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gaybananabread · 6 months

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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.

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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sunflowernoodles · 7 months

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Day At the Library

Nothing much to say other than I was gone for a few months and now I’m back! And seroroki is still on the brain because I am boring. Hope you enjoy! 🌻

Les: Shoto

Ler: Sero

Ships: Seroroki

It was a late Saturday afternoon, Shoto and Sero were walking to the library. They simply wanted to sit in silence together and read, maybe study a little. Once they got to the library, they claimed a table and sat side by side.

Time passed slowly in the best possible way. The two occasionally shifted in their seats, Shoto ending up with his head in his arms as they rested upon the table, gazing up at his boyfriend. Reading could wait for a moment. Sero eventually noticed wide, mis-matched eyes staring up at him.

The corners of Sero’s mouth turned up slightly as he looked at Shoto. “Hello there.” Sero whispered, lightly ruffling Shoto’s hair and causing the rid and white to cross over and mix.

Shoto just closed his eyes, sighing a little when he felt Sero carefully stealing one of his hands. He could just fall asleep right there in the library.

But then Shoto felt the light tingles along his palm. He opened his eyes a bit to see Sero, holding Shoto’s hand in one of his own while tracing over his palm with the other. Shoto smiled involuntarily behind his arms as he breathed out a light giggle.

Sero was careful to not take things too far with the tickling. They were in a library after all. It would be rude to disturb others in the building because he made Shoto genuinely laugh… nor would it be fun if they got kicked out for being loud. That would certainly be an embarrassing conversation to have with Aizawa.

But this was okay. Sero slowly drew over the lines on Shoto’s palm, smiling at the little twitches of Shoto’s fingers and the goosebumps that spread over his arm. As well as the light squeaks and giggles Shoto let out while his legs lightly kicked underneath the table.

Sero took note of the light blush that was now covering Shoto’s ears. He lifted Shoto’s hand up slightly and kissed the inside of Shoto’s wrist, delighted by the light squeal it got from Shoto. Sero chuckled before noticing the other people around giving them weird, mildly annoyed looks.

He looked back at Shoto and just held his hand instead. Shoto was still before looking up at Sero in confusion and a bit of disappointment. Sero just quickly planted a kiss to Shoto’s forehead.

“I don’t really want to get us kicked out so. But later I will tickle you as much as you want, alright?” Sero spoke with a hint of teasing. Though it seemed to take a moment for everything to register in Shoto’s mind, but his face turned bright red as soon as it did.

Shoto buried his face in his arm shyly, “That sounds fine.” He responded, his voice muffled by the sleeve of his sweater. Sero smiled and their little library date when on.

And of course, when they did get back to the dorms, Sero tickled Shoto until he was just a puddle of giggles the remainder of the night.

#lee!todoroki #ticklish!todoroki #ler!sero #bnha tickles #sfw tickles #tickle fic #I’m so normal about them I promise

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simplysmilingdrew · 2 years

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Yep, you totally deserve it Ochako since you started it 💖

Now you are even... for not so long, we all hope 😆😆

This for me is purely platonic, I am sure that they are good friends (I see some hints in the manga and in the movie “Heroes Rising” about their friendship) and honestly they could be quite a good team in a Team Up Mission

#bnha #bnha fanart #bnha tickle #mha #mha fanart #mha tickle #urakara ochako #sero hanta #lee!uraraka #ler!sero #sfw tickle #tickle art

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ghostlynoodles · 1 year

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You're Incredible

Hello! This is my first fic and I'm nervous but

excited to say the least. But I hope you'll enjoy

so. :) 🌻

My Hero Academia

Warnings: This is a tickle fic

Lee!Todoroki Ler!Sero

Today was awful. Which usually, given who

Shoto's father was, wasn't saying too much. He

had been out on patrol with Endeavor,

Midoriya, and Bakugou when they had the job

of saving citizens from a burning building. The

civilians had been okay and no one was injured

apart from a small burn or two.

The same could not be said for the building

though. It was Shoto's job to put the fire out

while still evacuating people. He had failed at

the prior task and Endeavor made sure he knew

that. It was one thing after another. And it had

gotten to him. It got to him bad.

What if there was still someone inside?

You were too slow.

Why can't you do anything right, Shoto?

The words replayed in his head over and over.

He kept to himself as usual until he got to his

dorm room.

Shoto dropped his bag and clenched his fists

tightly and let out this frustrated, wobbly and

quiet sigh, tears welling up in his eyes as he sat

on his bed. At least now he could have a little

peace and quiet. The knock on the door

seconds later disagreed.

Shit.

"Hey, my love? I brought my manga.” Sero

called from the other side of the door. Shoto

had promised his boyfriend, Sero that they'd

hang out and read their manga together when

he got home, which he had seemingly forgotten

about in his tearful frustration.

"*Oh, yeah. Come in!" Shoto called back, just

barely keeping back the shake in his voice as he

hastily wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

Sero walked in as Shoto was still wiping his

face, and his heart broke at the sight of his

teary, red-eyed boyfriend, "Roki! Hey, dear,

whats the matter?" Sero questioned worriedly

as he rushed to hold Shoto.

They bi-colored boy merely shrugged and

sniffled, leaning into the hug none the less,

"Patrol went horribly today because of me"

Sero frowned, brushing peppermint colored

hair back carefully with his hand "I'm sure it

went better then you think. In fact, I know it did!

I spoke with Midoriya on my way here and he

said you saved a bunch of people! He said

enthusiastically with a small shake to Shoto's

shoulder. He only shrugged.

Sero smiled softly, cupping his hand against

Shoto's cheek to get him to look up,

"Hey," he whispered "you're incredible." His grin

grew at the blush of his boyfriend. "Yeah, you

know you're amazing, don't you?” Sero said and

pulled Shoto back in to kiss his forehead. Shoto

then burrowed into the hug, hiding his face in

his boyfriends chest. Sero hummed affectionately as he decided to just cuddle and

comfort Shoto for a while, that was until his

hand wandered down absentmindedly for a

more comfortable resting place, making Shoto

squeak softly as his thumb brushed against a rib.

Sero stared down at Shoto in confusion before

he repeated the action on purpose, earning

another squeak.

"Shoto?" Sero spoke up, a smile growing across

his face. Shoto was tense and his face was

quickly heating up.

Shoto and Sero were pretty honest with each

other but there was one thing Shoto had

managed to keep to himself.

He was insanely ticklish.

Shoto shook his head a little before Sero even

asked his follow up question. "Are you ticklish?"

He asked teasingly and Shoto's blush became

visible, spreading up to his ears.

"Oh, you are~” Sero sang as he carefully moved

Shoto. The bicolor haired boy giggled out

quietly as he was gently pushed onto his back

against the bed, now face to face with his

mischievously grinning boyfriend.

"Wow, I haven't even done anything yet.” Sero

said, laughing a little himself at Shoto's

anticipatory giggle. "Yehehet?" Shoto

questioned through soft giggles.

"Uh-huh, yet." Sero nodded. He carefully

moving to sit on Shoto's thighs, making his

giggles more excitedly panicked, "Hanta,

plehehehehease!" Shoto whined, carefully

wiggling what he could of his legs.

"Please? Do you mean please tickle you silly?

Because I really like that idea~” Sero teased and

carefully stole Shoto's hands in one of his own

and pinned them above his head. Shoto was

beet red and giggling before anything even

happened, "I- I suppohose?” The giggly boy

admitted.

"Juhust, be cahareful.” Shoto said and Sero's

look softened. "Of course, dear." He nodded

and held up a wiggling, clawed hand above

Shoto's belly, making him squeal quietly and

suck his stomach in like it would lesson the

tickles. Sero brought his hand lower, and lower

until he made contact with the gently bouncing

belly.

Shoto squealed, it was soft, but a squeal none

the less, "NAHahahaha!" Shoto giggled harder

as he tossed his head back. Sero was just

taking in the sight of his usually stoic, quiet

boyfriend giggling freely and happily. Shoto

wiggled from side to side as his belly was being

scribbled all over.

Sero thought he could do better than a few

giggles and slowly moved up to Shoto's ribs, his

laughter rising up an octave, "Hahahantaha!"

Shoto laughed as he gently kicked his legs out

behind Sero. "Ooo~ bad spot?" Sero asked and

Sero asked and tilted his head to the side.

"Yehehes, it IHIHIHIS!" Shoto suddenly

screamed as both of Sero's hands darted down

to squeeze his thighs. He didn't notice Sero

move to target his legs in his giggling state.

Shoto was happily squirming as he forgot about

why he was even sad in the first place.

Though after a few minutes of tickling, his

laugh started becoming tired,

"PLEHEHEHEASE! HAHANTA, MERHERCY!"

Shoto pleaded through his laughter. Sero

understood the sign to stop, slowing the tickles

down gradually and started gently rubbing

Shoto's leg as he came down from his little

giggle high.

"I might've gotten a little carried away, l'm

sorry" Sero apologized "you feeling better

though?" He asked

"N- noho, you're okahay. And I do, thahank you,

it really helped." Shoto said as his giggles

completely died off. Sero smiled and laid beside

his now bright pink boyfriend and wrapped him

up in his arms and cuddled him. Shoto giving a

small hum of approval as he turned onto his

side to officially become the little spoon of this

cuddle session.

Sero still couldn't get over just how adorable

Shoto turned out to be, "You really are

incredible, Shoto."

#lee!todoroki #ler!sero #bnha tickles

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kusuguricafe · 1 year

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Tickletober Day 21 - Wake up!

A/N: this was a request from @queenofcreatures14 💖 I had a lot of fun with this one!

Summary: kirishima figures out a way to gently wake bakugou up without upsetting him

Characters: lee!bakugou, lers!bakusquad

“Bakubrooo, you awake?”

No answer.

“Don’t make me come in there.”

Still nothing.

“Alright, I warned ya…”

Kirishima gingerly entered Bakugou’s room.

“Aw, so peaceful.” Kiri said to himself.

Bakugou was lying on his side in bed, softly snoring. He appeared to have shoved all of the covers off in his sleep.

“Hurry up, Kiri! The waffles are getting cold!” Kirishima heard Mina yell.

Not wanting to wake the poor guy up just yet, he headed back towards the kitchen.

“He’s still sound asleep.”

“I guess we did keep him up pretty late last night…” Kaminari said.

“Well he better get his butt over here soon if he wants breakfast!” Mina chided.

“Can’t you just go wake him up?” Sero asked.

“Oh no. You don’t wanna do that.”

“Yeah I uh, wouldn’t recommend that either,” Kaminari agreed.

“Judging by your facial expressions, I’m assuming that didn’t go very well for you two?” Sero asked.

Kirishima and Kaminari both shook their heads.

“There’s gotta be some way we can wake him without him getting too mad at us.” Mina said.

The four paused for a moment.

“I have an idea! It might not be the best plan, but…” Kirishima thought out loud.

“Tell us! Tell us!”

“Alright! Alright. I figured if we could wake him up gently, maybe that’d lessen the blow. How, you ask? Well, I may have overheard Deku say something about Bakugou enjoying a certain something. Now, don’t you dare tell him I told you this, but…”

Kirishima told the group his plan.

“I think that’s a great idea!” Kaminari cheered.

“You really think that will work?” Mina asked.

“It’s worth a shot,” Sero said.

Kirishima nodded in agreement.

The four of them headed over to Bakugou’s room. Kiri knocked again. Still no answer. He opened the door and gestured for the others to follow.

Bakugou had shifted positions slightly and was no longer snoring.

The four looked at Bakugou, then back at each other. Kiri crept over to Bakugou’s bed and kneeled down next to it. Yep, definitely still asleep. He signaled the others.

Kiri was positioned to the left of the bed, Mina walked over to the right, Sero to the headboard, and Kaminari to the foot of the bed. Sero carefully grasped Bakugou’s wrists and placed them on his pillow above his head. Holding them in place, he taped them together. Bakugou stirred slightly. The others held their breath. Kiri gently turned Bakugou so that he was laying fully on his back. He still hadn’t woken up. Perfect.

Kaminari made the first move. He held one of Bakugou’s bare feet (score!) and lightly wiggled his index finger on his sole. Bakugou’s foot twitched slightly, but that was all. Kaminari smiled at the others, who all smiled back. Kami continued swiping up and down Bakugou’s bare sole very lightly. Next, Kirishima snuck his hand underneath Bakugou’s tank top (double score!) and scritched just below his belly button. Bakugou abruptly exhaled. Sero, still holding Bakugou’s wrists in place with one hand, used his other hand to lightly sweep his fingers across the side of Bakugou’s neck. Bakugou smiled. Finally, Mina took liberty of Bakugou’s armpits, one of his most sensitive spots, lightly scratching them, until—

“Mrmph. Mhmhm. H-hehe, mmMMPH—AHAhahaAAHA n-nohohoooo staaahp…”

The group collectively cooed.

“Wakey wakey, Bakubro~”

“Wh-whahaha? Huh? g-gahAHAHAHAHA NAHAHA!”

The Bakusquad turned their wake up call up a notch. Kaminari held back Bakugou’s toes with one hand and scritched underneath them with the other. Kirishima dipped his finger into Bakugou’s belly button, wiggling it around. Sero started tickling Bakugou’s ears, swapping back and forth between them, depending on which way Bakugou shook his head. Mina began vibrating her fingers into the hollows of Bakugou’s underarms.

“AHAhaHAhAHAhahahAHAHAAA! WHAHAHA S-STAHAHAHAHAP!”

They all stopped, giving Bakugou a chance to catch his breath.

“Aha, wh-why!?”

“Your breakfast is getting cold, silly!” Mina said.

“We thought if we woke you up gently you wouldn’t get mad,” Kaminari explained.

“Y-you call that gentle??”

“Sure it was!” Sero insisted.

“Oh yeah, we could’ve gone a lot harder man.” Kiri agreed.

“Pshh. Damn extras. I’d like to see you try.”

“You heard the guy!” Mina declared.

“Wha? Wait. WAIT WAWAWAIT NOHO I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOOOO K-KAMINARI NOHOHOT THAHAHAHAHAHAT!!”

“Wow! He actually said my name! Guess I should use my tickle shocks more often~”

“AHAHAAA! L-LET GO OF MEHE YOU DAMN TAPE DISPENSER!! K-KIRI! EhehEHEHE DOHON’T!”

“Aw, you don’t want me to tickle tickle tickle this spot, Bakubro? This one? Right here? Riiiiight here?”

“Nohooo noHOHOT THEHEHERE!!”

Kiri hardened his fingers slightly (not enough to hurt his friend, of course) and dug into those spots right below his underarms, just above his ribcage.

“Ohoho, somebody’s blushing~” Mina teased.

“SH-SHUT IT BLACK EYEEEEEHEHES! FFAAHAAAHAHA G-GUYS PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEASE!”

“Give up?” Kami asked.

“NOHOHO *bzzt bzzt* WHAHAHAAA OKAY OKAY YES YEHEHEHES JUST STAHAHAHAHAHAP IT!!”

The squad finally ceased their attack.

“Yohou… You guys suhuhuck.”

“You love us,” Kaminari beamed.

“Whahatever…”

Sero undid the tape around Bakugou’s wrists and Bakugou’s arms shot down to hug his sides.

Kirishima patted Bakugou’s arm reassuringly. “We’ll meet you in the kitchen, okay?”

“We made waffles!” Mina exclaimed.

Bakugou smiled in defeat. “Fine. See you losers there.”

“I can’t believe your plan worked, Kiri!” Kaminari said. “He didn’t explode!”

“I’m surprised too. I’ll have to keep that in mind for the future.”

#tickletober2022 #augtickletober2022 #tickling #tickle fic #katsuki bakugou #eijirou kirishima #denki kaminari #mina ashido #hanta sero #bakusquad #lee!bakugou #ler!kirishima #ler!kaminari #ler!mina #ler!sero #lers!bakusquad #bnha #princess scrawlings

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mythica0 · 1 year

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“You caught a Pikachu!“

🎂: MHA (I got a lot of ideas leave me alone)

🧁: Denki (can you tell he’s my favorite character ?)

🍫: Payton(OC) Ft. Bakusquad

Summary: Payton decides that she wants to catch a Pikachu.

Ships: Mentioned/implied Marilon(my two OCS)

“You caught a Pikachu!”

The Bakusquad was chilling in the common rooms , doing nothing in particular.

They were talking, playing some video games, Sero was just kinda lazing, it was all very relaxed.

Little did they know, it was about to have a cup of chaos added to the days recipe.

“Hey guys!” Payton Shorburo said as she came downstairs , Marilyn trailing behind her .

“Hey Shorburo, Hey Consteny! “ Mina called

“Go away, extras” we all know who that was.

“I told you guys to call me by my first name!” The two called out in sync.

“Jinx! Knock on wood no black magic!” Payton said, knocking on the Atari railing as she said “knock on wood”

“Darn, you got me!” The plant girl replied.

“What are you American extras doing down here?”

“Oh, I just wanted to get some sun! I don’t get much in my room and it’s essentially my food source. “ Marilyn replied.

“Whatever, Sapling”(A/N; I couldn’t come up with a good Bakugo nickname tm for my OCS)

“Any~who I decided to come with so we could all hang out!”

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After a few minutes, Denki got bored and decided to dance around the common room to the music Payton was playing(which she was subconsciously making a Hologram to, to everyone’s amusement).

This gave Payton an idea. She slowly got up, and made a face at the Hologram she noticed she was making , getting rid of it before continuing. Then she followed after Denki and tackled him to the ground

“I’ve encountered a wild Pikachu!” She exclaimed, before starting to lightly tickle the Blonde’s ribs

“Paytohohohon! Whyhyhy! “

“Payton used ‘Tickle’! It’s very effective!” Sero called from the couch, looking ona t the scene.

“Denki is Paralyzed! he may be unable to move!” Called Mina in response , both smirking.

“PAYTOHOHOHON PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAH-“ his sentence got cut off as the musical hero started to tickle his knees.

“Denki attempted to use ‘beg!’ But couldn’t, because he was Paralyzed!” Kirishima joined in the little game.

Payton was leaving all the teasing to the squad, only focusing on tickling her electric friend silly.

Denki was kicking and squirming along with his loud laughter, he didn’t really mind but it still tickled so much!

Surprisingly, Bakugo even got in on the teasing!

“Duracell used ‘Struggle’! It’s not very effective !”

“You used a Pokéball!” Payton finally spoke as she begun to slow down, before stopping completely.

When Kami didn’t move at all , Marilyn finally finished with

“You caught a Pikachu!”

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#parrotwrites #sfw tickle community #mha tickles #lee!denki #ler!oc #ler!mina #ler!sero #ler!bakugo #ler!kirishima #lee!kaminari

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tickling-giggles · 2 years

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Ummm if you see this HAIIII I FREAKING LOVED THE SPY X FAMILY FIC AHHH literally love all of your fics butttttt I haven’t seen anyone ask for a reader fic/Drabble could you probably do ticklish-reader where the reader is playing twister with Denki or Sero and they tickle the reader to win?

Don’t write it if it make you feel uncomfy

(Stay hydrated keep up the good work💗)

You’re cheating!

A/N:HAIIII ANON awww I’m glad you like my fics sure I haven’t written anything with Sero in it.

Reader is gender!neutral

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“My loveeeeee” you called your tape-quirked boyfriend who was currently scrolling through tiktok laying in his bed. “Yessssss”

“I am bored and everyone is busy we should play a game” you implied. “Okay sure why not I got a bunch of board games we can play” Sero excitingly got up and opened his closet revealing all of the games he owns.

“Hmmmmm ooh about Twister” you reached and grabbed. “Uh— you tryna challenge me bébé?” Sero teased. “Only if you want me too” you smirked as you pecked his cheek. “Ok but who’s gonna spin it when the game gets intense?” You asked.

Deku mindlessly walking past Sero’s room. “Hey Izuku…. Are you busy?” You called him into the room. “Uhm hey Y/n hey Sero and no I’m not busy I actually just got back what’s up” he entered offering assistance. “Y/n thinks they can beat me in twister” Sero chuckled.

“Which I will and can anyways do you mind spinning the wheel for us please because Sero is prone to cheat” you elbowed Sero playfully. “Oh sure I can do that” Deku smiled as you and Sero set up the game.

“Ok so who’s going first?” Deku asked. “My love may go first” Sero bowed. “Oh yeah how charming”. You giggled.

“Okay Y/n left foot blue”

“Sero right hand red”

“Y/n right hand yellow

“Sero left hand green”

Couple more moves later

“This is lightweight” you bragged you were currently in a downward dog position above Sero who was in a superhero pose under you.

“Don’t go bragging to soon Mi amòr” Sero smirked as he lightly scratched at your foot causing you to jerk and collapse bringing both of you down. “Are you two okay” Deku asked worried.

“You freaking cheated you tickled my foot CHEATER!” you pouted as you fell back onto the carpet. Deku started laughing at your actions. “I didn’t cheat and how dare you call me a cheater if you call me that again I’ll give you something to whine and cry about” Sero playfully threaten.

“My love aka Sero Hanta is a CHEATER”

“Oh that’s it bébé your in for it now c’mere” he teased as he pulled you towards him and scratched at your ribs. “Nooooo but you did cheatehehehe noahahahaha” you bursts into giggles.

“You said it again I warned what would happen but you still chose to play with fire” Sero rolled his eyes at you. “Buhuhuhut I’m not wrong NAHAHAHAahahahaaha” You laughed even louder provoking him even more.

“You just keep going, awww amòr how come you didn’t tell me you were this ticklish huh?” Sero teased as he dug into you ribs. “SEHEHEHEroOhoOHOhOhohOho StAHaHahAp ihIhIt” you’re shaky laughter caused Deku to laugh a little.

“Oh amòrrrrr I know how to get you to apologize” he grinned evilly at you before digging into your armpits.

“SEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHRO PLEEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE”

“Deku you hear them telling me please” Sero turned to Deku who’s trying to stifle his laughter.

“GAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IZUAHAHAHAHAHAHA DEHEHEHEHEKU HELP MEHEHEHHEEE” You reached your hand out for him which made him laugh even harder.

“NAHAAHAHAHA OHOHOKAHAHAHAY BAHAHAHAHABE BAHAHAHABE IM SAHAHAHAHRREHEHE PLEEHEHEHASE”

“Huh what… what’chu say Amòr” he teased.

“I SAHAHAID SAHAHAHRREHEHEH HANTAHAHAHAHA SAHAHAHRERHEHEHE”

“Ok ok I don’t want to kill you so I accept Mi amòr” He stopped as he planted a kiss on your forehead.

Deku’s laughter finally dying down still a bit giggly. “what’re you laughing for ya’ laughing at me” Sero attention now towards his classmate. “oho no Sero I’m not— well I didn’t mean it like that” Deku chuckled as he put is hand up.

“Oho well I’m that case I didn’t mean this!” Sero smirked as he pounced on his friend drilling his thumbs into his hips.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA SEHEHEH SEHEHEHROHOOHO Y/NEHEHEHE HELP MEHEHEHE” Deku reached his arm out waving at you. “If I were you I would think twice Mi amòr” Sero teased, which made you rethink your choices.

“Sorry Deku I’m tuckered out and plus you didn’t help me when I asked for it so this makes us even” “AHAHAHAHA Y/N YOHOHOU TRAHAITOR NOHOHOHO SEHEHEHEHEHERO NAHAHAHAT THEHERHEHEHE ” Deku screeched kicking his legs.

#kiara writes #tickle fic #ticklish!reader #lee!reader #ler!sero #lee!deku #ticklish!deku #mha tickle fic #mha tickling #mha tickles #mha x y/n

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eunchancorner · 2 years

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Hey! How you been ! Could u do one with lee Sero and ler kaminari plz :)

Hola! Have been doin well, just imagining my little au! Also I made it shippy, I hope that’s oki with you!

Ler Kaminari, Lee Sero

Warning: cussing lol

Word count: 661

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“Oh, Seroooooo~” Kaminari sang as he poked his head into his boyfriend’s room.

“Oh, Kamiiiiiiiii?~” the ravenette sang back, looking up from the game he had been playing on his phone, casually laying on his hammock. It rocked dangerously as Kami walked up and plopped down on top of him, but he didn’t mind, holding on tightly to his precious blonde boyfriend.

“I wanna show you something I learned with my shocks!” the blondie chirped, wrapping his arms in a sweet hug around Sero, his hands finding a place on his shoulder blades. Something the tape boi found a bit suspicious. “Oh, and what would that be?”

“I learned how to use them for muscle relaxation, wanna see?” Denki chirped, and it seemed innocent enough. And Sero’s shoulders were pretty sore from training yesterday…

“Ok, don’t see why not,” he gave pretty easily, flipping over a little awkwardly in his hammock to give his boyfriend more space to work with.

“Ok, so, gentle sparks…” he heard a mumble above him, then felt a hand placing itself right between his shoulder blades. Suddenly, some type of beautiful current was turning his whole body to jell-o right beneath Kami’s hands, the muscle relaxation sparks definitely doing their job and more, causing him to hum appreciatively. Kami giggled a little at his boyfriend’s current state, practically able to see hearts around Sero’s head.

“Feels nice, huh?” he asked, getting only a hum of approval. He liked seeing Sero like this, just happy and melty, without a care in the world, the only thought in his head being It feels so niceeeeee.

But, of course, after a while, he could help from getting more mischievous thoughts. Such things happened when you were one of many crazy teenagers in a dorm building where half of all shenanigans you got into included tickling. And of course, how could he just let this opportunity go to waste.

His hands very slowly drifted down Sero’s back, disguising it as being more thorough with his work, which seems to be greatly appreciated by his boyfriend. But as his hands got closer to Sero’s sides, the ravenette knew something was up. “K-Kami?”

“Yesssssss?” the blonde almost sang. Something was definitely up.

“Y-you’re getting kinda c-clo- KAMIHI!!” he squeaked suddenly when those gentle sparks were in his sides, creating a tingly, ticklish sensation instead of the relaxing, tension melting one it had been before.

“Getting kinda what, Sero?”

That little-

“Y-you knohow-” he cut himself off, clenching his jaw against the tickly sparks to try and hold back the laughter that had his shoulders shaking. Damn his boyfriend’s adorable ler tendencies!

“You need to finish your sentences, baby! Here, lemme give you a little encouragement!”

Suddenly those tickly sparks were at his elbows, and he let out a squeal, before they were back at his sides, and, with the dam broken, he fell into bright, bubbly laughter. “Kahahamihihi youhu cheheheater!!”

“All’s fair in love and war, Sero, and this just so happens to be a bit of both!” Kami argued, laying on top of his boyfriend so the poor guy was trapped in his zappy fingers.

“Gehet ohohohoff! Youhuhu’re heheheavy!” the tape-user complained, before hearing a completely, totally real offended gasp from above.

“Are you calling me fat? Oh, that is it!!”

Sero heard a breath being taken in behind his head, and suddenly he understood he was in danger. He just underestimated how much.

There was the raspberry being blown on his neck, yes, but Kami was now squeezing his sides with his shocks, and that sent him into silent hysterics.

Of course, Kami knew how to respect limits, and let him go shortly after, hugging him tightly and sighing softly, listening to his boyfriend’s tired, soft giggles. The sweetest sound on the planet, in his eyes. Er, ears.

“Youhuhu… I’m soho getting youhu back for thahat… but later…”

“Later?”

“After a nap…”

“Aww, ok, baby. Love youuuu~”

“Love you too…”

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OK THIS TOOK SO FORKIN LONG BUT I DID ITTTTTT

#eun writes #mha #bnha #mha tickles #bnha tickles #mha kaminari #bnha kaminari #mha sero #bnha sero #hanta sero #denki kaminari #ler!kaminari #lee!sero #ticklish!sero

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sallage · 3 months

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Red

The Unexpected Fight Series

Part 3

Warning: This is a tickle fic! - Crossed boundaries and ignored safe word.

Summary: With a renewed sense of determination, Bakugo prepares for his first round of training with Kirishima. Set up like an interrogation, Bakugo must try to withstand the pressure and make it through the full 20 minutes without giving in or giving up.

Pairing: Lee Bakugo, Ler Kirishima

Words: 4,372

Reading Time: 17 Minutes

A/N: So I lied and posted this earlier then I said I would which technically is still super late. I’ll admit I did not proof read this so it might be sloppy but I finished it and wanted it out there haha.

I'm going to sound like a broken record but I'm probably never going to be fully okay with the stories I post. I'll always be wishing I could either pump more into it, be more descriptive, stay true to characters, or add more dialogue. There will always be something I wish I can do or change, but then I wouild never post anything.

Anyways I hope you all enjoy! LOL

Read more ∘₊✧ Here ✧₊∘

Bakugo scowled at the clock as the minutes ticked by with relentless consistency. His gaze was unwavering in its focus as his eyes fixed on the hands, watching as they spun around the clock face in a slow revolution.

With each passing minute, the dread of meeting up with Kirishima for training weighed heavier and heavier upon his shoulders, and though he tried to resist, he could feel the pressure mounting for him to leave, sooner rather than later.

With the encounter in the forest still fresh in his mind, Bakugo felt a surge of renewed energy running through his body. There was a new fire burning within him, an intense and searing flame that would not be easily extinguished.

A knock at the door pulled Bakugo out of his introspective thoughts and set him on a trajectory for confrontation. He threw open the door, his aggressive eyes immediately finding Deku in the doorway, hand still stuck in the knocking position. Their gazes locked in a tense moment before Deku slowly lowered his hand.

“Hey,” Deku took a moment, choosing his words carefully. “I’m just reminding you about training. You should have left already.”

“Do you think I’m stupid?” Bakugo narrowed his eyes. “I know what time it is.”

He closed the door behind him and walked out.

Midoriya followed close behind.

“We’re working on endurance today. We’re going to give you a code and you have to hold onto it for 20 minutes.”

Bakugo’s scowl was his only response.

They walked in silence for a few minutes, the two rivals a healthy distance between one another before Midoriya worked up the nerve to speak again.

“I know this is… not what you’re used to,” Midoriya sighed, looking for words that wouldn’t get him pummeled. “Anyway, we’re all here for you.”

“Just… shut up.” Bakugo cringed. The lack of angst in his voice wasn't lost on Midoriya. His friend was nervous and didn't want to be catered to.

After walking in silence for a bit longer, one sideways glance at the blonde told him all he needed to know about what his friend was silently wondering.

“It’s at Ground Beta in one of the buildings towards the end of the campus. We got permission to use it and it’s far enough away that no one will hear you.”

Bakugo scoffed but Midoriya swore he saw a bit of tension leave the blonde’s shoulders.

They walked the rest of the way in silence.

—

Once inside the building, they walked down a flight of stairs and entered the basement where Kirishima and Kaminari were lounging on a couple of bean bags playing Nintendo switches.

The boys paused their game and greeted them with energetic hellos. Bakugo looked past them and saw a random table next to a thick metal chair positioned right in the middle of the room with wrist and ankle cuffs attached to the arms and legs.

He resisted the urge to react as a bolt of nervous energy speared through him.

“Where’s Sero and Todoroki?” Midoriya wondered.

An irritated sigh sounded next to him.

“We figured Bakugo didn’t want people watching him get absolutely wrecked.” Kaminari teased with a smug smile, earning a growl from Bakugo. “Kiri lugged the chair up and I brought the bean bags and Switches. I guessed you were going to be late.”

“Besides,” Kirishima started before Bakugo could retort. “Todoroki’s got the next one, they’re going to be sparring.”

Bakugo’s lips quirked at that. He could already picture himself blasting that half and half bastard into oblivion.

“Bakugo!” Kaminari waved to get his attention. “You got your murder eyes on!”

Bakugo looked at Kaminari and then back to Kirishima. “You idiots don’t expect me to sit in that.” He jerked his chin towards the center of the room.

Kirishima’s face tightened. “Yeah, sorry man. All that matters is that it can hold you without breaking or moving. It’s pretty heavy duty.”

Bakugo clicked his tongue. “Whatever.”

Midoriya clapped his hands. “I’m going to head back. I’ll see you guys after!” He waved as he exited the room.

“Hey, wait up!” Kaminari put a hand on Bakugo’s shoulder, leaned in and whispered something into Bakugo’s ear. With another encouraging slap that earned a sneer, Kaminari disappeared up the stairs after Midoriya.

Once the sound of their footfalls faded, Kirishima turned to Bakugo.

“Alright!” He exclaimed, clapping his hands together and gesturing towards the chair. “Let’s get started!”

Bakugo stood firm in his place, defiantly staring down at the chair and refusing to budge. He couldn't explain it, but he just could not bring himself to sit down. His body refused to obey the mental command. It was as if his pride and stubbornness had taken over and would not allow him to surrender to that damn chair.

“Bakugo,” Kirishima tilted his head. “You need to-”

“I don’t need you to tell me what to do.” Bakugo snapped.

“Okay, then what’s stopping you?”

Bakugo's pride and stubbornness continued to war within him, keeping him on the brink of either giving in or resisting even further.

On one hand, a part of him could not bring himself to compromise his pride and dignity by losing control and being reduced to a blubbering mess in front of one of the only people he respected. And on the other hand, standing his ground and continuing to resist meant giving up completely and admitting defeat.

He was finding himself stuck in this weird state of limbo where he knew what he needed to do but physically could not make himself do it.

Kirishima was quick to notice the internal struggle that Bakugo was grappling with.

“We don’t have to do this.”

No responce.

Kirishima recognized that Bakugo's desire to not participate wasn’t a complete one. The blonde still stood there within the presence of the chair, which meant there was still some potential in convincing him to follow through. Kiri knew that all Bakugo needed was a slight push in the right direction.

Kirishima adopted a more challenging tone and delivered a playful smirk, knowing Bakugo's pride was the key. “I get why you might not want to do it. It might be too intense for you.”

Bakugo met kirishima’s stare, uncharacteristically quiet.

“I saw how you were in the forest,” Kirishima continued, shrugging. “If I were you, I probably couldn't handle it either. Lets go back.” He began walking towards the exit, but a quick glance over his shoulder confirmed that the other didn't follow.

Kirishima paused at the bottom of the stairs and crossed his arms over his chest.

Bakugo mumbled a few curses before walking up and plopping into the cold chair. Kirishima with a smile full of pride for his friend, rushed over to his side.

One look at the red head’s face and Bakugo was looking away with an eye roll. “This is just to prove your dumbass wrong.”

Kirishima shrugged and went to work, efficiently securing Bakugo's wrists and ankles to the four points of the chair. He took a few steps back to survey his work. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't resist letting out a slight chuckle at the scowl on Bakugo's face.

“Okay, try to get out.”

Bakugo grumbled and attempted to tug at the cuffs but the sturdy restraints didn’t give an inch. Bakugo's brows drew together as he wrenched at them harder. The cuffs were much sturdier than he anticipated, and he realized that the wiggle room he would typically get with thinner restraints was not an option due to the thick cuffs covering most of his wrists.

As he wrenched at them one more time, he was met with the same result and he realized that without the use of his quirk, he was truly stuck.

Bakugo felt a tug of uneasiness deep within him. It was an unfamiliar feeling, one that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Was it doubt? Nervousness? Anxiety? Or was it something else altogether? He couldn't quite place it, but he knew it was something that he didn't particularly like.

Kirishima nodded encouragingly. “Ready?”

Bakugo attempted to maintain a bored and unbothered demeanor. “I’m not doing this role play garbage with you.”

Kirishima took out his phone and started the timer.

Twenty Minutes.

He placed it on the table so they both could see it.

“We’re not roleplaying. Kaminari gave you a code and you’re not supposed to tell me.”

Bakugo scowled and tested the restraints again.

“I’ll ask nicely first,”

Bakugo's face warped into a mix of a cringe and a scowl as Kirishima moved to stand directly in front of him.

“What did Kaminari tell you?”

Bakugo rolled his eyes. “This is stupid.”

Kirishima just smiled and patted his shoulder as he walked around the blonde’s chair. Bakugo found himself feeling a small twinge of relief as he no longer had to look at Kirishima, but this small comfort was soon replaced with a sensation of unease as Kirishima pushed two strong hands through the little gaps between the blonde’s sides and arms, leaving them poised to strike.

His body tensed.

But his expression remained unchanging as Kirishima pinched his sides repeatedly.

Even though Kirishima believed the blonde was just saving face, he was still surprised by the lack of reaction. He thought back to the forest, trying to remember what it was that initially set him off.

Then, it hit him.

He stopped the harsh poking and pinching and changed his approach, softly tracing his fingers over the fabric of Bakugo's shirt.

Bakugo's body stiffened and twitched as his muscles convulsed under the touch of Kirishima's tracing fingertips, which the red head took as a small victory.

There it was.

He continued the gentle approach, moving his tracing and scratching motions inward towards the the inner edges of Bakugo's sides where they turned into his stomach.

Bakugo's jaw was tight, then he bit down on the inside of his cheek. The gentle touch and light scribbles were making him flinch as his muscles began to twitch in response. Every time Kirishima's fingers moved across his skin, Bakugo's body reacted, causing him to bite his cheek harder to suppress them.

Kirishima's fingers shifted lower to Bakugo's waist and began teasing the space above his hips, right above the waistline of his pants, prompting the explosive blonde to let out a small twitch and perform some subtle micro-movements which Kirishima was quick to notice. Kirishima then moved his hands down to Bakugo's hips and hovered over them, motionless.

Bakugo clenched his teeth. “Stop messing with m-”

Kirishima pressed his thumbs deep into Bakugo's hips, moving them in slow, deliberate circles. The intense and invasive prodding caused Bakugo to let out a soft groan before jerking his wrists and tugging at the cuffs in a moment of weakness.

Kirishima smiled triumphantly.

“I’m barely touching you, man.”

Kirishima found himself almost giddy with amusement, knowing he had the perfect thing to push Bakugo's buttons. Of course, he was well aware of Bakugo's fiery personality and explosive nature, but nothing had ever come close to shaking his composure or forcing him to let loose.

This newfound knowledge was proving to be quite valuable, and Kirishima couldn't help but wonder just how effective it would prove to be in keeping the unpredictable blonde in check in the future. It gave him a huge rush of accomplishment and satisfaction to realize how much he had thrown Bakugo's composure out the window with just the slight twitch of his fingers.

“Shut up.” Bakugo growled.

Kirishima increased the pressure on his thumbs and sped up the movement, digging harder into Bakugo's hips. Bakugo's legs strained in effort and he let out a quick gasp, his breath starting to come in shorter and sharper inhales.

Kirishima didn’t even try to suppress the smirk on his face. “You just gotta tell me what Kaminari told you.”

Bakugo could hear the amusement in Kirishima’s tone.

“What the hell are you smiling about?”

Kirishima snickered behind him and the blonde’s face grew red.

“Wipe that smirk off your damn face!”

Kirishima tutted. “You’re not really in a position to be making threats, you know.”

“You think I give a shit? I’ll wipe that stupid smirk off yo- GAH!”

Kirishima teased his way up towards the bottom of Bakugo's ribs, pushing past his attempt to speak. Bakugo tensed up and gripped the chair, awaiting the attack that-

Didn't come.

Kirishima shifted, bringing his fingers back to Bakugo's hips and starting again with the slow, subtle, and teasing touches. Each time Kirishima seemed like he was beginning to attack Bakugo's ribs, he would quickly and smoothly transition back to the hips.

The constant shifting between the two points was causing Bakugo to flinch and spasm each time Kirishima faked out an attack.

The repetitive tickling motion was beginning to have a cumulative effect on Bakugo. The constant upward jerking of his body each time Kirishima's fingers danced closer to his ribs caused Bakugo's temper to flair.

Bakugo shouted out an expletive when Kirishima baited him yet again. Losing a toehold on his temper.

"Stop fucking with me," he shouted, his rage boiling over, "You're pissing me off!"

Bakugo was already on edge from the teasing and prodding, so when Kirishima shrugged and suddenly launched into an outright offensive attack on his lower rib cage, he let out a loud shout of surprise.

“FUHUCK!” Bakugo bit down on his lip and gritted his teeth as he struggled to hold in his laughter while Kirishima continued to relentlessly strike the soft and sensitive points on his lower rib cage.

Bakugo tried to cover the area by turning in his elbows, but he was tightly confined in place. Bakugo let out frustrated gasps and grunts in lieu of giggles as Kirishima continued to hit those sweet spots.

Kirishima was playing for keeps now, his expression serious and focused as he relentlessly pursued Bakugo's lower ribcage.

With his eyes starting to water from suppressing his laughter and the relentless attack from Kirishima's fingers, he glanced frantically around the room, searching for some type of distraction that could take his mind off the tickling. He set his eyes on Kirishima’s phone.

Fifteen minutes left.

He knew that he was running out of time to keep any sort of composure and preserve any scrap of dignity he had left.

Unfortunately, Kirishima couldn't let that happen.

Kirishima adjusted his grip and spread out his fingers to provide himself with more of a surface area to work with. He quickly began to viciously burrow his fingers into Bakugo's ribcage, aggressively rubbing and vibrating them in a large circular motion with speed and intensity.

“AHHHAhahahaha!”

Bakugo arched his back and let out a loud burst of laughter, his restraint nearly completely broken as he was unable to hold back his reaction, caught off guard by Kirishima actually following through with the attack this time.

Kirishima finally succeeded in pushing Bakugo close to the edge, and the explosive blonde’s embarrassment was evident in the way he wrenched at his bonds.

The red head was determined to see this through to the end, inching further and further up towards the spot he knew would make Bakugo spill all the marbles. The laughter became louder and more desperate as Kirishima moved closer to the sensitive area, causing Bakugo to struggle against the cuffs even harder.

Instead, Kirishima suddenly dropped his fingers back down to Bakugo's hips and started applying as much ticklish pressure as possible, pressing hard into the sensitive areas on the inside of the explosive blonde’s hips. Kirishima felt like he was getting close as Bakugo bucked and tried and failed to contain his laughter, spluttering and trying pull away from the excruciatingly ticklish sensations.

“ShihIHIHT! YOU MAHTHER FAHAHAHAKER! AGHH! STAHAHAHAP!”

“You know what you gotta tell me to make it stop!”

Bakugo continued to buck and pull on his arms and legs, desperate to get away from the maddening sensations. Kirishima continued his relentless attack on Bakugo's hips, keeping the pressure steady.

Bakugo could only manage a few inches of movement and Kirishima kept pace, not letting his friend have even a moment of respite.

“STAHAHAHHAP, KIRISHIMA DAMN IT! FAAAHAHAHAHAK!”

“Tell me!” Kirishima had to yell over Bakugo’s laughter so he could hear him. “Give it up and I’ll stop!”

Bakugo shook his head and slammed it against the headrest, his movements getting more desperate and wild as he tried to find some type of relief. Kirishima shifted himself forward and pushed his arms further through the gaps in the chair before moving down to the spaces below Bakugo's hips at the top of his thighs.

He used four fingers on each side to really dig into the ticklish blonde’s pelvis. Bakugo groaned as if he was experiencing some type of pain and tried to fold in on himself, lifting his shoulders only a few inches off of the backrest.

“AAAHHH! KIRISHIMA! DAMN IT STAHAHAHAHAHAP! ILL KIHIHIHIL YOU! AAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!”

“The code-”

“FAHAH- FUCK YOU! I CAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHNT REHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

His laughter spiked when Kirishima squeezed his thighs, his voice getting hoarse.

“NOHOHOHO! SHIT STAHAHAHAP! WHAHAHT THE FAHAHAHAK!”

Kirishima stopped. Bakugo slumped, he felt sweat pool around his head and slide down his back. His eyes closed and his breathing was fast.

Time must have been up.

“Was- Was that tiiIIMMMAAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH! NAAHAHAHAHA!”

Kirishima shoved his hands into the blonde’s armpits, causing his body to seize as if he had been struck by lightning. The intense and relentless rubbing and undulating of Kirishima's fingers caused a sensation that Bakugo did not expect, forcing him to let loose and release an unusually high-pitched scream as his body was overrun with intense, indescribable tickles.

The suddenness of Kirishima's move straight up overwhelmed Bakugo, and he struggled to clamp his arms down and move his body away, but the restraints simply would not budge.

“AHHH! AHA AHAHAH NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!”

Kirishima watched Bakugo lose all composure. His laughter shifted to a grueling and desperate note, and Kirishima could see his resolve completely crumble when his eyebrows lifted and it looked like he was completely lost in the sensations. But Kirishima didn't relent, determined to tickle the information he needed out of his friend.

“RED! REHEHEHEHED! KIRISHIMA RED! I FAAHAHAHAHA- I FOHOHO- GAHAHAHAHA THAHAHA- NAAHAHAHA!”

Kirishima shook his head. Bakugo had the code and could easily end it at any instant, but he didn’t, instead using his safe word as a cop out.

Kirishima decided that he would have to give the code and only the code, admitting full defeat in the challenge, or Kirishima would continue until he truly gave up or until the twenty minutes were up.

He refused to give the blonde any kind of bragging rights, especially if he didn't deserve it.

“Come on, man! You know you need to give up the code!”

Bakugo shook his head and repeatedly slammed his shoulders against the backrest. “STAHAHAHAHAP!”

Kirishima looked at the timer.

Ten minutes left.

There was still time.

Kirishima moved his fingers downward slowly, and Bakugo's eyes shot open and his struggling intensified dramatically. The pitch of Bakugo's laughter began to rise in intensity and echo loudly through the basement, the sound magnified by the close walls and low ceilings.

Though he was moving his hands slowly towards the spot he knew Bakugo just could not stand, Kirishima was determined to reach the ultimate goal and cause his friend to completely give up.

“NO! NONONAHAHAHAHA! KIRI! WAIT- STAHAHAHP! AHH! NO DOHOHONT!”

When Kirishima finally hit it, the spot on his upper ribs right underneath his arms, there was a moment of silence as the blonde jerked violently in his restraints.

Then Bakugo screamed.

“AAAHHHHH AHAHAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!”

He banged his head against the headrest and violently pulled on his arms, the skin peaking through underneath the cuffs red and scratched. He bucked his hips and tried to twist his body. He clenched and unclenched his fists, baby explosions shooting out of them. But Kirishima kept going, knowing Bakugo was approaching his limit if not already there. He dug in harder and wiggled his fingers faster.

“KIRIHIHIHHIHI———————— AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! REHEHE ——————————! STAHAHAHA——————————! I CAHAH——————————!”

As Bakugo's body was transported into the realm of silent laughter, tears flowed freely down his burning face. As if it were possible, the blonde struggled even harder against the restraints, his struggles becoming increasingly violent and frenetic as his body jerked and slammed around, slightly scooting the heavy chair. Bakugo's explosions grew in size, slowly expanding and beginning to sting Kirishima's skin.

For a moment, Kirishima regarded Bakugo’s dramatic reactions with confusion, wondering why he didn't just give up if it was that unbearable. Kirishima lightened his touch at the thought considering calling off the entire thing and giving his friend a break.

Then Bakugo took a rare breath and screamed.

“CEREAL! THE DAHAHAHAHMN CODE- IT’S CEREAL!’ NOHOW FUCKING STAAAHAAHAHAHHAHAP!”

Kirishima quickly backed off and dropped his hands. Bakugo dropped into the chair in a deep slump and breathed hard, his body exhausted and yet somehow continued to buzz with adrenaline. He kept his eyes shut and let out a loud and deep groan, attempting to collect himself as his aching body continued to respond with twitches and jolts to strong phantom tickles. His face and neck were flushed, and the small beads of sweat dripped off his hair, betraying the exertion he had just endured.

After a few minutes, Kirishima chewed his lip and spoke quietly. “You okay, man?”

Kirishima didn't receive any verbal response.

He stood up and circled the chair, leaning over take a look at Bakugo from the side. The blonde looked horrible. His face and neck were all sweaty and he completely collapsed into that chair as if he were boneless.

Kirishima had a gut wrenching, agonizing feeling that he had inadvertently pushed his friend too far. It didn't feel like it even mattered at this point whether Bakugo was being honest or using the safe word merely as a cop-out in order to avoid a full concession of defeat. One look at his friend, and Kirishima knew he should have stopped.

But why didn't he just give up the damn code?

“Why did you use the safe word instead of giving up the code?”

Again, no verbal response.

“Bakugo, answer me.”

“Don't give me orders.” Bakugo mumbled.

“Bakugo!”

“I forgot the fucking code.” Bakugo admitted coldly, spitting the words out like acid.

Kirishima blanched.

There was too much going on, his mind must have been in shambles.

Bakugo regarded his look of sympathy with a disgusted scoff. “I ended up remembering it so it doesn't fucking matter.”

Kirishima was speechless. Bakugo had reached his limit long before he stopped, and he kept going. Guilt pounded into his chest like a jackhammer. Of course he would use the safe word if he forgot.

It was a fucking safe word.

If Bakugo had any trust in him, Kirishima felt it dissolve like cotton candy dipped in water.

“I- I’m so-”

“Shut up. I don't want to hear it.”

“But-”

“I said to shut it, damn it!”

Sighing and turning his head, Kirishima understood that if he tried to push, it would only make things worse. Instead, he looked at his phone.

two minutes remained on the clock.

“You lasted a long time.”

Bakugo coughed, still looking exhausted. “No I didn’t, you idiot.”

Kirishima let silence hang in the air as he started undoing the cuffs.

Once freed, Bakugo stood out of the chair and stretched.

Then they exited the basement together in silence.

—

The air between Kirishima and Bakugo was thick as the two of them walked back to the main sidewalk in complete silence. Bakugo looked down toward the ground, keeping his hands in his pockets, appearing to be deep in thought. Kirishima kept side eyeing him, the expression on the blonde’s face unreadable.

Kirishima remained silent for the remainder of walk and allowed the tension to build and linger in the air, letting Bakugo stew in his own thoughts and emotions.

Once they reached the dorms, Kirishima whirled on Bakugo before he could reach for the handle on the front door.

“Look man, I know you don’t wanna hear it, but I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn't stop. I should’ve put two and two together and stopped the minute you said the safe word. It was dumb and a violation and-” Kirishima looked into his eyes, willing Bakugo to see his regret. “I’m sorry.”

Kirishima maintained his gaze, not breaking off for a second while waiting for Bakugo to make his decision. Bakugo's stare was filled with disdain and anger, as the flush on the blonde’s cheeks almost faded and his fists were clenched tightly in his pockets. They remained poised for a moment, before Bakugo gave a curt nod.

Kirishima sighed, the guilt he had been feeling still there, but less suffocating. He knew Bakugo was going to need time, but at least the blonde didn't completely hate him.

Kirishima turned and opened the door entering the building and holding it open for his friend.

The dorms were bustling with life and activity, as students settled in for the evening and gathered to partake in fun activities such as watching a movie and eating snacks. Kirishima sighed as Bakugo brushed past everyone and headed towards his room without a word, ignoring everyone who greeted him and offered an invite to stay.

Midoriya turned to Kirishima a questioning look, but Kirishima could only shake his head in response.

Bakugo wasn't just mad at Kirishima.

He was mad because once again,

He’d lost.

#tickle blog #tickle community #tickle fic #ticklish!bakugou #bnha tickle #lee!bakugou #mha tickle #t word community #sallage-mha #ler!kirishima

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featherstreams · 4 months

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Twice the Tricks, T-Poses, and Tickles

Notes: Thank you so much to the anon who requested this and for the kind words!! This sounds adorable, and I'm so glad you liked my first one! I hope you like it!💚 Todoroki is a sweetheart and deserves to smile more. (Also, sorry for the long build-up to the tickling part and the lame ending) (Second Note from rewrite: I rewrote half this fic from memory before the lovely anon who requested this reached out to me with the fic saved! I decided to leave in a lot of the changes to hopefully improve my writing a bit! Thank you so much to that anon and I hope you all enjoy!)

Lee: Todoroki

Ler(s): Kirishima, Kaminari, and Midoriya

Word Count: 1,534

Warnings: None!

Summary: After a successful prank on Bakugou using the T-pose trick they found online, Kirishima and Kaminari decide to move on to another victim during a boring lull during class. Chaos commences.

~ Part One ~

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“Ughh, I’m so boredddd…”

"Shut up, Dunce face." Bakugou snapped from his place at his desk where he was fiddling with his pen.

“But Kachaan~!”

“Call me that again and die.”

Kirishima chuckled from is own place at his desk. Bakugou had been giving both he and Kaminari the cold shoulder ever since their prank a few days ago, aside from little quips and banter like this. He was surprised their explosive classmate hadn't enacted his revenge on them yet, but he wasn't complaining. Being on the receiving end of Bakugou's revenge, especially when it came to tickling, was... He shuddered at the thought.

Redirecting himself back to the present, Kirishima stood from his seat and walked over to Kaminari's desk, clapping his friend on the shoulder. "Why don't you play a game on your phone or something?" He suggested.

“Aizawa-sensei took my phone away,” Kaminari whined, dropping his head on his desk dramatically. “I won’t get it back until the end of the day.”

“You can use mine if you want,” he offered, rummaging through his back pocket.

“No, you don’t have the games I like. And I won’t have any of my saved progress, anyways,” Came the muffled reply from the blond, who didn’t bother to lift his head from his desk.

“Stop complaining so much if you’re just going to turn down everything you’re given to help.” Jirou called from where she was sitting on Mina’s desk her phone in her hand as she softly played some sort of tune for the alien girl.

“Speaking of sensei,” Midoriya piped up from his own seat, interrupting Kaminari’s defensive response, “I wonder what’s holding him up.”

It was Tuesday, and the entire class was in their usual classroom for the day. They were supposed to be working on some sort of training assignment, but indeed, their sensei, Mr. Aizawa, had been called away around ten minutes prior by another teacher for help with… well, none of them were quite sure what. He’d told them to sit tight and not cause trouble before leaving to deal with whatever the situation was. It hadn’t taken long for the majority the class to melt away from their assigned seats and group up in their usual cliches. The responsible ones of the class- the usual suspects, Iida, Momo, Bakugou- had taken this free time of sorts to work on their homework, but many of the others- Like Kaminari- were growing bored and restless.

"Oh, oh! I know!!" Kaminari exclaimed suddenly, lifting his head from his desk to grin at Kirishima in excitement. He lowered his voice then, glancing around as he spoke. "The prank! We should do the prank!"

Kirishima grinned, crossing his arms. "Hell yeah, man. I'm sure that'll be great entertainment. But who should we do it to?" He asked, now joining the blond in scanning their classmates for possible victims. "Sero and Mina likely know about the video already... Actually, I think we should avoid the girls in general. That wouldn't be manly to trick them into being helpless without their permission."

Kaminari rolled his eyes. "Always the gentleman."

"Midoriya would figure it out too fast.” Kirishima continued, ignoring the quip. “Iida would never let us..."

"Todoroki!" Kaminari exclaimed, already standing up. It was the perfect choice, after all; what did the half and half hero know about social media? Nothing, as far as they knew. Content with their decision, the two boys approached their target, who had been engaged into small conversation with Midoriya while Kirishima and Kaminari had been talking.

"Hey, Todoroki! Wanna try out this test we heard about?" Kirishima asked with a smile as they stopped before the pair. Todoroki, who’d been mid conversation, stopped and turned to look at them, curious.

"Test?" He echoed, tilting his head.

"It's a strength test!" Kaminari said cheerfully. "Bakugou even tried it the other day!"

A glance at the hero in question showed that the blond was now looking at them, stunned and furious. Don't rat us out, please... But Bakugou only let out an indignant sniff and said nothing, returning to his classwork.

"Oh... Sure. Okay." Todoroki said evenly, standing up from his seat on Midoriya’s desktop. "How do I take this test?"

"Oh! Let's see..." Kirishima searched for something they could use, scanning the room. Nothing, nothing… Shoot, maybe they’d been to hasty with this. But then Bakugou suddenly caught his attention when he moved, pointing to an area in the far corner of the room. Following his finger lead him to a bō sitting out beside the supply closet. Of course! From their karate-type lesson with Mr. Aizawa last week. That would be perfect!

Kirishima rushed over and picked it up, flashing a shark-toothed smile at Bakugou for the help- receiving only another indignant huff of dismissal- before returning to his friend and their new victim. Kaminari was in the midst of explaining what Todoroki was going to be doing as Kirishima stopped in front of them, staff held securely in both hands.

"Got a staff!" Kirishima said with a grin. "Go ahead and lift your arms up to the side- Yes, just like that!"

Todoroki did as instructed, standing like a statue with both arms perpendicular to his body while he watched Kirishima thread the bō, or staff, through the sleeves of his uniform jacket until it could be seen peeking out the other side.

"There! How does it feel?" Kaminari asked with a smirk. Todoroki calmly tested the staff, lightly pulling on his arms, which barely bugged.

"Secure," He replied after a moment. Half the class was watching now, curious and interested. Was Mina recording on her phone? Oh, she definitely knew what was going on.

"Great! Now, try to get it out! You can't use your quirk," Kirishima added when flames licked at Todoroki's left fingers. The peppermint boy obeyed, fire extinguishing as quickly as it’d appeared, tugging on his arms and shifting his feet. His brows knit together as he focused on the task, but remained unsuccessful aside from getting his elbows in a few inches.

"I can't get out," he said finally, blinking at the now-smirking two boys that had put him here. "Does that mean I failed?"

"Not exactly," Kaminari said, cracking his fingers. "You see, the strength test wasn't about your arms, exactly. It was about how long you can last."

"How long I can last? Last wha-AHAT! H-Hehey!" Todoroki's question was cut short when Kirishima jumped forward and squeezed his sides. The half and half hero pinched his lips together, jerking a few steps backwards only to run into Midoriya and his desk.

"Clever, you two," Midoriya commented, giggling as he looked up at his tense friend.

"Thank you!" The boys chorused together, both poking their way around Todoroki's sides and tummy.

"Come on, Todobro~! Tickle tickle tickle!!" Kirishima cooed. Giggles spilled through Todoroki's pinched lips, his cheeks pinkening from the teasing. "Awww, listen to those giggles! Who knew stoic Todoroki had it in him?"

"How adorable," Kaminari agreed with a smile, pinching his way up Todoroki's right ribs, earning a soft squeak. He had no hope of containing his reactions when caught so by surprise on top of having two ticklers. He was squirming now, trying to twist side to side as his arms remain stubbornly up and useless due to the staff in his sleeves.

He was squirming enough that it was growing exceedingly difficult for both Kaminari and Kirishima to tickle him, struggling to stay out of each other's way while also maintaining contact with Todoroki's wiggling torso. This became tricky enough that the redhead finally paused, pursing his lips thoughtfully as he evaluated the situation.

Then there were arms snaking around Todoroki's hips from behind, causing a surprised sound to erupt from the peppermint hero. They belonged to Midoriya, who pulled Todoroki towards him, keeping him secured against the desk and himself so he couldn't struggle away anymore. His own thumbs could be seen gently digging into the divotes of Todoroki's hips, and a snort erupted from the boy as he doubled over.

"Have at him, guys. His armpits are the worst for his upperbody," Midoriya supplied helpfully, a smile evident in his voice as he held Todoroki in place for the other two boys to play with to their hearts’ content..

"Mihidoriyahaha!!" Todoroki protested through his hysterical giggling.

"Todoroki-kun!" Midoriya echoed back teasingly.

Kirishima, not wanting to overwhelm the stoic half and half hero with six tickly hands, decided to stand back and watch this time, as most of the rest of the class was doing by this point. Most of the girls could be heard cooing, with Mina recording the entire thing on her phone, and even Bakugou was watching, smirking at Todoroki’s situation in a way that only someone who’d been in that position could.

Kaminari drilled back in on Todoroki's ribs, needing no other encouragement to continue. The victim let out a shout of laughter before delving into hysterics at the combo tickling he was being subjected to.

"Guhahahaha-guys! HAHAHhahahaa Ohohokay! Hahahahaha! Plehehease!! K-Kaminari, Midorihihi- Aaahahaha!! NONONO!" The uncharacteristic squeal shot from Todoroki's mouth when Kaminari scribbled his devious fingers under Todoroki's arms. The struggling attempts to get away doubled as Todoroki's adorable shrieking laughter filled the classroom. It was so... High pitched, and adorable, and just so genuine from such a soft spoken, neutral guy. Kirishima nearly awwed. He was not alone, though others seemed to have failed in holding the sound in.

The poor peppermint boy's legs were trembling, and it didn't take long before they gave out on him, and his weight was fully leaning into Midoriya.

"P-PLEHEHEHEASE!! NOHOHOHAHAHA NO PLEASE NOHOHOT THERE!! I- EEK- I CAHAHANT!!" Todoroki cried out between his sweet laughter. This carried on for another unspecified amount of minutes, Todoroki’s desperation being dutifully ignored in favor of listening to his adorable laughter, before a voice cut through the noise, causing everyone to freeze.

"I leave to deal with a quirk emergency for fifteen minutes, and I come back to this?" Aizawa drawled from where he was standing, arms crossed, in the front of the room, eyes trained on the frozen scene. "I could hear you from three classrooms away."

Todoroki, who sat blushing and panting in what was practically Midoriya's lap by this point, turned red enough that his scar nearly disappeared. "S-Sorry, sensei." He mumbled as an almost equally embarrassed Midoriya quickly lifted his hands from Todoroki’s body in surrender, unable to stand due to being pinned down by the victim of their antics,

"Kaminari, Midoriya, detention." Mr. Aizawa merely said. The loud protests of "What?!" and "It was Kirishima's idea!" ("Hey bro, not cool!") that followed from the electric blond went ignored as Kirishima helped Midoriya remove the staff from poor Todoroki's sleeves.

As the three boys fussed over a tickled-out Todoroki, in which Iida and Uraraka joined in, no one noticed the smile or the chuckle that rasped out of Aizawa as the man closed the classroom door and set up to continue their lesson for the day.

#lee!todoroki #ler!deku #ler!midoriya #ler!kaminari #ler!kirishima #my scribbles💚#bnha tickles #mha tickles #tickle content #tickle fic #tword community #mha tickle #bnha tickle #t word community #sfw tickle community #tickle tickle #ticklish!todoroki #my posts📫

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sunflowernoodles · 10 months

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Fluffy

Found a fluff starter prompt list and let me tell you inspiration is RUNNING. I hope you enjoy! 🌻

Lee: Shoto

Ler: Sero

Ships: Seroroki

It was a Friday and Shoto had gotten out of the shower from a long day. He walked into Sero’s room, drying his hair that last little bit with a towel before dropping it into the hamper.

“Hey there, Peppermint.” Sero says, looking at Shoto with a smile as he lays in bed. Shoto just smiles shyly in return.

“Hello.” He says and cuddles up to Sero in bed, his back against the other’s front as Sero spoons him gently. Shoto lets out a content and relaxed sigh.

Sero nuzzles his face into Shoto’s hair gently as the smell of strawberries fills his nose. He reaches up to gently pat his hair, “You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.” He comments absentmindedly. Shoto blushes at the affectionate words and well… affection.

“Thank you…” Shoto says quietly and nearly flinches as Sero’s nail catches on his ear briefly as he’s stroking his hair. Sero doesn’t seem to notice as he continues and doesn’t speak, he even hears his breathing settle a little more. Shoto closes his eyes as Sero starts to gently scratch his scalp lovingly and affectionately.

Shoto is effectively melted at the touch until one spot starts feeling a little …funny when Sero scratches over it. Every time his nails scratch over the back of his head right above his neck, it tickles and Shoto grows more confused each time. Eventually, Sero takes notice to his boyfriend scrunching his shoulders every time he goes over that spot and the goosebumps on the back of his neck.

“You alright, Shoto?” Sero asks worriedly, fearing that maybe Shoto had hurt himself there. Shoto blushes in embarrassment.

He covers his face with a whine, “M’fine.” He mumbles out into his hands. Sero grins as he realizes something’s embarrassing him.

“What is it?” He asks by whispering in Shoto’s ear, making him blush more as he scrunches his shoulders up. Shoto lets out a little giggle as he tried to roll away, but Sero is holding him there, gently but snug. “Whats the matter?~” Sero teases and starts softly tickling Shoto’s side and he begins to squirm.

“Tell me, Shoto~ Or I’ll tickle it out of you.” Sero continues to tease and Shoto lets out a little squeal.

“Hantaha!” Shoto giggles and tries to grab at Sero’s hand. The next thing Shoto knows, he’s playfully wrestling with his boyfriend and Sero has the upper hand. He growls playfully as he pins Shoto’s hands on either side of his head.

“Now, whats wrong?” He asks but Shoto just sticks his tongue out at Sero. He giggles at the playfully offended and surprised look Sero gets.

“Oh, that it!” Sero laughs as he takes both of Shoto’s hands in one of his. Shoto’s giggles pick up as he realizes whats about to happen.

Just as Shoto’s expecting rough, mean tickles, Sero as gently as possible tickles his side. Shoto lets out a little surprised gasp as he starts to giggle. “Hantahaha!” Shoto softly giggled and squirmed softly.

Shoto didn’t last much longer with the soft tickles, so he caved “It- It tihickles when you scratch the back of my head neheheck.” He giggled softly.

Sero smiled as that was just too precious. He chuckled and cuddled Shoto then gently scratched at the little spot. Shoto gave a cringed smile as he tensed his shoulders. He didn’t feel the urge to laugh uncontrollably, but it was incapacitating if anything.

“So it is.” Sero nodded and smiled. He scratched at the little spot as he kissed Shoto’s neck and ears softly. The peppermint haired boy giggled, happily cuddling into his boyfriend none the less.

It was fun. Shoto got to cuddle with Sero, laugh, and have his hair played with. So it was an overall win. Though it was a bit annoying the coming days that Sero randomly scratched over the back of his head.

#bnha tickles #lee!todoroki #ler!sero #sfw tickles #tickle fic #ticklish!todoroki #short but oh well

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starlight-write · 1 month

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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

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intheticklecloset · 21 days

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Lemonades 2024

🍋 Coffee shots with a spring/summery twist! 🍋

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Big Windup

Lee Abe, Ler Mihashi

Lee Mihashi, Ler Abe

Bungo Stray Dogs

Lee Atsushi, Ler Dazai

Switches Shin Soukoku

Lee Poe, Ler Ranpo

Lee Atsushi, Ler Akutagawa

Lee Higuchi, Ler Gin

Lee Chuuya, Ler Dazai

Lee Dazai, Ler Chuuya

Lee Akutagawa, Ler Atsushi

Lee Tachihara, Ler Chuuya

Lee Atsushi, Ler Dazai

Lee Fyodor, Ler Dazai

Switches Shin Soukoku

Lee Atsushi, Ler Dazai

Lee Ranpo, Ler Poe

Fire Force

Lee Tamaki, Ler Shinra

Lee Shinra, Ler Obi

My Hero Academia

Lee Kirishima, Ler Deku

Lee Sero, Ler Todoroki

Lee Todoroki, Lers Natsuo and Fuyumi

Lee Bakugou, Ler Todoroki

Lee Bakugou, Ler Deku

Lee Deku, Ler Kaminari

#fanfiction #tickle drabbles #coffee shots #lemonades event #compilation #tickling #ticklish #tickle #big windup #bungo stray dogs #bsd #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #fire force #enn enn no shouboutai

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kusuguricafe · 10 months

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Denki Makes a Splash!

A/N: Thank you for the request! I hope you're having a fun summer ⛱️☀️

Summary: Denki’s pitfall prank goes awry—will the UA girls be able to turn the tides?

Characters: lee!Kaminari, lers Momo, Jirou, and Mina (Sero cameo)

“You guuyyys,” Mina whined, “I forgot my towel!

Class 1A had taken a well earned trip to the beach to relax and have some summer fun. Most of the students were busy putting on sunscreen or setting up their beach towels and umbrellas.

“Oh, don’t worry,” Momo started, “I can just make one for yo—”

“WAIT! Look over there! Is that mine? It looks just like it!”

Sure enough, a hot pink and black zebra striped towel lay upon the sandy beach before Mina and Momo. The two walked over to inspect it.

“Yep, that’s definitely mine. I accidentally burnt a couple small holes into it right here, see?” Mina gestured towards the edge of her towel.

Momo nodded. “I wonder how it got here.”

“You know, this is actually a pretty nice spot.”

“Shall we set up here?”

“Hey! Wait for me, you two!” Jirou called out.

“Jirooouuu! We’re gonna set up heaaAAAAHH!!” Mina plopped down onto her towel and, to her surprise, plummeted a few feet before hitting the bottom of a sandy pitfall.

“Oh my! Mina! Are you alright?” Momo exclaimed.

“Mina!?” Jirou cried.

“I-I’m fine! Just uh, a little stuck!”

“Hold on one second,” Momo said as she began to create a rope ladder. “Jirou! Be a doll and come help me hold this for her, will you?”

“Coming!”

“Ha! I can’t believe she actually fell for it!” Denki snickered from behind a nearby rock.

“She really fell for it, huh?” Sero quipped.

Jirou’s earphone jacks perked up at that all-too-familiar squeaky laughter. “KAMINARI!!” she roared, facing his direction.

“Crap—quick, let’s go!”

Denki and Sero bolted in different directions.

“Once we pull her out of here, you’re dead!” Jirou shouted, “DEAD! You hear me!?

Momo and Jirou managed to hold the rope ladder steady enough for Mina to successfully climb up out of the pit, towel and all.

“Thank you guys!! Jirou, did you see Denki?”

“No, but I heard the little punk. He would have had access to your room at some point before we all left, right? I bet he’s the one behind this.”

“You’re probably right,” Momo sighed, “He’s always pulling stunts like this.”

“I say we take revenge,” Jirou declared. “Who’s with me?”

“I am.” Momo raised her hand.

“Aye, aye, captain!” Mina saluted.

“Let’s make sure that loser gets a taste of his own medicine!”

And so the hunt began. The three girls headed in the direction where Jirou had heard him. After several minutes of searching and asking around, they still had yet to find him. Until…

“Do you guys see that yellow thing in the water?” Momo asked.

Mina and Jirou looked over towards the ocean.

“I think I can see his signature black lightning bolt! C’mon!” Mina urged.

The trio started running towards the sea. Kaminari’s familiar outline became clearer the closer they got.

“There you are!” Jirou yelled.

Already in their bathing suits, the girls ran into the water after him.

“Ah! Stay back!! Or I, I…! I’ll sneeze!”

“You can’t do that, you idiot! You’ll shock everyone else along with us!” Jirou exclaimed.

“Oh, r-right… WHA! W-wait! Jirou! You can’t just drag me out of here!”

“Help me out, Momo, Mina!”

“On it!” Mina said, grabbing Denki’s other arm.

Momo quickly made a lasso and tossed it his way.

“Oh, come on!” Denki cried, “There’s no way you just lassoed me!!”

The three girls managed to pull the poor boy back to shore.

“We’ve got you now!” Jirou said.

“What are you gonna do with me?” Denki asked nervously.

“Let’s toss him into the hole!” Mina said.

“Good idea!” Momo agreed.

“Better yet, let’s bury him in it!” Jirou suggested.

“Bury me??”

The girls looked at each other and nodded in agreement. They hauled him over to the hole he had dug. Momo tied his wrists together with the lasso. They (gently) threw him in and started filling the sand in around him.

“You guys can’t just bury me alive!!!”

“We’re not going to bury your head,” Momo reassured.

“Or your feet!” Mina added.

Denki looked up at them, confused. Unable to free himself from his binds, he succumbed to his fate.

There Kaminari lay, face up, almost entirely buried in sand.

“Now for your real punishment,” Mina smirked.

“This wasn’t my punishment!?”

Momo and Jirou looked at Mina in confusion as well. She walked over to Denki’s bare feet, knelt down, and skittered her nails all over his exposed soles.

“This is your punishment!”

“AAAIIIEEEE NONONONONOHOHOHO! Minaa nOHOHOhoho!!” Denki protested.

Momo giggled. Jirou kneeled down near his head.

“Good thinking, Mina! How you like this, huh?” Jirou teased, tickling Denki’s neck and ears.

“I dohohohon’t! Nohohohohoho!!”

“You don’t know?” Momo chimed in. “Maybe this will help?” She sat beside his buried torso and began digging a small window in the sand, revealing Denki’s tummy.

“Nohohohohot you tohohoo-AAAHH NO! PFFTAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! AHAHAHALL OF YOU!!”

“Haha, his hair’s standing on end!” Jirou pointed out.

“Coochie coochie coo~! This is what you get for breaking into my room and stealing my towel! And then setting up a trap!? Really, Denki?”

“IHIHI’M SAHAHAHAHAHARRYY!” The tickling felt so much more intense with how little he could move away from six hands! “PLEHEHEHEHEEAAASE!!”

Momo dipped a finger into his belly button and wiggled it around, Mina was focused on tickling underneath and in between his toes, and Jirou found a particularly sensitive spot behind his ears. Tears pricked the corners of Denki’s eyes.

“You’re gonna kill meeeEEAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA J-JIROU EEEEHEHE NAHA *snort* NAHAHA *snort* NAHAHAT THEHERE! NOT THERE NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEHE *hiccup* EEHEHEHEHEEEEE!!”

“Haha aww, you must have found a really good spot, Jirou!” Mina beamed.

Momo paused for a moment, startled by Denki’s sudden hollering. Jirou appeared to be mildly flustered by how much of a reaction she was getting out of the boy. Her evil smirk melted into a bashful smile.

“Hey! Are you guys torturing Denki or something??” Sero yelled, rushing towards the scene.

“More or less,” Mina answered.

“GUHUHUYS SERIOUSLYYY! I’M GOHOHONNAHA BLOW A FUHUSE!”

“I think you can take a liiittle more, can’t you?” Mina sang.

He shook his head weakly.

“You two should probably slow it down a bit,” Momo said.

“Yeah, I don’t think he’s lying about the fuse thing,” Sero agreed.

Mina did not heed their call and Jirou was in her own little world. That was, until—

“YEOWCH!” Mina screamed.

“AH!” Jirou yelped.

“Weehehehei~”

Sero put his hand on his forehead and shook his head. Momo resignedly began digging Denki out of the sand.

“Oops, hehe…” Mina said with a sheepish grin. She began uncovering his legs.

Jirou blinked. Realizing what had happened, she pitched in as well.

Sero joined in and the four of them uncovered and untied the short-circuited boy. They carried him to an umbrella Sero had set up earlier and set him down onto a beach chair in the shade. Sero began fanning him with a paper fan Momo had created.

“Are you alright, Denki?” Mina asked.

“Wei,” Denki replied, giving her two thumbs up.

“Sorry if we pushed you too far…” Jirou apologized. “But don’t go doing something like that again, okay? Mina could’ve gotten hurt!”

Denki nodded. Mina began rummaging through her bag. She pulled out a small bottle of pineapple juice.

“Here, you can have this,” she said, handing it to him.

“Th-thank you. Come closer for a second.”

Mina did so. “Yeah?”

“Sorry for stealing your towel. And for trapping you.”

“It’s okay, I forgive you!”

He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her closer. “But don’t bury me again!” He lightly tasered her side.

“EEK! Okay okahay!”

“You didn’t mind the tickling, then?” Jirou sneered.

“Oh, shut up!”

#tickling #tickle fic #denki kaminari #lee!kaminari #momo yaoyorozu #ler!momo #kyouka jirou #ler!jirou #mina ashido #ler!mina #hanta sero #bnha #princess scrawlings #request

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mythica0 · 1 year

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What a day

🎂: MHA

🧁; Sero

🍫: Mina

Summary: Mina has a very violent ler mood. Sero becomes the target.

A/N: I’m so sorry if I misrepresented ler moods in any way, I tried to read up and I’ll do my best but I am a very big Lee and have never had a ler mood before .

TW: Mild swearing

What a day

Mina couldn’t take it anymore.

She had wanted to tickle someone all day.

She had tried to hold out but she just couldn’t anymore! She wanted to see someone, anyone, laugh and squirm beneath her. Blushing adorably as she teased them in how cute they were. She wanted to take someone’s cares away, letting them just laugh and laugh and laugh.

She resigned herself to go find someone who hopefully wouldn’t mind.

Finally, with a sigh, she got up off her bed and quietly left her dorm, searching for a victim.

A smile slowly crept over her face when she saw Sero reading his manga in the common room, lounging and sprawled out.

‘Perfect’ her mind whispered as she crept up behind him.

As soon as he was about to turn the page, she pounced, squeezing his thigh quickly.

“Whahaht thehe HAHELL! MINAHAHA!” He yelled out , both in surprise and ticklishness.

“Hey Sero! Looks like the tickle monsters gotcha!”

“Whyhyhy meheheHe?” His squeaky giggles pulled something from Mina, encouraging her further.

“Convenience.” Mina replied curtly.

“MINAHAHA! Stohohop IHIT!” Sero cried , as the other hero in training started to pinch his elbows.

“Stop? I’m not doing anything!”

“LiHAHAR! NOHOHOT THEHERe! “

“Not where? This little cute sensitive elbow. Why? It seems to be working!”

Sero’s face erupted into red so quickly, Mina was almost impressed.

“DOHOHONT!”

“Don’t what? The tickling or the teasing?”

“StOHOP TEHEHEASIHING MEHEHE!” He said between gasps for breath

“Oh? So you do want me to tickle you, how cute! “

Sero needed to breathe, so Mina joined to his belly, a much less sensitive area, as Sero responded .

“Dihihid i Sahahay thahahat?”

“No. But you aren’t denying it.” Pinky replied with a shit-eating grin.

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Sero said, embarrassed flush intensifying on his face.

“Gasp! Did you just have the AUDACITY? The ABSOLUTE GALL to SASS me?! In your position! You are gonna regret that! “

Mina exclaimed (over-dramatic, of course.) before kneading into his elbows and giving his tummy a raspberry at the same time.

“wahahahit- mINHaHHAH! IM SOHOHORYHEHEHE! PLEAHEHEASSE STOHOHAHp! “

“Where’d all that sass go, now , huh Sero?”

“MIINAHAHA ! STOHOHOP! IK SHOHOHOHORYHEE! QUHUHE HAHAHACES COHOHISQUHIHIHLAHAHAS TAHAHN MAHAHLOHO!(it tickles so bad) “

“What was that? I’m sorry I don’t speak taco language! “

“MINHAHAHAHHA!”

“Okay, okay, I’m done now.”

She said , before crawling off of Sero from where she had him pinned.

“Whhahat… wahas… Ahall Thahat for?” Sero giggled out through phantom sensation.

“Oh. No reason. Just felt like tickling someone and you happened to be on the way!”

“What a crazy day, man. What a day. “

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#parrotwrites #parrotisamassivelee #lee!sero #ler!mina #feedback welcome #original #sfw tickle community #mha tickles

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tickling-giggles · 2 years

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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.

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