#peter3

[orlaithrose]

Orlaith [10.37pm]: put on your armbands, you'll be fine

PETER [10:25PM]: aye aye captain🫡 PETER [10:25PM]: iceberg, right ahead!

[mushyblushyredhead]

DAY 9: Lie ˚✧₊⁎・⁎⁺˳✧༚ (Marvel)

TickleTober 2023 🎃

Presented by @august-anon

Lee!Peter 3

Ler!Doc Ock

Words: 2,400

Summary: Spider-Man’s snarky quips have always helped him out of intense situations. Except when one particular Spider-Man (Peter 3) quickly realizes that his iconic quips aren’t enough to hide the silly weakness he “totally doesn’t have” from a certain eight-limbed, but surprisingly playful, scientist.

Peter 3 hummed to himself as he dangled upside down on one of the infamous actuators of Doctor Octavius. He never thought he’d be casually sitting in the same room with the once notorious villain from Peter 2’s universe.

The three Spider brothers had decided to hang out together earlier that day in the oldest Peter’s world. Except, Peter 2 had forgotten that he had to help assist Otto in the lab that same day.

“Aw don’t tell me you’re secretly helping him build another doomsday machine,” Peter 3 had joked.

The oldest rolled his eyes. “Relax. He’s dropped out of the villain gig for good. I was only supposed to help him sort and organize stuff around the lab, that’s all.”

The youngest Peter pouted. “Awww so what does that mean? You won’t be able to hang out today?”

Peter 2 was about to say something when the younger spiders both gave him their best puppy dog eyes stare. He grimaced. He could never deny his little bros with those looks. “Okay, look,” he finally said with a sigh. “Even though I’m supposed to help Otto today, I guess…you guys can…tag along too? As long as you don’t break anything, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind your guys’ company.”

“Alright!” The younger brothers cheered. “Let’s go!”

Things went smoothly upon arrival. Doctor Octavius was a bit surprised that all three Peter Parkers showed up, but he didn’t mind. While he and his Peter worked away at sorting through cabinets and desk drawers, the doctor let the younger Peters play around with his metal tentacles to keep them occupied.

Peter 1 was having a blast; swinging and dangling from the actuators, and letting them hold and lift him up.

Peter 3, however, wasn’t exactly having the same amount of fun. He simply sat down on a nearby swivel chair, pretending to be occupied with his web shooters. He was still a little unnerved about Doctor Octavius.

Okay, he had to admit, those artificially intelligent metal arms of his were really cool in a way. But they still seemed kind of…scary? Intimidating? The way those pointy claws curled and snapped shut, and the fact that were intelligent with a mind of their own that used to take control of their maker’s mind. Shudder.

It wasn’t until Peter 2 announced for a coffee break, that got the younger Spider bros’ attention.

“I’m just going to grab a couple coffees from Starbucks for us,” he said while grabbing his coat. “Anyone want anything from there?”

“Oooh! Oooh!” Peter 1 frantically waved from his upside down position on the actuators. “I’ll take a mango dragonfruit lemonade! Make it a venti!”

“Got it. Peter 3? You want anything?”

Said Peter hummed in thought. “Umm…a mocha cookie crumble for me. Make mine a venti, too.”

Peter 2 nodded. “Got it.”

The youngest spider chirped. “Wait! Can I come with you? You might need an extra pair of hands to carry all the drinks, heh.”

“Good thinking, little bro.”

“Awesome! Okay, uhh…can you guys let me go?” Peter 1 sheepishly asked the clingy actuators. They whirred understandingly and set him down, and all took a turn to give him a quick hair ruffle.

“You guys need me to come, too?” Peter 3 asked, getting up from his spot.

“Actually…” said the oldest. “Peter 1 and I can handle it. Thanks, though. In the meantime, you can hang back here in the lab. We won’t be long.”

“You can chill out here with Doc’s cool arms!” Peter 1 chirped. “They’re really fun to be around. Super clingy, too, but affectionate.”

“Oh. Okay then…” the middle brother eyed the mechanical arms wearily from the corner of his eye.

Peter 2 wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “Hey, I know what you’re thinking. There’s no need to be afraid or intimidated by him. It’s all good now. I know you don’t know Doc as well as I do or even like Peter 1 has gotten to lately, but this is a chance to get to know him, too. Oh, and don’t be scared about those metal arms of his. They won’t bite.”

Peter 3 rolled his eyes. “Yeah, okay, whatever. Just go get my coffee already. I need my caffeine!”

“Relax, bossy,” the oldest said with a poke to the middle’s ribs. “We’ll be back in a little bit.”

Peter 3 flinched and bit back a smile. It got super quiet in the lab now that the other two left. It was a little too quiet for Peter 3.

Doc Ock noticed how uneasy the middle Peter looked. He gave a little sigh. He must still be intimidated by me. He couldn’t blame the young Spider-Man. He knew he must’ve always looked intimidating to anyone who came across him.

But still, he didn’t want the young Parker to be afraid of him forever. Maybe his Peter’s suggestion earlier about leaving the two of them alone wasn’t such a great idea after all.

Then one of his nearby actuators chirped. Oh, yes. I almost forgot about that. Let’s just hope that what my Peter says about him is indeed true.

The scientist cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence. “Y’know, you can have a look around my laboratory if you’d like. You don’t have to be confined to one spot.”

Peter 3 nodded. “Yeah, okay.”

Octavius shyly extended a metal tentacle towards him. “Would you…like to have a seat?” I know your other counterparts really enjoy it. Especially the littlest Peter.”

The middle Spidey hesitated or a moment. “Well…okay.” He climbed on top of the extended actuator. It suddenly lifted him up high off the ground. “W-Whoa! What the heck?!”

Doc Ock had to bite back a smile. “Sorry. Too high?” The actuator lowered. “That better?”

Peter 3 nodded. Feeling a little more relaxed, he let himself instinctively dangle upside down from the metal arm. Huh…he had to admit, this was nice. “Yeah. Don’t worry, it’s not your fault. Sometimes I forget those metal arms of yours have a mind of their own.”

The scientists hummed in agreement. “They can be quite a handful sometimes. But in reality, it’s like having four puppies attached to my back at all times.”

As if on cue, the other actuators slithered over to Peter 3, chirping curiously as they closed in. Peter 3 shrunk back a little. “W-Whoa uhm…they aren’t—they aren’t gonna like, attack me or anything, right?”

“Relax, they don’t bite.” Otto paused. “On second thought, technically they do, but you’ll get used to it.”

“Wait, what?!”

“Easy now, Peter,” Otto chuckled. “Before you get alarmed, I must ask…are you ticklish by any chance?”

Peter 3 could feel his cheeks grow warm in an instant. The question caught him so off guard, and already made butterflies fill his belly. “U-Uhhaahm…” he laughed awkwardly, averting his gaze. “Um…n-no..?”

“Hm. Your hesitance and the color of your cheeks says otherwise.”

Peter 3 awkwardly rubbed at his face, as if that would wipe away his blush. “W-Well I’m not hesitating. So…yeah. A-And I’m not ticklish, either.” He scoffed. “I mean, why would I be, right? That’s just not something that really works on me, y’know?”

Otto nodded. “I know, Peter. Which is why I’m gonna do this.”

Peter 3 suddenly squeaked like a mouse as he felt a jab to his side. “AaHHEAA!” Another squeeze, this time to his other side. The culprit? Two sneaky actuators. “Whoa, hey, d-don’t get any ideHAA! HaHAHeheheyyy! Nohohoho!” This time, both curious actuators simultaneously nuzzled against Peter 3’s sides.

The tallest Spidey was starting to lose his balance so he hopped off the metal tentacle. But as soon as he touched the ground, all four actuators surrounded and hovered over Peter 3, their claws teasingly pinching and wiggling in the air just above him.

Peter 3 squeaked and curled in on himself. His arms wrapped around his torso protectively. Air tickles always drove him crazy! It made his spider tingle go off over and over, which made the fuzzy feeling of anticipation even worse!

“Oh, and another thing, Peter,” Doc Ock’s voice cut in. “Your other two partners in crime explained to me how you’re still hesitant to be around me. I don’t blame you, boy. I now I can look very intimidating, but you don’t have to be afraid of me. I can be very fun to be around with, y’know!” He smiled over the sound of the tall Spidey’s cackles.

Peter 3 couldn’t answer properly with his mad giggling and squeaking. He couldn’t believe how teasy and casual the scientist was being! Okay, maybe his other spider bros were right about one thing: maybe he didn’t have to be intimidated by Doc Ock anymore.

But still, he couldn’t shake off the feeling like he had been set up. His question was immediately answered.

“I was also told by my Peter that the best way I could warm up to you was through silly play like this,” the scientist emphasized his point by having two metal arms squeeze at the boy’s ribs. “Since you love to play round and laugh. His words, not mine.”

“WhaHAAAhat?! I-I knew you guhuhuys were uhuhup to somethiHHEEE!! Something eheeHEE—evil when you were tahahahalking!”

“Why, I did no such thing,” Otto innocently answered. “I’m simply trying to show you how friendly and warm I can be. You, on the other hand, have brought this upon yourself by lying to me!”

“WhahAHAt?! I nehehever lied!”

“Mhm, did so. You lied about being ticklish, and I will not tolerate any liars in my lab!”

“B-Buhuhut I wahahasn’t lying! I-I swear!”

“Then lift your arms up.”

“W-Whahahat?!!”

“You heard me. Lift your arms up. If you aren’t ticklish like you say, then clearly this shouldn’t affect you, right?”

“Riiiihihight?”

“Well, then go ahead.”

Being ever so stubborn, Peter shook his head and wrapped his arms even tighter around his torso. “Noho wahahay! I knhohohow what you’re gonna do!”

Otto couldn’t help but laugh at the flustered Spider-Man. “Good lord, you must be extremely ticklish to be this jumpy and giggly.”

“I-I aham nahahahat!”

“Another lie right there! That’s it, now you’re going to get it!”

The four actuators descended onto Peter 3, two grabbing his wrists, making him screech. “NAAAAHAHAHAO PLEASE!”

The scientist actually jumped back at he sudden reaction and quirked a brow. “Too much? I’m sorry, I’ll tone it down if you’re too overwhelmed by this.”

The metal tentacles pulled away like nothing had happened. Otto stole a quick glance at Peter 3, and was sure his heart was going to melt at the sudden look of shock and disappointment on his face.

Was he…pouting?

“Something on your mind?” The doctor asked with a soft grin.

“U-Uhmm….I-I hhhmmffhh…” the flustered Spider-Man averted his gaze and fumbled with his hoodie sleeves. “Y-You don’t—you didn’t have to…necessarily stop…”

“Oh? Is that my cue to keep going?” The metal tentacles were back, pinching the air above Peter 3’s sides.

“W-Whoa! Watch ihihit with those thihihings! A-And what? Keep going?” Peter’s 3’s face flushed as red as a cherry. “You couuuuld if you wanted to…” His lips suddenly curled into a cheeky smile. “But you’re wasting your time ‘cause I’m not even ticklish!” He stuck his tongue out and made a run for it as soon as the actuators descended on him again.

Otto shook his head with a smile at the Spider-Man’s cheekiness. His Peter warned him about how stubborn Peter 3 could be when admitting something like being ticklish. But he also said that was just Peter 3’s silent way of asking for more tickles or to keep going as he always provoked the other person instead of asking for it; he was just too shy to ask the dreaded question.

Otto had his metal tentacles make a grab for him again, resulting in Peter dashing for the door. He, of course, didn’t make it and was once again grabbed and pinned by the actuators. “What is with you lying to my face? You’re literally giggling and squirming already and I haven’t laid a finger on you!”

Peter 3 just shook his head, sputtering more giggles as his blush darkened and reached the tips of his ears. “I-Ihihit’s your freaheeheeheaky arms! Make them stohohop thahat!”

The older scientist was confused at first, but quickly caught on when he saw his actuators hovering over the boy’s body, the claws teasingly wiggling and slowly lowering and pulling away at the last second. “Ohhh I see. You can’t stand anticipating tickles, can you?”

Peter 3 stuck his tongue out in response.

“My goodness, you just have quite the attitude today. I’m guessing you don’t want me to go easy on you then. For that extra lie, you’re getting all four actuators!”

“W-Wait huh? What does that me—HEEEEEEheahaHAAAAAhaha!!” Peter 3 didn’t have the time to finish his sentence because all four metal tentacles attacked him at once. One was squeezing at his ribs, another shoved under his arm, another scribbled at his belly, and the last one was trying to get at his kicking feet.

Despite not being restrained at all, Peter 3 made no real attempt to get away. He just laid there on the floor, squirming like a worm on a hot sidewalk, and cackling like a hyena.

“AaaHAAAAhahaeheAAAAheeHEEEEEEHEE!! HeeheHEEEEheHAAAAhaha!!”

“Interestingly enough, you’re not making much attempt to get away. I don’t even have to hold you down with my extra arms!”

“ShsHDHSHshuhuhut uhUHUP!! AAAAAHH! Wahahahait!! NAAAAAAHAHAHAO!! EEEEEEK!!”

“Oh? Is this a bad rib of yours?”

“YEHEHEHES!!” Peter 3 shook his head madly. “T-Thahahat one’s off limits—NAAAAAAHAHAAA!! N-Not there EHEEEHEHEEE—either!!”

Octavius shook his head with a chuckle. “Is there any part of you that isn’t ticklish?”

“I-I d-HAAAAAAHAHAA don’t knoHOHOW!! *snort*”

“Dihihid you just snort?!”

“N-NOHOHO—*snort!*”

Unbeknownst to them, two figures were watching the playful spectacle from the slightly ajar door.

Peter 1 giggled behind his hand. “Peter 3 does sound like a hyena!”

Peter 2 lightly shushed him. “He sure does. I’m just glad Otto took my advice after all when we left. Well played with you too, little brother; tagging along with me to get those two alone.” He ruffled the younger spider’s hair.

Peter 1 squeaked happily at the touch. “Hey, you don’t think Peter 3 will get mad at us for doing this to him on purpose, do you?”

“Nah,” Peter 2 shook his head. “You know how much he secretly loves to be tickled. Besides, this way he won’t be afraid of Doctor Octavius anymore just like we all once were. Despite the scary metal arms, he really does have a soft playful side.”

THE END (*´꒳`*)

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD with a fan at the Superhero Comic Con San Antonio - day two

"HE PUT ON MY HEART SHAPED SUNNIES AHHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU ANDREW GARFIELD" (sudokusalad tt)

Andrew PLEEEEEEEASE 😭

[homapict]

[sandrasoapbox]

Happy Mean Girls Day! Here’s a DoubleParker fic inspired by the musical!

[tboynightmare]

i will always love tobey maguire bc his spiderman movies were the first ones i saw and let me tell u spiderman has been my favorite superhero since then

[itwcsmcroon]

’ i’m still trying everything to keep you looking at me. ’ ( peter 3 & gwen ) @lcvenderhcze

"yeah well... you didn't have to try. wasn't really interested in looking at anyone else. still not... even though um..." she trailed off for a moment, collecting her thoughts. this was hard. it was much harder than gwen had thought it would be and she didn't understand why. they'd only met up a handful of times and... things hadn't really progressed in any direction because neither one of them had really... made a move to. perhaps... that was a good thing, but it didn't make this conversation any easier to have. "i, um.... have been thinking and.... i don't think i can do... this, peter. not because i don't think you're... well... amazing. because you are. but..." she inhaled sharply to keep herself from... crying. because... that made no sense. she shouldn't be close to tears and she shouldn't feel her heart breaking. "my dad... has lost everyone he's ever loved, one way or another. and if... what you say is true, that i'm in danger if i'm around you, then... then i don't know if we should see each other anymore. i can't put him through... a repeat of what happened back home where you and i are from."

[mushyblushyredhead]

TickleTober 2023 🎃

Presented by @august-anon

DAY 2: Accidental (Marvel)

Lee!Peter 1

Lers!Peter 2 & 3

Summary: An innocent brotherly cuddle pile between the three Spider-bros suddenly turns ticklish when the older Peters make an interesting discovery about their youngest brother.

So cuddly…so warm.

A collection of content sighs filled the air of the oldest Peter’s apartment. The three Spider-Men were currently cuddled up next to each other in a makeshift blanket nest that the younger two begged Peter 2 to let them set up.

And so here they were: the oldest Peter in the middle of the cuddle pile with his two younger brothers snuggled up on either side of him. He had his arms wrapped around the youngsters, his fingers gently running through their fluffy hair.

“Mmm…this is nice,” the middle Peter said. The youngest hummed happily in agreement. “This is honestly like, free therapy right here.”

Peter 2 chuckled. “Aww. As long as it makes you guys happy. I’ll admit, this brotherly cuddle nest you guys set up really is nice. I think we were all due for a nice cuddle. Especially our newest little Spidey here.” He gave a squeeze to the youngest Peter.

“Heyyyy,” Peter 1 whined. “I’m not that little.”

“Are you kidding? You’re our adorable baby bro!” Peter 3 cooed, reaching over to ruffle the younger’s hair.

“Aaah! Heheyyy! Quit ihit!”

“Alright you two, relax,” Peter 2 said with a fond eye roll. “But he’s got a point, little Pete. You technically are the baby brother of our trio.” The youngest pouted with a huff. “Hey, don’t take it in a bad way. It just means you’ll get double the hugs and affections because you’re so cute!” Peter 2 booped the youngest’s nose.

Peter 1 rolled his eyes. “C’mon guys, you both treat me like I’m five. Have you forgotten that I’m frickin’ Spider-Man?”

“An adorable Spider-Man!” The middle brother chirped. He sat up from the cuddle pile to playfully squish the littlest Peter’s cheeks. “I don’t know how you could ever have any enemies, little bro. You’re too cute! How can your enemies not spare you or constantly stay mad at you if you’re this adorable?”

The teasing combined with the face squishes was making Peter 1 blush and let out involuntary giggles. “S-Stohohop, you weirdo!”

Peter 3 kept talking. “I mean look at him, Dos! If you were his enemy, would you wanna keep fighting this kid?”

The oldest couln’t help but laugh at the unfolding predicament. “No, definitely not. If anything, I think it would make me want to do this instead for all the times he’s foiled my plans!” He surprised the youngest Spidey by suddenly scooping him up in an upside down hug, making Peter 1 squeal as he now dangled upside down.

“Hehehey! Put me dowwwn!” Peter 1 couldn’t stop giggling. The silliness of being upside down made him feel like a little kid again.

The little wholesome moment was interrupted when Peter 2 gave a playful squeeze to the younger’s sides. The reaction was instantaneous; Peter 1 squeaked loudly and kicked out his legs, almost hitting his older brother in the face.

The room fell silent. Finally, Peter 3 broke the silence. “What was that? Did you just squeak, lil’ Pete?”

The youngest blushed. “Uhhm…n-no..?”

“Then what was that noise? Did that hurt when I touched you there?” The oldest Peter frowned with concern. “I’m sorry if I did.”

“N-No its not that..! It’s—I’m just—uhm…”

When the littlest brother didn’t respond, Peter 2 gave another experimental squeeze in the same spot and the same thing happened; Peter 1 jolted with another loud squeak. Crap-eating grins spread across the two older Spider brothers’ faces.

“Ohh I think I know what it is,” the oldest said in a sing-song voice.

“I think a certain little Spider-bro is ticklish~” Peter 3 sang.

Peter 1’s blush darkened. He rapidly shook his head, attempting to squirm out of the upside down hug with no luck. “N-No I’m not! Get a-away from me! Both of you!”

“Gosh, he’s squirming so much,” Peter 2 said with a huff.

“Why not put him down?” the middle Peter suggested.

“No! Nohoho c’mon guys!” In a matter of seconds, Peter 1 was dumped onto the pile of blankets and immediately pinned by his older brothers. His oldest brother had him trapped in his lap; wrists grabbed and pinned above his head. And his other older brother took a seat by his legs, resting his fingers on his kneecaps. “Guhuhuys! Guys pleaheeheehease! y-you don’t have to—EEEEHP!!”

Peter 1 squealed as his sides were tased. The culprit turned out to be his cheeky middle brother.

“And just how come you never told us about this, little Spidey?”

“Yeah, how come you didn’t tell us our little bro was ticklish?”

“I-I dihihidn’t know! And I’m not even tickliAAAAHA!” His lie was cut short when the fingers that tased his sides now vibrated and stayed glued in that spot. “NAAAHAhahaheeHEEE! Qhuihihit thaHAAhat!”

“Awww someone’s not a very good liar~” Peter 3 sing-songed. He moved his fingers upward, spidering them to Peter 1’s ribs next. He grinned when he saw how his little brother twitched with a girly squeal.

Feeling a bit left out of the playful banter, the oldest Spider-Man finally joined in. His free hand fluttered against Peter 1’s neck, resulting in another squeal and leg kick.

“Whoa! Easy there, little bro,” exclaimed Peter 3. “Don’t kick me.”

“I-I caHAHAhan’t hehehelp ihihit!” Peter 1 squeaked out. His blushy face was really starting to rival his Spidey suit. Out of all the embarrassing things his brothers could’ve discovered and exploited, it just had to be this one.

Things got worse when the middle Peter decided to scribble across his belly and the oldest fluttered his fingers under his arm.

“EEAAAHEHEEEHAHAAAA!! NAHAHAO N-Not thEHEHhere!!”

“Not where?” Both Peters innocently asked.

“T-Thehehehere!! Both…Both plahahahaces!!”

“Awww!!” Peter 3 couldn’t help but coo. “Ticklish tummy and armpits?” The littlest shook his head rapidly as more giggles poured out. “Awww! We got a ticklish tummy and armpits here! How cuuuute!”

“S-StAHAhap teasing, you jeheherk!” Peter 1 giggle-whined.

“Peter Dos, do you hear that sass?” The middle Spidey pretended to be offended.

“Yeah, I heard it. And I don’t think I like that tone you’re using, little bro.”

Both spider brothers cracked their knuckles for dramatic effect before plunging their fingers down and tickling anywhere they could reach: underarms, in between ribs, behind the knees, even Peter 3 got evil enough to slip his hands under his squealing bro’s shirt to scribble at his bare tummy.

It was maddening. It was torture. But it was…fun. Gosh, how long has it been since Peter 1 even laughed like this? A long time, in fact. Long before Mr. Stark left.

But here he was now, red faced and giggling brightly. Instinctively kicking and squirming, but not putting up too much of a fight to get away. Turns out, it’s not so bad letting his older spider counterparts know of his one little weakness. It was fun, and it made him feel genuinely happy to get to play around with the other Peters like this after everything.

So yeah. It’s not so bad letting his ticklishness be exposed and exploited. As long as they didn’t find out about his extra sensitive belly button or that one spot right under his arm and above his highest rib—oh nope. Too late.

There’s nothing Peter 1 can hide from his counterpart brothers, apparently. And that especially includes tickle spots. Ohh he was so getting them back for this!

THE END :3

[sincericida]

Remembering the day the guy backflipped over in the theater after seeing Andrew Garfield back as Spider-Man in "No Way Home":

If you don’t believe this is real, we have video of this:

Iconic! Course, this had to happen here in Brazil. (apparently we are differentiated)

I was too busy crying and screaming, I'm couldn’t do a backflip. 🤷🏽‍♀️

(source)

[homapict]

レポ本の表紙

[itwcsmcroon]

❛  you still would’ve turned my head even if we’d met on a crowded street in 1944. ❜ ( gwen & peter 3 ) @lcvenderhcze​

gwen’s life centered around her work and school. she didn’t really have time for dating or guys even if there had ever really been anyone she’d been interested in. this... peter parker was different. she didn’t remember him or what he’d meant to her once, but... he had such a profound effect on her that she couldn’t ignore. she wanted to remember him, but... until she remembered she wanted to know him. at his words, she blushed, shaking her head as she let out a chuckle. “wow... nice line. really, that was... that was great.” she nudged his shoulder with hers. “hey, your timing is... impeccable by the way, i was just going to go have lunch at this great burger place that just opened up across the street, you wanna join me?”

[fandomnerd9602]

Ok so Insomniac Spider-Man Male Reader appearing during Spider-Man no way home when he meets the 3 Peters they ask if his dating anyone which Reader says he is actually married with his universe Peter, MJ and a alien that bonded with MJ

Peter 1: so you’re in a throuple?

Peter 2: with MJ and an alien?

Y/N: technically a quadple. I love the symbiote while Peter loves MJ. And MJ is the host for Scream.

Peter3: this is so weird. How come this spider person gets three loves? I can barely get one! Someone hug me please!

Y/N hugs them…

A/N: someone give Peter 3 a hug!

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

PETER3 HOW COULD YOU??? NOT HORSEHAT AND DAD!!!

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

hello this is a Spidey prompt! so the whole gang is all snuggled up and watching movies ( 3Peters, Gwen, mj, harry ) somehow they end up in a debate on who the most ticklish Peter is.. so Gwen tickles Peter3 and mj peter2, trying to get their bf to win. basically peter1 starts to feel a bit awkward and left out so maybe harry notices and is all like no my Peter is the most sensitive and harry attacks Peter1. sorry not very specific so u can do with this what you please <3

Tickle Competition

Summary: See prompt above 😁

(Aww, this is literally the cutest idea ❤️ Big brother Harry is just like "Yeah, you're my Peter now" ❤️ It's just so stinking adorable 😭 And all three Peters giggling together at once?? Cuteness overload! ❤️❤️❤️)

Peter 2 had offered up the idea of a movie night so they could all hang out. To his house, he invited Peter 3 and Gwen, his Harry, and of course Peter 1 for that Friday night. All of them were currently piled on to Two's couch with a comedy playing on the screen.

On one side of the couch, One was smushed in between Peter 2 and Harry with MJ and Gwen squished beside Peter 3. While the others were watching the movie, the two girls quietly chatted with each other but they were too far away for One to hear. Whatever it was about, both girls looked extremely animated with wide hand movements and high pitched whispering. One shifted a bit so Harry's elbow wouldn't be digging so far into his side as he tried to ignore the girls.

Suddenly, a squeal interrupted the calm of the room. Everyone turned to see Gwen digging into Peter 3's sides.

Two paused the movie. "Gwen, what are you doing?"

The young blond turned to MJ. "See? Told you he was more ticklish!"

"Oh please." MJ crossed her arms. "Two is ten times more ticklish!"

Two's eyes widened. "I'm what!"

Without responding, MJ dug into Peter 2's sides. "Look at how ticklish he is!"

"MJ!"

"As adorable as this is, what are you two up to?" Harry asked.

"We're having a whose more ticklish contest Harry," MJ replied.

"Yes." Gwen moved up to Peter 3's ribs. "And my Peter is way more ticklish."

Meanwhile, Three turned into a squealing mess as her hands massaged his ribs. "WAAIT! NOT THAT OHONE!"

"That's a cheat spot." MJ moved up to Two's ribs. "He squeals too."

As if on cue, the eldest Peter let out a loud squeal and tried to curl into a ball. "MJ!"

"Wow, both of them sound pretty loud. Don't they Pete?" Harry nudged the youngest on his last statement.

"Yeheah." One looked from Harry to the other two. "We wouldn't be ahable toho hear thehe movihie."

As the two girls continued their game of whose boy was more ticklish, One felt a little left out. He no longer had his MJ to goof off with. He missed the silly interactions with her quite a lot.

Peter 1 fiddled with his fingers and looked away from the interactions. They brought up to many memories.

"Hey." Harry nudged One's shoulder. "You good Pete?"

The youngest looked up to the older man and gave him a tense smile. "Yeah Harry, I'm good."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "You sure?"

Before One could respond, an accidental kick from Peter 2 brought both of their attentions back to the situation in front of them. The youngest didn't stay mad. He knew it was an accident because the eldest was being tickled attacked. However, his demeanor still dropped as he watched.

Suddenly, the youngest was pulled into someone's lap. "Eep!"

"Both of you are wrong!" Harry exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around Peter 1. "My Peter is by far the most ticklish!"

One squealed as two hands dug into his sides. "Harryhy!"

"That's going to be hard to beat," MJ cooed before she redug into Two's sides. "You've got your work cut out for you Tiger."

"Eee!"

"I don't know." Gwen joined in by redigging into Peter 3's sides. "I think my Peter still has you both of yours beat."

"Gwehen!"

One felt Harry chuckle before he felt his hands scurry on to his tummy. And Peter 1's giggles became high pitched.

"Listen to those giggles. My Peter can't be beat."

"Don't speak to quickly Harry."

"And don't you either MJ."

The friendly banter went back and forth for quite a while until all three Peters were breathless with laughter. Toward the end of the competition, Harry scooped One up and blew a raspberry into the youngest's tummy.

Peter 1 squeed and grabbed onto Harry's hair. "HARRYYYY!"

His older friend continued the raspberries making One giggle and snort, and squirm. However, over the ticklish vibrations and his own laughter, Peter 1 heard his other brothers grow quiet until only his laughter was left bouncing around the room. "HARRYHY! YOHOU WOHON!"

The older detangled One's fingers from his hair. "We did?"

Gwen nodded. "Yohour Peter is thehe most ticklish."

"And the most adorable," Three teased.

The youngest hid his beet red face in Harry's chest. "Shuhush!"

"No can do." Harry stood with Peter 1 in his arms. "Because we won!"

One was lifted up and onto Harry's shoulders. "Ah!"

Harry gently grabbed One's hands and started dancing around the living room making the youngest giggle.

The other four laughed as Harry spun in a circle.

"Aww," Peter 2 cooed. "Thehe mohost ticklish ahand thehe most adorable fohor suhure."

The blush on One's face became even darker. If someone didn't know any better, they'd think he was sunburned.

Harry faced the group with One still on his shoulders. "Anybody wanna finish the movie?"

"Not really." Three stood. "I wanna snuggle the winner."

One's eyes widened.

Meanwhile, Harry lifted the youngest back down into his arms. "This winner right here?"

"Yes that winner!" Peter 3 made grabby hands at the older man.

Peter 1 curled in Harry's arms.

Harry wrapped One close. "Well to bad!"

The next thing One knew, Harry darted out of the living room with him still in his arms. Not far behind him came four sets of feet and four voices tripping over each other.

One giggled as he let himself get carried along in this little game with the craziest family you'd ever meet.

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HEHEE I HAD to get Peter 3 next! >:3 Another victim claimed by Doc Ock! MWAHAHA! I feel like he wouldn’t last 3 seconds with those tickly actuators ehehe (*˃̵ᴗ˂̵*)

…Shouuuuld I get Peter 2 next?? 👀 ˚✧₊⁎( *｀ω´)

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ANDREW GARFIELD, Kit Harington and Emilia Clarke at the Superhero Comic Con San Antonio - day two

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