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☕🍮Tickletober: Blush 🍮☕ Pretty like Momo

Ler! Momo

Lee! Eri

Length: 🎃

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Eri hummed a little tune to herself as she put on blush, making herself look pretty. She made her cheeks super red and they stood out with her blue eyeshadow and lipstick.

"I'll get her," she heard someone say. "She's probably in my room."

Momo walked in before Eri could put things away fast enough. The brush fell on the vanity as she jumped, startled. It rolled to the floor and Eri felt her face get warm as she looked at at the older girl.

"Eri, have you been playing with my makeup?" Momo asked, a smile on her face.

Eri nodded and hung her head. "Are you mad at me?" she asked quietly. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to be pretty like you..."

"Oh sweetie, no," Momo said pulling her into a hug. "I'm not mad at you. Just be sure to ask next time, okay?"

"Okay."

"And you are very, very pretty! You don't need makeup to make yourself pretty because you already are!"

But Eri still looked sad.

"Eriiii~" Momo said. "If you don't put away that sad look and smile, I'm gonna have to tickle you! The tickle monster's gonna have to come out and get youuuu!"

Eri, still pouting, jumped off the chair and ran over to the bed, quickly followed by the older girl, who quickly scooped her up and tossed her into the air playfully before putting her back onto the bed and proceeding to tickle her silly.

"Gitchy gitchy gitchy gitchy!" Momo teased.

"Ahahahahahahaha!" Eri giggled and rolled around on the bed.

"Aaaand I'm gonna tickle your tummy, aaaand I'm gonna tickle your sides, aaaand I'm gonna tickle your armpits~"

"Ehehehehehehehehehe!" Eri giggled happily, enjoying the affectionate attention. "It tihihihickles!"

"Well I would hope so!" Momo said with a laugh, dancing her fingers along the little girl's ribs. "Otherwise I'd be doing a very bad job! I'd be worried that my fingers weren't working if it didn't tickle, tickle, tickle!"

Not wanting to overwhelm the girl, Momo gave her a few knee squeezes and gentle neck tickles before finally stopping and just petting her hair as she lay there, trying to catch her break.

"You okay sweetheart?"

"Ehehehe! Yeah! That was fun!"

"I'm glad you had fun," Momo said. "But we should go find your Dads, because it's time to go home.

Eri frowned.

"Tell you what," Momo said. "We take a few pictures, then I can wipe this off and start over and give you a real big girl makeover! How does that sound? Does that sound fun?"

Eri beamed. "Yeah!!!"

They took some selfies and Momo posted them to her instagram story. Then after cleaning the makeup off Eri's face, Momo put some light pink sparkly eyeshadow on her, a hint of blush and some shiny lip gloss of her very own.

Aizawa and Yamada melted at the sight of her. Aizawa losing all composure and cooing over how cute she was, and Yamada immediately becoming the paparazzi.

"Momo! Mina's playing with your makeup!" Jirou called.

"I am NOT! SHHHHH!" Mina whisper-shouted.

Momo rolled her eyes fondly, then turned around to give her next make up thief a visit from the tickle monster.

*doing something mundane*

*gets notification*

☕️🍮Tickletober: Counting 🍮☕️ A Loving Boyfriend (and family)

Uraraka’s been insulting herself lately and Tokoyami uses a silly yet effective way to get her to stop.

Ler! Tokoyami

Lee! Uraraka

Length: 🎃

@khonaker

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“I’m just not very pretty, that’s all.”

“Oh, I hate these chubby round cheeks!”

“Stupid tummy pudge…”

“Oh, nothing. I’m fine. It’s not like my bare bones room is super embarrassing or anything!”

“Ow! Ugh, my feet hurt! These shoes are too small. My feet grow really fast I guess, I don’t know but I hate these Sasquatch feet. Why don’t I just get another pair? Because I can’t afford one right now, that’s why! And don’t you dare tell the Senseis!”

Tokoyami had heard these comments and similar others throughout the week, and he’d had enough.

Dark Night: Ochako, will you come here please?

Songbird: Sure. Everything okay?

Dark Night: Yes. 💜

Uraraka walked into her boyfriend’s room, shut the door behind her, and squeaked.

He stood there with a displeased look on his face.

“We need to talk,” he said. “About—”

“But you said everything was okay!”

“And it is. Just because we have to discuss something doesn’t necessarily mean there’s a problem.”

Uraraka frowned. “Then what is it?”

Tokoyami paced the length of his room as he explained, “I’ve overheard some of your self-deprecating comments this week,” he said, then proceeded to recall each of the comments he’d heard. “And I am going to make sure I convince you that those things are true.”

Uraraka, who’d sat on the bed while he was talking, managed to look up from the floor. “W-what? How are you going to do that?”

“By tickling you,” he said simply. And with a snap of his fingers Dark Shadow came out and held her arms above her head and made her lay on her back.

“Fumiiiiii, you don’t have to do this!” she whined.

“Oh, I think I do. And judging by that look in your eye, you don’t mind, do you?”

Uraraka’s blush reddened.

Tokoyami chuckled. “I thought so. Now, five comments, five areas that get tickled. I think I’ll start with your lovely soft tummy,” he said as he straddled her. He pushed up her shirt slightly and started to tickle. “Laugh for me, Songbird.”

Uraraka burst into bubbly giggles, wiggling what that she could. “Ahahahahahahaha! Fumihihihihihi! Plehehehease!”

“Please what? You’ll have to be more specific. Ah, perfect! One comment about your tummy, and one belly button,” he said, tickling it gently and chuckling when his girlfriend let out a ticklish squeal and drummed her feet on the bed.

“Eeeehehehehehehe! Nahahahahat the behehehelly button! Hahahahahaha! Pleeehehehease!”

“One comment, one tummy tickle, one belly button, and,” he paused momentarily to kiss her forehead. “And, one very happy girl.”

She beamed.

“Now how about these ribs, hmm? I suppose I could just tickle you there once but I think I’ll tickle you for as many ribs as you have, to make up for those self-deprecating thoughts I’m sure you had.”

“Tickles, tickles, tickles!” Dark Shadow said.

Uraraka snickered at the silly faces the entity was making to get her to laugh.

Meanwhile Tokoyami played her ribs like a keyboard and lost count a dozen times over. “One….two…three…darling stop laughing, you’re making me lose count!”

“I cahahahahahahan’t! Ahahahahahahaha!”

“Then I guess I’ll have to start over!”

“Noooohohohohoho!”

Tokoyami finished her ribs by giving her tummy a ticklish kiss.

“Eeeeep! Kehehehehe!”

“About those feet of yours,” he said, nodding at Dark Shadow who moved and held her ankles together instead.

Much to her surprise, Tokoyami didn’t start tickling her right away. He got up and reached for something underneath his bed. A shoebox. He opened it, revealing a pair that was a brand new version of her favorite pink sneakers.

“My Light, you didn’t!” she gasped, sitting up.

Tokoyami blushed, his feathers puffing out a bit at the ironic but very much loved nickname. “I did,” he said, straightening up. “And I won’t hear any complaints about it.”

Uraraka blinked back tears of joy. “Oh,” she said, sniffling. “You won’t!”

Tokoyami smiled and rushed over to hug her, laughing with her when they both fell down on the bed. They cuddled for a little while, then —

“You’re not gonna still tickle my feet, are you?”

“You know I have to.”

“But it’ll tickle so baaaad!”

“That’s rather the point, darling.”

“Ahahahahahaaaa! Nahahahahaa!”

“Your feet are perfectly normal, the only abnormal thing about them is how unbearably ticklish they are.”

“Stahahahahahap ihihihit!”

“Stop what? Stop teasing? Because I know you don’t mean stop tickling you,” Tokoyami teased as he scribbled her arches and the balls of her feet. “Oh, look! Five bad comments about yourself, five toes to tickle! How perfect!”

“Gehehehehehehe!”

“One…you are magnificent and the prettiest thing I’ve laid eyes on.”

“Ahahahahahahaaa!”

“Two…your cheeks are adorable, and the perfect size for your face shape.”

“Eeeek! Hehehehehehe!”

“Three…you need that “pudge” to protect your internal organs. I think it’s perfect. Besides, if I wanted to date a skeleton I’d go to a graveyard.”

“PFFFT! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Oh, thought that was a good one did you? Hahahaha!”

“Four…what matters is who you are, not the state of your room. And neither one is anything to be embarrassed or ashamed of.”

“Hahahahahahaha! Okahahahay! Okahahahay stahahahap!” she giggled, though it was clear she didn’t mean it.

“Not yet,” he said. “I’ve still got one more toe to do. And then the whole other foot! Hahaha! The look on your face! I’m only kidding. I’ll be nice and just give it a quick tickle. Now where were we? Oh yes, five…your feet are the perfect size for what you need and absolutely beautiful, and wildly fun to tickle. The perfect size for me too. I don’t have to work very hard to get you giggling. Tickle, tickle, tickle!” he teased, quickly scribbling her other foot. “See what I mean?”

Uraraka laughed and squealed happily, feeling extremely happy and loved as her boyfriend countered the lies she’d told herself, even if she was getting tickled. Which she honestly enjoyed. Dark Shadow tickled her some too but went back into Tokoyami after he finished with the tickling of her feet.

Then, he tickled her worst spot as the second to last grand finale. Her armpits.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA! FUMIKAGE NOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAT AHAHAHA THEHEHERE! AHAHAHAHAHA!”

Uraraka laughed so hard she began to snort, making Tokoyami laugh so much at both the silliness of the situation and adorableness of his girlfriend that he was unable to keep tickling her there.

He stopped after that and gave her a small break and cuddled with her, making sure she was alright and whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

“You are just too cute.”

“I love you, you know.”

“My precious Songbird.”

She hummed happily and snuggled into him, then giggled when he began to kiss her neck over and over.

“Last spot,” he explained, then giggled when she kissed him back and tickled under his chin, making him chirp quietly.

Eventually the two calmed down and just lay there, enjoying holding each other. They stayed like that for a good ten minutes, when suddenly Tokoyami’s phone buzzed. “Come on,” he said. “I have something to show you.”

Uraraka got up and followed him back to her room.

He opened the door to reveal that the entire class had decorated her room ceiling to floor and wall to wall with her favorite colors, posters of her favorite music artists and movie stars, along with some cute furniture, curtains, a carpet, and loads of stuffed animals on her bed.

“SURPRISE!” they yelled.

“You’re the sweetest, Uraraka! So we wanted to give you a room that’s just as sweet as you!”

And for the second time that day, Uraraka’s eyes filled with happy tears.