#ticklish!yelena

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Tickly Witch vs Stubborn Widow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#avengers tickle fic #marvel tickle fic #avengers tickle #marvel tickle #ler!wanda #ticklish!yelena

[widowsistersandfriends]

Baking Pranks

Request: hey Would you write more Natasha x her sister fics? I really enjoyed them.

Note: Thank you so much for this request! I love writing for the widow sisters <3 I appreciate you all being patient, especially after my long spell of not writing :) Enjoy!

Summary: Yelena notices that her sister is baking and decides to be mischievous. As usual.

Word Count: 1155

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Yelena smelled something good coming from the kitchen, making her perk up with curiosity. She got out of bed and began to explore. To her surprise, Natasha was baking in the kitchen. Yelena raised an eyebrow, as it was rare to see her older sister doing any sort of cooking. Most people would have competitions to see who was the better chef. However, it was quite the opposite with them two. Instead they competed to see who was the worst chef. 

Yelena tiptoed closer to figure out what her sister was making. She couldn’t think of any special occasions that were coming up that would require baked goods. However, Yelena knew that this was also the perfect opportunity to mess with her sister. 

The blonde was able to slip out of the house and get a little something from the store nearby. When she returned, Natasha seemed frustrated and upset. Yelena felt guilty now trying to prank her and decided to intervene.

“What’s wrong Natasha?” Yelena asked, her accent coming out strongly, showing that she was genuinely concerned.

“Oh, hi Yelena. I’m just trying to bake and can’t seem to get it right. I’ve had to restart many times now because it’s just not perfect,” Natasha explained.

“What are you baking for?” Yelena inquired.

“Oh, I don’t know, just felt like it,” Natasha responded, avoiding eye contact.

Yelena gasped. “NATASHKA! DO YOU HAVE A PARTNER?!?” Yelena shouted, scooting closer to her sister.

“What? No, why would you think that?” Natasha asked, giving her sister a weird look.

“I don’t know, why else would you be putting in so much effort into something you suck at?” The blonde asked, snorting at her dig. 

“Hey, you’re not any better,” Natasha warned, reaching out to pinch her sister’s upper ribs.

Yelena yelped and jumped back, as Natasha knew every ticklish spot on her sister, both big and small. 

“Rude,” Yelena said, walking away.

“Where are you going?” Natasha asked.

“You’ll see,” Yelena said, flashing her a grin, as the redhead knew trouble was coming. 

A few minutes later, Natasha had finally gotten another batch of cake mix together and stirred it to a nice consistency. 

“Okay, now I just need to not overfill the wrappers,” Natasha whispered to herself.

Natasha moved elsewhere in the kitchen to retrieve the paper wrappers for cupcakes. Yelena took this opportunity to quickly move into the kitchen and add a bunch of drops of different food coloring in the batter. She quickly left, hiding around the corner to not get caught but to also see her sister’s reaction.

The redhead returned to her work station, now seeing all the dark drops in her batter.

“What is that?” Natasha asked herself, wondering for a bit what it was. 

She stirred the batter some more to see if she could figure out what it was, as she quickly realized that her perfect colored batter was now a mix of random colors that did not look good together or presentable.

“YELENA!” Natasha shouted, knowing her sister must be the culprit and was nearby. 

The blonde took off, knowing she had to use every second to her advantage. She sprinted upstairs to her bedroom, the redhead following close behind. 

She slammed the door, unable to lock it in time, as Natasha immediately pushed against it. They were evenly matched for the most part, until Yelena began to laugh and lose her strength. 

“Enjoy your last words, because once this door is open you are so done for!” Natasha teased warningly, making her sister laugh even more and lose even more strength. 

The door was now open enough for Natasha to reach her arm through. She reached around with her hand and latched onto Yelena’s side, squeezing away and making her sister collapse and allowing the door to burst open.

“Not fair!” Yelena complained, as Natasha quickly snatched her up and threw her onto the bed.

“You think you’re funny?” Natasha asked, pinning Yelena’s arms above her head and scribbling into her armpits.

“NOHOHOHO NATAHAHASHA STAHAHAHAP!” Yelena cried out, kicking her legs futilely. 

“You wanna be funny and pull pranks?” Natasha asked, grinning evilly to let her sister know she wasn’t actually mad.

“YEHEHES I AHAHAM FUHUNNY,”  Yelena responded, cackling when her sister began to dig between her ribs.

“You’ve been ticklish here since you were a little girl,” Natasha teased, as Yelena shook her head no.

“No?” Natasha asked, leaning down to blow three big raspberries on Yelena’s stomach, making the poor girl tap out, as she was unable to speak.

“Learned your lesson?” Natasha asked, knowing the answer was going to be anything but yes.

“I learned that you’re too old and slow to notice real spies in action,” Yelena dared to say, wiggling her eyebrows mischievously. 

“Oh you’re so in for it,” Natasha growled, turning around and sitting on Yelena’s shins. With that, she used her nails up and down Yelena’s soles and the tops of her feet, making her scream with laughter. She also occasionally reached back to squeeze her knees and thighs, making the blonde jump and squeal every time.

Natasha let her guard up for a bit, which allowed Yelena to throw her off from all her squirming. However, Natasha was quick to rebound and pinned Yelena face down.

“Ah ah ah, I’m not done with you yet,” Natasha grinned, as she reached her hand under Yelena’s shirt and began to tickle her lower back and sides with her evil nails.

“NATASHA I SWEHEHEAR!” Yelena shouted, cursing her body for being so sensitive.

“You swear what?” Natasha asked, dipping into her sides again.

“I SWEAR I WOHOHONT PRAHAHANK YOU AGAHAHAIN,” Yelena pleaded, both of them knowing the real truth that Yelena would most definitely continue to prank her sister.

“Alright, I’ll let you go for now,” Natasha said, getting off of her sister. Yelena huffed in annoyance, curling up in a ball to get rid of the lingering sensation.

“You are really a jerk,” Yelena said in annoyance.

“And you really are a brat,” Natasha said, tousling her sister’s hair.

“You never answered why you were baking,” Yelena said, now genuinely curious.

Natasha raised an eyebrow at her. “You don’t know?”

“Me?” Yelena guessed with a shy smile.

“Always you, my sweet baby sister,” Natasha said, planting a soft kiss on her forehead.

“But why?” Yelena said, feeling soft and loved.

“I know how much you love sweets and wanted to make a special treat for you,” Natasha responded.

“But then, you know, you ruined it with your brattiness,” Natasha teased, lightly tickling Yelena’s stomach, making her giggle and swat her hand away.

“Come on, I’ll help you finish baking. After all I am the expert here,” Yelena said, now getting up and leading her sister to the kitchen.

Natasha rolled her eyes with a smile, happy to bake with her sister, as it would be way more fun than by herself.

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[ficsandgiggles]

Regretful Words (Kate Bishop x Yelena Belova)

Kate says something to Yelena which triggered her into shutting herself away, so it’s up to Kate to make things up to her. (Word count: 988)

Kate Bishop and Yelena Belova haven’t seen eye to eye since the moment they met, but it was understandable considering what had happened with Yelena’s sister, Natasha, which sparked conflict between Yelena and Clint, which meant Kate was also on the list of people Yelena would be cold with, despite everything working out since Natasha came back alive.

The two often bickered a lot, about simple things such as not washing up their own things or leaving the bag of dog food out on the counter. However today, Kate was actually the one that took it too far, she got angry and said something which had triggered Yelena.

“I swear you were nicer when your sister was dead.” Kate snarled at her, the two were arguing about whose turn it was to clean up the dog mess in the garden. Yelena simply shrugged it off and said it was Kate’s turn and that she was busy trying to get things done she had put off as she had just come out of a depressive episode.

This frustrated Kate, who was already in a bad mood, and snapped at her for not doing her share of looking after the dogs, which caused an argument which led to Kate saying that statement.

There was a long moment of silence, Yelena’s eyes went from angry to sadness with a hint of defeat, tears brimmed her eyes as she got the poop bags and brushed Kate out the way, clearing up the dog mess and disposing of it before quickly washing her hands and heading to her room.

Kate continued to stand there, allowing herself to calm down and process what had just happened, reliving the conversation in her head before it dawned on her that she said something truly awful, which was likely to send Yelena back into a depressive state if she didn’t do something now.

She briefly knocked on Yelena’s bedroom door before letting herself in, guilt running through her as she saw the blonde laying on her side on the bed with her back to the door.

“Yelena I’m so sorry I didn’t-“

“Save it, Kate. I’m sorry I am less nice now my sister is alive. Perhaps she will be taken away from me again so I am nicer.”

“No… no Yelena I didn’t mean it I just got heated in the moment… I’m sorry…” Kate tried, rushing to Yelena’s side and putting a hand on her arm, attempting to be comforting.

“It is done now, just leave me alone so I can just lay in this room forever and hate myself.” Yelena murmured, her back still to Kate, who was rubbing her arm hesitantly.

Kate bit her lip, whacking her brains trying to think of a way to cheer Yelena up. She didn’t like her baking, she hasn’t been up for pulling pranks recently, and their dog walks had just been plain awkward.

Suddenly, she had an idea. There have been multiple occasions where Kate had peered into the living room to see Natasha straddling her sister, grinning down at her as she dug into her ribs. Helpless laughter was coming from the blonde as she continuously shoved at her sisters hands.

It was pretty adorable to watch, and Kate was more than willing to try it herself.

The archer let out a sigh. “Fine, I guess I have no choice but to cheer you up.” She told her, before digging into the blondes ribs, shaking in between the bones.

Yelena had no idea that was coming, she let out a yelp and rolled so she was laying on her belly, giving Kate the opportunity to jump on Yelena’s back, pinning the young Widow on her belly before shaking into her ribs.

“If you won’t accept my apology I’ll just cheer you up!” Kate announced, a little surprised that Yelena was so sensitive but loving it.

“Kahahahate Bihihihishop I will ehehend yohohou!” Yelena cackled out as she thrashed helplessly, her hands flying back to try and bat Kate’s hands away.

“Aw but this is fun!” Kate whined, moving quickly down to her sides and squeezing in rapidly, causing Yelena to yelp and buck, trying to throw Kate off now as she screeched with giggles.

“IHIHIHIT IS NOHOHOT!” She protested, shaking her head helplessly as she flopped around like a fish out of water.

Kate just grinned, finding this quite adorable. She suddenly felt someone watching, and she looked over to see Natasha smiling fondly, she then lifted her own arm and pointed underneath it with a smirk.

The archer immediately got the message and suddenly dug her fingers into Yelena’s armpits, the sudden change causing Yelena to gasp and cackle with helpless laughter.

“NOHOHOHO THIHIHIS IS MEHEHEAN!” Yelena whined out and squeezed her arms against her sides.

“Well now I’m trapped, silly.” Kate chuckled and scribbled in, trying to find methods that made Yelena laugh the most, she eventually went with the rougher method of drilling her fingers in.

Yelena cackled with laughter, shaking her head as she kicked out. “NOHOHOHO WHY?!” She yelled out, shaking her head into the pillow as she kept thrashing.

“Because I want to cuter you up since I said a mean thing!” Kate replied, grinning at the sight. Eventually though, she could tell Yelena was out of breath so let her go. The archer beamed proudly as she flopped on Yelena’s back, laying on her.

“You are… unbelievably mean Kate Bishop.” Yelena huffed out, but smiling shyly into the pillow, the physical grounding of her friend also strongly benefiting her.

“Hm, I don’t think you hated it, but are we even now? Do you forgive me?” Kate asked, really hoping Yelena would say yes, as that would help her too.

Yelena then smirked a little into the pillow, reaching back to squeeze Kate’s knees, causing her to flinch and let out a little giggle.

“Oh we’ll be even… after this…”

#avengers tickle #avengers tickle fic #marvel tickle #marvel tickle fic #mcu tickle #mcu tickle fic #ler!katebishop #ticklish!yelena

[supermarvel-fics]

Tickletober Day 8 (part 2): Death Spot

fandom: marvel

word count: 1,260

pairing: yelena x reader (platonic)

summary: yelena is getting on your last nerve, so natasha gives you some valuable information to teach her a lesson

“Ooh,” Yelena whistled to you as you stood across from her, arms crossed firmly against your chest. “You have a bit of bite to you today, I have noticed.” Her Russian accent was prominent, the sound almost grating to your ears.

You glared at the blonde Widow and scoffed. “Yeah, because you have been a real pain in my ass since you came back. I get that you don’t really want to be here, but Natasha and I have been great hosts and every free moment that you have, you are complaining about something or insulting us for literally no reason. I mean, seriously, Yelena, do you even hear yourself when you talk? It’s—”

“Alright, alright, I get it, no need to get your… what is it you Americans say? Uh, pants in a knot or something.”

“It’s panties in a twist,” You corrected her, turning to leave the kitchen after you graciously cooked her breakfast that she then had the audacity to tell you her toast was burnt and that she demanded you make her more. “The bread is in the pantry.”

The thing with Yelena was that she hardly felt bad about anything. Her insults, her witty comebacks, her ability to irritate every person she came in contact with just by opening her mouth. You loved her. You had to because she was your girlfriend’s sister, but sometimes you just wished you could shut her up.

You trudged back into your shared bedroom with Nat, flopping face down on the mattress next to her. She’d been awake, but hadn’t gotten out of bed yet. She says it’s inhumane to leave the bed before noon on a Saturday.

“What is it?” Natasha asked, turning on her side to see you better, brushing your hair away from your face.

You grunted before opening your eyes to look at her. “It’s your sister. She… She’s just—”

“Yeah, trust me, I know,” Nat interrupted with complete understanding. “She didn’t grow up with me, so I never had the chance to teach her some true manners, and it’s a little too late to teach her now.”

“I just… wish I could put her in her place, you know? Like… teach her a lesson, but she’s a Widow. She’d kick my ass,” You slightly chuckled at the thought of it, then sighed, burying your face deeper into your pillow.

“Hm,” Nat hummed, still running her fingers through your hair. “Well, what if I told you I have a way for you to do that.”

You instantly perked up. “What? What is it?”

Natasha laughed at your excitement, sitting up a little more. “I happen to know that my little sister, no matter how much she tries to deny it, is really ticklish. Especially in one specific spot. It makes her fold every single time.”

“Are yohou serious?” You chuckled. “I cannot see Yelena being ticklish.” You pondered on the idea for a bit, your face falling at a realization. “But wait… like I said, she’s a highly trained assassin, I can’t hold her down long enough to tickle her.”

“That’s why I’m offering my services. It expires today, though,” She poked your nose, making you giggle. “I’ll tell you my plan if you come here and kiss me.”

You had no trouble in complying, equally wanting to please your girlfriend and hash out a revenge plan. It was risky, you had to admit, but it would be the only chance you had. You didn’t have to wait too long, either. You tagged along with the two sisters to the compound, explaining that you wanted to watch their training session today.

“Make sure you do not watch Natasha today. You will only be learning the wrong way to do it,” Yelena verbally jabbed at her sister, sending your gaze over to her before glaring at Yelena. You didn’t respond, only squeezing Nat’s hand before she made her way to the gym mats. Yelena followed and after stretching out their muscles, they began sparring.

You watched thoroughly as the two sisters fought against each other, each one of their attacks precise and pre-meditated. Nat knew Yelena’s fight style like the back of her hand, but Yelena had been gone so long that she hadn’t kept tabs on her sister and the new skills she’d learned.

Suddenly, Natasha kicked at Yelena’s legs, swiping them from underneath her and sending her flat on her back with an oomph. Carefully, you stalked over to the women, smiling as Nat pinned her to the mat with little to no effort at all.

“I see you have learned a few tricks while I was absent,” Yelena grunted, experimentally tugging on her limbs. You strutted up next to her and knelt down on the floor.

“Poor, little Yelena getting bested by her own sister,” You smirked, eyeing her predatorily. “I thought you were better and stronger.”

Yelena chuckled, rolling her eyes. “If you are trying to intimidate me, you might want to try a little harder. You do not hold a candle to the most terrifying things I have fought against.”

You nodded, agreeing with her. “Oh, I’m certain of that. But that’s why I asked Natasha to help me out. You think you can insult us and be ungrateful without consequence, but I have something that will put you right back in your place.”

“Oh-ho, and what might that be?”

Without replying, you sat on her shins directly behind Nat who was seated on the blonde’s waist, so that you couldn’t be seen and pinched once at the middle of Yelena’s left thigh. She gasped and jolted, making your body topple over for a second. You regained your bearings, sitting down more securely.

“Oh, no, no, no, I do not think so. The two of you will be paying for this once I am released,” She threatened, but with the quivering in her voice, you were hardly intimidated.

“Mhm, I’m sure. Anyway, maybe this will teach you some manners,” You declared, squeezing harshly at the muscle above her knee. It sent her into immediate hysterics, her legs trying to pull from under you.

“YOHOHOU ARE DEHEAD, Y/N!” Yelena screeched through her laughter. You giggled along with her, not used to her real, genuine laugh. You were methodical—tickling up and down both thighs to keep her on edge. Though, you weren’t completely evil, so when her laughter went completely silent, you stopped to let her regain her breath.

Sliding off her legs, you crawled over to her side to see her disheveled state, grinning to yourself in pride. “And what do you have to say to the two of us?” You tauntingly asked.

Yelena growled, eyeing you with malice, but with Natasha there next to you, you felt safe.

“That you better watch your back. Both of you.”

You made eye contact with Natasha, her head nodding towards Yelena’s abdomen. You knew what she alluded to and wasted no time in scratching at her stomach; Yelena’s bursting into more ticklish laughter.

“The answer I was look for was ‘I’m sorry’, but maybe you misunderstood the question,” You teased her. Again, she growled, but through an uncharacteristically adorable giggle before apologizing. You were aware it was ingenuine and only to get you to stop tickling her, but you ceased your attack anyway.

“Now, was that so hard?”

“Uh, babe,” Nat spoke up. “I suggest you run and hide. I can’t keep her here forever.”

You didn’t have to be told twice. You knew that Yelena’s revenge would be tenfold worse.

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

[bambinella]

Okay so I didn't know you took requests but OMG I love your writing and all of your fics are amazing I love the I'm home series. I was just wondering if I can request a Wanda x Kate x Yelena fic

where Yelena comes up with a plan to see if Wanda is ticklish and recruits Kate to help her and they try to sneak up on Wanda but Kate does something clumsy alerting her to their presence and Yelena shoves Kate forward basically sacrificing her so she can getaway and Wanda uses her powers and tickles Kate who pleads and tells her it was Yelena's idea after letting Kate go she finds Yelena later and punishes her to.

And if you're not against could you introduce tickling weapons like feathers maybe ☺️

A/N: Hey hey! Thank you so much for the request! It took me a day longer since I became sick, but I was happy enough to finish it for you now! I hope you enjoy! 🥰

Word count: 3784

“He told me my fish would die, the next day-”

“DEAD!”

“He told me I’d grow a gut,-”

“And just like he said!”

“Please, for the love of god, make it stop…”

“He said that all my hair would disappear, now look at my head!”

“Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read!”

Natasha let out a heavy groan, pinching the bridge of her nose as she sat on the couch next to Kate and Yelena. For once she wished they didn’t share the same braincell, although it was funny most of the time. Over time Kate and Yelena had become good friends, and recently they had made an unspoken arrangement to team up and annoy the other Avengers, Natasha being their favorite target for obvious reasons. 

“Alright that’s it, I’m gonna go play with Liho, you two pick another victim for now,” She said, shooting a playful yet warning glare in their direction. Both of them understood, not wanting to push Natasha any further for now. They were smart enough to know they would end up teary-eyed and giggling for a while. Standing up from the couch, Natasha made her way out of the living room, yet turned to her sister before she left, her eyes softening as she sent the unspoken message: she wasn’t annoyed, and Yelena could join her whenever she wanted. The blonde felt her heart swell with love, gently nodding as a reply. She had planned on joining her anyway.

“Good to know that there’s at least one thing I’m better at than you,” Kate teased, immediately earning Yelena’s full attention. Well, she had planned on joining her.

“Kate Bishop, I dare you to repeat that,” She said, narrowing her eyes at the archer, who grinned even wider. She finally had grown confident enough to tease Yelena, even if it usually ended up with her being murdered.

“I mean, your singing wasn’t bad, but I get why it reminded Natasha of Liho,” The brunette continued, waggling her eyebrows at her friend. That teasing smirk quickly turned into a yelp as Yelena pounced on her, her hands immediately reaching for the blonde’s shoulders to push her away.

“Oh Katie, it’s almost like you WANT me to kill you,” Yelena smirked, drilling her thumbs into Kate’s hips, making the young girl shriek and buck on the couch. Helpless giggles filled the room as the archer tried to roll off the couch, both hands now pushing a little bit more desperate against Yelena’s shoulders.

“Okahahay okaahahaahahahay stahahahap! I’m sohohhohorry! Aahahahaha!!” Kate giggled hysterically, while Yelena cackled mischievously while shaking her head.

“Oh no, you’re not getting out of this so easily, prepare to die,” She chuckled, kneading the center of Kate’s stomach, knowing it tickled worse. Kate immediately reached for her wrists, laughing her head off while closing her eyes shut. 

Out of the corner of her eye Yelena spotted movement, causing her to look up. Wanda had entered the room to get a glass of water, slowly walking over to them with a fond smile on her face. Seeing Kate getting wrecked by Yelena wasn’t an uncommon sight anymore, and it was fascinating how Kate never seemed to learn her lesson. With a shake of her head and a smile, the witch left the common room again. Yelena watched her leave, her tickles ceasing as an idea formed in her head. Kate slowly caught her breath, grateful for the break she was granted.

“Say…” Yelena started, making Kate look up at her with curious eyes. “Do you know if crazy witch lady is ticklish?” She asked, making the archer blink.

“You mean Wanda?” She asked, sitting on her elbows as the assassin scooted off of her. “I think she is, I think everyone is ticklish somewhere,” Kate said, earning a huff and a chuckle from her friend. 

“Yeah and then you have you, Katie, who is ticklish everywhere~” She teased, causing Kate to blush with an embarrassed expression.

“Shut up! Anyway, my point is that she’s probably ticklish. Why?”

“I think Natasha has mentioned that she’s ticklish before, but I’ve never seen it first class,” Yelena said, causing Kate to snort loudly. The blonde looked at her, raising one eyebrow. “What?”

“You mean ‘first hand’?” She teased with a giggle, only to get smacked in the face with a pillow. She definitely should have seen that one coming.

“Shut up! Don’t make me tickle you again,” Yelena growled playfully, causing Kate to shake her head quickly. Yelena huffed with a satisfied grin. “That’s what I thought… instead, I want to test out my theory. How about we go and try to tickle Wanda?” She suggested with a sly grin, having a new ‘victim’, as Natasha loved to call it. Kate, who had recently overcome her fear for the witch after realizing she wasn’t a bad person, smiled widely and nodded.

“I’m curious myself now,” She said, excitement building up inside of her.

“Alright Katie, here’s what we’re gonna do…” Yelena grinned, both of them huddling up as they started discussing their plan.

Later that day, the duo was crouching in the hallway, currently spying on Wanda who was watching television on the giant couch, unaware of the two women with mischievous intent. The two were hiding behind a small cabinet, Yelena turning to her partner in crime. “Alright, you know the plan?” She asked one more time. Kate nodded.

“On your sign we run into the living room, we pounce on her and we give her no time to use her magic. If she’s ticklish, we tickle her until she can’t retaliate, if she’s not… well it was nice to have known you,” Kate said, a smile creeping on her face. Yelena nodded, a smile tugging at her lips as well. It was so much fun to bully new victims. She knew they had to be quick, because Wanda was not to be underestimated. Natasha respected her for a good reason, after all. She held up her hand, counting down from three, signaling Kate to get ready. However, when Kate got up to bolt, she bumped her knee against the cabinet, causing her to trip and tumble over Yelena, sending them both to the floor.

“Who’s there?” Wanda called out, slightly spooked since she had been too absorbed into her movie to notice someone near. Yelena mentally cursed and shot a glare at Kate, who sheepishly shrugged with a smile. Deciding there was only one possible thing left to do, she shoved the younger girl towards the living room, before bolting away in the opposite direction. 

The archer yelped as she got shoved, landing face-down next to the couch. Wanda, who had turned around, noticed her and raised an eyebrow, amused and surprised at the same time. “Kate? Are you okay?” She asked, causing the brunette to look up at her, her eyes wide and her mind running even wilder.

Oh shit… She pushed me and ran off? That bitch! There’s no way I can do this on my own, Wanda will destroy me if I try to tickle her! Okay stay calm, she can’t know I was spying on her… try to make it look like you tripped while heading to the kitchen, yeah! That should work…

Wanda blinked at the many thoughts suddenly invading her head, before smiling widely. Now this was interesting. However, she decided to play dumb for now, curious to see where this would go.

“Oh hey Wanda!” Kate said way too excitedly, quickly getting on her feet as she started dusting off her pants. “I was on my way to the kitchen and I bumped my knee into the cabinet, silly me,” The archer said with a shrug, trying hard to suppress the nerves rising within her. A sly smile appeared on Wanda’s face as she stood up from the couch.

“To the kitchen, you say? “She asked, earning a nod from the brunette. “Wouldn’t it be easier if you took the hallway directly leading to the kitchen?” She asked with a smile, trying not to chuckle at the ‘oh fuck’ she heard in her head.

“Yeah, but… I was taking a detour, y’know, taking a small walk,” Kate said, sounding less confident already. Wanda raised an eyebrow at the archer, her smile growing wider.

“A walk inside the building? You know Kate, I’ll give you this… you truly are a bad liar,” The witch said, before making a swift movement with her hand. Next thing Kate knew, her feet were no longer touching the ground as she got lifted into the air with a loud squeal.

“Oh my god! Okay, this is weird,” She let out a giggle of anticipation, watching Wanda walk closer to her. She didn’t trust the grin on her face for one second.

“I think you’re hiding something from me, Kate,” Wanda said innocently, tilting her head to the side. “Are you hiding something from me?” She asked, causing Kate to shake her head quickly with wide eyes, obviously lying.

“No no! Nope, I’m not hiding anything, mhm,” She rambled, only making the truth more obvious for both of them. She really was a bad liar.

“Hmmm… well I guess I’ll have to be a little more persuasive to get you to talk,” Wanda grinned mischievously, making another fancy move with her hands. Before Kate could even start to wonder what she meant by that, she suddenly felt a strong tingle inside of her stomach, strong enough to make her gasp. She immediately wrapped an arm around it, already feeling giggles build up inside of her.

“Oh?” Wanda smirked, stepping closer as she increased the tingles. The brunette started to snicker, clutching her own stomach while drifting into the air. “Does that tickle? Am I tickling you?” The witch teased, causing the dam to break for the poor archer.

“Aahahahha! Whahahahat ihihis thihihihis?! Maahahahake it stohohohop!” She giggled, starting to blush at the word ‘tickle’. She noticed Wanda’s magic, the ‘red wisps’ as people called them, appear next to her sides, and she could only watch as it moved towards her stomach. The moment it touched her skin, it felt as if her stomach was being tickled by multiple feathers, causing her to squeal with laughter.

“NO! NOHHOHOHO WAHAHAHAIT! AHAHAHHAHA THAHAHAHAT TIHIHIHIHICKLES!” The brunette cried out, throwing her head back as she started to pat at her own stomach. She quickly realized, to her horror, that no matter how much she tried to slap the magic away, there was nothing she could do to stop the ticklish sensations.

Wanda smiled widely, her tongue slightly sticking out to the side as she stood in front of Kate, watching the archer turn into a giggling mess. She was truly happy Kate was no longer scared of her, since she found the girl adorable, and this was the perfect time to start bonding with her.

“So… anything you want to tell me?” She asked, raising an eyebrow as Kate shook her head. “Nooo? Guess I’m not persuasive enough yet…” Wanda teased, slowly wiggling her nails upwards towards her socked feet. Kate’s eyes widened immediately and she tried to squirm away, only to realize she couldn’t move her legs and was barely able to wiggle her feet. 

Wanda wiggled her nails against the bottoms of the brunette’s feet, making her shriek with laughter while throwing her head backwards, all while hugging her own belly. The witch scribbled at her heels and arches, before fluttering her nails under her toes, only to return back down to her heels. Kate howled with laughter, unable to handle all the tickles at once. Her stomach tingled like crazy from inside out, the magic made it feel like there were feathers caressing her skin, and the gentle strokes on her feet tickled worse than anything Yelena had ever done to her.

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! MAHAHAHAHAKE IT STAHAHAHAHAHAP!! IHIHIHIHI’LL TAAHAHAHAHALK!!” She shrieked, tears of laughter shining at the corners of her eyes, her cheeks bright red from both blushing and laughing so much. Wanda smirked and immediately ceased her tickles, allowing the young girl to breathe.

“Ah… ohoho man… ohoho that tihihickled… hah…” Kate giggled, taking deep breaths as she caught her breath, before turning to Wanda with a sheepish grin. “Do you promise not to murder me after I tell you?” She asked, earning a smirk from the witch.

“That will depend on how truthful you are~,” 

“Gah… okay here goes… Yelena and I were curious if you were ticklish, so we planned to ambush you, yet when I bumped into the cabinet she sacrificed me and ran off,” Kate said, grumbling the last part while folding her arms, making Wanda chuckle again. She knew that what she said was true, and honestly wasn’t even surprised about Yelena being the mastermind behind it.

“Alright first things first… I know you’re telling the truth, because I read your mind as soon as you entered the room,” The witch said with a teasing grin, Kate’s jaw dropping wide open.

“Wait… you can read minds?? Then why did you tickle me in the first place!” She cried out at the betrayal.

“That was because you were lying to me,” Wanda said with a smile, slowly walking behind the archer, who was still floating on her back in the air. “This… well, this is for planning to tickle me,” She smirked, gently skittering her nails up and down Kate’s sides. The brunette let out another shriek and slammed her arms to her sides, grateful for the movement she had yet unable to fully block the tickles.

“Nohohohoho stahahahahap! I’m sohohohohorry! Aahhahaha thahahahat tihihihickles!! Wandaaaaaaaahahahahahaahahahahaha!!” She turned back into a giggling, hysterical mess in no time, with Wanda tickling her sides, ribs, back, neck, and even her ears with the most gentle, maddening tickles she had ever experienced. When Kate’s cheeks were bright red again and her giggles too fast to protest anymore, Wanda lowered her to the ground with a smirk, gently laying her down as she showed her mercy.

“Now… that was a warning, for when you think about tickling me again in the future,” She smirked, winking at the young archer, who quickly nodded while still giggling.

“I was just curious! Yelena is the one who came up with the plan!” Kate whined with a huff.

“Oh I know, and she’s going to pay for it too,” Wanda promised with a smirk, crouching next to her. “Now… there might be a chance you’ll get off of my ‘going to get tickled because I feel like it’ list…” She said, smiling mischievously as Kate’s eyes went wide again, now fully realizing the consequences of her actions. “... if you tell me how to tickle Yelena to death,” She concluded. 

Kate blinked, tilting her head in that cute way. “If I give you tips on how to wreck Yelena, I get off your list?” She questioned, earning another chuckle from her friend.

“I’d say there’s a 50/50 percent chance, but yes, it’ll be in your favor,” Wanda nodded.

The archer grinned mischievously, not a single trace of doubt in her mind. Oh this was going to be good; she had quite a bit of information about Yelena’s tickle spots, thanks to Natasha.

They both expected Yelena to be on guard for the rest of the remaining day, so Wanda knew it would be best to strike the next day. Just like they thought, the blonde was nowhere to be seen, but that only gave the two of them more time to prepare. She had asked if Kate wanted to get revenge, but the archer had quickly shaken her head, claiming Yelena’s revenge would be even worse. So, the next day, Wanda made her way through the compound, searching for Yelena.

Yelena and Natasha were cuddling on the couch, the blonde laying on top of her sister as they watched television, both of them distracted. Wanda grinned as she finally spotted Yelena, considering her options since she didn’t want to invoke Natasha’s wrath for interrupting their cuddles, before deciding she’d probably end up alright. With a swift move, she lifted Yelena into the air, who let out a strangled yelp. Natasha looked up in surprise and alarm, immediately spotting Wanda. Wordlessly, she raised an eyebrow, the question crystal clear.

“Don’t worry, Natasha, I just need Yelena for a moment, since she obviously thought she escaped from the payback coming for her,” She said with a wink, turning her head towards the younger sister. Natasha immediately calmed down, a curious smile appearing on her face while Yelena, who had been cursing and protesting, now let out a loud groan. Oh no.

“This one thought it was a good idea to team up with Kate, to try and tickle me,” Wanda explained with a grin, lowering Yelena on the couch, using her powers to pin her down on her back. “However, when things turned sour, she sacrificed Kate and made a run for it, making our beloved archer suffer quite a bit. So, I think it’s only fair if you get your fair share too,” She grinned at the younger sister.

“Crazy witch lady, you better let me go right now!” Yelena tried to sound threatening, yet failed in doing so as a nervous smile crept onto her face. She knew she was going to get tickled, and anticipation was building up inside of her. Wanda smirked down at her, wasting no time as she wiggled her fingers in the air above her, before digging into her ribs. The blonde shrieked and immediately arched her back, tugging at her trapped arms.

“Nohohohohohoho!! Noohohoho stohohohop ihihihihit!! StaaaHAHAHAHHAHAP!” Her laughter shot up in volume as the witch kept squeezing up and down her ribs, her head shaking side to side. Wanda grinned and, following Kate’s instructions, suddenly switched spots to throw Yelena off guard, her nails ticklishly scratching against her stomach.

“BAAHAHAHHAHAHA NOHOHHOHOO! NATASHAAAHAHAHA HEHEHEHEHEHELP!” The younger sister shot a look towards her sister, yet to her horror Natasha shook her head, watching her with folded arms and a smile.

“Sorry little one, it seems you got yourself into this mess,” The redhead teased, ignoring the glare she got from Yelena as she winked at her.

“As an Avenger, you cannot sacrifice your friends, it’s a very important rule Yelena,” Wanda teased, flicking her hands once more to summon her red wisps. Next thing she knew, Yelena felt the sensation of fingernails scribbling behind her knees, along with the fingernails scratching at her stomach, sending her straight into a new wave of laughter. 

“IHIHIHIHIHI’LL KIHIHIHIHIHILL YOHOHOU FOHOR THIIIIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIS!!” She cried out, once again trying to sound threatening. However, with her eyes closed shut and a massive wide grin on her face, Wanda couldn’t help but adore Yelena in that moment.

“Sure you will, but until then I’ll tickle you until you’re nothing more than a puddle of giggles,” The witch teased, sneaking both hands under the assassin’s arms as she lightly wiggled her fingers, earning deep-belly laughs and even more threats. When her laughter turned wheezy, Wanda pulled away and stopped her tickles, granting Yelena the same break she had given to Kate. The younger sister was still giggling yet caught her breath faster than Kate had, her entire upper body feeling tingly as she tried to get up.

“Ah ah, you’re getting a moment to breathe but I’m not done yet,” Wanda smirked, pulling a stiff feather from inside her coat, smiling widely at the gasp she heard. Yelena looked at her with wide eyes, shaking her head quickly. “A little birdie, no wait actually, a little puppy told me a certain weakness of yours,” She said, moving to sit on Yelena’s shins.

“Don’t you dare! Don’t you even DAHAHARE!” She cried out, already bursting into loud giggles when she felt a gentle brush against her toes. Wanda grinned over her shoulder at the blonde, playfully wiggling her eyebrows as she started to swipe the feather side to side underneath her toes. Within seconds Yelena was cackling hysterically again, her toes unable to avoid the ticklish touches, thanks to the magic.

“Oh but I do dare, actually,” She teased, sawing the feather between her helpless toes, using her free hand to tickle the middle of her other foot. While the witch had granted her the freedom to move her arms again, her feet were stuck in place, which only made it tickle more. Her ‘red wips’ had returned, tickling at the tops of her knees in that gentle, maddening way. Yelena banged one fist on the couch, shrieking with laughter from the tickles on her most ticklish spots.

“WAHAHANDA PLEHEHEHEHEHHEASE!! I’M SOHOHHOHORRY! MAHAHAHAKE IT STAHAHAHAAHAHAP!” Yelena cried out, making the witch cease her attack by surprise. This was the first time the blonde had called her by her actual name, and not the ‘crazy witch lady’ she had grown used to. She smirked and turned around to face Yelena, the feather still lightly brushing over the tops of her toes.

“You’re sorry?” She asked with a smile, causing the pinned assassin to nod with loud giggles. “Hmmm… alright, I’ll let you live for now,” She smirked, and Yelena felt the invisible force holding her down disappear.

“So, what did you learn?” Wanda asked with a teasing smile, earning a huff from Yelena. “Next time I won’t count on Kate Bishop, and I’ll come for you myself,” She replied, a smile tugging at her lips as she noticed the ever-so-faint nervous look Wanda got, before shaking it off with a roll of her eyes.

“You’re as impossible as your sister,” She said, winking at Natasha who simply shot her a playful glare. “But I’m gonna let you go for now, since I don’t want to face your sister’s wrath for actually killing you and interrupting your cuddle time any longer,” Wanda teased, waving at them both before leaving the living room. Natasha watched her go with a smile, before turning to Yelena with an even bigger smile.

“You’re gonna go after her, aren’t you?” She asked, opening her arms so Yelena could crawl on top of her again, which the blonde did immediately. 

“I’m thinking Kate also deserves a visit… she obviously helped Wanda,” She grumbled, earning a chuckle from Natasha. “She did that after you left her to suffer, so…” 

“As an Avenger you can’t sacrifice your friends, right? She clearly sacrificed me by giving highly sensitive information to the enemy, so I’ll need to have a word with her,” Yelena concluded with a nod and a smile. Natasha simply shook her head, rubbing her hand over her sister’s back.

“Sure sure… after cuddling, though, right?” The redhead asked, earning a bump to her chin as Yelena nodded.

“After cuddling,”

#Marvel #Black Widow #Natasha Romanoff #Yelena Belova #Kate Bishop #Wanda Maximoff #Scarlet Witch #Hawkeye #Natasha x Yelena #Kate x Yelena #Wanda x Kate x Yelena #ticklish!Yelena #ticklish!Kate #Fluff #Tickling #I love them so much

[amazingmsme]

yelena belova + 24 for the tickle asks thing! i just love her so much, my precious ticklish baby 🥰 thank you!

24. A time you were cheered up with tickling after one of your worst days.

I love these sisters so much & I hope you enjoy this lil snippet!

Natasha could read her sister like the back of her hand. She knew when she was happy, sad, angry, playful… so it wasn’t very hard to notice that Yelena was more than a little upset.

She slammed the door when she came in, stomping heavily over to the couch. She practically threw herself down with a huff, crossing her arms over her chest. Natasha walked into the room cautiously, gaging the situation.

“Hey what’s wrong?”

Yelena flared up at her with an unamused expression. “Nothing.”

Natasha offered a warm smile. “Now I know that’s not true.”

“You don’t know anything.”

“I know more than you think,” she said, sitting down next to her sister. “You can either tell me or I can cheer you up. Your choice.” Yelena arched a brow at her. She neglected to choose, so Natasha chose for her.

“Cheering up it is,” she decided, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close. Her fingers dug into her side, scratching the soft skin. Yelena spasmed and a small squeak left her before she could clamp her mouth shut.

Her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to fight off the mirth bubbling up inside her chest. “See, you’re smiling! It’s working already!” she cheered. Yelena didn’t hold out for long before she let the laughter flow freely. It felt good to let go after the shit day she had.

“Nahahat dohohon’t!” she squealed, weakly swatting her hands. She sunk into the cushions, leaning into the touch rather than away. She still made a fuss about it though. “You’re bullying mehehehe!” she whined as Nat squeezed both of her hips. She let out a surprised shriek and bucked.

“No I’m not, I’m offering a distraction,” she teased with a gentle smile. “You need it.”

Yelena would never admit it, but she really did. And she was grateful that her sister knew her so well.

#natasharomanofftheposer #asks #fic asks #fic meme #fic game #sentence starters #avengers #avengers tickle fic #yelena boleva #natasha romanoff #ticklish!yelena

[pegasusflight77]

Reciprocity

Just a little Yelena x Reader (platonic) fluff. Inspiration from my chosen sister @ficsandgiggles. Thank you for all you do, and I’m so proud of you, this one is for you sweet girl <3 

Yelena was generally confident if not overly so at times, but found herself introspective today. It seemed that despite her experience with the Widows, she found that Natasha’s experience was more readily sought. Maybe it was her rapport with the team, but it made her feel a bit of an outsider. 

You were a recent recruit, having only just discovered your powers of seemingly sensing bits and pieces of danger before it happened, but this took an emotional toll on you as well as it seemed you were just highly attuned to the environment around you. Whereas Wanda had the clear ability to read minds and magic, the extent of your abilities was currently unexplored with the basic premise being a sensation for danger and an attunement to others’ feelings as well as being able to immerse yourself in a joyous moment. The price was highs and lows which left you either flying or feeling like a drop-and-splat on the floor, and these lows often had you isolating yourself from the team as you didn’t want to be a burden. 

One of these attempts to be alone was how you found yourself on the roof, but instead of solitude, you found the blonde widow. You could tell she wasn’t quite herself, but she wasn’t a woman of many words to most and you were slightly nervous to approach. However, you sensed that you needed to broach the conversation because she was not in fact seeking solitude, but felt forced to and was feeling lonely. 

“Quite a few,” you whispered quietly to Yelena. The corner of her lip just barely upturned, “It is better than sitting in the room, or training for the fourth time today.”

“How were the meetings?” You asked slightly cautiously, knowing she was a part of the Avengers, but you sensed that she wasn’t as blended with them as her sister. 

“Boring. I only went to one.” She said with a gentle shrug. Her body language was comfortable, so you took a seat on the roof bench near her, but not too close. The younger widow didn’t flinch or object. 

“Is it nosey to ask why only one if the meetings are to do with locating more Widows?” you bravely question, not sure why the words fell from your mouth and yet no gate could’ve stopped them. 

That got the blonde smiling wryly, “Maybe it is nosey, but I do not mind. I am not for everyone.” She said simply. It wasn’t so much that she wanted to be close to all the Avengers, but more so she felt farther from Natasha with them maybe, and that she was always striving to match the older Widow. 

You had admired Yelena, feeling at ease around her and yet also anxious at times, not always sure how to interact, but she always smiled when you sat at the dinner table and sometimes you ate next to each other though few words were exchanged as most of her banter was with Natasha or occasionally she’d give Tony a hard time. She was also often away on missions, and you were still exploring your powers with Tony and Bruce in the lap, sometimes with Wanda since you had some tele-emotional tendencies. And so you weren’t sure what possessed you to say these words, but they also came out of your mouth, “Well, you’re for me.” You said simply, almost as if it were a matter of fact. 

That got a genuine grin out of the blonde, she turned to you with a soft look of surprise in her eyes, not expecting that. Her unspoken gestures of kindness were always with the purpose to make you feel included, and now you’d boldly made her feel included in a way that genuinely warmed her heart. “I am am I?” she smiled, pulling you into a hug that caught you by surprise. 

Initially, you tensed, but Yelena didn’t waver and you found yourself eventually relaxing into her as you both watched the sun and city slowly turn to nightfall. 

*****

A few hours later, unable to sleep, you sat staring at the ceiling wishing your brain hadn’t once again behaved like the dropzone except instead of joy and adrenaline, all such possibilities felt void as sadness and numbness washed over you like a car driving through a puddle only to coldly soak your entire being. 

Yelena found herself restless for some reason, and unsure where to go, she got out of bed in her black and green pajamas and walked the halls a bit. Your door was cracked and she noticed the light was still on, so compelled she gently knocked as the door opened wider. 

You, of course, jumped, like a rabbit being found by a dog in the bush, but relaxed ever so slightly when you saw it was the young Widow. 

“Can’t sleep?” She asked, the two word question leaving the air open for as little or as much as you wished to share. 

You simply shook your head, tense and not used to having anyone see you in these states. You normally dealt with them alone. 

“I cannot sleep either. May I come in?” 

You shrug in response, both grateful and anxious at the company. 

Yelena takes it in stride and simply sits next to you on the bed. While she and Natasha had comforted each other wordlessly through their shared trauma and had gotten through their estrangement, you were a different person. However, with the events earlier, she decided to try something that seemed to be within your realm of comfort. 

“A hug? It is okay to say no,” she assured, simply extending her arm and sitting beside you in a way to alleviate pressure, but also gently welcoming, as she wanted to support you as you had her. 

You nod, still wordless, and gently lean into her. She pulls you just a little closer and you stiffly wrap your arms around her. The blonde gently draws shapes and words on your back, and you find yourself slowly relaxing into the touch but reluctant to totally trust. 

“Trust is hard. It is also okay. And it is okay that it is hard,” She smiled wryly again, and you looked up at her a little puzzled, so she lovingly put her forehead against yours, and for some reason that struck a chord with you and you melted into her. 

She then pulled you into a tight hug, setting you in her lap like she would a child after a nightmare, and you clung to her gently. Yelena wordlessly and happily rocked you, still drawing on your back when her fingers grazed your side. You flinched. She was a spy, and she had suspicions now. 

“Oh? Y/n? Do you have a little secret?” She teased, watching carefully to see how you reacted as she knew you may shut down, but wanted to take the chance. 

You blush, shaking your head, “I have no secrets.” 

“Y/n, I am a younger sister, you think I do not know when someone is….” she leaned very close and gently whispered in your ear, “Ticklish?” 

You turn beet red, shaking your head in disbelief. Sure you’d admired her and imagined bonding with her, and seen hers and Natasha’s sparring grow briefly playful with tickles in a way that made you blush, but surely this was a dream. 

“If I tickled you, would you then hate me?” Yelena probed again, poking your side as you flinched into her. 

You bit your lip, still lost for words and blushy. The Widow was patient and gently raked her fingers up your side, and you squirmed but refused to giggle. 

“Y/n, is this a way to find your smile when you are upsidedown?” The Russian butchered the expression, which made your smile break ever so slightly. 

“You mean down?” You correct her, nearly cheeky. And that was how the blonde knew and she just squeezed up and down your ribs, and caught by surprise you were in a fit of giggles, “Yehehehelenaahahaha!” 

The Widow knew she had you, and couldn’t resist this little moment. She shook your ribs now, and got so bold to lean you back and nuzzle your belly. Something about you made you feel how she believed Natasha felt with her, protective and a little maternal, but also loving every chance to shower you with torturous affection. 

“AHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHO!” You shriek, completely caught of guard by the seemingly tough spy’s playful demeanor, and you found yourself unable to think or feel anything but her fingers and nose. And then, your pj top rode up. 

“I can see the belly,” Yelena said, accent thick, as she suddenly blew raspberries all over your tum, sending you into a new level of hysterics. 

“AHAHAHAHAHA CAHAHAHN’T!” You shriek at her, and she finally has a little mercy and brings you back into her arms, smirking wryly down at you, as you blush up at her but unable to hide your smile anymore. 

“Meanie butt,” You came out, and she laughed fondly as she pressed her forehead into yours again, her nails running through your hair and down the back of your neck. 

“You love it,” The blonde teased cheekily in the soft moment between you too. You refused to acknowledge her out loud but leaned into her touch, and she knew that was confirmation enough. 

She didn’t want to leave, but she already intruded in your room, so she began, “Maybe we have oversleep?” 

You burst out laughing, “You want to have a sleepover?” 

It was Yelena’s turn to blush, “Make fun of my English and I will tickle you,” she smirked at you. 

You roll your eyes as your cheese turn rosey again, but nod, “I think I’d like that.” 

The blonde suddenly lay you both down and claimed you in a cuddle, but you didn’t mind as you smiled shyly, surprised to have maybe found an older sister after all. And you both slept better than you had in a long time. 

Epilogue:

Natasha had looked for Yelena when she noticed her door open and her bed empty, quietly asking Friday where she was, surprised at first that she was in your room, but she couldn’t help but smile when she found you two, and couldn’t wait to tell Wanda in the morning. 

To Be Continued? 

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THE TICKLISH BIRDY

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“Hey how was training?” Yelena looked up from her book, Kate Bishop flopped onto the sofa next to her breathing a huge sigh.

“Clint has me working overtime,” Kate put her head in Yelena’s lap and Yelena ran her fingers through her hair.

“I’m sorry little birdy,” Yelena consoled the tired girl who closed her eyes and melted into the Russian’s lap.

“It’s alright, part of the job I guess.” Kate smiled and curled into a ball.

“Would it help if I rubbed your back?” Yelena asked the sleepy girl who gave a slight nod in response.

Yelena rubbed her palm across Kate’s back and Kate was lost in the touch of Yelena, her aching muscles breathing a sigh of relief.

Yelena slipped her hand under Kate’s shirt and began to run her nails along Kate’s back. Kate grinned.

“That tickles,” she giggled as Yelena spidered her nails across Kate’s back and spine.

“Oh? Is the little birdy ticklish?” Yelena teased and drug a nail down her spine, this caused Kate to break into a fit of giggles.

“Stohop!” Kate laughed.

“Hmm I don’t think so little birdy,” Yelena grabbed Kate’s wrist holding her against the edge of the couch and began to spider Kate’s armpit.

“Yelenaaa quihit ihit!” Laughed Kate trying to pull her arm down.

“I just said I’m not going to do that,” Yelena smiled as Kate laughed and squirmed beneath her.

Yelena then spidered her nails on Kate’s belly. Kate then lost it squealing and cackling a huge belly laugh as Yelena’s fingers danced across her sensitive tummy.

“YELENAAAA PLEHEASE!” Kate pleaded but it was no use, Yelena lifted her shirt and blew a raspberry on her belly. Kate screamed and arched her back in the air falling off Yelena’s lap.

“You okay little birdy?” Yelena laughed.

Kate nodded.

“You feeling better?”

Kate nodded again.

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Just Like Her

Word count: 3,900

Pairing: Yelena x female reader (platonic)

Warnings: Mild swearing, a few Russian words (disclaimer - I don't speak Russian. I do speak google though 😂)

After almost a week with no laptop, I finally have it fixed and was able to finish up this fic! This includes the main Prompt asking for Yelena x reader where reader sticks Yelena’s toothbrush to her hand and she gets her revenge (with a couple additional small prompts added here: prompt, prompt). This is my first time writing for Yelena, so bear with me!

"Oh, приятельница… we have so much work to do with you. Clearly you have been spending too much time with Natasha."

You picked yourself up off the floor once again, wiping the sweat off your brow as you turned to face the blonde Russian assassin. Yelena had a smug grin on her face as she observed you - one that only increased your desire to smack it off her face.

"You say that as though Natasha couldn't kick your ass," you shot back, readying yourself in your fighting stance. Yelena threw her head back and laughed heartily.

"Yohou... oh yohou are so funny!" Her hazel eyes met yours as she ducked to match your stance. "Has Natasha been teaching you insults as well? Oh man! I can never leave you alone with her for such a long time again."

For months, Yelena had been traveling the world, working to reverse the cognitive manipulation Dreykov had inflicted upon the Widows. You'd only been a Widow for a brief period of time, but it had been long enough to develop a bond strong enough with Yelena that withstood the effect of the Red Dust, even after you'd been freed of Dreykov's control. Until she returned, she'd left you in the capable hands of her sister at the Avenger's compound to continue the training you'd started. Who better to teach a former Widow how to fight than another former Widow?

Clearly that didn't stop her from reminding you who she believed was the superior of the two sisters.

"Why don't you stop mouthing off and I'll show you exactly what Natasha has taught me how to do while you were gone?"

"Ooh, please, by all means..." She gestured broadly, awaiting you to make your move.

Wordlessly, you leapt back into action, charging at Yelena full force. You knew she would move to dodge, and you anticipated it, suddenly dropping to the floor and sweeping your leg out to strike her ankles. She fell forward with a yelp of surprise, swiftly recovering with a somersault to leap back to her feet.

“Good…” she panted, “… but not good enough.”

In a flash, she was diving for you, prepared to pin you to the floor. The moment you saw her feet leave the floor, you smirked in triumph - far too late for her to change her trajectory. Using her momentum, you snatched hold of her forearms as her hands flew toward your shoulders, hooking your feet under her hips and hurling her up and over you onto her back. Before she could regain her bearings, you whipped around and wrapped your legs around her neck in a chokehold. She grasped your shins for a moment, pulling uselessly before finally tapping out.

“How’s that for moves?” you boasted, bouncing to your feet and reaching down to help your companion up.

"Alright... I will admit, you may have learned something from Natasha." Yelena reluctantly accepted your hand up off the floor, grinning sheepishly.

"Oh-ho! The great Yelena is providing praise?" you ribbed, nudging her with your elbow. She scoffed in response, rolling her eyes.

"I was talking about your silly poses!" She demonstrated one of the moves Nat had taught you - a broad-swinging roundhouse kick ending in an over-dramatized crouched position with her palm planted on the floor and her other arm outstretched sharply at her side. "Like this? What... what is the point of this? Are you going to start dancing or something?"

"Oh, shut it, you." You huffed, unable to keep from grinning a bit at the teasing. It was good-natured, you knew. Still, it got under your skin a little bit. “We calling it quits for the day?”

“Well… clearly you’re tired. I guess I’ll be a good mentor and let you off the hook for today.”

“I could do this all day!” You smirked. “Maybe it’s you who’s tired.”

Yelena shoved your arm playfully, moving toward the door. “In your dreams.”

You parted ways to get cleaned up and ready for dinner that evening. Natasha was cooking for the small group of you in the tower that evening. You’d made it a habit to hang around while she prepped dinner - partly because you enjoyed the time to chat with her outside of your training, but mostly because she eventually got annoyed with your ramblings and shooed you from the kitchen.

"How did the training session go?" Nat asked as you entered the kitchen, glancing up only briefly from the pot on the stove.

"Oh, you know... she's just trying to remind me of what I 'missed out on' with her away and you training me in her place."

Nat let out a breath of a laugh through her nose, grinning as she shook her head. "Let me guess - did she call you a 'poser?'"

"Basically." You slid into one of the stools at the kitchen island, releasing a heaving sigh. "I know she's just teasing. It's just infuriating that I'm so bad at making witty comebacks."

"Oh, witty comebacks are impossible with Yelena. She always finds a way to have the last word." She turned the burner off on the stove, carrying the pot over to the sink to drain the pasta water. "There are other ways to get back at her, though."

"Oh? Do tell."

Nat's eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint as they flitted up to meet yours. "My little sister might be the master of insults, but she hates it when people pull tricks on her."

"Tricks?" You turned her words over in your head for a moment. "How am I supposed to find a way to trick her?"

Nat shrugged nonchalantly as she turned back around to pour the drained pasta back in the pot to mix with the sauce. "I hear Tony is quite the prankster around here. Maybe you should ask him for some advice?"

"Tony?" you asked skeptically.

"He's probably down in his lab right now, you know. Might be a good time to pay him a visit."

"You just want me out of your hair while you finish making your dinner."

She flashed you a grin. "You know me too well." You scowled, drawing a laugh from the redhead. "But honestly - I'm rooting for you. It's about time someone take my sister down a couple pegs."

"I'll give it my best shot."

And so, you made your way down to Tony's lab to consult the alleged 'prank master' of the tower. Sure enough, you found the overtired billionaire hunched over a workbench, working to fix one of his damaged self-directed Iron Man suits. He looked up from his work as you entered, grinning broadly in greeting.

"Good evening, mini Romanoff," he jested. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"You know Yelena would be pissed if she heard you call me that," you retorted with a sly smirk.

"Well, blondie ain't here, is she?" He placed his tools down on the workbench and swiveled his stool to face you. "Now I know better than to think you came just to shoot the breeze. What do you need?"

"Nat tells me you're the master of pranks around here."

He smirked haughtily, folding his arms across his chest. "I have heard others refer to me as such, yes."

"Don't get too cocky - I'm sure Loki will want to reclaim that title when he and Thor return from Asgard," you chided, earning an eye roll.

"Might not want to mention Reindeer Games if you're looking for my help."

"Alright, alright..." You sighed, leaning casually against one of his workbenches. "I need to find a way to trick Yelena."

"Oh? What'd she do to deserve it?"

"She's just being her usual self. Teasing, making fun of my fighting style... you know."

"That does sound like her." Tony stood, wandering across the lab to another workbench where he had experimental-looking electronics scattered across the surface. "What are you hoping to achieve? A mild annoyance? Major aggravation?"

"How about something in between?" You followed him to the other side of the room, peering over his shoulder as he sifted through unfamiliar devices. He muttered to himself under his breath as he mulled over the options.

"Too dangerous... didn't pass testing... not quite annoying enough... AHA!" He snatched up a small remote from the workbench that contained only two buttons. "This should achieve the perfect balance between irritating and malicious."

"Great! Er... what is it, exactly?"

"Glad you asked!" He turned the remote over in his hand, popping open a small compartment on the back to reveal a miniscule silver disc. Pinching it between his thumb and forefinger, he held it up for you to inspect. "Attach this to any object - literally anything - and it will stick to the next person who picks it up like glue. The only way to detach it is to press this button." He turned the remote back over, pointing to a small circular button on the front.

"How does it work?" you asked curiously.

"It would take hours to explain. Molecular electron field manipulation... artificial magnetism... I'll spare you the MIT lecture. Just give it a try. I guarantee it'll be a significant annoyance to Lady Rambo.”

“You promise it won’t explode or something?” you queried warily. Tony laughed heartily, shaking his head.

“While I am a fan of explosions, I’d rather not blow a hole in the wall of my own tower. You can trust that the device is completely explosive-free.”

Satisfied, you thanked him and headed out of the lab, mulling over how you might use this device to trick Yelena. You knew it would need to be attached to an object that she would use as part of her daily routine, or it might not work for days waiting for her to pick up whatever you stuck it to. Figuring you’d have the best luck with searching for an object in her room, you pocketed the device for after dinner when you could be certain Yelena wouldn’t be there.

As soon as you’d finished eating, you excused yourself from the dinner table, muttering some excuse about being tired. Yelena was locked in a battle of wits with Tony, so you knew you’d have some time to exact your plan. Both of them were so bull-headed, you knew they’d be at it for hours.

Slipping silently into the crack between the door and the doorway to Yelena’s bedroom, you began to look around in search of the perfect object. You didn’t want it to be something too large - just something small enough that it would be an annoyance to carry around. The bedsheets and pillow were far too big, although the thought of her walking around with her pillow stuck to the side of her face all day was tempting. There was no telling what she’d wear to sleep or the next morning, so clothing was out. Yelena didn’t sleep with any plushies, but that would have been the perfect object.

You wandered into the en suite bathroom to continue your search. Shower curtain? She’d probably rip the tension rod off the wall, you thought. She had a surprising number of bottles of shampoos and soaps for one person, so you weren’t even sure where to start to choose one of those. What did she only have one of…

Then, your eyes landed on the toothbrush sitting by the sink.

It was perfect - not too large, but enough to really get on her nerves. Who wants to carry around something they put in their mouth every day? And you knew she’d at least pick it up tonight or tomorrow, so there was no question whether there would be an opportunity to catch her with it.

So, you pulled out the remote and removed the small attachment device, sticking it to the back of the handle of the toothbrush so it wasn’t visible straight on. Before you left, you tucked the remote away in your pocket again for safe keeping, and to hide it from prying eyes.

And now, all you had left to do was wait.

*  *  *

"Пиздец! Stark, where are you?!"

You knew the moment you heard Yelena's cursing and hollering the next morning that she'd encountered your prank. And, sure enough, she came storming into the kitchen only seconds later, her eyes wild as she looked around for the scientist. It took everything in you not to laugh when you saw her fist closed tightly around her toothbrush where her arm hung by her side.

When she didn't see Stark, Yelena's eyes landed on you.

"Have you seen Stark? I need to have a word with him."

You shrugged. "Haven't seen him since yesterday. What did he do?"

"He's using one of his stupid little technology devices to play tricks on me!" She held out her fist with her toothbrush held inside. "Why can I not let go of this??"

"Oh, I'm sure he's got some long-winded explanation for how it works. You have to admit, it is pretty funny though."

Yelena scowled at you in annoyance. "No it is not pretty funny! I'm going to find Stark and make him turn this stupid thing off! I'll beat him over the head with the toothbrush if that is what it takes!"

"Woah, isn't it a bit early in the morning to be threatening violence against me?"

Tony strode into the kitchen at that moment, taking an apprehensive step back when Yelena whirled around to face him with fire in her eyes.

"What is this?! Fix it, now!" she demanded. Tony chuckled in amusement when his eyes landed on the toothbrush clutched in her hand, glancing over Yelena's shoulder to catch your eye.

"Really? You couldn't have come up with anything more exciting than her toothbrush?"

Yelena visibly stiffened, turning around slowly to face you once again. "It was you who did this?"

"I mean, I had help from Tony's device, but... yes?" You shrank a bit under her fiery gaze. She turned her head back toward Tony.

"How does it turn off?"

"There's a button. Your friend, here, is the only one who can turn it off."

Yelena's gaze returned to yours. Suddenly, as though a switch had flipped, the fire in her eyes subsided. She began to laugh heartily, which you cautiously joined in on after a moment.

"Oh-ho... that was a good one! Very funny!" Her laughter decreased in volume, still with a bright grin on her face as she looked at you. "You got me good! Now, push your little button and turn this off for me, would you? I've got things I have to do today that do not involve carrying around my toothbrush."

You were almost disappointed by this sudden change in demeanor. Obviously you didn't want her to be furious with you, but you had hoped this would be adequate payback for all the teasing. Maybe you'd have to find something more annoying to prank her with?

"Oh, alright..." You slipped the remote out of your pocket, aiming it at Yelena's fist and pressing the button. Her fingers uncurled from the handle of the toothbrush, and she visibly sighed with relief as she placed the toothbrush down on the counter beside her.

"You know, that was very clever!" she praised with a chuckle. "Now - do you want to help me make breakfast? I am really very hungry now, you've delayed my breakfast-eating by, like, twenty whole minutes."

"Yeah, I guess I owe you that." You slid from the stool you were perched on at the kitchen island, making your way to the fridge to pull out some ingredients.

You barely had time to mentally register the whooping, battle-like cry from the blonde assassin before you were tackled face-down to the floor.

"You think you can just get away with playing tricks on me without any consequences?" she growled, wrestling with you as you fought to buck her off.

"Consequences?? I - mmph - I was getting my - ugh - revenge!" You twisted and flung your arms blindly behind yourself to try to connect with your attacker. She grasped hold of your wrists and slammed them down against your lower back, pinning them.

"Revenge?? What for?!"

"For making fun of me! And Natasha!" You kicked helplessly, unable to reach Yelena where she was perched on your hips. "Tony! Get this crazy Russian off of me!" You glanced up at the doorway where Tony had previously stood, finding it to be empty. "Damn him! Coward!"

"I will deal with him later." Yelena leaned forward a bit to see your face, your cheek pressed to the kitchen tile as you turned your head as much as possible in your current position to glare at her. "Is that why you tricked me?! Because you were mad that I was teasing you?"

"I wasn't mad! But I can't just let you walk all over me without consequences, as you say! Nat told me you hated when people play tricks on you." You snickered. "I guess she was right, huh?"

Yelena scowled. "Oh, you want to be just like Natasha now, do you?"

"I'm sure everyone around here would appreciate me looking to her as a role model over the crazy sister."

"Hey! I'm proud to be the crazy sister! What fun is it to be all boring like Natasha?!"

"She's not boring, she's disciplined!"

Yelena groaned in annoyance, rolling her eyes. You knew it was getting under her skin to hear you saying you preferred Natasha's mentorship, even though both of you knew you appreciated the two sisters equally. A smirk spread across your face as you gazed up at her sullen expression.

Then, slowly, a smirk grew on her face to match yours.

"You really want to be just like Natasha, do you?"

"Yep."

She shrugged. "Alright. Cool. But you know what I used to do to Natasha when we were children and she got on my nerves, don't you?"

You chuckled. "You sat on her and pressed her face into the kitchen tile?"

"Sometimes. And sometimes I tortured her."

"Tortured?" Your brow furrowed as you glared back at Yelena warily. "She never mentioned that part of your childhood. I feel like she'd have told me something like that."

"Oh, but Natasha doesn't like people to know."

"Then I'll tell her you told me."

Yelena laughed. "No, I don't think you will want to."

"Why-"

Your question was cut short as you suddenly felt five fingers digging into your side. A laugh bubbled up in your throat, but you managed to suppress it before it burst from your mouth.

"Ah, I see you are just as ticklish as Natasha, hmm? And just as stubborn also," she teased, punctuating the word stubborn with a prod to your ribs.

"A-am not!"

"Not stubborn? Or not ticklish? Because I think you've proven both to be a lie with only two words."

You clamped your mouth shut as her fingers kneaded between your ribs, gradually making their way higher up your side. No way were you going to gratify her with a reaction to this silly game. You were determined to have the last laugh here. Figuratively, that is.

"You m-might as well just give up," you muttered through gritted teeth, focusing your energy on holding still as her fingertips probed into the crevices of your upper ribs. It wouldn't be long before she reached the hypersensitive spot under your arm, and you were hopeful you could throw her off before that.

"Oh, come on. You know you want to laugh," she sang, scratching faster at your ribcage. "It's right there at the tip of your tongue. Just let it out." You couldn't help but jolt as her fingers dragged across your highest rib, arm instinctively shifting to clamp down against your side as much as possible with your hands still pinned to your back. "I'm going to get you to laugh... last chance before I go for the kill."

"Don't you da-HAHARE YEHELENA!" Her fingers slipped up under your arm suddenly without further warning, wriggling into the soft space. The bright laughter burst out of you involuntarily at the exceedingly ticklish sensation. The Russian laughed heartily, evilly at your reaction.

"Ah-ha! I knew I would get you! I think you are actually more ticklish than Natasha, you know."

"SHUHUT UP!"

"Wow. Rude. Maybe I need to try harder." With a shift of her weight, she suddenly slammed her knee down against your wrists to pin them in place against your back, freeing her other hand to slide under your other arm. You screeched in protest, twisting and tugging at your trapped arms in a fruitless effort to free yourself from your assailant's grasp. "I am not going to let you go until you ask nicely!" she hummed in a sing-song tone.

"SCREHEW YOU!" you retorted, unable to say much more through your laughter.

"That didn't sound very nice to me." She began to pinch randomly at your sides and ribs, shoving one hand underneath you to scribble at the side of your belly. You were beyond the ability to suppress your reactions at this point, feet pounding against the floor in protest as bubbly laughter poured from your lips. Her fingers slipped back under your arms once again, and you couldn't take it any longer.

"OKAY, OKAHAY! PLEHEASE!!"

After another moment of torment, she finally let up, releasing the pressure of her knee on your wrists and removing her weight from your back. You rolled over and curled your knees up to your chest, grasping your aching abdominal muscles as the last few giggles spluttered out.

"That was fun. I will have to do that again sometime," Yelena declared with a grin.

"Noho! Why don't you pick on Natasha instead next time?" you coughed in protest.

"Oh, don't worry, I will still torture her also." She grunted as she rose to her feet, holding out a hand to help you up. "Now, for real, I'm hungry. We have a lot of training to do to get those ridiculous Natasha poses out of your fighting moves, and you'll need a big breakfast before that."

You couldn't help but chuckle as you accepted her hand and allowed her to lift you to your feet. "Maybe I like Natasha's poses."

"You want to go round two then?" she warned, whipping around to face you with a smirk. Immediately, you shook your head wildly, holding your hands out protectively.

"Noho, no more today! You're damn ruthless. I'll be too tired to train."

She nodded her head slowly. "Yes... yes I guess you're right. Another time."

You rolled your eyes as you began to help Yelena to prepare breakfast, grinning while she had her back turned. She may drive you crazy, but to have her and Natasha as your mentors was more than you could ever have hoped. You were confident that you'd be a lethally skilled fighter once you'd learned everything you could from the pair of them.

And if that meant you had to tolerate a little teasing and friendly banter here and there, then you supposed it was well worth it.

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[misssassyrox]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clint Barton & Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova & Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop Characters: Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova, Clint Barton (mentioned), Natasha Romanov (mentioned), Peter Parker (mentioned), Kamala Khan (mentioned) - Character Additional Tags: Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant, Squealing Santa 2022, ss2k22, Tickle fic, ticklish!yelena belova, ticklish!kate bishop Summary:

When Kate finds out that Yelena doesn't like to partake in the holiday festivities, she goes out of her way to convince her to change her mind. Merry Christmas @ficsandgiggles My apologies for being late, but I hope this is up to your standards (and if you have ao3, let me know so I can gift it properly). Thank you so much @hypahticklish for hosting this year!

#squealing santa 2k22 #ss2k22 #squealingsanta2k22 #ticklish!yelena belova #ticklish!kate bishop #kate bishop #yelena belova

[gigglymarvel]

From Strangers to Sisters

Final Chapter - Smiles Into the Sunset

We have decided to wrap up our series! We hope you’ve enjoyed it, we loved writing it ❤️

“I can’t believe we have to leave now...” Yelena commented as she sat down on the couch, full from the buffet they had. “It has gone so quickly.”

Wanda nodded as she sat on the other couch, sighing sadly. She had enjoyed her time with the three other women, and she felt that everyone was going to go their separate ways after this was all over, and this upset her a lot.

Kate flopped next to Yelena, "Almost as fast as you just ate that food," she chuckled but felt bittersweet about it too. The blonde rolled her eyes and shoved at her.

“Oh shush, the food was great, was it not?” Yelena asked, pouting and folding her arms. The brunette poked her side, "Of course it was," she giggled cheekily and then kept poking Yelena. 

Yelena flinched, biting her lip as she wiggled away from her. “Y-yes so quit it….”

Nat noticed Wanda's demeanour and sat next to her, "Hey, what's got you down sweet girl?" She asked as she put her arm around the younger woman. 

“I don’t want to go” she whispered, biting her lip.

The redhead hugged the witch, "I know sweet girl, I'm not ready for it to be over either, but now we all know each other right?" 

Wanda shrugged. “Yeah, but what if everyone just wants to go their separate ways? Then everyone will ignore my existence again.” 

Nat hugged her even tighter, and Kate noticed Wanda getting emotional so she turned and hugged her too, tapping Yelena to do the same. 

The Widow had an idea, and fluttered gently into Wanda's belly, "What if we make a promise hm? A swear that we all have to be here for each other and if anyone remotely forgets, needs cheering up or gets distant, we all wreck them?" She smiled fondly, "And you my dear Wanda need cheered up."

Wanda shrugged, covering her belly a little as she tried hard not to giggle. “M-maybe…” she murmured as she curled up a little. 

Kate grinned, "C'mon Yelena! Let's get her!" And then helped Nat by shaking lightly into Wanda's ribs, making the witch squeal and curl up, shaking her head as she eventually broke into giggles.

The blonde rolled her eyes but understood why Wanda was so sad, she hadn’t felt this peaceful for a while, and she didn’t want to go back to her crazy life.

Nat smirked and poked Yelena's sides, "Lena," she winked, "Do you need tickled too?" She asked the blonde, who shook her head. “Nono…”

"Are you suuuure?" Nat smirked and shook her ribs gently. 

Kate fluttered up and down Wanda's belly, "Gitchiegitchiegitchie goooooo little witchy woooooo!" She teased, making Wanda giggle helplessly and curl up. “Nohoooo!”

"Awww there we goo Wands! We've got you see! No matter what you'll always have us, love and…" she grinned and pulled up her top to raspberry her sides, "Raspberries!!" 

The witch yelped and squealed out, shoving her shirt down before Kate had the chance to do anything. “Nuh uh, none of those!” She protested as Yelena gasped and bit her lip. “I am positive.”

Kate chuckled, "If they don't tickle then why are you afraid, big bad witchy?" She asked, looking over at Nat, who grinned at her sister.

 "Nah, you need the tickle monster!" The Black Widow announced spidered up into her armpits, causing the blonde to yelp and slam her arms down. “Nonono I do not need that silly thing.”

"No?'  The redhead grinned and squeezed Yelena's sides just above her hips, causing her to yelp and hold her sister's hands away. “Found the spot?” The redhead asked fondly.

Yelena shook her head. “Nope, never, just looking at the time, we should get going?” She tried.

“Not till I find your smile,” she insisted. Yelena just groaned. “We have to go…”

“Then get up,” she giggled fondly at Yelena, who nodded and stood up. “There we go, we can leave now.”

“You still need to have your smile found," Nat smirked fondly.

Wanda tried to keep her cool. “Me? Afraid? I’m not afraid of anything.”

"Oh? Then why won't you let me raspberry you Wands?" Kate asked cheekily as the witch shrugged and folded her arms over her belly. “I am sure it’s too much effort for you”

“I'm like, an overgrown kid, it's no effort,” Kate smirked and bounced her fingers along the witch’s sides, smiling as Wanda whined and let out a few giggles. “Quiiiit!”

“I win!” Kate giggled fondly, making Wanda roll her eyes. “Yeah yeah, whatever.”

The raven-haired archer hugged the redhead fondly. “Ok, let’s go,” Wanda told her after hugging Kate back.

“But Yelena still needs to smile,” Kate said, pouting. Yelena just shrugged. "I am fine, it is time to go."

Kate hugged Yelena and nodded, “If you're sure.” 

Nat rubbed Wanda's back, still with one hand on her sister, “Are we all packed and ready?” Yelena nodded silently as Wanda used her magic to float everyone’s bags back to the RV, taking one last look at their hotel suite sadly.

Kate frowned and then clung to everyone, “Hey, the trip is over but our relationships aren't!” 

Yelena rolled her eyes. “That is the most cheesy thing I have ever heard you say, Kate Bishop.”

Kate grinned up at her, “Good!” 

Nat laughed fondly, “Little Kate is right,” 

Wanda bit back a chuckle. “So shall we all link arms and skip off into the sunset?”

Kate beamed at that, “YES!” But Yelena just face-palmed herself.

“She was being sarcastic.” She murmured and got into the RV. 

Kate furrowed her brow for a moment, but then shrugged, “Well either way,” she smiled and followed Yelena, while Nat just chuckled, “Play nice you two!” 

Yelena playfully shoved at Nat, squeezing Kate’s sides to put a smile on her face before getting comfortable on the top bunk bed that was in the RV, with Kate on the bottom and Wanda and Natasha curled up on a couch each.

The auto drive soon kicked in to take them all home, it didn’t take long for the drive to rock them to sleep, completely exhausted from their time away but feeling thankful that it happened. They built memories for a lifetime and a sisterhood they can always lean on. 

#avengers tickle fic #marvel tickle fic #avengers tickle #marvel tickle #ticklish!yelena #ler!wanda #ler!nat #ticklish!kate #ticklish!wanda

[widowsistersandfriends]

Manners

Request: Can I request a fic where Kate sees Natasha tickle Yelena. Then maybe a week later the image is still in her head and decides to try it out for herself?

Summary: Yelena has no regards to manners when it comes to eating, so Natasha knows a way to get her to cooperate. Kate sees this interaction and decides to test it out for herself.

Notes: Thank you so much for this request! It was very cute and I enjoyed writing it! Hope you like it :)

Word Count: 1285

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Natasha, Yelena, and Kate were all sitting on a couch together, watching a movie at night. There were lots of blankets, snacks, drinks, and most importantly sugar surrounding the girls. Yelena opened her bag of popcorn, stuffing handfuls into her mouth while asking Natasha what was happening.

“Yelena, haven’t we been over this? Don’t talk with your mouth spilling popcorn everywhere,” Natasha playfully scolded.

“Whatever Poser, just answer the question,” Yelena said, stuffing another handful into her mouth.

“You know what? I actually think we should teach you manners first before we finish the movie,” Natasha said, putting the popcorn bag on the coffee table. Yelena’s mouth dropped open in betrayal, much to Natasha and Kate’s amusement. 

Yelena quickly tried to throw the numerous blankets off of her, but Natasha used this to her advantage. The redhead grabbed the other end of the blanket, using it to wrap Yelena up into a little human burrito with her feet sticking out. Natasha, being skilled at this, knew all the loopholes and made sure to cover them all. She had put the opening of the blanket underneath Yelena so she couldn’t uncover herself and escape. However, she also made sure Yelena’s feet and head were sticking out so she could breathe, but also be tickled to pieces. 

“Natasha! Let me eat my popcorn!” The blonde shouted angrily, kicking and struggling to escape. 

“Not until you learn how to eat it properly,” Natasha teased, placing one hand on Yelena’s shins, and using her other hand to drag a nail up her foot.

“AH! Natasha don’t!” Yelena threatened, already starting to break out into a grin.

Meanwhile, Kate was sitting on the other end of the couch, watching curiously. It was rare for her to see Yelena lose to anyone, even in a playful fight. Usually she was so tough and could defeat anyone in her path. However, Kate knew this could come in handy for her someday. The brunette quietly grabbed a soda off the table and sat back to watch and take mental notes.

“Laughing already?” Natasha teased, still using one finger to drag up and down Yelena’s foot.

“Ihihi’m nohohot,” Yelena stubbornly giggled out. 

“Sounds like giggles to me,” Natasha remarked, now using her two index fingers to tickle each foot.

Yelena cursed at her sister, twisting around with her arms trapped underneath the wrapped blanket. 

“It’s okay to laugh and be a little ticklish weakling,” Natasha teased, knowing that her sister was always so tough, except when she was faced with a light touch. 

“Nehehever hehehe,” Yelena adorably giggled, much to Kate’s surprise. 

“You can barely stand one finger, just wait until I use all ten of mine,” Natasha said, promptly switching to spidering all ten of her fingers over her sister’s soft soles, sending the blonde into frantic laughter.

“NATAHAHAHASHA PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP,” Yelena pleaded.

“Are you gonna eat popcorn properly?” Natasha asked, as the blonde just stubbornly shook her head while laughing her head off. 

“You sure about that?” Natasha asked, holding her toes back and using her other hand to tickle the spot right underneath them. This caused Yelena to shriek and kick desperately, as she couldn’t stand the overly sensitive ticklish sensation she was feeling.

“OHOKAHAHAY STAHAHAHAP IHIHI GIHIHIVE,” Yelena screamed, aggressively nodding yes when her sister asked her if she would eat popcorn properly.

“See Kate?” That’s exactly how you break her,” Natasha commented, helping Yelena unwrap herself from the blanket. 

“Kate Bishop don’t you dare. If you try anything I will twist you into a pretzel and leave you there,” Yelena threatened, staring the brunette down.

Kate just nodded, scared of any retaliation that would occur.

“Nah, don't fall for her fake toughness. She’ll crumble the minute you tickle her,” Natasha said, proving her point by squeezing her sister’s side, earning a yelp and a slap on the arm.

The three of them settled down and finished the movie, as Yelena ate her popcorn properly…for now.

A few days later, Yelena was going to the store to get a few things.

“Does anyone need anything?” Yelena called out.

Kate perked up at the question, as she needed a new umbrella, as hers had broken in the wind.

“Can you pick up an umbrella for me?” Kate asked, her voice quieting at the end.

“Sorry Kate, I don’t have time for errands for peasants,” Yelena said teasingly, but maintaining enough seriousness to mess with Kate. Most of the time Kate would get down and think Yelena was serious until the blonde would explain that she’s just teasing. Yelena expected this reaction again, but to her surprise, Kate was heading towards her confidently. 

For once, Yelena cowered slightly, unsure of what Kate was gonna do. As tough and strong as Yelena was, Kate was also a strong and skilled fighter herself.

“You wanna think again about that statement?” Kate asked, catching Yelena off guard and throwing her onto the couch. Kate quickly pinned Yelena’s wrists under her knees, leaving her whole torso exposed.

There was a small flash of fear on Yelena’s face before she returned to her snarky self.

“Kate Bishop, this is nice and all, but you heard me. I have errands to run, and not for you,” the blonde said, sticking her tongue out to taunt Kate.

“Good thing I know your weakness!” Kate said cheerfully, but partly nervous. She didn’t know if Yelena would want to be tickled by her or if she would get mad. But she was so intrigued by her weakness that she just had to explore it more. With that, Kate wiggled her fingers menacingly and began to claw at Yelena’s ribs.

The blonde exploded into laughter, not used to Kate’s tickle techniques.

“KAHAHATE! WHY!?!” Yelena shouted, struggling to get out from under her.

“I’m not gonna stop until you get my umbrella!” Kate said triumphantly, enjoying this rare power over her friend.

“SCREHEHEW YOHOHOU,” Yelena retorted, as Kate blew a raspberry on her stomach and tickled up and down her sides.

The blonde let out a new round of fresh belly laughter, unable to control her reactions.

Kate reached down to squeeze Yelena’s knees and thighs, earning her even more laughter and kicks, making it hard for her to keep Yelena pinned.

Kate then decided to explore another spot. What she didn’t know was that she had hit the jackpot. Kate took her sharp nails and began to wiggle them on the side of Yelena’s neck, causing the blonde to scrunch up and squeal, a sight that was as rare as a blue moon. 

Yelena was now laughing silently, shaking her head to try to get her friend to stop. Kate couldn’t help but laugh and quickly used her other hand to get a video.

Yelena had reached max embarrassment and her face was flushed a deep red, as she tapped out without a word.

The blonde laid there panting, processing what had just happened, before shooting a glare at Kate.

“What was that?” Yelena asked in disbelief, word for word for what she said in the elevator after she was slapped.

“Well, I’ve seen Natasha do it so much and it always works. So I decided to try it myself,” Kate said with a smug grin.

“You are so annoying,” Yelena said with an eye roll.

“Why do you need an umbrella anyway?” Yelena asked after a bit.

“Oh, I actually don’t need one. I just wanted an excuse to tickle you,” Kate said with a sly grin. 

“Oh really?” Yelena said, now tackling her friend and tormenting her a thousand times worse. Safe to say, they all knew how to keep each other in check. All through the power of tickles.

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[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.

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

[marigoldenblooms]

April Foolishness - Headcanons

Pairing (Not all at once): Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader, Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader, Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader

MINORS DNI - 18+

Summary: How would they react to you failing miserably- masterfully pranking them at every turn?

Tags: Fluff, established relationships, swearing, attempted pranking (mentions of bugs/arachnids, fish), innuendos and tension, comfort, light power usage, no actual smut (fade to black).

A/N: Happy silly day, ya'll!! I wanted to do something fun between classes, so this is it- april fools pranks on my favorite girls. Not proofread at all. Enjoy the boops!

Images are not mine, credit to owners! ~~~

Wanda x Reader

You hadn't been dating Wanda for very long.

Well, if you don't count the years of pining, that is.

You had hidden yourself behind a corner in her hallway, arms out and ready to spook.

This had been your same trick from Halloween (which between that and the turnips did not go well-)

But this time it’d go swimmingly.

After thirty minutes later, you heard the familiar clack of her heels against the compound’s floors, and…

Nothing. Silence.

You peeked around the corner to see where the witch had gone, and-

“Boo.”

Her warm grasp hugged your middle , yet you swear you jumped out of your skin.

“What the- Fuck, Wands-“ Your terror was met with her musical laughter, patting the the sides of your stomach.

“Well if you insist, sweetheart.”

Her voice echoed

She’d let go of you, and you could see the sparkling mirth in her eyes once you turned around.

She placed a quick peck on your cheek, looping your hand with hers to play with your fingers, gaze downcast at them even as her mischievous words would enter your head without her mouth moving.

“If you want to spook a mind reader, darling..”

You gulped as her touch grew more bold, pinning you against the wall- face warming as she’d tilt her head,

“You’ll have to do better than that.”

She’d chuckle at your flustered reaction, her grin cheshire as she’d lead you back to her room, giddy with sweet excitement.

“And happy April fools to you too, Wan-“

~~~ Natasha x Reader

Natasha had always managed to prank you first before you could prank her.

One year prior, you’d ended up with an egg in your hair while your whipped-cream pie prank had gone unsung.

And that was some really good whipped cream.

This year, though- you had buttered her up. Perks of being her partner- the pranks could go even harder.

“Good morning, my dearest sunshine-“ You’d murmur, settling her in with breakfast in bed.

Your trick? Salt in her coffee instead of sugar. Genius.

Natasha propped herself up on her arms, giving you an upturned eyebrow, “Oh, and what’s the occasion?”

“Oh, nothing much..” A shit eating grin plastered her face, one that would soon be returned by the redhead.

“Birthday? Anniversary..?” She’d poke at your side as you sat down, her touch ticklish as she helped you settle the tray of food on her bedsheets.

“M-mmn, nothin’, sugar..” Oh, how you’d be eating those words soon enough.

You’d watch as she’d take a sip from her coffee, eyes wide and sparkling as she opened her mouth-

And sighed in bliss.

What the fuck was wrong with this woman.

“Delicious, baby..” Natasha purred, taking another hardy swig, and you watched as she swallowed. “You’ve outdone yourself..”

“I…uh-“ Your babbling words would be cut short as you took a drink of your own mug-

And was met with intense, uncomfortable sodium.

She cackled as you spit your mouthful back into your cup, punching her jokingly with a red face, “You- you fuckin’-“

“Switched them?”

“Not just the brew-“ Your hand would’ve found your forehead in shock, “But the mugs too- how the shit did you do that?”

“A spy will never reveal her secrets-“ She’d lean up to kiss you, but instead would shift the platter over to the side. “And you need to wash your mouth out.”

“Not before I drink my coffee..” You’d hiss, chugging her now lukewarm mug down.

That was, until you saw a plastic totally real cockroach on the bottom of the mug, shrieking before chucking it against the wall.

“Love you too, dear.”

~~~ Yelena x Reader

You didn’t think Yelena could be scared of anything.

She threw a knife at the fake spider you pranked her with last year.

And she spat in the face of the ‘piranhas’ that had infested your room’s bathroom two years ago.

And even so, you tried again this year- although with something much less terrifying.

You'd flooded Yelena's room with multicolored balloons, painstakingly blowing them up before gently setting them on her floor.

And the best part?

She was asleep in her bed the whole time.

You had almost finished the second bag of balloons when Fanny, ever the sleepy Akita, finally stirred from their rest.

The pup locked eyes with you, and you were so thankful that they didn't bark.

That didn't stop Yelena from waking, though.

The blond would rise quickly, eyes darting around as soon as her dog moved an inch. You swear she had murder in her eyes, although that might've just been from awakening so quickly.

It all left her once she found you, though.

Groggily, she'd wipe at her eyes, mumbling something before kicking her foot off the bed to stand-

Bumping into a stray balloon.

She recoiled immediately, yowling as though she'd been pained deeply- and you were at her side in a heartbeat.

"Yelena, shit- you okay?"

"Yeah.." She'd gruff, her shoulders slacking once your hands found purchase on them. She'd hide her head in your shoulder, a surprising gesture.

You wrapped your arms around her, rubbing soothing circles into her back, "No need to be frightened, honey.." She'd hold you closer, and a flicker of thought ran through your mind, "Lena..are you scared?"

"What-? No-" She'd deny, her voice especially thick this early in the morn. "You just startled me-"

"That's a form of fear, hun-" Your chuckle was met with a groan from her, before she pulled her blankets back over the two of you.

Her words were muffled, "Fine, you got me- but now you hold me until I say so."

"My big, bad, scary Lena...of course, honey."

~~~ Kate x Reader

No matter what you pranked Kate with, she was always worried about you.

It's not unfounded, after you fell down the stairs during last year's April Fools, but still.

This time, you’d actually get her.

"Kate, made you some brownies!"

You heard her clamor with a fevrency that made her sound like a one man band.

She burst out of the hallway, expression wild with hunger and apprehension-

Until she saw you holding some kiddy scissors exceptionally sharp blades of murder and death and terror and-

“Babe!” She’d screech, barreling forth to snatch the scissors from your careful hands, placing them gently on the counter, before inspecting your palm for even the slightest scratch.

She hadn’t even noticed the brown construction paper, or the cut letter you’d pressed towards her middle.

“Kate, earth to Kate-“ Your smile towards her shook her from her thoughts, “I’m okay, pretty girl..Happy April Fools!”

Between the panic and the praise, her brain had to do a soft restart after that.

After a few more seconds, her goofy grin would return again, almost coy, “Gave me a heart attack there, you know-“

“I know,” You’d motion to the tin of hello kitty bandaids you’d raided from Tony, “And I was prepared, you doofus.”

She’d smile, nodding along until her face flushed- her hand rubbing smooth circles into your hip.

“But if you, you know- wanted to do some scissoring, as they say-“ You’d sigh, shaking your head with a teasing lilt, “You’re verryy smooth, dear.”

You’d press a boop to her nose, a teasing whisper, “I’ll think about it.”

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natasha romanoff and yelena belova headcanons

incase it isn’t obvious, i’m very much in denial about natasha dying and i’m choosing to be delusional and pretend she’s not dead 🤪

like any little sister, yelena makes it her mission to pester natasha to no end. she will not let her big sister have a moment of peace.

lots of snuggling. both are very touch starved and find a lot of comfort in each other’s arms. yelena is usually the little spoon. she lays her head on natasha’s chest and curls into her side.

yelena is a very tough person and won’t flinch at most things, but the one thing that absolutely destroys her is tickles. she’s ridiculously ticklish everywhere, especially her feet. natasha takes advantage of this and will pin yelena down and tickle her until she has tears rolling down her cheeks. yelena will never admit this, but she doesn’t mind it that much.

tons of play fighting and wrestling. natasha usually initiates it, because yelena is being a little shit. they don’t really use any of their assassin skills, they just become a mess of limbs and laughter.

natasha has a lot of sweet pet names for yelena. she calls her the russian equivalents of baby, sweetheart, and love. yelena positively melts every time natasha calls her one those names. yelena will strictly call natasha poser.

they share a bed. they both seem to sleep the most soundly when they are next to each other, and it’s very typical for them to fall asleep cuddling. natasha has to move away when yelena becomes a furnace.

yelena will often pout to get natasha to give her massages. she’s not used to positive touches but absolutely relishes in it when natasha gives her positive touch. natasha doesn’t mind rubbing her back, but she is much less fond of touching yelena’s feet, unless she’s tickling her.

natasha sings american pie to yelena to help her sleep. not many people besides yelena know about this, but natasha has a really good voice.

natasha loves blowing raspberries on yelena’s cheeks, just to annoy her because her knows that yelena will squeal and squirm when she does this.

yelena will come up behind natasha and wrap her arms around her waist, burying her head into her shoulder. natasha instantly relaxes when yelena does this, no matter who is watching.

natasha kisses yelena’s forehead and cheeks frequently. yelena always melts into her touch.

no one has ever seen natasha as soft as when she’s with yelena. the avengers love seeing her like this, because they all notice how relaxed and happy she is with yelena. but they will of course still poke fun at her.

marvel studios will pay for my therapy

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