Auction poll 4/9: Where would you tickle Midoriya the longest?
Armpits
Chest
Ribs
Abs
Bellybutton
Sides
Hips/V-line
(you know)
Peach
Thighs
Feet
Other (comment)
Voting ended onNov 1, 2025
I hate that I need to specify this, but I hope the Auction stories make it sufficiently clear that we are talking about future, pro-hero versions of these characters (read: adults).
She hates days like this. She needs to stay low for a bit after managing to get onto the news, which means she's trapped in the bar that the League of Villains owns until further notice, staring at the ceiling from her sprawled-out position on a couch.
Everybody else, however, has no such limitations. Izuku's out right now on some kind of murder mission, and the others are busy doing their own things that Himiko couldn't really care less about. So, it's needless to say that she's bored out of her mind as she waits for someone to come and entertain her.
As if triggered by the thought, the door handle jiggles, causing Himiko to push herself upwards at the speed of light, eyes locking onto the door.
After a moment, the door swings open, revealing a very grumpy Izuku. He quickly shuts the door behind him, walks over to the couch opposite Himiko, and flops face-first over the arm of it, his face smushing into the cushion as he lays on his stomach.
Himiko, ever amazing at reading the room, grins and quickly stands up, bounding over to the green haired boy. "Izu, you're back! I was sooo bored without you."
She kneels on the floor next to him, her arms resting on the couch as she grins at him.
"I'm not really in the mood," Izuku mutters, his words muffled by the couch cushion he's currently stuffing his face into.
"Aww, it couldn't have been that bad, could it?"
"It was. I don't wanna talk about it."
Himiko hums and frowns. "Did you at least kill the guy Shiggy wanted you to?"
Izuku hums an affirmation, causing the bright smile to reappear on Himiko's face. "Well, then, stop acting all grumpy. No point in it if you did what you had to, right?" She pokes at his cheek, which only causes him to huff and cover it up with his arm petulantly. "I'm not gonna let you be a buzzkill. I've been bored all day. Gimme some entertainment."
The covering of his cheek does nothing but cause Himiko to switch to poking his side, which is clearly not what Izuku had been hoping would happen. He jumps and peeks out to glare at her half-heartedly. Himiko's smile only widens. "What? Did that tickle?"
Izuku doesn't respond, only hiding his face again. Himiko giggles and continues poking his side, causing the boy to twitch each time as he tries to stay motionless. "Are you ignoring me? Is that what's going on here? You know how hard it is to ignore me," she teased before giving up on subtlety and skittering her nails over Izuku's side. "Come on, cheer up!"
At the sudden switch, Izuku finally cracks, rolling onto his side to face her and attempting to push her hands away, snickering softly. "Stop that."
"Oh, you're not ignoring me anymore! That's good. Now it'll be easier to cheer you up." Himiko pushes herself up on her knees, now at a slightly higher level than Izuku. She latches one hand onto his waist and gently squeezes while the other claws at his stomach.
Izuku bursts out into giggles, curling into a ball on his side. He seems stuck between pushing her away and protecting himself, one hand gripping Himiko's wrist and trying to push it away. She can tell he isn't really trying.
"You're nohot cheering me uhup!"
"Of course I am, silly Izu! Look at how giggly you are now," Himiko teases.
"Thahat's because you're just- haha! Just tihickling me!"
"Hmm, I don't think I believe you. If you're still grumpy, you should stop laughing or you'll give people the wrong impression." Himiko pushes herself up to sit on the couch next to the spot where Izuku lays, trapping him between her and the back cushion as she scratching her nails into his ribs.
"Ehehahahaha!" Izuku collapses into giggles once more, a sound that Himiko finds absolutely adorable. This is one of those near-daily occurrences where she has to ask herself how her friend can terrify the crap out of heroes when he looks like this most of the time. "You ahahass!"
"You're really in no position to insult me, y'know," Himiko snickers. "And besides, it's hard to take it seriously when you sound so cute saying it."
"Shuhut uhuhup!"
"You're being pretty rude, y'know. Maybe I need to cheer you up some more." Before Izuku can protest, she moves her hands up his ribcage and starts wiggling her thumbs into his armpits.
"WAHAhahaha! Nohoho, Hihimiko!" Izuku's arms clamp down over Himiko's fingers, his legs kicking at her like a kitten attacking its owner.
"Aww, come on, don't laugh! You're supposed to be upset, aren't you?" Himiko teases with a grin.
"I- hahaha! I can't!" Izuku protests, then squeals when Himiko's nails scritch against the back of his ribcage, her thumbs still drilling into his armpits. "Ahahahaha!"
"Oh, does that mean you're happy now? Because you can't stop laughing?"
"Yehehes! Ehehe, I'm hahappy now! Stahahap!"
And Himiko does stop, pulling her hands back and watching her friend sink into the couch cushion below him, hugging himself as he giggles. His flushed face causes his freckles to pop out at her. Toga decides pink is her favorite color after red. Nothing can beat red.
Izuku reaches up and gently punches her shoulder, and she giggles at the action. "Does this mean you wanna hang out? Because you're happy now?"
Izuku nods, still smiling as he pushes himself up. "Yeah, sure, whatever. We can do that."
Himiko cheers and grabs his arm, pulling him up and leading him along. She really is happy she could help, and even if her methods weren't exactly typical, she can tell Izuku is glad, too.
Summary: Deku managed to piss off Bakugo and is now running for his life trying to hide
Lee - Deku
Ler - Bakugo
"DEKU!!! GET BACK HERE!!"
Deku had been training with Bakugo for a little while and discovered a hidden weakness, Bakugo is ticklish. For a moment Deku had been laughing his ass off at Bakugo's over reaction and eventually realized he was in trouble. He made a run for it and, well, that leads us to now.
"BAKUGO I'M SORRY!!!" The green haired boy was just ahead enough that he could take a turn and potentially lose the hot headed Bakugo. He went down an alley and chose to hide behind a building not far from the main campus.
After what felt like 10 minutes passing, Deku decided he lost him and started walking back towards the school.
"Man he really lost it there. But who would've known the big bad Bakugo had such a silly weakness." Deku giggled to himself.
"Boo!"
It was Bakugo. He had been tailing Deku this whole time knowing he had let his guard down.
"AH! Ba-Bakugo.. look don't hurt me I was just- AH!" The blonde tackled Deku to the ground, sitting on top of him with a menacing grin.
"What are you laughing to yourself about huh!? I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO LAUGH ABOUT!!"
Bakugo launched a full on tickle attack on the now giggling boy. He began tickling his stomach and vibrating his ribs like it was his only mission. With Bakugo overpowering him, Deku had no way of getting out. All he could do is lay there and take his torment.
"HAHAHHAA BAKUGOOOHOHOHO!! Plehehehehease stop!! I said I was sorreheheheheee!!!
"Sorry won't cut it Deku. You owe me for exploiting my ONLY WEAKNESS!! I have to make sure you'll NEVER tell anyone!! Or else it'll be THIS for endless hours!"
Bakugo shoved his hands under Deku's arms and tickled with expert precision.
"AHHH HAHAHA NOHOHO BA-BAKUGO PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! OKAY OKAY I WON'T TELL!! I WON'T TEHEHEHELLL!!
"Yeah no, I don't believe you."
Deku tried everything he could to get Bakugo's hands out of his underarms. He couldn't take how bad it tickled. He was trying to bend left and right, roll over, anything he could to get out of there. But all he was doing was exposing more areas.
Bakugo switched from under his arms to squeezing his sides everytime he tried to roll over, and squeezed his hips every time he went back to laying on his back.
Deku was visibly beginning to weaken, tears of mirth already falling from his eyes. He really learned his lesson and in all honesty, he wasn't even going to tell anyone. He enjoyed the thought of playing with this secret on his own without anyone finding out. The occasional poke here and there would be absolutely hilarious. Seeing Bakugo try his hardest not to laugh or jerk would just be 🤌🏻 such a payback in his own control.
"IHIHI CAN'T BREHEHEEATHE!! BAHAHAHAKUGOOOO!!"
Deku went silent, and that was Bakugo's cue to stop. He let up and stood up from sitting on Deku's waist.
"Yeah you little punk. Don't you dare tell anyone or else it'll be that times three. You hear me?"
Even though Deku knew it wasn't a serious life threatening threat, he still didn't want to tell anyone anyway.
"I already told you I won't tell. Jeez Bakugo are you some of expert in this stuff? You nearly killed me."
"That's the point idiot. I will kill you if you tell. Now get up already, you look like a fool on the floor."
Bakugo walks away feeling quite proud of how well he got Deku to listen. He knew he'd be able to overpower him whenever he wanted, so his secret felt safe to him.
But he had another secret. He secretly enjoyed every moment of that, on both ends.
“Sorry, Deku, no can do! Now, that I’ve got you in my clutches, I’m never letting go.” Bakugo laughs evilly, digging in to tickle with a renewed fervor.
“WAHAHAHA NOOOO!” Izuku shrieks, batting weakly at Katsuki’s shoulders. “SHSHSHIT HAHA- BAHAHA THAT TIHIHIHICKLES!” He cries out as his ribs are knuckled on either side.
“So fucking ticklish..” Bakugo murmurs, watching Izuku’s freckles as they move with his beaming smile and twitching laughter. “They’re gonna rank me number one instead, because your little giggle is too cutesy for them to take you seriously.” He says, blushing slightly at the semi-use of ‘cute’ to describe Izuku. Who was he kidding? He was downright adorable. “I mean, come on, how is this a threat?” He snickers, gesturing with one hand to Izuku’s cackling, red face.
“Die then!” Bakugo snorts out a little laugh and starts tickling all over Izuku’s stomach.
“WahahahaHAHAHA!” Midoriya cries, and this time he can’t help it as his arms reach out frantically to grab at Kacchan. “PLEHEHEEASE!” He wraps his arms unsurreptitiously around Bakugo’s shoulder and drags him into a half hug.
It doesn’t quite stop the tickling, just pulls them both closer. Bakugo laughs too. “You idiot. Think you can stop me?” Then, he digs in to Izuku’s hips.
Midoriya shrieks the loudest yet and twists and turns under him uselessly. He pounds onto Katsuki’s back and hugs him closer, laughing all the while.