#ticklish!midoryia

[ticklishtypings]

True Quirk (Todoroki x Midoryia)

A/N: This took me TWO days to write :’) do forgive me if it doesn’t seem coherent lol. Here it is though! I hope you enjoy <3

Disclaimer: This is a sfw tickle fanfic (I do not do nsfw for any fandom)

Summary: Todoroki has been noticing that Midoryia has been acting strange lately, specifically when tickling is involved. He decides he wants to figure out why. 

Word Count: 1,517

Todoroki and Midoriya had been dating for about 5 months now, and frequently spent time together outside of the academy. Recently, Midoriya has been acting strange around his boyfriend. While he is usually a little awkward, it seemed to be at an unusual rate. 

“Midoriya, what is your problem?” Todoroki questioned, when the latter’s face got tightened and red in the middle of class. 

“Oh! Nothing! Nothing!” He freaked, covering his face in a horrible attempt to hide his expressions. 

While Todoroki thought it was odd, he let it go thinking Izuku was just being weird in thought like he usual is. But eventually, it happened again when they were hanging out. His face turned a familiar shade of crimson, gently squirming in his seat. He decided to ignore it, for the sake of his boyfriend, but he wouldn’t forget it. 

The third time was when he pieced it all together, the class of 1-A had been in the lunch room together. They were all engaging in small talk, before Kaminari and Kirishima got into an argument, they all peered over at the developing. 

“Take that back Kirishima!” He growled. 

“No way! You know damn well I exceeded in that test and got a better score than you ever could!” 

“Take. That. Back.” Was Kaminari’s final warning, before pouncing on the blonde haired boy. 

They all thought there was going to be a fight involving quirks, and weren’t expecting laughter to come out of the boy. Peering over the table, the scene was hilarious. Kaminari was on top of Kirishima, fingers wiggling all over the poor boy’s sides, causing him to let out little giggles. 

“Dohohon’t do this!” He pleaded, face reddening. 

“Then take back what you said.” 

“I dohoho! I tahahake it bahahahack!” He pleaded, little sparks zapping off of him. 

The tickling halted, and they joined the others back at the table as if it was a normal occurrence to them. 

“Wow, who would of guessed Mr. Electric was ticklish.” Todoroki snickered, looking around at the table to unconsciously see if his boyfriend laughed. 

He didn’t see him laughing though, instead he saw him covering his face with his book. Why was he hiding? Nothing bad had happened, just a small tickle fight between..OH. It made so much sense now, thinking back to the other times Izuku had freaked out as well. The class was learning about weak spots, and someone snorted about just tickling the opponent. The night when they were hanging out, there had been a tickling scene on during the movie, and that’s when he got all spazzed out. Why did tickling cause him such embarrassment? 

“Midoriya.” He walked over to his side of the table, and tapped his arm, causing the boy to jump. 

“AH! Uhm, yes Todoroki?” He started stuttering, face still flushed from earlier. 

“Wanna do homework at my place?” His voice remained steady, he wanted to figure out why he reacts the way he does.

“Oh, sure thing!” And with that, Izuku grabbed his backpack and said goodbye to the rest of the gang. 

The walk there was silent, Izuku kind of thought he upset him based on it, but Todoroki was actually planning how he wanted to go about this. Was he going to be blunt about it? He didn’t actually know how he wanted to approach this, especially since it makes his boyfriend embarrassed. His intent wasn’t to embarrass him, he just wants to know what tickling makes him feel. 

After what seemed like an eternity, they arrived at his house, and they made their way to his bedroom. The silence between them was awkward and unbearable before Izuku finally spoke up. 

“Are you mad at me? Are you going to break up with me?” Worry coating his voice, avoiding eye contact. 

“What? No. What made you think that?” 

“You didn’t talk to me the whole way here. We always talk about our day walking over.” He fiddled with the hem of his sleeve. 

“No. I was just thinking.” 

“Do you swear?” His voice was a bit smaller now. 

“I do.” But his worry didn’t seem to leave him, and now was his opening. 

With one swift movement, the bi-colored hair boy straddled Midoryia’s waist, causing a small yelp from the boy. 

“T-Todoroki! W-what are you d-doing?” His face seemed to flush a small bit, nervousness in his voice, but also a hint of excitement. 

“Tickling you.” He responded calmly, watching the now squirming boy’s eyes widen in realization. 

“Wait! waHAHAHIT!” Fingers descended upon his sides, causing his to squirm harder now. 

“EEP! COHOHOLD!” He tried to escape the evil fingers, half heartedly grabbing at his arms, to no avail. 

Todoroki noted the fact that his boyfriend didn’t seem to ask him to stop, or even attempt to truly get away. A smirk grew on his face at the thought of him possibly liking being tickled. 

“Tell me, why does tickling make you embarrassed?” He stilled his fingers, awaiting a response from his panting lover. 

“I-it. No. It d-doesn’t.” Cue the blushing. 

“You’re stuttering.” He pointed out, causing Izuku to shrink down a bit, “I’ve noticed the way you react when tickling is involved, you blush, you hide. Why?” 

The only response he got was him covering his face, and in his defense he felt like he was going to explode with flusteredness. Was he that obvious? If Todoroki knew, did the others? He was brought out of his worrisome mind but gentle scribbling against his ribs. 

“Plehehease!” He giggled out, his face contorting into a smile again, this time not bothering to pull at the torturous hands. 

“You know it’s fine to be ticklish, everyone’s ticklish.” He began skittering all over his stomach, making the tickling unpredictable. 

“Dohohon’t sahahay thhahat wohohord!” He cried out, his face a new shade of pink. 

“What? Ticklish? Why?” Todoroki smiled, so it was true, tickling made him flustered because he liked it. 

“BeheheCAUHAHAH-” His words were interrupted by his boyfriend squeezing his thighs, causing him to began kicking his legs wildly. Even at such a spot, he he never once asked for it to stop. 

“Oh, this seems to be an extremely sensitive spot.” He halted his tickling, looking at the boy below him, a stream of drunk giggles flowing from his mouth. 

He bent down real close to his ear and whispered, “If you wanted to be tickled this badly, you could of just asked,” hearing an audible squeak come from Midoryia’s mouth. He tried to mutter out objections, but nothing coherent could come out. 

“Arms up.” Todoroki commanded, gesturing his finger upwards. 

“Shoto-” He protested, but obeying, slowly putting his arms up. 

“Don’t let them come down, or else you’re dead.” His voice was ice cold, but Izuku could tell there was playfulness in it. There was no real threat in the tease other than to cause flusterness. 

He began to spider down starting from his wrists, slowly and tortuously making his way down to his underarms, but stopped right before. Midoryia let out a tiny whine out of impatience. To his dismay, his underarms didn’t even get any attention, they were totally skipped over and his ribs were attacked next. 

“Nohohoho!” The sensation was weird, somehow Todoroki’s ice touch made it tickle ten times worse. 

“No what? No tickles? Okay.” He looked almost smug as he stilled his fingers, watching Midoryia’s face look like a kicked puppy. 

“I didn’t mean that..” He whispered, still refusing to make eye contact, grabbing Todoroki’s hands shyly and placing them on his sides before putting his arms back up. 

His heart almost melted, but he remained composed, moving his fingers once more to please his boyfriend, who began giggling and squirming again. His laughter started to get higher-pitched and louder the closer Todoroki got to his navel. Curiously, he traced it, watching the younger boy start to thrash harder, before dipping his finger inside. 

“WAHAHAH! NAHAHAHA THEHEHEHERE!! ANYWHEHEHERE ELEHEHESE!” He begged, thrashing his head side to side, continuously arching his back to escape the single finger in his navel. His arms still not coming down, but strongly gripping the sheets above head. 

“Anywhere you say?” And with that, he shoved his hands into his underarms, causing the boy to shriek and clamp them down.

“SHOHOHOHOTO!!” He got so red in the face that Todoroki thought his face was gonna pop. 

“Midoryia~” He mocked back, gently scratched at the soft skin, resulting in the cutest snorts. 

“NAHAHA! NOHOHO TEHEHEASES!”

“No teases? Like if I were to call you the most ticklish hero in all of class 1-A?” The laughter got louder, and then decreased. 

Todoroki realized he should probably stop once Midoryia’s laughter went silent and tears of mirth flowed down his cheeks. 

He sat on his waist as he calmed down, post tickle giggles coming from his mouth, hands protecting his tickle spots. 

“Mehehean.” He tried shooting an evil glare to his boyfriend but came off harmless with the smile attached. 

“You’re the one who likes it.” he stated, “Maybe that’s your true quirk Midoryia, wait until the pro’s hear about that.”  

[intheticklecloset]

Ten More Minutes (My Hero Academia)

One Shot

I’ve never written wake-up tickles before so this was a fun prompt to do! And it ended up being the cutest thing ever, omg. I really like this one! Enjoy! ^^

Warning: This fic is SFW, but it implies some NSFW activities.

Note: This fic will remain unconnected to my other MHA fics. It’s a oneshot story.

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Bakugou groaned as he blinked open his eyes. The sunlight streamed in from his window and nearly blinded him when he rolled over, making him groan all over again. He reached for his phone and pressed the home button. The screen lit up with the time. 7:19 AM.

I’ve got to get a move on, he thought, pushing himself up into a seated position, and that’s when he saw it. A leg propped up on the edge of his bed, leading down to the body of a still slumbering Deku, who lay on the floor with his arm being used as a pillow and zero blankets.

Bakugou stared for a moment, blinking, confused. But then he remembered. Right. We spent the night. I forgot. I could have sworn we both passed out on the bed, though. He gently pushed Deku’s leg away and climbed off his mattress to kneel on the floor beside his green-haired friend. Well…more than a friend, now.

“Hey, nerd,” he murmured gently, nudging Deku’s shoulder. “Get up. It’s already after seven; class starts in less than an hour. Let’s go.”

Deku groaned much like Bakugou had, but didn’t move.

“Hey. Deku.” The blonde nudged him a little harder. “Get up. It’s time for school.”

“Noooo,” Deku whined softly, weakly batting at the air where Bakugou was. “Ten more minutes.”

“Ten more minutes and you’ll be late.” Bakugou sighed, getting slightly annoyed but mostly feeling guilty. It was kind of his own fault Deku was so tired now. “Come on, nerd. Up. Now.” When the green-haired hero still refused to obey, he slid a hand under his shirt and started trailing his fingers up and down the boy’s spine. “Deku.”

Deku – as expected – broke into a wide smile but still refused to move, stubborn as ever. Bakugou began to purposefully skitter his fingers between his shoulder blades, smirking when the “sleeping” figure started to giggle.

“Kacchan, noooo,” Deku whined again, starting to curl into a ball. “Ten more minutes.”

“You’re going to make both of us late to class.” Bakugou used his other hand to start poking along his side. “Get up, nerd.”

“K-Kahahahacchan.” Deku’s giggles were quiet, tired, but still genuine. He curled up even more. “Stohohohohop.”

Bakugou let out a heavy sigh. He pulled Deku’s legs back down, moving to straddle his hips. Then he grabbed the boy’s wrists and shoved them above his head, pinning them there. He growled in a low voice, “You had your chance, Deku.” Then he leaned down and started nibbling gently along the smaller hero’s neck and ears, grinning when Deku squealed and started squirming for real this time.

“Ehehehehehehehehehe! Kacchan, nohohohohohoho!” He tried twisting his head out of the way, but it did no good. Bakugou kept up with him easily. “I’m up, I’m uhuhuhuhuhup!”

“Too late.” Keeping his wrists firmly pinned with one hand and still nibbling gently, Bakugou slid his free hand under Deku’s shirt to pinch his side. “What was it you said? Ten more minutes?”

“Nohohohohohohohohoho!” Deku began giggling steadily now, squirming under the blonde’s touch. “I’m awahahahahake, Kacchan! Stohohohohohop!”

“I’m sure you are now. All the better for you to feel my tickling wrath.” Bakugou chuckled. “Hey Siri – set a timer for ten minutes.” When he heard the ding indicating Siri had complied, his grin turned wicked. “All right. Now we can really have some fun.”

“Kahahahahcchan!” Deku felt a wave of excitement come over him when he realized his crush intended to tickle him until the timer was up. Still, he squirmed as Bakugou brought his arms down to his sides and pinned them there, using his teeth to pull up his shirt and then nibble along his ribs and stomach. Deku squealed. “Ahahahahahahahahaha! Nohohohohoho, not thahahahahahahat!”

“What’s the matter? I thought you liked it when I used my mouth.” He winked, making Deku blush a dark red.

“Plehehehehease, I’m awahahahahahake! I’ll get up, plehehehease!”

“I know you will. As soon as you get your ten more minutes.”

For the first half of the allotted time, Bakugou continued to kiss and nibble along Deku’s torso, occasionally pinching a side or tweaking a rib for an extra ticklish sensation, keeping him in constant giggles with that trademark bright smile on his face that the blonde found so adorable.

Then, when he figured he had only a couple of minutes left, he grabbed onto Deku’s hips and started kneading, sending the green-haired boy into immediate hysterics.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOO!! KACCHAN NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!!” Deku pleaded, laughter pouring from his lips in endless waves. He shook his head and tried to push him away, but Bakugou was immovable, and that wicked smirk he was wearing looked unfairly good on him, and it only made Deku even more flustered. “STAHAHAHAHAHAP, PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, I’LL GEHEHEHET—!!”

Bakugou crushed his lips against Deku’s, effectively silencing his cries and becoming even more in control than he already was, as Deku was forced to gasp for breath from both the tickling and the spontaneous make-out session at the same time.

When the timer went off, Bakugou stopped his assault but didn’t climb off of Deku, remaining in a looming position over him while Deku looked up at him with a flushed face and bright eyes, wide awake at last. The way his rival had his hands fisted into Bakugou’s shirt made the blonde’s heart skip a beat.

“Morning, Kacchan,” Deku said breathlessly, still smiling widely up at him.

Bakugou let out a soft laugh of his own. “Morning, nerd.” He kissed him again briefly, then finally climbed off of him. “Get up. If we’re late to class, you’d better believe I’m going to tickle you way longer than ten minutes when school’s over.”

[ticklishfiend]

Of o were to give you a lee Deku fic, I’d say something where Todoroki is obsessed with giving Deku raspberries especially on his tummy. He’s super ticklish there and Todoroki thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. 💖💖

A/N : okay while i was writing this i got carried away and wrote lee!todoroki instead bc i completely forgot that i LITERALLY ASKED FOR LEE!DEKU PROMPTS...i’m an idiot and i sincerely apologize LMAOO i hope you enjoy it anyways but i WILL be writing a lee!deku in the very near future so don’t you worry lol

So Comfortable (My Hero Academia)

Lee!Todoroki / Ler!Midoriya

Summary : Todoroki and Midoriya are cuddling in bed when Midoriya decides he wants to feel Todoroki’s heartbeat under his hoodie. When he realizes his boyfriend is a little sensitive, he can’t help but take advantage of it.

Word Count :  1905

REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!! MWAH <33

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Todoroki breathed in the comforting scent of green apple shampoo, his nose nuzzling into the mess of curls snuggled underneath him. The boy with the power to control fire had never felt a cozier warmth in his life, the back lying against his chest substituting as the best blanket in the entire world. One of his hands held onto Midoryia’s front protectively, while the other was laced with the green-haired boy’s own scarred and calloused fingers, though to Todoroki, nothing had ever felt softer.

Everything felt so right. So perfect. So comfortable. The bi-colored boy hadn’t known real comfort in so long, and somehow this shorter, timid kid he had only met a little over a year ago now had brought more comfort into his life than he had ever truly known. He felt safe close to him, which to most people wouldn’t mean that much. But to Todoroki, closeness meant everything. He wasn’t going to let just anybody be this close to him, and he wasn’t going to be this close to just anyone. Midoriya had managed to wiggle his way into Todoroki’s comfort zone, and the previously-thought cold-hearted boy hoped he never, ever made his way out.

Todoroki felt the mess of hair under his nose move, tickling his face slightly, and he looked down to be greeted by Midoriya looking right back up at him with a small, relaxed smile.

“Hey,” Midoriya spoke gently, his thumb caressing the top of Todoroki’s hand.

“Hello,” Todoroki smiled a little awkwardly, but Midoriya knew he was sincere either way. Midoriya shuffled a bit under Todoroki’s protective hold, repositioning himself on top of the boy’s body completely, but this time with his stomach down on the other’s so he could look right up at him.

“You’re nice to look at,” Midoriya smiled dopily, his head tilted slightly. Todoroki chuckled, not being able to help the small blush on his cheek from the most endearing compliment. He looked at his partner with the utmost fondness in his eyes, bringing his hand up to stroke a thumb over his cheek.

“Right back at you,” Todoroki’s words were laced with a smile, Midoriya humming in response. The green haired boy leaned down to nuzzle his face into Todoroki’s warm chest, his cheeks smushing against the firmness of his muscles created by years of training.

“I can feel your heartbeat,” Midoriya’s words were muffled by the fabric of Todoroki’s hoodie. He brought his face down lower towards the boy’s stomach, Todoroki gasping slightly when he felt Midoriya’s hands creep underneath the fabric and onto his sides, worming their way upwards towards his chest. “Wanna feel it with my hands.”

His hoodie was now pushed up towards his lower ribs, pale tummy on display as both of Midoriya’s hands rested over the spot on Todoroki’s chest that concealed his heart, which at this point was beating harder than it had the whole afternoon. Midoriya smiled down at his belly, nuzzling his face into it’s pale, taut expanse. Todoroki let out another small gasp at the strange feeling, his hands moving up to gently tangle into the mess of green hair.

“Midoriya, what are you doing..?” Todoroki’s words were soft from fluster, his eyes a little wide at the odd display of affection. He couldn’t help the small tinge of smile on the corners of his lips, however, as the boy’s nose felt just ticklish enough to ignite that nervous flame in the pit of his stomach.

“You’re just so cuteee,” Mirodiya cooed into his belly, bringing his hands down to hold firmly onto Todoroki’s sides to make it easier for him to continue his playful nuzzling. The dual-haired boy choked on a small giggle, squeezing a little harder on the boy’s hair. He could feel Midoriya’s lips smile against his tummy, a blush creeping up from Todoroki’s neck to paint over his cheeks and ears. “Does this tickle?”

Todoroki let out a huff of air, embarrassed and oh, oh so flustered. “Um, a-a little, yes,” he mumbled out in a stutter, his partner chuckling in response.

“That’s adorable,” Mirdoriya hummed, kissing right above the boy’s belly button with an intensely gentle softness that made Todoroki feel like he could combust at any given second. The freckled boy didn’t just stop at his one kiss however, oh no. He started peppering them with that same softness all over the boy’s tummy, and Todoroki was helpless to the small and obviously flustered titters that escaped from the softest parts of himself he didn’t even know he had before meeting the boy.

“Ah- M-Midoriyahaha-” Todoroki breathed out the smallest of giggles, which only pressed his partner on further, his gentle lips now journeying over towards his left side, the ticklish feeling making Todoroki choke out a real giggle this time. “It tihihickles!”

“You’re so ticklish, it’s too precious,” Midoriya smiled brightly against the boy’s skin before lifting his head up to gaze at his face. Todoroki’s cheeks were painted with the most delightful blush, a dopey smile taking over his features,making Midoriya genuinely feel like the single luckiest person on the planet to be able to see such a stoic boy from this perspective. 

“Have you ever had a raspberry, Shoto?” Izuku asked with a tilt of the head and a mischievous smirk. Todoroki blinked.

“Like...like the fruit?” Shoto asked, his brows a little furrowed in confusion, Midoriya just chuckling at his response. “I don’t understand, why are you laughing?”

“You’re just cute,” Izuku said, enjoying the blush and pout Shoto gave him. “I’m not talking about the fruit, Sho. Here, I’ll just show you.”

With that Midoriya leaned back down towards his partner’s tummy, drawing in a rather large breath, expanding his lungs as much as he could, before pressing his lips back down on the soft skin of Shoto’s belly and-

“PPPBBBTTTHHH~!” Midoriya blew hard onto his tummy, his partner letting out the loudest surprised squeal he had ever heard before cackling as Izuku continued placing smaller raspberries all over the expanse of Shoto’s sensitive tummy.

“GAHAHAHA! IZUHUHUKUHUHU! NAHAHA! WHAHAT IHIHIS THIHIS?!” Todoroki screamed, kicking his legs out behind Midoriya as the mischievous boy began kneading at his oh so sensitive sides, throwing Shoto into an entirely new wave of cackles as he now gripped tightly onto the boys shoulders (though he wasn’t pushing him away, much to Midoriya’s amusement).

“Raspberries, silly! Do they tickle?~” Izuku asked, blowing more ticklish raspberries all over his sensitive tummy and sides, even travelling just far enough upwards to blow one right on his bottom ribs, making the writhing boy underneath him jerk hard with a scream.

“YEHEHES! IT TIHIHICKLES!” Shoto cackled, squeezing his eyes shut tight. His body instinctively tried curling in on itself, folding forward until his own nose was nuzzling unintentionally into Izuku’s messy curls. “PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Midoriya chuckled. “Please what, Sho?”

“I DOHOHON’T KNOHOHOW!” Shoto shook his head frantically through his laughs as Izuku moved his hands downward to squeeze and knead into the boy’s hips. Shoto bucked at the sensation, throwing his head back against the pillow in mirth, digging his heels into the bedsheets behind Izuku.

“Aw, you don’t know? Does that mean you like it? You don’t want me to stop?~” Izuku teased, before inhaling sharply and blowing another torturous raspberry into Todoroki’s tummy, making the boy scream out another fit of high-pitched cackles.

“NAHAHAHA! NO TEHEHEASES! YOU’RE SO MEHEHEAN!” Todoroki babbled around his laughs, his giggles becoming more frantic. Midoriya thought it might be time to give the boy a breather, slowing his tickles down to just his nails tracing teasing little shapes into Shoto’s sides and on the bottoms of his ribs. Todoroki absolutely melted into a puddle of breathy giggles, his grip on Izuku’s shoulders still just as tight. Izuku rested his cheek onto Shoto’s tummy, looking up at his partner’s ever-flushing face with the utmost love in his eyes. 

Todoroki finally calmed down enough to open his eyes and look down at his partner, who was still lightly tickling at his sides enough to keep him on a giggly edge.

“Sohoho that’s a raspbeheherry?” Todoroki asked, his face suddenly scrunching up in a clenched smile, his eyes squeezing shut as Izuku found a particularly sensitive spot right on the backs of Shoto’s lower ribs. Todoroki arched his back a bit, frantic breathy giggles escaping his throat as Izuku’s fingers stayed on that one torturous spot. He teasingly traced shapes into the area, smiling as he realized just how sensitive the boy under him truly was. “Izuhuhukuhu! Nohohot thehehere, ihihit-”

“-Tickles?” Midoriya asked, Shoto just nodding his head through his snickers and titters. Izuku just chuckled, moving his fingers back down a little to tickle at a less sensitive area and calm his partner down a little. “So sensitive. I could do this all day.”

“I don’t thihink I could survihihive,” Todoroki snickered before finally bringing his hands down to stop his partner’s torturous and wiggly ones at his sides. Izuku pouted a little as he was forced to stop tickling until Shoto laced their fingers together and looked the boy in his eyes. “Kiss me? Please?”

Izuku just smiled, his heart overflowing before melting through his ribs. He nodded, bringing his face up to meet Shoto’s lips in the middle. He dissolved into the kiss, feeling as if he was melting into Shoto’s face with how jelly-like he felt. He unlaced his fingers with Shoto’s to cup at the dual-haired boy’s cheeks, his thumb caressing at the scar he thought brought out Todoroki's eyes. 

Once their interlocked lips parted, they both looked into each other’s hazed over eyes. Midoriya brought his face down to gently nuzzle into Todoroki’s neck, leaving tiny kisses wherever his lips could reach. Todoroki’s shoulders instinctively tried bunching up at the ticklish sensation, his giggle fit coming back, this time much softer and much breathier. 

“Really? Ticklish here too?” Izuku smiled into his neck, leaving peppered kisses again on purpose this time just to hear the boy giggle. He felt him nod, and he knew they boy had to be blushing.

“Cahahan’t help ihihit,” he giggled, scrunching up so much his cheek smushed into Izuku’s head. Then he felt Midoriya draw in another big breath, and before he had the chance to do anything about it, Izuku blew another fat raspberry, this time into the boy’s sensitive neck.

Todoroki screeched, shoving his heels into the bedsheets and grabbing at the boy’s shirt for anything to brace himself with. “GYAHAHA! QUHUHIT! YOU’VE MAHAHADE YOUR POHOHOHINT! I’M TICKLIHIHIHISH!”

Izuku pulled himself out of Shoto’s neck with a wide grin, kissing Todoroki’s nose before laying his head back down onto the boy’s chest, nuzzling into the fabric of his shirt. “M’sleepy…”

Shoto chuckled with a shake of his head. “Oh yeah, I’m sure you’re just so wiped out from nearly killing me just moments ago,” He snickered before placing a kiss on top of the boy’s head. Izuku giggled with a nod.

“You know it,” Izuku yawned, and before Shoto knew it, the boy was snoring on top of him. Todoroki just smiled down at the boy, thumb caressing over his freckled cheek. 

“I love you,” Todoroki whispered to the sleeping boy he knew couldn’t hear him, gently laying the blanket beside him over him and his partner’s sleeping frame.

Todoroki was finally truly comfortable, and he only had one person to thank.

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A/N : thanks for all the support i’ve been getting recently! sorry this is kinda short, i’ve been having a lot of migraines recently so i haven’t felt like writing much, but i’ll be getting to more of those prompts soon! hope you enjoyed! much love <33

[minruko]

 Izuku, Kirishima, Fatgum, and Shinsou with a s/o that has dimples.

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Izuku Midoryia 

^ YALL SEE THIS BOY

Your dimples + his freckles= CUTEST UA COUPLE

Like dimples are cute, freckles are cute... IMAGINE YALLS KIDS

He lives for your smile

When you smile his heart skips a beat

Like how does one have such a cute smile??

He will do anything in his power just to see it

Ticklish? Tickle fight

Not ticklish? He knows you, and he knows what’s gonna make you smile

Even if you didn’t have dimples he would still love your smile with his whole heart

Every time you smile he falls in love with you even more

PLEASE SMILE AT HIM FOR NO REASON

JUST DO IT PLEASE

Eijiro Kirishima

The title of “Pink Cheeks” offically belongs to him

You smile, OH GAWD

He loves ittt with his whole chivalrous heart

You know how people use puppy eyes as a secrect weapon?

USE YOUR DIMPLES

You could get out of ALMOST anything

Tells you somthing Kaminari did to make you laugh and see your smile

It’s a 2-in-1 jackpot for him

I love that boy but he’s a walking meme

He has and will kiss your dimples

You’re the light of his life, with or without dimples

YOUR KIDS

OHH  CHILLE

Lemme just slow down

Fatgum

^Just enjoy his smile for a bit

If y’all smile side by side its overrr

Cutest hero couple NO CONTEST

When you smile at him he has this cute little love sick grin

PLEASE SMILE AT THIS BABY FOR NO REASON TOO

DAD JOKES

Like the ones so bad you can cringe and laugh

TICKLE WAR CHAMP

Mainly cause he get’s to see you smile :3

Will kiss your dimples like kiri

Might put a ring on it

Will put a ring on it

YOUR KIDS OH LORDY

Ima save that for another time

Shinsou

Lemme just cry a bit

YOUR DIMPLES CURE IS DEPRESSION

Remember that prompt

HE LOVES WHEN YOU SMILE

You don’t even gotta at him smiling at him just do it

But if you do smile at him??

It’s the cutest thing you will ever witness

Shinsou with a love sick grin? I think yes

He knows what he has to do to get you smile

People assume he forces you to smile with his quirk

He has plently of tricks just to see your dimples

He knows you, so if you’re sad he would be able to make you smile automatically

When you smile at him sometimes he’s shocked that you’re actually his

In conclusion: Smile at Aizawa 2.0 Shinsou PLEASE

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Chaotic Crazies- @batwrangler​ @vangoghmusings​ @lunabby010​ @strawberry-ice​ @johariameil​ @spellboundxizi​ @wafflenpie​

[xlovelybeanx]

✭ Sorry for not posting in a while, I’ve been having some trouble sleeping and keeping my emotions cool so it’s been kinda hard to stay focused on here - but I hope this small fic will cure your boredom while I finish up my other ones! (I actually got my inspiration from Yagami Yato’s sleep aids - which I use, btw - when Bakugou said “quit tickling me” in his sleep. I thought it was cute as hell.) (I’ve also been really sick. Lovely. >~<)

✭The art belongs to Calys_Artsy_Side on the My Hero Academia Amino - all credit goes to them!

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Title: “Sleepy.”

Pairing: Kiribaku + Midoryia.

Summary: Bakugou is tired, Kirishima just wants his friend to not fail, and Midoryia is trying to keep the situation under control. ..what a strange way to start off the morning.

Warnings: Other than swearing, none.

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“Oi, Bakugou.”

Bakugou looked up with a blank face - dark eye bags shadowed his eyes, and he really wasn’t looking so good. That being said, with the events of yesterday, of course he looked like that. Not only did he have to train at his agency, the people at U.A thought it was a good idea for him to take care of a class of kids, along with Icy Hot and a few bastards from Shiketsu. All he wanted was to go to sleep - but it was 10 am on a Monday morning, of course, and he couldn’t afford to get left behind by his classmates. But the more and more he thought about wanting to lie his head on his pillow and relax, the more it all seemed to be coming true.

Resting his head on his desk, the blonde closed his eyes, watching himself drift into a very peaceful sleep. His arms wrapped around themselves, giving him access to a make-shift sort of resting place - and just like that, he was off in his own little world. “Bakugo,” Kirishima whispered, leaning down to check if he was actually awake. Giving him two small pokes to his cheek, the red-head sighed softly. What was he going to do with him? He had a rough day, sure, but didn’t they all? It had messed up his sleeping schedule, to be fair, and it was immediately showing. “Oi, Bakugou.”

Kirishima couldn’t help but wonder why he was the only one to notice the angry loud blonde was finally quiet - it should surprise everyone, not just him. What to do, what to do, Kirishima thought as he pondered everything he could do to wake him up. Then it clicked. “Hey, Midoryia,” he whispered, watching the green haired boy turn his way. “Look.” He said, pointing to the knocked out boy on his desk. Midoryia immediately put a hand over his mouth, almost as if he was in shock - “I haven’t seen Kacchan sleep in class since he was a elementary schooler, more or less before he got his quirk. Was yesterday really that hard for him?”

Kirishima shrugged. “I’m not sure, but I need a way to wake him up-“

They were both surprised when Bakugou shifted to side, his light snores being drowned out by the random words that he was saying. ... Bakugou was a sleep-talker, they both realized and before they could say anymore, the words “quit tickling me” flew out of his mouth. No one knew why he had said it, then again, the only one who really heard it was Kirishima seeing as they were so close. “Midoryia...” he said, looking over with almost a sadistic grin. “Prepare the class for an explosion.”

“Eijirou, what are you doing-?! Wait!”

Before he could be stopped, Kirishima already had his hands under his arms, digging into the soft and sensitive flesh underneath. Bakugou immediately woke up, his eyes widened in surprise as he jerked harshly, falling off the chair. Red-faced and slightly in pain from the impact of falling out of the chair, he had no time to react when his best friend pounced on him, immediately trying to dig his hands into his sensitive skin. “S-STOP! K-KIRISHIMA, WHAT... A-ARE YOU DOING?!” Katsuki yelled as he grabbed both of his hands, trying to keep them from touching him.

“You’re the one who fell asleep! You’re always saying ‘I can’t afford to be left behind’. So don’t fall asleep! And I know just how to wake you up!” At this point, the whole class was watching in awe - and Aizawa wanted nothing to do with it, so like always, he creeped into his sleeping bag and used this time to get in a nap.

“THAT DOESN’T MEAN-!” Katsuki’s words left his mouth as Kirishima hardened his arms, watching the strength leave his body - because of being tired and because of his overwhelming power. When two sets of hands immediately dived in on his sides, he couldn’t hold back the uncontrollable laughter that was threatening to spill from the start.

“WAIHAHAHAT! KIHIHIHIRISHIMA! YOHOHOHU BIHIHIHITCH! IHIHIHLL KIHIHIHIHLL YOHOHOHOU!” All of that only fell on deaf ears - Kirishima knew he wasn’t going to kill him. In fact, he’d probably would forget about it. His laughter was very deep, and if he wasn’t a complete asshole, most of the class would agree that his laugh sounded very attractive. Desperately squirming underneath his friend, he tried his hardest to push him off. The only person who knew that he was ticklish other than his family was Midoryia from when they were younger, so Bakugou thought that he might have told him as a way to wake him up.

“Kirishima, you might want to stop...” Midoryia warned as he looked at his explosive friend’s hands, noticing that they were activating on their own. “...Kacchan can’t control his quirk when he’s getting tickled. He might accidentally blow up the room.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” Kirishima said as he shifted downwards, watching his hand brush against the blonde’s thigh. The squeak that left his mouth could only be described as unmanly and very high-pitched. The whole class stared at Bakugou, who was now bright red. “W-What?! Is there a p-probl- AHAHAHAHA WAIHIHIHIT! KIHIHIHIRISHIMA!”

“Awww, sweet little explosion boy getting taken down a peg by a few tickles~? How embarrassing~.” The last part was whispered in his ear, to not completely ruin his reputation. To Bakugou, this was just torture - undignified torture and he needed it to stop, or else he might just do what Midoryia said and blow up the entire room. “EIHIHIHIJIROU!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Katsuki blurted out, unaware that he said Kirishima’s first name. Hearing his name being called out like that made him stop his assault. There was nothing to it - he didn’t mind being called Eijirou - it’s just... it felt different when Bakugou said it. He couldn’t quite find a word for it. Katsuki took this time and kicked him off, as harshly as possible since he was still hardened, and stood up. The blonde was still shivering at the sensations, everyone noticed.

“Thank you,” Katsuki mumbled in his ear, still a bright red as he picked up his pencil and started writing again. Everyone seemed to go back to the lesson, and Aizawa had already gotten back up from his nap - it was still a surprise how he even napped through that. “You’re welcome,” Kirishima whispered back softly, watching his face turn into a pouty scowl. He could only chuckle at that. “Just you wait, I’ll get you back. When? You’ll never know.” The laugh that came out of Katsuki almost sounded sadistic, but he only scoffed.

“Try your best, Lord Explosion Murder.”

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[ao3feed-bnha-rarepair]

𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈

𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 by PurelyAnime

Bakugou is pissed and Midoryia is sad. What is their sharky boyfriend gonna do? Tickle them of course!

Words: 1916, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Todoroki Shouto

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Tickle fic, Tickles, ticklish Midoriya, ticklish Izuku, ticklish Katsuki, ticklish Bakugou, Angst, Happy Ending, snuggles

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26964169

[tamayakii]

>:) you love me. SFW 1 — 10 and NSFW 1 — 10 for kiribaku... if, if you want. i’m not forcing you if it’s too much...

Dating headcanonstarted dating a bit after first year, during the summer, Kirishima let it slip while they were at the beach and Bakugou went in straight for the kiss. we stan a brave boy.

Dinner headcanonthey both don’t like going all out, just a take in dinner is perfect for them.

Arguments headcanonwhen Kirishima found out that Bakugou bullied Midoryia and told him to kill himself? it was a big blow up, Kirishima just broke up with him on the spot and Bakugou really changed himself, it was beginning of second year when they got back together.

Playful/silly headcanonBAKUGOU IS SO TICKLISH AND KIRISHIMA KNOWS AND TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THAT 

Night in headcanontake out, movie marathon and cuddles.

Night out headcanonprobably some drive in, comfy clothes and soda pop thats 50 cents

Kissing headcanonBakugou almost initiates each one of them

Sleeping headcanonA TANGLE OF LIMBS!! you cant tell which from which 

How friends/family of the couple reactbakugous: awe!!! so cute, bakugou if you dare hurt ill beat you asskirishima: stay safe okay Ei? -turning to bakugou- you hurt our son we’ll bring the strength of ten suns and make you wish you never met ei! -sweet- ok? 

Heartbreak headcanonwhen they broke up Kirishima stopped eating for a couple of days and Bakugou trained until he fainted.

NSFW:

Positions/locations headcanondoggy style and ONLY in the bed, Bakugou doesnt like public stuff nor does Kirishima

Rough or gentle? Fast or slow?ahem, ROUGH, Baugou absolutely destroys Kirishimas ass but kiri likes it 

Favourite kinks/fantasies/toysKirishima really likes butt plugs, the ones with an orange jewel is his favorite, 

Who tops/bottoms, who’s dominant/submissiveBakugou tops and Kirishima bottoms

Public play headcanonthey don’t like it at all

Sensitive spots/favourite tricksBakugou has this sensitive spot right below his jaw that makes him W E A K!!! Whenever Kirishima overuses his quirk he gets hyper sensitive 

Foreplay/turn-ons headcanonhonestly, these boys are way too horny for there own good

Never again/turn-offs headcanonnothing public or seriously nasty

Who teases the other? Who’s more impatient? Who usually initiates?Bakugou initiates

Aftercare/afterwards headcanonKirishima is so FUCKING soft 

[ticklishtypings]

Ticklish Tutorial (Todo x Deku)

A/N: This took me THREE days to write, holy crap. But it was so much fun to write and I loved some of the personsl headcanons I weasled in there as well. I hope you enjoy <3

Disclaimer: This is a sfw tickle fanfic (I do not do nsfw for any fandom)

Summary: Shouto Todoroki had a hard upbringing, that was known to all. But to have no affection whatsoever? It shocked Izuku when he found out the poor boy had no idea what tickling was but he is more than happy to show him what it is.

Word Count: 1,680

It wasn't a secret amongst class 1-A that Shouto had a rough upbringing. They tried to help him experience things he never got to due to his fathers' "training," so it wasn't a surprise to Midoryia that he had probably never experienced tickling before. Endeavor considered anything that brings pleasure to a weakness that can be used against you in combat. In short words, the boy never received affection, and he always shied away from anything considered remotely close to it.

“No way, you’re ticklish?” Izuku exclaimed, watching the taller boy look at him strangely. 

They had been doing physical training after school, organized by Ida, but before hand they paired up to stretch, Midoryia and Todoroki got paired together. They had been doing simple stretches alongside crunches. Todoroki asked him to hold his feet down, which was a bit hard since he went so fast. It resulted in Izuku having to dig his hands into his feet a bit, his thumbs drilling a bit into the arch of his foot. He wasn’t expecting the son of the #2 hero to cough up a laugh. 

“Todoroki! Are- are you okay?” His voice was full of concern. 

“Yeah. You didn’t hurt me. I don’t know what you did.” He rubbed his foot, trying to get the tingly feeling to go away. 

“What? I was just holding down your feet- wait. Todoroki..no way, you’re ticklish?” 

He had heard that word before, amongst the group, as they engaged in many tickle fights before. But he himself had no clue as to whether or not he was ticklish. 

“I don’t know.” He answered truthfully, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. 

“What do you mean you don’t know? How do you not know?” 

“I just don’t know. It was never in my life.” 

Midoryia felt his heart pang a little bit. How has he never been tickled? Not even by the group? No one dared touch him probably..

Mischievous eyes fell upon the bi-colored hair boy, who shot his friend a worried glance. His mischief left his eyes and was replaced by sympathy instead. 

“Are you okay with me trying to tickle you? Just a quick one, to you know, see if you’re ticklish? We won’t do anything more than you’re comfortable with.” 

“I guess.” He shrugged, he knew Midoryia would probably tell the others and once Kirishima or Kaminari found out they would try to figure it out as well. 

“Okay, I’m going to tickle your sides, they’re commonly ticklish.” Izuku stated before he reached both hands out to squeeze his sides. 

Todoroki watched his hands approach, his body automatically squirming. Why was he moving? Why was his heart racing? What was happening? Sensations. Wiggling hands met sides. The sound was music to Midoryia’s ears, Shoto’s laughter. It was soft, kind of quiet, and had an almost child-like bubbliness to it. It was almost intoxicating. A blush formed on the cheeks of both of them. 

“You are ticklish! That’s funny, but as promised, that was it. Wanna keep doing reps?” Izuku gestured to himself, starting to stand up to continue the training. 

“Do it again.” Was all Todoroki said, his face full of sincerity yet seemed to be confused. 

He wanted to feel it again, to feel what he’s been missing out on all these years. To feel loved. To feel something, and with tickling he felt so much. He felt happy, loved, carefree. 

“Todoroki-kun? Are you sure? You want me to tickle you?” He questioned, unsure if he heard him correctly. 

“Yes. Why won’t you?” God, the boy didn’t experience tickling enough to understand that most people hate being tickled and that it isn’t a common thing to just outright ask for it. 

He felt his heart soften though, the boy found something he enjoyed and probably reminded him of something he didn’t have. Who was he to deny him? He got everything in life, especially motherly love.. 

“Okay, but you need to tell me when to truly stop, we’ll have a safe word. Icyhot.” Todoroki rolled his eyes at that. “Do you want me to tickle you gently or maybe something Bakugo style?” 

He could sense a little fear in the bi-color haired boy once he mentioned Bakugo’s method of tickling. Once Bakugo starts on you, you don’t get a single break until you’re about to pass out. Maybe that was too rough for a first time, maybe they should start with something gentler. 

“We don’t have to do that! I swear! It was just a stupid suggestion!” Midoryia began apologizing, not wanting to ruin his experience with tickling so fast. 

“Midoryia, just tickle me.” There was a hint of desperation in his voice, and Izuku calmed down now, realizing it didn’t have to be anything special, he just wanted the action itself as it was. 

He instructed the boy to lay on his back, asking permission to straddle his waist (which was given) before going further. 

“Do you want any type of restraint? Or would you feel more comfortable with none at all?” He was quick to answer that he didn’t want to be restricted, a bit of anxiety coming with that answer as well that Midoryia picked up on. 

Gently, he began to spider the lee’s sides, starting off experimentally. It wasn’t crazy ticklish there, but it got him squirming and a smile forming. Drifting from his sides he went more towards his midsection, traveling up to his ribs. Applying a bit more pressure now, a few giggles escaped. 

“Come on, Shoto. Let me hear that cute laugh of yours.” He gently teased, he knew Todoroki wasn’t used to teases, and he didn’t want to patronize him or make him feel helpless. He was rewarded by the giggles turning into belly laughs, the same laugh he heard earlier, the one that caught his heart. 

Midoryia switched up tactics from scribbling against his ribs to massaging. God, the boy damn near screamed! He kept thrashing from left to right, but primarily to the right. There was warmth on his fingers suddenly...actually...all over his body. But only on the left side? 

“Todoroki? Are you okay? You’re getting warm, are you trying not to use your quirk?” He asked, genuinely concerned. 

“N-no. Uhm,” He was trying to calm down a bit to answer, “When I blush my entire left side gets a bit warmer.” 

Midoryia couldn’t help but smile, that was the cutest shit ever. He continued, curious about where else the boy was ticklish at. His ribs seemed to be a hot spot but he wanted to explore new places. Skittering his fingers up to the boys neck now, he was rewarded with louder laughs. 

“MIHIHIHDORYIHIHIA!” Todoroki happily laughed out, his hands trying to grasp the fingers teasing his neck and collarbone. 

“Yes, Todoroki?” But no answer came, just more happy laughter. 

Todoroki has never felt this...this...relaxed. There was absolutely nothing on his mind except the tickly feeling and how nice it was. 

“What if I tickle here? Does that tickle?” Those damn teases followed by wiggling fingers traveling towards his underarms but there was no response.

“It does not. Why does it not? Am I broken?” His voice seemed sad, as if tickling was an item that he damaged. 

“No! No, not at all. Some people just aren’t as ticklish in some areas while others are. Like for example, uhm. You may not be ticklish here but you could be ticklish elsewhere...like...here!” He scanned his body, trying to find an odd place to be ticklish before his eyes fell upon the boy’s hands.

Midoryia glided his fingernails carefully over his palms, noticing his eyes widen and giggles stream from his mouth. Squirming constantly, it was hard to stay on top of him. 

“Wow, Todoroki-kun! You’re really ticklish here! I wonder if it will work on you...it always worked on Bakugo when we were kids...” The statement made him shiver, if it worked on Bakugo of all people what was in store for him? 

Shoto eyed the green haired boy as he lifted his palm to his lips and blew. His eyes didn’t stay on him long though, he threw his head back cackling, his back completely arched. The sensation was overwhelming, his mind couldn’t focus on anything other than the tingling sensation that shot all over his hand and up his arm. He could barely catch his breath before Midoryia blew rapsberry. He tried pushing his head away, wildly kicking his feet, tiny fire sparks coming off him on one side and little snowflakes off the other. 

“PLEHEHEHE!” He couldn’t even form a sentence!

“You know the safeword if the tickling is too tickly for the number one ticklish hero~” Midoryia teased, continuing to scratch and trace the little lines on his palm. 

“IIHIHIHICY HOHOHOHOT!!” He pleaded, tears of mirth streaming down his face. 

The tickling came to an immediate halt and Midoryia got off his classmate, who immediately curled up into a ball grabbing his midsection, still drunk off giggles. 

“Are you okay? Did- did I go to far? I’m sorry if I did-” Mindless rambles poured out of Izuku’s mouth before being interrupted. 

“No. It was fun. Thank you, Midoryia. I can see why everyone engages in this play around school. They never include me though.” He seemed to be confused as to why he was left out of something fun. 

“I’m unsure, I don’t think they meant it Shoto, but I don’t think that will last too much longer. I’ll make sure of it.” He smiled, playfully teasing his palm, causing ice to shoot out and make Midoryia scream. 

“You could of done that the entire time?!” 

“Yes. But you weren’t hurting me, so there was no reason to. You caught me off guard this time.” 

“Right, okay, note to self: you need to be aware before you’re tickled or else I might die.” That got a Todoroki chuckle (basically a puff of air) as they both stood up. 

“Continue practice?” Todoroki suggested. 

“You aren’t tired?!” 

“No, why would I be tired? All you did was tickle me.”