#stomach tickling

[scarlet-ticklish-tv]

Ticklish girl

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Tickletober 15: Trapped in clothing

Changing clothes is hard enough when you have wings. Last thing Salem needs is an additional challenge.

Wait, no. I lied. Yes he does.

[widowsistersandfriends]

Cramping

Request: I'm on my period right now, can you write a fic involving period cramps? Maybe not Natasha or Yelena having them since they don't get periods

Note: Thank you for this request! I'm not sure why, but tumblr lost this ask, but this was what I remember it being about, so I hope I got it right!

Word Count: 1070

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Kate was currently lying down on the couch in the Avenger’s House. It was day one of her period, which was always the worst for her. All she wanted was for her cramps to go away. She had taken some medicine earlier, but her symptoms persisted. 

However, the one good thing that came from these kinds of days was that Yelena would always be nice to her. For one day each month, the blonde would help cook her meals, take care of her, and save her pranks for the following week. 

“Do you need a heating pad?” Yelena asked, walking over to her with one in her hands. 

“Sure, thanks.” Kate accepted it, enjoying the warmth that it brought.

Yelena also brought over a glass of water and sat down on the couch with her.

“You’re so lucky you don’t have to experience this,” Kate said.

“You do realize I don’t have them because my organs were ripped out of me right?” Yelena looked at her with ridicule. 

“I know, I’m sorry. I just wish I didn’t have my period, but I know what you went through was a thousand times worse,” Kate sighed.

“Do you want a massage to help your cramps?” Yelena offered.

Kate hesitated a bit before answering. “Maybe…I guess nothing else has worked so far.”

“You’re not going to freak out, are you?” Yelena questioned.

“Freak out?”

“Well, you’re super ticklish, I thought maybe you’d flail if I touched your stomach,” the blonde giggled. 

“I wouldn’t do that! As long as you’re not purposely trying to tickle me,” Kate insisted. 

“I’ll try not to.” Yelena grinned.

“I don’t trust you,” Kate said, as Yelena gently placed her hands on her lower waist.

“Is this good?” The blonde asked, as Kate flinched from the initial touch.

“It’s fine.”

“Okay,” Yelena said, beginning to gently knead the girl’s waist.

This time, Yelena wasn’t purposely trying to tickle her, but she couldn’t help but laugh at the brunette’s attempt to not giggle.

Kate kept her hands close by, ready to push Yelena away the moment it became too much. 

The blonde put a little bit more pressure, which caused Kate to squeal and push her hands away.

“Yelena!”

“What? I didn’t do anything. Would you rather me spider my fingers over your waist?” Yelena teasingly threatened. 

“No!”

Natasha had just walked into the room, since the two girls had woken her up from her nap with their bickering.

“What’s going on?” The redhead asked.

“I’m helping Kate with her cramps by giving her a massage, but she won’t sit still,” Yelena explained.

Natasha chuckled and sat down on the nearby armchair. 

“That’s because you’re not doing it right. You’re supposed to be firm so that it doesn’t tickle,” Kate said.

“Fine,” the blond responded, putting much more pressure.

Kate sighed in relief, as it was now helping her cramps diminish much more than any other method had. 

However, much like any repetitive touch, it was bound to start to tickle for her.

“Okay! I don’t have any more cramps,” Kate insisted, as Yelena looked at her skeptically. 

“No, I think I still need to help you,” the blonde said, grinning as she now kneaded her waist with the intention of tickling her.

“YELEHEHENA! STAHAHAP!”

“But this is more fun,” the blonde responded.

“YOHOU PROMIHISED TO BEHEHE NIHICE!” Kate pushed Yelena’s hands away.

“Yelena…” Natasha warned her. As protective as the redhead was over her younger sister, she wasn’t afraid to step in when Yelena bullied Kate. 

“What, Natasha? I’m just having a little fun with the puppy.”

“IHIHIM NOHOHOT A PUPPY!” Kate retorted, still laughing from Yelena tickling her sides.

With that, Natasha got up swiftly off the chair and pulled Yelena to the other end of the couch.

“How dare you tickle her when she’s suffering on her period,” Natasha tsked, pulling her younger sister into a bear hug and trapping her arms with one hand. With her other, she skittered her fingers across the blonde’s torso, causing her to shriek and kick in protest. 

“NOHOHOHO NAHAHAT!”

Natasha always found it endearing when her sister called her Nat instead of Natasha, even if it was because she was laughing too hard to get her full name out.

“I’m just returning the favor! You were being so nice to Kate, I felt that you should receive some love too,” Natasha teased, leaning in to blow a raspberry on the side of her neck.

“Eeeek!” The blonde shrieked, curling up and feeling her ears turn red.

Kate was now sitting upright against the other end of the couch, giggling at the torment Yelena was suffering. 

“You’re really ticklish,” Kate commented.

Yelena told her to shut up and cursed at her through her laughter. The blonde was also struggling to reach Natasha’s feet, but her arms were stuck in her sister’s grasp. 

“You want to tickle my feet? Go ahead and try,” Natasha said, releasing Yelena’s arms, but using both of her hands to tickle in Yelena’s armpits. 

The blonde squealed, clamping her arms down. This didn’t stop her sister, as her nails kept wiggling. Anytime Yelena would try to reach out to tickle Natasha’s feet, the redhead would tickle her faster, causing her to shriek and retract her hand. It was a fun little game for both of them.

“LEHEHET ME GOHO!” Yelena shouted, nearly falling off the couch when Natasha tickled her ribs. 

“I don’t know, this is really fun,” Natasha pondered. Yelena then broke out of her grasp and quickly scrambled to sit on Natasha’s legs. With that, she began to tickle her sister’s feet, eliciting loud laughter from her.

“NOHOHO PLEHEHEASE IHIHIM SOHORRY!”

“Apologizing so quickly? Who are you?” Yelena asked, teasingly, as her sister was lost in laughter. 

Yelena was within reach and wasn’t paying attention, so Kate took a risk and poked the blonde in the ribs, causing her to jump and temporarily stop tickling Natasha.

That wasn’t very wise, Kate Bishop,” Yelena said, reaching over to squeeze her knees. Kate kicked and screamed, regretting her mistake instantly.

However, the laughing had actually helped her take her mind off of her pain, which in turn helped her cramps feel better temporarily. It also helped that she was distracted by Yelena being tickled. It was great entertainment. 

After Yelena’s slight victory over Kate, she was once again put in her place by Natasha until she surrendered. 

[main-et-plume]

[bearhugz]

Some teasy tummy squeezes~~

[ticklishlasquadra]

Liar, Liar (OC tickle fic)

So it was only matter of time before I wrote something with some of my OCs, so here’s just a lil upper-body (tummy) tickle fic featuring my bby boy Sue and my bby girl Anya. Sue is shy and has a crush on Anya. Anya is oblivious and adorable.

Or alternately, Sue should probably wear different clothes if he doesn’t want tickles.

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It was at that moment that Sue knew he wouldn’t make it to the end of the day. No, he would surely do something stupid and would die of sheer embarrassment. Sue should’ve known Gigi was going to pull something like this.

Today’s movie night was supposed to be with the entire group. But for some reason, just as Anya arrived at Sue’s place, KC said he couldn’t make it. Then Elias said the same thing. It was when Gigi texted him “cant make it, have fun, you two! ;)” that Sue realized this definitely was some sort of set up.

Not that hanging out with just Anya was a problem. Quite the opposite, really. But Anya was just so sweet and gentle and pretty, and Sue was…Sue. Awkward, quiet, painfully shy. He knew he harbored some sort of feelings for his friend, but he made sure to keep that under wraps. Or at least he tried to. Emphasis on the word ‘tried’.

“Sue? Are you alright?”

Sue was jerked out of his thoughts as Anya sat down next to him on the couch, offering a bowl of popcorn.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” Sue nodded, trying not to sound too distracted. “Uh, I was thinking you could pick the movie, if you wanted to.”

Anya smiled and he could swear he felt his stomach flutter. “You sure? You might end up having to watch a Disney movie or a crappy romcom.”

Sue shrugged before handing Anya the remote. “Go ahead, it’s all yours.”

The woman took the remote and happily began looking through one of the streaming services on Sue’s tv. In the corner of Sue’s eyes, he watched Anya, making sure it wasn’t obvious. She looked so excited to pick a movie for the two of them. It was a lovely look on her.

Anya ended up picking one of the older Disney movies, always a fan of the classics. She started the movie and leaned back into the couch, getting comfortable against the back cushion. Sue wasn’t huge on Disney movies or anything, but he was happy to see Anya happy, so his opinion didn’t matter.

However, it didn’t take long for Sue to get fidgety. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence, especially when he was nervous like he was now.

“Still okay?” Anya asked with another bright smile. “You look kind of…uncomfortable.”

“No, no, not at all! Just, uh, trying to get comfy, that’s all,” Sue insisted, not wanting Anya to think she did anything wrong.

With a soft giggle, Anya opened her arms. “Here, c’mere! Gigi said I’m pretty comfortable.”

Sue’s face flushed a bright pink. Was she seriously asking him to sit in her lap? Their other friends didn’t have any issues being that close to Anya, so why should he?

Biting back his anxiety, Sue slowly nodded and carefully, so carefully crawled into Anya’s lap. He immediately felt small. Anya was pretty tall, clocking in at about 6’0, much taller than Sue, who was about 5’6. Sue was also lanky, while Anya was a little more broad. Still, it was a nice feeling.

“Th-thanks,” Sue stuttered, trying to mask his nerves with a cough.

Anya flashed another brilliant smile and gently wrapped her arms around Sue’s midsection, holding him to her with his back against her chest. “Let me know whenever you wanna get up.”

“Yeah, of course.”

The two’s attention went back to the movie, at least Anya’s did. Sue was having an inner crisis in his mind. He’d hugged Anya many times before, but this was the first time he was ever this close to her for more than just a few seconds. It was simultaneously the best and worst thing of his life.

Sensing Sue was starting to overthink as usual, Anya lightly brushed her fingertips over his bare stomach. He immediately squeaked, his body tensing.

“Sorry, did I do something?” Anya asked, playing dumb.

Sue cleared his throat and shook his head. “Nah, you’re good.”

Anya hummed before repeating the action. “Aren’t you kind of cold wearing those tops that show off your stomach all the time?” she asked playfully, fingers starting to skitter in a circle.

Sue tried not to squirm as giggles fell from his lips. “H-hehehehey!”

Anya giggled too, loving the way something so small could make the usually serious man turn into a silly mess. “That wasn’t an answer,” she said, using her long, manicured nails to tease at the spot where Sue’s ribs met his stomach.

Sue couldn’t help the way he arched up into her touch, giggles turning into full on laughter. “Ahahahahanya!! Dohohohon’t!” he exclaimed, but as much as he tried to twist away, Anya’s arms kept in him place.

“You’re awfully wiggly for someone who told everyone in the group chat that you weren’t ticklish,” Anya teased.

The man inwardly cursed, as he thought that would deter his friends from trying to tickle him. “I’m nohohohot!”

Anya gasped softly, her hands suddenly stopping. “I think you’re lying…and you know what happens to liars?” she asked innocently.

Sue’s cheeks only darkened. He’d heard this one before whenever the group of them would have to resort to ticklishly unconventional methods to get KC to go to sleep after pulling multiple all-nighters. Still, Sue shook his head like he had no idea.

“Well,” Anya spoke as if she was speaking about something as mundane as the weather. “Liars get…”

A pause.

“Tickled!”

Before Sue could say anything, Anya’s nails were back on his stomach, this time at a much quicker pace. Sue burst into laughter, trying not to kick his feet as he had to sit there and take whatever Anya did to him.

Anya’s nails felt like millions of little bugs on crawling on his stomach and it was driving Sue insane.

“Ahahahahanya, dohohohon’t, I-!”

His words were cut off when he felt his friend’s hands moving, one just above his stomach and one just under. Without any hesitation, Anya tickled and tickled and tickled those spots like crazy.

“ANYA, plehehehease!” Sue whined through his squeals.

“Please what?” Anya’s fingers slowed to a teasing pace. That was almost even worse.

“Plehehehehease, mehehehehercy!”

Anya tilted her head in thought. “Hmmm…not until you tell me the truth,” she decided.

“Whahahahat??”

“Tell me the truth, tell me that you’re ticklish, silly!” Anya usually wasn’t so forward or teasing, Sue briefly wondered if she had taken some inspiration from Gigi or Elias.

Sue was about to deny it. He was ready to argue. But then Anya’s fingers went over his navel and he was gone.

“Fihihihihine, I’m-! I’m tihihihicklish!! Anya, plehehehease!” Sue begged, his nerves feeling all kinds of electric.

Anya finally stopped, letting the man catch his breath. “Sorry, Sue, I didn’t go too far, did I?” she asked, a smile on her lips but slight worry in her voice.

Sue quickly shook his head, chest slowly rising up and down as he the giggles subsided. “N-no, no. Just uh…didn’t expect you to do that.”

Anya gave Sue a loose hug, giving the option for him to pull away if he wanted to. However, he made no movements to leave her lap.

“You’re so cute,” Anya chirped, and Sue thought his brain short circuited for a brief moment.

What should he even say to that? Thanks? You too? He started to overthink yet again before Anya’s voice pierced his thoughts.

“So, honestly, do you get cold wearing these shirts?” She punctuated the question with a small tap to Sue’s stomach, making him flinch.

“No, not really.”

“Hmm, maybe I could find a shirt like that for myself!”

And once more, Sue’s mind short circuited.

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Tickletober 7: Squeaks and Squeals

"Are you sure you aren't a squeaky toy? Because the sounds you are making me think otherwise..."

A little playful payback to @candytkls by borrowing her little Birb!

[probablynotguy]

After a long, stressful day of work I'd love to come home and have someone offer me their tummy to rest my head on. I'd give them a gentle tummy massage and occasional tummy kisses as they played with my hair.

Rest and gentle tickles are a perfect combo.