#lee!denki

[ticklishpupboy]

Lil doodle for you guys cause I’m in a huuuuge Lee mood hwhwhwh

[todoroklee]

Boo 👻

Uhm uhm uhm- I haves a request, I’m literally feeding off of Denki tickle fics rn and I know that’s not a character u normally do buttt you can use any Ler/lee you want with him ^^ I just ask for no foot tks pleaseeee

Okay im flustered enough writing this, bye bye now

YES I WOULD LOVE TO WRITE A DENKI FIC OMGGG!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK!!!! :333

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Lee!denki ler!katsuki

Summary: Denki was having a bad day, everyone could tell, Bakugou was the one who decided to do something about it

AN: sorry if this is shit x 💀🖐🏻

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It was a gorgeous day outside, the sun gleaming, the breeze cool, it was perfect. Everyone was outside, enjoying themselves!

Katsuki went back inside to the kitchen to grab a popsicle when he heard the tv on, he looked over and saw- denki? Why's he here? Shouldn't he be outside?

Katsuki rolled his eyes and walked over, flicking Denkis forehead,

"Oi, spark-plug. What are you doing inside? Too lazy to socialise now?"

"Just wanna be in here." Denki muttered, an almost...sad tone, to his voice.

Katsuki raised an eyebrow, looking at the seemingly sad boy in front of him, once a ray of sunshine, now covered by clouds.

"Tch, what's wrong with you today?" Katsuki muttered, sitting down next to denki.

"...I don't really know. Just kinda feel bummed out." Denki replied softly, looking at katsuki for a few seconds before turning back to the tv slowly.

Katsuki hummed, shifting a bit to get comfortable when he accidentally elbowed Denkis side. This small action earned a quiet squeak and a flinch, oh?

The grin which appeared on Katsuki's face was villainous, where you'd look at him and know you were fucking screwed.

Denki was blissfully unaware. He was upset. Tired. Eyes drooping as he stared at the tv. Not the same denki kaminari everyone loves. Katsuki was going to fix this.

The explosive blonde sat up on his knees, moving too quickly for denki to even react to katsuki grabbing his wrists and flipping him so that he was laying down beneath him.

"Say spark-plug, you wouldn't happen to be....ticklish? Would you?" Katsuki spoke slowly, pinning Denkis hands under his knees as he grinned maliciously.

Denki froze. Of course he was ticklish. Everyone's ticklish!

"i- katsuki dohont-"

The anticipation was holding denki hostage, forcing uncontrollable giggles to spill from his throat as he stared at the clawed hand which hovered over his stomach.

"oh? Giggling already? I haven't even touched you!" Katsuki exclaimed, before slowly letting his hand fall onto denkis torso, spidering slowly around his stomach, sides and ribs. "Oops, now I have"

Denki squealed, giggling frantically yet quietly. Squirming to try and escape the ever so ticklish touch.

"ehEhehe-! Kahahahat-"

"Where are ya bad spots? Hm Mr. Giggles?" Katsuki teased, sero said that his hips were a hotspot...the blonder of the two dug his thumb into denkis hips, eliciting a screech and loud giggles from his mouth.

"ihIHhahaHa- doHONt!"

"Don't what?"

"tIHiCkle MehEhe!...waHahait waIt nohohoho-" The regret- well....not really regret, but the fear set in immediately.

"tickle you? Yeah sure!" Katsuki leaned down, pushing Denkis shirt up so he could do this easier. Taking one finger to trace around his belly button, one to poke and scratch into his belly button, and finally he leaned down and sunk his teeth into denkis hips.

Denki shrieked before erupting into loud, boisterous cackles.

"crAhAHAP- KAHATSUKI! WAHAHAIT!"

"Wait for what sparky? Wait for you to stop being so ticklish? I'm afraid that's never gonna happen! And I definitely won't wait to hear that laugh we've all missed, glad you're not so moody now that you've had some tickle tickle tickles~" Katsuki teased, nibbling and blowing slow raspberries into denkis hips.

His hands moved down, giving the electric boy's thighs a quick squeeze before pausing at his knees. Grinning.

"three...."

Oh fuck.

"two..."

"WAIT WAIT LEHETS TALK! PLEASE! KATSUKI IM BEGGING YOHOU!" Denki was giggling and shrieking, trying to get katsuki away from his poor, sensitive knees.

"one...."

"KATSUKI! DOHONT!"

"aaaand...."

Nononono-

Katsuki dug into where Denkis knees and thighs met with one hand, the other scribbling into the underneaths of his knees. Leaning back down to nibble into his poor hips as well.

Such a blessing curse that denki is sooo ticklish, well, for him at least.

Denki screamed.

"WAHAHAHAHA- NAHAHAHA- KAHAT! KATSUKI! PLEHEHAHAHA- NOHO! IHIHITS TOHOHAHAHA- TOHOO MUHUCH!" Kaminari was in hysterics, his head dropped back as he cackled, writhing and squirming as much as he could to try and evade the heavenly torturous touch of his friend.

Katsuki though, why not step it up a notch? His explosions were at the ready.

Denki froze.

"Say red and I'll slow down," was all katsuki said before setting off explosions. Not painful, agonizingly ticklish. Unbearable even.

He dug and kneaded into the sensitive flesh of Denkis thighs, specifically where they hit his knees, adding explosion after explosion, the boy beneath him shrieking and screeching with every touch.

"OHOKAHAHAHAY- PLEHEHAHAHAHA- RED! REHAHAHA-" Denki screamed, begging for mercy.

Katsuki slowed to a stop...well, kinda. His hands crawled up Denkis legs to his torso, pushing his shirt up one last time.

Denki was drunk with giggles, curled up as much as he could be, in heaven hell.

Katsuki slowly traced all around Denkis stomach, up his ribs, raking his nails into the divets of the bones and wiggling his fingers into the giggly mess' armpits beneath him.

"kitchy kitchy coo~"

Denki giggled loudly, yet, he didn't utter a word of protest. Just happy, loud and seemingly satisfied giggles dripping from his mouth.

"Awh, denks, you enjoying this?"

Denki actually nodded, too dazed by the tickles to get embarrassed. Oh trust me, he will later when katsuki tells him aaalll about this.

Katsuki quickly took a video of denki giggling like a kid, smiling gently to himself as he recorded the electric blonde.

After a bit longer of the calm down tickles, he stopped. Getting off of denki and pulling him to cuddle so he could nap.

Denki was still a giggly mess to say the least, but happily snuggled close to katsuki. Being able to murmur through his hysterics-

"thahanks...I neheeded thahat..."

"you're welcome," katsuki replied gently, though he'd never admit that he actually needed that moment too...

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AN: I hope this was okay!!! I really love denki as a character so this was very fun to write :3

If anyone has any more requests I'd be absolutely thrilled to take them!!!!

@roseytheangel

I would @ the asker but I'm not sure who it is sorry !!!

[dellalight]

You could write a fic about Denki being gang tickled he's my favorite Lee

Or any lee you like it just headcannon that he's the most ticklish because of his quirk. That's all, have a nice rest of August.

YAYYY A REQUEST OMG THANK YOU!! I love Lee!Kaminari so much it's crazy. Never wrote something with multiple lers so hopefully this is alright! :3

Electricity

Summary: Denki has the strangest mood right now, and he knows the cure is gonna be embarrassing, but he's willing to get it no matter what!

Lee: Denki Kaminari (briefly Sero and kinda Bakugo)

Lers: Sero, Bakugo, and Mina.

Featuring an exasperated Kirishima!!

Word count: ~1.8k (longer than I anticipated!)

Warnings: This is a tickle fic! I wouldn't recommend reading this if it isn't your thing

NSFW DNI!!

Denki is not good at sitting still. He never has been. But right now, he's feeling it worse than ever before.

He shifts back and forth in his seat on the ground, staring at the TV screen in the commons. He watches as Mina just barely manages to beat Kirishima in a round of Mario Kart, producing a groan from the red-haired boy. The whole Bakusquad is hanging out in Denki's own dorm, having a tournament.

Kaminari isn't really paying attention, though. Because all he wants right now is everyone else's attention, all on him. He has this unbearable energy bubbling up in his stomach, spreading through his body and making him squirm. The energy makes him feel giddy, almost makes him want to laugh, and he knows that would be the only way to get rid of it. He just needs to come up with a plan. A plot, even. One to provoke his friends into satisfying that stupid urge that's filling his brain. Into tickling him, as embarrassing as it may be.

Kirishima hands him a controller, pulling him out of his thoughts. Right, he thinks, my turn to play. He turns his attention to the screen again and sees that he's up against Sero. Sero is just about the same skill level as Denki is, so he might have to cheat...

Just as the thought comes to mind, he has a genius idea.

"You ready, Kami?" Sero smiles at him, and Denki grins.

"Heck yeah, I am! You're going down."

"Hehe, yeah, right."

As the round starts, Denki realizes just how close to each other they are in terms of skill. They're practically neck and neck the whole race. Perfect.

It's getting close to the end of the round, and it looks like Sero is getting ahead. But then, Denki activates his plan. He takes one hand off of the controller, the other one reaching for Sero and wiggling fingers into his side.

Sero yelps and contorts his body to protect himself, but Denki follows easily, a grin on his face.

"Ah- hehey, no, you cheater! Stohop that!"

Denki ignores Sero's protests, and his efforts are rewarded when he crosses the finish line a few seconds before Sero, whose playing was hindered by the distraction.

Denki cheers. "Yeah, I won! Eat that, Sero!"

"You only won because you're a dirty little cheater!" Sero fires back incredulously.

"Doesn't matter."

"It kinda does," Kirishima comments with a smirk.

"You be quiet. It's my turn again, right? Who am I up against?"

Kirishima sighs as Mina giggles in the background. "Uh... Bakugo!"

Denki isn't sure if he should be happy or terrified. If he's going to continue with his plan, he's sure to face the wrath of Bakugo... but isn't that what he wants?

He decides that happy is the more appropriate feeling, though not by much. So, he grins. "Alright! Ready?" He turns to Bakugo, who just shrugs.

"Yeah, sure. Someone just hand me the controller so I can beat this loser."

As the round starts, Denki wonders if maybe 'terrified' was the right emotion. The round doesn't go quite as well as it had gone with Sero. Bakugo is obviously crazy good at the game. What isn't the guy good at? But because of this, Denki has to whip his plan out again sooner in the round.

About two laps in, Denki reaches over, just as he had done with Sero, and wiggles his fingers into Bakugo's side. Bakugo had luckily not been paying attention before, so he's pretty caught off guard.

"Hey-, what the hell?!" He quickly grabs onto Denki's wrist, pushing it back. "I will end you."

Somehow, throughout this, neither of them take their eyes off of the screen. Denki nearly gulps at Bakugo's words, a wobbly smile involuntarily appearing on his face. Oh, he's so gonna regret this. Maybe.

"Then why don't you do it, huh?"

Bakugo raises an eyebrow before accepting this. "Oh, I will. Right after I annihilate your ass in Mario Kart."

And with that, he lets go of Denki's wrist before proceeding to do just that. Denki never stood a chance.

"Bakugo is the winner of the tournament!" Kirishima shouts, holding Bakugo's arm up like he's presenting him to a crowd.

The group claps and cheers, all except for Denki, who is just about dying inside. He's not sure what would be worse; his plan working or his plan not working. Both would be torture.

Luckily, his internal questions are answered when Bakugo pulls away and stares straight at Denki, murder in his eyes. "You told me to end you, didn't you?"

Mina gasps. "Oh my gosh, is he getting what he deserves for cheating?"

"I don't know if anyone deserves to be under Bakugo's wrath." Sero grins.

"Doesn't matter. Get over here, asshole!" Bakugo shouts before tackling Denki to the ground, who yelps. He's hardly given any time to process what's happening before there are fingers digging roughly into his ribs.

Denki practically shrieks before breaking out into hysterical giggles, his former restlessness finally being let loose as he writhes.

"WAH- wait, nohohooo! Hehelp- ahahaha!"

"Y'know what? Yeah, I agree. Any of you guys wanna help?" Bakugo looks over to the others, who seem a bit torn between helping Bakugo and helping Denki. All except for Sero, who scoots over excitedly.

"Heck yeah! Revenge!"

Denki squeaks, feeling his stomach flutter in anticipation, which is even worse considering how much it's already fluttering from Bakugo's attack. "Nohohoo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Yeah, no, you're not," Sero snickers, to Denki's incredulity. Sure he's right, but still!

Denki's laughter doubles when he feels fingers squeezing at the top of his knees. He instinctively kicks his legs, nearly nailing Sero in the head.

"Woah! C'mon, man! First you cheat, and then you try to take me out?? Not cool," Sero teases, kneeling on Denki's calves to stop him from giving him a concussion, though he doesn't yet continue attacking his knees.

"Ahehehe- you deserve it!" Denki regrets the words as soon as they leave his mouth. Because once they do, he's struck with the feeling of that squeezing above his knees once again.

The hands on his ribs are honestly not that bad, which is surprising considering it's Bakugo. No, this is way worse, and the fact that he can't move his legs to release the energy is somehow adding to the ticklish shocks running through them. Seriously, he thought he knew electricity!

"WAHAhaha- nOHO! Waihihit!"

"Ha, that was a stupid thing to say," Bakugo snickers.

"Don't kill him, you guys," Kirishima comments, sitting back with Mina as they watch the whole thing go down.

"The guy's fine. He's been practically begging for it. Huh, Sparky?"

Denki, way too embarrassed to give a comment on that, just responds with more laughter and a deeper flush to his cheeks.

"See? He's fine." Bakugo switches to scratching his fingers around Denki's torso, the unpredictable movements making him swat at the boy's hands. "Hey, anybody wanna hold his arms back for me?"

"NOhoho, ahahA- don't!"

"Ooh, I will!" Mina exclaims excitedly. Kirishima seems to have decided Denki is able to survive this, because he just smiles and watches her hop over. Denki couldn't disagree with Kirishima less. He's absolutely going to die.

"Heck yeah, Mina! Help avenge us!" Sero cheers, which Denki can hardly focus on as the little mind power he has right now goes to keeping his arms down as Mina pulls them up.

Mina giggles as she struggles to raise Denki's arms. "Hey, Bakugo, wanna help?"

"Yeah, I gotcha." Bakugo scritches his fingers into Denki's neck, which makes him make a noise akin to a shriek and completely lose focus on his task, letting Mina pull his arms above his head and, to his dread (or maybe excitement), pin them under her knees, leaving her hands available.

Luckily, Bakugo moves his hands back down to his torso, leaving Sero to be the hardest to deal with again, who is now skittering his fingers over his knees.

"MihiHINa, I did- aahaha, NOhothing to youu!"

"I mean, could you count being adorable as doing something to me?" Mina giggles. Then, she loosely sets her fingers against his neck, and his heart practically jumps out of his chest.

"NONONOnohoho, Mina!"

Kirishima laughs from the side. "Maybe you are gonna kill him."

"He'll be fine," Bakugo grumbles, unable to hide a smirk.

"No, I wOHOn't! PLEhease, Minaaa!"

"Please what? Do this?" Mina flutters her fingers against Denki's neck, and that's really all it takes for him to fully collapse, laughing harder than he has in a long time. And honestly, it's relieving to be able to just let loose like this.

"NAHAHAHA- NOHOHO! AHAHAHA!"

Denki feels like he should be begging for them to stop. Literally anybody else would in this situation. But he really doesn't want them to, which is weird. The feeling of his friends putting all of their attention into him, giving him physical affection and letting him forget about everything else makes him way too happy to dislike it at all, even if it is slightly torturous.

It doesn't take long for him to get a bit overwhelmed, though. Before he can protest at all, he feels the familiar sparks of his quirk, which prompts the three to quickly stop before he can overload his quirk.

Denki is left panting on the ground, tears forming in his eyes and a permanent grin on his face. He peeks his eyes open to find Mina and Kirishima smiling down at him. He realizes he's been freed and pulls his arms down to hug himself.

"How are you doing, man?" Kirishima asks, looking amused.

Denki responds by groaning, though it's hard to take seriously since it's interlaced with giggles, which catch onto the others, including Sero, who's out of Denki's sight.

"Hehe, c'mere. Let's watch a movie or something." Kirishima lifts Denki up and pulls him into a side hug, leaning them both against the side of Denki's bed. The blonde boy doesn't hesitate to put his weight into Kirishima.

The others quickly join around them, Mina pressing into his other side and Sero against hers. Bakugo reluctantly leans against Kirishima, who's probably the only person he'd willingly touch for longer than necessary. Unless it's for tormenting them, of course. (Lovingly).

As a movie starts up on the TV, Denki feels none of that uncomfortable, buzzing energy from before. All he can feel is a fuzzy warmth that fogs up his brain. And as he slowly falls asleep with his friends, he doesn't think he could ever be happier.

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Inspired on this post

Hehehehehe one more mha fic that no one asked! yes yes YES! Get that one friends 💛💛

7 minutes

Art by me hehe👆

Switch: Mina Ashido, Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Katsuki Bakugo

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Ships: NONE (if you want bakugo x Kirishima)

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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Bakusquad game night! Today they had chosen an intriguing game, it seemed fun

7 minutes, a more friendly variation of the famous game “seven minutes in heaven” - the rules were simple

All the participants stood in a circle, and spun the bottle among themselves, the first person chosen went to another room (which in this case was the closet in Mina's apartment, where they were gathered this time). Then the other participants spun the bottle again and the chosen person would enter the room too, the second person had the job of trying to tickle the first person until they said the safe word, which was “red” - if the lee didn't say the safe word in 7 minutes the ler lost

“That's stupid” Bakugo rolled his eyes

Mina picked up a bottle and positioned it in the middle of the circle of friends “ah, blasty! Don't say you're scared of losing~”

“Shut the fuck up”

“Ohhhhh sounds fun!” Kirishima exclaimed, the boy was already known for loving to be tickled

“It makes me a little nervous” Denki said, being the most sensitive in the room

“Oh don't worry about it” Sero laughed, giving his friend a little push “we're not going to kill you”

“Let's get on with it!”

Mina shouted the bottle, the moment was pure tension, the bottle spun, spun and spun, stopping in front of…………….. Denki!

“Oh, Shit” The boy laughed, getting up and entering the room.

The fact that he was in a separate room made everything more intriguing. Denki didn't know who his ler would be and that left him with butterflies in his stomach.

Then the closet door opened, and Sero entered with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Hehe, hi~"

"Shit." Denki started laughing nervously.

Sero attacked him, holding his arms close to his body with his tape while running his fingers all over the blonde's body. Denki screamed and laughed. From outside the room, everyone could hear the boy's exaggerated screams, and they knew he wouldn't be able to hold on for another minute...

"REHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHED" he screamed when Sero squeezed his knees.

"Hehe, I won."

The two left the room, one with a look of victory and the other with an exhausted look.

"One more time!"

The bottle spun again, this time Kirishima was chosen, he entered the closet and felt the butterflies in his stomach flutter with the thoughts of who would be his ler

The door opened, and a smiling Bakugo entered, his hands in the shape of claws ready for the attack

“Gotcha, Kiri~”

Kirishima didn't even have time to blush before his friend threw him to the ground to tickle him, scribbling on his ribs

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

“Give up! Give up already! You know you can't win~”

It didn't take long for Kirishima to say the safe word, something only Bakugo could make him say

The bottle was spun a few more times

In the next round, the chosen lee was Sero and his ler was Mina, the girl tickled him to scream but couldn't make him say "red" before time ran out, even scribbling on his armpits while saying teasing things like "how cute~", since Sero wasn't that sensitive - the boy left the room with an air of victory for the second time while the girl left completely defeated

Another bottle was spun, Denki was the lee again, nervous, he entered the room, his ler was none other than Bakugo, who jumped straight to the bottom of his knees and made him laugh, giving up in less than one minute

Another round, Mina was the lee and Kirishima the ler, the boy teased her saying she was so cute like that while blowing raspberries on her belly, Mina almost managed to win, giving up with 10 left seconds

Once again! Kirishima was the lee, he entered the room and waited, this time the ler was Denki, who grabbed his body and gave a mega electric shock of tickling! His special attack! Kiri couldn't even hold out half the time, Denki's quirk was simply too good to tickle

“I’m exhausted!” The electric boy said, sitting on the floor next to his friends.

“Are you exhausted?” Kirishima said, taking a deep breath.

“Do you guys want to stop?” Mina asked.

“Hmmm, nope, there’s still someone left to get their much-desired dose of tickling.” Sero smiled at her, pointing shamelessly at Bakugo.

“SHUT UP! It’s not my fault that the bottle didn’t choose me, you stupid extras.” The explosive boy crossed his arms, turning his face away.

However, internally he felt a gigantic desire for that bottle to stop facing him, for him to be someone’s lee, and for him to be able to find an excuse to receive some tickling, which he - even though he hated to admit it - loved.

Mina spun her bottle for the last time, with more force than she should have, which made the bottle spin for much longer, not helping Bakugo at all.

And……………………………. As cliché and obvious as it may seem, yes, the bottle stopped right in front of the explosive boy.

He crossed his arms and made an angry face. “That’s stupid.”

“That’s the rules of the game, blasty~” Denki laughed.

“Fuck, okay.” Bakugo got up and went into the room.

He tried to put an ear to the door to hear what the others were saying, and even if he could hear, no one said his brother’s name, they just laughed. Bakugo heard footsteps approaching the door.

“Hello~” Kirishima- was that Kirishima?

That idiot made the biggest IDIOT face he could make. Bakugo couldn’t tell if his anxiety had lessened because it was Kirishima, or if it had doubled because it was simply Kirishima.

“Come here, Katsuki!”

The redhead dug his fingers right into Bakugo's weak spot, swinging them into his ribs and upper armpits, not staying in the same place for ten seconds.

The blond couldn't take it anymore and lay down on the floor, which only made him more vulnerable, his legs shaking and kicking the air.

"IHIHIHIHIDIHIOT STOHOHOHOHOHOP!"

"Only if you say the magic word~ a hint: it's not please." Kirishima smiled, oh that smile.

He slowly lifted his friend's shirt, gathering air to overcome the biggest raspberry possible, without stopping to scribble on his ribs.

"Give up?"

"NEHEHEHEVEHEHER!" Another raspberry, even bigger

“OK OK REHEHEHEHED”

Kirishima let him go, letting him breathe and then helping him get up

“You’re cute, Kats”

“Shut up, phew”

The two left the room while the others tried to suppress the giggles they let out after hearing the desperate screams of the - evil, serious and super strong - Bakugo

“So who lost?” Kirishima asked, sitting next to his best friend on the floor

“Was there any way you could lose?” Denki exclaimed

“Yes, and let’s all agree that it was obviously you who lost, Pikachu~” Mina smiled

“What? PROOF!”

Sero held out his cell phone, which was counting the time, to him

“50 seconds in the first match, 30 in the second”

“Damn” the electric laughed, making everyone laugh too

Bakugo turned his face to hide the affectionate and involuntary smile he gave

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Thanks for reading 💛💛

[tommy-tickles]

THE FIC IS DONE!!!!! Here you gooooo!!!!

Lee: Denki

Ler: Jirou

1.415 words.

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Denki and Jirou were spending the day hanging out together because it was a friday, why not? Denki was walking with Jirou to class, talking, smiling, play bullying, ya know, the whole 9 yards.

He walked into the classroom while laughing loudly, alerting everyone that he was here as he sat down at his desk, Jirou leaning against his desk as her giggles fade to a subtle stop.

“So… uhm, how about some shopping? I just got my paycheck for the week and… ya know.” Jirou says softly as she looks at Denki with a small smile.

Denki nods quickly with a happy grin, almost breaking his face in half with how big it is, “Of course! I would love to come along with you!”

He smiles and Jirou giggles softly as she rests her hand on his shoulder but when she lowered her hand, her fingers brushed along his his back very gently and Denki had to stifle a giggle at the small ticklish feeling on his back that trailed all over his body; he immediately felt like his face was going to burn off in embarrassment at the fact that it tickled and that Jirou probably noticed, but Jirou didn’t notice.

“Well.. talk to you after class then…” She says softly as she walks over to her desk, leaving Denki in an almost shocked state thinking about what just happened, and bad luck being bad luck, that sent him into a huge mess of a Lee mood before she was even three steps away.

“O-Oh- Yeah, s-see you after class!” He manages to force out before she gets too far and thinks he’s ignoring her.

After he says that class immediately starts with Aizawa saying that they would be learning something for Midnight and therefore falling asleep in his egg-yolk yellow sleeping bag.

Denki tries to pay attention, he really does, but his entire mind is filled with tickles, and not just any tickles… ok it is just any tickles, but also, EVERY tickle in man kind! Gentle, rough, teasy, no-talking, quick, slow, torturous, heavenly, EVERYTHING.

By the time Denki realized he had zoned out and snapped out of it Midnight was already done. “Class if over! Go enjoy your weekend!” She says with a grin.

Denki blinked for a moment in surprise that he had missed all of it before he felt a tap on his shoulder and almost jumped out of his skin. HOW DID THAT TICKLE??? Seriously??? He thinks to himself for a moment before he hears Jirou giggle.

“What was that?” She asks softly as he laughs at him quietly, a small smile on her face as she looks at him.

“O-Oh, I-It was nothing! Nothing at all!” He quickly stammers, his gut fluttering nervously as he hopes that she doesn’t know and also hoping she does at the same time.

“Yeah yeah, come on, we have shopping to do so get up.” She says softly as she grabs his arm and leads him off to go shopping.

Denki follows her but his mind is still on tickles so he decides to make it mission to get her to tickle him before tomorrow morning! Yes, he actually made it a mission with requirements because he’s a damn nerd.

Mission: get tickled

Requirements:

-before tomorrow(Because he needs it soon)

-do not ask directly(too embarrassing)

-ONLY BY JIROU(I mean it’s Jirou)

While in the car he was constantly saying he’s hot and lifting his shirt to show off his stomach but Jirou just told him he could roll down his window, making him frown but he did anyway and decided that was failed attempt number one.

In the mail? Reaching for things on the top shelf, being annoying, giggling at every little touch in hopes of her noticing but she still didn’t. Failed attempt number two.

By the time he got back to the dorms he had only bought a few snacks and drinks while Jirou got some new song disks and some empty ones to record her own music/songs.

Denki was definitely a bit disappointed she hadn’t noticed and really wished she would’ve but it’s fine, he’ll deal with it till it goes away and won’t bother her anymore.

“Denki, come on, let’s go watch a movie in my room…” Jirou says softly with a small smile as she holds his hand and leads him into her room.

“Yeah, that’s sounds awesome!” Denki says happily as he shakes off his disappointment to enjoy hanging out with Jirou, his beautiful girlfriend.

Denki follows her into the room and sits on the bed as she turns on some movie that seems random, like she didn’t put much thought into it.

Denki raises an eyebrow before feeling hands on his chest, pushing him down onto the bed and straddling his hips making him flush a pale shade of pink as he looks up at her with confused, wide eyes as he tilts his head.

“What are you doing?” He asks in confusion before squirming a bit when he feels her hands rest on his sides, her fingers gently drumming on them as she speaks.

“Do you take me for an idiot? You think I wouldn’t notice what you wanted me to do alllllll day?” She says with a soft smile as she starts gently tracing is sides with her soft but blunt nails.

“Does my sweet boyfriend want some tickles?” She asks teasingly as Denki squirms and giggles softly at the gentle tracing on his sides, his face flushing and his smile breaking his face with how large and happy it was.

“Wh-Whihy wohould you be so mehean?!” He asks in flustered embarrassment before bursting into giggles when Jirou started to gently pinch at his ribs instead.

“Because, I wanted to see if you would end up just asking but looks like you were just going to give up, how un-hero like.” She tuts teasingly while Denki giggles and squirms under her fingers.

“Whahahat?!? Ihihi’m soho hehero lihike it’s uncahanny!” He says playful before she picks up the pace and he bursts into cackles.

“Nope, a hero never gives up and there you were, giving up on getting me to tickle you… what a shame….” She says with fake disappointment as she gently strums at his stomach like it’s a guitar, a small smile on her face when she heard him squeal before bursting into loud cackles.

“Ihihihi wahahasn’t gihihiving up!” He whines as he slowly stops squirming and just relaxes into the tickles, he’s wanted them for so long he might as well enjoy them without trying to get away, even though it was kind of hard.

“Denki, I could see it on your face, don’t fucking lie to me.” She says in fake annoyances as she suddenly drills into his side and sends him into a loud squeal before he burst into loud belly laughter, squirming against the tickles as much as he could without actually getting close to escaping.

“Nohoho! Thihis ihihisn’t fahair!” He complained but leans his head back against her as he laughs happily, his smile splitting his face with how big it is.

“It’s super fair! You’re cute, you want tickles, therefore I’m gonna give you tickles!” She says with a soft smile as she moves to dig into his stomach and he starts to snort between his laughter at the new spot.

“Besides! You’re such a cute little guy, how could I not have you make all these adorable little sounds?” She teases softly and Denki covers his face with his hands as he tries to stop the snorts from leaving his body.

“Nohoho! Theheir nohot cute!” He whines before Jirou reaches up and digs into his sides roughly to make to which his hands shoot down to protect them.

“There we go, there’s that smile…” She says with a soft smile before leaning down and nibbling on his neck gently, making him flush darker and squeeze his eyes shut as he giggles loudly.

“Tickle tickle~ awwww..~” she draws out her words as she coos at him and gently lifts his shirt to tickle his stomach without the fabric in the way, making his giggles come out more quickly and loudly.

“Stohohop! Thihihis is soho ehehembaharrahahassing!” He says between giggles as Jirou strums his stomach.

“Really? But this is what you wanted, right?” She asks softly but teasingly as he pokes at his stomach while smiling softly.

A little while later and Denki is exhausted but happy, lying with a smile on his face as he cuddles up with Jirou in his arms, quickly drifting into a soft slumber.

[rachi-roo]

Lil prankster got, got!

I will forever love these two goobers (*⌒３⌒*) Denki is facing punishment for his crimes at the hands of the manliest-man out here! His crime? Probably something devious XD

[gaybananabread]

Congrats on the milestone!! Definitely an exciting one. For the event could I request lemon, dragon fruit, banana with MHA lee Denki and either ler Bakugou or Kirishima (or both lol)?

Fruit(s): Lemons, Dragon Fruit, Bananas

Why choose? I love writing these two as a tag-team, and Kaminari is one of my favorite lees for MHA. Might as well end off the Fruit Shop on the fandom that got me into this whole community! Once again, thank everyone for requesting and participating in the event; I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Denki

Lers: Bakugou, Kirishima

Summary: Denki swipes one of Kirishima’s favorite hoodies, which just so happens to be Bakugou’s best blanket. To “avenge” the red head and get the jacket back, Baku uses a special method of persuasion on the electric hero. Kiri decides to help, playing a good cop role.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

Denki ran for his life, ducking over furniture and dancing around other students. He got a few shouts and petty insults, but none of them mattered. If he stopped for just a second, he’d be toast… 

A few feet behind him, a certain fiery blonde surged forwards, letting off a few small explosions to hear Denki squeak. That dork was so dead when he caught up with him…

-

The crimson red hoodie was, in Denki’s opinion, the softest clothing article in the entire dorm complex. It was just heavy enough, and the plush lining on the inside was perfect for cuddles. Sure, it was Kirishima’s favorite piece of Crimson Riot merch he had, but the guy could share.

Sneaking out of the room, Denki hid the hoodie in a place only he would know. He’d return it…eventually. 

Right as he relocked Kiri’s door, he backed into something firm and warm. If that wasn’t hint enough, a low, rumbly growl left the man’s mouth. Oh shit…

“You better have a damn good explanation for this, dunce face.” A small whimper escaped the electric blonde when Bakugo touched his shoulder. Without a word, he took off, running frantically to escape his peer. He couldn’t stay ahead forever, but he had to try.

-

Denki pushed past another student; one he was hoping he wouldn’t run into. Kirishima was about to ask what was wrong when he saw Bakugou on his friend’s tail. Much more surprising, the boy was doing it with something akin to a smile on his face. Whatever was going on, Denki deserved it.

Before he could slip away, Kiri grabbed his shoulder, spinning the other student around. Denki was sent reeling, falling right into the arms of a very strong, very mischievous-looking blonde. Shit.

“Uh…h-hey, Bakugou. Can I…can you let me go? Ehe…” 

Bakugou just chuckled, grabbing the other blonde and tossing him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Denki kicked and squirmed, punching the taller teen’s shoulder. “Lemme go, you brute! I’m innocent!” A lie, but could you blame him for trying?

The explosion user barked out a rough laugh and continued to carry his classmate like a fussy child.. “Bull shit! No way you’re innocent after running like that. Now hold still, ya brat!” 

Kirishima trailed behind the two, following them into his room. Baku slammed the other blonde down on Kiri’s camo sheets. Denki let out a small “oof” as he landed, trying to squirm away. In seconds, though, he was pinned, his arms gathered above his head and his thighs straddled by an almost forgotten redhead.

“Okay, give it up, dude. Where’s my hoodie?” Kiri cracked his knuckles, smirking down at the bratty student. Denki giggled, but didn’t say anything. His lips were metaphorically sealed. Emphasis on metaphorically. “W-whahat hoodie?”

Above him, Bakugou rolled his eyes. “Save it, dunce face. Tell us where the damn hoodie is. Now.” He gathered both of Denki’s hands in one of his, using the other to wiggle his fingers menacingly.

Even though he knew it was coming, the Pikachu-esque boy’s eyes went wide. He knew he was gonna get it, but the wiggling fingers made him more nervous than any spoken threat.

“I dohon’t know! A-ask Mina, shehe loves Crihimson Riot!” Denki honestly had no idea if that was true, but he had to try something. The looks he received, though, told him he had fucked up.

“Oh really? I thought you didn’t know what hoodie was taken, Kami. Care to explain now?” Still giggling, he shook his head, knowing what would happen next. Not wanting to disappoint, Kiri dug in, squeezing and poking his belly and sides.

He giggled like a child, the sound bubbly and bright. The boy tried to kick or twist away, but with Kiri on his thighs and Baku holding up his arms, he wasn’t going anywhere. “G-guhuhuys! Nohot thihihis!”

Bakugou rolled his eyes, though the red head chuckled. “This is only gonna get worse for ya, man. Might as well spill now while you can breathe.” Denki just shook his head, staying stubbornly persistent.

The other blonde grew impatient, deciding he’d waited long enough. “Little shit isn’t spilling if you baby him. Gotta be rough with his ass.” Using his free hand, Bakugou dug into one of Denki’s underarms, squeezing and drilling wildly.

“Grk- BAHAHAHA! BAHAKUGOHOHOU!” Denki arched his back at the intense sensation, his eyes squeezing shut. He had expected some tickling, but damn! Angry boy was getting mean with it.

Kirishima shook his head, looking like a frustrated mother. “Seriously, Bakubro? How’s he gonna talk if you’re torturing him?” Still, he didn’t back off, gently running his fingers up and down the length of his midsection.

“Q-QUIHIT FIHIHIGHTING! YOUHU SOHOHOUND LIHIKE MY GRAHANDPAHARENTS!” Both ticklers’ eyes darted down to him, one amused and one ready for murder. Deciding to be a minor devil’s advocate, Kiri teased his violent partner. “I mean, he’s not wrong, bro. You wanna bake some cookies after this?”

Bakugou growled, deciding to get him back for that one later. Right then, he had a different nuisance to destroy. “Just shut up and get his fuckin’ knees already. If he can yap, he can laugh harder.”

“WAHAHAIT! NOHO, PLEHEASE NOHOT THEHERE!” He kicked twice as hard, struggling to do anything besides laugh and beg. “Sorry, dude. You should’ve spilled.”

Without another warning, Kiri turned around, digging into the backs of Denki’s knees. The boy shrieked, tossing his head back and cackling at the torment of his worst spot. “NAHAHAHA! YOUHUHU- *snort* PLEHEHEASE!”

The other blonde chuckled evilly, running his short nails up and down Denki’s forearms, trailing a path from his elbow to his armpit over and over again. It was all the shorter boy could do not to lose his mind, snort after shriek after snort ripping from his throat.

Finally, after about two minutes of the intense tickling, Denki caved; he couldn’t take it anymore. “OHOHOKAHAHAY! IHI’LL SPIHIHIHIL! *snort* NAHAHAHO MOHOHORE!” Small tears of mirth gathered in the corners of his eyes, one sliding down the side of his face.

Kirishima immediately stopped, recognizing the desperation in his voice; he’d never hurt his friends intentionally. Baku scoffed, still not releasing Denki’s arms. “There ya go, fuckin’ brat. Now spill it.”

Giggling off some of the leftover sensations, he tried to recover. “Hohoholy shihit…thahat was- youhu guys are ahahawful!”

Bakugou squeezed his side, making the blonde shriek in surprise. “Ohokay, okay! Ihit’s in my cohomic cubby! Noho mohohore!”

While the aggressive boy would have been more than happy to continue, Kirishima put a hand on his. “That’s good, Bakubro. Let him breathe, I’m happy.” Rolling his eyes, Baku climbed off his sparky peer, sauntering off to who-knows-where. Kiri would talk with him later.

Kirishima looked back down at his giggly friend with a fond smile. He ruffled Denki’s hair, though it was already messy enough. He had one piece of advice that might save the guy from another total wrecking.

“Next time, Kami? Watch what’cha steal around Bakubro~”

[infrequent-creator]

DAY 24 : Spelling

DAY 24: Spelling

((He’s spelling out the letters on his belly in case anyone didn’t catch that 😅 also, peep Aoyama’s Barbie shirt))