold student was wiped; five of his classmates “tormenting” him was exhausting. He practically hung from the tape restraints, giggling softly as Sero continued to softly tickle his back. It honestly just made him more tired, but in a good way. He still wanted it to end, but they were relaxing in the silliest way.
Midoriya checked the time, seeing how late it was getting. He had always been a bit of a mother-hen when it came to his close friends, even though he got injured far worse and much more often than they did. “Come on, Sero. He’s had enough.” The tape hero-in-training backed away, a smug smile on his face. “Fine. You know he was enjoying it, though.”
Kirishima hardened his hand, cutting the tape around the giggly, exhausted teen’s arms. It quickly unraveled, Todo swaying into Midoriya’s waiting arms. He carried his classmate over to the half-and-half student’s bed for the night, laying him down and pulling the blankets over him. He was out in seconds.
The rest of their classmates snickered quietly, each going either back to sleep or to their devices. The goof troop that wrecked him fist-bumped, silently cheering a job well-done. Sero, still proud of himself for bringing it up and starting it all, chuckled. “I’ll admit, that was pretty fun. Nice to see him laugh like that.”
His friends agreed, even Bakugou huffing a quiet “I guess” before heading to his bed. The teen had a strict sleep schedule, and while the tickling was fun, it did delay that. The rest snickered before dispersing, each heading to their own sleeping spots.
Todoroki found himself smiling and laughing a lot more after that day, be it from cheesy jokes or the occasional side poke. And honestly? He didn’t really mind. Turns out even the most serious of teenagers can enjoy a good laugh with friends every once in a while.
#mha tickling#lee!todoroki#ler!bakugou#ler!sero#ler!kaminari#ler!midoriya#ler!kirishima#ticklish!todoroki#sfw tickling community#augtickletober 2023#tickle fic#tickle#my hero academia tickle#bnha tickling#ler!denki#boko no hero academia tickle#mha/bnha#tickle fluff#gang tickles
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Birthday Tradition
A/N: BIRTHDAY SPECIAL TICKLE FIC FOR IZUKU….that’s all 🤭✨(Dw I got something for Mirio aswell) *ALSO BESIDES HIM LOVING ALL MIGHT YOU CANNOT TELL ME HIS FAVORITE PART ABT HIS BIRTHDAY ARE THE BIRTHDAY WISHES IDC IDC*
Summary:Nothing special just some birthday tickles for broccoli boy😼
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July 15th 7:15 A.M. (LOOK AT MY JOKE👈🏾☠️)
Deku wakes up doing his normal routine when finally looks at his phone and sees today is his birthday. He gets real excited as he puts a tie on that kacchan gave to him back in middle school to wear on his birthday.
8:00 A.M. he arrives to class 1-A but what he expected…. didn’t happen. He walked in everyone acted like it was an ordinary day.
“Oh hey Mido-Bro nice tie”Kirishima complimented. “Oh uh thanks” Deku replied not really expecting “THAT”.
“Good morning Midoriya nice tie” Shinsou smirked as he walked to his homeroom.
‘Okayyyyy something is definitely going on don’t know what but it’s something’. Deku walked over to Kacchan which as usual having his feet propped up on his desk “What do you want Nerd” he looked up from his phone.
Deku said nothing as he sat down infront of him leaving him confused as ever. Todoroki then walked up to him. “Hey Midoriya I want to— “YES… yes I meant justtellmee” Deku excitedly interrupted Todoroki.
“Have you gotten a spare pencil” Todoroki asked in a weird accent. “Todoroki that sentence didn’t even make sense but yes I do”Deku sighed had he handed him a pencil.
“Oh I was speaking like how Hamilton speaks Thankyou though also nice tie I like it” Todoroki bluntly replied before heading back to his desk.
‘talk about a teas— WAIIIT I get it now this little thing they have going on is some stupid prank for me to fall for HA jokes on them I’ll just act like I don’t care’
“Young Midoriya I see your thinking hard and class hasn’t started yet” All might teased hinting to him that he was mumbling.
“Izuku I like your tie it looks nice” Aizawa complimented before falling asleep on the floor “Thankyou Mr. Aizawa” ‘THE TEACHERS ARE ON IT TOO WOW so mean😒’
3:10 P.M. He went through the ENTIRE school day without receiving a single birthday wish BUT he kept in mind that this was some stupid little prank that his classmate were pulling on him.
After showering he plopped down onto his bed an— *bzzt* “Come down stairs Nerd” is what he received from kacchan before groaning and heading downstairs noticing that the light were off in the hallways and he assumed that the elevator wasn’t working so he took the stairs clutching onto the railing for dear life.
“Hey kacchan im downstairs I got your message it’s really dark I can’t tell if that’s you on the couch or not” Deku babbled as he slowly inched his way to the couch before two big hands wrapped around his torso.
“WOAH— WHAT THE ACTUAL FU—“
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIDORIYA”
“Wow katchan your really rubbing off onto him” Denki smiled.
“Sorry Mido-bro it was so hard ignoring you” Kirishima apologize.
“Yeah especially with that cute tie you had on” jirou teased.
“Yeah it was quite adorable”Momo added on.
“YOU GUYSS” Deku blushed covering his face.
“Stupid nerd” Bakugou scoffed.
They all sanged happy birthday and ate some delicious cake. “Tape-Face, Tenticles” Bakugou called them signaling them.
Sero shot tape at dekus wrist and shoji pulled his arms behind the couch. “What’re you guys doing” Deku nervously asked since he was in this vulnerable position.
“Dekuuuuu I know you haven’t forgotten about our Birthday tradition” bakugou teased as he cracked his knuckles.
“Kahaccahan dohon’t”the anticipation was KILLING him.
“your already giggling and he hasn’t even touched you yet”Denki teased.
“Sorry no can do it all apart of tradition” Bakugou shrugged his shoulders before scribbling at his sides.
“Kahahahcchannn nohoho”
“kacchan yehes Oi shittyhair dunceface wanna join” bakugou turned towards them with a shit evil grin on his face.
As they each grabbed a foot and scratched the sole.
“NAHAHAHAHA KIHIRI KAMEHEHE”
“Wow Midoriya this sock feels veeeeeeery nice it’s so soft right kiri” Kaminari chuckled turning towards kiri. “Yeah Mido-bro this is like the softest sock every” Kiri added on.
“LIHIHIHIES ALL LIHIHIES YOHOHOU JUST WANNAHA TIHIHICKLE MEHEHEE” Deku shrieked.
“*GASP* MIDORIYA HOW RUDE WE WOULD NEVER” they both dramatically gasped.
“Ya’know what just for that get his hips bakubro” Kiri sassed. “I was already gonna shitty hair” Bakugou rolled his eyes.
“nononohoOHOHOHOHO” bakugou had suddenly paused.
“And now for the grand finaleeeee” bakugou exaggerated before he took a deep breath to blow 16 raspberries.
*PBBT*
“ohOHOHONEEE”
*PBBT*
“TWHOHOHO”
*PBBT*
“THREHEHEHE”
*PBBT*
“FOHOHOUR”
*PBBT*
“FIHIHIVE”
*PBBT*
“SIHIHIHIX AHAHAHA”
*PBBT*
“SEHEHVEHEN”
*PBBT*
“AHAHAHA EHEHEIGHT”
*PBBT*
“NAHAH NIHIHINE”
*PBBT*
“TEHEHEHEN”
*PBBT*
“EEEHHEHEHELVEHEHN”
*PBBT*
“TWEHEHEHELVE”
*PBBT*
“THIRTEHEEHEHEHHEN”
*PBBT*
“FOHOHOURTEEHEN”
*PBBT*
“FIHI-AHAH FIFTEHEHEHEN”
*PBBBBBT*
“SIHIHIHIXTEHEHEHEEN NAHAHAHAA”
“And a few more just for good luck”
*PBBT PBBT PBBT*
“OHOHOHO GAHAHAD KAHAHAHAHTSUHUHUKEHEHE YOHOHOU AHAHAHA” Bakugou knew that was his cue to stop.
“Alright I guess I don’t want to kill you just yet” bakugou joked as everyone cleaned up seeing that Deku was K.O asleep on the couch.
“Oi four-eyes, Crafting table im going to take him to his room” He notifieds them as he tossed the tired piece of broccoli over his shoulder and carried him to his room. Tuck him into bed tossed him onto his bed.
“Heh happy birthday Izuku” bakugou smiled as he turned off the lights and closed his door.
#kiara writes#lee!deku#lee!izuku#ler!bakugou#ler!kirishima#ler!denki#mha tickle fic#mha tickling#mha tickles#mha tickle#happy birthday#happy birthday Deku#bnha tickles#bnha tickling#bnha tickle
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Birthday Party
Make sure that you’re wishing the worlds best peppermint a happy birthday today! 🎉🌻🎉
Lee: Todoroki
Lers: Kirishima, Denki
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The day was January 11th. It happened to be the birthday of a very special someone at the 1A dorms.
Shoto sat in his room on top of his futon, peacefully playing some cheap app game to pass the time. It wasn’t like he was hiding from his birthday or the party he wasn’t meant to learn was happening.
Well, maybe he was hiding a little. Deep down, Shoto did want the party and the time with friends, but he just didn’t think he deserved the attention or day just about and for him.
His hiding didn’t last too long though as his bedroom door burst open, “Todobro! Theres a super cool birthday surprise for you downstairs!” Kirishima yelled excitedly, walking over to Shoto and crouching next to him.
Denki followed, “Yeah! We need you to come down with us!” He added happily.
Shoto looked at them for a moment, shrugged, then looked back at his phone, “I’m fine. Thank you though.” That answer was met with nothing but blank stares.
“What do you mean you’re fine? It’s your birthday, dude!” Denki explained and shook Shoto a little. Kirishima tilted his head to the side in confusion.
“I know. I just don’t think I deserve it, so I’m fine.” Shoto nodded, having no intention on getting up.
“What!? You totally deserve it! And besides, no one should be alone on their birthday.” Kirishima said giving Shoto a little affectionate poke to the side. Shoto showed a hint of a smile as he tensed up, his eyes not leaving his phone screen.
Kirishima and Denki shared a little, then directed it at Shoto. “Cmon, Todoroki, come downstairs with us!” Denki begged, keeping up his act of just trying to convince him.
“I told you, I don’t- hehehey!” Shoto giggled when he started getting random little pokes to his side, making him squirm a little.
“Wanna go now~?” Denki asked, squeezing Shoto’s side and getting a little snort in return.
“Nohohoho!” Shoto tried squirming away, but everywhere he went just made him more vulnerable. Try and scoot back? That just made his belly and legs more accessible. Move to either side? Well he was just getting closer to his attacking friends.
So to Shoto, scooting forward made for the best getaway. Until Kirishima gently pinched the back of his ribs and it sent him falling backwards against the futon covers.
“I think we might need to give Todoroki a bit of an early birthday present.” Denki said as he grinned at Kirishima.
“I think we do. What do you think, Todoroki?” Kirishima asked, poking his side a little.
Shoto flinched and shook his head, though he laid fight there still as he covered his face and giggled into his hands quietly. Until he felt his arms getting carefully lifted up and again, Shoto made no real effort to get away or stop his two friends.
“Aww, do you want us to tickle you, Todoroki~?” Denki teased, holding his free hand over Shoto and wiggling his fingers a little.
A big smile stretched across Shoto’s face and he attempted to turn his face into his shoulder to hide again, but ultimately it didn’t do much. For a moment it was just Shoto’s barely audible giggles filling the room.
“Nohoho, stohohop!” Shoto giggled as soon as the actual tickles began. Denki was gently dragging his fingernails over Shoto’s arms as Kirishima took to scribbling all over his sides and belly.
“Todobro, we gotta give you birthday present!” Kirishima complained, like this was the typical gift for someone.
“NohohOHOHO!” Shoto’s giggles turned into actual laughter as Denki dug into one of his underarms. Kirishima quickly followed, moving a bit and massaging his thumbs into Shoto’s thighs.
“EEEAHA, NOHOHOHOHO! QUHIHIHIT!” Shoto laughed and then snorted when Kirishima scratched his knee on accident. If he didn’t think he deserved the attention of his birthday, he was most certainly getting it now.
Shoto started adorably kicking his legs, although making Kirishima’s job a little difficult. “Think you’re ready to go downstairs yet?” Kirishima asked, pinching above his knee then scratching little patterns onto it to keep Shoto giggling.
“Okahahay, fihine. I- I’ll hahahang out for aha lihittle.” Shoto giggled, just going limp as the tickles finally let up. Kirishima patted his leg.
“Okay! Let’s go down then!” Denki cheered standing up as he and Kiri helped Shoto up, both of them affectionately ruffling his hair.
Shoto smiled as he tried to turn his head away. They went downstairs with a smiling and blushy peppermint between them.
The class yelled surprise when they got downstairs and Shoto really enjoyed his birthday for the first time in a while. He received lots of gifts, hugs, and of corse a few more random tickles throughout the night.
The night ended with crowding in the living room to watch movies and a very smiley Shoto, stuck in the middle of a bug cuddle pile, fast asleep.
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Lil prankster got, got!
I will forever love these two goobers (*⌒３⌒*) Denki is facing punishment for his crimes at the hands of the manliest-man out here! His crime? Probably something devious XD
#rachi roo#sfw tickles#mha#bnha#sfw tickling community#tickle#kirishima eijirou#eijirou kirishima#red riot#denki kaminari#kaminari denki#chargebolt#lee!denki#ler!kirishima#mha tickle#digital art
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Seek and Destroy - Squealing Santa 2K23
A/N: surpriiiiise @chibisstuff!! I'm your squealing santa this year! I hope you love your gift <3 happy holidays! 🎁
Characters: lee!Deku, lee!Kaminari, ler!Bakugou
Chapter 1 - Tough Spot
Summary: Bakugou's ler mood has gotten out of control and Deku happens to be pass by at just the right wrong moment.
Katsuki had an itch. An itch to destroy. He’d been pacing back and forth trying to come up with a way to rid himself of his desires, but he was out of luck. There’s really no other way to satiate the desire to tickle someone into oblivion without actually tickling someone into oblivion.
The next poor soul to pass by was in for a wrecking of a lifetime. And lo and behold, a certain green-haired, freckled boy happened to enter the common room at just the wrong moment.
Perfect, Katsuki thought. “Oi, nerd.”
“Oh! Hi, Kacchan! What is it?”
“Come with me. I want to show you something.”
“Okay!”
Katsuki led Izuku to his dorm room. Kacchan never lets anyone into his room, except for Kirishima on occasion, Izuku thought. He must be serious.
Katsuki opened the door and said, “Wait on the bed for a sec.”
Izuku nodded and hopped up onto Katsuki’s bed. He waited patiently while Katsuki rummaged around in his closet for something. He pulled out a red tie.
Izuku cocked his head in confusion. “...A tie? I didn’t know you even owned one of those.”
“Watch it, nerd. Just hold still, will ya?”
“O-okay.”
Katsuki walked over to the bed, grabbing Izuku’s wrists and tying them to the headboard.
“Um, Kacchan? What are you doing?”
“Do I have to grab a second one to shut your damn trap? Stop asking questions.”
“N-no! Sorry!”
After Katsuki finished tying off a secure knot, he furrowed his brow and placed his head in his hand. He sighed. “So, I lied, but I know you’re not going to hate this, so you really don’t have anything to be mad about.”
Izuku started to shake nervously as Katsuki climbed up on top of him. “I know you can free yourself if you really can’t take it anymore, so… just do that if you need, alright?”
“I-I still don’t know what you’re talking abahahAHA! W-wahahahahait!”
“No can do.”
“Whyhyhyhyhy!?”
“Don’t worry about it. Just… just try to enjoy it. I know you like this anyways.”
Katsuki could feel a fire light inside of him as soon as got a taste of that delicious laughter. He hated how much he liked doing this, but he knew he’d never get this urge to go away unless he acted on it. Besides, out of all the possible victims, he knew this one wouldn’t mind.
“Ehehe pfftahahahaha! S-stahahahahahap!”
“Oh come on, you can take it.”
Katsuki dug into Izuku’s ribcage, sporadically traveling up into his underarms. Izuku wiggled back and forth beneath Katsuki, but he really couldn’t move much with his arms restrained and his legs trapped. As Katsuki fully succumbed to his desires, his focused, mildly disgruntled expression slowly turned into an enraptured leer.
“aaAAAAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! K-KACCHAHAHAHAHAHAN! NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Izuku screamed as Katsuki dug into his hips.
God, his laughter was intoxicating.
“AIIEEEHEHEYAHAHAHAHAHA IHIHI- *snort* I CAHAHAHA- *hic* KAHACCHAHAHAA!!”
Katsuki reluctantly stopped for a moment when Izuku’s laughter went silent. Izuku panted, dazed, buzzing with a leftover tingly feeling.
“Wh-why,” he started, “Why are you doing this?”
“I-” Katsuki paused. “You wouldn’t get it.”
“Are you sure?” Izuku questioned, gazing up at him with those big, green doe eyes.
Katsuki hesitated a second too long. The slightest hint of a rosy hue spread across his cheeks as he said, “I just… I get these urges sometimes. I don’t know where they come from or why they happen, but it makes me want to… Argh! It makes me wanna tickle someone so badly.”
Izuku’s eyes widened.
“And I can’t get rid of it! I can’t get rid of it until I, y’know, actually do it. You happened to be walking by right as it was getting to a point where I just couldn’t stand it anymore, so I…”
“I get it.”
“You- You do?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Well… Good. Now don’t go blabbing about it to anyone, alright?”
“I wouldn’t dare.”
“Good.”
…
“So, a-are you done, or…?”
Katsuki looked away. His palm crackled like a firecracker as his face turned a shade redder. Finally, he closed his fist and asked, “Can you take a bit more?”
Izuku took a deep breath.
“Go for it.”
Chapter 2 - Heady Pursuit
Summary: Denki overhears what happened yesterday and gets extremely jealous. So, what else is there to do than to provoke Bakugou until he gets what he wants?
What on earth is all that noise about? Denki thought. Bored, he decided to investigate. He took the elevator from the third to the fourth floor, where he thought he heard the ruckus coming from.
“Of course it’s Bakugou,” he said to himself as he walked closer to the blonde’s dorm.
“EEEYAHAHA! NOOHOHOHOooaAAHHAHAHAHA! NOT THE FEHEHEET!! PLEASE KACCHAAAAHAHAHAHAAHA!!”
…Feet? Is that Deku?
“IHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAHAKE IT!!” Denki heard Izuku scream.
“You said you could take it, now take it!” came Katsuki’s reply.
“IHIHIT TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!!!”
“No shit it tickles, dumbass!”
Denki’s face went beet red. So that’s what they were doing. He should have guessed—Mr. Smiley can’t even make Deku laugh that loud. Denki could feel static building up in his hair. He shook it off and marched back towards the elevator.
Nothing was working. Denki had been dropping hints all day, making playful remarks, stretching in front of Katsuki so that his midriff was showing, even laying in his lap (and promptly getting told to “fuck off”). But he had to keep trying.
“Oiiiii Kacchan!”
“The hell d’you want?”
“Want? I don’t want anything, I’m just saying hello!”
“Yeah, sure.”
Crap! Was he really that obvious?
“A-anyway,” Denki continued, “Kirishima and I are going to the gym later, if you want to join?”
“Nah, already went.”
“Oh, okay! In that case, would you mind helping me with this new move I’ve been working on? I need someone to practice it with, and-”
“Do it with Kirishima.”
“But it’s up in the air! Kirishima can only help me practice stuff on the ground! It’s called the uh, something or other volt maneuver!”
“You’re insane.”
“Oh c’mon, pleeeaaase?”
“No.”
“Pleeeeaaaase?”
“No.”
“At least let me show you! I get a running start like this,” Denki explained, running in place, “Jump up real high, do a couple flips and then come crashing down with my arms out, like this!”
As Denki whipped out his arms and pointed his finger guns towards Katsuki, he “accidentally” let out a small bolt of electricity (only about as strong as the electrostatic shocks you get on a particularly dry day), zapping him in the arm.
“...Oops.”
“DUNCE FACE—”
“AAAHHHHH!” Denki shrieked and bolted.
Katsuki was hot on his tail, and Denki could feel his heart beating a mile a minute as he scrambled around the common room, knowing that he could only evade the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight for so long.
“COME HERE, YOU BASTARD!”
“NOOO!”
“I’M GONNA KILL YOU!!”
Denki decided his best bet was to make a run for the front door.
“ONLY IF YOU CATCH-WaAHH!” Denki yelped as Katsuki swiftly tackled him into the grass.
Katsuki had him pinned. “What do you have to say for yourself, haah?”
“Uhm…”
“Nothing?”
Denki pursed his lips and shook his head.
Katsuki sighed. “You know what? I’m feeling nice today. I’m gonna let you off the hook.”
“What? Why!?”
“...Why do you sound so upset by that?”
“I-I’m not upset, haha, y-yay!” Denki stuttered, sweating nervously.
“Seriously, what has gotten into you? You’ve been acting weird all day.”
“Oh, h-have I? I hadn’t noticed…”
The two stared at each other for a moment.
“S-so are you gonna let me go?”
“Not until you tell me what’s up.”
“N-nothing’s up! Nothing at all!”
“Not gonna fess up? Good thing I know how to make losers like you talk.”
Denki saw an unmistakable glint in Katsuki’s eye. He shivered.
“W-wait, BakugAAHAHAHA!”
Katsuki wasted no time in shoving his hands right up into Denki’s underarms, vibrating his fingers against him.
“EEHEHE STAHAHAHAHA!” Denki laughed, squeezing his eyes shut.
“Nuh-uh, you asked for this.”
Katsuki was thorough—he fluttered his fingers against Denki’s ears and neck, pinched up and down his sides, skillfully rubbed his thumbs into his ribs, massaged his hips, and even squeezed his thighs—constantly making him jump and yelp in surprise. Finally, he reached back to squeeze above and skitter his fingers underneath Denki’s knees.
“AAAAIIIEEHEHE NONONONONO NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHO!”
Denki laughed and laughed and laughed, banging his fist on the ground. He thrashed about as much as he could, making a futile attempt to escape. He was at his limit.
“ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT, ALRIHAHAHAHAIGHT! I’LL TALK I’LL TAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHA!!”
“Took you long enough. You have more stamina than I thought.”
“I- ehehe… I wanted, I wanted you to, to t-tickle me.”
“...You’re kidding.”
“P-please don’t be mad!”
“I’m not mad.”
“Oh, thank God…”
“You could have just asked, y’know?”
“I-I didn’t know how you’d react…”
“So you decided to annoy me all day instead?”
Denki nodded.
Katsuki sighed. “For future reference, I’d be more than happy to take you up on that request. Any time you want.”
#tickling#tickle fic#ss2k23#squealing santa 2k23#katsuki bakugou#izuku midoriya#deku#denki kaminari#bakudeku#kamibaku#ler!bakugou#lee!deku#lee!midoriya#lee!kaminari#bnha#princess scrawlings
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Shinsou x Kaminari - Sleepy Shinsou vs… KTT?
Summary: Shinsou always had been having trouble sleeping and can’t seem to find a way to get himself to sleep especially if his neck is full of hero work stuff. Now it’s up to Kaminari to figure out a solution
Lee: Shinsou
Ler: Kaminari
Words: 1,490
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Shinsou could barely get any sleep. No matter what he did – warm milk, sleeping pills, meditation, listening to calming music - nothing was working. He would rarely get more than a few nights of good sleep, but all the other times had been hell to try. Ever since Shinsou had switched to the hero course, he was feeling so frustrated and exhausted that he decided to seek out help from his boyfriend, Kaminari.
Kaminari knocked on Shinsou’s door and let himself into his room. “Hey, how’s my purple-haired boyfriend doing?” He smiled widely. Shinsou was sitting on his bed, looking through a textbook with absolute tiresome eyes. He looked up at Kaminari and sighed heavily.
“Kaminari, I’m not in the mood for whatever you have planned.” He said. Kaminari slammed his hand over his heart and gasped dramatically. “Whatever do you mean?!”
Shinsou rolled his eyes. “I meant if your planning on pranking me or try to play rough on me. I’m too tired for that right now.”
Kaminari stepped closer to the bed and ruffled Shinsou’s hair. He smiled softly. “That’s not why I’m here. I’m just here to see how you’re doing. You look like you’ve been studying for ages. Do you want some help?”
Shinsou smiled and shook his head. “No, I’m fine. I just need a break.” He closed his book and set it aside. Kaminari smiled and plopped down next to him on the bed.
“Well then, let’s have a break together. How about a movie night? I can make us some ramen real quick and have a mini-marathon.” Kaminari grinned, happy to have cheered up his boyfriend.
Shinsou smiled. “That’s very sweet, D, but I can’t,” He covered his mouth to let out a yawn, but I have to study for the hero course.” Kaminari raised his eyebrow. “On an almost late Saturday night?” “Well, it’s not like I could sleep anyway; I… what did you say?”
Before letting Kaminari answer, Shinsou quickly got off his bed and checked his clock, then drew open the curtains. It was completely dark outside. “Uh, Shinsou?” Kaminari asked. “Crap, I’ve been studying for that long?” Shinsou asked himself.
He rubbed his eyes and let out a long sigh. “I should call it a night. I can finish studying tomorrow.” Kaminari watched Shinsou sit back on the bed, defeated. “It’s alright. You can take a break,” He said. “You’ve been working really hard, and you deserve some rest.” Shinsou smiled gratefully and nodded.
“Thanks, Kaminari. I’m gonna take a break. Maybe I’ll hit the showers.” He got up and stretched his arms, yawning. Kaminari smiled and nodded. Shinsou started packing his books away and placed them on his desk. “Good idea, you go enjoy those showers. I’ll be right here.”
Shinsou smiled and gave Kaminari a kiss before leaving. As he made his way to the showers, he couldn’t help but feel relieved. He needed the break, and he was thankful for Kaminari’s understanding.
He stepped into the shower and let the hot water wash away his tension and fatigue. He allowed himself to relax and just let his mind wander for a while. After a few minutes, he stepped out of the shower and dried off. He felt revitalized, with a renewed sense of energy. He made his way back to his dorm room, feeling more relaxed.
Kaminari smiled at him as he sat down on the bed. “Feeling better?” He asked, running his fingers through Shinsou’s wet hair. “Yeah, thanks,” Shinsou said. “I’m glad I took the break.”
Kaminari smiled. “So, what do you want to do? I know it’s kinda late, and you’re probably tired.”
“Yeah, about that.” Shinsou looked at him, hesitating for a moment. “I have trouble sleeping. I was just so piled with hero course work, and I feel like I don’t get much sleep.”
Kaminari gasped. “I got the perfect solution!” “You do?” Shinsou asked. “Uh, duh! Here, lie down on your stomach.” “Oookay,”
Kaminari straddled Shinsou’s back and started to knead his shoulders. He worked in slow, gentle circles, feeling the tension in Shinsou’s muscles dissipates. “See? This should help you relax and make it easier to sleep tonight,” He said.
Shinsou moaned in pleasure, feeling his body sink into the mattress. “That feels so good,” He said. “How did you know how to do this?”
Kaminari chuckled. “Mina taught me a few times and showed me a couple of things too.” He continued massaging Shinsou's shoulders, enjoying the feeling of his skin beneath his hands. He could feel Shinsou's body relaxing more and more with each passing minute.
“You have really good hands,” Shinsou murmured, his voice drowsy.
Kaminari laughed, the sound rumbling in his chest. “Thanks,” He said. “I'm glad I could help.” He moved his hands to Shinsou's lower back, applying more pressure and kneading in slow circles. “Is this okay?” He asked.
Shinsou nodded. “Yeah, it's really nice,” He said.
Kaminari smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment. He continued to massage Shinsou, taking his time and making sure that he was really taking the time to relax and unwind. “Almost done, just one more thing I need to do,” Kaminari said as he started to glide his nails ever so slightly down Shinsou’s back.
Shinsou smiled, and his back formed goosebumps. He shifted his body a little. He arched his back as he chuckled in his throat. Kaminari smirked and kept scratching Shinsou’s back lightly. “Something wrong, Toshi?”
“N-Nothing,” Shinsou shuffled his body and trying so hard to contain his giggles, but the tickly scratches were getting to him.
Kaminari snickered and leaned in, his lips lightly brushing against Shinsou's ear as he whispered, “You know you can't hide it.”
Shinsou felt his face heat up, and he squirmed out of Kaminari’s grip, covering his face in embarrassment. “St-Stop it,” He stammered, unable to keep the laughter from bubbling up in his throat.
“I know there’s a sweet spot riiiight here,” Kaminari gently scratched between Shinsou’s shoulder blades. “Nohohohoho plehehehease! Not my shoulder blahahahades!” Shinsou tried grabbing Kaminari’s wrists, but he couldn’t reach around his back.
“So, you don’t like it when I do this?” Kaminari asked, tickling a little faster. “No, no, no!” Shinsou exclaimed as he squirmed. Kaminari laughed. “You have to admit, Shinsou, this has to be your favorite spot, even though it tickles a lot.”
“Nohohoho, it isn’t! Ahahahahahahaha!” Shinsou smothered his face in his pillow and laughed away. “But your giggles are so cute! The way you squeal and the way you get so flustered~.”
Shinsou couldn’t stop blushing. Kaminari continued tickling Shinsou, watching in amusement as he squirmed and tried to get away. “You’re so easy to tease, Shinsou! It's like you can't help but be ticklish.” Shinsou's face was still buried in his pillow, but Kaminari could hear his laughter and gasps.
“S-Stop it! I’m gonna- Ahahahahaha!” Shinsou hiccuped and laughed, his body shaking uncontrollably. “You're gonna what, huh? I didn’t catch that.” Kaminari teased. Shinsou tried to speak, but his words were muffled in the pillow. Kaminari just laughed and kept tickling him, knowing full well that Shinsou would never be able to get away.
“Nohohohoho! Dehehehenki!” Shinsou tried to roll away, but Kaminari held him firmly in place. “You know you can’t escape me~,” He said. “S-Stop! I give up! Ahahahahahahahahahaha!” Shinsou laughed out loud.
After a few more minutes, he finally stopped and lightly patted Shinsou's back. “All done,” he said. Shinsou breathed heavily with a smile on his face. “Feel better?” “No!” Shinsou said, rolling over to look at him.
“How is tickling me going to help?” Shinsou asked. Kaminari held out his hand with three fingers up. “Three, two, one,”
At the perfect time, Shinsou yawned. Kaminari smiled, “See? Tickling, or something I like to call it, KTT, is a great way to destress and relax. Shinsou smiled, his cheeks still flushed from the laughter. “Yeah, yeah, now get off of me.” He said and pushed Kaminari off his back. Kaminari chuckled.
“Wait, what’s KTT?” Shinsou asked. “Kaminari’s Tickle Tactic. It works on tired boyfriends.” Kaminari laughed afterward. Shinsou shook his head. “You're such a dork.” He said. Kaminari grinned. “But you love me.”
“Maybe a little,” Shinsou admitted, before he leaned forward and kissed Kaminari on the lips.
Kaminari smiled into the kiss, and when they finally pulled away, he said, “Now that’s the kind of reaction I was looking for!” “Shut up!”
Kaminari ran his fingers through Shinsou’s hair, getting him to relax a bit more. “Get some rest, okay?”
Shinsou nodded and closed his eyes, sinking into the mattress and drifting off to sleep. Kaminari watched him for a few moments before turning off the lights and heading back to his own bed. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the knowledge that he had been able to help Shinsou relax.
#mha tickle#mha tickle fic#mha tickle fanfic#mha tickle fanfiction#shinkami#mha shinsou#mha hitoshi shinsou#lee!shinsou#ticklish!shinsou#mha kaminari#mha denki kaminari#ler!kaminari
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Hii!! I love your drawing so much especially your latest bakugou post, please consider drawing lee Todoroki next hehehe
P.S. please no foot tickles
Hehe I think it does~
#my hero academia#mha#tickling#ler denki#denki kaminari#lee Shoto#shoto todoroki#fanart#tickle fanart#hope you like <3#skye’s art#skye posts#have a nice day and or night
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A little of KamiJirou because... why not!? Simply love this ship💛💜
#bnha#bnha fanart#bnha tickle#mha#mha fanart#mha tickle#tickle art#sfw tickle#denki kaminari#kaminari#kyoka jirou#Ler!Jirou#lee!jirou#ler!kaminari#lee!kaminari#kamijirou
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DAY 24 : Spelling
DAY 24: Spelling
((He’s spelling out the letters on his belly in case anyone didn’t catch that 😅 also, peep Aoyama’s Barbie shirt))
#tickle community#tickle#tickle art#tickletober#tktober#bnha#alex draws#mha#alex’s art#ler!aoyama#lee!kaminari#lee!denki#ticklish!denki#bnha tickle#bnha tickles#mha tickle#mha tickles#miya&mia's tickletober
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Annoyance
I'm on an MHA trip, so here's another one.
Lee: Kaminari
Ler: Jiro
Ship: KamiJiro
Summary: Kaminari was being a little shit, so Jiro taught him a lesson.
Warnings: swearing. This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!
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Jiro and Denki were in her room, snuggling on the bed. Jiro had headphones on, listening to music. Denki was just laying there, bored. And when you're bored, what better to do then annoy your girlfriend!
He turned around and tapped her forehead a couple times. She paused her music and looked up at him, an annoyed look on her face. "What?" "I'm bored. Can we do something?" Jiro shook her head. "No. We just played Candyland not even twenty minutes ago. Take a nap or something for now." She popped her headphones back on, leaving Kami to pout in silence. At least for a second.
He pulled one of her headphones off and let go, making it lightly hit her ear. She glared at him, taking them off again. "Denki, I swear to All Might I will destroy you if you keep this up."
Of course he didn't stop. He snickered like the little shit he is and waited for her to put her headphones back on. When she did, he took a deep breath and burped on her face.
"THAT IS FUCKING IT YOU ANNOYING ASSHOLE!" Jiro jumped on top of him, easily straddling and pinning him, all with an evil smirk on her face. "W-what are you doing?" He laughed. "I said I was gonna destroy you. Now I am."
She leaned in close to his face and... dug her fingers into his sides. He let out a surprised laugh that quickly dissolved into panicky giggles. "Whahahahat thehe hehehehell?!" She started pinching his hips, bringing his giggles up an octave. "Destroying you with tickles. Little annoyance, prepare to die."
She went back up to his torso, scratching and wiggling everywhere she could, not letting him get used to anything. "Wahahahait! Bahahahabe! Ihihi'm sohohorry!" "You will be, you shithead."
Making use of her quirk, she sent her jacks down to poke at his armpits. He squealed and tugged on his arms, but she had him trapped. "Nohohot thehehe jahahacks! Nohoho fahahair!" Her jacks went back to their place near her neck, and she decided to mess with his.
She fluttered her fingers on his neck and ears, earning hicuppy giggles in return. "Ehehehehe! Jihihihiroho! Nehehehe!" Se kept constantly changing spots and tactics, keeping him in consistent giggles of varying levels.
"Want me to stick to one place, zappy?" Denki nodded frantically. "Yehehehes! Plehehehease!" She lifted up his shirt and began blowing little raspberries all over his belly. "NOHOHOHOT WHAHAHAT IHI MEHEHEHEANT!" NAHAHAHAT THOHOHOHOSE! NOHOHOHO!"
When his laughs had a weezy edge to them, she gave him a breather. He was still giggling. "Youhuh're an ahahass." She dramatically gasped. "How dare you! I was going to quit, (liar) but apparently you need more!"
She turned around, lightly tracing his knee. Damn it, why did he wear shorts! "Nohohoho! Ahahanythihihing ehehelse! Nohohohot thehehere! Jihihirohohoho!" She scratched a little harder, and he started to laugh.
"PLEHEHEHEAHSE NOHOHO! IHI CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAKE IHIT!" Jiro smirked even more (if that was possible). "Well then, guess you'll have to deal with it. Mwahaha!" She dug into his knees, squeezing and pinching all over the sensitive skin. Denki went hysterical.
"NAHAHAHAHAHAHO! *snort* PLEHEHAHAHAHA! NYAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHE KNEHEHEHEHES!" She tormented the tops, sides, and undersides of his poor knees. He was loving every second in hell! Little sparks of electricity floated around his head. "Ready for the big finale? If not, I could do this all day~"
"YEHEHEHES! PLEHEHEHEASE! *snort* ANYTHIHIHING TOHOH STOHOHOP THIHIHIS!" She nodded leaning her head down to his knees. She started to nibble, and Denki lost whatever shit he had left.
"AIIIIHAHAHAHA! *snort* NAHAHAHAHA! JIHIHAHAHA! IHIHIIHI'LL SHOHOHO- SHOHORT CIHIHIHIRCUHUIT!" It was true. He had electricity all around his head, and his hair was standing on end. She stopped, rubbing at his knees to ease the tickly sensations.
"Nahahat cohohohol. Nahat cohool at all." She giggled and climbed off of him, giving him a forehead kiss. "Maybe next time you'll behave. Wanna take a nap now, Denks?"
The electric blonde nodded, cuddling up next to her.
He was adorable when he was tired. Jiro ran her hands through his hair, petting him. When she heard his breathing even out, she snuggled up, too. They both dozed off in her bed, Kaminari's face with a lingering blush, and Jiro's with a content smile.
#kamijirou#lee!kaminari#ler!jiro#mha tickle#mha#tickle fic#tickle#sfw tickling community#mha tickles#ler!denki#ticklish!kaminari#ticklish!denki
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Oh how about a fanfic of lee kirishima getting attack by Kaminari and Sero. Then bakugou comes in later.
Manly-est
Summary: Denki, Sero and Kiri had gotten bored they all decided a little fun competition kirishima getting a little to cocky Denki and Sero decided to punish him for his cocky little attitude but they accidentally woken up bakugou who will not take any apologies.
A/N: I’m so sorry I took so long to get to your request.😭😭
Warning: Swearing not too much though
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“Guys I’m soooooooo bored” Denki dramatically whined. It was just the three of them in the common room everyone else was out or in bed Mina and jirous had a girls night with the class 1-B girls. And old fart Bakugou went to sleep early on a FREAKING FRIDAY NIGHT.
“Same but you don’t see me whining about it”Sero scoffed as he ate his popsicle.“Come on guys im sure there’s something we can do” Kiri tried helping out “likeeeeeee what?” Kaminari listening waiting for an answer.“How ‘bout a small competition likeeee a handstand competition” Sero suggested.
“Ohhh yeah! Whoever has the longest time is the winner and the loser has too…” kiri blanked out trying to think of an punishment.
“has too?”
“I don’t know what the loser should do we’ll come up with something later” Kiri rubbed the back of his head. “I’ll go first!” Denki excitingly offered. “of course you will” Sero snickered. “y’ready”kiri asked Denki nodded before he stood on his hands.
“Dang I kept moving around too much what was my time” Denki criticized him self as he asked.
“42 seconds”
“bruh your joking” Denki disappointed and unsatisfied with his time result.
“Nope now Denki sit back and watch how it’s done” Sero cracked his fingers and elbows.
“Damn alright what’s my time” Sero asked as he fell on his knees.
“1:54”
“That’s not too shabby” Sero somewhat satisfied with his time. “My turn I’m ready”Kiri alerted them that he was about to get on his hands.
“Alright show off you won” Sero rolled his eyes after he stopped the timer once it hit 3 minutes. “That was light work man” kiri smiled.
“NOOOO best to three rounds the one with the longest time is the winner and the loser has to buy us lunch tomorrow” Denki whined. “Fine you’re gonna end up paying Denki” Kiri teased a bit.
“What ever”
Second round Denki had gotten 1:28. Sero got 2:12 and Kiri gotten 3:00 again.
“Wow once again I went to 3 minutes you guys need some more training”kiri bragged.
”Okay hot shot you’re being hella cocky” Sero playfully pinched his side causing kiri to flinch away. Due to Kiri’s reaction given the black and yellow duo an idea.
“Hey kiri how about you go first this time” Denki insisted. “Yeah I mean you might aswell get your Win over with ya’know” Sero added on. “Um yeah sure why not it’ll be fun watching Denki lose” kiri smiled falling for their plan.
Denki looked at Sero smiling “you ready”. Kirishima nodded as he stood on his hands. “Wow dude your 1:21 in keep it up and you might win this with 9 minutes” Sero acted surprised.
“What do you mean I might tch I got this in the bag” kiri still confuse and not aware on what’s about to happen. “Like hopefully you don’t get distracted” Sero tried give him a clue.
“Um what?”
“And you all say I’m the slow one in the group” Denki looked at Sero. “You are sometimes Kiri is just lost is all anyways” Sero laughed a bit before he started poking a kirishima’s sides.
“Wait I’m confusehehehed oho you guhuys are playing dirtehe” kiri started giggling as he figured what they meant. Kiri almost lost his balance “Woah is this distracting you kiri”Denki teased.
“N-noho not at ahall” kiri claimed as he lightly shifting side to side. “Ahahaha nohohoho nahahat thehehe pihihits” kiri’s giggles turn into laughter. “Yohohou guhuys suhuhuck ahat tihickling“ kirishima laughing more at his insult than the tickling.
“oho really”
“nononoHOHO NAHAHAAH RASPBERRIES” Kirishima folded himself which caused him to fall to the ground.
“GYAHAHAahaha thahahat wahahas nohAHAAAHHAAHAHAT AHAHAHAAGH I TOTALLEEHEHE MEANT*snort*IHIHIT” “whahahaha WAIT YOHOHOHU BIHIHITCH AHAHAAHA” Kiri cursed at them Denki for teasing his stomach specifically near his pudge.
“Woah kiri profanity” Denki chucked. “See you hang around Bakugou too much he’s rubbing off on ya” Sero jokingly scolded even though it’s a little bit true.
“Dehehenki ihis soho hahaha soho unmanlehehe” Kiri provokes Denki. “Man that was sooo hurtful if ya wanted me to tickle your pudge you could’ve just ask” Denki exaggerated.
“NAHAHAHAT*snort*THEHEHEHEHE PUHUHUHUDGE”
“Dude make up your mind you literally just asked him to tickle you there” Sero instagated
“Exactly what I’m saying bro”
“ PLUHUS ULTRAAAHHA*snort*PLUS ULTRAHAHA”
Denki and Sero both immediately stopped when they ‘plus ultra’.
“You okay Ei” Denki comforted. “Yeah we didn’t over do it right?” Sero asked. “Nahaha thahat was fun mahan yohou guhuys are an evil tickle duhuo” kirishima breathlessly giggled.
“WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU IDIOTS SO LOUD” bakugou growled as he walk out of the elevator with his arms crossed. “We’re sohorry bakubroho” kirishima giggled as he slowly be tan to recover.
“Nah fuck your apologies I got better things in mind you guys still bored?” bakugou grinned evilly before he started walking towards them. “B-bakubro wehe didn’t mean ihit” Kirishima tried to persuade him. “ yeah kacchan no need for any harm” Denki chuckled.
“Take a chill pill bakugou” Sero teased which provoked bakugou even more. “That’s it! YOUR GETTING IT SOY SAUCE FACE” bakugou yelled as he tackled Sero to the ground pinning him scribbling under his arms ruthlessly. “GYAAAHAHAHAHA DEHEHENKI KIREHEHEHE HALPEHEE” Sero shriek. “You better not help him nor run away or I’ll tickle you to tears dunce face” bakugou looked up at him grinning. “What the fuck man I-I didn’t even” Denki stuttered. Kiri is just glad it’s not him.
#kiara writes#tickle fic#anime tickling#mha tickle fic#mha tickling#mha tickles#mha tickle#lee!kirishima#lee!sero#Ler!sero#Ler!bakugou#Ler!denki
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Sore Winner
A tittle for this one was very hard for some reason 😅 also I’m happy to announce that as of now I’m taking fic/head cannon and drawing requests! So send me a little request if you’d like ;) 🌻
Warnings: none
Ships: Shinkami
Lee: Shinsou
Ler: Denki
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After a busy day, Denki wanted nothing more than to plop down onto his bed and play video games. With his boyfriend, Shinsou, of course. Which he was happy to indulge himself in spending some time with Denki.
After 10 minutes of playful arguing, a snack break, and fighting over certain controllers, they settled on playing Super Smash Brothers. A game they both had experience with and enjoyed playing. Denki chose Kirby while Shinsou selected the purple inkling. With their characters selected their many games began.
It was all going in Denki’s favor the first few matches they played. All until he got too sucked into the game and went after the fake smash ball, launching his character off the stage when he broke it. That had been his final life, making Shinsou the victor of that match.
Game!
The game announced before it switched to the victory screen. Denki blinked, almost in disbelief. Now he was no video game master, he’s had his fair share of losses. It was irritating when he was winning the entire time and suddenly losing a match.
Denki turned towards Shinsou to be playfully upset. Only, he was met with the beautifully scrunched face of his boyfriend as he giggled happily at Denki losing, “Wohohow! Whose the loser now?” Shinsou asked, making his giggles go away after a second, though a smile was still there clear as day.
Denki just smiled, he couldn’t bring himself to even pretend to be angry for a second. Until he decided those giggles paired with that smile was too much to pass up. Denki turned his whole body to face Shinsou.
“Big talk from someone who lost every previous match. Don’t be such a sore winner, Babe.” Denki taunted and scooted over to Shinsou and simply just settled himself on his boyfriend’s waist.
“Like you’ve done the whole time?” Shinsou smirked, taking on a more confused and curious smile at suddenly being trapped between Denki and the couch. “Do I get a kiss for winning?” He teased leaning up a little for said kiss he thought he was getting as a reward.
Denki just grinned and leaned in a little like he was going to kiss Shinsou, then gently headbutted Shinsou affectionately, “Nope.” He sang and suddenly began squeezing at his boyfriend’s sides.
Shinsou fell back against the couch, giggling loudly as he slightly squirmed under Denki’s weight, “Dehehenki! Whahat the hehehell?” He giggled, squeezing his eyes shut.
Denki merely shrugged, “felt like it. You’re cute, wanted to tickle you.” The shorter boy explained calmly, though he had a smile so big it could rival Shinsou’s. He loved this softer, sweeter side of Shinsou, and frankly Shinsou appreciated when Denki brought him out of his shell a little. It was nice to be happy and laugh without thinking about the weight of the world’s problems.
“Thahahats aha hohorrible answer!” Shinsou argued only getting a smile from his boyfriend above him. Denki leaned down a little beside Shinsou, “Plus we both know you like this~” he teased into Shinsou’s ear, making him scrunch his shoulders and snort softly.
“Yohohou suhuck!” Shinsou complained through his giggles. Denki’s only response was kissing his cheek, causing Shinsou to giggle a little louder out of pure happiness at all the affection.
The tickles eventually came to a stop, Denki not wanting to tire Shinsou out before their little game night was over. He ran his hand through Shinsou’s messy bed head to help his giggles calm down a bit.
“Are we still playing?” Shinsou spoke up after a moment, not wanting to fall asleep just yet at the gentle affection. “Only if you let me win, I don’t think my ego could take losing again.” Denki joked with a happy grin.
Shinsou just chuckled slightly, “Oh my God, get off of me you dork.” He said as he playfully shoved at Denki’s shoulder to move him. Denki laughed with him and moved off but stayed beside him as Shinsou sat up, both of them reclaiming their controllers.
“I love you too, Toshi.” Denki said, giving Shinsou that kiss he so badly wanted for winning a few minutes ago. Shinsou was happy with the small kiss and turned back to the tv with a small permanent smile stuck on his face, video games and little tickle fights going on well past midnight.
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Off-Button (My Hero Academia)
Pairing : Lee!Kaminari Ler!Bakugou
A/N : oh my god who new scumbag could actually post again, it's a marvel. no but fr, i've been lurking around the tickle tags forever and reading all of yall's amazing fics and i couldn't help getting back into it, even for just one fic. this isn't tickletober, i do not have the patience for that (u guys having the willpower to make something new every single day is fucking astounding to me idk how u do it lol), but i hope u guys enjoy it anyways! as always, please like and reblog if u can bc i really appreciate the support :D enjoy!! <3
Summary : Denki is incapable of being quiet during Bakugou and Kirishima's movie night they invited him to. Bakugou can't stand it, and decides to take matters into his own hands.
Word Count : 3359
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What the absolute fuck was Spiky Hair thinking when he invited that energy filled blabber mouth to their movie night.
Denki hadn’t shut up since he got into the damn room, his mouth seemingly going for an exercise run when the movie started and he got to make his own commentary. Katsuki was hoping for a nice, relaxing time with his boyfriend, watch a horror movie or two so Eijirou would snuggle close for comfort, and just all around actually enjoy his evening.
But goddamnit if Denki wasn’t just the right man for disturbing the peace.
“Holy shit, did you see that?! That head went FLYING! It looks like someone throwing a football to a field goal! Wait, is it a field goal? Kiri, what’s the difference between a touchdown and a field goal? I’m not much of a football man, more of a baseball kinda guy. Although, I’d never turn down tickets to the Superbowl if I ever got the chance. You know they have these huge performances in the middle of the game where famous singers take over the field and just go ham?! I’d go just for that! But not if-”
Katsuki was going to become the next serial killer in a blockbuster horror movie if Denki didn’t shut his fucking mouth soon.
He glared at Eijirou, who was grinning from ear to fucking ear. Oh he did this shit on purpose. He hangs out with Sparky way more than Katsuki does, able to withstand his constant rambling in a way the short-tempered teen has never been able to understand.
It’s not that Katuski dislikes Denki, though he would never ever fucking admit that out loud. He actually finds him funny sometimes, especially when paired with Sero. The two would probably make a good stand-up duo if Denki wasn’t the type to steal the microphone away just to ramble about every stupid thought that popped into his mind.
But overall, Katuski does enjoy his company…most of the time.
“-I mean I don’t hate vegetables, but I’m not gonna pick them if I have the choice, y’know? Like if I have the choice between a beautiful bowl of pre-packaged ramen and a fucking green bean, I’m going with the ramen every single time, no question. Oh, but fruit though? That’s a whole different story-”
“Holy shit do you have a FUCKING off button?!” Katsuki shouted to Denki’s spot on the floor, feeling Eijirou give his shoulder a tight squeeze in return. Katsuki whipped his head around to find a disapproving gaze that really pissed him off. “What?! This is supposed to be a movie night, but I haven’t been able to hear the damn thing for it’s entire fucking duration! He’s ruining it!”
“You don’t have to be rude,” Eijirou whispered with a frown. Denki had fallen unusually quiet, and though they couldn’t see his face from their spots up on the couch, they knew what that meant. Katsuki knew what that meant, and damn Eijirou for giving him the ability to feel empathy for others.
Katsuki sighed through a groan, pushing himself off the couch and onto the floor next to Denki. Both were quiet, just sitting next to each other and watching the movie together in an uncomfortable silence.
“I’m sorry for ruining your movie night,” Denki mumbled into his arms which were now propped crossed on his knees. Katsuki pinched his lips together, gaze refusing to avert from the screen.
“You didn’t ruin shit, idiot,” he said, his tone much softer than before. “ Our fault for thinking you could actually be quiet for an hour and a half.”
“Katsuki,” Eijirou threatened from the couch, his inflection enough to make Katsuki realize his mistake in words.
“It was a joke, relax,” Katsuki grumbled like a teen to a scolding parent. Finally looking over at Denki, he started to feel his guilt bubbling to a boil. He cringed hard when he realized what needed to be said, feeling the words practically squirming in his chest with utter discomfort. “I’m…sorry. Okay? I’m sorry,” Katsuki rubbed his face anxiously, basically covering his mouth like it would make his words unheard. “I just like watching shit in silence, alright? Nothing personal, you moron, just…agree to disagree, I guess.”
Denki sat there for a moment. He was letting Katsuki’s apology settle in his system like swallowing a pill he’d never taken before. Bakugou…apologized to him. Actually said the word sorry, and TWICE at that. He couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips.
Denki launched himself at Katsuki, throwing his arms around him tightly before Katsuki had the chance to realize he was fucking hugging him. Katsuki quickly shoved him off like he had a disease, but that smile never left Denki’s face.
“Don’t fucking touch me, Sparky! This changes nothing!”
“You like me!” Denki beamed, repeatedly poking at Katsuki’s arm like it would make him realize it himself. “You said sorry, you apologized to me! Kirishima, we’ve gotta throw a party or something, bake me a cake--shit, bake Bakugou a cake! This is a real turn of events, my friends, a real turning point in our friendship if I do say so myself,” Denki sighed happily, criss-crossing his legs and facing Katsuki with a wide smile. “You like me.”
Katsuki growled at the notion. He couldn’t even deny it, the bastard was right. But he didn’t have to be so damn smug about it.
Then, like his guardian angel was sending him telepathic messages on how to fucking destory this loser, he remembered something. Something very interesting.
Last week, Sero and Denki had been roughhousing on the floor of the common rooms over something Katsuki couldn’t care less to find out about. All he knew was that Denki had been the annoying little shit he always is, and Sero was finally retaliating against it and winning. He had Denki in some weird wrestler hold, his arms held firm behind his back as he kicked and struggled and refused to apologize for whatever annoyance he had caused.
Then, there was a screech. A loud one, followed by bouts of hysterical laughter and far more thrashing than before. Sero was tickling at his ribs with his free hand, fingers never relenting from the one spot he had a firm ticklish grip on. Denki pleaded and begged, and eventually with enough persuasion, Denki apologized.
Denki is ticklish, and apparently ridiculously so. This could be helpful. This could be vital.
“I suggest you shut your mouth right now before I find that fucking off button myself,” Katsuki threatened, his eyes peering through his brow in the way a predator would before striking its prey.
“Oh c’moooon, you wouldn’t hurt your best friend, would you?” Denki creened through a grin before giggling with his tongue stuck between his teeth. Such a little shit, he was really milking this for all it’s worth.
“Not gonna hurt you, fucknuts. But I am gonna make you regret everything you just fucking said,” Katsuki growled before shoving Denki onto his back, the electric blonde letting out a confused yelp as he went down flailing. Katsuki kept his hand pressed firmly on Denki’s chest, pinning him to the floor with ease as he clambered on top.
“Woah, we turning this duo into a trio or what, KitKat?” Kirishima chided in, having been scrolling on his phone for the past minute before realizing the action that was happening right before his eyes.
“Can it, idiot. I’ve got business to attend to here,” Katsuki growled before turning back to Denki with an evil grin. “You ticklish, Sparkplug?”
Denki’s eyes went wide before immediately throwing his arms around himself to protect his torso. “Nope.”
“Ohoho really? You seem awfully nervous for someone who ain’t ticklish,” Katsuki wiggled his fingers in the air menacingly, like a predator about to strike. “And if I recall correctly, Sero had you pretty fuckin’ beat the other day after you tried your luck annoying the shit outta him too.”
Denki’s lips pressed together tightly, the corners wobbling in a vain attempt to keep from giggling already. He shook his head vehemently. “No idea what you’re talking about,” his words came out quick, curling his lips under his teeth as soon as his talking ceased.
“Oh yeah? Well how ‘bout I jog your memory a bit; get that pea-brain of yours back up to speed, huh?” Katsuki slowly moved his wiggling fingers down towards Denki’s sides, the electric blonde unable to keep his giggles in any longer as they flowed out of him through puffs of air through his nose and a bouncing chest filled with butterflies. He swatted slapping hands at Katsuki's quickly, trying to both fight back while also protecting himself at the same time. His elbows stayed glued to his ribs while his hands uselessly bat at the weapons of mass destruction easing towards his torso.
“No, nonono nohoho wahahait,” he giggled nervously, having yet to even be tickled but unable to keep it at bay any longer.
“Nah, it’s too late for that shit,” Katsuki growled before finally striking, fingers pinching strategically at the boy’s sides right below his ribs. Denki screeched, back arching and legs kicking out behind his tormenter as he reached down to grip Katsuki’s wrists and try to push them away, but it was futile. Giggles poured from him with ease, interlaced with squeals when Katsuki’s fingers came just a bit too close to his ribs for comfort.
“Ahahaha! Wahahait, c’mohohon! Dohohon’t!” Denki shook his head, trying to find any relief from that torturously funny sensation Katsuki delivered to him through gentle pinches and scribbles.
That was another thing throwing Denki completely for a loop; Bakugou was being so gentle. He expected rough digging, hard squeezes that would leave him gasping for air and swirling punches. But instead he got agonizingly tame, insanely ticklish pinches that had him already nearly pleading for mercy.
“Don’t? Please, you asked for this as soon as you tried fucking with me. I was even being nice to you before, idiot. But noooo, you just had to keep poking the damn bear, didn’t you?” Katsuki emphasized his metaphor by sporadically poking all over Denki’s torso, at his belly, then his sides, up to his ribs, and even his chest, which Denki didn’t know could feel as ticklish as it did.
Denki giggled hysterically, squirming like a worm with his arms pulled close, basically giving up the fight and letting Katsuki do as he pleases. He knew he wouldn’t win if he tried, so he might as well let it happen until Bakugou tires himself out with it.
That is, until, Katsuki’s thumbs found their way into the hollows of Denki’s armpits. Denki squealed loudly, his heels digging hard into the carpet with every kick as his head turned to try and smush his red face into the floor beside him.
“Oh, sweet spot, huh?” Katsuki grinned, thumbs practically glued to that little spot under Denki’s arms that kept the boy cackling and squirming like crazy. “You seeing this, Kiri? Think he’s gonna keep messing with me after this?”
Eijirou chuckled, phone now beside him on the couch as he enjoyed the show before him. “Oh definitely. Guy’s a glutton for punishment.”
“Yeah, well, we’ll see about that after I’m done with him.”
Denki blushed deeply, turning his head towards Kiri and opening a single eye as best he could with his face all scrunched in laughter. “Kirihihieehehe! Pleheheease! Hehehelp me!” he gasped for air through giggles, talking through his hysteria quite the difficult task. “Mahahake him stohohop!”
“Oh no, absolutely not. You got what’s coming to you, gigglebox, and I’m not interfering with him when he’s like this,” Eijirou couldn’t help but laugh along, the boy’s laughter too contagious to help it.
“You could always help me, y'know? Cause you already know what I’ll do to you if you don’t, gigglebox,” Katsuki sent Eijirou a wicked smile, fingers still tickling the boy under him relentlessly. Eijirou blushed, before getting up from the couch with a sigh.
“Sorry, Denks, nothing personal,” he apologized with a giggle, obviously not sorry in the slightest. He sat down above Denki’s head, giving his hair a little tussle.
“Nohoho! You dohohon’t hahahave to do thihis!” Denki’s squirming increased before letting in a big gasp of air as Katsuki’s assault finally relented, though his arms stayed glued tightly to his sides. “C’mohon, man, we’re friehehends!”
“Yeah, yeah, we’re friends, man. And no, I don’t have to do this,” Kiri grinned before grabbing Denki’s wrists, trying to pull them up above his head. Denki tried hard to keep them down, unable to keep the giggles to himself in pure anticipation, repeating “nonononohoho!” as he felt Kiri winning the fight for his hands. They came to a standstill when his hands were near his face, Denki pulling hard to keep them down. “But I kinda want to, y’know?” Kiri giggled, giving Katsuki a look. “A little help, love?”
“No problem,” Katsuki smiled before bringing his fingers up to flutter softly at Denki’s neck and ears. Denki squealed, high-pitched giggles escaping as he struggled to keep his strength, too focused now on trying to protect his neck with his shoulders. This allowed Kiri to finally pull his arms up above his head and pin them there by the wrists, Denki whining loudly and kicking his legs out in protest.
“Plehehease! I’m sorry, okahay, don’t tickle mehehee!” He pleaded, bringing his knees up to drum against Katsuki’s back.
“Don’t care, didn’t ask,” Katsuki said before bringing his fingers down to flutter softly against Denki’s armpits through his shirt, the boy squealing and screaming out a “no!” in response before falling helplessly into giggles and cackles. “Plus, this is kinda fun.”
His fingers fluttered and spidered for a while, relishing in Denki’s frantic laughter. Katsuki got bored of the flutters after a while, switching to pinching up and down Denki’s ribcage with gentle precision.
“Nohohoho! I cahahahan’t, mahahan, plehehease! It tihihickles!” Denki shoved his face into his now raised arm, trying to muffle his giggles and hide his flushed face.
“Damn right it tickles, I’m tickling you,” Katsuki looked at Eijirou with a mocking shake of the head and a sigh. “This fuckin’ guy, amirite?”
“His face is so red, man. I think he’s embarrassed ~,” Kiri cooed down towards Denki’s face, giggling at the squeal his words brought.
“I’m nohohot! I’m nohohohot!” Denki shook his head into his arm, squirming even harder and screaming as one of Katsuki’s hands came up to flutter at the open side of his neck, the other still preoccupied at his ribs.
“He’s tryna deny it, Kiri,” Katsuki tsked before bringing his face closer to Denki’s. “You know what we do to liars around here?”
“Nohoho!” Denki cried, not sure if he was replying to Katsuki’s teasing question or just yelling out his preferred word to cry out in ticklish agony.
“Weeeeee…” Katsuki paused both his sentence and his tickling, his hands standing still in the spots they were last playing with. Denki continued to giggle through his panting breath, body tense in anticipation and eyes squeezed shut tight. Seconds passed and still, nothing. Curiosity killed the cat, but Denki couldn’t help opening one of his eyes hesitantly and looking up at Katsuki’s wicked grin.
Then, he screamed when Katsuki’s hands shot down quickly to squeeze at his hips, falling yet again into helpless cackles. “...tikitikitikitikitickle them!”
“Ahahahaha gohohohod! Thahat’s sohoho- pppffttt hahahaha! -stuhuhupihihid!” Denki shook his head in protest, kicking and bucking his hips like he could knock off his tickler with one good throw. Obviously it didn’t work, and Katsuki continued to tickle him while staying put like he was riding a bull.
“Oh, you callin’ me stupid now? Do you really think that’s the smartest move to make when I’ve got you squealing like a little girl for saying some stupid shit earlier?’”
“I juhuhust said- gahahahaha nohoho! -thahat you lihihike mehehee!”
“Yeah and how did that turn out for you?” Katsuki asked before scribbling his hands over Denki’s waist, the boy screeching and giggling frantically in response.
“Bahahahad! Sohoho bahahahd!”
“That’s what I thought,” Katsuki grinned before going back to poking around Denki’s belly, a much easier task now that Denki’s flailing arms were out of the equation. “How’s about we find that little off button we discussed earlier, huh? Maybe we can finally get you to shut your trap for once.”
Eijirou giggled with a shake of his head. “You are so mean, Katsuki.”
“Yeah, yeah, you love it,” Katsuki looked at Denki’s face, grinning at the blush he wore and the giant smile overtaking his features and making his nose scrunch up all cutely. “And from the looks of it, so does this little guy. You enjoyin’ yourself up there, dumbass?”
Denki’s belly bounced through his giggles, much softer than before now that he was just being poked at, but still frantic as his belly was very ticklish. “Nohoho!”
“I think that’s the word of the day. ‘No, no, no,’ it’s all you’ve said since we started this shit. You mean that? You want us to stop? Cause hey, say the word and playtime’s over, Sparkplug.”
For the first time since their little tickle fest started, Denki had nothing to say. Just a response of happy giggles and an even brighter blush that he yet again tried hiding in his arm.
“Well would you look at that! Seems like our friend here has some sense after all,” Katsuki smiled up at Eijirou, who rolled his eyes fondly. The redhead already knew Denki didn’t mind the tickles as much as he loved to claim he did, so he wasn’t surprised in the least to find him happily allowing them to continue the torment.
Katsuki’s pokes never ceased, like they were still on the hunt. “So, about that off button…” He hummed curiously, his pokes traveling all around his belly, sides, and ribs like in a search. “Oh, I know. How about riiiiiight…here!” He stuck his finger in Denki’s bellybutton, scratching and poking at it gently but very obviously efficiently, as the blonde under him let out a loud squeal before his laughs fell silent. Just a bouncing chest and belly with occasional gasps for air to prove he was still laughing up a storm on the inside.
“Hehey, I think you found it! See, he’s gone all quiet now!” Eijirou boasted, looking down at Denki’s hysterical expression with a chuckle.
“Well ain’t that a relief,” Katsuki said, eyebrows shooting up when Denki’s cackles and shrieks returned in a wild new wave. “Guess we know how to shut him up now. Just a little tickle right in this off-button and we’ve got a nice night of peace and quiet,” he said with a hint of sarcasm, as Denki’s laughter had never been louder than now.
Finally, Katsuki’s assault ceased, giving Eijirou a nod to let his arms go. Denki brought them down over his belly protectively, rolling over on his side to curl into a ball of giggles when Katsuki got off and sat next to him.
“So, you still think I like you, numbnuts?” Katsuki asked, grinning proudly as his boyfriend rubbed Denki’s back.
“Ehehe…yeah, kinda,” Denki looked at Katsuki over his shoulder. “I mean, you did just have a tickle fight with me, man. Not really something non-friends do with each other.”
“Hey, not a tickle fight. I didn’t see you getting any jabs in there, did I?” Katsuki said with a poke to Denki’s side, the boy flinching with a yelp before scooting closer to Eijirou like he’d protect him from mean ‘ole Bakugou.
“Fine, a tickle attack then. Either way…” Denki tilted his head with a smug expression, a smile still very present on his face. “...you totally like me.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes before getting up and plopping himself back on the couch, grabbing his phone to scroll like nothing happened. “Whatever, idiot. Just know who you’re messing with.”
Denki giggled, looking up at Kirishima who shook his head with a fond smile. “Trust me, I am very well aware.”
There was a comfortable silence between the three of them before they all seemed to realize at the same time, it wasn’t actually silent in the room.
The movie was still on.
“Oh fucking hell you’ve gotta be KIDDING ME-“
. . .
A/N : hope y'all enjoyed! im working on another fic rn but don't plan on that coming out super soon, y'all know how long it takes me to write sometimes and i've kinda been drowning in schoolwork lately. college is truly a different experience LMAO. anyways, much love y'all imma go do some homework and hopefully get some sleep tonight.
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