#lee!spiderman

Would you be willing to draw your favorite lee?

Oh my favourite lee?? Ohhh.. it’s probably spidey.. or Loki

Me when spideypool (◕‿◕✿)

Summary; Peter is bored and feels left out. Holidays could be extremely draining sometimes..everyone was away, but did that really mean he was as alone as he thought? Characters; Lee!Peter Ler!Sam/Bucky

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A soft sigh left Peter as he laid over the table in the avengers lounge. Holidays were usually fun, playing with friends, texting, seeing new things.. but not this time. His eyes flickered to his phone. Two whole weeks had passed and he hadn’t heard of MJ or Ned. Both were on vacation, somewhere out in the world with their parents, and he was stuck in New York.. Aunt may was working overseas because of an emergency and if it couldn't get any worse.. His suit was hidden away, his aunt had forbade him to run around in it while she was gone.. a grimace fell onto his face.. and Tony? He was arguing with Steve about some weird incoming mission.

His eyes fell to the papers which he still had to finish for school. “Uuugh..” he bemoaned and melted even more over the table.

A yelp escaped him when fingers ran over his shoulder blades and his head snapped up. “Having issues kid?” Bucky asked with slight amusement at his reaction. Peter puffed his cheeks “No, not really.” He sighed and grabbed the pen again, twirling it between his fingers. Bucky raised an eyebrow and sat down at the corner by his side, “What’s the long face for champ?” He hummed, his amusement long gone. Peter shook his head but eyed his phone.

Bucky followed his gaze, “You waiting on someone?” Peter hummed, not meeting the soldiers gaze, rather staring back at his work. "Mj and Ned." he stated lowly. It was awfully rare that they were apart, specifically so that no one could muster up the time to talk to one another. It was like hell on earth,.. for a few days not a problem but so long…

A chime of the elevator announced a newcomer and ripped Peter out of his thoughts, Bucky looked up and exchanged a worried glance with Sam. The uncle of two frowned and walked to Peters side, opposite of Bucky. “You’re still sitting on those?” He asked lightly, raising an eyebrow. Peter sighed in annoyance and eyed him. Sam’s eyebrows raised at the stink eye he got before frowning “How about a break?” He offered “I was about to collect mister Grumpy over there anyways for a game marathon.” He offered with a playful grin as his thumb pointed at Bucky. Peter eyed the work sheets, hearing Bucky scoff before seeing him stand in the corner of his eyes.

The man hummed and promptly took the kid by the armpits “Decision time’s up, come on buddy.” He grinned. The sudden gravity change made Peter break into hysterical giggles in an instant, “HEY! Buhucky!” He gasped and kicked out, only for Sam snigger and squeeze the boy's knee in a playful manner. “Sahaham!” Peter giggled shrilly and kicked out at him, all sadness fogotten in a fracture of a second. Bucky chuckled and held him slightly higher “I think we might've found our first game” he commented as a smirk played on his features. Sam huffed, eyeing them both with a playful smile "And our first rule, no kicking the game master!" He growled playfully. Peter froze for a second at the lingering threat before his giggles returned tenfold and he shook his head, squirming over Bucky and out of his hold. Landing with a slight backflip and a low stance “N-Now hold on- I never agreed—“ Sam sniggered and formed claws, slowly advancing to the teen.

“Better run before this timer runs out as well.” Sam warned with a playful grin.

Peter frowned, hands in front of him “Sam- I don’t” “Pete..” Bucky purred making Peter’s half-growl falter and as soon as those words left the super soldier and he took a step back. Bucky smirked deviously “3….” Peter shook his head and lowered himself further with a nervous grin, getting ready for them to pounce. “2..” Sam grinned and took a step forward making the boy yelp and scatter out of the lounge. “OOH PETER!” Sam thaunted and dashed after him “BUCKYHYhe HAHASN’T COUNTED DOWN YEHEHEHET!” Peter yelped and giggled shilly when he barely side stepped Sam’s pounce, making the man slip over the freshly cleaned floor.

The boy laughed as he made it past the man, jumping over Sam who was looking at the wall down the hallway in disbelief. Bucky hot on Peters tail they continued the chase. “Careful! Ground’s slippery!” Sam called making both males up front cackle. Peter slowled slightly at the short distraction and Bucky caught up. The younger squeaked and let himself drop to the floor sliding along it before grabbing the doorway and shooting into the living room. He got up in a smooth fashion and with a rather proud expresion which was however short lived and he yelped when Bucky had followed his example, however undercalulated the force, making them crash into another. Peter let out a short scream as he got swept off his feet, barely having been warned by his spider sense. Bucky held onto him, both of them coming to a quick stop in what was almost the middle of the room.

The two sat there for a second, recollecting themselves. “Please ensure not to run on slippery ground Peter.” Friday suddenly chimed in making Peter growl at her yet before he could retaliate he felt the super solder breathing down his neck. “Buhucky!” He whined a giggle and scrunched up as he leaned away from the super soldier. The man grinned “What? I’m not doing anything!” Sam sniggered and walked over to join them. “Great catch Buck.” He smirked and loomed over the boy. “Anything you wanna say before the tickle monster takes over?”

Peter smirked back at him “You suck” “You little...” Sam growled and pounced. Peter squeaked and kicked his legs, practically pushing Bucky and him further away from Sam. Yet it was useless as hands dug into his sides and ribs "NaAhahAhao! SAhAham!"

The hands lifted in an instant at the hiccupy shriek. He met Sam's eyes which held uncontrolled mischief and surprise. "Did-" he smirked in glee and looked at Bucky "Did you hear that?!" he exclaimed. Peter flushed red with a soft groan but the low laugh behind him made him smile anew and giggle in anticipation. "I did." the smirk dripping heavily in bucky's voice. "Never heard him make that sound before." he sniggered making Peter groan yet again in utter embarrassment. "Will you- EhEhehehey!" he yelped and pushed at Bucky's hands which latched onto his sides, leaving him open. Sam filed that away for later with a grin as Peter's bouncy giggles filled the otherwise silent living room.

“Nahahaha! Cohome on!” He bemoaned playfully. Sam sniggered “‘Come on’ what Pete?” The male adjusted himself before squeezing Peter’s knee, making him kick out. “WAH-! NOhohoHohOhu!” The boy squeaked and reached for Sam’s wrist only for his arms to slam back down with a giggly shriek when Bucky scribbled along his higher ribs… threateningly close to his armpits.

“Buhuhuckyheheee!”

Sam huffed at the kicking limps and growled “Peter, what was rule number one?” He asked, yet not getting an answer aside form boyish giggles as Peter tried pushing himself up and away from Bucky’s silent threat. The male smirked, Peter had a soft blush on his cheeks which heated his ears, “Nohohoho! buhucky!” The kid warned through his giggles. Peter shook his head, oh he was doomed, these two weren’t going to let him get anywhere until they thought the game was over. A almost electric feeling raced over his whole nervous system, making him arch his back before leaning forth to his trapped leg. “SAM!” He squeaked out, reaching for the hand below his knee only for a very cold hand to slip under his shirt and scribble over his ribs “HeHEhEHEhy! BuHUHUhucky!” He laughed lightly, hands clasping back down in an X shape to protect his torso. Another flick up the back of his knee made him shriek and tug at it, getting it free with ease. Sam eyed the boy, their eyes locked and Peter felt a thrill rush through him at the silent threat, yet unable to get away from the Falcon who was yet again rushing after his leg, all he did was lean further into Bucky as if he could phase through the soldier somehow. Talking about the Soldier, Bucky was smirking down endaringly at the boy. Somehow he reminded him of Steve when they were younger, the captain would also be too ticklish for his own good, yet unlike Peters sensitivity, Steve's wasn't well known.

A dark chuckle left his lips and he explored his stomach a little, taking note of the hightened pitch in giggles and every reaction it sought from the spider. Peter meanwhile was loosing his little head as the two worked in an awful precision to make him flail and laugh back and forth. "Heh, poor kid. Too tickish for his own good" Bucky mused, Sam looked up at his friend with a hint of surprise, the guy wasn't always up for these kinds of games after all.

As quickly as the surpise had came it passed and a devious smirk played on his features. "yeah, poor Peter." he sighed dramatically as he yet again caught the limp and this time kept it in his lap. "I have to say, being that ticklish has to be maddening." he shook his head. Bucky hummed, his amusement leaking through as the two ignored the low giggly groan from the teen to "cut it out!" "Yeah, imagine.. I mean it would be a true shame if a villain would ever find out about this." he 'muttered'. "IHIhiHIhi'm RIhIHihight HEHERE!" Peter protested. Sam hummed "Did you hear something?" Bucky shook his head in feigened innocence. "No, must've been the wind." he said and smirked at his friend "getting so old you're already hearing nonesense?" he teased. Sam growled and his attack on the boys knee and occasional hip squeezes picked up.

Peter yelped and kicked Sam, only for his other leg to be caught as well. "What did we say about kicking?" Bucky growled onto his ear. "IHIHi DihIHIDn'T MEHEHAN TOAHAHA- BUHUCKY NAHA!" he cried out and squeezed his eyes shut, succumbing to the dreadful 'torture' that Bucky had unleashed on his armpits. Sam sniggered "thanks Buck." Bucky huffed in acknowledgement.

Peter laughed his heart out for awhile, the technique of scribbling and pinching around his armpit was driving him up the wall, where did Bucky learn this anyways?!

“AHAHA OHOHOKAY IHIHI’M SOHORRY!” He squeaked out between bouts of laughter and Bucky let up, feeling Peter relax into him.

Sam sniggered and gave the kid a second to catch his breath before he hummed innocently. “You know what we should do?” He asked making Bucky hum curiously. Peter also shook his head, slightly adjusting in Buckys hold to be a little more comfortable, maybe thinking they were already done yet Sam had a mischievious, almost evil plan... “Peter in biology you have the human organs right now, right?” Peter nodded “yeah..?” He murmured and raised an eyebrow “Why do you ask?”

Sam shrugged “do you know where the liver lies inside?” He asked and Peter opened his mouth to reply, his hand pointing at Sam's abdomen, then he pointed to his own and then he let it fall with a soft, concrentrated frown. It was easy on paper… “uh..” he murmured and Sam shook his head with a soft tut. “Here, see…” he said and moved his finger up between Peter and Bucky to Peter’s back and slowly moved down. Peter gasped softly and stiffed at the feeling. Sam slowly moved over his side to his front, feeling the muscles jump underneath. “And it goes along here…” he muttered his explanation and a grin fell onto Peters features, yet he held the giggles in.

Sam grinned. “And same here, it’s the other one, both go all the way over here.” He said, moving both his fingers around his back to his front. To his glee Peter let out a high pitched giggle and clamped his arms down.

Sam huffed “Pete you need to know this… Bucky help me out here would you?” “My pleasure.” Peter shuddered and anticipating giggles left his mouth, he tried swallowing them, only managing ever so slightly.

Sam smirked internally, once the kid figured out they were playing around he’d definitely kick their asses in combat training… or play one or two pranks but the soon to be realisation on his face was going to make all of this so worth it.

“You should show the kid the stomach too” Bucky chimed in making Sam hum in delight “you’re right..” he said and looked at Peter “know where it is?” Peter was about to answer, only for Sam to start tracing it “it goes from up here.. aaaaaaall the way over here and then back down heeere…” Peter giggled, playfully pushing at Sam’s hands “Stohohop!” He whined at the way too playful gesture “what why? Isn’t this important for your studies?” Sam smirked and Peter stared at him, his silly grin not leaving even when the realization was setting in “Noho!” He squeaked “We ohonly need to know it for the books!”.

Sam sniggered “well too bad!” He growled and latched onto his sides. Peter squealed and grabbed at man’s hands, wriggling in his hold with bubbly laughter. “Nahaha SAHahaham! Thihis iHIhisnt ahabout bihiologyhehee! Youhuhu Prihick!” He groaned the last part though it more so sounded like a whiny giggle.

Bucky sniggered and tased his hip, “Well come on then kid, show him!” He encouraged, making the boy finally wrangle with the two, turning sideways to fight off all found hands. Peter laughed as he wrestled with the two, giggling through and squeaking from time to time when one got through his defenses to squeeze or scribble. It was a silly display truly, it was fun to play around like that, but if you’d ask Peter about it, he’d never admit such a thing. "Naha, Cohohome on guhuys!" Peter sniggered as he pushed at Bucky’s hands again, “Saham called you old yesterday!” He squeaked out before Sam growled playfully and his back hit the ground, both men hovering above him with almost wicked smirks. Bucky then eyed Sam “Seriosuly?” He growled and Sam scoffed “No way!” Bucky’s eyes narrowed and Peter giggled “no he did!” He exclaimed. “No i didnt!” Sam growled down. “What? You calling me a LiHahahAHAHA!” Peter threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut when Sam dug into his armpits. “Yes.” Sam growled down at him, searching for the one spot that drew the teen up the wall. Bucky watched and shook his head, with a well placed squeeze to Sam’s hip the man yelped and threw his arms down to protect himself “EY!” He squeaked in outrage. Bucky smirked and shook his head “You seriously need to take lessons from Nat about lying.” He mused smugly and before Sam could say anything Bucky continued “And we’ll talk about your little comment later.” He warned and Peter smirked at Sam. The man eyed him and growled. Peter giggled and pushed himself up onto his arms “Told you you shouldn’t have said that.” He reminded and Sam scoffed, “You’re not safe yet don’t even start becoming a smart ass.” He warned and Peter pouted at that “Not a smart ass.” He growled back. Bucky shook his head at the two “we just had him smiling.” He complained to Sam who smirked “then let’s get that smile back.” Sam grinned and formed claws. “After all, No sulking around the tower” he warned before his hands went for Peter’s hips. “NO- SAHAAM!” The boy screeched and went to catch the hands, surprised when they suddenly turned course and went to his sides instead. Too baffled and occupied with Sam's sudden evasive maneuver he didn’t notice Bucky latch onto his hips.

The screech and belly laughter that followed made the two men laugh along with him. “NAHAHA COHOME OHON! IHIHI’M SMIHILING! GUHUYS!” He cried out through his laughter, head thrown back with messy hair and a soft blush along his cheeks and nose. Bucky sniggered adoringly at the boy and Sam sighed “finneeee, I guess we can let up.” He said ‘sadly’ but the smile on his features showed just how pleased he was with the work.

Bucky hummed and followed Sam’s lead, letting up on the kid.

Peter giggled and closed his eyes. They shot right back open when his shirt got lifted and he looked right at Bucky before- “NOHOHOAHAHAHA!” The boy squealed as the man placed a raspberry on his stomach. Bucky leaned back with a smirk and pat his tight. “That one was for good measure.” He stated making Peter send him a giggly middle finger.

“Woahahaha, careful, don’t let Steve see that.” Sam laughed. Which earned him a smack to the knee “youhu’re the worst!” He growled.

A knock interrupted them and they looked up. Steve and Tony. “Are you bullying my intern?” Tony huffed and Peter got up squeaking when Sam pinched his side. He barely side stepped and raced to the other two men. “Thehey’re being mean!” He said, practically hiding between them.

Tony sniggered and gave his trainee a soft neck tickle “mihister staahark!” He whined and ducked out of it “ehenough!”. Tony grinned and shook his head in adoration. Steve hummed “Leave the poor kid” he mused and patted Peter’s shoulder. “Go get a board game. I’ll join you in a second.” He said, his tone of voice however hinted mischief.

Peter raised an eyebrow and smiled, looking at the man curiously “okay…?” He nodded nonetheless as Steve turned to Bucky and Sam.

“So, which of you two bullies want to go first?” He growled and slowly inched forwards. Bucky and Sam’s grins turned to blank surprise and disbelief, Sam gasped when Bucky scrambled “Hey! Wait up!” He growled and raced after him “don’t you dare throw me under the bus now!” He called after him and Steve rushed after them.

Tony and Peter sniggered at the display, hearing the three yell about it being mighty unfair with two super soldiers and one soldier.

Tony smirked “how about we play a round until captain tickle monster joins us?” Peter flushed red at the name and rolled his eyes with a smile “yeah yeah, let’s go.” He huffed.

Tony smirked and poked his trainees back “bet I’m faster in the lounge then you?” Peter smirked at his mentor “bet I’m first?” Tony huffed “as if. On three”

1…..2……..3! And the two were off, racing down the still slightly slippery hallway, with one promptly overshooting the lounge while the other managed to slide in perfectly fine.

I really liked this idea but idk if someone did it already. If that’s the case it was totally on accident. Anyway that’s all I don’t believe I wrote for them yet sooo… here we are! Enjoy❤️

Warnings: None really except a ton of fluff, also that this is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing feel free to keep scrolling

Summery: Tony spars with Peter, until he pulls a certain trick that leaves Peter rather helpless…

It was one of those days when Tony had set time aside for Peter to work on his hand to hand combat skills. Sure, the kid had super strength and agility, but Tony was adamant that being Spider Man wasn't just about relying on webs and sarcasm. So here they were, in the middle of a makeshift training area in the Stark Tower gym, dressed in casual workout clothes, ready for a sparring session.

“You know, Mr. Stark, we could’ve done this with, like, the suits on. That would’ve made it more authentic.”

Tony smirked, stretching his arms above his head. “Kid, if you can’t handle me without the suit, what makes you think you’d stand a chance against any big bad villain? No more stalling. Let’s go.”

Peter rolled his eyes but took a fighting stance. “Alright… but don’t get offended if I go easy on you…”

Tony snorted with a raised eyebrow. “Oh yeah? And whats that supposed to mean? Think I’m too old to keep up with a quirt like you?”

Peter’s eyes widened. “N-no… I.. just… meant.. um…”

Tony laughed. “Relax kid, I’m messing with you. Don’t underestimate me because you have superpowers and I’m just a simple man… who happens to be a genius… now come on let’s go…”

The sparring then began. Peter kept darting in and out of Tony’s reach, his spider sense giving him an advantage. Tony, though not enhanced, had many years of experience, as well as sharp reflexes. His movements were precise, calculated for an adult man.

They danced around the mat, Peter occasionally landing hits, while Tony worked on wearing him down.

Suddenly, Tony feigned a misstep, stumbling just enough to bait Peter in. The teenager lunged forward, and Tony took advantage of the moment, twisting around and pressing a specific spot on Peter’s shoulder.

Peter gasped, and his legs giving out beneath him as he crumpled to the floor, leaving him completely immobilized.

“What the—?!” Peter exclaimed, his eyes widening.

Tony crouched down next to him, looking amused. “Pressure point. An old trick. You’ll thank me when I teach it to you. For now, though…” He poked Peter’s arm, which remained limp and unresponsive. “You’re not going anywhere for a bit...”

Peter’s cheeks flushed. It couldn’t possibly get more humiliating than this… being immobile and helpless in front of his literal idol of all people!

“Mister Stark this is so unfair! I can’t move!”

“Exactly why it’s effective. Now, let’s see…” Tony tapped his chin thoughtfully, his gaze scanning Peter’s prone form. “What can I do with a completely helpless Spider-Kid?”

Peter’s eyes widened a bit. “Wh… what?.”

“Oh, Dont worry…” Tony assured him with a small grin. “You know I’d never seriously hurt you… but.. ” A mischievous grin spread across the billionaires face. He leaned down, and gently wiggled his fingers menacingly over Peter’s torso. “I enjoy messing with you…”

“No, no, no, no!” Peter protested, his voice rising in panic. He instinctively tried to squirm away, but he was completely immobile.

Tony’s fingers descended towards his sweater, dancing lightly over Peter’s ribs. The reaction was immediate. Peter let out a squeaky laugh, his Spidey sense going into overdrive despite the paralysis.

“Mihihister Stahahark! Nohohoho!” Peter burst out, his laughter high-pitched and uncontrollable.

Tony chuckled. “Oh, this is just gold. I didn’t realize you were this ticklish, kid. And here I thought spiders were supposed to be tough.”

Peters head shook a bit, with his neck being the only muscles on his body not paralyzed, his face turning a bit red. Tony’s fingers found a rhythm, alternating between light scribbles and firmer prods along Peter’s sides and ribs.

“Th-THIhIhIhIS IhiHiHiHiS SOHohOhoHo EHeHeeHeHEVIhIHihIL!!!” Peter managed out hysterically through uncontrollable laughter.

“You’re just the cutest giggly mess, aren’t you…” Tony teased, grinning. He was clearly enjoying himself. “Let’s see…” He shifted his attention to Peter’s stomach, his fingers spidering over the surface of his hoodie.

Peter’s laughter grew more frantic. “No! NooHoOHOhOHO!!! NOHoHoHoT THEhEHEREHeHE! PleHEheHAhAhase!” Peter squealed out in panic.

“Oh? Bad spot?” Tony teased. He pulled up Peter’s sweater slightly, exposing his belly.

“N-no! Wahahait! Dohohohont—” Peter

But it was too late. Tony’s fingers lightly scratched at Peter’s belly, and the reaction was immediate.

Peter squealed more and laughed hysterically. His head shaking. “MIHIhiHiSTEHeHer STAHaHaHaHRK!!! PLeHEHEHEHASe…”

Tony chuckled, gently scribbled all over his belly. Peter squealed and laughed, his head shaking more as it was the only thing he could move.

Tony then accidentally brushed over his belly button, making Peter shriek and laugh hysterically.

Peter’s laughter went silent for a moment before he let out a loud squeal. “STOP! STA-HAHAHARK!”

“Belly button, huh?” Tony said, grinning like Christmas had come early. “Quite the sensitive nerves here for such a small spot…” He dug his fingers in gently, circling the sensitive area and poking in directly at the center, gently wiggling his finger in.

Peter was utterly helpless, tears developing by his eyes as he laughed uncontrollably. “I CA-HAHAHANT TAKE IT!”

Tony finally took pity on him, pulling back and letting Peter catch his breath.

As the effects of the pressure point wore off, Peter sat up, glaring at Tony. “You… are… t-the wohohorst,” he panted, his hair disheveled and his face flushed.

Tony shrugged, completely unapologetic. “Maybe be a bit more aware I’m battle so this doesn’t happen, yeah?” He playfully poked Peters side, making him squeak.

“I’m never living this down, am I?”

“Not a chance, kid,” Tony said, patting him on the shoulder. “I think we can call this one another win for me. We can rematch again some other time.” He said, turning to leave the room.

Peter’s eyes widened “H-Hey! Dont just leave me like this!”

Tony chuckled as he walked away. “Don’t worry… it should ware off in a bit… although… maybe I should alert the others of your position…”

“N-no! Mister Stark don’t!” Peter panicked.

🩷 "Still holding on, Hobie? You know you can just admit you're having fun."

🩶 "F-fuck off. You wish you were as strong as I am taking this."

~*~

“what was that??”

“i cant hear yoooou~”

“quite a shame, i thought you could take more than a little tickling”

“oh get it together parker it’s not thaaaat bad”

“how sweet, he blushes” like completely monotone

THE SMIRK STOP GOD THE SMIRKKKK

the whole time you can tell in his eyes though that he’s like “this sweet baby spider is all that is good in this world”