#lee sam

Summary: Alan and Edgar are training Sam for future vampire fights, but he didn’t know endureance would be such a hard test to pass.

Lee: Sam

Lers: Alan and Edgar

“Are you sure this is necessary? I mean, when would this actually happen?!”

Sam was currently laying on the floor. His two friends Edgar and Alan had him pinned down for “endurance training”

Edgar was sitting on Sam’s waist with Alan on his arms.

“Oh of course this is necessary.” Edgar began.

“You think a vampire is going to tickle me to death?”

“It’s happened before, man. And they’re very skilled in the art of tickling. So we’ve taken it upon ourselves to make sure you don’t fall victim to their attack.” Alan finished.

“Shit- *sigh Okay! Fine. Just get it over with.”

Sam shut his eyes and waited for the tickles but nothing came.

“Not so fast mister eager, we need to know where you’re most ticklish.” Edgar poked Sam side executing a small giggle.

“Noho way I’m not telling you that!”

“Fine. I guess we’ll have to find it ourselves.”

“Wait what?”

Alan started to lower fingers towards Sam’s underarms. Wiggling them teasingly.

“Nohoho!” Sam couldn’t stand air tickles. Micheal used them against him all the time.

“Ready, Alan?” Edgar smirked.

“Ready.”

They launched their attached.

Edgar started poking and squeezing all around Sam’s stomach while Alan scribbled his fingers in his underarms.

“Nohohohoho! Guhuhuhuys!” Sam squealed and kicked his legs.

“Geez, I knew you were tickish but not this ticklish. You better hope the vampires never find out.” Edgar smirked.

“Ihihihim nohohohot!” Sam giggled and jerked when Alan fluttered his fingers are Sam’s neck and ears.

Edgar reached back, remembering his knees were a really good spot.

Sam arched his back and let out loads of belly laughter as that oh so ticklish spot right above his kneecap was squeezed.

“EDGAHAHAHAHA NOHOHAHA!”

“Oh yeah. I forgot your lower body is more ticklish. Alan, get his feet.”

Before Sam could protest, Alan quickly ran and sat on Sam’s ankles. Taking off each shoe one at time before spidering his fingers all over Sam’s socked soles.

It’d be an understatement to say Sam went berserk.

“OKAHAHAY OKAHAHAY IHIHIHI GIHIHIVE!”

“You can’t give up, then they’d turn you into a vampire or eat you. Just five more minutes.” Alan chuckled and attacked the balls of feet.

“Oh I think he can last ten.” Edgar laughed.

“NAHAHAHA IHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T!”

Edgar and Alan finally let up after a few more seconds of torture, not wanting to actually kill their friend.

Sam was left a giggling ball on the floor. His two friends staring down at him smiling before helping him up.

“You guhuys are mean.” Sam giggled.

“Oh trust me, the vampires are much worse than us two combined.” Edgar stated.

“Oh really? And how would you know that, Edgar? Did the vampires get you at one point?” Sam chuckled and poked Edgar’s side.

“Hehey! Don’t. And n-no they didn’t.” Edgar blushed.

“Hey, Alan, don’t you think Edgar could use some more training?” Sam and Alan looked at each other then at Edgar and smirked.

“Guys- just wait a second.”

“Get him!” Sam yelled.

I totally think that would happen! 😁 Micheal totally uses the fact that Sam’s ticklish against him whenever he can. Thanks for the sweet ask! Have an amazing day! 😁💖

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Lee:

*Of course this precious guy is ticklish. Just look at him!

*His laugh is so high pitched and filled with adorable giggles. If you can get him really laughing there may be a snort here and there.

*I’d say his worst spots are behind his ears, armpits, and knees.

*Micheal used to tickle him all the time when they were younger. It doesn’t happen as much anymore unless Sam provokes him. But every day he’ll give him a poke to the underarm to hear him squeal.

*Alan and Edgar tickle him for “endurance training”

*The three of them get into so many tickle fights.

*Star and Micheal will double team Sam and Star’s nails kill him.

*You know that exploding spider thing people do on your knee? They absolutely kill Sam. Edgar and Alan will pin down his legs and do that over and over again until Sam is begging for mercy.

*Again Alan and Edgar. They’ll each grab an arm and pin it down so they can both get an underarm.

*Sam is super air ticklish and everyone around him takes advantage of it.

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Ler:

*Quite a skilled ler not gonna lie.

*Always sets boundaries first and makes sure the lee is comfortable.

*Can totally turn Alan and Edgar into giggly puddles, but rev eve always insues.

*The tease master.

*Knows exactly what teases and techniques work on what lee.

*Likes to let the lee move freely.

*If he has to he’ll pin them down.

*Call out if they blush 10,000 times.

*Starts with gentle tickles that gets rougher over time.

Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh- I freakin love The Lost Boys and I love this even more!!

Oh my god I’m getting so many fics ideas now!!

Woo woo first tickletober fic

from these prompts

Summary: Sam didn’t mean to tickle him, but Dean sees it differently

Disclaimer: this is a tickle fic

word count: 750

Lee!Sam and Ler!Dean

The Winchesters were sitting on the dining table of a motel room in Ohio, researching their latest monster of the week case.

Well, Sam was researching. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, looking away from his laptop screen for a bit to glance at his older brother.

Dean’s head was down on the table on an open book, snoring, a beer bottle loosely held in his hands.

Sam raised an incredulous eyebrow, it was the middle of the afternoon and they had only been at the research for about an hour.

“Dean wake up,” Sam directed at his drooling brother, the older stirs a bit but otherwise had no reaction.

“Dean!” He yelled a bit louder. No response again, however Sam sees Dean stir again, closing his eyes tighter.

That asshole. Sam thought, now he’s just pretending to be asleep.

The younger hunter sighed, reaching over to shake him awake. “Come on, we’ll be done faster if we’re both looking.” Sam said grabbing his brother’s side to jostle him.

Dean jolts up with a yelp, eyes snapping open. His hunter reflexes quickly grabbing the bottle that threatened to smash on the floor as a result of his movement. A small smile graced his lips, but it was wiped off as quickly as it appeared.

Dean’s eyes narrowed glaring at his brother. “Sam, you’re gonna pay for that” He growled getting up from his chair.

Sam furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, and then his eyes widened in realisation. He quickly jumped up too, putting his hands in front of his body, palms out, nervously stepping backwards away from his advancing brother.

“Wait, Dean I didn’t mean to I swear.” Sam panicked internally when he saw the look on his brothers face. There was no running away from this.

“Yeah right, save it Sammy. I know what I felt” Dean continued slowly strolling towards his younger brother, trying but failing to hide a smirk. He always did love to mess around with his brother. His false anger masking his playful mood.

Sam scoffed, “I wasn’t trying to tickle you. ‘S not my fault you’re so t-“

Dean swiftly lunged forward to cut Sam’s sentence off, cheeks flushing pink at the use of the word.

The younger hunter yelped as he tried to run but was swiftly tackled to the ground. Immediately struggling for purchase to push his brother off. The two wrestled for a bit but Dean acted quick and broke a hand free to squeeze Sam’s side. The younger Winchester barked out a laugh and jackknifed onto his back. Dean quickly scrambled to straddle his brothers legs. The shorter hunter smirked at the victory, moving his fingers to Sam’s stomach, skittering over his shirt to send him into hysterical giggles.

“Dehehean! Wahahait I prohomise it wahas an accident!” Sam’s giggles became louder as the older hunter moved up to ribs.

“Still lying Sammy? You should know better by now.” Dean reaches down to squeeze at his brother’s thighs. Sam kicks with a yell, almost sending Dean tumbling off.

Dean rebalances himself and continues squeezing, “This is what happens to liars around here.” Dean teases, chuckling along with Sam’s shrieking laughter. His little brothers messy hair, crinkled eyes and wide smile makes his mind flashback to memories of when they were kids, ignoring his towering build, Sam had not changed a bit. Even though he’d never admit it out loud, he missed those times. The times where their biggest worries were nothing like the world almost ending every other month.

Dean shook his head at the thought, moving down to claw at his brother’s knees. A squeal tore its way out of Sam’s mouth, causing Dean to let out a genuine laugh.

“Hehe, you still laugh like a girl Sammy” Dean smirks.

“DEHEHEHEAN PLEASE, I WAHASN’T TRYING TO TIHICKLE YOU! I SWEHEAR! STOHOP!!” Sam’s laughter was becoming more wheezy.

“Okay okay fine, you big baby” Dean gave one last poke to his stomach and then climbed off Sam’s legs, still smirking.

Sam coughed and rolled over, looking over his shoulder to glare at his brother, the malice eradicated due to the mirth left over in his eyes.

Dean got up and started heading back to the table, “Alright, we haven’t got long till sundown. Stop lazing around on the floor Sammy. Get to work” Dean put on a telling off tone as he picked up his previous book/pillow.

Sam rolled his eyes with a smile, sitting up “Jerk”