I don’t remember any teacher Izuko x Katsuki fic soooooo I wrote it yaaaaay
I thinks there is little spoilers in this fic
How was your day?
Lee: Izuko Midoriya
Ler: Katsuki Bakugo
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Ships: Bakudeku
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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Izuko sighed when he finally got home after a day of work as a teacher at UA
“Kacchan, I’m home”
“Oh, hi Zuko” Katsuki left the dishes he was washing in the sink for a moment to give his husband a hug and a loving kiss on his forehead “how was work today?”
“Tiring” Izuko threw himself on the couch
“What happened?” Katsuki took a juice he was making and put it in two bottles, and gave one for Izuko and sat down next to him
“Ah, the students had to do a training in which they had to take me down, but they couldn’t use their powers”
“Hm”
“And they… succeeded” Izuko blushed a little
Katsuki looked at him and was confused, why was he blushing like that? He smiled
“How did they beat you, Izuko?”
“They t-t-tickled me, and I lost” Izuko covered his face in embarrassment, Katsuki let out an undisguised laugh “don’t laugh at me!”
“Pfffft- you lost to some kids tickling you?” Katsuki moved closer to his body, putting an arm around his neck to bring him closer
“Yeah, so what?” The man tried to look more threatening, but the blush on his cheeks wouldn’t allow it “I’m sure you would lose too, Kacchan!”
“Of course not!” He growled, but still smiling “you’re much more ticklish than I, aren’t you, Deku?”
Katsuki squeezed both sides of his husband, which made him scream and lie down on the couch, allowing the blond to sit on his legs and pin him beneath him. Bakugo lifted both of Izuko’s wrists above his head and smiled at him, an evil smile
“Nahahahaha, Kahahacchan!”
Katsuki moved his fingers slowly over the air above Izuko’s armpits, making him fill with butterflies in his stomach
“Oh~ what’s wrong, Izuko? I’m not touching you yet~” Izuko shook his head from side to side
“Pleheheheheehahase!”
“Please what?”
The green-haired boy blushed “Juhuhuhust doho ihihihihit!”
Katsuki smiled “if you insist~”
He pressed his fingers into his husband’s armpit, scribbling and making him laugh
“eheheheheAHAHAHA!” Izuko tried to shake his legs or arms but the superhero Dynamight was too big and heavy for him, of course in a normal moment Izuko would be able to get him out of there, but he was out of strength, and he kind of didn’t want it to stop yet
“Oh~ I wonder if the kids knew your little weak spot” Katsuki stopped his attack for a moment to shake his fingers over Izuko’s waist, making him close his eyes in anticipation
“Nonononononono, Kacchahahahan!”
“Did they tickle you here, Zuko?”
“Ihihihit wahahas about 40 hahahands, Ihihi thihihink-”
“Tsc, tsc, I have to teach these kids how to really tickle a Deku~”
And so Katsuki let go of Izuko's wrists to grip his waist with both hands, the teacher laughed and soon lowered his hands to grab his husband wrists
“NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE”
“Zuko~ what's wrong?~ Does that tickle? Does that tickle tickle tickle so much?”
Izuko blushed until he looked like a tomato
“KAHAHATSUKIHI! DOHOHOHON’T SHAHAHAY THAHAHAT-“
“What's wrong? Don't you like the word tickle?~ Don't you like me tickle tickle tickling you, Deku?~”
“PLEHEHEHEHEAHASE STOHOHOHOHOP” a tear rolled down Izuko's pink cheeks, and that was the signal for Katsuki to stop
The green-haired boy simply melted into the couch, still smiling
Katsuki looked at his smile and felt like smiling too, completely in love
“Drink” he held out a bottle of juice to his husband “just drink it”
“Thank you, Kacchan” Izuko kissed the other on the cheek
“Aaaaargh” Katsuki grabbed Izuko and pulled him into a loving hug “you're too cute, shit”
Izuko laughed, Katsuki laughed too
They spent the rest of the day making out and being together, happy
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
SFW TICKLES, IF YOU DONT LIKE IT SCROLL NOW 😊
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 !!!
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.
Summary: Deku managed to piss off Bakugo and is now running for his life trying to hide
Lee - Deku
Ler - Bakugo
"DEKU!!! GET BACK HERE!!"
Deku had been training with Bakugo for a little while and discovered a hidden weakness, Bakugo is ticklish. For a moment Deku had been laughing his ass off at Bakugo's over reaction and eventually realized he was in trouble. He made a run for it and, well, that leads us to now.
"BAKUGO I'M SORRY!!!" The green haired boy was just ahead enough that he could take a turn and potentially lose the hot headed Bakugo. He went down an alley and chose to hide behind a building not far from the main campus.
After what felt like 10 minutes passing, Deku decided he lost him and started walking back towards the school.
"Man he really lost it there. But who would've known the big bad Bakugo had such a silly weakness." Deku giggled to himself.
"Boo!"
It was Bakugo. He had been tailing Deku this whole time knowing he had let his guard down.
"AH! Ba-Bakugo.. look don't hurt me I was just- AH!" The blonde tackled Deku to the ground, sitting on top of him with a menacing grin.
"What are you laughing to yourself about huh!? I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO LAUGH ABOUT!!"
Bakugo launched a full on tickle attack on the now giggling boy. He began tickling his stomach and vibrating his ribs like it was his only mission. With Bakugo overpowering him, Deku had no way of getting out. All he could do is lay there and take his torment.
"HAHAHHAA BAKUGOOOHOHOHO!! Plehehehehease stop!! I said I was sorreheheheheee!!!
"Sorry won't cut it Deku. You owe me for exploiting my ONLY WEAKNESS!! I have to make sure you'll NEVER tell anyone!! Or else it'll be THIS for endless hours!"
Bakugo shoved his hands under Deku's arms and tickled with expert precision.
"AHHH HAHAHA NOHOHO BA-BAKUGO PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! OKAY OKAY I WON'T TELL!! I WON'T TEHEHEHELLL!!
"Yeah no, I don't believe you."
Deku tried everything he could to get Bakugo's hands out of his underarms. He couldn't take how bad it tickled. He was trying to bend left and right, roll over, anything he could to get out of there. But all he was doing was exposing more areas.
Bakugo switched from under his arms to squeezing his sides everytime he tried to roll over, and squeezed his hips every time he went back to laying on his back.
Deku was visibly beginning to weaken, tears of mirth already falling from his eyes. He really learned his lesson and in all honesty, he wasn't even going to tell anyone. He enjoyed the thought of playing with this secret on his own without anyone finding out. The occasional poke here and there would be absolutely hilarious. Seeing Bakugo try his hardest not to laugh or jerk would just be 🤌🏻 such a payback in his own control.
"IHIHI CAN'T BREHEHEEATHE!! BAHAHAHAKUGOOOO!!"
Deku went silent, and that was Bakugo's cue to stop. He let up and stood up from sitting on Deku's waist.
"Yeah you little punk. Don't you dare tell anyone or else it'll be that times three. You hear me?"
Even though Deku knew it wasn't a serious life threatening threat, he still didn't want to tell anyone anyway.
"I already told you I won't tell. Jeez Bakugo are you some of expert in this stuff? You nearly killed me."
"That's the point idiot. I will kill you if you tell. Now get up already, you look like a fool on the floor."
Bakugo walks away feeling quite proud of how well he got Deku to listen. He knew he'd be able to overpower him whenever he wanted, so his secret felt safe to him.
But he had another secret. He secretly enjoyed every moment of that, on both ends.
A/N: 'Wait!' You say, 'but Bakugo already got his revenge on everyone!' Yes...... but only the first round. Welcome to Part 7!!! This is the last I have planned out for now but who knows... may be continued further. He's got many more times to go and many more deals to make after all ;)
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“Sounds like somebody needs a visit from the tickle monster.~” Kirishima sing-songed and bared his teeth in a grin as though a proud predator chancing upon their prey.
The air in the room seemed to cool, sending a chill running down Izuku’s spine.
He was grappled in an instant. “Heh- wait a second– I hehe- Kirishihihima–” Midoriya whined, squirming as Eijirou wrestled his wrists into place next to his head. They laid there, locked in a brief stalemate, with Izuku against his mattress beneath his friend.
“And you know…” Kirishima continued, “speaking of tickle monsters… I actually heard there’s one loose in the dorms..” Kirishima murmured, leaning in closer.
Izuku giggled in anticipation. “Whahahat are you talking about?”
“In fact.. I think it might be close by…” He smirked.
Izuku’s cheeks were blooming with red.
Kirishima leaned in, breathing into the sensitive shell of Deku’s ear to make him squirm even more as he said. “You see… they can sense when someone really ticklish is vulnerable.”
Izuku wailed, wishing he could cover his face. “Kihihihirishima stahahahop teasing!”
There was a knock–loud, more like a bang–on the door.
“Oh no! Is that it?” Kirishima gasped, squeezing Izuku’s wrists for emphasis. “I think it is! The dreaded tickle monster!”
He scribbled one hand down into Izuku’s belly for emphasis, making his classmate squawk out a laugh.
“Shuhuhut up!” Izuku snorted. “Whohoho is tha–AHHH!” He shrieked in horror as his door slammed open and a real life tickle monster appeared on the other side: a still-revenge-hungry, smirking Kacchan.
“—NONONO WAIT! KAHAHACCHAN? NO! KIHIHIHIRISHIMA! LEMME GOHOHO!” He was cackling madly, not even being tickled yet. He felt his chances of escaping this unscathed fleeting away. “Nohohot thihihihis! Not NOHOHOW! You tricked meheheheHEHEHE!”
“Geeeez, giggles, get it together!” Kirishima teased him, poking one finger out to prod at his side. “Not even tickling you yet.” Izuku flinched away. “Save that laugh!”
“Plehehease!” Izuku gave him his best wide, desperate, puppy-dog eyes. Kirishima remained cold, unphased, and rock solid in where he held him down. “NohohohO DON’T! Don’t come any clohohohoser KahahaHAACCHAN!”
Bakugo’d made his way over to the bed by now. He pressed his knees to the edge of the mattress and looked down, reaching out and starting to make quick work of the socks covering Deku’s feet. “NAHAHA!” Izuku squealed, unable to do anything as his ankles were quickly locked into Kacchan’s arms, whose fingers quickly began scribbling over Deku’s feet where they hung off the end of the bed.
Kirishima relished the sight of Midoriya cracking instantly, not that he wasn’t already laughing in anticipation. It was less a nervous laugh now, though, more deep and desperate, somehow more jubilant, bubbly. He watched him carefully, then when he felt the resisting strength pushing against his hold faltering, he decided to make his move.
Quickly, he shifted both wrists into one hand of his own, pinning them up and off to the side of his head. Midoriya blanched, shaking his head when he realized and beginning to plead anew.
Both of his wrists pinned by Kirishima, both of his ankles pinned by Kacchan–who also now seemed to be in the process of rearranging himself to sit over Izuku’s shins. Waist weighted down beneath Kirishima. Izuku’s insides twisted up in a swirl of conflicting emotion.
“Now, die you nerd!” Bakugo declared menacingly.
Izuku all but wished he could.
Ferocious fingernails scratched up and down his soles, under his toes, along the sides and tops of his feet – they even squeezed up along the backs of his calves. And yet, that wasn’t even the worst of it!
Kirishima took full advantage of the trapped, ticklish torso beneath him. He scratched his nails under each of Izuku’s arms, pinched his ribs and along his sides one at a time. He even scribbled his fingers over Midoriya’s belly and poked around his belly button, enjoying listening to his friend’s frantic screams of laughter. By the time Kirishima made it down to squeeze at Midoriya’s hips, he was barely able to do more than laugh frantically and squirm weakly.
“Hey, go pin those up over his head.” Midoriya heard Bakugo order, and then there was suddenly less pressure on his waist and legs, only to be replaced by weight along the tops of his thighs. Then, his arms were being tugged up.
“Nooooooooooo..” Izuku cried weakly as Kirishima sat over his arms and effectively pinned his upper body, helpless and sensitive, between the two of them.
“Right, now, let’s really get to it.”
“NOHOHOHOHO! HEHEHEHEHEHELP!”
…
By the time they were done –or at least, giving him a break for now, as far as he knew– Izuku had lost his voice to laughter. He was hoarse, wheezing for air as he exasperatedly asked for water.
Kirishima got up at once, grabbing him a bottle and helping him sit up a bit to sip on it as he held it to his lips. “Man, I thought you were gonna die for a second there… That was brutal.” Kirishima laughed lightly. “You’ve gotten tougher!”
“Yeah whatever, that’s what he gets.” Bakugo replied, the annoyance in his tone more fond and teasing than truly irritated.
Izuku chuckled hoarsely, laying back against the bed as Kirishima put the water down on the bedside table. He wheezed out his next question carefully. “Thihis.. heh- sihihince there’s twohoho of you… does *hic* this count as- hehe- two times?”
“No, stupid!” Katsuki shot him an angry look, shouting. “This was one time! Three left!”
“Whyhyhyhy not?” Izuku whined weakly.
“Do you wanna go back to four left?” He threatened
“Nohohoohoho…” Midoriya whimpered, covering his face with his hands and shrinking in on himself. “I’m sorryehehehehe…”
“Hey, come on Bakubro, are you trying to say I didn’t count?” Kirishima goaded, bumping Bakugo’s shoulder. “Trapped him here for you… Did a real number on him too, I’d say! You don’t think I helped at all?!”
“What? No, you– we..” Katsuki tightened his lips, thinking for a moment.
Kirishima squeezed Izuku’s arm in support, hoping to help reduce his friend’s ‘sentence’ a little.
“Okay, yeah, whatever. I guess that’s true. You did a good job wrecking his shit, Shitty Hair.” Katsuki conceded with a grumble, complimenting his friend as he went. “This can ..count as two or whatever.”
Izuku’s breathing slowly returned to a semi-normal pace.
Once Izuku was more calmed down and sure to be alright after the surprise attack, the other two got up.
“Keep your eyes out for me, nerd.” Bakugo grumbled, stomping out of the door.
Izuku spoke up softly after he left and they were alone for a moment, giving the other student a thumbs up. “Thanks, Kirishima.”
“Only fair. He gave me one off mine for helping him.” Eijirou winked.
“Wait what–!?”
“–G’night Midoriya!” He finished, quickly shutting the door on his indignant friend. He stepped out into the hall to follow after his grumpy tickle monster of a friend, walking with a smile on his face.
Recovery Girl sighed for what had to be the hundredth time that month.
"...Young man."
Izuku Midoriya shrank in his chair.
"Y-Yes?"
"You broke three fingers, your wrist, and nearly fractured your elbow."
"...Y-Yes..."
"And this was after I specifically told you to stop breaking your arms every other week."
"..."
"..."
"...Sorry."
Across the room, Ochaco pinched the bridge of her nose.
Katsuki Bakugo crossed his arms with an irritated click of his tongue.
"You're an idiot."
Izuku laughed nervously.
"I know..."
"No," Bakugo growled, "I don't think you do."
Recovery Girl stood.
"I've done all I can. Maybe your classmates can convince you to value your own skeleton."
She walked out, muttering something about "stubborn children."
Silence filled the room.
Izuku rubbed the back of his neck.
"I really am getting better at controlling One For All now—"
"You still keep hurting yourself," Ochaco interrupted, hands on her hips.
"I-I know, but—"
"No 'but,'" she said.
Bakugo cracked his knuckles.
"Deku."
"...Y-Yeah?"
"You need a punishment."
Izuku blinked.
"A... punishment?"
Ochaco exchanged a glance with Bakugo.
Neither of them said anything.
Instead...
...they both smiled.
Izuku immediately became suspicious.
"W-Why are you smiling?"
Bakugo smirked.
"Because Round Face had a stupid idea."
"It is not stupid!"
"It's absolutely stupid."
"But you're helping."
"Only because it'll work."
Izuku slowly backed away.
"...What idea?"
Ochaco clasped her hands together innocently.
"We're going to tickle you."
Silence.
"..."
"...What?"
Bakugo snorted.
"You heard her."
Izuku's face turned bright red.
"W-WAIT!"
He spun around—
—and immediately ran into the examination table.
"Owowow—"
"Smooth," Bakugo said dryly.
Ochaco giggled.
"He already stunned himself."
"N-No fair!"
Before Izuku could escape again, Ochaco gently grabbed one wrist while Bakugo caught the other.
"H-Hey!"
"No more self-destructive heroics," Ochaco declared.
"And every time you break your bones because you're reckless," Bakugo added, "this happens."
Izuku's eyes widened.
"W-Wait, seriously?"
Ochaco nodded.
"Ready?"
Bakugo grinned.
"Oh yeah."
"W-Waitwaitwait—"
Two sets of fingers attacked his sides at once.
"EEHEHEHEHE!"
Izuku folded forward instantly.
"N-NOHOHOHO!"
Ochaco laughed.
"See? He's so ticklish!"
"I noticed."
Bakugo scribbled quick fingers along Izuku's ribs.
"You fight villains tougher than this?"
"IHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T HELP IHIHIHIT!"
Ochaco poked lightly at his stomach.
"You know..."
"Hahaha?"
"...if you can survive this..."
"PLEHEHEHEASE!"
"...you can survive learning not to break every bone you own."
Izuku burst into helpless giggles.
"IHIHI'M TRYYYYING!"
Bakugo rolled his eyes.
"Try harder."
He switched to quick squeezes at Izuku's sides.
Izuku squealed.
"K-KACCHAHAN!"
"There it is."
"W-WHAT?"
"The embarrassing laugh."
"I DOHOHOHON'T HAVE OHOHONE!"
Ochaco smiled.
"Oh, you definitely do."
She fluttered her fingers beneath his arms.
Izuku nearly jumped out of his chair.
"WAHAHAHAIT!"
"There it is again."
"IHIHIHI'M SOHOHORRY!"
"For what?" Ochaco teased.
"EVERYTHIHIHING!"
Bakugo gave an approving nod.
"Good answer."
The "punishment" continued for another minute, filled with laughter, squeaks, and countless failed escape attempts. Neither of them was rough; every poke and scribble was playful, giving Izuku plenty of chances to catch his breath before the next round of giggles escaped him.
Finally, Ochaco smiled.
"I think he's learned his lesson."
Bakugo let go.
"For today."
Izuku slid dramatically onto the floor, still laughing under his breath.
"Y-You two are mehehehean..."
Ochaco offered him a hand.
"Maybe."
He accepted it.
"But we worry about you."
Bakugo looked away with a small huff.
"...You're our friend, idiot."
Izuku blinked.
Then smiled.
"...Thanks."
Bakugo immediately ruined the heartfelt moment.
"Don't get sentimental."
He poked Izuku's side one last time.
"Eep!"
Ochaco burst into laughter.
Bakugo smirked.
"...Still works."
Izuku groaned, unable to stop smiling.
"...I'm never living this down, am I?"
"Not a chance," Ochaco said cheerfully.
"And if you break another arm?"
Bakugo's grin returned.
"We're doubling the sentence."
Izuku's horrified expression made both of them laugh all the way back to the dorms.
((Ah first late one 😅 I made the mistake of drawing the lee first so I had to squeeze the boys in, Bakugo was supposed to be Tetsu but I accidentally drew him too small))
As the end of the year came to a close all the craziness started to at least semi calm down everyone in class 1A was relaxing Denki and Sero were playing Mario kart in the common room , Todoroki was training and Deku was in his room scrolling through an Allmight fan page when his phone dinged
Hey dumbass. My room. Now.
A message from Kacchan.
He looked to his bedside table reading his alarm clock. It was almost 9 albeit a weekend but still none the less, why was he texting him.
Deciding not to wait till bakugo blew a gasket and dragged him there himself, he tossed his phone on his bed and strolled out of his room. Deku could hear Sero yelling at Kaminari for cheating some way some how down in the common room. As Deku walked Down the hallway in his t shirt and shorts his heart was pounding, what could kacchan even want probably to beat him to a pulp. He made his way to Bakugo’s room and stood at the door for a few seconds until it was swung open by a steaming Bakugo.
He looked up seeing Deku standing there and a sly smirk made its way onto his face.
“Didn’t think you’d actually do it moron” he said grabbing him by his t shirt and dragging him into his room before closing and locking the door.
Deku stumbled backwards and gulped as he heard the door lock “K-Kacchan w-what is this about”.
All Bakugo did was smirk at him and stepped towards him causing Deku to move backwards. He did this until his back hit the blondes bed causing him to fall back. Bakugo took this as his chance and attacked, throwing the rest of Deku’s body on the bed before straddling him.
“Now. Listen here. This is what’s gonna happen I’m bored and you’re gonna be my entertainment til I’m satisfied got it.”
Midoriya didn’t exactly know what he meant by this but gulp and nodded his head instinctively not wanting to piss him off further. The blonde then took Deku’s hand and forced them above his head and he watched as the his face went from pale and freckley to blushy and red.
“Now…., beg” in that moment Bakugo’s hands descended on his tummy digging into his sides causing the younger one to arch his back up cackling.
“K-KACHAHAHAHAHAN N-NOHOHOHOHOHO” he twisted and turned as much as he could being pinned underneath the other trying to get away.
“That’s it squirm loser, I knew this would work on you still, your just as sensitive and weak as you were back when we were kids”
Deku continued to try and buck and get himself away from bakugos mean hands that was until he released his hands and went straight for the dip in his hips. The absolute shriek that left his lips caused the other to let out a slight laugh.
“Listen to you, you can’t even take just a little tickling nerd. What’d you do if the Villains found out about this weakness of yours you’d be fucked from the start, no one would be safe you’d spill everything.”
“I’m sorry what was that, you what I can’t hear you over you absurd laughter I’m gonna need you to shut up and speak clearly Deku” Bakugo mocked him as he moved from his death spot up to his ribs clawing and massaging between each bone pinching and squeezing making sure not to miss an inch of his torso
At this point Deku had ahold of Bakugos wrists but didn’t make any attempt to stop him.
“Give up Damn it!!” By now this had been going on for about 15 minutes and Dekus face was a flushed red he just lay there taking all the mean tickling.
Bakugo was getting irritated that this nerd hadn’t cracked yet and decided on one final thing to hopefully get him to break, as the others squirming had caused his shirt to ride up just enough Bakugo set his hands on Deku’s hips stopping the tickling briefly, allowing him to breathe again. As he set purchase on the others hips he lowers his head and began to blow raspberries all over his tummy while at the same time kneading his hips.
Deku arched his back and opened his mouth but not a sound came out finally going into silent laughter dekus hands came down onto Katsuki’s shoulders tapping out Bakugo may have wanted to hear the nerd give up but tapping was just as good, so he stopped and got off the other allowing him to breathe freely. He left and came back with a cup of water and handing it to him, he gladly took it taking small sips with a giggly smile still on his face the blush on it was obvious and bakugo couldn’t help but be glad he’s the reason it was there.
“You gonna make it back to your room dumbass?” He asked him
He turned back around when he saw him fast asleep. On HIS bed, he scoffed and got in next to him pulling him close. “I’ll let it slide this one time you moron”
AAAAAAH this probably sucked so bad I havnt written in a long time let alone written for my hero but I hope you guys liked it and I’m so sorry it’s so short but if you did I’d love to try doing small commission stories or headcanons
