QueenofCreatures14

[trrickytickle]

Biggest Weakness P2

Mai had never wondered if Zuko was ticklish. Sure, he’d flinch when she brushed her hand over his scar that extended to his upper ribs. But she’d just assumed he was sensitive. Which appeared to be true-just in a different way than she was thinking.

The group sat in a tent, with Zuko laying with his head in Mai’s lap. Toph and Aang sat on either side of him, holding his arms down, while Katara knelt next to his left side to focus on his scar.

“I didn’t know having Zuko’s head in my lap was an option!” ranted Sokka.

“It wasn’t,” retorted Zuko, relaxing as Katara started her healing on his chest.

“WHY NOT?? I call dibs when Mai isn’t here.”

Mai looked down at Zuko, “Oh, I don’t plan on missing any of these in the future.”

Zuko blushed slightly, avoiding her eyes. Based on Sokka’s treatment, she had a feeling she knew what was coming, although she hoped it wouldn’t be as loud. When Katara treated Sokka’s leg and near his foot, he screamed louder than Mai previously thought was possible. And she wasn’t even close to him; after all, Zuko was the one holding him in his arms as Aang and Toph each sat on a leg.

Katara shifted her healing to the left, and Zuko’s face twitched as he tensed up.

Aang gripped his arm a little tighter, “You ok there buddy?”

“Yeah, you’re usually all giggly by now,” Sokka chimed in.

“Sokka, be nice,” said Katara.

“Why? He’s the one who attacked me!”

Mai stroked Zuko’s hair, wondering if he was restraining himself because she was there. She softly started tickling his ears, smiling as he flinched and looked up at her, giggling.

Zuko often wondered about what returning to his new duties as Firelord would entail. He supposed it would be full of proposing new laws and leading council meetings, as well as, he suspected, trying not to die. But most troubling, it would be a world without the gaang by his side. Sure, they’d still be friends. They probably wouldn’t let him leave their group even if he tried. But they wouldn’t always be next to him. Supporting him. Protecting him. Or, in the current case, tickling him.

Zuko twisted his head back and forth, unable to stop himself from giggling now that he started. The tickling on his ears hadn’t let up, and that, combined with Katara shifting ever closer to his ribs, got him full-on laughing.

And it was a nice laugh. One you would expect from a teenager, although he often seemed much older than one in Mai’s view. She had the sudden urge to kiss him, just to get closer to that sound. A sound which was echoed by the members of the gaang as they held Zuko down.

“Awwww….look at Zu-Zu,” Sokka crooned. Seeing Katara’s glare, he quickly added, “Your kingliness, your grace. Full of honor and-ZUKO!”

Sokka dodged the kick to his head, quickly squeezing underneath Zuko’s ribs in retaliation. Zuko yelped and bucked, while Sokka yanked back from the water Katara playfully splashed at him.

“What? Shouldn’t we take this opportunity to show Mai all of Lord Zu-Zu’s tickle spots?”

“Nohoho,” Zuko laughed.

Toph grinned, “I’m all for it.”

“Me too!” yelled Aang.

“GUYS!” The trio paused, staring at Katara guiltily. She softened. “I’m sure Mai is more than capable of finding all of Lord Zu-Zu’s tickle spots herself.”

Mai looked down at Zuko, “Oh, I fully intend to. Now I know what to do if he ever tries to breaks up with me again.”

The room erupted in indignation:

“Wait hold on-“

“HE broke up with YOU?”

“ZUKO, WHAT AN IDIOT!!”

“Ihihihi-it was to johohohoin you hahaHAHAHA,” Zuko’s head dropped back and he cackled as Katara shifted positions again. 

“Well you should’ve just brought her along,” stated Toph.

“Yeah Zuko, why didn’t you bring her? She’s not as grumpy as you.” Aang grinned, poking Zuko in the side.

Sokka added, “She clearly adores us…not as much as she adores YOUUUU though.”

Mai flushed slightly. Although she had professed her love for Zuko when she stood up to Azula, she had yet to let him in on that fact, although she hoped he already knew. 

Katara paused her healing to give Zuko a second to breathe. 

“Has it always been like this?” Mai asked.

Katara smiled, “No-”

“Let the expert answer this,” Sokka butted in, clearing his throat in a professional-sounding manner.

“Expert in what-being ticklish?” Toph cracked.

“NO,” Sokka glared. “In being healed by Katara’s funky water thingie.”

“I was healed too-,“ Aang began.

“I to have been subject to these same torturous methods,” Sokka continued, ignoring Aang’s remark, “It doesn’t seem to have the same effects on the initial injury. But as they start to heal, the bodies…shall we say…sensitivities come back.”

“Yeah, and Zuko’s even more ticklish than before!” chimed Aang.

“Probably because he fractured his rib,” added Toph.

“ENOUGH!” exclaimed Zuko. “Stop talking about me like I’m not here.”

“Sounds like he’s ready to finish the treatment,” said Aang, wiggling his eyebrows at Zuko.

“Brace yourself, people,” said Toph. “He gets really wiggly on this one.”

“I do noHAHAHAHAHAT!” Zuko’s voice cracked as Katara continued her healing, settling on his top ribs. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” 

The ticklish feeling went straight to his core. It seemed to follow the path of the scar leading to his heart, leaving him completely helpless to control his howls. He felt a familiar tug in his chest from the prolonged laughter, a feeling that used to be foreign to him. He used to never smile, let alone laugh. And now? If a day didn’t go by when he laughed his guts, out something felt wrong.

“There goes his leg!” Sokka cackled. “You gotta pedal with both feet buddy!”

Mai looked over to see Zuko’s left leg frantically kicking out like a deer-dog getting it’s belly scratched.

“OKOKOK KATARAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA,” Zuko begged, trying desperately to roll on his side, “THAHAT’S ENOUGHAHAHA UNCLEHEHEhehehe.”

His laughter died down as the feeling stopped, leaving him exhausted with a goofy grin on his face he just couldn’t seem to wipe off.

“Oh, I didn’t know Iroh was coming,” said Sokka. The group stared as Zuko burst into high-pitched laughter, quickly joining in his hysterics. 

“I KNEW HE THOUGHT I WAS FUNNY,” said Sokka.

“Yeah, I’m sure that’s the reason,” Toph replied.

“You wanna get some rest now?” asked Katara, trying to hold in her laughter at Zuko’s continued giggles.

“Nohohoho,” he squirmed, “Ihihit’s embarrassing.”

“More embarrassing than that display of manliness?” Toph asked.

“Come on Zuko-it’s okay,” Aang said, starting to tickle gently under Zuko’s arm. Zuko rolled his eyes but didn’t try to get away from the feeling. Toph’s fingers quickly found a spot under his other arm.

“Two lovers, forbidden from one another. A war divides their people,” Aang sang softly, “And a mountain divides them apart. Built a path to be together.”

Sokka scrunched his brow, “Aang don’t you dare-“

“SECRET TUNNEL!!!!” belted Aang and Toph. “SECRET TUNNEL!”

“AANG!!!!”

“THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS….”

The singing continued, although muffled, as Sokka placed a hand on their mouths. “Secret, secret, secret-” 

“Not another wo-TOPH!”

“SECRET TUNNEL!!!!” the duo finished, Sokka frantically shaking the hand that was covering Toph’s mouth. 

“SHE BIT ME!”

“Oh, you’re fine Captain Boomerang. Pipe down, Giggles is trying to sleep over here.”

Mai glanced at Zuko, surprised to see that his eyes were closed and his breathing even after all that noise. He continued to giggle lightly as Aang resumed lightly tracing his armpit.

“Mai-watch this,” whispered Sokka, reaching out with his hands outstretched, fingers wiggling. 

“Sokka don’t you dare,” Katara pushed him away, “Let him rest.” 

“PLEASSEEEEEE.”

“Sokka no,” Katara answered, turning to Mai. “He’s been banned from holding down Zuko’s arms because he would wake him up by grabbing his ribs.”

“And it was HILARIOUS,” added Sokka. “I didn’t know his voice could go so high.”

“Not as high as yours goes,” laughed Aang.

“SUKKI LOVES MY VOICE AND THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS,” proclaimed Sokka.

“Why don’t you just earthbound them to hold them down when Katara’s healing them?” Mai asked Toph.

“Well, we did for Sokka, but when we mentioned it to Zuko I could tell he got really nervous,” Toph replied. “So we started doing this, and then SOKKA decided to be all WHINEY about it so now we do it to him too-“

“YES BECAUSE I EITHER GET HELD BY SUKKI OR ZUKO, BOTH OF WHICH ARE GREAT HUGGERS,” yelled Sokka. “You’re just jealous.” 

He looked at the groups’ raised eyebrows. “What? He’s warm. We all know this. Right?”

“Zuko is a good hugger,” shrugged Aang.

“SEE! Aang knows what I’m talking about.”

Katara rolled her eyes. “Zuko, you good?”

Mai looked down in surprise, not realizing he was still awake while they were talking about him. She would have expected some type of reaction if he was listening, but he didn’t look embarrassed at all as he nodded his head.

“Is he-“

Katara smiled, “He’s almost asleep-he get’s in this state where he’s half asleep.”

“Yeah, and he’ll admit to anything! Zuko…” Toph lightly started tickling his armpit. “Do you like this? Do you want us to stop?”

Zuko giggled and shook his head. Mai covered her smile with her hand, stroking his hair with the other.

“Zukoooooo-,” chimed in Aang. “Do you love us?”

Zuko nodded his head.

“Oh your jerkiness,” sang Sokka. “Do you think I’m funny?”

Zuko shook his head and Mai couldn’t help but laugh along with the group. 

“HE’S LYING-LOOK AT HIS FACE-“ Sokka stammered. “Toph, he’s lying, isn’t he.”

Toph shrugged. “I don’t know, sounds like a personal problem to me.”

 “IT IS PERSONAL!” Sokka shrieked.

Katara looked over at Mai and smiled mischievously. “Zuko-do you love Mai?”

The group held their breath as they looked at Zuko, who nodded his head slowly. Mai thought she could see a slight blush on his cheeks similar to the one that crept on hers, but it may have been from the previous laughter that left his face bright red.

“AWWWWWWW,” the group collectively crooned.

“I MISS SUKI,” sniffed Sokka.

“Come on Sokka, maybe she’s back by now.” Aang left the tent with Sokka, whose face lit up at the prospect.

“Come on, Sugar Queen,” Toph grunted.

Katara stood, looking back at Mai. “Well, now you know Zuko’s weakness.”

Mai smiled. “I think his biggest weakness is you guys.” 

Mai stroked Zuko’s hair, then lowered her hands to circle around his armpits, no longer hiding her smile at his soft laughter. She waited until the voices singing the second verse of “Secret Tunnel” grew dim, and Zuko’s face returned to its normal hue. She looked carefully into Zuko’s face and whispered, “I love you too.” 

Seeing the blush on his face, she dug her fingers into Zuko’s upper ribs. Zuko SCREAMED and shot up, frantically laughing and attempting to twist away from her grip.

“I knew it. I knew you were faking!” 

Zuko finally grabbed her hands, turned around, his laughter slowly fading. “I wahaha-I wasn’t,” he paused, taking a deep breath. “I wasn’t faking it. At least, not all of it.” 

She looked into his face, then slowly cupped his chin and kissed him. “Neither was I.”

He put his arms around her, then broke into a smile as one of her hands drifted into his armpit.

“Mahahahi-“

Mai pulled him back against her lips, muffling his laughter. She paused, looking into Zuko’s questioning eyes, and patted her hand on her lap.

“Come on. I’ll be nice.”

Zuko grinned and lay back down in Mai’s lap, relaxing as Mai raised his arms, tracing shapes in one of his armpits. 

“So I hear there’s a play I need to see…”

Zuko shook his head, eyes closed. “Absohoholutely nohahat.”

“Maybe I can convince you later,” she said teasingly.

Zuko relaxed against her touch. He often questioned if he deserved to feel as happy as he sometimes did, but her hands felt so good against him that he couldn’t seem to focus on those voices in his head. Somehow, he wasn’t as worried about what would happen after going back to Firelord duties. He suspected the laughter he had become aquatinted with would continue after his return. 

[made-by-jade-222]

☕🍮Tickletober: Anticipation🍮☕ - Back from Summer Break!

Summer break’s just ended, and school’s just begun. It’s move-in day at the dorms and all the students are so excited to see their friends and classmates again. ❤

Lers! Kirishima, Kirishima’s Moms, Mina, Sero, Ojiro, 

Lees! Aoyama, Iida, Kirishima

Length: 🎃 (Which means it’s tickletober length! Long or short, whatever feels right! ^.^💕)

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“Izuku! Why, I’ve never seen you pack your bags so fast!” Inko remarked with a chuckle. 

Her son stood by the door eagerly, a full and neatly-packed suitcase in his hand, the others on rollers behind him. “I can’t help it Mom! I’m excited!” he said. “Besides, don’t act like you aren’t either,” he teased, nodding at the pile of cling wrapped cookies she’d baked for everyone.

She smiled fondly. “Well of course I’m excited,” she said, walking over to him. She gently held his face with one hand. “How could I not be excited to see the people who gave my beautiful boy what I never could?”

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I've never done this before but I've been meaning to for weeks now, so here we go! Might I request a free sample with TodoBaku? Your choice of lee/ler? Thank you! ^^ (it doesn't have to be the shipping btw it was just easier to write their names like that lol)

(A/N: Okay so, bc it's you, this actually ended up being cupcake length. xD Also I was like yeah, I tried, I can't condense this into like, 800-900 words. It's about 1,500. Hope you enjoy! ^.^ 💕 And thank you SO much for your patience!)

Random Todoroki & Bakugou Scenario

To say that Bakugou had been in a mood was an ungodly understatement. He’d been his usual loud self for most of the day, but something was different.

His insults weren’t the usual shallow, stereotypical poking fun of one personality trait or feature. Today, his remarks had weight to them.

“Wow, I love your outfit Aoyama! Where’d you get it?” Uraraka asked.

Bakugou snorted. “Don’t bother asking, round face. We all know you can’t afford it.”

Sato came in with a tray of muffins. “Hey guys! I just made these; anybody want some?” he asked.

Bakugou grabbed a muffin and said, “Gee, I wonder who’s gonna be the man in the relationship.”

Aoyama gasped. “How dare you! There’s nothing wrong with baking!” he said.

“Nobody likes you. We all just pretend to tolerate you because you’re so pitiful,” Bakugou said, then smirked when Aoyama’s eyes filled with tears.

Later in the day, Todoroki bumped into Bakugou as they were walking by each other.

“Oh, sorry.”

“Watch it, Daddy issues!”

And on it went.

He went out of his way to insult anyone who talked to him, so by the time training arrived, everyone was avoiding him like the plague. They’d all told the Senseis about what he’d been saying. Toshinori and Aizawa tried to talk to him, but Bakugou just kept his mouth shut and glared at them. Eventually they let him go, unsure of what to do for the moment.

After quirk training, they were using the last portion of their training time on upper body strength. This included crunches, weightlifting, using swinging rings and monkey bars (but the official gym versions of them) as well as a large net made of thick ropes that you had to climb up, and jump off the other side of the platform. Much to his annoyance, Bakugou was one of the last to try the rope wall. What made it difficult was how big the holes were, so one had to have careful balance and coordination, so they didn’t a leg stuck, or fall halfway through.

No one was paying attention when it was his turn, since he was last to go, and since they were all mad at him. Somehow, Bakugou lost his balance and fell through, his arms getting caught. He ended up suspended a few inches above the ground with his arms above his head, tangled up in the rope.

“HEY!” he yelled, grunting in frustration, and trying to get himself out, with no luck. “Get me outta here!”

The class turned their attention back to him and laughed.

“Aww, poor little Bakugou is stuck!”

“Not so hot now are ya, big guy?”

“You want our help? Get yourself out.”

He shouted after them, threats and calling them even more names, but everyone ignored him. Even Kirishima. He hung there for a moment, panting, before he turned his head and noticed that one person had stayed.

“Icy hot? What are you doing here? Come to gloat?” he asked. “Where are the Senseis?”

“They went ahead to make sure things were ready for dinner. Remember? Aizawa-Sensei stayed to take us back, but he had to step outside to take an important phone call,” Todoroki said.

“How convenient,” the blonde muttered. “So, are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna help me?” he asked.

Todoroki raised an eyebrow and stepped closer. “Oh, trust me, I’m definitely going to help you,” he said.

Bakugou’s eyes widened in horror as he saw his classmate raise his hands, formed into claws. He fought the smile that threatened to spread across his face. “Don’t you dahahahahahahare!” he said, mentally kicking himself for giving into laughter so quickly.

Todoroki smirked as he danced his fingers all over his sides and stomach. “After the way you’ve been acting today? I do dare,” he said.

Bakugou thrashed, the little that he could, and only succeeding in swinging a bit. But the tickling fingers that sent that silly, happy feelings through his nerves were persistent and followed him everywhere he moved. “Ahahahahahaha! Stahahahahahap ihihihihit!” he demanded. “I’ll kihihihihihill you!”

“Nah. I think I’ll kill you first.”

“WhahahahAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! NO! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Todoroki had started roughly scribbling his fingers in his worst spot, between his armpits and upper ribs.

Bakugou kicked his feet as he laughed hysterically. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! THE ROHOHOHOHOPES ARE CHAHAHAHAIFING MY WRISTS! DAHAHAHAHAMN IT!”

“Then stop wiggling so much.”

“SCREW YOU! I CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T!”

The other boy slowed down and went down his ribs and started kneading his sides. “And why is that?” he asked.

“It tihihihihihickles! You hahahahaha! Dumbass! Leheheheheave me alohohohone!”

“I will once you tell me why you were such a jerk today. You usually are, but it’s been a while since you’ve been downright cruel. And going by my observations, that means something’s seriously wrong. Everyone’s mad at you and you pushed away the Senseis earlier, so there’s no one else left. Tell me. What’s going on?”

“Nehehehehever! I’ll nehehehehever tell!”

“Okay.”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT AGAIN! AHAHAHAHAHA OKAHAHAHAY! I’LL TEHEHEHELL! I’LL TEHEHEHELL!”

Keeping his word, Todoroki stopped, then helped him get out of the tangle of ropes. Bakugou dropped to his feet and stumbled, falling to the floor in an exhausted heap. His classmate sat next to him, calmly observing him, and waiting for him to recover.

Finally, the explosive blonde had his breath back, and glared at Todoroki, saying nothing.

“Well?”

“The hell was that for?”

“To get you to spill about why you were being so cruel today. As I said, it’s not typical for you, so that means there’s something seriously wrong. And I also wanted to get back at you for the laundry room incident.”

“But you like it.”

“True, but I also like tickling people back. You think I’d let you tickle me and not try to get you back? Anyway, you’re stalling. Enough about me,” he said. He made two ice bracelets and handed them to him. “For your wrists,” he said, eyeing the red marks from the ropes.

Bakugou wordlessly put them on, and then took a deep breath and spoke. “Someone was gonna find out eventually, so that’s the only reason I’m telling you,” he said. He grabbed his pant leg and rolled it up, revealing a swollen calf. “I was trying to make a bad-ass stunt video to impress Kirishima, and I ended up hitting my shin pretty badly. I didn’t say anything because I knew those dumbasses would make fun of me, just like you’re going to as soon as I finish talking. It hurts like hell, though I know the bone’s not broken.”

Todoroki nodded slowly, thankful for his poker face. “So you were in extreme pain all day, and lashed out at everyone because of it. You need to get this taken care of,” he said, standing up and offering him a hand.

Bakugou squinted at him, suspicious. He stood up on his own, wincing with pain. “Well?” he asked. “Is that all?”

Todoroki nodded. “Come on, let’s go,” he said. “I’ll help you come up with a lie so people won’t know what really happened. Your secret is safe with me.”

Bakugou scoffed. “Yeah right,” he said. “What’s your game, Icy Hot?”

Torodoki stopped and looked him in the eyes. “I don’t have one, not this time. This little rivalry of ours may be in hero training, but it doesn’t have to exist outside of that,” he said. “And if I were in your situation, I’d want someone to help me too.”

“You’re up to something,” Bakugou said.

“You can believe what you want,” Todoroki said. “Now, what epic accident caused your injury? We have to find something that’s believable, but still sounds cool.”

They eventually found something to tell the Senseis, and he got his leg healed after getting a lecture for concealing an injury. Bakugou waited for the other shoe to drop for the rest of the evening, but Todoroki didn’t say or do anything, and he hated that. He hated this…gross, awful feeling he had inside. He sat on his bed and ran a hand through his hair, wondering what to do. Finally, he made a decision.

He sat at his desk and pulled out several sheets of notebook paper. He knew that if anyone teased him or asked him about sending these, he could easily claim forgery and add the fact that he’s never done anything like that before so it couldn’t have been him. But as long as the people he was writing to saw them, he’d be satisfied.

Sighing, he put pencil to paper and started to write.

‘Dear Round face,

I’m sorry…’

And thankfully, by the time he’d finished writing an apology note to everyone he’d insulted and slid them under their doors, that awful feeling in his chest was finally gone. And the hugs and kisses he got from his red-headed, lovable, and forgiving boyfriend certainly didn’t hurt. And neither did the tickles.

[infrequent-creator]

IM REBLOGGING THIS WITH MY WHOLE CHEST CAUSE I LOVE @made-by-jade-222 ‘s work.

Fuck you anon.

[featherstreams]

Cheer Up and Tell

A/N: Thank you again to @queenofcreatures14 for the request! (So sorry for the tag)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!! (Repost edit: No changes have been made to this, it’s purely a repost!)

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 I'm 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-IZUHUHUKUHUHU!!"

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 calmed down, silence overtaking the bedroom.

"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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☕🍮Tickletober: Anticipation🍮☕ - Back from Summer Break!

Summer break’s just ended, and school’s just begun. It’s move-in day at the dorms and all the students are so excited to see their friends and classmates again. ❤

Lers! Kirishima, Kirishima’s Moms, Mina, Sero, Ojiro, 

Lees! Aoyama, Iida, Kirishima

Length: 🎃 (Which means it’s tickletober length! Long or short, whatever feels right! ^.^💕)

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“Izuku! Why, I’ve never seen you pack your bags so fast!” Inko remarked with a chuckle. 

Her son stood by the door eagerly, a full and neatly-packed suitcase in his hand, the others on rollers behind him. “I can’t help it Mom! I’m excited!” he said. “Besides, don’t act like you aren’t either,” he teased, nodding at the pile of cling wrapped cookies she’d baked for everyone.

She smiled fondly. “Well of course I’m excited,” she said, walking over to him. She gently held his face with one hand. “How could I not be excited to see the people who gave my beautiful boy what I never could?”

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A big happy class 1-a family 😊

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The Peppermint & Protector: Together At Last ❤

On a weekend holiday trip to the winter village, Todoroki and Iida find themselves dying to confess their love for each other. But they keep getting interrupted! Will they ever get the chance to confess their love?

Lers! Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki

Lees! Toshinori, Todoroki, Iida

Length: 🍨

(A/N: THIS TOOK ME SO LONG Y'ALL BETTER ENJOY IT xD 💕 Also special thanks to @emeriethevalkyriegirl for suggesting that they become a couple! xD Otherwise I wouldn't have thought of it in the first place! xD 💕)

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When Todoroki woke up, a contented smile graced his features. He felt so warm, so safe. It took him a moment to realize that he'd been sleeping in Iida's arms. At first he thought nothing of it, since they were normally affectionate like this. But then, the memories from the previous night flooded in. The lyrics of the song, the tears, and the ache in his heart.

Todoroki looked up at the sleeping face before him. His heart ached. "I...I love you," he whispered, tears filling his eyes.

'As more than a friend,' he thought.

Iida didn't stir. He still slept soundly.

Saying that had given the shorter boy some relief. And his bladder distracted him from his heartache. After managing to slowly wiggle out of Iida's surprisingly-strong-in-his-sleep grip, he went to the bathroom.

Iida woke up as soon as he left, finding his arms empty and the bed cold. He frowned. Then the events of last night came to him.

'I have to tell him,' Iida thought. 'I have to tell him I love him. But, how?'

Todoroki came back into the room. "Good morning," he said. "Thanks again for last night."

"No problem," Iida said, yawning. "Shall we go downstairs and have some breakfast?"

"Sounds good."

Everyone was downstairs, happily enjoying a Christmas breakfast. Yamada was joyfully flipping Christmas tree shaped pancakes in his festive apron while whistling Christmas tunes.

Iida and Todoroki quickly filled their plates and took their seats, waiting for the show to begin. Every year, so they'd been told, Aizawa and Yamada would argue about Thanksgiving and Christmas.

"Zashi, I swear, you'd better not-" Aizawa said, coming down the stairs.

Yamada spun around to face his husband, smiling unabashedly.

"Oh come on! It's barely November!"

"Who cares? Halloween's over! Move over baby! Because here comes Christmas!"

"So are you just skipping over thanksgiving entirely because you're a selfish, ungrateful person?"

"I am not selfish! It's better to give than receive Shouta, and Christmas is all about giving! Besides, there's nothing romantic about Thanksgiving!"

Aizawa took his husband's hands and smiled tenderly. "It's not supposed to be," he said quietly. "It's a time to be grateful. It took us a lot to get where we are. And it's important that we remember the people who got us here."

"I...I just..."

"What?"

"What if I get sad? Remembering all the people who lived and lost? I mean, I am grateful, I just don't want to be sad."

"It's okay to be sad sometimes, Zashi. The point is not letting we it get out of control. It is so important to be grateful, because otherwise, we'll take things for granted. And as soon as they're gone, and times are tough, we'll wish we treasured them just a little more."

Yamada sniffled and nodded, getting emotional.

"Besides, if you're going to play Christmas music, at least play the good stuff," Aizawa joked, putting on a mix of Mariah Carey's All I Want for Christmas, mixed with MCR's Black Parade.

Yamada's jaw dropped. The students laughed, and then most of them got up and started singing into their spoons.

Iida and Todoroki smiled at each other, then got up to dance around with their classmates, enjoying the impromptu holiday morning.

"Alright, little listeners! Listen up!" Yamada said. "We're going on a holiday trip to the winter village! So bundle up!"

The winter village was a new and quickly famous attraction/park in the mountains. It was like an old village from Charles Dicken's era, with modern commodities and accommodations of course. There were Thanksgiving, Christmas, Kwanza, Yule, and many other holiday areas to explore, the overall theme being a wonderful, general, gentle, sweet and sentimental holiday. There were lots of activities and exhibits to see, and it was quickly becoming a favorite by all.

Class 1-A had never been there, but they'd certainly heard about it. To say they were excited was an understatement.

"The winter village?!?!? We're going to the winter village??? Really???"

"Dude! That's awesome! I can't wait! I'm gonna go pack right now!"

"Can we go sledding?"

While the rest of the students bombarded the Sensei's with questions, Uraraka couldn't help noticing that someone was missing. She checked the common room, and nobody was there. The study room, empty. So, she walked down the hall and knocked on the door.

"Toshinori-Sensei? Are you in there?"

"Yes."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"Can I come in?"

"It's may I."

"Fine. May I come in?"

"Door's open."

Uraraka came in, leaving the door partway open. She found her Sensei snuggled up in bed. He was dressed and ready to go, except for the fact that he hadn't put on his shoes.

"What are you still doing in bed, Sensei? Didn't you have breakfast yet?"

"No, not yet. I'm tired, my girl. Is it against the law for an old man to be tired?"

She smiled and climbed up onto the bed next to him, sitting on her knees. "You're not old," she said. "Come on, get up! Yamada-Sensei made pancakes downstairs! Don't you know we're going to the winter village today? Don't you wanna go?"

Toshinori sighed. "Not really. I know it would be fun, and I was looking forward to it, but then I looked in the mirror and was reminded of how old I am and how hard it would be to keep up with you all. I don't want to put a damper on your good time."

Uraraka frowned. "But you've kept up with us before!"

"I don't do well on hikes, you know that. And hiking in the cold no less? For long periods of time?"

"But there'll only be a little bit of hiking!"

"Look, just go downstairs and have fun. I'm not sure if I'll end up going, but you go downstairs and get ready."

Uraraka frowned and got off the bed, trying to think of what to do to convince her Sensei otherwise. She beamed when an idea came into her head. She whirled around and grabbed the blanket, and yanked it off him and his bed in one fell swoop.

"Come on, Sensei! Get out of bed!" she said. "We don't mind waiting for you if we have to! Besides, we have to wait for Mineta and Kaminari and Hagakure sometimes!"

"Mineta has short legs."

Uraraka laughed. "What does that have to do with anything? Ahahahaha!"

"He's young, he's spry. He can recover quickly. I'm old. I can't."

"Oh, stop it Sensei!" Uraraka huffed, sitting on the bed next to him. "We want you to come! It'll be no fun without you! And you know that we're more than happy to wait for you and help you!" she said, then promptly began to tickle his side.

Toshinori snorted and began to laugh, surprised. "Hehehehehey! Stop thahahahahat!"

"Nuh-uh! Not till you stop sulking and agree to come with us!" Uraraka said, grinning from ear to ear. Hearing her Sensei's laughter always made her so happy, espcially when she was the one to cause it.

Toshinori rolled onto his back, which only ended up getting him lots of tummy tickles. "Ahahahahaha! Urarakahahahahaha! Plehehehehease!" he giggled, though he really didn't mind.

"You gonna come with us?" she asked, unable to keep from giggling herself.

"Nohohohohoho! I'm too ohohohold!"

"Okay, you asked for it!"

Uraraka dove to the edge of the bed and started tickling his socked feet. Toshinori's laughter went up an octave and got about ten times louder.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHERE! EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!"

"Hahaha! You've got such ticklish feet, Sensei!" Uraraka teased, switching to tickle his other foot. "C'mon! Get up! Get up! Get up!"

"OKAHAHAHAY! OKAY!"

Uraraka stopped, giggling as he lay there panting, letting out a chuckle here and there.

"You," he said, pointing a finger at her. "You...you...you, you!"

She tilted her head. "Me what?"

"You little rascal," Toshinori gasped. he took a deep breath and met her gaze with a tired smile. He sat up and threw his arms around her. "Thank you," he said, kissing her temple. "I needed that."

She smiled sweetly and hugged him back, only to burst into giggles as he tickled her upper ribs and armpits in some well-deserved revenge.

"Hehehehey! Heeeelp! Ehehehehehe!" she giggled, trying to squirm away.

"No one can hear you," Toshinori teased. "No one's coming to save you from the clutches of the tickle monster!"

"Ahahahahahahahahaha! Ehehehehehehe! Hehehehehelp!"

Kaminari dashed over. "There you guys are!" he said. "Come on, we've been waiting for you!"

The two stopped their playful back and forth to look at whoever had come in. They glanced back at each other and smiled.

"Hey, Uraraka," Toshinori said. "Let's get him!"

Kaminari let out a girly shriek and ran down the hall, quickly caught by the two and given a quick little tickle attack before they all finally got their plates and sat down with the others to eat.

"Come on everyone! In the car!"

"I'm so glad we're doing this on a Saturday," Aizawa sighed, taking a deep, cleansing breath of the cold air. "Aren't you, Toshinori?"

The taller man smiled. "Absolutely," he said. "And in the spirit of not excluding any holidays, I think a thanksgiving game and listing what we're all grateful for would help pass the time."

"That's a great idea," Aizawa said.

Once everyone was on board and the cargo space filled, Aizawa started the bus. Yamada put on some quiet classical holiday music and sat in the passenger's seat. Toshinori sat at the very front. He turned around and cleared his throat.

"Alright class, settle down," he said. "It's game time."

"Ooh, what kinda game?" Mina asked.

"A thanksgiving game."

A few of the students groaned.

"Come on, trust me. I think you'll enjoy it. At the very least, learn something."

The students murmured in agreement.

"Alright, so, first game, what are some common things we all take for granted?"

"Food!"

"Running water!"

"Electricity!"

"Air conditioning!"

"Transportation!"

“Time!”

“Our health!”

“Each other!”

That answer ended the game on a sobering note. Toshinori smiled a little, but you could tell it wasn’t a happy one. 

“True enough,” he said, sadly. “But, that does transition us into our next game! Where we list all the things we’re thankful for. And I’m sure we can all say with confidence that we’re grateful to and for each other.”

“I’m grateful for this trip!”

“I’m thankful for my friends!”

“Our family!”

“Twice a week story time!”

“Yamada-Sensei’s food!”

“You guys coming and saving us!”

“The hero course!”

“UA! And the opportunity to become heroes!”

“Each other!” 

And this time, saying that brought a smile to almost everyone’s face.

The rest of the bus ride was filled with excited chatter, a few other small road trip games, and everyone sticking to themselves, playing on their phones, napping, or reading.

Todoroki and Iida sat together, Iida up against the window. He was perfectly happy to watch the trees go by for now. He snickered.

“What’s so funny?” Todoroki asked.

“Remember that one time you sneezed and caught my book on fire?” Iida asked with a grin.

The other blushed and let out a chuckle. “I do, yeah. It was pretty funny. You were trying so hard to keep it together,” he said. “But you kept your temper in check. And while I felt bad about your book, I was proud of you that day.”

Iida looked away shyly. “Well,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “Thank you.”

Finally, the bus arrived at the winter village. The excitement was palpable as Aizawa checked them into the hotel.

“Just look at this place!”

“It’s just…gorgeous!”

“Whoa! Dude, check out that chandelier!”

Yamada herded everyone upstairs to their rooms, and once they were all settled, they split up and explored the winter village. 

Kirishima and Kaminari were exploring the little gift shops, along with Mina, Aoyama, Toru, and Toshinori.

Sero, Bakugou, Ojiro, Sato, and Mineta all went sledding, while Momo and Jirou went skiing. Asui and Koda built a snow fort, while Yamada supervised.

And Izuku, Uraraka, Tokoyami, Shoji, Todoroki, Iida, explored little village with Aizawa-Sensei.

Iida glanced over the cliff, well protected by the railing. 

“Do you remember that first night I came into your room? After I’d had a nightmare?” Todoroki asked, walking up behind him and admiring the beautiful view with him.

“Yes, you were so upset that one day you’d become an uncaring, cold, snowy monster.”

Todoroki looked at the ground.

“Well, I can safely say that you have not become that monster. And you never will,” Iida said, taking his hands. 

Todoroki met his gaze. 

“I have full confidence in that. You’ll never become that monster. You’ll always be my kind, tenderhearted, Peppermint.”

Even in the cold, which he could greatly stand, Todoroki blushed. “And you’ll…you’ll always be…” His shyness threatening to overcome him, he hugged Iida tightly so as not to look at him. “You’ll always be my Fortress of safety.”

“Is that my nickname?” Iida asked with a chuckle. “Fortress?”

Todoroki sighed and broke the hug. “I knew you wouldn’t like it.”

“No, no, I do! I was thinking if our names both started with the same letter, that would be–” Iida stopped himself. “Well, anyway–”

“My Protector.” 

The taller boy locked eyes with him and felt his breath be stolen away. “It’s…that’s perfect.”

Todoroki beamed. “I think so too.”

Iida took a deep breath. “Peppermint,” he began. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you.”

Aizawa called them over. “Todoroki! Iida! It’s time for lunch! Come on!”

“I…I’ll tell you later.”

The disappointment in both their eyes was clear, but they obeyed.

Lunch was an amazing meal - a buffet at the hotel - filled with classic winter favorites. Soups, stews, simple dishes and poor man’s meals, everything one would want to eat after being out in the cold. And of course, there was milk and cookies for dessert. 

After lunch, the group switched places, and Iida and Todoroki went to the gift shops with the others. 

Soft Christmas music played as they looked around the store.

Both Todoroki and Iida caught each other looking longingly at something, and when the other wasn’t looking, they bought it for each other.

“Come on,” Iida said, a huge smile on his face. He grabbed Todoroki’s hand. “We’ll be back before they notice we’re gone!”

The two ran out of the gift shop and back to the beautiful mountain view of the city they’d been at before they’d been so rudely interrupted by Aizawa.

“I have something for you,” they said in unison, then giggled. 

“Here.”

They exchanged gifts, which were beautifully wrapped. 

Iida’s jaw dropped when he opened the little box. It was the ruby and diamond pendant he’d been looking at, hanging from a silver chain.

Todoroki’s eyes filled with tears when he opened his. It was the necklace he could look at forever. It had a silver heart pendant at the center, and the rest of the chain was filled with alternating sapphire and diamond beads.

“I’ll put it on right now.”

“I’ll wear it forever.”

They helped each other put theirs on.

“You look beautiful,” Todoroki whispered, taken aback. The soft light was hitting Iida’s face just right, and his new necklace combined with the beauty around them…

“Iida, there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you.”

Iida’s eyes lit up. Todoroki had his complete attention.

“Iida…I…”

“Boys! There you are!” Yamada said. “It’s time to go sledding!”

“Right now?” Both boys asked, their frustration clear.

Yamada frowned and put his hands on his hips. “Well, this is your only chance today! If you don’t want to go, then you can go back to the hotel and stay there and wait for us to get back.”

Todoroki thought for a moment, then perked up. He looked at Iida. “Just once?”

Iida looked confused, but after a moment, he sighed and smiled. “Alright,” he said. “Just once. Just for you, my Peppermint.”

“My Protector,” Todoroki said, grinning as Iida took his hand and they walked towards the sledding area.

They got a sled for two people and climbed the largest hill they could find. They got on, exchanged a look, then nodded and pushed off.

As they soared through the air with the cold wind on their faces, Todoroki giggled and took the opportunity to scream out what he’d been wanting to say all day.

“I LOVE YOU AS MORE THAN A FRIEND!”

Iida nearly fell off the sled.

“I LOVE YOU THE SAME WAY!” 

Todoroki began to laugh, and Iida joined him. The two were so relieved and filled with pure joy that they couldn’t help it. The sled caught on something and launched them into the air, causing both of them to fall into the snowbank.

“Whoa! Are you guys okay??” Izuku asked.

They turned over and after recovering from the dizziness, they laughed again and began making snow angels. 

After a good natured snowball war, the students vs. the Senseis, everyone went back inside the hotel. Then it was time for hot showers, a good meal, and holiday movies downstairs in one of the living room type areas the hotel had. 

Iida and Todoroki, who shared a room with Izuku and Tokoyami, decided to stay behind and snuggle while everyone else went downstairs to watch movies. With their necklaces safely in their boxes on their bedside tables, they lay in the king size bed and snuggled with each other on top of the covers. The rooms layout for multiple people was one king bed in the middle, and then a twin bed a few feet away on either side.

“Mmm…today was fun,” Todoroki sighed.

Iida smiled. “It sure was,” he said. “But you know what would make it even more fun?”

“What?” Todoroki asked, already smiling.

“This!” Iida said, tickling his tummy.

Todoroki giggled and wiggled, but otherwise didn’t move much. “Ehehehehehehehe!”

“Tickle tickle! Silly ticklish Peppermint!” 

“Hahahahahahaha! No teheheheheheasing!”

Iida tickled his belly button. “I think yes! Yes teasing! Gitchy gitchy gitchy goo!”

Todoroki’s face went red and he squealed.

The taller boy laughed. “Oh, do you enjoy that? Hmm? Well, how about this?” He pushed up Todoroki’s shirt further and began to nibble on his belly.

“Eeeeeek! Iidahahahahaha! Nohohohohoho!” Todoroki begged, drumming his feet on the bed, not so secretly enjoying this. 

“Om nom nom nom nom!”

“Ahahahahahahahahahaha!”

“PFFFFTTTTHHHHHBBBB!”

“EEEEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Iida gave him a few more tummy tickles before he fully let up and lay back on the bed with his hands behind his head, catching his breath. 

Todoroki jumped at the chance to get him back and pounced, his fingers wiggling before he even touched him. “My turn!” he said. “Tickle, tickle!”

Iida slammed his arms down and cackled as his armpits were tickled. “Ahahahahahaha! Hehehehehey!”

“Hey is for horses! And tickles are for you!” Todoroki joked, leaning down to blow in his ear at the same time.

Iida went ballistic. “NOHOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE TOO!”

“Oh? What about here?” Todoroki yanked his hands free, then raked them up and down his ribs. “Gitchy gitchy gitchy, here?”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO TEHEHEHEHEASING!”

“But you teased me!” Todoroki said, then pushed up his shirt and gave him some tummy nibbles and tickles.

Iida rolled, what little that he could, and nearly laughed his head off, it tickled so bad.

“BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! NOT MY TUMMY! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“But I love your tummy!” Todoroki cooed, tickling his belly button. “It’s so cute!” He teased, using the kinds of teases Iida would often use on him.

“BUT IT TIHIHIHIHCKLES SO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

“Not nearly as bad as this! PFFFFFTTTTHHHHBBBB!”

“EEEEEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The two began to lightly wrestle back and forth, tickling each other gently, eventually ending up on their sides, panting and facing each other. Their eyes danced with happiness and love.

“Did you mean what you said earlier?” Todoroki asked, feeling brave.

“Absolutely,” Iida replied, smiling tenderly. “I meant it with all my heart. Did you mean what you said, earlier?”

Todoroki nodded. “With all my heart,” he said. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Peppermint.”

“Protector,” Todoroki whispered, their faces inching closer.

And finally, finally, finally, after what seemed like an eternity but was really only a few seconds-

Their lips met, their lips danced, and their hearts soared.

Pulling each other close, they continued to kiss and make out, expressing their love in a way they’d been wanting to…for so long.

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Mom’s POV

ITS OFFICIALLY BEEN 100 DAYS SINCE KATSUKI BAKUGOU DIED HELP-

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I honestly can’t 😭

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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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Firstly. I wanna say I appreciate u bc u are the only tk blog I've ever found that has marcaniel content <3

Secondly. Could u do a fic of Nath trying to force Marc out of bed by giving him raspberries?

Oh! I’m happy u like my Marcaniel content, I love writing about my two babies and I’m so happy that people really like their fics too!!! There is your cute fic, hope u like it! 💛💛 I think it’s my first cute wake up tickles fic (?) I don’t remember any other hehe

Lazy Sunday

Lee: Marc Anciel

Ler: Nathaniel Kurtzberg

🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Ships: Marcaniel

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

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It was Sunday, a lazy Sunday

Nathaniel didn't usually wake up first, when he opened his eyes and saw that Marc was completely deep in sleep, he found it a little weird

But he still got up and went to do his normal morning hygiene, imagining that his boyfriend would already be awake when he got back

But no, Marc was still sleeping

Nath thought that maybe he was too tired, but it was almost 11:00 in the morning, that wasn't normal

"Marc, my love, you have to wake up" he kissed the other, Marc didn't even move

"Rainbow~"

"Leave me alone" the brunette turned around

"It's really late, come on~"

Marc dared to open one eye to see that Nathaniel was on top of him, their faces only about 2 centimeters apart

"No..."

The redhead put his hands on his own waist and smiled

"Oh no? Let's see then"

Nathaniel slowly lifted his boyfriend's shirt, causing some shivers, but the other didn't seem to care and continued without moving

"Secret attack to wake up my boyfriend: Raspberries!" Nathaniel said, as if releasing some comic book power

The other couldn't contain the energy that rose in his body when his boyfriend dropped a huge raspberry on his belly

"NAHAHATH! Pleheheheahase"

"Come on~ it's *pbbbt* time *pbbbt* to *pbbbt* wake up"

Marc shook his head from side to side and tried to grab the other

"AHAHAHA! Bahahahabe!"

"It's time, I made pancakes for you"

"Ahahalrihihi-IHIHIGHT! OK!" The writer pulled the covers off his body, also freeing himself from Nathaniel's energetic but affectionate tickling

"I'm up, I'm up" Marc laughed, going to the bathroom "thanks, love"

"You're welcome, rainbow~" Nathaniel sat on the bed and smiled

In the end, there was nothing wrong, Marc was just lazy, so the two agreed that it would be a lazy day, and spent the rest of Sunday watching movies and eating popcorn together

Like a perfect lazy Sunday

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Thanks for reading 💛💛

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Miraculous Masterlist ❤️🖤❤️🖤

The tables have turned (lee!Roosterbold ler!Caprikid)

Alix anti-writer’s block technique (lee!Marc and Nathaniel ler! Marinette and Alix)

Draw (switch!Marc and Nathaniel)

Creative block (switch!Nathaniel and Marc)

Oh. My. God. (switch!Marc and Nathaniel)

I’m not going to laugh (lee!Ladybug ler!Chat Noir)

You need to sleep (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Lazy Sunday (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Fresh paint (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Happy Valentine’s Day (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

Do you know how to play something? (lee!Luka ler!Marinette)

Ticklish hands (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Night patrol (switch!Caprikid and Roosterbold)

Make up (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Shorties~ (lee!Marc ler!Alix and Nathaniel)

Kisses and tickles (switch!Nathaniel and Marc)

Useless feather (lee!Roosterbold ler!Caprikid)

Tall or small (switch!Marc and Nathaniel)

Martina Coorcovatt (mlb oc!!!)

When I was a baby (lee!Luka ler!Adrien)

Marc and Nathaniel Headcanons

TICKLETOBER Ticklish kiss (lee!Marc ler!Nath)

TICKLETOBER Sweet (lee!Luka ler!Adrien)

TICKLETOBER Tickle Fight (switch!Adrien and Luka

TICKLETOBER Win (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

TICKLETOBER Treat (lee!Adrien ler!Luka)

TICKLETOBER Nuzzles (lee!Cat Noir ler!Ladybug)

TICKLETOBER Anticipation (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

What was that? (Lee!Adrien ler!Luka)

You’re good enough (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

It’s going to be ok (lee!Adrien ler!Luka)

Just relax (lee!Ladybug ler!Cat noir)

You are a work of art (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Tickle it out of you (lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel)

Keep playing (switch!Luka and Adrien)

Admit it (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

Cheat (lee!Marinette ler!Adrien)

You always win (lee!Marinette ler!Luka and Adrien)

Smiles (switch!Nathaniel and Marc)

Bad artist (lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc)

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tribute to the old miraculous animation 💛

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Gingerbread Sweet

This prompt was given to me by the lovely @made-by-jade-222 from her recent Zoom meeting. This is to my adorable and amazing friend @kwaiibb! Hope you enjoy it!

Summary: Sero, Ojiro, and Todoroki are all visiting Sero’s house for Christmas dinner. Before the meal, the boys make mini gingerbread houses. When Todoroki gets frustrated, Sero and Ojiro decide to help him “loosen up.”

Word Count: 1000

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Tickletober Day One - Anticipation

Notes: For an anon request! This was actually a fic I already had started, so I kind of smushed it together with the prompt lol.

Summary: Bakugo isn’t ticklish and he’s insistent on proving the fact. 

“I haven’t even started yet!”

“I wasn’t ready!”

Bakugo’s arms were clamped firmly to his sides, his elbows darted in protectively. Just moments ago, they had been crossed behind his head, a confident smirk rearing its face across his features. The sight of a couple wiggling fingers had quickly changed that, however.

“C’mon man. I’m sure it won’t be that bad.” Kirishima attempted to force his voice into something encouraging, but he couldn’t help his own amusement. “You said you were going to prove me wrong.”

“I am,” Bakugo growled. Once more, he made to lift his arms, but the slightest twitch of Kiri’s hands in his direction had them crashing back down again. “Quit moving before I call start!”

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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~"

[sleepdeprivedsloth]

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!”

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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!!”

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

[wertzunge]

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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