#thor tickle fic

[gigglz]

Brother, NO.

Hii! I’m finally writing a fic cuz I somehow got the motivation to write one.

Also idk when I’ll get to writing any requests, but someday I will.

lee!Loki, ler!thor

Warnings: Swearing.

Summary: Loki being mischievous, that’s all.

Word count: 1,800+

Everyone wanted to watch a movie together, except Bucky and Sam because they were working out.

“I pick!” Thor said while reaching for the remote.

Tony snatched it, “No, you picked last time. I pick. Plus you have no taste in movies.” Thor rolled his eyes but smiled.

“What about.. this?” Tony picked a thriller movie.

They all agreed.

Tony pressed play.

Halfway tru the movie Bucky and Sam walked into the living room.

“Hey! Wanna watch a movie with us?” Steve turned to the two men.

“Sure! What are you watching?” Bucky asked as he and Sam hopped on the couch next to everyone else.

“Just some movie Tony found, it’s pretty boring,” Thor said, he was extra sassy today.

“Hey! Don’t do that, that’s my thing!” Tony joked.

Everyone chuckled.

When the movie ended Sam suggested watching another one, cuz why not!

“Ok, then what are we watching?” Nat asked Sam.

“Hmm.. oh I know!” Sam clicked on Toy story 3.

Everyone looked at Sam.

“You’re joking, right?” Wanda looked at Sam.

“Oh come on! You’re a kid, plus when was the last time any of you watched this?” Sam looked at Wanda.

“Fine I guess. Could be worse.” Wanda laughed and looked back at the TV.

“I have never watched this!” Thor and Clint said at once.

“What?? Oh well, you’re in for a treat! This is the best part.” Sam looked surprised.

“Yeah, I strongly disagree. The first movie is the best.” Said Tony.

“Uhhh, no? This is the best one! You have no taste.” Sam shot back.

Thor let out a laugh and Tony rolled his eyes.

“Hey! Why don’t you call your brother? Maybe he wants to watch? He’s technically still a kid!” Bucky turned to Thor.

“Ha! Maybe on Asgard, but he’s still older than all of you combined!” Thor laughed.

“Even older than these two combined?” Sam pointed to Steve and Bucky.

Everyone laughed.

“Were not that old.” Steve rolled his eyes at Sam.

“I guess you’re right.. you’re just from the fucking ice age!” Sam couldn’t keep it together after he said that.

Everyone burst out laughing. Even Steve and Bucky.

“Hah! Ehh, I bet your brother would’ve laughed at that, no Cap,” Sam said to Thor.

Thor laughed at the stupid pun, “Loki? HAH! No, there’s no way. Think about it! Have you ever seen him laugh? I think not! Even I haven’t! I mean not really..”

“Oh just go get him! There’s no need to burst his little pride bubble.” Tony laughed.

“Hey! That was a good joke!” Sam looked at Tony.

“Nope,” Nat said while sipping her tea.

“Ouch!” Sam put his hand on his heart and fell backward into the couch, what a drama Queen.

“Fine, I’ll go get him!” Thor scoffed and stood up.

After what seemed like an eternity there was still no sign of Thor or Loki.

“What’s taking them so long?” Bucky whined.

“Be patient, it’s Loki after all,” Bruce said from the kitchen, that he was getting some snacks cuz they have eaten them all while waiting for the brothers.

“Can’t they be faster? These guys are gonna die soon!” Sam pointed to Steve and Bucky.

Nat chuckled.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny.” Steve playfully punched Sam in the shoulder.

Bruce came back with two giant bowls filled with popcorn, drinks, and other snacks.

Suddenly there could be heard fast footsteps running down the stairs.

It was Loki.

“FINALLY! Oh, wait you actually ca-” Sam got cut off by Loki shushing him.

“SHHH!” Loki looked around, went to the corner of the room, and made himself invisible with his magic.

“LOKIII!!” Thor’s voice rang thru the entire Avengers compound.

Then Thor stormed down the stairs, but he wasn’t angry. Instead, he had a smirk on his face.

“Oh boy, what did he do?” Tony turned to look at Thor.

“Oh, he wouldn’t come down to watch the movie with us!” Thor looked around.

“So... why are you chasing him exactly?” Steve asked confused.

“.. No reason.” Thor was still looking around and walking around the room trying to find him.

“Ya know he’s right th- mm.. MMM!” Sam got cut off by something.

“Ah, right.. he’s using his magic.” Thor looked at Sam and chuckled while finally understanding.

There was a sound of footsteps behind Thor, he turned around and saw Loki trying to sneak up the stairs.

“There you are.” Thor ran after Loki.

Everyone looked confused, cuz they had just seen Loki turn invisible in the opposite corner of the room.

“So...” Bruce started but got cut off.

*huff* Everyone looked at the real Loki.

“Exactly why were you hiding?” Nat asked with obvious confusion.

“As he said.. I didn’t want to watch a movie.” Loki said as he started to walk away.

“Yeah, it’s much better to read a boring book!” Sam mocked Loki.

“HEY! Books are way better than.. whatever that.. is.” He pointed at the TV.

Loki didn’t even hear anyone coming down the stairs behind him.

“Mhm, and?” Tony asked with an amused grin as everyone saw Thor coming down the stairs.

“And? And what? You obviously have never read a bOOK-” Thor tackled Loki from behind.

“Hello there brother.” Thor smiled down at his brother.

“Wrong.” The fake disappeared under Thor.

Loki smiled sheepishly from the other side of the room.

No one even bothered to ask anything.

“Also, brother. I think your cape and armor look much better in pink.” Loki smirked.

“Oh no, you did not.” Thor stood up.

“I’m pretty sure he did.” Nat had snuck away to grab Thor’s “armor”.

“HA! It’s really pink!” Sam looked at the suit and laughed.

“Oh, you mischievous motherfucker.” Thor started speed walking to Loki.

Loki’s face turned from smug to *oh shit*.

“Wait! Wait! What are you doing?” Loki asked in panic as he circled the couch.

“Getting you back, bitch.” Thor now had a smirk on his face and gave him THAT look.

“Brother NO.” Loki now was panicking.

“What are they doing?” Steve asked confused as the brothers continued to circle the couch.

“I’m about to kill him.” Thor said in a teasy voice.

Loki let out a small panic giggle.

“OH! OH! Did you guys hear that??” Sam looked at everyone else with sparkles in his eyes.

Loki looked at him confused, “.. what?”

“Loki, did you just laugh?!” Even Wanda looked shocked.

“It appears so.” Vision said entering the room.

Loki was still circling the couch and looked at everyone REALLY confused, “..And?”

“AND?? You have never-” Clint got cut off by Thor.

“And you’re about to hear some more.”

Loki hadn’t noticed that Thor had stopped circling the couch and bumped into him.

“Brother don’t you dare.” Loki gave him a death glare, but Thor didn’t care.

“Oh, I think I do.” With that Thor pounced on Loki tackling him.

“Ok what is happening..?” Bucky was confused.

“BROTHER. BROTHER NO. NO.” Loki was screaming at Thor.

“Loki seems to be panicking.” Vision said.

“Yeah, we can see and hear that.” Steve looked down at them.

For Tony, it finally clicked, and he smirked.

Sam noticed that, “What?”.

“You guys are really dumb,” Tony said as he started laughing.

“AHAH!” Everyone was snapped back to reality when they heard a scream.

“Ah, there we go.” Thor looked amused.

Everyone looked at Thor and then Loki and back to Thor.

“You guys are really shit, he tickling him!” Tony said and everyone’s face turned from confusion to *oooh* to a smirk.

“AAAAGH! BROTHEHER!” Loki tried to fight back.

“Don’t fight it, just let it all out.” Thor chuckled.

Vision looked confused.

Wanda noticed.

“You don’t know what tickling is, Vision?” Wanda looked at vision and laughed.

Everyone turned to look at Vision’s confused face.

Vision shook his head.

“..no?” Vision tried to recreate what Thor was doing in the air.

Sam laughed at Vision.

“AAAAAUUH!” Vision jumped at the sound of the scream.

“Why is he hurting him??” Vision looked concerned.

“He’s not hurting him, Vision don’t worry!” Clint said.

“OK OK OK OK! IHIM SORYHIHI AHAH!” Loki shook his head.

“Anyone else wondering how the fuck we didn’t know about this?” Bucky laughed.

“Well you never really tried it, did you?” Thor looked up at him.

Thor drilled his fingers into Loki’s hips.

Loki bucked like crazy. “AGHAHA! THOHOR I SWEAR TO-  AHAHAAA!”

“Okay, okay fine... joking,” Thor said with a big smirk.

“NO. BROTHER. YOU CAN NOT DO THIS!” Loki pushed at his chest to try to get him off.

“Yes, yes I can,” Thor said as he lifted up his shirt.

“NO NO! SOMEONE STOP HIM PLEHEASE!” Loki shut his eyes and threw his head back.

“Since when does he say please?” Steve laughed.

“I’M NOT JOKING! JUST GET HIM OHOHOF!” Loki yelled.

“Ehhh?” Sam looked at everyone and wondered if he should help.

“FUHUCK!” 

“Uhh.. yeah. I don’t think I’ll help him. I mean how many times have you seen him laugh? That’s right 0.. also he messed up one of my suits.” Said Tony.

“Friday come to record this!” Tony’s suit arrived and started recording.

“AAAHAHA! YOU BETTER FUCKHING DELETE THAHAT!” Loki threatened, but it wasn’t really threatening ya know... since he was laughing so hard.

“Ok NOW last thing,” Thor said as he bent down and blew a big raspberry on his belly.

When I tell you that Loki SCREAMED.

“Ok, I’m done here. Have you learned your lesson?” Thor still had a smug smirk on his face.

Loki turned on his stomach and curled in on himself. “yehes..”

Thor laughed “I know that still means no but I got my revenge.”

“Uhuh.. you’re awful.”

“Watch it!” He poked Loki’s side.

“okahayokayokayokay!” Loki put his hand up in defense.

Loki flopped on his back and just stared at the ceiling.

Vision hurried over to Loki and started checking for injuries.

“Ohoh! Fuhuck ohohoff!” Loki pushed Vision’s hands away.

Thor laughed at his brother.

“I’m sorry! I think he’s injured!” Vision said in a worried voice.

“I swear if you touch me one more time I’m going to rip that stone out of your fucking head!” Loki threatened and Vision backed away.

“Hey!” Wanda yelled at Loki.

“Don’t worry Vision, he’s not injured. I just tickled him that’s it!” Thor put his hands up.

Sam started laughing. “HAH! Oh my fucking god! That was hilarious!”

Loki looked at him with a death glare.

“O-or not.” Sam stopped laughing.

“Did you get that, Friday?” Tony asked the robot.

“Yes sir.” The suit replied.

“You better delete that.” Loki stood up and brushed himself off.

“uhhh, I don’t think I will.” Tony smiled and turned back to the Robot.

“Okay then..” Loki walked behind Tony.

Loki pointed at Tony and looked at Thor.

Thor shrugged.

“Ok since when do the two of you have telapat- AGH!” Tony flinched away and turned around to see Loki.

“Delete. it.” Said Loki.

“Fine. Friday delete it.” Tony gave the command.

“You humans have no durability.” Loki scoffed as he walked away.

#marvel tickle fic #marvel tickle #lee!loki #ler!thor #loki tickle #loki tickle fic #mcu tickle #mcu tickle fic #tickle fic #tickles #sfw tickles #sfw tickle #thor tickle #thor tickle fic

[valiantphantomangel]

The best Christmas ever.

"Reindeer Games!! the lights have to be at least six inches away from each other!" Tony shrieked as he nearly ran into Steve who was carrying in another christmas tree with Bucky.

The sixth christmas tree in the freaking living room!

"Calm down man of iron" Loki grumbled as he pulled the lights further apart with the help of Natasha.

"Do you not know how to hang ornaments"?! Iron man freaked as he turned the small ball a few degrees the other way "go you disgust me"! He yelled at Sam before chasing after him with his small note book.

"Yep he's definitely gone insane" Natasha said with a nod as she and Loki climbed down from the ceiling where the lights hang.

"I have to agree with Lady Natasha" Thor mused while he made sure the lights were secured tightly.

"Who even put him in charge?" Rogers asked as he pushed the christmas tree upright.

"you did Cap" Clint said with a laugh from the vents where he was keeping watch so you wouldn't walk in on them decorating yet.

"...Right"

just then Peter literally fell from the ceiling with a shriek leaving Loki to catch him and put him back on his feet "Y/N is in the elevator to this floor"!!

Since it was a surprise that they were decorating the tower to give you the best Christmas ever, Loki quickly cast a spell to make all the decorations go invisible and they all dived into a hiding spot.

Somehow Sam managed to dive almost on top of Bucky who let out a groan and shoved him off "Damm it Samuel"!

Everyone shushed him and stayed hidden just as the elevator doors opened, you walked out with your headphones on listening to music and walked into the kitchen to grab some left over pizza.

"we need to distract her until we are done" Nat whispered to Loki as they sat crouched behind a couch.

"I'll distract her, you guys finish decorating" He whispered back with a grin, being the God of mischief and lies gave him quite the advantage on knowing your ticklish little secret and he was more then happy to finally use it.

Loki stood up and walked up behind you, tapping you on the shoulder and successfully making you jump in fright.

"Jesus Christ Loki! You scared the living daylights out of me" You said with a hand on your heart as you took off your headphones.

"My apologies, i simply wanted to ask if I could retrieve my book from your room?" He said hiding his grin.

"Yeah of course, I'll show you where it is" you said with a nod and walked off with your plate of pizza after kicking the fridge door shut.

Loki trailed behind you as you both stepped into your room, but before you could utter 'abracadabra' he tackled into your bed and pinned you underneath him.

"Loki what the hell" you said confused which quickly turned into a surprised giggle when he traced your ribs.

"Sorry for the scare darling, it's just that I heard some interesting information about you" He said with a mischief smirk as he continued to trace your ribs and tummy.

"And what would that behihihi?" you giggle nervously.

"Sargeant Barnes told me about your little ticklish secret" Loki mused as he ghost tickled your tummy which sent chills all over since you were incredibly sensitive.

Your eyes widen before bursting out in giggles as you trashed around, he dug into your ribs and softly traced your tummy at the same time, driving you into madness.

"NOT THEREHIHIHIHIHI" you screamed in laughter as you arched your back to escape him which only gave him more access to your sides.

"Then I'll just switch places love" Loki grinned as he scratched lightly over your neck before suddenly blowing a raspberry on your tummy.

"GHAHHAHAHHAHA" you laughed loudly until your laugh turned silent and he let up, pulling you up to lay your head on his chest.

"Shall we watch some movies for the rest of the afternoon love?" He asked as he played with your hair.

You hummed in agreement as you settled against him, curling up content.

And that's how the afternoon went, every time you tried to get up to grab something from the kitchen Loki latched onto your sides and reduced you into a giggly mess to keep you in your room.

When it got dark Steve and Tony walked in, smiling when they saw you two.

"Come on kid, we have a surprise" Tony said as he pulled you to your feet and guided you out of the room with his hands over your eyes, the other two quickly following to make sure you didn't fall.

After an interesting walk downstairs (Tony almost walked you straight into a wall and got his head smacked for it) you arrived in what you believed was the living room.

Tony took his hands from your eyes and you gasped.

The entire room was full with lights of all colours and in every corner stood a christmas tree, which was decorated to perfection with presents underneath it, you looked up and saw even more fairy lights around the ceiling. It was absolutely stunning.

A smile made its way to your lips as happy tears gathered in your eyes, you felt a pair of arms around you and soon you were engulfed by the team.

"You guys did all this?" You asked as you wiped your tears away.

"Of course we did, we wanted to make this your best ever christmas" Nat smiled as she threw her arm around your shoulders.

"Why?"

"Because we wanted to make you feel at home, loved and happy, we knew how much christmas means to you" Clint said as he appeared next to you.

"Well you guys certainly made that happen" you chuckle as you still looked around in wonder.

"Merry Christmas Y/N" Bucky said with a soft smile.

"Merry Christmas, you guys are the best family I could've asked for" You smiled brightly and you were once again engulfed by the team.

It was safe to say that this was the BEST christmas ever!!

#tickle fic #marvel tickle #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #ticklish ribs #bucky barnes #steve rogers #tony stark #natasha romanoff #clint barton #bruce banner #loki god of mischief #thor odinson #sam wilson #christmas fic #merry christmas #peter parker

[tickles-in-ficland]

BOREDOM

Summary: Y/N tries to avoid getting homework done by bugging two Demigods. It doesn’t go in her favor…or does it 😉

Word Count: 2,088

Pairings: Ler!Thor Ler!Loki Lee!Reader

You were bored. With everyone on missions or spending time with their families, you needed some entertainment. Being the youngest on the team along with Parker, Stark was making you stay home this weekend and finish homework. Even being an Avenger, school was still important. You argued and insisted that you attend the mission but Stark had the final word.

You’d been “working” on your homework for an hour and decided to take a break and wander the compound. You thought, minus maybe Pepper who was usually in her office you’d be alone. Much to your surprise you saw two demigods sitting in the lounge area. Your lips curled up into a smile. They hadn’t seen you enter the room and you figured you’d sneak up and spook the brothers.

Before you could take a step, without looking up from his book you heard Loki speak.

“There’s no use in trying to sneak up on us Y/N. I know you’re behind me.”

“Ugh! No fair Loki.” you pouted crossing your arms. “How’d you even know I was there?”

“Darling.” Loki scoffed as he closed his book and turned his head to look at you. “You’re talking to the God of Mischief. You can’t get anything past me.”

Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked over at Thor who wore an amused smirk on his face.

“He is unfortunately right young Y/N. Even as kids, I could never best him.” Thor chucked. “But it matters not because you shouldn’t even be down here. Didn’t Stark order you to finish your school work?”

“I uh, decided to take a break.” you said clearing your throat. “Needed to get some air and all that.”

“Ah.” Thor nodded, not entirely convinced by your answer. “Well my brother and I will be here should you need us. Back to it.”

Your eyes widened in realization. “Wait a minute! Stark kept you guys from the mission to be my BABYSITTERS?”

“I wouldn’t put it that way exactly…” Thor started but glancing over at Loki who was clearly amused by your reaction, spoke up.

"Oh I would." he said with a deep chuckle. “Yes. Stark asked us to make sure you did as you were told. Seeing as last time you were left unattended you did not finish your school work and failed an assignment.”

Your pout only furthered more at Loki’s words. “I’m not a baby. I don’t need to be watched.” you said with a stomp of your foot, digging your metaphorical hole deeper.

The brothers both raised an eyebrow in amusement. You huffed, knowing you’d proven their point.

“Okay fine. But I do need a break. I’m bored up there. Can I hang out with you guys for a little while. Pleeeeease?” you asked looking between the two with the biggest puppy dog eyes you could muster.

Going over to Thor, who you knew was the softie of the two, you wrapped your arms around his big torso and looked up at him. “Please Thor? We don’t hang out enough. We are always off doing missions or you guys go back to Asgard and I miss you.”

Thor looked down at you with a soft smile as he stroked your hair gently. The brothers had grown quite fond of you since you’d joined the team. Being the youngest of them, they felt protective of you like big brothers. The world was harsh and it didn’t hurt to have two demigods on your side. You knew Thor was a pushover, it would be Loki that would be the tough one to crack.

“Brother.” Thor said putting his arm around you affectionately. “Why don’t we let the young maiden take a break from her studies? Surely it won’t hurt to take some time to enjoy the company.”

Loki’s eyes narrowed you, his hands on his hips. He pinched the bridge of his nose before letting out a sigh of defeat. “Fine. But only for a short while. I don’t want to deal with Stark when he comes home and Y/N has yet to finish her school work.”

“YAY!” you cheered throwing your arms around Loki.

Not expecting the sudden impact, Loki stumbled a bit but gave you a small pat on the shoulder. He wasn’t much for affection like his brother, but you knew he cared for you nevertheless.

“I mean it Y/N.” he chastised. “Only a short break and then you are to return to your studies. Understood?”

“Yeah yeah sure.” you said with a dismissive wave of your hand.

Sure enough, you break went by entirely too quick. You were curled up on the couch, watching tv with your head on Thor’s shoulder when suddenly the tv clicked off.

“Hey!” you shouted looking over at Loki who shrugged. “What gives?”

“Breaks over. As agreed, it is time to go back upstairs. Should you need assistance with your work, you may call one of us and we will do what we can. We are fairly well versed in Midgardian studies. But until then, off you go.”

“No.” you said confidently crossing your arms.

“I’m sorry. What did you say?” Loki asked closing his book and looking at you incredulously.

“You heard me.” you snarked back, folding your arms once again in defiance. “I said no. N-O spells no.”

You heard Thor snort laugh behind you. He knew how this was going to end but you were digging your own grave and he was enjoying himself.

Loki scoffed a laugh before standing up and approaching the couch, where you and Thor sat.

“Y/N….” Loki said in a warning tone. “This isn’t going to end well for you darling. I’d stop while you’re ahead.”

“I don’t want to do my school work today. Maybe tomorrow.” you said reaching for the remote only to have it disappear in a green flash.

“Hey! Not fair. You can’t use magic to hide things.”

“Oh well.” he shrugged while a smile tugged at his lips. “Off you go.” he said reaching for your hand only for you to shake your head.

“I said no Loki.”

Loki sighed. “Then you leave me no choice.” he said with a fake pained expression on his face.

“For whAT?” you let out a squeak as Loki tackled you to the couch and with little effort had pinned your hands to your sides.

“Lohoki! What the hehell?!” you said nervous giggles building in your chest.

“I’m going to make you regret telling me no. Stark said to use whatever method we needed, to make sure you were not going to skip your schooling. This seems like a great way to do so.”

Opening your mouth to protest was cut short as you felt ten fingers find purchase on your sides. Sporadic giggles began to escape your lips as you tried to twist and turn away from the tickly feeling.

“Lohohoki!” you squealed as his nimble fingers worked their way up your sides.

Loki’s dark chuckle told you that he wasn’t stopping anytime soon.

“Brother, if you wouldn’t mind I could use some assistance.” Loki chided. “The young maiden is quite squirmy.”

“Certainly, dear brother.” you heard Thor chuckle behind you.

You felt slight weight in your shoulders and looked up to see the flowy blonde hair hair dangling above your face, Thor grinning at you through it.

“Thohohor! Hehelp!”

Thor smiled affectionately at you. “I would count myself a fool to challenge my brother. A lesson you dear Y/N have yet to learn.” He chuckled before fluttering his fingers along your neck, eliciting more squeals as you shook your head trying to evade his fingers.

Loki leaned forward toward your face. “Now darling. Are we going to behave now and do as Stark has requested or shall we continue this?” he asked halting his fingers for a few moments.

You took in deep breaths at the momentary reprieve. Truthfully you didn’t hate it. No one really knew but you had a feeling the Asgardian was catching on.

You smirked at the God of Mischief, playfulness dancing in your eyes. The twinkle in your eye caught Loki’s attention and a full grin spread across his face.

“You like this. Don’t you, young one? It’s why you’re being so defiant. You wanted this to happen.” he said starting to snake his fingers up your rib cage, bubbly giggles once again pouring from your lips.

“I do not understand.” You heard Thor question behind you.

As if you weren’t apart of the conversation, Loki continued his tickle attack. Your infectious laughter ringing through the room as you weakly batted at his hands.

“Have you not noticed, that our young friend here has not asked me to stop once? She has been given opportunity to yield and yet she responds with words she knows will get her in trouble?” Loki asked. “She LIKES this. She WANTED this. Isn’t that right little one?” Loki questioned you, his nimble fingers now reaching under your arms, arguably your worse spot.

“LOHOHOKIHIHI!” your hard belly laughter raising several octaves. Pushing on his hands did nothing. He was a God after all and his strength was no match for yours. “PLEHEHEASE! GAHAHAH!” your legs kicked wildly behind him.

Thor smirked as he too realized. “Ah. I see now. She’s yet to ask either of us to stop. Is that right Y/N? You enjoy the tickles, do you not?” Thor chuckled as his fingers made contact with your neck once again, a scream of laughter erupting from you.

Your cheeks a bright crimson color as you turned your head trying to avoid eye contact as the two Asgardians tickled you mercilessly.

“Come on darling. Just admit it. You like this.” Loki teased.

“NEHEVER!”

“Very well.” Thor sighed jokingly. “Brother, if you will.” he said gesturing for Loki to step aside. “Hold her please.”

“Nonono! Thohohor!” you squealed your eyes pleading.

In an instant, the two brothers had switched places with Loki now holding you down with little effort as Thor positioned himself at your waist.

“Now then.” Thor continued “Is my brother correct in his assumptions?”

You bit your lip to bite back a giggle. “Mahahaybe.” you admitted closing your eyes in embarrassment.

“Hehey!” Thor’s deep laugh rang through the room. “Look at me Y/N.”

When your eyes remained shut, Thor dug his fingers deep in your hip, causing a boisterous laughter to come out. You peaked at him with one eye and saw him looking at you with a gentle smile.

“It is nothing to be embarrassed by. Actually, it is adorable. Don’t you agree brother?” he asked looking at Loki who remained sitting at your head, occasionally fluttering his fingers in your neck.

“Indeed it is brother. What I don’t understand is why she shields her enjoyment of it.”

You sighed but a small smile played on your lips. Thor and Loki had released their hold on you, allowing you to sit up.

“Because. It’s not something most people enjoy. I grew up an only child. My parents worked all the time. I wasn’t given affection much as a child. And then…” you continued. “The…thing happened to me and I became a part of this team, this…family and for the first time I felt like I had brothers and sisters and… friends.” you stopped for a moment wiping your eyes.

“Heyyy.” Thor said pulling you to his chest and rubbing your shoulder. “It’s okay. It’s okay to want affection. As a young child you were deprived of what you craved most. It is natural to want that.”

“I hate to agree with my brother.” Loki chimed in which made you let out a muffled laugh in the crook of Thor’s shoulder. “But he is right. And if you need us to step in and be your big brothers, then that is what we shall be.”

You sighed in relief this time, a smile, a real smile this time gracing your face. “Thank you both. I really was bored though.”

“Well then.” Loki chuckled as he patted your shoulder. “We have been distraction enough. As agreed it’s time to return to your studies.”

You looked at him with a slight pout, twiddling your thumbs. “Would um…could you…” you asked embarrassed still.

“She wants us to continue brother.”

Thor grinned at you. “And what kind of big brothers would we be if we said no?” he asked before tackling you on the couch again, your deep laughter once again echoing through the room, your honorary big brothers tickling you to pieces.

Your homework long forgotten.

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[mymelodymia]

Tickles // Dad!thor x daughter!reader

summary: your father gets back at you after pranking him.

Warnings: thor being evil >:/

Age: 14

Area/place: asgard.

A/N: I've been obsessed w/ dad!thor recently, pls don't judge me lol. Also it's hard writing a tickle fic when you haven't been properly tickled in probably over 2 years, but i feel most comfortable writing them so...

🩰˚˖𓍢ִ໋ ♡🎧✧˚.🎀༘⋆+•°+💕*°•+

You had just gotten back from visiting the team on Midgard on your own. Your father was lying on his bed, bored, playing with his long blonde hair.

You had also bought a plastic version of his hammer to prank him with.

You walked in wearing an avengers t-shirt, holding the toy in your right hand. Trotting into the large bedroom with an innocent smile on your face.

He sat up quickly to greet you with a childish grin on his face, which immediately fell when he saw you with his "hammer" in your tight grasp.

His eyes flickered between your "hammer" and his own, which had been sitting atop his bedside.

You giggled before speaking "see, told you i was worthy" you smirked as he panted in confusion. You tossed the fake hammer into his lap. He smiled as he realized that it was plastic.

"I got you didnt i?" You asked him, grinning sheepishly to yourself. thor wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him and resting his head atop yours.

He wiggled his fingers on your side causing you to jump. You slapped his fingers away as he chuckled.

"You did. But, i will get my revenge" thor noted in a breathy tone. Your smirk fell as his expression transformed into a mischievous one.

Suddenly, you felt yourself being quickly pulled onto his lap with thors fingers digging into your sides. You screamed various protests to somehow stop your father.

Thor quickly bent down and blew the biggest raspberry he could just above your belly button. You screamed so loud you were sure the whole realm could hear you, and a few others.

"DAAHAHAHAHAHAHDD!! STOOHOAHAHAHPPP!! PLEEHEHEHHHHSSES!! AAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA" you spoke, clawing at your father.

"I thought you had outgrown this years ago!" Thor bellowed, he held you still easily, due to your size difference.

Before you know it, your dad was hovering over you and was sitting on your legs, which were kicking frantically to try to escape.

He blew another raspberry on your neck this time as he counted your ribs. You felt your eyes water as you screamed once again.

"Tell me, daughter, where does it tickle most?" Thor asked you, "here?" He added before blowing a quick raspberry on your neck. "Or here?" He asked, blowing a longer raspberry on your stomach, not even giving you time to process his words.

He stopped ticking for a moment so you could answer. "My tummy" you panted in between breaths.

"Good, now i know where to focus." Thor stated as you realized what a mistake you had made telling him this.

"NOO-AHHHHHAAAAAHAHAAHAHHAH!!! DAHADDHEDDDDYYYY PLEAHHEHHAHEHSSESS STOOOPPPP!" you begged as he showed no mercy.

He blew three more raspberrys before letting you go. With tear-stains on your cheeks, you punched him in the shoulder just as lady sif burst through the door.

"What happened?! I thought one of you was being killed! I was halfway across the palace when i heard some blood-curdling scream! D@mn it thor!" She cursed, slamming the door as she shook her head.

You and thor busted into laughter as she walked out.

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[berrys-hide-out]

Through thunderstorms and arguments- Call for help!

Summary; Peter finds Thor and Loki training and ends up wanting to see the cool move! Too bad the god of thunder has been hanging out too much with his mischievous little brother and things take a hysterical turn.

A/N; I changed a few things from the original ask which was sent by @inneedofsupervision but I desperately hope it turned out to your liking! (Apologies again for the wait! Still recovering 🩷🫂) ENJOY!!! ✨

Warnings; tickles and a lil fancy swearing form Loki!

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It was storming outside, hail clattered against the windows of cars and houses, raindrops fell like someone was dumping buckets of water onto earth and the wind changed the direction of it all every few minutes.

Peter watched in silence as the white pieces fell past the huge windows of the 100th floor of SI. He watched the clouds that sometimes lit up which was followed by crackling thunder.

It was loud, sure. Being so close to the clouds and roof; things always sounded a little louder but the soundproofed walls gave a bit of relief to it all.

The thunder could be unsettling after awhile.. you’d think he’d have gotten used to his sensibilities by now but in truth it wasn’t something that he could just ignore.

His mind wandered as he watched the spectacle, Thor and Loki were currently in the tower..

Thinking of Thor and Loki, where were they anyways? His eyes lifted and flew over the rather quiet common room.

Steve and Bucky were watching TV on the couch, Natasha and Tony sat by the table, the billionaire busy with something on his hologram while the super spy was halfheartedly watching the Tv.

“Where are Loki and Thor?” He asked as his feet took him towards the table. His voice seemed weirdly loud.. It felt almost criminal to disturb the silence.

Natasha looked at him „Probably training while the training room isn’t occupied“ Tony looked up as well „Yeah, pretty sure point break and reindeer games are trying to get along a little better.“ he stated in a bored tone, probably having heard the two gods bickering earlier today.

If Tony didn’t hear them Peter was positive Friday warned him about it.

„Alright I’ll go have a look then.“ „yep, don’t get between them Pete!“ Steve called after him wich earned him a chuckle and a two finger salute „Sure thing captn‘!“ he called before turning around, putting his hands into his pockets and heading off towards the training room.

He was two corners away from his destination when he already heard bickering. Peter chuckled, how can two gods bicker so much? They’ve been at it for hours!

„THOR! Let me down this instant!“ „Brother, stop struggling already or we won’t be able to do get help!“

Peter’s curiosity instantly spiked and he jogged the last steps, head poking into the room.

Sure enough he saw Thor holding Loki up, ready to throw while the younger squirmed uselessly.

„You will not throw me you insolent oaf!“ Loki yelled before getting tossed onto the mats, taking out the smaller ones that were standing up mere seconds before.

„I still hate it.“ Loki grumbled as he sat up. „I find it rather amusing.“ Thor grinned at his brother who sent him a dirty look „no it is not. It’s humiliating.“

Peter sniggered, earning their immediate attention. „Little spider!“ Thor grinned happily „hey kid.“

„heya! That was an awesome move!“ he grinned as he walked in, his grin widened when he saw Loki roll his eyes.

„Indeed! I am glad you’ve decided to join us on the matter! Loki doesn’t seem to be on the same page as us..“ Thor grinned and eyed Loki shortly. Peter nodded animatedly „can you show me? The whole move I mean?“

„I am not doing that again.“ Loki growled at his brother who was already looking at him with expectancy and a playful grin. The boy huffed „aw, why not? It’s such an awesome move!“ he gushed.

Loki squinted at him, seemingly trying to figure out if he was joking or not. Then his eyes caught Thors and he saw his own mischief twinkle right back at him.

Peter was about to ask something else only to gasp when Thor picked him up by sneaking under his arm „Let’s reenact the move together then litte spider!” He grinned.

The boy however could only huff. His feet were slightly off the ground and no matter how far he tried to bend his feet for his toes to reach the ground it just wasn’t enough.

With slight shock and bit of embarrassment he came to realise that was hanging there like a slack sack of potatoes.

An awkward slack sack of potatoes.

He was halfheartedly hanging over Thors neck and slightly his shoulder. The gods hand supported him by the ribs and the other held the arm that was draped over him.

Peter huffed at his predicament “can you lower me slightly? Please?” Loki sniggered at his question and shook his head as he stood up “Don’t worry Peter, it’ll get better” he reassured.

Peter did not feel reassured. The playful gleam in the tricksters eyes and the sly grin did nothing to reassure him- in fact his nerves lit up instantly and he shook his head. “No I’m su-HURE!”

The boy was interrupted by his own squeak and jump when the strong hand squeezed the spot by his ribs and he snapped to look at Thor with wide eyes and a betrayed glare. The god however just grinned down at him and winked.

Peter blushed- they were not actually about to team up on him after bickering the whole day through! Right!?

Peter heard the tricksters dark laugh rumble through his chest- if he wouldn’t have super hearing he’d only see him holding back his amusement.

“You have to stay committed little spider!” Thor announced happily as he nudged Peter’s ribs again, this time with a lot more intent as his knuckles rushed past his ribs.

Peter sputtered a laugh and he forced his legs up quickly to try and curl up. Loki grinned and shared an amused glance with Thor. “ahAhaha! nOhO! ThoHOhor!” The kid squeaked out between laughs.

Thor laughed with him and let up on the tickling. Peter’s legs lowered but before he could shoot Thor a dirty glare Loki walked closer to them “honestly Thor, don’t torture Starks kid” he mused and then squeezed Peter’s shoulder. “You need to call out for help to make it seem authentic”

Peter squinted at Loki “shouldn’t Thor be calling for help? I’m supposed to play the victim!” He argued. He was not about to call for help! Plus! He told Captain Rogers he wouldn’t get between them which basically translates do not get into trouble with them!

Loki clicked his tongue. “Details, details” he waved Peter off and went behind them.

The boy tried craning his neck as much as he could in his position but Loki positively vanished behind them.

“Y-You know what?” Peter blabbed nervously with a small grin “mihister stark said youhu were aharguing today morning-NA-HO!” He squeaked and batted at Lokis hands that were now right by his sides “come on guys I’m nohot calling for help!”

Thor hummed “Let’s help him out then why won’t we Loki?” The god in question sniggered darkly “Oh we definitely should brother”

Peter shook his head but the silly grin on his face only encouraged Thor with his and his brothers shenanigans.

“Nohoooo, come oh-HON! NoHOho!” The boy tensed and pulled his legs up again the second Lokis nimble fingers sprung into action, skittering over his sides over the thin shirt that Pete was now dearly regretting to have worn today.

“Come on Peter, just call for help and we can continue with the move” Thor tried to encourage, Peter cursed internally at the amusement in the gods voice. How dare he!

“Mmhm-noHOho!” He giggled, trying to at least make this hard for the gods by trying to hold his giggles, but alas it was all in vain as Lokis fingers sought out the spot that made him react most.

Peter shook his head and squealed when the trickster dug into his highest rib. “LOHOKIEHEE!” “My, my, seems I’ve found a sweet spot.” The god chuckled into his ear. “EHEhEYEE! nOHOh YOuhUHu HaHAveHEhen’t!” “Hmno? You’re saying there’s a spot worse than… this?” Peter bucked again when the god dug in with a lot more precision then before “NOAHA! IHI DiHIhidn’T SAHAhay ThAHAHat!”

“I don’t know young spiderling! Sure sounded like it!” Thor chuckled as he kept the boy off the ground. It was quite a task with all his squirming. Peter shook his head through bursts of laughter. Loki sniggered and let one of his hand slip to Peter’s hip.

The boy kicked out harshly and hit the poor god of thunder’s shin. The god grunted and hissed, kneeling down slightly. Loki halted before falling into mused chuckling.

“ohoho god IHi’m sohoho sohohorry!” Peter giggled as the god made his theatrics about his shin and let the kid go. Thor rubbed his shin with a soft groan “you have quite the kick little spider!” He goaded.

Peter gave a giddy smile and opened his mouth to say something before the god smirked “but not quite to take down a god yet!” He boasted and jumped the kid.

Peter screeched and grappled with Thor over the mats.

Loki shook his head at their antics. “Really brother? We had him perfectly trapped and great for the move!” He reminded and walked along the mats, watching as Thor gave the giggly kid little chance of winning.

“We still have to encourage the little spider brother! I’m sure this will be beneficial!” The god boasted.

Peter giggled wildly and fended off the gods hands as best he could “NOho! iHIhi’m not cAHalling for help!” Thor sniggered with him, the kid had a soft blush on his cheeks and playfulness was written all over his face. “But you have to! The move won’t be complete otherwise young Stark!”

Peter kicked out when Thor almost managed to pinch his ribs “THoHO-AAH!” He yelled in surprise when his leg was pulled and his knee was squeezed “LOhOKI!” He scolded playfully, sending the god a glare- but the god simply sent him a sly grin- damn his own traitorous smile!

With the short distraction Thor squeezed his ribs. “NAHAO! ThIHIHis IHIs UnfAHAhair! aHAAhAhahA!” Loki chuckled as he traced the boys knee, sending ticklish shocks through his whole system while Thor was on a journey down to his sides. “How do you mortals say, Pete? All is fair in love and war?” The trickster mused and swiped a finger up Peter’s sole at which the boy tugged at his leg harshly.

“nAA-HA! LOhOHOki!- ThOHoHOr! THIHiHIs IhIsnt fAhaHair!” Peter exclaimed again, his hands latching onto Thors wrists- yet he barely pulled at them.

“Cohome on Young spiderling! You just have to call out for help and that’s it” his amusement of the situation grew when Peter shook his head- what a stubborn little mortal..

“Alright.. well then..”

“NAHA! THOHOAHAR! CHEHEAHATEHEHER!” Peter threw his head back, fighting with his instincts to squeeze the god’s hands there which only seemed to make it worse- or try to grapple at them- which resulted in hilarious flailing.

Loki sniggered, but he couldn’t let his brother win this, mischief was his thing after all.

His slender fingers wrapped around Peter’s knee and his fingers scribbled along the backs of them.

The reaction was immediate, Peter’s leg slammed down on the mat only to jump back up with a high pitched yelp. “Oh? Are you hiding something Peter?” Loki mused and Thor let up on his tickles “what have you found brother?” “He- hehe found nohothing!” Peter protested but the two gods ignored him “See here..” Loki said which followed by his fingers squeezing and slightly wiggling into the spot. “NAHAO! LOHOKI! WehEHe can TAHAhalk Ahabout thIHIHIhis!”

The gods sniggered at the volume change each time Loki decided to continue his little game. “Aw, but we did talk Peter. You call for help and this aaaaall stops.” To let the kid talk he let up slightly The boy pouted at the god, his brown locks more disheveled then he’s ever seen them and slightly red cheeks. Loki sighed “I believe, brother, I should teach you a few things on tickling.” He stated, a sly smirk threatening to pull on his face when Peter’s cheeks flushed a tone deeper.

Thor chuckled “alright, have it your way.”

Peter gaped at him. NO WAY were they just AGREEING!

“W-Wait- Lohoki, come ohon we can fihigure this out- look youhu’re gettihing ahalong too! Mahaybe you can make uhup now??” peter blabbed as Loki moved closer and Thor away.

Loki chuckled darkly “your futile attempts of distractions are not working” peter couldn’t help the high pitched anticipatory giggle that slipped him as the god hovered over him.

“Ehe- you know- I-HAY!” Peter almost jumped out of his skin as Lokis hand rushed towards him.

“What happened Pete?” The boys eyes grew wide- oh. Oh.

He huffed and stared challengingly at the god. He’s heard of the wrath of the god of mischief. But.. he could handle it, he’s won Mister Stark’s attacks!

His challenging glare didn’t last long as the mischief practically dripped from the god. “What are you afraid of the tickles?” Loki asked as if it were like any other conversation.

Peter shook his head with a high pitched giggle. “N-no!” “No? So you shouldn’t mind..” Loki stopped above Peter’s stomach- surprised that the boy already flinched away.

Despite himself he moved his hand towards his side and flexed it- Peter, to his delight jumped again and moved closer to the god and away from the hand.

“Peter.” Loki stated and gained the boys attention.

“Whahat?”

“Are you by chance…. Air ticklish?”

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.

.

“uh oh” muttered Peter in utter disbelief before a steady stream of giggles escaped him. Loki’s collected expression turned to one of pure delight and mischief “oh boy.. this just got a lot more entertaining.”

Peter squeaked when the younger god made claws. “NOhOho!” The boy whined through his flustered and giggly predicament.

Thor suddenly jumped from next to Loki.

“EHEEE!”

The squeal echoed through the training room much to the gods amused and adoration at the boy- the boy himself- as if finally remembering he was free, turned around and tried crawling away.

He squeaked when a strong hand wrapped around his ankle “now hold on little spiderling!” Thor chuckled. Peter laughed at the silliness- before he could however think of how to make this harder for the gods, arms wrapped around his torso “Now I gotcha!” Loki growled and flung the boy back as if he weighted nothing.

Peter laughed without either of them even touching him- “are you laughing at us young Stark!?” Thor asked in disbelief and crossed his arms. “NOhOho!” Peter tried to reassure but failed expertly. Loki sniggered “I believe he is dear brother.. better give him something to laugh about huh?”

Thor grinned “I do believe you’re right brother” he mused.

Loki sniggered “ready to call for help yet Petey?” He muttered into his ear and the boy scrunched up with a barking a laugh “NEhEhEVER!” He declared boldly.

Loki tutted and looked at his brother. “Stark said his thighs and knees are ticklish.”

Thor chuckled at the protest of a shriek that came from Peter which though was quickly drowned by hysterical laughter as Lokis fingers went into his pits.

The god of thunder didn’t wait long for his own entrance and squeezed the boys thigh which, amusingly enough, with each squeeze they gained a higher squeal out of the boy.

Loki chuckled and shook his head, the boy could lean left or right and roll off, he could even put up a fight with his strength.. and yet..

“AHYEHE! OHOKAY!” Peter barked out and the gods let up.

Loki raised an eyebrow “you’ll call for help?” He mused and waited as the boy caught his breath.

Peter stifled most of his giggles before his hand went to squeeze Lokis own side.

To the boys surprise and glee Loki jumped.

The god sent him a warning glare “peter I’d truly advise against that” “why?” The boy grinned up at the god. “May I remind you that I am a god?”

Peter’s own mischief twinkled in his eyes “Thor will probably help me..” he mused. Loki raised an eyebrow “probably?” He mused “my brother is worse than me Buddy.”

Peter’s eyes widened at that “b-but we’ll be two!” He smiled timidly. Loki huffed “Are you going to call for help or not?”

The boy’s shoulders jumped as he chuckled through his nose.

Loki grinned “Unbelievable..” he hushed and looked at Thor. “You know, there’s a specific technique that got Thor to give in when we were children.” He said and watched as his brothers confusion morphed into surprise and glee.

Peter swallowed nervously and giggled “Thihis isn’t one ohof your Ahasgardian things right?” Loki laughed “No, this works all too perfectly on mortals”

Peter shivered at the sly grin. His silly grin fought its way right back onto his face “n-now hold on, no need for drastic- MEASURES!” He yelped when Loki suddenly rapidly squeezed and scribbled his side which sent sparks through his whole body. “HEHEY!” He squeaked and leaned away- falling onto the mats, front first, the gods hand on his back. “Uh-huh- Loki?” Peter asked and hoisted himself onto his elbows as he slowly understood his position- his face would lay awkwardly on the mats if he tried to shield his armpits. But if he kept his face from squeezing onto the mats they’d be open wide.

Loki chuckled at the giddy expression on the boys face. “You gonna call for help?”

Again. Peter shook his head.

It was fair to say that the god was not only surprised at the will to play but also at the stamina of the kid.

“Oh you’re asking for it.” He smirked down at the boy.

Peter squeaked in surprise at the demeanour change but didn’t get to dwell on it as the hands plummeted into his armpits.

“LOHOKIEHEHEEE!” Peter kicked his legs into the mats to try and relieve the tickle shocks even if only just lightly- Lokis nimble fingers found the sweet spot with practiced ease and vibrated on one armpit while on the other he scribbles.

Peter was probably loosing his lil head in the playful moment but the raging storm outside was positively forgotten.

“NAHAHAY! TOHOHOR!” Peter’s new protest made Loki look back and find Thors bold hands tickle the soles of the poor kid.

Chuckles from the door which ripped Lokis attention away from his attack and his hands slowed down enough for Peter to crank an eye open. “MIHIST- EHEY!” The boy scolded through his laughter and turned to look at Thor.

The billionaire in the doorway laughed “alright you two, let the kid up. I still need him today for lab time” Thor chuckled “do not worry stark! You’ll have young Stark with you in no time.” He mused. Loki rolled his eyes and sniggered “you good kid?”

Peter laughed but nodded and pushed Loki playfully “ahabout the move; IHi’m soho on your side- but I aham also so gehetting you back someday”

Loki raised a challenging eyebrow and then slowly, his ‘claws’.

Peter squeaked and rolled away “nohot today!” He laughed and got to his feet, hands in front of his body to protect himself.

The men laughed in choir.

“Loki we should continue training.” Thor stated, full of new enthusiasm. Loki glared at him “we are not doing get help” Thor grinned at him “we should.” Loki frowned “Peter—“

“NOPE! YOU GOT THIS!” Peter yelled with a laugh as he rushed out of the room.

The two gods laughed heartedly at the boys exit with Stark and got up. Maybe they could get along for awhile every now and again.

Meanwhile let’s hope Steve will be just as merciful as mister Stark was on Peter.

“Don’t get in trouble with them, huh?” His mentor asked with his smirk obvious in his voice.

Peter rolled his eyes with an obvious smile and flushed cheeks, his hand going through his disheveled hair.

Never mind..

#berry talks #Lee!peter #lee!peter parker #ticklish!peter parker #lee!spiderman #ler!Loki #ler!Thor #tickle fic #marvel tickles #I should sleep 🥹 #just finished editing it and didn’t wanna wait any longer #I feel like it didn’t end up being as expressive as I wanted #but it’s way too late for me aaaand things are in the eye of the beholder right? #HOPE YOU ENJOYED ANYWAYS!! 🎉

[supermarvel-fics]

Tickletober Day 21: Wake Up

fandom: marvel

word count: 570

pairing: thor x reader (platonic)

summary: there's only one way to wake you up and thor is the only one who knows about it

Next to being an Avenger, sleeping was your favorite thing in the world. Sure, you loved going on missions and training with your teammates, but nothing beat the feeling of falling into a deep sleep after a hard day’s work.

The only downfall of your love of sleeping was that it was nearly impossible to wake you up. There’d been a few times where you’d fallen asleep on the jet after a grueling mission and Steve had tried to wake you. Nothing he did worked and he ended up having to carry you off the jet and back to your bedroom. You woke up the next morning confused and completely embarrassed.

For months, it had been like that. That was until Thor had found the one thing that would work.

He had tried everything, just like everyone else had, when you fell asleep against his shoulder on the couch. In a last-ditch effort, 20 minutes after he’d first tried, Thor pinched at the muscle above your knee, causing a sharp inhale and a small giggled to escape your lips. You shot forward, instantly waking up.

“Ah, the young maiden awakens at last,” Thor bellowed with a teasing smile. “And all I had to do with tickle her.”

“Thor!” You hissed. “What was that for?”

“You have been asleep for an hour and I’ve been trying to wake you for almost half of that,” He answered, moving to stand up to stretch his legs. You blushed, hiding your face in your hands.

“Sorry,” You mumbled.

“It’s quite alright,” Thor chuckled. “Now I know what to do in the future.”

And you found that he used it to his advantage almost every single time you fell asleep in his presence. The rest of the team had been begging him to reveal the secret to waking you, but thankfully Thor kept that piece of information all to himself.

So, on the morning of an important mission you were supposed to embark on, Steve sent Thor in to wake you up after sleeping through and snoozing your alarm… 8 times.

Thor snuck in quietly—not that it would change anything had he come in banging on pots and pans. He did it mostly for dramatic effect—and tiptoed over to your bed. In a swift movement, he ripped the blanket off your sleeping form and immediately dug his fingers into your sides.

You awoke seconds later with a screech of surprise, then fell into boisterous laughter as the ticklish sensation took over your entire body. “AHAHA! THOHOHOR!”

“You were supposed to be awake 2 hours ago. You have to leave in 30 minutes,” The God said, still steadily squeezing up and down your torso.

“YEHEAH, OKAHAY! I’M AWAKE NOHOHOW!”

Thor halted his wake-up call, staring down at you with a fond smile. “I find it so endearing that that is the only thing that will get you up and out of bed.”

“I find it annoying,” You groaned, sitting up and rubbing the tiredness from your eyes. “You still haven’t told anyone, have you?”

“No, I have not, but keep laughing like that and I’m sure everyone will soon figure it out,” He snickered, reaching down to throw a teasing poke at your side. You flinched and yelped, slapping his hand away.

“You suck,” You told him, but the grin tugging at your lips was a dead giveaway that you didn’t really mean it.

#marvel #marvel tickle #mcu #tickle prompts #tickle fic #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #sfw tickle fic #ler!thor #thor tickle #thor odinson #augtickletober2022 #tickletober prompts #tickletober2022

[just-another-blog-of-fluff]

Can't Wake a Sleeping Beast

Word count: 3,800

Pairing: Various (Tony, Steve, Bruce, Thor, Clint, Nat, Bucky, Loki) x female reader (all platonic, although Loki has a crush on you because I CAN'T HELP MYSELF DAMNIT 😂😂)

Warnings: None I can think of - mild swearing maybe?

So normally I don't write for this many characters, but I wrote a slightly modified version of this prompt requesting a fic with the six original Avengers, Bucky, and Loki trying to wake a sleeping reader. I don't specify below that the reader is the youngest of the team, but you are welcome to assume so as you read! 😊

(Also - there's no good casual gifs of the entire team, so... please accept this gif from the trip to the shwarma place at the end of Avengers 😂)

"Are you ready for the most exciting sporting event in history?!"

You plunked yourself down on the sofa beside Loki, grinning enthusiastically. Your upbeat tone was a stark contrast to your eyes, however. With puffy, darkened circles under your eyelids and a tinge of redness to the once white-colored outer edges of your eyes, it was obvious you were absolutely exhausted.

"Agent... how much sleep did you get last night?" Loki asked knowingly. You scowled at his chastising.

"I got plenty of sleep. I'm fine."

"Really? Because your eyes are telling me otherwise."

"Hey!" You folded your arms indignantly across your chest.

"I know you're not from Earth and all, but that's no way to speak to a lady," Steve chimed in as he and Bucky entered the common room, both taking a seat on an empty sofa. Loki rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I simply mean to say that you appear to be very tired. And I know you have a tendency to overwork yourself into the young hours of the morning."

Your cheeks blossomed with color as your hardened expression faltered. "I went to bed plenty early enough, thank you very much. Plus, I slept in this morning."

"Oh? And what time did you awaken, then?"

"8AM."

"And what time did you go to sleep?"

You hesitated, taking a moment to think. "4AM."

Tony had just walked in at that moment, snorting in amusement. "Wow. That's even later than I went to bed. And that's saying something."

"You're not helping," you muttered, narrowing your eyes at the billionaire. "Anyway... can we please stop harping on my sleeping habits and get ready to watch the first game?"

"Are you certain you'll even be capable of staying awake?" Loki chided.

"For the World Cup? Absolutely. I wouldn't miss this for anything."

"Ten bucks says she falls asleep by halftime," Tony goaded, smirking at you from his armchair across the room. You scoffed, refusing to offer him a verbal response.

"Agent - you are well aware that once you fall asleep, it is nearly impossible to awaken you?" Loki teased.

"I will not fall asleep!"

Loki snickered. "Whatever you say."

You had been ranting about the upcoming World Cup for months now. Most sports were rather boring to you, but soccer games always had you on your feet cheering for your favorite team. Your enjoyment of the sport had rubbed off on your teammates - even Loki found himself interested in watching the games, finding it amusing how little protective gear these Midgardians would wear despite how violent the game could get.

And, perhaps, part of him just enjoyed the sport because you enjoyed it.

As the first game was beginning, Thor burst into the common room with a frantic expression on his face.

"Have I missed the coin toss?!" he fretted.

"Nah, you're just in time, big guy," Steve assured, chuckling as Thor's face melted with relief.

"Where are the others?" he queried as he took the seat on the opposite side of you on the sofa.

"Oh, they'll be in and out I'm sure," Tony responded flippantly.

"Bruce and Clint don't appreciate soccer as much as we do," you griped. "And Nat had a couple errands to run before she could join us."

"Agent!" Thor's attention suddenly turned to you, his brows furrowed with worry. "You appear to be exhausted! Are you alright?"

"Ah-ah - don't mention how tired she looks," Tony warned, whispering loudly enough for you to hear. "She gets grumpy when you talk about it."

"Alright, I'm ignoring all of you." You crossed your arms once again, leaning back against the sofa.

The first game finally began, and the room fell silent as everyone watched the initial kickoff intently. Intermittently, there would be a chorus of shouting as the favored team got close to the opponent's goal. Notably, you suddenly stopped joining in on the hollering about halfway through the first half. Loki hadn't expected you to fall asleep that quickly, but he didn't dare look at you to find out, for fear you'd become sour again.

And then your head suddenly slumped over onto Loki's shoulder.

"Are you awake, darling?" he whispered, turning his head to look down at your face. Your eyes were shut, your breathing slow and steady with a slight raspy snoring undertone. The sight was simply adorable.

"You weren't kidding about her being tired," Bucky observed at the end of the half, gazing at you incredulously as you snored away against Loki's shoulder. Tony clapped his hands together excitedly.

"Where's my ten bucks? I called it!"

"Shh! You'll wake the young maiden, Stark!" Thor scolded in a hushed tone. Loki laughed at that, earning a glare from his brother. "Do you not care that she is clearly exhausted?"

"No, no it isn't that. I just find it amusing that you believe a simple clapping noise would be enough to wake her," Loki chuckled. "The girl sleeps like the dead. It's near impossible to wake her."

"And how would you know that?" Steve asked warily. Loki felt an involuntary wave of heat rush to his face at the implication.

"I've come across her napping in the common areas of the tower before. Believe me - it's very difficult to wake her."

It was true - Loki tended to wander the tower at late hours of the evening, much later than any of the others. On numerous occasions, he'd found you sleeping on the sofa, or napping with your forehead pressed against your forearms at the kitchen table, having attempted to stay up too late to watch a film or get some work done and passed out before you could drag yourself to bed.

At first, he'd simply let you be. What should it matter to him where you slept? Clearly you managed to get yourself to bed eventually, as you were never in the same spot the following morning. Perhaps you enjoyed napping for a bit before heading off to bed for the evening?

Then Loki began to realize that the nights he discovered you sleeping outside of your bedroom were the nights you'd overworked yourself. Hours upon hours in the training room... pouring over blueprints and maps in preparation for a mission... even just completing your paperwork sometimes took precedence over sleep in your list of priorities. So he began to try to wake you whenever he found you sleeping in a position that appeared uncomfortable.

The problem was - nothing would get you to wake up.

It was clear you were still living - you were always breathing (often snoring, in fact) so Loki didn't fear something terrible had happened to you. But nothing he attempted could ever get you to awaken. Eventually, he'd simply taken to just scooping you up in his arms and carrying you to your room to put you to bed.

He imagined you must become confused those mornings that followed, finding yourself tucked into your own sheets despite never having brought yourself there in the first place. So, eventually, he told you the truth. Since then, it'd become a sort of joke between the pair of you - Loki teased you for sleeping like a corpse, and you teased him right back for having so much concern over where you slept. It was enough to make him feel confident that you didn't mind him looking after you on those nights.

"She will surely injure her neck if she sleeps like that for long," Thor worried, observing the way your head was tilted awkwardly to the side.

"Yes... I suppose you're right." Carefully, Loki reached around your back to grasp your shoulders, gently guiding you to lie down properly with your head resting on his leg. Thor followed suit, scooping your legs up off the floor to rest them across his own lap.

"There, now. She must be much more comfortable," Thor declared happily, patting your knee affectionately. Loki hummed in agreement.

You remained asleep through the entire second half of that first game. With a bit of a break between games, the boys began to discuss your exhaustion once again.

"She's probably gonna be really upset that she missed the first game..." Bucky pondered aloud. "We let her sleep for an hour, do you think we should try to wake her up now?"

"Good luck with that, Barnes," Loki snickered. "I'm telling you - nothing will awaken the sleeping beast."

"I don't believe it." Bucky rose to his feet, pacing over to the sofa you were resting on. Loki gazed up at him expectantly, motioning for him to try. He placed a hand on your shoulder and shook you gently for a moment. You didn't even stir.

"Honestly - is that the best you can do?" Loki taunted with a haughty laugh.

"I wanted to go easy on her." He grasped your arm with his metal hand and shook you harder, causing your head to jostle around against Loki's leg a bit.

Nothing.

"Hang on, let me try," Tony interjected, wandering over to stand beside Bucky. He knelt down in front of you, holding his hands up in front of your face before suddenly clapping them together loudly in rapid succession. "HEY! WAKE UP! GAME'S GONNA START SOON!"

Not even a flinch.

"Wow. You weren't kidding, Ice Age." Loki scowled at Tony's nickname.

"Ah, I have a thought," Thor announced with a sly grin, gaining everyone's attention. He grabbed hold of one of your ankles in his lap and swiped a finger down the sole of your socked foot. Your toes curled in response, egging him on to start scratching with all five fingers up and down your sole.

Loki watched your face intently. Your brow furrowed, a slight smile tugging at the corner of your mouth in the most adorable way. Still, your eyes remained shut, chest rising and falling rhythmically with your steady breaths.

"You might be on to something, Thor," Bucky noted as Thor relented in his attempt. He brought his fingers to your neck and fluttered them along the skin where your shoulder met your collarbone. Your shoulder shrugged up reflexively, and Bucky pulled his hand away to watch you expectantly, assuming you were waking.

Then, you turned over onto your other side, letting out a deep breathy sigh. Still asleep.

"What are you guys doing?"

The group collectively glanced up toward the sound of Nat's voice in the doorway, finding her standing with her hands on her hips accusingly. Beside her stood Clint - looking less than enthused to be watching the game; as well as Bruce - looking quite enthused about being there with Nat.

"Don't worry, Romanoff - she's been sleeping for over an hour. We just don't want her to miss all the games today," Steve assured.

"Alright. I'll allow it." She wandered into the room, standing over your sleeping form while Clint and Bruce found seats. "Hmm..." Glancing around, she suddenly walked over to Tony's seat, reaching over to the side table and plucking an ice cube from his drink.

"Hey! Do you make it a habit of taking things that aren't yours?" Tony griped. Nat merely grinned, carrying the ice cube over and dropping it down the back of your shirt.

"Oh, that's gotta work," Steve declared, watching intently to see if you'd wake.

The sudden chill of the ice certainly wasn't welcome, as evidenced by the grimace that formed on your face. Still, you didn't open your eyes even once, only shifting a bit in your sleep.

"Alright, clearly that didn't work," Loki muttered, sliding his hand down your back to guide the ice cube out from under your shirt and chucking it in Nat's direction. She shrugged, unfazed.

"Hey, I tried."

"I suggest we reserve further attempts for halftime," Thor announced. "The next game is beginning!"

Loki was genuinely torn as you continued to snore away with your head resting comfortably in his lap. He knew very well that you needed the rest, despite the fact you'd never admit it. And you looked simply adorable as you slept, which didn't help matters. But he also knew how angry you'd be with yourself if you awoke later that evening to find you'd missed the entire first day of the tournament.

Yes, perhaps at halftime they could try to wake you once again. For now, he decided to let you sleep a little longer, absently twirling strands of your hair around his fingers. A happy sigh puffed out of your nose, making his heart swell.

When the first half of the game had finished, the attention of the group turned from the television to your sleeping form once again.

"How long has she been sleeping like that?" Clint whispered.

"Don't worry about keeping your voice down - she's slept like a log since partway through the first half of the first game," Bucky explained with an incredulous laugh. "Thor, Tony and I tried to wake her up before you guys walked in."

"And she hasn't even moved?" Bruce asked.

"Not really. Thor tickled her foot and that seemed to sort of work, so I tickled her neck, and still nothing."

"Maybe you haven't found her tickle spot," Clint suggested. Nat glanced at him with raised brows. "What? It's what I call it with the kids."

"That's pretty darn adorable," she hummed affectionately. Clint's cheeks turned slightly red.

"A-anyway... here, let an expert give it a shot." He meandered over to your sofa, gazing down at you in thought. "Lila nearly wets herself laughing when I get her here..." He gently lifted your arm so he could slot his fingers into your armpit, wriggling his fingertips deep into the hollow space. A huffy breath escaped your nose as your brows knit together once again, a full-fledged smile now growing on your face. Astonishingly, you remained undeniably asleep.

"I don't think it's working," Thor stated, watching your face with a fondness in his eyes. Clint groaned disappointedly, removing his hand from under your arm.

"Damn. That always gets the kids to wake up when they're being a pain."

"Let me try, then," Nat suggested, approaching from behind Clint and giving him a teasing poke in the side. He yelped and twisted, glaring at the assassin as he returned to his own seat. Nat brought both hands down on your stomach, clawing at the soft skin through your T-shirt. The ticklish smile returned to your face, but still you did not wake. It didn't matter whether she attempted a firm scratching or a light tracing motion, you were simply too sound asleep.

"Ok, obviously she's only ticklish when she's awake," Steve observed jokingly. "What else haven't we tried? We're running out of halftime."

"Oh, oh, hang on-" Tony swiped Nat's glass of water from the table in front of her, clearly feeling he needed revenge for her theft of his ice cube. Loki gave him a fierce look as he approached you with the water glass.

"I certainly hope you aren't planning to pour that on her," he stated warningly, shooting daggers at Tony with his eyes. He shrunk back just slightly under Loki's gaze.

"No, of course not... who would do something that cruel?" He dipped his fingers into the glass of water (earning an annoyed shout from its owner) and then flicked the water at your forehead. A few cold droplets stuck to the bridge of your nose, again making you grimace slightly in your sleep. Tony sighed. "Alright, can I dump it on her now?"

"Not unless you'd like my boot up your-"

"Alright! Alright, I get it, Jack Frost!" Tony rolled his eyes, placing the glass down on the table where he'd found it before returning to your side. "Ok, kid - how about this?" His fingers dug into your ribs, kneading between the bones. It was clearly tickling you quite a bit, as your eyes and nose scrunched up in the most adorable way. And yet - you stubborn thing - you still remained asleep. Tony threw his hands up in the air in frustration after a few moments, stomping back to his seat. "I thought I had her there!"

"I'm afraid we must abandon our efforts once again - the second half is starting!" Thor announced excitedly.

"No, she's gonna be pretty mad if she wakes up to find she missed two full games," Steve groaned. "Let me try."

"Please do it quickly, soldier - I must see who wins this game!" Thor insisted. Steve paced over to the sofa where you lay, wasting no time in digging into your ribs as he'd seen Tony attempt. He squeezed your side with his other hand, clearly hoping two spots would be more effective than one.

You adorable creature - you buried your face in Loki's stomach, hiding the huge grin that had taken shape on your face. Surely you must be awake now, he assumed.

And yet, when Steve relented in his attack, your breathing returned right back to the rhythmic, steady rise and fall of deep sleep.

"Alright! I give up!" Steve declared with a laugh. "She can't complain when she wakes up - every one of us has tried."

"Bruce hasn't," Tony reminded him.

"Me?!" Bruce appeared frazzled at the suggestion. "But if you guys haven't been able to, what makes you think I could wake her up?"

"Worth a shot at least," Bucky concurred. "Any genius ideas in that big brain of yours, Banner?"

"Well, I... You guys haven't tried pinching her yet?"

Bruce withered a bit under Loki's angry glare at the suggestion.

"Relax! I wouldn't hurt her!" he assured quickly, "Physicians do it to assess neurologic function."

He rose to his feet as Loki's glare softened a bit. If it worked, at least you'd get to watch the remainder of the game. But he'd be damned if Banner would actually hurt you in any way. His eyes never left Bruce's as he knelt down beside you, taking your hand in his and pulling a pen from his pocket.

"See, this doesn't hurt that badly," he assured, pinching one of your fingers between the pen and his own thumb, careful not to apply enough pressure to earn the wrath of the god watching over you. No matter how hard he pressed, you didn't even flinch. You tenacious little thing.

Bruce slipped the pen back in his shirt pocket when he recognized it wasn't going to work.

"Uh... well, that wasn't helpful," he chuckled nervously. "Have you tried behind the knees?" He reached over and scratched at the back of your knee gently. You sleepily bent your knees to block out his access to the sensitive spot, that little smile tugging at your lips once again.

"I must request that we cease this until the game has finished," Thor insisted. "Clearly, the young agent requires additional sleep."

"You just want them to stop interrupting the game," Loki accused.

"I... yes, that would also be nice, thank you."

In a way, Loki was quite impressed that you'd managed to remain asleep throughout all of this. Even he, the God of Mischief, couldn't come up with another method to try to wake you that wasn't too cruel for him to care to attempt.

He decided to keep trying to wake you while the others watched the second half. He wasn't all too interested in the game anyhow, and Thor couldn't complain that he was interrupting his viewing time.

Loki was sure that he could wake you if he could just find the the spot that you were simply too ticklish to sleep through. While awake, you were devastatingly ticklish - barely a solitary squeeze to the side and you'd be giggling like mad. How your mind was able to block out the ticklish sensations only whilst you slept was beyond him.

He scratched his fingers along your belly just above your waistline as he began his mission to locate your weak spot. His fingertips traveled gently up the side of your stomach, around your side, down to squeeze at your hipbone for a moment. Your ribs, he knew, would have you howling with laughter if you were awake, and yet no matter how meticulously he searched along each rib for a trigger spot to wake you, you simply buried your face deeper into his stomach in your sleep. Loki had to abandon that spot, mostly because you'd begun to tickle him with your gentle breathy laughter against his thin shirt overlaying his belly. You infuriating little creature.

Tickling fingers traveled up to your neck, flitting lightly against the soft, silky skin. Curiously, he fluttered his fingers under your chin, chuckling fondly under his breath as you ducked your head and let out a breath of a laugh - still in your sleep, of course. Perhaps your back would do it?

Before shifting to try there, he scratched ever so gently just below your jawline, selfishly enjoying the adorable smile it brought to your face. His fingertips grazed along the thin skin just behind your ear unintentionally.

Suddenly, you squeaked.

It was barely audible over the noise of the game and the cheering of the others in the room, but it was undeniable - you had squeaked. A sly grin spread across Loki's face as he averted his full attention to that spot, ghosting his fingertips around and behind your ear. Your face scrunched up into a huge smile, then slowly, your eyes cracked open.

"What..."

"Ah, she awakens at last." Loki caught your wrist before you could block his tickling fingers with your hand, continuing to flit the fingertips of his free hand around the hypersensitive shell of your ear. Rapid, squeaky giggles bubbled from your mouth as you tried shrugging your shoulder up to block him.

"Hehey!! You wahanted me to slee-heep, and then yohou tickle mehe??" you whined sleepily.

"Darling, you've been asleep for nearly two hours," Loki informed you, pausing his torment as your mouth dropped open.

"Two hours?? But then I... I missed two games??"

"A game and a half, actually," Bucky called from his seat. The room had now realized you were awake. "But the end of this one has been a nail-biter!"

Scowling, you shifted to sit up so you could watch the television. Loki couldn't hold back from pinching your side once, drawing your attention just long enough for him to say I told you so. You returned the favor by poking him in the stomach, earning a jolt and a glare from the god that he didn't truly mean.

With the added rest, you returned right back to your usual ways. You were on your feet with every goal, screaming at the referee on the screen for every penalty as though he could hear you, cheering when the opposing team missed a score. You were rambunctious, loud, and vicious. All traits Loki had come to love about you.

But if there was one thing he'd learned today, it was this:

Even someone as fierce as yourself had a weakness.

#ticklish!reader #tickle fluff #tickle fic #marvel tickle #avengers x fem!reader #ler!bucky #ler!thor #ler!loki #ler!Steve Rogers #ler!Bruce #ler!Natasha #ler!Clint #ler!Tony

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Vacation: The Finale (Part 1)

Part 12 of the series Vacation

This is a TICKLE series

PLATONIC Avengers x reader

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

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

CRASH!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everyone looked around surprised. Tony and Steve exchanged looks. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

   To defend the defenseless. -Heimdall

Wanda tilted her head and knelt next to you. 

 ‘‘I’m sensing something.” She said. 

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

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

  “Enchanted… Is it safe?” Bucky asked. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

  “THOR”’ You cried!

Thor arrived at the doorway within the minute. 

  “What’s the matter, Princess?”

  “Look!” You held up the knife.

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

  “How do I get it to be big again?”

  “You will it to.”

You nodded. “This is just… so weird.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

You hugged his neck tighter.

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

  “What do you mean?” You asked confused. 

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

  “OH NO THOR COME ON!” 

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

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

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

You blushed and playfully slapped his arm. 

He ruffled your hair. 

“Let’s go eat breakfast.” 

…

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

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

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

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

You and Peter looked at each other with wide smiles. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You stood up doing a stupid victory dance. 

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

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

  “This is what you get!”

  “PLEASE STAHAHAP!” 

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

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

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

  “Ahh!” He whined. 

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

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

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

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

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

You both laid on the floor laughing. 

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

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

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

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

  “Your hair looks cute.” He said sweetly. 

  “Thank you!” You said. 

…

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

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

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

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

  “I just don’t understand…”

  “Understand what?” Steve asked. 

  “Why it… chose… me.” 

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

You blushed. “You really believe in me?” 

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

  “Thanks Steve.” You said. 

Steve kissed your nose. 

You laid your head on his shoulder.

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

…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  “I’m in control of that!” Sam yelled.

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

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

  “FINALLY!” Sam shouted.

You and Peter cheered. 

Steve and Tony groaned.

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

  “NO!” Everyone chorused. 

  “Bad idea.” Steve laughed. 

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

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

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

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

  “Oh…” You trailed off. 

  “You scared?” Bucky teased. 

  “No!” You fibbed. 

  “Aww don’t be scared!”

  “I’M NOT!”

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

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

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

  “N-nohohoho!”

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

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

  “NO!” You shouted, embarrassed. 

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You nodded as the worker pushed the lap bar in. 

Bucky just chuckled at you and squeezed your thigh. 

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

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thor ruffled his hair. 

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

Everyone said their goodbyes, except you. You waited. 

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

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

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

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

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

  “Promise?”

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

Your eyes twinkled. 

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

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

  “I- I love you.” 

You finally just let your tears flow. 

Thor’s eyes danced with love and he smiled. 

  “I love you, Princess.” 

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

   He stood back, Mjolnir in hand. 

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

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

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

And with that, he was gone. 

…

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

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

                                                                                              

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

Y/n and Thor’s Memories

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

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

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

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

  “I missed you so much.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

  “Th-Thor..” You whispered, shaking.

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

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

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

  “What is this madness?” Thor asked angrily. 

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

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

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

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

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

  “NO I DON’T!” You defended. 

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

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

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

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

  “Ihihihi aham scahahared!” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You shook your head with a nervous smile. 

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

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

  “I win what?” Thor asked. 

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

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

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

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

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

  “I CAHAHAN’T!” You wheezed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  “Yehehes!” You giggled. 

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

Suddenly, Thor burst through the door. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  “Anything for you, Princess…”

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

 “Heimdall!” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  “I AM NOHAHAHAT!”

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

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

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

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

You swore you turned like 100 shades redder. 

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

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

How dare he stop!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“For me?!” You asked.

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

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

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

 “Thank you, Loki.” You smiled.  

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You got butterflies and blushed, but you nodded. 

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

You rolled your eyes and let him finish your hair. 

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

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

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

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

You gave him a challenging smirk. 

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

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

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

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

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

  “Nahahat! Plehehehase! Nohohot my neheheck!” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

  You gave him a small smile and a nod. 

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

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

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

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

You hugged his neck tighter.

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

  “What do you mean?” You asked confused. 

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

  “OH NO THOR COME ON!” 

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

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

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

You blushed and playfully slapped his arm. 

He ruffled your hair. 

End of Y/n and Thor’s Memories

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

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

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

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Anyone have some magnus chase t-content to spare this poor, hungry child? (me) 🤲

#i just finished re-reading hammer of thor #guys I'm DYING over here #if this side of the magnus chase fanbase exists SOMEONE PLS TELL ME 🥲🥲🥲 #magnus chase #sfw tk community #sfw tickling community #im ALL ALONE #i need all the fluff. all the fics. all the cuddles from these characters *squeezes them like a sponge*

[marvel-m-lee]

Hii its me again, i really loved the fic that you wrote and i have another idea.

There is not so many fanfics with sylvie so i though about one. Hear me out- female reader the age of 16 and she is like a litle sister to sylvie one day she and sylvie had a big fight and you refuses to talk to her, some days pass and she Accidentally finding that she is ticklish and the reader is trying to hold their laigh as much as she can hold it. This is the way sylvie choose to to make her talk to her

Talk to Me

Words: 1631

Fandom: MCU Sylvie x (f)Reader

Summary: Y/n and Sylvie have an argument which ends in silent treatment. Sylvie finds a way to get Y/n to talk to her again

A/n: I love this person, I'm sorry this didn't come out sooner. Honestly

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"Come on, please Y/n. Just talk to me"

You turned around and walked the opposite way, right back to your room. You wanted to get a snack but seeing your devil sister there just made you turn back around.

You'd been ignoring her for about 3 days now, including today. You'd both had an argument and she just wouldn't give up so you just wouldn't talk to her. She had said some hurtful things, and you had too obviously, but she stepped over a line and ever since you just couldn't look at her.

She kept trying to talk to you but you'd just walk away or ignore her. Usually avoiding her though, which was strange because the two of you were like sisters.

You'd over heard her talking to Loki one night about the situation, you'd actually spoken to him too right away and he comforted you. You only overheard a little bit but you heard the sadness in her "oh... no" when Loki explained how badly she'd hurt you...

Maybe you wanted to forgive her, but you didn't want to look at her yet. You were still mad.

"Oh come on Y/n! It's been days!" You heard as she tried running up to you. You only ignored her, continuing your pace with a head high as you continued on.

"Y/n? Y/n. Y/n! Just talk to me!"

You continued ignoring her, annoying her as you did so.

"Im sorry alright? Just look at me!"

Before you could even think about it though, someone ran at you and was swinging you in the air laughing his oh so contagious laugh.

"Dear Y/n! Why so glum? You look so much nicer with your smile!" Thor teased, holding you in his arms and tickling you making you suddenly break and fall into a giggling fit while waving his hands away. Trust Thor to do this. He had such a big smile he could fix anything.

He looked up and saw Sylvie, quickly pulling her in for a hug. "Dear sister! Lady Sylvie" he teased with a bow while holding you in his arm still. How he could read a situation so wrong was mind blowing to you but you couldn't help but smile at him.

Sylvie smirked at him too, nodding her head at him in appreciation.

"Dinner shall be ready soon, I was told to round everyone up and spotted the two of you here. Have either of you seen Loki?" He asked, looking between you both.

You shook your head, not wanting Sylvie to get the luxury of hearing your voice.

"No, sorry Thor, last I did see him was out in the garden" Sylvie replied looking behind her and pointing down the hall.

"Oh, well thank you, I'll go check, see you both at dinner!" Thors chirpy self, as usual. He quickly gave your sides another tickle before popping you down and rushing off to find his brother.

You smirked and rolled your eyes at him, Sylvie doing the same but now looking you up and down. You looked back at her and rolled your eyes, turning back and making it to your room.

You went in and tried to close the door behind you, only for the door to be stopped with a foot and Sylvies head poking through with a smirk.

You tried to close it again, yet she pushed it open. You rolled your eyes with an annoyed sigh and went to sit on your bed, ignoring her.

Sylvie's smug look didn't go away as she walked into the middle of your room and looked around with her hands in her pockets. She then looked at you as you were scrolling your phone, ignoring her presence.

"So, you're still gonna ignore me?" She asked, looking at you. You didn't react at all though, as if she was a ghost.

"You know..." she came and sat at the edge of your bed. "I thought I knew everything about you, or mostly" she started, though you didn't pay attention to her and scrolled Instagram.

"But I never knew you were ticklish!" Suddenly everything happened all at once, you shrieked as she grabbed your foot and began clawing at one of your soles.

You dropped your phone, rolling down beside you as you tried to yank your foot out of her hold, kicking her with your other leg.

She then pulled you down with your ankle and was above you, tickling at your hips as you tried to push her off you whole holding Your breath so she wouldn't hear your desperate laughter.

"Aw, come on y/n! You have to talk to me now!"

You closed your eyes and slammed yous hands over your mouth as she dragged her hands up your sides and spidered over them and your tummy, making you feel butterflies that tickled inside and out. You tried shaking your head to stop the laughter spilling out as she reached your ribs.

"How did I not know this? You're adorable!" The witch teased.

You were shaking your head with laughter, trying to roll away whilst she kept you in her clutches. You couldn't take it as she continued to tickle and teased you wherever she wanted.

"Come onnnn, let me hear your laughter!" Sylvie whined with a smirk. She began to shake your ribcage with tickles where you stretched out and kicked your legs uncontrollably, breaking a little and causing muffled laughter from under your hands.

"Ah! Ah? What was that?" She teased. "Tickle Tickle~" Sylvie could honestly be the absolute worst. By now though she'd easily realised you were enjoying this and allowing it to happen, hence you not using any magic nor fighting methods against her. Both of you smiling.

Sylvie then decided to force you to stop covering your mouth, she leaned down and lifted your shirt without you realising, you know, having being tickled half to death whilst staying stubborn at not talking to her.

Then she littered herself up, throwing her head back down and blowing a fat raspberry on your stomach. You screamed bloody murder-

Immediately you were laughing louder than ever, pushing at her head desperately as she blew another one and another one, sending you into hysterica.

"SHEHEYLVIEEEGEHE I CAHANT I CAHAHANT!- WAHAHAIT PLEHAHSEDR-" You shook your head and squeeled as she continued blowing raspberry after raspberry, while continuing to squeeze your sides and occasional thigh or knee to shock you, as if this wasn't enough.

You were desperate, usually you'd be able to take it, but it was so unexpected and felt so much worse as you'd been hiding your laughter for so long.

"SYLVIEHE!"

Raspberry.

"NAHAHA-"

Raspberry.

Pure torture. You were 98% sure this was some torture method they used on asgard to get people to talk. It had to have been- so far every asgardian you'd met seemed to be a little too good at it...

"Aw, you're so ticklish! Also, what? You want to talk to me now?" Sylvie asked, spider tickling gently over the previous spot for raspberries, sending you into hysterical giggles.

"Ohokahay! Yeheheasss!"

Sylvie shrugged, "well I'm not talking to you now so ha!" The evil woman grinned and then continued her raspberries until you were crying with silent laughter.

Your nerves were on fire and as she settled down she still decided to tease you with tiny gentle tickles before she allowed you to turn on your side and hug yourself.

Sylvie was laughing to herself when watching you, patting your head and running her hand down your hair to your back to calm you.

You let out a couple last airy laughs and sighed, turning back and spreading yourself as you were staring at the ceiling with your eyes closed. Recovering from her attack.

After a moment you felt a poke to your stomach which made you jump.

"I never knew you were ticklish!"

"Syhyhlvie!"

"Whattt?! It's cute!" She backed up her statement by poking you multiple times making you burst out into laughter again.

"Ohohkay! Ohohkay!"

Sylvie laughed as she backed off. You wiping a tear from your eye as it was quick to sent you to tears after the onslaught of raspberries and side tickles, followed by belly tickles and now this.

You recovered and couldn't wipe the grin off your face as you sat next to Sylvie on the bed. You walked her playfully and rolled your eyes.

"Can you talk to me now?" Sylvie asked, taking you by surprise. You hadn't noticed how genuinely hurt she'd seemed by your silent treatment, though very much deserved.

"Look, I'm really sorry alright? Really sorry. I took it too far and I dont- I didn't mean it. I love you like a little sister"

You felt tears in your eyes and dived into her chest, hugging her tight and holding back tears. Sylvie was pushed backwards and almost fell off the bed, surprise at your reaction.

"Im sorry too Sylvie. I'm sorry, I love you too"

For a moment to two of you hugged, sitting in peace and love. Then you broke apart and you wiped your eyes, still looking like you'd been sobbing.

"You okay?..." Sylvie asked, looking over at you and holding your shoulder for support.

"Yeah... yeah, I'll be fine"

"You know, I've found a new way to stop that frown..." Sylvie's smirk appeared on her face far too quickly foe your liking and you bolted out of the room, quickly followed by your now big sister turned tickle monster.

See, the best part about it, was after turning a corner without looking, you crashed into Thor and Loki, Sylvie inviting them in on the ge and the two being more than happy to play.

You ran.

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[cantsaythetword]

TickleTober Day 23: Games

~A/N  - Going for a group Avengers fic this time around! A bit of fun with some halloween-themed challenges gone pear-shaped (plus tickly consequences wink wonk).

This is so long omg I'm so sorry it took me ages to write it lmao.

- Enoy! ~

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In the lead up to any major holiday or celebration, nothing was better than a little healthy competition. A set of challenges or games to prove strength, stamina, smarts, or just to laugh at your friends.

And the Avengers were ready to do just that.

When Bruce first pitched the idea of a halloween games night to Tony, he was nervous as to how Tony would react. He didn't want to seem childish, but he genuinely was excited to have a bit of fun with his friends. Especially with the amount of stress in their line of work.

With Tony hooked on the idea, the billionaire immediately began planning out different games all revolving around the spooky season.

Little did he know, it wouldn't turn out quite how anyone expected.

"Alright, let's get started!" Tony exclaimed once everyone was seated in the central meeting room. "I know you're all keen to work on this PR paperwork so without further ado, Bruce?"

Bruce stood up, keeping the cheeky smile off his face. Yes, he and Tony had planned to pretend this would be a boring paperwork meeting for the team before launching into the fun. Reaching behind the screen, he pulled out a box of donuts.

"Well, at least there's snacks for the next ten hours of writing." Clint smirked, reaching out for the box before Bruce pulled it away.

"Actually, there won't be any writing." Bruce grinned. Tony snapped his fingers, and 6 strings fell from the roof. "You will be needing these lines though."

As Bruce tied the donuts to the ceiling, Tony began to explain. "With Halloween coming up, Bruce and I felt it important to take part in a little team building exercise."

"Ah, a tournament!" Thor smiled. "Sounds excellent."

"For our first game, you are tasked with eating one donut hanging on a string." Tony continued. "You have to eat all of it. That string's gotta be cleaner than a priest on Sunday."

"Easy." Clint chimed in.

Tony grinned. "The catch? No hands."

The team of 6 moved in front of their strings. Steve and Nat waiting with their hands behind their backs, Thor with his fingers waiting at either side of the donut as if magically holding it still, Bruce and Tony eyeing for the best angle of attack, and Clint...

"Nobody said go yet!" Nat elbowed the man who was currently a quarter of the way through his donut. "Penalty?"

"Agreed." Steve laughed.

"Clint, wait 30 seconds while we start." Tony said, his eyes moving from his friends to now locked onto his target. "Ready, set, GO!"

Clint waited eagerly, counting to 30 as slowly as his racing heart would allow him. Finally, he was able to begin.

Thor was absolutely wolfing down the baked good, certain that he would be the victor by a landslide. All up until-

"Done." Steve wiped his mouth of the powdered sugar around it.

"Holy shit Rogers how did you finish that quickly?" Tony asked, only just past halfway on his.

Steve shrugged, grinning the whole time. "I guess you just need to get faster, Tony."

"Alright, next up is Apple Bobbing!" Bruce announced, ripping down the strings containing semi-eaten donuts. "Grab your buckets."

Each Avenger knelt on the floor, staring into a wide mouthed bucket full of water and about 5 apples.

"First to grab an apple with your mouth - and only your mouth -" Tony added. "Is the winner."

While the others listened intently, Nat was thinking up a plan of her own. She was perfectly positioned next to Steve, allowing her to ensure he didn't win twice in a row. As each hero plunged their face into the water, Natasha plunged her fingers into Steve's side. It was a long shot, but she didn't have to wait long to see if it worked.

"NGAAAAH!" Steve bubbled, coughing as he surfaced apple-less. "What was that for?"

Nat didn't respond, keeping her face in the water. The moment Steve let his guard down however, her hand was right back at his ribs.

"NAHAHAT!" Steve cackled, jerking his body away from the offending fingers.

"HR HRRRRH!" Thor laughed in victory, a bright green apple glistening in his mouth.

But most of the attention was placed on a red-faced (and mildly embarrassed) Steve Rogers, who's mouth was still stretched in a helpless smile.

"Didn't know you were ticklish, Cap." Clint smirked, winking approvingly at Natasha.

And that would only be the beginning. The next challenge brought whole 18 packs of toilet paper into the room, with Tony grinning menacingly at Natasha and Bruce.

"Seeing as you two are the smallest out of all of us..." Tony gestured to the pair (whether that statement was true or not was irrelevant). "You'll be our models."

"Models?" Thor asked bemusedly. "Models for what?"

"Your team will have to wrap you as tightly and best they can. First team to completely cover their 'mummy' wins."

Nat grumbled something about how unfair it was that she was chosen, while Bruce gave a nervous smile. With all this talk of tickling, he was more than skittish about four hands running around his body.

As Thor and Tony armed themselves with the paper rolls, Steve and Clint took their places beside Natasha. With everyone ready to go, the countdown began. Three out of the Four wrappers prepared themselves for covering their teammate, but Steve had other plans.

Vengeful plans.

Once 'Go' had left Bruce's lips, Steve started at Natasha's arms. Wrapping layer after layer of paper over her elbows. After a whole roll was around her waist, he wormed his fingers into her armpits and began his assault.

"stEHEVE!" Natasha squeaked, writhing in her bounds. Between Cap's arm wrapping and Hawkeye's excellent craftsmanship on her legs she was completely trapped.

Tony, watching the commotion unfold, decided Bruce needed a laugh as well. He let his hands follow the wrap up Bruce's torso and settled his fingers on the man's collarbones. It only took a few gentle taps for Dr Banner to absolutely crack. Thor, thoroughly entertained by the antics, began squeezing Bruce's hips through the wraps.

The poor mummified victims had no option but to either stand their and take it, occasionally hoping to land a headbutt, or collapse to the ground, risking ripping their team's hard work. Natasha decided to opt for the first, and almost caught Clint with the back of her skull. Bruce was left to helplessly dissolve at the knees - thankfully Thor was able to catch him. Unluckily this just rendered Bruce in a more accessible position for Tony's slender digits.

"T-T-T-HAHAHA-TIIHIHIHIME!" Bruce yelled out, relieved he could finally get the words out. Thor let him flop to the ground, perfectly cocooned in toilet paper. Whereas Nat, in her struggling, had half removed the paper around her legs.

"I'd say we win." Tony smirked. "But that's not all."

Both Bruce and Nat gave him a look of pure desperation. Neither could handle much more tickling.

"It's time to race."

Steve chuckled loudly. "Oh this'll be fun to watch."

Thor helped both competitors maneuver to the 'starting line' - two chairs placed on one side of the meeting table.

"First to finish two laps of the table is the winner." Tony smiled, sitting down on a spare chair. "Ready, Set, Go!"

With Natasha's legs almost released, she took off in an instant. Leaving poor Bruce writhing against his mummified bonds. By the time he had released an arm and began ripping at his legs, Natasha was halfway through her second lap. Bruce began to run, but to no avail. Natasha rounded the corner and through the chairs to victory.

"Unlucky Tony!" Nat smiled coyly. "I guess having the best wrapping skills doesn't always pay off!"

"Hmmm, perhaps we deserve a little compensation, hmm?" Clint added, inching closer and closer to the losing team of three.

"And what compensation might that be?" Steve asked innocently, though his intentions were far from it.

"This!" Natasha laughed, leaping at Tony and running her nails up his sides. The hero let out a squeal before crumbling into squeaky laughter. Steve joined the attack, aiming for Thor's armpits. His assault didn't last long, as Thor quickly turned the tables by getting Steve's ribs. Clint, aiming for the most helpless of the group, went for a wide-eyed Bruce. The already jumpy scientist yelped as two hands made contact with his hips and squeezed. Hiccup-filled giggles bubbled out of Bruce's mouth.

"THIHIHIS WAHAHASN'T PAHART OF THEHEHE GAHAHAMES!" Bruce laughed, still struggling to free himself from his paper prison.

"This is the new challenge Banner!" Clint grinned. "Spiders!"

"Yeah-" Steve gasped, only just having freed himself from Thor's clutches. "I'm sensing a theme with these games..."

Tony could only laugh in response, Natasha still ruthlessly tickling him while keeping him pinned against the floor. Thor rushing in to help Bruce escape Clint (the poor guy had been tortured enough in this bout), and Steve enjoying watching the madness.

It was safe to say this would be a regular tradition for the Avengers in many years to come.

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

[valiantphantomangel]

Double trouble

"Alright, you made your point now PUT ME DOWN"

Thor said that you were so light, he could lift you with one arm and you (of course) told him that that wasn't true.

"I don't think so yougn maiden, see my brother alerted me that you were ones again sleeping less then 4 hours, which made it that you lost weight" Thor said.

"Alright one: why is Loki watching me and two: that is not true"

" Darling, you should know better then to lie to the god of mischief" By hearing his voice you knew you were in trouble.

Loki walked towards you with that stupid grin on his face, he nodded to Thor and before you could blink you were pinned on your back with Loki straddling your waist and Thor holding your arms above your head.

One thing crossed your mind 'im screwed'.

You hat seen how ruthless the brothers were when it came to tickling and flustering, poor Tony hat once irritated Loki or how he called him reindeer games, that was one mistake he will never make again.

And now you were in his position only now you also hat to deal with Thor and knowing them you knew they would tease you into oblivion.

The very smug looking god just sat there watching you, the anticipation killing you.

"Just get on with it" you muttered under your breath.

Loki leaned forward, resting on hand beside your head and whispered "It almost looks like you want this, us tickling you until you fall asleep exhausted from your laughter" the blush on your face gave him his answer.

"Seems like our mortal friend wants to get tickled to sleep dear brother" Thor said having heard the entire thing his brother said.

Both of them immediately went for your dead spots, not wasting any time.

"AHHHAHAHAHAHAH THOHOHOHR LOKHIHIHIH STOP"

"i don't think so, you brought this upon yourself" Loki said kneading into the middle of your ribs, while Thor was busy with you underarms.

"HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH"

"you look absolutely adorable" your already red face turned almost crimson.

Eventually they let up seeing that you needed to breath.

"Tell me love, are your knees ticklish too"? That smug son of a gun was really out to fluster you wasn't he.

"No there not"!!

"Really, i don't believe that" you felt his weight shifted and his hands were on your knees.

"Loki wait we can talk about tHIHIHIS LOKIHIHIHI"

Then if that wasn't enough, Thor now hat full access to the ribs.

"THOHOHOHR NOHOHOHO"

This went on for what felt like hours, but it finally stopped.

Your head laid on Thor's shoulder and feet on Loki's lap, you fell into a deep sleep with someone playing with your hair.

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Dirty Work 45

Joyous Walpurgisnacht: Part III

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as bullying, familial discord/abuse, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You start a new gig and find one of your clients to be hard to please.

Characters: Loki

Note: are we weady?

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Thor’s large hands drag along your shoulders as he tugs down the straps of your dress. Fear courses through your veins as your head pulses from impact. You blink, trying to see through the dark as his broad figure blocks out any light. You quiver, hands clumsily moving over the dirt, flailing as you throw them up against his stomach.

“St-op,” you choke out, head lolling as you try to shake off the vertigo, “ple-ease.”

“Shh, little maid, it’ll be over soon,” he coaxes as he traces the edge of your bodice, “isn’t that how it goes, eh? You do the dirty work with a smile on your face.” He grabs your chin, his hand cupping the lower half of your face, “give me a smile, little maid.”

You babble as your lashes flutter. Your eyes well with tears as you tell yourself it isn’t real. It can’t be. 

“Aw,” leans over you, “are you going to cry for me? How cute.”

“Please…” you wilt.

“Mm, yes, you can beg,” he snarls, “eh, little maid, if my brother won’t put you in your place, I’ll be more than happy to do his duty. As always,” he sits up again, gruffly shoving your head to the side. Your tears flow over as you quake with sobs.

You grasp at his shirt desperately, trying to shove him off, trying to wriggle free from between his thick thighs.

“You must remember where you belong,” he spits, “in the dirt.” He covers your face with his hand and pushes your head into the ground. You whimper and swing your arm out desperately.

He trails his finger down to your bodice again, jolting you as he yanks, the zipper popping as the fabric slackens. The dress droops down your torso and he pushes it to crumple around your waist. You murmur and cover yourself with your arms.

He hisses and grabs your wrists, once more pinning them beside your head. He bends over you, sliding down your body. He holds himself above you, nuzzling along your neck as you quake. He nips at your neck, pinching meanly as you cry out.

“Please, please, please,” you whisper, “please, why…”

“There once was a little maid,” he snarls and bites you again, “bid to work upon her knees,” his teeth tear at you, “but she would not obey…” his beard tickles along your chest and he sinks his teeth around the swell of your breast. 

You squeak and spasm at the pain. He only squeezes harder and harder, until you feel the flesh break. He unlatches from your flesh and growls, “and as her master would not remind her, it was up to his brother to discipline the errant maid.”

You choke on your sobs, nearly gagging with horror as he swirls his tongue around your nipple. He lets go of your wrists, one hand locking on your throat as the other creeps down your side. He lifts himself, moving his knees between your legs. He splays you wide as he pulls your skirt higher and higher.

You hear a screech. Is it you!? No, it can’t be, you can’t breathe. He squeezes until your head pounds. You beat on his shoulders weakly, heels bouncing off the ground. His hand grazes along your thigh and his fingers flick along the front of your panties.

Another horrid squawk, echoing all around. Then again, and again, and again. Like some distorted horn. There’s a flapping up in the branches and twigs snap in the grass. You close your eyes as you surrender. You can’t fight him. He’s too strong. 

You deserve this. You are just the upstart maid. Laufeyson could never want any more of you than this. It hardly matters that it isn’t him. It’s all you’re good for.

Thor’s fingers dip beneath the thin fabric and scratch between your folds. You whimper and cough. He presses against your entrance gruffly and your insides clench. He prods at you then suddenly, all once, he rips his hand away, his weight collapsing onto you.

He grunts as he’s shoved off of you. A tall shadow kicks his ribs, over and over, several times. Thor rolls onto his back, catches the foot aimed at his middle and wrenches the man off kilter. You hack and huff as suck in air through your burning throat.

You push yourself up on one elbow, watching as the bodies tangle in each other, their grunts and groans interspersed with the sounds of violence. The moonlight leaks in between the branches above and a shadow flits across, a wide wingspan soaring over you.

You look up as Fossegrim dives down and sweeps back up with a mighty squawk, ‘lady’.

You squint at the chaos. Loki’s black hair hangs down as he hurls a fist down at his brother. Suddenly, he’s knocked onto his back and Thor rolls over him, laying a punch into his stomach. Loki puffs and moans, throwing an elbow down helplessly. The blond lands another blow, a mulching crack curdling the air.

You bend your legs, getting your feet under you. Your blood flows hot and your body tingles. Your vision is doubled, further skewed by the dim. You search around as Fossegrim plunges again, snapping at Thor’s golden strands.

You stagger around, your eyes falling to a thick branch across the ground. You bend, nearly falling onto your face, and grip the rough bark. You hear the men fighting still. Growls and sneers and horrid thuds.

“Animal…” Loki bites out.

You turn, the branch dragging heavily in the dirt as you drag it. Thor sits back, just as he did over you. He raises an arm and you lift the branch. You swing it before he can do the same, putting all your weight into the effort. You spin as you bring it down on his back, letting go as it makes contact and slipping down to your knees.

You fall onto your hands, disoriented as blood clogs your nose. Thor’s shadow rises over you and you look up, blinking as the moon outlines his silhouette. Loki pants as he lays in the dirt.

“Thor…” He says, “don’t–”

“Enough, brother,” Thor stomps his stomach, making him wheeze. He steps over his brother as he faces you, “I didn’t know you liked to watch but I don’t mind an audience.”

Thor lumbers towards you, wiping his face as he snickers. He stands over you as you cower, slipping onto your ass as you raise a hand over you. He grunts and staggers, a pathetic squeak rising from his throat as he cups the front of his pants.

You see Loki’s fist unhook from between his brother’s legs as the large man falters and drops to his knees. You move out of the way as he plants his hand and heaves. You kick him, as hard as you can and he falls to his side.

“That is low, brother,” he rasps.

“Don’t speak to me… of low,” Loki stands unsteadily, “if you have any semblance of a brain, you will stand down.”

Thor laughs and tilts his face up, “why would I–”

Loki doesn’t wait for him to finish his taunt. He lifts his foot and brings it across Thor’s cheek, knocking him onto his shoulder. He kicks him again and again. As he goes for a fourth, you crawl to him and touch the leg of his stained pants.

“Please… no more,” you beg as you look over at Thor’s unmoving figure.

Loki puts his foot on the ground as he peers down at you. He turns and bends his knees, squatting before you as he pulls your dress straight, fixing the straps through the fabric hangs loose. He grips your shoulders as he watches you, his face shrouded in the darkness.

He scoops you up without a word. As he stands, Fossegrim flies down and lands on his shoulder. Still, Loki does not speak. He only carries you through the trees, his heartbeat thumping beneath his shallow breaths. You lean your head against him, the last of your strength whittled away.

He doesn’t take you towards the noise of the party. He keeps to the pathways and the trails, following the far edge of the stone wall and up around the front of the house, well away from the lights that shine on the festivities. He does not miss a step as he carries you through the front door and up the staircase, not stopping until there’s a closed door at his back.

This isn’t your room. You’ve never been here. It must be his. He lays you down on the bed as the bird flutters off his shoulder, landing on the high post of the bed. You look up at the blue splotch of feathers bobbing above you.

You feel your energy slake away as the adrenaline seeps out. You stare up at the ceiling as you sense his movement all around you. The open and closes of drawers and doors, the steady, unshakeable pacing of leather soles. 

Then at once, he’s standing over you, a trickle of dried blood from his brow to his chin. His cheek is swelling and discoloured and his hair mussed and dusted with dirt. He sits on the edge of the bed and dotes on you with a cool, stinging swap. You moan as your nose throbs, your entire skull thrumming at his touch.

He works methodically before he disappears again. Time ripples as if everything around you is submerged in water. He returns and slides open the window next to the bed. He shoos the bird and it leaves with a shrill squawk. He sighs and lifts you from the mattress.

Your head droops back over his arm as he carries you from the room. The descent has your head swirling and you close your eyes. You quiver as you smell the stench of dirt and grass on his stained clothing. You feel as if you’re being smothered again. You reach to touch the front of his shirt. He’s there, you’re okay. You clutch the fabric as he brings you out the front door into the cool night.

You open your eyes at the glare of light. There’s a black car waiting, a glowing sign mounted on top. A taxi. He eases you into the seat and buckles you in before rounding to the other side. The car shifts as he gets in and bids the driver to a hospital.

You slump against the door, lights gleaming in your vision. You watch the colours streak by, arms limp as you let the world spin around you. 

You feel a warmth on your hand and your arm is dragged across the seat. Your head lolls as you glance over at Loki. He clasps your hand tight, his jaw locked as he stares ahead.

“I’m okay,” you say groggily.

“We will make sure of it,” he says, squeezing your hand.

“And you too,” you reply. 

He looks at you, “me?”

“You’re hurt…” you murmur, “you…”

He hushes you, “it’s fine, we will see a doctor and sort it out after.”

You nod and let your eyes close. When you open them again, the taxi is still. You let Loki take over. He guides you from the car into the bright lights of the hospital. He sits you down in a plastic chair after you see a woman in blue scrubs. He pulls you against him, an arm draped over your shoulders.

“Ugh,” he leans his head back, “too much whiskey.”

You nestle into him, tired but wide awake. Your head splits and your nose pulses, but neither hurt as bad as your heart. A doctor can fix the damage Thor’s done, but can you heal what the wounds left by the man beside you?

The clock ticks on. You watch others come and go from the blindingly white room. Your name is called and Loki helps you to your feet. He walks you through the automatic doors and down the wide hallways. You enter a room and he lifts you to sit on the bed with the paper sheet.

He lets you go, biding his time as he browses the posters on the wall. You stare at your twiddling fingers as you wait. A doctor appears, he introduces himself as Dr. Ghent, and checks your nose. He doesn’t ask how it happened.

“Ow,” you hiss as he applies a plaster to your nose.

“It’s broken,” he says.

“Be gentle,” Loki crosses his arms as he approaches.

“Mm,” the doctor hums curtly, “if I didn’t recognise you, I might file a report with the PD.”

Loki frowns, “hiking accident, hardly worth the paper.”

The doctor doesn’t look convinced as he continues his work, a hard splint along the bridge of your nose. He takes you through a few tests with a light and listens to your heart. He rubs his forehead.

“Concussed,” he declares, “you will need to take it easy. Both of you appear to need it.”

You mutter and hug yourself. The doctor faces Loki and puts his hands on his hips, “your turn.”

“Pardon?” Loki squints, wincing as his left eye is nearly swollen shut.

“Let me stitch your brow, at least,” the doctor insists, “and I won’t mention the smell of rye reeking off of you.”

Loki sighs but lets the doctor tend to him. You watch, noticing how Loki’s hand shakes at his side. His knuckles are bruised and scraped. His tailored white attire is streaked in green and brown and red. He’s a mess. As much of one as you’ve ever witnessed.

You look down at yourself. Your dress is in a similar state, barely held up by the loose straps, the skirt shorn by the thorns and thickets, burrs caught in the mulched flowers. Your legs are scratched from your foray into the wilderness, your arms too.

“Might I suggest you don’t hike with a bottle of whiskey?” Dr. Ghent rebukes as he washes his hands.

“Oh, you will not see us again,” Loki promises as he approaches you, holding out a hand. “Come.”

You accept and let him help you down. He takes you from the room, striding down the halls but not too quick for you. As you get to the front doors, he stops and looks up at the moonlight.

“We will sleep at a hotel,” he says, “and in the morning, we are gone.”

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[maple-seed]

Thrown - Chapter 47: A Winding Path

Summary: Loki contemplates your past, and his.

Word Count: 1,339

Author's Notes: We've got a lot of mushy feelings to get through before this is over. But I guess if that was a problem for you, you probably wouldn't be reading this fic in the first place.

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Loki woke before you, as he often did. He lay on his back, in your bed. You were tucked against him with your head on his shoulder. He took a moment to do nothing more than relish the feeling of your skin on his. Your breath was soft and the sun creeping out from the edges of the curtains was casting a gentle glow to the room. These quiet moments in the morning would likely be his favorites, if the nights before didn't offer such steep competition.

Quiet moments were in short supply. With Midsummer only weeks away the days in New Asgard were marked by an increase in frenzy. Thor would surely be calling on him soon to assist with one project or another. If it wasn't something to do with the construction of the hall or the impending ball therein, then it would be any number of tasks that were still necessary when rebuilding a society. So Loki stole every quiet moment that he could.

He looked down at you resting against him and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. His eyes traveled to your arm draped across his chest and his smile faded. Most of the time, when he saw your scar he would be reminded of the stories you told. Ridiculous, absurd tales that ensured a laugh. Morsels of joy. Sometimes, however, he would be caught off guard by the memory of the truth. Fury would bubble inside him and he couldn't help but think of the pain you suffered. He imagined the fear you felt in that moment and he wished he could reach out to you as you were then and pull you into his embrace. He was aware of the shame you carried regarding the situation, even now, and that angered him also. Inevitably he felt the desire rise in his chest to find the one who did this to you, this man who thought he had the right to hurt you in any way he chose, and show him a mirror of his cruelty. You rarely spoke of him, and Loki suspected it was in part to avoid giving away his identity. This was one of the many ways you were wise, because Loki was sure he knew where to find that villain he would set off at once. Though, Loki had to admit that a single word from you would stop him seeking revenge. It wasn't his revenge, after all. The temptation would be strong, however, to leave before your word was given.

Loki stared at the mark on your arm and took another moment to marvel at you. In his past he had always turned hurt into more hurt. Anger, distrust, distance, he would don these like armor in an attempt to avoid further vulnerability. To see you having gone through such treatment and come out the other side so soft and open, it amazed him. It inspired him, perhaps, considering where he was now. Lying in bed with his mortal lover. He came here as nothing but sharp edges, and you had been soft enough for the both of you, until he could find something gentler inside himself.

He reached and traced a finger down your scar. He wondered if he could heal it. It was likely beyond him, but he had never tried such a thing before.

You shifted, and he heard the now-familiar sigh that meant you were stirring. You mumbled something and shuffled closer against him. "I'm sorry, darling." He whispered and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I didn't mean to wake you." "Mm. It's fine. We should get up." Despite this proclamation, you did not make any movement toward your stated goal. This suited Loki just fine.

He trailed his fingertips over your arm, once again following the line of your scar. He lightly traced the mark upward from your wrist. "Does it bother you?" "Tickles a little." You mumbled. He breathed a laugh. "No, the scar." His fingers wrapped around your forearm now, his thumb ran across the offending blemish. "Would you rather not have it?" You looked up at him curiously, finally properly awake. "What?" "I may be able to heal it." He lifted your arm to examine it. "I can't say for certain, but it might be possible." "Really?" You looked down at the old injury with disbelief. "Possibly." He let your arm rest against his chest again. "Would you like me to try?" You thought for a moment, but only a very brief moment, before answering. "Nah." His brows raised in surprise. "You wouldn't want to be rid of it?" "Hani would be so disappointed." He scoffed. "I'm sure she would understand." "I see what this is. You just want all of her attention on you." He laughed, then gently tilted your face toward him. "Tell me truly. You would keep it? This physical reminder of a terrible pain?" You smiled sweetly at him. "Of course." He laid back and stared at the ceiling. "I may never understand you." You laughed and propped your head on your elbow, to better look at him. "It was a bad night. Many bad nights. Many years ago. I will never be happy that it happened, but it's a part of me now." You raised an eyebrow in challenge. "Is there really a part of me you would change?" "Your impertinence." He laughed and scrambled to catch your hand as you pinched his side. "Alright, alright, I yield." You leaned closer over him, your chest pressed to his as you met his face. "It's not a good memory, but it was a step on the path that led me here. I have to be just a little bit grateful for it. If I hadn't been there then, then I wouldn't be here now." You placed a kiss on his cheek for emphasis. "And I really like where I am now." "Hm. Finally, a sentiment I can share." He murmured as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you tight against him.

**

Eventually, after several instances of the both of you repeatedly agreeing that it was time to start the day, you reluctantly extricated yourselves from the bed. Loki started breakfast and watched you from the kitchen window while you tended to the livestock. The meal had barely been concluded when Loki's expectations were proven right; a message came to your phone from Thor, requesting his assistance. He bid you farewell and for just a moment he was struck by how routine all of this felt now. It came so naturally, this domestic ritual. It felt secure. Steady. It brought him a sense of bliss that compelled him to sweep you into another kiss before leaving.

As he walked down the road from your home he looked ahead to New Asgard, which was already bustling with morning activity. This, too, brought him joy. Then his mind wandered back to your scar, and your insistence that it stay. He was sure that you hadn't even considered removing it. His thoughts drifted to his own winding path that had brought him here. His father, and the secrets he kept. His captivity with Thanos. New York. The TVA. Each had been a turn he would rather not have taken. And yet he couldn't deny that they had led him to this point, eventually. Each step had brought him to closer you.

Still, he couldn't find it in himself to feel grateful for these events. They may have had a part in making him who he was, but even now it all still felt so raw. Like open wounds. And perhaps that was the trouble. A scar was different. It was a sign that healing had occurred, even if the flesh was not returned to its original state after.

He could hope for healing. Right now couldn't appreciate the wounds that brought him to where he is, even if it is somewhere he wants to be. Perhaps with enough time, one day he could.

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[supermarvel-fics]

Tickletober Day 31: Aftercare

fandom: marvel

word count: 620

pairing: thor x reader (platonic)

summary: thor gets revenge after you eat his last poptart

a/n: i can't believe tickletober is OVER! thank you for reading them all and thanks for bearing with me!

Thor must have gotten lessons from his brother because there was no way that the God of Thunder was this good at taking you apart just by his fingers.

He’d tickled you before—multiple times, in fact—but this time something had changed. He knew exactly where to place his fingers and he knew exactly how much pressure to apply to make you scream with laughter. It didn’t help that you were half his size and had no powers to help defend yourself.

The whole act of it was playful in nature. Thor had found out that you ate the last poptart—his poptart—and he couldn’t let that go unpunished. Who’s to say that he would have dealt this punishment out if Nat or Bucky had eaten it, but he knew you were ticklish and that was good enough for him.

Thor had you trapped beneath him, his legs straddling your waist, careful not to crush you. His left hand had both of yours pinned to the floor above your head, leaving his right hand free to tickle you senseless.

“THOR! THOR! THOHOHOR! I’M SOHOHORRY!” You screeched as he rapidly pinched at your lower ribs. You hiccupped through your laughter to catch your breath due to his relentlessness.

“I’m sure you are, young one, but I’d be remiss if you thought I’d let you off easy with a betrayal such as eating my poptarts,” Thor bellowed over your cackles. He prodded up and down your ribcage to find the one spot that would truly make you beg for mercy and gods, he found it.

It was your upper most rib right underneath the hollow of your arm. One dig and you were screaming for mercy with tears dripping down your cheek.

“I—I-HI CAHAN’T! MEHER—MERCY! THOHOR!”

Thor took notice of the desperation in your voice instantly, releasing your hands and scrambling off of you in a hurry. He watched as you fell limp against the floor, hiccoughing to catch your breath.

“Oh, Gods, are you alright? It wasn’t my intention to kill you,” Thor asked, frightened. You wanted to reply to him, to let him know that you’d be okay, but you were still struggling to catch your breath which only sent Thor into more of a panic. “I’ll be right back!”

You faintly heard Thor’s feet stomping down the hallway, then some clunking in the kitchen, and before you knew it he was back with a cool washcloth and a glass of water.

“Can you sit up?” He asked you with concern. You nodded, taking a deep breath and pushing yourself up with the help of his hand at your lower back. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I believe I took it too far.”

Thor placed the rag onto your forehead, cooling down your skin, and gave you the water to drink. You took a small sip, sighing in relief after you pulled the glass away.

“It’s okay, Thor,” You assured him quietly. “I was okay until the last couple seconds.”

“Still, though, I should have let you breathe,” He mumbled out, rubbing up and down your back to comfort you. You giggled at the absurdity of the whole situation and shook your head.

“I was convinced you got a lesson from Loki or something.”

Thor became sheepish and he chuckled. “Well, my dear brother did give me some pointers, though I may have taken them and ran with them.”

You took another sip of water and widened your eyes a bit. “Yeah, you definitely did. I’ll never eat another poptart again.”

“Please, young maiden, you can have as many of my poptarts as you want. It’s my recompense for almost murdering you.”

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