Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
A/N: @made-by-jade-222 , you're my favorite writer and I’m so glad you're back. You made your stories feel so special and made me feel happy. My favorite stories that you used to write was EraserMic family and I really loved those stories so I thought up this fic that reminded me of you. Maybe when you get around and get a chance to read this, I want to let you know that you feel special to me 💖
Summary: Eri wakes up from a nightmare and runs to her daddy and papa. Aizawa and Yamada did everything they could to comfort their baby except for one method. A method that will always gets her to smile and ready to go back to sleep again.
Lers: Yamada and Aizawa
Lee: Eri
Words: 960
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Eri stirred in her sleep, her face contorted in fear. She murmured something unintelligible, and her body shook as if she was trying to escape something. It seemed that Eri was having a nightmare, her subconscious mind struggling with some unseen terror.
Suddenly, Eri awoke from her nightmare with a start. Tears began streaming down her face as she realized the dream's terror was not absolute. She felt overwhelmed with emotion and began to cry, her body shaking with each sob. She was filled with a sense of relief that it was only a dream, but the fear it had caused still lingered.
She quickly got off her bed and sprinted out of her room. She was eager to get to her dad and papa's room. Tears streamed down her face as she called out to her parents. “Daddy! Papa!” She shouted, her voice echoing down the hallway. She was eager to get to them, to be in their arms, and have them comfort her.
Eri burst into her parent's room and found Aizawa and Yamada sitting comfortably on the bed, seemingly minding their own business. Upon seeing Eri, they quickly dropped whatever they were doing and got worried, as she looked so scared.
“Eri, sweetheart, what happened?” Yamada asked. Eri began to cry again and ran up to their bed. She crashed into Aizawa’s arms and sobbed in his chest. He gently tried to comfort her, saying, “Hey, hey, hey, it’s alright, Eri. It’s okay.” His words seemed to have a calming effect on her, but she was still shaken up.
Aizawa asked, "What happened, Eri?" Eri wiped her face and sniffled before responding. "I had a really bad dream. You and Papa were gone. I thought something happened to you, and I got scared," She said.
Yamada frowned as he gently rubbed Eri's back. His voice was full of love and compassion as he spoke. "I'm so sorry that happened to you, honey. We love you so much, Eri, and we will never leave you. You are so important to us, and we will always be here for you."
He kissed Eri on the forehead and held her along with Aizawa until she stopped crying. With a final hug and a gentle smile, he let her go and looked into her eyes. “How’re you feeling?” Yamada asked.
“A little better,” Eri said. “Will you be able to go back to sleep tonight?” Aizawa asked. “I don’t know. I’m still scared.” Eri trembled. She was still afraid to go back to sleep after experiencing a dreadful dream.
Yamada snapped his fingers after he thought up of an idea. “How about we tell you a story about a monster who can protect you while you sleep?” He suggested. Eri tilted her side. “A monster?” “Yeah, and he’s a nice monster, too,” Aizawa added.
“What kind of monster?” Eri asked. Yamada gave her a sly smile. “It’s a special monster,” He said. “It only comes out when you’re really scared.” “Here,” Aizawa picked her up and adjusted Eri to lay on her back against his belly. “This kind of monster uses a special technique to get laughing if your sad.”
“What kind of monster is he, daddy?” Eri asked. “He’s the tickle monster!” Yamada shouted out of nowhere and started to tickle her sides, making her giggle. Eri squealed with laughter as Yamada tickled her. "Ehehehehehehehehe papahahahaha!" She said between laughs and curled her arms against her sides.
“And the tickle monster had decided to come to visit!” Aizawa joined his husband to tickle Eri. She wiggled side to side when she felt fingers fluttering against her belly.
“Ehehehehehehehe it tihihihihickles!” Eri squealed. “He tickles you under here,” Yamada tickled Eri under her arms. “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
“He tickles you over here,” Aizawa scratched her sides. “Ehehehehehehehehe nohohohohoho!”
“He tickles you all sorts of places just to get you laughing and squirming all over the place until you feel all better!” Yamada taunted Eri as he continued to dug his fingers into her underarms.
“Papahahahahahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!” Eri kicked her legs and rolled around, filling the room with the sound of her sweet laughter.
Yamada gasped. “I know another good place to tickle!” He scooted down the bed and grabbed hold of one of Eri’s ankles. “Your cute little feet!”
“Not my feheheheet, papahahahaha!” She cried as she tried to pull her leg away from one of the tickle monsters, but the other tickle monster pulled her back down and tickled her tummy.
“You're not going anywhere, little miss! Not until I had my fill!” Aizawa said playfully. He kept her on his lap while Yamada skittered his fingers all over Eri’s foot. “Ehehehehehehehehe nohohohohoho! Daddyehehehe! Papahahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
Eri kicked her leg to get her papa to let go, but Yamada got a tight grip and tickled her toes. “Deliver the final blow, Shouta!” He encouraged. Aizawa smirked and lifted Eri’s pajama shirt to blow a deadly raspberry. His stubble made it worse.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DADDYEHEHEHE!” Eri shrieked and tried to push Aizawa’s head away, but it was no use. She didn’t have enough strength to make him stop, and he was a lot stronger than her.
After the two tickle monsters had enough of torturing their daughter, the three of them snuggled closely together. Eri gave a loud and long yawn. “Looks like our little sleepyhead is tired,” Yamada said as he pushed a strand of hair out of her face. Aizawa yawned as well. “I hate contiguous yawns. Yeah, I’m tired as well. Eri can sleep with us for tonight.”
Eri had already fallen asleep before Aizawa noticed and turned off his lamp. “Hmph, goodnight, baby girl.” He and Yamada got comfortable in their bed and ensured Eri was safe and sound asleep.
Warnings: I didn’t proofreaded it yet, so I believe it can get a bit confusing in some parts. Execpt for AizawaxYamada, all the relationships are platonic. Found Family. Ler!Kirishima and Lee!Eri. V brief Ler!Yamada and Ler!Aizawa. Raspberries. Brief angst. All the comfort. Domestic Fluff. Family Fluff. Around 2.000 words
Kanene’s notes: Haaaaappy dayyy @made-by-jade-222! Here is my part of our lovely Secret Santa and I hope you really like it! Also, I know, it’s long but look sdfghjsdfgh first I wanted to make it long because you wrote TWO fics intead of one so you def deserve something v nice and then I got carried away sdfghwqwertert. Well, I still hope it’s enjoyable!
[~*~]
Before, Eri thought that happiness was a dream.
During her darkest days, she remembers imagining about love and care and the warmth that came with those. However, not even years and years of daydreaming could prepare her for the true sea of good feelings that having a family, a true family would bring her.
That love felt like a buzzing, a great electric sensation that made her fingertips twitch on her new clothes (which she chosen, after some gentle prodding and encouraging nods, in a mall trip especially for the occasion) legs swinging on her chair, eyes firmly clued on her Papa’s expression, his gigantic smile, as he opened his gift, with a calm and patience that made her breath hitch in expectation.
Usually, she wouldn’t be so energetic, much more full of small smiles and watching gleamy eyes, but today was special. Just like his Dad explained to her, today they were celebrating, which she came to learn that it meant having nice meals together, sleepovers full of movies and candies and gifts too. It wasn’t like birthdays, though, today was Christmas Eve, what meant that not only one person would be receiving a gift but all the people she loved.
(And here, presents were something special, too. They indicated thinking, caring about the person you gave them to)
And she could be the one giving them. She could be the one giving her love to them.
(There was also a guy called Santa Claus, who gave presents too, but she didn’t trust him.)
So, she was very, very, very excited now. They were exchanging secret presents and Papa was taking forever to see his.
“Yamada-sensei!! Just open it already!” Kirishima groaned when the Voice Hero stopped tearing the shiny red paper of his gift only to shake the dark gray box underneath it with a teasy smile and an exaggerated ‘oooooh, I wonder what is insideeee~’ for the third time. “At this rate we are going to be all old and grumpy when you finally open the box.”
Eri allowed her gaze to travel to Kirishima, who winked at her playfully, showing he wasn’t actually annoyed, letting out a giggle when said yelped at Aizawa and Yamada’s synchronized prodding at his side, squeaking a protest.
Eri was glad he was there. His hair was read just like her and Dad’s eyes, and, even if it took a lot of time for her to gather enough courage to invite him to her special day, she couldn’t help but feel more relaxed about her beaming and more frequent smiles when he laughed so easily and beamed right back at her, even more excited with the Secret Santa.
“No ‘sensei’ outside the dorms and classes, remember, Kirishima?” Hizashi tweaked his nose playfully before finally giving in and opening the box without any more dramatics. He gasped loudly, pulling a few pieces of paper from the dozen ones that filled the box with a distant looking gaze. “Affection tickets?” His eyes bounced from one sentence to another, smile getting bigger and bigger at every single hand made ‘Free Hug’, ‘Free Kiss Attack’ and ‘Free Massage’. His heart melted a bit. “I haven’t seen one of these since high school. Thank you.”
The last part of his sentence was carefully directed to Shouta, who hid his blush behind the camera he used to record and eternalize the moment, ignoring Kirishima’s ‘awwww’ at them. He knew how hard it could be to talk about your needs, and even if they needed to always try to be more open about their feelings, it was nice to have a way to say what they wanted without words.
“I helped Daddy to make those!”
“You did?” Kirishima said, taking a ‘Free Dance’ coupon with cat paws and little stars drawn on it to analyze while Hizashi was too much occupied with his victory dance. He turned at her with a warm grin. “Those drawings are yours, Eri? They’re amazing!”
She ducked her head, softly whispering a ‘thank you’ before her attention being caught by Hizashi’s happy “I knew it! I guess this is a win for me.”
“It’s not like I was trying to be secretive about it.” Aizawa rolled his eyes fondly at his husband’s attics, pausing his video and passing the device to Hizashi as he standed, walking to the small pile of gifts in the corner of their dining table, pretending he wasn’t grinning at Hizashi’s thankful forehead kiss.
“Why did Papa win?” Eri seemed momentarially torn between watching Shouta opening his own gift and looking at Kirishima before deciding to stare confusily at the red haired boy, her head twitching slightly. “We are playing a game?”
“Sort of?” Eijirou tilted his head back, his finger scratching his cheek. "Technically, in Secret Santa we were supposed to try to guess who gave our gift at the end, after everyone had already opened theirs. If you guess who gave yours right it’s a win, even if there is no prize in the end, but it’s always fun to try to get it right!”
Kirishima expected a lot of things with his answer, but not the fearful eyes that found his, Eri’s tune being lower than previously when she answered him. “Did I make Daddy lose?”
“No, no. I never cared about winning this game, anyway.” Aizawa, who had been watching this exchange closely, laid his present on the tabletop, voice soft as he crouched to be in Eri’s gaze level, holding her hands when they started to turn into tight closed fists and squeezing them reassuringly.
“Yeah.” Hizashi agreed, also stepping close, showing her a reassuring smile when she turned his way. “Your daddy never really tried to really hide who he got on Secret Santa, but see this way! Now that I know who gave me my present I can be sure to attack the right person with butterfly kisses! Otherwise I would have to give everyone all the tickly kisses and big hugs until I discovered who got me, right Shou?.”
“Of course.” Aizawa locked his gaze with his partner, having a silent conversation with him before directing his attention back to the small kid. “However, now that he discovered that I got the help of a very nice girl, we will have to share his ‘thank you’.”
Eri only stared at him and then Yamada, confusion still lingering on her face.
“Yes, yes!” Hizashi was quick to take over the conversation, slowly lowering himself to carry their daughter, giving her plenty of time to protest or squirm away, and trying to not coo out loud when understanding filled her expression and she looked at him expectantly. He snuggled her close, resting three kisses on her right cheek, each one followed with a loud, dramatic ‘mwah!’ “And, you know,” He winked at her. “I think I am not the only one who wants to say thank you here…”
A smile escaped her lips when Shouta placed a quick kiss on her right cheek together with a small raspberry.
Kirishima chuckled quietly behind his phone, glad he was able to capture such a cute moment on camera. The gift exchange followed smoothly after that, however, the future hero couldn’t help but notice how Eri, even if much lighter than the moment of the ‘accident’, was still subdued, much quieter and smiley-er than previously.
And, maybe it was only his older brother instincts kicking, but he was going to change that. Eri deserved to feel happy and safe on this day, and he already had a plan to cheer her up, thanks to Hizashi.
He couldn’t help the bounce that took over his frame as he stared at the colorful, well thought and handmade card on his hands where the words “Mainly Hero” shone, his eyes tearing up a bit when he saw a drawing of him, Red Riot, in his hero’s clothes.
“So pretty and mainly!” He cried, proudly showing the present to Aizawa when he asked to see it closer.
“Right!” Hizashi clapped, claiming the attention of everyone in the room. “It’s dessert time so, Shou, dear, can you please set up the movies?”
The one being called nodded, already heading to the living room as the blonde walked in the kitchen’s direction.
It was his moment, now.
“Eri, pssst, Eri!”
She turned to him, blinking.
“I need your help.”
That got a stronger reaction from her, who scampered out of her chair and got closer to him, eager to be a hero to her heroes.
“So cute!” Kirishima cried internally.
“Are you hurt, Eijirou?”
“No, no!” He quickly shook his hands in dismissal, trying to dissipate the worry in her gaze. “I actually need your help for a very important mission.” He lowered himself, whispering. “I need to discover who was the amazing person who was my Secret Santa to give them all my thanks! They gave me a really nice gift, you know? I would love to have her, uh, I mean, them! To sign up my card so I can hang it on my room’s wall and never forget their kindness.”
“You… you want to hang it in your room?”
“Of course! Such a great gift should never be hidden. I want to cherish it forever!”
She ducked her head and played with the rem of her shirt, proudness blossoming on her chest. She was happy Kirishima liked it. Very happy. Telling him it was her who did it would be safe, she decided, but she couldn’t help the light anxiety she felt.
“I was thinking,” Eijirou’s tune was softer now, his eyes dancing across the house, looking from the living room to the kitchen. “You know that family a lot, don’t you? Maybe you can help me to solve this mystery?”
He smiled at her. She decided he was safe. She nodded with resolution.
“It was me.”
“You?!” Eijirou gasped and then beamed, as if nothing in the world could make him happier in that moment. “You are my secret santa?! Eri, that is so amazing!” He hugged her, who eagerly returned the gesture, giggling happily, legs kicking when he got up and spun with joy. “Eri! That means now I can give you all my thank you tickles!”
“Tickles?” She stared at him with a shiny in her eyes, a hint of a squeal on her voice.
“And raspberries too.” He nodded seriously. “It’s the tradition, you know. Just like Hizashi-san has his thank you butterfly kisses, I have my thank you tickly-tickles!” He adjusted his grip on her so he could free his hand, teasily wiggling his fingers at her. “Full of silly wiggly wiggles and scribbly scribbles!”
She squealed and hid her face on his neck, a couple of titters escaping and slightly tickling his neck. Oh well, he could endure a few tickles if that meant keeping such a joyful expression on his little sister. Then, he attacked, being careful as his fingers scratched her ribs, prodding and poking every single one before worming his hand under her armpit, fishing louder laughter.
“Kirihihihihihi!” She kicked her legs, squirming happily around. “Ahahahaha! It tihihihickles!”
“Yes, it does! That is why they’re called Thank You Tickles. You have such wonderful giggles, Eri-chan!” After a couple of minutes, he decided to give her a breather, changing his attacks to lightly tickle her neck, leading a sea of titters to fill the room. "Thank you for making my gift, I loved, loved, loved it!” At each word he gave her side a small, quick squeeze.
“Yohohohoou’re welcome! Ehehehe!”
Kirishima chuckled as he waited a couple of minutes for the uncontrollable giggles to end, which took way longer than the normal because, everytime their eyes locked together, he insisted on making a silly face, starting all the laughter again.
“No more silly faces!!” She pushed his face away, hiding her own on his chest, and how could he ever say no to this?
“No more silly faces, I promise.” He agreed, finally letting their laughter disappear.
Then his eyes got a dangerous gleam.
“Do you want to know how much I love your gift?”
Eri, the pure, innocent angel, beamed and nodded.
“Thiiiiiiiiiiiiis amount!!!” He took the biggest breath he could muster, lowering his head and delivering a gigantic raspberry on her tummy. For the next few seconds, only squeals, belly laughter and snorts could be heard in the house.
After such an attack, Kirishima snuggled her close, hugging and slightly swaying her body from a side to another as her remaining giggles hit his neck and her arms returned his embrace, the incident completely forgotten.
“Love you, lil sis.”
“Love you too, Eiji.”
When Kirishima opened his eyes, he couldn’t help the light blush that covered his cheeks as he noticed Aizawa and Hizashi’s grin, the latter proudly holding his phone, probably adding a new video to the gallery.
“Noooo.” He half-heartedly complained, lowering Eri on the ground, who immediately ran to her Papa to tell how much Kirishima liked her gift.
That way, with both occupied in their conversation, Kirishima was left alone to notice the exact moment Aizawa’s fond gaze turned into something much more playful and dangerous.
“Thank you tickles? Now, that is a very interesting tradition to discover.” Suddenly, shivers were running across the red haired boy's spine, adrenaline filling his veins. “Especially considering you were my Secret Santa.”
Triple Threat (Kirishima, Iida, Midoriya, and Eri)
Summary: Eri manages to have a camera and records a fluffy moments of three heroes in training. Litle did she know she would get it.
-----
Eri was walking down one of the hallways of the 1-A dorms, looking over the new camera she had gotten for a birthday present last week.
"This is neat. Dad sure knows how to get a good camera." she grinned, looking over the camera's design and detail. It was a hand-held camera that was able to film in high definition and was also able to upload videos onto the internet.
"Now, what should I record first?" Eri asked himself. There wasn't that much activity in the castle, so there wasn't anything worthy of being recorded.
Just then, a grunt and loud thud were heard in the next room. Eri rushed over to see what was going on. She went into the training facility where the noises were coming from and saw none other than his savior Izuku Midoriya in the middle of a fighting session with his friends, Eijiro Kirishima and Tenya Iida. The redhead watching by the sidebench as he cheered for the both.
"You need to pick up the pace when you're around stronger opponents, Midoriya. And I am no exception." Iida chuckled warmly but being serious at the same time. Since Ojiro and Kendou were out on patrol that morning, he had volunteered to help Izuku with his combat skills.
"Oh, I can be quick." Midoriya joked as he rushed over to his trainer, but Iida moved over to the side and grabbed one of Midoriya's arms and held it behind the cadet, bringing him down on one knee. "Hey, let go." Kirby struggled. "Go Midoribrooo!" cheered Kirishima.
"You can't rush in like that either. You have to focus on one particular area of your opponent, as well as his behavior. That's what I did with you." Iida pointed out, as he released Midoriya. "Now, focus." He reminded the scout as he punched out, but Midoriya ducked down just in time and jabbed his fist into Iida's chest area.
"Oof, Ha-ha. Good, that was perfect. You caught me while I was focused on your face..." Iida commented but then caught Midoriya in a headlock. "...But you should never let your guard down."
"Hey, you cheated!" Midoriya grunted playfully as he freed himself. While the two were busy with their practice, Eri saw this as a perfect opportunity to get out his camera and film the action. "This is so cool," she whispered since he did not want his presence to be known. After seeing a series of punches, kicks, tackles, head butts, and other moves, Iida had Midoriya on his stomach, while he held onto his leg high over the cadet's back, making him groan as well as reach over to make the human sonic let him go. "Okay, okay! You win. Let me go!"
"Very well." Iida said as he released Midoriya and the other student was left to stretch his leg. "You have done well. Let's take a break, and you look like you may need it."
But Midoriya had some other plans, he was not going down that easily. As his trainer started to walk to the exit, Midoriya got up and ran up to Iida, tackling him from behind, and the two fell to the floor. He tried to get up, but he was in a headlock and Midoriya was grinning at him.
"Midribro, I said we could take a break." Kirishima joined them as he giggled.
"You should never let your guard down. Now, Tenya, who does that sound like?" Midoriya joked but then Iida twisted himself around and Midoriya lost his grip and fell on to his back. Taking advantage of the situation, Kirishima joined as he helped, him trapping Izuku's elbows under his knees, and Midoriya could not move away. He was trapped.
As Eri continued filming he could never picture what would happen next. The two chuckled evilly as they looked down and stared into Izuku's fear-tainted eyes, Kirishima and Iida looking at each other before nodding as their eyes are glowing with playfulness.
"Using my own words against me, are you?" Iida grinned, "Well, let's see how you deal with...THIS!"
Soon Midoriya bursted with the loudest and happiest laughter Eri had ever heard. She was even more surprised to see what Iida was doing to Midoriya. Ingenium was tickling Deku at what appeared to be his armpits, and the brocoli boy was screaming with happy laughter, squirming hard with Kirishima holding him hard.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Midoriya laughed as Iida's hands tickled him harder.
"Think you can deal with that? Hmmm? No, I guess you can't. Cootchie cootchie coo! Cootchie cootchie cootchie coo! I'm going to tickle you until you explode~" Kirishima teased playfully, his hands moving to Izuku's ribs and tickled him there to aid the human sonic.
Midoriya could not do a thing to save himself due to his baby side taking over every time he is tickled. He was left completely at his friends' mercy, and it seemed like both Kirishima and Iida was not going to give him any mercy. Eri's eyes almost doubled in size over what was happening. It seemed to be very strange for the two to tickle him, but it was somehow very cute at the same time. He had almost always seen the three as brothers, even though the were not related. The much training, this seemed to be an always rare occasion for students who would be soon facing the harsh realities of the world.
As he watched the tickle torture, Eri couldn't help but let out a tiny giggle. That giggle made both Kirishima and Iida stop ticklish torture and turned his head to the sound.
"Hey! Why did you stop?" Mdioriya gasped, wishing Iida didn't stop but then looked to what Iida and Kirishima were looking at. "Oh, Eri! Uhh, what are you doing here?" He asked sheepishly.
"I was just walking around when I heard you guys and went to check on you," Eri exclaimed while hiding the camera behind her back. "For a moment I thought there was trouble."
The trio got up and chuckled. "Well, there was no trouble, Eri. I was in the middle of a training session with Midoriya since Ojiro isn't here." Iida said, keeping a hand on Midoriya's shoulder. "And, uhh. Ehem.... About what happened earlier, we were just, uh, oh boy." Kirihisma joined in as he sighed, feeling lost for words.
"It's okay, guys. There's no need embarrassed because you were tickling Deku. I thought it was kind of cute, and you both looked like you were having fun." Eri smiled, showing her three friends that she didn't find the tickling weird.
"That's good to know, buddy. Just promise you won't tell, okay?" Midoriya asked, smiling as well.
"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me." Eri nodded, but she used both hands to gesture what she said, and had revealed her camera without her knowing. This made the three do a double take.
"Hey, is that a camera? Were you...filming us?" Kirishima asked.
"What, I...Oh, Uhh well you see...I ... I... Uhh-" Eri sputtered, now afraid of what was going to happen, and her fears were correct when Ingenium, Deku, and Red Riot looked at each other and then looked back at her, devious smiles on their faces. "Gotta go!" She spoke quickly before she made a mad dash to the doors with how fast her little legs can carry her but was suddenly tackled and pinned by Kirishima, earning a squeal.
"Well, what are we going to do with him, fuys? She taped our little moment, and I have a feeling he was going to show this around the dorms." Kirishima snickered. Eri soon began to whimper that she wasn't and that she wouldn't break his promise.
"I know you would never break a promise, Eri. But since you have footage of our moment together, I am afraid you will have to be punished for eavesdropping." Midoriya shook his head, chuckling as the trio sat on the ground. Eri struggled to break loose but was held down with his arms held above his head by Midoriya as well as his feet.
"Come on! Please don't! Let me go! I'll delete the film!" Eri pleaded, but that gave Iida an idea.
"Since you have film our tender moment, we shall film your tender moment with us." And with that, Kirishima pressed the record button on the camera and set it where it would observe everything. "All right, let us begin." Iida said in a playful tone as he used both of his hands and began tickling Eri around her tummy.
"Ahahahahahahahahahahaha! Hey! Nohohohohohohoho! Stop it! You're tickling me!" Eri giggled as he felt Izuku and Tenya's hands wiggle and poke around her stomach and sides. To make things worse, Iida's hands began to focus on tickling her sensitive stomach, and Eri flipped out, screaming like banshee.
"Aww, look how ticklish he is, Midoriya-kun. Cootchie cootchie coo!" Iida teased.
"Hey, let me have a try on his feet." Izuku said and Kirishima, who saw, acknowledged as he went to wrapped the little girl gently in his hands, only his feet were in the open as the brocoli hero removed the shoes and socks Eri wore and started to tickle them. "Cootchie cootchie coo! Who's got ticklish feet~?" joked.
"AHHHHHH! Nohohohohohoho! Not my feet! Stohohohohohohohohop!" Eri screamed as her feet suffered.
After about a few minutes of his feet being tickled, Eri was then placed back on the ground and Midoriya took hold of his arms and held them up. "Okay, guys. She's all yours." he nodded.
"Now for the last part." Iida and Kirishima both laughed as his hands attacked Eri's exposed underarms and tickled here and there, good and long.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Eri screamed his head off as his armpits were tortured by Meta's gloved hands.
"Looks like you found his ticklish spot. Just like mine." Midoriya giggled as Kirishima and Iida kept tickling his side mate.
"Yes, it seems I have. Gitchy goo~." Kirishima continued to tease the horned reset girl as his hands jabbed a little harder, but not too hard to harm the girl.
Finally, Eri was released and was left breathless on the floor, but was then hugged by Iida, feeling his hand stroking her back. "Easy, easy, Eri. You are all right now. Take your time to recover. Forgive me, Midoriya-kun, and Kirishima-kun for going a little overboard." He cooed.
"It's alright. I deserved it. That was fun, I have to admit. Maybe we should have tickle fights more often. It's probably a little better than combat training anyway." Eri smiled as he then fell asleep, mostly from the tickling. The trio just chuckled sweetly and carried the girl out of the training room and into the common room where the three of them would rest. As they walked down to the quarters even they had to admit that Eri was right, for tender moments like that were meant to be shared with everyone you loved and cared for, even if it was tickles.
A/N: A great friend of mine requested the first time for this kind of fic and I was so happy for him to request this cute fic so I hope he likes it!
Summary: Eri wanted Midoriya to read her a bedtime story but after she’s restless and isn’t tired at all. Midoriya knows just the thing to tire her out
Ler: Midoriya
Lee: Eri
Words: 1,893
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Are you excited, Eri?” Mirio asked, glancing at the rearview mirror and seeing the small girl sitting perfectly in the middle seat. “Mmhmm!” Eri smiled widely and nodded. Eri was so excited; it was like watching her bounce off the walls like Gran Torino. She was going to see Class 1-A tonight, especially Deku, and Aizawa couldn’t be happier to see her again.
“Wow, Eri is coming over tonight?!” Mina asked excitedly, almost squealing at this rate. “Yes, but only tonight, and I expect everyone to be on their best behavior,” Aizawa said sternly. “Yes, sir!”
Aizawa had also told his class that Mirio and Eri would arrive at 6; it seemed that time had fasted forward because Mirio and Eri were already there. All the girls shrieked and ran up towards Eri.
“Oh my god! It’s so good to see you, Eri!” “You look so cute!” “My heart can’t take it!”
Eri felt happy about receiving this kind of gentleness or however someone would put it with attention. All the girls loved her as if she was their little sister.
“Mirio, hi!” Midoriya said and walked up to him. “Oh, hey there, Midoriya!” Mirio greeted back. Mirio and Midoriya observed the girls crowding Eri. “Has her horn gotten smaller?” Midoriya asked.
“Yep! And her quirk hadn’t activated for over a while now, so it’s still a good sign.” Mirio said. Midoriya sighed. “I’m glad she’s doing better.” “We’re going to keep it that way. I don’t want her to get hurt again,” Mirio added.
“Alright, class, I’m sure Eri has had a long drive, so she might be a little exhausted. Give her some space.” Aizawa said. As soon as the girls took a step back, Eri turned around and saw Midoriya.
She gasped loudly. “Mr. Deku!” Eri ran up to him and jumped in his arms. Midoriya held onto her tightly. “Hi, Eri! Are you excited for tonight?” Eri happily nodded. “So, what’s for dinner?” Hagakure asked. “Oh shoot! I totally forgot to get the pizzas from the car!” Mirio exclaimed and got himself out the door. “I’ll be back!”
So after an hour later of the class having pizza night, everyone had their bellies full and grew tired. “Wow, that was so good!” Ashido said as she looked like she would pass out from having a full stomach.
Bakugou started to walk away. “I’m going to bed.” He said. Kaminari looked over the couch. “What?! Come on, Bakugou, stay with us for a little longer!” “No!”
Kaminari groaned loudly and turned to Kirishima. “Kiri! Do something!” He whined. Kirishima rolled his eyes and shook his head with a chuckle. “Hey, Bakugou, why not hang out with us for a little longer. You usually go to bed before 8, right? It’s 7:22, so maybe we won’t keep you any longer than 7:45. Whatta you say?” Kirishima gave out his convincing smile at Bakugou.
Bakugou growled in his throat. “Fine.” He turned around and walked back to the couch to sit next to Kirishima with his arms crossed over his chest.
Eri began to rub her eye and let out a small yawn. “Are you getting sleepy, Eri?” Mirio asked. Eri nodded. “I guess it is time for bed anyway,” Aizawa said, who was beside Mirio.
Mirio gently held Eri’s hand and started to walk toward the halls. “Can I have Deku tell me a bedtime story?” She asked. Mirio looked down at her and just smiled sweetly at her. “Of course, you can. Here, let’s go ask him.”
Mirio and Eri turned around and walked back to the common area. Eri slipped her hand out of Mirio’s and walked ahead of him. She spotted where Midoriya was rather quickly, sitting on the couch reading something on his phone.
“Deku?” Eri spoke softly. Midoriya glanced over to the side of the couch where Eri was as she curled her fingers together. “Hey, Eri. Is everything okay?” He asked. Eri nodded. Before she could give out her request to Midoriya, Mirio finally caught up with Eri.
“Fast little thing,” Mirio said and ruffled her hair, making her giggle. “Eri here actually walked over here just to ask if you could read her a bedtime story.”
Midoriya thought his heart was going to burst. He smiled genuinely at Eri. “Of course, I would, Eri!” Midoriya got up from the couch and held Eri’s hand as they walked to a room where Eri would be sleeping.
“So, Eri, what kind of story do you want me to read?” Midoriya asked. “A made-up one!” Eri chirped. Midoriya chuckled and sat on the bed. “Okay, then come here.”
Eri crawled across her bed towards Midoriya and snuggled herself against his side. “This story is about… a little green rabbit,” Midoriya smiled at himself after coming up with this story. Eri slanted her hand a little. “A green rabbit?” “Mmhmm!”
“There once was a little green rabbit that was… a bit different from the other rabbits. In fact, the green rabbit was born slow, so he couldn’t catch up to the others, but the green mama rabbit loved him just the same. The little green rabbit always dreamed of running faster than anyone else across the meadow, but they never came true,”
“Does the rabbit’s dreams come true?” Eri asked, clenching her stuffed bear. Midoriya smiled. “They did, Eri; it just happened later on.” “Oh, okay!”
“So one day, the little green rabbit met a strange animal,” Midoriya immediately thought up what the strange animal would be and smiled. “It was a blonde wolf pup. He wasn’t like the other wolf pups in his pack. He always wanted to be stronger and better than everyone else. He has this snarky attitude along with his fierce pride. Some animals think he’s fantastic for his determination and strength, while others are afraid of him because he’s always scary and yells, but the little green rabbit wasn’t scared of him. The blonde wolf pup wasn’t scared of anything and didn’t even have anything to worry about. So every day, the little green rabbit would play with the blonde wolf pup until both of them grew a bit older. The little green rabbit and the blonde wolf pup weren’t so little anymore, and they grew up together. The blonde wolf was still the same, and so was the green rabbit. One night, when the green rabbit was sleeping, he dreamed of himself on the edge of the meadow. Slowly, he moved across the meadow, and surely enough, he was running faster and faster!”
“The rabbit’s dream did come true!” Eri shouted with excitement. “That’s right, Eri!” Midoriya said, joining in her excitement.
“The next morning, the green rabbit caught up with the blonde wolf and challenged him to a race. The blonde wolf said, “Ha! Like you would win against me! Remember, you will always be the slowest rabbit, and I always win!” So the rabbit and the wolf began to race side by side across a meadow. The blonde wolf thought he would win, but in the corner of his eye, the green zoomed past the wolf and won the race! Angry but surprised, the blonde wolf couldn’t believe that the rabbit was suddenly faster than him. The wolf growled at the rabbit and accused the rabbit for being slow on purpose, but the wolf said, “No matter what, I will let every animal know in this forest that I will beat you at your best, and I’ll get to the top!” The only thing the rabbit did was nod and accept his challenge. The end.”
“That’s it?!” Eri asked shockingly. Midoriya chuckled. “Yep, that’s it!” “But what happened to the rabbit and the wolf? Did the rabbit win? Did they become good friends?”
The more Eri asked about the future of Midoriya’s protagonists in his story, the more Midoriya smiled uncontrollably. He ruffled her hair. “I’ll let you decide what happened between the rabbit and the wolf.”
“The rabbit won something, and they still became friends!” Eri exclaimed. Midoriya laughed. “Good enough. Are you ready to go to bed now?” He asked. “I’m not even tired yet!” Eri got up, jumped off the bed, and walked over to the bookshelf, observing what book Midoriya should read. “Then how would I get you to sleep?” Midoriya asked.
Eri shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know.”
Midoriya thought up an idea after all. “You know, I think I left out a part in the story.” He said. Eri gasped. “Really?” Midoriya nodded. “Mmhmm! Get closer.”
Eri got herself back on the bed and scooted closer in front of Midoriya. “On some nights when the baby green rabbit wasn’t tired enough for bedtime, the mama green rabbit came up with a trick. She scooped up the baby rabbit!” Midoriya picked up Eri by the underarms and held her in the air on cue. “Laid him down flat on his back,” He settled her down on her back in front of him. Eri already started to giggle uncontrollably. “And then the mama rabbit suddenly... tickled him!” Midoriya dove his hands towards Eri’s belly and scribbled his fingers over her pajama shirt.
“Ehehehehehehehehehehe!” Eri wiggled and blocked everywhere Midoriya tickled her. “She would tickle, tickle, tickle his little fuzzy tummy!” He went from scribbling to drilling his fingers into her belly.
“Ahahahahahahaha Deheheku it tihihihihickles!” Eri babbled out. “I know it does, but I need you to keep quiet. I’m not done telling the story. So the mama rabbit tickled and tickled and tickled the baby rabbit right here,” Midoriya left her belly alone and squeezed her sides.
“Ahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
“And tickled over here,” Midoriya skittered up to her ribs.
“Ehehehehehehehe!”
“And then right under here,” He shoved his hands underneath her underarms and dug his fingertips into them.
“Ahahahahahahahahaha nohohohohoho!”
“But the best place to tickle to get the baby rabbit worn out and sleepy when the mama rabbit snatched the baby rabbit’s ankles and tickled every inch of his great big feet!”
Midoriya grabbed one of Eri’s ankles and held it tight as he lightly scribbled all over her little foot.
“Eeehehehehehehehehehe! It tihihihihihickles! Ahahahahahahahahahahaha!” “What about here?” Midoriya went up from her sole to her toes and tickled underneath. “Ahahahahahahahahahaha! Stohohohohop!”
Midoriya let go of her wiggling foot and towered over her belly. “And the last thing that the mama rabbit did before she ended her tickling torment was…!”
Eri squealed in anticipation after Midoriya paused and kept giggling. “Can you guess what the mama rabbit did, Eri?” Midoriya asked with a cheeky grin. “Blow… a raspberry?” “You betcha!”
Midoriya moved her shirt out of the way from covering her belly button, sucked in a deep breath, and blew a big raspberry on her tummy.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Midoriya laughed at how Eri became worn out from the tickling. Her hair was messed up slightly, and her face showed a faint blush. He picked her up gently and placed her on his lap. “Ready to go to bed now, Eri?” He asked.
“Uh-huh,” Eri said softly and let out a yawn. Midoriya moved the covers and placed her carefully on the bed. Eri turned tiredly on her side and pulled the covers to her shoulders. “Good night, Deku.” She said. “Good night, Eri.” Midoriya turned off the lights and left sweet little Eri to sleep for tonight.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
I decided to gather all my Sentence Starters in a post. This is the first round!
Thankys for all the awesome askys and lovely words. It was very fun to rite all of this!
[~.~]
[Is that a smile?]
"Wait, wait," Kaminari stopped the study session, gathering everyone's attention as he got up from his chair, hands resting on the tabletop as he inclined himself on Iida's direction, a grin on his face, "is that a smile?"
Iida immediately blushed, the smile disappearing as he brought his attention back to the notebook in front of him. "No. It was not and I-I apologize for the distraction."
"No, no, wait, dude! Make it come back! Oh, the pain of the seriousness descend upon us again." The blonde cried in faux despair, Kirishima at his side picking up the opportunity of having a break after hours of studying, his eyes flying to the TV's screen behind them.
His eyes sparkled as he saw the characters having a tickle fight on it.
"Bro," he felt a true smirk blossoming on his face, looking his gaze with Kaminari, only to see the same playfulness mirrored at him. "Don't tell me that-"
"AS I WAS SAYING!" Iida immediately cut his sentence, wobbly lips and loud gestures, his gaze flying just about everywhere. "I just remembered I have a very informative and rich book about this topic in my room!" He got up, titters already bubbling on his throat when he noticed his friends following his movements.
He took a few steps away. "I will get it and be back shortly!" Iida adjusted his glasses, strict pose. They wiggled his fingers.
"Don't worry! We will help you."
"Yeah, bro! It wouldn't be very mainly of us to not offer a hand after all the help you gave us, right?"
"Oh," Iida reasoned, "I see."
And then he dashed away.
He managed to just have a few steps before two arms hugged him from behind in a firm, yet gently, grip. The blue haired-boy will forever deny the true squeal that escaped from his lips at this moment, or the barely contained giggles as Kaminari appeared in front of him, fingers clawing the air next to his ribs.
"Now, let's see that dazing smile, shall we?"
[~.~]
[Awww, you’re just a big, strong, giggly bear!]
"Awww, you're just a big, strong, giggly bear!"
Yagi almost could feel the smirk, just as much as he could feel the heat completely taking over his face, smile going from an ear to another, snorts and fast giggles pouring from his lips.
"Am nOT!" His voice failed when Hizashi found a very tickly-ticklish spot right on his upper rib, prodding and poking there, "Nonono nohohoho, wait! Not thehehehere!" his other hand scribbled lightly on his neck, not helping in any way his actual, rather silly, state. "I am!! I ahahaham!"
Now was Hizashi's turn to laugh, taken back with how quickly the number one hero gave up with just a few gently tickles. "Quick like that? Come one, little listener! Where is your resolve? Your determination! You fire!!"
Yagi just shook his head, a squeak running from his mouth. "Plehehehehease!"
"Well, well," Hizashi made a big show of thinking, giving Toshinori some time to take a few breathes, "if you really want me to stop you already know what to say!" And, in a few seconds, he was back at his 'attack', scratching his nails on the other's side, snickering as his friend wiggled on the place.
"No! Anyhihihihi- Anything but thahahahahat!"
"I am waiting. ~"
"Okay! Okay!!! Plehehehehease!" Yamada hummed, slowing his tickles to a finger going up and down Yagi's torso, keeping giggles, yelps and titters filling the air. "I-I ahaham an ahahahamazing friend and peheheherson and - oh gohohohod, no pokes! - and Ihihihi deservehehee nice thihihihihings!"
"I promise I am doing my best!" Midoriya half grunted, half protested, pulling the capture's weapon from his friend and only managing to trap him further on it.
"I can see." Shinsou deadpanned, doing his best to not smirk with the other's slight pout in his direction. He laid his head on the tree behind him, closing his eyes, already accepting his fate to hear Aizawa's complaints of him being reckless for doing extra training with a new move and no supervision. "I am going to die here. Give everything I have to my cats, except for the Eraserhead's autograph, that will be buried with me."
That time he failed to control his smile when the fanboy gasped. "YOU HAVE AN ERASERHEAD AUTOGRAPH?"
"Yep."
"Shinsou. I need to see it. Now."
"I can't man, I am stuck." And in a flash all Midoriya's efforts where redoubled. "You're really such a fanboy."
"It's an autograph from Eraserhead!!! You know how much rare this is?" He cried (not literally) in response. "Can you try to at least help me?"
Shinsou opened one eye, lazily, the excited gaze staring him back almost made him feel bad about his next words.
Almost.
"Nah, I am going to take a nap."
"WHAT. Shinsou!"
Shinsou didn't answered, keeping his eyes closed.
"Shinsou."
That was, until he felt a squeeze on his hips, a surprised squeal flying from his mouth, eyes flying open.
Midoriya was smiling, eyes gleaming.
"Midoriya." Another couple of squeezes, his body squirmed from a side to other, a wobbly smile starting to take form on his face. "Midohohoriya, don't you da- NO! You suhuhuhuck!"
"Don't worry, Shinsou! With both of us giving our best you will be free in no time! Plus ultra!!"
[~.~]
[Shhh! you gotta be quiet!]
"Shhhh," Sero chastised with no heat on it, trying with all his soul to not laugh out loud with the mess of giggles and half-French sentences that was Aoyama. "You gotta be quiet! You don't want Aizawa-sensei finding us wake at this hour, right?"
The other just shrieked on his shoulder, hugging him tighter as Sero concentrated his tickly efforts on the back of his ribs, poking his way to the spine and coming back to re-start the cycle.
"Çahahah chatouille! So muhuhuhuch!"
"Sorry, man, I literally understood nothing you just said."
"Mehehehercy! Sero, mercyhihihihi"
"I know that one!" Sero beamed at the change to tease more his friend, happy in see the previous bad mood from the blonde's nightmare disappearing at each snicker. "Merci is 'thank you'. Awwww, you're welcome man! You know I am always here, even if it is to tickle-tickle-tickle all your sadness away!"
Aoyama yelped at the silliness, attempting to concentrate, words and languages losing meaning on his mind. He still tried, nevertheless.
"Tickles!!!! It tihihihihickles!" The black haired boy changes his technique to scribble all over Aoyama's neck, fishing a couple of squeaky giggles. "Non, Sero, non!"
"Yes! Tickles! It's such a cute word, right?" Sero ignored his friend's denying, especially as his words were accompanied by the other melting more on the hug, arms never pushing him away. "And it has a nice ring on it. Like, tickle tickle tickle tickle tickly ticklish tickles. ~"
Giggles and snickers cut the night, filling their hearts and smiles with warmth and joy, and, at this moment, that was all that mattered.
[~.~]
[ "You can't be serious about this." ]
"You can't be serious about this."
"Well, you dipshit, I clearly am! Let me fucking go, now!" For the fifth time, Bakugou struggled - not enough to really escape, but both decided to be quiet about this detail - on Todoroki's hold that pinned him on the floor of his room. Colored eyes stared him back, blinking a few times, curious.
"WHAT." He questioned, ignoring the slight heat to dust his cheeks.
"So, you're not ticklish?"
"Of fucking course I am not. I am not weak like you extras!"
Todoroki hummed and poked his stomach. "I don't think it's a weakness." He watches with analyzing eyes the way the other squirmed and his lips were pressed firmly, looking for any real discomfort but receiving only a 'tsk' on his way. Huh. Adorable.
Poke. Poke. Poke. A quick scribble. Prodding. Prodding. Prodding.
"And this looks like it's affecting you."
"That is because - tch, stop that damn pohoking! - you keep touching me, you half and half creep!"
"No, I think it's because you're awfully ticklish." He wormed his hand to the blonde's armpit, scratching there and freeing a tiny smile for the way his friend's chest shook with trapped laughter. "I am ticklish too."
Bakugou's eyes gleamed with a dangerous light. "I am getting you back!"
Todoroki hummed, nodding and letting go of Bakugou's hands, immediately attacking the boy's armpits with a vigor that resulted in a mix of crackles and loud laughter.
"Okay," he dodged from Katsuki's hands, which flied on his direction, trying to tickle any available ticklish spot they could find. "I won't let you succeed, then."
[~.~]
[ Theeeere we go! There’s my happy girl/boy! ]
"Theeeere we go! There's my happy girl!" Eri squealed in response, squirming, wiggling and thrashing in an attempt to escape the nimbly fingers scribbling on her armpits, her legs kicking just about everywhere. "That is right! Hear those awesome laughter! Oh, is there a song more melodious than that? I don't think so."
"Paaaapaaa!!" The younger girl protested, "don't behehe mehehehean!"
"Sorry, sweetie, but there is no Papa here!" Hizashi stopped the tickling in order to hold the girl in the air, his 'malefic' grin losing for a second its evilness to show a genuine smile as Eri giggled harder. "I am now the Tickle Monster and I love to tickle sweet little girls just like you! Mwuahahaha!"
"Dahahahahad!" And in less then a second Eri was captured by Aizawa, who held her in a hug, blowing raspberries on her neck. "No! No!" She shrieked in delight "No more tickle monstehehers! Nahaha!"
"You smile is beautiful and don't let anyone say you otherwise." He mumbled, giving her a final, loud raspberry before meeting her eyes. Eri nodded, reminiscent giggles and squeaks still escaping from her mouth, especially when Yamada decided to crush both in a bear hug.
[~.~]
[ “Come on bro-you needed this.” ]
"Come on, bro," Kirishima tried to not laughter out loud as Bakugou turned at him, flames on his eyes as the bucket - previously full of water - fell from his now wet hair. "You needed this."
Bakugou tensed his legs, arms spreaded, ready to attack.
"I was just, ya know, helping you to cool down."
"I WILL SHOW YOU THE DAMN COOL DOWN, YOU SHITTY HAIR."
Kirishima even tried to dodge and run, however it didn't take more than a minute to find himself laid on the floor, Katsuki pinning his arms under his knees, hands kneading his thighs with vigor enough for him to immediately fell in belly laughter, not that Ejirou would try to hold his reactions, anyway.
"Come on duhuhuhude! Takin- ah, not that! - Tahahahaking revenge! That is sohohoho unmanly!!! Hehehehehehe!"
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT IT BEFORE DUMPING A FUCKING BUCKET ON ME!" Bakugou retorted, with no real harm, hands switching between tickling the thighs and squeezing the calves, eyes attentive in finding the best spots so he could focus there, snorts freely following his actions. "Stupid rock and his stupid puns. I am going to kill that fucking chicken when I see him again."
"Bu-buhuhuhut, bro! Didn't you know that revenge is-"
"Don't you dare!" The blonde attacked his sides, scratching and prodding there, all his efforts concentrated in not letting the other's next words come out. "Don't you fucking dare if you know what is better for you, you shitty hair!!"
Kirishima struggled, crackles flying from the gigantic smile plastered on his face, a playful glint on his eyes showing how much fun he was having with that. He did his best to take a deep breath.
"Don't." His explosive friend warned.
"Dihihidn't you know that revenge is better served cold- nO NO BAHAHAHAHAHAKUGOU! I'M SAHAHAHAHARRY!!"
[~.~]
[Did...did we just break Todoroki?]
"Did..." Midoriya gulped, staring at the teenager still laid on the floor, back turned to them making it impossible to see his previous red face, with a big, full grin stretched on it. He had been like that for the past three minutes. "Did we just break Todoroki?"
Iida peaked from his hiding spot behind the couch, had been dragged there after Midoriya thought the other would be quick and merciless on his revenge. "I don't think so, Midoriya. Maybe he is just resting in order to recover his energies!"
Izuku nodded, hand holding his chin as he frowned in a thoughtful face.
'Or he is planning a sneak attack.' His brain provided and the one with green curls found himself staring at Iida, who still faced their other friend innocently. An evil idea lighted his mind, not even slightly heroic but...
He felt the sudden urge to giggle, the mental image of the serious, taller boy laughing and having fun too much appealing for him to stop his next words. "You should go check him."
"Me?? Why? Don't you think he will ti-" a lightly blush painted Iida's cheeks and he stumbled a bit on his words, adjusting his glasses as distraction, "I mean, attack me?"
'Oh, absolutely.' His mind provided, making it even more difficult to keep his straight face.
"No. And if anything happens you're the quickest one here!" Midoriya beamed, adding when the teen didn't seemed convinced. "And I think he actually fell asleep."
"On the floor?!" Iida was up in an instant, walking on Todoroki's direction. "That is unacceptable! He can suffer from an awful back and neck pain from being on this position for too loONG!"
His last words were broke by a shriek as his legs slipped on the patch of ice created under his feet, making him lose his balance enough for Todoroki to jump and lock an arm around him, digging his fingers on his armpit.
"Boo."
A wall of ice surged in front of Izuku, making him 'eep', Iida's laughter and incoherent babbling filling the air as Shoto clawed his stomach, eyes staring deep into Midoriya's soul when the boy turned to look at him, a playful small smirk plastered on his expression.
"You," the one with green hair felt a shiver run down his spine, a wobbly, excited smile taking over his features "are next."
[~.~]
[ It’s been a while since we’ve done this.]
"It's been a while since we've done this." Her words came out in between reminiscent giggles, the ghost feeling of fingers from their tickle fight still gazing at her skin, the night breeze being enough to lead to a few small yelps before her laughing began to finally die. "I almost forgot how adorably tickle you both are!" She took total advantage of the fact she was laid in the middle of them to distribute a couple of playful pokes.
"Mehe too!" Mirio smiled, bright and happy, pushing her hand away only for her to lightly push him back and both be captured in a roughhousing, his attention being deviated when Tamaki turned to the other side, curling in a ball, silent giggles shaking his body still. "Hey, Amajiki, how didn't you tell me your calves were ticklish?!"
A flustered squeak flew from the shy boy, who needed a few seconds of silence before being able to answer.
"I didn't knew about it too..."
"Aw man! So many tickle fights I could've won!"
"You're welcome! Now, because of my brillant discovering we can enjoy plenty of snorts from our cute Suneater here!" Nejire winked, sneaking a pinch on the blonde's cheek, who retailed with a quick squeeze on her side, both snickering at Amajiki's whine. "Wait, you used to lost the tickle fights?"
"Yeah!!" Togata rolled to pull his childhood friend on a side hug, letting him hide his red face on his neck. "Amajiki has the best sneaky tickly attacks! I never saw it coming before it was too late!" They chuckled. "The best sneaky attacks and the best sq-"
His sentence was stopped by a crackle as two fingers tased his ribs and made him jump away from the other.
"I-" Tamaki gulped, keeping the determined look firm on his face, even as he felt his cheeks burning again as his two friends turned at him with surprised smiles. "I am g-going to ti-tickle you. A-again."
Mirio blew a raspberry at him, Nejire full laughing in the background. "Your neck is almost as bad as his calves, though."
Suddenly her voice was extremely close and Mirio turned around in the exact moment her index finger was almost touching the said spot. "Hey! Don't!"
"Your face!!" She only laughed harder. "Remember... Remember on our first year when I sat behind you?"
"Yes," now was his time to laugh, the memories of high pitched squeaks when the girl would randomly scribble her pencil on his neck flooding their mind. "Mic sensei praised my 'high note', that one time!"
"I think Aizawa sensei almost expelled you both because of those." Tamaki added, in a small - but deeply fond and amused - tone.
"I couldn't help it! You jumped every single time." She protested, too much distracted to notice Togata getting closer, a playful smirk on his face. "It was so cute!"
"I bet it wasn't cute than this!"
"Nono! Mirio!! Nohohohot agahahain!"
Tamaki only smiled, the sound of teases and laughter making a warm feeling take over his chest.
They never said the exact words but it was very clear by the smiles, the memories, the care in every act.
They would be forever happy for the friendship they had.
"Theeeere we go! There's my happy girl!" Eri squealed in response, squirming, wiggling and thrashing in an attempt to escape the nimbly fingers scribbling on her armpits, her legs kicking just about everywhere. "That is right! Hear those awesome laughter! Oh, is there a song more melodious than that? I don't think so."
"Paaaapaaa!!" The younger girl protested, "don't behehe mehehehean!"
"Sorry, sweetie, but there is no Papa here!" Hizashi stopped the tickling in order to hold the girl in the air, his 'malefic' grin losing for a second its evilness to show a genuine smile as Eri giggled harder. "I am now the Tickle Monster and I love to tickle sweet little girls just like you! Mwuahahaha!"
"Dahahahahad!" And in less then a second Eri was captured by Aizawa, who held her in a hug, blowing raspberries on her neck. "No! No!" She shrieked in delight "No more tickle monstehehers! Nahaha!"
"You smile is beautiful and don't let anyone say you otherwise." He mumbled, giving her a final, loud raspberry before meeting her eyes. Eri nodded, reminiscent giggles and squeaks still escaping from her mouth, especially when Yamada decided to crush both in a bear hug.
