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fluffyticklespots · 1 year
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Hand It Over! (My Hero Academia)
Warning: Tickle fic ahead!
Characters: Todoroki, Bakugou
Word Count: 1,535
Summary: Bakugou wants to watch TV, but Todoroki had control of the remote first. After (barely) asking nicely, he decides the only way to get it is through torture~.
A/N: This fic isn't necessarily TodoBaku, but it can be read that way or platonically! :D
“I said, give it to me!”
“Stop, Bakugou, I was here first.”
“Like I give a shit, Icy-Hot! Hand it over!”
Todoroki yelped when Bakugou pounced on him. He angrily tried grasping at the TV remote, which Todoroki held high above his head. Everything had been peaceful until Bakugou decided he wanted to come out of his room for once. Todoroki was watching a news program, though not much had been going on aside from the usual reports, and not two minutes had passed before Bakugou started demanding the remote. The half-and-half hero was used to this behavior from his classmate by now, but that didn’t stop him from rolling his eyes at the way he was being spoken to.
He tried grabbing at his explosive classmate’s hands with one of his own while still keeping the remote out of reach. “Stop. I already told you I’d give it to you when my show was over.”
“It’s the news!” Bakugou scoffed, still grappling for the remote, “It’s not even entertaining!”
“Maybe not to you, but it is to me.”
“Gimme the remote!”
“I said no.”
Bakugou growled, aggravated at the fact that his classmate was being so calm and that he was about equal strength with him, if not more so, so trying to grab the remote while he was pushing him away was more of a difficult task than he’d like it to be. In the midst of his fruitless attempts, he shifted his position, and accidentally brushed his hand along Todoroki’s side when rebalancing. He shot his gaze downward when he heard a loud gasp escape from his friend, along with his arm coming down ever so slightly.
“The hell was that?” Bakugou inquired, his usual gruffness accompanied by a sprinkle of interest and confusion.
“N-Nothing,” Todoroki stammered, his heart pounding and face flushed.
The hot headed hero silently scanned his friend beneath him, trying to figure out what could have elicited such a sound. He narrowed his eyes and shot him a glare.
“I’m not dumb, Icy-Hot!”
“I never said you were.”
“Then tell me what that sound was!”
Todoroki felt himself sinking further into the couch, wishing he could just go back to watching TV. He felt his face heating up more and more by the second. He didn’t know how to get out of this. Bakugou was determined and stubborn; there was no way he was going to let this go. Quickly and in a panic, he took the moment Bakugou was distracted to squeeze at his side with his free hand. His classmate yelped in surprise, defensively wrapping his arms around his torso. This didn’t stop Todoroki, as he grinned a little and continued squeezing the side he had a grip on. Bakugou grit his teeth, growling in place of forced laughter, and tried clawing at his friend’s offending hands.
“S-Stop! What are you d-doing?!”
“What’sa matter, Bakugou? Are you ticklish?”
“O-Of course not, moron! Stop it!”
“If you’re not ticklish, then why do you want me to stop?” Todoroki moved his hand up to Bakugou’s ribs, squeezing and scribbling whatever surface he could that his friend wasn’t actively protecting.
“B-Becahause!” Bakugou doubled over, practically falling on top of Todoroki while he clutched his torso desperately. “Leheheave me alone!!”
“Were those giggles I heard~? Did the big, bad Bakugou just giggle?”
“No! Shut UUUHUHUHUP! AHAHAHA NOHOHOHO!”
Todoroki smirked as his explosive friend came crashing down onto him. He continued to rapidly squeeze and knead at the spot just above his ribcage, not letting up for a second. Bakugou thrashed like a fish out of water, shoving at his friend’s hands in pure desperation. He couldn’t even muster up the strength to back away from him, that was how badly it tickled.
“Not ticklish, huh?”
“SHUHUHUHUT YOUR MOHOHOHOUTH! S-STAHAHAHAHAP! I WILL KIHIHILL YOHOHOHOU!”
“That’s not nice, Bakug–”
The half-and-half hero yelped when he felt a squeeze at his own side, and he absolutely melted when the squeezes continued. He lost any energy to keep up his own ticklish onslaught, and used any remaining energy to keep himself from laughing. Gasping for breath, Bakugou kept kneading and pinching his friend’s sides, grateful for the moment of reprieve. Once he finally regained his strength, he sat up fully and dug into his sides with more force.
“Oh, you all quiet now? What happened to that cocky attitude you just had, Icy-Hot?” He smirked and proceeded to explore Todoroki’s abdomen. He squeezed, kneaded, and scribbled his fingers along every inch of his ticklish torso. “C’mon! You were so vocal just a second ago! Laugh, dammit!”
A swift shake of his head was enough to encourage Bakugou to try even harder. He explored the entirety of his classmate’s torso, some spots eliciting more of a struggle than others, but he knew he hit the jackpot when he ventured up to his armpits. A single poke was enough to cause Todoroki to squeal and thrash harder than he had thus far. He shot his arms down and started pushing at his tormentor, but he grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand. The remote had long since fallen to the floor.
“There we go,” Bakugou grinned mischievously as he drilled into his friend’s hollows with his free hand.
“BAHAHAHAHAKUGOHOHOU!! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”
“Please? Please what? You have no room to beg, you started this!” He started kneading his thumb into the pits while scribbling his fingers on the outsides of them. “But I won’t object to hearing you beg. So go on, beg all ya want! See how far it gets you~.”
“NOHOHOHO TEHEHEHEASING!! C-C’MOHOHOHOHON, PLEHEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!!”
The smirk on the explosive teen’s face was spine-chilling. He looked sadistic as he tormented his poor classmate, really digging into one of his worst spots with such vigor, and feeding off the desperation in his voice. The combination of his bright red face and shrieking, helpless laughter was intoxicating. He had no intention of stopping anytime soon, and it showed. That is unless…
“You regretting not giving me the remote yet?”
“YOHOHOHOHOU’RE STIHIHIHILL ON ABOUT THAHAHAHAHAT?!”
“Why wouldn’t I be? You never gave it to me! Come to think of it…” Bakugou turned his hand into a claw, intensely scribbling into his friend’s armpits with deadly precision. “Is that why you started tickling me? Did I accidentally tickle you while tryna grab the remote? You wanted to distract me from trying to do it again?”
The heat that radiated off of his classmate’s face was enough of an answer. Todoroki shrieked, whined, and thrashed as his armpits were tormented. He wanted to just cover his face, too embarrassed to even wanna be in the same room as Bakugou right now. No one had known he was ticklish. Hell, he hadn’t even known until a particular confrontation with Midoriya not long ago. His upbeat friend had sworn not to tell a soul, though, so he figured he was safe from anyone else finding out. How he hated being wrong.
“Well?” Bakugou pinched the skin around the half-and-half hero’s armpits, drilled directly into the middle of them, rapidly scribbled and tickled every inch of the sensitive skin, doing whatever he could to squeeze out the loudest and most desperate laughter.
“YEHEHEHEHES, OKAHAHAHAY?! YEHEHEHEHEHES! AHAHAHAHARE YOU HAHAHAPPY NOHOHOW?!”
“Not yet. You still need to hand over the remote.”
“FIHIHIHINE, JUHUHUHUHUST TAHAHAHAKE IT!”
“I don’t think I wanna stop just yet, you’re having so much fun~!”
“BAHAHAHAHAKUGOU!!”
“Ugh. Fine. After this.” Bakugou proceeded to lift his classmate’s shirt up, hold down his wrists with both of his hands, scoot downward, then positioned his lips above his tummy.
“W-What… Whahahat are you dohoing?” Todoroki looked on with confusion, tensing his belly for the worst. 
Without a word, the explosive hero took a large breath in, then blew a giant raspberry on his friend’s bare tummy. The noise that escaped him was almost inhuman. A mix of a shriek, a snort, and uncontrollable laughter, immediately followed by silent hysterics. Todoroki thrashed and bucked and squirmed, desperately trying to get away from the ticklish torment. He had never experienced such a torturous feeling before. And yet, he would be lying if he said it didn’t feel exhilarating.
Once his long raspberry concluded, Bakugou sat off of his friend, shooting him an amused smirk. His classmate was a mess of tear-stained, red cheeks, residual giggles, and tingling nerves everywhere. After a few moments of trying to calm down, he sat up fully and glared at Bakugou, though it lost any effectiveness due to the wide smile he so desperately tried to hide.
“So, remote?” Bakugou inquired expectantly.
Todoroki huffed as he got off of the couch, legs trembling. He went around to the side the armrest he had been pinned to was on, and grabbed the remote that had fallen to the floor in the commotion. He then plopped back onto the couch, all energy having been expended.
“Here,” he glowered at Bakugou as he handed him the remote.
“Finally,” the hot head relaxed into the couch as he changed the channel, looking victorious. He then peered at Todoroki curiously, saw his attempt at a scowl, and laughed. “What? Your show’s over anyway~.”
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aromanticannibal · 4 months
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original template here. be ready for ten thousand mha template memes of that type to pour out of my blog like blood out of a wound.
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seraphicghost · 1 year
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switched au part 10!
start / prev / next
read the whole thing here
i update the comic weekly on p/treon!
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eggsdrawings · 5 months
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whatever dabihawks was doing in season 5
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class1akids · 6 months
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New double spread - BNHA 390 (Dabi's fireball from Shouto's POV)
(Let's note that this is the first family reunion since Touya's attack on Shouto. It's the first time they are back on the same panel. And how symbolic is the scene - Touya's rage that Enji can't respond to is destroying the family, Rei, Fuyumi and Natsuo are trying to do damage control but it's not enough. Shouto's move, his healing, his balance is what's needed to save the family...)
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dabislittlemouse · 1 month
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love seeing people slowly switching sides and turning into Dabi simps the moment they see the new panels of him shirtless like yes NOW you see the vision don’t you, come join us in our utter madness over this sexy burnt raisin :3
*cutely throws my smutty masterlist at you to further corrupt you into simping for this man*
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toyasgirl · 10 months
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I need to do more of him like this ugh
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introspectivememories · 5 months
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tddk hc that tdrk is the ultimate "i wanna show you off" bf. king of kissing izk in public places to tell everyone that izk is taken by him. possessive bastard. purposely lends izk his clothing and everyone can tell bc while izk is bigger width wise, tdrk has always been taller. convinces izk to leave hickeys in visible places just so he can come to class the next day, shirt half-unbuttoned, so that everyone can see. makes direct eye-contact with the business ed student who will Not stop asking izk out, as he kisses izk.
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nohoney · 9 months
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thinking ab c&c!touya marrying reader… oh sweetness it’s so hearteyes and then pumping a kid in her oh I could die! This touya brainrot will melt my heart. Sweetness… he’s just too hot 😭 and pretty and hot and handsome and hot 😔
imagine that touya and reader have actually been engaged for a good while, they just kept it between each other until they were ready to announce it (o˘◡˘o)
on the down low, touya just wanted to elope but you insisted on a small ceremony. you wanted the experience of buying the wedding dress, looking at venues, just overall planning your special day. and of course if that’s what you want then it’s what you get. his side of the family actually covers most of wedding costs and they’re happy, mostly because they thought touya would be the kind to be with someone long term but not actually marry. they only assumed that because you and him were really dismissive whenever anyone asked you about getting married.
truthfully you and him just thought it was no one’s business to know what you and him were planning.
everyone also assumed that you didn’t want kids either. wrong. it was also just a discussion kept private. you and him just kinda retreated for a hot minute from hanging out with friends, which wasn’t unusual, and then you just showed up with a lil baby bump to a hang out and casually announced “yeah we’re pregnant, those months you didn’t see us? we were trying.”
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commander-revan · 24 hours
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Can't help but think of Touya when looking at these lyrics from the new OP.
Ujiko assumed it was hate all this time that kept him alive when he should have died a long time ago, but he just wanted to see his family again (and for his family to finally see him), no matter how twisted that desire ended up becoming and even if he couldn't admit that to himself.
They're what kept him going.
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juliabluewolfar · 5 months
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Animal Crossing best painting pic 🖼️
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arlertaddict · 1 year
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I keep changing my mind about the placements on this list, but it is what it is. Based purely on vibes.
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seraphicghost · 1 year
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Switched au part 11
start / prev / next
read the whole thing here or on webtoons !
i update the comic weekly on p/treon! / leave a tip!
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lerrryyyyy · 2 years
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『 Mer!Boyfriends TDDK! 』
This has been in my WIPs since May, but finally here it is--
Mandarinfish!Shoto & Seabunny!Izuku (I honestly can't remember why I chose Mandarinfish, but I'm p sure it's partly the aesthetic... Seabunny coz bunny hehe)
Mistakes were made and I was too late to notice so here's the revised version but I'll leave this up coz I still kinda like it 😂
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Do not edit or repost my art.
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class1akids · 5 months
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Today is another day I'm reminded that we have been absolutely ROBBED when it comes to the art...
Shouto countered a 5km diameter NUKE in a single move and didn't get a single double spread of his actual attack or show his face doing it. All we got was a 90% empty page - twice (the second time, he's barely visible).
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The writing quality of Shouto's endgame is insanely good and narratively coherent - one of the best things in the final arc, but the art simply doesn't live up to the writing. 😭😭
I would expect one of the main characters getting his final attack the size of a huge area (which ends one of the biggest storylines) showcased in a more impactful way and not be less memorable than the Act 1 panel that was a stadium size attack. And because of the lacking art, it will forever be underrated by the fandom.
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loosesodamarble · 1 year
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Yo, hru? Congrats on reaching your milestone! Can I have a Dabi (from BNHA) fluff scenario w prompt C2. Their pouty face was so unbearably adorable, (Blank) couldn’t help but swoon a little. , pls?
Yo! I am doing well! I'm sorry that it took a while to write this. The muses are stingy with me at the moment... 😅
But the fic is written now! And I have to say... An unexpectedly fun write for me. And I think some of the lines in this piece might be my favorites that I came up with during this whole follower event. So like, thank you Anon for the request~! 💖
Summary: It's date day for you and Dabi. You walk and talk and Dabi thinks your face is the cutest in the world. Genre: fluff Word count: ~700
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You glanced at your phone at your last message from your boyfriend. There was a time and place for a rendezvous, as well as the line [Look as good as you always do.] Smiling and laughing, you put your device away.
No wonder he was a Villain. What with the way he stole your heart.
“What’s a fine looking citizen like yourself doing near a dingy ol’ alleyway?” A familiarly husky voice asked before an arm hooked around your shoulders. “Looking to be kidnapped?”
“Whoops, not really!” you joked, sliding away from the voice. “Sorry, I only read dark romance! I’m not one for living it!”
You turned and grinned at Dabi. He smiled back from underneath his high collar coat and baseball cap. Reaching out your hand, you walked back over to him. Your hand and his became intertwined and you began to walk side-by-side.
“I’m glad we can meet in person on occasion,” you mused as you eyed some of the new fashions in a store window. You looked back at him. “But why can’t we do it more often? Or just move in together?”
“‘Cause life ain’t fair,” Dabi answered, sighing. “Besides, you shouldn’t be joining the circles I run in.”
You raised a brow at him.
“My record ain’t clean so I think I’d be fine,” you whispered, a little offended that he still treated you like an innocent nobody. “C’mon! Lemme into your club!” Leaning back, you batted your eyes with faux innocence. “Imagine all the IDs and money I could forge for you…”
Despite what you were saying, of the crimes you were willing to commit and for his sake, you spoke with a cute, whiny voice. And your face… Your pouty face was so unbearably adorable, Dabi couldn’t help but swoon a little.
It was like you and Dabi were high school sweethearts and not on the run from the law.
Life was Hell for Dabi. A burning, aching Hell that he threw himself into. But in the midst of the wretched misfortune he called life, he had you.
You were not someone pure. You were no delicate princess or little piece of Heaven for him to protect. Some lovesick poet might’ve called you that. But Dabi wasn’t a poet and he knew better than to treat you that way. Knew better than to call you an angel or to want for Heaven, or whatever salvation that society had to offer.
No. To Dabi, you were a magician. One who created an illusion of normalcy for the two of you. That was all he wanted, all he needed.
If Dabi was to allow himself one weakness, he wanted it to be you.
“Well when you put it like that…” Dabi started, intentionally letting his voice trail off. “No.”
“Dude!” you gasped.
Dabi leaned in and then poked the tip of your nose.
“Get back to me when you manage to kill someone. Then I’ll reconsider.”
“Ugh, you are the most unfairest boyfriend I’ve ever had!” you grumbled. You pouted again, though this time in anger rather than to beg. And Dabi still found it impossibly adorable. “And that’s saying something when one almost ratted me out.”
“You still love me though, don’t you?” Dabi asked as he gave your hand a squeeze.
“Hmph!” You turned your head away, refusing to give him the satisfaction.
“C’mon, don’t be shy!”
“I’m not shy! I just don’t love you!”
“And now you’re turning into a liar!” Dabi said in a sing-song tone.
Dabi continued to pester you while you shot down his every attempt to get an “I love you” from your lips. Despite the “argument,” you two never let go of each other’s hands.
The banter only stopped when you approached a crepe stand.
“You only get it if you confess your love for me,” he offered with a grin.
He knew you could never turn down a crepe. Especially when it was on him.
“Extra whipped cream and I love you for all eternity.”
“Deal.”
Of course, Dabi didn’t let you have it all to yourself. His money meant he got the first bite, earning yet another one of your precious pouting faces. Not a bad deal in his mind.
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