Anonymoussomebody345 - Hi

@/ticklethentopple please stop saying that i get “turned on” by tickling. i’m extremely uncomfortable and disgusted with a 30 year old sexualizing me. butterflies is another word for getting a happy and comforting feeling, it has nothing to do with arousal. also i am sex repulsed as well lmao

and please stop calling the special interest i had since i was little due to autism a “kink,” it’s very ableist for you to sexualize something i can’t control.

and please stop assuming i talk to minors about tickling. just because i’m fine with their presence doesn’t mean i talk to them about tickling… bc it’s quite literally in my boundaries for them to Not To talk to me abt that stuff bc i’m uncomfortable having tickle talks with minors.

aaaand stop sexualizing tickling. it is not inherently a sexual or kinky thing. just because YOU get turned on by it and see it in that way doesn’t mean everyone else does. if your mind is so far into the gutter that you cannot differentiate sfw and nsfw maybe just stick to your side of the community.

(remember that i do not support sending hate or bullying. i am just responding to their post about me. again, i do not support sending hate or bullying.)

SURPRISE!!

bet yall thought i was gone huh? well think again!!

im coming back with a fic trade with the amazing @lokust (go follow them NOW!)

i may be a bit rusty, but here goes nothin!

Miguel's Weakness (ATSV)

It was a peaceful evening in New York- Peter B. Parker's New York to be exact. All the spider-kids decided to come visit, just hanging out for the night. Miles, Gwen, Pav, and Hobie were all sitting at the kitchen table, while Peter was cooking, and Miguel was laying on the couch watching the news.

"Come on bro, everyone's got a weakness, something that makes them totally vulnerable, there's no way you don't have one!" Miles said to Hobie, as everyone was discussing their biggest weakness. "Nah bruv, ain' got no weaknesses, solo guy like me got nothin to be all weak about." Hobie replied. Miles was determining to get something from him, so he kept on. "Hobie come on, everyone has one, it's nothing to be embarrassed of! Pav has his auntie, Peter's got his baby, Gwen's got her dad, Captain Stacy, and I've got my parents, we all have something close that gets us, you've gotta have something!"

Hobie finally gave in. "Alright alright..mayyybe my band has a personal touch to me." Miles smiled. "See, there you go, your band!" He looked over to Miguel. "How about you, Miguel, what's your biggest weakness?" Miguel didn't look up from his phone. "No way bro, you aren't getting anything from me."

At this point, Peter started listening in, smirking. "Oh Miguel? He's super ticklish haha!" Miguel's eyes shot wide open, his face turning red. "I am not!!" he protested.

Gwen smirked. "Oh reaaally~? So the big bad Miguel O'Hara is ticklish~?" Miguel froze as all four stood up, smiling at him. "Big tough guy melts at a lil tickle, eh~?" Hobie added. They instantly surrounded him on the couch, and before he knew it, he was being held down by the four. Gwen and Hobie had his ankles, Pav and Miles holding his arms up. "He looks super nervous!! I bet his belly's super ticklish!" Pav said.

Before he could utter a protest, he was being attacked all over. Hobie and Gwen scribbling his feet, Gwen's freshly manicured nails doing the most damage, while Pav was poking and squeezing at his belly, and miles was digging into his underarms.

Miguel was practically screaming with laughter as he tried to pull his arms away, only for their grips to tighten. "Awww, wha's wrong, tough guy? Feelin' a bit ticklish~?" Hobie teased. "All that big, tough brooding, and he's brought to pieces by a little tickling!" Miles added. Pav circled his bellybutton, giggling at Miguel's squeals every time he got close. Gwen dug under his toes, sending him through the roof into silent laughter. "Uh ohhh, looks like i found the death spot!" she teased. Miguel turned as red as the blades on his arms.

The four swapped spots, as Gwen straddled Miguel's waist, blowing raspberries on his bellybutton, while simultaneously digging her nails into his underarms. Hobie began poking and prodding his sides, while Pav and miles scrubbed his feet with brushes. Miguel was screaming with laughter, tears pouring down his face, as he tried to break free, only to realize that Miles webbed his arms up while he wasn't paying attention.

Miguel was going crazy, until Peter finally finished dinner and saved him from his attack. "Okay okay guys, let him breathe heh, dinner's ready." They unwebbed Miguel, helping him to the table as they all sat down and began eating. "You..yohou guys know im gonna get you back, right?" Miguel said with a struggle. "Yeah, but we finally know your weakness, so its worth it!" said Miles.

THE END!

Tell me what you all think!

Lee hobie and ler Miguel? Maybe where hobie has stole something of Miguel’s and hidden it so he tickles the location out of him

No wait why do I love that so much?

This was actually so fun to write, like what(^○^)

Lee Hobie, Ler Miguel

(TW swearing and tickles,)

“It was just ther-“ Miguel sighed, “what was just there?” Hobie chimed in, appearing out of nowhere. Miguel jumped a bit at the sudden response, assuming he was alone.

“My gizmo. It was just here.”

“Your gizmo?” Hobie chuckled at the name

“I would’ve called something much better, How about something like, ‘Miguel’s a fuckin idiot’”

Miguel turned to him with a frown. Hobie smirked at him and sat down on the swivel chair in the room.

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It may have taken Miguel a little longer to figure out who took the missing gizmo, and by a little to longer I mean 4 days, but as he was putting the pieces together he figured it out.

“Hobie..” he growled,

Miguel turned around to find him sitting in the same swivel chair he sat in when he stole the gizmo.

“I heard my name?” Hobie said

“where did you even come in from?”

“Why do you wanna know? Don’t you enjoy having me here?” Hobie smiled

“What? No I- never mind, did you take my gizmo?” Miguel asked

“You mean the ‘Miguel is a fuckin idiot’ device?” Hobie joked.

Miguel’s eyebrows angered at Hobie. Hobie was known not to take thing seriously, or even just avoid them entirely. So when Miguel is trying to get words out of him he won’t budge, like a heavy bolder, nothing will come out.

“Sorry let me rephrase it, Did you STEAL my gizmo or not?”

“So what if I did? I would never tell you.” Hobie responded

Just then Miguel lunged at Hobie and they both tumbled around for a few seconds before Miguel had him pinned on the floor.

“I’m going to ask you again, Did you steal something I own?” Miguel asked,

“….” No reposed, just a calm stare

Miguel leaned closer down to Hobies left ear and whispered,

“Did you steal my gizmo or not?” Just then Miguel was interrupted by small giggles coming from Hobies mouth.

“KPFT-hehahah!” Hobie laughed trying to scrunch his neck as much as possible.

“This is not a laughing matter!”

“Ihihihit tihihklehehes!!” Hobie gestured to his ear where Miguel whispered into.

“Ohh, so you’re ticking, huh?” Miguel teased wiggling his figures into the punks belly

“ACK- Waiahahaht!! Tickle me and your dea-HEAHAHAD!!” Hobie threatened, (turns out he was all bark no bite tho)

“My god you’re the most ticklish person I know!” Miguel said as he moved from his midsection down to his hips

“ILL FUHUHHAHUCKING KIHIHIHILL YOOOHAHAHAHAH!!!” Hobie barked out

“Sure you will!” Miguel laughed as he stop letting Hobie lie their limp,

“Lyla!” Miguel whispered

“Huh”

“scan him for me real quick? I promise this is important!”

“Fun, on what?”

“you know?” Miguel wiggled his fingers

“ohhhh yeah totes!” A orange screen popped up in front of him listing all of Hobies spots, he was so done for!

“oh wow, that’s more than I expected?”

“What’s more than you expected, Bitch” hobie growled

“what was that?” Miguel asked confidently,

“Did you call me a bitch?” Just then Miguel started to squeeze his knees

“HMPF- BAHAhahahah!!” Hobie threw his head back in laughter, kicking his legs around trying to get Miguel’s hands off him

“Has anybody told you you have an adorable laugh?” Miguel teased digging his other hand back into his hips

“NAHAHAH!! WAAHAHAHAITTTT!!!”

“You’ve asked me to wait a lot today, and yet I’ve never waited, what makes you think I’m gonna wait now?” Miguel talked out loud

“Alright, I’ll give you some time to breath” Miguel smirked,

“Tell me where you hid my stuff,”

“what?”

“My stuff? My gizmos?”

“Ohhh,”

“so? You gonna tell me or no?” Miguel asked squeezing his hips as a warning

“okAhahHA! Ok ok I’ll tehehell you!!”

“good”

“I took it and hid it in the cafeteria, then somebody picked it up, they threw it away, and then I left,” Hobie said, Hobie stayed tense on part where he knew he messed up and he knows what will happen to him

“They threw it away?”

“…yea?”

“Oh my god” Miguel sighed,

“waitwaitwaitwaitWAITWAITWAIT WAIT!!” By then it was to late, Miguel was both squeezing his knees and tickling anywhere he could get his hands around.

“PLEAHAHAHAA!! PLE-AHHAHA!!” Hobie tried to wriggle out underneath him but Miguel had him tight.

“Apologize, now” Miguel demanded

“WHYHIHIHI THE FUHAHAHCK WOULD I DOHOHOHO THAHAHAHT”

“We could do this all day! My schedule is open for anything Hobert”

“DONT CAHAHAHALL ME THAHAHAT!!” Hobie screamed, turning a bit red from the embarrassing name

“just say sorry man”

“OHOHOKAAY!! OHOHAHAKAY!! IM SORRY IM SOHOHARYY IM SAAHAORRY!!!” As quickly as those words left Hobies mouth the tickling stopped.

Hobie was left panting on my floor, as Miguel got off him and stood watching him catch his breath.

“yohohour fucking… ehevil!” Hobie said taking breaths in between words

“You’re fucking ticklish!” Miguel argued

Miguel may not have gotten his gizmo back but he definitely found a way to get Hobie back.

Alright that’s all boo boos!! Idk why it took so long but here’s your meal(*^ω^*)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

he's a star!!🗣⭐️

luv it (灬♥ω♥灬)

All in the name of Friendship

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Disclaimer: I want you to know that the tags that I put on here are going to be related to the second movie, but this fic is highly based on the first one! If you read my introduction post, and which fandom's I right for, then you'll know what I mean with this disclaimer!

Thank you for reading, and enjoy!

I'm so glad I finally had the motivation to write this because I can't get enough of the first movie!!

I'm still waiting to see the second one that came out!

About this fic you need to know;

This is a tickle fiction story. If you are not comfortable with that sort of thing, then this fanfic is not for you.

A good amount of swearing, but not too much that it's overboard.

Lee: Miles Morales

Ler: Gwen Stacy

Later ler: Peter B. Parker

Title;

All in the Name of Friendship

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon. The sun had just begun to set, giving the sky a beautiful ray of comfortable orange and yellow colors for the two spidey friends to look at. There weren't any crime today, which Miles and Gwen quietly thanked to themselves. The two decided to spend that peaceful day together with nothing but good laughs and just wanting to talk about whatever comes to mind.

They were currently sitting ontop of Miles' roof, enjoying the sunset while it lasts. They had 'lofi beat' music softly playing in the background to empathize the peace that flowed around them and their city.

They would be lying if this day wasn't the most perfect day of all.

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"You know, I never would have thought we would have a day just to ourselves." Gwen softly spoke, trying not to scare Miles with the sudden break of silence.

"Yeah, I could say the same. It almost feels.. Unnatural." Miles responded back, almost saying that last part like it was a question.

"Out of place, maybe? Either way, the day feeling this calm and collected brings back those days where it was always like this!" Gwen said. She looked at Miles, and then back at the sunset disappearing more and more the longer they sit there. Gwen picks up the conversation more.

"No villains to be stopped, no radioactive spider to turn a human into something that seems so unnatural.. Sometimes I think back too much and realize that.. I kind of miss those days. Those days where I feel like me, and not somebody who needs to save the world from these big bad guys who are also unnatural, and are probably dying to go back to where they were before they turned into these villains.." Gwen finished with a long sigh before turning to Miles once more.

"You put a LOT of thought into the past, don't you Gwen?" Miles said finally. He didn't know what to say, he was surprised that she thought back so far that she even started to think of all the villains she encountered may wanted their life back as a civilian before tragic got the worse out of them.

"That's it? No.. 'Yeh, I feel the same,' or 'I think back to those days too'. Nothing?" Gwen sounded irritated almost. Like she wanted someone to feel the same way as she does.

"No! I mean, I think the same way too, but.. Gwen, do you really think that far out?"

"Yes, I do! I've lost people doing this job and I didn't ask for it! All I ever wanted was for the people I care for to come back so then we all can be happy again. No need to worry about bad guys desperately trying to kill the heroes for their selfish acts.." Gwen cried out all of a sudden.

"I- Gwen.." Miles put his hand on her shoulder as a way to comfort her the best that he can. "This job is a really hard job, and there's no perfection to it.. Being a hero has no application to fill- no direction to what we do next.. You got bit for a reason.. Same way that I got bit too. And though it seems like a coincidence that we so happily gotten bit by some spider, it doesn't mean that it bit the wrong people. I mean, we could've used this power to be the next big villains! But look at us, look at you! You're a hero, Gwen. And though you've lost people because of this responsibility, you know that you didn't loose them on purpose. You fight for the ones you lost.. And I am sure as hell you fought your damn hardest to save them the best that you possibly could."

Woah, was that a lot to take in. Gwen was astonished.

"That.. Take that back right now, you don't mean that!" Gwen suddenly said.

"What?! How can I NOT mean that?" Surprised at what Gwen said, he took his hand off her shoulder, giving her a confused look.

"I-It was too much, you had pity in your voice when saying all of what you said!" Gwen softly striked Miles on the side, earning a chuckle and a flinch from the boy.

"I-Ihihm serious! I didn't just say all of that-which all came from the heart, may I add-just to pity you!" Miles had covered where Gwen had striked him with one of his arms.

"See?! You chuckled. I can't believe you Miles!" Gwen sarcastically said, crossing her arms.

"What?! I-? No, that was only because you striked me in the side! Not because I was lying to you." Miles is going to regret saying that..

"OH?, now you want to say that you "weren't lying to me" when, if I remember correctly, said nothing about you lying to me. Ohoh, Miles you are a dead man!"

Miles put his hands up as a way to defend himself for what's about to happen next.

"W-wait! I'm sorry! I knew you didn't say that I was lying, I-I was just saying that-"

"No need to apologize Miles! You're only apologizing because I'm about to tickle the absolute shit out of you!" Gwen went for his sides until her hands got caught by Miles' hands.

"W-WAHAIT! C-can we talk about this? Ihihi don't think this is necessary.." Miles said, nervously.

"Oh really? And talk about what? About you wanting to deny that what you said earlier was not in any way you pitying me for overthinking the past?" Gwen somewhat asked seriously, but also still wanting to play around.

"YeheEs! What I said earlier was the truth, I swehear on it! I overthink about it too, but not to the point where I dread my future!"

"So now you think I dread my future?! Miles, you've got some imagination if you think that I, Gwen Stacy, The almighty Ghost Spider, dread the future!"

Miles just about shrunk himself the best that he could at her statement, still holding on to her wrists.

"Now you're gonna get it, Miles!" Gwen pulled both of her hands from Miles' grip, only to free one of her hands, but that didn't stop her from digging into his side like she had planned to earlier.

"AAahaha! WaAihit! Ihih-Eeahaha, I'm sohohoryy!" Miles spassed out when Gwen was able to get to his side.

"Sorry doesn't cut it, spidey!" Gwen moved up from his side and to his ribs. You could say his ribs are a sweet spot.

"AAH-! GwEhehen, pleheheahase! I-hihi promise! I wahahasn't pihihitying you!" Miles desperately tried to get a hold of Gwen's free hand, but that only led Gwen to grab his defending hand, and move it to his other.

"Gwehen, please! Ihi-"

"Is someone laughing up a storm out here?" Someone said behind the two.

"Peter! Hey, come help me will ya? Miles was pitying my thoughts by saying this big 'ole "heartfelt" message all because I was moping the past." Gwen said.

"I was beheing serious! Peheter please! I need help with getting her to know that Ihi wasn't saying it to pihity her feelings!" Miles cried out.

"Woah woah, hold on now.. Let me get this straight. Gwen was telling you about her thoughts about the past, and you give her a heartfelt message to look up to so she doesn't overthink about the past?" Peter explained.

"YeE-ehes!" Miles all of a sudden felt his side being tasered.

Peter gave a blank stare to Miles.

"Ehe, alright.. His worst spot is his stomach, Gwen." Peter spat out, walking towards the two.

"PehEHETER! W-WAHAIT!! GWEHEHEN! DOhOHN'T" Miles fell on his back, desperately trying to cover his stomach.

With Peter now closer to Miles and Gwen, he squat down to grab both of Miles' wrists and pulled them up to rest on his head.

"You did this to yourself Miles. You shouldn't have felt bad for Gwen's feelings to the point where you thought you had to give her a meaningful message!" Peter argued sarcastically.

"AHARE YOHOU GUHuhuyYS SEHERihOus?!"

"Serious as we have ever been Miles." Gwen said, not going so hard on his stomach now that he is getting to the point where he needs a break.

"Face it Miles, you knew this was gonna happen when you gave Gwen pity." Peter decided to join in and used one of his hands to lightly scribble his underarm.

"IHIH-Eehahaha!- Ihi'mhm sOrhorry! Plehehase, Hahave mhm- MEHERCY!-" Miles couldn't take it anymore. I mean, come on now. Getting tickled at your stomach AND your armpits?! That's villain behavior!

When Gwen saw that Miles was at his breaking point, she stopped going for his stomach and gave Peter the que to stop as well.

With both friends stopping their playful attack, Miles could finally take deep rewarding breathes all the while still laying on the roof.

"You good Miles? You look like you're about to pass out!" Peter asked.

"Yeh-yeheah.. J-juhust give mehe a minute." Miles breathed out.

"Just let him be for a minute, he'll be alright." Gwen said, fixing her posture to sit up right.

"Yohou guys still think I was pitying your feelings, Gwen?" Miles said, lookin up at the both of them with a smile.

Both Peter and Gwen looked at each other, and then back at Miles.

"Yes." they both said in unison.

"You guys are the wohorst!" Miles cried out.

"It's all in the name of friendship!" Gwen poked at Miles stomach, startling the poor dude.

AAAHHH!!

I really hope you guys liked it!

It's my first fiction, so I'm hoping it's not too bad..

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed, and have a wonderful day/night!