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Summary: Tony tries to wake Peter in the morning. Peter however is being stubborn, which is why Tony needs to get a little creative with his methods.
It already was 9:30 am and Peter was still asleep, so Tony decided that he slept enough and that is was more than time to wake him up. He had planned a lot of fun activities in the lab and he for sure wasn't going to let Peter sleep the whole day away.
Tony walked into the room and opened the curtains.
"Rise and shine!" he called
Peter only groaned "What time's it?"
"It is 9:34 a.m. Peter" Friday replied helpfully.
"Ugh, it's early"
"No, it's time to start the day, so up and at 'em lazy daisy."
"No" he whined pulling the blanket over his face.
This isn't going to work Tony thought, it's time to get creative. He ripped the blanket off of him and pounced on him, tickling him mercilessly, making Peter shriek.
"Nohoh pleahahase"
He grappled with his hands trying to push Tony off, but the only thing that that accomplished was that his armpits were open for attack, which Tony promptly took advantage of.
He shoved his hands into Peter's armpits clawing at the sensitive flesh. Peter absolutely lost it shrieking, cackling and bucking wildly.
"Okahahay, okahahay Ihihihi'll gehehet uhuhup"
Finally, Tony stopped, letting him breath. He got of the bed and made his way to the door.
"You'll better be in the kitchen for breakfast in five minutes or I'll send Sam and Bucky after you." Tony said leaving the room.
Peter got out of bed and smiled, this was definitely not the worst way to wake up.
・His worst spots are his stomach, his ribs, and his armpits
・Tony, of course, likes to take advantage of that
・Tony found out he was ticklish when they were messing around until Tony poked his stomach and Peter let out a squeal
・Peter cannot take teases
・Peter turns as red as a tomato when Tony teases him
・Tony finds Peter absolutely adorable when he's all flustered and laughing
・Tony will definitely use his beard as a weapon
・Peter LOVES tickles
・When he wants them, he's too embarrassed to say it so he'll just get all fidgety and quiet
・Tony notices this and gives him what he wants (he makes him say that he wants them first)
・When Peter is feeling insecure, Tony will definitely tickle him after comforting him
・Peter will yell things like, "NOHO!" or, "WAIHAIT!" but never says stop. Tony points this out a lot
・He will most likely cover his face when getting tickled if not pinned. When this happens, Tony will shove his hands into his pits and say things like, "Stop, I want to see your adorable face." Which will get a squeal out of Peter
・Sometimes, randomly Tony will flutter his fingers against Peter's neck. Peter immediately giggles adorably, making Tony's heart explode
・Peter occasionally snorts, and when he does, after he's done tickling him, he starts playing the Peppa Pig theme song. Peter covers his face out of embarrassment and his voice goes up a few pitches
・Peter gets super cuddly and affectionate after Tony tickles him. He will get sleepy sometimes after aswell. Tony absolutely adores this and takes pictures without him noticing (he has a private folder of these photos)
I hope you enjoyed this! I did my best, sorry I took so long I have been really busy for a while lol
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I feel like Peter 1 definitely pulls lots of pranks on his Spiderbros, which they quickly learn they can teach him a lesson by tickling the snot out of him as they grow weary of his pranks. I can totally see Peter 1 laughing really hard at 2 and 3, maybe from a hair dye in shampoo prank or something, and 2 and 3 are just like, "Oh yeah? We'll give you something to laugh about!" Proceeding to chase Peter 1 until they corner him to tickle him to tears. 😆
(Peter 1 is a huge prankster toward his tickle monster brothers 😁 Thanks for the prompt idea @prodigalbadger ❤️😁 Hope you enjoy! 😁)
"Oh yeah? We'll give you something to laugh about!"
Peter 1's eyes bugged as he scrambled up to his feet. A squeal left his throat while he bolted up the stairs.
Two sets of pounding feet followed along behind him, making nervous giggles pour out of his mouth. "Noho! Ihim sorryhy! I'm sorrhyhyhy!"
"You're going to be," Three growled. "Now get back here!"
"Noho!" Peter 1 tried to scramble up the wall when he ran into a dead end.
Only for Peter 3 to wrap his arms around him and yank him down. The youngest kicked and flailed to try to get away, but he couldn't get out of the middle Peter's grip.
A moment later, he was on the floor with Three pinning his waist. Peter 2 then struggled with his arms to get him pinned above his head.
"Wahait!" One begged. "Plehehease!"
"You've pulled your last prank, punk," Three explained as Two finally got the youngest's arms pinned above his head. "Thought the green dye wouldn't be the final nail in your coffin, did ya?"
"Threhee." One squirmed. "Let's talk abahout thihis."
Two shifted forward so the youngest's arms were pinned between his knees. "You've lost your chance of that. It's payback time now."
"Wahait." One squeaked and turtled as Three's fingers began spidering around his torso. "Wahait!"
Then Two began swirling one finger in each of the youngest's armpits.
"Noho!" Peter 1's laughter and squirming picked up. "Nohot thehere! Plehease!"
"You've been messing with us all week." Two dug in with just those two fingers. "We've been tolerating you as much as possible, but now you've gone too far."
"I've got a date with Gwen tomorrow." Three dug into the youngest's lower ribs on either side. "Now I have to show up looking like a leprechaun."
One was cackling freely. His armpits and lower ribs were both bad spots on their own, but now they were being tickled at the same time. One's legs flailed around as all his super strength failed to help get him out of the ticklish hold. "PLEHEHEASE! I'M SORRYHYHY!"
"You're sorry you got caught." Two moved up to One's neck. "You will be sorry for pranking us so much though."
Peter 1 turtled as his nose scrunched up. The lighter tickles pulled more airy giggles as well as a snort out of the younger.
"Aww, you're lucky you're cute." Three pinched his younger brother's nose and gave his head a gentle shake. "I could just eat you up."
One's eyes popped in as he pulled his head free. "Noho, Threhee! Dohon't!"
The middle Peter smirked, slowly leaning down. "Should have thought about that before you turned me into a nymph."
"Nohoho." Peter 1 sucked his stomach in as his giggles increased. "Dohohon't. DohohoOOON'T! THREHEHEHAHAHA!"
As the youngest tried getting away, Three jumped down. He began to nuzzle and nibble along the youngest's stomach through the thin fabric of his shirt. He wasn't even making contact with his bare skin and it still tickled like crazy. Then Three decided to play dirtier by rubbing his nose over the spot where he knew Peter One's belly button would be.
"SQUEE! THREHEE!"
Meanwhile, Two spidered his hands down to tickle along the youngest's ribs. "Think our dear little brother has learned his lesson yet?"
"YES! IHI SWEAR!"
Peter 3 lifted his head high enough to see the youngest's bright pink face. He looked like a little kid laughing away. A mischievous little kid who had done so much crap to his older brothers. It made the middle Peter draw circles around the littest's belly button. "Hmm, I don't think he really has yet."
"Noho, plehease!" One kicked around again. "Ihi've lehearned. Ihi've chahanged!"
"In five minutes?" Two stopped his attack and smirked down at One. "That is incredibly fast."
Three poked into the youngest's belly button, giving his finger a little shake. "We must be extremely persuasive."
One jolted. "AH! Thehe mohost pehersuasihive."
Two tapped his chin. "Hmm, but will he remember the lesson?"
"Yehes!" One bucked up his hips to try to get the middle's finger out of his belly button. "Gehet ohout ohof thehere!"
"I don't know Three," Two talked over the youngest. "Think he's trustworthy?"
Three finally took his finger out of One's belly button in favor of scratching his chin. He leaned forward to 'study' the youngest's pink tinted face.
One poked out his bottom lip to try to look as 'innocent' as possible to the middle Peter.
In response, Three poked up One's stomach. "Hmm, I don't think he's quiiiite there yet."
Another nervous grin wobbled onto Peter 1's face as new giggles started to return.
"You know what?" Peter 2 joined him in poking One's stomach, working his way out instead of up. "I think you're right."
One's giggles grew even more as they kept up the dual attack on his stomach. They switched between poking and 'drawing' random shapes just to keep him on his toes. "Wahait! Plehease! Ihim sorryhyhy!"
After a pause, Two suddenly yanked the youngest's shirt up. Then immediately, Three dove down to blow raspberries across his skin. Since the middle Peter hadn't had work today, he hadn't shaved. Meaning his stubble was also now scratching along his bare skin.
It made him shriek and cackle and squeal as he he tried to roll out from under his older brothers. Ticklish feelings flared along his skin as every nerve became heightened. He couldn't even beg anymore.
Finally, Three pulled back and Two tugged the youngest's shirt back into place. Meanwhile, One collapsed into a puddle of residual giggles.
"So." Two then placed a hand on either side of Peter 1 before leaning over One's red face. "What did we learn?"
"Yohou guhuys suhuck," Peter 1 muttered.
Three pinched both of his sides.
One squealed and jolted up. "OKAY! Ohokahay. Noho mohore prahanks."
Two pushed himself off. "Atleast not one every day."
Three followed. "Got that right."
One stayed on the floor, one arm plopping down beside him and the other plopping over his eyes. He let out a dramatic groan before falling silent again.
Two sighed heavily. A moment later, he had both of One's arms in his hands and Three had both of his legs. Together, they lifted the youngest up.
Peter One squeaked, breaking into laughter at the ridiculousness of the situation. He let himself get manhandled into the guest room the younger two always used.
The older two then swung Peter One back and forth while counting, "One . . . two . . . three!"
One sailed through the air before landing on his back on the bed, a few remaining giggles sliding out.
"We're washing this green out of our hair." Three pointed a finger toward each of his eyes then turned the fingers out to the youngest. "But we've still got our eyes on you."
"Whatever you shahay grahanpahas," One sassed.
"Watch it," Two warned. "We may just come back for round two."
The youngest squeaked and hid under the blanket, listening to older two chuckle as they walked away. They could be mean if they wanted to.
Summary: Lyla doesn't want Miguel to overwork himself, so she gives a little playful surprise to help him relax.
Lee: Miguel O'Hara
Ler: Lyla
Miguel O’Hara had been working non-stop, deeply focused on his screens as he analyzed multiverse data. Lyla, as usual, was beside him - a small, floating hologram filled with sass and charm. She had noticed Miguel hadn’t taken a break in hours and looked a little more grumpy than usual.
“Miguel, you know what they say about all work and no play?” she teased, popping into his field of vision, hands on her digital hips.
“Lyla, I swear, if this is another one of your-”
“Oh, lighten up, Mr. O’Hara! I got a sweet surprise for you.” With a playful wink, Lyla’s tiny fingers reached out to poke Miguel’s side.
He flinched, a hint of a smile breaking through. “Lyla,” he warned, though his voice held none of its usual intensity.
“Aw, come on, Miggy,” she cooed, diving into a series of light, playful pokes across his sides. He twisted, trying to focus on his work, but a warm chuckle slipped out despite himself.
“Not fair! I didn’t code you for this,” he muttered, feeling a bit ticklish.
“Oh, but you did code me with a sense of humor, remember?” Lyla grinned, dodging his attempts to turn her off. “Besides, laughter is sweet medicine. And you’re overdue!"
Miguel’s eyes narrowed, but the corners of his mouth betrayed him with a small, reluctant smile. “Lyla… don’t even think about it.”
“Too late!” she sang, diving in for another series of quick, poking motions up his sides. This time, Miguel’s laugh burst out more freely, deep and warm, a sound that Lyla rarely got to hear.
“Hahaha, okay, stohop it!” he managed between laughs, twisting away but finding no escape from her tiny, relentless pokes.
“Stop it? Oh, no, you don’t get to act like the big, tough boss and then squirm away when things get sweet!” Lyla teased, her giggles mixing with his laughter.
Miguel tried to glare at her, but his laughter only made him look more like a gentle giant than an intimidating Spider-Man. He threw his head back, laughing even louder as Lyla playfully tickled along his ribs, her small fingers somehow finding the perfect spots to make him break character.
"Ahahaha Ly-Lylaahaha, quit ihihit!" The tough man was beginning to break down, and he couldn't afford anyone to finding out about his weakness.
"Promise me you'll take a break and I'll stop," she asked, knowing all too well he'd be a pain to work with if he's overworked.
"Nahaha fine! Fihihine! I'll t-take a breheak!"
The tickling came to a stop, Miguel huffing out a breath, and glaring at Lyla, "You better not do that again. I'll reprogram you."
"Ohh you love me, don't act like that was all that bad."
The man rolls his eyes, though she wasn't entirely wrong, he thought.
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Summary: Peter had a hard day at school and comes to Tony for a hug, but that hug becomes ticklish.
It was a long day. Flash was going on his nerves again, the food in the cafeteria was horrible and failed the english lit test. All in all it wasn't a very good day and all he wanted to do was hug Tony. Tony was always able to brighten his day.
When the elevator finally reached the common area where Tony was sitting on the couch and working on his Stark pad he felt a tad bit releaved.
"Hey Tony" he said tiredly, making his way over to Tony.
"Hey kiddo" Tony replied putting down the Stark pad. He immediately noticed that Peter wasn't really in a good mood and opened his arms.
Peter dumped his bag on the floor and fell onto the couch where he instantly crawled into Tony's arms. He hugged Tony around the middle and buried his face into his chest, sighing deeply.
Tony winded his arms around him as well, one of his arms coming around his back, the other cupping the back of his head. He kissed the top of his head and then buried his face in the unruly curls, feeling content with finally being able to hold his kid again. The latter completely melting against him.
They held each other for a little while before Tony spoke up again.
"You had a long day bambino?" he asked rubbing Peter's back.
"Yeah, but I can finally hug you, so it's fine" he explained making Tony smile.
"I love you tesoro"
"Love you too Dad"
Tony's heart fluttered at the name, he still couldn't believe this perfect kid was his.
"What do you say if we order pizza and watch a movie?"
"Sounds good" he replied, still snuggled against Tony's chest.
"And can we make a sleepover on the couch?"
"No, we will go to bed later. My back can't take sleeping on the couch all night."
"Because you're old and fragile?" Peter asked cheekily.
Tony narrowed his eyes and pinched his side, making Peter squeak "What have I told you about calling me old?"
"That you getting sensitive about it in your old age?" Peter sassed.
"Oh, now your just asking for it" Tony kept one arm around him to keep him from escaping and the other dug into Peter's side, squeezing up to his ribs and down to his hips.
Peter laughed and squeaked, squirming in his arms, but not stopping him.
He moved his hand up into Peter's armpit, mercilessly digging into the sensitive flesh, making Peter shriek and throw his head back int his chest, laughing himself silly.
On top of that Tony decided to be a bit mean and leaned down into his neck, blowing a big raspberry and rubbing his beard in, making it extra ticklish.
Peter squealed, scrunching up his shoulders, laughing even harder
Tony continued to claw at his armpit and blew raspberry after raspberry into his neck, driving him absolutely mad.
When he seemed adequately out of breath, Tony let up, letting him relax.
"That was so unfair"
"Yeah, but you enjoyed it" Tony said smirking down at him.
Peter blushed and hid his face in Tony's chest, mumbling something under his breath.
Tony only laughed and pulled him closer, kissing his forehead.
"Come on, I'll order us pizza and you take a shower and put on something comfy and then we can watch Star Wars to your hearts content"
"Ok" Peter said cheerily making his way to his room, excited and happy to spend time with his dad.
Tony smiled to himself, now that was the Peter he knew and loved. A ray of sunshine brightening his whole world.
Tony is trying to upgrade one of his suits when he hears a certain someone hop in the lab.
“Hey Mr. Stark!“
“Hey kid,what do ya need“ He asked,still trying to work.
“Nothing.“ He said,being obvious that he wants something.
“I know you want something,you can tell me its not like I’ll lash out at you.“ Peter was embarassed because he never usually comes to Tony when he wants attention.
“Really, it’s nothing. I just came to see what you were doing. “
“I’m just working on a suit upgrade.” He said,trying to get Peter to tell him what he wants by not talking about it. Peter usually doesn’t tell Tony what he wants right away because he doesn’t wanna bother him or anything,but he eventually tells him if they’re just standing/sitting there.
“Why don’t you go hang out with Harley?” He asked,thinking that would get him to talk.
“I’m good.” He said seriously. Tony turned around to look at him.
“Okay seriously kid,I know you want something. Just tell me,it hurts that you don’t feel comfortable telling me.”
“It’s not that I don’t feel comfortable,it’s just… 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀...“ He whispered the last part.
“What was that last part?“ He asked,while Peters face was turning red as a tomato.
“It’s embarrassing!“ He raised his voice a little. Tony laughed a little,
“Juhust tell me.“ Tony patted his head but accidentally touched his neck while pulling his hand back.
“EEP!“ Peter jumped back like 1 foot away. Tony thought for a moment and then it hit him.
“Peter,are you tihicklish?“
“No!“ He said defensingly. Peters ears and neck have now turned red along with his face.
“Then whyhy are you so rehed?” He laughed,knowing he’s lying.
“It’s just hohot!” Peter said,his face burning with embarrassment. Tony snickers,
“Sure sure,then you wouldn’t mind if I tested it out right?” He said teasingly. If it were possible,Peters face would’ve turned even more red.
“Uh,I think I gotta go,I’ve already over-stayed my visit!” Peter blurts out,already sprinting away from Tony. Before he could even get a foot away from him,he feels a hand wrap around his arm,yanking him backwards.
“Oh no you don’t you little twerp!” He knocked him down to the floor and pinned his arms above his head.
“You wouldn’t lie to me right Peter?~” He teases with a poke to his side.
“EEK!” He squealed with a rather unmanly voice. Tony then squeezed his side.
“StoHOhop!” He hoped this stopped as soon as possible,or did he?
“I thought you said you weren’t ticklish Pete~” Tony was now lightly scribbling his hip.
“I’m noHOOO-“ Tony drilled his finger into Peter’s middle rib.
“You wanna finish that sentence?” He teased,making Peter squeal. As he started to get to his top rib, Peter’s laugh was getting higher.
“TohoHO clohOse!” Tony stopped and Peter was just lying there with heavy breathing and light giggles.
“Does someone have a tickle spot there?~” He teased like he was teasing a toddler. Peter’s bright blush rushed to his ears and neck, looking anywhere but Tony’s eyes.
“I think they doooo~” Peter’s blush got darker,
“And that someone is, you~” He started digging into Peter’s underarms, making him laugh like crazy, his eyes squeezed shut.
“NAHAHAHAHAHAAAA” He screamed, Bucky was a little near where they were, so he was alerted and rushed to the lab.
“What happened?!-“ He was surprised to what he saw. Tony looked up, noticing him,
“Oh hey Buck! Just trying to get this little bug to talk.” He says, now scribbling lightly. Bucky immediately pulls out his phone and starts recording.
“Just tell me what you want so bad~” He’s enjoying this just as much as Peter, and so is Bucky.
“EHEHEHEHEEEEE” He squirms, knowing he couldn’t get away. Even if he was trying.
“I am SO showing this to the whole tower later!” Bucky says making Peter try to look up at him.
“NOHOHOHO” Bucky smiles down at him sinisterly. He squeals when Tony starts poking and prodding at his sides.
“StOhOhOhOp!” He laughs, hoping this wouldn’t end as soon as he thought he would. But then Tony starts digging at Peter’s hips.
“AHahAh! 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵” He stops, his jaw hanging wide open while also smiling. And Bucky is just laughing his ass off in the back.
“Thahahat is a nehehew souhond.” Peter lies there with his face as red as a tomato. Giggles still spilling out of his mouth.
“Sh-shuhut uhup man!” He says while pushing his face. Bucky stops recording and runs away still laughing,
“Saham! Hey Samhm!”
“Noho! Mr.Stahark get ohoff so I can get hihim!” Peter laughs, trying to get up.
“Sorry, no can do.” He says, then starts digging into his sides.
“NoHoHo! Mr.StAHahark!” Tony ignores him and keeps going.
“You stihill haven’t told me whyhy you can into my lahab!” He laughs, making Peter cover his blushy face.
“Dohont cover your cuhute little fahace!” He says, then tickling his underarms.
“NOHOHOHOHOHO!!” He really didn’t want to tell him why since he was so embarrassed, plus he didn’t really want this to end either.
“You gonna tell me why now?” But then again, he couldn’t STAND the teasing.
“OKAYAY OKAYAY ILL TAHAHAHALK!” Tony stops, looking at him with a teasing questioning look. Peter lays there giggling trying to catch his breath.
“Ihi just.. wahanted attention…” He whispered the last part.
“What was that?”
“I wanted attention!” He yells, with bright blush on his face. Tony chuckles with an adored look on him.
“You could’ve juhust asked bahambino.” He lets up, with Peter covering his face in a tiny ball.
“You have nohothing to be embarrassed about Pete.” He smiles at him. Peter slowly uncovers his VERY blushy face.
“I didn’t wanna bug you..” He says quietly, making Tony’s heart break from adorable-ness.
“Yohou could never bug mehe bud. That’s vehery adorable.” Peter’s blush darkens.
After that, they come upstairs to find Bucky and Sam laughing at Bucky’s phone and hearing Peter’s loud laugh coming from it. God, they were gonna tease him so bad for this.
