#Lee!Iida

[eunchancorner]

That moment when you’re looking for a specific fic and can’t find it

[burningablaze]

Hagakure and Iida - “Let me go!”

Ler: Hagakure

Lee: Iida

“Let me go!” Iida cried out as he struggled to get his arms from an invisible force. “Whoever you are, you better show yourself!”

“Wow, Iida. You don’t know who is trapping you?” Hagakure said out loud.

Iida blinked. “Hagakure! Could you let me go now?” He asked.

“Nope!” Hagakure wiggled her fingers into Iida’s ribs.

“Hehehehehey! Hagakure stohohohohop!” Iida giggled and tried to get away from her but he didn’t expect her to pin him down and continue to tickle all over his waist.

[00just-a-pancake00]

All-Mighty

Summary: All Might manages to take on the Dekusquad solo after an intense tickle assault done on him ft. Ectoplasm

AU where All Might never had the injury but still managed to make Izuku his successor

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If there was something Toshinori had plenty of, it was patience. He had been buying his time, waiting for the precise moment when to strike his prey. He knew some would be trickier than others to make them fall into his trap since they were all on edge. But of course, the easiest ones had to be the victims who joined in.

So he targeted them first.

It was the day after a sleepover he had with the class and they had ganged up on Toshinori and tickle-tortured him, discovering one of his biggest secrets, and the ones who joined were sitting on the couch comfortably, watching anime, while also keeping an eye out for the pro. While they watched Kirby Right Back At Ya, they all made bets on when they'd be attacked, who would give first.

"I bet Iida will give first," Uraraka laughed. "You may look and act so tough but inside you're just like a little puppy, and as sensitive!"

"I am not," Iida chuckled as he glared. "Well, I think either of you three will give first. And neither Midoriya or Todoroki is the youngest."

"True," Todoroki chuckled as he blushed. "I have been known to give after a short period of time."

"But Uraraka is the most ticklish!" cooed the gravity girl as he petted the green bean, the boy blushing a bit. "And Iida, if you give, you give me 10 bucks!"

"What?! Why would I give you money?!" piped the glassed sonic.

"Because I need it for a new PS4 Game!"

"Forget it. Find 10 bucks somewhere else."

Shoto felt Izuku tug on his sleeve with a certain look in his eyes. "We should watch our backs." "You're right. We need to keep an eye out for All Might, not argue over money." he replied.

"Whatever," Iida huffed. "I can escape him! I'm a faster runner than all three of you!"

"He's an Pro Hero, Iida," Midoriya said. "Taller, stronger and faster than all four of us."

"Indeed."

The four all gasped sharply and jumped up, turning around to see none other than Ike standing directly behind them, grinning. "A-All Might," said Midoriya. "W-When did you..."

"Just now," replied the pro. "But I couldn't help but overhear you three talking about me. Now, Iida, why would you ever want to escape me?" As he slightly leaned in, all four took a step back.

"So you won't try and attack us!" Ingenium exclaimed nervously.

"Attack you?" Toshinori asked innocently, still grinning. "Now why would I attack you? I had no intention of doing so."

"Y-You don't?" said Todoroki.

"No, Todoroki-shounen." He then smirked wider. "But I am still going to get you."

"Run!" Midoriya screamed. Before Toshinori could grab them, they scattered across the upper deck and jumped down the stairs, spreading out across the dorms.

"Running is pointless, guys!" Toshinori said, going after the closest  then makes a move towards another. "So, Young Ochacco is hiding? Too bad!" He saw the gravity girl run past the stairs, slid the railings and scooped her up.

"H-Hey!" Uraraka exclaimed.

Holding The young girl tightly and firmly, Toshinori then also grabbed Izuku and Tenya and putting them in the same hand as Jet. "Now, where is the number 2's son gone?"

Shoto hid underneath the stairs, trying not to breathe too loudly, remaining completely still and not make a sound. However, the dust under the stairs made his nose tickle and he lightly sneezed.

Toshinori smirked and peered under the steps while dragging the peeps. "There you are," he said and quickly grabbed the icyhot with his left arm, hoisting him up carefully and let him cling on his right hand next to Iida, Midoriya, and Uraraka. "Now then...who would like to go first?"

"You said you wouldn't attack us!" Midoriya said.

"Exactly. I do not intend to attack you. I am precisely going to do to you what you four had done to me days ago," Toshinori explained.  Ectoplasm passed by as All Might asked for assisstance, the cloning pro agreeing as he duplicated Toshinori into 8. Four to hold them still. He later leaves as the All Might clones all are ready to wreck havoc.

"But, we only joined in because the others were doing it!" Iida said.

"Yeah, it looked like fun!" said Todoroki.

"And this will be fun for me. Now, since you four all tickled me at once, it would only be fair if 'I' tickled you all at once, with a bit of help!" Toshinori's clones  began to tickle them simultaneously. They all burst into laughter, wriggling and curling inward as the All Might clones had their hands danced and prodded over their bodies, getting their sides and stomachs, and Midoriya's socked feet since he was the only one without shoes on.

"BAHAHA! A-Ahahahahal Mihight!!! Stohahap!! N-nohoho more!" Iida gged as the pro clone had his left hand prodded his stomach, intesnely squirming

"Can't breathe, can't BREHEEHEEHEEATHE!" Midoriya guffawed as the clone's hands ran a finger along his sides, unable to squirm much for being in the middle of the bunch.

"HAHAHAHAHA! Stop it! N-NO MOHOHOHORE!" Todoroki said between giggles as the clone managed to lift his shirt up and tickles his 2nd death spot.

"EHEEHEHEHEEK! STOP!" Uraraka just squealed and giggled whenever the clone tickles in her sensitive area; she curled in when they tickled her sides and stomach.

"You may beg for mercy all you wish, young ones," Toshinori said, "but since I wasn't granted any mercy when I begged you four to stop, I shall punish you the same way." He ordered the clones to continue as the tickles continued his revenge ordeal on them for a few more minutes. By that time, they had all began crying from laughing so hard. The first ones to burst into tears from giggling were Izuku and Ochacco, then Shoto, and then Tenya. Yagi then decided it was time to stop and told the clones to stop. They ceased tickling the victims as they vanished due to the duration of Ectoplasm's quirk. Their laughter gradually died down and they breathed exhaustedly, still giggling a little and wiping their eyes and cheeks free of tears.

"No fair!" Midoriya cried childishly.

All Might chuckled. "I apologize for going too far. I guess I got carried away." He couldn't help but laugh as he watched Uraraka and Todoroki try to sit up but falls backward again, weak from giggling.

"It's alright," Iida said, breathing heavily.

Toshinori smiled. "Now, since you were my first victims, you can decide who I should go after next."

The people exchanged looks with equal grins and the four said the next victim's name in unison. "Bakugou, Kirishima, Mina, and Denki."

[ticklishfanart]

WAHOO commission number 2 for chloe done! They’re having a sleepover! Here’s a version with text and one without text :D

[kanene-yaaay]

5+1 [Part 3] - Updated

5 times Iida was tickled and the one time he wasn’t.

[PART ONE]

[PART TWO]

[PART THREE] - Not updated

Kanene’s note: Heyaaa! Okay, You may be wondering “Wait, but I already read that!” But there is where you’re mistaken!! This chapter was edited by the amazing, lovely @made-by-jade-222 who honestly did a very good job and that is so cute sxdfghjkjhyg.

Just remembering: Iida is 12 years old now!

Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:

* This characters don’t belongs to me! They all belong to the anime/manga Boku no Hero.

* This is a SFW tickle fanfic with family tickles, so, if you don’t appreciate this kind of content, please, look for another blog. There are a plenty of very greeat arts in this site!! ^w^)b

* This is Lee!Tenya with Ler!Hizashi + Ler!Aizawa with brief Ler!Tensei and Lee!Aizawa. All relationships are platonic. Around 1.800 words.

* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any and every advice is very very welcome! \(-w-)/

* Take a very deep breath, sometimes that can be enough, drink water, sleep and eat! <33

[~*~]

Iida sat at the kitchen table, smiling to himself as he thought about the day’s activities and drank his special orange juice. It was an expensive brand, so he was only allowed to have it on special occasions, and his birthday was certainly one of them. His parents had planned to host his party in the evening after work so they could be there, along with the rest of their family. As for the day’s activities, Iida would spend the whole day hanging out with his brother, and his two honorary Uncles, Aizawa and Yamada. Iida had offered to help with the decorations, planning, organizing and everything but he’d been forced by his parents to sit back and relax for once. It was his birthday, after all.

(Tenya one day protested at the nickname, pointing it didn’t make sense call them ‘Uncles’ since they aren’t blood related. However, his parents explained that this was just a way to express fondness and closeness for someone you care about. The younger one began to call them uncles with more frequency, except on social gatherings)

Iida finished his breakfast quickly, though he savored the last of his special juice. He was beyond excited to be able to spend the day with his brother and uncles, he didn’t get to do that very often since their work took up most of their time. He was putting his dishes away when the doorbell rang. He answered the door, a polite smile on his face, about to greet his guests. The smile quickly faded.

There stood his two honorary Uncles, Aizawa and Hizashi. They were standing there with mischievous smirks on their faces, sending shivers down Iida’s spine.

“Hello! ~” Hizashi chirped. 

Hearing the sinister undertone of his uncle’s voice, Iida slammed the door in his face and backed away. He winced at how disrespectful that had been, but at the moment he valued his safety over his manners. But actually, he wasn’t anxious about what they were going to do. They were always nice and kind with him, making him smile and enjoy himself to give him a break from trying to be perfect, which he couldn’t. (Something they wondered if he’d ever learn.)

Tensei came into view as he quickly walked into the room, giving his little brother a smile as he ran into him. “Who’s at the door?” he asked.

“Uncles!” Tenya said, trying to move around him but being stopped by his brother’s hand on his shoulder. He frowned, blushing as he thought of his impending fate, which was all the more evident now that Tensei was here and would most definitely be on their side. “They are going to do the hideous tr-tradition that you started when I was a kid!” he said, or rather, whined, stumbling over his words. 

Tensei laughed, and Tenya pouted, though he’d deny that till the end of time.

“Oh, yeah! I forgot about that! It’s so nice of them to help me to remember our wonderful little tradition, isn’t it?”

“No! Far from it! Pro-heroes like you shouldn’t be committing such em-embarrassing, hideous acts in the first place, even l-less repeating it yearly!”

“Aww, you’re stuttering! You’re excited, aren’t you?” Tensei asked, smiling knowingly. His little brother could verbally protest all he wanted, but the eager gleam in his eyes gave him away. He ignored the squeaked “NO!” he got in responde and smiled even wider. Tenya made a move to leave, but Tensei grabbed him around the waist and held him close.

“You know, since they’re being so kind by helping us remember our tradition, it’s only fair that we let them participate, right?” Tensei asked, holding onto Tenya tighter as the nearing footsteps made him struggle all the more, trying to get away. “HEY, GUYS! THE BIRTHDAY BOY IS HERE!” he called.

“Tensei!” But the boy was already smiling, squirming excitedly on his brother’s hold, especially when a loud, happy ‘YEAHHH!’ boomed through the house.

“No, no! This is betrayal! Deception! Dishonesty! Trickery! Treason!”

Tensei laughed. “Now you’re just reciting the dictionary!” he said, no hint of regret in his voice, distractedly nodding at his uncles when they appeared at the door. “Look,” he whispered conspiratorially, “I need you to distract them until Shouta lets his guard down so I can sneak up on him. Hizashi would never pass up an opportunity to tickle him too, so while we’re doing that you go run and get something to bribe them with, okay?”

The younger gasped, quickly nodding. 

“Right. So, are you ready for your part of the plan, sidekick?”

“YES!” Iida shouted, chopping the air. Tensei squeezed his side to remind him to be quiet, but that only made him squeal. Thankfully, the two men who were walking towards them didn’t seem to catch on to their conversation. 

“Now, now. It seems like a certain little listener here is excited for birthday tickles!” Hizashi said, wiggling his fingers in his direction. “Oh! They grow up so fast!” he said, putting a hand on his chest and sighing longingly. “It feels like it was just yesterday that we were playing heroes! And I, the evil LoudChaos, would be defeated by Ingenium Junior and his vicious attacks of kicking his pillows at me!” The blonde ruffled his honorary nephew’s hair and then pinched his cheek playfully, grinning at the groan he got in response. 

Iida batted his hand away and faced the two of them, a determined look on his face. “You will never be able to crack me, villains! Not even with embarrassing childhood memories!” he said, gesturing energetically.

“I don’t know about that,” Tensei said, smirking. “I can think of plenty myself, like the time we had to buy at least three more of your favorite plushie because you wouldn’t let us wash the original one was pretty funny- ack! Hey, hey!” Tensei snickered as he tried to dodge from Tenya’s warning kicks, “I was kidding! I was kidding!” 

“Want me to hold him?” Aizawa asked nonchalantly, a small quirk of his mouth showing his amusement about the whole situation. At Tensei’s affirmative nod he quickly grabbed Tenya’s wrists and held them above his head with one hand. He smirked at his nervous nephew, who was trying to fight a smile. He ruffled his hair. “Congrats on being another year closer to death, brat. You’re twelve, so that means you’ve got...what, seventy eight more to go?” he asked.

Tenya’s face deadpanned, unamused.

“Ooh, right, twelve!” Hizashi’s fingers were teasingly getting closer, slowly and then even slower, almost touching a spot before pretending to launch at others, resulting in kicks and muffled shrieks from the younger one. “You know what that means, right, Shou?”

“Yep. We’ll have to tickle him for twelve years.”

“Aw, what a pity.”

“No! Lies! That is incorrect!”

“Oh really, not-so-little listener? Please, enlighten us.”

“According to the silly and foolish tradition that you insist on doing every year, you should tickle me for twelve entire minutes. One minute for each year,” Iida said automatically, going into school-mode, unaware that he was only sealing his impending doom. “That’s how it’s always been done.”

Aizawa and Yamada exchanged an amused look, while Tensei was doing his best to hold back his laughter. His little brother was just too precious.

“I don’t think I heard you correctly. We should, what?” Aizawa asked, his voice emotionless. questioned.

“Tickle me!” Tenya repeated, then gasped, realizing what they’d just tricked him into saying.

“Well, if you insist!” Hizashi said, then attacked. He reached out and used his skilled fingers to tickle and tickle every spot he could reach. 

There were fingers dancing on his ribs and poking his stomach. There were agonizingly ticklish scribbles and pokes and prodding at his sides, and even a couple squeezes on his knee. 

Iida squealed and burst into loud laughter, squirming in his tickler’s grip. The anticipation made him skip the giggles and just laugh right away. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

A lazy and almost unbearably light touch drew shapes on his neck, then scribbled over to his ears and then all the way back to his collarbone, going from one side to another, over and over again. And no matter how much he scrunched his neck, that did nothing to deter the tickle monster.

“Coochie coochie coo, little listener!” 

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

That unbearably embarrassing tease brought his focus back to his more aggressive tickler, who was currently targeting his armpits. His loud laughter, mixed with squeaks, yelps and guffaws at the mix of soft and aggressive tickles made him almost forget the teasing completely. Almost. 

“Have a tickle, tickle here!” He shook his head, trying to dislodge the fingers on his neck as his sides were squeezed. “And tickle, tickle, tickle there!” Spidering, tickly fingers on his shoulder blades made him squirm all the more. “Have all the tickles! Tickly, tickly, tickles here, there, and everywhere!”

“YOHOHOHOU WILL NOT DEFEHEHEAT ME!” Tenya shrieked, grinning from ear to ear as chuckles and giggles spilled freely from him. 

‘I have to stay strong!’ he thought. ‘I have to keep them distracted so Tensei can get Uncle Shouta!’ 

That was why he wasn’t fighting back much. He knew he could get away if he really wanted to. It certainly wasn’t because he enjoyed the silly, playful attention and affection from his uncles.

“Of course we will,” Shouta said, pausing to check the timer. “We still have five minutes left. I’m sure you’ll surrender eventually.”

“Nehehehehever!” Iida giggled, taking in several large breaths when his Uncle Hizashi decided to give him a break, leaving only the light tickles from Uncle Shouta to keep the smile on his face. But the break lasted only a moment.

“Hey, hey, hey, little listener!” Hizashi said in a sing-song voice.

Tenya knew that tone. He immediately shut his eyes tightly, a wobbly smile on his face, not noticing that the neck tickles from his other uncle had stopped. 

“Aw, come on Tenya! Don’t leave me hanging! Look at me, pleaaase?”

The boy shook his head, eyes still firmly closed.

“Shoouuu, he doesn’t want to see the big, great, amazing birthday surprise I have for him! He’s so ungrateful!”

Shouta scoffed. “No, he’s smart. And besides, it’s not his fault that you’re not charming enough to get him to look at you,” he said.

Hizashi gasped dramatically. “Oh! You wound me! Friendship ended with Ereaserhead! Tensei, you’re my new best friend!” he said.

He thought for a moment, then smirked.

“Buuuut, the vacancy is still open if maybe, just maaaybe,” A wiggly finger tickled under his chin, making Tenya snort, “if a clever teenager with a cute laugh and navy blue hair decides to open his eyes…”

“Yohohou will not crahack me!”

“Please? Please, please, please please please!” Hizashi begged, punctuating every word with a poke to the boy’s tummy, getting faster and faster until finally-

“Stop!” 

Iida opened his eyes, finding a very smiley Hizashi in front of him, who made a silly face. He half groaned and half giggled, the former action only due Aizawa’s renewed back tickles, of course.

“Aw, you didn’t find it funny?” The blonde crossed his arms, pretending to think about his next move. “Alright then, I know something that’ll make you laugh!”

And then, in a blink of an eye, he yanked up his nephew’s shirt and blew a gigantic raspberry on his tummy.

Tenya squealed and fell into hysterics, the sudden change in volume surprising Aizawa and making him let go for a moment. Then the man began to snort and try to fight his laughter as his other nephew, Tensei, attacked him from behind, tickling his unprotected armpits. His rumbling chuckles filled the air as Tenya fell to his knees, hugging his tummy and giggling non-stop as Yamada knelt next to him tenderly ruffled his hair, then kissed his temple before standing up. He grinned wickedly as he saw his best friend being tickled to pieces.

“Is it already Tickle Shouta hours?” he asked delightly. He cracked his knuckles and wiggled his fingers in Aizawa’s face, making a show of getting ready. He chuckled, amused, as his silly antics only made his best friend laugh even harder, covering his mouth and laying limply against Tensei, a slight blush on his face. Hizashi descended upon him with tickles, pulling his hand away and sending him into gales of laughter, his legs kicking from the silly tickles and teases he was getting.

And, as Iida laid on the cold floor, still giggling occasionally as he watched his uncle get tickled silly, he found that he didn’t actually mind this tradition. It was silly, it was foolish, and juvenile, but...it was also a lot of fun.

And it made him feel very loved.

[burningablaze]

Iida and Midoriya - “You’re laugh is so cute!”

Lee: Iida

Ler: Midoriya

“Your laugh is so cute!” Midoriya grinned as he tickled Iida’s sides. “Midoriyahahahahaha this is mihihildly inappropriate! Aah nohohohohoho!”

Iida tried to wiggle his way from Midoriya’s tickly hands. Midoriya managed to get his hands underneath his underarms and dug his fingers.

“Aaahahahahahahahahaha wait not thehehehehere!” He clamped his arms tightly to his sides but Midoriya kept tickling his underarms.

“Wow, Iida, I didn’t know that you were really ticklish here!” “Midoriya stohohohohop! Ahahahahahahahahahaha!”

[00just-a-pancake00]

Taken place during the Stain encounter but before Midoriya and Todoroki helped.

Hhh, there's barely any Ler Stain and his quirk would be the most effective in tickling-

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"Gh!" Tenya IIda stopped short and tipped over, smacking facedown. His joints locked up and his arms and legs felt numb like he'd gotten the biggest shot of novacaine. Or a paralysis status effect. Stain smirking in front as he licked the blood off the sword he used, his quirk taking effect.

"Oh dear," said the Hero Killer. his voice dripped with a sarcastic tone. "What happened to you, Ingenium?"

"Rmmph!!" He'd meant to yell for help but it was hard when his mouth was mushed against the floorboards. "L'il help phere?" Footsetps sounded behind him, each step taken every two seconds, rather than the stomps of one desperate to cure him right away. "E-Eh?! You?"

"Hmm," he heard his opponent say, "I don't know if I want to do that quite yet..." The least Stain did was turn Tenya on his back. At least he could see the sly grin crossing the villain's face as his fingers descended to his ribcage - wait, what?

The impulse to crawl away at once shot into his nerves - his numbed, disobedient nerves that kept his limbs still as Stain lightly scritched his lowest ribs, those soft-tipped nails of hers potent even through his undergarment after cutting his clad from his costume's armor.

And the human sonic lost his mind "BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! H-HEHEY, QUIHIT IHIHIT!" It was now, with being faceup, that he could speak, and laugh, clearly. Though this may not have been a good thing after all. "YOU VIHIHIHIHILLAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIN! HAHAHAHA!"

"I knew that YOU HEROES WOULD FEEL ALOT OF PAIN," said Stain, his fingers still threading in between Iida's rib bones, "But I never knew the next generation would be sooo ticklish~" He trailed off, far more interested in tickling Iida and watching his big feet twitch under the paralysis' effect.

He caught his opponent'scurious glance. His laughs were half tickle-induced, half inasnity. "DOHOHOHNT GIHIHVE ME THAT LOOK!!! AHAHAHAHAHA ORAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Stain looked back to him, smirked, and scooted over to his legs. "HEHEHEY! ARE YOU LISTENING!?"

"Yes," she said. "But you should have thought better about rushing yourself to a fight you cant win."

Iida spoke, now calmed down since the assult was put to a halt. "Oh come ohohon, Yohoho defeheated my brother..."

After taking off his shoes and socks, Stain's fingers were poised inches from his toes. And with a light flick, and a smile at Iida's squeaky reaction, he responded, "A peaceful society isn't rushed. So that's why I'm going to take time here..." He scribbled all over his toes, chuckling along with the hero-in-training's hysterical laughter. He had no idea how Stain found out so easily, but he definitely knew how hyper-ticklish his toes were now.

"BLEEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAH! AT - AT LEHEHEHEHEAST TAHAKE THE PAHAHARALYSIS OHOHOFF!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!" He wouldn't have minded this so much if he could actually move! But being numb seemed to make the sensation twice as maddening! "OHOHOHOHKAY! I SUUHUHRREHEHEHNDEEHEHEHEHER!"

Stain titled his head, still scratching and tickling. "Are you suuure? I can keep pampering these sweet toes if you'd like."

"I'LL LEHEHEAVE YOU ALOHOHOHNE! I PROHOHOHMISE!"

"Good." He dropped his hands and stood up, returning to the stove. Without removing the status effect.

"Erm.... Aren't you g-going to - hehe - help me?"

Stainlooked over Iida with his tongue out, looked to the blood-stained blade, and back to him. "the effects of my quirk lasts for 20 minutes, I'm sure you won't mind spend 15 more of those laying there.." he cackled and runs off.

Iida panted with a whine, "Damn it..."

[burningablaze]

Yayorozo and Iida - “Why are you holding back? Laugh!”

Ler: Yayorozo

Lee: Iida

“Why are you holding back? Laugh!” Yayorozo said while digging her nails into Iida’s sides. Iida slapped his hands over his mouth to keep his giggles in. So Yayorozo went for the middle of his belly and broke immediately.

“Ahahahahahahahaha nohohohohoho, Momohohohohoho!” Iida squirmed side to side, trying to get Yayorozo’s tickling hands away.

“No what? No tickles? But you need them! Tickle, tickle, tickle!” “AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA MOMOHOHOHO, YOU FIEHEHEHEHEND!”

[kanene-yaaay]

Sentence Starters - Part 1

I decided to gather all my Sentence Starters in a post. This is the first round! 

Thankys for all the awesome askys and lovely words. It was very fun to rite all of this!

[~.~]

[Is that a smile?]

"Wait, wait," Kaminari stopped the study session, gathering everyone's attention as he got up from his chair, hands resting on the tabletop as he inclined himself on Iida's direction, a grin on his face, "is that a smile?"

Iida immediately blushed, the smile disappearing as he brought his attention back to the notebook in front of him. "No. It was not and I-I apologize for the distraction."

"No, no, wait, dude! Make it come back! Oh, the pain of the seriousness descend upon us again." The blonde cried in faux despair, Kirishima at his side picking up the opportunity of having a break after hours of studying, his eyes flying to the TV's screen behind them.

His eyes sparkled as he saw the characters having a tickle fight on it.

"Bro," he felt a true smirk blossoming on his face, looking his gaze with Kaminari, only to see the same playfulness mirrored at him. "Don't tell me that-"

"AS I WAS SAYING!" Iida immediately cut his sentence, wobbly lips and loud gestures, his gaze flying just about everywhere. "I just remembered I have a very informative and rich book about this topic in my room!" He got up, titters already bubbling on his throat when he noticed his friends following his movements.

He took a few steps away. "I will get it and be back shortly!" Iida adjusted his glasses, strict pose. They wiggled his fingers.

"Don't worry! We will help you."

"Yeah, bro! It wouldn't be very mainly of us to not offer a hand after all the help you gave us, right?"

"Oh," Iida reasoned, "I see."

And then he dashed away.

He managed to just have a few steps before two arms hugged him from behind in a firm, yet gently, grip. The blue haired-boy will forever deny the true squeal that escaped from his lips at this moment, or the barely contained giggles as Kaminari appeared in front of him, fingers clawing the air next to his ribs.

"Now, let's see that dazing smile, shall we?"

[~.~]

[Awww, you’re just a big, strong, giggly bear!]

"Awww, you're just a big, strong, giggly bear!"

Yagi almost could feel the smirk, just as much as he could feel the heat completely taking over his face, smile going from an ear to another, snorts and fast giggles pouring from his lips.

"Am nOT!" His voice failed when Hizashi found a very tickly-ticklish spot right on his upper rib, prodding and poking there, "Nonono nohohoho, wait! Not thehehehere!" his other hand scribbled lightly on his neck, not helping in any way his actual, rather silly, state. "I am!! I ahahaham!"

Now was Hizashi's turn to laugh, taken back with how quickly the number one hero gave up with just a few gently tickles. "Quick like that? Come one, little listener! Where is your resolve? Your determination! You fire!!"

Yagi just shook his head, a squeak running from his mouth. "Plehehehehease!"

"Well, well," Hizashi made a big show of thinking, giving Toshinori some time to take a few breathes, "if you really want me to stop you already know what to say!" And, in a few seconds, he was back at his 'attack', scratching his nails on the other's side, snickering as his friend wiggled on the place.

"No! Anyhihihihi- Anything but thahahahahat!"

"I am waiting. ~"

"Okay! Okay!!! Plehehehehease!" Yamada hummed, slowing his tickles to a finger going up and down Yagi's torso, keeping giggles, yelps and titters filling the air. "I-I ahaham an ahahahamazing friend and peheheherson and - oh gohohohod, no pokes! - and Ihihihi deservehehee nice thihihihihings!"

"You sure do!" Hizashi stopped his attack, blinding smile. "Your giggly bear."

[~.~]

[ I promisse I am doing my best!]

"I promise I am doing my best!" Midoriya half grunted, half protested, pulling the capture's weapon from his friend and only managing to trap him further on it.

"I can see." Shinsou deadpanned, doing his best to not smirk with the other's slight pout in his direction. He laid his head on the tree behind him, closing his eyes, already accepting his fate to hear Aizawa's complaints of him being reckless for doing extra training with a new move and no supervision. "I am going to die here. Give everything I have to my cats, except for the Eraserhead's autograph, that will be buried with me."

That time he failed to control his smile when the fanboy gasped. "YOU HAVE AN ERASERHEAD AUTOGRAPH?"

"Yep."

"Shinsou. I need to see it. Now."

"I can't man, I am stuck." And in a flash all Midoriya's efforts where redoubled. "You're really such a fanboy."

"It's an autograph from Eraserhead!!! You know how much rare this is?" He cried (not literally) in response. "Can you try to at least help me?"

Shinsou opened one eye, lazily, the excited gaze staring him back almost made him feel bad about his next words.

Almost.

"Nah, I am going to take a nap."

"WHAT. Shinsou!"

Shinsou didn't answered, keeping his eyes closed.

"Shinsou."

That was, until he felt a squeeze on his hips, a surprised squeal flying from his mouth, eyes flying open.

Midoriya was smiling, eyes gleaming.

"Midoriya." Another couple of squeezes, his body squirmed from a side to other, a wobbly smile starting to take form on his face. "Midohohoriya, don't you da- NO! You suhuhuhuck!"

"Don't worry, Shinsou! With both of us giving our best you will be free in no time! Plus ultra!!"

[~.~]

[Shhh! you gotta be quiet!]

"Shhhh," Sero chastised with no heat on it, trying with all his soul to not laugh out loud with the mess of giggles and half-French sentences that was Aoyama. "You gotta be quiet! You don't want Aizawa-sensei finding us wake at this hour, right?"

The other just shrieked on his shoulder, hugging him tighter as Sero concentrated his tickly efforts on the back of his ribs, poking his way to the spine and coming back to re-start the cycle.

"Çahahah chatouille! So muhuhuhuch!"

"Sorry, man, I literally understood nothing you just said."

"Mehehehercy! Sero, mercyhihihihi"

"I know that one!" Sero beamed at the change to tease more his friend, happy in see the previous bad mood from the blonde's nightmare disappearing at each snicker. "Merci is 'thank you'. Awwww, you're welcome man! You know I am always here, even if it is to tickle-tickle-tickle all your sadness away!"

Aoyama yelped at the silliness, attempting to concentrate, words and languages losing meaning on his mind. He still tried, nevertheless.

"Tickles!!!! It tihihihihickles!" The black haired boy changes his technique to scribble all over Aoyama's neck, fishing a couple of squeaky giggles. "Non, Sero, non!"

"Yes! Tickles! It's such a cute word, right?" Sero ignored his friend's denying, especially as his words were accompanied by the other melting more on the hug, arms never pushing him away. "And it has a nice ring on it. Like, tickle tickle tickle tickle tickly ticklish tickles. ~"

Giggles and snickers cut the night, filling their hearts and smiles with warmth and joy, and, at this moment, that was all that mattered.

[~.~]

[ "You can't be serious about this." ]

"You can't be serious about this."

"Well, you dipshit, I clearly am! Let me fucking go, now!" For the fifth time, Bakugou struggled - not enough to really escape, but both decided to be quiet about this detail - on Todoroki's hold that pinned him on the floor of his room. Colored eyes stared him back, blinking a few times, curious.

"WHAT." He questioned, ignoring the slight heat to dust his cheeks.

"So, you're not ticklish?"

"Of fucking course I am not. I am not weak like you extras!"

Todoroki hummed and poked his stomach. "I don't think it's a weakness." He watches with analyzing eyes the way the other squirmed and his lips were pressed firmly, looking for any real discomfort but receiving only a 'tsk' on his way. Huh. Adorable.

Poke. Poke. Poke. A quick scribble. Prodding. Prodding. Prodding.

"And this looks like it's affecting you."

"That is because - tch, stop that damn pohoking! - you keep touching me, you half and half creep!"

"No, I think it's because you're awfully ticklish." He wormed his hand to the blonde's armpit, scratching there and freeing a tiny smile for the way his friend's chest shook with trapped laughter. "I am ticklish too."

Bakugou's eyes gleamed with a dangerous light. "I am getting you back!"

Todoroki hummed, nodding and letting go of Bakugou's hands, immediately attacking the boy's armpits with a vigor that resulted in a mix of crackles and loud laughter.

"Okay," he dodged from Katsuki's hands, which flied on his direction, trying to tickle any available ticklish spot they could find. "I won't let you succeed, then."

[~.~]

[ Theeeere we go! There’s my happy girl/boy! ]

"Theeeere we go! There's my happy girl!" Eri squealed in response, squirming, wiggling and thrashing in an attempt to escape the nimbly fingers scribbling on her armpits, her legs kicking just about everywhere. "That is right! Hear those awesome laughter! Oh, is there a song more melodious than that? I don't think so."

"Paaaapaaa!!" The younger girl protested, "don't behehe mehehehean!"

"Sorry, sweetie, but there is no Papa here!" Hizashi stopped the tickling in order to hold the girl in the air, his 'malefic' grin losing for a second its evilness to show a genuine smile as Eri giggled harder. "I am now the Tickle Monster and I love to tickle sweet little girls just like you! Mwuahahaha!"

"Dahahahahad!" And in less then a second Eri was captured by Aizawa, who held her in a hug, blowing raspberries on her neck. "No! No!" She shrieked in delight "No more tickle monstehehers! Nahaha!"

"You smile is beautiful and don't let anyone say you otherwise." He mumbled, giving her a final, loud raspberry before meeting her eyes. Eri nodded, reminiscent giggles and squeaks still escaping from her mouth, especially when Yamada decided to crush both in a bear hug.

[~.~]

[ “Come on bro-you needed this.” ]

"Come on, bro," Kirishima tried to not laughter out loud as Bakugou turned at him, flames on his eyes as the bucket - previously full of water - fell from his now wet hair. "You needed this."

Bakugou tensed his legs, arms spreaded, ready to attack.

"I was just, ya know, helping you to cool down."

"I WILL SHOW YOU THE DAMN COOL DOWN, YOU SHITTY HAIR."

Kirishima even tried to dodge and run, however it didn't take more than a minute to find himself laid on the floor, Katsuki pinning his arms under his knees, hands kneading his thighs with vigor enough for him to immediately fell in belly laughter, not that Ejirou would try to hold his reactions, anyway.

"Come on duhuhuhude! Takin- ah, not that! - Tahahahaking revenge! That is sohohoho unmanly!!! Hehehehehehe!"

"MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT IT BEFORE DUMPING A FUCKING BUCKET ON ME!" Bakugou retorted, with no real harm, hands switching between tickling the thighs and squeezing the calves, eyes attentive in finding the best spots so he could focus there, snorts freely following his actions. "Stupid rock and his stupid puns. I am going to kill that fucking chicken when I see him again."

"Bu-buhuhuhut, bro! Didn't you know that revenge is-"

"Don't you dare!" The blonde attacked his sides, scratching and prodding there, all his efforts concentrated in not letting the other's next words come out. "Don't you fucking dare if you know what is better for you, you shitty hair!!"

Kirishima struggled, crackles flying from the gigantic smile plastered on his face, a playful glint on his eyes showing how much fun he was having with that. He did his best to take a deep breath.

"Don't." His explosive friend warned.

"Dihihidn't you know that revenge is better served cold- nO NO BAHAHAHAHAHAKUGOU! I'M SAHAHAHAHARRY!!"

[~.~]

[Did...did we just break Todoroki?]

"Did..." Midoriya gulped, staring at the teenager still laid on the floor, back turned to them making it impossible to see his previous red face, with a big, full grin stretched on it. He had been like that for the past three minutes. "Did we just break Todoroki?"

Iida peaked from his hiding spot behind the couch, had been dragged there after Midoriya thought the other would be quick and merciless on his revenge. "I don't think so, Midoriya. Maybe he is just resting in order to recover his energies!"

Izuku nodded, hand holding his chin as he frowned in a thoughtful face.

'Or he is planning a sneak attack.' His brain provided and the one with green curls found himself staring at Iida, who still faced their other friend innocently. An evil idea lighted his mind, not even slightly heroic but...

He felt the sudden urge to giggle, the mental image of the serious, taller boy laughing and having fun too much appealing for him to stop his next words. "You should go check him."

"Me?? Why? Don't you think he will ti-" a lightly blush painted Iida's cheeks and he stumbled a bit on his words, adjusting his glasses as distraction, "I mean, attack me?"

'Oh, absolutely.' His mind provided, making it even more difficult to keep his straight face.

"No. And if anything happens you're the quickest one here!" Midoriya beamed, adding when the teen didn't seemed convinced. "And I think he actually fell asleep."

"On the floor?!" Iida was up in an instant, walking on Todoroki's direction. "That is unacceptable! He can suffer from an awful back and neck pain from being on this position for too loONG!"

His last words were broke by a shriek as his legs slipped on the patch of ice created under his feet, making him lose his balance enough for Todoroki to jump and lock an arm around him, digging his fingers on his armpit.

"Boo."

A wall of ice surged in front of Izuku, making him 'eep', Iida's laughter and incoherent babbling filling the air as Shoto clawed his stomach, eyes staring deep into Midoriya's soul when the boy turned to look at him, a playful small smirk plastered on his expression.

"You," the one with green hair felt a shiver run down his spine, a wobbly, excited smile taking over his features "are next."

[~.~]

[ It’s been a while since we’ve done this.]

"It's been a while since we've done this." Her words came out in between reminiscent giggles, the ghost feeling of fingers from their tickle fight still gazing at her skin, the night breeze being enough to lead to a few small yelps before her laughing began to finally die. "I almost forgot how adorably tickle you both are!" She took total advantage of the fact she was laid in the middle of them to distribute a couple of playful pokes.

"Mehe too!" Mirio smiled, bright and happy, pushing her hand away only for her to lightly push him back and both be captured in a roughhousing, his attention being deviated when Tamaki turned to the other side, curling in a ball, silent giggles shaking his body still. "Hey, Amajiki, how didn't you tell me your calves were ticklish?!"

A flustered squeak flew from the shy boy, who needed a few seconds of silence before being able to answer.

"I didn't knew about it too..."

"Aw man! So many tickle fights I could've won!"

"You're welcome! Now, because of my brillant discovering we can enjoy plenty of snorts from our cute Suneater here!" Nejire winked, sneaking a pinch on the blonde's cheek, who retailed with a quick squeeze on her side, both snickering at Amajiki's whine. "Wait, you used to lost the tickle fights?"

"Yeah!!" Togata rolled to pull his childhood friend on a side hug, letting him hide his red face on his neck. "Amajiki has the best sneaky tickly attacks! I never saw it coming before it was too late!" They chuckled. "The best sneaky attacks and the best sq-"

His sentence was stopped by a crackle as two fingers tased his ribs and made him jump away from the other.

"I-" Tamaki gulped, keeping the determined look firm on his face, even as he felt his cheeks burning again as his two friends turned at him with surprised smiles. "I am g-going to ti-tickle you. A-again."

Mirio blew a raspberry at him, Nejire full laughing in the background. "Your neck is almost as bad as his calves, though."

Suddenly her voice was extremely close and Mirio turned around in the exact moment her index finger was almost touching the said spot. "Hey! Don't!"

"Your face!!" She only laughed harder. "Remember... Remember on our first year when I sat behind you?"

"Yes," now was his time to laugh, the memories of high pitched squeaks when the girl would randomly scribble her pencil on his neck flooding their mind. "Mic sensei praised my 'high note', that one time!"

"I think Aizawa sensei almost expelled you both because of those." Tamaki added, in a small - but deeply fond and amused - tone.

"I couldn't help it! You jumped every single time." She protested, too much distracted to notice Togata getting closer, a playful smirk on his face. "It was so cute!"

"I bet it wasn't cute than this!"

"Nono! Mirio!! Nohohohot agahahain!"

Tamaki only smiled, the sound of teases and laughter making a warm feeling take over his chest.

They never said the exact words but it was very clear by the smiles, the memories, the care in every act.

They would be forever happy for the friendship they had.

[kanene-yaaay]

5 + 1 - [Part 1]

5 times Iida was tickled and the one he wasn’t

Kanene’s note: Not the best title I ever created but dfghjklhgfdfgh it’s what we have for today, folks! This is honestly just pure domestic, tickly fluff.

Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:

* This characters don’t belongs to me! They all belong to the anime/manga Boku no Hero.

* This is a SFW tickle fanfic with family tickles, so, if you don’t appreciate this kind of content, please, look for another blog. There are a plenty of fabulous arts in this site!! ^w^)b

* This is Lee!Iida with Ler!Aizawa. Iida is a baby and Aizawa is taking care of him while Tensei is away. Around 900 words.

* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any and every advice is very very welcome! \(-w-)/

* You are still here, don’t forget to be proud of yourself. Drink water, sleep, eat and love! 

[~*~]

A small, much weaker whimper than the others that painted the air on the last two minutes, escaped from Tenya as the baby dislodged his head from Aizawa’s chest, his attention starting to be caught by the colorful kid show played on the honestly gigantic television on the Living Room. His eyes were still shiny from the quick cry and his hands still held the adult’s shirt under his strong fingers. A reminiscent sniff escaped from him and made Shouta sigh, not unkindly, his fingers running on the soft blue hair in a comforting motion that led the boy to look at him, a pout resting on his face.

 “Hey, hey now, none of it.”  Aizawa cleaned the baby’s face with his sleeve, being sure to come back to the head scritches as soon as he was over. “See? It’s ok. Your brother will be back soon enough and then you can follow him around and clap every time he does as much as breath.” 

Iida tried to fit one of his fists on his mouth as response, his other hand shooting up to pat Shouta on the face, squeaking and pulling his fat fingers away when they touched his stumble, but being quick to come back to the pats a few seconds later, when his curiosity was renewed by the weird itchy sensation. Shouta bleped at him, which made the baby explode in giggles, babbling sounds escaping from his lips in between them.

 “Good to see that my existence amuses you.” Aizawa said in the most bored voice he could muster, trying to not feel too smug when the high pitched giggles continued a tad louder, pout now forgotten and erased. The fact that he didn’t need to do funny, silly faces to make Tenya laugh would be something which he would forever deny being the cause of the warm feeling blossoming on his soul. However, it would also be a hidden, strong weapon that he would always bring on Hizashi and Nemuri’s discussion of ‘Who is Tenya’s favorite Uncle/Aunt?’at every chance he got.

 “You know, only a few of my opponents had the nerve to laugh on my face.” Tenya kicked his small legs, gurgling sounds when Aizawa lightly poked his stomach. “No one of them survived to tell the tale. Do you think you have the skill that it takes to win?”

 The baby held his finger when the other went to poke his stomach again, more half babbles falling from his mouth, sounding almost as if scolding him. Aizawa hummed an “I see,” letting the smaller shake his hand and wiggle. Aizawa experimented a quick, tiny squeeze on the boy’s side, a true smirk taking over his features as Iida gasped, wiggling and scolding more fiercely, his other hand grabbing the previous free fingers of his other hand.

 “Ticklish?”

 He pretended to nod and hum as the younger talked what he imagined that was a very well and structured defense for a solid minute before the adult suddenly shoved his face on the pudgy tummy, proceeding to blow a loud raspberry and adjusting his hold on Iida as he shrieked in surprise, kicking his legs and laughing loud and freely, no coordination to try to push Aizawa’s face away as the adult smiled at the adorable reaction and continued to blow smaller raspberries, instead resuming his fight in squirming around with all his might.

 Shouta changed his technique to softly scribble his fingers on the boy ribs as a breather, snorting in amusement as Tenya squealed at every single move, giggles pouring from his happy smile as the fingers went from his sides to scratch at his neck, tease his ears, tickle his chin – which made him scrunch his neck and squeak in such a cute manner that definitely not melted his dark, obscure heart – and poke his sides in short and soft attacks, not wanting to overwhelm the baby.

 Iida squeaked, wiggled, yelped and swayed his limbs around even after the black haired adult stopped, resulting in a huff of amusement to come out from the other, who lightly rocked the mess of smiles and titters and rosy cheeks on his arms until his breaths calmed, combing his hair and making soft sounds to him while Tenya held his shirt on his fists, hiding his face on his chest one more time, gurgling baby talk at him in betrayal.

 “Yeah, yeah.” Aizawa laid on the couch, resting the younger one on him, speaking in a calm, yet amused tune. “I am a horrible, mean human and will have to fight to earn your forgiveness and love again.” Iida blew a raspberry at him and returned to his previous task of patting his face in a very clear and ruthless statement. “You put up a good fight, brat.”

 And he started to comb his hair strands again as the younger’s attention was captured by the television, eyes energetic and attentive to the forms moving on the screen, the tip of his tongue still poking outside and his chubby cheek squished, remembering the taller of a kitten and making him even softer, as if the whole high pitched giggles and sunny smiles and babbling nonsense haven’t already made an irreversible damage on his tough, cold façade.

 “Cute.” He huffed in faux frustration, thanking the Universe that none of his friends were slightly near to make fun of the care that showed on his kind gaze.

[kanene-yaaay]

“Did...did we just break Todoroki?”-Deku/Iida and Todo

"Did..." Midoriya gulped, staring at the teenager still laid on the floor, back turned to them making it impossible to see his previous red face, with a big, full grin stretched on it. He had been like that for the past three minutes. "Did we just break Todoroki?"

Iida peaked from his hiding spot behind the couch, had been dragged there after Midoriya thought the other would be quick and merciless on his revenge. "I don't think so, Midoriya. Maybe he is just resting in order to recover his energies!"

Izuku nodded, hand holding his chin as he frowned in a thoughtful face.

'Or he is planning a sneak attack.' His brain provided and the one with green curls found himself staring at Iida, who still faced their other friend innocently. An evil idea lighted his mind, not even slightly heroic but...

He felt the sudden urge to giggle, the mental image of the serious, taller boy laughing and having fun too much appealing for him to stop his next words. "You should go check him."

"Me?? Why? Don't you think he will ti-" a lightly blush painted Iida's cheeks and he stumbled a bit on his words, adjusting his glasses as distraction, "I mean, attack me?"

'Oh, absolutely.' His mind provided, making it even more difficult to keep his straight face.

"No. And if anything happens you're the quickest one here!" Midoriya beamed, adding when the teen didn't seemed convinced. "And I think he actually fell asleep."

"On the floor?!" Iida was up in an instant, walking on Todoroki's direction. "That is unacceptable! He can suffer from an awful back and neck pain from being on this position for too loONG!"

His last words were broke by a shriek as his legs slipped on the patch of ice created under his feet, making him lose his balance enough for Todoroki to jump and lock an arm around him, digging his fingers on his armpit.

"Boo."

A wall of ice surged in front of Izuku, making him 'eep', Iida's laughter and incoherent babbling filling the air as Shoto clawed his stomach, eyes staring deep into Midoriya's soul when the boy turned to look at him, a playful small smirk plastered on his expression.

"You," the one with green hair felt a shiver run down his spine, a wobbly, excited smile taking over his features "are next."