#ler! gwen stacy

[womanofwords]

Miles and Kilometres

"Interesting. Very interesting," Peter B. Parker said, looking between Miles Morales from Earth 1610 and Miles Morales from Earth 42.

"Two sides of the same coin," Pavitr mused.

"Dude, could you not?" 1610 Miles asked.

"Prick," 42 Miles scoffed.

"Hey, be nice to Pav, erm . . . Miles?" Gwen said, looking at both versions of Miles Morales. "We can't call you both Miles."

"Even though you are both Miles," Hobie said. "So, what we callin' you, then?"

"Our Miles is Miles, and the other one is called Kilometres," Peter joked. 42 Miles scoffed.

"I am not answering to Kilometres," 42 Miles scoffed.

"This one's just a ray of sunshine, ain't he?" Hobie remarked, jerking a thumb towards 42 Miles.

"Yeah, you need to lighten up," Peter B. Parker said, poking 42 Miles in the ribs. 42 Miles let out a squeak and stumbled forwards. "You OK, kid?"

"Don't . . . ever . . . touch there," 42 Miles said, glaring at the floor. "It's - it's weird."

1610 Miles snickered. "What, buddy? What's wrong? Did you become so much of an edgelord that you forgot that you could be ticklish?"

"I-I'm not!" 42 Miles snapped, blushing harder.

"You're adorable!" Pavitr cooed. "You're trying your best to be super tough and you're just so cute!"

"You shut up, you - HEY!" 42 Miles' words were cut off by Hobie grabbing him and holding him close.

"'E's got a point, ya know," Hobie said. "Wonder what'd 'appen if . . ." He poked 42 Miles in the ribs, and he giggled. "It worked!" 1610 Miles openly laughed, while 42 Miles looked at his interdimensional counterpart like an angry wet cat.

"Don't be so smug, buddy," Peter said, poking 1610 Miles in the same spot. He jumped and clung to the ceiling. It was 42 Miles' turn to laugh openly.

"So they're both ticklish, eh?" Gwen teased, wriggling her fingers. Behind her, Hobie cracked his knuckles and Pavitr began stretching. 42 Miles and 1610 Miles leaned back in horror.

"We should go," 42 Miles said.

"Yes, we should," 1610 Miles agreed. By the time he even put one foot forward, Pavitr had already wrapped him up in a mess of bangles and webbing. 42 Miles was already hog-tied to Hobie's guitar.

"How did you do that?" Gwen asked, staring at Hobie and 42 Miles.

"Anarchy," Hobie said.

"Put me down!" 42 Miles snapped.

"Nope!" Pavitr said, dragging 1610 Miles and 42 Miles into an empty room full of gadgets.

"What are you even doing?" Peter asked.

"Um . . . running some tests!" Gwen said, as the spider-teens rushed away.

"What sort of tests are you pendejos even running?" 42 Miles asked.

"Well, Miles got bitten by the spider, while Kilometres didn't. I want to see if both of them are still as sensitive as the other one is," Gwen said.

"You're just going to spend all day tickling us both," 42 Miles said.

"Sure, why not?" Hobie said, grabbing at 42 Miles' stomach. The teenage Prowler alternated between cursing in Spanish and squeaking when Hobie's long fingers found a sweet spot. Gwen did the same to 1610 Miles, who was actually laughing.

"It seems the spider bite did make him more ticklish!" Pavitr giggled. "How interesting!"

"MAYBE FOR YOU!" 1610 Miles snapped. Admittedly, it was hard to tell because he was laughing so hard. 42 Miles was too busy holding in his laughter, his cheeks filling with air and giving him the impression of an angry chipmunk with his mouth full.

"This one's stubborn, Pav," Hobie called out. Wanna help out?"

"Yes!" Pavitr started squeezing 42 Miles' armpits almost experimentally. And 42 Miles exploded.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 42 Miles screamed, everything bursting out of him.

"And we have liftoff!" Pavitr celebrated. "Miles is more ticklish, but Kilometres is better at holding it in!"

"DON'T CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHALL ME THAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 42 Miles laughed.

"Hey, put them down and let 'em go," Peter said. "This is not helping either of them in the slightest."

"Fine," Gwen sighed, signalling to Pavitr to pull 1610 Miles out of the webbing. Hobie started cutting 42 Miles out at the same time.

"Now, send the other Miles home to get some rest," Peter ordered.

"I'll handle it," Hobie said. Just before he pushed 42 Miles through a portal to his universe, he whispered something into the Prowler's ear. 1610 Miles saw a glimpse of a terrified expression before he went through the portal.

"What did you say to him?" 1610 Miles asked, when he was alone with Hobie.

"I told him that if we ever found him messing with any kind of Spidey, we'd bring him back and find every ticklish spot he had," Hobie said casually.

1610 Miles' eyes went wide. "Oh."

"But I'd have to compare them to yours to be safe."

"What are they doing to each other?" Miguel asked.

"Hobie is tickling Miles Morales," Lyla reported.

"Of course that's what they're doing. Are there are earplugs around?"

"Nope!"

Miguel groaned. "Ay, dios mio."

[gaybananabread]

TickleTober Day 10 - Ghost

@hexalianrebel-blackfeathers Kinda went in a fun direction with this prompt! I figured I could make a buncha fun ghost puns with Spot as the ler, and I’d like to see a few more fics where he gets to mess around with the spider kids. Thank you again for all the fun requests! As always, I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Gwen

Ler: Spot

Summary: Gwen gets caught up by The Spot, trying to get back some stolen parts. Spot, not wanting to be caught, retaliates. He doesn’t want to hurt the young hero, though, so he finds a laughable alternative.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

“C’mon Spot! You know how this ends, just give it up!”

Gwen swung on one of her webs, quickly thwipping another and twisting away when a hole went flying at her. That fight with Spot had been going on for a half hour now; she was getting tired. Still, she dodged every attack, finding new ways to zip behind him and try to land a shot. 

“Man, you really are just like a ghost, not making it easy on me! I guess you picked a good name!” The so-so villain wasn’t trying all that hard. He had grown somewhat of a soft spot for the arachnid heroes, never giving their fights his all. Still, he left them with a few bruises. The guy had a reputation to maintain, afterall. 

Not the jokes again… She grunted, trying to land a few more shots of web fluid on him. The dalmatian-esque villain was surprisingly slippery, using his portals to catch the webs and send them who knows where. He had definitely gotten better with his powers. 

He snickered, sending more and more little portal holes her way. “Gotta say, your spirit is pretty impressive! You really don’t give up.” Spot knew how to play their game; it just needed some pizazz. By pizazz, he meant telling arguably funny jokes. For this particular bug, ghost jokes seemed to piss her off the most. So, of course, he told plenty. 

“Shut up and hold still!” The joke got to her a bit more than she’d have liked to admit. Gwen lost her cool, abandoning a bit of her regular caution to try and catch him. She charged him, sloppily shooting out a few webs as backup.

Really? He had thought it would be at least sort of hard to get under her skin. Maybe she’s having a rough day. Either way, left her wide open for him to nab her.

Spot shot out two portals, one to distract, and one to detain. Gwen dodged the first one, but the second caught her off guard. She ended up with her arms stuck out in front of her, keeping her from moving anything other than her legs. The spotted villain came up behind her, deciding on a new game. One to both entertain him and distract her from getting back the dinky computer parts he stole.

Snickering right in her ear, Spot came up behind her, hovering his hands over her sides. “We’re gonna play a little game I like to call…hide and shriek.” He tasered her sides, his chuckling only getting more smug as he heard her squeak and muffle giggles. “I’m taking us on a little trip. Don’t want anyone else getting wind of our fun.”

A spot was sent out from his chest, enveloping the both of them. He had portaled them to an old warehouse. Spot may have been a bad guy, but he wouldn’t publicly embarrass her. True, he was gonna wreck the hero’s shit, but he wouldn’t do it around people that would use the info against her… well, in a much worse way than he was about to..

The portal around her hands slipped off before disappearing. Gwen backed up, the bug-eyes on her mask wide, curious and…something that could be read as excitement. Spot chuckled, but decided not to tease her on it. “Better get going, ghostie…”

The teen didn’t need any more persuasion. She bolted, using her webs to catapult herself up and away from Spot. He was planning on counting to ten, but the chase just seemed too fun. Barely five seconds passed before he started to search for her. 

Gwen zoomed through the old facility, trying to find a way out. On any other occasion, she wouldn’t have run, instead going after Spot. But right then.. She was in an unfamiliar place, Spot knew one of her main weaknesses, and she wasn’t sure how much web fluid she had left. Pretty much, everything in her screamed to run.

Things weren’t looking too good for her. Spot had a pretty good idea of where the young hero was headed, portaling around to try and find her. Every Time he’d get close, she’d shoot away on a web and leave him in the dust. She was fast, he’d give her that. “You know you can’t win this, little spider! This place is one of my oldest haunts, I know it like the back of my hand!” 

Seriously? How many ghost jokes can one guy have? Gwen found a small storage area, filled with crates and an old, dysfunctional crane. Perfect hiding place. The spiderling quickly ducked into the crane’s cockpit, hiding between the seat and the floor. It wasn’t awesome, but it was better than being caught…

Spot chuckled as he portaled into the storage room, seeing the long strand of web hanging from the ceiling. “Awfully big spiders, eh? Better get pest control in here.” He made yet another terrible joke. They weren’t even funny, but to her anxious and giddy mind, it was horrid. Every joke meant he was one step closer.

The villain sent out a few dozen spots, leaving them in random places throughout the room. His plan is to find her, let her think she slipped by him, and snatch her up in a few portals. It was strangely well-thought-out, for one of his plans.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are~!” Spot looked behind the crates, letting his feet slap against the warehouse floor as loud as possible. He knew Gwen was somewhere in the room, he just had to find her. 

He combed through the room, checking everywhere. Behind each crate, the rafters, even pulling a few of the crates open. He knew she was probably in the crane, but where’s the fun in just finding her right away? Gotta build up the anticipation. 

Gwen was getting antsy. True, she didn’t outright want to be caught, but…she didn’t wanna just leave. That would be letting a villain get away with…computer parts? She couldn’t really remember what he stole, the anticipation getting to her. At she was safe for the-

“Gotcha!”

A hand grabbed her arm, trying to yank her out from the crane’s cockpit. She panicked, predictably shooting out a web and trying to get up into the rafters. What she didn’t expect was to immediately get trapped in a few of his stupid portals. 

Shoot shoot shoot…

Gwen thrashed around, tugging at her restrained limbs. She could feel her hands and feet moving, but…they were nowhere to be found. Spot had managed to catch her off guard, trapping her hands and feet in four of his black holes. She was completely stuck, and pretty much defenseless.

“Well well well, what have we here?” Ugh, so cheesy… Spot was right behind her, his slightly nasally voice teasing her. He had known she would get caught, the bastard. This was actually a plan…and it worked. Maybe he had been getting better at the whole “evil dude” thing. 

He went behind her, thankfully leaving her mask on her face. “Too bad your plan to ghost me failed...” He knew they were younger than him by a few good years. Best guess, she was 16 or 17. Still, he didn’t want to know that for sure. These kids deserve their secret identities. 

Suddenly, ten fingers danced across her sides. Gwen squealed, bubbly laughter unwillingly pouring from her lips. “Sh-shihiHIHIT! GEHEhehet ohoff mehehe!” 

“Woah, watch the profanities there, Casper. We’re a family friendly hero-villain pair!” Did he Google bad ghost jokes before the fight? Gwen twisted and turned, tugging at her portal-trapped arms as she tried and failed to stop her laughter. “STOHOP WIHITH THE bahahad johokes!”

He gasped dramatically, stopping his fingers for a moment. He came around to the front of her, hands on his hips. “Bad jokes?! I worked hard on memorizing those joke articles, thank you very much!” So he did look up jokes…

In retaliation to her “hurtful” command, he dug his fingers into her stomach, hoping it was just as ticklish as her sides. He was not disappointed. “NAHAHA- SPOHOHOT! GEHET OHOFF!”

He chuckled lightly, shaking his head. How ticklish are these kids? “And you said my jokes aren’t funny. Look at how hard you’re laughing! I’m hilarious.”

A groan broke through her laughter, his dumb teases making everything worse. She distantly wondered where her feet and hands were, knowing the portals had to spit them out somewhere. But mainly? She was thinking of how much it tickled. 

Gwen really wished she’d put more padding in her suit. The thinner fabric was practical, made flipping and twisting through the city easier. It did not, however, protect her very well, especially from this villain’s wiggling fingers. “JUHUST- QUHIHIHIT!” 

Now, normally, he would’ve stopped there. But this time…well, she did insult his jokes. That deserved a bit of extra retribution, no? He moved his fingers up to her armpits, drilling his bony fingers into her hollows. Her response made her cheeks heat in embarrassment, the noise one she would forever deny. Gwen Stacy snorted. 

“Ohoho, that was fun. Mind letting me hear it again?” Spot dug back into her underarms, and she had no choice but to comply. Miles constantly picked at her about the noise, but to have Spot do it? Indescribably embarrassing.

His jokes really weren’t helping, either. “That’s the spirit!” If he had a mouth, Gwen would duct-tape it shut. Spot had the humor of a middle-aged father, and he abused that fact. It also didn’t help that he apparently knew how to tickle the snot out of them.

Gwen could feel tears of mirth gathering in the corners of her eyes, extra glad that Spot hadn’t removed her mask. Her bright red face and teary eyes are something she would never live down. “P-PLEHEHEASE! NOHO MOHOHORE!” 

Okay, time to stop. He removed his hands from her torso, backing up a safe distance before releasing her limbs. The portals spit out her hands and feet before closing, dropping the giggly teen to the ground. Spot crossed his arms, chuckling as the spider woman tried to regain her breath. It was kinda fun.

Of course, he had to get one more joke in. “Ya know, I needed this. Really raised my spirits.” That got him a web to the face-hole. He wiped away the goop, making a portal over to her and nudging her side. She swiped at him; his hand quickly darted back into the portal. Yep, she was fine. 

And by fine, he meant about ready to try and capture him again. “Welp, this has been fun. See you around, ghostie.” Spot slipped into a portal, leaving her in the warehouse…alone. Where even was the exit?

Then, as if on cue, a big red “EXIT” light flickered above a nearby doorway. Seriously…?

She pushed the door open, still feeling the giddy buzz in her chest. The bright sunlight of her dimension was a stark difference to the deeper, saturated colors from inside the warehouse. Gwen adjusted her mask, rubbing at her concealed, blushing cheeks. Stupid Spot…

She didn’t totally hate it, though…

Ugh. Gwen shot out a web, flipping up and scanning the city for any signs of the cow-print thief. To be honest, she wasn’t really looking. Her mind was much more focused on what happened a few seconds prior. How did he know? Wait…oh, Miles…

At least he probably got it too. She swung between the buildings, her mind racing with possible payback and diversion ideas. But those stupid ghost jokes… those took corny to a whole new level. She’d have to get some jokes of her own in order. With a special punchline…

[lopsicle]

Writing while your tired is hard :( but tickletober is worth it, as long as you all keep enjoying my fics and I have an excuse to write! There may be some days that I end up missing though, mainly because I don’t like the prompt too much, anyway

British ‘people’ are liars

Tickletober Day 5: I’m not ticklish

Fandom: Across the Spider-Verse

Pairing: Lee! Hobie Brown and Ler! Gwen Stacy (Platonic)

Summary: A game of truth or dare gets a little heated when Gwen doesn’t believe Hobie’s telling the truth.

Warnings: Tickle Fic, not proofread (gimme a break, I’m sleepy)

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‘I’m tellin’ you mate, I’m just not ticklish,’ Hobie said, almost amused as he kept on denying the truth to his friend. The punk laid back on the couch, his long arms and legs hanging off the edges while his head laid tilted towards Gwen.

It had only been a couple weeks since Gwen had moved in with Hobie, though ‘move in’ would be putting it lightly. The only things Gwen had at that point was the clothes on her back, and a small bag of essentially Jess had given her. That wasn’t to say things were totally awkward though, the two had been on plenty of missions together before and had grown decently close, nothing past work friends though. Hobie was just accommodating, even with what little he could have in his home dimension his door was always open to his friends.

Things were still slightly awkward, mainly for Gwen as she felt like she’d been intruding on his space for a while, even though Hobie really didn’t mind. Some days, she could be so quiet he’d have half the mind to forgot she was living there. That’s why he was the one suggested truth or dare, to try and air out any tension that had been wracked in the spider woman’s brain.

Even though now he seemed to be taking the truth out of truth or dare.

‘You know, everyone’s ticklish Hobie, you can’t just be immune,’ Gwen told him, sitting on the floor with her legs criss-crossed. Despite her meagre reluctance at the start of the game, since she only accepted out of politeness to Hobie, she was really beginning to shed her true skin at this non-serious argument.

‘Nah, I’m just different, init,’ he smirked, staring back up at the ceiling like he’d won. Gwen just rolled her eyes, rubbing her temples.

‘I can’t understand a single word you’re saying half the time,’ the blonde sighed, shuffling a little closer to the couch as she aimlessly poked Hobie’s side, hoping for him to let out some kind of giggle or squeak or even just to move away from her fingers but it was like she wasn’t even there to him.

‘Are you tryna dig out my insides or somet’? I told you, I’m not ticklish. There’s no point in try-ihihing!’ His lanky body practically caved in on itself as Gwen’s nails dug right into that delicate spot below his bottom set of ribs. Her eyes widened as did his, though a little smirk crawled onto her face. In a second, she had hopped up onto the couch and straddled Hobie’s hips, pinning him under her weight.

‘You know, I didn’t think you’d lie to me, especially after you-,’ she pokes him in the ribs again, ‘suggested this game!’ With just one little discovery about her host, it was like the floodgate of her personality had been fully opened, acting more playful now then she probably ever had.

‘I dihihihidn’t! I’m nahahahat tihcklihihish!!’ Hobie still tried to lie, though try was putting it nicely. He was making zero effort to hold back all those snickers that were freely pouring out of his mouth. The boy’s lips curled into an even wider smile, clearly amused by riling Gwen up with his blatant lying.

‘Really? Not ticklish, hm? Where’s all this laughter coming from then?’

The blonde asked, leaning down a little to look him in the eye. As she did so, her fingers quickly crawled up all his ribs, using them like a ladder until she reached his armpits. Hobie kicked and bucked around her more wildly for that, shoving his heels against the end of the couch which caused him to ride up it even more. The back of his head was now leaning against the couch arm, with his arms squished to either side of him.

‘I-I duhuhuhuhnno!! Rehahahahahal myhahahstery, yohahahu knahahahaw!’ Hobie chuckled to himself, before yelping loudly once he felt Gwen’s long nails wriggle about in his armpits.

‘I could just keep tickling you until you tell me the truth, I wouldn’t really mind doing that, but I’m not sure someone as ticklish as you could take it.’ Gwen challenged Hobie, making sure to sink her nails right into the hollows of his armpits. The punk gasped and kicked his feet around as much as she could, batting his hands from side to side, doing whatever he could to not sit still and give into her.

In all honesty, it was probably some of the most fun they’d had together. Even if Hobie was insistent on getting away from the tickles and not being ticklish at the same time, the sensations weren’t torturously bad or even regularly bad for that matter. And Gwen was too lost in the moment to really think about it too much, really focuses on getting her roommate to squeal and laugh his head off.

‘Nahahaha poihihnt in ticklihihng sahahahahamone whahahaa ain’t tihihhicklish, mate!’ Hobie barked out, grinning from ear to ear at that point. Gwen laughed a little at that, not able to take his lies seriously anymore when they were coated in giggles and cackles.

‘Ahakay, sure your not, Hobo, but I’m sure there’s gonna be one little spot that’ll make you scream with laughter!’

And unluckily for Hobie, she found it pretty quick. As the drummer retracted her hands from his armpits, which was a little difficult seeing as how cramped his arms were, her nails ended up tracing just against the tip of his jawline, causing him to retract back and slap his hands over his mouth.

The two just stared at each other for a couple second but Gwen quickly broke this moment by plunging her hands forward, skittering her nails all over Hobie’s jawlines, which sent him ballistic.

‘GWEHEHEHEHEHEHN!! FIHAHAHAHANE, IHAHAHAAH’M TIHAHAHACKLISH, NAHAHAAHW STAHAHAHAP!!’

‘Really? Your ticklish? I had no idea!’

She got in the last tease all while his body flailed about desperately on the couch, his mouth was wide open as shrieking laughter tumbled out of him. The girl’s nails slowly left his body and she did too, hopping off his hips and standing next to the couch, giving him some time to recover.

‘Thank you, Gwendy,’ he huffed, stretching back while staring up at the ceiling, Gwen visible in the corner of his eye.

‘No problem,’ she said, though placed a hand to her hip curiously. ‘Why’d you go through all the trouble to lie about though?’

Hobie just smirked to himself, resting with his hands behind his head.

‘Because I knew it’d get you to open up like that.’

[potatohater]

Operation “We’re all gonna die after this”

Fandom: Spiderman Across the Spiderverse

Characters: Miguel O’Hara, Miles Morales, Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy

Words: 1594(so proud of myself whaa)

FINALLY A FANFIC ONCE IN A WHILE AB SPIDER TEENS TRYING MIGUEL LAUGH, ENJOYY (and I left the ao3 version)

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“Hey, so do you think that Miguel is ticklish?” Pavitr said out loud while all the teens were chilling together in the free room at HQ. Silence freeze in the air, causing everyone to look up from what they were doing. After a few more seconds Gwen broke the silence

“Really doubt that, but we can‘t know for sure. Plus he is like never smiling, when was the last time any of you saw him smiling?” You could actually hear concern in her voice

“I’m in” Hobie said, continuing to decorate his guitar in his lap with new stickers

“So we are gonna do this, oh I’m even nervous” Said Miles, giving his agreement to this dangerous mission

“So here we are” Gwen grinned for a second, looking at their despair team

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Miguel at that time was just minding his own business by checking some of the news in their spider community in his office. His door was slightly opened, but they had to be quiet for sure

Their plan wasn’t the best, but it had to work out. They separated and Miles with Pavitr had to distract grumpy man from his work by talking while Gwen and Hobie would sneak out on him and tackle to the ground. It couldn’t be that hard, could it?

Miles with Pav spotted Miguel by computer screens, he was intensely looking at one of his happy memories with his daughter. They were just laughing about something and smiling like it was the best day of their lives. Miles turned his head to Pavitr and though he didn’t say anything he could just hear him saying “aaawww”. He send signal to Hobie and Gwen by nodding to them and straighten up, telling Pav to start their operation «We’re all gonna die after this»

Meanwhile two other teens were swinging silently through the room, and were almost near Miguel when they saw Layla next to him. She saw them too, concerned look on her face, knowing that they’re up to something. Hobie just put his finger to his lips, indicating silence and she grinned to him and disappeared.

“Hey Miguel” Miles said loud enough for everyone in the room, Gwen almost giggled out loudly.

The man turned his head to him, looking of disapproval in his eyes were enough to kill everyone in this room, including himself

“What do you need Mile— oh there are two of you.”He said, noticing Pav next to him, smiling at Miguel. He just felt how he became even more annoyed by looking at two spider teens now

“So what do you need?” Miguel asked again

“You now, we were just wondering hoooow… how are you doing amigo?” Miles asked nervously. Miguel raised a brow which looked so damn funny that Pavitr had to bite his own lip to keep away from smiling. Miles nodded silently to Gwen and Hobie showing that it’s his maximum at doing a small talk and it their time to shine

Miguel opened his mouth to say something when he heard two others landing on the ground and turned around, but everything he saw is Hobie tackling him on the floor with a grunt

“HEY–” he shouted

“QUICK, WEB HIS WRISTS OR HOLD HIM OR DO SOMETHING” Gwen shouted and in the half second the man’s wrists and elbows were webbed to the floor, making him trashing around, spider punk sat on his calves, trying to keep him in place

“Okay, does anyone is gonna explain WHAT IS HAPPENING” Miguel was more confused than angry at them but it doesn’t mean that he wasn’t angry at all

“Not much mate, jus’ discovering something” Hobie said, starting to grin in the middle of the sentence

“We were wondering if you are ticklish, like you know. You are always so.. serious” Pav said, not even trying to mask his excitement anymore

“No, it’s not happening. Not today. I’m gonna free myself and kill every one of you” Miguel said, looking at every teen. At Hobie on his calves, Gwen looking down on him while standing, Pav and Miles, sitting at the same side of him

“I guess it’s already happened” Hobie grinned, squeezing his knee cap. Even though he didn’t move, his leg flinched, what everyone noticed and grinned even more

“Okay so this is a real deal” Gwen placed herself on the other side of his torso

Pav squeezed his side and wriggles his fingers into man’s belly, making him suck his stomach in. Gwen at the same time tickled his ribs which got more reaction.

“Okay, so funny of you guys, I’m not ticklihish” Miguel said when one of the giggles in his throat slipped through when Gwen hit a particular good spot on the lower ribs. Which earned a chuckle from Hobie

“You are, mate, who are you fooling huh?” Hobie responded, giving another knee squeeze

Miguel could feel his cheeks burning and giggling bubbling on his throat. Whoa, when was the last time he was actually tickled? Rough question

He tried to say anything and opened his mouth but Gwen hit that one spot on his ribs again causing him to giggle. Oh these kids were a death of him. Miguel caught corners of his mouth going upwards and tried to shut his mouth tight

“Oh come on man, we know you want to laugh, let it out” Pav said, tickling his side

“I do not want to lahahaugh” The man tried to respond seriously but failed again. He felt his mouth forming a slight smile, and he noticed Miles staring at him with amusing look and quirked eyebrow

“You do now” Miles who was silent, responded to him. The amount of sass in those words is unmatchable. Kid also started wriggling into man’s belly, causing him to giggle more

“OKAHahahay okahaHAY I Am ticklihish!” Miguel started giggling harder as he felt three pair of hands lightly squeezing his torso

At the same time Hobie just enjoyed the view, sitting there on his calves and giving him knee squeezes every once in a few minutes

“Oh man it’s weird seeing you like this, you are usually such a «serious man who doesn’t smile»” Pavitr said in his fake deep voice, giggling for his own joke. Others agreed with him on that

And of course Miguel would never admit it, but he thought about the same thing. How he never even smiles after everything that happened in his life. It didn’t mean that he was just lying down, he squirmed for his life, but every-time he moved to one side or another a pair of hands were waiting there

“eheEHEHEH STOHOP” his giggling transformed into full on laughter when he felt Gwen’s hand going up to his armpit. Her face shining with big smile while looking at the man under her laughing his head off

“Ohh this man is actually very ticklish I would say” Pav mentioned when Miguel interrupted him saying to shut up, but he just started laughing with him

“It’s a good spot I see there” Hobie grinned, looking at Gwen who was having a moment of her life

“OkahaY STOHOHOP!” Miguel’s head was thrown back and his belly laugher filled the room, causing everyone to laugh with him at this point

It was so refreshing to see Miguel aka the most stoic and serious man in the spider-verse laughing like this. There was something so natural in the almost invisible wrinkles around his eyes when he laughed, or when his fangs fit perfectly into his smile, making them look not that scary at all. Miles was just looking at him sometimes, wondering when was the last time he was laughing like that with anyone

Miguel felt the webs on his hands weakening because of all the thrashing he did. He understood that it’s enough and took the last look at the group of teenagers which made him laugh like this. They didn’t look mean or like they want to embarrass him with this information in the future, they just looked so amused and happy for no reason while they were laughing with him. Okay, he can let them be for another moment

After another knee squeeze from Hobie he jerked his hand, freeing it, then another. He immediately saw all the teenagers’ faces look scared for a sec, but the beam in their eyes was the same, he felt all the hands stop and he finally let himself breath freely

“Youhu wouhuld nehever speak about *cough* this.” He sat up, looking at everyone who backed away except of Hobie who was still sitting on his calves with a grin, but stood up immediately when saw Miguel’s face

“Need a hand mate?” Spider punk looked at the man under him

“Oh man, that was fuhunny as hell” Pav giggled standing up too

“Now. Who will I catch up with first?” Miguel said when all spider teens stormed out of his office at the same second. Of course when they were running from him they didn’t notice the slight smile that stayed on his face for a moment

“That was so cuutee!!” He turned his head when he saw Layla just in front of him, smiling

“You don’t know about this, nobody does” Miguel responded quietly

“Of course I don’t, just like those kids who made you laugh a few minutes ago” she snickered at him

Maybe he tried to look serious enough, but you could see by his behaviour at that evening, that there was still a gleam in his eyes after those kids

P.s

(OMG IDK WHY BUT I WROTE IT LIKE IN HALF AN HOUR OR SOMETHING, LIKE IT JUST FELT SO EASY TO WRITE AFTER A BREAK)

edited: OMG I GOT ALMOST 200 KUDOS AT THE FIRST NIGHT AT AO3

and here goes the ao3 version ^_^

[ticklyblues]

YOUR FIRST FIC WAS SO CUTE AAAAAAAA!!!!!

if you wouldn't mind another request, I would love to see ler!gwen and lee!pavitr!!! their dynamic is a missed opportunity in general, but also, there's barely any gwen tk content unless it's a buncha people ganging up on one personnnnn!!!!!

ANYWAYS, I think gwen going after pavitr because he's overworking himself w/school and spider stuff to force him to take a break would be neat. or just any concept where she's trying to get him to do/say something!!!

uhHhh, if you want specific spots, I hc pav to have chin and lower back melt spots and his underarms as a death spot!!! but with your lovely writing, you could probably use anything, and I'd agree wholeheartedly

sorry for the essay!!!! blows kisses /p

Thank you so much, thats so nice of you to say all that! Also I 100% agree I do not see enough gwen content in general and she definitely deserves some!

Blows kisses back !! /p

Taking Breaks

856 words

Lee!Pavitr

Ler!Gwen

CW: minimal swearing

It was a pretty slow day at the spider society. As usual, there was some new Peter, some old Prowler, and some everyday disasters. Nothing they'd need their "small elite strike force" for, though. Starving, Gwen made her way over to the cafeteria to find some spider-themed delicacy to wolf down.

"Spider-donuts, spider-cupcakes, spider-popsicles... hm. I feel like that one might be a little offensive." Mumbling to herself, she grabbed a few spider-sandwhiches and started inhaling her first one.

BUZZZZZZZ!!!

There goes the 11:30AM alarm. Miguel likes to keep things orderly, so he has bells every 30 minutes to keep track of time in a "neat" way, as he describes it. Gwen's hair messed itself up as she snapped her head to look at the clock. "Shit!" she whisper-yelled, she was supposed to meet up for Pavitr's lunch break 15 minutes ago!

In a split second, she was travelling to his dimension, sandwhiches in hand. "He doesn't even LIKE tomatoes..." Grumbling as she tossed the sandwhich abominations into the void, she prayed that he wouldn't mind her tardiness. Despite his occasional sarcasm, he was still a pretty forgiving guy.

Out of breath, she finally reached his school roof, their unofficial "meeting place". There was a surprising quietness in the air, meaning there was no way Pav could even be in Mumbattan, let alone school. The dude has pretty chaotic energy, okay?

Gwen doesn't have to look around to know this. While she thought it was odd that he'd be even more late than her, she found it in herself to wait. After what felt like an eternity, he finally bursted through a portal, still wearing his spidersuit.

"Woah, Gwen! I am SO sorry you had to wait for me, I had some spider stuff to take care of and on top of that I have, like, 4 papers due and-"

"No, no, no! I totally understand, dude. Besides, I just got here too." She didn't mind lying just this once, it was for Pav's sake after all. "You sound exhausted though... you alright?"

"Yep! Totally alright over here! Don't worry, Gwenny. I know how to manage my duties!" His totally-not-stressed tone might've fooled her, if he didn't have that weird grin on his face. Gwen knew, whenever Pavitr Prabhakar pulled out that fake smile that didn't even show all his teeth, something was up.

"Pav, are you sure? You know you can talk to me about this sort of thing, right? You really don't have to overwork yourself with all this, especially since you're still in school. I don't have anything on my plate, let me handle the spider stuff for you, it's the least I could do"

"Bro, I swear! I don't need to take a break from anything. I love what I do, it's almost too easy! Besides, even if I was overworking myself, there isn't much you can do to- EEK!"

Alright, she had been provoked. Gwen started clawing at his belly, pinning him to the hard, concrete roof with her free hand. Pavitr's loud, airy laugh filled the city's sky.

"Gwhhehehehen!!" Out came his smile. The dorky smile that showed all his teeth and truthfully, looked kind of stupid. But that smile was his, and he wore it proudly.

"Pavvvv!" Gwen whined, mockingly. "But seriously, dude. You gotta relax for once. The first step is realizing that's what you need!" Sensing this wasn't going anywhere as is, she quickly flipped him over and started tracing his lower back.

Pavitr almost turned into jelly at this. Even though he quieted down a little, his attempt at a backwards fetal position spoke volumes.

"Plehahaeeseeee?" Barely being able to form words at this point, he tried his best to look up at the Spiderwoman and make a sort of frowny face. Gwen snorted at this. "Puppy eyes aren't gonna work on me, pal! All you have to do is let me take over for you for a little bit."

Wanting a little more of a reaction, she gently flipped him back over and tried scratching at his underarms. Nothing could have prepared her for the borderline HELLISH shriek that came out of that boy's mouth.

"HEHEHEHELPPPP!!!! GWHEHEHEEENNNN I'LL DO ANYTHIHIHIHING!!" This was a lie, and Gwen knew it, obviously. If he really meant it, he would've told her to stop by now. Staying at his armpits, the Ghost-Spider switched techniques to vibrating softly. If before's screams were considered hellish, she wouldn't even know what to call these ones.

"EEEEEEEKKKKK!!!" Feeling bad for the guy, she moved her hands upwards to the little spot under his chin. Going back to melt-mode, Pav tried his best to get his words out. "Fihihihihineee!! I'll let you tahahahake overrrr!"

Pulling her hands back, Gwen helped him get up. She was glad he could finally relax, now that she'd be replacing him for the time being.

Pavitr's break ended with him and Gwen, drinking tea and spending time in eachothers presence. They didn't talk, and they didn't need to. Because they knew that no words needed to be exchanged for them to be as close as they were.

[myreygn]

tkltober day 9: Lie

Across the Spiderverse - ler!Hobie, lee!Gwen

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The bed creaked in decrepit protest when Gwen slumped into the mattress, kicking her shoes to the other side of the room and letting out a deep sigh. That was her first action after barging into his apartment via portal and according to social etiquette, she had yet to say even a word to him, but in Hobie’s humble opinion, the deep shadows under her eyes were saying enough.

“Anything else?”

Another sigh. “Sorry.”

He waved it off and rolled on his stomach to lie closer to her, softly bumping her in the process and smiling, just in case she’d look up at him. She didn’t. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah.” She sounded tired. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“You sure?”

“Mhm.”

A few beats of silence; nothing, not even a brief moment of eye contact. Hobie barely held back a sigh on his own and stood up. “Tea?”

Silence again, but there was a slight hesitation to it now. He didn’t push. Sometimes easy questions weren’t easy to answer. After some more silence, Gwen sat up, looking at her hands as she anxiously picked at the skin around her nails. “Can I get a hug first?”

Hobie felt his heart crack ever so slightly and quickly sat down next to her, pulling her in for a hug. The tension in her shoulders was insane. He hummed softly and took one of her hands, locked their fingers. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“Do I have to?”

“‘Course not.” Hobie pulled away from her a little to look into her eyes and this time, she met his gaze. “But I’ll be here if you change your mind.”

Gwen looked like she was about to cry for a brief moment, then she quickly reentered the hug with him and he pulled her in a little closer. “I know… thank you…”

“Sure.” The silence settling over them now was contempt, peaceful almost, and he felt the girl relax a little. “Can I offer you some tea now? Or, I don’t know, anything else?”

“Depends.” Her voice was slightly muffled from where her face was buried in his chest. “What else can you offer?”

“I have a few smiles in stock.” Gwen squeaked in surprise when he softly wiggled his fingers into her sides and he couldn’t hold back a slight grin. “Maybe even a giggle or two.”

“Hngh- Hobie, you- heh-” She pressed her lips together just as the aforementioned giggle threatened to slip out, but Hobie saw the corners of her mouth twitch upwards.

“Me? Lil’ ol’ me? What about me, Gwendy?” He moved his hand up to her ribs to scribble there, chuckling when the blonde twitched and let out a snort. “That was cute, do it again.”

“Hobi-ehehe, yohou dihihipshahaha nahaha!” Gwen clutched onto his shirt a bit harder, trying her best to not block him with her arms and finally not holding her laughter back anymore.

“That’s what I like to see!” Hobie drilled his fingers against one of her ribs, earning a squeak. “If I admit I’m a dipshit, will you promise not to lie anymore?” He felt her go a little stiff and quickly pressed a kiss to her head. “I’m not mad, Gwendy. I won’t push. Just know you can be honest here, ‘kay?”

Gwen relaxed almost instantly and nodded, then a fresh wave of cackles took her off guard. “Nohohot thehehere!”

“Alright, alright.” He went back to her sides, now using one hand to stroke her hair out of her face. “Don’t wanna kill you, aye?”

Gwen didn’t seem too eager to answer him and Hobie smiled, continuing the soft tickling until all of the tension had faded from her shoulders. He then stopped moving his fingers, instead caressing her back and letting her giggles die down. “Better?”

“Way better.” She smiled up at him. “Thanks.”

“Any time, Gwendy.”

“I’ll still take that tea.”

[mysteriouslee]

*sees no ler!Jessica Drew*

lee!Gwen ler!Jessica

"WAITWAITWAITWAIT"yelled Gwen while running.

"Gwendolyn Stacy, if you dont get yo emo elsa lookin ass back here"said an angry Jessica.

Gwen pushed the wrong buttons and it has now got out of hand.

Jessica tackled her and pinned her to the floor.

"wahahait noho"Gwen was nervous giggling.

"Gwen, I haven't even started and your giggling" said Jessica who was chuckling at Gwen's state.

Jessica scribbled and pinched on Gwen's back. Gwen tensed and held her breath.

"It's ok Gwen I know you want to laugh" teased Jess.

Gwen shook her head but broke when Jessica tickled on her spine area.

Gwen squeaked and let out a hoarde of giggles.

Jessica kept poking and prodding up her back and Gwen twitched and covered her mouth the hide her laugh.

Jessica trailed to her neck and her fingers went to her neck then her shoulders.

Gwen giggled more frsntically and she started trying to kick Jessica off.

"OW HEY, YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THAT" yelled Jessica.

Jessica flipped Gwen on her back.

"I was gong easy on you" said Jessica

"Pleahahase Im sorehehe" giggled Gwen

Jessica dug into Gwen's ribs and Gwen jumped at the sudden contact.

"JEHEHSS"Gwen began to squirm and thrash harder for this was one of the bad spots.

"Hey, Gwen how many ribs do you have?" asked Jess who suddenyl stopped

"Dohohont pleahaese"pleaded Gwen

Jessica counted each rib and nibbled on each one. Gwen covered her red face, she started to attract attention by her high pitched giggles.

"Aww that's adorable" said Pavitr and Miles

"What she do this time"asked Hobie

"THIS TIME, YOU MEAN THIS HAS HAPPENED BEFORE" said Miles shocked.

"I feel like she bothers me on purpose just to get tickled" says Jessics.

Gwen groaned in between her laughter, knowing Jessica was right.

Jessica stopped her assault on Gwen's ribs and scribbled her nails in Gwen's arm pits (aka her worst spot)

"AHAHASTAHAHAP *snort* AHAHA"shrieked Gwen

Gwen is practically throwing her voice out, her hands left her face and grabbed onto Jessica's arms and attempted to push them out (it wasnt working).

"Omg she snorts" said Pavitr.

"She looks like a bloody tomato" said Hobie

"You mean you didnt know, it gets worse when you-" said Margo but was cut off.

"DOHONNT YOUHUHU DAHAHRE"screeched Gwen, it took all her might to get thst sentence out.

" Its gets worse when you simultaneously blow raspberries on her stomach" said Margo as she scurries off.

Jessica took the advice and Gwen at this point was just screaming.

Other spiders passing by would either coo or smile cuz watching a spiderman get wrecked at headdquaters wasnt unantural, heck they literally saw Pavitr get wrecked by Miguel two days ago.

Jessica noticed Gwen looking worn out and let up.

Gwen curled up on the floor and that's when Peter walked in.

"Is there a mouse spiderman or something cuz what's with the commotion" said Peter who then noticed Gwen.

"You alive there Gwen?"asked Miles who received a giggly groan.

[gamequeenanya]

Tickletober Day 2: Drawn On

(Spiderverse: ler!Mary Jane x lee!SpiderGwen)

(Note: Is this ship semi-canon/hinted in the movie? I could have sworn Gwen had a moment of reminiscing over her own universe's Mary Jane... but then again that could also have been Peter? I dunno, it's unclear. /// No hate to any ships, by the way! I just liked the idea of this one so I'm writing a fanfic! :))

...

"Stay still!" Mary Jane giggled, doing her best to paint Gwen's nails. She'd chosen a hot pink color.

"Hehehee! I can't! It tickles-!"

Gwen sat on Mary Jane's bed, trying not to squirm too much. Yes, her fingers and fingernails were ticklish. And yes, They were sensitive to a small brush coating her nails with paint.

"Seriously girl, is it really this bad?" M. J. teased.

Pulling her hand back, Gwen giggled. M. J. rolled her eyes.

"Alright, but you'll only have three fingers painted!"

Taking a mini fan from off the table, Mary turned it on. The fan carefully blow-dried the paint on Gwen's nails. The pink paint carefully took the shape of the nail as it dried.

"So Gwen, what made you decide to come over? You're usually so shy around me."

She blushed and looked to the side.

"Well, I met a wonderful friend. And he gave me the confidence I needed!"

"He sounds really sweet," M. J. said with a smile. Gwen looked up at her with hopeful eyes. "Heh. Anyways, let's finish your makeover!"

Mary Jane reached for the foundation brush on the table. Gwen squeaked and squirmed away.

"Eep! That's gonna tickle too!"

Waving the brush at her in a teasing way, M. J. grinned wickedly.

"Hehe, good!"

And she pounced, fluttering it everywhere on Gwen's neck. She scrunched her neck up between her shoulders.

"EEEHEEHEHHEHEHEEHEHHEHEEEEEE!! PLEHEEHEEEHEHEHEEEEEASE!!"

Gwen swatted her hands away, face flushed.

M. J. grinned. "Where else are you ticklish...?"

Curling up, Gwen hoped to sheild as many spots as possible. But her feet were still sticking out. They were small but kinda cute.

Taking a paintbrush and dipping it in pink paint, Mary Jane held her ankle and painted a smiley face on her arch. Gwen let out a squeal and almost webbed her in the face. Oh no, that would have been bad! She did her best to control herself and keep her hands under her, deciding it better to succumb to the tickling than reveal her identity.

M. J. had grabbed the other ankle and painted something on her other arch, making her delve into high pitched guffaws, and pound the bed with her fists. Finally, M. J. let up. She smiled sweetly.

"Sorry if that was a little too much!"

Gwen got control of her laughter and pushed herself up.

"Oh, hehe! I-it's alright! You're fine!" She reassured her, still glowing.

Mary Jane put all of her makeup tools and paint away.

Meanwhile, Gwen looked down at the art on her feet. On her left foot was a smiley face with the words "cutie pie" written above and below it. She exhaled happily at that, and looked to the right. On it, was a heart with the words "U R precious" written above and below it. Gwen's heart melted.

Did this mean...? No, no, no. Mary Jane could have just meant that as a friendly gesture. It wasn't a sign that she liked her back, right...?

Getting up, Gwen looked over at M. J. still on her chair, now tending to her own nails.

"Uhh, Mary Jane?" Gwen said, and she looked up. "Do you want to hang out again sometime, maybe at the park?"

Grinning, Mary Jane's eyes sparkled. "Sure! It's a date!"

Okay, maybe it was true after all! A blushing Gwen thought.

[purpdaderp]

Hi can I ask for a ler!miguel O’Hara fic please?

Ler!Miguel x reader

Hello anon! This is going to be in a romantic relationship, and you are not a spiderman/woman (next time pls be more specific with requests like if their spider person or gender)

I I Requests are open!

"miggy! Miggy miggy miggy miggy!"

"yes, y/n?" Your wear wolf vampire spider thingy boyfriend replies in a somewhat playfully annoyed tone, he had got one day of of work every couple months, once in a blue moon when everything was as close to stable as they could get, and you decided that your mission was to annoy him.

"how 'ya doin?" You say while looking at him with a smirk

"I was 'doin' fine till you started annoying me" he said with a scowl, hiding the chuckle and smirk that was creeping to his face

"aweeee why are you so meeeaaaan?" You say in a childish tone while playfully pouting.

"mean?" He asks "mean!" He rolls his eyes

"you still got problems with that cute 16 year old?" You look at him with a bit of confusion

"cute?" He says with a 'what do you mean by that' look

Jealous much, "Sálvame Dios, I found him cute in a PARENT like way, Miguel" you knew little Spanish, you really only used the words Miguel used, so you knew sálvane dios pretty well. You sit on the couch.

He looks just a little ticked off but not mad

"can't believe you have beef with a 16 year old" you say a little snarky while giggling to yourself. Miguel sits next to you, you are looking at a photo the opposite way from him

"I'll give you something to laugh at" he says sounding some what menacing "huh-?!" Before you could even turn to look at him you could feel a ticklish squeeze on your inner thigh "Miguel waihahahait! Nohoho!" You start giggling loudly

"no what? Don't stop tickling you? Okay if you insist." He teases starting to tickle your sides

"nohohohoho! Mihihihiggy!"

"what? Miggy what? You're saying my name but not what you want!" He teases

"nohohoho! Screhehew yohohou!" You say blushing from his teases, you bat at his hands and try to squirm away at to no avail.

"that's not a very smart thing to say in this position mi amor." He teases again. "Maybe you aren't getting the message, I know how to get it through." Suddenly you feel claws scratching at your sides.

"NOHOHO! STAHAHAP YOHOHOU VAHAHAMPIHIHRE WEHEHEARWOLF SPIHIHIDER THIHIHGNY!" you manage to squeeze out in your fit of laughter

"once again, not very smart" he moves his hands from your sides to your stomach and starts spidering across it

"MIHIHIHIHIGGY!" You tell out, he'd be worried if you guys hadn't had a safe word, worried that he had gone to far or if his claws might've actually hurt you but he knows you're fine for now

He lifts your shirt up a bit, one hand behind your back holding your lying figure up, and the other holding your hands above your head

"get ready mi amor" he waits a couple seconds for dramatics

"nohohoho!" You giggle in anticipation while squirming trying to get away

He takes a deep breath and... "PFFFFTTT* blows a raspberry right on your bellybutton and starts clawing at your sides again

"NAHOHOHOHOH! SPIHIDER SPIDER!!" You yell the safe word and he stops tickling, hugs you close and puts his head in the nook of your neck

"I'm happy this is how I get to spend my days of" he says fondly, you are the only person who gets to see the cheesy soft side of him (others like Peter b see the cheesy tickle monster side)

"ihi aham too dear."

[toweroftickles]

If you're still looking for three-sentence fic requests, maybe lee Spider Gwen and ler Miles and/or Penny? With focus on her abs? Much obliged! Always happy to see you updating.

Yay for multiple identical requests! XD

"MMM-Hmmm, Hmhm-Hmhm-Hmhm; Hng-Hng Hng!!" Gwen Stacy whimpered and giggled desperately through her tightly-sealed lips, blushy, flat on her back in Spider HQ, and trembling like a leaf in a downpour.

"Remember you're not allowed to move or laugh; this is part of the test!" Miles teased her, holding her shoulder down with one hand and joined by a chorus of bubbly snickers from Peni.

Both of Gwen's friends were mercilessly touching her belly, tickling and scratching in between the muscles of her toned abs...awkward, clumsy squeezes from the former and skittering, spidery fingernails from the latter...and Gwen didn't know how much longer she could stand it before she died or burst like a balloon.

^ Peni w/those precise, surgical finger movements

[trrickytickle]

The Tea Word 🕸️🫖

GIF by liurnia

A/N: STILL NEED TO REPLY TO MESSAGES!!!!! Okay okay Liya let's get on track. DO. REQUESTS! goes without saying that the movie is goated but like, I was gonna write some Gwen (Stacy) but I had a silly and stupid idea and it snowballed. Soooo here's some Pav and Miles enjoooy blehhh (lee!Miles, ler Pavitr)

Pavitr procures pipin' hot chai for the spider-gang, but Miles still says it the wrong way. Luckily, an unmissable opportunity comes by for Pavitr to correct his mistake.

Spiced sweetness wafted through the air in the rec-room of the elite spider society, a pleasant aroma to the chattering spider-people, who mostly were bundled up into their own clique. Lego Spider-Man was recounting his fight with an evil businessman with huge pants to Spider-Cat, Peni was cleaning out SP//dr, and Miles, Gwen and Hobie were being served tall and sweet mugs of chai by Pavitr Prabhakar. With perfect barista-like precision, he procured two warm mugs and with a THWIP! they slid across the bar to the trio. Miguel was definitely going to give him an earful for serving the anomaly, but he did owe the spider-people one after saving Inspector Singh and his girlfriend in Mumbattan. With a dash of cinnamon, the drinks slid across the counter faster than any of them could say "My Spidey senses are tingling". Hobie took a sip, slamming his glass onto the counter. "Bloody amazing. Oi, Pav, you reckon this is why we bought out your plantations?" Gwen giggled, Miles briefly glancing at her apprehensively, going back to blowing on his chai and taking a generous swig. The political quip earned a chuckle and a playful shove from Pavitr. "Oh, yes, absolutely. Much better than spotted dick. Why's it called that anyways? Spotted dick.." Burning her tongue, Gwen winced with a high pitched -squeal!-. Miles laughed. "Shit, guess that's too hot for you." he teased, blowing on her tea. "What even was that?" "Shut it, Spider-Boy." Gwen chided. "Ahh… Man, this is some good chai tea.." Miles sighed, startled when the bar stilled with the loud noise of Pavitr's exasperated sigh. "Miles, Miles, my guy, we've been over this! CHAI. MEANS. TEA. You're seriously still saying chai tea!? It's JUST! chai!" Miles stammered, arms flailing like two eels out of water. "Wh- Look, bro, bro, back up, I'm used to it-" "Yeah, no wonder e' forgot. Bloke's bleedin' from 'is head down to 'is armpits." As he attempted to defend himself, Hobie very unexpectedly traced up the red lining in the armpits on Miles' suit, and he let out a high-pitched snicker. Making him flinch, Gwen and Pavitr both jumped back at Miles' reaction. Gwen giggled. "Yeah.. what even was that? You laugh like a girl." "That's a patriarchal construct." Hobie quipped back and nonchalantly sipped his tea. Miles shrugged. "Ticklish." Hobie backed up apologetically, keeping his hands to himself. "S'embarrassing. Think I probably would've glitched." Pavitr walked out from in front of the counter to the bar-stools where the spider-people sat behind Miles- (..hopefully only to join the other Spider-People) -and playfully jabbed at his sides. "-IIIEEE!-" "I- I mean it's all the same with you people! "Ghee butter".. "Naan bread".. gh- Y-You know what? You know what I'm gonna say to you now?" The spider-person wildly gestured with a ribbing enthusiasm, prodding Miles, who curled away in nervous anticipation. Just as suddenly as he had jumped up, Pavitr jammed his hands into Miles' armpits, spidering from there down to his ribs.

"Gudi-gudi-gudi-gudi-gudi! Tickle tickle!" The look on his masked face was determined and sly, eager to dish out playful karma. He teased, sure to rub in his grammatically correct Hindi-speaking, at machine-gun speed that went as fast as his dextrous fingers.

"Heh-hEEH-hahaHAAI'M- no! C'mon, wehe're friends, right-st-he-h-hha-Stop, stoppitst-hhhHh!! Sh-IH-ihit, man!" Miles sputtered, flailing like an awkward goose. "Ghh-Gwen! Gwen, help, he's attacking mE-!!"

She only ignored him, squealing and blushing with every octave of Miles' laughter and desperately trying not to be involved, Pavitr's prying teasing only filling her with slightly more dread.

"Hoho-heh-Hob-IEEE!! HELP!!" His hyperbolic pleas once again fell on deaf ears while Hobie's news-clipping phone case was pressed in the mugs of the two tussling Spider-People. Pavitr kept poking Miles in the ribs, gradually moving down his sides, prodding and teasing with a fascinated zest unil he reached his suit-clad tummy, which he clawed up and down, up and down, up and- it was driving Miles insane.

"Come oooon, say it, Miles! Chai is…"

"Teehee-HEEEE!!"

"Can't hear you! Chai is.." Giggling a little himself, Pavitr kept poking, making sure to harshly jab at Miles' stomach or armpits or wherever caused the best reaction as he was about to admit his "mistake". Much to his chagrin, Gwen was still acting …strange, and Hobie had recorded up to the three-minute mark by this point.

"Chahahai is tHHEEEEEE-HEE-HEE-HE!" "Stop laughing and just say it! What's so funny about masala chai, huh? Huh?" "You're the one tickling me-hehehe!" Miles attempted to swat Pavitr away, sometimes succeeding with his spider sense. "Ooooh-hohoho, then this must be a really bad spot!" Pavitr chimed, spidering the space between Miles' ribs and sides. "Yeahaha-hah, no shit!" "So, what is chai?" His laughter grew louder as Pavitr moved down to his back, sliding his fingers down it. His eyes widened- he had control in those earlier moments of playful banter- but out of pure dumb luck (and probably prayer), oblivious ol' Pav had unknowingly found his worst spot. "Shi-HIT!-SHIHI-HIT! AHA-HH-HAH!" "Shit? Chai is shit?" Pavitr mock-gasped. "The audacity!"

"Nohohoho! Chaha-Chai tehe-HEEEA!- It's good!"

"Come on, you still don't get it?" Pavitr bluffed. "I thought we were friends, Miles!" He ramped up his fast flying finger movement as his digits climbed up and down Miles' ribs like he was speed-crawling up Mumbattan highways. "I'll give you One. More. Chance. Say it."

"Chai-chahaiisteehEEhee!-" Miles panted in exhaustion, Pavitr stilling his fingers as Hobie set down his phone and Gwen perked up from hiding her face on the bar's counter.

"-pant- -WHEW- Ne-heh-ver… neveragain…"

"Wow, great job, Miles, that only took you like, three tries." Pavitr quipped, fist-bumping Hobie. Said spider-anomaly quenched his laughed-out throat by guzzling the rest of his cold chai. Gwen perked up and kept composure, patting Miles' back. "Looked ...intense." she shivered. Hobie shrugged. "Just a spot of fun. I'll send you the video." "Iiiiiiranouddastorage." Gwen bluffed, blushing. Hobie slugged her in the arm, smiling. "Pork pies. (Cockney-ism for "lies") C'mon, we're mates, make some space for me, willya?" The shared air of laughter was greeted by a frown of disdain and glare from Miles. Pavitr pattted him on the back and gave him a smile. "C'mooon, go get her! I can't bear this!" "I-It's not like that!!" ----------------------------- The camraderie came to a close with a blanket of snow-white glow, enveloping the Spider-People fast as lightning would. Everything- the mugs- the counter- Lego Spider-Man- would be gone without a trace. It was an anomaly not even this lot could fix, and the events from earlier all washed away. 4 dAYS Avengers: Secret Tickle Wars- Part III Everything will change.

[womanofwords]

Jurisdiction

Jurisdiction, according to Merriam-Webster, is defined as “the power, right or authority to interpret and apply the law”. Captain George Stacy had jurisdiction not only at work, but in the home over his daughter, Gwen Stacy, as her father, and his guests (to a degree).

However, he did not have jurisdiction over his daughter’s bedroom (so long as she kept the door open). This was something Peter Parker was not too happy about.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Peter laughed, while Gwen targeted his ribs cruelly from above. George Stacy wondered where she’d learned the wrestling move from that she was pinning Peter down with. She had effectively pinned poor Peter to the bed on his stomach with his knees, straddling him and targeting ticklish spots from above.

“Gwen, get off the poor guy,” he ordered.

“He said he wasn’t ticklish,” Gwen countered, as Peter howled with laughter underneath her. Her fingers were in his armpits now, and he couldn’t handle it.

“HEHEHEHEHEHEHELP! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, CAHAHAHAHAHAPTAIN STAC-EEEEEEE!” The shriek happened as a result of Gwen flipping him onto his back and blowing a long raspberry.

“Oh, I see,” Captain George Stacy walked into the room, giving Peter a moment of relief before it was snuffed out. “Peter Parker, you have lied to my daughter in the only part of the house that I don’t hold jurisdiction over. Quite frankly, so long as she doesn’t hurt you or knock you out, she can do as she likes.”

“WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT?!” Peter yelped.

“And the punishment fits the crime!” Gwen eagerly pointed out. George Stacy walked out to the sound of hysterical laughter and begging.

There were a lot of places that he had jurisdiction over, but his teenage daughter’s bedroom wasn’t one of them.

[thatcheesyler]

Spiderman ATSV tk hcs (because I'm very normal about them)

Miles Morales

He gives me lee-leaning switch vibes

Is usually the one dragged into tickle fights whenever he's on the sidelines

He doesn't really mind though, as long as he's having fun

Cannot STAND teases in the slightest

He can't help but melt into a blushing puddle the second somebody teases him

Produces nervous giggles at first, but his laughter gets higher pitched as his ler continues

Is the type of guy to be slightly insecure of his laugh

He'd do next to nothing about stopping your hands and instead focus on covering his mouth

An easy solution to this would be to get his armpits as soon as his hands start to gravitate towards his face

He'd absolutely 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘢𝘭 and clamp his arms down, trapping the ler's fingers and, well...you know what happens

Can be a bit of a thrasher when being wrecked, but he tries his best not to harm anyone unless his ler is a villain

Beware for his ler moments though, he can and 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 use his invisibility or electricity powers to sneak up on you and send ticklish shocks throughout your body

He's still working on his stealth, but he's managed to get Gwen, Pavitr, Miguel and Peter B. so far

He gives me ticklish neck vibes, I'd say his neck is the only spot that makes him snort of you tickle him for long enough

Did once get ganged up on by the other Arachkids

Was also later wrecked by Miguel as revenge, but he kinda figured it would happen sooner or later

He tries so hard to curl in on himself when he's tickled, whatever the position

Worst spot would probably be his ribs in my opinion, bro cannot handle anyone even 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 his ribs

Is overall a 7.5/10 on the ticklish scale

Gwen Stacy

Defo a ler for the most part

Please be careful when initiating a tickle fight within close distance of her bc she will go in for the kill

She's fine with saying the word or any connotations but only for a short period of time

Due to her incredible agility and grace under pressure, running is literally pointless bc she can and will catch you within the first ten seconds

I like to think she starts with slow traces along the lee's torso, just to get those pesky anticipation giggles outta them

Will absolutely compliment the lee's laughter/giggling/snorts, etc

She will DESTROY the lee with teases when or if she gets the chance, do not mess with this girl 😃

Often finds herself smiling subconsciously bc she just thinks the entire predicament is just so wholesome for some reason

Her lee moments are rare...but never forgotten

I mean, staying in Hobie's dimension doesn't always come for free, and the price does just so happen to be tickles

Being the teasy asshole he is, Hobie has and never will let her live that down, but it is Hobie we're talking abt here so she wouldn't really expect anything different

(She did get him back afterwards tho lol)

Overall probably a 6.6/10 on the ticklish scale

Pavitr Prabhakar

A shameless switch in my opinion

I mean, let's be honest, if he has the effortless confidence to tease Miles and Gwen abt their relationship, then he will have next to no problem expressing his need for tickles/to tickle someone

Due to his personality though, I do believe he'll lean more towards being a ler

He absolutely created a rule where anytime someone says 'chai tea' or 'naan bread', they will be wrecked to the verge of tears for disrespecting his culture (yes, this rule does apply to The Spot as well)

Bro has been blessed by the gods perhaps a little bit 𝘵𝘰𝘰 much, his laugh literally sounds like the most charming noise ever, even when he's being tickled silly. But anytime someone brings it up, he'll blush and dismiss his laughter as being "okay" and "just a normal laugh"

RASPBERRIES WORK WAY TOO WELL ON THIS BOY

He ended up screaming so loud that his neighbours called the police because they thought he was being murdered or something

So that was an awkward interaction, considering the neighbours called the police captain in, aka GAYATRI'S DAD

Any place near or on his ribs is an absolute 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 spot

Anyway, ler time

EXTREMELY skilled with his hands (that sounds so wrong help 😭)

Will literally do a full mental assessment of his lee, noting which spots are the least and most ticklish, how the pitch of their laughter varies, etc

Very good at teasing, but doesn't like to overdo it, and won't baby-talk anyone unless they're comfortable with it

Will laugh along with the lee, he can't help it, their laugh is just so contagious!

About an 8.2/10 on the ticklish scale

Hobie Brown (my love)

...Oh lord, where do I even 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 with this anarchist

Ler-leaning switch, in all honesty

He's a lovable asshole and he takes pride in it, if he finds out someone he's friends with is ticklish, they are 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 for

Playful bullying is part of his love language, so don't expect any less than a teasing smirk the whole time and mean but joking comments about the lee's reactions

"Aww, bit sensitive luv, aye?" "Why yu laughin' dear? Did I say somethin' funny?" "I don'know how yu thought yu'd get away wiv that."

Stuff like that basically, so yeah, be prepared to melt into a flustered puddle

Of course he still respects boundaries though, if you really want him to stop, he will back off without any hesitation

Okay, now, his lee side..oh gosh, he is quite the squirmer

Good luck trying to hold him down, he will thrash around like a fish that's fresh out of water

Can and will yell out almost every curse word in the book, he doesn't mean any of it though

If you do manage to keep him in place though, the amount of sheer panic and anticipation in his eyes will never get old

Will try to keep his cool, constantly attempting to distract you so that he can prolong his tickly fate

The ler almost always sees through his lies though, so there's really no point

He has the highest pitched giggles a person could ever hear, very out of character for him, but very adorable so we can excuse it 😌

Has a SERIOUSLY sensitive neck, probably explains why he wears a choker

Will screech like a vulture if the ler goes anywhere near his neck and may accidentally try to punch them, so watch out for that 😅

The front and backs of his knees will also have him cackling like a maniac

Overall an 8.7/10 on the ticklish scale

Done! :D

[tickle-beans]

SPIDER-MAN

INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE

TICKLE HEAD CANONS

MILES MORALES

Tickle Spots: Belly and Ribs

Lee:

Wasn’t that ticklish pre spider bite.

When the spider bit him and he gained powers all of his senses increased by 1000% including his ticklishness. This is my head canon for every Spiderman all across the multiverse.

Found this out by a poke to the side from Gwen on the bus back from the lab, which then escalated into a full on tickle fight between the three.

Denies he is ticklish everyone knows he is such a liar.

Cackles if you tickle his belly.

Screams if you tickle his ribs.

Ler:

Teasey gentle tickler.

Once he found out Gwen was as ticklish as he was on the bus he constantly teased her about with pokes to her sides .

Big on blowing raspberries which are Gwen’s ultimate weakness.

Definitely pokes you all the time.

Teases about how your giggles are cute.

GWEN STACY

Tickle Spots: Belly, Feet, Neck

Lee:

The Peter Parker from her world used to tickle her lots, she used to love it. When he passed away she isolated herself and fell out of love with tickling. Until she met Miles and remembered how much she enjoyed it.

Overtime grew to enjoy being tickled again, due to the occasional side pokes from Miles and tickle fights.

Screaming laughter if her belly is tickled.

Giggles like crazy if you touch her neck.

Squeals if you tickle her feet.

Curls into a ball if you tickle her belly like a cat, Miles thinks it’s the cutest thing in the whole multiverse.

Ler:

Ruthless ler but in a gentle kind of way.

When she gets the upper hand on Miles, it’s over fast.

Thinks Miles’ laugh is the cutest thing in the entire multiverse.

Big fan of spidering her nails across Miles’ ribcage and along his belly.

Teases you about how you are just SO ticklish and enunciates the word as she tickles you.

Note from Phoenix:

I watched this movie for the first time today and fell in love with these characters all over again. Expect a spam of content related to Into the spider verse and across the spider verse once I see it.

Until next time!

tickle-beans A.K.A. Phoenix Rose

[tickle-fic-chick]

Gwen Stacy || Tickle Headcanons

Lee:

Ticklish but will deny it until the day that she dies.

Few people are brave enough to tickle her.

Gets tickled by Miles on occasion.

Sometimes the rest of the spidey gang joins in.

Doesn’t really mind being tickled.

That being said, she will put up a fight.

Has this sweet, shockingly adorable laughter.

A big believer in seeking revenge.

Her worst spots are her ribs, hips, and feet.

Ler:

Much more comfortable as the ler than the lee.

The resident tickle monster of the gang.

Will tickle anyone and everyone.

Her favorite lees are Miles and Peter.

Is able to pin down her victim scarily fast.

Her nails are killer.

Uses a mixture of baby talk and casual teases.

Shows mercy when her lee starts begging.

Her lee is usually too tired to seek retribution.

[ticklyblues]

Across The Spider-Verse (arachkids) tk headcannons!!

saw this movie last week and ,,, oh my god i love them all so much i HAVE to write headcannons for them even though this isnt really the kind of thing i normally do

hcs under the cut ⌄⌄⌄⌄⌄⌄

Miles Morales

60% lee, 40% ler

Ler:

Second bigest teaser ever

Loves using his invisibility for sneak attacks

Always goes for the ribs first for some reason

Sometimes uses webs for light restraints if he's feeling mean enough

Prefers group attacks over going solo

"Wow I did NOT expect this much of a reaction!"

Uses electricity to give little tickle shocks (stolen from @/orchid-fics but it was too cute not to include im sorry)

Lee:

Is a literal potato bug. curls up if you even touch him

Kinda guy to scream "NO!!" a bunch of times

Turns invisible by reflex if he knows he's about to get wrecked

Has a hard time telling people he wants tickles so he just kind of sprawls out and exposes all his spots in hopes of someone taking the hint

Maybe he'll tickle someone just for payback if he's feeling spunky

Worst spots are his ears, armpits, hips, and thighs

Gwen Stacy

20% lee, 80% ler

Ler:

Absolutely EVIL

She totally coos at her lees like . look at her and tell me she doesn't

Does light and feathery tickles and then goes hard and rough out of NOWHERE just for fun

Prefers to make the lee giggle and squirm instead of scream

Brings you water after she's done

You can tell when she's in a ler mood cause she gets 10x more sassy than usual (literal nightmare btw it gets to the point where they just let her get it out of her system so she stops being such a bully)

She might be mean but she can tell when the lee's had enough

Lee:

More of a ler but she still has her moments

She thrashes HARD watch out

Snorts

Hides her face with her hands instead of covering her spots

Worst spots are her neck, ribs, and stomach

Pavitr Prabhakar

50/50 switch

Ler:

Oh boy he has FUN

The most teasy guy ever he pulls all the stops

"Honestly, didn't peg you to be a squirmer... don't worry, I can still work with this!"

Him and Gwen teamed up are the most awful (amazing) mean (great) duo ever

Guilty of using the same techiniques that kill him

LOVES to chase people down

Narrarates exactly what he's doing and what spots hes gonna go for next

Has a hard time knowing when to stop but takes the hint after he gets punched a few times

Lee:

Has zero shame in admitting when he's in a lee mood

Just like when he's a ler, he loves a good chase

Will attempt to crawl away but doesn't actually want it to stop

NEEDS to have his hands pinned down otherwise he starts hitting and shooting webs by reflex

Squirms and screams like he's dying

Worst spots are his stomach, sides, thighs, and knees

Hobie Brown

10% lee, 90% ler

Ler:

Usually doesn't join in but when he does he makes everyone SCREAM.

No one knows how he does it but he's the most evil most menacing ler to ever haunt the multiverse

"What'cha laughing at, mate?"

Techniques are different every time but he still manages to wreak havoc without fail

Unofficial big brother of the group

Switches spots CONSTANTLY and drives everyone crazy

Laughs along with the lee

Lee:

Not that ticklish so he doesn't really get much out of being a lee

However the spots where he IS ticklish are all really weird and out of the way

Can't really get anything more than giggles, but all of that excess energy goes into his extremely intense facial expressions and gasps

Is extremely surprised when something tickles badly enough to laugh because he doesn't think he's ticklish at all

Worst spots are his lower back, the spot where his arms meet his armpits, and his calves

WOAH GONNA BE HONEST HERE i loved making this i might end up doing some fics soon ?? idk schools out in like a week for me I'll have loads of free time