#ler!ojiro

[shoto-chann]

Hiii!! I honestly love your fics so much!! If you have time, please consider writing lee todoroki with ler ojiro! (Just like your tumblr-wallpaper hehe). I love the intense tickles (just like what you did with bakugou and jiro, it was beyond awesome)!! Thank you so much in advance (P.S. please no foot tickles)

Thanks! I appreciate this so much! And don't worry, there will be no foot tickles here :)

Being A Kid Again

My Hero Academia

Lee:

Ler:

Summary: Todoroki wonders why Ojiro acts so happy and childish all the time in the dorms, and Ojiro shows him why he does and why Todoroki should as well

Todoroki was scrolling through his photos, trying to figure out which photo he wanted to make his lockscreen. He's been at this for two hours, and he's made no progress at all. He had been thinking of just taking another photo, but he wasn't sure what kind of photo he wanted to have. "Damn it, I didn't think finding a photo would be this hard." He said with a frustrated tone. The whole entire reason he couldn't find a perfect photo is because he has nothing but business photos. He only kept pictures of homework and notes on his phone. He didn't have a single photo of him or his friends on his phone. He wanted to have one, but he didn't understand why anyone would do that. He'd have to ask one of his friends.

Turns out, Todoroki didn't need to get up because coincidentally, someone knocked on his door. He looked up from his phone. "Come in." The door opened, and Ojiro walked in, a huge smile on his face. "Hi, Todoroki." "Hey, Ojiro." Ojiro closed the door behind him and sat in a chair next to his friend. Todoroki couldn't help but notice the smile plastered on Ojiro's face. "What's with the huge smile?" "Oh, it's nothing. I just pranked Sero earlier, and I couldn't stop laughing. His reaction was priceless." Ojiro started laughing again. "Here, I have the video." He showed Todoroki the video of Sero's reaction of the prank. "You scared him with a blanket, a mask, and a fake knife?" Todoroki asked. "Yeheah." "You dressed up as Ghostface to scare Sero?" Ojiro only nodded and laughed again. "Hohow are you not laughing? That was hilarious." Todoroki only shrugged. "Seems a little childish." Ojiro composed himself after a minutes of laughing and looked at Todoroki.

"Childish? What do you mean?" "That prank was a bit childish, and to think that someone fell for it...it's just weird." Ojiro tilted his head. "So? What's wrong with being a bit childish? We're still kids ourselves, so we should live like one, shouldn't we?" Todoroki thought this was a good point. They were hero students in training, but they were kids overall. But still...

"That's true, but we're in a professional environment." "Since when has that stopped us? Kaminari acts like a child all the time, Midoriya loves showing his childish side every day, and even Bakugo has shown a softer side a few times." That statement made Todoroki skeptical. "Bakugo? Having a softer side? I don't believe that." "It's true. Just ask Jirou." Ojiro scooted closer to Todoroki. "Look, we both know we're kids, and we have to live life as much as we can. It's okay to be a kid every once in a while." Todoroki only shrugged. "I guess." Ojiro raised an eyebrow and grinned. "You don't sound convinced, Todoroki." Todoroki knew that tone too well. He knew Ojiro picked up that tone from Midoriya. "Ojiro, don't even think about it." "Think about what?" Ojiro asked as if he wasn't planning anything. "I'm not thinking of anything, Todoroki." "I know you are. You have that look in your eye." Ojiro only chuckled. "You're crazy, Todoroki." Todoroki scooted away to the edge of the bed, ready to run. "Ojiro, don't do it. I swear, if you even think of ti-hahahaha!" Ojiro didn't let him finish as he used his tail to lightly tickle his left side. Todoroki jolted to the right, only for Ojiro to lightly tickle his right side. "Ohohojiroho!" "Yeeees?" Todoroki fell backwards on his bed and tried to cover his sides, but Ojiro just pinned his hands above his head using his tail. He used his hands to start full on tickling his sides and tummy. Todoroki laughed and squirmed in place, trying to make the tickles less intense for him. "Whahat the hehehell, Ohojirohoho?!" "What? I'm a kid, remember? I'm just living like a kid, kinda like how you should be." He responded as he sped up the tickling. "Thihihis ihihisn't ahahaprohopriahate!" "Wow, you're starting to sound like Iida." Ojiro teases.

Todoroki tried kicking Ojiro, but Ojiro just pushed his feet away and sat on them. "That wasn't very nice, Peppermint." He smirked and made his way to Shoto's ribs, increasing the peppermint's cute laugh. Shoto just wiggled and wiggled in place as Ojiro's fingers tickled every inch of his rib cage. "Stahahap! Ohohojiro!" "Hmm...only if you agree to stop acting like an adult all the time." "Buhuhut-" Todoroki was cut short when he felt Ojiro's fingers on his palms. "FINE! I PROHOHOHOMISE! I PROHOHOMISE!" Ojiro laughed at Todoroki's immediate response. "It was just getting good too." He playfully whined. But Ojiro stopped as he promised to let Todoroki breathe. He knew Todoroki didn't like being tickled for too long, and he didn't wanna go overboard with the tickling. The half and half hero took some deep breaths for a few minutes, a wide smile plastered on his face.

"Now was that really so hard?" Ojiro teased. "Shut up" Todoroki said, playfully pushing Ojiro, his smile never leaving. "Although, I will admit...that was pretty fun." Shoto said after a bit. "I'm glad to hear that. Now do you understand why it's important to be a kid sometimes?" "Yeah. I do. I completely forgot what I had on my mind before all that happened." Just then, Todoroki's phone dinged. He checked it and saw it was a message from Iida.

Iida: Todoroki, can you and whoever else is in your room keep it down? People do not need to hear all of that noise while they are trying to study. Please and thank you. -Tenya Iida

Todoroki chuckled. Then he checked his lockscreen and remembered what he wanted to do, a frown slowly removing his smile. Ojiro caught note of this and tilted his head curiosly. "Is everything okay, Sho?" "Yeah. It's just I remembered I wanted to change my lockscreen earlier and wanted to ask someone for suggestions." Hearing this made Ojiro smile. "Ohoh, I have just the thing for you."

Ojiro and Shoto spent the rest of the day taking funny pictures together and with their other friends. They also played funny pranks on each of their friends (including Iida, who had later tickled them for disturbing his studies). After the day ended, Todoroki went through his new photos of today, finally realizing why people have pictures of their friends and funny moments. After careful consideration, Todoroki ended up choosing a photo for his lockscreen: the photo of him and Ojiro tickling each other like the kids that they are.

*Sorry this story is so short. I'm trying to catch up with all the asks people have sent me, so they may not be as good as they were in the past. But I will try my best to make them great stories

That's all for now. Until next time,

❄️🔥 shoto-chann 🔥❄️ out

[gaybananabread]

This is later than I wanted to get this out, but it's here. For those who don't know, this is Part 2 of a little thing I did. I'll link Part 1 below. Sorry for the wait, Enjoy!

(Part 1)

Lee: Kirishima

Lers: Todoroki, Ojiro, Midoriya, brief Bakugo

Summary: The battle for chore duty nears a conclusion, as Kiri's turn has come. Can he beat Bakugo's time? We'll see.

Warnings: none! It does get a bit intense, but it's all in good fun and consensual. This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

"Your turn, Shitty Hair."

Bakugo's words sent shivers down his spine. He resisted the urge to yelp as he approached the chair. This was it, his moment to beat Bakugo at something. He hoped so, anyway.

The blonde slowly rose, giving Kirishima an evil, smug look. Bakugo had survived his turn, and now it was time for Kiri to face his tormentors. He just hoped they didn't kill him.

He warily sat down in the chair, looking up at his friends. Each of them had tickled him before, and no doubt had insider knowledge. Looking in their eyes, he noticed the same mischievous glint in all three pairs.

Well, I'm dead.

Midoriya started explaining the rules. "Okay, same rules from before apply to you. We won't stop until you say 'Plus Ultra', so don't worry if a few protests slip out." He smirked, knowing that would happen. "You need at least 7 minutes and 30 seconds to beat Bakugo. Try and keep flailing to a minimum, we don't want another incident."

The red head's cheeks flushed, and he threw his hands up. "Oh, come on man! It was one time!" Deku chuckled and turned to the other two 'judges'. "Okay, who wants where?"

Ojiro raised his hand. "I'm fine with where I was last time." The greenete nods. "Okay, I'll take his lower body. Todoroki, you fine with his midsection?" He nodded, and they went to their designated places.

Bakugo watched them curiously. They hadn't been so smug or decisive when it was his turn. Then again, they knew he would kill them if they tried anything. Anything underhanded or shifty they pulled then only benefited him. Still, he would keep an eye on them.

Kiri was trying to to squirm in the chair. They all knew about his worst spots, and he could tell they were about to abuse that knowledge. Seven minutes is a long time, a lot longer than he can probably last. But he's gonna try, and win. Hopefully.

Ojiro gathered the red head's arms and held them over his head. Midoriya grabbed the stopwatch, resetting it. He gave the countdown, and the four of them prepared.

"3, 2, 1..."

"Go!"

The three of them started out slow and soft, testing the waters. Ojiro fluttered his fingers on Kirishima's neck, his tail inactive for the moment. Todoroki made little circles with a finger on his belly, right in the center. Midoriya lightly poked at his knees and thighs.

Kiri didn't try to hold in his reactions. He would laugh eventually, and resisting took energy he didn't wanna waste. Bubbly giggles poured from his mouth, getting a huff from Baku.

"Already? You're done for, Shitty Hair." He had a smirk on his face, his voice smug and gloating. Kiri's cheeks went pink, and he stuck his tongue out. Bakugo, ever the charmer, flipped him off with a sly grin.

Todoroki decided it was time to get real. Ten fingers dug into the red head's belly, scribbling and poking the sensitive flesh. Surprised, Kiri squeaked before bursting into loud, boyish laughter. "TOHODOROKIHI! NOHOHO!"

The others followed suit, digging into his 'sweet spots'. Ojiro brought his tail up to brush against Kiri's neck, and Deku dug into his thighs, slipping little squeezes to his knees. This time, they knew exactly where to go to drive him up the wall. They also knew how to make it a million times worse. Because why not?

Midoriya was the first to tease. "Aw, Kirishima! I forgot how ticklish your thighs are! Your laugh is so cute!" The little shit knew exactly what he was doing. And it was working.

Kiri snorted, bucking his hips. Teasing always made things 100 times worse! His cheeks heated up even more, now a lovely scarlet red. His laughter grew, filling the room.

Todoroki kneaded the small amount of pudge on his waistline, driving the red head up the wall. Midoriya continued to tease him, relishing in the snorts that split his laugh.

"GUHUHUYS! *snort* QUIHIHIHIT IT!" He was starting to reach his limit. With one assailant, he could definitely beat eight minutes. But three? That was a lot harder than he thought.

He managed to ask a coherent question. "WHAHAHAT'S MY TIHIHIME?" He tried to twist his head to see, but Ojiro attacked his neck whenever he exposed it. The tailed student leaned in, smirking. "Oh, is this too much for you? Afraid you're gonna lose?"

He snorted, his face nearly matching the color of his hair. It was really hard to not headbutt him. Kiri seriously considered it, but figured it would only make things worse. "JUHUHUST- *snort* JUHUST TEHELL MEHEHEHE!"

Midoriya eventually cut in, chuckling. "You're at five minutes and forty seconds." That was not good for him. He didn't think he could last much longer at the current pace. He made a rash decision, one he would most likely regret. Under his shirt, he hardened his chest, stopping the tickling. Technically not quitting.

Todoroki grunted and stopped, feeling the other's quirk activate. He shot Kiri a stare that could shatter souls. "Kirishima. Unharden, now."

His laughter had calmed down a bit, but the other two were still tickling him. He could only focus enough for his midsection to stay hardened, and even that was a challenge. He closed his eyes, wistfully hoping that Todoroki would eventually get bored and leave.

Witnessing all this, Bakugo stormed over, pushing his multicolored classmate out of the way. He gave the blonde a look, but huffed and let him take over. "If he hardens, you gotta distract him. Watch and learn, half-and-half."

Cracking his knuckles, Bakugo drilled his fingers into Kiri's hips. Caught off guard, Kiri squealed before bursting into deep, side-splitting laughter. His quirk faltered, the skin on his chest shifting from hardened to normal. He was failing, the intense tickling making it harder and harder to concentrate.

Ojiro laughed, using both hands to keep Kiri's arms above his head. He thrashed and tugged, but Ojiro kept him right where they wanted him. Now his tail was the only thing tickling the boy's neck. It was still doing a marvelous job at distracting him.

He lost it when Midoriya removed his boots and started to tickle his feet. Now that his friend had broken, Bakugo stepped back and let Todoroki take over. He went right back to what Baku was doing, now using his own quirk to make half his fingers colder. He had heard it made things tickle more, and it turns out he was right. The poor boy's laughter somehow went up an octave, surprising both himself and everyone within a five mile radius.

Midoriya was scribbling across his soles, having gathered both feet into his hands. He had left his socks on, because he didn't want to kill him. Mostly. They were adorable, though. The little shark patterns made him smile.

Kirishima was losing his ever-loving mind. His entire face was a dark crimson, his eyes wet with tears of mirth. He was thrashing madly, trying anything to lesson the assult on his senses. The only thought running through his head was SHIT IT TICKLES IT TICKLES IT TICKLES!!

Bakugo watched the scene with a smug smile on his face. Knowing he had helped cause this made it even better. He was close to not caring about the win. This was victory enough. Well, almost. He still had pride and a winning reputation to uphold.

Finally, after what felt like ages, he tapped out. "PLUHUHAHA- PLUHUHUS UHUHULTRAHAHA!" The maddening sensations stopped, and his arms were released. Kiri immediately curled in on himself, hugging his sides and giggling like a lunatic as he sucked in air.

Midoriya laughed and stopped the timer. "Okay your time is-" He froze mid-scentence, taking a quick breath. He gingerly set the phone down, an unreadable smile on his face, his eyes blank. He walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him. A loud band of a head on a wall could be heard from the hallway.

Ojiro walked over. "What was that for?" He picked up the phone and a strangled gasp escaped him. "What's wro-" Todoroki started to speak before the phone was turned around, showing him the final time.

7 minutes, 26 seconds

Ice formed around his foot. He took a deep breath, melting it and turning to the two idiots. "You both have dish duty. Respectfully, what in the actual fuck is wrong with you guys?" Then he left with Ojiro, the both of them silently pondering their existences.

Bakugo's jaw dropped, his arrogant facade falling. "WHAT THE HELL?! SHITTY HAIR, ARE YOU KIDDING?!" He whipped around to Kirishima, who was still struggling to regain his breath.

"Ihihi'm... I'm sohohory!" He looked up, a dopey smile splitting his rosy face. Tears still shone in the corners of his eyes. Seeing this could melt even the coldest of hearts. Bakugo's vicous demeanor lessened, simmering down to a glare and clenched fist. "You are such a fucking copy cat."

The giggly boy took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "Wehell, ahat least wehehehe can see who's aha better dish wahasher!" Optimistic to the bitter end, that one.

Bakugo huffed, ruffling Kirishima's hair. What a fucking day...

[duckymcdoorknob]

so um... who in 1a do you think would tickle their s/o to cheer them up when insecure? (Laughs nervously)

ohOHOH BUCKLE UP NONNIE FRIEND

Lemme give you 2 boys and 2 girls!

INTRODUCING:

Eijirou Kirishima

Baby boy would 100% tickle his s/o to make them feel better!

The whole fandom agrees that Kiri is a “chubby chaser” I rlly hate that term LMFAO

BUT THAT BEING SAID if they were insecure about their body?

Ohh buddy. Be ready to feel some TICKLES.

They would be loved on immediately.

“I just don’t know how you don’t like your thighs. I mean sweet MERCY these are my favorite pillows in the worlllddd” while squeezing the daylights out of them.

“LOOK AT YOUR WAISTLINE MY GOODNESS. HOURGLASS FIGURE!!” While tracing their sides.

“Are those abs I see??? No way! Let me make sure!!” While tracing lines on their stomach where abs would be.

If it was a physical feature, like short nails, thin hair, birthmarks, dry skin, he would pepper kisses all over the affected areas.

“Are you still sad?”

“yeah. Sorry.“

“This won’t do at all. Nopenopenope! Not whatsoever. It’s time to go plus ultra for your smile!!”

If you tell him you’re sad?

R u n

Mashirao Ojiro

You probably expected Denki or Izuku.

But Ojiro would just understand!!

He has a non-power quirk. It’s a physical attribute.

So he obviously got teased for it as a kid. He knows how it feels to be treated weirdly.

So if his s/o was sad, he’d start off by giving them SO many kisses. SO MANY.

Then he’d gently run his hands on the effected area of insecurity,

“Was... was that a giggle I heard?”

“N-no! Not at all! Mashi no- don’t you DARE!”

He’s not the best comforter, but he tries his hardest.

He will talk their ear off and sing of your praises until they give him a gentle grin.

Then his hands are on their tickle spot until they swear they’re happy again.

Mina Ashido

PLS SHE WOULDNT EVEN ASK WHAT’S WRONG!!!

She would just s e n s e they were sad, then lay between their thighs with her cheek on their stomach.

“Baby. I know you’re sad, so do you need any space?”

“No? Okay. Let me know if you want to talk about anything.”

When her s/o spills da beans, she will prop herself up and give her partner the biggest hug ever.

But then oh? What’s this? A new challenger appears? It’s Mina’s wiggling fingers!!

Tickle hugs>

Insecure abt body? She’s on them like white on rice.

“I just don’t get why you don’t looooove this body. I mean it’s so ticklish! It’s got a built in happy maker!!”

Insecure abt bodily feature?

“I mean honestly, it’s just a different kind of quirk. You’ve already got one, so having two is gonna be so beneficial for you.”

She casually says this while she’s wrECKING THEIR TICKLE SPOTS.

Kyoka Jirou

She’s a huge comforter

But she just doesn’t know what to say.

So she’s so huge on PDA to make sure her s/o feels better.

“I’ll just lay here with you if you don’t wanna talk.”

So she does.

If her s/o opens up? She tries her best.

Insecure about their body?

“You don’t ever have to worry about how you look. The only opinion that matters on your body is yours. If you think mine matters, then so be it, I love your body. So so so much. Because it cuddles me and hugs me when it’s happy or sad.”

Insecure about a bodily feature?

“Eh. So be it. All the greats have some kind of quirk. What makes you any different?”

“Can I try to cheer you up?”

Then BOOM

She’s so gentle like- Please.

[infrequent-creator]

From the list, #19 w/ Ojiro and Midoriya? 🥺💖

Summary: Midoriya noticed Ojiro is having some trouble practicing his dojo moves, so he offers some help.

A/N: Ahhh I'm finally over my wicked sinus infection, so back to work I go friends! Hope you like it!

((Also pls check the sneaky link at the end 😉 @boku-no-t-academia is the author of the linked story in green))

Word Count: 1,322

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"Are you hiding from me?"

"Huh?" The tail hero looked slightly confused cocking his head like a pup. “I haven’t seen you all day Ojiro. Are you doing alright?” “I’m sorry Midoriya, I’ve got a tournament coming up. I’ve just been very busy with all the practicing.” “Oh yeah, you do martial arts on the weekends! I’ve always been interested in that. My mom and I loved ninja movies, especially All Might’s ninja movie: Blade of Justice!” He struck a ninja pose, the same as the one on the All Might movie cover. He return to a regular stance as he laughed softly at the fond memories. “Yeah I do, and I’ve got semi-finals for nationals coming up. I still can’t land a couple of my moves.” “Oh I’m sorry to hear that. Maybe I could help you.” Izuku suggested.

"You know, that's not a bad idea. How about you meet me tomorrow at my dojo. I'll give you the address."

"Perfect! I'll see you tomorrow."

“Wow! This dojo is so cool!” All these photos of students! Aww Ojiro, is that you? You’re so little!” Izuku cooed at the photo.

“Oh god, that’s so embarrassing. It was the first time I won a tournament. I just turned 7.” He had dashed over to try to hide the picture. It was him as a kid , smiling ear to ear. There was a gold medal around his neck, and a trophy balanced on his tail. He was also missing a couple of his baby teeth in the front.

“No, it’s adorable. You look so happy! I’m glad you love this so much.”

“Yeah, it’s really fun.” He tossed his bag down on the edge of the large floor mat.

“Are you ready? Just take your shoes off before you come on the mat.” He reminded his excited friend.

“Of course, I’m coming.” He giggled, getting one last look at the picture before going to stand in the middle of the mat with Ojiro.

<3

The two boys tussing around on the mat, Midoriya being gently thrown around by his friend.

"You holding up alright?" Ojiro bend down to look at Izuku, who was giggling flat on his back.

“Yeah this is nothing compared to training with Kacchan. He throws me way harder, thanks for being so gentle.” He smiled sweetly up at Ojiro.

“Oh of course! What kind of hero would I be if I hurt my fellow heroes?” He chuckled, using his tail to poke playfully at Izuku’s middle. The shorter boy let out a surprise yelp and swatted lightly at his friend’s tail.

“Haha, sorry Mashirao, j-just a little…well…” As Izuku stuttered, his cheeks started to heat up noticeably.

“Ticklish?”

“A-Ah! M-More like sensitive but…yes.” He couldn’t look at the blonde still standing over him.

“Haha, it’s ok Midoriya, let’s do one more move before we head home. It’s just an easy takedown move.” He held out a hand to help up his friend. Izuku smiled and hopped to his feet.

“No problem. Let’s do it!” He nodded in excitement.

“Ok, so I’m basically just going to tackle you, pinning you with my elbows against your ribs & hips. It won’t hurt, it’s just going to hold you against the mat.” He explained, gesturing to the back of his upper arm.

“Sounds good.” He nodded again, getting in a weak defense stance, pretending to be an opponent.

Ojiro bowed, taking an offensive stance. In an i stand, he tackled Midoriya. Ojiro’s body curled around his opponent’s middle. His arms exactly where he said they’d be, both the blonde’s knees were against the other side of his ribs & hips. Neither hurt, but he was definitely not going anywhere.

“Wow, this is a pretty good hold.” Izuku giggled, looking at Ojiro’s face.

“Yeah, hey do you think you could try to struggle a bit? I want to make sure I have a good form.”

“Oh sure no problem.” With that, the little hero started to wiggle and thrash with all his might to try and escape. No such luck, he was indeed stuck.

“Haha no can do man. You got me pretty good here.” He chuckled, resting his arms out on the mat.

“Cant get out at all?” The blonde double checked.

“Nope.” He shook his head no.

“Good.” With that, Ojiro moved his elbow out to hold Midoriya’s left out and away from his ribs, leaving his whole left side exposed. The blonde playfully started pinching and poking at Izuku’s side.

“AHAHA! W-Whahahaha Ojir-ohohoho!” The green haired boy squealed, struggling to get away from the sensation sending Izuku into hysterics.

“Aww what’s the matter? Your little sensitivity wouldn’t happen to mean you’re ticklish, would it?” Ojiro teases, both hands now squeezing up and down the green haired hero’s sides and lower. Poor defenseless Midoriya erupted into sweet laughter

“EHEHEHEHE NAHAhahahahhaa! Nononohoho!” His feet kicking against the mat as he tried to protect his sensitive torso.

“Really? It doesn’t? Then why are you so giggly, Izuku?~” The blonde’s quick fingers migrated to Midoriya’s tummy, already playing with the new ticklish territory.

“ snort EEP! Ohohohojiroooohoho!” Izuku started to push against his friend’s back

“Oh god did you snort? That’s adorable Midoriya!” His hands slowing down a little to utilize his secret weapon…

“EHEHE hehehey! No tahahahail! Nohoho tahaha-AHAH!” Ojiro’s mischievous tail launched an attack on Izuku’s poor neck, ears, even his chin. The squealing greenette thread this fingers through the hair on Mashirao’s tail. The action did tickle on Ojiro’s end, but not enough to deter him from his objective: making Izuku Midoriya scream with laughter.

“Nohow, let’s see where your death spohot.” The blonde giggled through his statement.

“I dohohon’t have ohohone!” He whined through tittering giggles.

“You know, you’re a pretty bad liar De-ku~” emphasizing the nickname with a poke to each of his slender hipbones.

“AHAHA WAHAHAIT NOHOHOHONONONO! PLEHEHEASE NAHAHAHT THEHERE!” He bucked harder than ever before trying to shake his evil tormenter.

“Oh no, I believe I’ve just won. What do you think, Izuku~” Ojiro teased, rubbing his thumbs deem into the grips of his hips.

“NAHAHAHAHHAHAA YEHEHEHEHES YEHEHES! YOU WIHIHIHIHIN NO MOHOHOHORE!” His hand repeatedly slapping the mat as a tap out. His round cheeks bright red with laughter and embarrassment.

Ojiro took that as a sign to stop. He sat back on his butt to watched Midoriya wind down from his laugh attack and ghost tickles.

“You ok buddy? I wasn’t too rough, was I?” He checked, helping the smaller boy sit up slowly.

“Y-Yeah, phew. Just a little tihired.” He was still twitching with adorable soft giggles.

“Those hips are pretty bad, arent they?”

“Yehes.” He instinctively covered them, suddenly the phantom tickles hit him there.

“Here. Let me carry you back. Thanks for all your help Midoriya, I really just needed to blow off some steam and have fun.”

“No problem buddy.” He yawned, nuzzled his head into Mashirao’s fluffy collar. His arms were lazily wrapped around the blonde’s neck.

“Man, you got tired quick..” he chuckled softly, no response. The only thing he heard was soft breathing.

“Goodnight, Izuku~” he shook his head as he walked them both back to the dorm.

[burningablaze]

Todoroki, Shouji, and Ojiro - Need All The Help You Can Get

Summary: Todoroki has been feeling a little down for not being able to see his mom as much he used to but luckily, Shouji and Ojiro were there to comfort him

Lee: Todoroki

Lers: Shouji and Ojiro

Words: 1,047

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While everyone in Class 1-A was going out to have fun, Shouji and Ojiro wanted to stay at the dorms since they needed to catch up on other school work anyway.

After working on their homework for almost two hours, Shouji and Ojiro decided to take a break and strolled down to the kitchen. Once they went to the kitchen and grabbed some drinks they wanted and snacks they were craving, they saw a certain somebody sitting by the window looking a little down.

“Todoroki?” Ojiro called his name out of concern. “Are you feeling alright?” Shouji asked. While Todoroki’s back was turned to them, they saw his Adam’s apple bopped and wiped his tears.

“Sorry, guys, I didn’t think that you would say after all the others went to the arcade.” Todoroki said after finally facing them. All around his eyes were looking a little red while his face was a little bit pale.

Ojiro rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “Yeah, the both of us had some homework to take care of, so we decided to stay here,” “But right now, that’s not what we’re concerned about.” Shouji somewhat finished Ojiro’s sentence.

Todoroki sighed, then looked down to the carpet. There was a strained look on his face like he was trying to hold his tears back. Shouji approached calmly and laid one hand on his shoulder.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked. A tear fell from his eyes after Todoroki blinked then wiped his eyes with his sleeve before any more tears could show up again.

Ojiro had to walk up next to his side. “Let’s go sit on the sofa,” He suggested as he gently tugged Todoroki’s arm. But Shouji and Ojiro wanted to make sure to give Todoroki to relax before he could move.

Todoroki took in a slow deep breath, holding it in, then huffing his breath calmly. Todoroki slowly stood up and walked over to the sofa, sitting in the middle while Ojiro and Shouji sat down next on the opposite sides of the sofa.

“Do you want to tell us, Todoroki?” Ojiro asked. Todoroki silently sighed. “But you don’t have to really tell us if it upsets you.” Shouji said. “No, I want to tell you because I trust you,” Todoroki sighed quietly as he took his time to get comfortable.

“It’s my mom. I haven’t been able to visit her lately or write any letters to her. I’ve been really busy with my training and everything else. She’s doing fine, but I just got worried about her is all.”

Ojiro and Shouji saw Todoroki’s lips slowly turning into a frown and comforted him. “No, Todoroki, we totally understand,” Ojiro said. “Training has been really tough lately, but we’re sorry you couldn’t see your mom,” Shouji apologized.

“Thank you, but when training and other work has died down, then I’ll go see her,” Even though Todoroki said he would be fine, but he still looked upset. “Is there anything we can do to help, Todoroki? You know, to feel better?” Ojiro asked.

As Todoroki had a thought, his ears and cheeks started to blush and. He brought up his right hand to the back of his neck. “I don’t want to make it sound weird or make you comfortable, but…” Todoroki paused, his cheeks getting redder.

“There’s no need to feel flustered or anything, Todoroki. I promise we won’t found it embarrassing.” Ojiro assured him, nodding over Shouji. Shouji nodded back.

“Would you guys consider this a chance to… tickle me?”

After that, Shouji and Ojiro exactly didn’t seem to be bothered, but it is unexpected for a request such as this. But nonetheless, they were happy to oblige. Ojiro’s tail sneaked behind Todoroki’s back and up to his neck, swiping the end of his tail to the sides of his neck.

Todoroki let out a soft giggle and scrunched his shoulders to his neck. Ojiro chuckled. “Does that tickle, Todoroki?” His tail left his neck to go to Todoroki’s belly. His tail slithered inside of his shirt and brushed his sensitive skin.

“Hehehehehehe it does!” Ojiro glanced at Shouji. “Wanna give me a hand?” He winked at Shouji. Shouji smiled underneath his mask and nodded at Ojiro. Using his multiple limbs, Shouji used all of his hands to lift Todoroki’s hands above his head and started pinching all-around Todoroki’s waist. Todoroki giggled louder as he squirmed from side to side.

“It really tihihihickles! Hahahahahaha!” “Well, that’s what you wanted, right, Giggleroki?” Ojiro teased as his tail swiped across Todoroki’s underarms.

Todoroki started to blush after being teased. “Dohohohohon’t cahahahall mehehehehe thahahahahat!” “Why not? It fits you so well. What do you say, Giggleroki?” Ojiro teased again, smirking.

Todoroki laughed louder when Shouji squeezed his ribs while tickling his belly at the same time, causing Todoroki to kick his legs and buck his hips. “NAHAHAHAHAHA!” Todoroki was screaming with laughter as the tickling was getting stronger.

But at least on the inside, he was feeling really better.

While Ojiro focused his tickling on Todoroki’s upper body, Shouji went down to his thrashing legs and pinned his ankles down. Todoroki knew what was coming to him.

“Nonononooohohohohohoho!” Todoroki said through his giggling.

“But we need to get the laughs out, Giggleroki!” Ojiro gave a cheeky smile. The next thing Todoroki knew was that he felt Shouji spidered his fingers up and down on his socked soles.

“NOOOHOHOHOHOHO EHEHEHE PLEHEHEHEHEASE! IT THIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Ojiro and Shouji chuckled at his uplifted shrieking laughter.

“Are you feeling any better so we can stop?” Ojiro asked as his tail all over Todoroki’s belly button, and Shouji pried his toes back, scratching underneath. All this tickling was making the corner of Todoroki’s eyes started to water, his stomach and sides to ache.

“YES YEHEHEHES I’M BEHEHEHETTER!”

Suddenly Shouji’s and Ojiro’s tickling came to a halt, and Todoroki curled himself in a ball as he breathed heavily.

“Did we went too far, Todoroki?” Shouji asked. Todoroki swallowed a breath and shook his head. “No… I’m fine.” After that, Todoroki giggled softly. “Maybe I should have asked you guys to take it easy.” He joked. Ojiro and Shouji chuckled. “We’re just glad we can help. You needed it.” Ojiro said. “Thanks, guys.” Todoroki smiled.

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Okay so, um, I hope you don’t mind me requesting something! ^.^ 💕 You always support me and I wanna support you too!

So, Uraraka and Ojiro. Fluff & Tickles. The idea is that Uraraka is stressed out and one way she copes is by coloring, and Bakugou or whoever sees her and teases her, then Ojiro defends her and says like, it’s fine to be a kid sometimes, bc they’ve grown up pretty fast. And so like, the next day they go to a park and swing, he gets her ice cream, then they go back to the dorm and color while watching cartoons, and then a tickle scene happens on the cartoon, and then it leads to him tickling her and hugs and cuddles and friendship. Aaaaa 🙈

To Be a Kid Again (BNHA)

Ojiro wants to show Uraraka that it’s okay to be a kid again sometimes.

Pairings: Platonic Uraraka and Ojiro

Warnings: Bakugou being a jerk, some light angst

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: Omg this is such a cute pairing!! I've never even considered them together, either as friends or as partners. What would their ship name be? Ojiraka? Also, I've never written for either of them, so I hope this is okay!

Uraraka was tired. It had been a long day at school, and despite the fact that it was only Wednesday, she was more than ready for the weekend.

After changing out of her uniform and grabbing a couple items from her room, Uraraka flopped down onto one of the couches of the commons with a heavy sigh. She really didn’t have anything to do now that classes were over for the day. She’d already finished her homework and dinner wasn’t for another or hour or so. Despite how exhausted she was, she had just enough energy left to do one of her favorite activities to pass the time: coloring.

She didn’t know why exactly, but something about sitting down and letting herself get lost in the mindlessness of coloring had always been soothing to her. So there she was, sitting on the couch crisscross, using her knee as a table and getting to work. After a few minutes, the brain fog that had been plaguing Uraraka the last couple of hours began to disappear, and her mind was back as ease.

That was, until Bakugou came into the room. Looking just as tired and grumpy as she felt, Bakugou was about to head up to his room when Uraraka accidentally caught his eye.

“What are you looking at, Round Face?”

She quickly looked back down at her lap in alarm. “N-Nothing. Sorry.”

Bakugou continued to glare her way when he noticed the book in her lap and the pile of markers next to her. He came a few feet closer, eyeing it suspiciously.

“Tch. What are you, five years old?”

“Wh… what do you mean?”

At this time, Ojiro had just entered the commons and was just about to step into the elevator when the other students’ conversation caught his attention.

“Coloring books? Seriously? That shit’s for babies.”

Uraraka felt her cheeks start to burn.

“Hey, hey!” Ojiro jogged over to see what the commotion was about. Bakugou tended to pick fights pretty easily. “What’s going on here?”

Bakugou just crossed his arms and scowled at him.

Ojiro looked down at Uraraka, whose ears and cheeks were painted red. He then noticed the art supplies surrounding her. “Is he giving you a hard time?”

Uraraka just looked back and forth between the two of them, not daring to say anything.

“I heard you say something was ‘for babies,’” Ojiro turned to Bakugou with a stern look on his face. “You weren’t talking about coloring, were you?”

Again, silence.

“It’s really not, you know. People draw and color all the time! Besides, even if it was, what’s wrong with that? Everyone should be allowed to do things they enjoy, especially something as harmless as coloring. I don’t see what the problem is.”

“The problem is that we’re trying to be heroes!” Bakugou shot back. “Heroes shouldn’t be doing childish shit like that! If you really wanted to be a hero you’d be out training!”

Ojiro sighed, a little exasperated. “Of course training is important. But rest is important too. Doing things you love is important. If you don’t take the time to be a kid and let loose a little, you’re going to burn out. No pun intended, in your case, Bakugou.” Ojiro smiled, a little teasingly.

“Ugh, whatever,” Bakugou relented and headed back towards the elevator. “Whatever it’ll take for you to shut up and stop lecturing me.”

Uraraka and Ojiro both snickered at that, and in a few moments, it was just the two of them.

“Sorry about that,” Ojiro said apologetically. “Bakugou can be a real pain sometimes.”

“No kidding,” she agreed. “Um… thanks. You really didn’t have to do that. I’m sure I would’ve been okay on my own.”

“Of course you would have! But what are friends for?” Ojiro smiled brightly, holding out his hand. Uraraka smiled back and accepted the hand up. “You hungry? I think it’s about time for dinner.”

~~~

The next day was just as hard, though Uraraka did feel a little better after a good night’s sleep.

After dinner the previous night, Ojiro had asked if she’d want to hang out the next day after classes, in attempt to keep tabs on her since her fight with Bakugou. She assured him she was fine, but he insisted that it was his treat, so she obliged.

“So where are we going?” Uraraka asked walking next to Ojiro on the sidewalk.

“I’m taking you to one of my favorite places.” The two entered a chain link-fenced area.

“…a playground?”

“Yep! This was one of my favorite places in the world as a kid, and it still is. Come on! Let’s swing!”

And before she could argue, Ojiro grabbed her hand and tugged her along towards the swing set. Thankfully there wasn’t anyone else around, so they had the place to themselves.

“So,” Uraraka started, swinging her legs a little. “Why are we doing this exactly? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love hanging out! But where is this coming from?”

Ojiro laughed and rubbed the back of his neck, a little sheepish. “I was thinking, well… I wanted to show you that’s it’s okay to be a kid. To let loose a little. You seemed like you needed it, especially after what happened yesterday.”

Uraraka’s heart warmed at that. She really couldn’t ask for better classmates as friends.

Ojiro’s expression dropped to something a little more serious. “I’ve realized that we’ve all had to grow up so fast in these last few years. It makes me kind of sad.”

“Why is that?” Uraraka questioned.

“Don’t you miss this kind of stuff?” He gestured to the rest of the play set. “As much as I hate it, I think you and I both know there’s some truth to what Bakugou said yesterday. Heroes are supposed to be constantly training, constantly trying to grow and improve their skills. All that’s great, but it leaves no room to be what we actually are… teens. Kids. Don’t you ever feel like you grew up too fast?”

Uraraka couldn’t help but think about her parents. How, as just a little girl, barely old enough to go to school, she committed to helping them make money in any way she could. All the experiences she’d missed out on when she was younger due to her family’s financial situation. “Yeah… I guess I do.”

Ojiro offered a sympathetic smile. “That’s why it’s times like these, in the little spare moments we have to ourselves, that we can take the time to indulge that inner child.”

Uraraka took a moment to digest his words. “I think I understand now.” Then, in a small, hopeful voice: “Maybe... a-after we’re done here, we could... um... get some ice cream?”

Ojiro grinned. “I thought you’d never ask.” He hopped off his swing. “Race ya!”

“Hey, no fair!” Uraraka laughed and chased after him.

~~~

After getting their ice cream—strawberry for Uraraka and vanilla for Ojiro—the two friends happily walked back to the dorms together.

“By the way,” Ojiro said, “I never got the chance to tell you, but I saw your coloring book, and well… it looks really good!”

“Oh!” Uraraka looked down, a little embarrassed. “Hah, thanks…”

He could tell she did believe him. “I’m being serious! I think it’s really cool that you’re into that kind of stuff. Have you always liked coloring? You seem to be good at it.”

“Yeah, but I really can’t take much credit. I mean, it’s just filling in the shapes. It’s not like I drew it,” she reasoned, licking her ice cream.

“Hey, I can hardly stay in the lines, so it’s impressive to me.”

Uraraka laughed, knowing he was probably just saying that to make her feel good, but she appreciated it nonetheless.

“Thank you,” she said, speaking as sincere as possible. They had made it back to the common area of the dorms where they stood, waiting to depart to their own rooms. “For everything.”

Ojiro realized she thought he had brought her back here to say goodbye. “Hey, if you want, you can hang in my room.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! We could watch TV, or if you have homework to work on, I won’t bother you.”

She smiled. “I’d love that. Thanks again, Ojiro, you’re the best.” She threw her arms around him in a tight hug. Ojiro was a little taken aback, but quickly returned the gesture.

The two friends sat comfortably on his bed with their backs against the wall. The TV droned on in the background, mostly forgotten, as they chatted about school and their weekend plans.

Once the conversation died out, they settled down to watch what was playing on the screen, falling into comfortable silence. One of the characters poked the other, making them jump back and laugh. Ojiro smiled at the scene and stole a quick glance at Uraraka to see how she was doing, just in time to see her blush a little at the sight. It was so brief, if he hadn’t looked at just the right moment he would’ve missed it.

Suddenly feeling mischievous, Ojiro darted his hands to Uraraka’s sides and began squeezing, making her squeal and fall back on the bed in a fit of happy giggles.

“Ohohjiroho! Eeeep! Whaha—Why? Hahaha!”

“Because! I wanna hear you laugh! Didn’t I tell you to start letting loose?”

Uraraka was too weak and giddy to respond or do much more than weakly bat his hands in a half-hearted attempt.

Ojiro made the mistake of coming closer to get better purchase on her ribs, and Uraraka pushed through the tickly feeling just enough to be able to reach a hand up and scratch at the base of his spine, making him yelp and jerk away. This gave Uraraka just enough time to gain the upper hand by pushing him down and straddling his waist with her knees.

“Uraraka, wa-HAHAHAIT!” he burst into loud belly laughter as she began kneading up and down his torso the same way he had done to her.

“Maybe you should start taking your own advice, Ojiro!” she laughed with him. “Come on, you shouldn’t be afraid of being a kid again, right? Tickle tickle!”

This made his cheeks turn bright red and his laugh go a few pitches higher.

Uraraka was feeling all-powerful with Ojiro now at her mercy. That was, until she felt a soft, feathery feeling against her neck and under her chin, making her flinch and snort.

“Ohohoh my gohohosh, you snohorted!” Ojrio teased through his own laughter.

“N-no fahahair!” Uraraka stammered out as best she could. “You shohouldn’t be allowed t-to use your tahahail!”

“Wehehell too bahad! I’m using it!”

The two stayed like that, trying to out-tickle each other—Uraraka going at his ribs and belly, and Ojiro trying his best to throw her off using his tail to brush all over her neck and sides, both laughing hysterically. Eventually Uraraka was weakened just enough for Ojiro to get her back one last time before they both collapsed in exhaustion.

“Jeez, you don’t give up easy, do you?” Uraraka panted, a big smile still on her face.

“No,” Ojiro agreed. “But you held out pretty long too, I’m impressed.”

After finally catching their breath, Uraraka opened her arms in offering. “Cuddles?”

Ojiro couldn’t have refused the offer if he tried. “Heh. Yeah, cuddles.”

He scooted closer and wrapped his arms around her torso, leaning his head into her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around him in return, resting her head atop his.

And there they stayed for the rest of the evening.

[kanene-yaaay]

🌈 For Ojiro maybe 😔🤲💖

10000000% yesh!! All the tickles for him!!! >w<)

• He wags and wiggles his tail when he is being tickled I accept no constructive criticism.

• While being tickled or he will be babbling about any and everything (a mix between half pleas and sweet nonsenses) or just enjoying the tickles, no words, only laughing himself silly.

• Kaminari discovered, in a very boring day, that he has an awfully ticklish neck and so he will take as his personal duty to wait for when Ojiro is distracted to drag a single nail or scribble on that cute spot so he can watch the boy squeal and almost fall of his chair.

° It's adorable and most of the 1-A already, discretely, captured Kaminari's attention and asked for him to softly tickle Ojiro, who really doesn't mind all the playfulness, but that doesn't mean he won't try to get some revenge later. ~

° However, that habit now made him instinctively put his tail close of his neck as a "shield", but he forgets about that and sometimes the tail goes too much close and the fur is so incredibly tickly and poor boi is now almost jumping from his chair with the accidental self tickles.

• That, although, bought to the blonde's attention something very important: his tail is a powerful weapon on tickle fights.

• He prefer using his hands, tho, together with some playful teases, like complimenting his lee's reactions or pretend nothing is happening and trying to hold a normal conversation, occasionally saying things as 'Sorry, can you repeat that??' *focus on a very ticklish spot, smirking* I couldn't listen it very well, there is someone near laughing adorably.'

• Is easily flustered both as the ler and lee if catched off guard. One day Aoyama laid on his lap, dramatically complaining about his Lee mood and how Ojiro could be the one able to save him with his amazing tickle attacks and the boi just wjvwyevnveyevnbaivw he died, okay? Look at him, all red, the poor boi.

• Soft tickles on his back = he can and will absolutely melt.

• Can't take what he dishes out. Saying his laughter is cute? A surprise tickle attack? Using any fluffy thing and saying "Hey, tell me, does that feel like ur tail?" Before tickling him with it??? D e a t h

[shoto-chann]

The UA Easter Games

My Hero Academia

Description: At the request of the Class 1A and 1B girls, UA is hosting their first ever UA Easter Games. Everyone is so excited to participate and celebrate the day with their friends. Of course, what's a celebration without a little mischief?

*Contains mild swearing

Happy Easter, everyone!

"COME ONE, COME ALL! GET READY FOR A DAY YOU'LL NEVER FORGET!" Present Mic continued on his rant about how excited he was and how excited everyone else should be. As everyone gathered to the meeting site, Aizawa (forced by Present Mic and All Might) took over. "I'm sure you're all aware by now why you're here. A couple of students from 1A and 1B made a request a couple of months ago to hold an event for the school on this day. With the approval of Principal Nezu, the teachers are happy to announce that today marks the official UA Easter Games" Aizawa said with his usual monotone and unenthusiastic voice. Some of the students started clapping, others were whispering about the way Aizawa delivered the news that was supposed to be exciting, and some (*cough* bakugo *cough*) didn't care about the news at all. "The Games will hold three events, just like the sports festival. The first event will be a cook-off. The second event will be a fashion show. And the third will be an Easter egg hunt. The class with the most points by the end of the day wins" Aizawa was just about to walk away, but a student raised their hand. "Mr. Aizawa, how does the point system work for the Games?" The student asked. Aizawa looked over at the student and spoke up. "Seeing as how it's a team effort for entire classes, the teachers have a scoring system. A rating system from 1-10. Each event is worth 10 points, and based on how you and your class do during each event, you could earn 8 points, 9 points, or 10 points. Any scores that are a 7 or under is immediate disqualification."

Some of the students murmured to each other about the whole thing. Yaoyorozu spoke up next. "I see. So the lowest amount of points needed per round would be 8. But there would be other factors to consider for points besides winning, right?" "Correct. Besides completing the event, the teachers will watch out for three factors: communication, coordination, and completion. After scoring you on those categories, the teachers will average your scores, and whatever score you get will determine if your class passes or fails. As you mentioned earlier, Yaoyorozu, the lowest you can get is 8 points. That's the minimum you need to pass the event." Aizawa said. The students started talking about how excited they were to do this and win. "What are you all standing around for? The Games have already started" Aizawa said. And with that, every student rushed out to prepare for the first event.

The entire day was a huge blur of fun. The first event was a little rocky since everyone spent half the time trying to find stuff to make. It ended with more than half the school getting eliminated. Them came the second event: the fashion show. This one ran more smoothly and had the teachers choose the finalists carefully. Eventually, it all came down to two classes: class 1a and class 1b.

"Okay, our selected finalists are class 1a with 19 points and 1b with 18 points. Now on to the final event." Aizawa said. Both classes waited with anticipation for the last event, the one they were most excited for all day. "The teachers went ahead and hid Easter eggs all around UA. Your job is to try and collect the most for your class. Feel free to do whatever, but you're not allowed to physically hurt the other class in any way, or else your entire class is disqualified. Now get lost and have fun." And both classes zoomed off in search for the eggs.

*FIVE MINUTES LATER*

After a while of searching, Monoma and Tetsutetsu sat down. "This is so boring," Tetsutetsu said with a huff. "This stuff is for babies. I'm a man. Men don't go around searching for Easter eggs." "Oh, calm down, Tetsutetsu," Monoma said. "Although I agree that this is beneath us, it's important that we beat class 1a and prove that we're better than them." "And how do we do that?" "Easy. We take the eggs that they found." Tetsutetsu perked up. "But isn't that cheating?" Monoma chuckled. "Oh not at all, my friend. Mr. Aizawa said so himself. We're allowed to do whatever as long as we don't physically hurt anyone. All we'd be doing is crushing their spirits and making them see that we're the better class!" Monoma laughed. "So, Tetsu, you in?" "Hell yeah! Let's do it!"

The rest of the game, the duo took some eggs from class 1a without them noticing, and class 1b started to win. Now, they were hiding inside the dorm rooms, waiting for someone in class 1a to walk by so they could take more eggs. And as luck would have it, two members of class 1a walked in: Hunter and Ojiro. Both seemed to be chatting about something, but Monoma and Tetsutetsu couldn't tell what until the 1a boys sat down on the couch. "What do you think the prize will be?" Hunter asked. "Who knows? It could be a trip to the beach, a free movie night, no homework for a month" Ojiro said. "Nah, Mr. Aizawa isn't that generous." "Well, you never know, Hunter." The two continued to talk while the hiding 1b boys took their eggs from their Easter baskets. The 1a boys were oblivious to what was happening and continued talking. "You have any plans after this egg hunt is over, Oji?" "Not really. Why do you ask?" "I was thinking maybe we could hang out and play some games instead of having to stay in our rooms the rest of the day doing nothing." Ojiro thought about that for a moment. "That doesn't sound too bad. Would it be okay if I brought my own game?" "Of course, Ojiro. What's the game called?" Ojiro slightly smirked. "It's one I made up with Midoriya. It's called...TICKLE ATTACK!" Ojiro used his tail to quickly tickle Hunter's back. Hunter squealed and quickly caught Ojiro's tail. "Ohohojiroho!" Ojiro laughed. "Sorry, I couldn't resist the opportunity." Hunter playfully rolled his eyes. "Whahatever" Both 1a boys laughed. Just then, Hunter felt something was off. It was as if someone was watching them. Or rather, it was multiple someones.

"It's not nice to eavesdrop on others, you know" Hunter said as he quickly got up and grabbed Monoma and Tetsutetsu from behind the couch. Both 1b boys grunted as they landed on the couch. Ojiro jumped in surprise at this. "Monoma? Tetsutetsu?" "What are you two doing here?" The 1b boys looked at each other and exchanged a silent message. "We're just looking for Easter eggs" Monoma chuckled as he pulled out an egg that was in Ojiro's basket. "Hey, that looks like the egg I found" He said. Ojiro looked over behind the couch at the 1b boys' baskets. "They've been stealing our eggs!" Hunter looked over and saw that it was true. "That is messed up. Both of you are gonna give us and our friends the eggs that you stole" Hunter's demanded. Monoma laughed. "As if we'd do such a thing. This is a competition. We'd never give up the chance to win against your class and destroy you!" "I'm serious, Monoma. You have one chance to do it" Hunter said. "You can kiss my ass!" Monoma bit back. This time, Hunter and Ojiro exchanged glances and a silent conversation. They smirked and looked back at the 1b boys. "Well then, I guess we'll have to convince you to give them back."

With one fell swoop, Hunter and Ojiro pinned Monoma and Tetsutetsu to the ground and started tickling them. "Hahahahahaha! Stahahahap! Stahahap thihis!" Monoma laughed as Ojiro targeted his sides. Hunter went for Tetsutetsu's hips, making him squeal and wiggle like crazy. "STAHAHAP! IM SOHOHORRY!" "Damn. I'm barely touching you, and you're already begging for mercy. You must be one extremely ticklish baby" Hunter teased. "IM NOHOT A BAHAHAHABY! IM AHA MAHAHAHAN!" "Last I checked, men don't squeal and giggle like a toddler when they see the tickle monster" "DOHOHON'T SAHAY TIHIHIHIHICKLE!" "Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle" Tetsutetsu only laughed harder. "You must like being tickled if you're not activating your quirk" Hunter pointed out. Tetsutetsu tried to tell Hunter to shut up, but his words were replaced with cackles. Poor Monoma wasn't fairing any better. Ojiro was using his tail to lightly tickle his knees and used his hands to target his belly. "STAHAHAHAP! THIHIHIS HUHUHURTS!" Monoma lied. "You laughed when you get hurt? Strange" Ojiro responded as he tickled faster. "PLEHEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN'T! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" "Then give us the eggs" "NEHEHEHEVER!" This went on for about ten minutes before Tetsutetsu caved in. "FIHIHIHINE! I GIHIHIVE UHUP! MEHEHEHERCY!" "You promise to give back the eggs?" Hunter asked, slowly dragging his nails across Tetsutetsu's abs. "YEHEHEHEHES!" "I don't believe you" Hunter started tickling Tetsutetsu mercilessly, aiming for his belly button and thighs. Tetsutetsu screamed and kicked and squirmed, trying to fight back on any way he could, but he felt trapped under Hunter's wiggling fingers that seemed to be all over his tickle spots at the same time. Ojiro picked up on what Hunter was doing and started tickling Monoma mercilessly, targeting his hips and feet. That barely lasted a few seconds before Monoma started begging. "WAHAHAHAIT! IM SOHOHORRY! I'LL GIHIHIHIVE THEHE EHEHEHEGGS BAHAHACK! JUHUST STAHAHAHAP! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! OHOHOJIRO!" Ojiro smirked and looked over at Hunter. "Should we show mercy?" "Yeah, we should. Any longer, and we might actually hurt them" Hunter said as they both stopped tickling the 1b boys. Monona and Tetsutetsu got time to catch their breaths after nearly 30 minutes of torture. Hunter and Ojiro stood over them and watched. "You two done giggling like four year olds yet?" Hunter teased. Monoma and Tetsutetsu just glared at him with a goofy grin on their faces. "As you agreed, you'll give us back all the eggs that you stole" Hunter said. "Plus some of your eggs just for making us go through all that trouble" Ojiro added. "So if you don't mind-"

Hunter was cut off by Tetsutetsu tackling him onto the couch. Ojiro tried to help Hunter, but fell to the ground cackling immediately when Monoma grabbed his tail and tickled it without any shred of mercy. Tetsutetsu dug his now cold metal fingers into Hunter's ribs, causing him to shriek and squirm violently. "WHAHAHAHAT THE HEHEHEHELL?!" "Did you think we weren't gonna get our revenge?" Tetsutetsu asked as he tickled Hunter faster. Ojiro was rolling on the floor dying of laughter because of Monoma's relentless attack. "MOHOHONOMAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!" "I don't think so, tail boy. You made a fool out of us, so it's our turn to do the same to you" Monoma laughed evily as he continued to tickle the hell out of the tailed hero. And unlike the 1a boys who showed mercy, the 1b boys went for their worst spots instantly and never let up for a second. They had the 1a boys crying with laughter by the time they stopped tickling them. Before the 1a boys could recover, the 1b boys left with the eggs. Class 1b ended up winning the UA Easter Games and won a free paid vacation. Hunter and Ojiro ended up paying the price later for losing.

The End

I hope you enjoyed my first holiday tickle fic. I may end up posting a new fic before I post the requested demon slayer one I'm working on, but it's undecided. I'll keep you all updated on what happens.

That's all for now. Until next time,

❄️🔥shoto-chann🔥❄️ out