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#Pffft but maybe I'll try making a terrible one at some point
im-a-chunky-potato · 3 months
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idk if the fact you actually Photoshop things decently makes the edits better or worse
like they actually look. weirdly good. but idk of they'd be funnier with really choppy photoshop or not
...HUH
I MAKE THESE THINGS ON MY PHONE IN UNDER 5 MINUTES HOWWWW.
Not even that can take away my talent I guess/j
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giggly-squiggily · 2 years
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hi! hope ur doing well <3!!! For the requests, can u do platonic BakuDeku where maybe Bakugous parents need his measurements (since I think his dads a fashion designer?) and he asks Deku for help (since he’s super analytical), but he doesn’t realize it’d tickle so bad
Heyo! Sorry for the wait, anon! This was really cute to write, and it was such a fun prompt (I think so- his dad's a fashion designer and his mom's a model? I'll have to double check later)! :3 I've gotcha covered
“Bakugou hold still.”
“I am still, you damn nerd! Ack! Watch your hands!”
The pair were currently in Bakugou’s dorm, the mentioned boy standing on a small stool shirtless while Midoriya pressed the measuring tape against his arms and back. Earlier, Bakugou’s dad called, asking if he could come by over the weekend to help him with some costumes he was making. “Just send me your measurements and I’ll have them ready to wear when you get here!” He told him happily.
Bakugou had no idea what his measurements were, nor did he know how to get exact numbers, so he went to Midoriya for help. That’s how they got here.
Now if only he would just stay still.
“Stop squirming, I can’t get the right numbers with you being all wiggly.” Midoriya rolled his eyes as he once again pressed the tape against Bakugou’s back, the blonde jerking away from the touch. “What’s going on? Am I hurting you?”
“Tch-it doesn’t hurt! It…” Bakugou trailed off, a blush creeping up his neck as he gritted his teeth. “It’s cold! Yeah-cold.”
Midoriya looked at the tape, then at Bakugou. “Oh, okay.” He gathered up the tool in his hands, pressing it firmly until it felt warm again. “My bad- let’s try this again.” He pressed the tape against his back-
“S-SHIHIT!” Bakugou nearly went tumbling off the stool, startling Midoriya with his sudden shout. “Okay, that definitely wasn’t the tape. Kaachan, are you okay?” His hands reached out to balance the other, gripping his sides. “Are you sure you're not-” He paused, replaying what he just heard. “Was that a giggle?”
Bakugou stilled, eyes wide and face flushed with embarrassment as he averted his gaze. “N-No. Of course not! I just-Gaahaha!” The blonde yelped when Midoriya experimentally squeezed his waist, earning yet another gruff laugh. “No way- you’re still ticklish?”
“SHuuhuhut up! Don’t sahahhay it ohoohut louuuhuhuhd!” Bakugou tried to threaten, but Midoriya was already hooked, cheekily running his fingers up and down the other’s sides and bringing out more laughs. “Gahahahahaha! Fuhuuhhuhuck Deheheheeku! Yoohohohohu jeheheheerk!”
“Oh, I’m the jerk? Says the man who marched into my room this morning, tossed off his shirt and told me to ‘Measure me!’” Midoriya recalled, blinking as he finished. “That doesn’t sound too good saying it outloud, does it?” He shrugged. “All well-the point is you want me to measure you! So I’m measuring you!”
“Hohohohoohhoohow are yoohohohou meahahhahasuring mehehehehehe?”
“I’m measuring you by ticklishness! Let’s see what spots give the best reactions!” Midoriya giggled to himself, one hand reaching around to give Bakugou’s tum a scribble while the other locked itself on his hip, squeezing away. “So far I’d say your waist and hips are pretty good! What about here?”
“Dehehehehehehehheheeku! Gahahhahahahhahahahha! Fuuhuhuhuhucking nehehehehehhehrd! Gehehehehehehet oohohohoohohff! Pffft bwaahhahahahahah nohohohohot thehehehehhere!” Bakugou’s laughter increased when Midoriya squeezed beneath his ribs, making him nearly double over.
“Oo, good spot! I’ll keep that in mind.” The green haired hero moved upward, wiggling into the other’s ribs. Bakugou’s laughing fit lightened, but still remained consistent. “Ribs check out!
Bakugou was reaching his limit, cheeks red and eyes squeezed shut. He tried to avoid wriggling too much, even as Midoriya found that terrible spot near his armpits. “Gaahhahaha! Oohohohohkay! Oohohohohkay enohohohough!” He went to reach back and grab the other’s hands, his foot slipping and sending him crashing to the floor.
“Whoa, Kaachan!” Midoriya darted forward catching him just in time. The two went safely into the carpet, just barely avoiding injury. “Are you alright?” “Ahehehe…hehe…youhuhou…” Whatever Bakugou had to say he must have decided against it, reaching out and gently shoving the other. “Thahahat’s it- Come here!”
“Wait-Wahahhahahahahhahahahhait! Midoriya had no time to react when Bakugou suddenly pounced, pinning him to the ground and scribbling away at the other’s sides and waist. “Whahahahhahahat abhahahhaohohoohohut the mehehehehahshsurements?”
“Oh, we’ll get those later.” Bakugou grinned, eyes dancing with glee as Midoriya let out a squeal, cheeks aflame. “Let’s see if YOU measure up, you big nerd!”
I hope this was good!
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