#bhna tickle

[gaybananabread]

ARGHSH I was thinking maybe ler!Sero and Lee!gnReader for day 15 of tickletober????? TYSM if you decide to do this (it’s also ok of you don’t ToT)

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR WORK AND HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT NIGHT/ DAY <33333333

TickleTober Day 15 - “Are you ticklish?”

~THANK YOU ANON!✨✨✨✨ Sero is best boy, no doubt about it. Fair warning, I haven’t watched the newest season yet, so this is gonna be written with the knowledge I have! As for the movie reference in here, let’s be honest: that scene with the spiders got a good few of us. I may or may not have let my old crush on Sero show here… Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy! Happy spooky season!~

Lee: Gender Neutral Reader (nickname “hon”)

Ler: Hanta Sero

Summary: What starts as an innocent movie hang-out becomes tickly chaos as Sero makes a rather interesting discovery. Unfortunately for you, he’s quite happy with the new source of entertainment.

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

Movie night – an innocent enough idea, or so you’d thought. You and him hadn’t had much quality time as-of-late, so you penciled in some quick, low-effort fun.

And, of course, Sero had to be the one to choose the film. You weren’t complaining (much); he had pretty good taste in films. You just hadn’t expected him to pick a movie with…that in it.

Since it was October, Sero had chosen a spooky movie: Corpse Bride. You’d never seen it before, and it seemed interesting. He promised you’d like it, even betting his favorite hoodie that you’d wanna watch it again. You happily took those odds.

About three-fourths of the way through the movie, you were definitely into it. The stop-motion animation was really cool to watch, and the plot had you wondering which way it’d go.

Of course, you also had the world’s comfiest space heater next to you, his arm draped over your shoulder as you leaned against his side. That definitely helped you enjoy yourself.

You were completely relaxed and focused, zeroed in on the television screen. So, when the scene with the spiders came on, you were completely unprepared.

As the folk of the underworld were preparing Victor for the wedding, Victor’s suit was tailored by the spiders. At least six of the hand-sized arachnids crawled across his torso, each repairing some part of his suit.

Apparently, the legs tickled; he jerked about and laughed, squirming as they accidentally tickled him. It wasn’t a long scene, by any means, but it still caught you completely off guard.

Sero felt you squirm, glancing over to see what was going on. You were blushing…? The only thing happening on screen was a quick tickle scene. He saw your foot clench through your socks, and it all clicked. Oooo, I’m gonna have fun with this…

“You’re awfully red over there, hon. What’sa matter?” Sero gave your side a little squeeze, presumably to get your attention. He couldn’t hide his smirk as you jumped, loving the little sound that caught in your throat.

“I-I’m fine. Just…need a drink.” You reached over to grab your drink, only to have him tase your underarm. Squeaking, you back, falling right into his side. He barely had to try to capture you, just wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Hey…” He leaned in, dropping his voice to whisper teasingly in your ear. “Are you ticklish?”

The question somehow both made your blood run cold and your face burn at the same time. When he testingly dragged a few fingers across your stomach, you couldn’t help but giggle in response.

“I’ll take that as a yes~”

Ugh, even his tone was enough to send butterflies swarming in your chest! That wasn’t the only sensation there; Sero began attacking your stomach with his right hand, the left holding you against him. He gave your hip a few teasing squeezes, watching as you bucked and laughed.

“S-SEHEHEHERO!” Wriggling and kicking, you tried to shove his arms away. Unfortunately, the smug hero-in-training was stronger than you, keeping you trapped in his arms.

“Damn, you really are ticklish, aren't cha?” Sero mused, glancing over at the screen. He skillfully hit the remote with his toe, pausing the movie so only your laughter could be heard. He loved the sound of it: raucous, flustered, and utterly adorable.

Actually, your laugh sounded…really different. It was less reserved; you didn’t exactly have the choice to hold back, after all. The sound was free, helpless, and oh-so-happy. It brought a slight blush to his cheeks, making him huff.

“You’ve been holdin’ out on me, you brat!” The tape-quirked boy playfully growled, resting his head on your shoulder. He wasn’t sure if it was flustering or not, but it was comfy. “Where’s this pretty laugh been, huh?”

“I-IHIHIT’S NOHOT PREHEHETTY!” You denied the claim, kicking your feet against the worn cushions of his couch. It wasn’t helping you escape in the slightest, but it helped you not to lose your mind.

“I’m sorry, what did you just say?”

Suddenly, he stopped, giving you a moment to catch your breath. Fuck, that tone…he didn’t sound happy. You just huffed, shrugging.

“You don’t get to lie to my face. That has consequences.”

Before you could ask what he was talking about, he activated his quirk. Your wrists were taped together and hoisted above your head, the tail of the tape sticking to the ceiling. You were stuck to wiggle helplessly, back facing your attacker.

“I didn’t lie!” The annoyed huff told you that reasoning wasn’t gonna work. Begging it was, then. “W-wait, wait, Sero! I’m sorry!”

“Too little, too late. Sing for me~”

With that, the real attack began. Sero let his right hand attack your armpit, the other clawing at your stomach from behind. All the while, he whispered little teases in your ear, flustering the shit out of you. It was hardly fair, but you couldn’t really complain properly through your cackles.

"You have the prettiest laugh on Earth, hon. I'm not gonna let you forget it~"

As you squirmed and thrashed, your top began to ride up. It exposed your belly fully, and Sero was more than happy to take advantage of that.

“Don’t mind if I do…” He dragged his short nails across your bare midriff, loving the feeling of your quivering belly beneath his fingers. “I could do this aaaaall day, hon~”

You were losing it, thrashing and twisting to try and get the tape off. It held diabolically strong, leaving you trapped under Sero’s evil fingers. Eventually, you hit your limit, letting your head hang forwards.

“S-SEHEHEHEROHOHO! NOHO MOHOHOHORE!”

He begrudgingly stopped, sensing you had reached your limit. The tape was removed, and he pulled you back against his chest to cuddle. Utterly exhausted, you complied without a second thought.

“Geez, I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as ticklish as you.” Sero chuckled, gently rubbing the stomach he had just finished tormenting. You just groaned in flustered annoyance, burying your face in his warm chest.

“Shut up, Hanta.” You used his first name to let him know he was pushing it. The head pats you received were close to compensation, but he had a long way to go.

Glancing over, you finally remember the movie the two of you were watching. You were about to fall asleep, so finishing it would have to wait until tomorrow. Actually…

“Hey, since we didn’t actually finish the movie, I can’t watch it again. I won the bet.” Watching his expression go from confusion to despair felt extra gratifying in that moment. He sputtered, trying and failing to come up with a reason to deny you. You’d found a loophole.

“Damn it…fine. You can have my Kuromi hoodie…brat.” You stuck your tongue out at him before cheering; you’d been after soft purple article for months.

Yeah, he was never gonna see that hoodie again…

Worth it.

[itslittlegiggle]

hi i have some Thoughts

thought 1: kaminari would actually be the most fun to have tickle fights with. like when he’s tickled he’s really responsive and loud and wiggly and shrieks and it’s so so fun. and we all agree he’d use tiny amounts of his electricity in tickle fights to make his friends howl. IT ALL JUST SOUNDS FUN

thought 2: methinks todoroki is a Chronic Giggler when he’s tickled and it’s the actual cutest thing ever. OH ALSO his warm side is more ticklish to light tickles like tracing with fingernails and stuff while his cold side is more sensitive to kneading and squeezing

The End

[undertale2013]

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Assassination Classroom

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Omori

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[roseytheangel]

Heyo here’s twelfth day!

Hope y’all enjoy.

Izuku was tired. That was an understatement. He just had training with all might and Katsuki, and training was much worse. He had second to none sleep thanks to the nightmares of kamino ward.

He sighed, too tired to even bother with schoolwork. Quite easily people noticed, got worried. Shoto walked closer tapped him on the shoulder and looked worried, “you ok midoryia..? He mumbled as he stared into his eyes.

Izuku flinched and nodded, “yeah.. just tired.. of… you know.. life.” He sighed as shoto nodded in understanding, looking at him in sympathy. Shoto took and gave a deep breath before answering, “you know we are here for you right?”

Izuku only nodded in response as he started walking back to the dorms.

-

After a few more hours of a nap he was woken up by a presence he could feel, he groaned and turned over to try escaping and keeping warm but it didn’t leave. It felt like a hand stroking his cheek but he couldn’t be sure who it was until he heard a huff and felt hands wrap around him.

Katsuki. Katsuki was cuddling him.

He tried not to go bright red and ruin the moment as he snuggled in closer but Katsuki humned and pulled him closer, a small breath felt on izuku’s neck as he was nuzzled into by the blonde. Izuku hummed and actually started relaxing.

That was when he felt it, the cold jolt of AFO staring at him. He flung up and used, by his knowledge, 50% of his power. He froze as he felt the whole dorm go into chaos, his face dropping as he realised it was his fault. He needed to get his shit together.

He locked himself into his room with an upset look on his face, curling into a ball as he started crying.

He was the problem.

-

After a few more hours he heard a knock, “let me in dumbass.” The voice grumbled before a cooler and more gentle voice came out behind it, “let us in midoryia…”

He huffed and reluctantly opened the door, trying to smile as he saw the blonde and dual haired boy stare back in worry, their faces almost dropping as he saw the depressed and drained greenette staring back.

“D- izuku.. stop hiding in your room, we know it was an accident Damn it.” Bakugou said firmly as he glanced at todoroki for approval, when he got a nod in response he looked back at deku and sat onto his bed.

“But.. I-i hurt you guys- I-i didn’t want to..” izuku muttered, before shoto hummed and held izuku’s hand, squeezing it gently as he locked eyes with midoryia.

“That isn’t true you know.. we don’t think that and neither does anybody else in 1-A.” Shoto said as bluntly as he could without sounding too mean. Patting izuku’s thigh as katsuki huffed, “exactly, so stop acting like this got it?” Katsuki poked his side to try prove a point but izuku only flinched and tried pushing him away.

Katsuki paused and looked at shoto. That was an idea. Shoto chuckled and brought izuku closer, “your not.. ticklish.. are you midoryia..?” He muttered into izuku’s ear, smirking as the boy snickered and tried pulling away, bakugou’s large arms blocking him.

“N-nohoho- hahaha! Kahahacchan! Wahahaihihit!” The young boy squealed as katsuki started digging into his sides. Shoto chuckling and forcing his hands up so he could dig into his armpit, causing the boy to giggle louder.

“Aw.. how are you giggling this badly already?” Katsuki muttered as he led him down and started to dig into his stomach instead, putting his body laid onto the bed as shoto moved to his thighs. Izuku’s giggles turning into squeaky laughs, “StohOHOhohop! Ihihit tickles..”

“That’s kinda the point izuku…” shoto muttered as his hands moved quicker. Katsuki pulling away and shoto reluctantly doing it as izuku deflated.

“Feeling better?” Katsuki pats his shoulder as izuku nodded.

“Good now let’s get downstairs.”

——

Edit: sorry this took so long haha-

Bye!!

[tht0nesimp]

Hygiene- Yan!overhaul x F!reader

Idea from: @after-witch pls go read their stuffs because its so good and i literally love their writing lol

(this is kind of a tickle fic, i know some people are into it lol, its probably gonna be my only ever tickle fic cuz i find it embarrassing to write about)

TW: Literally so mean tickles, kidnapped reader, he is not nice/playful, mention of previous punishments, kind of fluff??

reader is only mentioned to be female once

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Murder, One could believe that you were getting murdered.

Instead, you were crying and whimpering because overhaul had decided that if you werent going to brush your teeth like he told you to, that he was going to do it

You were trying to keep your mouth closed as tight as possible, but with the way his fingers were tracing your ribs it was getting increasingly harder not to laugh. His other hand held your toothbrush, ready to shove it into your mouth at the slightest opening

So you continued to keep your mouth closed, even as he fondled and dug into every tickle spot he could find on your body. It wasnt playful or nice tickling in any way shape or form, it was ruthless and mean tickling that made your body shake from the unfamiliar sensation that plagued your upperbody as he wormed his fingers into every spot he could get to

He kept picking on a very specific spot, his brows furrowed as your resolve melted into a weak flurry of protest. You couldnt take another second of the despicable treatment, he knew you couldnt, thats why he suddenly went at all your worst spots in a speed that your brain could barely process. Your lips shot open, laughing for a moment before he stopped and shoved the toothbrush in your mouth "Thank you" he said in a monotone voice

You tightened your lips, but he quirked an eyebrow, his other hand drifting back down to your ribs, You loosened your lips once more at the threat of more even more of the cruel process

"Good girl" he gave slight praise as he propped you up to get a better reach into your mouth, not giving you any relief or rest time from the strange punishment. He scrubbed and cleansed your seemingly dirty mouth "Please do not put up such a hassle next time, i did not even use my nails" you huffed at him, he pulled the toothbrush out and rinsed it in the sink before returning it to its rightful position

"i must say, you are very weak to that treatment. That may be something i must remember for future situations" you groan and stand up "That was a cheap move" he stands next to you "How so?" he seems ever curious of your answer

"its..its..weird! and i cant control how ticklish i am" he nods and gives you a strange look "yes, that is why its effective dear" he watches you mutter curses under your breath as he prepares to leave the small room, washing his hands.

He hated touching others, but he could make an exception

Just this once

[roseytheangel]

Y’all this is it.

a heads up for anyone agonizing over 431 and it’s distinct oddness compared to the rest of the manga/as a last chapter:

tl;dr horikoshi asserts that 429 is mha’s final chapter and 430 is mha’s epilogue. he subtly implies he did not independently write 431 and less subtly implies he does not see it as part of his main storyline. basically up to us if we want to see it as canon or not, but to horikoshi, chapter 430 was the end of bnha.

[sweetheartsaku]

(BHNA) REAL MAN.

𝜗𝜚 TOUYA TODOROKI: 𝓑LOOD SAGE.

a/n: [fem!reader] touya meet not-so-cute 🤍 for @seneon the only touyalvr ever and @katsukistofu's fav fire hazard 😔✊!!

a cold wisp floods the concrete path, tickling your ankles through your thick boots. deafening music mixes with distant police sirens and train blares, loud synthesisers muffle between agape windows and violent yet causal chatter. bustling, late-night city life pulsates through your ears.

you aloofly roam past unique, ominous quirks with boomboxes and strobe lights, knives and blades as if it’s purely a walk in the park. instead of cute dogs they were rabid, probably radioactive creatures. instead of lush trees, there were blinding neon lights. there was probably cursed chemicals concocted in the air too, but if it didn’t kill you, who cares? did everyone just come to forget how easy villain life can be, if you just— made it look easy?

the concrete beneath you is damp, puddles of water in every dent and crease of the ground, water trickling off stall roofs and rain runs down your cheek. the cold winter breeze makes it difficult for a nearby crook to light his cigarette, causing him to throw it on the ground, mercilessly crushing the warm cigarette butt with his heel.

you watch as the rando does his work, slowly proceeding to walk along. you find yourself a couple buildings away from the man, looking up at the flickering, slanted sign that read: “SIX TO MIDNIGHT.” the light on all the vowels faded out.

“watch it, doll.”

you turn around and your eyes meet a pair of vibrant turquoise ones. —what’d he just call me?

the mysterious ravenette chuckles before he sees your fists slightly clench, but facial expression remain the same.

“woah. touched a nerve there.” to then gently shoving you out of the doorway, palms heating up; leaving ash on your shoulder before slipping through. you lose him in the crowd within the classy bar, the scent of alcohol with strong cologne filling your senses and gag reflex at the tip of your tongue.

get the money, get out.

your client is one of the most successful and most popular in the area, but at what cost? payment pickup at the worst, most crowed bar, only available at the peak number of drinkers and villains, at the smack-bang very centre of the bar. being one of the best assassins had its perks, and this definitely wasn't one of them.

can’t believe i beat ass just for a little gain in a pig's den.

you never felt the need to grab a beverage while your inside though. you just feel the need to get in and out as fast as possible every time, so how could this time be any different?

his turquoise eyes haven’t left you. that's what.

his piercing yet agile gaze remains on your figure. he didn’t stand out in height, nor costume. but what slightly piqued your interest was his burnt flesh stuck together with staples and oh don’t forget his undeniably enchanting, teal eyes.

you decide to ignore it, but why can't you bring yourself to take the last step out the door? the money is in your hand, the bar’s atmosphere is still lingering with alcohol, and your first impression didn't seem close to a fairytale.

was this that stupid gut feeling of danger heroes have when their sixth sense ignites? oh please, forgive me for thinking it's a fleeting romance.

a dim purple light shades an area in a nearby corner, instantly attracting your on-edge figure. naturally pivoting to the nearest empty seat, the unsettling feeling seeps in as you manspread, taking as much space as you could crossing your legs. your gloved arms reclined on the backrest behind you, sighing as this funny feeling echoes through your head. the leg beneath the one you crossed it over begins to bounce by habit. you brush loose droplets of rain off your shoulder. your mind runs to places. your hands tightly grip th-

"our first encounter was pretty abrupt, huh, doll? slow dance it out on the floor?"

you quickly react to the same mysterious man who once had his eyes glued on you, now in front of you. you cockily smirk before retorting,

"no one ever taught you to be a real man, huh, handsome?"

he chuckles as he extends his hand, brushing the end of his coat as it drifts behind him. your gloved hand that once tightly gripped the backboard of the seat instinctually clasps his. he promptly pulls you up, finding yourself with one hand on his shoulder and the other lightly laced with his. his other hand finds its respectable spot on your waist, fingers sprawled against your plush side.

"what should i call you, hm?" she stares at his lips before her glare moves up to his eyes.

their bodies were so close and nearing to pressing each other. this was not a good rep for a prestigious assassin like you. the proximity clicks your senses back on finer than before, his sage cologne fusing with the scent of blood and smoke.

"touya. you?"

"pretty name, touya. couldn't keep your eyes off me before?"

"you're a peculiar one, aren't you?" he snickers.

"interesting. not peculiar." you correct.

you continue. "gonna answer my question?"

his grin cocks up as he watches your smirk form with stitched eyebrows. your hand slowly moves from his shoulder to behind his neck, fingers brushing the hairs on his nape. your grip on his intertwined hands become tighter.

"getting eager, are we?"

locked eyes, tight proximity and brash yet romantic words have got to be one of the worst combinations known to man right now. a rosy blush warmly spreads across your face, (hopefully) hardly visible under the dim cold lights.

would you hold it down and take it if I gave you a chance?

he feels every inch of you, from the hand slightly grazing the back of his neck to the soft skin underneath thick material of your gear. heat arises from every place, the warm, tender tension stirring within both of you.

need the reassurance, baby,

not a silly romance.

[ticklygiggles]

A/N: 2/4 of always angelic @wertzunge 's gift~ ❣️ as disclaimer I have never watched or read bhna, so i just hope they're in character enough to be enjoyable, hehe.

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“Look at the mess you're doing!” 

Kirishima couldn't help but chuckle, moving with his foot the shattered sphere that had slipped from his hands.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry,” he said softly, still hurryingly placing ornaments on the tree and he giggled as Bakugou started to nag him again. 

Kirishima would never use the word ‘delicate’ to define Bakugou, he knew that his boyfriend was the opposite of that, so when he proposed to have a competition to see who could put the most Christmas decorations on the tree in just ten minutes, he was almost certain that he had the win in the bag. 

However, who would have thought that Bakugou would be so good at it? He placed each sphere very carefully, with the same care you would use to touch a newborn baby. He didn't even treat Kirishima that kindly!

But he could understand, after all, the loser would wash the dishes for a whole week. They both hated this chore with a passion, so their competitive instincts blossomed as soon as the timer on Kirishima’s phone had started. 

“I didn't know you were so good at decorating, Bakugou,” he said in hopes of distracting his boyfriend enough to take the lead, or at least make him stop a little. 

Bakugou's hands moved quickly, but with brutal delicacy, the smell of pine tickling Kirishima's nose every time his or Bakugou's hands moved one of the pine branches. 

Bakugou rolled his eyes, showing his fangs, (an expression that somehow Kirishima found so attractive), his eyes fixed on the box of red spheres in his hand. “Tch! My mom would disown me if I dared to even think of breaking her Christmas decorations. It's only natural I'm so meticulous… unlike certain people.”

Kirishima fought the urge to laugh at that snarked remark and he nodded. “Hmm~ makes sense, makes sense,” he answered nonchalantly as he looked at the timer and his eyes widened. 

“What's wrong?” Bakugou asked when Kirishima gasped, nearly absorbing the tree and Bakugou. 

There were two minutes left! Kirishima looked down at the box of golden spheres in his hand and then at the other two boxes beside him. His heart started to beat fast against his ribs and he refused, by all means, to look over at Bakugou. 

“What is wrong?” Bakugou asked again, this time more exasperated and it was then that Kirishima decided to look at him and he regretted it so much.

Bakugou only had half a box left. He was going to win! 

“I… I- I didn't set the timer!” 

Bakugou raised an eyebrow. “You did? You literally did it in front of my eyes and-,” Bakugou suddenly stopped talking and Kirishima licked his lips nervously. A bead of sweat rolled down his spine when he saw Bakugou's shit-eating-grin.

Bakugou looked at his almost empty box and then at the two and a half boxes still waiting for Kirishima and Kirishima tried, foolishly, to hide them with his body, but Bakugou just laughed mockingly. 

“Does it mean I'm gonna win? I hope you enjoy washing those dishes– oh look, it's my last sphere. Tonight's dinner is gonna be extremely messy a-ahahand-! Agh! Whahat ahahare you dohohoing?!” 

There was no way Kirishima was going to let Bakugou win. So, quickly putting the box of spheres aside, and before Bakugou could place the last sphere, Kirishima's cold hands snaked under Bakugou's sweater and began tickling his sides.

Bakugou's warm skin was covered in gooseflesh as he jumped, surprised by the touch and the maddening sensation of the tickling assaulting his nerve endings. Kirishima chuckled, hoping that the sudden attack would make Bakugou drop the sphere, but instead, the box was the one that fell from his hands. 

“Sh-Shihihitty hahahair! F-Fuhuhucking stohohop!” Bakugou said through gritted teeth, trying his best to stop himself from giggling, but Kirishima knew his body so well. 

With a swift move, Kirishima's hands moved from his sides towards Bakugou's ribs and the blonde threw his head back with loud cackles, his knees giving up on him as he fell to the floor, squirming and squealing. 

Kirishima followed him, chuckling under his breath as he noticed the growing blush across Bakugou's cheeks. Kirishima hadn't noticed, but the day had definitely moved on while they were busy decorating the house. The sun was almost setting and the room was filled with darkness except for the bright light coming from the tree. 

The Christmas lights flickered and twinkled, reflecting on Bakugou's face and Kirishima was awestruck for a moment.

What a beautiful sight, he thought, looking down at his laughing boyfriend. Bakugou was, of course, laughing. His nose scrunched up and his mouth wide into a bright toothy smile. His cheeks were adorably pink and Kirishima's name kept escaping from between his lips wrapped around choked giggles and sweet laughter. 

The soft warm light made his skin glow beautifully, truly a Christmas miracle. 

He wasn't sure he could stop anytime soon. His fingertips, already warm thanks to Bakugou's heat, dug all over Bakugou's ribcage, causing him to arch his spine and throw his head back to let that sweet laughter flow freely. 

“LEHEHET GOHOHO!” Bakugou tried to hit Kirishima’s arm, but he was too weak and could barely move his arms away from his ribcage. 

“I might stop if you let me win, hehe.” 

Bakugou shook his head stubbornly, giving up on forming words through his laughter, especially when Kirishima's evil fingers found his highest ribs, so close to his armpits. 

Oh he looked so adorable laughing like this. Kirishima wasn't even interested in winning that stupid competition anymore. He was enjoying watching his boyfriend laughing his head off right now, he didn't really care about washing the dishes for a whole week. 

“PLEHEHASE! Lehehet me breheheath!” Bakugou begged and Kirishima did stop, letting out a soft ‘oops’. Bakugou went limp against the floor and he gasped, trying to catch his breath. 

Kirishima giggled, gently wiping a tear away from Bakugou's cheek. “Fine, fine. You won. I guess I'll be in charge of the dishes.”

Bakugou sighed, trying to glare at Kirishima, but he was still giggling softly and twitching. Kirishima was also smiling brightly at him, but then his eyes caught something interesting. He grabbed Bakugou's wrist and the latter started to giggle, begging for Kirishima to not do it, but Kirishima was not interested in tickling him, but in something else… 

“You really are careful with the spheres, huh?” Bakugou blinked and they both looked at that red sphere carefully secured on his hand.

They looked at each other and broke into a fit of laughter before Kirishima got up and helped Bakugou on his feet. 

“It's getting a little cold, I'll get us some hot cocoa to continue, alright?” 

Bakugou nodded, placing his last ornament with a grin on his face as Kirishima walked to the kitching, smiling to himself as well.

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I'm generally cool w being uncomfortable, especially in regards to what I read or write whether it be by being grossed out or scared. I've always been ridiculously curious mostly to my determent but fiction is a safe way to explore shit so I'll give most things a fair shake in other words the sky's the limit but use your discernment⁉️

Extra:

Random shit- You telling me about your day, thoughts, opinions on whatever ig. ask for advice (trust me bro I got you✌️) or info dump👀 I love to chat. 

Music! Tell me what your listening too! (Yes I'm one of those 'I listen to everything' I need new stuff to listen to)

Also! I miss the whole deviant art/Quizzilla shit so I might do a whole seven minutes in heaven thing lmao (This doesn’t belong here but scream at me about it cause I need it to happen for nostalgia’s sake) 

Also, I'm kinda using this space as a chill/fun mostly nsfw diary? lmao so it's just mostly gonna be vibes :p That being said keep your fandom discourse and weirdo hate bs to yourself cause I will clown/ignore you if you come at me w some sideways ass energy. I'm just as nice as I am mean so don't try me ☯️❤️

So here’s the fandoms&Characters if you wanna request: 

Mha- 

Shocker, but I do have some old asks that are too good to just let’em go ya know?  

Shinsou (I started this blog cause of him so.. yeah) 

Villain/Yandere Deku sorry

Bakugou

Endeavour 

Dabi

Hawks

Tokoyami 

Shoto

Dc- 

Please, please, please send me shit about Tim Drake. (Need him biblically) Literally hopped back on for him. 

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson

Bruce Wayne

Selina Kyle 

Poison Ivy 

Joker (Nothing good is coming out of anyone requesting this I just know it) 

Constantine 

Diana (Wonder woman my beloved) 

Amanda Waller 

Cheetah 

Slade Wilson… 

JJK-

Nanamin 

Gojo  (He's like crack to me istg)

Inumaki 

Invincible- 

Mark Grayson 

…Nolan...

Debbie

Alan! 

Naruto-

Kakashi ‘blow my back out’ Hatake

Itachi 

Shisui (My love)

Madara

Tobirama’s messy ass

Ask for more but these are my faves 

D- gray man-

Yuu Kanda!

Tyki Mikk

Kingdom Hearts-

Riku

Vanitas 

Most of the organization tbh

FF7-

All of them. 

But especially Sephiroth 

Any type of monster lmao 

Kenji Sato lmao

You can ask for others not listed in different fandoms I just think this has gotten a bit too long  

And Yeah, Let’s have fun! ^^

New Tags: 

         This bitch is yapping - Any asks answered or just general shit

         Thirsty bitch juice - Small scenarios, thirst,

         Pretty things- Art 

         Oh la la that’s some good shit right there- Fic recs & reblogs

         On my monster fucking bs - Monster fucking lol 

         Lock that shit up in the basement pls- cursed asks and stuff 

Uh random bullshit go! - My newer writing

And if you made it this far down here's a cookie 🍪

[pepper-luv]

Welcome to my Tumblr! I'm Pepper (She/Her), and I'm an Aries with the personality type INTP-T.

I am a minor! Please DNI if you are an NSFW account or 26+

Commission are always open, but I may not respond quickly.

Here's some stuff about my account!

Some things I post:

♡FFs and stories about:

♥︎MHA/BHNA

♥︎Hazbin Hotel

♥︎BTS

♥︎Some Marvel characters

The themes for my FFs and stories are generally tickling and fluff- I can also do some smut, very limited though. I take requests!

DM me for (SFW) tickle rps!

♡Fanart of:

♥︎MHA/BHNA

♥︎Hazbin Hotel

♥︎Komi Can't Communicate

♥︎Paper Lily

♥︎Undertale

♡Just my thoughts and scenarios of:

♥︎tickles

♥︎K-pop

♥︎a variety of animes

♥︎Hazbin hotel

And many other things like my personal life (TO AN EXTENT)

If you happen to recognize me or figure out who I am irl, GTFO unless you're Trinity or Sophie bbgs <333

Here's some stuff about me as a person!

♥︎April Aries

♥︎INTP-T

♥︎Dancer!

♥︎Extreme fangirl

♥︎Switch~

[txckletxstic]

Fandoms I write for (+ rules)

I'm going to put some rules here first before I write what fandoms I write for:

I DO NOT WRITE NSFW STUFF. I'm not comfortable with writing smut or anything that is heated. Sorry!

I WILL NEVER WRITE ANYTHING THAT CONSISTS OF THE FOLLOWING;

- Abuse (It's a trigger of mine)

- Pedophilia

- Incest

- Anything that sexualizes minors

- Suicide (Again, another trigger.)

- Smut

You're more than welcome to suggest fandoms for me to write something on. I'm open to (almost all) suggestions!

I'm totally fine with writing ships!

Again, THIS ISN'T A KINK BLOG.

Now, here are the fandoms I write for:

Akuma no Riddle

Assassination Classroom

Attack on Titan

BNHA

Camp Camp

Creepypasta

Danganronpa

Diabolik Lovers

Future Diary/Mirai Nikki

Haikyuu

Hetalia

Homestuck

Kamisama Kiss

Ouran High School Host Club

Sally Face

Until Dawn

Vocaloid

Yandere Simulator

While I prefer to write headcanons, I'm totally chill with drabbles!

Feel free to leave some requests! Bye!!

[gaybananabread]

TickleTober Day 3 - Cuddles

I've been slowly revisiting my old fandoms for the event, and the MHA curse may or may not have re-infected my brain. Soooo here's some DabiHawks because I'm basic (TvT). Loving this event so far, it's really challenging my creativity and overall commitment levels! As always, I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Hawks

Lee: Dabi

Summary: Dabi and Hawks wake up after a night together, cozy in their bed. Dabi wants peaceful cuddles, but Hawks won't stop being a shit. Lucky for him, Dabi knows just how to get the pesky bird to settle down.

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

Dabi just wanted one morning where he could wake up peacefully with his bird boy. Just one nice, calm, soft morning. With Hawks, however, that was never an option. He had barely opened his eyes before he felt something poking his cheek. 

“Heeeeey crispy~” Ugh, that nickname… He wished the pro had never thought of it. At least his morning voice was nice. Dabi tried to tune him out, digging his face into his partner’s arm. “Mmmph. Go back ta sleep…”

Peacefulness wasn’t really an option for the winged hero. He was feeling playful, rested and wanted to mess with his man. Besides, twelve o'clock is a perfectly reasonable time to wake someone up. Not his fault that Dabi’s not a morning person. The villain groggily swatted at the other’s hand.  “But I’m not tired. You need to get up, it’s almost noon.”

Dabi groaned, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. Why did he always have to do that? “No. Sleep.” He rested his head against the other man’s chest, hoping to sway him to the sleepy side. He never got the best rest at night, even with Hawks by his side. Mornings were dreaded by him, he always tried to get a few more hours out of his partner.

Hawks just chuckled and shook his head. He was more than used to Dabi’s groggy morning routine. Still, he was a bit antsy, wanting to start the day.  Feeling mischievous, he moved his wings, gently brushing the tips of his feathers on the burned boy’s neck and arms. 

That got a reaction, though it wasn’t the one he was looking for. Dabi pushed himself up, gathering Hawks’ wrists in one hand and pushing them above his head. The ravenette was practically laying on top of him, using his strength and weight to keep him pinned. He was awake now. Hawks wasn’t worried yet, his playful smirk on full display. “Wohoah. Thought you were tired, Dabs. Don’t mind this, though~” 

Dabi rolled his eyes and huffed. That man… He was gonna get it. “Always gotta go there, huh?” His free hand rested on the blonde man’s side, drumming fingers against his bare skin. “Think I got a way to wear you out, birdy.”

Now Hawks was worried. The smirk wavered, a nervous smile replacing his confident grin. Dabi didn’t make empty threats like that. “Hey! Lehet’s- let’s talk about this!” He tugged at his arms, trying to free himself. Pinned on his back, Hawk’s wings wouldn’t be much help. He could get them to Dabi, but the fiery man would easily push them aside. Besides, he’d rather not draw attention to the sensitive appendages. 

“Nothin’ to discuss. You’re being a shit; ’m just returning the favor.” The fingers on his side bent into a claw, slowly scratching the area right under his ribs. Hawks bit his lip, refusing to break so quickly. Dabi wanted a reaction? He was gonna have to work for it.

He wanted to play hardball? Fine. Dabi could play hardball. He kept his clawing light and slow, teasing the other man. The claw climbed upwards, toying with his ribs before moving back down. He was gonna be cruel about it. “Silent treatment, eh? We’ll see how long that lasts..” 

Hawks could feel his cheeks heat up as he squirmed. He was only in his boxers, his lover wearing a loose tank-top. He was almost completely exposed to Dabi’s ticklish teasing. His breathing was only getting shakier, the tight bite of his lip wobbling. The winged hero couldn’t hold out forever.

The fiery man saw his reactions, chuckling. “Look’it you, all blushy and squirmy. Could eat you up, nugs. Actually…not a bad idea.” Dabi lowered his head slowly, his clawing fingers running up and down the blonde’s ribcage. Hawks kicked and squirmed, but nothing he did could stop his boyfriend’s lips from touching down on his stomach. The hero finally broke, squealing and bursting into bubbly giggles as he felt Dabi’s teeth on his stomach.

“GYAAAhahaha! Dahabihihihi noho!” Hawks bucked his hips, trying to get the other man away from his ticklish belly. Dabi chuckled against his stomach, sending little vibrations through the sensitive flesh as he nibbled and kissed on it. He was being so mean!

As if all the teasing and provoking wasn’t enough, Dabi decided to speak against his belly too. “Such a ticklish thing, aren’t we? Wouldn’t it suck if I spilled to the League about this? Even with your wings, I doubt you could fend off Twice’s little army. So many wiggling fingers~” He switched from clawing to scribbling, still focusing on the winged hero’s ribs while nibbling on his belly. 

Hawks was in stitches, giggling and squeaking like there was no tomorrow. His cheeks were burning, the teases hitting their mark and flustering the man. “Youhuhu s-suHUHUCK! GEHEHET OHOhohoff!” The gentle scraping of his lover’s teeth on his belly, the fluttery feeling of the kisses; it was insane. Correction; it was driving him insane.

In a way, Dabi was still getting his cuddles. He was pretty much laying on Hawk’s lower body, he was kissing and loving on him, and his partner was smiling. True, pitchy laughter was right behind that smile, but he wasn’t picky. Pinning his arms above his head and tickling him was just a part of the fun. 

“Bahabe- babe plehEHEHEASE! MOHOHOVE!” Hawks was quickly losing it over the tickles, the nibbles and kisses on his toned stomach more than he was ready for. He was used to Dabi being mean, but he normally wasn’t this cruel. He should’ve just gone for the cuddles…

Dabi’s head finally pulled away, a wide and smug smirk adorning his features. He ran his hand across his boyfriend’s stomach, wiping any loose saliva from his tickly attack off the surface. That man knew exactly what he was doing, and he was enjoying it. “Aww, guess my birdy can’t handle a few kisses. Maybe you should think about that next time you wanna be a shit.” He kept both Hawk’s arms pinned above his head, using his free hand to drill into the blonde’s hips.

Think about that next time? Oh, he’d be thinking about it for the rest of the day, possibly into the next morning. And maybe, just maybe, he’d do the exact same thing tomorrow. But at that moment, all he could do was laugh. “DAHABIHIHIHI! WHYHIHIHI AHARE YOU SOHO MEHEHEAHAN?!”

“It’s my job, Keigo. I’m an evil villain, remember? Gotta keep my bratty bird boy in check.”  That made Hawk’s entire face go red, the blush actually spreading to the tips of his ears. They seldom used each other's actual names, as they had gotten used to the aliases before they started dating. Hearing his name come from Dabi’s mouth, on top of the tickling and teasing tone…it’s safe to say he was flustered. Even better, the worst was yet to come.

Dabi’s eyes wandered, landing on his boyfriend’s wings. He had long since figured out how sensitive they were; that was hardly the first time he’d tickled the man. This meant that he knew exactly how ticklish his wings were, and just how to go at them to wreck the hero. His hand slowly moved behind his ribs, getting closer and closer to the base of Hawk’s wings. “Ya know, there’s one spot I’ve been dying to get to. I’d say I’ve been pretty patient, wouldn’t you?” 

Oh, that ass. “DAHABIHI- DABI NOHOHO! YOUHUHUHU WOUHULDN’T!” Dabi just laughed, leaning down and whispering right in his ear. “Oh, I would~” He let go of Hawk’s arms, quickly flipping the man over now that his hands are free. Hawks, both dazed from the tickled and flustered out of his mind, couldn’t react fast enough. He was straddled in seconds, both of Dabi’s evil hands scratching along the bases of his wings. 

When I say this man cackled, I mean he lost his shit. 

“NAHAHA! SHIHIT- DAHAHABIHIHI! IHI- YOUHU- GAHAHA!” He writhed under his boyfriend’s touch, the crazy ticklish spot driving him up the wall. He could barely think, barely speak, barely do anything other than thrash and laugh his ass off. Dabi found it quite amusing. “Damn, birdy. Got some pipes on ya there. Should be calling you songbird.”

Hawks ultimately gave up, resigning to his ticklish fate. He couldn’t get Dabi off his back, couldn’t focus enough to use his quirk, and couldn’t stretch his wings far enough to retaliate. He just pressed his face into a pillow, laughing his heart out as his boyfriend destroyed him with tickles.

Eventually, Dabi got his fill, seeing the puddle of squirmy cackling beneath him. He climbed off of the winged hero, instead laying beside him and pulling him close. Hawks was still giggling like crazy; the intense tickling left him with plenty of phantom sensations. Dabi just rubbed his back, placing little kisses on his forehead as he cuddled up to the blonde. “Easy, babe. I’m done, you’re good.”

It took a solid three minutes, but Hawks finally regained his composure, sighing into Dabi’s chest. The tickling had definitely worn him out; all the antsy energy he felt that morning was spent. In fact, he could use a nap.  He draped across his boyfriend’s sides, breathing out a sleepily muttered “jerk” before closing his eyes. 

Dabi just chuckled, gently scratching the pro’s head as he drifted off. It was gonna be at least a good hour before he woke back up. Looks like he was getting his cuddles after all…

[simplysmilingdrew]

KiriBaku - Mighty Hunter

Bakugou: Oi, Shitty Hair. Stay still and don’t look at the wall behind you.

Kirishima: Uh!? What? Why? *turning to look*

Bakugou: *smirk* Warned ya. GRROAAAR!!! *PFFFBBTTHHH*

Kirishima: WHAAA-HAHAHAHA K-KYAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! KAHAHAHAHATS! OHMYGOSH NAAAHAHAHAHAHA!

Bakugou: *muttering with lips against Kiri’s tummy* Didn't you know that you should never take your eyes off your opponent, you mighty hunter? *PFFFBBTTHHH*

Kirishima: OHNOOOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! YOUR HAHAHAHAIR TIHIHIHIHICKLES TOO MAA-HAHAHAHAHA!

Bakugou: *chuckles* This time, I WILL FEAST ON MY PREY! And trust me, I’m gonna fully enjoy it❤️ *PFFFBBTTHHH*

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Told ya Kiri to be prepared😆

Was it worth the wait? Do hope so❤️🧡

First part can be found here: KiriBaku - Successfull hunt

[tricks-tickles]

Baby, It's Cold Outside

ty anon for the request i am such a whore for tododeku

word count: 735

pairing: Lee!Todoroki/Ler!Midoriya

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When Izuku walked into Todoroki’s room, he burst out laughing. 

Of course, he immediately felt guilty as Todoroki whined, burrowing deeper into his blankets until only his two-toned hair was visible. 

In all fairness, it had been a very long, cold day. They’d had an English essay due for Present Mic, and hero training which had been a complicated search and rescue mission,  dragging on for hours, and the building it had been in was a fake, of course, meaning there was no insulation against the biting cold. The only reason Izuku wasn’t in bed with him was that All-Might had pulled him aside for a catch-up. With that done, he was free to join Todoroki.

He pulled off his jacket, set it over the desk chair, and knelt down next to the futon, pulling back the covers and shuffling into it, before wrapping his arms around Todoroki. 

“Hi.” He said softly into his ear. 

“Hey,” Todoroki whispered back, then gasped when Izuku’s cold hands made their way onto his left side.

“Don’t do that.” He said, but Izuku felt the skin beneath his fingers heat up obligingly from his quirk.

They lay there in silence for a few minutes until Izuku started to get bored. He never was very good at lazing around with nothing to occupy his hands. He considered grabbing his phone, but he realized with a sigh that he’d left it in his jacket. He huffed and pressed his face into Todoroki’s hair as he thought of what he could do. Absent-mindedly, he started trailing his fingers against Todoroki, tracing shapes and patterns onto the warm skin. Then, Izuku’s nails caught against his side, just slightly, making Todoroki flinch, and his eyes widened. 

He slowly resumed his motions, dragging his nails up and down Todoroki’s side. Todoroki made a half-aborted noise and curled up tighter. Izuku grinned, leaving his fingers to gently wiggle right below his ribs. Todoroki’s breathing started to get funny, but he seemed content to lie there and take it until Izuku gently pinched his lowest rib. 

“Midoriya.” He said, warningly. 

“Yes,” He responded, pinching another rib, “What’s wrong?”

“You know what’s wr- dohon’t!” Todoroki gasped before his hands flew up to cover his mouth. 

Izuku beamed. Todoroki was always so cute when he was trying not to laugh. He would fight to cover his face, while the rest of his body would lose all strength, and if he were standing he would collapse to the floor. Izuku sat up a little, bringing his hands round to scribble along his side, from his hip, along to his ribs, relishing in the quiet squeaks that were muffled against Todoroki’s hands. 

“Todoroki.” He sang, “Are you hiding from me?”

Todoroki shook his head, his eyes tightly scrunched and hands clapped over his mouth. 

Time to up the ante. 

Izuku grabbed his side, and flipped Todoroki onto his back, before settling onto his thighs. Then, before he had any time to react, Izuku began wriggling his fingers into Todoroki’s stomach. The effect was immediate.

Todoroki’s hands shot down to cover his stomach, and that's when the laughter that had been building up against his hands burst out. 

“Mihidohorihihiya! Plehehase!” He cried.

Izuku cocked his head innocently, “Please what? What’s wrong Todoroki?"

Izuku’s fingers slipped down to scratch at his hips where his clothes has shifted around, making him arch his back with a squeal.

“Yohohuhu knohohow whahahat!” He said, weakly kicking his legs.

Izuku smirked and, feeling a little malicious, he leaned forward until his lips were ghosting the shell of Todoroki’s ear. 

“Awwh.” He cooed, “Am I tickling you?” With that, he brought his hands up to squeeze Todoroki’s sides as he took a deep breath in, blowing a raspberry on his neck. 

Todoroki squealed, his hands finally coming back to hit Izuku’s arms weakly, as his whole body shook with the force of his laughter. Sensing that he was running out of air, Izuku gave his sides one final squeeze before getting off of Todoroki, watching as he panted for air. He was blushing a cute pink, his eyes scrunched up and chest still shaking with leftover giggles. Then, Todoroki sighed, rolling over to faceplant onto the futon. “Satisfied?” He mumbled into the mattress.

Izuku hummed. “For now. You?”

Todoroki nodded, and Izuku laid down next to him, content to leach his warmth for the rest of the night.

[roseytheangel]

My ass is losing motivation sooo here are some of my 1-A headcanons/rules.

Ok so basically:

Rule 1: bakusquad isn’t allowed in the kitchen without supervision. This was after denki blew up the fridge, kirishima broke the counter, sero and Mina exploded the flower abd baking spiced.

Rule 2: if bakugou/midoryia are caught fighting grab aizawa/midnight.

Rule 3: monopoly and uno are banned

Rule 4: no use of the words ( freak, useless, weirdo or mistake.

Rule 5: if anybody feels like a panic attack/ anxiety attack get them yo their room instantly.

Rule 6: no slang terms.

Rule 7: only wake aizawa past 10:00 if an emergency (side note running out of toilet paper/having a nightmare ISNT an emergency.)

Rule 8: mineta is fully allowed to be punished if needed.

Rule 9: the pills tablets (period pains and sickness) are allowed to be opened by iida and momo ONLY.

Rule 10: use correct pronouns for the whole class only.

That’s all!!

[shoto-chann]

Special headcannon for a special person

Hope you enjoy :)

Mashirao Ojiro Tickle Headcannon

Lee:

Bless this boy's soul and protect him at all costs, he's too ticklish for his own good

He's a constant victim of tickle attacks (the majority of the time it's by the hands of Hagakure, Mina, Sero, and Shoji)

He used to be tickled a lot by his parents when he was a little kid either to cheer him up when he was bullied by mean kids, just for fun with his parents, or when he was in that mood around his parents

He gives off that lee-leaning switch energy that's fun to be around. Although, he will say whether he is in the mood or not. He will openly admit when he doesn't wanna be tickled and people respect that

Whenever he does feel like being tickled, he is left breathless and giggly afterward

My poor boy's ticklish everywhere (except his back and knees). Squeezing his sides are more than enough to get him to curl up and giggle away

He's the kind of lee that needs to be held down because if not, there will be an accident that he does not want to happen (Sero learned this the hard way)

He gets so giggly when he's tickled and can't stop squirming, even if his ler is barely touching him

His tail tends to wag when he knows he's about to be tickled, and he giggles nervously until he's actually getting tickled

His laugh is soft and gentle giggles at first. If he's tickled long enough, his laugh becomes loud, heartwarming, and very contagious

He claims he doesn't squeak or squeal (even though that is a huge lie and squeaks and squeals every time a certain spot is being tickled)

His worst spots are under his arms (8/10), his tummy (9.5/10), and his tail (10/10)

Snorts every time his tummy is tickled, but doesn't really fight back when he's tickled here. His tummy is his favorite spot to be tickled, and everyone knows this, so this is the spot that gets tickled the most

Teases get him badly. He can't take the teasing very well, especially baby talk. He blushes at those because they embarrass him so much

Screams when his tail is being tickled, and his tail tends to just fly all over the place and smack people halfway across the room, which is why someone has to sit on his tail so no one gets hurt or have someone very strong hold his tail in place

Whenever he's in a lee mood, he either asks someone to tickle him or he pesters someone into tickling him (depending on how badly he wants to be tickled in his lee mood)

His tail also helps his ler determine where they should tickle Ojiro with a series of thumps when they turn it into a game. The louder and faster the thumps, the more closer the ler is getting to the spot Oji wants to be tickled

An overall cute ticklish boy who is a 8/10 on the ticklish scale (ranked 4th most ticklish in class 1a)

Ler:

As a ler, Ojiro is fun and very affectionate when tickling someone, but he will not tickle anyone if they're uncomfortable with it or if they're not in the mood. He respects everyone's boundaries

But if his lee says it's alright, he becomes Ojiro The Tickle Monster

He likes to chase his lee until he has them cornered or he surprises out of his hiding place and then attacks

He will tickle every ticklish spot he can reach and make sure no spot is left untickled

He never goes over his lee's limits, though. It makes him feel bad about pushing them past what they can handle

For a guy who can't take teasing very well, he loves teasing his lee while wrecking them at the same time, like making obvious observations about his lee's reactions and commenting on how cute they are while they're being tickled

He's definitely one to cheat and use his tail to restrain or tickle his victims

He loves giving raspberries

He laughs along with his lee because he knows both of them are having fun

He loves tickling his friends. He is honestly a great tickle partner to have, turning almost any tickle attack to a tickle fight whenever he's in the mood (which is pretty much every time)

Like mentioned before, he's a lee-leaning switch, so sometimes he lets himself get tickled just for the sake of being tickled (until he turns the table again)

He loves tickles fights and playing tickle games with his friends

Although he's more of a lee than a ler, he's a pretty good ler and a scary one when he wants to be

He will always turn the attack into a tickle fight or just start a tickle fight with his friends just to be tickled (bless this boy, he's so cute)

Every once in a while he will just turn tickle fights into tickle games just for the sake of being tickled (very very cute lee-leaning switch)

Once he's done with tickles for the moment or for the day, he is really affectionate and will sit or lay next to his friends and just stay there for a while

He definitely gives his friends some cuddles after their tickle fight or tickle games because he's that affectionate around them (with a few cuddle tickles here and there because he just can't resist the opportunity)

An overall affectionate and lovable ler who is ranked 4th best ler

And there's the Ojiro Tickle Headcannon. To me, our tail man hero doesn't get enough love, even though he deserves a lot of it.

If you have any ideas for headcannons I can do (examples like boyfriend or girlfriend tickles, tickle rankings, or individual headcannons for an individual character), feel free to ask or dm me and I'll make it happen.

That's all for now. Until next time,

❄️🔥 shoto-chann 🔥❄️ out