I started following this girl and her whole dash ended up these. And her last post. I can’t even say words. Anons took her life. If that okay with you, then carry on with your day. If you agree this is unacceptable and okay, then reblog and spread the word. What you say can actually change a persons life! So help out
I don’t care if this makes your dash look ‘ugly’, no matter what type of blog you have you should reblog it.
This is sickening. This is why I fuckin hate most anons. Most are just pure assholes. Bullies. But I realized something. They only hate on others cause their life is miserable. So they make others miserable to try and be happy. They need something to vent their pain on
Okay, I never reblog things, but this? people have no excuse to be treating others like that, nothing can justify your terrible actions, you horrible people, I feel so mad at those assholes.. I mean come on! The world would be a better place if you kept your shitty opinions for you, it’s not my fault if you’re an asshole but at least you could keep it for yourself instead of making the world an ugly place….
//This is awful. Why would you do something like this? How can you be so fucking cruel to other person that didn’t do anything to you? This is just… Horrible and you’re a horrible person, you have no excuses.
I’m sorry but why the fluff do you do this? Does it bring you some sick joy to see someone break down? To be the reason why an actual person kills themselves? Not only in it just plain wrong but you can be given fines and even be arrested for that. And don’t think you’ll never be caught because you’re on anon. The police can easily trace your I.P address and track you down. Please, a little bit of constructive criticism is fine, sometimes even asked for. But this is horrible.
That’s the most disgusting thing possible. Why would anyone encourage someone to commit suicide? If anyone’s sending those messages to you, ignore them. You are good, you are brave, you are beautiful. It might not feel that way at the minute, but wait. Hold on a little longer, and I swear it will all work out.
See this right here is part of what almost killed me last summer. I had other stuff going on mentally but seeing in my inbox over and over again negative things the monsters in my head were saying too just pushed. Pushed so far I was ready, made a plan, and waited for my family to leave the house so I could be alone to go through with my plan. Kind people saved me from myself but there are too many unkind people out there who are pushing and pushing those already on the edge. Stop pushing before you cause someone to go over that edge. It doesn’t solve anything, it just causes problems for people you don’t even know about.
Humans can be so cruel, this actually breaks my heart. Spread love, not fear, hate and pain. We are all in this world together, and deserve to be here, there isn’t a good reason for us to hate one another so much
I can believe it, people still actually do this? As a victim of bullying for my entire life, it breaks my heart to see people getting treated the way I did. Please know that your words have meaning, many people I know have tried committing suicide and I almost lost them. Please, please, please, don’t ever do this. Ever.
You could take someone’s life without even knowing it.
I agree, this is disgusting it also breaks my heart that others do this and that others have to go through this. Like she said please know that your words have meaning even if those words don’t seem like it has meaning it does not matter. I do not have the experience with almost or losing someone but I do know others who do and it’s the darkest time for them it breaks my heart…
Reblog to save a life. And if you get comments like these in anon, turn off anonymous asks and go to someone who really knows you and fully supports you. Because those anons know nothing about you and therefore whatever they say about you is false.
My heart broke when i saw this at the top of my feed. Please don’t say such hurtful things to people, regardless of if you know them or not. Nobody deserves to be treated like this, end of story.
So uh, this is actually the first t-word fic I've ever written, and I'm pretty nervous about posting it since I'm so new to it, but I want to give it a try anyways since it will give me more practice with things like this, and I find this kind of content really adorable and fluffy overall. Feel free to send any constructive criticism my way. I really want to improve on my writing!
ALL OF MY FICS ARE COMPLETELY SFW!
ALL OF MY FICS ARE PLATONIC UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE!
Warnings: This is a SFW tickle fic. Don't like, don't read!
Thanks for reading!^^
Lers: Bakusquad
Lee: Deku
"He's been in there muttering to himself for hours. Iida and I have tried everything to get him to take a break, but he won't listen. He's to stressed out about the math test coming up next week to relax." Uraraka sighed at the kitchen counter, where she was currently ranting to Mina about Deku. The poor guy had been on edge for the last two days about said math test, and no amount of study help or prompting from either of his two friends had been able to get him to chill out even a little.
Iida, who had been leaning against the counter, nodded in agreement. "I admire his dedication to his schoolwork, but I'm afraid the level of stress he's worked himself into is quite unhealthy." The class rep stated, adjusting his glasses.
"So the nerd is overworking himself again, eh?" Bakugou suddenly growled from the doorway, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero at his heels.
"I'm afraid so. He's quite worked up. I'm not even sure he slept properly last night." Iida answered, brow furrowed in concern for his green haired friend.
"Ugh! At this rate the idiot will start falling behind in training, which means I won't be able to beat him at 100%." The explosive blonde grumbled in annoyance, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes in thought, though it mostly just looked like he was angry. After a moment, an evil grin slowly spread across his face. "Oi, Roundface, Four Eyes, watch and learn. The rest of you extras follow my lead. We'll teach that nerd what'll happen to him when he decides to overwork himself."
He cracked his knuckles dramatically as he started to stalk into the common room. Iida and Uraraka would have went after him if not for Kirishima.
"Don't worry. I won't let him hurt him." He promised before taking off after his grenade of a best friend, the rest of the Bakusquad following soon after, both concerned and curious.
Not a moment later the two of them heard a startled yelp and then… Laughter?! What the heck?!
"GYAH! KAHAHACCHAAAN! STAHAHAHAAAP!! WHAHAT ARE YOU DOHOING?!?!"
Izuku wasn't quite sure how he'd gotten into this mess. One second he'd been sitting on the couch in the common room, fretting over some math he'd been having trouble with, and the next, he'd been tackled and pinned to the floor by Bakugou, who was now straddling him and digging his thumbs into his hips.
It took only a few seconds for him to realize what he was doing. When they were younger, his childhood friend used to take great pleasure in dominating him in tickle fights, which didn't take much considering how weak he'd been back then, combined with just how sensitive he was. Even so, this was pretty shocking considering that these 'tickle wars' as Bakugou used to call them, had stopped when they'd entered middle school.
He would be lying if he said he didn't kinda miss them at times. But why start them again now after so long?
"What do you think your doing overworking yourself you nerd?! Do you want to fall behind in training?! Huh?! Is that it?!" His childhood friend demanded sharply as he continued to mercilessly tickle the smaller boy into oblivion.
"I- IHIHI WHAHAHAT?! IHIHIS THAHAT WHAT THIHIS IS ABOHOUT?!" He questioned in surprise, trying his hardest to pry the angry blonde's hands away from his hips. Had it always been this bad?!
Suddenly, finally, it stopped just as quickly as it started, but his friend still didn't get off of him or even move his hands from the dreaded hotspot, which only fed into the greenettes worries, and he giggled nervously.
"You extras just gonna stand there or what? I told you to follow my lead, not stand there like a bunch of idiots! You wanna be next?!"
And that's when Izuku realized he had an audience, and he instantly blushed in embarrassment, covering his face with his hands and groaning through his excess giggling.
This couldn't possibly get any worse could it?
Apparently it could, he realized, when suddenly when he peeked out to see his former audience gathering around him with mischievous grins on their faces.
"Hey there Midoriya buddy. Why didn't you tell us you were ticklish?" Kirishima asked, a teasing little glint in his eye.
Oh crud.
And the next thing he knew, his hands had been taped above his head and pinned there, courtesy of Sero, and he was thrown back into hysterics as Bakugou resumed digging into his hotspot with the others following suit. Mina and Sero were scribbling at his sides, tummy, and ribs, while Kirishima and Kaminari squeezed at his thighs gently while simultaneously keeping him from kicking out.
His sudden inability to squirm away from the sensations seemed to only increase his sensitivity, and his laughter went up an octave.
Despite this, he didn't beg them to stop just yet. He just arched his back and laughed freely, almost as if he were having fun.
That's when Bakugou decided to get mean.
"What's the matter with you nerd? To weak to fight back? Or is it that you enjoy it? Huh? Is that it? Heh. Does little Deku still think this is fun like when we were kids?"
"NOHOHOHO!! KAHAHACCHAHAHAN!! DON'T TEHEHEASE MEHEHEHEHE!!!" He started to struggle a bit more now, desperately pulling at his trapped hands but to no avail. It took a few more minutes, but then, finally, he'd started to reach his limits, and began to beg.
"OKAYOKAYOKAHAHAY!! PLEHEHEASE! STAHAHAHAAAP!!"
"You gonna stop overworking yourself nerd? Are you gonna take a break now?" Bakugou demanded, not letting up just yet even though the others had begun to slow down.
"YEHEHEHESSSS!!! I PROHOHOMISE!! PLEASE STAHAHAHAP!!"
With that, his childhood finally let up and got off of him with a satisfied smirk, the others stopping as well and backing off as he curled into a ball, still giggling.
"That was adorable." Mina squeeled, bouncing a bit.
"Hehe. You alright dude?" Kaminari asked after a moment, kneeling down to pat his hysterical friend on the shoulder as Sero released his trapped hands.
"Hehehehe! Yeah!" The greenette answered, sitting up a bit to face them all, eyes sparkling with joy despite his deep blush. "Why'd you guys do that though? Kacchan?" He turned to the atomic blonde, who had already started to leave the room, but he stopped when Izuku called out to him and turned to face the exhausted greenette.
"It doesn't count as a win if I don't beat you when your at your best, so I can't have you overworking yourself. Tch. Deku. You idiot."
Izuku blinked for a second at the answer, but then smiled a bit and nodded. Maybe his childhood friend still cared after all. The blonde rolled his eyes and started to head back up the stairs before suddenly stopping again, but this time with the same evil smirk as before. Izuku couldn't help but cover his hips with his arms protectively, little titters of laughter escaping him once more.
But Bakugou just turned to the kitchen door, where Iida and Uraraka had apparently been watching the whole thing, much to Izuku's embarrassment. "Oi you two," He called over to them, "Next time the idiot decides to do something dumb, just do that to him. Works everytime, and besides," and at this point he made eye contact with Izuku and smiled sadistically, "The little dork likes it too, isn't that right Deku?"
That little-
And then he was gone before Izuku could answer, the Bakusquad trailing after him with amused grins still on their faces, leaving Izuku to melt in a pool of his own embarrassment, and then nervous excitement when he spotted his two best friends grinning at him as if they'd just been given a wonderfully useful piece of information.
Well, he supposed they had in a way, and it looked like this wouldn't be the last time something like this happened to him in the dorms.
And as embarrassing as it was, he couldn't help but feel a bit excited about it.
I really hope you all enjoyed this. Feel free to send any prompts if you want, though I'm not going to do anything with shipping. Just platonic stuff for now unless it's something I decide to do on an impulse. Thank you!^^
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.
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?”
“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.
“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?”
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
After a week of no tickles, (Kirishima and Bakugou were all tickled out and needed a break) they agree that they’re ready to start up again. And much to Bakugou’s relief, Kirishima eases him back into it, with help from a little stuffed, fluffed friend.
Ler! Kirishima
Lee! Bakugou
Length: 🧁
A/N: For @sleepdeprivedsloth! Hope this makes you smile, love! ^.^ 💕 LOL xD I had a lot of fun with this one, and it ended up being super silly and ridiculous so I just went with it. I hope you like soft tickles and giggles! ^.^ ❤️———————————————————————
Tickling was a common thing in the dorm of Class 1-A. Most of the students enjoyed it and had fun, and the few who didn’t were simply happy that their friends were happy. It wasn’t unusual to find someone being tickled silly in the common room, or hear muffled laughter from someone’s room in the hallway.
Of course, when people did get too loud, they were politely asked to stop, or to keep it down. And when the tickling got the students in a playful mood and distracted them too much, they’d be warned to work first, play later.
Aside from that, how often or how rough the tickling was depended on the people involved. Case and point, Bakugou and Kirishima. They didn’t tickle each other all the time, but it was fairly often, and if it wasn’t an actual tickle session because they were busy, there were always some little pokes or tickles that only lasted for about a minute or so. Then there were times where they’d stop tickling each other completely for at least three days. But recently, they’d gone an entire week without tickling each other, a whole seven days.
this has been said many times before, but it needs to be said again.
today, i tried to come out as asexual to one of my friends. the topic was randomly brought up, nothing serious, but when i tested the waters by saying that i didn’t know if i’m really interesting in doing “the deed,” that i might be asexual, they said “oh no, don’t be one of those people. they’re the worst.”
and wow. i’ve supported this friend when they confided in me about their gender identity and sexual orientation, have even helped them feel validated in any way that i could offer, especially because they are still in the closet, but they can’t return the favor?
i’m sorry but this hurt and i honestly don’t know how to feel about this “friend” anymore. so please, don’t put down other people’s gender identities or sexual orientations. regardless of if they are still questioning or not, they are just as valid as you are, so just be nice.
a/n: just a ranodm mini-fic to get me back in the groove bc i have been really bad at posting lately and i want motivation to get those requests out T-T please forgive me again. anyways, enjoy this little thing i put together (ayo a bit of a warning, this was wayyy more angsty than i originally planned lmao)
“Come on, come on! You’ve almost got it!” Kirishima teased, continuing to drag his slightly hardened fingers along the length of his boyfriend’s foot. “You know you’re just dying to get those laughs out~”
In response, Bakugou only bit the inside of his cheek harder, refusing to let even a single giggle escape. Sure, an adorable blush may be dusting his face and his lips may be grinning from ear to ear, but he’d be damned if he lost this battle.
Kirishima sighed at Bakugou’s muffled noises, releasing the boy’s foot from his ticklish hold. “Why do you have to be so stubborn, Kats?”
The blonde quickly pulled his feet away, recovering from his efforts to suppress his laughter. “I just wanted a massage! Why do you wanna make me laugh so damn much, huh Eij?”
The redhead’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Because you never laugh!”
Bakugou glared, arguing, “What’s it matter to you, Shitty Hair?”
“What’s it matter to me?!” Kirishima shouted back incredulously, his voice having raised itself to match Bakugou’s tone. “I’m your boyfriend, Katsuki! You’d think that if you were to let loose and laugh around anyone, it would be me, right? It’s like you don’t even trust me!”
“I trust you-” Bakugou was quick to retaliate, but it did little to calm his boyfriend.
“Then why won’t you let me hear you laugh?!”
Bakugou broke eye contact, looking around the room as if searching for a reason, any reason, that he could tell Kirishima that wasn’t the truth. When he couldn’t find any, he averted his eyes to his fiddling hands and took a deep breath. “...I hate my laugh. God, I hate it so much. It’s loud and obnoxious, and if you heard it-” Bakugou paused, taking a brief glance at Kirishima before quickly looking away. “I just don’t want to give you a chance to hate it too.”
It was silent for a moment or two. Bakugou squeezed his eyes shut, waiting in agony for Kirishima to say something, anything, when he suddenly felt two arms wrap him in a warm embrace. When he opened his eyes out of shock, he saw none other than the red hair that belonged to the man he fell in love with and wasted no time in returning the hug.
“Kats, I don’t care what your laugh sounds like,” Kirishima claimed, his voice muffled by his partner’s shoulder. “You could have the ugliest, most horrendous laugh in the whole world, and I would still think it’s beautiful. I just want you to openly express yourself around me, especially when you’re happy!”
“But what if you hate it and then you start to hate me,” Bakugou argued, eyes watering up at the thought of Eijiro leaving him over something that he could so easily prevent.
Kirishima broke out of the embrace to look directly into his boyfriend’s desperate red eyes, wiping away a stray tear that crawled down Bakugou’s face. “Katsuki Bakugou, I could never hate you for something that’s out of your control. You gotta trust me that I won’t. Can’t you trust me?” he asked, red eyes looking pleadingly into red eyes.
A hopeful gleam replaced the desperate look in Bakugou’s eyes. “Yeah, I think I can.”
“Good,” Kirishima smiled fondly upon his partner, before a more playful grin took over. “Now, do you wanna go for round two on your little massage? I can start off slow if you want!”
Kirishima moved back down to where Bakugou’s feet lay, putting a supportive hand over his ankles. “Okay, yeah,” Bakugou started, still a bit worried, but determined to show Kirishima that he trusted him. “Ready whenever you are, Shitty Hair.”
The redhead wiggled the fingers of his other hand against both of the blonde’s soles. “Oh, I’m Shitty Hair now? What happened to Eij, huh Blasty?”
Bakugou held in his laughter for a moment before letting his giggles pour out once Kirishima pressed against a particularly sensitive spot along his arch. “Mmmmphhhehehehe!! It’s nohohot m-my fault yohohour hair is shihihihitty! Gah, nohohohahahaha!!”
“My hair is awesome, don’t pretend like you don’t love it!” Kirishima exclaimed, using his nails to dig a bit more into Bakugou’s souls. “Just like how I love your laugh~”
“Shuhuhuhut uhuhup!! Dohon’t sahahay thahahat stuhuhupid shihihit!” Bakugou shouted out between laughs, his cheeks reddening.
“Aww, is Kats a little sensitive to teasing compliments?” The said blonde shook his head as he attempted to pull his feet away from the attacking fingers. “That’s too bad~”
“Eihihihihehehej!! Nohohoho fahahair, it’s nohoho fair!” He managed to squirm enough to loosen the hold on his ankles, but Kirishima was quick to straddle Bakugou’s upper body and pin his arms down underneath his knees. Uh oh, that couldn’t be good. “Eij, w-what-”
“Where is it?”
“Huh? Where’s what?”
“Your tickle spot, duh! That one spot where you can’t help but laugh and laugh and laugh~” Kirishima teased, looking down upon Katsuki with excited eyes. “So, where is it?”
Bakugou tried to pull his arms down on instinct, but he was going nowhere under Eijiro’s strong hold. “Nohowhehere! I dohon’t have a spohohot.”
“Hmm, y’know Kats, I bet I could find your spot even without you telling me.” He brought both of his hands to barely hover above Bakugou’s body, wiggling his fingers slightly as he moved them from spot to spot. All the while, the redhead was watching his boyfriend’s reactions, and noticed how the blonde flinched and squirmed when the hands came close to his underarms. “Bingo.”
And with that, ten fluttering fingers descending upon the soft skin underneath Bakugou’s arms, and booming laughter broke through. “EEEEAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!! FUHUHUHUCK NOHOHOHAHAHAHA! EIHIHIEHEHAHAHAJIROHOHOHO, PLEAHAHAHAHASE!! GOHOHO SOHOHOMEWHERE EHEHEHELSE!!”
“But I love this spot~” Kirishima taunted, voice as sweet as sugar as his hands torturously dug into his boyfriend’s armpits.
A few minutes and many pleadings of screaming laughter later, Kirishima gave Bakugou mercy, climbing off of his boyfriend to cuddle up next to him as he recovered from his giggle high. “Your laugh is beautiful, Kats.”
Bakugou was quick to cover his flustered face. “Gohohod! Please shuhut uhup!”
“It’s just the truth! I love you and your laugh,” Kirishima smiled softly at his boyfriend.
“Yeah,” Bakugou brought Kirishima closer into his embrace, a fond smile growing across his lips. “I guess it’s not so bad after all.”
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a/n: thank you :) after i finish up the requests, i think i will start doing more mini-fics like this one. i feel like i put a lot of pressure on myself to make sure that what i write has a certain word count, but i think that gave me a really bad writing mindset
i plan to post on mondays, wednesdays, and saturdays, but it could be more or less often than that, depending on the circumstances. i’m feeling much better and i’m glad to be back online!
long story short...
it took a while (much longer than i would have liked honestly) but i’m back online!! i feel like i owe y’all a quick explanation, so i’ll try to keep it short.
i got my first job, and it stated off as really fun! i was staying active and made some quick friends, but they started to take advantage of me being a minor and really pushed me to my limits. i didn’t really mind at first, but it kept me in a bad mindset for a while.
not too long after, i started taking some summer school classes and i really struggled with balancing work and school. i didn’t have any time for my personal life, like talking with friends, keeping up with this blog, or even getting enough sleep. i recently decided to quit my job, and it honestly felt so liberating!
there were other things that contributed to me being in the big sad, but i won’t bother y’all with every inconvenience in my life lmao xD. i’m just glad that i’m happy enough again to end my little hiatus!
i’m going to try to post every monday, wednesday, and saturday. it may be more often because i really want to get those requests out, but then again it may be less often because i do have schoolwork haha. i guess we’ll see.
i already know i missed a whole ass ton of posts and fics T-T it would be mentally draining to scroll through the hundreds of posts on my feed, so i plan to check out some masterlists and archives to find (hopefully) the majority of what i haven’t seen. if i follow you and accidentally missed something, please know that i would’ve loved it!! y’all are amazing <3
thank you everyone for the kind words of encouragement, and i sincerely apologize for the long wait! i’m excited to be back :)
OMG YES you don't understand how excited it makes me to see your requests open! I've been waiting for this moment for so long!! XD I would freakin LOVE to see what you do with Hinata and Kageyama! I personally prefer their platonic relationship and lee Kageyama has my whole heart, but I'd be 100% happy with whatever you decide to do!! For the numbers, maybe #6 and #19? Thanks so much for opening requests! I'm so excited you don't understandddd!!! <3 (Also I hope you feel better soon! ^^)
a/n: thank you so much for all the kind words!! ik it's been a (very long) while since the last time i posted, and i sincerely apologize for the wait! I"M SO GLAD THAT YOU REQUESTED PLATONIC KAGEYAMA AND HINATA BC THEIR FRIENDSHIP WAS SO FUN TO WRITE IN THIS!! hope you all enjoy :)
Someone Admitting Something
[Haikyuu - Hinata, Kageyama]
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#6: “Don’t you even dare touch me…”
#19: “Geez! You sure do squirm a lot!”
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Some setter you turned out to be. Kageyama winced at the internal criticism, his movements sluggish as he packed up his belongings in the club room. Can’t even control something as simple as your timing.
It wasn’t even a real game, just another practice match against Seijoh, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t matter. Kageyama was off his game right from the start; the ball sat uncomfortably in his hands at every serve, his fingers clumsy with every set. He was losing more points than gaining, until he was benched and Sugawara subbed in for him. After Suga came into the picture, Karasuno was luckily able to turn the match around and earn a win against Abajo Sai. No thanks to Kageyama.
Why are you even on the team when you can’t help out during a match? Kageyama closed his eyes and sighed, feeling completely and utterly defeated.
“What’s taking you so long, slowpoke?” Kageyama’s eyes snapped open at the voice. Looking around, he realized that he and none other than Hinata Shoyo were the last two left. “Are you trying to race me to see who can take the longest to leave?!”
Kageyama looked back to Hinata with the most deadpan expression he could manage, hoping that his face was conveying just how stupid this thought was.
Unfortunately, the message went straight over the ginger’s head. “Ha! I accept your reverse-race challenge! Prepare to lose, Crappyama!” he exclaimed as he bent over to start untying his shoelaces in a slow motion type manner.
Kageyama only shook his head and continued to pack his things away, for once ignoring the childish competition proposed by his teammate.
“Kageyama?” Hinata asked, beginning to sense that something was off. The Kageyama he knew would never turn down a chance to one-up him, even if it was something as silly as a slow-mo race. “You doing okay, dude?”
“Do you prefer me or Sugawara?”
Utterly confused, Hinata could only respond with, “Huh??”
Kageyama looked down, his bangs covering over his eyes. “As a setter. Do you prefer to hit sets from me or Suga?”
“Oh, that’s an easy one! I prefer both of you!” Hinata replied, not missing a beat. “You guys are both super talented and experienced, so there’s no way I could only choose one of you.”
“Even after today?” Kageyama spoke barely above a whisper, his voice quieted by shame and regret. “Even after I was so useless to the team that Coach put me on the bench?”
Suddenly, Kageyama felt a pair of arms wrap around his lower ribs from behind him in a tight embrace. After the initial flinch from the unexpected contact, he looked back and saw a mess of orange hair pressed against his spine.
“Is this sad mood really because of the practice match?” Hinata mumbled into Kageyama’s back, sending shivers to run through the ravenette’s body. “It was one off day, dude. One bad game doesn’t determine your worth as a setter, especially when you’ve had so many great and amazing days!”
Kageyama shrugged away from Hinata’s hug and turned to face his teammate, raising his voice to argue, “All of those other days don’t matter if I can’t give you a good set when it actually counts!”
Throwing his arms exasperatedly into the air, Hinata was quick to shout back. “That’s why you have a whole team to back you up, stupid! If you give a bad set, the spikers will adjust. If your serves suck ass, we’ll prepare to go on the defense. If you’re feeling off your game, the team’s got your back! Coach didn’t put you on the bench because he thinks that you’re a bad setter, otherwise you wouldn’t be on the starting lineup! Suga subbed in for you to help out. That’s what a team does, for crying out loud!”
Kageyama could only stare into Hinata’s eyes, mouth slightly agape out of shock. He certainly didn’t expect to be lectured into feeling better. But the setter had to admit: his teammate wasn’t wrong.
“You got that, Sulkyama?!”
“Uh, yeah,” Kageyama breathed out, snapping out of his thoughts with a teasing smile spreading across his face. “Thanks, Shorty.”
Hinata crossed his arms in front of his chest and spoke with a playful sternness, “I don’t want a ‘thank you,’ I want you to admit it is okay for everyone to have bad days.”
With his usual, competitive attitude having returned, Kageyama challenged, “Isn’t my ‘thanks’ good enough for you? No way you’re getting my gratitude and me admitting anything as silly as that.”
“Oh yeah?” Hinata asked with a raised eyebrow, taking a step closer to his friend. “I bet I could make you.”
“Mhm, and how would you manage to do that?”
“I have my ways,” the ginger teased, raising his hands up and wiggling his fingers threateningly towards Kageyama.
The ravenette’s eyes widened, a wobbly smile already finding a place on his flustered face, knowing from experience what Hinata’s go-to cheer up tactic was. Backing away slowly, Kageyama warned, “Don’t you even dare touch me, you human tanger-IHIHIHIHINE! Nohohohoho!”
Before he could even finish, the shorter boy had rushed over and latched his hands onto Kageyama’s sides, wiggling all ten of his fingers into the sensitive flesh. And poor Kageyama had no time to even try and resist the bouts of laughter that started to flow out of him. Curse Hinata’s stupidly fast reflexes!
“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that over your helpless laughter,” the ginger teased, moving his hands down to squeeze at Kageyama’s hips. The ravenette’s knees buckled as he slid down to the floor, but nevertheless Hinata’s ever-relentless squeezes followed. “Is there something you wanna admit for me, Sulkyama?”
“NahaHAHAhaha!!” Kageyama writhed underneath Hinata’s hands from his position on the floor, but despite his best efforts, he just couldn’t dislodge his friend’s torturous hands from his hips. “Gehehet your hands OHOHOFFA MEHEHEHE! Thehehere’s nothing to admiHIHIHIT!”
Hinata stopped his squeezes, but kept his hands firmly in place holding Kageyama down as he clicked his tongue in mock disappointment. “Nothing? Huh, that’s weird,” he spoke as his hands slithered down to rest on top of the ravenette’s thighs.
Kageyama’s breath hitched from the subtle contact, eyes widening in a giddy horror. “W-wait, no-”
“Because I could’ve sworn that someone needed to admit something,” Hinata gave a small squeeze to Kageyama’s thighs, watching with a smirk as the taller boy shrieked with a full body jolt. “And y’know what? This would be a perfect time to admit something before someone gets tickle-tickled somewhere that’s a little too tickle-ticklish~”
“Nohohoho!!” Kageyama’s hands grabbed desperately at Hinata’s, trying anything to get them off of him. Just the mere presence of those small torturous squeezers on his thighs was enough to make him giggle uncontrollably. “Nohohot thehehere! Plehehease, anywhere-”
“Anywhere but here?” Hinata teased with a few quick pinches. “Poor, ticklish Tobio. Whatever shall he do?”
“Nahahahaha, stahahahahahap!!”
“You know what I wanna hear, Ticklyama!” Finished with the taunting touches, Hinata grabbed onto the outer sides of Kageyama’s thighs and dug in with all his might, wiggling his fingers deep into the flesh.
“GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NONONOHOHOHOHO!” Kageyama’s legs began kicking spontaneously, his waist bucking up into the air in a fruitless attempt to lessen the strong tickly sensations traveling throughout his entire lower body. “STAHAHAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEASE, I-IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!”
“Geez, Kageyama! You sure do squirm a lot!” Hinata exclaimed playfully, keeping a firm grip on his friend’s legs. “You know how to make me stop, just stop being so damn stubborn!”
“OKAHAHAY FIHIHINE!!” Kageyama gathered up all of his remaining strength and admitted in a single breath, “EVERYOHONE HAS BAHAHAD DAHAHAYS AND THAHAT’S OKAHAHAY!! NOW STOHOHOP!”
“Hmm, how about you also admit that you have a stupid face?” the ginger teased.
“SHOHOHOHOYO!!”
“Okay, okay, i guess you’ve had enough,” Hinata spoke with a fond smile, taking his hands off of Kageyama’s thighs after a few final pinches. After bouncing back onto his feet, he extended a hand towards his giggly friend and helped him off of the ground. “You feeling better?”
“Yeah, thahahanks,” Kageyama nodded his head as the last of his chuckles and titters slipped out. “Yohou can really be a little shihihit sometimes, you knohow that?”
“Oh please, you know you love it~”
“What?! Take that back, you turd face!”
“NAHAHAHA!! Wahahait, Kageyamahaha, I take it back! I TAHAHAKE IT BAHAHACK!!”
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a/n: thanks for reading everyone! life update post coming soon :)
i just thought of this one based on a dream. maybe something along the lines of "ok! i'll tickle you now! with maybe kirishima bothering bakugou or anyone else it doenst matter to me <33 also i liked ur Ida and Deku one as well!
Awww cute idea!! Love these two so much! ❤️ And thank you I really appreciate it!! Hope you enjoy! 😁
(Just gonna say that this involves nibbling so if mouth tickles aren’t your thing move along. Not typically my thing but I like writing them sometimes)
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“OK! I’ll tickle you now!” Bakugou yelled before tackling Kirishima to the ground.
Bakugou was trying to finish a manga he had been invested in, only for Kirishima to come up behind him and start blowing air in his ear and nuzzle his neck every now and then. It tickled Bakugou enough for it to be distracting. No matter how many times he asked, Kirishima would not stop.
Kirishima always got like this when he was in a mood. Now he was going to get exactly what he wanted.
Finally!
Kirishima yelped at the sudden attack but his eyes filled with joy when he realized what was to come.
“We’re gonna be doing this a little differently.” Bakugou smirked.
He flipped Kirishima over onto his stomach and straddled his back. He then took a random tie that was laying on the ground and used it to bind Kirishima’s hands behind his back.
After securing the knot tightly, Bakugou flipped him back over. He was met with a nervous yet excited expression on Kirishima’s face. Perfect.
“Well this is new.” Kirishima giggled.
“Yeah. I think we’re both gonna have a lot of fun.” Bakugou let out an evil little chuckle.
“No where to start? Maybe at the place where you wouldn’t stop bothering me.” Bakugou started to scitter his fingers all around Kirishima’s ears.
He wasn’t as ticklish there as Bakugou was but it still had him happily giggling every now and then.
Bakugou moved down to his neck occasionally which got a greater reaction than his ears. Kirishima twisted his head back and forth, especially when under his chin was targeted. Could Kirishima be any more like a puppy?
Kirishima’s laughter picked up Bakugou went down to his chest and started poking at the sensitive nerves that resided there. Bakugou poked up and down up and down, kind of like he was typing on a typewriter.
This new feeling sent Kirishima into a round of cheerful squeals. He kept making a silly little noise with each new poke.
“I used to do this to Deku all the time when we were kids. Drove him crazy, especially when I got him riiiiight on the collarbone.” Bakugou honed in on poking all around Kirishima’s collarbone.
Kirishima tried to hold in his laughter but failed at every attempt.
“Fine. I’ll just move somewhere else.”
Bakugou moved his fingers to start scratching at Kirishima’s vulnerable ribs. Being sure to get in between each individual bone, enjoying the eruption of laughter that followed.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! BAHAHAKUGOHOHOU!”
“What is it, babe? I thought you liked having your ribs tickled? Or was it- nibbled on~”
“NOHO! WAHAHAIT PLEHASE!”
“Please nibble at your ticklish ribs? Of course.”
Bakugou lifted Kirishima’s shirt and started to nibble at that ultra ticklish spot right on the bottom of Kirishima’s rib cage.
“YAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort*”
“Dihid you just snort?! Haha!Do it again!” Bakugou continued to nibble and occasionally blow a raspberry on his ribs. Even using his hands to pinch and prod and his exposed sides and lower tummy.
Kirishima snorted up a storm. He pulled at his restrains only to be met with failure each time.
He really started to lose his mind when Bakugou moved down to start kneading into his pudge right at the sides of his lower tummy next to his hips.
“Your squishy, huh? Well it seems to me like your squishy wants to be tickled. I mean, look at how much you’re laughing. You must be loving this.”
Kirishima couldn’t answer. He could only kick his legs and arch his back, which only brought Bakugou’s hands closer to his ticklish pudge. Happy tears started to peak at the corners of Kirishima’s eyes and that’s when Bakugou knew he had to wrap things up.
Giving him a break, Bakugou stared down at his boyfriend. His face all blushy and still giggling with each breath. Man he was too cute sometimes.
“How ya doin?” Bakugou patted his stomach which caused a squeak.
“Fihine. Thahanks for the break.”
“No problem. Now get ready for the big finale.”
“Oho nohoho.” Kirishima giggled and pulled at his hands again.
Bakugou chuckled.
He leaned down and started to nibble and blow raspberries right on Kirishima’s pudge. As well as bringing his hands up to scribble under his arms and pinch at his ribs.
Bakugou couldn’t help but laugh in between nibbles. He really loved how ticklish Kirishima is.
After a few more minutes, Bakugou stopped and untied Kirishima.
“Can you stand up?”
“Too tihired. Carry mehe.”
“Ugh. Fine. But only because you’re adorable when you’re sleepy.”
Bakugou leaned down and scooped Kirishima up, planting a kiss on his nose before placing him in his bed. He then covered him up, changed into his bed clothes and joined Kirishima by his side.
Kirishima was already dozing off and soon fell asleep after Bakugou stroked his hair a few times.
“Night you big goof.” Bakugou muttered giving his forehead a kiss.
“Night, Bakubabe.” Kirishima mumbled before sleep overtook him.
Bakugou let out a small laugh and soon fell asleep along side him. Man was he smitten.
i hate writer’s block. i miss being able to write fics and loving the creative process, but now i just hate everything that i write. can’t wait to get out of this weird funk and post regularly again T-T
also, just realized that i might have come out with the picrew thing. so yeah i’m asexual and bisexual haha! happy pride month y’all :)
ALSO,, I CAN’T BELIEVE I COMPLETELY MISSED CONTENT CREATOR APPRECIATION DAY?!?! i just found out by looking through my inbox and mentions, but thank you everyone for both the kind words and all the amazing content you share!! i’ll do a proper appreciation post later on because y’all deserve it <3
wow i really suck at updating yall on here i’m so sorry T-T
BUT THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO SENT IN A REQUEST!! to those of you who were a little bit late, no worries, ofc i’ll still write them! i’m gonna try to start posting them next week, so look out for those :)
the time has come!! i’m in a bit of a big sad mood right now, so i’m hoping y’all will cheer me up with some prompts :,)
i originally meant for this to be a 100 followers event thingy,, but that point passed quite some time ago haha so i decided to wait it out until the school year ended and i would have the time to write. thank you everyone for your support! <<33
