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gigglz · 4 months

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Peace and Quiet.

Lee!Peter Ler!Loki

(this is a tickle fic!! Purely fluff! NSFW don’t interact.)

Summary: Loki is trying to relax, but a little pesky teenager is bothering him with questions upon questions upon questions. God, someone make this kid shut up!

Author’s note: The fic is pretty short! Also this is my first fic in 6 months so im sorry if its not the best😭

Word count: 1.2k+

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It was a quiet evening. The Avengers were away on a mission, so Loki was left alone at the tower… or so he thought.

Loki was deep in the storyline of his current book of choice, relaxing peacefully on the couch as he read.

Suddenly, he heard the front door open as someone let themselves in.

Peter walked into the living room, where Loki was sitting. “Hey guys! I- oh…” He paused, looked around for a second, and then spoke again.

“Wheres.. uhm… wheres Mr.Stark?” Peter said nervously, clearing his throat.

Loki shrugged, not bothering to explain where the Avengers were.

“Okay well…” Peter stood there awkwardly for a few seconds before setting his backpack down near the entrance and walking over to the couch.

Peter plopped down, and Loki groaned silently.

Peter spoke “O-Oh i can move-“ “No, it’s fine.” Loki cut him off, a little irritated that his peace was disturbed.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, which Loki didn’t mind, but Peter, being Peter, couldn’t bare the silence.

“What’re you reading?” Peter turned to look at Loki.

“…A book.” Loki responded, lazily turning the page.

“Ah… nice… what book?” He asked more specifically.

Loki glanced at the cover “Lord of the Flies…” He went back to reading.

“Oh! Ive read that one!” Peter perked up.

Loki glanced at Peter. “…You have?”

“Yeah… a while ago.” Peter said enthusiastically.

“Hm.” Loki hummed and went back to reading.

Peter didn’t know what else to say, he was trying to make small talk, but that obviously didn’t work.

Peter spoke again, much to Lokis annoyance. “Can I ask you a question?” He blurted out.

Loki sighed, he thought maybe its just better to get this over with and then he can get back to his peace and quiet. “Go ahead.”

“Okay, cool. So… how… how is it like being here on earth and seeing all these stories about you?” Peter asked, he was genuinely interested.

Loki thought about it for a second. “…Its weird, but i am a god so i would expect no less.” Loki said, being his usual egoistical self.

“…Right.” Peter paused, and then asked again. “What were you thinking while trying to invade New York?”

Loki rolled his eyes. “I’ll let you know, that thats in the past. I’ve realized that being king of Earth would be pretty… underwhelming.”

Peter nodded, even thought he’s pretty sure Loki had just called ‘humans’ dumb he wasn’t going to press it. “Why are you still here? Why not go back to Asgard?”

Loki sighed, the kid was starting to get on his nerves. “I did go, but then i was imprisoned. So after that i decided to come here, lay low.”

Peter nodded again, feeling more relaxed around the ‘god’. “What are your powers?”

Loki turned another page, biting the inside of his cheek. Just a few more and then the kid will leave him alone. “I have many.”

“Like what?” Peter asked, resting his head on his hand and looking at Loki.

“…Illusions.” Loki was getting really irritated, he responded dryly.

“…And?” Peter leaned a little closer.

Loki sighed. “…shapeshifting.”

Peter looked at Loki like he was expecting something more. “Thats it?”

“No.” Loki answered.

Peter stared for a few seconds, waiting for Loki to say something more. “Then what else?”

Loki brought up his hand to rub his eyes. Why wont the kid shut up?? “Mind control.”

“Thats it?” Peter asks again.

Loki groans louder. “…no, thats not it.”

“What else?” Peter asks innocently, he really is just curious.

Loki keeps repeating the same two words in his head ‘don’t yell, don’t yell, don’t yell.’ “A lot more stuff.” Loki replies blandly.

Peter twists his head to the side “Like what?” He really wasn’t trying to annoy anyone, he just wanted to know.

Loki turns to look at the kid.

Peters curious expression turns to confusion. “…what?”

Loki murmurs something to himself. “…nothing.” He turns back to his.

“So…….. like mind control..?” Peter asks quietly.

Loki sighs. “I just said that.”

“Oh. Right….” Peter thinks for a second. “So.. teleportation?”

Loki closes his book, very annoyed. “Do you ever shut up??”

Peter is taken aback but the sudden outburst. “I- what..?”

Loki narrows his eyes. “You’re clearly disrupting me. Im trying to read. Don’t you know the others are on a mission? Why are you here???”

Peter scoots back a little. “I uh… i didn’t know..?”

Loki tries to calm down. “Go do something. I don’t know, go to Starks lab for gods sake!” He waves his hand dismissively.

“I would but uhh… its always locked.” Peter says, unaware of how annoyed Loki is.

Loki puts his head in his hands, reminding himself he isn’t allowed to hurt the boy.

Theres a moment of silence… before Peter breaks it. “…you want tea?”

Lokis eye twitches, thats it. “Im done. You’re done.” Loki grabs Peter’s ankle, and pulls him down flat on the couch.

Peter yelps. “W-waitwaitwait!!” Peter puts his hands in front of his face, to shield himself.

“Im not going to hurt you.” Loki says with an angry tone.

Peter removes his hands from in front of his face, a look of confusion plastered on it.

“Y’know Stark talks about you when he’s drunk. Its quite amusing, some valuable information he gives us.” Loki states, with and edge of amusement in his tone.

“W-what do you mean?” Peter asks nervously.

Loki groans at the question, enough with the questions. “This ought to calm you down.”

Before Peter can ask of what Loki means for the second time, he sees Lokis hands dart to his sides.

Peter yelps. “Wait! No! Hold on!”

“Shut up.” Loki starts squeezing Peter’s sides rapidly.

“Gahah! Wahait!” Peter squirms, trying to fight Lokis hands off.

“Don’t try and fight me.” As he sees the kid laughing he cant help but smirk to himself.

“Wai-no! Plehease! Im-nahaha!” As Peter tries to form words in between his laughter Loki chuckles.

“Oh now you decide to shut up?” Loki says teasingly.

Peter shakes his head, his cheeks becoming a warm shade of pink.

“No? Youre not going to shut up?” Loki hums, switching to tickle his stomach instead.

“AHAH! Thahats not what ihi meheheant!!” As Peter squirms wildly Loki has a harder time holding onto him.

“Tell me youre not going to bother me anymore, then ill let you go.” Loki says in a monotone voice, yet theres a slight smirk present on his face.

Peter nods, too busy laughing to actually say it.

“Nonono, say it. I want to hear it.” Loki doesnt let up, his hands moving even faster.

“I cahaHANT!!” Peter threw his head back from laughter.

“Thats too bad then.” Loki suddenly dipped his hands into Peters armpits.

Peter practically howled. “OKAY OKAY OKAY!! FUHUHUCK!!” Peter shook his head violently. “IM NOHOT- IM NOT GOING TO BOHOTHER YOHOHOUAHAHA!” Peters whole body shook from laughing so much.

Loki stopped after a few seconds, chuckling.

Peter gasped for air. “Man… ah…”

Loki picked his book back up, flipping a page, smirking. “Had enough?”

Peter nodded, getting up.

“Good. Now run along, or do you want to go for round two?” Loki looked up from his book, locking eyes with Peter.

“No! No. Im good. So good.” Peter quickly got up from the couch.

Loki nodded, going back to his book.

Peter quickly went to get his backpack and went upstairs. He was definitely not going to bother the trickster god again… or at least that's what Loki thought.

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skyloladoodles · 23 hours

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Peter’s Tummy troubles

This is a SFW tickle fic!! Of Peter getting gentle comfort and tickles from his mentor and father figure Mr. Stark.

lee!Peter and ler!tony

A/N: I just finished writing this story of Peter getting comfort tickles and affectionie from Tony! I myself is feeling a bit sick with a cold, and my forehead and sore throat not feeling well. I was thinking of Tony comforting Peter and it made me feel happy. So I wrote a fic of it ^_^ My neckie still feels a bit sore writing dis but it's okay!

Grab your cup of coffee, or tea, and jump on in with the story!

Peter's tummy was hurting real baddie. Petie didn't know why. Could it be because of the breakfast he ate in the morning? Training? Webbing aroundie new York city? A flu?

It sucked. Peter was looking forward to seeing Mr. Stark after school. Peter was thinking he couldn't make it at all if his stomach was in pain this badly.

Peter groaned in pain and grunted opening his free palm and swiped a web out and started to swing around the city, the layout in his head the direction he was heading to was Tony's tower.

Yes, even though Peter was in terrible pain he still had energy to go to Tony's tower. Peter didn't want to miss a day of not spending time with Tony at all. Stomach aching wasn't anything new to the spider-teen.

Peter mumbled incorporated words without thinking about what he said and summersaults into the air and lands back onto his feet standing up Infront of Me Starks tower.

Peter looked up at the side of the super awesome tower where he and the avengers stay and Peter blinked his eyes. He didn't have enough energy to swing all the way up to the tower this time..

Yet Peter is too stubborn to listen to his body telling him to calm down. Peter grumbles rolling his eyes being fed up with his upset tummy.

Peter raises his hand and shooted out a web pointed upwards all the way to the top of the Avenger's tower which he carefully calculated to stick right there, Peter gets launched into the air very high off the ground and accidently slips in thin air.

Peter squeaks in surprise looking down, he's very high up and he didn't want his sleep deprived self to fall down and Peter quickly released another one of his webs and safely went in the window.

Peter sighed of relief and swung his bag onto the sofa. The room Peter was in, is the living quarters of the Avengers Tower.

This quarter was Peters favourite! There's almost at least one or two of the avengers hanging around talking to each other or watching TV, playing games. Peter sometimes spends time watching to keep himself entertained.

Peter wondered around the room for 10 minutes until he remembered his tummy was still hurting. Peter whimperd in pain. Peter was trying to avoid seeing Tony, Peter didn't want his mentor seeing him looking down because of a tummy ache. Peter certainly doesn't want to go through the very-much-embarrassing explainationn Mr Stark wanted an answer to.

Before Peter can have a next thought. Peter's body was sub consciously walking to where he was thinking Tony was most likely to be. Peter was walking down the corridor in a different direction to where every other room is.

Peter grumbles and face planted his head on Tony's front door of the lab and his head ache was getting increasingly worse. It was horrible. Peter wanted his head ache to get out of his system, and his tummy ache gone.

Peter bites his lips and whimpers, weakily knocking on Tony's door.

Tony from the inside of his lab perked his head up hearing the soft knock, Tony didn't think twice on who it might be. The type of knocking styles from everyone who knocks on his door — Tony can tell who it might be in due time.

Tony's thoughts come to a close and gently wraps his hands around the inner door handle and unlocks the door with the door opening. Tony looks down seeing his mentee Peter. In the first second of Tony's eyes staring at Peter. Tony can sense the amount of pain Peter is feeling.

Tony didn't like seeing Peter be unwell at all. Peter is like a son to Tony, he does not want his mentee/son to feel unwell anymore. Peter looked up at Tony with puppy dog eyes and Peter instantly picked Peter up into his arms.

No matter how old Peter is, teenager or not. Tony will never say no to wrapping Peter inside his comforting arms, Peter didn't have enough energy to fight back.

Tony walked calmly and gently to the newly brought bean bags he brought specifically for him and Peter when ever they work together in the lab.

Tony sat down making sure not to hurt Peter in any way, and held Pete close to his chest. Tony strokes his soft palm against Peter's back and Peter deliberately melted against Mr Stark's touch.

Peter was feeling a bit better.

Tony smiled watching Peter looking so freaking cute at enjoying, his palm on Peter's back.

Peter smiled to himself despite still feeling some pain in his head and his stomach but Peter couldn't care less. Tony's back rub felt like a cold ice-cream sundae on a summer afternoon.

Peter hummed pleasantly, and Tony chuckled slightly hearing Peter be happy and over the moon at his back getting rubs. Tony lifts his left hand and rubs his thumb finger across Pete's forehead and Peter wiggles slightly but still in a happy soft mood.

Tony gives a small fond tiny kiss on Pete's forehead and Peter giggles weakily into Tony's chest and Tony chuckles along with Peter.

Tony talks very softly to Peter and rocks Peter back and fourth while Tony gently running Peter's back and forehead. “Feeling any better sweet pea?“

A small happy tired mumble comes out of Peter's mouth to answer Tony's gentle question as a full yes.

Tony's mouth curls upwards and smiles to himself. Listening to the very small happy sounds coming from the teen. Tony nuzzles his head on Pete's neck and Peter let's out the most sweetest giggles, Tony has ever had coming from Peter.

Tony's heart melts watching Peter fall into a soft light giggle fit. Tony smiled and shakes head head not help wanting to hear Peter giggle more. Tony gets a light bulb in his head. Now he knows how to cheer up Peter. Tickles! Tickles cheer up Peter in no time and Peter will get his favourite places getting tickles! Good idea right?

It was a good idea! Tony wiggles his index finger on Peter's neck and Peter giggles softly into Tony's chest, squiggling in Tony's arms.

“M'ster....- Stahahark nohoho“ Peter giggles and his hands turn into fists pounding on Tony's chest gently. Peter was wiggling softly against Tony and Tony can not be any more happy on how happy tickling Peter was changing Pete's mood from sad to happy and light giggles.

“Hey kid, for the millionth time it's Tony.“ Tony laughs fondly and bends his index and thumb finger to lightly poke Peter's shoulder and Peter laughs silently with a small blush on his face. “Let me spell it out for you, it's a T- to the O-N-Y~! Not thaaaaaat hard for you right Peter?“

“You sound SOHOHO baahahad!“ Pete giggled at Tony teaching him how to say Tony's own name. Peter already know it's just saying ’Mr Stark’, Peter feels more close to Tony. “And, Nohoho you can't make mehehe!“ Peter sassed against to Tony's ’helpful’ singing. “Old man!“

Tony gasped dramatically (playfully) to his kid's many remarks in the same giggly behaviour. Tony points his hand to himself like he has gotten rejected, and Peter finds this hilarious. The look on Tony's face looks so surprised and shocked. Peter is laughing his heart out.

Tony blinks his eyes to register his thoughts. Tony knew his singing was ’bahahad’, Tony is chuckling to himself in agreement and Peter is grinning much to his own pridefulness. One thing Tony is a bit ompf about is getting called old man. Tony knew Peter knew what he was doing because now....

Tony growled playfully forming his right hand to a claw and Peter squeaks at the sight of Tony's wiggly fingers and Peter giggling lightly.

“Wahaahit. Wait wait wait Misheheter Stark I'm sorry! I didn't mean it it it it was a joke you know!“ Peter giggles panicking and wiggles left to right. Peter is still feeling pain from his tummy so he doesn't want to move around all too much.

“Yeah I know" Mr Stark grins but his eyes show so much foness for Peter. Tony says softly to Peter. “Your tummy hurts right? This should help you.“

Tony places his hand on Peter 's soft tummy and rubs his full palm around on Pete's tummy. Peter giggles silently and melts into the touch.

Usually, as you know. Peter would've been giggling non stop but this type of tickling makes Peter feel sleepy and happy.

Tony circles his finger around Peters tummy, moving his finger up and down to his lower tummy and upper tummy. Peter gently closes his eyes with a sleepy smile on his face.

Peter was slowly feeling better being in Tony's arms. His tummy from being hurt to feeling happy. It might not be fully well but with Tony's gentle rubbing, Peter can feel a bit better. Happy thoughts filled inside Peter's head as Tony kisses, Peter's forehead softly and rubs Peter's tummy with his free hand.

Tony leans back on the wall and Peter drifts into sweet, calm, gentle sleep.

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dispatchdcu · 4 months

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joekirby · 2 years

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a-simple-lee · 5 years

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Sleepover

Marvel/MCU

Lee!Peter Parker, ler!Reader

Synopsis: a simple disagreement at Peter's apartment escalates into a rather one-sided tickle fight, which results in some unexpected discoveries for both you and Peter.

Author's Note: thank you to the anon who requested this!! It was really refreshing to write this scenario from the 'ler's perspective for a change! Hope you like it!

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'Don't. Say. It.' You warn, sitting forward on the floor as Peter grins; the room is getting dark as sun sets over Queens - one of you should probably turn a light on, but neither of you can be bothered, way too engaged in your debate. Aunt May is spending the weekend away, so you're staying overnight, since Ned couldn't make it.

'I'm gonna say it-'

'Don't. I'll-' A pause. The thought crosses your mind; you brush is away. The thought comes back. Screw it. You're in a 'ler mood, and you need to make someone laugh.

'I'll tickle you. Don't say it.'

Peter's eyes tell a story within the span of a nanosecond. They widen slightly; he almost backs down. Then, a glimmer of resignation; he's decided it's worth it. He opens his mouth. You interject.

'What, you want me to tickle you that badly?'

Your friend seems to hesitate, but ignores you, making direct eye contact as he continues.

'…Star Wars is, and always will be, better than Star Trek.' His expression is one akin to a hero who knows they're falling for a noble cause. He moves to get up - you're one step ahead, immediately tackling him, laughing as he yelps in surprise.

'Take it back!' You command, wrapping arms around Peter's torso. The pair of you descend into an utter mess, limbs flailing and shouting lost inbetween bouts of laughter. Before Pete has a chance to fight back, your fingers close around his sides, expertly tweaking and poking his torso to elicit a string of desperate giggles.

'Wahahait, wahahahait!' He cries, hands pushing at your wrists. There's no hint of panic in his voice, so you guess it's just a plea for mercy.

'Nah,' you grin, trying to gauge where his ticklish spots are. Your fingers trek upwards to tease his ribs, tickling between each one; you note how his laughter hitches when you go for a spot towards the back of an upper rib, and focus your attention on that, earning a string of panicked 'no's and a few hiccups. His laugh is practically addictive: sweet, and gentle, and downright adorable. You glance at Peter's face.

Oh no.

Hair messed up, eyes scrunched up slightly in mirth, a smile lighting up his features. He's blushing, hard, and you notice he hasn't said anything in a while. It's entrancing, watching him laugh. You have to rip your gaze away, trying not to stare.

'Jeez, Pete, how ticklish are you?'

'Ahahaha-okahahay, okay! I'm sorry, okahahay!' Your hands retreat; your mind is reeling, unsure how to process tickling someone properly for the first time in a while. Peter's residual giggles are the only thing keeping you grounded as you tap his shoulder.

'Hey, apology accepted. But don't make me tickle you again; you're too easy to wreck.'

If you didn't know any better, you'd say Peter looks borderline insulted, but something about his expression tells you it's more than that. You can't tell what.

'I fought back, sorta!'

'Please, you cannot call that a tickle fight.' A beat. The both of you sit still for a moment, one of you getting their breath back.

'Don't say that word.' Peter is still blushing.

'What word?'

'…the-you know, the…the one starting with t.'

'Tickle?'

'Yeah, that one.' He practically folds in on himself. Adorable.

'Did you seriously just avoid saying tickle?'

'Stop saying it!'

'That is too cute.'

No response, only an incoherent noise of complaint.

'Alright, sorry, I'll stop saying the…t-word.' You don't know why it came out like that, but you suppose it's not exactly a giveaway,

Peter freezes. 'Wait-'

'Yeah?'

'Did-you, um- this is gonna sound weird, but did you hear that from somewhere?' He asks, getting up and heading to the light switch.

You didn't think it was possible to feel the colour leaving your face.

'You mean, did I hear-'

'T-word. Did you hear it from somewhere?' Maybe he's asking about something else, you frantically reason. Nonetheless, asking your own question couldn't do too much harm.

'Wait, are you referring to what I think you're-'

'Maybe?'

'-are you a-'

'…'Lee?' Peter utters hesitantly, not quite meeting your gaze. Your heart stops. The light comes on.

'-'ler. I'm Uh- I'm a 'ler.'

The rest of the evening blurs into one of the warmest memories you'll ever make. It gets later and darker outside, but the two of you are way too engaged in your debate to go to bed.

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fanficsandfluff · 2 years

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“…don’t you dare.”

(Peter 3 to Peter 2)

I haven't touched the ones sitting in my inbox since starting my Encanto fic, so I'll now be getting to some of these. Thank you for your patience.

(NOT ACCEPTING) Send me an ask with the first sentence of a fanfic and I’ll write the next five...

(you will see that I am handling the "next five" part very loosely lol)

"... don't you dare."

"Oh, I dare," Peter 2 responded with a funny quirk of his eyebrow and a grin spreading across his lips.

Both Peters sat still and stiff, as if they were trying to out-wait the other's spider senses for movement detection.

It was Peter 2 who made the first move and Peter 3 turned out to not be as quick as he hoped against a mirror Spider-Man. He was pulled back onto the couch and wrists were bundled up in one of Peter 2's hands.

"Make that noise again," Peter 2 teased, using his free hand to stroke one finger up and down Peter 3's side.

"St-Stohop!" Peter 3 whined and he twisted and wriggled like a worm on a hook. It didn't help when his captor dug two fingers into the space between his bottommost ribs. Peter 3 yelped.

"You're almost there. Not quite like that, though, it was more squeaky..." Peter 2 contemplated before scratching all his fingers up Peter 3's ribs, approaching the other's armpits. Peter 3's arms that sat in front of him, wrists pinned, jerked suddenly and hard, pulling back to try and shield his armpits.

"Squ-Squeaky!?" Peter 3 choked out, offended.

"Yeah. Hold still," Peter 2 fully straddled his variant and lifted those wrists up over his head, without much protest, believe it or not. Hm.

"Duhude! Dude, no, come on, Pete. Dohon't, I just flinched before, that's all!"

"You're not making a good case for yourself," Peter 2 said with his innocent-as-ever smile and look on his face. A nice guy til the end.

The minute Peter 3 felt fingers stroking up and down and in circles into his armpits, he was done for. He was shrieking and snorting, and making any other fathomable embarrassing noise.

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marvelouslyfluffy · 3 years

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Studying Secrets

Peter Parker x Reader

After pulling an all-nighter with Peter Parker, you wake to discover a big secret that he makes you promise not to tell.

Word Count: 1,200

You and your best friend Peter had been studying for hours. Your finals were tomorrow and both of you were pulling an all-nighter at Peter’s apartment to be extra prepared. You yawned, rubbed your eyes, and slowly turned to check the clock on Peter’s night stand. It was 3:00 AM.

“I can’t do it anymore, Peter. I have to get some sleep,” you said groggily.

“But, what about the Pythagorean Theorem?” Peter asked.

“I’m literally about to collapse from exhaustion,” you whined.

“Come on, we’re so close!” he protests, somehow still full of energy. Peter had been working on a caffeine patch at his internship at Stark Industries and decided to test them out tonight. Maybe they were working a little too well.

“How about this? I’ll take a thirty minute nap, then we can look it over. Deal?” you replied, your eyelids barely open.

“Ok, deal. I’ll just look over some more of these chemical compounds and then...”Peter’s voice faded as you laid your forehead on your arm and drifted off to sleep at your desk.

...

“Y/N?” You felt Peter gently shake you. You realized you are in Peter’s bed. Now that you were gaining consciousness, you were becoming too comfortable. You slowly turned away from the sound of Peter’s voice.

“Come on Y/N, wake up,” Peter said a little more insistent. You shake your head, enjoying the warmth of the blanket. “Fine, I guess we’ll do things the hard way.” You suddenly felt the blanket whisked off your body, the newfound coldness almost shocking. You immediately got into fetal position, trying to preserve some of the warmth. You then felt something kind of sticky grab your back and pull you across the room in mid-air. You landed at Peter’s feet with a thud. As you tried to figure out what just happened, you looked up to see him gasping for air from laughing so hard.

“What was that!?” you asked, pushing yourself up to stand.

“What was what?” Peter replied, still trying to catch his breath. You looked at him in confusion.

“That!” You point to the bed. “How did that happen?”

“I-I just pulled you over here.” You noticed him begin to get nervous as his eyes shifted in every direction and placed his hands behind his back.

“But there was something sticky on my back,” you insisted.

“I..don’t know what that could’ve been,” he looked down in the direction of his hidden hands.

“What are you hiding, Peter?” you asked.

“Hiding? N-nothing,” he laughed nervously. You walked closer to him, your eyebrows furrowed in disbelief. Peter’s eyes began to widen as you backed him into a corner. He revealed his left hand to poke your belly. You squeaked and backed off your pursuit. A playful grin spread across Peter’s face as he continued to poke around your torso, his right hand still behind his back. As you continued to back away, you tripped, landing on the bed. Peter hesitated for just a moment until deciding to reveal his other hand. As he sat on your legs and attempted to pin you down to continue his attack, you noticed an unusual looking bracelet on his right hand.

“Wait, wait, wait! What’s with the bracelet?” you asked, mesmerized by it’s unique shape. Peter removed his hands from your wrists.

“Oh, just something Mr. Stark gave me,” He used his two middle fingers to press the circular piece in the center of his palm. The same sticky feeling that was on your back was now all over your hand.

“Ew!” you shrieked in disgust. You grabbed a tissue from Peter’s night stand and began to wipe it off. As you looked closer at it, it reminded you of a spider web. Your jaw and eyes opened wide as a thought crossed your mind.

“What?” Peter asked, confused at your expression.

“Are you...Spider-Man?” you whispered. He looked down, rubbed the back of his neck, and looked up as he nodded.

“No way!” you exclaimed. Peter shushed you and you covered your mouth. “That’s really cool.”

“You can’t tell anybody,” Peter warned worriedly.

“You know I’m terrible at keeping secrets,” you replied.

“This is one you have to keep! I could get in big trouble if too many people know.” You saw fear in his eyes and realized how serious this was. “Do you promise to keep it a secret?”

“I guess,” you replied cheekily and began to giggle.

“You guess?” Peter furrowed an eyebrow. “I need a definite yes. Guess I’ll have to make you say it.”

Peter took off the bracelet and began to dig into your sides.

“Peheheheter!”Your giggling went up in pitch.

“I’m not stopping until you promise to keep the secret.”

“Whahat, that you’re Sp-Ahhahahaha!” You tried to tease, but Peter formed claws on your belly. Your laughter increased in volume as you tried to push his hands away.

“Nope, I’m not letting you say it. Promise me!” You can’t form any words from laughing so much as his claws continued their attack. “Don’t make me go to your worst spot,” he threatened in sing-song. Your laughter keeps you from saying anything. “Fine, you leave me no choice.” He shifted down your legs, now having access to your knees as you got a few moments to catch your breath. Your eyes became as big as saucers when you realized what he was about to do.

“Peter, no. Nonononono!” you begged as he placed one hand on each of your knees.

“Y/N, yes. Yesyesyesyesyes!” he playfully mocked as he rapidly squeezed just above your kneecaps.

“AHHAHAHAHAHA! PETER, STOHOHOHOHOP!” you shrieked.

“Only if you promise you won’t tell anyone,” he replied.

“OKOKOK, I PROMIHIHIHISE!”

“You’re sure?”

“YEHEHEHES, PLEASE STOHOHOHOP!”

Peter finally let go and you gasped for air. He got off your legs and sat at the foot of the bed, giving you a minute to catch your breath. You sat up beside him and playfully punched his arm. He chuckled and starting bouncing in his seat, proud of the work he had just done.

“How do you still have so much energy?” you asked. He lifted the left sleeve of his hoodie to reveal three caffeine patches on his forearm.

“See? They work!” Peter exclaimed proudly.

“I guess they do. But after school, you are the one that will be taking a nap.” You poked his side and he flinched and giggled. You both suddenly heard the alarm on Peter’s clock.

“Oh man, we’re going to miss the bus!” Peter shouted.

It took you both less than a minute to cram all of your books and notes in your backpacks. After hastily putting your shoes on, Peter flung the bedroom door open and you both ran down the stairs and out to the bus stop as fast as you could. You got to the bus stop just in time as the driver slowed to a stop. You both found an empty seat and flopped into it, now out of breath. You now had enough adrenaline coursing through you that equaled ten caffeine patches. After learning Peter’s secret, you weren’t sure if you would be able to focus on any test. But, at least you would be awake.

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dispatchdcu · 8 months

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The Amazing Spider-Man vol 1 12 (1964) . Unmasked by Doctor Octopus . Written and Edited by Stan Lee Art by Steve Ditko Lettered by Artie Simek . Spider-Man had a bad cold and was unmasked by Doctor Octopus, but no one would believe that Peter Parker was Spider-Man. When Peter's cold was gone the next day, he found and defeated Doc Ock... . #SpiderMan #amazingspiderman #doctoroctopus #steveditko #stanlee #60s #avengers #spectacularspiderman #PeterParker #DocOck (på/i New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce5AsGRKEJi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Encargos de diferentes personajes: Batman Beyond, El Supervisor, Spiderman, Moby Dick, Kraven, Los Eternos de Sandman y el agente Howards de AIDP . Commissions of different characters: Batman Beyond, Taskmaster, Spiderman, Moby Dick, Kraven, Sandman´s The Endless and Agent Howards from the BPRD comics. ENCARGOS/ COMMISSIONS http://victorsantoscomics.blogspot.com.es/p/prices-for-guidance-inked-210-x-297-mm.html

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Hide and Seek ~Tickle Edition

Part 7 of the series "Keeping Her"

This is a TICKLE series. If you're not into that, you don't have to read.

PLATONIC Peter Parker x reader

Warnings: none

Requested By: @notmeblahh

Summary: Peter and Y/n decide to play hide and seek one night at the Avengers facility. Peter suggests a twist to make the game more thrilling, but is he willing to play fairly?

It was Saturday night and you left your room to see what everyone was up to. You walked through the halls of the Avengers facility, or just your home as you saw it, looking in the bedrooms to find them all empty. When you got to Peter’s room you noticed the light was on under the door. You knocked and a few seconds later, Peter opened it. He seemed to just have been relaxing like you were. You quickly noticed his hair was longer than usual and super curly.

“Y/n! I was just about to come and find you!” Peter said, opening the door for you to come into his room.

“I’ve been kind of bored, to be honest. I thought you’d be with Tony.” You said, walking into his room and sitting in his desk chair.

“He’s having a date night with Pepper, so we finished working early.” Peter explained.

You smiled at Peter. You loved his curly hair. It was so endearing. Peter noticed you staring at him and gave you a questioning look.

“Why are you staring, Y/n?” Peter asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Y-Your curls! I had no idea your hair could do that! It's so cute!” You gushed. You jumped out of the chair and began trying to reach up to ruffle his hair.

Peter laughed sweetly and bent down to let you play with his hair.

“I really want to do something fun, Y/n. Do you have any ideas?”

You stopped playing with Peter’s hair and thought for a moment.

“Oh! We could play hide and seek again!” You exclaimed.

Peter’s face lit up. He always loved playing hide and seek in the Avengers’ facility.

“Yes! I’d love to! But since it’s just the two of us, we have to make it even more fun..” Peter trailed off raising his eyebrow and wiggling his fingers at you.

You blushed like crazy.

“Aww nooo Peter I know what you’re thinking!” You backed away, covering your sides and scrunching your shoulders.

“Hide and Go Seek: Tickle Edition! Y/n’s favorite!” Peter teased.

“It’s nahahat my favorite!” It is in fact your favorite.

“You better go hide before I tickle you to death!” He threatened, inching closer to you.

You were giggling like mad. You backed up to the edge of his bed and slid down it, not taking your eyes off Peter, making sure he wouldn’t get you. You crawled away before scrambling to your feet and running out of the room. Peter began to count to ninety, giving you plenty of time to find a challenging hiding spot in the enormous building.

You tried to sneak quietly down the hall, but still move fast. Peter had an advantage: enhanced hearing. However, you had an advantage as well, you knew this building better than anyone, except Tony. You’ve spent a long time exploring it, since you lived here. You made your way into the library. It was dark. You hid in a snug crevice between a desk and a bookshelf, after moving a plant in front of it. You really had the perfect spot and thought he may not find you for a long time. He might even give up. If he did find you, though, you knew he’d reduce you to a puddle. He is so good at tickling that the very thought of it made your stomach flip and your face heat up. This made you anxious, even in your awesome hiding spot. You pictured him crawling down the wall behind you or the tall bookshelf to your right and snatching you up. Your heart was pounding and you tried your hardest to relax so he wouldn’t hear it if he entered the library.

You watched the clock on the wall. Twenty minutes had passed and you were confident he was going to give up. You were so proud, until you heard the click of the library door echo through the large room. Your heart started to pound again and you tried your best to relax and have confidence in your spot.

“Y/n/nnnnn.” It was Peter. “I can sense that you’re in here. If you come out now, I will go easy on you!”

You were NOT going to move. No way. You watched through the leaves as Peter searched around the library. You held your breath as he walked extremely close to you. He moved on and headed toward the exit. When he was out of sight, you heard the door open and close. You let out a sigh of relief. A few seconds later, the quite heavy potted plant was lifted in front of you.

“Gotcha!” Peter boomed.

You screamed and tried to make a run for it, but you were caught by Peter in an instant and he threw you over his shoulder.

“What do you think you’re doing trying to run away? That’s not how the game works.” Peter growled playfully.

“I know. I’m sorry. I was just scared.” You said sweetly, laying your head on his shoulder. Maybe he’d go easy on you if you were being cute. You knew Peter had a soft spot for you.

Peter knew what you were trying to do, though, and he had to look around a giant building for over twenty minutes for you. Plus, he loved reducing his best friend to a giggly mess with tickles.

“Scared? Why? It’s not like I was going to tickle you…but I am now.” He teased, dropping you down on the couch in the living room.

You tried your hardest to cover your torso, and you were already laughing, anticipating his tickles.

“Stop it, Y/n! This is part of the game!” Peter said through gritted teeth, pretending to be angry.

He effortlessly pried your arms away from you and straddled your legs.

“Now, where should I start?” Peter asked, cracking his knuckles. You were already so flustered that you were sure you were as red as a tomato. “Oh I know… here!” Peter began tickling your underarms and you collapsed into hysterical laughter, trapping his hands under your arms and you couldn’t help but squeeze them to your sides.

“Mwahahaha!” Peter laughed his hilarious fake evil laugh. He then surprised you by darting his fingers down to your sides, making you squeal and thrash before falling back into your laughter. That familiar feeling rushed through your nervous system as Peter tickled you to pieces, scribbling into your tummy.

“Aww it’s Y/n’s ticklish tummy! My favorite!” Peter teased, continuing to wiggle his fingers into your tummy.

“PEHEHEHETERRR IHIHIHI’M GONNAHAHAA DIIIE!” You screamed. You couldn’t stand how much it tickled.

Peter chuckled.

“I promise you’re not going to die. It just tickles a lot!” Peter reassured you, before swirling into your belly button, gently tickling through your shirt.

You blushed and tried to hide your face, giggling as it tickled so much.

“Aww does Y/n have a ticklish belly button? Tickle tickle tickle tickle!”

“STAHAHAP! Nohohooo!” You whined.

You knew Peter was trying to embarrass you. He liked to give you a hard time every once in a while, because he knew you secretly loved the playfulness.

“Stop? Well, I guess I could count your ribs!” Peter decided and began to wiggle each rib he counted.

“Peheheeterrr! Hahhhaha I CAHAHAHN’T TAHAHAKE IHIHIT!” You squealed as you fought to breathe.

Peter laughed and let you catch your breath for a moment, and then began full-on scribbling your ribs in the most ticklish way possible as your belly laughter poured out of you and filled the room.

“Does this tickle, Y/n? Huh?” Peter teased as he tickled all over your ribs and sides.

Your laughter turned silent and Peter let up, laughing along with you.

“Aww okay, that was a little mean. Hahaha are you okay?” Peter asked.

“Yeah I’m good!” You laughed, catching your breath and playfully pushing him. You still had a lot of energy and you were ready to find him and get your revenge.

Peter smiled to himself. It really made him happy to see you were having so much fun like he was. Most people would get salty or tired, but Y/n is just a happy and energetic person with a good heart.

“It’s your turn to hide, Peter!” You announced, jumping to your feet.

“Alright, but you aren’t allowed to tickle me when you find me!” Peter joked, crossing his arms.

“Oh no! I am so gonna tickle you, Pete! Just you wait!” You challenged.

Peter rolled his eyes.

“Ohhh fine, but that’s only if you find me.”

“Also, please don't climb walls or anything, and hide where I can’t even get you, okay? Because that’s not fair for me.” You said.

“Alright, deal.” Peter smirked.

You counted to ninety and searched high and low for Peter for nearly thirty minutes. You were frustrated but were not giving up. Meanwhile, Peter hid in a low cabinet in the kitchen, which you hadn’t checked yet. You thought it was too obvious for him to hide in there. Peter kept himself occupied, by scrolling on his phone with low brightness and low volume.

You turned a corner and saw the elevator door open and Tony walk out.

“Hi Y/n/n. You seem like you’re up to no good.” He said, squishing your face. He knew it would make you giggle and he smirked when it did.

“Ihihi- I’m playing hide and seek with Peter. I’ve been looking for thirty minutes!”

“Ah, I see. Maybe he’s on the ceiling somewhere.” Tony suggested as he looked up.

“No. I told him not to, so that way it’ll be fair when I find him. I’ll have to be able to reach him.”

“Why would you need to reach him?” Tony asked.

You blushed. “Um because the game is when you get found, you get tickled.”

Tony laughed and glanced down at his phone. “Check the kitchen.” He winked and gave you a pat on the back.

You rushed toward the kitchen and found him. He screamed because you startled him and you both laughed hysterically. He came out of his hiding spot and took off running, but you jumped on his back right as he entered the living room.

“No cheating!” You shouted.

“Fiiiine!” Peter whined, laying on the carpet.

You straddled Peter and began tickling his tummy, causing him to scream and thrash, and he turned into a puddle of laughter under your fingertips. He nearly bucked you off, but he tried his best not to. You were laughing along with him at his adorable reactions, but made a mistake. You tried to tickle his armpits- his worst spot.

“AHAHAHAAA NOOOHOHO! Nooo way!” Peter shouted, using his strength to fight past the tickles and tackle you to the carpet.

“NO PETER! NO FAIR! You can’t do that!” You cried.

“Oh yeah? Watch me.” Peter sassed, before scritching under your arms, making you squeak with laughter.

You knew exactly what you had to do, but it was too hard to get away as Peter was once again reducing you to a puddle of laughter.

“I’m sorry, Y/n but I’m the evil tickle monster! You can’t tickle me!” He sneered, squeezing your thighs.

Your infectious laughter fell silent and you felt as if you were glued to the carpet, but how dare Peter do this? It was so unfair! Determination filled you and you were going to win this.

Peter then leaned down to give you a raspberry on your tummy. You saw it as your opportunity, but he blew the first one, making you squeal and giggle. Right as he was about to blow the next one, you slipped away and took off, sprinting down the hall.

“Y/N! GET BACK HERE!” Peter yelled, running after you.

“TONY! TONY! HELP HELP HELP!” You screamed, running toward the lab where you prayed he was.

“NO! NO Y/N! PLEASE! NOOOOOO!” Peter freaked out, still chasing you. He knew if you got to Tony he was toast. He had to catch you.

“TONY TONY TONY HEEELP!”

You ran as fast as you could, calling for Tony desperately. You couldn’t take anymore of Peter’s tickling. He deserved to be tickled back.

“TONY HELP! TONY! Steeeve mooove!” You shouted, pushing past Steve.

Steve was very confused as he saw you rush past him, and then Peter after you. He shook his head and leaned into the room next to him. “Buck, come get your daughter.”

You knew you had to get Tony, even though Steve would have been able to help you. Tony was the one who would get Peter the best.

You arrived at the lab door and tried to open it, but it was locked. You banged on the glass.

“TONY SAVE ME!” You turned around and saw Peter running toward you and just as he was about to snatch you up, Tony caught him. You cheered, pumping your fist in the air.

“Hellooo Peter! Not playing nice are you?” Tony questioned, squeezing him.

Peter looked at you and gave you a pouty face.

“You really got me, Y/n.” Peter chuckled, knowing he was done for.

Tony laid him on the ground. Peter knew better than to try to run away.

“Alright Y/n let me tire him out for you and then you can tickle him properly.” Tony said as he attacked Peter’s tummy.

You were shocked as you watched Tony tickle his mentee/son to pieces. It was really adorable how he just knew all of Peter’s tickle spots.

“Aww come on Spider-Man! You can’t be so ticklish!” Tony teased him as Peter giggled the most adorable high pitched giggles.

“Mr. Stahaharrk! Pleheheheesee! I’m sohohohrryyyy!”

“You can’t be mean to Y/n! You have to play nice, Mister Curls!” Tony lectured as he scribbled all over Peter’s torso.

“I knohohohooww! AHH! NOHOHOHO!” Peter lost it as Tony dug into his armpits, making Peter thrash and silent laugh. After a while, Tony stopped and pinned Peter’s arms above his head.

“Okay Y/n, now’s your chance to get your revenge.” Tony said. “Hurry, he can lift like 20,000 pounds. ..This really is your weakness, kid.”

You tickled under Peter’s arms, driving him crazy. After a while, you could tell, due to his sensitivity, that he had enough. You quit and Tony let him go.

Peter caught his breath, still giggling as the three of you sat on the floor in the middle of the hallway.

“The only person I know that’s more ticklish than you.” Tony said to you, gently tickling your ear as you scrunched your shoulders.

“Well. That was fun.” Peter stated, sitting up.

“It’s late. You two need to get to sleep.” Tony scolded.

“Slumber party in Tony’s room!” You hollered.

“HEEEEEEEEEEELL YEAAAH!” Peter shouted hilariously.

Tony laughed to himself before standing up.

“Buck, come get your daughter!”

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