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giggly-squiggily · 5 months

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Babysitter's Guide To Watching Eri (My Hero Academia)

Heyo! This is a gift for the ever amazing @thatbigbisexual29 A while back we were talking about Bakugou and Eri and how cute they'd be as a duo, and thus; this fic has been born! This is pretty self indulgent and likely OOC but who cares- it's Bakugou and Eri! I hope y'all like it! :D

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Summary: In an unexpected turn of events, Bakugou is tasked with babysitting Eri for the day.

When it came to looking after Eri, a few faces immediately came to mind.

First of course was Mirio. The kind hearted hero adored the girl and would bend over backwards to entertain her whenever Aizawa and Mic had hero work to attend to. It didn’t matter what was going on- he was ready to rush over and play whenever needed.

The next was Midoriya. If Mirio was busy or they simply desired another playmate, they’d grab the freckled boy from his studies and invite him over. He’d run through the door with a proud “I am here!” that left Eri squealing in glee and Mirio chucking at how into his role he got for the little girl.

There were others; Nejiri who was always down to play dress up and princess tea party with Eri; Shinsou who helped her with her drawings and watched movies with her; and the U-A girls like Uraraka and Tsuyu who always took her to fun places like the space zone or the aquarium, pointing out cool things and treating her to snacks.

Alas- none of those options were available today for Eri. Mirio and Nejire had work, Midoriya and the girls were finishing their internships, and Shinsou was in extra classes for the hero course. Things were rather…tense as the realization hit them.

“What are we gonna do? We can’t bring her with us during our patrol!” Mic was pacing around the room back and forth in thought, just barely avoiding pulling out his hair. “And all the pro’s are busy- oh man why of all the days!”

“We’ll figure it out. We just need to find someone on short notice.” Aizawa slumped forward in his seat, trying to think. Who was available with no plans today? “Yaoyorozu maybe?”

“Yeah! No…wait- Midnight needed her.” Mic deflated. “Oh! What about Tokoyami?”

“Hawks.” They said at the same time, shaking their heads. “Nearly all the students are being taken up for missions right now- it’s not fair to expect them to bail for our sake. What do we do…” Mic doubled over the desk, holding his head.

Just then- an answer walked through the door.

“Hey- Mr. Aizawa, Best Jeanist texted. He said he wouldn’t be able to take me with him today- some emergency came up.” Bakugou knocked before poking his head through the door, looking a bit disgruntled. “Should I see if Endeavor needs more hands?”

Aizawa and Mic looked at eachother.

“Endeavor has plenty of hands.” Aizawa spoke, finalizing their decision. “However, we do need a favor…”

~~~

A babysitter job. Him- babysitting!

Good grief.

“Okay- here’s everything she’ll need. Eri’s fairly independent, so really the only thing you need to do is entertain her while we’re gone.” Mic had handed him a whole list- A LIST! Of things Eri liked. Everything from her favorite toys to her favorite drinks and snacks- all the movies she loved and games she usually played, etc. etc.

“We should be back a little after lunchtime so if you could take care of that; we have pre-made meals in the fridge, you just need to heat them up. Oh- and careful with the microwave; we don’t know what happened but it’s acting weird. Try not to hit any odd numbers, kay?”

“Odd numbers-wait; how long did you say?” Bakugou stammered as Mic bounced out the door, putting on his hero face. “Is this an all day thing?”

“Is that a problem?” Aizawa raised a brow. “Do you have anything planned today?”

“Well…no, I just…I’m not-” Bakugou waved his arms, feeling a bit helpless. “I’m not exactly great with kids.”

Aizawa softened, reaching out and patting Bakugou’s shoulder. “From what I’ve heard, you did fine with the kids during your remedial classes.”

“That’s only because they were a bunch of snot nosed brats. Plus I had help” Bakugou grumbled.

“That was a bunch of kids. This is Eri- the farthest thing from a brat.” Aizawa squeezed his arm before pulling back, adjusting his scarf. “She’s a good girl and doesn’t need much. Try not to scare her. You know how you can be.”

“I’m not-” Bakugou growled, then snapped his mouth shut when he realized he was proving Aizawa’s point. “Fine. I’ll be…gentle.”

“Thank you again, Bakugou. We truly appreciate it.” Aizawa nodded before heading out, officially leaving Eri in the teen’s care.

“...Heh. Okay, squirt- where do we even-” Bakugou turned to face her but found…nothing. She was nowhere to be seen. “Eri? Hey, where are you?”

Poking his head down the hall, he found her hiding behind a door frame, peeking at him. “You good, kid?”

Eri seemed…scared. Bakugou winced at himself; he hadn’t even talked to her today yet and he already scared her. Sighing, he squatted down to her level, offering a hand. “Look- I know I seem scary, but I promise I’m not gonna yell at you. Whatever you want to do today, we can do, alright?”

The girl seemed to relax some, her expression still nervous. Slowly, she crept towards him, little hands folded on her chest as she looked at her feet. “Sorry…”

“Huh? Why are you apologizing?” She winced at his tone. He internally punched himself. “Er-sorry. Why are you apologizing? You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You have to watch me. I ruined your day.” She sounded close to tears. Bakugou felt his chest hurt. Did she hear him calling after Mic?

“No, no kid- you didn’t ruin anything. My day hasn’t even started yet.” With some hesitation, he reached out and patted her head, making her look up. “If you heard me talking to your papa, it wasn’t anything bad about you, I swear. I just don’t know how to…” he waved a hand between them, shrugging in such a manner that he got a smile. “But we can figure this out. We can play whatever you want- including…” He looked at the list, wincing. “Fairy Princess Ball.”

Eri giggled, her nerves easing away as she bounced up to him. “I love that game! But I always play it with Neji. I want to play something else.”

“Sure kid, let’s see.” Bakugou looked at the list once more, but Eri put her hands over it, pushing it down with a headshake.

“No list! I want to play something new.” She looked up at him, eyes dancing. “Something you came up with…erm…”

“Bakugou.” He gave her his name, watching her light up. “But I guess Katsuki is fine if you want.”

“Ba…Baku..” She stammered on the words, then she looked at him. “Kacchy.”

“Close enough.”

~~~

“Ahoy my crew! We’re approaching deadly waters!” Eri cried from her pillow fort on the couch, holding a circular cushion in her small hands like a steering wheel. “They say a mean old sea monster lives here- we must be careful!”

“Oi who you calling old-er I mean…Grrrrrrr!” Eri giggled at the growling heard beneath a nearby blue blanket, slowly getting closer and closer to her “ship”. Behind her, her crew of squishmellows sat aligned, all dressed in pirate outfits and ready to assist.

“Do you hear that? It’s getting closer!” Eri looked around, pushing up her pirate hat as she searched for the monster. “Let’s turn to-”

“ROAR!” Bakugou shot from the blanket, a dragon hat on his head as he raised his arms high. Eri squealed, falling back in her pillows with a giggly shriek. “I’m a sea monster! And I’m gonna eat your boat!”

“Noo! Quick- Yuki! Save us!” Eri chucked her nearest Squishmellow at him, watching it bounce off his chest harmlessly. Bakugou flailed backwards anyway, pretending to be hit. “Go, go!”

“Gah! No! Not the dreaded squish!” He cried out as she assaulted him with squishmellow after squishmellow, finally jumping on him when she ran out. “Ah! No! It’s the Pirate Princess Eri!”

“That’s right! And I’m gonna take you out, Mr. Sea Monster! Take THIS!” She shot her hands out, scribbling them all over his belly with reckless abandon.

“AH! Ahehahahahhaa! Whahahahit- wahahhhahait I didiihihihihn’t agrehehehehehehehee to thihihihihiihs!” Bakugou spasmed with a yelp, not at all prepared for such acts! Semi buried beneath squishmellows, the blonde laughed and squirmed, fighting the urge to curse in front of Eri. “Ehahhhahahhaha, you brahhahahahhat! This ihihhihihihisn’t fahahahhahair!”

“He he he! Looks like you’re no match for the great Eri-EHH!” The little girl squealed when Bakugou suddenly lunged, gathering her up and gently tickling her back. “Ahehahahahahahahaha! Kahahhaahahahchy!”

“Who’s Kacchy? I’m the dreadful sea monster, remember? Forget eating your ship, I’m gonna eat YOU!” He roared playfully as he carried on tickling her, making Eri squeal and kick in glee. “I’m gonna roll you in flour, bake you and then eat you up bones and all!”

“Ahehahhhahahhaa! Nohohohoohohohoo!” Eri rolled out of his arms, running for her boat. “Stahhahay awhawhhahahay!” She squealed through her giggles as she grabbed her squishmellow, smacking him with it. “Tahhake that!”

“Oh, it is ON!” He grabbed the smallest squish he could find, lightly swatting back at her as she laughed herself silly. For someone so small, she sure could pack a hit!

RIIIIIP!

“Oh no!” Eri cried, freezing Bakugou in his spot. The squishmellow she was using to attack had suddenly ripped open- a huge gaping hole in the side. Stuffing rolled down the couch, littering the floor. “Yuki…”

Yuki…oh shit. That was one of her favorite toys from the list.

“Oh man, kid…” Bakugou paled upon looking at the mess. Eri’s eyes filled with tears.

Bakugou looked at her, then at the toy. Then he sighed, pulling off the dragon hat.

“No tears, Doctor Eri. We have a patient to fix.” He announced, making her look up. “Hang on- I have something that can fix Yuki.

~~~

“I didn’t know you could sew!” Eri sat wide eyed as she watched Bakugou carefully stitch back up her toy, his handiwork slow but consistent. “Where’d you learn that?”

“A hero has tons of tricks.” Bakugou grinned at her, pushing the fallen stuffing back in as he went along. “My parents are in the fashion business. My dad makes clothes while my mom models them. I helped them out a few summers- mainly just taking care of rips and tears in the clothes.”

“Wow…” Eri leaned into her hands, taking it all in. “Papa…he got me Yuki as a present when I first started living here.”

Ah. That made sense why the plush was so faded. It also explained Eri’s reaction. “Did he now?”

“Mm-hm! He came home with it one day- told me it was a present for my birthday!” Eri smiled at the memory, cheeks flushing with fondness for her adoptive parents. “It wasn’t really my birthday, but it was the first real gift from Daddy and Papa- I love it very much.”

Bakugou didn’t have much to say about that, finishing off the last stitch before puffing Yuki up some. “There we go. Good as new- er; minus the big scar.”

Eri practically tackled him, hugging his arm with a teary grin. “Thank you, Kacchy. And I don’t mind the scar. All the people I love have them.”

That’s when he realized she was looking at him too, at the faded scars along his bicep.

“Heh, I guess they do.” He laughed through a thick voice.

~~~

“Alright- let’s see…which one kid?” Bakugou presented both meals to Eri, watching her look each one over. It was around the afternoon when he got a text from Aizawa; turns out they weren’t gonna be back until late that evening; meaning it was up to Bakugou to prepare her meal.

“Hmm…this one!” She pointed, pleased with her decision. Bakugou nodded, putting the other away before popping the pre-made meal into the microwave. “Daddy makes the best food!”

“He does.” Bakugou agreed, knowing just how good Aizawa was as a cook. “He once made-”

The microwave beeped and shook. Bakugou paled upon realizing his mistake.

Don’t press any of the odd buttons!

“ERI MOVE!” Bakugou ran at her, gathering her up and leaping just as the microwave exploded. Glass and semi cooked food flew across the kitchen, the smell of smoke strong as the inside of the microwave sizzled. A small flame remained within.

Bakugou blinked, then he looked over Eri. Besides looking utterly shocked, she didn’t have any wounds or burns. Nodding, he quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher, putting out the remains of the microwave. Once done, he grabbed a wooden spoon and batted out the plug. “There. Eri, are you okay?”

The girl seemed stunned, wide eyed and shaky. Bakugou kneeled before her, voice gentle. “Eri?”

“Erm…yeah. I’m okay.” She nodded, shaking out of her shock as she met his eye. “What about you?”

“Nothing broken here. Sorry I blew up dinner.” He laughed some, looking back at the mess. “Er…want pizza?”

~~~ “And that is that.” Bakugou huffed as he and Eri flopped into the couch, fairly exhausted. The kitchen was clean once more, and a box of pizza with only the crust remaining laid on the coffee table. In the background, a movie with talking fish carried on. Eri insisted it was a great movie. If he were being honest, she was right. “What a day. Sorry I kinda messed everything up, kid.”

“What do you mean? I had so much fun today!” She smiled up at him, sleepy. “We played pirates and sea monsters, you fixed Yuki, and we got to eat pizza and watch movies! I’m glad you came today, Kacchy.”

Bakugou grinned, something warm setting in his chest as she scooted closer to him, lying against his side. “I’m sure Mirio or Deku would have been better.”

“Maybe. But you’re great in your own way.” She yawned, huffing some before closing her eyes. “Thanks for being here, Kacchy…I appreciate it…”

“Eri?” He looked down to find her sleeping with a happy smile on her face. Chuckling, he petted back her hair away from her peaceful expression.

“Glad to be there for you kid.”

Thanks for reading!

#mha/bnha #fluff #all the fluff #bakugou katsuki #eri #babysitting antics #soft!bakugou #I tried to keep him in character as much as possible but like...#come on #he'd be so soft with Eri #tickle fights #cooking mishaps #movies and games #They are precious your honor

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fluffyskies · 1 year

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I seen this one post about a tickle belt and stuff that Hatsume made for interaction and Deku uses it to test it out, what if he uses it on Monoma too? And drawing please, thank you sm if you do it! :)

Mhm! Your welcome 🤗

#Mha #my hero academia #monoma neito #lee Monoma #ler Izuku #midoriya izuku #tickling #fanart #ticklish monoma #tickle belt #ik it’s the one from SpongeBob 👀#fight me #anyway hope you have a good day and or night #Skye’s art #Skye posts

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mysteriesmuse · 11 months

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🎵🎶And the Haters Gonna Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate. But the Heroes Gonna Train, train, train, train, train. Baby I’m just trying to chill, for real.

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You could not find any reason to be bothered by school or work on this vacation however, your childhood friends could not seem to share in that sentiment with you . . . ———

you were busy lounging on deck, sipping a mimosa while the boys did laps around the boat. the constant splashing and competitive bickering completely manageable with your drink and book in hand. Mr. Bakugou also stood out on deck grilling up the mornings catch for lunch. His own little handheld radio out beside him as he watched the sizzling smoke and drippings of the fish. except either the radio was getting softer or the bickering and splashing was getting a lot-

“This is pretty fucking brillant, Deku. We can brawl out here no problem!” “Brawl?! Kacchan,”

boom. “ this is supposed to be routine sparing!” whoosh. “Hah? Fine. I’ll still beat you though! Land, air, or water!” Boom. Boom. Crack. Whooshing. Snap.

Masaru sighed, turning up the volume of the radio.

you hummed along to his exasperated sentiment. Focusing on trying not to let their fight distract you - you were just getting into the good part! Izuku and Katsuki fought each other like something straight out of a comic book. Katsuki’s glittering orange palms and Izuku’s glowing green tendrils as the two clashed in the sky. eventually plummeting back down into the ocean with a splash so violent that you and Mr. Bakugou nearly jumped out of your skin. Salty pellets of water misting down from the sky and creating that misty rainbow from the childhood garden hose. The two of you locked eyes before reoccupying yourself with your previous tasks. The slaps of wet feet approaching as they climbed back onto the deck of the ship. the drippings started splashing onto your page- gosh darn it! you were in the middle of the climax! You hastily tried waving them off with your freehand. “you better acknowledge them y/n. Stubborn as you kids all are, they’re just gonna keep crowding around you like that until you’re all drenched.” you groaned and shut your eyes. Uncle Masaru was right. “Fine. What do you two want?” “well we wanted to lift some weight.” Katsuki. you turned another page, “so? Go ahead, you won’t bother me one bit. As long as you do it over there,” you pointed, “so you don’t keep getting me wet.” “Y/N, but we need something to lift.” Izuku this time.

you groaned, slotting your finger between the pages as you turned to look at them. Wet hair brushed back to reveal their foreheads. A rare sight for Katsuki. A distinctly familiar look in both their eyes. Your eyes flashed between their faces, “aaaannd what does that have to do with me?” you huffed. A boyish grin spread across both of their faces. “Senior, you’re the perfect weight.” Katsuki chipped, Izuku nodding along enthusiastically. “I’m sorry, what?” Izuku beamed holding his hands together as he begged you with his puppy dog eyes, “Come on N/N, it’ll just be some push-ups-“

“- and dead lifts” Katsuki interjected. “-and you can even continue reading your book! We just need you to sit on our backs.” Katsuki added again, “actually, I need you to stay like a log. Don’t think y’can read on that one.” your mouth dropped as you stared them down. Okay, so this was real. You threw your hands up, “Of course, who brings weights onto a houseboat in the middle of the ocean when you have a perfectly good childhood friend to use.” “and- hey wait a minute don’t you have each other?” Kacchan groaned as Izuku answered, “well it doesn’t work that way because the other person does their abs and we flip off so we’re getting it done together, but not at the same time-“ Kacchan leaned down into your face, with a lopsided smirk, “Y/N if you don’t get up and put that book down I’m gonna pick you up right now and change gears to doing cardio because I’m gonna tickle you. Do y’er understand?” Izuku leapt to your defense, “Wait! You said we wouldn’t force her by tickling!” “ohhhh we always force her by tickling -“

That was enough incentive for you to leap out of your chair and attempt to make a head start and run away . . . you wriggled and wheezed in Katsukis arm as he held you up in the air with only one arm. Mercilessly holding up his other hand to your side, “wait, waaait. No, no, no!”

He chuckled, “what’d ya’ think you gonna do? Outrun two pro heroes? Tch- not so smart college girl. Sick her, Izuku.” Panic flared through your body as Izuku kneeled on the ground next to your kicking legs. They were gonna get two of your tickle spots at once, your tummy and the underside of your feet. Evil boys. “No. Please!” you wheezed wriggling against the single arm python around your torso. His fingers fluttering against every soft spot of your body, wiggling his nose into the crook of your neck as you shove against his hold. “I don’t know Y/N this works pretty well! Kacchan and I can swap out too.” Suddenly your ankle was caught and you gasped. An BIG mistake because the second you did that wet lips latched onto your neck blowing raspberries into your sensitive spot and more feather touches crawled their way from the bottom of your foot to behind your knee. Katsuki somehow found the oxygen to yell as his head came up between a sloppy and slobbery assault on your neck, “fucking brillant.”

#mysteriesmusing #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya #bnha fanfiction #mha #bnha #bnha fluff #reader insert #prohero dynamight #prohero deku #holiday houseboat au #squeeeeee #I’m so freaking proud about this one!!!!!!#Like I hate tickle fights but just this once I want that to happen to me if it’s them <3 #Anybody else ticklish on the back of their knees? That one makes me buckle and fall to the floor giggling and wheezing #and the raspberries in the crook of you neck is like so much #I thought it was mega big brained of me to pick that for katsuki #but I felt like izu gently grabbing your ankle and grinning while down on one knee was just SO good!#And the wombo combo of these boys tickling is just *chefs kiss* personality wise for me

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intheticklecloset · 2 years

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I'll Take You Both Down (My Hero Academia)

This fic was commissioned by @silentprincesstickles. Thank you!

Primary Universe

Summary: Kaminari catches Deku and Bakugou fighting over who is the reigning champion in their tickle war and decides it may be best for him to put them both in their place!

A/N: This fic+ sold fast and I was very excited to read the prompt for it! This was a lot of fun to work on. I love writing pure chaos between MHA characters, and it comes so naturally when Bakugou is involved. Plus it's a nice, natural way to begin expanding on my Primary Universe again! Enjoy!

Word Count: 2,615

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CLANG!!

Kaminari screeched to an abrupt halt, startled. Before he even had time to wonder what the noise had been or where it had come from, it was followed by a string of loud, angry curses and grunts that could only have been King Explosion Murder himself. What was he doing? Throwing pots and pans around in the kitchen?

“Idiot! Stop!” Bakugou roared from just up ahead. Kami couldn’t see him yet, but it didn’t take a genius to know he was about to tear someone’s head off. “Someone will see! Someone will hehehear! Nohohohoho!”

Okay, now he had to know what was going on. Kaminari quickly glanced over his shoulder to check no one else was about to stumble upon what was clearly Bakugou frantically trying to keep the whole dorm from knowing he was being tickled right now. Satisfied that the coast was clear, the blonde jogged forward the last few steps and discovered Bakugou pinned to the fridge, arms clamped to his sides while he fought off a huge smile.

The culprit?

Deku.

“Come on, Kacchan, aren’t you going to fight me?” the greenette teased, digging deep into his underarms, grinning just as big, looking excited. “You don’t want everyone to come rushing in and seeing you like this, right?”

Kaminari was surprised at his friend’s audacity, but he took the opportunity to make his presence known. “I don’t know, Midoriya. Maybe he actually likes it.”

Both of the others spun to face him, all tickling coming to a halt as quickly as it had begun.

Bakugou shoved Deku away so hard he tripped and fell to the floor. “One of these days you’re going to get me caught, stupid nerd! I told you to stop!”

Kaminari glanced over his shoulder again. They were still clear. “Yeah, lucky for you both it’s just me.”

Deku looked sheepish as he got back to his feet. “Sorry.”

“What are you doing here anyway, dunce face?” Bakugou snapped, turning and opening the fridge, trying to hide how flustered he was.

“Uh…I missed dinner? What are you two doing in here? I thought Midoriya at least would be studying.”

“I’m taking a break. All Might told me I really need to be better at that,” Deku replied.

Bakugou closed the door after having grabbed a drink and leaned against the counter. “Iida told you that, fanboy. Not All Might. Everything is All Might with you.”

Deku looked offended. “All Might told me first! Iida just agrees with him. Like you don’t admire All Might as much as I do, Kacchan.”

Kaminari cleared his throat and strode to the fridge, strategically placing himself between the two of them. “So, uh…is it normal for you to just…randomly tickle him, Midoriya?”

Bakugou scoffed.

Deku shifted his weight. “I-I mean…we have tickle fights sometimes. I just wanted…”

“Ask me,” Bakugou snapped, slamming his fist on the counter. “How many times do we have to go over this? You’re always so observant and take notes on everything except this!”

“Okay!” Kami interjected quickly, putting a hand to his friend’s shoulder. “We get it. You’re mad. Calm down, blasty.”

“Blasty is what Mina calls me, you little—”

“And Midoriya,” the sparky blonde turned to the other boy in the room. “Why tickle him in a situation where he’s not comfortable with it? Like, you know…in public? We both know he hates that. You’re better than that, man.”

Deku suddenly looked guilty and embarrassed all at once. He lowered his eyes. “I know. I really am sorry.”

“If you were sorry, you wouldn’t keep doing it,” Bakugou grumbled. He took a long drink of lemonade, drowning his frustration.

Kaminari glanced between the two of them, a tiny smile creeping onto his face. “So you two have tickle fights pretty regularly? That’s cute.”

“It’s not cute!”

“It isn’t cute! This is war!”

“What?” Kami blinked, zeroing in on Deku’s words. “War?”

“We’re having a tickle war!”

Bakugou hissed, “Shut up, Deku!”

Kami asked, “Who’s winning?”

“Me,” they both replied in unison.

“Hah! As if!” Bakugou laughed, jabbing a finger toward his rival. “You’re so easy to take down it’s stupid. We both know I win every fight we have.”

Deku shot back, “No you don’t! I’ve won some. And you’re just as ticklish as me, Kacchan.”

“I’ve been beating your butt since we were kids, stupid nerd.”

“I won the last fight we had, which means I’m ahead of you now!”

Kaminari listened to the two of them go back and forth for a couple of minutes before deciding he’d had enough. He was getting a headache. He slapped a hand over each of their mouths, silencing the increasingly noisy kitchen in an instant.

“All right, there’s only one way to settle this.” He then took each of them by the arm and dragged them away from the kitchen, out the back door, and into the forest, out of sight of the dorms. About halfway there each of his friends wriggled free from him but followed nonetheless, apparently curious as to how Kami intended to settle this debate for them.

When they got to a spot everyone was happy with, the sparky blonde turned to face them both with a smirk. “You both keep saying you’re the best at wrecking each other, but we all know I’m the best at wrecking everyone.”

“What?” Deku and Bakugou said at the same time. The greenette added, “Says who?”

“Everyone!” Kami grinned. “Think about it. Who has been able to stand my tickle attacks, huh? Nobody, that’s who. Not even the most durable student in Class 1-A hasn’t been able to stand a more than a couple of minutes.”

Bakugou thought of Deku and smirked, but Deku thought of Kirishima and blinked in confusion. “What does that have to do with us?”

“You both think you’re so high and mighty, but neither of you could win against me.”

“Since when are you so high and mighty? I haven’t heard of you taking anyone down in months, dunce face.”

Kami shrugged. “So I’ve taken a backseat to let others have their fun. So what? If I wanted to, I could still kick both of your butts in a tickle war.”

Bakugou crossed his arms. “I beg to differ.”

“Beg all you want. I’ll prove it to you right here.”

“You want a fight, huh?”

“If calling it that will help you feel better about losing, then sure.” Kaminari was getting cocky now, and Bakugou was getting fed up with it fast. “I can take you both down at once. I’d bet on it.”

Deku was intrigued. “All right, bring it on!”

“Hold up,” Bakugou interrupted. “You’re not gonna wimp out and say you only want light tickling, are you? Otherwise it’s not a fair fight.”

Kami hesitated for only a moment. “All right, just this once, I’ll make an exception. Tickle me however you want. I guarantee I can still take you both down at the same time.”

Deku’s eyes were so bright they were almost hard to look at directly. “What’s the prize?”

Kami smirked at Bakugou as he answered. “If you two win, you can choose the penalty.”

“Confident son of a gun today, huh, sparky?” the atomic blonde grumbled.

“Sparky is what Mina calls me.” Kami winked at him. “But if I win, I choose my prize. Sound good?”

“Tch, whatever.” Bakugou rolled his shoulders. “You’re going down.”

Deku bounced on his toes, looking all too eager to get underway. “What he said!”

Kaminari cracked his knuckles. He couldn’t wait. It appeared the both of them had forgotten about his special trick, and he couldn’t wait to see the look on their faces when they realized how screwed they were.

“Ready, nerd?”

“Ready, Kacchan. Kaminari?”

The electric blonde subtly began to warm up his quirk. “Bring it on.”

Bakugou moved first. Deku was right behind him, and Kaminari behind both of them.

It worked like a charm. While each of his opponents reached for his torso as their first attack, Kami’s hands went over them both and reached into their armpits from behind. While they did get a few tickles in and made him grin, they both shrieked in surprise and stumbled away, already on the defensive.

“Oh,” Deku said, the first to remember, eyes wide.

Bakugou took a second longer. “What the heck was – wait! Hold on, that’s an unfair advantage!”

“We never said no quirks,” Kaminari laughed, lunging for them both while they were still off-guard. He reached Deku first and activated his quirk while tickling the greenette’s ribs, bringing him to his knees in a fit of hysterical giggles instantly.

“Ehehehehehehe! Wahahahahait!”

Bakugou growled, in full fight mode now. No way was he going down as easily as that nerd. No way. He grabbed Kami’s free arm and wrenched it above his head, drilling into his open side with a vigor that would have scared the electric hero if the situation had been more serious.

Kaminari giggled openly as well but never let up on his attack on Deku. The greenette was curled into a ball on the ground, looking happy as could be. If Bakugou didn’t know any better, he’d think his rival wanted to be beaten by this extra.

“Get up and fight, dang it, Deku!” he yelled, trying to pry Kami’s other hand away from him. “You’re such a wimp! Don’t give up that easily!”

“I c-couldn’t help it,” Deku replied breathlessly, taking the opportunity to grab Kami’s knee and squeeze, remembering how bad of a tickle spot it was on his friend.

Sure enough, Kaminari squealed and his quirk fizzled out, leaving him vulnerable to a double attack from the both of them. At first he tried to physically punch his way out, but then decided to just let it happen. He fell back onto the grass, each of his friends straddling a leg and squeezing his kneecaps, making him toss his head back and laugh uncontrollably.

“Not so high and mighty now, huh?” Bakugou laughed triumphantly, grabbing one arm and shoving it above his head, wiggling deep into his open armpit. “Tickle, tickle, dunce face!”

Deku, meanwhile, continued to tickle his knee and thigh, beaming at the hysterics they were causing together.

Kaminari knew he’d only have one shot at this. If he missed, or if they dodged fast enough, it was all over for him. He’d blow a fuse if they kept it up. So, gathering all of the energy he had left after being tickled so hard so fast, he shot upright and thrust his hands out. One into Bakugou’s armpit, one onto Deku’s hip.

He lit up his quirk.

Both of his attackers screamed and fell back.

Within a span of five seconds, Kaminari had completely swapped places with the two of them. Now he sat on their legs – one each – and continued using his quirk to shock and light up their most ticklish spots mercilessly.

Deku, as expected, gave in immediately. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHO!! NOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!! OKAY, OKAY, YOU WIHIHIHIHIHIHIN!! KAMINARI!!”

“That’s one down,” Kami chuckled, turning to focus more on Bakugou, knowing he’d be harder. “Anything to say, King Explosion Murder?”

“I’LL KIHIHIHIHIHILL YOU!!”

“Well, yeah, that was obvious.”

“QUIT CHEHEHEHEHEHEATING AND FIHIHIHIHIGHT LIKE A MAHAHAHAN!!”

Kaminari tsked. “No, see, that’s not what I need to hear.”

“KAMINARI!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Deku begged, clutching his stomach as he laughed himself silly.

“Sorry, Midoriya. I said I’d bring both of you down at once, remember? So until Bakugou gives up, you’re stuck like this.” He sent an extra jolt into his friend’s hip to make him scream. “You’ll have to appeal to him.”

“KACCHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN!!” Deku cried, reaching a hand out to try and grab his friend’s arm but only managing to slam his fist into the ground from the ticklish agony he was in. “GIVE UP!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, GIVE UP!!”

Bakugou – though roaring with laughter himself – stubbornly refused. “LIHIHIHIHIHIHIKE HEHEHEHEHEHCK I’M GIHIHIHIVING UP!! BOHOHOHOHOTH OF YOU ARE WIHIHIHIMPS!! STUPD EXTRAHAHAHAHAHAS!!”

“I take it you’re content to let me keep tickling you, then?” Kami teased, watching his master plan unfold with great satisfaction. He sent an extra jolt into Bakugou’s underarm this time. “While letting Midoriya suffer with you? How mean.”

“I DOHOHOHON’T CAHAHAHAHARE ABOUT THAT NEHEHEHEHEHERD!!”

Kami smirked, sliding his fingers down juuuust enough to get to that super special spot. “Oh?”

“GAH!!” Bakugou arched off the ground, tried to roll away, and slammed back into place when Kaminari’s weight on him kept him right where he was. He clamped one arm to his side and flailed the other frantically, hitting Deku in the face a couple of times. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! NOT THEHEHEHEHERE YOU JEHEHEHEHEHEHERK!! I’LL KILL YOU!! I SWEHEHEHEHEAR!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

“Do you give up?” Kaminari asked.

“NEHEHEHEHEHEHEVER!!”

“Hmm~”

Deku screamed a second time when he felt an extra strong ticklish sensation in his hips. He was losing his mind laughing, but nothing he said or did could get him out of this mess. It was all on Bakugou. Shrieking with hysterics, he rolled onto his side as much as possible and found the same spot on his friend’s other side, digging in with whatever strength he had left.

Bakugou’s other arm slammed down. His head flew back as bouts of uncontrollable laughter burst from his lungs whether he liked it or not. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NOHOHOHOHO!! NOT THERE, NOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!! NOT BOHOHOHOTH OF YOU!!” He snorted, then cursed as his face lit up bright red. “FIHIHIHIHIHINE, I GIHIHIHIHIHIVE UP!! JUST PLEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

Kaminari beamed as he silenced his quirk and sat back, watching his friends gasp for air and let out residual giggles. Deku looked like he’d just had a great time. Bakugou looked like he wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.

“I h-hate…both of you,” he grumbled, jerking his leg up and out from under Kaminari, sending him sprawling.

Deku was the first to sit up. He nudged Bakugou with his own freed leg. “Aw, come on, Kacchan. That was fun, wasn’t it? Unbearable, but fun.” He smiled at their attacker. “I guess you win, Kami—”

“Screw that!” Bakugou snapped, sitting up as well and glaring at both of them. “He didn’t take us down all on his own. You cheated and helped him!”

“I just helped you give up faster so I wouldn’t die laughing,” Deku protested. “He still had you. You’d have given up eventually.”

“I would not, you stupid nerd!”

“Ahem!” Kaminari cleared his throat before they could go after each other. “I’ll leave you two to battle it out. I’ll collect my payment later, okay? Whatever I want, remember~”

Bakugou clenched his fists. “You didn’t win, dunce face! Deku helped you!”

“Tell me you could have gotten away from me without blasting everyone within a mile radius,” Kami challenged.

“Not wanting to kill you extras doesn’t mean I lost!”

Deku shoved him playfully. “Aww, Kacchan, you do care about us!”

“SHUT UP!! I’M GOING TO DESTROY YOU BOTH!!”

Kaminari watched as Deku was tackled back into the grass, bright laughter filling the charged space again with ease. The blonde watched the two of them with amusement. It seemed to him that Deku wanted to get wrecked today. Well, he could have his fun. Right now Kami’s headache was returning and he wanted no part of whatever revenge match was about to go down.

“Well, like I said, I’ll check in with you guys later,” he announced, knowing that neither of them could hear. He grinned, shrugged, and walked away calmly, leaving the two of them to have their much-needed tickle fight in the privacy of the forest where no one could hear them screaming with laughter.

Especially not Bakugou.

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fluffywings13 · 2 years

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@delphi-thefairy here’s a lil something of Kei being the best uncle

Rody knew it was time to leave when dad came home without mom, something shining in the older man’s eyes, a light that didn’t mean anything good, a light that was dangerous, like a match before it lit an explosion. He knew it was time to go when that match was lit and dad started talking about some man named Flect Turn.

In the dark of night, hidden by the shadows, he packed their backpacks full of essentials. Roro sat awake in bed for him, he’d told them the plan some time ago, but Lala had fallen asleep, which put a hindrance on their plans. Still though, he carried through, he pushed through, lifting his baby sister into his arms to carry her as he and his baby brother snuck out of the house. They had no other family in the area to turn to, all of them would return them to dad, and he didn’t want to know what would happen if they were returned to him after trying to run away.

There was mom’s family, but they lived on the other side of the world, Japan was at least a few hours by plane. And that was where their nearest relative was that wouldn’t turn them back over to their dad, Uncle Kei was not a fan of dad, he’d heard him talk to mom about leaving him many many times.

Mom always laughed and brushed him off and see where that got her now.

With his secret savings stash in his pocket, he makes his way down the street towards the bus station, they had just enough for a bus ticket for all three of them, they’d have to be sneaky getting onto the plane.

Lala sleeps the entire way to the airport before she wakes up, yawns widely, and turns to look out the window. She knows of course that they’re running away to Uncle Kei in Japan.

Rody manages to get them through the security fence, spying around carefully for anyone who could stop them, and they slowly make their way through the airfield searching through the planes for the one heading to Jap–”Rody?” Jumping at the sound of his name, he turns, slowly, meeting the confused eyes of his Uncle Kei. “What’re you doing here at this time of night?”

The oldest Soul shuffles his feet and looks down at his brother and sister. “I know this looks bad but it isn’t what it looks like.”

“No, really now.” Keigo crosses his arm. “So you’re not sneaking around an airfield trying to sneak into a pla–”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“Oh,” his uncle purrs, smiling when his younger siblings giggle as the man turns to face them completely, away from the green haired boy, a growling blonde, and an even faced dual haired boy. “But I’m not the one sneaking onto the airfield, I’m allowed to be here.”

Lala skips forward, despite Rody’s best attempts at stopping her, and hugs the hero’s leg. “We’re gonna come live with you Uncle Kei! Are you excited!”

Keigo blinks for a moment, in the shere surprise at that statement, scooping the girl up as he glances over at his oldest nephew. “Is that so?” She nods happily and he nuzzles the five year old affectionately as he turns his attention away from his oldest nephew for a moment to coo at the cutie bird in his arms. “Of course I’m excited.” Then his attention returns to his oldest nephew. “Just a huge surprise is all, Cutie Bird, Uncle Kei didn’t know this.”

Roro hops forward before Rody can stop him and latches onto their Uncle’s leg, fingers curling in the fabric of the pant leg of the hero’s costume. “Rody said you did!”

“He did, did he?” The blonde man stares his oldest Nephew down. “He should have told Uncle Kei so he could’ve gotten you three tickets to Tokyo and from there to Fukuoka. Not to mention a larger hotel room for our stay in Tokyo.”

Lala pouts and leans into his shoulder. “Does that mean we can’t come Uncle Kei?”

“Now, did Uncle Kei say that?” He nuzzles the little Cutie Bird affectionately. “No ma’am, that means Uncle Kei has to rebook a hotel with a pool in it so his Cutie Bird can play and have fun and get three extra plane tickets.”

“Sooo….” The older boy rubs the back of his head. “Does that mean I’m not in trouble?”

“Oh no sir.” Rody grimaces at the look he receives. “Not at all. You good sir are in deep trouble.”

He can’t help himself. “Damn.”

…..

Keigo is quickly reminded of his Niece's fear of heights when the plane disembarks the airport and she starts screaming, wincing at the shriek in his ear, he trades places with his oldest Nephew to sit between him and their younger brother. He distracts Lala with his phone, the five year old takes to it like a tadpole takes to water, she ends up hugging his one hand as he holds his phone up for her to watch Spongebob with his other hand. Roro falls asleep against his bicep and Rody curls up in his seat with Pino sleeping on his head.

He stays awake for as long as he can, standing vigil over them, protecting them as they sleep as any good Uncle would, but he succumbs to the inevitable after such a battle they fought and falls asleep surrounded by his cousins sleeping children. He stays awake until the inevitable exhaustion from what had just transpired in the span of several days overcomes him and he falls asleep surrounded by his soon to be adopted (he’s sure) kids.

…..

“Uncle Kei! Uncle Kei!” He looks over from watching Lala play in the shallow end of the pool at the other youngsters call, Roro latches onto his arm and tugs excitedly. “Throw me again! Please!”

“Of course my little rascal.” He hooks his fingers under his arms and tosses him down further into the deep end of the pool. “I’d be happy to.” He turns back to check on Lala for a moment before turning to check on Rody in the hot tub, the teen was fine on his own, but he entered the pool to keep an eye on the five year old and nine year old in the pool.

They hang out in the pool for a few hours, after the pool had technically closed, the pros of being Hawks in Tokyo before he pulls the adult card and says its time for them to go back to their room.

He and Rody take care of their business while the little ones are in the bathtub getting all cleaned up, and the teen’s puffy eyed when they return in new clean pajamas and the teen trades places with them in the bathroom to clean up. Keigo is the last one to get cleaned up, after making sure Roro and Lala are tucked into their bed all nice and snug.

Him and his oldest Nephew are sharing a bed.

Keigo knows his niece and nephews like he knows the back of his hand, so when Rody hesitantly reaches out for his hand, he snatches that small one and tugs him in closer, into his chest, and curls his arm and wing around him. “Get in here, Robin.”

….

“Get his tummy, Uncle Kei!” Roro yells mid laughter as he watches his older brother suffer so horribly under their Uncle’s hands. “Get his tummy!”

“Get his tummy?” Keigo turns his attention from his squealing nephew to his giggling nephew. “Trade me a kiss for the tummy?” The younger boy giggles wildly and smacks a kiss to his lips, so, as a man of their word would, he turns back and claws his fingers into his oldest nephew’s belly which makes him squeal with laughter and arch his back into his fingers. “The tummy, as requested from my favorite little Rosefinch.” Lala rests her head against his as she giggles at their older brother's, completely losing himself like a child (that he still was). “Any requests from the adorable little Lovebird?”

“My turn Uncle Kei!”

Chuckling softly, the man nods, sweeping her up with his right arm, dropping her down onto her giggling older brother, and he claws his fingers into her belly. “Your wish is my command, Cutie Bird.”

#mha takami keigo #mha hawks #ler!takamikeigo #ler!hawks #parental hawks #my hero academia hawks #tickle monster hawks #keigo takami #mha rody #bnha rody #lee!rody #rody soul #uncle hawks #hawks is best uncle #fight me

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carrie-tate · 2 years

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Funny story, I was just start to attract the audience I wanted so much, and I realized that I had an acute shortage of ideas. But in the end, I decided that the time had come for my bnha OC (because I won’t hide at all that it was she who appeared purely on the thematic initiative of a younger me, haha) well, and because she never need a reason, and other details, to stick to someone (and I'm a person who drowns for the plot and validity in creativity)

And another fun fact, lately the t-word community has remembered the existence of secondary characters. In terms of, about two years ago, when I just started to study Tumblr (and didn’t have an account …) everything basically revolved around the top three in popularity(Deku, Bakugo and Todoroki), and they remembered other heroes much less often. My special joy is that people fell in love with Aoyama (I remember he was given a little more attention in season 4 than earlier… I don’t know about season 5, unfortunately) because I myself really like him lately.

#keep reading #I really want to hide it all under #but I think it's not worth it #and in general I need to fight my shyness #Well in fact I haven’t been in the bnha fandom for a long time (I don’t follow the events in the canon at all)#but this won’t stop me from drawing something like that purely for warming up #and to figure out what to draw for fandoms that are more relevant to me x>#art #oc #mha oc #bnha #Lee!Aoyama #tickle art #tword community

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toweroftickles · 2 years

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Superhero Girls Tickle Tournament - You Pick the Teams!

So, I’m in the middle of working on requests, but also had a really dumb idea for some drabbles that I thought would be kind of fun. ^^

Eight combatants. Three rounds of one-on-one tickle fights. Winners move on to the next round. Each fighter can use any superpowers they’ve got to emerge victorious!

Now all I need to know is, who fights who?

I need four pairs to start. Next round will be two pairs. Then the final drabble. If you’ve got an idea for two characters you’d like to see fight each other, leave a comment down below or send me an ask! I’ll try to come up with a brief story and decide who would win each matchup. Here’s the roster:

Kate Bishop (MCU), Miraculous Ladybug, Wonder Woman (DCEU), Batgirl (The Batman animated series), Ochako Uraraka (MHA), Gwen Stacy (Spider-Verse), America Chavez (MCU), Catwoman (Arkhamverse)!

Just for the sake of clarity, I’m not picturing a Roger Rabbit-type scenario where real life humans are interacting with cartoon characters or something like that. 😆 I specify because some superheroes have wildly-different variations, and these are sort of how I want the reader to interpret these characters in my story, if that makes sense? Their backstories, abilities, personalities, skill levels, voices, etc. These are the baseline in my imagination.

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heartsfourdazai · 3 months

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౨ৎ. SLEEPING WITH DAZAI OSAMU

SYNOPSIS: osamu wants you to cuddle him him while he sleeps because your his so called "teddy-bear" when you two have only been dating secretly for the past 2 weeks.

A/N: this was inspired by a mha comic i saw of kaminari and jirou- i forgot who the owner of the comic was, but if any of you could find it, that would be amazing!! hope you enjoy, and reblogs are much appreciated 💌 i rushed the ended a little bit, i'm so sorry!!!

MENTIONS: @justcallmesakira , @atsquie , @rusmii , @atlasnessie , @riiwrites , @ruanais , @pinklacydovey , & @silverbladexyz

WARNINGS: fluff, lowercase writing, unedited, cursing(mild), dazai is 22, reader is around the same age.

"i know your tiiireddd~" dazai whispered in your ear as you two sat on his couch in his tiny apartment. why are you even here, you have your own home- oh wait, dazai practically burned the stove so now you have to live with him until he repair your kitchen. which could take god knows how long.

you shoved your boyfriend of two weeks back, sucking in your teeth, "shut up! i am not, tried!!"

you actually in fact, we're. tired of dazais dumb attempts to get you to sleep with him on his bed.

"but' bella~ it's 1 in the morning; and you've been up since the rise of dawn."

"it's crack of dawn!!"

dazai huffed, kissing your jawline slowly as he lazily wrapped his arms around you, which you tried to fight. "y/n~" he dragged your name out of his mouth ever so slowly, making you sleeper by the second.

"c'mon, come to bed with me. I'll cuddle you the night away, and make sure you get the best nights rest ever~" he kissed your jawline once more, leaning close to your neck to kiss your neck.

"d-dazai!" you whined, trying to pull away but he held a hard hold on you. "i'm not-" you felt him kiss your neck and you broke, "FINE just-! "

your boyfriend pulled away, giving you a sly smirk, waiting for you to continue. you sighed, leaning back into the couch, "just...can we sleep on the floor...not on the bed...you have a blow put mattress, right? we can sleep on that for now!"

dazai thought.

although he loved to tease you on end, he does respect not sleeping in the same bed with him just yet.

with a smile he nods, "of course, whatever my bella wants, my bella gets~"

you pushed his face away from yours as he tried to kiss you again, "just get the mattress before i change my mind..."

you watched your boyfriend lay the flat mattress on the floor in front of his tv and you giggled as he fell forward with it. he grunts, getting up and about to blow it up, "are you sure you don't prefer the bed, bella~?"

you glared at him, "ask me again and i'll go to kunikidas home-"

dazai apologies over and over again, and shuts his mouth about it for the rest of the night.

as the mattress was blown up, and the two of you laid on it.

however it wasn't the way dazai thought it would be, "bella- what are you doing all the way over there?" he pouts, nothing your feet are closer to his head and you were on the opposite side of him.

"i'm more comfortable here!"

"but...i thought you would be over here with me!!" he pouts, whining as he watches you cover yourself with your blanket the two of you had to share, "dazai, your body heat is ridiculous, besides i'm...not ready..."

he nods, suddenly going quiet.

just as you were about to fall asleep, you feel his foot against your face...over and over and over..."DAZAI!!!" "what??!!"

you glared at your boyfriend, who smiled at you.

"get your feet away!!" you pushed them away from your face and cried out his name as he kept touching you with his bare foot. "your so groooss!!"

he gasped dramaticly, and suddenly stopped.

as you were satisfied, you felt something grab your ankle, "dazai what are you- EAHAHAH!!!" you screamed, feeling fingers stroke up against your bare soles.

"fine, i'll just tickle your foot in the meantime!!" he chirped and you cried in laughter, "DAHAHAZAI noho!!"

"ssshh! you'll wake the neighbors~" he teased as you grabbed a pillow smacked him with it..." dahazai yohou piece of shihit-BAHAHA!" Hhe dug under your toes and you slammed your face in the other pillows.

"you wounded me, you know i have an idea to make it up to me!" he spoke over your cute giggles, "sleep with me, and i'll stop!"

"IHI SWEAR- GAGA!"

"lady gaga?? oh, i know you live her music but i don't think screaming her name will stop me!"

as he continued to tickle your foot, you laughed out a surrender. "ohokay! OK!! i'll sleHEHep with yOHou however yohou WHANT- JUSHUST STAHAP!!"

and just like that, he stopped and jumped over on you...you were panting and giggling softly as he cuddled close to you.

"i love youuuu~"

you suck your teeth, "yeah...i love you too..."

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tickly-giggles · 10 months

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for the tickle fight, how about

dabi and shigaraki

idk... just thought it would be interesting

but if you don't want to do this, it's fine!! just leave this mes.

k thx byeeeeee!

Omgggg yess!!

Dabi vs Shigaraki

Right off the bat, Dabi has an upper hand over Shigaraki because he is far more skilled in being a ler. Shigaraki, however, is less ticklish than Dabi. His death spot is his armpits, and Dabi would have to fight to get him to lift his arms. They are both of a similar strength and build, as well, so while Dabi may be more experienced and Shiggy less ticklish, it is more or less a fair fight.

For Shigaraki, I imagine a lot of his fighting would come from stalling for time by pushing at Dabi or keeping him pinned while he tried to practice his tickling. Their tickle fight would occur during the part of Shiggy’s story where he’s more comfortable with it, but he still hasn’t had a lot of practice.

Dabi would be fighting tooth and nail to get on top and destroy Shiggy. He wouldn’t even take it slow for his first time, he just wants to feel superior. Besides, he knows Shigaraki wouldn’t want him to go easy, he’d take it as a sign of disrespect.

Once Shigaraki got the hang of it a little more, he would fight with more confidence. Neither of them know each other’s exact weaknesses, but he’d learn as he went. Dabi, however, knows all too well about Shiggy’s weakness to being praised. He might have cheated in preparation for the tickle fight and gone to one of the others for advice.

As soon as Shigaraki starts to have the upper hand in their battle, Dabi would give him a normal compliment. Shiggy would have Dabi’s arms pinned over his head and he’s ready to strike, then Dabi just hits him with a “You’re doing great!” and it just shocks him so much that he loses focus and Dabi bucks him off of him and pins him to the floor.

From there, he’d ruthlessly dig into his tummy, sides, and ribs while giving endless praises.

“That’s right, laugh for me like a good boy~.”

“Aww, your smile is adorable, boss! C’mon, smile more for me~. There ya go, good job~.”

“Such a sensitive belly. You’re taking it so well~. Not like you have much choice right now, but I’m so proud of you~.”

Not all of his praises would be teasing. He would feel genuinely happy that Shigaraki is enjoying himself and getting more comfortable with being touched. He wouldn’t dare say it out loud, though. So, he masks his legitimate praise as teasing.

Shigaraki would really try to wreck Dabi, he’d even go for his belly button once he found it was his death spot. In the end, however, Dabi is far more experienced and knew exactly what buttons to press to completely destroy Shiggy. He would eventually find his armpits and absolutely wreck him. The combination of the ruthless armpit tickles with the endless praising would leave Shigaraki as a disheveled, flustered puddle.

Both of them had the time of their life, but neither of them would admit it.

Winner: Dabi!

#dabi mha #shigaraki mha #lee!dabi #ler!dabi #lee!shigaraki #ler!shigaraki #mha tickle #sfw mha tickling #sfw tickling community #mha tickle fight headcanons #tickle fight #mha tickle headcanons #bnha dabi #bnha shigaraki #dabi shigaraki tickle fight #mha dabi shigaraki tickle fight

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moumouton4 · 6 months

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Hi, I hope you don't mind this request. But I would like a Muichiro smut with a female reader getting a 'reward' after a long day of training and hunting oni? The reader is so tired that Muichiro was making her feel good after a long day of work. I hope you don't mind, but it's just mild obscenity.

A Well Deserved Reward || Muichiro Tokito x fem!reader

A/n : Helloooo world I'm so happy to provide y'all with a new fic ! I just hope no ones going to come and bother me again about this, because seriously this is so hypocritical. Anyways, I really hope you'll like it 🥪🍦

A/n 2 : Muichiro is aged up like all the characters y'all read for and write for from other mangas such as Mha, Assassination Classroom, Gambling School, Tokyo Revengers... so if anyone comes here and complain bro I'mma take the first plane and find you because you've been warned 👀

Warnings : Muichiro is aged up ofc, oral sex fem!receiver, soft and vanilla sex, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 860

The day has been hectic. You basically killed onis after onis without any interruptions. After you killed one, another came out of the darkness and launched towards you

You didn’t even sit down the whole afternoon, and Muichiro has seen it. His eyes stayed on you the whole time - he could be quite protective when you were on mission - in case the fight got you too tired, leaving you without any energy to block the demons’ attacks

Though you managed, you’re so badass after all

When the area was finally cleared and the sun beginning to rise, you shuffled through the high grass, your hands working on sheathing your katana as you made your way towards your man

As his eyes locked onto yours he didn’t need an extra seconds to notice how exhausted and drained you were and he didn’t need anymore proof to wrap his arm around your waist and help you back to the demon slayer headquarters

That’s it he had made up his mind, tonight was going to be about you

Even if you were actually able to stand and walk - even slowly - it didn’t take him more than 5 minutes to decide to hoist you on his shoulder - making sure you were comfortable - before gently carrying you to your home. You could still feel a little hurry in his step. Little did you know his brain was already working on ways to make this evening agreable and memorable for his sweet little girl

When you got him he didn’t let you do anything that could drain even more energy. He took your shoes off himself, helped you freshen up as you had spent the whole day fighting demons before guiding you to your shared bedroom

He kissed and nuzzled against your neck, leaving some warmth on your skin. You felt his mouth travel down and down before his lips pressed one more kiss on your stomach

“May I go further ?” he first needed to make sure you consented to this

Your voice caught in your throat as a breathless “yes“ escaped your lips

It was the only thing he needed to hook his finger to the waistband of your pants. As he pulled them down you saw his gaze turn heated and hungry in a split second

Once you were bare he just inched his head closed to your core, you could feel his hair brushing and tickling against your thighs. Tying them up ? Nah to lazy and horny for that

His lips first gently set on on clit, giving it slow and sweet kisses until law and appreciative moans fell from your mouths

Then he poked his tongue out and licked from bottom to top, coating his lips with your juices in the process. Each time he used his skilled tongue to tenderly stroke you clit

Your legs started shaking and close around his hand, so he had to hold your spread for him as he continued to lavish you with his tenderness

He is probably not going to stop until you come, so that he knows you’re perfectly relaxed for him but also enjoyed your time just in case he were to come too fast, because gosh the day had been tense and with everything he just did to you he couldn't take it anymore to be not deep inside you

Now that you’re wet enough he quickly unfastens his pants and undresses. He is so hard, the tent in his pant is prominent, a subtle stain forming where his tip presses against the fabric

He lies you comfortably on the soft cheers before crawling on top of you

He penetrates you slowly, mindful of not hurting you after the long day you’ve had

He moves slowly, dragging his cock in and out of you, eliciting soft moans from you and deep groans from him

You can feel each veins and each throbs as he precums in you

His mouth only leave the crook of your neck to press loving kisses your lips

As he moves his muscles flex and you cling to his body. He clings as much on you

When he finally reaches his climax he cums inside you. He always does so unless you’re begging him to do it somewhere else

You stay 30 min or so in bed tracing patterns on each others back until you both calm down

After this he helps you to the bathroom. He gives you some privacy to let you pee and then he uses a warm and clean washcloth to clean up any evidence of your shared passion

Then you went back to bed. You snuggled up under the fluffy covers, legs entangling as you shared more kisses. His arms pulled you closer before tightening, he left more kisses on the crown of your hair

As he breathed in your scent he slowly started to fall asleep. As he looked down at you you were already fast asleep, a small smile appeared on his face, yes he was exactly where he needed to be, right in your arms surrounded by your love and very ready to share his affection and devotion with you

#demon slayer #demon slayer imagine #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba imagine #kimetsu no yaiba smut #muichiro tokito #muichiro tokito imagine #muichiro tokito x reader #muichiro tokito smut #muichiro x reader #muichiro smut #kny muichiro #kny muichiro x reader #smut #request #miri-writes

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giggly-squiggily · 7 months

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Caught In The Smoke (My Hero Academia)

Heyo! I wrote this little ol' fic for the wonderful @cupcake-spice13 a while back and- much like the fic from earlier this week- forgot to post it! Hehe, it's been one of those weeks y'all. Anywho- I hope y'all like it! :D

CW: Swearing

Summary: Dabi finds Hawks during a fight for a quick chat. In the process of that, he discovers something quite interesting about the bird man.

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“No! Nohoohohohohoho, wait plhehehehhehhahhhhse!”

“Aww, can’t take it, birdy?” Dabi’s voice was a low rumble, close enough to his ear so no one else could hear him. “Such a proud hero, taken down by a few flicks of my fingers. Come on birdie, sing me a song~”

~~20 Minutes Earlier~~

“Hawks, MOVE!” Endeavor called out, the only warning the Number 2 hero received before a flaming tin soared their way. With a leap and shout, Hawks was in the air, just narrowly avoiding the explosion that followed. His vision was filled with smoke tinged with blue, choking his lungs and making his eyes water.

“Shit- Endeavor? Endeavor, where are you?” Hawks yelled, trying to find a beacon of red among the smoke. There was the faint sound of screaming- civilians. He needed to get to them- he needed to help them escape-

“Where are you going, birdy?” A new voice purred from behind. Hawks twisted- finding none other than Dabi standing among the smoke. “Surely you aren’t planning on running away so soon?”

“Miss me already?” Hawks pulled out a sword of feathers, readying the blade. “And here I had the impression you didn’t like me that much.” He shot forward, sliding under a blaze of flames that Dabi released. The sword caught fire almost immediately, burning into a crisp before fading into ash. Alright- no weapons then. We’re doing this barehanded.

“Possibly.” Dabi’s lips pulled into a grin as he evaded Hawk’s various attacks, dodging flying kicks and fists. “Figured since I was in the area I might as well surprise you.”

“You really shouldn’t have.” Hawks ducked down to kick his feet out- but the clog of smoke was thick, and his swipe was too short. “Most people prefer flowers as their surprise- not exploding tins of oil.”

“Good thing we’re not most people.” Dabi grabbed his ankle, yanking once. Hawks slipped, his hands scraping into gravel and cooling tar as the flame-villain dragged him over. “Come here, Birdie. We’ve got quite a bit to talk about.”

“Flattered, but I’d prefer candlelight dinner to this.” Hawks twisted to his belly, readying his wings. A flick of them will send the gust away- giving Endeavor the chance he needed to attack. “Why don’t you ask me on a proper date next time, eh Hot Stuff?”

“Now now- what’s the rush?” Dabi’s hand shot down to Hawk’s wings, pushing down slightly. “Ready to leave so soon-”

“EEH!”

Both of them paused. It suddenly seemed like the chaos around them faded away as they both took in the sound Hawks let out. Dabi blinked, eyes wide. Hawks felt his face burn.

“Oh wow.” Dabi finally spoke, something sly and mischievous in his tone. “What do we have here?”

“N-Nothing!” Hawks yelped trying to wiggle forward, but a knee to his lower back kept him there. “Nothing at all! St-Stay back!”

“Nothing? Then why do you sound so nervous?” Dabi teased softly, his voice close as fingers began slowly walking up Hawks spine, starting at the curve of his hips to the dreaded spot between his shoulder blades; just where the base of his wings sat. “I think you’re hiding something from me birdie; and you know how I get when secrets are brought up.”

“This is hahahrdly the time for that!” Hawks barely held back a giggle when the fingers against his back rested directly between his wings, tapping softly. “Leheheht me up, we chahan talk about it lahahhater!”

“Hm…no. I wanna talk about it now.” Dabi smirked. “Come on, let’s see just how ticklish you really are.”

~~Current Time~~

Endeavor wheezed around the thick fog of smoke, waving it away from his vision as he searched for Hawks. He heard him yell out, he couldn’t be that far. “Hawks! Hawks were are-”

“EEEH!”

The high pitched noise made him freeze, spinning on his heels. That was Hawks for sure- did he get hurt in the explosion? The civilians were escorted out- it had to be him. He charged forward. “HAWKS-”

What he witnessed left him speechless.

“Ahehahahahhaha! Nohoohohohoho! Nohooohohh, sthahahhahaap ihihihihihihit!” Hawks was on the ground, kicking and flailing like a child having a tantrum. Above him sat a figure, his face hidden by the smoke. What wasn’t hidden was his hands, currently massaging the space between the Pro-Hero’s wings like a trained masseuse. “Geheheheheht oohohohoohohff!”

What the actual- Endeavor blinked, shaking his head. Was this person a villain? Were they the cause of all this? And if so…why tickling? Was he trying to get information?

He should run over there- swat away this supposed tickle villain; capture him for interrogation. That’s what a number 1 hero does, right?

And yet…seeing Hawks on the ground laughing so hard, his face red as a beet and cheeks dimpled…it was an oddly wholesome sight. Satisfying even, given how Hawks was constantly finding ways to get under his skin. He hoped the smoke hid his grin as he shook his head; amazed by the sight.

Hawks eyes shot to him, widening some when they met Endeavors. “Yohoohhoohohhou! Nohohoohohho, lohoohohoohohohk aawhhahhahahahhahy!” He cried, face flushing an even deeper shade of red. He tried to hide his face, but this mysterious attacker dug their hands into his armpits, making him arch with a squeal. “ENDHEHEHEHEHVOR HEHEHHEELP!”

Snapping out of his reverie, Endeavor nodded. Right- middle of a fight. He shot his arms out, sending a burst of fire overhead.

~~~

“Shows over. Gotta go, Birdie.” Dabi, watching the smoke start to fade, smirked down at the giggly hero. In a rare show of fondness, he leaned forward, kissing the top of Hawk’s head before climbing off. “Find me later.”

The smoke cleared, leaving Hawks lying across the pavement with the ghost of Dabi’s lips against his hair. He winced when Endeavor’s feet came to view, slowly peeking up at him with a flushed face. “Dohoohhn’t say…a woohohohrd.”

Endeavor, to his credit, stayed silent. Even if his lips were twitching with restrained mirth. Even when he averted his gaze to hide a chuckle with a stern cough. Even as he helped Hawks up to his feet, his hand “accidentally” brushed against his wings, making him jump with a squeak.

“Are you a-alright?” He grunted, taking a short breath. Hawks glared, hoping it would hide his mortification. “Not hurt?”

“Besides my ego? Nah. Though these are gonna sting.” He held up his hands, wincing at the red lashes against his skin. “Is there any way we can leave out…that?”

“I’ll just say you were unconscious due to the smoke.” Endeavor concluded as they made their way back to their randevu point. “On one condition- you stop making dumb jokes about me for the next few weeks.”

“What?...Okay fine.” Hawks gave in, wings tucked firmly against his back. “Hey erm…thanks, Enji.”

“Anytime.”

Thanks for reading!

#mha/bnha #tickle #tickle fic #hawks #dabi #endeavor #implied Dabihawks #tw: swearing #fight scenes oh my!#Squiggily's having an off week lols #by the time this is posted I should in theory be alright #I will be actually #Thanks for reading!

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oliverrevengers · 3 months

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{ MELANCHOLY MORNINGS }

- MHA BOYS X MALE READER -

katsuki bakugo.

the sun evaded the curtains and ever so rudely hit y/n’s face. his eyebrows scrunched, almost meeting in the middle of his head. turning on his side, he felt the presence of another. he edged closer until he felt soft breath on his skin, a hum rose next to him. yesterday was exhausting. they got used to excessive amounts studying and training but there were some days were it was overwhelming. y/n’s whole body ached, he felt like he needed to rest for years, but his boyfriend would never let him.

“morning,” y/n groaned, refusing to acknowledge that it was time for him to get up. he felt katsuki’s shifting next to him. his eyes subconsciously and forcefully opened, he looked at katsuki who stood by the window, staring at nothing. y/n threw the covers to the other side of the bed and started walking up to the window. he didn’t say anything. he didn’t even get close to katsuki. he simply stood opposite him and waited.

something was up. something was wrong. he knew the signs, he knew katsuki all too well.

“stop. go back to bed. you’re still tired, nothing is going on.” katsuki lowly said. he knew y/n forced himself to wake up to ask what was wrong and he felt almost guilty.

“don’t lie to me, katsuki. you don’t have to tell me what’s wrong, but don’t lie. please.”

katsuki hummed. it was merely minutes before katsuki started speaking, “just exhausted of everything. of always feeling the need to be perfect. of yelling and being stubborn… of being me.” y/n looked at his boyfriend, nodding, he started to get closer until katsuki was in his arms. “did you sleep last night?” y/n asked. he felt katsuki shake his head, blond hair lightly tickling y/n’s neck, “no.”

“figured,” y/n sighed. he didn’t let katsuki go, he knew better than that, “want me to respond or just let you be?” katsuki toke a while until he responded, “just .. don’t go anywhere.”

“where would i go, katsuki? i’m here. always am.”

izuku midoriya.

“izuku.. why are you awake?” y/n groggily asked. he rubbed his eyes, trying his hardest to fight his sleeplessness. he peaked at the clock that read 4:03 AM. it was too early, even for izuku. he sat up and looked at his boyfriend who sat staring at nothing in the pitch darkness.

y/n heard izuku sigh and turn his head to look at him, “nothing, love. i’m alright.” y/n tilted his head, copying the green individual, “no. no, you’re not alright. you’ve been down for days and i’m worried.” his smile dropped as deku frowned. izuku’s eyes darted to the window that emitted the faintest of light as the sun slowly rose.

izuku uncomfortably shuffled in the bed, “didn’t mean to make you worried.” he said. y/n nodded and softly wrapped his arms around izuku. he felt his boyfriend wrap his own arms around y/n’ waist and rest his head on y/n’s shoulder.

“i don’t know. this is all i wanted and more, but.. it gets loud sometimes. i feel like this was way more fun when it was a mere dream in middle school, nothing is easy, i know that, but is it supposed to be this hard? i don’t know...”

y/n knew izuku wasn’t expecting an answer, and to be frank, he had no idea what to say. he dug his hands in izuku’s curls and kissed the top of his head, “i love you.” the least y/n could do was comfort him and the way izuku’s arms wrapped tighter around y/n made him close his eyes, pleased with this small step for now.

#bnha #bnha x male reader #katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugou x male reader #mha #katsuki bakugo #mha x male reader #my hero academia x male reader #izuku midoriya #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x male reader

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theoncelee · 4 months

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Squealing Santa Submission!!

I’ve had this done for a bit, but figured I’d post it on Christmas Day because why not?

Hi! @blueberrygiggles I’m your Squealing Santa this year!! Thank you @hypahticklish for orchestrating! I really can’t be trusted with winter holiday themed things can I? Yes, I wrote about both Chanukkah and Christmas, again. Listen I just can’t pick, ok? They’re both too fun. Hope that’s ok 😅

Also I made a lil visual aid it’s just flat colors but:

Fandom: MHA

Ship: KiriBaku (Romantic)

Warnings: Light swearing and capital text. Other than that nothing this is super fluffy ^-^

Summary: AU where Kirishima celebrates Christmas and Bakugou celebrates Chanukkah. Kirishima and Bakugou are enjoying a lazy day chilling in Bakugou’s dorm room. The topic of which winter holiday, Christmas or Chanukkah, is better comes up. Playful tickling ensues 😈. Later, when lying in bed, Kirishima takes his sweet, soft, revenge.

Bakugou and Kirishima were just chilling in Bakugou’s dorm room, shooting the shit.

“I’m just saying, Christmas is the best holiday. I mean, come ON. Lights, cookies, and best of all, MAGIC. Chanukkah has NOTHING on THAT” Kirishima argued playfully.

“Nothing you say? Chanukkah has latkes, fire and gambling. That beats some fatass in a stupid suit any day of the week” Bakugou replied.

“Gambling?” Kirishima questioned.

“The fuck do you think dreidel is, shitty hair?”

Kirishima burst into loud laughter at that.

“DREIDEL? PFFT ihit doehoesn’t cohount if ihit’s chohocolahahate”

“Alright, pack it up gaylord before I give your something to laugh about” Bakugou shot back.

“You say as if you aren’t the biggest gigglemonster in Class 1A, Bakubro.” Kirishima teased with his signature shark-toothed grin and a wiggle of his fingers.

“Speak for yourself, sir laughs-a-lot” Bakugou retorted with an indignant huff.

“Aww that was cute. I’m tickled”

“You will be if you don’t watch your attitude”

“Says you, giggles” Kirishima replied, accentuating the statement with a quick poke to Bakugou’s side, causing the fiery blond to bite down on his lower lip.

“That’s rich coming from you, flinch-meister” Bakugou easily returned, tasing kirishima in the ribs, resulting in a dramatic flinch and a sharp gasp.

“Oh yeah? Well, too bad you’re too slow to catch me.”

And with that Kirishima took off running out of Bakugou’s dorm room and towards the common room in a blind fit of nervous energy, giggles already threatening to bubble up and out of his throat. Bakugou was hot on his trail, fighting a grin of his own (he DID have a reputation, you know). The two quickly found themselves in the common room, facing each other from opposite ends of the couch, swerving to try and fake the other out. Though they tried to look serious, no one could mistake the excitement and playfulness dancing in their eyes. Finally tiring of the back and forth game, Bakugou leapt across the entire couch, flying into Kirishima and barreling them both to the ground in a tangle of limbs. Bakugou scrambled to straddle Kirishima.

“Nooo dohohon’t”

“Don’t what, shitty hair?”

“Tihickle mehe”

Before Kirishima ever realized the trap he’d fallen into, Bakugou shoved his hands up his boyfriend’s shirt and scratched at Bakugou’s toned stomach.

“AIIIIIIIIEHAHAHA BAHAKUHUBROHOHO”

“Yes love?”

“AHAHAHAA”

“I’m sorry, I can’t understand you sweetheart”

“NAAAAAHAHAHA DOHOHON’T” “AHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP”

“Don’t stop? Well, if you insist”

“NOHOHOHO IHIHI AAHAHAHA”

“Just shut up and laugh, shitty hair”

With that Bakugou squeezed his hands into Kirishima’s underarms. And Kirishima did indeed “shut up and laugh” considering he could no longer get a single word out through his laughter. Sensing his boyfriend was reaching his limit, Bakugou moved on to his grand finale, Kirishima’s ribs. He found the rib 3 from the bottom on the left, the one he KNEW Kirishima couldn’t stand, and dug in with scratching, vibrating fingers. The reaction was immediate.

“AAAAAIIIIII…………AHAHAHA………AH………NAHAHHHH……MEHE…..HERHEE….CEEEEE”

That last scream sounded suspiciously like “Mercy”, so Bakugou slowed his tickling down to just gentle tracing, keeping Kirishima in light giggles before rolling off him to get him some much needed water. Kirishima just closed his eyes and smiled, feeling significantly happier than he had before.

Later that night, Kirishima and Bakugou were cuddled up in Kirishima’s cramped bed, the tips of their noses practically touching as they easily shared whispers and hushed laughter between them. Wide smiles tugging hard at their cheeks, stray hands roaming, blushes deepening. All it took was one stray finger brushing against Bakugou’s side where it met his back, causing Bakugou to let out a small yelp and Kirishima to raise an eyebrow, mischief dancing in his eyes.

“Oh? What’s that I hear? Is that…an opportunity for revenge?” Kirishima wasted no time grabbing Bakugou’s waist, flipping him over and pulling Bakugou’s back into his own chest. Firmly securing Bakugou against him with one arm, Kiri used his free hand to skitter his fingers all over Bakugou’s tummy, causing the sweetest, most out of character giggles to spill from the blondes lips without restraint. Normally he was able to resist such light tickles, but it was late and he was too tired to try or care. Soft, easy laughter bubbled up from his core and poured out of his mouth without protest as he threw his head back on Kirishima’s shoulder and grabbed desperately at his hands, despite putting no force into actually pushing them away. Naturally, Kirishima noticed.

“Aww is the super manly King Explosion Murder not strong enough to push me off? Or is he having too much fun to even try?” Bakugou could only shake his head and giggle in response. Because he WAS having fun. It felt good, to laugh like this. To be tickled and teased and so thoroughly messed with. It felt good to know that someone cared about, no, LOVED him enough to want to fuck with him like this. He kept up a tough facade, and he was slow to trust, but with Kirishima he felt SAFE and LOVED. And he knew he could love THIS, with HIM, without judgement. And GOD it felt good. He let his giggles grow without resistance, reveling in the feeling of laughter and being teased like this.

“Careful, love. Don’t wake our classmates” Kirishima chucked directly into Bakugou’s ear, careful to make sure his breath alone tickled.

Seeming to have forgotten they weren’t entirely alone, Bakugou quickly clamped a hand over his mouth, attempting to muffle the sweet giggles he couldn’t even attempt to stop from streaming out of him. That’s when he felt treacherous fingers slip under his thin sleep shirt, the scribbling on his bare skin somehow WORLDS better worse. Kirishimas delicate fingers scratched and scraped at Bakugou’s soft skin, occasionally digging into the toned muscle underneath. They were like spiders, softly reeling in their prey for the taking. And Kirishima, that godsend asshole, was definitely taking. Kirishima’s dangerous hands traveled up and down Bakugou’s torso, tickling from his hips all the way to the top of his ribs, occasionally even dipping into his underarms. Bakugou grabbed a nearby pillow and threw his face into it in a desperate attempt to muffle his soft laughter. When he felt one devious finger swirl into his navel, he felt himself double over in a failed attempt to curl up, still held firm in Kirishima’s embrace. His mind was alight with the buzz of nothingness, unable to comprehend anything besides the feeling of Kirishima against his back, the safe arm around his waist, and the gentle tickles crawling over every inch of skin they could reach. Sensing his boyfriend was reaching his limit, Kirishima slowed his tickles down until he was just gently rubbing away all the ghost tickles, before pulling Bakugou even further into him, carding his fingers through Bakugou’s hair, and whispering sweet praises in his ear. He kept this up until Bakugou drifted off to sleep, cheeks still dusted pink and a soft smile still tugging at his lips, body still curled around Kirishima’s arm. Kirishima himself wasn’t awake to enjoy the sight for much longer.

#squealing santa 2k23 #mha #mha tickle #kiribakutickle #kiribaku #lee!bakugou #lee!kirishima #ler!bakugou #ler!kirishima #switch!bakugou #switch!kirishima #mha tickle fic #kiribaku tickle fic #my fics #tickle community #tfb #ss2k23 #tickle fic

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