#ler!bucky

[valiantphantomangel]

The Party

You slowly opened your bedroom door, cringing as it made a low creaking sound, you looked around to see if anyone would come out of their room and sighed in relief when that wasn't the case.

Shoes and bag in your hand as you sneaked through the halls in your best clothes, hair up and light make up on, trying your best to stay as quiet as possible.

The ding of the elevator alerted you that someone was coming and you quickly ducked behind a corner, hoping that it was someone who wouldn't recognize you.

But low and behold, there stepped out of the elevator the three people you didn't want to see the most, The God Of mischief, The Winter Soldier and Captain America. Aka the three people who would never let you go to a party like the overprotective guys they were.

"Are you sure she's here?" Bucky asked as he looked around the hall.

"Yeah, Stark said he saw her on the camera's looking all dressed up" Steve answered as he put his hands on his hips.

You slowly started to sneak out, trying to remain as quiet as possible as you tip toe into the opposite direction.

"Did you really think I wouldn't notice you Y/N?" Loki chuckled as he turned around to face you.

Your eyes widen as you come to a hold, turning around to see them looking at you.

"Go back to bed and you'll only get a lecture" Steve suggested.

"Never" you grinned before sprinting away.

You heard the thundering of footsteps behind you as you ran like your social life depends on it, luckily you also had a gift and that was a mutated super soldier serum that you got as a child, the team was aware of it but never tested it to its full ability.

"God damnit she's fast"! Bucky exclaimed behind you as he nearly ran into Steve who shouted "Language"!! at him.

Your 'ahhhhhhh' echoed through the halls, stopping for a second and then continuing loudly, making it almost look like a chase scene from a Disney movie.

You quickly rounded a corner before running straight into a brick wall, well it felt like a brick wall but was instead Loki waiting there for you.

He immediately trapped you a bear hug before throwing you over his shoulder "Hey put me down!!" You yelled with a laugh as you punched his back.

"Now now darling no need to be so aggressive" Loki smirked as he carried you back to the other two who were waiting there with wicked grins on their face.

"You are in big trouble young lady" Steve chuckled as Loki carried you to the couch and threw you on to it gently, immediately straddling your waist with a mischief smirk on his face.

"Wipe that stupid smirk off of your face" You said accusingly as you squirmed underneath him.

"How about no?" He grinned before tasering your sides and blowing a raspberry on your neck.

You let out a squeak before laughing your head off, suddenly feeling a pair of fingers scribbling on the soles of your feet.

"God Damnit AHHHHAHAHAHHA" you screamed with laughter as you wiggle around now also feeling someone squeezing your knees.

"Steve she said a bad language word" Bucky said with a faux gasp as he continued to trace your soles.

"I'm never going to escape that" Steve muttered before laughing and squeezing your thighs.

It was God Damm torture, Loki obviously knew what he was doing as he expertly digged into your ribs.

"I'm actually quite hungry" he said with a grin before leaning down and blowing a good raspberry on your tummy right next to your belly button.

"GHAHHAHAHHAHA" you screamed in hysterical laughter as you trashed around.

"Have you learned your lesson doll?" Bucky asked as he wiggled his fingers on your toes.

"YESHAHAHAH"!!!!

"And what is it?"

"DONT SNEAK OUTHIHIHIHI" you laughed breathless as your face turned a little red.

Loki chuckled fondly and let up, same for the other two and helped you sit up as the remaining giggles left your lips.

"You know you are absolutely beautiful and adorable right darling" Loki said with a smile as he pulled you to his chest with Steve and Bucky sitting nearby with fond smiles.

You just nodded with a blush as he kissed your forehead "Now how about a movie night and when there is a party anytime soon you'll tell and you can go?" He suggested.

"Really?" You jumped up excited and Loki nodded.

"thank you thank you thank you" you giggled as you gave all of them a hug before running off to your room to change into comfortable clothes and spent the rest of the night eating snacks, watching movies and joking around with Loki, Steve and Bucky.

Honestly it was better then any party could be.

#tickle fic #marvel tickle #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #ticklish ribs #bucky barnes #request #tickle punishment #steve rogers #ler!bucky #ler!steve #ler!loki #loki god of mischief #party #sneaking out

[marvelouslyfluffy]

Pretty Special

Bucky x Reader

Bucky feels insecure about his arm and you tell him all of the ways you find it special. He comes up with his own idea of why its special.

Word Count: 1,838

A lazy Saturday afternoon in the Avengers Tower. You couldn’t ask for anything better. With no need to fight anybody, you could just lay on the couch and catch up on the book you were determined to finish. Everything was serene until you heard the door violently swing open. The sudden loud noise made you jump and you looked up to see Bucky aggressively stomp through the open door.

“Hey, Buck-”

“Hey,” he replied bluntly as he briskly walked his way past you toward his room. You immediately knew something was wrong, but you also knew that questioning him any further would make him even angrier than he already seemed. You decided to let him cool down for about 15 minutes before you sneaked to his closed bedroom door. You took a deep breath before you gently knocked.

“Come in,” Bucky’s solemn reply was barely audible. The door quietly creaked open as you used every muscle to step as softly as possible into his dimly lit room. Bucky was laying on his side facing you with only his head visible from under the blanket.

“Is...everything okay?” you asked hesitantly. Bucky heaved a deep sigh and shook his head. You weren’t for sure, but you thought you saw tears welling in his eyes.

“The one day I forget my glove...” he trailed off as you heard him sniffle. You gently shut the door behind you as you followed the sunlight coming through his curtained window to find the edge of the bed. You sat at the edge, slightly sinking into the mattress.

“What about your glove? Did something happen?” you questioned. Bucky took another deep breath, but you noticed it was a little shaky. He paused before he began his story.

“I was at the store, just trying to get some groceries. I had kept my hands in my jacket pockets as much as I could to not draw any attention to myself. I was just trying to grab a box of cereal. I wasn’t thinking and I reached out with this arm,” he motioned to his Vibranium arm and continued his story, “when I suddenly heard this piercing scream. I froze and turned to see this girl just looking at me with the most terrified expression on her face. She pointed at me and just screamed. I just left. I had a whole cart of groceries and I just left,” his voice began to break. “The one day I forget my glove and I get treated like some kind of freak.”

Bucky tried to muffle his sobs, but he knew there was no hiding it from you. You pulled off the blanket, held both of his hands, and pulled him up to a sitting position. You wrapped your arms around his torso as he wrapped his arms around yours and sobbed into your shoulder. Bucky was normally not one to show vulnerability in front of others, but he trusted you enough to do so.

“Hey, it’s okay,” you attempted to comfort, but it didn’t seem convincing to Bucky as he continued to cry. You began to rub his back, which seemed to help a little as his breath began to slow.

“You know, that girl didn’t know what she was missing. She didn’t know how special this arm really is.”

“Special?” Bucky asked between sniffling.

“Yes, special,” you replied matter-of-factually as you released your hug to look up at him. “I’ll show you. Take off your jacket.”

“Really? Right now?” he asked as a small smile started to form.

“Really, right now. Come on,” you encouraged. Bucky shook his head in amusement as he slowly unzipped and slid his arms through the sleeves. Even with the small amount of sunlight through the window, the reflection of the Vibranium seemed to light up the entire room.

“Wow, just look at that shine!” you admired as you gently stroked along the bicep. A breathy chuckle came from Bucky’s throat as he watched your amazement. “You know, not a lot of people have an arm that shiny. And even less people can get that shine from Vibranium. That’s pretty special.”

“That is true,” he replied sheepishly.

“You know, a lot of people work so hard all the time to make their arms so muscular and strong. With this arm, you never have to worry about that. You could lift me up with just that arm right now and not break a sweat!” You paused, looking up at him eagerly. He smirked as he crossed his arms.

“Are you expecting me to do that right now?” he asked as he raised an eyebrow.

“Come on, please?” you nearly begged as you pulled at his shining arm.

“Fine,” he sarcastically replied. You yelped as he used his stronger arm to scoop you up from under your thighs to lift you onto his shoulder. You giggled as you placed your hand on his shoulder to get your bearings.

“Having fun up there?” he asked as he looked up at you.

“Yep, this is pretty special,” you replied. Bucky grinned and rolled his eyes as he gently dropped you back onto the bed. You yelped again and laughed at the suddenness.

“Alright, what else do you got?” Bucky challenged. You sat back up, ready to accept.

“Do you know how heavy arms are? I sometimes with I could just take them off. You’re lucky, you can do that with at least one of them. Plus, if you really needed to, you could throw it and hit somebody with it,” you persuaded.

“Wow, I’m impressed,” he smirked.

“And do you know what the most special thing about your arm is?” you continued your enthusiasm.

“What would that be?” he asked, now amused by your showering of compliments.

“It’s a part of you,” you nearly whispered as you hugged his shining arm tightly. Bucky flinched and froze for a moment as he processed what was happening. When he looked down and saw you happily interacting with his biggest insecurity, he grinned softly as he turned his body toward you. He patted you on the back in a half hug then turned away and tried to lean back. You wouldn’t have any of that and firmly held your place.

“Okay, you can let go now,” he said. You shook your head and hugged tighter. “Come on Y/N, let go,” he chuckled as he gently tried to shake you off.

“No, not until you admit your arm is cool,” you replied. Bucky paused for a moment as he formed an escape plan.

“Well, there is one thing you missed as to why my arm might be so special,” he grinned down at you. You lifted your head, careful not to lose your grip.

“What’s that?” you asked.

“This.”

Without another word, you felt his hand twist around to scribble at your belly. You squeaked as you changed your hold from a hug to a grip around his forearm.

“What’s wrong? I thought you weren’t going to let go,” Bucky teased as he twisted his wrist to a more comfortable position to continue scribbling along your belly.

“Ihi haven’thahaha!” you argued as you use your newfound grip to attempt to push him away.

“Yeah, you’re right. But this might make you.”

With that, he didn’t hesitate to worm his fingers under the lower hem of your shirt. You shrieked and jumped back at the icy touch to your warm skin. However, you stayed strong as your grip slid down from his forearm to his wrist.

“It’s cold!” you almost whined.

“Sorry, is this better?” he asked in a sarcastic tone. Before you could even blink, he ripped away from your grip, grabbed your wrists with his Vibranium arm and began his attack once more with the other.

“Thahahat’s not faihaihair!” you cried out.

“You’re right, this arm does give me a pretty good advantage. I guess that is pretty special,” he winked as he did his best to follow your squirming body. He clawed right in the middle of your belly, which caused you to shriek and fall back against the bed. Bucky followed your motion as he lied down next to you and used this opportunity to pin your hands above your head. He temporarily stopped and allowed you to catch your breath. You turned your head to look at him and giggled with anticipation. He smirked mischievously and lifted his free hand to wiggle one finger towards you. The pitch of your giggling went up as you tried to turn your whole body away. It turns out Vibranium was even stronger than you imagined as your wrists didn’t move an inch. It didn’t help anything when he used his own legs to lock yours in place.

“Where are you going?” he asked in an “innocent” manner. “I just want to hear you laugh.”

He made you do exactly that when he began poking all around your upper body. Belly, sides, ribs, underarms, nothing was safe. The unpredictability of where he was going to go next was driving you crazy.

“Having fun?” Bucky seemed genuine when he asked. You could only laugh in response, but you wouldn’t be lying if you said you were kind of enjoying it. Bucky switched from a lying position to sitting up on your legs. He switched his hand positions so quickly, you didn’t have the chance to bring your own hands down. “Okay, time for the real fun.”

Bucky began spidering at your belly, pinching at your sides, and stroking under your arms, all while never seeming to tire.

“Hahahaha! B-Buckyyy, nohohoho!” you belted out as Bucky continued his sporadic attack.

“No what?” he played dumb.

“NohohoHOHOHAHAHA!” You squeezed your eyes shut and volume of your laughter increased when he decided to dip a finger into your belly button and wiggle it around.

“Wow, I don’t even need the whole arm to make you laugh. Just one little finger does the trick. That’s pretty special, indeed.”

You couldn’t reply as your laughter began to grow silent. Bucky realized enough was enough.

“Alright, I’m finished,” Bucky convinced as he let go of your wrists. You loosely hugged around your sides and slowly opened your eyes as your breath began to slow. Even in the dimly lit room, you could see Bucky’s warm smile glowing down at you. Your whole body sparked with mirth. Bucky gave you a few more moments to catch your breath before slipping his hands under your back. You jerked as another giggle slipped from your lips.

“I’m not going to tickle you anymore, I promise,”  a chuckle escaped from him as he lifted you up into a hug. You gladly returned the favor as your slung your arms around him.

“Thank you, Y/N. It’s nice to know that somebody likes me for who I am,” Bucky whispered into your ear.

“You’re a pretty special guy,” you whispered.

“You’re pretty special too,” Bucky replied.

Both of you smiled and held onto each other tighter as to not end this special moment.

#marvel tickle fic #marvel tickle #tickle fic #ticklish!reader #lee!reader #ler!bucky #bucky tickle #bucky tickle fic #reader fic #marvelously fluffy

[simplee-dreaming]

Ticklish Trainee

A/N: First story for a while. Short but sweet so hope you like it!

Word count: 577

Summary: Wanda uses your weakness against you.

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You flop down on the sofa, groaning into a cushion, which makes Wanda giggle. 

“What’s up, doll?” She asks, stroking your hair. 

“Barnes.” 

“Ah,” Wanda grinned, “upped the pace, did he?” 

“He seems to think I’m on his level. I can’t compete with that beast,” you rolled onto your back and groaned again. 

“Well he must think you’re more capable than you think.” 

“Not true. I’ve seen him big up Sam even though Sam is nowhere near his level.”

“Don’t let him hear that,” Wanda giggled again. “Do you want to switch training partners? Maybe Steve is a better choice?” 

“Steve is worse. All I have to do is poke the punching bag and he’ll ask if I hurt myself.” 

“But you could really injure yourself from a single poke!” Wanda gasped. 

“Shut up,” you chuckled.

“No but seriously! Imagine the damage!” Wanda exaggerated, poking your sides to make a point.

“Hey! Stop that!” You squirmed. 

“Not until you prove your worth,” Wanda pinned you to the sofa and started squeezing your sides and ribs. You arched your back and cackled.

“NOHOT FAHAIR!” 

“Villains aren’t fair. Now come on Y/N, try and fight me!”

You thrashed your arms around trying to push her off but she wouldn’t budge. Instead, she grabbed your wrists, pinned them above your head and nuzzled her face into your neck.

“WHOA HEHEY NOHO!” You squealed. Wanda’s laugh sent further vibrations to your neck and you kicked your legs in response.

“Ooh bad spot?” Wanda blew multiple raspberries on your neck whilst letting go of your wrists to tickle your armpits. You screamed and thrashed but her bodyweight kept you pinned. 

“Cootchie cootchie coo…” Wanda teased in your ticklish ear. Seeing her laugh at your reactions somehow made everything 10x more ticklish. She sat back up to claw at your tummy and sides which made you buck.

“AHAHAHA NOHOT THERE!” You screamed as she kneaded your hips. But she just smirked at you as she continued tickling. 

“Do you mind not killing my trainee?” A voice came from the door. 

Wanda stopped and you both looked over to see Bucky leaning against the doorframe. 

“I just wanted to see if she could protect herself. But I think we know the answer…” she squeezed your side again and you shrieked.

“Y/N…you’ll never get anywhere if you’re this ticklish,” Bucky sighed but a hint of a smile formed on his lips.

“I can’t help it!” You protested. 

“Alright well we’re gonna have to train you out of it,” he replied.

“How?”

“By tickling you until you become immune..” he nodded at Wanda and she turned back to you, smirking evilly. 

“Nononononono…” you protested but Wanda had already gone back to tasering your ribs. 

You were so distracted by that sensation that you didn’t even notice Bucky sit on your legs.

“WHAT THE F-” you screamed as Bucky tickled your feet. Wanda laughed at your shock and the two of them tickled you in every weak spot they could find until you physically couldn’t take anymore. 

“Alright sprout,” Bucky got off of your legs, “See you tomorrow in the training room. You’re gonna need to rest before I get you again…my ticklish trainee,” he winked and your heart fluttered.

Wanda got off you too and pulled you in for a cuddle. 

“Oh Y/N, you are so screwed..” she chuckled.

You giggled, knowing full well you were going to enjoy training from now on. 

#tickle fic #marvel tickle fic #ler!wanda #lee!reader #ler!bucky

[supermarvel-fics]

Tickletober Day 6: Cuddles

fandom: marvel

word count: 1,080

pairing: bucky x reader (established relationship)

summary: cuddling with bucky after a rough day leads to something else

Sometimes all you needed after a long, hard day was Bucky.

Training to keep up with the rest of the team took a toll on you both physically and mentally, but it was always worth it when you finally got into the field to show off the new skills Natasha had shown you. So for now, you’d suck it up and work hard and think about how much your body hurt after the session was over.

You drank the remainder of your water, wiped your sweat off with a towel, and made way back to your room to clean yourself properly. You had already made up your mind about inviting Bucky over to cuddle and watch a movie with you, so when you opened your bedroom door to find him already lounging on your bed, you dropped your things onto the floor and rushed over to him in excitement.

“Buck!” You shouted, jumping on your bed and wrapping him up into a hug. “I missed you!”

Bucky laughed, repositioning himself so his arms were around you and his face wasn’t being smushed by your shoulder. “You saw me at breakfast!”

“Yeah, but that was hours ago,” You pulled back to admire his face, smiling when his eyes shifted to your lips for just a millisecond. You chuckled, surging down to kiss him chastely. “Wait for me while I shower? I’ll be quick.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” He replied as he nudged his nose with yours, his eyes glazing over. “Go, you’re sweaty and you stink.”

Gasping in faux offense, you pushed off of him and towards your bathroom, grabbing a set of pajamas on the way. “Words cut deep, Bucky. You owe me after that.”

“I think I have something in mind,” He grinned. “But you gotta smell like lavender.”

“You are the worst,” You pointed at him accusingly, but a smile couldn’t help but form on your face. Before Bucky would retort back, you shut yourself in your bathroom to take the quickest shower possible.

It’s surprising how fast something can be done when you have an incentive to finish. You washed your hair and body in less than 10 minutes, drying yourself off before changing into something comfortable. You stepped back out into your room, eyes roaming when you didn’t see Bucky on your bed.

Your face fell slightly, but was replaced by pure shock when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist.

“BOO!” Bucky yelled as he grabbed you. You made a loud squeaking noise at the surprised, growling and batting at his arms once the initial shock wore off.

“Bucky! That was mean!”

“It’s October, doll! I gotta scare you as much as I can,” He said, reaching his face forward to kiss you on the cheek. You grunted and rolled your eyes, wrenching yourself from his arms and climbing onto your bed.

“You owe me times 2, now, James,” You declared as you got situated under the comforter. Bucky followed your lead, sliding into the other side of the bed.

“Oh, using the first name on me, huh? You must be really mad,” He responded with that insufferable taunting lilt to his voice. The one that made you involuntarily smile. He slid down so that his head was on the pillow and he opened his arms for you. “Well, I have a way to make you forgive me. Come here.”

You crossed your arms across your chest, still leaning back against the headboard and not gratifying him no matter how much you wanted to. Bucky huffed and bit the inside of his cheek before sliding his arm around your waist. You knew exactly what he was planning before he even started.

“Don’t,” You ordered. Your tone wasn’t as serious as you’d wanted it to sound, but only because the two of you always played games like this and neither of you were ever truly angry or upset.

“Then, come here.”

When you still didn’t listen, Bucky’s fingers dug into your right side, causing you to arch into him to escape. You squealed and giggled, falling sideways straight into Bucky’s arms like he’d planned. You heard a triumphant Hmmph come from his throat when you’d given up and snuggled into him more comfortably.

His strong embrace pulled you closer to him with your head resting on his chest, and you sighed in contentment as you hugged him. Legs entangled together, it was what you’d been waiting for all day.

The silence between the two of you felt normal. Just enjoying each other’s company and listening to the rhythmic breathing and Bucky’s heartbeat. It was pure bliss and every day, you were caught off guard by the fact that Bucky was yours and you could do this whenever you wanted.

A light fluttering sensation across your ribcage pulled you from your train of thought; a ticklish grin coming to your lips. “Buhucky, what are you dohoing?”

“You know tickling you is my favorite thing in the world and now that I had a little taste of that wonderful giggle of yours, I need to hear more of it,” He answered honestly. You squirmed into him, obviously not trying your hardest to get him to stop. You didn’t mind it, especially when it was soft and light like this.

“Buhut, we were cuddling!” You protested, hiding your face in his shoulder.

“Yes, and look! We are still cuddling even though I’m tickling you. We’re killing two birds with one stone,” He teased. You let out a giggly groan and moved your arm so that your elbow was blocking the space he had, but Bucky put a stop to that by grabbing your hand with his metal one and pulling it across his abdomen so he had access to your entire right side. “No, no, you can’t hide from me.”

“Buhuck!” Your laughter pitched up now that you felt exponentially more vulnerable and you attempted to arch away from his wiggling fingers, but it only sent you closer to your assailant. “You owe me tihimes three nohohow!”

“Oh, I do, huh?” He sped up his tickling fingers, moving closer to the backs of your ribs where he knew you were extra sensitive and grinning smugly when your giggles turned into belly laughter and you buried your face deeper in his chest. “What about now?”

“TIHIHIMES FOHOUR!”

You just want me to keep going, don’t you, doll?”

You didn’t answer. You didn’t have to. Bucky already knew by the way you were still in his arms.

#marvel #marvel tickle #mcu #augtickletober2022 #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #tickle prompts #tickle drabble #sfw tickle fic #bucky tickle #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #tickletober prompts #tickletober2022 #ler!bucky

[amour-de-ma-lee]

Respect your elders

Summary: you keep teasing Steve about his age so the two super soldiers get revenge

Y/N is at the avengers compound with Steve and Bucky, who have recently figured out she’s ticklish after playfully poking her.

They’re trying to pick out a movie, Y/N scrolls past different movies and pauses at Jurassic world. She looks at Steve with a grin, “so, what was it like back then?” Steve sighs with a playful glint in his eyes, “they died like 65 million years ago, darling.” She giggles in response, “oh so they were after you became a popsicle, okay” “You know what, Y/L/N?” She raises her eyebrows, “what?”

“Let’s see how youthful you can be, darling.”

He then instructs her to sit towards him and with her back to Bucky. As soon as she does it, he starts poking her sides. She falls into giggles and after not being able to push his hands away she squirms away, falling back, right into buckys lap. Her back on his lap, and her bare stomach, revealed by her cropped sweater in the open.

“I knew you were ticklish but I didn’t expect you to be this ticklish” Steve smirks at her. Y/N is still giggling a little and blushing, “I’m nottt, you just surprised me.”

“Oh, really?” A mischievous grin forming on buckys face as he brings his fingers above her stomach, slowly wriggling them. “James, don’t you dare.” She squeals as his hand forms a claw and starts tickling all over her stomach and a little bit of her sides. She desperately tries to squirm away and kicks out her legs, accidentally kicking Steve. He chuckles, “oh, you’re kicking me now?”. Steve then uses his legs to pin down hers, so that her socked feet are in his lap. “I can’t believe you kicked me” “HAHHAPLEASEHAHASTEVEHAH” “Please what? Tickle you? Of course darling” He starts scribbling over her feet, after a few seconds she’s squirming so much her socks start going off. He then takes them off completely and starts tickling over her bare feet. She’s laughing hysterically now and can’t even talk. “HAHAHAHAPLHAHHAHHAEASE” both men continue tickling her, Bucky is still clawing at her stomach but is now also tickling her neck with his other hand and Steve has started to tickle her sole of one foot with his left hand and play little piggy with her other foot and right hand.

“HAHAHAHIYIELDHAHAHAHAH”

“What was that, doll?” Bucky says, smirking.

“HAHAISURRENDERHAHAHAHA” finally both men slow down the tickles and eventually stop completely. She’s completely out of breath and still giggling a little, Steve lets go off her legs and she curls up on buckys lap. Eventually they settle on actually watching Jurassic world and not even 10 minutes in she falls asleep in buckys arms.

#lee!reader #ler!bucky #ler!steve #ticklish!reader #tickle story

[ficsandgiggles]

A Tickly Meeting

Happy birthday to the wonderful @mrwolfler! I’m so glad you’re back on tumblr and hope you love this fic 😊❤️

“Steve?!” Your face lit up as you jumped into his arms, wrapping your arms around him like a koala. It had been around a month since you last saw the person you look up to greatly, you saw him as a big brother and missed him so much when he was off doing Captain America things.

You didn’t expect him back so soon, you knew he was coming home this week, but you didn’t think it would be at the beginning of the week, so this was definitely a pleasant surprise.

“Hi Y/N, I’m back.” Steve greeted with a smile as he picked you up into a tight hug, giving you a gentle squeeze as he did so. You beamed in his arms, not wanting to let go.

“I’ve also brought a certain someone with me.” Steve told you, putting you down and moving out of the way so you could see who it was. Your eyes widened as you instantly recognised who it was.

“Bucky Barnes?!” You squealed squealed excitedly as you ran over to him, but a little hesitant to hug him. Steve had told you all about his best friend and why he was where he was, but it seemed like he had finally encouraged Bucky to come and meet you, but you understood his hesitancy to do so.

Admittedly, you were a little hesitant to meet him too, he seemed quite intimidating. His metal arm especially made you feel nervous when to say or do anything wrong around him. However, the second he smiled softly at you, you felt at ease, he was probably just a huge teddy bear.

“You probably figured it out, but this is Bucky, he finally agreed to come out of his cave and meet you.” Steve told you, looking over at his best friend, who blushed a little.

“You physically tortured me into coming out.” He told Steve, your face dropped, not expecting Steve to be capable of doing anything like that, assuming that physical torture meant a lot of pain.

Steve let out a laugh. “I tickled you!” He replied, poking at Bucky’s ribs with a cheeky grin. “That is hardly torture!”

Bucky flinched at the pokes, biting back a smile as he stepped away from Steve and shook his head. “As I said, physical, never ending torture. I need to get you back for that, you punk.” The Winter Soldier growled, squeezing and shaking his fingers into Steve’s armpits, causing Steve to shriek with giggles and slam his arms down.

“NOHOHOHOT IN FROHOHOHONT OF Y/N!” He cackled out, blushing a little as he knew you’d be taking notes for future playful arguments.

Bucky looked at you with a smirk. “Ribs and thighs, oh and sides… anywhere really.” He told you, nodding in Steve’s direction as he continued the armpit torture.

You nodded with a grin, stepping towards Steve and beginning to squeeze into his sides, smirking as Steve’s laughter went up an octave, falling to his knees in a weak attempt to get away.

“Y/N! BUHUHUCK! QUHUHUHUHUIT IHIHIHIT!” Steve yelped, gasping when Bucky tackled him so he was laying on his back, shaking into his friend's sensitive belly with a smirk.

“Aw Steve! You’re just as bad as you were when you were tiny!” Bucky teased, smirking at you as you moved to squeeze up and down his thighs, giggling as you watched Steve kick and laugh.

“GUHUHUHUYS!” Steve shrieked out, shoving at Bucky’s shoulders in an attempt to get him away from his belly. You grinned, unable to believe how sensitive Captain America was as you moved to jellyfish his knees.

The second you touched his knees, Steve yelped and kicked out, almost kicking you in the face as his laughter almost went silent. However, you heard Bucky giggling at Steve’s reactions. “Wow, you got a good spot there, kiddo.” Bucky told you with a smug grin, but eventually decided to let his friend go so he could recover, encouraging you to do the same, you pulled away and watched as Steve curled up and took in deep breaths, still letting out giggles here and there. He looked between the two of you before just looking at you, he playfully narrowed his eyes.

“Come here, you!” Steve growled and tackled you down, pulling you into his lap and pinning your arms above your head. Smirking, he looked at Bucky, who was pulling the exact same expression.

“Anywhere.” Steve told him simply before quickly digging into your side, grinning as Bucky wrapped his metal arm gently around your ankles, scribbling his other fingers into your socked feet.

“Wait what- nOHOHOHO!” You squealed, bursting into laughter as you pulled at your arms and feet, blushing madly as you tried to throw yourself off Steve’s lap.

“I can’t believe you’d have the nerve to try and get me, Y/N! Guess I have to punish you now.” Steve told you, smirking as he now spidered his fingers up and down your ribs and sides.

“HEHEHEHEY I GOHOHOT YOHOHOHOU!” You whined in between fits of giggles, Bucky paused his foot torture to look at Steve with a grin.

“They have a point, Rogers, Y/N did get you.” He told him before gently fluttering his fingers into your toes, causing you to yelp and scrunch your toes up.

“Quiet, Barnes.” Steve replied with an eye roll before blowing a raspberry into your neck whilst squeezing rapidly into your sides, which seemed to get you squealing the most.

“I think you’re almost as ticklish as Steve, Y/N.” Bucky told you, now wiggling his fingers up and down your arches which got more of a reaction from you.

“Oh really? What about if I tickle them… here?!”

Steve asked and drilled his fingers into your hips, smirking as you screeched and arched your back, bursting into giggly laughter as you attempted to get away. Even Bucky had to pause to raise his eyebrows.

“Wow, okay, maybe you are worse than Steve.” Bucky giggled, scribbling as fast as he could over your feet for a little longer before letting you go, Steve following suit a few seconds later.

You fell into Steve’s arms, taking in deep breaths as you grinned brightly, rubbing your feet to get rid of the awful feeling still lingering on your feet.

“You guys… are so mean…” you puffed out, even though your grin clearly told another story. Steve just chuckled and hugged you tightly as Bucky patted your thigh and got up.

“Of course we are, now if you excuse me, I have places to be.” Bucky told the two of you before making a quick escape, knowing that Steve would get his own back soon enough.

You looked up at Steve, who giggled and shook his head fondly. “Are we going to get revenge?” You asked him, despite probably knowing the answer.

“Oh yes, we will eventually, but for now, we’ll wait.”

#avengers tickle #avengers tickle fic #marvel tickle #marvel tickle fic #ticklish!reader #mcu tickle #mcu tickle fic #ler!bucky #ler!steve #ticklish!steve #ler!reader

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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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Unfounded Jealousy

Word Count: ~4k

Pairing: Loki x Reader (romantic) ft. Bucky (platonic)

Warnings: minimal swearing, fluffy fluff and casual banter

Prompt 

I did my best to match what you asked for! I’m new to writing out missions and whatnot, I’m not as fluent in Marvel lore as I could be lol but I’m definitely trying to push myself! This idea was literally so cute, I couldn’t not at least try. I knew of the Twilight scene you referenced, and although I have never actually read it myself, I tried nonetheless :) Thank you for the suggestion! I had fun writing it :)

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When Fury said it would be cold during your mission, and you volunteered, you didn’t know at the time that he meant Switzerland in fucking January cold. You didn’t dislike it by any means, and you actually preferred being chilly over being warm, but you felt as though it would be difficult to accurately prepare for the low temperatures and crazy snow. Thank the lucky stars you at least didn’t have to go in alone. You were tough, you knew that, but sheesh, this task was a grueling one and you didn’t think it’d be safe to only send one or two people in. 

Now, you weren’t supposed to be running head to head with any enemies, but you had to map out a snowy forest by hand because Fury caught wind of a rumor that the aforementioned forest was to be some kind of weapons-he-didn’t-like-the-sound-of drop site in the future, and he wanted to be ready. That particularly woodsy area wasn’t ideal for any kind of machinery to map anything out, though, hence the team being sent in.

You admit it might be a little redundant, sending in two whole avengers and a freaking god for this task, but you and Bucky weren’t entirely sure what awaited you there, and the extra reinforcement of Loki may or may not have been influenced by his insistence that he be there to protect his dear love. This was one of those cases where only two people going in wasn’t entirely ideal, but three was also a bit unnecessary.

You were thankful for it having been a bit stale in the missions department lately, at least, because if this basic “explore a cold forest” mission took three avengers, it was good that there weren’t any other big missions that would actually need the help, happening at the same time.

The three of you were boarded on the Quinjet, en route to said location now, where you had been told an abandoned cabin awaited you. You began to notice that the closer you got to your destination, despite not even having landed yet, you were already starting to feel cool. It wasn’t uncomfortable, as you were used to low temperatures and even welcomed it, but if you were already feeling the chilly air while inside, outside could only be far worse.

After having landed, the three of you quietly stepped off the Quinjet and onto the snowy terrain ahead. You could see the rickety cabin in the distance, but you appreciated that there was a short walk to get to it. You wanted to take in the beauty of your surroundings before the mission ruined how stunning the landscape was. 

It was a bit windy, and you felt the biting cold hit your face, but you had quite a high tolerance for it and took comfort in knowing that your first moments in this environment were going to be enjoyable, even if it would grow to be an annoyance later down the line. 

Turning your head to look up and smile at Loki, you took his hand in yours and walked together to the cabin, Bucky quietly following along. 

“For how worried you were about your abilities to withstand this arrangement, you appear to be content.” Loki stated softly, squeezing your hand. “Your own worries about this mission did not help to stifle my own.”

You chuckled, and nodded your head in Bucky’s direction with a small smile on your face. “It’s bearable right now, but soon enough Bucky and I will probably start whining about it.”

“I don’t whine.” 

“Oh, I forgot! You’re absolutely right, Norway didn’t happen, and you definitely weren’t a big old grump about the weather. I totally fabricated that entire mission. Silly me!”

Loki let out a small laugh, and seeing as you were nearing the cabin entrance, he stepped forward and opened the door for you, Bucky trailing behind, shaking his head in annoyance. Walking inside, you took in your surroundings. This place was clearly deserted ages ago. The cabin was all one large open space, save for a door that, after checking, led to a bathroom. You’d assumed there’d at least be a fireplace, but after looking along each wall, you didn’t see one.

You’d been warned this place didn’t really have any accommodations, but you were taken by surprise anyway despite knowing this is quite literally what you expected and had planned for, seeing as you’d minimally packed pre-made food and a few blankets. In the far wall there was a worn-down table with two chairs, and in a nearby corner sat a four-tiered shelf that one would probably find in a garage. 

Inspecting the shelf, you gasped shrieked and jumped back as you almost came head-first with a spider. Loki was at your side in a moments notice, wrapping his arms around you and asking what was wrong, but you exhaled sharply and just mumbled “spider.”

Bucky thought this was hilarious, and after a small bout of laughter, had said “serves you right! I may have been a grump in Norway, but at least I don’t scream over seeing a spider.” 

Glaring, you pointed at him and muttered “This is precisely why I dumped you.”

After silently looking at eachother for a moment, you and Bucky both fell into a laughing fit over the lighthearted jab. Loki stood there, confused, arms still wrapped around you. 

“What exactly do you mean, you dumped him?” 

“Oh! Jeez, okay, this was like, ages ago, way before you joined the team, but, uh,” still chuckling, you turned around in Loki’s arms to face him. “Bucky and I were stuck together on this one mission, and it had been a rough month for everyone, but I guess he was just feeling like a loner or something-”

“-that’s inaccurate, but we were both feeling that way-”

“I dunno, but we’d been such good friends for so long, because obviously we would be, I’m literally awesome. Anyways, after a long conversation we’d decided to just try out dating, because we kinda thought there was something between us?” Looking over at Bucky, you were snickering at the thought of your younger selves actually believing you  two shared a spark.

“I don’t know what delusions I was experiencing to think I liked that guy, but we tried it out anyways. Bucky sucked, we ended, and now it’s just a running joke between us.”

Laughing, Bucky added, “we’re just friends. The physical affection side of things was nice,” Loki bristled at the thought of you, his beloved, being physically affectionate with the brute, but intently listened. “In the end, we just weren’t feeling anything. We had a good friendship, and still do, to be fair, but that’s all it is.”

Nodding in agreement at Bucky’s closing statement, you looked back up at Loki with a smile. “You are the best decision I’ve made, though, Loki, just to clarify.” Looking into your eyes, he let out a sigh. “I do hope so. I could never see you as anything less than my dearest love.” You giggled and pressed a peck to his lips before turning your attention to the actual reason why you were here. 

Grabbing your bag, you dug through it and looked at the supplies you’d brought. “Sundown is soon, but we need to be out mapping the place first thing when we wake up. It is pretty outside, but I really don’t feel like being here for very long and god forbid getting caught up in a blizzard or something.” After going through the game plan with everyone, changing into sleepwear, and making little makeshift beds on the floor with the blankets that’d been packed, you quickly dozed off after settling in.

The next morning was a blur. I mean, it started off normal, despite you being a bit chilly. Exploration was fine, seeing as you were a bit cold, but again, fine. Then, the wind picked up and suddenly you were very much not fine. You’d highly underestimated just how piercing the wind would feel against your skin, how the biting cold would render your hands numb. Loki was fine, and Bucky was nothing more than a little uncomfortable, but you reasoned that that’s because his ability to regulate body temperature was enhanced from the super soldier serum, or something similar. 

You were freezing, but to mask any weakness you’d tried to ignore it, continuing your job to map out the area, and you were successful. Well. You thought you were successful, but somewhere in the mix, all coherent thought fled, you were just so exhausted all of a sudden. You might have passed out, or, you almost passed out? You couldn’t tell the difference. All you remember is Loki swiftly picking you up bridal style, yelling, and their voices were so loud, why did they feel the need to yell so loud? 

There was the soft crunching of the snow that felt as though it lasted both forever and only a moment. Then, there was a sudden shift in atmosphere as the sharp whistling of the wind traded for nothing but the sound of a door closing, and breathing. 

…and clicking sounds? Were your teeth chattering? You’re pretty sure Loki changed you into different clothes, because one second you got colder and the next it felt like you were overheating. You hated being too warm, and you vaguely remember weakly trying to stop him from putting the clothes on you, they were just so hot. 

You heard noises that more or less felt like arguing until you were lying on the ground, wrapped in Loki’s arms, and you think there was a blanket over of the two of you as well. Eventually, that god-awful chattering noise stopped, you didn’t quite feel like you were overheating anymore. You dozed off.

When you woke up, your sense of time was completely botched. We’re heading out to start the mission soon, right? But…didn’t you already do that? When had you gone to bed? You sighed, but snuggled in closer to Loki. He was warm, and it was pleasant.

…

Loki isn’t supposed to be warm.

You snapped your eyes open, only to be greeted by the worried face of your friend. Your friend, Bucky. Yelping and practically throwing yourself off of him, rolling out from the covers, you were hit with the cold air of the cabin. 

You wrapped your arms around yourself and, shivering lightly, you asked, “Where’s Loki?”

“I’m right here, love.”

You turned, seeing him sitting on the floor nearby with a book. He seemed bothered. “When are we going back out?”

He scoffed. “You’re hardly in proper condition to be doing anything but resting. You’re too cold.”

“Am not!”

“You’re shivering, my dear. You…need to lie back down.” The last part was quieter, and he seemed hesitant. 

“With Bucky? Loki, I’d rather not. In fact, I don’t appreciate me having been in that position in the first place.” 

“I’m warm, shortstack. Loki isn’t, you definitely aren’t. It’s not weird. Just come here.”

After looking at Loki hopelessly, and him nodding towards Bucky, you finally relented, begrudgingly getting back into the spot you’d woken up in. After a few minutes of shifting in your place, tossing and turning, Bucky finally just wrapped his metal arm around your waist and pressed your back flush against his chest. You groaned loudly, and complained, “Seriously, dude?”

“You’re not going to get warmer just by being under the same blanket. You know that.” You sighed and looked over to Loki. He seemed tense, but otherwise distracted by his book.

“It’s not that bad. It’s just like old times,” Bucky chuckled. 

“That’s part of what makes it so bad. Loki, how long exactly do I have to be laying here for?”

Loki sighed, and peeked up at you from behind his book, then moved his eyes back to the page. “Until you’re warm.” 

You crossed your arms. To try and lighten the mood, you assumed, Bucky lightly pinched your side, which elicited a squeak from you and you promptly smacked his hand away. 

“You know what, Bucky? The real heroes are the people that have to deal with you on a daily bAHASIS!” you squealed as he pinched your side again, this time closer to your hip, and you jolted. 

“What are you doing to my girlfriend, Bucky?” Loki put his book down. 

“-oh, just tickling her,”

“-being a JEHERK!” You both said at the same time. He started squeezing your side, clearly with the intent to get you laughing. It worked, and you’d flung your head back against Bucky’s shoulder, giggles bubbling from your mouth. “Buhucky, stop mehessing with mehe!” 

“You need to lighten up! I’m not so bad, you’re just exaggerating.”

“I agree with her, Bucky. You’re to make her warm, nothing more. Why are you condoning this, darling? I understand you two have history and such, but this is ridiculous!” Loki spat. He was clearly frustrated, and for some reason that irked you. I mean, you didn’t choose to be in this position, and Loki was encouraging it moments earlier. If anyone should be pissed, it’s you.

Despite the fact that you were more annoyed with Bucky at the moment than Loki, he’d stopped his attack at Loki’s harsh tone, so you fixed your attention to the god, lifting your head back up to look at him. “Stop being such a hypocrite! I didn’t want to do this in the first place! I don’t know what your problem is, but I’m guessing that it’s probably hard to pronounce!”

Bucky laughed at the snarky comment, covering his mouth with the metal hand that he used to attack you with moments earlier. Loki’s eyes darkened for a moment, then turned mischievous. 

“Hm. Now that I think about it, Bucky, wouldn’t a little bit of tickling get her heart rate up? That should be effective in warming her.” Your eyes widened, and Bucky caught on to what Loki was implying. 

Before you could make any moves, Bucky had sat up, kneeling, and pushed you flat on your back, pressing his hands against your biceps and leaning his body weight into it, looking to Loki awaiting further instruction. You could struggle, sure, but your arms were stuck on the floor to either side of you and with a grunt, you realized you couldn't exactly get up.

Registering that trying to fight off Bucky wouldn’t do you any good, you turned back to Loki, and watched helplessly as he slowly walked up to you, arms crossed and head tilted in amusement. The nervous giggles kicked in, and you tried the only escape option you had left: pleading.

“L-Lohoki, my dear sweet prince, love of my LIFE-” he was kneeling down next to you as well now, and wordlessly poked your side, making you squeal, “I dihidn’t mean it, I prohomise, I’ll behe good just DOHON’T!” Loki wasted no time in latching his hands onto your sides, kneading into the sensitive skin he found there while you kicked out helplessly, laughing with new vigor. 

“Hm, it appears this is as good a first attacking point as any.” Loki mentioned casually, as he repositioned himself from kneeling next to you, to settling himself atop your thighs, significantly reducing your ability to struggle and kick your legs out.

“hEHEY! Jeheherk!” You wanted to wipe the smirks right off your attackers’ faces, but Bucky had switched from pressing your arms to the floor to holding both your wrists in his human hand and pressing them to his chest, and you couldn’t exactly do anything but watch hopelessly as Bucky began to lightly poke at your ribs with his newly freed metal hand. 

With the pokes added to the mix, there were squeaks laced in with your laughter. Your ribs weren’t that bad a spot, but it certainly didn’t help either.

Bucky had switched tactics, though, and was quickly attacking different tickle spots he knew you had to get you squirming, his excuse being that you ‘needed to warm up’. Your squeaks and giggles altered in varying degrees as his hand was at the middle of your stomach, gently contracting his fingers, only for you to jerk and him moving to pinch at your hip, then change direction and quickly flutter his metal fingers under your arm. 

During Bucky’s onslaught, Loki’s hands persisted at your sides, squeezing up and down your torso. The two different sensations were driving you mad, and you tugged at your wrists helplessly, but to your dismay, they were stuck at Bucky’s chest and they weren’t gonna budge. He was too strong. 

Once your laughter had begun to sound more akin to wheezing, the two men retracted their hands to let you breathe, but made no move to release you from your makeshift prison. You took deep breaths, and looked to Bucky with a pout, knowing that Loki, being the God of Mischief and all, wouldn’t relent, but Bucky might. He chuckled and shook his head. 

“I’m not letting you go.” Your pout traded for a glare, and you huffed, laying your head on the ground. After a few moments of silence, you mumbled, 

“This is why I dumped you.” 

“it wahas a mutual decision!” Bucky chuckled with a shake of his head.

“Yes, yes, the two of you together was a disagreeable arrangement. I for one, would like to talk about something that actually holds relevance, now. Such as the fact I never knew you were ticklish! Why would you hide such things from me?”

Shifting your gaze to now rest on Loki, you said, “Is that some kind of rhetorical question? What, are you having a chuckle? Ha, ha, very funny, but we both know if I told you that information I’d be exactly where I am now! Which is not favorable to me! So if you would kindly remove yourself from- AHA LOKI STOP IT!-”

You were cut off as he tutted and brought both of his hands to lay at your stomach, gently scratching against the fabric of your shirt. His fingers found purchase at a particularly sensitive patch of skin on either side of your stomach, directly in the middle between your navel and sides. You snorted, and proceeded to laugh uncontrollably.  

As Loki made an attempt to sneak his hands under your shirt to make a play at your bare skin, Bucky stopped him, quick to explaining why after seeing Loki’s confused expression. 

“That’d work and all, but for some reason the fabric layer of her clothes makes her more sensitive. Dunno why that happens, but I figured that one out pretty quickly,” he mentioned matter-of-factly.

“Besides, the shirt is soft, so it’s a double whammy anyways. Especially if you get her riiight-” using his free hand, he ever so gently pinched at the patch of skin directly above your navel, and chuckled as you yelped and jolted away form his touch. “-there.”

“WHYHY ARE YOU HELPING HIM?!” you sceeched, glaring at both your captors. 

“Perhaps if you hadn’t been such a thorn in our sides as of late, being so cheeky and all, this may have played out in a direction suited more to your favor. Alas, your decision was to be testy with us, and this is simply the consequence.”

Loki proceeded to make a show out of slowly lowering his hand to that wretched spot Bucky had so rudely pointed out, and in a desperate attempt at escape you lurched away and yanked at your wrists. Loki’s balance swayed, as he was surprised and not expecting you to fight so hard to avoid his attack, but he didn’t move from where he was seated. You did, however, manage to get your wrists free. 

Knowing that Loki kept you firmly in place, and your wrists’ newfound freedom would not aid you in getting out of this mess, you instead chose to half-heartedly take a swing at Bucky, not wanting to hurt him, but to make a point that you were annoyed with his antics.

“Woah-ho, you’re getting feisty, shortstack!” Bucky caught your wrists, and having some semblance of mercy, knowing he had just outright told Loki your worst spot, he decided he wouldn’t be assisting in your untimely death and instead chose to use both of his hands to keep your own out of the way, once again kneeling over you and using his bodyweight to press each of your wrists to the floorboard. 

This time, though, your hands were right next to your head, and your heart dropped to your stomach when you noticed your new position left you feeling far more exposed than before. 

This time, Loki wasted no time in bringing his hands down and very gently digging into the spot that Bucky had shown him, practically vibrating his fingers into the skin as he widened his eyes and chuckled at the sheer scream that escaped your lips.

You supposed it was a good thing that you were in an abandoned cabin in the middle of nowhere, because your reaction certainly would have alerted any being within a mile radius of you to your demise. 

After a few moments, he switched from lightly digging in to gently scratching at the skin, and with one last shriek, your laughter fell silent as your body shook with the exertion of being attacked so ruthlessly. 

With tears of mirth forming in your eyes as your body went limp, Loki finally let up, laying his palms flat on your stomach and rubbing affectionately for a moment, using enough pressure not to tickle you before removing his hands and getting up off your legs and sitting beside you on the floor. 

Bucky released your hands and after you sat up, and your first move was to lightly punch Bucky’s shoulder. Afterwards you covered your midsection with your arms, a few giggles still finding their way out of you, and you glared at Loki. “I don’t like you.”

“If you want more, dove, all you have to do is ask.” he winked, wiggling his fingers in your direction

“Absolutely not!” You spluttered, using your legs as momentum as you scooted yourself further away from the smiling god. Bucky chuckled, and lightly tapped your knee, asking if you were at least warmed up, and you noticed then that yes, actually, you were. Rolling your eyes, you stood up. 

“What do we have left to do on our mission?” You walked towards your bag to reach for your supplies, but Loki had stood up and gently grasped your elbow to pull you into a hug from behind, nestling his face into your shoulder.

“While you were asleep, love, I went out and finished the job. There wasn’t much left when you had to come back inside, and the weather was child’s play for me. Transportation back to the compound is now on it’s way, all you have to do is relax.”

You paused your actions to affectionately lift your arm up and wrap it around Loki’s head, gently squeezing and pressing his head closer to you, then turned to face him. 

“Well. I brought a deck of cards. Y’all up to playing War?” You pecked Loki’s lips as you looked expectantly at Bucky, who’s face had lit up like a child.

“I love that one! Does Loki know how to play?” Curiously, Loki eyed the deck of cards you now had in your hands, after having ducked down to grab it from your bag.

Hesitantly, he responded, “I do not. I assume you’ll teach me?” 

And so you did. You and Loki played on the same team for his first round, and the lot of you enjoyed the few hours to relax that you had before the quinjet arrived.

Mission accomplished.

#marvel tickle #ticklish!reader #ler!loki #ler!bucky #loki x reader

[ticklishturtlett]

Distraction

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Established Relationship)

Disclaimer: I personally feel like this is NSFW, but I know that others would disagree. However, I kindly ask Minors to not interact! Thank you!

Warnings: Bondage, Cursing, Implications of sex, and mention of sex toys.

Word Count: 4, 718 words

Summary: When Life once again gets in your way of doing something You want to do, You start to get stressed and worried. Your boyfriend Bucky decides to help distract you. Ler!Bucky and Lee!Reader. Enjoy!

The power had been out for a little over three hours now, and You were starting to get antsy. Tonight was the first Zoom meeting for your night class, but because You had no internet, You probably wouldn't be able to attend. If it was a normal, mundane class, You wouldn't have thought it was that much of a big deal. However, this class was different. It focused on your passion, and Tony Stark had spent the entire weekend pulling strings to get You into it. Although Tony wouldn't tell You the price, You imagined it had cost a lot since a famous celebrity was teaching it.

Now, You sat on the couch, fiddling with your necklace as you anxiously waited for the power to turn back on. You had done everything to make sure You looked your best for tonight. You got your nails done, styled your hair, and even decided to wear the most beautiful dress you had. And now, with the class in thirty minutes, You began to worry it all might have been for nothing.

"You alright, doll?" Bucky sat next to You, reading Lord of the Rings, while you both waited this surge out.

You gave him a tight-lipped smile. "I'm fine, Bucky."

He frowned and glanced down at your leg, which had been bouncing for some time. He placed his hand on your leg, forcing it to stop, and his thumb caressed your thigh, but You could hardly feel it because of the dress. He rose an eyebrow at You, and You sighed. "I'm fine, really," You insisted then stood up, grabbed a lit candle, and headed toward the kitchen. "It's just been a long day."

"That's true." Bucky set down the book and leaned forward. "What are you doing?"

"Getting some water." You grabbed a glass and filled it at the sink. "Do you want some?"

"No, I'm good."

You took a sip, leaning onto the counter and staring at your boyfriend. It was difficult to see him completely. With the very few lit candles and the shadows dancing across his face, You could only see pieces of him at a time. His bright blue eyes though never faded in the darkness.

Bucky sighed and leaned back, concealing himself more in the shadows. "What do you want to do, doll?"

You shrugged. "I was supposed to have my class, but I'm guessing I won't be anymore, so I don't know."

He hummed. "Won't there be another one next week?"

"Yeah, but I just really wanted to attend it. Tony put in a lot of work to get me into it."

"Also true, but I'm sure the professor will understand. I mean, half of New York is going through this."

"I guess," You muttered.

Silence fell over both of you, and your thoughts raced with the possible consequences of missing this class. If Tony found out, he might be crushed. This was a class You had been practically obsessing over for a year. You had never looked into the details of the class because You knew You could never afford it, but Tony did. Tony had gifted You the opportunity to take it, and You felt so guilty for not attending the first meeting. You really hoped this didn't happen again next week.

"Did you hear me, darling?"

"Hm?" Your gaze shot back to the darkened silhouette of your boyfriend. "Um, no, sorry, I was in deep thought."

"I asked if you wanted to play something."

You shrugged again then set down your glass of water. "Sure, why not? What did you have in mind?"

"Well, it's dark-"

"Yep."

"-and the walls are practically sound-proof here."

A slight smirk teased your lips. "Uh-huh." Oh, You knew where this was going. Although You weren't entirely feeling it right now, maybe this would serve as a good distraction for You. Plus, You loved playing these 'games' with him. You grabbed your candle and rounded the kitchen island. "No one will be able to hear us."

"Exactly." He leaned forward again, and You felt a flutter in your stomach when You saw his mischievous smirk. The smirk on your face transformed into a shy smile. Okay, now You really liked where this was going. "So, it's the perfect opportunity to murder you."

And the fluttery feeling was gone. Your eyes widened but then you frowned and your brow furrowed. "What?" You asked.

He chuckled, the shadows making his smirk seem like it was stretching into an evil grin. "The darkness, the flickering lights-" His metal hand shot out of the darkness and snatched the only candle on the coffee table, which made You flinch involuntarily. "-not being heard or seen by any nosy neighbors."

"Um, I guess?" This...was something You had never seen before. Not from Bucky, at least. You knew he was just messing with you. Probably trying to rile you up since Halloween was around the corner. He loved to be mischievous at times. "You're being really weird right now. You know that, right?"

"Uh-huh," he said then stood up, holding the candle close to his smirk. "So? Do you want to play?"

"That depends." You took a step in the direction of your bedroom, feeling a knot in your stomach. "What exactly are you going to do to murder me?"

He gave You a lopsided grin then shrugged. "You'll just have to find out, Princess."

You hummed then took another step. "I'm not going to get hurt, right?"

He shook his head. "Not at all."

"Right." Another step. You could lock the bedroom door if You had to. You weren't exactly sure what Bucky's plan was to 'murder you,' but You were a little nervous to find out. You could buy some time and keep him talking while You snuck closer to the bedroom. "Let's just go ahead and point out the obvious here-" Another step. "-you're a Super Soldier and an Avenger."

"True."

"I'm just a regular non-super human being. The chances of me surviving your attempt to murder me are pretty much at zero." And another step and You hummed. "Well, maybe there's a fifteen percent chance."

"Fifteen percent?" he chuckled.

"I'm your girlfriend. I know some of your buttons to push."

He hummed, his smirk returning. "Well, let's see if you can push them."

Without warning, he blew out his candle, completely covering himself in darkness. That nervous feeling exploded inside You, and You squeaked before bolting to the bedroom. Excitement morphed with your nervousness, and a few giggles slipped from your lips. This was a game. A weird and scary game, but You knew Bucky was only trying to make this night more exciting and possibly distract You from missing the class.

The moment you reached the door, an arm wrapped around your waist, and You squealed. You held the candle out, trying not to drop it, as he tried to grab your arms. "Bucky! You're going to make me drop the candle!"

His other arm wrapped around your chest and pulled You closer to him, trapping You against him. You felt his lips brush against your ear. "Then put it down, doll," he whispered, and You giggled from the tickly feeling, squirming slightly.

"Make me," You giggled and tried lifting your shoulder to protect your ear, but You knew it was futile. His head was blocking You from doing anything to protect yourself.

He chuckled, and You giggled louder as his breath slid across it. "No problem."

His hand across your waist - which You realized was his metal one because You could hardly move - viciously squeezed your side, and You shot your head back with a scream. "BUCKY!" You yelled, laughing and trying to squirm, then tried grabbing his hand.

Unfortunately, this seemed to be part of Bucky's plan. The moment your hands were close enough to his, he snatched the one holding the candle. He let You squirm out of his hold, and You spun around to face him. His evil grin returned, the shadows making it seem more sinister, and a chill ran down your spine. "Now, we can play," he said then blew out the candle.

Darkness fell over the both of you, and You stumbled back into the door. You waited, thinking he would charge at You but nothing happened. It was completely pitch black. You knew you wouldn't be able to run in the dark; You weren't used to traveling in it like Bucky was. "Bucky?" You called.

After a few moments, You turned around and your hands slid across the door, searching for its knob. This was so cruel. He was making You wait in anticipation for his inevitable attack. He probably wanted You to open the door too and lock You in with him. He was probably going to charge You once You did open the door. "You're a jerk," You stated then jumped at the sound of his chuckle echoing around You. "And an asshole."

Your fingers ghosted across the cold knob in your search then You grabbed it and turned it. It didn't squeak. He might not know You found it. If You could do this quickly, maybe You could shut him out. He'd have to break down the door to get to You, and You knew he wouldn't do that. You'd win this weird game of his. As quick as You could, You pushed the door open, ran through, then shut and locked it.

You fell against the door, in disbelief that You actually managed to escape your very mischievous boyfriend. "Holy crap," You breathed out. He couldn't get in not without You unlocking it for him. He was stuck out there. You won. A grin fell on your face, and You rested your head against the door. You were so proud of yourself.

"It sucks to be on the other side, doesn't it, sweetie?" You taunted, a few giggles escaping.

Two hands grabbed your waist, and You screamed and jumped against the door. You started hitting and pulling at the hands, fear immediately overtaking your excitement. "Whoa, whoa, it's just me!" Bucky shouted.

"Shit, Bucky!" You yelled, falling back against the door and covering your face. You felt him wrap his arms around You and pull You closer to him. "Why the hell would You scare me like that?"

His hand rubbed your back. "Because you taunted me." He spidered his fingers up your spine, and You flinched closer to him. "I had to teach you a lesson somehow."

You snorted, your head falling against his shoulder. "Geez, you made me think someone was in our room."

"Oh, but someone is in our room, [Y/N]."

And he was back to being his weird mysterious self. "Oh, right, you're my murderer." You wrapped your arms around his neck. "Well, I guess I have no choice but to surrender myself to you. So do with me as you will."

He chuckled. "Giving up that easily?"

"Again, only a fifteen percent chance, and I'm pretty sure those numbers just dropped anyway."

He chuckled again then slid his hands down and picked You up. Your fingers ran through his hair as he walked you two to the bed. At least, You assumed it was the bed; You could hardly see anything. The moonlight shining in through the window was helping a little bit, but it wasn't enough to light up the room. He stopped and climbed onto the bed then laid You down gently. "What to do with you first," he whispered, his thumb caressing your cheek. "I have a great idea."

"Tell me," You whispered, smiling and closing your eyes as he slid your arms above your head. "I'd love to hear your villainous plan."

"Oh, I know you would, and I'll tell you." He kissed your forehead, making you smile wider.

You started to raise your leg to hook around his waist but then heard a click. Your eyes widened, and You flinched when You heard another one. His fingers ghosted down your arms, and You involuntarily giggled then realized You couldn't put your arms down. You yanked on what was holding them, and You glared at your boyfriend. "What are you doing with the handcuffs?"

You felt a cold, tickly finger lightly scratching at your armpit, and You snickered, ultimately losing the glare as You tried to squirm away from it. "I told you, doll," he singsonged, and You snickered more when he switched to the other armpit. "-someone's in our room."

"N-No, there ISn't," You protested, the tickly sensation driving You up a wall, and You kicked your foot on the mattress. "I-I didn't a-agrEE to THIS!"

"Oh, well, it's not really your choice, isn't it, my little victim?"

He scratched at both armpits, and your head fell back against the pillow, your snickers turning into giggles. "Sweetie," You groaned out then yelped and giggled louder as all of his fingers lightly spidered into your armpits.

"Oh, I'm not your sweetie." He ceased tickling and ghosted his fingers down your body. "Although, I love that you dressed up just for me."

"I-I didn't dress up for you, you a-asshole," You giggled out. "Let me go."

He hummed, his hands caressing your midriff. "You see, I don't think I can." His hands slid to the buttons on your dress and started to undo them. "As your murderer and dedicated tickle monster-"

"Oh, shit."

"Language, [Y/N]," he chuckled, undoing the last button and revealing your tummy. His hands slid into the opening of the dress, his fingers trailing across your sensitive belly. You giggled immediately. "I've noticed you have been rather sad today," he continued.

"S-Stop it," You pleaded.

"And because you've been sad, I'm determined to chase those sad feelings away," he continued. "And, as your murderer, I'm also here to tickle you to death."

"Y-You don't h-have to do thi-is."

"I guess you shouldn't have gotten all dressed up for me, doll. You did this to yourself."

"I did not drESS-" Your laughter exploded, bouncing off the soundproof walls, as Bucky dug into your belly button and scratched at one of your low ribs. Your heels dug into the mattress, and You squirmed as much as You could to get away. "BUCKY!"

You heard him laugh, but it was quickly drowned out when both of his hands slid up beneath your dress to scratch your ribs. "NONONO!" You shouted, your pitch rising high, and arched your back as he dug at the spaces between the bones. "OH, SHIT!"

"Language, [Y/N]!" Bucky scolded as You flailed from side to side, laughing hysterically. He continued to climb your ribs, giving special attention to each and every bone. "I'm trying to murder you here!"

You couldn't even respond. Your thoughts were completely consumed by the tickle sensations exploding in your body. Your body instinctively wiggled to get away, moving so fast it was as if it was panicking that it couldn't escape. You couldn't escape. Your merciless boyfriend had straddled You and strapped You to the bed and now was tickling You to insanity.

Some people would hate being in this situation with their partner, but You didn't. If You were being honest, You loved it when he tickled You. Something about it just made your troubles disappear for a little while, and it made You feel good that he wanted to touch you. You knew he wouldn't go too far with the tickling. You both had a safeword in play for situations like this, but You weren't about to use it unless You reached your limit.

He had reached your armpits again at this point and was showing no mercy. "You are the most ticklish person on this planet," he teased as You screamed when he dug deeper into the skin. "I should have brought our toys over here after handcuffing you."

You shook your head, knowing exactly which toys he was referring to. "No?" he questioned, tilting his head. Without warning, he pulled his hands out from under your dress and started tickling your ears. Your laughter died down and melted into consistent giggles. "But it's so much fun making you lose your mind."

You coughed between your giggles, and he pulled his hands away, giving you a chance to breathe. "N-No t-toys," You breathed out, a permanent grin stretched on your face.

He hummed and brushed your now wild and tangled hair behind your ear. You giggled involuntarily at the light touch, and he chuckled. "Oh, I would love to see that beautiful smile right now."

"Too bAD!" You squealed when he squeezed your sides once. "O-Okay, okay!"

He chuckled again. "You know, maybe I should tickle you until the power comes back on."

"Stop it," You groaned.

"You've told me love it," he stated, which was true. You had confessed that you loved it when he tickled you. You told him after he tickled You for the first time, and he had been more than happy to tickle you since then.

"Well, I don't feel very dead yet."

He barked out a laugh then scooted down to your legs, sitting on them. "Oh, good, because I'm not done murdering you."

You giggled in anticipation, already holding on to the fluffy handcuffs. "I swear if you use your stubble down there-"

"Oh, is someone hinting that they want me to tickle them with my beard?" he teased, ghosting his fingers on your inner thighs.

Your legs flinched and then shook with each caress, and You giggled louder. "You can't grow a beard if you haven't hit puberty yet."

He immediately shifted to all fours. "Ooh, someone wants it badly." Then, You lost it. His stubble scratched at the sensitive skin on your inner thigh, and he held your leg in place to keep it from flinching away. Your head fell back as your laughter poured out, and You pulled at your handcuffs. You didn't think it could get any worse than that until his hand slipped under your dress, and he tickled the lowest part of your belly.

"NO!" You screamed and tried shifting your body up toward the headboard, but it was no use. With his arm holding your leg down, You weren't going to get very far. You just laid there and took it. You did ask for it, after all. You knew better than to tease Bucky, but You liked to do it anyway. "BUCKY!"

"I am not Bucky!" he shouted, and You felt him switch to your other thigh, making You squirm in a different direction. He held your other leg down now and rubbed his stubble against it. You squealed before laughing hysterically again. "I am the Tickle Monster! I'm here to murder you with tickles!"

His hand slipped out from under your dress, and he spidered his fingers along your other thigh. You tried to flinch that leg away, but he had locked it in place with his legs. You could feel both of your legs try to flinch, but neither of them was able to move an inch. Bucky made sure You knew that You were completely at his mercy. "Having fun yet, sweetheart?" he called out, now pinching your inner thighs and lifting his head up.

You cackled, hiding your face behind your arm. "Y-You-AH!" You screamed as he moved to spider his fingers under your knees.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" His wiggling fingers trailed down your calves, and your laughter melted into giggles once more. "I'm afraid I couldn't understand what snarky comment I know you were about to unleash. With you being so ticklish, I can imagine this is a very difficult problem you deal with on a daily basis."

"Oh my g-gosh," You giggled. "B-Babe, please."

"Please what?" he asked, and your breath hitched in your throat when he spidered his fingers on the tops of your feet. You felt him wrap his metal around your ankles, bringing your legs together and keeping them in place. You could thankfully still move your feet, but he would only follow your movements.

"T-This isn't fAIR!" You shouted, your pitch rising, as one finger scratched on the outline of your foot.

"Well, of course, it isn't fair, doll. Murderers don't give their victims chances to live."

"Please, PLEase!" You begged, feeling him move that one damn finger to scratch at your arch. Your feet were extremely ticklish. More ticklish than You thought was humanely possible, but they were. You and Bucky had first discovered this a few weeks ago when You asked him to help you figure out if they were ticklish. You quickly learned that was a mistake as he teased You about it quite often. "I'll do what YOU WAnt!"

The light scratching stopped, and your high-pitched laughter started to turn into giggles. You took in as many greedy breaths as possible, trying to calm down your racing heart. "Anything?" he asked.

"Yes," You sighed, still trying to catch your breath. "Anything."

He hummed, and You felt him switch holds on your legs, taking back his metal arm. You gasped as he slid his cold fingers up one of your arches, and You shivered slightly. "B-Babe, please. I-I said anything," You reminded, feeling your smile involuntarily widen.

"I really want to tickle your feet," he stated, and You pulled at your restraints again. "You do those cute squeals every time I play with your toes."

Your giggles rose an octave as he swiped at your arch again and again and again. "I-I can d-do THAT another WAY!"

He hummed again. "It wouldn't be the same." Without warning, he lightly spider-tickled your arch, and your hysterical laughter returned. You twisted and pulled as you frantically tried to get away.

"Plus," he continued, "they're so much fun to tease. All I have to do is gently tickle your foot anywhere, and you lose your mind. I could tickle this little spot-" His cold finger gently scratched at the space between your big toe and little ones, and You let out another scream. "-and you'll scream your head off all night."

"NO!" You protested before feeling him dig deeper into that space and falling into silent laughter.

He chuckled and switched to tickling your big toe, which wasn't as bad as the previous spot, but still pretty ticklish. The first cute squeal that Bucky loved so much came out, and he switched to your little toes. "Ah, there's the squeals I love to hear," he teased, listening to You squeal as he tickled your toes. "You want to know what's better with this, doll?"

You couldn't respond. You were stuck in a loop of loud, high-pitched squeals that only got louder the longer he tickled your toes. Your thoughts were completely overrun with the ticklish feeling shooting through your toes.

"Using both hands," he continued. Before You could even think about pulling your feet away, Bucky took back his other arm and used his body weight to keep your legs pinned to the mattress.

Then, You truly lost your mind and completely forgot about the power, the class, Tony, and every problem You had encountered. Bucky kept each touch random, never letting You get used to one spot. He would spider tickle your heels, drag his nails up your arches, and dig between each toe several times before You finally gave up and submitted to your fate. It got worse when he threw several sarcastic and snarky comments your way, such as "I think you need to see a doctor about your ticklish feet," or "We should test how much they tickle every night just to make sure you're still ticklish," or - your personal favorite - "I think I'm going to ask Wanda to cast a spell on you on Halloween night. Something that will make you even more ticklish than you already are, Princess." It was so brutal.

However, You were enjoying his playful behavior. Albeit he was being more merciless than he usually was, it felt good to laugh. You felt as though all your worries were melting away as he distracted You with light scratches, surprise pokes, stubble tickles, or digging deep into your skin. You needed this fun, but you would never admit it.

"Tickle tickle tickle!" he singsonged, and You squealed for the billionth time as he returned to your toes. "Such a ticklish Princess! I can't wait to do this again when you're asleep!"

You screamed at that before falling back into your squealing laughter. You were holding onto the headboard of the bed, gripping it harder as if that would help you deal with the ticklish sensations.

After what felt like an eternity, Bucky's tickling slowed, and You took that opportunity to cough out the safe word, "Rose." Fortunately, he heard You and ceased tickling.

He sat up and massaged your feet, rubbing away the ghost tickles as You tried to recollect your thoughts. "Are you okay, doll?" he asked, moving to massage your toes.

"Y-Yeah," You croaked then let out a cough. You watched as Bucky's dark outline climbed off the bed and walked to the dresser. He lit a candle - most likely, the one he took from You - and brought it over to the nightstand. He set it down, and You could finally see him; well, some of him anyway. "You look happy."

He chuckled then smirked. "I'm happy-" He climbed back onto the bed, settling on top of you, and brushed your hair out of your eyes. "-because there's a beautiful smile on your face."

"It was forced," You teased, a few airy giggles coming up.

He rose an eyebrow, and your breath hitched in your throat as he ghosted his fingers down your arm and stopped right above the armpit. "Was it now?"

You were giggling again and shook your head. "N-No! Okay, okay, it w-wasn't! Stop, please!"

He chuckled. "I'm just messing with you, doll." He leaned forward and pecked your lips. "I love hearing your laugh."

"I know you do." You pulled at the handcuffs. "You want to let me out of this, so I can hold you?"

He smirked then reached up and unlocked the handcuffs, releasing your wrists. You lowered your arms and wrapped them around his neck, your hands running through his hair. "I love you," You whispered.

"I love you too, doll," he whispered, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to him. "You did so good during that, you know? You took it like a soldier."

You snorted. "I didn't realize you had to go through tickle torture as a soldier."

"Oh, no, that just started with you, doll, and I say you passed with flying colors." He winked. "Although there is one more test you have to take if you want to be a soldier."

"And what's that?" You whispered as he leaned closer to your lips, and You locked your arms around his neck.

"You have to seduce me."

You smirked. "Oh, I thought I already did."

"Yeah, you did," he whispered then kissed you.

The power didn't turn back on until morning. Bucky sat on the edge of the bed, texting Tony about the class. He had noticed You didn't attend but wasn't disappointed or upset with You like you feared he would be. He was more worried, but he assumed Bucky was taking care of You, so he decided to wait and contact You in the morning. Once he learned that both of you were affected by the sudden power surge, his worries faded, and he told Bucky to have You call him later. A lot of students had missed the class because of the surge, so the Professor was holding another one in a few days to catch everyone up. Bucky reassured him that he would pass the message on then tossed his phone onto the ottoman.

Bucky glanced over, seeing You sleeping soundly under the covers. Your dress and bra lay on the floor, having been tossed to the side during last night's fun. He chuckled to himself and smirked softly as he reflected on it. He loved being with You. Even as you lay there snoring like a tractor, he couldn't help but think he was the luckiest man in the world to have You in his life.

-TT

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[tickles-in-ficland]

It’s here! It’s finally here! Sorry it took so long, life got hectic and I didn’t have the motivation to write. I hope you enjoy.

Old Man

Summary: The reader is a lab assistant with the Avengers. After growing close with the team, teasing about two super soldiers old age is a favorite past time. That is until the two “old men” decide that a lesson needs to be learned. LerSteve Rogers, Ler!Bucky Barnes, Lee!Reader

Warning: Mild swearing, mostly fluff

Word Count: 1,986

It was 4pm and you were way past your time for a break. You’d been in the lab since 6 am. Ever since Mr. Stark and Mr. Banner brought you on as their lab tech you had grown close with the whole team. They had brought you in about 6 months prior. It took awhile for you to come out of your lab rat shell but in time, you became a part of the family.

You sighed taking off your lab coat and tossing it over the chair. “I think I need a break. If I stare at that microscope any longer my eyes are going to fall out of my head.”

Bruce chuckled. “I agree Y/N go get something to eat. You’ve done great work today.” he said with a quick wave before turning back to his project. That man worked more than you did.

With a smile you grabbed your bag and headed out the door, only to collide head first into a super soldier. Looking up, it was Steve.

“Oh! I’m so sorry Y/N! Are you alright?” he asked concerned.

A smile smile tugged at the corner of your lips. You never missed an opportunity to tease one of the team members. They’d grown use to your cheekiness. “Ugh I guess so. It’s just these old geezers around here need to watch where they’re going.”

“I-HEY!” he said crossing his arms in a pout. “That’s not very nice.”

A full fledged smile spread your face now. “Who said I was nice?” you quipped.

Steve narrowed his eyes playfully at you. “Watch it.” he said he pointing a finger in your face. Sending a wink in your direction he continued down the hall.

You entered the compound kitchen, desperately trying to find a snack. Long hours in the lab made you hungry and you wanted a snack.

“Whatcha looking for?” a deep voice chirped behind you, making you jump.

You turned around to see Bucky in the kitchen, his arm resting on the island counter.

“Good grief Bucky. You’re quiet for an old man. I expected a dinosaur to make a bit more noise.” You grinned turning back to the fridge.

You heard Bucky gasp as you giggled, rummaging through the fridge for your snack. Pulling out some fruit you sat on the bar stool, glancing over at Bucky who still had his mouth slightly agape at your sass.

“What?” you asked innocently with a hint of mischief behind your eyes.

“Did you….” he paused dramatically for a moment. “call me OLD?!” he said putting his hand to his chest.

You giggled and shrugged your shoulders. “Hey I didn’t say exactly that but if the shoe fits!”

“You are full of sass today little one. You’re gonna get yourself in trouble.” he said pointing a finger warningly but teasingly at you.

“Who’s in trouble?” Tony asked entering the kitchen as the exchange between you and Bucky was happening.

Bucky chuckled darkly, his eyes twinkling. “This little punk over here called me old!”

Tony threw his head back in a deep laugh before giving you a high five of approval.

Bucky huffed crossing his arms. “I think Y/N has been spending too much time with you, Stark. Your sarcastic nature is rubbing off.”

Tony shrugged and nudged you with a smile. “I see nothing wrong with that.” he said before patting Bucky on the shoulder as he exited the room.

You took the cue to follow Stark out of the kitchen. As you passed Bucky you grinned as you shoved a strawberry in your mouth.

“You’re starting something I might have to finish.” Bucky said towering over you with a devious smirk on his face.

“You don’t scare me, Buck. You’d never hurt me.”

Bucky rolled his eyes with a chuckle. “Who said anything about hurting you?” before reaching forward, spidering his hands up and down your sides, eliciting high pitched giggles to spill from your mouth.

“he-HEY! What was that for?!”

“I wanted to see if you’re ticklish.” Bucky said with a grin. “Looks like you are. What a discovery!” he said skittering his fingers across your tummy making you squeal and twist away.

“Bu-BUCKY! QUHIHIT IT!” you said smacking his hand as you jumped out of his reach.

Bucky ceased his attack but still had a mischievous smirk on his face.

“A few of us are in the common room. We’re planning a movie night. Do you want to join us?” He asked as the two of you exited the kitchen.

You shrugged. “I’d love to but I should probably get back to the lab. Banner is probably wondering where I am. We have an important test to run.”

Bucky put his arm around you and looked at you with puppy dog eyes. “Aw come on Y/N! You work too hard. Take a break and hang out with your friends. Banner will survive without his assistant.”

“I don’t know….” you said.

Your work was important to you and being chosen to work at Avengers Compound was a dream come true. It was a bit intimidating working alongside literal super heroes so you wanted to make the best impression possible.

You gave Bucky a small smile. “Let me swing by the lab and make sure I’m not needed. I’ll meet you in the common room.”

Bucky nodded, satisfied with that answer. “Alright, doll. I’ll let the others know you’re joining us.”

Bucky exited the kitchen, headed to the common room, while you made your way back to the lab. Bruce was still in there to no surprise but you didn’t see Tony. After Bruce assuring you that he was fine on his own, you made your way back down to the common room where you saw everyone getting settled in. You walked in to see Wanda and Vision curled up on a loveseat together, Steve and Bucky where on either end of the long couch while Peter was stretched out on the floor with a pillow under his chest.

“Y/N!” Vision said cheerfully. “Do join us.” he motioned you into the room.

Peter looked up from his spot on the floor and gave you a friendly smile and wave. It was nice to have someone closer in age to you around. While you were a few years older than the spider kid, it was still nice to not be the only “kid” around.

You sat in between Bucky and Steve, a decision you would soon regret.

Halfway through the movie, a scene happened where it was taking place in an era that was far before either of the super soldiers time, but you couldn’t resist a jab. You smirked and leaned towards Steve.

“So what was it like back then?”

“Hey!” Steve said with a hand on his chest. “I’m not THAT old!” He said with a jab to your side.

Giggles bubbled in your throat. Steve raised his eyebrows with a smirk.

Bucky leaned over hearing the commotion. “Hush! I’m trying to watch.”

Steve put his hands up in defense. “It wasn’t me dude! Y/N is making fun of my age! I may be old but I’m not THAT old!”

A mischievous smile graced Bucky’s face. “You’re not the only one getting the sass. I think someone needs to be taught a lesson in respecting elders. What do you think Rogers?”

Catching on to the teasing tone in his voice Steve shared the mischievous smirk. You were in deep shit. As you attempted to bolt from the couch a pair of strong arms yanked you back down, holding you in place.

“And just where do you think you’re going little one?” Steve teased as you squirmed in his arms with a giggle trying to break free.

“Ya know Rogers, I found out something about Y/N!” Bucky said before giving your sides a firm squeeze, eliciting a stream of giggles.

Steve’s eyes lit up. “You’re ticklish?! Why didn’t we know this before?!”

“Behehehcause!” you said giggling pushing at Bucky’s hands. “Why wouhohould I share thaahahat?”

“Well maybe this will teach you to watch your sass around us little one.” Steve said digging into your ribs from behind. A shriek of laughter made the whole room turn to look at you.

“Guhuhuhys! Plehehehase!” You tried with all your might to get out Steve’s grip, to no avail. “Ihihim sohohohorry!”

Bucky shook his head with a smile, still squeezing your sides and spidering over your tummy, endless giggles spilling from your mouth as you kicked your legs wildly.

“I don’t know. I’m not sure I believe you. How about you Steve?”

Steve shook his head in agreement. “Nah I don’t think so either.” The super soldiers talking to each other as if you weren’t there was driving you crazy. The teasing was too much.

Bucky chuckled. “Maybe if I squeeze riiiiiight……here.” he said before furiously digging into your hip bone, causing a deep belly laughter to erupt.

“NAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHASE STAHAHAHAP! SOMEONE HEHEHELP MEHEHEH!” you bucked trying to escape but Steve held you tightly.

“Oh! I think we found a bad spot.” Steve teased continuing to spider up your ribs and under your arms.

Everyone in the room shook their heads. They did not want to get in the middle of that. Especially Peter who was often the target of tickle attacks. Being the youngest of the bunch he himself was often a target for incessant teasing.

“Sorry Y/N!!” Peter shouted from his spot on the floor. “You did this to yourself!”

“I hahahate youhoho!” your laughter raising in octaves with each squeeze and poke.

“You HATE us?!” Bucky gasped feigning hurt. “Clearly you haven’t learned your lesson! I think we need to pull out the big guns, what do you say Rogers?”

“Nohohoho! Ihihihim sohohorry!! Ihihihim sohohohory!” you squealed throwing your head back in deep belly laughter.

“Ready Buck?” Steve said with a smirk.

“Aye Aye Cap’n!” Bucky bellowed before the two men leaned down to either side of your neck blowing raspberry after raspberry. It was torture, their scratchy beards mixed with the tickly raspberries was too much. You screamed in laughter before tears spilled from your eyes and your laughter went silent. After a moment, they let up, deciding you had suffered enough.

You laid there for a moment, your body still shaking from residual giggles trying to get rid of the ghost tickles that still covered your body.

“Yohuhu two are the wohohorst!” you said covering your face to hide the blush that filled your cheeks.

The two super soldiers chuckled as Steve helped you sit up. “Maybe, but now you know what happens when you mess with two super soldiers.” he said with a wink.

You looked at everyone else in the room, who were clearly amused by what had happened. “Y’all suck! No one tried to help me!”

“Sorry Y/N!” Wanda chimed in “I wasn’t getting in the middle of that.” she said with a laugh. “Vis gets me enough, I don’t even want to try to fight those two.”

“Yes it is true.” Vision said with a small smile. “It does seem you, as the young spider boy pointed out, did it to yourself.”

You huffed and crossed your arms. Bucky raised his eyebrows as he leaned over to look you in the eyes. “Shall we go for round two or is the sass master done for now?” he said wiggling his fingers teasingly.

“Nohoho! No mohohore!” you said giggling holding up your hands in defense.

Bucky lowered his hands but leaned forward so he hovering over you slightly. “Watch yourself little one. Now everyone knows your weakness.” he said with a final poke and a gentle kiss on your forehead.

You settled back into the couch, leaning on Steve’s shoulder and smiled to yourself. You hadn’t exactly hated that and you were already plotting how to make it happen again.

Revenge is sweet.

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[valiantphantomangel]

The mischief duo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay OKAY"!

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

"It was Peter" you said out of breath.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never get caught ;)

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[twordish-spencer]

You do?

Warnings: tickles, insecure Bucky, comforting reader.

Authors note: I thought of this a while ago and this has been sitting in my drafts for AGES now and it just came back too me so here we are!

You feel the slight breeze that washes over you as you close the door behind you. You had a few jobs to do and it only took thirty minutes. Bucky hadn’t quite been himself today, for starters when you woke up at 7:00AM Bucky essential even awake yet, which is surprising because usually he’s up and ready by the time you’re awake as he gets up at 6:00AM out of habit and for training with Steve. He also was wearing his glove, in the house.

You walked into the bedroom, kicked off your shoes and hopped in the shower. After, you walked into one of the quieter places of the compound. The library. You walked in and head a few small short sniffles from a corner of the small but cozy space. You went over and seen Bucky, curled up on a beanbag chair crying into his hands.

As soon as he saw you he tried to calm down and you had to reassure him that it was okay too cry. “Oh Buck…” you cooded “It’s okay too cry, what’s got you upset hm?” He didn’t respond for a few seconds before beginning. “I’m just.” “I-I just” he even struggled to say it without crying. What has happened? Nothing usually makes him this upset. “I-I went to the store today just too get some eggs and bacon for breakfast.” You nodded and hummed in agreement.

“And I f-forgot my glove this one time a-and this girl took one look at me and immediately ran a-away.” Bucky says before sobbing quietly into your shoulder. “That girl has no clue what she’s missing, in fact I kinda love your arm. “W-what?, You do? “.

“Yeah! I mean lots of people find things, really heavy but you have your special arm so you don’t!” Bucky hummed. “And you can also take it off. Which I kinda wish I could do sometimes. Arms get Heavy!” Bucky chuckled at your enthusiasm”. “Wait Y/N!” Bucky exclaims. “I have something else it can do.” He says. “Really?, what’s that?” You ask. “This!”

Without warning he dug his hands into your sides. “Ah boho hi BUCHUCY. “What’s up doll? , I’m just showing some other great things it can do” he says. You kick your legs and just as it’s about to make contact with Buckys chest he catches it. “Ooo bad idea doll baaad idea”

Bucky begins to scribble his fingers all over your socked sole getting all the most ticklish places. “BUCHCHKHY STOHOHP!” To your surprise he actually did stop.

After you had calmed down you were both cuddled up in bed. “Thank you” Bucky says quietly. “For what sweetheart?” You ask. “Helping me feel better” he says almost ashamed. “Aww Bucky of course! I mean I wasn’t lying your arm is pretty cool.” You reply. “Love you baby” he says in a hushed sleepy tone. “I love you most”

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[sugars-fluffy-escapes]

“Lie down, arms up.” with ler!bucky please because i’m in love with that man😮‍💨

"Lie down, arms up."

Those were the first words spoken after several minutes of silence between you and Bucky. During that silence, Bucky had observed your body language... Your breathing was shallow, but every so often, you remembered to take a deeper breath that was just audible enough for him to notice. He knew that you were beyond nervous for your upcoming first field mission as an official member of The Avengers. The second you heard Bucky's words, you furrowed your brows in confusion.

"What?"

"Trust me, doll."

With a sigh, you lay down on your abdomen, propping your chin up on your raised arms. "What exactly is this for, Bucky?" When your question went unanswered, you looked over and said his name, noting that he was moving across the floor to be closer to you.

"Bear with me. I'm getting there. I'm gonna help you relax. You're so tense that it's making my back hurt."

"Ha. Ha. You're funny. You sure it's not cause you're old?"

Bucky's lip curled, a huff of air leaving his nose. "Cute. Real cute. You ever get tired of those stupid jokes?"

"Not one bit. IhIt's not my fault you're so- PFFHAA- aHAHAHANCIENT! BUHUHUCKYYYY!" Your second joke was abruptly interrupted by your own giggling as Bucky began rapidly poking at the spot where your ribs met your back. "OHOKAYYY! IhI'll stahahahap thehe ohohold johohokesahahaaaa!"

Bucky paused his hands and chuckled. "Good." A few more seconds passed, before your teammate was suddenly spidering his fingers on your sides.

A snort echoed in the room, followed by the super soldier chuckling over the endearing sound. "GOHOHOD DAHAHAHAMMIT!"

"Were you not expecting me to do the tickle thing this time?" In your defense, the only times Bucky had tickled you had been under more lighthearted circumstances.

"Juhuhust *hic* gohoho eheheheasy! IhI dohohon't neheed toho dihihihie ohof laughter behehefore myhy fihihirst mihission!" You could already feel the tension leaving your body, replaced by feelings of safety and comfort, with Bucky reminding you that you'd kick ass on your first mission.

And that's exactly what you did.

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Bucky's such a comfort character 😭❤️ /gen /pos

Also, you and me both, anon LMFAO /lh /pos (Bucky Barnes has me smitten) I hope you enjoyed the drabble! Thank you for the sentence prompt! /gen

Til next time, everyone!

~ Ushu 💛 (/p)

#sugar-answers #tickle drabble #sfw tickle blog #sfw tickle fic #ler!bucky #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #bucky barnes fluff

[supermarvel-fics]

Tickletober Day 20: Counting

fandom: marvel

word count: 715

pairing: bucky x reader (established relationship)

summary: bucky shows you just how much he loves you in his own special way

With you, Bucky was playful. You showed him that it’s okay to let out that goofy side of him that he always kept hidden. You were the one who got him to laugh more than he had since the 1930s and for that, he was grateful.

Granted, he didn’t show it to anyone else but you and maybe Steve every once in a while, but you didn’t mind. Baby steps.

When Bucky got you alone, all bets were off. Normally, he was very predictable; wake up, go for a jog, eat, train, eat, watch a movie, eat, sleep. But when it was just you and him in the safety of his room, you never knew what was going to happen.

Like now, he basically had you pinned underneath him—which you never minded—as he kissed you until you ran out of air. You adored it when Bucky was passionate like this because he despised public displays of affection aside from holding your hand or giving you a quick peck on the cheek or forehead. He saved the good stuff for when he was behind closed doors.

“You’re so perfect, doll,” Bucky mumbled into your mouth. You made a noise of satisfaction as your answer along with an equally eager kiss back. He pulled back reluctantly, grinning down at you. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” You whispered back with a shy smile.

“I don’t think you understand just how much I love you, though,” Bucky kissed you again, his arms snaking underneath you to pull you closer. You laughed quietly, pushing at his chest to remove his lips from yours.

“Trust me, Buck. I know exactly how much you love me,” You said, eyeing him with that look of knowing. He blushed a bit under your gaze, his mind unwillingly thinking back to that night and the many nights before that.

Collecting himself, Bucky settled down more comfortably on your legs while making sure you weren’t being crushed under his weight. “Every kiss I give you is a pound of love. Ready?”

“What?” You smiled, shaking your head. As you were about to ask what he meant, you were interrupted by his mouth on yours.

“One.”

He kissed you again. “Two.” Moving to your cheek. “Three.” Down to your jaw. “Four.” Even lower to your neck. “Five.”

As he reached six, you giggled and tried to stop yourself from flinching once his lips came into contact with the ticklish skin. You attempted to play it off as you shifting to move him off of you. “You’re soho cheesy!”

Bucky shrugged. “You love it.”

You couldn’t even complain because he was right. This side of Bucky was your favorite, so you let him continue with his little game. He kissed your neck again and again, counting every time he broke away. You let yourself laugh and squirm under him as he pleasured your neck with kisses.

“Am I tickling you?” Bucky impishly asked after his sixteenth kiss. You blushed and grinned, nodding slowly. “Is it okay?” You nodded again, blushing even harder as he smiled endearingly.

Bucky resumed his game, now kissing all over your neck just to hear you laugh. He placed a soft kiss at your collarbone, then shifted down a bit more on your legs so that his face was in line with your belly. Teasingly, he slid your t-shirt up to your ribs and smirked when you began giggling even harder.

“You think I can get to a ton?”

“Mahaybe,” You replied, biting your bottom lip. He kept his eyes locked with yours as he bent down to peck at the skin next to your navel, chuckling to himself when your tummy quivered.

“Twenty. Only 1,980 left to go,” He mumbled against your belly, the vibrations of his voice making you laugh. You gripped the bedsheets beside you in preparation.

Several ticklish kisses were placed all around your torso and after the thirtieth one, Bucky began gently fluttering his fingers at your sides to watch you squeal and giggle even more than you had been.

You had to tap out after kiss number 64 since you started to become breathless, but had you been able to handle it, you were sure Bucky would have kissed you 1,936 more times.

#marvel #marvel tickle #mcu #tickle fic #tickle prompts #ticklish!reader #lee!reader #ler!bucky #bucky tickle #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #sfw tickle fic #augtickletober2022 #tickletober prompts #tickletober2022

[delightfulfics]

i’d like to see

“two against one?! no way!” with ler!bucky and ler!steve if possible 🫣

“Two against one?! No way!” You yelled while staring at the two tall men that were hovering over you.

“You should have thought about that before you put plastic wraps over the doorways and insulted us, huh?” Bucky said, smirking.

“Listen, all I was doing was playing a laughable prank and telling the truth! That’s what you both taught me right, guys? To tell the truth?”

Steve stared at you with his eyebrows furrowed, crossing his arms with a tiny smirk on his face, “Yes, but you should know that you should respect your elders.”

“Yeah, you are elders alright,” you said under your breath.

Bucky sighed and looked at Steve, “We gave them the chance to apologize and they didn’t take it so I guess it is time to get down to business,” he said while cracking his knuckles and reaching towards you.

“No!” you yelled and jumped up from the couch, trying to escape the two soldiers but before you could think about running away you were pinned to the couch.

Steve laid on top of you while Bucky pinned his arms above you. Butterflies started fluttering in your stomach as you saw the two big grins on their faces.

“Guys, please…”

“Lemme think about that…. no,” Steve said and dug his fingers into your armpits, wiggling around the sensitive skin.

“AHHHHH,” you screeched your head off, squirmed and bucking your hips, trying to get away from the tickling fingers.

“Awhhh, they think they are gonna get away. Don’t they Steve?” He smiled. Looking at you with your nose scrunched up, giggles flowing freely from your lips. It was a beautiful sight to see.

“Yeah Buck. They look so adorable! I mean look at them. All flustered and giggly!” He said, moving his fingers to lightly claw his hands into your sides.

“STEVE PLEASE, STOP!” you begged.

Steve stopped, hands hovering over your stomach waiting to attack. Which made you look at him in confusion.

But that quickly turned into laughter as you felt Bucky shake his hand into your stomach, making you screech and kick your legs out. You looked at him while laughing your head off, “BUCK-EEEEEEE”

“What? My name is not Steve, right?” He furrowed his eyebrows, grinning.

They were the bane of your existence at times like these. It was never a fair fight but they didn’t care and neither did you. But you would never let them know. It is too fun to see them knocked down a peg anyway and see them fall on their asses sometimes.

#ticklish!reader #ticklefic #lee!reader #ler!bucky #ler!steve

[ficsandgiggles]

My New Family

Chapter Ten - Your Little Secret

You have a tiny secret that the Avengers are determined to get out of you! (HI IM ALIVE I’M SORRY FOR BEING NON EXISTENT BUT ENJOY THIS THING)

You couldn’t help but smile to yourself as you walked through the door after another day at school. After some encouragement, the Avengers finally allowed you to start school, agreeing that you needed to bond with people your own age.

It was a shaky start, but you actually managed to secure a friendship group and decent grades, Steve in particular was really proud of you for getting such a positive head start despite everything that held you back.

“Y/N!” Natasha beamed and held her arms out for you, causing you to grin and run towards her, hugging her tightly as if you hadn’t seen her for years. “How was school?” She asked you gently as she bounced you a little.

You smiled shyly, knowing that you had a teeny secret that no one else knew about, you simply nodded in response and looked down so Natasha couldn’t see your smile.

However, the ex-assassin obviously knew you were hiding something and proceeded to playfully interrogate you. “Y/N? Is there something you’d like to share with me?” She asked, unsure about how to go about this since she didn’t know if what you were hiding was serious or not.

“Nooooooo…” you replied with an innocent grin, then got down. “I got homework to do… see you!” You said quickly before dashing off to your room, giggling cheekily the entire time.

Nat raised her eyebrows and chuckled fondly as Bucky came over. “What was that about? Y/N was giggling hysterically as they ran past.” He told the just as confused Black Widow.

“I wish I knew.” She replied. “Maybe go investigate? I don’t think it’s anything we need to be worried about.” Nat told him, giving him a playful shove before going to the kitchen.

Bucky rolled his eyes and went to follow you to your room, knocking on the door before letting himself in. “What have you done now, Y/N?” He asked, grinning to show that he was joking around.

You were sat on the bed sorting your school stuff out, getting ready to do homework. You turned to Bucky with a cheeky smile. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You replied with a casual shrug. You knew Bucky saw right through you though, and he slowly stepped towards you with a smug smile.

“I think you do know what I’m talking about.” Bucky told you with a smirk, sitting himself down next to you on your bed. “And you’re going to tell me.” He grinned, wriggling his fingers in your direction, causing you to squeal and jump away.

“Bucky, don’t do it!” You squealed out, blushing madly as you squirmed and put your arms out in front of you. The Winter Soldier paused, his hands in claws as he loomed above you. “Are you gonna tell me?” He asked with raised eyebrows.

The second you shook your head, he pounced, shaking his fingers gently into your ribs. “What do you mean, no?” He asked, grinning fondly as you burst into hysterical giggles, you curled up against him and wiggled around helplessly.

“You brought this on yourself, kiddo.” Bucky smirked, showing no mercy as he now cradled you in his arms, clawing into your sides gently. “Come on, tell meeeee!”

You shook your head again, squealing with laughter as you kicked your legs out and tried to roll out of his hold. “NEHEHEHEVER!”

Bucky just chuckled and leaned down, nuzzling your shirt up and blowing a huge raspberry on your belly, nuzzling his beard in to make you screech with laughter. “BUHUHUHUCK!” You screeched out, shoving your shirt down. “OKAHAHAHAHAY!”

You took in deep breaths when Bucky let you go, waiting for you to tell him with a silly smirk. “Well? Were you going to tell me something?” He asked.

Blushing, you looked down, feeling self consciously as you tried to find the words to explain it to him. “I-I have a boyfriend.” You say with a bright grin.

You frowned as Bucky burst into laughter. “That- that’s what you were so scared to tell us about?! Y/N that’s so cute!” He grinned and pulled you into a tight hug. “Aw you’re in looooove!”

“Who’s in love?” You heard another male voice, the two of you looked over to see Steve grinning over at the two of you. Bucky just grinned and held you up proudly.

“This one here.” He commented with a cheeky smile, making you blush and squirm to try and get down. You squealed and flinched when you felt Steve poke your sides as he came over.

“Aw, our little Y/N is in love? How sweet!” He teased, peering around to try and see your smile, his fingers spidering into your ribs cheekily.

You squealed, unable to help but break into giggles as Bucky handed you over to Steve so he could nuzzle his face into your belly, making you giggle a lot louder. “YEHEHEHES SO STOHOHOP!”

Steve chuckled and eventually dropped you on the bed. “Aw, so sweet, young love!” He teased playfully, flopping on the bed next to you as Bucky ruffled your hair and left the two of you to it.

“Are you happy here, Y/N? Do you feel like you can be a normal kid?” Steve asked suddenly, ever since you came into his life, he felt like he had some sort of parental responsibility over you, wanting what’s best for you.

You nodded and immediately hugged him. “I’m happy.” You reassured, not yet old enough to understand why Steve suddenly felt so anxious about how you were feeling, but you hoped your hug was enough to make him feel better.

“Okay… just know you can talk to me if you need anything at all.” Steve told you as he hugged you extra tightly before picking you up and taking you downstairs. “Let’s get some food in you.” He said and gently poked your belly.

You let out a few giggles as you leaned your head on his shoulder, staying extra close to him when he put you down but beaming when you could smell pizza.

“We’ve got your favourite, Y/N!” Yelena smiled and went to feed you a pizza slice, playfully squeezing your side to get you to open your mouth, making you squeal and do just that.

The blonde then pulled you into a hug. “You’re too sweet, kiddo.” She said, giving you a squeeze as she grabbed some hot sauce. “Hey, this always goes well with pizza.” Yelena told you, but squealed with giggles as Natasha came and scribbled underneath her arm and snatching the sauce off her.

“Yeah not happening you hot sauce fanatic.” Nat told Yelena with a cheeky smile as she poured almost the entire bottle over Yelena’s slice of pizza, making her gasp. “Hey!”

You couldn’t help but giggle at the sisters, making Yelena gasp and pull you into her infamous tickle hugs, which she uses against Kate and Wanda all the time. You blushed as she growled and gently shook into your ribs. “It’s funny, huh? I’ll give you something to laugh about.” She smirked.

You yelped and squealed, giggling hysterically as you tried to reach out to Natasha for help. “NAHAHAHAHA HEHEHELP!” You squealed, whining when the redhead just shrugged.

“You’re the one who laughed.” Nat grinned cheekily, seeing Wanda behind the two of you, who simply used her magic to flutter into both yours and Yelena’s ribs and armpits, causing Yelena to let you go as the two of you broke into giggles.

“Stop being mean, blonde.” Wanda told her with a cheeky smile as you stood there and kept giggling. “Why are you gehehehetting me?!”

Wanda smiled. “Because you’re cute and deserve to laugh.” She commented and moved her magic under both of your arms, smirking a little before letting the two of you go.

You couldn’t help but blush as you cuddled into Natasha now, unable to help but smile as you looked around at everyone chatting amongst themselves as they ate pizza. You felt incredibly thankful for your unique family, but they mean the world to you, and you couldn’t wait to continue your personal journey with them.

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