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fluffonthebunniestail · 3 years

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Joker

This is dedicated to the lovely @nyawnyawbase, it's a bit short; however, this is the appetizer to your other prompt.

Pairing: Ler!Todoroki lee!Bakugou

Warnings: swearing, tickling and dark jokes

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Everyone was staring in silence. It was known that some kind of friendship was formed, but this was something else. Bakugou was studying, and Todoroki found it prime time to annoy him. That's where the jokes came in.

"Where you even held as a baby?" Bakugou asked with the most 'innocent' look.

"You're one to talk." Todoroki retorted.

"Daddy issues."

"Mommy issues."

"You're clearly not exempt from those." Bakugou said, gesturing to his face.

The class that was around got more than silent; in fact it became loud. Yet somehow, it looked like the two were to burst in hysterics.

Todoroki suddenly got up with a strange look in his face, "you're really asking for it, huh?"

It took exactly four seconds for the meaning to register in Bakugou's head. They saw the immediate way his face fell, and he got up from his seat and booked it. Todoroki followed behind, managing to grab the blonde from the middle; pulling him backwards.

"Wait! Wahahahait I'm sohohorehehe!! Eeaahahahaha no!" He wiggled at the rude hold he was in, and elbowed at the boy behind him. Todoroki was mercilessly digging at his ribs which did nothing to stop the flow of giggles.

The amount of pure shock the class held was absolutely profound. Not only did they witness some dark jokes between the two most stern people in class (of course Iida exempted), they are witnessing the Bakugou Katsuki kick above the floor below him, and giggle like a kid.

The two in question flopped to the floor, and the blonde tried to squirm away but was quickly stopped to hands tickling his waist.

"I- FUHUHUCKING NOHOHO!!" He curled into a ball, unsuccessfully protecting his weak spots.

"Not my fault for you being an ass." Todoroki stated completely calm.

"No way," Uraraka muttered.

"Right? Of all people I wouldn't think-" Mina was interrupt by a near ear piercing screech.

"BWAHAHA! YOU- OHOHOMAGAHAHAHAHD!!" Bakugou's face was completely red, tears nearly forming at the corners of his eyes. Todoroki had his thumbs gently drilling the sides of his stomach that had the blonde nearly screaming.

"PLEAHAHAHAHSE! PLEAHAHAHA-" Much to Bakugou's horror (delight?), he realized Todoroki wasn't letting up from that spot at all. He was gripping at the half and half boy's hands, as if it would help from the never relenting tingling feeling deep in his belly.

What was worse was that Todoroki wasn't saying anything. It made him only focus on the maddening feeling and the shocked comments from his classmates.

He never thought he could laugh so much in such a long time, he thought he'd get used to it by now. He was desperately wiggling side to side to try and help alleviate the tickling.

Finally it stopped, and he could catch his breath. Bakugou was wanting like he ran a marathon, and he curled up on himself.

"Remind me never to cross Todoroki." Sero noted.

"I'll say, I didn't even know Bakugou could do cute, yet here we are." Kaminari added.

It clicked to Bakugou that the class now knew that he was ticklish. His eyes widened, he felt a pat to his shoulder and saw Todoroki looking down on him smugly.

"Good luck."

#ticklish!bakugou #tickle fic #todoroki shouto #mha bakugo katsuki #this promt is *chef's kiss #my fic #thank you so much for this lovely idea #hopefully its not too short!

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fluffonthebunniestail · 3 years

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Hello lovely people, sorry it's been a while! Also, I've been meaning to change the format to keep reading. Apparently, with what I'm using I cannot do that, but it shall change in due time! Yes, this is another Bakugō fic, I cannot get over myself.

Pairing: Lee!Bakugou/Ler!Kirishima

Summary: Bakugou decided to change up his wardrobe slightly, and that means tighter shirts. With that, Kirishima took it personally.

Warnings: swearing, tickle fic

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Bakugou was really testing his patients.

And he means really testing it.

For the reason Kirishima has no knowledge of, Katsuki had changed his style in shirts: tight and easily riding up.

This shirts weren't a constant; they would come and go, a switch between those and his usual tank tops.

And in all honesty, Kirishima was a bit distracted. He can't blame himself! Even just opening a cabinet and bam: abs on display. Kirishima then took it as a challenge. For what, he had no idea. It didn't matter.

It was perfect when he and Katsuki was alone due to the classmates going out, and the rest going home.

He looked up from where he was sitting (he was watching something on his phone; half of the time looking at other stuff), and he saw Bakugou walking to the kitchen, getting the pitcher of water from the refrigerator.

Kirishima felt his face heat up at the shirt he was wearing. It was a long-sleeved, tightly fitted black shirt. The hem of it ended just above his navel, and it accentuated the hell out of his figure. Kirishima thought it'd be unmanly to continue to stare any longer without at least striking up a conversation. He got up and walked to the counter Bakugou leaned on pouring water into a cup.

"Hey." He said, a little bit awkwardly to his taste.

"Hey." He responded softly without looking up. Katsuki was a lot more quiet and calmer when it was just the two of them. Yet strangely enough, he was more talkative. Those talks were more personal, and Kirishima loved every single on of them.

"You sleep well?"

"Yeah." He finally looked over, giving him a lopsided smile. Kirishima felt his stomach doing summersaults at the gesture. They began to talk, just talk about whatever came up in their heads. Little annoyances, stresses, and even random stuff on the internet.

Eventually, they began to walk slowly back to the living room. Kirishima didn't know what possessed him to be so bold, but he slipped an arm around Bakugou's shoulder. Surprisingly enough, the blonde didn't shove him off.

Bakugou was taken aback once the hand around his shoulder pulled him down to the carpeted floor, Kirishima following.

"Hey! The fuck are you doing?" The blonde exclaimed as Kirishima straddled him pulling his arms in his. Bakugou sputtered at the movement, and unable to keep the rising heat in his face at bay.

"Sorry but you're really asking for this." He chuckled in response, holding the blonde's hands to his chest.

"For what?" Bakugou asked, voice nearly above a whisper, and eyes transfixed on the other. The tone of voice shocked Kirishima.

"You know."

"What are you doing?" Bakugou whispered, ends of his lips turning into a smile.

"Well," he laughed breathlessly, securing the blonde's hands, pining with the left -hardened- hand, on his own chest, "I wanted to know this for a while now." He got closer to Bakugou's face, seeing his cheeks reddening, and his heart racing beneath the hands placed.

"And what's that?" Katsuki felt himself get a bit giddy, he wasn't the only one.

"Are you ticklish?" Kirishima saw confusion quickly cross over his face.

"Wait wha- BWAHAHAHA!" Bakugou exploded with laughter. Unable to react properly, the immediate and unexpected sensations drilling at his ribs drove him up the wall. He leaned to the left, where his ribs were being attacked, kicking blindly behind the redhead on top. "WHAHA-WHAT ARE YOU DOHOAHAHA!!"

"Damn dude, I wasn't expecting you to be this ticklish." Kirishima chuckled fondly, switching his hand to the right side of the hysterical boy's ribs.

Although there was extreme satisfaction with finding out Bakugou was ticklish, he was more focused on his face. Bakugou had his head back, lost in the overwhelming feeling. His eyes were screwed shut, his nose was scrunched adorably, and his mouth was wide with laughter pouring out. It was such a pure and sweet smile you wouldn't expect from him.

"Kirishihimahahaha...." He giggled as Ejiro poked and lightly scratched at his ribs. His body rolling side to side, at a halfhearted attempt to shake him off. He noticed that Bakugou could have shoved him off at any moment now, but he didn't.

"Yes?"

"Mhmhmpfft- hahaha!" He giggled heavily as Kirishima scratched his nails at the blonde's bare sides. He did a funny dance, wiggling like a worm. "You ahahass!!"

"You're not stopping me." Kirishima pointed out, watching his face get unbelievably more red. He used his index finger nail to slowly scratch up and down the side of Bakugou's stomach. The blonde underneath buck hard and shriek; a wave of light laughter following. "Pretty bad here, huh?" He teased.

"Shuhut- AAHAAGH NOHOHOHO!" The blonde practically screaming with uncontrollable laughter; Kirishima generally drilling his thumb at the side of his stomach. He began to squirm heavily; bucking and screaming. "NOT THEHAHAHAHA!! YOU BAHAHASTAHAHAHAH!" He also started to tug a bit at his trapped hands.

"Alright, I'll be nice." Kirishima chuckled. He stopped, placing his palm on top of the shaking abdomen, nearly bursting out in laughter at the fact it caused Bakugou to giggle. Giggle! He never thought Bakugou was capable of such a cute giggle. "Okay," he cleared his throat, "it's kinda obvious you don't want me to stop. Which is cute, really, but I want the clear to continue."

Below him, Bakugou was catching up with his breath, the red remaining on his cheeks.

"Want me to continue?" Kirishima asked calmy, he got a bashful mumble I'm response. "I need a clear answer."

"Do whatever." He grumbled, looking to the side.

"You sure?" He clarified, he got a light nod. Kirishima just smiled warmly, "on it!" His hand twitched, causing the blond to jump.

He then scratched at the abdomen below in a featherlight manner. He was instantly rewarded with high-pitched giggles and squirming. He scribbled at random places on his stomach; the sides of it, the upper and lower part of his belly, and the center of his stomach that gave him the strongest reaction.

He then began to claw at the center of his belly, dragging out a surprised snort.

"Oh my god, that was so fucking cute." Kirishima laughed, watching the blonde attempt to hide his face in the side of his shoulder, giggling.

"Wahahahihihit- nahahaHAHAHAHA YOU FAHAHAHAK!" He exclaimed when Kirishima began to put pressure on his taut stomach, he squealed then laughed the loudest Kirishima has ever heard. He wiggled his torso, the sensations spreading across his belly making his laughter go at a higher pitch.

"SHITSHITSHIT- AHAHAHAH YOUHUHU ASSHOHOHOHOLE!"

Kirishima could help himself but laugh along with the contagious laughter, especially feeling knees on his back; Bakugou trying to curl into himself. He shook his head back and forth, completely lost in laughter. Kirishima switched it up, going back to light tickling. He stroked one finger at the center of the boy's stomach, making him let out the cutest strangled squeal.

It suddenly stopped, some residential giggles slipping out. He hesitantly looked up at Kirishima who had a mischievous glint to his eyes.

"One more thing I wanna try." He said looking at an expectant and giddy Bakugou, who looked ready to burst into laughter at any second.

He lowered his hand down, spidering above the spiked-blonde's stomach. Much to his amusement, he sucked in his stomach and began to giggle softly.

"I'm not even touching you!" He giggled teasingly, making a mental note to how his tease made him giggle harder. He kept tickling the air above the shaking belly below, the string of giggles never ending.

"Stohohop teahahasing me you fuhuhuhuck!"

"Alright."

Nothing prepared Bakugou for Kirishima to sneak a finger in his navel.

"AAAAAGHAAHA!" He thrashed so harshly, he nearly threw Kirishima off him. The boy in hysterics arched his back; it only succeeded with making it easier for Kirishima to wiggle his finger in the extremely ticklish spot a little more. He reacted harshly.

He was screaming more than laughing; his head thrown back, unable to cope with the harsh tingling feeling that tickled him so intensely inside out. It tickled so, so bad. "I CAHAHAAN'T I CAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

His mind melted, in a daze as he couldn't focused on anything besides him reeling over how much it tickled. He went limp, and allowing himself to just laugh and laugh and laugh.

"This is your tickle spot, isn't it? Holy shit man, you have to be one of the most ticklish person I've ever met." He gave him a break once his laughter quickly got silent. He just tapped around the edges of his belly button, it was still enough for him to laugh. "Wow, you're, like, super ticklish."

"Hehehe! Shut uhuhuhup!!" He let out a near ear-piercing screech when Kirishima tapped at his navel. "Pleahahahahase nohoho!" He was squealing as Kirishima continued, "I'm toouhuahahaha- I'm too ticklihihihish thereahahahaha!!"

"At least you admitted it." He chuckled, letting up. He let go of Bakugou's hands, letting him catch his breath, little titters and giggles slipping out here and there. "That was the cutest shit I've ever seen."

"Ahaha... Gohohod... The hell was that?"

"What?"

"You getting up in my face like that." Bakugou almost mumbled.

"I think you're cute." That statement made Bakugou look up at him shocked, yet skeptical.

"Yeah fucking right."

"It's true!" He added by pinching up and down Bakugou's sides, making him jump and laugh harshly. He grabbed at his wrist.

"Kirihihihi!" He wined. He hiccuped, staring at the redhead incredulously.

"I like you." He blurred out. "Like a lot."

"I guess that's one way to tell me." He laughed breathlessly, panting from his earlier laugh-fest.

"Shit I-", he stopped himself, wiping his hands across his face, "I shouldn't have- I shouldn't have done that I'm so sorry. I-I don't know what got over me, and-"

He was interrupted by Bakugou pulling him down for a kiss.

"I wouldn't have let you do shit if I didn't like you dumbass."

"Oh..." He smiled.

It was a good fucking day.

#mha bakugo katsuki #bakugou #kirishima #bnha #bakugou x kirishima #kinda blatant #tickle fic #ticklish!bakugou #lee!bakugou #kirishima is kinda a simp #but respectful becaus he is manly #fluff

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fluffonthebunniestail · 3 years

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Hello lovely people! I must apologies of being gone for so long, life has been a stressful rollercoaster this past year. I do have a fic planned and should be published very shortly. It's a bit lengthy, so hopefully it will somewhat make up for my absence. I wish I could format it for the "keep reading" option; however, the device I have doesn't support it. But may I thank you for 34 followers?? Absolutely insane. It was so shocking that my last fic surpassed 100 likes, I am really happy about it. Nevertheless, I will try to be more active.

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fluffonthebunniestail · 3 years

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THIS,, THIS!! oh my god this is so amazing holy crap, take my money!!

League of...tickles?

(Warning, Tickle fic!)

Author note: Hey everyone! So this is currently my first fic, and I have worked very hard on it. However, my writing is nowhere near perfect so I apologize for my work to be rusty.

Feedback is very much appreciated!

Word count: 3,206 (I might have gotten a little carried away)

Summary: Bakugo gets kidnapped by the league of villains, but what he’s not expecting is a mysterious belt to be used against him!

Ships: Mentioning of KiriBaku

Warnings: Cursing, mention of blood, and torture. This is definitely not one of the fluffier fics but it’s tickling nonetheless!

I hope you all enjoy, and I have a few other fics I want to write basing off this one, so stay tuned for those!

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A deafening silence fell upon the battlefield. Pure shock and horror was all that remained on the students of 1-A.

Bakugo was gone.

It was a night that no one forget, for every billboard in Tokyo flashed with his student picture with the bold text “Missing: Bakugo Katsuki.”

It signified the failure to protect the poor teen, and for all the students that were apart of the final moments, they felt they no longer deserved to be labeled as upcoming hero’s. As if they hadn’t done enough, they felt useless.

The common’s in the dorm rooms were no longer lively either. There was no more aggressive shouting, no more yelling, and no more explosions. Nothing was the same.

Kirishima took this loss especially hard, for how could he not? His boyfriend had been taken from him. The worst part was– he didn’t even get a chance to save him. Why. Why? Why did it have to happen to him!? He continued to repeatedly ask himself as he clung to the bedsheets once shared with his blonde. The scent from the other still lingered on the sheets, but was beginning to fade as tears stained the soft fabric.

Occasionally he’d receive a knock at the door– usually from Denki, Sero and Mina– to check in on him. But they knew not to enter and instead left plates of food that would remain there untouched for days.

Tucked away in the middle of nowhere, a warehouse stood, holding nonother than the king explosion murder himself. The effects of the medicine he’d been forced to swallow upon his kidnapping was beginning to ware off, and his weary eyes began to open. A grunt of discomfort could be heard as the light above pierced his eyes, which he solved by keeping his eyes squinted to give them time to adjust.

As his weary brain began waking up, memories of the past few hours played in his head, and the first instinct that came was to blow shit up. Which– he tried, but only succeeded in creating tiny sparkles that danced around his palms. Looking down, he noticed cuffs similar to the ones used at the sports festival and chains that ran in an X form around his chest.

Chained like a damn animal. Again.

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fluffonthebunniestail · 3 years

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I am actually crying this is s beautiful! Thank you so much it's *chef's kiss*, again thank you so much, sorry you had to fill in but it's just so amazing! I shall cherish it ❤️❤️

What’s your Size?

Squealing Santa for @fluffonthebunniestail

A/N: Hiiii there, it’s me, your Stand-in Santa! x3 I’m sorry you had to wait this long for your fic, but I’m always happy to help out if a writer cannot write the fic anymore. Lots of love for @ticklygiggles for still organizing the santa thing even in February!

So the prompt was a fic with lee Bakugou and the class teasing him about his tiny waist. Ahhh I can’t believe I was barely aware of Bakugou’s tiny waist but then I saw this and this and awwww yassss I think I can write this hahaha! I didn’t know which ler you preferred so I did a humble mix of some of my personal faves. Also yes, this fic is from Aizawa POV, the poor man. Hope you like it!

Summary: (Based on this) The class is about to get measured when a little chaos breaks out, starting with Bakugou’s tiny waist and ending in one big tickle fest. (Also on Ao3)

Word Count: 1272

“What are you guys doing? Get in line I said. Closer.”

Aizawa sounded as done with Class 1A as usual. How hard could it be? Stand in line so he could measure them, a necessary thing which had to happen annually to keep their records up to date. He could’ve known that the first time for Class 1A had to be a hassle.

From tall to small, they had to stand in order. Of course it wasn’t as easy, especially when Bakugou went: “HEy shitty hair what’re you doing behind me?! Hair doesn’t count, I am taller!” and Kirishima went: “Wooops I just wanted to try~” as Bakugou forcefully swapped places.

Aizawa sighed. He could’ve known. In the front, Mineta was leaning into Tsuyu like the dirty pervert the little guy was. Somewhere further, Deku was acting like a flustered kid, raising his hands as he didn’t dare to stand closer to Mina, but Kaminari pushed him closer and encouraged him.

“I ask again, just line up!” Aizawa grunted. Kirishima and Bakugou were still having a useless quarrel.

“Your hair stinks, don’t stand so close to me!”

“But we have to! Don’t be like this,” Kirishima retorted, to which Bakugou whacked him on the head. Ugh. The little quarrel escalated when Kirishima threw himself backwards and gave Bakugou’s full body a hard blow with his probably hardened back- since Bakugou backed away, gasping.

“You -!” he gasped, and poor Momo jumped away from in between them, just when Iida in the back shoved Sero who had been acting like a bit of a jerk too. With Momo gone, Aizawa watched how Todoroki got squashed in between Sero and Bakugou, his hands landing on Bakugou’s waist.

“Oh,” was all Todoroki said despite his sudden situation. Aizawa was about to wrap the whole pack together with his tape when a bit of a strangled noise was heard from Bakugou.

“HNGh! Get your hands off me!” he barked at Todoroki who still had his hands around Bakugou’s waist.

“Was his waist always this… tiny?” Todoroki wondered aloud. It wasn’t the time and place to mess around, but Aizawa was quite intrigued to see Bakugou acting flustered. The usually wild and violent guy blushed and he struggled, elbowing Todoroki in the gut, but he didn’t even budge.

“Huh? His waist?” Kirishima turned around as well. Bakugou was officially trapped in between them now as the redhead caught on as well.

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#reblog #Boku no Hero Academia #BNHA #Bakugou #Tickling #otomiya!writes #ticklish!bakugou #I am so happy its unbelievable #thank you I- SJJSJAJj

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fluffonthebunniestail · 3 years

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I just noticed milkiemochie's account was deactivated- I hope they're okay! Sorry I am just confused and hoping they're doing well!

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fluffonthebunniestail · 3 years

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That makes me so happy you like it oh my goodness 😭 thank you as well!!

One or maybe two ways out

Fandom: BNHA

Characters/pairings: Kiribaku

The fic is for the lovely @thatsoneticklishshark sorry if this isn't what you wanted, don't be afraid to message me about it. I wouldn't mind writing a more specific one for you! This is my first time in participating Squealing Santa so apologies in advance if there's anything off. Big thanks to @ticklygiggles for hosting this!

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"BWAHAH-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP SHITTY HAIR!"

Kirishima calmed down, removing the tear from his eye, "sorry man, it's just... how the hell do you of all people get stuck in a wall?" He snickered.

Fuck Cementoss, absolutely fuck him. Bakugou was seathing trying to wriggle his way out as if it'd help him.

"I swear once I get out of this shit-ass shit I'm gonna fucking-" he mumbled, cutting himself off to try and move harsher.

"Dude, careful! You're gonna start ripping skin at this point."

"Well you do have any other brilliant fucking ideas?!" Bakugou snapped. Kirishima just frowned.

This is what he gets, looking like an absolute fool training with the teacher and friend (just this once dammit). Trying to practice for the physical? Nope, fuck him apparently.

"Here, let me just," Kirishima started; hardening his fists and arms, bringing is fist away ready to hit. As he started to hit the side of the wall, watching it crumble, to both of their horror: the wall just reappeared.

"The bastard's just fucking with us at this point." The explosive boy glowered looking at said bastard crossing his arms, looking relaxed. Kirishima could swear the teacher was grinning.

Bakugou hid a wince.

It wasn't a very comfortable, it was starting to dig in his hips leaving his whole upper body at a constant fall on all fours or try and keep his upper body up.

He tried keeping that position so he'd look at least a little less than a fool. But nope, this day just wanted to be a constant thorn on his side, growing and growing. He slipped, his hands now on the floor and proving very difficult to get back up.

"Fuck!"

"It's okay, man. Just have to... figured something out I guess." Kirishima placed a finger on his chin. "Oh! What if I sneak up to him, his eyes will probably be set on you most of the time."

"As if that'd fucking work," Bakugou grunted feeling the blood rush to his head. "If you suddenly go missing, he's gonna be on guard. I can't exactly move anywhere so he doesn't have much to look at."

"Damn..." Kirishima huffed. "Maybe we could just wait it out?"

"Wait it out?" Bakugou repeated scoffing.

"I dunno man, you got any other bright ideas?"

"Fuck off!" He grunted sound more out of breath.

"You okay..?"

"Fucking fine, this isn't very comfy you know!"

"Alright, maybe uh. Here," Kirishima said putting his hands around Bakugou's waist.

"Wha- what the hell are you doing?!" Bakugou yelped. He felt his face heat up, but at this point he wasn't sure if it was from the intimate touch or from his head collecting all the blood.

"I'm just trying to help a bro out! I'll keep you up and maybe you can blast yourself out." Kirishima grinned.

"Fuck, just hold ON-" Bakugou yelped trying to move from the redhead's grasp.

"Jesus! Hold still-"

"Fuck ohoff!!"

Kirishima held still finally letting go of Bakugou. "What was that?" He asked grinning.

"Nothing!" Bakugou responded hurriedly. He then felt a swift poke to his side causing him to choke. "Oi! What the fuck are you doing?!"

"No way..." Kirishima huffed with a wide nearly splitting smile. "You're tickl-"

"NO I AM NOT!"

"Aw, no need to be bashful bro, plenty people are!"

"How the undying fuck is this gonna help us? In case you fucking forgot." He hissed.

"Yup, priorities." Kirishima chuckled then going at Bakugou's sides causing a loud yelp. He couldn't properly bat away Kirishima's hands or else he'd smash his head on the ground. So, he went for weakly throwing his left hand where the redhead was standing.

"I swear once I'm outta this, I'll fucking kill you." He growled trying to burn a hole at Kirishima despite his bangs being in the way.

"Fine by me." He replied a bit too happily for Bakugou's taste, tasering said boy's sides up to the hip and down to the ribs (at Kirishima's angle). Bakugou sputtered curses followed by giggles and a strange wiggle, arms shaking from being planted on the ground but trying to move to cover the attacked sides.

"Dude! You should totally laugh more, it's so cute!"

"It's not cuhAHA-" He cut himself off as Kirishima started to target his underarms. That caused him to squeal, releasing full out belly-laughter. "FUCKING QUIHIT!"

"Woah careful." Kirishima said, pulling Bakugou up still hands squeezing his underarms as he favored trying to protect his underarms than steadying himself on the floor.

"OHMYGAHAH-" Bakugou coughed trying desperately to wriggle out of the cruel hold; kicking his legs out from the other side of the wall, as if it'd help ease the torturous feeling.

"Bad spot, huh?" Kirishima noted (bastard still grinning). He went for the other's stomach just as said other planted him arms to the ground, beginning a new cycle of laughter.

"You're, like crazy ticklish. How was I not aware of this sooner?" Kirishima commented, spidering at Bakugou's stomach until he snorted. "That was adorable."

"SHUT UHUHP!" He yelped, trying to blast Kirishima away with one hand. What he really accomplished instead was holding on to one of his hands for dear life, sparks flying instead of what he wanted. He wish he could just quit with the embarrassing laughter but it just kept flowing. It got more embarrassing as Kirishima started to dig in his stomach softly with the pads of his fingers. "FUCKPLEAHAHA!"

"Did you really say 'please'? Wow I need to do this more often." He responded, more to himself taking advantage of the one hand holding a death grip on his own. He grasped that hand, using his other to wiggling its way into the armpit. The reaction was instant.

"JESUSFUCK-" He screamed, laughter hitting another octave and intensity. His arm that was planted to the ground was shaking horribly, but all he could do was squeeze his eyes shut and laugh.

"I assume you both have given up?" Asked a husked voice behind them both. Bakugou felt his face burn ten more shades red than it already was. Kirishima thankfully stopped but he was still giggling like a little child.

"Yeah, I guess so." Kirishima beamed.

'I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna fucking kill him." Bakugou thought hysterically.

Cementoss just chuckled, releasing Bakugou from the cement hold. Said boy didn't have much to prepare himself for the fall as gracefully as he hoped. His right arm was twitching from the constant heavy weight held on it.

"Careful in the real world. I don't think villains will stop from tickling." The teacher said, then turning to walk off, telling them the next time to meet.

"Well, we're out!" Kirishima beamed. Bakugou just panted, glaring at him. "Oh come on, even Cementoss thought it was adorable!"

"You have five seconds to run." He responded darkly.

"Don't have to tell me twice." Kirishima rushed, dashing away with a very pissed pomeranian on his tail.

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I really hope you enjoy it and happy holidays 💝

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fluffonthebunniestail · 3 years

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One or maybe two ways out

Fandom: BNHA

Characters/pairings: Kiribaku

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"BWAHAH-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP SHITTY HAIR!"

Kirishima calmed down, removing the tear from his eye, "sorry man, it's just... how the hell do you of all people get stuck in a wall?" He snickered.

Fuck Cementoss, absolutely fuck him. Bakugou was seathing trying to wriggle his way out as if it'd help him.

"I swear once I get out of this shit-ass shit I'm gonna fucking-" he mumbled, cutting himself off to try and move harsher.

"Dude, careful! You're gonna start ripping skin at this point."

"Well you do have any other brilliant fucking ideas?!" Bakugou snapped. Kirishima just frowned.

This is what he gets, looking like an absolute fool training with the teacher and friend (just this once dammit). Trying to practice for the physical? Nope, fuck him apparently.

"The bastard's just fucking with us at this point." The explosive boy glowered looking at said bastard crossing his arms, looking relaxed. Kirishima could swear the teacher was grinning.

Bakugou hid a wince.

It wasn't a very comfortable, it was starting to dig in his hips leaving his whole upper body at a constant fall on all fours or try and keep his upper body up.

"Fuck!"

"It's okay, man. Just have to... figured something out I guess." Kirishima placed a finger on his chin. "Oh! What if I sneak up to him, his eyes will probably be set on you most of the time."

"Damn..." Kirishima huffed. "Maybe we could just wait it out?"

"Wait it out?" Bakugou repeated scoffing.

"I dunno man, you got any other bright ideas?"

"Fuck off!" He grunted sound more out of breath.

"You okay..?"

"Fucking fine, this isn't very comfy you know!"

"Alright, maybe uh. Here," Kirishima said putting his hands around Bakugou's waist.

"Wha- what the hell are you doing?!" Bakugou yelped. He felt his face heat up, but at this point he wasn't sure if it was from the intimate touch or from his head collecting all the blood.

"I'm just trying to help a bro out! I'll keep you up and maybe you can blast yourself out." Kirishima grinned.

"Fuck, just hold ON-" Bakugou yelped trying to move from the redhead's grasp.

"Jesus! Hold still-"

"Fuck ohoff!!"

Kirishima held still finally letting go of Bakugou. "What was that?" He asked grinning.

"Nothing!" Bakugou responded hurriedly. He then felt a swift poke to his side causing him to choke. "Oi! What the fuck are you doing?!"

"No way..." Kirishima huffed with a wide nearly splitting smile. "You're tickl-"

"NO I AM NOT!"

"Aw, no need to be bashful bro, plenty people are!"

"How the undying fuck is this gonna help us? In case you fucking forgot." He hissed.

"I swear once I'm outta this, I'll fucking kill you." He growled trying to burn a hole at Kirishima despite his bangs being in the way.

"Dude! You should totally laugh more, it's so cute!"

"It's not cuhAHA-" He cut himself off as Kirishima started to target his underarms. That caused him to squeal, releasing full out belly-laughter. "FUCKING QUIHIT!"

"Woah careful." Kirishima said, pulling Bakugou up still hands squeezing his underarms as he favored trying to protect his underarms than steadying himself on the floor.

"OHMYGAHAH-" Bakugou coughed trying desperately to wriggle out of the cruel hold; kicking his legs out from the other side of the wall, as if it'd help ease the torturous feeling.

"Bad spot, huh?" Kirishima noted (bastard still grinning). He went for the other's stomach just as said other planted him arms to the ground, beginning a new cycle of laughter.

"You're, like crazy ticklish. How was I not aware of this sooner?" Kirishima commented, spidering at Bakugou's stomach until he snorted. "That was adorable."

"JESUSFUCK-" He screamed, laughter hitting another octave and intensity. His arm that was planted to the ground was shaking horribly, but all he could do was squeeze his eyes shut and laugh.

"Yeah, I guess so." Kirishima beamed.

'I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna fucking kill him." Bakugou thought hysterically.

"Careful in the real world. I don't think villains will stop from tickling." The teacher said, then turning to walk off, telling them the next time to meet.

"Well, we're out!" Kirishima beamed. Bakugou just panted, glaring at him. "Oh come on, even Cementoss thought it was adorable!"

"You have five seconds to run." He responded darkly.

"Don't have to tell me twice." Kirishima rushed, dashing away with a very pissed pomeranian on his tail.

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