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marvel-m-lee · 8 months
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Could u do prompts 22 and/or 24 with aizawa and present mic? If u do x reader could you do with the reader otherwise I would enjoy reading it with eachother! ❤️
Yes yes yes, so cute!! I ship EraserMic so hard so yes! Also, for future reference, I don't do x reader fics. Sorry bout that
BUT onto the fic~!
Warning: Tickle fic ahead! Also very light bondage
Prompt: "When I find you, you're dead!" / "Please be gentle~!"
Characters: Mic, Aizawa, very short amount of Shinso
Shipping: EraserMic
Lee: Mic
Ler: Aizawa
Word Count: 1,343
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“When I find you, you’re dead!”
The words rang throughout the house like an explosion. Mic giggled childishly, diving into the closet in his and his husband’s bedroom. It may have been an obvious hiding spot, but Mic would be lying if he said he didn’t want Aizawa to find him. The circumstances that led up to him hiding in a closet played back in his head, and he couldn’t help but giggle again at the memory.
“Come on, it’ll be fun~,” Mic grinned at Shinso, who was currently doing his best to ignore his honorary father by distracting himself with a video game.
“No offense, but that doesn’t sound fun, it just sounds like we’d annoy him,” 
the purple haired boy paused his game and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly,
“I’d personally rather not get in the middle of it.”
“Aww, but it’s not permanent! It’ll wash off, c’mon!”
Shinso couldn’t stop the small smile that tugged at his lips from Mic’s childlike excitement over something so silly, though he rolled his eyes and shook his head in response,
“It’s still a no. Sorry, Yamada-sensei.”
Mic smiled softly at him and playfully ruffled Shinso’s hair,
“Fine, I’ll do it myself. And you don’t need to be so formal with me, Hitoshi.”
Shinso blushed and nodded, smiling wider and starting his game back up as Mic exited his bedroom.
From there, the prank was set in motion. Mic had snuck back into his and Aizawa’s bedroom with a black marker, knelt down beside him while he was curled up under the covers, and hesitated. His husband looked so peaceful. Strands of his disheveled, black hair spilled over his content face in a way that perfectly framed his gorgeous features. His lips were slightly parted, rhythmic breaths escaped his nose with the occasional, gentle snore, and his eyelashes rested against his cheeks.
Mic smiled. How did he get so lucky? His eyes twinkled with pure joy and love for his partner. Joy was quickly replaced with mischief, and a smirk spread across his face as he popped the cap off of the marker.
“Hizashi!” 
Aizawa’s sudden, angry voice snapped Mic out of his reminiscing, and he grinned nervously as he listened to his footsteps gradually get closer.
“I’m going to find you, hiding from me is irrational,”
Aizawa huffed, looking under the bed, then mentally smacking himself for thinking Mic could fit under it. He stood and glared around the room, his eyes eventually falling on the closet. He grumbled and made to open the door, but stopped. He steadied his breathing as he thought for a moment, then grinned slightly,
“I suppose he’s not here. Oh well.”
Finally, he started tapping his feet against the floor, gradually slowing his movements to mimic the sound of him leaving the room.
Mic smirked and rolled his eyes. Like he would fall for the oldest trick in the book. Aizawa was smart, there was no way he would leave without checking the most obvious hiding spot. About a minute passed and there was no sound coming from the other side of the closet door. Mic felt his confidence sinking. Maybe Aizawa did leave? It couldn’t hurt to check, right? 
He swallowed nervously, his hand shaking as he reached for the door handle. Slowly, the door slid open, and he peeked into the room. A triumphant grin replaced his previously anxious expression. The room was empty.
Mic chuckled airily, stepping further into the room,
“I don’t know why I was so nervous. He had no idea I was– WAAHH-!!”
The boisterous pro hero shrieked as he was tackled to the bed. He craned his neck to see Aizawa sitting on his lower back, eyes glowing red, hair defying gravity, and his scarf held tightly in his hands. Most importantly, his face was decorated with random drawings and words in black marker. He smirked and let his hair fall majestically,
“I’m surprised you didn’t hear me hooking myself to the ceiling.”
Mic blushed slightly in embarrassment, and smiled shyly,
“You know my hearing isn’t what it used to be.”
Suddenly, he couldn’t stop the amused giggles that bubbled from his throat at Aizawa’s face. The quirk erasing pro smirked back at his husband and grabbed his wrists, tying them to his ankles with his scarf in a swift motion,
“I’ll give you something to laugh about.”
“W-Wait wha–” 
Mic’s face erupted in even more red, and he experimentally tugged at his bindings, to no avail,
“Shota, what are you doing? Let me go!”
“I don’t think so. In fact,”
Aizawa leaned down and pressed his lips against Mic’s ear, making him shiver,
“I think you wanted me to catch you~.”
Mic swallowed nervously, panic and excitement filling his mind. He didn’t bother replying as Aizawa got to work, carefully taking off his husband’s socks. Aizawa grinned at the way Mic curled his toes when the cool air in the room hit his feet. 
“Something wrong, Hizashi~? You seem nervous.”
Mic bit his lip at Aizawa’s teasing tone, wishing he could bite back with a snarky remark of his own, but he knew that would only get him into more trouble. Aizawa could be quite merciless when he wanted to be. So, he simply replied,
“I’m fine.”
“Are you sure? Is it the fact that I’m going to tickle you, no matter what you do?”
The teasing tone in Aizawa’s voice only worsened how vulnerable Mic felt. He shook his head, trying to fight off the anticipatory tingles that danced across his bare soles. A sigh of resignation escaped his lips, a small, nervous smile creeping onto his face as he addressed his husband once more,
“Just… Please be gentle.”
Aizawa smirked, remaining silent as he started slowly dragging his nails up and down Mic’s soles. The touch was so sudden that he squealed in surprise, then soft giggles escaped his quivering lips.
“Here’s how things are going to go, Hizashi,”
the quirk erasing pro hero started, pulling Mic’s toes back and lightly scratching at a spot just below his big toe,
“You’re going to apologize for playing such a juvenile prank on me. But before that, you’re going to laugh to your heart’s content,”
Aizawa grinned at Mic’s whimpering at his teasing words and light strokes on his ticklish soles. He began running his index finger underneath every single toe while his other hand held them back, causing his ticklish victim to whine and squeak with each new touch,
“That’s why you pulled such a stunt, isn’t it? Because you wanted me to punish you?”
“S-Shuhuhut up, Shohohota!”
“Oh? Is that any way to speak to someone who has you in such a position?”
“Wait, noho I’m sorry! I’m sohohorry, Shota, please, nohohot THAHAHAHAT!! SHOTAHAHAHAHA!! NOHOHONONONO PLEHEHEHEASE~!”
Mic thrashed frantically as his husband began mercilessly raking his nails up and down his helpless soles. Aizawa knew exactly what to do to drive him up the wall, and this was one of them. He also knew what Mic could and couldn’t take and, while he couldn’t take being tickle tortured like this, he knew he loved it regardless. 
The two had their session well into the afternoon, much later than either of them had expected to go. Mic’s soles were on fire with ticklish electricity coursing through each and every nerve by the time Aizawa was finished with him. The stoic pro hero never skipped aftercare, and he made sure Mic didn’t protest as he rubbed a cool lotion on his sensitive soles. Mic had, indeed, ended up apologizing far before the tickle session was finished, but Aizawa only stopped once he yelled out their safe word. As the two cuddled in bed by nightfall, Mic looked up at his calm husband. They were both freshly cleaned from a warm shower, and Aizawa’s face was finally rid of the marker doodles. With a slight grin, Mic closed his eyes and cuddled into his husband’s warm chest, unable to stop thinking about what his next prank would be.
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marvel-m-lee · 10 months
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Okay I'm really leaving this account now, I'm feeling very uncomfortable with some things and people and as much as I loved this account I'm really moving on now.
So thank you so much to all my followers and everyone who's supported me and my writing and I wish the best to you all <3
Goodbye x
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marvel-m-lee · 10 months
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PAVITR MY BEST FRIEND PAVITR
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marvel-m-lee · 10 months
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IT- STOP SNAPPING ME GO AWAY 😭 IT WAS AN ACCIDENT N I DONT KNOW WHERE I STAND RN ON EVERYTHING 😭😭😭
POV you’re bored and just laying in bed then suddenly
… oh no is that a lee mood
….no, ok good
Soft tickles do sound good rn tho
FUCK
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marvel-m-lee · 10 months
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POV you’re bored and just laying in bed then suddenly
… oh no is that a lee mood
….no, ok good
Soft tickles do sound good rn tho
FUCK
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marvel-m-lee · 10 months
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OMG also, I'm 16 now, and I've had this account since I was 12, I think that's pretty awesome 😭🙌
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marvel-m-lee · 10 months
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marvel-m-lee · 10 months
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Annnnd I'm back!
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marvel-m-lee · 10 months
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SISJEKJE SHHH
Imagine rolling up a cute lee’s shirt and just softly scritching all over their soft tum with quick raspberries in between
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marvel-m-lee · 11 months
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I have a feeling its time to say goodbye to this account, so I don't think I'm going to be active again... loved every moment.
Thank you </3
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marvel-m-lee · 1 year
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Do I need to tickle that attitude out of you?
Hmm?
Do I?
*tickles your sides and tummy*
There's that happy face! There it is!
This is all you wanted, huh? This is all you wanted, huh?
You just wanted some playful tickles, huh?
You just wanted some silly tickles and silly playful attention, huh?
*kisses and smooches playfully*
Don't? Don't? Oh, you don't like my kisses?
Mmmm-hmmm! Nuzzle noses and tickles for toezes and soft tickly tickly hug hug hugs! Squiiiiiiiiiiiish! Skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiish! Mmmm! My sweet girl~
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marvel-m-lee · 1 year
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Since some of y’all are still convinced that Dabi was “born evil”, here’s lil Touya admitting word for word in the dub that he had the wrong idea about Shoto and doesn’t blame him for Enji’s neglect
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marvel-m-lee · 1 year
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I think he's onto you, Mic. 😎
(Came across the sound on tiktok and just had to do it. 😂 here's the video)
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marvel-m-lee · 1 year
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My friend was being a that earlier and in art we were doing drawings and somehow we got onto tickling and she tickled my side, I jumped a little and she giggled and then I put out my hand bc I'm terrified plus my other friend kept doing it this week and she just kept laughing because I would jump or tense if she moved too quickly and she loved it 😭💀
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marvel-m-lee · 1 year
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Sometimes people really do need to see this. Even if they won't promise or care, they need to see it
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marvel-m-lee · 1 year
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New MHA episodes really bring out my ultimate weeb side
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marvel-m-lee · 1 year
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I stfg bakugou would definitely celebrate this day
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Happy friday the 13th!
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