The set of Avengers: Endame was beyond secretive. Most of the actors only had the parts of the script that included their lines, only a few select people knew all of the major plot points, and even the official name wasn’t common knowledge at that point but Marvel wasn’t the only one keeping secrets. “Anthony! What’s up, man?” Tom Holland greeted after finishing up a scene. “Trying to figure out this movie, man haha. You put anything together yet?” Anthony Mackie replied. “It was mostly green screen so no, not a thing” the charming Englishman laughed, getting a similar laugh from Anthony before the two parted ways with a friendly ‘see ya around’. Anthony kept walking toward the hallway’s exit while Tom returned to his dressing room, quickly peeling off the already sweaty spider suit to get dressed. He slipped on his t-shirt and jeans but when he went to grab his socks, they were nowhere to be found. 

“Huh…that’s weird; they were right here” Holland tried to think, looking around his dressing room to find the pair he’d worn to set but it was like they’d vanished. “Damn…I did wear socks today, didn’t I?” Tom began to second guess, unaware they weren’t lost at all. Behind the secrecy of his tinted windows, Mackie took another big whiff of Tom’s dirty socks from inside his car. “Damn…that’s fucking amazing” Anthony couldn’t help but laugh with indulgent pleasure as the flavor of Holland’s feet soaking in the cotton socks drove him crazy and proved once again the unforeseen perk of working with such quality talent. 

The next day was just like the one before, casual conversation between scenes and speculation about the giant movie they were all making with today being Chris Evans’ first day back since filming two weeks earlier. Not allowed to watch Evans film, Anthony listened to him from the hallway talking to Wanda and Vision for a few minutes before slipping into Chris’ dressing room unseen. He looked around for a second until finding the button down shirt, pants, boots, and crumpled up crew socks sitting in each boot, the sight alone enough to excite Anthony. He quickly grabbed the worn socks and even got in a quick sniff, taking in the leathery sweat like his own personal drug before stuffing them in his pocket and heading out. 

Unlike the day before, Anthony did have another scene to film that day so after putting the prized socks in his car, he returned back to set and ran into Sebastian Stan at craft services. “Good to see we both made it back for this one” Sebastian teased. “Tell me about it; I’m having to guess what’s going on based on who I run into” Anthony laughed. “I know what you mean” Stan agreed with a smile as a voice from the main set called Mackie. “I guess that’s my cue – don’t eat all the good shit!” Anthony instructed before leaving Sebastian to his lunch. “Hey, Sebastian, did you see anyone go in my dressing room?” Chris Evans asked as he rounded the corner minutes later. “No, something wrong?” “This is gonna sound strange but I think somebody took my socks” he chuckled like he knew how ridiculous the idea was. “Really? That’s funny because I couldn’t find mine last week when I came to shoot” Sebastian explained. 

“Are you guys talking about the movie or something else…? I don’t wanna get in trouble or anything” a cautious Tom Holland asked as he approached the older actors. “No, we were talking about our missing socks” Chris answered, watching Tom’s expression become more concerned. “No way! I couldn’t find mine yesterday either! They were in my dressing room and then they just weren’t” Holland informed. “What the hell is going on? You don’t think a fan got in somehow do you? I mean people do sell stuff like that online” Sebastian offered. “I don’t know but something’s definitely going on” Chris concluded with a new mission to solve the missing socks mystery. 

The next day was a rather short filming day but a chunk of the cast was still required. However, after filming his part Chris Evans, stuck behind in secret to see if he could find out what was happening with their socks. He hid out between two of the large set pieces in eye-line of the dressing rooms, watching for close to an hour until his stake-out got interesting. Chris watched Anthony make his way down the row of doors, expecting him to go into his room but instead he slipped into Sebastian’s. “No way…” Chris gawked with a smile of disbelief, waiting for only a minute until Anthony came back out as cool as a cucumber but the black sock sticking out his pocket told Evans exactly who the sock thief was. Later that same day, after the last scene, Mackie was busy talking to one of the Russo brothers while the rest of his scene partners went to get out of costume. Anthony chatted with the co-director for a few minutes about a question he’d had before returning to his dressing room, taking off the suit and putting on his t-shirt, jeans, and socks until a sudden banging on the door demanded his attention. 

“Anthony! There’s a fire – we have to get out!” Chris Evans shouted with an urgent tone, prompting Mackie to hurry out with his shoes in hand but when he started down the hallway he was quickly grabbed, pulled into Evans’ dressing room by the buff star. “What the hell?!” Anthony tried to figure out but before he got any answers, his shirt was ripped off and Chris had him wrapped up in a bear hug so Sebastian and Tom could get rid of his socks. “Guys, what the fuck?! Come on! I thought there was a fire!” “Not quite” Chris answered with a laugh just as Anthony noticed the bizarre chair. “Ya’ll doing some freaky shit in here or what??” Mackie questioned with a jab at his co-stars before he was forced into the bondage device, his arms in a Y formation above his head and his legs in a similar position out in front of him strapped to the chair’s four extensions, leaving him in an angled X shape. 

“Come on, man, what is this?!” Anthony demanded to know with growing uneasiness as he struggled to get loose, fearing it wasn’t just some prank. “We know about the socks” Sebastian added. “…what are you talking about?” “Our socks; we know you’ve been taking them” Tom elaborated. “You guys are crazy - let me outta this thing!” Mackie insisted but all it took was Chris reaching closer and pulling out Sebastian’s socks from his pants pocket to prove their case. “It was just a joke…really! Haha I was just having some fun!” Anthony tried to play off, not ready to admit his raging foot fetish. 

“Really?  A joke, huh? Then you won’t mind if we have some fun with you too” Chris challenged with a smirk of playful revenge as he, Tom, and Sebastian stood around their captive friend. “You already took my socks - we’re even!” Mackie laughingly tried to point out but was cut off by Chris fingering between his ribs. “aAhohwhat was that??” “Oh man, you’re pretty ticklish, aren’t you?” Sebastian taunted. “Hell no! Come on! Just let me go!” Mackie pressed with another jolt in the chair. “Where else are you ticklish?” Chris proposed as he started poking around in his side and watching Anthony try to recoil but the straps held his arms in place and Sebastian was waiting on the other side just as eager to tease him. 

“CoMeOnOOnAhoAhaA GUuyySs!” Anthony tried to deter while fighting to control his reaction. “I could’ve just given you my socks if you really wanted a pair” Tom added with his attention on Mackie’s bare feet, kneeling beside the left leg extension and stroking just a few fingers up his sole to test him out. “oAohAohAohNNOoAHosSHIiITT” “Haha that’s great” Holland relished before slowly fluttering up and down the same naked sole to really get him going. “Check out these armpits…are they ticklish too?” Chris teased as Anthony shook his head with giggly ‘no’s’. “Good thing they’re wide-open for us to find out then” Sebastian added before he and Chris began poking around in both pits, making Mackie jerk in the chair and pull on the strong straps even harder. “AhoAHaohNNOONnNoHoHAOhAGGEETToOOOouUuUTT!” “I thought they weren’t ticklish” Chris reminded as he added a second finger to the rapid poking. “AhAOhaoOoKKoOkAHOHAATTHhEeyyYAarREeE! NNOOowwWSSTOoOPP!” “So you lied to us??” Sebastian challenged, mirroring Chris’ two-finger approach with easy success. 

“AHohoAHohAOhaJJUuSTTSTToOoPPPp!!” “I had to wear my trainers home without any socks the other day because of you; I think you deserve some payback” Tom answered as he sped up his attack on the smooth sole, spidering all over with a devious smile. Sebastian and Chris’ technique followed Tom’s lead and suddenly transitioned with both of them wiggling into his armpits like they were foraging for hidden treasure in the dark hair. “AOAoAHoAhAOhAnNoOnNoohAOhAOHAOHAOhAOHaFfuUccK! AhoAHohaAOAHAOhAOha IIimMGgOoONNAHA KKiIiCCkkHAOAHYYyAALLLSSAAsSSs!!” “Come on, tough guy – let’s see it” Chris answered with a flashy smile, enjoying the tickle revenge more than he had anticipated. Evans had always had a tickle monster streak in him but it rarely came out so having his buddy so perfectly vulnerable and an excuse to drive him crazy. 

“I wonder if I can count all these hairs…” Sebastian proposed with a put-on curiosity before ‘counting’ the hairs with quick, light pinches just barely touching Anthony. “oohAOoHohAOHAhoAhoDdOOooONnTT! AhAhoAHCCoOOMmEoOoNNmMmAAnnN!!” Mackie argued while trying his hardest to pull his arm down or squirm away. “Hold still or I’m gonna lose count and have to start over” Sebastian instructed while teasing the exposed armpit as if he was actually trying to see how much hair there was. “There was this thing I used to do to my brother you might like; let me show you” Chris introduced as his hand wrapped around the edge of his underarm with his fingers more on his back and just his thumb on his armpit. “NnoOnNNOHAOhOAHa! IiiDdOoOnnTTtwWWAANnnAAAkKNnNooOoWWW!” Anthony laughingly tried to prevent but his giggly attempt was undercut by Chris’ thumb digging into the base of his pit right below the hair, moving around in every direction like a joystick. “AHAOAHAOhAOhAOHANNoONNNoHAOhaohaFFUuUCCkKTTHhhAATT!!” “I don’t think he likes it, man” Sebastian added with a smirk. “Sure he does; look at that smile” Chris assured while working into the terribly ticklish spot and watching Mackie buck against the chair like he couldn’t stand it. 

Tom’s initial excitement to tease Anthony had quickly developed into a real taste for tickle torture, now holding back the toes of the same foot with one hand and raking down the satin sole with slow, lengthy strokes to get his entire foot. The Falcon costume’s boots had left Mackie’s feet nice and supple so Tom’s short nails were hell on his trapped foot, adding to the booming laughter filling Chris’ dressing room. “AAhAooAHooAHOhaAGGETttTOOOoffMMMYyyYFFoOooTT!! AhOAHAOhAOhAoahaaAOHAA IIIMMMNnOoOoTTTFfFUuCCkKIIINnNGG KkIiIiDdiinNnGG!! SSTToOOoPP!!” “Alright, I guess I can try something else” Tom obliged before focusing on the creamy balls right below his toes, scratching and zig-zagging within the same couple inches. “AAAAAHOOHOAHAOHAOAHHAhHhOOOllyYSsHHiiITT! HohAANNOoNnNoHAOHAOAH NNOooTTThHAAAaATTT!!” The fresh approach seemed to dial his laughter up a notch, struggling in the chair with newfound motivation to break loose but Tom didn’t miss a beat, holding his strong toes back for total access to one of Anthony’s worst spots. 

“I think I’m gonna try somewhere else” Sebastian announced while Chris was still digging in with just his thumb. Anthony tried to watch Sebastian to see where he was going next but was laughing too hard to actually focus, leaving him in suspense until he felt both hands launch onto his ribs, all ten fingers suddenly kneading in like a bad massage. “AAHoAoAHoAHoHOAhOhoAA SsOOONNOooFFFAabBBiITTCChh! AHoHAohAohANNoNNOOHAoHAAhAhoHAA GgeeTTOoooOFFFF!!” “But I just started” Sebastian teased as he moved to straddle Mackie, standing over him for an even better angle to get at his ribs. About a minute later Chris stopped tickling so he could move around behind him, giving Anthony only a minute to realize he was up to something before both hands shot into his pits. “AAahoAHOAHOAHAOHAOHAHOohAOhaOOhOnNOOnNNNnoOHAOHAOhAOHA GGoOoSsSOoMMeEWWHheEERrrReEELLLSEEeE!!” “I don’t negotiate with sock thieves” Evans answered with another vicious smile as he wiggled into the inside edges of both underarms and Anthony descended further into ticklish hysteria. 

With only his jeans on to protect him, Mackie’s usual macho confidence was dwindling by the second and with each of his co-stars ready to explore his defenseless body, he certainly had a reason to be nervous.  All three Marvel stars were enjoying themselves but Chris seemed to be having the most fun as he wrecked the outstretched armpits, now trying out a different technique to cover more ground and keep Anthony on his toes. “I don’t think you were telling us the truth about why you took our socks earlier…” Evans admitted while his fingertips clawed up and down his entire armpits. “AhOAoHAohIIidDDiiIDdhAOha IItTwWWAaSSsAAJJjOOoKkKeEEE!” “I don’t know if I believe that, man” Sebastian chimed in while jabbing all over his ribs with just a few fingers. “AhOAIiimMSSeeEERrRriIOOUUuSss!!” Anthony tried his best to convince through the steady laughter. “You already lied to us once about not being ticklish so how do we know you’re not now?” Chris taunted, slowly speeding up his stroking to prompt a better confession. “AhOAHahoAiIIMMNnoOOOoTT! AHoAHaohaOAHA JJUUSTTSSTToOoPPpTTiICCkKLiinNGMmMEEEE!”

“You’re only making this worse” Sebastian added before squeezing into his thigh with both hands. “AHoAHOhOAHoahAFFFUUucCKKYYOoOouuU!!” “At least if I see my socks on eBay I’ll know who they came from” Tom laughed as he moved over to the opposite foot, now scratching along his low arch and getting a violent jerk from Anthony. “Haha what was that?” Holland questioned after noticing the heightened reaction, running down his foot again until he got another quick jolt, giving away a serious sweet spot right at the top of his heel. “HAohAohSSTToOoPPP!!” “Oh no way, not now” Tom rejected before holding the foot in place and concentrating on the same spot with just a few fingers. “AAAhAohAOhAnNooNNNoAOHAOHAHAOhAOhAOHOASsSHHiiIiTT!!” Mackie howled louder than before and Tom grinned with satisfaction. “Tom must’ve been really mad about having to go without socks that day” Sebastian laughed at their young co-star’s ruthlessness. “I thought mine had somehow gotten up and walked away. At least I know what happened now…but until I get a better reason for taking them, I’m gonna keep tickling” Chris assured before suddenly drilling into the middle of both pits, now a little sweaty and even easier to tickle. 

“OOAhoaHoHAaohaohNNOoNNnOOAHoAHAOhAOHAOAHAOHAOSSTTOOoPP!! SSTToOoOOoPPp!! GGGEETTOOuuUTTOoOFFTTHhEERREEE!!!” Anthony practically launched out of the chair with sudden desperation as his laughter became more high pitched and all over the place. “That’s it, isn’t it? Right there in the middle” Evans taunted with two stiff fingers in each of Mackie’s slippery armpits. “AHAOAHaohaohaoaAOhAOAHAOHAOAoAHAOHAHoAHahao CCOOmMMEEoOnnN!! AHoAHaohAhoAHaOHAAIiIiCCAAnnNTtTAAAkKEEiIiiTTT!!” “Alright, I don’t want you passing out on us” Chris surprisingly obliged after an insane two minutes of him and Tom targeting his worst spots. “Guys, maybe we should give him a break” Evans suggested with a concerned tone, getting Sebastian and Tom’s fingers to back away and allow Mackie a minute to relax in the chair. “Alright…you got me back” Anthony tried to reason. “We wanna keep going; why do you think we gave you a break?” Chris replied before squeezing into his lower sides with both hands, ending the momentary relief. “AAHaohOAHAaHoAHAFFuUCckKKIInNnGGAASsSSHHHOOoLLLLEEE!!! NnNoOOoO!!” Anthony raged with a frustrated smile as the gang tickling picked right back up with Tom exploring his toes and Sebastian toying with his nipples. 

Holland’s slender fingers were able to get at Anthony’s toes with ease, scratching along the silky undersides no matter how much his foot writhed in place.  “AhAOHNOOnNnoHoaHAOHAohA GGGEEtTtTAaWWAAYyFFRRoOomMMYyTToOoeEESSS!!” “He said keep tickling his toes” Sebastian interpreted with a smirk. Tom just laughed at how much that must’ve pissed Anthony off and followed suit, repositioning himself to sit between the spread legs and going to town on both helpless feet. “AAHAoAHaOHaOhAAohAAOHAhAahAFFfuUuCcKkAHoAHAOHAAOH!!” Mackie thrashed the little he could in the chair as Tom worked on his tender toes but Sebastian was just as big of a problem at his chest. Anthony’s hard nipples now had Stan’s full attention as his fingertips danced across them and he even tweaked them a few times just to mess with Mackie, provoking a slew of threats and insults that of course only fueled Sebastian’s friendly torture. 

The chair was actually something Chris already had, a replica of one he’d seen online that he’d built for personal use. Even though Anthony wasn’t his first victim, he was certainly shaping up to be one of the most fun. Mackie would’ve probably been more curious about where the chair had come from if he wasn’t preoccupied but the trio, especially Evans, didn’t give him a chance to do much but laugh. “AhaoHAAOhAOoHHMmyYgGOooDdd! HAohAOhAnNoONnoAHOhaohsSTToOpPpIiIiT! aHOAAhoAAIIIMmMSsEerRiIOOUUuSSS!!” “How about I let you pick where I go; stay down here at your sides or your ribs?” Chris offered without taking a break from squeezing his lower sides. “AHoHAOAHoHAoaHohAOHAA NnNEeEiIITTHhEERrr!!” “Alright” Evans answered before suddenly plunging into both armpits, catching Anthony off guard and shooting his laughter up at least a few notches. “AHAHAAAAAHOHaOAHAOHAOHAOHAAohMMmOoTThHEERrfFuUUcCKKeeRR!! NnohOAhaHOAANNOOOoOTTTthhhaAATTT!!” “I think we have a winner for most ticklish spot, fellas” Chris announced while digging into the center of his pits. 

“Are you sure about that?” Tom challenged with a sudden jump back to the top of the heels where they met his arches and scribbling as fast as he could. “AAAAHoahoaHAOHAOHAAOHAOHAHOAOHSSHHIIIiITT!! AHoAHOAHoaHAOHAOHAoaHoHOAHAOhANNOONnNooHOAHoAHOAHAOHAOHAA!!” Mackie’s sweaty body jerked against the straps with wide eyes of insanity, overwhelmed by the attention to such trigger spots. “I think it’s about a tie” Sebastian added. “HAOaHOAHohAOhaYYyyeESsSs!! AHOAHAOhaOHAOHAOHAJJUUSsTtSSTTOoOPPP!!” Anthony tried to assure in hopes it’d get them to lay off. “Yeah I guess” Chris accepted as he pulled back in favor of dragging his nails along Anthony’s sides for a prolonged teasing, going up and down with gentle persistence until suddenly jumping back into his sweat-lubed pits. Mackie’s head flew back and his laughter spiraled again as he fought to escape the tickle chair and Evans’ relentless hands burrowing into his desperate armpits. 

After teasing and tickling Anthony’s nipples for close to 15 minutes, Sebastian moved down to his stomach and immediately realized he’d found another great spot. “AhoHAoHAOhaoAHohaohASSEeBbAasSTtIiiANnnNCCOOMMEeoOOnN!! AHoahoAhAOhAGGeettoOoFFFMMYSSttoOMMAcCchh!!” “All these muscles and you’re still this ticklish?” Sebastian taunted while fluttering all over the tight belly, barely even touching him but it drove Mackie up the wall. “I wonder if he took our socks because he’s got a thing for feet?” Tom proposed with a glimmer of mischief in his eye, sparking a unique panic in Anthony but before he could denounce the suggestion, he felt Tom licking up his right foot. “AhAOhaonNOOnNOhOAHaOhAAoAHaOaSSToOoOpPpp!” “Oh shit haha. I didn’t know you had it in you, kid” Evans laughed as he watched Holland glide along the curvature of Mackie’s arch. Eager to see what he was missing, Sebastian looked back in time to see Tom licking across the rich balls, his tongue all the way out like Mackie was a dessert on a stick. 

“I think you were right about why he stole the socks…he looked particularly worried when you brought it up” Sebastian pointed out to Tom. “AHoHANNNOoOoHoHAohoaHAOhaaAohAA SsEEERrRiIiOuUuSsLlYY!!” Mackie attempted to extinguish or at least convince them to ignore but it was hard to shake the conclusion they’d come to, especially while he was laughing his ass off. By now the entire right sole was glossy but Tom wasn’t done, moving on to the other foot and winding his tongue up and down with devoted enthusiasm. Chris and Sebastian couldn’t help but laugh at Anthony’s obvious frustration as they continued tickling him senseless, with Evans now wiggling in the puffs of armpit hair for a light yet maddening technique and Stan squeezing into both of his inner thighs. “AhAOaHoahaohAHOAAHAOHoafFFuUuCckKIinNNGghAOHAOHACCCHHIILlL!! AHoAHAOHaOhAOhaEEEnNNOOouUGGHh!” Anthony begged as Chris and Sebastian proved to be vicious ticklers and Tom’s tongue lapped up his savory feet. 

“I do have a question now that I think about it; did you take anyone else’s socks or just ours?” Chris asked as they all collectively took another pause. “…fuck you, man” Anthony answered between breaths with a playful grin of attitude. “Oh, you want more? We were being nice and giving you another break but alight!” Evans added as the tickling fired back up. “NOOonnoOAhAOhAOhaohoAaAHoAHoAHaohaoAHao” Mackie erupted with Chris plunging into the base of his pits, Sebastian digging into his ribs, and Tom scratching up and down the now very clean soles. “AhAohoHAOhAoAHaHIIIMmmGGOOONnNAAAHoAHAOHA PpPiIiSsMMYySSsEeELLLFFfF!!” Anthony warned with realized worry in his voice. “Go ahead” Sebastian challenged, figuring it was just a ploy. “AhoAHaoAhoahaohaohAAfFFuuUuCckkIINNGgsSTtTOoOOOPPP!” Anthony roared, desperately trying to keep from humiliating himself further. 

“I kind of want to see if he will” Evans added with twisted curiosity, sparking a new panic in Anthony at the challenge before drilling into the middle of his pits. “AAAHOAHAOHNNNoOoOOO!!” Mackie begged as his arms strained against the straps but he couldn’t stop Tom from going after his other sweet spot, focusing all his attention at the top of the sandy pink heels. “AAAhAOhAOaHAOhAOhAOHANNOOnnooHAoPpLlLLeEEEEAAAsSEeEE!! AHoaHaohAOHHAoAhAOHAOHA IiiICCcaAANnNTTT DDoOOOIIiITTTahaOHAoaHAOHAA!!” Mackie laughed and jerked and pleaded until they broke him only two minutes later, peeing himself right there in the dressing room; a sign of ultimate defeat for any tickler. All three of them stopped once they realized he’d actually done it, allowing Anthony to relax and catch his breath as the dark stain grew around the crotch of his blue jeans. “Nobody says…a fucking word about this” Mackie instructed with a tight jaw of dead seriousness, uniquely embarassed and emasculated. “As long as no more of my socks go missing” Chris answered. “Deal...”

The next day on set was back to normal with the tickle torture nothing more than an inside joke among the four actors. Anthony arrived on set a little quieter than usual but when he got to his dressing room, he found a pair of dirty ankle socks sitting on his chair with a note – ‘Sorry if we went too far and I hope you’re not too mad. I wore these to the gym this morning; they’re all yours, mate – Tom’.