#ler!twice

The League of Villains were gathered in their “meeting room,” though only two members were really paying attention to Shigaraki’s spiel. Kurogiri was…probably listening? It was hard to tell with him. Mr. Compress seemed to be engaged, nodding along and occasionally humming. Then again, he almost always indulged Shigi’s rants; it was just the kind of man he was.

Dabi was practically laying on the table, his head resting on his folded arms; he couldn’t care less about the precautions. If heroes ever found them, he’d burn them all to a nice crisp. Twice and Toga were trading a piece of paper back-and-forth, writing little notes and doodles to pass the time. Spinner idly twirled one of his blades, sharing most of his teammates’ boredom.

Right as Shigaraki got to the extra repetitive part of his speech, a smug yet smooth voice spoke up. “Don’cha think you should talk about something new, Shigaraki? This is getting kinda old.” 

Six pairs of eyes shot over to Hawks, though most were more excited than shocked; it was something other than the same “we’re the ultimate fighters” speech. Shigaraki, however, seemed less than amused. “Really, hero? And what would you say, since you’re so amazing at speeches?” The word “hero” was said very bitterly; his way of reminding Hawks that he was still on thinner ice.

“Well, ya really haven’t gone over the next moves for the League. We’ve tossed ideas around, but do we have a clear idea? Seems kinda important ta me.” The Decay user frowned, though he couldn’t say Hawks was wrong. He had been laying the hero slander on a little thick, but he was getting angry. Besides, he had a clear idea of what was to come next. He just wasn’t ready to share that big a plan with the bird yet.

“That…isn’t ready for sharing. I do have plans, you just… don’t get to know them.” That wasn’t a lie, either. He wasn’t telling them more than the bare minimum until the day grew closer. Upon hearing this, a few league members huffed and chuckled under their breaths. Even though they knew their leader did have plans, it was funny to see someone make him squirm. 

Hawks normally wouldn’t act like that; his main goal was to blend in and find out the League’s big plans without getting caught. That day, however, he was bored of the same unhelpful information, his casual attitude and snark slipping out without him realizing it.

That week, it had slipped out a lot. Everyone’s patience was wearing thin, to the point of them discussing various torture methods and violent solutions. A few were particularly pissy, having a group discussion about what the hell to do with their newest member.

“I’m gonna kill that ungrateful newbie.” Shigaraki growled in a scratchy, annoyed tone. “Who does he think he is, hijacking my fine meeting?!” Toga giggled, though didn’t make any comments.

Dabi spoke next, huffing. “Told you lunatics he was trouble. But no, none‘a you listened to me. Reap what you sow, assholes.” He really didn’t care about minding his language; everyone was a bit pissed, giving him an excuse. Twice decided to put his two cents in, quite literally.

“C’mon, it’s probably just an off week for him or something. Let’s main him; I’m sure nobody would mind!” Toga giggled again, catching the attention of the hothead. Dabi glared at her, crossing his arms as his snarl somehow deepened. “What’s got you all giggly, psycho? Maiming get you going or somethin’?”

The blonde just shook her head, a shit-eating yet lax smile on her face. “You boys are going about this all wrong~! If he’s making jokes, you gotta make him laugh for it to stop! Izuku-kun does it all the time~” She sounded oddly reminiscent at the end… Still, Dabi just scoffed.

“Make him laugh? And you’re still stalking that hero kid? Seriously?” She disregarded that second part, nodding and smiling widely. “Yeah! He’s looking for a giggle or snicker when he sasses you guys; why not return the favor~?” The answer was cryptic, as things usually were with Toga, but it got a certain man interested. 

“Return the favor? How do we do that, jokes? That’s idiotic, let’s just do it my way!” His first statement sounded intrigued, so Toga went with it and explained. “Well, that’s one way, but Izuku’s friends make it a lot more fun!”

Dabi interjected, sick of the short back-and-forth. “Fuckin’ hell, just say it, you nutjob! Sick of this!” She rolled her eyes, pouting. “So grumpy, Dabi! Well, I say…we tickle him!”

Every man in the room paused, looking at her with varying degrees of “what now?” for her statement. 

“Tickle him? What is this, fuckin’ preschool?”

“Toga, we’re respectable villains, not children.”

“Oh…I mean, uhm, why. What the hell?!”

“C’mon boys, you’re no fun! It would teach him a lesson, and he’d probably stop interrupting your meetings~” Toga said the last bit in a sing-songy voice, making Shigaraki huff. She had won. “Whatever, I don’t care. If it doesn’t work, though, I’m putting chicken wings on the menu.” Their leader left, done with that entire conversation; Toga had his permission, though.

“Are you really not gonna take the opportunity to get back at Hawks? Even after he called you crispy?” The flame user’s nostrils flared; she knew how to play her cards. “FINE! Fine, ya shit, I’ll help! You’re lucky I need revenge…  Twice, c’mon.”

The multi-opinionated villain jumped up, seeming mostly curious and a bit excited to carry out their plan. Well, if you could call the vague outline of “tickle Hawks until he stops being an ass” a plan. Still, they were ready.

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Hawks was sitting at the bar counter, scrolling aimlessly through his phone. He was bored, and the news was rather unhelpful in keeping him up-to-date. He was in a sort of daze, so much so that he didn’t notice the three villains sneaking up behind him. 

Twice took one more step, though that seemed to be a wrong move; the floorboard squeaked, alerting Hawks of their presence. He whipped his head around, seeing the three of them “sneaking” towards him. Oh hell no…

He immediately tried to fly away before realizing that he couldn’t; he had depleted his wings in a fight a few days prior. He was stuck with running. The hero took off, zipping into the back room of the bar. 

The villain trio followed, though Dabi wasn’t putting his full effort into it. Twice ducked through one of the roundabout doors, running through the back halls. Right as Hawks flung another door open to try and escape, he was greeted by two wide cloth eyes. Not good!

Twice tackled him, calling out to Dabi for the taller man to restrict the winged hero. Dabi grabbed Hawks, keeping his hands pinned behind his back as he practically marched the other man back into the main bar. The flame user forced Hawks to sit, using Toga’s red scarf thing to bind his hands together. “Let me go! When I get loose, you guys are-”

Toga pretty much cut him off, too eager to wait any longer. She bent her fingers into claws, running them down both sides of him. He squeaked, biting his lip to restrain the giggles bubbling in his throat. He failed pretty quickly.

The blood enthusiast cooed, speeding up her tickling fingers. “Heya birdie~! You’ve been trying to get us to laugh aaall week! Figured we could give you your turn!” Hawks thrashed a bit, realizing two things: one, dabi was behind him and very close to his wings, and two, he was completely stuck. Shit. “G-gehet off mehehehe!”

Dabi spun the stool a bit, exposing more of Hawks’ front and giving the two other villains more access. His own fingers wormed their ways between his wing bases and his back, tickling furiously; man was wasting no time. The duality of Toga’s gentler teasing and Dabi’s ruthless scribbles drew deep, panicky belly laughter from him. “H-HEHEHEY! DAHABI, NAHAT- GYAAHAHA!”

“Ooooh, bad spot~ Get ‘im, Dabi!” Toga cooed close to Hawks’ ear, her fingers teasing along his ribcage and sides. Now that the man was more exposed, Twice joined in, his hands as split as his personality. The left was lightly clawing at his stomach while the other was digging into the back of his knee. The most wonderful noise Toga had ever heard left his lips; a snorty squeal.

“Awwwww, Hawks~! That’s soooo cute! Twice, make him do it again!” The man continued to torment Hawks’ knee, pulling more loud laughter and a few snorts from him. “TWIHIHI- *snrk* FUHUHAHACK OHOFF!” “Wow, you’re ticklish! He’s like a human squeak toy!” Toga giggled, absolutely delighted; it was like a deranged kid in a candy store.

While those boisterous reactions were great and all, Dabi was out for revenge, not playtime. Looking over the bird man’s wings, he noticed just how much they were twitching from the scribbling on the bases. The most they would move, though, was when Dabi got closer, his breath slightly ruffling a few feathers. Oh…oh that’s perfect.

Leaning in closer, Dabi whispered in the hero’s ear, the smirk clear in his voice. “Get ready to sing for me, birdie~” Hawks squeaked at the buzz on his ear, his eyes widening when he realized just where Dabi was. Toga and Twice were still going to town, giving him no reprieve. It wasn’t as bad as when Dabi was on his wings, but that would soon change. “Dahahabi noho! Ihi- I’ll kihihill youhuhuhu!”

Completely ignoring the other man’s pleas, Dabi lowered his mouth to the depleted wings, gently nibbling on the very top of the frame. 

Hawks practically shrieked, his back arching as he tried to get away. Toga grabbed his waist, both wanting to continue and help out her fellow tickler. “DAHAHAHAHA! *snrk* NAHAHAT THEHERE!”

Dabi just chuckled against his wings, sneaking small kisses in with the nibbles. The other man’s reactions, while adorable, were fulfilling his need for revenge quite nicely. It was also hilarious to see a pro hero absolutely destroyed by something so simple. “What’s wrong, bird brain? Does it tickle?”

At that point, what Twice and Toga were doing was nothing; his wings were horrid, especially with bites and the like. If he could, he’d send his feathers after Dabi to get him off. His wings were left with only smaller feathers, however, and he couldn’t focus enough to control them if he tried.

As much as the man hated to do it, he was really close to his breaking point. Throwing in the white flag, Hawks tried to call the mercy plea, though he had no idea which one to use. “S-STAHAHAP! REHED, UHUNCLE, C’MOHOHON!”

Dabi snickered, taking a quick break from the nibbles and kisses to tease Hawks’ ear once again. “You gotta promise to behave, songbird~ No more sass.” Then, without giving the winged hero a chance to speak, he blew a raspberry right on the base of one of Hawks’ wings. 

That man lost his shit.

“NYAAAAHAHA! *srk* DAHAHA-” The man’s laughter went silent as Dabi blew another raspberry, the killer vibrations spreading all throughout his wings and flooding his senses. The vibration sensitivity in his wings was amazing for flight combat, but it was like an Achillies heel in that moment. Tears of mirth gathered in the corners of his eyes, his thrashing almost tripling.

Toga, of all people, felt a bit bad for Hawks. She liked the bird a bit and had already gotten her fill of his laughter. Plus, the silent stuff was no fun. “Awe, Dabi, give him a break. We don’t wanna kill him; he won’t be able to laugh anymore!”

Rolling his eyes, he pulled his head away; it was almost cute how quickly the man slumped back onto his chest. He was exhausted. 

Panting and trying to regain his composure, Hawks giggled off the residual tickles. Both of his wings were buzzing with ticklish energy, his face red and his mind reeling. “Hoho- hohohoholy shihit…” Looking around, he noticed the expectant looks he was getting. He’d rather not risk that happening again so soon. “Ihi prohohomise to…to stohop sassing youhu guhuhuhuys. Hahappy?”

A small sound came from behind him; something strangely close to an amused snort as Dabi chuckled. “Ecstatic. You’re a mess, bird brain.” Toga leaped forwards, getting very into Hawks’ personal space and smiling. “Oh my, that was adorable! You look so cute when you beg~!” Twice chuckled behind her, both sides of him amused with what happened.

The moment Dabi untied his hands, Hawks stormed off, shutting and locking the door to his temporary room in the bar. Having achieved their goal, the three villains split ways, each going to do their respective business. Dabi went to stalk the city’s nighttime scene, Twice decided to play video games, and Toga updated her tabs on poor Midoriya. While they all did their own thing, all three of them were thinking about what had just happened. 

Mustard grumbled about how spoiled and annoying the U.A students were while setting a tent up. "Those damn U.A kids, so entitled and simple, thinking their the best for going to school, how pathetic."

Twice perked up at his words "I wouldn't say their simple.- You're so right! So annoying too."

Toga just smiled as they spoke "Yeah, I guess their simple but some of them are really interesting~ and that green haired boy, Midoriya was it? I wonder if he'd let me take some of his blood!"

Mustard huffed in annoyance "why would he? Nobody just hands out blood samples, be rational will you?"

Toga just frowned "now that's just mean!", mustard continued "It's the truth, now help me finish setting the tent up."

Toga thought for a minute, a grin spreading on her face "Sure!" She walked over to mustard, he reached up and right then she dug her hands into his armpits, beginning to tickle him. He immediately jerked back and clamped his arms down, dropping the part of the tent he was holding, as he tried suppressing laughter. "hey-! Whahahat the heHehell?!" Mustard spoke through clenched teeth and giggles.

Twice looked over at the commotion "Hey, what's going on?" His mask shifted as he furrowed his eyebrows "Are you really tickling him, come on we have stuff to do.-- That's so funny! Let me join in!" Twice immediately walked over and pinned mustards arms up with one arm while the other squeezes up and down his sides. Toga gently scratching his hollows.

Mustard tried to put his arms down as giggles and laughs began slipping "STahahap! Thihis iHis stubuhupid!" And then, just for a split second a loud laugh slipped.

Toga looked at him with a grin, seeing one of her hands had wandered to his waist, she smirks "Bad spot, huh?"

And before he could protest she brought both hands there, rapidly squeezing and gently scratching, kneading the sensitive skin as he cackles "NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE! GEHEHEHT OHOHOHOFF! THIHIHIS IHIHIHIS CHIHIHILDISH! FUHUHUAHAHAHAHAHA!" His words stopped as he couldn't think straight from how relentless she and twice were. His head shaking, tears forming in his eyes, his brown hair becoming a hot mess, cheeks pink with tears beginning to run.

Twice squeezed around his ribs before gently massaging around his spine, making the younger jerk with a louder laugh, his back arching. Twice continued "I didn't think you'd be so ticklish.- Stay still would ya'?!".

The teen squirmed and jerked, trying to get away from the seemingly endless torture. "DOHOHOHONT, STAHAHAHAP! GEHEHEHET OHOHOHOFF", tears stained his cheeks as he tried to get free, his legs beginning giving out.

Toga smiled mischievously, "Don't stop? I mean, if you say so! I have no complaints!" She continued gently kneading and scratching at the young villains waist as he jerked and squirmed. The poor boy thought he'd die at this point. Eyes squinted with a wide smile, pleads lost in laughter.

Twice watched, amused while ticking his back. "We can do this for hours!-, maybe we should stop he seems desperate." Toga considered his words before huffing. "Fine. Last thing though!" She took a deep inhale and blew a loud, messy raspberry on his waist. "AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! IHIHI- PLEHEHEHEA!! NAHAHAHA!! CAHA!" a scream left the boy followed by hysterics and words that never were finished.

After that the two stopped tickling him looking down at him who was now on the ground, hair a mess, cheeks red, legs had gave out. But before anyone said anything they heard Their leader approaching, that raspy voice broke the comfortable silence, "What the-! Y'all had one job, TENTS, how incompetent can y'all be?".

Twice and Toga immediately got to work on that as mustard recovered, panting. Safe to say that smile, though he tried to get rid of it. Didn't leave his face for the rest of that night.

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Hope you liked it, Anon!

I didn't really know how to get twice right sorry!

Thanks for the request:)) <33

Hawks had been staying with the LoV for some time now, and had grown happy and comfortable resting around them. And this was one of those times. The sun was shining outside, there was a warm breeze flowing in through the open window along with the sound of cicadas chirping in the trees.

The number two pro hero had dozed off on the sofa in one of the lounge rooms of their little hideout, stretched out on his front, one arm underneath the pillow he was resting his head on, enjoying the feel of the warm breeze shifting through his tiny, diminished wings. His coat draped over the back of the sofa and his boots were by the door where he had kicked them off, his little feet warm in the rays of sunshine that breathed through the window.

A soft voice called as a finger poked the sleeping bird's cheek. "Oiii... Heeeeroooo?" It was Toga, having just come back from a meeting with Shigaraki. "Hah... Taking up the whole couch like some slob. I'd be mad if you didn't look so cute." She giggled, leaning over to get a closer look at his sleeping face.

"Well, what do we have here?" Compress's voice cooed from the doorway, smiling at the sight. Twice leaned over his shoulder, wondering what was going on.

"What is it? What is it? Oh!" He gasped, rushing past and crouching by the sofa, aweing over how sweet Hawks looked, keeping his voice to a whisper. "Oh he's just precious, ain't he? Hah, ugly duckling!"

"Seems he's made himself comfortable. I suppose we'll take our seats on the floor." Compress shrugged, too polite to find it in his heart to wake the bird.

Toga reached a hand, softly running a finger down the length of Hawks's little feathers. "Oooh, so soft." She paused upon hearing a small mewl from the bird as he shuddered, a small smile gracing his lips before fading into sleep again. Togas eyes sparkled as she realised what she had just discovered.

"Oh my..." She repeated the gesture, just testing out her theory. Once again, Hawks reacted, this time with a slight giggle, pressing his face further into the cushion he was resting upon as his wings fluttered slightly. "No way."

"What are you up to?" Compress asked, raising a brow. Toga grinned up at him, carefully moving to sit on Hawks's lower back. He must be really tired for him not to notice.

"I'm teaching this bird a lesson about sharing couch space." With that, Toga started dragging her fingertips up the length of all the feathers, each stroke making Hawks shudder and giggle sleepily until the feeling was too much for him to ignore.

"Uh, wh-ah! Whahat?" He looked over his shoulder, seeing Toga sitting upon him, grinning sweetly as she continued to play with his micro feathers. "Tohoga, aha! T-That tihickles!" The sensation wasn't unbearable, just enough to be annoying and make the hero giggly. He sleepily reached an arm behind him, trying to twist his torso to stop the tickly attack. "Togaha! Cuhut it out! Ehehe!"

"No way, birdbrain. This is what you get for taking up the whole couch!" She giggled with him, one hand sneaking down his side, skittering over the clothed skin.

"Ahaha! O-Ohokahay! I'll move, I'll mohove! C'mohon!" He grabbed her wrist as his side was tickled, trying to sit himself up from the sofa but Toga pressed down with her knees, keeping him trapped on his front.

"You're not going anywhere until you've learned your lesson~" The fanged female chuckled, admiring how his wings fluttered and puffed up as she ran her fingers lightly through them. Only subtle touches tickled this way, and Toga was a very nimble assassin.

"Plehease! Ehehe! N-Nohot my wihings!" Hawks legs kicked against the couch cushion, his toes tucking down the side as he tried tensing up to stop the tickly feelings, to no avail.

"Oho God, Toga you- Ah?!" He gasped, panicking as he felt his legs being restrained by another body, just able to see the black and white costume behind Toga. "Twihice! Hold on a minute! C'mon w-we're pahals right?? Not my feheheee-!" His beseeching dissolved into loud laughter as Twice started scribbling over the bird's trapped soles.

"Ha! If only we'd known about this secret sooner! We could have crushed him with ease. I mean, had tickle fights!"

Twice smiled, bouncing slightly as Hawks tried to wriggle his legs free. The pro had been tickled before, by various daring fans and a certain bunny-like companion, but never on his feet before. This was a whole new ballgame, although not unenjoyable.

"Ahaha! Guahays! Get ohohoffa mehehehe!" He wriggled and squirmed all he could but it was no use. If only he hadn't spent up all his feathers, his big wings could get him out of this situation with one flap.

"Well, now I feel left out." Compress chuckled, leaning over the arm of the sofa by Hawks's head and slipping his hands under the bird's arms, earning a loud chorus of tweeting as he tucked his arms to his sides.

"NOHOHO! C-Comprehehess! Ahaha! L-Lets tahalk about thihis! Plehehease!"

Toga giggled, pulling the birds shirt up and over his wings, exposing his back. "You're so goofy, pigeon man." She chuckled, blowing a raspberry on his spine, right between where his wings joined.

"Kyaaaaah! Togaaa! What the hehehell!?" The sensation took him by surprise, even more so when the attack on his sides started up again.

"Well, well, well. Looks like the little birdys gotten himself into a bit of a pickel~" Dabis teasing tone entered the chat as he stood in the doorway, watching the birds suffering. "Fell asleep on the couch again and took up all the room, did ya?" He chuckled, standing by the couch casually.

"I-It was an ahaccident!"

"Sure... Flip him." The burned man grinned. The rest of the group happily obliged, tussling with the bird as they flipped him onto his back, pinning him once more. This time, Dabi took a seat on Hawks's waist, smirking scarily down at him.

"Dabi. Look. We're friends right? Me and you? And all of you? Yeah?" The smile on Hawks cheeks was making it hard for the league to take him seriously. "I'll buy you dinner! Hah? How's that sound?" He bartered, tugging on his arms as Compress held them tight over his head. "A nice fancy, expensive dinner. All for you."

"Hmmm. I don't knooow." Dabi teased, starting to trace circles on Hawks exposed ribs, Twice following his lead as he drew shapes on the birds feet.

"I don't think that's enough compensation for the trouble he's caused." Toga chimed in, sitting back to back with Dabi, gently raking her nails up Hawks thighs, making them shudder under her touch. The poor bird could hardly contain his giggling. Why were the light touches so cruel and effective?

"Plehease! Y-Yohou guys are the wohorst! AHAHA! DAHAHABI! NAAAAA!" The bird's laughter suddenly exploded again as Dabi dug into his ribs, grinning at the reaction it got him. The way Hawks arched his back, mouth agape as he screamed with laughter.

"Poor little chicken. Maybe next time you won't get in my dear Togas way." Dabi chuckled, pressing into the lowest ribs in the set, laughing with his winged friend as the team continued their tickly attack on him.

"GYAHAHAHAHAAAAA!"

This went on for about twenty minutes. Twenty minutes of tickly bliss, where all Hawks could do was laugh without a care in the world. He was happy. Although they were essentially punishing him, there was definitely playfully and caring intent behind it. The way his friend's would tease him, patting his hair and switching positions whenever he got too out of breath. They cared about him, just had a funny way of showing it.

By now, his face was warm red, hot to the touch with a slightly sweaty shine to his brow along with streaks of tears that rolled down his cheeks glinting in the light as he shook his head. His struggling had died down to tired twitching and tugging occasionally. The bird was cooked.

"O-Okahay! OKAHAY- Stahap! Pwehehease! Ahaha! Is aha! I-Its too muhuch!" He pleaded, trying to flick his hair from his face as it flopped over his eye. The squad stopped their punishment as Dabi took hold of Hawks face, squeezing his cheeks as he held him steady.

"Now, you learned your lesson, chicken shit?" He chuckled, amused by how squishy Hawks face was. The tuckered out bird nodded as he panted, his lips smushed slightly.

"Mhm... M'not gonna go' it again." He mumbled, smiling the best he could. Dabi smirked, letting go and climbing off him, patting his cheek a few times. "Damn right. Now, you lot can do what you want with him. I'm off.' The fire user waved them off as he left the room.

"Movie time!" Toga cheered, tossing a pillow at Hawks as he sat up, rubbing his feet on top of one another to get rid of the ghost tickles like a little cricket.

Compress sat by his side, Twice on the other. "Next time, I won't go easy on ya." The two toned villain chuckled.

Now, he was tied with his hands above his head very securely. He was bruised and bleeding slightly from what they had done to him to try and get him to tell them UA’s secrets, but he wasn’t taking. He wasn’t going to fail twice in one day.

They had tried everything to get him to talk, (well everything but…) but he just wouldn’t talk. It wasn’t much different from training with his dad when he was younger. “Ugh, why won’t he talk?? This starting to get boring…” Toga complained, slouched at the bar, drinking a lemonade Kuroguri had given her.

All of the sudden, her head popped up, and she had big smile on her face. “I have an idea! Hey boss, come here!!” She yelled to Shiggy, who was sitting at the bar a few chairs down.

After awhile of Toga yelling for him to come over he finally did. When he got to her, she whispered something in his ear, and his shoulders went down a bit, and he kinda sighed. “If I let you do this, will you leave me the fuck alone for the rest of tonight?”, he said, sounding tired. “You got it Shiggy!!”, she said, and happily bounced out of her chair, then walked up to Todoroki, so close that their faces were practically touching.

“Hey, Mr.red-and-white?”, she asked, smiling widely. “Are you… ticklish by any chance??”. ‘Oh no’ Shoto thought. He hadn’t been tickled very often, but once or twice by some of his friends was enough to know what it was, and that he was most definitely ticklish.

He started to look a bit flustered from the question, so Toga took that as a yes and poked his exposed armpit, making the half-and-half boy flinch and his mouth twitch. “Hey, Jin-kun, Shiggy, compress, Kuroguri, come join me!”, the youngest in the league shouted out to the rest of the group.

Twice immediately jumped up from his chair and joined Toga in the playful but tortures gesture on the young boy. Mr.compress came a bit after, after seeing how much of a show was going on up there, whereas Shiggy stayed behind (at least for now, hehe🙃) and the portal villain stayed with him.

“AHAHAHA STOHOHOP!!!! GEHEHT OHOHOFF MEHEHE!!!”, the half-and-half boy laughed, but was clearly not having a great time. Don’t get me wrong, when it was his friends, he was fine with it and it felt good to laugh, but he drew the line at villains, yet here he was.

“Aww, look at him!! We should do this more often” Toga said, smiling widely. “No, that could possibly give away our base with the noise- GREAT idea Toga!!”, twice said, constantly moving between spots. “He’s definitely putting on quite the show, I’ll give him that” compress chimed in.

“STOHOHOP!! LEHEHET MEHE GOHOHOHO AHAHAHAHAH!!!!!” Shoto yelled, wishing he had enough strength to freeze the restraints and escape, or maybe burn through them, but the battle, being trapped in a marble, and all the attempts to get him to talk had completely worn him out.

They continued to tickle him relentlessly, only stoping to make sure he didn’t pass out once, and after he caught his breath, they continued.

The longer it went on, the more hopeless Shoto felt, but he refused to give up the information.

Eventually, Shiggy couldn’t take the noise, and decided to try and speed it up. He got up, slowly walked towards them all, and since he couldn’t do much else, he poked Shoto where ever he could. Normally this would have made his situation more hopeless, how ever, one spot the new edition poked got an extreme reaction of ice.

All the villains hands got frozen, and so did the bindings, making it so Todoroki could break them.

In the confusion of the sudden ice, the half-and-half boy somehow managed to get out and run far away. Toga seemed to be disappointed that he was gone and she didn’t get any information, especially about Deku.

~Dabi pov~ THE AFTERMATH :

I came back from my secret alone mission to find four of my alley’s hands frozen in front some broken rope hanging from the sealing. I sighed and simply walked passed them, ignoring Toga’s yelling to attempt to get me to unfreeze their hands. Oh well, if it isn’t unfrozen by morning, I’ll help them, and maybe when Shiggy realizes that he has two hands, he can get himself out, but until then, whatever crazy shit they did this time will be their problem.

They should really think before they do anything

꧁༺The end༻꧂

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That was the story, I hope you enjoyed!! Sorry it was so short, I wasn’t doing good with motivation, but I really wanted to make this for you nonnie, so it might be a bit rushed, sorry 😅. I‘m glad you requested it though, it was fun to write, especially Toga! Have a great day/night! Byeeeee!!

🎮Shigaraki⊰⁠⊹

General:

Neutral on tickling. Doesn't hate it, not super crazy about it.

He's just gotta be in the right mood at the right time.

Will kill anyone who tries to get him to admit it, but he doesn't totally hate it.

I'd say he's a lee. Besides the obvious risk of disintegrating someone, I just feel that he wouldn't want to touch another person like that for that long. Again, certain mood, certain time.

Lee:

On the semi-rare occasion that he does get into a lee mood, he tries his best to ignore it.

He's the leader of the League! “Leaders don't indulge in childish things, it's below me!”

Yeah, that fails after about twenty minutes of denial.

This touch-starved boyo can not fight off a mood like that for long.

He'll try to subtly provoke one of the other members into doing it. Wearing one of his more beat-up shirts, crop top, maybe a tank top. Sitting with his arms behind his head, sassing them, everything he can think of.

The only one who ever really gets him is Mr. Compress. Someone else might pick up on the hints, but are too scared for their lives to do anything about it.

Lighter stuff works best on him, though in certain spots, some good digging will be rewarded.

His worst spots are his palms and thighs.

It feels like his quirk would make those boys really sensitive, though you have to be careful around his fingers. Maybe some special gloves with the palm cut out? Eh, they'll get creative.

Melt spot would be his back. Light tracing, maybe feathers or something along those lines. Either way, he loves it.

Raspy, restrained little giggles at first. Boy refuses to laugh.

You get him good, though, and it'll be ear-splitting cackles and old-door-level squeaks.

📏Twice🎭

General:

Switchy-switch, depending on what side of him is leading.

His calmer, more rational side typically means lee mood.

His angrier, more violent side normally means ler mood.

Twice thinks tickling is a fun way to bond with his fellow members, as well as just relaxing and enjoying it.

Lee:

When he gets lee moods, they're often in-his-face and hard to ignore. Big, obtrusive need to get his shit wrecked.

The observant among the members can point it out. Extra giddiness, little jokes he wouldn't normally tell, and random giggles. Coin toss on who ends up giving a fuck, but still.

Hawks is usually his ler, though Toga is next in line. It's easy to get Hawks annoyed enough to send a feather after him. Toga is sadistic enough to wreck him whenever; it's asking her that's hard.

Worst spots are his ribs and armpits. Pitchy, boisterous cackles when you go for them.

Melt spot is his back. He loves back rubs that slowly become tickly, or just straight-up scribbles.

Ler:

Evil little shit about it. The harsher personality has a field day.

If he's having a decent day and is feeling cruel enough, he’ll make a clone or two to help him.

Big squeezes, drilling into worst-spots, raspberries, you name it. He wants to see his lee cackling before he's done.

The kind of mf to say “Citchie citchie coo~” without a hint of shame.

Most of the time, he'll give revenge tickles. Occasionally, though, there'll be a softer ler that pokes out just for comfort purposes.

Aftercare really depends on who it is. Most of the time, his nicer side comes out.

He'll do anything from smug comments to back rubs and a fluffy blanket.

🔪Toga🩸

General:

First off: girlie loves tickling

Can and will bring it up confidently. She's already kinda crazy—who cares what they think about this?

Gives ler-leaning switch vibes, methinks. Always ready to destroy someone, but wouldn't mind some pokes along the way~

Lee:

While they're less frequent, she definitely gets lee moods.

Knowing he'll almost always provide, she typically goes to Twice for tickly aid. If he's unavailable, though, it's skillfully tricking other members into giving her what she wants.

Very squirmy, can and will break your nose if you're not careful.

Worst spots are her hips. A few squeezes there and she's down for the count.

Melt spot would have to be her palms. She kinda gives off attention whore vibes, so she'd love any light, affectionate traces on them.

Got a bright and bubbly laughter that descends into cackles if you get her good. Blushes very easily, though she'll always have some blood-related excuse.

Ler:

Run for the hills, my friend.

Ruthless little ler, doesn't like to stop until her lee is a teary, tickle-drunk mess.

She loves building up anticipation, big on tickle games and hide-and-seek chases

Light tracing up and down a lee's midriff, stopping just shy of their worst spots before digging in.

Most teasing bitch to ever roam the Earth-

“Oooooh, your cheeks are so red! I love that color on you, cutie~” “Laugh for me! You know you wanna~”

“Oh, I'm sorry, does that word make it worse? A-tickle tickle tickle!”

Most frequent lee is Twice, though she's gotten everyone at least once before.

Not much aftercare unless you ask. Maybe a glass of water or some rubs. If requested, though, she'll cling to you for hours.

🎩Mr. Compress🔮

General:

So we can all agree he's the group dad-friend, right?

Tell me you don't see it. That's right, you can't-(/hj)

Sees tickling as a fun way to bond and de-stress. Often used by him as a cheer-up method.

I'd say switch on this one. He doesn't really seem to lean either way—only that his friends are enjoying themselves!

Lee:

Doesn't really get lee moods, though he's always open to a playful session with one of the League members.

Kinda like a human stress-toy volunteer

He doesn't mind it at all—it’s fun! What's the harm if it's doing somebody some good?

Worst spots are his belly and upper back. Get him there and he's a goner.

For melt spot, I'd say his tops of his thighs/calves. Man seems like he'd enjoy some leg tickles.

Deep, rich laughter. Kinda like Santa, but less ho-ho-hoey, ya know?

Ler:

Paternal tickle monster, no discussion.

He's got the “mental anguish” radar that good dads just seem to magically have.

He'll ask if they're okay and talk it out before starting his “special treatment” for their problem.

As said before, tickle monster gimmick is his thing.

“Is somebody stressed out? You know, tired minds are a special monster's favorite prey…”

“You'd better be careful with that frown around here. You don't wanna wake up…the Tickle Monster!”

“I can't hear you, dear! The Monster's taken over, and he's hungry for laughter!”

Seems like they'd kill him for it, but when they're upset, his silly antics are just what they need.

Tickles Twice and Toga the most, mainly to help with episodes or get Toga to wind down.

Shigaraki occasionally gets it, either for lee-mood help or pressure alleviation.

🗡️Spinner🦎

General:

He seems like a ler, ya know?

Like, he wouldn't hate being tickled, but he much prefers doing it to others.

Is a little too prideful to say it, but finds tickling people to be a fun way to wind down. Also, laughter is just adorable.

Ler:

He'd be kinda in the middle on the roughness-scale. He's not gonna go feather-light, but his goal isn't to kill you. Just enough to get some good belly laughter.

But like bro…have you seen those claws?

Ajhdbhwhs-

Ista-death, no matter how he uses them. Gentle traces? Butterflies swarming. And if he decides to be cruel? Kiss your diaphragm goodbye-

Also, the snooty-snout? Besides being cute, I'm betting tickle nibbles would be double-evil.

Teasing bastard, but affectionately. He can't help but be a jerk, but it's all in good fun.

“Man, you're so ticklish! I've got no idea how you've survived this long.”

“I didn't even know it was possible to blush that hard! You're teaching me new things every day, giggles.”

“Wouldn't it suck if I went for your worst spot? What's that? Hmm, guess I'll do it now if you're gonna be like that…”

Favorite lee would probably be Shigaraki

Picture it: fanboy getting to tickle his obsession-boy and hearing his laugh. And if Shiggy’s in a lee mood? It's a trillion times better for him.

After crusty-man, he'd go for Mr. Compress. Tickling the dad-man could make any one of the members smile, and Spinner is no exception.