#loki ticklefic

[delightfulfics]

I have a sentence starter for you :)

“I think I kinda like this…”

with Ler Loki who is tickling the reader kinda lightly? Thanks!!

“I think I kinda like this…” you said quietly under your breath.

Loki looked at you in confusion while he laid on top of you, pinning your body to the couch and ghosting his fingertips lightly against your sides, “Excuse me, darling?”

“I- um, nothing!”

“Oh come on…” Loki smirked and slowly moved his fingers from your sides to your stomach, making your skin tingle and form goosebumps from his light tracing, “You wouldn’t wanna lie to me.”

You giggled at him as he slowly scratched his hand in the middle of your stomach making you arch your back off the couch a little. He dug his hand into your stomach to place your body back to the couch, making you screech. He chuckled as he heard your reaction and started to trace figure eights very lightly into your sides so you could be able to speak.

“Y/N, you can tell me anything.”

You looked at him with his eyes full of sincerity and pushed his hand away lightly so you could speak clearly, “I- I think I like this…”

Loki paused. He heard you say this the first time but he thought that he must have heard you wrong. He smiled and chuckled.

“Oh, darling… you are absolutely adorable,” a blush crept up your neck and you turned your face into the couch, hiding from Loki. He laughed and lightly wiggled his fingers into your neck making you jump. He retracted his fingers from your neck and started at you for a moment.

“What?”

“I think darling that I kinda of like this too.”

#ticklish!reader #ticklefic #lee!reader #ler!loki

[jam03312000]

Okay ... Be nice to me this is my first time posting, or even letting anyone read something I have been writing. I am EXTREMELY nervous, but I think it's about time I push myself out of my comfort zone. I have been writing short stories since I was... Probably ten. I started with stories of animals, then westerns, and eventually tickle stories. Fanfiction, or just something I thought of or dream about. I'd love to have people give me ideas, or tips, or friendly criticism... So anyways... Here goes nothing...🥴🫣😬😶‍🌫️

This is a ticklefic involving the Avengers.

Bucky, Steve, Peter, Tony, Piper, Wanda, Loki, Thor, Clint, Bruce, Sam, (I named the character Lucy in this one. Also I don't remember when I wrote this... It was a while ago.)

There is some minor cussing but that's it.

(How do I manage to get myself into these sort of messes ALL the time?) Thought Lucy as she was hiding in the vents of a Hydra base that was supposed to be ‘out of commission’. Lucy had joined the Avengers when she was only ten. Tony had found her orphaned and alone on the streets of a town he was on a mission in and couldn't bring himself to just leave her there. Him and Piper pretty much adopted her, as well as Peter Parker. They aren't officially adopted, but that didn't stop her from calling them mom, dad and Peter her brother. She's now almost eighteen and is constantly getting herself into trouble, trying to prove she is good enough to be part of the Avengers.

“This ‘out of commission Hydra base’ is the most in commission base I’ve ever seen.” She growled to herself, “I was only supposed to take out the one moron that was supposed to be here and get back home before anyone realized I was gone.” She shook her head and crawled through the vents till she was on the roof, praying for a miracle.

When she climbed out of the vent she was grabbed by some Hydra agents. Before they could get to the door to drag her back to the man she was there to kill in the first place, the two agents fell down dead. One with an arrow in the back, the other with a knife.

“So much for getting back before anyone noticed.” She whispered to herself turning around dreading what she knew was coming.

“LUCY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!” yelled her Uncle Clint.

“ALONE!” yelled her Aunt Natasha.

“There was only supposed to be one guy not- “

“Forget it, Lucy. Get in the Craft. On our way home you better come up with a pretty good explanation. Your parents are going to kill you.” Her uncle Steve said as he knocked a Hydra agent off the roof with his shield. As she walked past him to get into the Craft he whacked her on the back of the head.

“OUCH! Uncle!” he glared at her.

“Don’t even. You know you deserved that.” She rolled her eyes and sat down. Her Uncle's Bucky, Bruce, Clint, Steve, Thor, Loki, Sam, and her Aunt's Natasha and Wanda all climbed in.

Lucy’s eyes went wide.

“Wow! Everyone, but dad and Peter are here!” Bucky sat down next to her and wrapped his metal arm around her shoulders.

“Of course we all came. Our niece was in trouble.”

“AGAIN!” Sam said staring her down.

“Lucy, this is becoming an everyday thing and it needs to stop,” Steve said giving her a look that was mixed with worry and frustration.

Lucy gave him her best sweet and innocent look as she tried to lighten up the mood by saying, “This is the first time I’ve snuck into a Hydra base.” Nobody laughed.

Bucky pinched her side.

“Don’t! Please!” she asked in a whisper not wanting the others to realize what he was doing and join in. He grinned and pinched her side again. She wiggled and squirmed trying to get free, but he just tightened his hold on her until she couldn’t move.

“No! Uncle, please! I’m begging you!” he ignored her. Working his way down to her hips (Which was her ‘sweet’ spot), she gasped and bit her lip doing her best not to make any noise, but he grabbed her hip and she lost it.

“UNCLE BUCKY! NO! AHHH!!” he grinned.

“Good idea Buck!” said Wanda.

“Yeah! Get her good.” Thor chuckled as he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest.

“When you’re done Bucky, I want a turn.” Loki said with his arms crossed and glaring at Lucy.

“NO! NO TURNS! AHHHH! PLEASEHEHEHESSS!!” Lucy screamed and pushed on Bucky’s hand, but nothing worked. She couldn’t get free. “NOOO!!!!!”

“You do realize Lucy, that when we get home your dad, mom and Peter are going to do much worse, when they find out what happened.” Said Bruce.

“NO! You guys CAN NOT tell them!” Lucy’s phone started ringing. Bucky stopped tickling her so she could get her phone. She found it in her pocket, pulled it out and saw her dad’s face on the screen. “Crap. It’s him. Does he know?” They all shrugged. She sighed and answered.

“Hey daddy!” she tried to answer as happily as possible praying that he didn’t have a clue what had happened. That prayer dissolved.

“WHAT THE HELL WHERE YOU THINKING!”

“Dad…”

“WHY WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING SO STUPID!”

“Dad…”

“YOU AT LEAST COULD HAVE TOLD ME SO I COULD’VE GONE WITH YOU!”

“Daddy…”

“AND YOUR MOM! YOUR MOM! OH MY GOD YOUR MOM! YOUR MOM IS SO CLOSE TO KILLING ME! LET ALONE WHAT SHE’S GOING TO DO TO YOU WHEN YOU GET HOME!”

“Dad…”

“NOT TO MENTION WHAT I’M GOING TO DO TO YOU WHEN YOU GET HOME!”

“Dad!”

“YOU’RE IN SOOOOO MUCH TROUBLE YOUNG LADY!”

“DAD!”

“WHAT!”

“CALM DOWN!”

“ME CALM DOWN!”

“YES! YOU CALM DOWN!”

“LUCY!”

“WHAT!”

“GIRL!”

“Yes?”

“Don’t you Dare start acting sweet and innocent! What were you thinking!”

“Dad can we talk about this when I get home?”

“NO!”

“Dad…”

“Lucy.”

“Dad the phone is cutting out I’ll have to call you later.”

“DON’T YOU DARE!”

“Bye.”

“LU- “She hung up.

“Did you really just hang up on your dad, Tony Stark?” Bucky asked with a look of shock on his face. She sighed.

“Yeah…” she looked around at everyone they all looked shocked and a little sympathetic. She sighed.

“I’m dead aren’t I?” They all snorted, chuckled, or grinned.

“Definitely.” Bucky said poking her in the ribs. She squealed and grabbed his hand.

“Please don’t!”

“Yeah Buck. She’s going to get that A LOT when she gets home.” Steve said winking at Lucy, who groaned and buried her face into her hands.

“And not just her mom and dad, Peter’s going nuts.” said Sam holding up his phone. “Fourteen messages in three minutes.” He rolled his eyes and started texting Peter back. “And driving me nuts.”

Lucy sighed.

“Great. Just great. Well nice knowing you guys.” She said leaning back against Bucky’s arm, laying her head on his shoulder, and closing her eyes. Bucky chuckled, kissed her forehead and put his chin on the top of her head.

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Okay so that is just the first part of it, I just thought I'd post that and see what people think before posting any more... So... Is it okay?🤞😬

#tickle content #the avengers #first post #trying something new #bucky barnes #steve rogers #natasha romanoff #bruce banner #peter parker #wanda maximoff #thor #loki #tony stark #sam

[mcugiggles]

Weaknesses in Sparring

Sylvie doesn’t seem to want to give you a break. You agree to let her teach you in a sparring match. Loki just wants you two to get along.

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Reader is a teenager.

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“You are ridiculous. You need to learn to spar like a real fighter.” Sylvie’s words were spit at you like venom. You felt a slight burn in your heart.

“Excuse me, I was trained by the world famous Avengers. Ever heard of them? Earth’s Mightiest Hero’s?” You and Sylvie were at each others necks, fighting and arguing over disagreements at every turn.

“Well they didn’t do a very good job.” She said with a straight face, anger in her eyes.

A frown spread across your face, more like a pout, but you’re a child, you’re allowed to pout.

Loki was watching, panicking a little, wondering when to step in. “Okay, okay. Calm down. We can practice together, just… don’t kill each other. Please, I beg of you.” There was desperation in Loki’s voice. His eyes were tired, his body worn.

He needed a break.

With a deep breath, you look at him. “Fine. Whatever. Let’s spar, since you think I’m so terrible at it.” You send a pointed look at Sylvie, she looked at you with a tilt of her head.

“As I said-“

“Enough!” Loki interrupts before Sylvie can finish what she started.

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Setting up a spot to spar, the three of you prepared yourselves to fight safely without injury. Well, with minimal injury.

“Find your opponents weakness. Eyes, crotch, throat. But since I can’t hurt you, I’ll have to stick with other methods.”

You squinted your eyes at her as she prepared herself for the sparring match. Sylvie never wanted to get along with you. All she cared about was survival, and although that’s important, couldn’t she at least be nice to you?

“Three… two… one… go!” Loki counted down, hiding his nerves the best way he could. His eyes held fright for both of your safety. On one hand, Sylvie was someone he loved and cared about, his heart beating fast at the mere thought of her eyes looking back at his.

You on the other hand, a sweet young girl he’d protect with all his might. He couldn’t bare to see either of you get hurt.

The match began with Sylvie hurling herself towards you. You avoided her barely, almost tripping over yourself.

Sylvie ran at you, immediately catching you in a hold. You were able to maneuver yourself enough to escape, but as soon as you escaped, she caught you in another hold.

Sylvie had her arms around your upper body, and as you attempted to get your feet behind her legs, she was bringing you to the ground.

The struggling seemed to be working, but her hands only lowered slightly just enough to run over your ribs.

You squeaked loudly, dropping to the ground.

“Time-out! H-hey! Are you okay? What’d you do? Tell me you’re okay.”

The usually stoic prince panicked, stuttering and falling to your level.

Your eyes went wide as you attempted to explain the unexpected noise. “I-I’m fine, really.” Standing up from the ground and brushing yourself off, you felt your cheeks heat up. “I got startled.” You said the last part quietly, turning your head to the ground, face having gone scarlet.

Sylvie rolled her eyes. “Why are you acting weird? Just tell me. This is what I’m talking about. You can’t even tell us what’s wrong, how will you be able to fight when we really need it?”

Sylvie’s words would have hurt like a knife had you not been so embarrassed. You couldn’t tell her what was wrong! That’d be humiliating!

“Sylvie, please-“ Loki was cut off by you, “No, Loki, she’s right. I should listen to her. She knows what she’s saying.”

Loki was confused at the change in attitude from you towards Sylvie. Had she hurt you and you just didn’t want to say? Did Sylvie say something that got to you?

“Why are you red? Be honest.” Sylvie’s eyes didn’t leave you once, watching you as you stayed quiet.

“Well?” She asked.

“I-I’m just, just kind of, you know, I-I just can’t-“

“Stop stuttering. You’re showing weakness. What is it?” She was being so harsh! Why wouldn’t she just let it go? You were obviously embarrassed.

“I’m ticklish!” You looked at her with a pout and a red face for a moment, then looked down at the ground. “That’s it.”

“That’s it?”

“Yes.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! Why won’t you believe me?”

Sylvie watched as you shifted around nervously, looking at the ground out of embarrassment. She snorted.

“That’s cute.”

How dare she! She’s not allowed to say that at all! She has no right!

“I-I, what? N-no I’m not! It’s not! How dare you! I-I’m not cute! Why would you-“

“On the contrary, I believe her statement to be true.” Loki chimed in.

You were speechless. This was humiliating. You looked at the two in front of you, barely being able to without switching your gaze to the ground.

A hand grabbed your bicep, and you pulled to stay away. Loki held on tight, Sylvie walking behind you to hold your other arm.

“Step one: find your opponents weakness. In the case of fighting an enemy, damage vital organs.” Sylvie began her lesson.

“In the case of fighting a child, tickle them.” Your breath hitched.

Sylvie squeezed your side, and giggles immediately poured out of your mouth.

“Wow, that works surprisingly well.” Sylvie observed as you fell to your knees.

Giggles poured from your mouth, trying and failing to keep any semblance of strength, you went weak.

“S-stop! This isn’t f-fair! Seriously!” You breathed through giggles, trying to get them to stop, fighting against their hold, yet laying on the floor defenseless.

“You need to fight back! Your opponent could find this weakness out and exploit it to get information out of you.” Sylvie said with a sly smile. She knew exactly what she was doing.

“She’s right, Y/N. You need to learn to fight back.” Your knees were on the ground, you were bent over, giggling like crazy, and Loki went for your underarm.

“AGH! N-no! Stop!” Your giggles went up multiple octaves.

Sylvie and Loki were broken out in smiles. The charm of the young girl was absolutely adorable, it warmed their hearts to see her laughing like this.

“Okay! Okay. I-I get it! I g-get it! Don’t sh-show weakness! P-please! Stop!” Your face was burning red, Loki and Sylvie’s fingers causing you to fall down, yet holding your weight up at the same time.

Stopping and glancing at each other, Loki and Sylvie let you go.

You fell to the ground immediately, curling up defensively.

“W-why? Why’d you have to do thahahat?” You asked, giggles interrupting your words every once in a while.

Sylvie watched as you allowed yourself to catch your breath.

“I used your weakness against you.” Sylvie said as she watched you curled up on the ground.

Loki lent down to your level, holding his hand out to help you. Looking at his hand, you hesitantly held it in yours and allowed him to help you stand up.

You glared at Sylvie, and she just smirked at your flustered state. “That was adorable.” She said.

“No it wasn’t!” You pouted, sounding like a whining child.

“Darling, you don’t have to be embarrassed.” Loki was now smirking at you, and you wanted to hide away from the both of them.

“Ugh, just promise you won’t use this against me?” You put on your best puppy eyes, hoping it’d make them feel bad.

“Nope. This is perfect. Especially to get you smiling when you’re acting like a bratty child.” Sylvie said, walking to clean up the room from the abandoned sparring set up.

Loki watched with a smile. Your blushing face made his heart melt, and Sylvie’s teasing attitude brought it back to life with flutters. He was happy the two of you were finally getting along. After a moment of joy, he joined the two of you, reveling in the weight being lifted from the room.

#Loki #fic #fluff #Sylvie #reader #teen!reader #tickle #ticklefic #mcu loki #loki fic

[phantomtickles]

Giggly Festivities

This is my Squealing Santa fic for @a-fluffer-nutter. I am so sorry this is later than I planned I am terrible for doing that but I hope you enjoy! Thanks again to @ticklygiggles for planning all of this. 

“Complete waste of my time if you ask me.” Sneered the raven-headed brother.

Loki sat in a chair opposite of Thor and wore his usual mudguard outfit, a full black suit. He sported an overall annoyed expression on his face as his eyes followed older brother prancing around the room wearing a ridiculous sweater covered in the face of Santa Claus surrounded by the elves with different expressions. The brothers decided after the events of Ragnarök to relocate the people of Asgard to Earth and adopting it as their new home. That also included adopting all their traditions and holidays as well.

“Dear brother, why do you have to be, oh what do the humans call it? Oh! A Scrooge!” Thor chuckled and sat down on a chair beside Loki.

Thor had spent those last couple weeks showing Loki all that Christmas has to offer their family. During the entire process of explaining everything from decorating a Christmas tree, to giving presents Loki was unamused, claiming that humans were selfish beings wishing for things that most likely won’t come true.

It was late in the evening and after a whole day of Thor explaining what he’s experienced previously from the Avengers and Jane what he knows about Christmas, Loki seemed to be reaching his limit. Becoming more impatient with the frivolous traditions the blonde kept putting him through. And Thor knew his brother’s patience was getting thin.

Loki scoffed at the comment and narrowed his eyes realizing that Thor is just doing all this on purpose to annoy him. Well, two can play at that game. He stood up and face the god of lightning.

“You know, all this ‘Christmas traditions’ you have been throwing at me all day has made me realize one thing.” Loki mused. He certainly lived up to his name due to the gleam of mischief in his eyes that gave Thor a feeling of uneasiness. The younger of the two Asgardians stood in front of his brother's arms crossed.

Thor cocked his head to the side as if to say ‘What?’. Loki’s grin grew into a smile. “You remind me of Santa Claus.”

Before Thor could say anything he felt a well-aimed poke to his side causing him to jump and gasp. He began to put up his hands as he saw Loki try to poke him again.

“ I am not! How dare you?” Thor stuttered out as he tried to get out of the chair, Loki blocked him by putting on of his legs on top of Thor’s lap and using his body weight to keep his brother pinned in the chair.

Thor’s giggling gradually increased into desperate laughter as Loki switched from poking at his sides to more thoroughly kneading them, slowly taking the older god apart.

The blonde struggled under his brother’s weight and tried to push away the invading fingers. “Lohohohohkihihihi stahahappp thsisis at once!” he shouted through his laughs.

Loki ignored him and continued to torture his brother. As minutes which seemed like hours to Thor flew by Loki grew cocky and let up on some of the weight he had pinned against Thor. The older god immediately acted upon it, pushed the raven-haired god off and pinning him to the floor beside the chair.

Thor taking in deep breathes still places his hands on Loki’s ribcage but does not move his fingers, feeling the muscles tense under his fingertips. Looking at the wide-eyed god of mischief lose at his own game was too good to pass up on.

“Now Loki…..” Thor sang, gently walking his fingers over Loki’s torso, using just enough pressure to keep his brother gasping after each finger moves, but not enough to laugh. “I’ve been developing a theory of my own….” He teased.

“Since I am ‘Santa Claus’ as you say, it is only best that I give you what you want most for Christmas.” Thor teased, “Do you know what that could be?”

Loki shook his head furiously, barely containing the giggles building up in his chest, he can’t look or say anything at Thor in fear of breaking so early in this game.

“No? Such a shame, then I guess I’ll have to tell you myself.” Thor paused his wandering hands as he finished talking. Loki finally opened his eyes at locked eyes with his brother in anticipation of what was to come next.

“Laugh”

With that Thor dug all 10 fingers into his armpits and ribs. Due to his hands being the size of cannonballs, his hands could cover a lot of Loki’s torso without moving much. Loki arched his back so violently along with a shriek that could have been heard through all the other realms. Once the tickling continued and moved along his chest, stomach and sides, Loki slammed his back onto the ground and just succumbed to the torture.

“TH-TH-TH-THOOOORRR PLEEAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAH” Loki screamed, but it fell upon deaf ears.

Thor couldn’t help but join in on the laughter he was producing out of Loki, it has been such a long time since they have been affectionate with each other. An again, Loki started it.  “What’s the matter, dear brother? Do you not like my present?” He mocked.

Barely able to form syllables to form the words to respond, Loki just kept laughing. Everything going on in his head was focusing on the fingers causing the electric sensations throughout his body. He felt himself drift further into insanity as Thor began to pinch and squeeze at his thighs and knees. No thoughts could go through his mind, Loki was just a live wire that responded to anything from a squeeze on his kneecap, to fluttering his fingers around his neck.

Once Thor heard everything he wanted from Loki a couple of squeals, giggles, belly laughs, and even as a bonus a loud snort when he pinched Loki’s collar bones he slowly began slowing his fingers to a stop and started chuckling as the phantom tickles began leaving his brother’s body.

“Did you enjoy my present?” Thor cockily said with a giant smile that could have lit up the whole room.

Pushing Thor off Loki finally began to sit up and regain any bit of dignity he had left. Trying to look annoyed and mad at the whole situation that occurred, but the moment he locked eyes with the bright blue ones he couldn’t help but smile at him. Giving one last punch to the shoulder he stood up and practically collapsed in the chair.

Thor then stood up and sat on the chair closest to Loki giggling, “You know, the color red really suits you, it makes you look more festive.” Noting Loki’s aggressive blush still trying to leave his face.

Loki mumbled something to himself, “at least I don’t look like a….”

Thor shot him a look that sent terror through Loki, instantly putting his hands up in surrender.

“Alright truce! I won’t make any more comments about this holiday if you can be finished with these excessive stories for the evening. Deal?” Loki spit out, preparing himself for a future attack.

A fond look reached the elder god’s face as he stared at his brother’s face and saw excitement, but he also saw exhaustion. Agreeing to the deal Thor nodded his head and his grin grew as Loki visibly relaxed on the chair. The two sat in silence for a bit.

“Loki I think tomorrow we should-“

Thor turned and saw Loki sound asleep on the chair with his head back and mouth semi-open. For once he had a peaceful expression instead of the scowl that usually dressed his features. Grabbing the nearest blanket, Thor covered his brother carefully as to not wake him up and starred into the fire.

“Merry Christmas Loki”

#ticklefic #ticklish!loki #ticklish!thor #squealing santa 2k19

[crimson25]

Thor and Loki: I didn’t mean it

 Sorry guys if its a little long.

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“OW! That really hurt” Loki said holding his upper arm.

“I didn’t even hit you that hard. Don’t be a baby.” Thor said getting ready to throw his hammer again.

Loki and Thor were battle training. They always trained together, but it always ended up in them fighting. They were very competitive especially Thor. Thor had just thrown his Hammer at Loki and got him in the arm. Even though Gods were immortal they could still feel pain.

“It’s not my fault that you’re weaker than me.” Thor said.

Loki looked at him with a stare that could kill a god. That was the one thing that he couldn’t stand. He was very strong and very smart, smarter than Thor. He clenched his fists.

“I’m not weak. You just caught me off guard.” Loki said with hate in his voice. “At least I’m not a lumbering fool WITH A HAMMER!” He screamed the last part, which got Thor’s attention. “Even if you were stronger than me, I’m smarter.” Thor was getting angry.

“I am just as smart as you brother and no one is stronger than me.” Thor was getting Loki mad. They were fighting like children.

“You’re acting like a child. I’m smarter and you know it.” Loki said. Thor knew he was right, Loki was a little smarter than him, but he would never admit it.

The two Asgardian’s were getting really angry. When this would happen someone would say something that they didn’t mean and that’s what was just about to happen.

“WELL AT LEAST I’M NOT ADOPTED!” Thor yelled.

Loki was in shock, you could see the tears building up in his eyes. He felt like someone had just shot an arrow through his chest. They had just found out that Loki wasn’t a real god. He was born a frost giant.

   Thor’s face showed he was angry but it wasn’t because of Loki, It was because of what he had just said. He didn’t mean it. His anger had just got the best of him.

Loki started to back away. Tears were streaming down his face. Then he ran out of the room and down the Hall. He didn’t know where he was going, he just wanted to be alone.

When Loki left, Thor threw his hammer. It landed on a case that was holding weapons. It fell to pieces.

“Why did I say that” Thor said out loud. He put his hands over his mouth. He quickly came back to reality and started looking for Loki.

He tried their bedrooms first, but no luck. There was no indication that Loki was here. Everything was nice and neat. He then ran through out the whole castle, asking people if they saw him but no one did. He started to lose hope that he would never find him until it was too late to apologies to him. The last place he tried was the great hall. Loki liked to hide there when he wanted to be in a quiet place. He searched everywhere even the balconies but he didn’t find him.

“Loki where are you? Are you in here?” Thor called, hoping that Loki would answer him.

Loki was in fact in the mess hall. He managed to escape his brother’s sight. He was under one of the tables that was pressed up against the wall, quietly crying. He was hugging his knees, just like a child, thinking about what had happened. Then he heard Thor’s voice.

“Loki where are you? Are you in here?” Loki didn’t want to answer but some part of him didn’t want to be alone. He looked up slightly. His face was stained with tears.

“No.” He said in a quiet voice, but it was loud enough for Thor to hear him.

Thor looked around trying to find where the voice came from.

“Are you sure?” He said with a slight smile.

“Yes.” Loki said. His voice was shaky from the crying.

That’s when Thor saw Loki. He was sitting on the floor with his head in his knees. He didn’t notice that Thor had seen him.

“Ok, I’ll try somewhere else.” He said with a smile.

“Ok.” Loki said not looking up.

“Ok you want me to find you? Well ok, if you insist.” Thor said walking over to the table.

Loki finally looked up.

“Just leave me alone.” He said starting to get up and leave.

“No, we have to talk about this.” Thor started to walk a little faster. That’s when Loki started to run.

Now the chase was on. They ran out of the mess hall and down the hall way. At first Loki just wanted to get away from him and be alone, but the more he ran from his brother the happier he got. He started to think about when they were young. They would chase each other around. Being happy and having fun. Loki started to forget about way he was sad and thought more about all the good times he had with his brother.

“Loki, please, stop running.” Thor said still trying to catch up to his brother.

“You’ll have to catch me first.” Loki said with a smile on his face.

These words came as a shock to Thor when he heard it, but he quickly got a smile on his face. The memories of them as children came to his mind. That’s when they started laughing. It was the memories that made them laugh and seeing each other in the same position as if things never had changed.

“You’ll never catch me Brother I’m too fast.” Loki said

“Oh yeah?” Thor said.  Then he took his mighty hammer and threw it. It landed a few feet in front of Loki. He stopped abruptly so he wouldn’t trip over it. That’s when he saw his bedroom door. He quickly ran to it, but it wouldn’t help. Thor was closer to him now.

Loki was I his room when out of nowhere Thor tackled him. They landed on Loki’s bed. Thor managed to pin Loki. They were looking at each other trying to catch their breath, but laughing at the same time. Thor was sitting on Loki’s abdomen.

Thor finally stopped laughing and looked at Loki seriously.

“What” Loki said with his goofy smile still plastered on his face.

“Loki I just wanted to say I’m sorry for what I said. I didn’t mean it.”

“It’s ok… brother.” He said sincerely even with his smile still on his face.

Thor gave him a smile. It didn’t matter that Loki wasn’t a real god. Thor’s love for Loki didn’t change. Loki was his younger brother and it would always stay that way.

As Thor was thinking about all the memories they had together as a child he remembered something that made him laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Loki asked.

“I just remembered something that used to make you laugh a lot. Something that I loved doing to you.” An evil grin appeared on Thor’s face.

Loki didn’t get what he was talking about at first but then he knew what he was talking about. His eyes opened up wide and he tried to get away, but it was no use. Thor was sitting on his lower abdomen and Loki wasn’t strong enough to get out from under him.

“Thor, please don’t. I’m begging you, please don’t do this to me.” Loki said Loki said trying to get away.

“Oh no brother. This is long overdue. You’ve been acting depressed for too long. You need to let off some steam and laugh a little.” Thor started to tickle Loki’s sides lightly, just to tease him.

Loki tried to hold back his giggles but it was no use. Loki was very ticklish and Thor knew that all too well.

“Thor stohohohohop this, this is childish.” He said while laughing. Thor then dug into his sides mercilessly then moving to his ribs. Loki tried to get away but it was no use.  He was laughing like crazy. Kicking his legs and moving all around.

“STOHOHOHOHOHOP! THIS ISN’T FAIR!” Loki screamed. His laughter got louder and higher when Thor started to tickle his armpits.

“Oh no brother, this is quite fair.” Thor said giggling at his brother.

Then out of nowhere Loki let out a big snort. Loki quickly put his hand over his mouth, felling a little embarrassed, and that’s when Thor lost it. He laughed so hard that he fell back and couldn’t stop laughing.

Loki could feel his cheeks turn red. Then he noticed he had an opening. Thor was still moving and Loki had a chance to move. Quickly without hesitation, he leaped on top of Thor and pinned him down. Thor had finally calmed down but was still giggling. Loki stared at him with an evil smile.

“Revenge is sweet.” Loki said.

“Loki get off me.” Thor said sternly.

“I don’t think so. I believe it’s my turn to make you laugh.” Loki said.

Loki quickly turned around to where his back was facing Thor. Then Loki started squeezing Thor’s inner thighs. Thor tried to keep in his laughter but it was no use. That was probable his most ticklish spot.

“LOKI STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!” Thor shouted

“I don’t think so. You didn’t stop when I asked you to.” Loki said with an evil smile. Loki turned around and started to tickle Thor’s sides and ribs. Thor lost it. He was laughing so hard that tears were coming down his face.

Thor was able to gather enough strength to lift his arms and go straight for Loki’s neck. That was one of his weak spots and Thor knew that all too well.

This back and forth tickle fighting lasted for about an hour until they were so tired and out of breath they couldn’t move. Their faces were red and their hair was a mess. They lied there on Loki’s bed trying to catch their breath. They were still giggling.

Thor was the first to get up. He fixed his hair and his clothes and then held put a hand to help Loki up.

“Do you feel better?” Thor said with a smile on his face. Loki got up and fixed his hair.

“Actually yes. I do. I don’t think I laughed like that in years.” Loki said with his big goofy smile still plastered on his face.

“Yeah, I know.” Thor said. And I’m really sorry for what I said, I didn’t mean it.”

“It’s ok. I’m sorry for what I called you.” Loki said.

They gave each other a hug and left with Thor’s arm around Loki’s shoulder. Everything was back to normal.

#tickling #thor #loki #ticklefics

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So question... do you think you could somehow make a Ler!Loki ticklefic... like where he just goes all charming teasing ler on someone... I don't really care who but I would want them to just be a lee who would react well to Loki being a ler... please and thank you if you can!

Ooooh my dude, hopefully you’ll like one of the next fics I pop out :D

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I've read fics with the Natasha/Loki!Natasha pairing before and always wanted to see more. I consider Loki trans when he uses illusions to mimic women, and I consider Natasha to sort of be omnisexual and autosexual, so that's why the pairing worked in my mind. I've never seen it with a ticklefic angle before which is why I asked, but understandably a trippy concept so no shade if it's not everyone's cup of tea. And...haha yeah Jane/Valkarye is just something I wish becomes canon, so that too :)

I can see the appeal! Maybe if I skip the part where it gets sexual… unless I suddenly decide I want to write it while I work on it

#ask

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Intimidated (Loki x Reader)

A/N: Hey everybody! Hope everyone is safe and well. I’m so happy to be back and glad that this will be my first fic of the new year . This fic has to be one of my favorites since I was able to express my love for reading for a bit and it took me a while to finish this fic lol. But I hope all of you enjoy :))

Request: “Reader is low key (pun not intended lol) scared / intimidated by him so to fake her out he tickles her instead”

You never thought this would happen.

Loki Lafueyson, God of Mischief, certified prankster (and pain in the ass) was staying at the Avengers Tower since Thor insisted on his brother coming to live with him and his friends.

You were scared. Scared of what could happen if you were to cross paths with him. Would he kill you? Would he kidnap you and take you hostage? Too many scenarios were going through your head and you have felt so overwhelmed these past couple of days since his arrival.

Thankfully there was one place in the tower that you could go to that was your safe place, the library. Yes, you had a library in the tower. You requested it to Stark a while back when the tower was built and at first he was hesitant but thankfully he caved it.

Books were one of the things that you could rely on to help you feel better. They were a way to relax you and escape reality if your life was too stressful at the time. Books were your safe place. Which was why you could always be found curled up with a book.

You were strolling through the library trying to see something that stood out to you when you noticed someone out of the corner of your eye sitting on one of the chairs in the back corner.

Your heart skipped a beat as you recognized the person as the last being you wanted to come in contact with, Loki.

You started to panic as your eyes searched for an exit and of course the only way to exit out the room was right next to the god.

You closed your eyes, took a deep breath and made your way to the exit quickly with your eyes fixed on the door.

“You seem in a rush.”

You paused and held your breath.

“Y/N, is it?”

You slowly turned around and faced him.

“Uh, yes.”

“What a beautiful name,” he said and smirked.

Your cheeks burned red in shock from the compliment. “Th-hanks.”

“You’re welcome,” Loki paused, seeing how uncomfortable you were, “Are you alright, darling? You seem tense.”

“Yeah… I am fine. I got to go,” you turned away from the god and head towards the door but you end up colliding with someone instead. Your eyes glance up at the figure and your eyes widen.

“What- you were just-“ you turn away from the figure where Loki was but see his pervious figure faded away.

“Yes,” your attention snaps back to the god standing tall above you in his real form, “it was me. But, you lied to me.”

“How-w did i-“

“You are uncomfortable with me.”

“Loki I never sa-“

“Uh uh uh,” he tsked. “Do not lie. I understand that you are uncomfortable. But, I am not who you think I am.”

You scoffed. Loki looked at you with his eyebrows raised.

“It’s true. I can be kind. Sometimes.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“It is the truth, little one. I know i don’t have the best…. reputation.”

“Yeah, you could say that.”

There was uncomfortable silence for a few seconds and you shifted your head down, fidgeting with your fingers nervously.

Loki was quick to notice your anxiousness and his mind started to wonder. What could he possibly do to make you not as uncomfortable with him? What bonds people together? Well… maybe laughter?

A thought came into his mind. He remembers specifically most days in the afternoon he would hear your laughter and the sound of excessive giggles coming from the living room There was a word he would always hear. Ticks? Tickets? Nickels? Ahh, tickles.

His eyes shifted towards you and he started to grin. Your eyes widened a bit as you noticed his grin become bigger.

“Y/N… why do I always hear laughter from you in the living room? What could possibly be that funny?”

You gulped, “I- Uh it’s just a really funny movie…”

“Oh really?” the mischievous god asks. He takes one step and towers over you.

“Y-yes.”

“Oh darling. You’re lying to me, again. You know, I used to lie a lot when I was a young one.”

“You still do,” you mutter under your breath. Loki glares at you and breathes deeply before he continues speaking.

“Thor, my eldest brother, was not fond of my habit of lying. So he would punish me to ensure I would not lie ever again.”

“Punished? What would he do?” you asked.

Loki smirked mischievously. “This.”

You couldn’t process what happened before you ended up in Loki’s arms trapped against his chest. You started to panic because you thought he was gonna hurt you so when you felt a pinch to your side, you were surprised and squeaked.

“Ah, so I was right,” he said. Removing one of his arms from his hold against you, he moved his hand towards your side and fluttered his fingers against the sensitive skin.

You squealed with giggles and started to kick your legs out, “LoKI- nOo!”

Loki stopped. He moved his hand away from you and looked at your face. You shifted away from him as you became more flustered. He transferred his hand to your eye view so you could see the hand that was inches away from your sensitive body, ready to attack. You felt your cheeks burn and silent giggles building in your throat ready to explode. He ever so slowly moved his hand closer and closer to you and your giggles erupted from your chest.

He chuckled at your squeaky giggles and ended the teasing by attaching his hand to your side, squeezing and spidering his nimble fingers up and down the ticklish area.

“Who knew a mortal could be this ticklish?”

“ShUt UpP!”

“Wow, I wonder who taught you your manners, darling. Was it Stark?”

You could not say any other words as you felt Loki’s fingers shift from your sides to the middle of your stomach, scratching and scribbling in. You lifted you legs up to your chest in hopes of him not being able to get to your tickle spot but Loki out smarted you by grabbing your knee and rapidly squeezing the skin.

“NOOOO.”

“Well, maybe you should move your knees, little one and then I might stop.”

You ended up pulling both of your knees away from the ruthless god’s grasp and you thought you were home free until you felt the slightest scratching on your tummy and your giggles soon turned into desperate laughter.

“PLEASE LOKI!”

“Please what, my love?”

“STOP- AHHHH,” you screeched as you felt Loki’s hands skitter up your sides to your ribs. His claws attached itself to your ribs and dug deep between each bone raising your laughter higher and higher with each dug.

He lowered his head to your ear, “What seems to be the matter?” he asked.

You thought you were about to go insane as the feeling of his fingers skittering and wiggling against every sensitive part of your body was just too much. Then your laughter became silent and that was Loki’s clue. He slowed his fingers down leaving you panting and giggling in his arms.

“Are you alright, little one.”

“Yeah-h, I-I am alright-t.”

He chuckled and loosened his hug. You stood up straight once you felt his arms leave and turned to face him.

“Thanks.”

“For what?” Loki questioned

“I- I do not know.” You don’t know why you thanked him. You just thought you should thank him for being so kind to you (even though he tortured you).

“Okay. Well, I must be going Thor is expecting me.”

“Oh, alright.”

Loki smiled at your noticeable disappointment. “Do not worry i’ll be back.”

“I am sure you will,” Loki smiled and then walked out of the room. You watched him as he walked out of the room and smiled to yourself.

Maybe he wasn’t as bad as you thought he was.

#ticklish!reader #ticklefic #mcu #ler!loki #mcu tickle fic

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Pestering the God of Mischief (Loki x Reader)

Anon Prompt: “Platonic Loki with prompts 10, 13, 29, & 45

A/N: Sorry this took me so long anon. But I am back and better then ever!! Enjoy <3

“Lokiiii....”

“What?”

“What are you doing?”

“Reading.”

“Okay. You wanna go prank Thor?”

“No.”

You rolled your eyes and fell back dramatically in your chair. “Why are you so god damn boring?!”

Loki’s ears peaked up. “Excuse me?”

“You heard what I said.”

He chuckled and shut his book, glancing at you with mischievous eyes. “You know, sister. You shouldn’t speak like that. It is not lady-like.”

“You know, you can kiss my ass.”

“Ouu. I ought to teach you a lesson.”

“Oh yeah? You can’t hurt me so, what are you gonna do?” you chuckled.

“You will see, little one.”

The God smiled and stood up from his chair, stalking towards yours. You were immediately put into high alert when you saw how close he was and booked it towards the hallway.

You could hear his chuckles as you were fleeing, “You really want me to tickle you that bad?”

You giggled like a child. You have been in this predicament before in your earlier years. Thor or Loki chasing you around the palace, growling and grabbing you from behind and tickling you to pieces. Once you had turned a corner you stopped and took a breather but, that was a mistake. You looked up when you were finally breathing steadily and you screamed when you felt strong arms wrap around your torso from behind and forced against someone’s chest. Your giggles increased as you kicked and squirmed.

“Is this too much to handle? I haven’t even started yet and you are already giggling,” Loki chuckled and whispered in your ear. Making you screech at his teasing words and his breath that lightly tickled your neck.

“LOKI!”

“It isn’t too much to handle then? Alright,” he shrugged and dug his fingers into your side. You kicked your legs and giggled loudly as his hand crawled up your side. Frustration was filling up inside you as his other hand that was wrapped around your waist had moved in between one of your armpits and slowly scratched at the sensitive skin.

“LOKI YOU SON OF A B-“

“Ah ah ah. Language!”

“Shut up and stOPPPP!”

“What’s the matter? Does it tickle? Maybe i’ll stop if you stop resisting.”

“STOP TEASING.”

“I would but, what’s the fun in that?”

You groaned, “PLEASE?”

His eyebrows arched at your pleading and he openly chuckled, “Apologize.”

“I AM REALLYYYY SO-AHHHH”

“Sorry darling. I don’t understand.”

“SORRY!”

“I guess that is good enough,” Loki sighed and loosened his grip on your waist making you dramatically fall on the floor, giggling softly.

“You are the worst.”

“You want more?”

“NO!”

“Good. Now I am going back to my chambers.”

You sat up as your giggles started to soften, “Loki?”

Your brother paused facing the door, “Yes, sister?”

“Can I read with you?”

Loki smiled, “If you must.”

You grinned and got up, speed-walking towards him and hooking your arm through his.

Walking down the hall you turned your head to look at Loki. “You think Thor could join us as well? And maybe Fandral?”

Loki faced you, his face scrunched up in disgust then turned back to face forward, “Absolutely.”

“Really?”

“No.”

#ticklefic #ticklish!reader #mcu #tickle #loki x reader #loki odinson #mcu tickle #avengerstickle

[delightfulfics]

okay i have an idea. i wanna write a series (tickle series). all i got is that it mainly focuses on the reader’s experience in Asgard and her experience with Odin, Thor and Loki (reader is their full siblings and everyone would be alive and well.) I haven’t really seen any series like this and it would have a lottt of fluff. It just popped in my mind and I have been writing ideas down and what would happen. i want you guys (my followers) to decide so please just let me know. hope you all are safe and well :) - K

#loki odinson #thor odinson #marvel #ticklefic #mcu