#lee bakugou

[lilaccfeathers]

Once again back from the dead to bring you Lee!Bakugo. What’s next? Who knows-

The character is my Oc named Amuro (gender-fluid) and yes this is based off of that one scene from the recent bnha episode, I have ✨no self control✨

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he doesn't need to ask to receive 🤭

[thebest-medicine]

Hello!!!! MHA tickle fic enjoyers!!!! so I have a prompt that ended up being lee!bakugo with the bakusqud finding out he’s ticklish and wrecking him and deku walking in on it and joining them, ended up being a longer drabble (850+ words) and now I ended up finding two others I already had that work well with a revenge continuation of the same story, so im thinking I should look into the same for the rest of them possibly..

Part 1 - lee!bakugo, lers bakusquad + deku - prompt 92 “Hey are you guys okay? I heard yelling from the hall and— oh.”

Part 2 - lee!kaminari, Bakugo’s revenge on him - prompt 104 “What? Did you think you were just going to get away with that?”

Part 3 - lee!midoriya, Bakugo’s revenge on him - prompt 83 “I didn’t think you had it in you.”

I need some prompts for Bakugo’s revenge on Kirishima, Sero, and Ashido if I get them all back (which, knowing him, he would) pls send me some prompts if you have ideas from my summer sentence starters thanks!!!

Part 4? - lee!Kirishima, Bakugo’s revenge on him - prompt ??????

Part 5? - lee!Ashido, Bakugo’s revenge on her - prompt ??????

Part 6? - lee!Sero, Bakugo’s revenge on him - prompt ??????

(P.S. part 1 is finished and will be posted here by the end of the week but is already up on ao3!)

[fluffyskies]

HI CAN I SEE LEE BAKUGO OR LEE SHIGI

I’m back finally- huuuu~ hope u like!

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MERRY LATE CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! kiri got a fantastic present from mina and denki and I’m honestly kinda jealous.

to 2022 and navigating the nightmare that is tumblr 🥳

[veryblushyswitch]

Heyo!! Can I request a fic with kiribaku; Lee bakugou? He has my whole heart and kiribaku is my comfort ship. Have a lovely evening!💞

🔥 KiriBaku (tickle fic) 🔥

Summary: ⬇️

Lee: Bakugou

Ler: Kirishima

Authors Note: Dude my freakin OTP! Yes of course I will! This was so fun to write and ended up making it longer than I originally thought. Hope you enjoy! 💖

It all started with a friendly shove. Bakugou and Kirishima had been cuddling in Bakugou’s room when Kirishima playfully shoved at Bakugou’s shoulder.

This lead to a shove back, another shove, then a full out wrestling match.

Rolling around on the floor and jumps off the bed only to land in a hug like hold. Leg locks, full nelsons, and pushing hands away from ticklish spots.

A few tickles were given here and there, and the other knew that if they got pinned it was game over.

Bakugou’s game over came when the two interlocked hands on the bed. They were both on their knees trying to shove the other to the side.

“Just give up, I’m a boulder that cannot be pushed around!” Kirishima said trying to twist to the side but failed.

“Then explain to me how I got you laughing your ass off last night Mr. Unbreakable?” Bakugou smirked.

“Oh that’s it!” Kirishima blushed shoving Bakugou backwards.

Bakugou fell back but was saved from hitting the floor when Kirishima grabbed his legs and sat on his thighs. His shirt had ridden up to reveal a line of skin in the process.

He was surprised at the sudden action, but started to struggle when he realized his predicament. He sat up and grabbed Kirishima’s shoulders.

“What the hell?!”

“Sorry Bakugou, but I have to get you back from last night.”

“You wouldn’t-“ Bakugou started to lose his strength.

Kirishima noticed this and poked his side. Causing Bakugou to fall back into his vulnerable position.

“Oh I would~” He started to wiggle his fingers towards Bakugou’s sides.

“Kiri- Kihiri! Nonononohohohoho!

Bakugou giggled as he desperately pushed at Kirishima’s shoulders. Only his finger tips reached to lightly shove at his boyfriend before he fell back.

Kirishima scribbled all over his lower stomach. That spot always guaranteed the sweetest laughter. Just over the edge of giggles that made Kirishima’s heart swell.

Bakugou tried to sit up but only lasted a few seconds when Kirishima continued to attack that spot with vigor.

“NAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! THIHIS ISN’T FAHAHAHAHAIR!” Bakugou covered his face, his legs lightly kicking at the air.

“How are you so cute right now?” Kirishima giggled, moving down to pinch at his hips.

“GAHAHAHA! *snort* DAHAHAHAMNIHIHIHIT!”

Kirishima paused and grabbed Bakugou’s wrists. He took them away from his face before pulling him upwards so their noses were an inch apart.

“Don’t ever hide that beautiful face or laugh of yours Katsuki. Especially those adorable snorts” Kirishima pecked his lips.

Bakugou was in pure flustered shock. He froze as his blush spread across his entire face.

“S-Shuhut up!” Bakugou giggled turning his fave away trying to hide his smile.

“Hehe. Never.” Kirishima smirked setting him back down then going back to pinching his hips.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort* PLEHEHEHEHASE! SOHOMWHERE EHEHEHELSE!” Bakugou slapped at the edge of the bed.

“If you wish my dynamite.” Kirishima winked at him. Bakugou whined.

“But where should I go? There’s so many ticklish places.” He hovered his fingers inches above Bakugou’s body.

Even reaching back quickly without touching anything to watch Bakugou sit up quickly and fall back with a squeal.

“Stohop that ahasshole!” He bucked his hips a bit.

“Okay. Okay. I’ll go to my favorite little spot.” Kirishima leaned down to Bakugou’s lower stomach. His hands gently holding onto Bakugou’s sides.

“Nahat there again! Nohoho! Bahahabe plehehease!” Bakugou tried to push himself further off the bed which only left his stomach more exposed.

Kirishima moved him up a bit so he wouldn’t fall off and hardened his legs so he couldn’t move.

“But I love this spot! You know what I love to do to this spot?” Kirishima’s breath spread goosebumps along Bakugou’s torso.

“Bahahabe noho kihihisses!”

“Awww but why? Do they tickle~” Kirishima kisses his side once.

“YEHES! Thehey do a lohohot!” Bakugou could no longer control his giggles. And when he got like that he couldn’t lie to Kirishima.

“I think you want me to kiss your tummy. Isn’t that right Kats?”

Bakugou whined again and nodded his head.

“Yehes okahahay?!” He once again covered his face, unable to even look towards his boyfriend.

“What did I say about hiding your face?!” Kirishima inhaled and blew a giant raspberry on his exposed side.

“WAIT- WAHAHAHAHT! FUHUHUHUHUCK! KIRIHIHIHIHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Are you gonna cover your face again? It’s not very manly if you do.” He inhaled again, but before he could deliver another raspberry, Bakugou responded.

“NO! Noho I wohon’t IhI promise! Just give mehe kisses. Plehease…”

“Of course baby.”

“Hhhhh Mnot a bahahahaby! Hehehahahahahahahaha!” He was cut off my Kirishima covering his whole tummy with kisses.

His lower stomach getting extra attention seeing as Bakugou’s laughter got higher when he targeted there.

“Yes you are. You’re my ticklish, adorable baby who loves getting tickle tickle tickled~” Kirishima moved his hands up to his worst spot, digging in and kneading little circles.

“YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! KIRISHIMAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort* STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Bakugou kicked his legs and bucked his hips. His arms desperately pinned against his sides which only further trapped Kirishima’s fingers on his death spot.

Kirishima attacked that spot for a minute or so more before stopping. Bakugou took in deep breaths, small giggles still flowing from his lips.

“Yohour’e mehehehehean. Meheheheanie Kihirihihihi!” Bakugou pointed and started laughing again.

“Oho my gosh are you okahay?” Kirishima laughed with him.

“I dohon’t knohohow. *snort* I cahahahan’t stahahahahap!”

Kirishima laughed so hard that he ended up falling to the side of the bed. This caused Bakugou to fall off the bed onto the floor. They both burst into loud laughter.

Bakugou was banging his one fist on the floor while the other held his stomach. Kirishima was laughing into a pillow while his legs kicked up and down on the bed.

Their laughs died down to giggles as they both sat up. Kirishima helped Bakugou to his feet and the two cuddled on the bed once again.

Kirishima gave Bakugou some drinks from his water bottle as Bakugou snuggled up against his side.

“Awww~ You’re all tickled out and snuggly now huh?” Kirishima ran his hand through Bakugou’s hair.

Bakugou melted into the touch and nodded his head. He couldn’t help it when anyone, let alone Kirishima, play with his hair.

“Good. Now rest up. You can stay in my room tonight. It’s a Friday anyway so no worrying about getting up early.”

“Thanks, Kiri. I love you. Even if you are a meanie.”

“Love you too.” Kirishima chuckled and continued to play with his hair.

The blonde eventually fell asleep after a few minutes. Kirishima laid him down on the bed along side him then covered them both in a warm blanket.

“Night, Katsuki.” Kirishima kissed his forehead, watching Bakugou smile in his sleep.

He fell asleep not a minute later. A smile spread across his face as well.

[queenofcreatures14]

How about a My Hero Academia fan fiction of the class 1a Christmas party where Mina and Kaminari were trying to get Bakugou into his Santa outfit bc we never saw how they convinced him to wear the coat. I could watch them try to get that on him throughout the whole episode if they extended it. I’m thinking Mina and Kaminari come up with an idea then pin Bakugou down and tickle him til he gives into wearing the Santa outfit.

[secretblog1212]

“I hardly touched you - this is incredible/You’re too cute.” Kiribaku

“Did you get hurt again?”

Bakugou turned to face his boyfriend, sore, tired and bruised. Training was rough today, he knew he kept pushing himself too hard but if he wanted to be a pro then he had to give everything he had everyday. He turned to face the wall, standing in front of the door to their apartment.

Kirishima's shoulders heaved with the size of his sigh. He stood from the blanket pile on the couch and made his way over to Bakugou.

“You know I’m not mad right? Just worried… go sit down on the couch and I’ll get the first aid kit.”

Katsuki scoffed, “Not that bad.” He muttered, but followed his instructions.

Kirishima hummed and took off towards the bathroom. He was back within seconds, their little red ‘Health bucket’, thanks to Bakugou's naming, in hand.

Taking a seat on the coffee table across from Bakugou he picked bandages, wraps, tape and burn cream out from their stash. Bakugou took off his jacket and tank top, exposing the light purple and blue bruises overlapping the green and brown from earlier that week. His chest took a beating but his arms were the worst. His wrists were swelling and there were dark marks all on the outsides of his arm from kicks and punches.

Kirishima handled the worst spots first, wrapping his arms and getting ice for Katsuki’s hands. By the time he was able to address his chest the sky was turning dark blue and stars were making their way into the sky.

He brushed over the messy blond of color on Katsuki’s rib cage only to pull back at the noise the movement came with. It didn’t sound like he was in pain but Eijirou wanted to play it safe.

Bakugou stiffened and sat up straight against the back of the couch. Before Kirishima could even open his mouth to ask if he was okay he was rambling away cutely.

“I’m fine, just wasn’t expecting it is all.”

“Expecting it? Did it hurt though Kats, I can be more careful-“

Kirishima took notice of the blush spreading across Katsuki’s cheeks and how he refused to make eye contact. He put his hand on the other mans waist, thumbing over the rare skin without any marks covering it.

You could say he was surprised when Katsuki’s eyes went wide and he moved to grab onto his wrist, knocking the ice bag onto the floor in the process.

“Katsuki?” Kirishima asked, his voice more confused than concerned at this point.

He watched Bakugou flounder for a few seconds, trying desperately to come up with an excuse only to come back empty handed.

“Nothing. Just tickled okay, surprised me.”

Kirishima's face lit up. “Aweee Babe!” He cooed. “I hardly touched you - you’re too cute.”

His fingers fluttered over the soft skin, careful to avoid the discolored sections.

Bakugou reacted immediately, trying to sink into the fluffy cushions behind him. His head was tilted into his shoulder and his nose crinkled as giggles raked his body. It was cute, Kirishima thought, how Bakugou pretended to be tough and distant but would absolutely melt at any kind of affection. Maybe this time it was helped by him already being exhausted, but the blond just gave in to the tingly ticklish feeling.

His fingers danced up his waist and across his ribs. He wouldn’t keep it up for too long, but just a little longer would surely be fine.

Katsuki giggles his heart away, occasionally shaking his head when Kirishima got close to one of his more ticklish spots. He would deny squealing when Kirishima got to his top rib, just under his armpit, till the day he died.

Eijirou fluttered over his boyfriends neck and collarbones sending his head shaking side to side. It was then he realized Bakugou hadn’t said a word of protest. Maybe it could be written off as his just being tired but either way it was the cutest thing Kirishima had ever seen.

He scribbled up Katsuki’s neck and onto his cheek, stilling his fingers in favor of cupping the pale boys face.

He smiled but didn’t say anything. Instead he moved over to the couch and leaned his head on Bakugou’s shoulder. He let him catch his breath before laying down, perfectly content to cuddle, there was no way they were making it to their bed tonight.

Katsuki laid down on top of Kirishima’s chest, his head tucked against the rock hero’s shoulder. It only took minutes for his breathing to steady and for him to go limp in Kirishima’s arms.

Kirishima thought back on how a few years ago Bakugou would of fought tooth and nail if Kirishima tried to tickle him, slowly his though exterior faded and there was no pressure for him to keep it up.

Eijirou presses a soft skin against Bakugou's sweaty forehead and closed his eyes. He though on how he was more than okay with cuddling on the couch until they both fell asleep, even though he knew his neck would kill him in the morning.