#avengers tickle fic

[ficsandgiggles]

Don’t Smile (Lizzie Olsen x Reader)

Summary: You’re playfully trying to be grumpy after Lizzie commented on how smiley you were, but she has a few tricks up her sleeve to get you smiling again.

Word count: 965

Warnings: None

Lizzie loved working with you, you were cast alongside her for an upcoming thriller movie and it was your first big role, Lizzie was incredibly supportive of you and happily gave you encouragement and tips whenever the two of you were on set.

You were in a particularly good mood today, you were making jokes and teasing everyone, especially poor Lizzie since you saw her as an older sister.

“You’re always so smiley, Y/N, it’s sweet to see,” Lizzie commented, making you grin even more as you knew she was right. Being on set was your happy place and you loved how welcoming and kind everyone was.

However, due to your cheeky mood, you decided to play around a little.

“Oh yeah? I can pout!” You protested, putting on your best pout, and folding your arms as you did so.

Lizzie raised her eyebrows and chuckled. “We’ll see how long that lasts.” She challenged, sitting on the couch in the break room and patting the spot next to her for you to do the same.

“Bring it on.” You told her, sitting down next to her, you couldn’t help but wonder if she was going to try and make you smile.

Lizzie grinned, now dipping into her childish side by making silly faces, accompanied by stupid noises to add to the playfulness. However, all this did was make you roll your eyes.

“I’m not five, Lizzie.” You scoffed, nudging into her and pretending to be annoyed. But this didn’t stop Lizzie from continuing to try, she even started baby-talking and pinching your cheeks as if you were a little kid, but none of this worked.

Suddenly, she got an idea, and it went along perfectly with the childish theme.

She raised an eyebrow curiously and decided to test the waters by poking your ribs, watching you as you flinched, your eyes widening as you knew you were about to be busted.

“Uh oh, it appears you might have to smile, Y/N, I don’t think you’re going to get a choice,” Lizzie smirked and wrapped an arm around you, wasting no time digging into your ribs.

You shrieked in surprise, jumping away from her as you tried everything you could to not break into laughter, you shook your head and tried to shuffle away, a smile already threatening to appear on your face.

“Oh Y/N you can’t hide it from me…” she teased playfully, looking at the coffee table beside her and noticing a make-up brush which she used to touch up her face just before she went back on set.

Whilst still having a hold of you, she reached and grabbed it, smirking as you gasped and shook your head again.

“These are the softest brushes I’ve ever known… not only are they good for blending…” Lizzie started as she started wiggling the brush towards you, still wrapping her arm around your shoulder to keep you from escaping.

“Nonono don’t you dare!” You whined, biting back your smile as you knew what was coming, you tried to lean away as best you could but you knew you weren’t going anywhere.

“But they’re also good for tickling…” Lizzie told you teasingly before wiggling the brush on your neck, causing you to squeal and shake your head.

“Oh, was that a squeal?” She asked, moving the hand that was on your shoulder back down to your ribs and digging in once more.

“Nohoho!” You giggled out, finally cracking as you scrunched your shoulders up to try and push the brush away, giggles pouring out of your mouth. “Cheheheheater!”

“Me? A cheater? I can’t believe you’d call me that! I’m only trying to prove how smiley you are!” Lizzie gasped, now moving her hand down to scribble along your tummy as she dusted the brush under your chin, making your giggles turn into laughter.

“I think I’m just proving how ticklish you are instead,” the actress chuckled as she now abandoned the brush to squeeze rapidly into your sides, causing you to shriek and almost fall into her.

“SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” You cackled out, trying to shove her hands away as you giggled hysterically, despite this being absolute torture, you didn’t hate it, it was nice to bond with Lizzie this way.

Lizzie gasped and suddenly squeezed your knees now, grinning at you as you squealed in surprise. “Don’t tell me to shut up!” She scolded playfully, watching you kick out and giggle hysterically, after a few more knee squeezes she moved back to tickling your ribs again, which seemed like your worst spot.

“OKAHAHAHAY I’M SOHOHOHORRY I’LL BE SMIHIHIHILEY!” You laughed out, leaning away from her as you began to run out of breath, you gave her hands one last weak shove before she finally stopped. She helped you up and pulled you into a hug.

“That was absolutely adorable,” Lizzie commented, giving you a little squeeze and a fond smile. She rubbed your back as you took in deep breaths, a permanent smile plastered onto your face.

“And that was unnecessary.” You replied, making Lizzie roll her eyes and give your side a quick squeeze.

“I don’t think it was, I now know how to make you smile when you’re either playfully pouting or feeling sad in general,” Lizzie told you. “Since you don’t hate it either.” She winked.

You blushed, shoving at her playfully but not denying her comment, but still quickly changed the subject.

“Yeah yeah, whatever, let’s uh, play Uno!” You announced, quickly going to get the pack of cards.

Lizzie just chuckled, unable to stop smiling herself at what just happened, she felt closer to you now and felt more protective than ever over you, even if she did use your weakness against you every so often.

But that was fine by you.

[widowsistersandfriends]

Sore Loser

Request: Could you write a story where the reader challenges wanda to a ping pong game best of 3. The two agree that the lower should be tickled as a punishment. Each person wins one game but wanda wins the third. Rather than accept their fate, the reader runs around the compound with wanda (who is a bit slower) chasing after her. The reader escapes. Wanda recruits Yelena and Kate to go help chase the reader in like a hide and go seek type of way. Eventually the reader is caught wanda sits on the readers hips while the other two sit at either side of the readers head. They focus purely on upperbody tickling with an immense focus on the ribs and sides. Eventually they stop the tickling, the reader gets up and challenges Kate to a round of 5 in pingpong... (ler!wanda, ler! yelena, ler!kate x lee!reader)

Note: Thank you so much for this request! I had so much fun writing it and it was a very creative idea! Hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1810

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Today there were no missions and you all had a day off at the compound. Given that Tony Stark was a rich man, there were rooms for any activity that you could think of. Today, you decided to challenge Wanda at a game of ping pong. You two had been in a long series of games, keeping track of who won what. You were both competitive and refused to lose without a fight.

“Ready to lose again?” Wanda asked, as you picked up  your paddle. 

“If I recall correctly, I beat you in basketball yesterday, so I’m actually ready to win again,” you corrected her cheekily.

“Wow, someone’s cocky,” Wanda tsked, sending some magic over to tickle your side.

“Ah! Wahahanda! That’s cheheheating!” You giggled, squirming around and trying your best not to fall.

“Don’t worry, I won’t do that during the game,” Wanda smirked.

“Fine, let’s make a deal. We’ll play best of 3, all games to 11 points, and whoever loses gets tickled,” you said confidently.

“Deal,” Wanda said, sticking her hand out to shake on it.

Each one of you had won one game already, and it was down to the third game. The score was currently 10-9, and it was match point for you.

Wanda served the ball, and you returned it with ease, feeling a grin form on your face. Wanda turned her body, fooling you and thinking she would hit it in the direction she was facing. However, with a quick flick of her wrist, she shot the ball across her body, catching you off guard. 

“Tie game!” Wanda cheered, having a trick up her sleeve.

You gritted your teeth, feeling the pressure now. Before the game, you both agreed that it was first to 11, and you would not go into a deuce to save time.

“Nervous?” Wanda asked, grinning evilly at you.

You shook your head, feeling your stomach turn with excitement and nervousness. 

Wanda was one to take a risk to win, so she pulled out a trick serve to try and seal the game. She let the ball bounce on the table, before hitting underneath it, sending it super high in the air. The key was to not hit it too far.

You eyed the ball carefully, unsure if it was gonna go out or not. It was super close, and you swung your paddle as the ball came down. However, the ball just nicked the edge of the table before falling off, causing you to whiff and hit nothing but air.

“HA! I WIN!” Wanda cheered. However, you knew you were gonna get wrecked and couldn’t accept the fact that you lost, so you took off running in the compound. Where you were going, you didn’t know. But you knew that you would not give her the reward she had earned.

Wanda knew she could easily fly and catch you, but she decided to build up the suspense by participating in the chase. You had stellar speed, so you were able to escape her. 

The witch ran into Kate and Yelena playing Go-Fish on the couch.

“What happened to you?” Yelena questioned, as the witch was clearly out of breath.

“I beat Y/N in ping pong, and we agreed that the loser gets tickled. However, she lost and was being a brat and ran off. Can you guys help me catch her?” Wanda asked the two girls.

They smirked at each other, both accepting the opportunity to chase and tickle you.

The three women took off, looking in places they thought you were hiding. You were currently in Natasha’s closet with the lights off. You heard Yelena enter the room, calling out your name.

“Oh Y/N! Come out, come out wherever you are!” Yelena said, adding a teasing tone to her voice. 

You peeked through the small crack of the door, watching as Yelena ventured further into the room. As soon as she got in enough, you threw the door open and bolted out of the room.

“Come back here Y/N!” Yelena shouted, while also yelling out to Wanda and Kate that she had found you.

You sprinted at full speed, ducking into a bathroom and closing the door.

You giggled with glee, knowing that you had an advantage speed wise. You positioned yourself to where you would be behind the door when it opened, meaning they wouldn’t see you. Or so you hoped.

Kate opened the door to the bathroom and turned the lights on. If it were somebody else, you probably would have been caught. However, Kate was a bit clumsy and not thorough in her search, as she took a quick peek inside and left. 

You sighed in relief, but were starting to get a bit thirsty from all the running. You knew it was risky, but you decided to venture to the kitchen to get a drink.

You tiptoed slowly out of the bathroom, taking quiet steps through the compound. You found it weird that you hadn’t seen Wanda in a while, given that she was the one who was mainly trying to find you.

You finally made it to the kitchen, as you did a quiet fist pump. However, you were startled and jumped when you heard a voice from above.

“I knew I’d find you eventually,” Wanda said, smirking down at you. Wanda was flying above, as she used her flying abilities to scout around the compound where you were.

You quickly downed a cup of water and tried to take off. However, this time, Wanda was not letting you escape. She flew down and grabbed you, as you kicked and shouted for her to put you down.

“Kate! Yelena! I found her! Meet me in Y/N’s room!” Wanda called out, as she flew with you in her arms to your bedroom.

“Put me down! You insisted, squirming in her grasp.

“You think you can mess with me?” Wanda asked, gently tossing you on the bed.

“Well clearly I did,” you said with an eye roll.

Just then, Kate and Yelena entered the room, to your surprise.

“What are they doing here?” You asked Wanda.

“They’re here to help me tickle a brat to tears,” Wanda explained with a grin. 

“W-What?” You stuttered.

“You heard me,” Wanda said.

“But that’s not fair! It’ll be 3 vs 1!” You cried, now sitting up quickly to bolt. However, Wanda tackled you and sat on your hips to prevent you from going anywhere.

“Better luck next time. Maybe you should work on your ping pong skills and you won’t be in this predicament,” Wanda teased.

“Girls, why don’t you go ahead and hold Y/N’s arms above her head?” Wanda asked, as you quickly wrapped your arms around your torso.

Yelena and Kate tried to grab your arms away from your torso, but you were stubborn and used all your strength to not allow it.

Wanda began to scratch at your sides, making you burst into giggles, weakening you by the second.

“Wahanada stahahap!” You giggled, as your strength was depleting.

Eventually, Kate and Yelena tickled your neck, which made you even weaker. They grabbed your arms and pinned them above your head, leaving your entire upper body open.

“This is your punishment for losing…and for running from me,” Wanda said, as she reached down and began to claw at your ribs, making you gasp in ticklish surprise.

“WAHAHAIT PLEHEHEASE!” You laughed, arching your back as much as you could. 

“What's wrong Y/N, does that tickle?” Wanda cooed, as she dug in between your ribs.

You screamed with laughter, begging for her to stop.

“Stop? We’re just getting started,” Wanda teased, as she signaled to the girls to join in.

Kate and Yelena both used one hand to hold your arms and the other to now wiggle into your armpits, causing you to squeal.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES,” you shrieked, shutting your eyes tightly in despair. 

Wanda moved her hands back down to your sides, making you snort and pull desperately at your arms. You tried to buck against her, but this only made her bend down and blow a raspberry on your tummy.

“OHOHO MY GOHOHOD STAHAHAP IHITS SOHOHO BAHAHAD,” you laughed and shouted.

Kate and Yelena stopped tickling your armpits, as Wanda now raked her nails over your soft stomach.

You sucked in your stomach, trying to avoid the tickles and hold in your laugh. Wanda caught on to this, and stuck her finger in your belly button to make you bark out with laughter.

“Are you gonna stop being a sore loser?” Wanda asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Are you?” You responded back, immediately regretting it when Wanda went full force, spidering and squeezing up and down your sides, and scratching her sharp nails over your delicate exposed ribs.

“OHOHOKAHAHAY WAHAHANDA STAHAHAHAP ENOHOUGH IHIHI CAHAHANT,” you pleaded, as Wanda stopped to give you a break to see if you were being serious.

“Say you lost and this will all be over,” Wanda warned you.

You laid there for a bit catching your breath. Kate and Yelena began to lightly drag their nails over your arms, stopping just before the armpit to make you freak out in anticipation. Over and over they did this, as you struggled against them.

Wanda felt you squirm and buck slightly under her, but she knew it wasn’t from the tickling. You were trying to escape. 

Wanda moved down slightly before giving you a look of warning.

“Are you gonna say it?” She asked.

You shook your head firmly, bracing yourself for the next attack.

“Your funeral,” Wanda sighed, as she began to squeeze and dig into your hips. Kate and Yelena also resumed their armpit tickle attack, which sent you over the edge.

You screamed and gasped for them to stop, eventually breaking out of their grip and tapping out on the bed as Wanda continued her hip tickle assault.

Wanda ceased her tickling, as you muttered out that you lost.

“What was that?” Wanda asked.

“Yeah we couldn’t hear you,” Kate and Yelena both chimed in.

You rolled your eyes, before jumping as Yelena poked your ribs.

“Okay stop!! I said I lost!” You said desperately, now curling up to protect all of your ticklish spots.

“Atta girl,” Wanda said, ruffling your hair as you swatted at her in annoyance. 

“I may not be able to beat you at ping pong, but I can definitely beat Kate,” you huffed in annoyance.

“Hey! Why am I getting dragged into this!” Kate exclaimed. 

“Sounds like Y/N is challenging you,” Yelena said.

“Loser gets tickled?” You suggested again, knowing that Kate had no ping pong experience.

“I didn’t agree to that!” Kate shouted, now getting worried.

“Too late!” You said, taking off for the ping pong table for a best of 5 match.

[gingerlee-holds]

OK SO!!! I had the cutest idea :3 Peter (one) and reader are either silly besties or dating or both :3 and they are both crazy tired drunk considering it’s past 3 am and because of all the silliness they get into a tword fight! (Possibly more Lee reader cause I feel like Peter would be feral when hyper and sleep deprived 🤣) and eventually Tony comes in and is like wtf is wrong with you two idiots?? GO TO BED!!! (Secretly loves seeing his kids all giggly and adorable :3 🥺❤️) and then they both end up crashing and getting sleepy but they are still a little giggly about some jokes/moments which leads to more tickles and it’s like sleepy cuddly giggly tickles 😭❤️ and then they both get supppperrrr sleepy and end up falling asleep in each others arms with smiles on their faces and tony comes back in cause he’s scared the children are dead 😂 and sees the adorableness and proceeds to post it to the avengers group chat and it ends in them waking up being like WHO THE FUCK TOOK A PICTURE OF US!? 🤣 (ok definitely mutal pining/idiots in love but they just don’t admit it yet 🥹)

okayokay so this was kinda just written with you in mind teddy xD i love ya and i hope you enjoy this silly lil fic!!

Feral

Words: 1,275 Pairing: Ler!Peter1, Lee!Reader Warnings: whoooole lotta fluff heehee

“Uno!” you called out. You grinned to yourself as you glared playfully over your final card at Peter, who had somehow collected fifteen cards throughout the game. His eyes squinted suspiciously as he hesitantly placed down the yellow three before he jolted backward in shock when you slammed down the red three, winning you the game.

“C’mon!” Peter fell sideways onto the carpet with a groan. “We’ve been doing this for five hours! How have I not been able to win even once?”

“I’m just too good!” You giggled as you playfully hit his shoulder. Looking over at the clock on the wall, you saw he was correct: it was past three in the morning, and not another soul was stirring in the entire Avengers tower. Both of you had been blinking sleep from your eyes for a while, but neither wanted to go to bed. Most of the other heroes had missions they were absent for, but the few still at the tower were fast asleep.

Peter yawned, bringing your attention back to him. It was so rare that you two spent so much time with each other. You missed the messy-haired hero a lot when he wasn’t around, and now that you two had the weekend mission-free, you were utterly adamant that you would make the most of it. You yawned, too. The stubbornness that made you such a valuable addition to the team was matched only by the spiderling. Grinning, you picked up the cards and began to reshuffle them.

“No, please, no more,” Peter whined sleepily, smiling despite his tone. “Can we play something else?”

“Like… Battleship? You know I’m always down to beat you again,” you giggled and stuck out your tongue. The two of you may have been on par with stubbornness, but you had him and everyone else soundly beat when it came to board games, to the degree that Tony insists you’re somehow cheating. 

“Absolutely not! I’d rather take a hive of wasps,” Peter grumbled, sitting back up with a huff. He hummed in thought before grinning. “I know a game we can play.” 

You tilted your head a bit, interested. “What did you have in mind?”

“Close your eyes for a second.”

Doing as you were told, you closed your eyes, sitting perfectly still and trying to guess what Peter was doing. Unfortunately for you, Peter was among the stealthier Avengers, something he demonstrated when you felt his hands grab you from behind, scribbling over your tummy. 

“We should have a tickle fight!” Peter giggled into your ear as you erupted into bubbly laughter. “This is a game I know I can win!” 

“YouhuhU LihIhihIttle ShihihIhihit! GehehEHet OhohohOFf!!” You kicked your feet, sending Uno cards flying all over the room. Peter wiggled his fingers up to your ribs, and your laughter kicked up a notch as you thrashed about in his grasp. 

“I’ll do no such thing! I’m stronger than you, little cutie!” 

Your face instantly began heating up. Whether or not the tease was intentional, it was extraordinarily flustering to hear from Peter Parker. You swatted at his hands as you squeaked, and, so experienced to losing tickle fights, Peter knowledgeably grabbed one of your wrists and held it up so he could scribble in the hollow of your underarm, making you shriek in surprise. 

Suddenly, you both heard the unmistakable sound of a middle-aged man clearing his throat in disapproval. Looking over, you both saw a very grumpy Tony Stark leaning against the doorway. 

The silence hung in the air for a while before Peter whispered, “You can almost see the smoke coming out of his ears,” and the two of you burst into hysterical giggles. 

Tony groaned and rubbed the bridge of his nose in fond agitation. “I would ask what you two kids are doing awake this late at night, but I don’t want to know. Bedtime is now-time.” He pointed to the two twin beds in either corner of the room, then folded his arms over his chest. “You two have got to start going to bed on time.”

Peter giggled a little more, saying, “But that would be such a stark difference from what we usually do!” His pun made you both again dissolve into sleepy, senseless laughter. 

Sighing, Tony again cleared his throat. It was very obvious to all the other inhabitants of the tower that Tony utterly adored the two youngest members of the team. He was clearly struggling to speak seriously before the two giggly children on the carpet. “Peter,” he said firmly, giving him that look that the spiderling instantly took to mean he had reached the limit.

“Yes, Mr. Stark. Sorry, Mr. Stark. We’ll go to bed right away, Mr. Stark.”

Tony grinned wearily and nodded. “I’ll check back in half an hour. If you two aren’t asleep by then, I’m changing the Wifi password.” With that, he left and shut the door behind him.

It turns out the two young heroes didn’t even have the strength to make it into their beds. Still in a clingy mood from your tickles, you held onto Peter’s arm tightly, and both of you made a concerted effort to reach his bed, but in the end, collapsed onto Peter’s bean bag. You both yawned simultaneously, giggling about Peter’s bad jokes. 

The spiderling smiled, encouraged by your giggles. His hand slowly reached down and began tracing up your side. “The itsy bitsy spiderrrr…” Peter mumbled, slurring his words in exhaustion. 

You felt your face heating up again and scooted away from his hand, inadvertently snuggling closer to Peter. “Dohohohon’t!”

“Dohon’t what, cutie?”

Whining, you were too sleepy to squirm away as he continued gently tracing your sides. “Tihihickle meeee…” you mumbled.

“That’s what I’m doing, silly~!”

You huffed and buried your face in his shoulder. “Jeheherk!” Although you didn’t say so, the tickles were very relaxing, almost lulling you to sleep -more than almost. When his breath finally evened out to sleep, you didn’t stand a chance. Both of you were out like lights. 

Tony walked back in, expecting to deal with more patented Peter Snark. To his surprise, he saw the two little heroes tuckered out on the beanbag, holding each other tightly with big cozy smiles on both of their faces. Tony pressed a button on his glasses, taking a secret photo, before pulling it up on his phone to send to the official Avengers group chat, followed by a heart emoji. He yawned and shut the door behind him. Going to sleep sounded like a pretty good idea.

The chipper chirps of midday birdsong were interrupted by a shriek of embarrassment. “Wake up. Peterpeterpeter, wake the hell-!” You shoved at his shoulder frantically, not looking up from your phone.

The spiderling jolted awake, mumbling a Star Wars reference that was quickly cut off by a gasp when he looked at his phone. It was noon - they were supposed to be awake for combat training five hours ago! But that wasn’t the worst: the Avengers group chat had been active. He looked back through the messages, his face redder and redder as he read through the messages filled with the other Avengers gushing over the adorableness of the two young heroes. Peter finally reached a message from Tony, and upon seeing the image of the two of them snuggling together, he looked up, wide-eyed, at you. You looked at him right back. 

A heartbeat.

Cuties.

You both cleared your throats and stood, quickly running to prepare for training. However, you not-so-subtly saved the image to your camera roll, making you smile every time you saw it. 

[gigglymarvel]

Tickly Witch vs Stubborn Widow

We’re back! Life took over so we’re so sorry for kinda abandoning this blog. But we’re back with all the fluff, enjoy this fic of Wanda bringing out Yelena’s softness. 💕

Natasha had asked Wanda to look out for her sister while she was away on a mission. The witch had no issues making sure she ate as everyone including the blonde widow loved her cooking, but when it came to emotional comfort….Yelena was often closed off.

Yelena was drained, she had agreed to train up Kate on her basic sparring skills whilst trying her best to look out for her big sister despite Natasha insisting that she was fine. A lot of changes had happened recently so she wanted to recharge, and she only knew how to do that by shutting herself in her room.

Wanda could sense the weight of her thoughts, trying not to intrude on specifics, she knocked, “Lena?”

The blonde Widow’s eyes opened the second she heard the first knock, thinking it was her big sister. “You’re back early…”

“Hey, I'm sorry, it's Wanda not Nat,” her eyes sympathetic, a soft smile on her lips.

“Wanda?” She murmured out, genuinely confused yet not moving from her position on the bed, laying down on it with her head stuffed in the pillows.

“Yes…it's me. I, uh, snuck up some cookies if you'd like? Or maybe we can just hang out?” She tried,wanting to care for the younger of the widow sisters but unsure. She and Nat had developed a camaraderie, and she and Yelena had even exchanged jokes, but she knew the blonde had yet to be truly open with anyone in the compound besides her sister.

She just shrugged. “No one is stopping you from joining me, but I am pretty burnt out right now so I may be no good for fun.” Yelena admitted, basically giving Wanda a chance to back out if she wanted to.

“I'm happy to just exist next to you,” she said, a little cheerful that Yelena would let her, as she opened the door and sat next to the blonde.

“Uh.. okay.” Yelena replied quietly, admittedly a little confused as to why Wanda wanted to spend time with her, since they don’t really hang out on a one to one basis.

“Nat did ask me to check in with you while she was away, but honestly…I've wanted to get to know you better as a whole. You appreciate my Sokovian dishes like no one besides Natasha. And you're funny, kind, and strong, but…I want to help you have more than one person you can feel safe with?” Wanda tried.

“You are a good cook.” Yelena told her. “However I do not have the energy to be entertaining enough or to even be a decent human.” She replied truthfully

“You are tired, I can massage you?” She offered gently, making Yelena briefly turn her head to look up at Wanda. “You… want to what?”

The redheaded witch bit her lip, “Massage you? I'm sorry if it was a weird suggestion…you just seem tense and…”

“I am a tense person, what can I say?” She replied quietly. “I am not used to the feeling of relaxation.”

“So…may I massage you?” Wanda asked quietly. Yelena just shrugged. “I guess.”

The witch gently sat behind Yelena, beginning by kneading her shoulders. The spy was clearly hesitant to relax, and was a little more tense when Wanda touched her, but there was something about her touch which allowed her to maybe relax a little into the sensation.

“I'm adding a little magic, is that okay?” The witch asked softly. Yelena couldn’t help but bite her lip, a little hesitant about what it was going to feel like, but nodded anyway.

She used the magic to gently heat her hands, adding a little pulsing which gently loosened the knots, “Is this still okay?”

Yelena couldn’t help but embrace the feeling a little, not expecting it to feel the way it did, she felt her knots releasing as she brought her arms up to rest her head on them.

Wanda smiled fondly, “I can feel the knots releasing,” and then massaged down, pulsing into her ribs now, but the magic ever so gently vibrated them.

Yelena couldn’t help but flinch, tensing a little again but tried to continue the conversation. “As can I…” she replied quietly.

“Oh sorry did that hurt? I saw you flinch,” Wanda checked in, afraid she'd hurt Yelena with her magic. The blonde wasn’t sure on how to respond, she was usually a direct person but she wasn’t completely sure on whether she could be open with her yet, so she just shook her head silently.

The witch nodded, working her way down, and kneaded into her back now, vibrating the gently heated magic into her lower back, but the magic was dancing through the widow too.

Yelena couldn’t help but kick a little, trying to keep her upper body still so she could try and maintain her toughness.

Wanda had no idea the way the gentle magic was exiting Yelena's body, now pulsing down through the back of her hips and kneading her thumbs there, “Nothing too painful? Your knots are going, just trying to get your lower back softened.”

She nodded, scrunching her face up and being thankful Wanda couldn’t see, she sucked in a breath and tried everything she could to remain stubborn. “You’re good-“

“Are you sure? I know you're strong Yelena, but if I'm hurting you, I promise I won't be offended or think less of you if you tell me?” The redhead said gently, softening the magic more so it was now like feathers dancing on her insides.

Yelena shook her head, biting back giggles now as she tried to maintain herself, it was absolute torture to do so.

“Oh sweetie you're so tense, are you sure I'm not hurting you?” Wanda said with the most sincere concern as she lightened the magic even more and kneaded her thumbs between her hips and spine, but gently.

“I’m sure, and I’m not a sweetie!” She replied, wiggling around a little now as she arched her back ever so slightly.

Wanda tilted her head, taking the tiniest peak into Yelena's thoughts, she softened a little, and tried to let Yelena play tough, but made the magic that started as a massage, pulse through so it would gently shake her ribs and swirl her tummy, from belly button out, “Okay, if you're sure little widow.” The witch cooed softly.

Yelena blushed at the nickname, letting out a tiny yelp when she felt her bellybutton being fluttered, she tried to push herself into the bed to squish the feeling but to no avail.

“Oh I see,” Wanda smiled, and leaned in, “Is someone….” The witch whispered mischievously, “Ticklish?” And then sent a flurry of gentle magic to poke and explore and swirl Yelena's ticklish spots.

The stubborn spy gasped at the word, now kicking out as she shook her head. “Nope, not at all…” she replied quickly before holding her breath.

“Then why are you holding your breath, giggle bug?” Wanda cooed and spidered into her sides now as two red wiggly woos circled under her armpits, warm gentle magic swirled her belly button, wiggly woos danced on her ribs, and two fluttering woos weaved between her toes.

“Because it was sore?” Yelena tried, slamming her arms against her sides whilst slapping at her hands as she smiled into the pillow discreetly.

“Why are you slapping my hands like you're ticklish?” Wanda cooed knowingly, shaking her fingers into the lower backs of her ribs gently, “Goochiegoochiegoochie goo?”

“Again, because it hurt?” She tried again, still trying to do something to stop her magic as she now grinned into the pillow.

Wanda paused then, “I hurt you?” She asked, making Yelena pause too, unsure about how to go about things now.

The redhead then just sat on Yelena's back, deciding to give Yelena back scritches and tickles. “Maybe this instead?”

“Oh… I guess.” Yelena replied awkwardly, the feeling a little cold to her since she wasn’t completely comfortable around Wanda yet.

The mood change was clear, so Wanda tried the massage magic again, “Maybe I just need to work out these knots more hm?” She pulsed the back of her ribs with the warm magic.

Yelena gasped. “You never hurt me.” She told Wanda quickly, as normally as she could.

“Then what was that gasp?” The redhead smiled fondly and pressed into the backs of her hips, letting her magic gently course through the blonde.

“You simply surprised me…” Yelena told her, biting back another gasp as she scrunched her face up.

“Mhm,” Wanda chuckled and kneaded gently down Yelena's sides and toward her hips, causing the blonde to bite her lip as she arched away from her whilst reaching back and pushing at Wanda's hands.

The witch arched her eyebrow, “Hm? Why push me away? Hurting you….or am I tickling the big bad widow?” She cooed, her voice gentle.

“Nono, not at all…” Yelena replied quietly, a small blush on her face.

“Seems to me I'm tickling you pink,” Wanda whispered and snuck her fingers into the blondes armpits, making her let out a tiny squeal and slam her arms against her sides, shaking her head in protest.

“Awww cmon Yelena, just…let go,” she sent magic into the younger widow's armpits, smirking as Yelena finally let out a few giggles, the fingers and the magic under her arms at the same time broke her.

“Goochiegoochiegoochie goo there's a giggly wittle widow?” She smiled and spidered Yelena's armpits, magic gently pulsing out of them too.

“This isn’t fair!” Yelena protested, kicking her legs out as giggles kept spilling out

Wanda gasped playfully, “It's noooot? Then how about thiiiis?” And sent her magic dancing along Yelena's ribs, thighs, feet and through her belly, “Bougiebougiebougieboo!”

Yelena shook her head, rolling over to grab her hands as her giggles escaped more freely now. “It is nohohohot!”

The redheaded witch used her magic to pin Yelena's hands to the sides, blowing her shirt up just enough to peek her tummy out, and leaned down, “PFFFFT!” And raspberried the widow’s tummy.

“OHOHOHOH FUHUHUHUCK YOHOHOHU!” Yelena laughed, pulling at her arms as she just thrashed her legs about, sucking her belly in at the same time.

Wanda grinned, letting her go, and then cuddling into her, laying gently on top of her with and “Umph.”

She pouted a little, but was thankful to take in deep breaths, unsure about whether to hug Wanda back as she wasn’t sure about affection still with anyone but her big sister.

“You can hug me back,” she smiled and spidered Yelena's armpits so she'd have to bring her arms down. The spy let out a few shy giggles and squeezed her arms against her sides instead.

The witch pouted playfully, “Huuug meeee,” and leaned down and nuzzled her tummy again, causing Yelena to pull her shirt down with a giggle, then awkwardly patted her back.

The witch bit her lip, “It's okay if you don't like hugs,” she assured her gently. Yelena bit her lip too, just not used to the affection, she felt bad for making Wanda feel awkward.

The redhead peered into the mind of the blonde, “Hm…okay,” and hugged her a little tighter, scritching her back gently.

“Huh?” Yelena asked innocently, but relaxed a little more into the feeling with a sigh. The redhead responded by adding her other hand, rolling so Yelena was on top of her now and scritched the slightly younger woman's back all over.

“Hey, I will squish you.” She murmured and went to roll off her.

The witch protested and pinned her gently within a magical hug, “If you leave I tickle you. So..admit you like the tickles or let me cuddle you and admit you like that?” Wanda teased, but her voice was sincere and loving.

Yelena’s eyes widened. “Well it is not like I can move right now…” she replied with an eye roll, but she shyly bit her lip.

She grinned and squeezed Yelena's sides and held her close, “Getchagetchagetcha!” The surprise attack made Yelena squeal as she began giggling immediately, trying to find a way to push her hands.

Wanda paused, laughing lovingly and booped her nose as she gently rocked the blonde, “You seem a bit more comfortable with me?” She asked softly.

Yelena bit her lip, but nodded. “I guess you are not too bad…”

“I'll take that as a compliment!” Wanda beamed.

The blonde just rolled her eyes, staying still and letting the witch embrace her. She may not be completely ready to give affection just yet, but the bonding did make her feel closer to her, physically and emotionally.

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hey

It’s been forever since I posted something in hereee!! , omg i miss everyone! How are you!? I love you!, i know I stayed quiet for wayyy too long but i got a job and i got super busy with college shit and stuff, I’m getting back tho! I promise at anytime now i might just post all of the sudden!

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HOW IS EVERYONE!? If u have any questions I’m more than ready to answer please let’s chat! 🤍🤍

[bluebladefluff]

Ahhhh my heeeaaarrrtttttttttt

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Hello! :3 firstly I just want to say I absolutely love your writing! I’m a huge fan <3 I really loved your Thor and Loki tickle fic called ticklish tickle monsters :D

I had an idea that the reader won’t go to bed so Thor and Loki tickle her to make her tired “if you don’t go to bed we’ll get you with tickles” maybe something like that <3 thanks so much :)

Shy anon 🎀

Omg I am so so so so so so sorry this took so long to answer!! eee I feel so flattered that ur a big fan and that u liked my fic ,//-//, anyway, here it is!! It’s a lot longer than I expected (2k words wow) but I hope it was worth the wait and that you enjoy!! <333

“If you don’t go to sleep, we’ll get you with tickles.”

To sum it up short, you had been running from Loki and Thor for a while now, they had been left to ‘babysit’ you since everyone else had stuff to do. However, Tony wanted you in bed early because it was a busy day tomorrow. But there was no way you were gonna go to bed at 9:15. So it had been about 7 minutes of back and forth chases and demands. That was until Thor said that specific sentence, making you stop in your tracks.

“What??” You asked, Thor and Loki both looking down at you slightly.

“You know Thor, Stark does say it works.” Loki mentioned, doing that impish smirk he always does. Tony tells these guys?! You began to smile nervously as the two gods began pacing closer to you, you taking a step back every time they stepped forward.

“Waaait wait wait wait. First of all, Tony is a liar. That does not ‘work’ on me.” You stated, crossing your arms.

“What doesn’t, Y/N?” Thor playfully questioned.

“What you just said!”

“Oh, you mean tickles?” Thor teasingly pointed out. Both he and Loki chuckled at how your blush grew as you groaned in embarrassment.

“Yehees. That.” You giggled, a flustered grin spread across your face. 

“Well, you need to make your choice, Y/N. Are you gonna go to bed?” Thor asked, he and Loki both taking another step towards you. You giggled as you took another step back. What were you gonna do? There was no way you were gonna go to bed, and if you did, it’s even more embarrassing that they only need to bring up... that to get you to listen. And you could only imagine how ruthless a team Thor and Loki would be against you. Okay, you know what?

Screw it.

“Hmmmmno.” You answered, dashing away from the both of them once more. The two brothers sighed, crouching slightly to give them a running boost.

Here we go again.

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You decided your bedroom would be the best place to hide, since the two gods probably wouldn’t think of you going in there since you had continuously refused to go to bed. And, there was a wardrobe in there too. You dashed in, closed the door and leaped into the wardrobe. A few moments went by until you heard a familiar voice from the outside.

“Y/N? Are you in here?”

You opened the door open a crack to see Peter, scanning the room for any hiding places. You swung open the wardrobe door, grabbed Peter and pulled him in.

“Woah! What’s going on?” Peter questioned. You shushed him, indicating to keep his voice down.

“I’m hiding. Why are you here? I thought you were on patrol.” You whispered, peeking through the slit every so often.

“I came back early. I found Thor and Loki and they said they were looking for you. How come?”

“They’re trying to get me to go to bed.”

“What?? This early?” Peter gasped.

“I know!! It’s dumb!” You agreed. Suddenly, a different voice came from where Peter stood.

“Well, maybe you should have listened to them.”

You whipped your head around to see Loki staring down at you, a smug grin plastered on his face.

“Wait, wha-?!” 

Before you finished your sentence, Loki had scooped you up in his arms, carrying you bridal style out of the closet. “Hehey! You tricked mehEHEE!” You squeaked as Loki began squeezing your side.

“Well, what do you expect, dear? I am the God of Mischief.” Loki sneered. Just then, Thor had burst into the room.

“Ah, you found them! Nice work, Loki.” Thor complimented.

“Happy to help, brother.” Loki granted, tossing you onto your bed. He then clambered onto your waist, you desperately attempting to hold back a bout of anxious giggles. You suddenly let out a short squeal as Loki snuck a hand under your shirt as his hand brushed your stomach. In response, you grabbed his wrists, pushed them away and kept your hands on your shirt, pushing it down.

“Dohont you dahare.” You giggled.

“Why? Ticklish tummy, darling?~” Loki teased.

“Uhh, no?” You answered, removing your hands from your shirt, however crossing your arms to still guard your midsection. Suddenly, two hands had grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head. Thor.

“Ah, thank you brother.” Loki gratefully thanked, Thor climbing onto the bed to lay your head in his lap.

“Waitwaitwaitwahait guys!” You anxiously whined, gently tugging at your wrists.

“Not listening, Y/N. It’s unhealthy if you don’t sleep! This is partially for your own good.” Thor scolded, the other part basically being just to mess with you. Definitely not because you enjoyed it.

“Well, you two are older than Cap and Bucky combined! You deserve sleep more than they do.” You sassed, you needing to maintain a lot of composure to not burst out laughing at your own quip. However, you were answered with a rather threatening silence. Before you could ask what was wrong with the two, you suddenly felt ten fingers scribbling over every inch of your tummy. In response to the sudden ticklish sensation running through your body, you let out a high pitched squeal, burying your swiftly reddening face in your arms, which were clamped together.

“wahAHAHAIT!! LOKIHIHIHEEHEE!” You squeaked. Damnit, you weren’t even a second in, and his gentle touch already felt unbearable. 

“Now, Y/N. That’s not a nice way to talk to someone who is already willing to tickle you to pieces now, is it?~” Loki asked in an innocent tone, however his lips still curled into that stupid smirk. You let out a squeaky giggle as he slowly moved his hands to your sides, gently spidering up and down.

“Nohoooo! You guys suhuhuuuck!” You whined, giggling through your words. A squeak escaped your lips when you felt a hand scribbling at your neck from behind.

“Did you even listen to Loki, Y/N?” Thor playfully questioned. You only answered with more giggling, unable to bother responding with words.

“Hmmm, they still seem pretty hyper.” Loki thought aloud, noticing how your squirming and leg kicking hadn’t really weakened yet. “Any ideas, brother?” The torment halted, and Thor brought a hand to his chin, doing an over exaggerated “Hmmmm” as he got lost in thought. You couldn’t help but giggle at his playing around, but what did you expect? It was Thor, after all.

“Ooh, I know a good spot!” Thor exclaimed. “May I take over for a moment?”

“Of course, brother.” the younger god granted, shifting off your waist for Thor to climb onto it after. Nervous giggling spilled from your mouth as you covered a hand over it to muffle it. You knew the exact spot Thor was talking about, and he never went easy on it whenever you guys were play fighting or teaching you a lesson for calling him ‘Sparkles’ or ‘Rapunzel’. Thor let a teasingly innocent grin spread across his face as he leant close to yours.

“Are you gonna go to bed yeeet?” He sang, tilting his head at you and batting his eyelashes. You giggled again as you pushed at his face.

“Get away from mehe, jerheHAHAHA!-“ You shrieked. Thor had wiggled his fingers into your ribs as your arms were extended, before you had slammed them down to your sides. “THOHOHOR STAHP IHIIIT!!” You squealed, him luckily slowing down his tickling fingers.

“Well, let me take my hands out first!” Thor huffed playfully.

“No wahay! I don’t truhuhust you!!” You dismissed.

“Y/N, I may be brothers with Loki, but I don’t copy everything he does.” Thor responded, raising his eyebrows at you.

“I don’t cahare! You’re gonna do sohomething!” You giggled, shaking your head.

“Okay, then. Suit yourself.” Thor replied, shrugging as he shook his fingers into your ribs again. Another squeaky squeal erupted from your lips as you squirmed wildly and kicked your legs beneath the older god.

“OKAY OKAHYHYY!” You cried, hesitantly lifting your arms up. Thor slides his hands out, however giving a final tiny poke to either side of your ribs.

“Boop!” Thor teased in a goofy voice. You giggled in surprise as you gave his shoulders a playful shove above you.

“Don’t say ‘boop’! I’m not a baby!!” You complained. The younger god then chimed in.

“Well, you’ve definitely been kicking and squealing like one.~” You covered your face to hide your flustered grin;your cheeks felt like they were burning against your fingers.

“Ughh both of yohou shut uhuhuuuup!” You whined. Loki then let out a huff.

“What is it with your attitude tonight, Y/N?”

“You’ve been rather rude to us all night!” Thor scolded, both the gods shaking their heads in parental disapproval. “If we want this to stop, I may need to pull out my secret weapon Stark taught me!” the older god declared. You noticed Loki slightly and shyly averting his eyes away from the both of you at his statement. Don’t worry Loki, we know Thor does it to you all the time. And that u enjoy it >:)

“Wait. What ‘secret weapon’?” You anxiously asked. No answer was given to you, only Thor pressing his lips against your tummy before blowing strongly. You shrieked as your squirming and kicking began to weaken. Suddenly you felt Loki blowing on your side immediately after Thor. 

Guess you thinking Loki and Thor would be ruthless against you was right.

“GUHUYS!!” You shrieked, once again shielding your blushy grin with your palms. While your vision was interrupted by your hands, Loki gave Thor a gentle nudge on the shoulder before whispering “Watch this.” As you spread apart your fingers to look through them, you saw part of the younger god hold one of your wrists above your head and push your shirt up high before blowing harshly on your lower ribs. Thor then lifted your other wrist above your head began to poke around the other side of your ribs, saying “Boop!~” with every prod. You uncontrollably cackled as you tried as best you could to twist away from your tormentors, but nothing worked.

“PLEHEASE GUHUYS!! I GIHIHIVE!!!” You screamed. Thor smiled down at your flustered state and Loki grinned smugly against your skin as they both released you. You flipped away from the two, curled up in a ball as you giggled residually.

“Now. You gonna go to bed now?” Thor asked, raising his eyebrows and grinning at you.

“Yeheheeeesss.” You whined, shifting to lie under your covers.

“You know, brother. I wouldn’t be surprised if Y/N actually wanted us to do that.” Loki mentioned, side-eyeing you with his hands behind his back. Your eyes widened as you sat up straight on your bed.

“Whaaat?! No way!! That’s just- Thor don’t listen to him. He’s lying! You know- Loki always lies!!” You stammered.

“You may be right, brother. Like how they still refused to go to bed even though they knew we’d torment them like that.” Thor responded.

“Yeah, because I’m not a wuss! I can handle some tickles!” You protested.

“Well, you definitely didn’t just now.” Thor grinned. You just groaned, slumping back down to lie in your bed.

“I think you were lying before, Y/N. You really are a baby.~” Loki teased, sneaking a hand to briefly scribble over your sole. You squealed, pulling your feet in. You yelled in embarrassment, sinking under your covers.

“Just get ouut! Let me sleep in peace!!” You whined. You suddenly squealed again as you felt a poke to your tummy and neck, two voices giving you two final “Boop!”s above your covers. You shot upright again, pointing at the exit to your bedroom. “Get OUT!!!” You yelled. The two gods held their hands up in defence, hurrying over to your door, them laughing together. You slumped back under your covers, pulling them over yourself once again.

“Sleep tight, baby Y/N!” You heard Thor call. You stuck an arm through your covers to flip the older god off, you hearing him chuckle as he finally shut your door.

“Don’t let the bed bugs bite!~” You heard Loki call, his voice slightly muffled by the distance. You were done pretending  to be annoyed, you giggling as you finally stuck your head out from under your covers. God, they were so dumb and immature sometimes. But that doesn’t change the fact you loved them both with all your heart.

You hated to admit Tony was right (you know, the whole ‘tickles work on you’ deal), but you soon found yourself drifting off to sleep as your eyes fluttered shut.

[ficsandgiggles]

Closing the Distance (Wanda x Reader)

A/N: Hey everyone, sorry there’s been a gap between fics, life has slammed me with a few things so my motivation for write has been non existent.

I know a few people on here are going through things, so this fic goes out to you guys. You’ll get through this, I believe in you ❤️

Word count: 1265

Warnings: None

You noticed Wanda watching TV in the living room of your shared house, the two of you had decided to get a place together since the two of you were close and wanted to have a place where there were fewer people around, thus less pressure to be as social.

These last two weeks had been a challenge, you felt like life had slammed you with problem after problem and you were at a point where you didn’t know how much more you could take.

You knew you couldn’t hide your feelings from Wanda, both due to her powers and the fact that she could read you like a book, and she probably knew something was wrong as you had kept your distance from her quite a bit these past few days.

One thing she didn’t know, however, was that there was a way of cheering you up which rarely failed. You were currently trying to pluck up the courage to ask her if she was willing to give you a little something which was guaranteed to make you smile… and laugh.

You weren’t sure why, but tickling had always been a thing that made you happy, the freedom of just letting go and feeling free to laugh, it was a sensation that you missed dearly.

The last time you got tickled was by Yelena, who needed a way to get you to let go of a bottle of hot sauce she wanted for her food, you had a feeling she would tickle you since you’d seen her tickle Kate whenever she’d pull pranks so you hoped she would do the same, you were ecstatic when it worked.

You weren’t sure if Wanda would be willing to tickle you, but you knew that you wouldn’t know if you didn’t ask, and you really needed something to cheer you up as your mood was so bad, so you decided to go for it.

You sat next to Wanda who was still watching TV, you immediately started playing with your fingers and bit your lip.

“Hey! Nice of you to join me, are you okay?” The witch asked immediately, her attention turned towards you. She had been increasingly worried about you and the way you had been distancing yourself, so she wanted to help in whatever way she could.

“Yeah, yeah. Just a lot of things going on, sorry I haven’t been around much.” You told her quietly, not yet meeting her gaze as you kept fidgeting.

“Is there anything I can do? I want to try and help however I can.” Wanda offered, noticing you suddenly appeared nervous as you knew it was time to ask her.

“There is, actually… but it’s okay if you don’t want to.” You started, murmuring quietly as you tried to figure out how to ask her. You looked up to see Wanda listening attentively.

“I want to help, what can I do?”

“Well uh… this may seem weird but… could you… please tickle me? I-I like the feeling of being free to laugh and I don’t hate the sensation and-“

You were interrupted by wiggling fingers on your knee, causing you to squeal in surprise and kick out. The witch then pulled you into a hug, wrapping her arms around you and scribbling her fingers into your sides.

“Aw! Y/N of course I can! This is adorable!” Wanda teased, pulling you closer and smiling fondly as you giggled hysterically. You wiggled around in her arms but showed no signs of trying to escape her hold.

What you didn’t expect, however, is the feeling of flutters under your arms on your neck, realising that she was now adding her magic to the playful torture.

“You really are a ticklish one, Y/N! Yes you are! So cute!” Wanda teased in your ear, now shaking her fingers into your ribs which made you squeal with adorable laughter. The witch looked at you with a soft smile, finding this ordeal absolutely wholesome.

You flushed red at her teasing as you wiggled around in her arms, so much so that you were almost lying across her lap, which allowed her to pin your arms over your head and move you so you were on your back across her lap, she looked down you with a smirk.

“What happened here, hm?” She asked, suddenly using her magic to pin your arms over your head, pausing for a moment. “Is this okay?”

You nodded in response, biting back your smile as Wanda teasingly wiggled her fingers over you.

“Good, because I’m going to make sure you’re all cheered up!” She told you with a grin before her fingers danced all over your tummy, making you squeal with giggles once again whilst thrashing around in her lap.

“EHEHEHEHE WAHAHAHANDA!” You squeaked out, arching your back as you felt her magic flutter along the soles of your feet. Your legs flailed about helplessly but you weren’t hating it at all.

“You’re so ticklish, Y/N! It’s so nice to hear your cute little giggles, I’ve missed them so much.” Wanda told you, now briefly lifting your top up to blow a raspberry onto your tummy, causing you to screech with laughter and attempt to twist to the side.

“NOHOHOHO SHUHUHUSH!” You laughed out, feeling her fingers wiggle under your arms at the same time.

“Okay, I’ll stop talking and raspberry you instead.” The witch shrugged and blew another one, causing you to scream with laughter once again.

Wanda paused her magic and her raspberries to give you a quick break, she looked at you with a fond smile as you took in deep breaths, with the occasional few giggles coming out as her fingers were fluttering u see your arms still.

“Having fun?” Wanda checked in, chuckling as you immediately nodded.

“Good, so am I, I’ve missed that smile. I’ll carry on for a bit longer as I don’t want you to pass out.” She told you, and with that, she blew raspberries along your tummy and sides as her fingers moved to your ribs, shaking in mercilessly as her magic fluttered around your toes.

You screamed with laughter, trying everything you could in your weakened down power to escape her, but you weren’t complaining too much despite being exhausted from laughing so hard.

“OKAHAHAHAY PLEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOP!” You yelled out, taking in deep breaths the second she released you from both her fingers and her magic. You shoved your shirt down and sat up, a permanent grin on your face.

“You ok?” Wanda asked gently as she rubbed your back to help calm you down. You nodded in response, smiling shyly.

“Yeah, thank you so much, it really helped.” You told her gratefully, resting your head on her shoulder as she wrapped you in a side hug.

“You’re welcome, Y/N. I’ll happily do it again if you want me to.” Wanda offered, nudging you with a fond giggle as you couldn’t help but blush.

“Thank you… but for now, can we watch a movie?” You asked, still knowing that distractions are the best way to stop your thoughts from spiralling.

The witch smiled and grabbed the remote, handing it to you.

“Sure, just no cheesy rom-coms tonight. You’ve made me watch too many that I couldn’t with a break.” Wanda grinned, watching as you chose an action movie for a change.

The two of you got settled for a movie night, and for the first time in a while, you felt a little more at ease, especially now you knew that you could rely on Wanda for some cheer-up tickles.

[widowsistersandfriends]

Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

Request: Hey there! First of all, I want to say that your stories are amazing and I love reading them <3! They bring me the kind of comfort I can't get anywhere else. I'm fairly new Tumblr user, so I don't know how things actually work here, and I don't even know if you accept story suggestions. But anyway, I have a little idea that I don't feel I'm talented enough to write myself. I don't automatically assume that you will do anything, but I would be more than happy and grateful if you would ever find the time to even consider my suggestion. ❤

Idea: Y/n is really afraid of spiders. One day Natasha she starts discussing it with Natasha. Natasha, being a Black Widow herself, doesn't understand how anyone can be afraid of something as small as a harmless spider. The conversation soon turns into a playful pillow fight where Natasha accidentally finds out that Y/n is ticklish.

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hi!! I love reading fanfics you made, but I was wondering would you write another natasha and her sister (reader) story? Thx and have a nice day 💛

Note: Thank you so much for these wonderful requests! I appreciate you guys reading my fics and I am glad you like them! I went ahead and combined these requests, as I felt they went well together. Enjoy! <3

Word Count: 1423

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You were Natasha’s little sister and you adored her. You looked up to her in every way and wanted to be just like her. You were always excited to spend time with her, and today was one of those days. You and Natasha were having a sleepover and you two were preparing for it. First, you two went to the supermarket nearby to pick up snacks.

You immediately went to the candy aisle, much to Natasha’s amusement. 

“You know, Y/N, if you’re too energetic and hyped on sugar, I’m gonna have to find a way to calm you down,” Natasha warned you.

“It’s fine, I can tolerate large amounts of sugar,” you replied, taking a large pack of Twix and a bag of M&M’s off the shelf.

“You want anything?” You asked.

“Hmm, I’ll take a KitKat,” Natasha said, as you smiled, knowing that it was her favorite.

You and Natasha then went to get some microwave popcorn bags, a bottle of lemonade, and some paper plates. While she wasn’t looking, you snuck in a large pack of Oreos. You two also got some arts and crafts supplies that you planned on using at your sleepover.

After you guys bought all the items, Natasha surprised you by swinging by the pizzeria and picking up pizza for dinner, as it was 6pm already. 

“I got your favorite, Y/N, pepperoni with sausage and mushrooms,” Natasha said, as your mouth watered. 

You thanked Natasha for getting pizza as you guys headed home. You jumped out of the car, eager to get the sleepover started.

You set out two paper plates on the table and poured some lemonade for both of you. You guys sat down at the kitchen table and chatted while eating dinner.

“So what do you want to do first?” Natasha asked you.

“I want to do an arts and crafts project!” You cheered.

“Then arts and crafts it shall be!” Natasha declared.

After dinner, you guys threw your plates away and headed upstairs to your shared bedroom. 

Natasha pulled out the arts and crafts supplies, consisting of paint, paintbrushes, canvases, and materials to make friendship bracelets.

You took some of the painting supplies and began to paint a picture. You had been working on your art skills for a while, and you decided to attempt to paint a cabin in the mountains with a lake and beautiful nature nearby.

When you two were done painting, you showed each other what you created. Natasha had painted the Statue of Liberty, which turned out pretty decent. 

“Wow, Y/N, I had no idea you had gotten that good at painting. I remember when you used to just throw random colors on there, and now look at you. All grown up and an expert at painting,” Natasha said, tussling your hair as you beamed with pride.

Afterwards, you decided to make friendship bracelets for each other. You chose red thread and decorated it with various colors and spelled out her name.

You guys traded bracelets and then began to set up for the movie. You got the popcorn out and heated it up before pouring it into a large bowl to share. You also made sure to bring the candy over. 

After the movie, you guys changed into your pajamas and headed back to your room to play games and chat. 

After a while, the conversation had shifted into a deeper topic about fears. You thought your fears were silly, but you wanted to share them with the person you trusted the most. 

“I guess I’m sorta afraid of spiders,” you admitted, looking down into your lap.

“Spiders?” Natasha asked, as you nodded.

“It’s just weird because your average spider won’t do any harm, so I feel silly for being afraid of them.

“Y/N, it’s perfectly normal to be afraid of spiders or anything really. We all have our fears, even if we don’t fully understand them. I mean, part of me doesn’t quite understand it since I’m a black widow myself,” Natasha said, hoping to lighten the mood.

“I’m not afraid of you because you’re not an actual spider,” you said, playfully rolling your eyes.

“Wow rude! The disrespect to the original black widow,” Natasha gasped, reaching for a nearby pillow and whacking you with it.

“Pillow fight!” You declared, grabbing another pillow and fighting back. You two whacked each other and giggled endlessly, both not wanting to give in. Natasha lunged and reached to grab your pillow so she would have all the power. However, her hand missed the pillow and she ended up grabbing onto your side, causing you to squeal and jump away.

“Oh sorry Y/N! Are you okay?” Natasha asked, as you were still processing what just happened. 

“Oh, what yeah, I’m okay,” you said, looking away in embarrassment. 

Natasha gave you a weird look, knowing that something was off. Then she finally realized what had happened.

“Ohhhh, I see. Somebody’s ticklish huh?” Natasha said, now inching closer to you.

“No! I’m not!!” You cried, scooting away from her. 

Natasha knew you were bluffing, so she pounced on you and pinned your arms to your side, while tickling your stomach and ribs, making you cackle with laughter.

“NATAHAHAHASHA STAHAHAHAP,” you shouted, kicking your legs underneath her. 

“How come you never told me you were ticklish?” She asked, sneaking her hands into your armpits.

“BEHECAUSE YOU AHAHARE MEHEHEAN,” you squealed, clamping your arms as best as you could. 

“Excuse me?” Natasha said, leaning down to blow a raspberry on your tummy. Your laughter went silent as you shook your head. Your sister gave you a break, but kept your arms pinned.

“Can’t you let me go?” You whined.

“I certainly cannot since I finally found a way to calm you down after all that sugar,” Natasha teased, as she now reached down to shake into your ribs and tickle between the sensitive, vulnerable bones.

“YOHOU JEHEHERK,” you laughed, cursing yourself that you let her find out.

“Where else are you ticklish?” Natasha asked, giving your knees and thighs a squeeze, which gave her a few giggles. 

“Hmm, how about…your feet?” Natasha said, with a growing evil grin as she saw you panic.

“NO PLEASE! NOT MY FEHEEHET,” you squealed, as she began to scribble over your soft and sensitive feet.

“Why not? It’s such a great spot!” Natasha cooed, as you squirmed and thrashed around. 

After she felt you had enough, she helped you sit up.

“Y/N, I have a way to help you get over your fear of spiders,” Natasha said.

“How?” You asked.

She snuck her hand under your shirt to scratch lightly at your back, causing you to gasp and jerk away.

“HAHA NAHAHAT,” you laughed, as she held you still.

“Just imagine that my hand is a spider. See? Harmless, besides the fact that it’s ticklish,” Natasha said with a smirk.

“Now try and stay still,” Natasha said, wiggling her nails all over your back.

You scrunched your face up, trying not to laugh, but couldn’t help but squirm at the touch.

“You’re really that ticklish?” Natasha asked, now tickling your sides to make you collapse in laughter.

“YEHEHES NOHOHOW STAHAHAP,” you begged.

“Not until you’re over your fear of spiders~,” Natasha said, now singing the itsy bitsy spider as she walked her nails over your back.

You snorted as she reached the top of your back, right before your neck.

“Is your neck also ticklish?” Natasha asked, as you shook your head vigorously.

Natasha didn’t say anything, but instead wiggled her nails against the back of your neck. You curled up into a ball, swatting at her while laughing.

“Get over here you little troublemaker,” Natasha said, now squeezing the back of your neck, causing you to squeal and beg for mercy.

“Oh alright, you’ve had enough,” Natasha said, now releasing you from her grip.

“Thanks for helping me try to get over my fear of spiders,” you said, snuggling up against her.

“Are you still afraid of me?” Natasha asked with a smile.

“Well, now you made me have two fears. Spiders and the tickle monster,” you said, poking her ribs.

She swatted your hands away with a glare.

“Well, the tickle monster isn’t ticklish,” Natasha said, as you took that as a challenge.

You snuck your finger under her arm when she wasn’t looking, causing her to yelp and jerk her arm down.

“Y/N! I warned you!” Natasha said, pinning you down for round two of tickle torture.

[gigglymarvel]

Discovering Trust

Chapter One - The Rescue

Welcome to our new series! We’ve added a reader insert this time and it starts off with them getting rescued from your capture, thus meeting Natasha and Wanda for the first time. Enjoy 💕

Word count: 1302

Warnings: None

Natasha was experienced at retrieval missions, and there were blips on Fury’s radar about a new possible recruit with powers that may be in hiding, denial, or unaware of their powers. 

Wanda was to accompany Natasha, but as a secondary reinforcement and to ensure cover to return to the jet in case there were any complications. 

You had always been weird but lately, you couldn't help but feel everything everyone was feeling. And you always had a bond with animals but lately, it seems you could nearly have conversations with them, though it wasn't words so much as an understanding. 

“Are you certain we have everything planned out?” Wanda asked Natasha, a little nervous as this was the first time she had done anything like this.

You winced, looking over to see a cat looking at you as you lay on your bed. You didn’t expect anyone’s presence, but for some reason, you sensed in the feline that some major changes were about to happen.

Nat put a reassuring hand on Wanda's shoulder, “There is never a way to plan everything out, but we can do our best to adjust to that which comes our way. Research shows this one is a bit timid so maybe approach from the front and I'll cover the back in case she panics?” 

Wanda nodded, understanding what it was like to be nervous. She therefore wanted to do everything she could to try and comfort you and reassure you that you were going to be safe. “Will we have time to talk to her before we take her or will it be just a grab-and-go kinda deal?”

The idea is you talk to her. Grab and go is in case she runs.” The Widow assured her. Wanda nodded, as they approached the building you were in, the two scanned the area so they knew where exactly you were.

Nat snuck up the back balcony and sent Wanda to the front door since she was the less intimidating of the two of you. She simply used her magic to let herself in, quickly and quietly going upstairs to find you curled up on your bed.

“Hey… Y/N? You’re safe now, would you like to come with us?” Wanda offered you gently, not yet touching you as she wasn’t sure if you were frightened.

You immediately knew who she was, you could trust her and believed her words. You stood up, nodding silently as you packed a few bits and pieces, but kept to yourself as Wanda took you back to the jet, nodding towards Natasha.

The redheaded Widow greeted you softly, “Welcome aboard, Y/N.” And waited until you and Wanda had passed to close up the quinjet and pilot it back to the tower. 

You bit your lip, nodding at her as you sat down and strapped yourself in, you didn’t want to be a burden, as you have always been everywhere else you’ve been. Wanda wrapped you in a blanket she picked up when the two of you left. “You’re ok now, Y/N, we’ll look after you now.”

Nat nodded, “Yes, you're an asset and a gift to this world, despite what you may have experienced so far.” 

You couldn’t help but raise your brows at Natasha, you were always told you were an awful person, so you believed that way more than you believed her.

She simply quirked a definitive brow at you in silent rebuttal to the doubt written on your face as she turned toward the compound, which was an hour's journey in that direction. Meanwhile, Wanda rubbed your back and held you close. 

The journey was somewhat awkward, there were a lot of uncomfortable sizes and you were already beginning to question whether you deserved to be rescued, you were even hesitant to read their minds. 

You did appreciate Wanda holding you the way she did, but you were even afraid to lean into her and accept the comfort then.

The jet landed at the compound smoothly, and Nat turned to you, “Shall we get you settled? Hungry?” She asked, and you looked up at her, longing for affection and love but hesitant to receive it, your stomach grumbled though.

“It sounds like she’s hungry.” Wanda chuckled and put an arm on your back as the three of you went into the house Wanda and Nat shared, mainly to get away from the other Avengers who were overwhelming a lot of the time. 

Natasha quickly got to work in the kitchen, though Wanda was much more the chef of the two, she could handle snacks. She threw together a grilled cheese on the stove, one of the few things she could cook, and then handed you a glass of water to start. “We have milk too if you prefer that with your sandwich, but I thought you might also be thirsty,” the Widow said, caretaking both natural and unnatural to her. 

Wanda kept her arm around you and rubbed your back, trying to be reassuring as she observed Natasha and you simultaneously. 

You nodded, still wary of the two as you only took half of the grilled cheese and the glass of water, slowly drinking it as well as taking a few bites of the grilled cheese. 

You couldn’t help but lean into Wanda’s comforting touch, not used to it but enjoying it. The witch smiled and wolfed down her grilled cheese. “This is so good, at least you don’t add hot sauce like your sister.” She chuckled.

Natasha chuckled, “She puts that on everything.” The redhead watched you gently, “Would you like anything else to drink?” 

You looked down, shaking your head silently as Wanda bit her lip, looking up at the Black Widow for help as she couldn’t figure out how to help you.

Nat reached out, smiling softly and tickled under your chin like she did with Yelena to help her come out of her shell when she shut down, “Hey, we're not gonna go anywhere. It takes time to process.” The older heroine assured you as she reached and squeezed Wanda's arm to encourage you. 

“She’s right, Y/N, we know you have been through a lot and we want to help you feel loved and wanted.” The witch told you gently, then smirking a little when she saw you flinch and bite your lip at the chin flutters.

Nat smiled, “Oh? Is this how you loosen up?” She asked, smirking at Wanda, who discreetly used her magic to flutter over your sides, nothing too extreme, but enough for you to feel and make you squirm a little.

The Widow grinned gently and let her fingers scritch and gently squeeze above one of your knees as she leaned against the counter next to where you sat. You couldn’t help but let out a squeal, flinching away as you covered your mouth, kicking out as you did so.

“I think soooo!” Wanda smiled fondly as she watched you fight back giggles.

“Aww Y/N this is so cute, I think we can use this to help you,” Nat winked, looking at Wanda, who nodded and released you from her powers.

You bit your lip, not knowing how to react to being called cute, you just silently shook your head.

Wanda smiled fondly, “Only if you're comfortable of course,” she said, noticing you shake your head.

“Maybe she’s not used to it, trauma takes a while to recover from, but I’m sure we can help,” Natasha told you gently, understanding what you were going through. She wasn’t sure how to help but she wanted to.

Eventually, they guided you to the couch, sitting in a comfortable silence, watching whatever was on TV, although you were still wary of the pair, you were willing to try and feel the love you were craving. 

[tickle-panile]

😆 okay, I'm sure loki would do that 😂

“someone told me your little secret…”

with ler loki and lee reader pls!!!

“Someone told me your little secret”

Your eyes widened as you turned your body slightly on the couch. Your eyes met with Loki, who was grinning at you, mischief dancing in his eyes. That was never a good sign.

“Wh-What are you talking about?” You responded with a shy smile, nervous giggles escaping your lips.

Loki was fully grinning now. “You know exactly what.” He leaned forward, so the two of you were nose to nose. “You my darling are insanely, wildly…..ticklish.”

Your cheeks turned a bright pink color as you shook your head, scooting away from The God of Mischief. “Whoever told you that is lying.”

Loki chuckled deeply, cornering you at the edge of couch. “I find that hard to believe.”

“I’m not tickLISH!” you shrieked when Loki jabbed his fingers into your rib cage. “LOHOHOKI!”

“Yes?” he asked with an impish grin. “Seems to me you are ticklish. Incredibly ticklish.”

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!” you barked out a laugh swatting at Loki’s large hands around your sides as he spidered up and down.

Loki chuckled watching you in such a vulnerable state. He has grown quite found of you. He didn’t find many mortals tolerable but for you, he was growing quite the soft spot.

He moved down to the hallow spot between your hips, giving it a forceful squeeze, causing a hearty belly laugh to spill from your mouth.

“Oh my. I think I have found your worst spot darling. How unfortunate for you.” he said with a dark chuckle.

The torture seemed to go on forever. You shook your head letting out a boisterous laughter. From your hips to your sides, up and down Loki’s fingers danced over you with glee.

“Okahahay Lokihihi! Nohoho mohohore!” you said throwing your head back, shaking it back and forth unable to take another minute.

With a small smile, Loki ceased his torture and helped you sit up.

A few extra giggles escaped as you brushed yourself off and fixed your hair. “Damn Loki, you’re ruthless.”

Loki smirked and gave you a gentle shove. “They don’t call me The God of Mischief for nothing darling.”.

You shook your head as you rolled your eyes playfully.

“Who told my secret?” you asked crossing your arms, trying to appear mad but you couldn’t hide the small smile playing on your lips.

“It was the little spider, Parker.”

That little punk. He had no idea what was coming for him as you marched down the hall.

“Parker! You’re dead!”

[gladdygirl18]

Cheer Up, Sis!

Happy Holidays, everyone! Surprise @ficsandgiggles! I was your Secret Santa for SquealingSanta2024! I cannot tell you how happy I was when I got you; gave me a chance to write a Marvel/Avengers fic again after so long! I know we barely interact, but I do hope you love this fic as much as I did writing it!

This fic contains zero spoilers for any show or movie, so happy reading!

Theme for this fic: Classic cheer up tickles

Summary: Yelena feels like an outcast after being disconnected from reality and society all those years, and it's hard connecting to the rest of the Avengers, but never fear! Big sister Natasha is here to cheer up a pouty and upset little sister!

Word Count: 1800

⚠️Warning⚠️: mild swearing

How long has Yelena been trapped within the Red Room? How long has she been under the influence and control of that sick bastard General Dreykov? Far too long. All those years of mindless killing was dreadful; Yelena hated it. She felt like she was watching the world through someone else’s eyes, trapped within her own body, unable to stop herself. She hates herself for being so weak that she couldn’t resist the mind control of the Red Room. Yelena thought there was no way out of this hell. She needed a miracle; she needed a sign; she needed her sister.

As if her prayers were answered, Natasha came to Yelena’s rescue. After taking down the Red Room for good, the sisters, along with the other Red Room-controlled operatives, lived out the rest of their lives, finally free from the anguish, torment, and bloodshed. Natasha took Yelena to Avengers HQ to get her situated. The Avengers welcomed the younger Black Widow with open arms, knowing her from the stories Natasha would tell. They would talk about how much Natasha missed her, longed to see, and hold her again, and most importantly, how much she loved her. Hearing all this made Yelena hopeful for the future, that things could get better; that things could change. Oh, how wrong she was.

It’s been a few months since Yelena came to stay at the facility, and while she was well-adjusted to her new surroundings, she still felt distant from everything, and everyone. Whenever there were game nights or movie nights, she felt so disconnected. Being disconnected from reality and not having control over her mind for years upon years did her in; the lingering effects of Dreykov. She may be free but at what cost. Her childhood was practically snatched away from her and was forced to fight and kill, but not out of her own volition. Even now, she feels like she’s watching the world through someone else’s eyes and feels awful that she can’t connect with the other Avengers like she hoped she would.

It was Christmas Eve, and some of the Avengers—Peter and his friends included—were playing in the snow. Inside, Tony, Thor, Bucky, and Stephen were hanging Christmas decorations around the facility, getting ready for their annual Christmas party. The Avengers have a tradition of doing Secret Santa every year and everyone would exchange one gift when the clock strikes 12. Natasha encouraged her sister to join, but she respectfully declined. Now, Yelena was in her room, laying on her bed, watching the snow fall from her window. It reminded her of home; she felt like she was in a mini snow globe.

“Hey, have any of you guys seen Yelena anywhere?” Natasha asked.

“I haven’t, no,” Bucky said, “We’ve been hanging decorations all morning.”

The Black Widow sighed and turned her head away with concern contorted on her face.

“It’s snowing outside and…” Natasha began, “We used to play in the snow all the time back home. I just thought she’d want to go outside and play with me and some of the others… She’s just been so closed-off from everything lately… and everyone.”

Tony walked up to Natasha and placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“Don’t stress over this, Nat,” Tony said, “She’ll come around when she’s ready.”

Natasha sighed and nodded before walking out of the living room. As Natasha’s walking to her room, she notices her sister’s door cracked open a bit. The Black Widow took a deep breath before lightly knocking on the door. Yelena’s head perked up to the sound before settling her head back on the pillows.

“Who is it?” Yelena asked.

“It’s Nat,” Natasha said, “Can I come in?”

Yelena sighed before humming her response. Natasha walked into the room and quietly shut the door, the room cloaked in a cozy darkness, the light from the afternoon sun illuminating the room. The Black Widow sat next to her sister and glanced at her. The younger woman wore a tired expression; many would assume that’s her “resting bitch face,” but no.

“Are you okay?” Natasha asked.

Yelena opened her mouth to speak but sighed and responded with a slow nod.

“Use your words, младшая сестра.” Natasha said softly yet sternly.

“I’m fine, okay?” Yelena retorted, a hint of malice in her words.

Natasha pulled back in shock as her shoulders slumped. The Black Widow stared out the window to see the snow softly fall, smiling to herself as she saw her and Yelena playing and rolling around in the snow. She was brought back to reality when she heard soft sniffling. Natasha glanced down at her sister and noticed small tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Yelena, what’s wrong?” Natasha asked, quickly sitting up her sister and hugging her.

When Yelena felt the warmth of her sister’s embrace, she pressed her face into her shoulder and sobbed softly. The Black Widow frowned as she held her sister close, slowing rocking her to calm her down.

“Am I… broken…?” Yelena asked suddenly.

“What? What, no,” Natasha answered quickly, “Why would ever think that?”

“Ever since you pulled me out of that God forsaken Red Room and brought me here… I haven’t been the same… I feel so out of place from everything, like I don’t belong in society anymore.”

Natasha felt her heart ache listening to her sister’s words. Dreykov’s influence really did a number on her, considering how long she was under his control.

“I want to be part of these little activities you and the other Avengers do, but I am so afraid of… fucking it up,” Yelena said sorrowfully, “I feel so… disconnected, from reality, society… and myself. It feels like I’m watching the world through someone else’s eyes and it’s scary…”

The Black Widow hugged her sister tight, trying to suppress her own tears.

“Yelena, I can assure you that you are everything but broken,” Natasha said, pulling away to see her sister’s face, “You are a smart, strong, and confident woman. Always have been, always will be.”

Yelena averted her sister’s gaze as she glanced down at the bed sheets. Natasha wanted to cheer up her sister, to remind her that she’s not broken. As Natasha scanned through her childhood memories, there was one thing the Black Widow remembered about her sister that would get her smiling every time. As Natasha repositioned her hands around her sister, she pounced, skittering her fingers all over Yelena’s sides. The younger woman yelped before giggling uncontrollably.

“Nahahahat! W-Whahahahat are yohohou doihihihing?!” Yelena asked through her giggles.

“Still as ticklish as ever, I see,” Natasha said, “But to answer your question, I’m cheering you up!”

The younger woman giggled as she tried to twist out of her sister’s grasp, but it was pointless; being a Black Widow, she knew how to handle people who squirmed around a lot.

“Natashahahahaha, plehehehease!” Yelena giggled, “No mohohohore!”

“Not until all of your poutiness is tickled away!” Natasha giggled.

The younger woman’s shoulders bounced as she giggled, trying to get out of her sister’s gentle yet firm grip.

“Ah, this brings back memories,” Natasha said, “I remember so vividly when you started to squirm around like this, I would grab your wrists…”

Natasha briefly stopped the tickling to grab her sister’s wrists with one hand.

“Pin you to the bed,” she continued, doing just that, “Straddle your waist.”

Keeping Yelena’s hands pinned above her head, Natasha straddled her sister, taking in the other’s attempt to escape.

“And once I have you right where I want you…” Natasha began, leaning in, “I… tickle you silly!”

She then started scribbling her hand all over the young woman’s torso with vigor, causing the other to buck and squeal with laughter.

“Nahahahat, nohohoho!” Yelena giggled, “Ahahahaha! This isn’t fahahahahair! Yohohohou’re bihihihigger than mehehe! Hahaha!”

“And you’re more ticklish than me,” Natasha retorted, “Evens out, don’t ya think?”

Yelena thrashed around as she tried to dislodge her wrist from her sister’s grip. When Natasha’s fingers found her belly, Yelena squealed and tried to turn away.

“H-Hehehehehey! Naahahahaha!” Yelena cried, “Not thehehere! Stahaahaap!”

“Are you gonna stop being mopey and enjoy the holiday festivities with me and the others?” Natasha asked.

When Yelena didn’t give and answer, Natasha started digging into the other’s ribs, causing the younger woman to snort.

“SHIHIHIHIHIT! NAAAHHAHAT *snort* THEEEHEHERE!” Yelena laughed, “NAAAAHAHAHAT! FUHUHUHUCKING STAAAAHAHAHAP!”

“Language, young lady,” Natasha teased, “And why would I stop? Your laugh is so cute!”

Yelena’s legs kicked behind the other as she laughed.

“Сестра, пожалуйста!” Yelena cried, “NO MOHOHOHOORE! IT TIHIHIHICKLES! AAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Are you gonna spend Christmas Eve with the rest of us?” Natasha asked.

When Natasha pinched her middle rib, Yelena squealed loudly before dissolving into silent laughter. This was the Yelena Natasha missed. She missed this side of her sister, only seeing it a few times before their lives were changed; she was happy to see this smiling and laughing face again.

“OKAAHAHAHAHAY! AAHAHAHEHEHE!” Yelena wheezed, “I CAAAHAHAHAHAN’T!”

Natasha chuckled before releasing her sister and halting the tickles. Yelena panted like a dog as residual giggles spilled from her lips.

“You… ahahare so fucking ehehevil…” Yelena panted.

“But you love me all the same.” Natasha teased with a wink.

The younger woman scoffed and lightly punched her sister’s arm as she sat up. A peaceful silence fell between the sisters as Yelena caught her breath.

“You feel better?” Natasha asked.

Yelena hesitated to answer, but after pondering for a bit, the younger woman looked at her sister and nodded with a genuine smile.

“Yeah, I do,” Yelena said, “I feel… lighter, like a huge weight was just lifted. Thanks, Nat.”

“That’s what sisters are for.” Natasha said, placing her forehead on her sister’s.

Yelena smiled as she lightly bumped her nose with Natasha’s before they embraced. When they parted, Natasha stood up and pointed outside.

“There’s still a little bit of light left before the sun sets,” Natasha said, “Do you wanna play in the snow for a while?”

Yelena glanced at the winter wonderland outside her window and smiled as she turned back to her sister.

“Sure, that sounds like fun!” Yelena said eagerly.

Natasha grinned as she walked over to the door.

“Hey, Nat.” Yelena called out.

The Black Widow stopped in her tracks and turned around.

“Я тебя люблю.” Yelena said.

Natasha grinned as she opened the door.

“я тоже тебя люблю.” she said.

When Natasha left, Yelena sat back on the headboard and sighed, pulling one knee to her chest as she watched the snow fall. It will take some time for Yelena to get back into the groove of how things were before the Red Room, but with Natasha by her side to guide her, she doubts she’ll ever lose her way again.

[valiantphantomangel]

There is nothing wrong with being shy

Request: could you please do something like Chris Hemsworth X Reader where she’s somewhat new to the marvel cast and is quite shy and whilst Chris is trying to make her feel comfortable he accidentally finds out she’s ticklish?

A/n: My Tumblr was once again not working so I'm gonna do it this way for this request and it took a hell of a lot longer then expected but here it is, i hope you enjoy 💜

You had no idea how you could have gotten so lucky, it all just started as a joke.

Audition to play Thor's sister. That was all it said in the page that your best friend send you, thinking of it as a joke you applied for the role.

A few days later you suddenly got an email from THE Marvel Studios, you almost fainted when it appeared in your inbox and before you could utter 'ta-da' you had opened and sped through the email, you read it again and again and again not believing that this was happening.

They were sending you some lines that you had to say, record and send to them since you were one of the last three candidates.

Not long after you send in your little scene and a week later you were flying to Atlanta to start filming.

Now that you are standing in your trailer, nerves racing through your body as you try to stop your hands from shaking, never in a million years did you think that it was possible for you to be in a Marvel Movie, as a main character!

You met Chris a few days ago and he was the sweetest guy you ever met, always making sure that you were comfortable and ready for the scenes. Today was the day that you would start with your first big fight scene and the nerves were getting the better of you.

Sitting alone in your trailer while your leg was bouncing up and down, in just a top and sweatpants since you would change into your costume later as you waited to be called over.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door to which you shouted "come in".

"How are you doing, nervous?" Chris asked with a smile as he walked in and closed the door behind him.

"yeah you can say that, I couldn't even eat with the nerves" you grumble as you flop onto the couch and look at him sideways.

"You have no need to be nervous Hun, you're absolutely perfect and one of the best teen actresses that I've worked with" he said with a soft smile as he poked your side as a joke.

Not expecting it you let out a soft giggle which both of you heard and you looked up at him with wide eyes.

Chris was grinning like the cheshire cat as he looked down at you and quickly sat down on your thighs and traced your ribs.

"Is little Y/N ticklish? That's adorable" he cooed while ghost tickling your bare stomach.

"Don't you darEHEHEH" you try to protest but fall into a giggle fit as he squeezed your sides.

"Oh I do dare, how else would I hear that cute little laugh of yours my lady" He said in his Thor voice as he continued to attack you.

"My laugh is not cuTehHIHIHI, CHRISHAHAHHA" you scream laughed as you trashed around.

"Yes Y/N" Hemsworth said innocently as he spidered over you tummy.

"STOPHAHHAA ITHIHIHI"!!!

"No not else you tell me what's wrong"

"NEVERHAHAHAHAHGAGA"

"Then I guess I'll just have to continue" he sighed as if it hurt him and blew a raspberry in your neck.

You continued to stay resilient until he moved from your tummy to your feet.

"OkAY OKAY OKAY I'll tell youhihihihi" you say still breathless from the giggles.

"I'm listening"

"It's just that- argh I'm nervous that I'm going to screw up everything and that they don't want me to act anymore and that I'm too shy that they don't want to talk to me anymore" you sighed as you sat up.

"Oh darling, they would never. Kevin feige loves you and every crew member can't stop talking about how polite you are to them, there's nothing wrong with being a bit shy, Even Downey was impressed with your acting and that's saying something" Chris said with a smile as he pulled sat next to you and pulled you into his side, with his arm over your shoulder and rubbing comforting circles over your arm "And I think you're the best young actress that I've worked with, next to my daughter of course"

I tried to find something to say but couldn't so you just settled for curling up next to him, filming could wait for a few minutes. And even though you didn't say anything, Chris knew perfectly well what you wanted to say.

[ficsandgiggles]

How Could I Forget? (Wanda x Reader)

I managed to push myself into writing a small something!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @pegasusflight77! I’m so thankful you’re in my life and I miss you so much, hopefully we can reunite soon, but for now enjoy this fic 💕

Word count: 864

Warnings: implied bedroom times(?)

“Y/N, wake uuuup~”

You opened your eyes to see your wife, Wanda, smiling gently down at you, you couldn’t help but smile back.

“Happy birthday honey.” She greeted, pressing a kiss on your cheek and taking your hand so you could sit up. She then gave you a tray with some pancakes and your favourite drink. The pancakes were topped with raspberries and syrup.

“You made me breakfast in bed?” You asked, unable to hold back a smile as she put the tray on your lap.

“Of course, I’m gonna spoil you silly today, and don’t worry, those aren’t gonna be the only raspberries you get today.” She winked cheekily as she poked your nose. “Now tuck in.”

You blushed at her comment, smiling shyly as you started eating your pancakes, knowing you had to be on edge for an onslaught of tickles at some point today.

Wanda treated you to a wonderful birthday, you had a picnic in the park and she took you kayaking despite her being a little anxious about it, and then the day finished with dinner at your favourite restaurant. It was your stereotypical lovey-dovey birthday with your lover, but that didn’t matter, you were with your wife and you got spoilt rotten.

The two of you were cuddled on the couch, having a movie marathon with snacks and wine, but you had soon come to realise that she was yet to attack you with tickles, so it was probably imminent.

You couldn’t help but wonder if she forgot, you had mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, you loved tickles, you loved the feeling of letting go and laughing whilst being close to Wanda, and you equally loved watching Wanda laugh under your teasing touch. On the other hand, you didn’t want to seem too desperate for it or bother her for it if she didn’t want to. You sat on the couch, conflicted as the movie came to an end.

Wanda could sense something was up, and she was almost certain that she knew what you were thinking about. Smirking, she gently glided her nails up and down your side.

You flinched, immediately knowing that she hadn’t forgotten, you bit back a smile and hid in Wanda’s shoulder, knowing full well what was about to happen.

“Aw, how could I forget? You almost got away with not getting your birthday tickles~” Wanda teased, pulling you close to her and wrapping her arms around your waist so you couldn’t escape.

“Wanda nonono you don’t have to do this!” You squealed out, fighting back giggles as Wanda skittered her nails into your sides.

“Awww but I can’t let you escape without your birthday tickles!” She teased, nuzzling her nose into your neck as she moved up to your ribs and shook it gently, smiling as you arched your back and burst into giggles. She made sure to hold you tight so you couldn’t get away.

“NAHAHAH BABY!” You laughed out, kicking and pushing at her hands, but you knew you were trapped since Wanda could use her magic at any given moment.

“Aw, this is too cute!” She cooed in your ear and now teasingly slipped her hands under your shirt and fluttered her fingers lightly into your tummy, making your giggles raise a good few octaves.

The witch smirked, positioning the two of you so you were basically stretched across her lap, she used her magic to hold your hands out against your sides, and she then slowly lifted your shirt up.

“Hey? Remember when I said this morning that the raspberries on your pancakes weren’t the only ones you were gonna get?” She asked teasingly.

“And do you also remember when I discovered how ticklish to raspberries you are?” She continued, grinning evilly as you shook your hand and already began giggling.

“Nonono Wanda don’t you dare!” You squealed out as your wife slowly leaned down towards your tummy.

She didn’t hesitate any longer and leaned down and blew a huge raspberry on your tummy, causing you to screech with laughter and thrash around helplessly.

“NOHOHOHOHO WAHAHAHANDA!” You laughed out helplessly, feeling her fingers scribble into your tummy in between the torturous raspberries.

“Y/N! You’re so cute!” Wanda grinned, continuing the tummy torture since she knew it was your favourite spot.

You kept laughing and squealing as Wanda peppered raspberries all over your tummy, scratching her nails over the sensitive skin. She smiled fondly as she looked down and saw you a laughing, screeching mess.

Eventually, she let you up, she didn’t want you too exhausted for the next activity of the night. She ran her fingers through your hair and leaned down to gently kiss you, which you returned gratefully.

“You are an absolute meanie.” You puffed out, sitting up when Wanda eventually released your arms, but you were still smiling so you clearly didn’t mean it.

Wanda smirked, now picking you up bridal style. “Don’t worry, you’re about to be even more out of breath.” She teased before carrying you to the bedroom.

Your birthday finished wonderfully, and you lay there in bed with a satisfied smile on your face, happy and in love.

[widowsistersandfriends]

It's Time To Smile

Request: I’m so bad at asks sorry, but could you maybe write something for Scarlett/Florence/Lizzie (or a combo, up to you) x reader with some really gentle twords? Any ideas you’ve got are totally cool, but maybe tummy focus? Yikes sorry I’m the worst at asks but feel free to experiment!

Summary: The reader is a stunt double in the new Avengers movie and is struggling with her success in landing her stunts. Lizzie, Florence, and Scarlett know a way to cheer her up (lee!reader x ler!Scarlett x ler!Lizzie x ler!Florence)

Note: Thank you so much for this request! This is my first time writing for these three, so I hope I did okay! Hope you enjoy :)

Word Count: 1393

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You were working on a new role in a movie, but not the typical one people think of. You were the stunt double for Scarlett’s character Natasha in this new Avengers movie. Even though you weren’t one of the main stars or anything, you knew your role was crucial for the success of this movie.

Your athleticism and training had prepared you well for this, but that didn’t mean there weren’t any challenges. As much as you practiced, it was still difficult to land some of the stunts and you were starting to get frustrated with yourself. 

You sat alone during a break from filming, head in your hands. You were quietly whispering to yourself to get it together. While it was unlikely, you knew it was possible for them to replace you with someone better.

You were deep in your thoughts when you heard a voice.

“Y/N? Are you okay? What are you doing here all alone?” Lizzie asked, slowly approaching you.

“Oh, it’s nothing, I’m fine,” you said, waving her off.

“You don’t look fine,” Lizzie commented, taking a seat next to you.

You waited in silence for a bit, not knowing where to start. Lizzie knew your gears were grinding, so she gave you some time to think.

“It’s just…I don’t feel like I’m doing my job well enough,” you said with a sigh.

“Why do you think that?” Lizzie asked.

“It’s just that these stunts are really hard, but it’s my job and I can’t even do it right,” you said with frustration.

“Hey hey, it’s okay. We all know how difficult it is, and that’s exactly why we have you do them. We can do some stunts, but we can’t do them to your ability. None of us are here to judge you because you’re here to help us do what we can’t,” Lizzie comforted, while patting your back gently.

“I know, I’m just really hard on myself and I want this movie to do well,” you said, resting your chin in your hands.

“I promise you, you’ll land those stunts and we’re gonna break the box office with this movie,” Lizzie said, still rubbing your back gently.

You nodded, showing that you acknowledged what she said. 

“Do you believe me?” Lizzie asked.

You thought for a second before responding, feeling more playful now.

“I don’t know if I can trust someone who can’t do their own stunts,” you said cheekily.

“Oh you little turd! You’re not even my stunt double!” Lizzie responded, now curling her fingers to scratch and wiggle against your back.

You were caught off guard and yelped, arching your back and quickly trying to twist away from her.

“Stop!!” You pleaded weakly, backing up against the couch you were sitting on.

Suddenly, Scarlett and Florence entered the room, hearing your pleading and thinking something was wrong.

“What’s going on?” Scarlett asked, worried that you were hurt.

“Your little stunt double here was lacking some confidence, so I comforted her, but then she decided to be brat,” Lizzie said, smirking as you were squirming from her squeezing the back of your neck.

“Lehehehet mehehe gohoho,” you giggled, reaching up to remove her hands, which just gave her access to poke you in the ribs. You let out a bark of laughter before curling up into a ball.

“Wanna help me tickle her to pieces? Lizzie asked Scarlett and Florence.

“Yeah, I think she needs some cheering up right? She was sad earlier?” Florence teased, approaching you with an evil grin.

“No! Never!” You declared stubbornly, clamping your mouth closed and refusing to smile.

“Natasha 2.0, you know you’re outnumbered right?” Scarlett said, helping the other two pin you to the couch.

Florence sat on your legs and began lightly tickling your feet. You squeezed your eyes shut, bucking against them to throw them off.

“Awwww, what’s the matter, Y/N? Ticklish?” Scarlett asked, slowly rolling your shirt up.

She began to add in on the tickling, spidering her fingers up and down your sides. You let out a snort, but quickly covered it up as a cough.

“I heard that Y/N,” Scarlett said, narrowing her eyes down at you, as you avoided eye contact.

Lizzie joined in, holding your arms above your head and using one hand to tickle your armpits.

All three of them tickling you was too much to not smile, which you reluctantly broke out into one.

“AWWW there’s that smile,” Lizzie cooed. However, a smile is all they got…for now.

“We gotta find her weak spot to really make her break,” Florence commented, now getting off of your legs.

“Where’s your most ticklish spot hmm?” Scarlett asked, eyeing your torso.

“Why would I tell you that?” You asked, struggling to escape.

“Because we need to hear your precious laugh and make sure you’re all cheered up,” Lizzie said, poking around your torso.

You flinched when she poked around your stomach and quickly pushed her hands away.

“Oh? I think I found itttt,” Lizzie teased, as she brought your hands above your head again.

“Scarlett? Wanna do the honors? She’s your little mini me after all,” Lizzie suggested.

“Scarlett no!! I trusted you!” You croaked, begging her to not tickle your stomach.

“Oh I’ve so gotta see this,” Scarlett said with a grin. With that, she took her ten nails and dragged them over your soft bare stomach, making you twist and jump against the sensation.

“I’m hardly even doing anything,” Scarlett giggled.

“I knohohow buhuhut ihihit tihihickles,” you giggled, unable to hold them back.

“Oooh I hear some giggles,” Florence teased, as you blushed.

Without warning, Scarlett began to wiggle her fingers as fast as she could over any part of your stomach she could reach.

“WAHAHAIT STAHAHAP PLEHEHEASE,” you screamed, attempting to yank your arms down.

“Stop what? Tickling you? Making you laugh because you’re so extremely ticklish?” Scarlett teased, as you thrashed and jerked on the couch.

“YEHEHES STAHAHAHAP IHIHI CAHAHANT STAHAHAHAND IHIHIT,” You squealed, as she began squeezing the sides of your stomach.

You felt your eyes begin to water, so they gave you a quick break.

“Are you gonna let me go now?” You scoffed.

“Not with that attitude,” Lizzie commented, and switched spots with Scarlett. 

“Noooo plehehehease,” you begged, unable to handle much more.

“Please tickle you some more? You got it!” Lizzie said cheekily, as she bent down to blow three consecutive raspberries right over your belly button.

You screamed with laughter, eventually having it go silent.

“Wow that’s good,” Florence commented, as you rolled your eyes.

“Want some more?” Lizzie asked.

“NO! STOP I MEHEHEHEAN IHIHIT AHAHAHAHAHA,” you screamed with laughter, as she blew more raspberries all over your tummy.

“Wait, I wanna try something,” Florence said, switching spots with Lizzie.

“I promise this will be the last tickling you get,” Florence said, but you were unconvinced.

Florence slightly folded your waist band down, just enough to expose your lower stomach and waist.

You shook your head in fear, out of words to say or beg.

“Cat got your tongue?” Florence asked, before using her two index fingers to scratch away at your waist, causing you to twitch and jolt every which way, while you begged for her to stop through your laughter.

“Two fingers is all it takes? That’s insane,” Florence commented, as she now spidered all over your lower tummy.

“MEHEHERCY OHOH MY GOHOHOD,” you cried, struggling to get any more words out.

“Oh alright, you’ve had enough,” Florence said, and got off of you.

The three girls helped you sit up and got you a cold cup of water.

“Feel better?” Scarlett asked.

“From being sad or the tickling?” You asked.

“Both,” the three of them all responded.

“I do,” you said with a smile.

“Even if it was torture for you?” Lizzie teased.

“It wasn’t even that bad,” you said, trying to play tough.

“Really? Do we need to remind you how ticklish your stomach is?” Scarlett asked, as you quickly said no and jumped away from them, leading to lots of laughs at your expense.

You guys eventually resumed filming for the day. Maybe there was magic in those tickles, or the threat of them, but you were able to master every stunt you did that day and the movie ended up being a big success.

[gigglymarvel]

From Strangers to Sisters - Prologue

The back story to our series, enjoy! ❤️

After Ultron, Wanda had grown close to Clint who promised to watch out for her, but she also was taken under the wing or web, in this case, of the Black Widow.

The two had become like sisters. However, when the team was ripped apart by the Accords, Natasha went on the run and rediscovered not only her younger sister but her “parents” after destroying the Red Room with them. 

Her parents were more at a distance, but they did give her a second family, and Yelena and Natasha came back with Cap to break Wanda out of the prison cell. While she appreciated the time with Vision as her protector in hiding, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken at the loss of the family she felt she'd built when the team came together, that is, until Yelena made a comment about how Wanda was always low and hanging onto a red jacket that seemed to be in Yelena's memory as the redheaded widow's at one point, and Nat realized her neglect of her dear friend. 

Wanda has given up on trying to get any sort of family back, as they always seem to end up being ripped away from her. She chose to keep to herself in her room, concluding that it was best to keep to herself. 

Nat knocked gently on her door, “Wands?” She asked softly. The young witch jumped at the sudden sound, just letting out a grunt in response, thinking that Natasha just wanted to use her for her magic or something.

“Can I come in?” The Widow asked softly. Wanda just sighed, curling up a little tighter.

“I do not have the energy to help you with my magic right now.” She murmured.

Nat was hurt at that comment but couldn't blame the young witch for feeling this way, it had been all business lately, and she knew she should've seen this sooner. “I'm not here for your magic, Wands. I've missed you.” 

“I think you miss your sister more though, so you can make up for lost time with her, it’s more than what I can do with my brother.” She told Nat straight out, numb to the world.

The Widow was shocked at her words, but instead of leaving, went to her on the bed and rubbed her back, “Wanda, I'm not leaving you. Just because Yelena is back in my life, and we've had missions together, doesn't mean I don't see you as my younger sister anymore. We built something too, and I'm sorry I've neglected it after everything.” 

Wanda initially flinched away at the touch. “You don’t have to say that, I am used to everything being taken away from me, so it’s fine.” She murmured, hesitant to relax into the feeling.

Natasha scratched her back still, running her other fingers through her hair, “I'm not saying it because I have to, I mean it. I've missed you, Wanda.”

The Scarlet Witch shrugged, trying to push Nat away by moving away from her. “All of this is not necessary, you are wasting your time.”

The Black Widow furrowed her brow, “Okay Wanda, you leave me no choice.” As she gently began wiggling her fingers into the younger woman's sides and belly. 

Wanda’s eyes widened, already flinching away and beginning to squirm, trying to get away from her fingers. “Nono don’t you dare, surely you’d rather do stuff like this with Yelena…”

Nat grinned, “Nope I'm gonna tickle you to pieces! Coochiescoochiecoochie coo little witchy woo!” The older redhead tickled the witch and gently wiggled her fingers into her ribs, making her squeal and roll away from her.

“Nope, you’re not.” She tried to defend herself as she covered her mouth.

The Widow smirked and crossed her arms, snagging Wanda's feet into a headlock, scritching into her socked arches with her short nails. 

Wanda yelped, reaching to shove Natasha whilst pulling helplessly at her legs, a few giggles slipping out. “Quit ihit!”

“Aww, there's that laugh I've missed!” She grinned at the witch’s plight as she gently tickled under her toes, “Gitchiegitchiegitchie goooooo I've got your toesies!” 

“You’re not getting any more!” She whined, not wanting to use her magic in case she scared Nat, she just scrunched her toes up and shook her head.

The spy wasn't fazed, however, and tickled her nails along Wanda's arches, hunting for any particularly sensitive spots, and then managed to slide her socks off in a millisecond, attacking her bare feet, “Oh dear it seems we need better access to find the Scarlet Witch’s lost smile.” 

Wanda squeaked, reaching forward to try and shove Nat’s hands away, the arches of her feet almost breaking her. 

“The itsy bitsy spiders tickled Wanda’s feet. Down came the legs and danced a little bit. Out came her smile and chased away sad brain and she and Natasha could be best friends again,” the spy sang playfully, giving it her all as her fingers traced and then randomly skittered along her arches, above her heels and below her soles. 

The witch blushed, squealing whenever Nat would touch her arches, a few more giggles slipping out as she kept pulling at her legs.

The older woman then sat on her shins, gently turning, “Hmm let's give your feet a break and try somewhere else?” And with that, she tried jellyfishing and squeezing above her knees, and spidering around her thighs, ticklishly exploring and playing with Wanda. 

“Fuck!” She squeaked, the knee squeezing causing her to break a little more as she whined and let out a couple of light giggles, still attempting to shove at Natasha’s hands.

The ex-spy smirked, gentle as a feather but quick as lightning and secure as steel, Nat sat her knees on Wanda’s wrists, “Let's give your hands a little vacation, shall we? Some acupressure, let's call it.” The redhead smirked as she wiggled her fingers above the witch’s belly. 

Wanda squeaked when her hands were pinned, thankful that her knees were pretty much skipped, but squirmed around when Nat threatened her with an attack on her belly. “Noho…”

However, the redhead was playfully cruel, shrugging, “Okay!” And reached back to squeeze above her knees rapidly. Then, just as quickly, she fluttered lightly and slowly all over Wanda's tummy, “Oops changed my mind.” 

“FUHUHUCK!” Wanda yelped, the rapidly changing attacks causing her to crack, she kicked out and thrashed helplessly as she pulled at her hands whilst sucking her belly in, her thin shirt not helping.

Nat decided to go in for the “kill” and slowly and gently rolled Wanda's shirt up, “Uh oh peekaboo, I can see your tummy boop,” she smiled and gently poked around her belly to tease her, spidering her nails light and slow before suddenly sucking in air and, “PFFFFFTT!” Raspberrying just below her belly button, shaking her nose in as she raked her nails up and down the younger woman's sides. 

“NAHAHAHAT I HAHAHAHATE YOU SOHOHOHO MUHUHUCH!” Wanda screeched out, helpless, free laughter came out of her as she shook her head helplessly.

The Widow chuckled, letting her breath momentarily, “Aww you hate me? That's too bad, I looove you.” She giggled, curious to see what Wanda would say. 

“You… what?” Wanda asked after she took a moment to breathe, not knowing if she heard the Widow correctly or not.

Natasha tilted her head, gently brushing hair out of Wanda's face, “I've never actually said that to you? I love you, Wanda. You helped me believe in sisterhood again. The boys are family sure but you, you showed me sisterhood could exist and you're probably the main reason I was even able to repair my relationship with Yelena after we nearly strangled each other the first time in person after a decade or more.” 

She bit her lip, hesitant to believe her. “I-I- what?” She asked in disbelief.

The Widow looked at the witch softly, now laying on her to hug her tightly, trying to show she was sincere, “Yes, Wands…you did that for me. And you still do, I've just been absent and I'm truly sorry because I have really missed you.” 

“But what about Yelena? You grew up with her you’re finally reunited with her despite a rocky beginning.” Wanda asked, still hesitant to believe her.

The redhead smiled gently, “We've had a rocky forever. This is the closest to stability we've ever known besides little glimpses of “normal” sisterhood. But normal 13-year-olds don't fly planes with their sister crying and their parents shot or nearly so. And my relationship with her doesn't take away what you and I have or what we've built, and I'd like to make more memories with each of you maybe both of you together.” Natasha said softly, her voice hesitant but hopeful. 

“You’d want me to be included? But what about what i’ve done? I may panic and use my magic and scare everyone” Wanda asked quietly.

“Not Yelena and I, we've done horrible things too,” Nat assured as she pulled her closer, “We'll help you.” 

Wanda just went quiet for a moment. “You’re not going to give up on this, are you?” She asked.

Natasha smiled and rested her forehead on Wanda's, just like she'd do to reassure Yelena, “Nope.” Wanda couldn’t help but pause her stubbornness and that, she just sighed and briefly pulled away. “Whatever…”

The Widow smirked, and shook into the witch’s ribs, “All that and I get a whatever? A whatever?” She teased and began her playful attacks again. 

Wanda gasped, squealing as she broke into giggles again. “Yehehehes you dohohoho!”

She giggled at the witch and raspberried her neck and then cheekily nibbled her ribs, making Wanda screech with giggles and shove at her hands. “Okahahahay you wihihihin!”

Nat stopped immediately, pulling Wanda into a tight hug, almost into her lap as she moved off her. The witch assumed Nat wanted her that close was an accident and moved off her.

The Widow spoke this time, “Nooo, come here,” she said softly, trying to be lighthearted as she pulled the younger woman back into her lap and rocked her. 

Wanda bit her lip, not used to this type of affection, so hesitant to accept it. “But I am not a baby” she replied innocently.

“I'm not swaddling you, I'm just holding you,” Natasha said softly, the witch just shrugged, sitting there awkwardly. 

“Am I making you uncomfortable?” The redhead asked softly, rubbing her back. But Wanda shook her head. “I’m just not used to it…”

“We can work on that,” Nat assured her, holding her close. The witch sighed in response, pretty much giving in as she wanted to get closer to Natasha.

Just then a blonde head popped in the door, “Oh heeeey there you guys are. Wanda, would you like to be doing a movie night? Kate Bishop has just appeared and I am making the Mac and cheese, and I have extra hot sauce. Maybe a Sokovian like you appreciates my taste?” 

Nat smiled and rolled her eyes, chuckling, “What do you say, Wanda? Wanna save me from being a third wheel and their crazy antics?” 

Yelena’s mouth dropped open, and she reported playfully, “I did not say you could come, Natasha,” the blonde smirked and giggled. 

The redheaded widow raised her eyebrows, “Well, in that case, we'll stay here and let you and Kate clean up the popcorn fight you'll surely have on the couch.”

Yelena rolled her eyes, “Fine fine you may join. Wanda?” The blonde widow smiled at the witch, who widened her eyes in disbelief.

“Oh, uh, sure.” She replied quietly, but tugged Nat to come with her, feeling a little hesitant about this whole ordeal.

However, she was glad to step out of her comfort zone, as the evening was the start of what would soon be an incredibly close bond she didn’t realize she craved.

[chalterdh22]

Day 18: Wanda and Loki in Magic

Lee: Loki

Ler: Wanda/Scarlet Witch

Summary:  Wanda just wants a nice, quiet evening to herself, but Loki doesn’t seem to want that to happen.  In fact, he is making her life miserable.  Knowing all her powers and being told not to use them, how else can you take down a god?

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, so if that’s not your thing, don’t read.  This is also a means to torture someone.

Wanda had made so many great friends since “joining” the Avengers.  Although, she didn’t really consider herself one. She in fact loved her Vis and made some great friends.  One person she couldn’t stand though, was Loki……  He knew how to push her buttons, say comments that made her blood pressure sky rocket and on several occasions, almost got her in trouble with the group by using her powers on him to shut him up!  Fortunately, their meetings were few and far between.

On one particular day, Vision and she went to headquarters and Vis had to go with Stark to take care of something.  For once, there was no one else there, which actually made her comfortable.  She relaxed, picked up a random book, poured a glass of wine, and was just able to hang out and be “normal” for once.  Or so she thought.

In the midst of the wonderful silence she was enjoying, someone jumped out of nowhere and scared her half to death.  It was Loki, of course!  Ugh, she was thinking.  Go away. 

“Where is everyone at?  Did they go on some secret mission and leave you behind to watch the cat?” he asked, smirking, with his arms folded.  She was half tempted to completely ignore him, but she knew that wouldn’t last long.

“No,” she said calmly.  “Vis had some business to attend to with Tony.”

“So, they did leave you behind.  Hmm.”  She rolled her eyes and went back to her book.

“Oh, come on, you know you can’t ignore me forever, my love.  That reminds me, when will be going out on a date?  Now seem like a perfect time!”

“No thank you,” she growled.  “I’d rather be engulfed by fire.”

“Oooo.  Tempting, but no.  Not what I had in mind.” He leaned over on the couch and whispered in her ear.  She swung the book at him and missed of course, because he was a god and his reflexes where unbelievable.  How could she possibly ever get even with him from tormenting her?  She slumped back in the couch, seemingly defeated.

He sat down fully next to her, like right next to her, shoulder to shoulder.  She scooted away until she was at the other side of the couch where she couldn’t go any further.  He put an arm around her should and said, “This is nice.”  He was fully smiling at her, and she couldn’t move, or use her magic in the compound.  At least this is what she was told. 

Well, at least she wasn’t supposed to use her magic.  Again, she rolled her eyes, started to squirm, and said firmly, get off, and jabbed him the side of the ribs.  Not only did he jump back a good foot from her, but he also yelped and seemed a little off when she made contact with his side.  She slowly looked up at him and faced him head on.

“What was that?  I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, no, I uh, it just startled me is all.”  She was glaring at him.  And then, it just popped in her head.  Vis poked her quite often and it……… wait, did she just tickle him? 

“Loki,” she said with a serious look, “are you ticklish?”  She knew good and well though she couldn’t just reach out and grab him, because he would straight disappear.  So, before he could even say anything, she shot some red sparks from her hands, immobilizing him.

“What are you doing, Wanda?  You let me go this instant!”

“Really?  I’m surprised I haven’t done this sooner.  You are such a pain sometimes!  But now, I know your little secret.”  She leaned into his neck, so her breath was warm on him.  “You’re ticklish!”

“I am not!  How horrible of an accusation you have made, while I outta…….” And she silenced him immediately.

“That’s enough talking for you.  Let’s see, Vis and Tony won’t be home for at least a half hour.  And you want to spend time with me, I remember.  So, hmmm, how can we fill out time?  Definitely not with you talking!”  At this point, he was shaking his head, making all kinds of noise through his invisible gag and squirming to get his way out.

“Boy, it sure is good to be a witch sometimes.  Let’s see if I remember how to do this.  It’s been a while, so it might take me a few times to get it right!”  His eyes went wide when more red sparks came flying from her hands at his sides.  He let out a huge moan, almost like it hurt, but then she saw his shoulders shaking up and down and his eyes were squinting shut.  So, she struck him again, and again, and again, until he seemed like he couldn’t breathe properly.  She let the magic gag fall off now.

“How are you doing, oh god of mischief?”  He was breathing heavy, smiling from ear to ear, not that he wanted to.  He couldn’t help it.  He had really only been tickled like twice since he was so crafty and could disappear at will.  He never met a powerful witch like Wanda though.

“Ii-it’s inn your bbest interest to let me go go, nowww.”  He stuttered, barely getting the words out.

“Such tough words coming from someone who is completely under my control.  Now let’s see, where else can we test out I wonder? she said putting a finger to her mouth..

“I’m warning you, don’t.”

“Ooooh.  Scary.”  And just like that she shot more sparks, wrapping around his thighs and knees, squeezing over and over.  He was trying so hard not to laugh, so it came out more like yells and hard breaths.  He was also literally almost jumping out of the seat.  “Aww, aren’t you cute!”

“Stttoooooppp iittiittt ppuuuuhlleease!!!!”

“You said please, Loki!  Very good!”  So, she stopped, and he was laboring at this point, with his head hanging down.  She snuck up right in his face and made him jump, like she would reach out and touch him.

“Now, will you be a good boy and stop pestering me?  Or will this become a usual occurrence for us?”

Still breathing hard, he managed to whisper, “I’ll leave you alone, Wanda.  I swear.”

“Yeah, well I know how solid your word is Loki, but that will have to do for now.”  She sat back and removed her magical restraints.  Just then, Tony and Vision came walking in.

“Ah, look, it’s the two misfits getting along I see.”  Tony said walking in.

“Yeah, we were actually just having a nice conversation, weren’t we Loki?” she nudged him in the shoulder, and he glared at her.

“Yes, yes.  But unfortunately, I have to depart now.  Duty calls.”  He turned back to Wanda.  “I will see you later.  Thanks for the talk!”  And poof, he disappeared.

“What was that about, love?” Vis walked up to her and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Oh, nothing.  I think Loki just needed to relax a bit and I helped him with that.”