#ler!mirio

"I was getting bored!" chuckled Kirishima as his umpteenth incursion on Deku's thighs elicited more desperate kicking from the cackling hero. "And you look so adorable when you laugh!"

"It's not like everyone to offer to carry a friend home," remarked Mirio over one of Izuku's squeaks as he sneaked a finger into his colleague's bellybutton. "You are a very generous person!" he added, throwing one glance at Deku's scrunched-up, beet-red face as he pulled his hands away for a single moment, watching a hint of relaxation wash over his features... before his index fingers started to probe o-so-gently at Deku's underarms.

"NOHohoho! TohohogaHAHAHATA nohohHAHT Thehehehre! Thehehhahhare's twohoho ohohof yohohohuhhuhh!!! HahahahHAHAHAHA!"

"Hey, it's not your hips! You're strong, I know you can take it!" cheered Mirio immediately before spidering all ten of his fingers in the slick hollows.

Deku shrieked, but Kirishima all but ignroed him as he addressed Mirio instead, all without pausing his own share of the tickling. A multitasking skill that spoke to a certain degree of experience, with Deku contributing to a sizable portion of it, though it was well known that Bakugo was his favorite target. "Oh, so you know about his hips too? That's such a good spot!"

He thought it too cruel to give Izuku a moment of false hope before stepping up his tickling, so he did not miss a single beat in the transition from squeezing the greenette's thighs to scribbling his digits all over his soles.

Deku bucked, twisted, and unable to escape, let out a torrent of screaming laughter. "NOOOOOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHA!!! NAHAHAHAHAHT THEHEHERARARA!! NOHOHAHAHAT AHAHHAT THEHEHE SAHAHAHAHAHME TIHIHIHIHIMEEEE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!"

"Wow, we're really putting him through it," mused Kirishima aloud as if he had no control over what he was doing.

"Yes, I will have to cut the duration of his punishment in half," responded Mirio, struggling to make himself heard over Izuku's tormented guffaws, having learned a long time prior that delicately and quickly skittering his fingers under Izuku's arms was the best tactic to elicit the most sputtering giggles. "Which is why... actually, do you want to do the honors?"

"Nah, thank you, I'm fine where I am."

"In that case..."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NANAHAHAHAHAH!! STAHAHAHHAHAHAHA--!!!!"

All was momentarily quiet in the eye of the hurricane as Mirio moved away from his current target to nestle his thumbs in those familiar nooks on Izuku's hips that would inevitably signal his descent into the lowest layer of tickle hell.

To nudge him out of that split second of silent laughter, Kirishima as activated his Quirk, turning his fingertips into points that tore even more tormented laughter from his powerless captive.

Deku shrieked, flailed, fell silent, coughed, wheezed, and laughed more hysterically than either of them had ever heard him. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNNHHHHHH---!!! HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

Mirio had never felt more proud of his handiwork. "If this is not a good workout, I don't know what is."

"You're a pretty good tickler!" yelled Kirishima.

"Right back at you!"

"He doesn't get like this even when we double team him back at th dorms... Bakugo gets too rough, too quickly."

Deku was wholly incapable of speech. Did they remember they were supposed to stop at some point? Were they too distracted? How much longer?!

"Actually," adjoined Kirishima as he scratched at the base of Izuku's toes while simultaneously tormenting the arch of his other foot, "he really needs the laugh too. Would you mind helping me out with him at some point?"

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Tamaki x Mirio (romantic fufufu :3)

Lee: Tamaki

Ler: Mirio

Warnings: Tickles!

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It was another regular day at U.A. High... or as regular as it could be. Class 1-A was going to train with the big three today, but one of it's members was feeling a tad bit nervous beforehand.

Before the boys left to go to the classroom, they were getting ready back at their dorms. Well... Mirio was already prepared, while Tamaki paced around the bedroom back and forward.

"There's nothing to worry about, I know you'll do great!" the blonde tried to reason with him but nothing seemed to calm down his nerves.

"I know but... I can't help but worry...".

It was normal for Tamaki to feel nervous about something, but that doesn't mean Mirio won't do anything about it. Sometimes you need more than just reassuring words, and Mirio knew the perfect way to clear his crowded mind. "Tamakiiii~" he called out to him in a teasy tone.

"Huh- WAH!" Tamaki was suddenly tackled across the bed by his boyfriend. "M-Mirio, what are you doing?!" he stuttered out as his partner took a seat on his hips, causing his face to errupt like a tomato.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm gonna tickle the nervousness out of you~!" Mirio grinned down at him as he lost no time tickling his sides up and down.

Tamaki let out an instant shriek before dissolving into his loud, uncontrollable laughter. "GYAH! AHAHAHAHAHA! M-MIRIO DOHOHON'T!" he tried bringing his arms down to defend himself but his boyfriend was too quick for him. Mirio only watched in adoration as his fingers flew all over Tamaki's torso, tickling wherever he could reach. The nervous boy threw his head back in laughter, his wide smile in full display. He wasn't so used to smiling this hard, his cheeks even started to hurt.

Seeing as his eyes were starting to get a bit watery, Mirio slowed down his tickly fingers. Opting to trace along Tamaki's tummy and sides. Enjoying the soft little giggles his boyfriend produce. "Ehehehehe! M-Mirioooo...!" he softly whined out his name as he covered his flushed face behind his hands.

"What's wrong sunshine?" Mirio smirked as he gave Tamaki's hips a light squeeze.

"EEK! N-noho mohohore!!" he giggled out hysterically as he grabbed at his boyfriend's hands, interlocking their fingers together in hopes of getting him to stop.

Mirio looked down at him with a soft smile "Are you feeling better now?".

"Y-yeheheah...!" spoke Tamaki through leftover giggles. A small, genuine smile plastered across his features with a soft blush spread across his cheeks.

"Great! Then let's get going!" Mirio practically dragged his boyfriend out of the room, as if he didn't just tickle him to pieces. He was always oh so energetic.

"Mirio slow down...!" Tamaki tried to complain but oh well, who was he to stop his boyfriend?

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Fun fact, Tamaki and I share the same birthday :D

The three of them began with a quick warm-up and stretching, then they went to the more intense part, which didn’t exactly go as they expected. The first-year didn’t manage to use a particular skill with his quirk that the two third-years were trying to teach him, and he was quickly loosing his patience. ‘WHY CAN’T I DO SUCH A SIMPLE THING DAMMIT??!!!’ Bakugou had officially begun screaming, which on the other hand totally terrified the indigo-haired guy. The angry blonde started cursing against everything and everyone, so Mirio decided to intervene.

‘Hey, don’t you think you’re going a bit too plus ultra with those bad words?’ he asked, but the answer he received contained even more curses, if that was possible. Bakugou couldn’t accept the fact that he needed time to learn a certain technique, which was perfectly normal actually. No one manages to do everything at the first try and the blue-eyed guy was more than determined to make him understand that. But first, he needed to cheer his student up and help him realize that not everything required total seriousness, that he could have fun while training with two older students. Training was made to learn, exchange ideas with other people and, why not, make friends, too.

‘Hey Bakugou, I think you’re scaring Tamaki there... try to relax a bit!!’ while saying that, the cheerful guy tried to add a quick poke to emphasize his words, not expecting the squeak that the younger boy tried in vain to suppress. ‘Oh my god, Bakugou you’re ticklish??’ he sounded incredulous, and he was. He would’ve never thought that the scary first year could be ticklish, and yet there he was, making a desperate (and yet futile) attempt to hide his embarrassment.

When the spiky haired understood he couldn’t make up an excuse for that squeak, and noticed a way-too-playful glint in Mirio’s eyes, he decided to run for his life, already imagining what was coming for him. However, he soon found out how hard it was to outrun someone who can pass not only through walls, but through the ground, too. He thought he was safe when a hand coming from the ground snatched his ankle, making him trip. He didn’t hurt himself with the fall, but that gave the older student the advantage he needed to finally catch him.

‘HA!! Gotcha!’ the playful third-year exclaimed, after successfully stopping the younger student. He’d been in many playfights with his friends, so he knew how to not push boundaries, which is why he chose to sit on the ground and hug Bakugou from behind, leaving him space to struggle and even fight him back, if he really wanted to.

‘So, are you gonna cheer up? Or do I have to make you smile with my magical methods?’ Bakugou knew he was just joking, but those words made his blood rush to his cheeks. He needed to get out of that predicament quickly. ‘S-SHUT UP!! I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT, AND BY THE WAY, BEING TICKLISH IS FOR CHILDREN!! WELL, CHILDREN AND THAT DAMN NERD!’ obviously, he tried to get his way out of that situation using anger, not knowing he was only digging his own grave.

‘Oh really, only for kids? So, if I were to do this...’ Mirio said while lightly digging his fingers in the younger boy’s sides ‘you wouldn’t feel anything, right?’ he asked with a big smile on his face. ‘Hmmm...e-exactly!! Nohothing at all... hehehe’ The red-eyed guy tried to act tough, but some giggles were already spilling out of his mouth. ‘Nothing at all? But I seem to hear some giggles here... adorable giggles, if I may add. Hey, Tamaki, wanna give me a hand?’

Tamaki had been staring at them the whole time, smiling fondly at the scene (although the smile was barely noticeable). He remembered very well how his friend would use that same “magical method” to help him win his shyness, or to cheer him up when training sessions didn’t go how he wanted, or just because he wanted to play with him and make him laugh. However, he couldn’t find a reason to not join the two of them, so he got up and reached the others, earning a wide smile from Mirio and a terrified look from Bakugou.

Actually, Tamaki thought about going home before standing up to join the two of them, but Mirio’s encouraging look and Bakugou’s expression, scared and giddy at the same time, made him win his anxiety. He was starting to see the younger boy not only as the talented but scary first-year, but also as a kid who still had a lot to learn and experience.

‘DON’T YOU DARE TO COME ANY CLOS- EEK!!’ the blonde’s threat almost made the indigo-haired guy turn on his heels and run away, but a gentle squeeze on the sides was more than enough to put him in his place. The shy guy mustered up as much courage as possible and began poking at Bakugou’s stomach.

The reaction was immediate, however the guy didn’t seem exactly enthusiastic of the predicament he was in. He began to squirm violently and his laughter was forced, with no joy at all. Obviously, Mirio and Tamaki understood the situation and stopped immediately. ‘Hey buddy, I’m- no, we’re sorry if we’ve made you uncomfortable. We were just messing around a bit to make you relax’ said the blue-eyed guy. Tamaki was frozen in fear at the thought of having to face an angry Bakugou.

However, the third-year’s apologetic tone made the angry boy’s glare soften a bit, also because he knew that respect was a line that should never be crossed, even if he didn’t totally drop his irritated attitude. ‘It seems we have a different conception of relaxing’ he began. ‘What the hell was that?!! You made me look like a child, which I’m not. AT ALL!!! I take training with the utmost seriousness. I want to be the #1 hero, I don’t have the time to play around like everyone else!!’

The older students were already almost sure of it, but now there was no doubt. Bakugou’s problem was that he couldn’t take the time to stop and enjoy the wonderful path he was walking to become a hero. Better yet, he didn’t know how, which is why they let the angry tone and what he said slide and explained him that it was fine to take breaks. If fact, even the best heroes need their time and space to recollect their thoughts and put themselves together before going back to their duty. Moreover, the three of them were still students, so it was their right to make cheerful memories of their time in school.

Bakugou listened carefully to every word and nodded, even though he still couldn’t bring himself to smile.

‘Still grumpy, huh?’ Mirio asked with a playful glint in his eyes once more. ‘Maybe you need something more than just words- Tamaki, get him!!’ while saying that, he hooked the younger student’s arms with his own and put him in a full nelson, leaving his torso completely exposed. The indigo-haired guy was still hesitant, so he started tickling the blonde’s tummy with light, soft touches, which however seemed to work just fine. ‘Hahahahaha oh gohohod Ihihihi undeherstohohod whahat you meahahahant’ Bakugou tried to say between hig giggles ‘yohohohou dohohohon’t nehheheheed to do thihihihis’

‘That’s right, we don’t need to, but we want to. Not everything we do must be useful, you know? Everyone’s allowed to take it easy’ Mirio explained, speaking a bit too close to the younger guy’s ears and neck, making him scrunch his shoulder to protect it. Noticing that reaction, the blue-eyed student began to blow delicately on his ears and neck, watching him with amusement while he struggled to protect both sides, failing miserably.

In the meanwhile, the other third-year had gotten more bold, and his touches were becoming harder (obviously without being painful), which was worse for the blonde. ‘Hahahahahahahah nahahahahhaha whahahahit nahahaht thehehere’ Bakugou squealed, lightly kicking the ground, when the shy teenager got a bit too close to his sides. Tamaki smiled softly at him, which wasn’t meant to fluster him but it still did, and kneaded his sides without hesitation. ‘Tickle tickle tickle...’ he said, earning another squawk from the younger hero in training. ‘Ohohoh my gahaAHAHAhad NOHohohot thehehehEHEHRE’ when his the indigo-haired guy began to squeeze the area between the sides and the lower ribs, the blonde’s laughter became more frantic.

‘Good job, buddy!! When we had this kind of fights, you’ve never been able to say tickle hehehe’ Mirio exclaimed cheerfully, making his friend squeak and jump, while blushing hard. However, while jumping he clawed at the spiky-haired guy’s ribs, which made him screech. ‘Hohohohohohold ohohohon pleheheheasehehehe dohohohon’t’ Bakugou pleaded, without sounding seriously distressed or really fighting back this time. 

Neither of them listened to the younger boy’s request and, while Mirio was whispering childish teases into Bakugou’s ears, Tamaki clawed his ribs once more, digging meticulously into every groove and stroking each bone, making the guy squirm around and kick his legs desperately, but with a big smile on his face. However, another surprise came for the third-years when, while going up and down on the ribcage, the shy guy got the spot between the ribs and the underarm, which earned a scream.

‘NAHAHAHAHAAHAHAT THEHEHEHRE PLEHEHEHEHEAHASEHE’ Bakugou went ballistic. Fully aware that this spot was the jackpot, Tamaki wasted no time and dug right in, alternating poking and prodding to light scribbling and drawing small circles all over the area, never letting the blonde get used to the sensation. ‘OHOHOHOH GAHAHAHAD THIHIS IHIHIHIHIS SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA’ the explosion boy shouted, trying in vain to avoid the maddening feeling. 

‘HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEAHAHAHASEHE STAHAHAHAHAHAP’ he begged after a solid ten minutes of getting tickled in his death spot and teased by Mirio at the same time.

Hearing the word “stop”, Tamaki immediately retracted his hands and the blue-eyed guy released Bakugou from his hold. ‘Are y-you okay? Did we o-overdo it?’ the shy guy asked genuinely concerned. ‘Huh? Oh, yeah... you didn’t overdo it’ the blonde answered after catching his breath. ‘But... well...’ he began muttering ‘you didn’t really have to... you know...’

‘Waahh!! I-i’m so sorry, I d-didn’t understand that y-you didn’t want to be tic- well... you know, that’ the indigo-haired stuttered.

‘Hahaha wait a second, I think someone was trying to say we didn’t have to stop’ Mirio said in a false menacing tone, already wiggling his fingers in the air. Bakugou’s blush and bashful expression was all the confirmation they needed. The cheerful third-year pounced on him straight away, tackling him to the ground and getting his tummy and sides, and Tamaki joined soon after, attacking the blonde’s underarms. MAking the first-year go into a fit of squeaky giggles once more.

“Oh hey, sweetheart. Whatchu doing?” Mirio said out of nowhere. He gave away his generous smile like always. Y/N sighed and came out of hiding. “N-Nothing much. What are you doing?” She asked and slowly made her way to the couch.

“Just looking over some emails. I’m kinda bored, to be honest.” Mirio said. Y/N began to blush and sat down gently next to Mirio. “Everything alright? You look bored yourself.” Mirio said and wrapped his arm over Y/N’s shoulder. She looked away and twirled her thumbs together in a circle.

Mirio leaned his head to the side. “Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked. Without saying a word, Y/N grabbed his hand and placed it on her stomach. Mirio blinked. “Are you having a stomachache? Wait! You have cramps?”

Poor Y/N. Mirio wasn’t getting the hint just yet. She covered her face and showed Mirio her hand. She made a slight squeezing motion while imitating her fingers as claws. “Ooh! You wanted tickles!” Mirio exclaimed.

Hearing the word tickle from Mirio’s mouth made Y/N clench up, but not in a bad way. She just gets flustered so easily. “Honey, when was the last time I said you don’t have to be nervous about asking me? You know I’m always happy to do it. It’s adorable!” Mirio comforted.

“I know, but it feels…” “Embarrassing?” “Not embarrassing… just…” “A little uncomfortable?” “Something like that.”

Mirio grasped her hands into his. “Sweetie, I love tickling you because it makes you so happy, and I love seeing you happy. I love hearing your giggles and seeing that beautiful smile on your face. It’s something I get to see every day, and it makes me feel like I’m doing something right for you.”

Y/N loves how Mirio uses his words, especially getting sweet for her. She smiled uncontrollably as Mirio was getting closer and closer to her as he was talking.

“Stohohop!” She giggled and quickly covered her mouth. “Did you want tickles now?” Mirio asked. Y/N blushed slightly and nodded. “Here, lay your back in my lap.” He patted his thigh.

Y/N laid across his lap comfortably. Mirio slid her shirt up just enough to show her belly. “Gentle as usual?” He asked. Y/N nodded. Mirio began to lower his hands to Y/N’s belly and wiggled his fingers, gentle as he said. Y/N’s belly twitched as Mirio’s fingers crawled every inch. She covered her mouth to hold her laugh in. That was another problem.

Mirio had never thought Y/N would be embarrassed of her laugh. She would always hold her giggles every time Mirio tickled her, but he knew how to break her. He told her multiple times that there was no reason to hide her laugh, but it seemed there was no way to convince her.

Y/N squirmed while her hands muffled her giggles. “Come on, let me hear that laugh.” Mirio teased. Y/N shook her head. “If I can’t make you laugh by tickling your tummy, then maybe I can make you laugh by tickling your sides.” Mirio scribbled his fingers to her sides. Her quiet squeak says it all.

Mirio knew that her sides were a little more sensitive than her belly. He started squeezing her sides. Y/N had to hold her mouth with one hand and used the other to push Mirio’s hand away. Mirio seized her moving hand and held it down right by her head.

“Come on, Y/N, I know you want to laugh. Tickle, tickle, tickle! Let me see that pretty smile of yours!”

Poor Y/N had to endure the tickling from this teasing monster. She didn’t expect it would tickle this much. With this much teasing involved, she was getting more flustered by the second.

Mirio switched places from her sides to her belly again and then to the sides of the belly. At that moment, Mirio could’ve sworn he heard a chuckle. Y/N had her eyes squinted, and her body shook from laughing silently.

“Let it out, baby. You know you don’t have to be afraid of your laugh.” Mirio said passionately. “Or do I have to keep tickling this ticklish tummy of yours?” He gently clawed his fingers into her tummy, making tiny vibrations.

“Ehehehehehehehehehehe Miriohohohohohoho!” Y/N let go of her mouth and held onto Mirio’s wrists. Mirio gasped playfully. “I broke the spell! Now more tickles is on the way!” He continued to tickle her belly while squeezing her side.

“Ahahahahahahahahaha nohohohohohoho!” “No, what? I can’t understand while you're being too cute!” “Mirio wahahahahahait!”

Mirio realized that he needed to stop, assuming Y/N was getting overwhelmed and needed a break.

“Are you okay?” He asked. Y/N’s face was blushing more than ever, and she slightly curled herself. “What’s wrong?” Mirio asked.

“I wasn’t supposed to laugh.” She said. “Is it because…” “I don’t like my laugh.” Y/N looked away. “But I do,” Mirio gently brought her face back to look at her properly. “I do love your laugh. I love seeing you have fun. I don’t know what made you think like that otherwise.”

Y/N frowned. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry. I know it’s hard, but I’m here to help. Do you want to continue?”

Feeling a little better, Y/N nodded. Mirio laid her back down on his lap. “If you really want me to stop, just use the stoplight signals.” “Okay.”

Mirio lifted her shirt again and let his fingers dance all over her tummy. Y/N was comfortable enough to giggle softly. “Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha,”

“See? Is that better? Letting those build-up giggles out. Tickle, tickle, tickle.” “Ehehehehehehehehehehehehe!” “Did I get a good spot? Where does it tickle more, over here or over this way?”

Y/N never knew that Mirio would be such a good teaser; she loved it anyways. Her laughs and squeals were getting louder, and Mirio loved it. Y/N shrieked when Mirio used his nails to skitter around her belly button.

She arched her back and squirmed side to side. “Ahahahahahahahahahaha it tihihihickles!” “And you seem to enjoy it! Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle!”

Y/N felt comfortable not hiding her laugh. Mirio felt his heart melting of how much fun Y/N was having. She didn’t felt embarrassed or upset. It was nice getting out of her comfort zone.

“Ehehehehehehehehehehe!” “You are just so cute!” Mirio poked around her sides. Y/N curled her arms close to her chest, trying very hard not to push Mirio’s hands away. She was enjoying it too much.

Mirio slows down a little. “How you doing?” He asked. Y/N snickered. “Gohohohood,” “Am I good to keep going?” He asked. She nodded. Mirio smiled and lightly scratched her ribs.

After a couple of moments, Y/N asked Mirio to stop. He cradled her while she was breathing gently. “You alright, Y/N?” Mirio asked. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thank you, Mirio.”