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widowsistersandfriends · 5 months

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Sneak Peek

Summary: You are too eager to open your presents, so you figure one peek won't hurt. The Avengers know just the right way to playfully punish you.

Note: Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! I hope you guys have been able to spend quality time with family and friends! I hope you enjoy this fic!

Word Count: 1644

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You were living at the Avengers compound with many of the Avengers, including the Widow sisters, Steve, Peter, Wanda, Kate and many others. This was your second time celebrating Christmas with them, so you were more used to the traditions.

Bright and early in the morning, you guys would open presents and then eat a nice big breakfast. Each year they would rotate who would cook. This year, it was you, Peter and Wanda. However, you were looking forward most to opening presents. You were so eager that you couldn’t wait for morning.

You snuck downstairs quietly, making sure to not make any noise to not get caught. You tiptoed towards the tree, using your phone flashlight to look for the gifts that had your name on it. You grabbed a box that had your name on it, being careful to not let the wrapping paper make too much noise.

You had succeeded in making a pile of your gifts and were ready to start peeking. However, you were so focused on being quiet that you didn’t notice Fanny and Lucky coming up behind you. The two dogs were so interested in the tree and presents and came up next to you. Fanny licked your face, as Lucky nuzzled into your neck.

You let out a yelp of surprise, gently pushing the dogs away.

“Fanny! Lucky! What are you guys doing?” You whispered, knowing the dogs would not answer.

The dogs panted and started sniffing the boxes around you.

“Don’t open those!” You said, trying to move them away from the dogs. However, you got frazzled and let a few boxes topple, causing a loud noise.

You panicked and wondered about what to do next. You could either stay and tell them the truth, stay and blame it on the dogs, or run and hide in your bedroom.

You decided to stay and blame it on the dogs.

“I owe you one,” you whispered to the dogs, as they continued to smile.

“Y/N, what on earth is going on?” Natasha asked, walking out and looking half asleep.

“The dogs were trying to open the presents, so I came down to try and stop them before it was too late,” you explained, hoping that your lie would work.

Natasha eyed you suspiciously, knowing that the dogs were asleep before they went to bed.

“How did you know they were opening the presents?” Natasha asked you.

“Umm, I just heard them,” you insisted stubbornly.

“You know we have security cameras around the compound, right?” Natasha said, now smirking.

“Don’t check them!” You blurted out

“What is all this racket?” Yelena said, coming out of their bedroom, her accent strong as she had just woken up.

“I caught Y/N lying and trying to peek at her presents,” Natasha said, as you shook your head and tried to retell your lie to Yelena.

“It was your crazy dog!” You insisted, scooting away from the two sisters.

“Let’s just see, shall we?” Natasha said, reviewing the security camera footage with Yelena.

Just as the footage ended, you made a run for your room.

“Get back here, Y/N!” The two sisters called after you.

“Never!” You shouted, giggling because you knew you were busted.

You closed the door quickly to your room, only to have it opened a second later.

“No! Leave!” You said through giggles, as you backed up against the headboard of your bed.

“You’re in so much trouble, little one,” Yelena said, as the two sisters pounced on you and pinned you to the bed.

“Nohohoho! Lehehet me gohohoho,” you giggled hysterically.

“We’re not even tickling you yet,” Natasha said with a grin.

“Buhuhut I knohohow you wihill,” you giggled, shrieking as Natasha began drilling into your ribs.

“GAAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP,” you screamed, unable to squirm much underneath them.

“I can’t stop because I have to tickle little girls who lie all the time,” Natasha said, listening to the sweet sound of your giggles.

“Me too,” Yelena said, now tickling your feet and joining in.

“NOHOHO IHIHIT’S TOHOO MUHUHUCH,” you cried, feeling tears welling up in your eyes.

“Awww what are you, a little baby?” Natasha teased, worming her hands into your armpits.

You wheezed with laughter, tapping the bed to signal that you surrendered.

The two girls let you have a break, knowing that you were too ticklish to handle them for a long time all at once.

“So, are you going to tell the truth?” Yelena asked, giving your knee a squeeze.

“No!” You yelped, trying to pull your leg away.

“Liars get tickled~” Yelena said, switching spots with Natasha and squeezing your sides rapidly.

“AHAHAHAHAHAA NOHOHO MOHOHORE,” you squealed, arching your back to no avail.

“Admit it,” Yelena said, grinning down at you.

“OHOHOKAY FIHIHINE IHIHI WAHAHAS SNOOHOHOOPING,” you shouted, laughing until you were pink.

“That’s what I thought,” Yelena said, poking your tummy.

“You guys are so rude,” you pouted.

“Aww c’mon don’t act like you don’t love to be tickled,” Natasha teased, as you blushed and didn’t answer.

“It’s late, Y/N, you need to go to sleep,” Yelena scolded playfully.

“It’s a little too late for that,” Natasha said, as the sun started to rise.

“Well, guess you’ll get to open those presents after all,” Yelena said.

“So you tickled me for nothing?” You asked in disbelief.

“Oh don’t worry, we had a blast,” Natasha said, as you rolled your eyes playfully.

The three of you headed downstairs to open presents. You eagerly greeted the others downstairs, excited to open presents. You all sat in a circle and took turns opening your gifts. You received some new clothes, a book of your favorite series, a new journal, and some colored pens.

“Alright, let’s get that breakfast going,” Wanda said, in charge of the two kids helping her.

“Do we have to,” you and Peter both whined, wanting to play with and use your new gifts.

“I know you guys want to play that new video game Peter got, but this year it’s our turn to cook,” Wanda said.

“I refuse,” you said cheekily, as Wanda raised an eyebrow at you.

“Is that so?” She asked.

You nodded your head nervously, as Wanda pinned you with her powers immediately.

“No please! I’ve already been tickled,” you pleaded, knowing that this time would be even worse.

“You can never have too many tickles,” Wanda said, squeezing your hips.

“HAHHAHAHAHAAHA,” you laughed, unable to hold it in.

“You know there’s no escaping this, Y/N,” Wanda said, using her nails to tickle under your chin, making you squeal with laughter.

“Wow, you’re ticklish everywhere,” Wanda teased, as you shook your head in denial.

“STAHAHAHAHAP,” you cried, as Wanda tickled away at your stomach.

“PEHEHETER IHIHISNT HEHEHELPING EITHER!” You cried, trying to avert their attention.

“Hmm, you’re right,” Wanda said, pinning the young boy next to you.

“Steve? Wanna help?” Wanda asked.

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Steve said, switching positions with Wanda. The witch was now by Peter, pinning his arms above his head and tickling his armpits.

“NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE,” he cried, knowing that his armpits were his worst spot.

“You’re just as much of a troublemaker as Y/N,” Wanda teased, as the poor boy was crying with laughter.

Steve came over to you, giving you a smirk.

“Well well well, what do we have here, Y/N? You just can’t stop causing trouble huh?” Steve asked, going towards your feet.

You groaned in anticipation, curling up your toes to protect them.

“Just get it over with,” you whined.

Steve decided to mess with you, going for a spot you weren’t expecting. He started to tickle your shins and over the tops of your feet, making you jerk out of surprise.

“GAH NO WHY AHAHAA,” you laughed, jumping from the sensation.

“Gotta continue the storyline of you being ticklish everywhere,” Steve said, now scratching behind the back of your knee.

“STAHAHAHAP THAHAHAT TIHIHICKLES,” you shouted.

“That’s the point,” Steve said with a grin.

“Now are you and Peter gonna help with the cooking?” Steve asked, continuing to torment your lower body.

You looked over at Peter, as he had given in after a bit of tickling from Wanda. She was the ultimate ler, but you were also the most stubborn girl on earth, so you were not going to give in.

“Maybe Peter will help, but I won’t,” you said stubbornly, sticking your tongue out at Steve.

“Guess we gotta go for the kill, huh?” Wanda said, as Steve sat on your hips and Wanda sat above your hands.

“OH GOD NO! WAIT! I’LL HELP!” You quickly gave in.

“Hmm, I think we have to make sure,” Wanda said, as she used her magic to tickle all over your neck and started raking her nails rapidly in your bare armpits. Meanwhile, Steve began to wiggle his finger in your belly button, making you shriek with laughter.

“OHOHO MY GOHOHOD STAHAHAP IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES SO BAHAHAD!” You screamed.

“Yeah? Then we must be doing our job right,” Steve teased, as your face turned bright red from the laughter and embarrassment.

“IHIHI CAHAHAHANT! HEHEHELP IHIHI GIHIHIVE,” you cried, panting as they finally let you up.

“That’s what you get for being a brat,” they all said, making you feel greatly outnumbered.

“I am not a brat,” you insisted.

“We know you love being tickled, so the brat role fits you well,” Yelena chimed in, ruffling your hair.

You pouted and would never admit it, but you also knew you couldn’t take anymore tickles, so you decided to go help cook.

That Christmas was one of your favorites since it was the first time you helped cook the traditional breakfast. You looked forward to spending more time with them as the years went on, which also conveniently came with something you loved. Tickles.

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lerexclamationpointpeter · 24 days

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Hi. You can call me “Lee” as that is unironically my nickname irl. I’m 20 years old and my pronouns are she/her.

I like Spider-Man and Marvel in general. I also like… that one word that starts with a t. I’m kinda new to Tumblr so plz go easy on me as I try to figure out what the fuck is going on.

Wouldn’t really consider myself an amazing writer or anything, I’m just bored and running out of fanfic to read. Plus, I feel like the Spider-Verse gives you an open invitation to create your own Spider-Man universe/story with your own rules/events/lore/etc.

As is evident from my hyper fixation of Peter as a ler, I am a lee. I plan on making reader inserts, but I’ll try not to write “(Y/N)” a lot. I’ll probably use nicknames like “Bug” or “Dove” for when Peter refers to the reader.

Will only be writing about Peter unless I’m a liar and decide to write about someone else. Usually I am imagining Andrew Garfield’s Peter but you can imagine any Pete you want. Not all stories will be NSFW but I would like to keep this page 18+ so MDNI. Not all stories will be t-word related either (how tf am i gonna do this if i can’t even write out the goddamn word).

Feel free to ask any questions if you have any!

(also i’m writing these out of pure self indulgence so sorry if no one else actually wants to read this shit)

#spider-man #peter parker #peter parker x reader #tickle fic #ler!peter parker #lee!reader #peter parker tickle #tkl community #tickle fluff #fluff #peter parker fluff #spider-man tickle #marvel fanfiction #marvel tickle #tickle community

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supermarvel-fics · 2 years

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Tickletober Day 3: Shriek

fandom: marvel

word count: 1,000

pairing: peter 3 x reader (platonic)

summary: you're not easily scared and peter attempts to prove you wrong

“You seriously don’t get scared?” Peter asked with an eyebrow raise. “It’s Halloween… it’s supposed to be scary!”

You shrugged before taking a sip of your latte, eyeing Peter in the chair across from you the whole time. “I just don’t scare easily. Horror movies, haunted houses, ‘scary’ corn mazes… they’re just so underwhelming.”

“So, you mean to tell me that you’ve never been scared. Ever. Like no one has ever snuck up behind you and made you flinch?

“Not that I can remember, no.”

You caught Peter’s smirk as he shut his Biology textbook and threw it to the unused sofa beside him. “Challenge accepted.”

“Excuse me?” You spluttered, following his lead by closing your own book.

“I’m going to scare you successfully this year,” He responded while leaning forward in his seat, elbows propped up on his knees. You grinned back at him, almost trying not to laugh.

“Yohou? You’re going to be the one who scares me?”

“I’m sure I can do it if I put my mind to it,” Peter nodded. You chuckled softly, reaching out towards your coffee cup to take another swig.

“Alright. Good luck, then.”

And Peter wasted absolutely no time in trying to complete his mission. After your study session, approximately 30 minutes after the two of you had dropped the conversation entirely, he began with his first attempt. You had your back turned to him as you put away your books and instantly felt more than heard Peter standing behind you.

“BOO!” He shouted close to your ear. You didn’t react, obviously, and snickered when your friend let out a huff filled with defeat.

“Peheter, I felt your breath on my neck. Also, we just got done talking about it, so I kinda knew it was coming. You’re gonna have to be more creative than that,” You told him, nudging his shoulder with yours as you slid past him. “Nice effort, though!”

You had to laugh at his determination. After that day, any time Peter saw you, he’d attempt to scare you. Sneaking up behind you before class, following you to Starbucks, even going as far as breaking into your dorm while you were out and about.

He took the act of being the one to scare you so seriously that he began watching you like a hawk to see if he could find any hints to what made you flinch or squeak. Only problem was that nothing could do that—you were just unable to be frightened.

So, Peter decided that after this time, he’d drop it and admit defeat. He squatted behind the couch in the common area of your dorm waiting for you to pass by. He’d done this exact ruse a few days ago, so maybe it would catch you off guard this time.

A few minutes later, he heard the beep of the door as you scanned your ID and the jingling of your room keys as you walked through the room. Peter held his breath and watched as you walked right past where he was hiding, giving him the perfect opportunity to rush up behind you.

“GOTCHA!” He yelled, grabbing ahold of your sides to pull you back into his chest. Not expecting the sudden contraction of his fingertips, you shrieked, and Peter had a field day with your reaction. “YES! I did it! I told you I’d scare you!”

You forcefully removed his hands from your waist and turned around to scold him. “You didn’t scare me, Peter! You… ugh.”

“Uh-huh, right. Then, what was that little scream you made when I snuck up behind you?” Peter interrogated with an insufferably smug grin on his face. You decided not to gratify him with an answer and instead grunted, walking away from him and towards your dorm room. You fumbled with the keys as Peter scurried after you. “Oh, come on! Is your ego too big to just admit that you finally got scared?”

Sighing, you pushed your door open, trying to slam it shut on Peter, but he kicked it right back open and followed you in. “Yeah, fine, Pete. You scared me. Great job,” You said monotonously, throwing your bag onto your bed. Your back was still facing him, so when his hands found your waist again as he started to reenact the moment, you let out another loud squeal, this time laced with a small giggle.

You arched away from him, you elbows slamming down on instinct. As you whipped around, you caught sight of your friend’s face, only making yours turn red.

“I didn’t scare you…” Peter realized.

“No, you did! You totally got me this time,” You laughed nervously, backing away from him without realizing.

“You don’t get scared. You screamed because I accidentally tickled you, didn’t I?” He asked, inching closer. You gulped and before you got the chance to vehemently deny that you’re even ticklish, Peter lunged and began squeezing at your sides with more intent.

“Peter! Noho, Pehete!” You protested. Twisting away from him, you freed yourself from his grasp and tried running for the door, but Peter took a few long strides forward and once again gripped your waist, pulling you back against his chest and digging his fingers into your ribs. “WAHAHA! NOHO!”

“You may not scare easily, but you are ticklish, so I think I win either way,” He teased you, pinching rapidly up and down your torso. Your knees buckled beneath you and Peter helped you down onto the floor, continuously tickling you to pieces.

“THAHAT’S NOT FAHAHAIR! PEHETER, NO!”

“It’s extremely fair. This is compensation for how much work went into trying to scare you!”

“It’s nohot my FAHAULT THAT YOHOU JUST AREN’T SCAHAHARY!” You bit back, only making Peter wiggle his fingers harder in retaliation. “OHOKAY! WAHAIT! I’M SOHORRY!”

Peter slowed down to a light scratching at the middle of your ribcage, smiling down at you as you squirmed and giggled. “I’ll get you someday.”

“Rihight. Whatever yohou say, Pehete.”

#marvel #marvel tickle #mcu #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #ler!peter3 #tickle prompts #tickle fic #tickle drabble #sfw tickle fic #augtickletober2022 #tickletober2022 #tasm peter parker #peter parker

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fluffymcu · 1 year

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Dating AG!Peter Parker Headcanons

OMG BRUH! I’ve had this in my drafts for months and never posted it! Here y’all go

Peter struggles with balancing his Peter Parker and his Spider-Man life sometimes. And it’s an inner struggle because he feels like he can’t give you all the attention you deserve. So that makes him insecure of himself sometimes.

But that’s why he loves you so much. Because you remind him again and again that you understand his responsibility, and you appreciate that he makes time for you. More than you would expect.

He finds you in between classes, he swings walks you home from school, comes to your window every day after patrol, spends the night over you house many days out of the week, brings you food a lot of times when he fights crime close to good food places, the list goes on

He thinks you’re perfect for him. But like I said before, he’s not so sure he’s perfect for you.

But you sure him he’s wrong every chance you get.

Peter’s big on gifts. He loves to treat you. But don’t get it twisted. He’s still broke. But that makes his gifts that much meaningful to you.

His gifts come in forms of dollar store handpicked candy baskets, flowers, a hoodie or sweatshirt of his, and books.

If you’re really into something, such as comics, makeup, sneakers, whatever; he’ll try his best to gift you something of the sort every once in a while.

He’s a big cuddler. He’s the big spoon most of the time. He loves to wrap around you and hold you tight because he loves how it feels like he’s keeping you safer. He’s the embodiment of “what you love, you protect.” Your safety comes before his own

As much as he loves taking care of you and keeping you safe, he loves that you take care of him too. He doesn’t like to admit it, but he loves it.

“Everybody needs to be cared for, Peter. Even you.”

You stitch him up and care to his wounds when he comes back all beat up. You don’t know it but his heart swells up 3 times every time he’s on your couch watching your concentrated and worried face as you clean his cuts.

Those times usually lead to a make out session..

Overall, there’s never a dull moment with Peter. He’s always messing up, or cracking jokes

“Really Peter?” At least 4x a day

But you can never be mad at him. He’s too wholesome and pure and trying his best.

He’s a very playful boy. Pillow fights, tickle fights, anything to make you laugh cause it’s his favorite thing in the world.

Although in those playful fights, don’t think he’s the type of guy that lets you win. He’s a very competitive person so he’ll take you down in a playfight if he wants to.

But if you’re having a bad day I guess he can let you have a win if it makes you feel better.

“I won!! In your face, bug boy!!” “Rub it in, okay.”

You’re funny if you think you’re gonna go for errands by yourself at night. He could be half asleep but will not hesitate to go with you to run your errands.

“You’re not going out there by yourself it’s dangerous. Let me go with you.”

You listen to him though, he would know. He deals with lots of crap every day at night. Besides it’s comforting to have someone with you who you’re absolutely sure will be able to protect you.

He’s very clingy in the mornings. Will not let you out of bed.

“Where you going?” “To get breakfast” “nooo 5 more minutes.”

You don’t have a choice when his hold around you is inescapable due to good strength

So you stay and run your fingers through hood hair, massaging his scalp as he fake back asleep.

He literally melts in your arms from your scalp massages.

It’s times like those where he’s so grateful that you’re so adamant about taking care of him. He feels so loved. And that’s what he deserves

#avengers #marvel #marvel mcu #ticklish!reader #marvel tickle #tickle fluff #tickle fic #peter parker #peter x reader #peter parker x reader

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ficsandgiggles · 1 year

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My New Family

Chapter Nine: Your First Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you all have a wonderful festive season ❤️💚❤️💚

Chapter Eight:

A few months had passed and you had never felt so accepted and loved. You had started going to school again, a brand new one so you could start completely fresh. Although it was a difficult start, you had a solid friendship group who were there for you no matter what.

It was now the Christmas holidays and you were incredibly excited to be celebrating it for the first time. You knew roughly about the magic of Christmas from what you saw when you were outside, but you never properly celebrated it with your old family, so you were more than ready to experience the magic of Christmas.

You, Kate and Yelena decided to have a cute little sleepover together where you stayed up late talking and having little tickle fights before crashing on Yelena’s bed all snuggled up together. However, the next morning, you were alone.

It took you a few minutes to realize this, the fact that you had woken up in a different bedroom startled you a bit, but you soon came to your senses when you remembered the fun time you had last night.

Whilst you were processing where you were, the door burst open, making you jump as Kate bounced towards you.

“Y/N! It’s Christmas! Santa has come with all the presents!” She beamed and dragged you out of bed and took you downstairs. Your eyes glistened as you looked around the room, it was all lit up beautifully with a decorated tree and all sorts of lights scattered around the room. Underneath the tree, there were dozens of brightly wrapped gifts, you couldn’t help but smiled a little, this was already everything you expected Christmas to be like and more.

“Lemme at ‘em!” You heard Bucky say as he launched himself towards the gifts, but he was soon stopped by Steve, who purposely grabbed his ribs and pulled him back, digging into them gently to get Bucky giggling

“Patience, you idiot, we haven’t even had food yet.” Steve told him before turning to you with a gentle smile, squeezing Bucky’s sides once more before opening his arms up for you. Immediately, you ran into his arms and he scooped you up and gave you a huge hug.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N!” He beamed and kissed your cheek, making you smile and cling onto him as you rested your head on his shoulder, still half asleep from being woken up so abruptly.

“Did Kate Bishop attack you awake also?” Yelena asked, smiling fondly at you as she suddenly dug under the archers arms. “Just because you act like a child this time of year, doesn’t mean you have to torture every other child.” The blonde told her as Kate burst into high pitched giggles.

“HEHEHEHEY!” She squealed out, slamming her arms down as she shook her head helplessly.

You smiled a little at the pair, squealing yourself when you felt Steve blow a raspberry on your neck to wake you up a little, giggling slightly at the sudden feeling.

“Come on, Tony says lunch is ready, be prepared to pig out.” Steve grinned before carrying you to the dining room, where the table was beautifully decorated with crackers and candles all spread out. He sat you down between him and Natasha, who couldn’t resist pulling you into a hug before letting you sit down. She also kissed your head with a fond smile.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N! I hope you’re prepared to enter a food coma.” She told you with a grin, before beginning to help you pile the food on your plate.

The meal was delicious, everyone was happily chatting and enjoying each others company, you had never felt so stuffed in your life, and you sat back and smiled to yourself, almost falling asleep, or into a food coma as Nat said.

You didn’t realise you had actually fallen asleep until you woke up snuggled into Natasha’s lap in the lounge. You felt awful for falling asleep until you saw Peter also asleep, his head on a very grumpy Bucky’s shoulder, who clearly wasn’t amused about the situation, especially since Sam was taking millions of pictures.

“Morning Y/N.” Natasha said fondly with a small smile, giving you a little squeeze as she gently stroked your cheek. “Are you ready to open your presents?” She asked gently, nodding over towards the tree. You nodded slowly, giving Bucky the signal to dig into Peter’s armpits to get him off his shoulder.

“Wake up, punk, you’re lucky I let you sleep that long on me!” Bucky told Peter, who shrieked with giggles and quickly jumped up, giggling hysterically as he shuffled away.

“I’m SOHOHOHORRY!” He whined between fits of giggles, jumping off the couch and crawling towards the tree, ready for present time.

Eventually, Tony came in and sat next to Peter, beginning to sort out all the gifts. “Okay, let’s get started with this lot.”

Once everyone had opened their gifts, the happy household got ready to watch a few Christmas movies. You were happily cuddled up with Bucky, Wanda, and Natasha, wearing your brand new onesie underneath your huge fluffy blanket which was big enough to engulf the four of you.

However, you were getting sleepy once again, you were comfortably warm and pretty much laying across everyone’s laps, you felt your eyes beginning to flutter close, no matter how much you tried to fight it.

You were so sleepy that you barely noticed that Bucky was tickling your feet gently, smirking at Wanda and Nat, who started to flutter their fingers over your belly and neck.

“Wake up Y/N~” Wanda sang gently as she spidered into your belly, making you squeal and open your eyes, giggling hysterically as you curled up a little so you were now in between Bucky and Wanda.

“Aw look at you! All giggly and squirmy!” She teased softly, now gently spidering into your neck as Bucky smiled fondly and gently shook into your ribs.

“Sorry Y/N, I can’t say no to the opportunity to get you!” Bucky told you with a smirk, making you blush and giggle a little more in response, shaking your head as you tried to move towards Natasha, thinking that for some crazy reason she would save you.

However, as you expected deep down, she grabbed you and pulled you into a hug on her lap, scribbling her nimble fingers into your sides as she nuzzled into your neck, grinning as you squealed with laughter and kicked out.

Nat nodded at Wanda, who smirked and grabbed your ankles to scribble into your feet. “Is this waking you up or what?!” The witch teased as Bucky chuckled at the sight, leaving the three of you to it as he went to go and annoy Sam, getting his revenge for a prank Christmas present.

You just shook your head in response, giggling helplessly as you looked over at Peter, reaching out for him as a signal for help. However, just as Peter crept towards the three of you, he was met with a wispy feeling over his tummy.

“Don’t even try, Parker.” Wanda smirked cheekily, keeping her magic on his tummy before continuing to scratch her fingers along your arches.

“Y/N I’m sohohohorry!” Peter giggled out as he curled up, lightly batting at his belly to try and smack the magic away, but to no avail. He left you to be a giggling mess in Natasha and Wanda’s arms.

Eventually, the women let you go, and rearranged the blanket so it was lying comfortably on the three of you. Once Wanda had stopped torturing Peter, he looked over with puppy eyes, making Wanda roll her eyes and open her arm out for him to join in the pile, which he did, happily.

A few movies later, and the majority of the Avengers were asleep, you looked around and couldn’t help but smile. You felt incredibly thankful that people as amazing as this family were willing to take you in and treat you like their own child, you felt a different kind of love you never felt with your own family, and it warmed your heart.

Eventually, you closed your eyes for the last time that night, falling asleep in between Natasha and Wanda, happy and grateful that you were finally able to experience the magic of Christmas.

#ticklish!reader #avengers tickle #avengers tickle fic series #marvel tickle fic series #marvel tickle fic #marvel tickle #ler!natasha #ler!bucky #ticklish!peter #ler!wanda

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fluffyseapancakes · 2 years

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Day 11: Competition

Hey everyone, so a few days ago I lost someone very close to me. Because of that I haven’t had the motivation to write but I decided to push myself and continue with TickleTober. I may try to go back and write fics for the days that I missed, but here is today’s prompt. I hope you like it.

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“This is silly,” you glance at the cup of water in your hand.

“Oh c’mon Y/N it’ll be fun!” Your best friend Peter Parker grins at you, “didn’t you say you were bored like a minute ago?”

“Yeah, but I was thinking we could watch a movie or something, not…whatever this is.”

“Just give it a shot,” Peter laughs, “all you have to do is take a big swig and whoever spits out the water first loses.”

You sigh and shake your head, “What are the rules?”

“None!”

“Fine,” you put the cup of water to your lips, “piece of cake.” You sip the water and hold it in your mouth, Peter does the same and you notice that he’s already grinning. So easy.

You both stare at each other for a minute, waiting for the other to break. You look at Peter stoically while he is clearly struggling to hold the water in his mouth.

After a while you feel boredom hit you again so you lean forward and poke Peter’s belly, he recoils, suddenly he lunges forward to poke your belly but you expertly dodge his attack. Thank goodness I’ve been training with Nat, you think to yourself smugly. Quickly you stick out your arm and squeeze Peter’s side, he lets out a muffled squeal and drops of water dribbles down his chin.

Screw it.

You lunge at him, knocking him down to the ground. Before Peter could react, you scribble your fingers against his sides and belly, paying close attention to the area around his belly button and where the bottom of his ribs end. He spits out the water, spraying you slightly in the process, and he screams with laughter. You move onto his hips, drilling your thumbs into the little dips, he bucks up and slaps the floor with his hand as a sign of surrender. You grin and swallow the water in your mouth.

“I win,” you giggle, scribbling your fingers against his belly again. Peter giggles hysterically and swats your hand away.

“T-That was cheating,” he gasps out.

“You never said physical contact was against the rules,” you smugly get up and head out the room, “I need to get changed. You could’ve at least tried to spit away from me.”

Before you could reach the door, Peter grabs his web shooters and aims at you, a stream of web fluid wraps around your legs and you fall to the floor. He gleefully strolls over to you and straddles your hips.

“What’s the thing that Cap always says?” He forms his hands into claws and slowly descends on your belly, you giggle and try desperately to escape with no luck, “Oh yeah, ‘I can do this all day.’” Peter suddenly attacks your belly and sides, causing you to let out a surprised squeal.

You two don’t notice Tony standing at the doorway watching Peter tickle you to pieces with a fond look on his face. He chuckles softly and heads back to his workshop, silently wishing that you and Peter can stay happy like this forever.

#tickletober2022 #augtickletober2022 #avengers #reader insert #reader x peter parker #tickle fic #low quality but I tried

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Vacation: The Finale (Part 1)

Part 12 of the series Vacation

This is a TICKLE series

PLATONIC Avengers x reader

Warnings: Mentions of weapons, a bit of angst, this is a longer read (7590 words)

Summary: The Avengers are woken up abruptly by a strange noise on the morning of their last full day of Vacation. Tony intends to make the last full day, a great one.

CRASH!

The ear piercing sound shook the whole cabin. You and Nat jolted awake. You jumped out of bed and ran to her.

“What the hell was that?” You asked, shocked.

“Good question.” Nat said. Her brows were furrowed.

She grabbed her pistol out of the drawer and headed downstairs.

You slowly followed behind her, unarmed. You kinda wished you had something on you but knew the Avengers would keep you safe. Sam came up beside you and pushed you behind him. You held onto his waist and followed him down the stairs. The cabin was dark with light only just beginning to shine through the windows.

“It’s okay!” Thor called from the front yard.

Nat relaxed and so did Sam. You pushed past them in anticipation. You now remembered what this was. You stepped out onto the wooden front porch and saw everyone else standing in a semicircle in front of Thor.

The sunrise painted the sky and the birds were beginning to wake up as the crickets were dying down. Thor held a long rectangular box in his arms. It was silver with a lavender ribbon.

“What is this all about?” Tony piped up. “And look. It left a big patch in the grass. Now I get to hear about that from the owners.”

“It’s a gift for me. From Heimdall.” You said, walking up to Thor.

Everyone looked around surprised. Tony and Steve exchanged looks.

Thor handed you the box with a smile. You took it in your arms. It was a little heavy. You placed it on the ground and dropped on your knees in front of it, beginning to slowly undo the ribbon. You felt excitement and nervousness. What could this be?

Everyone held their breath in anticipation as well. Peter’s curiosity pulled him closer. Bucky’s protectiveness pulled him closer as well, yet he was excited for you to receive a gift from another realm.

The silky ribbon fell to the grass. You looked up at Thor and he gave you a reassuring nod.

Your fingertips gripped the sides of the box, and you lifted it up.

Your eyes fell onto a shining sword. This was one of the most beautiful objects you had ever seen. The blade was shiny and double-edged with a pointed tip. The hilt (handle) was cruciform. The grip was wrapped in a leathery material and the pommel had a large emerald in the middle.

“Woah.” You whispered. You gripped the handle hesitantly as if you didn’t want to disrespect something so beautiful. You lifted it up and a glare of sunlight hit the blade. You saw your reflection in the blade and Thor standing behind you with a proud smile. The sword was about 26 inches long and it fit you perfectly. You looked down in the box and there magically appeared a scabbard (the covering for a sword blade) made out of the same leathery material on the handle. It had a note attached to it.

To defend the defenseless. -Heimdall

Wanda tilted her head and knelt next to you.

‘‘I’m sensing something.” She said.

“This sword… It’s enchanted.” Thor confirmed.

This made Tony, Steve, Bucky, and even you, a little nervous.

“Enchanted… Is it safe?” Bucky asked.

The red magic appeared on Wanda’s right hand as she gently touched yours that was wielding the sword.

“Only if it’s in her hands.” Wanda said with a smile. She was amazed.

Peter dropped to his knees next to you, observing your sword closer.

“Allow me to explain.” Thor announced. “This enchanted weapon… Is one of a kind and over a thousand years old. I’ve gazed at it since I was a child. It chooses its owner. Only someone pure and in need of it can wield this sword. If anyone else tries to use it, it becomes dull and flimsy. It won’t cut anything. In the right hands, it’s supposed to be perfect. When Y/n came to Asgard, the sword sensed her presence. Heimdall says, it glowed. It chooses you, Y/n.”

With that, the sword began to glow a light purple and it subsided.

Everyone gazed at you proudly. You smiled and a feeling of responsibility came over you.

“I’m at a loss for words.” You swallowed. The sword sung as you placed it in its scabbard. Then in its box. You grabbed the box, stood up, and looked at the ground as you walked towards the cabin, feeling all eyes on you.

“Why me? There must be a mistake.” You thought to yourself.

…

You laid in bed thinking about your gift. You were unable to go back to sleep, so you decided to get up for the day. You got ready and before you left the room, you looked at the box again.

“Just one more look before I leave.” You thought to yourself.

You opened the box again. Your heart stopped. The sword was now the size of a pocket knife!

“THOR”’ You cried!

Thor arrived at the doorway within the minute.

“What’s the matter, Princess?”

“Look!” You held up the knife.

“So you can travel with it!” He chuckled.

“How do I get it to be big again?”

“You will it to.”

You nodded. “This is just… so weird.”

“I envy you. I always wanted it for myself. But you deserve it. I hope I get to see you use it one day.” Thor quipped with a smirk.

“Oh… I couldn’t imagine hurting anyone…”

“What if there’s another invasion? You’d want it then.”

“You're right. I must say… just holding it I feel so safe. Like I can defend myself. I don’t need to hide behind anyone. I also feel like I can protect others. I love that feeling.”

Thor smiled and lifted you up in a hug. You left the sword in the box as Thor carried you out of the room.

“I’m so proud of you sweet Y/n. I know that sword belongs to you and when I’m not here, it gives me peace of mind knowing you have great protection, and now you can better defend yourself.” Thor said.

You hugged his neck tighter.

“When I am here though… “ He trailed off. “I’m not so sure you can defend yourself.”

“What do you mean?” You asked confused.

“You can’t protect yourself from me!” He teased, laying you on the ground in the middle of the hallway upstairs.

“OH NO THOR COME ON!”

“MWAUHAHAHA!” Thor evilly laughed as he tickled all over your belly and sides.

You just fell into laughter, not trying so hard to fight back. You just loved Thor and you dreaded him leaving.

His large fingers roughly danced across your belly as you pushed at them yet you couldn’t manage to stop him as he tickled you. You just laid there and took it, laughing weakly. Thor chuckled and finally stopped, pulling you to your feet.

You blushed and playfully slapped his arm.

He ruffled your hair.

“Let’s go eat breakfast.”

…

“We’ve got to leave by 11:00am tomorrow.” Tony announced.

There were frowns across the table. You felt a twinge in your chest.

“Well, how are we going to spend our last day?” Pepper asked, a smirk on her face, already knowing the answer.

“Oh I don’t know…” Tony started. “We could relax, play a few card games, swim, ride a few rollercoasters. I don’t know.” He said nonchalantly.

You and Peter looked at each other with wide smiles.

“ROLLERCOASTERS?!” You and Peter shouted in unison.

“We’re leaving here around 10:30.” Tony smirked.

After breakfast everyone scrambled to get ready to go to the amusement park. This felt like the perfect way to spend your last full day. You knew you were going to have so much fun and not have to spend the day thinking about leaving.

You found yourself sitting on the living room floor playing chess with Peter, while Nat sat on the couch behind you, braiding your hair. You were patiently waiting to leave to go to the amusement park.

“Stay still, silly!” Nat said, a bobby pin in her mouth.

“Sorry.” You said, focusing on the game.

You made the last move as Peter cringed. You finally beat him!

“WOO HOO!” You cheered as Nat tied the elastic in your hair.

“Ugggh! Congrats.” Peter groaned. “First you get a space sword and now you win chess. That’s not fair.”

You stood up doing a stupid victory dance.

Peter tackled you down and you landed on his chest. You smiled down at him. Peter gazed into your eyes a second until you felt something snake around your side. You flinched and giggled as Peter grinned. You threw yourself to the ground next to him and began crawling away in an attempt to escape. Peter grabbed your ankle and pulled you to him. He trapped you in his legs as he tickled your foot. You squealed and thrashed but Peter just ignored you.

“PEHEHETER! I CAN’T TAHAHAKE IT!” You cried with laughter.

“This is what you get!”

“PLEASE STAHAHAP!”

Peter was surprised to hear that, so he let you go. You launched at him to attack but he brought you up onto his legs as he held your hands. You laughed.

“You can’t do anything up there, can you?” He teased.

You didn’t say anything, you just used one finger to lightly tickle his palm. This made his spidey sense go crazy.

“Ahh!” He whined.

You laughed as he brought you back to the ground. You tackled him in a hug as he chuckled.

You blew a raspberry on his neck making giggles bubble out of his mouth.

“Y/N/N! Plehehehease! Nohohoho!” He laughed.

Peter had goosebumps all over his arms. He tickled at your tummy making you squeal and fight to tickle his tummy back. Your fingers made contact with his tummy and he grabbed your wrist while his other fingers danced across your belly button. You were having a full on tickle fight and it was if you were both losing. You tickled harder and so did he.

“TRUCE!” You both shouted in unison, pushing each other away.

You both laid on the floor laughing.

“I am so excited to ride rollercoasters!” Peter said, his laughter subsiding.

“Me too! I’m ready to hurry up and go!”

“Get in the car then, you dorks!” Bucky said hovering over you both.

You smiled up at your dad. He pulled you up to your feet.

“Your hair looks cute.” He said sweetly.

“Thank you!” You said.

…

You sat in the back with Steve. Sam and Bucky trapped Peter in between them so they could play the video game Tony had programmed onto the screens. You and Steve ignored their bickering. Nat and Thor rode with Wanda and Vis. Tony and Pepper were in the front as usual.

The drive was about an hour and a half. You and Steve talked about your new sword. You explained to him how it shrunk.

“Thor says I have to will for it to go back to its normal size if I need to use it. Whatever that means.”

“That’s really interesting. Let’s hope you don’t have to actually use it anytime soon.” Steve cocked an eyebrow with a smirk.

“I just don’t understand…”

“Understand what?” Steve asked.

“Why it… chose… me.”

“Of course it chose you!” Steve said gently gripping your cheeks in his hand, causing your face to squish up. “I know you. You’ll only ever use it for good. You have a good heart and you care about other people.” Steve said proudly

You blushed. “You really believe in me?”

“Aww. I’ll always believe in you, kid.”

“Thanks Steve.” You said.

Steve kissed your nose.

You laid your head on his shoulder.

Confidence built up in your chest. This sword did choose you. Maybe you weren’t meant to just be the young girl the Avengers saved. Maybe you were meant to take part in saving the world with them. Whatever that looked like. This felt like what you wanted to do with your life. Protect people.

…

“There it is!” Peter gasped, catching everyone’s attention.

You looked out the window to see the skyline of the amusement park. Rides soaring high in the air, rollercoasters with insane drops, and a free fall tower that made your stomach turn at just the thought of it.

“We have to go on that one first, Y/n!” Peter said excitedly.

“Yes! But we HAVE to sit in the very front!” You replied.

“She sounds like you.” Steve grumbled to Bucky, making him grin.

“You’re not going to throw up this time, are you Steve?” Bucky chuckled.

Steve rolled his eyes. Sam laughed too, having heard the story of the Cyclone.

It felt like forever for Tony to get a parking spot. Finally you all got out of the van and met up with the others, ready to go into the park together. Bucky lifted you up and put you on his shoulders. When you finally made it through checking and into the park, you and Peter scrambled to the nearest map to look for directions to the tallest, fastest coaster in the park.

The rest of the Avengers followed you through the park to the entrance of the ride.

Tony got the premium fast passes so you guys practically jumped on the ride. You and Peter sat at the very front like you planned. Bucky and Sam got in the seat behind you. To everyone’s surprise, Steve and Tony got on behind Sam and Bucky. You and Peter thought this was the funniest thing ever.

“Come on Thor, get on with me!” Nat said, pulling Thor towards the seat.

“Alright.” Thor said nervously. He wasn't sure what to think about this earthly contraption, but he was brave enough to give it a try.

Wanda made sure everyone was strapped in before she took her seat next to Vision even though the ride worker insisted he knew how to do his job.

The ride worker went through checking everyone and it felt eternity while you and Peter were leaned back taking deep breaths, trying not to sike yourselves out. You and Peter exchanged nervous/excited looks. Peter closed his eyes and he slowly slipped his hand in yours. You smiled to yourself and held his hand tight and that's when the ride pulled out. It went up the hill to the highest drop and you and Peter were giggling all the way up. You peaked through the seats behind you to see Sam had his eyes closed and looked scared to death while Bucky laughed at him.

“You’re literally The Falcon!” Peter teased.

“I’m in control of that!” Sam yelled.

“Here we go!” Peter shouted as you reached the top.

You were so high up you could see for miles and the whole park down below. A breeze blew in your hair. Peter put his hands up and you gripped the handle bar in front of you. You were suddenly slowly being pulled forward and you reached the very tip of the hill. Then the ride began to drop you straight down the steep track. Your stomach dropped as the intense speed rushed through your body and you and Peter screamed like no tomorrow. You finally reached the bottom of the hill and all you could do was laugh and scream as you got jerked around the twists and turns. You finally got the confidence to put your hands up with Peter. Wanda was laughing with Vision. Natasha was laughing at Thor who was screaming like a girl. Tony and Steve were both trying not to throw up, and Bucky was laughing at Sam who was spitting out profanities. The ride came to an end as it pulled back in.

“FINALLY!” Sam shouted.

You and Peter cheered.

Steve and Tony groaned.

“THAT WAS AMAZING! AGAIN! AGAIN!” Thor shouted.

“Anything for you Thor!” The young starstruck workers said, sending the coaster out again.

“NO!” Steve, Tony, and Thor cried while everyone else celebrated.

“Put your hands up on the drop this time!” Peter urged you.

…

After having a blast on three more of the giant roller coasters, everyone decided they were ready to eat. You all got your food and sat at a few tables eating. You and Bucky shared a large Coke.

“We should ride the teacups after this!” Peter suggested, mouth full of french fries.

“NO!” Everyone chorused.

“Bad idea.” Steve laughed.

You and Bucky finished your food, waiting for everyone else (Thor) to finish eating. You were rambling to Bucky about your favorite rides so far.

“I’m glad you’re having fun!” He said sweetly.

“What should we ride next? I want to sit next to you on it!”

“Hmm. How about this one?” Bucky said, wiggling his eyebrows. He pointed at the scariest looking ride at the park. The 300 ft drop tower.

“Oh…” You trailed off.

“You scared?” Bucky teased.

“No!” You fibbed.

“Aww don’t be scared!”

“I’M NOT!”

“Y/n/n! I know when you’re lying to meee!” Bucky said, gripping at your underarms, making your curl in on yourself.

You started to giggle as Bucky tickled your underarms. You instinctively pulled back but he had you trapped good.

“Why are you trying to move away from me? Huh? Oh! Does that tickle?”” Bucky teased ruthlessly.

“N-nohohoho!”

“More lies?! You know what happens when you lie to me! You get tickle time! Is that what you want?” Bucky pulled you onto his lap and held his metal arm under your back as he shook your left rib cage with his free hand. You cackled and blushed, pushing at his hand that was too strong to fight off. Bucky chuckled and leaned down to your ear.

“Why are you fighting me? I thought you liked being tickled!” He whispered, making you absolutely die inside.

“NO!” You shouted, embarrassed.

Bucky just buried his face in your neck and began blowing raspberry after raspberry while his hand repeatedly squeezed your side. Your laughter turned raspy and silent as you practically died of ticklishness in Bucky’s arms.

Bucky sat you up in his lap and acted like nothing happened while you caught your breath and fixed your hair.

“So mean!” You cried, smacking his chest.

Bucky just scrunched his nose at you before kissing your cheek. You couldn’t help but smile and butterflies found their way back to your stomach.

…

You rode many more rides, making sure you had the chance to sit next to everyone on at least one ride. Steve won you a giant stuffed wolf at the high striker. He also got his face painted and wore it proudly. You decided to get yours painted too, as Spider-Man. Once you were done, you tapped Peter’s back as he faced away from you. He turned around and gasped. He had no idea what you had picked.

“I love it!” He said, picking you up and spinning you around.

“Let me get a picture!” Wanda said, pulling out her camera.

You and Peter pressed your cheeks together and smiled. This is probably one of your favorite pictures ever taken.

Wanda had been eating cotton candy all day and definitely had a sugar rush. Thor had been eating all day, and didn’t seem to understand the concept of waiting in lines even with fast passes sometimes.

Tony had become the designated bag holder and constantly looking out to make sure Peter didn’t wander off. Nat was really enjoying this family time and she loved the big rides.

When you finally got on the teacups, you, Peter, Wanda, and Thor sat in one and were spinning it as fast as you could, laughing your heads off, while the rest just sat on the ride not even bothering to spin theirs while they relaxed and chatted, laughing at the four of you who would fly by screaming.

You rode the backwards roller coaster with Tony as you insisted on seeing his reaction. He held onto you and laughed his sweet laughter while you squealed at the backwards drop.

You rode the tall swings with Bucky. You both sat behind Peter and Sam and got in trouble for continuously kicking the back of their seat while waiting for the ride to start.

You sat between Steve and Natasha on the ship ride and Steve would place his hand on your chest when the ride would get to a really steep part to double make sure you wouldn’t fall out.

You and Wanda screamed as you went upside down on the loop de loop roller coaster.

There was one roller coaster that was indoors and was in the dark with flashing lights. You rode that with Thor and cried with laughter at his reactions.

You rode the old bumpy wooden roller coaster with Sam and he swore it was going to break.

There was a water ride that sat 8 people at a time and that was quite funny as you sat next to Peter and Natasha and would laugh your heads off when someone across from you would get splashed. Especially Sam and Bucky.

Finally, it was time for the last ride of the day. The one you’d been dreading. The drop tower. You sat between Steve and Bucky.

“You’re gonna be okay. I got you. Remember, you’re brave!” Steve reassured you.

You nodded as the worker pushed the lap bar in.

Bucky just chuckled at you and squeezed your thigh.

The ride went up and you were actually enjoying the view. It wasn’t new to you, because Peter had brought you up on skyscrapers before.

“Here we go!” Steve said, and with that the ride dropped making you scream while Steve and Bucky just laughed and laughed.

“Oh that was so scary!” You said as the ride slowed.

“That was underwhelming.” Peter said from next to Steve.

“Because you're used to this feeling.” Tony said. “But so am I… Didn't scare me either. Just nearly lost my sunglasses."

…

You climbed in the van, tired and face hot from the sunshine.

“Well, I say that was a great way to end the trip!” Pepper said from the front seat.

Everyone agreed. You and Peter raved about all the fun you had on the rides before you both ended up falling asleep on the way back to the cabin. You dreamt you were holding your shining sword on the rainbow bridge in Asgard. Thor and Loki were with you, teaching you how to use it. When you woke up, you were laying on Steve’s chest. He was also asleep. You pulled into the cabin ten minutes later and everyone climbed out of the van.

“I really want to cool off in the pool!” You said, running in to change into your swimsuit.

“I really want a cup of coffee.” Steve said tiredly. His hair was messy and Spider-Man face paint was smeared on his shirt.

…

Everyone was hanging out at the pool, swimming or chilling in the lounge chairs. You, Peter, and Thor were standing in a circle in the pool joking around.

“Well, this has been fun. I should be leaving here soon.” Thor said softly.

“How soon?” You and Peter asked in unison.

“The sun is setting, so it’s time.” He sighed. “My kingdom needs me to return.”

You felt your heart sink. You thought you wouldn’t have to say goodbye until tomorrow morning. Thor saw the sadness on your face and he brushed his thumb on your cheek. He got out of the pool and began drying off. He put his hand out to wield Mjolnir. You and Peter dried off as well and you put your cover up on. He got Mjolnir and his armor appeared back on his body. He went around saying his goodbyes.

Peter hugged Thor, trying not to cry. He and Thor had become close on this trip.

“Sharing a room with a god wasn’t so bad afterall.” Peter sniffed.

Thor ruffled his hair.

“I look forward to when I see you again, Peter.”

Everyone said their goodbyes, except you. You waited.

Thor turned to you and gestured for you to follow him out to the grass where he would leave.

“Princess…” Thor spoke softly, kneeling to your height.

You looked at the ground, trying your best to fight the tears welling up in your eyes.

“Hey.” Thor cooed, placing his index finger under your chin for you to look up at him.

“You are going to see me again, Y/n. I promise.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.” Thor reassured, eyes soft. “Who else is going to teach you how to use your new sword, huh?”

Your eyes twinkled.

“You’re meant to be something great. Never forget that, Princess.” He said, almost having to hold back tears himself.

You stood there a moment, wracking your brain for what to say before he leaves. You couldn’t put how you felt into words. Only one sentence came close enough. You placed your hands on his shoulders and sighed.

“I- I love you.”

You finally just let your tears flow.

Thor’s eyes danced with love and he smiled.

“I love you, Princess.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and squeezed him in a hug as he wrapped his strong arms around your torso. You sat there a minute before he finally stood up.

He stood back, Mjolnir in hand.

“You better not be gone too long! Come back as soon as you can!” You urged.

“...Anything for you, Princess.” Thor whispered, winking at you.

Even with teary eyes, you couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face.

And with that, he was gone.

…

You entered the quiet cabin while everyone was still outside. The AC made your feet cold on the wooden floor. You walked upstairs with heaviness in your heart. You entered you and Natasha’s room. You opened the closet to look at your dress Thor gave you and your sword. You picked up what was currently a knife and stood in front of the mirror. You were going to try to will it back to its original size. You stood in a steady stance and began to focus, until something shiny caught your eye in the mirror. You turned around and saw the golden cup with rubies on your bedside table. You placed your tiny sword on the bed and walked over to the cup. There was a note attached to it.

A little something to cheer you up, in case you missed me already. -Thor

You chuckled at the note and took a sip from the cup.

Y/n and Thor’s Memories

Suddenly there was a loud thundering noise and a crash outside. Peter’s eyes widened. You knew that sound. You and Peter raced out to the white front porch.

“Hello roommate! I am here to keep you company and join you all on your… What do you call it? Vacation! Yes! Hahaha!” Thor laughed, referring to Peter as his roommate.

“THOOOOR!” You screamed, running to his arms.He smiled brightly at you, lifting you up in the air before engulfing you in a big hug. You laughed with glee. You hadn’t seen him in what felt like forever.

“My sweet Y/n. I’ve missed you.” He said, kissing your cheek.

“I missed you so much.”

“So uuuh… You’re going to be sharing the room with me?” Peter asked, shifting in his place, his hands resting awkwardly on his hips.

“Yes! Haha it’s going to be great!” Thor said, tossing his hammer under a tree.

Peter thought “Wow. Sharing a room with a god is pretty freaking awesome. But this might be a disaster.”

Thor rested you on his hip and carried you inside, following Peter.

You waited on the back deck, talking with Thor about his latest adventures when you heard a loud scream from inside, startling you both. It sounded like bloody murder. Both you and Thor leapt to your feet. Thor pushed you behind him and stuck his arm out. VVVWWRAAAUUUMM! Thor wielded Mjolnir in his right hand. It took you a second to realize the scream belonged to Peter. You were scared. You knew this vacation was too good to be true. Some kind of trouble would follow you all here and it would be ruined.

“YOU BURN!” Tony yelled from inside the house. You’d never heard him yell like that. You gripped Thor’s shirt tighter.

“Th-Thor..” You whispered, shaking.

“Shh baby, I’ve got this.” assured Thor as he made his way toward the door.

Suddenly, a sprinting Peter pushed past him. “NOOOOOO!”

Tony followed after him… with a can of sunscreen. You felt as if you just caught your breath. Thor snatched Peter up by the back of his shirt.

“What is this madness?” Thor asked angrily.

“HE’S TRYING TO PUT SUNSCREEN ON ME!” Peter screeched.

“YOU BURN TOO EASILY. I hate to break it to ya Pete, but you’re not stronger than the sun!” Tony shouted, pointing directly at the sun.

You clutched your chest from the fear you had previously endured, but couldn’t help but start giggling.

“It has been a while since I’ve tickled Y/n.” Thor raised his eyebrow at you and a giant swarm of butterflies flooded your stomach.

“Go for it! She loves it!” Steve smirked.

“NO I DON’T!” You defended.

Steve gave you that look and you gave him a shut up shut up shut up look.

“Yes! Get her, Thor!” Tony encouraged.

Thor smirked and slowly stood up. You started giggling nervously, and took off running toward the house. You ran so fast through the grass that your flip flops flew off. You could hear him coming toward you, and right when you reached the steps, he caught you. You let out a scream and he just laughed evilly. He carried you like a baby back to his seat while you pathetically tried to get away.

“What’s the matter, princess?” Thor asked as he walked across the grass.

“Ihihihi aham scahahared!”

“Don’t be scared! I’m just spending time with my Y/n is all! I might make her laugh a bit!” Thor said in a terribly teasing tone.

“Ohohoho noooo.” You whined, super nervous and flustered.

He plopped down with you in his seat and held you while you braced yourself.

“This is a very nice fire, isn’t it.” Thor asked everyone casually, still holding you like a baby.

You looked up at him confused. Did he change his mind? He had a small smirk on his godly face and his blue eyes twinkled with mischief. Thor looked down at you and pretended to be shocked.

“Oh! Y/n! Haha I almost forgot! I was going to give you tickles!” He exclaimed and dug his wiggling fingers right into the middle of your tummy. Okay, THAT tickles.

You began howling with laughter and a huge smile spread across Thor’s face.

“Y/n loves tickles!” He exclaimed, still tickling your tummy as you were stuck in his arms.

You didn’t want to get away anyway, but you also did because of how much it tickled.

After a while of tummy tickling, he stopped and you caught your breath, a big smile on your face.

“On Asgard, we have different ways to tickle!” Thor began while you waited anxiously. “Do you know what it feels like to be pecked by a raven? Here, let me show you!” He teased as he began poking and wiggling each one of your ribs, while you squealed with laughter. He chuckled at you.

He continued tickling your ribs for a while until he stopped again.

“Oh and do you know what it’s like when a dragon breathes fire?” He asked.

You shook your head with a nervous smile.

“It’s like this!” He shouted before lifting you up, blowing multiple raspberries on your tummy. His raspberries were the most ticklish ones you’ve ever felt, and his beard added to it. Your laughter fell silent and he stopped again.

“Buck.. Steve… Thor wins.” You said catching your breath, referring to the question they asked you this morning. They both just laughed.

“I win what?” Thor asked.

“Your raspberries tickle the most!” You said bashfully.

“They do?” Thor asked with a grin. “What about my knee tickles?” He began squeezing and scribbling on your knees and you went straight back to squealing with adorable laughter in Thor’s arms, failing to escape the tickling on your sensitive knees. He then began to squeeze your thighs and you laughed like crazy. It tickled so much you thought you might die.

“Tickle tickle tickle!” Thor taunted as he now began to dig into your underarms. You fell in and out of silent laughter.

“THOHOHOR! STAHAHAP! THAT TIHIHICKLES!” You shouted through your laughter. This was unbearable.

“It’s supposed to tickle, Y/n/n! I’m tickling you!” Thor said.

“I CAHAHAN’T!” You wheezed.

Thor chuckled and had mercy on you while you caught your breath.

“Would you like for me to stop?” He asked, still laughing along with you.

You didn’t want to say “yes” and you didn’t have the courage to say “no,” so you just kept giggling.

“I’ll take that as a “no!”’ Thor grinned, before reaching down to scribble the bottom of your feet.

You laughed so hard that you had to get him to stop, so you reached up and tickled his neck. He laughed his low, handsome laugh.

“Hey! I’m the one tickling you!” He teased sweetly, before scribbling all over your neck and collarbones. He had tickled you so much that your laughter had become hoarse and he knew you had enough.

“Did that tickle?” He asked with a big smile, while gently tickling your belly button.

“Yehehes!” You giggled.

“Good!” He said, ceasing his tickling and giving you a kiss on the cheek.

Suddenly, Thor burst through the door.

“Princess, you are hereby sentenced to grounding for running off!” He declared. “Young Peter has also been banished. I locked him in the closet.” He joked, as he dramatically stormed toward you.

You burst out laughing at him as he snatched you up, making sure to be careful with your leg, and threw you over his shoulder while you giggled.

“Thor. I need your help.” You said to the god who was currently relaxing in a hammock. He jumped to his feet.

“Anything for you, Princess!” He said in an up-beat tone, but his face fell when he saw yours.

“I want you to take me to Asgard. I want to go right now.” You almost demanded.

“Now? But what about the others? Wouldn’t you want to tell them?”

“All I need is you, Thor, please. You promised.” You began to cry.

Sorrow and confusion filled Thor’s eyes. He wasn’t sure this was the right thing to do, but he sighed and wielded Mjölnir.

“Anything for you, Princess…”

Thor lifted you up and wrapped you tightly in his arms, lifting the magnificent hammer to the sky.

“Heimdall!”

You clutched your chest in awe. In front of you stood the golden kingdom, and you stepped down onto the rainbow bridge. Tears filled your eyes.

“Thor… it’s more beautiful than I ever could’ve imagined. I don’t even deserve to be here.” You awed.

“Of course you do! I have always wanted to bring you here. I knew you’d love it.” He beamed.

“Love is an understatement.” You whispered in amazement, walking on the bridge towards the kingdom.

You and Thor were now sitting out on a balcony off the side of the castle. You both were lounging on a soft, dark purple couch with matching gold pillows, sharing a warm drink out of a fancy golden cup decorated with rubies.

“I think we should stay here forever, Thor.”

Thor smirked, taking the cup from you and setting it aside. “You play too much, Princess.” He growled, tackling you into the pillows, tickling your tummy.

You shrieked in surprise before being consumed in uncontrollable laughter. Thor laughed his low, handsome laugh as he tickled you. You blushed as his large hands wrapped almost all the way around your torso, digging his thumbs into the middle of your tummy.

“Ticklish Princess! That’s what you are!” He stated casually, looking down at you adoringly.

“I AM NOHAHAHAT!”

“Now, now, why are you lying? Tell me!” He teased, slipping his hands under your arms.

Your laughter went up an octave. You tried to thrash around but Thor effortlessly held you in place. You tried to speak, but you couldn’t due to your laughter. Your cheeks and ears burned bright red. Thor couldn’t help but smile at you. He always adored you. You had grown up over the years, but this was something he knew you’d never grow out of.

“THOHOHOR! Nohohoho! Not there!” You shrieked as he wiggled his fingertips roughly (but always gently) into your ribs. You tried to turn on your side, but still, you were stuck.

“Why are you trying to protest? I know you love tickles!” Thor laughed.

You swore you turned like 100 shades redder.

“No! Thahahahat’s not true!!” You shouted through your laughter, flustered.

“Oh, it’s not? Okay, I’ll stop.” Thor said, letting you go and crossing his arms against his chest.

How dare he stop!

You stared at him with a shocked expression, a smile gracing your lips. He sat back, arms still folded, and a sly smirk on his face.

“Hey!” You giggled, scribbling your fingers against his chest.

“Haha! I knew you wouldn’t want me to stop.” He laughed, prying your hands away and latching his hands around your sides, squeezing.

Your bubbly laughter came back and eventually increased when Thor began fluttering his fingers around your neck. You scrunched your shoulders only to trap his fingers.

“Okahahhahay! Okahahay! I cahahan’t take ihihit!” You exclaimed, meaning it this time.

“But I thought you liked it!” Thor teased, tormenting your sensitive neck and collarbones.

“Nohoho!” Your laughter went silent and Thor knew to let up.

You caught your breath while you and Thor leaned back into the pillows facing each other.

Loki swung open a beautiful wardrobe and began shuffling through dresses. Thor began playing with your hair.

“We always wanted a little sister.” Thor admitted.

You smiled at yourself as you watched Thor braid your hair.

“This is the one.” Loki announced, holding up a dress that you couldn’t help but gasp at.

“For me?!” You asked.

Thor and Loki nodded. They left so you could put it on.

You twirled in front of the mirror in your floor length, long sleeved, lavender Asgardian dress. You felt like a princess.

“You look lovely!” Loki said with a clap.

“Thank you, Loki.” You smiled.

“I’m glad you like it, because it’s yours, Princess.” Thor said.

“She had my permission. I wouldn’t have taken her if it wasn’t completely safe.” Thor added.

“You cannot honestly say that it was completely safe.”

“With me? I can honestly say that. If you think I would put Y/n in any harm-” Thor, angry, got very close to Steve.

You smiled at her and jumped to your feet in the middle of the living room in front of everyone, ready to tell them everything.

“SO. Thor lifted his hammer and the next thing I know-” You began excitedly, going into every detail, gushing over the experience.

Everyone smiled, eagerly listening, as you stood in your stunning purple dress telling them the story.

Thor leaned against the wall, beaming with pride. He really loved you and he was proud that he helped you and you were yourself again.

“I’m gonna restart it.” You said for the fifth time.

“I’m sure you’re doing a lovely job, Y/n.” Thor encouraged.

Suddenly, Tony stepped out on the porch. He was nearly ready and you could smell his cologne. You liked that smell.

“Hey Nat, you’ve got a call from Barton.” Tony said, holding up his phone.

“Oh okay, I’ll be right there. Thor, can you finish her hair, please?” She asked, stepping inside.

“Of course!” Thor said, standing up. Your progress on the new braid fell from his hair.

“Aww. That one was looking straighter!” You whined.

Thor chuckled and began running his fingers on the nape of your neck, collecting your hair. It made you shiver and scrunch your shoulders.

“Does that tickle?” He asked with a smirk.

You got butterflies and blushed, but you nodded.

“Now why doesn’t that surprise me?” He asked, sarcasm in his voice.

You rolled your eyes and let him finish your hair.

When he was done, he picked you up and threw you high in the air, making you shriek. He caught you and you giggled.

“Well, I was going to say we could have a fire tonight, but it looks like there’s a storm coming through the night.” Tony said, catching everyone’s attention.

“WOW. WAIT TO GO, THOR! WAY TO RUIN EVERYTHING!” You joked, making everyone laugh.

“Y/N Buchanan I will fight you in the middle of this restaurant, right here right now.” He threatened jokingly.

You gave him a challenging smirk.

Thor pulled you to the ground by surprise and laid you face up on his chest and held your arms above your head, and wrapped one of his legs around both of your legs.

“Natasha, if you’d like to tickle Y/n, now is your opportunity!” Thor said.

“NOHOHOHO! I’ve been tickled so much today! I can’t take any more!” You lied.

“Sure you can!” Nat teased, dancing her long nails all over your neck.

You laughed for the millionth time today, but Nat’s tickles were different. Her long nails caused a ticklish sensation that Steve or Tony didn’t have. Their tickles were more rough, and hers were gentler, but still would drive you quite mad.

“Nahahat! Plehehehase! Nohohot my neheheck!”

“Tummy it is then!” She giggled, dancing her fingers on your belly under your shirt.

You squealed and laughed while Thor held you in place. He was smiling ear to ear, and thought it would be funny to blow some raspberries on the back of your neck.

“These sides look luscious!” Nat teased, now moving to scribbling your sides.

You fell between your belly laughter and silent laughter, which everyone found very amusing.

Nat was now pinching your hips while Thor squeezed you in a hug and was rubbing his beard on your neck. You just giggled, because this didn’t tickle quite as badly as before, and you were quite loving being loved-on at the moment.

“Y/n… I might be gone for long periods of time, but it’s only because I am needed on Asgard, or elsewhere. It does not mean that I do not miss you. You are so special to me, little one.”

“You’re special to me too.” You launched into his arms and hugged him, making him chuckle.

“Thank you for telling me the truth, Y/n.”

You gave him a small smile and a nod.

“Let’s go to bed now.” Thor said, lifting you up off the counter and setting you down.

Tony allowed Peter to drive the car back to the cabin. You sat in the passenger’s seat and Thor sat in the back. You had all the windows rolled down, blasting music. Peter was singing at the top of his lungs with you. Thor didn’t really know any of the music, but he enjoyed it as he was eating a party size bag of potato chips. It was a great time all the way back to the cabin.

Thor smiled and lifted you up in a hug. You left the sword in the box as Thor carried you out of the room.

You hugged his neck tighter.

“When I am here though… “ He trailed off. “I’m not so sure you can defend yourself.”

“What do you mean?” You asked confused.

“You can’t protect yourself from me!” He teased, laying you on the ground in the middle of the hallway upstairs.

“OH NO THOR COME ON!”

“MWAUHAHAHA!” Thor evilly laughed as he tickled all over your belly and sides.

You just fell into laughter, not trying so hard to fight back. You just loved Thor and you dreaded him leaving.

You blushed and playfully slapped his arm.

He ruffled your hair.

End of Y/n and Thor’s Memories

You opened your eyes and sat on the bed, the happiest feeling danced in your chest. You felt so thankful that you got to make so many great memories on this trip. You heard laughter coming from outside.

You walked over to the open window and placed your hands on the sill. You saw your family surrounding the pool. The sky was falling dark and the string lights and tiki torches were lit. Steve was hanging Peter over the pool by his ankle and everyone was laughing. Tony was getting a fire started in the firepit as Pepper brought out marshmallows, Hershey bars, and graham crackers.

“It’s not over yet.” You whispered to yourself and left your room to join them.

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sugars-fluffy-escapes · 2 years

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“you can hide, but you can’t run.” w/ ler peter <3

"You can hide, but you can't run~"

It took mere seconds for your hand to fly up and cover your mouth in response to the echo of Peter's voice from the hallway. You were well aware you couldn't outrun him. Stupid spider powers... Hiding was simply a last resort, as his heightened senses would easily find you if you made so much as a single sound-

A shirt in the closet just had to fall in that moment, which startled you and brought forth a gasp from your throat. Shit... You let out a loud shriek when Peter swung open the closet door, grinning at you as he dangled upside down from the ceiling, lifting his hands and teasingly wiggling his fingers in a manner akin to a spider's legs.

"Found you~"

With a spring in your step, you dove forward, in hopes you could evade Peter's hands by sinking low enough to be under them, and run from the room before he had a chance to jump down from the ceiling. Peter Parker was not to be outsmarted, unfortunately for you. Or, perhaps it wasn't so unfortunate an outcome.

Fwip!

A string of giggly curses left your lips, the all too familiar webbing leaving your hands stuck on the floor in front of you. "Peheheter... PeheHEHETER! Youhouhou cheheheheated!"

The man had jumped down from the ceiling and sat himself cross-legged on the floor right beside you. "You're giggling and I haven't even started tickling you yet. And what do you mean I cheated!?"

"Youhou and your stuhuhupid spiHIHIDEY SEHEHENSES! OHOHOH MYHY GAHAHAAD!" In the midst of your rant about Peter's super-powered advantages, you'd turned your head to look at him, only for ten wiggling digits to start gently digging into the spot where your sides met your back.

As you buried your face in your arms, legs kicking giddily, Peter grinned and began laughing along with you. "It's nohohot my fault that you can't stay quiet during a game of chase~!"

Even if he wasn't just teasing you, it was apparent that Peter's rules for games were a lot different than yours.

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SHAHSHEHSJDHDBEH 😖 This prompt is so good- DUDE- YOU GENIUS AGDHSHDHD /p

Ler!Peter is such a sassy jerk 💕 /lh

Also, I hope y'all enjoy the addition of gifs to these drabbles 👉🏾👈🏾 ahshshdhd- I figure they help with immersion /p /gen

~ Ushu ❤️

#sugar-answers #tickle drabble #sfw tickle blog #sfw tickling community #ler!peter 3 #ler!peter parker #lee!reader #ticklish!reader

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hiddlesbummmm · 2 years

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Updated Masterpost! Click here to go back to my main page💕

Other/Multiple Avengers X Reader Fics

• Catch!! {2678 Words} - Peter and reader get into a prank war. The other avengers take notice and decide to put an end to it.

• Caught(Sequel to above){2976 Words} - Peter and reader decide to resume the pranks even though they promised Steve, Bucky, Thor, and Loki they would put an end to it. Now they both must face the consequences.

•Let’s Do Get Help {3907 Words} Thor/Loki tag team!- Thor, Loki, and reader decide to play a game of Clue. Reader is remarkably good at the game and is accused of cheating. Loki asks Thor to do “Get Help” but with a ticklish twist.

•Spellcaster Supreme! {3771 Words} Dr. Strange fic - Reader is a apprentice under Dr.Strange. She decides to challenge Strange and claim she is the best Spell Caster! Since Strange knows her weakness, he decides to prove her wrong through tickles.

#marvel tickle fics #Thor tickles #Bucky tickles #ticklish reader #Peter tickles #Loki tickles #dr. strange x reader

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valiantphantomangel · 8 months

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The mischief duo

"Ohhh Y/N~ come out come out wherever you are" Bucky said as he walked into the living room with Loki by his side.

You quickly rolled up into a ball and kept hidden under the blanket that you threw over yourself as you laid under the couch.

"If you come out now then maybe Lokes and I will have a little mercy on you" Bucky continued to taunt as Loki laughed.

"But it's unlikely" Loki said with a mischief grin as he and Bucky walked through the living room searching for you.

Now how the hell did you get into this sticky situation, well I'm glad you asked.

You and Peter had set up a few pranks, like putting Star Wars stickers on Bucky metal arm with super glue and switching Loki's hair care products (because of course he has them for his precious raven hair) with pink hair dye.

They had immediately known it was you for some reason and began searching the compound with you running from room to room.

Suddenly you felt a cold metal hand grab your ankle and pulling you out from under the couch, with a yelp you looked up and saw Loki and Bucky grinning down at you.

"Hi" you said with a fake innocent smile hoping you could fool them but couldn't help but laugh at Loki's bright pink hair and the stickers on Bucky's arm

"Oh you think this is funny? We'll give you something to laugh about Little Dove" Likes grinned and threw you over his shoulder.

"Hey-y what is that for" You giggle softly as you hang upside down.

"No need to act innocent Y/N, we are going to tickle you to pieces for what you did" Bucky said with a stupid smirk that matched Loki's as they walked through the halls and towards the gym.

You immediately blushed brightly at the thought of being tickled by the both of them and kicked your feet out, while still hanging over Loki's shoulder.

The god simply laughed and wrapped an arm around your legs to stop you from kicking him and scratched over the sole over you foot since you were only wearing socks.

You kicked out your feet while giggling as you wiggle around to try and get down which only caused Loki to tighten his grip on you.

"Now it's very simple" Loki said with a smirk as he threw you onto the couch and straddled your waist while Bucky pulled your arms above your head "If you tell us who helped you pull off those little stunts of yours, we'll let you go".

"Nope, not happening" you said quickly with a grin as you looked up at them.

"Oh now you're just asking for it" Bucky grinned before dragging his nails over your ribs.

You bit your lip to keep yourself from laughing but that idea went out the window when Loki started to scribble over your tummy.

You giggled softly and sucked in your tummy but that didn't do shit because the stupid god just squeezed your sides which caused a belly laugh from you.

"Your laugh is just so adorable Y/N" Loki cooed as he dipped his picky in your belly button and stroked around on your tummy with his thumb.

"i-i do NOthhihibih"! You giggled as you tried to get away from his hands.

"I knew you were ticklish but this i didn't expect" Bucky taunted from behind you before suddenly drilling into your ribs.

You threw your head back as you laughed hysterically, everyone on the team knew that your ribs are one of your dead spots and took advantage of it almost everyday. But not like Bucky did, he counted your ribs while you went breathless with laughter.

"BUCKY STOP ITHIHIHIHI" you screamed through your laughing as you tossed around.

"Only if you tell us who helped you" they both said with that stupid smirk.

"Okay OKAY"!

"Hmm I don't know, who knows if you might lie" Buck said as he tapped bis chin in thought.

"It was Peter" you said out of breath.

"The spiderling, i should have known" Loki laughed before looking at Bucky "Think the kid had enough for now"? He looked at you with a laugh.

"For now, but rest assured Doll we'll come after you again after we have had a little chat with Peter" Buck said with a dark chuckle before letting go of your arms.

"Now I like the sound of that, a little mischief is always good" Loki said with a smirk before climbing off of you and kissing your forehead, he and Bucky walked off towards Peter's room with the same evil grin.

You didn't wait a second before running towards your room just as you heard Peter's hysterical laugh through the halls "You traitor"!

You locked yourself in your room for the rest of the day and even though you were exhausted from laughing you couldn't get rid of the goofy smile on your lips.

You had learned a lesson today, never mess with the Mischief duo, or at least.

Never get caught ;)

#tickle fic #marvel tickle #ticklish!reader #lee!reader #tickle punishment #ticklish ribs #bucky barnes #ler!bucky #ler!loki #peter parker #avengers tickle #lee!peter

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widowsistersandfriends · 9 months

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Fighting the Tickle Monster

Request: Hi! First of all, your fics are amazing and cute and I'm so sorry for the haters you're getting! If that's okay, I wanted to give you a little prompt for Wanda and reader. Like, since joining the compound, reader has always seen Wanda being the tickle monster (she gave herself that title!) so they get Wanda, only to find out she is a huge and adorable walking tickle spot! You're free to add whatever you want, even other characters, I don't mind :)

Notes: Thank you so much for this cute request! I appreciate your patience waiting for this fic! I hope you enjoy :)

Word Count: 2030

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You were new to the Avengers, as this was only your second week living in the compound with all of them. You were still in awe of the structure and layout of your new living space. The highest technology, finest finishes, and updated appliances. For now, you had your own room, but you were never alone for long. Especially since the rest of the Avengers loved hanging out as a group downstairs in the common area.

You had many mentors who helped lead the way for you. As you learned more about how to be a great superhero, you also learned a lot more about the roles around the compound. Yelena was the prankster, roping in Kate and Peter so she could split the punishment. Peter and Kate were young and maybe just a tad bit scared of Yelena. They figured it was better to split the punishment three ways rather than two. Natasha was definitely the mom of the group, caring and strong, while always looking out for your safety and well-being first. Steve was the goofy one, always cracking corny jokes and happened to be an amazing chef as well. Tony was the uptight, serious, all work no play guy around there. Thor, Bruce, and Clint were chill dudes, who bonded over their lack of understanding of what young people do these days. Lastly, Wanda was the one who would do anything to protect anyone, but she also had a mischievous side and couldn’t help messing with people given her powers.

From what you’ve seen so far, whenever Yelena would try to pull pranks with Kate and Peter, Wanda would be the first to punish them with tickles. Her powers allowed her to pin all three of them at once while still having both her hands free. Natasha would sometimes join in to help her or give away Yelena’s weaknesses. Even though you were new here, Yelena still tried to rope you in as much as possible. Today, you were involved in your first quadruplet prank, which you learned the hard way to not do.

The four of you had put on swim flippers, dragging mud prints into the compound, trying to scare the others that an animal had walked through and left footprints. You guys were able to execute it quickly, running into the garage to take off the flippers and hide them. You knew this was a harmless prank since Wanda could use her magic to clean it up in seconds. However, your flippers were stuck and you couldn’t get them off in time, when the garage door opened and Wanda caught you guys in the act.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” Wanda asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Nothing…” You said, avoiding eye contact and trying to move out of sight.

“Seems like Y/N has gotten roped into one of Yelena’s famous pranks huh?” The witch said, knowing that Yelena and the rest of the crew were hiding nearby.

“I wasn’t doing anything!” You blurted out.

The witch knew you were lying, as she could hear your thoughts.

“Really?” Wanda said, smirking a little before sending some magic towards you. In seconds you felt ticklish sensations on your ribcage, making you double over with laughter and wrap your arms around yourself, to no avail.

“Wahahanda stahahahap gehehet ihihit ohohoff,” you giggled, struggling to stay standing.

“Not until you spill the truth,” Wanda said, upping the sensation, making you fall to the ground laughing. It also didn’t help that she had added sensations to your armpits. Wanda slowly made her way over to you, as you were a giggly mess on the floor. Your superpower was the ability to shut your nerves off. However, you were too ticklish and couldn’t concentrate enough to focus.

“C’mon Y/N, what’s the matter? Can’t turn your ticklishness off?” Wanda asked, now picking you up and flying back into the living room with you, and pinning you with her powers. With that, she continued the sensations and began to tickle your sides with her sharp nails.

“GAHAHAHA WAHAHANDA STAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEASE IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES,” you screamed with laughter.

“Better fess up who else is in cahoots with you,” the witch teased, speeding her fingers up.

“AHAHAHA NEHEHEVER,” you cried, unable to squirm and knowing that if you didn’t fess up, she would tickle you to tears.

“Tell the tickle monster, before she makes you pee your pants,” Wanda teased, moving down to your feet.

“NOHOHO NOHOHOT THEHEHERE OKAHAHAY IHIHI GHIHIVE,” you shouted, knowing that once someone got a hold of your feet, you were done for.

“Tell me,” Wanda demanded, as you giggled from the lingering sensation.

“Ihihi ahaha was wihith Yelena, Kate, and Peter,” you huffed out, lying there in defeat.

“Ohh interesting,” Wanda said teasingly, as you knew she already knew all the details, wanted to tickle you to get you to confess.

“You’re evil, you know that,” you said playfully.

“Glad you picked up on that in the short time you’ve been here,” Wanda said with a wink.

“Now what do you say? Want to help me dish out a punishment to your other little minions?” Wanda asked with a smile.

You thought for a second, knowing that either way you would be in trouble. Whether it was with Wanda or Yelena. However, Wanda had way more power, so you took your chances with Yelena and led the witch back to the garage where the others were hiding. In your defense, they didn’t try to save you when you were being tickled to pieces.

You turned on the lights in the garage, telling Wanda where they hid.

“Thanks, Y/N. I’ll give you a headstart so they don’t try to chase you,” the witch whispered. You quickly ran off, hearing Yelena shout your name to get back there. You let out a giggle and returned to the living room where you found Natasha doing a sudoku puzzle.

“Heard you got wrecked, Y/N,” Natasha said, smirking without looking up.

“Shut up, I did not!”

“Everyone could hear your laughter throughout the compound,” Natasha said. Before you could respond, Wanda came back in, all three kiddos in tow.

“Why do we keep agreeing to this?” Peter asked Kate, who looked like a deer in the headlights, knowing she was doomed. Yelena was the only one trying to wiggle her way out of Wanda’s grasp, being unsuccessful.

“The more you squirm, the more she’s gonna tickle you,” Natasha told Yelena.

“But if I escape I won’t get tickled at all,” Yelena said back matter-of-factly.

“Too bad you’re not escaping,” you chimed in shyly.

“You little turd. You’re the reason why I got caught!” Yelena said, pointing at you.

“Don’t worry, I already tickled her to pieces,” Wanda said, catching you blushing.

“Oh man, I wish I saw that,” Yelena said with a chuckle.

“You missed a lot. She’s super ticklish and has the sweetest giggle,” Wanda said, floating her magic towards you, this time on your stomach.

“Nohohohoo Wahahahanda plehehehease ihih’ve hahahad enohough,” you squealed, curling up into a ball. They all laughed at your reaction, much to your embarrassment.

“I didn’t forget about you guys,” Wanda said, promptly pinning the three of them with her powers.

“Now, who should I start with first?” Wanda said, wiggling her fingers.

“Kate!” Yelena blurted out, before bursting into laughter, as Wanda raked her nails over Yelena’s armpits.

“AHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAP.”

“Since you volunteered someone else, I decided to tickle you first,” Wanda said cheekily.

“IHIHITS SOHOHO BAHAHAD PLEHEHEASE,” the blonde laughed, as Wanda began to squeeze her knees and knead into her hips.

Wanda gave her a break and moved on to Kate, who was the most scared out of all of them.

“Please don’t tickle me! I’m sorry!” Kate pleaded.

“Hmm, no I think the tickle monster is still hungry,” Wanda said, blowing three raspberries on Kate’s stomach. It tickled so much that Kate went into silent laughter.

“Wow Kate, she’s not even doing much,” Peter teased, whose eyes then widened when Wanda reached over and tickled his armpits, making the boy squeal with laughter. She now used her other hand to dip a finger into Kate’s belly button.

“WANDA NOT THEHEHEHERE IHIHI CAHAHANT STAHAHAND IHIHIT,” Kate screamed. She was getting their two worst spots at the same time. Once she felt they had enough, she sent some magic to all of them, tickling them on their feet and sides. They were all laughing too much to even speak. Meanwhile Natasha had moved closer to you on the couch.

“You know, we should try to get Wanda back. She’s always the most powerful one here, but why not give her a taste of her own medicine?” Natasha suggested quietly to you.

“No way! I’m not suffering through punishment again!” You hissed back quietly.

“You’d rather be in trouble with me?” Natasha said, pinching your side, making you yelp and jump away.

“That’s what I thought,” the redhead said, now explaining the plan to you.

Natasha snuck up behind Wanda while she was distracted, grabbing her from behind and pinning her arms above her head. Meanwhile you came around and quickly sat on Wanda’s waist.

“Y/N! What are you doing??” Wanda questioned, trying to break free from Natasha.

“I’m here to get revenge,” you said simply.

“Too bad I’m not ticklish, so you’ll have to find another way,” the witch responded confidently.

“We’ll see about that,” you said, slowly tracing your fingers over her sides and stomach. You saw her jolt, as she sucked her stomach in to avoid your fingers.

“Oh what do we have here? Seems like I’m not the only liar here,” you said, now kneading into her sides and tickling her stomach with no mercy.

“Y/N STAHAHAHAP OHOO MY GOHOHOSH,” the witch cried out with laughter. The tickling was enough for her to break concentration, which released the other three from her spell holding them down. Meanwhile, Natasha was using her free hand to tickle the witch’s armpits.

“Alright everyone, pick a spot,” Natasha said, keeping a firm grip on her wrists.

Yelena went to her feet, Kate was at her knees, and you and Peter would get her upper body, while Natasha got her armpits.

“Everyone ready?” Yelena asked.

“NO GUYS PLEASE! DONT DO THIS!” Wanda panicked, unable to escape.

“Who’s the tickle monster now?” You asked, as you all began to tickle her to pieces.

“NOHOHOHO AHAHAHAHAHA GUYS STAHAHAP,” Wanda shouted, overwhelmed with ticklish sensations.

You raked your nails over her ribs, before digging in between her rib bones knowing that you had hit a sweet spot. The witch tried to kick and wiggle as much as she could, but she was outnumbered.

“Do you admit defeat?” Yelena asked, running her nails over a particularly good spot near her heel.

“GAHAHA NEHEHEVER SCREHEHEW YOHOHOU GUHUYS,” the witch laughed, turning pink.

“Man she is stubborn,” Peter commented with a small laugh.

“Fine, then take this as revenge for all the times you tickled us. Turns out you’re even more ticklish than us!” Kate said, now tickling the back of her knees.

Natasha had let her guard down a bit, loosening her grip on Wanda’s wrists. The witch saw this opportunity and extended her arms to reach Natasha’s stomach. She wiggled her fingers, causing Natasha to yelp and let go of her wrists. With her hands free now, she immediately turned towards you and reached up to tickle you off of her. You squealed and immediately got off of her. Wanda was able to overpower the others and quickly turned the tables on Natasha, the only one who hadn’t been tickled yet.

Within seconds, Natasha was laughing and squealing, failing to swat Wanda’s quick hands away. You joined the other three, fleeing to safety.

“You brats!” Natasha yelled out over her laughter. The four of you knew they would get revenge on you guys afterwards, so you guys took advantage of the head start. Even if tickling embarrassed you, you loved the bonding it created between you and your superhero teammates. And the one thing you always remembered was that Wanda was the ultimate tickle monster.

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•guessing game•

Peter’s Spider-Sense alerts him, but there is no danger.

CW: tickle fic, horrendously disgusting tooth-rotting fluff, romantic relationship, angry!Pete, flirting, teasing, kisses (no tongue 😐👍), cursing, ultimately sfw but has some suggestive tones, mention of web restraints 🫠, fem!reader, you are basically this universe’s MJ, imagine any version of Peter you want (you could even come up with your own version 👀)

Peter and the reader are in an established relationship

Bold text means it’s a flashback

Slanted text is for emphasis

Small slanted text is a thought that wasn’t said out loud

Enjoy

Partially inspired by this post from @sugars-fluffy-escapes

It had been a long day. Peter was exhausted.

It started just like any other day. He woke up, ate breakfast, brushed his teeth, kissed you goodbye, and headed to class.

Of course, going to school never quite worked out for him.

He was lucky if he was able to attend all of his classes for the day (attend, not be there for the entire lecture). Today, he didn’t make it to any classes.

Why? Because Doc Ock got bored and decided to play New York City Sandbox Simulator. Pete swore this guy became a super villain just to have something to do.

The fight lasted almost all day. By the time Peter got home, you could tell he was pissed.

After hearing him knock on the window, you rushed over to open it for him. As he climbed inside, you noticed that his entire demeanor was different.

At first, you thought he might’ve been hurt. When he took off his mask, you saw that his eyes were drooped in a way that made him appear annoyed and defeated. There was no part of his face that looked warm and welcoming. This terrified you.

Usually after patrol, he greeted you cheerfully with one of his many nicknames for you. Even if he seemed sad or upset, he at least did that.

This time, he didn’t even make eye contact with you. All he said to you was, “Thanks,” and then he beelined to the bathroom to take a shower.

It was very clear that he was not in a good mood right now.

You wondered if it was a good idea to ask him what was wrong. Would that make him feel better? Would that make him snap at you? Was it best to just try to give him some space?

You crawled into bed, pulling the covers up over you. As you waited for Pete to get out of the shower, you decided that it would be best to just keep quiet until he wanted to talk.

Eventually, he emerged from the mist and steam in the bathroom. He threw on a pair of pajama pants (just pajama pants, no shirt), climbed into bed, wrapped his arms around you, and just as he was about to kiss you goodnight, he saw the look on your face.

His agitation was immediately replaced with concern.

“You okay, bug?” he leaned back to look into your eyes.

You barely looked at him before breaking eye contact. This worried him.

“Is something wrong?” he asked.

You hesitated, opening your mouth to speak, but closing it instead.

“Hey,” he said, taking on a more serious tone. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

He spoke in a way that was firm, but gentle. You had a habit of bursting into tears when he did that, but you held it in this time around, not wanting to irritate him any further.

You swallowed, “I uh… Are… Are you mad at me?”

He furrowed his brows, confused.

“Why would I be mad at you?”

You made eye contact with him now, feeling a little relieved. You thought quietly for a moment before speaking.

“W-well, I just.. thought that you seemed angry and.. I didn’t know if it was something I did, or-“

“No, no, baby,” he cuts you off. “I’m not mad at you, sweetheart. I could never be mad at you. It was just a hard day, that’s all.”

He holds you tighter, feeling guilty.

“I’m sorry my mug is so mean,” he whispers. “I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at the 24 foot tall robotic octopus that keeps throwing me off of tall buildings and running away.”

He earns a small chuckle from you, easing the tension. Peter smiles, but his smile fades quickly. His expression softens as he connects the dots.

“You saw that I was mad, and your first thought.. was that I was mad at you?”

This realization affected him more than he led on. He was supposed to protect you and keep you safe. Y’know, the whole point of the superhero thing?

Instead, here he was, scaring you. Pushing you away. Making you afraid to talk to him.

You broke eye contact with him again.

Pete let out a soft, defeated sigh. He tightened his grip on you again, holding you as close as possible.

“You know I’d never hurt you?” he says, his tone firm and gentle again. “Like, ever? Never in a million years? Even if I was angry?”

You nod. You knew deep down that if Pete was mad at you, he wouldn’t even do so much as raise his voice.

He’d crawl into bed with you, just like he always does.

He’d tell you what was bugging him, you’d apologize, he’d probably apologize too for some reason, then he’d ambush you with kisses and the two of you would promptly go to bed.

“I know,” you said, feeling stupid. “I’m sorry I even-“ you start to say before you can catch yourself.

Pete makes a loud incorrect buzzer sound, startling you a little and making you laugh.

“That’s the wrong answer,” he says playfully, “You’re actually only supposed to apologize when you’ve done something wrong. Try again.”

He looks at you with a shit-eating grin. He’s done this to you so many times.

The first few times, he’d caught you in a loop, going back and forth between you accidentally apologizing, and him doing the incorrect buzzer. This time, he knew you’d stop apologizing before it could even start.

Being an annoying little shit was a gift of Peter’s. In hindsight, it was only a matter of time before he found out your biggest weakness.

He leaned his head into the crook of your neck, ready to fall asleep with you in his arms, safe and sound. But, of course, he couldn’t resist adding one more quip.

He exhaled, his hot breath hitting your skin. Every hair on your body stood up.

“Yup, that’s what I thought,” he said, his lips getting closer to your neck. His only intention was to kiss you there.

Much to his surprise (and delight), you giggled.

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Ever since then, after a long, hard day of being Spider-Man, this became a tradition of some sort for the both of you.

Pete would come home after patrol, take a shower, and then absolutely wreck you. It was like his way of decompressing after a day of getting beat up.

He noticed that you didn’t really fight back, but he never questioned it.

Frankly, he was having too much fun to care.

He figured that you were just one of those people that curled up into a ball as a very poor, but very cute, way of trying to hide.

On this day in particular, Pete had spent the whole day with you. He planned for it. There was no long, hard day of being Spider-Man. This meant that you could spend some time together.

Unfortunately, that also meant that your tradition couldn’t happen today.

But you were craving it. It was the only thing you could think about.

After spending the whole day with Peter, and his teasing? You barely survived.

You and Pete laid next to each other, your head resting on his shoulder. He put on a movie a little while earlier that you weren’t really interested in.

You contemplated telling him that you weren’t into the movie, but that would put you in a situation that petrified you.

‘Is there something else that you wanna do?’

You could already hear him saying it. You could already imagine the heat moving towards your cheeks as you sit there, speechless, thinking about what the hell you could possibly say to get yourself out of this one. Even just imagining that was flustering enough.

But there was nothing wrong with thinking about it, right? No, of course not. You can enjoy your little daydream while Pete watches TV, and he’d have no idea at all that you were thinking about the night he discovered that you were ticklish.

He had no idea that you were thinking about the slow, mischievous grin that grew on his face after hearing you giggle. The way he locked eyes with you. The way he told you, “You are so fucked,” without saying anything at all. The reality setting in that the only thing you can do is wait for him to attack. Then, the reality setting in that once he attacks, the only thing you can do is wait for him to stop.

He didn’t know you were thinking about the dramatic, exaggerated stories he told as he toyed with you.

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He had effectively overpowered you, sitting on your hips, keeping you exactly where he wanted you.

“…And then, just when I thought it was finally over…” he paused for a comedically long time, looking directly into your eyes.

He enjoyed the tension building up. He loved making you feel the imminent dread of what was coming next. He loved the nervous giggles you let out as he stared at you with a stone-faced expression.

“…I heard his footsteps,” he teasingly walked his fingers up your side as you squirmed beneath him. “Getting closer,” he took a step, “and closer,” he took another step, “and then…” you hid behind your hands, shaking, laughing, waiting for him to strike.

When he didn’t, you peeked through your fingers, only to find that he was still staring at you. His face was still entirely serious, even though you were covering your eyes.

Why is he so committed to this bit?? Does he want to fluster me to death??

…

Yeah, of course he does, what am I even saying?

“…And then…” he paused again.

And then what??? FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY.

He was far too good at this.

He took an obnoxiously loud deep breath in, gathering all the air he possibly could into his lungs. And in an instant, he was blowing the world’s biggest raspberry on your tummy. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he was also digging his fingers into your ribs at the same time.

You screamed so loud that you thought someone would file a noise complaint.

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He didn’t know you were thinking about how strong he was. How easy it was for him to trap you in his arms. Even if you had attempted to fight back, it would’ve been useless.

He certainly had no idea that you were thinking about the time you yelled, “Stop!” and he laughed at you. You weren’t sure if he was catching on to how much you liked this, or if he was laughing because he wasn’t about to stop any time soon. Either way, he didn’t stop any time soon.

There was one thing you were very glad he didn’t know.

He didn’t know that the way he looked at you after one of those days made you weak.

You thought about how tired his eyes would look after taking his mask off. You thought about the relieved sigh he’d let out as he hugs you. The kiss he’d plant on your forehead before he tells you how awful of a day he had. The timber in his voice when he tells you you’re gonna know all about it when he gets out of the shower.

He didn’t know that as soon as the bathroom door closed, you hopped into bed, throwing the blanket over you, giggling and kicking your feet as soon as you were underneath. It was on days like that where you thanked the entire universe that Pete only took 10 minute showers.

All you could think of was how warm he’d be. How close he’d pull you to him. How many glances you’d take of his chest.

If Peter knew what you were thinking about right now, you’d be reduced to jelly in seconds. There was no way you could ever tell him about any of this.

But you wished he knew. You wished you could make him understand. But it would never happen. You’d rather get water boarded by the CIA than tell him.

Suddenly, Peter felt something. His Spider-Sense. He instinctively put an arm around you, looking around the room.

“Pete? Is something wrong?” you asked him.

He looked around the room for a little longer, scanning every area he could see. He found nothing. Everything was fine. He relaxed a little, but was still on edge.

“What’s wrong?” you asked again, feeling a little anxious now.

“Nothing, angel,” he shook his head. “I… I thought I felt my Spider-Sense.”

He thought he felt his Spider-Sense?

You always imagined that to be an obvious feeling.

“What made it go off?”

“I’m… I’m not sure. But it felt like it went off for you,” he paused. “Are you okay?”

You paused.

“I.. I think so.. Why? Am I in danger?”

Peter looked around the room again, scanning for absolutely anything dangerous. Nothing. He listened for any strange noises. Nothing. He tried to sense if anyone dangerous was in the building. Once again, nothing.

“No.. You’re completely fine,” he said, his brows still furrowed.

Now you were really confused.

“If I’m not in any danger, then… why did it go off?”

Peter closed his eyes, trying his best to focus on where this feeling was coming from. The longer he waited, the more clear it became.

It was his Spider-Sense, but it was different this time. It felt warmer. Gentler. When he was in danger, the feeling was comparable to almost getting hit by an oncoming train. Right now, it felt more like a tap on the shoulder.

Why was he getting tapped on the shoulder, and why did it make him think of you?

He opened his eyes, trying to make sense out of any of this.

A tap on the shoulder… for you?

Wait, no.

Maybe…

Maybe it’s a tap on the shoulder from you?

“Is… Is there something that you want to tell me?“ he questioned. “Is there something you feel scared to tell me?”

Uh oh.

Wait.

Hold on a minute.

How?

You tried your best to hide the shock on your face, but you already felt the warmth spreading across your cheeks. You cleared your throat.

“Uhm, w-what do you mean?” you tried. It wasn’t much, but it was something.

Pete closed his eyes again. You were starting to wonder if he could read your mind.

God, you hoped he couldn’t read your mind.

“It just feels like there’s something you want to tell me, but you’re hiding it from me,” he opens his eyes. “What’s going on?”

Damn, I’m not even safe in my own head.

You couldn’t lie to him, but you also couldn’t just outright say it to him either. You didn’t think you could say this out loud even if you were completely alone with no sign of human life for miles.

This was going to be difficult.

You looked down at your hands and fidgeted with them.

“There is… something I’m not telling you…” you start.

He puts his arms around your waist, gently guiding you to lay down on your side next to him.

“What is it, baby? What are you so afraid to tell me?”

He looked so concerned.

You break eye contact, which Peter usually sees as a bad sign. What’s different this time is that a smile slowly creeps onto your face. Now, he’s intrigued.

“What’s so funny?” he says, not being able to stop the smile from forming on his face too.

You smile harder. You already know that your face is bright red. You can’t help it. You’re reducing into jelly.

“What is going on?” Pete laughs, now staring to feel amused by this entire situation.

You open your mouth.

Then close it.

Then open it again.

“It’s not so much that I’m scared… It’s more like… I’m embarrassed.”

Okay, that was a good first step. You admitted to being embarrassed, but not by what.

Pete squints his eyes and looks at you suspiciously.

“Just tell me what it is,” he says.

Nope. Not gonna happen, asshole.

“I can’t,” you whisper.

His expression softens.

“Why not?”

There is a pause. You take a deep breath.

“I feel too embarrassed to say it out loud. Even if you weren’t here and I was completely alone, I still wouldn’t say it out loud. That’s how embarrassed I am,” you admit.

Peter nods, understanding the predicament you’re in.

“That’s okay, bug. We don’t have to talk about it right now if you don’t want to.”

You feel bad. How do you tell someone something without saying it out loud?

Definitely not doing charades. Or Pictionary. Even if you knew sign language, you weren’t doing that either. There has to be some way to make it easier for both of you.

And then it hit you. You both knew that you couldn’t say it, but what if he could?

“What if… What if you try to guess what it is? I’ll give you hints and tell you if you’re right,” you suggested.

Pete thought about it, and nodded. The smile from earlier came back.

“Okay. Let’s do that then. What’s the first hint?”

You looked off to the side as you thought of a good hint. Something vague, but truthful.

“I’m thinking about something that you do…” Pause. “…that I like.” That seemed vague enough.

Peter raises his eyebrows.

“Something I do that you like?”

You nod.

“Is it… when I make corny science jokes?”

You shake your head.

“Huh, really thought that would be it,” he replies sarcastically.

“Is it… my dancing?” he asks.

“Nope. Not that either. You are a good dancer, though.”

He grins at that. He loved when you complimented him.

“Thanks. But if it’s not my jokes or my dancing, then what is it? Give me another hint.”

You try to think of something else.

“It’s something that most people don’t like.”

He squints.

“My… dancing…?”

You roll your eyes.

“No, Pete, it’s not your dancing. But while we’re on that subject, most people don’t like your corny jokes either.”

“Ouch.”

You both laugh. Pete thinks again for a moment. He’s drawing a blank.

“I’m gonna need another hint from you, missy.”

Time to think again. What else could you possibly say to him to make him understand?

Thinking…

…

There was only one more thing you could think to say. You shut your eyes so you didn’t have to see his reaction.

Here goes nothing…

“I only feel comfortable when you’re the one doing it… to me.”

Whoomp, there it is. Can’t take that shit back now.

You swear to God if he doesn’t figure it out now, you might just explode.

…

Silence.

…

More silence.

You opened one eye. You were greeted by a confused looking Pete, clearly still trying to put the puzzle pieces in the right places.

Time to explode.

“It’s something I do… that you like… that most people don’t like… and it’s something that you only let me do to you...” Pete looked like he was becoming more and more confused by the second. “What is something that I do to you… that most people don’t like?” he asked himself.

You watched in real time as the wheels turned. You saw the moment a lightbulb turned on. You started to brace yourself for what he was going to say.

“Oh, wait,”

I was wrong about earlier. NOW it’s time to explode.

A sly smile spread across his face.

Oh God. He knows.

“Are you thinking about-“

Don’t say it.

“-our little-”

Do NOT say it.

“-tickle fights?”

Fuck, he said it. He said the thing.

At this point, you couldn’t even answer him. Your entire face was burning. Your cheeks hurt from smiling so hard. The only thing you could do was hide under the covers.

You hear Pete laughing. Now that he’s figured it out, you were gonna have to accept that you would never know a moment of peace for the rest of your life.

He lifted the blanket so he could see your face. Now you were hiding behind your hands.

“Why are you hiding from me?” he teased, knowing damn well why you were hiding from him.

“Stop teasing me!” you muffled.

He chuckled, “Why? Are you blushing?”

This boy just wouldn’t stop.

“How can I help teasing you when you act like this?” he purred.

He pulled the blanket over your heads so that both of you were under the covers.

“So, that’s what you were so afraid to tell me? You like it when I tickle you?”

You whimpered pathetically, doing your best to curl yourself into a ball. Pete enjoyed this.

“That’s what you were soooooo embarrassed to say this entire time?”

You did not appreciate that tone, which is exactly why he used it.

He placed his arms around your shoulders, cradling you. He rubbed your arm with his thumb, moving it back and forth. As much as he loved to fluster you, he also wanted you to feel comfortable telling him things like this.

“I don’t see what’s so embarrassing about that,” he murmured, kissing the top of your head.

You relaxed a little. As difficult as it was to have this conversation, you were grateful it happened. There were no more secrets between the two of you. You didn’t need to hide anymore.

You unraveled from the ball you were trying to turn into, snuggling closer to Peter.

You looked up at him. He looked down at you.

“There she is,” Pete said softly, admiring you.

You glared at him playfully before pushing your head into his chest.

“Aaaaaaand she’s hiding again,” he sighs. “When will you learn-” Pete takes hold of your wrist as he rolls on top of you, pinning it to the bed, “-that you can’t-” his other arm slithers around your waist, his hand now pinching at your side, “-hide from me?”

You did your best to try to wriggle out from underneath him, but you were trapped under his body weight. He was too strong. The only thing you could do was laugh.

“PEHEHETER, WAHAHAIT!” you screamed.

“Wait? Wait for what?” he continued to tickle you. “This is what you wanted, right?”

Yup.

“Oh wait, did you want me to tickle here?” he pinched a little higher towards your ribs. You screeched.

“Or maybe here?” he squeezed at your hip. “Or did you just want me to tickle all of these spots at the same time?” he moved his hand sporadically up and down your side.

It was unbearable. His fingers were so precise. Every move felt intentional. You were completely at his mercy, and it was everything you ever wanted.

Peter was having just as much fun. He loved the way you struggled beneath him. Your shrieking laughter was music to his ears. The way you insincerely begged him to stop only made him want to keep going.

The fact that you trusted him enough to let him do this to you made him feel so special. He spent so much of his time worrying about keeping you safe, constantly wondering if he was doing enough to protect you.

Knowing that you were okay with him putting you in such a vulnerable position made him feel like he had done something right. He was the only one who was allowed to touch you like this, and he did not take that for granted.

He stopped tickling you for a moment to pin your other wrist to the bed. He leaned down, acting like he wanted to whisper something to you.

“Hey, can I tell you a secret?” his breath hit your neck, giving you goosebumps.

This was his favorite way to tickle you. This was the way he discovered you were ticklish in the first place. The sensation was so intense that it made you fall into silent, wheezing laughter. That’s why he loved this method.

He knew that every time he said something, his breath sent you into hysterics.

“Please? I just need to tell you something real quick. It’s really important.”

“I DON’T WANT TO HEAR YOUR SEHEHECREHET,” you shouted as soon as you were able to breathe in.

“No, no, no, no, you’re gonna like it, I promise!” he lied.

You heard him inhale and you knew what was coming next.

“NONONONONONO DON’T-“ he blew a fat raspberry.

You let out one last scream before falling back into silent laughter.

Pete finally decided that you’d had enough. He kissed the sensitive area on your neck, then continued to peck upwards until he reached your cheek as you let out the last of your exhausted giggles.

He let go of your wrists and lifted the blanket, rolling back onto his side and pulling you into his embrace. He let you take the time to catch your breath.

Once your breathing slowed to a normal pace, he spoke.

“I love you so much, you know that?”

Of course you knew that.

“I love you more,” you replied.

Pete kissed you on the lips, letting it linger for a moment. He massaged your scalp as he held you, wishing he could just stay here with you forever. Then, he decided to be cheeky again.

“You know, I’ve always wanted to do that,” he said, “Just pin your arms down and tickle you.”

It only occurred to you then that he never attempted to hold your arms down before tonight. He’d sat on top of you, held you close to him so you couldn’t get away, and he got to your weak spots before you could cover them, but he never pinned your arms down.

“Why didn’t you do it sooner?” you joked.

He smiled, “Because I didn’t know that you wanted me to. I didn’t know you liked it that much,” he answered, “Besides, it’s not like you were putting up that much of a fight anyway. I thought it’d be too mean.”

Peter was many things. A superhero, a little shit, an asshole. But he was also incredibly considerate. You weren’t sure what you did to deserve this boy, but you were so happy you had him.

“But now that I know you do like it that much,” he said, “maybe next time I’ll web you to the bed and tickle you until it dissolves.”

I quite like that idea.

“Oh really?” you challenged him playfully.

“Mhmm. Maybe I’ll make a special batch of web fluid just for you.”

“A special batch?”

“Yup. I’ll make it last twice as long.”

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A/N: this is my first fic pls let me know if i did good or if i should never write anything ever again 👍

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supermarvel-fics · 2 years

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Tickletober Day 14: Tracing

fandom: marvel

word count: 670

pairing: peter 1 x reader (platonic)

summary: peter is curious about your tattoos and asks to see them

“Can I see them?” Peter excitedly asked you as he followed you down the hallway. The teen had just found out that you had a plethora of tattoos, now eager to see the ink marking your skin.

“Why do you want to see them?” You continued on your journey to the common room, book in hand, along with an amused smile. Peter swerved to stand in front of you, but began walking backwards so you wouldn’t have to stop.

“Because all my friends are in high school! They don’t have any tattoos.”

“Oh, so I’m your friend, now? I thought I was too old,” You chuckled, remembering a conversation Peter had with Tony about the Avenger’s being ‘too old’ to be his friend. He was picked on relentlessly after that, since he hung around the tower more than he did with his own classmates. You all knew he was bluffing, anyway.

“You’re the youngest one, so that makes you closer to my age, so I can make an exception. Come on, please?” Peter pleaded, stopping in the doorway to the common area to block you access to the room. You looked at the over-enthused boy, finding that you couldn’t say no to him. He reminded you of your younger brother so much that you’d probably do anything he asked.

“Fine, I’ll show you,” You said, nodding your head to the large sofa in the middle of the room. You knew it would be empty since most of the heroes had gone on a mission, and the ones who didn’t were homebodies anyway. They often stayed in their rooms.

Peter whirled back around and practically ran to the couch with you following behind. Sitting beside him, you rolled up your sleeves as much as you could so that he could see the colorful ink adorning your skin.

“Woah,” Peter marveled, eyes roaming all over your forearms. “How come you never show them?”

You shrugged. “I’ve grown accustomed to wearing long sleeves in training and my suit protects my entire body. I don’t think about it much.”

“Do you have more that aren’t on your arms?” Peter glanced up at you expectantly, drawing a smile out of you.

“Yes, but those are for my eyes only. This is all you’re getting out of me,” You chuckled, twisting your arms so he could better see the tattoo sleeve.

“Did they hurt?”

“You have a lot of questions, Pete.”

“I’m curious!”

You shook your head, answering his question. “Not all of them. There were a few near my inner elbow that hurt, but most of them were tolerable.”

“C-Can I touch them?” He anxiously asked. You grinned, sticking your right arm out towards him.

“Go on.”

Peter placed the pads of his fingers on your arm, tracing the shapes of the objects that covered your arm. He glided his nails down to your wrist, earning him an unexpected twitch of your arm. “Sorry!”

You were quick to reassure him. “It wasn’t you! Well, it was you, but you didn’t hurt me, Peter. It just… tickled a bit. I’m fine.”

“Oh,” He breathed out in relief, resuming his path along you arm. “Wait, you’re ticklish?”

Your eyes shot up to meet his, noticing a smirk forming on his features. “Yes, and last I checked, you are too, so don’t get any ideas.”

Peter’s face turned a shade of red you’d never seen before as he ducked his head and went back to tracing each and every one of your tattoos. It was bearable when he drug his fingers over the top of your arm, but the second he came into contact with the taut skin of your wrist or inner elbow, your arm involuntarily jolted.

“Man, I can’t believe your arms are ticklish. That’s so weird,” He laughed at you. You pulled your arm away from him in faux offense, squeezing the top of his knee with your other hand.

“Don’t get too cocky, Peter. Tony showed me all your spots.”

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I am working on a fic now but life has been super hectic!

Both my husband and I had covid, he was diagnosed with Autism so there’s been a lot of processing and figuring out next steps and all that mixed with writers block! But thank you for all the love on Green Green Dress! It means a lot. Hopefully I can get something new up soon! If anyone has prompts or ideas definitely send me a DM and share your ideas!

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My New Family

Chapter Eight - The Surprise Party

Summary: Wanda and Peter were able to distract you from something, what happens when you open the living room door?

Chapter Seven

It turns out, Peter and Wanda had planned to distract you all along. As in the lounge, Tony, Steve, Bucky, Yelena, Kate and Natasha were in the process of putting the finishing touches on a little surprise party for you.

Whilst Natasha was attempting to find more information about you, she discovered that there was no official birth documents for you. After telling the others, they decided that instead of a birthday, they would throw you an adoption day party so you wouldn’t miss out on being spoilt on a special day.

They went all out, with balloons, a huge chocolate cake and plenty of presents, Kate even forced everyone to wear party hats, which Bucky was not too thrilled about, but he wore it just for you.

Wanda looked down and checked her phone after she took the shortbread cookies out of the oven. They were ready for you all, so she put the shortbread on the cooling rack and looked at you and Peter with a soft smile.

“Shall we go and hang out in the living room? I’ve got a few games stashed away I can introduce you to.” She told you as Peter nodded eagerly, looking at you too as you gave her a nod.

Wanda held your hand gently and guided you back to the living room, you were a little confused as to why the door was closed, it seemingly never was. Wanda briefly let your hand go. “After you.” She told you with a gentle smile.

You were admittedly a little nervous, but you opened the door anyway, your eyes widening as you saw everyone grinning excitedly at you, wearing weird little hats.

“Happy adoption day!” They all cheered at the same time. You didn’t have time time to react as Bucky was the first person to scoop you up and give you a huge hug.

“I-what is going on…?” You asked, already close to tears as you heard Kate turn on the music whilst everyone started talking amongst each other, whilst keeping an eye on you.

“Well, we saw that you didn’t have a birthday on your records, so we decided to throw you a party to celebrate you being a new member of our family instead!” Bucky explained with a smile. “We have cake a loads of presents for you! We’re all here to have a fun time with you.” He added.

Admittedly, this was incredibly overwhelming for you, no one had ever done anything this big for you, and you never had your own birthday party, let alone be allowed to your classmates ones, you only knew that you were seven, maybe eight due to the grade you were in. You couldn’t help but burst into tears from how sweet this was, plus you just didn’t know what else to do.

“Hey… hey it’s okay Y/N, we just want you to feel loved.” Bucky told you gently as he held you close and swayed you gently, rubbing your back to soothe you. You were quick to calm down, your sobs eventually turning into sniffles as you felt someone hold your hand. You turned your head to see Steve giving you a sympathetic look.

“Why don’t you blow out the candles and open some presents, hm? Then you can see that my present is the best.” He grinned, you couldn’t help but crack a smile when Tony gently shoved him.

“Uh no. I’ve given Y/N the best gift, they’re going to love mine waaaaay more.” Tony told him confidently, extending his hand to you as Bucky put you down. “Wanna blow out the candles kiddo?” He asked, and you nodded in response, following him to the amazing looking cake. He put his hands on your shoulders to support you as you took in a deep breath before blowing out the candles, it took a few attempts but eventually they were all out.

You blushed with a shy smile as everyone started cheering, but started squealing with giggles as Tony hugged you from behind and gently scribbled into your ribs.

“You did it, Y/N! Do you wanna eat cake or open presents?” He asked you with a grin, you thought for a moment before looking over at the presents, pointing at them soon after.

Tony took you to the presents, but you briefly turned around as you heard Peter squeal with laughter. You noticed that Natasha was gently digging under his arms with a fond smirk.

“You’re gonna have to wait kiddo, if Y/N wants presents, they get presents. So you’re gonna have to stare at the cake until it’s time to cut it.” She told him, causing him to whine between his fits of giggles.

“That kid would not survive being interrogated, offer him cake and he’d spill all the info.” Bucky commented with a chuckle as he eagerly gave you his present to open.

Bucky gave you sweet little bracelets with adorable charms on it, Wanda got you the entire set of Harry Potter books to introduce you to magic, Natasha got you a pair of Converse shoes, Kate and Yelena gave you clothes that they noticed you had your eye on at the mall, Peter gave you personalised journal, Steve gave you an iPad, which almost made you burst into tears again, knowing how expensive they were since someone at school bragged about owning one all the time. It was now time to open Tony’s.

Tony excitedly nudged Steve as you opened the gift, your eyes widened excitedly as you saw the box.

“A Switch?!” You shrieked out, quickly covering your mouth before running to hug Tony, who picked you up and gave you a huge hug, poking his tongue out at Steve.

“I told you Y/N would prefer mine!” He teased, causing Steve to roll his eyes and take the opportunity to poke rapidly into your sides and ribs, causing you to squeal and giggle quietly.

“Do you really prefer Tony’s stinky Switch to my iPad? Huh?” He teased playfully spidering his fingers into your ribs to keep you squealing with giggles.

“Nohohoho!” You protested, slamming your arms back against your sides to protect yourself. However, you were not expecting Tony to blow a raspberry on your neck.

“So you prefer Steve’s yucky iPad?!” He gasped playfully as he nuzzled into your neck, making you giggle more and shrug in response.

Next, Natasha took you from Tony’s arms, rubbing your back to help calm you down. “I’m sure Y/N loves both of your presents just the same, but not as much as my Converse.” She teased, wriggling a finger against your foot, causing you to giggle and kick out, hiding shyly in Nat’s shoulder as you did so.

“You’re not saying anything so it’s truuue!” The Black Widow sang teasingly as she spidered her fingers up your leg and into your belly, making you giggle louder and attempt to push at her hands.

Wanda rolled her eyes and used her magic to flutter under Natasha’s arms, causing her to squeal in surprise and giggle hysterically, quickly putting you down so she didn’t drop you. Once the magic had gone, she glared at Wanda playfully. “Run.”

And with that, Natasha had chased Wanda out of the room, you could just about hear Wanda’s laughter in the distance, you knew what was going on.

“So does this mean we can eat cake now?” Peter asked eagerly, making Tony roll his eyes and sigh dramatically, even though he picked up the knife and started cutting slices for everyone.

Once everyone had their slice, they sat around the lounge, you were sat cuddled in between Peter and Yelena, feeling incredibly full. You didn’t realise your tummy was peeking out from the food coma that slice had just put you in.

Peter couldn’t help but wriggle a finger into your belly. “Full?” He asked with a fond smile, now gently jellyfishing your knee and gently squeezing up and down your thighs, causing you to burst into giggles and jump unexpectedly into Yelena’s lap, pushing her cake away in the process.

You bit your lip and looked at Yelena, who playfully glared at you with raised eyebrows. Peter let out an “ohhh no…”, clearly recognising that look. However, you couldn’t help but giggle when you saw Kate, who was sat on the other side of Yelena, steal some of her cake, poking her tongue out at you as she did so.

After a brief moment, Yelena wrapped her arms around you and scribbled into your ribs with an evil grin. “You really thought you could take away my cake? Huh?” She asked you teasingly in your ear, causing you to blush in between your fits of giggles. “I’ll teach you to take away my cake!”

You pointed at Kate in between your fits of giggles, and Yelena just happened to turn her head to see Kate eating another spoonful of her cake.

“I’ll get you later, Bishop.” Yelena warned the young archer before returning her attention to you, she scooped you up bridal style and nuzzled your shirt up, taking in a deep breath before blowing a huge raspberry on your belly.

You screamed so loud the entire room went quiet, other than your hysterical laughter of course, you thrashed around in Yelena’s arms as you shoved your shirt back down, squealing when Yelena continued the torture by scratching your side gently.

“Well, even if you did shove my cake towards a greedy Kate Bishop, you still deserve to laugh like that.” Yelena commented, nuzzling her face into your belly and giving you one more raspberry before letting you go, pulling you back onto her lap for a cuddle.

You smiled as you slowly recovered from the torture, you felt yourself getting sleepy as you looked around to see everyone smiling at you fondly, you let out a yawn and snuggled further into Yelena, who cooed and kissed your head.

“You can sleep, Y/N, it will also mean I can tease my sister about that fact that I was the chosen one.” She told you with a chuckle, making you smile more and close your eyes, falling into a peaceful slumber, knowing that you were truly loved.

Chapter Nine

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