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queenofcreatures14 · 11 months

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Meanie!

This is adorable, no questions asked. I absolutely love this.

Ler: Bakugo

Lee: Kirishima

Ship: KiriBaku

Prompt: Kirishima's touch starved after Baku's weekend at his parents'. Luckily, he knows just how to fix that.

Warnings: Slight swearing (it's Bakugo), and it's a tickle fic

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That weekend was TORTURE for Kirishima. Bakugo had gone to stay with his parents, and he missed his boyfriend. He really wanted cuddles, but Katsuki wouldn't be home until Monday. Kiri got anxious and fidgety. He craved attention, and he was being starved. Everybody else was busy doing there own thing, so he was alone.

Kiri spent that whole weekend curled up under his blankets. He was tired of watching movies, tired of snacking, and tired of being tired! Brakes from school were supposed to spent with others, not with a tablet and some Goldfish.

☆Time skip to Monday because I can☆

Kiri was laying on their dorm's couch when the door opened. Bakugo came in, a duffle bag slung over his shoulder, his signature scowl on his face. "BAKUGO!" Kiri leapt off the couch and flung himself at Bakugo, who was so surprised he nearly fell over. "Jeez, I was gone for a fucking weekend. You missed me this much?" Blushing, Kiri climbed off of him. "Everyone was busy, and I wanted cuddles!"

Baku laughed lightly, walking towards his room, Kiri on his heels. After dumping his stuff in his closet, he shut the door and flopped onto his bed, holding his arm out for Kiri to join. He jumped into bed, snuggling up against Bakugo's side.

They stayed like that for around ten minutes. Then, Kiri's phone went off. "Mmm." Baku sighed at this reaction. "You gonna get that? It's annoying." He just burrowed further into his side. "Nope, snuggles now, phone later." With protests, Baku got up to turn off the phone. "Aww, come on! I was comfy! You're a meanie!"

Spinning around, Bakugo glared at Kirishima with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Really? I'm mean? I'll show you mean, Sharky!" He lunged at Kiri, who tried as best he could to dodge him. He almost got a hold of his shirt, right as Kiri bolted out of the room. Baku chased him through the dorms. Kiri was laughing like a madman the whole time. Even though it was chaotic, he was still much happier than before. Kiri was pretty far ahead, and he probably would have gotten away. You know, if he did run into the couch while looking over his shoulder.

Baku grabbed Kiri off the couch and flung him over his shoulder. He squirmed and kicked and punched, but he was stuck. He begged to be put down as Baku carried him back to his dorm. When they got in there, he shut and locked the door, tossed Kiri down, and immediately went down after him.

In seconds, Kiri was pinned down, his arms above his head with Baku on his hips. "W-wait a minute. Let's talk about this!" Baku pretended to think this over. "Hmm, nope." With that, he dug into Kiri's sides, pulling giggles from him. "Bahahakugohohoho, wahahahahit!" Completely ignoring his boyfriend's protests, he dug in even harder. Kiri's giggles went up an octave.

"Bahahahahabe! Plehehehehehase!" This is when he started to tease. "Please what? Please tickle you harder? My pleasure~" He started kneading his stomach, and Kiri started full-belly laughing. "KAHAHAHATS! HOHOHOHOLD OHOHOHOHOHON!" "Hold on? Okay, got it." Baku made a claw, lightly gripped Kiri's tum, and started to vibrate right over his belly button. He lost it. "WAHAHAHAHAHAHA! BAHAHAHAHAKUHUHU! IHIHIHI'M SAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Kiri could barely form a sentence. It tickled so much! Still, it was better than the weekend. He was laughing uncontrollably, but he was with Kats. When he was with him, he would have done anything. Plus,he was actually enjoying this wanted attention.

After a minute or two of this, Baku gave Kiri a breather. lightly tracing shapes on his sides. "Thahahat was, wohohohow." Baku thought that this was enough time. "Who said I was done?" He stuck his finger into Kiri's belly button, and he went hysterical. "BAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAHA!" He only spent a little bit on time on his death spot. Baku switched to lightly scraping along his ribs. "Hehehehey! Kahahahats!" Baku smirked down at him. "Hey, do you know if you have all of your ribs? You can't be a hero without all of them. Here, I'll do you a favor and check." Kiri knew what was coming. "W-wahahahait! Ihihi hahave thehem! Ahahahall 23!" Baku smirked. "23? Oh man, you're one short! I have to make sure you're okay now! No choice but to count 'em!" He began vibrating his fingers into each of Kiri's ribs. "Twoooooo. Foooooour, siiiiiiix." He squirmed and wriggled, but Kiri couldn't get his fingers out of that spot. "Hey, you made me lose count! Now I gotta start all over again. Twooooo."

After what seemed like hours (ten minutes), he finally finished counting. "You do have them all! Perfect, I have a nice, fully-ribbed boyfriend." Kiri was tored. He had breathy giggles pouring from his mouth in a steady stream. "Ihihihi tohohold yohohu! Peheherfehehctly hehehealthehehe!"

Looking at his flushed, giggly boyfriend told Baku that he was almost at his limit. Just one more thing to do. He pulled up Kiri's shirt, took a deep breath, and blew a huge raspberry right on his navel. Kiri screeched. "EYEHEHEHEHE! NAHAHAHAHOHOHO! BAHAHAHAHAHAKUHUHUHUHU! NYAHAHAHAHA!"

"There, all done." He hugged a teary-eyed, flushed Kiri and rubbed his belly, trying to get rid of the ghost tickles. Kiri's giggling went on for a minute or two before he stopped. "That....was.....so mean." Baku laughed a little. "I told you, call me mean and pay the price." Baku leaned in for a kiss, locking their lips together. Neither pulled away until they had to, panting.

"Also, I noticed how you never once told me to stop~"

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queenofcreatures14 · 11 months

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May I request prompts 4 and 30, with Kaminari? Whoever else you want to add is fine. He's just the cutest ever, I couldn't not send in a request! Thank you for your time :)

a/n: omg i was so excited to write for kami bc he is the cutest ever and just sorta powered through this, but then realized at the end that i completely forgot to put in the numbered prompt quote things lmfaoo! don't worry, i got them in :) thanks anon <3

Best Bud Benefits

[MHA - Kirishima, Kaminari]

words: 1.4 k

#4: “D-don’t come any closer…”

#30: “You can run, but you can’t hide!”

Kaminari wasn’t sure if his quirk was more blessing or curse. There were the obvious advantages of his electrification. I mean, who wouldn’t want to be their own source of electricity? He’d never have to deal with the struggle of finding an outlet or the panic of a power outage, so of course his quirk was more of a blessing, right?

Wrong. The electric blonde could not go a full day without someone asking for-

“Hey, Denks!” Kirishima called, bursting into Kaminari’s dorm room, where he lay sprawled out across his bed. “Could you do me a solid and-”

“Nope,” Kaminari interrupted, giving a dramatic pop to the p.

Kirishima paused in his tracks, a bit confused. “I didn’t even fini-”

The blonde held up a hand, signalling for the redhead to stop. “You need me to do a quick charge on your phone?” Kaminari guessed with a deadpan expression.

“Well, yeah-”

“Thought so.” Kaminari brought his attention away from his friend and back to his phone. “Sorry Kiri, but that’s a big nope from me.”

Kirishima fished his phone out of his pocket and started waving it around in the air. “Wha- why not? I thought we were best buds, bro!”

“We still are best buds, man,” Kaminari looked up with a reassuring smile before returning his gaze to his screen. “I’m just a bit tired of everyone using me as a fast battery fill up. And that includes you!”

“I hardly ever ask you to fill up my phone!” Kirishima insisted.

“Dude, you literally asked this morning before class. What do you even do on your phone to use up that much battery?!” he asked incredulously.

“It’s not my fault Mario Kart World Tour takes up a butt ton of battery!!”

A resigned sigh left Kaminari’s lip as he gestured towards a nearby outlet in his room. “Just go plug your phone into the wall. It’s not like I’m the only thing that can charge your phone.”

“But you can charge it so much faster!” Kirishima put on a playful pout, moving closer to his friend, who had put his own phone away at this point. “Isn’t there anything I can do to make you change your mind? Just this once?”

“Sorry dude,” the blonde just shrugged. “My mind’s made up.”

“How about I treat you to dinner? Or I could do your homework for a week?”

At that, Kaminari let out a few short laughs. “Ohokay, one: save your little dinner date for Bakugou. And two: your grades are nearly as bad as my own!”

“Ughhh, come on!!” the redhead gave out an exaggerated groan. Almost absentmindedly, his hand had reached out towards his friend, and he had begun to poke a singular finger into Kaminari’s side. “There’s seriously nothing I can do to-”

Kaminari momentarily sputtered at the gentle pokes before efficiently shoving the finger away. “Hmngh n-nope, nothing you can do!”

A small smirk began to spread across Kirishima’s lips with realization. “What was that?” he asked teasingly, slowly moving both of his hands closer and closer towards Kaminari, wiggling the tips of his fingers just slightly.

Kaminari bolted up from his bed and ran as fast as he could out the door. He sprinted through the hall, but he could hear that Kirishima was not too far behind.

“You can run, but you can’t hide! Where do you think you’re gonna go, Denks?”

“Anywhere but here!” Kaminari shouted behind his shoulder as he finally got to the elevator, but sadly, Kirishima had caught up to him even before he could reach the buttons. “Nononoooo!!” Kaminari tried fruitlessly to wiggle away, but it didn’t stop Kirishima from successfully dragging him back into his room.

Kirishima practically threw Kaminari onto the bed and watched as his body bounced a bit from the impact. Once he looked back up to his friend, Kaminari was met with the spine-chilling sight of Kirishima’s hands and their claw-like fingers raised threateningly towards him.

“D-don’t come any closer…”

“Oh, but you never answered my question~” In a bright red flash, Kirishima was now leaning over the bed, hands teasingly positioned just above Kaminari’s stomach. “Now tell me,” his voice only above a whisper, fingers moving close, too close… “What was with that noise you made earlier?”

When the fingers inevitably touched down on his tummy, and even though they weren’t moving yet, nervous giggles began to fill the room. “Nohohothing, ihit was nohothing!”

“Hmm, really?” Kirishima climbed onto the bed, settling himself upon Kaminair’s thighs, still resting his still hands tauntingly on top of his stomach. “Because it kinda sounds like it was something~”

“Ihit wasn’t!” Kaminari squirmed underneath the soft, unmoving pressure of Kirishima’s fingers, the anticipation filling him with titters. “Hands ohohoff! GAH! Nohohoho!”

The fingers dived underneath Kaminari’s loose t-shirt and began gently kneading into the sensitive flesh on the sides of the blonde’s belly, efficiently ending his jittery anticipation. “Oh no, what’s the matter, Denks? Something wrong?” Kirishima teased with a face-splitting grin.

Kaminari tried curling up or pushing the hands away, but the constant giggling had drained him of his strength. Even without the tickly touches, he still would’ve struggled with shoving Kirishima away. I mean, come on, the guy was literally a rock! “Kirihihehehehe!! Gahahahaha, ihihihit tihihihickles!”

“Oh really? Well, maybe I could make the tickles go away…” Kirishima let out a small chuckle at Kaminari enthusiastically nodding his head. “But I would need a small favor in return.”

“Yohohou’re sohohoho mehehehean!!” Kaminari’s torso instinctively twisted and turned, attempting to dislodge Kirishima’s torturous fingers. Unfortunately, his efforts only managed to press the fingers further into his tummy, making the touches all the more ticklish. “Yohohou cahan’t just tihihickle mehehe to get whahahat youhuhu wahant!”

“Huh, that’s funny, because I kinda think that I can, Giggles.” Kirishima began to move his kneading inward, getting ever more closer to the boy’s belly button.

“NO, Kihihiri plehease! Plehehehease nohohot thehehere!”

Completely ignoring his friend’s pleas, Kirishima wiggled a finger into the sensitive navel while rubbing circles into the nearby skin with his other hand. He playfully gasped through the rising laughter from the classmate below him, “Oh no! Did I find a little tickle spot right here?”

“Nonononahahahahahaha!! Gehet ouhuhut ohohof thehehere, nohohot thahahat spohohohot!”

“Man, if only there was something you could do…” Kirishima pondered aloud, alternating between scratching his nail against the inside walls and trying to wiggle his finger down to the bottom of the small pocket.

“SohOHOhomewhere eHEhelse! MoHOhove soHOHomewHEHEhere ehEHelse!!”

“Hmm.. nah, I think right here is perfect, don’t you?”

“OHOkahahay, I give, I gihIHIHIVE!!”

Kirishima spontaneously scribbled and dug all of his fingers with all his might, a bright smile of sharp teeth on his face. “I’m sorry, what was that?”

“I’LL CHAHAHARGE YOHOHOUR PHOHOHONE, I’LL CHAHAHARGE IHIHIHIT! STOHOHOP, KIHIHIHIRI PLEHEHEHEASE!!”

Kirishima stilled his fingers and began rubbing the palm of his hands across Kaminari’s torso, washing away the ghost tingles that his tickling left behind. “You all good, bro?”

“Ehehe, yeahah, I’m all gohohood.” Kaminari sat up as Kirishima moved off of his thighs. “Whehere’s your phohone at?”

“Don’t worry about it, Denks, you don’t have to charge it,” Kirishima said with a shake of his head.

“What?” Kaminari asked, extremely confused. “Wasn’t that the whole reason why you chased and tickled me?! So that I would charge your phone??”

Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. “Oh yeah! Well, to be honest, I just wanted to cheer you up. You looked kinda upset when I came in here to ask you, and you’re right! You’re my best bud and I shouldn’t be using you as my own portable charger, especially when I already asked for a charge this morning. I’ve been super unmanly lately, but do you think you can forgive me?”

“Aww, bro! Of course I forgive you!” Kaminari practically jumped onto Kirishima, giving him a reassuring hug, which was quickly reciprocated. “Thanks, Kiri.”

“Anytime, Denks.”

“Okay, listen up, I’ve got a new rule: best buds get one free charge up per day!” Kaminari exclaimed, still embracing Kirishima, but slowly moving his hands lower so that they were above his lower ribs. “And since you’ve already used up your free charge, you’re gonna have to pay in order to get another one.”

“Pay? Dude, c’mon, you know I’m broke. How am I supposed to pa- AHAHAHAHAHA!! WAHAHAHAIT, NOHOHOHAHAHAHA!!”

a/n: thank youuu and i hope you enjoyed! have a wonderful morning/day/evening everyone <3

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Friday Game Night

A/N: This story was once written by @kiyachi-tickles who deactivated her account. In order to remember her stories, I once again took another look into my archive…

Summary: When the Bakusquad finds out that Bakugou and Midoriya started dating, they had no choice but to invite him to their Friday Game Night.

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Cheer Up, Chargebolt!

A/N: This story was once written by @kiyachi-tickles who deactivated her account. In order to remember her stories, I once again took another look into my archive…

Summary: Kaminari and Ashido go to the mall to pick up items for their class. When Kaminari sees the game that he’s wanted for the past six months. He comes back to the dorms with a long face, after realizing he can’t get it. Ashido takes it upon herself to cheer up her electric friend.

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Why So Grumpy

A/N: This story was once written by @kiyachi-tickles who deactivated her account. In order to remember her stories, I once again took another look into my archive…

Summary: Bakugou is feeling anrgier than usual. When Izuku finds out, he uses one of the strats from when they were kids.

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Ticklish Todo

Summary: After the conversation about how Bakugo was extremely ticklish got brought up in the Dekusquad's little hangout session (plus Rody), Deku wanted to see if his icyhot bsf was also ticklish.

Warning: Remember of childhood trauma, Burning, Angst?, swearing, and tickling

Lee: Todoroki

Ler(s): Deku sqaud, and Rody bc I can and he's best boy😌

Weeks after the tickle outbreak happened, Rody came to visit Deku and all of U.A (but mostly Deku😉). The Dekusqaud all were hanging out in Deku's room, Todoroki being dragged to the grenette's room.

"Rody, u should definitely tell us all about u, if u feel comfortable," pink cheeks reccomended.

Rody hestitated, but then complied, "Alr, yh, well I got two younger siblings, Roro and Lala."

Everyone else was staring at him wide eyed to see if he was gonna continue, but he never did.

So Tsu decided to break the long silence, "Dude, what happened to Bakugo was hella hilarious. How'd u know where to destroy him, Deku?"

Atp, Rody needed context, and he needed them fast, "What happened to Bakugo?"

"Oh, that's right u weren't here when it happened," Uraraka chimed in.

"Well Deku here tickled the shit out of Bakugo," Iida broke character.

The broccoli boy looked over to the half in half hero, who was reading a book, and got a great idea.

"Hey, we should tottaly see if Todoroki is ticklish as well," Deku whispered as to not let the busy reader hear.

Everyone did as they were told, and circled Todoroki who was js chilling on Deku's bed.

He was freaking out at the sudden change of atmosphere, and he gulped.

"Can I help yall?" Todoroki said as he closed his book and sat it down.

He jumped when Rody helled his arms above his head; flinched when, Iida and Tsu straddled his calves; twitched when, Uraraka sat beside his torso; and shaked his body when, Deku sat on his waist. He knew what was coming, but he didn't want to know.

"U remember the time when Denki tickled Bakugo to death, right?" The green haired man drew light, ticklish patterns on Todoroki's tone stomach, tracing his abs with slow torturous motion. "I was wandering if ur js as painfully ticklish as Backugo is."

All he could was hold back small giggles, and tried his best to reply with out spilling over, "N-No! I'm- NOT! Dekuuuuu le-let me g-goooo!" He twisted and turned to try to get out of the younger's grasp.

"Awww~ that reaction tells us otherwise~" Tsu cooed, doing the same thing that Deku was doing, on his leg.

"G-guys, s-stop! D-Don't tickle me."

"Didn't u say u weren't ticklish? If u aren't, then this won't bother u," Rody did the same on the hot and cold hero's forearm, not going any lower then his elbow.

"P-Please!!!!" Todoroki tried to beg for their validation.

"The only thing that'll make u get out of this predicament ur in is to laugh," Pink cheeks applied light tracing on the nonchalant hero's side, making him slightly giggle.

Having all 5 of the lers drawing light, ticklish patterns on the older's body, is gonna kill him b4 they actually start the tickling.

5 minutes later of the torturous tracing, they actually started tickling him, Iida and Tsu being the first one to.

Iida leaning back to swueeze the lee's knees, "This is v unprofessional, but I could use this information for... uh... research purposes... yh!" Everyone else knew that was bullshit.

"Cohome ohohn, S-stohop," Todoroki managed to say through his continuous giggles.

The leap frog squeezed his thighs, making him jump and full on giggle now, "Awwww Todoroki, ur reactions r too die for."

The older giggled and twitched in her touch, "Ihihihihi cahahhahan't take it!"

"We seriously js started, and ur alr tired?" Tsu and Iida both teased as they both tickled Todoroki's feet, making him squeal.

"NO! Nohohohot thehehehere" Todoroki squealed, as everyone awwed and cooed at his reactions. "P-plehehehehse, s-stop!"

"Come on we js started!" Tsu exclaimed as she pinned his toes back digging in the sensitive flesh under them.

Todoroki screamed, "AHHAHAHAH!!! S-StOhOhOhOp!"

Deku wanted in on the fun so he told Tsu and Iida to lighten up on their tickling so he can tickle the lee's flat stomach. "I want to make u laugh to Todo!"

"U R!!! Stop!"

Deku scratched at Todoroki's toned tummy, "Well now I am, gigglee!"

Todoroki withered in place, begging for them to stop.

"Todoroki! I didn't realize ur belly was so fucking ticklish!" Deku laughed.

"Dohohohohn't call it thahahahahat!!"

The green boy dipped his finger into the lather's belly button, making him literally scream.

"MIHIHIHIDORIYA STHOHOHOP!!!"

"Now y would I do that, giggle button!"

Deku squeezed Todoroki's waist, then he squeezed his hips, making him jump.

"I wanna have a go at this!" Uraraka squeezed up and down his sides, making him quiver and whimper.

"Nohohohoho! Sthohohohp!! Please!!!" The dangered hero begged.

"No can do bestie, Ur laughs r so cute!"

Todoroki blushed at this bc he was embarrassed abt being called cute, and didn't know how to proccess it. (CLARIFYING THEY AREN'T A SHIP!!!!)

"Let's see how ticklish ur ribs r," The younger hero went up to claw indents in his ribs using one finger.

"NO!!! PL-PLEASHEHEHSE!!"

"Ok ok, yall hved yall's equal share, now it's my turn~" Rody teased.

Todoroki was terrified of what Rody would do, bc he was at his death spot.

The bird quirk's hero pinned Icyhot's arms with one hand, holding down on his palms, while he scittered his fingers all the way down getting dangerously close to under his arms. Rody hovered his fingers right above his armpit, teasing Todoroki by the air tickles.

"OK!! Don't tickle me!!! PLEASE!! U all got what u morned!!! I'm ticklish!!! AAHHAHA!! Laugh it up Y don't cha?! Js don't tickle me, I hate being tickled! And when I say hate I mean hate!!!! I BEG U PLEASE!" Todoroki was rambling, so Rody decided to shut him up with a poke to his exposed under arm.

Todoroki squeaked, which shocked everyone.

"Was that a squeak?!" The ruthless ler laughed, "Now I really gotta tickle u." Rody dugged in, making the lee full on laugh.

"NOHOHOHO!!!! P-PHAHAHAHAH- ST-STAHAHHAHA-!!! I-IHI CAHAHAHN'T CONTROL MHIHIHIHI QUHUHURIK!!"

"It'll be fine," Rody assured.

Tears started to spill out of the white and red haired hero's gray and blue eyes. Making them sparkle in the v lit room. His cheeks turned a deep shade of red, whilts his body strted to ache. He rlly can't control his quirk while being tickled, bc he can't focus while doing so. Last time his sinlings tickled him, he accidentally burned his brother and iced his sister. He dosen't know what quirk would come out, but it will and fast.

"I'M BEHEHEHING DEADASS!!! LEHEHET ME GOHOHOHO!!!"

"U sound so serious~" The bird man mocked.

With that Todoroki burned Rody's hand on accident. The burned boy screamed, and everyone jumped.

"OMG!!! Rody I'm so sry I didn't-" Todoroki pleaded and cried gen/ bc he was truly sry.

Rody didn't wanna break down infront of these ppl he hardly met (besides Deku), "Don't-Don't sweat it.... I should've stopped when u told me to! I'm js gonna... bandage this burnt scar."

He jumped up and hurriedly ran to the kitchen to put water on his wound. Everyone else followed him, leaving a weeping Todoroki alone. Ofc he didn't mean to burn him, and ofc everyone else wasn't mad at the sobbing boy, they js needed to take care of their guest. He waited in Deku's room to apologize to Rody for hurting him. He was js thinking abt his childhood and how his dad did the same thing but on purpose.

Dw things got cleared up and they were back to hanging out.

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A fic lol

When Toshinori had told Izuku that he was going to propose to Inko, the boy nearly fainted.

But once he recovered he proceeded to run towards his hero and barrel into him with an impressively strong and tight hug, almost crushing him. There was happy, joyous laughter among the two of them and excited rambling about the proposal and future wedding plans.

And once it happened and the class was invited to the wedding, once there, Todoroki stood there in his suit and muttered under his breath, “I knew it.” Though he was very happy for them, and of course, Izuku still denied being All Might’s secret love child and still got very red in the face and flustered whenever his classmate and friend brought it up.

All that to say, the three of them were still adjusting to living together. The couple had just come back from their honeymoon and Izuku was helping them unpack in their sizable two story house.

“Is that the last box of dishes, Mom?” Izuku asked.

“Yep! Could you get them? I’ve got my arms full of all your old pictures and baby books!”

Izuku grinned and got right to work.

Toshinori sauntered into the room, looking quite pleased with himself. “Well, our new dresser is all set up, you’ll be happy to know.”

Inko smiled and went over and kissed him briefly. “My big, strong man,” she cooed, nuzzling her nose against his, making him chuckle.

Izuku felt his ears burn and kept his eyes focused on his task, not sure whether to feel flustered or happy for them, so, he felt both.

“You know,” Toshinori said, making Izuku jump. Apparently they’d both come into the kitchen without him noticing. “You’re gonna have to get used to your ol’ man kissing your mom.”

“You’re n-not old!”

“Heh, I know. Your mom, my wife,” he said with a grin, then purposefully kissed Inko, making her giggle and Izuku groan in embarrassment.

“Oh come on now,” Toshinori laughed, squeezing the boy’s side playfully. “Lighten up!”

Izuku squealed and burst into giggles, which he tried and failed to suppress. But when he managed to stop, he tried to leave the kitchen, keeping his eyes anywhere but his idol - and father.

“Whoa, whoa, hold on,” Toshinori said.

Izuku stopped in his tracks.

“Is he okay?”

“Oh yeah, he’s fine! I think he’s just a bit embarrassed that you tickled him.”

“Does he not like it? I can stop!”

The teen mentally grumbled about the fact that they were talking about him like he wasn’t there, but he was too embarrassed to speak right now so he was partially grateful.

“He loves it - ever since he was little! You should see some of the pictures I have!”

Izuku slapped his hands over his face, wanting to sink into the ground, have it open up and swallow him. But he’d never admit that he was maybe just a little pleased at all this attention he was getting from the two of them.

The adults laughed and enjoyed the baby pictures of little Izuku getting tickled - among others. And when the boy finally got up the courage to try to leave again, Toshinori grabbed the back of his collar and stopped him.

“Not so fast, slacker~” he said with a grin, then promptly began to tickle his sides.

“GyAh! Hahahahahaha! Hehehehey!”

Izuku giggled and squirmed, quickly getting away, running and trying to jump over the couch and keep running to escape. But his jump wasn’t far enough so he fell on his back on the couch, where Inko was waiting.

“Mahahahahamahahaha! Nohohoho!!!” Izuku pleaded, already too late as he felt her soft fingers and nails dance across his skin.

“Did you hear that?” Inko gasped. “He called me Mama! He hasn’t done that since…well I can’t remember when!”

Toshinori smiled. “How sweet,” he said, then walked over to help her, moving to hold his arms up and tickle his armpits with his longs speedy fingers.

Izuku squealed and let out true, large, happy, belly laughs. “Hahahahahahahahaaa! Hahahahahahahaaaa! Thahahahahat tihihihihickles!”

“No kidding, silly goof!” Inko teased, pausing to give him a playful raspberry.

“And I don’t hear you complaining about it,” Toshinori teased as he squeezed the boy’s knees.

“Gyahahahahahaaa! Hahahahahaha!”

“Aw, does it tickle?” Inko teased. “My little sweet precious! Still so silly and ticklish! Silly goof!”

“Eheheheheheheee! Mahahahahmahahahaaa!”

“What am I, chopped liver?”

“Dahahahahaaad! AIIEEEE! WAIT NO! NOT THERE!”

“Definitely there,” Inko chuckled. “Though just not for too long!”

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAT MY HIHIHIHIHIPS! EHEHEHEHEHEEEE! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Good grief! You really are a ticklish one, aren’t you?” Toshinori asked, grinning from ear to ear.

“YEAHAHAHAHAHAAA! EHEHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHORE! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Both adults stopped, giving him a chance to breath before they sat on either side of him and wrapped him up in a big, huge, warm hug.

Izuku was beaming, tears of laughter gathered at the corners of his eyes, still giggling occasionally, soaking up the physical affection and attention from his parents.

“You know, I have to wonder just where you got this ticklishness from,” Toshinori said.

“Oh no, don’t you dare!” Inko said, a wobbly smile already on her face.

“He’s pretty ticklish too,” Izuku whispered, but was easily heard by the two of them.

“And no wonder! He’s practically skin and bones!”

“What did you just say? Oh, you’re in for it now! C’mere wife!”

“Bahahahahaha!” Inko laughed at his phrasing as she scrambled away, quickly caught and tickled to the ground by her new husband - who didn’t escape without his fair share of tickles as well.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA! INKO! STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIT!”

“What’s the magic wooooord?”

“AHA!”

“Eeeeek! EHEHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOT FAHAHAHAIR! I’M GONNA EHEHEHEHE GEHEHEHET YOU FOR THAT, HUSBAHAHAHAND!”

“And I’m going to kiss you, wife!”

Izuku just smiled and went back to unpacking, a faint pink blush on his face, happy to have two parents who could have fun and be silly with each other. It was certainly a lot of fun for him, and by the looks of it, it was fun for them too!

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queenofcreatures14 · 1 year

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Mha request for Lee Todoroki and Ler Deku. In this scenario Todoroki is in a very bad cranky mood after spending the weekend with his dad. So Deku his boyfriend tries to ask what’s wrong and when todoroki refuses Deku brings out his weakness *also to cheer him up til he gives in.

A/N: Thank you for the request! I had a lot of fun with this one and ended up making it a lot softer than I intended! I hope you enjoy either way!! I'm SOOOO SORRY this took so long😭It's been sitting in my drafts for weeks😭

Lee: Todoroki

Ler: Midoriya

Word Count: 1,348

Warnings: None! (Slight angst at the end? Very brief)

Summary: See ask above ^💜

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"Are you okay, Shoto?"

"I'm fine, Midoriya." Todoroki said without looking up from his phone.

"Really? You seem like something is bothering you," Midoriya replied, scratching the back of his head. It was a semi-normal Tuesday night, and they were both seated together in Todoroki's dorm room. The owner of the room was seated on his bed, back against the wall and playing on his phone while Midoriya was seated on the floor, leaning against the bedframe and fiddling with one of his school notebooks.

It'd been a long day of school and training, and Midoriya's boyfriend had spent that entire day brooding and grouchy. Yesterday had been much the same. Actually, Todoroki had been acting this way since returning to the dorms Sunday night from spending the weekend "out." He'd refused to say where he'd gone, but Midoriya suspected it'd probably been to his house, based on the moodiness Todoroki was displaying.

"How many times must I say that I am fine before you hear me for once? God." Todoroki said, voice strained and annoyed. The peppermint hero seemed to backtrack, however, upon noticing the hurt expression on Deku's face. "I'm sorry. It's just... I'm tired, Izuku. It was a long weekend."

Midoriya hummed at that, turning onto his knees to face Todoroki, resting his arms on the edge of the bed. "You can talk to me, Shoto. It might help you feel better about whatever is bothering you."

"It's alright. I just want to relax," Todoroki replied, but the hesitation before he got the words out told Midoriya enough. He wanted to share; but it was still hard sometimes for Todoroki to open up after so many years of bottling things up.

Sometimes he just needed a bit of... encouragement. And Midoriya knew just the thing.

The greenette crawled up onto the bed and to his boyfriend. "Come cuddle with me." He said beckoningly, taking Todoroki's hand and pulling him away from the wall. After a moment, his boyfriend obeyed, setting his phone down on the bed and crawling towards him.

The moment he was a safe distance from the wall, Midoriya yanked Todoroki's wrist and flipped him down, pinning him gracefully down against the bed, belly-up.

Todoroki blinked up at him, surprised. "Izuku? What was that for?" His brows furrowed when Deku said nothing, sliding onto Todoroki's waist. "Come on, Izuku, I'm not in the mood for this. Get off m- Eep!" The tired demand was cut off with the most adorable squeak as Midoriya pinched his sides.

"Did you just say 'meep'?" Midoriya teased with a giggle, his hands now teasing under Todoroki's shirt to trace his sides. The peppermint hero's own hands slammed down, gripping Izuku's wrists.

"Izuku- No," Shoto said, trying to look serious, but failing thanks to the smile plastered to his face.

"Izuku, yes," Midoriya replied cheerfully before his hands came to life.

Todoroki threw his head back, laughter spilling out of him almost immediately as Izuku's hands spidered up and down his sides and ribs beneath his shirt. The half and half hero's' hands did nothing to stop the greenette.

"Ihihizukuhuhu!! N-Nahahahaha!! Whahahat are you d-doHOHOing?!!" Todoroki giggled out, shaking his head as his cheeks warmed with color.

"What does it look like I'm doing, peppermint?" Izuku teased back, smiling down at the half and half hero. "You've been moody since Sunday, and I want to know why."

"Ihihihihi told you, I'm fihihihiHIHIne!!!"

"No, you're not, and Im tired of you lying that you are. I won't stop tickling you until you tell me what's wrong."

Todoroki's laughter pitched at that, aided by Midoriya's fingers, which were slowly crawling up his ribs. He squirmed in Midoriya's ever-so-ticklish grasp but remained steadfastly where he was.

"Come on, gigglebox," Midoriya coaxed, smiling at the blush that brought to his boyfriend's cheeks.

"DohoHOhont call mehehehe thaha-AHAHAHA WAIT WAIT NOHOHO! IZUKUHUHU!" Todoroki cried when Midoriya's hands pinched their way up between Todoroki's arms, massaging into his armpits. Todoroki's head was thrown back, his laughter reaching new, adorable, heights as he was lost to hysterics.

"No?" Midoriya repeated with a playful smile. "What do you mean no, gigglebox? If you didn't like this, we both know you could freeze me and get me off you."

"SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUP!!" Todoroki managed to get out between giggly laughter, because they both knew Izuku was right, and Todoroki was obviously embarrassed at having been called out.

"That's not very nice, Sho," Midoriya scolded. "I'm being so good to you, cheering you up, and you're being mean in reply?" His fingers stilled their tickly dance at this, and Todoroki caught his breath, eyes on his boyfriend, cheeks pink.

"You're not being good to me, you're tickling me," Todoroki panted.

"Is there a difference?" He asked sweetly, causing Todoroki's face to erupt in a lovely shade of soft red. Midoriya scooted down his boyfriend's waist to his thighs, quickly switching around to face his lower legs.

"Izuku- Wait, wait, wa-ahahait!" Todoroki protested before his boyfriend's devious hands had him giggling beneath him as they traced Todoroki's feet.

"Tell me what's wrong, Shoto," Midoriya said, looking behind him to his lover's face. When he received no response, he dug in, fingernails dancing across the skin of Todoroki's feet. Shoto erupted into loud laughter, jerking beneath him as he threw his head back.

He was normally quite a quiet person, and that transferred to tickling, leaving the Todoroki in giggles and sometimes even squeaks. But when you got him in these two lovely sensitive spots - underarms and feet - it always had him squealing, sometimes enough to gain noise complaints from their surrounding classmates in their own dorm rooms.

"PLEHEHEASE!!" Shoto cried, jerking up into a sitting position in a vain attempt to stop his boyfriend's mischief. He threw his arms over Midoriya's shoulders, but failed to reach his feet or the greenette's arms to end the tickles. He collapsed into the boy's back instead, hands clenching the fabric of Midoriya's shirt as he trembled with mirth.

"OKAHAHAY OKAY OKAHEHEHE!!" He shrieked at last, pulling at Deku's shirt. "I'LL TELL, IHIHI'LL TELL, NO MOHOHOHORE I-KZUHUHUKUHUHU!!"

Midoriya stopped, laying his hands flat against Todoroki's feet as he glanced over his shoulder. "You okay, love?" He asked, worried he'd possibly gone a little overboard.

"Yehehes, Yes. I-I'm okahay," Shoto replied, still wracked with leftover giggles. Midoriya began smoothing his hands over Todoroki's feet, hoping to sooth away the leftover tingles from the tickly treatment. This helped, and after another few moments, Shoto caled down.

"I'm sorry," Shoto said at last, finally calmed. "I know I've been a bit of a pain. I just... I had a hard weekend with my father. He was giving me a lot of trouble over my training and... Over how much time I was spending with you." His arms snaked around Midoriya's waist, and Izuku abandoned his massage to lay his own over his boyfriend's, staring down at his lap sadly.

"I'm sorry, Shoto," He said honestly. "We both know Endeavor just likes to cause problems. Don't let him get you down, alright? And don't hide it, either. You should have come to me sooner. You can always talk to me about these things."

"I know." Todoroki's chin lifted to rest on Midoriya's shoulder, his eyes slipping closed, relaxed and safe with the other, and sleepy from his tickly exercise. "I apologize. I promise that I'll talk to you next time instead of shutting you out."

"You'd better," Midoriya said with a huff, smiling. "Now you know what happens when you don't."

"Hm... While that may be true..." The arms around his waist tightened, hands curling in. "In the future, you'll also know what happens after your little persuasions."

Midoriya gulped, his hands scrambling to grip Todoroki's wrists. "Sh-Shoto, Shoto, come on- I was just..! W-Wait, wahahait, wahAHAIT-! NOHOHO TICKLES!! SHOHOHOTO!!"

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queenofcreatures14 · 1 year

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3 requests u say! How about lee Shoto with with ler Aizawa, Yamada, and torshinori

If mine didn’t make it it’s fine ��

I also like when the lee says “I give”

Perfectly Progress

Todoroki gets mashed up falling out of a tree, and is partially paralyzed. He’s going crazy laying in bed all day, so his Sensei’s introduce a new physical therapy method to help him gain his movement back.

Lers! Aizawa, Yamada, Toshinori

Lee! Todoroki

Length: 🧁

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Todoroki couldn’t believe he’d gotten hurt like this. He was fine, but now he had to do physical therapy for a couple days to get himself back to normal.

It was boring. He had to have someone write down the answers to his homework for him while he regained total fine motor movement of his hands, but he could at least go to the bathroom by himself, thank goodness.

He’d just fallen out of a tree, much to his shagrin, and everyone had been giggling about it. And after the initial soreness had faded, he found it funny too.

But he was bored. It was boring being mostly stiff all the time and barely I being able to move. People came to visit him sometimes, in his room at the dorms, but it was rough when you couldn’t do much.

He was just bemoaning his bored, paralyzed state when he heard a knock at his door.

“Come in.”

“Senseis,” he said, smiling a bit. “Welcome.”

“How are you holding up, Todoroki?” Toshinori asked.

“Pretty good,” he said. “Tired, bored, ready to get back on my feet again.”

“Any progress on movement?” Yamada asked, patting his leg and sitting on the side edge of his bed.

“Some, but it’s too slow,” Todoroki said, barely keeping himself from whining.

“Well, we might have a way to help with that,” Aizawa said. “Which is why we’re here.”

“Oh?”

“We have word that you’ve made enough progress to warrant bigger and stronger tests for your physical therapy.”

“Really? This is the first I’m hearing of it.”

“We only just found out ourselves,” Toshinori said. “So we wanted to test you.”

Yamada chuckled. “I think what your Sensei means is we wanted to tickle you to see if it would help with your physical progress.”

Todoroki had a wobbly smile on his face as soon as he heard the word tickle. He chuckled a bit himself. “Why not?” he asked. “I’m willing to try anything at this point. If I have to spend another day in bed I’ll go crazy.”

“Alright,” Aizawa said with a grin. “Get ready kid, cause we’re not holding back.”

Three sets of hands descended on him at once, and while he couldn’t move much he could definitely feel everything. And boy, did it tickle!

“Tickle tickle little listener!”

“About time you cheered up kid.”

“Don’t try to fight it, young man,” Toshinori playfully scolded, tickling him all the more.

Todoroki was trying his best to hold back his laughter, but it was no use.

“Ehehehehehehe! Hahahahahaahaaa! Dohohohohon’t! Stahahahahap! Plehehehehease!” Todoroki begged throughout his incessant giggling, but everyone knew he didn’t mean it.

Yamada was tickling his feet, tracing patterns and scribbling and grinning extra wide when he hit a particularly ticklish spot that made him squeal.

“EEEEE! EHEHEHEHEHE!”

“Gitchy gitchy goo! Hahaha! Awww, did my silly teasing embarrass you? Huh? Aw, you silly ticklish little fella!”

The room was filled with the sound of Todoroki's laughter, and it was music to their ears. They always loved seeing him so carefree and happy.

“Ticklish?” Aizawa asked, kneading his sides and strumming his ribs. “I’m surprised you haven’t moved much. I can’t tell if you actually can’t move, or if you’re just trying really hard not to because you enjoy it so much.”

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!” Todoroki cackled, blushing red enough to match his burn scar.

“There’s nothing wrong with enjoying it!” Toshinori reminded him, tickling his tummy and belly button.

“GYAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The nerves wiggling and jiggling at the tickling sensations did, in fact, help him regain some movement! But before he could celebrate it, Toshinori gave him a raspberry.

“AAAIIIEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE! SEHEHEHEHEHNSEIII NOOOO! NAHAHAT THE RASPBERRIEHEHEHEHES!”

“Aww! Hahahaha!”

“Tickle tickle!”

“Iiiii’m gonna getcha!”

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they stopped tickling him. Todoroki was panting and gasping for breath, but he had a huge smile on his face.

"That was so much fun!" Todoroki exclaimed, still catching his breath. He couldn’t hold back his emotions anymore and was nothing more than a happy, silly, giggling child in that moment. “And I can move a lot better now, thank you Senseis,” he said sincerely.

The Senseis laughed and ruffled his hair, happy to see their student enjoying himself. They knew that being a hero was a serious business, but it was important to have fun and let loose once in a while.

“Get some rest now, Todoroki,” Toshinori said, helping him settle back in and tucking him into bed. “You deserve it, you did a great job with that physical therapy exercise,” he said with a wink.

Todoroki just smiled and settled in, snuggling up into the pillow.

“Sleep well, little listener,” Yamada said, putting his teddy bear in Todoroki’s arm.

“Alright kid, we’ll see you tomorrow,” Aizawa said. “You did good kid, you did good.” He gave his shoulder a squeeze, then headed out with the other Senseis.

And Todoroki yawned and slept soundly, happily exhausted from all those tickles,which were the perfect progress for his physical therapy and finally having things go back to normal.

The end!

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queenofcreatures14 · 1 year

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Aaaaa! That is exciting! Can I ask for something with Aizawa, Hizashi and Shinsou? I am WEAK for them being a silly family (or just two characters from those three, if you want too!)

“Heh, yeah. They’re good socks. I didn’t think they would be, but they’re super comfy. I’m wearing them right now,” Shinsou said, talking on the phone to his boyfriend Kaminari. “Well, nobody’s home so they won’t see them. I’d die of embarrassment if they did. I mean, I’m in highschool! What highschooler likes being tickled? And besides, what if they interpreted it the wrong way?” he sighed. “You’re right, you’re right. That’s the last thing they’d think. I’m just…I don’t know Denks…I’m just nervous about them finding out, that’s all. It’s silly, and it’s goofy, and harmless, but it’s still…embarrassing.”

Little did Shinsou know that his dads had just come home after dropping off Eri at Kayama’s house for the day. They’d caught the tail end of his conversation, but they both exchanged a look and nod that said respect his privacy and not ask about whatever it was. Even though they were extremely curious.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. Shinsou spent the rest of the afternoon studying while Yamada cooked dinner, and Aizawa relaxed in front of the TV.

Shinsou came out a few minutes later, smiling as he smelled the delicious dinner that his Papa was cooking. “Mmmm,” he hummed. “That smells good. What is it?” he asked.

Yamada turned from the stove and grinned. “Your favorite!”

“Did I mention you’re the best parent ever?”

“Several times,” Yamada chuckled.

Aizawa snorted. “Pffft, and what am I? Chopped liver?” he asked.

His son smirked, walked over to the couch, sat down, and then promptly put his feet in his Dad’s lap. “No,” he said. “You’re my footrest.”

Aizawa rolled his eyes. “Very funny,” he said.

“Well, Papa’s always telling me to get my feet off the coffee table,” Shinsou said with a slight shrug. “Where else am I supposed to put them?”

“How about the floor?” Yamada called from the kitchen, the amusement evident in his voice.

As Shinsou was distracted by his Papa’s response, Aizawa caught glimpse of his son’s socks, which read:

‘If you can read this, tickle my feet.’

Shinsou yelped in surprise, and Aizawa snickered.

“Dad! What was that for?” he asked, scowling and blushing, embarrassed.

“Hey, you’re the one wearing the socks,” his Dad said with a shrug. “What did you think was gonna happen?”

Shinsou’s entire face went red. He’d totally forgotten he was wearing them. Aizawa grabbed his ankle and said, “Zashi, get over here,” he said.

“No! Nonono!” Shinsou cried, burying his burning face behind his hands.

Yamada chuckled and took a seat on the coffee table, grabbing his other foot. “Say the word if you want us to stop, kiddo,” he said, his tone playful.

Shinsou let out an embarrassed groan, then promptly burst into giggles as his two dads started tickling his feet.

“Hehehehehehey! You guhuhuhuhuys! Gah! Stahahahahahap thahahahahahat!” Shinsou giggled. He pounded his fists on the couch and threw his head back in laughter as they tickled him under his toes. “I dohohohon’t like being tihihihihihickled!” he lied.

“If you didn’t like it so much, then why are you wearing the socks, huh?” Yamada asked, teasing.

“Dehehehenki gave them to mehehehehe!”

Aizawa skittered his fingers all over his arches, while Yamada tickled the balls of his feet.

“Doesn’t explain why you’re wearing them though,” Aizawa said. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you like being tickled, don’t you?”

Shinsou squealed in embarrassment and renewed his efforts to escape, somehow managing to get his ankles out of his Dads grip. He jumped up and ran away, the two of them hot on his heels. Childlike giggles bubbled up in his throat at the silly playfulness of it all, further encouraging the silliness from his two dads.

“Iiiii’m gonna get youuuu!” Aizawa called.

“You’ll never escape the tickle monster! Raaaawr!” Yamada growled playfully.

Shinsou shrieked and ran down the hall and into their bedroom. But before he could dive under the covers, they caught up to him. They flopped onto the bed, sandwiching him between them, and then tickled his sides and tummy and ribs, eliciting more precious laughter and squeals from their child.

“Pffft! Ahahahahahahaha! Nononononono! Ehehehehehe! Nahahat there! Plehehehehease!” Shinsou pleaded as Aizawa went towards his hip and Yamada towards his bellybutton.

“Not here?” Aizawa asked, squeezing his hip.

“YEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“And what about here? Is your itty bitty little belly button ticklish? Hmm?” Yamada asked, circling around it a few times before getting in there and really giving it a good tickle. “It’s so fun to play with you like this, honey! You’re so cute like this!”

“DAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD! PAHAHAHAHAHAPAHAHAHAHAHAAA!”

Shinsou thought his face was going to split, and he felt tears spill down his cheeks. “NO MOHOHOHOHORE!” he begged, and instantly, they stopped tickling him and gave him a minute to breathe before they spoke again.

“You okay, kid?” Aizawa asked.

“Yeheheheheah,” Shinsou said, still giggling.

Yamada began to massage his scalp. “We didn’t go too far, did we?”

“Nohoho, you’re fine,” he said, sighing contentedly and melting into the touch. “You guys don’t think I’m weird?”

“Not at all,” Aizawa assured him. “Heck, we enjoy it too.”

“Really?” Shinsou asked, both relieved and surprised.

“Really,” Yamada said. “It’s just fun,” he said with a grin, ruffling his hair.

Aizawa rubbed his stomach gently, making sure not to accidentally tickle him. “Never be ashamed of something you enjoy,” he said.

Shinsou blushed a little, but nodded, a little smile on his face. He slowly sat up and stretched, then cracked his neck. He wrapped his arms around Aizawa and hugged him for a moment, then sneakily tickled his side, eliciting a deep chuckle from the man.

“Zashi, I think we’ve got a tickle monster on our hands.”

“Actually, you’ve got two,” Yamada teased, joining in on the other side, making his man giggle. “Now come on Sho! Give us that laugh!”

Aizawa tried to fight it, but quickly gave in and laughed as he was tickled, enjoying the feeling of the tickling nerves, but more than that, enjoying the affectionate play he could share with his family.

The end!

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queenofcreatures14 · 1 year

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Baby Mine, Say Goodbye

Something horrible happens to one of the students, and causes them to have a mental break. Will she be able to recover?

TW: Medical talk, body talk, blood, injury, infertility, mental break, mental breakdown, angst

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Sometimes, Aizawa wondered how he could do this job. He could tolerate the sleepless nights, staying up late, grading papers. He could tolerate the playful screaming of his students running up and down the hall doing who knows what. He could tolerate the bad attitudes and dishing out discipline to these juvenile delinquents as he occasionally called him.

But what he couldn’t tolerate, what he couldn’t stand was this.

A student had a mental break.

And it was bad.

Principal Nezu had recently expressed his desire that the students have more realistic training.

“With all due respect, sir,” Aizawa said, “We’ve got complete replica’s of buildings and cities. How much more realistic can you get?”

Nezu smiled. “Well, we have some rehabilitated villains who want to reduce their sentence or get let off early for good behavior. I’ve discussed the possibility of a proposal of allowing them to fight against our students to give them better practice.”

“You’re joking, right?”

“Absolutely not. Our security team would be nearby if the hired convicts went rogue, but given their low sentences and rigorous psychological examinations - I highly doubt that will happen.”

Aizawa opened his mouth to argue, but stopped when the principal raised an eyebrow.

“I think this will be quite beneficial for them, Aizawa.”

The scruffy man sighed, admitting defeat. “Well, you’re the principal,” he said. “But for the record, I still think it’s a bad idea.”

And it was.

For the first few weeks, everything went great. The kids actually got to know their opponents, and in talking to the lower-offense criminals, they actually seemed to be getting along and learning about the hero side of things, becoming all the more motivated to improve their own lives.

For the first few weeks, everything went fine.

Until that day.

The day the program was halted and seriously re-considered and plans to change things were made.

The guttural scream that pierced the air made time stand still. The simulation stopped, and everybody froze.

Momo screamed, hands between her thighs. She shakily looked at her hands, gasping for breath. They were covered in blood. The realization hit her and the pain came back in waves with a vengeance. She screamed again and let out wails that could only be described as heart broken.

Everyone was cleared out, except Iida, who’d become her best guy friend since they met. And it was only natural with them being Rep. and Vice Rep. of the class.

“P-P-Please…,” she begged. “I j-just need someone s-s-stable right now…owwww!”

Iida nodded and blinked back his tears, holding her hand. He couldn’t think of anything to say, so he just stayed with her, and held her hand.

She stayed in the infirmary overnight, with recovery girl and a few other doctors looking after her.

Aizawa walked to the infirmary with his heart pounding, Yamada and Toshinori behind him.

“Ah, good, you three are here,” Recovery Girl said. She waved her hand and gave a signal to send all the other doctors out of the room. “You’ll be grateful and happy to know that there’s mostly no lasting physical damage, and so far she’s been completely healed for the most part. However, she did lose a lot of blood, so she’ll need to rest for the next few days. There’s only so much I can do, what with accelerating the body’s healing process. Sometimes the body has to heal on it’s own. And with her blood returning back to it, I’m afraid that’s how it has to be.”

“Okay, so she has to rest for a few days, no problem! We’ll make sure the little listener still gets all her homework and assignments and—”

“Chiyo…,” Toshinori spoke the words Aizawa didn’t want to say or hear. “There’s something else, isn’t there?”

Aizawa felt it in the core of his being. He had an inkling of what it was based on her injuries, and prayed it wouldn’t be true.

“Due to where she was kicked - and how strongly, I’m afraid there’s been irreparable damage to her womb.”

Toshinori’s throat tightened. “You don’t mean…”

Yamada went pale.

“Impossible. From a single kick?”

“With that degree of strength and accuracy? Yes. Her fallopian tubes were dislodged and permanent damage was done. That, plus the fall onto that jutting out piece of concrete in the rubble - well, it’s lucky she didn’t get pierced in half.”

“So what does all this mean?” Aizawa asked, already knowing the answer.

“Momo Yaoyorozu will never bear children.”

The seven days at the dorm felt like someone had died. And, in a way, someone had. Momo had a mental break.

Although she wanted to be a hero, it was only going to be for a decade or so before she wanted to settle down with Jirou and start a family.

She often talked about being a mother, how she’d do things, and how much she looked forward to it. She had a motherly attitude she sometimes had towards her classmates, and the little kids they rescued.

Everyone watched her tenderness with others and just knew that she’d be a great mother someday.

“Are…what are you saying?”

“I’m saying, Momo, that…you physically cannot bear children.”

Momo began to sob. “No! Nonono! Recovery Girl you must be wrong! Scan me again! Cure me again! Do SOMETHING!”

And so, Recovery Girl re-did all the tests, then watched sadly as the distraught teenager ran out of the room, crying hysterically.

She was caught by Jirou.

“What happened? Are you alright?” She asked. “What did Recovery Girl say?”

“Don’t hate me,” Momo begged, tears running down her face. “Please.”

Jirou anxiously searched her eyes, taking in a breath.

“I-Iida!” Momo cried, seeing him down the hall and running towards him.

Iida caught her in a tight hug and soothed her the best he could. He shared a knowing look with Jirou, promising to take care of her. Sometimes, you needed your best friend, and couldn’t handle talking to anyone else. And this was one of those moments.

“Iida…Tenya…Tenya, I can’t have kids…,” Momo whimpered. “I-I can’t ha-ave ki-i-ids!” She wailed.

Unfortunately, Jirou heard her and ran off, tears in her eyes.

The first two days were filled will uncontrollable sobbing, her being calm one minute, then crying the next. Lots of liquids, lots of fluids, everyone made sure she stayed hydrated and had medicine for any potential headaches. She cried so hard once that she threw up when Yamada was visiting her, and after being tended to, promptly fell asleep.

The next day, Aizawa called in Momo’s parents - who were surprisingly cold and judgmental. Something about her being the last heir and not being able to continue their fortune bloodline.

A psychologist was also called, who assessed her, then talked to the Senseis about what to do. And after class on that day, Aizawa gathered everyone into the common room.

“She’s going to be acting strange for a few days, and to prevent anything else from happening, it’s best to just play along for now until her brain makes sense of everything that happened.”

“Yes Sensei.”

“How crazy are we talking about here?” Bakugou asked.

“Strange, not crazy,” Toshinori admonished.

Yamada took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. Then he sat everyone down and told the story of a woman he’d worked with before he became a big DJ radio personality and pro-hero. “Alright, I’ll tell you what’s going to happened. Diane, an American coworker I had a while back, struggled with the same thing. Mentally I mean, and physically.”

At first, Momo acted as if she was pregnant and started carrying around a little rolled up towel and treating it like a baby.

“Isn’t he adorable?”

“Aww! Did you see that yawn?”

“Oh! Somebody’s hungry! I’ll be right back!”

Those who weren’t engaging with her did their best to hide their sadness and worry from her, and those who didn’t only managed to get themselves cuddled and soothed as if they were small children.

That was the next stage, taking the motherly nature and emphasizing it. Wiping Kaminari’s mouth for him and praising him when he ate all his food and cleaned his plate, taking over Sato’s baking and calling him Mommy’s little helper in the kitchen, helping Izuku with his homework and praising him for writing his name correctly.

She braided and brushed the girls hair, and read them stories, gave them lots of hugs and kisses and seemed to be doing better, you could tell just from the look in her eyes, and the fact that the color had begun to come back into her cheeks.

Aizawa did everything he could, he took her for a lot walks in the park to get some fresh air and watch the children play. He even went so far as to take her to the store and buy her a baby doll, then spent the rest of the afternoon buying baby clothes and baby shoes. She paid for them, but was extremely grateful for his company. He’d made her so happy.

After buying the clothes, she hugged him tightly, despite the bags and coffee in hand.

“Thank you Dad,” she whispered.

“I love you sweetheart,” he returned, his voice filled with emotion. “I’m so proud of you. And so is your mother. We both are.”

If her real parents wouldn’t support her, then darn right he and Yamada would.

Speaking of, Yamada was made mother and Toshinori grandfather. They both willingly played along for her sake of getting better, but sadly wondered how long this would go on.

They didn’t have to wonder for long.

The next day, Kirishima was looking around the common room couches for the remote, and was now crawling around the floor, looking under the couches.

He hadn’t noticed when she’d come in and sat down, until -

“Hi Baby! What are you doing? Are you crawling around? Oh wow! You’re getting to be such a big boy! Cuddle? You wanna cuddle? Yes you do! Come! Come to Mama!”

Kirishima did, then quickly found himself wrapped around her like a koala, resting his head on her chest and shoulder.

She held him and rubbed his back for a while, then said, “I lost my little baby. My little babies. I was gonna be a Mama, but now…now I lost my chance to be a Mama. And it hurt. My heart hurt, and it still does but…I don’t feel so sad. I didn’t want to at first, but I talked with Jirou last night and I found out she doesn’t hate me. She loves me. Even though I can’t ever give her any babies.”

Kirishima couldn’t think of anything to say, so he stayed quiet.

“And there’s always adoption, right Kirishima? Maybe this was how things were meant to be. Maybe I’m meant to adopt my little baby, not give birth to it. Besides, I have plenty of time before then, and until then, I have the greatest family. Everyone here.”

She hugged him tighter and rubbed his back, unaware that Aizawa had come in at the last minute and caught the last bit of conversation where she seemed to come back to her senses.

He let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding and thanked the universe that she’d be alright. A few days later, she was pretty much back to her normal self. The class was relieved and celebrated her, giving her little presents and cake and treats, and just doing extra nice things for her, favors and the like. Anything extra they could do to show her that she was loved.

On Saturday evening, Momo took a long shower, then sat in her bed, journaling peacefully.

‘I may not be able to biologically create my own family, but I realize now that I have the best family I could ever ask for right in front of me. The one I found.’

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queenofcreatures14 · 1 year

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Wake Up Call

Nothing to say other than I’ve wanted to write something like this for a while :) enjoy! 🌻

Lee: Shinsou

Ler: Aizawa

It was spring break for the students and teachers of UA, meaning everyone went home for the week. Meaning Shinsou was finally spending his first few days in the house his dads owned.

Shinsou had plans with friends in a few hours and asked Aizawa to wake him up around this time. His already existing sleep problems paired with an unfamiliar environment made it hell for him to fall asleep. So of course, he wouldn’t wake up on his own well now that he was out.

Aizawa, despite having permission to enter the room to wake his sleeping son, gave a gentle knock on the door before opening it quietly. He approached Shinsou’s bed and lightly shook his shoulder, “Hey, kiddo. Time to get up.” He spoke, getting a small tired groan in response.

“No, don’t be like that. You asked me to wake you up.” Aizawa spoke, continuing to shake Shinsou as he pulled the covers over his head.

“Five more minutes, please.” Shinsou mumbled out in his mostly asleep state before completely drifting off again.

Aizawa narrowed his eyes slightly, “no, five minutes turns into 15 and before you know it, you’re late. Wake up.” He spoke and waited a moment only to be met with his son softly snoring. “Hitoshi?”

He stared at the sleeping boy for a moment then sighed. “Alright, you asked for this.” Aizawa warned, repositioning himself slightly before finding Shinsou’s sides through the blanket and digging in.

It was safe to say, Shinsou wasn’t asleep much longer, “NohoHOHOHO! DAHAHAHAD!” Shinsou cackled and wildly kicked his legs as he squirmed, kicking his blanket off. Aizawa smirked.

“I told you to get up. Now you have to suffer the consequences.” He shrugged and squeezed at Shinsou’s hips. His whole body jerked as his laughter increased an octave.

“OKAY! OKAHAY, I’M UHUHUHUHUP!” Shinsou practically screamed and shoved at Aizawa’s shoulder. Aizawa chuckled and let up just a little.

“Do you mean it?” He asked as Shinsou giggled and squirmed. He never made it too long when it came to tickles.

“Yehehehes! I mehehean ihihit. I’m uhup.” Shinsou pleaded and gave up trying to shove Aizawa away.

Aizawa finally quit tickling Shinsou and ruffled his messy bed hair, “Alright. Let me know when you’re ready to go, I’ll drop you off.” He spike as he exited Shinsou’s room.

“Yeheah. Ohokay.” Shinsou said more to himself, still giggling as he sat up.

Shinsou got out of bed after a few more minutes and got ready before leaving with Aizawa. It wasn’t that bad of a way to be woken up.

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☕🍮Tickletober: Competition 🍮☕ Throwing the Match

Lers! Todoroki, Momo

Lee! Bakugou

Length: 🎃

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“Alright you two, that’s enough,” Aizawa scolded. “You can compete later. Right now, I want you to focus on training your own quirks. If you two start another fight or have another contest, you’ll sit on the bench for the rest of training and both of you will be washing dishes tonight.”

“And tonight’s Yamada-Sensei’s night to cook,” Todoroki said. “And there’s always a lot of dishes after he cooks.”

Bakugou scowled. “Fine. We’ll settle this later,” he said, then stalked off.

A short while later, Bakugou went looking for Todoroki. Supper would be ready in an hour, and he wanted to beat this candy cane’s ass before then so he could eat in peace and relax with Kirishima afterwards.

He found him and Momo in a small clearing behind the dorm, practicing their self-defense techniques and close combat.

“Hey! IcyHot! You ready to do this?”

“Sure,” Todoroki said, blank faced.

“Ooh, can I join?”

“A three-way competition does sound fun but–”

“NO WAY! I don’t have beef with you, ponytail. This is just between me and him.”

Momo frowned and crossed her arms. “Fair enough, but you’ll need a mediator to make sure things stay fair and to make sure things don’t get out of hand.”

Todoroki nodded in agreement, then looked over at Bakugou who groaned.

“Ugh, fine! Just stay out of my way!”

The two boys got in a fighting stance and were about to charge towards each other when–

“Wait!”

“WHAT???”

“You guys haven’t picked a reward yet,” Momo said. “How about, whoever wins, gets bragging rights, and whoever loses gets tickled by the winner and myself!”

The two looked at each other, then back at Momo, then back at each other.

“I’m down. Let’s go.”

“Fine. Come at me, IcyHot!”

The two fought well, and Momo made sure they followed the rules and that they fought fairly. However, she couldn’t help but notice that Bakugou wasn’t in his usual form today. He seemed…off. Well, he was just as loud and angry as ever, but his moves seemed off.

“You’re slacking off,” Todoroki remarked.

“NO, I AM NOT SLACKING OFF!” Bakugou shouted, only to be knocked to the ground and have the wind knocked out of him.

Momo rushed over. “Bakugou, are you okay?”

“I’m fine ponytail bitch! Ugh!” he grumbled, moving to sit up.

“Good!” she said. “Because that means it’s time for the loser’s prize! Tickle tickle!”

Todoroki smirked and wiggled his fingers teasingly.

Bakugou backed up and was willed back down to the ground, a wobbly smile and slight blush already on his face.

Momo pinned his wrists between her knees and started tickling his upper armpits, while Todoroki straddled his waist and tickled his ribs.

Bakugou tried to hold out at first, but he didn’t last very long. “PFFFT! Hahahahahaha! Dahahahahamn it!”

“I’m surprised you lost,” Todoroki taunted, lightly squeezing and tickling his belly. “You never lose. Well, you never lose according to your point of view.”

“Ahahahahahahaha!” Bakugou thrashed the little that he could, his blush deepening at Todoroki’s comment.

“Tickle, tickle, Bakugouuu~” Momo sang, going for his neck now and making childlike giggles come out of him.

“Ehehehehehehe!” Bakugou scrunched his neck, forgetting he was supposed to complain and call them names. It felt…good. It made him happy. It was the one way he could indulge in physical affection outside of being with Kirishima.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he likes being tickled,” Todoroki said, swirling teasy circles around his belly button, making him giggle with anticipation.

“Thahahahahat’s nohohohohohot true! Hahahaha!”

“Oh, isn’t it?” Momo purred, slowing down her tickling and keeping her wiggling fingers just above his death spot. “Because I could have sworn you threw that match just so you’d get tickled.”

Bakugou shook his head, then let out a little squeak when Todoroki placed his hands on his ribs.

“You wanna admit it?” he asked, smirking evilly.

Bakugou blushed deeper and shook his head, refusing to give them the dignity of an answer.

“Let’s get him!” Todoroki said, and then the two of them started tickling him at once.

Momo’s fingers flurried over his death spot just above his ribs, while Todoroki tickled up and down his ribs and in between like he was both playing and thoroughly cleaning a xylophone.

Bakugou happily screamed and kicked his legs like he was running a marathon, definitely purposefully kicking his classmate a few times. “AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Awww, look at you!” Momo cooed. “You’re so cute when you’re being tickled. I can see why Kirishima likes you.”

“SHUHHUHUHUHUT UP! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“You sure didn’t shut up in training earlier,” Todoroki said, though it was clear he wasn’t really mad. “You act like you’re tough but you’re not. You’re just ticklish.”

“SOHOHOHOHOHO AHAHAHAHARE YOU!”

Bakugou laughed, the giggly tickly shockwaves lighting up his nerves bringing him so much joy that he snorted.

“Ohoho, I’m nahahat denying it!” Todoroki giggled. “You going to admit you threw the match?”

They both paused, giving him a chance to breathe so he could answer.

“Never,” Bakugou said, grinning.

Todoroki sighed, rolling his eyes fondly. He shooed Momo’s hands away and used his quirk to make his fingers cold, then he began tickling Bakugou’s worst spot.

Bakugou broke in a matter of seconds.

“AHAHAHAHAAAAA! NO! NONONO! IT’S COHOHOHOHOLD! AHAHAHAHAHA! DAHAHAHAHAMN IT! OKAY OKAY I AHAHAHAHADMIT IT! EHEHEHEHEHE! I THREHEHEHEW THE MAHAHAHATCH NOW QUIHIHIHIT IT AHAHAHALREADY!”

Todoroki stopped instantly and got off of him. “See, now was that so hard?”

Bakugou turned his head and blushing face away to avoid looking at him. He glanced back at Momo, still giggling a bit and trying to catch his breath. “I’m sorry I called you ponytail bitch, ponytail.”

Surprised, but nonetheless touched, Momo leaned down and kissed his forehead. She smiled at him. “All’s forgiven!” she said. “Water?”

Bakugou grabbed the bottle from her and drank greedily, grateful they’d brought a whole cooler of the stuff. “Thanks,” he managed to say between gulps. Finally, he slowed down after nearly choking to death because he drank too damn fast. Then he settled back and leaned against a nearby tree and rested, slowly drinking his water and watching the sun set. ‘Man,’ he thought, a slight smile on his face. ‘That was one hell of a competition.’

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